#cancersticks

[corporaterockwhore]

Happens all the time

guy tries to toss a cigarette on the ground but the ground parries it and it flies back into his mouth and he solemnly continues to smoke it

[actuallysaiyan]

BACONNNNNNN I HAVE A REQUESTTTTTTTTTTTT

can we get some choso and reader trying to fuck discreetly at a party? 🤭 them being caught or not is up to you 😘😉

warnings: alcohol, smoking weed, vaginal fingering, Choso is a little cocky but mostly cause he's scared to fuck shit up, college AU, unprotected sex, swearing word count: 1.8k pairings: Choso Kamo x Fem!Reader summary: you meet Choso at a party and something magical happens when the two of you decide to find a quiet room to hang out in.

The music is loud as you walk amongst the party-goers. You’ve been searching for someone in particular, but you haven’t seen him yet. He’s not much for parties, but he had assured you he’d be coming. Still, you were starting to have your doubts about this.

You grab a drink from the fridge, opening the can and sipping on its sweet contents. It’s one of those super popular mixed cocktails all the college kids are going crazy for lately. It’s a little too sweet for your taste, but it’s not bad right now. You’re a little buzzed and you know you need a bit more liquid courage if you were to see him.

You see a flash of dark brown hair and your heart skips a beat. There he is, Choso Kamo. The one you’ve been pining for all year long. The can shakes in your hands as you try to follow him, finding him heading out the backdoor to take in some fresh air. You know he doesn’t smoke, but enjoys the company of the smokers as they are all pretty decently chill.

You sink the contents of the can so fast, your stomach lurches as the alcohol splashes in your tummy. Then with shaky steps, you walk over to the backdoor. Without thinking twice, you exit the building and let the cool night air envelop you. It almost sobers you up as you feel yourself shivering. Choso smirks as he spots you, then he walks over to you to drape his sweater over your shoulders.

“It’s chilly out tonight,” he says in a matter-of-fact tone.

You giggle, “Yeah it is.”

You realize there’s hardly anyone else out here. Just a few stragglers trying to suck on their cancersticks in peace. Choso pulls something from his pocket and you smirk when you realize he’s brought a joint. Oh, so he does smoke…just not cigarettes.

“You smoke?” he asks, showing you the joint.

You nod your head, “A little.”

Your mouth goes dry as you watch him bring the joint to his lips. He looks hot even just doing something as simple as lighting a joint. He takes a few drags, his eyes drooping slightly as the weed takes its effect on him. Then he steps closer to you and passes the joint to you.

The conversation flows between you two comfortably. He asks about your classes and you complain about the amount of projects you have. Choso talks at great length about his own projects and the books he’s been reading. As you two chat and smoke the joint, you begin to realize just how much the two of you have in common.

It’s not long before he’s flicking the end of the cherry off the balcony. Then with a smirk on his face, he leans in a little closer. You feel his hot breath on your face and you feel need pooling in your lower tummy.

“Wanna find somewhere a little more private to continue this conversation?”

You should say no, and maybe tell him that you ought to go home for the night. But for the first time in so long, you were getting your chance with him. So in a low voice, you manage to agree to this. He takes your hand in his, leading you back into the party. Everyone is already so drunk and high, and the people dancing are almost pulsing to the beat of the catchy hip hop song.

Choso keeps a tight grip on you so as not to lose you. He manages to maneuver through the drunkards and ditzy girls. At the end of one of the hallways, Choso pulls you into one of the empty bedrooms. He closes the door behind you and then guides you to sit on the bed.

He takes a flask from his sweater pocket, the sweater you’re still wearing, and he opens it up and takes a swig. He passes it to you, a mischievous grin on his face. You take the flask from him and take a swig. It’s some very strong gin, which makes you cough and gag.

“Heh, yeah that’s some strong stuff.”

You shudder slightly when his big hand comes up to rub your back soothingly. Then his hand slides down your arm, only to go right back up so he can cup your cheek.

“You’re so pretty, ya know that?”

His words almost sound foreign to you. You have to think it over in your mind over and over again before his chuckle pulls you out of the funk. Then he just leans in and closes the gap between you two.

His lips are chapped but they feel so good against your own. You find some courage and you begin leaning into this kiss. His hands feel so good on your face as he cups your cheeks. You can’t help the moan that escapes you when his tongue slides into your mouth.

Just as you’re about to deepen the kiss, you hear some knocking on the door. Then a head pokes in, but the moment they see you and Choso, they close the door. There is some laughter, but you know it has to do more with them being embarrassed than you.

“Don’t pay them any mind,” Choso says as he helps you lay down on the bed. “Just focus on me.”

You don’t know what else to say, so you just nod your head and swallow your saliva. Choso smirks again before diving down to kiss you. This kiss is a bit hungrier and it’s paired with one of his hands caressing your body. He doesn’t linger on one spot for too long before moving onto the next.

You’re thinking he’s being coy about this when his hand shoves down your pants. You gasp into the kiss as his long fingers brush against your clothed cunt. Choso loves the sounds you make as he begins rubbing your swollen nub. Your panties begin clinging to your folds as he stimulates you even more.

“You like that, huh? I always thought you’d be into this sort of thing.”

His words do all kinds of things to you. Your mind is a mess as he continues playing with your panty-clad pussy. Then it gets even more intense as he pushes your panties aside. You moan his name when one of his fingers slides into you.

“Shhh…you gotta be a little more quiet than that, sweetheart.”

Choso isn’t quite sure where all this confidence is coming from, but he’s so glad he’s not completely fumbling. It must have something to do with the alcohol and weed he smoked. He’s thanking his lucky stars you’re into him just as much as he’s into you.

He pumps another one of his fingers into you to join the other, leaving you breathless and grasping the sheets below you. You throw your head back as his thumb comes up to rub your clit, making you drip all over his hand.

“How about we take this a little further, huh?”

His breath smells like gin and weed, and in that moment, it’s the most sexy thing you’ve ever experienced. You nod your head dumbly, your eyes rolling back with every pump of his fingers.

“Nah, you gotta say it. Say the words, baby.”

You swallow hard again, and try to think of the right words to say. It was becoming increasingly harder and harder as he continued to finger you. His long fingers curling to press against that spongy spot deep inside you that made you see stars.

“Fuck me, Cho. Please Cho…”

His cock throbs when you beg and you say his name so sweetly like that. It was going to be hard to resist you if you were going to be this cute every time he would fuck you. Choso knows not to push his luck, but he knows he’ll take the chance again if need be.

He’s quick to pull your pants and panties down. His mouth widens as he sees your cute little pussy on display. As much as he wants to taste you, he knows he’s got not enough time for this. He spreads your legs and then he’s pushing down his own pants past his ass.

“Ready for me?” Choso asks in a teasing tone, rubbing the head of his cock all over your soaked folds.

“Please, don’t tease me. I’m ready.”

With one long thrust, he’s balls deep inside of you. He thinks for a split second that he probably should have put on a condom, but you don’t seem to have any problems with him going in raw. His hips snap fast and hard from the get go, leaving you breathless. You cling to him as the pleasure builds so fast.

“Fuck, you’ve got the best little pussy, ya know that?”

His face is buried in the crook of your neck as he tries to quiet himself. You’re both moaning and whimpering, doing all you can to not draw too much attention to yourselves. The pleasure just feels so good. Choso can’t believe your little cunt is gripping him quite like this. It’s so tight and warm, he can’t help but pound you into the mattress.

“Fuuuuuccckkk,” Choso moans out as he presses himself even deeper into you. “Fuck fuck fuck—”

You feel him biting into the tender flesh of your neck to quiet himself even more. You cry out his name, nails coming up to dig into his shirt. You’re trying to keep yourself grounded, but it’s all too much.

“Tightest little pussy ever! Fuuuck you feel so good.”

Your walls begin pulsing around him as the fat tip of his cock keeps slamming into that sweet spot of yours. You’re not even sure how you’re keeping quiet right now, especially when he’s fucking you so good.

You watch as he leans back a little, pulling out just a bit and he spits on your cunt. You shudder as his fingers begin to rub the saliva on your clit, and his pace picks up again quicker than before. Flames lick in your lower tummy, and your mind begins to go blank from the sensations.

“Haaah, look at you. Fuckin’ you dumb, aren’t I? Damn, gonna have to make you my little princess.”

You nod eagerly, tears stinging your eyes as you feel the coil in your stomach tightening impossibly tight. Choso smirks as he watches you come undone. Your gummy walls begin to milk him, and Choso pulls out just in time to jerk himself off to completion. Ropes of hot cum cover your mound and lower belly. Choso then sits back on his knees, admiring his handiwork.

What surprises you is when he leans in and gives you such a tender kiss.

“I meant what I said,” he smirks. “Gonna have to make you my little princess.”

[wishmaker-astra]

Oh thank fuck. Cafe that doesn't smell like an ashtray and posted prices are sane. Including some full meals. Found dinner.

Why was it that hard Kalos? Surely the combo of "doesn't smell like cancersticks" and reasonable pricing shouldn't be this hard to grasp

[mrsblackruby]

💪🏿billy smokes after sex🤳🏿

People Who Think Billy is a Top 🤝🏻 People Who Think Billy is Verse 🤝🏻 People Who Think Billy is a Bottom: Billy gives good head.

[radicalrascals]

@etxrnaleclipse for the NPC/Third Party Sentences meme

“You should see this. There’s a news article about him.” (to Felix, about Theo)

Knees buckling, Felix made his way through the long cold corridors of the honourable courthouse and out into the warm summer air. At last he could breathe again, and he leaned his back against the old facade and closed his eyes, allowing him a moment of peace when the familiar voice of the prosecutor brought him back into the moment.

"You were good. Only tripped over your own words once." A smirk. Felix wasn't sure whether he was being made fun of or if it was just matey teasing. Speaking in public was a sensitive topic. It almost always made him want to pass out, even if giving his expert opinion in court was part of his job.

"Yeah... Theo was so kind to let me practice with him."

"Mh-hmm. About that...," he handed Felix a folded piece of paper, "I thought you should see this. There's a news article about 'your precious Theo'."

Out of reflex Felix took the paper and unfolded it slowly. It made him feel nauseous, as if he was doing something forbidden, while his curiosity was driving him to keep going.

His eyes darted to the date of the photocopied article and he immediately winced. "It's old."

"Read it," the prosecutor urged while he lit himself a cigarette.

"Why are you giving me this?"

"Because I respect you professionally and as a person. And I know that no matter how good you are with the dead, you suck at reading the living. Some people are not what they seem."

"Theo is a good person." His best friend. The man he loved. God, he wanted to shout out that confession into the world, but he couldn't even whisper it to Theo. Felix looked up with a pained expression and motioned for the other's cigarette.

Kindly the prosecutor obliged and shared his smoke. Felix took one long drag in consideration, staring at the paper without really reading it, then set it aflame with the tip of the cancerstick.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

"If Theo has something to tell me, he will," Felix explained, before he walked away, the borrowed smoke tugged into the corner of his mouth.

[aintarumblewithoutme]

that won't do nothing i got nada up there to damage 🤗

my head is basically

lalalalala cancersticks lalalalala hot babes alalalala parties lalalala sodapop and steve kissing in a tree lalalalala johnny and ponyboy kissing in a tree alalalala

its a tough life i tell ya

How did anybody find out? I thought we were subtle-?

- @the-randler

I thought we were too- I guess not.. 😅

[holysmokescrafts]

"FDA" FDA bans mint- and fruit-flavored vaping products but exempts menthol and tobacco. The Food and Drug Administration said Thursday that it will ban fruit- and mint-flavored products used in e-cigarettes and vaping products while allowing vape shops to sell flavors from tank-based systems. Repost @nowthisweed #fda ##flavored #foodanddrugadministration #fruit #ecig #eciggarate #tobaccoindustry #tobacco #bigtobacco #poison #vape #smoke #vapepen #cigarettes #cancersticks #holysmokestv #holysmokes #holysmokescrafts #oneman #solo #cannabis #reform #legalization #safeaccess #news #ismokecannabis #medicalcannabis #thc #cbd #breal (at Globe Theatre) https://www.instagram.com/p/B65J5dCpHcQ/?igshid=htmwkocnybfx

[that-random-page]

Heres sadie taking a smoke

I tried to not get the smoke 😂 i guess i did

But i guess i like this picture

I hope you guys like it 🙃

[accident-prone-lover]

Ciggies are my main <3

[radicalrascals]

Niamh shook her head succinctly at Callum's implied question, meaning that no, their destination was absolutely not in walking distance. Even if it had been, she'd rather preferred not to walk around with twit and twat making their situation worse just because they skipped school the day they taught self control. With an annoyed groan she leaned over to fetch her mobile before she left the car, slamming the door shut audibly behind her and stomping around to the car boot.

"Blimey...," Tom muttered, his gaze following the spiritfarer from the corner of his eye, before he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around the empty driver's seat, cheek pressed against the headrest so he could better talk to Callum. "I mean it's fine. We ain't under pressure to meet a deadline, innit?" Nope, he would not offer any more apologies besides his initial shock. Though before he could give Callum a proper reason to pull through with the beating him all the way to where they had been heading, Niamh's antics demanded his undivided attention again.

Niamh ignored Tom's "Oi!" protest as she emptied the boot of the car, bags carelessly yanked out and tossed to the ground. Save for her own, of course. When she was done, and Tom had jumped out of the car to grab his duffel bag, Niamh crossed her arms before her chest and went up to Callum.

"Mate, I fucking hope you will. I'm not walking." She stole the fae's cancerstick from his lips to take a drag herself before politely offering it back. God, that did absolutely fuck all to calm her nerves. "We passed a service station a couple miles back. I say we nick a motor there if your hijacking plan doesn't work. It's probably run by cannibals anyway. No hard feelings."

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His fingers continued their delicate task of pawing at the nearly empty pack of cigarettes while Callum debated whether or not he should smoke his last cigarettes now or wait until he was able to get more so he wouldn't be suffering for much longer. Tom piped up in the back and broke Callum's inner debate, the music had been a background noise for the last handful of times it had repeated any lyrics they'd already heard-- Callum being an excellent talent of ignoring things, not necessarily without complaint but it seemed that Tom was beating him to that.

Callum glanced back at the man in the backseat just as Niamh shot him a glance and Callum grimaced slightly, knowing exactly what was coming. A slow heavy breath rolled past his lips as he pressed back against his seat and groaned softly while Niamh turned the volume at a max and began singing along to the song. The brunette once again glanced at Niamh, trying to analyse if she was going to keep this up indefinitely or if he'd have to step in between the two bickering and put an end to it but once again before Callum could do anything Tom acted for the both of them to stop the loud antics.

What resulted though changed Callum's prior inner debate on whether or not he was going to smoke one of his last two cigarettes now as smoke rolled rapidly from the destroyed radio and car. He coughed, cursing under his breath as he shielded his eyes from the smoke while Niamh pulled the car over to the side of the road. "Come on," he groaned, slamming his head back against the headrest a few times before he shot Tom a heated scowl of annoyance. "-- do you even know how far it is?" He asked with a hint of ridicule on his annoyed tongue, Callum glanced over to Niamh as if to silently ask if she knew, he would hope so seeing as she had been driving them all there. The fae scoffed, muttering vile obscenities under his breath and pulling out one of his last two cigarettes to light it and throw open the car door next to him once the vehicle was finally stopped safely.

A long drag of noxious smoke calmed his nerves enough to stop his muttering of threatening promises, words about roadkill and making Tom carry his incapacitated body while Callum beat them both to wherever their destination was but they were all empty and Callum knew he wouldn't actually be doing anything of the sort. "The first fucking car that comes our way I'm fucking hijacking it," he said finally, loudly and on the same breath he exhaled the hit he'd held to calm his murderous tendencies down.

[weedtime5310]

THSee my nugs?

[miss-jinxed]

It's officially been 1 week since I've had a cigarette, and if you know me personally you know how huge of a deal this is for me.

I know I was (and still am) addicted to nicotine, but cigarettes were so much more than just an addiction to me.

A huge thank you goes out to my man for pushing me and believing in me. I 100% couldn't go on this journey with out you 💕

[sandandjello]

When's the last time you saw one of these? 😅 #lungcancer #cancersticks #cigarettemachine #cigarette #cigarettes #addictions #badhabits (at Messe Berlin) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiFYVNjuSZm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[patchgame]

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[southbostonbitch]

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