#drunk love

[siennafrxst]

↳ a drunken night 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

(part 1)

pairing: sebastian stan x female reader

word count: 587 words

cw: fluff, slight angst(?)

“I’m not drunk, Y/N, I promise.”

“Ohh, you’re going to have to do a lot better than that to convince me.”

Sebastian was currently relying on Y/N’s shoulder, struggling to simply walk in a straight line.

“You’re right, there’s no hiding from you. Besides, we’ve known each other for almost 5 years now, haven’t we? You’re my bestest friend, you know?”

She grinned softly at her drunken friend, caressing his back. “That would’ve been really sweet if it weren’t for the slurriness in your words.”

He lightly chuckled at her statement, shrugging in agreement. “Isn’t that the most amazing-est part? That I’m able to say things like those even while I’m drunk?”

The smile never leaves her face as she sighs, slightly shaking her head. “Come on, Seb, let’s get you to bed.”

She gently grabs onto his hand and carefully guides him to the hotel bed. Fortunately, he obediently follows behind, although, still tripping over his own feet from time to time and making random comments about how handsome Evans looks.

Once she finally manages to tuck him in, she sits on the edge of the bed, rubbing the side of his arm. He smiles at her like a little child, causing a giggle to escape Y/N’s lips. “Good night, Seb.”

She gives his arm a little squeeze before standing up to leave, almost yelping when he suddenly pulls her hand, bringing her back to the bed even closer to him.

The two locked eyes, observing every little detail about the other. She could feel her cheeks burning up, getting lost in those grey eyes of his. A few precious moments have passed by, seconds feeling like hours of intimate staring before Sebastian broke the silence.

“I love you~” he cooed softly, which caused Y/N to sigh and let out some oxygen that she had been unknowingly holding back.

“I love you too. Now go to sleep, we’re going to get in trouble if we don’t get up in time.”

She was about to leave again when he had suddenly cut her off once more.

“No no no, not like that. I love you, Y/N, but as more than a friend. And no, don’t say ‘best friend’ because you know damn well what I mean. I love you.”

She freezes. Her heart paces faster. Her face drops in complete and utter shock. Did he mean that..?

For some reason, she could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes. And her heart fluttering from excitement yet drowning in disappointment. She was feeling all these mixed emotions all at once, her eyes darting back and forth from one eye to the other. No. He was drunk. If this was going to happen, it couldn’t happen in vain.

Sucking up her feelings, she sharply inhales and gulps, preparing the words she was going to say. “Seb, you’re drunk and you’re tired. Today was a long day, you need to rest. Just… look, tomorrow, you can tell me all of this again when you’ve sobered up, okay? Only if you really meant it.”

Sighing in slight disappointment, Sebastian slowly nods at her. “Okay. I will.”

“Now go get some rest.” She plants a soft yet lingering kiss on his forehead, his eyes closing at her touch. “Good night, Sebastian.”

She stands up from the bed once more, giving a little wave as he follows her with his eyes until she leaves his line of sight, the cold silence filling the lonely room.

Maybe he should’ve asked her to stay.

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click here for chapter 2.

[arcanistsdelight]

I’ve had a little to drink tonight and I would like to all to know that you’re valid.

You’re identity? I love it.

You’re jokes? I want to hear them.

You’re you? I’d love to meet them.

That’s all.

[fifty-pages-of-grey]

a bit of advice

you swept me off my feet that day, as we sat in the backseat of your friend's car. when i saw that smile, i swear for a moment, i forgot how to breathe. everything faded into white noise as our fingers intertwined. nothing else mattered, for as long as you had your eyes on me, i knew i would survive. 6 drinks down, and far away from reality, i had found your love. and i was not ready to let it all go yet. fell into your lap, just as everything came crumbling down. the questions forming a lump in my throat - are you mine? or are you just a delusion i created that makes it easier to breathe?

a bit of advice (to myself) : don't fall for someone who is not ready to catch you.

[mirrorofghosts]

SAVE ME

Hold me

Don’t let me drown

In the loud silence

You left in your absence

You’re sharp tongue

And bladed words

Left scars that

For one reason or another

Won’t ever heal

Maybe I won’t let them

Maybe they can’t

I don’t know

Who I am

What we were

Anything anymore

Maybe

It’s better I don’t

But the thought remains

It needs to die

So I drown it

In a swirl of alcohol

One

Two

Three

I stop counting after that

They go down like water

Trying to forget

Only for you to become more vivid

A dream that’s my worst nightmare

Screaming

Screaming silently

Save me

Save me from who I’ve become

I don’t want your memory

But I can’t lose myself

For you as well

[s0up1ta]

"so grunkle ford how do you know bill?"

"... that's not important."

[seagiri]

qué noche tan obscura

[doctorsiren]

The books reveal that Ford is actually a secret partier

(Available as a print on my Etsy Shop)

(wips under cut)

[sharkcutlery]

someone said more drunk alastor. my wish is your command

[adriles]

when we’re done with our overwhelming grief we’ll eat i guess

[ckret2]

I'd like to think Bill was projecting in the paragraph on hibernation.

(fun fact! every color in bill's clothes, breakup recovery objects, and furniture were color picked from ford's body! yes bill did get a leather couch the same color as ford's flesh!)

[siennafrxst]

↳ a drunken night 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

(part 2)

if you haven’t read chapter 1, click here.

word count: 0.4k words

Knock. Knock. Knock.

As Y/N was drying her hair with a towel, she turns to the sudden disturbance coming from behind the door.

“Come in,” she announces loudly for the other person to be able to hear.

The door immediately swings open, revealing the person hiding behind it.

“Seb, hey,” Y/N greets, a hint of slight surpise in her tone.

It seemed as though he had just gotten out of bed and put on a quick attire, due to his messy brown curls and foggy features. Goddamnit, why did he have to look so cute like this?

“Hey,” he greets back, closing the door behind him.

Snapping herself out of her absurd thoughts before being managed to get caught for staring, she connects her eyes with his. The two share an intimate moment of staring, both seeming to be hesitating to say the same desired words.

Do you remember last night?

“Uhm, how’s your hangover? Are you feeling okay?” she quickly asks to fill in the awkward silence.

Sebastian sighs heavily in exhaust. “S’okay. I mean, better than it was when I initially woke up, at least.”

She nodded in agreement, offering a soft smile at the man.

Sebastian brings a hand behind his neck, slightly biting his lower lip before speaking up once more. “Uhm, about last night…”

Y/N gulps nervously as she heard those words. What if he still remembered..?

“Thank you for taking care of me, I’m sure that I was a load to deal with.”

She chuckles in an attempt to hide her sigh of relief. “Of course. I’m here for you, Seb.”

He returns a sheepish smile at his best friend as a sign of gratitude.

And then it was silent yet again. The words were at the tip of their tongue, begging to be released. But neither of them said another word. They simply stood in the regretful silence, so close yet so far from each other, both fearing that they would lose their friendship over some stupid crush.

Little did they know, it wasn’t so stupid after all.

“Well, I better go now. See you later, okay? I’ll make this up to you, I promise.”

Y/N nods slightly. “Yeah, sure. I’ll hold you to that promise.”

Sebastian lets out a soft chuckle before waving a good bye, seeming to hesitate momentarily before exiting the room and closing the door, leaving Y/N alone with her dreaded thoughts.

Was she too late?

click here for the alternate, happier ending. :)

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[bluerosefox]

Always Favors You

Another Sibling Danny and Jason idea!!

"Are you Jason Peter Todd?!" demanded a deep and commanding tone from the strange glowing being in front of them.

All the Bats stiffened and tensed, no doubt gearing up for a fight against the being that somehow knew Red Hood's full name.

Jason, Red Hood, decided to put on a brave front despite no doubt cursing in his head and wondering how the heck did this thing know his full freaking name.

"Whose asking." he snarled out, his hands twitching for his gun when the huge glowing knight with purple flames coming out of his helmet and cape, who was riding on a nightmare looking horse while they all had been in the cave going over tonight's patrol.

The Knight didn't seemed bothered by his response nor did he even seem to care or flinch when Batman made his own demand on 'Why was he there and who was he' or when Damian unsheathed his sword and pointed it towards him. Instead the strange glowing Knight reached to it side and pulled out... A glowing scroll? Huh. (Also he completely unnerved everyone in the room when the Knight didn't even react when Batman had tossed a Baterang when he reached for his side)

The Knight opened the scroll and spoke clearly with purpose.

"Jason Peter Todd,

You are hereby invited as a special guest of honor to the crowning of our future King of the Infinite Realms.

Daniel Phantom, once Daniel Jackson Fenton, and once Daniel Austen Todd.

Prince of the Infinite Realms, the Keeper of Balance, The Peacekeeping Halfa, the Defeater of the Tyrant King Pariah Dark, The Great One, Youngest of the Ancients, Ancient of Space, The Bridge between Life and Death.

You, the half-brother of our King, have been given the highest of honors for your past actions and will be given housing and food in the Realms and Phantom's Keep, for the week long event. Personal servants and attendants will be at your disposal and a seamstress will be on hand to tailor make your attire for the Coronation.

Signed: Clockwork. Ancient of Time. Watcher of the Infinite Timeline. Kronos. Mentor and Adviser.

PS: I shall have Fright Knight ("Me" the Knight bluntly said for a second) leave this scroll along with a personal one for you from Daniel to read over and once you make up your mind sign the bottom of the scroll.

I do hope in time you will pick the right choice Jason Todd, we of the Infinite Realms would like to reward you for your actions. After all, if you hadn't gotten young Daniel away from your father that night all those years ago, we would never had gained our Prince nor be free from our once Tyrant King.

Ah, one more thing.

The Infinite Realms will always favor you Jason."

Jason felt like he couldn't breath as Fright Knight? Rolled up the scroll, pulled a letter from his side, and held out the two items for him to take.

[a-fix-of-muses]

Currently Listening To: "Drunk Love" by Moondough

[ecstarry]

regulus being an absolute menace when drunk, he has never heard of personal space, not with james. there is nothing that will stand between him and his man. like clingy does not cut it, he is fully attempting to climb james every chance he gets but james loves this so much, he's happy to be a tree for reg to climb, his lap's only purpose is to be a seat for reg and he does not need his hands for anything other than touching his boyfriend all the fucking time

[thursdayes]

cannot get enough of these guys (man-shaped ethereal beings)🪦