It’s Saturday night and I’m drunk so I want you all to know my wife and I sing cheesy love poems to each other to the tune of we are the crystal gems but we always end with and Steven because that’s how you have to end the song at only right and doing
Tag: alcohol cw
So a butch and a femme walk into a bar
Sometimes, even the most dutiful soldiers dream of the impossible
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“Sometimes I think we should just.” Mina took a long drink. “Just hop in your car and leave it all behind.”
“Blaze away like outlaws?” Haruka laughed, and wasn’t quite drunk enough not to feel the strain on her bruised ribs.
Mina sloshed her drink around her bottle in a circle. She had a way of making beer look glamorous, if sometimes also tragic.
“You know who I was before all this? Who I could have been? Could still be if we just–” she gestured widely into the ether. “Don’t we deserve our lives? Our happiness?”
Haruka took a deep drink. “Let’s do it. Jet off at first light, not tell a soul.”
“You’ll do freelance mechanic work at truck stops to keep us going.”
“You’ll pickpocket the truckers and I’ll pretend not to notice where our money really comes from.”
Mina laughed, big and wild. “You’ve gotten too smart. This whole thing is ruining you.”
“We’ll have time to undo it. A simple life will make me simple.”
“We’ll never do any of this,” she indicated their bandages, “again. We’ll never fight, except for your stupid ego, we’ll never deal with damn premonitions of doom. Our future will be ours to make.” She hiccuped. “We won’t have duty, or destiny, or– or /her/.” Mina shook, but not from hiccups. “We won’t have a princess, we won’t have to protect her.” The tears started, big gobby tears that ate their way down her checks. “We won’t have stupid beautiful Usagi, or Rei breathing down our necks, or Mako throwing herself in dangers way, or, or, or any of it.” She wrapped her arms around herself. Haruka pulled her head onto her shoulder and let the tears soak through her shirt. “We’ll be free,” Mina sobbed. “All we have to do is leave.”
“We’ll be free,” Haruka whispered as gentle as she could this tipsy. “We’ll leave in the morning. First thing.”
She rubbed Mina’s back as she cried, offering empty promises until they both fell asleep on the couch.
“So much of the time,” Michiru
whispered, “I feel like it’s all a mistake.”
Rei froze with champagne still on
her tongue. Haruka was at her Bachelorette party as they spoke, undoubtedly
blubbering to Mina and Mako and anyone who’d listen about how happy she was to
be marrying Michiru. And here Michiru was, with the slight flush of tipsy in
her cheeks, confessing this to Rei.
Mina was going to kill someone if she found out.
Rei swallowed hard and poured
Michiru another glass, aiming now to get Michiru properly drunk so that she
might forget what she’d said by morning. “You do?”
“It has to be.” Michiru drank
deeply. Her eyes avoided Rei’s, and Rei knew this had to be the raw truth. “There’s
no way we’re meant to be together.”
“Don’t you think-“
Michiru shook her head. “It’s a
mistake. The universe, God, whatever it is that pulls the strings, made a
mistake.” She poured herself a glass this time.
Rei knitted her hands together
tight and waited.
“Our miserable destiny caused a
hiccup, maybe. Haruka’s path got diverted from whoever she was really meant
for.” She drank again. Her eyes were glassy. Rei had never seen her cry. “She’s
too good for me, you know that.”
Rei held back a sigh of relief,
but couldn’t keep her posture from softening. “I don’t think that’s true.”
Michiru gave the smallest of
snorts. “Please. She ought to have found someone good and pure and noble,
someone whole and unbroken.” She ran her finger around the rim of her glass,
the soft siren song of it breaking through the quiet. “If I were better I’d let
her go, Rei.”
“Michiru…”
A tear finally broke free from the
well in her eye. “The universe made a mistake in giving her to me. But I’d
destroy it all before I let it take her back.”
It had been an unspoken rule in
all their friendship that touch was frivolous, but when Rei put her hand on
Michiru’s now she didn’t pull away. “She loves you.” It was all she could think
of to say. “That’s all that matters.”
Guys I was out with friends tonight and had a bit to drink and j just want you to know the world is so so beautiful and I love it and you so so so so much
You know I always have a hard time imagining Reinako getting married/having a wedding, but I can definitely see them as the sort to go to Vegas or wherever, wake up hitched, and decide, eh, might as well stay married.
There is a video, because of course they can’t get married by an Elvis impersonator without someone (our enthusiastic and very drunk Haruka probably) recording it on their shitty phone camera. Mina is ECSTATIC to see that the amount of alcohol she’d consumed did not hinder her ability to seize the circumstances and have her wedding vows to Rei be “You’re my hunk of burning love”
(Rei is too busy being mortified that her own drunken vows contained some REAL EMOTION AND FEELINGS to be appropriately mad)
backat-itagain replied to your post “A GIRL DANCED WITH ME”
You forgot to mention your roommate rocks on the dance floor? Excuse me
I’M SO SORRY KARLA. Everyone please note that my roomate is a really good dancer and a girl came up and complimented her and some sailors were checking her out (there were sailors there one was really hot in that older woman way) AND I TOTALLY ONLY GOT APPROACHED BECAUSE SHE BACKED OFF. I initially thought the girl who danced with me was looking to dance with her.
To be fair I also didn’t mention backpack girl– there was a girl with glasses and a backpack and a glass of red wine who I thought was REALLY cute but she wasn’t really dancing and then she LEFT before I could get drunk or brave enough to approach her.
A GIRL DANCED WITH ME
MOstly people assumed my roommate and I were an item, but then right before we’d planned to leave a girl just. started dancing with me?? She asked for my name and shit and was. Very dancing with me. She took my hand once. !!!!!! AND I AM NOT A GREAT DANCER I AM. SO VERY WHITE AND A DORK. SO IF SHE WANTED TO DANCE WITH ME SHE MUST HAVE THOUGHT I WAS CUTE WHICH IS AMAZE.
I had a GREAT time even besides that though, I’m normally not one for like, dancey bars but a dancey lesbian bar is GREAT. WOMEN ARE GREAT.
OKAY I THINK I’M GONNA TRY GOING TO A LESBIAN BAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY. My roommate and I have been meaning to try going to one like… forever.
It’ll probably mostly involve me clutching a jack n’ coke and very pointedly not flirting with anyone, BUT IT COULD BE FUN ANYWAY
How about a prompt? “You’re an ass.” “It’s Uranus actually.”
I MIGHT DO A BETTER VERSION OF THIS SOMETIME WHEN I AM CAPABLE. It’s tweaked a bit because there was more pun potential and I’m in no state to resist
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“You really suck, you know?” Haruka said when Seiya came to
the bar when her band’s set had finished.
“Go home, Tennoh, you’re drunk.”
“I gotta be to sit through your music.”
Seiya ordered two shots right off. “You don’t have to come,
you know.”
“This was my bar long before you brats showed up with your
ponytails.”
“Wow, Tennoh, hair digs? I’d say alcohol has weakened your
insults, but I don’t trust you to do better sober.”
“You’re an ass, Kou.”
“Uranus, actually. Ur-an-ass.” Seiya laughed. “See, you’ve
really gotta make your enemy the butt of your joke.”
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