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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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hobo-rg

“spicy pillow” jokes aside, I think @flowerkrone​’s tags deserve a serious reply:

#my old phone looks like this on my shelf lmao #im too scared to touch it to throw it away #idk what trash this even goes into when its at this point

The pillow-shaped object here used to be the phone’s battery. It’s not a battery anymore. Now it’s a balloon full of corrosive, pyrophoric chemicals and hydrogen gas and it’s one puncture away from burning your house down. I am 100% serious. You should be scared to touch it.

But you gotta touch it, because you gotta get it out of your house before the pressure builds up to the point where the balloon pops. This isn’t going to happen soon – there is no need to panic – but it will happen eventually.

And, indeed, it doesn’t go in the ordinary trash. You put this in the ordinary trash and you’re gonna set the garbage truck on fire. Don’t do that to the garbage collectors, their job is hard enough already.

The first thing you need to do is get a fireproof container. The most common household item that qualifies as a fireproof container is a cast-iron cookpot with a cast-iron lid – often sold as a “Dutch oven.” Any other cooking container that’s unreactive, has a very high melting point, and has a lid made of the same materials will also work: enameled or stainless steel, Pyrex with glass lid, etc.

However: Do not use a pot with a PTFE-based non-stick coating. If the battery does explode, the fire will probably be hot enough to degrade a PTFE coating, producing toxic smoke. (Not that you should breathe the smoke from the battery fire either, but PTFE breakdown products are worse.) Do not use a pot made of aluminium or copper. The fire might even get hot enough to melt those.

Whatever container you use, you might have to throw away along with the phone, so don’t use your good Dutch oven for this. Go to a thrift store and buy a cheap one.

Once you have the fireproof container:

  1. Gently pick up the phone and put it in the fireproof container. If possible, gently tape the phone to the bottom of the container to prevent it from bouncing around. Don’t put any padding in there, that’ll just make a fire worse if it does happen. Put the lid on and tape it shut.
  2. Put a label on the container, something like “DEFECTIVE LI-ION BATTERY – FIRE HAZARD”.
  3. It is now reasonably safe to move the container around. However, if the battery does explode, the container is very likely to leak smoke and get hot, so keep it in a well-ventilated area and away from things that will be damaged by heat. Don’t leave it exposed to the weather, either.
  4. You need to find either a hazardous waste disposal site, or an e-waste recycler that will accept defective Li-ion batteries. I can’t help with that because I have no idea where you live.
  5. However, your local fire department, if you have one, will probably be happy to help. Call their non-emergency number. Nothing is on fire yet, so this isn’t an emergency, but things that can easily start a fire are still within the fire department’s responsibilities. Tell them you have a phone with a bulging lithium-ion battery, you put it in a fireproof container, and you want to know how to dispose of it safely.
  6. If the fire department tries to tell you this isn’t dangerous or it’s okay to throw it out in the regular trash (with or without fireproof container), hang up on them and write a cranky letter to your local government representatives, then keep looking for a proper disposal site.
  7. When you do find a a hazardous waste disposal site or an e-waste recycler, call them and make sure they will take defective Li-ion batteries, before showing up. That’s also a good time to ask if they will let you have the fireproof container back.
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Anonymous asked:

LMAO YOUR OPINION SO TRUE, I've seen people write whumpees getting tortured and assaulted and mutilated and starved and beaten every day for literal years and they still have them acting like it didn't traumatize them 😂 "no they're just really strong sorry I don't like PATHETIC WEAK whumpees who *checks notes* act like an actual human would upon being tortured and get trauma, what's trauma lol? Not real. Now move along, it's time for him make jokes about his 3rd anniversary of pethood"

whumpshaped answered:

to be very very clear i am absolutely not saying ppl writing defiant or “unrealistic” whumpees r bad writers or their stories r bad or anything, its just not my personal taste. like, ive seen ppl be like “ugh pathetic broken whumpees are so boring” and that already triggers my rsd so i wanna be clear that i am NOT trying to put anyone down at all, please write what brings u the most joy, because there will be plenty plenty others who love that same thing.

this got long bc im rambling im sorry

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soheavyaburden

Neither agreeing nor disagreeing but a secret third thing. My personal preference is defiant/stoic whumpees who are also deeply and obviously fucked up by their trauma. I am not emotionally invested or interested in stories featuring defiance/stoicism without clear trauma, nor am I emotionally invested or interested in stories featuring only overtly sad and emotive compliant/apologetic whumpees. (And I love when other people write what they love too.)

whump-me

Yes! When people talk about broken whumpees, they usually mean a conditioned whumpee, but the two options are not "conditioned" or "invincible." I love whumpees who act completely unaffected but have deeply unhealthy coping mechanisms. Whumpees who don't remember how to feel anything but the desire for revenge. Whumpees who can be casual about all the horrible things that are happening to them because they simply don't value their own life anymore, because if they did, then they would have to face the full horror of the situation they're in. Whumpees who... you get the idea. There are so many possibilities here.

And my absolute favorite is when it's not immediately obvious just how fucked up they are. They think their choices and thought processes are perfectly normal. So do the people around them, maybe. Until it gradually becomes clear that this person is very much not okay.

(Come to think of it, that's... basically every character I write, although the degree of fucked-up-ness varies.)

Sometimes I like unrealistic defiance too, because wish fulfillment. I'm a squishy people pleaser with a low pain tolerance who has a fight-or-flight reaction at the sound of a raised voice. Sometimes I just want to put myself in the head of someone who can take whatever anyone throws at them and send it right back. Although even then, no matter how defiant the character is, for me the fun part is finding their limits. And whumpees who are traumatized in complicated ways will always be my favorite.

(And yes, write what you love! You are not here to please me personally with your writing. Or anyone else who voices an opinion. Write what makes you happy, and if someone else wishes it were different, they can write their own story.)

I love seeing all the different opinions and agree with “write what you love” You'll find your community that loves the same things
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whumpitisthen

"Just a little more."

It's always just a little more. It's never enough. Always taking, taking, taking, until there is nothing left at all. Always, always more.

"Just a little more for me."

For them. Always for them. For their enjoyment, for their boredom, for their control. To feel like a god, to break his body, to break his mind. Always only for them, no one else.

"You can take a little more for me, can't you?"

It doesn't matter if he can, because he will. He will be taking it all, and enduring it, and blocking half of it out of his memory if he is lucky later down the line. It can never be too much, because he isn't here to be anything other than something living, if only barely. Breathing and surviving just enough so he can be tormented more. Lucid enough to react.

"Almost done, almost."

What is it that is almost done? What are they working towards? Another cut, another slice, another bruise, another broken bone. There is no goal. The goal is to ruin him, but not too much, lest he becomes too boring to hurt. There is no goal that will ever be reached. It will always be moved just out of reach, moving further and further away the closer they get. No end to this. Always almost.

"You can. I know you can."

He really, truly can't. But he will. His mind and body and soul will erode slowly over time, to dust, and blow away in the wind. He will take it, if it kills him. His frantic pleading never stops it from escalating. His screaming never eases it up for him. His sobbing only ever encourages. His silence, once reached, is punished.

"Oh dear. Have you left me again?"

No more thoughts, no more pain. Awake, but gone. Wheezing breaths, shivering flesh, but empty, far away eyes. His mind gave in finally. It saves him again, as it always does, sooner and sooner each time. He is afraid one day he won't come back. He will forever be just a shell; unresponsive, dull, grey. Starve to death if not fed by hand. He welcomes it each time, but wishes it wouldn't be his only escape.

"Come back to me, my sweet angel. I wasn't done with you."

They aren't done, they are never done, but he does not choose where his soul wanders. He never has a choice. Things happen to him, and he will simply have to endure. Their cooing won't mend his mind, but it might calm it once he is back. He does not hear it just yet. It's hidden behind a fog so thick he does not remember how to think.

"Sweet, darling soul. You did your best, didn't you? Held out for so long. You worry me sometimes."

What is there to worry about for them? The worst that could happen is that they will have to find someone else to torture. Why would that worry them? They never worry for him while he is torn apart and dying.

"I hope to see you again soon. We can play more later, once you return. Please don't wander too far."

And they leave. He won't notice for a long while. He will stay just as they left him for hours. His mind will have trouble believing he is still alive. But he will return, and so will they, and he will be taken from, asked more from, a bit more, a bit longer, forever and ever.

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tainbocuailnge

forget everything anyone has ever told you on the matter the truest marker of adulthood is starting to hear the siren call of high quality kitchenware

tainbocuailnge

to be clear you SHOULD buy that cast iron pan and you SHOULD buy that knife set and you SHOULD buy that fancy rice cooker and you SHOULD buy that novelty mug. high quality kitchenware is always worth it you’re literally gonna be using that almost every day

mikkeneko

and you SHOULD get these new things in Not Plastic, not only because plastic is bad for the environment but because over time it will become brittle and fall apart in your hands. u deserve better

the-vaudevillain

something that has helped me a LOT with this specific growing pain is actually the America’s Test Kitchen youtube channel. now i wanna prep you that this channel’s vibe is weird as fuck. im betting it might be comforting to some people, that kind of PBS-does-Food-Network vibe, but it activates my fight or flight with its general hyper-professional fakey delivery and air of cis normieness.

that being said: their whole job is to RIGOROUSLY test equipment and products and tell you what’s best. and often, that’s NOT the most expensive thing. sometimes things that are more expensive are worse, etc.

i make A LOT OF RICE and this is the video that got me to finally buy a rice cooker. i was halfway to getting like a VERY PRICY one bc i needed something better than a pot and i thought it would be the only thing that would Work Well. turns out no! the one that tested best is $30 USD. and i got it and it made my life SO MUCH EASIER AND BETTER. the rice is perfect every single time and it cooks so fast.

all of which is to say, if you find yourself called to the quality you deserve, but you feel like you have too many options and can’t tell which is the best and which are just expensive bc shopping and researching products is a fucking nightmare anymore, this channel’s whole job is doing the work for you. they are professionals who have been doing this for a million years. buy the rice cooker. upgrade your coffee maker. you deserve a kind and lovely life and that doesn’t always mean breaking the bank. i love you i love you.

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nazumichi

neurotypicals are so funny sometimes. “well, just don’t forget it next time.” holy shit. you’ve done it. you’ve fixed me. who knew memory problems could be solved so simply? i am no longer autistic, i am ready to join you at the social function. by god.

nazumichi

absolutely stellar news for everyone who mentioned adhd in the tags, as that is also what this post is about! why didn’t i mention adhd in the actual post? well that’s a very funny story,