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Hc Jason has to control air/gravity pressure all the time because his bones are hollow and if he didn't, he could die under his own weight
#heroes of olympus#jason grace#im sleep deprived#and a bit drunk#but i hopw im makiing sense#i tink ive talked abjht that in some account
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I just had the best night of all years. I’ve been invited to a Christmas dinner where I met three lovely English ladies. I had the chance to talk with a nurse and of course we ended up talking about Nye and I was shocked to hear that she actually saw it in theatre, but nothing prepared me for was followed. She saw Cate Blanchett and Maggie Smith (not in the same play obviously). My jaw is still on the floor somewhere. We talked about books and she told me she has a beautiful second edition. I loved every second of it. The food was delicious the people were amazing and I had the chance to speak in English with wee English old ladies. It felt like home. All of this was possible because of the person I consider my mother. She’s the best things that happened to me since birth.
So I’ll be in London very soon I hope!
I think they were all lesbians cause when I said I wanted to see Indira Varma someday in a play they said something down the line like ‘and she’s beautiful too’ and I think I accidentally came out to them when I answered out loud ‘yep’? I don’t know and actually I don’t care :) I loved it!
Also I looked like this and I think you can tell.
#good omens#christmas party#she saw cate Blanchett#she saw Michael Sheen#and she actually called him Martin Sheen#lol#I loved every momento of it#fuck im happy#and a bit drunk#aziraphale#crowley#I was wearing my Aziraphale ring#but my outfit was Crowley coded#de martens#ring
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Crying abt how good it feels to have no tits. my god. Im free
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Alternate scene for Trod 'Drunken Gods' chapter where Lamb is already drunk before Narinder even arrives to the party. Gotta love 'liquid courage'
#i have a continuation to this btw ill post in a bit#trod au#the rehabilitation of death#narilamb#narinder x lamb#cult of the lamb#cw alcohol#cw drunk#doodles#btw that crab is a sona for twitch chat lmao
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if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing
#imagine you're a boy who's going to die. you're in love with the girl you've been watching from afar. you know your fate.#you just want to help her‚ but then there's the announcement and she's here in front of you‚ kissing you‚ risking her life for you and you#think‚ i could live and i could love. you think she loves you when she hands you the berries‚ when she puts them in her mouth.#then you both survive and you go back home and nothing is real anymore. you have nothing. no family. no friends. no love. just an empty#house. a drunk for a neighbor. the love of your life walking into somebody else's arms. you think‚ i survived the games. i could survive#this. and you also think‚ i should've bit down on those berries‚ should've felt the juice burst before i died.#and then the third quarter quell announcement rings in your ears and you think‚ she will live and i will die as i should have in the first#place. the girl you love kisses you on the beach and somewhere you heart stirs and your mind revolts and you savor every touch she has ever#given to you‚ in front of the cameras and off. because you are a tribute and you are always being watched and snow's presence looms and#you think‚ i know she cares. but you get taken. you get drugged. you get tortured‚ your mind altered. the girl is a mutt‚ a murderer. she's#everything you despise‚ your mind stirs. your heart revolts. you gain more awareness but cannot distinguish reality from fiction and you#have never known katniss' love. the war ends. you heal. you come home. you plant primrose for her. years down the line‚ you grow in love#more than you thought possible. but some days‚ you cannot tell fiction from reality so you ask the love of your life‚ you love me.#real or not real? and she says‚ real‚ and kisses you.#and you sigh and kiss her back and revel in this. a home. a life. a love.#lit#the hunger games#everlark#otp: real or not real?#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#text#tais toi lys#thgpost#*
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Train trip
gn!Ghost x fem!reader || groping, heavy dub-con, edging, accidental exhibitionism (very light)
You were almost asleep, the train home took too long and you worked a double shift. You could barely keep your eyes open as you (finally) sat down. There were only two other people in the train, and you didn't mind them as you pushed your legs up on the seat in front of you and made yourself comfortable. You were thinking about taking a nap when you felt it.
At first, you thought it was just a weird contraction of your muscles, tired after all day working. You moved a bit and tried to fall asleep again. But then you felt it again.
A soft caress against the inside of your leg, it felt like a hand. You looked down, but there was nothing there. Your skirt rode up at the bottom, like something was pushing it up. You slapped it down again. The hair at the back of your neck standing up as a shiver ran down your back. You couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. Something was there. You looked at the other two passengers, but they were looking at their phones, nobody paying you attention. An awful feeling ran through you.
The profound dread that filled you made you anxious as you tried, and failed, to get up. There was some kind of force holding you down, your legs felt too heavy, extended on the seat in front of you. Your arms too tired to get them up. You started to panic, something primal inside of you wanting you to run, to scream. You couldn’t, as you opened your mouth to do just that, something fell over it. You couldn’t see anything, but you couldn’t move, couldn’t scream.
What the fuck.
Something, someone, was constricting your movements and covering your mouth. You always said you didn’t believe in ghosts, but in that second, all the times you said something about it passes through your mind. Your mind frantically trying to make you run, filled with panic. You tried to scream again, but the thing over your mouth just pushed harder, pressing lightly against your nose and making it hard for you to breathe. You tried to calm down, to take deep breaths. You almost succeeded calming your racing heart.
But you felt it again. A presence at your side, a hand running up and down inside your thigh, pushing your legs apart. You tried to push your knees together as hard as you could. It was no use, whatever force was there kept them open.
You tried to scream, to bite down, but they didn’t move. The hand kept going up and up, your skirt moving up as they got too close. You felt exposed, scared that somebody was going to look at you and see you there, quiet and with your skirt up your hips, your panties showing completely. You tried to move away again as ghostly fingers ran up and down the seam of your panties, you moaned involuntarily. Fuck. It was not the time to get aroused by ghostly hands. It was unnatural, it was wrong. You couldn’t be feeling aroused about it. You didn’t want to be touched. Did you?
You tried to get away again, but failed once more. Sitting still on the train, legs up, open and exposing your most vulnerable parts, panting. You didn't want to, you knew it wasn’t normal to feel like that, but your panties were getting damp, your pussy wet. The presence moved again, something else groping your tits, massaging them like they didn’t care about you, just wanted to feel you pant again. They succeeded. You moaned softly as whatever was there kept groping your boobs. You felt how they pinched your nipples through the fabric of your bra, the moan you let out swallowed by the hand covering your mouth. How many hand did they have? Were they even hands? You couldn’t see anything at all, but you could feel so much. Too much. Your pussy clenched over nothing.
The fingers kept playing with your pussy over your panties, not pressing, not doing more than a light caress. You wanted to scream for them to stop, maybe to keep going. You weren't sure anymore. You wanted them to move. Each second, growing a bit more nervous, a bit desperate. The mixed feeling inside of your brain weren’t nothing compared to the heat soaking your panties.
When the first finger moved your panties and pushed inside, your scream was muffled by a hand. Followed right after with what felt like two fingers getting shoved down your mouth. You gagged over them, but not a heartbeat later you were sucking on them, soaking them and trying to get them as far as you could. You thought you heard a laugh, but there was nothing there. With two fingers down your throat and two fingers up your pussy, you felt like a toy for their pleasure. That shouldn’t make you hot, shouldn’t make more juices run down your thighs. But it did. You felt so hot, so aroused.
They fucked your pussy like a piston as you stood there, unable to move and swallowing against their fingers, trying to muffle the dirty sounds you were making. You looked up at the other two passengers, they were still looking at their phone. Good. You didn’t want them to look. Did you? No, you didn’t. That thought didn’t make your pussy contract against the fingers inside you.
You felt on edge, you were so close but so far. They were hitting all the right places at once, just to move away the next second. They were flicking your clit and rolling it in the most perfect way to have to touch the edge, but never going over it. You wanted to scream. But instead of that, you doubled your efforts sucking the fingers inside your mouth. You were good, you were a good girl who deserved to cum. Weren’t you? You could deep-throat those fingers until the ghost (ghosts?) made you come.
But they kept the torture up. Getting you close and taking it away over and over. A tear fell from your right eye, traveling down your cheek. You tasted the salt of your tears next, flowing freely as you were exposed and played with, unable to fight back, unable to move, unable to come.
The whole trip kept going like that, they got you close just to take it away. Over and over until you were a crying mess, your tears mixing with the saliva running down your mouth as you sucked on their fingers. You were scared that somebody could see you like that, but too desperate to stop. It was fruitless. You were at the mercy of an unknown entity in the middle of a train. You felt dirty. You felt like a filthy girl. And that turned you on beyond belief.
They played with your pussy for what felt like hours, but you know it was only 30 min, the exact time between one stop and the next one. When the next stop was rolling close, they hit that damn place that made you see stars, the fingers inside of you milking the pleasure out of you as the train slowly reduced the speed. You came and came and came, a scream involuntarily leaving your mouth as the presence vanished completely. The fingers inside your pussy gone, the fingers inside your mouth, too. The scream alerted the two other passengers who looked up and rapidly looked down.
You didn’t want to know how you looked, probably a mess. They didn’t look up, but you could see how one of them tried to hide his erection. You tried to pull yourself together, your panties were completely ruined, your face was probably a messy mix of tears and saliva, your shirt as wet as the inside of your thighs. You left the wagon and the dude lifted his eyes, making eye content with you and smirking. The knowing grin on his face made your face flush, embarrassed beyond belief.
A ghost ravished you in a train… and you enjoyed it.
What a filthy, filthy girl.
#maybe i was a bit drunk writing this#shhhh#ghost x reader#ghost#monster#monster fucker#monster x human#monster imagine#teratophillia#monster boyfriend#monster x reader#gn monster#terato#monster lover
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anthony is dead: the funeral roast (paid content)
#daniel howell#amazingphil#dan and phil#phan#smosh#anthony padilla#mine#my content#hi sorry i can't get a hold of the person who shared this clip with me so i don't feel comfortable posting it in full#however i'm not a good enough person to Not Gif It#so here u go here's a bit of it in gif form lol#i'm going to sleep i'm sure by the time i wake up the full video will be up#oh also oh my god this clip gives me such super amazing project vibes i almost cried#ok. anyway. it's 8:20am. im drunk still. goodnight im finally going to bed x
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felt the need to jegulusify two posts i came across
#this is so silly i just couldnt not do it#the panel is from tgcf fanart of a redraw of a punch drunk love panel neither of which things i know anything about#the arm is just a random photo i found in my art ref tag on my secret blog#they fit too well together hehe#this stretches the limits of what i would usually post on here quite a bit ngl#hp#jegulus#marauders#jegulus fanart#regulus black#james potter#james x regulus#regulus x james#james potter fanart#regulus black fanart#Marauders fanart#Mine#My art#*#if you saw me post this before#no you didnt
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Some irl moments repped by the hazbin cast
#nothing like drunk and messy doodles#pls drink responsibly#especially this weekend since I can’t#have fun in my name#in the doctor bit I was Angel#in the bday party bit I was alastor and it was my roomie’s (Toby) bday#in the bagel incident I was tragically Lucifer and I’m still not over it because it was 2am and Ralph’s was closed and I couldn’t buy lox#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#shitpost#my doods#cw: alcohol#tw: alcohol
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Danny sat on a rooftop feeling confused. It was currently 3 days later than he last remembered. That was 3 DAYS with no memory of anything. He didn’t even know what city he was in. The only thing he is sure of is that it wasn’t mind control. His experience with Freakshow let him know that.
Along with this feeling more similar to the time his mom shoved high proof cleaning alcohol that was ectofied in his face during an excited rant. The fumes alone had him missing a few hours. Luckily Jazz was there and kept his blackout drunk self entertained.
So the question was, where the hell was he and what did he do?! Also, what caused him to blackout? Last he remembered he was in Metropolis and he got nearly hit in the head with a green glowing stone that he only vaguely could tell was somehow not ectoradium. After that? Nothing.
Aka: Kryptonite is highly compressed ectoplasm and causes Danny to get black out drunk just by being in its vicinity.
P.S. I also would love to see what chaos you think Danny would get up to lol
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#I wonder how much chaos a drunk Phantom would cause?#would be really funny to have the JL trying to catch him thinking he was a villain at first#Then Martian Manhunter manages to get a bit of insight and go ‘yeah no he’s drunk’#MM can’t read Danny’s mind#but he can catch bits of emotion here and there#and he knows what drunk people feel like when they emote#When they finally meet with now sober Danny they are understandably just as confused as him#Batman figures it out first and Danny agrees to a small test#They have no idea what they should be feeling that Kryptonite can cause someone to get drunk
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part 3 to my modern AU 💞🍺 (part 1 / part 2)
#u just know seb ended up carrying her home in the end anyway BAHHA if u read my fic u already know im weak for bridal carries#fun fact the blurred party backgrounds i used are screenshots from diary of a wimpy kid rodrick rules. aka the pinnacle of cinema#and its only fitting since i base my modern seb very largely on rodrick bc I STILL HAVE A CRUSH ON RODRICK...rodrick heffley my beloved#yall also already know i love guard dog seb (especially combined with drunk clora BAHAH) so ofc i had to do the modern au ver#i just make clora the type of drunk i am... aka drunk after 2 and sometimes even 1 drink and then i get super affectionate with everyone#which would make seb seethe if it were clora BAHAHAH omg i love imagining his suffering😇😍😍#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian x mc#clora clemons#also wahhh i can feel my HL brainrot fading a bit...🥲probs bc my fic is now complete... might make a post abt it soon#im not ready to let go😭😤#choccyart
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May I offer you some NikPrice doodles in these trying times
#cod#nikprice#cod nikolai#nikolai cod#john price#captain price#captain john price#yeah okay I lied I didn't take a break#Forced myself to just make silly little doodles though#oh btw Price is supposed to be kissing Nik's shoulder on the colored one#but I couldn't make it look right with his fucking mustache#It's still cute though#Price might be a little bit drunk and getting all over Nik#hope you guys will enjoy <3#I spilled an entire water bottle on myself and my tablet drawing this#is this a sign#my art
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one of my favorite parts about that scene in season 3 episode 7 of the umbrella academy is right after the umbrellas and sparrows “contained” the keugelblitz and celebrate by opening several bottles of alcohol and partying, because in every single shot ben is in, he’s either trying to get himself or five as wasted as possible
#that man is making sure five’s old man grumpiness stays at bay with his glass overflowing with champagne#he’s like ‘‘begone you old miserable grouch’’#and honestly i kinda get it lmfao#drunk five is one of my favorite fives#sorry i don’t make the rules#he’s funny as hell#who else would fill a kitchen mixing bowl with cereal and replace the milk with vodka#and then immediately after collapse in the elevator before he could eat any#breaking: grandpa is drunk and hungry again#also not to mention the fact that another one bits the dust is playing????#ugh such a good song. and it’s such a groovy song#it’s so perfect for their moment of unsuspecting celebration#god idc i love season 3#the umbrella academy spoilers#the umbrella academy#tua#umbrella academy#hargreeves siblings#tua season 4#tua s4#five hargreeves#number five#tua five#tua ben#tua sparrow ben#ben hargreeves#sparrow ben#sparrow!ben#tua s3#tua s3e7
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Velvette: Breathe, darling, just breathe. Vox, sobbing: I've done nothing with my life! I'm a failure! Alastor: Well that's never bothered you before.
#hazbin hotel#incorrect quotes#hazbin hotel incorrect quotes#radiostatic#staticlovetune#vox#vox the tv demon#alastor#alastor the radio demon#velvette#hazbin hotel velvette#vox embarrassing himself in an overlord meeting yet again#i think i created a bit of fandom trope#he's probably drunk#never mind he's definitely drunk#this is literally canon#it should've happened at some point#pre stayed gone#but i can also see the exact same convo happening post stayed gone#Vox when he can't make himself throw out the Alastor body pillow#The tags from my wretched mind are getting worse and worse
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when the former god of death is brought down to your level, then brought even lower, below you, and it's so very cute :)
#listen. listen. the lamb is a cheeky little asshole and maybe a bit drunk on power. just a tad#cotl#cotl narinder#cotl lamb#narilamb#id like to think suddenly having a flesh and blood body is overwhelming for narinder. like. the very first thing he does is curl up and cry#he's still a bit hauty after but much more mellow. meek. perhaps the lamb takes advantage of that. perhaps they're very aware#of what they're doing. maybe it feel good to feel powerful#anyway i like toxic codependent narilamb where the lamb is more assertive. hi#crown big mad about this btw
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thank you MAXGAYSTAPPEN ❤️ say something about the chass next
#what a lovely thing to wake up to#formula one yaoi#mmm my favorite#him cradling the redbull i wonder if he was a bit drunk in this#sharl is beautiful so THANK YEW MAX !#makes me think back to the interview where sharl is afraid to call max pretty#and then there’s this.#lestappen
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