#drug/roofies

[theclam-beforethestorm]

I have a very complicated relationship with Poison Ivy’s character.

On one hand, some versions of her are really great, and I do enjoy her there, particularly her relationship with Harley and her love for plants and the Earth.

But on the other...I was rereading The Long Halloween, and in the sixth part, she puts Bruce Wayne under a spell, and there is a panel of her trapping him with vines while influenced by her pheromones and pulling him in to have sex.

No matter how much I enjoy parts of her character, I cannot forget that she had canonically raped people and that one of the foundations of her character is her using pheromones to drug people akin to date rape.

[gwandas]

acotar!feyre seeing people claim she wasn't SAed UTM after she washed her mouth out three times after that forced kiss

[flymmsy]

You Look Just Like Her

The resemblance to Gortash's lost lover is striking - Tav is the perfect canvas to bring The Dark Urge back to life.

Tavtash noncon with background Durgetash. 18+, 1.6k. Please read the tags, heavy on the angst.

Read it on AO3.

[elias-magnusnt]

Oh, by the way, if anybody was curious as to the result of our shredding experiments: It's gross. Very. And I have seen a lot. Also turns out enough pain just bypasses roofies, just like that. Ha. The more you know.

In other news, I've had to burn one of my favorite shirts and one of the rooms in the tunnels is permanently closed off. Don't go there. I don't want to have to explain that one to the cops, again.

[angelstills]

Murder on the Dancefloor (2001)

[movedtodykedvonte]

Miguel would be super anti-drugs due to how he was essentially forced into addiction, so I imagine if he catches a single spiderman smoking or talking about weed he starts a Spidey themed D.A.R.E campaign and physically tackles you if you so much as mention Tylenol around him.

[buffyspeak]

do you guys see the vision

[lemon-frog-tog]

lmao fuck i told the org if anyone tried to roofie me at the bar tonight i would bring them home to the pit but i only said that cause i didn’t think anyone would actually try to do that in buttfuck illinois 😭

anyway um. his name is josiah - he’s the one with the comb-over and the broken kneecap. you guys have my full permission to torment this one actually that’s just fine with me <3

[ashleys-coffin]

Andrew is the type of guy to accidentally spike his own drink

[state-of-franklin]

Okay community, Alastor is confirmed ace (not sure about aro) and full respect to that.

Cannibalism generally follows a sort of spectrum/political alignment chart thingy in degrees of epicurean (eating others for sake of consumption) to psycho-sexual (the inherent need to consume as an act of devotion or need, usually attributed to “sexual” because of the adjacent crimes that follow).

I wrote a Drabble about Alastor having an adverse reaction of Velvette and Valentino’s “love potion” thingy which slides him along that spectrum, delving into how to express an asexual experiencing a ravenousness that is attributed to this, but is in no way sex to any degree.

Generally, I’m wondering if I should keep this to myself, or if anyone would be interested in reading it. Any questions will be replied to.

[helenofsimblr]

Elita: Fracine led Isaac to the upstairs and shoved him into one of the sex rooms. Ok, small explanation, some of the dancers… well… pretty much all of them were more than happy to take patrons upstairs and have sex for significantly more money, and being vampires it wasn’t like they could get pregnant or an STD, so it was considered fine. So Kane encouraged it too.

Isaac: Are we supposed to be in here I mean…

Francine: We’re right where I fucking want you. C’mon, get your clothes off.

Isaac: Um what?

****

Elita: Francine just moaned with delight as she sucked on the pink cigarette furiously. It was like smoking a scented candle, and eating a dessert simultaneously.  Smoke poured down into her lungs and came back out through her nose and the sides of her lips, she couldn’t seem to get enough into her. She started to note her crotch was feeling a bit wet…

Isaac: You ok there Francine? You look amazing, so powerful, so womanly.

****

Elita: Francine took one last lung filling drag on the pink cigarette and dropped it to the mat stomping it with her foot as a long flow of pink berry scented smoke flowed out from her mouth. Isaac stared at her and watched how she stomped it with no regard for the rug…

Francine: Take… your fucking clothes off… RIGHT NOW!

[driftwooddestiel]

hiii. im normal (audio from peep show)

[batcavescolony]

They roofied my boys

The boys are eepy

Fantastic Four #5

[terrence-silver]

Would Terry roofie someone if it served his goals or just for fun?

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Terry Silver strikes me as the type of guy who'd slip stuff into people's drinks out at some club purely for the sake of it;

To gage their reactions, watch them stumble out of the bar, get sick on the dancefloor or on a corridor somewhere, perhaps while desperately queueing for the toilet, listen to what nonsense they'll spout under the influence of a drug, observe their forehead get slick and wet with sweat, their complexion turning pale, pretend to be the helping stranger with the best intentions at heart, possibly look on as they accuse everyone but him of roofing them and if they catch on and point their finger at him, then hey, he can have the pleasure of making his grand escape into the night before he's ever sighted and he'll do so laughing. He's Terry Silver. He can and will retreat into the palatial comforts of being a billionaire and shrug away from all responsibility (not that he feels any) and that fact tickles him immensely seeing as how I'm convinced he makes a habit out of going around LA and messing around with whoever he deems fit under the guise of just being some nobody right before he disappears, never to be caught.

Oh, the adrenaline rush of that. The petty sort of power trip.

It's people watching and that on it's own serves his goals.

He likes to see what someone does in the situation he deliberately put them into almost as a way to research individuals and know how to accurately manipulate someone later through meticulous and hands on practice, training his skills at toying with minds like he trains his muscles.

Notwithstanding that a man's a sadist.

People's suffering on it's own and the mischief it can bring about is as fun as fun gets.

And sometimes, all it takes is a tiny pill slipped into someone's booze.

That's where the entertainment begins.

[pinkdean]

People are being so stupid and wrong about my best friend dean on that mischaracterization poll. I fear some of you did not watch the show 😔💔

[poisonedspider]

[ stay here ] normal or reversed, your choice! from @voxuli

Angel Dust found himself blinking, completely and utterly in shock. Not because of the absolute blood bath that was happening in front of him, arguably because of him. But because the last person that he expected to step in to help him would be Vox. Even Valentino would do so, if only because he couldn't lose his prized star to something so absolutely moronic as what was happening.

This was basically an every day occurrence to Angel Dust. At least, when he was on his own, off the clock, trying to have a life for himself. It seemed that any sinner in the Pride Ring felt that was enough of an excuse to try and get with Angel on their own terms, away from the watchful eye of the powerful Overlord that he had for a pimp. It also seemed that any sinner would do almost anything to make that dream a reality, even when those ways were truly maniacal.

Welcome to Hell.

He had been who had started the fight first, already sloshed, pulling out his gun and blowing up the head of the guy that had dared to touch him. He didn't really remember how the events had transpired from there, and probably the only way that Vox had even been aware was because it was in one of the clubs that the Vees themselves ran and owned. He had allowed himself to be dragged out by the media overlord, eyes clearly blown out.

He was high, and not by choice. He heard the yelling and the gun shots and the violence, his fur spattered with blood, shaking his head as Vox had told him to stay there. Where it was safe. "I ain't just going to stay here and let you get hurt." It had slipped out without him thinking, shaking his head immediately. He tried to show how little he cared for the Vees, but when one had spent so much of his afterlife with them, that was near impossible.

"I can take care of myself." Voice slurred. "Come onnnnn. Let me go have some fun. I promise I won't get hurt."