#After Quitting Smoking

[canisalbus]

Wait, holdup. Are you telling me that modern AU Machete used to smoke? Can we have more information on this, please?

Although a cigarette between his fingers might fit his silhouette, I can't imagine Machete smoking. Isn't he a health and hygiene freak?

He started smoking as a sad and disillusioned teen, mostly because some of his mature and edgy friends smoked and he wanted to seem mature and edgy as well.

First and foremost it was a way to manage stress, it gave him an impression that he was at least somewhat in control of his nerves. He does have a lot of health/hygiene anxiety, but he tried to justify it to himself by claiming that since he's so diligent and careful about everything else, surely he can afford to have this one bad habit that he's already familiar with. He wasn't proud of it, he knew perfectly well how smoking was objectively harmful, but he's fairly skilled in keeping himself in denial about things he's unwilling to contemplate. Also he's an extremely routine oriented person and it really rustles his jimmies when his daily rituals and personal coping mechanisms are tampered with.

I think he finally managed to quit for good some time after getting together with Vasco. Mostly because he had to start thinking about himself and his life in a new light and it made him painfully self-conscious about the whole thing. He was worried about smelling off-putting, tired of not being able to keep up with him physically and just generally guilty and embarrassed about being potentially annoying and unpleasant to be around.

[cicada-candy]

WORSTIES I cherish them. </33

[darlingillustrations]

in other news, today is my THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of 100% quitting smoking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[naffeclipse]

I'm thinking of making Devil Eyes Officer Y/N a smoker, not like a chain smoker, but one who had previously smoked before joining the police academy and had quit, and then once inflicted with Eclipse's torment, turned back to smoking as an unhealthy coping mechanism (this would also include, of course, Eclipse's reaction to such a thing (he does not like it)), but, I'm afraid this will be a turnoff?? for readers?? so let me just ask

[fishareglorious]

what if marcus suddenly has a growth spurt and shoots up like a beanstalk on steroids to be tall enough to fit hofmann's coat

[vaguely-concerned]

I keep imagining lucanis getting an accidental faceful of arterial spray during a job that didn't go so much awry as just slightly awkwardly right at the end, and having to get hosed down outside before coming home to the lighthouse. emotionally I feel the cartoonish blood splatters of dragon ages past and lucanis' resulting deep sleep-deprived peevishness in this chili's tonight

[bug-slappy]

what do u think reigen smells like. i think he smells like mens deodorant and tobacco

i think that at work he has a really nice mens cologne that he wears, (not too expensive but not cheap) after all first impressions are very important. he feels professional when he wears it, like someone to be respected. like someone,, serizawa likes it and also feels a little intimidated when reigen walks by and he smells his nice cologne

i think the new office smells a little scentless and bright like spring flowers, and the old office smelled like tobacco and tiger-balm

i think naturally his home and casual clothes smell like a mix of different incense scents. he sort of smells like tiger balm, sea salt and hot pavement on a summer day (sweaty). if you stand near the balcony, it still smells faintly of cigarettes but its not as strong as it was since hes quit (and also scrubbed it clean when 10 year old mob said something "rude to say to grown ups, especially his mentor").

[funnelcloudd]

One of life’s greatest tragedies is that cigarettes are bad for you.

[infriga]

For some reason the Mob Psycho 100 fandom really likes to collectively forget that Reigen quit smoking after meeting Mob...

[z0r0z]

Modern AU: Sometimes weed can get you feeling a certain way, no matter where you are. After sharing a joint with you at a house party, Ace just can't help himself ♡

IM BACK! Finally posting another full fic, I haven't posted one this long since that Law fic and that feels like absolutely ages ago. I've had the idea for this one for a while but was hesitant to write it, after getting some support on it I decided to do it anyway. I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think ♡

Content: afab fem reader, intoxication (weed, some alcohol), pet names, teasing, kinda exhib, f*ngering, clitstim, piv, creampie, praise

Word count: 2709

‘Help me light this, babe.’

As you were sat on the couch in your boyfriend’s lap, back against his broad chest, he brought a neatly rolled joint delicately to your lips. His free hand fumbled around his pocket for a second as it searched for a lighter, before his muscular arm snaked beneath yours and rested on your chest. Fingers brushed your lips, and you parted them slightly, allowing Ace to place the joint between them as the scrape and flicker of the lighter rang through your hazy mind.

This house party had been winding down for a while, and what better way to end it than getting high? A smattering of drunken partygoers remained, some outside chatting, and others borderline passed out on the couch- in fact, you and Ace seemed to be the only people who were still conscious in this room. The effect of the drinks you’d had was fading by now but lingered just enough to leave you both feeling a little giddy.

As he brought the lighter to the tip of the joint you carefully sucked, dragging the flame through the paper and igniting the bud inside. You took a few generous tokes and inhaled deeply, turning your head back to cheekily blow the smoke into Ace’s face.

‘Damn.’ He murmured as he shifted to take a hit himself, his hand gripping around your fleshy hips and squeezing tight. ‘That was kinda really fucking hot.’ Everything that just happened sent signals straight to his dick. Anything could be sexy if it was you doing it, and the sweet taste of your lip gloss lingering on the roach had him feeling a certain way. He could get horny so easily sometimes, and his intoxicated mind couldn’t help but wander.

You smirked to yourself before playing the innocent act, shifting around in his lap and rubbing up against him in just the right way, feigning obliviousness as you gently reached for the spliff in his fingers. ‘Was it?’ You cooed, looking back to meet his gaze and taking a few more puffs. He watched on almost in a trance as you blew smoke from your tempting lips, and the sensation of his cock twitching beneath you rewarded your efforts.

As you tapped the thick ash into the tray he snatched the joint back, sighing as he smoked some more. He looked so hot right now, his heavy eyes and relaxed smile almost a blur in the smoke and diffused light. The way his masculine fingers gently held the joint, resting his head back as he released the smoke from his lips; you wanted him right now just as equally as he wanted you.

‘I know you know what you’re doing.’ He rested the smouldering spliff in the tray and his large hands grappled around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder. His black locks tickled against your skin, and his lips came closer to your ear. ‘Keep that up and I might just fuck you right here, princess.’ Those hands on your waist began to creep up your shirt, stopping just above your navel as he awaited your reaction.

‘I dare you. Bet you won’t.’ You giggled, playing into his competitive nature. Despite your brazen attitude your eyes darted around the room-everyone in here was practically unconscious, and it didn’t seem like the folks in the yard were coming inside anytime soon. Everyone’s fucked. No one will care anyway.

Your statement extricated a low growl from Ace, his restless hands seizing your breasts and kneading your soft flesh. ‘You’re just saying that ‘cos you know I will.’ His finger and thumb took your hardening nipples between them, rolling them beneath your shirt as you let out a quiet whine.

‘Mm. Perhaps.’ You mumbled, the weed taking effect and making every sensitive spot just that much more reactive than usual. As you easily grew lost in pleasure, lips trailed from your ear to your neck, leaving gentle bites and little kisses before hovering at the base and sucking hard on your skin.

He completed his mark with a firm bite and a soft kiss, the tip of his tongue swiping the length of your neck before his lips landed at your ear, teeth taking a tug at your lobe. ‘Dare accepted.’ He sordidly growled, squeezing your taut nipples hard and making you surprisedly squeak. Every sound he got out of you added fuel to the fire between his legs and you felt his cock grow beneath you, hardening as you released your feeble moans.

It was impossible to resist grinding against him, parting your legs slightly to allow friction against your needy sex. Somatic grunts buzzed from Ace’s chest as you rubbed up against him, still delightfully lost in the way his fingers worked your breasts. You turned back and your eyes locked for a split second before you were crashing into a sloppy kiss, raising your hand to rest it on his sharp jaw.

Your lips moved perfectly in sync, so familiar with each other, and you allowed yours to slip open to permit his wandering tongue entry. He had the lingering earthy flavour of weed in his mouth, and it combined with your fruity lip gloss to create a surprisingly enjoyable taste. One of his hands slid down your body, finding its way beneath your short skirt as the other stayed focused on your breast. It palmed your needy heat through your panties, and you released a desperate whimper.

He broke the kiss to speak, resting his forehead against yours, ‘You’re so wet for me, princess.’ His finger delicately traced lines across your slit, sending flutters through your sensitised pussy. Every sensation felt that much more intense when you were crossfaded like this, and you knew that was the case for him too, grazing your plush ass up and down his erection, listening carefully to his subtle, low groans. A single digit homed in on your covered clit, making firm circles over the sensitive spot. The little moans you were making earlier grew more raucous, a sharp inhale slipping as he worked your pussy. Even through your panties his touch could effortlessly send pleasurable waves through your core.

‘God, you’re so fucking sensitive.’ He practically sang with strung out lust, fuelled by the desire to witness just how sensitive you truly were, ‘Take these off for me, cutie.’ His fingers adjusted to play with your panty line and his soft lips returned to your neck, releasing a muffled groan. The slutty nature of having you willingly remove your own panties with all these people around was a delectably lewd concept to him. You shifted to slide your sodden panties down your legs and a watery string of arousal followed, trailing your inner thigh and rendering you a sticky, wet mess.

When they slipped over your feet you held the undergarment in your hand, but not for long before Ace lazily plucked them from your grip. He admired them for a second, how absolutely drenched they were, before scrunching them up and uncaringly tossing them aside.

‘Those are gonna be a fun surprise for… whoever it is that lives here.’ He uttered nonchalantly, not allowing you a second to think before grappling a bulky hand around your knee, spreading your leg up and open. If anyone woke up or walked in here, they’d be totally unable to miss your glistening, sopping pussy, spread wide and entirely on display. They’d also see Ace’s other hand snaking to your wet heat, index finger targeting your engorged clit with careful, tight circles.

You threw your head back against his shoulder as lurid mewls slipped from your lips, soon muffled by another turbulent kiss. Your clit was so sensitised now that you were stoned, and his lazy yet precise movements sent a quivering surge through your body. As he increased the pressure you began to jitter in his lap, and you felt the tempting size of his cock as it twitched against your ass, prodding you through his trousers.

‘Mhn… Ace.’ You heatedly whimpered through the kiss, needily bucking your hips against his now dewy fingers. A wet spot on his pants grew where you sat as your warm arousal pooled beneath you. ‘More…’

Your eyes opened, meeting the satisfied smirk that grew across his freckled face. Two thick fingers carefully slipped into your eager hole, slowly reaching their base as you sucked them in with ease. ‘Fuck, look how well you took those, princess.’ He unrestrainedly groaned, utterly pleased with how unashamedly turned on you were.

As you looked down his broad fingers began to rhythmically pump in and out of you, exacerbating the soused mess between your legs. His thumb focused to your swollen clit and you suddenly moaned as his touch surged through your body. With every curl of his fingers, he massaged the sweet spot- he knew exactly where your buttons were and just the right way to press them to have you begging for more. Your body rocked into his fingers, keeping up with their rhythm as he quickened the motion until you could only tremble in his lap.

Just his fingers felt so good, and your unchaste mind desired something bigger. His fingers fucked into you so easily and you both knew you were ready for more, but Ace liked to indulge himself; he loved to tease and always found immense enjoyment in toying with you first. A familiar fuzzy feeling built in your abdomen, and you grew close to your release, your high and heated state making it almost impossible to hold it back as you chased your orgasm on his hand.

‘Not so fast, babe.’ He purred against your ear, warm breath tickling your sensitised skin. The recognisable clench and twitch of your pussy around his skilled digits, the heightening moans that you grew unable to hold back, it all told him that you were about to cum, and he abruptly slid them out. ‘If you’re gonna cum, I’ll fuck it out of you.’

As his hands left you, you instinctively whined at their absence. They shifted below you and you raised your body slightly, allowing him access to his zipper. When he unfastened the closure he tugged his pants down just enough to release his throbbing member, it fatedly slapping against your ass as it sprang free. Brawny hands made their way back to your body, settling at your waist before lifting you up, sedulously placing your needy entrance over his engorged tip as a heated groan rumbled from his chest.

His head from behind came to rest his chin on your shoulder again, soft hair caressing your ear as he left ticklish, besotted kisses in the crook of your neck. Though you tried desperately to move your body, to finally have his cock inside you, his strong hands kept you held in place, teasing your pussy with only a centimetre of his tip. He wanted to fuck you so bad, but the urge to tease was unwavering despite his hazed state.

‘Be patient, princess.’ He whispered in your ear, allowing your body to sink onto his cock at an achingly slow rate, inch by inch. Even like this he still had the willpower to be a teasing bastard. It felt like you were going insane as his thick cock stretched you open at an absolute snail’s pace; you’d say or do anything right now if it meant he’d fuck you properly.

‘Just fuck me!’ The words slipped from your lips louder than you had intended and you covered your disobedient mouth with your hand. Your vision flitted around the room, checking in on the hopefully still unconscious partygoers who remained nearby. It was a good thing you covered your mouth, because with your declaration he let your body drop and his hips jutted, slamming his entire length into you as a muffled, relieved cry buzzed into your hand. His hands gripped your thighs, fingers dipping into your soft flesh as he thrusted up into you with deep grunts.

‘Couldn’t say no to you, cutie.’ He murmured breathily against your neck as you fell back against his sculpted chest. You reached back to grab his shoulder, supporting yourself as you bounced on his cock. His hand went wandering once again and lifted your shirt up high, fully exposing your tits before taking a rough handful of one. ‘You look so fucking pretty right now, you know that?’

You could only mumble some incoherent babble as your mind went completely blank, focused only on how his dick caressed your sensitive insides. Your legs were trying to cave as pleasure radiated through your body, muscles already weakened by the weed, and you grappled the arm of the couch as you shakily tried to keep up with his pace. He steadily pounded up into you, allowing you to take him whole with every thrust, your plump ass colliding against his pelvis each time.

‘Such a fuckin’ good girl.’ He cooed through heavy breaths, praising your effort to keep bouncing on his dick despite your weakening body. His hand slinked from your breast back to your hips, taking a firm grip and alleviating you from some of your struggle, strong hands lifting you up and down his reddened member. Fingers dug into your squishy flesh, surely hard enough to leave a bruise later, alongside the trail of pinkish marks on your neck.

Your juices puddled at the base of his cock as you lazily rode him. A wet, lurid squelch resonated around the room between your muffled mewls as you peered through your blurred eyelids, seeking assurance that no one had been awoken by the indecent sounds. It was a truly explicit scene, your bare breasts exposed as you sat atop of your boyfriend, letting him fuck you in someone else’s living room without a care for potential witnesses- Ace had even left your sodden underwear somewhere as a ‘thank you’ gift.

‘Aaace…’ You moaned through your hand, finding a final burst of energy as you approached your orgasm, riding him at a quickening pace as your sopping pussy clenched around him. Your legs began to twitch, shocks travelling through your spine as his cock perfectly brushed your g-spot with every thrust.

‘Let it all out, princess.’ He purred through unrestrained grunts. His words drove you over the edge and the fuzzy feeling that had been building in your core exploded, rushing through your whole body. You jittered and writhed, your high state making you cum that much harder than usual. The clench of your pussy as it continued to engulf his throbbing member, almost milking his cock, was a heavenly sensation, and a masculine moan rumbled from his lips. ‘Just like that.’

Symphonic moans buzzed into your hand, your hips bucking against him as you came on his dick. He soon followed, ushered by your reactions and the way your warm insides clenched around him, his member pulsating inside you before releasing his hot seed. His grip on your hips weakened, arms shifting to wrap around your waist and pulling you close against him as your juices lewdly combined, your bodies still attached as his twitching cock remained inside you.

The two of you caught your breath for a moment despite the imminent threat of being caught. His head rested in the crook of your neck and his warm breath caressing your skin brought your mind back down to earth, hastily pulling your shirt over your exposed breasts as though you weren’t still sitting on top of his dick in a pool of cum.

‘How are we gonna clean this up?’ You concernedly asked, looking back at him and being greeted by his blissful expression as his broad chest rose with heavy breaths.

‘I don’t know babe.’ Half-lidded eyes met your gaze and his hand reached for the nearby ashtray, picking up the joint that’d triggered this whole event, somehow still smouldering. He took an unbothered hit of it, blowing the smoke upwards from his lips before bringing the spliff to yours, letting you take a few puffs. A cocky grin grew across his face as he placed an affectionate kiss on your cheek, ‘You’ll just have to lick it all up for me.’

[xxwitchywhisperxx]

Okay I lied- I’m caving- here have more of them.

Modern AU Rodrigue x Morgana

[543634]

maybe i should start smoking again

[bonkalore]

5 years stuck in a soul box, huh?

[lowestechelonabomination]

woaw hey girl you look like you jsut eated 5 packs of cigarettes and smoked 3 cants of beer and stuff yuor pillow with broken glass every nighgt when going to sleep at 4 am. i am in love witgh your eyebags and pathetic disposition and messy hair and depth of living can you pleaese flatten and dry me between the pages of one of thoes niche books you colletct but never read and then frame me on your wall I thhink I would match your esoteric posters and disorganed cd collection really well. you won't get rare art like this anyhwere else so just consider it okay? thanks

[gotham-response]

Day 3 of the city-wide recall on all hygiene products (it's the classic Willy Wonka scenario, except the chocolate bars are toiletries and the golden tickets are joker toxin). I have become completely desensitized to body odor, but my acne's never been worse

[yourmanz-sodapop]

BTS reaction to BF smoking after quitting

Top! Dom! Male reader

Warnings: Mentions of drugs and smoking

Jin:

Jin and you have been dating for six months. Six months he worked hard to get you to drop that nasty habit of smoking all the time.

Here you are both at a party. He’s been eyeing you like a hawk ever since your friend showed up. It wasn’t a secret that he was the one that enabled you to begin with. From across the room Jin watches as you and your small group walk out to the terrace. 

He trusted you, of course he did but he didn’t trust your friend. When he stepped out to check on you, it really shouldn’t have come as a big surprise that he found you laughing with a lit cigarette in your hand. The laughter quickly died down when your group noticed his serious face.

“Seriously m/n?”

You couldn’t help but feel guilty, you had promised him you’d stop. Quickly putting out the cigarette you followed him back inside and out the front door. The car ride was silent with him looking out the window the whole time.

“I only had one”

“That doesn’t make it better”

“I know, I’m so sorry baby, I know I said I’d stop but everyone was teasing me and,... I couldn’t help myself”

You could see the disappointment in his eyes, but also the understanding in them. He listened to you, he knew it was a habit to break.

“Just promise me you’ll try”

“I will, you know I will”

Yoongi:

As laid back and chill Yoongi was, he absolutely hated it when you smoked. When he met you all those years ago you were a lot worse, it took years for you to be able to even resist the need to smoke at least once a day but you got there. 

So when he sees the video your friend posted of you smoking he was frustrated to say the least. When you got home late at night after said friend's birthday party, he was there, very much awake, with a frown sitting on the couch looking at you. You couldn’t tell if he was sad or mad.

“What's wrong, love?”

He pulls out his phone and shows you the video. All you can do is look up at the ceiling, not being able to stop the sigh passing your lips.

“Anything to say?”

“I’m sorry. Really I am”

“You should be. Please take better care of yourself.”

“I will, I promise I will”

As you lean in for a kiss he places his hand on your mouth and walks around you heading towards your shared bedroom. 

“Go shower and throw those clothes away. You're sleeping on the couch.”

Hoseok:

As soon as he walked into your home he could smell the smoke. He knew even after quitting you had a bad habit of smoking one when you had a bad day. He tried to be supportive he really did but he couldn’t help but feel as if every time you took a step forward into getting healthier something always got in the way.

He walks into your office to see you looking out the window huffing out a puff of smoke. 

As soon as he closed the door you turned around with an apologetic look on your face.

“Are you going to put it out or not?”

“Yea”

He wraps his around you from behind, head pressed against your back, his heart breaking from knowing that you’re not able to resist this habit. He just wants you to be healthy. He wants a future with you where cigarettes aren’t a constant in your life. 

Namjoon:

When Namjoon and you met everyone warned him about you. You smoked, you drank, pretty safe bet to say his friends and family weren’t exactly pleased when he continued to hang out with you. 

Then when you two started to date he made you quit smoking and you were doing so great, two years without smoking. Which is why he was completely devastated when at a family reunion he caught you smoking with your brothers. 

Just one look at your face and he knew you felt bad about it. Guilty that you broke your promise. He nodded his head towards the door and walked away whilst you put out your cigar.

“I know what you’re going to say, and all I can say is I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help it not tonight.”

“As long as you know there’s a problem.”

He knew why you smoked, he knew who was at fault for it. You were just looking for an escape and being back at your old house that he knew inspired nothing but bad memories for you he understood why you had done it. It did nothing to stop the disappointment he felt but he understood where you were coming from. 

He loves you, he adores you. It’s why he fought so much to get you to stop smoking. It’s why he stayed even when you lost your patience with him and walked out. He knew you loved him just as much, why else did you go back to him each and every time apologizing to him. He knows you’ll make a bigger effort to prove to him and yourself you can truly quit. And he knows he’ll be there every step of the way.

Jimin:

Jimin has tried everything, he has taken you to therapy, he has bought you patches, he’s done everything you can think of to try to break your habit, and he did, for a year going on two, you were both at a club with the other and your ex just happened to be there. 

Your ex who was the worst influence on you, he knew she did hard core drugs, she didn’t exactly try to hide it. He also knew that she has some type of obsession with you and hated him.

He took his eyes off you to use the bathroom and all of a sudden your missing, and surprise surprise so is your ex. He truly dislikes her. He knew where you were, outside probably with a cigarette in your mouth thanks to her.

No surprise there, when he walked into the smoking room and saw you in a booth breathing in the cigarette. He never understood how it is that you liked it. It smells horrible and he can only imagine it tastes horrible as well.

The smile on your face is wiped clean off as soon as you see him standing by the door, immediately putting the cigarette out and walking over to him. No words need to be said. He just grabs your hand and walks out letting the others know that you guys are leaving for the night. And yes you do sleep on the couch that night, after brushing and washing your mouth over and over again.

Taehyung:

He can just feel his heart break when Jungkook tells him he saw you smoking outside a convenience store. The night before you said you had to work late. Now he knows not only did you lie about working, but you also broke your clean record of one year.

He knows Jungkook wouldn’t lie to him about it, especially since the first thing you did when you got back was rinse your mouth out with mouthwash, and how you took an hour long shower. 

He knows it’s hard, but he really had hoped you would remain on that clean record. It’s ok it was only one time, right?

When he got home that night you were in your shared bedroom watching a movie. Your pants on the floor, he could see the box of cigarettes sticking out from the pocket. When he stands from picking it up he sees two cigarettes left. By then you had paused the movie and sat up on the bed to look at him.

“You were doing so good baby, what happened?”

He couldn’t stop the tears escaping his eyes, it just hurt so much to see you like this, he could see the disappointment in your eyes. The disappointment of letting yourself down. Having broken one of your goals after having reached it not so long ago. It’s ok though you’ll get there again. He knows you will, you don’t give up easily. 

Jungkook:

Jungkook was cleaning out the closet, getting rid of boxes neither of you needed, donating some things, burning others, as he was cleaning he knocked over an old shoe box of yours and out come stumbling two entire packs of cigars. Almost new one was missing, and you were in your office.  If there's one thing Jungkook hates, it’s secrets between the two of you. He would’ve wanted you to tell him and he would’ve helped you with the urges, but no you had to hide it. 

He didn’t knock, he just slammed the door open and walked straight to you.

“What is this? And don’t say they’re old, the receipt was in the shoebox.”

Yes, he was mad. You made a promise to him and to yourself that you would stop. It’s more than just the cigars and you smoking. It’s about the trust he put in you, to be honest and the fact that you didn’t trust him enough to tell him about your struggles.

He does feel frustrated and he knows you do too, but he wants you to put in the effort to actually get better. You were clean for four years, so what changed?

All he knows is that he hates losing at anything, this has been a challenge since you both started dating and he was not about to lose, he was going to get you to stop smoking permanently.