#non binary stoner

[rezinball]

Keif

[b0neheadbvtch]

About me/Introduction

Personal info.

31, UK, England.

Amy, but my nickname is Ammo.

She/they. Butch lesbian.

I'm a total dork, a nerd.

Single as fuck, I'm available, but only for the right person, hookup culture isn't my jam. I might flirt but I'm totally awkward.

Butch for femme mostly, but butch for all sometimes too.

Neurodivergent, autistic, ADHD, and I got chronic pain/illness going on but that's just w/e.

Hobbies/Interests.

Heavy metal, deathcore, deathmetal, goth rock, metalcore, black metal, nu-metal, industrial, dark techno, dark electro.

Video games, main loves are big open world RPGs. Games like Fallout, Assassin’s Creed, Skyrim, RDR2, Balders Gate 3, Cyberpunk, Mass Effect & Horizon to name a few.

I love documentaries on crazy weather, serial killers, the paranormal & archaeology/history.

I play bass, guitar and sing 🎵 just don’t ask me to sing for you (I can’t sing lmao)

Anything horror related, g0re, thriller, psychological. I love the twisted, the dark, the grotesque and the macabre.

Anything fantasy related. Vampires, Werewolves, Creatures of the night.

Anime slaps. Period.

Swords, axes, knives, I love weapons.

420 friendly. Let's get stoned.

My dislikes.

Racists, bigots, homophobes, transphobes, ableists. Get out of here pal. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out <3

Non-binary & Trans welcome ♡

Emojis Taken:

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18+ only! MDNI. TW some NSFT sexual content, TW some g0re.

[puppyratboi]

Want to be someone's dumb little stoner puppy, just existing to get high and taken care of and maybe bred a couple times just so I'm put to good use

[ugw-dead]

Smoke break 🩷

[dissvicious]

Part of me wants the chaos and part of me walks alone What am I doing, who am I fooling? What's a life spent on your own?

Should we start loving? Give this a try? You got baggage but so do I You got baggage but so do I Let's give it a try

Alternate version under the cut!

[actualalienfauna]

Life has been good lately. Really good.

[rezinball]

I got a free rig from work I’m so lit

[dr0p-d69d]

Just me & my dirty bathroom mirror against the world

[mothmanmothplan]

Ah, my main OC [REDACTED] in terrible quality because the image is too small. Awesome.

[ugw-dead]

Today is for Gender Euphoria thanks to my new piercings 🩷

[halfbakedfairy]

i love sapphics sm 🩷

[actualalienfauna]

Life has been weird lately. Seasonal depression is fucking hard but some good things have happened.

[treesampling]

Dude I just wanna be the type of trans masc that's really short and has a dad bod and like wayyy to many tattoos is that to much to ask for????

[haebails]

Havent posted here in quite some time😈

[zeydaan-isabella]

Green Scare

Commission by Prurientpie with a story by hudsonspacecraft Anti-drug scare campaigns are often counterproductive, though this particular fearmongering pamphlet backfires to a whole new level after it drags in Zeydaan against their will and turns them into a major 'herb enthusiast', as well as the pamphlet itself becoming and advertisement for a local dispensary. One that has just seemingly gained a new customer for life...

Cannabis. Whether it be called marijuana, weed, kush, or dank, it has a profound effect on the minds of those who use them. Entire cultures have been formed on the substance. While plenty of us have been exposed to the substance in one form or another, it affects some much more than others, Our story begins with a woman named Jackie. Whatever life she previously had, whether it be as a cafe owner, an interdimensional traveler, or a prominent activist of species equality, was soon changed forever when she first got ahold of the strain. Weed ended up being so magnetic in its pull, that Jackie, whether she had ever been around other smokers before, was immediately hooked. One joint soon turned to two, then to four, until she simply ran out.  Yet, like millions of addicts before her, the munchies soon came. And much like she began to feast on brownies and cheese puffs, the substance itself soon began to munch on her life. Bite after bite, elements of it soon went down faster than she could stomach a pizza. Whatever job she had unceremoniously kicked her out, and her wiser friends began to shun her for her changing habits. Money that could have been spent on art commissions and fixtures for the house soon began to dry up, both from a lack of fulfilling income and her disregard for her own budget, spending it on frivolous surpluses of food items that would be devoured about as fast as she could hit her supply of joints. About the best job she could land was at cheap convenience stores and even cheaper fast food joints, to which she had no qualms about scarfing down company supplies on the job and taking some of it for her own.  All this, while the marijuana kept piling on. While the simple blunt she had been exposed to at first was enough for the time, as she dedicated more and more time to active smoking she discovered it in all its varieties. What started as basic blunts turned to more advanced forms: vaping, various extracts, edibles (she ate a lot of edibles), all mixed in with her growing, more eclectic diet. Above all else, she adored running after the highs of different strains, from the almost paralyzing, yet enlightening lows of the “Slowpoke and Steady” to the more exhilarating, quick highs of the “Envigoroth.” After a while, the old clothes became too stained from months’ worth of weed, and Jackie soon began to show her pride. Looser, more revealing clothing with plenty of green abound became her go-to wardrobe for the day, if only to make it crystal clear how into the stuff she was. Even her appearance seemed to change, features becoming feline and fur becoming as green as the weed she now permanently had on her person. With her appearance now screaming to everyone around Jackie was a true-blue stoner, she only found it fitting to sell off the old house, which had seen better days (especially before she discovered hotboxing) and invested in an RV where she could wheel around to different venues and spread the wings she never had before. This new lifestyle (and her rather funky smell) naturally attracted a certain clientele, and with how much extra stock she had, suffice to say she had a ton of new smoke buddies with her. In time, encouragement from these like-minded individuals led Jackie to produce her own strain, “Sprig Season…” …Which takes us to today. Having recently partnered up with us at the Magical Leaf Dispensary, Jackie now provides us with the substance for a hefty commission. We are open to any new and upcoming strains of all kinds to add to our varied repertoire of different flavors. Our munchies bar and spacious interior leave loads of room for you and friends to get into the stoner lifestyle. Who knows, maybe it’ll change you as much as it did for Jackie? Take it from her, “One hit…and you’ll be a customer for life…” [A/N: the author does not endorse irresponsible use of cannabis products ad depicted here; said actions are only portrayed positively for storytelling purposes]

[daddyyo]

“I think I like the way it hurts”

-Movements