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huskin · 3 months
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Huskerdust vs. radiodust this.
Radiodust vs. Radiostatic that.
Make love not war
They are a polycule
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silly-clown-gal · 4 months
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[Elias enters slowly, looking around the building cautiously.]
[He awkwardly approaches the counter.]
...are you familiar with a man named Bownes? a bit shorter than me, very polite?
[He pulls out the card from Bownes's fridge.]
I found this on his fridge. led me to this address.
((-@dream-of-elias))
[It takes the guy a moment, but he does scramble out of the back room. He seems a bit frantic, but does calm after a moment.]
Uhm...Yes, I do believe he stopped by a few times! ... It's definitely been a while, though. He most likely saw how the place changed from a bakery to bar and stopped coming here and found another place to buy dough and stuff.
Hey, by the way, how's the guy doing?
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skyasimaru · 9 months
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Guess who found a little something extra in her WIP folder?? :) I hope you all enjoy it! “I Have a Banana“ podfic written by AppleSeeds, read aloud by SkyAsimaru. A Good Omens AU fan fiction, wherein Crowley mistakes an innocent offer for some scandalous flirting...
Link to original fanfiction on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32465311
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Very Respectfully,
SkyAsimaru 
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awkneno · 1 year
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comedy night at the bar i work at yesterday and the host (who was a woman btw) was talking about how fupas are just a nice place to rest your nose and yeah. she’s right. it’s like a nice little nose rest while eating out your babe
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greenteaandtattoos · 5 months
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A traditional "knight saves the princess" story except at the end, the princess sighs and goes, "I suppose you want my hand in marriage as a reward" and the knight goes, "Oh, no, I'm just new in town and wanted to make friends but I've got really bad social anxiety" and the princess is like, "Rad, because I was never gonna fall in love with you" and they live happily ever after as besties (they're both aroace).
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pirateprincessjess · 2 months
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One time I walked into a bar and the bartender looked at me and said “Hey! I am ready for more train facts!”
I had never seen this person in my life, but apparently another woman, who also happened to be a transwoman, and who looked a lot like me sat at the bar and told her a bunch of facts about trains.
I really want to meet the train fact lady
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insanesonofabitch · 8 months
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Thinking about how the plot of season 6 wouldn’t make sense if you do not acknowledge the fact that Cas and Crowley working together was an affair, or at least it felt like so to Dean.
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Majority of the people that I heard saying that they disliked that conflict, say that it doesn’t make sense because Dean should’ve understood Cas’ point of view. And that Dean has also worked with demons before, more than once, out of desperation. Which is why he doesn’t have the right to be mad. And I understand that. But it wasn’t about working with demons. No. Not really. The thing that hurt Dean the most about Cas’ choice was how he chose to ask for help from Crowley, instead of him. Cas chose Crowley over him.
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“Look me in the eye, and tell me you’re not working with Crowley…”
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“You’re in it with him? You and Crowley?? You’re going after purgatory together??? You have, huh? This whole time!”
“No, you had a choice. You just made the wrong one.”
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“I was there. Where were you?”
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The plot literally doesn’t make sense if you do not acknowledge destiel or crowstiel or deancascrowley. And I think that’s insane, especially for a show from 2005.
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cuntylestat · 22 days
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armand defying the laws of nature to be the first 500 year old ipad baby
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huskin · 1 month
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silly-clown-gal · 5 months
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Jasper and some hairy dude wearing a beanie walk into the dimly lit bakery. Jasper sighs and ruffles her hair quickly.
"Uh.. Do you serve tea or anything-? Me and this british guy wanna talk here, and y'know, he's british, sooo... Tea." Jasper says, leaning to the side.
The other guy, formerly known as William, nudged Jasper, slightly ticked off.
"Mhm. Yes, some tea would suffice to my taste right now. Or anything sweet, really." William says in a very proper and put-together manner.
"Ooooohhh myyyy gooood why do you speak like you're from the eighteen hundreeeeeds" Jasper groans.
William lightly ignores her as he clicks his tongue.
-⚫♣️
[Inmortui pops up from the back of the counter.]
Nope! We do have alcohol though- Who the hell is that?
[They raise an eyebrow at William.]
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yingui · 9 months
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island to island / heartbeat to heartbeat / you got me, you got me
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I love how they latch onto the fact that because humans make different types of chairs it automatically means women aren’t female
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disabled-dragoon · 2 months
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My cat started to panic because I took longer to stroke her goodnight than usual and I think she thought I forgot 😭 [crying face emoji]
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revasserie · 2 years
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“availability of time is also temporary, as paradoxal as it may sound... oh, after a couple of glasses i have a tendency to go into philosophical questions. i dare to hope that alcohol has the same effect on you since i don't come across any interlocutors”.
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ash-and-starlight · 6 months
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FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
Blue Eye Samurai || 1x06 - All Evil Dreams and Angry Words
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schmidtsbimbo · 5 months
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hi! I really enjoyed reading the older bf headcanons for Mike - I was wondering if you could write a fic or hcs of how Mike would try to make it up to the reader after an argument? like angst with hurt/comfort? thanks!
★Mike Schmidt comforting you headcanons★
𖦹 Warnings: slight angst and fluff, GN!Reader no use of pronouns, use of Y/N
⋆。°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated ♡
―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: this feels so short but its been sitting in my drafts forever im sorry anon☹️ I promise im working on all my other requests and will try to get to them as soon as i can<3 Happy holidays!
This has not been proofread ^_^
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Mike Schmidt who almost never gets angry or upset with you. Dealing with Abby has taught him so much and he is oh so patient with you
Mike Schmidt would accidentally lash out at you and instantly regret it as his guilt ridden eyes would land on your hurt expression, making his chest hurt at the sight
Mike Schmidt who would instantly try to make things right and apologize, quickly running towards you before you could leave the room and pulling you into a tight embrace, his hand landing on your lower back as the other is holding the back of your head, his chin resting on your shoulder
Mike Schmidt who would silently and softly sway you side to side as he tries to find the right words to say, he wasn’t the best at apologies but he knew he wouldn’t be able to let this go if he didn’t
Mike Schmidt who plants a kiss on your forehead and leaves his lips there, “I’m sorry, y/n” he’d simply mumble against your skin, “i promise it won’t happen again, ever” he’d continue to mumble, his voice dripping with guilt and shame at the memory of him raising his voice at you
Mike Schmidt who still isn’t able to get over the incident even after you accept his apology and would go above and beyond for you for the rest of the day, not that he doesn’t already do that but now its even more amplified
Mike Schmidt who would offer to cook dinner that night despite how exhausted from work he is, making the occasion extra special by cooking your favorite meal and surprising you with it
Mike Schmidt who would shower you with kisses every chance he got, quite literally kissing you from head to toe and muttering a small “I’m sorry” in between each and every kiss
Mike Schmidt who ends the night with you wrapped up in his arms while you lay in bed, his chin resting on the top of your head as one hand soothingly strokes the back of your head, kissing your forehead every once in a while as you drift off into sleep in his arms
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