#happy 4/20 yall

[cheerupqueerup]

Locked Tomb characters least to most likely to smoke weed

Judith - Completely substance-free. Opposed to the idea of drugs on principle, but if you ask her she'll blame her sobriety on Cohort drug tests.

Palamedes - Cannot smoke on account of his asthma. (Also it's impossible to smoke anything on the Sixth because they have fire detectors literally everywhere.) Tried one of Dulcie's medical grade edibles once but it just made him scribble incoherently on whiteboards all night. Cam supervised.

Camilla - See above re: Sixth House smoke alarms. Needs to keep her head clear to be on the lookout for Threats, so mostly sub-free.

Nona - Honesty passed her the blunt one time and she took a bite out of it. She did not get passed the blunt after that.

Ianthe - This bitch defo vapes nicotine* but would Never willingly make herself intellectually impaired or emotionally vulnerable in front other people. Even when it's just her, Corona, and Babs, she can't risk them seeing her cough, it would be undignified. (*Switches from vapes to fancy hand-rolled cigarettes after meeting Augustine.)

Abigail - Tried it once to see if it would help her talk to spirits. It worked okay but ultimately she decided it's not something she needs to make a habit of.

Pyrrha - Simply prefers her habits with hangovers. Won't pass up a spliff if you offer one though.

Magnus - Stoner dad vibes but he's actually kind of a lightweight. Gets sleepy after two hits. Kind of bummed the young adults won't smoke with him.

Harrow - Opposed to drug use on principle and judges people who do them until she tries smoking once and realizes it's actually kinda nice. Still despises smoking in big groups though -- she gets too paranoid and it makes her snappy. Only gets high in very controlled environments (usually by herself, in her own bed, with a very specific and perfectly bland snack). Helps with her insomnia.

Naberius - Refuses to smoke other people's weed. Carries a dab pen everywhere and looks like a total asswipe hitting it by himself when everyone else is sharing a bowl.

Gideon - In another life, she'd be a casual smoker. Huge fan of big smoking circles with friends and stoned movie nights. Begs Harrow to drive her to Taco Bell at midnight. She's the one who first convinces Harrow try smoking.

Corona - The most elegant smoker you have ever seen. No one has ever seen her cough. Her massive bong rips captivate the room. Proud owner of a gravity bong and a wide variety of beautiful glass pieces for every occasion.

Bonus:

John - Takes one hit and by the time the piece gets back around the circle to him he's monopolized the conversation with a philosophical discussion he thinks is super deep. He's too busy talking to take another hit. Augustine is amused. Mercy snaps at him about bogarting.

[flarefighters-fr]

Hatched a primal today. 4/20 really said BLAZE IT

[yulongsfinest]

*discreetly slides you a little baggie of what looks to be weed, but is actually catnip*

(happy 4/20)

I am very disappointed in you people but above all else somewhat impressed.

[vageenween]

this edit i made is better than anything by andy warhol tbh

[mrssakurahatake]

The Old Cannabis Shop Chapter 2: Two Gentlemen of Konoha

Chapter 2 of 5 Rated: M Pairing: kakasaku

It was late when Sakura let herself into the apartment she shared with Ino. To say it had been a long day was an understatement. Naruto had pouted for the rest of the day, then as soon as Sakura clocked out, he’d whisked her home with him and Sasuke, because her second time smoking was going to be with him.

Ino greeted her with a hum, not looking up from her phone. Sakura kicked off her shoes and dropped her bag by the door before plopping onto the couch. 

“You smell like weed,” Ino complained, pushing Sakura away. 

Sakura was in too good of a mood to be annoyed by her roommate, and instead she fell back across the couch with her head in Ino’s lap. “Duh,” she laughed. “I work in a dispensary.”

“Oh my god, Forehead. You’re wasted.”  

read on ao3

[bewitchingbaker]

If your muse partakes in 4/20 don’t hesitate to invite Chris. He might not be able to smoke but he brings edibles and the best snacks. 

[trashbaby1996]

Going to the Zedds Dead concert tonight with friends and I was worried I was the only one bringing the goods and turns out we all are bringing the goods

[dazaisflatass]

Follow to see pictures of Dazai's flat ass

[grimme-and-specs]

On 4/20, I made the first one (cause hee hee funny weed number day), and then my buddy Beedle requested some other "weedstuck" (as they called it) doodles (the last one was my stupid idea)

It then spiraled into this

Last night in question:

Dave's hand over the face sends me every time

[antifragilejpn]

you slide down on the strap as she inhales, holding it as she waits for you to settle in her lap, sheathed to the hilt. her golden claw glitters in the low light, holding the joint between her fingers as she settles her arm on the back of the couch. she grips your jaw lightly with her other hand, dark eyes glazed.

you lean in, entranced, as she presses her lips against yours. you cup her face gently, rivets of amethyst scars under your fingers, as her lips part. you can barely feel the smoke passing into your mouth, but you close your lips obediently as she drifts her own down the line of your jaw.

"hold it," she murmurs, your eyes fluttering as she rolls her hips experimentally. you choke on a moan, fingers sliding into her hair for something to anchor to.

"release, baby," her gravely voice floats against your collar, and the smoke dissipates as you open your mouth, tucking your face into the crook of your neck as you whine and grind down, a soft warmth settling through your body.

"'vika, please," you murmur against her dark skin, mouthing at the line of her neck as the heat blossoms down your body, toes curling, needing her to move.

"another one?" she asks, amused, cradling your head as you pathetically mewl. you shake your head, unable to form words as she lets you fuck yourself on her strap, gripping the back of the couch for some semblance of stability.

she takes a drag herself, head falling back to exhale a thick stream of smoke, before tapping the joint on the nearby ash tray and settling it to finish later. she adjusts her stance as you fall back down on the strap, gripping your hips firmly with both of her hands. she grounds her feet firmly on the floor, thrusting up into you sharply, an unexpected moan ripping through you as the pleasure burns through your blood.

"fuck, yes," you moan, breathless, steadying yourself on her shoulders, feeling her smirk against your jaw.

you were in for a long night.

I need to smoke weed with this bitch

help me too. i want to shot-gun smoke with her so bad 😭

[the-honk-legion]

I don’t condone the use of illegal substances to the youth, me being a clown for kids and all, but I hope you all have a responsible amount of fun! Make sure to have a spice buddy!

- 🔴

[justaholeinmysoul]

I couldn't care less about Billie eilish. She's am overrated horrible person IMHO with the same charisma of a shoe but sometimes I read stuff and get angry. She comes from the Taylor Swift school: rich parents in the industry, connections, grammys old people are into her and victim complex. Her brother writes her music. Autotune. A real talent. She writes about having sex with older men, giving daddy blowjobs etc but she's all covered up until she's not. Boobs out I'm a woman. She dates men in their 30s as a grown up 20 yo that was raised as an adult since her childhood. She brags and mocks her fans when they say she was gRooMeD. Older boyfy leaves her suddenly she baby he old. He's a creep, a weirdo. Her brain is underdeveloped, no more Boobs out. People defending and backing up that shit are insane IMHO. Especially bc they're as young as her. Stop letting grown ass adults telling you they're stupid victims and that you are too when they make their own bad decisions. There's a difference between being exploited and pretending to be the victim using gender,race and age as some lame excuse.

[yulongsfinest]

Frost, did you know that this plant smells like cotton candy? Here, smell! *places in Frost’s hands a pot with catnip and starts running away giggling*.

I may regret admitting this but oh well. I spent my entire childhood in the psionic order, missing out in your typical rowdy teenager shenanigans. I was allowed to go explore as an adult without constant supervision, and you suspect I haven’t dabbled in said rowdy teenager shenanigans at least once?

[knot-doing-it]

What a day...

today is about THEM !!!

[crowsourced]

I don't smoke weed anymore (because of the demons) but mutuals in my mind I am sharing the fattest blunt with you on this beautiful day

[v1si0n]

DIVINE TIMING💫 (L.DH)

SUMMARY: you confessed to your longtime crush, donghyuck, back in high school because you figured you guys would never see each other again. you begin to question your faith in the universe when you run into him on a rainy tuesday night, and you start seeing him every day after.

GENRE: smau (some written parts), college student! hyuck x fem! reader, ????? to lovers, fluff, probably some angst but not heavy bc i’m sensitive, humor, lowkey she fell first but he fell harder trope, hyuck is a jealous little lad

WARNINGS: profanity, sexual and death jokes, mentions of reader being insecure, mentions of stalking, mentions of alcohol consumption

PLAYLIST: thinkin bout you by frank ocean, the spins by mac miller, intro (end of the world) by ariana grande, snooze (acoustic) by sza ft justin bieber , diana by one direction, midnight pretenders by tomoko aran

NOTES: hi !! idk why i chose a smau to be my first post but here it is🙁❤️ this is my first au of any kind on here so i hope yall love reading it as much as i enjoy writing !!

STATUS: completed :)

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profiles (1): y/n’s crew🤍

profiles (2): hyuck’s crew🖤

intro: canon event or just trauma🥸

ch. 1: night shifts and feet…pics?

ch. 2: #freeyn

ch. 3: severe hallucinations or…?

ch. 4: call the coast guards.

ch. 5: goodnight streaks

ch. 6: me when i LIE

ch. 7: CHAT CLIP THAT !!!!

ch. 8: not to alarm anyone

ch. 9: i spy an attention whore…

ch. 10: i have this friend

ch. 11: the proof and the pudding

ch. 12: spin the bottle

ch. 13: lol lmao

ch. 14: i loveee smart emo boys

ch. 15: sassy man apocalypse

ch. 16: jaemin’s spirit guides

ch. 17: jisung and his inability to read the room

ch. 18: what the fuck is y/nhyuck

ch. 19: potato tomato bro

ch. 20: sir cuntington and his squires

ch. 21: hyucks personal issue

ch. 22: y/nhyuckism

ch. 23: …no guillotine

ch. 24: chenle, the wordsmith

ch. 25: hyuck support group

epilogue: happy grad!