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thefantastician · 11 months
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lmao happy stoner day
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burythecarnival · 11 months
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🍃🌸 420 is a magical day for tipping your favorite sex workers! plenty of us in the chronically ill/disabled sw realm use greens in addition to our mountains of prescriptions. maybe take a moment to thank a cute sex worker or five 🍃🌸
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hailieshapedbox · 11 months
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happy birthday to weed🥲
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halfbakedfairy · 11 months
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nude-druid · 11 months
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New jocks
More on onlyfans
Links to stuff
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nevver · 11 months
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Medieval marijuana
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muckyschmuck · 2 months
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you knew bro you knew
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fknblkbarbie · 11 months
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pot0hon3y · 1 year
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cyan-glittermoss · 7 months
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Sniff test ~~
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Yup this is some smelly weed
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t-dougie · 1 year
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Happy almost 420
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burythecarnival · 11 months
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🍃🫖🎶 "we'll smoke the monster out!" 🎶🫖🍃
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gyllenflower · 11 months
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Smoking Weed with Daryl Dixon
Hey, babes!! Happy 4/20 to the fellow stoners on my page! Smoke it up for me today, because I’m working :(
Summary: Daryl and Reader are looking for somewhere to stay for the night and they, very luckily, find the perfect place.
WARNINGS: Weed use!! Obviously. If you aren’t comfortable with weed, simply scroll past this. Tension, caring!Daryl >>, shy!Daryl, fluffy stoner moments, Implied smut! Theres no actual descriptive smut tho.
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“Oh, my God!” You gasped, a huge smile spreading on your face. You climbed through the small hole in the fence and left Daryl behind.
“Y/N! What is it?” He whisper-yelled. When you didn’t answer, panic rose in his chest. He kicked in the fence, making the hole bigger. He saw you, bent over, smelling some plants that were flopped over and brown. You turned to him, frowning.
“They’re all dead.” You exclaimed sadly. Daryl smiled at you and came up to wrap his arm around your waist.
“Is this weed?” He cocked an eyebrow, looking around at all the plants in the backyard.
You nodded, squirming out of his grip excitedly, running up to the back patio of the house and walking up to the back door.
“Y/n! Hold on, girl.” Daryl rushed to your side quickly, grabbing your hand that was about to open the door. “Let me go in first. Could be anything in there.” He said cautiously.
Daryl stepped in front of you and turned the knob. It was a normal looking house, very kept up and tidy for it being the end of the world. There were a few books and papers scattered on the floor.
“They’ve gotta have a stash, Dar. I haven’t had weed since before all this shit started.” You looked back, groaning.
Daryl chuckled, “Yeah, me too.”
You searched the house for any open places that any walkers could get through. You were checking the windows in a bedroom upstairs when your eyes landed on a half open drawer with a bag hanging out. You pulled the plastic bag out, finding three joints of weed and about two grams of bud.
“Fuckin’ jackpot!” You celebrated to yourself.
“Y/N! You hungry?” You heard Daryl call out from downstairs. You giddily ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where he was. He was looking in the cabinet, where he found old ramens and canned foods.
“I will be in a few minutes.” You held out the bag in your hand. Daryl inspected the bag and his mouth spread into a timid smile when he realized what was in there.
“You found some, baby. Good job.” He praised, going back to the food. Something about getting high with you made Daryl shy.
You brought out a lighter you always keep in your boot for fires and took one of the thick joints out of the bag, bringing it to your lips. You struck down on the lighter, and put the open flame underneath the joint between your lips. Daryl sniffed the air and turned back to you again, smirking when he saw you inhale the smoke through the perfectly rolled joint.
Daryl walked towards you and you took another puff in between your lips, holding it in your lungs before exhaling.
You brought the joint to Daryl’s lips, waiting for him to take it in.
“Ya think both of us should be high?” He asked worriedly.
You smiled and nodded. “No walkers around. Just us here… Those clouds were pretty dark outside. Might storm soon.” You shrugged, coming up with your best excuse as to why he should smoke with you.
Daryl knew you were bullshitting, but he didn’t mind. He chuckled and took the joint between his lips, one of his hands coming up to pluck the joint out of your fingers.
Daryl took a big, long puff, inhaling it all into his lungs and letting it out.
“Damn.” He said, surprised.
“I know right. Smooth.” You replied, giggling. You were already feeling the effects of the plant, looking at Daryl with low eyes.
“Last time I smoked was with Merle. Weird doing it and it’s not with him.” He said lowly. You smiled sympathetically at Daryl and placed your hand on top of his, comforting him.
“You’re pretty when you’re high.” Daryl mumbled with the joint between his mouth, taking another long puff and blowing it in your face playfully, trying to cover up his comment. You both laughed and you felt happy inside that Daryl was loosening up with you.
You questioned your next comment and let silence fill the air for a few seconds.
Now or never.
“Come upstairs with me, Daryl…” You said in a sensuous tone, doing a ‘come hither’ motion with your hand.
Your advance surprised him.
You both were touchy and very flirty, but never have you kissed or had sex. You were just… close.
“Aren't ya hungry?” He asked, looking you up and down, just now taking in how good you like.
“Not for food...” You shook your head, your eyes scanning him as well, taking the joint from Daryl’s hand and inhaling more of the weed. You exhaled and bit your lip at him, smirking.
Daryl walked up to you and locked his eyes with yours. You both slowly closed the gap between you, desperately staring at each other’s lips before crashing them together in a messy love quarrel. You moaned into the kiss and Daryl’s hand came up to hold you by the small of your back.
You grabbed his vest and pulled him towards you, leading you both to the bedroom upstairs, joint still in your free hand.
And that was how you ended up tangled up in the blankets with Daryl, naked and high, with the smell of sweet, stinky weed and sex in the air.
Bonus!:
Daryl whistled long and impressed, lifting up the beautiful bong he found in the bedroom while looking for some more sheets.
“Look at this beauty.” He showed you and you gasped in delight.
“Hello, beautiful.” You followed, getting up and walking over to Daryl and inspecting the blue smoking object. “I actually don’t know if I need anymore.” You broke into a fit of giggles, and leaned your head on Daryl’s shoulder.
“Come on, baby. Just one bowl?” He pleaded with you. Now, it was him trying to convince you to smoke.
You didn’t need much convincing, though.
One bowl turned into 3, and 3 bowls turned into you and Daryl eating a lot of the food in the kitchen.
And then you fucked on the counter.
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ghoullnextdoor · 11 months
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Blackberry cheesecake for our lovely holiday 😜✨️🌿🖤
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hailieshapedbox · 11 months
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theyre glowing🥲
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nevver · 11 months
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Breakfast club
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