Crosshair: Omega, you're the sweetest, kindest soul I've ever met. You're amazing.

Omega *glowing with happiness*: Crosshair! You're being so sweet! I love you too, little brother.

Hunter: Crosshair?! Sweet?!Crosshair, you need to stop getting so drunk.

Grett: looks like alec had too much to drink

Riya: no, he's just had orange juice

Alec: *wobbling and laughing*

Grett: then why is he...?

Riya: I told him it was a mix drink

Grett: riiiight

Alec: *falls on his ass*

Grett: I'm gunna tell him-

Riya: don't you dare!

Grett: hey alec you-

Riya: dont...

Grett: you haven't-

Riya: you...

Grett: your drink was-

Riya: DARE!

Grett: it was just orange juice!

Alec: *immediately stands up straight and looks at riya* your dead

Riya: now look what you've done!

Grett: *laughs*

Why are you drunk? And was the blog jakes idea? 😏

Yes it Wass jaks idea and... I dunno I forgedt

(Jake here! Haha yeah I thought it would be funny 🤣 and he's drunk because of the blog... though there was his first time getting drunk which was a few days ago... story at 5 notes 😏)

Hate to say it but... I need some advice...

Story time:

Me and Cody were at a bar and I got a little too... let's just say tipsy and I said some things I'm not proud of... like "your hair is so soft" and "can I kiss you?" I in fact did kiss him and...

ADVICE NEEDED ASAP! He's asking what we are...

I hate thinking of myself as a writer, because I got drunk for the first time in 3 years probably and the first thought i have after going home is "I gotta write it down to make sure i have notes for next time I write a drunk person" when I got home.

I made like 20 spelling mistakes until now, had to fix em, I'm still a lil drunk, so here's my notes:

endyour reflexes are slower than your mind

but also your mind is is slower than your body

you can still hear the ringing in your ears from the loud music

it's high pitched

your tongue tingles and you sway a little with your movements

you need to go to the toilet really bad after every forth drink to make sure you're not entirely drunk

your mouth to brain filter is essentially non-existent

you are aware of it but also can't stop it or at least think it's not a bad idea at the time

cold water helps but not in the long run

everything seems a bit in slowmo but also at the right past?

like you move but your brain compihends it slower

you feel woozy

you want to text someone about it but you also don't want to

you go with your instincts more and that means telling the truth most of the time

you're a little bit clumsy

you gain confidence

you don't know when to stop (can be about alcohol (thank you Sofi for stopping me from drinking the rest of that cup) but isn't always about alcohol)

you rely on autocorrect a lot

you realize your mistakes way too late

the things you fid seem a bit like a memory (all hazy and "I didn't do that... wait that wasn't q dream it literally happened like an hour ago)

you forget what happened like 1 minute ago really fast

sleepy the moment you're out of the party.

you say and do shit just because you can, almost to prove that you can

everything is so much funnier/more fun or else you're just tired

you dance to songs you don't usually listen to because you want to have fun damn it and you're herr with your friends

you're falling asleep while writing this

you really gotta go piss

but you also really gotta frink water

you make too many mustekes while writing so you hope autocorrect knows what you're trying to say

I'm going to sleep now

Good night <3

Part 2 HeadCanons MySt: Gene & Dante

I love these two and I would die for them. /hj As much of a red flag Gene is, I'm fixing him... kind of. Not really. Dante deserves so much better than he got, and wow the issues. Dante, my man. He has issues. Gene does too and a lot of Dante's issues are because of Gene. Dante has had to deal with Gene being the focus of attention because Gene has a lot of personality disorders that made him dangerous and terrifying. Dante's parents divorced when he and Gene were rather young, and his father tried to love-bomb him into staying. He didn't, he decided to live with his mom because he loved her and Gene. Dante and Gene are both dream-eating vampires, because why not? They have to bite someone's neck, kinda connecting to the brain and heartbeat, and they can feed off of the dream. The kind of dreams they eat also influences their moods in the morning and sometimes for the day. Dante has a fear of people leaving and constantly seeks approval because he wants to be noticed by others. I also think he's much more of a nerd than he leads on. Definitely plays D&D... He's a DM and DMs for Garroth and Laurance, sometimes Zane. Dante also doesn't know that senior year of highschool, he accidentally got Nicole pregnant, and she kept the baby(Dmitri). Eventually when he finds out (6 years later), he's going to freak out because that baby could have so many mental problems, be a vampire, or have his fatal peanut allergy. Dante also has two birds, one a blue budgie named R2D2 and the other a cockatiel named 3CPO (NERD). Gene has a lot of personality disorders. NPD, BPD, and OCD specifically. He suffers from a lot of intrusive thoughts and has a really hard time abstaining from the thoughts. He's also a dream vampire, and since he lives with Sasha and Zenix he can technically eat off of them whenever he wants, but he prefers to stay away from Zenix's weird ass dreams. In the SK household, they've all got enough problems that they get a little dixie cup full of medication that they have to take. Zenix insists on having one even though he only has one or two medications. Gene has a bird name Marilyn Manson Monroe, or MMM for short. They call her Monroe half of the time and she's an African Grey parrot. Gene got her when she was 60 and he was 17, so he has seen a lot of her. Gene has also been to prison for arson, the mental hospital three times when he was younger and once when he got out of prison. He got into therapy once he was out of the mental hospital for the fourth time. He did not have a fun time when he was older, espeically when he was older. He's doing a lot better and trying to fix his faults. There was a time that Sasha, Zenix, and Gene went to a bar, and when they were leaving Zenix made the joke that they were going to the "grippy sock place" Gene was drunk, meds wearing off, and terrifed he punched Zenix twice and tried to stop Sasha from driving. Luckily they didn't die, but Zenix had a black eye and a bloody nose for a while.

Chapters: 8/? Summary:

Canon Divergence. University AU. Mafia AU.

“Let’s leave. We’re not sticking around here,” Yuu said as they began to walk through the tall grass. If they were lucky, they’d run into someone that was willing to help and not ask many questions.

“Well, well what do we have here?”

Yuu jumped, a scream bursting from their lips. Grim squirmed out of their arms and floated in mid air, his ear flames bursting brighter. Standing in front of them was a man wearing the most ornate outfit Yuu had ever seen outside of cosplay inside an anime convention. Clearly going for a steam-punk like style crossed with opera, Yuu couldn’t tear their eyes away from the birdlike mask or the feathers adorning the long cloak with ends that looked like bird wings.

“Goodness gracious!” the man exclaimed, a little too cheerful. “You’re not from this world.”

In where Yuu is summoned to a strange new dimension (by an occult) and will find their way home (and solving the mystery to why they were summoned in the first place) through the power of accidentally befriending the local organized crime fractions. (Or Yuu is accidentally the most powerful person in this world through the power of Friendship.)

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Hello everyone! After many things happening in my life, including this chapter giving me some troubles, I’m finally done the next part in my Mafia AU! I hope you all like it! Please let me know!!! (I also added some tags, so check them out!)

Headcanon - Kane and X-Pac

The first time Kane got drunk 

(This turned out longer than I first thought so it’s under ‘Keep Reading’)

X-Pac had been pleading with him for weeks to join him on a night out.

“It’ll be fun. Some booze, some girls and we’ll be back at the hotel before you know it.” 

Kane never had the opportunity to drink before. He was far too young before the fire. He’d seen his older brother and his friends sneak beer after their parents went to bed. And after the fire... Let’s just say that there wasn’t an occasion that called for Kane to drink alcohol. He, finally, accepted the offer at the encouragement of Tori. 

“That’s what friends do. They go to loud bars and drink together.” 

The bar was crowded and, immediately, all eyes fell on Kane. He can feel the weight of the gazes. They irritated his skin, causing his hands to ball into fists at his sides and a warmth to grow in his chest. X-Pac grabbed his wrist and pulled him over to a table towards the corner of the bar. 

All it took to get Kane drunk was one beer.

He swayed slightly on the spot despite the fact that he was sitting down, earning laughter from X-Pac across the table. Every so often, Kane lets out a quiet hiccup. It’s strangely cute. His fingers felt as if they buzzed with an electrical charge and his cheeks were burning beneath his mask. They don’t stay long at the bar after Kane accidentally sets a napkin on fire when the bartender winks at him. 

Do you know how hard it is to carry a 7ft giant? Kane is so unsteady on his feet that X-Pac has to carry him back to the hotel and unceremoniously dumps Kane face-first onto his bed. And that’s where he falls straight to sleep. 

The next morning, everything is overwhelming. The sun is too bright, the AC unit is too loud, the comforter is too rough. Kane keeps his face pressed into the hotel mattress to block out as much as the world as possible. He wants to bury deep beneath the covers of the hotel bedspread, but that would require moving and Kane will NOT entertain that idea. 

Of course, X-Pac has no hangover whatsoever. He comes bouncing into Kane’s hotel room like an excitable puppy. Again, X-Pac can’t help, but laugh at his friend experiencing his first hangover. Kane only grumbles and growls answers instead of lifting his head to speak clearly. Even the rumble of his own voice makes the throbbing in his head worse. X-Pac, eventually, manages to coax Kane out of bed with the promise of breakfast. 

Throughout the day, Kane closes his eyes for a few minutes and rests his head against a cool wall in hopes of willing the hangover away, but it doesn’t help at all. No amount of food or coffee eases the headache. He, even, considered calling a temporary truce and talking to his older brother about how to make himself feel better. 

When X-Pac asks if him wants to go out again that night; Kane threatens to put him through a table. 

Do u have any Harley drunkenly confessing to Peter?

CW: alcohol, drunk characters

When Your Friend Interfere by WaywardFairchild - Peter and Harley go to a business meeting where Peter's assistant as messed up the booking. What will the two boys do? CW: sexual content implied

Everything by impravidus - “Okay, okay, okay, but hear me out. It, it’s, it— c’mon Peter you’re not even listening!” Peter chuckles, arm looped around Harley’s waist as he guides the heavily inebriated teen back to their dorm. "Yes I am." “No. You’re not listening. It’s all a conspiracy. There is no corn in Idaho. There’s no corn at all! It’s all a conspiracy by the big corn corporation! It’s like, it’s like, it’s like the banana clones. They ain’t real! They’re just cloned bananas because the banana plague wiped them out.” “So you’re saying there was a corn plague?” “I’m saying there was never corn to begin with! It’s all a ruse, Peter. You can’t see it because you’re in too deep. You’ve been -hic- brainwashed by The Big Corn.”

Boombox Trope Gone Wrong by AndrewXavier - Harley decided to stop thinking and just choose a damn window already. He threw a pebble and watched in horror as the window shattered from the small stone. “Oh FUCK!” Harley was too drunk to think, so he grabbed his bluetooth speaker turned boom box and turn to run, only to trip over his own two feet and fall to the ground. This was it. He was going to die. Mostly of embarrassment. “What in the actual FUCK?” Screamed out a voice too deep to be Peter’s. Oh no. He chose the wrong window. OR Harley wants to do the old trope from 80's movies where a guy will serenade someone and confess their love to Peter. But he doesn't know what window to choose.

Me af after 2 shots of fucking tequila-

La Belle Dame Sans Merci~💍✨

yall like to pretend that "don't split up" is the most obvious rule in any horror scenario, but what's the alternative? stick together and cooperate ? to find a solution? in a life-or-death situation??? babe surely you have been in enough group projects to guess how that shit ends

Foolish: We had to kill Pac.

Tubbo: [Very drunk and sleep-deprived] Aw you didn't kill Pac he's just a–

Foolish: We tried!

Tubbo: –a life-loving boy! He's just a boy that loves life! It's not his fault he's in love with FitMC, you just gotta let him– let that love flourish and bloom, you know?

Bad: They're in love?

Tubbo: ...No. You didn't hear that from me! They're roommates, they're roommates, they're roommates.

Bad: Oh, ok.

Foolish: They're just roommates.

Zander if you can read this your not drunk

Whatt doed this say sory?

+18 mdni, sorry for any writing mistakes!

"Guess I lied“ | e.m x fem !reader

"Eddie it- fuck! It hurts!“ your voice is nothing but a loud, high-pitched whine and the only sound in your boyfriends messy bedroom. Well that and the sounds of him licking and slurping at your sensitive, already overstimulated pussy. It‘s been a good hour since Eddie started eating you out, since he told you "It’d only be 5 minutes, promise“.

Well you should‘ve known it. Once Eddie starts eating you out, he can’t just stop after you came. He needs more. He almost gets obsessed with your taste on his tongue, your shaking legs around his head, the way your body reacts to his touch and good god your voice. He loves your voice so much. It’s the prettiest melody he‘s ever heard.

" 'M sorry baby but you just taste too fucking good. I need more. Just one more round 'kay?" His eyes meet yours from between your legs. His mouth and chin are covered in your juices, arousal and his spit. God he’s so messy. It’s so hot. But it’s never just "one more round“ he keeps getting greedier, greedier and greedier for you. A soft sigh escapes your lips and you let your head flop back on the pillow beneath you. "You said 5 minutes Ed‘s. You even promised“ you pout slowly even though you think Eddie can’t quite see it.

You expect him to answer you with a low "sorry baby“ followed by a soft kiss to your inner thigh, but instead you feel his tongue flick your sensitive bud. A devilish grin takes place on Eddie‘s lips when he sees your reaction, as he kisses your pussy again.

"Well, guess I lied ;)"

masterlist

nah bc I feel like we give Murray way too much credit and underestimate how much Steve hates being told what to do. if Murray tried to sniff out steddie the way he did jancy, Steve's mean girl would jump out immediately.

"you are giving me relationship advice? I'll tell you what, next time I wanna know how to be a bald, alcoholic fuck who can't keep his noses out of children's love lives, I call you. Until then, maybe you should work on the crippling trust issues that stop you from having your own relationships instead of living vicariously through everyone else's."

and Eddie is in the background cheering him on the whole time