``Drunk? Not Me!``
□ Ie: What they're like when they're drunk □
▪︎ Multiple x GN! Reader ▪︎
Ft: Shadow Milk, Stardust, Black Sapphire
CW: Drunk (character), Stardust calls reader pretty but it's still GN, slight suggestive themes in Black Sapphire's, but still SFW.
-Lightly proofread
Shadow Milk
Okay. So realistically he's probably the quiet drunk that contemplates his life decisions, but I'm not trying to write someone having an existential crisis rn, so you can have the talkative one instead. That's probably better reading material anyway, right?
"Hey... 'm not even that drunk... just one kiss?" He shifts closer to you on the bed, hands snaking around your waist as your back is pushed against his chest.
"You told me not to let you kiss me because you'd be 'out drinking ambroisia with the other beasts'." You crossed your arms, not turning to face him. Was it petty? Perhaps...
To be fair; he also said he wouldn't drink that much, yet here he is, clinging to you like some lost child.
He whined and pressed his head into the crook of your neck. "Dumb mortals... Can't even taste ambrosia without dying.. so stupid."
You sighed. He really is such a loser sometimes.
Suddenly, he would perk up and place his chin on your shoulder. "Go get me water."
Rude.
"What happened to please and thank you?"
"Go get me water. Thank you."
This guy...
You ended up getting his water anyway. (He'd only get more cranky without it.)
"Here's your water." You held it out for him, to which he accepted.
"Much better." He placed the cup down on a nearby table after drinking it, a small clink sounding in the room when he does so.
"You know," he began to say, watching you sit back down on the bed, "it was pretty fun. Mystic Flour kept swearing, and Eternal Sugar passed out halfway through." He would grin at the thought. "Lightweights! Am I right?"
You nodded half-mindedly before he laid his head in your lap, closing his eyes.
It was odd, to say the least. Usually, he isn't one to initiate moments like these... being as emotionally stubborn as he is.
You'd gently run your fingers through his hair. "I'm glad you had fun," you'd say.
The both of you would remain there for a while, a silence overcoming you both. It was nice. In that moment, words weren't needed.
He then slowly opened his eyes, just gazing at you softly. He pushed himself off of your lap and gently cupped your face with his hands. "I want you to kiss me. Why won't you kiss me?" He whined once more.
"Because you were drinking ambrosia. You know, you could have just drank regular alcohol..." you mumbled, pushing his face away from yours.
He frowned at the statement. "You're so mean t'me... you know that? Burning Spice would never let me hear the end of it. Do you know how embarrassing it would be for me to drink regular wine?"
Of course that's what he's worried about.
You begin to coat his face in feathery light kisses. One here, one there. Just to hopefully get him to shut up. "Better?"
You don't miss how his gaze falls elsewhere. Or how his breath hitches slightly when you pull away. "No," he mumbles.
Liar...
Stardust
Very much a lightweight... but at least he's happy, right? He's legit so in love with you- I kinda headcanon that he makes bird noises when he's happy because his other form looks kind of like a bird- sorry, am I being weird?
"You're so pretty..." he would murmer against your ear, his stary cape swaying before wrapping itself around the both of you.
You're sure he was during it subconsciously, and it would be nice... if it weren't for the fact that he runs so cold.
"Stardust, you're freezing..."
He gives a small hum in a response, then a small sorry that's barely audible. He rests his head on your shoulder, and you can't resist the small smile that appears on your face.
Black Sapphire
You gently scratch the bottom of his chin, earning a coo from him.
"I love you," he'd say mindlessly. "do you love me too?"
The question makes you chuckle. "Of course..."
Stardust would gently tilt your chin up with his index finger. "I wanna hear you say it.."
You intertwined your pinky with his; then your entire hand, before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. You can still taste the feint residue of wine on them before pulling away.
"I love you," you'd say.
He just continues staring into your eyes, almost breathless. Your eyes seemed as though they held the entire universe in them. (Oh dear... was that too cheesy of him?)
(It was true though. At least to him.)
"I love you too..." he repeated once more. Stardust wasn't sure how many times he'd repeat that exact sentence throughout the night...
Though rest assured, him saying it in abundance doesn't make it any less true.
Tell me this man can't keep his hands off of you. He's legit so down bad. (SIMP) It's okay, me too <333
Your fingers worked to slowly remove his tie, his wings fluttering behind him at the action.
It was cute, really. How you could tell exactly what he was thinking because of them.
"Your hands always feel so good.." he'd mumble mindlessly.
"Mmmm, is that so?"
He presses a kiss to your temple, giving a small hum in response. "You should've been there..." his kisses began to trail down your neck. "-missed you."
You eye him.
"Well, someone had to stay sober to take care of you. You're such a sloppy drunk, you know..."
You could feel his grin against your neck. "I can't help it when 'm with you." One of his hands moved to grab your chin, adjusting your head so he had a better view of your neck.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" You ask acusingly.
"Just giving my significant other some well-deserved love for taking such good care of me," he'd coo. The statement earned a glare from you.
"I don't think so. Not when you're this drunk." Seriously, where was his shame? He was normally much more of a gentleman!
He released your chin shortly after that before staring at you with eyes that held very little thought behind them, though his grin remained. "Suit yourself."
He managed to behave himself for a total of seven seconds before folding once more.
"But don't you think it's a bit cruel to deprive me of any kisses? I work very hard, don't I?" He leaned in closer towards you, his nose brushing against yours.
"I suppose, but what does that have anything to do with me kissing you?"
He places his hands on your hips, sighing at the statement, "You're heartless, denying an intoxicated man of his pleasure... This'll keep me up until daybreak, you know."
You rolled your eyes. He was being dramatic again. His nagging would continue all night if you didn't give him what he wanted.
So, to much of your dismay, (but to much of his pleasure!) you ended up giving this needy man his kiss.
(He quickly stole another one from you as well, but you decided not to scold him for it.)
His wings flitted for the second time that night, and he smiled contently. "Sweet... I could get drunk off your lips instead."
"Yeah yeah," you'd mumble before finnally pulling him into bed. "Can we sleep now?"
He rested his chin on the top of your head. "I suppose..."
You closed your eyes and felt the fuzziness of sleep take over you pretty quickly. You'd never admit it to him, but you also ended up missing him quite a bit...
