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  • my academic advisor: so where do you see yourself in five years? graduate school, maybe?
  • me: ah you know...... a teacher at a nice school. ..living with my wife on our small sheep farm, wearing sweaters i knitted with the sheep's wool and dyed with plants from the woods, my wife is like a botanist maybe, we are growing our own vegetables, two large dogs are at my side, my hair is down to my waist, i am carrying a sword, my closet is full of gunne sax dresses, we gather mushrooms in the forest, my wife drinks hot tea while wrapped in a quilt, i make a small fire in our brick oven to bake the sourdough, i write a poem by lamplight for my wife, our house is haunted, we swim in the river at dusk, the moon is full,

Please fire me. I started to make a pizza for a customer who ended up cancelling his order, but saved the blank pie I’d just made in case someone ordered in the next few minutes (they aren’t good for long). An hour and a half later, we get an order, and my boss tells me to use the blank I’d forgotten to throw away. I warn him of how old it is, and he tells me food cost is more important, it’s not my job to think, just use it. I do. The customer, who also ended up being the CEO of the franchise ordering incognito, said it was the worst pizza he ever received, and my boss blamed me to his supervisor, who had a came to the store to shout at me.

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Eros

[Summary: A married Negan takes an interest in his neighbors young daughter]

Pre-Apocalypse Negan x Anastasia 

A/N: *OC is of legal age/23* (Her name is pronounced like Ana-stah-seya not ana-stay-sia). I was inspired by a lot of the themed one shots and wanted to try doing one based on the Types of Love! It’s not the literal definition of each type of love, but more based on their broad meaning. Eros: is an erotic or sexual type of love –  SOO I know said I’d post my Jason chapter before this, but I am having such a struggle trying to finish it up & this was already done – will get Jason posted soon promise! The first few parts are super smutty, enjoy :D

Warnings: 18+, cheating, uhh swearing? the fact that it’s Negan smut? lol please respect the age tag **


(gif by @mypapawinchester)


The clear, blue sky enticed the people living in this small town. They all desired to dip into the cool atmosphere just as long as they were away from under the ruthless fist of the unforgiving sun. It’s been like this for a week now. Children ran around, jumping through sprinklers while their laughs echoed across the neighborhood. Women walked around in their sun hats covering their delicate skin with porcelain cream to shield their beauty from the heat’s grasp. The men hid away safely inside, lazily relaxing on their leather recliners while they sat in the comfort of their cool living room caves.

To be indoors was all Negan could think about as he sat outside replacing old parts of his motorcycle. He didn’t know that the weather would open up the ninth circle of hell when he decided to fix up his Harley. “Sweetie” he looked up to find Lucille walking over to him, holding a silver tray in her hands, wearing her favorite pale blue sundress which emphasized her glowing face. “I brought you some lemonade” she said, planting a kiss on his cheek.

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Things that drive Yuri Katsuki a little nutso once he marries into the Nikiforov lifestyle
  • Why does this avocado toast cost 4000 yen
  • Where do all these marble busts keep coming from you can’t even tell me who they are
  • No really it is just half an avocado?? Mashed into a piece of toast?? Victor??
  • When I said I was in the mood for pizza I meant like those Tostino pizza rolls you can get in America, not that I wanted you to install a wood burning brick pizza oven in our house
  • Our dog does not need a solid gold collar engraved with a snowflake to match our wedding rings
  • Look I will just make you some avocado toast Victor I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with avocado toast 
  • FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WE DON’T HAVE ROOM IN OUR HOUSE FOR ANYMORE MARBLE BUSTS
  • I am not stoking the fire in our new wood burning pizza oven to make you these Totino’s pizza rolls you had express shipped frozen from America, Victor 
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such a lovely evening! perfect weather, a super fun new store, our absolute new favorite pizza, incredibly delicious chocolate sorbet, and the most wonderful company! 💕

Warhammer 40K Pizza AU
  • Space Marines: The equivalent of Pizza Hut: nothing truly outrageous, but a variety of flavors and combinations so that you can find your desired favorite.
  • Imperial Guard: Mass-produced but affordable while still being tasty. They have some specialties that most people don't order anymore but a few still like them.
  • Adepta Sororitas: Strictly orthodox cheese+sauce+crust and maybe a topping or two. Pineapple is considered heresy.
  • Deathwatch: Started off like the Space Marines but along the way someone gave them sriracha sauce, ghost peppers, pineapple, and exotic sausages. Now they're the place with odd combinations that somehow are really tasty.
  • Eldar: Super-artsy artisanal pizza with white sauce, olive oil drizzle, six kinds of goat cheese, and herbs baked into the crust.
  • Dark Eldar: Every sauce is actually maximum-strength sriracha. They do bizarre "acquired taste" specialties involving stuff like stuffed peppers and organ meats and ingredients that nobody knows how to pronounce.
  • Orks: Massive deep-dish monstrosities that are more like meat pies than pizza. Nobody complains though because the owners are boisterous and friendly and always give you tons of food.
  • Tau: You go in and order and they give you not one pizza but five mini-pizzas, each with a different topping. Eating each one individually tastes alright, but if you combine them they make really interesting and delicious gourmet combinations. The hipster pizza place.
  • Chaos: That one scuzzy-looking place that you're pretty sure is a front for something but the pizza is still good. Really likes their meats, and everything comes smothered in red pepper flakes. SAUCE FOR THE SAUCE GOD!
  • Necrons: The oldest building in town that stone-grinds its own flour, bakes everything in brick ovens, and ages its own cheese. Still somehow manages to crank out huge quantities, but they don't do specialty stuff.
  • Tyranids: Literally just sauce and a pile of toppings dumped on a crust, thrown in the oven, and devoured as messily as possible.

anonymous asked:

My school is built like a brick oven, it's literally a 100+ year old bomb shelter of a building. We have no AC except in this one leader of the hall monitors asshole dude who is retiring this year, his office has two. Our school starts in August now, and they still lose their minds when girls where spaghetti straps and shorts. Funny thing is Guys don't wear shirts a lot and nobody bats an eye Guess which is actually distracting

men be popn’ a titty while girls cant even show shoulder

Sidney Crosby #2 - Homecoming

@habs-girl-31 asked: If the requests are open, (I can’t see the description because my computer if having a fit), could I request one with Sidney Crosby, where the reader has just come back from 3 years in the arm, and the Pens have won the cup, but Sid was sad that the reader wasn’t there to see it, but low and behold, the reader turns up and surprises Sid. Also, the team knew about it, but kept it a secret for Sid. Thank you!!! You are awesome BTW!! I love your stories

Yes my requests are open! I don’t have much to say in preface to this piece which seems to be a first for me. I hope you enjoy this! 


You had done a total of three tours in Afghanistan, each one longer than the last. The most recent had been three years long and even harder knowing you had someone to return home to. Your long term boyfriend Sidney Crosby had been planning to propose the same night you were planning to break the news to him so by the end of it there were lots of tears.

“Are you sure about this?” you had asked, “three years is a long time to wait.”
“You’re it for me,” he had confessed.

The two of you did the best you could with the distance and he kept you up to date on what was going on in Pittsburgh. He had dinner with your family twice a month when his schedule permitted and made sure your parents were doing okay.

On one of your most recent video calls he informed you that they had made it to the playoffs for the second year in a row. You had missed the previous season playoffs as well so you had to miss your fiancé hoisting the cup over his head. He sent pictures of course but it wasn’t nearly the same as being there for him.

You hadn’t noticed you were crying until he asked, “what’s wrong?”

“I’m just sad I don’t get to be there for you,” you sniffed.

“Don’t be sad. Please,” his voice grew hoarse as he tried to will away his own tears.

The end of the tour was set to end in mid-August so there was essentially no chance of you making it back in time.

Flash forward to game seven of the playoffs against the Nashville Predators. You were situated up in the Luxury Box with several of the important members of corporate watching as your fiancé and his team dominated the ice. He had no knowledge of you being in attendance and you had only gotten in last night. Due to an unfortunate incident with a mishandled firearm you had been honorably discharged but not before undergoing intensive surgery. You hadn’t told Sid as you didn’t want to him to worry as none of your injuries had been life threatening.

The score was tied 2-2 at the bottom of the third period and appeared to be going into overtime when Evgeni Malkin with an assist by Sid managed to sneak it past the Predators’ goaltender and win the game. Everyone around you began exchanging hugs and high fives when you felt a tap on your shoulder. The Penguins PR manager gestured for you to follow and took you down to where you could enter onto the ice. The team was currently huddled around their captain and watched as he was the first to lift the Cup. Even from this distance you could see the joy on his face. Just as soon as he passed it off to another teammate, reporters swarmed with cameras and microphones. Your fiancé’s face was broadcasted onto the Jumbo Tron and the entire arena turned to watch. Sid talking was your queue to walk down through the Penguin’s bench to the edge of the ice.

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Nobody (Part 7)

Originally posted by alejandraacasasc

Plot:  Reader has been held prisoner by Hydra and is discovered by Nat and Bucky.  Post CA:CW (Bucky’s on the team, no one hates each other) Slight AU

Warnings: Mentions of torture, detailed injuries/deaths, cursing, some pics might be slight disturbing

Words: 1567

A/N: I finally had some inspiration.  I hope you like this part.  I try to put out only what I think is good for where I want to take my work so I apologise for the delays, I just want to put my best work out there.  Thank you for sticking around for more of Nobody.

*italics = flashback/memory *bold italics = report writing


18 hours later

Bucky’s POV

As Bucky sat in the stiff armchair in the hospital room and gazed down at X-25493’s unconscious form. Banner and Cho had spent the last 14 hours in surgery and X looked somehow even worse for wear.  He ran his hands through his hair for probably the thousandth time causing it to stand up at odd angles.  He had a hard time coming to terms with the information that had been dumped on him. This girl—this girl—had done…that.  Memories of the photos Natasha had shown him, Steve, and later Tony several hours before flashed across his minds’ eye: bodies—horribly mangled bodies strewn about in red snow.  Dead faces frozen in agony and terror.  And a campsite torn to shreds as if a demonic wolf pack had descended upon it.

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