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#bookstores!! Braindead!
modifiedyincision · 1 year
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I’m constantly eternally forever stuck between “books don’t have to be deep, it’s fine if they’re basic and trope-y, mindless not-especially-deep reading can be fun too” And “If i have to see one more fucking bland—“
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atarathegreat · 4 months
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The Student Worker. Baji Keisuke
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Baji, having not the best history with school and all things intelligence related, was having the worst time going through college. Of course, it was his ultimate goal to become a vet, but right now he just wanted to survive his classes with good grades and a high GPA.
"What books did you need?" And yet he still wished he hadn't brought Chifuyu along for book hunting. "Your papers should have the ISBN, right? Let me see."
Once again Chifuyu was acting like a father taking his kids to buy binders for classes, annoying Baji to his wits end. The wrinkled paper made a racket in the quiet bookshop as he pulled them from his pocket and passed them to Chifuyu. Every year he had the same problem with the books and finding what he needed for each of his classes.
Chifuyu rattled off the numbers to himself, searching the shelf in front of him as he cross referenced the numbers. His whispering blended in with the soft atmosphere of the bookshop, the other people who were also whispering and double checking numbers to be sure they had the right books. Writing, math, even chemistry books were being grabbed left and right by other young adults and even some seniors who grinned to themselves over the victory of finding what they were looking for. Baji hated them, nothing personal on his behalf, he just wished it was so easy for him to buy his materials without needing Chifuyu to hold his hand.
"Hello! Is there anything I can help you find?" The student worker appeared next to them. Stupid, Baji already knew he was stupid, but he'd have to be absolutely braindead not to realize how captivating the girl was. Beautiful hair and bright eyes as she flashed her sunshine and rainbows smile. Her kindness was part of the job, that much Baji was smart about.
"Actually-" "No! No, thank you!" Baji rushed, taking has papers back from Chifuyu, "He doesn't even go here, he's just helping me look for the books, but we've got it, thanks though."
Her laugh was sweet and thick, like Baji's favorite honey brand, "Alright, well, find me if you change your mind."
That wouldn't be happening, but the guys nodded and Baji felt like he could breathe again as she left. For him to be so flustered was strange for Chifuyu to see, especially around a girl. His friend had always been cool, suave even, though he was sure that Baji lacked the ability to make a girl fall for him.
"She's out of your league."
"I know."
"You're blushing."
"I know."
Baji went back to searching for the books listed on his paper, successfully finding three of them before giving up and dragging Chifuyu from the building so he couldn't ask the cute girl for help. It was more than obvious that the girl would know where the books were that Baji needed, but he couldn't take even the idea that she would think he was dumb. Or maybe she would find his idiocy endearing?
Unlikely.
The atmosphere of his home was much different from the campus bookstore. Lighter in the sense that he knew he didn't have to be quiet, and it didn't smell of paper and wooden book shelves. But he preferred the smell of books over the booze that currently tainted the air from his late night celebration of getting through another semester. Hey, he was allowed to be proud of himself for making it through more time in school, so what if he had a few drinks...alone...watching tv. Okay, so he wasn't celebrating and he was just day drinking. Baji felt better saying that he was ringing in the new semester than admitting to himself that he drank a twelve pack by himself. And ate two bags of family sized trail mix. And drank a whole gallon of coffee, or what felt like a gallon. Baji Keisuke was more than aware of his pathetic nature. Drinking alone, eating half his weight in the food in his kitchen, chugging coffee to stay awake, and all because his friends had moved on and had their own lives and families. Yet there he was, living alone and being in college while working part time with Chifuyu and Kazutora, all while needing help with something as simple as finding textbooks.
A light pinging caught Baji's attention, an email popping up on his phone screen from his advisor.
[email protected]: Hello, Baji! Just checking in to make sure you have all the deadlines still, and making sure the hunt for next semesters materials is being fruitful! Don't hesitate to use the many resources around the campus and even off campus!
The advisors cheerful nature only added to his annoyance. First, he rambled and made a fool of himself in front of the girl that he thought was insanely cute, and now he was faced with two links of deadlines that were coming up quick. He'd probably have to suck it up and risk having books late so he could order them online. And he would've risked it if one of his deadlines wasn't in a week.
So Baji sucked it up and took the long drive back to the campus. It was beyond embarrassing for him to walk back into the bookstore, even with his hood up so no one could see his face.
There she was again, her light pink painted lips pouting over her hand as she rested against the welcome desk, ocean eyes calmed from her boredom as she seemingly waited for anything to happen. Here Baji was to be that anything.
"Hey..." Baji slid the paper towards her, a little taken back by how swiftly she grabbed it and looked at his chicken scratch handwriting and scribbles, "I, uhm, need help finding the ones that aren't marked off..."
When she perked up, Baji couldn't help but think she looked like one of the birds at the pet shop. The ones that talk nicely when customers came by, saying, "pretty hair, pretty hair," or "wanna hug?" She was the prettiest damn bird he'd ever laid eyes on. "A couple of these are in our animal sciences, but they aren't on the shelf. I can contact our other campuses and have them here in a couple days if that is fine?" Her tilted head reminded him of the dogs, how they'd beg for people to pick them up and pet and love on them.
"S'fine, thanks." He mumbled with a slight nod. At least he would be getting them before his deadline.
Painted fingernails tapped the paper, "I can get you this one, though. Follow me."
He took the chance to notice her height. She wore flats, which for Baji meant she was practically barefoot, and couldn't hide how tall she was. Her pants were a little tight, accentuating her assets in a way he would only describe as alluring. What? He thought she was deserving of respect and he refused to think wow, nice ass.
Her fingers looked nice as she grabbed the spine of a book, leaning it out before grabbing it and looking in the cover at the numbers printed inside. "So, what are you in classes for?" The softness of her voice startled him a little, "All these animal science, anatomy and surgical books make me think vet, but maybe it's something more specific?"
Fuck, she was observant. "Vet, yeah." Baji grinned a little, his canines flashing at the worker, "Third year."
Chiming bells. That's what her laughter sounded like, "I admire the dedication. I'm going to classes for business."
"Business? Typa business?" Shit! He couldn't even speak properly?! "Business management." She passed the book to his hands, "I'm hoping to run my own shop one day!"
Baji was more focused on making his tongue from the words this time around, "What type of shop, if I can ask?"
"Arts and crafts type of things." And he never would've imagined that red looked so good on her cheeks, "I doodle and make things in my free time, so I figured I might as well make it profitable."
"That's real smart." Baji followed her back to the counter, reading her 'School Life!' T-shirt as she scanned the book.
"Why'd you choose veterinary?" She set the book close to his hand, her eyes trained on where the little receipt would be printed. Baji would have to sign a copy and she'd file it and then he'd get his copy. "I love animals." Was his simple answer that he wished was as deep as hers the second it left his stupid mouth, "I help run a shop with some buddies of mine, though I'm only working part time right now with college."
"You do? Is it around here? What's the name?" Her eagerness was cute, too. So he gave her the name and helped her find the address on Maps before signing the receipt and making his way out to his car.
Baji was many things, but he wasn't a gossip girl. At least, he didn't think he was until he was leaning backwards on the counter at the pet shop while telling Kazutora all about the pretty girl with brains that helped him get his books. Kazutora was rolling his eyes and chuckling, because of course it was Baji who had a crush on some girl that was just trying to do her job. "Let me get this straight; this girl helped you get your text books, you thought she was super cute but now you think she's even more cute?"
"Dude, she's gorgeous!" Baji leaned forward, "She's gorgeous and smart and dresses nice and she wears this really pretty pink lipstick."
"And she's here."
Baji whipped around at the girls voice, turning a deep and dark shade of red before ducking down under the desk to hide. Kazutora rolled his eyes, "What can I do for you, miss?"
And once again it was that chime like laughter that made Baji's heart flutter, "Well, Baji Keisuke was telling me that he worked here, and your website says that visitors can hold the animals."
"You can. I'm sure Baji-" Kazutora kicked him as he spoke, "-wouldn't mind helping you at all. I would, but I love to watch him suffer when he gets caught talking about someone."
She giggled and smiled more than Baji had ever seen before, then again he'd only ever seen her working and behind that counter. Who could smile a lot when they were at work, anyway? Scratch that. Baji would smile about work if it was paying for college, too. She pointed at the cats pen, "Can I hold the calico?"
"Her name is Katara. She can be moody, but mostly she loves scratches right under her chin and on her chest." Baji unlocked the pen and Katara started meowing loudly, "And she's very talkative."
To ignore the redness in his face and forget that everything he had said was heard by the same girl he was talking about was too much to ask of the universe. Because he couldn't get the tingling from his cheeks off his mind and the girl kept chuckling every time she looked at him, as if his embarrassing moment kept playing through her mind. Part of him was relieved she'd heard so know he didn't have to pretend that he was just some weirdo, but now she knew that he thought those things. She knew!
"I don't want you to think I'm weird or anything..." She used a soft voice no matter where she was, it seemed, "But I looked up your campus ID and got your number. I was going to text you and let you know but I thought that would be really weird and that you'd think I was strange so I didn't but I guess showing up at your place of work and telling you this is also kinda weird..."
She rambled just as much as Baji did, and that was almost enough to put him at ease. "It's cool. Just, uh, just text me whenever you want so I have your number, yeah?" Butterflies were flitting around like crazy in his stomach, twisting everything into a knot and pulling it tight.
"I'm Y/n." She pet Katara gently, her light pink fingernails scratching softly under the kitties chin.
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neixins · 2 years
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girl in front of me in line at the bookstore bought a stack of ~tiktok sensations~ and asked for two (2) Plastic bags specifically when they’d fit easier into the paper bags…..braindead behavior
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steamedtangerine · 6 months
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I hear about this Covenant Eyes garbage, and I'm reminded that there are at least four references in the New Testament directly warning about busybodying. Such "shepherding movement" style Evangelicalism smacks of what Jesus warned about Pharisees laying burdens on people. Oh, but we are not supposed to see this for the fascist control tactic that it is....not very good optics here.
It recalls a situation in Detroit back during the George W. Evangelical era (during when violent video games of Left Behind were being promoted and Republicans were half-heartedly propping-up Terri Schiavo's braindead body for a media circus of their pearl-clutching victimhood) when there was this local pastor lurking around the adult bookstores on 8 Mile and taking down license plate numbers of the patrons, investigating them, finding out where they lived, and telling their families where they were going. Yeah, like that isn't obsessive level shit... or some attempt to rattle certain family stability (wow! great "family values" promotions there, Pastor! First off, is this person really trespassing against anyone? Furthermore, if they were, didn't Jesus specifically state that one should approach the trespasser first before taking it to others?).... again, bad optics.
Which begs the question, why some 4Channers are such imperialist supporters of the right when the current Republican speaker of the house would be doing everything they can to shut down their ability to goon around to the extreme porn they are into?
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otherpplnation · 2 years
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795. George Saunders
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can-youimagine · 2 years
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pls motivate me to actually finish a fic
the ones i have started are titled:
we love forced dating
braindead crossover
the rest of work in progress
benny paint
im gonna write a bookstore au so spence
sad tony hours
you belong with me wip
santa hotch
little bear
baby bear (the two should probably be combined)
storm and dark fears
sad boi aaron
morgan kisses
college hotch
You will not be getting clarity on any of these until they are finished
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honeyednights · 3 years
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#i feel so braindead nowadays it’s so annoying and draining#like if i have work i’ll wake up not long before i have to leave go to work get home and have no energy to do anything so i just sit in#front of my computer and watch something and do nothing else and then go to bed too late#like literally feel like i have no bran capacity for anything<3#brain** lmao#also work sucks ass i really can’t wait to get a new one#like having to work at a random shop that you’re not even interested in is just uggggh#can’t wait for when i’m working w smth i’m actually interested in and feel like i’m doing something related to my studies or hobbies#but i applied at a bookstore yesterday!!! and if i get that one i’ll be so incredibly happy and honest to god the day i hand in my#resignation where i work now i’ll have a big celebration aksjsnsn#but yeahh things are just so ugh nowadays and today i got like maybe a bit unreasonably angry#i had plans w my friend to go to a streetmarket today after i finished at work and i was so looking forward to it!! and like idk it#would’ve been so nice to go and get a coffee and look at everything and maybe buy a nice thing#and spend time together#but when i texted her about taking the bus together she was like ‘oh… when does the market close? can we go later i’m so hungover’#and like. i got so annoyed and like we had a plan she knew that yesterday and if she had planned to get wasted yesterday she could’ve maybe#said that today wasn’t a good day for her when we planned to go there or maybe she could’ve not drunk that much alcohol yesterday???#but ofc i can’t tell her i was upset/angry abt it bc i can never tell people when they make me upset w/o me feeling like a terrible person#for being upset w them<3#anyways#brain is not working but i need it to start up again soon bc like i have no idea what i’m doing nowadays and i need to like figure out what#to do after finishing my bachelors next semester to lower my stress levels a tiny bit#but then the stress of not knowing only contributes to my brain shutting off :)#idk idkidk i feel like more of a mess these days than i usually feel
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134340am · 2 years
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i managed to find it a small comic store because i went to the like a chain bookstore and they were sold out but the small comic store had like 10 copies! i almost missed it but this girl was talking loudly about how weird it is that yuuta kisses the curse and i just went !!! THEY HAVE IT !!!
i have curly hair so i thought id be unable to pull them off and the first time i cut them i hated them but i think that was just cuz i was afraid of change
i saw you were writing some yamaguchi!! i love him
🥺🥺sorry ive been a little mia! i missed you too 🥺🥺 - :)
oh! hmmm maybe this means i should start looking at smaller bookstores then also lmfaooo shoutout to miss girl for loudhailing about yuuta kissing curses <3 mvp!!!
omg i've seen so many curly-haired gurlies pull off bangs super duper well tho!!! (& i bet u're one of them) but i don't blame you for feeling kinda ack about it because bangs are hella tricky ; ; they can make such a difference
hehe i lost steam while writing that yams piece so i'm gonna stow it away for another day when i'm not feeling so braindead. the good(?) news is i'm writing for armin now...!
no bubs pls don't apologise if anything i should be apologising for being clingy </3 but also in all seriousness please don't ever feel obliged to come talk to me everyday if you don't want to!!! ; ; i still love n appreciate u all the same heh q(≧▽≦q)
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zot3-flopped · 2 years
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That turkey-brained fhc mod is really a lazy uneducated lump. She and her equally insensitive, dumb, followers are making fun of 1-Harry posting Joan Didion, and 2-Harries saying he has a connection to Joan. With mod saying he "bought one copy" and "never read it." I think that Harry read the book about Joan mourning the death of her husband and found something that helped him with his grief over Robin, as he bought and gave away several copies of The Magical Year Of Thinking. Fans spotted him in a bookstore, the bookstore posted about it, so did update accounts, you can find this info in a two minute google search. How can her anons know the year Olivia graduated, names of her pets, and the last time she farted, but they know nothing about Didion and Harry, if they used to be Harries?
The braindead mod has never been able to accept that he reads books. She was the same with Love Is A Mix Tape.
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bacarasbabe · 3 years
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(idk if you’re still accepting these bc i’m braindead about timezones so if it’s too late, just kick my ass)
Three Things I Look For in a Partner: Open-Mindedness, a Drier Sense of Humor, and a Good Moral Sensibility/Purpose
Two Places I’d Like for a Date: Art/History Museums or Lunch/Bookstore/Antique Shopping Combo
Top Three Emojis: 🤪🐸🌸 (these are just ones I like to use, not necessarily what I consider to be the Best lol)
Things That I’m Afraid Of: Giving Myself Away Too Quickly in a Relationship, Not Being Physically in Control of my Body
Congrats on your milestone bb!!!!!!!!!!💕💕💕💕💕
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burnt-tomato · 4 years
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herro!! can you write hcs for when noya and tendou gets jealous? like what would they be like? I feel like noya would rolling thunder someone’s ass HAHAH
♤: aye thanks for the ask!! Got braindead for a sec and couldn’t answer lmao. Ayt here are your headcannons. Also idk if you meant jealous as if talking to another mAn or jealous of your traits or who you are, so imma do both
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Nishinoya Yuu
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If I were you I wouldn’t make this guy jealous lol
He’s probably jealous of your height let’s face it
Rolling thunder his ass what the hEcC lmao imma try to make that work
Jealous because of you talking to another guy
Noya is really protective of you bc he loves you a lot and is afraid to lose you and probably bc you’re the first and only to return his feelings
Made sure that everyone in the school class knew about your relationship. Yes even the team.
When a guy talks to you, let it be classmates, a friend or your brother bc why the hell not right? He will gLARE at them
Let’s say the 2 of you are in the same class. You were paired with a random guy for a partner project, and this rose a huge red flag for Noya
During class you and let’s name the random guy A, A had to sit next to eachother bc teacher's rules suck. You were wAy to0 cl0se to eachother, according to Noya's rules and regulations. More glaring yay.
You and A seem very… mmmmm friendly lol and Noya is n0t enjoying this
♤: aye sorry for cutting this but ya think Noya likes his girlfriend, if he gets one, more than Asahi and Kiyoko? My AsaNoya heart
Even when the project ended, you and A wanted to get to know eachother and be friends for plot and I’m pretty sure Noya is about to rolling thunder his ass
♤: not sure if noya is the threatening kind tho
Smashes down your door violently pulls you outside of class and to a corner ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). "Y/n... You better not tell me that you're planning to leave me for someone else.." "Yuu, why the hell would I do that? I only wanted to be friends with him because he's actually nice." "But I- sorry y/n. I'm just afraid of losing you." *hug hug cUdDlE hug because I can't describe scenarios like this lol*
Jealous because of someone flirting with you
There was this one particular guy who kept on looking at you and when you'd look back, he'd smile. Noya noticed this and let it slide for a few times, but that didn't last long. He soon felt itchy and bothered that someone's looking at you with a smile all the time.
He isn't quiet about it either. Everyday after class the guy staring at you (let's name him B) would wave his hand at you and say stuff like "see you tomorrow y/n" or when you and Noya arrive together at class he's be all "good morning y/n! Beautiful as ever!" And hoo boy Noya isn't happy. He would always say "Fuck off, you bastard. She's taken." And B will just belp at both of you.
Noya always tried to tackle the guy, but you always stopped him from doing so. Even if he wants to kill the guy or shout at him so bad, you keep reminding him to control his emotions. Idk if I were the girl i would offer Noya to double team B lol.
But hoo boy he cannot do that. B tool it to the next level and Noya couldn't keep it all in anymore.
It happened during a school day. Classes just ended and Noya told you to go on ahead and he'll just catch up, but just as you got out the door, B gripped you by the arm and pulled you by the door.
*peptalking my self* Ok Vy you can do this. You just have to make it look like B did a smooth move there even if you're bad with dialogues
"Hey hey y/n, you've been avoiding me for a long time now, and it's getting on my nerves." He whispers unto your ear. Noya hurry tf up your bae be in trouble. He places his thumb and index finger on your chin lifting it up and you can smell what he ate this morning
Ok Vy you can do this. "Look, I don't know if you're ignoring me because of that tiny guy, but I'll tell you now that he isn't good for you and you're too good for someone like him. You deserve someone better. Yknow, some like... me?" He smirks. You are hella disgusted
Who is this Bimbo trashtalking Noya. "So, y/n, could you be kind enough to give me your number and address~`>~~<~•||•《•¤○《•" wow I can't do this.
For a split second, you felt a hand travel to your back collar pulling to aside, revealing Noya, who was glaring daggers at B, while B was still smirking
"Hey hey now junior student, I was talking to y/n here, and you just disturbed our conversation." "Did I really? Oh sorry, but can I inform you that she's taken, nd if you want to leave school alive, you better step away now and never talk to her again." Noya says, trying his hardest to keep his composure and not lose control
"Geez fine already. You don't have to throw a fit about it. She wasn t worth my time anyways." He says walking away waving his right hand. "What did that bastard say about yo-?" You pulled Noya back. "It's fine now. He's gone." Noya was still frustrated, and you tried to cool him off.
*insert hugs and other stuff bc I'm uncomfortable writing those lolllll* you both go to the gym, and Noya forgot about what he was mad about as soon as he was playing and saw Kiyoko
Bonus
You're jealous of Kiyoko and Asahi bc even if Noya is dating you now, he still goes crazy over Kiyoko and hangs out around Asahi all the time lol
Tendou Satori
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This is definitely someone I won't get jealous
Very underrated boy I love him
Jealous because of you talking to another guy
The time this happened was when you 2 were at the bookstore for the weekly jump. He left you for a while to look for the book while you hung around the novel books that you're probably not interested in
You saw a book that you got interested in, but was too high bc u short. You struggled reaching it, then goes a guy (I'll name him C). He reached the book for you and you bowed to thank him.
"Oh [ insert book title ]? You read that?" He asks. "Not really, it just looked interesting." You said. You both started chatting about that book, and then switched to your hobbies and other stuff.
Then Tendou comes. He wraps his lanky arm around you, forcing you to move back. And you're literally in a book section, so it's probably cramped. He looks at the guy, well, looking d0wn bc he t0l as hEcC.
"Eehh? So you're the guy I heard talking to y/n.. You better not be planning things to do to her, if you are you better prepare to go through me." The guy apologizesand waves you goodbye
"Satori, we were just talking about stuff we had similarities on.. He wasn't hitting on me." You say. "Oh? I guess my guess blocking only works on volleyball and not outside huh.. well anyway have you seen this week's jump? It's really interesting and has this-" starts rambling about the weekly jump. You were surprised yet used to this. Him being mad at first, then quickly turns back to normal when talking to you.
Jealous because of someone flirting with you
Mm m m m m m mm m mmm
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I just like making use of the fact he loves reading the weekly jump and is in the bookstore whenever he isn't playing volleyball
You were both at the mall to shop for something ᕕ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ and you both stopped for a bit in the bookstore. You hung out by the entrance while Tendou went inside bc he takes a hell lot of time lol.
You were minding your own business playing on your phone when this random guy walked up to you and pressed a finger on your phone, lowering it (let's name the guy D( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"Hey hey beautiful~~~□•□•□•□□•□ [♤: I'm getting the big cringe lol]. Would you mind me asking for your number?" He asks with a smirk. You didn't know how to response or how to react during that time so you stood frozen, tilting your head to your left. You shook your head, signaling a 'no', but the guy insisted. He kept whispering (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง and that made you really uncomfortable [♤: ew.]
You felt the door you had your hand on move away, then the next thing you knew, a tall lanky guy stood next to You, keeping his line of vision on D.
They started arguing, D protesting that you 2 were just having a friendly conversation. "Look, from inside, it was obvious that you were flirting with MY y/n. She shook her head multiple times and it was given that she was uncomfortable. So if you KINDLY would move away from her and never come back, that would really be appreciative." He says
You heard D make a 'tch' sound and walked away with a frustrated expression.
"You didn't really know that he was flirting huh? If it was obvious you could be come sooner." "Sorry the last time I butted in with your conversation with a guy I was mistaken, so I decided to make sure first." He said with a smile scratching the back of his head.
You 2 were about to leave when the shop owner said "Sir you will have to pay for that." Tendou was about to pay when he saw what happened. He laughed a little and went back inside apologizing.
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♤: I'm getting more inactive lmao But I'm still answering asks. Feel free to send in reqs for headcannons, scenarios and oneshots. The askbox is always open lol ̿'̿'\̵͇̿̿\З=( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)=Ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿
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howieabel · 4 years
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Pour your own wine but pour me some more, it’s high time you learnt to do your own chores, you can’t spend your whole life lost in bookstores, young poet – stop running from life. Earn your own money if you want to explore, forget all the dreams you harboured before, ambition is all you need anymore, young poet – where is your drive? Pour your own wine and if empty pour more, smoke dozens of cigarettes or visit drug stores, and when you’re braindead, just go screw our whores, young poet – you need a wife. Take out our rubbish and fight in our wars, work day-in and day-out while scrubbing our floors, and never question what you’re living for, young poet – it’s time to wake up. Wear a smart suit to enter our doors, know when to smile, when to bow and keep score, until you’re a grovelling two-faced bore, young poet – grow up.
Howie Abel, Pour your own wine
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Today I was reading and walking on my way to work and a woman said to her daughter (but in a way that I was clearly meant to hear her), “Oh look! A person walking with a book, and not a phone! What an unfamiliar sight!” ✨✨✨ I ignored her. It got on my nerves. First of all, I had my phone in my purse counting my steps for PokémonGo. But second of all, people continue to spread this false and annoying idea that the rise of technology is in direct and disastrous correlation with the fall of the book. Millennials don’t read. They don’t go to libraries or bookstores. They look at their phones and play silly games and go braindead. ✨✨✨ Did you know that when the novel first became popular, intellectual men were worried that women wouldn’t be able to tell fact from fiction, and that obsession with novels would cause them to withdraw from the real world? ✨✨✨ People have not stopped reading. I run my blog, which is about reading and walking, primarily through my phone. I read a 150 books a year and just finished a novel and am about to start another one, all in addition to a full-time job, and I check my social media channels a /lot/. I do this partially because a lot of the great intellectuals, poets, novelists, and essayists of our age can be found on social media. I do it to stay connected to my personal and literary worlds. And yet I read. Plenty. ✨✨✨ It’s hard to read and walk. I can guarantee half of those people walking around holding their phones have books in their bag. I can guarantee that all people walking around holding a book have their phones in their bag. Stop putting technology and books into this persistent, false opposition. ✨✨✨ 
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twiststreet · 7 years
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Gantz: 0 (2016): Stuck at work -- needed some noise while I did some typing, and I found Gantz sitting on Netflix, which kinda took me back.  Gantz is this r-rated Japanese comic that ... it really hit me in a particular way when I found it and it’s something I just got a lot of affection for being ... so purely what it is....? 
I mean... how do you even describe Gantz... Well, it’s immensely popular-- I went to Japan, and bookstores, they’d always have a little Gantz area-- they were moving some Gantz over there. But Gantz is a comic about how violent media desensitizes its young audience, except according to Gantz, that’s awesome because it’ll make alienated young people super-good at killing monsters.  So it’s explicitly about these very alienated and selfish young people, who get in this dumb, elaborate science fiction scenario that’s just a paper-thin excuse for them to murder/be-murdered for hundreds of pages at a time.  But if it’s judging those characters, it’s doing it only in the most superficial way possible because the rest of the time, it’s just like “isn’t this awesome they don’t care about anything hahahaha.”  So it’s constantly presenting the worst characters and then (a) killing them or (b) showing them killing shit or (c) sex stuff.
Because on their off hours, the Gantz characters just start fucking...?  Because of the stress of fighting Hollywood-movie-inspired monsters.  And that part gets pretty dirty because you know, the Japanese have their whole thing going on.  And then one of the characters snaps and just does a mass shooting-- and there’s no aliens, it’s just that character wandering around shooting innocent people...?  For what I think were hundreds of pages.  I stopped reading when the Reservoir Dogs Vampires showed up.  But the whole thing is just ... intensely amoral but in such an intensely snickering adolescent way, that it’s like... It’s hard to get upset about because it’d be like getting upset about a 13 year old spraypainting a middle finger onto their belly.  Like, you’d just look at that and be like ... “oh, gantz-- why’d you use spraypaint?  Couldn’t you just have sent your principal a sternly worded email?  Oh Gantz, you're too stupid to hate.”   Like, I remember being really amused by it, but you know, past a certain point not needing to read it anymore.  
It’s also kinda weird-looking because the guy who makes it was an early adopter of CGI stuff, like Poser or whatever, which he then reduces to 2-d -- so it has this look that other comics don’t.  That’s not exactly what you’d call “Good” but that kind of fits into the overall... the overall Gantz “what if Hollywood made a big budget movie for braindead teens who are *only* into tits and violence and having boners” experience.  (Which: you know, I admire that Gantz is just unapologetically that, and not pretending to be about America or themes or some shit, like some delusional American comic-- gantz is violence-porno-for-the-shittiest-teen-boys, without a Marvel comic’s delusions of grandeur...).
Anyways, this movie’s got the same thing where it’s hyper-realistic CGI, but it’s that for... for dumb-ass Gantz, instead of talking toys or whatever?  I mean, they spent some money on this thing though!  The movie doesn’t really capture what made the comic so gripping for me because it’s not about the pretty awful main character-- it’s about a do-gooder character who gets murdered pretty early on in Gantz, instead (themes!), so the comic can focus more on the shitty main character. So it’s a movie about how you should do the right thing, which is very not-Gantz to me (or Gantz only got anywhere near there after a lot of bad behavior in my memory).  And it just does one of the Gantz fights, so it doesn’t show the Gantz people on their off hours, where things really get weird.  I can’t recommend it but I can’t recommend Gantz because it’s like, that’d be a weird thing to recommend to someone.  
I can’t recommend being a 13 year old boy, either, you know?  That’s a bad beat.
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howieabel · 4 years
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Pour your own Wine (a poem by Howie Abel)
Pour your own wine but pour me some more, it’s high time you learnt to do your own chores, you can’t spend your whole life lost in bookstores, young poet – stop running from life. Earn your own money if you want to explore, forget all the dreams you harboured before, ambition is all you need anymore, young poet – where is your drive? Pour your own wine and if empty pour more, smoke dozens of cigarettes or visit drug stores, and when you’re braindead, just go screw our whores, young poet – you need a wife. Take out our rubbish and fight in our wars, work day-in and day-out while scrubbing our floors, and never question what you’re living for, young poet – it’s time to wake up. Wear a smart suit to enter our doors, know when to smile, when to bow and keep score, until you’re a grovelling two-faced bore, young poet – grow up. Howie Abel Support Howie Abel on Patreon, join our community for poetry and perks: https://www.patreon.com/HowieAbel
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howieabel · 7 years
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Pour your own wine 
Pour your own wine but pour me some more, it’s high time you learnt to do your own chores, you can’t spend your whole life lost in bookstores, young poet – stop running from life.
Earn your own money if you want to explore, forget all the dreams you harboured before, ambition is all you need anymore, young poet – where is your drive?
Pour your own wine and if empty pour more, smoke dozens of cigarettes or visit drug stores, and when you’re braindead, just go screw our whores, young poet – you need a wife.
Take out our rubbish and fight in our wars, work day-in and day-out while scrubbing our floors, and never question what you’re living for, young poet – it’s time to wake up.
Wear a smart suit to enter our doors, know when to smile, when to bow and keep score, until you’re a grovelling two-faced bore, young poet – grow up.
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