#Restocker

[incorrectneopetsquotes]

Restocker, pointing: I want that item. Inflator: Okay, what do you have to trade? Restocker: I have a bat. Inflator: I don't need a bat. Restocker: The bat isn't for trade. Restocker: *raises bat*

[jagalart]

gar

[lazylittledragon]

'halloween starts on september 1st' kind of couple

[pangur-and-grim]

here's the backing cards for the art history enamel pins!

these actually sold out, but I've (temporarily) restocked them

[ratfest]

object of affection

[morganbritton132]

Continuing from this (starting here and here)

Hopper doesn’t want to think about Steve.

He doesn’t really want to even see the kid or his broken arm or his wide gap-tooth smile where he’s starting to lose baby teeth. Every interaction is a reminder that he’s not doing anything to stop this clear case of child neglect.

He’s failing Steve and if he’s failing a kid whose problems are so blatantly obvious, then he could fail Sarah when the problems are close to home.

So no, Hopper doesn’t say anything when he walks into Melvards and sees Steve at the check counter. He nods to Joyce and continues on.

He’s got a list from his wife and that’s all he’s here for.

Sure, he noticed that on the check out counter is a tube of toothpaste, a box of cereal, and a pint of milk. Sure, he clocked Steve with his chin resting on the counter, pushing coins across it to Joyce and asking, “How ‘bout now?��

That’s just good observation. He’s a cop. It’s his job.

“That brings you to $2.54,” Joyce tells him. “You need 1 dollar and 0.32 cents more.”

Hopper is not listening to Steve sigh. He’s not standing next to a shelf of sunscreen watching Steve push the toothpaste to the side like, “I don’t need to brush my teeth. Is it enough now?”

“How about this,” Joyce whispers, leaning on the counter like they’re going to share a secret. Hopper is sure she’s crinkling her nose when she pushes the money back over to him, “How about you take all your quarters and I let you take your cereal, and your milk, and your toothpaste.”

Whereas he can’t see Joyce’s face, he can see the instant suspicion on Steve’s face when he steps back from the counter, “That’s stealing.”

“Yeah, silly, if you steal it. You’re not doing that,” Joyce concedes. “I’m letting you have this stuff.”

“I don’t think you’re allowed to do that, Miss Joyce. You’ll get in trouble.”

“Well, how about a trade?”

“Like a Quick Pro Skrull?”

“Sure,” Joyce says easily. “I will trade you $2.54, one box of cereal, one pint of milk, and a tube of bubblegum-flavored toothpaste….if you let me sign your cast.”

Steve’s voice is soft, considerate the way kids aren’t supposed to be when he says, “Miss Joyce, that’s not a fair trade.”

“It’s the only thing I want, baby.”

“Fine,” Steve agrees, laying his casted arm on the counter. “I get my allowance in two days and I’m going to buy you a flower.”

“That sounds lovely, sweetheart.”

Hopper leaves the sunscreen- it’s not even on his list - and goes to the canned goods in the next aisle. While there, he has a better view of Joyce writing her name on Steve’s cast.

“You know, Steve,” She tells him. “I’m going to put my phone number right here because I have little boy about your age. His name is Jonathan.”

“I know Jonathan from school.”

“That’s good! Maybe some time you two can play together.”

“Oh, no thanks, Miss Joyce,” Steve shakes his head sadly. “My dad says you’re poor an’ I’m not allowed to play with poor people ‘cause poor people are lazy and don’t work hard even though you have a job…”

Steve pauses like he’s contemplating that before continuing, “And Tyler - that’s Tommy’s big brother. Tommy is my best friend and I wish I lived at his house - he says that sometimes people are so poor that they can’t a’ford food and they eat babies. He says that happened in Ireland and he would know too ‘cause his great-great-great-ate grandpa is from there.”

“I’m not a baby,” He tells her seriously, “But my Nonna says I’m a sweet boy and one time I was playing with a kid from the trailer park and he bit me.”

He tells her, “I don’t wanna be eaten.”

Joyce blinks at him.

Hopper blinks too where he’s listening in.

Steve doesn’t blink at all but instead gathers up his stuff. He gives her a big smile and says, “Thanks, Miss Joyce. I love you. Bye.”

Then he’s gone.

The store is empty except for Hopper in the baby food aisle and Joyce at the counter. She asks aloud, “Did I just get accused of cannibalism?”

Hopper has never laughed harder.

[fox-teeth]

Everyone liked the color charts I test printed for Basilisk so much, I felt compelled made a nice version! Great for anyone that has an interest in Risograph printing, historical pigments, or weird medieval marginalia.

(buy it here)

[prinnay]

Shop got updated with new things! Fancy notebooks are finally back ;u;

www.gdbee.store or click here

[gallusrostromegalus]

Hey my husband just got laid off which means I will not have medical insurance until he gets another job and I have some major surgery coming up so if y'all have anything to spare I would really, really appreciate it.

[abigail]

just dutch x the met museum ♡ miffy and melanie in outfits inspired by the artwork of edgar degas

[quazies]

Kiss the Cook - June 22nd

Pootis is enjoying his summer hiatu- I mean vacation!

He hopes you are all drinking plenty of water during the heat.

[lottielottieda]

some new buttons i made for an event i vended at! leftovers for sale here 💌✂️

[jagalart]

cherry blossom

[plushieanimals]

build a bear 🖤 Mothman

[shopwitchvamp]

Today's shop drop is live!

Restocks, new arrivals, and a last chance at some retiring designs.

Some highlights: Black Cotton Midis are back, three designs are retiring for good, lots of collars have returned, and we've got so many cute goodies from Jollie Ollie Designs 🖤 witchvamp.com 🖤

[yvotoro]

hello everyone! excited to announce my shop is open again! 💙

i have new stickers available ^_^ i'm also moving my prints from inprnt to here!

♡⊹˚₊ http://yvotoro.shop ₊˚⊹♡