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valeskafics · 1 year
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"Thank You" (Platonic Lucerys Velaryon x Reader)
A/N: soooo this is a COMPLETELY PLATONIC one shot!!! Luke mentions having a crush on the reader when he was young but no romance nope nope nope. I kept who the husband is vague so it can be Aegon/Aemond/Jace, whichever you choose 💕
Summary: Luke comes to babysit your kids and tells you a little known secret.
TW: profanity, innuendo
Word Count: 1,231
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
Luke pulls up in front of your home, smiling to himself. He hasn’t seen the two of you in quite some time. He is in last year of university and has been drowning in grad school applications. In fact, the last time he saw you might have been at the annual summer Targaryen-Velaryon-Hightower family barbecue. You and your husband had been responsible for grilling the burgers. Of course, that ended in disaster and Great Grandpa Otto’s Foreman Grill will never be the same again.
He laughs aloud at the memory and moves to ring the doorbell. You seem to have already heard his car pull in, because the door is opening before he can even touch the button. You give him a wide smile and pull him into a tight hug.
“What’s so funny, Luke?” you raise a brow at the young man who is like the little brother you never had, “Do our Halloween decorations amuse you that much?”
He looks out at the various skeletons and tombstones that decorate your front yard and grins at you, “Yeah, you’ll be a big hit with the trick or treaters.”
“We always are,” you say, pulling him inside, “Come in. The kids are in the living room, they’re excited to see Uncle Luke!”
“Yeah, I’m excited to see the little shits too,” Luke responds, taking his shoes off, remembering Aegon’s story about how you once threw his own shoes at him when dared to wear them inside your apartment when you were in college.
“Hey,” you point a finger at them, “They’re medium sized shits now.”
You and Luke go into the living room and your three sons, Jahaerys, Rhaegar, and Maegor, and your daughter, baby Daenerys, playing video games instead of doing their homework as you had told them.
“Ugh,” you groan, “Their dad probably turned on the TV, he always makes me be the bad guy,” Luke snickers as you herd your children onto the couch, turning off their Xbox and immediately being whined at, “Hey! No, I said homework, then Xbox.”
“But Daddy said we could!” Daenerys whines.
“Who’s the boss here, sweetie?” you say, “Mommy. Not Daddy, Mommy. Now, you four be good for Uncle Luke, okay?”
The kids finally notice Luke’s presence and scream as they pile onto him, each saying how much they missed him, and in fact, fighting over who missed him the most. You hear someone walking down the stairs and turn to see your husband buttoning his jeans.
“Hey, baby, it’s time to head out,” he comes and kisses your forehead, turning to Luke, clapping him on the shoulder, “You gonna be good handling them for three hours? We’re really sorry, we wouldn’t have asked, Daeron usually does it but he-”
Luke waves the two of you off, “Don’t worry about it. I missed them. It’ll be fun.”
You pull on your high heels as your husband goes to turn on the car and turn to Luke, “So, you know all the important numbers are on the fridge. No sugar for Maegor after seven and Dany’s Epi-pen is-“
“Y/N,” Luke levels you with an amused look, “I know where everything is. You two deserve a night off. Go, have fun.”
You nod, kissing him on the cheek and calling out to your husband who is now honking the horn obnoxiously, “I’m on my way, you dick!”
You wave again at Luke and close the door behind you, giggling as your husband lets out a wolf whistle at you, still able to make you blush like a schoolgirl all these years later.
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When you come back that night, Luke is beyond ready to get some shut eye. The kids made him play Cops and Robbers for two hours straight, followed by an overly competitive game of MarioKart. He practically sobs with relief when he hears your key in the door. The two of you enter, the house, your kids running and clinging to your legs when you close the door. Your husband offers to take them to bed before whispering that you can thank him by leaving the lights on tonight. You slap the back of his head before giggling, still a bit wine drunk from dinner.
You go to Luke and grin, “Thank you, Luke. I Venmo’d you for your trouble, you’re such a sweetheart. I’m so glad I can really call you my family.”
Luke smiles as your kids come and kiss you goodnight before being wrangled up the stairs by your husband, who says his own brief goodbye to Luke.
“So, how’re the grad school apps going?” you ask excitedly, “Are you enjoying senior year? Met anyone?”
“We’re not all lucky like the two of you, Y/N,” Luke teases, “Some of us have to graduate to find their soulmate.”
You scoff, “Ha. Soulmate. He’s a major pain in my ass is what he is. You Velaryons and Targaryens are menaces, all of you.”
Luke’s eyes find a photo on your fireplace that makes him smile widely, “Oh my God, I remember this!”
He goes and picks up the photo. You and the entire family on that family vacation to Hawaii from so many years ago; the group photo at Diamond Head Volcano which everyone had to struggle to cram themselves into.
“That was the best family vacation ever,” Luke grins.
“I remember you cockblocking everyone,” you snicker, “When you came and sat by me on the plane. They were so fucking pissed.”
“Yeah,” Luke chuckles, placing the photo back, “I never told you, but I had such a big crush on you back then.”
You gasp, slapping his shoulder, “Shut up, no you did not!”
He nods, laughing at your reaction, “I did, I swear! I thought you were the coolest, prettiest girl on the entire planet. I really looked up to you and it just kind of spiraled into this big ass crush,” his eyes move to your wedding photo and he smiles, “But even back then, I knew the two of you were meant for each other.”
“Aw, Luke,” you pull him into a tight hug, “Please come around more often. We miss you. Maybe we can take the kids and all go to Hawaii again someday!”
He nods excitedly, “That would be awesome! And I could introduce you guys to Sara!”
Your eyes widen in glee, “Lucerys Velaryon, you have a new girlfriend!”
He nods, grabbing his backpack, “I do, I do! You guys will love her, she’s super nice.”
“Bring her around for dinner next weekend,” you smile, “I’ll invite Helaena and the others. We can all meet her.”
“For sure,” he pauses before turning to give you a hug, “Thank you for teaching me what a good woman is like, Y/N, and the two of you showing me at true love looks like.”
You smile at him, almost teary-eyed, about to respond, when your husband’s voice rings out, “Baby, the kids are asleep, but Daddy’s not! Come on!”
You turn to Luke and the two of you burst into laughter.
“I’ll let you get back to Daddy,” he chokes out, heading to his car.
You shake your head, “Text one of us you got home okay!”
He sticks his head out the window and retorts, “I think you’ll be too busy to reply!”
You laugh and wave, watching him disappear into the night.
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dreamcorechild · 7 months
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Sekido, Karaku and Urogi working at Mcdonalds. :D
TW: Long post and A bit of nsfw at the end.
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Sekido looked disgusted and he rolled his eyes with annoyance
"GRRRRRR. Why of all places? I, Sekido. The demon that symbolizes Anger, must work at this stupid, filthy and disgusting place called McDonald's for one week, all because of human's stupidity and ignorance. I can't wait to get this dumb work done with."
"This job ain't too bad y'know~"
Karaku said as he laughed while putting on the McDonald's uniform
"Are you kidding me right now?! This place is a complete mess with so many filthy, greasy and annoying customers and workers. Why must I suffer with this dumb work??"
Sekido's face was red with anger. He was irritated, annoyed and irritated with so much anger boiling within him. His heart was racing with so much stress and anxiety as he took a deep breath.
"Awwww.. So grumpy today eh? Maybe you need a hug or a kiss~"
Urogi. The demon of Joy. His wings fluttered with happiness as he looks at you with a loving and tender look on a sunny day. He smiled happily and extended his hands out to you with a calm and loving voice.
"Come over here. Let me give you a tender loving hug~"
He giggled and smiled
"Don't… touch me."
Sekido said while his teeth gritted with anger and annoyance. His eye-balls turned red and his face turned angry. He glared at you with such intimidating eyes as he looked at you with much caution. With a deep sigh, he turned his head away from you
"Awww.. Don't be such a grumpy old man. You sure need some love and affection~ C'mon! Give me a hug and a kiss~"
Urogi looks up at you while still maintaining that tender, loving and happy expression. He extends his arms towards you lovingly in a very cute manner.
"Please~?" Urogi asked with a sad puppy dog eyes.
Sekido grabbed a tray and hit Urogi with it. Telling him to put on his McDonalds uniform and start working.
"That's the spirit, Sekido! Show the joy demon no mercy. What a lazy ass he is."
Karaku smirked as he folded his hands behind
"I'm just in charge of this station. I'm here to help you if anything."
Karaku chuckled then looked outside the window
"Hm.. A bus is coming out, ready to drop off more annoying customers."
Urogi chuckled as he put on his McDonald uniform in a swift and stylish manner. He looked up at Sekido with a teasing smirk on his face.
"Ooooh..~ This fast food joint is getting more and more fun than I imagined!~"
Urogi grinned and tilted his head at Karaku with a twinkle in his eyes
"Ahh.. Customers.. They should be the most fun customers to play with, no?~"
"I like your energy, Urogi. You're my type of demon."
Karaku looked at you with an interested gleam in his eyes, he leaned closer to give you an evil grin
"Just make sure to use your skills of manipulation, to bring some satisfaction to the customers"
Karaku said and clapped his hands together
"Let the fun begin."
Sekido put on a fake smile and greeted the customers
"Welcome to McDonald's, how may I take your order? Is it a Big Mac? How about a McFlurry? Maybe you're in the mood for some fries? Or any of our delicious McDonald's meals that we offer in our menu, I am more than happy to take your order."
Sekido was irritated as he looked at the customers with an annoyed face on the inside.
Urogi. The demon of Joy was standing at the kitchen. He is all excited to bring smile and happiness to the customers and staff with his loveable and adorable skills.
He was preparing burgers and french fries and he looked over at Karaku while whistling a happy tune to himself. He was having the time of his life and working was not too bad at all as it seemed.
Sekido sighed and put on a more friendly manner in helping the customers out. He continued making the burgers and French fries and he was pretty good at it too. Even though these customers were annoying, his skills with the spatula were top-knotch and he was able to get the orders done within minutes. In fact, he was so fast that his other co-workers, particularly Urogi was impressed with his skills
"Damn, you're pretty fast, Sekido."
Karaku leaned towards you with a sly smirk
"You know I've been watching you for a while. Just wanted to let you know."
Karaku chuckled and smiled as some more customers were standing at the front counter to order their food.
"Gasp!"
Urogi. The demon of Joy. He was whistling his happy tune while he was still working at the kitchen. All of a sudden, he heard so many loud noises outside. A sudden wave of anger and irritation washes over him as he rushed over to see the mayhem.
"What is going on outside..?" Urogi asked himself with a raised eyebrow as he looked over at the angry Sekido dealing with the kids.
"ENOUGH OF YOUR STUPID, ANNOYING SCREAMING!!"
Sekido yelled at the children furiously. His face was a bright red with his eyes being a deep crimson and black mixed. His Khakkhara made its appearance in the air, as the electricity crackled intensely. He growled and yelled at the kids again
"SHUT UP YOU FOOLS! WHY CANT YOU BEHAVE LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE!? WHY SHOULD I EVEN BOTHER TO DEAL WITH SUCH TRASH AND DISGUSTING HUMAN BEINGS!?"
Karaku snickered with laughter as he watched the kids and parents panicking in shock. His evil smirk grows wider on him as he looks at both Sekido and Urogi
“I've gotta hand it to you Sekido. You’re really making these humans feel the pain~”
He chuckled and clapped his hands together as he looked at the customers with a smug face in delight
"My word!~ My word..~"
Urogi. The demon of Joy. He was covering his ears in agony as his wings fluttered in stress and his eyes were blood shot red with anger. A vein pop up on his forehead as he grit his teeth in anger. The kids started to cry and so did the parents, it was a complete chaos. Urogi couldn't handle it this was too overwhelming for him.
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF.."
Urogi roared in pure unbridled fury and frustration. He couldn't take it anymore.
Just then. The manager arrived. With one big step. Everything became silent
"THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!?!!"
"Oh, Hello there, Manager. These stupid customers were making too much noise when it's clearly quiet time in this building. I was simply giving them a lesson that they'll never forget. This place isn't an amusement park you know?…"
Sekido replied in a calm yet irritated manner. He looked towards the manager with anger in his face as he continues speaking.
"In fact, these customers should apologize, for their disgusting, noisy behaviour here!"
Some of the customers remained silent, not wanting to say anything.
Urogi. The demon of Joy. He was shivering with fear as the manager shouted. Sweat drops poured on his forehead and he took deep, heavy breaths as he looked down at the floor in shame. His wings drooped down with his head tilt down low as his hands were covering his ears still and he couldn't control the tears.
"O-Oh dear…"
Urogi whispered with a voice of fear and anxiety as his body was shaking. He didn't wanna get in trouble. He didn't want to get fired..
"Sekido, we have been over this. You dont need to get violent with the customers just because their noisy. Their always noisy on a busy time like this when its a bank holiday. Just calm down and take out your anger on something else okay!! I dont want any more suing from these people that would eventually lead to us getting into more trouble. Got it?!"
"Yes… manager…"
Sekido replied with a calm, yet firm voice. He was annoyed and angry with those words, especially the phrase 'calm down' and 'take out your anger on something else'. Sekido's Khakkhara dissapeared, but he was still mad with the manager's statement
"But you have no idea how hard it is to control these annoying and noisy customers. I don't get payed enough to deal with this nonsense!"
Urogi was still anxious and fearful. He had his body leaning on a nearby wall while he covered his ears and face with his hands. He was still shivering with anxiety and fear. He looked over at the manager and he couldn't speak because he felt that she is gonna shout at him too. He nodded his head nervously as he tried to hold it together.
"Mm~.. Ok.. Y-yes.. Ok.. I understand manager.."
Urogi was still shivering as he spoke to the manager in a tiny voice.
"Good. Now get back to work. You three are my only employees here after all. AND KARAKU STOP SHAKING YOUR REVOLTING BUTTOCKS!!!"
Karaku gasped in horror and embarrassment as he looked at the manager with wide eyes as he covered his face with his hands
"E-erm~ I didn't realize I was doing this, my apologies.."
Karaku chuckled nervously then bowed to the manager with a bow and a smile on his face
"Understood, manager. We'll get back to working then.."
Urogi looked around with fear and anxiety as he is still shaking while taking deep breaths in and out for relaxation. He was still covering his ears and looking at the manager in fear. He quickly nods his head, but he still couldn't speak. "Mmm~.. Yes.. Yes. Ok.. O-ok.. Ok."
He gulped with so much fear and anxiety in his voice. He quickly got back to work while still shivering with fear and anxiety. At this point, no customers were present and it was quite. It was like a calm before the storm.
The calm before the storm didn't last too long as Karaku watched the kids running and screaming all over the place while eating their food in a messy way
"Damn it, the chaos is back." Karaku sighed with a disappointed look on his face
"Why do these humans have to act like a bunch of animals when the food is right there in their hands??"
Karaku took a deep breath, as he got over to the counter to help out with the customers again.
Urogi. The demon of Joy looks over to see the scene of mayhem as his wings flickered with annoyance once more. His yellow golden eyes were glowing with fury and his voice was louder than usual as he spoke in such a stern voice.
"Hey you! You kids! Stop making such a scene and be grateful you got some food! Stop behaving like filthy animals and eat your food neatly. It's not even that hard!"
His wings fluttered with joy as he smiled at the kids. This time, with a devilish grin on his face.
At that, one of the kids gave him the middle finger.
Karaku's face went from calm, to completely shocked. His face was bright red with rage and steam was coming out of his ears as he took a few deep breaths to cool off
"Wh-.. You little sh-.. What the f-.."
Karaku's eye went completely red with fury as he looked at the kids. His hands was clenched hard in a fist as he tried to control his anger.
"GRRRR, YOU LITTLE-"
As Karaku yelled, Sekido dragged him outside. He tried to pull away from his grip, but there was no use
"LET ME GO, I AM GOING TO TEAR HIM TO SHREDS!!"
Karaku yelled as he tried to free himself from Sekido's grip. Karaku was in a rage and he was completely mad, he wanted to teach the little kid a lesson or two.
"I'm warning you, Karaku. Control yourself, otherwise I'll be the one teaching you a lesson."
Sekido snapped at Karaku as he glared at him with a stern expression on his face. He was disappointed with his behaviour, and that he was acting reckless. He still had his grip on Karaku's arm, and was trying to calm him down.
"The manager already gave us a stern enough warning, so I suggest you calm yourself. Don't make the situation worse and give the manager a bigger headache."
Urogi's wings fluttered and he smiled at Sekido in a concerned manner. He tried to stay out of the situation and just listen and see how the situation unfold
Urogi cleared his throat as he cleared his throat and spoke softly "I agree, Sekido"
Urogi bowed to Sekido with a soft, gentle smile on his face as he looked up at the taller demon with a respectful face. He didn't want to get himself involve and he understood what Sekido meant by not making the situation worse.
Sekido's expression became more relaxed and gentle as he felt bad that he snapped at his friend, Karaku. He let go of him and stood next to Urogi, both of them still concerned for Karaku
"Do you think he'll be okay? I understand he can be impulsive at times, but I never saw him get this angry before."
Sekido turned to ask Urogi with a worried tone in his voice. He knew very well that if the manager comes back, and Karaku is still angry. They'd be in an even worse situation than before…
"Mm~ I think he will be fine, Sekido. He is just very passionate when it comes down to things that upset and anger him. I have witnessed him getting angry like this a few times."
Urogi smiled softly and looked over at Sekido. He looked at Karaku with concern and hope that he can calm down before the manager comes back. Otherwise, who knows what will happen next..
"I just hope that the manager takes it easy on him as much as he can." Urogi said under his breath
"Hmm.. I suppose you're right Urogi, I worry too much sometimes…."
Sekido sighed as he crossed his arms, hoping that Karaku can calm down before anything bad happens. In the meantime, the manager was talking to another group of customers, so at least they had some time to cool off.
Sekido turned to Urogi with a confident smile on his face
"I bet things will turn out fine.. after all. This is not our first time dealing with these kind of customers."
As Sekido and Urogi chatted for a while, Karaku stood there by himself with his arms crossed in silence, still very upset about what just happened a few moments ago.
"That kid… Is going… To PAY FOR WHAT HE DID!! I MUST TEACH HIM THE RIGHT MANNERS!!!"
Karaku gritted his teeth in anger, he was still upset that the manager yelled at him and the fact that the kids gave him the finger pissed him off more.
Urogi noticed that Karaku was all by himself with his arms crossed. He was still upset about what happen a few moments ago. Karaku was also gritting his teeth in anger and he couldn't stop thinking about the kid and what he said to him which didn't please him at all. Urogi couldn't let his friend be like this, especially since he has a reputation for being the demon of joy.
"Hey Karaku, why don't you come over here and have a talk with me?" Urogi said with a little smile on his face.
"Yeah, Karaku. Don't stay here all by yourself. You might do something irrational that the manager won't like. And it is not our goal to be fired on the first day of this job."
Sekido put his hand on Karaku's shoulder, with a small smile on his face
"Come on now, don't be all moody. There is plenty of time to teach the customers a lesson after we're done here."
Sekido took a deep breath as he tried to calm down Karaku
"Mm~ You're right. Besides, it'll be bad for our reputation if we get fired so easily in our first day. The Manager didn't hesitate to yell at me, so he ain't gonna be lenient with us at all."
Urogi smiled and laughed with a twinkle in his eye and wings fluttering with joy. He gave Sekido a nod of approval before speaking to Karaku
"Come on Karaku, let's get back to work and see what else these human customers have in store for us."
"True true, I suppose the manager wouldn't give us some slack if he yells at us again. And, I'll be nice to the customers this time. This was just one little slip up, that's all."
Karaku had a grin on his face
"Alrighty, shall we go back to work?" Karaku said as he smiled. He sounded a bit more friendlier than before
"Yes, let us go back to helping the customers and being nice to them. I'll be sure to keep them happy and not get too much into it as you did."
Urogi nodded his head to Sekido and Karaku with a twinkle in his eye and he smiled
"Alright! Now let's start working again!"
Urogi turned around and flew back to the kitchen to get back to making burgers and french fries as he looked very happy again, his wings flying at fast speeds in delight.
"Alrighty, I guess we will finally be having some peaceful time now that those rude kids are leaving.. Hmm?"
Karaku said as he stretched a bit and took off his hat
"That kid really ticked me off with his bad behaviour. He should learn some manners and respect.."
Karaku chuckled a bit and brushed the top of his head with his fingers. Then he put on his hat again and got back to work to help fill out the order too.
"Urogi~! What are you doing!?"
Sekido said with a stern tone in his voice as he was disappointed to see Urogi drinking from the ice cream machine. He was confused and annoyed that Urogi would behave in such a way
"Have you lost your mind, Urogi? Have you forgotten that there is no food or drinks allowed on the job!?"
"Ooo, that ice cream was delicious..!!" Urogi said with a tiny giggle and a huge grin on his face. He looked at Sekido with joy and excitement. Clearly ignoring the manager's rules..
"Don't mind me, Sekido~!! I just couldn't resist it..!"
Urogi had no regrets in drinking the ice cream.. In fact, he was even happy with it and was enjoying it. The demon of Joy had a huge sweet tooth so eating the ice cream without being caught was definitely a good treat for him.
Sekido took some deep breaths and sighed
"Urogi, if you can't control yourself here, and still drink ice cream while on a shift. I'm guessing the manager will just kick us out of his restaurant for good. I'm glad you enjoyed the ice cream, but you still shouldn't consume it on the counter. If you want, you may go to the back of the kitchen and eat the ice cream there."
Sekido was still strict about Urogi's behaviour, despite him enjoying his treat.
"Ooo~ That sounds like a very delicious idea, Sekido~!!"
Urogi gave a wide grin as he fluttered his wings with joy and excitement. That way, he could have his cake and eat it too…
"Mm.. I definitely can't say no to the ice cream if I see it… No matter what~!!"
Urogi looked at Sekido with a huge and charming smile on his face while his eyes glimmering of delight and anticipation.
"Geez… Talk about overeating, am I right?"
Karaku chuckled to himself and watched a fat person walk in. He was surprised at how much this person could stuff their face with food
He couldn't help but feel amused since he's never seen someone this fat. He was a bit disgusted seeing how much food this person is eating. Karaku took a deep breath and just shook his head in disgust as he went back to work. He thought to himself
"Does this person even care about their health? Disgusting.."
Sekido took a moment to look over from his station and saw how huge this person was
"That… is definitely unhealthy…"
Sekido was thinking to himself in his head
"Even as a demon, I wouldn't eat food to the point where I could barely move my body."
Sekido's face looked a bit disappointed, as the man continued to shove the burgers and fries into his mouth
Urogi turned his head and looked over at the counter to see the fat man. He was surprised, disgusted, and amazed as he couldn't resist himself from wanting to laugh at the fat man belching so loudly
"Mm~!! Oh my..! Look at the fatass belching!"
Urogi chuckled as he flew over to Karaku and Sekido and spoke low enough for only them to hear him.
"I find him quite amusing!~ He is just… Eating like.. So much.. And with that loud belching.. Hehe~"
"Seriously, his belch was so loud.. I didn't even know a human could get fat enough so that their body had to make noises when they belched."
Sekido covered up his nose, as he was in absolute horror at the sheer stench the man's breath caused
"Goodness… he needs to take better care of his body. Eating like that will cause him to have health problems and probably diabetes."
"No kidding, I can smell the stench from over here and it's absolutely disgusting! I wonder if he's just trying to get fat on purpose because.. Well, who in their right mind would want to be this fat…?"
Urogi smiled in disgust and he turned his nose up in the air and made a loud sniffing sound. The demon of joy looked over at the man with pure fascination and disgust as well.
"This is amusing, hehe~ But seriously though.. That's gotta be bad for your health."
"That man must be one of the laziest and disgusting humans I've ever seen.."
Karaku rolled his eyes and tried to hold in his laughter at the man. He also looked in horror at his body and the sheer size of him
"I didn't know humans could be this lazy.. He looks like a walking corpse."
Karaku covered his nose as he looked back at him
"He seriously has no self control and is stuffing his body with food and is probably making himself sick. How disgusting."
The fat man went over to make his order
"Can I have 500 cheeseburgers/hamburgers. 300 nuggets, 80 large fries, and 100 shakes."
Sekido froze in horror, as he couldn't believe what he just heard. He was in absolute disbelief upon hearing the order
"What the heck? Did I hear that right? He just ordered an outrageous amount of food. Who would ever need that much food to eat? His stomach would be so full and he'd be able to eat for days."
Sekido turned to ask Karaku and Urogi
"Isn't that absurd? He must have no self-control whatsoever and would eat whatever he wanted to."
Urogi nodded his head and looked at the order with a similar expression as Sekido. He couldn't understand how the man could eat that much food for one meal.
"I agree that it's absurd and I honestly have no idea how he could eat that much. It seems like he lacks self-control and his stomach will be full for days if he eats that whole order.."
Urogi looked at Sekido and Karaku with a wide grin on his face
"Shall we fulfill this man's ridiculous order or do you think that we should stop him?"
"This order is ridiculous… Who would order this much food? He must think that this is a food eating contest or something. He's making a fool out of himself"
Karaku was pretty annoyed and irritated that the man's order is just so much. Not to mention, he has to cook it all too.
"We'll make the order, but he better pay for all of it."
Karaku then walked over to the kitchen to get to work on the food order
As the fat man became more impatient and started to go on a fit, Urogi also became frustrated and irritated. He thought to himself
"Goodness, this man has no patience whatsoever! He should be grateful that he even gets all this food cooked and made by us! We aren't robots after all, we are demons!"
Urogi's frustration and annoyance quickly went away as he smiled at Sekido and Karaku
"Shall we continue? We might as well complete this order, this man is just too ridiculous.. Hehe~"
Sekido sighed in frustration. He knew that this was going to take time since his order had so much food
"Yup.. let's just get this order done with so that we don't have to deal with him anymore. I'm sure we can do that!"
Sekido was now determined to complete the order and deliver it to the customer to finish his shift and move on to the next.
Urogi looked at the fat man and he couldn't believe his eyes. The man was acting like a baby and rolling around on the ground like a child throwing a tantrum
"He.. He can't be serious.. What kind of adult acts like this..? Does he not understand that we are trying our best to fulfill his order..?"
Urogi was quite shocked and amused to see the man acting like this. He looked at Sekido and Karaku with confusion and disappointment, as he didn't know how to respond to this odd situation.
"I'm having a hard time believing what I'm seeing.. What is this customer doing? He's acting a literal toddler, rolling around and crying.. I never met a human that would act like this.."
Sekido was now disappointed since he felt like the man should've been glad that the fast food restaurant was willing to fulfill his order and do their best to finish it
"Well, let's get this order done with so that we don't have to deal with this customer's madness for much longer."
Urogi sighed and nodded his head in agreement of wanting to finish this order as soon as possible. He looked over at the man as his behavior was still amusing him
"Mm~ I think I know what to do.."
Urogi thought for a bit before speaking to Sekido and Karaku
"If this man is acting like a baby, then let us treat him like a baby. We shall play along with his childish behavior and see if that works."
"Sounds good to me, we might get some laughs out of this guy if we treat him like a baby."
Karaku also sighed and rolled his eyes at the fat man's behavior
"What a child.. acting like a three-year-old rolling around on the ground."
Karaku then smiled at Urogi
"Alrighty, let's start acting like he's a baby then! What should we do to him?"
"Aha.. sounds like we can have some fun with this guy. We should definitely play along with his behaviour."
Sekido looked over at the man and thought of an idea
"Hmm.. we can make a baby voice and talk to him in a gentle manner. He will surely be pleased."
Sekido used a soft and gentle voice that was used for talking to babies
"Aww, you want your burgers? Of course you do, sweetie.. We'll get them ready for you right now~"
Urogi smiled as his eyes sparkled with pure delight. He then fluttered his wings as he went up and approached the fat man
"Goo goo gah gah~ Is someone needing a burger, dear~?~"
Urogi spoke in a gentle and soft baby tone to the fat man. He had the biggest smile on his face and he was having fun talking like a baby. That fat man was acting like such a child so he thought he might as well have fun with it and have the man calm down a bit.
"Aww, isn't our wittle man so cute?~ You're such a little cutey, yes you are~ Oh, and you want to order another burger for your wittle self~?"
Karaku put on a gentle and soft tone like Urogi. He chuckled a bit as he looked back at Sekido with a smile on his face
"I just can't believe he's acting like a baby now. This is entertaining!"
Urogi continued on with the baby voice as he fluttered his wings with joy. The demon of joy was having a great time and couldn't stop giggling and smiling.
"Goo ga, goo goo~!! Wittle baby wants a wittle burger?~ Let us get that made for you and your big wittle tummy~"
Urogi had tears in his eyes and was practically in tears from the amount of happiness he was feeling from doing this. He thought it was pretty funny to see the fat man act like a toddler
"Hehe~"
"Aww, yes you're such a cutie~ You want a wittle French fry, yes you do~"
Karaku chuckled while he got to work on making the order. He couldn't believe that it was that easy to calm the fat guy down by making a baby voice at him
"Hooray! He's not freaking out anymore! Yay~"
Karaku's eyes were sparkling in excitement. He looked over at Urogi
"Who knew it would be that easy to pacify a man-baby?"
He spoke with a mixture of laughter.
"Aww, poor wittle fat man.. Does a baby need to change his diaper too?"
Urogi couldn't stop laughing after speaking in his baby voice. His eyes were filled with tears and his wings fluttered with joy. He felt like an absolute child himself from how much he got into the persona. He continued to giggle and snicker as he spoke to the fat man with the baby voice
"Goo goo, goo~!! Does a wittle baby need to get a diaper change~??"
"Urogi."
The manager spoke.
"Shut the fuck up."
Karaku looked over and saw the manager glaring at them both
"Aw crap, I forgot that the manager was nearby and heard us speaking to that man like a baby. Are we gonna get fired for that?"
Karaku thought to himself and his eyes went wide in shock and terror
"Uh oh.. We might be in serious trouble here…"
Urogi's face turned to one of shock as well and he quickly stopped and looked over at the manager with the look of sheer terror on it
"Oh..oh no! Uhm.. it.. it was totally harmless fun, I swear..!"
Urogi looked more scared than Karaku was and he felt like he was about to cry. The manager looked extremely angry and his glare made Urogi feel like he was a child that was just being scolded by their parent
"Yes, sir.. I'm sorry, sir…"
The manager growled
"And you!"
He pointed at the fat man
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MCDONALD'S YOU FATASS YOUR TAKING UP ON ALL THE QUEUE AND DRIVING MY CUSTOMERS INSANE!!!! AND BESIDES YOUR TO FAT TO BE IN A FAST FOOD PLACE ANYWAY. SO FUCK OFF YOU OVERSIZED TWAT!!!!"
"Oh snap.. The manager is definitely not holding back his temper.."
Karaku looked at the fat man and saw him looking shocked and devastated after hearing the manager scream at him
"Damnit.. Now this guy definitely won't be paying his big order.. We really are gonna get fired for this.."
Karaku looked over at both Urogi and the manager in horror
"Oh man.. We're so screwed.."
The manager watched the fat man running off while wailing like a baby. He snarled.
"SEKIDO!!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE NOW!!!"
"Oh no..!"
Urogi looked over at the manager and saw him yelling out for Sekido. He then looked at Karaku and his eyes were filled with fear and panic
"Oh man oh man… We're really getting fired for this..!"
Urogi spoke in a panicking tone and he turned to look at Karaku again
"We don't even get fired, we probably will be thrown into demon jail! We shouldn't have interacted with the man. We should've just done the order and then ignore him.."
"Ah! The manager is calling for me!"
Sekido ran over to the manager and stood in front of him
"What do you need, sir?" Sekido's voice sounded scared and stressed
"I did my best to fulfill the customer's order, but I couldn't help but notice that the customer was acting like a literal toddler. I just couldn't believe the customer's behavior. It was absurd."
Sekido continued to stand in front of the manager
"Do you want to punish me for what happened, sir?"
"No Sekido."
The manager sighed
"I want you to keep an eye on the two fuckfaces."
He shouted while pointing at Karaku and Urogi
"Your in charge on making sure they wont fuck up!"
"Yes, sir. I understand."
Sekido turned his attention back to Karaku and Urogi, his eyes wide with fear
"Oh boy.. The manager put me in charge of keeping an eye out to see if you two have learned from your mistakes."
Sekido thought they were probably gonna get fired by the end of the day
"I guess it's time to be on your A-game so you don't mess up again.."
Sekido glared at Karaku and Urogi
Urogi looked shocked after hearing what the manager had just said. He looked at the ground and felt like a child that had just been scolded
"Geez.. We're really in for it now.. The manager probably wants to kill us for this…"
Urogi couldn't believe what he had done. He thought he was going to get a laugh out of the man by talking to him like a baby and making a fool out of a fat man that was acting childish
"Maybe we should've just kept quiet and done our orders… Dang it.."
Just then. A women marched over to the counter.
"Excuse me. Can I order a nice hot chocolate?"
Sekido heard the woman speaking to him and looked irritated
"Ma'am, I'm sorry but we unfortunately do not sell hot chocolate."
Sekido then looked over at the register to double-check if he was wrong
"Yes, I'm certain. We don't sell hot chocolate."
Sekido then looked back at the woman with a stern frown
"Is there anything else that you would like to order, ma'am?-"
"What do you mean you dont sell Hot chocolate?!"
The woman said with a raise voice.
Urogi heard the woman's yelling and looked over at her with intrigue. He saw her face and how mad she was over something so small. He chuckled a bit and stepped forward to speak to the woman
"Hey, don't yell at my boy Sekido here. It's simply something we just don't sell here."
Urogi had a grin on his face and he was starting to enjoy teasing the woman.
The woman took off her glasses
"I WANT MY HOT CHOCOLATE I WANT IT NOW!!! STOP LYING!! I KNOW YOU DO HOT CHOCOLATES HERE!!"
Karaku rolled his eyes and sighed in annoyance as the woman continued to yell and tantrum over a simple drink
"Ma'am, let me assure you that there has never been a moment where this restaurant has sold hot chocolate. In fact, the whole restaurant does not even have the material to create the hot chocolate. It's simply impossible."
Karaku sounded stern and annoyed. He really wanted this woman to understand that her tantrum was getting nowhere and it was starting to frustrate him
The woman grew a few veins
"I WANT MY HOT CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!! YOU STUPID WORKERS ARE SO RIDICULOUS!!! YOU GAVE FOOD TO THOSE BUT NOT ME!!! I HATE IT!!!"
Urogi looked over at Karaku with a playful smirk. He saw the woman's tantrum and thought it was funny and amusing. He continued to grin and chuckled to himself
"Wow, this woman is really going insane over a simple drink. I'm sure she could just create hot chocolate at home and drink it, it's not that hard! You know it's not the end of the world.."
Urogi then turned to the woman and continued to speak
"Ma'am, we don't have hot chocolate. That's the end of it."
The woman glared at Urogi
"SHUT UP YOU STUPID FAT CHICKEN.. I'M GONNA GET THE MANAGER OVER HERE AND GET YOUR ASSES FIRED!!!"
Sekido was completely done with the woman yelling at them. He didn't want to hear this nonsense anymore and wanted her to leave
"Ma'am, you are harassing us. I'm warning you, if you don't leave, I will personally speak to the manager myself."
Sekido was starting to become frustrated. He looked like he was about to go on a rampage
"Do you plan on leaving, or do I have to drag you out of here??"
Urogi thought that the woman deserved the threat and he enjoyed watching her being scolded for being such a childish and rude woman. He giggled to himself and continued smiling
"Hehe.. You tell her, Sekido~"
Urogi had his wings puffed out as if he was about to fly over and assist Sekido if it was really needed. He was glad that his demon bro took control of the situation and got all of the attention from the woman.
The woman shouted as she started to kick all over the places
"YOU ARE THE WORST WORKERS EVER!!! I HOPE YOU DONT GET PAID!!!! I HOPE YOUR BOSS FIRES YOU!!! YOUR TRASH. UTTERLY TRASH!!!"
Sekido's eyes widened with anger as he watched the woman start to kick things from all over the place. His temper started to rise and he was about to lash out at the woman
"You really think that you can throw a tantrum and ruin this establishment?? I will not tolerate this any longer!"
Sekido then took a deep breath and spoke quietly in a stern voice, trying to calm himself
"Ma'am, I don't appreciate this type of behavior. I am not joking any longer. If you don't leave, I will personally escort you out of this place."
Karaku clapped his hands and nodded with Sekido's response, he thought he was doing great in handling the situation with the woman
"Ma'am, you need to calm down and stop acting out like a 3-year-old child. We cannot make a hot chocolate for you because we do not have hot chocolate, it's just that simple. Please, calm down and leave. Otherwise, we will have to escort you for this establishment."
Karaku's voice was calm and soothing as he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"FINE. BUT I'M CALLING THE POLICE TO SHUT THIS PLACE DOWN!!!"
The woman stormed off.
"Good riddance of her.. You know, I hope she does call the police on us just because I want to see her make a fool of herself. I bet the police would laugh in her face once she calls and tells them that she wants to shut this place down for not having hot chocolate. The mere thought of this is funny."
Sekido then turned around and smirked at Karaku
"She thought she could get us riled up didn't she?"
"Hehe.. you're right, Sekido, she would make a fool of herself when speaking to the police. I would pay to be a fly on the wall when she explains why she called the cops on us. She thought she could get us riled up, but we stayed calm and collected throughout her whole tantrum. If anything, we were amused in seeing the lady act like her actual age.. A toddler."
Karaku's voice was smug and a bit playful as he turned to face Sekido
"She's so full of herself and we're the ones in the right."
"I think we should all be glad that we didn't get fired from that Karen of a customer. If I wasn't so calm and collected, we would have been out of the McDonald's."
Sekido then looked over at Urogi, a smile of satisfaction and relief on his face
"And Urogi, I love the way you dealt with the fat man earlier. Making him act like a toddler was hilarious! I couldn't help but chuckle to myself while witnessing it! You definitely made the day more entertaining that it needed to be."
"Absolutely, we could've gotten fired if we weren't all so calm and collected. We did our best not getting our blood to boil and keeping our composure. And yeah, making that fat man act like a baby was hilarious. It was a good change of pace to have some fun."
Karaku also smiled and looked over at Urogi with a grin
"I think Urogi was the highlight of today while serving the customers, he gave me a good laugh too!"
Just then, Urogi saw a miserable boy walk through the doors with a box over his body
"Oh my, look at that.. He's so filthy and covered in dirt and mud.. Oh my, that's just sad."
Urogi spoke in a gentle voice and wanted to give the boy a hug as his eyes showed an expression of horror and sadness due to seeing the boy in such a miserable state
The little boy toddled to the counter
"Can I have a hambuger and a large french fries please?"
Urogi could see the sadness in the little boy's eyes. It seems like no one ever taught him how to take care of himself and he might not even have parents at all. Karaku seemed to be very empathetic about this little boy and he saw how miserable the boy was
"Oh my.. You're so young and dirty.. Is there anyone else with you? Any parents or guardians.."
Urogi spoke to the little boy in a concerned and worried tone.
Sekido noticed the little boy counting the pennies and had a soft expression when looking at this miserable little child.
"Poor thing.. Why must a child be in this type of situation.. That's so sad. Here, I would like to pay for this boy's meal. I'll even give him some extra food."
Sekido then took out some money and handed it to the boy
"Don't be sad, okay.. I really want you to have a good meal tonight."
Sekido spoke in a soothing voice to the boy and smiled
Karaku's eyes widened in pity when seeing the boy get visibly upset and he decided to pay for the boy's meal as well
"Here, you can also keep this extra change that I have."
Karaku walked over to the little boy and gently handed him the change. He then crouched down and placed the money and change into the little boy's hand
"Don't be sad, alright.. I truly want you to have a filling meal tonight."
Karaku then also spoke in a soothing tone and smiled
The boy saw the extra money and cried harder. Hugging karaku tightly as he wept.
"Thank you..."
Urogi's eyes widened at the boy hugging Karaku and the boy crying softly. He could see how much the boy was affected by them being kind with him. He could see the boy's eyes filled with tears and his face was stained with the sadness as he continued to hug Karaku tightly
"It's no problem. You need this more than us.. I hope this will make you happy tonight."
Urogi had a kind smile on his face and looked pleased with helping this poor little boy.
Karaku also had a warm and gentle smile as he wrapped his arms around the boy and patted his head, his eyes filled with compassion and sympathy as he saw the boy's tears
"There.. There… Don't cry, young one. Here, take my handkerchief.. Clean off your tears and face.. You look very worn out.."
Karaku handed his handkerchief to the boy and waited for the boy to wipe away his tears
"Come on little one, I'll give you even more food.. What would you like?"
The little boy spoke in a hoarse tone
"Hambuger and large french fries please"
Sekido's eyes widened when he heard the boy's hoarse voice and how he was asking for a hamburger and large fries
"Poor thing… Here, let me do that order for you"
Sekido said as he walked over to fill out the order as the boy requested
"What else would you like, little one?.. How about nuggets? Or a drink.."
Sekido paused for a moment before speaking again
"Or how about a box to go with all the food? Since you obviously have nowhere to go, right now."
Urogi looked at the little boy in pity. He could see how tired and exhausted the boy was. He saw the boy sit down in a chair and be silent
"Poor child… He doesn't even want to celebrate his new found food. He should have been smiling and laughing at what wonderful people there are in this world. I hope he knows that we cared for him and wanted to help him.. He doesn't look like he has a good home environment either.."
Urogi looked so very sad at this situation and felt so much pity for the boy
Karaku walked over to the little boy and crouched down to his height
"May I sit with you for a moment?"
Karaku seemed to have a warm and gentle demeanor as he spoke to the boy, and Karaku was visibly concerned and sympathetic for him
"I want to help you because it's not right to see such a young one like you not having a suitable home and food to eat.. I don't think you should have to live with poverty.. You should have everything you need. You should be able to have a proper shelter and food to eat everyday, little one.."
The boy looked at him.. Making a small smile as he happily ate his food
"Thank you.."
Sekido, in complete awe, went over to the little boy sitting by himself and gently patted his head as he saw the boy smile while eating
"Of course, little one. This is the only right thing to do. No child should have to live in poverty or without the means to have food and other necessities."
Sekido spoke with great kindness and warmth towards the boy, feeling a great deal of care and sympathy for him
"Eat up your food now, okay? You need to grow up to be big and strong."
The boy ate happily... A few hours later. It was starting to get dark.
"Little one, it's getting dark and they're about to close. May I give you a place to stay?"
Karaku's tone was soft and gentle as he tried to get the boy to understand that the establishment was almost closed and it was about time that the little boy had somewhere to stay for the night
"I don't want you to sleep outside all by yourself.. It's not safe for someone like you to have nowhere to stay. You could sleep in the restaurant for the night and tomorrow we can find you an appropriate shelter."
Sekido took off his jacket and placed it on the little boy
"There, wear that for now. You can keep until your proper clothing gets washed. Then you can return it."
Sekido spoke with a warm and kind tone as he saw the little boy nod. He seemed grateful that there were still people that cared for him.
Urogi then saw a customer coming and he noticed the kid was very sleepy. He also noticed the boy resting his head on the table. He hoped the boy could rest without any trouble from the customer
"The boy does need rest, we can't disturb that.. I hope this customer doesn't bother him when he's sleeping in here."
Urogi looked at the customer with a worried and tense face as he was curious if they were going to do anything to make the boy upset. He also continued to work the cash register
Karaku was doing some cleaning when he heard the man ask if they sold juicy cakes, and he turned to look towards the man and Urogi with an eyebrow raised in confusion
"Excuse me? Juicy cakes? This isn't a bakery, we don't sell any cakes."
Karaku said to the man in a confused and curious tone as he looked back to Urogi to ask him
"Did I hear that wrong? He's asking us if we sell juicy cakes, is that right?"
He said in a confused manner.
"No, no you are actually right. I heard him ask if we sell these delicious 'juicy cakes'.. Now I'm curious too.. Does he mean that as in a food or something else entirely?"
The other two looked confused, not knowing what to make of the weird customer request. Maybe he meant juicy cakes as in a food or just any cakes in general. They both looked at eachother and giggled.
"Huh, weird customer indeed."
The man looked a bit messy.
"You don't understand. I dont want the cakes from bakeries. I want his cake!!"
He said as he pointed at Karaku
The man's words had Karaku confused and utterly bewildered, not sure about how to even respond to what the man just said
"Um.. excuse me sir? You want to eat me?"
Karaku spoke in a polite tone but still a bit uneasy as he didn't like the way the man sounded as he mentioned wanting to eat him specifically
"Wait hold on, what in the… What do you mean by eating him? What kind of monster are you?"
Sekido sounded a bit outraged and appalled as he turned to look at the strange man who wanted to 'eat' Karaku without his permission. He couldn't believe what he was hearing
"Is this some weird sick twisted joke or something?"
Sekido said as he looked around at the other coworkers to see if they were hearing what he was hearing but saw they were as confused and shocked as he was
Urogi saw the man point at Karaku and say that he wanted a piece of that cake. He then saw Karaku climb on top of the counter with a seductive look in his eyes, and he quickly turned to Karaku in confusion
"K-Karaku.. What are you doing?? Did he say something about you being a-a 'juicy cake?'"
Urogi was speechless at this moment because it was so strange, and he was blushing a lot at the sight of Karaku on top of the counter like that.
Karaku looked at Urogi with a lustful look in his eyes as he was sitting in the sexiest position on top of the counter. Karaku then spoke softly.
"Mhm~ If he wants a taste of this cake, I'll give him a taste."
Karaku smirked and looked at the odd customer with a smug look as he seductively moved a bit and exposed more of his body. Karaku's tone was teasing and flirtatious as he also made a come-hither motion for the customer.
"K-Karaku.. Stop teasing!"
Urogi turned red and his eyes widened as he saw the customer coming closer and poking Karaku's ass
"Don't let him touch you like that Karaku!"
Urogi could see that Karaku was enjoying himself with his teasing at the customer and he wasn't sure how to handle this situation.. He was feeling a mix of emotions of confusion, embarrassment, surprise, and disgust.
Karaku could feel the customer's hand poking his butt, and he couldn't help but grin with a bit of happiness as the customer felt his cake
"Hehe~ He can touch my cake as much as he likes~ I don't mind it."
Karaku then turned towards Urogi and smiled with a bit of a mischievous grin
"I'm not teasing! I'm being very serious! I'm offering my goods for a low price just for the customer tonight! He only has to pay extra for the service and that's all~"
"Wait.. Wait.. Wait a minute.. You're telling me that you're actually going to allow him to.. do that to you.."
Sekido was clearly outraged and upset now, not sure if this was just some kind of joke or if Karaku was being serious
"Please tell me that you're just joking, Karaku. No way in hell should you allow a creepy customer to touch you for no good reason.. He's a weirdo and needs help. If you seriously consider doing anything with him, I'm going to have to stop you."
Urogi was a bit embarrassed seeing Karaku act so seductively towards this man, but after seeing that karaku was actually going to let him do something to karaku…. That was another story.
"K-Karaku!! What are you doing!? You can't let that man do that to you! I-I forbid it!!"
Urogi was very worried about karaku and he was becoming a bit angry and irritated with it while feeling a bit uncomfortable and a bit flustered by all the actions going on.
"I.. I.. I can't believe this.. This is just getting worse and worse.. Why are you encouraging this.. What is wrong with you, Karaku?! You're a demon, not his little toy and you need to stop acting like it!"
Sekido spoke with a lot of frustration and anger towards Karaku and could see that things were getting out of hand
"What the hell is wrong with you, Karaku?! Can't you see that this guy is messed up and you're just encouraging him?! You're making it worse by being a part of this!!"
Karaku ignored Sekido and Urogi's warnings completely and continued to act seductively for the man.
"Oh~ Do you like what you see~? I can show you more~"
Karaku winked at the man in a flirty way as he continued to shake his ass.
Urogi felt so much discomfort and shame for the way karaku was being treated. The fact that the man was getting more excited now that he was seeing karaku shake his ass was making urogi uncomfortable beyond belief. Urogi felt the need to stop this man from doing such things to poor karaku
"K-karaku! Don't do it…! Please stop acting seductively towards this man! Your body is sacred…. He can't just…"
Urogi felt like his words weren't going through to karaku at all.
Karaku was very much in his zone and enjoying showing himself off to this man. He was getting off to this man lusting after him and his cake. He looked ready to do anything for this man~
"Come on over here, honey~"
Karaku then spoke with a very sultry tone. His tail was even wagging as he was acting as seductive as he could be and he was very, very willing to let this man do anything he wanted to his cake~
Sekido and Urogi looked on in shock and horror at what the man was currently doing to Karaku.. They both looked at eachother nervously as they both couldn't believe what they were seeing
"NO.. NO NO NO!!"
Sekido looked outraged but he was feeling very powerless to stop the man from doing what he was doing.. He was scared as he saw the man basically assaulting Karaku's cake without remorse,
Karaku was really loving the way the man was biting and devouring his cake. He felt no pain but he enjoyed the way the guy was doing it and it felt really good in a way
"Mmm.. That feels good~"
Karaku then spoke in a moanful voice as he looked at the man with a pleased expression and continued to shake his cake as the man was devouring it.
Sekido then called out to Karaku, hoping that he would hear his voice over the man's eating and moaning.
"Karaku!! Karaku, stop this right now! The manager's coming!! If he sees this, you're dead!"
Sekido couldn't believe what was happening right in front of him and he quickly tried to stop this as it was going way out of hand.. He felt that Karaku was being completely defiled by this man and he wanted to stop it.
Karaku was completely engrossed, addicted and hypnotized by what his cake was going through. He heard Sekido but had zero intention of stopping himself or the man
"Mmm.. This feels nice.."
Karaku spoke with a hoarse voice but he was also moaning a tiny bit
"Come.. Eat up.. I have another juicy cake coming right up~"
He then waggled his eyebrows at Sekido while smiling as the man continued eating and devouring Karaku's cake.
Urogi was trying very hard to snap Karaku out of his trance and bring him back to reality. He kept repeating that the manager would notice soon if he tried to continue this longer
"Karaku! The manager is almost here! You can't continue doing this or he will see the man doing that to your butt! Please, get a hold of yourself! Come on, Karaku…"
Urogi was really desperate to have Karaku snap out of his daze before the manager arrived and witnessed this bizarre scene.
Karaku was almost in another world. His mind was so focused on the man devouring his cake that he didn't notice or really care that the manager was coming. Karaku then shook his ass more
"Mmm…. Come get it.. Eat up now~"
He then winked at the man as he got distracted from what Urogi said once more.
Sekido was outraged and shocked as he saw the man devouring Karaku's cake in such an obscene way.. He felt that this was going way too far and wanted to stop this right now
"NO!! IT'S TIME TO STOP THIS, KARAKU! IF YOU KEEP LETTING THAT GUY EAT YOUR CAKE, WE'RE GOING TO ACTUALLY GET FIRED THIS TIME!"
Sekido said in a more stern and serious tone now, attempting to snap Karaku out of his hypnotic trance as he saw that it was necessary to do so.
Urogi was also getting frustrated with Karaku and he felt so embarrassed and ashamed seeing Karaku in such a trance and just letting this guy devour his ass.
"Karaku! He is NOT supposed to be doing that!! You cannot let him do that to your ass!! Snap out of it now! You have to!"
Urogi spoke firmly and sternly, even using his bossy tone to get Karaku to snap out of it and try to get him to break free from his trance as soon as possible.
Karaku then finally snapped out of his hypnotic and trance like state when he saw and heard Sekido and Urogi both speak to him in a stern tone
"Huh? Huh?"
Karaku then looked around and realized the situation he was in and got very embarrassed
"U.. Um..! Th.. That's.. Not.. I…."
Karaku was too embarrassed to even find the right words to explain the situation.. His face was burning red from all the shame he felt.
"Ahem.."
The manager spoke with his arms crossed and the looks of someone about to explode into anger.
"Oh dear.. I suppose I must've gotten a bit carried away.. My mistake.."
Karaku then bowed his head in a bit of shame and embarrassment and got off the counter. He fixed his clothes as he looked at the manager
"I deeply apologize for not thinking properly, I wasn't in my right mind and I was too focused on looking sexy for the customer."
Karaku spoke with an apologizing tone as he saw the manager was really angry now and felt he might lose his job for acting in such a way.
"Karaku... Mcdonald's is a resturant.. Not a FUCKING STRIP CLUB!!!"
The manager boomed.
Sekido, along with Karaku and Urogi were all terrified of the manager's reaction now
"Uh oh… He's actually pissed at this point.. Please, please let him have mercy at this point.. He doesn't need to fire us, it was just a misunderstanding."
Sekido spoke with a very worried and anxious tone.. He felt like any moment, that manager could fire all of them for what just happened.. Karaku was actually about to get in a lot of serious trouble for acting and behaving the way he did.
Karaku was also quite anxious about what the manager would say in response to all that was witnessed and he started to shake from fear
"Y.. Yes! M..Manager! It was just a misunderstanding.. I was just showing the customer our cakes.. M..Maybe a bit too much actually… I'm sorry.. P.. Please forgive me"
Karaku then bowed his head down in regret and was hoping that the manager would at least reduce his punishment for this as he felt that he could lose his job since he's already on thin ice.
the manager glared at the man
"YOU. GET THE FUCK OUT YOU HUNGRY HORNY HIPPO!!"
The man left.
"O-Oh.. That was… unexpected."
Urogi was a bit surprised at the manager's harshness in response, but at least they weren't blamed this time
Urogi saw that Karaku was still trembling and shaking out of anxiety, and he was so worried at the prospect of Karaku losing his job
"S-Stop shaking, Karaku…"
Urogi spoke in an encouraging way to try and calm Karaku down and to ease his fear, as he didn't want to lose Karaku from the job.
"And as for all off you."
The manager pointed at Sekido, Karaku and Urogi.
Sekido was nervous and on edge at what the manager would say to them next
"Yes..?"
He didn't know what the manager wanted to talk about. He wasn't sure if it was going to be something good or a bad news
"Is it about what happened with Karaku? I want to believe it was a simple misunderstanding and we can settle this issue without being fired.."
Sekido said calmly yet nervously.. He was hoping the manager would show some understanding for all of them.
"You have 10 seconds to get your asses out of my Mcdonald's right now.. And take the dirty little boy with you."
"10.."
"Oh.. Oh no.. P.. Please don't fire us.."
Karaku was scared yet again as he heard the manager count down
"We beg of you to please give us another chance.. We'll fix things.. I swear.. We didn't mean to act like this today.. It was a huge misunderstanding of ours.."
Karaku was shaking with fear even more now and he didn't want to get fired from his job at all. He really wanted to stay here.
"9..."
"Okay! Okay fine! We'll leave immediately! It was a huge misunderstanding! We won't let this happen again. We promise."
Sekido was also quite scared as he saw the manager counting down. He didn't want to lose his job and he wanted to stay and work in this McDonald's for a long time
"Please, please show some mercy to Karaku.. It was a simple mistake and misunderstanding. We'll fix all of this! Please!"
"8..."
Karaku spoke quickly again now, wanting to try and convince the manager in some way not to fire him or them
"Manager please! Please don't fire any of us! We didn't mean for this to happen. We were just trying to show the customer what out cakes were like for his taste! We never meant to act like this, it was all a huge misunderstanding. Please.. Take things easy on us.."
Karaku then went up close to the manager to seem as unthreatening as he can and hoping that the manager would have some pity on him.
Urogi felt the little boy's hug as he was shaking himself in terror. The little boy hugging him seemed to calm Urogi down a little if only for a moment when he was having the worst job anxiety ever
"Huh? O-Oh, hello tiny human… Is everything alright…? Did you hear everything you just witnessed?"
Urogi spoke in a more calming tone towards the child and he looked down at him still holding the box as the child was hugging his leg.
"5..."
"Manager! Please… I beg of you not to fire any of us here… We just wanted to show off our cakes to the customer and it was all a huge misunderstanding. We swear! We really do.."
Sekido was still in a nervous state and he felt like he was on the verge of losing it.. He was really starting to break down and sweat with how anxious and terrified he was now
"Manager… P.. Please, I really want to stay and work in this McDonald's.. PLEASE!!! Have mercy!"
Urogi looked down and noticed that the boy was hugging him so he bent down and knelt to get on the boy's level. He then took the box and looked at the little boy with a calm smile
"Ah… It's okay. Everything is alright… And what is your name, little one? I'm Urogi, it's nice to meet you. Here, you can have your toy back…"
Urogi spoke with comfort in his voice and he handed the boy his box back, waiting for the manager to finally finish giving his verdict.
"3..."
Sekido knew he had to do something before time ran out as the manager's counting started to become really fast.
"M.. Manager, I really can't afford to lose this job, I need it to help support my family.. Please don't fire us, I beg of you! We'll fix things and make sure it doesn't happen again…"
Sekido then got on his knees and also knelt on the ground, looking up to the manager with a worried and anxious expression.. He felt desperate at this point and he didn't want to lose this job at all.
"2..."
The manager brought out his tommy gun. Putting the bullets in.
Karaku's eyes widened and he felt his heart racing faster and faster at the sight of the gun in the manager's hands
"MANAGER PLEASE! HAVE MERCY!!"
Karaku was speaking with urgency as he felt he had no choice but to beg the manager for as much mercy as possible. He was truly desperate now to keep his job.
"1..."
Urogi grabbed both Sekido, Karaku the boy and himself, running off before the manager could use his gun. He felt the adrenaline rush and the fear coursing through his body and into his heart, but he was glad to have been able to escape with no one getting hurt
"Come on..! We have to run! Quick! Quickly and hurry!!"
Urogi was out of breath as he kept on running off from the mcdonald's while holding the little boy, Sekido and Karaku with one arm each.
Karaku was scared, but he was relieved to make it out alive with the others. He didn't want to get shot so he kept running away with all his might to keep a safe distance from the manager
"I can't believe he pulled that gun out…"
Karaku was still shivering from all the excitement. He felt the adrenaline rushing through him again.
"We have to get far away from that mcdonald's as fast as we can.. Let's run and keep running. We'll eventually come across something that can help us and get us a new job somewhere else…"
Urogi spoke as he kept on running with Karaku, Sekido and the little boy as he saw that Karaku was still shivering from the immense fear he got from the experience. Sekido was looking stressed out about the situation but he kept quiet.
Karaku looked at the direction where the boy was pointing. He saw the sign of starbucks and he had this look of joy on his face
"Starbucks..? Yes! Lets go there!! We can get a new job there maybe!!"
Karaku had this face full of hope and he wanted to try and get a new job. He felt quite confident and hopeful at this moment as well.
Urogi saw the Starbucks too and he also had a face full of hope as he looked at Karaku and the little boy
"Alright! Starbucks it is then! I hope that they take us in.. We need a new job asap…"
Urogi spoke with the hope of finding a new job as well and keeping his mind optimistic. He also looked at Sekido and spoke to him with a more gentle and encouraging tone
"Let's go, Sekido .. We will find a new job and a fresh start here now…"
Sekido also started to feel a bit of hope when Karaku mentioned looking for a new job at the Starbucks
"Uh.. Yeah.. Yeah. You're right…"
Sekido's face was becoming less stressed and anxious now as he took a few deep breaths
"Let's do it!"
Sekido spoke with some newfound enthusiasm and was determined now to find a new job at the Starbucks
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Pulitzer, to start with
you know, I feel like this was one of those moments where you side-eyed me and was like, “really, emme? really? you’ve got nothing? nothing at all?” until I admitted that I did, in fact, have headcanons for him. honestly, if that passive-aggressive-ness ain’t friendship, I don’t know what is. #friendshipislowkeybullyingandimhereforit #loveyousparkedblaze
so joseph pulitzer was obviously a real person. he was originally from hungary, and moved to the united states at age 17 as a recruit for the american civil war (“I was fighting in a WAR”). his family was wealthy, and his education consisted of mostly private tutors. when he immigrated, eventually ending up in st. louis, he brought none of that wealth, and didn’t speak even the smallest bit of english. he worked odd jobs, waited tables, and in his free time, studied. legend has it that while he was studying, he began making commentary about a nearby game of chess under his breath in german. unfortunately, the players spoke german. more fortunately, they took note of his intelligence, and offered him a job at a somewhat-prominent german daily newspaper. he accepted. 
four years later, joseph pulitzer had become a force to be reckoned with. he had successfully made a name for himself in the journalistic world, and bought his first newspaper in st. louis at 25. five years after that, he ventured to new york in search of a doctor for his health later than year, and ended up negotiating a deal for the new york world, which wasn’t doing well at the time. he was thirty. over the next decade, the world’s circulation grew to exceedingly great heights until it was the largest circulating paper in all of the united states. 
of course, these are just the highlights of his journalist career. I won’t go into detail about his political one. 
(…yeah. this man wasn’t someone you messed with. I have no idea why the newsies thought taking on him was a good idea, let alone how they won.)
and now for the fun stufffffffffff
he was the father of seven, yet katherine is the only kid mentioned in newsies??? and only the stage production??? my best guess about this is because she died at two, and so there’s not really much you could “get wrong” or offend people with (also, it reminds me of the using of philip and theodosia in hamilton, but that’s entirely besides the point). either way, what I’m saying the purpose of this was, regardless of the truth, is that THIS katherine also got sick young, but instead of passing away, she slowly got better through a very touch-and-go childhood. therefore, he’s ridiculously protective of her because that’s his daughter, dammit, and he’s not going to lose her now. 
something that I always noticed in livesies was how…american he was??? like, he brought up american football. I don’t know what’s more american than that. 
he just reminded me of every midwestern dad I’ve ever met, and I think that was somewhat intentional, so I’m rolling with it. I’m guessing the real joseph pulitzer was like this, too, so we can pretend it’s based in historical evidence. 
he goes out of his way to not act like an immigrant. this is pretty common, considering stereotypes, prejudice, and racism, but pulitzer was jewish, and very obviously so. this made his life that much more difficult, and it probably would have been easier to pretend that english was his first language and that he was as patriotic as they come. so he didn’t flaunt that he was an immigrant as well as a veteran, politician, and businessman. 
he would have never let his daughter become a journalist. or associate with someone like jack at all. just saying. 
I love how cutthroat they made him in the musical. realistically, he didn’t fight the newsies THAT much, but it’s really funny to me that this great business mogul was waging petty wars against literal children. 
he feels like he could be a surburban dad, flipping burgers and wearing a kiss the cook apron while his seven children run around in the backyard with a dog. I have no idea why. (someone draw that fanart for me PLEASE)
also, he named katherine after his wife, kate.
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hello love! i already read your reply the night you sent it but i was way too tired to string two sentences together and then i got a bit too drunk to answer properly so i’m gonna reply now :) i hope you’re doing alright and you’re having a good day!
without your support it would’ve been a lot harder! you have nooo idea how much i needed some reassuring words last week! (and dog pics! loved the dog pics!) oh he got us burgers from a very fancy burger grill place, like not mcdonald’s kind of stuff but really good ones :) hehe thank you, we had a fun night out :) hmm yeah i do get the concept of self care, it’s just that i don’t really know what i like? maybe i should try and figure that out…or do you have any suggestions for me? i would love that actually, come over!! THIS!! i love taking care of others and it’s so hard for me to take care of myself!
i mean they should be wearing off by now, it’s been three weeks i think, but maybe i’ll just have to talk to my doctor again :// me neither, the first two night in a new place are always the worst for me at least…i hope you got some well deserved rest! mhm yeah, it’s kinda sad. especially when you think about the fact that you’re stuck with yourself forever and the people you put all your love into are not guaranteed to stick around you know? like why wouldn’t i put more effort into the one person i know is gonna be here forever? and what you said totally made sense! i struggle with the high standards i set for myself a lot just because i feel like there’s no way i’ll ever be happy with myself, no matter what i do :/ but then at the same time i think the standards i set for myself prevent me from being an asshole haha :) anyways! oh i get that haha, i have punched a few people (accidentally!!!) that just snuck up on me and touched my shoulder or something :)) hehe yes i remember! with the right people i’m a very touchy and clingy person as well, i just have to give them the mental “okay” i think haha :) well, if you’re down? i’d be alright with it hehe ;)
hmmm okay, just let me know if there’s anything else i can do to make it a little easier for you ;)
yeah, i wish we as a society would just get a little more comfortable around “uncomfortable” emotions…but i suppose that’s not gonna happen anytime soon :/ yes i agree! especially if you’re an ugly crier like me haha, it’s not a pretty sight to see :) i’m very glad to hear i’m not alone in feeling that way haha, i always thought it’s sort of weird haha… no you’re right, if it works it doesn’t matter! after you said that i thought about a few situations i’ve been in that i thought we’re super embarrassing…but really they weren’t! because if they happened to someone else i know i wouldn’t care for a second haha, very useful strategy you taught me!! doesn’t matter whether you know the word or not, i understand what you were trying to say! umm okay, i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to make you tear up *wipes your tears* it’s just something i do i guess? yeah i understand, sometimes i feel like that as well and then the only thing that helps is hearing everything is still alright.
well, in that case i’ll go with the standard shipping option, next day delivery would be nice but i don’t think that’s gonna work out financially for me :) very generous return policy, although i don’t think i’ll need it ;)
high school p.e. was the worst!! very weird concept to just force kids to exercise in front of their 30 classmates haha :’) i’ve never heard of netball before and i suppose that’s a good thing? i mean that sounds like a nice way to spend a p.e. lesson! when you forgot your stuff at my school you had to wear the clothes your teacher handed you (because they had like backup shirts and shorts lying around??) or you good a bad grade and that was NOT cool haha :// it IS the exact opposite of what you should do!!! please don’t stare and move on if someone’s taking care of the person who passed out! but also i understand that it’s difficult for one teacher to manage 30 other kids while i’m on the ground not feeling well. OOOHHH JUST REMEMBERED AWKWARD THING I BURIED DEEP IN MY BRAIN! i had to do physical therapy for an injury once and the lady asked me to lay down on my back on this table thing (which was weird enough already because you know, laying down in front of people is super embarrassing) and being the IDIOT that i am i laid down on my STOMACH, THEN REALISED I WAS WRONG AND HAD TO SHUFFLE AROUND ON THIS TABLE THING TO LAY ON MY BACK ALL WHILE THE WOMAN WAS WATCHING ME!!!!!! i must’ve looked like a stranded whale trying to get back into the ocean haha…anyways! i hope you had fun reliving embarrassing memories with me :) if you have a list please tell me more haha, i’d love to hear more :) and that’s the exact reason why i’m not using umbrellas anymore! not making a fool out of myself like that again in public! (i have limited options in visualising what i’m trying to say so using this (— and this )— was my best bet haha, i’m glad it entertained you a bit)
well, no need to worry! you’re doing amazing! awww that’s very sweet of you to say! i mean most of the mean stuff my brain says to me just stays inside my head but sometimes it gets…a bit much…and that makes it very hard not to believe myself you know? but now i’ll just tell you so you can say it’s not true! :)
Hello, am back from coffee (and shopping😑) now. Warning: I have had an awful headache for like… 2 days now, and waking up with one has put me in a foul mood, but I’m hoping answering this will cheer me up. (I’ve been adding to this throughout the day but my head has stayed consistent in it wanting to murder me, so I’m so sorry it’s come to you so late🤦).
I’m so glad I helped, but please make sure you’re giving yourself enough credit darling (I am always equipped with dog pics, so many dog pics… and cat pics…). Mmmmm yum! Uhhhh suggestions…… um okay so what I tend to do is play on the xbox, playing games and stuff is a good way to unwind. Uhhh I guess in a way sometimes I nap as self care? I’ve never been super into going on a walk to unwind (because where I live isn’t particularly an unwinding walking place🤣) but I think that’s a popular one. I dunno, it’s just whatever you want to do. Not anything you need to do, but you want to. I think at the very least once a week people should do one activity that is not done in the name of productivity or for any particular goal other than “I want to do this, so I’m doing it.” But it can be literally anything. Idk what you’re into, but if you’re artsy then you could draw or make something, or if you really love music then you can listen to music or sing to music or dance to music, as long as you’re not doing anything productive alongside it. It could be anyyyyyything. Also I’m running out of ideas now🤣. I’ll literally be there in a heartbeat, I love taking care of people, it’s one of the few things I’m really genuinely good at. And it would be my pleasure to come and take care of you🫶🏼.
Aww nooo, I really hope side effects are wearing off now and you don’t have to talk to the doctor again☹️. YES, we have ourselves forever and that’s for certain. For as long as I live, this body will be with me, so why place more worth in others than me? Why are other people so easy to love and myself so much harder? It’s gotta be one of the saddest things about humans. And I feel like with our standards for ourselves… there’s gotta be a balance to it but it’s so hard to get it right🤦. I remember when I first started working at the pub I used to work at and before people knew me I was constantly jerking away from people when they’d pass me and do that thing where they like… touch you to move you? Like a hand on the arm or the shoulder? Ugh it was awful for weeks. But then people caught on to that I didn’t wanna be touched and also I got closer with them so it wasn’t so bad as well. That makes sense, like… must be pretty hard to be touchy with people you barely know? I dunno, makes me uncomfy thinking about it sort of🤣. Well of course I’m down🙄nap date with such an adorable sweetheart? Who could turn that down? (Answer: not me!)
Oh don’t worry, I will😉I’ll have to have you make it up to me somehow…
I agree (hello. I fell asleep about here for an hour. So if the tone or whatever changed, that’s why🤣). Uncomfortable emotions aren’t always bad, at least not always in the long term. There’s a discomfort in so many things that end up being good in the end. I dunno, I think if people go through life avoiding every scenario where there’s a possibility of discomfort or pain then they’re gonna miss out on a lot of brilliant moments. Like some of my best moments involved taking a chance and being scared, or doing something that I feel is embarrassing or doing something I know will hurt, but in the end will benefit me. And the truth of it is, you can’t avoid uncomfortability. It’s gonna happen. So why not just accept it’s gonna suck big time for a while and hope that it’ll come out all okay in the end? And maybe make the best of the discomfort if you can? Fun things are usually scary, imagine how much fun would be missed if people took the discomfort as a sign to not do it🤷. I’m glad my strategy has helped you see that they weren’t actually embarrassing then!! We shouldn’t be embarrassed simply for existing and doing normal people things and sometimes you just need to see it from an outside perspective😌. Don’t apologise😭you’re so fine. That’s just the sweetest thing I’ve heard and ahhhh you’re awesome. I’m glad I’m not alone then🫶🏼I always feel super bad about having to ask if people hate me yet🤣
Hmmmmmm, now… you can’t go telling anyone this… it’s our secret. But there’s a super secret sweetie discount, it’ll give you next day delivery for the grand total of… free!!! But again, our secret. Not just anyone gets the super secret sweetie discount😉. Well aren’t you a little flatterer? Well the return policy is always there just in case anyway😌
OMG AGREED. So weird. I almost never did p.e in school, I hated getting changed in the changing rooms so I’d either take the detention or I’d try and lie and say I can’t do it because I had an injury (this one… admittedly didn’t work often because I’m… not a great liar😑). THEY GAVE YOU CLOTHES TO WEAR??? You poor poor soul😬that’s awful. P.e is bad enough in your own clothes, but in random clothes they hand you??? Nuh uh. Hate that actually🤣. I feel like it’s just… common sense and common courtesy? Like the person passed out is in a very vulnerable situation, so mind your own business?? Idk people are kind of dumb sometimes… and too nosy. HAHA OH NO. THATS SO EMBARRASSING. But again it’s one of those things that shouldn’t be??? Because like… maybe it’s a bit awkward, but not embarrassing necessarily? And I’d say you probably looked like a human turning over from being on their front to being on their back… unless you’re secretly a shapeshifter and forgot to mention it to me? Anyway, of course, here’s some more things that feel embarrassing that aren’t: when you’re walking up a hill or stairs and are out of breath and there’s someone near you and you hold your breath so they don’t know that you are struggling. Why is breathing heavily when you’re doing something physically exerting so embarrassing? It shouldn’t be. Oh when your shoes or a chair you’re moving squeaks really loud. Omg walking across a zebra crossing or crossing the road at a traffic light??? Like why am I suddenly compelled to give an awkward smile and go into that weird half walk half jog thing?? When you go into a shop looking for one thing and then it not having that thing and then having to leave the shop empty handed? That’s embarrassing, dunno why, just is. Also I’m always scared I’m gonna be accused of stealing stuff. Throwing stuff in the bin if you’re in the middle of a lesson? Lifts (elevators) with other people. OMG WHEN YOUR MOUTH/THROAT/STOMACH MAKES AN AUDIBLE NOISE THAT OTHERS CAN HEAR😃and then the awkward explanation being like “woah my throat made a weird sound ha… haha… yeah…” and then realising that no one really took any notice anyway🫣. Sneezing in public is always the worst. Scratching an itch anywhere on your body in public. I have this weird thing with how I’m standing? Like… I can’t stand too still because A: I feel like a weird robot or statue, and B: I can’t sit still for the life of me anyway. But I also feel super embarrassed if I move too much? So basically just standing anywhere is embarrassing for me. Also I forget how to position my arms when I’m standing and I don’t have pockets. WHERE DO THEY GO??? Because my go to is to have my arms crossed, but I’m scared that makes me look like an asshole. Anyway, that’s all for now, hope you enjoyed! It was very clever hehe
Thank you darling🥹. I understand, brains can be very convincing at times, but yes, please do come to me and let me know if your brain is telling you mean things. I’ll gladly tell you that it’s lying to you❤️
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nellie-elizabeth · 6 months
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Bob's Burgers: Fight at the Not Okay Chore-ral (14x01)
A fun season opener!
Cons:
I wish even more of the townsfolk could have been cast inside the Western story the family was telling. It was cool to see Jimmy Jr. and Zeke, and Mr. Fischoeder, but I would have loved to see Teddy, and various other townsfolk more prominently featured.
I felt like the conclusion to this episode was a little wishy-washy, where Linda has to admit that she got a little worked up about the chores thing because of pressure from her own mother, but at the same time... Linda is right, and the fact that the kids don't do any chores around the house is weird. I wish there had been a little more of a button on the episode where maybe the kids had helped out with a task, working with their parents and making it a family activity.
Pros:
I love the creativity of the storytelling Bob's Burgers episodes. There's the silliness of the imaginary scenarios, but even better is the way the various storytellers all want to get a hand on the ball, and the delightful chaos that causes. Bob is telling a story to calm everyone down for bed, but then Linda wants it to be a lesson about the chores, and Tina wants a super buff horse, and Louise wants to turn the parents/sheriffs into the villains, and thus the silliness just escalates and escalates. So fun!
I really liked the roles each of the characters ended up playing. Of course Louise would run the gambling and be responsible for all the window smashing, while Gene would be playing the piano in the tavern and providing all the entertainment. Tina takes her inn-running duties seriously, especially since mostly it's a hotel for horses, that has rooms for humans also.
The comedy beat of the kids making Bob-the-character say something ridiculous, cutting to real Bob being like "that's not... okay, whatever" will always makes me smile. I also loved Gene dramatically "dying" in Linda's arms, but Louise assures us he's just being dramatic.
Louise is definitely my favorite character on this show, and the interesting mother/daughter relationship between Louise and Linda is probably my favorite emotional core. So it was nice to see them touch base, and to have Linda validate and appreciate Louise for her feistiness. There's a tension that Linda is feeling, between wanting to raise good kids, and also letting her kids be who they really are. I like seeing that explored even if, as mentioned above, I could have done with a bit more of a button on this plot thread, that would tell us something new about how the kids were going to help out around the house.
So that's it! We're back with this comfortable, enjoyable show. It always makes me smile.
8/10
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cozycrimesolving · 2 years
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The Cone-sequences
A wacky one-shot, probably a bit OOC, based on a joke with a friend about Jimmy Palmer and how he keeps touching his face with dirty gloves. Hope you have fun! lol
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Tony took a big inhale of the musty evidence garage air. It was always empty this time of day, as everyone was on lunch break, so it was a great place to decompress. The musty scent made an… interesting seasoning on his sandwiches too that he’d rather not ponder.
He sat himself down on a rickety old chair and pulled out a greasy bag of Beltway Burger. It had cooled somewhat by now, but he found it to be just right. He took a big bite and stewed in the moment with his eyes closed and mouth content. A rattling noise from the evidence boxes killed the moment. Tony’s head shot up. He straightened out and reached for his gun as a light groan followed. “Is someone there?” he called, “Special Agent Tony DiNozzo is asking!”
When no reply came, Tony set down his food and stalked towards the evidence boxes. “Come on out. No one needs to get hurt.” The silence settled again, much to Tony’s discomfort. He couldn’t help but, though he’d never admit it to anyone, wonder if some old ghost of an unsolved case had come back to seek revenge. Maybe someone was upset their case hadn’t been solved right.
It’s only zombies that eat people’s brains, right? If it’s a ghost, does that mean it’ll haunt me? What does a ghost do when it haunts you? Maybe I could just get used to it and scare people when every room I walk into suddenly has zero gravity within my arm’s length. Is that was ghosts do?
As he turned a corner, he heard a soft gasp. He aimed his weapon for a few seconds before lowering it and sighing. “Palmer!?” The first thing Tony noticed was the large white cone around the younger man’s head, exactly like one you would see on a dog. “Palmer, what are you doing!?”
Jimmy blushed hard and struggled to regain composure. “I-I was, uh, Dr. Mallard wanted-wan- was mad that he- I- I kept touching my face with my gloves and- I mean- I should’ve wa-washed my hands but-“ If Jimmy had the ability to bury his face in his hands, he probably would have - save for the fact that doing that was the very reason he was in this situation.
Tony’s next words were slow and drawn out, more a statement than a question. “Ducky gave you a cone of shame?”
He became even redder, if that was possible. “Okay yeah, b-b-but it’s not funny. Please just- don’t tell anyone. It’s so embarrassing. It wont come off!”
Tony had to work hard not to at least chuckle as the adrenaline wore off. “Your secret’s safe with me, Autopsy Gremlin.”
Jimmy gave him a grateful smile and his usual color returned, but the moment was short lived. Neither of them had heard the elevator or the footsteps shuffling out until it was too late.
Tim dropped his sandwich. “Is that-!?” The younger agent couldn’t help it, the laughter poured out.
Tony really wanted to laugh with him, but he just patted Jimmy’s head as the young gremlin once again became something that resembled a tomato. The poor kid sure was suffering the cone-sequences of his actions.
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More incorrect JCGTL quotes!
Nate: Do I look like a boy who's concerned with what's cool? (Source: As Told By Ginger) (Nate Kellerman)
before a race in PE class Chloe: Hold on! Kiera, your boobs are 3 inches bigger than mine, so step back 3 inches! (Source: Azumanga Daioh) (Chloe Seaver)
Connor: I love espresso, coffee, caffeinated teas, and then Mark. In that order. (Source: Bob's Burgers) (Connor Urquhart)
Chloe is teaching Justin to play soccer Chloe: In soccer, you can't touch the ball with your hands or arms. See, you can use any other part of your body… even your head! the ball hits Chloe in the face Justin: Yeah, but your face? Doesn't that hurt? Chloe: RRRRGHH! That's NOT what I meant to DO! (Source: Calvin and Hobbes) (Chloe Seaver, Justin Seaver)
Drake: I play the saxophone because it's hard NOT to look cool playing it. (Source: Diary of a Wimpy Kid) (Drake Levine)
Connor is planning to sneak out Connor: I'm going to bed. Morgan: But it's only 7:30. Connor: Shut up! I mean, early to bed, early to rise. (Source: Doug) (Connor Urquhart, Morgan Urquhart)
Colin: I hate crossword puzzles. They make me feel stupid. Peter: Then don't do them. Colin: Well, but if you don’t do them, you’re not only stupid, you’re also a coward. (Source: Gilmore Girls) (Colin Gardner, Peter Gardner)
Mia: Chloe! We meet again! Chloe: …I just saw you three hours ago. (Source: Invader Zim) (Mia Thompson, Chloe Seaver)
Connor: All is right with the world again… Stupid world. (Source: Invader Zim) (Connor Urquhart)
Mark, while Jonas is narrating: How can you remember something I said if you weren't there? (Source: Invader Zim) (Mark Seaver)
Connor: It's hard work being bitter. (Source: Peanuts) (Connor Urquhart)
Kiera: Happy birthday, Morgan! We made your favorite cake! Chloe: I hope they don't have a dancer coming out of that! Sarah: They asked, but they couldn't afford me. (Source: Phineas and Ferb) (Kiera Bernhardt, Chloe Seaver, Sarah Reinholt)
Jonas: Nice driving. Chloe: Thanks! I should get a license. (Source: Pokémon) (Jonas Corbin, Chloe Seaver)
Jonas: I would say I should quit while I'm ahead, but I'm not. Brad: You're not ahead, or you're not quitting? Jonas: …Both. (Source: Runaways) (Jonas Corbin, Brad Thompson)
Mark: I'd like to offer my moral support, but I have questionable morals. (Source: Someecards) (Mark Seaver)
Morgan: I don't talk to Connor until he's had his first three coffees. (Source: Someecards) (Morgan Urquhart)
Jonas: Sorry for being rude earlier. Nate: Sorry I used facts to explain why you were wrong. (Source: Someecards) (Jonas Corbin, Nate Kellerman)
Jonas (to Kiera): I blame your perfect breasts for my inability to focus during our conversations. (Source: Someecards) (Jonas Corbin)
Mark (to Nick): You are proof that evolution can go in reverse. (Source: Spongebob Squarepants) (Mark Seaver)
Mark: Okay, just remember, Morgan, flatter Lydia. Make her feel good. Don’t come on too strong. later Morgan: knocks on Lydia's door Lydia, opening her door: Yeah? Morgan: I love you. (Source: Spongebob Squarepants) (Mark Seaver, Morgan Urquhart, Lydia Renfrew)
Ashley: hesitates You're not talking any sense into me. You're cheering me on to disaster. Christi: Is that not half the reason I'm your best friend in the first place? Ashley: Heck, yeah! (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Ashley Cournane, Christi Wong)
Jonas: Guess what I'm doing tomorrow? Brad: Becoming a productive member of society? Jonas: Brad. Come on. (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Jonas Corbin, Brad Thompson)
Nate (looking at Jonas, Brad, and Chloe): You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals. (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Nate Kellerman)
Jonas: This is either the best idea I've ever had, or the worst. Stay tuned! (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Jonas Corbin)
Nina (texting Zoe about her date with Ashley and Kyle): I'm currently on a bowling date with my girlfriend and our boyfriend. It's pretty fun. (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Nina Chapman)
Samantha: We should start a club for all of us that have stabbed a sibling with a fork! (Source: Texts from Last Night) (Samantha Corbin)
Brad: We can’t lose Jonas, he’s the heart and soul of this gang! Chloe: Hey! What am I? Brad: You’re the spleen. We don’t know what it is and we don’t care. (Source: The Simpsons) (Brad Thompson, Chloe Seaver)
Brad: Mia's more scared of you than you are of her. Chloe: You're thinking of bears, Brad. (Source: The Simpsons) (Brad Thompson, Chloe Seaver)
Chloe: Sometimes I forget my brothers actually have entire lives that they're living and they aren't just my side characters. (Source: Tiktok) (Chloe Seaver)
Mark: Why are girls allowed to say "girlfriend" to refer to a platonic friend, but I can’t say "this is my boytoy twink malewife Connor"? (Source: Tiktok) (Mark Seaver)
Christi: Any wedding can be a fairytale wedding if you serve porridge and release angry bears at the feast. (Source: Tumblr) (Christi Wong)
Connor: All I do is drink coffee and say bad words. (Source: Tumblr) (Connor Urquhart)
Shea: So who's the older twin? Lyle: We're twins, it doesn't matter. Kevin: Me. (Source: Tumblr) (Shea Renfrew, Lyle Rockwell, Kevin Rockwell)
Kiera: I once flicked my hair so flawlessly that a man exploded. (Source: Twitter) (Kiera Bernhardt)
Adrian: The secret to keeping your hoodies? Buy your sister the exact same one. Kiera, putting on both hoodies: You sweet naive fool. (Source: Twitter) (Adrian Bernhardt, Kiera Bernhardt)
Kiera: Is that what sounds important? Do you know that there are people starving to death somewhere? Alicia: Oh my God, where? We should help them! (Source: Welcome to Night Vale) (Kiera Bernhardt, Alicia Ramsey)
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buckybarnesdiaries · 3 years
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white wolf: “the story of a first date”
first part — second part — third part — fourth part (soon)
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© @capsgrantrogers
bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.
Sam helps Bucky to ask you out for a date and it's a disaster, but he gets it.
word count: 3.147 words. (not sorry, it worth it, i promise!!!)
warnings/tags: none. bucky being the cutest gentleman in the whole wide world, and sam keeping an eye on him.
author notes: as it happened with the first part, i'm not really happy with the result but i had so much fun writing it and i think that that made this writing perfect, so i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed it. none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.
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The car stopped because of a red light, a moment where Sam took the advantage to turn at his copilot, glancing at Bucky from top to bottom in complete silence. Analyzing him. The soldier tilted his head raising an eyebrow, showing his curiosity about what the hell he was doing.
“What are you gonna wear, uh?” Sam asked then, maintaining a serious gesture on his face.
“Clothes”. Unworriedly, he put back his eyes to the front window.
“You probably look good naked, but that’s not what I’m talking ‘bout”.
“Just… some jeans, a shirt, and a jacket”.
“And shoes, I guess”.
Bucky turned on his seat towards his friend, squinting confused for the interrogatory. “Who cares?”
“About the shoe—”
“About the clothes”.
“Man, it’s a date! Do you wan’her to remember this night as the night Bucky Barnes shown up as a Russian bum?”
“I’m from Brookl—”.
“Yeah, but you look like mother Russia just spat you to the world”.
Sam rolled his eyes as a sigh escaped his mouth. Shaking his head, he took the next corner to the fifth avenue changing the planes they had in mind. A good outfit meant a good date. A good date meant happy soldier. Happy soldier meant no trouble. See the point? So the Falcon would take care of the Winter Soldier today. If only Steve could see them. He’d feel proud, that was for sure. They visited a couple of shops, finally letting Sam take control over the situation and pick the clothes he would wear for you. He had good taste, everybody knew that, and Bucky couldn’t complain about his choices.
Even less when the distinctive black suit dressed his anatomy to perfection. Spinning around in front of the mirror, he felt different. He looked different. He looked good, but not as he’d like. Holding the bucket of flowers once he was ready, Bucky left his apartment straight to the garage under the building. He was nervous, he couldn’t lie. But he had that sensation inside him that made him believe everything would be okay for the first time since he woke up.
The road didn’t take him more than ten minutes, not really worried about the time given that he had planned to arrive a little sooner than accorded. Life seemed like it was smiling at him, finding a parking lot in the same entrance. Landing his blue eyes on the rearview mirror, Bucky took a last view at his reflection, brushing back his hair as he used to do in the forties. He grabbed then the flowers he bought for you and stepped out of the car, trying to remember the advice Sam gave him. Resting his back against the copilot's door, he waited impatiently for you.
“Hey, you”.
His heart stopped for a second, raising his orbs to the man coming closer. Before he could react, the man in question tucked a hand beneath Bucky's jacket. Patting him down.
“What the hell are you doing, Sam?” He questioned irritatedly, slapping his hands and causing him to laugh.
“Just checking you didn't bring the notecards again”.
“Yeah, very funny…”
“Man, look at you! Should be illegal to look this good, uh?” Sam helped him to put on the jacket again, receiving another slap from his friend.
“Don't touch me”. Scowling, he fixed the flowers in his left hand, wanting them to be perfect. “Anyway, what are you doing here?”
“Watch you till (Y/N) comes. Lemme take a picture, I feel like a proud father on his son's prom day”.
“You're not m— Get the hell outta here, Sam”.
“Fighting again, kids? Should I call your mama?”
As Bucky heard you scoff, his soul abandoned. His pupils dilated. His legs trembled. And he could swear that everything disappeared around him when he watched you going downstairs, swinging your hips unconsciously sensual, with a black dress fitting you like a glove. If this morning Bucky wanted to marry you, now he wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side. Your makeup was on point, just like your hair, not being too formal but enough to run him out of words.
“Steve is off-duty, so, what 'you gonna do, soldier?” Sam mocked, an instant before noticing how pale Bucky was. He couldn't help but slap the back of his neck to bring him back to reality.
“I, uh… flowers… I bought you…”
“You're not Yoda”. Sam whispered as the other offered you the present.
“C'mon, stop messing with him”. You clicked your tongue, right before you drew an adorable smile on your lips, leaning to kiss Bucky's cheek. “Thank you”.
“You're welcome”. He just answered, responding to your same gesture while opening the door for you.
“Such a gentleman…” His playful murmur made Bucky frown and nudge him, trying to stop him from saying anything else and ruin the occasion.
“I'll bring him back at ten”. You joked palming his chest.
“The point is to not bring him back to me”. Sam cackled, shaking his head and taking a step back.
Once in the car turning on the engine, James joined the road after checking you were good. Never in his life he had driven with so much care as if he was carrying a bomb by his side. He set on the radio, not really knowing how to start a conversation, watching you through the corners of his eyes caressing the flowers over your lap. No one had bought you them before, thinking it was a thing that only happened in movies. But then, you met Bucky. An old-fashioned man, making yourself wonder how he was the same the news used to say he was a cold-blood assassin.
“What have you thought?”
“Uh?”
“About the date”.
“Sam told me about a rest—”.
“Okay, okay, Bucky. Pull over”. You couldn't help but burst into laughter, as his face was pale again thinking you were about to step out and end the date.
“Sorry, did I…?”
You swiveled at him on your seat, kissing your teeth and squinting inevitably. Studying his face you knew how afraid he was, and it was the most adorable reaction ever. You could have kissed at that precise instant, but it'd have been a little awkward.
“Where do you wanna go?”
The question didn't take him by surprise, actually. He was still getting used to doing the things he desired and not what other people asked him to do. The restaurant was a fancy place with a distinguished menu according to what his friend explained to him, but it wasn't the kind of site that he'd normally go, or that represented him.
“When I, uh… came back, I discovered that my favorite burger joint in Brooklyn was still standing”. Bucky told you, facing you after finishing the sentence. “They prepare the best burgers of the whole New York and you can decide what ingredients add, and the bread, and the kind of meat. And it still having the original decoration”.
You reclined on your seat, just staring at him talking with that kind of burning passion about something he loved. Puckering your lips, you nodded your chin. The fact that not only he wanted to take you to a different place, but a place that he used to go to when he was young made butterflies flutter within your belly. Bucky wanted to make you part of his future, but also his past. That made the difference.
“Sounds good to me”.
“Really?” He inquired funnily confused, wrinkling his nose and forehead.
“Really”.
The shine that appeared within his eyes made you place a hand on his cheek to urge him to turn his head and drive again. An innocent gesture that provoked him a lively giggle. If that man knew all the things he caused you, he'd have taken the step months ago.
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As the night went on and Bucky was losing his shyness, he talked to you about the good old times. Before HYDRA, before the winter, before the war. When he was a kid with no worries more than keeping Steven safe from the bullies. It was nice to disconnect from the present, from the gazes around the two of you, from the back talks, only enjoying your dinner and your conversation. You talked to Bucky about how was to be raised on a farm, surrounded by open fields and animals, to join the army years later. Without going into details that could make him remember the old bad times, you told him about what you used to do, your missions, and how you were wounded in combat after being shot and fell from a helicopter.
Bucky felt confident enough to compare it with how everything started. Falling from a wagon to the snow. But as soon as his voice became lower, you couldn't help but hold his gloved left hand and intertwine your fingers with his. And you could swear you felt him shaking for a brief moment because of your touch.
“So, what, uh? It was a forties trend to jump into the void?” You tried to joke, wanting to feel relaxed.
“Yeah, seems like”. He mumbled curling up his lips. “Listen… I really want to… open up, and I know it’s easier with you because… y’know, you work doing this”.
“Hold on, Bucky”. You laughed waving your free hand, shaking your chin as you closed your eyes for a second. “That has sounded really bad”.
“Wait, wh— Oh, shit, no, no, no”.
For the first time since you walked into the small restaurant, his laughter was lively, unworriedly, honest.
“Take it easy, just kidding”. You grinned, nailing your elbow on the table to rest your cheek on your palm. “But… this isn’t work. We’re not doing therapy, we’re… knowing each other. And I don’t want to pressure you to talk about something you don’t feel prepared to, okay?”
“I know”.
Bucky couldn’t believe how much you seemed to empathize with him, not judging his acts nor his past, not deciding that the date wasn't a good idea nor running away. He couldn’t believe the less importance you were giving to his arm made of vibranium; usually, people used to freak out, to feel frightened somehow about the things it could do. But you were there, fingers playing with the others as if it was the most common and natural act in the world. And, for you, it was. That was you in all your best. Considerate, smart, patient, lovingly. The rainbow after a stormy life. Everything that Bucky needed in his life to start from scratch and be his better version. A shoulder to lean on and a reason to come back home.
“Was afraid of asking you out”. He confessed after some seconds admiring each other. Any person closer would say you had been dating for a long, long time by the way you had to keep silent and not feel uncomfortable.
“Why?”
“You came from war and made your world a place to live. I’m still stuck there”.
“I have my own red flags”. Clicking your tongue, you rolled your eyes.
“Oh, really? Please, surprise me”. Bucky teased you sitting up on his chair, not loosening the gentle grip around your left hand.
“I put the milk before cereals”.
“Oh… Oh, God”. He let out, pretending to be horrified and running a hand on his face. “Goddammit… you’re a monster, ma’am. I don’ think this is going to work”.
“Excuse me?” You chuckled, parting your lips in a breath while leaning over the table to palm his right shoulder. “It wasn’t me who added lettuce to the burger”.
“What? What’s the matter with that, uh?”
“Lettuce kills the savor!”
“Y’know what kills the savor? Ketchup. Today, people use ketchup literally with everything… And that’s disgusting”.
“Okay! Next time, no lettuce, and… no ketchup”.
“That’s a big challenge”. Bucky scoffed tenderly squeezing your hand between his cold fingers.
“I’ll live, Sergeant Barnes”. You narrowed your eyes and crinkled your nose at the same time.
“I was talking about a second date, not about your issue with ketchup”.
“So was I”.
A goofy smirk appeared on Bucky’s face, biting his inner cheek as he assented with his head. Seeing you again, knowing that you wanted it —that you wanted him—, made him trust Dr. Raynor’s words. He was having a second chance to do the right thing. To live and to be.
You wanted to add something else when the clock in his wrist started to beep. Curious, you raised an eyebrow. “We have to leave”.
“Why?”
“Sam told me you work tomorrow at eight, which means you’ll get up at six and a half… maybe seven. While I pay, take you home, all that stuff… I don’ want you to be tired in the morning”.
Bucky would never stop to amaze you, looking up to him in silence to contemplate how he called the bartender and beckoned his free hand to ask for the bill.
“What…? What are you doing?” He chuckled embarrassed, taking his beer to sip.
You cleared your throat when you realized how stupid you should look right now, shaking your head as you freed his cold hand from yours to find unlock your phone as soon as the guy brought the dataphone.
“Hey, no, no. I asked you out, I pay”. Bucky began to fight with you, provoking some laughs on the table as you tried to put your screen above the tpv.
“Well, welcome to the twenty-first century”. You hummed as the operation was confirmed.
“I’ll pay next time”. He declared licking his incisors, prior to his lips.
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You wished the ride back home to last forever, not wanting to end the date. But the car reached your neighborhood in a blink of eyes. You couldn't help but sigh barely appreciably for your companion, gazing through the window until double parking in front of your apartment. You turned towards him, hearing the engine shut off. Bucky seemed disappointed like you, not being able to remember when was the last time he had a break, he had fun. The date was nicer than he expected but the idea of not knowing exactly when he was going to see you again was killing him from the inside.
“I'll accompany you”. He declared undoing his seat belt as you did to step out.
You reacted with a delicate smile, holding the bucket of flowers against your abdomen while walking to the front door of the building. That moment was a little uncomfortable, not being sure about how to say goodbye, just looking like two teens in love.
“Thank you for tonight, Bucky”. You uttered without thinking about it. “It's been the best night I've ever had”.
“Next will be better, I promise”.
“That's a big challenge”. You chuckled repeating his words a while ago in the restaurant.
“I'll live”. He nodded convinced, glancing at you bowing down your interest to the red roses between your hands.
How could you tell him that you were dying to be together again? That you wouldn't mind waking up sooner and having breakfast? You bit your inner upper lip, trying to find the correct words to say, without sounding like you were feeling something else to a physical attraction. Bucky was hot as hell, that wasn't up to debate, but he was the kindest and charmingest man you had known. He was sensible and strong at the same time. You both complemented the other like the pieces of a puzzle and you never thought something like that could happen to you. To find your other half and having it so clear you didn't want anyone else.
“I am, uh… free tomorrow”.
His words pushed you out of your thoughts, putting up your attention to a Bucky almost flushing, stroking the back of his head, and having the impression that he could scare you.
“Got a break for lunch, if you want”. You proposed without hesitation.
His eyes sparkled with happiness, holding your left hand with his to bring it to his mouth, placing a fond kiss on the back. Such a gentleman, like Sam said, inducing your cheeks to burn. And then, you saw him doubting about taking another step. You wanted it too to happen, tho, leaning forward to press your lips together. Your eyes snapped closed at that precise instant, not having any rush, tasting each other's and shortening the distance between both of you by his free arm getting wrapped around your waist. The kiss was innocent but passionate. It was warm, intimate, trying to transmit all the chemistry you woke up within the other with only one look, with only one smile. Breaking it —much to your regret— when you needed air to breathe. And even so, Bucky rested his forehead against yours freeing your hand to place it on the right side of his neck.
Neither of the two of you opened your eyes, extending the moment as much as you could. You felt he craved to spend the night with you, and you desired it too, but you also felt that he needed some time to get used to this new world he was living in. It wasn't easy. You thought back to the months after the war, the recovery, the loneliness you forced yourself to be in. You were in Afghanistan for three months. He had been fighting since nineteen forty. And he didn't want to ruin what you were building together.
“I should leave”. Bucky murmured against his wishes.
“See you tomorrow”.
At the moment you opened your eyes to meet the pale blue ones, your whole body felt weak. You saw the brightness in them after letting him know that the second date was going to happen and that it wasn't just a formality before disappearing, wiping out any minimal doubt by kissing him again. The last kiss. A good night, I'll dream with you kiss.
“I'm gonna play this on your wedding day, definitely”.
You screamed because of the unexpected metallic voice coming closer, clinging to Bucky's neck as his heart raced too. Redwing was suspended in the air some steps away from you, being controlled by Sam. Who else is not him, uh?
“I'm starting to think you have separation anxiety”. The soldier growled trying to hit the flying device with his flesh hand, hearing you laughing against his chest.
“Good night, kids”. You chuckled separating from Bucky.
“No kiss for me, soldier?”
“I'm not gonna kiss that thing, Samuel”.
“What about a howl, White wolf? Would be very appro—”.
“White wo—”.
“Please, don't. Don't ask”. Bucky begged you, licking his bottom lip while rubbing the back of his head, clearly ashamed.
“Hope you show me one day what it means…”
“Oh, he will… Just wait till the full moon”.
“Sam!” Bucky and you yelled in unison, you playfully, he annoyed.
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babyboibucky · 3 years
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Charming (Part 2 of Charm)
Pairing: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Bucky has everything planned out for his date with you.
Word Count: 2,566
Warnings: No TFATWS spoilers here, Bucky being charming (hence the title) is a warning in itself
A/N: Ahhh you guys, thank you for all the love for Charm! I didn’t expect for that oneshot to receive so much love from everyone. Can’t thank y’all enough!!! For those who haven’t read it yet, make sure to do so before reading this!
Charm (Part 1) || MAIN MASTERLIST
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Bucky nervously waited outside of your apartment building. He made sure to plan really well for this date, he didn’t want to mess up. He really liked talking to you and he wanted you to enjoy this day.
“Okay, I’m ready!” You announced as you stepped out of the building, jogging downstairs to approach him.
You looked excited, Bucky noticed. Okay, that’s good. He’s off to a good start. He found himself smiling at you, admiring this light and bright aura that radiated off of you. He could use a little light in his life and it might be too soon for Bucky to even consider it, but you seemed like the perfect girl to him.
“Hi.” Bucky greeted. “You look beautiful.” He said, eyeing you from head to toe.
Bucky’s confidence grew when your cheeks turned pink at his compliment. You thanked him and let your eyes fall to his left arm, making Bucky instantly regret his decision to forego the gloves. He should’ve worn his jacket on top of his blue henley. All his worries though eventually dissipated when you reassured him.
“Glad you aren’t wearing your gloves, it looked really uncomfortable.” You told him genuinely.
Bucky shyly let out a chuckle, “Yeah.”
“So, to the park?” You asked excitedly.
Bucky made a face, “Actually, I thought of changing our plans a bit. Hope that’s alright?” He asked hopefully.
You narrowed your eyes at him as you nodded, “Hmm, that sounds interesting. Alright then, what do you got?”
Embarrassment filled Bucky’s entire being when he whipped out a folded piece of paper from his back pocket. He glanced at you and watched your expression as he unfolded it, revealing it to be the size of a bond paper where he had written down his agenda for the day.
“Oh wow, that’s...very interesting.” You pointed out but with no malice. In fact, you were impressed.
Who would’ve thought that guys nowadays came to a date prepared? But then again, Bucky wasn’t from this time but truly appreciated how old-fashioned he still was.
Bucky rubbed his neck, “I made an itinerary but saying that out loud, it actually sounds terrible.”
“Not at all!” You were quick to defend. “I like a well-planned day. I’m not really the spontaneous type so this really works well for me.” You chuckled.
Bucky bit his lip to stop himself from smiling too wide. It seemed like the date would go pretty well, he hoped it’d last the entire day though. He couldn’t help but worry that something might happen that would throw you off. Or that he might end up saying things that you’d find offensive.
“What’s first on the itinerary?” You asked.
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“I got a strike!” You squealed in excitement and pumped your first in the air.
Bucky took you to a bowling place and honestly, he didn’t expect for you to be so excited about it. He felt silly for outdoing himself for this first date. In fact, he researched about dating in the modern day the moment he got home after meeting you. The tips were very different, some of which he wasn’t comfortable doing. So instead of adjusting to the present, Bucky stayed true to himself.
He was going to do it his own way, no matter how traditional it seemed. This led him to writing down his ideas on a piece of paper and planning everything out properly.
“Looks like I won.” You smirked, seeing the scores flash on the television hanging on the ceiling. “Did you go easy on me? Tell me the truth, Bucky.” You warned as you looked at him suspiciously.
Bucky chortled and shook his head, “I didn’t. It’s been decades since the last time I did this so I got pretty rusty at it.” He explained.
“You ready to grab something to eat?” He asked, checking the time and seeing that it was close to three in the afternoon.
You nodded enthusiastically, “I’m starving! I mean, beating a super soldier at bowling can be really exhausting.” You teased.
Bucky smiled, “Great, but can we stop by somewhere first?”
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Bucky felt proud at himself when he saw the astonished look in your face.
“Oh my god, is this...?” You asked, eyeing the car that Bucky drove out of a car rental shop.
“A 1942 Pontiac Torpedo.” Bucky boasted before stepping out of the car and leading you towards the front seat.
Bucky waited for you to slip in, your expression still that of utter disbelief, before closing the door and walking around to ride back inside.
“And it’s the convertible one.” He said proudly and laughed at your reaction when he brought down the roof.
“I have no words for this, Bucky. This is amazing!” You exclaimed, running your hands on the compartment and just taking in the beautiful interiors of the vintage car.
Bucky watched you with a soft look in his eyes. He felt kind of selfish for gloating at the fact that this date only proved to himself that he still is James Buchanan Barnes. Despite decades of torture and brainwashing as the Winter Soldier, he still had pieces of himself left.
But seeing you so giddy at the date that he poured so much effort in? Maybe he wasn’t so selfish after all.
“And where will you be taking us next for you to rent this lovely vehicle? I honestly don’t know what to expect after this. I’m just...I love it!” You laughed, unable to hide your excitement.
“We’re having burgers and milkshakes.” Bucky announced.
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Bucky wanted you to experience what it was like dating in his time, so it was only right that he took you to a diner. But it wasn’t just the regular one, he took you to a drive-in diner where waitresses even wore roller derby skates.
“You just keep on outdoing yourself, Bucky. I’m speechless!” You laughed.
The waitress rolled by your car and took your orders. After she left, there was finally a moment of peace which allowed you and Bucky to have an actual conversation.
“Did you often hang out in one of these places then?” You asked.
Bucky smiled at the memories, “Yeah, used to take Steve with me. He always ended up getting mad whenever he realized that it was a set-up for a double date.”
You hummed in amusement. “You seemed really popular with the ladies, huh?”
Bucky chuckled timidly before letting out a sigh. He turned to you curiously and creased his forehead, “Why didn’t you tell me you knew who I was?” He finally asked.
You seemed surprised at his question but your features softened up almost immediately. Shrugging as if it was no big deal, you told him that you really didn’t feel the need to do so.
“Would it change anything if I told you I knew who you were?” You curiously asked.
Bucky thought for a brief moment, “I probably would’ve excused myself and left.”
“That’s what I thought.” You said. “You seemed comfortable then, I didn’t want to overwhelm you by bringing it up. Besides, I really don’t care about it. I mean, I had fun talking to you and that’s all that matters to me. Superhero or not, I do enjoy your company.”
Bucky snickered, “I don’t think superhero is the right word.”
“You’ll be surprised that a lot of people call you that.” You said, placing a hand on Bucky’s arm, squeezing it to offer him comfort.
Bucky loosened up at your touch and kept his gaze lingering on how your fingers were wrapped around his arm.
“There’s this one kid at the orphanage I volunteer at,” you said, letting go of Bucky’s arm as you adjusted your position in the car so you could turn to him. Bucky almost missed the warmth from your hand on his skin.
“I asked them to draw someone they looked up to and this is his work.” You said, bringing out your phone to show Bucky a photo of the drawing.
Bucky’s breath hitched when you handed him your phone, revealing that the kid drew a man with long brown hair and a metal arm. He used black and gold to color the metal arm, not silver. It didn’t even have the red star on it. When Bucky looked up at you, he saw the most genuine smile he had ever seen.
“I asked him why he chose you and he said that he liked how Captain America’s best friend fought alongside him. For a kid his age, he knew a lot about your history too. He’s a huge fan.” You laughed.
Bucky’s eyes almost brimmed with tears. He was unable to believe that a kid would look up to him, consider him a superhero. All this time he had been seeing himself as a villain still, the bad guy. Someone who would have a hard time redeeming himself. You made him think twice about it, that maybe he had been too harsh on himself.
“You should come with me to the orphanage some time. The kids will love you, Bucky. It’s not that hard to do so.” You said softly, lifting your hand up to fix a strand of Bucky’s hair that was out of place.
It was a beautiful moment between the two of you. Bucky felt vulnerable but safe, like you’d keep him safe. Not from danger but from his very own destructive thoughts. Whenever he loses control of his mind, whenever it wanders into the darkest parts of his past, Bucky tends to self-destruct. And he almost wandered there but you were quick to pull him back to the surface.
“What are you thinking of?” You asked when you noticed that Bucky was just staring at you.
Bucky’s gaze fell onto your lips and then back at your eyes, “Thinking about whether I should just go for it now.”
“Go for what?” You blinked.
Bucky slowly leaned in but was immediately startled when the waitress arrived with your orders.
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After the diner, Bucky drove to the park where the two of you walked around while talking about well, anything. He learned more about you and this time, he didn’t have to lie about anything whenever you asked him. In fact, Bucky got really comfortable opening up about his life in the 40’s, he even talked about his family.
The two of you talked more until the sun set and the next thing you knew was that Bucky brought you to a drive-in theater and bought pizza to cap off the date.
-
It was a little past ten in the evening when Bucky drove you home. He opened the car door for you and nervously fidgeted with the piece of paper in his back pocket.
“So did you tick off everything on the itinerary?” You asked.
Bucky let out the fakest laugh because no, he hasn’t ticked off everything on his list. There was one more thing that he planned to do at the very end of the date. He had been confident about it, especially after how much you enjoyed the date in its entirety. But, now standing outside your apartment building and staring at you nervously, he wasn’t sure whether he had enough courage to pull this off.
“I uhh...well...” Bucky stammered. “Did you enjoy?” He asked again, just to be sure.
“I am offended that you had to ask because I thought my face was unable to hide at how much I did!” You laughed.
“Thank you for giving me the 1940s experience. I love it. I really do, it’s...it’s been a while since I last went on a date that I really enjoyed.” You shyly admitted, biting your lip and looking up at Bucky through your lashes.
Bucky’s breath got caught in his throat as he gazed down at you. You looked really beautiful, no matter how simple you looked. He wanted to take you out to another date, maybe tomorrow. Or the next day perhaps, actually, Bucky wanted to be with you every single day.
You were so kind and bubbly, you offered so much light to his darkness. He loved how your hopeful attitude rubbed off on him, he badly needed it. And he loved how you made him feel...himself. He was just Bucky Barnes, a guy navigating through the modern times and finding his place in this world. And it would seem like an easy task with you by his side.
“Well, I guess this is it.” You said. “Thanks again, Bucky. I really did enjoy.”
Bucky was surprised when you stepped closer to him for a hug. Feeling your arms wrap around his waist and your hair brush against his chin gave him the boost of confidence he needed to finally check off the last on his date itinerary.
By the time he convinced himself to do it, you already stepped back and bid Bucky good night.
Bucky proved to himself the other night that he still has his charm from back then. And tonight, he was going to prove that his charm was going to sweep you off of your feet.
“Wait, one last thing.” Bucky said, reaching out for your wrist.
He tugged you forward making you squeal, and then wrapped his metal arm around your waist before swooping you down for a kiss.
Bucky wasn’t sure how you would react to his kiss but he could no longer hold himself back. It could either make or break his friendship with you, but Bucky just had to. And it wasn’t just to prove something to himself, he’d been wanting to kiss you all throughout the day. He would have already, at the diner, if only the waitress didn’t interrupt his little moment with you.
He almost panicked when your lips remained still, but it all went away when he felt your hands wrap around his shoulders before finally kissing him back. Bucky’s lips curled into a smile against yours as he slowly straightened, bringing you back up before pulling away.
You panted against his lips, your hands sliding down to rest on Bucky’s chest as his landed on your hips.
“Was that...was that a part of your list?” You breathlessly asked.
“Yes. Almost went for it at the diner but I guess the universe wanted for me to stick to the schedule.” He grinned.
You threw your head back in laughter, “So that’s what you meant by that!”
Bucky laughed in agreement and held your face in his metal hand, noticing how you weren’t thrown off. Instead, you turned your face to even press a kiss on his palm.
“Was I too fast? Kissing you on the first date?” He asked, caressing your face.
You shook your head, “You did wait until the end of the date to do so, I guess your timing was just right.”
“And...how was it?” Bucky meekly asked, almost afraid that he might have sucked given that this was his first kiss in decades.
Smiling, you leaned in again to give him a quick peck on the lips. A reassurance, something to melt Bucky’s worries away.
“What can I say? James Bucky Barnes, you are one charming man.”
Now, Bucky was a hundred percent sure that he still has it in him. And he made a mental note to boast to Yori how his first date with you went.
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oitommothetease · 3 years
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Invisible String (9/?)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female reader (Modern AU)
Word Count: 2k words
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You weren't a morning person, hell, you weren’t even a person in the morning. Therefore, when you woke up to two kids playing with your hair and jumping on your bed, you wanted to strangle them or shove them on the floor. But again, you loved those little demons so you just groaned loudly, clearly irritated and you decided to keep your eyes closed, hoping that your ignorance will make them leave you alone. You squeezed your eyes shut and didn't open them until you heard a familiar voice chuckling.
“Carol told me you aren't a morning person, but this-” James didn't finish his sentence, his lips breaking into a cheeky grin, and as much annoyed as you were at his teasing, you kind of thought he looked gorgeous. Who looked so gorgeous this early in the morning? A smile made its way to your face and you instantly wiped it off, feigning offense.
“Carol? You're already on a first-name basis with my sister?”
“Aw, don't worry, doll. I'm just trying to be friendly with your family or should I say my future family as your mother reminded me ten minutes ago,” he pestered, moving towards you to hand you the cup of coffee in his hand. Bucky winked teasingly when you accepted it, and you mumbled a ‘thank you’.
That pet name made your stomach do some somersaults and you didn't trust yourself enough to speak. It's not like the first time he called you ‘doll’, in fact, he had been calling you that the moment you started fake dating. But it was something about the way he said it as if the word was made for you and nobody could say that word unless it wasn't voiced by him for you. He didn't notice the flush in your eyes and even if he did, he didn't mention it.
“That’s it. You’re done hanging out with my family,” you articulated, “You are officially infected.” 
“Don’t be like that, doll. Come on, breakfast’s ready.”
At the age of 18, when you were finally a college girl, you decided that breakfast was a myth created by Satan. When you lived with your parents, the breakfast consisted of extravagant food like pancakes, waffles and fruits. Once you moved away for college, your breakfast shifted to coffee and maybe a toast if you had the time before your first lecture. And the second you were independent, coffee became your boyfriend, keeping you up at night and also, your best friend, keeping you up in the morning without dozing off in classes.
So, sitting again at a dining table with your family and fake boyfriend/boss was very awkward, to say the least. But of course, your sister had the magical ability where she took an awkward silence and converted it into an uncomfortable conversation.
“We hope we didn't wake you up last night. Nick and I tend to get loud sometimes,” Carol joked and you coughed, choking on your food, and James laughed awkwardly. 
James' hand instinctively came to your back, running calming circles with his palm and you shot a deathly glare to your sister. 
“Oh, we know all about that,” James teased, bringing your chair closer to him. Your eyes widened and you whipped your head towards him so quickly that your neck hurt. What was he saying? This man, your boyfriend, fake boyfriend was a completely different person than your boss (not that you were complaining). He was funny, charming, he made you feel comfortable and something else you weren’t ready to point out just yet.
You could see yourself falling for a man like James. No, he is your boss and sort of criminal. Get your shit together, you told yourself.
After the very awkward breakfast, thanks to Carol. Your mother told you to show James around town and you would have said no but that meant you’d have to stay at home with your family, which was worse. So when James accepted your offer to go to your favorite burger place nearby, you were relieved.
“This burger is amazing, but nothing compared to Barry’s,” James stated. 
You nodded your head, chewing the remnant of food in your mouth properly before speaking, “Nothing compares to Sally and her food.”
You liked being with James, everything about him made you want this, the real thing with him, not the whole faux boyfriend play. You wanted him and you were sure that he didn’t. One look at him was sufficient for anyone to know how handsome he was, and how oblivious he was to the waitress ogling him. He didn’t spare her a glance, he was probably used to the attention that he stopped caring about it. Of course, if you weren't overthinking at the moment, you would have noticed that he didn't care about anyone else - well, except you. 
“The waitress was totally checking you out,” you informed James. You were very jealous, but you wouldn't stop your crush on your boss to stop him from living his life. He had already sacrificed a lot for you, you didn't want to cock-block him on top of that.
“No, she wasn’t,” he huffed, looking at you for any sign that this conversation displeased you the way it did him.
“I swear she was,” you said, “You should ask her out. She’s cute.”
 “No, I’m taken.”
“But you’re not taken, James. This isn’t real,” you retorted and it hurt you so much to say. Sometimes you wished you could be a selfish bitch but you couldn’t do that to James. He deserves someone who would cherish and love him, not give him a faux relationship. “You should ask her out.”
 “Do you want me to?” James asked, his voice was laced with desperation that you couldn't understand. Why would he care about your opinion?
Bucky hoped that you would say no, he needed a sign to know that you wanted him too. His tone was despondent because he was hoping that this could be more. He really wanted it to be. But when you said yes, everything came shattering down for him. You didn’t want him and God, he was so frustrated that he could cry. What sick game was the universe playing with him? He felt like a rat stuck in a cage with cheese right outside, in front of him. Even though he was so close to you, you were still out of his reach.
“You know what?,” he pondered, “Now that I think about it maybe I should ask her out?”
“Like right now?” you questioned, taken aback by his sudden and unexpected change in demeanor.
“Yeah!” he cheered enthusiastically, “No time like the present, right? You can get home by yourself?”
He didn’t wait for your answer, already walking back towards the restaurant, and you murmured a ‘yeah’ which he didn’t even notice because he was already jogging towards the burger place.
When you reached home alone, tears welled up in your eyes, and you ran up to the bathroom to avoid stumbling upon your family. Maybe you shouldn't have pushed him, maybe if you didn’t then he wouldn’t have pursued the waitress. He wouldn’t have gone if you didn’t shove him towards the cute waitress. Why were you such a good person?
Your thoughts were brought to a halt with frantic knocks on the door. Instantly, you wiped your eyes and opened up the door to be met with your sister’s kids. Izzy and Alex didn’t give you any time before getting a hold of your hand and rushing you outside to help them set up the trampoline.
Your family was already out there, and you hoped your face didn’t say, ’I've been crying in the bathroom.’ Your sister and her husband were seated on a blanket which was spread out on the grass, sipping wine, and your parents were admiring their grandchildren.
“Auntie Y/N!” Alex exclaimed and Izzy added, “Help us fix the trampoline please.”
You agreed because those two were the only people in the world that considered you their friend without asking for anything in return. Moreover, it was a good distraction, if you stayed in a room thinking about James, then you would probably lose your sanity. So, once you started setting up the trampoline for the kids, it became somewhat fun, and you almost forgot all about James, and how he must be talking to that girl and how that girl must be flirting with him. You hoped he didn’t call her doll, you knew you were being unreasonable and immature, but you couldn’t help yourself.
Izzy and Alex made their way towards their parents and whispered something about you being so in love with James that his absence made you angry.
You ignored them and the way your sister smiled, you were so focused on fitting the trampoline spring that you did not realize someone was standing behind you until two strong hands came around you, taking the spring from your hand and attaching it to the corner. 
You knew it was James, no one would touch your hand so gently, any other man would have snatched the spring from your hold and mansplained it’s process to you. But James wasn’t doing that, he wanted to be near you, to have your attention fully that is why he took the spring from you. He didn’t undermine you. No, he desired you to notice him, the guy who has been trying all weekend to get you to like him. He wanted you to see Bucky, not your boss, James.
You could feel his head looming over your shoulder, you dared to crane your neck in his direction to find him already looking at you with a smile on his face. You were so dazed in his eyes that you didn’t notice that he was wearing a white shirt instead of the one he wore in the morning. You did not notice that he didn’t leave you to get the waitress’s number, instead he got a customized shirt that read 'I heart Y/N'. You only noticed him.
Furthermore, you didn’t care about anything else at the moment, just him. Bucky eyed your lips longer than he should have and leaned a bit towards you; a question. You answered his question by closing the distance between you and crashing your lips with his. His hands engulfed around your waist, flushing your back against his chest and he kissed you feverishly. 
The kids were right.
You were in love, and that love was reciprocated by the man who was holding you like you were his archer and kissing you like you were the source of his last breath. But both of you were too unaware to realize that the other felt the same way.
Everyone could see that, your mother looked over at your father and your sister looked at her husband, smiling, reminiscing the way they fell in love just like you and Bucky. The kids looked at you both with hope, aspiring to have a love like that in their future, the kind they saw in movies and in the couples around them.
What you didn't realize was that there was one other set of eyes watching you from a car in the distance. Rumlow finally found his rival's vulnerability, and he was going to do everything in his power to exploit and eventually kill Bucky’s weakness, his love, you. 
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raineydays411 · 3 years
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The best of friends pt3
Peter Parker x Stark!reader
Summary: So it turns out that you do have other friends. Who would’ve guessed? 
A/n: Hello! So.. because i don’t feel like writing the whole fight scene, the events of homecoming already happened before the actual dance and Liz is moving after the school year ends.
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“Am I dreaming or is that you Jason Todd?”
“Yeah its me, don’t cream your pants.”
You laugh, running to embrace your friend, and he catches you spinning you around then putting you down. 
“What are you doing here?” You ask breathlessly, “Doesn’t your dad hate leaving Gotham?”
“Well he had a meeting with your dad today, so we made him bring us.” 
“Ohh, so that’s the meeting dad didn’t want to go to” You think.
“You’re brothers are here?” You look around for the boys, but not seeing any.
Jason laughs, “Just Tim and Damian, I kind of ditched them at the Tower, I think I would’ve gone crazy if I stayed another second.”
“Aw, were you expecting me to be there?” You tease, grinning wide as the boy turned a light shade of red.
“Oh please, if you were there I think I’d die of boredom” He teases back, a matching grin growing on his face. But before you can answer back you hear Mj shout at you. 
“Y/n! Are you gonna keep flirting or can we go on some rides?”
“Yeah Iron baby, are you gonna keep flirting?” 
You roll your eyes at the nickname, despite your protests you know he’s not going to stop calling you that. 
“Hey you’re not here with anyone are you?” “Um no why?” 
You grab his hand and pull him towards Mj and Ned, who were looking at the both of you in shock.
“You’re Jason Todd..” Ned says, surprised to see him here.
“Uh..hi” Jason responds, not knowing what to say.
“Jay and I are friends” You say, “ We hang out at the galas and judge people.”
Jason laughs, “That is not what we do.” 
“Oh? So then why do you mean mug people from the corner of the room?” 
Mj and Ned make eye contact, having a silent conversation as you and Jason banter. 
“So, you’re one of Y/n’s ‘friends that don’t live in the city’?” Mj asks, eyeing Jason and you. 
He slings and arm on your shoulders, “ Is that what you call us Y/n?” He turns to Mj to respond but before he can answer Peter and Liz finally make an appearance. 
“Oh so you two finally decided to grace us with your presence?” Mj drawls 
“Sorry guys, I really wanted this Spiderman plush and Peter was trying to win it for me” Liz says with a giggle. Peter blushes, not taking his eyes off Liz. 
You frown at the sight. Frustration growing in your head, this was supposed to be your day with Peter. And now it was ruined. 
“You spent over an hour trying to win a little doll?” You said bitterly, making everyone stare at you. 
“Ah come on iron baby, we all know those games are rigged.” Jason says from beside you. You tear your eyes away from Peter and Liz, “Rigged or not, I bet I can win a prize before you, Jay-Bird”
“Oh is that a bet?” “Um yeah, I literally just said that.” “Okay fine!”
Then you and Jason are off, running towards the nearest booth that gives out prizes. 
“Umm, who was that?” Peter asking, looking in the direction you ran off. 
“That was Jason Todd” Liz responds, “ You know, Bruce Wayne's son.”
“What was he doing with his arm around Y/n?” he asks with a frown.
“Well apparently they’re friends, he just showed up. We didn’t even notice him until we saw him spinning Y/n around like a washing machine.” Ned says with a laugh.
“What, so they’re like...close?” Peter asks. Mj and Ned look at each other. 
“Um I guess...” Ned says hesitantly.
“Well, I for one, haven’t heard Y/n talk as much as she has been now.” Mj says, a knowing look on her face. Peter made a face, not understanding what Mj was talking about. 
“That's true” Liz adds in, “She’s pretty quiet, it’s kinda weird.”
“Well to be fair you two haven’t been exactly talking to her.” Ned defending you, “ She opened up quite a bit after she got comfortable.”
“Yeah, besides, Peter is the one who she knows the best, I wouldn’t be comfortable hanging out with people I just met.” Mj says, glancing at Peter. 
Peter didn’t know how to feel. At first he was psyched to be spending time alone with Liz. He didn’t even think about how you would feel when he invited her and his friends on your shopping day. This whole day he was trying to get closer to Liz, he forgot that you hardly knew Ned and Mj.  But it was okay, you gained two new friends, and now Peter has a chance with Liz. 
He looked at Liz, 
“She looks so pretty” He thinks, but deep in his mind, a voice kept bringing up an image of your face.
“Oh shoot” Liz says, “ Hey guys, my mom is here to pick me up.”
“I’ll walk you to the car!” Peter shouts, startling Mj and Ned. 
‘Okay thanks Pete!” Liz says, wrapping an arm around his. Peter turns back to Ned and Mj with a grin. 
Ned winks back and Mj just rolls her eyes, going to find you and Jason. 
As Peter and Liz walk, he starts to get nervous. This whole day he has been alone with her, but now...now he has to leave an impression. 
“I had a lot-” “It was really coo-” 
The two laugh
“You go first” Peter says.
“It was really cool of you to invite me, I had a great time.” Liz says with a smile. Peter grins, happy that she had a good time with him. and his friends.
“Yeah? I’m glad, I had fun too.” 
They finally make it to the parking lot where Liz’s mother is waiting.  Liz’s face suddenly looks nervous.
“Hey Peter,” Liz turns to Peter, “ Do you have a date to homecoming?”
Peters breath hitches, “Um..no-no why?” 
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”
He...he isn’t as excited as he thought he’d be. In fact, this was kind of anti-climatic. 
“Y-yeah, of course!” Peter says forcing enthusiasm.  Liz’s face brightens and she smiles, pulling Peter into a hug.
“Awesome! I’ll text you with the details later?” She asks, pulling away to get into the car.
“That sounds great” Then without warning, Liz grabs Peters face and gives him a quick peck. 
“I’ll see you later Peter Parker.” and with that, she hopped into her mom's car and drove away. Peter stood there, hand on his mouth looking at the spot Liz stood. 
For some reason..he didn’t feel as happy as he should’ve. 
“What is wrong with me?” He asked himself. He shakes his head and turns around. Ready to walk back to where he last saw his friends. 
Turns out, they were all at a booth near the parking lot. And saw the whole thing.
“Dude!” Ned said running up to Peter, “Liz Allen just kissed you! You’re going to HOMECOMING with Liz Allen!” 
“Yeah..I am” Peter says, forcing excitement for his friend,” I can’t believe it.”
“Dude! You’ve been pining over her for YEARS! “ Ned shouts, “ You did it!” 
Meanwhile, Mj is rubbing your arm in comfort as you hold back tears. You saw everything. Peter really didn’t like you the way you thought. You felt defeated, betrayed even. All those moments...they meant nothing to him.  Every moment you held close to your heart. 
“Hey, are you alright Y/n?” Jason whispers, sensing your sadness. 
“um..no not really...” you whisper back, feeling a tear run down your face. Jason wipes it away before you could. 
“Hey, come on lets get you something to drink.” He pulls you away from Mj with a nod. But before he could get far, Peter called out
“Y/n..are you okay?” 
You don’t say anything, your back turned to him so he doesn’t see your face.
“She’s not feeling too hot, I’m gonna get some water and food in her, see if she perks up” Jason responded for you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
Peter looks at the arm, “I can do that” He steps closer to you but before he can touch you, you speak up.
“Don’t touch me, I want Jay to take me.”
And with that, Jason adjusts his grip on you and walks you to a food truck. Leaving behind a disheartened Peter. 
You sit on a bench as Jason orders you some food. Alone, you’re able to gather your thoughts and think about what just happened.  
“Did Peter really not like me? If he didn’t why did he act so flirty with me?” 
It made you mad. It wasn’t fair that he made you feel special then dropped you as soon as someone else came along. He ignores you all day for her, then acts innocent? Screw that.
“Here you go, one greasy ass burger and a bottle of water. We dine like true kings.” 
Jason plops down next to you, “So are you gonna tell me whats wrong or what?”
You scoff, “ Wow, you sure have a way with the ladies.” 
“Whatever.” the raven haired boy rolls his eyes, “ So what’s up? Is it that Peter kid?”
You sigh and explain everything. From when you first met Peter to now. After you were done, Jason stayed quiet. Digesting what you just told him and trying to find the right words to say.
“Fuck him.” He says simply. 
“What?” You say surprised at his comment. 
“Fuck. Him” He repeats looking you in the eye, “ Why are you going to waste your time on someone who doesn’t want you? It’s his lose anyway.”
You stay quiet, not exactly knowing how to respond. 
Two of you eat in silence, watching parents run after their children, and take in the atmosphere. 
“Hey.. we never did finish our bet.” Jason says, standing up. 
You look up at him, a small smile forming on your face. “No, I guess we didn’t.”
“Well come on, I don’t have all day.” He holds out his hand, refusing to look at you. You take it, interlocking your fingers.
You walk in silence, faces red but its comforting. It was nice to see this side of Jason. When the two of you see each other, you both have a this fake persona for the media. You couldn’t truly show who you really were. You only caught glimpses of each others true self when you’d sneak away from the crowds. You both hated those stupid galas Bruce threw. Your dad would force you to go so he wouldn’t be alone, and Jason had to go as Bruce Waynes son. 
A match made in heaven.
“Here we are.” Jason says, releasing your hand. “Ready to get your ass handed to you?”
“Oh you wish Todd.”You scoff, walking up to the man running the booth. 
“Hello little lady, three bucks for a three chances.” 
You hand him the money and get the balls. It seemed simple enough, toss the balls, knock down the clowns, win the prize. 
You wind your arm back, and throw the ball with all your might. You end up knocking down two out of the five clowns down. You go again, getting the other three.v
“You got a good aim little miss. What can I get for ya?” 
“The Iron man please.” You hear Jason scoff from his place behind you, “ Oh, is someone a little salty he lost the bet?”
“Whatever princess, it was pure luck.”
“Luck? or years of training with an expert marksman?” You say referring to the times you trained with Clint.
“Whatever.” He says rolling his eyes.
“Aw come on Jay bird, don’t be so salty.” You coo, “ Here, something to remember me by.” You hand him the Iron man with a smirk.  He takes it with a sigh, trying to hide the smile forming on his face. 
“Yeah yeah, come on let's go play that booth with the balloons.” He takes your hand, dragging you to the booth. 
It turns out to be a game with water guns. You both race to make the balloon pop. Jason wins at this game 
“Ha” He says turning to you with a smirk. “ Aw, come on Princess, don’t be so salty.” He turns to attendant “ yeah can i have the Red Hood, thanks” 
He hands you the Red Hood doll, “ Here, something to remember me by” 
You roll your eyes, “ Don’t you use my words against me.” You take the doll, looking it over, “ Hey, why the Red Hood?”
Jason freezes, as you caught him in a lie or something. “Uhh, cause...he’s from Gotham, and so am I...” 
You squint at him, finding his response weird, “Um, okay?” 
He looks relieved with your acceptance. Weird. 
He takes your hand again and you both walk around, catching up on stuff you’ve missed in the months you haven't seen each other. While you were talking, you could’ve sworn you saw a flash of light from the corner of your eye. 
Oh well.
“Hey guys, over here.” 
You both turn to see Ned and Peter. 
“Hey, where’s Mj?” You ask as the two boys walk up to you and Jason.
“She had to leave, her dad picked her up a few minutes ago.” Ned replied, “We were coming to look for you guys.”
“Oh, are you ready to go?” You asked, “ Is anyone picking you up Ned?” 
“Nah I’m spending the night at Peters, we’re gonna watch Star Wars.” He says excitedly. 
Jason snorts, and you elbow him in the stomach, “ I happen to like Star Wars very much. And even if I didn’t, don’t be a dick to my friends.” 
“Sorry man, you just reminded me of my...brother, Tim. Sounds like something he’d like.” Jason says apologetically. 
“I’m friends with Y/n Stark..” Ned whispered.
Peter was quiet, he hasn’t said a word since he saw you and Jason laughing together. His mood worsened when he saw your intertwined hands. 
“So, you’re feeling better.” Peter states, avoiding your eyes. 
“Um, yeah...guess I just needed some food in me.” You mutter. An awkward silence coming over the group. 
“Hey are we going to ride the subway? It sucks going on there at night.” Ned says breaking the silence. 
“Is it? I know I hated walking around at night back home.” Jason says with a frown.
“Yeah man, my mom had to work late one night and she said she saw two homeless people getting it on.”
The four of you cringe at the thought.
“I’ll call Happy” You say pulling out your phone. You walk away, letting go of Jason's hand.
The three boys are left alone, not exactly knowing what to say to each other.
“So...how do you know Y/n?” Ned asks
“Oh uh” Jason goes to say how he knows you when he stops, he noticed how Peter’s mood seemed to worsen when he saw him with you. 
“Me and Y/n ditch galas together.” He says, “ We sneak into my room and...play games.” 
Peters face darkens, “Play games?” 
“Yeah, you know”
“No. I don’t.” 
“Interesting..” Jason thinks to himself 
“Like poker and shit”He replies, “ She’s shit at it, but i like seeing her get all happy when she wins so I let her.”
Peter smiles, knowing how happy you get when you win at games. Then frowns, knowing that Jason has seen you the same way he has. 
“Hey, whos that?” Ned asks, “ He’s been looking at Y/N for a while now.” 
Peter and Jason whip their head towards where Ned was pointing. Low and behold, there was a guy staring at you. You, too busy on your call with Happy, weren’t paying attention to your surroundings. 
The guy looked like a creep. His eyes roaming your body as if you were a piece of meat. It was disgusting.  But before Peter could do anything, Jason was already striding towards you. 
Now, Peter was strong, but he wasn’t too intimidating out of his suit. But jason? Jason was massive, even for an eighteen year old. He was tall, very well built, and just had this dark aura around him. 
Peter didn’t like him. 
Meanwhile, you were chatting to Happy about the where you were, apologizing for calling him so last minutes. 
“Thanks so much Happy, I’ll see you right now.” 
“Yeah yeah.” He hangs up. You chuckle putting your phone back into your purse. Looking up you see Jason striding towards you. 
“Hey i just-” He cuts you off, harshly slamming his arm above your head and leaning in close. 
“Theres a man staring at you.” He whispers, “ Right over there.” 
You follow his gaze, seeing the man who has a frightened expression. Jason was sending a death glare his way that could have frightened Batman himself. The man scurries off without a second glance.
Jason gently thumps you on the back of your head, “See what happens when you stand there like a space cadet.”
‘Oh..I was?”
Peter and Ned walk up to the two of you
“Y/n, you have to be more aware when you’re by yourself.” Peter scolds. 
“He’s right, or its going to be your own damn fault when someone kidnaps you.”
“Oh right.” You say standing up straight and alert. Jason rolls his eyes.
“We said when you’re alone.” “Right.” you say still alert.
“You don’t have to worry about it when you’re with me, you can space out whenever you want.”
“Oh? You gonna protect me Jay-bird?” 
Jason just smiles, not responding as he looks away from your face. 
“So, is Happy coming or what?” Peter asks rudely, taking you by surprise. He’s never talked to you like that before. 
“Um..yeah he’s on his way.” You respond, “ He should be here in a few minutes.”
Peter nods. Yet another uncomfortable silence falls on the group. 
You start walking to the entrance, and without a word the boys follow you. 
You don’t get it, first Peter ignores you all day and now he’s mad at you? What the hell is he playing at? 
“So I’m assuming you’re staying at the Tower?” You ask Jason, “ Your dad would be blowing up your phone if you weren’t.”
“I turned it off” Jason says with a smirk, “ I’m sure they’ll be alright.”
You laugh at his antics, knowing that he’s gonna get an earful when he gets back. Then. from the corner of your eye, you see Peter roll his eyes and glare at Jason.  Ugh, what a weird day.
Finally Happy, shows up. You pile into the car, a tight fit with all four of you, but you make it work. 
The tension in the car is so thick you can cut it with a knife. Happy doesn’t even make any comments, he just drives to Peter’s house to drop him and Ned off. As soon as he gets there, he jumps off the car as if something bit him. Going into the building without a goodbye. Ned just awkwardly smiles and says bye, then follows Peter into the apartment. 
“Okay...That was weird.” Happy says, “What happened? Usually the kid won’t shut up.”
“I have no idea. He’s just being a dick I guess.” You respond sourly. Looking out the window, signaling that you were done with the conversation. 
You finally get home, exhausted physically and emotionally. As you ride the elevator, you think about today's events. So much has happened today it makes your head spin. You were,’t even paying attention when you got to your floor, Jason having to nudge you to get you to move.
“Jason.”, you hear a deep voice rumble. You look up at the sound and giggle
“Looks like you’re in trouble Jay-bird.” “Shut up, please.” 
You laugh again, “It’s lovely to see you again Mr. Wayne, are you staying at the Tower tonight?”
“Hello Y/n” Bruce says, “ It seems so, seeing as my son has been missing all day and we’ve missed our check in time.” He glares at Jason. 
“Aw come on Bruce, we’ll all have a sleepover, bread each other’s hair and tell secrets” You dad says coming out of nowhere. He pecks the top of your head. 
“Hey kid, how was it?” 
“Ugh, don’t even get me started” You say rolling your eyes, “ How was the meeting?” 
“Ugh don’t even get me started.” Then he turned to Jason, “ Hey, didn’t know you were a fan.” 
You laugh, knowing he’s referring to the plush you won for him. “Where’s the rest of the boys?” 
“Damian fell asleep and Tim is in your fathers lab tinkering.” Bruce responds, “ I was about to head to bed.” 
“Oh me too, I’ve had quite the day.” You hug your dad, “ Night pops.” 
Then you turn to Jason, “ I had fun today Jay, thanks. Good night Mr. Wayne.” 
And with that, you walk off to your room, desperate to shower and sleep this day away. 
“So, care to explain why your phone was shut off?” 
Yikes, poor Jason.
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grisha-avenger · 3 years
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Okay, but like imagine the Avengers in a van going on a road trip. It would be so chaotic.
Steve would probably be driving because everyone else is to young, can't or doesn't want too. But he's okay with it, he finds it calming.
Bruce on the other hand would be stressing out in the seat behind him, because he'd be the navigator. He'd rather just use the GPS instead of a map but Steve insisted that he use the map instead. So every so often he'd double check with Steve that he was still on the right road and he'd always tell Steve to turn either way to early or way to late which made him stress out even more.
Tony would be in the passenger seat beside Steve just chilling with his sunglasses on. He wouldn't let anyone else touch the aux cord but everyone didn't mind because Tony has great taste. He'd make Steve stop to get everyone burgers at least twice (which would make Bruce stressed because he'd have to figure out how to get back on the right route)
Nat would be sitting in the middle of the back row. She likes to be able to see where she is going all while making sure Bruce stays calm enough so they don't all get squished by the Hulk. She'd enjoy the ride, chat with Clint and occasionally tap her feet to the music. She'd try to lean forward to change the song a couple times but Tony would always smack her hand away.
Now Clint would be beside her, staring out at the window mostly but he would talk with Nat while doing so. He wanted to take in the sights, but he also would miss his kids and text them every hour, making sure they were doing ok. He would also try to change the song a couple times but end up in the same position as Nat.
Behind Clint in the last row, Thor would be smushed in the back. Legs bent because he would have no room at all, but it wouldn't seem to bother him. He'd tell everyone stories about Asgard and places he'd been but nobody would really be listening other than Peter with an excited puppy dog look in his eyes.
Peter would be stuck in the middle in the back but he was so excited to be on a road trip with everyone. Everytime they'd go through a town it would seem like he would always know a fun fact about it. He would tell facts and stories about where they where going and where they had been the whole trip.
Beside him in the back left would be Bucky. Steve forced him to come even though he didn't want to. He'd be slumped in his seat and his sunglasses would be on, he'd wear the type where you couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not and he'd have a black hat on to cover his face. He'd have his headphones on listening to music on a very old mp3 player. He'd listen to mostly 40's music and maybe a little bit of Marvin Gaye (Thanks Sam).
Speaking of Sam, where do I think he'd be in all of this? I think he's already there because he's who they are going to visit, they just decided to make a road trip out of it.
Every so often they'd get into an argument, Steve would miss his turn, Bruce would complain that Steve couldn't hear him over Tony's music and Tony would snap back with "Maybe if you didn't mumble all the time we'd all hear you more." Which would make Bruce angry and Nat would have to calm him down while sternly telling Tony that his music was in fact, too loud. But Peter would but in and say that he liked it, Clint would tell him to "stay out of it kid". Thor would be completely lost but didn't want to tell anyone that he didn't even know what was going on, so he just sat and watched. Bucky wouldn't even notice that this was happening.
Eventually when they arrive at Sam's house, it would take them a while to all get out if the van. Steve would greet his buddy and Tony would admire his house. Bruce would disappear for a couple minutes to calm down, but he'd come back and say hi to Sam and apologize to everyone for being a little on edge. Nat would tell Sam everything that happened and how he had missed all the fun in her usual sarcastic tone. Clint would walk off to call his kids to make sure that they were ok and come to the realization that they where fine and they didn't need him to look after them. So he would join the group and barely message his kids. Thor would greet Sam with a hug and nobody corrected him when he said "Sam! Son of wil!" because they all found it hilarious. Peter would hop out and take pictures of everything on his camera, making sure to document the Avengers first road trip. Bucky would finally realise where they were going (He zoned out when Steve told him about the trip), he'd hug Sam and ask him to save him from these crazy people which would make Sam chuckle.
They'd all stay for a week or so, getting to know Sam's family and having fun on his boat before heading back. Sam would tag along this time but would fly over top with his wings so he didn't have to witness the craziness in the van.
At the end of the trip, they'd all go their separate ways vowing to never, EVER, go on a long road trip together again. Well, that would be until Peter invites them all to his school decathlon in DC.
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nincompoopydoo · 3 years
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PAIRING, BAGELS, REPEAT
— I’VE SEEN FIRE, I’VE SEEN RAIN ; PART 2 / ?
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PAIRING: Bruce Wayne x reader
WORD COUNT: 1909
SUMMARY: Being laid off isn’t very fun but Bruce tends to find himself even more entangled in your life, including his alter ego—Batman.
A/N: I’m loving this series and if you are, feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading my crappy stuff aka my daydreams <3
WARNINGS: Guns! Death threats! Crying! A mental breakdown!
MASTERLIST ; MASTERPOST
James Taylor’s Fire and Rain plays like a funeral hymn on the record player, echoing through your studio apartment. You’re sitting on the ground, back against the ratty couch with a pizza box on your lap. You take a bite of a BBQ Chicken pizza slice, furiously wiping your tears away as you replayed the events from six hours ago. From being called to the principal's office to only be told that you’re one of the non-tenured teachers to be laid off due to cutbacks. Gotham High was...a tough school. The students were mean to you because well, you're young and always gave them the benefit of the doubt. Plus, you taught English Literature and frankly, your students didn’t exactly enjoy the subject as much as you wanted them to. Nevertheless, you’re devastated. Teaching was a dream of yours, and it’s being taken away from you. You cried all the way back home, tried to call your mother but it kept going to voicemail. You must have called someone else, but you don’t remember and couldn’t care less to check your phone—the whole day went by like a blur.
Then, there’s a sound. An insistent buzz, it’s the doorbell. You furrow your brows, not recalling ordering anything else other than the large pizza from Domino’s. Yet, it doesn’t cease, and you’re forced to bring yourself to stand on your feet, instinctively flattening your tousled hair to make yourself seem somewhat presentable. Like, you’re doing fine and you have everything completely under control. Maybe, you did call your mother, and she’s at the door. You’re hoping she is although she’s going to kill you for the mess.
Another buzz and you’re toddling across the wooden flooring and towards the doorway. It’s starting to become infuriating by the second, like a house fly don’t won’t stop bugging you. Considering the mood you’re in, it doesn’t take much to tick you off. Swinging the door open, you expected to see the radiant face of your mother but to your surprise, it’s not.
It’s Bruce.
Shit.
You haven’t seen him in two weeks.
You nearly choke at the sight of him in a slightly crumpled oxford blue dress shirt, sleeves rolled up, hair as much of a mess as yours and tired eyes staring down at you with concern. You note how Bruce is very charming, no matter how disarrayed he is. Meanwhile, you’re realizing the current state must be a little startling. Your eyes are probably bloodshot, hair still in a tangled mess and glaring tomato stains everywhere on your GCU t-shirt. This is such a low point for you.
“Bruce,” you say, voice raising an octave with wide eyes as you stare at him like he’s grown another head, “What are you doing here?” His frown is immediate, seemingly confused by your question. “You called me.” He gestures to his phone within his grasp. “It sounded bad even though I couldn’t make out what you were saying half of the time,” He chuckles and holds up a familiar looking paper bag “So, I got you bagels. Three of them. Thought you could use some of these.”
It takes a second or two for you to finally process what he just told you before your emotionally wrecked brain decides to do the most irrational thing ever—You just start sobbing. You’re crying so hard that it terrifies Bruce. He blinks, thoughts racing. The sight of you in complete misery strikes him like a punch to his gut and for the first time, he doesn’t know what to do. Not immediately. Yet, through glassy eyes, you manage to notice the way his face dropped and morphed into pure horror. Justification is key, you don’t want to weird him out and think you’re crazy. You wave your hand in the air dismissively, rubbing your eyes as you spoke between strangled sobs. “I’m sorry, it’s been a tough day and that’s the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me all week.”
Oh.
Your words are a tug to the heartstrings, and it sends his head reeling but relief was all that overwhelmed him. Bruce would never wish to see you hurt, especially when it’s caused by him. Actions of affection were primarily reserved for those closest to him, but he never experienced the urge to be intimate and care so much for a person ever since his parents died. Yet, out of everyone, you’re the one that brings out the most in him. Moving closer to you, he reaches and pulls you in a hesitant embrace. You stiffened at the mere touch of his arms around you, unsure of what to do with yourself.
Sure, you had a fair share of intimate moments with the man but this, this was different. You couldn’t shake the thought of how something so warm felt so right, smelt right. Despite the fact you had been trying to suppress your feelings for Bruce, and this was doing the exact opposite of that, you can’t help but feel this was what you needed at the moment. So, you let your body sag, muscles becoming loose and you let yourself truly cry for the first time.
You end up inviting him in later, when your tears are dry. You eat two of the bagels, sharing the last one with him. You called a peace offering, a gift of appreciation, for the whole emotional massacre you unexpectedly shoved at him. He simply laughs, eyes crinkling with fondness. He thinks you’re beautiful, especially when your hair is wild, laughing like you don’t have a care in the world. It’s what keeps him grounded, to know you’re raw and very real. The next thing you know, you end up shuffling cards of UNO until the wee hours of the morning—exchanging knowing smiles and Bruce trying to pick a Wild Draw card from the deck to get you to lose. But, he lets you win anyway.
He slept on your couch that night, still in his dress shirt. You must've peeked a glance at his sleeping form, squeezed onto the couch that’s clearly too small for him. Cute. You snap a picture before heading to bed. For blackmail purposes, of course.
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You end up working a night shift at a burger joint called Big Belly Burger somewhere in midtown. Your first week comes and goes, and you’re starting to hate how your uniform itches and how the restaurant can get really filthy by the end of the day. Yet, it’s the kids from Cameron Kane High that come after school that keeps you going because it makes you miss being a teacher even though they tend to leave a mess after a meal.
Thursday comes and you’re exhausted. Even so, you’re thankful it’s a slow night. You’ve done all your cleaning duties earlier on and Lucie, the manager went out to buy a pack of cigarettes from the convenience store around the corner. Hence, it’s just you, slumped against the counter, devouring a Triple Belly Burger.
You’re half way through the burger when you hear the door swing open. Expecting to see Lucie, you turned around to see two men brandishing handguns your way. “Everything from the register, now!” The taller masked man shouted, gun gesturing to the cash register. Your eyes are wide, and you can feel your chest heaving. There was no way you’ll be able to fight them. Not two of them with guns pointed at you.
The burger drops from your hand and so does your heart. With trembling hands, you slide the drawer of the cash register open and begin pulling out dollar notes. From the corner of your eye, you spot your phone on the counter, close enough for you to make an emergency call. Your eyes scan the two men wearily and with every ounce of courage you had left, you managed to unlock your phone, pulled up the messaging app and texted the first name on the list: Bruce Wayne.
help, was all you managed to say.
To say your luck ran out was an understatement; you were never lucky anyway. One of the robbers must have caught on to what you were doing and just as the call goes through, he snatches your phone away, throws it onto the ground and shoots it.
So close, yet so far.
You don't know if the message got through.
The muzzle is now inches away from your forehead, and you hear the cock of the gun. “Don’t you dare pull somethin’ funny like or I’ll blow your brains out. Give us the money, now.” It was in that moment, your tears give way and your life flashes before your eyes. You pray for a miracle, a savior.
Then, you see him.
A looming figure appears by the doorway and your breath hitches. It’s Batman, looking like a Goddamn angel. The robbers seem to realize this too, guns quickly directed towards the vigilante. He launches batarangs to the pair of men and immediately disarms them. In a flash, he knocks them out, unconscious bodies dropping to the ground like dead flies.
You stare at him in awe although he’s very frightening and intimidating but Batman...just saved you. Now, this is a story you’re going to be telling everybody until the day you die. He approaches you with caution, and you instinctively take a step back. Then, he calls you by your name like it’s second nature. You stare at him with blank amazement, brows raised.
“You know my name?” Your voice dwindled; It’s so soft and timid you hardly hear yourself. Despite the mask, the vigilante looks like his brain just short-circuited for a moment. He clears his throat.
“...Bruce has mentioned you.”
You ignore how his synthetic voice makes every hair on the back of your neck stand and the familiarity that struck for a split second when he said your name because you’re too wrapped up with the fact that Bruce has discussed about you to his other ‘best friend’ as one might call it. Brooding over this lump of a thought, the corner of your mouth twitches. “He did?” you say with a hint of affection. It’s hard to read the man under the mask, whoever he was but you’re certain he looked taken aback by your response. Maybe, it was the way you delivered it—the longing in the very core of the expression. You may have outed your feelings for Bruce to...Batman.
This doesn’t get any stranger than that.
“Yes,” he replies curtly, and you hear the police sirens afar. “Are you hurt?” Like the true caretaker of Gotham, he wants to be sure you haven’t been injured. You shake your head, lips pressed together. The whaling of the police sirens grow louder, lights of red and blue flashing before your eyes. He appears like a shadow against the glaring lights from the police cruisers and before you can blink, he flees with a muttered ‘Goodnight’ and disappears before the police come flooding in and does Lucie. The poor woman looked at with frantic eyes as soon as she glimpsed the two men on the ground, groaning in pain.
The glint of the batarang on the floor captures your attention, you smile at this.
You may or may not have taken it back to your apartment that currently sits proudly on the bookshelf in your living room.
You’re so telling Bruce.
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echoalyssa · 3 years
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Hey, sorry to bother you but I was wondering if I could make a request for Jaden Hossler or Chase Hudson where he cheats on the reader cause he thinks him she is cheating on him when she's actually planning a surprise b-day party or something like that...
I’m SO sorry about the wait, though this was an amazing request and I had so much fun writing this, though it is a tad sad lol. I chose Chase solely because I kinda have a soft spot for him and love him just a tad more than Jaden. Though if you ever want to submit another one for Jaden or have me re-write this one but with Jaden or a slightly different plot PLEASE let me know.
There is language and some slightly explicit mentions so beware! Nothing graphic though.
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Chase’s POV
She’d been gone a lot in the past week, giving him stupid excuses as to why she was. She’d stopped answering her phone and had started sending his calls to voicemail. It was like they weren’t even dating. She’d call him late at night, or during the strangest hours and he had no clue why. She had also turned off her location so he couldn’t see it and when he had asked her she claimed she hadn’t done anything, though he had checked with her best friend and found out that she could still see it.
Chase had tried bringing it up to his girlfriend, but she’d come up with excuses about why she couldn’t talk. She’d always have something else to do instead of hanging out with him. And she used to be at his house every single day.
He’d had hope that it was just a misunderstanding, at least until he saw the snapchat posted by her best male friend, the two of them together, her whispering in his ear. And that had sealed the deal for him. He just knew. She was cheating on him. It was the only reasonable explanation.
He thought he trusted her, at least before this. And now, he most definitely didn’t. She’d given him a reason not to... right?
Y/N’s POV
You’re knee deep in the planning for your boyfriends 19th birthday. Everything needed to be perfect. He’d given you so much, made you happy again, and had done everything to keep you happy. He gave you his all and you gave him everything that you could in return.
Besides just the regular planning, you wanted to get all of his far away friends and family to him. Which meant coordinating flights and accommodating times for people.
Then, you wanted to get him his dream snake. You’d found the perfect breeder. Reliable with a good reputation and animals that were kept in good conditions. The snake was beautiful, you’d hand picked the snake. Knowing exactly what color, size, and gender that Chase was hoping for.
He hadn’t gotten his hands on one because of just how expensive they were. Retailing for more than he could comfortable spend in one setting. Plus he hadn’t been able to find a breeder. You only had because of just how much research, time and effort you had put into this.
You’d had to withdraw from your boyfriend, for the mere fact that you were bad at keeping secrets and it wouldn’t be a surprise if he KNEW about it. You’d even turned your location off because if he checked, the secret would be blown. And of course you missed him terribly but you’d get to be back to spending every single day at his house as soon as you got this all figured out.
Every time you turned around, something would go wrong that you’d then have to fix.
The party was tomorrow, and you couldn’t wait to pick up your boyfriend and surprise him.
Chase’s POV
He knew exactly where to go. The girl that had always given him too much attention, the girl that he knows Y/N despised. He’d always blown her off, made it clear that he wasn’t available or interested but now, now he could go to her.
He strategically posts on his story about being at his favorite burger joint. And barely minutes later, her snap comes in. She asks if she can hang with him. Normally Chase would ignore the message and show Y/N so they could both roll their eyes together.
But this time.. he says yes and sends her the exact location.
And, she shows up. She’s in a top thats way too revealing, and she immediately clings to him, dragging her disgusting fingertips through her hair in a way that feels nothing like hers. He grimaces, but when she leans in to kiss him... he lets her. And of course she gets the entire thing on camera. He knows that it’ll be all over the internet ridiculously soon and that his girlfriend would see it soon. Which is exactly what he wanted. To throw her the way that she did him.
Y/N’s POV
It’s her best friend that brings it to her attention, a somber look on his face. He holds his phone out to her and she knows exactly what shes seeing but at the same time she doesn’t know. It’s her boyfriend... but its not her. He’s... not kissing her. It’s the girl that he’d always trashtalked and shut down. The one that he was always telling her not to worry about.
You hear the broken noise that leaves you, and then a feeling of anger washes over you. Here you are, putting your all into something for Chase and he dares disrespect you this way? All the years the two of you had together thrown away for... for what exactly? Her? The shallow girl who wanted fame and wanted to spread her legs for him. What did he even see in her?
In an instant you’ve reached over, grabbed your best friend and pulled him into you. Your lips touch his and you kiss him roughy, sliding your hand up his shirt. You need to exact revenge upon your boy- well, you suppose that after this he isn’t your boyfriend anymore. Your best friend is tense as your other hand reaches for his belt and you pull.
And then in an instant he’s yanking away from you, wiping furiously at his lips.
“Y/N, you’re hurting. I know you dont mean this.” And then he moves back next to you, wrapping his arms around you. You collapse into him sobbing.
“C-cancel all of-of it. It’s o-over.”
He nods and rubs your back sympathetically.
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You’re standing at Chase’s door, trying to hold in the tears. You’ve bribed yourself by putting on makeup, as a way to keep you from losing it and beginning to ball in front of him. He needed to see you strong. Next to you are the trash bags full of the stuff that he had left at your house. As well as clothes that he’d given you and you had taken from him, and all the gifts from over the years.
You had planned to just leave it at his door and run, but some small part of you needed closure. You needed to know WHY. Why he would through years away for this random girl. And just how long had it been going on between the two of them?
With a shaky hand, you press the doorbell. It rings with a loud clang. Seconds later, the door opens revealing a very ragged looking Chase Hudson. His eyes go wide when he sees you and then they go cold.
“What the hell do you want?” He spits at you.
Immediately your voice rises in pitch. “Excuse you!? How DARE you talk to me that way after all that you’ve done.”
“Are you kidding me? What about what you’ve done?!”
“What have I done Chase? PLEASE tell me what I’ve done so badly to make you throw away our entire relationship!”
“You cheated on me!” He yells, at a volume that the entire neighborhood can probably hear.
“Only AFTER you cheated on me!” You scream back.
“Don’t play dumb with me Y/N, you know you did. That entire week, distant, you were acting suspicious because you were cheating on me!”
“I was planning a surprise birthday party asshole!”
“Y-you-“ he stutters.
“YES! Yes I was Chase. Setting up flights for your family, tracking down your snake, monitoring every detail, for you. And then YOU cheated on ME. I only kissed him after he showed me the picture.”
Chase stutters and you gesture at the bags on the ground.
“That’s your stuff. We’re over. Screw you Chase.” And you whip around, striding down the steps and holding your breath in an attempt to keep the tears at bay.
“Wait!” He calls, but youre at your car now and you dont want to have to listen to anything he has to say.
You fling your car door open, jumping inside and starting the engine. You release the parking brake and speed out of his driveway, in the process you hit one of his garbage cans and it goes flying but quite honestly you could care less.
You speed away from his house, away from the boy you loved. For what very well could be the last time.
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plus-size-reader · 3 years
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Out of His Mind
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Henry Bowers x Plus size!reader
Word Count: 1669 words
Warnings: language?
Summary: Henry has a crush. 
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It should have come as no surprise to anyone that you were the way you were.
After all, living with Patrick your whole life meant that you figured it out or he would have probably smothered you with a pillow by now. It was no secret that Patrick was standoffish and violent, everyone in all of Derry knew that.
What they didn’t know was that he, in no way, rivalled your hatred of the entirety of the human race.
The two of you were clearly related through that alone, though that was about as far as the similarity went.
Where Patrick was a textbook psychopath, deriving joy from any form of suffering, you didn’t seem to find it in anything. You were just angry all the time.
As best he could tell, you always had a disgusted grimace on your beautiful face, keeping to yourself whenever possible, unless you had some venom to spit in Henry’s direction.
...And for whatever reason, you had him all twisted up inside.
It didn’t make any sense, seeing as Henry had never felt that way about anyone but whenever he was around you, he felt ill, in the best way.
It was like a spell had been cast on him, and it made him even more dumb than before. The worst part of all though, was that you somehow remained absolutely blind to it.
That, or you didn’t care.
For the longest time, he was sure that you hated him and maybe you still did. In any case, nothing could keep his stomach from doing cartwheels whenever you were together.
Together being a term used lightly.
Really, you only ever spent time with the ‘Bowers gang’ when you absolutely had to but that was more than enough for Henry to be sure.
There was just something about you.
...And he was determined to figure out what it was.
Today, Patrick offered to have the guys come over after school, suggesting they fuck around at the quarry for a while before hitting the town. Your parents weren’t going to be home, after all, so they agreed.
Which meant that as soon as Henry and the others entered your house, you knew about it. No one else had a key to the side door of the garage.
“What are you losers doing here?” you groaned, rolling your eyes from where you were sitting on the couch, watching bored as Belch chucked something at Vic, narrowly missing his head.
It brought a small smile to your face, which you were quick to force back down. Perhaps if it had actually met its target, you would have laughed.
Luckily, Belch’s aim was about as good as his grade in chemistry. “We thought we’d come spend time with you. s’that okay?” Henry started, noticing the way your eyes lingered on his for only a moment before you looked away.
You didn’t even bother to answer him, though you didn’t have much of a chance anyway before Patrick swung around the corner and lobed a coke can at your head.
“We’re going to the quarry, you wanna come or is that stick lodged too far up your ass?” he cackled, not even seeming to care one bit that the can could have burst all over the place.
Though, to be fair, you cared about as much when you tossed it right back at him, hitting the wall just behind him.
“You’re a fucker, Pat!” you growled, that mischievous glint in your eyes making it hard to tell if you were really upset with him or not.
It wasn’t until you stood from where you’d been sitting that it registered to Henry that you could potentially be coming with them. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but for some reason, it made his palms sweat.
You hadn’t come with them to the quarry for quite some time, and the five of you weren’t kids anymore.
“Let’s go. I’ll leave all your asses here” you barked, having apparently decided you’d be going before heading out the door, not bothering to wait for any of them.
Without missing a beat, all four boys followed, leaving Henry to bring up the back, his hands feverishly wiping at his jeans.
He tried to convince himself that this wasn’t going to be that big of a deal, and that there was no reason he should be nervous, but that wasn’t doing him much good.
Really, the more he tried to stop thinking about you, the more his mind snapped right back to you, sitting in the backseat.
Henry was trying his best to be casual in his admiration, watching in the right side mirror as you fiddled mindlessly with the fraying knees of Vic’s jean but if he wasn’t careful, he was going to get caught.
Honestly, Belch had already taken note of the way Henry studied you but chose to keep it to himself.
Pointing out something like that would not only subject him to Henry’s anger, but also yours and Patricks and that wasn’t something he was willing to deal with right now.
So, he turned up the music on the radio and kept driving down the road until he pulled up to the private confines of the woods around the quarry.
“Did you bring a bathing suit Squirt, or what?” Patrick asked, much too late to have actually been of help to anyone, going so far as to use that terrible nickname.
If looks could kill, he would have been dead already.
“No, I’m not stripping down in front of your pervy friends dipshit” you huffed, shooting Belch a wink from where he was looking at you from the rearview.
It was all in good fun of course, but mostly, it was just payback for Patrick being Patrick.
“Yeah right, like any of these guys would wanna touch you with a ten foot pole” your brother jabbed, your full on sibling bickering filling the backseat in a matter of minutes.
Really, it was just a number of thinly veiled threats and insulting one another's mother even though she was the same woman. Neither of you cared for technicalities.
Patrick was a bitch and you only wanted to make sure he knew that about himself.
~
That was all that happened from the time Belch parked the trans am to the time when Patrick and the others were all diving off that cliff into the water below.
You chose to remain perched on a rock, letting what little sun you could tolerate to bathe your skin. It wasn’t until you heard a twig snap behind you that you perked up, taking notice to the fact that someone was clearly out here. As best you knew, the guys were still in the lake.
Still, you wouldn’t have put it past your shithead brother to try and toss you over the side while you were too relaxed to notice.
Though, when you actually turned around, it wasn’t Patrick standing where the sound had come from. It was Henry.
“What are you doing? Sneaking around like a creeper” you asked, rolling your eyes before leaning back down against the rocks. You would never admit it, but you were most comfortable around Henry.
He was a no shit kind of guy, which you could respect, but he wasn’t downright vile like your hellspawn sibling was. He was a good middle ground and you could respect that.
Not that you wanted him watching you from the woods in any case.
“I wanted to ask you something,” Henry started, watching you crack one eye open slightly to look at him, silently prompting him to continue.
You had never had patience for idle small talk. If he had something to say, he could do so without wasting precious seconds of your life.
“Without the other guys” he clarified, briefly waiting for you to point out that it was a given before punching him so hard in the bicep with those rings you wore that he’d have to leave.
...But that never came.
You just sat there, bathing in the sun like a cold blooded predator, waiting for him to get on with it.
Henry had to swallow thickly before speaking, taking in how peaceful and gentle you looked when you were relaxed. He assumed it was a Hockstetter thing, because Pat damn near slept like a baby.
The whole lot of you were sneaky bastards though, so he didn’t trust it for a second.
“You wanna see a movie sometime? Or get a burger? Just us” he asked, earning a snort from you immediately though you stopped laughing as soon as you saw him.
The sight you opened your eyes to was almost alarming.
Henry, shit-talking, knife slinging Henry Bowers, looked like a scared little puppy. You had never seen him anxious or worried before but even you didn’t have it in your heart to tease him.
He was being serious.
“Like a date?” you clarified, genuinely confused for a second. Why would Henry want to go out with you? By all accounts, you were personality deficient, and that was a badge of honor you wore proudly.
...But no one in their right mind would sign up for that willingly.
Maybe that was the whole point though, maybe that was what it was about Henry that you found so strangely endearing. He was out of his damn mind.
When he nodded, you made up your mind.
He was absolutely deranged, fully crazy, but you were just about the same. “Sure, I’ll let you buy me a milkshake some time” you shrugged, closing your eyes again as your way of shooing him away.
You both knew that if he didn’t get back to his friends, they’d come looking for him and whatever he had going on, that wasn’t a good look.
Not that he cared right now.
Henry got the date, and you didn’t even spit on him when he asked. By all accounts, that was a success in his mind.
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Updated the iceberg with some suggestions + more stuff i came across during research~ Might be doing a video to go along with it, cause it'd be fun (i have been capturing footage, so it'll likely end up happening :3 )
Explanations for each thing can be found below:
-Level 1-
The TV show - Some people’s first exposure to the franchise was the TV show, made to go alongside the games as a sort of advertisement. It was made by 4Kids and had a total of 2 seasons, starring the 4 main characters: Hudson Horstachio, Franklin Fizzlybear, Paulie Pretztail and Fergy Fudgehog.
Rare games easter eggs - There are plenty of easter eggs to other Rare games throughout Viva Piñata, the easiest ones to note are the broken arcade cabinets found in the first game as well as the various nods to Banjo Kazooie - such as the Bird and Bear statue, Mumbo statue, Breegull backpack and Bottle’s Glasses.
Stardos is Dastardos - The game never tells you this directly, but it’s an easy and obvious conclusion to make.
Twingersnaps and Fourheads - Without using a guide or looking it up you may actually be baffled on how to acquire these piñatas in game. There is no obvious hint in game to tell you to hit the Syrupent egg before it hatches on the third bounce, which means you either have to figure it out through experimentation or by looking it up.
Leafos False Rumors - Leafos is meant to give you good advice to help you out while you play the game if you talk to her, however not all information she gives is true. Some rumors include putting a Badgesicle in water will turn it into a Sweetooth, feeding a Doenut to a Pretztail turns it into a Mallowolf and so on. None of these actually work.
Piñatas aren’t permanently broken - When a piñata is broken it is magically repaired, at least when on Piñata island, reforming at the edge of a garden when broken at one. It is stated that piñatas are repaired after having been sent to parties, which would potentially mean that piñatas only magically repair themselves when on the island.
-Level 2-
The PC Port - Not very well advertised, there was a PC port released for the first Viva Piñata game. There are a couple of differences between the port and the original Xbox 360 release, which are touched upon later.
Piñatas are genderless - Technically no piñata is given a gender in game, all piñatas function the same. While in the show gendered piñatas are present it could potentially be that piñatas are naturally genderless and then if they are sapient can choose genders which fit their identity.
Burger king toys - A bundle of burger king exclusive plastic toys of piñatas were made and sold alongside the children's meals, some of the piñatas were Elephanilla, Sparrowmint, Goobaa and so forth. These toys are nowadays rare and sought after by people who collect the very small amount of official Viva Piñata merch that exists.
Wildcards - Wildcard piñatas are unique piñatas that have a feature which makes it stand out next to others of its species. There are a total of 3 variants of wildcards per piñata, some being exclusively gained through trading piñatas online. In the original game wildcards were extremely rare and there was only one variant, while they were made easier to acquire in TiP.
Both the games and show are canon - Just what it says, according to the creators both the games and show are canon to Viva Piñata lore. This makes for some strange implications, but that's for later.
TiP Fence Glitch / Exploit - A sort of well known glitch often used while playing Viva Piñata Trouble in Paradise. Fences normally do not stop Ruffians and Professor Pester from entering your garden, as they simply destroy them when they’re in the way. However, if arranged in a specific pattern in the area next to the volcano they enter from, the fence will make them permanently stuck. They will be stopped at the very edge of the garden at the fence, unable to properly enter or do anything. This can occur unintentionally as well in both the original game and TiP, as sometimes Ruffians and Professor Pester get stuck on seemingly random things and become unable to do anything.
Domesticated piñatas becoming un-domesticated - A strange difference between the original game and TiP is the fact that you can no longer buy domesticated piñatas from the Paper Pet’s store. Instead of being purchased they simply appear in the wild like any other wild piñata, whether this implies that these piñatas are no longer considered domesticated or is just a game design choice is unclear.
Jardinero and his family - In game a big part of the npc cast are Jardinero and his children, Leafos, Seedos, Storkos and Dastardos. They all play important roles in terms of the game mechanics, but also have their own stories which can be read about in the journal. The journal also mentions the character Mother, which is Jardineros wife and mother of their children. She is a seafaring adventurer that occasionally came to visit Piñata Island to see her husband and kids.
-Level 3-
Dastardos ghost theory - Because of Dastardos more ghostly abilities, such as floating around, being able to go through objects and not being recognized by his family, it is theorized he may either be undead or a ghost. The entry for the Dastardos shovelhead also implies this, calling him “untouchable” and only thanks to lining up to his frequency can the shovel hit him. This theory kind of makes the fact that Professor Pester being responsible for this even more messed up.
Extended / full version of Horstachio commercial - One of the more famous pieces of commercials to advertise the first game was the one featuring Hudson Horstachio, about to be broken by a couple of kids, that he offers a bunch of outlandish things to to convince them to let him down. There are apparently some different versions of the commercial which feature different things being offered, with a full uncut version that has all the offers in it.
Piñata cards - In Viva Piñata Trouble in Paradise there is a function which is called Piñata Vision, which utilizes the Xbox Live Vision camera. By scanning the card you can get the piñata or item displayed on the card, some of these cards feature the developers in the form of a piñata and characters from other games.
Language Dubs - The PC port of the original game has a lot of language dubs, translated into languages such as Dutch, Swedish, Spanish, Chinese and more. Some of these do not extend to the UI oddly enough, while for the majority of translations all of the game’s features are translated accordingly, with the exception of piñata names. The language chosen is determined by the language set for the computer, so if you want the game in a specific language you’d need to change the language of the computer before installing it.
PC port graphical downgrades - Oddly enough the PC port has some graphical differences compared to the original Xbox 360 release. Mostly the graphics being downgraded, even on the highest settings, such as the lighting and texture resolution on objects and the environment.
Miss Petula’s neglectful parents - The npc that runs the Paper Pet’s store is Miss Petula, who often lets the player know she’s not very enthusiastic about her job. Mostly because her parents have left the store in her care, and don’t seem to communicate with their daughter much aside from grounding her, as she mentions it in her dialogue. In one of her dialogue lines when the player leaves the shop she ponders running away from home.
Accessories graphical glitches - Some accessories have graphical glitches associated with them, such as missing pieces or being misaligned on the model during certain animations. Examples of this is the ribbon being missing when a Ponocky wears a tail ribbon (in the PC version), or goggles on Chippopotamus not moving properly when their mouth is opened.
Some piñatas are sapient, others not - Because of the fact that both the show and games are canon makes some things kind of weird. Though even if the show wasn’t canon this would still be a thing - as thanks to the existence of Langston and some of the show characters appearing in the DS game. Most piñatas in the games act like animals and cannot speak, however in the show and with Langston they are very much as sapient as a human. What causes a piñata of the same species to be sapient or not? Why does no character in the game acknowledge this strange difference? We don’t know.
Magic is real - In the Viva Piñata universe, at least on Piñata Island, magic exists. Seen in the form of Leafos and Jardinero summoning items, Bart transforming items into other things, Seedos and other characters teleporting and both Dastardos and Storkos being able to fly. There are other examples of magic, nobody really explains why magic exists or to what extent it is used or capable of being, but simply something that is commonplace on Piñata Island. If magic exists in other places is unknown.
The DS game - Known as Viva Piñata Pocket Paradise, the DS game came out after both the original game and TiP. It features a mix of piñatas from both the other games, however not all of them, because of the limitations of being on the DS. It is pretty much just another Viva Piñata game where you tend to a garden, now using the touchscreen to use your tools and so on.
How the fuck does the family not recognize Dastardos as Stardos - A strange phenomenon considering at least Jardinero considers Dastardos familiar and so does Leafos to an extent (he is in the "family members" part of the journal after all), but apparently none of the other family members have been able to figure out that Dastardos is in fact Stardos. Whether this is them just being very oblivious or not it’s still sad that they can’t even recognize their own family member after being corrupted. This is also even more strange considering Dastardos lives literally across the garden from his family, how have they not been able to tell by now? Though, if the ghost theory is considered, maybe it’s understandable why they have such a hard time recognizing him.
-Level 4-
Langston taking over the position of authority in piñata central from Jeffe - Apparently Jeffe used to be in charge of the piñata central and was later kicked off his position and replaced by Langston, this is to reflect how Jeffe was originally planned as the head of the piñata central before being replaced by Langston as influenced by the show. Why he was kicked off his position is uncertain, but theorized to be because of the fact that he turned into a piñata or half piñata from ingesting too much candy - though why this would influence him being kicked off i’m not sure. Maybe he abused the central for his own gain?
“They all wear masks, some are just more elaborate than others” - A statement from a developer when asked about the masks worn by the humanoid characters in the games, whether they’re their actual heads or some kinda mask. This was meant to clarify that all the human characters are fully human, however it still leaves some things unanswered - such as if they are masks then why can we not see Fannie Franker’s face inside the mailbox on her head? Or what does that entail for the Ruffians whose bodies are pretty much completely covered in their masks.
Squazzils name debate - A reference to how in game Leafos mentions that the name for the Squazzil was debated before you, the player, arrived at the island. Being apparently called Nonsquirrel as they were trying to figure out a name for the species. Whether this is true or not is uncertain, as Leafos does state untrue rumors sometimes.
The side characters in P-Factor - P-Factor is a minigame in TiP that is you showing off your piñata in a contest against other players or npcs. This minigame features both already existing npcs, such Leafos for example, as well as some made exclusively for the minigames. Some of these npcs include Maxime, Babochka, Nana Urf and more. They also make an appearance in the Great Piñata Paperchase minigame, however they are much more prominently presented in the P-Factor minigame.
Unknown blue flower - There is a blue flower which appears outside of the garden space as a decoration in the original game. This blue flower is not a flower which appears anywhere else, and cannot be planted in the garden either. Most of the flowers and trees found outside the garden space are plants that are available for the player, but this one flower is unique in that it isn’t part of those plants.
Leafos might be a lesbian - As it is very much implied that Leafos is the one who writes the entries for the items, objects, characters and piñatas in the journal one can glean interesting information and thoughts about Leafos. In the entry for the Pink Flutterscotch there is the sentence “A girl (that I may or may not have liked) once told me that the Pink Flutterscotch reminded her of a kiss.” Some people take this as an implication that Leafos may be a lesbian and or bi, which i personally think would be neat.
Viva Piñata Party Animals - A party game that stars the main cast of the tv show, it features a lot of different minigames and a mario kart-like racing minigame, kinda being a mix between mario party and mario kart except piñata themed. It’s very different from the other games in the series and has a lot of locations and items not featured in the other games as well.
Unused piñata concepts - There are plenty of piñatas that never made it into any of the games, as one would expect. Examples of piñatas that never appear in the game but had concepts made for them are a Giraffe, a Platypus that would’ve been acquired by breeding a Quackberry and Sweetooth together, a Hammerhead shark with a sour form and a Kangaroo. A goldfish piñata was also part of concepts, however this piñata does appear in the game - as the fish in the bowl on Miss Petulas head.
Ivor in the wishing well - In TiP Ivor Bargain is strangely missing, with the items he used to sell now being purchasable at Cost’o’lots. Ivor can however be found residing at the bottom of the wishing well object, which you can purchase after playing through the credits sequence. By donating chocolate coins you can get him to speak and throw items from the well depending on what amount you throw in. It is hinted that Lottie was the one who pushed Ivor into the well, likely because she doesn’t want competition selling items to the local gardeners.
-Level 5-
Banjo Kazooie Mountains - One of the rarer (hah) easter eggs to spot in the original game, in the distance across the swamp where Seedos lives one can see a mountain which has Banjo and Kazooie carved into the mountain. This is much easier to see in the Xbox 360 version compared to the PC port, because of the higher resolution textures.
Silent piñatas - Every piñata is voice acted, or are they? One might notice that there are two, well technically eleven, piñatas that are completely silent. The Flutterscotches and Mothdrops are fully silent, not making any noise. Why this is is uncertain, as other bug piñatas do have noises, such as the Taffly and Sweetle. It may be because normally no noise is associated with butterflies or moths in real life, or it may be because these piñatas are meant to be more akin to decorational than a “proper” piñata.
Dragonache flying away glitch - A glitch which is easily done in game, by making the dragonache engage in a fight with another piñata and using the menu to send it off from the garden. By opening the fighting view, which can be accessed to monitor the fight separate from the normal camera view, it will focus in on the two piñatas. The camera will become strange as the Dragonache flies away from the garden, letting you see out of bounds and see details otherwise obscured by things in the background around the garden. I recommend doing this after having done at least one mandatory fight beforehand, as you are forced to watch the first fight that occurs and will unable to do anything till it is finished. Thus if you do this glitch while forced to watch it you will be unable to access the rest of your garden for quite some time.
Giant Zumbug glitch - Not certain if a glitch or hack, there have been reports of a giant Zumbug in TiP which is acquired through unknown means. This giant Zumbug can be sent through the Xbox Live service, but more than that is not known.
Professor Pester is legit evil and fucked up - Even though he’s presented in the show as a bumbling idiot of a villain, he has done a lot of fucked up shit. Not only does he employ Ruffians to mess up other people’s gardens, including Jardinero’s garden, he is also the reason why sour piñatas exist. Making a sour goop which is used for creating sour candy, it is a candy which makes anyone who eats it sick and possibly corrupts them - this is evident in how he corrupted Stardos by giving him sour candy. He may have rather bland goals as a villain, simply wanting complete control of the piñata island and its piñatas, but he’s done some pretty messed up stuff to try and accomplish this goal.
Extra color variants - All piñatas, except for the Flutterscotches, have three color variants that can be acquired by feeding the piñata specific things. However, there are piñatas that have more variants than others, through being caught in the Pinartic or Dessert Desert, and then feeding those the same things. This will cause them to gain a different tint of color compared to their normal counterparts, as thanks to having a different default color because of being from a different region.
Money and Piñata duplication glitch - It is possible to duplicate money and piñatas by abusing the post office, by editing the contents of the boxes being mailed while they are shipped off. This can be used to quickly acquire master romance rewards and cut down on time spent making chocolate coins the normal way. This glitch appears to be the easiest to do in TiP, compared to the first game.
Giant and tiny seeds - You can gain a plethora of things from the mine, which includes seeds. Sometimes when the mine uncovers seeds there is a chance for the seed to either be bigger or smaller than normal, these seeds work exactly like their normal sized versions, but sell for different prices. The size difference can vary wildly, with really big seeds and incredibly tiny seeds that are hard to see.
Ivor has two mouths - Something that may be easily missed, but Ivor Bargain does as a matter of fact have two mouths. One for each “face” he has, for when he’s a beggar and a merchant, he can flip between the two by spinning his head, flipping his head up or down. This is a little freaky, and completely glanced over in game, left unexplained why he has two mouths or can flip his head upside down with no consequences.
Leafos is vegan - A very recent thing which has been observed through the rare cookbook that has been released, which features an array of rare game inspired recipes. Recipes which are vegan or vegan friendly are marked with “Leafos vegan approved”, which implies that Leafos is vegan.
Fudgehog cutscene - On certain days of the month a different cutscene will play during the opening of the first game on Xbox 360 and PC, replacing the normal Horstachio cutscene. Instead it is a Fudgehog being broken to reveal the rare logo, though there is a bug in the PC port that makes the Fudgehog cutscene not play.
Pudgeon romance dance - An oddity among the rest of the romance dances is the Pudgeon romance dance, which is the only piñata to actually wear the required accessories needed for romancing in the romance dance cutscene.
-Level 6-
Mousemallow sounds - The Mousemallow makes interesting noises, which may seem strange for a mouse, as they aren’t squeaks. They go “chu” because the developer voicing them is from Japan, where mice are vocalized as going “chu” instead of squeak.
Cut baby piñatas - Originally piñata babies were meant to look different from their adult counterparts, instead of just being smaller. However because of time constraints this was cut.
Humans can become piñatas rumor - In game this is presented in TiP with Jeffe, which is a human piñata or a half human half piñata, he states “If you eat enough candy and pull a face in the wind you'll become a piñata, I never want to see another piece of candy let alone a piñata full of it.” as part of dialogue during P-Factor. We cannot confirm whether this is actually true or not, but if Jeffe’s statement is true then it would imply that humans can turn into piñatas. This in turn creates a lot of questions, such as why does this happen? Has this happened to people outside of Piñata Island? Is this something exclusive to just the island or candy from the living piñatas? Can this happen with animals as well?
Tamed sour piñatas reverting via mail - A gameplay mechanic which is not commonly seen is the fact that tamed sour piñatas can revert back to a sour state. This occurs when you send a tamed sour piñata to a player which hasn’t unlocked the tamed version of that piñata, when the piñata is taken out of its mailed box it will be the sour version. This happens in all the main games, including Pocket Paradise as well.
Pitch black piñata variants - A once exclusive variant available through Piñata Vision cards, it turns a piñata completely black, even sour piñatas. This can be acquired without the use of cards through things like hacking or modifying the game’s files.
Piñata meat - Something mentioned in the journal and seen in the form of some piñatas attacking projectiles, eating piñatas in the form of eating their “meat” is apparently a normal thing on Piñata Island. Examples of this are the journal entries for Cluckles and Arocknids, which mention eating Cluckle legs, as well as the projectiles of Cluckles and Goobaa being chicken legs and mutton chops. It is also mentioned in in-game dialogue that Storkos eats piñata eggs if unable to deliver them, and other piñatas do consume piñata eggs. Are thus piñatas edible beyond just their candy? Or are the residents on Piñata Island cooking and eating paper mache animal parts and acting like that’s not weird?
Family mode - A mode found in the original game and TiP, which allows two people to play at the same time using two controllers. Simply done by connecting a second controller while playing the game, it’s originally meant for parents to be able to help their kids while they play without having to disturb the gameplay. This mode can be used to give yourself an edge in the early stages of the game in TiP, as the second controller will have the best tools available right away and is capable of things the first controller cannot, like filling a piñatas candiosity by performing tasks.
Dastardos and Seedos special interaction - When you’ve beaten up Seedos and gotten him on his bad side he’ll start to chuck weed seeds into your garden, and has a special interaction with Dastardos if both of them are in the garden while he is in his upset state. When Seedos has thrown a weed seed, the two of them will turn to face each other and do their laughing animation, presumably because both of them enjoy the chaos. Or maybe they have that slight family connection still? It’s rather sad though that Seedos only acknowledges his brother at all when he’s angry and upset.
-Level 7-
Viva Piñata Candy Stash - There are a few piñata games which aren’t widely known, for example this Adobe Flash tower defense game developed and published by 4Kids TV, known as Viva Piñata Candy Stash. This game features Professor Pester trying to steal the player’s candy using Ruffian robots, and to stop him the player builds towers invented by piñata characters from the tv show.
Petting piñatas - Exclusive to Pocket Paradise, you can pet your piñatas which makes them happy. Different piñatas like to be pet differently, and if petted the wrong way it won’t increase their happiness.
No 100% reward in first game - Both Viva Piñata Trouble in Paradise and Viva Piñata Pocket Paradise have a reward / reward screen for completing the game fully, by getting all the available rewards for the piñatas and plants. However, there is no proper completion reward in the original first game, there are rewards for various milestones but none for completing everything.
Piñata mascot suits - As part of promotions and promotional material there exists mascot suits of some piñatas, such as the Horstachio, Pretztail and Fudgehog. Whether these suits are kept in storage somewhere or have been thrown away we do not know.
Ruffians helping Helpers - Unless you mess with your helpers just for fun, you’re unlikely to ever see this happen. When a helper of any kind is stuck because of a fence or being surrounded by objects, they will constantly keep telling you they’re stuck. If you let them stay stuck for long enough a Ruffian will spawn in, no matter if you have a Captain’s Cutlass or not in your garden, that you cannot interact with. They will wander over to the helper and free them by destroying the object that’s in the way. Leafos will then berate you with a notification, saying “Shame on you!” for being such a jerk to your helper, and that the Ruffian and helper are running off; the helper leaving permanently.
Ruffians speaking - Ruffians normally do not speak, only making various grunts, but do have dialogue seen in Pocket Paradise.
-Honorable Mentions-
Miss Petula’s cat eyes - Miss Petula has a strange animation in game where her eyes go from having rounded pupils to having slitted, cat-like pupils. This is likely because of her cat theme, but is still strange considering she’s supposed to be a human.
Rare variant of logo cutscene - There is a version of the rare logo reveal cutscene played when opening the game, that features the rare logo itself exploding with candy. This is played in certain versions of the game, likely because of the fact that both the Fudgehog and Horstachio cutscenes feature a sort of dismemberment via them being smashed into bits which can be seen as inappropriate in certain regions.
All the shops have slot machines - A strange detail is that all the shopping menus are made out of slot machines, which might seem odd since slot machines usually have nothing to do with shops or making purchases, more so being related to gambling.
Unidentified voice actors - A lot of the voices provided for the games go unnamed in the credits, however we do know most of the piñata voices are members of the staff and developers. The missing voice actors for the npcs are listed as “Voices provided by 4Kids” with no names attached.
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