#cw marijuana mention

[yapporium]

finding out the drama around T.O.P is that he smoked weed has made me wanna watch squid game out of spite like ???

knetz need to get a fucking grip like you bullied a man to the point he tried to khs because he smoked weed ??? be soooo serious right now

i understand the cultural differences and that weed is heavily stigmatized in korea but goddamn y’all act like he killed someone

[anderperries]

> be me

> be high and out of it (<- rare occurrence) (<- the high part to be clear. i’m always out of it)

> my dad turns on inkmaster and for some reason they are doing spray painting instead of tattoos (<- unrelated but thought id mention it)

> my dad out of nowhere says “ted lasso was really good at darts”

> huh

[saturnaous]

I am incapable of not making headcanons around weed. ingo and emmet are no exception. they don't smoke as much because it's never as much fun without the both of them and ingo gets too anxious too often

bonus emmet dress below cut because I love cuts :heart emoji:

okay that's all thumbs up emoji. I have to finish reading abys. bye bye

[habitual-anarchy]

In my AU, all of the boys do HELLA weed, though Edd and Tord smoke the most.

I think Matt would take gummies for anxiety, ngl, they strike me as a very anxious person without them.

Tom does a mix of edibles and smoking, but it's usually edibles, he thinks weed on its own tastes like shit most of the time so if he's going to get high he'd rather do it in a way he enjoys.

Since all of the eddisodes canonically take place during a weekend or Holiday, I like to think after they've all had a particularly stressful week at work they all just sit on the sofa and get baked.

[nando161mando]

Hadn't had a bong in over 12mths and tried 1 medical strain cone and it made me white out then sleep for over 12hrs, compliments to my friend who shouted me a bong, haven't felt like that for a long time, 28% THC medical grade indoor grown is strong as fuck.

[thygoddessouijathicc]

The strangest Ugly headcanon ever

I think Scorpion drunk out of a bong at a party.

Like he thought he was holding a wine glass and realized too late it was a bong and everyone was staring at him so he decided to pretend he meant to do that and drink the whole thing which eventually just devolved into him hacking and crying on the floor in front of all the party guests.

He was found in need of urgent medical attention and had to end the party early and then refused to come out of his room for a week because he doesn’t want to be known as the bong guy.

I fully imagine this in the game’s art style.

Thank you for listening to my Ted talk.

[the-dalseum-duet]

silly non-canon stuff

no prompt again today! :)

@svwhssftr fuck you. you get tagged. silly kohls content for today. also soft-launching a few concepts I’ve had floating around

Kai rubbed his short nails against the iridescent sequins of his fish tie. The eyeliner on his waterline had begun to stick to his eyelashes as he blinked, and his metallic dress shoes were just barely too small for him. His crystal glass of Prosecco was the only thing keeping him awake. 

His fellow new Council inductees seemed to share the same sentiment. Sonnet’s wide-legged dress pants fluttered against their heeled shoes as they took small steps, their head half-resting on Adam’s shoulder beside them. Adam rubbed his eye, the golden eyeshadow surrounding it rubbing off on his fingers. He swore under his breath as he wiped his hand on the sheer sleeve of his collared shirt. 

However, Sara and Noeul were perfectly awake. Sara rambled about all of the minuscule details that weren’t perfect at the initiation ceremony. She confirmed that she ��had the best time, don’t get me wrong” after every sentence, but Noeul had evidently learned how to ignore her. He blankly stared at the endless, bleak sky outside the Palace. Gale trailed behind them, chiming in with an unrelated comment every few minutes. His words were not acknowledged by Sara nor Noeul. 

Sara snapped her fingers, her golden rings jingling. “We should meet up in a few minutes on the balcony of the top floor.” 

“We should what?” Sonnet murmured, linking arms with Adam. 

“Hot tub,” Noeul shortly explained. 

“Are you fucking serious?” Adam groaned. “I want to go to bed.”

“It’ll be relaxing,” Sara promised. “And it’s cold outside. I feel like we didn’t get enough one-on-one time tonight.” 

“We had plenty,” Sonnet said. 

“Maybe you and your touchy-feely little boyfriend did,” Kai spat. “Porter and I just rubbed elbows with random snooty-ass people all night.” 

“It’s fine,” Gale said. “I rubbed elbows with hundreds of ‘snooty-ass’ people to get here. I can stand a little more.”

“I’m with Belle,” Kai said. “I want to sleep.”

“But you could sit with me in the hot tub,” Noeul flatly said. 

“Damn,” Kai sighed. “That’s a hard argument to beat.” 

“I want to talk to you guys,” Sara said, fidgeting with the charm at the end of her necklace. “I’m going to spend the next few years with you. We might as well start getting comfortable tonight.” 

“Yeah, you guys should come,” Noeul said. 

“Do you ever give two shits about anything?” Adam said, pausing to turn and face Noeul. “I swear, every time you speak, you never say anything with substance.” 

“Adam, stop it,” Sonnet softly said, grabbing his hand. 

“I’m just tired,” Adam sighed. 

“I know you are.” Sonnet kissed his cheek. 

“Maybe you’d hear me say something with substance if you came out to the balcony tonight.” Noeul pursed his lips into a half-grin. 

“He got you there!” Gale said. The Council collectively side-eyed him, an awkward tension polluting the Palace halls. 

“His accent gives me a headache,” Adam whispered. Sonnet giggled. Adam wasn’t kidding. 

“I’m going up to the balcony,” Noeul said, grabbing the silver railing of the staircase with his gloved hands. Unlike the rest of the Council, Noeul’s room was in the royal quarters of the Palace. The rest of the Council stayed in the rooms beneath him. 

“I’ll be there,” Sara said, removing a few pieces of her fine golden jewelry. “I expect to see everyone else, too.” 

She shot a glittering, low-lidded glare to the rest of the Council before disappearing into her room. 

“Why is she such a bitch?” Kai asked, shaking his head. 

“Because she’s friends with Noeul,” Adam said, pressing his hand to his temples. “Everyone on this island is a bitch.”

“You can say that again,” Kai mumbled, carelessly kicking his door open and removing his various silver accessories. He hated how he looked with makeup, even when it was professionally done. He didn’t look like himself. He soaked a nearby towel in cold water before slapping it on his face. He couldn’t fall asleep yet. He had a chance at getting some good dick, at least. 

In a sense, he envied Adam and Sonnet. They always casually held each other and gave each other fleeting kisses. It was gross, but at least they were happy. Kai would rather get shot point-blank in the forehead than give Noeul a dainty little kiss on the cheek, but he wished Noeul at least recognized the tension between them. Sure, they were a drunken one-night-stand. But Kai was in Dalseum now. He deserved more than the groupie treatment. 

He changed into a stray pair of black swim trunks. He looked an utter mess. He needed to get his bangs redone. At least he was hot when he looked messy. His roommate, Gale, wasn’t hot no matter what he did. Kai smiled. It was a blessing not to be a 5’5” British man. 

He left his room to explore the halls of the Palace, the crystal tile freezing cold beneath his bare feet. As he traversed up the stairs, Sonnet’s door opened. 

“Are you seriously going?” Adam complained. 

“I want to go talk to everyone,” Sonnet said. They wore a pink floral pair of short swim-trunks and a green crocheted bikini-esque top.

“Give me a minute to get ready, then,” Adam said. Sonnet shut the door. 

As Kai continued up the stairs, he heard Sara laugh alongside echoes of The Smiths. A glass door to an expansive balcony stood in front of him, and Gale, Sara, and Noeul sat together in a blue-lit hot tub. The balcony was multiple stories above the Cocktail Quarters, which was frankly terrifying. Kai joined them anyway. 

“Shirogane!” Sara exclaimed, waving him over. Her long braids were tied into a bun behind her head, and her deep red bikini revealed a snake tattoo crawling along her back. Kai blinked. Shirogane?

Shirogane. That was the name he said he had. Right? Shit, he didn’t remember. He awkwardly smiled as he sat beside Noeul. Noeul wrapped one of his arms around Kai’s shoulders entirely unprompted. Was he flustered, or was it just the heat from the hot tub rising to his face? 

“Noeul told me you were from Kyoto,” Sara said, mixing some sort of drink with a straw. “It’s a beautiful place. You know, I went a few years ago to visit the Shinto shrines. I can’t imagine what it’s like to live there.” 

“Oh, yeah,” Kai lied. “It’s really something.” 

“Your last name is really unique,” she said, tilting her head. “I’ve never heard of anyone with that name before. Do you know any of the history behind it?” 

Shit, shit, shit. “Ah, not really.” Kai shrugged. “I’ve never been told anything about it.” 

“I assumed so,” Sara said, stretching her arms over the edge of the tub. “It’s cool, either way.”

“Thanks,” Kai whispered. Noeul barely pulled him closer. God, was the hot tub supposed to be thatwarm?

“Do you see the cherry blossoms in Kyoto?” Gale asked. “I don’t know which parts of Japan they’re in, but I’ve heard that they’re beautiful.” 

“Yeah, there are some cherry blossoms in Kyoto,” Kai slowly said. “I guess I don’t think about them because I see them so often.” 

��That’s so cool,” Gale huffed. “There’s nothing interesting in Kent. Moving to London was the best decision I ever made.” 

“Do you really eat beans on toast?” Kai blurted. Sara sharply laughed.

“What?” Gale blinked. 

“I’m sorry,” Kai said. “I was just curious. I’ve heard about the beans on toast.”

“I’m not going to answer that question.” Gale shamefully looked into the neon-studded distance.

The glass door slid open, and Sonnet and Adam stepped out into the balcony. 

“It’s cold as balls out here,” Adam said, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“That’s why we’re in the hot tub,” Noeul responded. 

Sonnet took a short puff of the blunt between their fingers as they scanned the crowd. They pointed at Kai. “Your scars!” they gasped. They pointed at their own chest, then to his. 

“Oh, shit,” Kai said. “Yeah. I never really brought that up, did I?” 

“That’s badass,” Sonnet said. “I never would have guessed you were trans. I mean, it’s pretty obvious that I’ve got some sort of fucked gender, but you? You’re set.” 

Sonnet cautiously stepped into the hot tub, being careful as to not wet their blunt. Adam followed.  

“What’s your deal, exactly?” Kai asked, squinting through the steam. “I know you’re a they or whatever the fuck, but what are the specifics? It’s always interesting to hear about fucked genders.” 

“Oh, I have no clue,” Sonnet laughed. “I’m too high to even think about that right now. I can barely do it sober. You can call me whatever you want, honestly. Adam can probably explain it to you. He’s heard me ramble.” 

“You’re, like, entirely unlabeled, right?” Adam said. “That’s what I’ve concluded from your late-night rambles.” 

“Probably.” Sonnet took another hit. 

“To me, at least, Sonnet’s gender is like an angel. Do you know much about the Bible?” Adam asked. 

“Great question for the hot tub tonight,” Sara said, chuckling to herself. 

“Not really, no,” Kai admitted. 

“I was raised Christian and lived to tell the story. Let me have my moment,” Adam said, flipping his wrist at Sara. “Most people think angels are gendered, but they’re really not. I mean, archangels are, but that’s because they have to communicate with humans. Most of them are just divine beings. That’s what Sonnet is to me, y’know? Just some divine being who speaks to me sometimes. That’s their gender.”

“That was beautiful, man,” Kai said, nodding.

“Yeah, Adam, that was really nice,” Sonnet said, leaning to kiss Adam’s forehead. 

“You know, you two make me believe in love,” Gale said. “You’re so different, but you’re so similar. And every time I see you two, you’re always looking at each other all smitten. I hope someone loves me like that someday.” 

Gale hopefully looked at Noeul. Noeul rolled his eyes.

“That’s so sweet-“ Adam started. 

“You might need to lose some weight first,” Noeul whispered, mainly to Kai. Kai was unsure how to respond to this, so he didn’t. Maybe Gale was a little pudgy, but there was no reason to make a comment about it in a group setting.

“Man, what the fuck?” Sara said, narrowing her eyes. “Noeul, was that necessary?”

“I was kidding.” Noeul blinked. He clearly wasn’t.

“What happened?” Gale whispered, quickly glancing between the two. 

“Nothing. Don’t worry about it, Porter.” Sara sipped her drink. 

“There’s no way you’re still drinking, Sara,” Noeul said, crossing his arms.

“This is a raspberry lemonade from my fridge. I didn’t want my hangover to be as bad,” Sara explained. “Mind your damn business.” 

Something tugged at the waist of Kai’s swim trunks. His face flushed. The awkward silence of the Council only made him more uncomfortable as the sensation crept further down. One of Noeul’s arms rested on the ledge of the hot tub, but the other was beneath the water. Kai could connect the dots. 

“Are we good with The Smiths?” Noeul casually asked. “I can change if we want.” 

“No, I like this one,” Sonnet answered, nodding. 

“Noeul, is this really the right time?” Kai whispered, leaning closer to Noeul. 

“For The Smiths? When is it not-“

Noeul used both of his hands to slick back his bangs. Kai’s eyes widened.

“What the fuck?” he gasped, frantically sticking his hand down his swim trunks. Adam’s face dropped. Sara covered her mouth with her hand. Kai pulled a beetle a good inch and a half long from his waistband. Kai heard Noeul laugh for the first time. 

“What the fuck?” Kai repeated, throwing the beetle over the edge of the balcony as he heavily breathed. 

“What was that?” Gale asked, his hands crossed over his heart.

“Fuckin’ bug!” Kai responded, shivering. 

“You thought that was me?” Noeul laughed. 

“Yeah, I did!” Kai exclaimed. 

“I mean, I could do that if you wanted,” Noeul said.

Kai’s face flushed yet again. “What?”

“The beetle rizz,” Sonnet whispered. Adam curled over laughing. 

“Never say that word again,” Gale said, shaking his head.

“Are you, like, genuinely offering? Right now?” Kai asked. 

“I mean, I’d be willing to fuck you after this. Not in the hot tub though.” 

Kai stared at the rest of the Council, wide-eyed. “Am I allowed to accept this offer in front of you guys?” 

“Noeul can fuck whoever he wants. We don’t care,” Sara said. 

“Then sure. Yeah, that sounds good.” Kai awkwardly gave Noeul a thumbs-up.

“A thumbs-up is crazy,” Adam laughed. 

“What else am I supposed to do?” Kai exclaimed. “I just got molested by a damn beetle. I’m already off-kilter.” 

“Should we all go to bed before someone gets hurt?” Gale offered. The Council collectively murmured in agreement. Noeul reached over to turn off his speaker. Morrissey’s crooning was replaced by the distant lapping of ocean waves and the whirring of cars beneath them.

“Meet you in your room?” Kai asked. 

“No, my dad will hear us. I’ll meet you in yours,” Noeul said. 

“Then the rest of us have to hear you,” Adam groaned. 

“Who are you to be complaining?” Noeul said. “Your tongue is down the throat of your precious angel bitch twenty-four seven.”

“Damn,” Sara said, shaking her head. Adam had no response. 

“I’ll be extra loud just for you, Belle,” Kai promised. 

“Yeah, two can play that game, Shirogane,” Adam said, reaching for Sonnet’s hand. 

“What if all of us acted like the civil leaders we are and went to fucking sleep?” Sara proposed. 

“I can get behind that,” Gale agreed. 

“I’ll see you all in the morning,” Sara sighed, shutting off the lights of the hot tub. “Be responsible.”

“Trust me,” Noeul slid open the glass door. “We won’t.”

[twothpaste]

Essential world building question; who in your intermission au smokes weed or would try it given the chance (besides Kuma of course)

Aw hell yeah, essential indeed! Answers below the cut:

Kumatora's whole family smokes, often as a communal activity when they get together. She grew up familiar with the stuff, it's no wonder where she gets it. She enjoys a fat doobie or perhaps a pot brownie pretty regularly.

Lucas likes weed. It especially helps ease his anxiety and stress. He will smoke with Kuma, Duster, and/or DCMC on occasion, but prefers baking his own edibles. I think his tolerance is actually kinda low - if he gets too high he Will start getting scared. Thankfully he's quite mindful of his limits.

Claus has tried weed multiple times, desperately hoping to enjoy it with his loved ones & reap some of the benefits his brother talks about, but truth be told? He can hardly stand it! He gets restless and uneasy, it messes with his dissociative symptoms. Being under the influence of any substance makes him feel like he isn't in control, which scares him :( Sometimes he'll try Lucas' edibles if they're dosed real low. Otherwise, he's given up and learned to avoid it.

Duster smokes and eats so much weed. He even dabbles in hemp products galore, for pain and stress management. If Wess had any idea, the old man would be popping blood vessels about it. I think Duster smoked his first blunt at like age 36 with OJ n' the boys, and never looked back.

Hinawa used to smoke mad pot, but stopped when she n' Flint decided to start a family. She got Flint in on it with her for a little bit, when they were just a couple young hooligans gallivanting about in Tennessee. He did enjoy it with her, but not alone or with anyone else - so he hasn't touched the stuff since she passed away. I think his family was a lot more straightedge than hers (wrt weed at least...). Needless to say, Grandpa Alec was and is an absolute pothead.

Jeff has tried weed at least once. Didn't really see the appeal. Straight-faced, unimpressed, "Eh, it's nothing special." If a friend offered it, he probably wouldn't be opposed. But he's not really itching to try it again.

Poo has considered it - might be a pleasant relief from his nonstop responsibilities - but he is genuinely terrified if he tries weed even once he'll become hopelessly hooked on it. He doesn't want to know what he's missing, lest he dampen his life's ambitions and disappoint his family and so on and so forth. (He will probably try it in his 30's or 40's and go "Ah. This rather nice." And it'll be utterly unremarkable.)

Ness and Paula are straight-laced rosy-cheeked good little suburban kids turned upstanding college students, god forbid they ever even dare to look at a marijuana leaf.

Porky boasts that he has done weed (and various other drugs he heard about on podcasts). In reality, he has never touched any illicit substances, and would be scared to do so.

Picky smoked pot once with some other kids behind the football field at his high school. He coughed a lot, and didn't like it very much. Lardna smelled it on him and yelled at him. His stepdad, Mr. Prettyman, sat down beside him later and lectured him gently on the dangers of drugs, in an "anti-drug campaign for elementary schoolers" kinda way, rather than a sensible adult to a teenager kinda way. Picky decided then and there he'd never do it again. Not worth the hassle. Jeez.

[yodaddysobipolar]

Apparently students vape weed at the high school my son attends. Not surprising I suppose. What is… something… is that the difference is in the girls bathroom the vape is just left there for anyone to use. Presumably in some common hiding place. Of course this may just be lore because as far as I know my son does not go in the girls bathroom.

[sorryiwasasleep]

Part of a larger fic, but can stand on its own and I wanted to share it:

Luisa & Alma

The burning in her chest and the warmth in her cheeks made Luisa feel like she was melting, in the best way possible.

Like an ice cube on a hot sunny day.

It was a Friday afternoon and the sky was clear and the birds were singing and she was sitting by a lake with her Abuela, both of them dangling their feet in the water.

They were both high as hell.

It was… an experience for sure for the girl.

Luisa had never even smoked before a few months ago and now she was sitting here with her actual Abuela sharing a joint.

If she thought too long about why she was getting high with her grandmother, Luisa’s chest would start to ache and she would burst into tears again the way she had when they’d first asked her to do this.

Abuela was getting older. It was a fact they all knew.

She was also getting weaker.

Sicker.

And things that used to come easy to her now brought her pain.

They could see it in every step she took, how she was slowing down.

So she coped how she could, and when Mamá’s food stopped helping her, Abuela turned to more natural substances, provided by Isabela.

She was relying on it more now.

But their grandmother also didn’t like to be the only person with her senses impaired, so she often asked the other adult Madrigals to join her.

When none of her children or suegros were available, she had turned to Isabela and Dolores.

Who had then wrapped in Luisa once it became clear she actually enjoyed the partaking of smoke sessions, and wasn’t just attempting and finding it not for herself, or doing so because she felt like she should.

So now here Luisa was.

High with her Abuela.

Abuela offered her the last of the joint and she took it.

As she blew out smoke, her grandmother started speaking.

“My Luisita. I see so much of your mother in you.” When Luisa turned, Abuela was surveying her with affection. She reached out with a shaking hand and patted Luisa on the cheek.

“So strong. So smart and insightful.” Abuela casts her face down, filled with shame.

“So willing to give up yourself for others.” Abuela looks back up at Luisa. “I’m sorry I didn’t see you for so long.”

It’s the first time Luisa has actually gotten a personal apology from her Abuela since everything has happened.

Abuela of course loosened the reigns and things are better now and Luisa has gotten some apologies, but they've been generic or to the family as a whole.

She appreciates this even if it makes her chest ache because well, she thinks Abuela might be trying to cover her bases as she gets weaker and Luisa hates it, because she’s longed for this apology, this remorse, but she also hates how its coming. Hates what she’s now fearing as each day passes.

She's not sure what they'll do when the day comes.

She prays it's not soon.

The apology is a lot.

Tears are immediately in Luisa’s eyes.

Abuela uses her thumb to stroke Luisa’s cheek and wipe away the first tears that fall.

“Abuela I—“

Abuela just shakes her head.

“No, no need to say anything. Unless you want to yell at me maybe.” She shakes her head again. “I don’t deserve forgiveness easily. I almost ruined us.” That last parts slips out as a whisper, but Luisa hears it.

She scoops her grandmother into her arms, which causes Abuela to let out a stunned cry before she relaxes into the embrace.

“Te quiero Abuela.” Luisa lets out through her tears.

She doesn’t forgive her grandmother for what she’s done in the past, but Luisa is more than willing to move forward. She doesn’t want to hold on to bitterness.

Luisa can feel Abuela stroking her back as she starts to hum.

It sparks a memory of when she was five years old and had just gotten her gift.

She’d dropped a brick on her own foot and was inconsolable over it, even though the physical pain was gone in an instant thanks to her madre.

Abuela had taken her into her room and they’d sat in her fancy rocking chair and she’d held Luisa tight to her chest and sang until her tears slowed.

Right now it makes more tears come to her eyes, even as Luisa holds her grandmother tighter.

She wants to cherish this.

Who knows how much longer she can?

[chiefyakousdilftits]

I don’t think I’ve ever really uploaded the very specific version of Yakou I had in my mind since like July, so, here it goes. ✨

✨ Yakou Furio Headcannons Two ; Electric Boogaloo !! ✨

( This is going to include both the Rain Code era of Yakou, and my little spinoff AUs / Devil’s Deal and Project Ninjin 💕 )

( CW ; Drug Usage !! Mental Health !! Trauma !! )

✨ Rain Code Era !! ✨

✨ Yakou does actually have an apartment in Kanai Ward, but he doesn’t really go back there too often. He and his wife both lived there, so being in a place that has practically been untouched since her death really stirs up a lot of sad feelings, so he avoids it as best as he can. He promises that one day he’ll clean it up and move back, but it never ends well when he’s there by himself for too long.

✨ He’s the youngest of three siblings ( and also the tallest ) !! He’s also the only one that lives in Kanai Ward. His mom moved across the world to her hometown, and his siblings live in various places around the world. He’s always wanted to visit his mom, but given the travel restrictions in Kanai Ward, it’s near to impossible to get out of there.

✨ He owned rabbits growing up !! He has a keepsake of rabbit feet in his desk somewhere, from all the previous rabbits he owned. He would gladly have another pet, but it doesn’t feel right to have a larger animal that needs to go outside on the submarine, and he barely has enough money to take care of himself, much less another living thing.

✨ Literally the worst smoker’s cough, also really bad sleep apnea. No, he’s not going to a doctor for it. Lots of waking up in the middle of the night to cough and clear his throat. Yakou doesn’t really get restful sleep, but he’s kind of used to it at this point. It’s part of the reason why he sleeps in so late.

✨ Has always loved the rain, he’s one of the few people that doesn’t get tired of it raining in Kanai Ward, still jumps in rain puddles when he passes by them. :))

✨ Has super bad eating habits, and rarely ever eats unless he feels like he’s starving.

✨ He’s pretty lanky, tends to trip over his own limbs. His body is soft, and he’s not very toned, especially in his hips and stomach. He definitely has muscle in his arms, chest, and shoulders, but he tends to get sore easily, and doesn’t really want to do lots of heavy lifting. He hasn’t really needs to for years.

✨ He’s probably good enough to protect himself at self defense, he can walk away from a fight, but he does get pretty banged and bruised up.

✨ He does actually need glasses, but the ones he’s wearing aren’t prescription, they’re just his late wife!s regular old sunglasses, so he tends to squint. Don’t call him out on it though, he’ll deny he needs them until the day he dies.

✨ Does not take care of himself medically speaking either, he will avoid going to the doctor at all costs, even if he’s sick. Fortunately for him, he has a rather good immune system, so it’s rare for him to get sick, but he does have unmanaged and overlooked medical conditions.

✨ Has four tattoo pieces, two half sleeves on his upper arms of flowers, his signature chest and stomach tattoo, and one on the back to match the front !!

✨ Main choice in pajamas is his suit pants, he hasn’t gone back to his apartment for any, and doesn’t really set aside money to buy more.

✨ I’ve personally always seen Yakou as cisgender ( though I definitely experiment with Trans! Yakou and love the idea of that ), and he is closeted biromantic / bisexual, disaster bi energy. He definitely tries to be as supportive of queer people as he can, but admittedly, being an older queer person, he’s a bit out of the loop on some things.

✨ I headcannon Yakou being forty - one at the time of Rain Code !! Has grey hairs for sure, though he doesn’t feel like he’s aged much since his late thirties. Doesn’t really have any sort of wrinkles yet.

( Now We’ve Reached Lop AU Territory !! )

✨ Devil’s Deal Era !! ✨

✨ Yakou is so mentally ill and unwell. Much more hardened than Rain Code! Yakou for sure.

✨ The OG! Yakou, human Yakou, non - homunculus Yakou !!

✨ Definitely gotten much better at self defense, though due to untreated trauma among other things, his fuse is much shorter. He’s bordering on paranoid at this point, and knows that people are out to get him, so he’s quick to react when he’s anxious or cornered.

✨ Unfortunately took up a lot of drugs during this era, it really adds to his paranoia and temperament, as well as his overall health. Also does a lot of chain smoking, it’s more of a coping mechanism at this point.

✨ Avoids doctors and hospitals like the plague, he genuinely will do whatever it takes to not have to go to the hospital, and really gets into home remedies and such to try and clear up any sicknesses. Keeps a first aid kit in his car to take care of injuries, and has definitely made splints for his fingers and even his leg at one point.

✨ Gets a few scars, ranging from one across his nose, one on his jawline, a few on his torso, a couple on his arms and legs, and a rune scar on his neck ( due to making a deal with the devil ).

✨ His sunglasses end up getting broken, and he doesn’t stop wearing them. It’s a reminder to keep going in the situation that he’s in, even though the cracks in the lenses obscure his vision, and by the end of Devil’s Deal, he’s just wearing the frames, because the lenses get busted out. It’s a comfort item to him.

✨ One of the few survivors of the Blank Week Mystery, he ended up escaping with a few others, and they live in an apartment complex together for awhile, until he makes a deal with the devil. Admittedly, he wasn’t the most badass survivor, and partially thanks dumb luck for making it out alive. It wasn’t really lots of fighting on his way out, more so just keeping quiet and knowing when to time his movements.

✨ Was a bartender again for awhile, and genuinely enjoyed his job this time around, especially after surviving what he did and going through the things he went through.

✨ Definitely exhibits symptoms of PTSD, depression, anxiety, paranoia, and substance abuse disorder.

✨ He becomes much thinner and definitely more dehydrated after awhile, his skin sticks to his bones and muscle, making him seem a little more toned if you don’t look close enough. Though, upon further examination, you can definitely tell he’s extremely unhealthy, with his hands showing it the most, due to his fingernails being unhealthy and the inability to find the veins in his hands and arms, and his breathing problems being much worse.

✨ Honestly so much more grouchy than the Yakou we know, especially nearing the end of this arc, but he’s just having a tough time in general throughout this entire arc.

✨ Project Ninjin Era !! ✨

✨ He’s now reached the age of 42, yippee !!

✨ Still struggling with mental illness, but has built up a wall, so while he’s definitely still very aloof, he still manages to have somewhat genuine interactions with people, especially Yui, but you can definitely tell that he’s trying to keep himself emotionally distanced from many people.

✨ This is the first time in years he’s had a comfortable home to sleep in, though he finds it almost too comfortable, too girly, too soft. But yeah, the image of Yakou sleeping in Yui’s office / guest bedroom, surrounded by all these frilly throw pillows, heaps of blankets, and stuffed bunnies is hysterical.

✨ Finally gets actual glasses !! He keeps the same frame shape, but he now has glasses that fit his head better and actually feel comfortable to wear, rather than digging into his head and nose. He ends up getting the transitional lenses too, so they get darker in the sunlight, but lighter when not in the light.

✨ Actually gets a lighter wardrobe with more breathable fabrics and such, especially since Ninjin Meadows is much warmer than Kanai Ward, and now has actual pajamas that consists of either old thrifted band tees or regular baggy shirts with flannel pants or his boxers.

✨ Starts going to the doctor at the constant insistence of Yui, eventually gets referred to a therapist for his mental health, as well as a primary care doctor, where he learns that he actually does struggle with sleep apnea, COPD, and one of his knees had healed incorrectly, so now he is encouraged to wear a knee brace / wrap to help support it due to the muscle and bone damage.

✨ Still has a complicated relationship with food, because he didn’t really eat unless he had to before coming to Ninjin Meadows, so his cues on when he’s hungry isn’t something he really picks up on anymore, but Yui definitely makes sure he eats at least two meals a day.

✨ You can definitely tell that he gets healthier during this arc, he’s more capable with helping Yui out with heavy lifting and builds back his upper body muscle ( especially in his arms, shoulders, and chest ). He also mentions that it feels like he’s gaining weight back, and while he’s initially upset about it, he eventually embraces it, getting somewhat of a a dad bod.

✨ Really shows off his skills in taking care of rabbits during this arc !!

✨ Stops smoking cigarettes, but has definitely never given up on smoking weed.

✨ Eventually gets a CPAP machine so he can sleep better.

✨ If anything, living with Yui, he has a more comfortable place to stay and someone actively encouraging him to take better care of himself, and while he’s extremely reluctant to do so, vehemently rejecting any kindness for a little bit; slowly, but surely, Yakou starts to get better again, and learn how to cope with his trauma, as well as take care of himself. That doesn’t necessarily mean he’s not still a grouch like in Devil’s Deal, since he still very much is much more grumpy than in Rain Code, but now he’s learning how to care for himself in ways he never did before. 💕

[sidhewrites]

tbh people are just too comfortable recommending drugs to strangers over the internet, especially when they aren't even being asked for a solution. I know it seems harmless enough and they're not saying this directly at me exactly, but it's really irritating to have people act like they have the universal answer (weed) to a problem with a wide variety of causes (CFS).

Why are you telling strangers to do drugs? Why are you doing that? Stop it.

Requisite disclaimer yes i know weed is a relatively harmless and widely used drug. It's still a drug and you're still telling strangers to do drugs.

[fletcherwilbury]

@comfortember Day 2: Sweater Weather

Warning for Marijuana mention, alcohol

[roguishshrimp]

love to listen to a song and think about a character

[luciferspartner]

sometimes having an immune problem makes medical appointments WAY more fun. now I’ve been taught how to make cannabis tinctures at home and how ratios get adjusted for butters for making edibles. big bonus of learning about local brands’ strains and getting medical discounts and a mini lesson on decarboxylating flower. the symptoms suck but the treatments make me feel like a silly little apothecary learning to cook medicated concoctions and sorting through all kinds of pills and creams and tinctures and stuff.