#drunk shenanigans
Text
Beelzebub, drunk: I don’t give a damn about sin
Crowley, also drunk: yeah, me either, fuck trigonometry
#incorrect good omens quotes#incorrect quotes#good omens#crowley#ineffable dumbasses#beezelbub#drunk shenanigans
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
LAST RESORT ᡣ𐭩
bakugo x fem!reader college au
2.1k words
warnings: mild cursing, slightly suggestive, alcohol use
friends not answering your calls? ubers not available? guess it’s time for your last resort.
“fuck” you slur as your screen reads that iida had not answered your phone. you called jirou, then momo, then izuku, todoroki, sero and kiri, but no answer.
you were drunk. absolutely hammered and the clock on your phone currently reads 2:37 in the morning. there were no ubers available and you were in desperate need of a ride home back to your apartment from the college frat party you and your friends decided to go to.
you originally had a DD, but ochako ended up leaving early, something about deku getting home earlier than expected from his trip in the states. you told her to go and see her man, and how she better fill you in on all the deets or else you were never going to cover for her whenever she and deku “mysteriously” disappear from functions.
so here you sat on the couch in some random fraternity house, pouting about how you had no idea of how you were gonna get home. the music was loud and your body was buzzing, all the loud conversations going on around you didn’t help brighten your mood. you were tired, and your feet hurt from the heels you were wearing. you wanted to go home. you contemplated just crashing on the couch and waking up super early to leave, but the skirt you were wearing would ride up every 5 minutes and you were sure if you slept on the couch someone would get a show when they would wake up in the morning. you also thought about walking home but for obvious reasons you decided against it, walking 7 miles in the middle of the night in a miniskirt was an absolute no!
then an idea popped into your head. you had absolutely no faith, but it was your last chance to get home before you started walking. you chewed on your lip, anxiety making you ponder if you really should go through with it, it wasn’t like you had any other choice!
biting the inside of your cheek, you wait as you hear the familiar sound of your phone ringing, hoping the call will go through. your nerves grew as the ringing had continued in your ears.
“hello?” a gruff voice answers on the other end of the line.
“bakugo! oh my god i’m surprised you answered!” you say excitedly, smile extending from ear to ear.
“the fuck are you calling me for? it’s 3 in the god damn morning” he mumbles, you bite on your lip from being chewed out at.
“listen, i’m reeeeally sorry, but i’m really drunk and i need a ride home.” you whine and the desperation in your voice makes you cringe but you really meant it.
“so fucking call some one else, don’t bother me!” he sounds angry and your eyes begin to well with tears.
“i did! but no one wants to answer me and i’m really tired and want to go home, but my feet hurt and i can’t walk home and i’m hungry and there’s no food here, and i really want to go home.” you babble as the tears start pouring and the people around you give you stares but you’re too drunk to care right now.
“alright alright i’ll come get you! jus’ quit your crying already” you manage to get out a broken and whiny ‘okay’ before he asks you to send your location hangs up
even though you know you’ll regret it in the morning, you take 3 more shots and wander out into the front yard. the grass is cool, dewy from the 3am air and the leaves in the trees sway from the light breeze. the moon is out, and you can’t help but stare, mesmerized by its beauty. you find yourself lying in the grass, staring at the sky, hoping the nauseous feeling and pounding headache would go away soon.
your eyes begin to flutter shut, but soon you hear a voice speak up.
“what are you doing on the ground?” you flutter your eyes open and there standing at your feet was bakugo katsuki.
“oh heyyy. ‘m jus a little tired” you smile.
he stares at you and sighs
“well c’mon, get your ass up and let’s get you home.” you shake your head and pout.
“don’t wanna. ‘m so comfy. i think i'll throw up if i stand.” your brows furrow as you adjust your head, turning it to your side.
he groans, dragging and his hand down his face.
“alright, c’mon, up and attem” he lifts you up, throwing you over his shoulder (making sure to cover your ass from anyone seeing your baby pink underwear) and you groan.
“oh god, you’re making me nauseous!” your cheeks bubble up, trying to hold back your barf as you see the ground move from underneath you.
rolling his eyes, he replies “oh buck up, we’re almost at my car.”
you stare for a little, speaking up to drunkenly say, “you have a nice ass” and he pinches your arm, making you squeal and giggle.
you feel him stop, and hear the sound of a car door opening. he gently puts you in the seat and squats down.
“what are you doin?” you hum, eyes closed.
“give me your foot” he mumbles.
you make a confused face to which he replies, “just give me your damn foot!” you comply, sticking out your foot and frowning for being scolded.
he gently unclasps your heels and sets them underneath your seat, repeating the motions for your other foot. he then sets your feet in the car and leans over you, buckling your seatbelt for you.
you catch a whiff of his cologne and you internally sigh, he smelt absolutely heavenly. it didn’t help that he was wearing a wifebeater and his biceps were bulging right in front of your eyes. you wanted to bite him. he was ethereal, a sight to behold, an angel in front of you. why couldn’t he like you?
closing the door, he makes his way to the driver seat and hops in, tying himself in.
“ ‘m cold” you whine, and he turns around to his backseat and grabs a blanket, placing it in your lap.
you unfold it and wrap yourself in it, secretly taking a whiff and hiding your smile in the blanket.
“thanks” you quietly say, he nods in acknowledgment.
the ride to your apartment is comfortable. the radio playing music quietly, leaving you both to your thoughts. you had known bakugo since high school. you had been close friends with deku, and you knew his infamous bully. you tried to help deku and even defended him, but all izuku would say was that it was okay and that you didn’t need to fight for him. so you let izuku handle it, next thing you know you’re all at the same college. your class had all been relatively close, almost everyone was friends. but for some reason bakugo could just not stand you. you tried to figure out why, but you never really had interactions with him so there was nothing that tipped the scale.
you decided to not let it bother you, which was hard because you unfortunately found him ridiculously attractive. you couldn’t help but think about what it would be like to be friends, but you never acted upon your thoughts, settling in the belief that ignorance is bliss.
“you hungry?” you turn your head and blink.
“no ‘m okay, thanks.” you turn your head back to the window and he chuckles.
“alright but you’ll regret it in the morning.”
your eyes widen and you snap your head back to him.
“wait! i am hungry!” he rolls his eyes and says ‘okay’, pulling into a taco bell.
you feel giddy as he hands you your burrito, immediately unwrapping and chowing down on the warm heaven sent food.
“thanks!” you say with a smile and a full mouth, to which he slightly grimaces and says that you owe him one, which you decide to ignore.
shortly after, you arrive at your apartment and he parks, getting out to open your door.
“i don’t wanna go im barefoot! that means i’ll have to walk across the dirty concrete!” you whine and he tries his best not to show his frustration, but the vein popping out on his forehead says otherwise.
“c’mon, i came all this way AND bought you taco bell and you can’t even walk to the door?” you pout and he groans, tossing you over his shoulder again.
he grabs your heels and your purse, beginning his tread up the stairs.
“wait a minute, how do ya know where i live, hmm?”
he rolls his eyes, which he knows you can’t see and responds, “you had a party for ochako remember?”
you gasp and giggle, “oh yeah! and then they left early so they could fu-“
“and we’re here!” he cuts you off, digging through your purse for your keys.
once in your apartment, he asks where your bedroom is, finding the room he sets you down on your bed and puts your heels by your closet. he leaves the room, heading to your kitchen. you frown due to the lack of his company, but he returns with a glass of water and a bottle of tylenol.
“here, take this for your feet and headache.” you grab the two pills he’d taken out the bottle and swallow them, chugging the water shortly after. the tension is thick as you both stare at each other.
you get up, walk to your dresser and look through your drawers, he stands awkwardly behind you trying hard not to stare at your ass as you bend over to look for pajamas. you began stripping and before you can get your tube top over your head he blurts out.
“where’s your bathroom?” you turn your head and blink at him.
“i have an en suite, it’s the door to your left,” he nods and quickly rushes inside the room.
after changing into your pajamas you make yourself comfortable in your sheets, waiting for bakugo to exit your bathroom. your eyes begin to shut until you hear the click of the door opening.
he had assumed you’d fallen asleep and began to exit your room.
“why don’t you like me?” you mutter. he freezes, he feels like a deer caught in headlights.
“what are you talking about?” he plays dumb but you don’t falter.
“why don’t you like me?” you repeat, this time more confidently.
he swallows thickly and turns to look at you, you sit up and look at him.
“i never said i didn’t like you.” he says as if it’s a matter of fact.
“well you sure as hell make it seem like i’m the last person on earth you’d rather be with.” you chuckle bitterly, the alcohol coursing through your veins giving you the courage to say what you’ve always wondered.
“it’s a shame really, i thought we could be good friends, i find you quite charming, dashing even. i wouldn’t have minded if things went further then just being friends as well.” you sigh falling back into your sheets, snuggling into your comforter.
“that makes two of us.” he mumbles and he thinks you didn’t hear it, but you remove your blankets and make your way towards him.
“well maybe when you give up the act of thinking i’m insufferable you could give me a call, yeah?”
he’s at a loss for words, you’re standing awfully too close to him, he can feel the heat radiating off of your body and it sends shivers down his spine. he swallows, examining your face and he licks his lips.
“you're drunk, you don’t know what you’re saying” he tries to rationalize, more to himself than you.
“oh i’m perfectly aware of what i’m saying” you send him a small coy smile and he feels butterflies as you stare into his eyes.
“if i call you sometime will you go to bed already?” he takes a small step closer and you smile at him.
“anything you’d like.”
“i’ll call you then.”
you nod like a school girl, and head back to your bed.
“night.” you say as he slips through your door.
“night.”
the next morning you woke up with a horrendous headache, making your way to the kitchen for some water. a bottle of vitamin c gummies, a free pizza coupon and the blanket you had last night folded up were sitting on your counter top. on the bottle of vitamin c there was a sticky note attached.
for the hangover. call you tonight?
-k.b.
#it’s 5am rn hehe#bakugo katuski#bakugo x reader#bnha#mha#katsuki bakugo x reader#stoic bakugo#drunk shenanigans#bakugo being bf material#husband in the making#cutesy shit
447 notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m still here tbh
120 notes
·
View notes
Text
james: last night i married my best friend
james: lilys pissed but sirius and i were wasted and thought it was really funny
#marauders#mwpp era#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#marauders era#marlene mckinnon#wolfstar#marauders headcanon#remus x sirius#peter pettigrew#atyd#dead gay wizards#harry potter#fandom#marauders incorrect quotes#nonsense#drunk shenanigans
2K notes
·
View notes
Note
Re: Marazhai memes, are you open to an old classic?
I don’t know what’s going on
I’m drunk as shit rn
idk what I’m doing
This took 20 minutes
I’ve never seen this meme in my life
But I agree
#marazhai aezyrraesh#marazhai#wh40k meme#wh40k rogue trader#drunk shenanigans#art#meme art#slavic life#warhammer 40k#drukhari
80 notes
·
View notes
Text
I wuv you
"I wuv yooou," you're big bulk of a boyfriend clung to your waist for dear life. His face was burred in your stomach, heavy hot breaths hitting your skin through the fabric of your clothes. Like the amazing person you were you came and picked up the blasted man, and may or may not have been trying to manipulate him right now.
"I wuv you too," he babbled into your stomach. God was he so easy to manipulate when he was drunk out of his mind.
"Do you," you winked at your phone. It was leaned up against the windshield recording from the safety of your dash. "I don't think you do," you gave him a fake little pout.
"No, I wuv you dumbass," he clung to you tighter. Red eyes peered up at you, bottom half of his face still hidden from view. "I wuv you," he sounded like a child.
"Katsuki," you pulled your hand out of his hair. "You don't love me anymore," you looked away to dramatically sulk.
"No," he sat up quickly. Too quickly, his vision spotted and his head hit the roof of the car. You watched the blonde wince, still speaking through the pain and confusion. "I do wuv you, I do."
"Awe bubba, you hit your head." You reached out for your darling boy, your poor drunk boy.
"Please don't leave me, I wuv you."
One hand cupped his face, thumb wiping away the tears he had begun to cry, the other rubbed soothingly at the top of his head. "Ok baby, ok. Calm down," you tried to reach for a water bottle but he kept your hands on him. He was all sniffly and whiny now, desperate for your affection.
"Please don' leave me, I wuv you, I promise."
"I'm just trynna get you water bubbas, you gotta let me go."
"No," he clung to you again, only this time you couldn't breathe.
"I'm right here, Katsuki-"
He groaned, "Katsuki!"
"Baby," you quickly corrected. You hadn't expected him to be so touchy about the pet-names. "I'm right here baby," you rubbed his back other hand reaching for the water. "Here," you twisted off the cap for him. "Drink," you put the bottle to his lips. The oaf had wrapped his hand around your in an attempt to hold the bottle himself only to spill it. "Ok, ok. It's fine, I got it, I'll take care of it." You had tried to climb into the backseat to get him a shirt, but he pulled you back by the waist. "Katsuki!"
"You're gonna- you're gonna leave me."
"I'm getting you a shirt," you tried once again to pull yourself through. "Baby please," you whined.
"You won't leave?"
"No," you sighed. "Baby, please you're being difficult."
"I'm sorry," he hesitantly let go of you. You watched over your shoulder as he sunk into the seat, hand over his eyes. The wet tracks left from his tears shimmered under the streetlight, hair a mess form his antics.
"Here," you handed the green shirt to him only for him to pull you into his lap. "Katsuki the car is not big enough for this," your head nearly hit the ceiling.
"Yes it is," he slurred, kneading your ass.
"No, really it's not."
"Don't care," he grumbled, "take it off for me." He kissed your neck, again, and again, and again. Your hands slowly worked at the buttons, startling when he nipped at your skin.
"Katsuki," you scolded. He huffed against your skin, kissing over the bite. You were halfway done with the buttons when he has started sucking. "Katsuki stop that, come on. Keep this up and you can undress yourself."
"Sorry," he grumbled only to play with your ass more instead. He'd push them together and then spread them apart. You undid the last buttons, his nose dragging up your neck. The blonde kissed behind your ear, and then nipped at the same place.
"Katsu," this time it was you grumbling. Your hands glided along his torso as you slid off his shirt, taking notice of how he shivered. His hips bucked underneath you, grinding against you. "Stop that," you shifted slightly to stop the recording on your phone. "You're drunk," you pulled the dark green shirt over his head.
"Please," it was such a soft whisper. "Please mommy." Your breath hitched, lust now planted within you. Ignoring the feeling you tapped his arm so that he could lift it. As you helped him get it through the sleeve he kissed along your shoulder. "Please, please mommy. Today's been such a stressful day, all I want is your warm fuckin' cunt." There he was grinding up against you again. This was all so new to you it was dizzying. Katsuki had never given you power like this, had never called you by that name, had never begged. He'd never spoken the way he was speaking right now. "I'll be a good boy now I swear." You put his arm through the other sleeve.
"Katsuki stop it." You were quick to slide off him, jumping back into your seat. You took in a steadying breath before leaning into his space yet again so that you could buckle him in.
"Please," he grabbed your wrist placing your hand on his bulge.
"You're drunk." You tried to pull away but he held you firm.
"I jus- just need a release."
"You're not in your right set of mind." Finally you managed to yank your hand away. "Here," you slammed the water bottle against his chest. He gulped half of it down, as you pulled out of the parking spot.
"Want you so fuckin' badly," he unzipped his pants.
"Katsuki no."
"Hurts," he whimpered. You glanced over at him, noticing the stain on his boxers from the precum. Eyes on the road, eyes on the road! "Gotta," he hissed beginning to pull it out.
"Katsuki stop, we are on the fucking street right now. Stop please," you were begging him. You were well over the speed limit, driving yourself crazy with not looking over at him again. "Baby please," you had changed your tone of voice, using something more sexy. "If you do this for me I promise I'll reward you."
He halted his movements with a hiss, whimpering and whining before speaking. "Promise?"
"Promise my love."
"Ok." Surprisingly, he listened, fixing his boxers and zipping up at his pants. The rest of the ride went smoothly after that, his head in your lap. When you finally pulled into your driveway you made him rink whatever it was he had left of his water. You then opened his car door, and helped him stumble to the door. "I behaved well for you," his voice was groggy, eyes barely open. The bulky man was leaning against the locked door, body swaying slightly.
"You did," you cooed bending down to untie his shoes. "You were a good boy," you tapped his leg so that you could slide the shoes off.
"Yeah," he swallowed dryly.
"Mhm, a very good boy." You took off the other shoe, setting it down beside it's pair.
"I wuv you." He stuffed his face in your shoulder as soon as you were back to standing up right.
"I know you do baby," you grabbed his hand. "I wuv you too," you led him to the bedoom.
"Mhm, yeah you do." He sat at the foot of the bed, eyebrows pinched together.
"You ok bubba?"
"Gotta-" He brought his fist up to his lips.
"Oh ok, ok. I gotch you." You rushed over to his side, helping him get to the bathroom. He dropped to his knees as soon as he was close to the toilet, one hand on the sink, the other on the tub to keep himself steady. "I got you," you rubbed his back, and pushed his bangs out of his face.
"I love you," his voice echoed in the bowl.
"I love you too, I'm gonna get you some water ok?"
"Don't leave," his hand blindly found yours.
"I'm gonna be right back."
He grumbled to himself incoherently before flushing the toilet. "Fine," he let go of you. When you came back not even two minutes later, he was sitting with his legs spread out on the floor. His back was up against the bath tub, hand over his eyes yet again.
"I brought you joggers lovely," you uncapped the water.
"Thank you," his hand once again grabbed yours. You only hummed, straddling him so that you could give him the water. His hands slid under your shirt caressing the warm flesh there. "Take this off," he murmered.
"Katsuki-"
"Wanna give you mine dammit, don' want it."
"Ok," you lifted your arms up. He pulled the shirt over your head, undoing your bra as well. Taking one more sip of water he then pulled his shirt off, putting it over you. "Better?"
He hummed carefully lifting you off him so that he may stand. "Pants," he grumbled making grabbing motions.
"Can you do it on your own?" You eyes him, as you passed the joggers.
"Course I can," he unzipped his pants. "Can I do it on my own," he grumbled to himself. The blonde roughly pulled up his sweats, not even bothering with the strings. When he was done you pushed him against he counter so that you may brush his teeth. You babied him way too much, but it was his fault for letting you.
"Ok now you ready?"
He nodded, following behind you like a duckling. "One more sip," he was sitting on the bed again. You brought the bottle to his lips, tilting it as soon as they parted. When he was finished you placed the bottle on the night stand and he pulled you on top of him. "You owe me a reward," his voice was husky with exhaustion.
"I do," you hummed. You placed your hand flat on his chest, arching your back with the excuse of needing to reach his cheek. You kissed it lightly, eyelashes tickling his skin. "There's your reward, goodnight baby."
"Shitty woman," he grumbled to himself. "night."
#x reader#bakugou katsuki#bnha#mommy k!nk#drunk#fluff#drunk shenanigans#domestic fluff#katsuki bakugo x reader
187 notes
·
View notes
Text
*Sasori carrying a very drunk Deidara to bed*
Sasori: Whew ... you absolutely reek of alcohol, brat. How many times have I told you not to drink past your limits?
Deidara, slurring: Art has no limit, Sasori my maaaaan.
Sasori: You getting piss drunk is not "art". And speaking of piss, you better not wet my bed or I WILL murder you in your sleep. *lays him down*
Deidara: Sasoooori! Hey, hey, did you know your name means "scorpion"? Why don't ya penetrate me with your stinger, hmmm?
Sasori: I'll penetrate your heart with a sword if you don't shut up and go to bed, Deidara.
Deidara: Sounds like music when you say my name, lover. I love you by the way. Love love love. I want to have sixty of your brats. Did I tell you I love you?
Sasori: Mm, you mentioned it. *carefully tucks Deidara in* Now sleep.
Deidara: Not ‘til you say you love me too ~
Sasori: *groans* Fine, fine … I love you too, you annoying idiot. *kisses Deidara’s forehead* Now close your eyes and rest. I’ll be sitting here reading and I’ll keep an eye on you.
Deidara: Danna keeps me sooo safe. Hey, when we gonna get married?
Sasori: If you be a good boy and go to sleep right now, I'll wed you tomorrow. Okay?
Deidara, happily: Okay!! Goodnight, hm! *passes out*
Sasori: Oh thank God ...
*the next day, in the kitchen*
Kisame, molding cookie dough with his hands: Goodness, last night was a long ride. I'm glad that Itachi has such fun when he goes out with Dei and Hidan, but trying to handle him when he's drunk is certainly a challenge.
Sasori: I know what you mean; Dei is the same way.
Kisame: Took me forever to get Itachi to go to sleep, he kept fighting me on it. Eventually I had to promise I'd make him cookies today, and he went right out. *slides a sheet pan of cookies into the oven*
Sasori: *chuckles* I'm lucky that Deidara never remembers what I promise him the next day. Otherwise I'd probably be in some real trouble. He --
*Deidara enters the room, wearing a long white dress, with extremely hungover Hidan and Itachi in suits next to him*
Deidara: Well, come on, Sasori ... hurry and get dressed! Nagato says he's ready to officiate for us whenever we're ready, hm!
Hidan, squinting against the overhead light: And make it quick, puppet-dick; it's bright as hell in here!
Itachi: And after we can all have some of the cookies Kisame is making me. Chocolate chip and peanut butter, right?
Kisame: Yes, dear.
Sasori:
#sasodei#sasori x deidara#sasori#deidara#kisaita#kisame x itachi#kisame hoshigaki#itachi uchiha#hidan#drunk shenanigans#wedding bells
84 notes
·
View notes
Text
Drunk Wei Wuxian Shenanigans:
Wei Wuxian : Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.
Jiang Cheng : You were flirting with Lan Wangji.
Wei Wuxian : So what? He is my husband.
Jiang Cheng : You asked him if he was single.
Wei Wuxian :
Jiang Cheng : And then you cried when he said he wasn't.
#drunk shenanigans#incorrect quotes#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#wangxian#jiang cheng#(the one in need of a drink here is definitely Jiang Cheng)
81 notes
·
View notes
Text
At the time, Chimney thought, a trip to Las Vegas for his stag do sounded like a great idea. Just him and a couple of his best friends. But what was supposed to be an unforgettable trip turned into a bit of a mess when he woke up the next day, not remembering a single thing.
Piecing together the events of the night with the help of a surprisingly extensive video diary was... certainly an interesting experience.
Including drunk shenanigans, a surprise wedding, and the return of Buck's clipboard!
For anyone, who might be interested, this is my humble addition to the "got married at Chim's bachelor party" craze :)
#911 abc#911 fanfic#buddie#buddie fanfic#eddie diaz#evan buckley#chimney han#ao3 fanfic#bachelor party#las vegas wedding#drunk shenanigans
20 notes
·
View notes
Text
Shadow: Your drunk
Sonic: nooooo my names sonic idiot
Shadow: stfu
39 notes
·
View notes
Text
Crowley: *answers phone* what?
Aziraphale: Crowley! Where on earth are you going?
Crowley: I’m going home, what’s the problem?
Aziraphale: Oh my dear, you’re terribly drunk aren’t you?
Crowley: I know that’s why I got a taxi, I’ll get home safe don’t worry Angel.
Aziraphale: Crowley! We were drinking at your place!
Crowley:
Crowley:
Crowley: *taps cab driver* Sir, where am I going?
#incorrect good omens quotes#incorrect quotes#good omens#crowley#aziraphale#ineffable husbands#ineffable dumbasses#drunk shenanigans
379 notes
·
View notes
Note
*whispers*
Intoxicated cryptid hunter y/n
Somehow in some way imagine y/n getting drunk
.
The shenanigans are too powerful
Cryptid Sun and Moon being the sober "friend"
The sweetness that could occur when they do their best to help
Drunk babbling to sun/moon's "lol that's vry nice heart"
DRUNK CONFESSIO-
(ok joking on that last one unless it is after the reveal and y/n has said ilysm multiple times in the last hour xbxbxbvb)
And cuddling
Lotsa cuddling
PFFFT if Y/N gets drunk, it's gonna be a whole lot of cryptid ramblings thrown in with "I love you"s every other sentence with post reveal!
"And people try to dismiss bigfoot!!! Bigfoot is not dismissable! He is the classic cryptid! He is not a bear or some weird hairy man, he is bigfoot!"
*Sun/Moon nodding while slowly taking away the bottle*
"And I love you! Bigfoot is cool and I love you!"
"Cooler than us?"
"No! You have four arms!!! And you're pretty. Handsome. Which one do you prefer? You're both. I love you."
"We love you, too, heart."
"And another thing! The lock ness monster is not a beaver with its tail up! Ol' nessie—monster nessie, not my friend Nessie. I love her and I love you. Monster nessie is real!"
"We know, sunflower."
186 notes
·
View notes
Note
Can you write a tommy lee fic like tommy, reader and crüeboys are drunk and they find a homeless cat(English is not my native language but i hope you can understand what i mean lol) so drunk tommy wants to adopt it and trying to explain to the guys that the cat is their child (It's silly but it would be nice if you wrote it <3)
Can we keep him?!
Requested: yes, by anon
A/n: I absolutely love this idea!
Pairings: Tommy Lee x fem!reader feat. The rest of the motley boys
Summary: what the request says
It was a normal Saturday night for you and the band. Getting drunk and doing stupid shit. Tommy had his arm loosely around your shoulders as the five of you walked down the street. It was dark, the only lights were the yellow street lights. You were all laughing until you heard a meow.
You stopped dead in your tracks. “What was that?” You asked.
“What the fuck do you think? It’s a cat.” Mick responded dryly. “No shit, Mickey Mouse. I mean where is it coming from.” You replied, part of you having no idea what you were saying.
Tommy walked into the alleyway, “Guys, I think it’s coming from here.” He motioned towards a cardboard box. You all walked towards the drummer. And lo and behold, a small kitten was in the box. The poor thing was covered in fleas.
“Oh my goodness.” You said, your voice higher than normal as you crouched down to see the cat. “Aww aren’t you a cute little baby?” You cooed as you picked it up.
The cat licked you. “I think he likes you, babe.” Tommy said, crouching down next to you.
“How can you tell he’s a boy.”
“Obviously by his balls.” You hit him on the arm after that, “Ew, that is disgusting. Don’t say that about a cat.”
Held his hands up in defense. “Guys, we should keep him.” You said.
“No, we’re not bringing a cat in my apartment.” Nikki said.
“You’re apartment? Mind you who pays the rent half the time?” You shot back.
“Dudes, he’s basically our child now we have to keep him.” The drummer said and you nodded with a smile.
“Yeah! We can all have shared custody of this little guy.” You piped up.
“Honestly not a bad idea.” Vince said. However Mick and Nikki were still hesitant.
“Ha! Three against two! We win, we’re keeping him.” You stated.
“Fine.” Nikki sighed.
You ended up taking him home and cleaning him of flees while Mick went out the store to buy supplies such as food and toys.
“We should name him Flamethrower.” Tommy said.
“Hmm I was thinking Harold.” You replied. The two of you were sitting on your shared bed, you were holding the cat in the air.
“How about Harold The Flamethrower.” Tommy proposed.
“Yes!”
And that’s how you got Harold The Flamethrower.
#motley crue#motley crue x reader#fluff#nikki sixx#tommy lee#mick mars#cute#vince neil#tommy lee x reader#cats#cat#funny#drunk shenanigans#tooth rotting fluff#silly stuff
86 notes
·
View notes
Text
My drunk shenanigans 😂😂
Snap seen it first
96 notes
·
View notes
Text
Kerry jumps Johnny at the bar
#cyberpunk 2077#virtual photography#silverdyne#silverdyne sunday#johnny silverhand#kerry eurodyne#johnny x kerry#drunk shenanigans
56 notes
·
View notes
Text
He's always gotta annoy his kohai
Serves you right tenzo for passing out on his couch
@yeehawnojutsu
A slightly duller version
#kakashi#kakashi hakate#tenzo#yamato#kakayama#kakashi x tenzo#kohai#senpai#learn to hold your drink tenzo#senpai was here#drunk shenanigans
87 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes
Trust No One
sarahkinss
My Life
claudiotrezzani
Senza titolo
fiercefashionphuck
ChicCrush
zu-zu
Zu