#drügs

[xxvergoldetxx]

just took some ritalin a friend gave me in hopes of being more energetic but I feel absolutely nothing

#self destruction #drügs #ritalin #so tired #depression #tired all the time

[mymommyisapsycho]

Pessoal mais novo e mais velho. Leiam este artigo no @jornalexpresso . Não é só o consumo de cocaína que está a aumentar. É também o consumo de ecstasy (MDMA) e cetamina. É pá. Experimentar qualquer uma destas drogas. É. Uma péssima ideia. Pode parecer que corre muito bem. No momento. Mas. Pode correr muita mal. Na hora. E. Ou. Depois. E a probabilidade de correr mal é muito grande. Não se metam nisto. Nem sequer para “experimentar”. #jornalexpresso #drügs #advice #mymommyisapsycho https://www.instagram.com/p/CqIV0mCsxCD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#jornalexpresso #drügs #advice #mymommyisapsycho

[handsome-kakigori]

twt shenanigans

#bleach #kurosaki ichigo #ichigo kurosaki #ichigo #that one rizz peeta meem idk #and no i didn’t mistook ibuprofen as a drüg #i def didn’t get the wrong idea about ‘lets take ibuprofen together’ meme

[julia-not-roberts]

I hate to think what would’ve happened if I hadn’t done this to myself.

#priscilla #girlblogging #sadgirl #sad girl #girls #lanadelrey #this is what makes us girls #pretty when i cry #self h@rm #4ddiction #addiction #drüg$ #tw depressing stuff #depressiv

[madasaitama]

"are these the worlds crispiest fries. lets find out."

#人間終わりの義務 #IM FUCKIGN GIGGLING AT THIS NAHH #drugs #tw drugs #tagging this as such because those are uh. yk the droogs #funni drüg from ebay 😢

[litteraturhistorikeren]

Vil gerne vide, om nogen, der hader mig, har tilmeldt mit telefonnummer alt muligt spam, eller om det bare er tilfældigt, at jeg får uhyrligt mange spam sms’er på det seneste

#en drüg dealer fra kbh skrev til mig though?? #og jeg tager hverken stoffer eller bor i nærheden af Sjælland #hmmmm

[anonsthoughtcloud]

and suddenly I found myself, alone, in quiet, nothing to distract me from whatever could be going on in my mind. and I sat with it, and realized that I’m not myself anymore. what am I, then? I’m everything around me but I’m not any certain point, not without everything around me. I’m a black hole; everything goes in, but it seems nothing comes back without being stripped to dust, dust of whatever was, whatever is. and then I come to wonder, what could have been?

#is this drüg abuse #i don’t remember the last day I spent sober #lol

[gamblersdoll]

PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER, 2

cw warning: sexual tension, slight drüg use.

fuck it, you took the invite.

you knew it was best, because had you not, hakari wouldve blew your shit, spamming angry messages or borderline threatening messages. or have someone personally bang on your door and drag you to the club.

so you found the best fitting dress, with some heels, disregarding the fact you hate them. but of course your current boyfriend sinji had you put them on.

“where are you even going to?” he asked, only looking at his phone and not you. how irritating he was when he did this, but it was best for now.

“with maki and nobara, girls night out.” you lied, it wasnt like he was much paying attention if it was worth a damn. he nodded, muttering a “have fun i guess” and you rolling your eyes when his car pulled out and sped off. did it bother you? no. was he a pain in the ass? absolutely yes.

this club had to be worth a couple million.

music over flooding your ears and making you squint, you tried to find the closest room the could have this damn boy in, until a hard grab is at your shoulder.

“who the fuck you lookin fa?” one said in a gruff tone, he had to be at least seven foot. and the other one was no better.

“uhm, hakari. he ain here?” you said, fight or flight about to take its course, not knowing if you should just leave or call hakari—

“i know you aint just grab her like that.” speak of the damn devil himself, grabbing you by your hip. “she’s supposed to come see me, dumbass.”

they uttered their apologies, getting on their knees and slightly shaking.

“we apologize!” they say in unison. you raised an eyebrow, causing you to actually just give off a mean mug.

“lets go.” hakari barked, walking back over to the room he originally came out of, guiding you by your hip and closing the door. “sit.” he said, pointing at the chair across from the couch.

instead of arguing, since he just had two grown men get on their knees and sob their apologies, you sat without question. “what did you want to discuss?” you asked crossing your legs, feeling the thick of your thighs spilling over the other one.

hakari was lighting up his blunt, pulling and exhaling the smoke. “how have you been?” he said, a lazy grin on his face. he leaned back and looked at you, manspreading.

“thats what you called me about?” you asked.

“gotta catch up if im tryna get back in ya life, babydoll.” he said, no shame in his game. the weed was starting to kick in, since he always had the goods, no matter what the occasion is.

“hakari, lets be so for real. what do you want?” you asked, slightly raising your voice. “what do you actually want?”

hakari blew out smoke, raising an eyebrow. “to know how have you been? thats a problem now?” mood trying to not sour.

you chuckled, rolling your eyes and folding your arms,looking away. “every boy will say that when they tryna fuck and dip.” you said absentmindedly.

oh how dumb you were, knowing that youre quite literally only a few inches away from him, knees almost touching. hakari lowered his eyes, slightly from the weed finally kicking his ass slightly and he leaned over , elbows on his knees and chuckled.

“… dont know what lil boy you been foolin around with, or have talked to, but you know better.”

he reaches his hand out, placing it on your knee and tracing the flat of his fingers on your skin, giving you goosebumps. you swallow thickly, looking at his big but veiny hand. he looked up at you, eye’s still low and licking his lips slow.

“but you know better then disrespecting me like that. im sure you remember what happened when i fucked you up last time, right?” he said low and soft, trailing his hand up your thigh, somewhat sliding the dress upwards. he wasnt near your womanhood, but damn was he close. speaking of, he was right over you too.

“hakari—“

“yeah yeah i know, that lil boy you got wont like it. you think i give a fuck?” he said, whispering in your ear. “say your sorry for saying something stupid like that, and ill stop. oh and, id stop if you were actually uncomfortable, mama.” he said, tracing his hand back and forth. “you smell so good..”

“shit! okay– im sorry for saying something stupid..” you muttered, squeezing your thighs together.

“and?” hakari trailed off. “cmon, use your words.”

“and what?” you asked, confused.

“how have you been doll.” hakari said, his hand that was on your thigh found its way to your neck. “i have all day for this, you dont.”

“ive been– decent i guess? nothing much has happened.” you said, honestly. nothing much has happened over the year you two broke up.

“thats my girl, did so good fer me.” he said, chuckling as he sat back down. “now..” he looked at your feet, and back at you. “since when did you like heels?” he asked.

“i .. i dont. “ you said, looking away. the smell of his cologne could make you eat him.

“take them shits off, dont put them back on.”

you hadnt talked to this man in a year and had fun more than your boyfriend.

“get home safe, alright ma?” he said, finally sober and had already won at most four bets and mad seventeen thousand in two hours. “text me when you get home.”

“i will.” you said, driving off. for hakari though, he felt like he had won the lottery with you, he felt it, heat in his body, he hasnt felt cold all day, fuck, the fever.

when you got home, you were bombarded with messages from sinji, then called. “yes, sinji?”

“well hi to you too then bitch, how was the girls night out?” you could hear him playing with his controller for his game.

you lied through your teeth, “it was really good! had fun.” you said, well… wasnt much a lie. you felt your phone vibrate as you plop in the bed and look at the notification.

New message!

“you 🏡 ma?”

“yes kin.”

Message sent!

New message!

“c me again soon

night”

you smiled at the message, and sinji just had to ruin it for you.

“helloooooo!?!” he bolstered out, making you roll your eyes.

“im here boy– damn!”

reposts, shares, comments, tags are so welcomed.

for those who dont know: mean mugging is the worse version of a stank face.

#jjk x reader #jjk spoilers #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk leaks #jjk fluff #kinji hakari #hakari smut #hakari x reader #hakari kinji #jjk hakari #jjk maki #maki zenin #zenin maki #nobara kugisaki #jjk nobara #jjk zenin #jujutsu nobara #fever

[shadow-heleyna]

The accident... (Angst, Style [Stan x Kyle])

Chapter 3: Broken

Warning ⚠️: Mentions a little bit of drügs and w33d

STAN P.O.V.

I copied all the answers off my ex super best friend. I'm pretty sure he thinks we're still super best friends, but I've been ignoring him for about 3 months… maybe 4 months. He's smart… he should've figured it out by now. Maybe he still wants to be friends, but I don't want to be friends anymore.

The bell rings, and as I get up and out of my seat, I walk towards the door. “Have a good day, kids” Mr. Garrison sounds glad when he says this, then sighs in relief. I walk towards the door and out of the room. A bunch of kids follow behind me. “Stan!” A very familiar yells, and I turn around. I smile as I see Wendy run up to me. Wendy grabs my hand, and I blush… she's the love of my life…

“Can I sit with the girls today alone? You can just sit with the guys again” she asks me in her pretty and joyful voice. I look in her eyes, and I consider saying no, but her eyes mesmerize me. I blush and then say “fine baby… I love you.” Wendy walks away from me and walks towards Bebe, Nichole, and Red. I head towards the cafeteria.

She never says I love you too anymore. It's like she doesn't even love me, but she stays with me just to say she has a boyfriend. It's just… I'm in love with her, and I think she's the love of my life, but I think she thinks otherwise. I can't let go of her…

I sigh, and I look around me as I walk towards the cafeteria. I see Cartman's fatass running to the cafeteria door like he hasn't eaten food in days. I see Tolkien walking with Jimmy and Clyde, probably talking about drügs or some shit. I see Kyle and Kenny walking together beside me, and when Kyle sees me looking at him… he starts to blush. Why the fuck is he looking at me?.. Weird. I really don't wanna talk to the boys right now, especially Kyle. I'm just gonna smoke some w33d instead of sitting with them or eating.

I walk into the cafeteria and I walk towards the bathroom in the cafeteria. I see Wendy sit down between Bebe and Heidi… she's smiling. I also see Kyle sitting between Tolkien and Kenny. I roll my eyes as I walk into the boys bathroom.

When I get into the bathroom, I see Craig smoking some w33d. Craig shouldn't be smoking w33d since Tweek figured out his parents were putting w33d in his coffee, and he now HATES it. Craig looks toward me and says “you want some, Stan?” I nod my head. Craig pulls out a c!garette and a lighter, and then lights the c!garette. He hands it to me, and I bring it up to my mouth.

#craig tucker #craig x tweek #eric cartman #kyle broflovski #south park #south park fandom #south park fanfiction #sp k2 #sp style #stan marsh

[theroyalsofcorrilea]

Elizabeth (Elizabeth Mary Viktoria; Born 20 December 1932) was Queen of the Kingdom of Corrilea and the Corrilean Dominions, from 1956 till her husband’s abdication in 1989.

Elizabeth was born at the Fort of Drüg, as the only child of Albert II and Alix, the Grand Prince and Princess ofSchleswig-Wolfenbüttel-Kassel. In 1953 she married Crown Prince Jonathan of Corrilea, in a lavished ceremony at the Royal Palace in Avilion. Together with her husband she had two children, Catherine and Alexander.

In 1956, her father-inlaw passed and Elizabeth became the Queen Consort of Corrilea. As Queen, she performed her duties exceptionally well and soon become the most popular member of the Royal family, a title she held until 2002. After her husbands abdication, she continued Royal duties and supported her daughter in her role as Queen. After her husband’s death in 1992, she briefly retired from duties before returning in 2000 after the birth of her great grandchildren via Anastasia. After, her granddaughter became Queen, she took on the title of Queen Grandmother, to avoid confusion amongst the public. Even at the age of 90, she is still one of the hardest working royals having over 250 patronages.

As the only child of the Grand Prince and Princess of Schleswig-Wolfenbüttel-Kassel, she inherited both her parents and grandparents fortunes after the dissolution of the Germanic Empire. Due to this she is currently the richest woman in Corrilea with a net worth of $44.8 billion.

She is the 28 Sovereign Consort of Corrilea.

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Pic 1: Elizabeth’s 90th Birthday Portrait.

Pic 2: Elizabeths Wedding Portrait.

Pic 3: Elizabeths 18th birthday Portrait.

#theroyalsofcorrilea #ts4 royalty #ts4 royal family #sims 4 royalty #the sims 4 #ts4 royal story #sims 4 #sims 4 royal family #sims 4 royal simblr #sims 4 royal legacy #sims royal family

[cutepsycho17]

⁉️16+⁉️ TW: LITTLE SUGGESTIVE/GORE/DISTURBING/DRÜGS/BLOOD/TRYPOPHOBIA

very old art from 2022 (shit, i hate, i Think i'm gonna ramake kind of this but with my ocs)

Actually is my persona in candycore pastelGore glitchcore weirdcore style

#that's cute #pastel gore #candy #kawaiicore #suggestive #cw: gore #tw drugs #tw blood #persona oc #art digital #old art

[arthurrei07]

actverse / take on swap!sans / pt. 2

tws: mentioned v10lence, curse words, mentioned accidental drüg usage, bl00d, implied nüdity, implied minor character dë4ths, mentioned g0re.

ship: dreamberry.

(the tws are a bit violent but the story is not as bad as the tws. stay safe either way 💓)

~

“Dream.”

Swap watched Dream dip his pen into the ink case, cling it around in the glass and pull it back as the pitch black ink dripped on the surface of the wooden desk, and then onto the document. Dream, furiously, scribbled something on the paper; the thick liquid messing the original paper as it wetted it.

“Dream.” Swap called out again, his hoarse voice cracking as he talked. As he got no response, he budged towards Ink—yanking his own spear from his hands as Ink flinched back. His right hand fixed its grip on his spear as it nearly slipped through his bloody fingers, and Swap harshly banged the staff on the marble floor.

Dream flinched at the loud noise, his head perking up from the desk. And Swap saw the terror in his eye; absolutely stunned by the mix of green leaking from Swap’s mouth and nose as more dark green stained his clothes, black and red garnishing all over his face and well, solidified hair.

He bolted up from his place, an ear-killing screech rising from the chair as it bulged back.

“Swap? What—What in the stars?” Dream tried to get rid of his coat as he pulled it off of his backside, hurriedly scooting away from the desk.

“What in the stars? Are you fucking kidding me?” Swap left his spear down on the floor as the metal part rattled around with a loud clank and aggressively shook his hand in the air, his blood splattering onto the ground.

His orbs followed Dream as he creeped up to him, Dream’s face turning pale.

“What—What happened?” Dream’s eyes ran up to meet with Swap’s, Swap’s eyes boring back into Dream’s.

“My universe is gone, is what happened,” Swap licked his lips, his spit burning the busted wounds as his face scrunched sourly. Swap huffed out of his clogged nose, the flowing blood spilling out as it dripped onto his armor from his chin.

Dream took a full glance at Swap before turning to Ink — then to Swap again. His eyes narrowed, “Are you… influenced?”

“—He got shot by a bear tranquilizer,” Ink blurted out as Swap just started talking, earning a half assed glare from him. Ink’s voice lowered as if Swap wouldn’t acknowledge him when he talked, “…Murder got him from his butt.”

“That fucking bastard. Shot me from my butt? How dare he—“ Swap’s passive-aggressive muttering faded into something like a shrill whisper and his eyes blinked, not syncing. He felt himself wobble on his feet—almost as if he was swaying in the bare air — wind swinging him around, and he would have most probably crashed on the floor if it wasn’t from Dream.

“Alright. Let’s get you bandaged up. You too, Ink.” Dream lifted Swap onto his chest as he got him in a bridal position in his arms, carrying him out of his office.

Swap could barely make out what Dream and Ink spoke about, his ears receiving the soft whispers only as faint, passing sounds. His head pulsed with every passing moment, his eyes fading in and out of focus. He was drifting in and out of consciousness.

Suddenly, after a good while of just black, a burst of cold water hit his body, jolting him fully back to consciousness. The sudden temperature change caused him to gasp — his body coming back to its senses.

Swap shivered, teeth clattering as he and Dream made eye contact.

“I need you to bear with me until I get you clean,” Dream’s eyes darted back to the faucet, turning the switch to hot.

Right. Swap’s focus shifted on the tub, and he was literally in his own blood in it. Not only that but his body was covered in grime, sweat and dirt. Water did little to help in this situation, only causing him to groan every time it burnt his injured skin.

He could only imagine what Dream was obligated to see—and feel, since he was going to bathe him, sticky and green blood — dotted with pieces of dirt.

The whole scene was truly disgusting.

“It’s fine,” Dream said, his voice soft. He reached out for what seemed like a bottle of shampoo, getting a bit of it into his left palm as he placed the bottle down somewhere on the ground — cupping both of his hands until the shampoo separated equally.

“Alright,” Dream got closer and Swap noticed that he had got rid of all of his fancy clothes — just in his black bodysuit, “I am going to wash your head. Do you have any wounds there?”

Swap sighed, “No.”

And Dream’s tender hands started stroking his hair, rubbing and massaging his scalp. Swap felt his rock solid hair soften under his palms, and the shampoo started to foam up. Swap huffed as his pounding head relaxed when Dream rubbed his temples, his body unclenching from the firm grip.

Dream took the header, gently rinsing Swap’s hair as the blood and the foam ran down from his shoulders and down to his body. Swap groaned as the shampoo stung his wounds — and suddenly realized—oh Gods, he was naked?

A weird sense of panic took him over, but was immediately calmed down by Dream’s thumb rubbing over to his shoulder.

Dream said nothing, but Swap could feel that he was also low key embarrassed.

Next up was his body. Every time Dream tried to softly clean his wounds, Swap hissed painfully — his nails digging into his own laps.

Dream basically did what he could do as Swap kept jerking away, at least got to clean the dirt off.

Then, warm water poured down from his hair again, the dirt getting off him and down into the drain hole.

After they were done, Dream took a towel from the side, softly pressing it against his hair as he drained it. Then, he lowered it down to his body, wrapping him with it. Swap’s mind filled with the scent of Dream, and wondered if it was Dream’s towel or if he was in Dream’s chambers.

Dream gently brushed Swap’s bangs out of his eyes, and then cupped his cheeks, taking a look at his lips, “…Who busted your lips? They look—uh, fine, but—“

“—Don’t lie, Mr. Smiles and Rainbows,” Swap flinched when Dream’s thumb stroked his bottom lip, “I know that they look bad as shit.”

They shared some glances, Dream’s worried and Swap’s a bit frustrated, and Swap decided to speak up, “…Killer. He punched me because I stabbed Murder.”

“You stabbed Murder?” Dream breathlessly let out, his teeth baring up, “You stabbed Murder.”

“I am not a fragile little Nymph. I don’t play ‘pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ when someone fucks up my territory to the ground,” Swap scoffed, a pastel colored blood ran down from one of his nostrils, and he quickly sniffed it back.

“…About your universe,” Dream’s palms backed up from Swap’s face and to the tub’s edge, fingers pattering in the edge one by one as he opened his mouth to talk—getting cut off by Swap.

“—Other than Papyrus — who literally got his arm torn out, everyone is pretty much dead.”

Swap couldn’t help but gaze up at the white ceiling, his fingers slowly tracing the edge of the tub as he finally felt as if the tranquilizer had worn off, and actually struggled to take in the extent of the damage.

Alphys, Asgore, Undyne were gone. Not only them, everyone was gone.

As his breaths mingled in the warm air, his throat hurt. Swap kept his eyes rested on the ceiling, his mind still trying to process what had happened—the deaths of everybody he knew and cared about.

“…Let’s bandage you up, alright? We can talk about this later.”

“…Okay.”

~

Swap/Blue Sans belongs to the AU Community

Dream Sans belongs to @jokublog

Ink Sans belongs to @comyet

Murder/Dust Sans belongs to @ask-dusttale

Killer Sans belongs to @rahafwabas

Actverse belongs to me

~

hoped you liked it!! dreamberry are my babies 😭😭🥺🥺

#fanfic #undertale #fanfiction #dreamberry #dream sans #swap sans #blueberry sans #dream sans x swap sans #ink sans #actverse #tw implied violence #implied nudity #mentioned violence #ship #dreamtale #underswap #gay #undertale au

[julia-not-roberts]

born to be in a healthy relationship. forced to fall in love with boys obsessed with white powder !

#girlblogging #girls #sadgirl #drüg$ #addiction #pretty when i cry #lana del rey #heartbreak #white powder #frank ocean #i can fix him #the healer has the bloodiest hands #why #why is he like this

[sad-girl-shit11]

looks like someone's found a new/refound an old piece of media!!!

the goldfinch... i've heard of it, but all i really know is. finn wolfhard. people talk about him a lot ehehe and this keeps coming up?

something i should read/watch? i'm kinda stuck in a media rut atm

idk, sorry for rambling! have a good day mwah ily

lol I’ve wanted to get into it for a while but have always just put it off but this week I’ve been binging a lot of movies lmao. It’s actually really good, or at least the movie is I haven’t gotten the book because no money lol however, the movie is actually really good

Alot of it’s kind of sad tho. It talks and shows some scenes that could be described as ‘on the mature side’ like àbuse and drüg usage. If you don’t mind mature scenes though you should watch it and tell me whatcha think.

Love reading rambles lol so no problem, have a good day love ya too!!! 🫶🏼

#the goldfinch

[heather-b]

HAHAH I took out Gemini and Libra bc who TF REALLY neeeeds those ones😂

🦁🏹Leo/Capricorn/Sagittarius🦁🏹

Then I kept my lovely weird Aqua’s bc I would be lost lost w/o you. Promise. Kept my Pisces lovelies too. Make my heart smile. idfk YYYY I kept Virgos—You got away with it. This time……😅🤍

Then Aires you’re just my drüg dealers—Pretty simple to me🤷🏻‍♀️😂

#astrology #astrologytea #leo #capricorn #sagittarius #pisces #scorpio #aires