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miwanwa · 2 months
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let them smoke weed!!
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cowboykento · 5 months
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prettiest in the world
smoking weed with katsuki
fem!reader, referred to as "pretty girl"
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You’re practically sitting on top of him, passing the joining back and forth between the small space that separates the two of you. His hands, huge and calloused and warm, run up and down your thighs lackadaisically, as if he didn’t even know he was doing it. Like it was as natural as breathing.
His mind feels syrupy and slow—like the haze and smoke that fills the room has also permeated his brain, and perhaps it has. Every thought that comes to mind slips away from him just as easily, but he’s not phased by it. He’s content with being subdued as long as you’re right there with him. 
“What’re you thinkin about, babe?” You ask him as you lean your head against his chest. 
Bakugo lets out a soft hum, as if he needs to think about your question and decipher it. 
“You,” he answers eventually.
It’s not exactly a concrete thought, or even one that Katsuki is fully aware of, yet it’s the answer that slips out of his lips. If you were to ask what he was thinking about you, Katsuki wouldn’t be able to answer with anything other than “you.”
“How funny, ‘m thinkin about you, handsome,” you reply with a wide, sleepy smile. 
Katsuki hums again, acknowledging your answer even though he’s not quite sure what you mean, but he knows that a warmth blooms in his chest at the sight of your smile. 
He grabs your chin, pulling it towards him gently, and pressing a soft whisper of a kiss on your lips. It almost feels a bit ticklish, the way he barely touches his lips to yours, so you press in a bit more, til your mouth is properly fused to his. 
His tongue licks into your mouth sloppily and hardly coordinated. It’s not Katsuki even controlling the motion, but rather it feels like he’s moving purely on his desire for you. 
He pulls away after a minute of slow, mindless making out and simply holds your face gently in his hands. His eyes don’t really move, but you can tell he’s trying to take in every single feature that makes up your face. 
“Y’re so…” he mumbles, “sooo pretty. So pretty. Like, really fuckin’ pretty.”
Your smile bursts across your face and you giggle softly, which makes Katsuki let a chuckle loose as well. 
“Well I think you’re really pretty, Kats. The prettiest in the whole world.”
His face flushes at your comment although his expression remains as it was—a soft, barely perceptible smile gracing his lips, eyebrows relaxed, and the typical crease between his eyebrows smoothed.
“Love ya so much, pretty girl,” he mutters softly, pulling you in closely so that he can mouth the words onto your forehead as he presses his lips there.
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i gotta stop getting high and daydreaming (i will not, it is my fav activity in the world). n e ways hope y'all enjoyed this. if ur a minor and interacting you'll get blocked <3
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writersmorgue · 3 months
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Poor guy 💀
Thanks anon!
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modharvest · 11 days
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birthday weed
The really pretty version
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kissykalachuchi · 1 year
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bakugou katsuki was born on weed day 420 and he's in love with a boy the color of weed (green midoriya izuku)
oh my bkd i figured it out
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kentocidal · 8 months
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hello my precious bunny 🫶🏻 u might know why i’m here. u see.. SOMEONE. talked ab shotgunning smoke w shouto the other day and it has cemented itself to my frontal lobe. i am on all fours asking u for a getting high w shouto for the first time fic…. pls.
ily <3 i am fighting all ur blorbos for ur attention constantly. i am winning. mwuah!
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[you]: come 2 my room.
[shou <3]: why?
[you]: i got that stuff you wanted to try. rmbr?
[shou <3]: ok. 
shouto had made mention to you some time ago that he wanted to try smoking weed. surprisingly enough, despite all the shit that went down in his life, he’d never tried the stuff, and you had seen that as him having experienced a disservice.
the man was stoic and a little bit nervous at times, even now. he deserved to relax at least once.
at least, he deserved to relax as much as he could when he would be in close proximity to you.
there was always this��� palpable tension whenever you and him were in a room together. something about lingering glances, featherlight touches, a hot palm warming your cold ones when on patrol… though neither of you had said anything about it. you, because you were afraid of losing one of your best friends; him, because… well, he was himself. expressing emotions wasn’t necessarily in his job description.
the knocks on your dorm door startled you slightly from where you had already lit up and were halfway finished with your blunt, blowing smoke out through the open window. you emptied your lung before calling out, “just come in, shou!”
shouto stepped into your room as if he also lived there, closing the door and toeing his slippers off to remain in his socks. he was just wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants and a baggy sweatshirt, but something about him and how he carried himself always made your head spin. you were in practically an identical outfit (you had stolen his clothes from him once after it pissed rain on the both of you and you refused to give them back), but you felt that he looked leagues better in it.
he hummed softly in a greeting before making a home on your bed, grabbing one of your throw pillows to hug to himself while you readjusted your position at the head of the bed. you held your blunt between your fingers with practiced skill, taking a deep breath. “you can still say no. you can just sit with me if you want, we can play a video game-”
“i want to try.” he shook his head, leaning back against the wall and stretching his long legs out over the edge of the bed, and you smiled at him.
“you almost sound eager, shou.”
“i’ve wanted to experiment for a little while, before school ends.” he mumbled back to you, the ghost of a smile quirking on his lips before his eyes drifted to the blunt in your fingers. “it’s better to do it now than to not do it at all.”
“that’s what i’m sayin’.” you chuckled softly before bringing the blunt to your lips. “so what you’re gonna do is inhale like you’re sucking up something through a straw, hold it for a second or two, and then just blow it out. watch.” 
you conducted the actions as you had described them, and shouto watched with a somewhat intense form of fascination as your chest swelled, and then as your lips puckered slightly as you blew the smoke out into the room. he crinkled his nose at the smell of it, wishing the scent of your detergent from your sheets would overpower instead.
but then you were shifting barely closer to him, holding the lit blunt towards him, and he swallowed before taking it between his index and middle fingers, almost as if it were a cigarette. you didn’t correct him on his form.
you watched him closely as he brought his loops to the spot where yours had just been, and you felt your fuzzy mind start to swim. indirect kiss, and all that.
you watched him as he attempted to inhale, breathing in a little too fast, causing him to start coughing and sputtering.
the picture of this normally composed, sweet, hot guy coughing on smoke made you burst out in laughter, leaning back onto your pillows and gripping your stomach.
“that burns.”
“no shit! you know smoke burns, dummy! why’d you breathe so hard?!”
“i was doing what you told me to.” he almost pouted at you, somewhat brat-like, and it just made your laughter continue until you finally got most of the giggles out.
“are- are you gonna try again?”
“is there another way to get high?” he looked over at you, looking for your knowledge and advice, and your mind was swimming as your gaze started to really hone in on his features.
his skin seemed to glow in the yellow light of your desk lamp, because you were both in agreement that the big light was evil. he was lit up in your eyes as your vision blurred at the edges and time felt like it was speeding up and slowing down all at once. 
you could have suggested hotboxing the room a little. stuffing a towel under the door, closing the window, the regular deal.
you instead decided that you were kind of done with the tension that your friends could cut with scissors.
“yeah, i know a really good way. easier too. for you, at least. if you tell me to stop, then i will.”
you always gave him a choice. you let him be player one during games. you let him get the first pick of new manga. you always offered a bite of your food to him. you always considered him, always looking to him for consent and approval and for his opinion and he adored every moment.
“okay,” he murmured, and then suddenly he could feel your body heat rolling off of you in waves. you had shifted far closer to him on the bed, practically chest-to-chest as you reached for the blunt and took it from his fingers. “all you need to do is stay close and inhale when i blow the smoke out, alright?”
“yeah,” he breathed, because he finally wasn’t just smelling the smoke anymore, he was smelling you, and that was making his head spin rather than the drugs.
you smiled at him, plush lips splitting to reveal white teeth and a pink tongue, and his mouth suddenly felt like it was full of cotton.
you brought the blunt to your lips and took in a deep inhale, eyes fluttering but never leaving his. then you pulled the thing from your lips and gently grasped shouto’s chin in your free hand, bringing him so close your drying lips brushed over his wet ones, and then you were exhaling the warm smoke from your lungs.
shouto’s eyes fluttered shut at the action, taking in a deep breath and feeling the smoke penetrate deeply into his lungs and into his brain. it felt almost instantaneous, or maybe he was just growing intoxicated from having you so close. 
he forgot to breathe for a moment, jerking his head slightly and releasing the secondhand smoke from his lungs. your hand never left his chin; it guided him right back to your face instead. “want more?”
“yes,” he practically whispered, and this time when you moved the blunt from your mouth, your lips pressed firmly to his. 
you squeezed his chin to make sure he kept his mouth nice and open for you as you exhaled into him, sharing a breath, that intimacy, the closeness as you kissed him slowly, like your joints had been filled with molasses, and he matched you right away.
his hand moved to your wrist, holding onto it as he sat up to lean further into your space.
he had to pull away to let the smoke pour from his mouth and into the air around you both. he licked his lips, feeling his mouth growing dry and his brain start to slow and go numb.
you bit your lip. “this okay?”
“more than okay.”
“how do you feel?”
“high.”
“no, no, i meant…” you really thought for a moment as you moved your hand from his chin to his shoulder instead, “how do you feel… about me? us?”
“i want it. i want more,” out it came, thanks to the blunt in your fingers and the chalky smoke in the air. “kiss me again, give me more.”
you obliged him, of course, as he was always spoiled rotten.
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mubbletelescope · 3 days
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not enough serodeku out there. i’m in the trenches. be the change you wish to see in the world
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bajisbbg · 1 month
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western anime fans stop whitewashing/westernizing characters challenge: IMPOSSIBLE
pls don’t start a whole war over this it’s just a joke that’s also kinda not
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eatingstringcheese · 1 year
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hanta shitposts - hanta sero
in which hanta is really silly
warnings: swearing, weed use
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"Make me."
"That's tough talk for a fella within pegging distance-" a hysterical Y/n spoke from the other end of Hanta's phone.
"Y/n you're not even on the same floor as me-"
A few footsteps came from Y/n's end. "Open the door Hanta."
Oh shit-
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"Y/n please!" Hanta whined. "Come on, say it!"
Y/n sighed. "Fine. Yes Hanta, you are my little pog champ."
~~~
Y/n pouted, kicking their legs as they swung from the chair. Their feet were a few inches off the ground.
"Hanta is too tall, how the hell am I supposed to kiss him?"
"Punch him, then when he doubles over kiss him." A spiky ash-blonde mumbled from the corner of the dorm kitchen.
"Tackle him." The bubblegum girl spoke in between bites of mochi.
The electirc blonde smirked. "Ahahaha, dump him, for me." Denki bit his lip and stuck out his pointer finger and thumb under his chin.
Sero's eyes widened as he choked on his orange slice. "Please don't do any of those, mi amor. Just ask me to kiss you."
~~~
Mina stared at Sero and Y/n with suspicion. "Why are both of your tongues purple? Tsk tsk tsk, mighty sus you guys." She grinned a the couple, who just laughed.
"Well, Yaomomo made a slushie machine Y/n had a red one and I had a blue one."
Denki listened from the other side of the room. "Oh, you drank each other's slushies? HEY WAIT WHERE'S THIS SLUSHIE MACHINE-"
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"So..." Midnight looked at the students she was watching with Aizawa. "Specifically, how do Sero and Y/n get out of these messes?" She gazed out at the two, both of them tangled up in Sero's tape, bot struggling to get out of their situation.
Aizawa sighed. "Usually by creating a bigger mess that cancels out the first one."
~~~
Sero jumped into the dorm room, landing next to his joyfriend on the couch.
"Y/n! Quick math what's 18 + 51?"
"420!" Y/n grinned at their boyfriend.
"That's not even close-" a confused Tokoyami muttered from across the room.
Y/n grinned back at Tokoyami. "But it was quick."
~~~
Y/n and Hanta laid in Hanta's room, sprawled out on the bed with glazed eyes.
"Onion rings are vegetable donuts."
"Lasagna is spaghetti cake."
"Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed."
"Lobsters are scorpions to mermaids."
"Holy fuck, Y/n."
~~~
Hanta smiled, waving his hand at a curious Mina. "Y/n and I don't have pet names."
"What do bees make?"
"Honey?"
"Yea Hanta?" Y/n stuck their head around the corner of the wall. "Do you need something babe?"
Mina chuckled and glared at Sero. "Don't lie to my face again."
~~~
"Hanta! I don't want to go!" Y/n whined. "It'll be stressful and stress isn't good for the baby!"
Hanta stopped dead in his tracks. "Wait what baby?" He asked with fervor, eyes wide as he looked at his joyfriend.
Y/n put their hands on their chest. "Me! I'm the baby!"
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lighterfluid1 · 1 year
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Getting absolutly buttfuck baked with the bakusquad
☆ GN!READER ☆
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!! WARNINGS; mentions of drugs and alcohol !!
☆ KATSUKI BAKUGO;
At first, Katsuki couldn't be bothered to sink down to you and the rest of your friends level's. He thought doing drugs was fucking stupid.
But knowing you and your friends, you weren't just going to let him miss out on all the fun.
"What, y'too scared Kacchan~!" Denki teases. It took quite the effort to finally get him to at least try it.
Sero had been the one to bring the bong, since he was the stonner of the group. And since he was experienced, he tried to teach Katsuki how to do it but...but he wouldn't have it.
"SHUT UP YOU MORON! I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"
He obviously didn't, especially since after lighting it he inhailed half of the smoke inside.
After getting hit with that shit, he had completely forgotten his will to live. This was a completely different Katsuki Bakugo then the one you knew.
As he sat on the couch, zonning out into the abyss Kirishima approched him. The other weed virgin of the group.
"DUDE! ARE YOU OKAY?!" He shouted, shaking Katsuki's body. Kirishima was also hessitant to try, but him and Katsuki both pretty much had the same weakness.
After a few more minutes he eventually fell asleep on the couch.
☆ EIJIRO KIRISHIMA;
Similar to Bakugo, he wasn't sure about smoking for the first time. But unlike Katsuki, he was just scared. Poor guy.
You all knew that if he really didn't want to, you'd back off but after all your convincing he finally gave in.
"YEAHH! YOUR THE MAN!" Denki shouted, Kirishima going in for the puff. But him being inexperienced...he didn't know how to light that shit.
"Thats the side you light...not the side you inhail from." Sero said, holding back tears of laughter. Once Kirishima finally got the hang of it, he took a pretty big hit and immiditally started coughing.
Thats when...Sero brought out the edibles! Kirishima obviously not enjoying himself, immidiatlly melted at the sight of beautifully baked chocolate browniesーstuffed with grass.
After taking a bite, he realised weed just was not for him.
"Who made these?!ーthey're disgusting!" Kirishima whined, spiting out the brownie.
But it didn't take long before Kirishima finally got high. First he was confused, not knowing what the side effects we're, but once he realised he immiditally started laying down.
You Sero and Denki laughed at him as he fell asleep beside Katsuki, who was long gone at this point. You three took pictures, waiting for the moment to show them both.
Since they we're so far goneーthat's when Denki brought out the sharpies. Denki and Sero drew on their faces as you sat back and watched taking small hits.
☆ DENKI KAMINARI;
Denki had gotten stoned with Sero before, since they we're weed buddies but not like this.
The three of you we're doing a who can inhail the most challage while Katsuki and Kirishima slept on the couch.
Denki was first, as he put his mouth up to the circular opening taking a deep breath as he inahiled almost half of what was inside. You and Sero we're quite shocked he managed to inhail so much.
At that point, he had obviously won. But since he inahiled so much he got baked out of his mind.
Denki is the one who usually gets high the fastest, and not to mention he still lacks tolerance...so he naturally gets the most stoned.
When Denki is high...its best to watch him causiously from, afar. This is because when he's on drugs he gets the same side effects that he does after using his quirk. And not only thatーhis quirk kinda goes crazy on whoever is near him.
It's definatly worth watching though, he stumbles around the house doing the most random crap as he murmers shit to himself.
Take your eye's of off him for one second and he's probably passed out somewhere. And in the most non-convenient places too.
He'll walk around completely brain fried and decide that passing out in someones closet is a good idea. Or even in the bathtub.
"Heyーwhere'd Denki go?! I swear I only took my eyes off of him for one minute!" Sero asks franticlly, looking around.
"Who knows...wanna hit?" You reply.
☆ HANTA SERO;
Out of everyone in the group, Sero is the most experienced like I said. But not only that, he also gets the most snacky.
After a few hits hes diging through the pantry without a care in the world.
He'll order an entire pizza for himself and then eat an entire bag of chips, wheither it be your house or his. But he does get pretty stupid too, as if his regular iq isn't low enough.
"Who ordered pizza?" He'll ask.
Not to mention, when he's high everything becomes funny to him. You'll be trying your best to be serious and he'll probably just stand there laughing at you like a moron.
But you have to be honest, you can't stay mad at him forver. Eventually you too will be laughing with him.
Sero being a complete show off, also knows how to do tricks. He'll inhail and shoot out smoke rings awaiting your applause.
But...after hoarding all the food to himself, he'll start hoarding the bong too. It's as if he's not even aware he's high.
Because of this...Sero will probably be the one to green out. But even after throwing up he'll just keep hitting it.
For the sake of his stomach you grab the bong from him waiting for him to fall asleep with everyone else but he just ends up taking shots instead.
You both know he's trying his best to fight his sleepy demons but he can't fight forever, which leads him to pass out at the kitchen counter beside a bottle of booze.
☆ EXTRA;
Once everyone has passed out, your the last one standing. Because your so nice, you make sure everyone is tucked in comfortably for when they wake up. Denki who was on the floor, is now moved to one of the upstairs bedrooms. Sero, passed out on the kicten counter, is moved to the couch. You pop out the leg rests and put a blanket over him as you then tend to Katsuki and Kirishima. As comfortable as they look nuzzled up together, you pop out the leg rests on that side of the couch as wellーgentlly placing a blankets over them.
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!! All characters are over 18 !!
Ty for reading <3 reblogs and follows are appreciated.
- MILES/SMILES
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quirkless-accident · 1 year
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Ease the Pain
TW: Recreational marijuana use -----
Danny breathed in deep, taking in the crisp, cold air nipping at his ears. Despite the chill he wore no shirt and no shoes, much more comfortable in the colder weather with the least amount of clothes he could get away with wearing.
He took a second, just like he always did on nights like these, to sit back and appreciate the moon in all of her glory. She was a waning crescent tonight, partially covered by clouds that threatened rain in the morning.
He took another deep breath in, held it for a moment, and let it out slowly. It was late-or early depending on who you were-and despite the peaceful night and the comforting cold, he couldn't sleep. Everything just hurt so much today. And it's not unusual for his body to reject him like this. being electrocuted will do that to a person, after all. So will the hero training and internships and secret missions he's going on. His joints are for sure upset with him.
He's tried several types of different medications, but due to his metabolism none of them seem to work for long periods of time. And because it's chronic pain that he has, there's not much Recovery Girl can do.
Sam came through, though. It was one overwhelming night of pain where he couldn't stop the crying or the emotional spiral, but in the end she had just what he needed. Or rather her grandmother did since she was the one with the med card, but that's neither here nor there. What matters most is that he has one pre-roll left, and he's fully intending to use it.
He checks the pockets of his sweatpants for his lighter that he forgot, before sighing in frustration. He puts one end of the joint in his mouth, and pinches the other with his thumb and index finger, using his powers to light it. It glows green for a moment, and then bright red. Danny takes a drag, inhales one more time for good measure, and lets it out slow.
The first hit never does much for him, but it's a meditative part of his process that he appreciates just as much as the high itself.
He started smoking in secret about a year ago, when the pain started to get unbearable. By itself, before all of the constant hero shit, it was no problem to deal with. Just a little nagging sensation in the back of his head that was easy to tune out. It wasn't supposed to be a long term solution, especially when he's technically doing it illegally, but it's the only thing that works for longer than a few minutes.
Besides, he graduates from U.A. in three months, and turns eighteen in one, where he'll then be able to get his card. So no harm no foul, really. And even if he does get in trouble with the school, it'll probably just be no more than a slap on the wrist. He's so close to finishing, and he's got a steady hero he's working under until he can save up for his own agency.
he takes another drag and taps off the ash from the end of his joint. There's a cold tingle starting to go up his temples, and a pleasant buzzing in the back of his brain that quiets his louder, more harmful thoughts.
Another drag. He closes his eyes, focusing on the way the cold wind feels against his exposed skin, savoring it like a weighted blanket. His core hums. The pain starts to ease.
"Couldn't sleep?"
Danny flinches hard, not having heard his teacher come up behind him. He drops his half-finished joint and it falls onto one of the other's patios. Danny whirls around, trying to act casual even though he knows his teacher definitely saw all of that.
"Mr. Aizawa! What are you doing up here so late?" He asks, trying to will the smell of weed away.
His teacher quirks an eyebrow, but he doesn't look upset. Though it's a little hard to tell. One eye is covered by the eye patch, and he's bundled in warm clothes, with a thick, grey scarf that's not his capture weapon wrapped around the bottom half of his face.
"Came to check on you," his teacher says as he walks up to Danny. "It's late. Couldn't sleep?" he asks again.
"Not tonight," Danny answers.
"Hm."
They stand there for a moment, Aizawa casually looking him up and down while Danny's anxiety spikes, because even though he's not worried about getting in trouble with the school, he's still very terrified of getting in trouble with Aizawa.
"Relax, kid," Aizawa tells him. "I'm not here to bust your balls about weed."
"You're not?"
"It would be pretty hypocritical of me, don't you think?" Aizawa asks him. he reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a new joint, and a little yellow lighter. He lights it, takes a drag, and hands it to Danny, who, for a moment, is too stunned to do anything.
"I didn't know you smoked," Danny says as he finally takes the offered weed.
"Usually I use edibles, but Hizashi almost mixed it up with the regular brownies the other day. Nearly gave me a heart attack when I saw Eri eating like, four of them."
Danny chuckles at the image as he hands the joint back to his teacher. It's no secret that he and Present Mic are married, but it's not often that Aizawa tells them anything like this about his personal life. Usually this kind of thing comes from Mic during the downtime they sometimes have in class.
They sit in silence for a few minutes, just passing the joint back and forth. Danny forces his muscles to relax as he focuses on the tingle in his temples, and his mouth is twitching up into a smile without his control.
"I get it, you know," Aizawa says after a few minutes.
"Get what?" Danny asks, taking another drag.
"The need," Aizawa says, nodding towards the joint. "I smoke to take the edge off the pain, or just to relax because my hell class is about to graduate and be out on their own. Weather's been changing a lot, though. Makes my leg ache more than usual."
Danny sometimes forgets about his teacher's prosthetic, but now that he's pointed it out it makes a lot of sense. Metal being joined to the skin with the healing fast tracked by certain medical quirks is bound to have some lasting effect. And if he's actually saying something about it to someone who isn't recovery Girl or Present Mic, it must be pretty bad.
"It helps with my chronic pain," Danny tells him. "The neuropathic pain caused from the accident."
Aizawa, as well as the whole class, found out about Danny's secret during the War, when they were tossing around suggestions about bringing ghosts in to the fight since the League had briefly recruited Vlad. It had been a...Interesting conversation.
"Does it flare up a lot?" Aizawa asks him.
"Some nights are worse than others," Danny offers. "The cold sometimes helps. But the marijuana is more consistently effective.
"And regular pain killers?" Aizawa asked, but Danny doesn't mind. It's not invasive or judgmental, the way his teacher asks him. He's just curious.
"My metabolism is too fast for them. Even the really strong stuff only lasts about an hour at the longest, and it doesn't do much overall. Weed is nice, cause it relaxes my body, and my thoughts go all quiet, and my pain eases a bit. I can actually get a full night's sleep with it."
"It makes Hizashi really loopy," Aizawa tells him. Maybe it's the weed, or maybe it's just the solidarity of using it to ease their respective pains, but Danny's happy that Aizawa is opening up to him like this. In just a few short months they'll be more colleagues than anything. And they'll probably work together a lot, too, since Danny has one foot in the underground scene. "He gets really giggly, then really hungry, and then he passes out for twelve hours."
"I got Jazz to try it once," Danny says through his laughter. "But it was through brownies. And there was a batch for me and my friends, the strong stuff, and a weaker batch, and she thought they were both the same. She was way more paranoid than usual, but her second trip went way better."
They were up their for a while. They finished the first joint not long after, and Danny went down to get the one he dropped when Aizawa had accidentally scared him, and finished that one, too.
Later, in his bed staring up at the glow in the dark star stickers, he felt his whole body relax into the mattress. The pain had been dulled, almost nonexistent for now. There's an almost overwhelming sense of relief. Of peace. Like everything is a little more manageable for a little while longer.
He manages to sleep through the whole night.
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z-mizcellaneous-z · 2 years
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mina [on the phone w/ uraraka, stoned asf]: girl, drop the crystals and pick up a glock. let him feel your energy fr. kirishima, kaminari, sero [also stoned asf]: preach. bakugo: bakugo: what the actual fuck.
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thebnha-auhoard · 1 year
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There were two traitors in UA. One plain and simple, only hoarding information to the enemy of his fellow students. The other didn't seek that, they seeked to spread the "truth", their truth, of what the world is and how his fellow friends should join him in that view
UA high school has two traitors, and they are very clear to some, like the analytical mind that eats information away for his own security, or the one shunned and called a villain so much for what he is and looks he can now spot it like a second nature.
Or simply the childhood "friend" of one of the said traitors, being a "traitor" himself for abandoning the cursed city and family for Mustafu. But the only thing Mashirao could miss about that is the comfort of the training mat and the easy way he could talk to his uncle about anything, specially about being the failure, the weak, the runt of their family and community.
One thing he does wish that it could be the same as back then would be to not have to interact with the raven head anymore. Wish he could simply not tie the dots together on why such "admired" person be let go off the city and come attend a hero school.
Mashirao really wished the picture would be less clear in his head, really wish that the glares sent his way were just his imagination. Wish he weren't even in the same class as Fumikage, because maybe that would hurt less, would completely free him to forget they used to play together in the streets of the city, and then beat each other until they(Mashirao mostly) couldn't stand back up in the same streets. Deika city streets.
He can only hope that maybe, maybe this chance could help them both, in some way or another.
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