#weed mention cw

[melissa-titanium]

[princehoneytea]

i call this one "small collection of hands i drew while zonked"

[isatoru]

I need to be between nagi and reo on a couch in a penthouse smoking weed so bad. Mentally I’m there.

LMFAOOO i can envision your dream life there anon…. a penthouse…. especially you and nagi you’ll be having a blast living the rich life where you get to laze around and do nothing and not have to work (well, just you—nagi needs to play soccer with reo still LOLLLL) a day in your lives all paid by reo because he’s crazy about you both and is not immune to spoiling you both 🙏 yeah…. and they would take such good care of you!! :’>

[biolizardboils]

one week till the Final Horizon!! heres some Rocks i drew last winter

[banannabethchase]

Me last week: Nah, I usually just get sleepy if I have a gummy. It chills me out. Doesn't do much else.

Me, after 1/4 of a gummy, while watching wrestling, apropos of absolutely nothing: I wonder if the words cow and coward have the same etymological root...I gotta look something up.

[hidesinhisarchived]

there was a reason that mark tends to stick to smoking joints. the high from joints sat mainly in his head, making things a bit swimmy and a tad sleepy, but ultimately bearable. edibles, however, were a horse of a different color entirely. edibles were a full body high, making his limbs feel heavy and heightening certain other sensations. at least this year he didn't have to make the trek to an anonymous bar or hide out in his room. he straddles his musician, one arm resting on roger's shoulder while his hand runs through roger's hair. "pay attention to me. i'm high," he whines.

@whatsbehindthefacade liked for a 420 themed starter!

[fatherramiro]

ignore me im going through it

[vikingofficial]

Are you a zaza expert?

If you mean the slang term for high-grade cannabis(weed) then I know a lot but I'm not an expert exactly. My old weedman had a professional grow and because he is an engineer, the plants would come out perfectly each time. I was a loyal customer so he let me tour the grow whenever I came over. Very elaborate. I learned a lot.

[princessslea]

considering people always warned us about people peer pressuring us to do drugs it turns out to be incredibly difficult to get weed

[takemetotheastralagain]

I made such a funny fictionkinfession emoji ask. I hope it’s as funny when I’m not high

[muutosarchive]

@cyberpawn

GIVE ME TWO STONERS WHO ARE LITERALLY SO IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER ITS SO HARD TO EXPLAIN. they neVer get sick of each other, they stare at each other from across the room when they’re at parties, when they play beer pong they share little moments and press their foreheads against one another’s because they’re just so used to it. they’re always high together and always just kind of floating together on a really cute cloud?? like please they spend most of their time in a dark room with candles lit and joints lit half naked kissing and talking and going on tumblr oH GOD PLEASE

[muutosarchive]

[ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got / for kenny ? 👁👁

young man is nursing tired eyes underneath the hood, though now his face is clearly seen from the lining. he looked as though he had taken a punch, or four . . . greasy blond hair scattered &. stuck up in different directions.

the fatigue in his face is far from weed-induced, nor anything more nefarious than being worn down. he'd expected to succumb to some sort of end, though any moment of danger spells paranoia.

though his mug flexes, recoils even, when her hands (too grace-filled to touch his maggot infested skin) place themselves with worry . . . worry hurt. felt like poison. felt like parents who neglected, who damaged, &. their anguished cries over son's grave. destined to live this recurring cycle their brains force out, while kenny's endures. nothing ever changes. they let him die, &. so he does. though you never forget the death cries of one's own mother.

"hey! - don't fucking touch me, lady!" gangling fingers trail fallen garb &. lifts his hood back up over his head with a poignant tug of strings. childish retreat, the scab on his lip is tongued as hardened eyes hit the ground. huffing. "-- i'm fine, okay?"

🍒 @divinehr

[banannabethchase]

9:30 - *chugs a weed drink*

11:20 - booked flights for the September wedding, halfway through writing a grand for accessibility materials to support my students next year

[iomadachd]

She's high as a kite, floating in space and thrilled. The music around Rabbit sounds as if she can feel it against her flesh, and when she spots her Papa sitting with a cigar, she can no longer help herself. Secondo takes a puff and she leans in, cups his chin, and presses her lips to his, tongue begging entrance before she sucks in his mouthful of smoke herself. The necromancer coughs, laughs, pats her Papas cheek before offering him some water and wandering off to make sure everything is still in order. Even blitzed out of her mind, she's dutiful.

A successful party to be sure. As always, Rabbit had been indispensable in procuring party favors and attendees in equal measure.

Really, she had gone above and beyond in her duties, and it was that time of night when the highs gave way to the mellow numbness of the low of good liquor and weed.

Sprawled out in his chair, he's enjoying one of the finer cigars from his collection, blowing the occasional ring as an easy form of amusement.

Rabbit inserting herself into his personal space is far from unexpected, but the lips slotting against his is. He's giving her permission before he even things to smack her away, exhaling the warm smoke into her mouth.

He can't help but chuckle as she coughs, an endearingly human trait in the moment before she's taking care of him once more and he's left with water and the knowledge they can have an interaction without hating each other on some level.

It is a marvel.

[colfy-wolfy]

[iraprince]

this counts as my pride comic for the month imo