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Enid, drunk on the floor: Why're you so tall?
Wednesday: You are on the floor.
Enid, gasping: Is it cuz I fell for you??
Wednesday, flustered: ...just stand up, please, querida.
#enid after wens gets her off the floor: oooooo there are your dimples lemme kiss 'em#wens being gay: I'll destroy you#wenclair#real things my very drunk girlfriend said to me last night#happy new year
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Oh my little love, I wish I was there to protect you.
#bloodweave#bg3#baldur's gate 3#astarion#gale dekarios#gale of waterdeep#hc bb gale sounds out hard to pronounce words so he can still use em#hc 39 year old astarion would fall for gale so fast#angst from my silly account?#is this time travel or just the boys thinking?#yes#time travel could have some silly moments tho#bb gale to older astarion : ur pretty 😳#bb drunk magistrate astarion to older gale: MARRY ME#I shoudl draw tha next#stuff by me#time travel au
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Drunk Em back at it again it’s still Sinday Sunday ( NSFW BELOW )
Caesar would prefer to have you doggy style to eat you out and he’s so going to town. Really makes it a point to keep your legs together.
Noa likes you on your feet and you’re being held by him as he’s got you pinned to a wall, looking up at you when you grasp his fur.
Blue Eyes likes it when you’re on your back and he likes your legs on his shoulders. Gives him more leverage to get his muzzle deep.
Anaya he’s definitely the type to have one leg in his shoulder and he’s holding the other. He’s playful though and nips at your thighs.
Koba ( face it he won’t EVER realistically go down on you lmao ) very tooth oriented to the point where it’s almost sadistic how he moves.
#em speaks ( drunk )#Caesar#Noa#Koba#blue eyes#Anaya#pota#planet of the apes#planet of the apes x reader
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not the mum friend not the child friend but a secret third thing (the goblin friend)
#lgbtq#trans#tumblr fyp#friendship#friends#friend group#mum friend#child friend#goblincore#seriously tho#the ONLY time i snuck out for my friends was bc they were drunk and needed someone to get em
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Hey anon! I love the idea, thanks for your request <3
Just us
pairing ⁀➷ henry cavill x fem!reader
word count ⁀➷ 2.2k
summary ⁀➷ up in the ask
warnings ⁀➷ age gap (reader is in early 20’s, henry is 38), pure fluff, drunk Henry (but not in a bad way?), H/F means Henry's Friend, paparazzi
a/n ⁀➷ thanks for the request anon this was a blast to write!
Since an anon pointed this out to me; („paparazzi get called and scheduled“) they can also get their information about the whereabouts of a celeb from bartenders, spotters, etc… Please remember that I write fiction and not everything is like real life 100% of the time 🫶
Here’s my h.c. playlist
🥤my kofi if you’d like to leave a tip🩷
The night was truly not as you would have imagined it to be.
„Henry... c'mon bear, let's go home." you said, trying to get him off the barstool.
„You look beautiful.“ He slurred in your ear.
Goosebumps immediately spread over your entire body. You quickly kissed the corner of his lips, "Thanks. You look terribly handsome though, even drunk.“ you whispered with a chuckle, „That should be illegal."
His hands wandered to your hips, his fingers tracing shapes all the way up to your bra.
Henry was drunk as hell, and you had to get him home now before he did something in public, that he would regret later.
Luckily, one of his mates had your number and texted you about half an hour ago.
H/F: Hey Y/N can you please pick Henry up? We might have had a little too much of…. everything...
You: I'm on my way
You instantly hoped that there would be no press around.
You couldn't use paparazzi now, but they kind of always knew where Henry was. At any time of the day… or night.
Henry's friend had sent you the address of the club right after your last message.
Usually Henry wasn't someone who partied much. You spent your weekends together on the couch, walking Kal, or cooking together. But who never went out partying on a weekend?
"Kal?" you peeked through the door into the living room. His head lifted from his big dog bed, and he looked at you, panting.
"I'm going to pick up Daddy, will you watch the house while I'm gone?" Excitedly, he wagged his tail when he trotted to you as if confirming it to you to watch out. Lovingly, you petted him behind his ears. "I won't be gone for long."
"Alright." You muttered to yourself as the car came to a hold. You thanked the cab driver who would wait for you, and got out at the back entrance of the club. You wouldn't have found a parking space in front of the club by car, so the cab was clearly the better option.
Fortunately, it wasn't very busy, and you couldn't see any paparazzi. You took your ID out of your pocket and immediately received a few strange looks from the security guards. Sure, probably very few people came here in jeans, a hoodie and sneakers.
The club was loud and sweaty, and you could feel the bass of the music pulse through your body.
Just then you realized that you didn't know where they were, and the club was quite big, so you texted Henry's friend again.
You: I'm here, where are you?
H/F: At the bar, you have to get to the back of the club
You: Thanks
Making your way through the crowd, you began to sweat in your hoodie but couldn't take it off unless you wanted to walk around in only your bra, which you obviously didn't. You saw them just a moment later, all of them looking rather drunk. A chuckle left your lips when you saw Henry on a bar stool, resting his elbow on the counter. He was clearly drunk as hell. You wondered how they managed not to get the attention of the whole club by now, usually wherever Henry went the people recognized him. Right when you thought that, two girls walked up to them.
Henry didn't even see them, too interested to get the bartender's attention for another drink. His friends did though, just for the two girls to tap Henry's shoulder and flash him a flirty smile. He turned around by the sudden touch and drew his brows together. You couldn't hear what they were saying, but you grinned when he pursed his lips, shaking his head with raised brows.
He removed the girl's hand off of his arm, and his friends suppressed a laugh.
Just then, you finally reached them and immediately caught Henry's attention. „Hi, boys.“ you greeted his friends, and immediately got smiles and waving hands back.
„Excuse me, if you'd be so nice…“ You dryly said and squeezed past the girls, „l'm going to get this drunk mountain of a man home.“
„And who are you?" One of them asked with a deprecating look, eyeing you up and down.
„Mine." Henry answered for you. He grabbed the hem of your hoodie and pulled you to his chest. „Hey baby.” He purred as he put his big hands on your cheeks and kissed you.
You could taste the alcohol on his lips but didn't mind one bit. His curls were tousled, and you wanted to run your hands through them, to make them even messier. And as much as you wanted to keep kissing him, you broke away from him.
Henry still had his hands on your cheeks.
Your hands went to his and gently withdrew them from your cheeks. "You need a bed." you laughed lightly.
"Only if you are part of the bed too." He grinned and you shook your head, giggling. "Not today, Cavill."
Henry grimaced, „C'mon baby…..please".
„How old are you anyway?" one of them interrupted the two of you. „Yeah, are you even allowed into a club?" the two girls were still giving you deprecating looks,
„I'm old enough, thanks for your concern." you tried your best to sound as nice as you could.
„Henry... c'mon bear, let's go home." you said, trying to get him off the barstool.
„You look beautiful." He slurred in your ear. Goosebumps immediately spread over your entire body.
You quickly kissed the corner of his lips, "Thanks. You look terribly handsome though, even drunk.“ you whispered with a chuckle, „That should be illegal."
His hands wandered to your hips, his fingers tracing shapes all the way up to your bra. „Stop that." you lightly chuckled. Your hands softly grabbed his and removed them from your sides. „You can do that at home. When you're sober." you whispered into his ear, knowing damn right what it would do to him.
You turned to Henry's friend who had texted you, „Thank you." you chuckled, and he just raised his glass with a smile and nodded.
„Alright, let's go." you chuckled and took Henry's large hand. „Night, boys.
"They all gave an almost harmonic, and drunken, "Ciao, y/n", which made you laugh.
On your way out, you could still feel the gazes of the two girls on your back.
The same security guards that eyed you for your unusual choice of clothes when you entered the club, were now giving you the same looks. Not because of your clothes, though. You and Henry's hands were intertwined as you two exited the club, and he continued whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
You knew that look, it wasn't the „Omg, look that's Henry Cavill!“ , but rather the „She must at least be 15 years younger than him." look.
And even though there were almost 17 years between you and Henry, you looked even younger than you really were. Something the press absolutely loved, of course.
The moment you and Henry walked out of the club, you were greeted by blinding lights, dozens of shouting paparazzi.
Henry's grip on your hand tightened and no matter how drunk he was, he immediately switched to being your protector.
Almost everyone with a camera shouted his name, the few without were shouting various questions;
„How much younger is she?"
„Is this your girlfriend, Henry?"
„Who is she?"
„What's the name of the girl, Henry?"
And so much more that got lost in all the voices and shouting.
Henry let go of your hand to wrap his arm around your shoulder, protecting you from the paparazzi. „Give us some space, goddamn." you could hear how he tried not to sound as drunk as he really was. And you loved him even more for doing his best to keep you safe even when he wasn't feeling his best.
He pressed you against his chest and continued mumbling complaints.
Normally Henry was one of the most polite celebrities you knew, he smiled and gave them answers most of the time, but today they were definitely crossing a line.
He didn't stop walking, nor taking his arm from your shoulder when he grabbed the hood on your hoodie and pulled it down to shelter your face from them. In all the hectic and flashlights, you totally forgot that you could do that. Which once more showed that Henry might have been drunk, but he was still your protector, no matter what.
You helped him by guiding the way to the cab, still waiting for you outside the club. The paparazzi were following you until both of you got in, the car door shutting out their questions and the sounds of clicking cameras. „Fuck, I'm sorry, peaches."
„It’s fine, Hen. Don’t worry about it.“
Last night when you had made it home, Kal was impatiently waiting for you two. Whenever you didn't come home with Henry, which got rarer with each week, he got quite confused why his new mommy wasn't coming home with his dad.
Who was absolutely wasted right now. When he hit the soft bed, a moan left his mouth. „Wait a second before you fall asleep." you giggled, „l'll be right back." With Kal by your side, you went downstairs into the kitchen, getting Henry a glass of water and ibuprofen.
„Look at him, Kal." the dog looked at his dad and back up to you. A snort escaped your mouth. The mattress sank down next to Henry. „Babe... Hen." you lightly caressed his cheek. „It's better to take them now."
His eyes opened only so much to see you, he groaned but took the glass and the pill out of your hand.
You heard the door to the living room open and close, your head turning in Henry's direction. He blinked a few times, probably because the sun was still brightly illuminating the room. You looked up at him from were you were sitting on the floor, scratching Kal behind his ears, while Henry approached you. „Morning, bear." you smiled at him.
„Good morning, peaches." The sight of you and Kal together in his home was one of the things Henry loved the most. Thus, why he always wanted you to stay at his, so much so that it wouldn't take him much longer to ask you to move out of your own apartment.
He sat down on the couch behind you and patted his broad tights. He hugged your waist as you snuggled up to him, one leg draped over his thigh. „Thanks for the painkillers." he mumbled into your hair, breathing in the scent.
They smelled like peaches, and more so like home. „lt's an old trick my cousin told me about. The headaches are much less painful if you take them at night first and then again in the morning." you grinned at him. Henry kissed your forehead, keeping his lips there a little longer.
„l love you." he whispered.
„I love you too." your hands rested on his muscular chest. You just laid there for some time, Kal sleeping on his dog pillow, and listening to the birds singing outside.
„I bet the pictures are everywhere by now.”
You raised your head to look at him. A heavy breath escaped your lungs and Henry stroked your hair.
„Let them talk." you said.
„Who are they to tell us what to do and whom to date? Martin Freeman is married to Rachel Mariam, and she is 21 years younger than him." you played with Henry's fingers, „it's not like l'm underage.” Henry chuckled at your comparison.
„But you know what you are?" Henry asked with a soft smile. You propped yourself up on his chest, „What?"
„You are the woman I love. You are the only one I will ever love and the one I want to call the mother of my children. You," he stopped and looked at you with a look of pure love, „You're all I want."
With that, he had taken all the air from your lungs. Your mouth was slightly open and tears began to run down your cheeks.
"Oh baby, don't cry." Henry grinned as he wiped the tears from your cheeks.
"How am I not supposed to cry?" you sniffled. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever been told. And all those things, everything, I want all those things with you and only you."
As if Kal had been waiting for his moment, he put his head on Henry's thigh, looking at both of you. You giggled as you gently stroked his snout. "You too, Kal."
“l'm glad they know." Henry whispered to your hairline.
„Me too."
He wrapped his hands around you and pressed you back against his chest. His warmth wrapped around you like a blanket, and slowly your eyes closed.
Henry took out his phone to take a picture of the three of you, Kal on his pillow, you asleep on his chest. One of your hands rested on his torso while the other was resting under your head. He smiled at the picture. The sun was still shining into the room, painting everything in a golden light.
With the caption „Just us" he posted the picture. Confirming it to the whole world.
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#e writes#henry cavill imagine#henry cavill fluff#henry cavill fic#henry cavill x fem!reader#henry cavill x reader#henry cavill#rp fic#real person fiction#henry cavill imagines#drunk henry#kal#fluff#requests#em's masterlist
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ALSO WHITE CLAWS ARE HEAVEN SENT.
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So come fill up your glasses of brandy and wine / Whatever it costs I will pay / So be easy and free, when you're drinking with me / I'm a man you don't meet every day...
#em draws stuff#oc time again hehe#haunted by your hand#the gambler: james webster#the highwayman: kate heriot#bweirdOCtober#ROLESWAP TIME!!! ALIVE KATE GHOST JAMES TIME WOOOOOO#I cannot emphasize enough that this is Equally bad as the previous situation if not actively worse#the main change this actually causes is a Sharp Uptick in the amount of partying going on in the story#if james is a morose melancholic drunk then kate is a Wild and Messy drunk. and leaving her to run the inn does not economy make.#people are absolutely getting murdered for their money every night but what's important is that this is now also a Party Place#but you stumble away from the noise and light for a moment and. oh. Oh god what Is that.#man you don't meet every day (from which the caption lyrics are taken) is Thee kate song of all time by the way#also what gave kate the dubious honor of being my only character with a voiceclaim. yes she sounds like cait o'riordan.#the version sung by her is such a particular gender that works so nicely with whatever is going on with kate#my horrible babygrill :) my daughter with a thousand faults :)
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#masters of the air#mota#motaedit#mastersoftheairedit#mota spoilers#masters of the air spoilers#bernard demarco#basilcreations#the middle gifs are bigger if you click on 'em#but cos he was not the focal point in that scene it gets blurry soooo#he is so drunk lbr#knew I had to gif it for my fellow Benny girlies#bennyedit
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our saint Thing of 'stole a fucking marshmallow at midnight and hid under the bed with it'
#the stupid marshmallow and her stupid big eyes and her stupid lil pumpkin patch head fucking GLOWED when I shoved my phone under there#surreal experience (she got Overwhelmed by the Stolen Prize and also her sister trying to steal it. so she hid in a box and was Apprehended#cute cats#my art#this happened the other day but I have a video of the Event. Which does NOT capture the insane vibes. so I had to illustrate it#did i mention I was drunk? and only had those marshmallows because a friend gave 'em to me after we were done roasting hotdogs?
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shit my friends send me when they find me afk
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Loose Cannon
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*An beloved, worn journal of the MCs tucked under the bed. With a drunken entry*
Rook, loving you is one of my very first memories. When we were so young that I could slip my hands into yours when the world start to be too much. When the world started to spin to fast. I would feel so much safer just holding your hand. Like you were my very own knight against all the darkness. Sometimes I would just reach for your hand, because mine naturally fit in yours. When did you feel the need to stop holding my hand? To leave me behind?
I know everyone of your smiles. When you are hiding, when you sad, when you don't want to be seen, the ones when you are generally happy. They are all so beautiful. People have asked me why, why do I not persure Teri, who looks at me with interest, or Gale who seeks me out at every turn. How can I look at them, when you have galaxies in your eyes. When I can witness all your smiles instead. Even when they are for someone else. That is happening more often now. When did I stop being able to make you laugh? Is that why you were always busy? Always away?
I know you have your secrets, and that's okay. But every year you tell me less. You spend just a bit less time with me. Now when I try to get close to you, you always seem to run. And I can't blame you. I wouldn't want to hold these hands either....
Been staring at this since it hit my inbox. I think you just wrote the first official BA fanfic anon
#em answers#ch: rook#BA: fan content#crush!rook probably had an unsent text he typed out when drunk confessing everything himself tbh
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Fuck it I’m going on
Imagine like ????
With Caesar, blue eyes and Koba getting drunk in front of them ( more obtainable, only 10 or so years after the flu and you find some wine )
Imagine accidentally getting sloshed in front of Noa, Anaya or soona lmao like they give you something to drink one night and you’re like YAY and it’s fermented and you drink too much. 💀💀
#em speaks ( drunk )#pota#planet of the apes#Caesar#blue eyes#Koba#noa#soona#Anaya#planet of the apes x reader
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there ya go. my forever wip of something i'm working on! Dionysus inspired by some Hellenistic statues!
still working on colouring currently, but I'm considering starting from the beginning and using monocrome. forcing myself to get out of my comfort zone yanno?
for the moment get this pretty boygirl deity
#lyric arts#sketch#artistic nudity#i want him to look androgynous#and a lil high/drunk. cause thats his thing yanno#dionysus#bacchus#greek gods#greek mythology#digital art#artists on tumblr#pjo#pjo did my boy dirty he deserves to be cool#he's beckoning you to join his cult btw#i gave him a thyrsus too btw i just dont have the screenshots yet (could share em if anyones curious)
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🌊🌌
#drunk bois#first post this year#cheating bc actually this is from november last year before the artblock😌#too lazy to tidy 'em up but it's actually not bad like that#the messier the merrier#bad buddy#bbs fanart#patpran#thai series#fanart#my art#nandskarth
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LARK OAK GARCIA I WILL DEFEND U TILL MY DYING BREATH
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#lark oak garcia#no I won’t#well I will but not for all the shit he did#bc the hero stuff… that’s fucked up man like I understand ur reasoning but#dawg. not okay#lunarrosette’s shit#keeping up with the tradition of me shit posting abt lark while drunk#I need to actually work on the nark video essay and nark historian#bc I have. so many feelings#but like idk how to type em but I can say em better maybe
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