#while tipsy

[the-hwaelweg]

Here's where we're starting from. You can see my assistant attempting to eat the ruler, so we're already off to a good start.

[sleepyforestbeast]

Heeheehee making stew~

[alarici]

🌟‼️

A grant I lost most of winter break writing went through and my efforts paid off (and I will hopefully be paid). This is a 2nd thing but my intro creative writing professor likes my swag which is funny and like--vindicating because I spend a lot of time writing nonsense and she has insightful criticism and such.

ask meme

[scattered-stardust]

Okay so tipsy Kim for who the world looks a little nicer and warmer. Not trustworthy but the stars look pretty and people look pretty and less fake like they usually do.

So Kim who looks at Chay and thinks. Wow

Kim who looks at Chay and says him.

Kim who looks at Chay and asks for what he wants because the world is warm and a little fuzzy, not enough to make him loose tough with it, but nice.

Does that make sense like the kind of tipsy where you’re not yet drunk but you do get that warm

And then he gets railed obviously cause a Kim asking for what he wants is like so hot obviously

[hollytree33]

Solavellan baby be upon ye

[sysig]

I was inspired from on high (Patreon)

[souvenir116]

Max this, Max that- Charles Leclerc has a praise kink but it's HIM praising Max

[rainscenes]

9-1-1 2.01, "Under Pressure"

[boimlerkisser]

Ok uhhh...Brea's hyperdrive suffers some kind of cataclysmic failure that sends her on a jump ALL the way to another version of her universe!! The one that was made by Aardman 😂 she's on coruscant, but not HER coruscant, and with her drive busted all to hell she's gonna need some help repairing it

And space Wallace, you know him, he falls in love so easily! He sees this tall, graceful jedi lady and is immediately smitten

Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @flowering-darkness @sunstar-of-the-north @changeling-selfship @cherry-bomb-ships @rosieaurora @tropgothships

@little-miss-selfships @starlos-soulmate @limey-self-inserts @candyheartedchy @space-sweetheart @clancykisser @squips-ship @berryshipbasket

@soulnottainted @homevideorentals @severants @tex-treasures @sparkyscissorhands @iwishihadfangs @fictodreamer

[starrystevie]

eddie’s going on a tinder date with a cute guy named steve.

he likes his freckles, brown eyes and cheeky grin. they don’t have much in common but the conversations they have in the app messages flows suspiciously easily. he’s a bit in love and antsy at the table as he watches the door anxiously for his date.

he sees person after person walk into the bar and his beer is dripping condensation onto his hand as he grips it, nerves shooting through the roof. eddie glances at the table and then back up to the door when a guy walks in and if eddie wasn’t waiting for his date, he’d want to go talk to him.

he’s cute, hot even, floppy brown hair and a charming grin, hands shoved into the pockets of his coat as he looks around the bar. his shirt clings to him in just the right way and his jeans fit him a bit too perfectly. eddie can’t help but stare and then the guy is staring back while he waves, ducking his head as he walks over.

“hey, eddie,” the man breathes out, his cheeks tinged pink from the wind. “sorry i'm late. parking was a bitch.”

and eddie’s confused. because this guy has brown eyes but not the ones he expected. freckles that are more spread out and distinct, trailing down to his neck instead of blanketing his face. his smile is perfect and he’s looking at eddie like he knows him. eddie’s a bit stunned, gaping at the guy with a slack jaw, because he’d remember someone as handsome as him if they’d met before.

“…hi?” he says like it's a question, taking a sip of his beer to do something with his hands.

he watches as the man’s eyebrows crease in confusion and the way his shirt stretches over his chest as he takes off his jacket. “it’s- i’m steve? you are eddie, right?”

eddie can feel his own eyebrows raising, wiping off his damp hand to fish his phone out of his pocket. he quickly finds steve’s profile, ignoring the messages they've sent each other over the past weeks that leave his stomach filled with butterflies, and pulls up the profile picture steve uploaded.

looking at it closely, he glances at who he thinks is steve, at the freckles dusting over his face and the toothy grin he's flashing at the camera. he's not exactly they type eddie usually goes for, but he's witty and sweet and knows about dnd, apparently, so what's not to love?

but then he looks at the other person in the picture that's slightly out of focused next to ‘steve’. looks at the two moles stark on the side of his neck, his pink tinted cheeks. the floopy brown hair and the pretty brown eyes and-

“steve?!” eddie exclaims, looking between the man in front of him and the picture on his phone. “you’re steve?”

the guy- steve- grins sheepishly, leaning on his elbows over the table to look at eddie’s eyes phone. he’s close, too close, close enough that eddie wants to-

“ohh,” he says and scratches at the back oh his head, eyes downturned with a blush trailing up his neck. “yeah, maybe i shouldn’t have used a group photo for a dating app.”

“so who did i think you were?”

their eyes meet and even in the dim bar light, eddie finds himself falling into the specks of green he sees. steve looks at the phone quickly then back up with a smirk. “my best friend, tommy. he’s kind of an asshole, though. you’re better off with me.”

“is that so?” eddie leans back, taking a sip of his beer, and really takes in his date that he now knows is steve. his toned arms, his broad shoulders, his pretty pink cheeks and pretty pink lips.

“what, are you disappointed?”

steve smiles gently and it lights up his face in a way eddie isn’t expecting. between the way he looks in a dingy bar and the way talking with steve is easier than any date he’s had before, he can’t imagine what disappointment he could ever possibly feel knowing that his date is who he is.

suddenly there’s a foot hooking around his ankle and it sends goosebumps tingling up his spine. steve’s smile softens just a bit and eddie can feel himself mirroring it back, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“i don’t think disappointed’s the right word.”

crossposted on twitter!

[annabelle--cane]

sam scored a date with his crush, started drinking during breakfast, trauma dumped, went to work, filed a case about a guy self harming for weeks in exchange for cold hard cash before getting eaten by a weird metal bug or something, told his long term friend who saved his ass from destitution that he would prefer if their relationship were professional from now on, and then discussed committing treason at his government office while being recorded. king.

[fairylando]

how will historians explain this?

[birdie-ghost]

Hello megop shippers I come bearing a half well done drawing!

[laswells-ashtray]

I miss the anon who'd pop in my asks and ask me the most random questions then get deep and philosophical or completely annoyed by my answers

they were never cod questions, they just debated with me about the benefits of breakfast and why I never eat it

anon, the kids and I miss you... pls come home

seriously, those random questions made my fucking day

[freezybreezyy]

a rare, genuine sol laugh

[unstoppableobjects]

need to see heather straddling robby’s lap planting soft little kisses all over his face and biting at his neck all while those big ass hands of his run up and down her back…for my own mental health.