#hey bartender

[helen-high-water]

So like, Gallagher yeah?

[sneaky-dude-from-a-leaky-tube]

Hey Hardcase!! Nice to see you made it to the holonet party!

My question: 👱🏻‍♀️ - What is your go to hairstyle?

I kid. That was just a little jokey-joke.

My real question: 🎨 - Any hobbies?

and if you don't mind: 💍 - Do you ever want to get married? (but if that's too personal, we'll act like I didn't ask)

Thanks for playing, and again welcome!!

Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)

You're going to be trouble. I can tell. But what makes you think I don't braid my chest hair or have a fade starting at my ankles? You're picturing it now, aren't you? Heck, I'm picturing it!

🎨 I have a small cactus collection. Small as in two very small ones. One is pink and round. It's about the size of a wrapped sweet. The other is an elongated yellow one about half the size of your little finger. I keep them in my belt pouch. They're as tough as I am and get through battle after battle without a scratch.

💍That IS a good question. I'll have to think about that one.

[koibish]

[topguncortez]

hey bartender: with phoenix!

fireball moscow mule

a spicy twist on a classic drink.

vodka, lime, ginger beer, and fireball

[hoeassproductions]

Hey Bartender

You're the bartender at the hideout and let Eddie try sips of drinks. Y'all hang out late, cheesing, having a good time. Until one night, you're both a little too far gone. You make a drink that he really likes.

Smut included - Minors DNI!

Warnings - Both tipsy/drunk, Knifeplay, Blood Play

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"That's the best thing I've tasted yet"

"You haven't tasted me yet" you smirk.

"Is that an offer?"

You contemplate for a few seconds but decide to throw caution the wind.

"Actually, yeah. Let's get out of here. I'll lock up."

"I'll bring the car around front to wait for you."

You see him walk to the door all giddy and as he opens it, he hops in the air, claps his ankles together, and disappears from sight.

You go to clean up, finishing up your round in the restroom for a few human moments, making sure you're put together so you can be ready to fall apart. The anticipation of hooking up with Eddie has been growing in your veins for months. 

As you give yourself a once over in the mirror, a mischievous thought crosses your mind as you begin to pull your panties off from under your skirt.

You meet him out front at his van, and hop in. 

"Where to?" He asks, "Mine or yours?" 

You lean over to him. "Lets go to the quarry."

He pauses for a moment before a grin forms over his face. "Ok"

He puts the van in gear and as he gets up to speed, you start to climb out of your seat and into the back. 

"Wow, what are you doing?"

You lean forward so your breath ghosts over his ear. "Distracting you. Don't wreck us before we get to the good part." You lick the shell of his ear before you retreat to the back once again, settling on your knees after removing your shoes. 

You keep your eyes locked on his in the rearview mirror as you begin to unbutton your top, exposing your lacey bra, causing Eddie's adams apple to jump in his throat. 

"Eyes on the road, Munson. We have a destination to get to." You say as you push your skirt up to your hips, exposing your bare mound. 

He begins to drive faster, more frantic, in search of something. "I have one destination in mind, and thats between your legs."

At the first clear opening, he yanks the van onto the side of the road, throws it in park and climbs in the back with you.

"Damn, couldn't wait any longer?"

"I've already waited for months. I don't want to waste one more minute."

Without preamble, he dives his head between your thighs, getting his tongue on you in record time.

"Wow there, you weren't kidding." You get out on a breathy moan. 

He's lapping at you with vigor for a few moments before he adds one finger, then another when the first slides in with ease. 

"You're so wet and ready for me."

"I am *so* ready, I want you inside of me yesterday!"

He groans against your lower lips and then slides himself up your body, holding you with his eyes like a predator sizing up its prey. 

"I have wanted you for so long, and I promise I will make up for this later. . ." He begins to unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans. "...but I can't be gentle this time." 

You reach behind you to undo your bra. "I don't want you to be."

His lips meet yours in a fierce kiss, consuming both of you as if existing next to each other is not enough, but the goal to crawl inside one another to meld as one.

He reaches down to line up his tip to your entrance, as your legs wrap around his waist. He begins to slide in as you gasp, moaning his name. 

"Eddiiiiie, fuck!"

He wraps your legs higher, creating friction against your clit and angling himself to slide in against your gspot.

"You feel so damn good. So wet for me, princess. You ready to take all of it?" He slides in another inch for emphasis.

"I'm yours, just take me already. Mark me as yours from the inside out."

He attached his lips to your neck licking and biting down as he thrusts all the way in, fully seated against you. There's pain that's overcasted by pleasure at his size stretching your channel to the brim. You're breathless, the wind knocked out of you for a second before your heels on his ass implore him to move. He begins with long, deep strokes, creating a gorgeous friction by fucking you into the floor of his van. 

Nerves begin to bundle and tighten in your core, the tell tale sign of your orgasm building. Heat  pools in your lower torso as his strokes come faster and less deep. A fervor coming over him as if being inside of you isn't enough. He has to live in you there, plant a seed and grow from your depths.

His faster strokes are accompanied by dirty mutterings in your ear. Him calling you his whore, how you take him so well. That you don't even care that he's bare inside you like a dirty slut. That he wants to take all that is dark inside of you and paint it his shade of white.

You're so close to your peak, you can feel it just out of reach. There's a moment of realization accompanied with a fantasy you've kept buried in the recesses of your mind. Rearing its little head now, taunting you. Asking you to take your kink out to play. 

"Eddie, I need-"

"Baby, say it. I've got you. Give me all of it. Give me more"

Emboldened by his words, you stare him dead in the eye, unfaltering. 

"Take out your pocket knife."

A wicked grin with shades of measured darkness crawls across his face. Without loosing a beat, his hand digs into the pocket of his pants, and presses on the side of the handle releasing the blade.

He quirks an eyebrow at you, continuing his measured strokes, with an added pressure from your hips matching pace. 

"Knick my tongue, just a little bit for a couple drops." You stick yours out in offering. He hesitates for a moment, a glimmer in his eyes before doing as asked, creating a small crimson pool in the middle of your tongue. 

The bronzed copper taste infiltrates your mouth as you moan deeper than you have this evening, something primal digging itself out of you. 

"Now you."

He groans, as his hips momentarily stutter against yours to slow his pace just barely so that he can cut his own tongue. A matching red emerges in his mouth as you drop the knife to the side of you and pull him in for a kiss, your blood mixing together to create a heady combination of you both now joined in another way to live inside each other, to share each other for he is yours and you are his. 

You moan into the kiss, feeling animalistic need growing inside of you, and emitting a growl from the back of his throat as your legs tighten around him to push him into you faster, feeling your climax coming higher. 

Savoring the mingling of your blood before pulling back, you say, "Fuck me harder. Bruise me. Crawl inside me and paint me *yours*" you growl at him. 

He grabs onto your hips, yanking you to him in a frenzy of hips smacking, and skin burning with need. He fucks you onto himself as a roar begins to erupt from his chest as he pounds into you, his release pulsing inside you. Brushing you with white, and creating a space where you can hold him within, settled at home for as long as you wish.

You come as brightness explodes behind your eyes with Eddie's blood in your mouth and his cum inside of you. Marking you as his, you taking it in as if there was any other way to be. Mingled somewhere between the blood and the cum is the feeling of a new beginning following an ending of two, now one. 

"You definitely taste better than that drink." 

[coficarameru]

These two should kiss frfr

[moeblob]

There was a post I saw about someone who mutually ghosted a guy after a date and kept matching with him and they're not interested but it's the longest "relationship" the person had been in at that point and I'm like. Karen would mutually ghost someone.

She doesn't really tell Brent/Right/Evelyn/Chris his name (he has a double first name, Patrick is not his last name) and just refers to him as "My Guy". Like "Ah damn, My Guy matched again. End my suffering." And when she tries to explain it to Right who does NOT understand how it's different, her logical answer is "it's my God given right to ghost a polite man!"

Also I just imagine her confiding in Paul about Rick and he's like "is his name Patrick" and she's like "kinda". And after that, Paul calls him "Pattycakes" cause he's never even seen the guy so why not give him a funny little nickname. He's allowed to do so at this point probably.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Comedic Barnaby ask here again! I'm sorry, I meant your Modern Human au thingy, my bad lmao.

ohhh ok - was just informed that you probably mean comedian, which makes a lot more sense than what my mind was interpreting!

he does actually do little side gigs around comedy! he even got a degree in clowning, but his main job (at the "present day" part of the timeline) is bartending at the same queer club that Eddie does drag performances in! sometimes Barns will open a show etc with a lil' stand-up act, and when he can, he'll do other comedy-based stuff at local venues

[daevstroders]

very specific ideas bouncing around in my brain about jake being a pub guy.

as much as he loves clubs he finds solace in small holes in the walls with the same face behind bar and usual suspects posted around. loves the community and knowing people. direct contrast to the solitude he grew up in.

fame is one thing but he needs connection. going to a place where people know him for his pool prowess rather than his posterior blasted on the telly from 5-9pm daily.

needs a hobby and this is the best thing, allows him to satiate his addiction and desire for social interaction all in one.

there's just something about the game. no need for talking, the proposition of being a challenger demands respect. no need to discuss his life, just needs to hit the ball and watch it sink into the pocket.

there's an anonymity he craves found in the game, in this space. admiration found in skill rather than appearance. it's refreshing, fuelling.

the young guy who will sing along to the sixties shit on the jukebox like they're current. will buy everyone a round just because he can afford it. walks in and everyone nods a head and if feeling talkative will mutter an "alright, mate". the woman behind the bar is greying like his grandma and has his regular on tap and ready as he walks over.

its healing.

[thecindercrow]

on the flipside, Kiryu being in Y8 means there’s another chance for him to meet the bartender of Survive

[seilon]

pro: ran into a coworker at a bar last night who I don’t really talk to usually (he works upstairs, I work downstairs) and we talked and im pretty sure we were highkey flirting and he bought me a drink and the bar merch shirt i was interested in and thanks to the power of alcohol i guess i asked for his number and he gladly gave it to me and. yeah

con: i have the second worst hangover i have ever had and have been fighting for my fucking life just to eat saltines

[zestydistress]

when you love a character so much you just decide they're The Father Figure™

[dutybcrne]

Kaeya is chill with Diluc treating the Traveler to things and special drinks bc hey, the more people spoil them, the better. They DESERVE it, after all.

It’s if the Traveler asks him for a Cider Lake that he has a Problem.

[born-to-lose]

Some photos from this week 💕

[paralien]

Hey, ik idk you and your friends, but since apparently your other friends don't take your side - B sounds like a dick the way he's treating you and you're right to be mad about it!! And like, why would your friend even ask why you're not going to his place if she KNOWS what's up, wtf!! I'm so sorry that you're going through such a shitty situation!!

Sorry for the late reply; I didn't see I'd received an ask! ;; But it's so so so sweet of you to reach out to me to reassure me. I genuinely appreciate it so much you have no idea ♡

But yeah it is, an extremely shitty situation. Esp bc they seem to assume I've got the same information/am in the same situation as them when I'm, very much not and I've been vocal about that since everything happened ... + the whole ... "oh he's not ignoring you/he still cares abt you/you just need to reach out" spiel that same friend has been going on abt for months too just. Makes me feel so alienated from the reality that I'm experiencing, if that makes sense? Like. She knows he flirted w me, had sex w me, and then stopped talking to me after that under the excuse that he was oh so busy .. and yet I'm still the one that needs to reach out?

Sometimes I genuinely wonder if I've overreacted just bc of the way that I feel everyone underreacts. Not to even mention the fact that mutual friends of me and B will say that hey what happened sucked and i didn't deserve that and B is being a dick, but as far as i know none of them have actually said to his face that hey B you've been a dick. Not that i want him to be alienated by his own friends bc I know he's genuinely struggling rn and I'm a pushover but, if he can't take my feelings seriously when they come from me .. would he take them seriously and actually reconsider the entire situation if someone else said it...? Idk .. I'm just talking out loud here but, still, thank you for reaching out ♡ It made me feel less alone