#drunk voicemail

[astrangerlately]

#drunk voicemail #lyrics #pink #pom pom squad #vent aesthetic #you always know how to make me sad #death of a cheerleader #Aesthetic #i #you #tag later

[sophiaphile]

SET LIST "Drunk Voicemail" "Head Cheerleader" "Cherry Blossom" "Crying" "Be Good"

#pom pom squad #tiny desk #npr #one of my favorite tiny desks #death of a cheerleader #angsty #drunk voicemail #head cheerleader #cherry blossom #crying #be good #Youtube

[wqnwoos]

[voicemail from vernon, 00:02am] hey, uh, it’s me! just calling to say happy new year, i guess. i know you’re probably asleep, or like, out with friends or something, i don’t know, but — i was just thinking of you. which is weird, right? i started my year thinking of you? maybe it’s not weird. i don’t know. i’m not sure how to say what i want to say — i think — maybe i can show you? next time you’re around. or when i’m around. oh god, did that sound sleazy? it wasn’t supposed to be sleazy. i didn’t mean it… sleazy. just — you know what, just, happy new year. i really hope you have a great one. i hope i get to be there for it all, too. but — yeah. i’ll see you soon.

#vernon fluff #hansol fluff #vernon x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #i wanted to make this a full drabble originally but i think i kind of like it like this? it’s super different to how i normally write #just wanted to like. get it out. it was just rotting in my brain #anyway inspired very loosely by a drunk voicemail my friend sent me on new years!! i love her

[ifboywasagun]

……..

#bbl #al pacino #this was literally the first thing i saw when i opened tik tok #also i was drunk and send people voicemails about his ass… #bobby deerfield 1977 #??? #ass pacino

[wifegideonnav]

tbh when mitski said “you’re my best friend/now i’ve no one to tell/how i lost my best friend”

#my freshman year of college my best friend and I were both a wreck #and on opposite sides of the country #during winter break I made the decision to share certain information with their parents bc I was actively concerned for their safety #they were deeply upset about me betraying their trust like that and asked for a break in our friendship #(a few months later (which happened to be early March 2020. lol) they did shrooms and realized they wanted to talk to me again lmao) #(so we talked and cried and now we’re still best friends almost 4 years later) #and my birthday is in january so it fell right in the middle of the period we weren’t talking #and my friends at school actually put together a really lovely party and it remains to this day the best bday party ive had #(most of my bdays have been sad and shitty lol) #but i just remember being drunk in my friends dorm room with my friends all around me #it was the end of the night people were just kinda chatting in little groups or whatever #and i was lying on my friends bed just miserable bc all I could think about was how my best friend was supposed to be there too #bc my parents were going to fly them out for the weekend as a present #and obviously that just got dropped #and id been talking to my friends about it kind of but all I wanted was my actual best friend #I left them a very embarrassing drunk voicemail that THANK GOD they deleted without listening to #but it’s just. the quiet agony of being angry and sad and hurt because your person doesn’t want to be ur person anymore #and still wanting to talk to them about it. still needing them to comfort you and give you their advice and insights #i don’t want to talk to anyone else about it. they’re not you. #sigh. anyway. ive actually lost several close friends for various reasons ranging from reasonable to bullshit #and it always blindsides me how much I want to talk to THEM about it #so thanks mitski for expressing that so artfully #op

[lexyscross]

R.I.P Amber Freeman, I just know you loved Pom Pom Squad. 🥺🙏🏽🖤

#Which is low-key ironic since I have ATTACHED “Drunk Voicemail” to Liv & Vince and she murdered both their asses. 😭 #pom pom squad #amber freeman #scream 5 #headcanons #scream headcanons #scream series #txt

[houndfaker]

I just wanted to say I truly adore your yukamitsu red with love art. You did a really beautifully job portraying it and this song is the perfect anthem for them. I’m so glad I discovered this song through you and this art because it’s so good. Thanks for sharing it with the world :] <3

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I’m gonna be real I have kind of a rough day to get through but waking up and reading this made me feel really strong…tysm

#quinn moment #asks #embraceyourdestiny #it truly means the world to me 🥹 #red with love has like Haunted me as a yukamitsu song and it’s just such a good song in general #I’m glad my art made a connection #definitely definitely check out the rest of the album too omg #Pom Pom squad is fucking awesome I highly reccomend #drunk voicemail is my other fav by them 🙏 that one’s also kinda yukari if you squint hehe

[bruciemilf]

pathetic ex-wife talia so true

PLEEEEEASE JUST LET WOMEN BE PATHETIC SO I HAVE SOME REP

#she sends bruce voicemails regularly and he's always sighing are u drunk #talia absolutely drunk after she saw a little bat: drunk on my love for youuuuuuuu heheheheh

[pu1itzer]

❝ ebay. i order things late at night when i’ve had a few cocktails. ❞ lex, smallville

baldur's gate 3 starters (part 2)

rolling her eyes , lex always had an answer for everything . even with her throwaway comments . something that rattled her so quickly , she smirks placing down the item in question . there's nothing worse than being in the office of the notorious lex luthor , surrounded by people who worshipped the air he breathed . it was sickening . ❛ what did you drink , pure ethanol ?! ❜

❛ actually , i once got so drunk i ordered harrison ford fridge magnets in bulk at three am . ❜ that sentence ran away from her far too quickly . ( shut up , lane . . . shut up . ) shaking her head , sinking back into her chair . this was some kind of situationship , he helped her for his gain and she'd try to expose every lie that came from his mouth . what happened to him ?

#rejectory #⸻ VOICEMAIL : YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE ... #lmao lois confessing her drunk purchases too #also she's a menace

[francesderwent]

#an underrated (undergiffed) moment in the episode!! #cate liveblogs! #8x05 committed #it's just so perfectly done because the previous episode #lois has a STRONG reaction to seeing clark with someone else but she goes STRAIGHT to denial #I don't care about your love life why should I care etc #and she starts this episode the same way! I don't need you to hold my hand. you didn't need to take care of me #you think SHE'S in denial #but! deep down! SHE KNOWS #she knows in the voicemail! #and it's funny and it's light and she was drunk and she's rolling her eyes and Clark's smirking #but she knows later!!! when his life is at stake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #and it's not light at all

[countlessrealities]

RELATIONSHIP BUILDING || Accepting !

@advnterccs sent: 📱for a voicemail my muse left yours. { To your Rick from my Morty ! }

Rick almost dropped his phone as he tried to take another swing from the mostly empty bottle he was holding in his other hand. Half of the mouthful of liquor trickled down his chin, joining the stains that were already wetting his teal shirt, but he didn't seem to notice, too busy squinting at the screen to find the number he wanted.

Morty was mad at him.

The fact in itself wasn't news. It wasn't the first time and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last. However, this particular fight was bothering him as very few had, for more than one reason, and he couldn't shake off the bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Guilt. He had fucked up, he knew it and, for once, he was failing to deny it.

The phone rang and rang on the other side of the line, but no one picked up and the call eventually ended with a click, as it was redirected to the voicemail.

"G-God fuckin' dammit," Rick muttered under his breath and gulped down more liquor before raising his voice.

"M-Morty, what the hell, p-pick up the fuckin' phone! W-Where the fuck are you?! S-Stop watching porn o-or jerking it or...whatever you're doing. G-Geez, I can't believe tha-that you...you let me go to the goddamn voicemail, l-little shit."

A few other grumbled words followed, but they were distorted by a hiccup and thus unintelligible. He should probably specify whom he was. The last thing he wanted was for the teen to give shit to his boyfriend because of something he had done.

"I-It's Rick. Shit, I-I mean other Rick. Y-Your lame ass, bitchy, fuckin' ungrateful little freak of a boyfriend's Rick."

Alright, maybe insulting his own Morty so freely wasn't the smartest idea. He was trying to get his other grandson's help to make it up to his own and all that spiel was kind of counterproductive.

Fuck, the little shit makes stuff hard even when he's not around. Fuck you, Morty.

"L-Listen, you...you gotta call me back, Morty. I need...we got some shit to do. U-Urgent shit. An-And you have to come with. C-Can't do it on my own. I-It's a two-people job, y-you know? But don't...It's not weird stuff. N-No weird stuff involved." For once, he actually meant it, even if never say never when it came to a Rick-and-Morty related thing. "B-But you can't tell...gotta keep your mouth shut, m-my Morty can't know, got it, l-little buddy? I-It's...if he knows, it will be ruined. S-So we gotta be quiet an-and quick and...you know. G-Get it done before he knows."

There was a voice in the back of his head, one that sounded awfully like Morty's, that was telling him that this was a dick move. Using the teen's own boyfriend to get forgiveness when the latter had been part of the reason why they had fought in the first place.

Good thing that Rick was used to not playing fair and to cheating at every chance he got. Especially if it made it easier for him to get what he wanted.

"We...you...fuckin' call me back, little shit," he resumed, squinting down at the phone as if it had been the boy's face, before letting himself fall in his chair.

Or, at least, that had been his intention. What actually happened was that, in his drunken state, he bumped into it, sending it rolling away and tripping himself backwards. He managed to slow his fall down by grabbing the hem of the workbench, but he still ended up flat on his back, also causing a few tools and unfinished devices to hit the floor with him.

He also lost the grip on the now empty bottle he had been holding and it flew out of his hand, crashing on the ground and shattering in pieces.

Great.

More unfazed by the mess than anyone else would have been, the scientist merely fished his flask out of the inner pocket of his lab coat, took a long, noisy gulp without bothering to sit up and then belched in the phone, before speaking up again as if nothing had happened.

"Y-You got it, Morty? I-It's...life and death. F-Fuckin' life and death, Morty! Y-You don't want to risk causing a-another of those...those...shit, c-can't remember the goddamn word...! Eh, w-whatever." A shrug that the teen obviously wouldn't have seen. "B-But you get it, Morty, don't you? O-Of course you don't, b-but you're still going to do it. B-Because I'm asking you, Morty. I am fuckin' asking."

More like demanding, but those were details.

"S-So do it for the world. O-Or for your family. O-Or for yourself. Whatever. A-As long as you do it for me."

At the end of the day, what mattered was that he and his Morty made up and went back to do what they usually did without the boy glaring at him at any given turn and denying him. He couldn't stand that. Hopefully just having the other Morty there would make it better already.

"G-Good. Great. Just...fuckin'...yeah. Call me back. Soon, M-Morty, got it? Soon! O-Or I...I'll bomb your garden or-or piss on your comics or...put you in Jerry's body or...m-make you allergic to dicks s-so you can't touch one ever again or..." Damn, he had already run out of ideas. "I-It's gonna be awful. For you. I-I fuckin' promise you that."

And without another word, he closed the call, carelessly dropping his phone on the floor and returning the flask to his mouth. Good. A few hours and shit will be fixed. No need to worry anymore.

...Still, while he waited for his other grandson to get his shit together and call back, he would get drunker. You know, just in case.

#[ ic :: c137 Rick ] #[ v. Rick Double Morty and Trouble ; timeline split :: c137 Rick ] #advnterccs #[ I know you inside out and it drives me crazy but I'm truly me only with you :: Ricks & Mortys ] #[[ ofc it's a drunk voicemail -sigh- ]] #[[ no one is surprised or was expecting anything else ]] #[[ and my Rick didn't make much sense towards the end but that's not new either ]] #[[ also omg the threats he spits out at the end -facepalm- ]] #[[ I feel for your Morty having to listen to all that xD ]] #;; queue

[sergeantbuckybarnes]

Since I don’t have an ex to call while drunk… I guess I’d have to write a fic about it.

#why drunk text when you can leave him a voicemail and regret it the next day #right?

[labetalol]

#yes everyone told.me he will destroy me but ummm i always wanted to get with white boy #also thiz iz me annoucing i finally got polls. please vote #i probably will end up doing all of them and end the night by leavong him a drunk voicemail #personal

[babydxhl]

👿💥 [the lovers are fightingggg]

symbols for starters || still accepting!

The glass hits the doorframe in a shrill explosion – the shards ricocheted and skitter across the hardwood floorboards and Mary shoves her curls out of her eyes with the heels of her palms, smearing a soot line of mascara up to her left temple.

“You asshole,” she declares, kicking out of her shoes in the front hall, throwing her purse onto a side table with a clatter that threatens to send more things shattering to the floor. “You know, you always make out like everything’s my fault.”

She makes to walk into the living room but thinks better of it, stops, wheels around again. “If I hadn’t seen that cop car rolling around the corner, we wouldn’t have even got outta there in time, you ever think about that? And we’d be sitting in a cell right now. Is that what you want?” She throws her hands up in the air.

“Because if that’s what you want, I can call them right now—” Eyes still faintly glazed, she snatches for her bag again, holds up her phone. “And make it happen. Probably get a fuckin’ reward, too.”

#;;ask. #bigbadkillercroc #when you go on a night out and end up running from the cops #also i know mary is the type of gal to leave like six drunk voicemails from the corner of the bar #i feel that in my bones

[yellowjckets]

not to talk about heathers in this the yr 2022 but death of a cheerleader pom pom squad is soooooo heather mcnamara coded

#im RIGHT #personal. #i think abt this so much specifically crying head cheerleader and drunk voicemail

[agalnamedlunasea]

Convinced that "based on your likes" posts are actually just plucked from the ether. Wtf am I liking thats pulling up mha x reader scenarios

#like you do you but. huh. #why does tumblr think i wanna know what bakugou would send me in a drunk voicemail. where's the overlap #al rambles