#drunk drabbles

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Dialogue prompt for you:

"Are you flirting with me?" "Well... Is it working?"

kith 😘

Never Bring Your Charm to a Knife Fight Characters: Levi x Erwin Word count: 118 words

As the shadows of their cloaked adversaries stretched beyond the alleyway into the street, Levi grounded himself with one arm outstretched. Just as he raised his knife, a large hand claimed his wrist.

For a moment, his eyes locked with the enemy.

“Now, now…” Erwin’s mouth curled into a slow smile. “It’s futile to resist me, Levi…”

A husky cough escaped the underground vagabond. The way this guy was sizing him up… the way his eyes drifted up and down his stature… the way his breath trembled in anticipation…

“Are you- are you… flirting with me?” Levi interrupted their knife fight.

“That depends…” Erwin raised his dark brows. “…is it working?”

“…no.”

“Then no,” the man answered fluidly.

👉 Drunk Drabbles?

#drunk drabbles #acwnr #eruri #levi ackerman #erwin smith #my writing

[impalaimagining]

Anything you feel would go with this

Jared Padalecki x Reader

529 words

Warnings: semi-public smut, 18+ only

“No time for pleasantries.” His lips are hot on yours, his breath filling your lungs while his body knocks the air from your chest when your back hits the cement block wall.

You chortle, the laugh swallowed by Jared’s kisses. “Pleasantries? What is this, the Middle Ages?”

“Sorry.” Jared chuckles, his lips moving across your jawline. “Forgot to get fully out of character.”

He’s playing a British detective in his new role, and apparently the dialogue has made its way into his daily conversation - into his dirty talk. You cringe at the thought, but you’re quickly pulled back to reality by the scrape of Jared’s stubble against your neck.

“I only have five minutes. We’re breaking for a makeup touch-up.” He informs you, hands pushing up under your clothes.

Your intent was just to bring him lunch. Then you saw his costume, the suit, the fitted white shirt, the tailored pants. He saw the look in your eyes when he met your gaze as the director called cut, and he was pulling you into a dark corner within seconds.

Now his fingers are tucked into the front of your underwear, fingertips taunting your clit while you writhe between his hard, overheated body and an only slightly harder, cool wall.

You nod at his time constraint; no time for pleasantries, indeed. No time for much of anything with the way Jared fucks. He’s leaning against you, pinning you against the wall. You ache for him, clit throbbing under his touch, walls clenching around nothing. He’s hardly touching you.

Jared is teasing you, making you wait for the real thing.

Two can play this game. You reach forward, pressing your palm against the growing bulge in the front of his pants and rocking your hand forward. Just as quickly, you pull your hand away. You pluck at the top button on his white shirt and shove him backwards by the chest.

Jared is quick on his feet, never stumbling, even as you push him. His hands find the remaining buttons and he begins opening them, making a show of partially undressing, showing you his too-toned and too-tanned body.

It’s the middle of February, for Christ’s sake. No one should look like this all the time. But Jared does.

His eyes never leave yours, boring into you while he flashes his chest. Then he’s closing in on you again, but you meet him before he can capture you against the wall again. You spin him around, his back pressed against the blocks, and cup your palm around his cock through the fabric of his pants. With a soft squeeze, you feel his length twitch in your hand. He’s getting hard.

Looking up at Jared, you grin devilishly and stand on your toes to whisper in his ear. “No time for pleasantries.”

You back away, pushing his bagged lunch against his torso until he brings a hand up to grasp it. Jared is stunned, jaw slack, eyes wide. As you saunter away, hips swaying with purpose and pride, Jared makes a silent vow to himself to tease every inch of your body until you’re shameless, begging for him to be inside of you.

Drunk Drabbles April 14, 2023

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[this-is-krikkit]

For the drabble challenge your grace, I request number 29. I was going to pick something much worse but I thought I'd be nice this time :)

send me a number (and a ship/character) and i'll write a drabble

thank you for: the prompt, calling me your grace (i will be requesting that you do so all the time from now on though, cheh), and for picking something nice (although now i def want you to send me the worse one!!!). know that this almost went somewhere really, really dark, but drunk me decided against it.

The Poll

Prompt 29. How is my wife more badass than me?

Tags: levihan, actor AU, the 104th kids, silliness

now edited and posted on ao3

The SNK panel is going well so far, although it's the last day of the convention and even Hange and Conny's social batteries are running low -Levi's has been empty since the end of the first morning, to no one's surprise- but they're pushing through bravely. Only a few more hours before they can all head back to their homes, and Levi can recharge -and take care of Hange as she goes through her usual post-convention depression.

"Hange," the host calls out, finally leaving a red-faced Armin alone after a round of merciless questions about his character's newly revealed romantic arc, "you were elected most badass character from the latest special episode in a fans poll, outvoting even Levi and Mikasa's characters. We've talked about that amazing last fighting scene of course, but I don't think I've heard you describe that emotional goodbye with Levi before. How was it filming that goodbye scene?"

Hange doesn't immediately reply, and Levi can tell they're uncomfortable although they've all been briefed and Hange okayed this topic. He understands their unease as he absolutely hates having to rethink about their last moments on set -well, last until their fleeting appearance in the last part of the season, but the fans don't know that yet- and so for once, he's the one who speaks up and switches the topic.

"Oi, what did they say you beat me at?" he asks, turning to Hange but speaking in his microphone so everyone hears him.

"Most badass character, babe," Hange replies with a thankful grin, flicking her short hair back.

People, both fans and castmates, laugh at the exaggerated gesture.

"Are you guys kidding? How the f- hell is my wife more badass than me here?" he asks, glaring at the crowd and host in the typical way his character is famous for. "She threw herself to her death and left me half to go on and fight my ape arch nemesis and that giant bony monstrosity when I was still half dead and missing parts of my dominant hand-

"Well, as your character said, Levi, two fingers is all you need," she interrupts.

She winks at him -well, blinks, but he's learned to read through her attempts by now- and he prays he's not blushing as hard as he does every time Hange unexpectedly flirts with him in public, even years after they've made their relationship public. Someone -Eren, that's gotta be this shithead Eren- whistles suggestively, and Levi takes a deep breath in before clearing his throat.

"Anyway, my character is the most badass, period. Yours isn't even on the show anymore."

Hange laughs as a few shocked gasps escape the audience.

"Don't hold it against him, folks, Levi's still a little shaken up by that scene," she explains.

"Was it a difficult moment for you to film as well, Levi?" the panelist attacks again.

Levi looks down, then sideways at Hange, and the smile on her face falters as she hears his silent plea to get him out of there.

"Well, it was interesting as actors to portray feelings those characters don't usually display," she starts, "and it was a challenge to do justice to this particular scene. One I hope we lived up to, although from what i've seen in some tweets-

"To be fair, you guys were exhausted by the time they finally called that scene a wrap," Jean interrupts on Levi's other side.

"Why? Did it take long to shoot?" the host asks now, clearly desperate to finally get a reply to at least one of their questions.

Eren laughs, and the rest of the cast has a smile on their face they all try to hide when Levi loudly clicks his tongue at him.

"Oh, come on. I can say it, Hange, right?" he asks, although he sounds a bit less sure than his usual self.

And to Levi's horror, Hange simply chuckles and nods.

"Yeah, go ahead. It's probably going in the bloopers anyway."

Eren sighs in relief, and Levi hides his face into his arms as he awaits his fate.

"I was behind the camera watching them acting this scene out since it was one of my favorite moment from the script," Eren picks up in his most dramatic tone, "and it took them hours to get it right. But not just because one of them cried or messed up their lines, no... the real recurring problem was, those two kept ending it with a goodbye kiss! And since Hange was supposed to fly away right after her last line and that kiss wasn't scripted at all, they had to redo it over and over again, while our director was pulling at his own hair and yelling at them to stop making out!'

The crowd erupts into a chorus of laughter and exicted squeals, and the other cast members join in as they remember that day on set.

"I'm going to kill you, Jaeger," Levi says as he sits back up.

"Hey! No spoilers, old man," the young star retorts.

Hange snorts out a laugh, and Levi stares daggers at her instead. All she does is put her hand on his knee under the table, squeezing gently, and he doesn't pay attention to whoever is getting tortured now.

He only looks into Hange's eyes, glad to finally be rid of that damned eye patch prop she's had to keep on for the last season and loved a little too much -and is most definitely planning to steal from the set, he bets- and can only thank the universe that this is all fiction and his Hange's alive and well by his side.

#levihan #snk #levihan drabbles #drabbles #my stuff #drunk drabbles #snk actor au #(i wrote it drunk and edited it half drunk it counts ok) #mutuals #dont f with moogles #levi ackerman #hange zoë #squad denial #in the form of actor au #fluff #it's rly stupid fluff lol

[the-ghost-bird]

mmmm ok but Sam Rossi on top of you, snapping his hips like crazy until you clench on him so fucking hard he can barely move his dick, and all is feels is that vice grip choking him and pulling him deeper and he's begging you to please relax or he won't last long, but you don't listen to him, you just focus on biting his pretty neck while he whines and pleads for you to stop using his dick like a kegel- (gunshot)

#sam rossi #sam rossi x reader #jon bernthal #sweet virginia #cursed? #drunk drabbles

[gothicbabydollz]

What do you think drunk Az and drunk Cass would be like?

okay so

drunk cassian would be very loud, very happy

he’s the one to call for another round of shots

he’s singing and dancing and hyping everyone up

he’s exactly who i want to be around when i’m drunk

it would just be an amazing night with cassian

bare in mind, you may not remember what happened the next morning but you’d know you had lots of fun

i think drunk azriel is very giggly

he would just yk…giggle at everything that’s going on around him

he’ll always make sure everyone is okay through

if they’re too drunk, he’ll get water or take them home

azriel will protect your drink like his life depends on it

but yeah, i just see azriel as being really happy when he’s drunk

i mean, he deserves to be happy

and if he’s really drunk, you’ll definitely see him up dancing with the bat boys 100%

#nonnies ❥ #drunk asks #drunk drabbles #azriel #cassian

[i-write-hurt-not-comfort]

please,, sammy……give me yuma asking shu out on a date…I’m dyigb.n…..help……only u can save me

HELLO. i already wrote sth for my college AU so i'm in the mood for that, so here's the first time yuma asked shu on a date, based on their backstory lore outlined in chapter 28 of i will find any way to your wild heart.

~~~

The look on Yuma's face when Kou, Ruki and Azusa point out that Shu definitely has a crush on him must've been priceless, because Yuma has been thinking about it since last night.

Last night, when weeks and weeks of Yuma ranting about how Shu kept following him around (not-so-) discreetly at college and how much he wanted to just talk it out, or how much he appreciated him, or how much Shu's existence made him flustered and annoyed at once... Last night when all of that suddenly got explained as Yuma having a crush.

Yuma had yet to make sense of it himself. He'd never understood Ruki and Kou's urge to meet sexual partners, which both of them seemed to set out on a mission of upon starting college. Instead, Yuma and his asexuality kept to themselves, except for when Shu was constantly around them and Yuma could no longer ignore how cute he was.

Maybe he did have a crush. Maybe he did need to ask Shu out.

"Oi," he calls across the politics classroom, once everybody except Shu has left for lunch. "NEET."

"What do you want?" Shu drawls, placing his books back into his rucksack at an incredibly slow rate.

"Nothin'. I just wanted to talk," Yuma says, clenching a fist. He feels extra confident today. "How come ya never see anyone else 'round class? Don't it get a little lonely?"

"No," Shu mumbles, as he begins packing up his belongings in the hastiest way possible. Quieter, he adds, "I'm better off alone anyway."

Despite the fact the comment wasn't aimed at Yuma, but rather Shu himself, doesn't make it sting any less.

"Is this 'cuz of our history?" Yuma asks. Shu stays silent, and that's effectively his answer. "Dude, I don't give a flyin' fuck what Reiji said back then. I know the rumours in secondary school ain't true."

"... I don't like you like I did back then."

"Hah!" Yuma snorts, "Yah, yer did and ya still do. I can tell it in the eyes, from the way yer lookin' at me all the time."

When Shu opens his mouth to protest, Yuma realises this conversation won't get anywhere without drastic measures.

"Let's go on a date, yeah?" he suggests.

Shu stares at him both in shock and with stars of his eyes. "Where?"

"Let me worry 'bout that," Yuma says, "I just wanna make yer happy."

Just slightly, with a warm blush dusting his cheeks, Shu smiles. And he agrees to the date.

"Okay."

#ask #drunk drabbles #shuuma #sorry for recycling the same AU I just love it #this is so awful but i'm abuot to pass out

[insom-nom-nom-niatic]

DRUNNK DRABBBBBBBLES!!!

I'm terribly sorry for the Crit Role peeps... but I need to get more into the Troy headspace before I get FULLY writing this next request and the ideas I've been racing around with... so this time it's going to be all about Mr. Troy Otto (or RPF of D.Sharman because why not)!

I'll be doing random ones that fit my fancy... but if anyone happens to want to pop a number of a prompt into my ask box, this is the list I'm going off of:

THIS PROMPT LIST

#drunk drabbles #this shall be interesting #haven't done this in a while #could be a complete flop #who knows #the whiskey does #daniel sharman fic #troy otto fic

[fluffylino]

pussy drunk minho

he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~

-contains mature themes

"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.

now that was a lie.

"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.

"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.

"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.

"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.

"deal"

"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.

the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.

if he could dom you. you could dom him.

his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."

so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.

"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.

minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.

and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.

a lie honestly.

his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.

it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.

.

.

the day one was fine.

he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.

day three was when you noticed him staring.

you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.

so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.

eyes locked onto your covered heat.

"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.

"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.

when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.

"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.

.

"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.

"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.

stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.

.

.

"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.

first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.

"are you gonna be a goo-"

"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.

"yes yes. now can i-"

"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.

"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.

"promise?"

"hmmmm"

you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.

"wh-"

his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.

inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.

using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.

a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.

"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.

"may i...please?"

you nodded. satisfied.

.

you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.

nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.

so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.

"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.

you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.

"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.

pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.

"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.

"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.

"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.

his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.

a muffled whimper escaping him.

"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.

"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.

lips swollen and red.

"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.

"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"

"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.

"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.

"c-come on kitty, make me cum"

you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.

a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.

nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.

small little whines leaving him at your taste.

"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.

"good k-kitty?"

"did so good for me"

.

.

"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"

"AHAH SO I WON-"

.

.

.

#pussy drunk minho #he is such a brat #needs to be put #in his place #kitty minho #lee minho smut #lee know smut #minho smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz imagines #skz drabbles #lee know imagines #lee minho imagines #minho imagines #minho eating pussy #minho eating out #but he is also daddy #but he is also subby #sub!stray kids #sub!lee know #sub!lee minho #fluffylino works

[buckyalpine]

Drunk Bucky wants uppies

Fluffy crack drabble. Bucky wants uppies.

He's drank the teams entire body weight in alcohol and he's never felt happier. His flushed cheeks almost hurt from the dopey grin he has on his face. He keeps giggling to and snickering to himself, twirling around the straw of a pink fruity drink, deciding it doesn't count as alcohol when it looks so pretty. He's basically drinking water, just as Steve instructed.

After a few more glasses of his spicy water, he stands up and immediately lands face flat onto the floor with a muffled -oof

His current state is more amusing than concerning; Steve and Sam howl with laugher at the super soldier who is currently making no effort to get up.

"You good tin man?"

"wanupy" His voice is muffled, mumbling something with his face still pressed to the soft carpet of the compound living room while you go over to kneel beside him to see how he's doing.

"What is it Buck" You whisper, carding your fingers through his soft locks, smiling at the way he hums, rolling around to flop on his back instead.

"Uppies" He looks at you with outstretched grabby hands, puppy eyes wide, hoping you'd scoop him right up and take him to his room. Never mind that he's over a foot taller and probably double your weight, he wants to be carried right now.

"Uppies?"

"Uppies" He nods with confidence, blinking and waiting patiently to be picked up while you giggle.

"Did he just say uppies?" Sam stares and Steve before looking back at the 6ft+ man acting like a baby on the floor. "The former Winter Soldier, scary assassin, the man that threw me off the edge of a building just said he wants uppies?"

"Yes. Yes he did" Steve ran a hand over his face, debating on helping or watching this play out. He decided on the latter.

"I can't carry you Buck, you're too heavy" You coo, running your finger over his pouty lips pulled into a frown.

"M'not heavy" Bucky huffed in offence, throwing an adorable tantrum, refusing to move. In all fairness, at this point he wasn't able to get up himself anyway. "Uppies please"

"Alright, c'mon punk" Steve snorted, getting up from the stool he was sitting at along with Sam, both men picking Bucky off the floor and walking towards the elevator.

"Fuckin' uppies, how much do you weigh" Sam grunted while Bucky let out a sleepy yawn, his head resting on Steve's shoulder. Both men waited for you to open the door before helping him into bed.

"Wan cuddles" Bucky mumbled, reaching out for you to join him with his best pout.

"Okay I'm out, cuddles is where I draw the line" Sam playfully pushed you into Bucky's outstretched arms while Steve threw you a wink, both men softly closing the door behind them leaving you two alone.

"You want cuddles?" You whispered, squeaking when Bucky flipped you onto your back with ease, deciding to use you like a human pillow.

"Cuddles" He nodded, quickly falling asleep afterwards, blissfully unaware that Sam would never let him live this moment down.

#bucky barnes x you #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky fluff #drunk bucky x you #drunk bucky barnes #bucky barnes drabbles #bucky drabble #drunk bucky #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barns imagine #bucky fanfic #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #james buchanan barnes #james bucky buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes

[lowkeyremi]

Kiyoomi Sakusa who is an absolute emotional drunk. He didn't want to go to dinner tonight but his manager already put him on the reservation list for the celebratory dinner. Of course you accompanied him as his plus one, but boy did he get drunk only after a few drinks.

He was less willing to answer questions and scowling way more than usual too. "Hey Omi! Those were some nice serves earlier!!" Hinata praises and Kiyoomi doesn't say anything, he just glares at his teammate. Did I mention he's clinging onto you like a sloth? His arms are wrapped around you and his face is buried in your neck. He wants to go home.

"Sorry about him Hinata, I think he's ready to go home..." Hinata nods enthusiastically as you say Kiyoomi's goodbyes for him and haul him out of the restaurant to his car. He suddenly out of no where grumbles, "I don't like the way that waiter was looking at you."

"'yoomi what are you talking about? He wasn't even looking at me." He reluctantly gets into the passenger seat. He's acting like a toddler the way a pout braces his face and he has his arms crossed.

"Yuh huh. He was eyeing you like I wasn't right there. I had to stop myself from punching that bastard." This overly emotional state of his has you giggling to yourself because you know if you were to giggle too loud he would think you were making fun of him.

"Well, it's alright now, he's not looking at me anymore." You assure him. You close his car door and run over to the driver side to make sure you two make it back to the apartment safely.

"I'm the only one who can look at you." He concludes from this whole ordeal. "That's not fair to anyone but you, Kiyo." He sighs dramatically and you think he's been spending a little too much time with a specific blond that he claims to hate.

"I don't care if it's fair. You're mine." No more words are spoken of him so you look over to check on him. Only to find his head pressed up against the window with his eyelids closed. His breaths are even and he sleeps peacefully. You cherish how cute he looks because you know as soon as he wakes he's going to be complaining about how his hair is flattened on the side that was pressed up against the window.

#he's so cute i love him #i just know if you tell him that he's starting to act like tsumu he'll go batshit crazy #nothing beats emotional drunk people #they're so cute #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #sakusa x reader #sakusa haikyuu #sakusa fluff #haikyu x reader #kiyoomi x reader #kiyoomi sakusa #sakusa drabble #haikyuu drabbles

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Drunk Drabbles 62: "If you can't sleep... we could have sex?" So, I really wasn't happy with my previous answer to this ask. I decided to work on it and I now have the improved version! Gonna delete the old one, but there are a few people who reblogged it anyway so it is still out there on the vast planes of Tumblr if anyone wants it. Thank you for the prompt @youre-ackermine!

Up All Night Characters: Levi x Hange Word Count: 974 words Modern AU (NSFW - still based on that Friends episode)

Gritting his teeth, Levi clicked on his bedside lamp and shifted around to glare at Hange. He had already endured the commotion of her pummelling her pillow into a more comfortable shape. His significant annoyance had then proceeded to toss and turn so violently that it had sent the entire bed frame creaking with her. It was all to no avail, for Hange threw herself onto her back in exasperation.

“Sor-ry Levi!” she yawned, stretching her arms over her head. It had been on the tip of Levi’s tongue to tell her just how sorry she was going to be if she kept him awake for much longer, before he hesitated. 

“Look Four Eyes, if you can’t sleep, we could always…”

He trailed off, his expression serious despite a steely glint in his eye. Hange studied his face as though sifting through vast, hidden depths of meaning. Confident in her findings, her features brightened. Then, as Levi held her gaze, Hange’s smile faltered.

“Wait… you’re not talking about cleaning the kitchen are you?”

“I meant sex, you idiot.”

“Ah… in that case, I think your pillow talk might need some work, Levi.” Hange rolled onto her stomach, resting her folded arms upon his bare chest. She lay against him, her chin nestled in the crook of her elbow. 

“You mean… it’s not working on you right now?” he whispered, trailing his fingers through her hair.

Hange’s eyes were fixed upon his own. 

“I didn’t say that…” She lifted her head and pressed her lips against his. Levi gathered the loose strands away from her face, tucking her hair behind her ear. He stroked her jawline; his open mouth against hers. Hange withdrew before moving in again to kiss the warmth of his neck, his chest, his tensed abdomen. As she neared the crest of his hip bone, Levi’s breath came in shallow gasps. He stifled a moan as she took his cock in her hand and slowly ran her tongue up from base to tip.

“Fuck…”

Her wet, parted lips traced the tip and Levi let out his breath in a low hiss. He was forced to bite back a few more obscene words as she closed her mouth around him. Levi’s head sank backwards, his fingers clenching Hange’s shoulder. His hips bucked forward, seeking pressure from the tightness of her lips. Instead, Hange raised her head to smile at him.

“Okay, okay! I won’t keep you waiting…”  

She brought herself up into sitting position, thighs straddling Levi’s waist. Hange reached down to grasp and guide him to her. Levi was clutching her leg tight enough to leave the print marks of impatient fingertips upon her skin. He gave a slow, deep thrust into her and Hange uttered a sharp gasp at the intrusion. She clenched her knees into his sides, then leaned down to take Levi’s face in her hands. Her hair fell over his face, tickling his forehead and chin as their noses touched. Levi felt Hange’s breath lifting the heat from his cheeks. He, too, stroked her soft skin, marvelling at her dark eyes and curved nose. Levi regarded her in silent disbelief, his eyes mapping down each beautiful feature until they came to settle upon her lips. 

“Maybe it’s not so bad that we can’t sleep…” Hange whispered.

She kissed him deeply and Levi moved beneath her. With a sigh of pleasure Hange sat up, one hand gripping his arm. She pushed down on him, relishing the delicious ache of him inside her. Then she began to rock against him rhythmically, heat flooding her neck and chest. 

“Ah… this feels so… hah… huh?” Hange lowered her head and swept her tangled hair out of her face. Levi’s hand had fallen from her leg.

“Levi?”

Her partner’s eyes were closed; his mouth slightly open. Unlike her own ragged breathing, Levi’s chest was rising and falling quite steadily.

Hange touched Levi’s face again. He made a mild sound of recognition, then exhaled. Incredulous, Hange prised herself off of him and lifted his half-hard cock. Although she was tempted with a far more inventive means of waking Levi, Hange instead gave his shoulder a shake. Finally, she clicked on her bedside lamp. 

“What just happened?” Hange demanded. Her hair was wild; her forehead glistened with beads of sweat and her skin was stained in patches of colour. Levi gazed at her through half-closed lids.

“...had sex, then we fell asleep…” 

“No.” Hange was still struggling to slow her breathing. “No, we were in the middle of sex and you fell asleep.”

“Ha…” His voice was thick with drowsiness. “I’m sure we both finished. You were great.” With that, he reached to click off the lamp, then rolled over onto his side. Furious, Hange snapped on the light.

“So fucking bright…” 

“Look, I was giving you some of my best moves and you missed it!” Hange snarled, “so now we’re gonna finish what we started!”

She waited, the little patience she still had dwindling rapidly, whilst Levi groaned into his pillow. Muttering to himself, he turned onto his back.

“Okay… do what you want to me.” Levi lay still, eyes closed. “Just don’t wake me.” 

Hange gaped in silent outrage. The mattress springs creaked in protest as she sprang off the bed to seize her clothes from the floor.

“Fine!” 

She hopped about in an attempt to get her leg into her shorts. “Fine!” she repeated, yanking her baggy t-shirt over her head. “I’m going to make you some tea to wake you up!”

She turned to march from the room. Then, stopping at the doorway, Hange called back over her shoulder.

“And I probably won’t spill tea leaves all over the floor!”

Levi battled with the covers to sit upright.

“Hang on Four Eyes, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up!”

... Asks are always welcome. Send me a prompt from the list, put your feet up, have a cuppa and I'll whip you up a drabble while you wait. 👉 Drabble challenge.

#drunk drabbles #levi ackeman #hange zoe #levi x hange #levihan #levihan fanfiction #levihan smut #🔞levihan fic🔞 #🔞nsfw🔞 #modern levihan au #Levi passing out when he suggested having sex in the first place #such a disaster #will finish up on the other asks soon #attack on titan #attack on titan drabble #attack on titan x friends crossover #writing asks #my writing

[impalaimagining]

my kids are asleep and I’m thinking about polishing off the bottle of wine in my fridge. anybody interested in a little drunk drabbling to see if ya girl still got it?

drop a gif/prompt in my inbox if you are!

*I only write spn, and tonight I’m limiting it to Sam or Dean / Jared or Jensen

tags below the cut (assuming tags even still work)

#drunk drabbles #here we fucking go #let's try this again

[wqnwoos]

[voicemail from vernon, 00:02am] hey, uh, it’s me! just calling to say happy new year, i guess. i know you’re probably asleep, or like, out with friends or something, i don’t know, but — i was just thinking of you. which is weird, right? i started my year thinking of you? maybe it’s not weird. i don’t know. i’m not sure how to say what i want to say — i think — maybe i can show you? next time you’re around. or when i’m around. oh god, did that sound sleazy? it wasn’t supposed to be sleazy. i didn’t mean it… sleazy. just — you know what, just, happy new year. i really hope you have a great one. i hope i get to be there for it all, too. but — yeah. i’ll see you soon.

#vernon fluff #hansol fluff #vernon x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #i wanted to make this a full drabble originally but i think i kind of like it like this? it’s super different to how i normally write #just wanted to like. get it out. it was just rotting in my brain #anyway inspired very loosely by a drunk voicemail my friend sent me on new years!! i love her

[cambion-companion]

How woud Aemond react to his wife cheating... in chess?

Every time he looks away, she steals a piece off of the board and just smiles when he looks back at her. Like she isn't even trying to win she's just doing this to mess with him a little

Oh wow, I found another drunk drabble prompt! Thank you Anon, this is a hilarious follow up to the message I answered "How would Aemond react to his wife cheating" haha

Aemond x wife!reader | tipsy reader | cheating at chess | Aemond indulging his lady, teasing ensues

"It's your turn, Y/N."

You continued sipping on your wine, your mind already fuzzy from the drink, swirling the bitter liquid around in your mouth as you studied the chessboard in consternation.

Aemond sat back in his chair, his lips pressed together as he watched you with a mixture of impatience and amusement.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but you held up a hand to shush him. "I'm thinking."

"A demanding endeavor, it seems."

"I'm not losing to you again, Aemond."

"Perhaps more wine would help." He smirked, catching your eye as you shot him a withering look, taking another deliberate swig from your goblet.

"Fine." You moved your rook forward several spaces.

You winced as Aemond immediately took your piece with his knight. "Fuck."

"Check."

You groaned, holding the rim of your cool glass against your aching temple.

A servant bearing more drink arrived, drawing away your husband's attention for a few crucial moments. You reached forward, surreptitiously removing Aemond's own rook from the board and stowing it in the cushions beside you. "Ah, thank you." You beamed at the servant as he refilled your cup.

Aemond was studying his board with a raised brow, his violet eye flicked up to your studiously neutral expression. "Your move, Y/N."

"Oh yes, of course."

This went on several more minutes; you losing your pieces to Aemond's keen strategizing and him losing his own pieces whenever he was sufficiently distracted enough for you to steal them.

As Aemond turned his head to observe a group of guards moving across the hall, you tried to take away his queen without him taking notice. Long fingers caught your wrist as Aemond turned swiftly back to you, aware the whole time of your ruse. He pulled you toward him, unseating you and causing you to tumble onto his lap, scattering the remaining pieces across the board.

"You tried to take my queen?" He rolled his eye, snorting a short laugh. "You do know cheating at chess is nigh impossible."

"I'm the only queen you need, my king." You giggled, feeling his dexterous fingers begin probing at the ticklish part of your sides.

Your face was flushed from the wine and the sudden proximity of the Targaryen prince you called husband.

Aemond sighed, hoisting you so you were more securely seated against him. "I've always thought it interesting the queen is the one with the most power over the board." You watched him with soft adoration as he continued his musing. "She is the one with the most power to protect the king."

"I'd protect you with my life too." You nuzzled into the crook of his neck, feeling the low vibration of his chuckling, his grip on you tightening slightly.

"My ember." Aemond said affectionately into your hair before placing a gentle kiss to your crown.

The warmth of his arms encircling you combined with the heady heat of the wine caused your eyes to droop with sleepy contentment. "Take me to bed, Aemond." You murmured, your lips brushing the soft skin of his neck.

"As my lady commands." He rose with you in his arms, your arms coming to grip around his shoulders as he strode toward your chambers. "Remind me to not play chess with you while you're drinking."

"You're just a sore loser." You smiled, kissing his temple. "My strategizing prowess is clearly too much for you to handle."

"Hmm." Was your terse answer, Aemond shaking his head in fond bemusement as he carried you to bed.

#aemond fluff #aemond drunk drabble #aemond x reader #aemond x you #aemond x y/n #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond fanfic #aemond #aemond targaryen #aemond imagine #aemond drabble #aemond one eye #prince aemond x reader #hotd aemond x reader #hotd x reader #hotd drabble #house of the dragon aemond #aemond targaryen fluff #aemond targaryen fanfic #aemond stannies #pro aemond targaryen

[gothicbabydollz]

Ooh how about dom!Amren?

dom!amren is mean.

really mean.

she loves forcing you to break her rules, giving her an excuse to punish you

“oh, you silly little thing. is it so hard to follow one simple instruction?”

amren loves putting you in your place

and she a very wide variety of toys which she uses to do so

ranging from paddles, floggers, riding crops..

gags and blindfolds and cuffs

to an assortment of cocks of all different shapes and sizes that she uses to stuff your little holes

i fully believe amren is into wax play

she gets off on hearing your pathetic whines and whimpers as the hot wax drips onto your skin

“does that hurt?”

“you look so pretty like this, my little whore. look how it stains your soft skin so perfectly.”

“want some more? no? that’s too bad…”

it’s safe to say, your body is covered in marks after a night with amren

#drunk drabbles #drunk asks #amren #amren x reader #amren smut #amren x reader smut #amren acosf

[i-write-hurt-not-comfort]

Can I ask for Kino and Shin trying to pick out a cat they wanna gift Kou for his birthday :3

ALTERNATIVELY

Reiji thirsting over Ruki riding a horse (or just being in his horse riding attire)

i know who this was. i see u.

i don't have it in me to write about animals right now since that's admittedly a weakness. imma just make this pure thirst. idk how to write while drunk. fuck proof reading. i literally have this pic loaded as reference while i write.

~~~~~

Of course, Reiji wimps out of joining Ruki on the horse once they arrive at the stable. He's got no idea where Ruki got this horse - Ruki can get anything he wants.

And that includes this incredibly sexy outfit.

His trousers are white and it's the perfect complement to his black blazer, buttoned up a little too tight to perfect accentuate his abs.

(Reiji has no idea where he got those abs from since he's never seen Ruki exercise. Maybe Yuma forces him into workouts. He'll never know.)

"Hey, Reiji. Are you watching?"

Reiji is technically watching as the horse elegantly gallops along the track, but he's not watching the horse.

Over time, Reiji's gaze has shifted from the other's abs to his crotch, where his member is clearly rubbing against the saddle. It's not even a sexual moment which Reiji is witnessing by on God is his mind making it so. All he can focus on is what it'd feel like to have that crotch up against him.

But Reiji didn't come here to watch Ruki and get horny. He came here to watch Ruki engage in one of his most personal hobbies. And yet here he is, making it into something sexy.

"Reiji," he calls again.

"... Hm?"

"If you're really that aroused, the stable has toilets."

Reiji freezes.

Ruki really does see everything.

#ask #anon #except its not anon because i know exactly who this is #reijiruki #drunk drabbles