Because of Roadhog’s breathing problems,Mercy looks after him. He’s never felt better because of her.
Mercy and Roadhog both enjoy simply relaxing together at times, usually when others(namely Junkrat for Roadhog) have been annoying them and they just need some time alone together
Roadhog and Mercy are the type of couple that don’t need to talk to each other a lot to know they are in love
Roadhog was at first nervous about taking off his mask in front of Mercy because he worried she would be scared of how he looks
But Mercy assured him she wouldn’t be, so when Roadhog took his mask off, Mercy did feel a little scared at first but quickly got over it and assured him she doesn’t care how he looks
Roadhog is now comfortable taking his mask off in front of her, and Mercy no longer is scared of his face
Mercy tends to be more affectionate then Roadhog, so she loves it when he shows affection towards her
Junkrat was worried at first that Roadhog would stop hanging out with him, so Mercy and Roadhog let them tag along on dates with them, it’s enough to make him happy(he also brings on Mei along sometimes for a double date
everrrrrr since i saw that owl spray feat. mccree/sombra/zarya/hanzo, i had a headcanon that the grafts along sombra’s head can be detached. so like when she leaves talon, she decides to get a hair cut and let it grow back out. ‘course she starts getting hair similar to how she had it when she was new to talon(let’s just say she wasn’t proud of that cut) and gets a little self-conscious but a certain cowboy loves it 👀👀👀👀
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(Honestly, going through my entire doodle tag and seeing what my doodles have become since I first started posting on this blog was a wild ride. Thanks so much to all of my followers for sticking with me even when my art wasn’t the best! (Not to say that it’s the best now hahahahahaaa!) I work hard to keep improving and make stuff that might bring smiles to your faces. I recently hit 15k followers which… is totally crazy. And some of you have been with me since I doodled early comics with sloppy and low-opacity colors. Thanks, guys.)
oneof my most beautiful boy….Emeraude is just never without a long coat sjfgksd, since I need it anyways for background reasons,one day I will detail out what the tail pattern looks like instead of just a block of color
aannnd thats it for my boys KAZEs casual? outfit, now I can have them be free on the streets~
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As someone who is on the spectrum and also ADHD, I’d would like to address some stuff. It is rarely acknowledged that many people with just ADHD still experience sensory overload, sensory seeking, sensory issues, stimming and special interests. I know alot of you avoid using terms that have been labeled ‘autism exclusive’ but you guys deal with it too; it’s okay to call it stimming, it’s okay to call it a special interest, it’s okay to say you are overstimulated. These terms apply to you guys too.
This is something that happens every day in your life. A shift of your eyebrow in skepticism, or the way your lip may twitch to a half smile cause you’re trying not to laugh. These behaviors are vital for writing in character, because not only do the allow you to visually see what is happening but it is also reaffirming whatever emotion your character is showing.
So why should you write it?
Much of human communication is non-verbal which means you need to also translate this non-verbal reaction in a post. It allows you to greatly enhance the emotions of another character and always another person to ‘visually’ see how they feel in a post. Most of all, this will add depth and volume to your post to make it feel more real. IT will make your character feel like a human instead of just another fictional person you look at from above.
Below you will find a list different type of emotions and what sort of body language can be exhibited to them.
Three ways to accent an action.
When writing about emotions, there are different ways to verbally write them out. Each one is unique in their own way, allowing you to show more about the emotion.
Emphasize the Emotion.
But doing this, you are expressing both the emotion and the body language. We’ll use a simple example. It’s short and simple yet you can sense he is happy.
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall.
Complicate the Emotion.
Sometimes, even when you are feeling one emotion, deep down rooted underneath the facade of it all, there is actually an underlining emotion they feel. This is something you have to truly express otherwise no one will know.
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. However, it was obvious by the way his nose crinkled that he was disgusted by the actions beforehand. Instead, John covered it up by appearing pleased today.
Contradict the Emotion.
This is a little different than complicate. Contradicting means that you are claiming one thing when in fact its the other. In many ways, this has a variety of uses, from inner depth of the truth to what you see in person, or someone creating a wall. It could be considered a lie, but when is anything that easy?
John felt so happy that he was humming a tune while walking down the hall. In truth, once he was in the classroom, his shoulders slumped and a pout crossed his lips when no one was around, showing just how displeased he was with the situation.
Remember that you do not always have to contradict or complicate anything. Sometimes all you need to do is emphasize and that will be just fine. You don’t always have to have an underlining complicated for an emotion to make it more enhanced.
Do be afraid to use the Thesaurus to also improve an emotion. Such things as “happy” is a nice emotional word, but think of how much more powerful it is when you heard some is “overjoyed” or “content.” She how these emotions matched up with a body language can give two different styles of happiness? Mix and match to find what works best for your character at the time.
More In Depth Information
What I’ve stated above is more of a simplistic overview. IF you truly want to improve yourself, go to this
To see just how much body language can reveal about a person. You will find things such as how a person lies, how the eyes reaction, the positioning of a person in personal space, mouth, and head body language and so much more.
Use these resources to greatly increase the reactions of your character to another and create a more life-like world.
Every writer is different, but there’s a few basic, well proven, tactics to keep the person who creates world happy in their own.
Write for yourself. Write the story you want to write, the way you want to write it, because in the end, you’re the one doing all the work! If you can’t enjoy the process, then it’s work. Not the fun work, the kind of work you have to go visit a bar afterwards to get rid of the dread. Believe it or not, your story will have little remnants of your psyche when you’re done; and if you didn’t like the story or enjoy the writing of it, it will show. So in the end, if you’re not writing the story you want to write and enjoying it as you go, then readers won’t either! Then what’s the point?
Don’t be afraid to write as freely as you please.While you’re writing that story you know will never sell, just because you like it, make sure not to restrict yourself to certain subjects or certain scenes. Would your friend gasp if they saw you writing Vampires? Or Romance? Or Vampire Romance? If it’s something you want to write, then write it freely and without guilt, to the full capacity of your desire and then sit back and decide if you want others to see it.
Keep your Mind Palace (mental writing place) sacred. Don’t go letting everyone in! It’s tempting, especially if you’re surrounded by supportive writers and readers who are always excited to see more of your stuff. But when everyone is in your headspace, there’s no room for you. You’ll end up trampling the advice to ‘Write for yourself’, because it’s hard not to be influenced by people who have a hand on your agenda.
You need to write with the door closed, so it’s only you who gets to see the writing process and make the calls. Then, once you’re finished, fling open the door and let all the enthusiastic others in to enjoy the profit. You’ll want to share, you’ll want to include others, but it’s desperately important to value the privacy of your own writing headspace. When they’re others inside, it changes how you look at things. You end up looking through their eyes and through your own.
Write often: If this is something you love, if this is something you thrive on, then you need to keep in contact with it. Those first few words may be hard, but it’s like reworking the muscles after a break. It’s only the first few moments, and then it will open up and you’ll feel that connection that you came for to begin with; that fulfillment of words on a page or a world suddenly tangible. The longer breaks you take or the more you avoid it, the harder it will be to start again. Keep in constant practice with it – for an hour a day or ten minutes – and the craft will come easily to you, and you’ll have the strongest connection. It’ll eliminate those sudden declines in quality and you’ll feel more centered with the world.
Read often. Just as important as writing often is to read often. You’re looking at the finished products of your craft and it both gives you field tips on how to write your own but encouragement that it can be done. Read broadly over all genres and all writing styles, to see what new things could inspire you and what horrible mistakes to avoid yourself. Read deeply; take the time to study the words or slip yourself into the character’s voice and absorb it in. Absorb what was good about it and add it to your own; while taking note of what was done bad and improve upon it. Let yourself get whisked away by the story, the voice, the character and then find out how they did it so you can do it yourself; even better.
Keep musing even when you’re not writing. Let the stories and the characters stay in your head. Some of the best plotting is done when you’re away from the story, so don’t push away the talking of the characters or the forming of new plots just because you’re not close to a pen. It’s better to have had the idea and lost it, than to have not had it at all. Whatever you focus on will grow, so let the story continue to churn and boil in your head all the time; and in the process, it will develop into something much richer. You’re a writer, this is what you do. And often times you’ll never feel as centered in the world as when you have a story in your head.
Take time to draw from inspiration. Go ahead and spare that extra time looking through pictures that inspire you or certain lines that spark a story in your mind. Collect things around you that encourage writing and cultivate your Mind Palace; such as certain music that reminds you of a character, a picture so powerful that it tells the story all at once, or a line of dialogue that you want to follow. Have inspiration at hand, and then muse on it when you’re not writing, so it can grow.
In the end, just put your hands to the keys and let it lead you.
your writing is a skill, not an inborn talent (unless, yeah, maybe it is). not everyone can do what you do and love
everyone says they want to write a book. everyone has what it takes to write a book. not everyone does it anyway. you be the small percentage of success you read about
your writing will always seem brickshit horrible because you wrote and read it a million times
you love this writing thingy. quitting it will be like cutting off your fingers one by one.
someone out there will want to read what you wrote.
someone out there wants to know what is on your mind.
someone out there appreciates your art. they will share it with their friends. they will share it with their loved ones. they will share it with their future self because maybe what you wrote saved them.
if you give up now, you know you will just come back to it again, whether it’s years from now, months, or next week. you love writing, that’s why you planted the seed of thought that you are going to write this book, and whether you come back to it or not, your unwritten stories will come back to you.
Honestly tho, as nice as the Rugged “Attire” may be, my fave outfit of Gladio’s is the one in that dark green leather jacket and tank top combo. Like 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾. I may not have been into Gladio until he got his 10 year glow up, but put older!Gladio in that and I am nutting in preparation for him to make out with me.
Don’t even get me started on older!Ignis and older!Gladio. I’m just… ruinedt.
I wake up, my debt is all paid off, my bank account is full, my relationships with my family are healthy, and I’m able to travel anywhere in the world.
reblog for this ultimate fantasy life to come true
this one time I ran a red light on mistake and I didn’t notice it was red until it was too late so I just ran the light screeching like an angry pterodactyl the entire time
a cop was at the intersection so he pulled me over and when he came up to my window he was wheezing cause he was laughing so hard and he said
“ok so i know you ran a red light and that’s really bad and you should never do it again but i’m not gonna give you a ticket cause that was the funniest thing i’ve ever seen and my partner can’t get out of the car cause he’s laughing so hard he’s about to pee himself”
i forgot that i’d had my window open when i ran the red light and the cop told me that all he heard from my car was this really high-pitched “screeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
and that’s how i got out of getting a ticket for running a red light
“I’m not afraid of Hell. I lived there, once. And if I have to go back, I’ll swagger through those gates with fire in my blood and war in my heart. And I’ll take. No. Prisoners.”
– Dani O’Malley, “High Voltage” by Karen Marie Moning
“It’s fine, babe,” Noct ran his fingers through the fine hair at the nape of your neck before pulling you in for a kiss. Falling into it like you usually do, you couldn’t help but think that Noct was being more forward and a tad more insistent than what you were accustomed to. But you thought that it was because he wanted to protect you.
Until your eyes opened, and you found yourself looking into the amber orbs that belonged to another. You could only gape as the contours of Noct’s face melted into that of the eccentric yet dangerous chancellor, his smirk barely hiding the sinister aura that Ardyn always seemed to bring with him.
if there’s one thing to be thankful for its that tumblr has no group chat function it’s either a one-on-one faceoff in an alleyway or you’re outside on ur porch w a megaphone
Your magic doesn’t always have to be solemn. Your magic doesn’t always have to follow all the rules. Maybe the “as per usual” magic rules and regulations don’t vibe with you.
Do you hate the smell of lavender? Does clear quartz remind you of something that you hate? Fuck it, use that shit in a banishing or hex.
Nobody has all the answers. Your magic is yours. Might as well do whatever the hell you want.
And when writing porn, you keep in mind their favorite stylee.
“I want to give you a present. Do you prefer frottage or anal penetration? Should one of them be wearing lingerie? How do you feel about spanking? Spitting?…Ah, excellent; I shall make you a glorious, wondrous thing of roughly 3000 words!”
Why yes, I have a shrine to @ignis-scientia-estrogen-brigade at my work desk because WHY THE FUCK NOT! Awhile ago she was like “you don’t have to make a post about the gift I give you” and I was like “instructions unclear”, so now here I am putting bae on blast LMFAO!
For all of the things I know she had gone through but refuses to vocalize, this is a magnificent woman that deserves all the love she gets from this fandom. I have much Ignis to help me through so much shit, and all I gotta do is look over and see his fucking fine shirtless ass making me thirsty. I mean, productive. Yeah.
– me, a person who definitely has the time to do that but also has terrible time management skills and most likely to just spend 4 hours getting absolutely nothing accomplished instead of the hundred other things I could and should be doing
I feel personally attacked by the accuracy of this post.
OMG thank you! These types are always cute, I hope I did enough variety for you! (I also have no idea how they got so long)
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Noctis
“Oh hell no.” Noctis groaned, as they entered Hammerhead, seeing the woman standing beside Cindy. “Ignis keep going.”
“Noctis, we need to fix the Regalia.”
“We’ll walk.”
“Noct you’re being ridiculous.”
“We don’t need to go here, we can just push it until we get to the next mechanic.”
“Dude, that’s like another 20 miles.” Prompto whined.
“Don’t care, I’ll push it there by myself.”
Ignis sighed, putting on the parking brake, as the young Prince attempted to keep pushing the car forward. Only to give up and hide behind the door, as the two women approached the car.
“Oh so that’s the reason.” Gladiolus chuckled.
“Was starting to worry something happen to you boys.” You smiled.
“Uh, which one of ya’ll the Prince?” Cindy inquired.
Ignis groaned, as he looked down, “Noctis, get up.”
Noctis moaned as he stood up, his eyes ignoring you standing beside Cindy, “Hey.”
You smiled stepping toward Ignis, and Gladiolus, “Oh you must be Prompto, nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.” You called to the blonde a smile on your face.
“Yeah, nice, nice to meet you too.” Prompto waved nervously as Noctis rolled his eyes.
“I’ll take care of everything with Cindy, you boys can go rest your legs, that must have been a long walk.” You smiled heading back into the garage.
“Y/N hasn’t changed a bit.” Gladiolus chuckled.
Noctis groaned as he stalked off, “You say that, like it’s a good thing.”
Another request! I’m honestly writing these much faster than I usually manage; I guess it’s because I’m so excited about running this blog haha — Sky ヾ(￣◇￣)ノ〃
The evening had originally been full of plans; of things that you were initially going to do together—like go for a walk, buy some food, stuff like that. But then all of the night’s itinerary went straight out of the window when Noctis asked you if you’d like to have a nap. And who are you to say no to a nap when it’s with your favourite person? Obviously you immediately say yes.
And so, you stumbled to the bedroom together, sharing small smiles and preparing yourselves for what would most likely be the best sleep either of you had had in a while. In fact, spending this time with Noctis has so much of an affect on you that the world of languid sluggishness and darkness soon approaches with open arms, sweeping you into a world of sweet, sweet dreams. So sweet, in fact, that you begin to mumble certain incoherences in this clearly vivid dream. Noctis, who was just settling into the lull of sleep and the dark abyss that represent his dreams, heard your mumbles and shifted in order to hear them just that little bit better.
“Noctis..” A frustrated whine permeates the air around you as he begins to realise that you’re dreaming about him. The actual thought of it would almost be too endearing to handle, but he’d certainly manage, simply resolving to press closer against your side and welcome lethargy with newfound happiness.
⇢ GLADIOLUS
It would have been a long day, full of tiresome activities—you’d gone on a hunt together, in fact. You’d had a close call with the goblins you’d been asked to take down, where a few of them had crowded around you and effectively cut you off from everyone else. Gladiolus had—of course—been quick to run to your aid, but you certainly didn’t leave that fight entirely unscathed.
You’d have finally got to a hotel in the early hours of the evening, in need of a bath and a comfortable bed to lay down upon. By the time your head hits the pillow, you’d be out like a light.
Gladiolus would take a bit longer to get to bed, the adrenaline rush that accompanied battles not quite having worn of yet (that, and the fact he’d still be a tad bitter about how everyone had denied his suggestion of going camping). But when he finally does gingerly attempt to get into bed beside you, he’d watch in horror as you turn over, small noises escaping your lips. He’d be surprised entirely when it’s his name you’re muttering amongst the cavern of sleep that surrounds you, he can’t help but smile. And would continue to smile right up until he falls asleep, because you’re just too darn cute for your own good, in all honesty.
⇢ IGNIS
WIth Ignis, you certainly wouldn’t intend to fall asleep—it would just happen; you’d be spending time together in silence as he reads a book and you lay down on the sofa, the perfect upside down view of him on display as you would lazily cast your gaze about the room. Until, suddenly, you find your eyelids drooping and sleep coming your way.
At first, he wouldn’t notice at all, completely content with his literature. But that’s until he spares a single glance in your direction and notes the fact that you’ve fallen away into a gentle slumber. He’d pay it no heed, deciding to once more return to his book and its fascinating plot line. But then you’d start mumbling something, which he can’t quite make out—oh. That’s his name.
The smile that would light up Ignis’ face would be oddly dazzling as he listens to the way your velvety voice rings out despite the sleepiness tacked onto the sound in its rivulets of exhaustion. He’d decide to keep the knowledge of this single occurrence to himself, finding solace in the completely soft and captivating way you’d spoken.
⇢ PROMPTO
Prompto would have taken you out for a whole day just to see the tourist attractions of the city you’d decided to visit. He’d spent practically twelve hours hanging off of your arm and pointing out different things, taking pictures as he usually would (you’d dreaded to think how many must have been of you).
Nonetheless, by the time you get back to your hotel, your feet ache, your stomach is full of the food you’d just had at a restaurant, and your arms are full of bags that you’d refused to let Prompto hold despite his constant offers. There is nothing you’d have liked more than sleep at that moment. And so, without so much as an enquiry sent Prompto’s way, you get changed into your nightshirt and get into bed. The boyfriend in question would spare just a second to look forlornly in your direction before settling in a chair and busying himself with going through the photos he’d taken during the day.
He must have pent a good forty minutes absorbed in staring at that camera, because by the time he remembered to check on you and make sure you were comfortable, you had fallen asleep. After leaning down, Prompto pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before moving to stand back up. It’s within that moment that you’d opened your mouth to speak, a drowsy lilt to your slumber-cloaked voice. “Prompto,” You’d whispered, forcing a rush of heat to dash straight to his cheeks as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He would have wished to capture that event within a photo, but alas, he understood that the memory of such a lovely thing would have to be enough.
I haven’t written a morning after thing yet, but I’m more so in a cuddly mood so I couldn’t do it justice. So here are some headcanons for the bros waking up as the little spoon!
-Alyssa
Gladiolus:
Surprised (pleasantly surprised though)
How did his tiny ass s/o end up wrapped around him?
He definitely wants more of this
Probably snuggles his back closer to their chest with a sigh
Tempted to skip his training because this is perfect
Would probably end up waking them up by turning around and kissing their face
It’s cute he can’t help it
Smooches everywhere until they’re pushing at his face with squeals of ‘stop it’
Wouldn’t mind waking up like this erryday
Ignis:
A small smile would spread across the face when he realizes the position
Sighs in content
Has to hide the blush on his face when Gladio wakes up
Makes s/o’s favorite breakfast as a token of appreciation
Being the little spoon gave him butterflies, not that anyone would be able to see that
He would love to be the little spoon on occasion
Noctis:
Actually loves being the little spoon
Is super pleased to awaken in this position
10/10 chance he’s blushing
Has to bury his face in the pillows to hide his face, and to conceal his giggling
Yes, giggling
Being the little spoon makes him really giggly
Will be 5x more affectionate all day after waking up as the little spoon. (Eskimo kisses, butterfly kisses, hugs,etc)
Prompto:
Would probably squeal especially when they pull him in closer
100% a blushing mess
Starts giggling when they mutter something sleepily in his ear
10/10 would pull the blanket higher and melt into his s/o’s arms
Never wants to leave his new ‘spot’
Whines when his s/o wakes up and moves away until they come back
Wants to be the little spoon more often after that
genuinely mean this stop watching a mediocre show that you know will keep baiting you with vague promises and clowning on you (repeatedly) and get an interest that you can genuinely enjoy without being constantly let down. go fucking play pokemon or watch atla. mp100 is getting a season 2. i don’t care if it’s getting back into something old just go eat some shredded cheese and stop wasting your time on something that only brings you disappointment!
People be lovin on Dracula and siding with the Vampire Daddy in his endeavor to eradicate the human stench of the planet but, y’all, come on
Even his dhampir child was like dude, just kill the assholes who killed mom goddamn
(and Dracula wounds his own son so much the pretty boy needed a YEAR to recuperate? not #1 Dad material, yikes) (though Dracula’s freak-out was epic and amazing, still murder!)
Wait you expect ordinary common people to stand up to the Church?!?
LOL THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE CHURCH DOESN’T LIKE YOU
You watch your family and your ancestral house burn.
Not even a powerful family like the Belmonts could stand up to the Church. If you’re at odds with the Church, you’re FUCKED. Ordinary people can’t afford that. Hell, great houses like the Belmonts can’t afford that.
So no, the Number One Drama King Dracula is in no way justified in unleashing his potent, ungodly wrath on scared simple humans and deserves only a very specific, very finite sympathy.
(his wrath was awesome, lol, but he’s still gotta pay for it)
I mean, this was freakin awesome. But was it bats? Birds? Bats and birds? Stop killing babies, dude
Here’s to the fanfic writers who can only write sporadically.
Here’s the writers who can’t output enough to keep up with the most popular writers.
Here’s to the writers writing even though they get no feedback.
Here’s to the writers who somehow manage to scrape together a little inspiration and a lot of hard work to write that story they know nearly no one will read.
Here’s to the creators who keep going even when it’ feels like screaming into an empty void.
You’re inspiration, and I don’t know how you do it.
I’m a slut for AUs and it’s literally in the title of the month. What can I say? I saw an AUpportunity and I took it ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Celebrate August with a month of Miraculous AUs – any pair don’t care – we’re here to bask in coffeeshops and alternate timelines. They’re enemies, they’re neighbors, oh my god they’re roommates.
This calendar may be boring but AUs aren’t!
Tell your friends! Tell your co-workers! Tell your local barista!
because we’re about to get alternate universe up in this bitch.
I think all writers need a friend who will encourage their desire to write absolute garbage. Not necessarily something that is badly written, but like, stupid self indulgent bullshit. “Cringey” aus or crossover fanfics. Aus or crossover fics of your own ocs.
Writing that stuff is fun and is great practice, but sometimes I feel like “wow, this is hardly productive, why am I even writing this, who else would ever want to read this?” The answer is your friend who encourages your trash writing, that’s who. Write it for yourself and for them.
Genji and Mercy usually take the time to relax, especially if it has been some time they’ve had an evening to themselves. They’ll open the window and cuddle on the couch while staring out at the stars.
A homemade dinner is in order when McCree and Sombra find themselves unoccupied. They cook their favorite and sneak lots of kisses in between tasting and preparing their food.
Widowmaker and Hanzo find a movie, usually a French or Japanese show as they both can’t stand american movies. During this, one will translate softly fro the other, as they both love hearing each other’s voice.
Sombra is on a mission when she finds McCree on an undercover date. She knows what the consequences of leaving her post are, but life’s not much fun without a little risk.
Final commission piece for @mccreespree. I had so much fun working on these commissions and I hope you enjoy them as well! McSombra is such a fun ship and I’m glad I could add to the tag a little bit. 🙂
Another night, another mission. This time, it’s an arms deal, going down two floors up. Akande is meeting with some very prolific clients, wheeling and dealing like the businessman he was born to be. All in the name of his stupid war.
But it’s not like Sombra can judge. She’s getting paid to fight in it, after all.
So she does what’s asked of her and sits in the security room alone. The guards that had been on duty are bound and out cold behind her. Security is supposedly pretty tight, but Akande is the kind of guy who doesn’t like to take chances. It’s not like Sombra doesn’t enjoy snooping on people, anyway. There are some high-profile people in the casino tonight, and finding out which ones have crippling gambling addictions or debts they have no hopes of ever repaying might be useful at some point.
And there’s one now. She zooms in on some American CEO she recognizes from… somewhere. She can find out later. He’s sitting at a roulette table, rubbing his greedy little hands together like he expects to win big. The ball bounces around the wheel for a few moments, but before it stops, someone taps the man on the shoulder with a very familiar mechanical hand and slides in next to him.
I have never gotten wasted, I typically stop at buzzed and call it a day. So being around people who have gotten like this and being the mom friend…I know this all too well.
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Noctis
“Heck off.”
Noctis chuckled, you looked so cute all flushed and attempting to pull away from him. Apparently, you weren’t aware that tonight’s drink at this royal get together was rather spiked, and you had been downing glasses left and right until you started swaying. Ignis found you clutching to a planter to stay up straight and moved you to a sitting room.
“Come on sweetie, let go home.”
“I told you to heck off.” You hissed flailing at him, as he attempted to help you up from the couch. “Who do you think you are? I am!”
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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