#drinking and smoking

[majorbisexualpanic]

His competitive excitement leaked into his voice.

“Oh yeah?” Dream asks. “What’s in it for me?” He shouts over the crowd as the skater gains a small distance.

“My name as a reward.”

Okay, that’s not too bad.

His eyes narrow suspiciously, “What’s in it for you?”

[eddiediaaz]

(you don't have to be a frequent enjoyer of either to vote. weed can mean any type of marijuana products: joints, edibles, oils, etc.)

add where you're from in the tags if you feel like it!

[marzipanandminutiae]

what's with the weird glorification of smoking that's come back lately

like

I've seen so many posts that paint opposing smoking as some impossibly Loser-ish or puritanical stance and I really don't get it

it makes you, your house, and your clothing stink, destroys your teeth, and gives you lung cancer. opposing it is. Correct. obviously addiction is very complicated and quitting can be hard, but just saying "smoking is gross and harmful as a practice (including vaping)" is True and Right actually

some of you have never grown up hearing about how some beloved family member died a slow, agonized, wasting death of smoking-induced cancer, or watching it firsthand for yourself, and it shows

[phoenixshallrise]

Can nobody see nuance on this site? Yes, Neil Gaiman is a famous author who has, surprise surprise, just been accused of horrible and awful things. “Burn his books” “if you watch good omens you support genocide”. The world is not black and white. Let’s look at the facts:

Neil Gaiman is very rich, very famous, and a very cishet guy

Neil Gaiman is very vocal about his support of transgender people

Neil Gaiman fingered his son’s 22-year-old Nanny when he was 61, when they were in a legal sexual relationship

The journalist who broke the news is a transphobic radfem and the sister of Boris Johnson

The podcast discussing this story with the is very anti-BDSM (something very much present in the relationship between Neil and the first victim)

Texts and emails between Neil and Scarlet (one of the women) were expressions of mutual sexual desire/enjoyment

The two women said they were both in their twenties when the respective sexual relationships began, with Neil several decades their senior (61 with Scarlet and mid-forties with K)

The victims have accused Neil Gaiman of raping them via digital penetration and have shared very similar stories

You are not a horrible person for still liking Neil Gaiman media. Stop telling people to burn their copy of good omens. Stop telling people that reading the Sandman means they support genocide. Stop turning this into a chance to spread antizionism. Stop trying to get David and Michael to speak on this. You don’t know anything except what has been written. You do not have the moral high ground.

Take a deep breath and get off of tumblr.

Go touch grass.

(edited because of wording)

(please see my other post where I reblogged with more info)

[ratatoskryggdrasil]

Torajiro

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

@waynes-multiverse Huh...holy fuck...dead now, thanks. But two can play at that game! Here's some #bad boy smoking:

I have NEVER and I do mean, NEVER found smoking attractive - then this motherfucker came into existence and I couldn't get enough of it!

Also when I saw your 😈 emoji, I totally thought you were going for this:

[avephelis]

@t3rm1n0s yo this concert kind of ass

[sana5353]

ruikasatober day 24 - nakashira

[gigamuffinsofie]

the reason Egon doesnt smoke wouldn't be because of health or addiction or whatever, it would be his own weird reason with his own weird science behind it methinks

[ruporas]

drank too much

[ID: Digital Art of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash’s body is turned slightly away from the viewer as he holds a staggering Wolfwood by his shoulder. He has one foot ahead of the other, the foot in the back used to stabilize himself from tipping over. Wolfwood is tethering into Vash, his weight pressed into him with his arms wrapped around Vash’s waist and his face is hidden away as he leans against Vash’s shoulder. Vash’s expression can be seen, his eyes wide and mouth tight-lipped, and his face is flushed red. A speech bubble comes out from Wolfwood, saying a drawled “Spikeyyy...”. The background are desaturated pastels of blue and green, showing night time, as they stand in the middle of an empty street that is also lit by the moon not depicted. Yellow light is seen coming from the inside of a saloon. End ID]

[majorbisexualpanic]

“The name’s—”

“Quackity?” George interrupts screaming.

Quackity looks over Dream’s shoulder seeing George staring back at him with the biggest smile any of them have seen.

“George!” Quackity shoves past Dream and Sapnap to give George a hug. The two don’t seem to pay attention to Dream or Sapnap who are looking at the others with confused looks.

[housecow]

Are you happy with your face gains?

yesss!! i’ve undeniably gained a lot in my face (it’s so much rounder and cuter now!! i have v chubby cheeks) and i’m coming to terms with having a double chin currently…

honestly. i feel like i look so much better fatter?? when i was at my lightest (like. 210) i remember feeling so insecure about my face and how it was shaped, if i had a double chin, etc… but now. i’m obsessed, i’ve rounded out and softened and it’s such!!! a good look <333

[stevebabey]

"Alright, here we go!" The bartender announces, leaning up to place the drinks on the bar.

"That's one whiskey, neat—" He says, sliding the lowball cocktail glass with amber liquid in front of Eddie.

"—And one Whammin' Slammin' Booty-Bangin' Pina Colada."

He places the extravagant cocktail in front of Steve. It's decorated to the nines with a straw, an umbrella, a piece of pineapple, and a little bit of tinsel on a toothpick. A whole party decoration in a drink.

"You guys have a good night." The bartender says warmly, already moving down the bar to tend to other customers.

Eddie stares down at the whiskey in the glass before him and pouts a little. Beside him and watching his boyfriend closely, Steve rolls his eyes.

"Oh, quit being dramatic," Steve says, sliding the cocktail across the bar so it's in front of Eddie, who had ordered it. He steals the glass of whiskey back at the same time.

"It happens every time."

"It happens most times."

"That isn't much better!" Eddie protests, even as he leans down and takes a long sip from the straw while they both get to their feet and leave the bar. Steve's hunting for a table they can snag, his eyes narrowed in focus. Eddie follows him blindly, his cocktail cupped in both hands.

"I'm serious, Steve! What is it about this adorable face—" He says, gesturing to himself, barely letting go of the straw to talk. It doesn't seem to faze him that Steve doesn't even glance back. "—Says I don't want to enjoy a Whammin' Bammin' Big Booty Colada?"

Steve comes to a stop, pausing his search for a moment to look back at Eddie. His expression seems unimpressed on the surface but Eddie can see his lips twitching up at the corners.

"We've had this conversation too many times, babe." He sighs halfheartedly and takes a quick sip of his own whiskey, eyes casting back out across the bar. "You have scary dog energy, you know this. You specifically dress like this on purpose."

Eddie picks up the pineapple wedged on the edge of his glass and bites into it, sending it down with another sip of his cocktail as Steve leads them further into the back of the bar. He finally spots a spare empty table.

"C'mon, I think I found one." Steve urges, one hand snaking back to make sure Eddie's following.

"Is it a crime to wish to not fall victim to stereotypes?" Eddie prattles on, following Steve duly by slipping his hand into Steve's outstretched one. His cocktail wobbles precariously as he takes another gulp.

"Like when that waitress gave me your awful black coffee! And you got my delicious delicacy that I paid extra hard-earned money for..."

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i like to think that when steve and eddie go out, people always lean into their assumptions and are like hmm ok preppy boy with the polo? oh he gets the fruity cocktail! and eddie is always like >:( i don't want this expensive puddle of piss gimme the bonanza supreme cocktail pls. like excuse me i paid for that.

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

La prima notte di quiete (Valerio Zurlini, 1972)

[yj-98]

i AM a strong believer in tim drinking energy drinks btw. jolt. josta. red bull. rockstar. monster energy my friend monster energy. the trashy ones. the skater park ones. the ones you get at the convenience store and collect the tabs and put them in chains or on shoelaces. trust me when i say that the vibe of the completely innocuous and loser rebellion of drinking those things bc theyre 'unhealthy' fits him. the status of them amongst suburban white children. they do serve the purpose of keeping you awake whether you want to or not and personally break through my own caffeine tolerance.

like tim IS the kind of person to just run on fumes til he passes out and the coffee thing is fanon yadda yadda but i just. think that nothing is funnier than tim "canonically drove a car at 14 and has a skateboard" drake collecting drink can tabs. because he would. to me

[stefisdoingthings]

he watched a show and he HAS to talk about it