#intoxication tw

[satanspuppy420]

Ugh yesss

on the topic of being high and fantasies-

i desperately need someone to gaslight me into getting absolutely high out of my mind, to the point where I can't move or think

convince me that im not that high, that someone whos high wouldn't be able to hold the vape, right? so i must need to take more hits

"You took 3 hits? Such a good girl! But if you can still count, you must not be high! So I think you should take a few more, okay?"

[sugusatodyke]

You're stressed? Why dont you get high for me so you can be vulnerable and easy to manipulate while I fuck you better? The weed will make you warm and fuzzy and I can fuck all of the bad thoughts out of you head so you'll just feel fuzzy and not have a single important thought!

[high-kite]

I want to be someone’s stupid, high little slut. I want someone to just feed me an edible and then make me take hits until I can’t anymore. Until i am a coughing and wheezing mess. Then the edible starts to kick in too. I feel so sick and so overwhelmed i can do nothing but lie down. Someone needs to then keep touching me until i cry, pretty please!!!!

[callme-a-good-girl]

anyone wanna make me watch as they spike my drink, then hold a gun to my head and make me drink it while you tell me all the filthy things youre gonna do to my unconscious body

[the-420-siren]

Happy Halloween

I'm planning on getting super drunk on Halloween, and I want you to help me

For every Like, I will take a sip of my drink

(15 sips = 1 drink)

For every comment, I will have 1 whole drink

For every reblog, I will take a shot.

I also want to let you decided what I'm drinking on Halloween night

My intention is to go buy whatever you all pick because I'm fresh out. So have fun :)

[oaknuggens]

Imagine getting high with your f/o and them getting giggly about how much they love you

[xx-pretty-toy-xx]

Wake me up just to tell me I should smoke and after I take a few hits tell me to take another

And another

And a n o t h e r

Until my mind is foggy and then start to rub me through my jeans as I start to become a dripping mess for you, tell me to take another hit and slip your hand into my jeans. Rubbing my T cock with your fingers as I become a moaning mess.

[pillowinbetween]

Actually didn’t want y’all to wait anymore since I’m about to be high and would forget to post lol so here’s some new audios cuties 💛💛💛

Begging Daddy (nb and women daddies ONLY)

Edgedd fuck

Fingering (soaked)

Out of my mind high (honestly don’t remember this)

Inserting my dildo

Pussy Spanks (literally happened ten minutes ago)

[sunnynwanda]

Hi! Ive been following you for a long while and I love your writing so much!

If you feel like it, could you write a hero x villain, one of which is the type to get touchy and playful when drunk and accidentally confesses to the other like that? With the other being surprised

Ofc you can take it in whatever way you want! :D

Do Your Worst

Warnings: intoxication, slightly suggestive (i guess?), bad flirting xD

Villain was stoic. Cold as ice, unmoving as a mountain. They never flinched, never winced, never recoiled. No matter how strong the blow was, no matter how bad it hurt. No muscle dared to twitch on their carved face, not one sound escaped their pale lips.

They were made of stone - Hero was sure of it. 

Here remembered their first battle with Villain, the power of their blows unmatched, rumbling in the emptiness of the building, concrete crushing under their fists as they chased Villain relentlessly. In retrospect, Hero knows they must have broken at least five ribs, if not more. Yet, the only reaction they got from Villain was a quirked eyebrow - a mocking challenge. A dare to keep going, to give more. Bring it on.

Do your worst. 

Hero hated those words despite having heard them a thousand times before. A spark ignited deep within, turning into lightning, rushing through their veins like a wave. Passion and power. Hero had no idea where to draw the line. Villain was insatiable in their hunger, unstoppable in their pursuit of a thrill. Yet there was no satiating Hero's thirst either - they wanted more. More fire, more freedom. More of Villain.

But Villain was the epitome of indomitable. Impassive. Equable.

All the more surprising was the state they found Villain in today. No, surprising was not the word for what they were feeling. They were struck dumb, astonished, speechless. Anything but surprised as they take in the look of Villain swaying on their feet and coming to a halt in front of them with the sweetest pout on their soft lips. 

"Baby-y," they exclaim, excitement colouring their voice in a way Hero has never heard before. "What are you doing here?" 

Hero staggers back, their eyes blown wide. Villain attempts a smile, their lips curling up to reveal the dimples on their cheeks. Hero feels their heart skip a beat at the sight.  

"Villain, are you alright?" They start cautiously, part of them suspecting that their nemesis has been drugged. 

Villain nods, failing to form a stern expression and setting on an adorable frown. "Mhm. Missed you. So much." Their words come out slurred but manage to send Hero's eyebrows up into their goddamn hairline. 

"You... what?" Hero mumbles out, breath hitching in their throat as they process the words. They are quick to react when Villain stumbles forward, gripping Hero's outstretched arms for stability. 

Except, they don't stop at that. Once Hero steadies them and lets go of their hands, Villain doesn't step back. Instead, they wrap their arms around Hero's waist and rest their chin on Hero's chest as they tilt their head up. 

"Hi, baby," they muse, their pupils dilated from intoxication. Hero's throat goes dry at the sight, their hands twitching to touch Villain's flushed cheekbones, brush their fingers over the sensitive skin, ignite them the same way Villain's words have them on fire. 

"Hi," Hero breathes out, their mind spinning. "You're drunk." They state the obvious, earning a deep rumble of a chuckle from Villain. 

"Mhm," Villain hums, leaning closer, their chest flush against Hero's. "And you're pretty." 

"I- w-what?" Hero stutters out, their brain short-circuiting when Villain's hand slides up their chest to their neck, their fingers brushing the side of Hero's neck. "What are you doing?"

"Hm?" Villain looks up at them, blinking innocently and sending a shiver down Hero's spine. Holy mother of god. 

Hero wants to remove Villain's hands from their body, they really do. But, the moment they actually try, Villain gives them the most adorably heart-shattering pout they have ever seen, and who the hell is Hero to refuse them? 

They sigh heavily, cupping Villain's jaw, their thumb rubbing soft circles into their cheek. "Shh, let me get you home, okay?" They ask, gazing intently into Villain's heavy-lidded eyes. Villain nods, leaning into their touch with unexpected desperation, their lips parted in strained pants.

Hero draws them closer, holding them upright, but almost drops them when their apathetic nemesis yelps. Hero stares at their enemy cradled in their arms when Villain does the unthinkable. They giggle. The sound rings through the air, and Hero all but dies on the spot, their mouth hanging agape for a moment too long, drawing another soft laugh out of Villain, who must have decided to break Hero's mind because they wrap their arm around Hero's shoulders, nuzzling into their neck. 

"I've wanted to do this for so long," they mutter against Hero's skin, sending a flood of lava down their throat. Hero lets out a guttural groan, barely restraining themself from lifting Villain's head from their shoulder and devouring them on the spot. 

"Villain, please," Hero whispers, unsure of what they are pleading for - for Villain to stop or to keep going. Keep ruining me.

Villain shakes their head, their lips brushing against the side of Hero's neck when they speak again. "I won't have the guts to say this when I'm sober," they confess, and Hero freezes, too stunned to move, speak or even breathe.

They can't remember what they need the air for when Villain's cold fingers trace the outline of their lips. They feel intoxicated, Villain's drunken state influencing them in the strangest way possible, making them feel lightheaded like no alcohol ever could. 

"Villain," Hero warns through gritted teeth, struggling desperately to maintain control and composure when Villain stands on their tiptoes, leaning on Hero's chest for stability. "One more word from you, and I won't be responsible for my actions."

They press their forehead to Villain's, their eyes meeting with scorching intensity, Hero's gaze glowing with insanity and desire.

Villain might be made of stone, but Hero isn't. 

Hero is on the verge of falling apart, crumbling under Villain's smouldering hands like they are made of clay. 

"Do your worst," Villain whispers against their lips, and Hero loses it, capturing Villain's mouth, crushing into them with a groan rambling in the back of their throat. 

No, Hero is not made of stone. And neither is Villain.

A/N: Hi, sweetheart! Oh my, thank you so much :) You have no idea what this means to me and how good it makes me feel to receive requests and notes like this! Love you with all my heart <3 xo Sunny

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[whumper-whimsy]

Decoy

Cw: Intoxication, drugs, captivity

Whumpee sat limply on the ground of Whumper's office, dressed in Whumper's clothes— even down to his glasses. He couldn't remember much from earlier except for Whumper's panicked ramblings about cops and the evacuation of the other captives. Whumpee wasn't carefully restrained and hauled out of the house like the others... no, he was left for last.

He vaguely remembered some pain and then the blackness of sleep. Whumpee struggled to sit up, groaning. He spotted a pill bottle beside him— unlabled, but spilled over with white capsules.

Suddenly, the door was thrown violently open, and people poured into the room. They all had guns aimed at Whumpee, big SWAT shields blocking their bodies.

"Hands up," one of the officers barked, his voice grating on Whumpee's ears. He obeyed instinctively and flinched as the man shouted again, "It's the end of the line, Whumper!"

Whumpee looked around helplessly, blinking with confusion. "Wh... whumper? H- he left, I don't..."

"Dont play stupid," another officer spat, her voice venomous. "You've run from us enough. It's over, and you're going away for a long time."

Whumpee's voice was slurred. "Ple... please, you don' understand... I-" He cut off with a grunt as the officers grabbed him. The grip of both of the officers' hands was unforgiving. Whumpee did his best to fight back, but it was absolutely useless. Everything was hazy as he was dragged violently into the daylight— oh, how he'd missed the beautiful daylight!— and forced into a black government van.

It dawned on Whumpee's sluggish mind that he'd been framed. Of course, the cops would realize eventually that Whumpee wasn't the serial murderer that they were looking for, but who knows how long it would be?

Whumpee wasn't a suspect. No, he was a decoy. And he was sure Whumper would be back to take his dearest captive.

[sillyfakeboy]

need to get blackout drunk and let someone use me as a sex toy is that too much to ask

[sugusatodyke]

Sharing a blunt, turning into sex. Your dom thinks your mouth looks so pretty while taking a hit. You keep giving each other smokey kisses, and the weed makes you both hornier, and hornier until your dom is fucking you with blunt in mouth. They pass it right back to you. While it is a bit hard not to cough on the smoke at first, you both soon get used to it as you keep sharing it while having sex

[high-kite]

Sometimes I like to think about what I want and need. I need to be kept in a dream like state. I want to be kept so stupid and high that I am just helpless.

Time keeps passing without me knowing. I don’t know when to eat, when to sleep, when to get up, anything. I need to rely on someone else. I want to be someone’s stupid pet, constantly cared for.

Come on, I’ll do anything to stay fucked up~ Anything to be high~ Anything to be a good slut~ I need it~!

[callme-a-good-girl]

oohh fuuuuck i made the mistake of snoking after drinking a while bottle of wine

my head is spinning so much snd my pussy is leaking

ph god i absolutely want someone to break jnto my apartment and raoe me like god damn

guess mt fingers will have to do

[princess-munchies]

Someone needs to drug me and then start preaching me to me. Convince me you are my god. Make my reality nothing more than just you and getting stoned for you. Turn me into a cult of excess. Make me your stupid and loyal follower. Keep me stupid and high and believing in you~!

[the-420-siren]

So the Game I am playing tonight is called

4D20

You do a blinker

Roll a d 20 (20 sided Die)

Whatever the dice lands on

You set a timer for that amount of time

Then you do another blinker and repeat