#Erik as a mixologist

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Happy Halloween everyone! What better way to celebrate this spooky season than with a bartender AU update? 👀👻

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The Phandom: What those hands do?

Erik: …Make a kick-ass cocktail.

Individual close-ups:

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Thanks for the tag, @brendadaaedestler! Since you requested me to do this in character for bartender Erik, I will be doing that ✨

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade ball or cocktail party

This was honestly pretty fun, making me think about what bartender!Erik would like and the reasons behind it. Thanks for the tag Chloe! <3

Tagged by @sortinets thank you so much!!

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade ball or cocktail party

this was surprisingly difficult!!!

Tagging: @hyperobsession @conjuring-ghouls & @major-fukkup

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

A Night Forgotten

Part Four

Flashback: The Wedding

What a beautiful, heart-felt ceremony. Emoni had come back from the restroom within the beautifully appointed ballroom. Her friends had picked an exquisite mansion to hold their ceremony and reception. The grand chandelier situated high above them made Emoni feel as if she were a part of Beauty and The Beast. The ivory ball gown the bride wore reminded her of a princess.

As Emoni enters the vast ballroom, she makes a beeline for the bar, needing to start the evening off on the right foot. Everyone began to mingle after filling their bellies with the best food she’d ever had. As she made her way there, her ivory and gold satin bridesmaids gown annoying her, she made eye contact with her ex, Troy, instantly turning her gaze away with frustration. He’d been trying to get her attention the entire time. Emoni wanted nothing to do with his lying, cheating ass.

To her delight, the bartender is a good friend: Brent is dressed up as Cupid for tonight's event, complete with a silly bow and arrow set slung across his chest. Ivory, silk, button down shirt on with the buttons halfway secured, his skin is oiled and painted in golden fairy dust, and his matching satin pants hang low on his hips. He looks like a love slave with fairy-like wings, quite honestly, more fit for a BDSM dungeon than a fairytale wedding.

"Brent, I didn't know you were a bartender, too!" she says as she takes a stool in front of him, tucking a stray curl behind her ear that had fallen from her elegant updo that Brent had given her just that morning. "This hair is fantastic, by the way. I love how it makes me feel, so…"

"Naughty and free?" he suggests.

"Exactly."

She's been his client for the last three years, and over that time, their rapport has been growing by leaps and bounds. It's been a wonder to discover there is more to this silent, talented man than just his good looks and charm.

"The best hairdresser in all of California by day, moonlighting as a mixologist for the newlyweds?! How very mysterious you are, Mr. Clark!”

Brent shrugs one muscular shoulder and flashes a quick grin. "I'm a man of many talents," he reminds her with a wink. "We're always full of surprises, Ms. Daniels."

"Is that so?" she challenges him with a wicked grin. "Why don't you prove it by making me something as unique and unforgettable as this hair Ply me with a menu of drinks guaranteed to end with my socks being knocked off!"

With a mischievous gleam in his dark eyes, he accepts her challenge.

"I do believe I've got just the thing for you, Ms. Daniels…"

Brent sauntered over towards the end of the bar to make her the perfect drink. Emoni swayed in her seat, enjoying the music and refusing to be in a sour mood because of her ex. Fuck him. He doesn’t deserve to steal her joy.

Unfortunately for her, another man known to be a thorn in her side since High School was on his way over, dressed from head to toe in Sebastian Cruz—Italian fabric. It’s a black suit with gold accents, matching the colors of the wedding. He is a groomsmen after all. His tapered locs are braided back and he couldn’t go without wearing his gold canines. He begins as it always does between them: with an acknowledgement and an insult.

"Evening, Daniels," Erik Stevens greets her with a bow of his head, taking up his customary place at her side as she turns up her nose at him, attempting to fake her disgust of him, “How goes the dick hustling tonight?"

She glances over at him, amused. His eyes are shielded with a gold half-mask. Very sexy. She would never tell him that however. With a mouth like his, it was sure to piss her off quickly. he carries a glass tumbler that is filled with melting ice and the tiniest bit of cognac.

Where is Brent with her much needed drink?! She searched the bar and there was no sight of him.

Odd.

Emoni was determined not to give into the whim to kick this smug Prince in his priced jewels. It's far too early in the evening for that sort of a juvenile response, and really she needed a little liquid courage to be that bold.

And why would you kick him in the balls when you actually want to tea bag them? Her salacious thoughts intruded.

"Hello, Stevens," she unenthusiastically responded instead, refusing to call him by his first name. "Still seducing the ladies with a forked tongue, I see."

His serpentine smirk is chased by a sexually-suggestive leer. "You meant silver tongue, I'm sure. And if anyone's out to deceive…you're the one dressed like a seductress, Daniels. Since when do you seduce?” He noticed she didn’t have a drink in her hand, “I take it Brent is still working on your drink?”

Emoni parted her glossy lips to speak but was suddenly rendered speechless. A beautifully-crafted cocktail was situated in front of her, as if it had materialized from nowhere. A striking and vivid pink, tropical flower was placed over the edge of the glass as a garnish. A pretty pink egg-white mixture swirled inside of the glass. It was topped with an orange drizzle and edible glitter.

For the slightest moment, Emoni could have sworn the mysterious drink glowed like it was made of magic. Even Erik couldn’t tear his eyes away from the pretty concoction. Just then, the most alluringly sexy voice brought her gaze forward. Emoni was stunned by the woman’s undeniable beauty. Long, sleek brown hair, feline eyes, chiseled jaw, sculpted body with sinewy curves, and a full set of lips so tempting. She was hypnotic.

“One Aphrodite’s Love Potion for you…”

“Thank you,” Emoni’s eyes searched, “Did Brent leave?”

“He needed to take a quick break. I’m taking over until he gets back…”

Emoni brought the cocktail to her lips and then she paused.

“What’s in this?”

“Gin, triple sec, lemon juice…just to name a few. It looks delicious, doesn’t it?”

Her voice was so beautiful. Erik stood there speechless. As if he were in a trance.

“Go on, drink it. I already know you’ll love it.”

Emoni gave a one shoulder shrug before bringing her lips over the rim and taking a sip. As soon as it touched her tongue, she was immediately hit with a burst of flavor. It was the best drink she’d ever had. She instantly felt a rush, the drink coursing through her body and making her feel all warm and fuzzy.

“It’s delicious. Thank you?—”

“Just call me Dove. It’s a nickname of mine.”

“Thanks, Dove. I may need another one of these tonight!” Emoni said with a flirty grin.

“Oh, you’ll be back for more, trust me. Maybe your friend here might want one?”

Erik locked eyes with Dove, for a second unable to formulate words. Someone had accidentally bumped into him on their way to the bar. Erik blinked away from Dove, clearing his throat to speak.

“I’m all good. For now at least. Not my type of drink.”

“I see,” Dove gave Erik a once over, “Well, I’ll see you two around. Enjoy your evening…”

Dove sauntered away towards the end of the bar. Emoni could feel Erik’s eyes on her. She glared at him.

“What?”

“Fitting.” He looked at her drink before eyeing her up and down, his gaze taking time to admire the view. "My, my, but you do love to play naughty for me, don't you?”

Although she didn’t particularly like the dress—not that it was her idea to wear it in the first place—it made her slim-thick body stand out. Her breasts sat up invitingly. The back of the dress although a bit poofy made her plump ass sit out.

“Naughty for you? That's the funniest thing I've heard all evening, Erik, Thanks for the ha-ha.”

She turns to assess the crowd of eligible men. There are more than a few faces she already knows, but others she'd like to know a lot better, “Contrary to your absurd and quite comical belief, I didn't dress this way for you. I have a specific agenda tonight.”

Erik scuffed, dimples deep in his cheeks and lips rolled shut, fighting the urge to burst into laughter. She’s such a logistician. That’s one thing about Emoni that attracted him to her. That articulate voice and intellect. It was so damn sexy. Erik waved down Brent who appeared again at the bar. He strolled over with a big smile.

“Another one of these, homie!”

Brent gave Erik a thumbs up and then he glanced at Emoni with a sorry look. She waved him away, not even bothered that he had to step away from the bar for a bit. Brent returned within two minutes with a new glass of cognac on ice. Erik accepted the drink graciously.

“Don't you always at these things? Have an agenda?” He dryly asks, taking a quick sip of his drink to hide a frown. “Speaking of which—” He leans in as if to impart a secret to her, appearing solemn and earnest in his proposal. “Look, the truth is…I just came over here to offer you my services.”

She turns her head and gives him a flat stare. “What services would those be exactly—teaching a woman what not to want in a man? Because you excel at that.”

“You're the only one who thinks so,” he baldly points out, and she knows he's right. The fact is Erik’s got women crawling all over him, begging for a piece on a regular basis, despite his abysmal character. Apparently, having a boat-load of money and royalty status is the great cosmetic for a truly deplorable personality, “As I was saying…my services,” he continues. “Tonight I'm feeling magnanimous, Daniels, so I'm going to make you an offer you can't possibly refuse.”

Emoni sighs and waves at him to get on with what will, indubitably, be a scandalous and ridiculous proposition. The answering dimpled grin he gives her is delightfully boyish and positively enchanting, and if she had fewer brain cells in her head she'd fall for it hook, line, and sinker.

“Go on, Boss, I’m listening.”

“Alright, now listen up because I'm not repeating it,” he says, preening as a peacock before her, “For one night only, for absolutely no money down and no contract necessary, I'm willing to save you the embarrassment of having to find and hunt down the perfect man for your desired one night stand,” He crudely points at his crotch. "I've already got one right here that can fulfill your every fucking dream. Totally free. I'll even throw in all the pink cocktails you'll need to work up the nerve. Dove is around her somewhere…”

Enoni purses her lips, trying not to laugh in his face. As far as trying it on goes, that one is rather original.

“So, let me just understand your pitch,” she replies, affecting indifference. “You're offering to ply me with copious amounts of alcohol and once I'm too inebriated to think straight, you're going to allow me a shot at some other chick’s sloppy seconds…assuming I don't fall unconscious somewhere in between and make things that much easier for you.” She fakes a yawn. “Nice try, but why would I allow my boss and a womanizer the chance of fucking me?”

His frown indicates he’s pissed that she would even think that.

“Your back is so gahdamn rigid, Daniels. I’ll be glad when you get that stick out your fuckin’ ass. And aren’t you the one tryna find a man to fuck in your hotel bed? A random man at that,” Erik chuckles, “So, if anything…”

She was furious then. She wanted to slap him in that pretty face of his. He was so infuriating!

“Are you calling me a hoe? All I did was tell you the truth. And you know it’s the truth, don’t you?”

He blinks as if she's nailed him right in the gut, and gives a long-suffering sigh as if disgusted with her total lack of interest.

“Daniels, you really know how to stomp a man's grand plans into dust at the same time as grinding his balls into meat strips,” He tosses back the contents of his drink, finishing off the glass. “I’ll leave you alone and watch you stand here looking desperate when an opportunity is right in front of you.”

Now she laughs and turns her attention back to the crowd, eyeing the selection and seeing if there is anyone there who might even remotely catch her attention tonight.

“You can’t stand the fact that I don’t fall for your dimples and your raspy voice and your status. Your charm doesn’t work on me. If you can even call it that.”

“Plenty do,” he grouses, looking petulant by her refusal to be impressed, “I'm amazingly appealing, and we both know that you know that.”

"Sure I do,” Emoni replied sarcastically with a roll of her eyes.

He sniffs. "Your problem is you're too green…miss prim."

“No, I'm foxy and an excellent judge of character. Far from green and prudish, Stevens.” Emoni fired back.

“Yes, well…” He sighs, twirling his now empty glass in his hand, “I don't suppose you'd consider lowering your stuck-up standards for a night to aid a fellow charity-dodger deal with his dick?”

“Not for all the air to breathe.”

“Ah, well, your loss, love,” he says, sounding not in the least put-out by her rejection.

He is, after all, quite used to it by now. This is a familiar ritual for them, one they'd been having on and off for the last five years or so since his return from Wakanda. It always ends the same, too: he 'flirts' outrageously with her then ducks out with some random woman on his arm, and she, unwilling to be the brunt of jokes about a lack of a sex life come Monday morning, eventually leaves with one of her friends-with-benefits for a Saturday night of vigorous sex…followed by a Sunday morning filled with hollow excuses and quick goodbyes. That’s how Emoni ended up with her ex, Troy. A serious mistake that led her into a toxic relationship.

Really, the way she and Erik dance around each other at these events and in the office is comical, if it wasn't so fucking obvious that they both wanted a good, nasty, rough night with each other. The problem is that Emoni wants more than a one-off with her boss. Unfortunately, he's highly allergic to commitment.

Hence the sexual tension with the mean bite. Suddenly, Erik surprises her by taking her drink from her hand and sampling it. He held her gaze with a penetrating stare, daring her to do something. She stared back at him with her mouth agape and eyes wide.

He sits the drink down on the bar and licks his full, tempting lips, giving her a slow once-over, “Enjoy your cute, little drink,” he offers and heads off, a beautiful model-type following him with lustful eyes. That wasn’t the only woman there that wanted a piece.

As he walks away, Emoni tries not to let her disappointment overtly show, or derail her from the plan: she is going home with some man tonight and will lose herself in their sex. She’s horny and it’s been too long since she’d been full of dick. After all, that always helps her, at least temporarily, to forget her unrequited feelings for Erik Stevens.

She finishes off her drink, giving a surprised hum at how pleasant it tastes…and how light it makes her feel by the time she hits the bottom of the glass.

“When do you plan on admitting your feelings for him? I mean, it’s been over ten years…”

Startled, Emoni looked forward and met the eyes of that captivating bartender. She slid another pretty drink towards her with a mischievous grin. Emoni was mesmerized by her undeniable beauty with a slight trace of vanity.

But wait, how did she know it’s been over ten years?

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not-June Something Prompts Day 3: Tell us about a favorite fandom experience.

Hayyyy, time to get nostalgic on main. It was Vividcon. The year was 2011 (a lifetime ago!)... It was the year of X-Men: First Class and James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender had taken over slash fandom’s brain. We had a room party that year at the con. We rewatched the film and a bunch of X-Men vids. I even made a hilarious Fassbender vid featuring all the horrid movies he's been in my god he's been in some awful shit and it's hilarious.

An excerpt from my con report circa 2011: There was an epic quest to get blue curacao since Dominick's din't have it and the other liquor store I called didn't seem to understand me when I was asking for curacao, idk. danegen and I even went to ask the bartenders at the House of Meat for advice on where to get our supplies since we needed the blue, okay. The Quest for Curacao was left unresolved on Thursday but I had given assurances that they would find the stuff sometime on Friday.

It was so important to have a blue drink because of Mystique and Beast. loveoklest and danegen ended up finding us the curacao. HEROES!! And Deejay had made like 90-100 drinks that night, what a fucking mixologist rockstar. It was fucking brilliant, okay. HEROES. @danegen and I also made up a drinking game for our party attendees. Danegen made a POSTER. I can't even remember how many people ended up in that hotel room but it was good time. I’m gonna blow danegen’s mind right now because I still have the poster. Found it when I was cleaning a few years ago…

Behold:

It was... a lot of drinking. @monkeyswithjetpacks had the most outrageously funny commentary during the movie. It was great, it was all great. :) Anyway, also check out danegen's vid Golden Years which she made to premiere at the room party. (@danegen do you have this on youtube?) Text version of the drinking game under the cut.

X-Men: First Glass - Sobriety Was Never An Option

Take a drink when

Someone uses their mutation

Kevin Bacon speaks a foreign language

Someone cries

Charles says “groovy”

There’s a reference to gay rights

There’s a reference to 1960s Civil Rights Movement

Michael Fassbender’s Irish accent bleeds through

Charles calls Erik ‘my friend’

We see Hank’s feet 

There’s appropriation that pisses you off

A woman or character of color is treated like an object

Emma’s anachronistic underwear is on screen

Charles and Erik are playing chess

They travel to a new city or country

Someone is in a bar and/or having a drink

Raven hits on Hank

Charles and Erik casually touch

There’s m/m subtext amongst the students

Charles is a douche to people who are on his side

There’s a reference to the future

Charles tries to boss Erik around

Raven rolls her eyes at someone

Erik tortures someone

Erik speaks a foreign language

Riptide silently does as commanded

Azazel teleports like a mofo

Begin chugging when

Erik grins (HANDSOME SHARK)

Raven stands up for herself

Erik lifts the submarine from the water

Charles experiences Shaw’s death

(full list of questions here)

[americanwhispered]

winter here   !   lestat di martel de belikov.   use he / him pronouns   ,   he is just twenty-nine   ,   190cm ❪ 6'23 ❫   ,   panromantic   ,   model &   mclaren's second seatꜝꜝ　#̱　55↑   ,  originally born in new york.   the youngest of the three brothers  ,   former member of the new york yankees   &   alphatauri  ,   batter   &   mixologist student.   he also take some courses to make tattoos and has his own studio in various locations for exampleඃ new york   ,   las vegas   &   arizona   ,   plays the guitar   ,   piano   &   he also loves to dance salsa.     "    LESTAT   ﹕  〝 𝒹o you believe in the archangel?    he who is sent to transmit a message    ﹙⠀…⠀﹚   and help his neighbor    ...    he whose eyes are like torches. 〞

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑩𝑬𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 .    (  better known as tosiek/eros or atlas .    .   . my first language is english, so please be patient with me when it comes to roleplaying in spanish.  “ @MYAL1BI ”   user  account  )    .    .    .    𝟮𝟭 ﹨ spanish   ,   english   ,   italian   ,   portuguese   &   german .ᐟ    maybe,  low/sporadic  to  NONE  activity  due  to  university  and  life.    ANY QUESTIONS OR PLOT IDEAS ARE WELCOME (    ＊ credits﹔ sladestrokes   &   euphoria by hex,   graphics   by   me.   all   content   sourced   is from pinterest   /   edited   by   me   &   some devianart resources.    )

this character is based on a variety of ideas and characters based on some books   ,   songs   ,   poems   &   more   ,   among them we can find astrohada from "she knows i hate her"   ,   erik from "le fantôme de l'opéra"   ,   lucifer from "la corte de lucifer" (hence the term archangel)   ,   lestat de lioncourt   ,   jack frost from "rise of the guardians" &   more   !    in the field of songs we will find as first "make the angels cry"   &   "let the world burn   !" by Chris Grey   ,  obviously also "too sweet" by hozier   ,   "00:00"   &   "paraíso lunar" by 𝘀͟𝗶͟𝗱͟𝗱͟𝗮͟𝗿͟𝘁͟𝗵͟𝗮   ,   "mr.loverman"   &   "line without a hook" by ricky montgomery   &   to finish off the poems we have "curriculum" (mario benedetti)   ,  "the ancient night of erections flies" (rafael alberti)   ,  "blessed" (amado nervo)   ,  "astral solitude" (doble zero) and to finish off "ode to sadness" (pablo neruda)

ABOUT ACCOUNT .ᐟ please read carefully if you want to agree on a plot or simply want to know about the account/character.

# EROS   an   INDEPENDENT,    CANON—HEADCANON,    PRIVATE   portrayal   of   LESTAT   (tf1rp).    any character    &&.    crossovers   friendly   is   welcome.

he already has his partner:   ²⁶⁰⁵²⁴ ♡,   mature   tems    &&.    dead dove: do not eat.    there may be some hints of high—sounding prose, triggering content — minors interact with caution    &&.    when roleplaying there will be some references   to   the   ﹙ books   ,   movies   ,   poems   ,   etc﹚&   will   be   heavily   cited.

CONTEXT ——— IMPORTANT LINKS    &&.    THAT   .ᐟ  THERE ARE ROLEPLAY ACCOUNTS: the character ⠀⠀

teammate: bash

publicist and rival in love: eve

figure to follow: andrés

rival in race: harriet

bestfriend as brother: felipe

"I WILL ALWAYS GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE TO CRUSH YOU LATER !"

   ⊹   ֺ   ִ      ̤   2024 season

POLE POSITION:

♡   30 de Junio: RED BULL RING: GP AUSTRIA  !

♡♡   26 de Mayo: MONTECARLO: GP MÓNACO  

♡♡♡ 19 de Mayo: IMOLA: GP EMILIA ROMANA

♡♡   17 de Noviembre: SAKHIR: GP BARÉIN

why the name winter   ? that name had been around since he was a baseball player   (   just as ice   ,   cold   ,   winter leaves you still   ,   frozen   )  they gave him the nickname because of those balls he threw   !    . . . no one could hit them . in terms of f1   ,   curves dominate it   ,   the cold never escapes no matter how small or large the surface .

[erikwxldrxn-blog]

DARREN CRISS lookalike ERIK WALDRON has just registered with the votive as a BARTENDER. their profile states that HE is 27 years old, identifies as MALE, is of HOMOSEXUAL orientation, and some of their kinks include DIRTY TALK, BONDAGE, ROUGH SEX. it’ll be interesting to see if they’re as FREETHINKING & DETERMINED as everyone says. [BEK, 26, SHE/HER, CST] 

Hello hello~ I’m Bek and this is Erik. He’s kinda a WIP, but also one of my older characters so while I’m adjusting him to fit this plot, I’ve got a pretty good grasp of his personality and such so I’m gonna go ahead and lay down the basics   

Sent in the app with his age set as 29, but asked to change it to 27. Still waiting to hear back, so he’s either 27 or 29 lol. 

Erik is pretty gay although he’s a total dude’s dude and isn’t very flamboyant at all. He’s a simple man, it doesn’t take much to make his irritable ass happy. 

He dgaf. Literally. He’s probably one of the least judgmental people around simply because he doesn’t give a fuck about anything that doesn’t pertain to or involve him. He stays out of people’s business and tries to stay far away from drama, he ain’t about that life. You do you is a saying he might toss around a bit, and he means it. He reminds himself that he isn’t in any sort of position to judge another being going about their life the way they choose.

There aren’t many people he genuinely gives a shit about, aside from the few he is or might be close to. He’s got lots of walls up and it shows. 

He enjoys no strings, casual dating and one night stands. He has no intentions of developing any sort of romantic relationship with anyone, though I’d like that to obviously change later down the road.

He never denies himself a good time aka he’s a down bitch 80%, the other 20% is the exception of the times he might prefer his own company. It happens. He’s kinda a grump and while he is pretty easy-going, he actually enjoys his solitude. Needs it, even. He tends to maintain a good balance between socialization and isolation. When he might be in his feelings for whatever reason, then he becomes a hermit and keeps to himself. Because god forbid anyone see him in a vulnerable state.

He is an animal lover. He is more likely to develop a friendship with a dog than another person, as silly as that might sound. He tends to be pretty cynical and un-trusting of humans in general, but dogs are man’s best friend and he just loves ‘em. Hence his day job ( feeling silly about feeling like that might not be allowed lmao!! couldn’t find anything stating otherwise, but messaged the main anyways. haven’t heard back so until then imma roll with it ) as a vet tech at a local vet clinic.

Currently, he’s also a bartender at votive and he likes to think of himself as a mixologist due to his years of experience; he has fun with it for sure. He’s also got a perfectionist and determined mind set when it comes to work, so he definitely strives to do his absolute best at whatever he might be doing.

TW DEATH OF PARENTS - He’s been on his own since he was 18. There’s a long backstory to that ( I’ll eventually get it posted on his blog ), but long story short    parents died in a car crash when he was 6. Bounced around the foster system for 3 years before his aunt and uncle took pity on him and decided to adopt him. He doesn’t have a good relationship with either of them. He had to grow up quick and learn to take care of himself, so when he turned 18 he left first thing and has been on his own ever since. Since then, his distrust in his aunt and uncle affects his relationships. but he can’t help but think that if he can’t rely on his family, people that were supposed to love him, how could he rely on or trust anyone else? Terrible mindset, but he’s hurt, man. 

He lives off the premises, in an apartment in Brooklyn. 

Independent as shit. He prefers to do for himself than ask anyone for help. 

Pretty honest. Blunt, if you will. 

And that’s Erik in a nutshell. I would l o v e for him to have some established connections, a few friends, a couple of best friends and such. An ex or two, all of it. So show this post some love and I’ll hit ya up.

xx

[dramstreet]

Louisville, KY (September 2, 2020) — The Kentucky Derby is usually filled with color, pageantry, and celebrities. But with no fans in the stands -- and all the celebrity parties cancelled due to the pandemic -- Woodford Reserve is creating a virtual version of the Red Carpet in Hollywood. A one-hour event -- “Derby Goes Hollywood” --  will livestream on Derby Day this Saturday and will feature guests including Julz Tocker (Dancing with the Stars), Erik Miles (VH1 Love and Listing) and celebrity mixologist Charity Johnston, among others. Viewers will peek into the celebrity homes to see how they celebrate the Greatest Two Minutes in Sports. The event also benefits Mini-Therapy Horses, a non-profit charity in Los Angeles, where trained miniature horses visit and provide comfort to those in crisis. This volunteer-run charity exists solely on donations. The Hollywood event will stream on Saturday, September 5th from  3-4 p.m. EST on Woodford Reserve’s Facebook page, in addition to KNEKT.tv based in Los Angeles. The direct link will go live shortly before the broadcast. Woodford Reserve is the presenting sponsor and official bourbon of The Kentucky Derby. Derby Goes Hollywood was curated and produced by Martin Vanegas Agency in Hollywood. About Woodford Reserve: Woodford Reserve® is crafted at the historic Woodford Reserve Distillery, tucked in the heart of thoroughbred country in Versailles, Kentucky. A National Historic Landmark, the Woodford Reserve Distillery represents craftsmanship with a balance of historic heritage and modern practices. Woodford Reserve is a product of the Brown-Forman Corporation, a premier producer and marketer of fine quality beverage alcohol brands including Jack Daniel’s, Finlandia, Korbel, Tequila Herradura, Old Forester, Sonoma-Cutrer and Chambord. Please enjoy your bourbon responsibly. To learn more about Woodford Reserve, visit us www.woodfordreserve.com or check us out on Facebook at www.facebook.com/woodfordreserve.

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RE C-CAP 30TH ANNIVERSARY BENEFIT - Media Alert

RE C-CAP 30TH ANNIVERSARY BENEFIT – Media Alert

Feb 21, 2020 | Featured, Press Alert | 0 comments C-CAP SET TO HOST STAR STUDDED 30TH ANNIVERSARY BENEFIT TO SUPPORT THEIR OUTSTANDING WORK IN EMPOWERING UNDERSERVED YOUTH THROUGH THE CULINARY ARTS   THIS ULTIMATE TASTING EVENT WILL FEATURE 40 WORLD-RENOWNED RESTAURANTS IN NYC   C-CAP, a national nonprofit co-chaired by chef, author and restaurateur Marcus Samuelsson, and founded by culinary educator Richard Grausman, will host its 30TH Anniversary Benefit on Tuesday, February 25 at Pier Sixty - Chelsea Piers, New York City.    Press Arrival - 5:00pm Red Carpet – 5:45pm Doors: 6:30pm-9:00pm Event Contact - MJ Pedone (917) 319-9600      Janice Huff, (WNBC Chief Meteorologist) will emcee the evening chaired by Tim Zagat, Co-Founder of Zagat. This year’s honorees include Richard Grausman, C-CAP’s Founder and Chair Emeritus and Chef Sarabeth Levine, world-renowned Baker and Restaurant Owner.   NOTABLE INVITED GUESTS Steve Schirripa (Actor The Sopranos/Blue Bloods), Justin Tuck (2x Super Bowl Champion), OJ Anderson (2x Super Bowl Champion), Howard Cross (NY Giants Super Bowl Champion), Erik Coleman (NFL Veteran), John Starks (Former NBA All-Star/Knicks Scout) and Dee-Morris (Actor/Singer/Songwriter Gotham (FOX), Shades of Blue (NBC), to name a few, will be in attendance to support and celebrate C-CAP’s three decades of outstanding work with their career readiness program connecting public high school culinary teachers and their students to the foodservice industry.   PARTICIPATING RESTAURANTS & CHEFS Abigail Kirsch (Matthew Tiscornia), Almond (Jason Weiner, Alex Nieto), Aretsky’s Patroon (Ken Aretsky, Aaron Fitterman), Bâtard Tribeca (Markus Glocker), Ben & Jack’s Steakhouse (Admir Alibasic), Bouley at Home(David Bouley), Café Boulud (Jerrod Zifchak), Casa Nomad (Yvan Lemoine), Cosme (Evelyn Velazquez, Isabel Coss), Cuisine Solutions (Bruno Bertin), Estiatorio Milos (Costas Spiliadis),Felidia (Lidia Bastianich, Fortunato Nicotra), Four Seasons Hotel (John Johnson), Gramercy Tavern (Miroslav Uskokovic), Indian Accent (Manish Mehrotra), JAMS (Jonathan Waxman), Le Bernardin (Eric Ripert, Thomas Raquel), (Loi Estiatorio (Maria Loi), Michael's (Michael McCarty, Kyung Up Lim), Nobu 57 (Matt Hoyle), Park Avenue Winter (Zene Flinn), Perrine at the Pierre (Ashfer Biju), Portale (Alfred Portale), Porter House New York (Michael Lomonaco, Wayne Harley Brachman, Daniel Rutledge),Hudson Yards Grill (Michael Lomonaco, Wayne Harley Brachman, Daniel Rutledge), Quality Eats (Craig Koketsu), Decoy/ Red Farm (Eddie Schoenfeld, Joe Ng), Red Rooster (Marcus Samuelsson), Sarabeth's (Sarabeth Levine), Shake Shack, Storico (James Miller), The Loyal (John Fraser), Untitled (Evan Tessler) and Vaucluse (Michael White, Jared Gadbaw).   Guests will enjoy decadent signature dishes by NYC’s hottest chefs along with world-class wines by Heitz Cellar, cocktails and specialty Vodka drinks by Tito’s top mixologists. This grand tasting of culinary creations will be assisted by talented C-CAP students and alumni. Also on hand, will be an auction with once-in-a-lifetime culinary, culture and travel packages. The night will celebrate the finest in the industry and guests will have a once in a lifetime opportunity to savor the exquisite food tastes by the “hard to get into” restaurants in one night, for a great cause.   ABOUT C-CAP C-CAP, a national nonprofit co-chaired by chef, author and restaurateur Marcus Samuelsson, and founded by culinary educator Richard Grausman, provides underserved youth with educational and career opportunities through the culinary arts. It is a curriculum enrichment program linking public high school culinary teachers and their students to the foodservice industry. C-CAP’s various programs work together to help prepare students for college and careers in the restaurant and hospitality industry. https://ccapinc.org #CCAPinc #CCAPBenefit #CCAP30 (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || ).push({}); Search for: Archives Archives Select Month February 2020 January 2020 December 2019 November 2019 October 2019 September 2019 August 2019 July 2019 June 2019 May 2019 April 2019 March 2019 February 2019 January 2019 December 2018 November 2018 October 2018 September 2018 August 2018 July 2018 June 2018 May 2018 April 2018 March 2018 February 2018 January 2018 April 2017 March 2017 February 2017 January 2017 December 2016 November 2016 October 2016 September 2016 August 2016 July 2016 June 2016 May 2016 April 2016 March 2016 February 2016 January 2016 December 2015 August 2015 /* */ Baseball Hall of Fame 2019 OTS Sports Silvana Magda with The Katenda Band & Viva Brazil Dancers ELE on Telexito Vargas Cosmetics (Short)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K68zhw-fxuM&t=116s CategoriesBlog Brazil Events Fashion Featured Flashbacks Jazzmobile On The Scene News On the Scene Sports Press Alert Television Uncategorized

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[fan-maddson]

"We have water, wine, and a fully stocked bar. Dad likes to entertain and fancies himself quite the mixologist," she mused with a grin.

"True, but Fannie makes a wonderful martini," Erik smiled, shaking James' hand. "Glad you made it. There's beer, too."

Personal Demons

@fan-maddson

Bucky sighed as he slid back into the seat at the bar, ordering another beer. He couldn’t get drunk but sometimes he liked the taste.

Who is he even trying to kid. He needs the taste.

He took the beer as it was slid over to him and started to drink it, eyes taking in everyone around. He finished the drink and dropped a Benjamin on the bar top before standing and leaving. Even going to bars left him feeling empty.

As he was passing an alley, he heard a man’s voice.

“Please no! I have a family...I’ve given you all I have.”

Bucky frowned and turned, heading towards the voice. He saw a well dressed man being held at gun point.

“Hey!” He called. “I’d suggest you leave.”

[phantom-margaritas]

Mondays were swiftly becoming Erik's least favorite at the Rosy Hours, not due to the noisy crowds, but because Christine never visited on her day off. Besides, she had mentioned plans to visit her fiancé’s family, not that he paid much attention to that conversation. No, not at all. Despite this, he managed to endure yet another Monday, especially after ushering out the lingering patrons who clamored for one last drink. It was now 2 a.m., and he was nearly done cleaning out his station for the night when his phone buzzed in his back pocket. Draping the dish towel over his shoulder, he brushed his hands off before fishing out his phone.

It was a text from Meg Giry, and that in itself caused Erik to raise an eyebrow; she rarely sent him anything aside from random, silly videos that reminded her of him. Meg was a former waitress at the Rosy Hours, having joined at the age of eighteen to earn some extra cash to spend in college. Their personalities clashed rather often, but they grew to understand each other near the end of Meg’s stay. Moreover, he needed to thank her, as it was Meg who introduced the Rosy Hours to Christine in the first place. 

Meg Giry

Hey Erik, Christine’s heading your way. She’s not doing too good. I tried to persuade her to stay with me but she refused. Please take good care of her.

Well, if he was confused then, he was concerned now. Christine? Out by herself? At this hour? How is she going to get here? The subway? No, the last train must’ve left by now. Walking? Out of the question, the streets at night are not safe for women. Driving? It’s dangerous to drive when one’s distraught.

Tossing the dish towel onto the counter, Erik raced into Nadir’s office. He grabbed his wool overcoat from the coat rack, shrugging it on as he made his way to the front door of Rosy Hours. Outside, snow continued to fall, and the blanket of white seemed to have deepened a few inches while he was indoors. Erik felt his stomach drop. Harsh weather and a volatile mood were a dangerous combination on the road—he knew that better than anyone. 

But then he remembered something else: Christine didn’t expect to see him outside, and he had no reason to be there other than to see her the moment she arrived. To appear nonchalant, he leaned against the pillar and started scrolling aimlessly through his phone, all the while stealing glances at the passing cars.

He didn’t have to wait long. An all too familiar car came to a stop across the street, and he dashed across the bricks and asphalt before the door even swung open. Hesitating for but a second, he bent down and knocked gently on the window.

“Christine?”

Through the glass, he watched as her shoulders tensed, her hands tightening on the steering wheel. Her head bowed, brown curls blocking her face. She was not looking in his direction at all. 

“Christine, are you alright? I— I’m concerned about you.”

At his words, her body slumped against the driver’s seat, her hands dropping from the steering wheel. Slowly, as if in a trance, she unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the door handle. But Erik was a step ahead, opening the door and holding it for her, his hand extended to offer assistance.

Grasping his hand, Christine stepped out of the vehicle, Erik shutting the door behind her. His hands had grown cold from standing in the snow, but what surprised him was that Christine’s hand felt just as icy. Giving her a once-over, he realized she was only wearing a turtleneck and jeans, with no jacket in sight. Without a word, he removed his overcoat and draped it over her shoulders. Then, wrapping an arm around her, he guided her across the street.

“Erik, what about you?” Christine asked, attempting to shrug off the coat, but the arm around her held the warm fabric snug against her.

“Don’t worry about me. What matters most right now is your well-being.” He replied, the two coming to a stop near the front porch of the bar. Under the entrance lighting, Erik could see Christine’s face much more clearly, including her flushed cheeks and red-rimmed eyes. This will not do. “My uh… my apartment is directly above the bar, and it should be warmer and more comfortable there. Just give me a moment to lock up, and then we can head upstairs.”

———

Erik learned more about Christine that night than he had in the past four months combined. 

As soon as they entered his apartment, he gently seated her on the sofa and went to the kitchen to prepare her usual drink, concerned that she might have gotten too cold outside. Holding a warm cocktail in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other, he sat down beside her and waited patiently until she was ready to talk about what had happened.

And oh did she talk. Before, she rarely spoke about her personal life, focusing mainly on their shared interests in theater and music. Now, she was telling him about how her father's music career influenced her, recounting his passing just before her high school graduation, and expressing her growing doubts about the opportunities she had received throughout her life. 

“Do you remember the modeling gig I got a few months ago? The one with that jewelry brand?”

“Of course. I saw the final poster in a metro station and other places around the city too. Why do you ask?”

“Well,” Christine sniffed, fresh tears streaming down her face, “apparently Raoul’s older sister convinced them to hire me. They probably weren’t even going to move forward with me had she not persuaded them. Now I’m wondering if they were the ones that gave Carlotta’s role to me, and if that’s true, do I even deserve it? Maybe I never even had the necessary skills to perform in the first place!”

She was crying in earnest now. Her chest heaved with sobs, and Erik’s heart constricted at the sight of his love reduced to tears. His hand hovered in the air between them, and he wasn’t sure if he was about to cross some forbidden boundaries between a single bartender and an engaged actress, but soon he was cupping her face in his hands and thumbing away her tears, wrapping his arms around her and letting her cry on his shoulder, whispering how wonderful her voice, her acting— just how wonderful and perfect she is as a person. 

Eventually, perhaps it was out of pure exhaustion or the emotional toll or the tears, but by around half past four, Christine was sound asleep. Her head had somehow found its place in his lap, a few lingering tears rolling freely down the contours of her face. The confidence Erik once felt in embracing her had faded, and now his hand was once again hovering near her shoulder, unsure of what to do. Ayesha, who had been hiding in his bedroom from the presence of a stranger, finally decided to emerge, gazing up at Christine with wide-eyed curiosity.

“Shhhh.” Erik pressed a finger to his lips. “We wouldn’t want to disturb her rest now, darling. Would you do me a favor and keep her company for tonight?”

———

Inspo: the song Goddess by Laufey

[rose-margaritas]

Can I request more artwork of Erik with his sleeves rolled up? 👀🙏🏻

Well, with all the… enthusiastic responses I received from my last drawing, it would be rude of me not to draw more of him. Besides, I think I should let him say his thanks himself.

When he realized that there are people attracted to his masked appearance and his talented hands (*cough* the phandom *cough cough*), he switched over to being a mixologist/bartender.

He also learned that he could make 20,000 francs a day from tips only instead of 20,000 francs a month from the managers. In addition, he gets to make his own work playlist.

[winepusher]

The Green Park Cocktail by Erik Lorincz: 1 1/2 oz - Old Tom Gin 6 - Basil leaves 1 oz - lemon juice 1/2 oz - simple syrup 1/2 oz - aquafaba 3 dashes- celery bitters -in the bottom of a shaker, muddle basil and simple syrup. Add lemon juice and aquafaba, Dry shake for 30 seconds to froth. Add ice, Gin and celery bitters and shake until cold. Double strain into a chilled coupe glass, garnish with small basil sprig (optional). • • #greenparkcocktail #eriklorincz #barhillgin #oldtomgin #celerybitters #thebittertruth #aperitivo #cocktails #cocktail #mixology #mixologist #imbibe #weekenddrinks #weekendvibes #カクテル #punchdrink (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1CKchBnrQ5/?igshid=7gwwvak0m4dr

[avis-a]

@stevita

“They do get dull,” Violet agreed. The names and faces in Pureblood Monthly had impressed her back when she was Little Old Vi from the Gutter, but now that she knew what a real gentleman was like, the wizards and witches who demanded his presence at their parties–more like pissing contests between the rich and landed, really–paled in comparison.

“But we could throw our own parties for a change? What do you think? Really serve our fellow countrymen? I’ll bet the folks we break bread with have never truly experienced being catered to by an inspired chef and a seasoned mixologist in the same night.”

She smirked. “Think about it: you make a beautiful roast, and I do a mean bloody mary…and they’d never know. It would be a thrill!”

Erik had been to every party, every gathering of every kind that he could remember. He’s memorized every face, and for nothing else than to cure his sure boredom knew most of the gossip that had entered the room. It was a dance he knew all too well...it was why he was as popular as he was. He knew how to play the game and play it well enough that no one would want to get on his bad side. 

And if someone did without him knowing....well...they never did last long. 

Anyone who hadn’t been his new bride wouldn’t have even known how tired he was of just standing around making small talk he didn’t want to make. Putting on his perfected socialite smile to appease the masses. 

He took a sip of his drink when Violet spoke of her little idea. 

Erik’s eyes sifted, drinking more slowly as he gazed around, vividly picturing what she described. Pulling the glass from his lips, a small genuine smile pulled at his lips as he watched others eat and drink, imagining them eating what he served, complimenting on the meat, being merry, all the while unknowing what they served them, eating the people they spoke false pity on. 

Licking his lips lightly he rested a hand on the small of Violet’s back before he leaned in and pressed his lips to her forehead, “that is a brilliant idea love” he whispered to her. “it’s charming you wish to share my...special meals with the others.” 

[merbearmn]

Whiskey Smash - the mixologist Erik here is fantastic! (at Oak & Ivy) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuzpNm_lWVW/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a2s68m8j9iu1

[vacationsoup]

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Enjoy Valentine's Day in New Smyrna Beach

Couples and Singles alike can enjoy Valentine's Day in New Smyrna Beach this year. You can always go out for dinner and a movie, or trace hearts and "I Love You" in the sand or search for the conversation heart candies that are off the market this year. On the other had, there are a number of Valentine's Day - inspired special events around the area for you to choose from. So get your Valentine's Day spirit on with something new and different this year.

Create Your Own Chocolate Box  - at Pat and Toni's Sweet Things

Pat and Toni’s Sweet Things is a candy store with a heart. For anyone who likes sweets, this is a must go. They will have heart shaped boxes that you can customize with your sweetie's favorite fresh homemade candies.. With their large selection of handipped, crafted chocolates you will be sure to find ones that make you and your Valentine swoon. Get the box in advance or bring your sweetie in so they can make their own. Follow this with a romantic walk through charming little downtown DeLand. “My favorite thing about this is that someone can walk in and make a custom gift box with whatever they want in it for their loved ones, it’s not like the ones in the store that are preselected,” said Erik Hendrix, manager of Pat and Tony’s Sweet Things.

Pat and Toni's is located in Deland, a 20 minute or so drive west on Rte 44 from beachfront in New Smyrna Beach.

Link to Map for Pat and Toni's  

  Craft a Valentine Cocktail Class - at Sugar Works Distillery Sugar Works Distillery is celebrating Valentine's Day in a very spirited way. By special request and to celebrate Valentines Day, they are hosting a couples/singles event and cocktail class. Their mixologist, Ian Carrey, will teach you to make three cocktails that you will be able to enjoy over the course of the evening. Come join us for an evening of spirited, Valentine fun.

All classes include: Individual place setting with all the tools and materials for the class, a tour of distillery, straight spirit sampling, step-by-step instruction for cocktails, take home recipe card, and light hors d' oeuvres.

Saturday February 16 from 7-9:30 PM

Space is limited, so get your ticket now! $35 per person. Must be 21 or older to attend. Non-alcoholic variations are available for designated drivers

Link to Map for Sugarworks Distillery

Paint and Sip with Your Valentine - at Painting with a Twist

Painting with a Twist.  Looking for something different to do with your Valentine or friends? Each year Painting with a Twist offers Valentine’s Day themed painting classes.

Looking for a fun night out? Are you ready for a NEW experience? Unleash your creative side with Painting with a Twist!

This is a great place to have fun with your friends, or meet new friends; relax or just let your hair down and be you; or simply discover your inner artist.

While sipping your favorite adult beverage (beer and wine only) you'll paint along with our artist to create your own work of art that you will take home at the end of the evening.

Our talented team of instructors guides you step by step through the session's featured painting. No experience necessary.

All of the materials are provided in the $40 cost. They also have beer and wine available for purchase while you paint.

For information or reservations, call the Daytona location at 386-310-1408 or email the Palm Coast location at studio297@paintingwithatwist.com. “It’s a great thing to do especially the couples paintings, spending time together learning something new,” Ree Dedman, front desk at the Daytona Beach location, said.

10" x 30" Love is in the Air 2 (ADULT CLASS) 6:30 to 8:30 PM Extra LONG 10x30 Canvas Painting

Link to Map for Painting With a Twist

Valentine's Day Rockin' Concert and Dinner - at Main Street Station

Love is in the air at Main Street Station, Daytona Beach. Join us on Valentines Day February 14th for a rockin’ dinner and concert with Tobacco Rd Band LIVE! Contact us today to make your reservation for a table.

What's Included: 3 Course meal Flower Bouquet Box of Chocolates

Event is FREE! Reserved seating and dinner tickets $30 per person Best Dressed Couple contest at 10pm with cash prize! (Crowd approval) Live music with Band Tobacco Rd -8:30pm to midnight

Thu Feb 14   6:00 PM to 12"00 AM

Link to Map for Main Street Station

Cocktail-crafting, group painting and sipping, savoring handmade chocolates, or dinner and a rock concert...

Just a few ideas for you to enjoy Valentine's Day in New Smyrna Beach this year.