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Dead Man's Diner pt5
Danny groggily propped himself up as he heard the loud bang of his door being thrown open
"DANIEL VLADIMIR FENTON!"
Blinking a few times to get the sleep out of his eyes, Danny glared at Tucker, "Middle name? Really?" He hated it, so very much, hated that he thought it was cool when he was a kid, and hated it so much more after the portal incident, it wasn't enough for his parents to have Vlad be his godfather, Danny's middle name had to be that fruitloops as well.
Damn his parents for being such caring friends.
Tucker met Danny's glare as he crossed his arms in the doorway into Danny's room
He would cut an intimidating figure if Danny didn't know him, suit and tie perfectly pressed with a PDA held in one hand.
"I know you said that you got the Bats at the diner place thingy you are working at now last night, but did you have to call them out? Red Robin and Oracle have been trying to track you for the last 5 hours, I have had to summon Technus in the WE employee bathrooms! Thank God Mr Wayne included baby changing stations in each stall or I would have had to carve a sigil into the fucking wall! And I think *he* bricked the Batcomputor!" Tucker screeched as he paced the clear area of Danny's messy room
Scrubbing at his eyes, Danny sat up fully, more awake than he was a minute ago, "S-sorry? Didn't really think about them being sore bitches about it, I tagged them like once and set it online, they probably get hundreds of tags an hour. How was is supposed to know that they would read it?"
Tucker snarled, holding out his PDA for Danny to see "Not just Nightwing and Red Robin, half the God damn Young Justice team, The Titans are all over Nightwing, and all the rest of the bats are laughing their asses off! Look!"
<@Superboy_(the_hot_one)
[@not-that-red-robin.real wow Rob, if I knew u were broke I would have have asked Lexie to give u some cash]
<@Beep-Beep!_(official-Impluse)
[ @not-that-red-robin.real that's not very lit fam Gucci of u RR not very rizztastic and definitely isn't skibidi
@living-legend(Yes_that_wondergirl)
<@not-that-red-robin.real for fucking shame Red Themyscira has laws for bitches like you comere I am gonna cut off your thumbs.
Letting out a laugh, Danny was grinning as he scrolled through to Nightwings part.
<@theonetrueblueborg
[@.realwing: it's giving "my daddys rich and will take the bill" wing]
<@veggiemonster
[@.realwing: bro
:BRO
:Broooooooooooo]
<@Goth (Taylor's version)
[@.realwing: shame.]
Danny was full on laughing now, ad from what he could see through tears, so was Tucker, standing up with a weaze, "O-oh my Ancients....ugh t-that is just great"
Letting out a few more chuckles, Danny handded the PDA over to his friend, "I am sorry about getting the Bats aware of me, but I am not sorry for calling them toxic thinks."
Tucker sighed, running his forehead but still had a smile on his face, "You do know #NightwingsAssIsCancelled is trending right now?"
Danny couldn't hold back the cackle that shot through him at that.
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Tim held his head in his hands, above him was his laptop, cycling through rebooting and then crashing, it had been five minutes so far, and if the last cycle had told him anything it would be up to that for another five minutes.
Groaning, Tim dragged himself up, he hadn't slept much last night, spending most of it trying (and failing) to get any information on the employee of Big C's, Danny nolastname he could find.
That was part of the problem, anytime he got even a smidgen close, it was like someone bitchsmacked him away. Even Babs was having trouble, she got a single thing before getting locked out of her own systems with baby shark playing on loop through her speakers.
He didn't know what to feel, humiliated that he was being actively cock blocked for information or excited since this is the first time in a while something was so difficult! The bear fact that he was being blocked so hard meant that there was something to block with this kid!
Stumbling down to the dining room, Tim didnt spare the table of his family a glance until he had gotten the pre-made cup of coffee from Alfred, letting the bitter drink wake him fully.
Finally turning to the family at large, he saw Bruce doing his best impression of a stone statue (Normal Damian was openingly glaring at him (slightly less normal), Dick was face down in a bowl of cereal (vaugly normal) and Cass was giggling while putting clips and sparkling things into Dicks hair (okay back to normal again)
Sitting in his spot across from Damian, Tim sighed, which seemed to be enough for Damian to go off on him.
"Are we paupers Drake? Has the CEO position at WE pay so little? And what of your own company? I was unaware that Drake Industries has fallen on such hard times!" Damians words rolled out like a lazy river, smooth and uncaringly cold.
"Oh my God, I am already planning on going back tonight and settling the fucking tab Dami, lay off it." Getting the expected "language" statement from both Bruce and Alfred, Tim drained his coffee cup, not so slamming it down but close to it before Damian could respond.
Eyes shooting to Bruce he huffed, "Meeting. Vlad Masters. One ish hours away."
Bruce's eyes shot to Alfred who only raised a brow at the two and Bruce stiffened "We can speak later in my Study Tim, eat something other than coffee and we can go do that." Getting a nod from Alfred, Bruce seemed to deflate with a sigh.
Grumbling, Tim picked at the plate of food Alfred placed in front of him, before forcing himself to eat, he would need energy more than coffee.
After managing to finish half his plate, Tim stood, "Come on, I need yo clue you in to somethings I was researching last night B..."
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Bruce stayed silent as he sat down in his office, a tablet on his lap as he went through the test results once again.
"...are you saying me and Dick had Lazarus water laden food last night?" Tim said with frigid calmness
Biting back the urge to clam up and try and keep his son from worrying, Bruce nodded, "Trace amounts yes, I am unsure of its origins, the samples I was able to pull were much more pure than we are used to. How are you feeling?"
He watched as Tim held his face in his hands, massaging his temples before speaking, "Fine really? A little tired, appetite isn't there but that's normal...been feeling a strange sensation in my side but that is just likely phantom pain."
Noting everything down, Bruce nodded slowly, "Dick mentioned that he was still full feeling after a night's sleep and that some old wounds were feeling strange, I can only assume you are feeling your splenectomy scar?"
Sighing at Tim's agreement, Bruce noted a few more things down, making holding the last line to ask Damian if he had any knowledge on eating food effected by the pits, and another one not to tell Jason about this all in case it triggers something in him
"Putting that aside, B, what about Masters? Vladco makes medical stuff right? Shady business practices?" Bruce gave a grunt, switching the tabs on his pad to show him thr information on Vladimir Masters.
"Age 48, male, standing 6'1, weighs about 180, doctorate in theoretical quantum mechanics, had a lab incident preparing for a theise that left him hospitalized for some time, after he recovered and graduated is when his suspected criminal activities began, since then he has had several business owners simply sign their lively hoods to him...I suspect he is Meta with some sort of mind control abilities, the lab accident would make sense in awakening his Mets gene."
Bruce spoke as he handed the tablet over to Tim, "He sponsors several scientists with various types of study, two that stick out are Doctors Fenton and CADMUS."
Tim pulled a face as he followed along through the tabs of research "CADMUS? Really? So we are looking at some Midwestern millionaire that is totally not a supervillian in the making...what's up with the Fentons?" Handing the tablet back Tim flopped down into the chair opposite to Bruce.
"I am trying to figure that out, so far I know they went to school with Masters, and were there with him during the lab accident, the continual funding Masters is giving them makes me suspect they are just as involved in what ever Masters is to to..." Bruce was going to continue when there was a knock on the study door, and Alfred poked his head in.
"If you wish to be on time to your meeting, I would suggest Master Timothy get dressed now so you both might be in the car while I drive it to Wanye Towers."
Bruce frowned, but nodded, giving time a small smirk as the teen begins to realize he is just in a winkled t shirt that Bruce was 95% sure was Conners, and a pair of shorts that Bruce was very sure were Barts.
#batman#batfam#danny is a little shit#dc x dp#dpxdc#tim drake#danny phantom#dp x dc crossover#ghost king danny#toxic twinks#damian makes an appearance#cassandra cain#she is best girl#summoning tech spirits at your work places bathroom#b:the fentons are clearly mad scientists#danny:okay so you are right but also no#damain read Tim for filth#bruce is so done#Dead Man's Diner
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Don Balsam ref I? I think?
Cant believe the mafia version got a “ref” before his actual one LOL.
Balsam has a powerful hand in the medical field in his part of the city and some parts outside it depending on alliances. If an unfamiliar subordinate ends up in one of "his" facilities, it's not uncommon to hear from a another boss or even a Don looking for "cures" for their family who got in a pretty bad tussle. Don Bal doesn't really show himself in public unless it's to visit his favorite diner—or his favorite waitress, and meet for business. People who know his practices well nicknamed him "The Doctor.”
#I drew this instead of sleeping#my art#sans#sans au#undertale au#caycantdoodle#horrorfell sans#Balsam Sans#Bal Sans#MHF Sans#mafia horror fell#Balsam has to concentrate to transition his magic to it’s healing properties.#his magic is scarce and he has to rest constantly to build y#it’s how he can distinguish his drugs from good and bad#Lex works at the diner and is a hard working waitress#he makes sure she’s taken care of.#he’s offered her several medicines for injuries from work#very protective of his business and willing to threaten big families
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fan- short for the word fanatic fantastic.
#ts4#the sims 4#ts4 edit#the sims 4 edit#ts4 gameplay#GIVING ROSE THE LOVE SHE DESERVES#(i literally have only seen the dlc so if she really is psycho my b)#meet rosie gold a hard working diner owner#and her bf Rider Sleep#a struggling writer mooching off his gf until he gets his book deal#:)
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What if for a moment
Steve Harrington x female!reader
Contains: drinking and being hungover, flirting, "unrequited" love (its not unrequited its just fear of change), female!reader wearing a bra, getting together, Steve calls reader "Honey", references reader (and Robin) stealing Steve's clothes.
18+ only
Your conscious slowly wakes up. Your head pounding, spinning even as you lay still. You inhale slowly, trying to steady yourself. Trying to remember what happened last night. The scent of Steve's cologne permeates your senses.
It's calming, albeit a little confusing. You start to open your eyes, but the light causes your head to hurt worse. You scrunch your eyes shut and shift in the bed. Moving causes you to notice the weight of something wrapped around your waist.
Your eyes snap open, Steve's sleeping face laid on the pillow next to yours. His arm wrapped around you, holding you close.
He looks so soft like this, so vulnerable. Hair messed up, sticking up in all directions. The subtle tension he holds in his eyebrows is gone, not a line of worry or stress on his face. His lips are slightly parted, soft exhales escaping along with a hint of drool.
You can feel your face warm. It takes everything in you not to fidget, you don't want to wake him up. You feel you shouldn't see him in such a state.
You've been friends for years, but waking up in bed like this? It's too much. Too...intimate.
You close your eyes, and for a moment, imagine this is normal.
What if those years ago, you didn't dismiss Steve asking you on a date because you thought it was a joke. What if at the last party, when you kissed, you didn't pretend nothing had happened the next day like you had the last five times it happened. What if you were honest about your feelings, your unfading love for him. What if you weren't afraid and took that leap?
You think it would be like this. Waking up wrapped in the embrace of your love. Soft smiles and kisses. You can see it clearly, you laughing as you push away, claiming you needed to brush your teeth. Steve would pull you closer and kiss all over your face. You would kiss back, brushing your teeth all but forgotten.
You'd make breakfast together. Hands reaching out and gently touching each other as you moved about the kitchen. He'd come up behind you, hands on your hips, pulling you into him. He'd gently sway with you to music, whether he hums a song or it's playing on the radio.
You'd giggle and turn so you could wrap your arms around him. You'd watch a smile spread across his face, corners of his eyes wrinkling from how wide he's smiling. Your eyes would dart down, you'd like your lips. You'd both be smiling, trying to purse your lips enough as you'd go to kiss-
"You're staring," Steve mumbles, snapping you out of your thoughts. He moves his hand off your waist and rubs his eyes. "Sorry," you whisper, feeling embarrassed at being caught.
"Don't be. I like it." Steve grins slightly at you before stretching," What time is it?". Your heart is beating faster- he likes it!- as you turn to look at the clock. You can't tell if he actually means it and is flirting or if he's just charismatic.
You told Robin that once. She stared at you for a full minute before calling you an idiot and walking away.
"It's almost ten," You sit up. The blanket tumbles down as you stretch your arms. You can hear Steve's sharp inhale. Your eyes snap to look at him. His mouth is slightly open, eyes wide, as he stares at your chest.
You look down, seeing your bright red bra. "Oh my god," you snatch the blanket up, covering yourself instantly. You hide your face behind the blanket, only your wide eyes visible. "Sorry!" You both exclaim in unison.
Steve clears his throat as his eyes dart off to the side, scratching at his cheek absently," You, uh, have nothing to be sorry for. It's a good color on you. You look good- great! Great just lovely-" Steve winces," I'm gonna stop talking now."
"Uh thanks...where's my shirt?" You ask softly. You like that Steve seems flustered, that he likes what he sees. But you also want to jump out the window and run down the street to get out of his sight. Yes, you've imagined him seeing you like this, but not in this context. This is just embarrassing.
"Uh...let me think," Steve's brow furrows as he frowns. "We were at a bar..."
"Celebrating Eddie's new job." You supply. You remember this clearly. Trying a fruity drink with Robin, doing shots as a group, getting your usual drink. It gets a bit fuzzy as the night goes on.
"Yeah yeah...did some shots, which damn i do not remember feeling this bad the day after." "Yeah, no, me neither."
Steve hums," There was a fight right?" "Oh yeah!" It's like watching a movie as the memory comes back. Two idiots at the bar started fighting, a glass getting thrown near you. Steve had pushed you behind him defensively. He was tense and ready to fight if need be, but you were more focused on how his ass popped in those jeans. You could not tell him that. But what happened next-
"Hopper showed up. He sighed real heavily when he saw us, cause we were drunker then a skunk." You chuckle slightly remembering his disapproving face.
Steve snaps his fingers and points at you," Yes! He took us home. Dropped Eddie off first, then Robin." You nod in agreement.
Steve pauses, looking at you as if he can see through the blanket you were hiding behind," Do you remember what happened in the car?" "No?!" Your voice comes out strangled, "Why, what happened?" Steve's face flushes and he looks away," Don't worry about it."
Then it hits you. You can see it all clearly. Like the last few times yall had drank together, you kissed Steve. Or Steve kissed you, you don't remember that part clearly. But you can remember his lips on yours. His hands running up your sides, you practically climbing on top of him. "Hey hey hey!" Hopper yelled. The slam of the brakes threw you off of Steve and against the front seats. "Don't you dare have sex in my car!"
You want to scream. Of course you kissed Steve, again, but in front of Hopper? With his disappointed angry dad vibes? You have to leave town and assume a fake identity, you can never face Hopper again.
"Well we made it home," Steve announces," And you said you were tired." You clear your throat. You had said that. Practically fell on your way up the stairs, Steve stumbling behind you trying to help.
"And we came in here and got in bed," you look around Steve's room and see your shirt crushed on the floor," I said I was hot and threw my shirt." "Yeah, and then you passed out. Not like actually passed out, you just said good night and went to sleep."
Steve gets out of bed, groaning slightly as his back and knees crack, mumbling something about "in my twenties...damn upside down.."
His feet make light sounds as he pads over to your shirt. When he bends to grab it you do NOT watch his ass. You don't dart your eyes to the ceiling as soon as he stands.
Steve tosses your shirt at you, hitting you in the face. "Get dressed, I'll make breakfast. If you want to wear something else, feel free to steal something." "It's not stealing if you give me permission." Steve scoffs," I'll never see it again, between you and Robin it's a wonder i have any clothes at all."
You hold your middle finger up at Steve's retreating form. The door shuts with a quiet click and you can hear him make his way down the stairs. You swing your legs out of the bed and slowly stand.
You pad over to his dresser. There are many things covering the top. A trophy from baseball, crumpled dollar bills and some loose change, a mini calender, and some folded clean clothes. You pick up the sweatshirt and watch as something flutters to the ground.
You look down at the picture looking up at you. Jonathan must have taken it at the last get together when you were drunk. Steve's arm is slung over your shoulders, he's staring down at you. You're leaning into him, arms wrapping around his middle. Your smile is wide. You look so happy to be there. And Steve looks at you with-
You inhale. Love. Adoration. The look on Steve's face.
You weren't looking into things. He wasn't just kissing you when you were drunk because he didn't want to make you sad or because he was horny. He was kissing you because he wanted to. He has been flirting. Robin was right, you were an idiot
You throw the sweatshirt on and practically run down the stairs. "Whoa, where's the fire?" Steve calls from the kitchen. You rush in, colliding with him as he's walking out. You almost fall, Steve's large hands grasping you to steady you. Your hands grasp his shoulders.
Steve's eyes dart all over your face. "What-"
"I remember. In the car." You blurt out. Steve's eyes widen slightly as he blinks at you. He licks his lips, your eyes focusing in on the movement,"You do?"
"I said I didn't cause I thought that you'd regret it. That you were just appeasing me. But you weren't, were you?" You bite your lip. Steve lifts a hand to rest on your cheek, thumb lightly pulling your lip out of your mouth, "I wasn't appeasing you, I wanted to kiss you."
"Yeah?" "Yeah, Honey." "Do you still want to?" Steve grins at your question. His thumb retreats from your lip, hand on your cheek holding you steady as he leans in. His lips are just millimeters away, you can feel the warmth of his breath. He pauses for a moment, as if to give you a chance to change your mind.
You surge forward kissing him. His lips are so soft against yours. Steve groans slightly as he deepens the kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck, hand finding his hair and carding through it. He yanks you closer to him, flush to his body.
You feel a jolt of energy down your spine, a warmth spreading throughout. You moan slightly, and Steve wastes no time. His tongue enters your mouth, brushing against yours.
You weren't expecting it but you melt into his touch. You press closer into him, gasping lightly. Steve groans into the kiss before pulling back to catch his breath. Your brain has turned to mush as you look at his slightly swollen lips and his face that's flushed.
You pant lightly as you look up at him," I'm sorry it took so long for me to say it." "I could have too, I'm sorry I didn't Honey. Thought you knew." Steve moves his thumb back and forth on your cheek. It's comforting but sends a thrill down your spine. You can feel his chest expand against yours with every inhale he takes. You can feel his hardness pressed against you, making you weak in the knees.
"You're staring again," Steve murmurs. "Sorry." "Don't be, I like it." Steve repeats. "I like you. A lot. Like like. I also like kissing you," you start to ramble but stop when Steve chuckles.
"I like kissing you too. You know what? All that time we spent apart just makes this so much sweeter. And uh if I knew at the end of the day, that by waiting I'd get to have you? I'd wait for eternity. Even if I could be with you for only one moment. Because one moment with you surpasses all the moments without. You're worth it."
You blink up at Steve as he looks away," Is...is that too much?" "No Steve. It's perfect, you're perfect for me." You kiss him lightly, heart beating fast. Because you don't want to miss this moment with him. As he said, one moment with him surpasses all without.
And you know without a shadow of a doubt that you love Steve. You always have and you always will.
#The fire alarm goes off and Steve jumps so high#He forgot about the breakfast he started cooking for you and felt real bad as you opened a window to let smoke out#He ends up just taking you to a diner where you get waffles and he gets pancakes which you both share to get “the best of both worlds”#Really you couldn't decide which you wanted but Steve was more then glad to share to make you happy#Even if he ordered the one he likes least it was worth it to see you smile at him#At work the next day Steve is all happy and sighing and smiling looking off into the distance and she's just standing there like okay spill#Robin is giddy because FINALLY but also because Nancy owes her ten bucks#steve harrington x reader#Steve Harrington/reader#Steve Harrington x you#Steve Harrington/you#steve harrington x female!reader#Jade is Talking#Stranger Things#This is the one that won the poll actually the best friend part really got cut except for one line so huh
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Also like, additionally
Your Blue is an amazing design, he can literally be your oc if you don't draw him in the canon yb outfit, literally he can be!!!
People had turned their au designs for official media into ocs for AGES, so don't feel tied down, do what you want and fuck the people who are miserable af
HELL YEAH
tbh my au's are so far removed from the game atp that the only way you can like associate them is Peter's heart emblem.
not sure if I ever posted this (it's a few months old), but they're my newer designs for all them? mainly did it because the old ones are horrendous.
But yeah, might rename them too :P. Peter will stay though, it's such a cute name
#the basic premise is similar ig?#Lucy and Jay are roommates. Jay's kid Mona lives there too (she's like 17)#Mona works at the diner instead and is close with Tk (they're probably 18/19 in this one)#Jay and Don are close. probably fucked once.#Jay's kinda like a father figure to Lucy?#Tk#Lucy#Peter#Jay#Mona#Yb#yb fanart#redesigns#asks#my art#your boyfriend game#yb game#yb peter#void#your boyfriend peter#peter dunbar#peter yb
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you know, in retrospect, listening to this week’s episode while I’m going out for lunch probably wasn’t a great idea
#i’m uh… going to wait a bit before I eat I guess#i find it curious that this guy managed to get out of the diner just by sheer force of will. he didn��t exactly *escape*#but he did get out of the place as opposed to all the other patrons. so then people *can* escape the compulsion with enough determination?#as for everything else — Sam and Alice are getting along again!!! oh thank god I’m so relieved!!#they did get traumatised by Colin and his hammer but you know. worth it#oh Colin… you did everything you could man I’m so sorry you failed#i wonder if the servers are working like that cursed table in TMA. keeping the entity locked down in a way?#if so then Lena is right to act like she does. destroying the servers could make everything a lot worse#curious that Celia’s displacement coincided with Colin’s attack… hmm…#the magnus protocol#tmagp#tmagp spoilers#tmagp 25
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baby eddie and his parents :) from how i often imagine them
(i gave up on al cause he sucks)
#digital art#art#sketch#free draw#stranger things#eddie munson#al munson#love the idea of eddie sitting at the diner while his mom works#and she would have an amy winehouse type beehive#i also think eddie would have a rat tail >:)
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I know in my heart Sam and Jess bullied each other so hard
#sam winchester#jessica moore#samjess#supernatural#spn#stanford era#affectionately obvi#there’s just no way I buy their relationship wasn’t built on a foundation of constantly ribbing each other#Sam’s the bitchiest bitch around and Jess has a phd in sarcasm#but Sam’s also the gentlest sap in town and Jess is generous and thoughtful#jess said ‘get you a man that can do both’ and then mercilessly teased him#and sam said ‘she’s so pretty and mean to me <3’ then promptly fell in love#you have to understand that in my head jess and Sam met before Brady introduced them#Sam was working graveyards at a local diner and having a particularly bad night. jess was at said diner with her friends.#Sam’s a little too snarky and Jess says something that rubs him the wrong way. they do Not like each other#sam was just ‘that jackass waiter from a few months back’ and jess was ‘some rich bitch probably living off daddy’s trust fund’#and then Brady introduces them and it’s like ‘oh great it’s YOU 🙄’ but the more they talk and joke it’s like ‘oh great it’s YOU 🥰’#and they’re so cute and soft. the real It Couple of Stanford’s weirdos™️ (affectionate)#but they also make jabs left and right and roast the shit out of each other#not everyone knows they’re joking#it’s a confusing dynamic for everyone else but that just makes it even more enjoyable for sam and Jess#this is all right and true To Me
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In a perfect world where I would work for fun I genuinely would like to work in food service, I like doing repetitive tasks that I know will make someone's day better by feeding them. But unfortunately since managers know that you work food service because you need money to survive I avoid food service jobs like the plague.
#I really liked making salads and taking orders it was fun 2 me#the shit part was not being alowed to sit and one of the assistant managers just hating my guts bc she thought I was annoying#🪼#MAN I would have so much fun a lot of the time working at my diner job#especially when I would be helping out other people and making jokes to cheer them up u_u teamwork style#and my older coworkers were so funny. I feel bad that they're still working there bc they don't have any other options
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Diner AU - Scrambled Eggs
I was debating on whether to go with another drabble about the Diner AU (and which one) or to post something completely different (from another AU). I'm deciding on this because my backlog of things is plentiful but also I have to clean them up a lil. Have some Komaru and Makoto (with Byakuya and Shuichi cameos) + some Komahina permeating throughout.
“Komaeda, I swear to God, you better order. You’ve been here for hours and haven’t eaten anything.”
“Or what?” The white-haired male grins, all innocently sharp, but he knows better. The absolute nerve of this guy! “That doesn’t seem very server-like of you, Hinata.”
“I’ll show you server-like!” He growls, and he’s about to grab Komaeda by his shirt when he gets bonked upside the head.
“Hey, no abusing the customers, you uncultured swine.” Togami scolds. He notices said customer and quickly adds, “Even if it is Komaeda.”
“Ah, Togami! I apologize profusely on behalf of Hajime’s behaviour.”
“What the hell, Nagito!?”
Togami fixes the brunette with a glare. “Hinata, quit it.”
A couple feet away, Komaru tilts her head at the exchange. She immediately scurries into the back, where she knows her brother is at the moment. “Um, Makoto?”
Makoto hums, balancing a plate in both hands, and they walk and talk. “What’s up, Komaru?”
“I’ve never seen Hajime less than civil before. I know he can get angry, but I’ve never seen him outright attack someone.”
Her brother pauses and blinks at her. She stares back, confused.
He starts chuckling.
“H-hey, what’s so funny? Isn’t this really concerning…?”
“No- ha!-, you’re absolutely right, I’m sorry for laughing- here’s your order! Enjoy!-, I just realized who you were talking about. Hajime and Nagito, right?”
“Ah, sorry!”
They both move out of Shuichi’s way, who nearly collides a glass of juice into them. She rights the glass. Shuichi gives her a nod in gratitude.
Makoto slides into a chair when all the customers are happily munching along. “Phew! I really needed this break. Thank goodness the lunch hour is all over.” Makoto chuckles. “So, you wanna talk about Nagito, right?”
Komaru nods.
“I’m not really sure what’s going on, but I just know they weren’t always like that? When Hajime first started, they were pretty civil. At some point, something happened? And now they’re at each other’s throats.”
She looks over at the table, the way Hajime is leering at the white-haired guy “Nagito”. How the other gives him a calm smile and half-lidded eyes. How Hajime notices and immediately turns away, with… wait, is he blushing?
Holy shit, Touko would call her delusional, and a mangaka, but-
“Oh, I get it now!”
“Hmm?" Makoto scratches his cheek. “You… ‘get it’? Did you notice something I don’t?”
She snorts. It’s only an assumption, but… “Yeah, you’re pretty oblivious, big bro.” When she spots Makoto’s concerned frown, she stops the teasing. “I think they’ll be able to work it out.”
Her brother lets out a sigh of relief. “That’s good to hear. I don’t know how you can tell, but you were always better than me about this stuff. Nagito’s… interesting… but he seems like a genuinely decent guy.”
#diner au#dr diner au#danganronpa#dr1#sdr2#drv3#nagito komaeda#byakuya togami#hajime hinata#makoto naegi#komaru naegi#shuichi saihara#i lowkey thought about the shift schedule between the protags#kaede + makoto share shifts often#komaru + hajime dont share shifts often (schedules don't align usually)#komaru isn't working today btw she's just there saying hi to makoto#she was nearby#protag boys scheds just lined up today (it's a weekend)#drabbles
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I was suddenly reminded of one of my other favourite films, Waitress, and then my brain suddenly thought Waitress AU with Steve who's the doctor who looks after you through your pregnancy (spoiler alert for the film for anyone who hasn't seen it) but instead of it ending the way the film does, perhaps they do get together in the end?
#I'm not making any promises..but my brain...she do be thinking about this..#Maybe Billy Hargrove as the horrible husband..and perhaps working in the diner with Robin and Nancy...#My brain is cooking up an idea... Leave it with me...#jammy blogs#Steve Harrington x reader
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i need them to put eddie in a coma so he can have his own little coma dream realization
#like can you imagine#maybe he didnt reenlist#maybe hes got that perfect little romantic life he keeps thinking he had with shannon#maybe they stayed in el paso#or the three of them moved to la together when shannons mom got sick#and maybe eddie isnt a firefighter maybe he went into contracting or landscaping because he likes to work with his hands#or maybe he went into nursing because he likes helping people#but hes living a perfect little life with a son and wife and their white picket fence but he cant shake the feeling that something is wrong#he pulls aside for a firetruck on his way to work and something about it makes him feel funny like he misses something#and so he asks shannon when he gets home#hey did i ever apply to the fire academy#and she says no why would you have done that?? as she places a warmed frozen lasagna down on the diner table#he watches chris pick at his plate and swears that chris loved lasagna#and maybe hes out on his lunch break at the park and he hears a woman cry and run to find a man collapsed on the ground and shes panicking#so he tells her to call 911 and he starts compressions#the fire department shows up and hen and chim take his place and he fills them in before stepping back#youre good under pressure buck says from beside him#and eddie just kinda looks at him for a second because#he feels right#this feels right#being right here beside this man with a crooked grin on his face feels right#but eddie just shrugs and says well i was in the army kinda came with the territory#and then bobbys voice crackles through the radio buck i told you to stop flirting on calls get in the truck now#and buck returns an ay ay captain and winks at eddie before hopping in the firetruck#he watches engine 118 drive away and thinks he should be right next to buck in that truck#okay i got carried away but i need it#like there are so many possibilities for eddie coma dream and like#tim listen to me i need you to do think i need eddie to be put into a coma so he can realize that his life now is everything hes needed
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quick oc sketch bc i can
#just trying to practice cooking poses tbh#ive been trying to work on a little teaser chapter about her and im super excited! if i can get it done#but rn she and the other characters are just living in my brain. taking up space#vampire diner#<----that's the tag to block if you don't wanna see oc stuff lol#she can't eat human food but her sense of smell is heightened so i imagine it's both pleasant and a little torturous if she's cooking some#thing good
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@/ficwip word game: air! it turns out I rarely use the word air, but I found one use and it was in the sapphic skz au, so here's yet another little snippet:
The air conditioner has been broken since last summer and the owner keeps claiming he'll get it fixed but hasn't. It's become an accepted fact that it's never going to be fixed, instead they're forced to leave the doors wide open and have multiple fans whirring which does nothing to combat the heat. Jeongin can feel the sweat building up on her forehead, she’s using one of the menus as a fan. They haven't had a single customer because it seems as if everyone in town has decided to be literally anywhere else. She wishes she wasn’t here. "I think I'm dying," Beomgyu whines as he slumps against the counter. "Good, die. Maybe then the owner will do something about the AC," Jeongin says, even though they both know that's not true.
#random facts: it's jeongin pov/centric! she and beomgyu are besties and work at a diner#foolish musings#foolish writing
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...hear me out hear me out hear me out
Decadent, peculiar voices, trashy outfits that are instantly iconic, camp entertainers, they both own haunted mansions... Also cleavage
They're the same person
#varric thetras#also their voices work perfectly for each other#imagine hawke entering his room at the hanged man and he suddenly goes 'I think my water broke'#'you don't look mad' 'it's the botox'#or the iconic cinderella scene at the diner but she starts by saying 'my money is on this being a trap'#(to clarify I'm referring to her roles lol not the person herself)#(because I'm hearing the sound of boxes of rotten tomatoes being carried outside my house)
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The problem with suffering from an Overactive Imagination is that I cannot handle even the slightest bit of scary. I watched a show in the middle of the day and now I’m hiding under the covers in fear (everyone knows blankets ward off evil) like I did when I was little (and still do but out of habit not really fear).
I’m actually being very brave about this.
#this is me#I have many fears and anxieties that come out at night#oh what was the show I was watching that caused this?#nancy drew cw#was it the ghosts? probably#was it the fact Nancy slept with someone and then we didnt see her wash her hands before working at a diner? maybe#she touched a locker door and then immediately touched food with her bare hands
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