Energy Drinks (QuicksilverxReader) One-ShotEnergy Drinks (QuicksilverxReader) One-Shot 1 year ago in Humor
“Pietro!” his mother called from upstairs. “(Name) is here!”
Pietro, who had been downstairs in the basement playing his arcade game, glanced up and then within a blink of an eye, he was at the front door of the house.
“Jesus…” his mother muttered, blinking rapidly so that her vision could readjust.
She was sometimes left dazed whenever Pietro zoomed past her at supersonic speed. She left him to open the door, his little sister watching TV and eating a sandwich he had made for her about fifteen seconds ago. He opened the door and there you were standing, casual smile on your lips. He leaned against the door, stopping you from entering, when he saw that you had a black plastic bag in your hands.
“What’s in the bag?” he asked curiously.
“Oh nothing~” you smiled sweetly.
“I don’t think it’s nothing.” He leaned forward to try and peer into the bag but you wouldn’t allow him. “It
DrinksIn this empty dirty barDrinks3 months ago in Free Verse
In a town like any other
All alone in a dark corner
I stare at my drink
It has a dull brown color
I don't even know what it is
The previous one was light green
The one before was yellowish
I can't remember the ones before that
I can only stare at the empty glasses
And I don't care at all
They all serve their purpose
Of making me numb
Numb to the pain
Numb to the problems
At least for now
In this nostalgic rainy night
That has so much in common with me
America x Reader - Drinks, Kisses, and MustachesArthur looked back at you, "I still don't see how your water heater could of exploded. Isn't that impossible?"America x Reader - Drinks, Kisses, and Mustaches3 years ago in Humor
"Dude! I don't understand how you don't understand! Haven't you ever seen Myth Busters?!" Alfred exclaimed next to you, "It's not impossible-"
"Just not likely," you finished him.
Well surprise, surprise, can't you have a normal day? You know what, I'll go ahead and answer that for you; no you can't. The water heater in your house exploded, leaving a gaping hole in your floor and ceiling. Luckily, though, Alfred and Arthur were letting you stay with them, and were driving you to their house now.
"We're here!" yelled Alfred and jumped out of the car.
"Sorry that it's not much, but it's home," Arthur said.
"No seriously, it's fine. It's really nice of you guys to let me stay with you though."
" Oh _______ just wait until you see the huge TV in the living room! And there's a pool! We can go swimming in it sometime if you want," Alfred said trying to hold in his excitement that yo
Scotland x Reader - After Hours DrinksYou, Antonio, Gilbert, and Francis stumbled down your street, singing loudly and ignoring the shouts to shut up. You three had just finished with work, then happy hour, and the Bad Touch Trio were kind enough to walk you home.Scotland x Reader - After Hours Drinks3 years ago in Short Stories
"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY FRIENDS AND WE'LL KEEP ON FIGHTING TILL THE END!" You three sang or screamed. Then you turned and pointed at Gilbert and he air guitared the rest. Antonio and Francis suddenly got a devilish look when you reached your front yard. They stood on either side of you and kissed your cheek, dangerously close to your mouth. You were much to soused to notice, but some one did.
"YOU BE GETTIN OF ME LAWN AN ME GIRL!" came a loud Scottish shout. Allitster marched down the lawn and scooped you up, carrying you back to the house. The trio of course followed in the house, as Allister was to busy with you to stop them. He set you on the couch then turned to the grinning trio.
"You know, there are three of us, one of you and one of her," he s
Accepting a drinkDoes this cloud-maned beauty seeAccepting a drink7 years ago in Free Verse
how I ironed this shirt, pressing mercilessly
until the ionised water evaporated? Does he
understand how long it took to shape
my hair this way? To cover the gape
where my once-full coiff's now planning its escape?
Did he notice my choice of a twenty?
I had tens in my wallet. The drink cost two-fifty
but it looks like purples are all I carry
this way. Does this Pan, who probably fucks
his choice of uni intake bucks
see my killer-sweat? The flux
his lick of the lips casts? Of course
he does, but it works. No laws
against flirting, grandpa. Can't force
him to stop. He thanks me
for the double and coke, waits the customary
five minutes in my company,
then mumbles something about a song
he wants to dance to, and is gone,
having left me a number a digit too long.
(Japan x reader) When he drinks-----(Japan x reader) When he drinks3 years ago in Romance
“TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL. TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER. TAKE ONE DOWN PASS IT AROUND NINE MILLION NINETY NINE THOUSAND AND NINETY NINE BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!”
The drinking song rang through the bar echoing in grate on your nerves. Sung by ten roaring drunk men, the allies, and the axis powers.
You finished the shot you so desperately needed right now, normally you would never drink because you had loathed the smell of beer. When you were twelve collecting cans for extra money the smell of old beer and gunk that covered your hands was never pleasing to you.
The bartender signaled you “I think it’s time for them to go” he mouthed over the song “need help?” He asked with a look of pity.
You shook your head “I got this” you mouthed. You wearily stood they had dissolved into laughter for they were all so drunk they couldn’t remember how to count backwards.
You inhaled deeply “ATTENTION!
Hetalia Drinking Game: AlliesAmerica Drinking GameHetalia Drinking Game: Allies3 years ago in Humor
Take a drink every time:
1. Use of "I'M THE HERO!"
2. A hamburger is mentioned/he is eating one
3. Florida is mentioned
4. He is paired with England (bonus if there's FrUk fans bitching in the comments)
5. He is paired with Japan
6. He is paired with Belarus
7. He is paired with Russia
8. Texas/Nantucket are mentioned
9. Someone gives him hell about the Revolutionary War
10. McDonald's is mentioned (Bonus points if it's fanart including Ronald McDonald)
11. Wild West America is depicted as younger than Revolutionary War America
12. Any of his character songs are mentioned
13. Someone calls him fat
14. Someone calls him stupid (Bonus points if it's England screaming "BAKA!")
15. He forgets Canada (wait, who?)
16. Fanart shows him with an eagle
17. His famous laugh is mentioned
18. An America AMV has a country song (bonus points if it's by Carrie Underwood)
19. An America AMV uses American Idiot (Green Day)
20. An America AMV uses Hero (Skillet)
21. An Americ
a poem about hipsters drinking teago where your humansong is a contagion of conversation that flutters in through irona poem about hipsters drinking tea4 years ago in Free Verse
windows and snatches the dusty, defenestrated voices
go where unmuttered comments unstuttered stitch together dresses scratch together
stolen pens and coffee grounds are sleeping quickly
go to perpetuate your stereotypes all in one nightstudy and get stoned and eat three
bowls of Easy Mac I haven't named my bowl yet, it's three a.m. on the quad and the
swing is creaking
go where the Iliad bestows kisses on Libra who once copied great novels verbatim onto
seminar tables and made chai for me last Wednesday evening
go and decorate Blithewood with saxophone song and end each sentence with another form
drinking the sky.she wants to be loved by someone beautiful.drinking the sky.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives
she has dreamt up names and a face; a smile and laughter and sparkling green eyes. she has watched, through a haze of fairy dust, mornings at coffee bean together, sitting opposite him cupping mugs in their hands and not saying anything
because in the mornings at seven, lost in each others company with the synchrony of their movements playing a harmony and the drone of grey-suited office workers as a background accompaniment, what would you like are the only words they need to share.
because when he loves her that much, the fragile things that her English teacher calls language dont need to break and s h a t t e r on the floor or on his back when he leaves in the morning without saying goodbye. because words, she thinks, are unnecessary; when they are in love it will be replaced by touches, and smiles, and brief caresses, and perfection.
one day, she thinks as she sits by the lake
The MLP Drinking GameTAKE A SHOT:The MLP Drinking Game5 years ago in Reviews & Guides
Whenever anypony's hairdo is ruined.
Whenever anypony makes a pony-related pun (FILLY-delphia, NEIGH-sayers).
Whenever anypony refers to "friendship".
Additionally, you must say "Friendship is Magic!" or finish your drink.
Whenever anypony refers to PRINCESS CELESTIA, take a shot in her honor.
Additionally, you must say "Another thousand years!" or finish your drink.
Whenever anypony drinks something, you must also take a drink.
Additionally, you must say "Confound these ponies! They drive me to drink." or finish your drink.
Whenever a unicorn outside the named cast appears on screen.
Additionally, you must say "Unicorn Power!" or finish your drink.
Whenever DERPY appears on screen.
Whenever anypony claps (clops?) their hooves or brohoofs another pony
Whenever APPLEJACK or RAINBOW DASH are forced to wear girlie clothes.
Whenever anypony grabs another's tail.
Whenever FLUTTERSHY says UM.
Whenever FLUTTERSHY squeaks.
Whenever FLUTTERSHY is abused by Angel in some way.
Why Poets DrinkChrist,Why Poets Drink3 years ago in Free Verse
there is a reason poets drink.
Abstention feels bad -
infertile and stuffed, swollen.
It does not sell books
or win those brass
angels on ribbons.
Tonight my lover is bourbon,
distilled in some soul
south of Carolina.
It plays tricks with colors
and the sounds on my tongue.
It grows words where
none have loitered for weeks
and handfasts me to
the rest of the world.
It is ransom -
a jest of seasons
and my bone idle brain
eat me, drink mewell tell me, love-eat me, drink me6 years ago in Free Verse
am i breathing now?
hard enough to shake
windowpanes and turn
moths' whispers into screams.
i think i'm breathing, love,
i think i'm gasping for blue air
and drinking on an empty stomach.
i think my bones can't stop shrinking
and my walk is more of a stagger.
i think i'm breathing, love-
so hard i've become vapor
and the most i can pretend to be
is a stranger on the sidewalk.
To See You AgainI’d swallow bleach just to see you again.To See You Again2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
I’d drown in blood and choke on death,
I’d release my dying breath
All to see you again.
I’d swing from a rope to see you again.
I’d let go and join the black sky,
I’d scream, scream until I die
All to see you again.
I’d down a storm of pills to see you again.
I’d rewire my veins and run lights,
I’d pick unwinnable fights
All to see you again.
I’d embrace red flames to see you again.
I’d play in roads and with knives too,
I’d kiss guns like I kissed you;
I’d have to,
To see you again.
Drink DeepWe are not yetDrink Deep3 years ago in Free Verse
dead, but the
have you believe
that we are dying.
We have rehearsed
the methods of our
We make muses
from nature and
from each other.
We assume, like the
canyon's high-water mark,
that the floods
will not come.
Who am I
to say that
this is false,
that we have
that hold us apart-
(we are ever so slightly
levitating off the ground
and from each other.)
And the streets protest
by rehearsing the methods
of our end.
When our blood
turns to alcohol
and the first thing
they see of us
is the white
of our bones.
If you drink enough vodka it tastes like loveHe’d whisper sweet nothings to treesIf you drink enough vodka it tastes like love2 years ago in Free Verse
Hoping the roots would remember his name
I watched him drop pieces of himself like bread crumbs
His lantern limbs quivering
I don’t think he ever really knew how lovely he was
And on a sunny day when the pavement was sweating
Out onto the roadside
Everyone else found out too
I don’t think I’ll ever forget him because he was like a dream catcher
So quiet and magical in the way his eyes turned green in the dark
And blue in the winter
Like he stored the world’s secrets behind his cuckoo spit heart
we eat, we dance, we drink.i was born inwe eat, we dance, we drink.5 years ago in Free Verse
of oranges that didn't
love and didn't hate, they
made war but never
fought; this is the
life i was born to be
i'm a method actor
now and i'm frightened of
tomorrow but it'll all be
ok; and i swear tomorrow
we'll find the road to
joy and we won't be sad.
i lived on
strings and tightropes that
judged me as i fell,
but i'll swing and swing and
swing and float away with
my bones are paper thin
and my eyes are made of glass;
but i'm up on this stage still
waiting for all
the pity and money that
comes with having no talent
i'm misplaced, under a rock, under
water, under this black sun;
it's getting colder and colder
and we're melting but we
don't have to be
in love, we just
have to fake it.
Tokka LOLfest - Spiking Drinks"Heheheheh."Tokka LOLfest - Spiking Drinks6 years ago in Fantasy
Toph snorted, quickly covering her mouth with a hand. Sokka poked her in the back, warning her to be quiet. Soon enough, Zuko, Katara and Aang were drinking their tea. Their cactus juice spiked tea.
Aang was the first to react. He fell backwards off his chair, giggling insanely. Worried, Katara went to lean down to see if he was okay, and ended up sprawled across Aang's chest. Nowboth giggling, they tried to right themselves. After failing several times, Aang used his air-bending to right them both only he accidentally sent himself out through the window. Cackling madly, Zuko staggered to the door, only to find it closed and he smashed into it before staggering back to the couch. "Huh, Katara, come over here. I know you LUUUUUUUUUV me!" Katara, still giggling, strode over to sit down, tripped over her own feet, and landed on top of him. Laughing, Katara looked up to stare at Zuko and found herself kissing him full on the lips.
Toph stopped laughing and
feverThis lovefever9 months ago in Free Verse
fingers into flesh
so that -
even in stillness
Watch out, Hughes is aboutWatch out, Hughes is about4 years ago in Free Verse
Maes Hughes was coming, armed with his photos of the day
Roy Mustang cringed and shouted "Just go away"
Maes smiled broadly "Aww what's wrong? This will cheer you up!"
Roy sweat dropped and looked at his coffee "I need to refill my cup"
Maes laughed and photos were shoved in Roy's face
Roy groaned out loud "yes Maes she is a dear, please I need some space!"
Maes wiggled with a cheer "I love my Elicia, isn't she so cute!?"
Roy groaned once more "I know this Maes, Can you just scoot?"
Maes laughed again and waved a photo chuckling out a cry
"That's not all Roy Boy, Here's my wife. Now I say good bye"
Roy rolled his eyes, no big surprise and just let out a sigh......
suicide can come in bottles.dad was an alcoholicsuicide can come in bottles.2 years ago in Free Verse
by the time he was twenty-two.
he was thirty-three
when i was born.
i am eight years old.
dad is drunk on the couch.
he wakes up and tells me to buy him food
and i tell him i’m his daughter.
he gets up to yell at me
then, as if realizing, starts laughing.
i am scared.
i am nine years old.
there’s a picture i don’t understand
printed out on the table.
i look at the web address and type it in
and there’s a site full of them.
the men look like they’re hurting the women.
they call them mean names
and tie them up.
in the one my dad printed
there are no faces. just genitals
and i am nine
and i understand.
i don’t tell my mother.
i am nine years old.
every night i get up when dad leaves
to close the browsers open on his computer.
there are seventeen open
and i close them
one at a time.
some of the pictures are scary.
one woman is screaming.
another is one who looks young,
like a high school girl.
Reader x supernatural Chapter 4- Drinks on Me“Alright,” you huffed, smiling as you moved to rinse your hands at the sink, “Lets get better acquainted. Shirt off, please.”Reader x supernatural Chapter 4- Drinks on Me2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
“You could at least buy me a drink first,” Dean retorted sarcastically. Your back was to him so he couldn’t see your smile widen. You were beginning to like these two brothers- Dean was gruff and flirtatious but also comical and Sam was pensive and intelligent- an observer much like yourself. You opened a cabinet to grab something and Dean took the moment to look you over properly.
Your hair was the same color as Bobby’s except curly and its length was not easy to discern since it was bunched up on the back of your head save for a few short locks escaping around your face. Your clothes were loose around your slender form, as you liked them, but he could still tell you had curves under there somewhere. 'Nice ass,' he noted to himself for a third time. All in all, he concluded that you must look like your mom since y
[Drinking Games] (Avengers (+Bucky, Sam) x Reader)(A/N: Alcohol in story, drunks as well. Implied!Bucky x Reader)[Drinking Games] (Avengers (+Bucky, Sam) x Reader)1 year ago in Short Stories
We're playing a drinking game." Tony says smiling, entering the lounge of the Avengers Tower. Natasha was curled up with you in a corner, conversing about weapons and Tasha's latest mission. Clint was talking to Sam about some kind of bird thing Tony really didn't want to know about, Bruce quietly reading, Cap and Bucky reminiscing their WW2 days and Thor nonchalantly finishing his fifth box of poptarts.
You and Bucky had kind of been fugitives. You being a kidnapped S.H.I.E.L.D agent brainwashed to do HYDRA's bidding, and Bucky, being a out-of-his-time-man brought back to life and brainwashed to kill his best friend, you two had been partners in crime when still in HYDRA's command. Now saved and adjusting to life, both you and Bucky liked it better.
Bruce looks up from his book. "That's not the best idea." Tony seemed to be taking Pepper not being here for a week to his full advantage.
"Relaaax, buddy. We're gonna play Dr
Kuroshitsuji Drinking GameThe Kuroshitsuji Fandom drinking game!Kuroshitsuji Drinking Game6 years ago in Humor
Just hop on the internet, grab some booze, put 911 on speed dial and get ready to go~!
Note: the amazing fetus does not encourage underage drinking but will not directly advise against it on the consequences that they will look like a huge goddamn hypocrit if they do.
You can probably make into a marijuana smoking game, since you can't really die if you do that. I am not however, saying that would be legal.
- Take a drink every time Sebastian's eyes are described as being red, crimson, vermillion, etc.
- Take a drink every time Ciel is sodomized.
- Take two if it's rape.
- Take three if it's both rape and with Sebastian.
- Give the author an internet high-five if this takes place in the middle of a dinner party.
- Take a drink every time a chess metaphor is used.
- Take a drink if a chess metaphor is used during sexual intercourse.
- Take a drink every time Grell is a homosexual.
- Take two if Madame Red is conveintly not mentioned at all.
Levi x Reader |Living As Levi's Girlfriend|You weren't sure who was going to go insane first, you, or Levi. Levi was currently massaging his temples, while you fake smiled at Hanji who was irritating the crap out of you both.Levi x Reader |Living As Levi's Girlfriend|1 year ago in Romance
"We really should go out to town! It'll be so much fun, we can buy chocolate, walk around-"
"Shut up, shitty glasses." Levi hissed out, and Hanji just pouts.
"But Levi, I heard that there was a new cleaning store in town!" Hanji yells, and Levi's eyes widen. He seems to be in deep thought for a moment, before getting up, and looking at you.
"I know I'm going to regret this, but let's go." Levi mumbles, and you sigh, getting up as well.
"Hanji, you gave me a headache." You whined, and Levi just smacks her on the head. Hanji was too busy grinning to care though.
"Thank you guys, you won't regret it." Hanji says, before running to the doors of the HQ. Levi just groans, and you place a peck on his cheek.
"Come on, it can't be that bad." You say, smiling. Levi doesn't say anything, rather he just takes