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lajefasmundo · 5 months
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Schoolhouse Rock! 🎸📚👁
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peoplee-suck · 11 months
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couple of joints ✨
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tudonosso · 9 months
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nadadeles
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ultimabombaincitta · 1 year
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Qui per condividere il regalo di natale dei friendz.
Perché, come direbbe Er faina, A FATAA.
Si Bro posto su Tumblr quello che non metto su ig
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weed-lovers · 3 months
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dellephox · 8 months
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incvmplete · 1 year
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I'm passing the blunt to all my weed smoking mutuals rn
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sativafaeriemuva · 7 months
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groovy 🧡🍃
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shelovesplants · 7 months
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Pretty bowl of some fire 🔥 😍🩷💨
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kawaii-st0ner · 2 months
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Cap Junky
Smells and looks so good 😋
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glitterforashes · 7 months
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𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐩 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬
>>> drabbles for the main sally face boysss, sal fisher, and larry johnson. sal’s is inspired by bubblegum by clairo, larry’s is inspired by east liberty by partnextdoor.
𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —
mildly obsessed with the uncertainty of ghost hunting.
too curious for his own good. literally curious george. the curiosity that killed the cat.
laid-back, doesn’t give a damn about most things.
has a very deep voice for a teenager. sounds like a literal grown man.
sometimes you can’t tell if he’s even awake.
“sal? sally? sal??” he’s just staring into the void.
“what?” he had to sneeze. that’s why he paused and went radio silent for two minutes straight.
you spend most of your time in his room, curled up on his bed reading while he sits on his bean bag chair and plays video games.
sometimes turns around to make sure you’re still awake / doing okay.
one time you put a toy rat next to him. he nearly shit his pants when he noticed it.
“(y/n)?” “hm?” “you’re fuckin’ ugly.”
doesn’t mean it. apologizes right after. he thinks he’s so funny.
grew comfortable enough around you to lift up his mask far enough to eat.
whenever you sleep over, he’ll take off his mask once all the lights are off.
loves watching movies with you, especially when there’s snacks involved.
will listen to every sanity falls album over and over again with you.
you had been switching between reading, doing homework, and playing video games for close to five hours, well into the twilight era of the night. it was 10pm when you decided to start getting ready for bed, being as both of you had school in the morning. you showered as sal brushed his teeth and combed through his hair, then switched. sal showered as you did your skincare and brushed your teeth and put your hair up. you both fell into his bed after he switched the light off, taking your respective sides. you liked to sleep next to the wall for the purpose of putting your body against it if it got too hot, and sal liked sleeping closest to the door for emergency purposes. you wore his tshirt and boxers, and he wore boxers. you turned over to face him, propping your arm underneath your head. he laid with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “sal?” “hm?” his gruff voice always soothed you in a strange way. “can i.. touch you?” you heard the movement of the sheets as he turned his head. even in the dark you could tell he was looking at you. “what?” “can i touch you? like, your face?” sal had never let you see his face up to this point. he preferred to keep it hidden, only sometimes letting you see his lips. he was silent. “you don’t have to.” “okay. you can.” you looked at where you assumed he was, breathing in deep. “are you sure?” “yeah.” he whispered. you slowly reached out, feeling out for where his face was. you found it, your fingertips pressing lightly against his cheeks. he flinched under your touch, a sharp inhale sounding through the little space you had between your bodies. “are you okay?” you whispered, starting to retract your hands. “yes. it’s fine.” you nodded, swallowing a lump in your throat that wouldn’t go away. you loved sal. you knew vaguely of his past and understood where the roots of his insecurity started, but societally accepted face or not, nothing would change your love for him. you gently ran your fingers over the expanse of his skin, feeling his lips and cheekbones, and the dips. the missing flesh, the scars. and you loved it. loved him, loved what made him so unique. you pulled your hands away slowly, grinning to yourself. you could hear the quiet sniffle. “sal? are you alright?” “do you think i’m.. gross?” he asked. your heart broke. you moved closer and wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. his arm slung over your body naturally, pulling you closer. “no, sally. i could never. you’re beautiful.” he turned his head, resting his face on your hair. you felt the very slight puckering of his lips as he kissed the crown of your head. “thank you.”
𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —
his mom LOVES YOU. absolutely adores you. you two have girls nights all the time.
took you to the sanity falls concert tour for your birthday, kissed you in the rain, and took you home sopping wet. your dad wasn’t pleased.
“uh— we got caught in the rain, sir.” “i see that.”
apologized for weeks. it still makes you laugh.
smokes so much weed it’s a miracle he remembers his name.
“hey man, how’s my driving?” “…i think we’re parked, man.” vibes
you’re constantly sleeping over at his place, you have a drawer in his dresser dedicated to your belongings.
is very meticulous with his hair. has a hair care routine. refuses to cut it for any reason.
has painted you on multiple occasions. boudoir shoots happen often.
“paint me like one of your french girls.”
loves watching horror movies with you.
is surprisingly very gentle and sweet, especially when you’re upset. unless it’s with travis. fuck travis. all my homies hate travis.
“hey, girl. what’s the matter?”
holds you until you feel better and is very patient
listens to the sanity falls albums constantlyyy it drives you crazy.
“larry— stop. you’re gonna green out.” he exhaled a huge cloud of smoke directly into your face, smirking. “greening out is a make-believe concept made up by losers who can’t handle their marijuana.” you swear larry only knows big words when he’s high. when he’s sober, he has the articulation of the average seventh grader, but when he’s high he turns into fucking shakespeare and it’s crazy. specifically because if he’s high, there’s a good chance you’re high, and you won’t understand half the shit he says. the sound of the tardy bell rattled against your skull as it rung throughout the entire school, screaming at you and larry to get to class before the dean came hunting you down. you took one more big drag from the blunt you two had rolled during study hall before stamping it out and throwing it in the toilet, flushing the evidence. you two shuffled out of the tiny bathroom stall, looking at each other proudly. “sniff me.” you stepped closer and sniffed his shirt, him doing the same for you. “nah, i think we’re good.”
ya’ll were not good. both of you smelled absolutely rank, so it was truly no surprise when you ended up in the dean’s office, but it surprised you to see larry sitting in the office waiting area with a bloody nose. “oh, hey man.” you fist bumped him as you plopped into the chair next to him, manspreading the entire seat. “what happened to your face?” “fuckin’ travis wanted to run his mouth. kicked his ass, but when i turned around he clipped me in the nose. kicked his ass again, now i’m here.” “word.” you were so faded it was humorous. “what about you? what’d you do this time?” “ms. fat tits sent me out because i was ‘stinking up the room’ and if i ‘wanted to smoke pot and ruin my mind’ i needed to do it at home.” you cackled, larry joining in.
“is something funny?” the principal asked the both of you. you straightened up and held your breath, shaking your head no. you and larry looked at each other from the corner of your eyes simultaneously and you exploded with laughter. long story short you both got suspended for three days. did you give a fuck? hell no. hence why you were now in larry’s room in nothing but a sanity falls tshirt and underwear, rolling up another fat one. “you’re my favorite person, y’know that?” “(y/n), shut the fuck up.” he shook his head, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “you’re my favorite person too.”
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hailieshapedbox · 1 year
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holy fuck keif catcher was so filled it packed keif pucks
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kosmicfairy · 1 year
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(not my photo)
@wastedwaterpipes
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starlet-sky · 1 month
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Follow my weed Instagram! @shesmokeskush
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narciesuss · 3 months
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weed-lovers · 3 months
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