Spider-man Drunk Novels & Stories

It was crazy cause trees were everywhere just that he was drunk. He stood on a rock and yelled whilst having his drink too....he had a knife on his hand just for safety....oh my God! 🥺😭 As he stood there he screamed "Fuuuuck! " and they all could hear that they laughed. He did a pee and decided to open up the kobalt trying to cut his pee....he was drunk!

His eyes were bloodshot and glaring right at her. He was drunk. She approached him, not too pleased, "You're drinkin', Yohan." He didn't say a word. He just gulped down his whisky and poured himself another. "You've just come off that long-ass medication. You ain't supposed to be guzzlin' so much alcohol." Her words didn't seem to have any effect on him. He just kept staring at her and kept on drinking. Feeling frustrated and powerless, Sara Owen snatched the glass from his hand. But he quickly grabbed her wrist tight, his eyes looking terrifying.

He looked genuinely confused so Sebastian erased his doubts. "You got drunk and I happened to... "Drunk?!" Dante exclaimed and Seb nodded. "I happened to be with you so I brought you here." Dante panicked. He knows he's always a mess whenever he gets drunk. He does the craziest things. Not to mention his increased libido when he's intoxicated. I couldn't have done anything to him right? Did I harass him in any way? He got embarrassed at the thought of him trying to get down with Sebastian.

“The other day you came back home drunk, what…” “Sorry to interrupt you, I didn’t come back home drunk. I have an active wolf so I can never be drunk. Drunkenness is for werewolves with weak wolves,” he bragged. “I was drugged at an event, I wasn’t drunk,” he added. “At an event or at the club?” I asked.

I stitched the wound closed and put his arm in a sling. We made it back home and I had Doc check the girls all out.. and Spider was told to take it easy a couple days and he should be fine. I was tired.. but feeling accomplished. I sat down at the VIP table with Venom.. and Maddox untied my boots.. pulling them off my feet.. I sighed so loud everyone chuckled. Spider.. feeling no pain.. on his third beer.. and his painkillers had kicked in.. He loudly slurred “Hey! Someone should take my boots off too!” I laughed and said “Yeah.. it ain’t gonna be Maddox.”

"You okay? You look pale." "Just tired. Long week." I forced a smile. "Let's go find Vanessa." The penthouse had been transformed into a superhero wonderland. Spider-Man decorations covered every surface. A massive balloon arch framed the entrance to the living room. Tables were laden with themed snacks…"web fluid" juice boxes, "power-up" pizza bites, cookies decorated like masks. And in the middle of it all, wearing a full Spider-Man costume complete with mask pushed up on his head, was Liam.

"She faints at the sight of blood. How could she possibly hold a scalpel?" As if to spite me, he deliberately drank a lot more alcohol. Marcus had never been much of a drinker, and after finishing an entire bottle, there was no way he could perform surgery tomorrow. Just then, my aunt, who was caring for my mom, called. "Claire, something terrible has happened. Your mother has gotten worse..." "Aunt Jane, wait for me. I'm coming right over..." Aunt Jane's crying made everything go blank. Marcus, despite all the alcohol, went pale too. He reached for me but lost his balance, crashing into Hannah instead. Their lips collided.

He threw it back at me but I dodged. “Ha!” I poked out a tongue. “Darcie. Come on, help me out.” “What is your problem anyway?” I tilt my head. “Are you Spiderman?” “Darcie. I'm having a fucking hangover. My head hurts like crazy. Come on, I know you're so smart you know how to handle everything.” “Oh, really?” I smiled and groaned. “Come on.. please.” “Beg. Say pretty please like a little girl.” I teased.

“OK, whoa.” Spider held up his hands. “Don’t yell at me, alright? I’ll explain everything, but keep your big, ass-kicking body over there.” “Fine,” Mac hissed. “I’m staying over here. For now.” “OK, well…” Spider looked at Mirrie cautiously. “Does he know what you were doing after you left him?” “You mean my drinking?” Spider nodded. “Yeah. He knows I relapsed for a year.”

A few hours later. I can't say I'm fully drunk; I'm a bit beyond tipsy, but I can still navigate. However, Elena is completely out of her mind drunk. We sway and dance unsteadily as we make our way to our rooms. I do my best to steady both Elena and myself as I pull her along to her room. Once inside her room, we collapse onto her bed. She turns away and starts laughing. "You're so drunk, Iron Man. I miss Diego, I hate Diego, I hate my mother, I hate everyone—except for Daddy."