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damn I’m w my main bitch.. and I don’t love her noooo more
#buy the bar!#condoms on the dresser#never planning#never sober#grinding up on everything#come a lil closer#get ur ass up off that and gon roll up that doja#tell your bf bust that Ki#go head & fill ya nose up#all this money on the table#we don’t want relations#we don’t want no conversations#fuck around and change the weather#drink & fuck all in rotation#that’s my baby!#bitch been doing coke since the 80s#music#La flame
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No Sharing.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#wen ning#Wen Ning voice: “A cuck *hold*?” (tearing up) Yes.....yes I think I'd like that.“#(Seriously...That boy is in need of so many hugs. Being held by chains isn't enough. He needs kind arms.)#Drunkji 2.0 has arrived. And his first move is pout about WN being in the vicinity until he leaves.#I do not think we give enough credit to the fact that if LWJ was not in the picture (or had different chemistry with WWX)#Wen Ning would be the Holder Of Most Relationship Potential#Though I supposed even in the TV drama there wasn't any hard defined romance but wangxian was still strong and tangible#The mutual obsession is too strong for any third party to have a chance.#LWJ is only actively jealous when uninhibited (drunk). Sober he would not stop wwx dating someone else (wwx would never)#he would hate it but hate himself even more for feeling as he does.#wwx does not strike me as the type to get jealous (to a significant enough extent (JYL is the exception not the norm).#LWJ would fake date someone to 'make wwx jealous' and wwx would just go 'oh neat :) anyways.' (he is never allowed things for himself).
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watched hazbin hotel with friends last weekend and oh my god guys i could feel it turning me into a reactionary conservative ive never gotten so pissed off at a piece of media before. free all those voice actors from their chains.
#text!#it was mind boggling ive never felt more aversion to a tv show before#the writing. the character design. the animation. the implementation of the musical element. it was ass guys#full disclosure we were playing a drinking game where we took a shot every time they said fuck or every time we cringed#(AND WE GOT TIRED OF TAKING NONSTOP SHOTS BY EPISODE TWO. TWO!!!!!!!!)#but i dont think being sober wouldve made it a better experience#and i try to be positive on here! if i dont like something i just talk about it with my friends irl! but christ almighty. that show is ass
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Had an idea
#husk would never say that sober but….#Hazbin hotel#hazbin#angel husk#angelhusk#huskerdust#angel dust#hazbin hotel husk#comic
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had the idea that when the company in laketown had that little celebration before they left the next day, bilbo got a little tipsy and definitely leaned on Thorin a lot...
#art#bagginshield#the hobbit#lotr fanart#thorin i believe never really drinks so he pretty sober JSDFS#and hes so shy too so he'd just be *blushing emoji*
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if youre still taking requests.. grant and terry hanging out.. could be teen them or adult them :]
how about drunk college-aged grant and tj lol
also this ask is from last year WOW im terrible at checking my inbox
#dungeons and daddies#dndaddies#dndads#dndads s2#dndaddies s2#grant wilson#terry jr stampler#my art#my asks#loosely based on one time when my friends were all drunk adn went to where we work and bothered our boss and then i pushed one of them in a#shopping cart bc a coworker said there were creepy guys in the parking lot (it was late at night) and we ran up and down the lot hollering#looking for those dudes but we never found them lol (believe it or not i was sober lmaoooo)#working on emptying my inbox so if u sent something forever ago and are wondering if i saw it well then today is ur lucky day#anyway they are THEE best friends EVERRR
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me thinking Haha 5’9 is kindof short. then remembering i’m 5’3
#adrian always never seems that much taller than me then we stand next to each other#and well. sobering moment.
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Some sillt stuff im thinking of bc i rewatched twf4 a 3rd time;
Sophie and Brian
-The whole face tracking thing in twf 4, I made a connection of the fact that after Brian's death, it shows the face tracking thing;
-ALSO, the face tracking did not work on Sophie, [though they (Susan and Charles) were experimenting on Banny, not Bon] – and after Brian's death he says "he thought I was her." So Bon's face tracking probably malfunctioned.
Susan's death rattle
-At the end of twf 4, we see a tear drop on the Banny animatronic head, and we hear breathing, weird breathing.
-This is agnol breathing, (better known as a death rattle). A death rattle is whenever the brain doesn't get enough oxygen, and it usually signifies the end of a person's life. Poor Susan bro.
Ed and Molly!! :(
-At the start of the episode, it shows Ed and Molly walking together to find 'Uncle' Felix, (who has been drinking.)
-They both look TERRIFIED, supposedly knowing that Felix was under the infulence and didn't feel safe going home
-(This also appears in twf 3, with them saying hes going too fast or smth and that they want to go home.)
Rip susan woodings you wouldve fucking hated rishi sunak
#the walten files 4#the walten files#twf 4 spoilers#twf#twf 4#twf 3#ed and molly#felix kranken#also i forgot to mention this but like if ur an addict its never too late to change and get sober for the better <3
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It's impossible to say how many roses he bought me. Roses spilled onto the ground as I went. If I've ever been pretty, it was on that early Paris morning with roses overflowing from my full-to-the-brim arms.
Clarice Lispector, Too Much of Life: The Complete Crônicas (January 6, 1968)
#clarice lispector#literature#so last halloween my bestie and i got a lil drunk and ended up at the new-ish strand outpost on the uws#because the only thing better than a sober purchase is a completely blitzed one#and i drunkenly YANKED the complete cronicas AND the short stories off the shelf and tottered off to the cashier#so i'm holding about two thousand pages worth of clarice at this point#and my friend is equally sloshed but she's like 'how are you going to get all this back to atlanta? i saw your bergdorf bags!'#me: 'no it's fine it's fine i will read clarice. on the plane. in my neeew heaaadbaaands.'#anyway my advice to all of you is never bring a book over 600 pages on a plane#i think i tore a nerve#the atlanta airport is the hub of the world which sounds nice#but it's not a cute little hallmark channel airport where you can feasibly run for the train with 5 pounds of books in your arms#regrets...i've had a few
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they're the 🐺 and 🐇 emojis
#river dipping#ts4#matthias evanoff#theodore doe#echthroi#GOD........... PUTTING THEIR CAS HEADSHOTS SIDE BY SIDE MAKES ME FEEL SO CRAZY. THEY JUST. THEY JUST LOOK LIKE THIS.......#NEVER NEEDED [REDACTED] SO BAD IN MY LIFE..... EMBARRASSINGGGGGG. LET'S GET A GRIP.#also i can't wait for when i get better at making scars and can make matthias's chin scar look how it's supposed to#it's meant to be gnarly. like. well there's a lot of real estate on that chin first of all 😭#but his mother threw a very heavy decanter at his face so. thick glass. it was fleshy and bloody.#in my head the scar's more like a rough edged gouge than a thin line of scarred over skin. like his chin was torn open.#the skin is probably lighter there and raised. ik my glass scars are like that (tho they're from a window so it's different)#and i think i want the scar to be more vertical and kind of... reaching? like maybe it goes down underneath his chin too?#hmmm...#i wish i had a reference for the exact kind of scar but alas </3#i do have a reference for the scars on his torso from the lung surgery he had in his teen years tho!#...typing ! at the end of that unthinkingly only to sober up like two seconds later bc like. and WHY did he need that surgery exactly? GOD.#matthias's character has so many scars but theo has zero... it really speaks to the different kinds of violence they faced#mirror images but the words are backwards yk.......#no one cared about appearances with matthias or worried about having to hide the evidence..... jesus. god............... well.#christ.#just sat here staring at my screen for two minutes.#well. i do think it's interesting the way the does vs. evanoffs treated their kids. the abuse was so different but it still connects them..#and that isolating distance vs. suffocating closeness shaped both matthias and theo's personalities in such an obvious way#like you look at their character traits and it's like. well first off THAT'S a symptom! but also. jesus. it all traces back to the crib.#yeah... well let me stop here. bc i realize i'll hit tag limit if i keep talking to myself and i don't want to type something only for it#to delete itself after..... which has happened to me SO many times while rambling abt mattodore in the tags of so many posts 😭#cw abuse mention
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#my art#val#prewar val is so odd. sober. medicated. experiencing happiness love and a sense of belonging he thought hed never have.#lets drop a global nuclear war on him and see how that goes (poorly)
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I exist, I exist, I exist!
Now playing: Robbers - the 1975
Where you’re caught in between your old life and new, and Saeyoung is full of indescribable emotions.
[Alternatively, the first time MC and Saeyoung canonically fucked in the secret ending.]
He was pacing. He’s been pacing for the past half hour, working out every possible branch that could happen from his plan. If this were a cartoon, the floor would’ve been worn down until he was in a pit up to his waist.
You watched him from your seat on the bed, leaned against the post.
Saeyoung was anxious. His mind was racing with thoughts of the agency, Saeran, V, and you. He was never the hero in the story, no, he was always someone who worked behind the scenes. The phone beeped with coordinate announcements every few minutes. The journey had just begun, with both of you getting ready to head out the door first thing in the morning.
“I know you’re really scared,” he began. “I’m sorry. I promise everything will be over tomorrow.”
He paused to bend over to triple check the backpacks full of equipment.
“I can’t believe it. I’m going to see my brother,” his voice cracks slightly. “You know, without you, I never would’ve known about any of this. And… for the first time, I want to do things with another person.”
He turned towards you, knelt, took your small hands into his.
“Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. But now I’m afraid.”
He reached his hand up to brush your cheek.
“I’m afraid you’ll run off, or something bad will happen again.”
He gazed into your eyes, seemingly searching for approval. No, confirmation.
“Tonight might be our last night. But if it’s our last night, I just want to do one thing.”
His lips grazed yours.
“Can I… be a bit selfish to you? I-I want to leave evidence on you… that I existed.”
You don’t miss the way he spoke in past tense. It’s like he was ready to leave at the slightest hiccup. He looked wistful and somber.
He caressed your cheek, taking in your appearance.
“I want to hold you and love you all night, just so you can remember me.”
He kissed your hand.
“Will you let me?”
Breath caught in your throat, you nod.
You leaned forward, brushed your lips against his. He rested his hands on your thighs, supported himself as he drew his lips under your earlobe, down your neck, onto the soft skin that connected your shoulders. He lightly nibbled, eliciting small gasps.
He traveled back towards your mouth, kissing you deeply until his lips parted with a small pop!
He fully stood, and gently pushed you backwards onto the mattress.
He stood over you, taking in the shapes of your figure. He’d never felt as close to God as in this moment.
Your hair, expression, trust in your eyes made you appear like an angel to him. He snapped a mental picture of you, and stored it in his heart for later.
In reality, he asked, motioning towards your top: “Can I?”
You pushed your chest out towards him, silent confirmation. With trembling hands, he unbuttoned your shirt. On the last button, he reverently opened the fabric, exposing your bare skin.
Goosebumps shivered up your torso, both anticipation and the coolness of the room. He took notice and traced his fingers over your stomach. Sadness and excitement coursed through his veins. He needed to be with you more than tonight. He couldn’t bear to see you leave him behind.
Tonight, he’d be selfish. He wanted to braid his existence with yours, so that they’ll never unravel.
He ghosted his mouth over your exposed neck, sucked small bites every few inches.
He made his way down your chest, circling your perky buds, bit at your sensitive skin. You sighed contently, relaxing into his touch. His hands gripped your sides, printing his fingertips into your skin.
Your hands wandered down his torso, until you landed at the button of his pants. Slowly, your hand kept going further and further, stroking his length with a feather touch. His hips bucked forward involuntarily and he groaned, releasing your nipple from his teeth.
Your hands made swift work of releasing him from the constraints of his waistband. Your hands tugged at his length, running your finger over his weeping slit.
“F-Fuck, my love, you’re so good, so pretty,” he panted. It took a tremendous amount of effort to not fuck into your fist, much as he wanted to.
He knelt above you, removed your bottoms and underwear. He lightly scratched your thighs, taking satisfaction in your whines.
He lowered himself between your thighs, kissing down the top of your thighs, inner thighs, pussy, and finally, there.
He suckled on your throbbing clit, keeping a slow and hard rhythm. He bit on your nub between licks. Your thighs shook, wanting to close around him.
Strong hands maintained your thighs open, gripping soft flesh as he methodically maneuvered your clit between his lips and tongue.
As he felt you grind against his tongue, he slowly introduced a finger into your entrance. He relished in your gasping.
“Please, please Saeyoung, ‘s too much,” your stomach tightened in pleasure.
He inserted another finger, sped up his pace. He kept up his ministrations without faltering. Groans escaped him, as he took great pleasure in your taste and feel.
Your walls surrounded his fingers deliciously, and your wetness cascaded into his mouth as he worked you into a state of bliss.
He pointed his tongue, massaged your heavy clit in his mouth with every suck. As his fingers furled up into the soft area inside of you, you fell apart on him.
Your thighs shook, eyes rolled up, mouth open in a soft oh!
Saeyoung watched you with adoration peppered across his face. You, covered in faint purple and red love bites, filled to the brim with him, his hands, his affection.
“Pretty, so so pretty for me. You can come again, right?” he looks at you with want, like he’s never wanted anything more. Hands guided his badly aching and leaking tip to your entrance.
“You can come with me in you? I want to feel it, feel you, need to feel you around me,” he paused to push the tip in, shallowly pumping in and out.
“‘s okay, ‘s okay, gonna fill you up, gonna make you feel good,” he starts to babble, intoxicated by you.
“Want you to remember me, remember how good you feel with, fuck, me. Need you, need you, need, mmf, you—“
Upon the last syllable, he pushed fully in. The sensation had you feeling full, while he felt you warm and overwhelming. Mouths open, tongues peeking out, you pulled him towards you. He envelopes your mouth, drinking in your moans as he slowly gyrated his hips into yours.
You rested your ankles on his lower back, pushing him to go deeper. He broke free of your kiss and straightened up, failing to falter in his thrusting. He pushed your leg to rest on top of the bedpost, allowing him to reach further into you. His hands rested on your open thighs, massaging them roughly. Sweat beaded down his furrowed eyebrow.
“Y-You’re doing so fucking well for me, my love. So gorgeous, all for me, like I, ah, deserve it. So pretty, taking my cock like that.”
He pinched your clit gently between his fingers as he pounded into you. His other arm hoisted your hips up, allowing his curved figure to repeatedly access the soft and spongy part inside you.
Your hands gripped onto nothing, hips moving in sync to his. The tension snapped in your stomach again, and you came. The feeling spread white hot to your fingertips, as you creamed a thick ring around his cock.
He whined, muttering out curses as he continued to rut into you. Your sensitive hole gripped him, lewd noises filling the cabin as a result from your arousal. You pleading whines spurred him on.
He thrust steady hard pumps into you, relishing your orgasm as he pulled out and fisted himself to completion on your chest and cheeks. Your tongue stuck out, licking up what you could around your mouth and pulling him in for a taste.
He collapsed on top of you, spent. He wanted to leave evidence that he existed. He wanted to exist, and he wanted to exist next to you for the rest of his life. You accepted him, and he wanted to love you deeply for the rest of his life.
#mysme#mystic messenger#saeyoung choi#saeyoung x reader#saeyoung x mc#saeyoung smut#707 x reader#707 x mc#707 smut#mystic messenger smut#I was definitely. not sober while writing this so never gonna look at this post again#obligatory I’m sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes
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This isn't what it looks like.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#wen ning#jin ling#lan jingyi#lan sizhui#ouyang zizhen#nameless red disciple#Yes this is supposed to parallel the last boy patting tournament.#Drunkji 2.0 has arrived and he is *not* pleased with this turn of events.#I'm just so glad we have wen ning (baby boy) back. To bad he's about to lose his opportunity for pets#WWX has two hands!!! LWJ just wants Both.#and listen. Both of them are massive perpetrators for hating the fact that they want things.#Adult Wangxian is about having the maturity to communicate with your partner and know your own wants and needs#teenxian would never work out because they would self-identify as 'low maintence partners' and then fail to communicate anything.#Love and peace to the teenxian lovers but if they actually dated in that era it would last a *month* at best.#Drunkji makes me a little sad because we want him to be that honest *sober* but he will get there. He will get there....#Normally I would skip a day and not post if I was this late but I'm feeling whimsical#I had a blast with this one! Having fun with the layout was...well...fun!
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before the bangs, in tokyo for spur magazine
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#kid krow#maniac#checkmate#kidkrow#the story#wish you were sober#jigsaw#overdrive#telepath#people watching#never ending song
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Your biblically accurate Haymitch is everything to me, he's my fave character! If you ever wanted to make me cry and take an elaborate request, I'd love to see your take on Haymitch remembering his family/his girl in a half-drunken haze. Or even his devastation after the announcement of the Third Quarter Quell and he's remembering snippets of his Games while drunk at his kitchen table! :'(
So, a happy request for your favourite character then? I love it when people go "X is my favourite character… now make them suffer!" 😂
Now, it’s not like l want to make you cry but since you asked for it:
#the hunger games#haymitch abernathy#tw: death#not sure how else to tag this but I hope that the tw is okay#one thing I love about thg is how the narrative handles haymitch#with dignity and grace#in other media the drunk character is almost always portrayed negatively#and they only get redeemed if they get sober#haymitch most likely never will#but it never diminishes his character and his worth#anyway this pic turned out very dark#it’s meant to be one of haymitch‘s nightmares#haunted by how he found his mother little brother and his girl after his hunger games
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