Apparently in San Francisco in the nineties military personnel who weren't averse to a drunken hook up would use "Dude, i'm so wasted." as a code that let their gay drinking buddy know that they were up for some fun. I remember reading in an issue of attitude magazine that one clueless British author heard this and put his hot sailor drinking buddy to bed without jumping him, because he didn't know this code.
I want to see this happen to the Dragonborn, in a five and one fic, where he just keeps running into drunken manly nords who repeatedly emphasise how drunk they are, and curse when he undresses them and puts them to bed with a pitcher of water on the bedside table and a healing potion for the hangover.
Because of course our non Skyrim raised Nord/Breton/Redguard was raised somewhere like Cyrodiil or Hammerfell where they don't hide behind drunken codes and games.
I have this image in my head of a drunk Cosnach being the +1 who just straight up asks if the dragonborn wants to fuck, because he's that blunt, and almost never sober anyway, but it's up to anon.
M!DB I'm so wasted. 5+1
I want to see this happen to the Dragonborn, in a five and one fic, where he just keeps running into drunken manly nords who repeatedly emphasise how drunk they are, and curse when he undresses them and puts them to bed with a pitcher of water on the bedside table and a healing potion for the hangover.
Because of course our non Skyrim raised Nord/Breton/Redguard was raised somewhere like Cyrodiil or Hammerfell where they don't hide behind drunken codes and games.
I have this image in my head of a drunk Cosnach being the +1 who just straight up asks if the dragonborn wants to fuck, because he's that blunt, and almost never sober anyway, but it's up to anon.