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You can extinguish tear gas canisters!

Wearing gloves, submerge the canister in a wide-mouthed water jug containing baking soda, dish soap, and/or vegetable oil—3 tablespoons of each per liter of water.

Cover the top with one hand, just enough to keep the gas from getting out, and shake the jug.

Never seal a bottle containing an active tear gas canister—you don't want it to explode.

One role you could play at demonstrations is to show up prepared to protect your fellow human beings from toxic gas, in case the mercenaries deploy it.

You can learn more here:

https://crimethinc.com/RiotMunitions

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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why not? I'm desperate

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Our girl surely is going through character development, but one thing about her, never changes, and this is ABSOLUTELY adorable

From episode 1 to episode 16.

Even though, ghouls recover so fast, minor injuries like scratches is nothing for them, but STILL MC IS CONCERNED ABOUT THEIR INJURIES.

GHOULS Y'ALL BLIND ASF, WHERE YOU'LL FIND GIRL LIKE THAT AGAIN?

She is just a human, she can't help much with fighting, she knows it, but still tries her best to help them write case reports and deal with injuries.

GHOULS YOU BETTER TREAT HER AS GOOD AS SHE TREATS YOU, OR WHERE'S MY GUN

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holy shit Love Island tkdb version

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oh my god

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a beautiful way of thinking

i always mean it when i say i love you btw

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I can smell the garage sales in the air

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Chapter 1

A year ago, to this day, MC came to town. A newbie, outsider, orphan looking for work and housing. She had nothing but the clothes on her back and five hundred dollars in savings. A beat up silver 2018 Nissan Altima was the only item worth anything in her possession.

            She had her sights set on a career. She wasn’t sure what she wanted exactly, just something stable. Something to start living on.

            Unfortunately, she struggled. Hard. Application after application, interview after interview. She never received a call back. Until she stumbled upon the House of Eden.

            The House of Eden is where the story starts. A privately owned hotel that was built twenty-five years before she arrived. Taking from its biblical namesake, the owner built an eighty-five-story garden paradise for his lover.

            Golden arched doors welcome guest into a maze of shrubbery and flowers. Placed tastefully among the foliage are beige leather couches and chairs surrounding glossy oak tables. The welcome desk is placed in the middle of the square maze, built into a wooden gazebo. Guests must follow the lightly painted yellow flooring, observing the sights and smells, until they reach the man behind the counter.

            Continuing past the desk, several doors lead to different utilities. An outdoor pool, a gym, a spa, a business center, and an event hall are all offered to guests. Elevators and staircases head into the other 84 floors.

            Each room is designed the same, making it easier for housekeeping to maintain. Upon entry, guests immediately spot a balcony full of shrubbery, surrounding an outdoor table and chairs, accessible behind a sliding glass door. Two types of white curtains separate the window from the rest of the room. A sleek, black television, accompanied by a coffee bar is opposite the bed(s), decorated with white and beige floral accented sheets. A closet housing floor-length sliding mirrors is next to the bed. An in-house bathroom is right off the entryway. Cozy and comfortable.

            MC walked in one day, seeking a manager to inquire about a job listing. Following the painted path, she took some time to admire the scenery when she was bumped into. MC fell slightly forward, and in catching herself, she dropped her phone.

            “Sorry, sorry.” The young lady said as she handed the phone back to MC. “You good? ‘Kay bye.” MC watched in disbelief as the brunette rushed off towards the elevators after giving her shoulder a couple of pats. Giving her head a shake, MC started to talk to Seong-Je, the front-desker.

            “Hi, I’m MC. I saw this job listing, but I couldn’t find a link to apply.” She held up the now-cracked screen for Seong-Je to look closer. “Ah, yeah.” He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. “We do paper apps here. Don’t know why.” He bent at his waist to retrieve a paper and pen. “You can sit wherever.” Following his pointed finger, MC made her way to a seat.

            MC took a second to breathe after a long day of walking. She picked up her pen and quickly looked over the sheet. It was a simple application requiring name, address, felony history, and more.

            “Hmm.” She hummed as she read her phone screen. “Night Auditor.” She barely whispered as she filled out the ‘Position Applying For’ box. It seemed doable based on a quick Google search, and she has previous customer service experience. She set her pen down after finishing, cracking her knuckles and stretching her fingers.

            MC started heading back towards the desk when she spotted Seong-Je talking to a short red-haired man. She made a mental note to go shopping after seeing the man. ‘Everyone wears business casual around here.’ She thought to herself.

            “Ah, this is her.” Seong-Je said as he took back her application. The redhead took the paper into his black-gloved hand and skimmed it. “Looks good.” He nodded. “Mind staying for an interview?”

            MC couldn’t believe what she was hearing. ‘An actual interview?’ “Now? Yeah, yeah, I can.” He started walking towards the back of the hotel. “Follow me.”

            She quickly waved bye to Seong-Je and stalked after the boss. She viewed nearly every inch of the path they took, committing it to memory. An oak door with a gold plate reading “Chūya Nakahara” greeted them. “Come in.” He held the door open for her as he stepped inside. “Thank you.”

            Sitting down in the black leather chair, she straightened her back, fidgeted with her knot bracelet, and stared him in the eyes. A chill ran down her spine when her brown met an icy blue. She was hypnotized.

            “MC. Wanting full time. Prior work experience.” He laid the pages down. “Why do you want to work here?” He leaned back in his own leather chair, crossing his muscular forearms across his white-buttoned chest. Black gloves still on, long sleeves rolled up, top button and tie loosened… His question snapped her out of her… observation.

            “I just moved into town not too long ago. I’m desperate. I need to pay my rent and, hopefully, put myself through school.” She internally winced at her honesty, but it felt like she couldn’t fib.

            “You’re honest. Don’t get that a lot around here. What do you want to do?”

            “For school? I’m not exactly sure what the university offers, but I have an interest in publishing. Maybe working for a magazine as an editor? Yeah, I can see myself doing that.”

            “Can hold a decent conversation.” He straightened himself back up and looked down at her application. “Is there a set schedule you need? Have another job?” He pointed at her hours where she wrote ‘Open’.

            “No, I can work any night. Any time for that matter.”

            He nodded his head and skimmed over it one last time. “No felonies or misdemeanors. No health concerns. Everything I need is filled out.” He leaned over suddenly and picked up his work phone.

            “Hey Seong-Je. Make a note for Yuki to place MC on next week’s schedule. Have her send a copy to the phone number…” MC got lost in thought, creating a mental list of things to do before next week.

            “Thank you.” The clicking of the phone brought her back to the present. She straightened herself, once again focusing on Chūya. “Expect a notice on Sunday. Yuki is the desk manager. She’ll explain everything over the phone. Any questions?”

            “Yes. Dress code?”

            “Business casual. No blue jeans or graphic tees. Keep to the theme of the hotel. Hygiene needs to be upkept as well.”

            “Okay. Thank you so much.” MC got up and gave a slight bow as she picked up her purse. She walked away, putting her hand on the doorknob, getting ready to turn before Chūya stopped her.

            “MC.”

            “Yes?” She turned her torso towards him.

            “My daughter’s in school currently. Feel free to ask about it if you see her.” That surprised her.

            “You have a daughter?”

            “Yeah. She’s around your age.” Her eyes widened a bit.

            “Okay. I’ll keep that in mind.” She shut the door as quietly as she could and took a second to clear her head.

            ‘He has a daughter that’s my age!’ Her inner voice screamed. ‘He does not look old enough to be a dad.’ She started walking back towards the entrance.

            ‘He’s old enough to be my dad.’ Emphasize on ‘my’.

            Coming upon the gazebo, she saw that same brunette from earlier coming towards her. MC’s black-heeled boots stopped moving as she was stuck in a trance.

            Short stature, waist-length hair, black thick-rimmed glasses. The stranger donned a flowing blue long-sleeved midi dress accompanied by black tights and black kitten heels. A silver heart-shaped diamond necklace shaped her neck while matching earrings framed each side of her face.

            She was stunning.

            She passed MC, keeping her nose in her phone. She left behind a mix of scents, possibly a blend of perfume and shampoo. Nearly silent, timely repetitive clicks resounded behind her.

            MC wanted to stop her. Show her the cracked phone-her only phone-and ask for an apology. She couldn’t muster up the courage to do it. All she could do was watch her leave.

            “Hey, you okay?” A man’s voice from behind knocked her out of her trance. She spun on her heels to see Seong-Je. He was looking down the hallway, seemingly to find whatever entranced MC.

            “Yeah. I’m fine. I’m just heading out.” She pointed her left pointer finger towards the entrance.

            “Cool. Just follow the yellow brick road.”

            “Definitely not in Kansas anymore, eh?” An awkward silence proceeded to follow her joke.

            “What?” Seong-Je asked in confusion. MC gave a shy laugh and reached her right hand behind her head to scratch it.

            “You know. The Wizard of Oz.” He just blinked at her explanation. “The yellow brick road… guides Dorothy on her journey. That movie is where that line is from… so I joked along.” Another awkward silence.

            MC cleared her throat and broke the ice with a question. “Do you know what time I can expect a call from Yuki? Nakahara said Sunday, but I don’t wanna miss it.”

            “New schedule’s up at ten on Sundays. Here.” Seong-Je led her inside the glass doors of the gazebo, taking her to a counter behind the guest window, and pointed towards a clipboard with ‘Front Desk’ and a list of names.

            “This is where you can find the schedule. Next to it is a folder holding time off notices. Try to fill one of these out at least two weeks in advance.”

            MC nodded her head. “So, like every other job?”

            “Yeah, basically.”

            “Over here,” at another corner, “this is the chore chart we each have to follow. I suggest to spread it out. Makes the time go by faster.”

            He moved her over towards the two windows, each housing a desktop and key cards. “This is where you check in and over at that one,” he pointed towards the right. “That is where you check people out.”

            MC nodded her head again. “Okay. What about lockers? For our stuff?” She shook her purse a bit.

            “For us, none. Everyone else, yeah. You can just keep it in one of these shelves.” He tapped on a couple of shelving doors.

            MC pursed her lips for a second. “Seems simple enough.”

            “Yuki will go over more during orientation. She’s off today, so she can’t help you.”

            MC waved her right hand. “No, that’s fine. I should really be heading out. I took up too much of your time.”

            “Nah, you’re good. My buddy should be coming back from break any second now. Besides,” he made a show of the lobby, “no one’s here yet.”

            “Cool. I should still hit some shops, though. Get me some appropriate attire.”

            Seong-Je gave a little smirk. “Cool. Have fun. See you next week.”

            “Yeah,” MC bashfully waved with a blush. “See you.” She quickly made her way out of the building.

            Once she reached her car, she dug into her purse to find her keys. Reaching the bottom, she pulled them out by the S.A.F.E. lanyard she got from a school event. Finally getting into her car, she held her head in her hands and lamented.

            ‘There I go again. Catching feelings. Come on MC. They’re just men. Just coworkers.’ She took a few deep breaths and started her engine. Quickly glancing at her cracked phone screen, she frowned and started driving home.

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Important Notice Regarding My Previous Fic

I'm currently rewriting the Frostheim story. I want to include the other characters while also bringing in a few from other fandoms. I thought of a prompt I'm building off of.

“So… this is it, huh?” FML stood in front of MC. “Just giving up?” The short brunette wouldn’t let the average blonde pass. Just those two, taking up all the walkway space.

            “Yeah. Congrats.” MC replied flatly. A medium-sized cardboard box from Walmart sat in her arms, full of the good and bad of her former home. The brunette’s arms were empty, dangling loosely at her sides. Opposites, confronting each other for the last time.

I made a few tweaks to MC. I want her to fit the story more, so her looks and personality is not like the game. I also built the antagonist of the story, the FML (female lead) off of myself.

This story is not like the game at all. A completely normal AU, but I'm keeping the general Gossip Girl theme.

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Finally have a day off after a couple of busy weeks, so I'm binging the O.C. Eddie... bro... time and place. I cringed sooo hard at Eddie disrupting the dinner party. I was literally like 🤨😰🫣🤦‍♀️

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I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

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I fucking hate that the general response to RFK Jr's eugenist take on autistic people is "autistic people do pay taxes, autistic people do work, autistic people do date!"

Some autistic people don't and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life. Some autistic people do need constant help and support and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life.

Once again we're falling in the right wing trap of :

They make a hateful, fascist statement

Instead of focusing on the fact that it is hateful and fascist we try to show them that they are factually wrong

We throw our own allies and the most vulnerable of us under the bus in the process

We legitimise an only slightly less hateful, fascist view as we go

They have completed their goal of making us accept the still hateful, fascist second version, hurrah. What a victory.

Right now what we're getting to with that is that autistic people who can work and pay taxes are okay, and the others aren't. Fuck this shit.

Same thing happens with the people who are being deported ("they have a visa!", "they didn't even have a criminal record!" -> even if they didn't have a visa, even if they did have a criminal record, deporting them and detaining them in what's essentially a concentration camp wouldn't be okay, you absolute tools of fascism.)

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me?? look up flower symbolism for a mobile game??? it's more likely than you think!!

spoilers through ep 15

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first of all trying to find all these was insane SECOND of all tumblr only lets me add 10 pictures per post on mobile so this WILL get split up into multiple posts. thats on me for always writing these at work lol

a couple of the flowers as well i'm doing my best guess. either the shape or the color is slightly off (it's artwork and flowers) so i've been finding what i think is closest. additionally, i do prefer to be as educational and historically accurate as possible in the references i'm finding, but flower languages are something that tended to vary across culture, time period, and region. oftentimes the major messages and themes carried over, but the interpretation wasn't always the same. i did my best to cross reference at least a couple sources for each one and i'll be going with the main meaning i find for each.

do i think all of these are intentional? probably not, but it's fun anyways.

if anyone has any questions or other interpretations, please send them my way!

flower meanings for the ghouls

first up we've got the most recent one that came out in subaru's super cool fit from episode 15. like i said in my time loop theory post, i do believe this is actually technically a red surprise lily, not a spider lily. however, the two are considered sister flowers, and i put them side by side below so you can see.

as far as i can tell, both of them have the same meaning, and are often used interchangably when describing the flowers. just about every place cites the japanese meaning: they both bloom in autumn, around the same time as both the autumnal equinox and a period called ohigan. during ohigan, it's an important time to visit graves and pay respects to ancestors. spider lillies are poisonous, and in ancient times, were planted over fresh corpses to keep animals from digging them up. ever since then, they've become one of the most easily recognized and symbolic flowers with several meanings and names.

the most common meanings are death, reincarnation, the after life, and its two names, "the death flower" and "the corpse flower". hotarubi has dealt with ghosts and the restless dead in both episodes they've featured in, not to mention episode 15 took place in a haunted house where we were pretending to be ghosts. i think this one is pretty simple.

helloooooooo beautiful sunny haru! we've got quite a few flowers here. i've got sunflowers, daisies, orange roses, thistle, pansies in the background there, anemone, and then i think that's supposed to be baby's breath but the clumping and petal shape look almost like butterfly bush. could be sweet alyssum as well. idk i just work here

sunflowers - did you know sunflowers were originally cultivated as a food source? there's your fun fact for the day! these flowers also vary in meaning across different cultures but all of them have a positive connotation. sunflowers stand for hope, happiness, and also good luck!

daisy - is that a daisy. the petals are fat and now i'm second guessing myself. oh apparently theres one called a wide petal daisy lmao anyways! if it is a daisy, once again a very positive flower, most meanings list innocence and new beginnings. victorian flower language says a daisy means a secret is safe with you. interesting :)

orange roses - theres always 900 interpretations of roses smh. from what i've gathered, outside of a relationship they mean fascination, perseverance, and admiration. new beginnings make an appearance again. inside a relationship it typically means passion and energy, along with enthusiasm. all things that are very haru

thistle - cute lil tucked away in his pocket. this one's pretty interesting because the meanings amost flip depending on where you're from. thistle represents adaptation, pride, and resilience, but in victorian flower language specifically, it represented pain and intrusion. honestly, i think both fit.

anemone - three out of four of his flowers have greek myths associated with them. what the hell, man. anyways. this one changes wildly depending on the culture. one has them listed as anticipation, one as tragic love, and apparently, this one is also a flower of the dead OR it will protect you from evil. if i had to guess, i think the anticipation one fits most, because it has it listed here that you give them during major life changes.

pansies - this one kind of went back and forth and i didn't feel confident in any of the sources, but the most common one i found was that they're to give to someone to let them know that you're thinking of them. interesting that these are placed in the background.

baby's breath - still not 100% that's what this is. whatever. baby's breath is another one that symbolizes purity and innocence. if anything, i think these ones symbolizing innocence just kind of apply to haru's optimism--he has such a pure view of wanting to help anomalies and humans live together. it's so sweet.

overall, i'd say the main theme of harry's flowers are optimistic, purity, life changes, energy, and resilience. love the way daisy applies to him.

i wasn't going to include this one but this picture is pissing me the fuck off and i think it's because this isn't a real flower. i've been googling for 45 minutes because clearly that's a yellow rose, right? wrong roses dont grow in on woody leafless stems like that. you know what does? kerria! you know what kerria is often confused with? japanese rose bushes! i think someone fucked up and pissed off a very specific subset of nerd (aka me and like, one other person)

hoping i'm wrong. someone PLEASE tell me what this is if you figure it out

anyways

yellow rose - literally so different depending on the region and even the time. in modern americas/england, they're for friendship, but in victorian flower language, it was infidelity. in latin america they represent deep, passionate love, but in china and modern japanese culture, it's for wealth, prosperity and life changes. in historical japan, they represented the imperial family.

so literally who knows pick your fav this one doesn't count.

the man the myth the legend!! love this dude

we've got purple roses (and some blue and yellow but that might be for aesthetic reasons), yellow iris, i think that's supposed to be a purple dahlia in his pocket? but the size is off, perhaps more thistle? whatever. a couple white calla lillies, a couple lil yellow and greenery that's also filler, and i think white delphinium.

yellow roses and thistle meanings listed above

purple roses - this one was funny. the synonyms kinda changed depending on the source but for the most part they represent love at first sight, enchantment, and mystery. one website said they meant "a love that is unattainable." :')

blue roses - less info available, but also mystery and the unattainable.

yellow iris - across the board, they represent passion, but it does also look like it can mean both platonically and romantically. one super obscure website also said it's a gender non conforming flower. nonbinary zenji lives

purple dahlia - several sources cited this one as meaning dignity, grace, kindness, and a couple others also had creativity in their lists. there were also some that had mystery! a very zenji flower, even if i'm incorrect about this one lmao

white calla lily - another innocence and purity one. however, they've also come to be associated with death and rebirth with their use in easter celebrations. iiiiinteresting

white delphinium - i've spelled that name wrong like six times so far if you see a typo no you didn't. this one seemed to have a different meaning on every place i looked, but there were a couple common threads: levity, protection, innocence, and remembrance. zenji's card bouta make me cry.

if we're looking at the placements at all, i love that he's handing you the enchantment and love at first sight flower. ugh zenji you deserve the world

followed IMMEDIATELY by his brother lmao. these two drive me INSANE dude i am always thinking about their relationship

in the back bouquet that he's holding we've got some pink and peach roses (and one hidden red one???), a couple random ones i can't made out, and in the foreground a BUNCH of

hey wait hold on

its called WHAT???

huh?????????

zenji hello???????

okay anyways back to jiro

up in the forefront he's got a bunch of dame's rocket, i guess? also called sweet rocket and eve weed, it's the closest i could find. yet another flower that has a greek tale associated with it, which i think the greeks just made up stories about every flower smh but it's named after hesperus (the morning star).

apparently it's only real symbolism meaning is deceit, which is wild given how much of this flower is on this card. also, jiro doesn't remember parts of last year. guess he could be lying!!!

pink roses - admiration and love, but a few sources did make a point to say the pink is a more gentle and understated love. very jiro. also love that there's a single red rose poking out there

peach roses - sincerity and gratitude.....ok. ok hold on. tin hat donned. jiro is holding flowers that mean sincerity but there are a ton of deceit flowers behind him. he's trying to be sincere but something is holding him back? who's to say

anyways that's all the pictures that tumblr will let me add on mobile so this is part one done, onto part two!

dms and asks always open 🌻

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considering I come from a family of Floyd-adjacent people...

i have twisted my wonderland take this quiz on what twisted wonderland dorm you would be in

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Wtf?!?! My camera lens are literally clear so why are these pics blurry??? Anyway, I'm caught in the midst of a writer's block, literally in the middle of chapter 2🤦‍♀️

So here's one of my many greatest thrift finds from my favorite author of all time. This is my third time reading 'East of Eden' by John Steinbeck; I'm hoping for a creative break through by channeling his voice. I'm even struggling to write this paragraph and explain the delay of the Frosthiem fic😒