location : redstone bar
time : evening
for : taylan ( @ofvolatile )
there were two things the town seemed to be in silent agreement on when it came to the yalçınkayas. one, their kid was bad news. two, they weren’t talking about the daughter or their 20(?) cousins. wherever taylan went, trouble seemed to follow and it didn't take kennedy much convincing from their parents to keep their distance from him. and yet, it always felt like like taylan was always lingering somewhere in the periphery of her upbringing—as selin’s problematic brother, santiago’s troublemaking friend, and a thorn on redcreek's side. but with the recent murder of one alaina price, taylan's return to town was beginning to feel less of a coincidence and more like an omen. was alaina's downfall the wrath of a boy who never quite grew out of his rage?
he was a recognizable figure, even from behind. a head of brown messy waves sitting on top of broad shoulders and an aura that just screamed for someone, anyone, to just give him a reason. against carefully developed instincts, she approaches. the stool beside him creeks against hardwood as she settles herself onto it, announcing her arrival to both taylan and the bartender. “tequila soda, please.” her gaze darts over to taylan, as if to size him up, before turning back to the bartender and tipping her head towards him. “—and whatever he‘ll have.”
The Addams Family (1991)
SUCCESSION — 1.02 Shit Show at the Fuck Factory
“if they do let me back there, don’t expect me to be able to pour anything other than a straight liquor. id be a shit bartender.” kennedy was very aware her strengths and bartending was simply not one of them. she follows the other with amusement awed by how yasmine walks through the room like they own the place. it was her idea to get a drink but they are more than happy to let yasmine take charge. with their encouragement, kennedy squeezes herself into an opening. she raises a hand to get the bartender's attention, then stops, and turns back to yasmine. "wait — what are you having?"
they nodded their head solemnly and hummed in agreement. "they might even let you behind the bar. it's doubtful they would care about the legalities of it tonight." they continued walking and shoving their way through the crowd, hardly acknowledging how many shoulders they bumped or toes they stomped. "time to test your theory," yasmine said as they pulled their hand kennedy and pointed toward the bar.
Miller's Girl (2024)
there was a chill in the air — both physical and metaphorical. people filtering out of bars and diners, a sea of buzzing phones and slurred questions. ‘who’s body did they find?’ it was shocking, confusing even and while vikram did not fit the role of a hero nor did he like pretending to, the sight of a lone woman stumbling away from the crowd was enough to spring him into action. after all, he’s already got one body to embalm… best not make it two.
so he approaches, black cape flowing behind him, contrasting the white half mask he still has on his face. an eerie silhouette. it’s not surprising that she’s startled by his sudden presence. “sorry — uh, did you lose something?” quick to bring attention back to her behavior rather than how ‘goddamn quiet’ he moves. “i can help you look for it. i don’t think it’s uh, a good idea to be out alone right now.”
○ LOCATION ⏤ red creek main street . ○ TIME ⏤ 11 : 57 pm ○ STATUS ⏤ open to all !
warehouse party ? shut down . pumpkin bucket filled with candy ? stashed somewhere on main street . plan to go home and write this night off as a minor success because at least she didn't laze around her apartment in ratty pajamas and watch practical magic for the third time this week ? in motion … if she could remember where her bucket went . she didn't do all that schlepping around town for nothing , not in this tiny ass skirt . and now , as she looked around the quickly emptying main area of the town , kirby realized that maybe she was an actual idiot . murderville , usa , was not where she wanted to be caught after midnight on halloween of all fucking nights , oh jeez . as she quickly looked under benches and behind some cars , she sensed someone slightly to the side of her and jumped only slightly . “ shitfuck ! you are so goddamn quiet , jesus christ ! ”
Dmitry: Thanks for agreeing to see me.
Dowager Empress: I didn't. You just walked in here and started talking.
Dmitry: I don't have time for a history lesson.
CYNTHIA ERIVO as Elphaba and JONATHAN BAILEY as Fiyero in Wicked: Part One (2024)
Imitation of Life (1959) dir. Douglas Sirk
𝐢 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝐢 𝐀𝐌 !
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