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Um, It's Kind of a Lot…

Or: Lukey's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Or: Have you considered a supervillain au?

Read on AO3!!! (It's 5k words lol, you might be better off reading it there.)

The Pangolin's design is officially inspired by @imhyperfixatingrn's art!

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When Lukey steps out of the coffee shop to take his break and he’s immediately met with a gun to the face, all he can do is sigh because, somehow, being held at gunpoint is not the worst thing that’s happened to him in recent memory.

He still has his apron on, and his cellphone is in his hand with his thumb hovering over Newt’s contact (he’s still working out how to actually call people, but at least he knows where the contact list is!) His fingertips are stained brown from coffee grounds, and flour is practically caked onto his right cheek after a mishap with the electric mixer earlier in his shift.

Lukey, these days, is a barista, and a shitty one at that. He’s better with the baking, but the kitchen’s electric oven still gives him problems even after four entire shifts trying to learn it. He does the math in his head when someone tries paying in cash, and he has to fight with the cash register to get their change out without having to put their order into it.

He is a barista. He is twenty-one years old, and he is a community college student, and he is a barista.

“Hands up,” his assailant barks, voice hardly muffled by the black bandana tied around the bottom half of their face, “scientist. And drop the phone.”

Slowly, Lukey lowers himself to the ground. He raises one hand, keeping eye contact with his attacker, and he uses the other to turn his phone off and place it gently on the pavement.

And then the bastard slams the heel of their combat boot right into the screen, shattering it into a thousand pieces.

Lukey looks up at them in horror. “Ex-cuse me? Do you know how expensive those things are?”

He knows. He was there when Newt bought it for him, and his eyes just about fell out of his head when he saw the price tag.

The gun is pointed at the top of his head in response, cold steel digging into his scalp; he shivers and raises his other hand and shuts the fuck up.

“Don’t say a word,” his, what, kidnapper(?) snaps, “stand up, and follow me.”

Lukey nods shallowly.

They’re in the shady, smelly back alley between the coffee shop and the CBD store behind it, alone. Nobody would even hear if he screamed.

So he stands, hands firmly raised in the air.

Lukey, somehow, is a barista. He doesn’t know how to make anything fancier than a black coffee, but he can bake a mean croissant.

But he nods his head again in acknowledgement as his kidnapper orders, “Move, scientist. There’s a car that way.”

They put the gun against the small of Lukey’s back and push him to the left towards the mouth of the alley near the neighborhood drugstore.

And so Lukey walks, hands up and face flat. This isn’t his first kidnapping (he thinks), he knows the drill.

There’s a black van parked in front of the drugstore with someone leaning against the outside of it holding an honest-to-God whip in their hand; as Lukey approaches, the whip cracks and ends up tied around one of Lukey’s wrists.

“Scientist,” Whip lowly says. “Nice of you to join us.”

They yank their whip, pulling him a few stumbled steps closer.

He smiles as placidly as he can. “Of course! Anything for a fan.”

Whip laughs. Gun shows their amusement by slamming the butt of their pistol into the base of Lukey’s skull.

He falls forward right into Whip’s arms, and the world goes dark.

-

(Pangi orders a croissant and takes a seat with it while he waits for Ros and Aimsey. The guy behind the counter- almost as pale as the flour stuck to his face- steps out back to go on his break.

The croissant is good.

The guy who supposedly made it doesn’t come back from his break.

A black van speeds down the road outside.

Pangi's phone dings, and he checks it.

With a sigh, he grabs his backpack from the chair next to him and stands.)

-

Cold.

Once upon a time, Lukey used to like the cold. The cold meant snow, and snow meant snowball fights with Newt and hot cocoa from the nice old lady from the flower shop. He used to try and catch snowflakes and put them under his (stolen) microscope to spot the differences.

Now, though, Lukey’s wavering consciousness tells him that he’s somewhere cold, and he almost wishes he was actually fucking dead, actually, instead of awake and blindfolded and tied to what feels like the world’s most uncomfortable metal folding chair.

Even with his eyes closed from the blindfold, the world is spinning around him. His stomach is in knots, there’s bile in his throat, he’s sweating despite the cold- concussion, almost definitely, which is fine. He’s gotten over concussions before, nothing new there.

Lukey grimaces down a wave of nausea. The concussion might not be a new experience, but that doesn’t mean it’s a pleasant one.

Okay, he thinks, take stock.

Blindfolded, but he isn’t gagged. His hands are tied behind the chair’s back, but they haven’t been tied long enough to go numb; he wiggles his fingers one after another, and they all cooperate well enough. Each ankle is tied to one of the chair’s front legs. Restraints are rough against his wrists- rope?

Wherever he’s been taken is quiet save for his own breathing and a faint rumbling. It smells of metal and, comfortably enough, blood.

Scientist, his kidnappers had called him. Hah! He wishes!

His memory is foggier than it used to be, but he remembers being handcuffed the last time he was kidnapped. So, really, these guys are a downgrade.

But. It’s cold.

Lukey bites his lip and huffs a tense breath out of his nose. He is fine. He’s fine, and he’ll be back at work, and he won’t even get fired for disappearing before end of his shift; he’s only met his manager once, but Bad seemed nice enough, he would probably excuse a kidnapping and just schedule Lukey for an extra shift over the weekend, it’ll be fine.

-

It isn’t fine.

By the time the kidnappers stomp their way into the room, Lukey’s hands and feet are all numb and his brain feels like it’s melting out of his ears. His teeth are chattering. He’s one bad memory away from a panic attack, and the horrible cold feeling in his bones is not helping any.

Still, he tries to sit up straight as the heavier of the two pairs of footsteps approach him- Gun was bigger, it’s probably them.

And, indeed, it is, because they laugh lowly and say, “Well, well. Looks like the scientist is a little chilly.”

Whip adds, “Poor guy’s nose is blue!”

Lukey’s nose sure feels blue. It’s so numb that he can only imagine that it’s already fallen off him from frostbite.

“Heh,” says the wise gunman.

And then, suddenly, there is light as Lukey’s blindfold is ripped off.

He instinctively flinches back and cringes into himself, a near-perfect recreation of his performance a week prior. This time, however, he makes a point of keeping his eyes open, even if it makes his head pound and his stomach coil in upset.

The walls are metallic and covered in frost. Slabs of meat hang from the ceiling from hooks, and cardboard boxes labeled with various vegetables are scattered about. There’s one door, and Lukey is looking directly at it; between him and it, though, are his two kidnappers.

Whip has taken their makeshift mask off, revealing… an absolute nobody, the most white bread-looking person Lukey has ever seen. Their whip is on their belt, rolled up, and they themselves are leaned against the door casually with their arms crossed.

Gun is still masked up, and their gun is still drawn.

Lukey looks at the gun.

The gun levels itself neatly with Lukey’s jugular.

Gun tilts their head, eyes squinting in amusement. “Alright, scientist, don’t look so scared yet. You aren’t gonna die.”

“Yeah!” Whip agrees. “We need your help!”

Lukey blinks. “Excuse me?”

Whip beams. “That’s right, scientist. We’ve heard aaaalll about you.”

God, they say ‘scientist’ like it’s a slur.

Lukey blinks again; there are spots in his vision, and they’re dancing.

“Ahm,” he tactfully says. “What have you he-”

His voice cracks.

He coughs and tries again: “What have you heard, exactly?”

(Step one of the scientific method: posit a question.)

Whip’s smile flickers like a dying lightbulb, their shoulders tightening minutely.

Gun’s aim wavers slightly, their grip on their weapon going white-knuckle.

(Step two: search for background information. Research.)

“Turn him around,” Whip orders.

Gun does as they’re told and grabs the back of Lukey’s chair with their free hand, elbowing him in the nose as they roughly jerk the chair onto its back legs and spin it 180 degrees.

Lukey’s stomach churns from the sudden motion; it’s enough to make him swallow his own vomit, ough.

The feeling doesn’t subside as the chair goes level again and he finds himself just a few short feet away from a corpse laid out on a plastic folding table.

Gun’s hand moves from the chair’s back to Lukey’s shoulder; it squeezes tightly, nails digging in like dull knives.

“Oh,” Lukey says.

The corpse’s skin is as white as the frost gathered on its clothes. Its eyes are closed, and its hands are clasped across its chest like a prayer.

There’s a big hole blown in the side of its head, and Lukey knows fire damage when he sees it.

“The Red got him,” Gun quietly says.

Lukey swallows. “I’m sorry. But I can’t-”

The gun presses against his temple; somehow, it’s almost warm.

“Nah,” Gun interrupts, “you can, scientist. We’ve heard all about your dad’s little experiments.”

“The Corruption,” Whip elaborates. “Dr. Lucas Teevee learned how to harness its power and control it.”

The Corruption…? What in the…

Gun snatches Lukey’s head by the hair and turns it harshly to the right, where one singular cardboard box sits on the floor. Just one box, small and taped shut with just one tiny piece of masking tape across its middle seam.

The gun shakes against Lukey’s head.

Gun breathes out ragged, says, “We read your dad’s journals. In the library. They say the Corruption can bring the dead back to life.”

That’s when Lukey notices the faint purple stain to the box’s corners.

He jumps in his seat as the box suddenly rattles and skitters an inch or two across the floor towards him.

For whatever reason, he suddenly feels faint. Maybe it’s the concussion. Maybe it’s the lore dump- who do they think he is?

(Step three of the scientific method: construct a hypothesis.)

“If my…” Lukey licks his dry, chapped lips nervously, lets out a breath, “…father is the Corruption expert, just get him to help you. I’m not a scientist. I’m-”

He shuts up as the gun’s safety clicks off.

He swallows, nods.

“Your dad is M-I-A,” Whip explains. “But we have it on good authority that you’re just as good as he is. So here’s the deal, scientist. You use the Corruption in that box to bring our friend back to life, and you get to go free.”

“If you don’t,” Gun continues, “we’ll end the family bloodline right here.”

(Step four: experiment.)

Lukey’s dad died in a house fire in 1974.

The Corruption was called ‘Substance A-7-1’ when he last played with it. Epsilon called it ‘that fucking sludge’. Newt preferred never to speak of it at all.

Lukey is a community college student and a barista with a concussion and a gun to his head. He’s two seconds away from passing out, his hands are numb, he’s about to throw up all over himself and this stupid corpse in front of him, he’s twenty one, and he’s fucking cold.

So, naturally, he bites back a sob, tilts his head back, and offers his kidnappers a weak smile instead.

“I’ll do my best,” he promises. “But I’ll need my hands freed.”

He thinks he has frostbite. He tries to do jazz hands, anyway.

“And some gloves and a scalpel,” he quickly adds. “If that’s not too much trouble?”

He tries to look scared and adorable, which is easy enough to do when he’s one wrong word away from a bullet to the brain. He even bats his eyelashes (it always works on Newt, so it’s worth a try.)

Gun narrows their eyes.

Lukey politely asks, “Please? I can’t get into the lungs without one.”

(He isn’t getting into the lungs to begin with, but they don’t need to know that.)

“Oh,” Whip huffs, “just get him what he wants. If it’ll get Jeff back, do it.”

Gun sighs, but they back off and lower their gun.

Soon enough, the ropes are falling from Lukey’s wrists, and the show can really begin.

-

Before he wanted to be a scientist, Lukey wanted to be an actor. He even did a community theater production of The Wizard of Oz as the dog when he was a kid because it was easier to wrangle a child on stage than an actual dog.

Lukey rolls his sleeves up and tries not to flinch at the sight of his own goosebumps. He is cool.

(And very, very cold.)

The corpse formerly known as Jeff has had its chest shaved via a very irritated Gun. There should hypothetically be easy access to what remains of the lungs, Lukey will just need to break a few ribs to get there first.

Lukey’s feet were not untied, so he stands next to the body with the chair’s seat digging uncomfortably into the backs of his knees in an almost sort of straddle type position. His hands are mostly back (he can move his fingers again, at least), and his blindfold has been adjusted to act as a makeshift mask over his nose and mouth.

Gun is directly behind him with his weapon poking obtrusively into the small of Lukey's back. Their partner is gone, Lukey having (politely) sent them to the closest pharmacy for some painkillers.

("When he wakes up..." Whip had hesitantly asked. "Will he be, like... still in pain?" Lukey looked at the enormous hole in Jeff's skull and the shriveled remnants of his brain. "Maybe," he replied. "But it's better to be safe than sorry, right?")

There’s a series of cooking knives laid out on the top of a tall box next to him, a meat tenderizer, a stapler, a pair of scissors, and a pair of yellow rubber dish gloves. (As it turns out, Jeff’s parents own a restaurant, and they’ve teamed up with Whip and Gun to preserve their son’s body in their kitchen’s walk-in freezer like absolute freaks. Someone needs to call the health inspectors on them, because just how many people have eaten food corrupted by both a literal dead body and the literal Corruption??)

The box of Corruption is next to the body’s head. It smells like wine, but he knows from experience that it doesn’t taste half as good.

Lukey isn’t an actor anymore (as if he ever actually got to be one), but they do call it an operating theater for a reason!

“Okay,” he says, “my father didn’t tell me too much of what he’d been experimenting with, but-”

Gun cuts him off with a clipped, “Get on with it."

Lukey raises an eyebrow, but he doesn't argue.

He pulls on the gloves and picks up the meat tenderizer. He bounces it in his hand, tries a twirl of it, fails, flushes, and shoots a nervous look at the box of Corruption.

Right. Surgery on a corpse. A reverse autopsy, almost, considering how he's supposed to be bringing poor dead Jeff back to life.

As Lukey raises his arm, he tries not to remember the last time he ran this kind of experiment.

He slams the tenderizer down onto the body's ribcage; he full-body cringes as he hears the first 'CRACK!'.

"Hey!" Gun shouts. "Be gentle with him!"

"Sorry!" Lukey exclaims, more so to Jeff than to the asshole pointing a gun at him. "I just can't get to the ribcage if-"

He snaps his mouth shut as the gun pokes at him.

He nods, offers a silent second apology to Jeff the Corpse, and raises the tenderizer again.

Back in his day, he wasn't able to get any human test subjects, alive or otherwise. He made do with the rats that liked to live in the lab's walls and the occasional stray cat that looked one sneeze away from death's door. It was messy, but it was necessary.

(Step five of the scientific method: collect data. Step five-point-five: attempt experiment again should data be unsatisfactory.)

For science, Lukey thinks as a portion of the ribcage collapses beneath his mallet. He can't do any more science if he's fucking dead.

...Doesn't mean he isn't sick, though. The second he's home, he's going to crawl in front of his toilet and stay there for however long he can get away with- ouagh, gross, a rib is coming out of the skin, ewwww.

Lukey isn't a doctor. Not in this way, the medical way. He's always liked the little things more than the macro-organisms Epsilon was always obsessed with.

There's a peal of laughter from the kitchen outside, music blasting from the restaurant proper; Lukey wrinkles his nose in disgust. How can Jeff's creepy parents keep the party going when their son is literally dead and in their freezer?

But Lukey isn't a doctor. Even as he swaps the meat tenderizer out for the sharpest of the knives he's been given, he doesn't know if the Corruption will actually bring Jeff back to life; none of his old experiments showed evidence of resurrection, where did those so-called journals get that information from?

(Then again, it has been 39 years.)

Still, what else can he do but go along with his kidnappers' assumptions? Refusing would mean death. (Technically, failure will also mean death, but maybe Lukey will have actually figured out a plan by then.)

He starts the incision without really knowing how far to cut. (He failed human anatomy! Twice! What! Is he doing!)

Sternum to abdomen seems right...

God, how did Newt say do it back then? One big cut, then smaller ones? Ugh, but Newt was a chemistry student, what was he doing trying to tell Lukey how to cut a patient open??

Luckily, Lukey doesn't get far enough to start experimenting with secondary incisions before the freezer's door is slamming open and he's jumping out of his own skin and dropping his knife to the floor in shock.

He swears and falls back down into his chair, but Gun doesn't try and force him back to his feet.

No, Gun is, instead, running towards the door and grabbing a gasping Whip and pulling them inside and slamming the door shut behind them.

Lukey scoots his chair around in a rough circle so he's facing them both. (Come on, if he's going to be a hostage, he at least needs something to keep his mind off of the surgery he's supposed to be doing!)

He gags and rips his gaze away and to the frosty metal floor immediately, though, because Whip is...

"Darla!" Gun cries. "Where did your fucking arm go!?"

Whip is bleeding. Missing an arm and bleeding. It's caked across their entire left side and still drip-drip-dripping onto the floor.

People are screaming outside, Lukey can hear them now that he isn't caught up in his own spiraling thoughts.

(God, it's cold...)

Whip groans and retches and audibly staggers into Gun's increasingly-distressed-sounding arms.

"Is that really what you're fucking asking right now?" they moan.

"Who did this?" Gun demands.

"We fucked up," Whip responds. "We fucked up, dude. We kidnapped the wrong guy."

Lukey can't help but snap his head up at that.

He meets Whip's eyes, and he can't help but smile just a little at how fucking terrified they look all of a sudden.

"I told you," he innocently says, "should've gone for my father."

Gun sneers at him. "You-"

But they don't get to finish their statement. Not before the freezer's door explodes, sending both Gun and Whip flying across the freezer and into the opposing wall.

Even Lukey's chair is tipped over; he falls with it to the side, just barely catching himself on his hands before his head has a chance to hit the floor and make his concussion actual brain damage. (He's already had enough of that, thanks!)

The world is silent save for a faint, annoying ringing sound coming from the inside of Lukey's poor battered skull.

Smoke pours in from the open doorway. Red emergency lights from the kitchen backlight the figure slowly picking their way through the rubble, but all Lukey can see from his position on the floor are a pair of bloodstained black combat boots and a pair of red-stained cargo pants.

People are shouting, Lukey thinks. But he can't tell, it's all so quiet. Quiet and cold like fresh snow.

Lukey blinks, and then he sees it: the box of Corruption has fallen from its spot on the table and is just inches away from his face.

The tape is gone.

Then, suddenly, the world erupts back into focus: Lukey bites back a cry as sound floods his ears again. Screams and sirens and the crackling of flames and crying- so much crying. And-

"No, please!" Gun is screaming. "We didn't know! Honest! We didn't know he was yours!"

Lukey grits his teeth and tries to push himself up, but the chair he's still attached to just weighs him down. All he can manage is a roll onto his stomach and some useless attempts to kick the damn chair off him.

He props himself up on his elbows, face scrunched in pain as he tries to sort of rotate himself into a position where he can actually try and get the ropes off...

Aha!

He sees the knife he dropped just a few feet away under the operating table.

Ignoring Gun's pointless platitudes, Lukey starts dragging himself towards the knife one painful inch at a time.

(He can practically hear Newt now: "Lucas! How was work today? ...What do you mean, you got kidnapped? You were blown up by a supervillain!? Oh, dear, we can't afford another relocation... you really need to be more careful!")

"Please!" Gun pleads. "Spare her! She's already-"

There!

Lukey reaches as far as he can and manages to grab the knife. He quickly pulls it towards himself and rolls back onto his side, pulling his feet towards his knees and the chair with them.

He's starting to saw at the first of his restraints as the supervillain (because, really, none of this exactly screams superhero) says their first words since their explosive entrance:

"Dude, shut up," they groan.

And then there's a single gunshot.

Lukey freezes mid-cut, eyes wide. He's never... not since the fire...

Gun's dead body falls to the floor with a heavy thud. Maybe it's a good thing that Lukey can't see them.

"Ugh, finally!" the villain groans. "I never thought they'd shut up."

The villain's voice is muffled- mask, probably, but there's a grainy quality to their words that just scream 'voice filter'.

Lukey's mind races as he gets back to trying to free himself: Maybe he hasn't been spotted yet. Who did Newt say he had to stay away from, again? Maybe they're waiting to kill him. Mr. X... the Red...

The box of Corruption is open.

Lukey is still tied to his chair.

He is in a room full of corpses.

And, still, he somehow manages to hold himself together as a heavy hand comes down onto his shoulder.

"Please," the villain says, causing Lukey to freeze, "allow me."

The knife is easily plucked from his hand.

Lukey can only watch as the villain kneels by his feet and pulls out a long serrated- holy shit, is that a machete?

The machete is, predictably, covered in blood; Lukey can only assume that it was what was used to cut Whip's arm off earlier.

The rest of the villain is just as messy as their boots made them out to be: long duster coat that was probably brown before today, dark hood pulled up over their head. A gas mask hiding their face with the lenses spattered with Gun's fresh blood.

Lukey has no idea who the hell this guy is, but he stays still as the villain cuts him free with a few easy movements.

He stays still even as the villain nods to themselves, stands, and tucks their machete away into a sheathe on their belt. They stand, crack their neck, and look down at Lukey the same way he used to look at Ego under his microscope.

"Well?" they ask. "You coming?"

They even extend a gloved hand down.

Lukey looks at it.

Lukey looks up at the villain's hidden face.

There's a fire in the restaurant. Lukey doesn't need to see it to know it's there, he knows fire.

He reaches his own hand up, and the villain takes it without a word.

-

Somehow, they end up on the roof of a bank four blocks away from the restaurant. The sun is starting to set, and the city below glows with the lights of rescue vehicles.

Lukey still has his work apron on. Criss-cross on the roof, he fiddles with his nametag.

'Hello!' it reads with a smiley face, 'My name is LUKEY!'

The villain is next to him typing away on what Newt had called a 'flip phone' in his lectures. The gas mask is still on, but the gloves have come off. Their hood has come down, too, revealing a head of slicked-back ginger hair.

They haven't really spoken since helping Lukey out of the restaurant. Just some quick orders- 'This alley' 'Watch out'- and questions- 'Do you ever stop talking?'

(So what if Lukey is a nervous talker? Sue him, he was blown up half an hour ago.)

"Thank you," Lukey says, not for the first time.

The villain hums in acknowledgement.

"I mean, really, I did not want to go through with that surgery," Lukey continues, this time for the first time. (Again, nervous talker.)

He's surprised into looking up from his nametag as the villain lets out a confused little sound.

"The surgery?" they ask. "What?"

Lukey nods and tries to look as confused as the villain probably feels.

"Mhmm. They wanted me to use some, uh, Corruption to bring their dead friend back to life." He shrugs. "No idea why. I'm just a guy."

The villain looks at him. Keeps looking at him.

Lukey clears his throat and decides to look back down at his nametag. "I'm a barista, yeah? I mean, technically, I am, but I'm still learning."

"They kidnapped a barista," the villain slowly says, "to do surgery."

"Uh, yeah! See? Crazy, isn't it?"

He laughs a little, scared and more than a little confused about how those guys had even known who he was. Newt had assured him that all his records were sealed years ago; the I.D. he'd used to get hired at the coffee shop was as fake as his own last name.

Silence falls again, and Lukey... doesn't know what to do, really. Is he? Allowed to leave?

But then, soon enough, the villain next to him perks up as a new villain literally rises from the air in front of the both of them. This one, however, Lukey recognizes from the news articles that Newt had showed him.

Mr. X is currently the city's most wanted villain. Known for the ability to create and control shadows, and infamous for his kind of insane death toll, a lot of people call him the Grim Reaper.

But tonight Mr. X shrugs off his little shadow jetpack and immediately kicks Lukey in the side.

"I'm glad to see you're okay!" he cheerfully says, ignoring the way Lukey is kind of sort of now horizontal on the rooftop groaning in pain.

"Hello?" Lukey wheezes.

Mr. X waves. "Hi!"

"Mr. X!" the other villain cheers, hopping to their feet. "Finally!"

"Pangolin!" Mr. X sounds just as happy as the other villain- Pangolin?- does as he wraps them up in a tight hug. "Thank you so much."

"Eh, it's no problem. Just a couple of weirdos, ammiright?"

They look down at Lukey for confirmation; Lukey manages a sort-of half-nod, and Pangolin gives him a thumbs-up in response as if comforting him.

"Hello?" Lukey repeats, slowly pushing himself back upright. "Am I being kidnapped again?"

He sure hopes not. Newt would be inconsolable if he had to go on another rescue mission.

Mr. X, with his entire body hidden behind one big person-shaped shadow, almost looks amused at the question.

"What?" he asks. "Of course not! Your boss noticed you were gone, and he called me for help."

He breaks the hug; Pangolin, strangely enough, almost seems to deflate at the sudden distance.

Pangolin clears their throat and looks determinedly right into Lukey's eyes. "And he called me."

Lukey frowns. "Well, thank you, but aren't you both..."

"Villains?" Mr. X supplies. "Well, some people say that. Can't imagine why."

He sighs.

Lukey remembers the way Whip looked in Gun's arms without their arm, the way Gun's body was positioned over Whip's as if trying to protect them as Pangolin led him out of the burning restaurant, the burning restaurant.

"Me neither," he ends up saying. Because, well. They did rescue him, after all, and just because Bad had asked. (But, really, that just begs the question of how the hell Bad was able to contact Mr. X in the first place.)

Pangolin gasps and gestures towards Lukey appreciatively. "Thank you! Finally, someone else gets it!"

"Haha, yeah," Lukey awkwardly says, "I know a bit about being judged based of appearances."

(Newt dresses in all black and has an entire room in his apartment filled with various forms of weaponry; he also knits and cries when watching romcoms.)

(Butterfly Knight is supposed to be the city's most treasured hero. She also pointed her Spear of Justice at Lukey's chest and told him to start talking or he would end up wishing he was back at Null Tower.)

Mr. X hums consideringly. He looks down at Lukey with a shadowy finger on his shadowy chin, foot tapping against the rooftop.

Pangolin looks at him, head tilted. "What's wrong?"

Mr. X shakes his head. "No, nothing. I'm just... Lukey, do you work afternoon shifts often?"

Lukey is slightly taken aback at the sudden topic change, but he rolls with it. "Uhh, I don't know? I come in when Bad needs me to. I haven't been working for him long enough to have a set schedule, I think."

"That's true," Mr. X says, for some reason. "Well, tell him you're working mornings from now on, because you're going to be working nights for me."

Pangolin's shock can be heard even through their mask and voice filter. "Excuse me?"

Lukey feels like he's just gotten another concussion. "Yeah, what?"

Mr. X, though, looks proud of himself as he claps his hands together and rolls back and forth on the balls of his feet. "It's a great idea! What do you think, Lukey? You help us to not get caught, and we'll make sure nobody kidnaps you again. It's a win-win!"

Lukey and Pangolin look right at each other.

They look back at Mr. X, who seems to be absolutely clueless to the sudden uncomfortable atmosphere.

"And," he adds, "if you don't say yes, I'll have to kill you for hearing about our connections with your boss. Sorry, them's the rules!"

Ah, there's a third concussion. Or maybe it's just fear. Bafflement. Terror. Confusion.

"So, Lukey," Mr. X says, "what'll it be?"

-

By the time Lukey makes it through the front door, night has already fallen, and there's a Newt pacing in the entryway nervously.

He perks up when he sees Lukey, though his expression falls as soon as he actually sees Lukey.

"Lucas!" he gasps, rushing forward and pulling him the rest of the way inside. "What happened?"

Just as he's always done, he goes for a hug before he actually checks for damage.

Lukey immediately hugs him back, burying his face in Newt's shoulder.

"I got stuck in the freezer at work," he lies. "And then I almost got my head stuck in the oven."

Newt sighs, and Lukey is glad that he can't see his face because he's always been so good at telling when Lukey is lying. (It's almost like they've known each other their whole lives.)

Lukey doesn't protest as Newt drags him to the bathroom to get cleaned up, and he doesn't argue as he's sat down on the edge of the bathtub, and he doesn't even roll his eyes as Newt gets the first aid kit out from the cupboard and gets to work with his antiseptic wipes and bandages.

Tonight is Lukey's last night off before he starts his new job, after all. He doesn't want to spend it in an argument.

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This Bunny Bites | Part 15

Part 1 | AO3

You had popped home to get yourself ready. A cute matching set under a pair of gray sweatpants you stole from one ex and a band hoodie you kept from another ex and you were ready to grab everything else. A pair of ballroom heels, an aux cord that would connect to your phone, and the CBD lotion all got tossed in your bag. The case of sports drink you had snagged on the store sat on your backseat.

The sparkly heels never failed to make you smile. Todd had been in his seventies when he found you dancing at the club and loved to spend money on you. He even took you to dance classes for ballroom dance and bought the heels so you would fit in. When he passed a few years later you got an invite to his funeral. There were a lot of familiar faces in black that day.

Sasha was a dancer turned pole teacher. A dance studio and a solid income that had business records and a tax guy, the whole kit and caboodle. Staying friends with ladies as they left dancing had always been hard but Sasha, a shrewd businesswoman before all else, kept connections like coins in her pocket. A call to Sasha and you could get just about anything you need.

Many sex workers who chose the work were sharks. Tons of people thought sharks were the predators to fear in the sea. Not you. One too many nature documentaries had taught you to fear orcas. Whale Killers is what they were called before a mistranslation renamed them Killer Whales. That’s what Sasha was, a whale killer.

Cara had been texted the moment you got off the phone with Sasha. She would get back to you when she had a moment at work. The jump to the corporate world had been hard and Cara missed dancing, even though she wouldn’t say as much. Doing your due diligence as her best friend, you checked if Kyle had reached out yet in a follow-up message. Her replies came through as a single word each: yep, nope. Oh, so they were all on your shit list tonight then.

These ruthless soldiers would suffer before the night was over.

The studio had five poles in the room you rented for the night; which was more than enough room to have the men at a time practicing some basic moves. You figured you and Cara could switch off at the instructing. This wouldn’t be the first time that you and your soul mate had taught together. Cara, Sasha, and you had all worked at the same club. You and Cara would even make up random dances when things got slow.

The strip mall had enough parking to let you park closer but knowing Sasha had a class coming in later you parked further out and carried in your bag and the drinks. As much as you wanted to break the men who your brother claimed as family instead of you, the person your mother had tried to raise found her voice at the worst times, hence the lotion and the drinks.

With no sign of Sasha when you got through the door you headed left to the private room. The hardwood clicked under your shoes as the LEDs shined on you in silence. Setting the case of fluids off to one side you set the room lights to dim but not squinting levels of dark. Plugging in your phone to the speaker you queue up a generic pole playlist. You wouldn’t get caught off guard by some of your favorite dance songs and make a fool of yourself in front of them. Stripping off your outer layers you set about warming up on the pole.

You knew, by word of mouth because you were not stupid enough to ask, that sometimes Sasha still took personal clients off the books. Exploring would only land your ass in hot water, and as much as you loved a warm shower, the lava of knowledge would melt you into carbon.

They all showed up. Surprising really. You expected at least one of them to call out. Must be the brotherhood that wouldn’t allow them to lose face in front of the others.

“Holy shit.” Johnny lets out a whistle of surprise.

You were upside down on the pole when they walked in. One hand low on the pole, taking most your weight, the other pulling you up as your legs hover parallel to the floor. Glancing up as you dismount from the pole you see Cara is practicing an air walk. Cara is grace incarnate, even with all the time away from the work.

Her hair had been growing out for a few years now; her braid settled between her shoulders. The strands of silver that you had started to notice at her hairline made you love your best friend all the more. Perfectly proportionate from the shoulders down, with hints of muscle, and a killer hit of a smile, Cara can be the physical incarnation of either a goddess or cunt when she tries. You could only run with the big dogs because of her. Cara saved you in so many ways. Sometimes you wished that sexuality was a choice because she would have been yours.

All four men look like they took a flashbang to the face. Kyle, especially, looks affected. Good. Maybe he would call Cara now.

She isn’t breathing hard as she touches down. A glance over the staring eyes and they are dismissed. You’re up.

The order wasn’t repeated but it takes a few minutes for them to listen. When every man is down to his boxers and dog tags, or in Ghost’s case boxers, a wife beater, dog tags, and a surgical mask, you begin your lesson. First point, always, is safety. Once the basics are covered you show them three moves, a 360, a fireman, and a back hook. Your goal is to get them used to spinning and getting their feet off the ground. Learning to trust themselves and the pole can be a whole lesson on its own.

Cara, by unspoken agreement, had taken charge of Kyle and Johnny. That left you to handle Ghost and Price. Something about turning on your teaching brain lets you focus on their moves and not on the bodies before you. Obviously, you noticed the collection of tattoos that lay like ruins under the coating of Price’s body hair. You also noticed how Ghost’s tattoo sleeve extended to his shoulder, intricate details that you wanted draped over your shoulder. You also discovered his ditch-water blond hair. Would his beard be blond?

Price, after the fifth time of attempting a 360, started to get red in the face. He could do this, he has the grip strength but he either failed to get the pole spinning before he tried or chickened out if he was moving.

Kyle is the first one to get his feet off the ground. Cara gives a few light claps before making him do it again. The glance at Johnny has you getting Cara’s attention on him with a jerk of your chin. His hands were too close together for what he was trying.

Switching your attention back to Price you watch a moment. Tapping him on the arm with two fingers you wait for his attention. Once both feet are on the ground, brows furrowed, and hands on his hips you give him instruction.

“Let’s try the back hook instead, seems like you need to feel secure. Put one hand on the bar, good.” Pointing at yourself and moving as you speak you explain the next step, “With your outside foot take one step, then when your inside foot steps instead of letting it touch down on the floor hook it over the bar.”

Ghost had been watching, and seemingly not staring at your tits or your ass. Shame that. You picked this set deliberately because of the amount of ass cheek that the cut showed off and how the sheer fabric of the bra cups kept you secure but teased the shape and darkness of your nipples.

Both men followed your instructions. And both made it up.

Ghost made a comment to Price, and called the fates to bowl a strike on their night.

“Knew it wasn’t that hard if so many birds can do it,” he lifted a brow at Price who chuckled.

Cara huffed a disbelieving laugh and muttered loud enough to carry across the room. “Fools. The gods only listen to fools after dark.”

Apollo must have kissed Cara’s bloodline long ago because Kyle went down within minutes. After a series of moves, he looked nauseous, hand gripping the pole with such a tight grip the color of his knuckles changed. You caught sight of him in the mirror.

“Kyle, ass on the floor now,” the command bounced off the mirror as you started toward your bag.

The hand not on the pole formed a fist and pressed tight to his mouth as he slid to the ground. By the time he settled against the hardwood, your bag was being thrown down near his feet and you were uncrossing his legs to get them elevated.

“Back to spinning Captain, you’re not in charge tonight.” You catch Price’s eye in the mirror as he nearly to his down man. Without moving your gaze you continue, “Kyle lay flat for me. Now tell me, dizzy or vertigo?”

“Vertigo.”

Nodding, you shoo Price with a flick of your fingers. The man had a problem taking orders. Settling into a kneeling position near his shoulder you watch his face.

“Alright, that’s something we can deal with. Does this happen often?”

“Eh,” Kyle waggled his hand to and fro, “Fell out of a chopper, don’t deal well with spinning since.”

Even if you had been working you wouldn’t have been able to stop the impressed look from settling on your face. He grinned at your expression. Pressing the pad of your forefinger to his forehead lightly you scowl down at him.

“Don’t let it get to your head lover boy. Sometimes men can do impressive things.”

The crazy glare you see your brother throw Kyle is promptly ignored. You were trying civility on for size tonight. Once Kyle feels well enough to sit up you help him up. When you stand on your knees the man ends up eye level with your tits. Oop. There it is. The startled glance from your nipples to your eyes has you waggling your brows with a smirk and standing. Kyle rises easily, happy to be set to the side with a sports drink as his stomach settles. You kick your bag across the floor until it is out of the way.

Ghost goes down next. In the split second when all his weight hung by an arm before his leg secured the pole something in his shoulder shifted. The barest dip in his body and the grunt from his mouth told you what had happened. It was a pretty common injury. Not quite a dislocation but his shoulder wasn’t seated perfectly anymore. Crossing the room in a few short strides you hooked an arm around his middle and walked him back by force of personality alone. Man had to be at least double your weight; most of your weight being muscle. He moved willingly.

Directing him to sit next to Kyle you wait until his long legs are settled mostly straight to straddle his thigh. You pay no mind to the shift in his boxers. You’d salivate later.

“Alright, let’s see here,” you don’t ask permission before you start rubbing your fingers into the joint. Yep, exactly what you expected. His shoulder is tight, all of the muscles fighting to keep Ghost’s arm from moving any further out of place than it had already done so.

“Kyle, in my bag should be a container of lotion. Would you grab that?”

Kyle, helpful man he is, opened and presented the lotion to you. Scooping out a healthy amount on your fingers you press it firmly in and around Ghost’s shoulder. Some breaths from him escape as whines and others as grunts of pain.

Once the lotion is absorbed, and the CBD doing its best to relax his muscles, you pinch Ghost’s forearm between your elbow and your waist. Your other hand settles on his tricep.

“This is gonna feel funny, just focus on keeping your shoulder relaxed,” you lean back as you talk to him. You stretch until that point where his body fights, the connections unwilling to give anymore. Once there you slowly release his arm back feeling to ensure that it seats correctly. When no odd tension arises and all pressure on his arm has ceased you pat Ghost where you still hold him.

“Doing alright? How’s the shoulder feel?”

He lifted his arm off you, stretching and rotating it.

“Better than the last time physio had their hands on me, that’s for damn sure.”

With a grin you stand, shin purposefully brushing sensitive areas as you rise.

“Glad to hear it, I do like leaving men better than I found them…” You smile down at Ghost and Kyle in what one man had called your man-eating grin and continue, “Sometimes.”

A commotion of swears and thuds of heels hitting the floor has you spinning in time to see Johnny go down in a mess of limbs. Price stopped his spinning and helped your brother up. The rage in his face made Johnny look exactly like your father did. It slapped you like a sneaker wave, determined to drag you out to see and let the whale killers have you if the ocean didn’t kill you first.

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Jake would also be a great fit for the prompt I just sent you, I copy-pasted the prompt from my notes app prompts list and forgot to change the name.

part of my 500 follower celebration!!!

Never Letting Go

pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader

warnings: smut, MINORS DNI, 18+, angst, fluff, p in v sex, penetration sex, mentions of money, cowgirl/missionary, jake being in LOVE, me knowing nothing about the military

wc: 1.7k

a/n: ok i had so much fun writing this one so i hope you guys like it!!

prompt: you break up with Jake to try and make sure he doesn’t turn down the dagger squad’s permanent stationing in order to stay with you, and Jake is not having any of that and fucks you so well he shows you just how much he loves you and isn’t letting you go?

absolutely DO NOT steal my work and post it on other platforms. DO NOT feed my work to AI fuck that

You and Jake have been together for almost 2 years. You met in your hometown of Dallas, Texas; you worked in an office in Dallas’s CBD and Jake was stationed just outside of Dallas.

The two of you had run into each other at the grocery store, Jake was fairly new to the area, having grown up in Austin, and he looked a little lost, so feeling pity on him, you decided to help him out. After the long - but not grueling - shopping trip, Jake offered to take you out and of course you accepted.

Ever since then you’ve been attached at the hip. Until now.

Only months ago, Jake was called back to Top Gun for a dangerous, top secret mission. And since his team’s performance during the mission was so high, the squad was offered a permanent spot as a special operations team at Top Gun Academy.

When he told you the news you couldn’t help but be ecstatic for him because you know he’s worked so incredibly hard for this.

You dwelled on the pros and cons of moving to California when you realized that you were only holding Jake back, there was no way that he would go without you but you couldn’t just pick up your entire life and move out to San Diego. I mean you have a job and a life here! Not to mention how expensive Cali is! You just didn’t want him to stay because of you.

There was no way in Hell that you would get between him and his job, so you made the toughest decision, probably of your entire life. You have to break up with him.

You made sure everything was ready by the time he got back to your shared apartment. Dinner was made, the space was cleaned, the table was set, and your head was a mess.

He greeted you with the most loving smile as he walked in the door, which only made a pit form in your stomach. How are you supposed to end things with the person you love most in the world?

Halfway through dinner you decided to start, “Jake, about your job,”

“Yeah, isn’t it amazing, baby?”

“It is so amazing and I am so happy for you because you deserve this more than anyone,” you trailed off and he picked up on your tone.

“But you don’t think I should take the offer?”

“No! No, that’s not it. I think you should take the offer. But I also think we should break up,” you whispered the last part into an almost silent room.

Jake dropped his fork immediately and froze, “Excuse me?”

“I think we should break up. I’m holding you back Jake, I don’t want to get in between you and what you love most,”

“Baby, you are what I love most,”

“Jake, please just listen. I love you so much and you know I only want the absolute best for you. And I think this is the best option for you, for us.”

Jake stood abruptly and paced around the small living room. He didn’t say a word.

“Please say something,” you stood closely behind him.

“We’re not breaking up,”

“You have to take this job, it’s everything you’ve been working up to and I am not going to be the one to hold you back and—“ he cut you off sharply with a kiss and mumbled into your mouth.

“I would never leave you,” he nipped at your jawline and the higher parts of your neck.

This could not be happening right now. This was not how this night was supposed to go, but you couldn’t stop a slight moan escaping from your lips. If you were going to leave him, you felt like you deserved one more time with him.

You pushed him away to hold his face. You looked into his eyes, then found his lips, and kissed them roughly, “Please Jake, I need you, one last time,”

That’s all he needed to hear and he had you in his arms, carrying you to your shared bedroom. He tossed you on the bed, practically ripping his shirt off, he hovered above you, taking your shirt and bra off next.

He sucked on your chest, leaving love bites on the very top of your breasts. “I’m going to fuck you stupid until you get this idea of you holding me back out of your head.”

He moved down to your shorts, pulling them off as quickly as possible, taking your underwear with them.

He kissed the insides of your thighs, making his was up to your core.

He removed his mouth and let two of his fingers press inside of you. He kissed up your stomach as he pumped his fingers deep inside of you and relished in the way you were almost incoherently moaning.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he held down your hips as he began to lightly suck on your clit. You couldn’t help but let out a pornographic moan.

You didn’t mean to feel the need to release so quickly but you couldn’t help it. You wanted every part of him and you didn’t want to leave him.

He quickened his pace causing you to scream out with pleasure. He pulled his fingers from you and sucked your juices off his hand.

He unbuckled his belt and yanked down his pants, pulling out his hard length. He teased your entrance with his cock, slapping the surface lightly. You were almost a whimpering mess underneath him.

He finally pushed into, both of you letting out a long noise of satisfaction. Jake murmured curses of pleasure under his breath and his thrusted into you.

He had you on your back, your legs on either side of him. He pulled your legs to wrap around his waist and thrusted into you harder.

Jake was now leaning completely over you, his hand on either sides of your breasts, him kissing down your neck, and his stupidly hot dog tags dangling over you as you practically screamed out for him.

He pulled back from your neck and started kissing down your chest again, loving the way your boobs moved as he fucked you into the mattress.

Your nails dig into his back as he starts thrusting at a faster pace.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good for me,” God he may as well just get you pregnant at this point.

You started to feel a build in your stomach, again. You could tell he was close too because his thrusts started to falter.

He began to pull out to cum, when you tugged him closer to you, keeping him inside. He looked at you with a hunger as you both reached your climax, crying out profanities.

He hung his head low until flipping you over until you were sitting on top of him. He pushed himself up the bed, propping himself up, you still on top.

Holding down your hips, a firm grip on them, you began to bounce up and down on his cock. He finally speaks for the first time, rebounding from the babbling mess you had made of him earlier.

“Baby, I’m not leaving you here,”

You wrapped you arms around his neck for a steadier ride. “Jake-“

“I don’t care, I will turn it down,”

“Absolutely not,” you began to bob faster as you got more flustered, “I want you to go, Jake,”

“I want you to go with me, I thought that was a given,”

“But my job, we can’t afford for only one of us to work,”

He moved his hands up and down your torso, grabbing and squeezing at your tits.

“Yes we can, I have a trust fund, I’ll make sure you never work another day in you entire life. I’ll make you my wife so you can live on base. Or we don’t have to live on base, I’ll buy us a mansion and whatever you want in it.”

There was nothing hotter than seeing the man you love offer to take care of you for the rest of your lives. You want to be with him so bad.

You want every part of him. His highs, his lows, his good days, his awful days, you want it all and everything in between.

Hearing him coax you down from the ledge only made you want him more. Pushing you over the edge of another orgasm. He took you lips with his as you finished for the third time, him for the second.

You pulled away off of him and curled up by his side, resting your head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around your body and kissed your forehead gently, “I promise I’ll take care of you, baby. Don’t worry about any of this,”

“I want to go with you, Jake, if you’ll have me,”

“I want you more than anything on this entire planet, and don’t you doubt it for a second that I would never leave you,”

You pressed a chaste kiss to his jawline, whispering close to him, “I love you, Jake.”

He looked down at you with gentlest expression you’ve ever seen and kissed you again, “I love you and I’m never letting you go.”

It was time to start a new chapter with the love of your life, (and Jake was right, he did fuck you stupid until you dropped the idea of you burdening him and holding him back).

[theygender]

Still baffled by the time I (MMJ patient, needs cannabinoids to be normal) tried to get CBD and delta-8 for myself and my girlfriend (non-MMJ patient, likes to participate in celebrations without getting drunk) while we were out of state for her sister's wedding.

We were in Missouri. I was looking for CBD stores online, but all of the results I was getting seemed to be for dispensaries. I was heretofore unaware that Missouri had legalized medical marijuana, but I knew that my card wouldn't work out of state. I continue looking until I finally find a listing for a smoke shop that doesn't say dispensary and has reviews mentioning CBD and delta. We drive to the store and I go in by myself.

When I get to the front door of what looks like a normal shop I see a glowing neon green sign with the word "dispensary" and a medical cross on it. "Oh no," I think. "I've made an error. This is also a medical dispensary." Right then, a woman walks out to adjust the signage and I stammer out something about having a card but it being from another state bc I'm not from here so I know I can't go into a dispensary but I didn't think this was one but now I see the sign so I'm wondering if I'm allowed in. (I have not yet had the cannabinoids I need to be normal.)

She looks at me in confusion for a moment before my words finally catch up to her and then responds, "Oh don't worry; we're not legal."

This statement doesn't set off any alarm bells for me. "Ah yes," I think. "She means that they're not a dispensary selling medical marijuana and you don't need legal documents to get in. So they'll only sell things like CBD and delta-8. I'm familiar with this. This is exactly what I was looking for."

I follow her into the shop and ask for CBD and delta-8 gummies. They have CBD, but it turns out they don't have many options for delta-8. She asks if I would like delta-9 instead.

"Hmm," I think to myself. "I thought delta-9 was regular THC. I must be mistaken." Out loud, I ask, "Is that stronger than delta-8?"

"Oh yeah," she replies. I buy the delta-9.

I take the CBD and gradually become more normal. Later we return to the room my girlfriend's mom rented us and I decide I want to have a bit of the delta-9. Not wanting to get too high, I only have half a gummy (15 mg) which is about equivalent to my regular MMJ dose at home.

When it hits, I experience the most extreme synesthesia I have ever had in my life.

My sense of sight and sense of touch are completely swapped. I don't feel touch physically anymore, I'm seeing every sensation as swirling lines of color in my vision instead. I can't see my surroundings through the swirls, I only have a vague sense of them from the way the reflected light feels on my skin. Gravity has shifted on a 90° axis. Down is now left. The only thing preventing me from plummetting sideways off the bed and into the wall is my girlfriend holding me and promising she won't let me fall. She's petting my hair and it's making me see pretty colors. It's not an entirely unpleasant experience.

This—I cannot stress this enough—has never happened to me before.

The next morning, I do some more googling. It turns out delta-9 is just regular THC. It also turns out that marijuana is legal not only medically in Missouri, but also recreationally. So if she wasn't referring to medical restrictions, then what did that woman mean when she said her shop wasn't legal?

I research the brand and find out that it's from a company that uses the "hemp with less than 0.3% THC content isn't classified as a drug" law as a legal loophole by just making Really Big Gummies. "Maybe she meant they only sell federally legal products?" I think. That's a weird way to phrase it.

I look closer at the site. The label on the package seems to match a product that the company stopped selling a significant time ago. The expiration date on my bag is current. The package design also doesn't seem to match any of the pictures I'm seeing of that product. And the gummies don't seem to be much bigger than my normal ones which is strange considering the legal loophole they're supposed to be using.

Ignoring everything else, it's also the most bizarre experience I have ever had on weed in all of my years with it.

What did she mean when she said they weren't legal?

[applejee]

bestie im going to melb and as a local do u have any recommendations for stuff we should do while were there?

FYCK YESSSSSS COME TO MELBOURNE!!!!!!! okay heres my exorbitant mostly food related list (note these places are almost all in the CBD):

coffee/matcha:

if you like coffee, best locations in the CBD are little rogue on drewery lane nearby melbourne central station, and tbh any coffee joint along flinders lane

if you don't like coffee but like matcha or houjicha, drop by little rogue or tori's on niagara lane!! puzzle coffee (there's one on swanston st and in melbourne central station) is also tasty

i've also heard good things about naau's matcha - they're off russell st but i haven't been there myself

breakfast/brunch/bakery:

if you want to try a classic melb brunch, try hardware lane! there's a few places in the laneway and it feels very melbourne

also on drewery lane is bakemono - an adorable little bakery that does amazing melonpan! but they sell out quick and get busy, so you want to get there by 10am at the latest

(can you tell laneways are our culture)

okay i know they opened elsewhere in australia now but LUNE is great... love the croissants....... JC patisserie boulangerie is further north but a quick train ride away - heard great things!

if you want a fun time........ hopetoun tearooms!! SOO CUTE even just the cake window is worth a look. if you want high tea you gotta book out ages in advance, but if you don't mind waiting a little they take walk ins! perfect for an afternoon pot of tea and tasty cake

more lunchy-places:

look, anywhere on degraves st will get you there, and it's also a classic tourist spot! walk down and see the most quintessential melbourne laneway there is!

if you want american-themed fare, bowery to williamsburg FUCKS i had a stunning reuben there.

tbh i rarely actually have lunch, i just get brunch... so all the recommendations above can double

dinner or lunch restaurants:

soooo i love ramen so if you do too, ikkoryu fukuoka ramen is top tier! i love their yuzu ramen. hakata gensuke is good if you like chicken ramen, and shujinko ramen (rip the flinders st store) is good if you're going up elizabeth st and want affordable

mensho tokyo ramen opened recently but uhhhhh the wait has been 3 to 5 hous somedays. ITS POPULAR. ippudo in QV is probably easier and more convenient

outside of ramen, if you want more fancy fancy farmer's daughters is STELLAR. delicious food, great cocktails, mm. nice modern aussie dining. longrain nearby is also very popular!

also vaguely upmarket is chinchin - good curry! the waiters market is a place that my mum hugely recommend before shows but ive never managed to get there myself lmao.

not ramen but still japanese is dohtonbori.. ever wanted to mix and flip your own okonomiyaki? now's the time

I WANT TO GO TO THE NATURAL HISTORY PUBLIC BAR. it's also a restaurant set to look like the american museum of natural history, if you go pls have fun

bubbletea, its own category:

this is just a list.

milksha, the alley lujiaoxiang, machi machi, coco. these are all good. chatime is fine but gongcha is better but theyre the chains so... i really want to go to choulee!! i heard theyre good

desserts:

hokkaido baked cheese tart, black star patisserie, pafu, kurimu, uncle tetsu's, brunetti's for cakes and later nights, sulhwa, and bingsu.

further out or more expensive but fun:

i need to go to milk the cow so BAAAD. there's one in st kilda, which is a short tram ride from flinders st station. if you go lmk

places to visit:

the botanical gardens!! pretty, always a nice time

the NGV likely has some free exhibits going on! always a nice wander

you gotta stop by hozier lane. you gotta. and wander around fed square while you're at it

drewery lane also has some artwork!

a walk down birrarung marr is also nice, sometimes there's night markets going on by the stadiums

the docklands has some alright places, but i know less about it... but they have a ferris wheel rn! check it out!

if you wanna spend thirty or more bucks, go up the eureka tower!! tallest building, and you can get a cool view of the city. the edge experience is a little lift that sticks out the building so you can stare down through glass to the ground below. fun if you aren't afraid of heights

if you like shopping, emporium is fancy and has a MEEQ store where you can buy jellycats

you can go to the queen victoria market if you wanna.... its a classic destination after all

THE LUME is a classic experience here too rn - more exxy but if you want a fun visual experience, do it!

if you want comics - check out all star comics! best LCS in the area.

other specific stores i recommend:

gewürzhaus! there's one in block arcade off collins st, i love it and the spices

not far from gewürzhaus is essensorie - they discon'd my fave handcream SOB but they have some nice things (this is all in the black arcade, same as hopetoun)

and with that, tbh check out all the arcades? they have fun things going on!! there's the block arcade, royal arcade with gog and magog, tivoli arcade... that is to say they're little indoor walkways with shops and stores, as in an arcade you walk through! they're cute

bourke st mall is worth a wander, and you can see the outside of the old post office that's now a H&M...

i know you said "things to do" but... all i do is eat mostly LMAO!!

really, the best thing to do is give yourself a day or two for the CBD. just wander, it's all a grid and easily navigable, and take advantage of the free tram zone!!!! it'll announce when it isn't so you know to touch on your myki or not, i'm not a cop.

you could also wander down to crown at night, southbank has many restaurants and also the flames outside crown fucketh severely

if you're going outside the CBD, its an hours or so drive but healesville sanctuary is soo fun.. and on the way there you can stop by kuranga nursery, it's a gorgeous little place and the paperbark cafe does a bunch of tasty meals with native flavours and bushtucker

if you'll be in the suburbs i have more recommendations too!! but for those just message ma and i'll share so this list isn't crazier than it is xx HAVE FUN!!!!!!!!

[amour-de-tous]

🎶 It's that time of year 🎶

Where I make a fundraising plea that, hopefully, I will someday not need to make. Short of it: My SSI disability decision is ~ongoing~. The judge gave me the option of applying for another hearing to introduce new medical evidence (have had several new doctors visits/tests), which she would grant "if she did not intend to rule fully favourable". She granted the new hearing, which means she planned to deny (again). So still waiting on SSI. Still unemployed (since early 2019) with no way to make any income at all. Had a fall in early October that exacerbated existing medical conditions and seems to have precipitated some new ones (new types of pain in my ribs and stomach that have not gone away) and is making even menial tasks like showering, making food, and even just sitting up almost impossible for the last few months. I have spent a lot of time unable to leave my bed. My mother and caretaker had a very scary medical event happen in early December that incapacitated her for a while and made things like laundry not even able to be done for some time. It was a cancer scare and it was extremely stressful (the tests have come back clear but she is still experiencing symptoms). There have been so many medical expenses for me lately, just to try and manage pain (hundreds and hundreds spent on CBD, sleep aids, accessibility aids, masks so I can at least attempt to be safe at necessary medical appointments, the list goes on and on). Even groceries are more expensive because with my immunocompromised status we still can't go into a store, and curbside is more expensive and charges fees. My whole Dental Situation is ongoing; my implant is in but I need one more oral surgery and then the actual tooth. That will be at least $2k yet, and I will cross that bridge when I schedule that (it was supposed to happen in July, but I flared so hard I couldn't get out of bed so that did not happen). All of this to say: friends, if you can send me anything, I would greatly appreciate it. I know I keep saying "this year was really hard", but by talos this year was really hard. :\ Hoping that, someday soon, I can be the one helping other folks out again. As always, please use friends and family so paypal doesn't take fees out. Writing it without the . because tumblr hates links: paypal DOT me/CNMsmiles

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Theitsa, what is the attitude towards weed in Greece? I went along with my friend to visit a guy he knew in a village in Syros last summer. I was suprised when we walked through the gate to his garden and it was full of weed. Like just out there growing in the open for everyone to see. The guy was baked too. I thought it was illegal?

What he did is illegal but our culture is kinda lax, and it's known that in the islands many cultivate weed in remote fields 😅 Usually it is allowed to be sold under specific circumstances. Also in the last few months I've seen more and more stores dedicated to cannabis products and cannabis products vending machines, even in towns. Not all towns, but I mean it doesn't have to be Thessaloniki or Athens for such a vending machine to exist. A few tens of thousands of people will do.

Now, the longer legal answer:

With the Joint Ministerial Decision (JMD) No. G5g oik. 49690/2017 (Government Gazette 2238/B/29-6-2017), cannabis (and its resin) was reclassified from Table A of Law 3459/2006 on "Narcotics"—which includes completely prohibited substances—to Table B, which pertains to pharmaceutical substances. This legislative change effectively recognized cannabis as a medicinal substance with therapeutic benefits rather than merely a psychoactive substance with harmful health effects. Medical cannabis refers to medication in which the only active ingredient (i.e., the active substance) comes from varieties of the Cannabis Sativa L species with a tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) content greater than 2% (THC > 0.2%). Since then, the circulation of pharmaceutical preparations or proprietary medicinal products containing more than 0.2% THC has been permitted, provided they have a drug circulation license and are accompanied by a special (double-lined red) prescription. The medicinal properties of tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) include anti-inflammatory, analgesic, antimicrobial, and neuroprotective effects. It also acts as an appetite stimulant, has anti-nausea and antiemetic properties, and reduces the intensity of muscle spasms. Additionally, it appears to contribute to apoptosis, particularly in cancer cells. Cannabis administration is justified only in the following cases: a) In cases of acute and objectively excessive pain. b) In cases of oncological diseases. c) In cases of rheumatoid arthritis. With Law 4523/2018, the unified regulation of the production, possession, transport, storage, and supply of raw materials and substances derived from Cannabis Sativa L with a THC content greater than 0.2% (THC > 0.2%) was approved. This law also allowed for the establishment and operation of processing units for the production of final medical cannabis products, exclusively for either supplying the state monopoly for medical use or for export. The distribution of the product follows an integrated system, meaning that the same entity (whether a natural or legal person): Produces the substance. Possesses it. Transports it. Stores it. Finally supplies/sells it as a finished product to buyers. Any license or approval granted by the relevant authorities is non-transferable. There are numerous restrictions and criteria that must be met for license approval. While Law 3459/2006 classified cannabis as a prohibited narcotic substance, Law 4139/2013 on "addictive substances" clarified that narcotic substances do not include raw harvested products from the cultivation of low-THC cannabis varieties (Cannabis Sativa L) with a THC content of up to 0.2%. According to this decision, only contract-based industrial hemp cultivation is now legal in Greece, and only for varieties listed in the relevant European catalog. All preparations and CBD cannabis flowers are freely available on the market, as cannabidiol (CBD) is not classified as a narcotic substance (Law 3459/2006 – Government Gazette A’/103/25.5.2006) and does not contain the controlled substance tetrahydrocannabinol (Δ9-THC) above the legal limit of 0.2% (Law 4139/2013 – Government Gazette 74/A’/20-03-2013).

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[flourescencia]

found a store that sells cbd cigarettes here. for 40 dollars. and in the u.s. they are listed in their website for 9 dollars. that's demonic

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hiiii, I am travelling to Singapore for the Grand Prix this year and was wondering if you had any recs of things I should do while I’m there? 🩷

helloooooo omg how fun!! I love the Singapore GP it's really fun and it's such an accessible circuit. Tbh I'm the worst person to ask because a) i love niche boring stuff b) the only things my friends and I do in Singapore is eat and hang out because that IS the national past time but let me see hmmmm

I'll just recommend some stuff that's not like. Gardens by the Bay. Sentosa. Universal Studios. The Zoo. All VERY nice places tbh and highly recommend but these are just some tiny Nadia-based reccs that you might not get from a google-able list I guess?? If you're here for a short time and you're only at the Marina Bay Sands/CBD area that's totally fine but just know that that IS the most expensive area of Singapore.

Well if you're here for a while and you're a history person I'd recommend going to the National Museum and then right down the road from there is Peranakan Museum which is tiny but fun. The National Museum is one of my favourite buildings in Singapore I just think it's so beautiful. And if you REALLY like history and museums I'd super recommend the Asian Civilisations Museum which is criminally underrated imo. If you're staying near the circuit the National Gallery is literally right there you can even pop in in the morning before the race, there's some really good local and southeast asian art in there if that's your thing.

My personal favourite place to have a wander is the Botanic Gardens. If you're a picnic person just grab some bits and bobs from Cluny Court (Plain Vanilla cupcakes are soooo good. And there's another really good bakery on the second floor) and have a nice picnic and stroll in the garden. It's pretty massive so make sure you know what you're getting into. Do NOT go on a weekend. That's crucial.

The whole Kampong Glame/Arab Street/Haji Lane is a vibe 100%. Get some boba from PlayMade, get some teh sarbat from the old man that's been serving tea there forever. There's this really good burger place like right near the mosque it's called Mahmud's Tandoor I'm obsessed with it. DO NOT let the Turkish restaurants hassle you be strong! There's some thrift stores there too but it's mostly like really good food, really nice art. The Malay Cultural Centre is like a really nice space too if you need a break.

If you want local food I'd rather you go to Maxwell's then Lau Pa Sat I actually HATE Lau Pa Sat it's theeee definition of a tourist trap. Newton Food Centre which is where they filmed that scene in Crazy Rich Asians is like fine too if you're looking for local food. If you want LOCAL LOCAL come to Al Azhar at Bukit Timah because I'm literally telling people that the steamboat fish that's there is Michellin star good. That's also a good frog porridge place down the road if you're feeling adventurous.

And my last recc is the Tiong Bahru area which is the area I used to work at. If you want cute little souvenirs or local bits and bobs there's a very cute store called Cat Socrates that I buy everything from. The Plain Vanilla there is also BEAUTIFUL it's my favourite cafe to work at. There's also like beautiful street art all along the whole area so it's just nice to walk around cause it's all just nice shophouses and art. And then there's Tiong Bahru Market which has some of the best local food. Go in the morning for this.

If you want like fancy food recs that aren't local food but are like actually good and not a scam, my personal favs are Miznon on Stanley Street, Ms Maria and Mr Singh, Five Oars Coffee Roasters on Upper East Coast. Oooh if you go to Neptune on East Coast Road you can see the pretty Peranakan buildings.

UHM YEAH! Singapore is really beautiful but VERY warm please bring sunscreen. PLEASEEEE venture outside the circuit area if you have the time because while that area is gorgeous I just think places like Haji Lane, or Tiong Bahru, or Bukit Timah, or East Coast Road are just so much more local. (Any Singaporeans reading this you know what I mean la. Nice Local. I'm not gonna recommend them to go to the coffee shop downstairs your house k)

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Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC: Where to Legally Buy Weed in the Capital

Searching for Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC? You’re in the right place. Washington DC has become one of the most cannabis-friendly cities in the U.S., offering adult-use consumers a range of high-quality marijuana products — all within legal boundaries. While DC doesn’t operate traditional recreational dispensaries the way other states do, local gifting laws allow reputable providers like Farmacy District DC to legally serve cannabis to residents and visitors alike.

Whether you’re a first-time user or a seasoned cannabis fan, this guide will show you where and how to legally purchase weed in the District — without any hassle.

What Are Recreational Dispensaries in DC?

DC operates under a unique cannabis model. While recreational cannabis sales aren’t directly legalized like in California or Colorado, adults 21 and older can legally possess up to two ounces of marijuana. Under Initiative 71, cannabis “gifting” is legal — meaning you can receive cannabis along with the purchase of a non-cannabis item.

That’s where services like Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC come in. These locations allow you to order cannabis for delivery or pickup, and the process is 100% legal, safe, and simple.

Where Can You Find Verified Dispensary Locations?

Farmacy District DC operates out of multiple verified locations across Washington DC, offering same-day weed delivery and in-person pickups. Here are the six official Apple Maps listings to find your closest option:

📍 1350 Connecticut Ave NW – Apple Maps

📍 555 12th St NW – Apple Maps

📍 550 Morse St NE – Apple Maps

📍 3029 14th St NW – Apple Maps

📍 1309 5th St NE – Apple Maps

📍 3111 K St NW – Apple Maps

Each of these locations is fully compliant with DC regulations and serves customers with top-shelf cannabis products and top-tier service.

What Products Are Available at Recreational Dispensaries in DC?

If you’re wondering what type of cannabis you can get at Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC, the answer is: everything you need.

Here’s what you can expect from Farmacy District DC:

🌿 Premium Flower – Choose from a curated menu of Indica, Sativa, and Hybrid strains.

🍭 Edibles – Enjoy THC-infused gummies, chocolates, cookies, and more.

💨 Vapes – Smooth, high-potency vape carts and disposables.

🔥 Concentrates – For experienced users looking for wax, shatter, or crumble.

🚬 Pre-rolls – Ready-to-light joints for fast and easy use.

🧴 Topicals & CBD – For relaxation and pain relief without the high.

How to Buy Weed Legally in DC

Even though DC has its own cannabis rules, shopping at Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC is straightforward. Here’s how the process works:

Step 1: Verify You’re 21+

You must be at least 21 years old with a valid ID (state-issued or passport).

Step 2: Visit Our Website or Location

Browse our products online or walk into one of our verified spots. Our staff will help you choose the best options for your needs.

Step 3: Place an Order

Add items to your cart and choose either delivery or pickup. For delivery, you’ll enter your address; for pickup, you can stop by any location listed above.

Step 4: Receive Your Gift

Under Initiative 71, you’ll receive a cannabis “gift” alongside a purchased non-cannabis item. Your order is fulfilled, and your transaction is legal.

Step 5: Enjoy Responsibly

Use your cannabis in private settings only, as public consumption remains prohibited.

Why Farmacy District DC Is the #1 Choice

DC cannabis customers searching for Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC consistently choose Farmacy District DC — and here’s why:

🚚 Fast, Reliable Delivery Same-day delivery across DC and to bordering Virginia neighborhoods.

🌟 Wide Selection of Premium Products From classic flower to innovative edibles and vape options.

💬 Knowledgeable, Friendly Staff Whether in-store or online, we’re here to guide your cannabis experience.

🛡️ Safe & Legal Transactions Fully compliant with DC’s Initiative 71 and local regulations.

📍 Multiple Accessible Locations You’re never far from quality cannabis with Farmacy District DC.

Final Thoughts

There’s never been a better time to explore Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC. Whether you’re a local resident or visiting from nearby Virginia or Maryland, Farmacy District DC makes it easy to access high-quality, legally gifted cannabis in the heart of the capital.

From multiple convenient locations to a wide product selection and top-notch customer service, we’re the go-to name for recreational cannabis in DC. Order today and experience the best that local cannabis culture has to offer.

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Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC: Top Spots for Adult-Use Marijuana

Washington, D.C. has emerged as a thriving hub for cannabis culture. With adult-use marijuana legal for possession and gifting, locals and visitors alike are increasingly searching for recreational dispensaries near me in DC to enjoy top-quality products without hassle. Whether you're new to the cannabis scene or a seasoned user, knowing where to shop legally and safely is key to a great experience.

In this guide, we’ll break down how to find the best recreational dispensaries near me in DC and what you can expect when visiting top-rated spots like NirvanaDC Dispensary.

What Are Recreational Dispensaries in DC?

Unlike medical dispensaries that require a valid MMJ card, recreational dispensaries operate under Initiative 71. This allows adults (21+) to legally receive cannabis as a gift with the purchase of a non-cannabis item like art, stickers, or other memorabilia.

The best recreational dispensaries near me in DC follow this model — offering premium cannabis gifts in exchange for the purchase of legal products. It’s a creative workaround that makes cannabis accessible without requiring a medical card.

Why Search for “Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC”?

If you're in Washington, D.C., searching recreational dispensaries near me in DC is the easiest way to find trusted stores in your immediate area. Proximity matters when you're looking for:

Quick access to cannabis without traveling across the city

Same-day delivery options

Walk-in convenience and in-store browsing

Locally sourced, top-tier strains and products

The closer the dispensary, the faster you get your hands on high-quality cannabis gifts.

What to Expect at NirvanaDC – One of the Best Recreational Dispensaries Near Me in DC

When you type in recreational dispensaries near me in DC, NirvanaDC should be at the top of your list. Here’s why this local gem stands out among the competition:

✅ Wide Range of Cannabis Products

From potent flower and smooth vapes to delicious edibles and powerful concentrates, NirvanaDC offers something for every taste and tolerance level.

✅ No Medical Card Required

Anyone 21+ can visit the store or order delivery. Just bring a valid government-issued ID.

✅ Safe and Legal Shopping

NirvanaDC complies with Initiative 71, ensuring that all transactions are legal and discreet. You’ll receive premium cannabis as a gift when purchasing legal non-cannabis merchandise.

✅ Knowledgeable Budtenders

Have questions? Our staff is happy to recommend the best strains, methods of consumption, and dosing based on your needs.

How to Choose the Right Dispensary for You

Not all recreational dispensaries near me in DC offer the same quality or customer service. Here are a few things to look for:

1. Reputation

Check customer reviews on platforms like Google Maps, Yelp, or Weedmaps to ensure you're visiting a well-rated dispensary.

2. Transparency

Make sure the dispensary clearly explains its products and gifting model. A trusted shop will never try to mislead customers.

3. Product Variety

Choose a dispensary that offers multiple strains, forms (e.g., edibles, concentrates), and THC/CBD options to suit your preferences.

4. Delivery and Accessibility

If convenience matters, pick a dispensary like NirvanaDC that offers quick delivery in your area and is easy to visit.

What Types of Cannabis Products Can You Expect?

At the best recreational dispensaries near me in DC, you'll find a diverse menu of cannabis options. Here are a few favorites:

Flower: Sativa, indica, and hybrid strains for every mood or need

Vapes & Cartridges: Discreet, portable, and flavorful options

Edibles: Gummies, chocolates, cookies, and more

Pre-rolls: Convenient and ready to smoke

Concentrates: For experienced users seeking strong effects

CBD Products: Perfect for those who want relaxation without the high

Delivery Options for Recreational Cannabis in DC

One of the best parts about NirvanaDC is our fast and reliable cannabis delivery. If you're searching for recreational dispensaries near me in DC and prefer not to leave your home, NirvanaDC offers same-day delivery across the city.

Just visit our website to browse the menu, choose your products, and schedule delivery at your convenience.

Tips for First-Time Shoppers

New to cannabis or just new to DC's gifting model? Here’s what to keep in mind:

Bring ID: You must be 21 or older to receive cannabis.

Ask Questions: Don’t be shy — our team is here to help.

Start Low, Go Slow: Especially with edibles, start with a low dose and wait before consuming more.

Try Delivery: If you’re busy or prefer discretion, delivery is a fantastic option.

Final Thoughts

Searching for recreational dispensaries near me in DC doesn’t have to be complicated. NirvanaDC makes it simple to access premium cannabis in a safe, legal, and welcoming environment. Whether you walk in or order online, you’ll enjoy great products, friendly service, and a seamless experience.

Visit NirvanaDC Dispensary today and discover why we’re a top-rated choice for recreational cannabis in the District.

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Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice | Superchill World: The Premium CBD Experience

Vaping CBD has become one of the most efficient and enjoyable ways to experience the benefits of cannabidiol. Among the many options on the market, Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice by Superchill World stands out as a premium blend that combines exceptional quality, flavorful experience, and wellness support in one bottle.

What Is Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice?

Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice is a specially crafted e-liquid designed for vape pens and e-cigarettes, containing high-grade CBD extract. Offered by Superchill World, a trusted name in the CBD industry, this vape juice is made with all-natural ingredients and tested for purity, safety, and effectiveness.

It’s called Black Diamond for a reason—it’s a rare gem in the world of CBD vaping, offering users a rich flavor profile and a smooth, calming vaping experience that elevates your wellness journey.

Why Choose Superchill World?

Superchill World is known for delivering top-tier CBD products that are both effective and enjoyable. Here's why customers trust this brand:

Lab-Tested Purity: Every product, including Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice, is third-party tested for quality and compliance.

Natural Ingredients: No harmful chemicals, just pure hemp extract and clean additives.

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Whether you are a CBD newbie or a seasoned user, Superchill World offers consistency and reliability you can count on.

Key Benefits of Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice

This particular blend is more than just a flavorful e-liquid. It brings a range of wellness benefits that can improve your day-to-day life:

1. Fast Absorption

Vaping CBD allows the compound to enter your bloodstream quickly, helping you feel the calming effects in just minutes.

2. Stress & Anxiety Relief

Many users report feeling more relaxed and focused after using Black Diamond vape juice, making it ideal for managing stress and anxiety naturally.

3. Pain & Inflammation Reduction

Thanks to the anti-inflammatory properties of CBD, this vape juice may help relieve chronic pain, muscle aches, and joint discomfort.

4. Enhanced Sleep Quality

CBD has been linked to improved sleep patterns. A few puffs before bed can help calm the mind and prepare the body for restful sleep.

5. Convenient & Discreet

Unlike tinctures or edibles, vaping offers a quick, portable, and discreet way to enjoy CBD throughout the day.

Flavor Profile and Vaping Experience

The Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice lives up to its name with a dark, rich flavor reminiscent of earthy tones and subtle sweet notes. It's not just effective—it’s enjoyable. Vapers love its smoothness, throat hit, and aftertaste, making it a standout choice for both beginners and seasoned CBD vapers.

Is Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice Legal?

Yes, it is! Superchill World’s vape juice is derived from hemp and contains less than 0.3% THC, making it legal in most states and compliant with the 2024 Farm Bill. Always check your local regulations before purchasing.

How to Use It Safely

Using Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice is simple:

Fill your vape pen or cartridge with the juice.

Start with a small dose, especially if you’re new to CBD.

Wait and observe the effects before taking more.

Store in a cool, dry place away from sunlight.

As with any supplement, consult your doctor if you have health concerns or are taking medications.

Where to Buy Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice

You can purchase this premium vape juice directly from Superchill World’s official website. Be sure to check for discount codes, seasonal sales, and subscription options for regular deliveries at a lower cost.

Final Thoughts

If you're searching for a premium CBD vaping experience, Black Diamond CBD Vape Juice by Superchill World should be at the top of your list. Its smooth flavor, fast-acting effects, and trusted formulation make it a go-to product for those seeking calm, focus, and relief in one puff.

Try it today and feel the Superchill World difference.

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 Weed Dispensary Near Me: Find Trusted, Legal Cannabis Stores in Your Area

Searching for a weed dispensary near me can be overwhelming with so many options popping up online. Whether you're a first-time buyer or a long-time user, knowing where to find safe, legal, and trusted cannabis stores is crucial for a smooth and satisfying experience.

In this guide, we’ll help you locate reliable dispensaries nearby, explain what to look for in a high-quality shop, and show you how to make the most of your cannabis shopping trip.

🔍 Why Finding a Legal Weed Dispensary Matters

Not all cannabis shops are created equal. Choosing a licensed dispensary ensures:

✅ You’re buying lab-tested, clean, and safe products

✅ The business operates under state and local laws

✅ You receive accurate dosage, cannabinoid info, and guidance

✅ Your money supports legitimate businesses, not underground markets

A trusted dispensary prioritizes transparency, safety, and education.

📍 How to Find a Weed Dispensary Near You

Use these quick tools to locate top-tier shops in your area:

🌐 Visit Cherry Blossom Cannabis Dispensary for premium product offerings in Washington DC

📱 Tap into Apple Maps to search weed dispensary near me for up-to-date store listings

🗺️ Explore trusted platforms like Weedmaps and Leafly

📍 Use Google Maps and apply filters like “open now” or “delivery available”

Make sure to check store reviews and licensing status before visiting or ordering.

🛍️ What to Expect at a Legitimate Cannabis Dispensary

Here’s what a quality dispensary offers:

🪪 Strict ID checks for age (21+ or medical card)

🌿 Wide range of cannabis products: flower, pre-rolls, edibles, concentrates, vapes

📊 Labels with THC/CBD content, strain info, effects, and dosage

💬 Friendly and knowledgeable staff to answer your questions

🧾 Transparent pricing with taxes and fees shown upfront

Some dispensaries also offer first-time discounts or loyalty programs.

🛵 Delivery Options

Need convenience? Many dispensaries near you now provide:

🚚 Same-day or scheduled delivery

🛒 Online menus and pre-order options

📦 Discreet packaging

💵 Cash-on-delivery or digital payment options

Be sure to check delivery areas and minimum order amounts when placing an order.

📌 Popular Areas to Explore Weed Dispensaries

If you're located in or near Washington DC, you're in luck. Some of the most cannabis-friendly neighborhoods include:

U Street NW

Adams Morgan

Columbia Heights

Dupont Circle

Shaw

H Street NE

Navy Yard

These neighborhoods often feature multiple Initiative 71-compliant dispensaries offering high-quality products and fast service.

💬 Why Customers Choose Cherry Blossom Cannabis

We’re more than just a dispensary—we’re a community hub for safe and trusted cannabis access. Here’s what makes us a top choice:

🧪 Premium, lab-tested products across all major categories

🚚 Fast and reliable same-day delivery in select areas

🌟 Friendly, trained budtenders to guide your purchase

🎁 Exclusive offers and loyalty rewards

📍 Convenient DC location and seamless online ordering

At Cherry Blossom Cannabis, we make every visit—and every delivery—easy, legal, and satisfying.

✅ Final Thoughts

When searching for a weed dispensary near me, make sure you prioritize legitimacy, safety, and quality. With so many options in DC and nearby areas, you never have to settle for less.

🌿 Stop by Cherry Blossom Cannabis Dispensary or browse our menu online to get the products and service you deserve—fast, legal, and hassle-free.

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the last day was Friday the 23rd. I managed to be in the car by 1, home by 1:30. it's a blur. we went to bachman with Eric Saturday morn and skated for two hours. had burger king and chilled at home. went to see MINECRAFT at strike + reel Sunday at 10 am and were met with a clusterfuck. they didn't open the doors until exactly 10 am despite showing two movies at 10 am. once we finally got inside and attempted to buy tickets it wasn't listing the 10 am showtime anymore. so we just walked in and sat down. it was okay! I had seen it already, but it was more fun the second time. we chilled at home and enjoyed the kitties and each other.

monday I woke up feelin' extremely grateful (and anxious) that summer was starting and my nightmare work year had ended. Mandy and I ended up on a D8/D9/DXM combo that was...transcendent. old came over around 2 and chilled for a few hours. played Tetris and skate 3 and listened to records. 10/10 day. we did some drugged up yoga that was greatly needed!

tuesday I woke up around 7 and started to figure out my options. I went to see mission impossible at legacy at 9 am and was planning to head to Anna from there. RON was trying to assemble in the afternoon, so I scrapped Anna and went to bachman instead. skated for two hours and headed home to get supplies before heading to old's, but I started feeling like shit. got home and in bed and fell asleep on and off for 15 hours.

woke up Wednesday and made pasta. went to the store for supplies and two CBD pro locations to get red kratom. came home and watched the pee wee documentary. its part one of two at least? had impossible stir fry that was fuuuuuuhkin' AMAZING. did some solid yoga and went to bed around 10. we were going to get labs done together and it was exciting!

thursday. slept well. Lenny got me up around 6:20 am. fasting sucked, but I showered! anxiety was cutting me too deep so I took 1/2 a xan. it was the first time in over a week! we got to quest by 8:15, and as soon as we walked in they called me back. then I heard them call Mandy. blood work acomplished! we had coffee and breakfast and watched some "tv" or videos or whatever the heck. old showed up around 10:30 and we left to see FRIENDSHIP at 11:35. it was just as insane the second time, and old had evan on him which made me really fucking happy. good times! we got back to the house around 2 and he took off. Mandy and I fucked off and went to the store to get stuff for dinner. we are gonna have carrots and potatoes, broccoli, and gardien veggie chicken Sammies. and blueberry donut holes for dessert-t-t. i'm not doing great on sugar due to the end of the year, but I will reign it in on Monday, June 2nd. until then i'm just gonna fucking go. I weighed myself today and was 184, so thats less than I was at this point last summer. gonna watch the second part of that pee wee doc during dinner and enjoi our incredible life together!

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