#lads on queue r

[kehrer24thilo]

second chance - pedri gonzalez

warnings - fluff

A/N - first imagine, wish me luck. y/n = your name. y/r/n = your roommates name

“i was over him” you said to your roommate as you paced back and fourth in the kitchen. “i was like fuck him! fuck him, fuck him! i had pushed him out of my mind and doing my own thing making my own name.” you placed your head in your hands and sighed before looking my best friend in the eyes. “ but then we both happened to be at the same place at the same time and the minute we made eye contact that was it, just like that i wasn’t over him any more.”

EARLIER THAT DAY

you arrived at the barca store early morning in order to pick up my order for my little brothers birthday in a couple days, it was busier than normal, queues were piling up as the minutes went by. heading towards the security man who i’ve known since i moved to barcelona when i was 10 years old. “Jim what’s going on.”

“hello love, it’s been a while but Barcelona fc are putting on a work shop. do you need something.”

“whose here from the work shop and yes i do i have a parcel to pick up.”

“it’s pedri turn today and ok i’ll send you through with matt.”

my body froze at his name, pedri? the same pedri. y/n of course it’s the same pedri who else do you know who plays for barca and called pedri. being shook out of my shocked state by matt.

“come on.”

“wait i need a favour, make sure pedri doesn’t see me.”

“why, i will but is there any reason.”

“not in particular so let’s go, i need to get home.”

being guided around the floods of fans waiting to get their belongings signed hoping that you wouldn’t get noticed but come on y/n don’t be an idiot, many fans know you because of him. you got to behind the till and was ready to make a run for it and get home to relax but life isn’t that easy.

fans did notice and as much as you love them and this point all i wanted to do was good home and eat ice cream. quickly making your way to the exit smiling at a few fans but one comment from a fan made you turn around and as you did his eyes caught onto yours, his eyes that held so many memories.m, the memories that a flooding backing in. frozen in your spot not even computing what the fan said, all your brain was telling you was to run and get out of here. if your gonna stay it won’t be for the best.

arriving at home in a panic, scaring your roommate. “y/n what is going on”

“i saw him, like probably saw him, i’m taking eye contact for 1 minute saw him.”

“ok what then”

“and then i ran, and i look so ugly from behind.”

“i know you’ve blesses everyone’s eyes.”

“girl now is not the time.”

“why did you run”

“i was over him” you said to your roommate as you paced back and fourth in the kitchen. “i was like fuck him! fuck him, fuck him! i had pushed him out of my mind and doing my own thing making my own name.” you placed your head in your hands and sighed before looking my best friend in the eyes. “ but then we both happened to be at the same place at the same time and the minute we made eye contact that was it, just like that i wasn’t over him any more.”

“last time i stalked him for you, he was on a lads holiday for summer break.” your roommate said.

“i know that why i’m so confused on why he was here.”

“is that the only reasons why you are confused.”

“yes” your roommate give you the look of ‘bitch i know you better than yourself don’t lie. “ok i was fine without him my career is going well but as soon as i locked eyes with him the world stopped exactly like the moment i saw him first but i’m telling myself i can’t do it again.”

your phone buzzed but you ignored it. “why can’t you do it, what is stopping you.”

“work, life, myself. he broke up with us because he wanted to focus on himself which i understand but what i didn’t understand was him completely ignoring me and pretending like we haven’t been together for more than two years.”

“have you tried speaking to him.”

“nope, well not since after a month after the breakup when i just gave up on him, us.”

your phone was now blowing up wondering what the hell was going on, opening the instagram notification swiping to the bottom when one notification stood out.

PEDRI followed you

PEDRI wants to DM you —> ACCEPT

strings of curse words replay out of your mouth as once again you start pacing, your roommate asking what’s wrong over again unable to tell her you show her your phone as her eyes dance over your screen as she realises her eyes dart to your both not knowing what to do. before she takes control and starts typing on your phone, not being able to process what is happening you don’t do anything about it knowing you should.

“you’re meeting him in 20 mins at the cafe down the road. and you are not saying no, it’s been two long and you need to talk so go clean up and go.”

“yes mother.” there was no point in arguing with her she was too stubborn for her own good and nothing would get past her.

AT THE CAFE

the familiar ring of the bell that alarmed when the door opened, heading to the back booth the you both always sat in when neither of you could sleep, it was a good job it is 24 hour cafe. not many people were here apart from the usual, hoping that he wasn't sat in the corner of your booth so you could calm the nerves that were flying around in your stomach but of course your luck wasn't on your side as he was sat there not looking one bit different at all, his hair was styled the same way, the way he dressed was the same although he did need to change it up every now and then.

noticing you he stood up to greet you, looking at you before pulling you into a gentle hug before taking a seat again. “so you finally decided to meet me.” he said picking the skin on his finger a habit he knew you hated.

“wasn’t my choice y/r/n made, she’s the one who messaged you.”

“it doesn’t surprise me that it was her but kind of wish you agreed on your own accord and not hers.”

“well i am here ain’t i, if it wasn’t for her then i don’t know if i would have actually messaged you back.”

“mmh.” there was an awkward silence hanging the air before you both tried speaking at the same time causing even more awkwardness as you both agued on who spoke first eventually it was decided that it was you.

“i don’t want any interruptions ok.” you said firmly earning a nod off of him. “i wanted call you, just to see how you were doing but i couldn’t, i can’t talk to someone who held my heart then pretend it never happened.”

“i wanted to ask why it was so hard to get over you, i wanted to know if you felt the pain like knives in your side like i did. i wanted to know if you ever felt lonely when you heard a song or something reminding you of the memories we made.”

“i wanted to say that i couldn’t remember the sound of your voice when you called out my name or the fact that our last kiss wasn’t anything like in the movies that it was so brief that wind had swept it away before i’d have a chance to remember as a memory. i wanted to explain how now i’d forgotten everything apart from the way you made me feel like i could conquer everything and anything.”

taking a deep breath. “so yes i wanted to call you and miss you but instead i sat on the floor and drank shots like they were tea, to be honest in that moment i didn’t know if i still loved you but the again you have to love someone to miss them that fucking much.” by the time you had finished your side of the talk you were out of breath, tears tried to escape you eyes.

moving across the booth to sit next to you, he slid in next to you. “it’s you.” he said looking into your eyes. “you’re the one i want, you’re the one i want to come home to after a bad match, you’re the one i want to roll over to in the middle of the night and wake up next to everyday for the rest of my life. you’re the one i want to take on breakfast dates before we both go our separate way or take you out on a night because i haven’t seen you all day.”

“you’re the one i want to go out and have fun with, take a hike through the woods or by the lake, you’re the one i want to stay in with and build forts whilst watching Disney, you’re the one i want to love and hold when times get tough. All my good day, all my bad days you are the one i want to spend them with. you are it. and i swear to you i have never been so sure about someone in my entire life so please let me back in even if we take it slow.”

you were speechless, you knew he were telling the truth, you know him better than himself and he hates to admit his feeling so to see him do this for you probably makes everything worth while. “i don’t want to take it slow.” you shifted your body to be facing him. grabbing his hands to stop him from picking at his skin. “i want you know, i don’t want to wait.”

his hands found your cheeks as yours found his neck, your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips the tension building up before both of you couldn’t take it anymore, your lips met by a gentle and passionate touch. fire spreading throughout your body. oh how much you missed his lips. coming back for breath a smile on both of your faces making this a memory you won’t forget

#kehrer24thilo #pedri gonzalez #pedri #pedri gonzalez imagine #barcelona #barcelona fc #football image

[steelycunt]

ok but what if you ran into both r and S at a lil welsh shop what then.......

well if i ran into both r and s at my local greengrocers in the little welsh village in which i live i would at first cheerfully greet r and immediately begin to affectionately fuss over him (initially oblivious to his awkward and embarrassed blush and the presence of a second boy beside him) including commenting on how he was just a little dwt of a boy the last time i remember seeing him and his mother in the village and my how he's grown! shot up like a bean sprout he has! though still far too skinny mind you. and how is his mother? and how is the school going? because yes now i recall hope mentioning how he was up at that boarding school...are they feeding him enough? he's a growing boy remember! look at him! and then i would have to smooth his hair down because it has gotten so shaggy and unruly! is that the style for boys these days? (he would politely answer each of my questions and allow me to fret over him in this way without pointing out that his scruffy mop of hair is in fact a deliberate style choice). but then! as i am patting his fringe down i realise he is not here alone! there is another young boy standing in the queue with him! and so well of course i apologise and acknowledge him and ask if he is one of r's little friends from the boarding school and what is his name and how is he? and his little friend--he's wearing an earring! how very fun!--introduces himself and my what an accent! an english boy! it's like i'm talking to the queen! but he's a very polite boy and in fact he tells me he is not only one of r's little friends--he is r's boyfriend! fancy that! two young sweethearts! and well r is blushing furiously now poor lad but i think that is just delightful, and i tell this s boy well i tell him now i've known r since he came up to my knee and now i'm meeting his boyfriend! well i never! and well i happen to have a nephew who is also gay do they know him maybe? his name is gethin he's a very sweet boy--dating a rugby player! can you believe it? and the greengrocer's queue is moving now and it's nearly my turn (the two boys are very aware that we are holding other people up and are glancing around at the other waiting customers every now and then during our conversation but are far too well-mannered to point this out to me) but before i go i have to tell s dear how nice it was to meet him! and i have to turn to r and loudly stage-whisper he's lovely isn't he? he's very handsome! such long hair! like a rockstar! and before r can wish for the ground to swallow him whole i have to tell him to of course give all my love to his mother and tell her i've been growing strawberries in my garden this summer and would she like some? i've got too many! she could make a jam! and that reminds me! i will dig furiously in my massive handbag for far too long to be a comfortable period of time and eventually i will produce two more boiled sweeties for them! one each for you boys! and i will make them promise to be good and take care now before i finally proceed with purchasing the fruits and veg that i set out to buy xx

#my rural welsh middle-aged mother persona is a big fan of s don't get it twisted she is not lyall lupin. #she thinks s is just so fun she thinks he is just marvellous. i may have gotten a little too into her in replying to this ask but thats #frankly beside the point. #sort of blacked out and was possessed by her spirit halfway through this. it couldn't be helped #telegram #anon #r/s

[herbalsingularitea]

Here’s the thing, lads. I proofread like once right before I post. which has honestly worked out fine for me so far

But now I’m getting into the meat of the plot for Holly Jolly and I need to make sure shits at least somewhat consistent,, so I’ve been reading back over everything and wow there’s so much I want to revise. Ya boi is w o r d y as fuck. So after I post the new chapter tomorrow, I’m gonna go through and probably redo a bunch of stuff. Nothing huge, I’m just consolidating some of the unnecessary run ons, adding some extra bits to make some parts clearer, and fixing some formatting things.

I’ll let y’all know if anything major gets changed, but so far the most noticeable thing will be some tweaked dialogue.

Also I have a bunch of art requests in the queue that I’ll probably tackle this week cause my partner is going out of town for a bit so I’ll be able to fully embrace my zoomies yeeHAW

#moss talks #art requests are first come first served but I’ll get to them all eventually I promise

[vipermenace]

Gonna queue up all of my old minecraft art of the characters I played in a server!

I played an Enderian that turned into a ghost, and then was transformed into a blazeborn. An Elytrian that was just a self insert, the Blazeborn construct, and the evil Shark Queen!

I also have a messed up moth lad, but decided against using him since he’s very much a rated R character lol

I still hold my human prince cursed into a sphynx cat man dearly. He’s just a tired old man running a tavern! One day I’ll use him.

#just a warning <3 #they are all my blorbos #i'll post more demon oc stuff later #just going through memory lane

[transbian-technoblade]

I’ve seen a few people post about this already but I just wanna rant some more about the characterization and the way different people are framed during “Hog Hunt” as opposed to the other 3 animatics. So, in no particular order, here are some things I love:

- How when Technoblade strains against the shackles around his wrists it’s like... He’s this super powerful, menacing character displaying a moment of vulnerability by openly showing care for another, yet he’s still the one with all the physical power in this situation.

Fundy and Quackity clearly struggle against him, but Technoblade doesn’t even notice. If he really wanted to, Techno could easily overpower both of them, but there’d be no point since they still have Carl. The shackles are purely there for the butcher army’s reassurance, but in this moment Techno forgets that he’s supposed to pretend like they have any power over him. All he can see is Phil.

- The way Tommy shows up at the end of the animatic with his dorky smile and that tiny braid in his hair and he doesn’t really have any lines and is incredibly passive. It’s so interesting how the character who’s ostensibly been the main focus of the past 3-4 animatics has here not only taken a backseat but seems almost insignificant when posed against these impossibly powerful figures vying for control. We go from watching Techno and Quackity’s legendary battle to this and it’s just...

The way he’s framed in contrast to Techno, he just looks so small and soft. And idk it’s just nice to see Tommy when he isn’t being thrusted into the forefront of the conflict. He deserves the break. It also allows Tubbo’s character to begin developing independent of his which definitely shows through in this animatic...

- Just...everything about Tubbo. The subtle implication that he’s following in Schlatt’s footsteps while Wilbur’s original dream is fading. How sober he’s become in this position of authority that he never even asked for. How he ruminates on a desire for revenge yet sees it as justice. How this desire has turned him cold and even malicious towards Phil. How he’s still so afraid of being victimized again that he continues deferring to Quackity despite his position as president. Not to mention that it’s just so cool to get to see Tubbo being a badass.

- Jesus fuck Quackity. Look at this shot of the butcher army:

Tubbo might be the one speaking but it’s pretty damn obvious from the framing who holds the power here. Quackity is seated at the head of the table beneath the most prominent portrait. There’s a giant X hanging above his head for gods sake. He’s in the center of the frame and cast in dark shadows- you know when he opens his mouth, everybody’s gonna listen.

And I could go on and on about the subtle ways Philza or Ghostbur or Ranboo are characterized but it’s currently 2 in the morning so bottom line is: SAD-ist supremacy watch Hog Hunt

#PLEASE feel free to add to this post #technoblade #philza #ph1lza #tubbo #tubbo_ #Quackity #quackityhq #tommyinnit #dream smp #dsmp #mcyt #spectrum speaks #long post #hog hunt #sad ist #sad ist appreciation #lads on queue r

[danielsullivan]

god nopixel looks like so much fun and I want to play sooooooooooooo bad and i’m an adult with money to spend but GOD the thought of paying to even send in an application and then get REJECTED is just AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

#I'd fucking DIE lmao I mean I KNOW FOR A FACT that they've let the most pea size brained ppl in whose application #can't POSSIBLY have been that in depth etc and like I have an idea on who i'd like for my character to be etc but #REJECTION LADS #R E J E C T I O N #I can handle it IRL but in writing? Horrifying #also it's the thing where it's a content server and obv if you plan on being a content creator you have a bigger chance of getting in #etc #and i'm just.....not into that #I just think it LOOKS FUN #THIS IS RAMBLY DON'T READ IT TBH I'M SORRY #plus the 10+ hour queues are kinda unsexy ngl #to elaborate: I don't mind content creators I just don't want that for myself

[bunbunny02]

Wh, what if I posted more pics of my OCs,, hahah, jk jk,,,, unless,,,? 👉👈

#bunny post #bunny art #bunny's oc(s) #Leaf-on #he he he just a lad that that likes the woods #and and he thinks trees are beautiful & loves to stace at them #u-r-a-queue-t

[bernietaylors]

boat update. we’re docking at the main centre thing so we can head home as soon as we’re finished on the boat in the morning but they have showers here and i swear down i just had the best shower of my life. holy shit.

#rambles #no one cares elle #boat queue #this morning we used a slingshot to fling tomatoes at another boat #then we sailed for ages and got the hang of tacking and it was lush #and we had tomato soup while sailing #now we r back #and we’re gonna carve pumpkins #then play halloween-themed mafia #cannot wait lads

[buglis]

LEGALLY BLONDE AU. JUNOS EX FIANCÉE IS WARNER, JUNO IS ELLE, PETER IS EMMETT, RITA IS PAULETTE, ALESSANDRA IS VIVIAN, AND SASHA AND MICK ARE ELLE’S/JUNO’S SUPPORTIVE ISH SORORITY SISTERS

#tpp #the penumbra podcast #juniverse #jupeter #juno steel #peter nureyev #alessandra strong #rita tpp #sasha wire #mick mercury #anyways im Aware that there r more characters but its midnight twenty one and im Tired. the secret is out i queue most of my posts #i just dont tag my queue because i need Something about me to remain sexy and mysterious yeehaw. is he up at all hours of the night thinking #about tpp? is it his queue? did that lad actually fuckin post smthn about how they appreciate that rilla and damien arent cowards when it #cones to their lizard boyfriend?

[lxvethevoid]

sebastian danzig (szn 01, ep 13 of royal television)

#sebastian danzig #palaye royale #queue many people #i loVE the second shot #there wasnt a lot of just seb in this ep!!! aka: None #so the other lads r there too smh #sebastian #royal television

[vierschanzentournee]

kassandra at perikles’ symposium

#ac odyssey #assassin's creed odyssey #kassandra #video games #mine #alright lads thats all for today #s p queue r

[pettyrevenge-base]

Front of the queue, still made to wait.

My parents had arrived back from a holiday and were waiting in the queue for passport control. A group of young males had also left that flight and joined the same queue. They were quite rowdy and were shouting at the staff to let them through first.

Eventually the staff got sick and put them through to the front. They cheered at their victory and went through passport control.

The conveyor belt started for the baggage reclaim, my parents were unfortunate that they had to wait a long time for their bags. But so did the lads.

My parents finally got their bags, loaded them onto a trolley and went to leave the airport. The last thing they saw, was the lads still waiting at an almost empty conveyor belt.

Clearly, the staff got the information from the passports and held their bags.

Source: reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge

#pettyrevenge #lol #omg

[professorllayton]

theres like 2 trc posts in my queue what the fuck @ me? ? ? 

#i absolutely need 300 posts in my queue for the probably less than a week i wont have internet!!!!!! #absolutely!!!!!!!!! #anyway wherest tf r the trc posts i can queue where r they #i have. . .. . .2 posts left. .. ... until its full . . .. . . ..fdjkj #blabs #anyway !!!!!!!! im going swimming today in our pool im fucken . thriving #im gonna try and find a good site to watch spiderman on . . .hopefully there is one i jsut wanna watch it agai n !!!!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #wow these tags r . all over the place whats up lads

[gloryundimmed]

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[judeswhore]

i remember we were at the club and we were walking around the building to get to the queue and these lads were shouting suiii and my friend turned to me and went “did they just boo us wtf r they doing” and then i had to explain

[transbian-technoblade]

When you think about it that was like. the perfect ending for that arc. Obviously the story’s not over yet - Tommy still has to get back to L’Manberg, he has to reconcile with Tubbo (and possibly Technoblade), he has to get his discs back, he has to put a stop to Dream’s tyrany once and for all, and he has a metric fuckton of trauma to unpack. But on the flip side he made it through the woods. We just watched our protagonist, the hero of our story, someone we’ve identified and sympathized with for months now get pushed all the way to the brink...and come back. Dream took everything from him, nearly took the last piece of his old life he had left. But he stood on the edge staring down at those pictures as ridiculous as some of them were and realized that Dream had already tampered with those memories, by rewriting himself as Tommy’s only friend and by making his real friends out to be his enemies. He saw through Dream’s manipulation, he recognized the pattern of abuse and codependency, and he didn’t just walk away, he ran like hell. He channeled all that self-loathing and self-destructive energy Dream had built up in him into the single-minded drive to take his life back into his own hands, to take it back from Dream. The discs don’t just represent his past or friendship with Tubbo anymore, they represent innocence and freedom and autonomy, and there is no force on earth that will stop Tommy from taking them back now. He said as much himself, “I’m done not fighting. I tried it, and I was not very good at it.” So, what we’re left with is that, despite everything, all that’s been done to him, all that he’s been through, Tommy is still Tommy. He survived. He’s still standing after all this time.

And I hate to get personal but as someone who’s been in abusive relationships before, that is a really fucking powerful message.

#like ghostinnit and villaininnit and all that are really neat IDEAS #but they’re such bleak endings #this ending doesn’t sugarcoat anything #Tommy still realizes how fucked up Dream’s treatment of him was and he’s probably not gonna just bounce back over night #he still has to process all of this trauma #but it’s still a hopeful ending #I think it’s the kind of ending a lot of people NEED to see #also #Elton John reference yay #lads on queue r #mcyt #dream smp #dsmp #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken #spectrum speaks