#drunk academia

[iamnotshazam]

"our son made it through the war to come of age, let's fucken party! rsvp only if you're a little bitch who's NOT coming. all y'all not dead of alcohol poisoning by morning (lmao losers) get dunkt on"

edit: fascinating! the tags are full of two types of people. 1) people who think this is a joke and 2) catholics who fully admit to a bit of cheeky cultural alcoholism just nodding and saying "uh huh"

[socially-anxious-wizard]

Utterly convinced Katsuki and Izuku kissed once in middle school and Katsuki just completely forgot it was Izuku because it happened before Izuku socially transitioned and they just. Forget that Izuku is Trans.

[thecuriousquest]

Yandere Drunk Bakugou (NSFW)

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

I’m sorry. I’m just horny. 😭

Warnings: NSFW, drunk sex, Yandere themes, possessive tendencies

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Yandere Bakugou who got drunk at a party and spotted you shaking your ass on the dance floor. He took you back to your room after. Dazed with passion and alcohol, you allowed this. He sloppily latched onto your mouth while working the button of your pants, shoving them down past your hips.

He kept you close the entire time, never once allowing an inch between your body and his. He pushed you back with a strength you knew he had but never witnessed first hand. I mean, those pretty boy muscles. How he flexes them to take off his black tank top. His fingers knock against each other as he tries to get out of his pants and boxers.

Drunk and stumbling all over the place, the two of you rid each other of your clothes before you fall in a heap on the bed. He’s hard and sweaty, you’re wet and sweaty. He hooks your knee over his shoulder and presses against you. You realize it’s taking him a few tries to find your cavern of bliss. You moan, horny as fuck, trying to be patient in all of your alcoholic consumption.

He’s stiff going in, and then he relaxes for a second before pumping the fucking hell out of you. He gets so excited that his quirk accidentally goes off, but you’re a slut for the slight pain you feel on your arm. You moan and nip at his ear.

He licks your neck, sucking on it, leaving a trail of blazing bite marks. Bakugou grips your hip, leaving fingerprint marks. He’s slapping your fleshy ass over and over again until you vocalize the pain. You grab fist fulls of the sheets. Your hair sticks to you in a light sheet of sweat. He’s bucking his hips into yours deep. You can feel him rubbing up against that sweet spot inside of you, that sacred little ball of pleasure. He hits it in all of the right ways, and you find yourself coming undone all over his cock.

Bakugou doesn’t stop when he comes. No. Drunk Bakugou has more stamina than Sober Bakugou. Sober Bakugou can go up to three (maybe four if you’re lucky) times in a row, but Drunk Bakugou hits different. He makes you a messy girl. He makes sure you know exactly who you belong to, even if you are drunk. He has you riding his cock, sucking his dick that’s slick with all of your juices and his precome. He takes you while you’re bent over the bed, bent over the dresser. He takes you while your back is to his chest, reverse cowgirl while bouncing on his delicious cock. He even has you in a chokehold at some point while standing and fucking you from behind.

Oh, this man lives to hear you moan his name in his ear. How he loves to hear you scream for him. He pounds you up against a wall just to feel you wrap your arms and legs around him while making those pathetic little squeaks of pleasure in his ear. Your eyes scrunched closed.

“B-Baku-gou! I’m gonna! I’m gonna come! Please?!”

Drunk Yandere Bakugou wouldn’t have it any other way.

[cremateyourlife]

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDD

[creatingnikki]

you tell me you don't like poetry. that you prefer a messy text with bad grammar but authentic emotion. and I smile and tell you that my poetry is a lot like that, a list of drunk texts at 2 am I never sent the person I wrote them for. minus the bad grammar. but authentic emotion? but words that aren't pompous? expression that's human? that's what my poetry is. and now at close to 2 am, I want to send you some texts. authentic emotion. lower caps. lacking punctuation perhaps. but what would I say? I'm not drunk. and I'm not in love. maybe one day you will read my poetry and wonder if in another universe we would know each other better and how wonderfully authentic that would be, how spectacularly human.

[modharvest]

Liquid courage heard it helps!

[make-death-proud-to-takeus]

Art is crucial because it's useless; the first sign of humanity was people taking care of a person with a boken leg. when we take care of the useless that's when we're more than eat shit fuck and die

[randomgirl005]

Being drunk is the most wonderful thing because you can express your feelings freely, and then just say you were drunk

[ohitsjustgen]

DRUNK DABI X READER

You hear the window to your bedroom open so you glance at it not too alarmed knowing that it's probably someone you know personally. It was Dabi.

You and Dabi have been having a problem trying to figure out what you guys mean to each other. So you both settled that you're "Friends with Benefits". Which is fine by you. Mainly because your ex has treated you like shit for the past 5 months and you needed a person to help you in your time of need. (Time of need meaning getting knocked up).

As Dabi is climbing into your window you look at him noticing something is off. Even under the moon's reflective light you could tell he was a bit wobbly and wonky, and has a pinkish hue to his cheeks and forehead. You suddenly add 2 and 2 together when you notice a bottle of booze rocking in his hand.

Anyone homeee~? Yells Dabi slightly slurring at his words. He leans against the wall. You walk over to him and caress's his cheek. "Dabi? What are you doing here? You would usually warm me before you decide to come?" Dabi blinks at you and glances at your hand that is placed on his cheek.

"Hello, pretty I'm just having a drink, thought I'd stop by and visit you!" His words were barely audible but I got little snippets of it piecing words together.

Dabi looks at you with a tired look in his eyes and leans closer near your ear mumbling something about your hair being soft.

You glance at the half empty bottle in your hand. "Yea your hella drunk" You swiftly walk over to your window to lock it, hoping no one had seen him come in. You then take the bottle of booze and throw it away. Making Dabi a little sad in the eyes. Chaperoning Dabi to bed, you push away the stuffed animals that spread onto your bed and let the man lay down. The man groans and rolls onto his back.

"Come here and lay with me pretty girl." The raven hair man says stretching out his arm to look for your thigh.

"Dabi stop, you don't mean that, you're just drunk talking" You say as you get up to head to the restroom.

Dabi has stated many many times before that what you guys have going on doesn't reflect your feelings. It's just a mere hookup is all. Although you said you agreed to those terms, you just couldn't help but to catch feelings for the handsome man. (Whoopsie #1)

You begin to walk to the bathroom to grab 2 Tylenol pills and a warm washcloth. As well as grab a cup of water from the kitchen. You then return back to where the man lay placing the items on the night stand next to the queen sized bed.

"I'm not drunk talking! I'm serious. I've wanted you ever since we've started this whole charade"

You ignore his comments and attend to nurse him back to health. "Are you hungry Dabi? I could make you something to eat to ease the hangover once it comes." You ask symptomatically looking into his cerulean eyes.

Dabi's eyes soften as he nods. "Yes please that would be great~" As he nods he attempts to lean over to give you a small peck on the cheek. But ends up tumbling off the bed instead due to his inebriated state.

"Tch" is the only sound that comes out of your mouth. You lean down to help the man back onto the bed. The sound of soft snoring hits your ears and you realize he fell asleep (Pun intended). You tuck the man under the blankets and place the man onto his side making sure none of the contents of the drink comes up to choke him.

You kiss the man on his cheek admiring his beautiful features.

"I love you Dabi"

A small smirk forms onto the man's face as he whispers the words back; "I love you Y/N"

[drunk-vampire]

Haunted by ghosts of what could have been,

bleeding by the grasp of what was

Truly a puppet to my own demise,

I'm shackled by my own lies in this room

Staring as the ceiling lowers

In my mind, pain and rage are tangled

Dancing to a symphony of unspoken blues

The weight of unshed tears, like a heavy cloak

The lightbulb flickers, scared to shed any more light to this eerie scene

Lost in the labyrinth of my own design,

Wandering through the corridors, looking at the broken portraits of people I loved

The echoes of regrets, guiding me like a haunting choir

Nearly insane, waltzing to the sound of my own lies

Torn between what was and what could be

Promises and broken words carry the scent of whiskey and regret

As fragments of my soul mix with the shattered glass on the floor of my bedroom

The lightbulb flickers one last time before the stage goes dark

A final curtain falls

[rellscribbles]

You're just a personification

Of what I longed for

Now I'm left to fend for myself

[cage-cat-yt]

Comfort character doodles

I was gonna do Ed but I'll post it later :3 but Luneth/Nethie had a silly dialogue to go along with it of like a "what if they interacted" sorta thing, it made me stim and I thought it was silly ^^ also in the undercut I'm posting my SOAD Mesmerize and hypnotize album CDs I bought lol

Edit: fixed it

Anyway, stay safe and self care and hydrate! :3

Here's the SOAD CDs !

[jeoncanis]

5th December: I wish, I was who you drunk texted at midnight

[beauty-is-terrror]

Spending the rest of my afternoon with the Greek class at the country house.

Ciao ciao.

[burningvelvet]

meryl streep, specifically in the french lieutenant's woman (1981), is who i would fancast if there were ever a perfect mary shelley biopic that could transcend time & space…

[pahaadonkidhoop]

it's so funny to be absolutely sloshed and walking alone around the college campus, crying, barely breathing, so funny