#tequila imagine

[somehauntedfire]

It's day 24 of Pizzatober!

Pizza tequila

[rape-dolls]

umm i kissed a guy at the bar...!!!

[anachronismstellar]

Hello this is that anon. CONSIDER. UNO. OR MAKAO I GUESS.

BUT IT ALSO DEVOLVES INTO THE "GET NAKED" VERSION.

Also. "i knew you had a king somewhere *looks down*" "Oh i always serve queens and kings ;)"

ANON PLS FJSBAKDBSKDJS THIS IS HILARIOUS OMGGGGGG

OK, card game it is! I like the uno idea bc the image of Airplane making his cards is hilarious in my head fkshskdjs

Oh all the friendships lost, their world is not ready for it

Plus,,,,,, draw +2 or drink a shot can be their drunk game yesssss

[sweetasmiele]

you cannot tell me that little rebel mirajane didn’t have laxus buying her alcohol and flirt with him any chance she got

[theflyingfeeling]

hi yes it's me writing another Olli/Allu shortie, inspired by the tags in @xgiuliawrites' latest fic (which y'all should go read immediately if you haven't), particularly I was intrigued by the tags sauna, masturbation, and accidental voyeurism 😳

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Aleksi had not meant for it to happen, because of course he hadn't. He hadn't planned to let his imagination run quite so wild, too wild, while sitting next to Olli in the sauna just moments ago, trying to look everywhere else but Olli's happy trail, trying hard not to imagine the salty taste if he was to place a hungry kiss there (he blamed Porko's stupid playlist which had Olli humming a song about pouring tequila in one's belly button in between throwing more water on the stones, pushing Aleksi's agony to the brink of his sanity).

Likewise, he had not intented to grow a semi while washing himself, the knowledge that Olli might have been staring at his bare backside the entire time exciting Aleksi as much as intimidating him (he blamed the wonky reflection on the shower tap the revealed Olli's eyes travelling up and down his body as he showered).

Even less so, his intention being to get out of the changing room and in the cold winter air as fast as he could to kill his budding boner before it would become a problem, he most certainly had not forgotten his toiletry bag on the changing room bench on purpose. Yet, there he was now, mouth hanging open at the sight he was witnessing through the tinted glass door of the sauna, the toiletry bag and his plans of cooling down long forgotten (for which he only had himself to blame, let's face it).

With his long lashes resting against his cheekbones, it was clear Olli had not noticed Aleksi's return, otherwise he obviously wouldn't have ended up in this situation. That was why he should've turned back the second he had realised what was happening on the other side of the glass door separating the sauna and the changing room, as that's what a good friend and a decent person would've done, immediately and with no hesitation. However, as the past week had proved, Aleksi was not a good friend; verily, he was a horrible, useless, and immoral friend who had gone and started having sexual fantasies about his hot, funny and super cute bandmate late at night while sleeping next to that very bandmate on their song-writing camp combined with a winter holiday (even if no one could hardly blame Aleksi for it, because who wouldn't start lusting over the divine being that was Olli Matela, especially when one got to lay beside his gorgeous naked body at night).

Indeed, there was no denying Aleksi was no decent person either, not with his eyes nailed to Olli as he pleasured himself in the heat of the sauna.

The soles of Olli's feet were pressed against the foot rail, which was exactly how Aleksi had left him, but while Olli's knees had then been close together with his arms relaxed on them, they were now wide apart to fully expose Olli's cock, pointing towards the ceiling with his hand stroking it at a leisurely pace. The hardness of his erection, standing proudly while Olli's fingers slid up and down the length, was a dead giveaway that Olli had wasted no time since Aleksi had left – either that, or he, too, had felt the strange, steamy tension during their shared sauna moment.

While Olli's right hand was devoted to rubbing his erection, his left one was free to roam all over his sweaty torso, which did nothing to ease the building pressure in Aleksi's pants. Aleksi let out a lustful sigh as he watched Olli's hand caress his own abdomen, fondling the happy trail Aleksi himself had lusted over just a few moments ago. When the hand moved up again to massage Olli's chest and to tease a red, harneded nipple, Aleksi had to sunk his teeth into his bottom lip to stop himself from whining out loud. He craved to replace Olli's hand with his own, to be the one giving Olli such bliss that had his head thump against the sauna panelling and his stomach sinking in a deep, euphoric sigh.

Only then – hearing the thud of Olli's head resting against the wall behind him – Aleksi could bear to leave the sight of Olli's body and look up at his face instead. There, Aleksi found a small smile, only barely visible through the coloured glass door, but it spoke volumes of how much Olli was enjoying himself. Aleksi wished he could've joined Olli in his pleasure, perhaps even be the reason for it, but for now he had to settle for palming himself through his trousers to give his own aching cock some much-needed relief. Shortly after, guilt forced him to remove his hand and dig his nails into his thighs when he felt himself getting close to coming embarrassingly quickly.

He should leave. He should throw himself in the snow and let the blizzard bury him, or whatever it would take to reboot his brain and erase all the images of Olli sitting on the sauna bench with his legs spread and his hand pumping up and down on his long, rock-hard cock, because there was no way he would be able to look his friend in the eye after this, let alone sleep next to him under any circumstances.

Just when Aleksi had convinced himself to make his silent escape and perhaps drown himself in the hole Tommi and Niko had sawed in the ice for some post-sauna ice swimming, as that was the least he deserved for being such a pervert, a low moan from the sauna nailed Aleksi's feet to the floor.

His eyes found Olli's erection again to immediately notice that the earlier calm, almost lazy pace of Olli's hand had now been replaced with a much quicker one, one that was determined to take Olli closer to his release with each long stroke. His left hand had abandoned his nipple and was instead fondling his balls, which seemed to bring Olli a great deal of additional pleasure, if the ecstatic expression on his face was anything to go by.

"Aaahhhh... aaaahhhhhh..." Olli's grunts went straight to Aleksi's cock that was twitching inside his boxers as if to poke at Aleksi for his attention. He didn't dare touch himself again, though, having decided he'd rather freeze his own penis by sticking his hard-on in a bank of snow than walk through the living room with jizz in his pants.

As Olli's moans grew louder and more frequent, Aleksi realised he wouldn't probably even need to grab his cock to come undone in his pants from just looking at Olli, at his hardened bicep, at his hair-covered chest expanding and sinking rapidly, at his glistening cock inside his fist that hastened its movements by the second until streaks of white fell on Olli's stomach with one last moan (more like a whine (more like the sweetest single sound that had ever blessed Aleksi's ears)).

Aleksi ignored the throbbing in his pants as he devoured Olli, who was now relaxing against the wall completely, his fingers but resting on his still hard member instead of gripping it in search for an orgasm.

A satisfied, laid-back smile spread on Olli's lips, and all too late Aleksi understood what for. All too late, Aleksi realised he had missed his cue to cut and run in shame, when Olli opened his eyes to look straight into his.

Olli's smile didn't falter, and there was no sign of shock or embarassement in his dark gaze. If anything, the smile widened, and the already horny look in his eyes grew ever more lewd as it flickered between Aleksi's face and his crotch, Aleksi's hand doing a poor job hiding the tent on the front of this sweatpants.

Olli raised an eyebrow and nodded towards it.

"Need a hand with that?"

[cassiopeia-grimm]

Photo (Pinterest)

Sure, they're not related by blood, but they're closer than a real family. Their code of honor is a pillar of their union.

They are very good riders and great gentlemen. They can't resist coming to the aid of a lady in distress. If they have the love of their life near them, they'll do anything to make her happy.

[transingthoseformers]

BREAKDOWN: *gently patting Soundwave’s arm a little nervous* Drink? *offers an Energon Margarita*

SOUNDWAVE: *takes the Space Tequila Bottle instead*

KNOCK OUT: Oooh, Commander Soundwave impressive.

SOUNDWAVE: Soundwave: Very impressive. Desire: get wasted.

KOBD: We can help with that.

Soundwave has washsd his hands of Decepticon high command love life.

Yepppp. And the long married couple are trying to hard to comfort him because they're in on the vehicon gossip mill. They've seen this type of thing so many times. Time for the three of them to get absolutely hammered and play "Fuck, Kill, Marry" about the Thirteen.

[ilottthepilot]

okay, i'm gonna say it. I can't picture what alcohol free tequila would taste like in the slightest

[kralmajales]

The world is lucky I’m a nonbinary lesbian because it would be OVER for everybody if I was a straight girl.

[passiveagressivepoet]

cas would 10000000% love hyperpop and incredibly gay pop music i swear that man would love all of Slut Pop and would tear it up in the gay club to his gay little bangers

[jupiter-balls]

Thank you @lizardbrainhours I appreciate being tagged 🥺

Rules: List 5 songs you have been listening to and tag 5-10 people to do the same 

Hard to do because I've mainly been listening to Eurovision non stop but I do have more unique offerings 😂

Interrupt the girl power thing for blorbo time 😂

Tagging @pastlink (you know I tag you in everything music related 🥰) @ladysorbus @lonelyvomit @theflyingfeeling @necessarytragedies @because-its-eurovision @beautifulwater @leopardom @man-made-misery @thisisntaparty if you want to of course 😘

[convoloutedinjoke]

Currently writing swap AU where Kim is just himself on hard mode. Like he wakes up in a clean, normal room, puts on the same outfit as always and doesn't tell anyone he's forgotten everything until Harry wheedles it out of him by badgering him for One Singe Secret (he cant remember any).

He then goes outside and points a gun at a civilian over a perceived threat.

[honeyedlashton]

Swancoded 🦢🌸🌿🍓💝🕊️🌹

(from Honey’s perspective)

For: @plushyluke been thinkin of you recently, and this is what I’ve been seeing. Beautiful, beautiful best friend💘

[liverpool-enjoyer]

Not gonna lie, Jose's class would be chaotic in my opinion-

halfway through the year jose jus gets past the point of caring abt disciplining them so he jus day drinks in class n lets the students wreak havoc

[niuxita21]

My life will never be the same again hbu

[xconsumedbymoss]

just imagining how different history would be if we changed what parts of the world found out about different alcohols. someone please give the ancient greeks vodka, let’s see what philosophy we get they’re drunk on tito’s instead of red wine