#tw drugs

[faeriekit]

Despair of Your Discovery

Phic phight fill for @carelisswriting. I am so sorry.

(Relevant warnings are tagged below)

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“Oh my god,” Danny says, horrified. “That’s…oh my god.”

The plant looks very innocent amongst the rows and rows of lush green pots in Sam’s greenhouse.

It isn’t.

“You cannot tell anyone,” Sam hisses, and shoves the wicker harvest basket back over the bush, as if there was anyone safe to tell! “Not a word. Not a whisper.”

“This is bad. This is really, really bad.”

“I know!” Sam snaps, looking two steps away from a screaming freakout. “But what can I even do with it?!”

The answer seems obvious. “Get rid of it?!” Danny exclaims, throwing his arms out for additional emphasis. “Making sure there isn’t any evidence left??”

“By what, burning it?!”

Danny opens his mouth to affirm the obvious— only to realize there is another, equally as obvious problem with the usual method of extermination.

“...Put it in the trash?” Danny tries again, grimacing. He crosses his arms, taps his toes. “I mean. It’ll go out eventually.”

“And if someone sees it in the trash?!” Sam volleys back, eyes wide with furious distress.

Okay. There's a clear problem here. All they need is a solution.

Tucker wanders into the greenhouse; he probably found out that they weren’t in Sam’s room and figured out their second location pretty quickly. “Hey, Sam; hey Danny. I thought we were doing Doomed today?”

“We’re not,” Sam and Danny chorus.

Tucker frowns. His eyes go back and forth between them. “...Is everything good?”

“No,” Sam says, cutting off Danny’s: “Sam stole another plant from the school garden again.”

“Oh. Is that all?”

Sam throws herself over the wicker basket and grooooooooans.

“Apparently someone was experimenting,” Danny offers flatly. “It’s bad.”

“How can a plant be bad?”

Sam straightens herself up, makes dead-on eye contact, and lifts the basket.

“Is that WEED?!” Tucker yelps. Danny immediately darts over to slap a hand over Tucker’s mouth, and the basket gets slammed back on top of the plant.

“Don’t shout!”

“Shouting is merited!! Sam grew drugs!!”

“On accident!!” Sam shouts back, very, very pale. “They just left the sprouts in the garden shed without any light or water!! I had to do something!!”

“Saaaaaamm,” Tucker groans, which is pretty unmerited, considering that Sam is probably the person suffering the most here. “Sam, we have to do something!"

“I know, I know!!”

“We know you hate pesticides, but isn’t there…some kind of natural weed killer? Or something?” Danny tries, struggling to think it through. “You can’t hand-pull all your weeds in this greenhouse. It’s massive.”

Sam bites her lip. She doesn’t answer.

“Sam…”

“It’s a waste of plant life to kill it,” Sam whispers. Her two best friends groan out loud, angled in two different directions.

“Sam. It’s illegal. You’ve got to get rid of it.” Tucker’s logic is cold, and brazen.

“...Fine.”

The procedure for killing off a plant the organic way is apparently pretty simple; vinegar, salt, and sunlight. The plant is looking dead and crispy under the glow lights in Sam’s greenhouse in less than an hour; by tomorrow, it’ll be long gone.

“We can never tell anyone this happened,” Danny decides, for obvious reasons. Tucker nods solemnly.

Sam sniffles a little, mascara running. Danny gently rubs her back.

#tw drugs #drugs tw #IT WAS FUNNY IM SORRY #kids don't do drugs. weed is bred to be way stronger than it used to be and has a lot of potential risks (such as triggering psychosis) #(or schizophrenia) #danny phantom #phic phight #phic phight 2024 #Sam Manson #danny fenton #tucker foley #tw drug mention #drug mention tw #faer fic

[botwinickavery]

#moxrider #tumblr au #big daddy #butch dyke #tw drugs #funny texts #clive davis #pipe #just me #pretty soles

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#discord chat #out of context discord #submission #discord #tw drugs #admin boa

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

Weiss and Jaune go out drinking

Weiss: “Who would have thought from back at Beacon I would be with you. You and Rub-by b-both.” *starts to slur*

Jaune:

Weiss: “Not a word.”

Jaune:

Weiss: “It’s not that big of a deal.”

Jaune: *starts laughing*

Weiss: “Stop it!”

Jaune: “I fucking knew I could get you to slur. What’sa matter? Is your cute little pink tongue getting hard to control?”

Weiss: “Why is it cute when it was sexy before. Why am I sometimes cute and sometimes sexy? Tell me that.”

Jaune: “After you have a shot with me.”

*does so*

Jaune: “It’s cute when it’s fumbling around for example. But when we kiss and our tongues gently touch it’s sexy.”

Weiss: “How about in Atlas when we kissed and you called me cute. Or adorable, maybe? I was supposed to be sexy.”

Jaune: “When?”

Weiss: “When you and I first kissed.”

Jaune: “Oh right. You tried to wrap your legs around me. It would have been very sexy if you pulled it off but you failed. That made it adorable.”

Weiss: “So even as a failure at worst I’m adorable ta you. Don’t you dare.”

Jaune: *keeps laughing*

Weiss: “Itss not funny. You made me like this!” *slaps his thigh and hits something hard* “Do you have an erection right now?"

Jaune: “Mind your own business."

Weiss: “Do I turn you on right now?” She pressed. She grinned in almost predatory fashion and she leaned in on me. Then she rolled around and pressed her back against his chest and lay way back on him so he could see down her blue sweater. He looked away. “Am I getting you hot and bothered under the collar?” She asked. She spun her smooth neck around so he could see her baby blues.

Jaune: “You’re about to fucking get it if you don’t stop.”

Weiss: “Make. Me.” She purred from her throat. 

Jaune: *swallows and she grins with victory*

Jaune: *kisses her hard. Her hand came up his chest then slowly ran down him to the inside of his thigh. He moaned into her mouth and their tongues met with a jolt.* 

Jaune: “You’re distracting me. How am I supposed to think straight? You’re such fucking bullshit Weiss. You always have been. You cheat.”

Weiss: “Did you ever masterbate to the thought of me at Beacon?”

Jaune: “Like your ego needs me to say ‘yes.’”

Weiss: “No, you have to tell me. You said we’d talk about whatever I wanted. You said you’d do anything for me. You have to tell me.”

Jaune *glares at her* “You already know.”

Weiss: “Nuh-uh. If you want the real thing tonight you better answer me.”

Jaune: “You’re a cheater.”

Weiss: “Isn’t the real thing so much better?” *giggles* 

Jaune: “You just love the power you have over me.”

Weiss: “A little,” she admitted and she rubbed a little circle on his thigh with her thumb. “What’s it gonna be?”

Jaune: “Yeah. I jerked off and thought of you.”

Weiss: “You could have made that sound romantic."

Jaune: “Now you have to admit that you like it when I get behind you and pull your hair. Admit it. The pure little Schnee girl is dirty and likes getting her hair pulled.”

Weiss: *She rolled her eyes but then she turned and straddled him. She swept one leg over his until she was kneeling to either side of his legs. She took his face in both her hands and she looked him dead in the eye.* “I’m a dirty girl who likes getting her hair pulled. Now you really have an erection, don’t you?”

Jaune: “It’s your fault."

Weiss: “Now that’s how you confess something like that. You need to try again.”

Jaune: “You really want me to?”

Weiss: “Unless you want to take care of that thing yourself tonight."

Jaune: “Another shot. Then I’ll give it a try.”

*slams one back* 

Jaune: “Weiss, the thought of you gets me off and it always has." 

Weiss: “That was better."

Jaune: *takes a swing on his joint* 

Weiss: “Let me try that."

Jaune: “You sure?”

Weiss: “What’s the worst thing that could happen? I disappoint my father?”

Jaune: “It flips a gene and you have permanent psychosis."

Weiss: “That can happen?! And you still use!?” 

Jaune: “That gene is already flipped for me.”

Weiss: “Fair enough. Let me try it.”

Jaune: *hands it off to her*"Hopefully this isn’t the last thing you suck on tonight.”

Weiss: “Don’t be vulgar.”

Jaune: “Are you kidding?”

Weiss: *takes a pull and exhales*"Besides wouldn’t you rather get behind me and pull my hair? Woah that was fast.”

Jaune: “Inhalants are like that. The lungs are faster than digesting alcohol.”

Weiss: “I think I see why you like it. It’s a real rush.”

Jaune: “It can be.”

Weiss: “Kinda scary though.”

Jaune: “Kinda. Don’t trip.”

Weiss: “What were we talking about?”

Jaune: “Me pulling your hair.”

Weiss: “You gotta get it by the base. Not the ends or else it hurts.”

Jaune: “I will roger that. Anything else I should know?”

Weiss: “The clitoris has as many nerve endings as the human eye.”

Jaune: “Is that true? That can’t be true.”

Weiss: “Oh yeah.”

Jaune: “Doesn’t it hurt?”

Weiss: “It can. You have to be gentle and tease it. But after you get things warmed up you can strum that bad boy.”

Jaune: “And that’s good?”

Weiss: “It can be so good it almost hurts.”

Jaune: “Almost.”

Weiss: “Does. Whatever. But it’s the kind of pain you want anyways. Like when you go inside and start stretching things it hurts but it’s a good hurt. Like a workout kinda. Like it’s being used like it’s meant to.”

Jaune: “I’ll do my best.”

Weiss: “Is there anything about guys that I should know?”

Jaune: “Why? Finally leaving me for some other guy? What’s his name?”

Weiss: “There’s no other guy! I just meant about you, really. But my advice will help you with Ruby.”

Jaune: “Gotcha. Nah, there’s nothing like that kind of thing. Not really. It all feels good. It’s great to be inside something. Right now it’s lonely. Little Jaune is lonely whenever it isn’t inside something.”

Weiss: "Poor baby."

#rwby #rwby incorrect quotes #jaune arc #weiss schnee #ruby rose #lancaster #whiteknight #whiterose #white rose #white knight #war of roses #motion sickness #tw drugs

[ur-mousey]

If you’re doing requests could you write smth smutty with jeffery from class of 09 x female reader w some dubcon

Benzo-Addict ~

Yandere! Jeffery x F! Reader

Part Two is in progress. Will contain heavy smut!

warning college AU, mature, non-con, heavy drug use, hostage situation, violence. 1.8k

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** Choice ** Head home, hang in the res quad with the other losers, or hot box it in a classroom with Nicole and Jecka. * click *

>>>

"Nicole, what the fuck is a benzosexual exactly?" Your head whipped to the side at record speed. "Sounds... not good?" You popped a chip in your awaiting mouth. The salt and tang collided on your tongue. A moan then threatened to emerge with each solid crunch. But, you'd held it at bay.

"I feel like we had this conversation before..." Nicole mused through a hit of the shared joint. With a sigh, smoke mingled between the girls, whispering with the dust flurries kicked up through their shuffling.

The classroom you all snuck into felt stiff and desolate, a reminder of how teachers truly made the space. Professors rotate, and it's wholly evident. The walls remained bare through full seasons and multiple decades. Autumn fades without color and Spring rises to meet its end.

This educational prison stood in the glory of its bareness, except for the singular doodle of Homer Simpson on the whiteboard. And the desks were neatly arranged, bolted down into place. Only the chairs beckoned students to sit. They awaited for the next class’s arrival. However, it being a Friday afternoon meant that classes seldom came to these halls

"It's because we had." Jecka retorted before gesturing to you, "She just wasn't here for it."

Nicole scoffed, "Sucks for her that she missed all the pedophiles and rapists, and now we're stuck with molesters and rapists who don't go after minors' asses."

Jecka puffed her chest up before sighing dramatically. "Remind me, why are you still Hitler? Grow out of it."

“I’ve grown -obviously- because I can’t call every man a pedophile in relation to me. Your whore sister, in 6th grade, she’s surrounded by them by the dozen… See!? Development, bitch.”

"Okay, Nicole equals Hitler, but what's a benzosexual?" You urged the pair on. You felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. But you decided to ignore it for now.

"Someone attracted to the unconscious," Jecka twirled her fingers. A singular strand glowed too brightly in the setting sun. "There was just this dumb jock named Kylar at our high school who was constantly -and I mean it, constantly- putting weird shit in girls drinks."

"Isn't that illegal? Like, report him."

"He played lacrosse," Nicole muttered. "Reporting it wouldn't do shit. Sports players get molested all the time by their grimy coaches, and it’s the girl's fault.”

You reached for another glorious bite, munching on it with deliberate ease. "Truly the Pessimist," You hissed through gritted teeth. Nicole's stare momentarily flashed to your face, eyes redden and lazy, smoke swirling out her nose, before she leaned further in.

"It's Jeffery, huh?"

Your phone was currently blowing itself shitless. The silence whirled with a frenzy of buzzes. All from your ex-lab partner, you'd assumed. Not a single moment was left undominated by his insistence for your attention. Jeffery needed a response to whatever you didn't care. Up, the buzzing went, utilizing your spinal cord as a ladded. The vibration climbed through your veins, propping its feet between your bones.

You retrieved your phone. 20 missed calls and 50+ texts.

"Forget creeps like Kylar when there's Jeffery. God couldn't even keep him away from us."

Jecka cackled as she leaned her chin upon your shoulder. "Good luck playing into his fetish. Being his... mommy!? And all. Meow~"

You flushed all red, "Don't read it!"

Jecka teased you unabashedly about Jeffery. You made the mistake of defending him after the first week of classes. To you, he was just a smart guy, albeit a little bit socially awkward. Scratch that: he's a lost cause in social interactions. It wasn't horrendous or anything. It made talking to him before stress-free. Now it's a different story.

Jeffery was immensely helpful to your 90 average in Environmental Science. He demonstrated class problems repeatedly until you held comprehension of the subject. There were times he had crossed the lines of your acquaintanceship. One random Monday, Jeffery gave a hentai DVD to you and a notebook that explained his depraved inner thoughts; 'I love watching 40-feet cat women step on guy's penises. The sight made my hand go faster till total completion.'

And frankly, you didn't want to know that. Jeffery, the weird otaku obsessed with NaruParty13, whom you felt bad for, proved to be a complete freak.

With your first semester ending, you closed the chapter of being his lab partner. In came new housing, with your boyfriend and away from the dorms, and less frequent trips to the dining hall, which meant fewer interactions with Jeffery. For literal fuck sake, you shared zero classes together, nor were you a part of the same major. Your paths strayed from one another. You entertained small talk here and there when it felt inevitable. Any sane person would let this lack of relationship go. Not Jeffery. 

"I'm not playing into anyone's kinks aside from my own." You stuck your tongue out, shoving Jecka away.

"And sometimes your sleaze boyfriend."

"Yeah, 'cause I'm perfect 10 with a high libido." You mocked, matching your pitch to Jecka's. "And Cody's not a total sleaze."

Nicole tapped your shoulder with the joint in hand, "He's as depraved as any other man. Hence the usage of the word total."

** Choice ** Snatch the weed, or confront Jeffery. * click *

>>>

You could deal with Jeffery another day.

You were like a kite soaring through the sky. Your mind fell far into a different plane of existence than your own, but you didn't mind. The world was spinning. And, if you were in a room, you couldn't tell. No amount of stable ground could keep your feet stationed. Your vision was decorated in fuzz and pixels. And, in a twist of fate, you thought yourself tumbling forward.

You had taken it. Nicole's shit- that joint was strong as fuck. The first drag knocked your chest back in reverie. Yet you kept ripping. By the time you had left campus, you were inflicted with giggles, and you'd remained starry-eyed throughout dinner.

Then came the Friday night club scene. You downed shots like a bad bitch. Ghandi would be proud.

>>>

You stumbled through the shared flat with Cody. Your lips entangled with each other in battle. His hands groped your hips and pinched its flesh with fervent joy. His lips were chapped and his tongue held the remnants of beer. You enjoyed its taste against the mint of your gum.

Your boyfriend pulled away. Your name breached passed moans and whines, sobering your tequila-filled belly slightly. "Babe, please grab the Percocet... In the cabinet." Cody damn near whined. You nodded furiously, and your brain rattled against your skull.

He smacked a sloppy kiss on your forehead before shooing you away.

** Choice ** Sober up with water, or take a dive into prescription pill wonderland. * click *

>>>

And down the hatch, the Percocet goes.

>>>

"You... you little shi- Fuck!"

Cody? Was that you?

His words felt miles away and your head ached. You knew Cody was crying really ugly. Was he talking to you? Were you dying? You were neither here nor there. And faintly, you registered the sound of skin impacting skin. It was unmistakable.

Cody screeched, "That hurts dipshit!"

"You ruined her. People ruined her," A disembodied voice spoke over you. You groaned, head swirling with more things than one. Could it be a dream? Where were you? How were you here? If you opened up your eyes, would you be able to see? "She was absolutle... Beauty! A perfect girl rivaling those of the anime girls in Doki Doki Daisuke.

It was as if God answered my prayers and brought her to life in front of me. That's who she is to me -perfect as the day I met her... Before she met mean girls like Nicole. And, before she allowed you to defile her."

"Fuck," Cody screeched. "What the hell are you talking about!? We were dating before that whore, Nicole!" Who are you talking to?

Cody? I'm scared. I can't... get out of my own head.

His voice continued. "Look man, she was never going to be with you. We started going steady in high school. You were some bizarre loser, a complete neet, who got assigned as her lab partner. For fuck sake, she would've ignored you still without me or her friends. You are just a nuisance who can't take no for an answer! Is this your final attempt to get her to look at you!? Huh... HUH!? Well? Is it working? Does she see you now? Fuck no -she's unconscious! Guess who you're talking to? ME!!!"

Fingers carded over your scalp, itching at your crown. You tingled all over, and the coldest breath ghosted over your cheeks. "I would treat her better. I would put her on a pedestal that rivals Yuno Gasai, whom I believe to be the sluttiest and most desirable anime girl."

Was that voice Jeffery? You managed to whine at that, and you were promptly shushed -consoled like a child.

"She's like this because of you. You're supposed to protect her. What boyfriend allows his girlfriend to get this drugged out."

Silence.

Cody? Are you still there? Like actually, there? I don't understand. Why is this happening? What even is happening to me?

After a while, your boyfriend tsked, "She's a fucking addict, and it is hot as shit. Imagine what a drugged-up slut would do to please you."

Pause.

"Besides, You aren't at all above it. Don't act like you're better than me. Ain't it true that you roofie bitches? Hehe, now you're coming after my druggie girlfriend. Some SHIT!!"

"Y'a know, you talk too much," Jeffery whispered. And you found the strength within yourself to peel your eyes open. You were home. The few nicknacks you displayed glared into your retinas. Once, twice, it felt unbearable to blink. Your gaze started at the carpet, swooping to the left then the right, along the walls, and down to center

Your boyfriend's stared back at you. Then came the...

Screamss

You hadn't comprehended the missing beats of Cody's responses until then. In that state of limbo, words tied together rhythmically. Now, each plea and wail came out differently past battered lips. He begged you to run through swollen tongues and lisps.

Each pause was a catch of breath. Cody's chest rose and fell in quick succession. His face was bloodied. Swirled vermillion, slathered by a pair of hands. Where the original wound is, you couldn't tell. It was all over the place. Ropes circled his chest, soaking up red, and kept him strapped to a wooden dining chair.

"Co-" You sputtered. You couldn't stop the onslaught of coughs that inched its way up your throat. Before you could say anything more, Jeffery's palm smashed against your mouth. He finally gained your attention, all while waving a knife around.

"My darling sweetheart," Jeffery cooed with adoration. "I'll handle the trash. Go back to sleep. I was just about to silence him."

You wanted to vomit. You hoped that the acidity would transport you to a reality where you were kneeling over a toilet. Or a bush, fuck it. It could be anywhere than this. You'll take on hang-over Central despite wanting to die. You'll say fuck drugs and then by next week, you're on it again.

You can't stay away from Percs and Robo.

Jeffery's appearance was dishevled, a stark contrast from what you were accustomed to. His hair was overgrown and unkempt with inky stands that poked from every angle. It was utterly impossible to look away. His crazed eyes darted across your face, searching within you for something you weren't sure you had to offer.

He turned from you, speaking to Cody. "Stop screaming! Or I'll gut you if you interfere before what's coming next."

** Choice ** Figure out what's next, or miss part 2, bitch. * click *

.............................. Thank you for reading! Please leave ideas in the comments! Request rules are here! I overestimated once again how fast I could write. And my new job is so exhausting, I'm constantly on my feet. But part two will be out soon 🥳 I promised a creampie, and that will happen. This is just the setup. I got too invested in the plot.

>>> NEXT CLASS OF 09' POST: Benzo-Addict part 2

Due to the nature of the game, I tried writing differently than what I consider normal. But I had so much fun writing for this fandom. It'll be so entertaining to write up my toxic lesbian idea next. 🫣 Hope you guys like my work, and go check out my pinned post for more fanfic!!!!!

#class of 09 #class of 09 the re up #jeffery class of 09 #nicole class of 09 #jecka class of 09 #jeffery x reader #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #yandere smut #college au #yandere #yandere otaku #tw drugs #tw noncon

[linked-maze]

hi! in honor of 4/20, i was curious (only if you’re comfortable talking about it) if any of the older links maybe partake in the “hyrule herb”

maybe some of them do! who knows XD also sorry for not answering on the day you asked this! I had no idea what you were talking about at first-

#tw drugs #inbox

[sleepingontheclouds]

I’ve been getting more and more attached to Jason’s character so please indulge me. I will be having to section these off cause I’m gonna be talking about two pieces of media </3

Titans

I’m watching season three of Titans right now and, it’s a wonder. There’s a few aspects that bother me but overall I’m in love so far.

The season makes a bold choice by literally opening on Jason- a hero- doing drugs. Sure in season two it mentions Hank doing drugs because of Hawk and it does show him in the act of snorting a substance, but the difference is, he’s an adult. Hank is a thirty something year old man who has probably most likely killed people, Jason isn’t.

Yes, Jason is violent. Yes, he did assault police officers, but he never killed anyone. Jason may legally be an adult but he still acts like a teenager because he is one. He’s a traumatized teen having to deal with the fact that he’s repressing so much from everyone he loves. He never gets an outlet to discuss what’s happened to him with people he trusts.

A great example of this is when he’s about to jump off the the Titans tower in season two. He tries talking to Dick, he says how he feels and he try’s expressing himself, he tries so hard to get his brother figure to understand what he’s going through. What does Dick do? He flips it around and unintentionally makes it about himself.

The closest we get to him actually opening up is when he starts trusting Rose, telling her about his upbringing and starting to get comfortable with her, comfortable loving her. Then she reveals that she only met him because she was trying to manipulate him.

The impact of him turning to drugs hits so much harder. He’s just scared, he turns to anything he can to help. It’s so much deeper when it’s shown that the drug he takes isn’t heroine or coke or anything like that. It’s a drug that stops fear.

He literally felt so weak that he took drugs to repress his emotions to the point where he felt nothing, he felt nothing and thought he was better because of it. There’s no doubt that at this point in the story he’s addicted. Jason started using before he died and the madman who gave him the drugs started using them to manipulate him. I’m really interested in where the story is gonna go with it, I really hope it actually dives into withdrawal and how Jason would cope with everything going on around him without the help of drugs.

Comics/Animation

Overall with every piece of media I see regarding Jason and the batfam, it never really manages to depict Bruce and Jason’s relationship accurately, one of the good ones was that single episode of Titans. (in my opinion).

Me personally, I see Bruce and Jason’s relationship in a very complicated light.

When he first gets adopted, Jason views Bruce as a nurturing figure. He sees him like every child sees their parents, perfect. It’s like he can do no wrong. He’s Batman! And he made Jason Robin! It’s a perfect opportunity, he was being helped, he finally had a dad, one that loved him.

Before Jason died, he still very much idolized Bruce but not to the point of thinking he was perfect. He knew Bruce wasn’t perfect, he just couldn’t bring himself to actually say it. Jason couldn’t face the fact that Batman didn’t need a Robin, he didn’t accept that he could still be Bruce’s son without being Robin.

After he died and came back, there was resentment. He hated Bruce, despised him with every fiber of his being. Depending on what canon you’re watching/reading, there’s different reasons for why. Either Jason is mad that Bruce took Robin away from him before he died, effectively taking away his only coping mechanism, therefore resulting in his death. Or, he hates Bruce for not killing Joker. His father didn’t avenge him, he could care less about Batman having an obligation to avenge Robin as his sidekick—fuck Robin. He cares that Bruce, as a father, didn’t kill the Joker to avenge his son. He let his sons killer roam free, putting the psycho in Arkham won’t do anything. Or or, he holds resentment that Bruce couldn’t save him. He couldn’t save his sidekick, his son, his Robin. He failed.

No matter what happens between the duo, Jason always holds self loathing in his heart because of Bruce.

Across all forms of media, he always develops the thought that Bruce hates him. He always thinks that he’s the ‘least favorite/most hated child’ even though it couldn’t be farther from the truth. Bruce loves him, Jason is undoubtedly the favorite child.

(Sneaking a Titans reference in here—) The fact of Bruce caring for Jason more than his other children, (cough cough DICK) is solidified when he takes the Robin mantle away from Jason. He’s trying to protect his son in a way he thinks is best. He saw and heard what being Robin did to Dick, he doesn’t want to put Jason through that. Even the line where Bruce says “I don’t want to make the same mistakes.” Jason perceives it as Bruce calling him a mistake. He lashes out and gets angry because he thinks that he’s being called a mistake. It’s not true, the sentence itself with the context of the episode and the episode before show that it’s not true. Bruce is calling Dick his mistake, not Jason.

Throughout everything, Jason sees anything negative that Bruce says or does as a direct attack on him, when he’s the only one Bruce actually tried to parent. Dick was treated like a weapon. Jason, as a child.

#jason todd #dc robin #bruce and jason #red hood #dick grayson #nightwing #batfam #jason and bruce #daddy issues #dc comics #dc titans #titans 2018 #so much violence #tw drugs #drug usage

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[projectbluearcadia]

Top Ten Anime Betrayals I Guess

Lucifer: Mmm... Where are you going?

Annelie flinches as Lucifer rolls over in bed to catch her with half her body out of bed.

Annelie: ...water?

Lucifer: You're not a good liar, Annelie. Why are you being so sneaky?

Annelie: Well... it's just, I think you'll follow me if you know where I'm going, so...

Lucifer: Is there a reason I can't follow you?

Lucifer is wide-awake now, sitting up and rubbing his face.

Annelie: Because Barbatos said---

Lucifer: Barbatos?

Lucifer swings his legs out of bed to sit next to Annelie.

Lucifer: Why would he tell you to go anywhere without me? Annelie, that's not a good sign. He knows you get anxious when I'm not somewhere I can readily get to you.

Annelie: ...you're right, but... I don't know, I just thought he had a good reason. Like maybe he'd say something private about you or he'd confide in me about Diavolo...

Lucifer: Look. I know you're not on his hitlist anymore, but that doesn't mean you can let your guard down. He's a man, Annelie, and he's a very closed-off man at that. I don't care whether he wants to hit on you or tell you his darkest secret. You're not going by yourself. End of discussion.

If you were anyone else...

Annelie lets out a defeated sigh, smiling a little to herself.

Annelie: Okay, fine. But you stay concealed and quiet. Only pop your head out if I call for you.

Lucifer: Fine. I don't like it, but fine.

[ timeskip ]

Annelie walks into the darkened halls of the castle with ease, searching for Barbatos. She passes Diavolo's room, and she chuckles a little as she sees the prince sleeping soundly. Eventually, she catches the sight of Barbatos carrying a lit candelabra, making his face look gaunt.

Barbatos: There you are.

Barbatos smiles softly.

Barbatos: Follow me; I'd prefer to speak over tea.

Annelie: Yeah, sure...

Annelie starts walking behind the butler.

Annelie: Can you give me a hint about what you want to talk about with me exactly? You have to know that you're making me pretty anxious right now. You don't have a very good track record.

Barbatos: Haha. No, I don't.

Annelie: ...

Barbatos: ...

Annelie: ........

Barbatos: ...........

Annelie: Barb? Isn't this your room? You're really scaring me now.

Barbatos: I apologize for my reticence. I did not desire to make you anxious, although what I have to tell you may be anxiety-inducing.

Barbatos pours a cup of tea for Annelie and himself, and the sweet aroma of chamomile reaches Annelie's nose. He gestures for her to sit, taking a sip of tea.

Annelie: ...okay...?

Barbatos: It has become clear to me that you are widely loved by everyone in your circle. Unfortunately, that love is of the romantic variety which cannot be satiated when you have become so tightly bonded to Lucifer.

Annelie: Is... Is this a lecture?

Barbatos: No, not at all. It's... more of a personal musing, I'm afraid. Rather, it is a lament on my part. I have come to realize that I am just as fond of you as the young master or the other members of the student council.

Annelie: I guess... yeah, that's pretty surprising.

Annelie takes a sip of her tea.

Annelie: But... why did you need to call me all the way to the castle for that?

Hm? Do I... hear Lucifer shouting?

Barbatos: That has to do with the other thing I needed to inform you of.

Although there was no change in Barbatos' expression, a tear slipped free of one eye.

Huh? Why does he... look... blurry...?

Barbatos: Annelie, your curse has spread and permanently taken root. Solomon's vaccine is effective only at treating surface-level symptoms. Of the sparing records I was able to find on Queen Succubi... we are in a critical state.

Annelie collapses to the floor, and Barbatos catches her, laying her down gently.

Barbatos: ...so... for the sake of the prince's life, I can't let you live.

I am sorry, Annelie.... truly.

#ah yes #more trauma for lucifer #tw drugs #obey me lucifer #obey me shall we date #fanfiction #obey me! #shameless self indulgence #obey me angst #obey me #obey me barbatos #LuciAnne

[cokedoutcarrie]

Good morning from the trap ❄️❄️

#cocaiinedays #cokegirls #diet coke #bellringer #tw drugs #sex and drugs

[neim-batteries-not-included]

Hey tma tumblr I have no idea if Jonah/og Elias is even. A ship. But I had just the worst idea for a name:

Watched Pot.

(As in a watched pot never boils. and. y’know. weed.)

Apologies I have no idea where this came from I just wanted to subject y’all to it too

#tma #the magnus archives #tma spoilers #jonah magnus #elias bouchard #I genuinely don’t know if this ship exists but #kinda want it to just so I can inflict this on people #also my partner encouraged me to post this so blame him #watched pot #fuck it. that’s a tag now ig. #this isn’t even that funny it just is to me #tw drugs

[third-king-of-salmonids]

WORK HARD PARTY HARDER

#COCAINE BEAR IS OVER NOW IS THE TIME OF COCAINE SALMON #tw drugs #splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon salmonid #salmon run #king salmonid #splatoon salmon run #splatoon megalodontia #splatoon 3 salmon run #salmonid

[bamsara]

bad time, but at least you're not alone

doodles for trod au, later stuff

#trod au #the rehabilitation of death #narilamb #narinder x lamb #doodles #tw drugs

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

Weiss: Hey listen. I'm down to do something but like I can't do the dabs anymore.

Jaune: I promise no dabs okay? We're going to do something that works for you. At your pace. At your tempo.

Weiss: Can we just smoke some normal like low key stuff?

Jaune: I got some stuff right here. Check this out. *holds up a finger* You see that?

Weiss: See what? Your finger?

Jaune: You can't because it's a four nanometer wide THC symbiot concentrate synthesized at the large hadron collider. And then processed at my cousin's back porch.

Weiss: Is this even za?

Jaune: Hell yeah.

Weiss: How do you smoke that?

Jaune: that's the best part. It just fuses to your personality and then you pass out.

Weiss: It just doesn't feel very ceremonial.

Jaune: Picky picky. Hey man. There are no rituals here. It goes straight to your brain stem.

Weiss: See? That just sounds way too intense for me.

Jaune: This is my daily driver you said low key.

Weiss: Thank you what else you got?

Jaune: I got some super chill gummies.

Weiss: Nice.

Jaune: They're called Montezuma Schizophrenia.

Weiss: Oh fuck.

Jaune: An entire galleon of trim condensed into a single one.

Weiss: Again. I'm sorry but that's just too much.

Jaune: Really mellow high.

Weiss: Uh...

Jaune: Lots of skeleton visions.

Weiss: That's way too intense man.

Jaune: Yang already popped two and she's chilling in the bathroom.

Yang: *Is face down in the bathtub crying*

Weiss: Maybe we don't like gotta do any drugs? We can just hang out.

Jaune: Plenty of fun ways to alter your mood state without shatter. So you trying to do some oxygen deprivation and choke each other out?

Weiss: No. I don't wanna do that.

Jaune: Let's self asphyxiate and then spin around in circles. Here we go!

Weiss: Stop doing that!

Jaune: Bro this head rush go crazy!

Weiss: Stop!

Jaune: Hey man. Stop trying to control me when I'm trying to control myself.

Weiss: Look. I'm not trying to control you. Maybe we can just chill and be sober.

Jaune: It's fine. We ain't gotta do anything. I've been dosing on something all day today.

Weiss: You like micro dosing?

Jaune: Mini dosing.

Weiss: Is that even working?

Jaune: I don't know.

Weiss: Then why do it?

Jaune: So I can tell people I been doing it.

Weiss: Alright. We've stayed so far from the actual origins of what we're trying to accomplish.

Jaune: Yeah man. Kids these days.

Weiss: Maybe we can just smoke some weed?

Jaune: Weed? What the fuck is weed?

#rwby #rwby incorrect quotes #jaune arc #weiss schnee #whiteknight #white knight #yang xiao long #tw drugs

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

#tw drugs #love #dating #relationships #twitter #meme #memes #tweets #tweet #funny #lol #humor

[borderlinejackiee]

#actually bpd #bpd feels #bpd problems #bpd #bpd vent #bpd fp #bpd mood #bpd shit #bpd stuff #bpd tag #bpd thoughts #borderline personality disorder #tw abuse #tw drugs #tw disordered eating #trauma #trauma vent