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Brock Takeshi | 24 | Cook and Local Uniform Enthusiast

[nibblcs]

Any chance to preform made Nibs ecstatic. He loved the rush of being on stage and singing his heart out as he shredded his guitar. He didn’t know the birthday girl but she must be pretty important and well loved to have such a huge party and have The Lost Boys preform. He had a little bit before he had to be on stage so Nibs made his way to the food and drinks to get a snack. “There’s so much to choose from. I never expected to see so much food at a birthday party!”

[b-rocksteady]

Brock, fully knowing that cute people could be won over with food, had positioned himself near the snacks, a place that spoke to both of his main interests. He’d dance later, but for now? This boy was definitely in a band, and was talking about food. Excellent. “She really knew what she was doing,” he agreed, easily picking up a cupcake and offering it to the guy. “These are good, trust me.”

[lindsaybxtch]

@b-rocksteady​

“Hey…..I remember you!” Lindsay called out to the man in question, a smile on her face. Now normally when Lindsay acknowledged someone’s presence, she was wrong. But she was sure this time she was spot-on. “We went to middle school together! Todd, right?” She was so certain this man was him that she almost hugged him. “It’s been so long! How are you? Did you get tanner? Me too!”

[b-rocksteady]

Brock....felt himself wonder two things: if Todd was some white dude, and if it was worth it to pretend that he was Todd. After a moment, he decided he’d rather be liked as Brock instead. “Uh, Todd must be a handsome dude, but nope. I’m Brock. Been this tan since ever, too.”

[b-rocksteady]

Brock had a plan A and a plan B for this whole Secret Santa thing. Plan A was see if ‘Fifi’ thought he was cute, and then he was the whole present. If Fifi didn’t, Brock had also brought along very nice champagne and homemade candy, so that should get him some points. He’d found the place where they were working, since asking around hadn’t been hard, and he strolled in easily with a bow stuck on his chest and a bag in hand, and strolled up to the first cute person he saw.

“I really hope you’re Fifi, because if you are, you’re even more gorgeous than people were saying.”

@fifiafterdark​

[b-rocksteady]

fawn-goodwinn‌:

All she could do was laugh, maybe give a small shoulder shrug. “I think it’s all just a game of chance. I mean, one of these frogs has to turn into some sort of charming someday.” Teasing, her nose scrunched up to company the laugh she let out. “Thank you - people like to poke their jokes at how great fate worked with that name. Brock.. it’s nice to meet you! Can’t say that’s a name I hear often, but our generation does have some unique ones - I like it.” 

Brock laughed slightly at the comment on his name. “Yeah, you know, old story. Dad wanted to call me something cool like ‘Rock’, mom wanted a name that started with a ‘B’, Brock’s some old name that was kicking around, and they called it a win.” He wasn’t bothered by it, really. He just sounded a lot more like a frat boy half the time. “Don’t worry, I don’t joke about names. Nice to meet you too, though.” Super nice.

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[b-rocksteady]

fawn-goodwinn‌:

“They certainly deserve a lot more credit. I mean more thinking like if you kiss them you’ll get a prince charming sort of deal.” It was a childish thought, but Fawn couldn’t stop herself. As he called her cute again she laughed, looking down with a small warmth to her cheeks. Fawn was far too invested with her animals to participate in a healthy dating, and even flirting, life. So , it tended to catch her off guard from time to time. “Well, today’s you day buddy. I’m Fawn.” 

“Huh. I feel like the number of princes is a lot less than frogs, you’ll wanna be careful trying to find one that way,” Brock teased, even though he was bad to try and find things where there wasn’t anything all the time. “Fawn! That’s a good name for an animal lover.” Probably about as good as a nurse named Joy. He loved when names sort of matched what someone was like, unlike his own. “I’m Brock.”

[b-rocksteady]

softestpowerpuff‌:

“A lot of attention? Oh, I don’t know about that…” She wasn’t sure what kind of attention he meant but she could only assume it had something to do with his flirting. If that’s what it was, at least. She had trouble telling sometimes. “Annoying me? Of course not! Trust me, it takes like…. a lot to annoy me. Just being nice isn’t going to do it. That’s silly.”

Brock shrugged, a little thing. “Well, you never know. I know some people don’t like it when guys like me are so straight-forward.” He could, off the top of his head, name at least ten incidents of that within the past week, but oh well. “It’s nice to know where I’m sort of standing, though. Glad I’m not annoying.”

[b-rocksteady]

glittcrpines‌:

Mabel chewed on her lower lip, trying to conceal the wide grin to match his own, feeling like she could explode at any moment now but she would be a fool to turn down his offer. “Pshh, I mean, like, sure, yeah, since you’re offering! When we doin’ this thing? Like, tomorrow, Friday…right this very moment? I’m like, so good with whatever. I’m Brock-I mean! I mean, I-I’m not Brock, you’re Brock, obviously, like, clearly. You’re Brock, I’m Mabel…and I love sprinkles!”

Brock let himself laugh, though not meanly, at her little slip. There was something adorable about people getting flustered. “Well, Mabel, I was thinking right now if you’d like, but only if you’re not busy,” he answered. “I’m glad I know a sprinkle-lover when I see one! And probably a bunch of scoops.”

[b-rocksteady]

yabbadabbapebbles‌:

Pebbles was just trying to enjoy her morning coffee when the boy interrupted her racing thoughts. “That girl–” Pebbles turned her head slightly to look at the girl in question and frowned. “I don’t know. Never met her in my life.” The girl scrunched her nose. “Are you hitting on me after trying to ask me about another girl? Ugh. Men. I swear.” She took a sip of her drink. There was only one man she cared about and he probably only saw her as a friend. 

Brock shrugged. “I’m not one to narrow my options, but I’m sure that’s a no.” Too bad that his first question hadn’t gone anywhere, though, maybe the other girl might’ve actually let him flirt with her. “Aw, don’t get mad at men about it, I’m just a hopeless flirt.” Not that it ever got him anywhere, but he wasn’t about to stop trying in general.

[b-rocksteady]

glittcrpines‌:

Mabel was completely thrown off guard by this totally gorgeous stranger that just appeared out of nowhere, without a single warning, sure that she was ogling hardcore, but could you really blame her? Glancing over at the direction of the other he pointed out she tried to see if she could find anything that could indicate anything specific, ready to help him out despite not knowing her until he cut himself out, his next words causing her to internally squeal at herself. Holy fuck. “Hi.” Her voice came out weak and timid, and she felt like she could just melt on the spot. Was it getting hot in here? Oh wait, they were outside. “U-um, I think that cute girl might like ice cream?! I mean, like, who doesn’t like ice cream, amarite? I like ice cream. Too. Also.”

Brock grinned. This was already going over so well, he was really lucky today, huh? Well. At least right now he was, because this time his usual approach was actually working. About time, too. “Well, since I’m talking to you, I’m Brock and I would love to go get ice cream with you, if you want.” If she said no, that was okay, and if she said yes, he hadn’t had ice cream in a while, so it would be fun no matter how things went. If nothing else maybe he’d make a friend. “You look like you like sprinkles.”

[b-rocksteady]

judqhopps‌:

Laughing she listened at the attention turned to her, “Eating, I for sure enjoy food.” Judy wasn’t use to this type of flirting, up front with the intentions straight forward.

Brock smiled brightly. Food was something he was good at, especially for a woman in uniform. “Yeah? Got any favorites? A favorite cake, maybe? Like, carrot or wedding?” Okay, that was real stupid of him to say, but he couldn’t help it. He hadn’t been able to help it for years.

[b-rocksteady]

ruleboydiaz‌:

Marco looked up at the guy who had come up quickly, just eager enough to put him on edge, and god, he didn’t even want to glance over at Star just in case recognition was evident. Who else could the guy be talking about? Star was across the aisle chatting away with someone at a kiosk, probably securing a year’s worth of free product in tiny sample packages, or scaring the crap out of whoever was trying to sell it. There was never any in-between. “She, uh–” he started, glancing back in spite of himself, hands firmly shoved into his hoodie pockets. When he looked back at Brock his head whipped around fast, blinking rapidly. “Hi?” He bit the inside edge of his bottom lip. “Wh- uh. Which girl?”

Well, it had been a while since Brock had encountered someone who was going to be this level of shy, which was....really fucking cute but also something he knew to be careful with. As much as he liked to flirt, he didn’t actually want to make anyone too uncomfortable. “Well, it was that one blond girl over there, but I’m talking to you know, so. I’m Brock, and you’re?” He grinned, hoping it was sort of encouraging.

[b-rocksteady]

lindsaybxtch‌:

Lindsay was….doing Lindsay things and was so absorbed in her phone that she didn’t notice that someone was asking her something until at least a good minute after. “Oh! Ha. I don’t know who that cute girl is but she would probably love flowers. Everyone loves flowers! I love flowers! They are sooo pretty.”

Brock was surprisingly patient for the answer, but the fact she gave him a classic and answered both of his questions was perfect enough that it didn’t matter. “Flowers! Excellent choice. What are your favorite kinds?” Brock, of course, knew the basics, roses and sunflowers and daisies, but the chance to know someone’s favorites was very tempting.

[b-rocksteady]

uhhh-tina‌:

Oh, damn, a cute boy. It was like she was thirteen again every time she saw an attractive person and that was all she could focus on. At first, there was part of her that sunk a little when he was talking about some other girl. She was ready with a response, something like ‘no, but I sure know a lot about this cute girl’ but she didn’t even need it because it was apparently her lucky day. She flicked some hair over her shoulder. “Well, I’ve got a pretty long list of things I like. And right now you’re moving close to the top,” she said. “Hi, I’m Tina.” 

Brock had to laugh at her response, only because it was a lot smoother than he’d been expecting. Most people he did that to either thought he was weird or got flustered, so the little hair flip with that answer? Impressive. “Well, Tina, what else is close to the top of that list?” he had to ask, grinning. “I’m Brock.”

[b-rocksteady]

fawn-goodwinn‌:

“Oh… I mean, you’re right. A kind of cute that most of the time just gets completely looked over.” She sighed softly. As he pulled out a beanie she smiled warmly towards him. “That’s a rather sweet offer. I just worry about the little guys skin since that’s kinda how he breaths, and then the secretion to keep him safe. The pond really isn’t too far from here if you’d like to walk with me? I kinda have a way with animals, one in which I doubt he’ll be making a jump anywhere too far.” 

“Underappreciated cute, unlike people,” he confirmed with a nod, shrugging as he put the beanie away again. He wasn’t a frog expert, but at least he’d offered. “Sure, I can definitely walk with you, it’s not everyday I get to hang around with a cute girl who doesn’t mind frogs.” In any case, he’d be keeping an eye on the little guy just on the off chance something did happen and he could be impressive.

[b-rocksteady]

chaoticplagg‌:

For all he truly does believe the kid is too young for him, he was starting to win Plagg over.. Between that smile and talk of cheese.. How was he not supposed to be a little bit wooed? “Oh do you really now?” he asks, eyebrow raising as he seriously considers just biting the bullet and going on one dinner with the kid.

Well it looked like that old saying of the heart being through a man’s stomach was holding up, if the look in this guy’s eyes said anything. Good! One of the things Brock was good at. “Yeah, that’s what people say,” he confirmed with a smile. “I’m Brock, by the way.”

[b-rocksteady]

Get to know BROCK TAKESHI who’s TWENTY-FOUR years old and works as a COOK in town. He is from FLORIDA and is often times mistaken for BOO BOO STEWART while others say he reminds them of BROCK from POKEMON. 

uh oh here we go

if he breathes he’s a thot (but like for romance u feel)

he will flirt with anyone and everyone

and then he will extra flirt if someone is wearing anything that looks like a uniform. tbh if he even sees a name tag it’s over, but it’s always worse with nurses and cops and i’m sorry

used to work at his dad’s gym back in florida, but is way happier as a cook on corona because that’s what he loves to do

true love is a good meal dammit

will accept defeat on the flirting front but then will immediately move to treating the person he was flirting with as a sibling bc he’s got the room in his heart

it’s pretty hard to make him angry because he’s super chill, but he can’t handle people that are dicks for no reason, especially to animals

knows too many dad jokes and probably owns a dad hat that just says dad on it that he wears at work (or if he’s grilling because he thinks it’s hilarious)

will swing around to mature when the time calls for it, and is actually??? really good at giving advice???? a very helpful boy

spends as much time as he can outside because nature is beautiful because it made people

has a ‘cool rocks’ collection that he just...really likes

wanted connections

he’s probably flirted with your character already, treat that however you want

friendship is power