#Morgan Weed

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

Rewatching season one of criminal minds high (taking a leaf out of Emily Prentiss’ book) was a spiritual experience. According to my friend, I started crying when I saw Jason Gideon, and kept saying ‘He’s so babygirl! He is brat! He is drama!’, and kept saying that Elle, Spencer, JJ, and Morgan look like Barbie dolls because they’re so pretty. I kept screaming ‘the director is a genius!’ and raving about colour theory… so…

Sober me stands by all my previous comments.

(Credit to @sapphicprentiss for the gifs, sorry I don’t know how to credit without going through the gif search, I’m not tech savvy like Penelope Garcia 🙈)

[ritmo-soleado]

my house is on fire. i am going to kill them.

[kickyerteethin]

[kaspbra-cant-even]

I’ve been rewatching criminal minds with my partner for the hundredth time and we wondered IF if they would smoke, what they would smoke so here are my head canons for the bau (ofc smoking is super harmful, don’t do it etc.)

Rossi: this is the easiest, cigars, expensive ones on special occasions

Hotch: he would have one (1) pack of marlboro that would last him a whole year he only smokes when he is really really stressed

Garcia: she would smoke vogue, vape (crazy sweet flavors) and she has an extensive collection of colorful glass weed pipes but she doesn’t use them

JJ: doesn’t but once a year when she gets together with a mom group and they drink wine together she asks one of the moms for some slim cigarette like vogue or something

Emily: chain smoker, something like kent she doesn’t care enough to get the expensive stuff like marlboro but enough not to get the cheapest (maybe dunhill very popular in some eastern european countries)

Morgan: doesn’t, too sporty (one time Rossi invited him for a cigar and he got sick from it but tried not to show it)

Reid: something that germans call a sportzigarette which is a hand rolled cigarette with just a bit of weed in it (but he does it with herbs like mint and lavender) he only does this rarely to calm down or to help him sleep

Strauss: smokes in secret but also in her office and thinks no one can tell because she lights a candle afterwards

Reid and Garcia defenitely smoked a joint together at one point

[shortkingvi]

“i’m coming over, you better not be cunty liv morgan mugshot when i get there”

me:

[foxyslittlegarden]

New shop update!

[specialinterestshows]

Eat and toke with the Judgment Day in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic.

Warnings for this section: Cannabis (weed)

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 47 of ?): A Dish Best Served Rolled

Licking your lips, you thank the server as your order is placed in front of you.

"Finally," Dominik says excitedly, rubbing his hands together.

"What did you get?" you ask him, curious.

"Chicken tenders," everyone except you and JD says in unison, surprising the two of you, who look at each other awkwardly.

"They're the only thing he eats when we go out," Rhea sighs, looking at Dom with an amused smile as he digs in. Grinning at your metamour, you start on your own dish. A contented silence falls over the table, occasionally broken by the clinking of silverware, as everyone enjoys their food and drinks. Dominik finishes eating first, looking extremely satisfied.

"You ate that way too fast," you tell him, not even halfway through your own meal, "How do you not have a stomach ache?"

"Years of practice," Dom replies, looking very pleased with himself.

"Yeah: practicing smiling through your stomach aches," Rhea says, making him grin sheepishly.

Damian finishes his plate next, hurriedly chugging his water and wiping his mouth before standing and addressing Rhea.

"Need anything from the car?" he asked her, taking the keys out of his pocket.

"My messenger bag?" she requests, smiling as Damian nods and saunters over to the rental, his walk leisurely despite the hurried pace in which he finished eating.

Finn sighs, watching Damian walk away. JD claps a hand on Finn's shoulder, gently but firmly. A smile makes its way onto his face briefly before he notices you watching, quickly shrugging off JD's hand and clearing his throat. JD looks a bit hurt, but says nothing. You feel bad for having watched the two upon seeing JD's puppy-dog eyes, thinking of a time when you had been in a similar situation. Turning instead to look at your girlfriend, you take another bite of your food as Rhea wipes a few crumbs off Dominik's face and kisses his cheek before letting him finish his soda. You had never expected to feel so happy watching the woman you loved being sweet and affectionate with the man she loved, but you supposed what mattered most to you was that you were also important to her, and that she was happy.

"What is it, beautiful?" Rhea asks, noticing the pause in your eating as you look at her and Dominik.

"You guys are just so cute!" you say, smiling harder when Rhea poses and Dom blushes slightly.

"You should date us or something," Rhea jokes, grinning.

"Us?" you and Dominik asked in unison, confused.

"Too much?" she asks after giggling furiously at your reactions. You nod, but Dom seems to be considering it, nodding along with you once he sees you don't seem to be interested. Rhea laughs harder and you can't help but smile at the lovely sound.

"What's so funny?" Damian asks, walking up with Rhea's bag.

"Only two of the three of 'em want to form a triad," JD McDonagh replied, surprising everyone and making Dominik blush and look away, embarrassed.

Acting like he hadn't heard anything, Damian handed Rhea her bag, ignoring the look she gave him that seemed to say "don't be rude!"

"Hey, chica," Damian said, tapping your shoulder and looking around before slyly pulling a blunt out of his pocket, "Quieres?"

"You already know me so well," you reply, returning Damians mischievous smile before looking over at Rhea.

"If he's smoking, it means I'm the one driving us to the next location," she says, shaking her head as she plugs her phone into a portable charging block from her bag, "But you enjoy, love."

Taking one last sip of your beverage, you stand up and kiss Rhea before offering your car as the location for your smoke session with Damian and leading the way.

Feeling the vibration of your phone, you pull it out, expecting to see a text from Rhea. Instead, your phone reads: Text from: Liv Morgan. "Checking to make sure you're still alive! If I don't hear from you I might be legally required to tell WWE" The text ends with an emoji with its tongue sticking out.

Sighing, you quickly message back: "Not dead, all good!" before you and Damian reach your car and you unlock it. Getting in the driver's seat, you pull your sunshade off the floor in the back and prop it up against your windshield with the sun visors before Damian slides into the seat next to you. Just as Damian pulls out the blunt again, your phone buzzes. Opening the compartment underneath the radio, you pull out a lighter you kept there, offering it to Damian and ignoring your phone.

"Better check that and make sure it's not Rhea," Damian says, taking the lighter from you, "Our Eradicator makes it look like nothing phases her too much, but she's head over heels for you, chica."

Nodding, you check your phone as Damian brings the blunt to his lips and lights it.

Text from: Liv Morgan. "Glad you're not dead! You're way too cute to die" The message ended with a winking emoji and you felt your face getting warm.

[end part forty-seven of ?]

Part 48: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/729576237256851456/absolute-smokeshow-part-48-of-in-the-hot-box

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[anipgarden]

Catch me out here making posts on how to collect milkweed seeds because I'm hoping at least SOMEONE out there has good luck

*collapses to the ground* my fuckin swamp milkweeds got Heat Waved and barely even flowered, let alone got pollinated.... I'll have to see if my root stock ones or Swampy even come back next year, but this year definitely isn't the Year of the Ani Swamp Milkweed Success

[crossbackpoke-check]

i am the nosy anon from yesterday and firstly i am so glad that i helped you find something!! how wonderful!! secondly i did some digging (typed morgan frost girlfriend into the tumblr.com search bar which is really what i probably should have done in the first place so. my bad) and the girlfriend is called taylor!

conclusion to the saga, thank you anon!!! sharing this for the sake of anyone else who was curious… they are as of july 7 dating lmao BUT allow me some points for accuracy here because taylor is definitely a different person than who i was thinking of 🤡

[onlinechemists-420]

Everything Anything in Medicines is at your doorstep. Reach us at TELEGRAM ID:@online_chemists420/WIRE ID:@onlinechemists_430/fastdropoff and shipping✈️🚛🛵📦🌏📬 shards, weed, carts, shrooms, snow, ice, oxy, md, lsd, hash, wax, heroin, guns, steroids, xan, carts, vapes, tramadol, clone card

[chekhovswatergun]

My three girlfriends.

And yes, they smoke weed

[all-that-glitters-is-goldfish]

Your tag made me think of "is he gay or european". This shit will be on my mind for days from now on

I am gay, your honour.

[kickyerteethin]

Ethan wears this at formal events

[songforten]

jack river rose and twelve hotboxing the university office (NOT the tardis; smoke in the console room upsets her) and jack has a kazoo

SO fucking true!! i think jack and rose are very cuddly highs. the doctor pretends to be annoyed by this but he is a big liar. meanwhile river is lying on the floor staring at the ceiling not talking much but she's still holding rose's hand. bill walks in on this scene like "you know i can smell this shit across campus right." and the doctor's like "yeah its space weed from the planet shallacatop in the year 5842. want some?" and wordlessly rose offers her the bong. jack plays some notes on his kazoo. it's the first four notes of megalovania. but very slowly and ominously. bill goes home for the evening.

[joeyfmisfit]

Liv’s new theme song is a banger.

[specialinterestshows]

Have an early morning smoke session with your girlfriend in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic

Warnings for this section: Cannabis (weed), dirty talk, biting, hickies

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 43 of ?): R(h)emind Me I’m Yours

Squinting in the face of the lamp you just lit, you let your eyes adjust before sitting down on the couch. You usually didn’t smoke at this hour unless you’d woken up from a bad dream, and your apartment seemed a bit surreal. Glancing through the dark windows, you feel almost as if you’re sitting in a liminal space - just waiting for the bus or the train at some odd hour of the night.

“I’ll get us some more water, babe,” Rhea says, walking out from your bedroom and giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze as she passes you.

“Thanks, Rhe,” you reply, smiling, watching her duck into the kitchen before getting your supplies together. Searching the cushions for your lighter, you realize you had left your phone on the couch when Rhea had carried you to the bedroom earlier.

Recalling the message Liv sent before you went to bed, you decide to check your phone later and continue looking until you’ve found the lighter, getting to work packing a new bowl once you do.

Flashes of the dream you had just woken up from kept entering your mind as you packed the flower. It hadn’t been much of a question in your mind as to whether or not you wanted to see anyone other than Rhea - until you had met Liv. As much as you hoped the dream meant nothing, your dreams had never been particularly metaphorical or difficult to decipher; this one was no exception. However, entering into a relationship with someone who already had a partner was new enough for you. Starting something with someone else at the same time seemed like too much right now, especially someone your girlfriend had a history with. Yet it seemed like the thought wouldn’t leave so easily.

“Don’t tell me you started without me!” Rhea joked, taking in your distant stare as she turned the corner with two glasses of ice water.

“I would never,” you reply, brought back by the comforting sound of her voice and gesturing to the untouched greens you had packed. Sitting next to you, Rhea set down the drinks before snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you in for a kiss. The pressure from her lips made you smile, as if a bit of happiness from every other time she had kissed you was pouring from her mouth and into yours.

“Shotgun me?” Rhea asks, tracing your lips with the tips of her fingers after pulling away an inch. You nod slowly, caught in her hypnotic gaze - the look she gave you when she knew you wanted her.

“Take a nice, big hit for Mami,” she says, voice low and sultry as she moves the mouth of the bong in your direction before plucking the lighter from your hand.

“Good girl,” Rhea praises you as you inhale the bowl she lights for you, eyes not leaving yours as you squirm in your seat. Pulling out the bowl, she smirks as you struggle to take in the rest of the smoke - a bit more than you’re used to, taking up the last of the space in your lungs. Helping you keep the piece steady with one hand, Rhea leans in and sucks out the smoke from between your lips faster than you can exhale.

“Don’t forget to drink plenty of water, baby,” she says, letting the smoke escape as she spoke, “You’re going to need it.”

Setting the piece on her own lap instead, Rhea gave your lower back a gentle squeeze, encouraging you to grab your water and take a few sips. Even having broken eye contact, you felt her eyes watching you, making note of every small signal you couldn’t hide that you wanted nothing more than to be underneath her.

Turning around at the sound of the bong water bubbling, you catch Rhea taking in the last of a hit she must have started while you were too distracted thinking of what you wanted her to do to you. Grinning, she pulls you back close to her by your waist, setting aside the piece and lighter to free her other hand.

Caressing your face, Rhea pries your lips apart with her tongue before forcing as much smoke into your mouth as she could, as quickly as she could. The strength behind the way she touched you seemed to have returned to intensity with which she held and played with you before ever having hurt you, teeth moving to your neck, making you let out a desperate “yes!” once she started sucking and biting. As wonderful as it was when Rhea was soft and gentle with you, you had been craving the passion that knocked you off your feet - unfiltered, unrestrained, pure desire.

“Tell Mami what you want, baby,” she purrs in your ear, groping you underneath your shirt.

“Mmm, fuck,” you whisper as her fingers find your nipples - then louder, “Please, Mami… I want you to be rough with me. I want you to cover me in marks so everyone knows I’m yours.”

“Such a dirty girl,” Rhea praises you, pulling hard on your nipples before letting go, chuckling at the moan you let out, “Let’s cover that pretty body of yours in bites and bruises, darling.”

[end part forty-three of ?]

Part 44: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/728674790535282688/absolute-smokeshow-part-44-of-definitely-a

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