the queue makes me their god

hardyacarrest  asked:

delfi don't even get me started,,,you're probably the coolest person on this hellsite with your amazing ass gifs and text posts and live blogging and your kindness and your wide range of posts for different wrestlers in different promotions and your support for this horrible ass community and your humility and your queue that never runs out of posts (thank the gods) and i can go on and on but in reality we're the ones who don't deserve you


ps. im ded

consider: this is deadass how victor describes his fiance to strangers when he’s looking for him lmao (insp)

I actually work in a coffee shop and I came up with some prompts based on my experiences at work (or what I would wish would happen to me at work) //jazz hands//

  • I make killer latte art, except on your drink because you’re kind of gorgeous and you’re watching me make it and oh god my hand always shakes and makes it look awful. I am good at this usually I swear!
  • I just dropped a tray of coffee cups on the floor and you were the only customer in the queue to help me pick them up, but then you cut yourself helping me and hey thank you so much I feel so bad I’m taking you into the back to bandage that up no questions asked! (Bonus: I forgot I faint at the sight of blood)
  • I’m trying to close down the coffee shop so I can go home, and you just keep sitting there totally not getting all my really unsubtle hints to  l e a v e  p l e a s e. (Turns out you totally get the hint, you’re just trying to see how long you can stay before I kick you out why would you do this asdklfhdjask)
  • You asked if we did Rice Milk Lattes once and I went out to get some to make you one. Now you have one every day but we don’t actually even stock Rice Milk, I buy it myself with my own money. I have so much regret
  • It’s a really really slow day and you’re my only customer. You’re trying to do work on your laptop but I am really. bored. so I keep on chatting to you about junk and using my best pick up lines on you and you’re trying really hard not to be amused (but I can see you smiling!)
  • The coffee shop is actually closed but I can see you struggling with a map out there in the rain. Come into the warm, here have a hot drink, I can’t believe your phone is out of battery and you’re alone in this town you’ve never been to. There’s a spare uniform in the back, change out of those wet clothes (I’m trying hard not to think of you getting changed back there and hoping you didn’t hear my voice crack when I said yes when you asked if it’s ok if I towel dry your hair).
  • Our baker is off sick and I decided I’d fill in for them because how hard can it be? but I’ve burned nearly everything I’ve got out of the oven and you can’t stand it so you’ve grabbed a spare apron hanging behind the counter, rolled up your sleeves and started making cakes for me. I have got to repay you some way. How about if I buy you dinner?
Soulmates feel one anothers’ pain AUs


  • ‘I came to stop this street fight because that really big punch you just recieved made me scream at a cashier. Also are you injured?’ AU
  • ‘This public toilet has a knuckle-shaped hole in the wall, is this anything to do with you? Because five minutes ago it felt like my knuckles were on fire’ AU
  • ‘Holy shit you just got stabbed, you need help but also god my stomach feels like it’s exploding’ AU
  • ‘I think you’re my soulmate because you’re biting your lip and mine’s hurting now’ AU
  • ‘I just banged my knee on that table over there and you hissed in pain, dude I think we’re soulmates’ AU


  • ‘Please don’t touch that flame, I’m/we’re in a public place and I don’t want to scream’ AU
  • ‘Why do you insist on taking out staples by hand?’ AU
  • ‘Please don’t hurt yourself, I can’t stand seeing you in pain and nor could I stand the pain myself knowing why I feel it’ AU
  • ‘For the love of God use oven gloves next time, my boss was about to promote me when I swore in their face’ AU
  • ‘I can feel your stress headache is everything okay?’ AU
  • ‘I came to find you at work to tell you to stop knocking so violently on your coworker’s office door’ AU
  • ‘Why must you get a tattoo whilst I’m trying to sleep?’ AU

“Tell me it isn’t true,” he says. “Tell me I’m wrong. Tell me I’m blind. Tell me you love me.”
My heart won’t stop screaming as it breaks in half.
I can’t lie to him.
“I don’t—I don’t know how to understand what I feel,” I try to explain.
“Please,” he whispers. “Please just go—”
“Aaron, please understand—I thought I knew what love was before and I was wrong—I don’t want to make that mistake again—”
“Please”—he’s begging now—“for the love of God, Juliette, I have lost my dignity—”


Peter Parker X Reader

Word Count: 1907

Warning: There is a teeny bit of kissing. But it’s kind of cute????

A/N: Hey, I know this isn’t a Crash Landing update, but I’m kind of struggling with it at the moment. So, I wrote this. Also, if you haven’t seen an earlier post, I’m away for the next four-ish weeks, so don’t expect to hear all too much from me for a bit. I am trying to queue up some writing, but I can’t make any promises! I love you guys!

Want to be tagged in future fics? Please let me know!

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It’s my favorite scene in the movie. Kitchen scene, let’s call it.

  • Draco: God, I cannot believe the way Potter acts sometimes! It makes me want to put him in a triangle chokehold, and force him down to the ground and just keep pressing and pressing [getting progressively louder] and then flip him over and put him in a hammerlock! And he's gasping! He's panicking for every last breath! And the crowd is going crazy. And boom! I emerge victorious!
  • Draco, jumping up: Ah-ha! Eighteen thousand dollars and a chance at the title! Whewhaa!
  • Neville, opening the door: Harry wants you to keep it down.
Henry & Patrick: Backseat Babysitting

Request  “ could you do a henry x reader x patrick where she’s drunk and the boys squabble over her? you chose who she ends up…maybe both ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)? could i also ask if it’s like, super light-hearted or sweet. as much as these boys can be anywayヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ノ”

A/N → i was in such a rush to put this out i havent even read  over it i think its ok?? but kick me ass if not.

Pairing → Henry x Reader x Patrick (She/Her pronouns)

Warnings  → henry and patrick, alcohol

You felt warm in the face and everything was hilarious. Moving to lean against Henry’s shoulder, you missed and shoved your face into his chest. “Mmrph!” you stated, blankly.

“Oh my fucking god” you felt yourself being pushed up. You expected to be held in place for longer than you were, and as soon as Henry let you go, you fell backwards into Patrick’s arms. “Well, hello there” he purred, and didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around your front, lacing his hands over your belly, taking the opportunity to subtly move them up to press against your breasts.

You would have objected. Scratch that, no you wouldn’t have. You would have said something though, to let him know you were wise to his fucking games.

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               sick sentence starters


“Go take a shower.”
“I washed the sheets for you while you were gone.”
“I bought you some more tissues.”
“Are you sure you don’t need anything?”
“I’m sorry but you really need to stand up for just a second.”
“Let me fluff your pillow.”
*knocks on bathroom door* “are you alright in there?”
“I got you some more blankets.”
“I got you more soup.”
“Let’s open up some windows in here, yeah?”
“No, you need rest.”
“Well you don’t look fine.”
“Here, drink this.”
“You’ll feel better in no time.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have gone in the snow without a jacket.”
“See? I told you you’d get sick.”
“You shouldn’t eat that if you’re sick.”
“Well you can’t take it on an empty stomach, so I’m gonna have to force you to eat something.”
“Oh I am so not kissing you on the lips.”
“Do you want me to hold your hair back?”

     Being sick

“Fuck, I feel awful.”
“No, you dont need to do anything more for me.”
“Can I ask you to do something for me?”
“O-Oh god, go get me a bucket.”
“I want more meds.”
“Get that shit away from me before I puke on you.”
“Oh, you really shouldn’t have.”
“Can we watch a movie…?”
“I just wanna sit back and relax.”
“I don’t need rest.”
“But I feel fine.”
“But I hate Gatorade.”
“Can you get me some ice for my throat?”
“Oh god please don’t make me eat anything.”
“I want a snack.”
“But I’ll feel so much better~”
“I know I’m sick but I got us reservations.”
“Would a sick person be able to do this?”
“Can you get me a change of clothes? I feel gross.”
“Don’t leave me at home all alone…”

With You Tonight - Thomas Imagine (SMUT)

❁ (not my gif, cred to sweet owner) ❁

A/N: Okay so I haven’t written any Thomas imagines for so long or any at all since my fic so I decided to write a little something. Haha I don’t know where I was trying to go with this one… so my bad if it’s bad. Hopefully it isn’t too bad. And sorry in advance for any spelling/grammar mistakes etc. Also for any autocorrect mistakes since I wrote this one on my phone.


Pairing: Thomas x Reader
Warning: Smut!
Word count: 1675

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The 26th Day

Summary: When you go through PMS, Bucky makes you feel better.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Counting: 420 words
Warnings: PMs; Fluff

Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

You groaned in frustration as you tried to drag your body out of bed in the middle of the morning. 

It was a shitty day, you just knew. You could feel it in the air when you woke up. Your hair looked shitty, your face looked shitty, even your boobs looked weird… It was going to be a bad, bad day. 

“What’s on today’s schedule, JARVIS?” You asked grumpily. 

The system took just a second to answer. 

“Your training session starts in 15 minutes, Miss Y/L/N. May I warn you this is the 26th day of your current menstrual cycle?”

You sighed. 

Oh, the 26th day. 

You were PMS'ing. That meant you would be hellish for three whole days, on the edge and completely unpredictable. 

“Thanks, J.” You sighed. “Wish me luck, then.”

When you came back from the training room, you frowned to see how the living room of the floor you shared with Bucky looked like it was recently cleaned and realised the flowers of your vase and its water had been replaced.

“Bucky?” You called, confused. 

“Just a minute.” Your boyfriend answered from the kitchen, 

You walked to where he was, and tilted your head to the side when you saw the meal he has just prepared, and smirked when Bucky stood up with an apron wrapped around his meaty figure.

“I cleaned the house.” He stated. “And changed the flowers. And I cooked lunch.”

You stared at him surprised. Those were your tasks - not that you were complaining. Bucky was the one responsible for the clothes, dish cleaning, taking the trash away and cleaning the bathroom.

“You didn’t have to do this.”

He rolled his eyes. 

“I’m also preparing a nice bath for you as soon as we finish eating.”

You shook your head. 


In response, he walked to you, wrapped his arms around you, and kissed your lips softly.

“We both know you need this. And chocolate. Lots of chocolate.”

“Lots of chocolate.” You agreed with him, laying your head on his chest. 

No boyfriend had ever cared for you so much. You can’t think of one person that would try to make you feel as important and as Bucky did. With this in mind, you felt your eyes watering.

“What did I do to deserve you?” You asked. 

In response, your boyfriend lifted your chin to make you look at his eyes, and gave you a loving kiss. 

“You gave me love.” He said like it was obvious. “That’s everything I need.”

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Power (or lack of) M!As

Sit boy: Your muse now wears a collar (complete with a leash) that they can’t seem to remove no matter what. It can only be removed by someone else. Additionally, muse cannot be violent against anyone holding the leash. Hopefully no one finds this useful… Lasts for a day.

King me: Your muse is now in the highest level of authority. A king, CEO, president; or whichever fits into your character’s setting. Lasts for two days.

Cuffed: Your muse is handcuffed and sadly no amount of fiddling will make it budge. Lasts for a day.

Deity: Your muse is now a god, power and divine abilities bestowed upon them. Lasts for two days.

Servant: Muse is forced to be a maid or butler to the first person they come in contact with. Lasts for five hours.