as you wish.

Barista & Baker at Tell-Tale twenty-four Familiar Superior

[clairexdeluca]

Work was never boring, that much was for certain. Claire actually enjoyed being a bartender. She enjoyed seeing the beings come and go. She enjoyed hearing the stories that she heard. Plus, anything was better than being stuck in her room. She found most of the beings she ran into intriguing, more than anything. And, she was good at her job, which made things easier. She didn’t get into trouble too much, and she did her best to make sure every customer left happy. Which, didn’t always happen, but she tried. So, when she heard someone approach her, she turned around, and offered them a smile. “How can I get you, tonight?” she asked kindly.

@firebrandstarters​ 

[eliwalsh]

It was rare that Eli went out to get a drink by himself. Between always working, being with Mia or pestering one of his friends, he never actually made time for himself. But, with Gen and Mia hogging the apartment for a girl’s night, Eli found himself out in the city by himself and wandering into Last Call. Finding a stool at the bar he took a seat and grabbed a hand full of whatever communal snack was in the bowl on the bar. He threw the mix into his mouth and dusted his hand off on his jeans, smiling as the bartender turned around. “Hey uh–” he squinted up at the board. “You got any new beers on tap?” he asked curiously. 

[eliwalsh]

jasonrafe​:

Jason almost chokes on his drink when he laughs at the comment. “Oh geeze, you even added the twenty extra years on and everything, huh? I had no idea you hated me that much. Where is the respect for your elders?” Playful and sarcastic tone accompany his grin as he sits back in his chair. It’s not often people ask him such a thing and he suspects it’s because after he attempts to explain his own sexuality, they usually write him off because the assumption is monogamy and somehow that equates to lesser experience. Both of which couldn’t be further from the truth but he never felt the need to be defensive about it. It seemed a silly thing to argue about, anyway, so he takes being asked far more sentimental than anyone else probably would. 

The other end of that is because it’s a discussion he doesn’t have that often, and in recent years, especially since Javi disappeared, hardly at all, he has to think about his answer. Where to even begin. It’s not like he’s any expert, far from that but the number of people he’s been with besides Javi would probably surprise anyone that knew him well enough, even if half of them were experienced with his partner. Something that would make the revelation even more surprising. 

“Funny enough being bonded means you’re learning the most important part of it all. That sex isn’t all about you, at least in my opinion. If you’re paying attention to what they like and need they’re more keen about reciprocating and I’m assuming you can feel her at least to a degree so you’re already miles ahead. At the end of the day, nothing beats hands on learning, but if you’re asking for specifics, well..” His grin grows a bit mischievously as he stands from the table, mug in hand before walking over to one of the many bookcases in their home and reaching out, flipping a latch before pushing it aside to reveal a secondary, hidden bookcase. There were quite a few additions like this sprinkled throughout the home. He and Javi had installed themselves for several reasons, mostly because as bougie as he was, he wanted more land than house so they had to find ways to compensate for less space. In any case, behind this particular bookshelf were a collection of their favorite erotic “learning” materials and it’s just as full as the actual shelf before it. Jason takes another casual sip of his mug and just a thumb at the stuff. “Help yourself. I’m here to take as many questions as you’d like.” He beams cheekily. 

-

“Oh did I over estimate?” Eli’s laugh grew more hearty then as he played dumb for the moment. Wiping the corner of his eye he sighed and settled himself down. “Don’t worry,” he trailed off into a soft chuckle. “Fifty-two looks good on you. I mean really it’s like the new twenty-two.”

As Jason began to speak, Eli’s mind admittedly wandered for a moment...or two. Already he was thinking about how good it felt with Mia–how deeply they always connected to each other even when they were just meant to be having fun. Now that was all amplified and dialed up to a ten. The familiar’s eyes flickered over to Jason again when he noticed the mischievous smile on display. Eli quirked an eyebrow expectantly and was actually curious when the other went over to the bookshelf. But when he revealed the second, secret bookcase, Eli couldn’t help but roll his eyes playfully and shake his head. Even after knowing him for so long, the guy was still full of interesting surprises–something the familiar thoroughly enjoyed about their friendship. “What else you got hidden around your apartment?” Standing up to join alongside his friend, his eyes scanned the books on the shelf. Pulling a kama sutra book from the shelf he flipped through it a moment. “I gotta say, I didn’t really expect you to have all of this,” he said genuinely intrigued by it all. “What sorta kinky stuff are you into exactly?” 

[eliwalsh]

wiccanxgen​:

Gen quietly thanked him as she took the colors from him and carefully put them all away before turning her attention back to the Familiar in front of her. “I bet.” she murmured, seeing him look to his hand and in turn she looked down to her own–markless, empty. This time the pangs of longing inside her were coupled with mental images of Leo and she quickly shoved it all away, just shifting on the spot slightly and clearing her throat. “Y-Yeah. Yeah, me too. And yeah, they’re great. I’ve been using the stuff you got me a lot–I just couldn’t resist these colors.” She told him with a little smile, the ones she had being, well, pastel colors. Soft yellows and pinks and greens- perfect for the summer.

-

Though part of Eli worried about Gen and what he sensed from her, he knew better than to pry–especially on her day off away from the tea shop. He felt like he smothered her enough while she was there, always hovering about and trying to keep her spirits up. “Oh good,” he said a bit relieved. “But these are very cool.” The familiar glanced at the new pastels Gen spoke of and brushed a finger over one curiously. “They’re nice colors.” Looking off toward the counter of the shop, he nodded. “You want a refill on anything?” he offered with a dopey smile. “Somethin’ to eat?”

[eliwalsh]

dorythehuman​:

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Dory liked this line of conversation. It became easier for her to relax in all honesty. She loved talking about comics, it had become a hobby of hers as a child and just carried over. The art and the stories brought her comfort, and in her current situation a little comfort was warmly welcome. “Well I hope I don’t sound like I was trying to prove you wrong or anything like that,” she shrugged her shoulder as she glanced over at him. “I know people can be comic snobs about things.” She got quiet thought as she considered his question carefully. “I do like Spider Gwen I think. She is just fun.” She giggled a small sound as she nodded her head. 

“Just because it isn’t original doesn’t mean it isn’t a good choice. I love Spiderman!” If she was going to be honest with herself Peter Parker probably was her first crush. But she kept that to herself. “He is great, and his problems are so grounded in a really strong way. I think that is why he has stood the test of time as long as he had. I think you make complete sense.” She stepped into the bakery, looking back at him excited to continue their conversation. “Did you ever dress up like him for Halloween? I feel like every kid did.” Dory grinned as she looked at the pastry glass. Wow, her stomach nearly began to roar. 

-

“It’s cool.” Eli shrugged, not caring too much either way about the subject. He more than understood that people could be passionate and knowledgeable about things they enjoyed. So, he always liked to give them the space to talk in a way that they liked. Besides, he usually was just along for the ride in most convos since so much went over his head these days–what with the state of the world being so complicated and his own interests being relatively simple. “I like meeting people that know their stuff,” he assured with a smile. “And you’ve clearly got good taste too. Spider Gwen is a good choice.”

“I mean, you gotta if you like Gwen, right?” Eli’s smile widened. Clearly she was in her element now and seemed more at ease, something the familiar was thankful for. Approaching the counter of sweets he briefly looked over them before turning back to Dory. “Are you kidding?” he laughed hardily. “Of course I did–two Halloween’s at least.” Hearing her stomach growl with his overly perceptive ears, Eli quickly nodded toward the piles of baked goods behind the glass. “Pick a couple? Don’t worry about the price though, just get what you want.”

[dragon-bonnesar]

Bonnesar stared down into the fountain and scooped up a handful of coins from the water “Can you believe that someone just left these here?!” she beamed, setting down the coins and going for more, her eyes bright and wide for the amount of coins she dug out of the fountain floor. The dragon only then paused when she wasn’t met with the same enthusiasm “Wait. Am I not meant to be doing this?” she wondered, looking to see how a couple of other people were looking her way. Her gaze then went back to the coins and then to her soaked self, having waded into the water in her fascination with the free ‘treasure’.

@firebrandstarters​

[eliwalsh]

The weather had been nice so Eli found himself outside enjoying the sunshine. A nearby fountain trickled and the sound coaxed his body into a state of relaxation. The familiar absently ran his fingers across the mark now on his palm, his mind empty as he watched the water cascade down the fountain in small waterfalls. The wound on his hand had finally fully healed and his bond with Mia felt stronger than ever. But a young woman dipping her hands into the pool beneath the fountain pulled him from his thoughts. “Oh, mm–” Eli looked around at the few people that were beginning to stare and gave them a reassuring smile as he stood up and approached the other. “Yeah uh, it’s not something people usually do,” he chuckled lightly. “People leave them there to make wishes? So I guess it might be considered rude to take them?” He wasn’t sure she’d understand the sentiment, but held out his hand to her so she could help her out of the water.

[natashas]

[eliwalsh]

@witchymissmia

[eliwalsh]

witchymissmia​:

She was very aware of her own tiredness as she finished the spell, squeezing Eli’s hand for just a moment longer afterward. She was so wrapped up in her own anxieties and fears that she thought for just a brief second it didn’t work. But before she even opened her eyes, she felt it. His warmth, his love. He was…everything that she wanted and more right in that moment. 

The witches blue eyes opened to meet his, a rather loving smile gracing her features as her eyes fell on him. She couldn’t help the little “hi” that fell from her lips, pulling their hands apart to wrap the familiar’s hand, and then her own with the soft gauze. “How are you feeling?” 

-

There was a sudden surge of magic that overtook them both and then, all went still again. The quiet sounds of the lake returned and were only spoiled by their heavy breathing. Eli slowly opened his eyes and as the residual magic began to settle and fade, he could feel her. It was as if what he’d always been able to sense was suddenly and aggressively amplified like someone had turned the dial up to a thousand. Drowning in Mia’s adoration, her trust and her love, Eli could feel his eyes begin to water slightly.  

“That was incredible...” Eli mumbled back quietly, still happily overwhelmed by the newness of it all, by new feelings and sensations of Mia. He let the witch pull their hands apart and watched again in awe as she began to wrap his hand and then her own. “Tired,” he admitted with a soft laugh as he examined the wrapping of her hand carefully. “But amazing like I’m––I’m apart of you...” After a moment of fawning over Mia, he collected himself and focused. “What do you need? How do you feel? 

[eliwalsh]

witchymissmia​:

The car stopping made the girl painfully aware of her own anxiousness. She wanted this, she wanted him. But the possibility of messing up, of hurting herself or worse, Eli, scared her near to death. But the lights, and the blankets, she felt her heart flutter. She stayed quiet as they settled, leaning forward to catch the other’s lips with her own. 

“You’re amazing. I hope you know that.” She hummed, smiling more and more as she looked around. She pulled her journal out, flipping to the page she needed before taking a deep breath, grounding herself. The dagger was the next to settle on the blanket, Mia’s fingers delicately placing it like it was fragile.

 With one more deep breath, the witch began. She read the spell over once to herself, making sure she had the bandages for both of their hands, before picking up the enchanted dagger, and cutting across her left palm with a wince. She reached across, taking Eli’s left hand and doing the same. She laced their finger’s together, smiling as she spoke the spell, every ounce of her power pushing into her palm. 

-

Though they were not yet bonded, Eli could still tell that the witch was anxious and she had every right to be. So much of the ritual fell upon her shoulders and the weight of it all couldn’t have been easy. But he was there to anchor her now, to amplify and stabilize whatever magic she had. Keeping hold of her, Eli returned the kiss and moved closer to rest his forehead to her’s as if to reassure her. “I think because you’ve started to rub off on me...” he hummed sweetly. “C’mon, you can do this. I love you...”

Eli watched, part in awe as Mia pulled out her journal and dagger and began the incantation. He flinched a bit as she cut into her hand and winced when the same was done to his own. But soon, the pain was overcome by a different sensation–something powerful and unexplainable. Their hands now tightly together, wounds pressed together, the blood magic began to bind them together. The familiar could feel the power radiating off of Mia now, pouring into the spell and so he focused and pushed his own power and his love. 

[eliwalsh]

WIGGINS

WIGGINS - Does your muse pay close attention, or are they clueless?

Eli does tend to be the more observant type, especially with people he cares for.

[eliwalsh]

Cruella De Vil, Mother Gothel

CRUELLA DE VIL - What is your muse’s fashion style?

Eli doesn't come from money so for most of his life he wore his older sibling's hand-me-downs. As an adult, Eli wears a lot of soft t-shirts and hoodies with dark pants. He's got an old jean jacket he wears a lot and is usually sporting an old pair of Blundstone boots or his vans. For the winter he likes soft chunky sweaters.

MOTHER GOTHEL - Would your muse want to live forever? Why or why not?

Since witches are generally not immortal, he has no desire to live forever. He imagines it being a very lonely existence, especially now since he has Mia in his life. @witchymissmia

[eliwalsh]

☆ How adventurous are they?

☆ How adventurous are they?

Eli is very adventurous and playful in bed. He enjoys trying new things, especially if it's something that his partner likes.

[eliwalsh]

familiar-seren​:

Seren nodded “Then I’m all good with that, good dark rum that gets you pretty damn fucked up” she giggled, unable to help but grin as he waggled his eyebrows at her. “You know, it wasn’t actually that bad…I got sand all up in my boots and I ended up just drinking as always, even hung out with someone so it was way more of a social event” she then shook her head “Oh no, I’d already been for a dip, some asshole threw me in a pool so I was drenched.”

-

“It might not be the manliest drink,” he admitted with another chuckle. “But yes, it does get you fucked up and that’s all that matters.” Quite frankly, Eli had always been a bit of a lightweight so it didn’t take many drinks for him to really loosen up. That being said, he rarely drank liquor, perhaps for that reason. Losing his inhibitions wasn’t really his style anymore. “Gross. Who?” Eli asked, almost instinctively–defensively. His brows furrowed again, this time leaving in their wake a distinctive annoyed crease down above the bridge of his nose–something that only happened when he was genuinely annoyed. “We should go to the beach,” he mused. “So you can have a proper swim and enjoy yourself. Sandy boots and all.”

[eliwalsh]

witchymissmia​:

The brunette stayed close to Eli as they moved. He was safe and warm, and moving away from him tonight felt terribly wrong. She settled into the seat beside him, looking up at the driver before Eli’s hands were on her face, eyes soft as she studied his features and laughed a little, biting her lip. “Far too much for me to tell you in detail.” She grinned, leaning forward a tad. “That ego of yours is fragile, sweet-thing. Can’t have you going arrogant on me.” 

-

“Yeah?” Eli raised his brows before letting out a hardy laugh. “I give you full permission to throttle me if I ever get that arrogant.”

Before he knew it, the car was stopping and he was ushering Mia out of the car and out toward the lake. The moon was nestled higher amongst the clouds now, hanging above them like a giant warm lantern in the sky. The familiar led Mia down to the spot he’d prepared complete with soft colored fairy lights hung loosely in a nearby tree and blankets and cushions thrown together to make a soft nest for them to sit on. There was a small cooler with some of their favorite comfort foods, water and if things went well, some cheap champagne. But, as soon as they were alone with just the sounds of the lake around them, Eli got a bit quiet with apprehension. Sitting down with Mia on the blankets, he took her hands gently. “So I...I suppose this is it...We can start whenever you’re ready...”

[eliwalsh]

dorythehuman​:

Dory was surprised anytime someone really was above a certain level of considerate towards her. She didn’t have a ton of friends, but she understood given her collar and the fact that she was aggressively shy sometimes. It was hard for her to really warm up to others. But this person seemed to be making some effort and it seemed like what she should do. 

“Well…I think I like her more because she isn’t really a superhero.” Dory explained as she looked up for a moment. “What I mean is she doesn’t have powers or anything, and she is more of a detective than she is anything else. I think that is what I find interesting about her. I wish I was that clever…” She looked down at the comic book. “But yeah she is probably my favorite. Do you have one?” 

-

“Oh?” Eli continued to listen intently, genuinely curious about what she had to say about the character. He’d always considered a different definition of superhero himself, so it was interesting to hear Dory’s interpretation. She was right though, Batgirl along with all the other Bat family members technically didn’t have any supernatural abilities that would make them a “super” hero. Even still, they seemed deserving of the title since they used their abilities for good. “That’s a good point. I suppose I stand corrected,” he chuckled. “Do you have any other favorites that are more ‘super’?”

“Huge Spider-man fan. I know it’s not the most original answer but,” he laughed lightly. “He’s sorta...relatable in a way, y’know? One of us type, fallible. Peter I mean, he’s just another kid in the city struggling to make rent and hold down a job. And save the world. I dunno. Maybe I’m just bias because he was my favorite when I was a kid.” Eli held the door of the bakery open for Dory as they arrived, motioning her to step in before him. 

[gracie-cooke]

“Hey…wait up!” The hound was quick to pick up the watch that fell to the mud, wiping it on his shirt before attempting to hand it back to the other. In all honesty he wasn’t even sure if it was theirs, but it was his best guess. “I think you may have dropped this?” The hound tried, fiddling with it now to make sure it was clean enough. “It fell off to the side, I just happened to see it.” @firebrandstarters​

[eliwalsh]

Hearing someone call after him, Eli stopped and spun around on his heel. “Hm?” Noticing the man wiping dirt off something onto his shirt, he cocked his head. It looked like a watch. Without another thought, the familiar brushed his hand up along his wrist and was a bit surprised to feel it bare. The watch must’ve really been his. “Oh shit–” Eli huffed out a soft chuckle and shook his head. “Thanks, man.” Reaching to take it from the other, his brows furrowed when he noticed the dirt now on his shirt. “Sorry about your shirt,” he mentioned. “Lemme get you something else to wear? Please?” Traitors weren’t allowed new clothes usually, so it was the least he could do after being the one to get his dirty. “It’s the least I can do really.”

[johnparri]

[eliwalsh]

witchymissmia​:

The young witch couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her as he said she was stuck, leaning up to kiss the other’s lips before grabbing his shirt. “You’re really good at catching me when I fall. Don’t lose that.” Both figuratively and physically, of course. She let the familiar take the lead, now taking a step away and squeezing his hand, enjoying how much thought he put into the whole process. She felt lucky with this one in her life, but let alone wanting to be her life partner? Curse the moon or the goddesses, or whatever was making her emotional tonight. “Have I mentioned how much I love you?”

-

“I won’t,” he assured softly. “I’ll always  be there to catch you now.” Ignoring the cheesiness of his own statement, Eli turned away then to hide the now obvious blush creeping along his cheekbones. Happy to take the lead, the familiar gently pulled Mia out of the apartment. After locking up, the two slipped out into the night and into the car that was waiting for them. As they settled in the backseat together, he noticed Mia looking rather emotional and felt his expression soften. In his own excitement, he hadn’t even noticed how vulnerable she seemed. It was wonderfully sweet. “Not recently,” he purred as his hands moved to cup her face. “How much?” he teased.