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owlyhouse · 8 months
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hey i totally didnt forget about this blog (forgot)
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gearbroth · 1 year
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didn’t plan on posting this really ever sdjkfha but today’s an excuse so whatever
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archie-sunshine · 2 months
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looking at you with big eyes. thoughts on hypnokink WITH hypnosis-y smoke. i just think one of thg old mechs should blow smoke into someone elses face and watch the tension seep out of 'em
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nnot exactly what either of you probably had in mind but i own this blog and i do what i like and i wanna draw breakbee <3
anyways weed smoking girlfriend hypnotizes you via weed smoking <3<3<3
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im enjoying shading more and more hhrg. hhhhrrrn... gghhrhrrgh...
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macgyvermedical · 1 month
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Drug Onset/Duration Times for Writers
Someone recently asked if I could do an onset times list and while I feel like I've done this before I couldn't find it, so here you go!
Onset time is the amount of time after administration that a drug begins to work. Onset times frequently have more to do with the route the drug is given than the particular drug. Generally an oral medication will start working in 30-60 minutes, a medication injected into the muscle (IM) will start working in 15-30 minutes, and a medication injected into a vein (IV) will start working in 1-5 minutes.
Duration times are how long a medication works once it starts working. Unlike onset times, these vary considerably depending on the medication itself and the route used to administer it.
Pain:
Aspirin (pain, fever)
Oral: Onset 30 minutes, duration 4-6 hours for pain (7-10 days for anticoagulation)
Acetaminophen (pain, fever)
Oral: onset 60 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IV: onset 5-10 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
Ibuprofen (pain, fever)
Oral: onset 30 minutes, duration 6-8 hours
IV: onset 30 minutes, duration 6-8 hours
Ketorolac (pain)
Oral: onset 30 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IV: onset 30 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
Morphine (pain)
Oral: onset 30 minutes, duration 3-5 hours
IM: onset 10-30 minutes, duration 4-5 hours
IV: onset 5-10 minutes, duration 4-5 hours
Fentanyl (pain)
IM: onset 7-8 minutes, duration 1-2 hours
IV: onset almost immediate, duration 30-60 minutes
Hydromorphone (pain)
Oral: onset 15-30 minutes, duration 3-4 hours
IV: onset 5 minutes, duration unknown
Sedation:
Lorazepam (agitation, anxiety)
Oral: onset 20-30 minutes, duration 6-8 hours
IV: onset 1-3 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IM: onset
Diazepam (anti-seizure, anxiety)
Oral: onset 15-60 minutes, duration 12+ hours
IV: onset 1-5 minutes, duration 12+ hours
IM: onset
Rectal: onset 5 minutes, duration 12+ hours
Haloperidol
Oral: onset 30-60 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IV: onset within seconds, duration 4-6 hours
IM: onset 5-15 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
Diphenhydramine (usually used together with lorazepam and haloperidol for emergency sedation for psych reasons)
Oral: onset 15-30 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IV: onset 5-10 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
IM: onset 30-60 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
Anti-Nausea:
Ondansetron
Oral: onset 15-30 minutes, duration 6-8 hours
IV: onset rapid, duration 4-8 hours
Promethazine
Oral: onset 20 minutes, duration 4-12 hours
IV: onset 5 minutes, duration 12+ hours
IM: onset 20 minutes, duration 12+ hours
Stimulants:
Methylphenidate:
Oral: onset 20-60 minutes, duration 3-4 hours
Amphetamine/Dexamphetamine:
Oral: onset 20-60 minutes, duration 4-6 hours
Recreational:
Marijuana
Smoked: onset 30 seconds to 10 minutes, duration 3-6 hours
Oral: onset 30-90 minutes, duration 4-12 hours
Ketamine
IV: onset 30 seconds, duration 5-10 minutes
Snorted: onset 10 minutes, duration 60 minutes
Alcohol
Oral: onset 10 minutes, duration about 1 hour per standard drink consumed
(at this point I tried to google others but it started giving me crisis hotlines so I stopped)
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alecz-obssesionz · 1 month
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Hollow smoking a blunt
Let's just say I didn't think Hollow's lack of mouth would let them smoke so I made Grimm help them✌️
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harveywritings92 · 5 months
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Sole, to Hancock: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
Hancock, takes a hit of jet: You mean literally or figuratively?
Sole: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...
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xstarkillerx · 2 months
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Rail
TW: Drug usage
Drabble based on this ask.
Dom toretto x fem!reader x Brian O'Conner
hop hop 🐇
Long, fat, red at the tip, Dom Toretto's cock is hot in your hands. The heady scent of musk, of body, of a long day working the garage and even longer night putting that RX-7 to work fills your lungs as you rail the line he so graciously laid for you on it. He's got one of his massive hands on your head, heavy, warm, thumb stroking your head affectionately while your swipe your nostrils, eyes squeezed shut at the momentary discomfort. On the other couch is Brian, eyes furrowed, keeping cautious, never really able to drop the cop in him that's ready to jump in if he needs to. He's got a half-smoked blunt burning away in his hand that has him too high to not be laced with something. Despite himself, despite the bizarre circumstance, Brian's fucking hard too.
"That good?" Dom asks, and with powder still on your nose. You look up at him with those pretty eyes like that line wasn't enough and you can squeeze more outta him if you're sweet enough about it. He gives a fond half-smile, his little fucking junkie. Dom swipes at your nose, collecting the powder with his thumb like a father with a snotty child. He does the same with the residue on his cock before invading your lips with the large digit and spreading it on your gums. Your tongue chases it, already feeling the way it makes the thin skin tingle. He watches your pupils change, watches the coke kick in and, fuck, that's the part that always gets him, makes his dick twitch. Corruption. Corruption and pretty young girls who just just can't help but look up to him, trust him, let him lead them astray. He remembers Letty, the way she watched him down the street her whole life, wanted nothing more than to get Dom's attention until she learned this was what you need to do to get it. She had that same look in her eye that first time, wild, hungry fucking ready to go. He's a sucker for it.
Your skin is hot, your heart is racing, you feel like you can fly. You shove Dom's cock in your mouth and almost too eagerly and swallow him down your throat, earning a hiss from Dom through gritted teeth. You can't see it but Dom's looking at Brian and suddenly you're a prop, a toy, like all the other pretty things he uses to get his rocks off. The air is thick between them, scored by the wet gagging sounds of your throat. Tears well up in your eyes when Dom starts fucking your face, hips moving off the couch to shove it deeper down your throat and back out again, you grasp at his thighs for purchase. Brian and Dom are locked in eye contact, Brian is breathing heavy, fingers twitching to to free his cock from his boxers but his limbs feel heavy and sluggish.
Gasping and drenched in your own spit, Dom pulls you off his cock before he cums and uses what saliva you left on it to jerk himself off. "Where'd you want it?" His voice is low, slurred with lust and his own cocktail of chemicals in his system. He doesn't normally ask you this, you know he likes coating your face, likes the mess it makes, the way your features skew when you try to keep it out of your eyes. The question wasn't for you. He isn't even looking at you.
Brian blinks slowly, his head tingles with every movement and his eyes are heavy. "Tits." he says simply through his laboured breathing. Dom complies, and Brian's hips twitch at the sight of your pretty chest coated in his cum.
Desperate to take back the attention of the room you stand from where you were kneeling and lean in and capture Dom's lips in a sloppy kiss, the spit on your face smearing against his skin. You can't help but whine at the feeling of his warm tongue against your own. His fingers find your cunt and he isn't gentle about it; rough and thick he spreads your wetness before shoving them inside. You whine and are forced onto your tip-toes for a moment. Dom breaks the kiss.
"Look at him." he says, directing your gaze over at Brian who can't take his eyes off of you. He's since pulled the waist of his boxers down below his cock and is stroking it, slow, easy, shiny with the spit he shot into his own hand to slick it. "Go on." Your attention is brought back to Dom. "This pussy's greedy, I can feel it. You wanna get fucked? Go on." He slides his fingers out and sticks them in your mouth before sending you across the room to Brian who sits up out of his slouched posture to make more room for you on the couch. You straddle him, knees on either side of his waist and wait for him to guide his cock into position before you sink down on it, and christ, it's almost too much. The coke has your nerves on fire, the entrance alone was enough to get you moaning, but his voice, god his voice, the sound he makes when you get your pussy on him is what heaven must sound like.
"Fuck." he breathes, head spinning, every limb in his body tingling and sensitive, for someone who was so quiet before, he can't seem to shut up now, groaning and whining with every movement you make. It's a slow and easy fuck, too lost in the feeling of your pussy being filled to wanna rush it. Brian fills you up just right, hitting a spot inside you that makes you double over and grab the backrest behind him just to stay upright, it puts your cum-coated tits in his face which he happily sucks on until they're clean, sore and purple. Your orgasm rolls in slow, with the promise of hitting like a giant wave, full body, and it makes you go faster to chase it. Brian is barely containing himself, hands at your waist, staring up at your pretty face while he does everything he can to hold onto his orgasm until you find yours. It's the way you clench when you're close that sends him over, he cums just before you do, enough to where you get the pleasure of hearing his ragged voice cry out while you fuck down on his now sensitive cock. His body is limp, like all life has left it, shot into your body with the cum that's oozing out of your cunt.
Sweaty, placid, hoping for another line you look behind you at Dom who's already making his way over to the couch you share with Brian. He sits down and pulls you in for another dirty kiss, right there, while Brian's still got his cock in you, and with the guidance of Dom's hand, Brian forms a half-tight fist on Dom's cock to stroke it until he cums again. You clean it off of his fingers when he does.
🐇 hop hop
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starker-sorbet · 3 months
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Boyfriends Peter and Tony sharing a joint while making out together
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sebsxphia · 1 year
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ninety days.
rhett abbott x reader.
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→ description: rhett’s there when you come home with a milestone.
→ c/w: a/a meetings, c/a meetings, drug and alcohol use and sobriety.
→ a/n: i went to my first ever cocaine anonymous group tonight and i got a ninety day chip! i was incredibly nervous, but to comfort myself i thought up of this lil’ drabble and i wanted to share it. i hope you enjoy it and it provides any level of comfort to you as well! <3 my ‘sobriety’ masterlist can be found here! my main masterlist can be found here! 💌
You stepped out of the truck and shut the door behind you. The sound of the door slamming and the jingle of your keys echoed endlessly throughout the empty night sky. Your limbs were restless and your eyes were bleary, but the familiar glow of the porch light drew you closer to home and comfort. Rural Wabang had thus far, no groups and you found yourself having to travel over an hour west for your nearest group. It was worth it though. Worth what was now dangling off your keychain.
“Hey, lover.” You called out to Rhett. You spotted him the moment you stepped inside and kicked off your boots. He was perched on the kitchen table and hunched over. He was engrossed in a book about cabin building you’d got him last Valentine’s.
Rhett looked up, catching your eye and a grin broke out onto his face. You’d walked through that door countless times, but it still made Rhett over the moon to see you home and safe.
“Hey, darlin’. How you doin’? How was it?” Like clockwork, Rhett got up from his seat, gave you a kiss to your chilled lips and you placed yourself down at the kitchen table with your keys.
You hummed in thought, “Good. Davey was there. I haven’t seen him in a while, but he’s getting better. Two weeks clean, I think he said.”
“That’s good. I saw his girl in town, I think they’re tryin’ make it work again.” Rhett replied as he busied himself with getting your half of dinner out of the microwave. Whilst he plated up your food and grabbed you a fork, you drew your attention back to your keys on the kitchen table. You fiddled with them gently and your thumb smoothed over the blue and gold painted chip.
“I got it.”
“Got—” Rhett started to question what you meant as he came up beside you to hand you your plate, but in turn he saw what you were fiddling with. “Oh, baby. You got it.”
The plate was pushed onto the table and Rhett threw his arms around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his warm torso. With your ear pressed up against his chest and through the rumbling vibrations, you could hear an endless string of praises coming from your cowboy. He bent down to press what felt like a million and one kisses to the top of your head before pulling away.
He cupped your soft cheeks in his contrasting rough and calloused hands. The crinkles in the corners of his eyes found their placing and his cobalt blue eyes bore into yours with love. “I’m so proud of you, m’ love.” Your own hands held onto his and gave them a light squeeze in response.
“Thank you, Rhett,” you beamed up at him.
Rhett pulled out the kitchen chair next to you and slung one arm around the back of your chair. He tucked you into his side as you made good work of your dinner, savoring the sweet taste of each bite. “What’d y’ wan’ do? We gotta do somethin’ this evenin’.”
Again, you hummed as you pondered Rhett’s question and the best way to celebrate your ninety days. “Bath. With bubbles and the rose bath bomb.”
Rhett wore a lopsided grin at your playful tone and he pressed another sweet kiss to your temple. “Anything for my sweet cowgirl.”
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wordswithkittywitch · 11 months
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Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, Aromantic
📗 - 📗 - 📗 🗝 - 🗝 - 🗝 🃏 - 🃏 - 🃏
Now accepting pride month moodboard requests. Today’s theme is aromantic.
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treason-and-plot · 11 months
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Fifteen minutes later Harry is still fully clothed and still hoovering lines of white powder into his nostrils. He and his mates bought an ounce before the ink was even dry on his contract, he tells Crystal. His mother told him (jokingly) not to spend his newfound wealth on cocaine and hookers, so he decided to do exactly that. Not all of it, of course, but a decent sized chunk. You only live once, right? He leans back in his chair and sighs and closes his eyes and tells her that they’re all going clubbing later, after another mate drops round with some white llamas. Does Crystal want to join them?
“I’m working, Sweetiepie,” Crystal says. ”I’ve got another booking straight after this one. Otherwise I’d love to.”
“Aww, that sucks,” says Harry. “I bet you’re a really great dancer.”
“I think you probably are too,” says Crystal. “Soccer players have to be pretty light and fast on their feet, don’t they?”
“Hey, I know! Let’s dance together, right here, right now!” says Harry. He jumps up and grabs the remote and finds a music channel on the TV. “Aw, yeah! This is a fucking great song. You like this song?”
“Sure,” says Crystal. They dance together for twenty minutes. Crystal is enjoying herself; Harry is a good dancer, and apart from squeezing her arse several times is the perfect gentleman.
“We haven’t got much time left, Babycakes,” she says finally, as they slow dance to John Legend. “Is there anything else you want to do before I go?”  
“Yeah! Some more coke!" he says eagerly.
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sweet-seishu · 2 years
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2:17am
bonten husband! inui seishu x fem! reader x designer! mitsuya takashi
warnings: mentions and usage of drugs (weed - joints/edibles) NSFW, smut, threesome, oral (m+f receiving) vaginal penetration from different partners, both men are pretty soft. if i missed any let me know and i'll add them! this is also very badly edited i apologize, and it's timestamped bc i can't think of a title
wc: 2.4k i think
a/n: for my sweet @httphaitani 's i got 5 on it collab<3 i hate this whole thing but i am not writing it again lol
network: @tokyometronetwork
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You had no clue how you got in the position you were in. Okay that's a lie, you knew how, but you never would have thought this dream of yours would be a reality.
It started with you heading to Bonten's headquarters, going to pay a visit to your husband. You passed by all of the other execs, giving them each a smile and a wave before going into your husband's office.
Inui smiled when you walked in, immediately noticing the way your eyes were glazed over and bloodshot, only chuckling to himself before you took a seat on his lap, attaching your lips to his in a sweet kiss before pulling away. You always smelt of weed and a soft perfume, something that inui could never get enough of.
"Hi baby." He smiled. "What brings you over here?"
"Need you to come with me to Takashi's shop! He made a dress for me and I want you to see it." You told him, a bright smile on your face. Inui quickly agreed, finishing up a few things before you both took off.
Now Inui knew you and Mitsuya were friends, he knew you two were close and also that you both had a past together. It never bothered him, he trusted you, and was happy you had Mitsuya to talk to if he was too busy. But he couldn't help but wonder if there was something more that you wanted as he watched you hug him, the way your arms squeezed him tightly, the smile on your face and sparkle in your eyes as you talked to Mitsuya, it made a weird feeling settle in Inui's gut.
"Takashi, I want to show Seishu the dress you made me!" You smiled.
"Sure thing." Mitsuya smiled, leading you to the dressing rooms, but not before you shot your husband a smile, following the lavender haired designer.
Mitsuya was talented, everyone knew that, the designer even tailored a few suits for some of the executives. But inui had to admit, he really outdid himself with your dress. They way the dark purple fabric hugged your every curve made inui's heart stop for a second, the slit that ran up your thigh not too revealing, but not innocent either, but what really caught his attention was how confident you looked, the way you ran your hands over your sides, praising mitsuya for how well he did.
"How does it look Sei?" You smiled, trying not to shiver at Mitsuya's light touches as he made some adjustments.
"You look absolutely breathtaking princess." Inui told you a small smile on his face. His eyes shifted to Mitsuya, who was looking at you in awe. Inui could see the expression on your face when Mitsuya’s fingers touched your skin, the way your body slightly shivered at his touch.
There was tension between the two of you, anyone could see it, and Inui was a very giving husband, always wanting to give you the world and more.
Which is why he pulled Mitsuya to the side when you went to go change, proposing something that Mitsuya just couldn't turn down.
It's how you ended up here, your back against your husband's chest as he fondled your bare breasts, turning your head so he could blow the smoke from the joint you were all sharing into your mouth, while Mitsuya ate you out like a man starved, pulling the prettiest sounds from your lips.
You were shocked to say the least when Inui proposed inviting Mitsuya into your bed while the three of you had dinner, and you couldn't help but feel guilty when he mentioned the tension between you and him. You and Mitsuya had been friends for a long time, even having a little fling when you were younger before you met the man who would inevitably steal your heart.
But you always knew there was something more between you and the lavendar haired designer, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it, but after your husband stated he wasn't mad, and that he wanted to do this for you, how could you say no?
You were already high before it even began, always being one to smoke a joint or take an edible to stay calm throughout the day, but now? you were higher than high, your body on fire as Inui touched you with his strong hands while Mitsuya got you closer and closer to euphoria.
"You feel good princess?" Inui asked, pinching one of your nipples while kissing your neck, both of your hands tugging at Mitsuya's soft hair.
"S-s'good seishu, m'so close." You moaned, tugging harshly at Mitsuya's lavender locks, making the designer groan as he sucked your clit into his mouth. "T-takashi, c-can I cum, please?"
"My good girl, asking for permission." Inui smiled, taking another hit of the joint, shotgunning it into your mouth again.
Mitsuya moaned against you, pulling away only to send you a smile. "Cum for me pretty girl, wanna taste you." He said softly, sucking your clit back into his mouth. You moaned his name loudly, your hips bucking against his face as you reached your climax. It was intense, the effect of the weed making it more pleasurable as you cried out Mitsuya's name, tugging at his hair as he drank everything you had you offer, groans falling from his lips as he tasted how sweet you were.
You whined when he pulled away, immediately missing the warmth of his mouth. He gave you a smile, his hands rubbing your thighs as you shivered. "Taste so sweet, Inupi wasn't kidding when he told me how good you tasted." Mitsuya told you, making your face turn a deep shade of pink as Inui chuckled behind you.
"She has the sweetest little pussy." Your husband said in a deep voice, kissing your neck softly. "Now get on all fours princess, want you to show Mitsuya how tight that pretty pussy is. You gonna let him feel it?"
You moaned, nodding before turning your head, kissing your husband sensually on the lips before turning over. You attached your lips to Inui's again, sighing at the taste of him before pulling away, sticking your ass in the air which made Mitsuya groan behind you.
"You cum in her, you're dead." Inui said bluntly, running a hand through your hair as you lowered your head down so your lips were hovering over his cock. Mitsuya only nodded, teasing your entrance with his tip before slowly pushing into you, making the both of you moan loudly at the feeling of one another.
"She's so fucking tight." Mitsuya groaned, his hips moving slowly so you could adjust to the stretch. "Fuck she feels so good."
"Mhm." Inui only smirked. "She always feels amazing, always so tight no matter how much I fuck her." He smiled down at you, cupping your cheek and softly tracing your cheekbone with his thumb. "How does he feel baby?"
"G-good, feels s'good." You moaned, wiggling your hips so Mitsuya would move faster. He easily picked up on the hint, his hips picking up the pace as you gasped from the sudden pleasure.
"M'glad, always want you to feel good princess." Inui told you. "Now I want you to use that pretty mouth of yours to make me feel good."
You quickly nodded, lowering your head so your lips were hovering over your husband's cock. You softly kissed the tip before fully engulfing him in your wet mouth, moaning around him when Mitsuya's tip kissed your g-spot.
Inui groaned, one of his hands moving to your head so he could thread his fingers through your hair, guiding you up and down on his cock. You were already so close to another orgasm, the groans coming from both men making you shiver as you clenched around Mitsuya and hollowed your cheeks.
"Fuck." Mitsuya moaned, gripping your hips tighter with his hands. "Gonna cum again pretty girl? Can feel you clenching, go on, let me feel you."
You moaned around Inui's cock, the coil in your belly snapping as you gushed around Mitsuya, making him hiss from how hard you clenched. He cursed before pulling out, making you whine at the loss as you pulled off of your husband.
"We need to switch." Mitsuya sighed. Inui nodded, pulling your face up to his and kissing you softly. You waited as both men moved around, smiling when you faced the lavender haired designer. Inui pulled you flush against him, lining his cock up with your entrance before slowly pushing in.
You couldn't help but notice the difference between them, Inui was thicker, the stretch always taking you by surprise when he impaled you onto his cock. But Mitsuya definitely had more length, quickly hitting deep within you when he pushed past your walls. Both men were perfect in different ways, making you feel like you were on cloud nine with the way they pleasured you.
Mitsuya couldn't help but watch your face, the way your eyes rolled back at the stretch of Inui's cock, the rise and fall of your chest, you were beautiful, ethereal even, and fuck he couldn't believe he got to see you in such a state. He's waited years to see you like this, and it was better than he ever imagined.
Inui held you, not moving as you cockwarmed him, giving you the chance to adjust to his size like he always did. You sighed at the feeling, grabbing another one of the pre-rolled joints and the lighter, putting the joint between your lips before lighting it, throwing the lighter back on the table.
You smiled, grabbing Mitsuya with your other hand, pulling his face towards yours before blowing the smoke into his mouth. He happily inhaled it before attaching his lips to yours, his tongue invading your mouth as you started to slowly move your hips, making Inui groan behind you.
The room was so hazy from the smoke, a sheen of sweat on all of your bodies as Inui began to thrust into you, causing you to gasp against Mitsuya's lips as his tip easily hit your g-spot like it always did. Mitsuya held your face, keeping your lips against his as you let one of your hands wrap around his cock, pumping him slowly as your tongues danced together.
"Wanna taste you Kashi- fuck!-" You cried out when Inui thrust harder, making you throw your head back against his shoulder. "S'good Seishu, always s'good." You slurred, moaning again when you felt Mitsuya grab your tits, pulling at your nipples before massaging the flesh.
"Feel good princess?" Inui asked, placing a kiss on your shoulder, his thrusts never faltering as Mitsuya took his hands from your breasts to grab the joint from your fingers, taking a few hits for himself and blowing more of the smoke into the air.
"S'good seishu, fuck you both make me feel s'good."
Mitsuya smiled at your statement, gently grabbing the back of your head so he could pull you into another kiss, blowing more smoke into your mouth before putting the joint out. "Want to feel that mouth of yours to pretty girl."
You eagerly nodded, moving so your ass was in the air once more, your husband not once leaving warmth of your gummy walls as you maneuvered yourself to be face to face with Mitsuya's cock.
You greedily took him into your mouth, making him hiss as you bobbed your head, up and down, hollowing out your cheeks every so often, making him groan as he guided you, his hands tangled into your locks.
Again, it was so much, your body was on fire as Inui pounded into you from behind, some of his thrusts causing you to choke on Mitsuya’s cock, causing drool to drop down your chin and your mascara to heavily run down your face. You were a mess, and you felt your third orgasm of the night approach quickly, causing you to moan around Mitsuya, the vibrations of your moans sending a shiver throughout his body.
"Fuck princess need you to cum f'me, gonna fill my pretty pussy up." Inui said from behind you, causing you to clench around him as Mitsuya started to gently buck his hips. Inui reached around you, one of his fingers rubbing your clit which quickly brought you to your release, your juices completely soaking him before his hips stilled, filling you completely making you moan louder.
Mitsuya bucked his hips a few more times before finally spilling his seed down your throat, which you happily swallowed as Inui helped you both ride out your orgasms.
The minute Inui pulled out of you, you flopped down onto the bed, your body felt like jelly from the orgasms and weed as you tried to even out your breathing. You sighed when you felt two strong hands on your back, massaging your muscles as another hand ran through your hair.
"How do you feel, pretty girl?" You heard Mitsuya ask, making you look up at him with a tired smile as he kept running his fingers through your locks
"Feel s'good." You mumbled, moaning when your husband dug deeper into your back. "Seishu, feels nice."
"You did so well for us princess, so proud of you." Inui smiled, leaving a few kisses on your skin before laying beside you and pulling you close. You hummed at his actions, pulling at Mitsuya's arm so he would lay down, which he happily agreed to.
You smiled in content as they both traced small shapes on your skin, Inui leaving small kisses on your shoulders every so often as you relaxed, the scent of sex and weed was heavy in the air, but it brought you comfort as you cuddled both men.
"Seishu?" You whispered. "If it's okay with you and Takashi.. could we do that again sometime?" You bit your lip, suddenly feeling shy from the question.
Both men only smiled at each other before looking at you, your body completely fucked out as you struggled to keep your eyes open.
"Whatever my princess wants, we can do this again baby, I have no problem with it." Inui told you, before looking at Mitsuya. "What do you say?"
"I'm willing to do this again." Mitsuya smiled at you, moving some hair from your face. You moved to kiss him softly before turning around to kiss your husband.
"I love you Seishu, thank you." You whispered, pecking his lips again.
"I love you to princess, now get some rest, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow." He winked, making Mitsuya chuckle as you finally fell asleep in their arms.
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batwynn · 4 months
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Remembering that time when I was five and didn’t even know filters existed—never mind knowing how to stop talking—and I was out with my grandmother (divorced from my grandfather) having a lovely day in a lovely little Maine town in the 90s.
The thing about Maine in the 90s was certain things like smoking weed was illegal across the country and generally frowned upon, but Mainers simply Did Not Care and more than happily grew and smoked pot anyway. The other thing about Maine is most of those Lovely Little Towns are constantly full of out of state tourists coming to buy kitch and eat lobster. These tourists tended to be from states that generally did not have the same attitude about pot as Mainers did. It was still considered a Very Bad Thing To Do.
So when my five year old self saw an older gentleman smoking a classic tobacco pipe amongst a crowd of tourists I remarked, on the top of my lungs, that my grandfather had a pipe too! Not that kind of pipe, though!
There was literally a beat of shocked silence before my grandmother laughed a little too loudly and said something about it being a different color or some nonsense. Of course no one, like, ratted out my five-year-old self and my grandfather out to the police for that. But there were definitely some shocked button-upped folks in that lovely little town that day.
Anyway, that was the one and only time I was a snitch.
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save-the-data · 2 months
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Dead Friend Forever - DFF | S01E12
Thai Drama - 2023
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It's an ambiguous ending, cliffhanger. Survived or trapped in their own personal hell in a fate worst than death?
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(Jason has to temporarily move back in to Wayne Manor and isn't happy about it)
Dick: Hey. You're the one who took a pill you found in your pocket and destroyed your apartment. Jason: Well, in my defense, there was a dragon in there...
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wincestdailyheadcanons · 10 months
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Wincest Headcanon #142 Sam, being a health nut, avoids smoking, but he doesnt mind it when Dean smokes pot, and pulls him close, pressing their lips together and blows out the smoke into his mouth and lungs.
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