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Threading in Invercargill, New Zealand | Flawless Beauty
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disintegreate · 1 year
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⋆。˚⋆。 ⋆⭒˚꩜ GLOOMY RED ꩜⋆。 ⋆⭒˚⋆⭒˚
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witchrealms · 1 year
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tweetingukpolitics · 4 months
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pastacatprod · 2 months
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Fully tooting my own horn here: I'm generally great at the physical tasks involved in a service position. Making food and drinks? Sorting boxes? Cleaning up a stockroom? Fuckin love that shit. And I'm efficient as fuck.
Now to break that horn I just dun tooted: None of that matters because small talk with customers? Maintaining a positive, friendly, helpful demeanor while performing aforementioned physical tasks with efficiency? Awful. I suck so much. It's the worst.
Every day I have to juggle both sides of this and every day I have internal panic attacks and float out of my body for a bit.
This, unfortunately, means I kind of suck at customer service, but no one seems to notice because I'm efficient.
Dream world: I get to hang out in a back area where I'm not perceived by anyone and sort things and make stuff while listening to music, while the extroverted people who are great at talking to people but kinda bad at the physical tasks hang out in the front and deal with all the people and their problems.
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merrick-of-violet · 8 months
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He’s spent the entirety of his life dedicated to the royal family, revoking his title and descending his entire life dedicated to the only heir to the throne. Murdock was the primary guard to the princess, escorting her wherever she wanted. It was what he was made to do, and he read out that oath to her. On one knee, surrounded by a handful of guards and of course her. “..and strength to remain her willing servant.”
Decorated in ceremonial armour, it gleams off the candlelight of the room. Murdock stays kneeling, his head bowed as he waits for her approval. Weighed down by the layers of armour across his back, pressing hard against the fresh tattoo promising his allegiance for the rest of his life.
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Merrick wasn't a stranger to being in the presence of knights. Great warriors who swore oaths to protect her family along with those who could not protect themselves. Having one kneeling before her, swearing to protect her specifically with his life if he had to was something else entirely.
It's in the oath he speaks so reverently; he is to serve her as she sees fit until she's the ruler of the land and even thereafter. Such devotion. Warmth flushes to her face for whatever reason, hopefully hidden by the light blush she is wearing already.
Another guard presents her with an ornate shortsword, a weapon that has been in her family for generations. As she was shown to do, she gently taps the knights right shoulder and then the left. "I accept your oath of service as my sworn protector, Sir Knight," she responds, her voice sweet and gentle. "You may rise."
Once the sword is carefully handed off, she clasps her gloved hands in front of herself. Rare and beautiful amethyst eyes watch Murdock closely with a faint smile. While a bow is out of the realm of what is normal for someone of her position, she does greet him with a nod of her head once he rises.
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isa-ah · 2 months
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yall ever end up thinking back on periods of ur life and ur like. bro what
#so i dropped out of school at like 13/14 to be home fulltime to take care of my grandparents yeah yeah whtever#whats insane is remembering that when i was 15 my mom tried to arrange a marriage for me with some guy who was in his early 20s#he was the deacons EXTREMELY autistic son and we had spoken like. 3 times. it had been fine like he was pretty cool#but like. she talked me into tentatively agreeing with her. she went to talk to the deacon and everything about it#fucking hello? hello? taps the mic isaiah southern baptist child bride real?#that always pulls the same thread in my brain of how my grandparents died only a month or so apart#so the pastor had just finished doing my grandmas memorial service when we asked him to do the funeral service to bury them both together#and the first thing out of his fucking mouth was 'hah wow didnt expect to see all of you again so soon!'#and that pavilion was SILENT. besides like someone sniffling#awkward fuckhead piece of shit that guy sucked#yk he once threw away what he had written all his notes to preach on bc a gay couple had just moved to the area and wanted to try our churc#so he spent the whole time ranting about how gay people go to hell instead and they left in the middle of it crying#hell on earth.#my mom convinced him to start a school thru the church and i dont think ANY of their teachers went to college besides literally 1#bc she had just retired from the local middle school and had the free time to participate#but then i guess it all just comes back around#my brother graduated from there and became a ta when he was 18 and started dating a 14/15yo so#genuinely so glad i got the fuck outta there#what a nightmare that town was. christ
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citrusfield · 3 months
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“you’re being awfully quiet today… i’m not sure if i should be suspicious or worried.”
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chasingtitans · 3 months
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Life, in some respects, moves slower in Port Townsend. It actually helps, more than Keiko would have ever expected it to. Especially on the worst days - ones when she feels near-consumed by everything that has changed in her absence; everything she'd lost in a heartbeat, everything she's still trying to find.
One of those respects is certainly in the work at Mick's. It's already been a slow few hours, slow enough that Mick had stepped out and left her alone to watch the shop, when Keiko finally hears a customer enter. Mid-restocking, she doesn't bother to actually look when she begins to recite the line well-rehearsed enough to overcome her aversion to dealing with strangers: "Tragic Mick's, let me know if I can help -"
When she finally turns around, her expression drops mid-greeting, carefully crafted neutrality souring into blatant annoyance. Of every damn person in this town, it has to be them? "- you." // @auras3ye + plotted starter!
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nurseguillermo · 10 months
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WHERE: Eagan and Mo's House WHO: Eagan ( @endlessreruns)
Mo grunted as he set Eagan down on the couch, setting up a couple pillows under their bag leg. He'd never been more grateful for his job, considering he'd carried people at work all the time, it hadn't been much of difference to do the same for her. "Aight, you actually hungry? This stuff is suppose to go down better with food, sandwich is on the table but no chips. Knightley said you gotta eat at least something that's natural color, like carrots."
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liyazaki · 1 year
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#rare purely gratuitous breakdown incoming#is anyone else suddenly hanging on by their last remaining thread or is it just me?#people are being massacred#every hour brings another unconscionable horror#meanwhile#i’m dealing w/ a human crisis on a much smaller level (but serious) at work#& it involves people who are extremely underserved & out of options#we’re doing our damndest to fill in the gaps where the pathetically dismal social services in this country are failing#but we also have to enforce policies for everyone’s sake#all while we’re running on a skeleton crew & the issues keep mounting#i’m taking on as extra responsibilities as i possibly can b/c my staff are working their asses off as it is#i’m reaching a point where i want to jump ship#join the soulless us corporate landscape for self preservation#which feels selfish as *fuck*#i wanted to do good work- meaningful work#but we’re not equipped to help these people#it’s becoming harder & harder not to lapse into full-on nihilistic resignation#& to feel like it’s all an exercise in futility- drowning people trying to save drowning people#& all this- & all the suffering & uncertainty i see in my country in general#while countless people across the ocean who i’ll never be able to help are dying#& i know tomorrow will come (one way or the other) & this won’t always feel like this b/c it can’t#but this is one of those rare times i feel scraped clean- nothing left to give#i’m tired to my bones- full up w/ grief & guilt#& all i want to do is weep under the covers & wake up to a not-nightmare world#that only seems to take & take & take#personal#mor rambles
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phorest · 2 years
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witchrealms · 1 year
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tweetingukpolitics · 4 months
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bevanne46 · 4 months
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Food for thought here. If you do not delint regularly around your bobbin area - about every two full bobbins worth of sewing, the lint travels into the sewing machine gears and electronics. Here is one such machine that was used for a couple years without a regular maintenance by a professional. And please, for the sake of your machine, never use canned air to get the lint out, it just drives it deeper into the main mechanics/electronics of the machine 🙂 I was never taught this so never had my machine cleaned in the 23 years I had it. It probably looked like this when I gave it away. I clean my new machine with a small hand-held vacuum and pipecleaners often and I take it in for service once a year.
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rinnysmuses · 15 days
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Is tumblr on desktop having issues lol? Or just the web version in general]
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