#Hotel Guests

[two-braincells-in-total]

90% of the staff in hotels on the Bulgarian seaside not speaking Bulgarian will be my 13th reason.

Like, I know that most guests are foreigners, but it's kinda weird that you don't speak the language of the country you're working at. Also, I think I should be able to speak my native language when I'm in my home country

Another thing is, there are a lot of shitty tourists, and by a lot I mean most guests in the hotel. The fuck do you mean you can cut in line and literally take the spoon out of my hand and then be offended when I push you away? I've been waiting for 30 fucking minutes to get my food and someone sends their 8 yo to cut in line. My mom was fed up yesterday and told the kid to go away and it went and cried to his mom. The mom glared at mine. They act as if they don't understand what we're saying, when are languages are similar. When I say "не" they know very well I mean "no" because in their language it's "нет" which is almost the same word. Just because you're a foreigner doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want. I paid for this food and I don't even get to try it? Literally, there were some fancy cookies yesterday and I didn't get my hands on them because 10 people cut in line. And they fill their plates so much, don't eat everything and it gets thrown away. This food could've fed at least a dozen more people but no they're gonna throw it away!

My mom managed to get three bananas yesterday and, even though we didn't want bananas, we still ate them, she fought tooth and nail for them, it's the principle of the matter

At some point we gave up and started cutting in, too, they were so offended. We don't really care anymore though, we just want to eat the food we paid for

If any of the people reading this are doing a similar thing as those people, you're full of shit and I hope you stub your toe at least once a week!

A little disclaimer here, some of you probably guessed who I'm talking about from the language example, I know that not all are like this and I know that the situation is shit and I know that there are people from all around the world that are like this, but this is just my experience, they are the majority of people in hotels here and the fact that they understand what we're saying just makes them even more insolent, this isn't meant to insult or disrespect anybody!

[notherpuppet]

Alastor pulls the “we’re not so different; you and I” card 🤪

Don’t fall for it Vaggie!!!!

[thewinchestah]

THE WAY HIS EYE IS TWITCHING HE’S SO PETTY

HE’S SO PISSED

AHAJSJSJSJSAA I LOVE SO HIM MUCH

[morningstarwrites]

(🔊 on) sums up the newest chapter for Of Saints and Sinners LOL

[flamingpudding]

Hotel Fenton

Red Hood stared at the building that seemingly appeared out of nowhere in Crime Alley. Below his mask his eye twitched at the very elaborated and very bright shining and blinking sign on the buildings wall spelling out 'HOTEL FENTON' though it looked like the word 'HOTEL' had only been added recently. The building in itself was also strange. Red Hood was pretty sure no one would actually willingly step into a building like that.

"Are you seriously expecting to investigate this shit?" He muttered into the coms, knowing perfectly well that his brothers were watching through the integrated helm camera.

"Yep. You lost the draw." Nightwing sang from the other end of the com line. Red Hood was going to glitter bomb his Appartement later. He grumbled something inaudible once more before taking another step towards that strange building. But froze before he even set his foot completely on the ground.

A scream echoed through the building. His hand instantly went to the gun buy his side. Then a crash. Wide eyed Red Hood watched how a chair came sailing out of one destroyed window. More shouting followed now clearer. Someone was complaining loudly and...

He took a step back from the building as fire sprouted out of the broken window but before he could even tell his siblings to send back up the fire got extinguished by a sudden block of ice growing out of the window. Red Hood blinked, muttering a half hearted "Did you guys see that too..." Into his coms before the slam of the entrance door to the Building caught his attention and he came face to face with a little girl that had obviously slammed the door she was leaning against.

They stared at each other for a moment before the girl dusted herself off and grinned.

"Hi! Welcome to Hotel Fenton the place to stay for Ghosts, Shades, Undead and More! We are a little preoccupied with a some of our current guests but I am sure there is still an open place for a fellow undead and halfa in the making!"

Red Hood's eyes narrowed under his mask but before he could ask anything, a fucking man that had vague similarities to Bruce crashed through the wall cool-aid way with a good damn Talon in his arms that was obviously trying to gnaw on the arm holding it, a second man followed close behind floating and shouting vehemently that "JACK THAT IS NOT PLAY FIGHTING YOU DUMBASS! IT'S TRYING TO MAIM YOU!"

There was only one thought went through Red Hoods head at that moment, his sibling perfectly echoed over the coms.

"What the fuck?"

[smart-ass-comments]

🎶…And I Must’ve Been Blind…🎶

(That’s an Anita Baker reference, btw)

I am truly perplexed. The lack of awareness displayed by these guests will never not make me sad and irritated.

We don’t have time (I don’t have time) to get into all the people who have ignored my signs for parking (there are 5 signs total— 2 on each door, and one at the desk that you have to look at before looking at my irritated face. So no matter which door you come through, you would’ve had to have seen this info THREE times. I have resorted to pointing at the sign for the people who miss them anyway. Is it rude? Yes. Do I give a fuck? Not really, no).

This guest I dealt with today, I am truly worried about.

At the top of my shift, he came to me wanting to get his key card reset because he extended his reservation for another day. I had no idea who he was because I’ve been off for a day and a half, so I asked for his ID (and this is how I know I’m not confusing him with another guest, which I have a tendency to do). He shows me his ID, I fix his key, he’s on his way.

I see him come back shortly afterwards in a new outfit. He leaves. Then he comes back in because it had gotten a little colder outside. He went back to his room to put on a sweater. Okay.

Four hours later…

He’s back in the lobby. He’s buying snacks while I’m stocking the shelves. He hesitates as he’s holding a Hot Pocket. He turns to me and asks…

…….do the rooms have microwaves?

😶😶😶

MY GUY, AT THIS POINT, YOUVE BEEN IN YOUR ROOM FOR ALMOST TWO DAYS! DID YOU NOT LOOK AROUND THE ROOM AT ALL?! THERE IS A BIG ASS MICROWAVE OVEN, RIGHT NEXT TO THE full sized fridge AND RIGHT ABOVE THE stovetop!! WERE YOUR EYES OPEN AT ALL?!?!?!!!

[barblaz-arts]

I am OBSESSED with this animatic. The lyrics fit them so well and the uh whatchumacallit? Storyboard? It's so in character and so cuteeee

Like it's probably enough to tide me over until we get an actual chaggie duet

[eggcats]

the quickest way to disable the voxtech drone cameras isn't to actually do anything to them, its for alastor to look directly into them and (make his distortion not too bad) and then wink and blow a kiss at it

vox overloads himself and knocks out all the cameras he's currently connected to every time

[antiadvil]

Hey so I just watched PJ’s side channel video about how he and Sophie got stuck in traffic trying to deliver something to Dan and Phil. Great video, super funny. No one warned me that when PJ and Sophie realized they’d have to stay in London, Dan and Phil booked them a hotel?? There are at LEAST three bedrooms in their house what kind of rich person bullshit is that??

[beebfreeb]

There are Gregory Horror Show stories in my head so intricate.

[lallyloo]

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Charlie: “So this is what a full hotel looks like…”

Vaggie: “Think it’ll survive until Extermination day?”

Charlie: “I don’t know if I’LL survive to Extermination day.”

Vaggie: “Aww, babe.”

Charlie: “Seriously, who keeps ordering pizza??? We all already KNOW the cannibals will just skip it and try chewing on the poor delivery person!”

Vaggie: “My bet’s on Angel Dust. He’s not exactly thrilled the place got filled up with ‘shit smiling judgmental prudes.’”

Charlie: “Whyyy didn’t I remember the cannibals have a whole dress-code thingy?”

Vaggie: “They are being polite about it though.”

Charlie: “They keep eyeing Angel Dust’s exposed thighs like they’re chicken wings.”

Vaggie: “And if they wanted to eat him up in any other way, he’d be thrilled.”

Charlie: (growling) “Some of them keep looking at YOUR thighs as if they were-”

Vaggie: “Anything other than property of Charlie Morningstar?”

Charlie: “-Vaggie they want to TEAR YOU APART!”

Vaggie: “And they’re not actually trying it, which is polite, even if they’re still talking about how angels might taste whenever I’m in the room.”

Charlie: (pout) “You taste good.”

Vaggie: “Not like that, babe.”

Charlie: “How could the rest of you not taste good too??”

Vaggie: “Ask the cannibals. Meat flavors based on where the meat thing lived and what it ate, something something- What if angel steaks taste like artificial food coloring?”

Charlie: “I like those-!”

Vaggie: "I know." (laughing) “Maybe that’s another reason why you’re the woman of my dreams.”

Charlie: “Am I?”

Vaggie: “The one and only.”

Charlie: “You’d never… think about leaving me for someone else?”

Vaggie: “NO?”

Charlie: “Someone a little more badass maybe?”

Vaggie: “Not possible. You called heaven out for being total bullshit. In a song.”

Charlie: “Maybe someone you had an instant and deep connection with?”

Vaggie: “Like the woman that bandaged my eye socket and took me home with her and nursed me through physical and emotional hell all because she also thought sinners might be people worth caring about?”

Charlie: “Well what about someone who… is just better? At the whole. Everything.”

Vaggie: “Literally who. Who the fuck-”

Charlie: “Carmilla?”

Vaggie: “Car-hhhhHHH." (chokes)

Vaggie: "AHAHAHAHAH! Charlie! WHAT!?”

Charlie: “She’s cool. She’s one of those, those muffin things right? Angel Dust said-”

Vaggie: “A milf, sweetie. It’s milf and PLEASE also listen to Husk’s reality checks whenever Angel Dust opens his well meaning but dumb as shit whore mouth.”

Angel Dust: (distantly) “My HOT and SEXY whore mouth heard that, toots!”

Vaggie: (yelling back) “Then go stick a dick in it!”

Angel Dust: “I’m tryin’~”

Charlie: (used to this) (ignoring them) “So the whole private training battle song thing was, not a turn on for you? At all?”

Vaggie: “If I ever call Carmilla Carmine ‘mommy’ it’ll be because she just signed my adoption papers.”

Charlie: “Oh! Okay! Juuuust wanted to check.”

Charlie: “…..”

Charlie: “Are you gonna ask about me and the head-to-heart I had with-”

Vaggie: “No.”

Charlie: “-because I was literally thinking about you the whole time-“

Vaggie: (smile) “That just took a perfectly non-worrying thing and made it sound bad.”

Charlie: “Is there a thing like a- an elf??”

Vaggie: “Aunt you’d like to fuck?”

Charlie: “Well not ME personally. But Rosie is very impressive.”

Vaggie: “You looked more impressed up in heaven.”

Charlie: “Huh? Heaven??”

Vaggie: “Nothing- never mind. I do actually have a lady-related question for you though.”

Charlie: “What does heaven have to do with- what?”

Vaggie: “I think I’m in love.”

Charlie: “WHAT!?”

Vaggie: “She’s ripped out my heart and I want to thank her for it.”

Charlie: “Th-thh that’s wait how when-?”

Vaggie: “Charlie.”

Charlie: “-y, yes?”

Vaggie: “Can we keep inviting Susan over, even after Extermination day?”

Charlie: “…”

Charlie: “Susan.”

Vaggie: “Charlie please? Please? She's the granny I don't deserve and desperately need in my life. Please please please please-”

Charlie: “But, Vaggie- She HATES everyone!”

Vaggie: “I know!”

Charlie: “And she SAYS it!?”

Vaggie: “And it’s so fucking cool.”

Charlie: “She said you dress like a hooker!”

Vaggie: “Angel Dust was furious. I think he would’ve thrown a punch at her, in defense of hookers everywhere, if Husk hasn’t grabbed him.”

Charlie: “A LAZY hooker!”

Vaggie: “That one hit home and I’ll cherish it’s sting forever.”

Charlie: “She’s not NICE. She doesn’t even PRETEND to be nice like the other cannibals do!”

Vaggie: “Isn’t that great?” (grinning) “She’s like, the anti-Alastor….”

Charlie: (sigh)

Charlie: “I guess… being brutally, painfully, rudely honestly about your feelings is… not the worst thing someone can be.”

Vaggie: “YES! Can we adopt the creepy old mean lady?”

Charlie: “She can visit. We are NOT inviting her to LIVE here.”

Vaggie: (smiling)

Charlie: “….”

Charlie: (drooping) “…not unless she wants to.”

Vaggie: “Thanks, sweetie.” (kiss) “She never would. She hates us all and especially the hotel. Ask her and she’ll tell you, in detail, how all our decorating ideas are terrible and she’s only here to grab the free snacks, shove some angel leftovers in her basket, and then fuck off to her own perfect home back in Cannibal Town.”

Charlie: “So why scare me like that by asking? SUSAN in the attic! Ughghgh…”

Vaggie: “’cause it’s nice hearing you’d be open to it anyway.”

Charlie: “Mmrmph.”

Vaggie: “I like remembering that you’re like this.”

Charlie: “Whipped marshmallow.”   

Vaggie: "That Angel Dust again?"

Charlie: "Maybe."

Vaggie: "I've got a better word for you."

Charlie: "Like 'girlfriend?"

Vaggie: “Like amazing.”

Charlie: (snorts) (smiles) "Heh. Alright, flattery accepted."

Vaggie: "My wonderfully, adorably dramatic, heart stopping and breathtakingly passionate girlfriend, the most incredible person I've ever met, who-"

Charlie: (laughing) “Now who’s being a sweetie?”

Vaggie: “Charlie, I’m seri- whoah!”

Niffty: (lifting up floor board vaggie was standing on and peeking up at them) “Hey guys!”

Charlie: “Niffty!” (hug lifting vaggie to safety) “W- hi! Um! What is it?”

Niffty: “A bad day not to wear underwear!”

Vaggie: “And a good day to Die.”

Niffty: "I WISH!" (GIGGLES) “News from the hotel gossip line! S.O.S from Husk- he says Angel Dust and some cannibals are fighting over who gets to put the new pizza delivery in their mouths while Cherri’s taking bets and also shots.”

Charlie: "Shots of alcohol?"

Niffty: "Laser gun!"

Charlie: "Nooooo I thought we'd cleaned up everything after Pen's last inventing spree!"

Niffty: "Missed one. She keeps missing too. She fried the pizza."

Vaggie: "Instead of?"

Niffty: (GRINS) "The pizza delivery person!"

Vaggie: “Ugh. We look away for Ten. Minutes.”

Charlie: “Well that’s not- that’s not TOO bad! At least Sir Pentious isn’t-”

Niffty: “His corpse is in the lobby.”

Charlie: “-right. Okay.”

Vaggie: “Why is he a corpse in the hotel lobby this time?”

Niffty: “The cannibals accidentally ate his tongue while he was trying to show Cherri how long it was and then he choked while proving he has no gag reflect and can unhinge his jaws.”

Charlie: “Oh.”

Niffty: “The cannibals want to snack on him again but Susan keeps yelling at them about ‘crumbling standards’ and ‘back in HER day-‘”

Vaggie: “I love her.”

Charlie: “I’m right here.”

Vaggie: “You kinda love her too right now.”

Charlie: (pulls face) “She can come to dinner every other week. If we live. For now though, let’s just, um.”

Vaggie: “Go save the snake man?”

Niffty: “That man is DEAD!”

Charlie: “Resuscitate. We should go resuscitate the snake m- Sir Pentious.”

Niffty: (giggles) “And I’m gonna go order another pizza boy~” (scurries back under floor board)

Vaggie: “Wait, Niffty-”

Charlie: “Niffty! Are YOU the one who’s been-? Vaggie NO-”

Vaggie: (spear out) (in pursuit) “GET OUT OF THE CRAWL SPACES RIGHT NOW AND COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE-”

[awkwardanxiousasexual]

Look I'd love to be wrong but I'm just trying to be realistic

[rius-cave]

Prison AU parts 9-11 up on Patreon!

Next part of the Prison AU is already available on Patreon!! I'm REALLY happy with this one ehehe and I think you guys will like it!

It will be publicly available in a week :) if you'd like to check it out earlier consider joining my Patreon!

[muldxr]

ghoul boys high five!

[smart-ass-comments]

“Why Y’all Come Out Here Lookin Like That?”

This past Thursday, I listened to my coworker check in a guest who insisted on making corny ass jokes the whole time, to the chagrin of my coworker and the guest’s wife. He was relentless, so I’m glad it was her dealing with it and not me because I might have snapped (which I’ve already done twice this week).

This morning, that guest came to the front desk wanting to buy a drink. He unfortunately wanted to use cash instead of having the sense to use a card at the kiosk and leave me alone. He immediately started with his BS.

The girl last night told me this was free! 🥴

Me, not in the mood: “They were never free 😒”

Watching the smile fade from his face brought me a modicum of joy. But then he doubled down on his stupidity by asking,

Why y’all come out here lookin like I’m just about to ruin your day? Like you got something better to do?

He must have been psychic. How did he know I’d rather be doing anything else but talking to him?! I gave him my favorite answer:

This is just my face.

I’ll never understand why people feel so comfortable commenting on people’s physical appearance. But also, if you noticed that 2 completely different employees have the same look on their faces when they talk to you, you juuuust miiiight be the problem.