#praying drunk

[seilnakyle]

just wanted to put the panel of Bruce being a genuine drunk teen disaster chatting up Selina on what is clearly a terrible night for her next to drunk 20 something Jason being silly listening to Artemis trauma dump 🫶🏻

[iocaisaint]

I've just downed an entire bottle of muscat so I will not remember posting this but the level of self insertion in the ACOTAR fandom is kind of crazy

Like I'll take Nesta cause she's my fave but the whole thing of you either like or hate Nesta based on whether "you've had a Nesta or been a Nesta" is crazy...if I was to project myself onto a character in the acotar verse my life is probably most similar to Feyre's but that holds no influence on how much I like or dislike a character.

I enjoyed/found Nesta's character pre-ACOSF because I thought her anger at father was justified, I understood her transference of hatred of the situation she was in/papa Archeron onto Feyre for having the gall to save them deeply interesting.

I thought her relationship with Elain (and Feyre's or an extent) was a good look at how children are conditioned to protect whoever is presented as the most vulnerable and how you eventually start to resent them for that

I thought the fact that she hated Feyre (canon please read the bonus chapter) but would still make a deal with a mercenary and cross into Pyrthian on sheer principle fascinating.

I found her hating here position post forced transition into a Fae but still doing everything asked of her eye opening into her character.

I thought that her character being deemed "morally grey" by the fandom because of her interpersonal relationships while actually being the most morally rigid character in the acotarverse interesting because it shows how female characters are often stripped to their worst selves even when shown growth past this and aren't given the same leniency or complexity as male characters even while having it written on page.

I hate this era of relatability we've been forced into where you need to decide whether you like a character on the basis of whether they share similarities with people who have done you right or wrong in real life. Nesta is my fave based on the merit of how she's written.. end of.

I also hated the idea where you would hate a character if you knew them in real life. I refuse to divulge my personal information here but as aforementioned if we're talking about characters I've basically been a much worse off version of Feyre but Nesta didn't hurt me, she isn't real.

[cockroachesunite]

Priorities

[victoryshowers]

txt posts r my only fandom contributions bc i never post art or finish fics even tho i make both LOL

edit: i realized i’ve already posted that tosh one uhhmm ignore that ^_^

[allthe-starss]

SOLO (drunk?) AMANGELA SMOSH MOUTH!!! i don’t know what it’s like to lose

[68spidey]

FFXIV? On MY page? I'm sure no one's surprised.

Introduced Enahi to a buddy's very pretty, very tall rabbit- was then told she would eat him alive if given the chance.

Godspeed, young man 🫡

[pollux-starsz]

Picked up an OC I didn't draw at all this year so why not start now by adding her into @wyervan's DCA Slasher AU with her best friend (Kalamela)? :3

She's SUPER fun to draw! Art and text under the cut -w-

Natalie Woods (NOT after the actress)

Translation (If you cannot read the writing):

- Goth-ish(?) Hoping I portrayed the goth aesthetic right qwq

- Her actual name is Jí-Míng

- 27 years old

- 5'11"

- Chinese

- Moved to the USA @ 18

- Kalamela's BFF 💙😆

- Has 3 dogs (one being a service dog)

- She has Narcolepsy (Type 1), hence why one dog is a trained service dog.

Okay! Info because I'm a certified Yapper™

- She met Kalamela when they lived together as roommates, both have been inseparable since. They talk almost every day.

- She works as a body piercer at a nice jewelry shop in the city. About an hour drive from Kalamela's work place (which is around a 20 minute drive from the Arcade, for a better idea of what I'm thinking.)

- She met Sun and Moon through Kalamela, thinks they're super neat and freaky. She likes freaks, she's a fellow freak herself after all!

- Hypes up Moon's crazy fucking antics, sees him as that cousin you see every 3 Christmas family get-togethers. Loves him a ton, likes to fuck with him a lot. Still holds a high score one of her favorite games after competing against him. (He is not amused.)

- Adores Sun's admiration to handle the Arcade (and Moon) on a daily basis. Finds him to act a lot like a cuddly bear at times, thinks he needs a break. She will not let him clean the Arcade without causing a problem with Moon.

- Her and Kalamela have girl nights every Friday, they prefer different things rather than going out to drink or partying. They'll watch horror movies, just sitting on the couch eating pizza. They paint each others nails and play stupid games, try on outfits of the others, fun stuff!

- She wasn't shocked at Sun and Moon's height but was (somewhat) surprised they were over six and a half feet tall. When Kalamela talked about them, she imagined them to be shorter. Well, shorter than her anyways.

- Just because I said so, she gave Moon one of his ear piercings. I need them to be like "Holy shit, you again!?" In the best way possible when they see each other again. (Knew each other for maybe an hour or so and felt like long lost sister and brother. Do NOT leave them alone together.)

- She's a great cook, likes to cook with Kalamela a lot. Considered cooking for the boys as does Kalamela, hasn't had the time although.

- She's aware of them being serial killers (with a cause), and doesn't dwell on it. She doesn't care what people do as long as she and her best friend don't die!

- Was born into a wealthy family but tries to just stay out of all the family drama. She doesn't use her money like crazy unless she needs too. Likes to spoil her friends when she can, although!

End of my suffering rambles :3c

sigggghhhh.... slasher boys save me slasher boys............

[astracora]

A Mandated Holiday Break - Chapter 8

Characters: Sylus x gn!mc (poly lads)

Warnings: Sylus myth mentioned, mild hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1424

Written: 22nd December 2024

Notes: Post-relationship Sylus/MC-centric but poly LADs, with my personal pov of the game and lil headcanons littered in.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

Masterlist AO3

Sylus enjoys a karaoke bar, especially if he's got access to you for a duet. You tease him but you'll always join him, hanging onto his arm and letting loose, and he sometimes falters over the words because he's too busy watching your face.

Still, this is good too. You've set up the game system that the doctor bought for his base, presenting it with a sigh. 'You won't know the right one.'

He'd been a little insulted, but he'd acquiesced, in the end the doctor knows gaming better than he does. It's never appealed to him, and he's never had real time to try. A sing-a-long game is loading up, yelling out 'let's sing' loudly from the speaker system.

You'd presented it to him with the doctor, beaming, "You'll like this one, I promise!"

The fish had groaned from the sofa, "Why do we all have to suffer the crow's crooning?"

As much as you've teased him for being out of tune, you've always encouraged him. He can't count how many times you've asked him to hum for you. Lay against his chest, and unable to sleep for nightmares.

The reason for the at-home karaoke session, are the cocktails that Luke has decided he wants to try making. Kieran is his primary test dummy, and if anything doesn't make him spit it straight back out. You're trying them.

It's ill advised… Sylus knows you're not a light weight, but he does know you and the twins can get competitive. It feels like it's only moments before you start doing shots together, and if that happens he's bound to get dragged in, and as quick healing as he is, he doesn't fancy driving anyone anywhere. Nor does he want to get into a taxi with someone he doesn't trust. Not with you and the twins.

He needs you safe.

He also blames you for Luke’s new hobby, you’d showed them some movies, made comments about how stylish a good bartender is, (He hadn’t filed that information away, to practice. At all.), and Luke had taken that as a challenge.

“It can’t be that hard.”

“Yeah! You can do it bro!”

You’d laughed and not thought anything of it. They’d gone out, and returned with… boxes.

Then raided his alcohol supply.

He’d dragged them both back by the scruff of the neck when they went for the very expensive top shelf. In no world were they mixing that with… was that moonshine? Where did they even get moonshine from?

He doesn’t see you drunk often, there are times you’re out in busy places because you feel you have to attend, and he’s seen you drink then to soften the anxiety and stress. You always call someone to be there then, drunk you is far more willing to rely on others. He also has seen you drink when you feel safe, has carried you on his arm more than once in those situations.

You apologise but there’s no need, especially when he gets to see the embarrassed but enamoured look on your face as he holds you in one arm. Your fingers drifting over the veins in his bicep, with a look he can only describe as hungry. He flexes a little more than he needs to on those occasions.

(There was one time you’d made a comment about beef clod, and he had truly not known how to respond.)

He can see you getting to that point now, you’re trying something green that you and Kieran are sipping from the same glass with separate straws. Luke is taking his turn at the microphone, singing something about what he wants for Christmas. Sylus is unsure if the radioactive green drink is good for either of you, but you don’t look sick, still. He’s wary, and flicks your forehead. As you put a hand to the targeted area, pulling away with an offended ‘Oi’, he grabs the glass and sips from your straw.

“Aww, Boss come on.”

It’s… not as bad as he expected, but he can’t imagine drinking it for fun.

Whether his taste buds are ‘broken’ like you’ve claimed before, and its somehow worse than he tastes, he still doesn’t feel good about putting it back in either your’s or Kieran’s hands. So he downs it.

Wrinkling his nose and pushing the glass away.

Before you can grab another concoction, now that Luke is back and shoving something else onto his brother, (He’s going to have to hide the key to the liquor cabinet he thinks, if this becomes a long standing hobby for them.), he pulls you over to the karaoke machine. “It’s our turn kitten, I’m owed a song for saving you from a terrible fate.”

Your tongue is out at him, but you stumble over grabbing his arm to steady yourself, and pick up the controller to find something you both know well enough to get through it with little effort.

His song repertoire has grown substantially since you’ve reentered his life, he feels confident that anything you sing to often he has memorised. Catalogued away to think about on nights you’re not here to sing for him.

When you’re satisfied, lining up a particular choice, you thrust the microphone into his hand, that’s not currently steadying you at the waist.

You look right at him when the song starts, familiar with some things enough to sing them blindfolded, and as tipsy as you are, with your voice wavering a little, he’s as starstruck as he always is.

“And I’d give up forever to touch you, ‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow, You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be, And I don’t want to go home right now.”

There’s moments in his life, where Sylus wonders if he blinks, will you disappear? A fragile illusion on a wishful soul. That someone, somewhere has truly seen into him and seen something worth adoring and loving. He thinks you are easy to love, there can be no doubt that you are worthy without the need to earn it.

“And all I can taste is this moment, And all I can breathe is your life.”

You have reminded him, again and again that you love him, that he does not need to pay for it, or gift for it. That everything that is offered is freely given, and wholehearted. That there is nothing to earn. It is not a transaction, no relationship should be. You do not keep score, and you would rather he did not either.

“And sooner or later it’s over, I just don’t want to miss you tonight.”

It still leaves him with the feeling that in seconds he could wake up, in a cold cave, surrounded by gems he no longer sees beauty in, in a world where he is nothing but broken horns and lost family.

“And I don’t want the world to see me, ‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand, When everything’s meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.”

He loves you, he loves his life with you, and he is so scared-

Your hands move to his cheeks, his voice halts, wavering and pausing. Blinking at you. The microphone is out of your hands and you stretch up as tall as you can pressing a kiss to his eyelids. He almost drops his own, hand tightening on your waist. You sing just for him, lips at his cheek now, and his breath escapes in a long exhale, shaking.

You are his, you are his, you are his.

When his heart wavers, yours is there, keeping it beating, in time to a song only you can hear.

He is yours, he is yours, he is yours.

“I just want you to know who I am.”

He lifts you into his arms, and he sings with you, game forgotten because it doesn’t matter. Nothing else matters. If you are happy, he is happy, and he is so very happy with you in his arms.

If he wakes up tomorrow and you are not here, he will find you anywhere. He has done it before, and he will do it for the rest of time, because you are the one who sees him.

And later, when you are laughing and stumbling through his bedroom door, trying to pull away from the uncontrolled kisses he plants on your skin, tickling you and nipping, he will swear into your skin that he will always see you too.

Whoever you choose to be.

[fellshish]

Do you think Crowley or Aziraphale have ever drunk dialed each other and said something a little too flirty or honest or stupid?

What if he hasn’t yet, but in the new season crowley leaves the most pathetic, wet cat, blubbering mess, heartfelt message on aziraphale’s heavenly answering machine and the metatron gets to it first and erases it

[lilaccatholic]

aaaaaaaaaahhhh the church job i applied for sent a list of follow up questions which, while a (seemingly?) good sign, is making my anxiety and imposter syndrome flare up SO bad

pray for me????

[leawesomesloth]

A little meme redraw specially featuring the feng xin pei ming RP accounts from twt 🤣

(They had been recounting the night they got drunk and made out and mu qing is not happy about that)

[no-ditches-no-bitches]

Who is your #1 wife? >:)

“…mhmmmmmm..sssssss…vellllll..:D”

Truth being told; none because he’s not committed enough to have one 💔

[el-cabroncito]

I found a new song to edit rosquez to and I need to learn how to do I can make cause it’s a perfect song. It’s called burning down by Alex Warren

These are the lyrics

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

heavy breathing . i NEED to write a kitsune!geto x reader fic a la kamisama kiss 😞😞😞

[deathprincess]

I prefer closing the bar becuz better hour better monies but i like opening the bar because i will pray over the tables and chairs before da people come in ^_^

[lavendermin]

What new situation can I put jing yuan in today for a little blurb to write