#// implied drug use

[doritofalls]

hungry for it you say? 🤨 maybe even...mad for it? 🤨🤨

#reanimator #re-animator #herbert west #dan cain #danbert #mcflyarts #this is the cleanup of like..the very first time i sketched herb so it's only up from here #needles #syringes #implied drug use #reani art tag

[pigeonstab]

Expressions!!

I'm rlly proud of how these came out

This one.... I'm not so proud of.

#the original caption on paper for Cross' doodle was 'he's sad jut he's got tit pecks' #which sums up perfectly what Killer thinks of him #imo #XD #undertale #undertale au #my art #sans au #sans #utmv #horror sans #horrorsans #horrortale sans #cross sans #cross!sans #xtale cross #implied drug use #?? #ig #I'm putting this here so ppl can filter if they don't wanna see that

[6kuros]

they are in my brain oughh

#i finally watched crystalized part 2 and i like the kai skylor and cole trio we briefly get #ninjago #nya #kai #cole #lego ninjago #fanart #art #lavashipping #skylor #cw: #implied drug use

[p-zombie]

milgramtober 17 "mikoto/grim reaper"

(not dead btw just fell)

#kayano mikoto #milgram #my art #milgramtober #milgramtober2023 #implied drug use #drawn gore

[ufohh]

Sorry for the long break between content, Ive been a very busy boy this month

#my art #bakugo katuski #mha #bnha #bakugou #implied drug use #joint #punk #i wanted to add tattoos then i forgot and im to lazy to go back so just imagine it

[hurrl]

Lilith Reference

My favorite hyperactive vampire 🦇💖

#hurrl.art #hurrl.oc #Lilith #Lilith Calafiore #implied drug use #scars #self harm #if any more tags should be added please let me know #murder oc #vampire oc

[ethanhibiki]

last night was fun lol

#♧we're headed for the top! [ goldchat ] #implied drug use

[killikhive]

bad trip

#oc: urushia rhuss #bowdaar #swtor smuggler #wookiee #swtor #smuggler #implied drug use #she got overconfident on how much Space Weed she could handle #you know how it is #...based on a real experience. tbh #hive.art

[itsevanffs]

The club is musky, sweaty, humid in a way that makes Harry feel like he can’t breathe, but he moves through it anyway, relying on the lukewarm shitty beer in his plastic cup to keep him grounded. He keeps half an eye on it, the rest of his attention out on the room, looking for a place to sit and cool his head a bit before he goes back out to the dance floor and tries to find a man who can actually fucking /dance/.

It says a lot about a lay if they only move their arms on the dance floor. The last one was a younger guy and the subtlety of it was pretty much all lost on him, too concerned with his own pleasure to really think about the person attached to the hole he’s screwing. It’s fine - Harry won’t make that mistake again. It’d taken a miserable sort of wank after the idiot had collapsed on top of him for him to cum, and even then, far too long for Harry’s liking.

He frowns, pulling his upper lip into a displeased sort of scowl. Maybe he’ll be a bitch, just for tonight, and shack it on with his vibe. At least that thing knows how to please him.

He’s pulled - literally - out of his thoughts by a hand clamping like a vice around his sleeved wrist, attached to a muscled arm attached to a muscled torso revealed by a half undone shirt, the entire thing topped off with a handsome head and trousers too dark to see any outline of a dick in the annoying pink and cyan aesthetic lights.

The eyes turn him off, though; both ringed almost solid blue like the guy’s been beaten up enough in his lifetime to make the colour stick like a tattoo, red-tinged eyes and nostrils from a mixture of drugs Harry doesn’t even want to think about.

“Nice ass,” the man slurs, his grin dopey and revealing straight white teeth, and Harry remembers his ass is on display, covered only by three strips of fabric meeting in the space between his dimples with a metal heart. It’s a shame, because he’s Harry’s type, technically - strong looking, hygienic enough.

Well, save the drugs. Harry can smell them from here.

“Sorry, mate,” Harry drawls over the music, pulling his hand away - or, trying to. The man doesn’t budge an inch, grip tighter than Harry’s own on his cock. “You’re not getting shit unless you pay me. I don’t fuck with drugs.”

“How much?” is the instant reply, grin still in place. The free hand disappears into a pitch-black pocket and comes out with a shiny leather wallet, scaled. Harry doesn’t even want to know. The wallet opens, and the man shoves his thumb between two notes, the shiny one-hundred printed on it flashing in the light. The thumb retracts and moves, pressing down every new note. Counting, Harry realises. The fucker is counting hundred pound notes in front of his face.

“I’m not a fucking whore,” Harry hisses, leaning in close.

“Two thousand,” the man says, meeting Harry’s eyes again, face blank now. “I’ll give you it up front in the car. I’ve got the rest at my place.”

The rest. He’s fucking insane.

Still, that’s two months’ rent in one night and some to spare. Harry’s a trust fund baby but trust funds are limited; he won’t say no to extra cash, provided he’s given it in bills he can actually exchange.

“At least tell me you can actually fuck,” Harry sighs, glancing around them. “And give me it in fifties so I can spend it outside Oxford Street.”

#tomarry #harry potter #tomarrymort #tom riddle #snippet #junkie au #suggestive #implied drug use #lots of love for this one in my heart boys

[thesoulesscollection]

Random Facts & 'Party Tricks' Of Choc Kinsley

Hopefully you aren't getting too tired of the mostly Choc content here. But sorry if you are. He's my favorite Oc besides Honey of course. 

I just realized it would be his birthday today, April 1st (how comedic) and so he would be 59yo in 2015 if playing off ear on the games wonky timeline, during ItA and in 2024, 68yo. What an old man he is. lol. Only wanted to share that with you all if anyone was interested. 

Tw/Tags: Implied Drug Use/Abuse, Health Issues

Choc is double jointed, abnormally flexible then a regular human should be. Has hypermobility. As he gets up there in age, it's a little more difficult and he does deal with frequent bodily pains.

Deals with daily chronic pains, usually mild to a point he can ignore it but to the trained eye of some it's noticeable with his sporadic mannerisms 

^ Though when it's bad he's shaking uncontrollably, nearly bedridden and or left unable to function/control his own body 

Weak sensation of the hands, attune to tingly static (like they're asleep) so it ends up more often than he likes to admit with him accidentally dropping stuff he was holding. 

^ Same with his legs, there've been plenty of incidents, too many to count where they had randomly given out beneath him and he's left in a heap of long, bony limbs that can't move

^ Genuinely a very bony man, you can easily see them which he knows aren't healthy but laughed it off. Can hear him from a whole distance due to the loud crackling of his bones. 

In his youth (even now) He's the life of the party. Knows how to have a good time and keep the mood positive. Whenever someone is around him, it's sure to help boost their own. 

^ A recovering party animal with a high tolerance who used to drink and take drugs in unnatural excess. 

His weirdest and creepy ‘party trick’ is where he's able to twist his head near full circle like an owl and keep it like that for a couple minutes straight. He can do it without hands too. 

^ Can do the same with his back, turn right around-the-clock and bend over like a crab. Able to fold himself in tight to odd places and it's useful when 

^ Another weird trick, not natural at all and gross, but post incident relating to his mouth. As it was broken, it hadn't healed properly so he could open up wide, just enough he could try to put his whole fist in and touch his tonsils.

^ His tongue can touch not only his nose but also his eyeballs due to how long, slender it can be. As well, can do all sorts of weird tongue twisters.

Whenever seemingly excited, happy or any other similar emotion, Choc flaps his hands while bouncing on the balls of his feet, unable to contain the movement. 

Is always on his feet, is everywhere doing anything to help from early in the morning to late in the night, you will never see this man go on many breaks or at all. People do worry about him pushing himself far too much but somehow he's a ball of energy. 

^ Literally an expansive book of knowledge. Whenever someone needs to know something, it's best to go to him

#Ask Away #Thsc Oc #Toppat Oc #Choc Kinsley #Implied Drug Use #Henry Stickmin Collection #The Henry Stickmin Collection #Thsc Choc Kinsley #Henry Stickmin Oc

[randomwriteronline]

Perditus grunted a little as he adjusted his leg while laying down against the rock. It was a pleasant day, all things considered: the sun was warm without being smoldering, the winds were strong but not as harsh as usual, and he had something to make the pain a little more bearable.

With his eyes shut he fished a flint lighter and a medicinal sghitt out of the pouch under his thigh armor.

He didn't bother looking as he heard footsteps approach quickly; medication stuck between his teeth, he clicked lazily until he caught the telltale crackle of papery tissue catching fire, took the longest, deepest inhale he could, soaking in the acrid taste and familiar burn in the back of his head, and let an enormous cloud of septic-smelling smoke blow out of his mouth with a growling sigh.

His fellow debtor sat beside him nervously, scanning the horizon.

"Any news?" he asked.

"I was going to ask you," the Glatorian replied.

"None, then."

"None."

Hard nails tapped far too quickly against the rock.

Perditus took another drag. The numbing effect was starting to take hold of his anguishing limb.

"Do you think it'll be soon?" Atakus asked.

The Tapyri exhaled: "Maybe."

"Yes or no?"

"Maybe, I said."

"Maybe means nothing," the other said, glaring at him with his typical nervous anger, the fact that the larger being still wasn't looking at him inconsequential: "Will it be soon, yes or no?"

A shrug: "Probably, yes."

"You think?"

"Unless he wants to observe these freaks of nature do their merry little dance in a new environment for a while. But I'll bet a guy like him has already watched them long enough to get bored by now."

Another pause.

The hard nails were now scratching at the stone.

Another long drag and a puff of smoke.

"Do you think he'll kill us before or after the plan's done?"

"Who knows," Perditus answered lazily. He reclined his head to better bask in the sun. "Before would be a little annoying. For us, of course, he wouldn't care if we never saw what all this thankless work has been for. But then again we're his cannon fodder - maybe he'll wait till he has no need even for that."

He played with his sghitt, turning it between his fingers.

The knowledge that his eventual instantaneous murder would be inevitable had slowly but surely numbed him to the very same fact across the span of the many, interminable centuries that had passed since the day he'd started wracking up this blasted debt, and his only request (which he knew would never be taken into consideration) was to be allowed to die slowly, painfully, so that he could at least feel the life leave his body properly; but Atakus had never managed to make peace with the horror of their shared fate, and now that the moment was drawing near he was every day a little closer to losing his mind completely to the horror of his situation.

Frankly he was surprised the Potori had lived this long, with as anxious a disposition as he had. He'd always imagined he'd get out of his shackles with a stroke.

And yet here they both were.

Awaiting the second coming of a cruel god.

And while entire species were about to be massacred into heaps of melting, wailing scraps any second or day or month now, they were sitting against a rock under a pleasantly warm sun bathing in its light.

He could hear the Agori's irregular breath become louder.

"How's your leg?" Atakus asked in a fruitless attempt at changing the course of his spiraling thoughts.

"Hurts as usual." Perditus replied. "How's your heart?"

"Beating too fast," the Potori answered, "As usual."

The Glatorian's hand leaned over to the smaller being, offering the sghitt between his index and middle: "Take as many as you need."

The medicine was taken from his fingers by significantly shakier ones. He listened to the air slither with a long hiss into Atakus's lungs for the first time; the second was a little longer, a little less frantic, followed by a loud sigh; the third time was slow and deliberate, finally a little more at ease.

He listened to the sound of Skrall armor scraping against stone as the Agori laid back against the warm rock with him. A smaller hand placed the medication back in his palm, and he hummed gratefully before taking another drag himself.

The wind picked up slightly and dragged the smoke away from them.

He opened his eyes blearily, squinting in the sun.

Such a nice day.

Something far, far away, up in the clear sky, exploded. He saw the burst, a blot of bright hot color tearing apart the stratosphere, and long lines of white and faint red as pieces of whatever that was tried to land on Spherus Magna; but the destroyed body was barely above the size of a dot from where he was, and its meteors shriveled up into dust before coming anywhere close to the highest point available for them to strike, and in the end nothing of whatever tragedy had just transpired mattered at all.

The Glatorian hummed.

"Did something happen?" Atakus asked, eyes closed.

"No," his companion reassured him. "Relax."

The Potori did not respond, and got a little more comfortable.

Perditus glanced at him.

Maybe it made sense - he mused for a second, a second only - for Velika, of all cruel, paradoxical beings, to one day have complete and total control over this cruel, paradoxical world.

#bionicle #perditus #atakus #random writing #smoking tw #implied drug use #its essentially painkillers in the form of like a joint but im putting it there just in case yall want it #based on my hc of perditus having a fucked up leg prosthesis that hurts like hell so he needs medicine to have some time without pain #anyways ENJOY YOUR ALLEGIANCE W/ VELIKA!! YOU ARE NOW ENTITLED TO: lifelong debt; nihilism; the assurance that your boss WILL kill you #i dont necessarily care for atakus nor perditus but i like to look into characters' brains and their role as velika's allies is interesting #to me neither of them are properly 'loyal' bc that would imply they respect velika. which they fuckin Do Not #they are terrified of him and he has them in a chokehold bc he can kill them by looking at them slightly to the left if he so decides #but neither side has any respect for the other. theyre useful toys to velika and hes a volatile dangerous and powerful asshole to them #atakus n perditus are not necessarily friends?? either?? but theyre the only bitches on bara magna in this situation so theyre like My Man #just two guys enslaved by a sort of divine entity waiting to be fucked over by said entity. better than bein alone in this ig

[anaaxiety]

#david bowie #bowie #lazarus #blackstar #music lyrics #song lyrics #lyrics #lyrics gif #bling gif #bling letters #blingee #y2kcore #y2k aesthetic #implied drug use #drugs #high #drugblr #addiction #drug blog #addict #early 2000s #2000s #sparkle gif #glitter text #cursive #sparkles #myspace graphics #teal aesthetic #green aesthetic #blue gif

[str33t-c4t]

#drugs #drug reference #implied drug use #and that is why i posted this separately #snake sugimoto #max sugimoto #anthro #art #fc #furry #oc #pokemon #sneasel #cartoon style #bright colors #sc art #anthro pokemon #pokemon anthro

[constantron]

#straitjacket #riddler #edward nygma #batman #hallucinatory batman #implied drug use #when you space out and forget what you're doing

[autistic-zukoao3]

Weedtism

#>:3c #autism #cw weed #cw drugs #implied drug use #autism meme #weedtism #that should be a tag

[prof-polaris]

hypothetically though which pokemon alter emotions 'n stuff

no. seriously. it’s illegal to use pokemon to alter emotions in most regions, even as a replacement for therapy and medication. i personally, will not allow the use of it.

i lost a family member to that shit. i’m so serious. it can cause so much harm, especially the withdrawals. it reaches a point where you stop- being a person. you stop caring about anything except being in a daze.

…arc, it makes me nauseous just thinking about it…

#pkmn irl #pokeblogging #rotomblr #pokemon irl #pokeblr #anon ask #i say in most regions because it’s legal in like- orre or some shit #family death mention #implied drug use