Too Many Drinks - Part IToo Many Drinks - Part I4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A blurred and painful awakening disrupted Chuck’s dormancy as his eyes slowly focused on his digital alarm clock.
The blinking colon between the hour and the minute counters violently drummed the seconds of his alcohol induced torment. Chuck’s head bellowed upon waves of whiskey infused headache. How had he managed to drink so much?
More importantly, what happened last night? The evening was a muddled conjecture of missed connections and happy accidents. The late hours of a night’s outing at his local pub usually lead to a booze-infused discussion of politics, religion, and sex, soon obliterated by a c
Too Many Drinks - Part IIIToo Many Drinks - Part III4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harmony clutched the white cotton panties Sandy had discarded before bathing and placed her free hand on the small of Sandy’s back, guiding her toward Chuck’s room. “Let’s see if we can throw an outfit together that doesn’t make you look like you’re wearing potato sacks,” she teased.
Sandy bit her lower lip as she tautly sauntered to the room she had known as a male, apprehensive towards being seen in public in her new anatomy.
“We’ll start with the panties. I realize they’re tight, but that’s all we have to work with right now, Sandy,” Harmony remin
Too Many Drinks: PrologueToo Many Drinks: Prologue3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A cold red colon pulsed with each painful digital chirp of the alarm clock. Light began to infiltrate the slowly opening brown eyes of a young woman as she awoke from violent sleep. A petite and feminine hand emerged from underneath the comforter, falling abruptly on the snooze button of the clock radio as the alarm was quelled. Long white-tipped finger nails decorated the hand as it submerged below the bed sheets.
The alarm clock’s agonizing binary tone returned, pulsing in sync with the clock’s red colon heart.
“You’re late! Get up!” said the female voice from outside the
Drinks for the FMA FanDrinks for the FMA Fan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, are you a real Fullmetal Alchemist fan? Then you can't do without trying some of these! Please drink responsibly.
The Fullmetal: Pineapple (it can have additional fruit flavors, but as long as it's yellow) juice mixed with white rum and peach schnapps. All the better served in a red-tinted rocks glass; however, since these are heavy bits of metal you'll be dealing with, I would recommend acquiring a plastic rocks glass or a metal equivalent to avoid chipped glass. Stick a few chilled screws/bolts in the bottom instead of ice cubes--- LARGE ones, mind you. Mix the rum a little on the strong side. A tall drink in a sh
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 Drinks1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"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
Too Many Drinks: EpilogueToo Many Drinks: Epilogue3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sandy sat cross-legged on the sofa, her bulging stomach straddled between her thighs. A laptop rested precariously on her calves as her large stomach prevented her from placing it closer. Cleavage bounded from her low-cut blue camisole that strained to encompass her pregnant proportions. Black yoga pants clung to her legs as they were the pants she felt most comfortable in these days. She strained to reach the keyboard while typing in a new search query, her arms contorting around her bulbous stomach and enlarged bosom. She was thoroughly annoyed with her huge chest and inflated abdomen, wishing they were less of a hindra
I hate --I hate --2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I hate that I have nothing better to do than to make this list.
I hate how I'm going to make about 43578978 typos while writing this.
I hate how I'm too lazy to go back and fix said typos.
I hate that I don't have word office or whatever to correct my typos.
I hate that my computer crashes every other month.
I hate how I still don't use a flash drive to back my work up.
I hate that I had so many unfinished, near-completion pictures I lost because of said crash.
I hate how long it takes me to finish art trades.
I hate how people take shit so seriously.
I hate that I used to take shit so seriously.
I hate how people can take the -inte
The MLP Drinking GameTAKE A SHOT:The MLP Drinking Game2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
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 "Un
Accepting a drinkDoes this cloud-maned beauty seeAccepting a drink5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
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
Naruto Japanese DictionaryNaruto Japanese Dictionary8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
General Language Notes
1) Insults. Mostly, these come in the form of impolite pronouns. Words like kisama and yarou arent technically dirty names, theyre just very impolite. Occasionally, as is the case with school children, these can become as creative as most American insults, ranging from impugning a persons intelligence to impugning their direct genetic makeup.
2) Plurals. The only way of expressing plural (aside from using numbers) is with a special noun ending. The suffix -tachi is the polite way of doing this; it expresses a group of things. For instance, Bob-san
Why Poets DrinkChrist,Why Poets Drink4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
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
I Comfort MyselfWith a warm drink, whispering secrets to my own reflection.I Comfort Myself7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The struggles that plague me, though none may know,
Are only for the ears of my quiet mirror, who smiles
Softly, warmly and with care. He tells me, I'm fine
I've done well for now and soon I may finally rest.
Though the silence continues to press upon me,
Weighing upon my soul like an iron crate.
Still I find comfort in whispering secrets,
If only to my own reflection - holding a warm drink...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th October 2012
The MLP:FiM Drinking Game ver. 2.0from the quill of Butterscotch SundaeThe MLP:FiM Drinking Game ver. 2.01 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Warning: Always drink in moderation, unless you too want to turn into a middle-aged writer of MLP fanfiction! I suggest medium strength beer for the rules as they stand, although hardcore drinkers may opt for shots.
Drink = a sip, while Finish your drink means what it says!
Take a drink whenever:
- the opening or closing sequence plays
If you choose to skip either, you must finish your drink. Shame on you!
- somepony refers to 'friendship'
Additionally, you must say "Friendship is Magic!" or finish your drink
- anypony drinks something, even if it's just hotsauce
i'm choking.i am sitting with smoking nerves andi'm choking.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
frayed circuit wires, everything i don't
know knotting together for me to choke
if there is a door, i can't find it.
if there is an answer, i'm unaware.
instead i am falling to my knees and
crawling under the smoke, eyes watering
and knuckles bleeding. no closer to the end
than when i had begun.
if i had the courage, i'd crack open your ribs
and get the answer for myself. if i was brave,
i'd simply reach over and pinch the truth from
or i'd just tie my heart to the railroad tracks
and wait for you to save it. wait for you
to cradle it and whisper that the time for
unfinished drinksi took you in a glass.unfinished drinks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the rocks, and
you were cold against
i felt the need to punctuate
every statement in your
presence because your
presence left me feeling
chilled and unfinished,
waiting on the edge of
a table for someone
else to turn me over
and pour me down
some drain to
somewhere. where, i did
not care. i don't care.
i don't care and i don't
you could have your
face right next to a
gun going off, and the
blast in your ear
would never be anywhere
near as loud as the
screams i hear in my
half-empty glass head.
lonely tables are lonely.
empty glasses make
me cry because
Ludwig x Reader-Just One DrinkLudwig x ReaderLudwig x Reader-Just One Drink2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Just one Drink
Sargent Beilschmidt marched through the aisles of soldiers and inspected them head to toe.
"Vargas! There is a stain on your uniform! Give me five laps!" Sargent Beilschmidt ordered the auburn haired italian man.
"Bastard..." the soldier cursed under his breath.
"Talking back is unacceptable! One more crack like that and I'll have you kicked out of this division at the drop of a pin! Is that understood, maggot?"
"Yes sir." The Italian mumbled.
"I did not hear you, maggot!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Five laps starting now, private!" The soldier rolled his eyes as he turned and started hi