My husband called me a troll because when we went out to dinner tonight I asked our waiter (who had been friendly, attentive, quick, and kind of awkward. You could tell he had probably just ended training) to see the manager working and the poor guy looked like he wanted to cry. I mean, it was a busy Saturday night and he really was doing his best. He goes to get her and bolts to the kitchen while I sit there and heap praise on the kid because he was so fantastic, and not just to us, but all the tables around him. She starts laughing because it turns out he is new, and she couldn’t wait to tell him because it would be a real morale booster, and she thanks me and heads to the kitchen.
Like, 5 minutes later the waiter finally comes out, grinning from ear to ear, and thanks us for saying that to his manager. We tell him of. course, repeat the praise to him, and he takes our check blushing. We leave a 40% tip and head out the door.
Basically, tip your waiters well, and if they go above and beyond, maybe tell a superior. They pretty much only hear complaints.

Seven Is Just a Number [Simon D]

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Artist: Simon D | Word Count: 923

Sorry this one’s pretty short and took so long to finish:( But I hope you like this, anon!<3


Today, AOMG was having a celebration yet again, and this time was because Sunghwa had announced that he was getting married with his girlfriend that he has been dating for four years. Everyone was ecstatic about this and of course, celebration isn’t complete without throwing a party and having beers to drink the night away.

Among the sea of small people that Sunghwa invited over, you had managed to lose sight of your boyfriend, Kiseok, and so you decided to tag along with the girls. You recognized Hyukwoo and Jukyung’s girlfriend talking with Sunghwa’s fiancé, their expressions lighting up in excitement.

“Hey guys! Can I join you?” You greeted the three girls, and they all motioned you to step closer to them.

“Sure! Come and listen, Minhee is telling about the how Sunghwa proposed to her!” The new fiancé was grinning ear to ear, clearly looking very happy because of Sunghwa.

“It was really unexpected! He proposed to me in Jeju and at that time we were on a cruise ship. Suddenly there were fireworks spelling ‘Marry Me?’ and Sunghwa was kneeling down. He’s a sweet guy but I never knew he could be this romantic!” You felt awe hearing her story and so does the others, but then the comment that followed soon made your emotions change drastically.

“You’re marrying at an ideal age! And your age gap with Sunghwa is only two years.”

Somehow, hearing them say that was as like a harsh slap to the face. Sunghwa’s fiancé only had two years of age gap with him, while you and Kiseok was a total contrast of the two. You and your boyfriend have a seven years gap, much bigger than Sunghwa and Minhee.

And you were instantly pulled to your thoughts, your insecurity ruling over you. There were a lot more negative than positive effect of having a big age gap, such as Kiseok would be so old when you reached your ideal marriage age, how Kiseok would grow older than you, how it wouldn’t be easy for the public accepts this big age gap, and many more. You grew silent as you felt emotions mixing up inside of you, and the air inside the room suddenly felt so stuffy.

“I-I’m going to get some fresh air for a moment,” You said, picking your glass filled with champagne up, “If Kiseok is looking, I’ll be right at the balcony.” The girls didn’t seem to notice the storm going up inside your mind as they nodded and continued to chat away.

The air felt chilly with the wind hitting your bare shoulders and gently playing with your hair. Negative thoughts and your insecurity are flooding your mind again and again, even the city lights that shine below you couldn’t seem to light up your mood. You hated being born much younger than Kiseok, you wished to have at least one to two years of age gap like other normal couples.

And suddenly strong arms circled around your waist and a chin rested on your shoulder, making you jolt and almost spill your drink. With the similiar smell of cologne dancing around the air, you recognized Kiseok immediately without having to turn around.

“Babe, why are you here all alone?” Kiseok whined, “We’re celebrating inside, it’s not complete without you.”

You twitched while holding onto the railings tighter, contemplating on whether you should spill the truth or not.

“The air just feel a little stuffy, I’ll go back inside in a few.” You said, turning around and faking a smile that you hoped looks genuine enough to Kiseok.

But of course, because of dating with Kiseok all these years, he had managed to read your expressions like a book, including seeing through the fake smile you used in situations like this.

“Are you hiding something from me, (Name)?” Kiseok asked, eyebrows furrowed and his eyes full of concern, “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

“It’s nothing Kiseok-”

“Babe.” Kiseok’s voice turned deeper, and when he’s acting this way, you knew you had to tell him the truth.

“Alright, I just- Me, and the other girls talked with Minhee, and they all said that she and Sunghwa had the perfect age gap. While we have, like, seven years of difference? I just feel so insecure right now, because I seem so young while you’re-” You weren’t able to finish your jumbled-up thoughts when Kiseok slammed his lips on yours, holding onto your chin to stop you from talking.

And just like that you melted into the kiss, closing your eyes and leaning closer to his body. After a few seconds you both parted away, gasping for air. Your cheeks turned pink as Kiseok stared at you with such seriousness, yet so full of love.

“I love you, and that’s all that matters, you know that?” Kiseok muttered, “Seven is just a number, and my love for you is much bigger than seven years, (Name).”

How can you be so stupid? You scolded yourself. Who the hell cares about age gap? As long as you both love each other, that’s what matters for you both. Releasing a wide grin, you were very thankful of Kiseok for reminding you that.

“Right, seven is just a number and my love is bigger than that,” You whispered, “Thank you so much Kiseok!” Giving him a peck on the cheek, you received his usual confident smirk on his face.

“Anytime, love. So shall we go in and party?”

A DeanCas zombie apocalypse!au wherein Dean and Cas are separated from the very beginning due to their relationship not being recognized by the state. Six months after being placed in different Survival Groups and both thinking the other dead, they’ve long since given up hope for happiness in such a different, dark world. 

Until Sam goes out for a supply run.

Insisting on going by himself, he gets trapped in a beaten down car surrounded by the Undead, and is saved by a mysterious bed-headed man with a wooden baton. With darkness quickly approaching and so close to a hot zone, Sam and the stranger bunk in the nearest, safest nook they can find for the night, and exchange stories of Before and During with mouths full of baked beans. 

Or, rather, the mysterious man talks… Sam listens, raptly, to a love story that transcends even the end of the world.

The man moves his beans around his mouth as if savouring every greasy bite. He swallows with solemn blue eyes. “Before has been put to rest,” he says, voice gravel-rough. “What’s before us now is what truly matters.”

Sam bites his lip and nods into his can. “Who’d you lose?”

For the first time since they’ve met, the man looks shaken. He pushes around his food and swallows thickly, shoulders tense. “A man,” he says cautiously. The corner of his lips turn up in a ghost of a smile. “The most wonderful man.”


Girl Talk

Liz:So Nomi, about last night?

Noemi: About last night, what?

Toni:Girl you were on a whole another level of drunk and when I say a whole another level I mean a WHOLE ANOTHER LEVEL. It was like so unlike you is everything alright?

Noemi: Omg seriously! To tell you the truth I have been stressing out about the shop and making sure I get open by my deadline and of course Jay isn’t making things any easier for me either.

Liz: Whats going on between you and Jay?

Noemi: We’ve  just been arguing about the most stupid s***  everyday. That’s probably why I was acting so crazy last night because we had gotten into a fight before I had left. Ever since we moved in together I just feel like he is smothering me and stressing me out.

Toni: Dang sis…did you guys talk this morning?

Noemi: Nope, we didn’t even make eye contact.

Liz: So what are you going to do?

Noemi: I don’t know we been together for almost three years and I just don’t know if I could just toss our relationship in the trash like it meant nothing you know what I mean because I still love him, but at the same time I do feel like I need a break.

Toni: Well you know what they say the heart grows fonder when you are away from your other or some s*** like that

Liz: Toni wtf, its distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Toni: Well whatever you know what I meant.

Noemi: Well thanks girls for even caring and for your wonderful advice Toni lol. but i’m going to just have to talk to him and see where it goes from there.

Toni: What is family for you know I’ll always be there for you, babygirl.

Liz: Me too.

One Day


Originally posted by emmawathson

*Gif credit to the wonderful person that made this!*

A/N: Just a little drabble that had me smiling all over the place because he’s adorable! Figured I’d post this for you guys while I’m working on the other imagines! 

Isaac was watching you sleep. Not in a creepy way though, you had fallen asleep on him while watching movies. You both had decided to just stay in and watch movies for your monthly date night. He didn’t really care what the two of you did on date nights as long as he was with you and only you. You were everything he had ever wished for. Of course, he hasn’t been able to tell you that yet. Every time he tried to be romantic or sappy, it turned into a huge disaster or got ruined by someone trying to kill all of you. But, tonight had been perfect. It had been just the two of you watching movies, eating popcorn, making out a little, playing games, and joking around. Isaac had been working up the nerve to tell you everything that he’s been holding back when he heard a soft snore come from you.

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I was thinking about how, when Cloud first meets Aerith and goes to her house and stuff, Elmyra asks Cloud to leave during the night without telling Aerith.  It seemed a little odd to me since always, but I dismissed it because obviously, Zack’s death was a big impact on Aerith.  It’s very likely that Aerith knew Zack had died when he did, since she can feel it when people enter the Lifestream.  This is proven when she tells Elmyra that her husband has died, which she could sense even though she had never met him.

So of course Elmyra is concerned about Aerith’s happiness, being her mother and all!  Elmyra probably met Zack at least once, and she probably saw in Cloud exactly what Aerith did.  She didn’t want Aerith to get hurt again, that’s understandable, and Cloud was obviously a guy who got into trouble a lot.

But it finally, finally occurred to me that there’s even more to it than just that.

Elmya lost her husband the same way Aerith lost Zack.

Mr. Gainsborough went off to the war in Wutai, just like Zack went on a mission to Nibelheim.  Elmyra expected her husband to come back and waited for him at the train station every day.  Aerith expected Zack to come back and waited for him at the church every day.  In the end, Mr. G died on his way back to see Elmyra, and Zack died on his way back to see Aerith.

Certainly Zack and Aerith’s relationship was probably not the same as what Elmyra had with her husband, but I’m sure she too saw the parallels. She understood how much it hurt for Aerith when Zack died, and she didn’t want her daughter to ever experience that again.

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All I thought about driving home was Derek Hale getting into a minor traffic accident because stiles and the college lacrosse team are on the roadside in speedos to raise money for whatever thing they raise money for.

Cora’s tone is alarmed, and then amused, once she learns Derek was uninjured in the car accident. The Camaro, of course, is totaled, the front practically wrapped around a telephone pole. No one else was involved in the accident. Just Derek. And his fucking hormones. 

“No, I really want to know now, because you’re making that embarrassed squeaking noise. You’re the one always telling me not to look at my phone and drive, so spill the beans, you huge hypocrite.”

Derek waves at the tow truck guy who is taking away the Camaro. The guy had offered to give him a ride anywhere within fifteen miles, and he could have just gone right to campus, but that would mean leaving this particular spot. Where he’s standing. With an excellent view of the reason he had an accident in the first place. 

The guy’s grin is infectious, bright and happy, and the way he’s moving his hips to whatever song blaring out of the quickly rigged stereo system is absolutely obscene. 

Derek had paused to look over when he saw the group of nearly naked guys washing cars in the parking lot of a diner, raising money for research and awareness of Alzheimer’s and other forms of dementia. The Camaro was already clean, but Derek figured he’d drive by and donate on his way back from visiting Cora at her college. He was about to pass the car wash and when this one cute guy spotted him looking, and then yelled, “COME ON, GET ME WET! YOU KNOW I AM GOOD FOR IT!” 

The other guys had promptly dumped a bucket of water on him, soaking through the white t-shirt, clinging to pale skin and toned muscle, and then he winked at Derek.

Derek had lost control of the Camaro and turned right into a telephone pole.

The guy in question is currently stripping out of his t-shirt and board shorts to— a fucking red Speedo, of all things, emblazoned with a big number twenty-four on the back. There are other guys in Speedos too, but Derek only has eyes for him— with the little smirk on his face, the way his pert ass bounces, walking like he knows Derek is watching, knows that he’s the reason why Derek got into an accident and is damn proud of it.

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If we EVER get a stydia moment in the “previously on Teen Wolf segment” (including but not limited to: THE KISS, “Lydia I’ve had a crush on you since the third grade”, “Stiles saved me”, “Hey Lydia, you look…like you’re gonna ignore me” (followed by 5 seasons of her NOT ignoring him), “He still likes her doesn’t he?” “Yeah but it’s different now”, “I’ve always thought we just had this sort of connection? Unspoken, of course”, or GOD FORBID THE EMOTIONAL TETHERS SCENE!!!!)
I will literally die. You guys will have to visit my grave to tell me what happened that episode, because I will be dead.

OH MY GOSH So, like, I went to the 626 Nightmarket tonight and there was this guy who had AWESOME art, and he said that he’d draw ANYTHING. And of course, being the fanatic I am, wanted to burst out and tell him to draw ERERI NOW. BUT I was a bit skeptical, and after a few moments of hesitation, I’m just like, “ok… Can you draw Eren and Levi?” And this dude is awesome because he had NO problem. Now look at the beautiful art he has gifted me with. Kudos to you man (Credit on bottom. That’s his Tumblr) ALSO Thank you so sososososo much for the 6k+ followed! Love you all!!!!!

Did I ever tell you guys about the time that I accidentally convinced someone that I came up with an incredibly famous line from Shakespeare?

So when I was an undergrad, I was working on a research project that had a programing component, which involved building numerical models in MATLAB, which is maybe not the best platform for that. I spent the better part of a year building and rebuilding this model, and just when I thought it was done it stopped working, because of course it did.

The thing was nearly 5000 lines long at this point, full of giant loops and shit, so it was a bitch to debug. So I asked the grad student overseeing my project to help me, because she hadn’t spent a year staring at my code, and fresh eyes and shit.

Here I should probably mention that the grad student was a very nice, very earnest girl from Michigan who had a tendency to not understand sarcasm or puns, much to the consternation of me and another student, because we would go back and forth making fun of each other, and she would be like ‘are you guys okay?’ and ‘I think you’re both great scientists.’ It was sweet.

Anyways, she’s helping me debug my code, and we finally find something that’s not doing what’s expected, and I, being me, say “Something’s rotten in the state of Denmark” assuming that every American who is well educated enough to be pursuing a PhD at least knows that line is from Shakespeare. I was mistaken.

She repeats it, and is all ‘that’s great, I love that’ and I’m just like, of course it is, it’s hamlet, but I am her undergrad so I don’t want to be condescending about it and assume she doesn’t know it’s shakespeare. And then she’s like ‘you’re so clever, I’m going to use that.’

The other student overheard this and started laughing, which just confused her, so I had to explain to her that I did not, in fact, invent one of the most famous lines in the english language. It was a fun day.


You may hate or love Megstiel all you want but guess what? THAT picture above wasn’t photoshopped. That kiss actually happened MEGSTIEL IS CANON. I didn’t even realize how much I loved Megstiel until Crazy!Cas had to stay in the asylum with Meg and when Sam and Dean came back, Cas had this really weird connection with her. I thought it was soooooo cute, like a lost puppy and its handler, so naturally I shipped it. The whole fire and ice concept also has something to do with it of course. With Meg being a demon and Cas being an angel, their connection is just as incredible to me. And you can’t even tell me Castiel only ever liked her because he was out of his head, because in season 8, they had totally made plans to watch a movie, order a pizza, and have sex. So guys, ship it. This is my second Castiel ship (and not my last *wiggles eyebrows*) and maybe I like my other ones more than this one, but admit it: Megstiel was like Castiel’s sexual awakening and it was absolutely wonderful.

PS: With Meg 2.0 of course. I absolutely loathed the first one in season 1