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quikyu · 6 months

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i LOVE portia and momo. Please more of them?? They r so adorable. And ur artstyle is so cute!!!! Thank u thank u keep being amazing <3

OOOUEUHEHEEEEE THIS MAKES ME SO JOYFUL!! WHAT A JOLLY THING TO HEAR THANK YOU ANON!!! OF COURSE YOU CAN HAVE MORE!!

Enjoy!!!!!!

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sportsandlaughs · 6 months

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#instagram #job interview #kermit the frog #cocaine #drugs #fail #oops

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primeministerofantarctica · 1 year

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"the chaotix overdosed on lsd in one of the sonic comics" is already the best piece of trivia to spring on people not intimately familiar with sonic the hedgehog lore and yet that sentence doesn't even capture how fucking insane that plot is. they're not even trying to do lsd they just ate carnival food that was laced with it. they're investigating the carnival food because numerous people have died from overdosing after eating it. they investigate for all of five minutes before shrugging and deciding to dig in. there's a character that shows up posthumously and is ONLY known in the entire canon as "that guy who died from eating an lsd chili dog". said character is (was) the best friend of the now-six year old baby of the franchise (who watched him die ofc). nobody can genuinely tell if this is supposed to be an anti-drugs psa or not. this is from the same series where knuckles the echidna is a christ figure.

#astra rambles #drugs tw #this is longer than i thought it would be oop #i love this plotline it is so stupid. spinning it around in my head 24/7

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naamahdarling · 1 month

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#my psych who prescribes my psych meds is a resident and is moving on in a couple of months #i don't even remember the names of them all at this point #this happens over and over and I cannot find a clinic that will put me with someone who intends to stay #thst will also prescribe my adhd meds #and my anxiety meds #and the real kicker is that twice now they have LIED about it and said they would #only to reveal after all the hoop-jumping that oops sorry they didn't really mean it #so it's a risk i have to take any time i leave #and rhen there's the issue of new people almost always wanting to DO something #but instead of talking to me about it they just decide that my meds need overhauling and pressure me to go off shit that works #but that they morally object to i guess #and my psych for some stupid reason has decided she wants bloodwork for my cholesterol and blood sugar stuff and im just like #what hell does THIS presage because if she harasses me about the results or tries to put me on drugs for that #I'll give her a nasty scrap about it #im not interested in those meds at all #and im certainly not messing with my diet since food is the only pleasure i get most days and even that is marginal at best #and removing that would just make me worse #but medpros for the most part really don't give a fuck about that #and so now im afraid - because i do not and cannot trust them - that if i disapprove of the meds they will retaliate somehow #which good luck proving that when management and oversight often don't even care if they course of treatment will HARM you #if it relates to being fat or having bad numbers #they just gotta pathologize!#so yeah im sick of everything and just kind of want to bury myself in a bog forever #i shouldn't have to deal with this

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boxfullaturtles · 17 days

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Donnie + gagged and/or drugged

If he ever gets out of this chair, Donnie's going to cut out Kendra's tongue so he doesn't have to hear her stupid voice anymore.

She's spent the last ten minutes gloating and rubbing it in his face that she has him tied up and at her mercy. He's given up interrupting her because the banter's gotten boring. And his wrists are starting to hurt from the bindings holding him to the chair.

"--which means we obviously need you and your dumb brothers out of the way for a while," Kendra's saying, pacing in front of him as she preaches, "So in a few minutes we're gonna have a visitor. They're gonna give me a shit ton of money...and we're gonna give you to them. Don't worry, they take care of exotic animals, I'm sure you'll be fine."

That makes his temper flair, "Animal!? ANIMAL!? I am not some pet! This is human trafficking!" He snarls, wrenching against his restraints.

"It might be...if you were human," Kendra laughs, cruel and nasty and cold. Jeremy looks smug. Jase is nowhere to be seen.

Donnie snaps his teeth in frustration and decides he doesn't want to stick around to play her game anymore. His markings flicker as he calls his mystic powers to the surface. Constructs are clicking into an array of guns around him when a needle bites into his elbows. It breaks his concentration and he whips his head around to glare at Jase, who'd snuck up behind the chair while Donnie had been preoccupied by Kendra.

Fuck.

There's an empty syringe in his hand. Donnie's heart pounds in his chest as his gaze snags on it. He looks up sharply at Jase, who won't meet his eyes, and then turns to stare at Kendra.

"What did you do? What was in that?"

"You need to be less...bitey for our client," Kendra says with that mean smile of hers, "Rellaaaxxx, it'll make you feel good, Von Ryan. It'll be the best trip you've ever had."

Panic is making his breath come faster. Drugged. She's drugged him. And he swears he can feel it surging through his veins, his frantic heart pumping it through the rest of his body. He's never done hard drugs; he and Leo had the curious bit of weed every now and then but even that was a rare thing, done only in the confines of secrecy and solitude when they knew without a shadow of a doubt that they would not need their wits about them for several hours.

"Kendra--" Donnie chokes on his voice. This is ludicrous. It doesn't feel real. Sure, the Purple Dragons have tried to kill him and his brothers half a dozen times, but they're too stupid and incompetent to actually do it.

But now Donnie's tied to a chair, at their mercy, and he--

His head feels strange.

The room has started tilting like the deck of a ship. (He’s never been on a ship at sea. He's never been to the ocean.) He sways, rocks, his body is loosely connected by sinew and bone, wet meat and hot blood. Inefficient and easily damaged.

He doesn't like this. It's weird. Everything's wrong.

The world groans and vibrates with movements and sound. He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to block it all out. His own breath whistles down his throat and he can feel the creak of his lungs expanding balloons, pushing his plastron, stretching his flesh, muscles flexing and contracting, organs settling, blood racing--

Fingers dig into his face, tilt his head up, and he blinks against the lights. There's someone leaning over him, bigger than Kendra. A stranger. Donnie whines, feels the sound vibrate in his skull (he can count the vertebrae in his spine and so can Leo). His eyes roll. The stranger's touch is poison ivy; it makes his flesh itch and burn. He tries to pull away but they tighten their hold, grinding into his jaw bones. There are voices but he can't remember what sounds words make and he only catches a few things.

"-------old did you------------looks young---------"

"----teen I guess------never asked."

The stranger's thick fingers pry Donnie's mouth open, running a clinical finger over his gums and examining his teeth. He lets out a garbled wretch. He can taste the atoms that make them up, every place they've been sticking to their filthy hands, smearing dirt inside his mouth (stop stop stop stopstopstopstoptstop). But he doesn't have the strength to resist or even spit the horrid flavor out. He's floating a million miles away. There are stars in his bloodstream.

Hands leave heat trails over Donnie's arms and down his plastron. His gear is peeled away, the bindings removed. Some distant part of him screams to run, but his body and mind giggle and remain boneless rubber.

"----like this or------"

"----bites-------dose of some-------"

His body jerks, slumping forward. Someone's trying to pry the battleshell off his back and he lets out a high pitched keen that pops in his own eardrums.

("Don't be afraid, little Hamato...")

No. No no no no nononononono--

("You are not alone.")

Violet neon light erupts around him, blinding and avenging.

The world turns with rapid click click click click click.

A blaze of noise. He's dropped, the stranger's hands are gone. He hits the floor and he can hardly breathe, his head spinning in a million different directions, trickling into electrical outlets and clambering up grounding lines.

He's spread so thin...

...what was his name again? (where are his brothers?)

There's something sticky and warm on his hands. On his chest. It smells like iron. Metal and heat and something grinding to a halt. A dead engine. Ozone.

No one's touching him anymore.

The universe has gone quiet.

#oops this one got longer than i meant it to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#what's more fun than drugging your character?#drugging your character and letting their powers go haywire in a panic #tmnt angst prompts #rottmnt #donnie #sage writes turtles #tw drugs #tw non consensual drug use

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shit-people-probably-didnt-say · 3 months

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Me: *Doesnt take my anxiety meds for 2.5 weeks*

Also me: Why am I so anxious??

#i forgot to pick them up #oops #i drive home on autopilot and keep forgetting to go to the drug store #not turtles #anxeity #tw: anxiety

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falderaletcetera · 1 month

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feeling inordinately soft at the realisation that at the end of the Father Brown cult ep (really not my favourite), when sid and susie say they've heard that mrs mccarthy stole her strawberry scone recipe and mrs m (quite fairly) takes their scones back and has to chase sid off-screen for his, father brown quietly offers his one to susie.

context is that susie is officially hired by them to clean the presbytery and she has a rough time in this ep, and father brown generally takes any and every opportunity to have sweet things (good for him dot png.)

inordinately soft about it

#this is in fact a necessary moment of loving playfulness after a rather grim ep so I appreciate it #father brown #iroh-coded he's iroh-coded. I'm so normal about this #I was about to say he's less dippy than iroh #but given the ''oops I just took drugs via a cake left out for scandalous guests in a scandalous house. for the second time'' incident #well. bless him.#going from s11 to s1 is weird because I actually have no clue if s11 brenda is hired by them or not #and while I'm Very glad we're not constantly reminded she's a servant it's jarring going back to this #where we are in fact frequently reminded that s1 susie is a servant #mrs mccarthy be nicer challenge #I get that she fulfills a specific role in the story and sort of balances out father brown so it doesn't feel totally improbable but still #anyway. yes I am in fact fine (no I am not) just pausing to have feelings about tiny acts of kindness by fictional characters.#falderal speaks

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hungerpunch · 16 days

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i see even comedy that doesn't typically "punch down" has circled back around to using crackhead/crackwhore as a joke. i'm so exhausted by you all. you are so cruel, so casually callous, it's worrisome. you don't realize how easily that could be you. you think you're so superior, so pure, so intelligent as if addiction cares about how smart you are or what you do in life. as if this entire country (usamerica) is not machinated in a way to get people hooked on painkillers. as if the docuseries industry isn't busting with expositions that reveal the wide-ranging sprawl of addiction here and exactly how manipulated we have been. as if loads of people in "white collar" jobs aren't addicts. as if loads of stay at home parents aren't addicts. as if addicts can't have pearly smiles and collect a paycheck. as if there's any real merit between the person who got into a party drug as an impressionable kid then couldn't stop and the lawyer who started doing coke to stay awake for 80-hour workweeks then couldn't stop and the unsuspecting patient who was prescribed opioids by a doctor then couldn't stop. there's not. no one is better than anyone else. addiction is leveling. equalizing.

and the worst part is you are one, too, you up there on your high horse. you're addicted to something. something in this world has its claws in you, its grip on you, that you want to stop but can't, that you could not stop without support. so shut up. shut the fuck up. the people you call crackwhores, meth heads, junkies, etc. they are real fucking people. we are real fucking people just like you. we are real people who deserve your fucking respect and compassion. we are just people who are trying to exist within a system that is trying to eat us alive, just like the rest of you. it's not cute. it's not fucking cute. it's not cool. stop fucking laughing.

#lol brb i'm gonna go have a cry now then throw myself into work #i am feeling so worn by how intentionally mean people are to each other like #not the oops i didn't realize that was offensive kind but the #intentionally. on purpose. derisive and dismissive and cold. and unwilling to reach for empathy or compassion or consideration at all.#yeah keep knocking us down to size. one day it will be you if it's not already.#a doctor prescribed me xanax when i was SIXTEEN FUCKING YEARS OLD. FOR MIGRAINES.#i realize i have yet to process how that affected the next [check notes] 14 years of my life #you know. since. he just kept refilling it for me even though years would pass btwn seeing me in person lol.#anyway wow sorry think i just found out what i need to talk abt in therapy this wk!#my lyfe #driveby post #addiction #drugs

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philyaoi · 1 year

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dnp huffin a doobie

#HOW DID I NOT POST THIS ONE OOPS #dnp #dan and phil #myart #phanart #dnpart #amazingphil #daniel howell #drugs tw i guess sorry

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sae-mian · 6 hours

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BOOK GENRES /// NIRA'SAE

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Nira'sae is not a big fan of reading.

Largely just because they find it difficult. Their education was... minimal, to start with - a situation only worsened by the fact that they have relatively severe dyslexia. "Reading" is something they've had to work at since they moved to Gridania, and it's something they're still working at.

That in mind, they rarely read for the pleasure of reading - mostly just for research purposes.

(Though they do have a little soft spot for cheesy romance novels. Those are some of the only fiction books they can manage to get through.)

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thank you @hazelkjt for the tag!!! ♥

i'll be tagging: @humblemooncat, @impossible-rat-babies, @verysmallcyborg, @azems-familiar and @lilvulpix-alex

#ffxiv #ffxiv oc #nira'sae #tagged #if some of this looks. scuffed.#oops i am on Drug

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a-physical-avatar-of-scribbles · 10 months

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POV: you're the girl

#fear and hunger #fear & hunger #f&h #cahara #tw blood #tw dismemberment #tw drug mention #spinmp's cooler art tag #can't believe i forgot to post this. oops

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defiedfate · 3 months

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Angel's hands were trembling. There was something HARD in his system. What that was one could only guess. After all, by the time Valentino knocked on the penthouse door, he had been alone for some time post-shoot. And that was time enough to sample anything and everything Hell had to offer.

Opening the door with a practiced compliance, the spider raised his tired eyes up to the waiting moth. Swept aside to make room for him to step into the room and closed the door once he was inside.

"You took too long." Angel's voice sounded strange, even to him, but he tried not to think about it as he adjusts the collar of his robe and closed the distance between them. Pressed one hand to to center of Val's chest to guide him backward toward the large, lavish bed made up for just one reason. But his hand wasn't steady against Val's figure and he drew it back to run fingers through his hair. "I was waitin' for ya."

@e-m-p-error liked for a smut starter

#e m p error #encounters ;; angel dust #cw valangel #cw drug use #val // angel #there isn't any smut to this smut starter oop

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