#drunk heroes

[nekoo3001]

Proud dad🍻

[rueclfer]

saturdays are for the blondes // fratboy smau part three

a/n: bakugou probs gives the bare fucking minimum as a frat boy like barely participates in the campaigns and rushes/recruitments and the only reason why he hasn't gotten booted yet is bc he's frat president kirishima's scary dog best friend and helps him make decisions lmao *written under cut*

denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, hawks

"Embarrassing how much effort I put in for a man who doesn't even want me." You dramatically sigh as you gently tilt Katsuki's head back by his chin, and holding the opening of a chilled bottle of water up to his lips.

Walking out to see him alone under the dim buzzing light barely hanging onto to the roof and hunched over a bush with his palm pressed against the side of the frat house to hold himself up was a sad sight for you to see, but you couldn't help but enjoy the rare humiliation.

He scowls and swats your hand away, wiping his mouth against the back of his hand.

"The fuck are you talking about?" He coughs into the collar of his shirt.

"What? Am I wrong?" You press your lips together, suppressing a growing smile, and setting the empty bottle on the window ledge beside you

He rubs his temple in annoyance, clearly not near sober enough to have a conversation about his feelings. "Irritating as fuck is what you are."

With the noise of the party and thumping music leaking from inside of the house, you two were left alone by yourselves in the side yard with the occasional person or two stepping out for a smoke or to vomit.

"I'm just teasing, Kats." You chuckle, reaching up to rake your fingers through the sweaty strands of hair glued to his forehead. "It's not that serious."

"I told you not to come out here, didn't I?" He mumbles, closing his eyes and leaning his back against the wall.

"Well, Denki's occupied with the other brothers and I'm not going to leave you out here yacking in the bushes."

He remains silent for a moment, lazily intertwining his fingers with yours and swinging your hands from side to side.

"Dumbass." He murmurs under his breath. "Too nice for your own good."

"Trust me, I know." You roll your eyes. "Let's get you to your room? You look like you might drop any second." You attempt to wiggle your hand out of his iron grasp.

"It's too god damn loud in there." He groans "Stay here with me."

His flushed cheeks and swollen lips made his usual scowl falter into a perpetual pout, making your nerves twitch and it impossible to say no to him.

"You're not scared of anyone seeing us like this? Being so close? Me taking care of you?" You peer around for any sign of watching eyes.

"Like it matters. Everyone knows you're mine- or they should at least." He tightens his grip on your hand.

"Yeah? Prove it, then" You challenge, sparking a quirk of interest in his eyes.

A lazy smirk grows on his lips as he looks down at you through his lashes, scanning every corner of your face before he pulls you in against his chest and leans down to press a kiss to your lips.

"You wanna give everyone inside a show or some shit?" He mutters against your lips, peppering kisses in between every few words. "Give me 10 minutes with you out here and I can sober up real fuckin quick."

"That, or also," You wrap an arm around his torso, and the other slapping a hand over his mouth, pushing his face away. "you can ask me out on a date, dipshit."

He narrowed his eyes, furrowing his brows in the process.

"Nu uh. No fucking way. You don't want to go out with me."

"Yuh huh." You mock his drunken childish tone, keeping your hand clasped over his mouth. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Because I think I love you." He muffles behind your hand. "So that'll be a fucking wreck for both of us."

"Wha-"

He pulls your hand away from his mouth and cuts you off with his lips with more desperation and force as he pulls you closer to him by the back of your neck and grip around your waist.

An efficient way to shut you up.

"Don't remind me about that tomorrow, alright?" He mutters against your lips, knowing well that if there's one thing his mind will cling onto in this drunken state, it'll be this moment with you in the side yard where your cheeks are perfectly flushed from the alcohol and cold nice breeze, your hands all over him, and his heart racing as he admit to you and himself for the first time that he loves you.

[nibeul]

staff polaroids

[id in alt]

[nubsdolls]

you were his angel.

the prettiest little thing, he swore when he looked down at you he was seeing stars. the way your skirt bounced with every step you took or whenever you jumped up to greet him, exposing the sliver of lace between your thighs, the thin fabric barely leaving anything to imagination.

how the sunlight almost always shone down through the clouds and right onto your face during class, carefully capitalizing on your features hes almost sure, were sculpted by god himself. the flutter of your lashes, the sheen gloss on your pouty lips, god, it drove him mad.

that same gloss that coated the base of his dick, creating a pretty little rim around his length, fuck you take him so well. the glossed-up rim barely visible by the slick trail of cum spluttering out the top as you placed little kisses along the rim of his tip, hands treating him so gentle as if he were glass.

and an angel you were as you came down from heaven above and onto him. sweet, sweet babbles escaping your lips as you swallowed him whole, engulfing him and all of his inches. he grips down feverishly onto your thighs like its his lifeline. hips stuttering back up to meet yours as he starts to keep a pace.

how you would arch your back when he flips you over and starts fucking into you from behind, watching as his cock disappears and reappears from inside your gummy walls, murmuring stupid plea’s, begging him to go deeper into you, to feel him in your guts as if you weren’t already breaking under his touch. your shoulder blades reaching so far up and so prominent he worries they’ll break from out of your skin, the image reminiscent of an angel gaining their wings.

as he holds you closer, picking up his pace and growing all breathy, stumbling over his words, all while dragging himself in and out of your slick warmth, his fat cock starting to twitch inside of you and he starts going blank, mumbling your name and sweet nothings into your ear a prayer.

“ngh—hah.. yeah.. you g’na take me baby? yeah. fuckin’—take it.” he stutters, hiccuping between tears of pure bliss.

cumming in you feels like heaven on earth. the sticky substance filling you up all the way—with him still inside as he slowly pulls out, his thick cum spilling out of your cunt and dripping onto your thighs as he drags his still sensitive tip along your swollen clit, before pushing it back in with a lewd squelch! that makes you cry out in pleasure. feeling as he slowly starts to fuck his warm fill right back into you.

yeah, his angel alright, and he was sure to taint you with his sins.

DABI , TOUYA , (im aware theyre the same person.) gojo , geto , choso + whoever elsee !

[salmonight]

New Dimension New Me 2025 Day 3: Costume Swap

Prompts:

Bonus:

Danny's costume design (aka the one Tim's wearing)

[sacrifical-lamb-core]

Jason Grace is basically like a victorian child bc everyone assumes he wouldn't be able to handle any kind of spicy food or slightly more punchy food (think like energy drinks or really hot cheetos) due to the combined white boy and growing up in a very secluded military camp (which is very culty and barely let him try anything from the outside world) like how ppl assume that Victorian children wouldn't be able to handle anything from the modern era. And then to test this Piper and Leo give him a McDonald's Sprite and he chugs it in 10 seconds and mentions it kinda tastes like the poison he had to take for endurance training when he was 7 and continues on with his day.

[autocrats-in-love]

Prompt (363)

The villain stared at the hero, drunk out of their mind.

“You,” the villain slurred. “Are so beautiful. Just walking around, looking like that.”

The hero looked away, their pulse racing. “Remind me not to take you up on after-work drinks again.”

[moodyvoid]

I like imagining Hawks having to deal with regular people and not just high priority villains. Like the cops are chasing a suspect and Hawks catches up with them easily and detains them like

Hawks: “Alright, buddy, where’s all the drugs?”

Suspect: “Nowhere. I don’t have anything.”

Hawks: “I feel like you’re lying to me.”

Suspect: “Prove it.”

Hawks: “You’ve got powder on your nose and I’m willing to bet you weren’t snorting donuts.”

Suspect: “Maybe I was.”

Hawks: “Where’s the rest of the drugs?”

Suspect: “There are no drugs! Even if there were, you’ll never find it.”

Hawks: “… It’s up your ass isn’t it?”

Suspect: “… I want a lawyer.”

The cops eventually catch up.

Hawks: “He’s all yours. Also, you might wanna do a cavity search on this guy.”

Cops: “God dammit—”

Hawks, flying away: “Have fun with that!”

[loadingbnha]

This scene, this scene drives me insane on reread.

Tsukauchi KNEW- He ABSOLUTELY KNEW what would happen. He's been friends with Toshinori for 6 years. He is the first personal friend Toshinori makes after recieving his injuries. Of course he knows Toshinori. Of course he went in to talk with Stain before Toshinori. And Stain is anything but subtle so there's no question about what was said there...

Everyone else we see who tries to reach out to Toshinori all say the same thing. Just Live. Be good. Be you. That's enough. Inko, Sir Nigheye, Aizawa. They're trying to get him to live. Which is all well and good, but none of it is what Toshinori wants to hear.

NAOMASA NO DOUBT KNOWS THAT

But Stain- what Stain says isn't a mere "take care of yourself and live" it's "continue to do what makes you-you, and don't let anything stop you. FUCKING CRAWL IF YOU HAVE TO."

THAT. THAT IS WHAT TOSHINORI WANTS.

JUST LOOK AT THIS MAN. THIS. THIS IS WHAT MAKES HIM FEEL ALIVE. Look at how happy he is through all of this, he's completely unhinged and he's loving it.

Stain approved him doing this shit. And that, THAT is what gives Toshinori the motivation to keep going.

WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY TSUKAUCHI DIDN'T WANT THEM TO MEET! Because all it took, was one interaction. Toshinori found his will to live, he found the means to feel again. But that also means, Toshinori is going to be recklessly driven by his own conviction, regardless of how bad it is for him - and NOBODY will be able to convince him that "just living is enough".

Because Stain told him to keep going without regard for set backs, go until dead. Because that is who All Might is. And that is why Stain loves him so freakin' much.

(this is not the face of a guy shocked by the letter. This is the face of guy going "oh. shit. i tried to prevent this." Sorry Tsukauchi... the soulmates united.)

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Capitalism truly is a force of evil

You could have had hot threesomes with the hottest superheroines in Gotham you FOOL

You could have been wrist deep in Harley's insane clown pussy while Ivy ploughs your field of dreams

But you turn away from this????

I feel like this story needs to end with a full on Christmas Carol situation where Catwoman , Ivy and Harley all visit this cold hearted capitalist and fuck her into realising that love and passion are better than the cold embrace of wealth

"IT WAS AS THEY SAID

THE THREE HORNY QUEER GIRLS DID IT ALL IN ONE NIGHT"

(Throws open window)

"YOU THERE!

CADY HERRON!

WHAT DAY IS THIS!"

"It's October 3rd!"

"RUN DOWN TO THE SEX SHOP

AND PURCHASE THE LARGEST STRAP ON YOU CAN FIND!"

(Flings gold card at her face)

"OH GOD MY EYE!"

"And then to the pharmacist, to buy a bandage for where I blinded you in one eye with my credit card!

GOD BLESS US EVERYONE!"

"PLEASE CALL AN AMBULANCE...."

[dnpbeats]

all of the old screenshots that phil would post of his skype convos with dan make me want to scream and rip my hair out and die like the fact that he wanted to document it but also the fact that i'm sure he only shared a fraction of the screenshots that he took. and this was before they were even together. but he wanted to document his time with dan even when they were just friends bc he meant that much to him like damn 😭😭

[purplechilies]

Prompt #24

Villain raised an eyebrow at the sight before him. “Are you drunk?”

“Does it matter?” Hero replied with a slight slur, “we’re all doomed to die alone anyways. What’s the point of my job if I can’t enjoy the fruits of my labor? Has the life I’ve succumbed myself to contribute so less to my happiness? Are humanity and I to forever wilt in this parasitical relationship the media has gilded? Could the idea of karma only exist to ease the minds of those who have been wronged?” Hero paused for a moment to catch her breath, which her amused fiancé took as an opportunity to interject.

“I think it’s time for bed, —”

“What?” the crime-fighter asked, snapping out of her dazed stance and now fully listening to her partner.

The criminal laughed. “Let’s get in bed, love.”

[bugwolfsstuff]

Fun fact in some myths Dionysus's daughter* is Methe, daimona (goddess/spirit) of drunkenness

*In some sources she's his daughter in law but i'm going with the daughter version

I find this fuckin' hilarious considering in pjo he cant get drunk cause of his punishment

Do you think he just goes 'fuck i'm too sober for this' some days and calls her up. (I highly doubt she can't just make people drunk at will)

[cremateyourlife]

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDD

[ianthedebonair]

Ortega's this 🤏 close to getting a mic thrown at him. Bless his soul 🙏

[socially-anxious-wizard]

Utterly convinced Katsuki and Izuku kissed once in middle school and Katsuki just completely forgot it was Izuku because it happened before Izuku socially transitioned and they just. Forget that Izuku is Trans.