“Venti, I’m really going to have to cut you off for the night,” Diluc snatches the bottle before the bard could have yet another long swig of it.
“Cmmon Ddddilucc, I’ll be fiinee, I’m literally the Anemo God barbietoe-” before Venti could slur out the end of his sentence, Diluc muffled it with the palm of his gloved hand. Multiple heads were turned, but were quickly dismissed at the sight of a drunken bard worse for wear.
“No, you won’t be fine,” Diluc hisses. “I’ve have the misfortune to see you blackout and having to deal with it, and I don’t want to be in that situation again,” His hand quickly snaps back to his side at the feeling of snot seep through his glove.
Diluc grimaces at the sight of a red-faced Barbatos, riddled with tears.
“Oh, you’re right aren’t you, hic, I’m just an old bard not able to even protect his, hic, people,” Venti sobs.
“Don’t say that Vent-”
“Just pass me the drink Diluc,” with a flick of his hand, a full bottle of vodka is whisked off a high shelf and into Venti’s hand.
Before his bartender could comprehend what happened, Venti speeds out of the tavern, up the stairs to the Knights of Favonius' headquarters and up the statue of himself.
He sits in the cold open hands, and just down the drinks, and Archons, he feels amazing! He could fall asleep just right now.
In fact, that is exactly what happened.
The thoughts in his head were drowned out, replaced by a blur of colour and lights, even though he wasn’t spinning. He feels his consciousness slipping away.
Eventually, his mind just blacks out, head nodding out forward, dragging his entire body forward off the end, and falls off the statue.
✧˖°ʚ🍵ɞ♡Sicktember Day 1[I’m not hungover, I’m just sick]Jeckole Angst- Class of ‘09✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡
A/N: Day 1 of @sicktember’s 2024 Event! I really had fun doing this even though it was a time crunch cause I was just aware of the event like yesterday, but it’s fine.
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730~ words
Inadequate writing lol
See here! to participate in the Sicktember event!
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Tw!- Heavy swearing, drug abuse + mention of vomit. Viewer discretion is advised.
Enjoy ^^
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“Bitch why the fuck you haven’t been answering my calls? I know you don’t want to do the project, but I need this to graduate high school-”
Jecka slams open Nicole’s bedroom door, an obscene amount of annoyance washed away as she spots the brunette rotting in her bed in the humid room, which feels like being in a gym locker room.
Somehow, Nicole still looks appealing to the male demographic even if she is sickly pale with eyebags so deep you could’ve mistaken them for potholes.
She coughs, and smiles wanly at her. “Hey Jecka,”
“Oh shit are you okay?” Immediately at Nicole’s side, Jecka looks at her, feeling the creases and wrinkles under Nicole’s eyes. Her ebbing annoyance spikes up again.
“Ugh, did you try that MySpace challenge, the one where they’d snort a foot long line of whatever drug they could find? You know people actually died from that shit right?”
“When did you keep up with the news? No, I’m just down with the flu. I’m not that crazy,”
“The Spanish Flu?! Yeah right, don’t fucking lie to me. No one looks this bad when having the flu. Where’s the stash?”
“Well I am!” Nicole snaps. “I get sick easily.I’ve been convulsing and throwing up for hours, couldn’t you tell?” She points to the evident putrid vomit bucket, almost filled to the brim with puke beside the bed.
“Ew, shouldn’t your mom, like, empty that?” Jecka scrunches up her face.
“No, she’s too busy stocking up her medicine cabinet with beta blocker to care… Speaking of, can you get me some Paracetamol from there? Everywhere hurts like hell,”
Jecka sighs “Knowing you, you’d probably mix it with bedside stash of Xanax, crush it up and snort it, so no, stay hurting like hell,”
“Fuck you, whore,”
Jecka rolls her eyes and sits down on the side of the bed.
“That being said, I’m really concerned about you Nicole. This life isn't good for you…”
“Who are you? My friend or a guidance counsellor that isn’t trying to fuck me?”
“Okay you know what? Fuck you, I’ll just tell you straight. You’re fucked up and need help, and not even the cool sexy way that people fantasise about. The way people are being put in the mental asylum fucked up. And I’m sorry I can’t be like you, or even want to be like you, bu-”
“Oh don’t make me laugh. We’ve popped percs and have done drugs together, don’t act all high and mighty now, when you yourself is as bad as I am,”
Jecka hesitates, scrambling her brain to say something as equally smart as her statement only 10 seconds ago.
“Well- atleast I don’t take the illegal shit, just fucking around with kid stuff to blow off some steam! You know, the ones that literally every high schooler would take in high school?”
“Oh, just because what I use is illegal makes me worse than you huh? The outcome is the same, isn’t it? The reason we take it is the same, is it not? Using it to get off some steam. So when I use an alternative you don’t like, then, I’m in the wrong?” Nicole’s face is manic, insane, testing Jecka’s will to not just bend her back over to agree with Nicole, like she usually does.
“Stop trying to act all philosophical and shit to guilt me into agreeing with you. I’m just trying to help,” A tentative step backwards. Look at you Jecka! Making progress!
“I don’t need your fucking help Jessica.” Nicole chucks the bucket at Jecka, who swiftly dodges it, all but some vomit finding its new home on her shirt.
After that, she just…
Snaps.
Jecka shoves Nicole, making her hit the headboard, earning a bunch of her hair being roughly pulled, almost ensuring her to be left with a bald patch on her scalp.
“What, the FUCK NICOLE? I WANT TO HELP BECAUSE WE ARE FRIENDS! WHAT, JUST BECAUSE I’LL BEND MY BACK OVER FOR MOST THINGS YOU ASK ME TO DO MAKES ME YOUR LITTLE PLAYTHING? YOU’RE FUCKED UP AND NEED TO BE LOCKED UP!”
“I DONT NEED YOUR HELP, AND I NEVER DID. JUST FUCK OFF!”
Ouch. That must’ve stung. But if it hurt Jecka, no evidence of it showed on her face.
“OKAY I WILL” Jecka slams the door shut, a gross trail of footprints tailing behind her.
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Mxr1na 2024. Do NOT copy, rewrite or claim work as your own. If you see my work elsewhere, please send an ask :3
Hey everyone! For September, I’m gonna be participating in @sicktember’s 2024 event! Find what I will write below [zzzzzzz….= no posts that day]
From days 18-30 I will be open for requests by you guys! I will write anything except nsfw [you can ask for that anytime for the year, but not Sicktember specifically] I’ll also be on on a slight hiatus overall, due to school 💔
P.S- If you want to see what fandoms I’m in, check here if you want me to write it. If you don’t see your fandom there, ask me as there are some I’m defo for getting.
Toodles until Sep 1st :D
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i genuinely hate how people have to sit and write a post that stands out while boosting a fundraiser because most people won't bat an eye at the misery and inhumane conditions Palestinians are living in.
i see people making art and telling others to use it because fundraisers with art are generally reblogged more often. i see people using colored text in order to make the post more eye catching.
palestinians on instagram are using popular audios and stitch trending reels at the beginning to make the world pay attention to them. imagine having to make something look entertaining in order to survive.
they are living under constant threat of israeli airstrikes, bombing, scarcity of food and disease. many have lost a lot in the past few months.
palestinians on tumblr are posting their pictures and the horrible conditions in which they are living. they travel long distances for internet connection only to be called a scammer by some privileged ass who cannot locate gaza on a map.
here are some verified gfms. please share the linked posts. it's the bare minimum we can do from the comforts of our home.
A/N: Chat I’m ovulating rn so like I eat weird axx shit when I am. This was supposed to be a smau of multiple JJK men but my phone got taken away for no reason and I’m using my school Ipad to write this just for Gojo soooooo.. yeah. Keep tuned for the smau ver!
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“Honey! I’m hooome!” Your boyfriend greets you in the kitchen, looking like a complete gremlin after being bedridden on your phone until 5 in the evening. You stand short beside the airfryer, waiting impatiently for whatever concoction in there to finish being prepared.
“Watcha doing?” Satoru hugs you from the back, nipping the nape of your neck. Even though this man loves like a dog and gets whiny when you’re irresponsive, at times like this, he keeps his shit together for your sake. “How’re your cramps? Do you wanna order anything? Pizza maybe?”
“I’m already making pizza,” This particular period is taking the kick out of you (mentally and physically) so being deadpan is a delightful side effect.
“Pizza? In an air fryer?” He raises an eyebrow and then grimaces when you open it. Lo and behold was a slice of bread with ketchup and a sprinkle of cheese on it.
By definition (well, yours anyway) it is a pizza. Carbs on the bottom, with a tomato sauce and cheese on top.
In his stewing disgust, he looks at you with slight curiosity as you snarf it down like a starving child, satisfied with your “meal”. He blinks at you 3 times comically. You stare back an event scarier than any special grade curse could be in his eyes.
“You gonna say anything?”
The silence was loud. Satoru Gojo is anything but a fool. He shakes his head, still hypnotised by what the actual fuck he just witnessed.
“Thought so,”
And you sludge back to whatever place you’re hole-ing up in, clutching your abdomen, leaving your boyfriend in the dust dumbfounded.
He loved you so fucking much.
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A/N: Chat should I make this a series of funny moments between y/n and Gojo? Idk it helps my brain juices flowing ig.
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A/N: Chat I have to stop writing things at night, I'll proofread it today tomorrow.
Doesn't get flustered that easily, so you'd have to chip at him to get a reaction.
Staring rizz. Completely dangerous if you can't maintain eye contact. He's just a freak like that, but he does sometimes does it on purpose to get you tripping over your words.
Slightly emotionally unavailable; sometimes he doesn't know how to comfort you when you are feeling down, though he feels really guilty for it, and mainly shows his love through actions rather than words.
He'd be chronically offline I'm sorry, either because he doesn't see the point of social media other than talking to people, or he has seen the horrors known as skibidi toilet.
He's kinda innocent, in the sense that he doesn't pick up on figures of speech. He can pick up on most sexual innuedo, but if you get real creative, it'll take him a good minute (or a day) to realise something was intended to be suggestive (He manages to match your freak though)
Doesn't really engage in conversation, especially at events with multiple people he doesn't know, but when it comes to his siblings, he will yap your ear off 😭😭😭
Enjoys the very quiet moments with you, even if it is as unproductive as lazing on the couch with one in the others laugh.
He is a very observant individual. The way he talks about his brothers to you is how he talks about you to others.
Even though he can't exactly show it, he is utterly whipped for you <3
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