#drunk and sentimental

[jaguarbandit]

i wish you paid me back part of me wishes you appologized i had a whole schpeil about wishting stuff either of us doing stuff we shoulda coulda woulda done part of me hopes youre still in the same miserable place becasue i remember you were so resistant to change even wehn i handed you the solution part of me hopes you got the hell outta there because you were so excited for a new life im having so much fun making my halloween props and youre not even gonna be there to see them

#drunk and sentimental #mis cartas

[ronanxing]

sorry if this looks gay to the viewers wolfwood

#trigun #trigun maximum #trimax #wolfwood #nicholas d wolfwood #vash #vash the stampede #doodles #enkidoodles #vashwood #trying to be more ok with my sketches #i like to think when theyre both drunk #they get sentimental and silly

[binart]

vine boom

#this rascal is Shaped and i love it #cat #art study #something extremely funny to me about putting actual effort into painting a meme #i was also drunk but tHE SENTIMENT REMAINS #bina's doodles

[blindmagdalena]

Ok, so that ask about the big thighs save lives got me thinking. Imagine hanging out with our bby boy, turning to him, and asking why he likes you or why he loves you. Would he be able to genuinely answer, or would it be bull shit

it certainly wouldn't be bullshit, but Homelander doesn't necessarily have the self-awareness to be able to answer that. he doesn't know how to articulate the security you've brought into his life, the vicious possessiveness he feels over it, or the bone deep, choking fear he has of ever losing it. he would answer as honestly as he knew how to, though.

the standard of course would be a slight laugh and, "Uhhhh, beeeecause... I'm attracted to you? You're hot as hell. You do that thing with your tongue," he says while wiggling his finger.

if you pushed for something more sentimental, he'd start to list the things he likes. largely it would be centered on him.

when he says, "I like the way you touch me." what he means is that you touch him like you want to. there's no hidden tension in your body that tells him you're just waiting to let go. you hold him like you never want to let him go.

when he says, "I like the way you make me feel." he means you make him feel safe. desired. whole.

when he says, "I like you." he means exactly that. all of you. your smell, your taste, the fit of you in his arms.

"I like who I am with you." because when you look at him, you see the hero he has always wanted to be.

"Because you love me."

being a hero was his destiny, but it was being loved that was his dream.

#sorry if i'm being overly cheesy/sentimental i'm wine drunk lmao #darling anon #ask and you shall receive #homelander x reader #homelander headcanons #homelander x you

[lazyevaluationranch]

04/05/2023 The Blue Haired Girlfriend spotted a couple morels while we were walking down to the mailbox. Delicious! We've never seen morels here before.

Every year, in spring and autumn, when the light comes through the rain in a particular way, we go through a process foragers sometimes call "getting your mushroom eyes." At first you look at pieces of the forest one after another: the shadow of a likely tree, a mossy hollow, a fallen log, a pile of rotting leaves. Mushrooms could be in this place, or that one, and you focus on each possibility one at a time, switch between them with a sort of internal click. But as the rains continue and the world greens, we start to read the forest as a whole story, instead of sounding out each individual shadow and clump of moss. There's a trick to it that has to be relearned each season, a porousness, a way of looking at the world and letting it flow through you and feeling the underlying currents and patterns.

Until one day you are walking in the woods and there are mushrooms everywhere and it doesn’t seem possible you didn’t see them before. Like you've gone through a hidden doorway into a different world, stranger and truer than the old one.

The thing that is most like getting your mushroom eyes is falling in love. You meet someone. A musician: you talk about synthesizers and phrygian mode. You look at the moon together when you are sleepless thousands of kilometers apart. You've never been good at conversation, but she listens to everyone - waiters and tow truck drivers and delivery people - and you learn that everyone has a story so beautiful that listening to them tell it feels like wings opening inside your ribcage. At first the glimpses of the other world are piecemeal, clicking into and out of focus - like maybe you hear a synthesizer in grocery store background music, and you tell your friends, "hey, you know, my girlfriend is a musician," and they smile tolerantly. (It is not the first time they have heard this.)

  Until one day you realize you can feel the phase of the moon without looking at it, the mode of a song is as clear as its lyrics, and that when you talk to a stranger you can see a soft light in them now, like a lantern through stained glass. It doesn’t seem possible that you didn’t see these things before, somehow. You have come through the door of her, to a better world, vaster and stranger and truer. We enjoy cooking, but I think more than the occasional leaf or mushroom for the kitchen, the thing we love about foraging is to love the world, together.

#daily #morel #morchella importuna #mushroom #mushroom eyes #rank sentimentality #the blue haired girlfriend #posts i think are a good idea when I've had two hours' sleep #i have not been posting for three years and I am a little drunk on how many words there are in the world

[inkybinkyboink]

I want a version of drink with me where the barricade boys realize grantaire is drunk and instead of joking and/or reprimanding him for it on his verse they gently take the bottle away from him and hold his face and are there for him bc a lot of them realize that their time on earth is ticking down and so what good is it to fight with one another when they could just as easily love. what tenderness is there that is not more simply conveyed through the very sentence "drink with me"?

#bc like #getting drunk is #i mean its something that #how do i explain #if a group of friends as large as the barricade boys all unanimously agree to drink together i think the only thing that points to is their #comforr with one another and the trust they instill within each other to take care of each other #and i think that sentiment would extend to grantaire #so they would take the bottle from him and comfort him #maybe im just self projecting tho 👀👀👀😤 #les miserables headcanons #les mis #les miserables #grantaire headcanon #grantaire

[selfindulgentfandomstuff]

FOUR DAYS TIL MY BIRTHDAY BTW

#I’m trying to force myself to be excited abt it bc lowkey aging scares the fuck out of me #not bc I’m scared of looking old or whatever like that #but bc I still feel like I have the life skills of like. a 10 years old #and I’m about to be 21 #you. you see the problem #anyways #ITS OKAY WE ARE AGING AND THAT IS OKAY WERE GONNA BE HAPPY AND NORMAL ABT IT ALL #also a little nervous bc several ppl in my life have expressed the sentiment that they think I should #take advantage of being of legal drinking age in my country and get drunk #I don’t WANT to get drunk !! #no hate to those who do/gen it just seems like a bad thing for me personally #I just feel like I would be even more emotionally unrestrained and it could be very embarrassing:( #sorry this got off topic lol #anyways… birthday is on the 13th of March so yaa…

[iamnotawomanimagod]

you can really tell Brennan was a bartender by the way he plays drunken bar patrons

#neverafter spoilers #neverafter #brennan lee mulligan #'you have kind eyes' #and the drunken leaning #and the 'hey man it's a bar I'm just trying to make friends' #and the slurred and sentimental speech about his ex #truly details that come from serving too many sad drunk people

[sunnytastic]

ok im very drunk so i don't mind saying this

i genuinely love ronald mcdonald. like jesus christ, this silly character from a sitcom shouldn't mean so much to me and yet he does. i love his goofiness. i love how attractive he is. i love how he makes me feel seen in a way no other character has.

i think about the line "if there is a god, there is no way he would make me queer" and my heart clenches because did they know? how did they know this is a thought i repeated to myself everyday i went to catholic school? how did they know the pain mac felt when his father thought he was having a child was the same pain i felt when i saw the words "and i pray my daughters will find loving husbands" on the wall above my mother's bed? and the sudden realization that just existing would be disappointing.

im grateful i didn't have to go through 40 years of torment to accept who i am but that doesn't mean the pain i've felt from rejecting everything i was taught hurts any less. that fear of condemnation, of losing the heaven i so desperately longed for as a child, it hurts in a way i've spent so long pretending i didn't care about. to look at a character and know he feels exactly the same way i do, it's representation i didn't know i was looking for.

i am so immensely grateful for mac, and i wish i could express to rob, glenn, and charlie how much he means to me. it feels silly to put so much emotion on a fictional character but it feels cathartic to retreat to a character who knows me.

i love mac, and while i'm inebriated i want to express that love, because i truly didn't expect to love a character as much as I love mac.

#jesus christ i started crying when i wrote this but im drunk so screw me for being sentimental #iasip #its always sunny #it's always sunny in philadelphia #mac macdonald #rob mcelhenney #isa x sunny

[bopinion]

Better think twice ...

... if someone else mutes you in an online meeting.

... before you insist on being right.

... if you usually get sentimental when drunk - or honest.

... if you have already made the same New Year's resolutions before.

... before you click on "Accept all terms and conditions".

... when the doorbell rings and you're not expecting anyone.

... before you are really looking forward to something that is not under your control.

... when your partner asks you "Do you know what day it is today?"

... before you tell a polarizing joke.

... which fight is really worth it.

#thoughts #aperçu #funny #wise #remarks #think twice #online meetings #mute #sentimental #getting drunk #honest #new year resolutions #terms and conditions #doorbell #looking forward #under control #what day is it #joke #fight #worth it

[merakiui]

Your tags talking about being alone in the woods with jade made me think of this one thought I had bouncing around in my brain for a while. The thought of being alone with jade at night at the campsite you both put together, sitting by the campfire while drinking something he "borrowed" from the lounge stocks and getting buzzed from it. The innocent touches (which were really just him using the opportunity to getting ever so closer to you) slowly turn into him fucking you into the dirt while you're on your hands and knees.

Sorry if my utter depravity for the eel man bothered you. Your tags made me think of it and I had to let it out.

Omg yes... this is the dream. OTL getting drunk in the forest with Jade and then getting railed into the ground. <3

Imagine if the two of you aren't even that close to begin with. You're only staying in the forest to gather materials because you're partners for a project in Professor Crewel's class. But when Jade reveals a bottle of some pretty-looking liquid and tells you it's come right from the lounge's secret stocks, you have trouble denying him. Jade's good at making the worst ideas sound so pleasant, which is exactly how the two of you end up buzzed and whisper-giggling about the silliest of things around a crackling bonfire.

Alcohol always makes strangers seem so much more attractive, and the amber glow from the dancing flames highlights Jade's handsome features so nicely. You realize he's much closer than he was before, his shoulder practically touching yours as he leans in. Under normal circumstances, Jade would never be this intimate with someone he hardly knows, let alone the human Azul's tasked him with gathering information on (it's strictly business, or so he'll lie). But he can blame the alcohol for that come morning when the sun's risen and the fire is but mere ash and still-warm embers.

It's only natural that teasing, experimental touches will snowball into something more deliberate when inebriation guides you closer to lustful attraction. Wandering hands, fleeting smooches, the shedding of pesky clothes... You'll be on your knees before you know it, with your face pressed into your arms to muffle your moans, while Jade's pounding sloppily into you from behind, his hands gripping your hips so roughly his fingertips leave crescent-shaped indents in your skin. You'll spend a good portion of the night fucking in all sorts of positions, and come morning you'll wake in the tent, curled into each other like two perfect puzzle pieces.

There's a heavy silence that thickens in the air when both of you realize your proximity and slowly detach yourselves. You gather your clothes in awkward silence, dressing as quickly as possible alongside Jade. He tells you he's content with never speaking of what occurred if you are, and you agree immediately. What happens in the forest stays in the forest. You make this truce with a mouth full of granola and a mounting sense of embarrassment.

After taking the tent down, packing your supplies, and cleaning your area, you set off for NRC. Jade spies the bruising bite mark on your neck, just slightly higher than the collar of your shirt and completely visible to anyone who might be looking. He can't help the amused smirk that crawls onto his face. That'll be there for the rest of the week.

And so will your image in his mind, apparently.

#meraki thirsts #n/sfw #hi hello i am once again simping for jade leech #i think he would be a cute drunk hehe #maybe he's more expressive when he's drunk #the type to freely admit all of his deep innermost thoughts that he usually keeps sealed behind a polite smile #you get jade drunk and you will hear unfiltered honesty #and probably some breeding kink #he has the filthiest thoughts bouncing around in that brain of his #he sees you tipsy and thinks you look so breedable #it's the eel instincts <3 #conversely i think floyd would become sleepy and maybe even a little reserved or more easily irritated #he gets really energetic but is just as quick to crash and become so tired #azul is far more emotional very clingy cries when you tell him that's enough alcohol #probably shameless as well #the type to give you the dreamiest look while admitting all sorts of truths #no veiled sentiments or backhanded compliments #just real true genuine tako #also breeding kink LOL jade and floyd are dragging him back to his room #and he's throwing a tantrum over how he'll never get to give you any babies #because he's being 'taken away from you forever' (dramatic tako) #azul wants to experience the eager anticipation that is waiting for his babies to come swimming home #to you and him after they hatch T_T he wants a sugary happily ever after under the sea #also the type to ask the next morning 'did i do or say anything strange?' #jade and floyd are like 'lol do you *really* want the receipts from that night?' #knowing the twins they likely have all of it on video #azul is mortified </3 his babygirl-ness really shows through when he's drunk

[arsillanola]

You guys reblog my stuff with the nicest tags and I WANT TO LIKE THEM ALL. Tumblr Please let me

#ily guys so much #I’m a little drunk but the sentiment stands

[thedreadvampy]

Just listened back to a drunk voice note I sent Kofi on Saturday and holy shit you guys nobody told me how bad I lisp when I'm drunk

Literally most of the time the remnants of my childhood lisp are like. a slight softness/buzz on sibilant sounds. In this message it's a full on eth. "That thoundth nithe." there's even like. emphasis on the eth. I sound like a cartoon character. Don't get me wrong it's adorable. wild though. I literally didn't even notice when I was recording it that I was stumbling on the sibilances.

All I can thay is I'm thoooooo lucky that I'm the twin they gave a name containing an eth, not the twin they gave a name beginning with S. "Ruth" is a blessing to a child with a pronounced lisp. "Lisp", by the way, is not.

#red said #hi my name is ruth thedreadvampy and it took me over a decade to learn to speak while keeping my tongue off the back of my teeth #i remember finding it SO FRUSTRATING as a kid. i never had speech therapy cause it was never like. unintelligible. just noticeable. #but i hated it so much i was so embarrassed by it and mum and my siblings would be like JUST KEEP YOUR TONGUE CLEAR OF YOUR TEETH #and i was like I CAN'T THATTH IMPOTHIBLE!!!! WHERE IS IT MEANT TO GO WHERE IT ITHNT CONTACTING MY TEETH???? #anyway i largely lost the list by secondary school but it still pops up if I'm drunk or tired or talking too fast #which implies it still requires An Amount of attention to get an S sound out I've just successfully sublimated it #but hahaha it's SO exaggerated in this voice clip i cannot BELIEVE I was fully unaware of it #also. I've just realised. i was this precocious little girl with big round glasses freckles pigtails and an adorable lisp #i was a fucking sitcom child. help. adorably toddling up to adults and telling them solemnly in a soft lisp about emotional health #recontextualising all my memories of interactions as a child around the fact that i was literally the goddamn #schmaltzy Hollywood sentimental image of idealised childhood. you know uhhhh what's her name? in Matilda? the blonde girl with pigtails? #'my mommy says they're cute'? THAT fuckin kinda voice and demeanour and also you are my teacher and I'm 4 and i keep correcting your maths #unbearable.

[mercuryislove]

so i've been Not Drinking since december 12th (i will admit i've had a shower beer here and there) but tonight i had a hashtag Real Drink for the first time in four months and let me tell you. it's not even fun to drink anymore. am i maturing? maybe i just like to be sober and miserable instead of drunk and miserable

#not to be a fucking bozo loser friendless idiot but #i'm thinking about the persona 3 ending again. WHAT A GAME. #nooooooooo im getting sentimental while drunk. oh god i fucking hate drinking actually. #i was teetering on the edge of alcoholism for a long time and now i hate drinking lmaooooo #what does it all mean. i used to crutch on alcohol as a way to experience joy and now i'm finding that it............. isn't even fun. #anyway i cast memories of you dot mp3 upon ye #i'm fucking GOING TO BED. lest i lay down on my bedroom floor and cry. i hate this shit. i hate being alive lol #THIS IS WHY I DON'T DRINK ANYMORE.

[revoleotion]

❄️?

Okay.

So.

❄️ My dream plot/dream fic and who would write it best!

Anything by Drac. Obviously. I can get very sad and poetic about this when I'm drunk so I'll do my best not to be but man. The emotions and visuals and the raw honest poetic tragedy in his writing. Yeah. It doesn't even matter if I know the fandom. I go there to FEEL. and I feel things every single time.

Okay.

But.

For something more specific.

I actually had this idea the other day that made me think "okay I love this but I am NOT equipped to write it"? Detroit become human related, just. Very horny hank and machine connor enemies AND lovers. Maybe a moment of peace after the bad ending of the game, with Connor about to be decommissioned and replaced by his new model where the two of them have this last moment of... not respect but acknowledgement between them

Not that it changes anything

It won't change anything

I think drac would do the hatefucking and the delicate hope in a hopeless ending very well

#answered asks #hm. #i have a honorable mention actually #i think jaiden could do an amazing emperor fic that deals with his inner monologue but also humanity. #i saw your tags. heh. i KNOW you get him. he's sentimental. he's a PERSON. not human but a person. and. yeah. you get it #ok almost home. wow. time to cuddle empy and maybe make drunk cheese croquettes in my microwave oven.

[goneadrift]

Sometimes i find it so surprising that people (besides the family) seem to like me 😦 or like... appreciate my company. i can't name a reason why they should not but i just... don't expect it, i suppose. So many reached out today to me with birthday wishes and said such genuinely nice and meaningful things 😭🥰

#personal notes #i'm drunk and sentimental pls don't mind me