#theme: drugs

[identity-systems]

[pt: genderjoynt

GenderJoynt: A subset of Weedgender related to or influenced by the euphoria, relief, and overall good vibes that can come from using weed or other THC products.

Term and Flag coined/made by me!

[Do Not Interact: Terf, Transmed, Sysmed, Racist, Sexist, Ableist, Anti Mogai/Xenogenders, Cringe/Flop acc, Enby skeptic, NSFW/Kink, Proshippher/anti-anti, ABDL/DDLG/etc, Pedo/MAP or supporter, Exclus, Anti Endo, Anti M-spec Lesbians/Gays] /end pt]

⌁ ₊˚ GenderJoynt ⁺˳𖦹︎

GenderJoynt: A subset of Weedgender related to or influenced by the euphoria, relief, and overall good vibes that can come from using weed or other THC products.

Term and Flag coined/made by me!

[Do Not Interact: Terf, Transmed, Sysmed, Racist, Sexist, Ableist, Anti Mogai/Xenogenders, Cringe/Flop acc, Enby skeptic, NSFW/Kink, Proshippher/anti-anti, ABDL/DDLG/etc, Pedo/MAP or supporter, Exclus, Anti Endo, Anti M-spec Lesbians/Gays]

[brokenxheart]

If they only knew....

[heph]

Call me crazy for reading so much into a show like House MD but I think the main theme of House is that despite doing everything perfectly and being a good person, shit happens.

Sickness and pain will be inflicted on you and your loved ones and there's nothing you can do about it, but to persevere, to fight for your life, to keep living despite it all - to love is a part of the human condition; our capability of love is what makes life worth living, despite all the pain that you will inevitably experience.

This show exemplifies the pain of living and the needs and desires of human beings to keep going despite it all

And idk... There's something beautiful about how a show with so many stupid whimsical dumb scenes can impart something so profound in my stupid little brain

[mogaigonewild]

[PT: Stonerbodiment. end PT]

STONERBODIMENT

a xenogender related to being the embodiment of a stoner

THE ORIGINAL TEMPLATE ISNT MINE, IT BELONGED TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR

[feketeribizli]

love drawing this dude looking cunty with a knife

[aftgficrec]

It’s a fic based on the night when the monsters took Neil to edens for the first time and drugged him.

But this time Neil panicked and ran away and tried to step infront of a car. The monsters managed to get to him first and Kevin grabbed him back. Basically a fic of the monsters realising they fucked up.

Sorry, anon. We tried all our tricks and could not find this, but will keep it in mind and keep looking. If anyone recognizes this fic (it may be part of a long one), please drop a comment. 

Below are some previous recs you may like. Please note the trigger warnings on the original posts. -A

drugging at eden’s went darker than canon:

‘though i am bruised, face of contusions (know I’ll keep movin’)’ here

‘I took a breath and took the knife’ here

‘Bad Habit’ here

‘A night out’ here

‘History Repeating’ here

‘Echo’ here

neil gets roofied again:

Neil's drink gets spiked ask here

Neil getting roofied ask here

‘i got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold’ here (completed)

neil kicks ass after being roofied:

‘valhalla's throat’ here 

you may also like:

masterlist for Nicky Kissing Neil here

Art

Neil’s first trip to Columbia comic by @runningwithhellhounds

[mogaigonewild]

[ID: A flag with nine horizontal stripes, all the same size. The colors are darker at the edges and lighter in the middle. They are, from top to bottom, darkish green, warm green, soft light green, soft yellow-green, soft yellow, soft yellow-green, soft light green, warm green, and darkish green. END ID]

ID by OP

Yellownaturetrippic: A gender related to LSD, LSD trips, nature, yellow flowers, spring forests, and bright colors.

Yellow is a slang name for LSD, ‘nature’ comes from nature, and -trippic is a suffix for genders related to drug trips

Colors are just general nature stuff + yellow, because drug stuff

Suggested Pronouns🔽🔽🔽

Keep reading

[shinybulbasaur]

Rules: Make a poll with five of your all-time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favorite!

I was tagged by @suddenrundown, thanks for the tag! I was so tempted to put "eliot's baseball hair" but I resisted (also polls don't allow strikethroughs. sad). tagging @michinaranja, @vero-niche, @acidmatze and anyone else who wants to play!

[tang3r1n]

still on my shitty dabi kick and i think i struck a chord with @mostlyheinous so here’s random ass shit i think a deadbeat bf dabi would do

18+, hard dubcon, gaslighting, manipulation, smoking, forced drinking/taking of drugs, dabi purposely makes you have a bad trip on acid, unprotected sex, anal (referenced plus a thumb in the stink) i’ll add more idfk

kay first off, along the smoke vein, dabi would absolutely threaten to put his cigarettes/blunts out on you if you keep crying (openly, he loves watching you cry all quiet n sniffly)

he’s also no doubt changed you around the apartment with bugs/gross shit just to make you squeal and beg him to put it away

“baby it’s jus’lil beetle~” while waving a fucking 4in long roach he found outside in your face, “gimmie a big, sloppy kiss and i might throw Jeffrey away, as much as it pains me to.”

constantly making you exchange physical/sexual acts for practically basic respect

“show me your pretty tits and i’ll let you go hang with those stupid cunts— no i’m not gonna stop callin’em that, they’re dumb cunts.”

loves making you suck him off right after work, still all musky from the day, his cock even more salty from sweating all day (scent/smell kink is my fav im SORRY.) plugging your nose and jutting his hips out harshly to make you gag and cough around his cock, the sinfully wet noise making him groan out a chuckle as he watched you cringe

any and all attempts to change his behavior end with gaslighting and fake hurt plastered on his face as he breaks your fucking back in bed

“ungh- you’re such a fucking good girl f’me.. i love your, pretty, im so sorry you feel the need to accuse me of such things- god squeeze my dick like that again, fuck yeah- i..uh- gonna make you cum so hard, show y’how this noisy cunt ‘sall mine..”

steals your panties and jacks off with them right fucking in front of you, dick swinging and balls out as he strikes himself with your panties pressed against his face. his bright ass blue eyes piercing into you while he noisily huffs in the smell of your pussy and licks up the crotch of them like the perverted degenerate he is

oh and when you try to break it off, setting him down to explain that he is just..too much.. for you, he goes ballistic.

grabbing you by the hair and dragging you to the bedroom, placing you down still surprisingly softly as he ferociously tears off your clothes and starts eating you out like his life depend on it (idk to him it might, he’s a loser)

once he’s got you all whiny and soft after a few mind-shattering orgasms, he’ll start coping and trying to slip you back into the haze of his glaringly obvious manipulative love

“don’t say stupid fucking shit, pretty, jus’cuz y’on your period or what-the-fuck-ever is going on in that lil head don’t mean you can treat me like this.”

hell chastise you while he fingers you, fingers blurred as he finger-fucks you dizzy, fishing his cock outta his dirty jeans and scoffing as you whine and cry again, shuffling up the bed

he pulls you in again by your ankles, a scarred hand quickly silencing you as it softly pressed against your throat, a silent threat, as he spoke patronizing words to your sex and lust filled mind,

“just be my good angel one more time, pretty,” he forces a crack in his voice, flexing his throat so he sounds tearful and sad, “i just..i love you s’much, wanna show my pretty girl, my everything, how much she means t’me,”

the second you nod he’s grinning manically and flipping you over, forcing his cock into your wet cunt and rabidly humping against your ass, dick barely leaving and inch before pumping right back in as deep as it’d fit.

he’d spit on your other puckered lil hole, making your cry and squirm yet again as he pushes his thumb against it, gut burning with lust and a perverted sense of affection

“no- nononono angel- calm it down, i jus’wanna feel your cute ass ‘round me, promise it’ll just be my thumb— yes pretty i pinky promise

(he ends up cumming in your ass i don’t make the rules mb)

other than failed breakups and gaslighting, dabi also likes getting his pretty wasted

like… really wasted.

dabi’ll give you shit after shot, even making you sit pretty for him while he spits Jack Daniels into your awaiting mouth

he spikes literally all drinks he makes you and it’s so obvious but he just tells you it’s to ‘loosen your bitchy ass up,’ but in his own special, joking tone.

cut to you blowing cum bubbles while you suck him off, completely drunk, head dizzy and body fuzzy as he records you almost mindlessly salivating over him.

“say hi to Shigaraki f’me, pretty, little bastard is gonna love seeing you all horned up and slutty~”

he also shotguns his blunt/pipe/bong hits to you—never lets you hit in your own

dabi loves it if you sit on his lap during this too, a rare domestic scene of you both just vibing and grinding, soft praises and touches that feel unreal coming from him

the he ruins it by slapping your ass and making you cook him dinner

wait i had a funny idea hold on

“babe can we please go see my momma today— it’s just that it’s m’birthday and you made me skip it last year..”

“pretty, that bitch hates my ass, why would we go see someone who hates us?” (notice he says ‘us’ anyways)

[cut to momma glaring at dabi the entire time they’re over and throwing shoes at him once he opens his fucking mouth]

kay that’s all for now ig

wait

sometimes when you’re falling asleep you can hear him obsessively rambling and mumbling abt how much he loves you, how disgusting everyone else alive is, how he’d kill anyone who dared talk to-LOOK at you, how he thinks you’re such a soft, beautiful little thing that he just wants to protect but oh how he fucking loves ruining your angel wings.

[brokenxheart]

[desirdae-archive]

(oh my gods we had to add so many tags/lh/nbr)

Trigger warning: Self Harm Ment, Weed ment.

☆ DesirHigh: a desirdae subterm(?) for those who desire/yearn/want to get High in someway due to being unable to for whatever reason, taking breaks from it, etc. ( i am not sure if this counts as harmful as i mean it for relaxation )

★ DesirSelfHarm: a desirdae subterm for those who desire/yearn/want to Self Harm in someway due to Recovering but wanting to do it again, having urges but not going through with it etc. This term doesn't encourage self harm.

☆ DesirWeirdcore: a desirdae term for those who desire/yearn/want to be Weirdcore in some way due to missing nostalgia, Regression ( optional ), Trauma, etc

★ DesireTraumacore: a desirdae subterm for those who desire/yearn/want to be Traumacore in some way due to trauma, a victim/survivor, shitty child/teen/adulthood, etc

★ DesirHospitalization: a desirdae subterm for those who desire/yearn/want to be Hospitalized in someway due to Cotards, Psychosis, Trauma, OCD etc

★ DesirVoid - is a term under the desirdae umbrella when someone desires/wants/yearns to the Void. whether that's due to kin, irl/das, trauma, being a headmate, etc

☆ DesirSpace - is a term under the desirdae umbrella when someone desires/wants/yearns to be Space. whether that's to Being a Headmate, IRLs/DAs, Kins, delusions, trauma, etc.

★ DesirCane - is a term under the desirdae umbrella when someone desires/wants/yearns to have a Cane. whether that's because of needing/wanting a cane, needing a mobility aid, wanting one but can't have one due to other disabilities, etc

☆ DesirWitch - is a term under the desirdae umbrella when someone desires/wants/yearns to be Witch. whether that's to become a better witch, wants to explore witchcraft but can't, wants to work on witchcraft but cannot due to psychosis/schizophrenia, etc

★ DesiInfiniteCold - is a term under the desirdae and Infinite umbrella when someone desires/wants/yearns to be cold infinitely. Due to thyroid problems, autistic body heat issues, body heat issues in general, trauma, etc

These terms do not support transition if its harmful.

[No spoons for ID, many apologies ]

Tagging: @desirdae-archive @ghosting-plural-userboxes @radiomogai

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔖𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔥 ♱

[lunarharp]

post that reads like a mood swing

[riinniies]

|| ITOSHI SAE ||

<BONUS CHAPTER>

POV : Sae

My writings

Bonus chapter

Sae sat quietly in the living room, his eyes focused on (name) sitting beside him. Hundreds of days had passed since that time, when he first kidnapped her, and as time went by, Sae began to feel that everything was going according to plan. All the feelings that once burdened him now felt light, despite the complications he carried in his heart.

He stared at (name), who now appeared so calm. Often, he felt like he no longer recognized the person she once was. The face that was once always full of tension, confusion, and unanswered questions now seemed so... empty.

Sae knew what had happened. He knew the change. Yet, there was no regret within him.

Sae clearly remembered how he first planned all of this. When (name) ran away, he knew everything had to be carried out carefully. It wasn’t just about kidnapping and locking her up in this place. No. Sae knew that this change required time and the right method.

Every meal he prepared, every drink he gave, was part of that process. Gradually, he increased the dose enough to calm her and blur (name)’s memory. The drugs he had gotten from a very trusted source, he used very wisely, every day, in small doses, so (name) wouldn’t notice. Sae watched her closely, ensuring the change happened slowly.

It wasn’t just her body that was under control, but also her mind. Every day, he implanted little by little, offering “security” and comfort, making (name) feel no need to think about the past anymore. Sae knew this wasn’t easy, but he also knew that sometimes love truly required sacrifice. He never wanted (name) to run away again. Because the more (name) forgot her past, the more Sae felt... like home.

The food, the drinks, even the medicines he mixed—everything was designed to make (name) completely his. In this way, she would be protected. In this way, (name) would understand that she needed nothing else but him. In this way, Sae could build a world that existed only for the two of them.

Now, Sae could feel the results. There was a strange satisfaction in his heart as he watched (name) sitting beside him, ignoring the reality, forgetting her past, and accepting this new reality. Sae knew he had succeeded.

“Why don’t you ask anymore?” Sae asked, his voice soft but full of meaning.

“(Name)” looked at him with a faint smile. “Why should I ask? Everything is clear.”

Sae smiled faintly. He could feel how (name) had already become a part of his world. The world he had created with his own hands, a world that would never leave him.

He knew, until the end, (name) would never realize what had happened. Because, in the end, everything had changed so deeply. Sae didn’t need any further explanation. Everything was perfect, even without words.

And with that, Sae felt content.

[theoldkyokodied]

Also finally sharing the link to my bloodweave playlist, for everyone who was interested <33 lovingly putting my brainworms under the microscope for you, so you can see all their layers

[3liza]

I think it must be for the lack of going outside of your room on this website that debates about personal presentation and appearance literally never have any material analysis. sorry it's counterrevolutionary to shave my legs or wear makeup or a bra or style my hair in certain ways or "worry" about visible signs of aging but have some of you just never encountered real world situations where those things caused measurable problems dealing with other people, jobs, money, respectability, access to resources, or the ability to influence important situations? this starts happening when you go outside a lot. there's a debate on my dash rn about balding and finasteride in which not a single person has mentioned the potential negative social outcomes of losing your hair and how that can affect socioeconomic status and personal risk. maybe someone doesn't need to be "vain" to care about keeping their hair and consider the risks of medication for it. maybe they've seen how bald people get treated and referred to and made a cost benefit calculation that they can't afford, sometimes literally, to eat that cost, with everything else they've got going on. maybe I wear makeup when I have to go talk to doctors and other gatekeepers because people make assumptions about your class and mental status when you have "bad skin" and "eye bags". maybe a lot of women who wear uncomfortable restrictive bras and shave whatever and buy skin products and do gua sha have already been sharply punished when someone saw leg hair or a mustache or puffy greasy skin or god forbid their nipple through their shirt. not everyone can just say "fuck it, I can afford to eat one more social cost that will measurably impact my ability to get medical treatment or pay rent". sorry this sounds like an economics lecture, that's because it is

if you are about to tell me a long story about how you personally have not been affected by perceptions of your appearance actually so you can conclude it never happens at all, please don't. sometimes you get lucky, that's it. and on this website I think it's less likely that you're lucky and more likely that you're oblivious