#acohol tw

[softastarlight]

When u r simply teeny tiny but ur friends wanna go drinking

[katmk36]

Cole

He is an older adult who is trying to have a new start. He has some bad habits that he isn't willing to quit. He bought a ranch in Chestnut Ridge with the idea of starting over.

[palatteflags]

Alcohol, snow/ice, swords, horses, not belonging, and Kaeya from Genshin Impact based moodboard~! For an anon~ Hope you like this!! :)

Want one? Send an ask! -mod Jay

[cashbotbosshq]

“HAppY HoiLday-Hic!”

[beansthough]

CHAPTER 5 WAS AMAZING AND EVERYTHING I DIDN'T KNOW I NEEDED ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ But a question... Schlatt mentioned someone(?) He referred to as Pumpkin Spice? 👀

Schlatt wasn’t always a hermit on his own. He used to travel the land and on his travels he met many people, one of them being his Pumpkin Spice.

Humans mostly left him alone during his travels. Only a fool would go up against a Drider like himself, or an experienced poacher. But luckily Schlatt hadn’t really had to deal with that lot.

He had set up camp for the night and surrounding the boarder with his web to alarm him of any unwanted visitors.

In the morning he awoke to twitches in a line of his web. Instead of what he thought to be a regular animal that wandered into his web, it was a tiny avian hybrid with golden wings.

The avian was nervous around him at first and honestly a little frightened , but after getting him unstuck they learned they had more things in common than they thought.

They were both travelers on their own. Quackity, that was the hybrids name, loved to collect many things from his travels and sell them to small folk like himself. They hit it off instantly and decided to travel together.

Schlatt soon realized he had fallen hard for the tiny duck’s charm. Quackity felt the same. It was young love and they were brand new stars, burning for each other affection. But all stars eventually burn out.

Schlatt didn’t always drink, but he soon found that after he picked it up he couldn’t put it down. Quackity said he started to act differently towards him. The Drider was more irritable, and closed off. He eventually said something he didn’t mean. A lot of things. Quackity then began to say them too.

It was a mutual agreement in the end. This wasn’t healthy, and what was said was said. They split apart like Schlatt’s old webs. It wasn’t meant to be.

While Quackity continued to explore and travel, Schlatt stayed behind. He made a home for himself in an abandoned mine, and spent most of his days in a drunken state. He had seen the world and it had caused him pain. He had caused his world pain.

So he decided to hide away in the dark, like most spiders do.

[iloveprettypeople101]

i'm drinking beer with wally lol

[whirlybotart]

Dess [or Iridescent], always flirty, always overdressed and looking for trouble... He's one bot who most in this group would describe as rather untrustworthy. He always seems so shut off from the rest of us and his alcoholism only makes it worse, with some of the only times he's seen in public being him making a drunk menace of himself. It'd make him seem rather pathetic at first but I've learned not to underestimate Dess... His fighting skills, his wit and his strength are on par with my own [when he's sober that is]. Which only makes him even more untrustworthy to me... Though, I have to admit he has some charm in him, or maybe the pretty feathers are just blinding me...

Strangely enough I found out the feathers are not in fact an aesthetic choice but an actual part of his anatomy, they can even raise themselves in the exact way the peacocks on earth... Though the intimidation factor is probably lessened when used on cybertronians as opposed to wild animals.

But maybe if he wasn't so vain or struck up you could release him into the wild... Wouldn't that be a sight to see hah!

-Blurr

[possibly-a-table-or-just-gay]

worm , why do you smell like.....dad? i am risking having another panic attack / spiral just by asking this so answer honestly please

Oh.. oh jacky. Don't- I- I'm sorry. I fucked up a-and-

I'm not him. I wouldn't hurt you. I won't. You're my sibling. I care about you. You're a really good kid. You didn't deserve any of that shit.

I'm sorry. I spiraled, I brought back old habits.

[sparedareitspiecesasitflies]

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Surely I'm not that much of a prick? ❞

She giggles, moving any remaining source of alcohol away from the vampire,

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ I have plenty of love for my Prince, I'm just good and hiding it. Now, my dear, how about we get you cleaned up and to bed, hm? ❞

[Grimbright demanded to reply if that's alright]

Jewel barely stretched out her hands to try to grab what was being taken away. She pouts.

Like that’ll do anything to change Grimbright's mind. 

“You’re mean.” Jewel deflates her hands slack as she’s simply too tired to chase the booze. 

An unwilling to extend herself. When it would only travel further away from her.

“Have kinder eyes-” 

Jewel hates the way Grim seems to see her. 

[probablyvocabulary]

*Micah and Dick in a drinking competition*

Dick: Hey Micah you what happened last time you tried to beat me?

Micah: Well Dick, I’m not what has happened to me. I’m what I choose to become.

*Micah passes out at the fifth shot*

[katmk36]

Summer

Carlo tends to spend his mornings training with Amelia's father in the Magic Realm.

When home he will sell potions he has made, paint, and study magic tomes.

He will end his night with a small drink.

[sparedareitspiecesasitflies]

Jewel grits her teeth again, a dog baring its teeth. A warning that if she is dropped she might bite. Probably if that’s possible to be any threat giving her drunkenness. It’s a mild threat at best. 

She simply isn’t below biting ankles. 

Taking to pout. She loved a joke but feared that Grim would be delighted in taking one seriously. And now Jewel regrets her binge drinking habits. Her body betrays her. And so does everything else.

Having to steady herself with the demon's aid she stands carefully. Shuffling with her pant pockets Jewel aimlessly pulls out a motel card key.

Home is a rarity. Jewel had a room. And it had a bed. That’s all she needs.

Another close-lipped laugh, one could say it was slightly mocking, another could say it was simply amused. Either way Jewel had opted to accept her help instead of slap her hand away, it was progress. Progress towards a lost hostile air? Perhaps, or just progress towards getting Jewel to bed so she could later nurse a hangover after some rest.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Come, then. I'll walk to home- wherever you call home anyway. ❞

Despite the vampire frequently mulling about her ward's cabin, she hadn't much bothered to learn where she'd set up her resting place. Long as she left when prompted by her ward and ward's friend, and she didn't pose any threat, that was all that mattered

A hand scoops under Jewel's arm to wrap around her back and rest on a shoulder, it's twin taking her arm to hold tight- to stabilize the vampire as she'd help her stand.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ One step at a time. But if you stumble I'm not above embarrassing you in front of the other patrons. ❞

A wicked grin,

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ In fact, I much look forward to it. ❞

[cashbotbosshq]

WHY ARE YOU DRUNK DONT YOU HAVE WORK???

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

Happy Birthday, Ronnie Bradshaw! | March 3rd, 1987 |

And to celebrate, here are some headcanons about how Ronnie celebrates her birthday in the Big Four AUs (regular, werewolf, regency, and nfl)

Regular AU

On this particular birthday, her and Jake have been living in DC for five months 

And she’s twelve weeks pregnant

Just getting out of that first trimester and starting to feel like a normal human person after constantly throwing up and feeling fatigued nearly all hours of the day

Usually, Ronnie doesn’t like to make a big deal out of her birthday. Maybe a group dinner at her friend’s urging. But nothing huge. 

But Jake Seresin is nothing if not his mother’s son (he even gets her help in planning the whole thing)

The man goes all out

He rents out their favorite restaurant, a pub style place with fish tacos that never fail to make Ronnie drool. 

Calls all her friends from California and asks them to fly out if they can, and most of them do (including one Penny Benjamin). 

Decks out the pub in brightly colored beach themed decorations (some of which he had to make himself and hide from her in the storage shed in their backyard). 

The man even buys SAND and fills up a kiddie pool with it for her to sink her toes in. 

And all of it is a huge surprise

He just knows how much she misses California and her friends, and he sees this as one way to thank her for leaving all of that behind for HIM (which still blows his mind and makes him feel guilty in some ways)

When her birthday finally came and the night of the party arrived, Jake made her put on the tight, brightly colored sundress that really showed off her growing bump. 

Then he drove them over to the pub, and she was none the wiser. 

That is until he put a sparkling sash over her shoulder that had “BIRTHDAY GIRL” splashed across the front. That was about when she narrowed her eyes at him, wondering what exactly he was up to.

When they walked in everyone yelled surprise and Ronnie cried. Reuniting with all her friends in tear filled embraces. 

She spent the night eating fish tacos in a beach chair with her feet in the sand, sipping on non-acoholic cocktails, surrounded by people she loved, and wondering what she did to deserve jake seresin.

Werewolf AU

If loud and life of the party original recipe ronnie doesn’t like making a big deal out of her birthday, werewolf au ronnie even more so

When she was a kid birthdays were very casual affairs. Just dinner at home with homemade cake and one or two presents. 

But of course Jake still likes to treat her on her special day

He’ll wake her up by eating her out with breakfast in bed, making sure the kids stay out to give her a moment of peace and quiet.

He’s been working with the kids all week to make little presents for her. They wrote her stories, made cards, picked bouquets of wild flowers. The older ones will actually drive into town and pick something out from the store.

They’ll usually give gifts as soon as she’s up and out of bed, too impatient to wait any longer. 

Then the rest of the day goes as normal for the most part. 

The kids will go off to school and she’ll stay home, working on one project or other around the house and doing research in old werewolf texts. 

She’ll cook her favorite for dinner

Then Frank will come over to watch the kids while Jake takes her on a run through the woods. 

They’ll stop in their special little clearing for an evening glass of champagne that Ronnie carried on her back (she knows not to look inside the bag he gives her). 

Jake always makes sure he has a project that she’s requested finished for her on her birthday. Whether it be a new jewelry box, a new table for the entryway, a new rocking chair for the nursery. 

But sometimes he’ll add in something special. A necklace or braclet that he’s made himself in his shop, just because he can. Just because he loves seeing her in things that he’s made. 

It’s a sweet birthday that ALWAYS without fail ends with them fucking in that clearing lol

Regency AU

Two words: birthday ball

But for real, every year Mr. Seresin and Miss Veronica plan an extravagant ball to be held on the evening of her birthday

They invite over all their friends, and neighbors, and family.

And of course there’s always a big enough cake for everyone to get a slice, the true marvel of the county for one night only

But I can imagine, as their daughters start to come of age and are introduced to society, that their birthday balls take on higher priority. And Miss Veronica stops throwing them on her own birthday all together. 

The first birthday with no party would feel strange

Waking up with no plans besides her brother and his family, and Miss Amelia and her family, coming over for dinner

But goddamn if Mr. Seresin doesn’t make her feel special throughout the day

Showering her with gifts and affection, spending all of his time with her

And when the night is over and everyone has retired to bed or their respective homes, Mr. Seresin hums her a tune as they dance in their sitting room

NFL AU

Okay SO birthday before she got pregnant where she just finished out her first few weeks with the Colts: 

She went down to Bloomington for the day

Met up with Bradley and a few college friends that still lived in the area

Walked around her old IU stomping grounds

And since Brad is the head coach of the football team, he got them all into the stadium

Him and Ronnie tossed around a ball and she got to run the ball down the field and celebrate like she just scored a touchdown

They went to Mother Bears for dinner then to Blue Bird for drinks and live music

Honestly one of the best birthdays she’s had in a long time

Now flashforward to the next March, baby Maddie is only a month old and her and Jake are engaged. 

They still go down to Bloomington for the day

Ronnie gives Jake a tour of IU with Maddie strapped to her front

Brad still gets them into the stadium, and he holds his niece while Jake and Ronnie toss a ball back and forth

They go to Taste of India for dinner at Ronnie’s request 

Then head off to their AirBnB in Nashville for the night since it’s way past Maddie's bedtime

After that, Ronnie can’t decide which birthday is better

[bakugouwu]

welp time to drink

[cupcakes-and-pain]

AN: This is one of my OC Whumpees. His name is Andy, he’s pretty defiant, and he is a robot created to serve humans. He would do anything for Pal, another robot. There’s not much whump in this chapter, but I promise there will be loads in the future.

TW: Cutting into Whumpee (not self harm), taking them apart, alcohol, being drunk, mentions of sleep deprivation, mention of starvation, longing to murder someone, longing to stab someone

Andy sat there, in the corner where Joshua told him to stay. He was angry and wanted to transform his fingers into knives, as he was taught to do when someone attacks what you are supposed to protect. But he knew that if he wanted to get out of here and back to his home, he must do whatever this “programmer” tells him to.

He still doesn’t understand how Mistress Layla bought the story he Andy had stolen the food and not Pal, but he’s glad that Pal is safe. Pal is a different model, a newer and more obedient one that can even eat. But Mistress Layla would never allow mere robots to eat, so she only let Andy cook her meals nowadays. But late one night, after a painful removal of Pal’s central computer (When disassembling a robot, you’re supposed to power them, no it, them off first. This way, they exprince no pain, but Mistress Layla always “forgot”), Pal needed extra fuel and snuck into the kitchen. The next morning Mistress Layla realized that food was missing and asked for who did it. And then Andy lied.

So that is how it- no, he got in this situation. Sitting in a programmer’s workshop. Joshua was supposed to fix him and get him to be more obedient. But all this guy ever did was painfully poke around and then overcharged Mistress Layla. Not that she ever noticed, always too busy complaining how much wine costs that she doesn’t see that it’s the robot bills that dry up her bank account. Andy had made sure that he and Pal got all the newest and most expensive upgrades, telling Mistress Layla that these were mandatory things. She sometimes found out about his lies and made him run on low energy, which was like starving and sleep deprivation rolled in one, or pull apart his parts when he was still on. She did these things in a drunken rage, and it was that same drunkenness that prevented her from catching on next time.

“Hey, Hey! Stupid bot! Pay attention when I’m talking. Ah, who am I kidding, it doesn’t understand complex commands.” The programmer grumbled, shaking Andy out of his thoughts. How he even had thoughts was a mystery, but if he had thoughts then he didn’t deserve to be called an “It” the way he saw it.

“Look. Here.” Joshua pointed to his face and talked slowly like Andy was a toddler. “Understand. Me?”

Andy just nodded, not really caring what the programmer did or said. Andy didn’t really care about anything anymore, save Pal.

He watched as Joshua pulled out his screwdriver. And then he just shoved it underneath a piece of metal that protected Andy’s sensitive hard drive. The screwdriver hit a delicate wire and Andy shuttered involuntarily, the pain shooting through his body. He really wished he was powered off. At least with Mistress Layla’s punishments, he was supposed to learn something, although he never did. But this? There was no reason to keep a robot on when repairing them.

***

Three hours later, after a lot of pain and unnecessary poking and prodding, Andy got picked up from the programmer’s workshop and stuffed roughly into Mistress Layla’s trunk by her driver. Joke’s on the driver, he overheard that Pal was going to take over driving Mistress Layla around starting next Monday.

They drove for 45 minutes until reaching Mistress Layla’s small mansion in the woods. The kind of woods where no one would hear Mistress Layla’s screams. Not that Andy would be alone with her without getting his knife fingers removed, but a robot could dream. If, oh, who was he kidding, when the robots take over, Andy knew what would be at the top of his list for things to do during world domination.