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Deadplate enjoya….points…stares with my round eyes

YIPPEE!!! Fellow Dead Plate enjoyer spotted!

#dead plate #dead plate game #studio investigrave #Let me talk about the gay bistro for a moment-

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Dead Plate headcanon...? Dead Plate headcanon...? OwO

I don't believe it was ever explained how Vincent lost his sense of taste, so I have this random headcanon that explains both that and why he decided to live above his bistro.

My headcanon is that he was in some sort of car accident, which caused his ageusia and a fear of cars. So, he decided to live above his bistro because then he wouldn't have to drive to work, or walk/bike on the sidewalk where he'd still be near cars as they drive by. Him getting so defensive about living above the bistro when Rody points out how everything could go wrong is because he both knows that one wrong day could destroy everything, and his fear of cars has gotten to an irrational point. Even if Rody doesn't know about it, him pointing out how he lives above the bistro irritates him because it causes him to think about the accident and his fear.

Anyways thought I'd share because I could and it has been tumbling around my brain like clothes in a washing machine.

#dead plate #dead plate game #dead plate vincent #vincent charbonneau #Dead Plate headcanon #studio investigrave #vincent dead plate #headcanons #My brain went brr #And this came out #Enjoy this mush

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Me: I gotta continue my fanfics.

Also Me: I gotta doodle to get inspo for them.

Mr Brain: We've got fifty plotlines, bro. You don't need that inspo. You just want an excuse to design your AU, even if you're never going to post those pics.

#Fanfiction #Fanfict #fanfiction writing #Au #Fandom au #Doodling #doodlings #I swear to God I'm going to continue that Dead Plate fanfiction #I just need to design ghosties #I got it in my drafts I swear

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#Idk what I just made but here we are #Vince doesn't approve of beans on toast apparently #shit post #dead plate #dead plate vincent #dead plate rody #vincent charbonneau #rody lamoree #beans on toast

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This is how I join fandoms lol. Usually I see somebody who shares an interest with me posting about a different fandom, I see a cute character, then I MUST research and join that fandom.

learning about a fandom only through snippets of stuff on the internet is fun.

like I don't really have any interest in watching the show/movie/reading the book/playing the game ect. but that's some really cute ship art you have there. have a little heart

especially cus it's a constant game with yourself of "is it canon, or is it fanon?" but you never will know the answer so you're never gonna know if so and so is actually childhood friends with other person or if the person making the art/writing the fanfiction is just wishful thinking

AND AUS OH MAN THEY CONFUSE THE SHIT OUT OF ME LIKE dude I already don't know what's going on and sometimes I just look at it like "excuse me what" until I realize "ohhhhh it's an au not actual plot"

in conclusion learning about a fandom from the scraps you get online is super fun and I would recommend it if you like making yourself want to cry /mi

#fandom #fandoms #i love doing this #It's how I learned about stuff like Eddsworld #Or Cooking Companions

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Vincent hits a weird comfort character type for me of "we both got medical problems involving food" and now I have to live with the fact that the only character that's hit that type of comfort looks like this half the time.

Not only that but he's NOT beating the cannibalism allegations.

#dead plate #dead plate vincent #dead plate game #vincent charbonneau #comfort characters #why am i like this #“OMG YOU HAVE PROBLEMS EATING FOOD?!” #“SO DO I! WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON!!” #Meanwhile he's a cannibal #His sprite looks like a goober #And I love him #I like seeing him suffer because then I get to go “me too” #Then the other half of the time he's a hot guy

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The Rat is my second favorite Dead Plate character. /J

#crack post #shitpost #dead plate #dead plate game #dead plate meme #Dead Plate rat #studio investigrave #dead plate vincent #dead plate rody #I got this screenshot from a FNAF VHS tape video lol #Somebody said it would become a meme #So I did it

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The idea that Francis must be exhausted 24/7 in order to not be confused for a doppelganger is both hilarious and depressing. My man cannot get any rest or else he might get sent to the D.D.D.

#tnmn #tnmn francis mosses #tnmn milkman #that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #francis mosses #Please don't let my man rest #It's for his own safety #lol

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Dead Plate (Haunted AU) x Reader (Part 1)

Training time!

Prologue, Part 1

TW: None

You wake up in a cold sweat. You don't remember it, but you are pretty sure you had a nightmare of some kind. You look to your clock, seeing that it's 3 in the morning. You sigh shakily, knowing that you don't have any time to try to go back to sleep. You beat your alarm by a whole hour, but you know that if you fall asleep again, you'd probably sleep through it.

You quickly take a small shower, before having some cheap cereal for breakfast. Then, you brush your hair and put on a nice outfit. You may not have the best first impression of your boss, but you want to make a good first impression on him! Plus, you don't have your uniform, yet... so, you might as well dress nice to give yourself some confidence.

After getting dressed, you hear the harsh noise of your alarm, screaming at you that it's 4. Sighing in disdain, you realize that you're stuck waiting for thirty minutes with nothing to do. You've already gone through your morning routine... though, you should set your alarm for 3:30 next time, since it took you longer than expected.

Looking out your window, you see that it's still dark out, as to be expected. It's not only early in the morning, but it's also winter... Man, you really don't like driving in the winter. Screw it, you're heading to work early, just so you don't have to spend thirty minutes dreading the drive. You put on a light coat, which is your only coat, then head to your car.

You arrive around 4:30, only for you to be hit with the sudden realization that you might've arrived too early. What if the doors are still locked? Heading out of your car, you march on up to the doors of La Gueule De Saturne, ready to knock on the doors-

You yelp, startled as they open before you can even knock on them. Looking up, you see a ghostly pale man with black hair and tired eyes. He looks expressionless, or as close as you've seen to expressionless on somebody before, at least. His eyes are locked onto you, as he speaks in a familiar voice.

"You're rather early... You must be the new waiter I hired." "Oh! Um... yes! I'm (Y/N) (L/N)." "Come in, then. Since you're early, we can start your training early." Damn it. You hoped he'd give you some time to rest... then again, this is a job. You follow him inside, looking around the main area.

It looks very lavish, if not a bit bleak. Greys, beiges, and white make the main colors of the dining area, with splashes of red velvet here and there. There's four tables with two seats each, two booths with four seats, and... two tables with one seat? You've never seen any restaurants with tables for one, before. Maybe a few cafés, but not full-blown restaurants.

Suddenly, Vincent points to a wall of the dining room, speaking in a slightly stern voice. "There is the partition window. When customers orders are ready, they'll be set on the counter there. Grab them and serve them to the correct guests." You follow where he's pointing, quickly spotting the partition window. Before you can comment on it, he points to the register. Wait... you're going to be working everything out front, aren't you?! You didn't sigh up for this!

"You're going to also seat the guests, as well as collect the money they pay for there meals. You'll earn tips. Make sure the customers like you, because they'll tip you higher. That, and you're the only waiter here." You stammer a bit at that, looking more than a little shocked. You don't argue, though. You want this job... You need this job. You aren't going to risk it. "Alright, Chef Charbonneau."

You turns to face you, again... He then crosses his arms, looking at you with a serious expression. "You better be good at your job. You are already making a better impression than the last waiter, but that doesn't mean you won't be able to let me down. I'm very strict, and have high standards."

You nod, looking back to him. There's an awkward silence, before he sighs and looks to the side. "You know you can talk to me, right? I may be strict, but I'm not a drill sergeant." You quickly nod, again, stammering. "Oh, yes! I just uh... I'm not the best at making conversation." He chuckles halfheartedly, before sighing.

Smiling, you are about to continue, before he cuts you off. "If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen. The doors to the kitchen are over there." Vincent then points behind him, before continuing. "You can talk to me whenever you need something."

You look to the kitchen doors... seeing a small tuft of orange hair peeking from behind the circular window. It's probably one of the chefs. You look back to Vincent, nodding again. "Alright, Chef Charbonneau. What should I do while I wait for the bistro to open?"

His dark, tired eyes trail up to a clock nearby, causing your own (E/C) ones to follow. It's 5, now, so you have an hour. "Familiarize yourself with this room until then. I'm going to go get you your uniform." "Yes, Chef Charbonneau!" Then, the strange chef disappears into the kitchen.

You get to work, walking around the dining area and observing everything. There's a gray carpet, as well as a red one by the check-in area... this is actually pretty boring. You're basically just walking in circles around the room. The most exciting thing is when you saw a young lady walk by the window outside.

You hear the door to the kitchen open, as a lesser chef walks over to you and hands you your waiter's outfit. They then rush you to a restroom to get changed, handing you a bag to put your clothes into after you get the uniform on.

You walk out back to the dining room right in time to start working. 6 o'clock has hit. You see a few guests come in, finally giving you something to do. Quickly running over, you sit them down at a table for four. Writing down their requests on a notepad, you walk over to the partition window and hand the kitchen their orders.

As you do so, you notice something peculiar... none of the cooks have orange, or even ginger hair. They all have dark hair, with one person having blonde hair. That, and Vincent is staring at you like a hawk. You try to pay no mind to it... maybe the guy with orange hair is just out of view from the window? Either way, it's not important. You have to continue work.

The rest of the day goes by without any problems. Collecting your tips, you count them out to being around a hundred or so dollars. You help with closing, sweeping the floors and cleaning the tables, before looking to Vincent as you leave. "Have a nice night, Chef Charbonneau."

He looks to you, looking slightly shocked, like you had knocked him out of some odd daze. He slowly nods, before waving in return. "You, as well. Be sure to get here on time, tomorrow." "I got here early, so I'm sure I'll be on time, tomorrow." "The last waiter came in late on his second day... Just be on time." "... Okay..." That man is weird.

You nod in acknowledgement, then begin walking to the exit. The day has ended, and quite honestly, you need some rest... That, and you want to get to sleep early, just to spite you boss by being early two days in a row.

#dead plate #dead plate au #dead plate x reader #vincent charbonneau #vincent charbonneau dead plate #rody lamoree #dead plate rody #rody lamoree dead plate #marieanne vacher #manon vacher #dead plate manon #Haunted AU

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Dead Plate (Haunted AU) x Reader (Prologue)

I made a silly little AU, so now I gotta write for it. Anyways here's a silly little prologue of you getting hired!

Prologue, Part 1

TW: None

You toss and turn in your apartment, waiting hopelessly to get a call back from where you applied to. You applied about a week ago to La Gueule De Saturne, both because... well, you need a job... and because you heard they were hiring a waiter position. Apparently, not many people are actually applying there, anymore, so you hope they're desperate enough to hire you. You aren't sure why, but that might be because you don't really care to keep up with the news.

After you are about to give up hope, however, until you finally get a phone call. Rushing over to your house phone, you answer. "Hello? This is (Y/N) speaking!" "Hello... This is Vincent Charbonneau. I'm calling to tell you that you have been hired."

You swear, you almost squealed with joy. You finally have a job! However, you hold it in, instead making sure to ask some questions. "Alright... it's as a waiter, yes?" "That's what you applied for. What do you think?" "Okay... um... when should I get there?" "You'll have training tomorrow, at 5 AM. The workday starts an hour later." God... This man sounds super unenthusiastic about everything, doesn't he? "That sounds good! I'll see you then, Mr. Charbonneau!" "Chef Charbonneau." "... Chef Charbonneau."

Before you get the chance to, he hangs up the phone. He seems rather moody. Then again, you never met him, before. When you visited the bistro to hand in your application and resume, a random chef showed up to take it. You didn't even have an interview! Wow, they must be desperate...

Still, even with the bad first impression of your boss, you finally let out that excited squeal you were holding in. You finally have a job! After your old workplace burned down, you've been lucklessly searching for a new one. It seems like your luck has finally kicked in! Maybe soon you can stop having to ask your family for help paying your rent...

Looking to the clock, you realize how late it is. It's 10 PM! Why would you get a call at 10 PM, anyways...? You pay no mind, instead rushing through your nightly routine, and heading to bed.

#dead plate #dead plate au #dead plate x reader #Haunted AU #vincent charbonneau

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My cat, Morgana, would send anon hate if he knew how to. However, considering the fact that he's been doing donuts in the corner for five minutes straight while trying to catch the toy he is donuting around... He'd probably be too incompetent to do so even with the knowledge of how to use social media. He'd accidentally send hate on his blog.

do you think your pet would send anon hate?

yes

no

i dont have a pet

#My cat is a bit stupid #but i love him #my cat #pets #tumblr polls

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I'm watching Fionna and Cake while obsessed with Dead Plate, and I've realized something.

Here's my silly observation.

#dead plate #dead plate rody #dead plate manon #rody lamoree #manon vacher #fionna and cake #adventure time #fionna and cake simon #adventure time simon #fionna and cake betty #adventure time betty #simon petrikov #betty grof #They are very similar #Except for their personalities

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Me when I send pictures of my fictional pookies and smol beans to my friend, and I get them to simp for my fictional pookies and smol beans.

I love it when my scrimblo gets friend-approved.

#They've gotten the stamp of approval #my friends #fictional crushes #my pookie #smol beans

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Here's this with zero context (besides me having made it on my phone, just to explain why it's so messy lol).

#dead plate #dead plate vincent #vincent dead plate #vincent charbonneau #You shall get no context for this #Context is dead #he is pookie

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Random headcanon based on me hearing different people pronounce Mosses:

Half the residents pronounce his last name as "Moses", while the other half pronounce it as "Moss-es". He's too tired to correct them, and honestly doesn't care. He only really cares when some more adamant residents start arguing that their pronunciation is right, then try dragging him into the argument, thus causing him to be petty and say he doesn't care.

Everyone is confused, and only the doorman knows because they've heard Francis say his last name when they call to check if he's home.

#tnmn #tnmn milkman #tnmn francis mosses #that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #thats not my neighbour milkman #francis mosses #Tnmn headcanon

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The That's Not My Neighbor fandom is constantly one wrong step away from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. We gotta watch our backs, lol.

The more I lurk in the TNMN fandom, the more I feel like the Francis doppels should be more afraid of us than we definitely are not of them. That, and the real Francis is doomed either way-

#that's not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #tnmn

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The more I lurk in the TNMN fandom, the more I feel like the Francis doppels should be more afraid of us than we definitely are not of them. That, and the real Francis is doomed either way-

#tnmn #thats not my neighbor #that's not my neighbor #tnmn milkman #tnmn francis mosses #thats not my neighbour milkman #francis mosses #Run milkmen run!