#weed and weed day

[localgardenweed]

Happy 420 everyone, i hope you all have a epic awesome sauce swagtastic days

[everydaywomble]

[colfy-wolfy]

[nicktoonsunite]

[sleepyfa]

i need to smoke with a lil fat stoner and feed them a family sized meal, then get them even more high and rub their belly as they whimper

[droppincofdrops]

happy 420 everypony

[kittykatninja321]

My less popular opinion (and what I believe to be implied by the art in Lost Days) is that rather than waking up in a fully grown body Jason didn’t actually complete his puberty until after his Lazarus pit dip while he was on his murder tour. Imagine you’re tied up in a basement in Berlin getting interrogated by a teenager and his voice is cracking the entire time and if you laugh he’s going to shoot you

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.

[d3vdgvrlll]

need loser incel dick right now (must be skinny, disheveled, rat like, and also frail. preferably school shooter esque)

[double-gs]

Okay, i love smut sometimes but can we not go back to fluff and especially ANGST!?!? And i dont mean start off with angst and end with angsty smut or start with fluff and end with fluffy smut, i mean genuine fluff and angst, pure pain or happiness. Its literally the only thing that comes up for most searches, especially on tumblr and its so annoying cause i just want to read something but its all just dick and pussy like PLEASE

Not to mention the amount of DISTURBING "dark content" smuts there are. It's creepy and weird

[goddessofuckyou]

[ghostwitchs-art]

comic titled "I DIDNT GET ENOUGH SLEEP LAST NIGHT"

[murdrdocs]

cw weed

having vivid images of lazy make outs with luke, fueled by the weed buzzing through your systems.

laying back on the grass, the breeze blowing against your skin and tickling the grass along your legs. your body is heavy, still fighting off the initial high that urges you to lay back and do absolutely nothing.

you’re attempting to combat it enough to engage, willing your mouth to open, your lips to move, your tongue to press against his.

his hand is at your lower back, pulling you closer to him, keeping you still by slotting your legs together. he starts to grip at your ass, digging his fingers into the flesh despite your flimsy shorts covering them. he doesn’t care much for them, nudging his fingers under the elastic waistband to meet his target, flesh against flesh.

hornier than you thought, you’re already moaning into his open mouth as you lazily start to press your crotch against his, determinedly searching for the angle that’ll provide the most friction.

there’s so much going on, but at such a languid pace. you feel like you have all the time in the world, definitely another effect of the herbal taste at the back of luke’s teeth and the smell in his hair. when you’re both a little more sober, you know he’s going to make you take a dip in the sound to rinse the smell off of you both.

but for now you’ll stay like this for as long as either of you can take. and if luke’s hand—having now circled to the front and starting to tease your cunt through your panties—is anything to go by, neither of you will last long.

[shirecorn]

I want to vape water so bad. It looks like fun and I remember sucking the mist from my mom's miniature rock fountain and laughing out clouds of distilled water and a little bit of dirt.

Tiny horses we dipped in and out of the fog, mistepped and broke their tiny legs, left them too close to the little motor which somehow sprouted blisters on their plaster hides.

Spinning sticks in the embers trying to make smoke rings before we get scolded for playing with fire.

Ok I'm an adult now can I play with fire? Can I play with water?

What are they packing into those pens that rots our lungs and blisters and scars and does such fun things we call "popcorn" like it's a snappy bright flavor of addiction?

Can I just play with it?

I don't trust anyone to make toys in an industry whose mission statement is to hurt and harm in 10 colorful new flavors!

Literally it's just clouds. You made clouds into polkadot poison and gave it to kids like bubbles and a wand.

We have to laugh and mock and boo and try to make it uncool to somehow stop the damage but fuck, it IS cool! It's dragon's breath without the biting cold of winter but you went and made it sick.

Man what the hell. Imagine if bubbles could kill you.

Why did they do that?

I'm going outside to find cool sticks. I just wish I could bring the clouds with me.

[vira-with-no-v]

As a treat (and a little celebration) here’s high af Professor

[lazycranberrydoodles]

xie lian’s 3 weed smoking girlfriends