{Marvel Preferences}

21 || They're Drunk (2)

~Loki~

Give Loki a couple of spirits and watch him melt away into the biggest flirt you've ever seen. He'll be touching you constantly - a hand on your thigh or waist, fingers brushing delicately against your arm, lips pressed against your neck and shoulders, your bodies never more than a few inches apart. And the things he whispers, oh god. They're enough to make you weak in the knees, and lets be honest, they have. More than a few times, his silver tongue has landed you both in bed to end the night.

~Pietro~

You'd think it would be hard for Pietro to go faster than his normal sober top speed, wouldn't you?  But you'd find yourself very incorrect if that's what you thought. Get Pietro drunk, and theres no way for you to catch him. The man goes at a hundred miles an hour, his lips moving almost as fast as his legs as he zooms around the house, double fisting shots that you didn't even know he had. And inevitably, when he's worn himself out, he'll collapse on the first flat surface he finds - usually the floor or the sofa, and the moment his head hits the ground, he's out. The next morning usually involves some kind of clean-up - picking up fallen items, cleaning the kitchen and rearranging the disheveled furniture.

~Wanda~

Wanda is perhaps one of the most stable drunks you've ever had the pleasure to know. Instead of going wild and crazy, or flirty and charming, she instead, gets weirdly calm. Like, really calm. Her eyes droop a little, and she might zone out for a little, but if you didn't know her, you probably wouldn't be able to tell she was drunk. You've had entire conversations with her - some philosophical, some typical - that she doesn't remember in the slightest the next morning. It's the most profound experience when you show her the notes you made the previous night to remind her, and she looks at you with a puzzled but amused look on her face. To say the very least, your talks are certainly very interesting.

~T'Challa~

Oh T'Challa. That stoic, regal, confident king turns to putty in your hands after he's had a good night out. Like a kitten, he'll curl up to you, smiling his clearly drunken smile at you, and looking lovingly at you. He turns into a complete sap, slurring about how much he loves you, how happy he is that you're in his life, and if he has just one drink too many, all resemblance to the King is dashed. Not as abrasive as other drunks, he likes to sit, sip his drink and stay away from the rest of the party. And if it's just you two drinking, well, he certainly does a good job at expressing his love for you with more than just his words.

~Peter P~

Is anyone surprised that Peter has a pretty low tolerance to drinking? He's never gotten properly blackout before - he has much more control than that - but drunk him isn't too different from sober him. The one big difference though, is that he says what's on his mind. Anything and everything. Whether it's pointing to that very large pigeon over there, or telling you how pretty you look tonight, or just blurting out the random thoughts in his head, Peter's a wildcard. It's always entertaining to get drunk with Peter because you honestly never know what it is that he's going to say next. He's honestly one of the funnest people when he's drunk, because he's down for anything and up for everything.

~Peter Q~

It's not hard to convince Peter to drink. In fact, he needs almost no encouragement at all. Give him a drink and an hour later he's downing shots and picking a fight with everybody. Perhaps one of the least enjoyable drunks, it's easy to get Peter all riled up in a crowd. He'll be shouting, dancing, making bets, standing on tables, and doing a lot of other things he'll inevitably not remember. But that's only in crowds. When it's just the two of you, he's surprisingly soft. He's quiet, gentle and sentimental. Truth be told, you enjoy Peter much more when he's just with you.

~Stephen~

A drunk Stephen is hard to pin down. He's different every time.  Sometimes he's an absolute asshole, critiquing everything, drunkenly grumbling under his breath and stomping about like a grumpy child. When he's like that it's best to avoid him. But other times he's an absolute doll. He'll be happy and boyish, playing around with all the little trinkets he has around the Sanctorum, and happily letting you mess about as well.  It's hard not to like him when he's like that, especially since he's so talkative. He'll be running his mouth, spouting debates, gesturing wildly with his hands, and talking about the most useless things, like what the proper order of filling is in a hard-shell taco, or discussing why blue is a much better colour for your new couch than white. Stupid things, fun things that you don't always talk about.