#drugging for ts

[wri0thesley]

TIGHNARI AND APHRODISIAC SHROOMS UR BRAIN IS SO HUGE do NOT apologise for it I could kiss you right now !! Tighnari is so sweet and thoughtful surely he would never :(( right :((

(thinking about him slipping something into ur food when you’re not looking, praying to whichever god that you’ll come to him begging for his help later)

cw: drugging, yandere, dub-con, not sfw

you're not entirely sure what's wrong with you; cannot properly put a description to the prickling heat and the ache inside of you that has come on since this evening's dinner. you do try and sneak a look at some of the other rangers, to see if they're experiencing something similar - whilst you're all, by now, experts on which mushrooms and fungi and plants are poisonous, there's always the chance that something that's been used in a dish has been contaminated - but nobody but you appears to have had such an adverse reaction.

there's only one thing for it.

you try your best not to bother tighnari with trivial matters; in fact, you lie in your little hut for what seems like hours, pushing off all of the blankets and trying to ignore the fact that your entire body seems like it’s on fire, but nothing seems to do anything to quell the heat. you sweat and sigh and whimper, tossing your head, desperately hoping that it goes off - and at three in the morning, you give up, and you try and put on the least amount of clothes that’s still decent and use the cover of darkness to find your way to the general watchleader’s hut--

tighnari’s ears are sensitive from miles away, and they’re particularly attuned by now to the sounds that you make. he hears the whimpers and the sighs, hears you pad along the wooden constructions, hears your heavy breathing and the soft moan that falls from your lips when - he imagines - your thighs press together and the friction provides a modicum of relief. inside, he is giddy; he has been waiting for this. but when you come to his door and sniffle out something about how you hurt, you think you’re running a fever, is there anything he can do . . . he is as kind and comforting as ever, gently chastising you for not coming sooner.

closes the door behind him. takes your temperature and clicks his tongue and says that he’ll prepare some herbal medicine, lay down on the bed and wait for him - purposely lets his bare fingertips (you woke him from his ‘sleep’, after all - of course he’s only in a pair of cotton pyjamas with a hole cut for his tail. he needs to sleep in things that are easy to shrug off so he can get dressed quickly in an emergency). brush over your own bare skin. 

. . . the feel of tighnari’s fingers on you is heavenly. your lashes flutter, your throat bobs, and you stifle a moan. tighnari’s tail swishes, ears twitching, a deep intake of breath - and then he touches you again, gently asking if that’s soothing you any. 

it is. he continues; pretending to be entirely professionally concerned and hoping that the light in his eyes isn’t too strong. pushes up the hem of your shirt, touching your bare stomach - your mind hazy, arching your back for him until his hands are cupping your breasts and his thumbs are trailing circles over your nipples and your breath is heaving. 

it’s important to tighnari that you ask him; that you think that this is all your own fault and not his. he sighs and asks you if you’ve been near a particular kind of flora recently, says something about the gases and continues to tell you off even as he’s pinching at the hardening buds, slipping a hand down the front of your thin pyjama shorts to brush over your heated sex. you’re too far gone to question him, just mumbling tearful apologies and canting your hips up and begging him to touch you more, you’re sorry you’re sorry you’re sorry--

well. tighnari acts a little put upon, as if his cock isn’t boring a hole through what he’s wearing; sighs at you, all weary, and says that he can ease the symptoms if that’s what you really want. just say the word; tighnari’s a nice young man, he’s not going to touch you without your explicit consent--

(after your explicit consent is given, though . . . he’s insatiable. rough tongue dragging over bare skin, fingers tipped with almost claws digging into your hips, nose buried between your thighs as he rasps out how good you smell in between hungry laps of your slick . . . rutting into you like an animal in heat. knotting you, pressing his teeth into your bare shoulders, fucking you and fucking you and fucking you and loving the smell of you needy and wanting and the sound of your high-pitched whimpers and whines. normally, he would hate those . . . but if they’re from you--).

in the morning, you find that your itinerary for patrols has changed; that tighnari is having your hut re-assigned so it’s closer to his. he tuts at you and shakes his head and tells you that you clearly need a little re-education in safety within the avidya forest. from now on, the two of you will spend more time together. he’s even finagled some private time for meals--

(he has a supply of the powdered mushrooms he slipped into your curry last night, and he knows exactly where to pick more). 

#not sfw text #yandere tighnari #yandere genshin impact #drugging for ts #genshin impact posting #concept postin #dub con for ts #yandere for ts

[merrilark]

hmmm. . ... drugging whump... whumpee being forced into hallucinations, or sleep, or temporary paralysis, or any number of things they can't control

#loss of control is so scary. anything that takes away autonomy is horror movie level frightening. #whump #drugging for ts #drugging tw #tw drugging #scares me more than most tropes actually #passing out to sleep rn actually. too sleepy to expand or be eloquent l

[ofyorkshire]

open   

"—Don't look up. And don't drink that." BJ didn't move as he spoke. His head stayed tilted downward, body cocked casually toward the room of bar patrons, pretending to be enamoured with how his rings glinted in the low light, or scratching at some invisible speck on his neck scarf. Ahead of BJ, a man in an ugly green sweater was just off to the toilets for a piss. Next to BJ, the person who he could only assume must be said ugly green sweatered man's date. Or, at least, someone the fella hoped would be by the end of the night.

          "He dropped something in your glass when you were talking to the waitress." His rings clicked as he fidgeted and he smiled distractedly at another patron. "You'd best give it here. Swapsies. He won't know. Hurry."

#idk i just wanted to write a muse sticking up for another in this way and bj sounded like a good opportunity #the man doesnt have to be your muse's date btw; bj can be wrong #drugging for ts #drugging mention for ts #deals with the devil [open]; #vague period so you can make it whenever in bjs timeline you want

[logan-the-artist]

#my art #drawing #art #sketch #sanders sides #log’s art #virgil sanders #tss virgil #virgil sanders sides #ts virgil #tw cigarettes #tw smoking #cw cigarettes #cw smoking #Spotify #tw drugs #tw weed #cw weed #cw drugs

[shesnake]

Trainspotting (1996) dir. Danny Boyle

Original Blu-ray print (2011) // 4K Remaster by Criterion (2024)

#filmedit #filmtag #trainspotting #danny boyle #ewan mcgregor #jonny lee miller #ewan bremner #kelly macdonald #film #fm #* #*ts #q #long post/ #drugs/ #some qualms but overall delightful. to ME

[sleepyvirgilprompts]

In a human AU, Roman is a prince and Virgil is the head of his guard. When Roman travels, Virgil travels with him and is even more vigilant than usual-- among other precautions, he sleeps as little as he can get away with while still being competent at his job. Roman has just gotten back from a journey, which means Virgil is exhausted. But he doesn't get to rest quite yet. Someone who's aware of the state he's in has decided this is the perfect time to drug him and make an attempt on Roman's life. Virgil catches on and manages to avoid being drugged, but he still has to handle the situation while severely sleep-deprived.

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #ts virgil #sanders sides prompts #fanfiction prompt #roman sanders #ts roman #human au #tw drugging

[loganslowdown4]

Remus: Aww, what a nice doggie you have there...

Cop: Yep, this is Boss, he’s our drug-sniffing dog.

Remus: Oh, that’s nice. Still in training, huh?

Cop: What?

Remus: What?

#happy green day from your local green delinquent 💚 #happy st patricks day #thomas sanders #sanders sides #Remus sanders #ts remus #cw drugs #ocs #💚🖤 #💚💚💚 #🍀

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

⚠️CW: Pregnancy, addicton, drugs & Babies ⚠️

I met a young woman at the hospital, who was in exactly the same situation as me and our Babies will be born almost the same day. Her girl was born on January 17, just a minute before midnight. A few hours later on January 18, my son was also born.

Her name's Melissa. She's 20 years old. So almost 2 years younger than me, actually like Ana my sister. As I said, she was pregnant like me at the time and she's a drug addict. But she was also clean, even before she got pregnant! And she also got the same damn Pills as me!! We were even set on the same dose during pregnancy. She was previously on ONLY 2mg, I was on 4mg, now during pregnancy we were both on 8mg. That girl, Melissa, was about to quit those pills (replacement drug). 2mg is the lowest dose! But just like with me, she got withdrawal symptoms during pregnancy. So the doctors increased her dose.

We delivered in the same hospital, but were not in the same room. She shared her room with another girl, who I will meet later. This girl also had a son. Her son and mine were born the same day!! She was treated with methadone. A much stronger replacement drug! But her Baby was fine after birth. Melissa’s daughter & my son on the other hand, got withdrawal symptoms. This was strange. Which is why the doctors were..... confused?

Anyway, what the three of us and our Babies are going to experience in that damn hospital was.... crazy! Without the two, I would never have survived those damn nine days there. The doctors and nurses treated us like lab rats and somehow..... nobody helped us. I thought I was losing my mind.😓😭As soon as I left the hospital with my son, he felt better. He was ok after a month, but I felt extremely bad afterwards. I developed a severe depression.

Melissa and I exchanged our phone numbers that day. We'll see each other again very soon. It was so good to talk to her. She was also worried about her Baby. We both helped each other a lot. Melissa and I got along really well and we had a lot more in common, which was totally weird. But the best thing was that I finally found someone to talk to about all this. Our Babies and that damn drug, our addiction.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #ts 4 story #cw addiction #cw pregnancy #cw drugs

[dikdikpronouncedxylophone]

Remus: I can't find my fidget spinner so now I'm just gonna do heroin.

#tw drugs #ts remus #remus sanders #sanders sides #sanders sides incorrect quotes

[thatgenderlessentity]

Roman- What is your problem? Why don't you love love?

Logan- Okay, love is just a chemical flood of dopamine and oxytocin giving people an addictive dependence, like a bad drug.

Roman- *annoyed* Ah, science.

Source: The Flash

#sanders sides #sanders sides incorrect quotes #source: the flash #ts roman #roman sanders #ts logan #logan sanders #tw drugs mention #tw drug mention #Not really an end to my hiatus #just a quote a saw and thought fit

[bloodybosom]

#no caption #unconscious #ts eliot #the lovesong of j. alfred prufrock #medical #anesthesia #drugged #nekrogasm #bare breasts

[oldcoyote]

.

i need to lose weight fast for my health's sake, and my doctor today offered me ozempic

i don't know if i'm going to do it. the price is insane, and i don't want to take it out of the hands of people who truly need it. my doctor insists that i need it, but i don't think that's true. my issue is self control. i got myself in this position by having none, and that's my fault

and i don't want to steal a drug from people who genuinely need it to survive when i have other options. i don't want to feel like some kind of cheat, either, or deal with the judgment from everybody else that will come with taking it

i've just begun a VLCD to try and knock off the top 5-10kg as fast as i can to recover from my newest medical issues, but i worry about my willpower and my strength. i keep narrating all the way to the fridge when i'm about to fuck up the diet, sure, silly pig, go stuff your fat ugly face, etc and so on, and it helps a lot. once i start thinking like that i turn around more often than not

i'm just sick of everything being so hard. i just need to find another source of dopamine besides food. i need another coping mechanism besides food. some other source of joy. but without one, it's fucking bleak out here, and god i wish i could take that stupid drug without hating myself for the rest of my life

#fatphobia #weight loss for ts #weight loss drugs for ts

[qqueenofhades]

Republicans are basically people who want to preserve “these United States” by…undermining American laws, tearing apart American national infrastructure, sabotaging the American Constitution, getting American children killed, spreading baseless conspiracy theories about beloved American public figures, vandalising America’s historical landmarks, flying the flag of foreign powers that killed American citizens…

#blackcur-rants #ask #politics for ts #whoop there it is #theocratic white supremacist fascism is a helluva drug

[just-your-average-author]

That time Patton thought Virgil was a Drug Addict

Patton was worried. He didn't like being worried and he certainly didn't like why he was worried. Patton had always considered himself the dad of the group, and like any responsible parent, it was his job to make sure everyone in his famILY was safe and happy. Patton tutted and sighed, scrolling furiously on his computer, scanning the paragraphs with his eyes. Why did science have to be so difficult to understand? Finally, he smiled having found a simplified page, that even had a built-in questionnaire! Perfect! He quickly glanced around, and upon making sure no one saw, he scribbled down a few of the questions on a post it, and cleared the history. There was no need worrying any one else.

Virgil was worried. Granted, Virgil was always worried so he wasn't too bothered by it. However, he started a new job and the stress had really gotten to him, so he sucked it up and took himself to a doctor appointment and gotten himself a fancy new prescription. Virgil read the bottle, noting he could take it up to three times a day, and shoved it in his pocket.

Over the course of a couple weeks, Virgil felt a lot better. He took his medicine whenever he felt panicked or like spiraling, and was even able to tolerate more social activities. He even accepted the other Sides' invitation to the mall, which he didn't notice Patton's look of concern at that. Yep! All was going well.

Virgil fidgeted with the pill bottle in his hand, hesitating before taking one of his pills. He was almost out, and he didn't get a refill for a couple days. "Dammit!" he muttered. Patton walked into the kitchen, glancing over at the anxious side, but trying to look inconspicuous. "Hey Virgil," Patton remarked, sounding casual. "What's wrong?"

Virgil tutted. "I'm almost out, and I can't get more until later," he nonchalantly answered, before walking past a thoroughly horrified Patton.

That was it, Patton thought to himself. Virgil obviously needed help, and he would be damned to see him struggle like this. He wondered if he should really Logan and Roman for this, but ultimately decided for the sake of Virgil, he should hold off unless it was truly needed.

The next day, Virgil was in the living room, typing on his phone when Patton strolled in. "Hey, Virgil, whatcha doing?"

Virgil shrugged. "Not much, just checking to see if my drugs are ready."

Patton sighed, "Kiddo, I think we need to talk." Virgil looked up from his phone and raised an eyebrow.

"Okay?"

"I just want you to know this is a safe space, and I'd like you to answer honestly, you aren't on trial here," he assured. Virgil just looked more puzzled.

"Okay?.."

"I know you've been taking these pills and," Patton stuttered, "I just had a few questions."

Ah, Virgil thought. Patton must be nervous to talk to a doctor about his anxiety too. "Sure, Patton. Go ahead."

Encouraged by Virgil's surprising cooperation, he recalled his questions. "Does taking this, well, drug, give you a feeling that you've escaped reality?"

Virgil cocked his eyebrow. "Uh no, not really. But, I mean that's the goal I suppose. To experience a better reality."

Patton gulped. "Interesting. Do you take the drug to make you happy?" Virgil chuckled.

"Yeah, that's kind of the point, Patton." he laughed.

"Oh dear," Patton whisperered. Virgil looked at him confused.

"Patton, I-"

"And do you look forward to them after a long day at work?" Patton interjected frantically.

Virgil tilted his head, "Patton they're for when I'm at work."

Patton let out a strangled sob and crumpled to the floor in tears. Alarmed, Virgil jumped up and raced over. "Patton what's the matter?"

"You're a drug addict!" he wailed, covered his eyes with his hands.

"What???"

Patton sniffled. "I know you're taking drugs, and I found this questionnaire online and rehab is expensive Virgil, but I have to help and-"

Virgil just started laughing, laughing harder then he had in a while. Patton looked mad. "This isn't funny! You need help Virgil, you're obviously dependent on these pills."

Still laughing, Vigil got up and handed Patton his pill bottle, "Patton, these are Hydroxyzine!"

"Gesundheit?" he asked, looking over the bottle.

Virgil laughed again. "It's an anti-anxiety medicine. My doctor prescribed it to me for stress." Virgil barely missed Patton's "Oh", before descending into deep laughter all over again.

Virgil quieted and watched Patton, realizing he had some explaining to do. "Patton, it's not about escaping reality or not being happy without it; it's a tool to help me function better, and avoid killing my idiotic manager," Virgil explained, trying to reassure his well-meaning friend.

Patton nodded, a mix of relief and understanding crossing his face. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure you're okay, Virgil. I care about you."

Virgil offered a small smile. "Thanks, Patton. I appreciate your concern. If you ever have questions, feel free to ask."

"Sandy is a little idiotic."

Virgil cackled. "A little? Boy let me tell you what happened Wednesday."

With that, the two continued their conversation, Patton now more informed about Virgil's perspective on anxiety medication, and Virgil grateful for Patton's caring nature, even if it sometimes led to amusing misunderstandings.

#creative writing #fanfiction #fanfic #sanders sides #virgil sanders #fic ideas #patton sanders #thomas sanders #ts virgil #ts patton #ts sides #tw drug mention #fluff #fanfic prompt #fic #fic idea #writing prompt #my writing #short story #story #@augustanon #@thatsthats24 #SUPRISE I WROTE SOMETHING

[bophobic]

tw: this entire headcanon post is about hard drugs and substance abuse. i try and be respectful of people’s experiences, softly & lightly realistic, if that makes sense.

not one part of this post is condoning drug abuse. these are just my headcanons. i stick to talking about habits and not the experiences

I think it’s something all 3 of the sinclair brothers struggled with though.

It’s not canon-canon but due to one particular fanart piece I think most people hc Bo as being an alcoholic. It’s easy to get and easy to feel normal even if he’s dependent on it. He weened himself off because he doesn’t get through withdrawals easily, without lashing out at others or himself.

Of course a lot of victims come through with booze. If Bo’s raiding campsites he’ll take them and smash them out of earshot first thing. Vince & Lester will go with him sometimes, but they mostly just try and keep it away from him. He’s really serious about sobriety, tracks his days and makes his own tokens. Unfortunately that doesn’t stop him from falling off once in a while.

It might be too obvious but I think Lester’s probably tried meth at least once, especially if he got into partying at all. He tries to be around people, make his own found family after being in foster care, and when he started trying to be self-reliant he got in with the wrong people. It wasn’t the first thing he tried, but it was the thing that continued to be a problem for him.

He was using a few years after turning 16, until he caught up with his brothers and got away from what he built before. He does want to stay clean and not give them another reason to reject him. Between the extended use and his teeth never really getting better some people who come through hone in on it and make immediate judgements, and Lester can always tell when that happens. That’s when he’ll start targeting them for fun.

Vincent’s the one who doesn’t really want to get sober. His thing is prescription drugs, specifically benzodiazapines but he’ll try whatever he can get his hands on. He has a stash of ADD meds if he goes through a period of throwing himself into his (mother’s) work. He doesn’t sleep well or regularly without drugs, so even though they do make it worse he doesn’t really think it’s worse enough to care.

Bo and Lester will both try and get to ANY meds before him to keep him from it but they can’t get everything. Vincent’s really good at identifying pills, he’s responsible with at least trying one thing at a time and remembering what he took, to the point of keeping a journal entry with any identifying details he can get. He sees himself as functional that way. Lester’s also good at IDing pills but he tries not to cause certain ones tempt him too much. It’ll blow you away what some of those kids come through with.

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xx stay safe, i love you. cc or someone to talk to, my is inbox open.

#house of wax 2005 #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #drugs for ts #drug use for ts #alcohol for ts #hard drugs for ts #jasonwrites

[pyrrhocorax]

i want to immortalize this here, but i got super high with a coworker a few weeks ago and started rambling about hetalia (which they know nothing about), and i described the nordics as follows: Denmark: “if the sun had adhd” Sweden: “autism train guy” Norway: “probably like two steps away from being an ecoterrorist” Finland: “a bubbly twink who could wrestle a grizzly bear and win” Iceland: “emo ass suffering teenage art student”

#pyrrhocorax text #aph nordics #drugs for ts