ghost of you

Hunter Burke. Twenty-six. Warlock. Bartender at Radcliffe Hotel. Dependent blog for bartonhollow-rp.

[hunterburke]

dvlishfm​:

It was hard to resist, that urge to tease and see the slight panic in his eyes as it dawned on him what that might mean, but the laughter escaped her once more, shaking her head, “Pretty sure the Queen would have our heads if we messed with the residents of the Hollow.” Another raised brow, shrugging her shoulders, “You’re safe, just delicious cloud like sugar, magical enough without our input.”

~

“O-okay. I knew that. Really. I was just joking along side you.” He gave a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. It was more to himself, rather to her. Sighing he took a dejected bite of his cotton candy. He’s on the halfway mark and he’s getting sad. To distract himself - and her - from his blunder, he cleared his throat. “Well, now that we established that I’m gullible, how are you? How are you liking the bonfire so far?”

[hunterburke]

dvlishfm​:

Katya laughed, pinching a small piece off the huge cloud he held, dropping it on her tongue with a satisfied smile, “It’s delicious.” Her voice was teasing, some might say flirtatious, but mostly she was just having her bit of fun, finding some happiness in the event that simply made her anxious. The whole town was gathered, tempers tended to run high but during such an important holiday? Anything could happen. “Though maybe you should give it to me, might be fae made.” Her grin only grew, eyes glinting with mischief.

He took a big piece and shoved it in his mouth, the candy dissolving almost immediately. “Well, it is! As a kid I loved cotton candy.” He did, but as he grew older society deemed loving anything is considered not masculine. One of the many things he wondered about society. It always took the fun out of things that men can like. He was about to take another bite but soon as she spoke afterwards, his eyes widen and clamped his mouth shut. “W-what? Please tell me you’re kidding.”

[hunterburke]

rclused​:

“I would have been here earlier and all, but such is.” Placing the crate down behind the bar, a gentle rattle fills the air. Looking up he offers a vague hand gesture to the sky, as if it were enough to convey his message. It was’t so much that he missed the feeling of warmth against his skin, or the sight of the object in the sky either- it was more that they declared he couldn’t have a ring. Which meant Vi wanted one.

He moves across the small space until he’s besides Hunter, ignoring any convention of personal space in the matter as he allows his sunglasses to slide down his nose a little, “Don’t worry, I promise to make it up to you. Just tell me where you want me.”

“Yeah, I got that. Don’t worry about it. You’re good.” Hunter nodded, knowing the circumstances of the Blood Cult. He had reservations about all vampires he wasn’t the one to question the treaty. It wasn’t his place after all. He was just thankful that he can live peacefully with them. When the vampire approached him - forgetting all about personal space - he had to gulp. “Uh, well,” A few feet away from me, that’s a start. “How about over there and put up the bottles in the cooler? Someone doesn’t know how to play tetris and doesn’t know how to arrange the cold beer.”

[rclused]

LOCATION: autumn festival, bar . LETTER TO: @hunterburke​​​ .

The sun just set behind the horizon, which finally marked the hour Vi was safe to make his way to the festival. Round sunglasses perched on his face where the light still offered a bit too much brightness on the crest of town, and the sky still too light to be night just yet. A wash of blue and pink hues. He was there to help set up, it was a habit he’d gotten himself during his time in town. Volunteering for these things.  A crate full of wine bottles in hand, he makes his way up to the bar pleasantly surprised to see the face behind it. “Couldn’t pass an opportunity to work with me, could you?” 

[hunterburke]

He was assigned to the bar on the end of the autumn festival: the bonfire night, being a bartender of course, and had started setting up as soon as the clock hit seven. Of course there wasn’t anyone to help him seeing as the other bartender he was supposed to work with was a vampire without a daylight ring. So he set up by himself until the sky darkened and heard the voice behind him.

“H-hey Vi.” Said Hunter, putting down the last of the shot glass he was cleaning. “Well, not like I have a choice on the matter. But it’s good to see you.”

[hunterburke]

@dvlishfm​

“Okay, so this is my very first time that I’ve seen orange cotton candy. I’m scared to eat it because I’ve only seen the pastel ones and this,” he motioned to the cotton candy in hand “certainly doesn’t happen often.”

[hunterburke]

ofatticxs​:

     Atticus couldn’t help the way that his face lit up as the other recognized the book from however far away he’s been and he held it up to show him the cover with a gentle nod. “Honestly I’m not even sure why I’m reading it, all of my old D & D buddies are busy at college now, and, you know, miles away” Atticus gave a weak shrug. “It’s a good read though, it’d make a really fun game”

“Well it’s a good read, you know. I don’t blame you. If I wasn’t so busy.. that and all my books are back home because I didn’t bring it with me when I temporarily moved here, I’d totally read it again. Of course, I still follow the PHB+1 rule but it’s nice to read the other books because they’re so fun and well, it’s an adventure.” Hunter cleared his throat and chuckled. “I’m sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself. Hunter. Also a D&D nerd.”

[ofatticxs]

     “Oh my God, I am so sorry. Would you mind just saying, well, all of that again? I must have zoned out for a couple of minutes there…” Atticus explained, scratching the back of his neck as he offered a shy, apologetic smile. “It’s been a weird day, sorry” he apologized again. “But you have my full attention, promise”

@bartonstart​ 

[hunterburke]

“It’s cool, it’s cool.. I space out sometimes too.” Hunter chuckled, “I was just asking that book you’re holding if it is the Curse of Strahd. I couldn’t see from over there so I had to ask. Bad eyesight.” He had to ask, because while being on Barton Hollow, he has missed out on a lot of DnD sessions with his friends back home.

[msmarvel]

#same

[insporp]

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[epiphanies]

Jordan Fisher as John Ambrose McClaren in To All The Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)

[hunterburke]

@nthanmyers​ || ❛ The more we try to help each other, the more harm we do. ❜

“C’mon man, that’s not true.” Hunter said, looking at his friend. “It’s not we blew anything up...yet. So I think we’re good.”

[cassatrix-deactivated20210107]

Let’s start, shall we?

[hcwliing]

@hunterburke​

annalise, in her undying determination to finally explore parts of barton hollow that weren’t the woods, the school, or the house she shared with her sister, had decided to wander into the town square today. she admittedly had no clue what to expect and, as usual, she was surrounded by faces she’d never seen before - but, most surprisingly of all, after a few minutes her eyes lighted upon one that struck her as familiar. without hesitation, or bothering to announce or introduce herself, she marched right over and plopped down beside him. “heya. you’re that boy i see running in the mornings when i’m… hanging out in the woods nearby. with your little pup friend! adorable. whatcha reading?”

[hunterburke]

Hunter had the day off and he thought about spending it in the square. His aunt felt better that day and basically told him not to hover. So here he was, sitting on one of the benches of the square, people watching. Observing, trying to see if there’s a certain ‘tell’ as you could say to figure out whether a certain person is a human or not. So far, he’s had no such luck. Maybe he was just blind to it all. Maybe he was better off blind to it. 

When she plopped down beside him, he jumped. Almost scared shitless at the intrusion. “Wh-what?” He asked in confusion. His face probably looked dumb.Gathering himself, it took him awhile to actually formulate an answer. “Uh yeah, running... with Whiskey... he’s not really my dog per se... We’re just on our runs together.”

[hunterburke]

flitterifics​:

“yeah… i guess i’ll forgive you,” violet replied with a smirk as she practically skipped back behind the bar to throw his drink together. if anything about her set off most people’s fairy detectors, it was certainly the bouncy and excitable way she flitted about in almost any situation, as though she were still propelling herself with her wings. “and for your information, i’m on my break, and i’m allowed to have a drink or two - as long as they’re non-alcoholic,” she added, punctuated with a quick, sly wink. “i’m just making this drink for you even though i’m technically off the clock out of the goodness of my heart.” she sighed; he’d refused her gift, and she hadn’t managed to tangle him up in her web just yet, but she wouldn’t give up hope. this was the most fun she’d had in a while. as she set his drink in front of him, her smile had grown more muted, taking on an amused quality. “are you afraid of fairies, david?”

       “ oh ! if you’re off the clock , i’m so sorry . ” he immediately apologized stammering, “ you don’t have to do it y’know . . . ” upon the question, hunter’s eyebrows raised a little . it made him wonder , was he actually afraid of fairies ? “ i - i don’t know . . . ” he admitted , “ never met one in person before . i lived a very witch-centric community so anything about any other species i’ve only read in books and grimoires . except for humans , ” he added as an after thought , “ you don’t need textbooks for them . ”  

[hiddenangcls]

“So there’s two families fighting?” she asked the spirit, in reference to her book, “I bet you anything there’s going to be a Romeo and Juliet situation. I bet you 100 dollars,” she laughed softly before feeling a pair of eyes on her. That’s when she realized, she was talking way too loud, and seeing as she was the only one who could see the spirit she looked mighty crazy right about now. “I can explain,” she laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck as she turned to the person

[hunterburke]

      “ sure , i don’t mind listening . in fact , it made me more curious about what’s happening right now . ” he shrugged before flashing her a smile . 

[navybluedreamss]

John Ambrose McClaren and His Smile

[hunterburke]

@flitterifics​ | violet

“david.” violet huffed - softly, and hopefully with enough subtlety to go unnoticed - at her failure to secure his true name. any fairy worth their salt could sense an obvious alias from outer space. of course, she was well aware that newcomers to barton were immediately cautioned never to give the fae their names, but ah, she’d almost gotten her hopes up with this one; sometimes her beauty disarmed them into suspending their suspicions. 

she perked up considerably when he mentioned a drink, however, and couldn’t help but giggle, glancing at her own drink that was clearly visible in front of her. he’d successfully evaded her first trap; time to see how he’d fare upon a second attempt. “well, dave-for-short, as you can see, i’m all set - but you’re in luck, because i’m actually the bartender here. what are you drinking? it’s on me. oh, and… they call me vivi around here. that’s short for something, too, but you can’t just go around giving out your name willy-nilly in this town, dave. wouldn’t want it falling into the wrong hands.”

      “ that’s why you can totally forgive me if i don’t give you my middle name . ” he gave her an apologetic smile as he ducked his head scratching the back of his head . “ a bartender ? with her own drink ? how convenient for you , do you think you’re hiring ? i’d love to be able to drink my own drinks while on the job , ” he joked before pausing to think of a drink . “ a daiquiri if you don’t mind . and please , let me pay . i’m not used to people giving free stuff . plus it keep me awake at night to have the feeling of owing something to someone . ” he smiled sheepishly at the redhead . “ well, nice to meet you vivi , and yes , exactly why i hope you don’t mind that i go with someone’s name entirely . “ he admitted.