The signs as things my friends told me when they were drunk:
*Check your Sun and your Moon sign*:
Aries:“I’m chill and I will fight whoever tells me otherwise.” Taurus:“I don’t like this drink” *2 min later* “give me more” Virgo:“I hate alchol, I only drink tea; Long Island Iced tea". Gemini:“I wanna talk to my mirror in private.” Cancer: “Leave me alone: I need to meet some old friends. *whispering* “They’re aliens.” Leo: “I want to be seen as a rude cinnamonroll.” Libra:“I put the word “king” in “King Kong". ” Scorpio:“Maybe we’re always drunk and only when we drink we’re sober.” Sagittarius: “I really don’t care if all the people die, ecxept for dogs”. Capricorn: “I’m dwelling with this drink.” Aquarius: “I bet my tears will taste like tequila tomorrow”. Pisces:“No estoy borracho.” (I’m not drunk, in spanish) but he was drunk and he doesn’t speak spanish.
She was clutching his arm as she stood on her
tip-toes; cold lips pressed against his hot ones.
Funny thing is that she thought his lips would
be cold; ice cold just like the rays of his cold gun.
But they were hot; burning hot against her and
for a moment everything silenced. The noise, the humming of the Oculus
She felt only his lips on hers and the steady
beating of his heart. It was so bittersweet. Something that she wanted for
longer than she would admit and now that it was finally happening…
She held back tears as she lifted her eyes to
connect with his.
She couldn’t say it out loud.
The pain was overwhelming; spreading from her
lips all the way to end of her toes and fingers.
So she turned away; grabbed Mick and left.
“I’m so sorry.” She wanted to say. But she
up; grasping for air with a strangled breath. She put her hands in her eyes
noticing the tears there.
used to it by now. Years with the nightmares torturing her every single night.
Sometimes it was her past and sometimes it was that day.
hear the sound of the explosion; she would see the Vanishing Pointing blowing
up in front of her eyes.
she turned and she saw him. Lying on his back next to her in their bed on
the Waverider; mouth parted and a hand reaching out for her.
herself smile at the sight but realized that she wasn’t going to sleep anymore,
at least for a while.
slowly slid out of bed and fastened her robe, before the door opened and she
walked out of the room.
thought of going to the training room to blow off some steam but she knew that
she would have to shower afterwards and the sound would wake up Leonard for
sure. She turned towards the kitchen; walking over the fridge and grabbing a
bottle of mineral water. And then her eyebrows furrowed as she realized that
this whole time Mick and Ray had been sitting on the table, beers in their
hell are you doing?” She hissed but did nothing to show them that she was
you think we’re doing? Getting drunk.” Mick said and then looked at the beer
Ray held. “Well I am, he is drinking alchol-free.” His tone was mocking and
both Sara and Ray knew how he felt about almost anything that was alcohol-free.
better.” Sara warned as she sat crossed legged in a chair across from them.
“Why are you up anyway, Ray?” The man gave Mick a puppy-eye look; an indication
that he really didn’t wanna answer.
daughter has gotten so big that he can’t fit into the bed!” Mick exclaimed with
a laugh and Sara felt sympathy for Ray. The beds on the Waverider weren’t
designed for two… Let alone four.
having twins, Mick and the beds aren’t that spacious if you have noticed.” She
turned to Ray. “Maybe you can just ask Gideon to fabricate you a real bed if
worry about it. It’s just for a few more days and then we’re back in Central
for good.” Ray answered with a smile. He and Lily both were ecstatic about the
twins’ arrivals and he had agreed to stay on the Waverider until she was a week
before her due date, before going to settle on Central City for good. “Besides,
now is the best time to bond with Mick!”
of… why aren’t you in bed? As far as I know Amaya isn’t pregnant? …Or is she?”
Mick almost choked on his beer. “Okay got it… Not pregnant.”
one of these nights, Blondie… Where I just can’t sleep. Too much shit going on
in my head.” They shared an understanding look… Sara knew what he was going
through… Even after they fixed time and got Leonard back and even after all
these years… The nightmares were still there.
it.” She responded and Mick knew that
shit like that was bothering her too. Sometimes Snart but he was a master at masking his pain and he had a
feeling that only Sara had seen how he really felt after everything… His own
nightmares and demons.
told him not to hide from her, but his darkness sometimes was a little too
much… so instead he chose to leave her in the dark- the light…
have to let her in Mick.” Sara told him softly. “What you two have is so much
stronger than all your flaws and mistakes. Leonard saw past mine and I saw past
his and that’s what love is.”
stood up and threw his beer on the trash. He turned to Sara. “But you are
taking him back to his room.”
fallen asleep on the table. Great.
groaned as Ray started to softly snore.
leaving Ray on Nate’s room; a late night surprise the man really didn’t
appreciate, she headed back to her and Leonard’s room where the man was still
fast asleep. The latest mission must have tired him a lot more than he had
thought because usually Leonard always knew when Sara wasn’t next to him.
But now she
nightmare was still replaying on the back of her head as she lied back next to
Leonard and pulled him close… but if the nightmares were the price to pay to
have him back, it was more than worth it.
“You can’t be ‘cool’ and drunk at the same time, Karamatsu. Just be drunk for now.”
I notice Kara carries his younger bros a lot so I wanted him to be carried for a change idk ..plus as a bonus here’s Oso not being a shitty older bro I guess loL
Although it was a side note, I did think the directors’ comment about Kara only being able to talk to Oso about certain things like the “how am I painful” conversation they had was cute… Kara wants his younger bros to think he’s cool so bad…..
I don’t think enough people realise that if alcohol was discovered now it would be classified as a Class A drug. That shit is poison. Your body literally throws it back up if you drink too much and people have died from drinking a bottle of it. It’s in the same category as fucking heroin and crack and has been rated the 5th most harmful drug. 5TH. BEFORE MOTHER FUCKING KETAMINE. KET-A-MINE.
But weed, which is the 9th most harmful, used as medicine and you would need to smoke 2 tonnes of it in 45 minutes in order to die, nah, that’s illegal. *Applause*