#tw alcohol and weed

[eddiediaaz]

(you don't have to be a frequent enjoyer of either to vote. weed can mean any type of marijuana products: joints, edibles, oils, etc.)

add where you're from in the tags if you feel like it!

[controllingdom]

Shut up and take another shot.

I don’t care if you can barely stand up.

I don’t care if you’re slurring every word.

I don’t care if you won’t remember what happens tonight.

Don’t stop drinking until you’re blackout.

I’ll be sure to record everything thing I do to you while you’re pass out drunk.

Don’t worry, I’ll record it and force you to watch and relive it in the morning.

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

TW: Addiction and alcoholism

Autism and Alcohol

Neurodivergent_lou

[so-very-small]

“I don’t want to do this.”

“C’mon, you know weddings are fun! You’ll be fine.”

“It’s not the actual shindig that’s the issue; it’s the traveling four states over to get there. That drive is gonna take me like, twelve hours. Be glad you’re a borrower and don’t have to travel for cousins’ weddings.”

“Dude, you’re joking, right? Last year my brother had a destination wedding, two blocks down the street at that house with the big birdbath. It took me three weeks to travel there. I had to fight a CHIPMUNK.”

“Goddamn.”

“I wish I could have drove. The birdbath pool party reception ruled, though.”

“Oh, nice. Open bar?”

“Tinies don’t do that. It was Open Bottle. One open bottle of rum, and we were thriving.”

“Fuck yeah.”

[konigsblog]

cw: drug use (weed)

soap who enjoys a blowjob a little too much... 🍃

the pair of you, drunk and high with your eyes pink and halfway closed while you practically swallow his hard cock greedily. johnny's thick tip weeps into your mouth, coating your pink, warm tongue in a thick layer of his bitter seed while you continue bobbing your head on his veiny dick, popping off with a loud ‘pop’.

the room is filled with smoke while he takes hits from a bong, gasping and throwing his head back. sweating, his white shirt becomes transparent and sticks to his muscular, scarred body. one large hand loosely guiding your head up and down, a white sticky ring around his fat girth.

it's so messy and sloppy -- but he can't break eye contact from those pretty glistening eyes, not from his pretty girlfriend. so eager to please him, sucking down on his throbbing, hard size! “god’!, bonnie..--” he starts before his breath hitches in his throat, choking on his words and bucking into your mouth needily and suddenly when you fondle his balls tauntingly.

“feels...s..so good, god--” he chokes, gasping at the little kitten licks on his sensitive tip. he stinks of marijuana and vodka, the strong smell of weed and alcohol assaulting your nostrils, all while you drunkenly suck him off. you're just as needy as eachother, he's too desperate for relief that he doesn't even notice how you rub back and forth against his boot, coating him in your slick and sweet cum with twitching thighs.

definitely came all over your tits, then fucked them like the disgusting, drunk, high mess he is.

[blubebbie]

the smokerrrrrrrrrrrr smokeleaf part 1

[catmilf4life]

☾ gifted cigarettes 𖤓

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

chris sturniolo x fem reader (nameclaim)

nameclaim: aurora

-angst

TW: blood mentioned! (a lot!!), drugs, cigarettes, alcohol (slightly), self harm, overdose, addiction

synopsis: u were the most perfect girl in the world, you didn’t see yourself as that, but chris did.

!not proof read! - sorry for grammatical errors I wrote this really late at night. Am gonna be fixing them before i make a masterlist! dw!

chris’ pov.

I was coming back from work. It was pretty late maybe 9ish? I spent the whole day at the warehouses just going through some merch designs, with my team. I didn’t see Rori, since this morning. Oh, how i missed her.

I missed her touch, how she touches my neck when we kiss, i missed her soft plum lips. In fact i missed everything, she was just so perfect.

I stopped on the red light. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel to the rhythm of the song in the background, tv girl cigarettes out the window was playing. It immediately reminded me of Rori.

she was a heavy smoker. I tried to talk her out of it, but it never worked. After a while I got used to her late night smoking sessions.

She would sit in my window, looking at the street infront of our house.

i would study her silhouette. Sometimes i would join her and smoke too. I never really wanted to get attached tho.

Since me and my brothers hit 21 we still tried to keep our promise and not drink and smoke if it wasn’t necessary.

But well sometimes, life was too hard. Rori got addicted when she was 18 and never stopped since.

She hated herself for it. Or well that’s what she told me.

My mind drifted way back. I came back to reality when I heard a car behind me honk. I look up and see the red light turn green.

I open my door to our house slowly closing them behind me.

“Rori? am home!” i yelled as i waited for an answer. I was so excited to kiss her and hug her until she couldn’t breathe.

“rori?” I yell once again. Where is she? she always texted me when she left the house so i wouldn’t worry.

I come to our living room just looking around. I see her phone on our living room table. I look at it, i see many messages from her friends.

My breath slowly changes rhythm. As i start to panic. I got scared. Where was she.

“rori?! where are you? this is not funny!” i yelled as i tried to stay calm. I go to our bedroom, nothing. I go to our closet, no one in sight. i go to our guest room,bathroom nothing.

I walk all around the house shouting her name hoping she was just playing. I pick up my phone and try to text her friends.

My last option was the main bathroom. The last place where i haven’t looked.

I feel sweat form on my forehead as i slowly walk up to the door. I put my hand on the handle and slowly put pressure on it.

I open the door. My pupils get huge and my eyes get automatically teary at the sight of rori sitting at our cold tiles. She had slits on her palms, hands her arms, everywhere.

I kneel down to her, looking at her lifeless body. “rori, please wake up. Please please don’t leave me.” I hug her body still feeling her heart beating. Tears fall down my face.

“please don’t leave, it’s gonna be fine. It’s going to be alright. Stay with me for a second.” i stuttered as i tried to hold myself together.

“am gonna call an ambulance, and and they are going to help you, i promise.” i sobbed.

Rori fluttered her eyes open. “rori? it’s going to be alright, i promise just stay with me.” “am scared, chris-“ “don’t waste your breath rori. ambulance is on their way.” i sobbed seeing rori slowly fading away.

“I love you chris, I always have, thank you.” Rori mumbled as she coughed. She had dark eye bags and her eyes were more closed than opened.

More tears fell down my cheeks as i couldn’t calm myself down. “i love you too. I always have. Just be here with me, please i need you.” i kissed her forehead as i tried to calm myself down.

I hugged her almost lifeless body as she rested her head on my shoulder. I kissed her beautiful hair. As tears fell down my already red face.

“don’t leave me.” i whispered to myself. “don’t leave me please. I need you here, with me.”

Rori died 1 minute before the ambulance came. I counted it. She died right on my shoulder on the cold bathroom tiles. As i hopelessly begged her to stay with me.

She overdosed herself and then slit her palms. i had so much rage and anger built up in me. How could she leave me here? How could she do it.

After that i promised myself, that i’ll never forget. Never forget about her sweet soul, about her beautiful face and how much i loved to cup her cheeks in my hands. And that i never forget what killed her.

i didn’t enter my apartment since. I didn’t want to remember that disgusting night.

After few weeks of living with my brother Nick I got my shit together and came to conclusion that i should move out.

I came to my old apartment as i was packing up our bedroom i came to the nightstand she used. I opened her drawer to find some weed and cigarettes.

When i saw it i wanted to burn them, I hated that shit. It ruined everything.

I took them out of the drawer and threw them on the bed.

As i came back to the drawer i saw a white envelope right under the place where the weed was.

I take it and slowly turn it around .

To my only real love Chris

i slowly opened the envelope. Inside i found a paper that had something written on it.

dear chris,

If you are reading this, am already dead.

I know it sounds crazy. But just know I will always love you no matter what.

You will always be in my heart. I hope that i will still have a small place in your heart too. I hope you find someone who deserves you. Who loves you as much as i did and even more. I accept that you are mad and angry at me for taking my life this way. Or taking my life at all. You think it was a selfish act. It was my escape. Now am finally free. I hope you’ll never forget about me. I’ll always love you. remember that.

your girlfriend Aurora.

ℒ𝓸𝓿𝒆 𝔂𝓸𝓾

My tears fell onto the white paper as some of the letters smudged from the salt water coming from my eyes. All the memories came rushing in my head. I really was angry at first. But now. It’s all gone. I just want her back, to be here with her.

I take the cigarettes and weed.

I sit on the window she used to sit.I opened her cigarettes pack and put one in my mouth and light it up.

The only thing rori left me was cigarette packs and an addiction.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓

- My first chris fic?!

What are we thinking?

oh! and this is even my first angst! am really excited cuz i never wrote something like this and it just motivated me to write more! love you all peace out

should i do one with matt?

[compassionatereminders]

Far too many people who smoke weed and cigarettes daily, are addicted to caffeine and get wasted every weekend: Wow, I just can't believe you'd ever touch a hard drug like coke, that's just too dangerous and addictive... I would never do something like that to my body, it's too risky

[starterheart]

“let’s get you to bed” gotta be up there in favorite sweet phrases to an intoxicated partner. there’s obviously innuendo but even just at face value, getting your lover to sleep safely at the end of the night. it’s “you’ve clearly had too much,” coming as a response to an obvious display of intoxication; slurring or giggling or stumbling or saying something no sober person ever would. It’s “you need my help right now because you’re too far gone to do things for yourself, and I will do it for you.” it’s both “I care that you are safe” and “I decide what’s right.” it’s a little teasing, a little dominating, but also just kind and caring. “let’s get you to bed.”

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Monty: Everyone in the daycare is addicted to something.

Earth: What?

Monty: Sun is an alcoholic. Moon uses magic mushrooms regularly. Solar uses weed to cope. Lunar has a sugar addiction.

Earth: What about me?

Monty: You’re the only one without an addiction.

[j3al0usyy]

maybe in another universe i didnt destory myself at such a young age

[narsty-thoughts]

coming home and getting to change out of my uniform into boxers and a hoodie to get cross faded n play Minecraft n jack off IS gender affirming actually

[konigsblog]

Gaz is 100% the type to get drunk or high and BEG YOU to let him suck you off or eat you out. I will hear no complaints.

stoner!gaz!! 🥹 oh, you just know he's needy... (i know this isn't what you asked, but it just came to my mind!)

cw: intoxication, weed use, alcohol use, exhibitionism. 🍃🥃 :(

kyle doesn't even care. he doesn't care that he's in public, he doesn't even want to head to the bathroom. just right here in the club, right now.

he watches as you drunkenly get on your knees, with heavy eyelids and pink scleras from the weed in your system. the smell of marijuana assaults your nostrils, that strong and recognisable scent that sticks to your skimpy clothes. your thong peaks from underneath your dress when you get in your knees.

you're at the side, not directly in the middle but still infront of everyone. gaz rubs his hand over your eyes, keeping his forearm covering his eyes in anticipation when you begin taking out his veiny, hard cock. he's so hard; already leaking! just like the desperate and greedy boy he is. when you wrap your lips around his girth, he can barely hold himself back. a few drunk men watch you, chuckling and slut shaming you.

you're too distracted to notice. with your boyfriend's dick laying in your mouth, against your pink, hot tongue, nothing else mattered. you babble around him, giving him lazy eyes while he groans and grinds against your mouth. kyle holds you by the crown of your head, making you moan around him with your eyes watering for gagging. “ohh, fuck...” he gasps out breathlessly. a few people caught the attention, some drunk men staring as if they would have a turn of your mouth afterwards.

the head of kyle's dick begins spurting down your throat. he grips your hair, shooting a load onto your face and watching it drip down in hot globs. he moans, eyes rolled back while he rubs his wet dick against your face back and forth. :(

[hecticlife]

"okay, so who's getting shots?" leon asks around. he's already a bit tipsy. and also high as fuck. you can't really blame him, it's his way of decompressing and dissociating (if you really wanna put a name on it). "last soldier standing wins a hundred bucks. we gotta put the money in that bucket. you in?"

[soup-the-zombie]

Pickles 🤎

[compassionatereminders]

Not only do they deny weed is addictive, but a lot of people will try to convince you it’s good for you. Don’t get me wrong, I understand it can be medically prescribed under certain circumstances and I’m sure it does do good mentally for some people, but that’s not to say it’s actually good for you. Like, there’s a reason the human body resists and flushes out toxins, we weren’t designed to ingest tobacco and alcohol e.g it’s why the consequences of doing these things too often and too much can be dire.

Weed does have many medicinal qualities and for many people it genuinely is worth the risks. But it's not harmless. Like any other mind altering substance, it should be treated with responsibility and care. It's not like taking a vitamin, and it can and does harm people regularly. And claiming it doesn't and only does good is very irresponsible