volcanoe of feels

senshiofmom  asked:

Top 10 sailor Moon Monster of the week

10. Screaming violin woman (093)

9. Pegasus hits the gym (143)

8. WHAT the ACTUAL HELL (151)

7. An 80s stripper who also happens to be a shoe (106)

6. Me (114)

5. The animation department had a lot of extra pink paint (174)

4. An elephant vacuum cleaner, but like in a sexy way (094)

3. My breasts are two small screaming snowmen (038)

2. Ball Family (132, 140, 146)

1. A straight-up, actual volcano (067)

softbrobucky  asked:

A belated Bucky birthday prompt: Steve's a waiter at a heavily themed restaurant (think Rainforest Cafe) and he's tired of people blatantly lying to get the over-the-top Free Birthday Dessert. It's Bucky's birthday and he wants his over-the-top Free Birthday Dessert. He may also want his cute waiter's phone number.

All of the dishes mentioned in this ficlet are actual dishes off of the Downtown Disney Rainforest Café menu.

— —

Steve Rogers has had it with these motherfucking college kids coming into motherfucking Rainfoest Café and ordering motherfucking free desserts when it’s not even their birthday. This happens at least once a shift, some group of giggling college first-years who don’t have good enough fakes to get into a bar, snorting as they say it’s Christie’s or Jeremy’s birthday and snapping pics on their cellphone as Steve brings out the Sparkling Volcano — a stack of mediocre brownies covered with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate sauce and caramel with a motherfucking sparkler stuck on top. The Sparkling Volcano is a pain, the fact that these kids never calculate the $17 that the Sparkling Volcano costs into their tip is a pain, and capitalism? Yeah, that’s a pain, too.

So when this table of formerly well-behaved people start giggling and elbowing each other when Steve brings the dessert menu over, he knows it’s game over.

“Don’t do it,” says the hot guy who (somewhat inadvisably) ordered the Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp.

The woman who ordered the Tribal Salmon grins. “It’s his birthday,” she says.

“Oh man, she went there,” says Kale & Red Quinoa Salad with Chicken. He’s pretty cute, too.

“Shut up Sam,” says BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger.

“You’re all assholes,” Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp says. BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger giggles and nudges Kale & Red Quinoa Salad with Chicken. Kale & Red Quinoa Salad with Chicken rolls his eyes, but is smiling.

Steve hates them all.

“So, we’ll have one of those chocolate lava things.”

Steve — who is a good employee and a good person — does not sigh like he would like to. Instead he turns to Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp, plasters on a smile and says, “Happy birthday!” knowing in his heart of hearts that it is not, in fact, this guy’s birthday. The way that Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp kind of slumps in his chair only confirms this to Steve. He turns back to the rest of the table. “One Sparkling Volcano coming up. Can I interest you in something to go along with it? A Maya’s Mango Sorbet or a Raspberry Lemonade Freeze?” The ‘that you’ll actually pay for’ is implied.

“No, just the Sparkling Volcano,” Tribal Salmon says.

Steve feels the corner of his mouth twitch. “Alright. That’ll be just a few minutes.”

“Motherfuckers,” Steve mutters after he puts in the order for the cake. He had liked that table. They had seemed nice. He could’ve sworn that Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp had been checking him out.

Instead they’re making him bring a free hassle of a dessert. Fuck them.

He has enough time to check on two of his other tables before the Sparkling Volcano is up. He looks at the gloppy mess, says a little prayer, then lights the sparkler.

There’s an art to getting to the customer’s table with a lit Sparkling Volcano; it takes time and a certain grace. Steve isn’t quite proud of the fact that he’s been at Rainforest Café long enough to have mastered that art — this is still just a day job that he does to support himself while he makes actual art — but he does have the act down. He grins and he walks to the table, ready to sing the Rainforest Café non-patented birthday song.

And then BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger says, “Holy shit, that’s awesome. Let me get this on camera!”

The next few moments are kind of a blur. One second Steve is bending over to put the Sparkling Volcano down in front of the birthday boy, the next BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger is hopping up and into Steve. “FUCK,” Steve says as he loses his balance, eyes going wide as he falls back, sparkling dessert falling back onto him.

“Clint!” Someone shouts.

“FUCK,” Steve shouts again as the Sparkling Volcano lands on him. He grunts as the sparkler hits his skin — the neck, of all places — then quickly pushes it off of him. As the chocolate sauce extinguishes the flame, Steve just lets himself lay on the ground, neck throbbing. He notices that the “storm” has started and nearby electronic gorillas start pounding their chests and grunting as thunder cracks.

It feels appropriate.

He notices Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp get down on the ground next to him. “Jesus,” he says. “Just tell me,” Steve says, eyes feeling heavy. “Is today really your birthday?”

Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp looks down at him with his very blue eyes. “Yeah,” he says. “Why?”

“No reason,” Steve says, then passes out.

— —

Steve is sitting in the employee back room holding a cool washcloth to his neck when Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp walks in. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi birthday boy,” Steve says. “Sorry I couldn’t sing to you.”

Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp smiles, a little sheepishly. “I told them not to order the stupid cake,” he says.

“I should tell you that it’s fine for something, but honestly? I really wish that they hadn’t.”

Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp barks out a laugh. “Sorry, sorry,” he says. “They thought they were being cute.” He kind of shuffles his feet, looks down. “It’s my first birthday since getting sober. They wanted to do something fun, so they gave me the choice between Rainforest Café and Chuck-E-Cheese. I chose Rainforest Café.”

Steve feels himself soften a little. “Sorry that it turned out this way.”

“Well,” Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp says, shoving his hands in the pockets of his peacoat and looking up at Steve, “it was going pretty good until my friend Clint knocked over the cute server I wanted to ask out.”

Steve blinks. “What?” he asks.

“God,” Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp says, running a hand through his dark hair. “I feel like such an ass, but if you wanted to maybe—“

“Yeah,” Steve interrupts. “I do.”

Caribbean Coconut Fried Shrimp drops his hand and looks at Steve, surprised. “Really?”

Steve shrugs. “Can’t be much worse than being burned by a free dessert.”

“I think Natasha left you a really nice tip.”

“Good,” Steve says. “Then maybe I can get you a decent dessert.”

Caribbean Coconut Shrimp grins. “Yeah?” he asks.

Steve nods. “I’m Steve,” he says.

“Bucky,” Caribbean Coconut Shrimp replies.

“Happy birthday, Bucky,” Steve says.

“Well,” Bucky responds, “it is now.”

Dear korean press, especially magazines,

Since Voice is over, can’t we get a badass villain photoshoot with Jaewook plus some guns, suit and tie and deep gazes? Pretty please :)))

Originally posted by oppasbitsh

The Magician's Nephew: A Summary
  • Diggory: I'll just bury these magic rings under a tree
  • Tolkien: ...what
  • C.S. Lewis: it's a foolproof method of disposing of them
  • Tolkien: ...JACK, WE'VE GONE OVER THIS BEFORE

Nobody asked, but here’s what I think would be an amazing(ly cute) way to resolve the ambiguity:

Greg helps Pearl and Rose make it official.

Rose and Greg are still a couple. And Rose and Pearl are doing what they’ve always done. It’s just that in the course of getting everything worked out, figuring out what the boundaries are, doing the communicating that needs to be done in an open or poly relationship, Rose and Pearl are surprised to learn that humans have a word for what they are (that is, mutually affectionate, deeply in love, and committed to one another for the long haul): married. Or at least life partners.

–He explains that a lot of people think it oughta be exclusive but if everyone consents it doesn’t always have to be i mean this is the 90s

–He expects Pearl to be all about human-style monogamy and she totally isn’t. She saw where that tradition started out, mate. Nah. Nuh-uh. 

–Rose had already made sure Pearl and Greg broke the ice once they both (separately) actually talked to her about how they each felt about the other, but this was the turning point where they started to be able to be friends. Once they’d both validated the other’s relationship with Rose as just as Real and Official as their own it really opened up the channels of communication.

–Pearl and Rose are freaking delighted now that they understand the Terminology of Earth Romance and go run and find Garnet to be like “we’re girlfriends!” and Garnet’s like no shit so am I

–Rose insists on taking Pearl and Greg places all together just so she can introduce them as “my boyfriend and my wife”, it doesn’t last long because they don’t really want to go any of the same places and they still low key compete for her attention but she does try it

–Basically Pearl and Greg get into a groove where it’s like *salute from across the room* I don’t know much about you my friend but we agree on what’s important: Rose Quartz is a goddess and I’d walk over ten miles of broken glass for her. Carry on.

Lava Plume Agate !
The strict trainer of igneous formed gems like Pyrope and obsidian. This agate is not afraid to whip you into shape but can also be a friend for you to confide in. She is strong and passionate. Very determined to make you who you’re supposed to be.
She hones a barbed whip which flickers with flames at every lash.
She is stationed inside a large volcano base.

Feel free to fuse with her, draw her, or ask questions about her !

there must be times where Maya looks at Damian and suddenly starts thinking  that this is the person who killed her father and a volcano of bitter feelings erupt in her stomach…the younger boy is oblivious, going on about some plans he plotted to take down their enemy.. while she turns away trying to repress all of the pain she wishes to demolish forever..because she chose to be by Robin’s.
Sometimes I don’t get how characters can easily forgive someone who killed their parent ( I mean..imagine if someone did this to you and they’re still around and are even close to you!)..even if that parent was horrible, abusive or whatever..
In Maya’s case, she actually mourned her father, as we saw her crying after retrieving his helmet..
So I couldn’t help but think of how it’d surface again when she’s with Damian…it must be hard

Moon Taurus.

You are biking up mountains, and going to the beach and surfing. You are pure kindnesses. You are Hawaii volcanos and waters.

When you feel anything, you push it down. This may be second nature or subconscious, but you do. Eventually, everything piles up and you explode! But when you let everything out you are quick to stop caring. You snap, then you’re done. I like to think of it as a volcano. Things pile up over the weeks/months(even years depending on your sun), it explodes and after everything has cleared, life grows. My mom always says that people cry whenever something that is buried inside of them has been touched without permission. Her moon is in Taurus also.

You have a silly sense of humor and tend to be silly in nature. You are trustworthy, faithful and incredibly honest and open. You are creative and have lots of good ideas–but trouble starting them. You don’t have any secrets. You tend to be a slave to routine. Like if you are in school you do EXACTLY what the teacher says, or if you are cooking and looking at instructions you do EXACTLY what they say. You stay in your lane and don’t like to make others upset. -Riley

rules: using only song titles from one artist, cleverly answer these 10 questions, tag 10  5 people at the end

I was tagged by @expectopatronuts

Artist: The Vamps 

Gender: Girls on TV 

Describe yourself: Half Way There

How do you feel: Volcano 

If you could go anywhere, where would it be: Peace of Mind

Your best friend: Million Words

Favourite time of day: All Night 

If your life was a TV show, it would be called: Worry 

What is life to you: High Hopes

Relationship status: Move My Way

Your fear: Written Off

I tag: @danny-the-coolest @gryffinpufffs @randomcreativitybursts  @dracxlucius @accioslythrn