Hey Veggie I got another question- So before I started following you I did browse the bingle tag most of the time and I saw this bingle library AU? and another AU where both of them are single dads? I'm tryna find the single dad au one but is it alright if I have a summary of both aus?😅 If u don't mind of course! I'm just tryna see the other bingle content that I haven't seen
No problemo!
Library!AU, doesn't have a lot on Tumblr but I do have a lot of thoughts on it. The main idea is a handful of the Egos working at a library. Google is in charge of the Adult section while Bing is in charge of the Children section. Google has an obvious crush that he's teased for. I actually have part of the first chapter of the story written XD
SingleDadGoogle!AU involves Google being the single parent of toddler Chase after his brother Oliver (yellow Google) passes away in a car accident. Google works for Dark's company and Bing is one of the head workers for the daycare service that is provided there. It's mainly the Septiceyes as little kids with Ipliers as the parents with Yandere being the adopted teenage daughter of Wilford as an exception. This is also before we had the battleboys/Mad in our lives so they don't have a part in this AU...yet
West City Public Library, Part 33: Only In Self Defense
Summary: Goku is hired to teach a self defense class for WCPL’s teen program.
Word Count: 991
Notes: ngl, this doesn’t have a lot of point outside of looking at Goku and Piccolo’s relationship from Goku’s point of view. Also when I was in high school this was one of the things my library’s teen department did one time.
"No, see," Goku said, "that leaves you open to an attack here." He swung a hand slowly towards Cabba's side, gently tapping it. At full power, he could've seriously hurt him, maybe even broken a few ribs, but this was a self defense class, not a tournament or a fight for his life. There was no reason to hurt anyone--and if he did, he'd be in serious trouble. "Move your right arm down just--yeah, like that, you've got it."
When Roshi had told him that the public library's youth department had called, asking for someone to teach a class on self defense for their teen program, Goku had been more than a little apprehensive. Teenagers weren't his strong suit--he worked best with kids. That was how he'd wound up teaching all the after-school karate programs that the Turtle School of Martial Arts ran. Besides that, he knew the guy that ran the youth department, and they weren't exactly friends.
So far so good, though. There were only a handful of students, and most of them listened well. Cabba and his two friends, Kale and Caulifla, were the most proficient so far, or at least they made the fewest amateur mistakes. Goku wouldn't have been surprised if they already had some kind of formal training.
As for Piccolo...
When Goku arrived at the library to get ready, he'd been informed that there would be a member of library staff in the program room with him at all times. That was fine by him. As long as they didn't get in the way of the lesson, he didn't mind people watching. And so far, Piccolo had stayed totally out of Goku's way. He hung at the back of the room, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, glaring daggers at Goku the entire time. Goku got the feeling that Piccolo hadn't been the one to choose the Turtle School for the program. He didn't seem to want Goku there at all.
Well, there wasn't a lot Piccolo could do about it, so he'd just have to suck it up.
"Hey, Sensei, check this out!" Caulifla said. She and Kale were squaring off, and as Goku turned to watch she grabbed for Kale, who ducked under her arm and sprinted for the door. Caulifla turned to Goku with a grin. "Nailed it, right?"
Goku brightened. "Hey, great job! Kale, c'mon back now. Let me see that again."
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"Here's the thing," Goku continued. He had the teens assembled in a line to address them properly for the end of the lesson. "What you learned here today is only to be used to defend yourself against an attack. Don't think you can go taking down thugs and purse-snatchers just because you've had a single martial arts class. The last thing the Turtle School wants is for anyone to get hurt. Use the techniques I taught you today, and you should be able to defend yourself. But that's the thing: only self defense. Understand?"
Most of them nodded, a few rolling their eyes. Goku resisted the urge to sigh. There were always those few who thought they were too cool for everything, weren't there. "Okay, class dismissed! Remember, you can always check out the Turtle School of Martial Arts if you're interested in learning more advanced moves!"
"You're good with them."
Goku turned at Piccolo's voice. He wasn't looking at Goku, instead watching the teenagers get their things and leave in small groups. Cabba grabbed a pamphlet for the Turtle School on his way out the door, and Goku smiled proudly before answering Piccolo. "They weren't so bad. I'm better with the littler guys, but these ones listened, which was nice."
Piccolo snorted. "For once. I've never seen Caulifla actually give a shit about anything here. I'm pretty sure she only comes because her girlfriend does." He looked sidelong at Goku. "Do you believe that?"
"What?" Goku asked. "That Caulifla only comes to the teen programs because Kale does? Yeah, I can see--"
"Not that." Piccolo closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You give me a headache. The self defense crap. That martial arts is only for self defense. Don't you feel like a hypocrite telling kids that?"
Goku shook his head. "I know what you're talking about," he said, "and to be fair, Roshi told me the exact same thing. I was just a dumbass kid who thought the rules didn't have to apply to me because I was so good."
Piccolo cracked a smile. "And you're so modest, too."
"No point being modest when being honest is better!" Goku laughed. "Besides, it--" He faltered. He'd been about to say that it all worked out, in the end, but Piccolo was the last person he should be saying that to. Back when he was younger, when he didn't have a family to worry about, he'd been a pretty reckless kid. (Roshi and Chi-Chi would probably say he was still reckless, but what did they know?) He tried to do the right thing, but it was always pretty recklessly. And because of his reckless good-doing, Piccolo was alone.
Goku was a lot of things, but he wasn't stupid. He knew what he'd cost Piccolo. It had to happen--Piccolo's family was a menace to society, a bunch of serial robbers and murderers. But he also knew why Piccolo was still so angry at him for it. What he didn't know was what to do about it.
He patted Piccolo on the shoulder and walked away. "Well, see you."
"Wait." Piccolo had his arms crossed, and he wasn't looking at Goku. "I...have been doing some thinking," he said. "I don't...hm. I don't think I blame you as much as I used to. But quite frankly that's the best I can do for now."
Goku beamed at him. "Hey, it's progress, right? And who knows? Maybe someday we'll actually be friends?"
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There will be a mark to delineate the smut from everything else. That way people who want to skip it can do so.
You walked up the library steps as quickly as your heavy backpack would allow. This was your third trip to the library this week, but it wasn't just for studying. You pulled open the heavy door as you caught your breath, taking in the relaxing aroma of the books.
“Oh hey, it's you! Welcome back.” Your heart nearly stopped as a tall boy with dark hair and the cutest smile walked over, a huge pile of books I'm his arms. “I was hopin- I mean, wondering if you were going to come today.”
“Hi Junhong. Yeah, I have some research to do…” You trailed off, watching him set the books down on his counter with a huff.
He turned to you with a smile and adjusted his glasses. “Well, if you need anything, let me know.” You felt your face heat up and just nodded before making your way to the stairs.
As you climbed the stairs you shook your head at yourself. No, research wasn’t the only reason you came to this particular library. The librarian was hot as heck. He was also sweet and helpful, allowing you to stay past closing time on more than one occasion in order to finish up your work. On the second floor there was a set of tables that were near a railing, allowing you to look down at the floor below you. They gave you the best view of the front desk, so you set your bag down there and got to work.
As you sat there, you occasionally looked down to see the librarian helping people at the desk, checking books in, and every now and then, glancing up at you. In those moments when your eyes met, you would quickly blink and look away. Maybe part of the reason your research projects always took so long was due to your lack of focus…
An hour passed and you looked down, unsurprised that he wasn't at the desk. You looked around but didn't see him on the first floor. “Waiting for someone? Your boyfriend?”
You jumped and turned to look at Junhong, who was sitting nonchalantly on the edge of your table with a cart of books next to him. “No!” You glanced around and quieted your voice. “No, and I don't have a boyfriend.”
“Oh, then girlfriend?” He blinked at you adorably.
You rolled your eyes while shaking your head. “Nope, I don't have either. I'm not cute enough for someone to like me like that.”
He frowned and opened his mouth to argue but was interrupted by a bell ringing. Looking down, he saw a customer at the front desk and groaned. “We’re not done with this discussion.” He said, making an ‘im watching you’ gesture before pushing his cart off toward the elevator.
A few hours later, he came by again. “Hey, this is for you.” You jumped as something cold touched your shoulder. Looking up, you saw Junhong offering the water bottle to you.
“Oh… Thanks..” You hadn't realized it, but you had been here for three hours already. He winked at you before walking off, his hands in his pockets.
This continued for several hours. You kept an eye on him as you studied, looking forward to the times he disappeared from the front desk. As it got dark outside, you continued working while trying not to fall asleep. Suddenly he was sitting in the chair next to you, nudging you with his shoulder.
“If you're that tired, maybe you should go home and rest.” He suggested, reaching out to unnecessarily hold your hand.
You shook your head and looked at him. “Thanks for worrying, but I have to get this done. I'm almost finished.”
“Alright, if you say so…” He grinned at you and leaned in, kissing you on your cheek. He squeezed your hand before getting up and walking off to get back to work. You stared after him in shock for several moments before shaking your head and getting back to work.
Eventually it was time to close and you two were the last ones left in the library. Junhong stood a few paces behind you, admiring how hard you were working. After a few moments he took a deep breath to calm himself and approached you. He sat down next to you and faced your direction as you closed your book and sighed.
“Oh, Junhong! What time is it?” You asked, looking around at everything but him. He was uncomfortably close and you didn't know what to do.
He smiled softly at you and answered in a low voice. “A little after midnight. Everyone else has already left.” He reached out and held your hand again. You slowly looked over at him and made eye contact. Behind his glasses his eyes sparkled with mischief and curiosity.
“Then I should go, too…” You said, blinking as you still took in his face being so close to yours.
“Hmm.. Not just yet..” He said with a grin. Junhong then leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. Despite your surprise, you kissed him back, tilting your head to the side at the same time as he did. He brought a hand up, caressing your cheek with his thumb. You hummed against his lips as he slowed the kiss down and eventually pulled away. He rested his forehead against yours and grinned as you both caught your breath.
“Um.. What.. What was that for?” You asked, starting to process what had just happened.
“Well… I like you. Like a lot. I've been trying to get the courage up to ask you out for awhile now. But I was worried you had a boyfriend or something. When you said you didn't, I thought that today was the day to take a chance.” He licked his lips and you blushed at his sudden confession. “Plus, I've seen how much you watch me; I had a feeling you liked me, too.” He added with a cocky smirk, making your face heat up even more.
You reached out and slapped his chest, looking away from him in an attempt to hide how right he was. “Well, I mean… You aren't wrong.” You looked at him again and his grin widened.
Suddenly he stood up, pulling you up as well. Looking at him curiously, you followed as he walked backwards into a darker part of the library where the lights were already out for the night. “Good.” He said, quickly tugging your arms so that you practically ran into his chest. His arms circled around your waist and he leaned in, kissing you more aggressively than he had before.
You moaned, bringing your hands up to frame his face as you kissed him back. You leaned into him and his body was flush against yours, his lips making you go weak. Your hands moved from his face, down his neck, to his shoulders and then his arms. You moaned as he pressed his tongue into your mouth. He moved his hands from your waist down to your butt, squeezing your ass while kissing you passionately.
Junhong continued to walk backwards between two bookcases, bringing you along and never disconnecting your lips. As his back finally hit the wall, he turned around and pushed you against it. Your heart thundered in your chest as he finally pulled away from you to look into your eyes. There wasn’t much light, but the need was clearly visible. “I don’t want to pressure you…” He mumbled, looking away and taking his hands off of you slowly.
“You’re definitely not.” You assured him quickly, grabbing his face to bring his lips back to yours. He smiled against your lips and kissed you, his confidence back tenfold.
His hands moved up your arms and to your chest, squeezing you lightly through your clothes. He began to grind his hips against yours and you felt his hard dick press into you. You moved your hands down, unbuttoning his shirt quickly. You ran your hands along the smooth, heated skin of his torso and moaned. Feeling your hands on his bare skin, Junhong shivered and bit at your lip harshly. “Fuck…” His hands moved down to your pants.
You slid out of your shoes as he unbuttoned your pants and pushed them down until you could step out of them. While you did that, he took care of his pants, pushing them down until his dick could be freed. You could feel yourself getting wet just at the sight of him. You shimmied out of your underwear as he took a condom out of his wallet and slipped it on. Both of you were breathing heavily, purely from the arousal you both felt.
You brought both arms around his neck as his hands moved to your legs. He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. You were immediately wedged between him and the wall and you moaned, feeling a tightening in your abdomen as you looked down into his eyes. “I want you so bad…” You mumbled, bringing your mouth to his again. He moaned against your lips while slowly pushing his dick into your core. Your grip on his shoulders tightened and you pulled away, gasping as he filled you up.
“You’re doing so good, baby…” He praised, kissing along your neck and down your chest as far as your shirt would allow. When you were more relaxed, Junhong pulled out by a little and pushed back in, setting a steady pace that had you weak in no time.
You licked your lips, your head falling back as he stroked your walls, sliding along your spot. “Ah.. fuck..” You clenched around him, closing your eyes for a moment. “Junhong.. Please don’t stop.. faster.” You begged, looking down and nearly coming just from the lust obvious in his eyes. He complied, grunting as he thrusted into you faster, pressing his lips against yours in a sloppy kiss.
You came, moaning into his mouth and shaking in his arms. He came as well, nipping at your lips and tongue as he slowed his hips. He eventually pulled out and set you back on your feet.
By the time you put your clothes back on, he had straightened his out as well. You looked at him and he smiled shyly, taking your hand. “So, I know you said you’re not cute enough to have a boyfriend or whatever, but I disagree. I think you’re fucking beautiful. I’ve thought that for a while, actually. And I want you to be mine.” Your eyes widened and you nearly stopped breathing, not daring to believe him. When you didn’t reply he laughed and rubbed his neck with one hand. “I honestly don’t think I deserve someone as amazing as you, but… Would you mind giving me a chance?” He looked into your eyes hopefully and you finally blinked.
“Y-yeah.. I mean, of course. Is that even a question?” You felt flustered, unsure of what to do with your hands, where to look, or anything. You laughed in embarrassment at getting caught being this soft, but Junhong laughed along with you.
“I promise, you won’t regret it.” He said, grabbing both of your hands and pulling you closer. He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, your nose, and finally your lips. You sighed into the kiss, smiling contentedly.
“Let’s get out of here and get some food.” He suggested once he pulled away, looking at you adoringly. You realized you hadn’t eaten since lunch and were actually starving. Just then both of your stomachs growled, making the two of you laugh.
“Alright, let’s go.” You kept hold of one of his hands, lacing your fingers together and finding they fit perfectly between his.
if ur still doing wcpl au prompts, YOU KNOW IM ALWAYS UP FOR BRORAD... how about.. an over-the-counter kiss when no one else is in the store? (whether they get to smooch or get interrupted is up to you)
Broly was just finishing readjusting the cupcake display when the cafe’s door opened. “Hey,” Raditz drawled, letting the door swing closed behind him. He looked around the empty cafe. “Where’s everyone at?”
Broly shrugged uncomfortably. “Thursdays are quiet. Chi-Chi’s gone to the store, if you need her for something.”
Raditz sauntered towards the counter, keeping a watchful eye on Broly. Broly sighed. Raditz still didn’t totally trust him. After what he’d done at the library, he didn’t completely blame him, but he just couldn’t tell Raditz that he couldn’t control his outbursts. If he knew they were involuntary he’d probably be even more adamant about getting him fired. “What about Maza?” Raditz asked.
“Sick.” Broly shrugged. Maza hardly ever called in sick, but apparently she’d sounded like death over the phone, so he could hardly blame her, even if it left just two of them to run the place. At least it wasn’t one of Broly’s bad days.
“So you’re in charge, huh?” Raditz leaned on the counter and grinned at Broly. “Lucky you.”
There was something about Raditz’s grin that was almost infectious, that made Broly want to smile back. He scratched the side of his nose and looked down at the countertop, trying to hide his smile. His father always said his smile made him look like a serial killer. “I guess so.”
“Well, Boss-man, could I get a cup of coffee?”
“Sure.” Broly backed up and went to the coffeepot. “I just put on a fresh one a few minutes ago, right before everyone cleared out.”
“Beautiful.” Raditz shoved his payment at Broly, eagerly holding his hands out for the paper cup. “This shit is the only thing that keeps me going through the afternoon.”
Broly ducked his head and smiled, shaking his head. “I’m more of a tea person.”
“Really? You struck me as a coffee guy.” Raditz took a gulp of his coffee and sighed contentedly. Broly peeked up. Something about the look of contentment on Raditz’s face made him blush and hide his face again. He was so gorgeous. “Hey, are you okay?” Raditz’s hand waved in Broly’s line of sight, and he looked up to see Raditz leaning across the counter towards him, brows furrowed in confusion.
“Fine,” Broly managed. Raditz was very close now. Against his better judgement, he tried a smile.
Raditz’s lips parted. “Oh. Hey, uh, that’s...that’s a good look for you.” He smiled back. “The smile, I mean. Your smile. It’s, uh. It’s good.”
Broly’s heart pounded. His smile? Raditz thought he had a good smile? “You too,” he said. He licked his lips. His mouth was dry. “Your smile’s good too.”
He was rewarded with one. “Couple a smiley guys, that’s what we are.” Raditz chuckled at his own terrible joke, and Broly tried to swallow but couldn’t. He and Raditz were so close all of a sudden, and Raditz’s breath smelled like coffee, and if Broly wanted to he could lean forward and kiss him, and he did want to, and--
A door slammed open and they sprang back, Broly nearly tripping into the wall as they did. “I’m back!” Chi-Chi yelled.
“G-gotta go,” Raditz stammered. He flashed Broly another award-winning smile and turned, scarpering for the door. By the time Chi-Chi made it out to the cafe’s main room, he was gone, Broly staring stupidly after him.
“Anything interesting happen while I was out?” Chi-Chi asked, checking the coffeepot.
Broly fidgeted with his apron and continued staring, watching Raditz hurry away through one of the windows. “I’m not sure.”
(That legit sounds fun tho, nothing like ro is running a library, I feel like google is very strict about letting people into the adult section, and bing reads children’s books to the kids on the weekend)
Google finds a kid he's seen in the teen section plenty of times; looking around the books, checking over their shoulders, and flipping through the pages as if searching for something
Google: Are you here to actual read above your grade level or find the erotica?
Kid: *blushes* I-I-uh-I'm-
Google: Get back downstairs kid
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And there's def a scene planned of Google watching Bing read to a group of kids with the biggest smile and gets teased by Chrome for it
