"I can't put 2 OCs in 1 drawing for this challenge"
Loophole: It's the same person
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Renegade528 on Instagram #Instagram
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Shake Things Up: 7 Must-Try Hpnotiq Cocktails
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Mutuals asleep post stray oc
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hey hey hey guys PUBLIC POLL:
We're gonna try n watch Sonic 2 movie bc we haven't seen it yet, and I thought it'd be fun to get chili dogs and blue drinks to go along lmao. So is Hpnotiq or Baja Blast the obvious choice of disgusting blue drink of the eve?
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Sometimes you just need to get shitfaced drunk with your buddy.
Arcyne belongs to @arcynesbugsnaxart ! Thank you for being such an awesome friend dude <3
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Nobody leave me alone with the liquor cabinet I will make the worst drinks known to man bc I go "yeah I like the idea of these flavors together" without actually thinking anything through
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Kaminari jumped as the floor lamp clicked on, revealing Bakugou wearing a black bathrobe, a mint green mud mask, and bright pink hair curlers.
"And where do you think you're going?" Bakugou demanded calmly, setting down a book.
"K-Kacchan!" Kaminari sweated. "I-I didn't think you'd still be up!"
"Only Deku can call me Kacchan." Bakugou growled.
"Katsuki-"
"No. Answer the question."
Kaminari slowly deflated. "I was going to sneak out to visit Toga."
Bakugou narrowed his eyes. "Why?" He seethed.
"We were..." Kaminari sighed. "We were going to break into the zoo together and force-feed the peacocks Hpnotiq." He confessed lamely.
Bakugou picked up a glass of wine from the side table where he had laid down his book.
"A-Aren't you going to threaten me?" Kaminari poked his index fingers together.
"Oh, no." Bakugou took a sip of wine. "I don't need to do that." He pointed behind Kaminari.
Kaminari slowly turned around to see a furious Kouda, who had materialized behind Kaminari the minute he said "zoo".
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Mystery May
The final clues are falling into place! The solution to @mi6-cafe's mystery of the missing Aston Martin is just within reach…
CLUES #9, #10, #11, & #12
A query to the janitorial staff produced a crumpled piece of paper found abandoned in the double-0 locker room within a few hours of the vehicle's disappearance. The paper proved to be an After Action Report form—blank—smelling of perfume. On the back side of the form, a poem had been handwritten:
I swim in eyes
Like sapphire gin
Drunk on Hpnotiq rays that
Flow like your hips
And silken lips
Until I drown and wash ashore
In curacao blues
Hmm, does one of our double-0 agents have a romantic or poetic nature? Attempts to schedule an appointment with the lead psychologist to ask after the agents' literary inclinations were frustrated by Dr. Swann's recent departure on an unscheduled holiday. Apparently she won't be back for at least a week. In fact, she didn't report in to work on the very morning the Aston Martin was stolen. Her last appointment the day before that was with 0010 (Nomi, the erstwhile 007), and Dr. Swann's secretary reported the two of them leaving together for drinks afterward. A long ladies' trench coat left behind on the doctor's coat rack carried the same perfume scent as the mysterious poem found in the agents' locker room.
Despite initial reticence, the secretary agreed to turn over the voicemail message she'd received from Dr. Swann just before 0700 yesterday. In it, a giggling Madeleine Swann informs her secretary of her forthcoming absence, asks her to pet sit again, and makes reference to a gift card she's just emailed the secretary for putting her to the trouble. A highly unprofessional sort of message for the head of the department to leave, especially as she never sent official word of her holiday to M.
But what was most interesting about the message turned up upon further analysis of the audio file: the background sounds included a ferry intercom announcing imminent disembarkation at the Port of Calais, another woman's laughter, and the rumble of a high-performance engine. The quartermaster was good enough to confirm that the distinctive engine profile in the voicemail matched that of the missing Aston Martin…and that 0010's SmartBlood tracker put Nomi on the same ferry with Madeleine Swann not five hours after the vehicle's theft.
Based on my analysis of the evidence, I am declaring the case of the missing Aston Martin officially solved. I will submit my report to M promptly for all appropriate disciplinary measures and for retrieval of the costly vehicle.
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Muse as a drink
If Vizzy were to introduce a drink to her club's bar menu, it would definitely be something themed after herself, "humble" as she is. XD
This right here would be the Blue Moon Rising! Simple but elegant with a blend of tangy tartness and tropical fruity sweetness with just the right amount of fizz. A combination of Hpnotiq, a splash of white wine, and lemon-lime soda up the rest of the way. Garnished with butterfly pea flowers and a sprig of mint.
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~'Tis a Mystery~
LK 122: Trading Versailles Places
pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4 pt5
"because he adopts them."
Are they serving water, hpnotiq, or romulan ale?
whaaat you dread meeting your newest son? But you brought your firstborn other son with you for backup!
"Dad. General Dad. My guy. I'm a foreigner. Me. Your firstborn."
wow Hambone's uncomfortable???
"shut up he's here"
"No we weren't just shit-talking you."
Who knew Washington was so good at talking behind people's backs.
AND your new big brother.
When are they ever NOT snooping.
"Dad I'm literally a bored rich boy with nothing better to do I have no idea what I'm doing."
damn, Frenchie's got Hambone shook.
we might need a few more centuries also why is General Dad so intense rn.
Wow rude.
lol Hambone is also asleep. You're not the favorite son.
lol James can sleep through anything apparently.
I love the design of everyone here.
just had to go and brush his shoulders off.
Don't worry bud! Give it a few weeks there won't be anything left!
Oh no bud what's happenin to your eyeballs.
"'eard u was talkin' merde."
the guy is startled. Taken aback. Bewildered. And a little On Edge.
he is also Unimpressed.
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The Mark IV Shot
Grenadine
Liqor 43
Hpnotiq
Pour grenadine into bottom of the glass and add some Liqor 43. At about half way full use a spoon to layer more Liqor 43 and Hpnotiq
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i get little cartoon heart eyes when i see the hpnotiq bottle
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