i want to go home & get drunk

anonymous asked:

I'm drunk af & I want to kill myself

Please don’t do anything stupid go home drink water and sleep it off if this is something you feel all the time even when you’re not drunk it’s okay to admit you need help and it’s okay to ask for it you’ll get through this just hang in there

the funny thing is i spent my entire afternoon getting drunk af and i just got home. i logged in on tumblr Just to answer messages and i have 8 asks like “where tf are u”/“glad u aren’t here for this”/“somehow i Know this is your fault” AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHATS GOING ON (as always) and Then i scroll down brunas @suprcorp blog and somehow it all makes sense and i go back to wanting to Die again,,,,

pinky promise

request: can you write something about Harry’s girlfriend throwing him a surprise 23rd birthday party with all his friends and he gets v drunk and just loves her a lot

no warnings.

“Love, do we have to go out tonight? I just want to stay home with you.” I smiled when I felt Harry’s arms go around my waist, pulling me to his chest.

“We already made reservations.” I turned in his arms, “Don’t be so lame, it’s gonna be fun, I promise. Besides, you won’t get to see your family next week since we’re flying back to L.A. and you know they want to see you for your birthday.“

"You’re right.” He kissed me briefly on the mouth, “Come on then.” He said, tugging me by the hand.

I smiled to myself as we left his flat, knowing that he had absolutely no clue what was waiting for him at the restaurant.

“What are you so happy about today?” Harry asked as we got out of the car.

I shrugged, “There’s lots to be happy about. Like how my boyfriend is the best guy in the world.”

He narrowed his eyes, “Stop being so corny you’re making me uncomfortable.” I laughed and he pulled me in his arms, kissing me again, “I feel the same way about you, you know.” He said tucking a hair behind my ear.

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anonymous asked:

How would be clexa Christmas in the mystic coffee universe? ❤

oh gosh, okay here, take this gross mess of holiday mystic au clexa feels

Clarke is generally unused to celebrating the holiday since she definitely doesn’t (can’t) go home, and her friends are usually busy or they go to distant relatives houses and Clarke hasn’t wanted to impose by inviting herself along. So usually she’d just crash on her couch and watch whatever crappy Christmas movie was on tv and get drunk on corner-store eggnog and eat mini candy canes until her stomach is sick. After the first two years of doing it, it was basically a tradition and it hadn’t really occurred to her just yet that this year might be a bit different.

So it’s mid-December when she offhandedly tells Lexa with a shrug that she usually doesn’t put much thought into the holiday, and the other girl stops them dead in the middle of the sidewalk aghast because, “Clarke, it’s Christmas.” And when this doesn’t garner the response she wants, she becomes determined to make sure Clarke gets caught up in the spirit of it. They end up running to a bunch of different stores, picking up lights and decorations right then and there and Clarke is mostly humoring her because she’s so amused by how excited Lexa is and okay maybe it’s a little contagious and I guess some of these decorations aren’t so bad. But then a day later Lexa buzzes Clarke’s apartment and she’s standing on the sidewalk looking half-frozen, breath coming out in puffs, next to a christmas tree. "Don’t just stand there, help me carry it in.” And when Clarke finally gets over her shock, they somehow manage to get it inside her apartment before any of the neighbors catch Clarke using magic after the two of them give up halfway up the stairs. 

And then Lexa is running around the room hanging up paper snowflakes and going on about sugar cookies and this new peppermint drink they’ve got on the menu in the coffee shop that doesn’t actually taste like pure sugar. And Clarke is just shuffling from foot to foot and helping when she can but it all seems kind of foreign to her. Because she still doesn’t completely get it, she doesn’t get the whole point, the whole fuss. But later, it’s dark out and Lexa asks “ready?” and flips the switch on the wall, and the small tree that she dragged all the way to Clarke’s apartment from god knows where, is softly set aglow…and Clarke gets it. 

And Lexa is watching her with a soft, knowing grin and after a moment Clarke just shakes her head and pulls her close and kisses her, because it’s the easiest way to convey this indescribable fullness in her chest. The lights on the tree blink and twinkle in response and the branches get fuller and Lexa is laughing softly and saying something about how Clarke is mixing up christmas tree traditions with mistletoe ones. 

And on the day, even though the forecast calls for clear skies, Clarke’s window alone has soft flurries on the other side. It’s late and she’s wearing a ridiculous sweater and they’re dozing together on the couch, neither wanting to move anywhere. Half-finished mugs of still-steaming apple cider sit on the table next to the snowflake shaped cookies that Lexa stole from work. The Christmas tree is lit up softly (it’s grown a bit since they first brought it in) and now sits with ornaments that like to appear and disappear or rearrange themselves on their own and it might be a little strange to anyone else but to them it’s perfect. 

Clarke feels warm and loved and thinks that maybe this new tradition isn’t so bad at all.

[writing soundtrack, taken from my mystic au playlist, was Weather by Novo Amor]

Promise Me** Derek Luh**


I cant do this anymore. I’m tired of having Derek come home late and drunk. If he’s in the studio, making music, then I don’t mind, but no, he’s out with KDL and Tyler. Me and Derek have been dating for about three years, and we had a cute mixed baby last year. I feel like us having a baby, made it stressful for both of us. I couldn’t really get around being a DJ, and he couldn’t go on tours, since we both promised she’d be our first priority.  He’s finally big like he’s always wanted to be.The more stress, more drinking he’d do. It’s like all his anger would come out when he’d get drunk and come home. He’d start taking it out on me, and last night was the worst. We were arguing last night and stuff got physical. We were throwing words at each other like it was nothing, calling each other bitches, etc. He started yelling in my face and he backed me up against a wall and punched a family picture of us and it shattered. We haven’t spoken since then, and I just don’t know what else he could do, and my daughter came to my mind. I love Y/D/N with all my heart and I want the best for her and I feel like this isn’t it. Going in me and derek’s shared room, I get a duffel bag and fill it with clothes and everything else I need. I get a baby bag for Y/D/N, and stuff it with clothes. Walking into her room with the duffel bag over my shoulder, I scoop her up out of the crib. Looking into her pretty hazel eyes, she looks at me and starts to giggle and smile. “ Hi baby.” I say swaying her. “ Don’t worry, we’re gonna get out of here. I want the best for you, so we’re going away for awhile.” I whisper. Like she understood what I said,she started to frown and cry. “ Shh, it’s okay baby. We’ll leave.” I say kissing her forehead. I put her bag over my shoulders, and had her in my arms. Turning off the lights, and turning on the kitchen light, I see Derek sitting at the counter, just staring. “ W-When did you get here?” I ask. “ Not too long ago. Where do you think you’re going with Y/D/N?” he asks standing up. “ We’re leaving.” I say. His face changes and he looks genuinely hurt. “ Why?” he asks crossing his arms. Looking at him, I notice his eyes aren’t bloodshoot and he doesn’t reek of alcohol. “ I’m tired, Derek. You hit a breaking point last night.” I say looking at the wall. “ Baby, I didn’t mean to do that.” he says looking at the floor. “ I know you didn’t, I know you would never hit me..but you were close. And i’m not leaving because of that. You’ve been out late majority of the day for three weeks straight. We both promised Y/D/N would be first priority, and it seems like i’m the only one going through with that promise.” I say raising my voice a little. “ Y/N, this is why I come home drunk and discombobulated all night is because i’m stressed! The baby is stressing me out, YOU are stressing me out. Coming home to all the bitching gets annoying after awhile!” he says yelling. Y/D/N starts to cry and I start swaying her. “ This is what the fuck i’m talking about Derek!” I say shushing Y/D/N. Derek reaches for her, and I move back. “ Don’t touch my daughter.” I say sternly and I continue to back up from him. “ Give her here Y/N, i’m not fucking playing with you.” he says. “ And i’m not playing with you, don’t fucking touch her. You want to get money, live the big life, and perform in sold out stadiums, but you cant be there for your fucking daughter?! How the fuck does that work?!” I say yelling in his face. “ Y/N, put Y/D/N in her crib and we’ll talk it out baby.” he says. Being me, I listened to him and put Aaliyah back in her crib and left the packed stuff in the room. Walking downstairs, I feel Derek’s arms wrap around my waist and pull me onto the couch. “ Baby, i’m sorry. I know I’ve been acting like this for awhile, it’s just i’m stressed. But, i’m gonna do this for you and Y/D/N. I love you baby. I love both of you.” he says kissing my cheek. “ Promise, me and her will be your first priority.” I say looking him in the eyes. “ I promise baby. I love you.” he says pecking me everywhere. “ I love you too.” I say kissing him passionately on the lips.

pt 2 smut????

Hey, America? An open letter from a Christian.

I’d really appreciate if you took a moment to read this. Get to the end, read with an open mind and listen to what I’m saying before murdering me.

Your new President appears to support Christianity. That’s fine. Bashing other religions? That is not okay. I’m sorry, you guys don’t deserve that disrespect.

His party’s beliefs appear to be very conservative, and some of the things that Mike Pence believes in are crazy conservative.

Can I make some arguments, here? I am a Christian. I have conservative(ish) beliefs. I don’t smoke, won’t have sex before marriage and don’t really drink that much. But you know what? Those are my beliefs. If you want to get drunk then go sleep around, that’s your call, it doesn’t affect me. All I’ll do is make sure you’re safe, make sure you’re consenting and make sure you get home alright. My beliefs don’t have any effect on your choices and I won’t make you live by my standards.

A lot of Christians believe that same sex relationships are wrong. Personally, I am not making a judgement call on this, it’s not my position to decide. Either way, whether someone supports your choice or not, they shouldn’t judge you or treat you any different. EVEN IF a Christian thinks a gay relationship is wrong (just hear me out), that shouldn’t change a thing. They should still treat you the same, love you, support you, be your friend. I have gay friends, bi friends, ace friends, trans friends, I don’t act any different towards them. Everyone is a person. Everyone is worthy of love. We’re all equal.

If a ‘Christian’ attacks you for your beliefs or tries to force their views on you, they’re not representing our God correctly. Literally, our second most important commandment is “love your neighbour as yourself”. Love, respect and empathy are core to our belief, so if someone hates you for what you’re doing, please do not think it’s because of their faith. That is their personal issue. They’ve got some ‘I’m high and mighty coz I’m a good person bow to me trolololo” complex going on. 

We do not have the right to treat anyone as lesser than ourselves. No right. Whatsoever. No matter what. Never. “But what about-” NO. Shush. Love your neighbour. It doesn’t say “unless they do this thing”. Have a look at Jesus’ lifestyle, okay? He loved hanging out with criminals, prostitutes, tax collectors and beggars. He didn’t bash them, he didn’t spit on their life. He had dinner with them. Do y’all wanna come have dinner with me? I don’t have social meals enough so I’d love that! Someone bring the pie.

To the LGBTQ+ community, I am so, so sorry for all the hate you get. I promise with all my heart that that is not what my religion is about. I cried when I heard about the shootings this year. My heart is broken at the thought of anyone being killed for their lifestyle choice. I, and many others, will treat you no different to any other person. There are so many people like me, we just happen to be less vocal than the hateful minority that feel like they have the right to bash you. They’re not justified, and never will be. Even if someone disagrees, they should let you live your life and love you just the same.

Next issue: Abortion.

Abortion is an awful choice. I would hate the thought of any woman being in a position where she must choose that. Not all people see it as morally wrong, so to make a law that tells them to stick to a moral that they genuinely don’t believe in, doesn’t feel right to me. I believe the option should be there, because if it was illegal, people would still do it illegally, and probably less safely.

It’d be like if a vegetarian became president and made it illegal to eat meat. They may genuinely believe in their heart that killing and eating animals is wrong, and they’re entitled to that opinion and can live by that lifestyle. For everyone else that doesn’t have moral issues with it, it seems insane to be forced to live under rules that are there because of one group’s opinion, not nationally shared beliefs.

Some people think abortion is wrong the whole time, some think it’s fine the entire time, others think it’s okay, up to a point, like just the first trimester. It depends on when you believe life begins and how the mother’s rights fit in with the child’s. That’s just the way the world is, people have different views, so we may as well make do with what we can, and support individuals no matter what they choose rather than attack them for their mistakes. 

Too many people say “abortion is wrong” without personalising it. Would you really say to a 14-year-old girl who got raped by her uncle that she is a murderer if she gets an abortion? Context is so important. Yes, some of us may believe is wrong, but telling someone that will hurt them, ostracize them and push them away. We simply cannot make someone hold to our standard just by telling them that we see it as wrong.

You don’t have to be pro-choice to respect people’s decisions. What I do have a problem with is situations where young women are guilt tripped or forced into having an abortion. There should be serious education about the matter so women and girls can make the decision they believe in without getting crap from either side of the debate. 

It’s so easy for someone who is in a safe, loving environment to have strong beliefs without personalising it, and realising there are people in pretty shit situations allows you to empathise and support someone through a hard time without bashing them. Neither choice is easy, so we should be supporting the mothers so that they too are safe.

Forcing abstention, not protecting the LGBTQ+ community, trying to ‘turn gays straight’, not believing in evolution (I’ll come back to this), not allowing gay marriage… These are all things that conservative ‘Christians’ may believe. And hey, if they wanna believe that, that’s fine by me. They can do that within their own lives, that’s cool. The second they try to push that on others, they have overstepped. 

No matter how conservative or liberal your beliefs, you should just stick to them and live by them, and let everyone else do their thing. I do not believe that all laws should be based on Christian beliefs. Christians can still be conservative and believe these things even if everyone else does it. Eating meat is legal, vegetarians can still choose to not to do it. Hence another reason why I am unhappy with the presidential winner. These beliefs cannot be forced on a nation. That just isn’t fair.


I hear Mike Pence doesn’t believe in it. A lot of Christians don’t. That’s their choice. Personally, I do. I think it’s really, really immature to ignore fantastic scientific research just to adamantly support a passage of the Bible that was written poetically (if you want the details of this, feel free to flick me a message), not literally. As someone who believes in a God, I think God used evolution to create the world. So, hey, the world may just be billions of years old and God just kick-started it way back when, and now here we are (quite a lot of Christians that are educated in both religion and science will agree with me). 

Either way, it doesn’t matter. We’re here now. If you’re a hard-core atheistic evolutionist or a strong believer in young earth creationism, it doesn’t matter. That’s another thing we can’t push on each other, no one was there, so we can’t reaaaally prove it either way, unfortunately.

Where am, I going with this? I suppose what I want to say is I am so sorry for any impending law changes that attack things you hold to be true, just because someone else has different beliefs to you. No one deserves that. Anyone who does so is not accurately representing the true, core values of our religion.

TL;DR. Your election has been insane. I’m sorry. If some conservative beliefs get put in place as laws, please do not hate my religion. The people who are representing it are not doing so accurately, and there’s a significant portion of us who agree with what I say. We’re on your side. We are. Anyone who’s not does not have the right to call themselves a true Christian.

Feel free to message me about any of this. Try not to kill each other (or me) in the replies, but please pass this on. I’d love to be able to extend a hand of apology and love to as many people as possible. We’re on this earth together and we gotta get along. Black, white, yellow, tan, brown, pink, blue, green, sparkling in the sunlight like a vampire, orange (yes, Trump too), gay, straight, male, female, local, tourist, immigrant, refugee, or anything in between, we’re all human. We’re all worth love. Every single one of us is worthy of life, joy, safety and happiness. Give someone a hug today. They may need it. 

Drunk little

Mama: *comes home*

Drunk little: “mama… I wuv you so much I… I wuv you lots will you… Will you cuddle me? ”

Mama: *hugs little* “you smell like a brewery little one! What happened? ”

Drunk little: “ umm I was sad… And ummm I missed mama so I wanted a bottle but I got the wrong one and then I drank it and it was the wrong bottle and now I’m…. inebriated…. Yeah”

Mama: *strokes littles back* “awww its OK baby I’m here now. No more alcohol ok? Mama is going to get you some water and coffee and well have a nice nap”

Drunk little: “OK mama” *passes out in mama’s arms*

This Week’s Relatable Post is:



China: meh, I’m only here for the food

America: HI YOUTUBE!! ;D

Japan: just act chill, the photo is almost over

Russia: I swear!.. if aunt patty takes one more photo. I am going to hurl her phone into the fireplace

England: *is drunk on eggnog* why am I here again??

France: Ooo YES! They got my good side!!

Germany: I just want to go home and get some sleep…  *cries*

I Meant It

@scarygoodfanfics  Sam’s Birthday Challenge

Prompt: “Wow, your drunk, can you even walk?”

Warnings: None

“You’re so pretty!” Sam’s large hands smoothed down my hair, as he leaned against me. I was trying to haul him to the car after celebrating his birthday. His arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me close. “You’re hair smells soooo…”

I had to laugh, at his antics. “Come on birthday boy, let’s get you home.”

“What was I saying… Oh your hair, it smells like vanilla and coconut. I just want to eat it.” Stumbling in the parking lot, he falls backward, bringing me down on top of him. His arms enclosing around me, pulling me in for a kiss. 

Knowing I was going to need help, I called Dean. He came out of the bar, seeing Sam laying on the ground he laughed. Bending down he pulled him up. “Woe, your drunk, can you even walk?”

Sam smiled at him. “My beautiful (Y/N), can help me.” Dean helped me get him to the car. Depositing him in the backseat. 

Dean looked at me. “Are you going to be able to handle him, once you get back to the bunker?”

I smiled. “I’ll mange,” Climbing into the car, I drove off to the bunker.

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  • Alec: did I get drunk? I don't remember much
  • Magnus: well, you apparently liked me, as you asked Isabelle, and I quote, "is this beauty single?"
  • Alec:
  • Magnus: then asked me if I wanted to see if your wood was light
  • Alec: *chokes*
  • *half an hour later*
  • Magnus: and then you asked Simon if he planned on dating both Raphael and Isabelle or just one of them, threw up on his shoes and we all decided to go home
Cat Fights - Sami Zayn Imagine

“Sami!! Look this kitten looks like you!” You squeal slightly as you pick up the ginger kitten who’s hair was slightly darker on his chin, making him look like he had a beard “Oh come on Sami let’s get him, we need someone round the house.” The kitten starts to cuddle into your arms till two large hands scoop it up and place him back in the kitten pen “We can’t Y/N I’m not home enough as it is and when I do get home I don’t want to be dealing with a cat scratching at the furniture… How about we get a movie, some food and go home to cuddle” you huff as he pulls you out the shop.

Four hours. That’s how long ago Sami texted you saying he was at the airport and in the first hour you thought it was traffic, which was understandable for the time he landed well that was until you checked Finn’s Instagram. He was out getting drunk. Fine he wanted to go out with the guys and get drunk, then you can go do whatever you want.

Round about 2am Sami came back home completely wasted thinking he was a stealthy ninja as he was walking up the stairs “Stop it!!.. I love you baby.” He stops outside the door hearing you giggle and squeal, suddenly he got extremely angry and stormed in ready to fight the guy you were with what he didn’t expect was to see you sat up on the bed with a little ginger kitten on your lap “Seriously Sami.” You shake your head at the Canadian wrestler as you stand up leaving the kitten on the bed and go to grab a blanket and pillow “get out my sight.” You hiss as you shove the pillows into his chest.

Groaning, you roll over sighing when you felt the cold, empty side of the bed “Zayn Jr!” You call out wanting the warmth of the small Kitten. When you didn’t feel any movement on the bed you sat up, rubbing your eyes “Zayn Jr?”
Quickly, you jump out the bed and run down the stairs, stopping when you saw the sight of Sami holding the ginger feline wearing a matching hat to him in one hand and a bouquet of daisies in the other “Listen, I know I’m an idiot and I don’t deser- I’m sorry I can’t concentrate when you look so beautiful, I mean you’ve just woken up and you look like a super model. Anyway, I don’t deserve you and I really need you to forgive me because I can’t function without you Y/N. we can keep the cat, Hell, we can buy a thousand cats if it would make you happy because that’s all I want. I know I’m ranting but I just really Lo-” his eyes widened as you cut him off with a kiss “I forgive you, you idiot. I love you both of you.”

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Social Life

  • Don’t worry too much, you’ll have friends.
  • That doesn’t mean they’ll come to you; talk to people (say hi, smile, ask…), everyone is looking for new people.
  • You don’t have to stick with the first person you meet: that’s good for the first couple of days, but if you realise you don’t have much in common look for new people.
  • Say yes: saying yes to people’s plans is a great way to meet new people, discover new interests and have fun.
  • Don’t say yes too much though: remmber you can’t be a two places at once, say no if you can’t go or if you simply don’t want to go.
  • There’ll be parties but you choose what you do there: you’re an adult now and are responsible of your own acts, I would suggest not getting too drunk because you’ll have fun anyways (and if you rather stay home that’s ok too).
  • High school friends: you may still me BFF or you’ll slowly loose contact; there’s no inbetween.


  • Start at the begining: everyone says that, so it must be true.
  • Plan: it’s good to know when you’ll do things, but don’t worry to much if you do things outside your plans.
  • Turn off your phone, yes actually turn it off it’s the only way to avoid distractions.
  • Don’t spend a whole week in the library, sitting there for hours won’t make you smarter, you actually need to study.
  • ASK, ASK, ASK. All your professors are willing to help (did you also know they’re getting paid for that?), and if you can’t ask your professor ask some friends I’m sure they’ll gladly help.
  • EXPLAIN. If you’re able to explain the lesson to someone that means you understood it! If you can’t find a friend to do that, do it with your siblings or just imagine yourself talking to someone I swear you won’t look crazy.
  • All-nighter is NOT the solution: if you don’t know it by 10pm you’ll hardly know it by 8 am, and you’ll be more tired during the exam.
  • Failure is not the end. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has bad days, and you know what? It’s perfectly fine. Stand up and prove everyone you can do it! (I believe in you).


  • Family will always be there, make sure you’re there for them too.
  • If you live far away from them:
    • Call once a week (texting doesn’t count as a call).
    • Plan when you visit ahead of time.
  • If you still live with them:
    • Don’t be with them only at dinner time…
    • Be grateful for having them around.


  • Eat properly, pizza and noodles daily shouldn’t be your main option.
  • Try cooking (if you can), and experiment, cooking doesn’t have to be boring.
  • Eat more fruits as snacks (bananas, oranges, strawberries…).
  • Studies say: a square of chocalte per day are beneficial for your brain (just one though).
  • DO some kind of sport: join a team, go to the gym or just jog on saturdays morning.

Can I get a 24 and a 34 with Chib’s pretty please?!

“I’ll sleep under the sheets, you sleep on top of them.” “I had a nightmare about you and just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

Time off

I was beyond angry, Chibs had been out with the boys every night since they came back from a successful run, bar after bar he always came home drunk and thinking giving me a small kiss and cuddling me was going to make me forgive him for everything. This situation got worse after two weeks of making me feel the same way, I didn’t see my old man at all and he was going on a run once again so I just hid my discomfort when he told me, the last thing I wanted to do was to fight with Chibs before he left.

“Are you okay lass?” he said before kissing me on the cheek

“Yeah, I’m good.” I said before hugging him tightly “Be safe” I said lowly and he nodded before giving me a gentle kiss.

“I’ll miss you love” he said before heading out the door “Love ya” he said and I waved at him before seeing him take off the street.

After another day alone I couldn’t deal anymore, after work I headed home to pack a small bag and get away from Charming for the weekend. I took everything I needed for a getaway and headed out, about an hour and a half from Charming there was a small lounge that had a spa and seemed like the perfect option.

The run was cut short and Chibs arrived home sooner than expected, all he wanted was to be with his old lady after several weeks of going out and doing business and have a calm weekend at home but when he got there she was nowhere to be seen, he grew desperate and looked around and saw a lot of her stuff still there, almost all her clothes with a few exceptions but the lack of her things in the bathroom was all he needed to know that she went away, but he had no idea where or why.

“Hello?” I said with a groggy voice, a good massage was all I needed for life to come back to my body.

“Lass, where the hell are you?” said the Scottish man at me.

“I went away for the weekend, I’m at that small lounge outside of Charming. I said quickly turning on the comfortable bed to look at the menu and order something for lunch “I thought it was a good idea since you were going to be away”

“I was worried love, we came back earlier and I thought we could have a quiet weekend together” he said and I almost sighed on the phone.

“I need some time off, Filip. This past two weeks have been crazy busy at work and you haven’t been here” I said “I might sound whiny but I needed you there and you were not and now I’m starting to feel relief and peace, I’d rather stay here for the rest of the weekend and we can talk tomorrow night when I get back” I could almost feel my heart breaking after all this time I’ve never wanted to be away from my old man but I was too stressed, too filled with negativity and angry that I needed this before I flipped him off and destroyed everything good we have.

“Sure love, whatever you need” he said and I heard his heavy breathing on the other side of the line “I’m so sorry I neglected ya, YN. You know I love ya right?”

“I know, Filip. I love you too. Have a good night” I said and the call was soon over. I was sound asleep when the sound of my phone woke me up, I rubbed my eyes before taking my phone and seeing the caller ID. “Filip?” I said

“Lass, I had a nightmare about you and just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” I felt my heart flutter at his comment and I smiled a bit “Are you okay?”

“Yes, love. I’m okay” I said, I could hear his breathing from the other side and I imagined how he looked right now, probably only wearing some old pants or his boxers and no shirt. Seating against the headboard phone in hand. “I’d be better if you were here” I whispered. “I know what I said but, this could be good for us.” I said and I could almost see him nodding. “Are you coming?” I said when I didn’t hear an answer from him.

“Yes, love. I’ll be there soon” a bit more than an hour later Chibs called me again, I opened the room’s door when I heard his soft nock.

“I’m glad you are here” I said crushing myself against his chest and he kissed me softly. “I’m sorry I was all pissy”

“I’m sorry I was a wanker and didn’t make my old lady a priority” he said I nodded slowly kissing him once again before going back to bed together.

“I’m cold Filip” I said when he threw himself on top of the sheets instead of under, I immediately moved the sheets to cover myself with the soft material.

“Well I’m too hot, baby so we have a problem” he said giving me a little pout and making me roll my eyes at him.

“I’ll sleep under the sheets, you sleep on top of them.” I said moving to my side of bed and closing my eyes “Cuddle me though” I said and he laughed a bit.

“Of course, my love” he said kissing me on the back of my neck.

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I read a prompt completely wrong but it seems a waste to just delete the headcanons. So here, hopefully y’all still enjoy them.


  • Everyone is worried she’ll be violent or end up crying or something but no, Reina is a flirt
  • She’s a dang good flirt too but mostly just wants a bit a teasing and maybe kissing instead of getting anywhere raunchy
  • Is usually the responsible, sober mom friend willing to take you home so if she’s going to get drunk it’s a go big or go home moment for her
  • Remembers to drink water and leaves notes anyway for sober her and her drinking friends to find


  • Camilla is far from a lightweight but after a certain point ends up feeling moody and really does not like to be left alone once drunk
  • Becomes more hostile to strangers or people she doesn’t like
  • She becomes even more cuddly than before and that mixes with the fact that she likes to dance more when she’s drunk
  • Wakes up groggy and with a slight headache but not horribly worse for wear when she does get drunk


  • He knows exactly what he’s doing and if you think this is his first substance party you obviously weren’t paying attention
  • Glitter is everywhere, as are his clothes
  • Starts talking in other languages and doesn’t even realize he’s doing it honestly 
  • Is one of those horrible people that wakes up chipper and actually ready for the next day (with perfect hair)


  • Is still trying to sell you things- even things that aren’t hers to sell at all
  • She does this speaking a hodgepodge of languages, and a bit of sign language when she’s busy drinking
  • Is so much less secretive when she’s drunk but nobody believes her stories about her families anyway so it works out in the end (if they even understand her)
  • Falls asleep trying to cuddle with the nearest pet, crying (or just whining loudly) when the animal doesn’t want to stay and won’t even be remotely bribed either
Drunk sentence starters

“Let’s get another round over here!”
“I’m cutting you off.”
“You can’t cut me off!”
“How much have you had to drink?”
“Are you…drunk?”
“I’m just a little tipsy. I’m fine.”
“Please don’t throw up.”
“Is that water or vodka?”
“You planning on sharing that?”
“Sit down, you can’t even walk.”
“Put your glass down, we’re going home.”
“You need to go to bed.”
“I’m calling you a cab.”
“How long have you been drinking like this?”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“You’re going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.”
“When did you start drinking today?”
“Here, let’s get you to a cab.”
“You’ve got school/work in the morning.”

Calling Them When You're Drunk (Not Dating) - BTS


Seokjin: *actually worried*

“She scares me so badly when she does this..”

Originally posted by synthbin

Yoongi: *pretends to be irritated but was pulling on a shirt while you rambled about leaves to him*

“Shut up and tell me where you are, I'm on my way. We’re going to stay at your place.”

Originally posted by kths


“You went fucking drinking without me?”

Originally posted by jimentos

Namjoon: *totally trying to get laid*

“You’re drun- wait what? You want me? Where you at tho.”

Originally posted by vubbletae


“Please please get home safely and call me back when you’re sober.”

Originally posted by suga-com


“Is she serious? It’s Monday night..”

Originally posted by holdmettightbts

Jungkook: *annoyed beyond belief*

“Y/n, find your way to the dorm before I have to come find you. You’re staying with me tonight.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Drunk Emma
  • Snow: David??
  • David: *looks up from his video games* Yes?
  • Snow: Where’s Emma? Have you seen her?
  • David: Umm..
  • Snow: David? Do you know anything? She’s drinking again, isn’t she ?
  • David: She wanted to go to the Rabbit Hole.
  • Snow: Why didn’t you tell me? And why did you let her go?
  • David: She needs time, Mary Margaret. She’s an adult. We can’t tie her up on the bed.
  • Snow: Let’s go, she probably needs help.
  • —————————————————————————————————————————-
  • Emma: Mary, Charming!! Come have a shot with me!
  • Snow: Emma, you’re drunk. Let’s get you home.
  • Emma: Nope. I wanna talk to Regina.
  • David: You can talk to her tomorrow. She’s probably asleep and you should be asleep too.
  • Emma: *takes out phone* I’m gonna call her.
  • Snow: *takes phone from Emma* You’re not gonna call her when you’re drunk.
  • Emma: *starts screaming* GIIINAA
  • Snow: Emma! Stop!
  • Emma: *starts crying* Don’t tell me what to do. I brought back his fucking wife. I ruined everything. I am so stupid.
  • Snow: *hugs Emma* Emma, it’s okay. You did the right thing. She needs time, but everything will be okay.
  • Emma: *keeps crying*
  • Snow: You need sleep, Emma. Come on, let’s get you to bed.
  • Emma: *holds on to the bar* NO! Not until I talked to Regina.
  • David: *to Snow* We should probably get Regina.
  • Snow: Maybe you’re right.
  • —————————————————————————————————————————-
  • Regina: What the hell, Snow? Why are you calling me at this time?
  • Emma: Ginnaaa!! *hugs Regina*
  • Regina: *surprised and doesn’t know what do do* Emma? *to Snow and David* is she drunk?
  • David: The question is, when isn’t she drunk? She doesn’t do anything else since she brought back..you know.
  • Regina: What..? Why?
  • David: She thinks she ruined everything.
  • Regina: Well..
  • Emma: I wanna be alone with Gina.
  • Regina: *annoyed* It’s Regina.
  • Emma: Yeah whatever.
  • Snow: Emma, we should really go home now.
  • Emma: I wanna stay with Regina.
  • Snow: *looks to Regina*
  • Regina: I’ll take care of her. It’s okay.
  • Snow: Are you sure?
  • Regina: Yes I am. Trust me. *smiles softly*
  • ————————————————————————————————————————-
  • In Regina’s bedroom.
  • Regina: Come on, you really need to sleep Emma. *lays Emma on the bed and takes of her boots*
  • Emma: *looks at Regina*
  • Regina: What..?
  • Emma: You’re pretty.
  • Regina: *blushes slightly* You’re drunk, dear.
  • Emma: *still looking at Regina* Maybe pretty isn’t the right word. You’re gorgeous. You’re literally breathtaking, Gina.
  • Regina: It’s still Regina.
  • Emma: You hate me.
  • Regina: Emma, I don’t hate you…
  • Emma: I brought back his wife. Why wouldn’t you hate me? I ruined everything. God, I’m soo stupid. You’ll hate me forever.
  • Regina: You need sleep, Emma. Please. We can talk about this tomorrow.
  • Emma: I just want you to be happy, you know…*starts crying*
  • Regina: *hugs Emma* You do? *smiles softly*
  • Emma: *hums softly* I love you, Gina.
  • Regina: *takes a step back and blushes slightly* You’re drunk.
  • Emma: I’m not drunk, I’m in love. *smiles sheepishly*
  • Regina: Emma, you’re drunk and you’ll probably don’t remember what happened tonight.
  • Emma: Maybe I won’t. But I’m really sure I’ll still be in love with you.
  • Regina: *smiles* Let’s go to bed.
  • Emma: Bed sounds good. *pats the space next to her on the bed* come on, Gina. Sleep with me.
  • Regina: *grins at Emma’s words* I’m not sleeping with you.
  • Emma: Why? Don’t you think I’m pretty?
  • Regina: *lays next to Emma and looks at her* You are pretty, Emma. You’re more than just pretty. But you’re also really drunk and you should sleep now.
  • Emma: But I can think of better things than sleeping. *wiggles with her eyebrows*
  • Regina: *smirks* And what would that be, dear?
  • Emma: Kiss me.
  • Regina: *surprised* What?
  • Emma: You heard me. I wanna kiss you Gina.
  • Regina: It’s Regi..*gets caught of by Emma’s lips on her own and moans in surprise*
  • Emma: You’re a good kisser RE-GI-NA. *smirks*
  • Regina: Emma…
  • Emma: No. You said sleep right? *puts her finger on Regina’s lips* Shh. Let’s sleep. *snuggles closer to Regina and falls asleep immediately*
  • Regina: *strokes Emma’s hair softly and whispers*
  • I love you too, Emma.
Two-Part Drabble Game

I found this idea while looking around for other drabble games so I decided to make my own list. All the prompts below are ones I thought up, and if they’re the same as on another list, that’s just purely coincidental.

Send me one number from the first list, one number from the second list, and a character and I’ll write a drabble for it. Please don’t spam, I’ll be able to tell if you do.


  1. at a bar
  2. cuddling
  3. fighting
  4. soulmate au
  5. cooking
  6. getting married
  7. in the hospital
  8. after a long day
  9. drunk
  10. by the firelight
  11. making out
  12. domestic
  13. expecting a child
  14. hurt/comfort
  15. protecting
  16. first kiss
  17. seeing the other dressed up
  18. jealousy
  19. love proclamation
  20. cold and wet
  21. college au
  22. someone has the flu
  23. post-argument
  24. after a long time of not seeing each other
  25. first time together
  26. going to the fair
  27. cleaning wounds
  28. pretend relationship
  29. morning after
  30. working late at night
  31. being walked in on
  32. walking home late at night
  33. after the first date
  34. date gone wrong
  35. not wanting to be alone


  1. “I’m with you for a reason, stupid.”
  2. “I had a lot of fun, surprisingly.”
  3. “Look me in the eye; are you sure you’re alright?”
  4. “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.”
  5. “We are not dancing right now.”
  6. “Hey, things could be worse, right?”
  7. “I can’t help it. You’re just really warm. Like a giant heater.”
  8. “I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anybody.”
  9. “Listen, I know it’s hard, but I’m not going anywhere.”
  10. “I just want you to be happy. With or without me.”
  11. “Your hand is in my personal space. Not that I mind.”
  12. “I know it’s late, but I don’t know where else to turn.”
  13. “I could give you a ride, if you want.”
  14. “The guilt is eating me alive.”
  15. “Do you need a massage? A cup of tea? A hot bath?”
  16. “No, no, no. I know where this is gonna lead. We do not have the time for sex.”
  17. “You don’t get to apologize after you’ve hurt me so bad.”
  18. “This is so unfair. You’re bigger and stronger than I am.”
  19. “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Would you mind saying that again?”
  20. “Please stay the night. I really don’t mind. I wouldn’t feel right knowing you’re sleeping by yourself.”
  21. “I’m really busy right now. And what you’re doing is distracting.”
  22. “It may not have a ring or a bouquet of flowers, but the sentiment is still the same.”
  23. “I know you might not think so, but you look really good right now.”
  24. “You’ve been working too hard and need to get some rest. There’s bags under your eyes.”
  25. “You look really peaceful when you’re asleep.”
  26. I’m not very flexible, you know.”
  27. “That looks like my shirt, but it can’t be. I know I left it in my closet, with all the other shirts you try to steal.”
  28. “I don’t like it when you’re alone with them”
  29. “I’m never letting you out of my sight ever again.”
  30. “Please never do that ever again.”
  31. “You look like you need a hug.”
  32. “I just want to be alone right now, okay?”
  33. “I hate that I need you around to feel safe. Because what if one day, I lose you?”
  34. “You? Tackle me to the ground? Don’t make me laugh.”
  35. “It was an accident, I swear.”
Giving In (Harry/W2S)

Warning - smut ——————– I sat on Harry’s bed alone waiting for him to get home. He and the boys had gone out for a boys night out to celebrate Sidemen book reaching number 1. They ha left at about 7.30 and now it’s 2am. They should be back soon hopefully and I want to be awake when they get back knowing they’ll be drunk off their faces. I just scrolled through twitter on my computer to pass time and in about 20 minutes I heard to door open. I got up and left the room to go get them and was welcomed with loud laughter and a loud thump. When they came into view I see Harry and Freezy standing by the door laughing while Cal is lying on his back on the floor. I sigh and help him up before guiding him to bed and doing the same with Freezy then fighting me the whole way. Eventually I get Harry into our room and shut the door before putting my computer On the ground next to the bed. I sit Harry on the bed and help him get changed for bed. When he is just sitting in his underwear he decided to speak “hmm do you want this babe” he says slurring his words together. “No babe not tonight your drunk” I say softly while looking in his eyes. His eyes soften and he starts giving me the puppy dog eyes and pulls me into his lap. “Please baby, I’ve been thinking of you all night” he whispers in my ear with a raspy voice while guiding my hips to grind in him. I feel him start to kiss my neck leaving some marks claiming me as his. “Harry your drunk not tonight” I say unconvincingly. “Are you trying to convince me or you about that baby girl” he says with a smirk grinding me harder into him. After that he flips us so I’m under him and he pulls at my shirt hinting he wants it off. When I push his hand away and shake my head he pushes his lips to mine and that’s when I break, pulling my shirt off and kissing him back. He smirks and grinds on me and I can feel that he is almost fully hard. I pull my shorts down along with my underwear while he kicks off his. I pull away and reach to the side to grab a condom for him and I roll it on while he is still kissing my neck and occasionally my lips. He spreads my legs wide and sits between them lining himself up. He teases my entrance with his tip “stop teasing Harry” I say. As soon as I say that he thrusts all the way in not letting me her used to the size he immediately starts thrusting hard and fast. My legs are wrapped around his hips pushing him into me and my nails are scratching at him back. He continues making marks on my body while grunting every now and then while in almost screaming from the pleasure. He slips his hands under me and lifts me up onto him for a new angle. the new angle allows him to reach my g spot easily making me moan louder getting closer and closer. “Is about to cum baby” I say in between moans. “Me too babe me too” he grunts. Soon my release hits and I’m shaking and screaming from the pleasure of that orgasm, mine triggered Harry’s and he releases into the condom before pulling out of me and taking it off to chuck it out. We both lay down and cuddle to each other satisfied. In seconds I hear his light snoring and soon After I follow and fall asleep. —————————– I know not the best but I was falling asleep writing this as it’s 2 in the morning and I should be asleep😂 anyway good night everyone love you <3

Originally posted by mmxix