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goose-knowledge · 1 year
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murder drones ep 5 but awesome
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tired-hellowl · 1 year
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I think part of the reason why helluva boss makes me personally deeply uncomfortably with blitzø as a main character is in partial with the fact that it willingly always portays his alcoholism in positive conjunctions with his employees around him and is never called into question or blame.... like at what point is stolas going to get over some drunk imp bastard that doesn't even consider to ever care about him, when he shouldn't in the first place when the relationship is built upon a throne of literal lies acting like an imp and a royal being together is absolutely disgraceful and classist in one scene and then the next they're just teehee'ing in the field of flowery hell as if these dark themes aren't brought up so passively and never handled....
As a poor queer person who has actively been in the slums with alcoholics around me and consumed most of my past upbringing at some point I turn to just watch something else given that, Blitzø is a low life scummy stalkers imp that doesn't even bother to ever care about anyone else's reasoning or emotions-besides his own and it is proven over and over and over in every. Fucking. Scene. Because he's the 'main character'
Sober up and get over yourself the show isn't about anything else then Brandon Rogers voicing a dicksucking imp because 'haha laugh at the fairy-gay boy who can't even get his own boyfriend'
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almond-tofu-chan · 11 months
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bro I’m SO EXCITED for Glitch X!! I can’t wait to see what the special announcement is + who the secret guest is!
I’d love it if it were Brendan Blaber or Worthikids, or maybe it’ll be someone with an upcoming show like Ramshackle or Hazbin Hotel?
Idk I’m delusional but I’m hella excited for this
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peanutbutter2024 · 1 month
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Incorrect Quotes #1
Tessa: J, good. V, eh. N, get the back a little. Back, back, up, down, side, side, go, go! And... Time! Brushes down!
N: Yuck! What was that stuff?!
Tessa: Toothpaste.
N: So that's toothpaste!
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burgerking-official · 8 months
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i want the robot from murder drones to fuck me
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autismgirl4998 · 3 months
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I thought I might do this. Send me a ship in the ask box with these fandoms that I know.
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tacktheyak · 11 months
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hey, guys, um. feel free to ask me/rant with me about the silly circus show in my ask box anytime! ( or about any of the fandoms listed in my intro post here https://www.tumblr.com/tacktheyak/719777216765034496/hii-im-new-here-you-can-call-me-mads-and-im?source=share&ref=_tumblr )
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bloodmoon24 · 4 months
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electroswing friends group scenario: the bob's burgers "autism toothpick test" scene
Bezel: He’s autistic, he can’t help it
N: Yeah, I’m autistic
Trazuil: Vox-
Vox: Just a sec. No, you’re not autistic, N
Feedback: How many- *tossed some toothpicks on the floor* How many toothpicks on the ground?
Vox: Don’t play this game again
Feedback: Come on, how many toothpicks?
Vox: No, it just involves me cleaning up toothpicks
N: A hundred?
Trazuil: Vox
Feedback: No
Vox: A hundred??
Feedback: *snickered* It’s three
Vox: There’s three
Feedback: *tossed another one* Ok, how many now?
Trazuil: Vox
N: Three
Vox and Feedback: No
Bezel: Ugh. You’re the worst kind of autistic
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imagine squishing a drone down so its all teeny tiny in order to use it as the patty for your burger
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goose-knowledge · 1 year
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murder drones ep 5 was awesome
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bowserplush · 1 year
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I can say I’m obsessing over N I could be talking about the character from Pokemon or murder drones
And nobody will know :>
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itsleifnotleaf · 1 year
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sometimes living my best life is listening to midnight burger while brushing out my dog’s fur. it’s like my own personal walk-in, i can avoid anything, even an ex-bot
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burgerking-official · 10 months
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Compliments to the Line Cook
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Pairing: Line Cook!Azriel x Reader
Summary: Azriel never goes for any of the girls on staff. Cassian can't figure out why—and it's pissing him off.
Word count: 1k
Warnings: None! Maybe some language but I tend to do that with modern AUs oops
a/n: Me 🤝 eventually turning to AUs for every fandom. Anyways I think I'm setting this up for a cute little series thing with oneshots because I am inspired ✨ enjoy!!
Main Masterlist ♡
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“Come on,” Cassian scoffed with an exasperated tilt of his head. “She is totally into you.” 
Azriel threw his friend a look, wiping his hands on the apron tied at his waist. “I don’t care.” 
“You don’t care? When’s the last time you got laid, man?” 
“Last night,” Azriel simply replied. He moved the prepped onions from the counter to the fridge. “Not that it’s any of your business.” 
“What? You didn’t tell me that,” Cassian pouted, pausing his spatula on the grill. 
Azriel huffed out a breathy laugh, taking up his post at the prep table once more. “Do I need to tell you every detail of my sex life, Cass? Would that help you get it up? I know you struggle.”
“Hey,” Cassian called out, brows raised as Azriel met his gaze. “Fuck you. Who was it, then?” 
“Well, it certainly wasn’t the barely legal host you won’t stop trying to set me up with,” Azriel grumbled.
“Dude, she’s literally 26.” 
“She doesn't look 26.” 
The order bell ringing punctuated the end of the pointless conversation between the two men. In truth, Cassian knew Azriel would never be interested in the new host who had been giving him eyes for the past week. Azriel was never interested in the hosts or the waitresses or even any of the customers. But he would never share why. 
Cassian had grown sick of it. 
He narrowed his eyes as he watched Azriel grab the ticket off the order wheel. He flicked the paper with a small hum, heading to the stove and lighting the burner. 
“Fess up,” Cassian urged, plating the burger for table 12 before tossing the towel on his shoulder into the sink. “You act all mysterious but I’m not an idiot. All the girls on staff basically throw themselves at you and you ignore them. They go on and on about your tattoos even though I have just as many. Gwyn even had her hand on your chest last week and you brushed her off with that awkward pat thing you do.” 
“The mean waitress doesn’t throw herself at me,” Azriel replied. He had yet to look up from the pan sizzling at his fingertips. 
“Oh shut up. Nesta doesn’t count.” 
“Well, you said all so…” 
“I swear to god, Az, I’m going to hit you right in that pretty face of yours—what the hell are you making?” Cassian interrupted himself, whipping around from the send-out counter to inspect the odd combination of ingredients being thrown in the pan. 
“An order,” Azriel stated. “I feel like you should be working.” 
“I am working, asshole,” Cassian grumbled.
Azriel made a noncommittal sound and slid an omelette from the pan onto a plate. He grabbed a handful of spices from the cabinet above and continued to work on the meal. Cassian’s confusion only heightened. 
“We don’t make omelettes past noon. It’s dinner. Why the hell did you make an omelette?” Cassian asked, trailing after his friend as he pushed past the swinging kitchen door. “And where the hell are you going?” 
“Will your curiosity ever be satisfied?” Azriel droned. “I’m clearly walking this plate out to table eight. Go back into the kitchen. The Walters were just seated and you know they order enough to feed an army.” 
Cassian ignored him, staying uncharacteristically silent as he set the intention to spy on his coworker. He let his feet stick at the entrance to the dining room, giving him a clear view of table eight and the girl with the backpack and laptop taking up its residence. 
Azriel placed a steady hand on the back of the booth, his chest pressed against the girl’s shoulder as he brought the plate around and edged her laptop aside. The omelette was placed down in front of her, but Cassian was quick to notice that she didn’t even glance at it, her face turned up with a grin. 
“Hi, baby,” Azriel greeted, a smile evident in his voice—a smile Cassian could hear from clear across the room. “Take a break. I made you dinner.” 
“From the secret menu?” she asked with a giggle.
Cassian watched, in complete shock, as Azriel leaned down to press a long, drawn-out kiss to her temple. “Always.” 
Cassian had a lot to say to that mysterious bastard.
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bloodmoon24 · 3 months
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Electroswing Friends doing a Bob's Burgers scenario while Edgelord Friends do a "Jessie" scenario maybe?
Valentino: *at N* Hey, little robot child, uh, the sign says “no motorized vehicles on beach”
Adam: Hahaha! Oh, my god! You are a motorized vehicle!
Vox: It also says “no trash on the beach”, Val. So what are we gonna do here?
Feedback: Oh, my god. It does say that
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Uzi: *walking with Big Chill with a backpack full of her favorite stuff* Hey, Wally!
Wally looks over to see her and Big Chill coming up to him
Uzi: I want that old radio back. So, I’ll make you an offer you can’t refuse, *sneers at him* see?
Wally: ???
Uzi: Play your cards right, and we both walk away from this *sneers at him even more* See?
Big Chill: She loves gangster movies
Wally: I’ll give you the same answer I gave my mother, when she asked me to move out, no!
Alastor: *goes up to them* There you guys are. You know you’re not supposed the penthouse without me
Uzi: I came to trade my best stuff to get your old radio back for you
Alastor: Aww *goes and hugs her* That’s so sweet *faces to Big Chill* What’s your excuse?
Big Chill: *rolled their eyes* I was her hostage
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