#intoxicated

[nadiahshaven]

high connie. that’s it, that’s the post.

𖦹 translations: estas bien?/you good? | cariño/darling | mi amor/my love

𖦹 cw: high!connie x reader, contains nsfw

high!connie who gets touchy, and needy when under the influence.

“why you so far for?” connie questioned you. seeing you in nothing but his large t-shirt and boxers was doing something to him. his eyes were so low that he could barely see you, but he could make out your figure from across the room.

“cariño, i’m right here.” you reached out for his hand, to which he grabbed it, kissing all over the back of it, to your tattooed fingers, to your palm and wrist. it was now your turn to question him. “estas bien?”

he nodded, and whispered nothing but three words as he tugged on the oversized shirt you were wearing, with an intoxicated, metal-mouthed smile.

“take this off.”

high!connie who loves when you feed him snacks he gets for his munchies. he finds it weird, sober or not. you find it cute, on the other hand, so everytime he hands you an opened bag of trolli sour gummy worms after he gets high, you know exactly what to do.

“thankkk you, mi amorr.” connie chuckled, licking the rest of the sour powder off of your index and thumb fingers.

“mhm.” you replied back, kissing his currently blue raspberry flavored lips.

high!connie who loves how you dig your nails into his back when he has your legs on his shoulders, LED lights on red, fucking you to sandra’s rose by drake. any other time you two would fuck off a blunt, he’d be gentle, easy with your body. something must’ve been in the weed, because this specific time the headboard was banging so roughly into the wall you thought you’d have to call maintenance for the apartment you lived in, in the morning. the tip of his dick was punching your cervix with every harsh thrust he fed you, knocking the air out of your lungs.

“con-“ you said incoherently, resorting to slapping onto his back in an attempt to get his attention. “connie, im finna cum-“

yet again, due to a moan being forced from your throat, you couldn’t finish your sentence. he was hitting your g-spot as if there was no other spot inside of you to hit, guiding you to the orgasm of your life.

but, he answered you, in a gentle, quiet, cooing tone. “go ‘head, mami. nut onnis dick.” his hands that were on either side of your head moved down to press on your lower stomach, enhancing the pleasure indescribably.

you started to pant hoarsely, jaw slackened and legs shaking. he took this as an opportunity to shove his thumb in your mouth, swirling it around, under, behind your tongue. he slid his slender, soft finger out, dragging it down your body before pressing it on your clit, rubbing it in small, firm circles.

high!connie loved how you looked when you came, it being the most gorgeous sight on earth. some nights, he kept you up only to make you cum over, and over, and over. he couldn’t get enough of how your face contorted into one of pure ecstasy when you reached your climax. knowing he was the one making you feel this good, sent him onto a cloud higher than the one he was on.

high!connie who would agree to let you wear his chains when you rode him. everyone knew connie’s chains were the most dear to him, which is why you wouldn’t dare to ask him to even take them off if you two were fucking while he was sober. you loved the way they dangled in your face, anyway. but, when he was high, saying ‘yes’ to things was more common, even if it took a little bit of persuasion. he adored the way his chains sounded, the silver and diamonds clinking together while he bounced your hips up and down on his dick.

high!connie who you had to take care of when he greened out after eating an entire edible. he had high tolerance, but this night, he pushed his luck— and his body— farther than was able to contain. next thing you knew, he was kneeled over the toilet, emptying his guts while you were rubbing his broad shoulders with either of your hands, encouraging him and telling him that he’d be okay.

he sat up, still holding onto the toilet. “never gettin’ fuckin’ high again.”

“so, this mean i can smoke the rest of the weed?” you chuckled, already knowing the answer to this question.

“fuck no.” connie responded, sternly.

high!connie who also loved getting high on the taste of you. he’d have you ass up, face down, eating you out as if his life depended on it. his flexible, long tongue knew no boundaries, going from twirling it around your clit to tensing it and thrusting it in and out of you. your eyes rolled into the back of your head when he slid his thumb into your smaller, pulsing hole right as he flicked the tip of his tongue sloppily across your button. you couldn’t control yourself, or even warn him, and gushed every juice you had onto his face. this seemed to motivate him further, and he continued what he was doing, despite your cries and very guttural sounding moans.

high!connie who loved to cuddle with you after watching a movie that he knew would trip him out. he’d rant about how surreal everything looked as he laid his head into your chest. you played in his hair as he did so. touching his hair was also one of the things he wouldn’t let you do if he was sober, but obviously, since he was high, it was alright. your nails gently scratching his scalp would send him into a deep sleep. and just like that, he’d become your 6’5, 200 pound weighted blanket.

“never lettin’ you get high again.” you groaned, as you tried your best to pull the comforter up onto both of your bodies.

you also simultaneously knew that was a lie. you loved a sober connie, a drunk connie, and especially a high!connie.

[hypnoslipperyspiral]

Tie my up on a vibrator chair, putting a VR headset programmed to show only spirals, a mask over top constantly pumping me with 🍃 to keep me weak and unable to resist

Ugh please

[worldsokayestmagicalgirl]

Day 9: Intoxicated

I was going to go angst, but I’ve come to really love these cracktastic idiots over the last year, especially through fic.

Prompt List by Jamiedraws__ on Instagram

[euesworld]

"I want to feel your passion, your hunger, your fire as you touch me with soft hands that want to consume me.. with the eager fingers of a darling dreamer, so much hunger, intoxicated on desire and craving me. Give me your sweet passion, give me what I ache for.. what I need. Give me you.."

Come to me and then succumb to me - eUë

[ask-eden]

He is so inebriated that... He doesn't... realize... -- -- -- -- [ Anon ]

[smalltitsbitchh]

oh nothing, just absolutely freezing myself in a tub of almost ice water because Men on this hellsite told me to :) 😩

[localskoomaaddict]

time to get hammered ✨

[hypnoslipperyspiral]

Getting so high, staring at a spiral and sticking a vibrator inside, fuck it’s heaven

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

The Punishment of the Great Prostitute

Then one of the seven angels with the seven bowls came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the punishment of the great prostitute, who sits on many waters. The kings of the earth were immoral with her, and those who dwell on the earth were intoxicated with the wine of her immorality.” — Revelation 17:1-2 | Berean Reader's Bible (BRB) The Reader’s Bible © 2020 by Bible Hub and Berean Bible. All rights Reserved. Cross References: Isaiah 1:21; Jeremiah 2:20; Jeremiah 51:13; Ezekiel 31:4; Nahum 3:4; John 2:10; Revelation 1:1; Revelation 2:22; Revelation 3:10; Revelation 9:21

[alidravana]

Congrats on 150! May I humbly request Soap/Ghost with “I’m scared?”

This one really stumped me for a while, because I couldn't see either one of them saying "I'm scared"...and then the new game came out!

So here's an extra long drabble for this prompt, with spoilers for the MW2022 game:

“Soap?  Johnny, you there?” Ghost muttered into the phone, grabbing his jacket and stepping out of the bar so he could hear better.  Soap had left the bar earlier than the rest of the group; Ghost assumed that the kid had a bit too much Scotch, he had been looking a bit green around the edges.  Half expecting the Sergeant to have fallen asleep as soon as he got back to the base, he was surprised when his phone rang, Soap’s name flashing across the screen.  

He frowned when there was no response, wondering for a moment if the Soap had hung up, but then he could hear someone breathing faintly in the background.  “Sergeant?” He said sharply, hoping that the title would rouse the younger soldier.  

“G-Ghost?  Is that…is that you?” Soap’s voice came across the call shakily.  

“Yeah mate, you’re the one who called me,” Ghost replied, rolling his eyes at the slurred speech.  Soap was more intoxicated than he had originally thought.  “Do you need something?”

Ghost pressed the phone closer to his ear in alarm as he heard a loud, hitched breath followed by a muffled sob, almost as if Soap was trying to stop himself from crying.  “Johnny, where are you?” he demanded, his concern skyrocketing as he motioned to the rest of the group who had followed him out.

Covering the mouthpiece, he whispered to Laswell about tracing the phone call, the agent nodding in response as she stepped to the side.  

“Johnny, where are you?” Ghost repeated, a bit louder this time, switching the call to speaker so the others could hear.  

“I…I’m not really sure,” Soap mumbled, his words slurring together.  His breathing was labored, a deep rattling sound coming from his chest.  Ghost frowned, worried that perhaps Soap had hidden further injuries from their last mission, but before he could ask another question, Soap spoke first.

“I’m scared,” the younger man whispered, followed by another sob.  “I th-think I was drugged…maybe in the bar?  It’s…it’s getting harder t-to move.”

Ghost exchanged a glance with Price, the older man motioning for Gaz to go back inside to investigate.  

All of sudden, they heard a bang, the all too familiar sound of a gunshot, and a responding whimper from Soap.  Footsteps were approaching, and Ghost couldn’t help but flinch as though he was the one hiding, everyone else remaining silent as well as they waited to hear what was going to happen next.

But the last word they all heard from Soap before the call ended shot chills down Ghost’s spine.  

“Graves.”

[euesworld]

"Sometimes I feel like giving you some much needed affection, it's in my blood.. I just look at you, you little crazy person, and I get filled with so much love. Some days I lust after you, a heated fire in my veins to devour you and get intoxicated on your sweet taste.. other days still are days that I would love to smash a bag of cuddles between us and throw some nice warm blankets around us. But no matter what kind of day I'm having though, I always want to spend it with you.."

Every day is a little bit different but I you are always in my heart and on my mind like good memories - eUë

[ask-eden]

Alaxia stretches his arms out forward, arching his back slightly as he stretches with a large yawn His head practically flops over on his shoulder as he turns to look back at you Alaxia: Can't heLP It... Just how it beeeeeeee~ Alaxia stares down at his hands. Opening and closing them several times, as if he's expecting to see something happen. Alaxia: How I am.... What I'm supposed to beeee.... You can't... stop... it...... Not.. at....all.... Just... a..... Mons...ter... foreverrrrrrrrr.... His hands close tightly, brow furrowing slightly with a frumpy expression. But his head suddenly snaps to face behind him on the floor His own tail swishes back and forth, his eyes follow it closely His pupils begin to slowly dilate Alaxia:... I gota... excusee... this... I gotta... MmM... I gotta taaaalk to tHIS GUY...

You aren't quite sure who he is referring to... But you begin to witness him bat at his own tail from his chair, he is very focused on this task You've lost him -- -- -- [ Anon ] [ Background by @/sinnohsiblings ]

[smalltitsbitchh]

I just got told ill have to stay late at work today but to cheer me up im gonna go to the gas station and gran a couple shots to finish out the day with!!🎉 it probably wont be until aroukd 3 or 4 today, but ill keep updating 😂

[localskoomaaddict]

Update✨

soo i'm like suuper high rn and typing is soo fcks hard rn nd everything is suuuuoer slow and nd i'm feeling super dumb and very much not intelligent rn nd i jinda whsnt to text forevrr cuz it feels goog hehee

i rly need to ramp up my postss heres