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OMH teaser, because I can.
Brief content warning: extreme inebriation that is somewhat masked because it's Remus' POV and he thinks he's talking just fine (he is not) but also very obvious because this entire conversation takes place with him being slung over Owen's shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
(Also I really cannot stress enough how pathetic he is in this. Like wet cat bemoaning his wet state while doing absolutely nothing to rectify the situation or even remove himself from the sink levels of pathetic. Truly I weep for him. However I also can and will make him worse.)
Owen caught him around the midsection, scooping him up again like a stray kitten, and began marching off determinedly in the correct direction. “You think you’re real clever, eh?” “No,” Remus put out petulantly, glaring down Owen’s back once more. “If I was clever, we wouldn’t be in this mess to begin with.” “You gonna solve world hunger while you’re at it?” “If I was clever, yes.” “Jesus, Mary and— you’re something else, Lupin, you know that? You really are.” Something in Owen’s tone was sharper than he was accustomed to hearing from the old bear. “You’re angry at me.” “I am.” “I’m sorry.” “Shut up, you don’t even know what you’re apologising for.” “For making you angry.” “Right, see, that’s what I mean,” Owen huffed. “You act like you’re the only person in the whole world who’s ever known suffering, and it’s getting really bloody tiresome.” “I don’t—” “I said shut up,” Owen snapped. “You’ve been doing a lot of talking these last few weeks, and now you’re going to fucking listen.” Remus fell silent.
Like YES KING, TELL HIM THE FUCK OFF. SHAKE HIM LIKE A HALF-EMPTY KETCHUP BOTTLE UNTIL COMMON SENSE COMES OUT.
#owen the beartender#remus lupin#the secret fic which has been revealed#hp#look what you did to him LP#perfectly good blorbo#now he's got depression#(spoilers: he came preloaded with that)#(i just unleashed it on the plot.)#make him worse#etc#i don't know whether to call this angst or humor tbh#this is scheduled to go up when i'm asleep#so i don't have to stress about sharing it hahahaha#(i still will.)
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Part time beartender.
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The bear bartender (beartender if u will) at my local gay bar hates baby gays sooo much everytime i ask him for something fruity he just rolls his eyes at me and when he checks my id everytime he audibly gags but i love him i want him to warm up to me
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These bears look like the divorce is getting messy and they're about to ask the beartender to pass them another one
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D&D ask post: Backstory, Tasha, Elvish, Dice
Backstory: Describe one of your player characters Ooo. You already know this character because you helped me build her, but for everyone else: Kell is the 'stage name' of my swashbuckler rogue. She's a tall human woman (around 5'10") with fair skin, straight brown hair, and green eyes. She wears clothes befitting a classy ship captain, as she tends to work with her fey on-again-off-again girlfriend and company to steal ships from unsuspecting folks, with each heist playing out rather like a play. One such 'performance' involved tricking the owner of the ship into giving her fey girlfriend the name of the ship, and then sailing the now nameless ship right out of the harbor. She is also a founding member of the Abyss Hunters branch of the Adventurer's Guild, specializing in hunting down Abyssals and other aberrations and slaying them before they gain a foothold in the mortal world.
Tasha: Favorite spell? I haven't played a spellcaster proper yet, so I don't have an answer yet. However, Kell did have access to two spells, both of which I used quite creatively, but none moreso than Wish. If you give me access to an open-ended spell like Wish? Expect me to fuck up your plans with it.
Elvish: Favorite NPC that you've played? Ooooooo. Gotta be Norbeart, the beartender of the Beary Bush. He is a literal grizzly bear who runs a rave bar for bears which can be found by diving into a bush. He serves food and drink befitting less ursine clientele, but mostly caters to his fellow bears. A bit gruff, but ultimately a softy. Gives incredible hugs.
Dice: Post a picture of your favorite dice
gotta be my metal set my brother got me for my birthday one year
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#thebeartender #beartender #bear #dinosaur #cretaceous #bar #barlife #comic #cartoon #ipadpro #procreate #bobatimeburbank #bobatime #burbank #fueledbytea (at Burbank, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzXLpb1gfQ6/?igshid=1mopng9dazl1c
#thebeartender#beartender#bear#dinosaur#cretaceous#bar#barlife#comic#cartoon#ipadpro#procreate#bobatimeburbank#bobatime#burbank#fueledbytea
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“Find what you where looking for?” Cafe sketch #polarbear #beartender #seal #classybar #bartender #articclub https://www.instagram.com/p/BzL9jDEFOIf/?igshid=3tn5xa3ci4t2
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In ❤️ #cocktails #drink #cocochanel #quoteoftheday #cocktail #cocktailbar #bar #bartender #drinks #drinking #beartender #beartenderize #aroundtheworld https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt3Aj9ODASw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13bvaxibm3c23
#cocktails#drink#cocochanel#quoteoftheday#cocktail#cocktailbar#bar#bartender#drinks#drinking#beartender#beartenderize#aroundtheworld
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He looks SO friendly 🥺
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WIP Word Search
Thank you to the lovely @femme--de--lettres for tagging me in this (I've always wanted to play!!)
My words are: table | mourn | haze | trail | caught
TABLE
They stared one another down unblinkingly, each trying to bluff the other into breaking. Lily pushed two black chips forward, and knocked twice. "Call," said Remus. Lily arched a brow at him challengingly. "Show 'em, Lupin." They slapped their cards down on the table in unison, and Remus felt his triumphant shout die in his throat. He had forgotten, in his hubris, that Lily bit her lip when she was trying not to laugh, too.
Applied Theory Ch. 4 - Overhand: The Challenge.
MOURN
There was no time to mourn the save, however. One of the Slytherin Chasers — Cassius, maybe; hard to tell from a distance — recovered the Quaffle from Angelina's failed shot, tearing towards the other end of the pitch at breakneck speed. He was good, Remus could give him that. Poor Ron was hovering between two goal posts indecisively, watching probably-Cassius race towards him like he was facing down a loaded cannon. "Come on, mate!" Remus called. "Watch his hands!" It wasn't clear what Ron was watching, but it certainly wasn't Cassius’ hands. The Quaffle sailed through the centre hoop easily, the boy missing the save by miles.
Louder Than Love Ch. 13 - To Rage and Define Ourselves
HAZE
“We need to bring back the word ‘whence.’” Dora squinted at Sirius through the haze of smoke, blinking unevenly. “I am not nearly high enough for this conversation,” she groaned, and Sirius let out a breathy sort of chuckle. “No, no,” he insisted, “I just mean it’s like… the same thing as saying ‘from where’ isn’t it? I mean, you could either say ‘Oi, Sirius, where did you get this pot from?’ or you could just say ‘Whence came this pot—’” “And I would sound like a poncey git,” Dora scoffed, splashing him with water. Sirius scowled at her. “It’s efficient.”
Louder Than Love Ch. 16 - ICONOCLAST
TRAIL
They Apparated out to Lyall and Hope’s little cottage in Glais, tucked into a secluded wooded area. Excellent location for keeping your teenaged werewolf son hidden from nosy neighbours; less so for finding wayward wives. Remus caught her trail before Sirius did — more accustomed to using his nose when it counted — and they followed him off into the woods, wands at the ready, prepared to face off against whoever had absconded with her. But no one had: Hope was wandering around a field halfway to Resolven, frustrated and confused but otherwise unharmed.
Louder Than Love Ch. 12 - What Devil, What Shape Is Shifting Now?
CAUGHT
He said “chat” the way Remus’ father had that time he’d caught him smoking pot on the roof. Why don’t you come down from there, and you and I will have a chat. He’d been sixteen and stupid, but not stupid enough to think that was a suggestion. And just like he was sixteen, Remus slowly approached, gripping the back of the armchair like a lifeline as he walked around it, and carefully sat down. There was a half-empty bottle of whisky on the coffee table. He did not remember leaving it there.
open my heart (let it bleed onto yours) Ch. 7 - i wanted to bite, not destroy
Tagging @allalrightagain @broomsticks @inmyownlittlecorner5 @mkaugust @black-sparroww
Your words, should you decide to play, will be:
Rain/Brush/Dark/Hollow/Run
No pressure!
#lp writes#WIP tag game#word search game#hp#ltl#applied theory#the secret fic which is now revealed#omh#remus lupin#sirius black#lily evans#nymphadora tonks#hope lupin#owen the beartender also if you squint
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Are you on grommr? 😅
I use to be, went by Beartender. Might go back.
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B L A Z I N G S U N S E T
My favorite part capturing the Sunset <3
I capture amazing and blazing sunset by yours truly Beartender Photography / @aynsleejoie24 :D
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Do you like shirokuma cafe?
NOPE but i just went to google it and I’m sold:
IT’S!!!! A BARTENDER BEAR!!! A BEARTENDER!!!!!!!
#asks#its also the anime where that handsome son penguin meme is from jfdnkf#on my watch list now!! thanks for the suggestion anon~#Anonymous
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Liam, playing Cookie, impersonating Trinket, played by Matt, to flirt with a beartender, played by Marisha
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