#emporium needs you

[emporium]

In the short time the Emporium has existed we've gathered up over 15k followers and I couldn't be more excited. Building a community around merch has always been a dream of mine and I can't believe it's happening.

Who wants to join us? This isn't a subscription service nor do you have to buy anything to belong. This is just my way of asking to follow the blog.

Members of the Crab Scouts will receive:

Product Previews

Opportunity to Suggest Products

Discounts

Bad Jokes

Lots of Cute Crabs

Much, Much More

[notbecauseofvictories]

I know my experience is not universal, but I biked 5+ miles to do my errands today and I genuinely think we'd be much happier as a human collective if we increased residential density and switched to largely alternative modes of transportation.

[bye2k]

a series of image files on neopets, presumably from a sponsored cartoon network guessing game, with absolutely horrifying results when the tiles are displayed in reverse order

[manthequin]

male manipulator grindset

[its-hell]

I know I'm ovulating when I start falling in love with half the boys in my year and think that they're all in love with me

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

yes i make all my hawkes black haired for shits n giggled but that doesn't mean i can't make lilian fake-black

[alembicsystem]

Is there a number of crabs on strike.... AS AN ADVERTISEMENT?

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

it's not enough that i have incontinence issues it's not enough that my father is an alcoholic who bad touches me it's not enough that my brother also bad touched me and i just have to forgive him for that because it happened once (almost twice) when i was still young enough to repress (at least the 1st time) because if i brought it up now he'd kill himself over it it's not enough that i have never been taught how to adapt to life past the age of 10 it's not enough that i have almost no one to rely on irl it's not enough that everytime things are going well for me i'm brought back down to reality crashing and burning it's not enough that i can never fulfill my dreams or, perhaps, even find a dream and stick to it in the first place it's not enough that i am probably going to rot and die in my childhood home without ever even getting a taste of the life i should have been promised it's not enough that the only person in this life who i revere more than anything (my mom) gets the worst treatment of anyone i know and i'm powerless to do anything about it it's not enough that i live in a hoarder's paradise where a new nightmare creature crawls out from everyday it's not enough that i have never felt physically or mentally safe and good for more than 2 hours at a time it's not enough it's never enough nothing is enough. i have to suffer more

[steampoweredskeleton]

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Ignore

[oldkamelle]

the one thing im thankful to high school literature class is it inadvertently introducing me to this play of medea

[thrilloffirstlove]

Get sent to the 50s sitcom dimension, loser

[notbecauseofvictories]

today I discovered that this amazing article about a doomed attempt to create a seafaring haven for bitcoin miners, is by the same journalist as this other article I love about people so wealthy they go to therapy about it, and now I absolutely want to know how Sophie Elmhirst finds these people.

[bogunicorn]

I'm starting to wonder why I ever came back to fandom if it's just going to be the same shit it always was.

[mayra-quijotescx]

by the grace of God, my roommate's minifridge, the two coolers our household owns, and the half of the freezer and 1/3 of the main fridge shelves I commandeered yesterday, I have figured out a somewhat reliable way to chill 140 16.9oz (nice) water bottles over the course of a couple days despite living in an apartment

[sreegs]

the post-automattic tumblr employees (automatticians, iirc) that are publicly posting as staff and trying to argue with tumblr users who vehemently hate the site are so adorable. this is how it's always been. users pretty much hate staff. this is why, in the old days, it was discouraged to identify as staff unless you had the stomach to put up with a bunch of hate mail and arguments.

you're also not going to win over any users by describing tumblrinas as ungrateful for the site's existence, or unreasonably angry over recent changes. you're just gonna look like a 30+ year old engineer taking pot shots at teenagers.

tumblr's current owner (automattic) got some trust back early in the acquisition when they greenlit some changes users had wanted, and ad-free went over mostly smoothly, but any trust you had was shattered with Tumblr Live. The snarky posts from automatticians are making it worse, the worst offender being the person you have running emporium.

this is how tumblr users have always acted before automattic came in and bought tumblr. this is not new. this is why users say things like "staff is out of touch".

y'all need to understand this before you try to snap back at angry users, or before you make vagueposts insinuating the tumblrinas are ungrateful.

maybe examine why tumblr users are angry, what they're angry with, accept they're valid reasons to be angry, and question why these business decisions are being made. like, "hey yeah why is tumblr live still there if everyone hates it?" or "why does moderation seem worse these days?".

then maybe if you understand what's causing the anger when users say "fuck staff" and you'll know not to take it personally. maybe you can take the urge to post snarky replies and redirect it to questioning your bosses' decisions to go ahead with these features that are universally hated

learn, adapt, overcome.

read, comprehend, post.

or just stop posting

[ceresun]

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐄.

It seems as if Rosie’s new assistant has caught the eye of the one and only radio demon..

pairing : alastor x fem! reader

extra : fem! reader ⟡ word count - 0.6k⟡ reblogs are greatly appreciated and encouraged! ⟡ alastor is probably a bit ooc and it might be cringe ⟡ also reader is a doe :3 ⟡

“Y/N, DARLING!” ROSIE YELLS OUT from the counter. Working at the Emporium alway called for restocks of a variety of things at every hour, ranging from fresh ankles to the classiest of hats. Walking over to the counter, you wonder what Rosie would have you restocking this time.

“Let me guess, it’s the gowns this time?” You ask playfully, not yet having noticed the peculiar man to the right of your manager.

Rosie looks confused before shaking her head and bringing attention to the man by her side. “No, no, darling! No need for restocks on the gowns just yet. I wanted you to meet one of my dear old friends!” She says, bringing your attention to the smiling man. “Now, where are your manners, Alastor? Introduce yourself!” She teases.

“Ah, yes, how could I forget my manners. I am Alastor, pleasure to meet you, darling doe!” He introduces, his almost sinister grin never leaving his face.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too. I’m Y/N, one of Rosie’s assistants here at the Emporium!” You say with a joyful smile, sticking out your hand to shake hands with him.

He instead grabs your hand in his, and presses a soft kiss onto it. Rosie giggles, watching the two of you interact before teasing Alastor. “Well aren’t you quite the gentleman! Don’t go around stealing my employees, now! Then we’d have a problem.”

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, Rosie. Besides, your darling doe would be in great hands! Isn’t that right, doe?” He asks, smiling down at you.

You stutter, not knowing what to say. They both chuckle before a customer approaches and taps your shoulder, trying to get your attention. You turn around and ask if they needed anything.

“Yes, I was wondering if you could show me where the beautiful scarves are? I saw them around here last week and can’t seem to find them anymore..” They ask.

You agree to help them and take them over to where the scarves were, leaving Alastor and Rosie to talk by themselves. Rosie turns towards Alastor and asks, “Now, be serious, have you seriously taken an interest in her? Or is this some weird thing you’re playing at?”

“It truly wounds me to hear these accusations my dear Rosie! I do think she is quite an interesting thing as much as you may not believe it, it’s true.” Alastor responds, placing his hand on his chest, feigning his feelings of hurt.

“Yes, well it seems that I have to get back to working. It was nice seeing you here again, Alastor! Till next time, dear!” She says before turning around and making her way behind the counter and starting to take orders.

Alastor sees you around the corner of the shelves and makes his way over to you. “Well hello there, doe!” He says, sneaking up behind you and startling you.

You jump, not expecting him to appear out of nowhere. “Is there something you need help with?” You ask softly.

“Can I not talk to my dear doe without needing something?” He teases before continuing. “I just wanted to say my goodbyes to you. Is that so wrong?” He jokes before ruffling your hair, making your ears flop around a bit.

“Oh, in that case goodbye then, Alastor. It was a pleasure meeting you!” You respond, smiling softly towards him.

“Please, the pleasure is all mine. I must be going along now. Don’t miss me too much!” He teases, grinning widely. “Till next time, darling doe.”

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