#I did this tipsy

[tremordusk]

Agatha and Rio used to kiss in the rain a lot surrounded by bodies

Alice, watching as Rio stands outside with a hose pouring water over her head: Uh…

Jen, already standing there: It’s happening again

Alice: What is?

Agatha, opens the door seeing Rio with pouty eyes: Oh god—

Rio: why don’t you want me?

Agatha: Don’t give me those puppy dog eyes

Rio: *pouting with said puppy dog eyes*

Agatha: Fuck- *grabs Rio by the face smashing her lips with hers*

Alice: Well that escalated quickly

Jen: Agatha is easily wooed

Alice: Jen how do you know this?

Jen: Well…

Part 1

P1, P2, P3

[xxplastic-cubexx]

anyone else get cuteness aggression whenever they see james mcavoys charles….. like i have to pace around the room everytime i see him (your art is not helping. /pos)

i can think of one (1) mate who also gets cuteness aggression

[californiatowhee]

old fashioneds and tipsy daydreaming

bonus: the subsequent drunk texting

extra bonus, if you made it this far: what happens next, in fic form (spoiler: Phoenix and Miles kiss)

Behavioral Phenomenon | Phoenix/Edgeworth | 2.5k

[souvenir116]

Max this, Max that- Charles Leclerc has a praise kink but it's HIM praising Max

[birdie-ghost]

Hello megop shippers I come bearing a half well done drawing!

[tzarrz]

to all people who said PART 1 made them laugh - i lov u 💗 this is for u

[charmac]

When did glenn say he's had sex with men?

Everywhere, for those who have eyes to see

[mostlikelyshutup]

having to face the consequences of the lack of a north south rail soon...

[stellar-collective]

Can we see some Phoenix and Juniper shenanigans? I love these lil sillies-

not pictured: Reginald standing just out of frame grinning like a maniac with a camera in hand

[steviewashere]

Think I accidentally just made eating chicken tenders a little bit erotic in my New Years Steddie fic. What the fuck am I doing?

[hajihiko]

Oh that said its prime time

to post

Oh uh I solidly used a pinterest ref yeah thats my shame also. I'll send it if u want but i dont have og artist cred.

[scaryscarecrows]

I'm torn as to which Nintendo character should have F-bomb privileges.

Like.

Kirby would be hilarious. I mean. Come on. You know I'm right.

BUT.

Link or Zelda have kind of earned it. It's been 40 years of fate-ordained bullshit. I'm inclined to think Link has slightly more right, if only because Zelda has spent a couple of games napping and thus NOT really dealing with the general nonsense. Link, on the other hand...

Zelda didn't see this. She was nowhere in SIGHT. I had to live with this IN MY INVENTORY.

[sleepsucks]

[sensitivesiren]

listen, i LOVE all of the Destiel fics i've read (hundreds) and i LOVED the dcbb of 2014 but something is missing since then - we NEED more fics that include the fact in s9, Metatron gave Castiel his knowledge of - essentially - EVERYTHING EVER WRITTEN AND FILMED prior to 2014/2015. I need him to know kama sutra, casa erotica, bdsm, enemies to lovers, "the pizza man" on an UNGODLY intelligent level.

[pumpkinfreak]

Heroes In The City Pt 2

Eel tried not to move. A task much easier to manage when you're not grossly hungover, but he had to hightail it across town shortly after Diana left. He had a meeting to eavesdrop on.

He laid on a coffee table posing as an ashtray, dying from dehydration and trying not to squirm from the hot ashes smoldering on his back. If he hadn’t been fighting the urge to vomit he would have picked a better object.

It was another cheating spouse case, not the PI work he dreamed of but it paid the bills. He hadn’t had much luck catching this particular husband in the act, but maybe he would talk to his buddies about it, and he was. Meaning he just had to wait until everyone left the room and he could drop off his recording to the soon to be ex wife.

“ Did you hear about Wonder Woman?” The friend asked the husband. “ What about her?”

Plas perked up; he was on the edge of falling asleep when the conversation changed direction. “ You’ll never guess who she went out with last night. Plastic Man, can you believe that. It’s all over the news.”

Plas bit into his tongue as the husband ground out his cigar. “ No way, isn’t that guy a felon?” There was a shuffling sound as the husband reached for his phone. Plas cursed himself, ironically he thought ditching his sunglasses last night would make him less conspicuous.

A stupid thought considering his mug shot had been shared around for nearly twenty years before he got his powers. “ I’ll be damned, even Wonder Woman doesn’t have any standards.” He laughed a wet smoker's laugh that sounded more like choking.

“ You think they smashed?” The friend asked.

“ Probably, with as much attention as she gets. She’s ran through, has to be. I bet she’s been with every guy in the league at least once.” Said the man currently cheating on his wife. That fact didn’t make Plas feel any better, he felt like throwing up for entirely different reasons now.

***

Wonder Woman came into one of the many rec rooms on the Watchtower. A group of women were crowded in the corner. Vixen, Power Girl, Bat Girl, and Black Canary was in the middle of them.

“ Finally!” Power Girl exclaimed gesturing at Wonder Woman. “ Diana is here, now spill. Why did you call us up here?” She asked Black Canary.

Diana came close. “ Is everything alright?” Black Canary displayed her hand to everyone. A fat shiny diamond on her finger. Feminine shrieks of excitement echoed off the walls. Diana picked Canary up into a hug. “ Oh, I’m so happy for you!”

Canary smiled so hard her eyes crinkled. “ I want you all up there with me when the time comes.” She said, as Diana put her down. The conversation went from wedding venues to dresses, and finally to dates.

“ Well we all know who Diana is bringing.” Vixen commented. “ I completely forgot about that! Diana, what happened last night?” Black Canary asked. Wonder Woman rolled her eyes. “ It was not a date. We just bumped into each other.” The girls all shared looks with each other.

“What? Nothing happened. We got drinks, listened to music and talked. It was fun.” Vixen pointed at her.

“Did you sleep with him? Everyone looks ten percent hotter when you're drunk, none of us would blame you.” Power Girl nodded. “ I’ve been there.” She agreed.

“ No, I didn’t sleep with him because it wasn’t a date.” Diana crossed her arms, “Even if it was, why does it matter?” Canary sighed a light little sound. “ I like Plas too Diana but…is he someone who deserves you. I mean there are a million guys out there who are more on your level.”

The door to the rec room swished open. Plastic Man stepped into the room. “Ooh, her man heard us talking about him.”Vixen whispered.

Plas came up to the table they were gathered at. “ Hey, do you gals think I could borrow Wonder Woman for a minute?” Diana didn’t wait for a response and got up, following Plas out into the hallway.

“ Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt, but you left these at my place.” Reaching inside himself Plas pulled out her heels from the night before. “ Thank you Patrick.” Plas kept his eyes on the floor. “ I’m also sorry about…everything else.”

Wonder Woman put the shoes down. “ I don’t care about any of those articles. We had fun, that's all that matters.” Plas pushed his glasses into his hair. “ I think you should. It was fun but everyone else seems fixated on you potentially dating a felon.”

Diana scoffed. “ Please, how many people on this space station have slept with their own villains? The answer is a lot. This whole thing is ridiculous!”

In the deepest parts of himself he knew she was right, but still. He couldn’t shake what he had heard today. Plas smiled a small smile. “ Listen, You’re Wonder Woman, everyone looks up to you, and everyone laughs at me. I don’t want to be the reason you lose any respect.”

Sliding his goggles back down he slithered up into the ventilation system to put as much distance between them as quickly as possible.

[hmslusitania]

Every once in a while I try to make a post about my original fiction but I only ever have the gumption at ass-o’clock in the morning and I just. Do you all want fantastical stories where romance is a major portion but not the main point? Where there’s sex but it’s like. Very normalized and not at all a tonal exclamation point? Where even when it’s ostensibly het the romance and sex are queer on some axis of ace/aro/pan/bi?

Because by golly gosh do I have [checks notes] 6.5 novels all unpublished for you?