Thank You Yellow! I’m Glad I Didn’t Die Either!

Writing Prompt #4

‘Bartender.’

To be frank, the only reason I was here was because the pay was good.

Almost too good, for such an easy job in my opinion. All I had to do was serve drinks - that were in labelled bottles, mind you - and to know when a person was red-faced enough to cut them off.

I didn’t even have to deal with the drunkards that often, they rarely came over to this particular establishment.

I guess I was just lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time. A poster on a lamp post, a chilly Wednesday morning, and a wallet that was only getting emptier. Then it was just a hop, skip and a twirl away to the club.

Well, they say club. It looks more like a cafe to me. Admittedly, most cafes don’t sell alcohol, but most clubs were loud and rowdy and wholly annoying.

Whoever designed this club had comfort in their mind; with large and lush armchairs, warm and rustic colours, and low-hanging dim lanterns. The atmosphere was almost always cozy - except of course for the times someone got too rowdy with the bottles.

There I was, minding my own business. Cleaning the glasses with a rag and nodding my head along to the tunes that floated out of the speakers.

Then she walked in.

I won’t be cliche. I won’t say that heads turned when she walked through the door. I won’t say that the speakers stuttered to a stop thanks to some magically timed malfunction. I won’t say her presence was magnetic, and that she’d be forever imprinted in the minds of the other people in the cafe.

Mostly because all that didn’t happen. Also because I’m not one for cliches.

But then she walked over to my counter. 

Ordered a drink.

Took out her phone.

I mean, all normal things, right? I thought so too. I paid her no mind.

I served her drink, talked about how it looked like it was going to rain, then went back to work.

Eventually, she finished her drink, left her pay - along with a tip that I appreciated - on the counter,  and walked out.

And that was it.

She didn’t even leave her number on the counter, so I filed that memory as insignificant and continued on with my life.

That was it.

It was, honest.

Though, while we’re on the subject of honesty-

I lied, she did leave her number on the counter.

Though, I’d dealt with lots of these before. I wasn’t exactly unattractive, if you’d catch my drift.

Most of the time, I’d ignore them. Throw them in the recycling, never look back.

This time though, I thought, what’s the worst that could happen?

Oh boy.

PETITION HERE

oh my god

mandalorian grogu would be the best fucking Beroya ever. 

“why do you say so?”

because

he’s already a hunter

oh my god imagine everyone looking at this. this small ass being and going “you’re the bounty hunter? really? i’m spending my money on you?” and then Grogu just comes back with the bounty in record time because he’s already just naturally a hunter. have you seen this mf’s ears? they’re so big wtf you think his prey can escape him?? no?? he can hear your heart beating and you better believe he’s coming after your crusty ass-

sometimes you just gotta start something with a possession 

Old Town Road but he just keeps listing all the places he has horses

I know nothing and my heart aches.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (tr. by Margaret Jull Costa)

Well

I’ve done it, finally set up a Paypal account, wahoo

So yes, you can in fact send in requests now! I have to be honest here; I am quite inexperienced. It’s for this reason that I’ll be setting prices quite low initially.

I am but a measly worm navigating through the harsh world of getting paid

My ask box is always open and prices can be negotiated! Just tell me what you want, how long you want it, and provide some way of communication between us and we’re all set!

I mainly specialise in original work. However, if you want me to work on characters from a fandom then you only need to ask! There’s a possibility that I’d either already be in the fandom, or might eagerly jump in for the sake of writing about it!

Please, don’t be shy. Please. Please.

Please.

MANIFESTING

that the armorer returns season 3

i miss her