#sticky vape pens

[ratquesadilla]

waste my time (chapter 1)

pairing: stewy hosseini x oc

word count: 1628

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43040553/chapters/108152808

a one night stand with endless consequences.

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heads up theres a little bit of smut in this chapter

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one thing no one tells you about harvard; the BU parties are always much more fun. 

maybe it was the fact that no one knew who my family was when i was under the dim lights of any of the shitty frat house basements on BU’s frat row, maybe it was the fact that trashy tequila always tastes better when its free. who knows? regardless, i was spending another friday night lurking in this sweaty, sticky, hazy, death trap. another weird BU holiday meant an excuse to go on a bender, who cares if i didn’t actually go there.

i melted into the dingy couch, pulling the pen out of my pocket and taking a hit. 

“can’t smoke cigarettes like the rest of us?” a voice said, dropping onto the empty space next to me.

“who says i dont?” i said, turning my head to the right and blowing smoke in the mystery mans face. “maybe i have manners and don’t wanna smoke in a strangers basement.”

“a harvard girl with caring about what BU fratholes think of her? thats a first.” he scoffed. 

“yeah well maybe i dont wanna get blacklisted from these things.” i replied, beginning to get annoyed by his cockiness.

“sweetie, with that face you could get away with anything.”

“oh really?” i questioned as i leaned my head on the back cushions and turned my body towards him.

“really.” he stated, plucking the vape from my fingers and bringing it to his lips. 

“do you do this with every girl?”

“only the ones i wanna fuck.” he said, shit eating grin plastered on his face.

“should’ve lead with that.”

“can’t blame me for trying to do it the old fashioned way.”

“whatever.” i replied, standing up and reaching to grab the vape from the mystery man’s hand. letting my fingers linger on his palm until he closed the gap and engulfed my hand in his. i rested my knee on the cushion between his knees, pulling his hand onto my hip and leaning down to smash my face onto his. 

“bold.” he whispered. “i like it.”

“don’t make me regret this.” 

“trust me sweetie, this is gonna be the best night of your life.”

——

an hour later i found myself sweaty and exhausted in my bed. the mystery man’s head peeking out from between my thighs, and my fingers tangled in his hair. 

he planted a kiss on the inner side of my leg, readjusting his grip on the underside of my knees. slowly inching towards my entrance. almost taunting me with how much he knew i wanted this. “may i?” he asked, looking up at my with a devilish stare.

“this is the second time you’re going down on me tonight alone, i think we’re past the point of needing to ask shit like that.” i giggled, releasing one of my hands from his hands to cover my mouth during my sudden burst of joy.

“just wanted to make sure.” he replied before diving into me, burying his face in my pussy.

“oh shit.” i moaned as his tongue began rhythmically flicking at my clit. in perfect time with whatever classical piece he was composing in his head. the mystery man was mozart and i was his piano, our moans coming together to create a symphony of sounds. i released his curls from my grip, reaching down and digging my nails into his shoulder as i reached my peak. 

the mystery man’s hands moved from my knees to my hips, holding my entrance to his lips and preventing me from shaking after the mind melting orgasm i’d just been subjected to. he lifted his head from the valley between my legs and sat up, the dim lights illuminating my room reflecting on the shine (no doubt because of what i’d just splattered on him) on his lips and nose. 

i outstretched my arms, beckoning him to close the gap between us. “babe.” he said, before wiping what was left of me off his face. “i’ll only be a minute.”

“whatever.” i muttered before flipping onto my side and reaching for my phone. 

“and here i thought we were gonna keep this discreet.” he said, standing up and hobbling towards the doorway.

“i don’t kiss and tell.” i scoffed, plastering on a mock offended face. “if you really must know i was checking the news.”

“what could be so pressing at two in the fucking morning.” he half yelled from the bathroom.

“it’s nothing.” i shouted back, plugging my phone in and outstretching my arms as he returned to the doorway. in all of his naked glory and a damp washcloth in his hands. “you really don’t have to.” i insisted as he began peeling apart my legs, in a nonsexual but very hot way. 

“i don’t know what the other guys you’ve been with are like sweetie,” he said. “but this isn’t optional.”

my breath hitched as the cool cloth hit my skin, the mystery man gently running it against every area he attacked earlier. 

after thoroughly cleaning my body he returned the towel to its place in my bathroom and began slowly slipping back into his clothes.

“stay.” i begged, reaching my hand out to grasp his.

“babe.” he said, hooking my pinky with his pointer finger. “i wish i could.”

“early morning?” i asked.

“breakfast with my roommate.” he replied, leaning down to kiss my knuckles. “can we raincheck round two?”

“more like round four.” i muttered. “but sure, i’ll see you around? hopefully?”

“i thought this was a one night stand, don’t tell me i was so good you’re just waiting for me to court you.”

“in your dreams, i just wanna keep my options open that’s all.”

“i’m sure we’ll find each other again gorgeous.” he said, kissing my forehead before turning towards the exit. floating away as if he was a figment of my imagination and lingering in my dreams as a slowly fell asleep.

——

his presence lingered when i woke up in the morning. from the sheets- stained with our sweat and desperation- to the rug- slightly wrinkled from how we hastily ripped each others clothes off the second we entered my room. i instinctively reached to the opposite side of the bed, expecting to hit an unconscious man, and came up empty.

shit. i thought, remembering our conversation from hours before. quickly being interrupted by the alarm blaring from my phone rested on the bed side table. 

“brunch with kendall.” glowing from the screen, sending a shooting pain through the middle of my head. 

a hangover? are you fucking kidding me. i didn’t even drink that much. i complained as i mentally berated my body for deciding to give me an ear splitting headache on today of all days. 

i pulled myself out of bed and into the bathroom, a bit shocked when i realized i was completely naked. the sub par heating in my dorm doing nothing to keep me from freezing. yanking the medicine cabinet behind the mirror open and clutching fistfuls of asprin to shove down my throat, i tried to recall anything distinct about the man from the night before. i knew he lived on campus, and that he was a business major. everything but his name.

who are you, mystery boy. i thought as i sluggishly dug through the piles of clothing scattered across my room, looking for anything comfortable to wear to breakfast. eventually settling on the first pair of sweatpants that didn’t smell like they’d been sitting on the ground for a week, or weed, and a very obvious turtleneck. neither was what i wanted to smell like this morning. 

a second alarm went off from somewhere in my room, reminding me that i needed to leave in the next 20 minutes if i wanted to be on time. i scrambled around to find my phone, grab sunglasses, and a beanie to cover the unfortunate sex hair from the night before. 

——

“little sis.” kendall smirked as i sauntered up to the table, mere feet from the entrance of the cafe.

“jesus kendall did you seriously have to choose a seat outside?” i droned, reluctantly sitting in the chair parallel to him.

“what?” he joked. “you don’t love the weather this time of year.”

“whatever.”

“i’m just teasing.” he said, waiving down the waiter for a refill on his coffee. “long night?”

“something like that.” i muttered.

“i can tell.” he chuckled before taking a sip of his drink. “that turtleneck is totally inconspicuous. pair that with the hat and you look like any other college kid.”

“fuck off.” i said, kicking him in the leg under the table. “you’re just jealous that i’m getting more action that you.”

“in your dreams.”

“asshole.”

“nympho.”

“limp dick.”

“whatever.”

“oh my god!” i exclaimed. “you aren’t even gonna deny it.”

“sorry that i don’t want you knowing what goes on with my junk.”

“were twins dick for brains, i had to live next to your junk for nine fucking months.”

“maybe stop talking about my dick, my roommates supposed to get here soon.”

“your mysterious and totally real roommate.” i scoffed, rolling my eyes and casting a shadow of doubt over his words. 

“yeah my very real roommate.” he said, flicking his chin up to a figure behind me. “stewy my man, you were taking so long i thought you got lost.”

“calm down princess, i got here eventually didn’t i?” he said slinking into the chair between me and my brother.

holy fuck, i thought. there’s no way this is happening. lifting my head to meet his eye line, the brown eyes i’d stared into for hours the night before looking right at me.

i just fucked my brothers fucking roommate.

[cheelduh]

How to get Hit-listed by a Stonehide Lawachurl (High School AU!)

Part 6 of the highschool au

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

Pairing: Childe x fem!reader

Synopsis: Childe’s a menace to everyone when playing dodgeball. Even as his new girlfriend, you’re no exception to his affinity for raising hell during the most tranquil of circumstances.

Warnings: Swearing, bad humor, and absolutely horrid spelling mistakes.

Words: 5.3k

Note: Longest chapter yet sheeeesh 🗿

Negotiation is an art.

Childe, or "Tartaglia" has utilized the art of negotiations in his daily life. Whether that be scamming the ninth graders with fake weed, or convincing the teachers why he doesn't deserve detention for injecting random fluids from the chem department into the school's resident pet frog.

All in all, by becoming an expert in the field of negotiations, Childe is nothing if not a master, tongue silver and smooth as he takes on a new opponent.

Which is why he dutifully negotiates with you on this Monday morning in front of the History classroom, getting down on one knee and pulling out a—

"I hope to Barbatos you aren't proposing Childe," You hiss, panicked eyes landing on the velvet box he's pulling out. "Considering that we're sixteen and still in highschool."

As if remembering those meagre details, Childe gulps and shoves the box back into his pocket. "Uhhh yeah, I was just, tying my shoelaces?" It comes out as a question.

You let out a sigh of relief, overlooking how he undoes his shoe laces just to do them all over again.

The ring burns in his pocket as he gets back up.

"Why did you call me here?" You ask, hand on your hip, foot impatiently tapping. The tap tap tap isn't because of impatience though, it's because you need something to cover the nervous palpitations of your heart.

He gives you a vicious smile, sinister enough to shake the bones of anyone who's observing, opens his daring mouth to show the imaginary sharpness of his teeth. Then with the confidence of about a hundred shirtless tiktok boys, he finally demands:

"If you don't become my girlfriend, I will kill—"

"Yeah sure thing." You answer before he can finish, soft smile growing.

Childe chuckles evilly, "I knew you'd say that, but I've come prep—wait a minute." He snaps out of his villain origin phase, stumbles back a bit, then his eyebrows are furrowing in confusion. "Did you just say yes?"

You nod, cheeks flaring up. "Don't make me repeat it." Then you look away, too embarrassed to see his reaction.

For a second, Childe's internal conflict following the chain of this event causes him to temporarily malfunction, and all he can do it stare at you in amazement.

It's only when you tell him to stop staring and jump off the school roof is when he snaps out of his daze, a grin festering on his face.

He lunges straight at you, giving you no time to deflect him as he wraps his bone crushing arms around you, then lands a soft smooch on your forehead.

"Let go of me you idiot!" You barely wheeze out, light headed not only because of your lungs being squeezed like oranges, but also because of the sloppy kiss he's delivered so ungracefully.

He does so reluctantly, and you're unamused, wiping the stickiness off your forehead with a sleeve as he steps back.

"Ew what the fuck?" You say, glaring at him. "What's wrong with you?"

He completely ignores you, giddy with excitement. "Ah girly, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that. I can't wait to introduce you to my parents and eat lunch together and kiss each other during break—"

"Slow down." You tell him, as red as a tomato towards all his suggestions. "We've barely started dating."

"Oh," Childe stops momentarily, then nods in agreement. "You're right. We should start small. How about I walk you to class?"

"We're already in front of class." You nudge your head towards the classroom, and catch Zhongli and Venti peeking from the side of the door, trying not to be obvious.

You narrow your eyes at them threateningly.

Childe tugs your arm, lovingly looking you up and down. "Let's walk to class together anyways. In a circle."

A complete waste of time, yet it's impossible to say no to the face he's making.

Before you guys depart he suddenly stops, gasping loudly, remembers something important. "I have to make a quick phone call."

Childe speed dials Scaramouche, and the latter picks up annoyed, answers the phone with muffled sounds in the back. Something that sounds a bit like pleading and whimpering.

He then mutters something that forces dread into your system. "You can release the hostages."

You hear Scaramouche groan on the other end, muttering a "such a pain in my ass", but choose not to question it immediately.

As soon as the phone call is done and you're back by his side, you point at his phone questioningly. "What hostages Childe?"

He gives you a close eyed smile, taking the fifth.

"What hostages Childe?" You repeat again weakly.

—

First period goes by smoothly for the most part. Lisa, your so called best friend, once again is bought off like a corrupted politician by your new boyfriend. She sits far away from you, leaving you without any defences against the menace that dotes on you a bit too much.

Throughout class, all Childe does is score Venti's colourful pens, and then writes you annoying little love notes, using the expert origami skills he's learnt from Anthon to deliver them to you.

Despite the threat of distraction these notes pose, the corners of your lips can't help but tug upwards at his enthusiasm and attempt at poetry.

Zhongli makes sure not to ask you two any questions the entire class, leaving you to your own accord.

Lunch comes around soon enough, and your usual table of Diluc, Jean, Kazuha, and Lisa is disturbed by the torpedo that is Childe, and he brings collateral with him.

Kaeya whole-heartedly ceases the opportunity to sit near his stoic statue of a brother purely with the intention to annoy the premature crap out of him, but one look from the redhead sends the chicken-shit right back where he came from.

When Childe forcefu—lovingly feeds you the smiley fries and dinosaur nuggets his stunning mom packed him, Diluc looks just about ready to hurl.

Lisa winks at you two, Kazuha doesn't even bother looking, and Jean tries with upmost effort to keep Diluc from launching himself at the whipped fatui boy basking in your attention.

"Quit embarrassing me." You whisper-exclaim sharply, noticing how Jean passes Diluc—all green in the face, a puke bag discreetly. "Shouldn't you be doing something illegal right now? Or vaping in the stalls?"

"I quit vaping for you girlie." Childe boops your nose with his finger. "Well, at least full time. I still need a puff when I'm around Signora, to like, get rid of her awful vibes."

While it is endearing how he quit vaping for you, it doesn't lessen the need for you to bury yourself alive right here and now.

Then you sigh, pick up a Dino nuggie, and shove it in his mouth, the tip of his tongue flicking your finger. You die inside.

"There, you happy?" The action of feeding him is so...intimate, it sets your heart aflame.

Childe's a lovesick puppy when he chews, imaginary tail wagging a hundred times a second. "Can I have a kiss too?"

Diluc slams his hands on the table and stands up, hurriedly picks up his grape juice and makes a break for it. You don't blame him.

"I'll kill you." You smack him with a napkin, blazing red. "I'll end your pathetic little life right here and now."

By the end of lunch, Lisa and Jean have to restrain you so you don't break the world record for the maximum amount of mutilations that can be done on a single body.

Fourth period is a break. A break from Childe you mean. It's expected of the school's resident bad boy aka menace to skip classes in order to skip over the bodies of his victims.

You bask in the momentary peace, until it's disrupted by a tap on the window. Reckon it's nothing, maybe a bird flew into it, because intentional taps are impossible from the third floor. Except your conviction is hindered yet again by another tap.

What a nuisance.

You finally turn to look outside the window, face down, and spot Childe waving incessantly, rocks in hand, oozing with excitement that can't be concealed and a grin that nearly takes you into cardiac arrest. Without meaning to, you send him a small smile, waving back as Baal drones on about quantum superposition.

Successful in gaining your attention, he moves aside to reveal the hefty corpse of a stonehide lawachurl with a destructive path in its wake. The ridges and bumps of its hide are enough to do a number on the road, ruining the school's playing field.

Your smile drops down into a horrified frown in the span of a few seconds.

"Wow." Albedo, your lab partner whispers from next to you, for the first time distracted in class.

"Yeah," Kaeya whistles from behind you two, one hand supporting his head. "What a gesture."

"Y/N, I'd be grateful if you could possibly obtain a black crystal horn for me from the specimen." The blonde asks, entranced by the corpse that your boyfriend is flaunting off to you with pride.

"Aren't those things endangered cutie?" Lisa makes sure to butt in, as per usual.

Yes. Your boyfriend with several issues and an affinity for chaos brought you the corpse of an endangered geo-infused creature that's five times the size of him. During school hours too, the fiend. Like a cat dragging the corpse of a dead mouse to its owner.

You groan into your hands, heart racing while the fire is coursing through your veins.

That idiot.

—

Childe is exceptional at a lot of things, like the switch and making weapons out of seemingly harmless things (e.g shiv out of a toothbrush), but what he prides in the most is physical education. With washboard abs, uber tall height, and a dickish smile to top it all, he has everything it takes to showcase his top tier athletic abilities.

He pounces at the opportunity to show off in front of you, wanting nothing more than to have you fawn over his strength. He's sure it'll be enough to have you all over him, wrapping your cute little arms around his muscled ones, passing him his water bottle and dabbing away at the sweat on his forehead. Most of all, he daydreams you planting your soft lips on his to congratulate him after a big game.

Physical education, for you, is a pain. You may be good with your brain, but games exert more energy than necessary, and coordination that lacks logic entirely. You're just here for the credit. The over-achiever part of you walks the extra mile to ensure a grade in the high nineties.

Although witnessing Childe clad in the school shorts and matching polo shirt is enough to make this worth your while, you'll die before admitting it. Especially when he gawks at you as if it's the first time you're wearing the sports uniform yourself. It has you fidgeting with your fingers and tugging your shorts down nervously.

You try not to flip him off like you usually do, especially since it's not even been twenty four hours since he's asked you out.

Mr.Zhongli blows a whistle, calling all the students over to surround him. It's odd that he teaches most of the subjects at this school, seemingly the only adult present, but no one questions it in fear of genshin logic. Moving on, he explains that you have a dodge ball game today.

Lisa groans beside you. She hates anything that requires the exertion of energy, oftentimes bringing a book to read while everyone else screams in the background.

You're relieved, mainly because Childe and Tohma are usually captains, and Childe always picks you to be on his team as a means to flex his skills. For you, it means sitting back and watching him carry your team towards a straight A.

However, all your dreams are crushed when Zhongli announces the team leaders.

"Y/N, I trust that you'll lead the blue team to the upmost of your ability. Childe, prepare to lead the opposing red team."

Your knees shake as you stare at him in disbelief. "But Sir—"

"No buts Y/N." He scolds you lightly, checking off your names on the clip board. "I'd like to witness your exceptional leadership skills."

In reality, Zhongli just wants to reenact a lovers-on-opposing sides trope, wanting to see how the two of you crack under the pressure. In a way, it is an exercise of leadership.

Instead of picking teams, Zhongli assigns teams for the both of you according to his own judgement, trying to make it as fair as possible.

Lisa pats your back after your teammates are assigned, trying to cheer you up. "It's going to be okay. You guys are dating now, so he'll go easy on you."

You look up to meet Childe's eyes from across the court. He gives you a charming smile, which turns downright barbaric as he lifts up a thumb and motions to slash his neck with it. Then he wickedly mouths "I'm going to destroy you."

You blink and turn away as fast as you can in fear. "We're fucked."

Lisa, witnessing the entire ordeal nods alongside you, doing nothing to reassure you because she herself has given up.

Suddenly a hand lands on your shoulder gripping you tightly. "Let's wipe the floor with that g*nger." The voice is ice cold, threatening enough to send a shiver down your bones.

You turn to meet Rosaria, who frowns at you. Most of the time she doesn't really put an effort in dodgeball, but she must've seen your crestfallen expression, trying to comfort you in her own detached way.

Rosaria is the other school nurse in training, alongside Barbara, but somehow her patients end up more injured, sick, or mentally defiled than before they entered the room. She also spends after hours beating up Chads in the school parking lot. Also runs a blog with her booby co-author Kaeya that emphasizes mostly on the dark knight hero.

Spotting the rest of your team behind her, you begin to criticize them one by one.

Standing against the wall is Kaeya, pushing both his biddies up with his crossed arms like an absolute whore. He's breaking about several dress code rules right now. Venti is next to him, drunk off his butt as he beat boxes with Tohma.

Eula mutters under her breath, on and on about seeking revenge on Zhongli for putting her beloved Amber on the opposing team, promising him an unfortunate fate. Xiao is miserably squatting on the floor, sharp eyes observing everyone in the gym, scowl not ready to dissipate anytime soon.

Then you look over at Childe's team in the distance. Jean with a determined look on her face as she listens to Childe's game plan, and Diluc crossing his arms with his brows furrowed in concentration. Even Amber, the best baller in the school, is stretching out her arms, assisted by the gifted princess of the school, Ayaka.

Not only that, but Childe has the king of dodging on his team—Kaedehara goddamn Kazuha. Beidou shoots you a wicked smirk, winking at you until she's disrupted by Ningguang's shove.

"Oh my god." You cry out when the realization hits you, falling to your knees in despair. "We're completely fucked!"

"No we aren't." Rosaria mutters lowly. "You're only fucked if you want to be. Don't you dare throw in the towel before the fight has even begun."

"But I—"

"Stop it." She grumbles again, rolling her eyes. "You're being annoying now. If you lose the game, that makes him the dom. Don't you want to be the dom?"

She's right. You do want to be the dom.

Her words of encouragement, and not at all veiled insults somehow allow you to find motivation deep within yourself. You get up and stomp towards the rest of your team, calling their attention with your newfound confidence.

"Listen here soldiers!" You shout out, determination clear as day. "I know I am not capable of leading. I know that I barely have the physical capabilities needed to defeat the opposite team."

You take a deep breath, pointing at your cutie patootie boyfriend across the gym as you seethe. "But that man, that harbinger of chaos, that instrument of war, is nothing but a tyrant. And I cannot let such a tyrant be a victor in this battle. Not when innocent lives are at stake."

Tohma speaks up, sending you a bewildered look. "What lives—"

"Shut the fuck up soldier!"

"Yessir!" He immediately stiffens, saluting you.

"Are you ready soldiers?" Your voice booms, and everyone reinforces their priorities, except for Kaeya though. He just lazily smirks.

After Zhongli places the balls in the middle, everyone prepares for the battle of the century.

'Gods, please let us win this war' you pray to the archons above, closing your eyes in concentration.

'Give me the strength to flex my superior skills' Childe wishes, then adds on quickly 'also I want to dominate this world.'

'Give me the strength to make it to Friday.' Rosaria prays for nobody but herself, rolls her eyes at all the unnecessary dramatics of this dodgeball game.

"3..." "2..." "1..."

Zhongli ends the countdown by blowing hard into a whistle, signaling the beginning of the game.

Not even two seconds later a ball whooshes past a few of you at the speed of light, followed by a tail of fire. The ball of death kisses Kaeya square in the nose, sending him reeling back into a wall with enough sheer force to cause an indent.

Everyone winces.

Before you all can reel in from the initial shock and make sense out of wherever the hell that asteroid came from, Zhongli's voice booms throughout the gymnasium.

"Mr. Ragnvindr, headshots are strictly forbidden. You are out!"

With a scoff, Diluc, satisfied with his work, leaves the court with no apparent qualms. He accepts his defeat with the upturned corners of his lips.

Rosaria pokes Kaeya's body with the tip of her heels, then cringes when he shakes awake, up from his short lived knockout and sends a wink her way.

"Getting handsy when I'm unconscious? I didn't think you'd be one to partake in such vulgar activities." His eye twinkles in mischief, and if his momentary defeat at the hands of brother has him fuming, he doesn't show it one bit.

The only thing that keeps Rosaria from knocking him out for real is the blood that trails down onto his lip. She doesn't want to clean blood off her shoes, especially since it's a pain in the ass to get off.

You're about to tell them to get up and take this seriously, but a softball does your job for you when it darts straight at Rosaria. With pristine accuracy, the girl manages to pitch herself away last minute.

You swivel in Childe's direction, who wears a remorseless grin, which only grows wider once you pick up a blue softball next to your feet.

The glare that he receives has him shaking in exhilaration. More so than the elation he'd felt when he took down that Stonehide Lawachurl for you, as a gift of promise.

You begin to bark out orders. "Eula, Xiao, and Rosaria cover the front and act as decoys."

They nod immediately, but Xiao still clicks his tongue in distaste as he starts following orders.

Then you offer Kaeya a hand. "Get up princess. You're on sniper duty."

With Diluc out of commission, the battle is fair and square now considering both sides have the same amount of people. Ergo, no one's at a disadvantage.

That is—until Lisa fake trips over pure air, landing on the floor in a dramatic slow motion.

You roll your eyes.

"Oh dear! I think I've twisted something." She cries out, crawling away from the battle field, acting as if she's paralyzed completely. "Don't worry about me. I'll cheer you on from afar. The battle has begun, and it seems as if I've become the first casualty."

You don't let the countless amount of Lisa's betrayals get to you, even this one. It's just her personality to flake out on anything and everything that requires her to do more than below the bare minimum.

Focusing on the match, your eyes are only on Childe, just as his are on you.

You aim the ball straight at his ribs, step back a bit, then propel the ball in the air with as much energy as you can, using your entire body as a power outlet. The ball spins in the air, reaching the awaiting victim.

Childe, unbothered, dodges the ball with perfect precision, the ball not even grazing his clothes at the least.

Your jaw drops open, and you're about to move for another ball until he grabs the same ball you threw at him. With the sharpness of a predator locking in on its pray, he focuses on you like a missile locks on its target, launching the ball in the air for power that has you trembling, second to the powerful ball that was thrown by Diluc.

With your pupils dilated at your impeding doom, it's Xiao that grabs you and thrusts away.

The ball lands on the floor, smoke rising.

"Holy shit!" You shriek over everyone else's grunts and shuffles. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Isn't it poetic?" Childe shouts back while he slides away from the balls being thrown. "Lover against lover. Either you're by my side, or in my way. And right now, you're in my way." He narrows his eyes dangerously. "Albeit reluctantly, I will take the victory babe. Even if we are on opposing sides."

"There was zero reluctance in that throw asshole!"

You thank Xiao, who wipes his hands on his pants in disgust. "Filthy humans. So pathetic and weak."

Mildly offended, you roll your sleeves up and begin to fight with everything you've got as soon as he walks away.

The dodgeball game goes as expected for the most part, Eula carrying for most of it with the flow of her skills.

Tohma actually tries like the presumptuous asshole he is, aims straight for his girlfriend Ayaka, and takes her out completely. His only justification for that is "I ain't no simp!"

He shelves his cocky attitude when facing Childe with a sense of dignity and prestige you didn't think he had in him.

The two one of a kind fuckbois puff out their chests so that they look more hefty than they are, having some kind of an Alpha match. The 'me stronger than you. me dominant. me get all the women' type beat.

Unfortunately, Childe manages to fence him with his throws, and lo and behold, the square off ends with a dejected Tohma dragging his feet to the nearest bench.

Eula oversees that Ningguang and Beidou meet a quick end, taking their slower dodging to her advantage. You're actually rooting for her, tasting a sliver of victory that you haven't reached yet. So close, yet so far.

Amber trips on herself in the middle of throwing a what should've been coordinated ball, and it loses most of its momentum. Xiao is directly in front of it, and will probably be able to catch it with ease.

Ah, another short victory.

If Childe loses his expert baller, he's only left with Kazuha and Jean, whom's lack in the art of throwing is made up by their ability to dodge most of the fastballs.

However, all your plans and hopes are crushed when Eula slides in front of Xiao last minute, sticks out her foot, and let's the pathetic product of Amber's would-be downfall hit her on the leg with the total force of about 0.0000001 newtons.

Your chances of winning have just went down by a staggering 60%.

"Eula!" You cry out, collapsing on the ground. "How could you?"

Tohma cups his mouth and bellows obnoxiously from the bench. "SIMP!"

"I cannot avenge my clan if I win a false victory." Eula crosses her arms, casting her gaze down in visible uncomfortableness. "Amber will pay her dues in two business days. Mark my words."

It all a load of cap. She's sleeping with the enemy and you know it.

You grit your teeth. Fuming with an abundance of rage, you pick up three balls and throw them all back to back, taking out Amber and Kazuha simultaneously.

Childe's heart flutters in another kind of delight when you pluck out his team members one by one with no hints of remorse.

In retaliation, Jean and Childe work in sync to swiftly take care of a distracted Rosaria.

"Shit." You hiss underneath your breath.

It's Venti, Kaeya, Xiao, and you who are the only remainders of your short-lived team. It's still two more people than Childe and Jean, giving you the upper hand briefly.

It's a mystery to everyone how Venti is still standing. You reckoned you would've lost him as collateral during the beginning of the match, but it seems he's able to hold his own.

When you squint hard enough, you realize that Xiao has been t-posing in front of the nonchalant SoundCloud rapper that's about as high as a kite. He must've been defending him throughout the entire round.

His defenses are all in vain once Childe correlates another attack with Jean, sharp-shooting four rapid balls that are secured on their targets.

Xiao swerves to the side, avoiding most of them, until one is about to reach a nonchalant as shit Venti.

You scream at him, eyes widening as you run towards them in slow motion. "NOoOoOOOo-"

The yaksha doesn't waste a moment, shifting so that he's covering Venti's body with his own, which to be honest is a pretty heartwarming sight.

The ball hits his lean back, a sharp thud following when it hits the floor.

Xiao is out. But his sacrifice is so inspiring that it brings tears to Zhongli's eyes, makes everyone in the gym go silent in awe.

Even the sadistic Childe melts, cerulean eyes gaining back their light, halting his fire.

When Xiao finally uncovers Venti's body, he speaks from the bottom of his dead heart. "I'd do anything for you..."

Venti shakes out of his baked state, blinking at him stupidly with a nervous chuckle. "Ehe~? I don't even know who you are."

The entire class sweat drops. Whatever slip of compassion on Childe's face earlier has become nothing but a memory. Even your eyes dim.

The next time Childe aims and locks at Venti, it's not with malicious intent. It's a favour, for you. In a way it adds dimension to who he is and the lengths he's willing to go for you, even at war.

Venti steps away with a bounce in his gait, hands behind his head.

Kaeya and you are the only ones left standing now, and the game becomes too tight knit to tell which side's going to win. It becomes utter chaos, balls being launched every second, stamina slowly decreasing as everyone lurches away from their demise.

As laid-back  and charming as the boy presents himself to be in front of the ladies, he's not very patient when it comes to facing circumstances like these. He's side lined for most of the match, finding it boring. And when Kaeya gets bored, the intensity of the tide changes, and everyone knows they're going to get a run for their money.

Kaeya coasts a hand around your hips, pulls you real close, purposefully leaning his bust into the side your innocent arm.

When Childe's smile drops, and the glint in his eyes reads 'DANGER' in full caps, you know it's time to be properly scared.

Your blood runs cold, mouth opening briefly and then clamping shut immediately.

"I'm so glad to be on your team Y/N. Maybe this'll give us the chance to become...closer." His hot breath fans against your ear, voice loud enough to be heard by onlookers.

Suddenly everything stops, falling into an unsettling silence.

You attempt glance at Childe, being met with a glare that's directed at the Captain of the Skating team. The ball in the orange-haired boy's hand deflates from the sheer intensity of the squeeze.

The tension becomes unreadable. Even Zhongli is caught mid-sip with his tea.

Quickly, you shrug off Kaeya's arm. "Childe, he's just fucking with you—"

Childe cuts you off by hurling a ball with nothing but the objective of cold blooded murder.

Kaeya whizzes past you, successfully ducking to avoid the hit, and his amused laugh rings through your ears. He rolls away from the following attacks, chucking his own series of colourful balls.

The events that unfold are blood-curdling enough to make even Satan boil his pants with diarrhea.

You take the clear opportunity presented by their concurrent dumbassery to take out Jean, the ace of the other team.

Childe's rage blows over when Kaeya eventually loses interest and takes the L, playfully winking at you while walking backwards to the rest of your team.

Now that all the distractions are dealt with, Childe's eyes flicker to you, and you share a murderous glance.

"Finally," He slaps the softball with a free hand, lips thinning into a homicidal smile. "I've been waiting for this. You better not disappoint me."

While Childe may be a violent anarchist who's only aspiration in life is to become a government contracted killer, he's also supposed to be your sweet boyfriend.

Slowly, you inch towards the front. "We don't have to do this Childe. We can coexist peacefully."

"Peace was never an option Y/N." He sighs, cracking his neck. "Besides—how else can I prove myself in your eyes? You may be my greatest weakness, but you are also my greatest adversary."

"I don't know, maybe start with not trying to obliterate me?"

"I'm obliterating you out of respect." He counters with a playful pout.

"Well I'll be paying my respects to your grave!" You lurch ahead into a sudden assault, yeeting as many balls as you can his way.

"That's my girl!" Childe whistles, grin widening psychotically when he goes all out, leaving you with an absence in favorable openings.

Out of nowhere, the fire alarms start going haywire, along with a beep in the PA system, which stops you two in your tracks.

A panicked voice of who you assume to be Yanfei shrieks through the comms. "CODE ORANGE! CODE ORANGE! EVACUATE THE BUILDING, THERE'S A STONEHIDE LAWACHURL ON THE PREMISES."

As if on cue, the ground starts rumbling and a Stonehide Lawachurl bursts through the halls and into the gym, looking around for something. Or rather, someone. It's sharp bumps and ridges make an indent on the floor, cracking it in.

Everyone falls into a state of panic, Zhongli trying his best to evacuate the class from the emergency back door as quickly as possible. "Settle down class, we have to follow protocol."

You, devoid of any emotion or sense of fear, turn to your boyfriend in such a calm manner it strikes an ominous dread in his stomach.

You stare.

Childe stares harder.

“I thought you killed it."

"I did." He retorts slowly, switching to gaze at the raging beast in amazement.

"Then why is it in the school!" You seethe, glaring daggers at his side profile.

Childe chuckles sheepishly, scratches the back of his neck. "I may or may not have stuffed the body in the boys washroom. Y'know, for safe keeping?"

The Lawachurl locks it's gaze on you, the prey, and then roars furiously. Turning into its geo-enhanced state, it begins charging at you with all its might, the target being solely Childe.

Leave it to your boyfriend to get on the hit list of an endangered beast.

"Fear not my vibrant girlfriend. Our first date can be surviving this." Childe cheekily kisses the top of your trembling hand before grasping it tightly and making a run for it.

[sugasthreedollarkookie]

Naruto Boys !High School! Headcanon

Includes: Neji, Shikamaru and Naruto.

Warning : vaping? Weed? School as a a whole.

Note: gifs arent mine. I wrote this bored asf after my french exam. Based on my hs experience.

Neji

You guys would fs discuss the most recent chapter for your english class together.

would be rather quiet and reserved in school, but once yall bust out and are just w the friend group he is a completely dif person.

he listens to drama. He pretends like he doesnt find it interesting, but he loves the tea.

is fs a teachers favorite.

is lowkey judgy of classclowns and people that don't do their work. Like he wont say anything but he'll have a look on his face.

if he walks in the bathroom and someone is vaping or smoking weed, 100 turns around and walks right back out.

won't say anything to a teacher about the vaping, hes not a snitch. But, he'll talk his shit later w the squad.

Is fucking awesome at physics. Like god level. Same with the other sciences. Fucking nerd.

never misses his assignments. Always on time. Youll never catch this man slipping.

he is the bitch with the 27 dif highlighters, 13 dif pens, sticky notes, diagrams and color codes his shi lmfao.

Shika

fucking hates school. (Same dude, same.)

isn't friends w a lot of people, but the ones he is friends w are real ones.

vapes in the bathroom, neji saw and ran out, then talked his shi later.

throws ragers, but nobody knows that hes the one throwing it.

secretly fucking loves spirit week. He wont dress up or anything but he fucking wants to.

doesnt give a fuck abt his grades and failed almost everything freshman year. His counselor told him to keep it up and he wouldn't graduate, so he kinda had to actually do the work. Its was easy for this mf anyway. He is so fucking smart.

favorite class is human bio, bc he can sleep the whole time and the teacher doenst give a fuck.

is late. Its the second week of the tri and has already been late 5 times.

has a very set aesthetic, lowkey a grungy ass skater boi.

notes? Never heard of them.

Naruto

also hates school.

only comes to hang with his friends.

have failes his classes multiple times and has to go to summer school to make up the credit.

is a teacher favorite, because of how unintentionally funny he is.

is cool w the janitor and lunch ladies.

leaves class to go to vending machines.

likes easy classes, like french, bc its easy to memorize vocab and stuff.

hates english bc he has to read books.

besties with the cool dilfy bio teacher.

brings snacks to class.

can never be quiet, is always talking and it does get on some peoples nerves.

makes fucking tiktoks in the hallways and also probably with teachers.

he is late w a lot of assignments but always crams and gets them done before the tri ends.

takes sloppy notes if he even bothers too.

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What is a Herbal Vaporizer, and how does it work?

Vaporizers, often known as vapes, have grown in popularity over the past few years as more and more people seek to quit smoking. Because there is no combustion, there are fewer pollutants in the smoke, resulting in a cleaner inhalation experience. The ease of use and portability of vaporizers are two primary reasons for their meteoric rise in popularity. 

Vapes are easy to use, and many of them are small enough to fit in a pocket such as Air Bar Max, making them an excellent tool for smoking while on the move. They are discrete and covert, with little to no odor to give you away once you have finished your session. 

Presence of various vaporizers on trading 

Vaporizers tabletop: Tabletop or desktop vaporizers are intended to be placed on a flat, stable surface and to remain in that position for the most part. You can set up a cool smoke station with your vaporizer as the focal point, and everyone will be impressed. There is a larger capacity for the product in these vapes, which is convenient if you are vaping with a group of people. 

Some tabletop vaporizers can be used for dry herbs, concentrates, and oils, while others are only for dry herbs. Within minutes, it will heat your chosen type of products and enable you to choose the temperature. 

The majority of tabletop vaporizers operate in the same way, with the exception that, instead of inhaling vapor from a balloon, you will draw it through a mouthpiece, keeping your circle centered around the device throughout your session.

Air Bar Max Portable Vaporizers: Portable vaporizers are small devices with a battery, heating element, and reloadable compartment. You turn it on, load the chamber, set the temperature, and inhale. Take a hit with a draw/on the button on many batteries. Most feature temperature settings that can be adjusted with a few button presses. 

Air Bar Max stands out in the portable category. No, this isn't just a vape! Because it has two atomizers, it can be used as a nectar collector without the torch (heating elements). Dip your device directly into your concentrate container with the dip atomizer. This helps you monitor your intake. Traveling with a portable vape is a breeze!

Vape Pens: In today's market, vape pens are most likely the most popular kind of vaporizer available. They are also the simplest to use, consisting only of a battery that resembles a writing utensil (thus the name "vape pen") to which a cartridge of oil is attached and a cartridge of oil. 

Some batteries include an on/draw button that may also be used to adjust the temperature settings, while others, such as the Jupiter Pen, are triggered by drawing. Some of the most popular vape pens on the market right now are not really in the form of pens. 

The fact that you do not have to bother about reloading makes vape pens an incredibly handy and low-maintenance option.

The Conclusion 

It is essential to clean the chambers where your product is filled regularly to maintain your vaporizer in peak operating condition. Although this holds true for all three kinds of vaporizers, the stickiness of concentrates makes it particularly difficult to operate them safely and effectively. 

Cleaning may be accomplished quickly and simply between loadings with a cotton swab and alcohol, which is much less time-consuming than cleaning your pipe or water parts after each load. The use of a cleaner vape means the use of a cleaner, healthier puff.

[vapedeals9008]

WHAT IS A VAPORISER OR VAPE PEN, THEN?

Many physicians dread the idea of giving up or not having the ability to have a puff whenever they feel like it. Nicotine patches quell the impulse to a level but it is not an instantaneous solution.

The excellent thing about vaporisers is the smoke isn't really smoke; it is nicotine-infused vapour (or vapor ) which disappears at a flash leaving no nasty smells or residue in its aftermath. 

Alright, if you are a non-vaper, it will stink in case you walk through a cloud of it, but your clothes will not smell of artificial fruit later, and it is a step upward from fags.

Many vapes utilize a screw-in atomizer or clearomiser that encircles a heating coil and a translucent e-liquid chamber.

Vaporisers create a lot more vapour compared to e-cigarettes and regular ciggies (we are talking plumes of these stuff -- such as a oral bonfire). 

Really, most'cloud chasers' are inclined to decide on customisable sub-ohm models which are capable of generating huge amounts of vapour from one draw. 

But a lot of the highfalutin versions are so ludicrously complicated you would need a degree in electrical technology to run them. 

For this reason we have mostly seen those versions from this list.

We ought to handle a specially strange anomaly that appears to impact the vast majority of all e-liquid vaporisers, even sealed capsule variations -- escapes! It's true, you'd love to believe that the e-liquid vaporiser in the bottom of the bag is sitting doing no injury. 

But, there is a fair chance it is leaked candy, sticky e-liquid throughout your Smythson's journal. 

In reality, it requires just a couple drops to make the whole bag odor like a Haribo mill. 

Worse still, the sickly sweet odor is practically impossible to eliminate. So far, virtually every vaporiser I have examined has leaked at a certain stage however infrequently throughout the first week or so of ownership. 

It only occurs when the item is determined by its side -- that is exactly the way that it will inevitably wind up if saved in a large pocket or purse. 

Why is it that some vaporiser e-liquid barrels escape? I have not a clue but obviously the machine has a significant design error in there someplace.

Another drawback with refillable vaporisers is that, based on use, the tiny screw-in coil segment (the component that warms the liquid) will probably have to be replaced approximately every 2 weeks, but thankfully they are inexpensive to purchase.

Vaporisers and e-liquids are offered through internet outlets and at most high streets and corner stores.

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Can Vaping Lead to Lung Disease?

At least 39 people have died of a mysterious lung illness linked to e-cigarettes and approximately 2,050 people in 49 states have suffered vaping-related respiratory illnesses, including many teens and young adults who had to be hospitalized, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.

On Nov. 8, the CDC announced a breakthrough in identifying the cause: Vitamin E acetate was found in all 29 samples of lung fluid tested from patients with vaping illness across 10 states.

“These findings provide direct evidence of vitamin E acetate at the primary site of injury within the lungs,” said Dr. Anne Schuchat, the CDC’s principal deputy director, who called vitamin E acetate “a very strong culprit” behind the illnesses.

Vitamin E acetate is found in foods, supplements and cosmetic products like skin creams. But when inhaled, “it may interfere with normal lung function,” Dr. Schuchat said. Another CDC official described vitamin E acetate as “enormously sticky” and “just like honey,” when it goes into the lung. Vitamin E acetate is used as an additive in some vaping products.

The CDC cautioned, however, that there may be more than one cause of the outbreak and that it is investigating other substances as well. It continued to recommend that people refrain from using all e-cigarette or vaping products as the investigation continues.

State and federal officials have issued warnings about the dangers of e-cigarettes in the wake of the hospitalizations.

“While many people consider vaping to be a less dangerous alternative to smoking cigarettes, it is not risk-free,” New York State Health Commissioner Dr. Howard Zucker said in a statement in August, noting that the Health Department is actively investigating cases of vaping-related lung-disease in New York State. “These latest reports of pulmonary disease in people using vaping products in New York and other states are proof that more study is needed on the long-term health effects of these products.”

More than 3.6 million young people in the United States use e-cigarettes, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, far more than the 280,000 estimated in 2011. The U.S. Surgeon General’s Office declared the situation a public health epidemic among youth, and, like the American Lung Association and other major organizations, has issued warnings about the dangers of e-cigarettes.

E-cigarettes are battery-operated devices with a heating element that turns liquid from a refillable cartridge into an aerosol that the user inhales. The aerosol is often filled with nicotine and other substances, and may contain flavorings and coloring. E-cigarettes are also known as vape pens, hookah pens, vaporizers and e-pipes. The American Lung Association says inhaling ingredients found in e-cigarettes may expose people to high levels of toxins, which can cause irreversible lung damage and lung diseases. Also, the nicotine found in many e-cigarettes is an addictive drug, just as it is in regular cigarettes, and can stunt the development of the adolescent brain and increase the risk for future drug addiction.

To better understand how vaping can affect your health, Health Matters spoke with Dr. Brendon Stiles, an associate attending cardiothoracic surgeon at NewYork-Presbyterian/Weill Cornell Medical Center and an associate professor of cardiothoracic surgery at Weill Cornell Medicine.

What do people need to know about the health risks of vaping? We still have very little knowledge about the health consequences of vaping and e-cigarettes. However, a recent study shows precancerous changes in airway cells after e-cigarette use. Also, the New England Journal of Medicine recently published national estimates showing increased rates of vaping and nicotine use in adolescents.

What does vaping do to your lungs? It still isn’t entirely clear. But what is clear is that e-cigarettes have been found to have chemicals and particles that have been linked experimentally to lung disease, including asthma and chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD). Vaping can also cause lung inflammation, which has been linked to chronic lung disease as well.

“Dangerous chemicals found in e-cigarettes include acetaldehyde and formaldehyde, which have been associated with heart disease in addition to lung disease.” — Dr. Brendon Stiles

[tinkeringwithcannabis]

Cannabis Consumption: What Are My Medication Options?

Aj Tinker November 26, 2019

When it comes to cannabis consumption, most people’s minds automatically revert to the two main methods everyone has seen and/or tried in their lifetime, smoking and “pot brownies”, or edibles. For many, one or both of these methods are turn-offs when it comes to considering cannabis as a form of treatment for their medical needs. Some have tried edibles, taken too much and had a bad experience, never to touch them again. Those who do not smoke, or do not like the smell of smoke tend to be turned off from the idea of smoking cannabis. Although these are the two most well-known methods, and earlier on, they used to be the only options for cannabis use, this is no longer the case. Today, the wonders of science and technology have brought us advancements in the world of cannabis consumption that provide options for everyone. So, what exactly are these options? Well, let’s take a look.

The first option, which has received a lot of bad press lately due to the vaping epidemic, are cannabis concentrates. This does not just include the prefilled vape cartridges you can purchase from your local dispensary. It also includes dabbing, so shatter, wax, terp sauce, rosin, terp crystals, hash, and distillate are also other forms of vaping. When you purchase your products in a prefilled vape cartridge, all you have to do is attach the cartridge to its compatible battery and off you go, you’re ready to medicate. When you expand into the other, more advanced levels of concentrates, there are a few options as to how you can consume these. The most common is to use a rig, which is a glass setup, almost identical to a bong, but has a glass banger instead of a glass bowl. The consumer would heat up the glass banger with a blow torch, similar to the crème brulee blowtorches you see chefs use, and the concentrate would be dropped into the banger and then vaped through the rig. This method can be very intimidating to those who are inexperienced, or even those who, like in my case, are experienced but consider themselves to be fairly uncoordinated and worry about causing an accident with the blowtorch. If you already have a bong and are interested in trying out this option, you could purchase a titanium or quartz concentrate nail which will allow you to modify your glass bowl for concentrate use. One of the great things about using a rig is that it is versatile for all concentrates, so you do not have to worry that one concentrate may not be compatible with the setup you have.

If you are leery of the idea of using a blowtorch, but are still interested in trying this option, not to worry, we’ve got you covered. There are several electronic devices on the market for vaping concentrates, allowing the consumer to bypass the need for a blowtorch. Concentrate pens are always a great option. The Kuli is a great option as far as dabbing due to its portability and discreetness, but there are a lot of other great options on the market as well. The main thing you want to look for when choosing a concentrate pen is whether the pen is compatible with the concentrates you plan to use. Some products are cross-compatible with multiple types of concentrates, however others are not, so you really want to research this before you make your purchase. The next option, returning to the glass bong again, is to purchase an electric concentrate nail, which you would put into the bowl of your bong and place the concentrate on that, which would heat up the concentrate and allow you to vape your cannabis as you would through a traditional rig. Then, there is the option of the electronic rigs, such as the Puffco Peak, which is basically an electronic dab rig which allows you to control the temperature without using a blowtorch. The last option for using concentrates, which doesn’t really fall under vaping, but I am going to include it here, is sprinkling the concentrate on top of your dry herb cannabis and then smoking it. When it comes to concentrates, the quickest way to achieve relief is through a traditional dab rig, however using any of these methods will provide pretty quick relief, so it’s all about what makes you feel the most comfortable.

When it comes to concentrates, they are great as far as discreet medicating when using prefilled vape cartridges and even concentrate pens, but when it comes to transferring the concentrates to the pens and rigs, it can be very messy, sticky, and you may find that you get a little frustrated when trying this option. Don’t get discouraged. You only need a very small amount, as concentrates are very potent. If you find you got it on your hands, use rubbing alcohol to take it off, and always be sure to clean your rig once you are done. Once you get past the practice mode, you’ll be good to go and enjoying this option. It is also a great option for those looking for strain specific cannabis products, but do not want to smoke flower.

The next option available is edibles. This includes things like pot brownies, cookies, and gummies. There are so many different types of edible snacks on the market, so it will not be difficult to find something that fits suits your taste buds. Edibles are a tricky thing, as many are very confused regarding dosing, especially where it can take quite a while for the effects to kick in after consumption. It is important to note that you should never consume edibles on an empty stomach and be sure to keep hydrated. One major downside to edibles is that there are no real options, other than a few states with their own in-state only options, for strain-specific edibles. This is problematic because consumers cannot guarantee the effects, they will receive from consuming the product, which may make it difficult for them to manage their medical needs through this option. There are companies out there who offer Sativa and/or Indica edibles, which is a fantastic start because at least consumers can have an idea as to what type of effect they can expect to have. The Sativa should make you feel more awake and alert, the Indica should make you feel more relaxed and calmer. The other issue that I have run into with edibles is that the type of strain used for a specific edible product may not be the same from batch to batch. For example, at one dispensary I purchased a pack of gummies and the effects were uplifting, energizing, focused, and happy. I felt amazing and went back about a week later and bought the same product again. This time that product made me sleepy, unfocused, happy, but very stoned and unable to function. When I asked about this, I was told that when the edibles are made through this specific place, they grind up several types of cannabis, sprinkle it all together, and add it into the batches. The strains used are not the same each time, therefore the effects are not guaranteed to be the same each time. This is less of an issue with the Sativa and Indica edibles, as these are specifically created from strains that fall under these types of flower, so you are guaranteed to at least receive similar results from batch to batch.

To get back to the dosing issue, the main complaint I have heard time and time again is that most people who have tried edibles have had such a bad experience that they will never try edibles again. When I ask them how they consumed the edible they tried, the answer usually is that they ate an entire pot brownie that a friend gave them. This is where I generally ask the individual to please give edibles one more shot using the following dosage recommendations. Everytime I try an edible, I cut the product into 8 pieces. If it is a brownie or cookie, or something along those lines, I cut it into 8 pieces and then cut each of those into four to six pieces, depending on the potency of the product. When I say potency, I am talking about the total milligrams of THC. For example, when it says the edible is 125 mg, that means the total THC content in that edible is 125 mg, not that it is 125 mg per piece. Once I have cut this into pieces, I take one piece, wait 90 minutes to see how it affects me. If after 90 minutes I do not feel any relief, or I do not feel enough relief, then I will take another piece and wait another 90 minutes. Going slow with edibles prevents overdoing it and promotes positive experiences rather than the bad trips most have experienced when trying edibles previously.

Tinctures, which technically fall under edibles, are my new favorite means of medicating. These are also a very tricky option, and possibly slightly trickier than regular edibles. Tinctures come in so many options, from 1:1 THC/CBD, to pure THC, pure CBD, and there are even options for prefilled oral syringes, which I am also going to include in this section. Each of these options includes the dosing recommendations on the packaging. For example, most tinctures recommend one drop per serving. To take this tincture, you would simply drop the tincture under your tongue, hold it there and wait 60 seconds, then swallow. This allows the tincture to absorb through your mucus membranes and get into your system more quickly. When you medicate via tincture, it is important to be aware of whether you have eaten yet or not. Tinctures tend to be pretty potent, and if you are taking it on an empty stomach, you may find that you end up higher than expected. If this happens, eating may make this worse, so as a general rule of thumb it is best to try to eat a little before you take the tincture, unless you are looking for more intense effects. Just as with any other edible, tinctures can take 90 minutes before you start to feel any effects, sometimes they are much sooner, sometimes it can be a little longer, so go low and slow. You can always take more if you need it.

Topicals, capsules, pills, and suppositories are also great options for medicating. Topicals work best for those who have physical pain, for example, those with arthritis. Topicals can be rubbed on the area affected area to treat the pain. This form of cannabis administration is a great option for those looking to use THC for bodily pain, but do not want to experience the psychoactive effects, as they are not designed to get you high, and in most cases will not. These are great in the way of being effective, however it is important to keep the area covered to prevent accidental transferal of THC to others who may come in contact with you while the topical absorbs into your skin. Topicals, such as balms and salves, do not enter the bloodstream. The exception to this rule are transdermal patches, which are covered so you do not have to worry about others coming in contact with the THC, but you will experience psychoactive effects because the THC does work its way into the bloodstream and circulate throughout your body when medicating via this option. Capsules, pills, and suppositories are discreet and allow the consumer to keep thins simple. The main issue when it comes to pills, capsules, and suppositories is that it is very difficult to adjust your dosage if you find that the product is too potent or not potent enough.

Finally, we will touch on the most well-known method of all, flower. As I said previously, this is something that many may be looking to avoid, but it is something I want to include because it is an important and viable option. Flower, like concentrates, allows the consumer to purchase strain-specific cannabis products where they can choose the effects they are looking to experience. Now, this may not always be the case, as everyone’s experience is different and different factors contribute to these different experiences, but this at least gives you more options to explore in the way of targeting your specific medical needs. Smoking cannabis is one of the fastest means of experiencing relief, and can be done through joint, blunt, pipe, bong, electronic pen, and I am sure I am probably leaving out some other means, but these are the most common ones. The largest downside I have found when smoking cannabis is the smell. It lingers, everyone knows you smoked, and it is not discreet at all. However, others would also say that the downside is smoking, which yes, I agree that regardless of the amazing benefits of cannabis, inhaling anything other than air is damaging to your lungs.

Today the cannabis industry has gone above and beyond to provide new options to make medicating an option for everyone and anyone who is looking to try cannabis as a viable treatment option. Education and science have and will continue to bring us new advances in this industry, broadening not only our understanding of how this amazing plant can help us heal, but how it can be consumed. When trying to choose the best option for your needs, I would recommend first determining which options are most realistic for you as far as usage. For example, if you are considering the pills, but hate taking pills and can’t remember to take a vitamin every day, then maybe taking pills aren’t for you. Maybe an edible is a better option. I know that many people are put-off by the idea of vaping but let me assure you that this was not related to the regulated products you will purchase in your reputable dispensaries. With this said, maybe vaping your product from a vape cartridge is the best option for quick relief and discreet medicating. It is also important to remember that you are not limited to just one means of medicating. If you are on the fence and can afford it, try several options. If not, there are so many articles out there which talk about these different options, not to mention your locate dispensary Patient Advocate should be able to help you choose the product that will best meet your needs. At any rate, at the end of the day, it is all about safe access to natural healing options which can help to alleviate the pain and suffering of so many health issues, both when used on its own, or when combined with other pharmaceuticals and health regimens.

[termytheantisocialbutterfly]

me, writing passive aggressive sticky notes at work: TO WHOMEVER USED MY CHARGER TO CHARGE THEIR VAPE PEN AND THEN FUCKING STOLE IT I EXPECT IT BACK POSTHASTE

[rileyyxkim]

@calliefm​ Riley paced around his room before stopping and letting out a huff. He was sooo bored and frankly, kind of cranky. He’d just spent the entire day shopping and now his feet hurt and he had absolutely nothing to do. Opening the contacts on his phone, he scrolled through, trying to decide on who to message to give him some attention. Ohh, Callie always knew how to well... chill. In a way, anyhow. Tapping on the contact, he typed out a quick message.  Riley: Yo, you brought your vape pen right? Don’t say no, I know you. I’ll be over in 5, be ready.  Satisfied, Riley sent the message and pocketed his device. He was just about to leave when he saw the sticky note on the door. Right. Wallet. Key card. He needed those things. He’d already had to ask the front desk to let him back into his room once, he didn’t want to do it again. With everything he needed, Riley made his way down the hall to Callie’s room and knocked on the door, “Hellooo, anyone home?”

[false-system]

First book

Hey guys I have a very active imagination that gets stuck on a few topics and I daydream about them for years, so I thought the best thing to get them out of my head would be to write them down. But I’ve never done this before so can someone tell me if this is ok so far? thanks.

Chapter 1. kidnapped The motor hummed at 3000RPM comfortably for the past three hours since the last stop for gas. The young blue pickup truck was crusing down the highways of Americas east coast for the last two days with no problems. The bed was empty with the exception of a single red gas can and stray fall leaves, the back seats of the dark cab had a green navy seabag containing enough clothing for a week away from home, next to the seabag was a black dufflebag that never left the truck, containing assorted medical supplies, a blanket, skivy roll, dried food, and a bottle of water. The passengers seat was empty, covered in a cheap black seat cover, at its feet were a couple of food wrappers, empty cans, and trash from a drivethrough. The center counsel had a half finished energy drink, a heavily used vape pen, and assorted coins inhabiting the three cup holders. Something had been spilled here in the past and the stains were visible with a sticky substance resting at the bottom of the cup holders. The cab smelled faintly of coconut from the small plastic air freshener but a much stronger musk of a long roadtrip radiated from the fatigued driver with a hint of spilled gas and cheap drivethrough. [ENTER NAME HERE] was a 23 year old man driving to Canada from Georga to visit family. He decided (despite his mothers concerns) that completing the 27 hour trip would be possible in one day, and is now regretting his decision 20 hours in. "Fuck man" he murmured to himself, barely audible over the sounds of angry vocalists resinating through the trucks speakers. The dark Maine sky was an everchanging view of dark clouds blocking what can only be assumed to be a portrait of the solar system, light pollution was all but non existant this far from the nearest city. [ENTER NAME HERE] grew up in a small midwestern city to two loving parents and had three siblings. Fairly intelligent but with little motivation he didn't do well enough in school to get any scholerships for college. He had a couple close friends and many acquaintances but had difficulty talking to people and felt alone as a result, so when highschool was nearing an end and college applications were coming back with dissapointing results he enlisted. The navy accepted him and trained him to be a mechanic on nuclear propulsion systems. The training was difficult and long, working on a submarine was more so. Still, he grew a lot as a human being during this time, learning to be an adult, making close friends on the boat, learning to fix things and exercising. There were setbacks, he developed a drinking problem due to the stress from work, he also became blunt and honest with the people around him, and became known as the boats oddball. After an incident at work he was sent to a rehab program and taught about emotional health, an underlying factor to nearly all of his problems. The military lifestyle suited him, but he didn't want to be the bottom of the totem pole forever. So instead of reenlisting he joined a blue goes green program as an army helicopter pilot. It's a two year training process, and after two years of nuke school military training is becoming an all too familiar challenge. "This vacation couldn't come soon enough" he thought to himself. Basic flight school ended a few days ago and there would be another month before the next phase of training started so it's the best oppertunity to take some leave. The road gently weaved northward, the headlights illuminating red and yellow covered trees and the hills of Maine. The yellow striped lines in the road seemed to snake lazily forward, lulling the driver to sleep with the occasional car streaking its headlights across the truck breaking the gentle roads spell and illuminating the trucks cab. Dirt roads and seldom used asphalt intersected the road a few times for every mile the odometer gained. The restless headlights illuminated a sign indicating the last gas station for 200 miles. The driver exited the sleepy road and pulled into the aging stop. There were a couple of dark buildings and fast food joint in view so it wasn't unusual that this blue truck wasn't the only vehicle here. At the pump next to his was a ten year old green minivan, the side was badly scratched and there was a spot behind the rear wheels where rust was slowly spreading. The owner had his back turned to him and on the other side of the van. Opening the door greeted the driver with a cold rush of gas and wet leaf flavored air. After filling up he turned toward the gas station, inside faintly lit by refrigerator lights and neon signs. "I suppose it's closed" he thought to himself. He didn't need anything, but wasn't quite ready to get back onto the lonely highway. His footsteps seemed heavy on the cracked asphalt on his way to the side of the store, just a few minutes of pacing and stretching were enough to charge his body back up. Making his way back to the blue truck he saw that the van was still resting there, its driver fiddling with the pump. Getting back into the slightly warm cab as his mind began to pick up speed, his thoughts moving faster. The engine turned over with a familier feel and it wasn't until the blue truck was crusing on the lonesome highway that he felt relief, and recognised his previous thoughts as fear. The van itself wasn't unique, and it wasn't strange for another person to need gas at 2am, having a card declined or just not register the first time is the most likely cause for delay at the pump. Then why was this green van filling him with dread? A pair of headlights grew in the rearview mirror, a welcome companion on this empty road. At this hour, in this remote place, he could travel with this new acquantance for a few hours at least, as there's no major stops for a few hundred more miles. The roads gentle twisting helped lull the driver back to a listless state. Several songs played through as the blue truck continued on the winding road. A pair of headlights shone across the highway, originating from a white utility truck on an intersecting dirt road. The driver hardly had a chance to react when this truck pulled into the narrow highway and blocked both lanes of traffic. The blue truck lurched its nose to the asphalt as it attempted to save itself from disaster, the brakes maxing out and sending it into a skid. The driver, now standing on the clutch and brake, looks for an exit on either side of this unexpected obstacle but finding none. The blue truck stops to a satisfying silence mere feet away from the utility truck. The silence cannot be enjoyed however as the sound of a car parking emits just behind the blue truck, followed by a man wearing a black mask stepping out of the utility truck and taking something with him. The woodstock, pump action shotgun looked like it hasn't been taken care of, but that didn't make the driver feel any better as he now has a view straight down the barrel. There's no time to shift to first and try to maneuver out of this box of vehicles as that gun will stop his efforts before he can touch the shifter. A door opens and shuts behind him and another masked man, smaller in build than the first, steps up to the cornered blue truck brandishing a small revolver. The drivers mind races, making no single nor complete intelligent thought as fear takes control. The drivers door shakes and these two men start yelling something at the driver, with no other options, and unable to come up with a plan, the driver unlocks the door and starts to open it. The smaller man grabs the drivers arm and tries to pull him from the cab, fighting the blue trucks seatbelt for custody. The driver, in a blank mind state, depresses the seatbelt release. The blue truck lurches in place as it stalls. The driver feels a rush of air and a blur of a turning world as his shoulder makes contact with the asphalt, followed by his hip, then thighs, calves and feet. The larger of the two men forces the dazed driver onto his chest and grips his arms tightly behind his back before kneeling on them and tightening a pair of cold, hard handcuffs in place. A black pillowcase is forced over his head. One hand grips his right arm and a slightly hand grips his left arm, lifts him a few inches off the ground and drags him behind the empty blue truck. A door opens, the driver is forced into a space, and a door shuts. The pillowcase smells of old cigarettes and musky fabric. The floor is hard but his body is numbed by adrenaline. It's slightly vibrating and a motor is running. "I must be in a vehicle" he thought. The green van. Blind fear gives way to dread as his mind catches up to what's happening. The front door opens, then shuts. Then a click. Now the van moves backwards with a jerk and a whine from the transmission, then stops. Then a click. Now forward. The handcuffs are tight, digging into his skin like an ice sheet. Pulling his arms apart prove they won't come off. Straining in a hunched position he tries to pull his hands forward, but it proves to be a wasted effort. The van is now cruising against the winding road. Only one door opened, only one guy in this van, unless someone was waiting inside the whole time. His body freezes and his ears strain. Engine, wind, tires on road, even a click when the van turns right, but he can't hear if anyone else is there. A mental picture of the van, one driver, two rear doors, no rear seats, one man on the floor. There wasn't anyone in the passengers seat at the gas station was there? He doesn't remember. If there is just the driver then he has a chance, but these cuffs need to be in front first. He starts straining to pull the cuffs under him again. His body is thrown to the left wall of the van as it slows and turns. His body is thrown up and down as the van bounces onto a dirt road. It's a few minutes of bouncing and getting thrown side to side. The cuffs go under his body, "Now I can use my hands." The bag comes off first. It's dark in the van, the mental picture was mostly accurate, with the mask off he can smell sawdust and musk of fastfood and cigarettes. He props himself to his knees and looks forwards. The passengers seat is empty, the relief is short lived as the white utility truck stops a hundred feet in front of the green van outside of a beat trailer surrounded by woods. Half forgotten knowledge from TV shows and History Channel documentaries surfaces as he scuffles to the back of the van. Escape is usually a last resort, ransom is the safest option with highest success rate. "But I'm not a rich man, I'm not from a rich family." He fumbles with the latch and the door opens, the van slows down as he throws himself from it. He rolled when he hit the rutted dirt road, but it wasn't graceful, and he can feel a numb pain in his leg and shoulder from the impact. The van brakes screech as it stops. He gets up from the dirt as the door opens and starts running for the woods. "During WW2 POWs had the best chance to escape during transit, now might be my-" his thoughts were cut short by a gunshot, short and sharp, low caliber, must be the revolver. He doesn't feel pain, it must've missed, he's about halfway to the treeline now, his entire body is hot as every muscle is pushing itself away from the trailer, upper body twisting back and forth as the handcuffs keep his wrists together, hands open and fingers outstreched as if reaching for an invisble rope to pull him forward, his mind frantically scanning the trees, rulled by fear, his feet kicking up dirt behind him. Another sharp shot, no hit. Pain covering his right torso and arm reaching the side of his face. Deep, thundering, echoing noise from the trailer. A deep, sharp pain that tenses his body and forces him to fall. The dirt is cold on his left, his right is wet and screaming. Approaching footsteps, the sound is nearly drowned out from the pain. A sneaker is driven into his stomach. The smaller man in the mask is standing over him, holding the revolver and panting. He's not wearing the mask now, maybe in his early twenties or late teens with a cluster of acne under his chin and cheeks, black greasy hair down over his ears and a fearful expression. The second man is approaching, one hand putting his mask back on, the other holding the shotgun. Blood covers his right eye, "that's not good" the thought crept in. "What the fuck man! What the fuck!" "He saw my face!" "Shut up, help me get him inside." "Dude he saw my fucking face!" "I said shut up!" The smaller man sounded fearful, the larger annoyed. The two grabbed him and dragged him inside the trailer. When his right arm was gripped the pain was sharp and sudden, he screamed in pain. The inside of the trailer was cleaner than the outside would indicate, the yellow linomium floors of the kitchen had a few stains but were clear. It was well lit by some ceiling lights and smelled like cigarettes and meatloaf. He was dragged to the bathroom and placed in the sitting position in the shower. The handcuffs were unlocked on the right wrist and relocked on a metal bar in the shower designed for support. The bathroom door was slammed shut and locked, the bathroom light was left to shine on the yellow linomium tiles on the floor. The two were talking in hushed tones outside the door too low for him to understand, but he could understand that tone. The smaller one was scared and the bigger one was reassuring him. "I saw his face." This realization snapped the fear back from under the pain. "I saw his home." He suspected that this wasn't a ransom, but whatever it was he may have just been his own judge and jury, with the executers just outside that thin plastic door. The fear overrode the pain and he pressed his feet against the wall he was chained to and began to pull. He clenched his teeth as the pain shot through his body, the handle didn't budge. "Outside the door is silence." He didn't know when they stopped or if they heard him, he moved so his attempt wasn't obvious. The door opened and the larger man stepped in holding a small bag. He put the bag down and used a second pair of cuffs to chain his right hand to the handle. The man kneeled down next to him and opened the bag. Inside were metal tools, bottles, and cloth. The man reached into the bag and pulled out a cut 6in broom handle and put it into [ENTER NAME HERE] mouth. He bit down on it lightly, not knowing why it was there. Not until the man pulled out the tools. The next hour put splinters in the wood bite and dug deep teeth grooves into it. His eyes dried up after 40min but the tear trails were clearly visible. The right side of his body had his clothes cut away and covered with small pockets covered with blood soaked cloth. All the bird shot was in a medicine bottle resting on the counter. The light was on, his left wrist was still cuffed. The door was locked and he was alone. He was so tired. The adrenaline wore off and his eyes shut.

[wwoww-au]

Conspiracy Wall

    It was three o’clock in the afternoon, though the bright sunlight was doing nothing to illuminate the desaturated room. The folds in the closed blinds let slits of light hit the single chair where the detective sat. He appeared statuesque, with his hands clasped and legs crossed as they had been for hours. The only indication of life was the motion of his eyes over the wall in front of him. His intense focus was aimed at studying the smorgasbord of information taped, nailed, and glued to its surface - names, places, dates, classical folk dances from years past, present, and future - all tied together beneath tangled red strings. It was all connected in some way or another. He just wasn’t sure how.

    The door opened with a loud creak, fighting against a stack of files about the Indian Rebellion of 1857 for floor space. The stranger closed the door behind them in a harsh manner, stepping over piles and making their way over to the surprisingly ornate desk, where they sat down on a particularly sturdy pile of papers and lowered their head onto a bit of free space.

    “You’re back soon,” the detective huffed, not bothering to turn and look at the stranger. “How’d it go this time? Did you get close?” Despite not taking his eyes off the wall, he was able to tell exactly who the stranger was. Only one person had that feel to them, a chaotic blend of passion and intelligence.

    The only response he got was a muffled screaming sound.

    “I’ll take that as a no.” Abe’s voice wasn’t upset, more so concerned than anything else.

    “Every. Single. Fucking. Time!” the voice shouted. The detective nodded as the voice confirmed that the one in his office was indeed his longtime friend, Dark. One of the few working in the Crime Department who interacted personally with Abe. Dark stood up, knocking over the pile of papers they were sitting on and a couple more on the desk for good measure. They were venting out their frustrations the same way they always had, destroying anything and everything around them enough to make the emotions subside. Papers flew from folders and scattered across the carpeting. Though not as destructive as they had been in the past, it was messing with the organization. Abe flinched as a hefty stack of papers hit the back of his chair.

    “Look, let’s not get too worked up,” Abe said carefully, adjusting his position in his seat with his elbows on his knees and focusing mostly on the board. The travels of one time wizard in particular were posted all over. It was a lot harder than one might think, connecting all those dots, given the constant time travel and the fact that even the thief didn’t know the order of events. France, Egypt, Canada, Brazil- he could be in any place, at any time. “That pink bastard has gotten out of our grasp time and time again, no pun intended. We just need to think. What we need-” He rose to his feet, taking up a cigar in his fingers. The detective lit the cigar with his back to his partner. Smoke escaped from his lips before he turned to Dark, the cigar sat sly between his teeth. Abe gestured to a red string board covered in articles, Polaroid photographs, multi-colored sticky notes, and a couple of Renaissance oil paintings. There was a small grin on Abe’s face, one of pride. “What we need is a detective’s crime-solving board.”

    The all-powerful detective’s crime-solving board, and Abe’s pride and joy. It was the perfect way of connecting and making sense of events, which was in much dire need with this case. Performers, rituals, parties, and magic could all be thought out in a clear way. Dark looked at the board, paper still crumpled up in one of their clenched fists. There was mild confusion at first, then an annoyed look.

    “Really? That’s the best you have? We’ve had it for years, nothing new is just going to magically pop out of nowhere.” They slumped against a stack of files on the floor, a dejected look in their eyes now.

    “Don’t doubt it just yet,” replied the detective, taking the cigar from his mouth and exhaling smoke. He gently pressed his hand to the board. “We’ve got tons of places the guy has gone to. We’ve got a count of how many times he’s been to those places.” His hand traversed the board, gliding over photos and logs and writing, “If we can just manage to catch him at one of those places, then it’ll be game over for him. Case closed.” At the end of the board, he poked it a couple of times before placing the vape back between his lips.

    Dark groaned, standing up to pick up a few files that had been scattered about. Abe would organize them later, but it would be easier if they weren’t strewn all across the room. “We’ve tried that,” they mumbled, “but just showing up isn’t enough! We need to actually trap him, and I’ve tried everything I can think of.”

    “We just gotta keep trying. He can’t run forever,” Abe mused, settling back into deep thinking mode. If left unchecked, he could stand in one place for hours, just thinking.

    As Dark was sliding a few files into a nearby cabinet, something fell out of a folder,  catching their eye- a small slip of paper the size of a business card, adorned with gold leafing and an exorbitant amount of glitter, making it the most eye-catching thing in the room. Trying not to get glitter all over them, they carefully picked it up.

Marvin the Magnificent

Wizard Extraordinaire

    The card read, along with an address listed below it. Flipping it over, they found a note written in neat, fancy handwriting and with a green glitter gel pen.

Will-

Bring some spirits next time, we’ll have a party!

~Marvin

        “Hold on. Who’s Marvin?” said Dark, holding up the card for the other to see. The detective tore his eyes away from the wall, reaching across the desk to take the card. His eyebrows furrowed in thought as Dark tried their best to wipe the glitter from their hands. It only ended up spreading onto their coat.

      “Marvin, Marvin… I think…” Abe started scanning the walls looking for something, then started rummaging around through the piles of papers and files.

      “Aha, got it!” he said, emerging victorious from somewhere near the shaded window with a particularly thick file. He hefted it over to the desk, carefully pushing things aside to create a space to put it down.

       “Did you find something?” Dark had finished organizing the knocked over piles as best they could, careful to see if anything mentioned this Marvin character.

      “Yes,” Abe said as he started to flip through the bulky file. “Marvin the Magnificent- wait, that’s his legal last name? Anyways, Marvin the Magnificent, a criminal wanted for so many accounts of theft and scamming that this isn’t even the complete file. I don’t know know why I didn’t think of this before, but if we match up places he’s been spotted, a lot of them match up with places we know Wilford has been in the present and recent past.”

    “So if we find this Marvin, we’ll find Warfstache? Alright then,” Dark turned on their heel and began to make their way out of the room. Abe looked up from the file, bewildered by the sudden movement.

    “Wait, where are you going?!” Abe called, torn between going after Dark and reading through the rest of the file.

    “I’m going to find Marvin,” Dark explained as they reached for the doorknob.     Abe let out a groan of frustration, one that he had let out a plethora of times prior. Dark often rushed into things, so often that it was easy to mistake them for a heart wizard with how much their emotions controlled their actions.

“Hold up there, Dark, you’re not going anywhere alone. Let me get my coat and we’ll head out together.” Abe frowned sadly at the large file before heaving it closed and moving to pull his coat on.

    Taken back by this gesture, Dark slowed down and waited for their fellow detective. Well, ‘fellow detective’ in loose terms. They often had to remind themselves that Abe was no longer just another detective, but the head of the Crime Department. After his stellar work on busting a number of banned magic users, Abe was given the title. Having him come out on the field for something as small as finding a possible lead was quite an honor.

    “Hey, grumpy face, get out of your own head for a quick sec.” Abe waved a hand in front of Dark’s face, snapping them back into reality. “We’ll need to stop by the Library, get some quick info on the Marvin guy. G might know someone who can help cut down on the searching time.” Opening the door, the two made their way out and started walking briskly to the Library.

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The site is easy to browse through and also has a variety of filters you an use to obtain customized products. 4. Halo Cigs One prominent function about Halo Cigs is that it sells its very own self made e-juices. There are lots of flavors availed under the two major brands, Halo and also Evo- With sophisticated Aspire devices, you get back at more range in vapors. When it involves vape juice, you need to obtain the e-juice that satisfies has simple gadgets from vaping pens to the lately introduced mold and mildew created after E-leaf. Any kind of domestic purchases above $75 get free shipping. 5. MyVaporStore Certainly, this site does not dub itself as the most effective online cigarette shop for no reasom The website witnesses high web traffic as a result of range in vaping tools, e-liquids and devices as well as because of excellent layout and simple navigation of the website. There are pop mod tools great for novices that want something brand-new to make use of. The mod devices supplied are organized according to their power output. So are the atomizers, sub ohm containers and the rebuildable gadgets. The batteries for tools are available in developed including DNA Evolv Chipset making use of ones. Residential delivery to Guam, Puerto Rico and also British Virgin Islands is done openly for acquisitions going beyond $75. Deciding on When it pertains to vape juice, you require to get the e-juice that fulfills To Veggie Glycerine Proportion One vital high quality of e-liquids as previously mentioned is the PG/VG proportion. Propylene Glycol is a petroleum essence as well as people could assume it to be poisonous. However, it is not. High PG degrees will certainly cause little vap smoke. PG is a light material and also makes your mixture less sticky. Furthermore, it benefits providing a sharp flavor preference as well as raising the body sensitivity to pure nicotine. Veggie Glycerine( VG) beyond is more sticky and also makes you get huge cosy clouds. It has a wonderful taste and prevails in the majority of sweet flavorful vape drinks. • Pure nicotine Degrees People prefer various degrees of pure nicotine. If you want to give up smoking or minimize the degree of cigarette smoking you do, you can start at a high degree as well as go down with time. Pure nicotine is habit forming and also phasing it out slowly is the certain method to quit smoking. In addition, you can use an e-liquid with a reduced nicotine web content yet cigarette taste. This is a great type to help you lower pure nicotine consumption. You can prepare your own PG/VG proportion, nicotine web content as well as taste and sent it to an on-line store to get your personalized product provided • The taste If you have been vaping for a long time, then selecting the right flavor for your Vale juice is not difficult at all. Nevertheless, getting a best flavor can be a tough choice to make if you are new in the vaping world. Taste is such a crucial facet if you wish to smoke and also hence slipping up in obtaining a wrong taste for your Vape can ruin your vaping experience and make sure that is the last point you can picture. For that reason, you need to be mindful on the flavor that you choose. Simply use your vaping friends, after that can help you make a right choice. All the above variables discussed above are vital to getting you an ideal vape juice that matches your requirements and also adapts your spending plan. Merely use the above guidelines to obtain the most effective vape as well as have an excellent experience in the vaping world. Nevertheless, it is constantly advisable to obtain some idea from specialists that have actually already used the vape juice before you can acquire it.