#still drunk!

[pseudophan]

anthony is dead: the funeral roast (paid content)

#daniel howell #amazingphil #dan and phil #phan #smosh #anthony padilla #mine #my content #hi sorry i can't get a hold of the person who shared this clip with me so i don't feel comfortable posting it in full #however i'm not a good enough person to Not Gif It #so here u go here's a bit of it in gif form lol #i'm going to sleep i'm sure by the time i wake up the full video will be up #oh also oh my god this clip gives me such super amazing project vibes i almost cried #ok. anyway. it's 8:20am. im drunk still. goodnight im finally going to bed x

[notherpuppet]

Some irl moments repped by the hazbin cast

#nothing like drunk and messy doodles #pls drink responsibly #especially this weekend since I can’t #have fun in my name #in the doctor bit I was Angel #in the bday party bit I was alastor and it was my roomie’s (Toby) bday #in the bagel incident I was tragically Lucifer and I’m still not over it because it was 2am and Ralph’s was closed and I couldn’t buy lox #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #shitpost #my doods #cw: alcohol #tw: alcohol

[sea-buns]

I. Love. Ragh.

#hes still so drunk and confused but by god does he have heart ;-; #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high junior year #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #ragh barkrock #gorgug thistlespring #riz gukgak #brennan lee mulligan #zac oyama #brian murphy

[sinlizards]

CONGRATULAATIOOOOOONS !!~

#beatrice umineko #umineko #umineko when they cry #my art #fan art #undescribed #still on episode 5 but we are working thru o7 i just really like this beato fit and also her drunk off her ass #cant play much now cuz Moving and Work and Commissions and [collapses]

[cabinette]

I don't even care about them. i don't care about them at ALL.

#Making out while theyre both drunk and Senshi is all drowsy n still but chilchuck is happy n loopy #they're so bad at it it's so unsexy. to anyone but them #pots n picks #chilshi #jesus fucking christ they make me so so so so so so so so sick. THEY MAKE ME SOOOOOSO O S IIIIIICK #I CARE ABOUT THEM SO MUCH #art cabinet #dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #delicious in dungeon #chilchuck tims #senshi of izganda

[vierschanzentournee]

Tatort Saarbrücken

Das fleißige Lieschen (2020) Der Herr des Waldes (2021) Das Herz der Schlange (2022) Die Kälte der Erde (2023) Der Fluch des Geldes (2024)

#tatort saarbrücken #leo hölzer #adam schürk #hörk #as the girlies call it. still hate that. #spatort #im insaneeeeeeeeeeeee #anyway i gotta get real drunk now bye #can't believe this gifset has been updated for FOUR YEARS now

[your-royal-momoness]

Zuko, hungover: please tell me I’m imagining that I claimed I was the king of all the turtleducks

Sokka: I would, but then I’d be lying to the King of All Turtleducks

#turtleducklord strikes again! #you can’t tell me that Zuko isn’t the kind of drunk to just SOB over how cute things are #like turtleducks #or Druk #or Sokka - it’s how they get together #Zuko and Sokka are catching up and they get drunk and Zuko thinks he’s finally got enough courage to tell Sokka he likes him #so he starts waxing poetic about Sokka to his face #but actually #Zuko is very drunk #and he’s really just incoherently crying about how beautiful Sokka is and squishing his cheeks #still works tho #zukka #sokka #zuko #atla #avatar the last airbender #trashbending

[s-lycopersicum]

#onikoro comrades! #hiroi kikuri no fukazake nikki #hiroi kikuri #bocchi the rock! #gif #i only have been drunk once in my live can i still be an onikoro comrade?

[caelanglang]

The O(ccasionally)samu D(runk)azai

#drunk dazai bc hes the actual alcoholic one #also bc i wanted a very flustered chuuya #YES EVEN IF THEYRE MARRIED ALREADY BC WHY NOT #i hc drunk dazai is still pretty alert but then if he realizes its someone he someone he can trust (chuuya etc) he just goes soft boy mode #soft honest boy ehehe #also occasionally emotional and vulnerable and validation/reassurance seeking and chuuya always knows #okay i will stop rambling this was rotting my mind the past few days #playing wasia project's ur so pretty on the background when i was drawing these #behold. my therapy (real) #bsd #skk #my art #sketch #sketches #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #established skk

[ao3-crack]

(x)

#archive of our own #ao3 quotes #ao3 stuff #archive of our own quotes #fanfic #fanfic quotes #funny #ao3 #ao3 tags #i wrote it drunk after having real life gay sex #so everyone cheer for me #i think this is the funniest shit ive ever read bro #I’m still laughing as I post this #bro im lightheaded #from laughing so fucking much

[rodatirhaalo]

I think my favorite little parallel between Ascended vs Spawn Astarion has to be this little, probably even unintentional, detail in the epilogue:

Mr Vampire Ascendant, when confronted about freedom, asking the pc if they'd prefer sleeping in the dirt over "living" in his prescribed decadence.

Meanwhile, if left as a spawn Astarion is like

*Passes several chairs, rugs, a pile of pillows, and two log benches to plant his pretty little ass in the dirt*

"THIS DIRT'S THE BEST! I LOVE DIRT!!"

#get tav/durge drunk and let him have a little sippy and he's GONNA be makin' little gothic mud castles #Shadowheart come over here and enable this man! #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #bg3 spoilers #astarion ancunin #spawn astarion #ascended astarion #Like it's so inconsequential but like it's so not? #i've heard it's a sneaky little EA reference #but still #dirt gremlin time #Dirt is freedom guys #Y'all ever sat in dirt just because? I recommend it #Also while I was getting that bottom pic Halsin was creeping ever closer to my durge like he was makin' a move #First sitting on the floor then on the far end of the log then the spot on the log next to my durge #almost spit out my drink when i saw it #Note: Mr Ascendant would refuse to sit down as well. He physically CANNOT relax #Fs in chat

[cloud-based-and-rainpilled]

He really said “I am aggressively gay what the fuck are you talking about”

#theyre not gay theyre celestial blah blah blah let me have fun #WAIT THERE ARE STILL TITLES WTF #tumblr desktop stay winning its improved so much i was so wrong #i am too drunk for this!! #good omens #good omens season 1 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #find this later miracle aligner

[zu-is-here]

<– • –>

#tw drunk #zu art #comic #studio #zudio #dream!sans #cross!sans #undertale #undertale au #utmv #new tag everyone: zu is lazy xd #it looks messy cause it's getting messy *badum tss* #with all my love to Dream: GET HIM CROSS— #you don't mess with men in glasses ᕦ(ò-óᕦ) #this is one of the few times when it's drawn better than it was in my head /// #((god he looks fine from behind—)) #I learned about Mr. Busy way later but it still might be a cute reference <3

[weebsinstash]

I'm not typically a fan of pregnancy au stuff for hazbin because it introduces a hell lotta new questions, but anyways, I DO find it absolutely entertaining thinking about a Reader who did the nasty with Alastor and had kind of a friends-with-benefits situation with him and he does his whole 7 year disappearing act without warning you or telling you anything at all (assumedly because he did not have a choice or opportunity) and he comes back, knocking on your front door, "say, doll! What's say we mosey on over to our old favorite jazz club to catch up on old times?"

and suddenly peeking out from behind your back is just the cutest little fawn with a head full of curls who is very clearly Alastor's son, clutching at your apron, "Mama, isn't he the man you listen to those old recordings of? He sounds the same"

Alastor feeling this, this WARMTH in his chest as you invite him inside your home and it's completely different from the last time he was there, filled with everything your son could need, his drawings and report cards from that nice school you break your back to afford stuck lovingly on the fridge and a hot home-cooked meal currently cooling on the stove as Alastor's invited for some food... if he feels comfortable. You and him discuss privately where your son can't hear as you get all weepy, "I'm sorry, but when you disappeared, I couldn't... ASK you what you would have wanted... I didn't want to have some kind of, of PROCEDURE and you hate me for it... and even from the very first scan, I loved him so much... he's my entire world... I couldn't even CONSIDER... getting rid of him. He's my beautiful smart baby boy and i would die for him"

Genuinely I think it would be real funny if Alastor is initially quite jealous actually for having to share you with a CHILD, but the more time he spends around the young boy, the more he realizes, oh, this is quite the upstanding young fellow! His mama raised him right and he likes to help around the house, likes to read lots of books, loves all kinds of music, helps his mother on all the crosswords and word searches and puzzle books, and he's smart enough to suss out pretty quickly, "sir are you my father"

and the second your son receives an answer, just, KICKING THE RADIO DEMON IN THE SHIN, "You're a horrible man!! You call yourself a gentleman but you left my mama to raise a baby all by herself!! You're terrible! Incorrigible! Disrespectful! Untoward!--" Your young son is breaking out the goddamn dictionary and synonyms on this man, "you lying, deceitful, devious, DEPLORABLE--"

And Alastor is watching this little kid threaten to beat his ass and not even caring that he's up against The Infamous Radio Demon, just shouting at Alastor until the young boy is absolutely changing colors in the face, getting SO SO upset for his mama that he's ready to FIGHT OVER IT, and Alastor is just, essentially, breaking out into laughter, "oh, so you ARE my son!! Aren't you a gutsy one!! Put JUST a little force behind that next one and it might actually sting a bit!" and pats the boy on the head. That settles it; he's accepted as Alastor's son like THAT

Of course, Alastor now caring for this boy does not come without its... complications. There might be some 'incidents' if you, for example, have other positive role models for your son, other men who are regularly coming around, making Alastor's new position as the boy's father and your not-quite-husband (yet) feel threatened and unstable and encouraging the Radio Demon to 'act out'. You're so happy to have Alastor back in your life that you don't even notice things are a little off until your son starts mentioning things like "Mama where did Mr Thomas go? He used to come by every Thursday to play chess but I don't remember seeing him for a while?" "Mama I know Benson has bullied me and pushed me down and stolen my things but I saw his mom crying outside the bookstore earlier saying he's gone missing and I think we should help look for him" "Mama I know Mr Alastor said we don't need her and he can teach me but I also like my old piano teacher. Could I have some lessons with her and some with Mr Alastor instead of just all of them with him? I miss Ms. Mason"

But like... you don't want to deny Alastor a relationship with his child after they both have already lost so much time and you don't want to deprive your son of his father without a good reason, so you stifle some of your suspicions. It's all for your son's sake, isn't it? And you can't help but, get a little selfish when Alastor insists on taking you and your boy out, going to see live bands, going to local events, taking your son to the county fair and you feeling tears in your eyes as, your boy finally gets to spend time with his father. It's like... it's like you're a real family... you've always wanted something like this, for him, for them, for yourself--

But... Alastor doesn't... see you THAT way, does he? He displays his emotions much differently than you, and there were even times in the past where Alastor himself drew the line in the sand that, oh yes you two were quite close friends, he has such a deep affection for you, but... romantically? Sorry, sweetheart, but no

... or so he thought. Now that he's back, he sees how deeply you love his son and sacrifice so much for him amd how much your son absolutely adores you and how, completely by yourself, without any of Alastor's help, you raised him into a fine young man that... the Radio Demon could see himself helping raise, a boy he can't help but feel a little pride in helping make and, can't help but feel a little sad he missed all sorts of important milestones for. And of course, of course of course of course, he missed YOU ever so much, and when Alastor looks up from his paper to see you at the stove, hair all out of place and your hands messy as you cook a meal for your son and his father, your little boy dutifully helping clean as you go, he can't help wish that THIS was how he spent his last 7 years.

Lucifer have mercy on anyone who tries to disrupt his new utopia of peace and tranquility. Could you even imagine, could you even fucking imagine you and Alastor are walking with your son and nearby TVs snap on and it's fucking Vox, showing your family on TV, talking shit to Alastor, using HORRIBLE language in front of your son--

And Alastor feels his love for you grow all the more as you use your own magic to surge through the television and begin strangling the newscaster right on the air, "DONT YOU DARE SHOW MY SON'S FACE ON TV YOU FUCKING--" and Alastor starts lovingly conversing with his son about how important it is to stand up for your family and your values as the pair of them watch you throw Vox around his recording studio in a frenzied rage, "You and your disgusting Vees always trying to peddle your worthless garbage to kids, you CREEPS!! BABIES DON'T NEED IPADS, RETINOL CREAMS, SKEEYEE DANCE ROUTINES, AND ATHLEISUREWEAR LEGGINGS THAT GO UP THEIR ASS, YOU CONSUMERIST IMMORAL SHELL OF A HUMAN BEING--"

Snapcut to you rejoining your family on the sidewalk with your hair a mess and visible blood on you while Vox is facedown on the floor in his broadcast unable to move before it cuts to a "technical difficulties, please stand by" screen. Alastor is oh so genuinely joyfully smiling, "Now who wants to go and get some waffles? I say we should celebrate any victory over our enemies with some tasty grub!!" and he takes you and your son's hands and is all but skipping down the sidewalk while his hated rival is bleeding out in his tower somewhere. Oh, Alastor will give the Television Demon his own revenge for daring to try and shame the lovely beautiful mother of his child and his beloved boy on that disgusting show. What kind of degenerate uses children for content, let alone threatens their safety? Alastor will be back for him later and do much, MUCH worse than you did.

For now, though? Alastor just wants to enjoy the sight of you and his son sitting in a booth with him while you all scarf down some hotcakes. A family of his very own, huh? How wonderful. If only his own mom were here to see it...

#yandere hazbin hotel #yandere x reader #alastor x reader #hh #sinprompts #god do you ever think about how people in hell feel miserable if their family is on heaven #you dont WANT your loved one to be suffering in hell but... if thwy were at least you could still see them #catch me crying out here piss drunk to alastor because my mom/granny are in heaven and he nods knowingly bc his mom isnt down there either

[radiance1]

Vlad opened his eyes expecting to look up at his cieling.

The pair of eyes staring straight into his own was not what he wanted to see.

"I need you to make a clone of me." Danny, ever the grain of salt in a pile of sugar, said with all the tact of something who didn't just break into a man's room.

Vlad squinted up at him and scowled. "Hello to you as well, Daniel. Not even a good morning?" He groaned, reaching a hand up to massage his temple to try and offset the headache he could feel settling in. "Do you have the slight clue what time it is?"

"It's 3 AM."

Vlad blinked, and his scowled deepened. "That somehow makes it even worse." He sat up as Danny leaned back, and reached for his side table, taking up a glass with little difficulty and downing the water in few gulps. He then sighed and looked back at Danny. "What is this about making a clone of you?"

Danny crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "Exactly what it sounds like, fruitloop. I need you," Danny pointed a finger at Vlad. "To make me," He then pointed that finger at himself. "A clone."

Vlad's eyebrow twitched at how Danny spoke. As if he were explaining someone complex to a child. He sighed, killing whatever retort was on his tongue to instead rest his head in his head.

"There should most likely be one left that I haven't melted down yet, do with that what you will." He shifted back some until he could rest against his headboard and waited for the nuisance to leave-

"Why are you shirtless?" Inquired the child that was still there.

Vlad opened his eyes to shoot his a glare and he scoffed. "Are you not going to run along towards whatever need you have for a clone, child. Or do you insist on ruining whatever peace I have left?"

"Is the clone an actual clone or..?" Danny tilted his eyes, eyes roaming off Vlad to the lump beside him.

"No, it won't suddenly come to life, it is just a body." Vlad explained as he manifested a wing to hide said lump from Danny's gaze. "So you need not worry about that part, though why you would need one is beyond me."

Danny stayed quiet for a moment, before shrugging. "You still have a clone of me though? That's kinda weird dud-" His smirk was slapped right off his smug face by a wing as he flew back a bit through the air.

He matched Vlad's glare with one of his own as he rubbed his face, before huffing. "Fine. I'm leaving now." He phased through the wall, leaving with the whisper of fruitloop and leaving Vlad in that blessed, of so sacred silence.

Sadly, it was not to last.

His bedroom door was slammed open, with enough strength to shake the entire room and cause the poor thing to slam into the wall with enough force to crack the blood thing. "Dad! Those weird birds are-" The voice momentarily interrupted by two shouts of alarm.

"SWEET BUTTER BISTCUITS!"

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!"

"-...Why are you naked...?" Danielle said, a look of disturbed confusion on her face before she ducked low to avoid a blast of magic. "Okay, now that was uncalled for- ewwwwwwwww!" She then screwed her eyes shut and put her hands over her eyes and looked as if she might puke.

Vlad, deciding to spare his daughter from a sight only he should've seen this morning and acquainted himself with quite thoroughly last night, he moved a wing to hide his partner's... private bits, from sight. Who then decided it would be the best idea to sit down.

On Vlad's wing.

If Vlad were any lesser man, he might have complained. But he was not. So he did not.

He did shift his wing around, however.

"You have a kid?" John Constantine, conman extraordinaire, rather shamelessly took the glass offered as Vlad covered the both of them with a sheet and drank the water. "Would a been nice to know before I shot at her, actually."

Vlad massaged the bridge of his nose, a headache coming on that in no way was because of a hangover and sighed through his nose. "She was not even supposed to be here for a week more, so there was no reason to tell you anything."

To which Constantine shrugged.

"Why are you here, Danielle. You were supposed," He stressed the word. "To be somewhere in Metropolis."

A single eye peeked out from between the girl's fingers, before she let out a relieved sigh and dropping her hands. "Those weird birds tracked me down to tell you they want to meet you." Dani wrinkled her nose. "Though I think you should put on clothes though.

"Weird birds-" Vlad paused, sneaking a glance over at his alarm clock to see that it was, in fact, 3:15 AM and groaned. he dropped his face into his hands. "Those blasted phoenixes, it's three in the morning!"

Dani just shrugged and stepped out of the room. "They're in your living room by the way, the fourth one down the hall that takes the two right turns, and they're getting pretty impatient." She then paused, staring straight at Constantine, who stared back with a raised eyebrow.

Water dripped down his face and down onto the bed as a ball of water slapped smack dab in the face as he reopened his eyes with an unamused expression.

Dani stuck her tongue out and then disappeared down the hall.

"Well, I'm awake now at least." Constantine said, reaching over Vlad's lap to place his now empty glass onto the side table.

A loud screech cut through the noise of the mansion, and for the second time. Vlad groaned.

It was only three in the morning...

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #Counterfit shipping #Vlad/Constantine #Yes #They've been implied to have fucked #And drunk #Phoenix Vlad #dragon danny #mishipeshu dani #Honestly dragon Danny and misipeshu Dani aren't that much relevant #but still #Honestly #Poor Dani #Maybe next time she would learn better than to break a door to announce her entry now #Considering if I should take that out now #but then again I wanna keep the scene where she waterbombs Constantine in the face

[turtledotjpeg]

(kurapika is drinking black coffee. it is 10pm)

#kurapika is the designated 'stop melody from playing any weird music while drunk' person #but they still have to call a cab because after Yorknew she refuses to be in any vehicle that he's operating (affectionate) #hxh #hunter x hunter #melody hxh #senritsu #kurapika #leorio paladiknight