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annoyingvoidzombie · 9 months

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What Henry's sees: A very sharp jawline and it's all his for the taking

What Alex sees: he and can't help himself but adore this goof, this is also part of the NDA, the emoji

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rockingtheorange · 6 months

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Get drunk with Henry. Step by step.

Nervous adrenaline before drinking:

1st shot is not that great:

2nd, 3rd, 4th shot... Just get wasted:

He's so silly, small and soft ❤

#i had this post planned to make for so long😭#finally #drunk Henry is a baby #credit if you want to post the gifs on Twitter please thank yew #henry fox mountchristen windsor #firstprince #alex claremont diaz #nicholas galitzine #taylor zakhar perez #red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb movie

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actual-changeling · 8 months

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1941, Soho, Aziraphale's bookshop

There are three empty wine bottles on the table and a fourth between them on the floor, freshly opened. While the couch is in perfect condition, they had both ended up in front of it, leaning against it to keep themselves somewhat upright.

Crowley in particular is swaying on the spot, allowing Aziraphale to top off his cup and handing it to him with a stern look that said don't you dare leave wine stains on my furniture.

In the low candlelight, they keep drinking, and Crowley can't help but watch the flame flicker over his cheekbones, the grey shadows softening his lips, tracing the sparkle in his eyes when the angel turns his head to look at him; they're both equally drunk and happy to leave the day behind.

"Didya' listen to a single word I jus'said?"

His nose wrinkles adorably, eyelids flutter, and he licks a stray drop of wine from his lips. Crowley mirrors him without even noticing, too caught up in trying to keep himself from reaching out, plucking the glass from his hand, and tasting the wine on his tongue.

"I almost killed you," he says, voice more fragile than he expected it to be, and the annoyance etched into Aziraphale's forehead immediately bleeds away.

"You didn't, love, 'm all here."

Oh, Crowley wants, he wants to feel that pet name against his lips and hear it whispered into his ear in the middle of the night. He wants to curse heaven and hell alike and take as much as Aziraphale is willing to give; he has lived off of scraps of affection for centuries.

Somewhere in the distance, a bomb falls, rumbling through the ground and shaking their windows, and Crowley does not make a choice as much as he empties his glass in one go and stops holding his body back from taking what it desires.

Aziraphale's thighs are soft and warm, his pupils blown so wide his irises turn them into a lunar eclipse, and he carefully extracts his angel's wine glass from his fingers, downing the rest, and puts it to the side. His shades are... somewhere, and have been for quite a while, not that he cares.

Reality is blurry, his vision swims more than it is steady, and if anyone were to ask, he'd blame it all on the alcohol and the thrill of adrenaline. He wants to slide a hand up his neck and cup his face, so he does, fingers threading through silky hair.

"Angel?"

They both have to blink several times until they can focus on each other again, but once Aziraphale fully processes the demon in his lap and the decreasing distance between their lips, well, he has never said no to pleasure.

The first touch is tentative, but the next is a proper kiss, wine-slicked lips sliding against each other, mouths opening on their own accord. Hands on his back pull him in, closer and closer until there is no space left and he can feel Aziraphale's human heart beat beneath his own.

They kiss and kiss and kiss, dreading the approaching dawn, but for now they are safe in an ink-black cocoon of their own making, a bubble in time no one will be able to pop. It is 1941, and for a few hours, an angel and a demon become an us, the bombs singing in a horrible imitation of a nightingale.

When Crowley leaves in the grey morning light, sober and with a bitter taste in his mouth, he doesn't look back.

The next time they talk, the war is over, Crowley has gained a new collection of hellish scars all over his body, and neither of them ever brings up the night they tasted freedom for the first (and perhaps last) time.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #im tired n drunk and felt like giving the '41 night trend a go

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supercap2319 · 4 months

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Y/N helped a drunken Alex to his bedroom as he giggled and played with Y/N's face. The stairs were a bit of a challenge as Alex kept slumping in his arms on purpose.

After a bit of time, Y/N helped Alex onto his bed as he began to undo his tie. "Okay. Now, we're going to get this tie off you, then I'm going to remove your boots and you'll go to sleep."

Alex looks at him with unfocused eyes. "But I don't wanna go to sleep. I wanna go back to the party."

"Trust me. You're not missing anything. Just got to sleep okay?"

"How about a kiss instead?" Alex grins and giggles.

Y/N's face burned with heat. "No, Alex. That's not a consensual kiss. And I don't want to kiss you when you're not in your right mind. Besides, you have a girlfriend."

"Not even a little smidgee-widgee?" Alex laughs.

"No, Alex. That's not going to hap–"

Alex leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #ashby gentry #ashby gentry x male reader #ashby gentry imagine #alex walter #AlexWalterimagine #Alex Walter x male reader #drunk kiss #my life with the walter boys #My life with the walter boys x male reader

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penelopepitstopp · 3 months

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I know some of you aren't on reddit so I just thought I'd let you know I edited another video - "drunk history but it's just taskmaster contestants (and LAH)" so if anyone wants to watch, here's the link :)

#taskmaster #alex horne #ed gamble #james acaster #nish kumar #joe lycett #chris ramsey #judi love #sara pascoe #iain stirling #charlotte ritchie #rob beckett #romesh ranganathan #drunk history uk

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one-time-i-dreamt · 8 months

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Alex Jones tried to do a marathon absolutely hammered. At one point he tried to get on a razor scooter (he fell).

#dream #alex jones #drunk #marathon #scooter #fall

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gh0st-g1rlx0 · 3 months

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Self care💅🏻

#alex turner #arctic monkeys #alt girl #self care #dance #fun #healing era #slay era #drunk posting #im drunk #drinking #indie girl #2014 tumblr #am

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cloacacarnage · 2 months

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#Sean O'Malley #UFC 299 #UFC #MMA #GIFs With Alex #ill make a full gifset in the morning #but its late and im whiskey drunk boys

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twilight-gnome · 2 months

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What did I just find????

youtube

So it’s a fun little show of Little shop of horrors, who’s twist is that the actors are drunk, simple obvious and fun. I love little shop and musical theater in general so of course I click on it.

the video has less than 10k views from a channel with less than 800 subscribers. But then I start recognizing people. First it was the guy playing crystal, I don’t watch a lot of smosh but I do recognize him, but I wasn’t completely sure so I looked at the cast list so I could look him up.

And then I realized just how many people I recognized

Grant Anthony O’Brien - Dropout

Daniel Thrasher - large YouTube channel

Rashawn Nadine Scott - Dimension 20

Alex Lewis - Lewberger(his band along with Keith habersberger(try guys) and Hughie stone fish)

Angela Giarrantana and as previously mentioned chanse McCary - Smosh

And looking up the other actors, they also had similar levels of notoriety!!

HOW HAVE I NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE? WHY ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE I KNOW OF IN IT?? HOW DOES IT HAVE SO FEW VIEWS???WHY IS IT ONE OF MY FAVORITE MUSICALS????