#bar setting

[ah-scheisse-its-you]

Brand new meet-cute MarcoAce is out y'all!!

I was filled with the need to write something the other day and searched through a bunch of prompts to find one that sparked joy. Then of course it had to be the favs🧡💙

Marcoace | Rated: T | Words: 834

#one piece #portgas d. ace #marco the phoenix #marcoace #marace #angel writes #fanfic #meet cute #proposal #modern au #bar setting

[fearthecreeper]

Barflies: (A Becky Albright/Jonathan Crane short piece)

She knew he would be just across the street. All the while she maneuvered her way home, she felt his stare, peering from around corners, leering from bodega windows. At a certain point, she caught him. 

“Back the fuck up, you know I’m testifying against you, Crane. There is nothing you can do to hold me back.”

“Rebecca.” His meticulously controlled tone made her squirm. Precise. A perfectly chosen full name.

Silence permeated the space between them. No traffic. No pedestrians,

“Jonathan.” The second she uttered his first name, she realized the mistake she had made. A small, halfways smile flickered across his face, as instantaneous as the blinking bar sign behind him. She gripped her cane. He stood taller.

“Let’s talk for a moment, Becky.” 

She said yes. Why the fuck did she say yes?

Without even a glance to either side, she crossed the street, brushing past him to the very same bar with blinking lights.

A dive. The city was proud of its dives. Each neighborhood, some boroughs apart, some blocks, bickered and snickered about what they each considered a real dive. Irish pubs, college sports bars, and those with darkly pithy names (the sorts long-debated whether or not they were offensive, some poking fun at addiction recovery programs, others about the size of appendages, and even others mocking a less-fortunate, rural way of life) did not compare to this place. Hardly the size of a closet. Limited bar seats. Limited space in general. Jonathan followed Becky, quiet as a house cat with the breaths of a predatory sort, maneuvered her way to the dimly lit  back corner.  Their stools hobbled beneath them both.

“You’re paying.” Controlled. Level. “Your suggestion. You pay.”

Jonathan did not fight. He had wads of cash burrowed into the holes in coat pockets, lost so deep they were practically woven into the lining. It wasn’t much. He didn’t have much and had been unable to own a credit card since his professor days. But Becky Albright asked. 

“If I don’t testify, will you leave me alone?” A beat. Even through the music, echoing throughout the small space, silence permeated. She waved the bartender over. Another beat.“Two shots of gin. Please.”

Jonathan quirked a brow.

“I didn’t expect you to be a gin drinker.”

“Answer the question.”

The shots arrived before he could. Simultaneously, they reached, threw them back, both grimacing. Twin movements.

“Sure. If you don’t testify, I’ll leave you alone.”

The bartender swung by.

“Any drinks?”

“Aperol Spritz, please?”

“Do we look like an aperol spritz kind of place?”

Before Becky could reply, Jonathan cleared his throat. All it took was a stare.

“Make that two.”

He wasn’t an Aperol Spritz drinker, but he would be that night.

The tension slowly, silently started to resolve itself. The bar flies trickled in and out but it wasn’t busy. Becky, in the absence of others, eased in the new silence.

Becky watched Jonathan’s hands as the drinks arrived, waiting for the moment he drugged her. The moment never came.

In the dim, hazy lighting he looked almost, almost handsome, neon dancing off the wire rimmed glasses as he pushed them up the bridge of his nose. Becky studied his long, bony fingers. 

Another round later (two if you include the complementary round of shots the bartender-who, for reasons neither of them could fathom, went by the name Kansas-slid them on the way out), and, against all better judgment, Becky led Jonathan back to her apartment. To the collapsing studio she had called home since law school started, where she still owed rent. Shabby. Cluttered.

Liquor loosens lips and, even still, loose lips sink ships. As if her mind evaded her, evaporated into the persistent, steady water droplets that leaked from her bathroom ceiling, Becky showed him her door. And as he looked around the place that, to any normal person, would look hoarder-ish, felt like home. 

“My window stays unlatched. I’m sorry if it’s cold. Easy access to the fire escape, though.” Becky Albright knew what she was doing. And she knew what she was doing when she fumbled with the buttons on her dress (a yellow, vintage number she found from one of those community-oriented thrift stores).

Jonathan stood, unbudging at the foot of the bed. She felt his gaze on each movement. And then, she looked at him. At his shabby suit. At his hair that was starting to thin at its line.

“What are you afraid of, plucky Becky?” His voice was soft as he walked closer to her, suit falling to the floor. She heaved herself back on her bed, gaze unfaltering.

“It sure as fuck, isn’t you.”

 Plucky Becky heaved as he slid himself onto her. Lips as cracked and chapped as her own ran along her jaw, her collarbone, down and down. 

She told the truth. She was not afraid.

When Becky Albright took the stand, all those close enough could see what had happened. A small, rounded bump protruding from just behind her navy blue sweater.

Becky Albright never did wind up testifying against Jonathan Crane.

#becky albright #jonathan crane #the scarecrow #fanfiction #one shot #oc child #bar setting #becky albright/jonathan crane #batman #batman rogues #rogues gallery #batman villains #batman fanfiction #dc comics fanfiction

[psi-comic]

the view outside

#psi comic #digital art #clip studio paint #background #bar setting

[r4vn]

PROMPT

"why would you even care?"

he stared in slightly confusion at brunette in front of him, scoffing as he immediately knew he wasn't joking. levi took one last inhale of his cigarette before allowing it to hit the ground, grinding it into the concrete with the bottom of his shoe. he took a step towards the taller male and wrapped his slender digits around a slim black fabric of a tie, yanking it towards his direction.

eren would've flew into levi if he hadn't caught himself in time, the only consequence was being centimeters away from the man's face, steel blue eyes gazing into sea green.

"what a dumb question coming from an even dumber person." levi concluded, casually watching eren's eyes flick between his pair of dark eyes and gingerly pink lips. music exited from the bar, fading out into the lit up streets of the city. the fluorescent lights mirrored themselves off the dark, wet asphalt as the 2 men gazed at one another. levi's fingers let go of eren's tie, making their way up to his nape.

the ravenette tilted his head slowly to the side, their noses quickly touching whilst guided eren even closer. eren rose a palm, resting it on the wall behind and above his coworker, his opposite hand hesitantly but almost knowingly resting on levi's hip. eren leaned in even more, sharing each others warmth under the dark, calming night sky and outside neon bar lights. the foreplay was borderline starving the two men from each other's touch. levi, finally having enough fun, leaned into a pair of smooth lips, brushing his against his. he whispering his last few words for the night before closing the gap.

"hopefully this will help answer it, bastard."

#fic prompt #levi x eren #bar setting #modern-day #raining #gloomy weather #eren aot #levi aot #shingeki no kyoujin #my writing #check out my Ao3 in my bio :p

[griddlebutch]

The way that the alien in Nope's final form looks like an old studio camera. The way the opening credits take place inside its stomach, shown as an endless darkness framed by billowing sheets - the blanket-like hood of an old camera that the photographer hides under. The way Jupe calls the alien The Viewer. The way Jupe makes stuffed animals of what he imagines the aliens inside the "ship" to look like subconsciously reference the camera magazines on the set of Gordy's Home with the body of a monkey. The way that Jupe was only saved because the table cloth kept him from looking Gordy in the eyes. The way that OJ and Em signal "I see you" before the final showdown. The violence of attention. The all-seeing eye. The panopticon. The camera obscura. The dark chamber. The spectacle.

#nope #nope 2022 #jordan peele #jordan peele is such a fucking genius this is his best work yet and thats a high bar to set three times in a row now

[liyrical]

mgyj dump

#my art #fushiita #itafushi #yuji itadori #yuuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #track suggestion: set fire to the third bar by snow patrol

[feluka]

in all honesty i feel there shouldn't be any christmas celebrations at all until palestine is free

#and i don't mean until ceasfire. i mean until it's free. #pope shenouda was 100% right when he banned his coptic people from going on pilgrimage to jerusalem so long as it's occupied by israel #because he said 1- we shouldn't be able to go there while palestinian christians and muslims are banned from going to their holy sites #and 2- while jerusalem is occupied all ''tourism money'' it gets goes to israel which pours into the zionist war machine #he was absolutely right to ban the pilgrimages and to establish strong coptic/palestinian solidarity #and i can't help but feel like tawadros is falling short of the bar that shenouda set #he made a statement on behalf of copts denouncing israel and supporting palestine which is. nice. but he can do more. #i sincerely hope he imposes a ban on celebrations at least this year. at least.

[stephendorff]

#jake gyllenhaal #road house #my gifs #😏 #king king king king king bark bark bark bark bar #i need him #no thoughts... just this.... #nvm it made me think of another set to make

[isjasz]

[Day 169]

Time past and soul bond, but have our love been broken down?

(Do you think we are soulmates in different universes?)

Also. Wondering why the hell I'm still angsting on day 169 when i totally could've drawn them happy? BLAME THIS FUCKING GUY

Alternate version with the heart strings bc I'm a dumbass ok now I dip BYE

#dddaily4sherin #trafficshipping #scarian #my art #HI HAPPY DAY 169 IG WHAT IS THIS😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #i dont think i nailed the passionate part im ngl BRO SET A BAR THERE AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOOO #running of the internet immediately after this i am DIPPING CYA ON THE OTHER SIDE #oh my fucking god i jusr realized i didnt draw the FUCKJNG HEART STRINGS #this is fine. yep o7 HEAD IN AHDNS

[liesmultixxx]

percabeth underwater kiss lives rent free in my mind

bonus: everyone losing their shit because percy and annabeth are FINALLY together like c’mon guys ABOUT DAMN TIME

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the last olympian #pjo #pjo books #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #percy x annabeth #annabeth and percy #percabeth #percabeth is percabething #they’re so iconic #soulmates #otp #the way he can’t help but laugh when he’s with her #because she is the light of his life #his anchor #his lifeline #his water aka his healing element #they mean everything to me #rick set the bar HIGH #best ship ever

[petit-papillion]

Tomorrow, Oliver Bearman and Charles Leclerc will be the youngest pairing ever to line up for the Scuderia Ferrari and the first to be made up of graduates of Ferrari Driver Academy (FDA).

📸 Scuderia Ferrari

#so cool #hope they both finish the race without any incidents #qould be nice for ollie to get points and charles a podium #but setting my bar low again #good luck tomorrow boys! #charles leclerc #ollie bearman #scuderia ferrari #fda #saudi arabian gp 2024 #formula 1 #f1

[densewentz]

i think the turning point in my life both academically and professionally was realizing that. If you Go First, be it a presentation or an interview or whatever. If you go first, you are being judged based on NOTHING but yourself. They aren't comparing you to anyone else, you don't have an act to "follow". You are the Bar. You can literally just do the best you can and at that point it will automatically be the best they've seen so far. And once you're done you're done. You can mentally and emotionally check out.

Game changer insofar as being stressed about presenting because now I just bulldoze over everyone else to go first like a feral hog.

#its true though #all my anxiety about presentations got reduced SIGNIFICANTLY once I started fighting to be first #its Good Advice #this actually especially applies to people with unfinished work like #girl you do not want to watch 9 people with complete presentations go and then give your speech #just jump on that grenade early before they've had time to be impressed by anyone #and the fallout wont be NEARLY as bad #and then its over right away #also if youre a smug petty bitch like me #you can absolutely blow the performance out of the water #and bask in the absolutely traumatized expressions of everyone who has to go after you now #if im gonna be the bar im going to set it at the ceiling #sorry #so i guess the next lesson is you have to fight to be before Me and those Like Me #rip

[wilcze-kudly]

More dumb things because im sick and bored

Part 1

#cancel pabu 2023 #jinora set the bar so damn high. rip to her siblings #kai getting semi adopted by weilin yayy #bolin #korra #avatar korra #jinora #huan beifong #lin beifong #suyin beifong #opal beifong #weilin #wei beifong #asami sato #varrick #kuvira #korrasami #tlok kai #kai #legend of korra #tlok #the legend of korra #avatar #avatar the legend of korra #atlok #tlok incorrect quotes

[houseswife]

house: this has absolutely nothing to do with wilson

also house: [brings up wilson unprompted] [spends 95% of the session either talking about wilson or deliberately avoiding talking about wilson] [literally admits it’s about wilson]

#yes they set it up as though the true root cause was cuddy in the end #but I beg you to consider that 1) house agreed to seriously unpack his feelings of rejection re: wilson in relation to his exacerbated #drinking & the bar fight #and 2) the patient of the week deliberately evoked moments from house’s head/wilson’s heart #with particular emphasis on the brain surgery #which was the one time that wilson ever put house second to someone else #specifically a girlfriend #AKA the exact curveball that house has just been thrown for a second time (albeit in a less grave context) #nolan suggests that house punished the patient’s husband the way he’s punishing himself because they’re both losing someone they love #yes we could assume that his alcoholism was made worse by cuddy and lucas’s commitment #but also… house started drinking himself into blackouts when sam and wilson got together. not when cuddy and lucas got together #which reminds me — the last time that house sought out getting trashed at the bar #was when WILSON AND AMBER GOT TOGETHER. this is a pattern for him. #he goes out and destroys himself when wilson becomes seriously romantically involved. ERGO…. this whole thing WAS abt wilson #I’ve connected the dots #house md #greg house #gregory house #hilson #james wilson #house/wilson #hatecrimes md #that ‘say it’ was literally him asking nolan to call him a f—