#dream restaurant

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I had just gotten married to my boyfriend and I accidentally sent his entire family the link to a Stucky fanfic on Ao3 instead of the menu for the restaurant we were going to for dinner. By the time I realised and went to delete it, everyone had already seen the message

[assiraphales]

fuck it. fantasy old western au where zoro is a bounty hunter chasing down outlaws & pisses off the wrong sheriff at a saloon (axe hand morgan). he’s sent to the stocks, hours from dying from heat exhaustion under the hot desert sun, when young upstart monkey d luffy (in search of a stockpile of hidden gold that infamous outlaw gol d roger hid in the mountains) enters the scene guns literally a blazing

[starrysharks]

bella bartender

speedpaint link below:

https://x.com/starrysharks/status/1775239548882063616?t=G6B4eWy5MvVs3qAvwaaG7g&s=09

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

Why yes I did just read a gimmick advert comic specifically so I could see my favourite mangy alley cat Rogue ice prince working at a fast food joint. What of it?

[cuubism]

saw a post the other day, can't remember if it was tumblr or reddit, but it was like 'picky eaters are always characterized as only eating fries and chicken nuggets. what about us picky eaters who only like things like sushi and tiramisu, we exist'

anyway that's human dream

[brattylikestoeat]

Imagine getting one of these before going to a park to read a book under a shady tree.

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

Henry's weird about the machine in a 'I wish to create something that will surpass me and that I can happily die at the hands of' kinda way and Bill is weird about the machine in a 'I want to embody the metal that will outlive my flesh' kinda way. This leads directly into how they are weird about each other this is important.

[lizmitches]

all my love to ms. shira bolitar but if my teenage best friend/lover—who is an absolute smokeshow—cornered me in my kitchen hours after reuniting just to bestow a series of sweet, giggly kisses upon me and then invited me out to ice cream the next day with a text that said ‘don’t worry i brought a lactaid for you :)’ i would hustle my comically petite seattle lawyer ass and file divorce papers on her behalf so fast her head would spin

[yo-kaiwatchkillyourfamily]

Hello good old people of the old tumble Would you like hear my Burger King dream? No?? tough luck. So my mother gave me £17 in like a short pocket that was on the front and not the side so I made my way over the Burger King to order my “plain big Mac with large fries and a large drink” (in real life my order will change ever so slightly to be a plain whopper with cheese and a large fries and drink) but I couldn’t get anything because like evil Super Mario world was to the left just straight up an evil version of Super Mario world like that was Mario and she was standing in a flashy room that was completely black except the floors that were a dark flashy red colour and the cashier was like” no no big Mac for you” so I had to go to another Burger King but guess who decided to wake up that right this and I ended up waking up at 5 o’clock in the morning which is extremely late for me for I normally wake up at two o’clock in the morning

[valeriianz]

Savory & Sweet | Dream x Hob | 6k | E | In-Progress

CW: weird flirting, sexual tension, making out in the walk-in, kitchen verbiage. For @hardly-an-escape for sending in a banger of a prompt lmao how did you know i'd been itching to write a Chef!Hob AU??

Morpheus, the maître d', was smartly dressed in polished dress shoes, tight black slacks, wearing a black button down with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, showing off a watch on one wrist and a collected mess of silver bracelets on the other. Over the dress shirt was a vest equally as black, but with lines that vaguely sparkled, like the weaving was done with holographic thread.

Hob almost dropped the pan he was holding, but managed to smack it down on his board instead, causing some heads to turn and his neck to heat up.

“Fucking–” Mervyn growled while Morpheus patiently stood, his eyes wandered over to Hob and raised one dark eyebrow at him. Hob looked back down at his pasta dish, carefully re-plating it while Mervyn cussed out the existence of parents bringing their children without letting them know and snagging a server to ask them to find a high chair.

Hob had only been here three months, but Morpheus was someone he was easily, and immediately enamored with. The man barely came into the kitchen, but Hob saw him every day one way or another. And each time their eyes met Hob felt those crystal blue eyes burning him. He was so incredibly Hob’s type that it was almost insulting that they’d meet in the worst possible setting… Hob, a meager line cook fresh out of college just looking for a stable job. Wearing a chef coat a size too big on him that by the end of the night was soaked with his sweat and covered in food stains. And his hair constantly struggled to stay in a ponytail, even with the bandana wrapped around his head, so Hob’s fringe would break free and flop over onto his damp brows.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I ordered an ice cream sandwich at a restaurant, but for some reason I was not legally allowed to pay for it. 

[adainesfroggieboggy]

in my “my dreams are real and tangible. i can make them realer.” era. working hard because i want to, working towards a goal i can see and feel and hold in my hands. all my stumbles and all my setbacks? roadblocks. i can find another route. i can get there. i will be ok.

[summershouto]

sometimes I forget how painful sanjis initial backstory is.. a kid so young experiencing starvation. carrying so much physical and mental effects from it. not to mention the isolation and loneliness he experienced as he sat alone watching the shore everyday. and the whole thing with zeff...

anyway I made myself sad so I saved a bunch of young baratie sanjis to cheer myself up

after everything he went through he found zeff- someone who gave him encouragement in his craft he had never experienced before and someone who proudly called sanji his son

[dianadeadwing]

I love that Bob's Burgers depicts a family that works literally everyday and is still on the brink of losing everything. It's a true depiction of the American experience.

[hersurvival]

City streets rapidly claimed,

An intersection moved in upon by rebels,

Guns and dogs and trucks,

As I am in the middle of crossing the street.

Grabbed, dragged, abducted.

A warehouse filled with girls,

Taken. Same as me.

These are trials, competition,

Impress the boss, their leader,

You will survive.

But what am I if not a caretaker?

Time's up and I've helped everyone else

Except myself.

And as the guards come round

To make their judgment,

The panic of being a disappointment,

Of not being perfect,

Has me collapse.

A man straddles me

As I am hyperventilating,

Shoves two fingers under my ribs,

Demanding I focus, sharp pain.

In and out, too bright,

Somehow too dark.

I lock eyes with two girls up high,

Attempting to escape through a vent.

And what good am I if not to protect?

What more can I do as diversion, distraction,

But stop breathing all together.

[miredball]

I AM NOT ME BUT JUST SOMETHING THAT HAS BEEN WALKING FOR A VERY LONG TIME

The Bear Season 1 Episode 1 / Anne Carson, H of H Playbook / Silas Denver Melvin, from a 15 minute write using the prompt “advice to your younger self” / Sharon Olds, “Something is Happening” from One Secret Thing Poems