#diner tales

[clockworkreapers]

note: no corpses were undressed, Jerry just explains things in a very Jerry way Tales From The Gas Station Vol.2

[hypewinter]

Guys!! Okay so I love deaged plots a lot. Like A LOT a lot (I know shocker right?). Well anyway I was rotating in my brain who I could deage next when it hit me: Clockwork.

Now I know what you're thinking. "Winter, he's the ancient of time. How on earth would he get stuck as a baby?" But to that I would rebut that it is actually quite simple my friend. You see, he gets corrupted. Or more specifically, time gets corrupted. Between Superboy Prime punching a hole in reality and the speedsters constantly playing God, time quickly starts (for lack of a better term) dying off. It's like having a ball of yarn that people keep cutting or setting fire to or throwing in the mud. There's only so long it can last for.

So yeah, time and reality as we know it is barreling towards oblivion. Especially because the only one who can fix it, also happens to be so connected to it he got affected too. The only thing that saved Clockwork from the corruption that was crawling it's way up his body was temporarily severing his connection to time. This unfortunately had the effect of resetting his body to back before he was connected to time (ie when he was a newly formed being. Just barely with consciousness. Not yet with a name nor purpose).

Luckily before he did so, he left Danny with a very detailed list on how to fix everything. Starting with a family of light footed idiots who need to learn to leave well enough alone.

[babzyz]

brina's work shift and a late night snack ‧₊˚ ⋅𓌉◯𓇋

[krotiation]

i decided i absolutely had to make a love triangle AU because let's be real, rhys' pov in tales is pretty damn close to that (i'm delusional)

SO INTRODUCING whatever this mess is, i have no idea what to actually call it

[throughthethornvine]

i pity those that weren’t there exact right age and mindset to watch kids television in the early 2010s. We got the strawberry shortcake reboot, my little pony (fim), Care Bears, Winnie the Pooh got a series, the weird ass phenomenon that was Lazy Town, Sabrina the teenage witch AND sabrina the cartoon, Phineas and Ferb, TOTALLY SPIES, the 1998 power puff girls was still playing even though its run was over, I got dragon tales despite not being alive when they stopped it, same with the berenstein beats series (I own.. so many of those books), i guess we got Mickey Mouse clubhouse, curious George, PBS had a ton of good shows that are obscure now, godiegogo which was infinitely better than Dora…and this is only when i was a little kid they popped off when i was older too but i won’t get into that.. grew up on so many reboots from when my mom was younger but they were ACTUALLY GOOD

[divorcedfiddleford]

when i was 15 i had society of the blind eye downloaded onto my phone and i'd listen to it - not watch it, just listen to it - every day as i walked home from school. i still have most of it memorized

[antepode-flare]

"Hi hi! I heard there was somebody new, so I thought I'd drop by and say hello!" @the-golden-petal-diner

I am so sorry I didn't see this notification until now-

Ehah, still getting used to having one of these things. Nice to meet ya.

[cat0901h3]

Cabin Tales 2.1

Graveyard Diner

How many did I take again?

[angelic-writer]

Graveyard Diner - Five More Minutes

Day 30 of @augusnippets

Prompts: Self-harm/addiction/overdose

Fandom: Cabin Tales

CW: Overdose, mentioned drug addiction, unclear character status

I can't fight anymore. I can't move. The figure is gone as well. The whispers too. And I hear the ground move.

Thorns.

Thorns that overtook the diner. The thorns that covered the rubber seat are now growing over my body and piercing through me, taking over me like the puppet I am.

The pain is now gone.

No voices in my head anymore.

And at last

silence.

I don't know how many of these "happy pills" that I took, but I'm too tired to think about that. All I remember was stumbling into a run down diner and a figure coming out of a pot and grabbing me, consuming me.

How did I get to this point in my life? How did I manage to fuck up this badly?

The memories of my mom and dad yelling at me for my drug addiction flashed through my mind. They threatened to send me to rehab and I just... ran away. I've been wandering around the country, hopping from bus to bus trying to find some place to stay while trying to get my fix. That's when an old man came up to me and gave me some "happy pills". He said it'll "take your mind off of the pain." Well, those things certainly brought me more pain for a moment.

But then, there was nothing. Just a calming sense of peace like a child being tucked into bed. I welcomed that peace with a smile on my face.

My only regret was not making up with my parents.

Mom... Dad...

I'm so sorry.....

Someone's calling to me, shaking me over and over again. It was muffled, but the voice sounded like my dad, almost.

"C'mon, kid! Stay with me!"

Another voice. Instructing him on... something.

A rhythmic pressing of my chest.

That's a rude way to wake someone up.

I don't want to wake up. Let me sleep.

"C'mon, kid!! Breathe!!!"

Five more minutes.

[fieriframes]

[There is a city by the sea. A gentle company. I don't suppose you want to. And as it tells its sorry tale. In harrowing detail. Its hollowness will haunt you.]

[miraculousficsarchive]

Moodboard for Chapter Two of my Adult!Marichat Diner AU fic 'Blueberry Sugar'

[jessicanjpa]

New Tale of Years one-shot!

1965: The Last One

Summary: Jasper has had a tough day in school, so he and Alice spend some time out alone. She tells him the story of the day she saw him get his last scar (based on this post).

POV: Jasper

Word count: 5k

Warnings: none

FFN

AO3

[clarabowmarilynmonroe]

Sydney Carton is so mirrorball, this is me trying, the archer, nothing new, teenage dream, brutal, girl-dinner, coded

[screamingeyepress]

This story will leave you questioning the ordinary. Late-night stops at diners are supposed to be comforting, right? But when things start to feel… off, you’ll wish you never walked in. A suspenseful, eerie tale that captures the strange, unsettling essence of those in-between hours we all know. https://www.screamingeyepress.com/twisted-pulp/issue-033/incident-at-a-diner-by-chris-miller/

[tales-from-the-diner]

I- I’ve been onioned-

Ok so, we get an employee meal for every shift we do cause it’s a diner and we work through lunch n dinner

I’m a smol bean, and with my medical issues I can’t eat much, so I always just get a dessert or a couple of sides. Tonight I got an appetizer of onion rings. That means 8

I got 23! One short of being 3x the normal amount!

Idk what I’m supposed to do with all of these. Use them as projectiles when the possums try to eat my tomato plants???

I- part of me wants to figure out who gave me all of these, but it had to have been Nyx or Johnathan. Nyx has a history of onioning me, just because he can, but he was in the dish room all night as far as I could tell?? That would leave Johnathan, but I swear he doesn’t like me that much. I’m just the small annoying child to him that sometimes gives him brownies

I guess Ima be eating onion rings for the next week