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@eli-talbott
“Thank ya, invented it m’self,” he replied with a nod and started to wipe down the counter.
It was a slow night so far so he had no one waiting for drinks or making a ruckus in the bar. So he stuck around and wiped the bar counter top down. Business would likely pick up as the evening grew later, it usually did.
“So what brings ya here?” he asked conversationally. “Work trouble, home trouble?”
“What can I get fer ya?” he asked, as he finished wiping a glass clean and set it on the row along with the others like it. “Looking for stiff or subtle, fruity or hard?”
@madasateacup
Belle smiled, sitting at the bar with a hum. “I think something fruity would be best for starters, thanks.” she said softly, gratefully.
Getting her answer, Eli gave her a wink and set about making the drink for her, throwing in some little bottle spins and other tricks. Preparation took all of thirty seconds before he gave it a quick shake and set it down in front of her.
“Here ya go, that’s the bar signature drink. Kitsune spirit.”
“What can I get fer ya?” he asked, as he finished wiping a glass clean and set it on the row along with the others like it. “Looking for stiff or subtle, fruity or hard?”
@madasateacup
Could you do my OC Eli is 2B please? :)
Here you go! @eli-talbott
Kitsune Tavern
eli-talbott:
🐾- “Easy there friend, this dump is where yer gettin’ that drink ya need,” he replied playfully.
He wasn’t the least bit offended by what the man said. He saw enough of people like him come in the doors to know he was just lashing out at someone else because of what was on his mind. Still he felt himself frown at the name mentioned. Lacey.
He only knew one Lacey and it wasn’t a stretch to believe that it was the same girl. Not many people would share that name in such a small town anyway. Eli had known her as Belle and found it a complete and utter shock to see how she was behaving and talking now. What had happened to her after she got shot? How on earth had she gone from being confused from amnesia to being a little bar fly? That wasn’t his little sister.
“Oh, so she’s the reason yer here?” he guessed with an understanding nod. “Can’t says I blame ya. ‘Specially if ya knew ‘er before. She’s a completely different person now.”
He looked up with a start when the bartender mentioned Lacey being different before. He’d known Belle? He studied the other man a moment before deciding that he wasn’t lying. And it explained Lacey’s aversion to the place. Regina wouldn’t want her going anywhere that Belle had enjoyed. He sighed and looked away for a moment, drinking his third glass as an excuse to not talk before he looked back at the bartender, filling his glass.
“I knew her before,” he admitted quietly. He guessed Belle must not have talked about him, if the man didn’t know that. Surely he knew who Mr. Gold was, after all. Not that he supposed it mattered too much. Belle was her own person. If she didn’t talk about him when she went to a club then who was he to judge? “I knew her even before the curse. And now she’s… well I’m guessing you’ve seen,” he stated, giving the other man a rather rye chuckle before draining the glass yet again and slamming it down on the table. Now he was starting to feel a bit different, odd. He guessed it was the alcohol working like he’d wanted. “I guess I needed to get away for a bit.”
🐾- He didn’t say anything more while the man watched him, and he knew he was being watched. The predator in him tended to react to such things, had he been in his fox form his fur would be rising and his fight or flight response would be kicking in. Thanks to his senses he also knew this man wasn’t nearly as “normal” as he appeared. There was a sense of something dangerous about him, but then there was when he was faced with predators bigger than him too so he paid it little mind.
In the time of their silence he simply finished wiping down the counter top and uncapped a beer, sliding it down with practiced ease to the man who lifted his hand for another. He’d moved on to wiping off glasses that had already been cleaned so he could shelf them when the man broke his silence again. What he heard narrowed down who he could be by a considerable margin. Unlike what he thought, Belle had often spoken about the man she loved, Eli just hadn’t realized it was him. Not until he admitted to knowing her before the curse that is.
“Yeah, she’s...well I ain’t entirely sure what ta call ‘er ta be honest. But that girl ain’t Belle.” He shook his head at that. “I’d suggest an intervention but I don’ really think that somethin’ so simple would work. For her ta change so much in so short a time, it ain’t natural.”
He paused there and let loose a sigh as he started to stash the cups where they were supposed to go.
“Ya may have ta resort to magical means,” he added at last and turned back to him with a smirk. “Ta hear her tell it yer the best sorcerer in all the realms.”
Kitsune Tavern
🐾- Eli arched his brows and gave a low whistle to himself, but moved to the shelf that held the wide assortment of whiskeys. The man hadn’t said what type of whiskey he wanted, but he looked like a guy that appreciated a finely aged one so he grabbed a bottle of 1792 and set it before him along with a glass of ice.
“So what brings ya here to my tavern?” he asked casually as he picked up a rag and started wiping down the counter. “Work, home trouble, girl problems?”
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@thecursedspinner
He poured some of the whiskey into the glass, before setting the bottle down and drinking the shot of whiskey down in one quick gulp. He felt it burning as it went down his throat, but aside from that it didn’t really do anything. Yet. Well, that was why he’d asked for the bottle. He poured himself another drink as the bartender started talking to him. He sighed. Why couldn’t he just be left alone?
“I came to this dump because it’s probably the last bar Lacey would come to,” he snapped, hoping the insult would make the other man ignore him now. He drained the second glass before glaring at the bartender as he poured himself another. “Satisfied?”
🐾- “Easy there friend, this dump is where yer gettin’ that drink ya need,” he replied playfully.
He wasn’t the least bit offended by what the man said. He saw enough of people like him come in the doors to know he was just lashing out at someone else because of what was on his mind. Still he felt himself frown at the name mentioned. Lacey.
He only knew one Lacey and it wasn’t a stretch to believe that it was the same girl. Not many people would share that name in such a small town anyway. Eli had known her as Belle and found it a complete and utter shock to see how she was behaving and talking now. What had happened to her after she got shot? How on earth had she gone from being confused from amnesia to being a little bar fly? That wasn’t his little sister.
“Oh, so she’s the reason yer here?” he guessed with an understanding nod. “Can’t says I blame ya. ‘Specially if ya knew ‘er before. She’s a completely different person now.”
Kitsune Tavern
🐾- Eli arched his brows and gave a low whistle to himself, but moved to the shelf that held the wide assortment of whiskeys. The man hadn’t said what type of whiskey he wanted, but he looked like a guy that appreciated a finely aged one so he grabbed a bottle of 1792 and set it before him along with a glass of ice.
“So what brings ya here to my tavern?” he asked casually as he picked up a rag and started wiping down the counter. “Work, home trouble, girl problems?”
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@thecursedspinner
Movies
Week Ending November 7th, 2016
Doctor Strange
Beauty and the Beast +17
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Suicide Squad −1
Zootopia −3
Ghostbusters
Deadpool −3
Lord of the Rings −3
V for Vendetta
Moana +3
Spirited Away
Hocus Pocus
La La Land
Star Wars: The Force Awakens −5
The Hobbit +3
Trainspotting 2
Finding Dory −1
The Rocky Horror Picture Show −11
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
The Handmaiden
The number in italics indicates how many spots a title moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded titles weren’t on the list last week.
Zootopians what happened ?
Come on Zootopia fandom we can do better than that.
First Meeting
Eli exhaled the last of his cigarette and threw it into a drain nestled under the sidewalk. Quietly, he cursed the cold of Autumn and that his winter coat hadn’t come in yet, the asphalt stinging the pads of his hind paws. He reminded himself again to get a job closer to home as he shoved his paws into his jacket pockets. He supposed though that he had it good for the most part. Not everyone would hire a fox, mammal inclusion initiative or not.
As always, his auburn gaze looked at the mammals on the opposite side of the road. He hoped but failed to see another marble with fur that mostly matched his own. It was always like this, but he couldn’t keep himself from looking for her all the same. The police had given up finding her, but he didn’t and wouldn’t.
He sighed, feeling the need for another cigarette and pulled the pack from his jacket. And being so distracted, he almost ran right into someone, but stopped before he could, unlit cigarette between his lips.
“Ah.. Sorry ‘bout that, wasn’t lookin’ in front a’me,” he said then tilted his head. He knew this bunny, not personally, but he’d heard enough. “Hey, yer Judy Hopps. Nick’s bunny right?”
@hustlingbunny
I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
YO PSA!!! If you get a link like this from one of your tumblr buddies, DON’T OPEN IT!!! IT’S NOT THEM THAT SENT IT!!!! IT’LL FUCK UP YOUR TUMBLR AND SEND THE LINK TO OTHERS ON YOUR ACCOUNT. EDIT: Shit! I might have to make a new account. This is screwing up my tumblr and one of my side blogs has been deleted.
Too bad I didnt see this sooner. If you get some random message from me guys, heres a thing.
Psa guys! Just in case! Also if you do open the link DO NOT SIGN IN! it’s a phishing technique that sends your email and password to the phisher.
haunted starters
“I swear there was someone there…” “Very funny! What’s next? The phone starts ringing while the cords not in?” “I had a dream last night, only it was so vivid I could have sworn I was awake. In it I was killing you. I didn’t want to… but I couldn’t stop myself.” “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Wherever I look I keep seeing these eyes staring back at me…” “Did you not hear that?! They’re whispering your name!” “Don’t move, be quiet. There’s someone in the bed with us… Don’t wake it.” [ text ] Don’t open the door when you hear knocking. It looks and sounds like me, but it’s not me! “I got the strangest phone call last night and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.“ “Something is going to happen to you and you’ll never be the same again.” [ text ] Run! “You can see me? But you’re just a mere mortal… Interesting.” “You were talking in your sleep last night… and something responded.” “You know I don’t buy into that whole ghost thing, but this is starting to freak me out.” “You think I’m going to believe you didn’t just write this note yourself to scare me?” “Oh no, I’m not going to kill you… You’re going to kill yourself and I’m going to watch.” “When I peeked into your room last night… I saw someone sitting on the end of your bed.” “This was a bad idea… I’m beginning to think there’s more to those stories, after all.” “Stop it! That’s not even a language and I’m to believe you’re possessed or something? It’s not funny!” “Nice costume.” [ text ] Someone just opened your front door and sneaked inside… Get out! “If you weren’t singing… then who was?” “You’re dead! I was there at your funeral!” “Please don’t be scared. I’m still the same person… dead or not.”
RP starters: Concern.
“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
“Blood? Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
“I thought I would never see you again…”
“We should get you to hospital.”
“Where did all those bruises came from?”
“I have the right to be worried!”
“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
“Sleep at my place tonight.”
“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
“Please talk to me about it.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
“How many times have I told you to not go there?”
“You could’ve died, you know…”
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
“I’m your friend, of course I care!”
“You know I’m always here for you, right?”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m just trying to help you.”
“Let me clean your wounds…”
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
teacher: go ahead and introduce yourselves student: my name is “michael” with a “b”, and i’ve been afraid of insects my entire— teacher:stop stop stop. where? student: hm? teacher:where’s the “b” ?? student: (voice shaking) THERES A BEE???
“Hey fuzzy red, long time no see,” he greeted with a smirk.
Eli looked back down at the counter he was wiping down, scrubbing to get a stubborn smudge off of it. It finally came up and he turned to toss the rag in container where the soapy water was kept. A quick glance around told him that he had nothing left to do and could finally clock out for the night. So he made his way to the punch out computer and looked over the top of it to the other fox.
“So is this a social visit or a business one? Or do ya want a drink? If it’s a drink the bar’s closed, but come to m’place and I can fix ya up.”
@slypred
Okay, so
If an unknown user submits a YouTube video to you (so far it looks like it’s called “Like a Lady” by Crosa Rosa) you proooooobably shouldn’t click on it I guess it’s a new virus going around, I’m starting to see stuff about it from friends and followers
