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#how friendly and hospitable
tinylongwing · 3 months
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A true story:
Nighttime on Rota. It's very dark out. I begin to hear scratching at my hotel door.
I ignore it, but it continues. Eventually I decide I have to know what it is so I cautiously open up while keeping the chain in the door lock, ready to block the opening if it's a rat or feral dog.
I look down. And down a little bit more.
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... Oh, good evening, sir! Yes, everything is fine here, thank you!
Just your friendly local hotel crab 🦀(Cardisoma carnifex, brown land crab)
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calamitys-child · 5 months
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Sometimes I forget I'm perceived and known by people and sometimes I get to my favourite bar for their pub quiz and they've reserved us a table without us asking cause they know we're quiz regulars and they like chatting with us and my tiny calloused heart grows four sizes
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tuhbanbuv · 7 months
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Ok so let me cook--
I had this idea of making like animatics or scripts for a more PG-13 to Mature reboot of the original EWJ cartoon, and one idea of mine revolves around Psycrow getting a redemption arc...or just an episode. Yeah.
Basically during a battle with Jim he has a health scare, and thankfully while it comes up as nothing, Psycrow gets a grim warning that if he doesn't change his ways he's as good as dead, so he seeks Jim's help to become a superhero like him and give up his bounty-hunter career for good. Hijinks ensue as per usual.
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malaak · 21 days
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thinking about friendship and community as concepts vs reality thinking abt how I have less friends now than I did last year but I'm way more social and open with people now and I'm also more inclined to ask ppl around me for help with certain things and repaying them i.e. someone asks me to help clean up their new apartment and in exchange I get to keep whatever junk I like that I found in the process or someone cuts/styles my hair and I bake them sth etc. and it's weird bc I don't consider these people friends yet if I describe my relationship with them it ends up sounding way too transactional and impersonal than it actually is. and I sometimes also feel bad that I'm "using" ppl while not thinking of them as friends or wanting to deepen our bonds but I also know that im NOT using them? I think? im just finding myself in a strange place bc of my dynamic w ppl around me lately
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bibleofficial · 2 months
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leaving the hospital in the morning & i finally get to go back to wales & i can’t wait i rly can’t - the belgians i’ve met have been wonderful [for the most part] but the rape has me panicking even seeing the roads and the buildings
#diary#literally everyone else was wonderful except for the HOTEL EMPLOYEES THAT REFUSED TO HELP ME FIND MY WAY BACK TO THE HOSTEL & THE GUY THAT#DENIED HAVING A PHONE TO SHOW ME A MAP AFTER THE RAPE#shoutout to school children love yall so much they’re so polite & also the amazing older DJ that was talking to us at the irish pub prior to#us going back to the hostel & me leaving w the tall friendly man - i’ve his number & i told him i was going to text him bc he was going to#host an underground rave at an abbey but couldn’t make it bc i’ve been in the hospital since monday#i’ll come back to ghent sometime - i just need to. get over the trauma lol#i still have his number ! he rolled a j w me - he’s such a saint#i’m just a chatter i love talking to people despite being introverted#i wouldn’t go OUT OF MY WAY TO SPEAK but if they come up to ME i’m WELL OPEN#which he did he’s so sweet & also the old homosexuals i was smoking w & gave me info on the drug culture here bc i was curious & also the#tall belgian that took me to those few bars & we chatted abt belgium and how ghent is changing#i wish i were able to actually continue w the rest of our group for the site visit but honestly it#it just wasn’t going to happen#i can’t even go back to the hostel without shaking and panicking#my darlings kp & omar know everything & everything is ok i love them so much - the group we are w have all been wonderful bar like the 4#that made their own clique but they’re all boring anyway so they can fuck off lol#THE OTHER 9 ….. STAN#well 7 bc omar & kp i alrdy stan & they know#i’m just telling everyone it was an assault and robbery bc everyone knows something is up bc i walked into the hostel at 9a & nobody knew#where i was bc my phone was dead & i couldn’t tell anyone & also i was probably drugged honestly#i don’t even know my guess is rohypnol#god fuck that guy fuck that guy so much oh my god i swear if i see him again …. bro ur not living im not afraid of european prison in the#fuckin slightest i don’t give a shit
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mkzmerryfriend · 10 months
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You misunderstand the reason tumblr works: we do not want to be presented with content that is high quality and will keep our attention. This is a blogging website, for casual blogging. We need features that help the casual blogging experience, not the social media experience.
If you add an algorithm to tumblr all you will do is make the user base feel less in control of their content and their experience, which should be your goal. If you try to accommodate everyone, you will alienate everyone. Do not make tumblr more like twitter. Do not make it more like reddit. Do not use other sites as blueprints.
This site is one of the last holding onto a semblance of user-friendliness, and to be more like other sites is to lose that user-friendliness.
You say certain things are confusing to new users. That is a good thing. It should be a learning curve, where they get to learn how to use it and have it be notably different from other sites. This is called individuality and for a thing like tumblr it is so goddamn important.
You will lose so many by assimilating into the expected visual and technical functions of other sites that are hostile toward casual users. I've been here for years, and I will keep coming back as long as tumblr retains the thing I love about it, which is that I can choose what shows up on my dashboard and keep things I don't want to see off of it. There are other ways to keep this site running, you are simply looking for the easiest. You are going to fail if you go the easy route. Please proceed with caution.
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clawsextended · 5 months
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i wanna remind everyone it’s just tumblr rp, greg.
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blujayonthewing · 5 months
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[aubree voice] I got LAID because I'm NICE
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gingeremu · 1 year
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The worst thing happened today and I am so fucking embarrassed. So I’m going home tomorrow which means I had to get my catheter out. Kinda uncomfortable but nothing these nurses haven’t seen before. They ask if they can use the opportunity to teach one of the aides how to remove them and I was like “yeah I’m all for that!” Because I fucking am
The two come in and as they have me spread my legs and start working on deflating the head of the catheter they have a revaluation. “Wait your last name is lastname does that mean you are momsname daughter??? Oh my gosh we love her and talk to her all the time”. Now I’m uncomfortable, but again it’s their job so I’m not too weirded out. They finally get the catheter out and as they do the nurse holds up the end and is showing the whole mechanism- with a giant bloody chunk on the tube. What?
Frantic, I grab a tissue and wipe at my crotch only to come back covered in blood. Oh. Oh god no. I had started my period two weeks early. My body had gone through so much stress and trauma in just two weeks and it had jump started my period. And it had started the moment that my nurses had pulled out my catheter as they talked about how much they loved my mother.
And to make matters worse? My friend was right outside the door waiting for things to be over so she could come back in.
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brittlebutch · 3 months
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actually, much to think about re: Brian's relationship with Tim and Jay's relationship with Tim being complete mirrors of each other
#N posts stuff#people are seemingly a Lot more willing to criticize Brian than they are willing to criticize Jay but it's important to note they both Suck#which is to say: Brian starts out working WITH Tim - regardless of how you necessarily interpret Tim's relationship with like#memory and agency it's obvious that in Season One and Two the two of them were Partners that worked Together#in fact Tim does most of the heavy lifting in Season One -- he's not Just a passively manipulated pawn; he is a Partner#BUT after they get separated by Operator-Related Memory Loss and After Brian finds Tim's medical records that prove that#HE was the 'source' of the whole mess - Brian switches to only really Using Tim as a means to an end#HOWEVER; every early interaction Jay has with Tim before Entry63 (after Brian pushes them together) is an interaction#where Jay is Using Tim as a means to an end -- from the interview in Season One to stalking Tim in season Three to manipulating#Tim into going out to the Hospital with him to uploading Tim's medical records publicly - Jay is Using Tim as a means to an end#Jay isn't explaining himself or being open in ways that let Tim have any agency in what they're doing; and then it's AFTER#their relationship intersects with Brian's machinations that Tim is informed enough to enter a begrudging partnership with Jay#After which they become more friendly -> it's like a complete mirror image; fascinating#you Could argue that Brian's actions are more 'dangerous' given the theft of Tim's meds & passive surveillance of his seizure#BUT like. is it? bc Jay is manipulating Tim to go to these trauma-infused locations when JAY knows that there are Numerous#external threats to their safety that he actively hides from Tim. and also if Tim was a real person then doxxing him could have#not only had tangible consequences for Tim's like. employment. but under the diegetic presence of the YT Channel then also#his privacy and Safety from the Audience that jay has amassed which Jay ALSO doesn't tell Tim about#mh lb
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You know. Maybe it should have been an indicator how this year was gonna go for me when not even an hour in my teacher delivered harrowing news to me and then every fucking good thing that happens now is getting served with a larger course meal of bs.
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i watched My Neighbor Totoro for the first time, here's my chronological viewing experience:
woo-hoo! dusty old japanese house with japanese architectural details aplenty
these kids got some ENERGY my goodness
family dynamic's adorable. peak quality dad humor
kids: our house is haunted. parents: that's so cool!
hell yeah, wrinkled old lady rep. we need more friendly old women with potato faces and warts like storybook witches. the backbone of society, these ladies
Plot Summary: Small Child Bothers Local Wildlife
sacred tree sacred tree sacred tree
Introducing Totoro! nobody said this fucker's got TEETH???
Uh-Oh! Inadequate Parental Supervision Detected
(you misplaced your four year old! you're not supposed to do that)
4-year-old: i met a magic forest spirit. dad: oh shit fr?
4-year-old: *angrily hugs sister* missed u bitch
this small child has a smile like a toad. like a really really cute toad. like the cutest toad in all existence. i love her she's perfection please just let this child be happy
rice paddies are so pretty....so back breaking....rice is such a prissy crop
*my crush is stranded in a rainstorm* takethisumbrellait'syoursnowBYE *runs away in panic im so good at flirting*
Giant Chinchilla Learns To Hold Umbrella, Is Fucking Delighted By Experience
take this, it will help you on your quest! *hands u trail mix wrapped in a leaf*
LO-FI HIP HOP STUDY LIST!
crouching down to peer at dirt--A++ top notch foundational childhood experience
mom has a big ass forehead
honey! the chinchillas are performing Rituals in the backyard again
help yeah let's jack and the bean stalk this shit
huh so we're all just climbing aboard the giant chinchilla's tiddies now ok
class trip!
the pure adrenaline of Vegetable Gardening
no! the small child is crying! she is bawling her eyes out. no no no. i can't cope with this. emotionally i cannot cope 🥺🥺🥺
i've only had Mei one hour but if anything happens to her i will raze this earth and everyone on it
please someone make this small child smile again
oh no the tall child is crying too
i can't take this. my heart can't take this.
i need a drink
small child running determined to deliver magic veggies to the hospital. this kid is my hero
she is also unsupervised. so, so unsupervised
babe you are FOUR
godDAMMIT ghibli, you cannot give me watercolor sunsets while a small child is missing. u are killing me. my heart is giving out. this is me, experiencing heart failure.
Totoro to the rescue!
no wait CATBUS to the rescue!
i admit i initially thought the cat was a creep. alice in wonderland prejudiced me. i have revised my notions of smiling cats
i've decided the cat is a metaphor for the magic of a robust public transport system
MEI'S OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and so is mom. she's a lovely lady im sorry for what i said about her forehead. it's a noble forehead.
happy ending YES bitch!!!!!!
ok. ok ok ok. that was magical.
(as a first-time adult viewer i was worried i wouldn't be able to Access the Magic. but i could and i did and it was incredible. that was culture. that was ART. joy distilled into animated form. holy rites of childhood. i understand now. how glorious, this world we grow out of. how full of marvels. i'm going outside to smell grass and sun and get dirt under my fingernails. miraculous.)
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Royal National, Imperial, Tavistock, Bedford, President, Morton and Holiday Inn Hotels Awarding 2023
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killinfate · 6 months
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MORNINGS. (spoilers)
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(found the gif on pinterest but the link said it was from tumblr and idk the acc that posted so if anyone knows lmk pls!)
MIKE SCHMIDT X READER
— AFTER THE INTERESTING EXPERIENCE AT FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZERIA, MIKE’S LIFE WAS COMING TOGETHER.
Mike’s younger sister Abby remained in his custody, William was dead, Vanessa was receiving treatment in hospital, his mind was no longer plagued with the same repetitive nightmare and he’d finally gotten another job with no hiccups so far. He’d also got you.
You stayed over frequently and Abby adored you. You originally began as her babysitter, living conveniently next door. Mike asked you to babysit her and the two of you grew closer from then on yet there was attraction evident between each interaction. It was only until Mike’s experience at the pizzeria was when he finally spoke upon his interest in you, his near death experience making him more decisive and slightly more confident than he was before.
Luckily, this new job required no night shifts. However, he did have to wake early.
The alarm clock chimed at 6 o,clock sharp and he groaned, reaching over to the alarm clock to turn it off with his free arm, the other arm firmly wrapped around you.
He sighed before bringing his head back down to rest against the pillow and hold you closer, wrapping both his arms around you now. One of your legs rested over his waist and your arms rested loosely at his sides. Mike never pictured himself in love or to find it; never finding himself social enough to do so. You were his neighbour and he was obligated to be friendly to you in a sense but to develop a relationship with you was completely different.
He slowly opened his eyes, his hand coming to caress your hair. Your brows furrowed and your eyes remained closed, slightly annoyed he’d woken you up.
“Just because you’re in work early doesn’t mean I am.” You mumbled. A quiet laugh left Mike’s lips and his eyes widened slightly. “Damn, didn’t think you’d be that grumpy about it.” He replied, his voice slightly hoarse and sleepy.
“I wanted to say bye before I go.” Mike tells you, waiting for your eyes to open.
“Well goodbye.” You groan, turning over and leaving Mike’s embrace, your back now facing him. He sighed before wrapping his arm around your waist once more and laying closer to you. He sat up a little, enough to lean over and press a tender kiss behind your ear and neck. For someone who had lacked in relationships and physical touch he surely knew how to show affection.
“That was a shitty goodbye.” He tells you and a smile graces your lips at the disappointment evident in his voice.
“Come on.” He tugged at your shoulder lightly. You turned over and now lay on your back. Your eyes opened and met Mike’s deep brown ones. He was propped up on his arms, leaning slightly over you.
He looked to you, a soft smile on his lips before he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. Your eyes closed once more slowly and your hands came to caress his face, your fingers gently running over his cheeks. His hand brushed past the shirt you wore, coming to rest on your waist and his thumb traced circles into your skin.
The two of you kissed for a while, your lips kissing every inch of his; it’s what he craved every morning. Reluctantly, Mike pulled away from the kiss and leaned back to look at you.
“I love you.” He told you quietly. It’d taken him a while to say and he still didn’t feel entirely comfortable saying it but he wanted you to know he meant it.
“I love you too, but you’re gonna be late.” You say with a laugh. Mike averts his gaze to the clock and sighs before leaning down and giving you one more quick chaste kiss.
“Alright, alright. Remember Abby’s—“ you finished his sentence, knowing the usual routine. “—Abby’s lunch and she needs to be at school by eight thirty, I know.”
You usually looked after Abby in the mornings and whenever you could which helped Mike a lot and he appreciated you for it. “Thank you.” He tells you, giving your waist a light squeeze before letting go of it and getting out of bed.
He got dressed and you curled up in bed once more, shutting your eyes and turning away from the window where light streamed through the curtains. Mike looked back at you and walked over, leaning down and pressing a kiss on your forehead and cheek.
He loved you so much.
“Okay bye.” He whispered, watching a smile form on your lips after he kissed you. He smiled himself at the sight of you before leaving the room, longing for the weekend where he didn’t have to set any alarm and could remain in bed with you.
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