#he got drunk off cherrie lemonade this time

[hunniegl4zed]

ngl as a doodle request i just want to see more instances of Scourge being actually drunk/high meanwhile Sonic in the background having the highest tolerance known to man, is looking at him like “seriously?”

or do your own take that’s fine too.

Local drunk trash-fire vomits on BF's new shoes. More at 5.

Gave it a little spin 💀✨️

[elvenbeard]

🍷 🍒 🩸🎸 please c:

Thanks so much for asking!! :DD

🍷 (wine) - Does your oc drink? What kind of alcohol do they enjoy? What are their drinking habits? What kind of drunk are they?

Vince doesn't drink! Not out of conviction or anything like that, his body just doesn't process alcohol well, meaning he gets drunk/sick from alcohol fast, which doesn't make the whole thing very enjoyable xD A beer or a light cocktail with a lot more more lemonade/nicola/tonic than alcohol are fine, and he won't say no to either, but any more than that and the night is over xD He only really drinks when he's in good company and knows there's someone who would have an eye out on him - otherwise he'll just pass and doesn't mind being the designated driver. In regard to the "what kind of drunk" - is there a miserable drunk? xD Because if he really goes beyond a little tipsy, which doesn't affect his mood or behavior much, he'll just be miserable wanting to go home xD

🍒 (cherries) - Does your character have a best friend? How long have they known each other? What do they like most about each other? How did they meet?

Jackie was his best friend, and even though Vince also becomes very close with Judy (and Kerry, obviously), the friendship with Jackie was something different though. They'd known each other for around 10 years when Jackie died, and to Vince he was truly like an older brother, family. What he liked the most about Jackie was his optimism and open, friendly mindset, while at the same time he could also be quite sly and mischievous. He knew exactly what he wanted, always, or at least so it seemed to Vince. The other way around Jackie liked Vince's strength - not physical strength, but he is determined and stubborn and not shy about doing everything he needs to do to get what he wants. And he was intrigued by how under the cold and calculating exterior there was a very soft core actually that really only close people like Jackie ever got to see. How they originally met in my headcanon was pure chance to a degree. Vince was at a party in the city center with a friend, and he had "borrowed" his mother's car. Because he was a dumb rich kid at the time he unknowingly parked it on Valentino turf, and when he and his friend got back, a bunch of Valentinos were in the process of stealing it. Vince's friend bailed, Vince faced the Valentinos and got beat up pretty badly (but also would've rather been killed by the Valentinos that tell his mom "I got your car stolen by a gang"). Jackie was among the gangers and managed to talk down the leader from killing Vince, which in return got him into trouble as well. But no better way of bonding than miserably sitting in a dirty alley in the middle of the night and sharing a packet of tissues to wipe blood off your face.

🩸 (blood) - Is your oc squeamish? Are they disturbed by the sight of blood? Have they ever been in a situation where they had to overcome being squeamish?

He's not very squeamish I wouldn't say. He's not a fan of violence or blood either, but I figure if you spend enough time on Night City's streets it's something you just get used to, or rather, grow numb to. A hard situation where he definitely reached his limit of what he's able to deal with was definitely Evelyn's suicide, because he's struggled with depression and according thoughts as well. So the personal connection, to Evelyn and what she went through, then also having Judy all upset as well, and that whole day hit him very hard in that regard.

🎸 (electric guitar) - What’s your character’s music taste like? Do they have one or two artists they play on repeat or do they have a varied and eclectic collection of music? Do they like mainstream artists or prefer underground musicians? What genres do they enjoy?

His favourite band from since when he was a teenager have always been the Cartesian Duelists, and also any solo projects of Slavoj McAllister. He's a big fan and knows every song by heart XD In general he likes music in that general style the Duelists make the best (and here's just me not being good with determining genres or being able to tell them apart xD). Rock, metal, with electronic components or without, or just electronic dance music to vibe to as well are his jam. He's also fond of J-Pop and enjoys mainstream music as well XD Speaking of ingame radios, his favourites would be Radio Vexelstrom, Darkstar Radio, Morro Rock Radio, Night FM, Growl FM, and Body Heat Radio in that order more or less. Speaking of real life bands, to name a few bigger ones, I think he'd enjoy HEALTH, Skindred, Babymetal, Electric Callboy, Disturbed, Linkin Park, and many more in that direction xD

Red Emoji OC asks

[officialwittek]

pt. 2

*gif is not mine* 

word count: 1,987 

“SAGE” a voice yells, my eyes shoot open and I fall out of the bed, David laughs loudly holding his vlog camera

“Fuck you” I groan, standing up I notice I was changed and all my makeup was taken off

“Wow I was so productive even while drunk, I even took my makeup off bitches” I say, collecting my things off the floor and plugging my phone into the charger

“Nah, it was Jeff. You passed out after taking shots with Zane and Ilya. So he carried you into Natalie’s room and took care of you before he left” David explained, tucking his camera under his arm

“Oh nice, where’s Natalie?” I ask, putting on some shorts and walking to the kitchen with David

“She went to get coffee for everyone” He says, I laugh quietly seeing all of our friends passed out on the floor or the couch

“I guess I’ll make breakfast. Then I’ll help clean after we eat” I say, David nods and follows me to the kitchen

I grab some eggs, bacon, and pancake mix and start making breakfast for everyone. I notice Jeff and Todd aren’t here and assume they went to work out so I make extra food just in case they come by after. I shoot Jeff a text and ask him but I just get left on read. Weird. I pout a little and David suddenly takes my phone.

“Why did Jeff leave you on read?” He asks, I shrug and David takes out his own phone and texts him and of course gets an immediate response

“Interesting, whatever. I ain’t tripping ‘bout no hoe” I say, spooning the scrambled eggs into a big bowl

After I finished making breakfast, Natalie walks in with the coffee, Todd helping her carry everything. Our friends wake up one by one and join us in the kitchen

“Sage, baby marry me” Zane says, I laugh and take everyones empty plates and put them in the dishwasher

“Baby.. you couldn’t pay me enough money” I reply, our group laughing even harder

I wash the dishes while Matt helps me put them away. He also offers to help me clean the rest of the house. I take the soiled couch blankets and throw them in the wash while Matt takes the trash out. I grab the empty beer cans, solo cups, and hard liquor bottles and take them to the recycling and trash. After about an hour we had David’s house looking as nice as possible. I say bye to David and Natalie before Matt and I head our separate ways for the afternoon.

I finally get home and take a shower. Cleaning David’s house had me in the mood to be productive and Carly was probably with Erin I open our curtains and play some music over the speakers. Quietly singing to myself I take my laundry and start separating the loads before throwing the first one in. I walk to the kitchen and start cleaning out our fridge. Expired foods, old take out, nasty old fruits and veggies. After that I compile a grocery list and send a quick text to Carly to see if she needs anything, she sends me a handful of items and tells me to let her know how much she should PayPal me. I wash the dishes and put everything in their respected cabinets. After a few hours of cleaning and washing laundry, I get dressed to run errands.

I choose some brown patchwork jeans, a white tank top, a chocolate brown oversized zip up jacket with my white Air Force ones. I throw my hair in a ponytail and text Jeff.

Sage: Hi bub, ik you left me on read, but do you want to run errands with me?

Jeff: nah i’m good.

I sigh in annoyance and shove my phone in my purse. I grab my keys and walk down to the parking lot. I get a text from Corinna and Natalie asking if they can tag along with me since they’re bored and I agree, the three of us meeting at David’s house. After they pile into my Honda Civic and we go to the grocery store.

“So.. what’s got you all annoyed?” Corinna asks, I realize my eyebrows have been furrowed the whole time

“Jeff keeps leaving me on read or he’s being dry. Even at breakfast he didn’t even acknowledge me. I mean what the fuck. I would never ever do that to him. The fuck is his problem” I whine, grabbing a carton of oat milk

“Well you did kiss him last night and you haven’t said anything” Nat points out, my eyes widen and my jaws go slack, the two girls giggle at my expression  

“I k-kissed him? I mean shit go me, but now I feel like an asshole” I ask, turning to them and I sigh

“I’m never drinking again” I reply, making them laugh. After a bit more shopping we all go to pay for our stuff.

We stop by my apartment and they help me put the groceries away. We all go back to Dave’s house and hang out for a bit. I start editing some pictures I took for my instagram. While editing Todd, Jeff, Zane, Carly, and Erin walk in. They all come up to me and give me a hug, well except a certain someone. I’ll admit I feel like an asshole about not saying anything but I didn’t know it pissed him off that much. I text and ask if we can talk in the studio and he leaves me on read right in front of my eyes.

I roll my eyes and just sit at the kitchen island alone. Mindlessly scrolling through my phone as I hear some people approaching me. I turn and see Mariah, Carly, and Erin. They immediately knew something was up, my eyebrows were furrowed so we walk outside to my car.

“It’s fucking Jeff. So Nat and Corinna told me what happened last night and I obviously felt bad. So I texted Jeff about five minutes and asked him if we could talk in the podcast studio for a bit and he left me on read. He probably hates me now. He’s been ignoring me all day” I cry, Mariah rubs my shoulder to help console me

“I’m not going out with you guys tonight. I think I’m just going to stay home” I say, the three of them nod

“Well then all the girls are coming over tonight. I hate seeing princess peach being sad” Mariah says, princess peach is her nickname for me since I love anything to do with peaches and everyone treats me like a princess since I’m the youngest member

“Finee, bring wine and I’ll make pasta” I say, finally letting a small smile appear as we head back to the house

“Where the fuck did you guys go?” Heath asks, wrapping his arms around Mariah as I pretend to throw up

“We went to make out real quick” I retort, walking over to collect my things

“Nat, Corinna let’s go babes” I call, they excitedly grab their things and we hop in Nat’s Mercedes

“Oh c’mon guys” Todd says, but Carly promptly stops the rest from coming

“No we’re having a girl’s night. Sage isn’t feeling well, no boys allowed. Especially Jeff” she says, mumbling the last part so only the girls could hear and we let out giggles

“Fuck men” I yell, closing Nat’s door as we head to my place with Carly

Nat drops us off while her, Mariah, and Corinna get some alcohol. I grab the ingredients from the pantry and fridge. I decide to make a simple pasta with garlic, cherry tomatoes and basil. While I was cooking the other girls come back and we all gather in the kitchen. Talking about everything and anything, Nat starts snapping pictures on a disposable camera. After a few minutes the food was ready and we all gathered in our living room to watch some movies. After some bickering we all decide on Always Be My Maybe.

“T-that was so good” I cry, heavy tears streaming down my face, I look and see them all with tears in their eyes

“I hate being single” I whine, grabbing a pillow and crying into it and the others start laughing at me

“Sure sure” Corinna says, taking all of our plates to the sink. After countless bottles of wine we started dipping into the vodka. Natalie decides to stay sober for tonight  since she’ll probably have to take everyone else home

“Wait hold on David’s calling” Natalie says, I turn the music down and sit there nursing my vodka bottle and another bottle of sparkling pink lemonade

“Yea I’m not sure Sage is in any shape to go anywhere” She comments with a laugh, watching Corinna take the bottle and pour more vodka in my mouth

“Uhm I don’t know, let me talk to her” Nat says, her smile falling as she covers the mic with her hand

“Is it cool if the boys come here? They’re tired of staying at David’s and he needs drunk Sage content” She asks, I look at the rest of the girls and sigh

“I guess” I reply, Natalie purses her lips before replying

“No, we said it was girl’s night. You can get drunk Sage content any day of the week” She says, soon there’s some jiggling by our door as Natalie and Carly quickly run to the door and lock the door with the latch above the handle

“David get the fuck out of here” Natalie yells, stopping them from kicking our door down

“It’s ok I guess, just let them in” I reply, getting off the floor and unlocking it, quickly  walking to my balcony and Erin locks the door behind me, knowing I should have some alone time

I play some music on my phone and just sip the vodka in my hand. I take a hit from my puff bar, just enjoying the cool breeze on my skin. I let some tears fall down, thoughts invade my head. Maybe Jeff is just over how clingy I am? Is he tired of being friends with me? I sigh and sink deeper into my chair. I jump when I hear a knock, I quickly wipe the tears off my face and turn. I’m greeted by that dumb face and nod.

“Hey” I said, taking a hit of my puff, watching the vapor disappear as Jeff take a seat next to me

“Hi..” he replies softly, I can feel him burning holes in the side of my head

“Carly said I should probably come talk to you” he continued, I roll my eyes and collect my things

“Thing is, I don’t really want to talk to you anymore ok? This is me, leaving your dumbass on read in real life” I slur, putting my phone in my pants as I reach the door he grabs my wrist

“Please, I know you’re mad and I don’t really know why” Jeff replies, I scoff and set my things back down

“You ignore me all day, LEAVE ME ON READ WHILE I’M TEN FUCKING FEET BEHIND YOU, over a fucking drunk kiss for the vlog. Why would I be mad? You asshole” I yell, finally getting someone to open the door and I storm back in, sitting in the kitchen with the girls

“I DOn’T ReaLlY kNoW WhY You’Re MAd. The fucking NERVE of him” I rant, Nat pats my back as the girls and I talk on the kitchen floor

After another hour everyone leaves and I get ready for bed. Sure, I could’ve actually talked to him and I really was until he asked why I’m mad. I mean what the fuck? Whatever, I set my alarm and slip off into a peaceful sleep.

[hockey-fics]

123 Days ~ Nolan Patrick (Part One) 

Summary: There’s 123 days of summer. 123 days of you and your best friends and nothing to do but enjoy the long summer days. But this summer might become just a little more complicated. 

Word Count: ~3,000

Warnings: Drinking

Dropping your suitcase next to your bed and tossing your duffel bag on top of it you let out a heavy breath. It was early in the summer, but the air in the lake cabin was hot and stuffy. Yet there was no other place you would rather be. You had spent almost every summer of your life out at the cabin and you spent most of the rest of every year waiting for these months. Now, after your third year of university you were more than ready to escape the stress of life. 

“Y/N,��� Alena calls.

Spinning around you look at the figure standing in your doorway, a smile spreading on your face. “Alena,” you state, stepping closer and wrapping your arms around her tightly. Alena’s family had bought a cabin by the lake a couple years after your own and you two had spent every summer together since then. Even though you didn’t see each other for 8 months of the year you still considered each other best friends. She wasn’t the only one. You, Alena, Danny, Xavier, and Nolan. Each of you had spent summers growing up out at the lake and for those four months you were all practically inseparable. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“You too,” she echoes, pulling back and walking around you to the window on the other side of your room. Quickly she pushes back the curtain and pulls the window open, allowing some air into the room. “I’m so glad you’re finally here.” Walking over she plops down onto your bed. 

“Me too,” you tell her, sighing contently as you unzip the duffel bag on your bed and begin to unpack. “Danny and Xavier are coming tomorrow, right?”

“Danny is coming today instead, he’s on his way.” 

Nodding you pull a pile of t-shirts out of your bag, beginning to refold them before dropping them into one of the dresser drawers. “And Nolan? He’s already here, right?”

Giggling Alena leans over, pulling a couple of the scrunched up shirts out and refolding them for you. “Yeah, Nolan’s here,” she coos. 

Rolling your eyes you shake your head at her. “We’re just friends, Alena.”

“That’s bullshit,” Alena comments, handing you a couple of folded t-shirts to put away. 

“It’s not.” You place the shirts in a drawer, turning back to your pile of clothes and grabbing another shirt. 

“Fine,” Alena states, slipping her legs underneath her and kneeling on your bed. Swinging her arm out she catches your hand, yanking you closer. Dropping the shirt you were holding you stumble forward. Bracing yourself against the edge of the bed you stare at her, eyebrows furrowed as she leans closer.

“Alena?” you laugh as her face inches closer to yours. “What are you doing?” you exclaim, giggling as her lips get alarmingly close to yours, placing your hands on her shoulders you playfully shove her back. 

Alena rolls back onto your bed, laughing as she crosses her legs and resumes her task of refolding your shirts. “See, Y/N, friends don’t kiss.” 

Groaning, you turn your back to her, shaking your head as you organize the drawers. “It was one time, we were drunk and we agreed that it didn’t mean anything,” you remind her, glancing over your shoulder in time to catch her unconvinced look. 

“Whatever you say,” she mutters under her breath, the two of you finishing unpacking the rest of your clothes as you talk about all the things you were planning to do that summer. 

Later that night Alena places her plate and fork into the dishwasher. “Thank you for dinner,” Alena tells your mom. She had yet to leave and you hadn’t expected or wanted her to. 

“You want a drink?” you ask Alena, standing in front of the open fridge gazing over the selection of drinks in the fridge. 

“I��ll take a Mike’s, please,” Alena asks. Grabbing a can of Mike’s Hard Lemonade from the fridge you swing your arm back behind you. 

“Don’t you dare,” your mom warns at the same moment you underhand toss it across the kitchen to Alena who jokingly fumbles with it to tease your mom. “I would have thought managing you two would have been easier now that you’re older.”

Laughing you grab a black cherry cider for yourself, shutting the fridge after. “We know you love it,” you tell your mom with a smile. “Want to go down to the beach?” you ask Alena, nodding towards the back patio door that overlooked the lake. 

Alena nods and the two of you head outside and down the stairs to the beach. The sun was setting over the lake as you two walk together, sipping your drinks and talking about all the things you had missed while being apart. 

Suddenly you hear footsteps behind you, loud and quick like someone was running. Just as you turn around a pair of arms circles your waist, lifting you off your feet and quickly turning in the direction of the lake. “Nolan,” you yell, one arm clutching around his shoulders, the other extended to keep your drink from pouring all over you two. “No, Nolan, no, don’t you dare,” you scream as he laughs, carrying you closer to the edge of the water. “Nolan, it’s too cold,” you plead, wrapping your legs around his torso. If you were going in, he was coming too. 

“Fine, you wimp,” Nolan chuckles, setting you down beside the edge of the water. “Didn’t bring me one?” he asks, gesturing to the drink in your hand. 

“I didn’t know you would attack me on the beach,” you retort, reaching over and offering him your can. Nolan takes it from you, bringing it to his lips and taking a large drink. “That’s enough,” you whine, watching him down half your drink in one go. Reaching up you take it back from him, glancing over at Alena as she slowly approaches, a mischievous smirk on her face.

“Hi Nolan,” she laughs, leaning over and giving him a quick hug.

“Hey Alena,” he replies. 

A moment later you feel your phone vibrate, hearing Alena’s beep at the same moment. Pulling your phone out you look at the message in your group chat. “Danny’s here,” you say happily. “We should go see him.”

Shortly after you three begin the walk to Danny’s house. He lived a short distance from the beach, but the route there was ingrained in your brain after making the journey there many times over the summers. “So how’ve you been?” Nolan asks quietly, walking beside you on the sidewalk as Alena leads the way, a couple paces ahead. 

“Good,” you reply, looking up at him. “Happy to be back here with you though,” you reply and then glance down at the ground, realizing exactly what you had just said. “With all of you,” you add quickly, skipping forward and wrapping your arm around Alena’s shoulders. “It’s going to be a fun summer.” 

Getting to Danny’s house the three of you head up the front stairs, knocking on the front door. Danny emerges a couple minutes later, greeting you all happily. “Beach fire at my place?” Nolan suggests a few minutes later. 

It had been hours since you got to Nolan’s place, sitting around a fire on the beach sipping beer from Nolan’s fridge. 

“Danny, you’re such an idiot,” Alena laughs after Danny recounts a story about almost being arrested for public intoxication a couple months prior. 

Smiling you feel a heaviness in your eyes. The day of travel to get there catching up with you now. Pulling your legs up you wrap your arms around your knees, leaning into them and staring absently into the fire. 

“You good?” Alena asks you from across the fire. 

Glancing up you shoot her a reassuring smile. “Yeah, just a little tired.”

“Suck it up, we’ve got a long summer ahead of us,” Alena jokes, making you laugh. 

As the conversation continues Nolan scoots closer to you, settling on the blanket beside you. He places his arm that was closest to you behind you, leaning back on it. Turning your head you look up at him with a sleepy smile. “Hello.”

“Hey,” he chuckles, moving his arm to your waist and gently pulling you into his side before replacing his arm behind you. 

Resting your head on his shoulder you extend your legs, lifting one up over his that was stretched out in front of him to make it easier to lean into him. When you make eye contact with Alena she simply shakes her head, the look in her eyes screaming ‘I told you so’. 

It’s not long before the night begins to slow down, everyone’s energy fading. “You want me to walk you home?” you hear Danny ask Alena, barely able to keep your eyes open as you fight against falling asleep curled up at Nolan’s side. 

“Sure,” Alena says and when you sense her standing up you pull your head away from Nolan, looking up at him. “Coming?” Alena asks you, your cabin on the route they would be taking. 

Nodding you pull your leg off of Nolan, yawning as you stumble to your feet. “Yeah.”

“You can stay here tonight,” Nolan suggests, standing up after you. “My family isn’t even here yet.”

Thinking through your options you nod, leaning down and grabbing the blanket you had been sitting on. “That’d be great.” It was only a ten minute walk home, but the idea of simply walking into the house twenty feet away from you was much more enticing. “See you guys tomorrow,” you call to Danny and Alena as they head off. 

Inside Nolan’s place you kick off your shoes, tiredly shuffling to the couch in the living room. “Goodnight, Nolan,” you mutter, laying down on the couch and curling your legs up into you. 

Nolan chuckles, following you into the living room and grabbing a blanket to cover you up with. As Nolan pulls the blanket over you, you look up at him, smiling softly. “Thank you.” Tugging the blanket around you, you let your eyes fall shut, asleep almost immediately. 

“Goodnight,” Nolan says quietly, hesitating before turning around and heading out of the living room, turning the lights off as he leaves. 

A loud clattering draws you from your sleep, making you groan as your eyes flutter open to the brightly lit living room. Turning your head you gaze through the living room and into the kitchen. “What are you doing?” you call to Nolan, watching him rifle through the cupboards. 

“Trying to make breakfast,” Nolan tells you, smiling sheepishly at you. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

Laughing you push the blanket off your body, standing up and walking into the kitchen. “Trying?”

“Can’t find a pan for the eggs,” he admits. 

Shaking your head you take your best guess, finding a pan quickly. “So you’ve never cooked here before, have you?”

Nolan chuckles, setting the pan onto the stove. “Not really. Do you want some eggs?”

“Sure,” you reply, leaning against the counter as you watch him make breakfast.

After breakfast you head back to your own place to shower and get ready for the day, knowing it would only be a few hours before you were all back together again. 

It only takes a few days for all of you to fall back into your typical summer routines, of spending almost every day together.

It had finally reached that point of the summer, when it remained hot enough through the night for midnight swims. Under the moonlight you pull your shirt up over your head, tossing it onto the sand and sliding your shorts off a minute later. “Last one in has to buy us all a case of beer,” Xavier yells as he takes off running for the lake. 

A second later you’re on your way too, knowing Alena and Danny were still in the process of taking their clothes off. Suddenly a hand is wrapped around your wrist, stopping you dead in your tracks and making you stumble back, body slamming into Nolan’s bare chest. “Nolan, what the fuck?” you exclaim, giggling as you place your hand on his shoulder to steady yourself. 

Nolan’s laugh fades as he stares down at you, your body still pressed against his, seeming speechless. 

“What are you doing?” you mutter as Nolan places one of his hands on your waist. “A case of beer really isn’t this serious,” you say, laughing nervously. You had originally thought that’s what this was about, him wanting you to be stuck with the punishment of buying the beer. But suddenly he was acting so strange, you weren’t sure exactly what he was doing. 

“I know,” he mumbles, his fingers sliding around to your lower back, pulling you a little closer as he leans down, his lips getting closer and closer to yours with each passing second. You wanted more than anything in that moment to kiss him, but you knew you couldn’t. You couldn’t risk anything ruining the group. The five of you were best friends, you couldn’t risk wrecking that. 

“Nolan,” you say, voice wavering as you fumble your hand to the arm he had wrapped around you. Quickly you push his arm down off your body, stepping back from him as you stare up at him with wide eyes. 

“I, uh, shit, I’m sorry,” Nolan stutters, running his hand through his hair.

You feel your heart melt a little, the way he was staring at you like he was concerned he had done something irreconcilable. Laughing softly you step forward, leaning up and pressing your lips to his cheek. “Last one in the water buys the beer,” you whisper, stepping back and running down the beach away from him, diving under the water as soon as it was deep enough. When you surface you take deep breaths, trying your best to get your heart to stop racing. 

“What was that about?” Alena whispers after swimming over to you. 

Your gaze focuses on Nolan as he walks into the water, heading towards Xavier and Danny. “I don’t really know,” you whisper, turning your head to look at Alena as you tread water. “I’m swimming to the dock,” you tell her, gesturing towards the floating swim dock a few yards away. 

“You know he really likes you, as more than a friend, right?” Alena asks as the two of you sit on the edge of the swim platform, legs dangling in the water as you watch the silhouettes of Nolan, Xavier, and Danny wrestling and shoving each other around closer to the shore. 

“I don’t know, Alena,” you whisper, turning your attention to the surface of the still water a few feet ahead of you, at the moonlight glistening off of it. “We’ve been friends for so long, maybe he’s just confused.”

Alena laughs and shakes her head. “Do you really think he’s that clueless?” Alena pauses, watching you shrug your shoulders in reply. “You don’t see it, Y/N. You don’t see the way he looks at you when you’re not watching. You don’t realize that everytime we’re all together he spends so much more time focused on you. He’s constantly checking on you, making sure you’re okay, walking you home. He doesn’t do those things for the rest of us.”

“Those things don’t mean anything, Alena. Those are just things friends do for each other.” 

“Whatever,” Alena says, rolling her eyes. “You can deny it all you want, doesn’t mean it’s not true,” she adds, letting out a breath of laughter. 

A few minutes later the guys begin swimming towards the swim platform, getting there shortly after. Nolan swims up to you, placing his hands on the platform beside you and pulling himself out of the water, pivoting his body and sitting next to you. “Everything okay?” Nolan whispers. 

Turning your head you look up at him, nodding with a smile. “Yeah.”

Nolan glances over at Xavier, Danny, and Alena, making sure they were focused on their own conversation before looking back to you. “I mean, with us.”

“Nolan, we’re good. Everything is fine,” you whisper, laughing softly. 

“Good,” Nolan comments. 

“I think I’m going to go home, it’s getting late,” Alena says, slipping into the still dark water. Xavier takes a couple large bounds from one side of the platform to the other, taking a large jump off the platform and into the water. Danny follows a moment later. 

“Come on,” you say to Nolan, tapping his thigh gently. Lifting yourself off the dock you lower yourself into the water, waiting for Nolan before heading to the shore. 

“Thanks for walking me home,” you say to Nolan, standing on the front patio outside your house, Nolan’s shirt overtop of your damp body, him standing shirtless in front of you. You told him you were fine, it really wasn’t cold out, but he insisted on giving you his shirt. 

“Of course,” Nolan tells you with a shrug, leaning against the patio railing a few feet away from you. “About earlier,” Nolan starts, looking down at the ground in front of him. 

Quickly moving forward you step between his legs, reaching your hands up and placing them on either side of his face, tipping his head up to make him look into your eyes. “Nolan, don’t worry about it,” you say with a smile. Your eyes land on his lips and by the time you realize you’re looking, it’s too late, you know Nolan has already noticed. There’s a warmth radiating to your cheeks when you look back into his eyes, dropping your hands to your side, feeling your right hand brush against his thigh on the way down. “Sorry,” you mutter, moving your hands closer to your own body. Letting out a shaky breath you lean forward, your hands sliding up over his shoulders. As you get closer to him, everything you had thought before returns, the idea of causing issues in the group sending a wave of panic through your body. Quickly you lean to the right, wrapping your arms around him in a hug. Nolan’s hands land slowly on your back, tentative as he pulls you closer, hands brushing gently along your back. 

“Goodnight, Nolan,” you whisper, pulling back. You avoid looking into his eyes as you turn around, stepping back to the door and opening it. Looking at him one last time you step inside, shutting the door behind you. Standing at the door you take a few minutes to collect yourself, your thoughts and feelings running at a million miles an hour. You couldn’t deny the fact that you had feelings for Nolan anymore. 

[an-angels-blessing]

Song Prompts #1

“Will nature make a man of me yet?”- The Smiths, This Charming Man

“If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?”- Lynyrd Skynyrd, Free Bird

“When my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth. No grave can hold my body down, I’ll crawl home to her.”- Hozier, Work Song

“I don’t think that we should be alone together, when we’re in a room you get my eyes, you open your mouth I’m hypnotised”- The Neighbourhood, Single

“She looks as if she’s blowing a kiss at me and suddenly the sky is a scissor”- Arctic Monkeys, That’s where you’re wrong

“You think you want to be alone, just wait until you’re crying on the shower floor”

“They’ve got a pretty face, but they’ve got a pretty empty head.”

“But how the hell do you fall in love, the last time I checked you can’t fall in slow mo”- LANY- The Breakup *There were too many good ones in this song, I couldn’t help myself*

“I know it’s mad, but if I go to hell will you go with me or just leave?” - Panic! At The Disco, Do you know what I’m seeing?

“I don’t know who’s protecting me, but we hit it off”- Drake, Sandra’s Rose

“Do me a favour and break my nose, do me a favour and tell me to go away?”- Arctic monkeys, Do me a favour

“Baby just came back around, said she needs time to explore, said I can’t love her no more”- The Neighbourhood, Baby came home

“Just one mistake, you say you’re not in love no more, but was it really love if you can leave me for something so innocent is this the end?”- LANY, Thick and thin

“You can have Manhattan, I know it’s for the best, I’ll gather up the avenues and leave them on your doorstep. I’ll tiptoe away so you won’t have to say you heard me leave.”

“You can have Manhattan, the one we used to share, the one where we were laughing and drunk on just being there. Hang onto the reverie, could you do that for me?”- Sara Bareilles, Manhattan

“You don’t love me, big fucking deal, I’ll never tell you how I feel.”

“I’ll send my best regards from Hell”- Marina and the Diamonds, Starring Role

“I been writing these songs ‘bout how I can’t be with you. I don’t want to be a monster, but I’ve been here for days, drinking too much now I want you, can’t get you off my brain.”- Henry, Monster, Eng. version

“Change lives, get better, yeah that be the plan”

“That’s why you see me winning, yeah, even after I lose”- Jay Park, Ask bout me

“Love is not looking over shoulders, Love is you should trust what I told you”

“Love is not struggling to say I love you”- 6LACK, Disconnect

“All these people taking miles when you give them an inch, all these followers but who’s gonna follow me until the end?”- Drake, Emotionless

“She’s in the rain, you wanna hurt yourself I’ll stay with you, you wanna make yourself go through that pain, It’s better to be held than holding on,”- The Rose, She’s In The Rain *Absolutely love this one, don’t @ me, I will die for the The Rose**

“Sex by the fire at night”- Bruno Mars, That’s What I Like

“I’ve got the good side of you, sent it out into the blue.”- Troye Sivan, Good Side

“Standing by the window, rain falling, I want to have you full in my embrace and tell you, even when I’m born again and love you, even then, will you be with me?”- KREAM, 선물 Gift *Translated*

“It all passes, Someday, For sure, Certainly”- RM, ft. NELL, everythingoes *Translated*

“Please stay as long as you need, can’t promise that things won’t be broken, but I swear that I will never leave. Please stay forever with me”- Sleeping With Sirens, Scene One- James Dean & Audrey Hepburn

“When you move, I’m put to mind of all that I wanna be, when you move

I could never define all that you are to me”- Hozier, Movement

“Wake up and smell the coffee, is your cup half full or empty?”- Billie Eilish, come out and play

“Am I a bad person? Or am I just in pain?”- DEAN, Sulli, Rad Museum, Dayfly *Translated*

“Kiss me on the lips, a secret just between the two of us, deeply poisoned by the jail of you, I cannot worship anyone but you and I knew the grail was poisoned but I drank it anyway”- BTS, Blood Sweat & Tears *Translated*

“When the sun sets and darkness comes, I only remember your warmth, where the stars wrap around us. I’m going there, I’ll be there”- SEVENTEEN, Highlight *Translated*

“I don’t ever wanna feel like anything I do ever had a fucking resonance or meant a thing to you.”- Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes, I Hate You

“You can’t take this away from me, the way I hit the melody, the waves bring clarity, running through me”- Tom Misch, Del La Soul, It Runs Through Me

“It was a lie when they smiled and said you won’t feel a thing”- My Chemical Romance, Disenchanted

“The fog has lifted and things get clear, all the lies pass by like a reel of film. I hate you”- EXO, 내가 미쳐 (Going Crazy) *Translated*

“I’m sorry- no, I’m not sorry, I’m just getting started and my life’s a party”- DEAN, Eric Bellinger, I’m Not Sorry

“Ain’t it fun, living in the real world?”- Paramore, Ain’t It Fun

“Ready or not, we are coming back- yeah, we’re over, we can tell you ‘bout what you need. You can look it up when you’re older”- Evergreen, Cargo Cult

“You, you got so much potential, every moment spent with you I bet was always eventful”- Aminé, Kehlani, Heebiejeebies- Bonus

“Could you imagine the taste of your lips if we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? ‘Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs if you lied between my hips in the backseat”- Halsey, Roman Holiday

“Forever isn’t for everyone, is forever for you?”- Arctic Monkeys, Snap Out Of It

“Wish you good luck being lonely, I’mma push red every time you phone me. You vow to be a memory”- Ella Mai, ft. Ty Dolla $ign, She Don’t

“I’ve been dazed and confused from the day I met you, yeah I lost my head and I’d do it again”- Ruel, Dazed & Confused

“I just want you closer, is that alright? Baby let’s get closer tonight”- Paolo Nutini, Last request

“You have no idea how pretty you are when you wake from sleep, you have no idea how beautiful you look as you get ready for bed”- Zion.T, No Makeup *Translated*

“I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight, baby, ‘cos I can’t get you off my mind”- Shawn Mendes, Lost In Japan

“She’s soothing like the ocean rushing on the sand, she takes care of me, baby, she helps me be a better man. She’s so beautiful, sometimes I stop to close my eyes, she’s exactly what I need”- Jeremy Passion, Lemonade

“And her lips are like the galaxy’s edge and her kiss the colour of a constellation falling into place”- Arctic Monkeys, Arabella

“It’s how you look, not how you feel. A city of glass with no heart”- Queens of the Stone Age, If I Had a Tail

“I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife”- Hozier, Take Me To Church

“Bitter and hardened heart, Oh, aching- waiting for life to start”- Keane, Bend & Break

“When you move I’m put to mind of all that I wanna be, when you move I could never define all that you are to me”- Hozier, Movement

“She said, ‘Baby, I’m afraid to fall in love, 'cause what if it’s not reciprocated?’ I told her, ‘Don’t rush girl, don’t you rush, guess it’s all a game of patience.’”- Pink Sweat$, Honesty

“Share a casket with you, we’ll be buried alive, me and her playing truth ‘til the day we die.”- Granata Ft. Phoniks, You Dont Need Me

“And hope that I had survived yesterday, and today is jealous of tomorrow.”- Emeli Sandé, Breathing Underwater

“Heaven if you sent us down so we could build a playground for the sinners to play as saints, you’d be so proud of what we’ve made.” Stephen, Crossfire

“Tell me how do you cope with it? How do you sleep with yourself at night? How do you cope with it? How do you sleep with yourself at night?”- blackbear, make daddy proud

“If anyone looks perfect, you look perfect next to me.”- Nick Wilson, Obsolete

“When I meet you after time passes, I’ll know (you were my future), I’ll know (I was your yesterday). When I meet you after time passes, I’ll know (you protected me), I’ll know (I desired you).”- SEVENTEEN (Wen Junhui & Xu Minghao), My I *Translated*

“I need my sex n’ drugs, I need my money first, bless me with all my sins.”- Abhi The Nomad, Ft. Harrison Sands & Copper King, Sex ‘n Drugs

“Naked and fallin’ in love, look here I got you. Safe where there’s no one to judge, keep it insightful.”- Keiynan Lonsdale, Preach

“All alone, all we know is haunting me, making it harder to breathe, harder to breathe.”- The Neighbourhood, Leaving Tonight

“Now I see you get off of the subway, haven’t seen you in months but it’s okay. I’d forgotten but I feel the same, hate that I still wish you were…”- Claud, Wish You Were Gay

“A perfect stranger lying next to me, he’s playing God with broken figurines. He keeps calling me his little queen and I believe.”- Jake Wesley Rogers, Little Queen (This song deserves way more recognition, make sure to give it a listen!)

“Hell is so close to Heaven, hell is so close to Heaven. Hold on don’t look back, you know we’re better- we’re better than that. Lost and thrown away, you know we’re better- we’re better than that.”- Sleeping With Sirens, The Strays

“Alone tonight, I’m drawing my dreams across the sky farther than I can imagine- She wants it.”- CIX, Movie Star *Translated*

“Yeah I mixed words and some whiskey on the flight just to make sure I landed on time and I wrote me a song I could sing just in case I forgot everything.”- Marc E. Bassy, Last One I Love

“Don’t ask questions you don’t wanna know, learned my lesson way too long ago.”

“Deadly fever, please don’t ever break, be my reliever 'cause I don’t self medicate”- Billie Eilish, my strange addiction

“And it’s worth it, it’s divine, I have this some of the time.”- Hozier, Cherry Wine

“And I realize you’re mine, Indeed, a fool am I.”- Queens of the Stone Age, No One Knows

“Look in the mirror ‘til I forget everything I know, everything I did was just a way to make the time feel faster.”- Miya Folick, Stock Image

“Do you feel how I feel? Are you numb? Do you tread crystal waters, bound to be stung? Are you scared? If I see you, we’re upon,

will you dye your hair dark so you’re no longer blonde?”- Isaac Dunbar, Cologne

“Tell me; To you I’m bad & hurtful. Because I’ve been busy, you’re hurting. Bad, bad, bad, I’m bad, bad.”- Crush, NAPPA (나빠) *Translated*

“Just for the record, the weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of: A. Indifference or B. disinterest to what the critics say.”- Panic! At The Disco, London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines

“‘Cause you don’t say what you feel, I’m the one driving but you take the wheel. You wanna wait, 'til we’re older, I’m the one who started this, but now I just want closure.”- Ieuan, Closure

“Our names carved in the pavement, sealed by what’s left of our handprints, now. I told my mom, she’d love to meet you, but it’s too bad she won’t get the chance to.”- COIN, Malibu 1992

“I’m running outta time to hold you close, running outta time to be your man. I’m just lost in this moment, I’ve been zoning.”- blackbear, 4u

“Standing on your mama’s porch, you told me that you’d wait forever. Oh and when you held my hand, I knew that it was now or never”- Bryan Adams, Summer Of ‘69

“I’ll go out, grow my hair too long, sing your least favourite songs at the top of my lungs. I’ll go out, kiss all of your friends, make a story and pretend it was me who made this end.”- The Vamps, Hair Too Long

“Getting my mind right, I’ll wait 'til the time’s right. I’m meaning to tell you why it’s hard to sleep at night. There’s nothing to fear now, girl, we should be here now. So why don’t you hear me out?”- Jeremy Zucker, Ft. blackbear, talk is overrated

“We haven’t spoke since you went away, comfortable silence is so overrated. Why won’t you ever be the first one to break? Even my phone misses your call, by the way.”- Harry Styles, From the Dining Table

“Look overhead at the stars and the ocean, foggy emotions, moments, erosion. This supernova could cause a commotion, my minds of the notion, you’ll still be my motive”- Ansel Elgort, Supernova

“I love that new dress you bought, yeah, you sure look nice. Heard you liked that new restaurant, you know, I’ve been there twice. And the way that you switch up your hair, all of the moments we’ve shared, strolling the streets back in Rome, oh, how I wish I was there. It ain’t fair.”- Ruel, Face To Face

“Welcome to your life, there’s no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find you acting on your best behaviour, turn your back on mother nature.”- Tear For Fears, Everybody Wants to Rule the World

“I’m wide awake, not losing any sleep, I picked up every piece and landed on my feet. I’m wide awake, need nothing to complete myself, no.” Katy Perry, Wide Awake

“If you don’t realize, all of the things your life can do you will be left behind, swept up by the storm of those you knew.”- Meltycanon, thankful

“I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever, now our time has come and I’d be satisfied if we died together. Yeah, our climate’s fucked, we might as well enjoy the weather, our time is up and I’d be satisfied if we died together.”- Samsa, Anthropocene

“There’s still so much to say, I’m faded, broken, pretending you’re on the line, wasting my time. Sinking deeper, watching you spend your night,

like I’ll be fine and I’ll be over this.”- NYK, Faded

“I’d rather go to hell, than be in purgatory, cut my hair, gag and bore me, pull this pin, let this world explode.”- My Chemical Romance, Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)

“I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand

Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land.”- blink-182, Wishing Well

“Let go of your baggage, but don’t think I don’t understand it’s probably a challenge,”- Isaac Lewis, Fly

“It’s been a long night in New York city, it’s been a long night in Baton Rouge. I don’t remember you looking any better, but then again, I don’t remember you.”- John Mayer, Who Says

Prompts 101-119

[chasingthepoguelife]

The friendly Kook

Author’s Note: I’ve been thinking about this all day so I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written in years and the smut will most likely make you cringe but please bear with me and be nice 😊 Also let’s pretend Rafe hasn’t killed anyone in this scenario. Don’t kill me but I also think Rafe would be the type of guy to just do whatever he wants no matter what his girl says. Also I mean nothing by this story, I am just writing from experience. Do not let anyone pressure you, having sex at a certain age doesn’t mean anything. Be safe and happy. SORRY if I change a lot between I and you, I suck. (The gif is NOT mine!)

 Summary: You’re a pogue, John B’s cousin (just turned 18) figuring life on the island as a pogue but also interested in the kooks, and get invited to a kook party at the end of the summer before heading off to college. You don’t want to start off as a virgin so it’s bothering you the whole time until Rafe notices and gets you to tell him what’s wrong so he offers to help you out.

Warnings: smut, underage partying, JIARA

           You hadn’t seen your cousin John B since you were 10 and your dads forced you to get along. Before moving to Kildare, you had no idea what a kook or a pogue was, you were just kind of in between. You learned quickly you had to choose a side when you and your dad had to move down to live with John B after your uncle disappeared at sea. It was a no brainer in all the madness as the two sides of the island fought as you were loyal to John B and his friends, but you always wondered about the kooks. You had never said anything to the pogues about your lingering thoughts about your enemies until John B started dating Sarah Cameron. It seemed ok to say that you were team pogue and kook because Sarah and John B made it work. After months of long nights of illegal activities with the pogues, their union seemed to make things better between Figure Eight and the Cut. It had been months since any kooks and pogues got into any fights. That just meant there was more time for John B, Sarah, and Kie and JJ to fit in more quickies at the chateau, thinking Pope and I didn’t notice. Every teenager you hung out, kook or pogue, you knew for sure was having sex, except you. It always made you uneasy every time you’d see Kie fixing her hair or Sarah pulling up her top after being in John Bs and JJs rooms. It seemed so casual and easy, even though they’re with people they love. You’d be leaving the island for the first time in the last year in a few weeks to start college at the University of North Carolina. Instead of being excited for everything to come, you’d hoped that by the time you stepped off the island, you wouldn’t be a virgin.

           “Hey y/n, if you drink too much tonight just stay at Sarah’s,” John B insisted. “Yes dad,” you responded sarcastically. Sarah and her kook friends were having a party tonight while the boys were going on a fishing trip. “Or if she takes too many lines of coke,” JJ chimed in while eating a sandwich. “She’s a big girl, boys. Now if you’d excuse us, our night away from boys begins now!” Sarah said as she pulled you towards her car. You waved to your cousin and the boys that have been like family this passed year as you drove towards figure eight. “After we pick up Kie, I need to outfit check you. This hot lacrosse player from UNC will be around tonight and god knows you need to mess up your dress a little.” You laughed off Sarah’s comment while you stared out the window, secretly nervous on the inside.

           You didn’t want to be in the center of the party at the Cameron’s living room as people started to pile up with the sunset. It was better for you to slip downstairs when the house was full to be unnoticed, especially by Sarah and Kie. They were so rooting for you to hookup tonight making sure your boobs looked right and your makeup was perfect. You could never mention to them that you were nowhere near as experienced as they are. It always seemed that Sarah and Kie could be the ones to get you through a time like this in your life, but how could you talk to your friend about her sex life with your cousin and your other friend whose boyfriend is like your brother? You shrugged as you noticed only an hour had gone by. Topper and Kelce tried to keep you company but you were never fully there. You’d become good friends with the two kooks, but weren’t interested in their company tonight. The lemonade vodkas kept pouring down your throat by the hour. Every time you saw a couple that looked like they’d be heading upstairs soon, you poured another one feeling sorry for yourself. All things considering, you had so many things going for you, but you could only focus on one thing. An empty lounge chair finally became available, as you sat there, slumping in the chair, spilling your drink all over your tank top. A couple sat down a few feet away from you, already on top of each other. “This is not that kind of party!” you yelled, spitting your drink on the couple. Yeah you were a bit drunk already, but your aim was still good.

“Are you going to pay for those couch stains pogue?” you heard a deep voice behind you. “If I did, it would be to your daddy and not to you Rafe,” you replied quickly.

Rafe Cameron, Sarah’s brother, the rudest most obnoxious Figure Eight resident, is the only kook you couldn’t crack. He was a douche 24/7, does whatever he wants, and still hates pogues. He will tolerate a few, but never fails to get in a word. This would make him the worst person ever; had he not been built so beautifully. I wasn’t one to get carried away, but the drunker I got, the bluer his eyes got.

“I thought you were supposed to the quiet one? Y/n, what the hell is wrong with you tonight?”

“You have never literally ever asked me or anyone what is wrong.”

“You hang around my sister a lot, maybe I’m just interested.”

Sick and tired of Rafe’s usual shit, you grabbed your drink and got up, heading for the door until your drink dropped all over the floor.

“Hey y/n, we’re not done talking,” he said as Rafe pulled on your wrist.

“Either you leave me alone or get me another drink after you made me spill t,” you demanded

Rafe got close to your ear and whispered, “I noticed something was off with you from this afternoon with Sarah and Kiara. Tell me what’s wrong and I’ll let you go.”

Rafe was definitely drunk and high. Chances are he won’t remember shit about tonight. You let out a big sigh and opened your mouth.

“I’m worried,” you said looking at Rafe.

“Well no shit princess, worried about what?”

“It’s embarrassing. Knowing you, you’re going to make fun of me.”

“Well I can’t promise I won’t, but I’ll try not to.”

“It’s just that, I’m leaving for college in a few weeks and everyone else, even younger kids are way beyond me. It’s not like I haven’t tried or had offers before.”

Rafe wasn’t sure if it was the drugs or something else because he had no clue what y/n was talking about.

“John B, Sarah, Kie and JJ, hell even pope do it at least once a week and I’m over here pretending like I don’t notice shit waiting for it to happen for me.”

“What the hell are you saying?” Rafe asked until he noticed you watching that couple with their legs wrapped around each other.

“You got to be shitting me y/n?” Rafe laughed. “How are you in that pogue group and you haven’t popped your cherry yet, didn’t you just turn 18? Isn’t that half of what you Pogues do since they have no money for other shit?”

“See, I knew you’d be an asshole,” you said pushing your feet to the ground ready to leave until Rafe pulled you by the shoulder.

“Alright, alright. All I meant was that I find it hard to be believe that you haven’t had sex yet when you look like that,” Rafe said looking you up and down, emphasis on the that.

Rafe sure knew how to make you blush, sober or not. He had promised to leave you alone if you told him but now, you’re hoping he won’t. Asshole or not, he was still someone you had your eye on since day 1 on the island.

“Ok so what do I do about it?” you asked seriously. “It’s not that I haven’t had many chances, I just don’t want it to be with some random guy.”

You watched the party more as Rafe stared at you for a few minutes until he finally spoke up.

“Well, I can do it,” he said with confidence. “At least It wouldn’t be with a Pogue.”

“Come again?” your eyes said bulging out.

“I’m serious. I’m not some random, right? We’re in my house. Clearly you look good and I know you think I look good too,” he winked.

As much as you hated it, he was right about all those things. You didn’t want to lose the opportunity; it was now or never. His asshole meter didn’t matter. As long as he knew what to do, and the word around Kildare is that he knows everything and more.

“Ok,” you said quick enough. “In your room. But pay attention, I will not do anything I don’t like, you will wear a condom, and you will be gentle,” y/n demanded.

“Well in that case, you can’t tell Sarah, or your little poguies,” Rafe demanded.

“This is the last thing I will ever tell them. Or anyone,. Ever. ” you said.

Rafe rolled his eyes and took your hand, leading you to his bedroom.

Rafe when inside first, fixing some things off his bed. You were taking in his room when you heard the door lock and all of a sudden Rafe was towering behind you, breathing on your neck.

“You smell as good as I’ve always imagined,” he huffed.

Just the plain fact that Rafe was over 6 feet always got you going and now you know that he’s thought about you like this the way you thought about him. Now he was towering over you with his hands on your body. With his hands on your waist, he started kissing your neck and nibbling your ear.

‘You’ve always been the prettiest pogue y/n,” he said making you moan.

“If you don’t like it I’ll do something different, but I think you’ll like it,” he said tugging on your ponytail.

He stared deep into y/e/c, until he finally placed his lips onto yours. The kiss was deep and fast, harder than you thought but expected because of Rafe. His hands were roaming your body non stop until he heard you giggle.

“Yeah I’m sure it’s very funny that I’m already hard, but you won’t be laughing in a few minutes y/n.”

Rafe pulled you over to edge of his bed and he sat down motioning for you to come over.

“Start with my upper baby and work your way down, I’ll guide you,” Rafe instructed.

You wrapped your legs around Rafe’s torso and started kissing him until your hands found the hem of his polo and your tore it off him like your life depended on it which made him laugh. You pushed him down and began kissing him from his neck, to his nipples, to his groin area, causing him to shiver.”

“It’s a relief that you know how to do something y/n.”

Unbuckling his shorts, he was left only in his black boxers, his boner clearly visible and big, which made you a little nervous. You tugged them off until they were thrown to the other side of the room. You just watched him until he noticed what you were doing. Yeah you’d seem them before but only on videos, and Rafe’s was beyond any expectations you had. Just as you were about to grab his dick, he shooed your hand away.”

“Sweetheart, that’s level 2 stuff. You can play with me later,” he said winking.

Lifting you off your knees, he brought you onto the bed on your back. He wasted no time getting your shirt off, revealing you in your silk bra, boobs bulging out.

“I’m actually relieved no pogue has gotten to you yet. They’re not deserving of all you have to offer,” he whispered in your ears.

Before you knew it, not a single piece of clothing was seen on either of you. Rafe tried to grab all of your boobs into his hand, but they wouldn’t fit. He went right for the left nipple in his mouth as he massed the right with his hand. He continued to show you attention up there when he finally grabbed your lower region.

“That’s a real good sign baby, if you’re already this I’m going to fit inside you just fine.”

Your fingers rested in his hair as he started kissing down your stomach, earning more groans from you. Even by yourself you could never feel this way, and there was Rafe Cameron raising your heartbeat with this tongue. He made his way to your bottom all exposed, right in front of his face. With just one lick he made you moan so loud you could be heard over the music. He kept licking your spot that made you go so loud; you could feel him smiling into you. He had slurred some things here and there, but you were so high on his tongue you couldn’t focus on anything else. As you felt your breathing get heavier, you were yelling Rafe’s name louder and louder.

“Hold on a little more sweetheart, you’re about to cum for me.”

Too late. At the mention of the word cum you felt all the pleasure rushing through your body, legs shaking with Rafe’s head still in between your legs. Still in the moment, Rafe got up to watch you still shaking from what he did to you.

“It’s not over yet,” he said running over to his night stand. You were still so shocked at how Rafe made you cum, you weren’t even worried about him fitting inside you.

If there was a medal for putting on condoms, Rafe would win hands down. Before you knew it, he was on top of you again, holding your hand.

“I guess it’s different for every girl, but if you want me to stop just say so. You shook your head as he moved lower on your body. You could feel his tip hitting all parts of your core until he was right at your entrance. You felt him push in slowly and it was like nothing you never felt before. He had been gentle, but he was still tearing through you. He started to move faster as the scratching of his back made him think to move more.

“You promise this is alright,” Rafe said in between breaths.

“Just don’t stop until it’s over,” you managed to get out. Rafe wasn’t hurting you like you thought he would. Some people wouldn’t shut up about how painful it would be. It seemed extreme, but you also weren’t believing the 16-year-old who said her boyfriend rocked her world their first time.

In the crook of your neck Rafe whispered, “there’s not much left y/n. I’m sorry if you’re not going to cum but I sure as hell will.”

Out character you looked Rafe and in the eyes and said, “ cum all over me Rafe.”

Rafe completely lost it and you can tell he was done by all the swearing and the amount of times your name spilled from him mouth. Once his rhythm slowed down, he got up and got rid of the condom, collapsing next to you.

“You know that’s the first time I ever fucked a pogue,” he said smiling.

“Care to share any critiques Mr. Cameron?”

“Let’s just say I can find the time to come visit you at UNC in the fall.”

[artificialqueens]

Stupid For You, Chapter 3 (Crygi, Jankie, Jaida x Nicky) - Metaluna

Summary: What better way to celebrate a successful opening day than a party? tw: underage drinking//drinking in general

On the way back home, Gigi turned onto the dirt road that would take her back the quickest. A road that was the exact opposite direction of Crystal’s house.

Crystal gasped. “You’re a liar.”

“Excuse me?”

“You said your house was on the way to mine. Clearly it’s not. Why’d you say it was?”

“Because I knew that you would say no if I told you it wasn’t on the way, and I like driving you. I like our conversations. And coffee. And of course, singing terribly together.”

“You’re absolutely right. I wouldn’t have let you. But I love talking to you, Gigi.” She smiled. “And I have no idea what you’re talking about. I am a great singer and you know it.”

Once they made it back to Gigi’s, she led Crystal up the stairs into her room. Gigi’s room was exactly what Crystal had imagined. It was decorated with an orange and aqua color scheme. It was a lot cleaner than Crystal’s room. There were posters of musicians that Crystal didn’t know. Above the bed, there were fairy lights with Polaroids. One corner of the room had a vanity with a large backlit mirror, and the other had a desk with plants perched on top.

“I guess you can do makeup at the desk? I think I have an extra mirror…” Gigi rifled through her vanity drawer. “Here we go.”

“Thanks!” Crystal took out a plethora of hair pins that kept perfectly messy space buns intact. She was left with a frizzy mess. “As much as I love looking like a lion, do you have a straightener I can borrow?”

“Are you sure?Lion King is one of the best movies.”

“I’m more partial to Hercules. ”

“If you say so. Let me go get it from the bathroom.”

Crystal examined the Polaroids. There were six in total. The first photo was taken with a girl who looked to be a few years older than Gigi that had striking similarities. Both girls had the same upturned nose and blonde hair. Immediately, Crystal recognized that they were on The Boardwalk at the park, the large Ferris wheel visible in the background. The second photo was Gigi with a woman that Crystal could only assume to be her mother, and was taken at the beach. Gigi and the woman were both relaxing on colorful towels under a large umbrella. The last Polaroid Crystal looked at was of the three women skating at Rockefeller Center during Christmastime.

“Having fun?”

Crystal jumped. “Is this your mom and sister?”

Gigi nodded. “I love them so much. Honestly they’re my best friends”

“It’s nice that you guys are so close.” Crystal felt a pang of jealousy. As an only child, she would never know the bond of a sibling, and while she and her parents were on good terms, she would hardly consider her parents friends, let alone best friends.

“Honestly me and Nora, my sister, weren’t close until our dad left our mom a few years back. I think it’s because we really only had each other to lean on.”

“Oh, Gigi, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. He’s an asshole, and honestly, we’re better off without him.” Gigi forgot she was holding the straightener. “Oops, sorry. Here go you.”

After Gigi sat at her vanity and began brushing her perfect blonde hair, Crystal called, “I’m changing. Don’t look!”

Gigi could only imagine what Crystal looked like in her underwear. As soon as she found her mind wandering, she forced herself to stop and focused harder on getting ready.

After finishing a perfectly blended smokey eye, Gigi puckered her lips after putting on a layer of red gloss, and realized Crystal was standing behind her. It was hard for Gigi not to audibly gasp. She hadn’t seen Crystal’s hair straightened before, and while her curls were beautiful, she looked incredible with straight hair too. She was wearing a black and white striped crop top that hugged just the right places paired with a black skater skirt that had suspenders. Gigi was impressed at how clean Crystal’s makeup was. She opted for a blue cut crease and a matte red lip, a combination Gigi would never even think about trying. To finish the look, she had on necklaces, earrings, and bracelets that didn’t match each other, but somehow Crystal pulled off perfectly.  

“You look beautiful,” Gigi finally said.

“Thanks,” Crystal curtseyed. “You too. Oh shit!”

“What?”

“We match.” Gigi looked at her reflection, and realized she was right. Her black and white jumpsuit perfectly complemented Crystal’s top.

Crystal grabbed Gigi’s hand. “Come here!” She pulled her to the full length mirror.

“What are we doing?”

“We have zero pictures together, which needs to change.” Crystal pulled out her phone and started taking mirror selfies. After posing for a few, Crystal went through her camera roll, taking time to look at each of them.

“Wow, you are so gorgeous. You could literally be a model. You’re so good at posing.”

Gigi smiled. “I used to practice when I was little.”

“Well, it paid off.”

Crystal sent the best one in the groupchat. It was already abuzz talking about the night’s festivities. The photo was met with high praises from everyone.

After she checked the time on her phone, Gigi said, “If we’re gonna get some alcohol, we should probably leave now.”

  Crystal bit her lip. “How are we going to get any?”

Wordlessly, Gigi pulled an ID out of her wallet and handed it to Crystal, which stated that she was born in 1996. “I’ve had this since I was 16.”

“Oh wow, you rebel.”

Once inside the liquor store, Crystal was surprised at how many types of alcohol there were. She had no idea where to begin. There were shelves and shelves of bottles of all different shapes, sizes, and colors. She wondered how anyone picked which one to buy. If it was up to her, she would have bought the purple sparkly alcohol. She wasn’t even sure what it was, but it was pretty.

Gigi looked at her. “Any requests?”

“Gigi I have no idea what any of this is. Just something fruity and delicious.”

“Got it.”

Gigi settled on a fifth of coconut rum and some pineapple juice to mix. While walking past the cooler, she grabbed a six pack of hard black cherry lemonade for good measure.

Once they made it to Heidi’s apartment, the party was already in full swing. Music was playing so loud that its loud bass line echoed through the parking lot. Earlier that night, Heidi had told everyone to let themselves in. Heidi’s apartment was filled with people. It was much larger than Gigi anticipated. It was nicely decorated with a large living room, with plenty of space. At first, Gigi didn’t recognize any of her fellow partygoers. She heard Brita, but didn’t see her. As they made it further into the house, they found Heidi, right in front of the sound system the music was coming from. Gigi felt her chest vibrating.

 “Hey, bitches!” Heidi hugged them the best she could while double fisting Whiteclaws.

“Do you have any cups?” Gigi tried to shout over the music.

“What?”

“Cups?”

“ What?”

Gigi pantomimed drinking.  

“Oh! Kitchen.”

Once they made it into the kitchen, a voice screamed, “Oh my god!”

Brita pulled Gigi and Crystal into a hug. Gigi could only think about how nice Crystal smelled. Crystal looked slightly taken aback, since she didn’t know Brita well. But, let it go since Brita was probably on at least drink number three of the night.

“You’re both so hot!” Brita looked both of them up and down. “Maybe I do like girls! Wow, wow, I’m drunk.”

“Yes, yes you are,” Gigi said as Brita left the kitchen, going on about finding a girl to makeout with .

 Gigi grabbed a red Solo cup and began pouring a drink. Because Crystal hadn’t drank before she barely poured a shot’s worth of alcohol in her cup. This was a contrast to her own cup, which was half rum and half pineapple juice. Gigi spotted a marker next to the cups. On hers, she wrote her name with some stars after it. After some thought, she decided to draw hearts on Crystal’s cup.

Gigi handed Crystal the cup, making sure that she would see the hearts. “Here, drink this.”

Crystal dramatically gasped. “You’re such a talented artist.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

As she took a drink, Crystal’s face contorted to a slight look of disgust. “It’s um. Strong.”

“You don’t have to drink it if you don’t like it.” Gigi held her hand out to take the cup.

Crystal took another drink. “The more I drink it, the more I like it.”

“That’s usually how alcohol works, babe.”

After walking around Heidi’s apartment, Crystal and Gigi eventually found their friends. They were all sitting on a large sectional in a corner of the living apartment where the music wasn’t blaring. Gigi was glad to be able to hear herself think. Jaida and Nicky were looking quite comfortable next to each other. Nicky whispered something in Jaida’s ear before grabbing her hand and leading her out of the room.

“Shit,” Jackie groaned. “Shit, shit, shit.”

“What is it?” Jan’s eyes were full of concern.

“Every single summer, Jaida meets one of the new girls, they hook up, and she gets way too invested. Every single summer she breaks her own heart, and I end up picking up the pieces. Every. Single. Time,“ Jackie lamented, taking a swig of vodka. 

“Maybe it won’t be like that. Nicky seems like a nice girl,” Crystal said while taking a seat.

“That may be so, but I don’t think that Nicky has the same intentions that Jaida does. I love the girl but she’s an idiot.”

“Well,” Jan began. “Jaida’s a big girl, I think she can handle it herself. Let’s go check out the beer pong table.”

The kitchen table was pushed into the hallway where an intense game of beer pong was taking place. It was Widow and Heidi vs. Gigi’s coworkers, Dahlia and Rock.

There was one cup left, and it was Widow’s turn. Carefully, she aimed and threw the ball and landed it perfectly in the cup.

“Drink up, bitches!” Dahlia chugged the beer in the cup.

“Who’s next?” Heidi asked. “We’ve won the last three rounds.”

Crystal looked at Gigi, who at some point finished her drink and moved onto a lemonade. “Wanna?”

Gigi raised her and Crystal’s hands.

“Step on up, ladies!” Heidi said as she refilled the cups.

Widow went first. “Y’all are going down!”

“You wish.” Gigi’s expression was determined. She was awful at beer pong, but wasn’t about to let Crystal know that.

Widow’s ball landed in one of the cups with a plop right in front of Crystal. It was clear Crystal wasn’t well versed in the rules of beer pong, so Widow instructed, “Crystal, drink.”

Crystal nervously fished the ball out of the cup. She raised it to her nose and made a face.

“It’s not going to be good,” Gigi said. “Just warning you. Thankfully there’s not much in there. Don’t let it sit on your tongue. Drink it down.”

Crystal did as she was instructed. “My turn?” Gigi nodded.

Even though she tried to aim, Crystal was feeling the effects of the alcohol. The ball veered to the left, nearly hitting Jan. “Oops.”

“Good one,” Heidi teased as she sank a ball right in front of Gigi. “Drink up.”

Gigi also made a face when she drank the beer. “You’re out here getting the cheap shit, huh?”

“You try buying boujee shit when we barely make about minimum wage.”

Gigi couldn’t argue with that logic. She surprised herself by making a shot.

“I’m impressed,” Widow said while finishing her cup.

After a close game, each team had one cup left. Crystal failed to score anything. Thankfully, Gigi was having a good game for once and carried them to the end. Gigi’s shot was just wide.

“Get ready to lose, hookers,” Widow said confidently. She was so confident, she barely aimed and missed.

“It’s all you, Crys,” Gigi said. “You can do it.”

“I can do it.”

Crystal stood aiming her ball for at least thirty seconds.

“Today, Crystal,” Heidi said dramatically looking at her nails.

“Hold on!”

She took a few more seconds before tossing the ball. It landed in the cup with a plop. Jan, Jackie, and a few other spectators cheered.

“I did it!” Crystal slurred hugging Gigi.

“You did!”

“I wanna dance. Let’s go dance!” By this point, Crystal was extremely drunk. Gigi found it absolutely adorable, the way she slurred her words and thought very hard before speaking.

The group made their way into the living room. Another song that Gigi didn’t recognize was playing over the speakers. Jan began to grind against Jackie. Jackie was taken aback, but pulled her closer. Crystal looked at Gigi and raised an eyebrow. Gigi shrugged in return. A song that Gigi had heard a few times on the radio started.

“Oh my god, I love this song!” Crystal squealed, standing in front of Gigi starting to grind on her.

Gigi was shocked as Crystal’s hips rocked back and forth in front of her. Gigi grabbed onto Crystal’s waist, pulling her closer. As Crystal rubbed against her, Gigi could feel herself being turned on. When Crystal bent at the waist and started shaking her ass, the blonde thought she would drop dead on the dancefloor. Crystal turned her head at Gigi and smiled.

Do I kiss her? Is she just looking at me? What’s going on?!

Before she could think any further, Crystal turned back around as the song ended and pulled Gigi into a hug.

“I’m having so much fun!” Crystal exclaimed.

“How many drinks have you had tonight, Crys?”

“Umm,” She counted on her fingers. “One, two, three… Four. I think I’m done!”

“I think that’s a good idea.”

Crystal gasped and pointed at Jan and Jackie. They were in the middle of the makeshift dance floor with their lips intertwined. Jackie had a fistful of Jan’s ass while Jan’s hands were running up and down Jackie’s back.

“Holy shit!” Gigi was thinking about earlier when Jaida said that Jackie was straight.

Just then, Jaida and Nicky found Crystal and Gigi. They both looked disheveled, as if they had gotten dressed in a hurry. Jaida was pulling up her tube top, and Nicky was fixing her hair.

“Where have you two been?” Gigi raised an eyebrow.

“Mind your business,” Jaida warned.

The four girls watched Jan and Jackie, who had stopped kissing and were just looking into each other’s eyes. After noticing her friends, Jackie ran into the bathroom. 

“Shit,” Jaida said, running after Jackie.

“Did I do something wrong?” Jan asked, tears welling her eyes.

“No, you didn’t do anything,” Gigi took her hand. “Let’s go outside.”

–

“Jackie, what the hell?” Jaida slammed the bathroom door behind her.

“I don’t know! Jaida, I’m drunk, she’s drunk… She just looked really pretty, and I don’t know what happened! Next thing I knew, my hands were on her ass and her tongue was down my throat!” Jackie slurred. “I’m straight! I don’t like girls!”

“Listen. I’ve seen you. You’ve been checking out Miss Jan every single day you’ve seen her. I don’t think that’s just gals being pals.”

“I’m not gay.”

“Jackie. We don’t have to talk about that right now but I really think you should–”

“Jaida, stop. I can’t do this right now.”

With that, Jackie stormed off in a hurry.

–

Gigi, Nicky, and Crystal managed to calm down Jan, who was near hysterics.

“Does she hate me?” Jan slurred. “She kissed me first!“

“No, Jan. I think that maybe Jackie doesn’t know how to process whatever it is that she is feeling,” Nicky reassured.

Gigi’s phone buzzed. It was Jaida.

Jackie’s freaking out. I’m taking her home. She doesn’t live too far away. I’ll be back.

They all sat with a crying Jan until Jaida showed up.

“Oh, chile,” Jaida began wrapped Jan in a hug. “It’s not you. I promise it isn’t. Jackie doesn’t know how to act when it comes to her emotions. I promise it’s not you.”

“Really?” Jan wiped her eyes. “How fucked is my makeup right now?”

“Pretty fucked. But let me fix it.” Nicky said, pulling a wipe from her purse.

“I’m not letting her ruin my night. Ladies, let’s go do shots!” Jan pulled a bottle of tequila out of her bag.

There were already slices of lime and a salt shaker set up in the kitchen. Because she was the only one sober enough to do so, Gigi poured the shots.

“Crystal,” Jan slurred. “Whatcha gotta do is you lick your hand and shake the salt on it. Then, ya lick the salt, then ya take the shot. It tastes bad, don’t let it sit in your mouth. Then ya suck the lime.”

“Act like it’s cough syrup,” Jaida recommended.

The four girls toasted their glasses, set them on the table, shot the tequila back, and sucked on the lime. Gigi didn’t think she was good at very many things, but she was good at shots. Everyone else made the universal face when doing shots, except for her.

“Crystal, you look like you went through all the stages of grief at once,” Nicky teased.

“That was gross.”

“You don’t drink it because it’s good,” Jaida said.

The rest of the night was filled with selfies, dancing, and for everyone but Gigi, more drinking. She didn’t remember the last time she had this much fun at a party, even if she did spend a good chunk of the night holding Jan’s hair back in the bathroom.

At about two AM, the party started to unwind.

“Ready to go babe?” Gigi asked an extremely drunk Crystal.

“Yeah I’m ready to go home.”

“It’s late, do you want to just spend the night at my house?”

“We’re gonna have a sleepover?”

“Yes, Crystal, we’re going to have a sleepover.”

After thanking Heidi for a great party, she managed to single handedly get Crystal into her Jeep. Gigi looked over at Crystal who at some point had fallen asleep. Once they made it back to her house, Gigi gently tapped Crystal’s shoulder.

“Okay, babe, we’re back.”

“Sleepover?”

After much protesting, Gigi managed to get Crystal to drink some water. She brought a bottle up to her room for good measure. Because she was a good friend, she removed Crystal’s makeup.

After rifling through her dresser, she gave Crystal an old cheerleading shirt and some shorts. “The bathrooms right over down–”

Crystal began stripping in Gigi’s bedroom. As much as she tried to look away, she couldn’t. Crystal’s body was much curvier than her own, but Gigi couldn’t help but stare at how beautiful she was… How beautiful her breasts were… After changing, Crystal plopped onto Gigi’s bed and fell asleep. Because she had a queen sized bed, Gigi decided she could share and it wouldn’t be weird.

The next day, Crystal woke up cuddling Gigi. She didn’t remember parts of the night. She remembered beer pong, dancing, Jan crying, Jackie running away, and shots. Her head was pounding, and everything felt too bright. She got up and found the bottle of water. She pulled out her phone to text her ride. She couldn’t let Gigi give her another ride home.

Gigi must have heard her, as she woke up. “Morning, sunshine. How are you feeling?”

“Not good. My head’s pounding.”

“Awe, baby’s first hangover,” Gigi teased. “Are you hungry?”

“No, eating is pretty much the last thing I want to do right now. I have someone coming to get me soon. Also, did you check the group chat?”

“No, why?”

Gigi sat on her bed with Crystal as they went through all the photos that were sent that night. The blurry photos said it all. Gigi’s favorite was a group photo right before shots.

Crystal’s phone buzzed. “My ride’s here!”

“I’ll walk you down.”

A truck was in Gigi’s driveway. A blonde boy with a shaggy beard came out.

“Ryan!” Crystal exclaimed, running to hug the boy. “Gigi, this is my boyfriend Ryan. Ryan, this is my coworker, Gigi.”

Boyfriend.

Gigi’s stomach dropped.

“I’ve heard so much about you!”

“Nice to meet you,” she mumbled.

“Thanks for taking care of her.” Ryan kissed Crystal on the cheek.

“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow, Crystal.”

Gigi closed the door without waiting for a response.

[walpurga-nacht-academy]

🍊For the dorm leaders?

Thank you for the ask!  ❤️ ❤️

🍊 What is your OC’s favourite meal? Snack? Dessert? Drink? Any reasons behind this besides liking how it tastes?

Marcia: Our favorite food, huh?

Rosalia: Hehe! Hehehehe!

Blanche:... What’s gotten into you now?

Rosalia: What a great opportunity to once and forever dispel any rumors surrounding my taste!

Blanche: Nobody was wondering about that-

Rosalia: You know! They always said that just because Cherry was always seen eating candy on the show, I must certainly like it as well. After all nobody could fake such a happy and satisfied expression when forced to eat something they dislike.

Marcia: Ah, now that you mention it, I remember Cherry always asking Uncle Apricot for candy when he visited.

Blanche: As I said before, nobody-

Rosalia: Exactly! And because filming would sometimes take a long time, I had to keep eating them even twelve times a day!

Marcia: Woah! That’s a lot of sugar. My old man would definitely scold me if I went overboard like that. 

Rosalia: It was part of the role so I had to deal with it. But the worst part was when fans would send me bags of candy along with fanmail and I had to finish them before the next batch arrived. Even though I kept asking them many times not to send it anymore...

Blanche:... Rosalia.

Rosalia: Hm?

Blanche: This is something I noticed before, but... you’re the kind that’s stupidly honest, aren’t you?

Rosalia: HUH?! What’s that supposed to mean?! Are you picking a fight with me?!

Marcia: Now, now, don’t get all worked up! Let’s all get along!

Rosalia: Why are you including me in this, I didn’t-

June: Ugh!

Rosalia, Blanche and Marcia: ... S-Sorry, senpai.

June: ...

Blanche and Rosalia: ...

Marcia: A-Anyway... It’s kinda surprising you dislike candy, Rosa. Your acting skills are really something else if you managed to fake enjoying eating something you hate for so long! So what’s your actual favorite food?

Rosalia: Hehe! Well, this might surprise you but my tastes are more grown-up than people give me credit! My absolute favorite food is the legendary-taboo-for-all-children-super-adult rum cake! Cool, right?!

Blanche: ...

June: ...

Marcia: ... Y-Yeah, I guess...

Rosalia: ... Then why aren’t your expressions more appreciative of me?!

June: Ain’t anythin’ grown-up about that.

Rosalia: Huh?!

Blanche: Himalia-senpai is right. Rum cake, despite the name, isn’t inherently alcoholic since most it is cooked off.

Rosalia: B-But you can get drunk off it...

Blanche: Only if you consume it in large quantities. Otherwise it’s just a more flavourful dessert.  

Rosalia:...

Marcia: Don’t mind. Don’t mind.

Rosalia: Don’t pat my back now! It just comes across as condescending.

Blanche: Seriously, that’s why kids like you...

Rosalia: HUH?! Then what about you? Let’s see what so grown-up about your tastes! So, tell us, what’s your favorite food?!

Blanche: Bitter chocolate.

Rosalia:...

Ugh! Why do I feel like I lost?!

Blanche: It wasn’t even a contest in the first place. 

Marcia: Hahaha, it totally suits you though Blanche!

Blanche: Does it? Truth to be told, it’s the only strong flavour that I like, but I wasn’t allowed to have much of it growing up.

Marcia: Mm. I get it. Then I’ll be sure to gift you some during your birthday!

Blanche: ... I wouldn’t want to impose, but I appreciate the thought. 

Rosalia: Hmp! Moving on~ How about you Marcia? I totally expect you to pick something nutritional and healthy.

Marcia: Haha, you’re not wrong! I’m crazy about sweet potatoes. Boiled, mashed, cooked in the oven - as long as it’s not fried, I’m good with any kind!

Rosalia: I knew it~ 

Marcia: Mm! But to tell you the truth, it has little to do with the nutritional value. I really like them because they bring back memories of me and the old man roasting some during autumn. It was a lot of fun even though it was mostly him doing the work. I hope that when he gets better we’ll be able to do it again together, all four of us. 

Rosalia: That’s way too sad!

Marcia: Eh?

Rosalia: Aaah! Here I was complaining about people sending me candy when I didn’t even think about the feelings behind it! That was super childish!

Blanche: Indeed.

Rosalia: Ahh! Can’t you keep quiet?!

June: ... That could go for ya’ll. Makin’ a ruckus ev’ry single time... CAN’T YA THINK OF OTHERS ONCE IN A WHILE, HUH?! DAMN IT!

Rosalia, Blanche and Marcia: Crap! We got Himalia-senpai angry!

June: First of all, food is food! Dontcha complain when yer table is full of all sorts of stuff! Ain’t matter if ya’ll like it or not! People worked hard to put it on yer table! So just shut up and eat it!

Rosalia, Blanche and Marcia: U-Understood, ma’am.

June: Huh?! What was that?! Say it louder!

Rosalia, Blanche and Marcia: Understood, ma’am!

June: That’s right! Now scram and make sure to do ya’ll work! Or ya’ll be in trouble when I come checkin’ in. GOT IT?

Rosalia, Blanche and Marcia: YES, MA’AM!

How did it turn out like this?!

Extra: June’s favorite food is apple pie because it’s an easy dessert to make and quite filling. Though whenever she makes it at home she often has to fend off her nieces and nephews if she wants to have a slice for herself. 

Diana: Meat.

Agatha: Hehe... land animals... really are simple...

Vita: Now, Agatha. I would say that Diana’s straightforwardness is to be expected by now.

Cassandra: Yes. It is just like Miss Arrow to be so honest.

Diana: ... It’s my true answer. In the savana besides swiftness, you also need strength. Meat helps build up muscle mass and is full of vitamins such as B12, B3, B6. It also contains carnosine which has anti-glycosylation-

Agatha: Ugh... so much... noise...

Diana: ...

Cassandra: A-Amazing! I have never heard Miss Arrow speak at such length. She truly does get passionate about her favorite topics.

Diana:...

Vita: Hm? Have you perhaps been overtaken by shyness, lioness? How charming.

Diana: ...

Cassandra.

Cassandra: Eh?

Diana: ...

I heard fairies like sugar.

Cassandra: E-Eh? Well, that’s more of a stereotype I would say than actual fact, but... um, I’m only half so maybe it’s true after all...

Diana: ...

Cassandra: Sorry... I’m not really sure of fairies’ true nature... um...

Vita: ‘Tis alright. The lioness was merely curious. 

Diana: Mm.

Cassandra: Haha, I see. Sorry for making assumptions.

Um, to tell the truth, I’m actually quite fond of Mazarin myself.

Vita: Hm? Ah, I remember. It is a sort of almond tart, is it not?  

Cassandra: Yes! It is quite tasty and easy to bake too! 

My grandmother taught me how to make it when I was a child. It’s our special treat for when we wanted to make each other smile. Even now when I smell the aroma I am reminded of those afternoons spent in the kitchen together. 

Agatha: ... annoying...

Cassandra: Sorry, that must have been really boring to hear. Um, what about you, Miss Voisin?

Agatha: ...

Cassandra: ...

Agatha: ................................................. 

Cassandra: ... Um....

Agatha: ............................................

Big Sis.

Vita: My, it seems my dear little Agatha doesn’t want to give a response. She gets uncharacteristically shy when other’s gaze is turned upon her. Oh well, then I shall take over. 

I myself am quite partial to pomegranates. They have quite a peculiar taste that I haven’t really noticed in any other food. ‘Tis truly a marvelous experience.

Diana: They’re too sour.

Cassandra: I’m not especially fond of them myself, um...

Vita: A shame, alas.

My mother and sisters are of the same mind. They seem to find it abhorrent. ‘Tis only Grandfather who shares my opinion. Though, I do suspect ‘tis because it ease the pain in his joints. So as you can see, ‘tis a most versatile fruit.

Agatha: Pomegranates... are tasty...

Vita: Oh? How refreshing. I commend your good taste.

Agatha: ... Hehe.

Vita: My, how cute! It really suits you when you smile like that, Agatha, dear!

Diana and Cassandra: ...

Diana: Even though she says that-

Cassandra: -Isn’t it usual for Miss Voisin to smile, anyway?

Extra: Agatha’s favorite food is shrimp, but because it’s the usual prey for her fish species she doesn’t like to mention it. She can eat them raw and without cracking them open given her metabolism, but so far only Vita has seen her eating habits. 

For Drinks: Rosa, Diana, Agatha and Marcia stick to water (sometimes with a wedge of lemon), June likes lemonade, Blanche and Cassandra like tea, while Vita prefers coffee and energy drinks.

Diana is the only one who snacks a lot, because she burns off the calories very easily and thus is always hungry. The others prefer either healthy options (Blanche, Rosa, Marcia) or sweet stuff (Cassandra) or something spicy or unusual (June, Agatha, Vita). 

[ask-mrradiodemon]

Valentine's Day ~ A Radiodust Story

A/N: This story is largely based on the canon of my RP blog, which I'm posting this on now, and the things that have developed here over time, rather than actual character canon. Having said that, each individual should be in character, and I hope you're all able to enjoy nonetheless. Cheers, everyone

Ao3 Link (since SOME people found it early-)

TW: Brief mentions of alcohol and believing love is unrequited

Baking and cooking are often time consuming activities that can take a toll on anyone's health. Doing so for twelve hours straight three days in a row only makes matters worse, and would cause any normal person to pass out. Of course, the radio demon was far from being a normal person, rarely ever needing sleep. But without a moment's rest, exhaustion was bound to take over at some point. Alastor nearly failed to arrive to the venue on time.

But not quite.

The room in question was something that had previously been old and abandoned; a ballroom in the back of the hotel, complete with a stage up front and a floor made for dancing. It took Niffty nearly a full day to clean up the cobwebs, dust, and creatures that had made it their home, but with the light shining in that space by the end, it was more than worth it. The empty room wasn't enough, though, of course. Decorations had to be put around as well, and with Alastor busy with the food preparations, that task was assigned to none other than...

"Charlie, you've done splendid! Absolutely marvelous!" It was more than a relief when she heard that her decorations were up to Alastor's standards. During the hour of him inspecting each individual piece, only a few tweaks were made. Moving a banner two inches to the left, tightening the knot that held a balloon to the ground, going so far as to change the color of the tablecloth where the food was meant to be placed. Charlie hadn't been nearly as busy lately, but she still worked hard as hell on that. With her work in place and finished, Alastor dismissed her to go get ready for the evening's events.

"So are you gonna fuckin' tell me why you're doing this to begin with?"

Ah, the telltale voice of a drunk man. Not that Alastor was surprised, of course. Without hesitation, he simply made his way over to the barman's table, upon which laid a dozen different drink types. Coffee, hot chocolate, lemonade (pink and regular), tea, juice, and even the soda Alastor had hazardously taken from the upper world's. Under the table, just barely hidden by the cloth, was a large bottle of fine wine: Husk's motivation to be here.

"Well I believe I've said it before, my dear! I've never celebrated an event such as this, and a dance is the perfect method to encourage camaraderie and building relationships among staff!"

Husk was not the least bit impressed. "Right, so that's your canned response you've been givin' to everyone for the past two weeks. In case you don't remember, I've known you longer than these assholes, and you're not like that. So spill."

Alastor didn't respond immediately to the… Question? It was more like an order. Either he had to think of a convincing enough lie, or tell the truth. And since the latter was not an option, and Husk had already broken through several of the excuses Alastor had given, there weren't many options left.

"If you're just gonna give me more bullshit, then don't even bother saying anything." Ding.

"Very well then! I won't! Make sure you're on time this evening, six o' clock sharp!" With that, Alastor simply walked away, with Husk facepalming in the background.

Only ten in the morning! There's so much left to prepare! Hot chocolate couldn't be made more than an hour early, and many of the foods had to be fresh and warm to ensure they were at top quality. At least the cookies, cake, and appetizers had been finished the night before; things would be slightly easier today.

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Alastor was never grateful to have an extra pair of hands assisting him. Or, well… three pairs.

"So? You got it figured out yet?" While Arakniss worked on following the recipes that had been laid out for him, Alastor was gathering ingredients for the ones yet to come. Many of which, he promptly dropped after hearing that question. That gave Niss a much needed chuckle; no matter how many times they talked about this, it never failed to send Alastor short circuiting.

“Yes, well… I believe so? Things have been… Written out, and… Well the decorations are gorgeous, you should see them!”

Niss only rolled his eyes at the nervous deflection. “You’re gonna do fine, dance lessons will come in handy soon. Be dancin’ with my fratello before the night’s over, easy.”

Somehow, the thought of that wasn’t as comforting as it should have been. For that to happen, Alastor would actually have to go through with his confession, and Angel would have to actually accept it. Even with that low likelihood, if it managed to happen, Alastor’s online lessons in tango may not have been near enough to actually perform it well. In front of everyone else that was invited.

"There's a very good chance I could step on his feet. Hooves are a bit more rough than normal shoes."

Niss gave a half laugh, half scoff at that. "Look, you're gonna do just fine. I know it pretty decent, you need some last minute practice?"

Alastor glanced up to the clock. Three hours left, and most things only took a few minutes to prepare…

"That would be quite nice."

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So far, things had run smoothly. Husk wasn't offering anyone alcohol, Niffty was cleaning up the little spills and crumbs, and the dessert table was quite the success. Almost all the savory and sweet things had been eaten, with Angel seeming to take a particular favor to the strawberry cookies. Though, if Alastor had been honest, he wasn't paying much attention to everyone else. With Angel's plus one being Cherri, they'd had enough fun with all the energetic songs to make time fly past. Alastor had tried choosing the playlist for the evening, but Vaggie took over that quickly once she saw the old things he was choosing.

Thirty minutes left until everyone's curfew. Thirty minutes left until the end of the event. And Alastor hadn't said a single word to anyone besides Husk, about refilling the drinks when things ran low, and Charlie, assuring her he was keeping an eye out for any damages while she enjoyed the night with her girlfriend.

It was now. Or it was never. Alastor gave a gesture to some stranger that had been volunteered to run the music, and it was cut off as the radio demon made his way onto the center of the small stage.

"I hope you're all having an enjoyable time here. I simply wish to say a few words, a toast, if you will, without the drinks. To our honorable staff members, that worked hard to make this event what it was." Only Charlie was the one aware that was bullshit, that Alastor had planned everything out himself and only allowed the others to help if absolutely necessary. He'd done a very good job of hiding the bags under his eyes, she noticed.

“As you all know, I have given many speeches throughout both life and death. Though many have been broadcast, many a time has it been an intimate gathering among those I… used to consider my friends. As one might predict, never in those speeches have I been at a loss for words or needing to plan things out. Until of course… Now. Perhaps it is because you are no longer strangers, and yet you are far from friends either.”

“I told you we couldn’t trust him.” As quiet as Vaggie’s words were, Alastor’s ears picked them up easily. His smile faltered for only a second, unnoticeable to anyone besides his newfound friend Arakniss, standing in the doorway out of sight.

“You see, in the many months since I joined this staff, I have grown to consider you all as…”

...of course. Alastor knew this was going to happen. Each time he tried to show any kind of gratitude, his throat closed up and he was unable to say the dreaded, emotional words. At least, this time, he had prepared.

“Family.”

To say that everyone was shocked, not only at the appearance of Alastor’s shadow clone standing proud next to him, but at the words it said, would be a terrible understatement.

“It is no secret to most of you that I have… unusual levels of difficulty expressing certain emotions, whereas my “friends” here have no trouble at all.” The last part of that phrase was said with slight menace, though not towards any of the members of the hotel; he was quick to learn how his shadows had been finishing his thoughts recently, filling everyone in on the feelings he would rather have kept hidden. There was a reason most of them, all except Al’s own, were banned from the event.

“As such, I am placing my trust in my other half,” accented with a bow while Alastor gestured towards it, “to help me today, and to ensure my meaning is not changed due to my own inability to speak my mind. Beginning with Charlie…”

As soon as the name was spoken, the shadow was no longer by his side, now standing in front of Charlie with a smile. Naturally, Vaggie reached for her concealed knife, but the shadow simply reached out a hand to take Charlie’s own, placing a small kiss on the top of it.

“When I first arrived here, I did not hesitate to let you know exactly what I thought of this idea of yours. Though I still do not believe the end to your means is possible, you have still managed great success, in your own way. Just look around!” Alastor twirled in a circle, using his microphone to gesture to the crowd in front of him. “More and more people are smiling like they never have before! Whether your ultimate goal ends in complete failure, or minor success…”

Silence. And then another gesture with his microphone, this time to the shadow, who spoke in his characteristic deeper, distorted version of the radio demon’s own voice.

“Your kind heart has made a great influence on many people. Hell is lucky to have someone such as yourself to be next in line for power.”

Ignoring the shocked expression on each face, the shadow moved on before anyone was able to comment on the uncharacteristic compliment, stepping to stand in front of Vaggie and perform the same gesture. Or at least, attempting to do so before she pulled her hand away. In response, the shadow simply crossed its hands behind its back.

"My dear, I'm well aware that I have done very little in an attempt to impress you, or not rebut the many tales you've heard of my name. In truth, I'm gar more used to having enemies than friends. If anything, you had the most expected reaction!" With that came a chorus of laughter, all background noises created by Alastor himself. Surprisingly, she didn't consider this situation funny.

"But, regardless of your views on me, allow me to share my opinion of you. Rather abrasive, tough, and perhaps too defensive." Vaggie looked as though she was ready to run upstage and punch him, only held back by Charlie's hand on her arm. "Yet undoubtedly, you are strong-willed and protective. Indeed, an admirable quality, one that I self proclaim to share." A quick bow and gesture of the microphone, a humble gesture though it contradicted the previous phrase. "It is for this reason that I greatly… respect and admire you.  Perhaps one day, I can earn your favor, as you have mine."

The shadow moved with obvious intention past Angel Dust, but if anyone in the crowd noticed, they didn't comment. Rather, it made its way straight to the bar, quickly summoning a bottle of fine wine rather than attempting any sort of contact.

"Husk! My old friend! I trust that you've warmed up to me more since your arrival, my part in recent events having /nothing/ to do with that, I'm sure."

The resulting middle finger gave Alastor all the hint he needed; keep it short, the relationship was Arakniss wasn't public knowledge yet. "But regardless of that, or the intoxicating reasons you've chosen to say, you've done each individual here- a great service by staying, and we are lucky to have you."

The shadow didn't need to approach Niffty; she had been following it around since the beginning, and now its eyes were on her.

"My darling, you're quite the hard worker at this establishment. Enjoy it or not, you've likely done more work in a day than I ever have as co-owner! Though your job isn't what I'd like to mention." If anything, she was more confused than anyone else. "You're rather invasive, you like to listen in on my private conversations, and you are very persistent in matters that are, frankly, none of your business.” Niffty looked almost heartbroken. “However, in doing so, you are never critical or judgemental. Rather, you are kind, encouraging, understanding. For each of these reasons combined, you are the obnoxious, lovable little sister I never had.” The shadow dissipated as she tried to hug the incorporeal being, but a hand ruffled her hair to reduce the disappointment regardless.

“As for the final member of our staff-” The shadow quietly approached Angel before Al held out a hand to stop it. “We will speak another time.” The quiet whispers in certain patches showed that he wasn’t the only one who knew precisely what that phrase meant, but of course the shadow couldn’t simply leave things up to fate. Rather, he told a hold of angel’s face once the crowd’s attention was redirected, whispering “mon cher” in his ear, so quietly no one but Angel could hear. He may not have spoken a word of french, but with the odd seductive tone, he at least hoped he could figure out the meaning.

“But, enough of the sappy things. It’s a wonderful night! Célébrer, my friends, celebrate!”

Angel was quick to run as the peaceful buzz started and anyone could ask questions, as was Arakniss, but to stop Alastor from collapsing as soon as he was out of sight. His knees buckled and Niss was the only thing stopping him from hitting the floor.

“...what have I just done?”

Arakniss didn't have a fast enough answer before Angel came in through the back door, looking unusually pissed off. "Al, what the fuck was that about!?" Immediately, Alastor stood up and pushed away the guiding arm that was intended to steady him.

"I- My apologies, but-"

"You're really gonna go and say nice shit to everyone but me? And make it fuckin' obvious? Geez, if you really hated me that bad you shoulda just said so." Angel had a lot more to say, but with Niss standing behind Alastor motioned for him to shut the fuck up, he kept quiet for only a second.

"I… did not wish to… say certain things in front of the staff, is all."

"Well go on and spit it out then, I'm listening-"

"This is quite difficult enough without your argument, if you would please allow me to speak."

Something about the sincerity, and unusual level of fear, in Alastor's voice made Angel fall silent as Arakniss excused himself out the back door. A quick memory came of the phrase the shadow had said to him, though it didn't last long once it showed up again, taking Angel's hand as it had Charlie's.

"You're very… irritating. You're overly lewd, and brash, and there's many things about you that spark my wrath easier than anything." Alastor couldn't get any further than that, and an awkward silence followed. Angel staring with a mix of anger and confusion, while Alastor felt his face growing brighter red with each passing second. They had a script to follow. Just like the ones he had written for everyone else. Yet he couldn't remember a single word of it. Part of him just wanted to run, allow Angel to finish enjoying his night, and never speak of this moment again. Part of him also knew he'd never forgive himself if he did that.

"You're enchanting." No going back now. His shadow had full control, and all Alastor could do was stand there and watch. "I can't express how much I care for you. My eyes have been on you since the first day we met. Your eyes, your voice, your personality… All beautiful. I'd give you the world should you ask for it. I've been enamoured with you since the day we met, and I'd be honored if I could call you mine."

There was silence for about a minute, and no one moved. Angel held an unreadable expression, and Alastor's heart broke when he eventually pulled the hand away. Here comes the rejection he knew would happen. At least now, he could be able to move on.

"Look, Al… you're… really amazing, like… Holy shit, I…" Angel laughed and shook his head, pushing back his hair with one hand. "If I had any kinda common sense I'd shove ya against the wall now and kiss ya, but…" He nervously glanced at the shadow, and Alastor's heart rose into his throat as he realized what might need to be done.

"It's… Weird. Not havin' you say it. I mean it's you, but… Not really. And it's kinda hard to believe it's real if I'm not hearing it from you."

Alastor wasn't sure what exactly Angel expected him to do. But what he actually did was nod silently as his smile began to fade, and walk out the door, leaving the distraught shadow behind with a shocked expression.

"Don't look at me like that! It's fuckin weird, like if my brother had just gone and told him all the stuff I think about him. You can't blame me for that!" It didn't respond, fading out into the darkness. Angel didn't have much choice but to head out back to the party, where the final song was playing. A tango. Hand-picked, for the dance that Alastor had spent over a month learning, not that Angel would ever learn that now.

For the first time, Alastor allowed himself to cry in front of someone else as soon as he met Arakniss outside.

He cared. He really did. Angel cared for him.

But that meant nothing if Alastor couldn't learn to say the words out loud for himself. Such a bittersweet feeling. Besides the occasional choked sobs, not a sound left his mouth. If he couldn't learn to say the words, all his work will have been for nothing. Somehow, knowing that was worse than if he had just been turned down.

It had been over two weeks since Alastor had attempted to sleep, and four days since he had any rest at all. Too busy.

"When you allow your heart to lead you, it drives you off a cliff."

[imaginingthebands]

More Than You Know part 6

CHAPTER 6

 CHRIS’ POV

 I set my phone on my nightstand and smiled. Persephone was so adorable. She was so nervous I wouldn’t be ok with little space. God I missed her. I could just imagine her trying to explain in person and trying to hide her face. Fuck she’s so cute. She is the most amazing woman I have met and I knew from the day I saw her that I needed to get to know her. I’m so glad I did. I’m glad things worked out how they did. Sighing, I got out of bed and made my way downstairs. Someone knocked on the door and I frowned. Who the hell could that be? Looking out the window I realized it was Ryan. “What’s up?” I asked as I opened the door letting him in. He looked nervous, “Dude how did you do it?” I raised an eyebrow, “Do what?” “How did you tell Persephone you like you and not sound like an idiot?” “Well, I didn’t really, she confronted me actually.” “What?” “Yeah, turns out when you show blatantly that you’re into a girl and then get hard just looking at them, they call you on it,” I chuckled. Ryan rolled his eyes, “Great so I am gonna fuck it up. We’ve been texting so much, and flirting but I don’t want her to think that I’m just some nasty band dude you know?” Nodding I replied, “That’s exactly what I feared. We haven’t know each other long but honestly, if you like Rose, just be straight up honest with her.” “What do I even say? I haven’t been this freaked to talk to a girl in years!” “Well, I can ask Seph what you could do if you want.” “She has to promise she isn’t going to tell Rose!” I thought about it all for a moment and ran upstairs to get my phone. Ryan followed behind and sat on my bed as I text Seph. “‘What does Rose think of Ryan?’” I said aloud as I typed. “But that’s so obvious!” he said. “Dude, do you want me to get Seph to help or not?” Ryan sighed and nodded. I hit send and waited. “They are inseparable. They talk about everything so Seph is going to know exactly how she feels.” My phone dinged and I opened the message right away.

She thinks he’s really cute and she’s super excited for him to come see her. She literally will not shut up about the man.  Ever since I showed her you guys last year, she has been in love with him. Why?

Ryan grinned as I showed him the message. “See? Just ask her out dude,” I said, putting my phone in my pocket. Ryan pulled out his phone just as he got a message from Rose. “Dude did she tell her?” he asked. I laughed, “Probably, they talk about everything.” Ryan groaned but then sighed in relief. “She just said can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” “You’re going tomorrow?” He nodded and started walking downstairs. “Yeah, but I’m take a plane cause I’m tired of driving and I get to drive first when we leave this time,” he shook his head. I couldn’t help but be a bit jealous. I wish I could’ve spent more time with Persephone, but she started her new job tomorrow.

I let Ryan show himself out of my house and walked to the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, I couldn’t help but smile as I noticed the small circular tub of conditioner that Persephone had left behind. She was definitely going to be sad once she realized she left it behind; it was her favorite one simply because it smelt like marshmallows. “I’ll have to surprise her with a new one,” I mused aloud to myself. With a few swipes through amazon, I found it and I set it to be delivered to her house in two days. Setting my phone on the counter, I undressed and stepped into the warm water.

Life was going to be very different now. Persephone and I had talked about things we wanted in a relationship, things we can’t stand, favorites of ours, religion, everything. It was crazy, but in the short amount of time we’ve had together, I really did fall fast for her.

My phone vibrated on the counter alerting me I had a text. Drying my hand I reached out quick to check.

Did you just send me my conditioner to my house?

Grinning I replied.

You left yours here, I figured you’d want it without having to drive fifteen hours for it.

You could’ve sent it with Ryan when he leaves to see Rose ya weirdo

Yeah I suppose. But where’s the fun in that?

Chuckling to myself, I set my phone back down and finished my shower.

As I tugged my shirt over my head my phone buzzed again. Persephone was so nervous about her job. I did my best to assure her that it would go great before heading to the store.

 PERSEPHONE POV

I smiled to myself. Chris was so sweet.

The sound of drunks filled the air as Rose pulled the door to the bar open. It was were I started my shift tomorrow night and I was nervous. But Chris had faith in me, and I knew the pay would be worth it. Mainly the tips from the drunk dudes who thought they stood a chance with me. I looked around and saw a group of men playing pool, some girls who looked like they were celebrating something, and some guys who were smiling creepily at them. Rolling my eyes to myself I sat up at the bar next to Rose who was already ordering her drink. I hung my purse on the little hook under the bar top and pushed my hair behind my ear.  The light in the bar made it an even deeper violet. “Let me guess, something like a lemon drop because we don’t know how to hold our liquor?” I looked up and saw a very irritated looking man. Smiling I said, “You must be the dick I’m replacing. I’ll take some two shots of cherry southern comfort thank you.” He rolled his eyes and walked towards the bottles. He walked back to us carrying two shot glasses of the amber colored liquid. He watched me as if he knew that I couldn’t really handle it. Picking up the first shot I slammed it without a problem. The burn rolled down the back of my throat down to my stomach. With a small, ‘tsk’, he slid the other closer. Rose smirked knowing what was coming. Picking up the glass, I poured the liquid back and set it down with a smile. “Can I have my lemon drop now?” Rolling his eyes, he walked away to make my drink. “Girl, does Chris know about this side of you yet?” Rose asked with a playful look in her eyes. Grinning I said, “He’s about to!”

Three lemon drops later, I stumbled outside with my phone. Scrolling through my contacts, I heard a catcall from behind me. Turning around there was some guy sitting on the bar steps I didn’t see before smoking a cigarette and smiling at me. “Fuck off,” I slurred. I put my phone up to my ear as I watched Rose pay for our drinks through the window.

“Hey Persephone, what’re you up to?” Chris answered. “Just leaving the bar,” I giggled. “Ahhhh, is Rose with you?” he asked, concerned. “Yup! She’s inside.” I could hear Chris laughing, “How much did you drink?” “Well the stupid bartender didn’t think I could handle whiskey so I had to prove that wrong! I had some.. then he gave me lemon drops!” I could almost see him shaking his head as he continued to laugh at me. “Well make sure you let me know when you two get home safe ok?  Ryan is going to be there tomorrow night and someone has to make sure he behaves,” he joked. Rose walked out of the bar holding out my bag and shaking her head. “Rose you’re the best! Chris I almost forgot my purse!” “I’m glad Rose got it.” “I’m hungry,” Rose said. My eyes widened, “Chris, I want something blueberry!” “Yeah?” he chuckled. I started laughing as Rose rolled her eyes and giggled. “I forgot to get doughnuts earlier!” “Well maybe you can get some delivered so you two can go home and sleep. I have a feeling you need to,” he said. “Too bad you aren’t here, I’d-” “I DON’T NEED TO HEAR WHAT YOU WOULD DO IF HE WAS HERE SEPH!” Rose shouted. “ROSE! I DIDN’T MEAN LIKE THAT!” I shouted back laughing so hard I snorted. Chris laughed at us, “You two need to go home for the night.” “We are,” I said as I stumbled towards the car. “Who’s driving?” Chris asked. I looked at Rose, “Shit we didn’t think about that!” Rose looked at me and put a hand on her hip, “You realize I had ONE mike’s hard lemonade and I’m not a light weight? I am no where near unsafe to drive.” “Rose can drive!” I smiled. “Make sure you drink water when you get back ok?” he said in a soft yet commanding tone. I saluted Rose and said, “Aye aye sir!” Chris laughed, “I’ll talk to you later ok?” “Ok Chris,” I said. We said goodbye and hung up. Rose took my phone and I climbed in her car.

Before I knew it, we were back at the house. Josh stood in the doorway shaking his head, “You are so wasted Seph.”  I smiled, “I know.” Walking up the path, I saw someone hiding behind the side of the house and backed into Rose as my heart beat faster. “Josh someone is hiding there!” I yelled as I pointed. Josh walked over to see what I was yelling about as the person walked out from where they stood.

“Ryan?! What are you doing here! You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow!” Rose squealed as she launched herself at him for a hug. “Well, I couldn’t wait to see you so I thought I might come sooner,” he smiled. He leaned down to kiss her. “OOOOOOOO!” I shouted. Rose flipped me off as she kissed him back. “Thank God you came out Ryan, I was about to punch you!” I said. Ryan laughed as he realized how drunk I was.

We all made our way inside and Rose walked me to my room, handing me my purse and phone. “Text your boyfriend so he knows you’re okay!” she said pointing a finger at me.

I somehow made out a quick message to Chris before falling asleep.

When I awoke the next morning, my head was pounding. Holding my head, I slowly climbed out of bed to the bathroom where I found a bottle of water and medicine with sticky note that had a heart on it. No doubt from Rose. I silently thanked her as I took the medicine trying to remember what the hell happened last night. Then it hit me. Whiskey. I groaned. Whiskey always made me forget what happened and that’s exactly why I never drink it. Damn that asshole for making me feel like I had to prove something to him.

Oh god… What did I say to Chris?

I raced back to my room looking for my phone. Somehow it ended up under my bed. I checked the messages between us and nothing made sense. Calling him, I bit my lip hoping I hadn’t embarrassed myself too badly. “She lives!” he chuckled. “What did I say last night?” I asked groaning as my head began to throb. “Oh just that you’re madly in love and want my babies,” he said in serious tone. My eyes widened, “Oh my god… I am so sorry…” He burst out laughing, “No, you just wanted something blueberry and went on about how much today was going to suck but that you stuck it to some bartender who thought you couldn’t shoot whiskey?” “That part I remember. That’s the guy I’m replacing and now I see why.  He’s got no customer service skills at all,” I laughed. “Rose said you almost assaulted Ryan because he scared you?” he questioned. “Oh God! Yes! I remember now! He was hiding by the side of the house and I couldn’t tell who it was and I was ready to fight after the initial terror of some creeper being there went away.” Chris chuckled, “How do you feel this morning?” “Like I got hit by a bus. I took some Excedrin but what I really need is sleep and pancakes,” I pouted. “Well you have an hour before you have to be to work so you have time.” “What?” “… You go in at four right?” I pulled the phone away and looked at the time. It was almost three. “Shit! Chris I gotta go and eat and get ready!” “I’ll text you later Persephone, have a good first day my love.” My cheeks burned as he said that. We quickly hung up and I raced for the shower.

Thirty minutes later, I had showered, stuffed my face, gotten rid of most of my headache and sat down to get dressed. As I sat in my bathrobe I sighed. “Rose?” I called. I heard two sets of footsteps before Rose and Ryan came in my room. Ryan’s face turned red and he walked out, shutting the door behind him as he apologized. “Outfit?” she guessed. I nodded and she made her way to my closet. After about a minute or two, she tossed a black crop top to me along with my favorite pair of black and white striped pants. She walked over to my dresser where I kept all my jewelry in the box on top and she began looking through it. “Here it is!” she exclaimed. Rose handed me a deep red collar with an o ring and my favorite rose plugs. “You are a life saver.” She raised an eyebrow and said, “Make sure you wear your fishnet top under that crop top. You’re welcome.” As she walked away we both giggled at the ‘Awkward’ reference. After I got dressed I began applying my makeup. Once I was satisfied that I looked hot enough to get good tips, but scary enough to keep the basic creeps away, I left for my first shift.

[fortyflightower]

artist ask babey!!😌🤙 the smiths, charli xcx, LANA DEL REY. i could do more. we shall see

CAITLYN YOU MADE THIS SO HARD FOR ME.... thank u but also i hate you 😤 sorry this is so long i just have a lot of thoughts and i don’t know how to shut up. i told you this was going to be a novel and here it is. writers doing nanowrimo wish they were me.

THE SMITHS.... one time i mentioned that i listened to them to one of my art teachers & he asked me what my favorite songs by them were & i completely blanked. it still haunts me to this day but i’m stronger now and i will not make that mistake again

1. back to the old house

this song has everything. the depression. the softness the yearning. ALSO these lyrics...

and you never knew / how much I really liked you / because I never even told you

2. the headmaster ritual

this is the song i listen to when i’m depressed, angry, and considering dropping out of school.

i want to go home / i don't want to stay / give up education / as a bad mistake

belligerent ghouls / run manchester schools / spineless bastards all

this line makes me think of my vid prod teacher 😊😤

3. still ill

had to stop myself from copy pasting all of the lyrics from this one. i also have it on my adam playlist SO.

england is mine, it owes me a living / but ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye

what can i say... i just like the rage and entitlement of this

but we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore / no, we cannot cling to those dreams

no thoughts head empty. i think i like it because it reminds me of that line from ribs by lorde.

does the body rule the mind / or does the mind rule the body? / i dunno

this is so adam core. will not explain any further

4. this charming man

BASIC I KNOW but it was the first song i ever listened to by them (i found it on a gansey playlist on 8tracks back in middle school😔🤟) don’t have any favorite lyrics from this one but the opening is ICONIC.

5. well i wonder

this one.... is SO emo but that’s okay... also the way he sings these lyrics... TOO MUCH 4 me

gasping - dying - but somehow still alive / this is the final stand of all I am / please keep me in mind

honorable mentions are there is a light that never goes out, the boy with the thorn in his side, never had no one ever, cemetery gates, and I WANT THE ONE I CANT HAVE because i’m THAT indecisive

miss Charli XCX... i’m going to be real i don’t listen to her much but when i do i am DOWN TO CLOWN.

1. vroom vroom

i have a playlist called “music to get into a car crash to” and this is the only song on it.

lavender lamborghini, roll up in a blue bikini /bitches on the beaches, lookin' super cute and freaky

Ugh the vibes of this 😩 wish my friends and i could pull this look off

bitches know they can't catch me / (vroom vroom) cute, sexy and my ride's sporty

used this for as a caption for that one tdt drawing i did & i have no regrets. this really embodies the vibes of any scene where ronan & kavinsky are racing.

beep beep, so let's ride

i just think the sound effects are funny

bubblegum-pink ferrari, yeah, I'm so bossy

these are the vibes i would like to embody but never will. also i think barbie & elle woods gave me a primal respect and desire for a pink car.

2. dreamer

nothing to say abt this one except that all i can think abt when i listen to it is that one maggie steifvater copying charli xcx meme. also it’s an absolute banger and one of the songs i blast when i’m going unhinged but in a sexy thot type of way

3. boom clap

this song changed my life when i first heard it on the tfios soundtrack. not that deep but does music have to be? no.

first kiss just like a drug /under your influence / you take me over you're the magic in my veins/ this must be love

boom clap / the sound of my heart / the beat goes on and on and on and on and

HER MIND WHEN SHE WROTE THIS... pop music peaked with this song

LANA. i like listening 2 her music in the winter because the summer depression vibes cancel out seasonal depression like pemdas. she was litchrally my spotify artist of the decade which is so baffling because i don’t feel like i listen to her that much. ALSO every few months i get sucked into a hole of watching concert vids on instagram & it ruins my life.

1. salvatore

the vocals in this... she truly has the range.

I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me?

catch me if you can / working on my tan / salvatore / dying by the hand / of a foreign man / happily / calling out my name / in the summer rain / ciao amore /salvatore can wait / now it's time to eat / soft ice cream

all of her ooohing and aaahing is great but THIS PART is so sexy. also i almost made a post comparing “dying by the hand of a foreign man happily” & “the choice was death or hurting adam which wasn’t much of a choice at all” but i figured it was too much

2. video games

basic but it’s a classic. also the radical face cover re-ignited my love for this song.

i say you the bestest / lean in for a big kiss put his favorite perfume on / go play your video game

there’s a video of her singing this live where she’s on a swing and she waves her hand when she says “go play your video game” and i think about it every single day

he holds me in his big arms / drunk and i am seeing stars / this is all i think of

this part makes me want to be held 😪

it's you, it's you, it's all for you / everything i do / i tell you all the time / heaven is a place on earth with you

honestly so romantic. what else can i say

3. off to the races

this is my favorite to see live videos of.. the little dance she does to it has me feeling some type of way 🥺😪 one of the classics. lana slapping the roof of this song like “this baby can fit to much daddy kink, drugs, and sex in it”

swimming pool / glimmering darling /white bikini off with my red nail polish

my old man is, a tough man / but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam / and he shows me, he knows me, every inch of my tar black soul

the imagery of this... UGH

4. california

THIS ENTIRE SONG IS TOO GOOD. i don’t even know what to say abt it except that lana really went off with nfr

you don't ever have to be stronger than you really are / when you're lying in my arms, baby / you don't ever have to go faster than your fastest pace

you're scared to win, scared to lose / i've heard the war was over if you really choose

5. old money

this one makes me cry the hardest out of all her songs because it’s so sad and desperate

blue hydrangea, cold cash divine / cashmere, cologne and white sunshine / red racing cars, sunset and vine / the kids were young and pretty

once again the imagery in her songs is UNPARALLELED.

the power of youth is on my mind

this makes me think abt that lorde quote abt how teenagers sparkle or whatever

and if you call i'll run, run, run / if you change your mind, i’ll come, come, come

bonus: music to watch boys to

SORRY i needed to put this one on here. this one should be near the top but i completely forgot abt it until it came on shuffle play & i don’t feel like renumbering the entire list. this one truly is a ronan song i don’t make the rules (the music to watch boys to is the murder squash song). once again it’s the imagery of it all that gets to me.

i like you a lot / putting on my music while I'm watching the boys / so I do what you want

live to love you / and i love to love you / and I live to love you, boy

nothing gold can stay / like love or lemonade / or sun or summer days / it's all a game to me anyway

diet mountain dew didn’t make it onto this list but i have 2 pairs of heart shaped sunglasses because of it so it has a special place in my heart... lanas impact

other honerable mentions are the greatest, fuck it i love you, venice bitch, dark paradise, BURNING DESIRE and cherry because it’s the only good song on lust for life

[tyrus-trash]

Fluffy 2 “are you drunk?” for the prompt list would be so cute!!

thanks for the request! hope you enjoy :))

(by the way, I’m condoning safe use of alcohol. like the speaker at my freshman alcohol lecture told us, maximize your buzz! if you’re going to drink, know your limits and do it safely! alcohol is actually really fun when you don’t drink yourself sick. just know how much you can handle, and don’t go past that point. that’s when it stops being fun! :))

send me numbers!

“Are you drunk?”

TJ grinned. “No.”

Cyrus certainly didn’t have enough experience around alcohol to know when someone was actually drunk, but TJ’s slurred words matched the behavior in nearly all the movies Cyrus had seen. 

“Oh my gosh, you are! How–? Where–?”

The gang was at a New Year’s party at Buffy’s ex teammate and TJ’s friend’s house. Everybody else was inside, counting the minutes to 2019. TJ left at twenty till twelve, and Cyrus went to investigate when ten minutes passed and TJ hadn’t returned.

TJ revealed a black bottle from behind his back. “I have my connections.”

Now that Cyrus thought about it, a few of TJ’s teammates disappeared a few minutes ago, too. Cyrus glanced around the dark yard. He wondered where the others were hiding.

“You want to try some? It’s black cherry lemonade, and it’s so good.” 

Cyrus didn’t answer. He wanted to believe he did that because he knew alcohol was bad, and that’s what he was taught to do. As he watched the dark bottle though, he knew he stayed quiet because the curiosity was eating at him, and he actually wanted to try it.

“How many have you had?” Cyrus asked, looking at TJ.

“This is my second, which means I’m totally not drunk. I’m just, ya know, tipsy.” TJ smirked before taking another drink.

“Yeah, you sure sound like it.”

“No, I really am. I can talk and walk in a straight line and stuff… But everything’s funny, and if I do this really fast,” TJ shook his head back and forth, “the ground starts to spin, and I, like–” He stopped talking as he started to sway to the right. 

Cyrus lurched forward and grabbed TJ’s arm. His grip was tight around TJ’s forearm, but neither noticed. Cyrus was too caught up in worrying about TJ’s wellbeing, and TJ was too focused on how close Cyrus was to his body.

“Cy,” TJ breathed, grabbing Cyrus’ hand, “I know you’re giving me that look like you disapprove of everything I’m doing and you’re really concerned, but trust me, I’m fine. Alcohol is really fun! You should try it, babe.”

Cyrus’ eyes widened. He called me babe.

TJ laughed loudly. “See, this is why alcohol is so cool! I never would’ve called you babe if I was sober.”

“I think you should sit down,” Cyrus said softly, guiding the older to a porch swing.

TJ somehow managed to pull his legs into the seat crisscross applesauce and face Cyrus. He rocked with the swing, and Cyrus was worried he’d fall off the seat.

“How long until it’s 2019?” TJ asked.

Cyrus checked the time on his phone. “One minute.”

“Cool! You wanna know why I started drinking?”

“Why?”

“You’ll know in a minute!”

Cyrus chuckled. TJ’s face brightened at the sound. He leaned forward, and the swing wobbled, so Cyrus reached out and grabbed TJ’s hands to steady him.

“You’re fucking adorable,” TJ breathed. As soon as he said it, he gasped, leaned back, and covered his hands with his mouth. With his eyes wide, he looked like a child who just got in trouble.

“I said a bad word,” he whispered, between his fingers.

Cyrus laughed. “It’s okay.”

Inside, a countdown started. Cyrus heard his friends begin to shout the numbers starting at ten. 

The countdown lasted forever, and Cyrus could feel chills arise over his arms. What was going to happen at midnight? What would TJ show him?

“Three…”

“Two…”

“One…”

TJ leaned forward. He grabbed the back of Cyrus’ neck and pulled the boy to him. Right as the clock struck midnight, and the house erupted into cheers to celebrate the new year, TJ kissed Cyrus.

Cyrus could taste the tangy black cherry on TJ’s lips. To his surprise (and relief, really), the flavor wasn’t bad.

When TJ pulled away, he was grinning. “Happy New Year, Underdog.”

Cyrus was breathless. “So I guess, since you’re tipsy, you won’t remember this?”

TJ smirked. “No actually, since I’m tipsy, I’ll remember everything.”

That made Cyrus’ heart race. He grinned and grabbed TJ’s hand.

“Good.”

[holylangdon]

okay so this is a list of 200+ potential fic names that i’ve had for like a year and a half now. most of them are song titles and lyrics. this list is still being updated whenever i think of new ones ! & feel free to use them, that’s what they’re here for. you don’t have to give me credit or anything but uhhh tag me in your fic. thanks. 

anyway enjoy !

love you now

cigarette daydreams

sleeping with a friend

take me dancing

you should see me in a crown

hey, heartbreaker

take me all the way

coming down

bitches broken hearts

young gods

heaven in hiding

apparition love

crying diamonds

blueberry lemonade

40 missed calls

heaven scent

i spoke to the devil

everything will be fine

why am i so in love

everybody dies in their nightmares

before i close my eyes

your lonely star

there for me

over my head

habit

killer queen

fools gold

good old-fashioned loverboy

heaven for everyone

losing my religion

black velvet

into it

dancer in the dark

the walls

like a rockstar

devilish

right here

move me, baby

by starlight

i could cry power

my foolish heart

a love supreme

wretched and divine

i put a spell on you

just kissed my baby

hang you from the heavens

ain’t nothing like you

all your love

bury a friend

what you do to me

don’t smile at me

wasteland, baby!

shrike

arsonist’s lullabye

like real people do

do i wanna know

stolen dance

to be alone

in a week

something tragic (about you)

get closer to me

in the sunshine

dinner and diatribes

roman candle of the wild

that kind of love

to noisemaking

as it was

angel of small death

nothing fucks with my baby

we must be killers

ocean eyes

personal jesus

me and the devil

seven devils

devil’s playground

glory and gore

eyes on fire

control

call me devil

hypnotic

dark in my imagination

horns

hurts like hell

burn the witch

paint it black

black sheep

devil pulls the strings

something good

this is gospel

idle worship

king of the clouds

nine in the afternoon

dissolve me

in the woods somewhere

lavender moon

heartlines

a little wicked

raise a little hell

sisters of the moon

bottom of the river

love it if we made it

without me

breathin’

in my feelings

lucid dreams

better now

awful things

bother me

you said

the brightside

sunlight on your skin

falling down

girls

white wine

all girls are the same

will he

in tongues

love scars

yeah right

get dressed

sunflower

rockstar

congratulations

location

perfect illusion

bad at love

waste my time

call out my name

back to black

rollercoaster

one dance

tell me why i’m waiting

50 ways to leave your lover

head in the clouds

stay high

tainted love

god save our young blood

house of the rising sun

lovely

cloudy skies

red roses 

waste me

dopamine

why’d you only call me when you’re high

twisted nerve

kill me softly

don’t play

if walls could talk

sugar magnolia

empty head

friend of the devil

you really got me

don’t stand so close to me

all along the watchtower

feeble disguise

lemon, milk & honey

brown eyed girl

sunny afternoon

sounds of silence

carousel

i fall apart

i like it

four out of five

cherry cola

kiwi, strawberry & mango

pictures of girls

drunk on halloween

these days

underneath the streetlights

ground

pulling leaves off trees

less i know, the better

psycho killer

it’s only right

let the sun in

slow dancing in the dark

pretty girl

carry on

lust for life

beautiful people

beautiful problems

god bless america

high by the beach

west coast

brooklyn baby

florida kilos

born to die

off to the races

blue jeans

video games

diet mountain dew

what makes us girls

gods & monsters

eyes closed

good mourning

strangers

now or never

hopeless

castle

roman holiday

walking the line

hurricane

empty gold

is there somewhere

if that’s not love

[paladinsheadcanons]

Can’t remember if this was asked before but what is every champions favourite type of alcoholic drink? Specific to each champion? Even the non humans lol

Hello, it is I, your resident alcoholic at your service. Now, this would show stuff like bad drinking habits, so a disclaimer/warning: drink responsibly. I mean it. If you drink for the first few times, always drink with someone you trust!! 

I’m sorry for my inactivity, thesis has been very time-grabbing. It’s done now, so here I am! 

- Mod Ash 

Makoa: He has this specific recipe for a scorpion bowl cocktail he likes. It is not that alcoholic, but he likes sitting by the beach or by the view of a forest while he finishes his drink. Drinking time is mostly for himself, and to think about the day while he unwinds and enjoys a smooth cocktail. 

Fernando: Wine, definitely. Helps him sleep. He makes his own sangria with fruits and all if he’s feeling fancy, and he drinks it like it’s just juice, with ice and straw and all. He can drink this in broad daylight and he will act like it’s iced tea. 

Ruckus: He doesn’t drink much. But when he does, he sticks to brandy, as it’s smooth, but hits hard fast. Though he would rather drink with company, so he just kinda does forced small talk with Bolt as he drowns his sorrows away.

Barik: He has a large batch of fruit punch in his refrigerator that he refills his jug with. He sneakily adds more wine before stashing it away. He drinks it like anyone would iced tea, and he is very protective and possessive of his stash. His liking of the spiked fruit punch is a little concerning, but they value their lives over a sip of it. 

Ash: Vodka. She will stare you at the eye while she drinks it straight from the bottle. Also whiskey. She won’t care if it’s expensive, if she likes it, she will finish the bottle in one go. She has a high alcohol tolerance, which sort of lets her drink as she please when she’s bummed…. which is often. 

Torvald: Doesn’t drink a lot, so he sticks to spiked versions of non-alcoholic drinks, like a spiked iced tea or ginger ale. He often drinks with friends, but he does like staying sober, so he sticks to small ratios of the alcohol with the rest of the drink. 

Inara: Dislikes drinking. May have tried those blended 3% stuff that tastes like softdrinks or lemonade once, but she also didn’t like the taste of that. Will drink lemonade or fruit juice when everyone else is drinking. A lot of people have fooled her into drinking fruit punch with wine in them but it nothing happened.

Drogoz: Rum. The darker the rum, the better. Will add random crap to it to make it “spicier,” and to some people, his drinks will taste like alcoholic hot sauce. He doesn’t mind, he doesn’t really like people drinking his stuff, anyway. 

Bomb King: He can’t drink any human drink. However, he likes fooling people with drinking oil or something similar, or just chugging plain water down his robot gullet. 

Cassie: A good, classic blended Cosmopolitan. She likes it so much that she often buys non-alcoholic, powdered iced tea versions of it, which she drinks almost all the time. Sugar gets her going, if not an amazing cocktail.

Lian: Also wine, however she’s slightly pickier with her wine. She will only drink wine that is at least five years old, and will often opt for slightly sweeter variants like fruit wine. She drinks way too often for it to be healthy, however. 

Kinessa: Doesn’t drink much. However, when she does, she opts for sweeter stuff, like honey mead. When she’s not drinking, she’d immediately get any kind of coffee, no matter the kind or blend or if it has sugar or not. Coffee mead is a dangerous drink for her. 

Sha Lin: Classic brandy! He drinks it sometimes while reading or doing something passive before he goes to bed, as something to help him sleep. He doesn’t drink much outside the house, he likes being extra and drinking while in a bathtub with soaks. 

Viktor: He will go straight for really cheap gin that tastes like rubbing alcohol. He got too used to it and now he can’t drink anything else. He drinks half a bottle when he’s staying up late, then drinks the rest when he gets home. 

Tyra: She thinks she’s more refined, with her choices being scotch and very specific whiskey. When she orders a dry martini (or anything), she will make up hilariously specific instructions like “stir it for ten seconds while glancing at an unopened bottle” or “kiss the lemon peel before you garnish it on the glass.” 

Willo: The cuter the drink and the sweeter it is, the better, no matter what it is. She will sometimes shove novelty store toys in her drink, and will add fruit juices or food color to strong drinks to at least make it look a cuter color. Sure, her additions may not change the taste of her drink, but it will make the experience better. 

Evie: She does not really care about her drink, whether it is alcoholic or not. She will probably add vodka to everything to give it a kick, mostly when she feels like it. She’s taken a liking to hard lemonades.

Skye: Surprisingly does not drink much, however she would surprise people with drinking heavy drinks without breaking a sweat or getting close to drunk. It’s a useful skill to have. When she’s off-duty she prefers being sober, and only drinks flavored beer to get her tired enough to sleep. 

Androxus: He likes trying to get himself as wasted as possible. It is becoming quite a challenge. However being cursed gave him different tastebuds too, so he would often drink tons of Long Island iced teas before he feels something. He never gets as drunk as he wishes but getting closer is satisfying enough. 

Buck: He’s a huge fan of ginger ale mixed with beer! He often doesn’t really like to get drunk, as alcoholism is a thing he is trying to avoid and change. He wears off his alcoholism by changing the ratio everyday, and it works out fine for him. Eventually he just uses iced teas and lemonades as substitute for his everyday beer. 

Maeve: She does not drink much, however will not turn down a drink offered to her. However, she still prefers stealing her liquor, and she once got in trouble once for stealing a bottle of ceremonial wine and drinking it all in one go. 

Zhin: Likes more “exotic” or “local” variants of his liquor, like sake or arrack. He has a very bad alcohol tolerance despite his drinking frequency, and often drinks in places he shouldn’t be drunk in, which gets worse when he’s upset about something. 

Lex: He likes a good old fashioned best. If ever, he usually opts for simpler drinks like gin and tonic or a martini. He thinks buying liquor in places that isn’t a bar is blasphemy and he will judge you for it. He is also very specific with the way his martini is prepared.

Mal’Damba: He likes expensive drinks a lot, because he doesn’t really partake in alcoholic drinks often. His favorite is a penicillin cocktail with this very expensive scotch with very fancy ice and stuff, and it would take him two hours to finish one because he would spend the time thinking. 

Pip: He would usually accidentally drink his own concoctions when he’s too tired. Sometimes it doesn’t do much, sometimes it does make him dizzy. He once accidentally mixed beer with one of his potions and it became a quick favorite of his, but he has no idea of its side effects. He will find out in ten years probably. 

Grover: Liquor is bad for trees. He was once watered with whiskey. When offered he would take lemonade or juice. He’s surprisingly not picky and wold take anything offered to him, even though it is probably not the best idea. After getting “drunk” he would fall asleep faster, so he would usually “drink” if he’s about to hibernate. 

Grohk: Will drink anything. Will eat anything. Sadly, he gets too drunk when he drinks too much. Lately he has taken a liking to Irish coffees, which does numbers to his energy and his posture. It is still not a good idea to have him drink, especially if it is coffee and liquor at the same time. 

Seris: Wine? Wine. She likes the aesthetic. It doesn’t do much for her, however, she just drinks it around people to look cool or to intimidate. She definitely likes the taste is becoming a connoisseur herself. When alone, she’d opt for a harder whiskey or stronger wines. It doesn’t do anything, but she can always pretend. 

Ying: Usually sticks to mudshakes because they’re sweet and barely alcoholic. It’s 10% alcohol but it doesn’t matter. She also likes whiskey cakes and other alcoholic desserts in lieu of a drink, because oftentimes she just doesn’t feel like looking like she went through seven hells, she has to look cute while de-stressing. 

Jenos: He would “drink” that futuristic alcohol air from a bottle, because he thinks drinking is all about the experience and having fun with it. He just goes on to find more absurd ways of getting drunk, somewhat not realizing he probably won’t get close to tipsy. 

Strix: He is still a bit of a country man, so he still favors moonshine. But not just any moonshine. Moonshine cherries. He likes moonshine-soaked fruit. Moonshine-anything. He doesn’t have the tolerance for it, however. 

Talus: He’s a child for Christ’s sake, he’s not drinking. He just likes fruit juice and hot chocolate maybe. Some others did try to hand him beer, though, with… catastrophic results. I’ll leave you to guess what happened. 

Terminus: “Do I still give a crap,” he says, as he finishes a bottle of absinthe. Does he still care? He doesn’t. He will drink the entire bottle if he wants, nothing will happen, it’s just like water to him. What do you expect, he’s a rock person. 

Vivian: She likes drinking, but she doesn’t like getting drunk, so she usually just sticks to a rum and coke. She would change the ratio of run and cola depending on how annoyed she is with everyone around her. 

Moji: She doesn’t really drink much, however she’s down for a mean milkshake. The wilder the better. Would often add stuff that’s not really supposed to belong there, like syrup, or food coloring, or charcoal. 

Khan: He has a flask of… stuff hidden in his armor somewhere. What is in it? Even he doesn’t know. He usually fills it with something and fill it up with something else the next day without cleaning it out, resulting in a weird new cocktail everyday that he will chug in public without shame. 

[youngcheesecaketale]

Clonetober #5 Drunken Confessions

JUST TO LET YOU GUYS KNOW THAT IN THIS STORY YOU WILL HEAR THE WORDS KISS AND SEX. Sorry about that. It is clean. After a long day from fighting a war or doing paper work (That would be Cody and Fox) it’s good to have a nice time to go to the 79 Club to get drunk or to party with girls. Fives, Echo, Hardcase, Jesse and Kix were at the Club. Each of them had a favorite drink that they would get when they were their. Jesse was a Coke Cola with cherries flavor with a shot of whiskey mixed in. Kix was Coke Cola. He would drink that when ever his with FIVES, HARDCASE, and JESSE because he would be one to make sure they didn’t drink too much or get in trouble. When he’s not with those 3, he would get a Coke Cola with cherries flavor with a shot of whiskey mixed in but would have 2 straws so he can share with Jesse. Fives and Hardcase was Tequila with a DROP of Coke Cola. It’s basically just straight Tequila. Finally Echo. His favorite drink is water. Yep. Just water. He’s afraid that Fives, Hardcase, and Jessie would put something in his drink or those 3 would get so drunk that he and Kix would have to carry them to ship. When his not with them, he gets Lemonade. Sometimes he will get a lemon for his Lemonade. Echo doesn’t like to drink. Anyway, now that you guys know what everyone likes, we can now get to the main story. You won’t believe what Fives says.

Fives, Hardcase, and Jesse got drunk after drinking about 3 REALLY TALE GLASSES of their drinks. Echo and Kix love see what crazy things that those 3 say when they get drunk. Fives was slurring when he was speaking. He said “I Saw A Cute Girl And She Kiss Me. I Wanted To Kiss Her Back But I Knew I Couldn’t.” Kix was asking him “Why did you stop from kissing her back?” Fives respond saying “I Couldn’t Kiss Her Because I’m Married to Echo.” Kix and the others started laughing except Echo. He started to blush knowing that Fives told everyone that they were married.(Again, I will tell you about that later.) Luckily it was dark enough that they couldn’t really see him blushing. Echo was able to feel better because he loved him and plus those 3 would forget what they said. Hardcase was next. He also was slurring when he was speaking. He said, “Oh Yeah! I Got Something Better Then That! I saw Cody And Obi Wan Holding Hands Yesterday!” Everyone laughed not noticing that Cody was also in the Club and heard everything. He was about to go up and talk to them but he knew that they needed a break. They and CODY both deserved a break from the battle they just finished. Besides. Cody was to tired to talk to them and left the Club to get some rest. They knew that they will forget about it when they get a hangover. Finally it was Jesse’s turn. Jesse was also slurring his words too. He said, “ I Got Something Better Then That!”. Hardcase still drunk saying “Oh Yeah! What Do You Got That’s Better Then Mine!”. Jesse said, “Mine Is Better Then Yours Is Because...Me And Kix Have Sex Every Night!”. After hearing that, Jesse was the only ONE laughing. That’s when Kix said, “Well...Umm...I think you had enough drinks for tonight” as he took the drink out of Jesse’s hand. After Kix took his drink, Echo and Kix got those 3 and heading back to...actually. Kix called their Brother Fox to help them get those 3 out of the Club. Fox helped Echo and Kix take them back to the base but to decided to put them in the Coruscant Jail’s Drunk Tank(actually a room with padding on the floors and the walls so no one who is in there can’t hurt themselves) to have them sleep it off.

Thank you for reading my story. Hope you guys liked it.

[blogs-a-clusterfuck]

all 65 questions

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?Like aliens? Because no. There has to be another species out in the universe 2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?1, the dark doesn’t scare me 3. The person you would never want to meet?Donald trump 4. What is your favorite word?Fuck5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?I’d like to say a birch or maybe cherry blossom tree6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?Damn I love my new piercing 7. What shirt are you wearing?None, I’m in the bath rn8. What do you label yourself as?Not really sure tbh. But I’m a girl9. Bright room or dark room?Dark room10. What were you doing at midnight last night?Baking a whole ass pan of brownies and apple pie11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?Probably now honestly. I’ve had more fun being 18 and 19 then any other age, but 19 by far has been great12. Who told you they loved you last?My friend Alissa 13. Your worst enemy?I can’t think of one tbh. I try not to stay mad at people. Unless it’s my roommate because he makes me so mad and I make him super mad14. What is your current desktop picture?It’s just a blue background but it was Shawn Mendes 15. Do you like someone?No not right now. I did but I’m over it16. The last song you listened to?God is a women by Ariana Grande 17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?No one? I don’t want to kill someone. Idk maybe hitler?18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?Trump 19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?Shawn Mendes 😂 and just hang with me 20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)Ummmm I like my smile and recently I’ve really liked my cheekbones somereason?21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?I’d look like a boy? And honestly I’d just do shit with my dick. Like go pee somewhere standing up, look at it. I’m curious what it’s like to have sex and not worry about pregnancy 🤷🏻‍♀️22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?I don’t think so?23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?Lightning, like severely 24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.Steak and cheese25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?I wouldn’t I’d save that shit or actually maybe get a tattoo26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?Australia 27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?Mikes hard lemonade in black cherry. Ugh I want to live off that stuff28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? No being mean29. What is your favorite expletive?Fuck and any variation ex. Fuckface, fucker, fuck ass, etc.30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?My phone.31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?Oh jeez. Maybe like one of my memories between my dad and I 32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!Is this a question? I’d move to Europe probably 33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?My little brother34. What was your last dream about?It was about me getting super drunk and hooking up with my roommate/neighbor from my dorm (which half happened I just wasn’t drunk 😬😬)35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?Listener? I like to think so.36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?No37. Have you ever built a snowman?Yes38. What is the color of your socks?I have none on39. What type of music do you like?Pretty much everything 40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?Sunsets cause then you see stars41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?Coffee or mint42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)Patriots 43. Do you have any scars?Yeah a lot44. What do you want to be when you graduate?Hopefully a children’s psychiatrist 45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?My weight46. Are you reliable?Yes47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?How do you feel/how’s life did it get better48. Do you hold grudges?I try not too, I don’t think I have any 49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?A big bumblebee house pet50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?My fucking group chat with my roommate Sarah and the roommate/neighbor from the question above. It’s so fucking weird and a lot of personal things are said without any care 😅51. Are you a good liar?When I need to be52. How long could you go without talking?Not long 53. What has been you worst haircut/style?When I was like 10 I cut my hair too short54. Have you ever baked your own cake?Yes55. Can you do any accents other than your own?Not really 56. What do you like on your toast?Butter, peanut butter or nutella57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?Uhhhh I think a bunny at work?58. What would be you dream car?I don’t really have one but I’d like a Jeep limo59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.I sing and dance all the time60. Do you believe in aliens?Yes61. Do you often read your horoscope?All the time62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?I think a cursive z63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?DINOSAURS64. What do you think about babies?I love them but I only want one I think.65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.I didn’t get a question