#drunken mistakes

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

“I love you.”

Cloud pulled his phs away, squinting a single eye open to look at the screen. It was definitely Zack’s name on the screen and it said it was only 0200 up in the corner, far too early to be dealing with Zack and whatever drunken mistakes he was committing.

“Zack, it’s Cloud. What’re you doing?”

The pounding music in the that could be heard faintly in the back faded out a little more, as if the other man was leaving whatever club he was previously getting hammered in.

“I know it’s you silly. Jus’ wanted to let ya know…”

Cloud hummed quietly, deciding this would be one of those situations where he just nodded along and agreed, even if he didn’t really know what was going on.

“Ok. Love you too I guess.”

Zack didn’t need to know Cloud meant it in any significant way, best friends said this sort of thing to each other all the time right? He was just, returning sentiments.

“Really?! That’s great! We should do lunch! Tomorrow. After sleep.”

Cloud hummed again, already slipping back into said sleep as he answered.

“Sure. Sounds great.”

Zack said some unintelligible things after that, something about dinners and dates or something. Cloud wasn’t sure. He’d fallen asleep before he heard it all.

…..

“Cloudy!”

Said blond turned on his heel, hand slipping off the cafeteria door as he smiled at his friend. Zack was grinning like a loon, near sprinting down the hall in his efforts to catch up. Cloud waited for him to catch up, laughing softly when the older man nearly crashed into four different people on his way down.

He was going to turn to make his way through the doors once Zack had caught up, hand on the door again before he was being swept up. Zack had his arms around his waist, lifting him off the ground and spinning him once before he was being put down again.

Every protest died when Zack leant forward, sealing their lips together with a smiling kiss that was more teeth than actual lips, “Morning baby.”

Cloud could’ve sworn he’d died and gone to heaven with what was most definitely his wildest dream coming true. But when Zack grabbed his hand, his grip just the slightest bit too tight due to his excitement, he knew it was definitely reality. The only question was how it was his reality.

“Ah! I’m so glad you said you loved me back last night! I was so scared but Kunsel kept saying I should just do it and he was so right cause look! We’re dating!”

Zack held their joined hands up in example, beaming so bright that he received a few glares from half awake people around them. Cloud didn’t mind much, way too stuck on his friends (boyfriends?!) words from before.

He’d actually meant that? It wasn’t some weird drunken dare or mistake?? He’d actually meant to call Cloud and confess to him?! What the fuck?!

[tadpolesonalgae]

Hi tabby, super random question but in the Drunken mistakes series, does Rhys actually care about or like the reader? Because it feels like feyre obviously likes her (has feelings for her I mean) and at the beginning Rhys seems concerned for her (bringing her food) but then it’s like he doesn’t care as much? Like he calls her pet names but he seems more inclined to use her than really having feelings for her? :) thank you

-🐍

Hiya!! And thank you for reminding me about that series, I love the dynamic of the first part so much 🫠

So, Feyre definitely likes reader, and reader kind of(?) liked Feyre back? It’s kind of tricky to say since reader does have (did have?) romantic feelings for Feyre but wasn’t comfortable with them which is why the story progressed in the way that it did?

For Rhysand, he also has romantic interest in reader but since the series is basically pure smut, we just haven’t had a chance to see him express a non-sexual interest in her yet :)

I’d honestly love to add something else to that series since…well, Feysand, but I have some other stuff going on with them already? I’ve started writing a part 3 to Tag, You’re It, as well as a more wholesome one-shot that’ll probably be called Dizzying Kisses featuring poly feysand so I’d like to finish one of those before giving another go to the drunken series…but it would be so nice to write it 😞

[the-art-of-sanshoku]

Saw another Shingo Katsurayama photoshoot and... my pen slipped...

Timelapse:

Song: The House in Fata Morgana OST - Cicio

Ah, to draw suggestive Goichi art and then set the timelapse to sentimental FataMoru music, life's simple pleasures~

[whineandcheese24]

may be an unpopular opinion, but I hope buck and eddie don't hook up next episode. don't get me wrong i still want buddie endgame, but not so quickly. ep 4 threw them off-kilter, and as close as they were in ep 5, there was still a wall between them for most of the episode. i need to see them be best friends again, real, honest, best friends before i can contemplate them as anything else.

also, as much as i love buddie, not everything should be about them. buck's sexuality arc is about buck, not buddie. he doesn't like tommy, because he's misplacing his feelings for eddie, he likes tommy because he's bi and he likes boys (and tommy's really hot). and the madney wedding, should be about MADNEY. we haven't really gotten any scenes of them together this season, they deserve to have a wedding that's about them

[tomoyoo]

Manga, books and authors mentioned in A Drunken Dream and Other Stories

I wrote the english names that were used in the book. Honestly the way I organized this gave me a headache but I hope it's useful <3 See more for the list of authors that were mentioned briefly.

Manga mentioned in the interview Mama’s Violin - Tetsuya Chiba Tomboy Angel - Mitsuteru Yokoyama Shinsengumi; Astro Boy - Osamu Tezuka Harp of the Stars; Hello, Teacher; The White Troika - Hideko Mizuno Mist, Roses and Stars - Shotaro Ishitani The Boy from Dartmoor - Nanae Sasaya In the Sunroom; The Song of the Wind and the Trees - Keiko Takemiya You Can Hear the Rain; Birth - Yumiko Oshima Norakuro - Suiho Tagawa The Rose of Versailles - Riyoko Ikeda

Mentioned in Rachel Thorn's essay Fuichin-san - Toshiko Ueda Tomorrow’s Joe - Tetsuya Chiba Eyes of Ice - Nanae Sasaya Aim for the Ace! - Sumika Yamamoto Toward the Terra; Fly Me to the Moon! - Keiko Takemiya Banana Bread Pudding; F-Shiki Ranmaru - Yumiko Oshima Two in a White Room; Arabesque; The Son of Heaven in the Land of the Rising Sun; Terpsichore - Ryoko Yamagishi Mari and Shingo; A Staff and Wings - Toshie Kihara

Books The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett Anne of Green Gables - Lucy Maud Montgomery Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm - Kate Douglas Wiggin Little Women - Louisa May Alcott Shank’s Mare - Ikku Jippensha The Currents of Space - Isaac Asimov The Generative Enterprise Revisited - Noam Chomsky Phantoms in the Brain - V.S. Ramachandran

There's notes at the end giving more context for these authors but I don't have it in me rn.

Interview: Miyako Maki Masako Watanabe Kazuo Umezu Sanpei Shirato Mineko Yamada Ryoko Yamagishi Jun Morita Yasuko Sakata Akiko Hatsu Shio Satoh Aiko Itoh Machiko Satonaka

Essay: Yoshiko Nishitani Minori Kimura Mineko Yamada Akira Mochizuki Sato Tomoe

Book authors: Kenji Miyazawa Jean Stratton-Porter Robert Heinlein Ryotaro Shiba Sawako Ariyoshi Herman Hesse Ray Bradbury Jean Cocteau Kenichiro Mogi

[b1uedcollar]

thinking about this codycore gif today lmao

[aegoneggon]

okay girlies i need your explaining of the scene in the driftmark episode when aegon was passed out drunk on the steps and otto kicks him awake... why is Aegon's immediate response "brother?!"

[interestinnggg]

My favorite snippet from "Heartache" chapter 3 that I can't post no matter how finished it is.

[rwby-confess]

i know you are a an of qrow and winter, but id love to see a shipping chart Qrow and Willow aka as alcoholics anonymous

It would be funny if the vol 10 happened and we saw them flirting, what a power move that would be (and then Weiss going like "omg mom do you even know who that guy is, he's crusty" >:-/)

[whosname]

In the immortal words of Gob Bluth, that's a tiny huge mistake, Gintoki

[tadpolesonalgae]

Drunken Confessions - Sneak Peak (dark!Feysand: part 3)

A/N: normal feysand, Dark!feysand… either way I’m a mess

Warnings: Smut

‘ She taps the bargain mark that is imprinted on your sternum, “I can’t help you if you don’t reach, sweet thing.” You swallow, trying to gently push away from you, but her thigh presses between your own, making you bite your lip. “I command you to tell me the truth,” she whispers, and you whimper, trying to shake your head. You know the stinging pain that will come if you don’t comply. “Do you want me to touch you?” ’

‘ Her hands raise over the tops of your thighs, hooking beneath your underwear. You squeal, trying to squirm away but she growls softly, pulling away, enabling her to tear the fabric from your body. Her eyes latch onto your sex, hot and gleaming, and perfectly ready for her to drag her tongue— ’

‘ “Like that, little lynx?” He questions, his free hand brushing over your sternum, finger tips dancing over the bargain mark. You whimper around his digits, tongue recoiling. His brow narrows but his violet eyes gleam. “Want me to shove them further, hm? Bring you to the edge of this table so you can take my cock instead?” ’

[sunmontuewrites]

Half a bottle of wine and two whickies deep....I don't know if writing is a good idea right now.

[koreanchimchim-blog]

[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

I wish there was a "Like" function on Tumblr because this is genuinely one of the best/cutest response I've ever received

@chemistryrabbit

[loryn-art]

Night has already fallen when he came back to the house.

The crisp air biting his cheeks and ears as he made his way through the pines; long spears planted in the floor, perfectly dark in the dying light of a long passed sunset. Their spines ready to catch his clothes and hair, little frozen claws hanging in the air, waiting for their prey as he continued his path to reach the hill where his home was.

A cottage among the mountains, a small wooden shelter in the forest, old and used, tired and so far away from any city but oh… this was such what they needed. A nice dream after the endless and terrifying nightmare they lived. Nothing was so far from what they went through before and they still felt not grateful enough for what they had now. Still wondering if they deserved such a deliverance, even seven months later.

Lucas finally went out of the wood, the cabin was now in sigh and despite the distance he could see no lights coming from the inside. A strong smell of burning wood reached is nose as he noticed dancing lights coming from the other side of the house. He let a cold sigh slip just above his scarf and readjusted his fabric bag full of fresh herbs and flowers on his back.

“Oh Amicia… What have you done this time…”

He was already accelerating his pace as he walked around the cabin, hoping nothing wrong had happen.

A blinding flash stopped him, so bright he had to close his eyes for a moment.

It took a moment to realize what he was looking at, ending up in front of a giant bonfire in front of their home. Radiating all around the place, probably visible for kilometers around. Amicia was here, throwing a big tree stump barely cut in the fire, making thousand of sparks fly away. The sound of the devouring fire was what pulled him out of his thoughts, his eyes still blinking.

“What are you doing ?!”

The question sounded more like a cry of panic, And Lucas noticed he was griping is bag like his life depended on it.

Amicia slowly turned toward him, seeming not really concerned by the tone of his voice. Her look was… suspicious.

“A fire.”

[leatherbookmark]

inspired by a post featuring a translation of the "gayer than" line from gomens, i got my hands on a polish translation, and oh, my loves, It Is Not Good.