#drunk mistakes

[hermioneweasleyxxx]

me and my straight best friend made out while we were both pissed and i can’t stop thinking about it

[foxalade]

Marauders fandom 🤝 playing Wolfstars first kiss off as a drunken mistake

[tarnishedgoldenboy]

OMG

My drunk self messaged someone on Instagram that I haven’t talked to in years last night and I woke up this morning and thought lol that wasn’t real BUT OMG THEY JUST REPLIED AND WHAT HAVE I DONE.

[theserg97]

Haaaaaaa I'm so alone should I download tinder again also my great aunt just sent me a link on fb pls help

[2shadowsdeep]

Me mam has a postcard on the wall that says this “too shall pass” and while I was drunk I may have drawn over the t so that it looks more like a p. She hasn’t realised yet, hoping I can replace it before she notices

[literal-fand0m-trash]

Two Turtles (John Laurens x Reader)

Note: You wake up to a startling discovery after a night out. (Y/F/I) is your first initial.

You leaned forward and kissed him before you held his hand and walked into your kitchen.

You slowly woke up and immediately regretted your decision when you were met with a pounding headache. You groaned and threw your arm over your eyes to try to block the sunlight coming in through the window in your bedroom. With your other arm you blindly reached over to your boyfriend, John, but after nudging him several times he stayed asleep.

You slowly opened your eyes and dragged yourself to the bathroom to grab Advil and a shower. After brushing your teeth and swallowing two pills you turned on the shower and started pulling your shirt up and screamed.

On your right hipbone was a tattoo of a turtle with “J + Y/F/I” next to it that hadn’t been there when you and John had gone out with the boys last night.

You heard a thump in the bedroom and looked over to see John standing in the doorway, shirtless with a matching tattoo over his heart.

“Y/N! What’s wrong?…Oh my God.” He muttered looking at your hip. You pointed at his chest, “Oh my God!” He repeated when he looked where you were pointing.

“What the Hell happened?” You asked.

“I don’t know. The last thing I remember is shoving Hercules into a cab.” He recalled running a hand through his crazy curly hair.

You turn off the shower and stomped into the bedroom and picked up your phone.

“What are you doing?” John asked.

“Calling your boyfriend.” You snapped as you scrolled to Alexander’s name. Alex and John obviously weren’t really dating, but you liked to tease them.

Alexander answered the phone with a groan, “Why are you calling at this unGodly hour?”

“What the Hell happened last night?” You yelled down the phone, regretting it as the loud sound angered your headache.

“Wait…did you really get the tattoos?” He asked.

“What do you know about them?” You asked as John came and sat next to you on the bed.

“I don’t know. Lafayette was teasing you guys about not being serious after dating for over a year so you stood up and announced that you were going to prove that you were serious by getting couples tattoos then you dragged John out. I didn’t think you were being serious.” Alexander explained.

“Why didn’t you stop us!?” You yelled.

“Shh! I’m hungover too, you know. This is Laf’s fault anyways. Go bug him!” Alexander complained before hanging up.

“What did he say?” John asked.

“This was our way of proving that we are in a serious and committed relationship.” You summarized.

He nodded, “Okay.”

“Okay?” You repeated, not sure what he was okay with.

“Yeah, I am serious about this and I like the tattoos. Look at them! They’re turtles! I’m okay with this.” He said.

You looked down at the turtle on your hip then up at the one on his freckled chest.

“They are pretty cute, aren’t they?” You smiled.

“I think it’s kind of sexy on you.” He waggled his eyebrows.

“Okay, don’t get too far ahead of yourself.” You teased, shoving his arm.

“Want to eat breakfast then go back to sleep for a few more hours?” He suggested.

You laughed, “I think that’s a great plan.”

[msmarlenemckinnon]

1975 | Drunk mistakes | Marvan

Marlene wasn’t sure why she got so drunk, she usually didn’t get this drunk in other houses parties, much less if her little brother was present. But this hot sixth year Hufflepuff had been giving her drinks the entire evening and the two of them were now dancing together.

It was an upbeat song and his hand was on her lower back, pressing her to him and her arms were wrapped around his neck. He leaned forward to whisper something in her ear that made her giggle. 

“We should take this party elsewhere, don’t you think?” He asked, pulling her closer and just when Marlene was going to reply, she felt someone tapping her shoulder. Marlene turned to see this person and raised both brows.

“Evan!” She beamed happily.

@deatheater-evanrosier

[untypicable]

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