#the hangover series

[sognareleggiesogna]

RECENSIONE: Christmas Beats di Roberta Damiano

Cari Sognatori, Rosanna ha letto il secondo volume della serie The Hangover Series, scritto da Roberta Damiano !!! SERIE: The Hangover Series vo 2 GENERE: Music romance, Christmas romance DATA DI PUBBLICAZIONE: 11 novembre 2024 EBOOK-KU / CARTACEO Affiliati Amazon “Se non posso avere lei, non avrò più nessuna donna.” Drew McLennan, affascinante sceriffo della città e musicista per la band…

[tommydarlings]

THAT MAN MAKES ME GO SO FERAL RN, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!

i just watched the hangover series and omg. bradley cooper as phil wenneck???? good lord, i got lost in his eyes…multiple times.

you can’t hear me right now but please assume that i am barking viciously. he’s so hollywood i love it 💟💟

[stuffnonsenseandotherthings]

Currently the most unrealistic part of 4 Minutes is that Great, a cat owner, is able to sleep in until 11.

[crystalskies42]

Y'all I binged all three seasons of Sweet Tooth in three days

Who's your favorite character????

[crowlixcx]

Broadchurch | S2EP4 | Alec Hardy's Wettest Moments (Part 1)

[veinsfullofstars]

🍷 Kirbtober 2024 Day 22: Ship or Hangout 🍷

(ID: Kirby series fanart of Daroach and Dark Meta Knight overindulging on “fancy grape juice” together, their faces brightly flushed from the several bottles standing empty around them. The thief sits with a glass held loosely in one paw, laughing and resting the other paw on the unmasked knight’s head as he lays sprawled over Daroach’s torso, disgruntled but not particularly inclined to move, his wing lazily draped over them both. END ID.)

��Ha! Who's the *hic* lightweight now, sunshine?”

“Mmrrghshuddup. Smartass rat with your stupid pretty mouth stupid mmghngh..."

Previous Day | Next Day | Prompt List (made by @/paintpanic)

Started on 10/02/24, finished on 10/03/24. | Kirbtober 2023 Comp

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Hangover 5

Warnings: dubcon, noncon, other possible triggers. Proceed with caution.

Please leave any and all feedback! 💚💚💚💚💚💚

Part of The Club AU

You help Will fold his laundry. You refuse to do all of it but he’s brought enough that you feel bad letting him do it by himself. Besides, it’s a good opportunity to chat. A better one to distract yourself. 

Despite the time passed, a whole night, and your best efforts, you can’t shake your drive with Officer Storm. It’s impossible to forget the cold air and your nakedness. The humiliation lingers and has you restless. As you tuck away the last pair of socks in Will’s bag, you wince as he says, “mom?” 

“Yeah, what’s up?” You step back. 

“You okay? You been quiet.” 

“Oh, yeah, yeah, just tired,” you muster a smile, “work has been a bit much, you know?” 

“Right, yeah,” you see the flicker of guilt in his eyes, “mom...” 

You laugh, but not meanly, “how much do you need, honey?” 

“I’m sorry--” 

“Don’t be,” you wave off his apology. He shouldn’t be sorry. You know he’s only asking you because his father said no. You’re bum ex can’t be arsed to pay any tuition, so why would he cover any other expenses. “I’m sure I can figure something out.” 

“Yeah, you know, I wouldn’t ask unless... unless I really needed it. There’s this internship. It’s like kinda a grant but there’s an application fee so...” 

“It’s good,” you pat his bones chest, “Will, it’s money. If you happy and healthy, I’m happy.” 

He smiles offers a one-armed hug. For a boy his age, that’s a big gesture. You accept it but can’t help making it two-armed. You squeeze him tighter than you mean too and he wheezes as you cling to him. 

“Mom! I was just home two week ago.” 

“I know, honey, I just... missed you,” you stay as you are. He sighs and wraps you up. You rock him, closing your eyes against the sudden swell of heat behind them. “I love you so much.” 

“Mom, I know,” confusion laces his voice, “Mom,” he rubs your back, “I love you too.” 

You sniffle and dip your head down, hiding as you draw away from him. You roll your eyes back against your tears. You hold onto that feeling, of your son’s hug, it’s enough to chase away that heavy weight in your hips where Officer Storm had held you. 

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He scoffs. 

“Yeah, I... menopause,” you laugh off but it’s not as breezy as you intend. “Old ladies and their hormones.” 

“Right,” a shade of skepticism lingers in his voice. 

The doorbell rings suddenly and you both jump, laughing at the fright. You shake your head and tramp down the hall to answer it. Will hovers in the doorway but doesn’t follow.  

You open the door and nearly shriek. It’s him. Officer Storm. He smirks and his eyes twinkle. He winks and tilts his head pompously, reciting your name. 

You gulp, “sir?” 

“Mom? Is that a cop?” Will comes down towards you. 

“Ah, don’t worry about it, son,” Storm says, “I’m just doing my good deed for the day.” He flicks up a card between his thick fingers, “this was turned in down at the station. A king samaritan found it on the pavement.” 

You fight a tremour as it rises, “thank you, officer.” 

“Not at all, ma’am,” he holds it out between his index and middle fingers. 

You take it and look at it. It’s your ID. Or maybe it’s a trick. 

“Everything okay?” Storm asks. 

You flinch and nod, “of course. I appreciate you bringing this by.” 

“That’s what I do,” he winks. “You have a good day.” 

He nods and backs up. His eyes rove up and down before he turns and struts away. He has the type of swagger men who don’t last more than a minute have. You shudder and shut the door. 

“Nice of him,” Will says. 

“Sure,” you agree as you twist the lock into place. 

You turn back and walk to the kitchen. As you grab your purse, you can barely get it undone. You remember picking it up from the car seat, the bite of frost in the air, the noise of the police scanner. Your wallet falls out of your grasp as you pull it through the zipper. 

“Mom,” Will says, “you’re shaking.” 

“I’m fine,” you insist sharply, “I just... I didn’t sleep well. I need a coffee.” 

He stares at you, concerned tautening his jaw. You look back at him and nearly whimper. He isn’t much younger than that officer. A decade at most between them. Could he be like that? Officer Johnny is someone’s son too and he did that to you, someone’s mother. 

“Want me to make you one?” Will sounds afraid. 

“Please, sweetie, yes,” you bend to retrieve your wallet, your lower back twanging with the effort. You fall to your knees and whine, “shit.” 

“Mom!” Will grabs onto your arm, “what is it?” 

“My back,” you snivel, “ow, shoot. “ 

You can’t stand. It hurts too much. Your hips lock as you stay on your knees. You peer down at the floor. You can only see the cold ground lit by yellow headlights. You back seizes up again. 

“Mom, please, get up,” Will begs. 

“I-- I can’t, honey, you’re going to have to help me.” 

“What happened--” 

“Work,” you grit out, “please,” you reach to grab his forearm and manage to drag a leg out and plant your foot, “just put me on the couch.” 

You latch on and he grunts as he helps you up. Any man, even one as slim as him, is stronger than you. You lean on him heavily and waddle stiffly, moaning with each step, and nearly collapse onto the couch. He lifts your legs onto the cushions as you whimper. 

Will steps back and stands straight. He looks at you with worry woven between his brows, “mom...” 

“Hon, I’m fine. Just some advil... and coffee, please, if you don’t mind.” 

“I... I can’t stay past tonight. I have a midterm.” 

“I know, honey, don’t worry about that. I’ll be fine,” you assure him through your teeth, struggling to shift into a position that doesn’t hurt. “Really, I just need to sleep it off.” 

He frowns. You hold back a similar expression though you know you must look miserable already. You hate that he’s worried. He shouldn’t be. You're his mother, you’re supposed to worry about him. It’s just another flare up, it’s okay. 

Just like Officer Storm, it’ll go away. 

[ourloveisforthelovely]

Hangover Cures (one shot)

Regulus Black AU

Summary:  After a night out drinking, Regulus has his own hangover cures.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader

Rating: Mature- smut

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It was a Saturday morning and the happy sounds of birds chipping pulled you from your peaceful slumber. Yawning, you sat up and rubbed your eyes. As everything came into focus, you realized that Regulus wasn’t in bed with you.

Strange, he said that he would be home by midnight.

Getting out of bed, you walked down the hallway and into the living room. You stopped when you realized that Regulus had, in fact, made it home. He had only fallen asleep on the couch… half-naked. You raised an eyebrow as your eyes looked down at his half-naked body. The poor boy looked like he had managed to get his shirt off before just crawling on the couch and calling it a night.

You quietly walked over to the couch and gently tapped Regulus’ shoulder.

“Love, why don’t you come to get in bed? You don’t look comfortable at all.”

Regulus half yawned and muttered something that was muffled by the pillow.

“Regulus, wake up. Your neck is going to be hurting and I will never hear the end of it.”

You said, a little more loudly. Regulus opened one eye and looked at you a moment before reaching out and pulling you onto the couch with him. You shrieked at first, totally not expecting his action.

“Regulus, I swear god…”

“Don’t swear to him. We aren’t having any problems.”

Regulus said, before shooting you a little smirk. You rolled your eyes and tried to move to snuggle down against his side.

“Why don’t you just get up and go to bed? Clearly, you are half-wasted. How did you get home anyway?”

You asked as Regulus yawned.

“Evan, I don’t know how nor do I want to know. I feel fine though. I would feel better if you sat on my face.”

Your eyes widened your core instantly began to crave any attention that Regulus would give you.

“Regulus, did you really just…”

“I want you to sit on my face and make me feel better.”

Regulus replied before taking your hand and putting it on his hard cock. Biting your lip, you pressed your thighs together.

“Regulus, how can you even think of that when you are possibly hungover.”

Regulus opened both eyes before slipping his hand between your legs. Just as he suspected, you were wet.

“We are good at morning sex. It’s morning and licking your twat will make me feel even better. So, what do you say, princess? I mean, we don’t have to but you are pretty wet.”

Regulus was pleased when you quickly got off of the couch and shed your silk robe.

“That’s what I thought.”

Regulus replied in a haughty tone. You meanwhile, shook your head as you slowly positioned yourself on top of your lover.

“And you are a cocky shit”

You grumbled. Regulus chuckled before licking his lips. This was what he would wake up to every morning. As much as he enjoyed sex, he enjoyed spending his time with his face shoved between your legs. Regulus often teased you that you had the most beautiful pussy that he had ever seen. When you rolled your eyes and told him to fuck off, he would reply with “Well, it is…why don’t you think that I can’t get enough?”

Regulus let his eyes roll up to your face before licking the entire length of your slit. When you lightly gasped, Regulus continued to lightly explore with his tongue.

“Reggie, it feels so good.”

You sighed as he began to pay attention to your clit. He gently sucked at your clit a for a moment before shoving his face right back in. Regulus took a few breaths to glance up at your face.

“Of course, she has that look on her face. No other man would be able to make her come as I can.”

Regulus thought before reaching out to place his hands on your ass and push your body further onto him. Your head fell back as you tried to think of anything to stop yourself from coming. Regulus knew exactly how to touch you to make you come apart. Whether it was something simply like fingering you in the kitchen to your current position practically fucking his perfect face.

“I’m so close.”

You whimpered as Regulus licked up your clit. He pressed a kiss to the top of your mound before lying his head backward.

“Hurry up and come so I can take you to bed and get my cock wet.”

Regulus gave you a raised eyebrow scowl before going right back to attacking your clit. One more gentle nibble was all it took to send you spiraling over the edge.

As you recovered from your orgasm, Regulus maneuvered his way to standing. He tightened his arms around your body and started toward the bedroom.

“Come on, love, I need some loving.”

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[kohabielnin]

Headcanons Once Companions

I must admit that after COA and Truth & Inference, Once is my favorite au, so I thought, why not do an hdc of my favorite trio?

Blindspot/Aesop Carl

• Was the way he acted towards you when you met like he was scared?

• It took him a long time to trust you, but who can blame him? After all he thought you would hurt him too,

• The first time you went to his house, his mother insisted on making a feast for you,

• He's a little shy, but he loves reading to you or with you,

• When your parents let you sleep at his house, he always asks you to take care of a stray kitten that you two found and his mother always reads to you and when he puts them to bed,

• He feels like a very grateful and happy person to have such a good and dear friend like you, so he always tries to make you feel happy around him, let's face it, he's very cute

Good Child/Jack

• You two met because you are his master's son/daughter,

• At first he didn't want to get close to you for fear of hurting you, but after you proved that you're not afraid of his Bad Child side,

• It didn't take long for you to become his inspiration,

• As you both have a mutual love for paintings, there is no shortage of subjects for you, always helping each other with new paintings,

• If you are a woman, he will avoid you when he realizes that you are fighting hard for control of your body with Bad Child, after all, for your safety it is better for you to stay away from him, but if you are a man, he will still avoid you, but not much,

• Despite his recurring fear of hurting you, he can still be a little clingy and full of surprises, you can't blame him, he loves your company

Hangover/Joseph Desaulnier

• How did you meet? It's easy, at a ball thrown by the Queen at a time when France had not yet gone through the Revolution,

• To tell the truth, Claude approached you first, not Joseph, but it didn't take long for the three of you to become great friends,

• He is still a little shy around you today, always getting red in the face when he sees your smile or listens to your lectures about him drinking a lot, don't judge him, in his eyes you are as adorable as a cat,

• After Claude's death, the only person who made him stop drinking at least a little was you, after all you are the only person he has left,

• We can say that he might be a little jealous if he sees you with someone else, but this is all just part of his insecurity of losing you like he lost his parents and brother,

• If you forbid him from drinking wine while you are at his house, you can be sure that he will follow you up and down like an abandoned dog and beg you to get his beloved bottle of wine again

[aprilblossomgirl]

The final property is peaceful but no longer for sale because it's where Home's home is 🤍

[moplayspoke]

Me: *Opens new book I purchased months ago*

My brain: Ready to re-read Fourth Wing and Iron Flame for the 21st time? We can even listen to the graphic audio part 1 for Fourth Wing and do a read along? You know you want to…

Me: FUCK

[emotionsmgcbabe]

I have no clue what kind of a spell Ana had in her twisted series but it worked and the post reading is really tough on me

[ratatatastic]

you know deeply funny it is to me how its gone from "well the cup hangover is gonna prevent the cats from being a proper contender theyll be good yeah but they wont make it all the way" to "well with amount of injuries theyve accumulated they wont be good until they get a healthy lineup" to "okay well uh ummmm no cup hangover but uhhhh cup fatigue will catch up to them eventually-"

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

[ihonestlydontknowwhattocallthis]

Movies made around the 2010s to 2016 or so have a level of entertainment that cannot be replicated.

They don’t even have to be good (cough cough twilight cough cough) to be entertaining their just really addictive.

The hunger games movies, the hobbit trilogy, the twilight saga, the hangover movies, the Harry Potter movies, the maze runner movies.

This might be because a lot of them are based on books but still, I think it’s also because the scripts are really well developed, even if the writing is bad.

[itsanidiom]

I just realized something…the only thing The Sign is lacking is…terrible product placements that I get to make fun of.