#drug reference

[dostarve]

The peculiar children as random text posts because I think i’m hilarious

Pt 1

[lexosaurus]

One of my favorite types of comments on Everything Was White is when people comment on the first night of Danny being home something to the effect of being all excited he's making so much progress!! He's connecting with his friends!! Completely missing that the little ghost boy who could is uhhhhh high on that opioid he casually took (for the first of what will be many times). They're just so excited to see him happy that their brain completely skipped over that little teeny tiny fact.

Cut to me evil cackling on the other side of my screen like oh babe sweet summer child you have nooooo idea nooooo ideaaaaaa

[scleracentipede]

only real Gothamites relate

(Sticker coming soon)

[aaaaaaallljffourrhodri]

Thanks to @fungifanart for giving me the ok to use the promt

Yuu loved his friends they were rowdy sometimes sure but that didn't stop them for being friends.

Yuu loved his friends even when they were rude with him.

Yuu loved his friends even when they called him out for having no magic

Yuu loved his friends even when they freeloaded at his dorm

Yuu loved Grim even if he would exchange Yuu's soul for some tuna

Yuu... didn't know if he actually loved his friends anymore.

It was draining for him to deal with them.

Time passed and Yuu barely couldn't stand them anymore.

Yuu was tired to be used over and over and over AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVE-

By the headmage... or for his friends... even willing to give up his living place for their well being. But if that was true why were the photo's of them taken by the ghost camera moving less and less everyday... maybe... just maybe he could...

The first photo Yuu ever took was the first one to come alive. And as he took it out of the photo album 3 of the five people jumped out of the photo. Ace, Deuce and Grim the only two remaining in the figure were Yuu himself and Crowley.

"Yuu... what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Yuu didn't even notice he was crying.

"Hey! I can't have a sad henchman cmon smile!" Said the Grim

"Prefect don't cry... you know that crying is lame when you smile it's better!"

One by one copies of their so called friends jumped out of the photos.

They were all... so nice to Yuu... Yuu wanted to be never apart from them.

Grim was preoccupied. The Prefect exited less and less put of his room nor to lesson. The whole dorm wrapped in a inky smell. Grim sensitive nose couldn't andle it. He himself was passing more and more night at other dorms than his own.

Grim looked around in class: their henchman wasn't in class... again.

Grim was terrified of Yuu... everyone was...

As Grim and the first year group (minus Yuu) was walking to Sam store they saw the prefect searching from something.

"Prefect long time no see!" Said Epel approaching Yuu. Epel was scared when he saw the look the prefect gave him "oh hi Epel as I was saying last night-"

"Last night? What do you mean last night?" The realisation hit Yuu in the face he was talking to the wrong Epel.

Epel backed away as the magicless boy began to laugh holding his head left eye twitching while looking around in desperation. Only to run away minutes later.

The other first year's whatced the scene unfold looking lost and with a newly gained fear of the magicless prefect.

Yuu returned to his room to his RƏaŁ friends he looked happily around the room recognising the now disfigured silhouette of Vil and Rook. He couldn't here anything as the ringing in his hears got louder and his vision blurry...

A crazed laugh sounded trough the whole campus.

Riddle Roseheart was going to the library to do a quick rewiev of alchemy for the test that was happening the day after. When the laugh reached his ears. He felt goosebumps.

Trein was displeased and worried. The prefect didn't show up to class anymore. He needed to confront the prefect about this!

As he came to the door of Ramshackle Lucius meowed (Trein be carefull there is something wrong with this place) opening the door Trein found sight of no one only a black liquid dripped infront of him. Noticing the familiar liquid, Trein ran back out before calling the professor emergency line.

"Trein I swear if this is another of your lectures about hygiene I'm closing this call." Said Crewel sounding annoyed "Not this time I need all of Yuu at Ramshackle now!" Trein closed the call.

After a while the professors arrived (and Sam too) "Trein what's happening why call us at the pup's dorm!" Asked Crewel amused "Come after me" the old history teacher said firmly

After that event, even the staff was afraid of Yuu.

Idia had never found a blot concentration bigger than ramshackle dorm. So much blot that it was scary. Even if the blot couldn't make the prefect go overblot it still affected his behaviour and healt. It was also strange how all of the blot came from an objected that didn't produce blot.

The prefect was taken by S.T.Y.K.S in a cage... like a beast without reason.

The prefect was not himself anymore.

The real prefect was living in an idilliac world were everyone was always nice with him and nothing did go wrong. Then he noticed something...

Wasn't Grim tail pitchforked? Why is it normal? The world started spinning around when suddenly Yuu found himself locked in a cage with cushion walls... was he? In an asylum?

What had happened? Where did all of his friends go... then he started to remember...

That day after he met Epel, the pictures stopped moving. No more of his friends were there... only distorted figures of them. After that, the memories were a fuzzy mess. All the good things that happened... was it all a sick dream? What was he doing in the real world while dreaming of such perfect place.

Black tears streamed down his face as he started to call for somebody... anybody...

A figure appeared at the door of the cell. Idia Shroud. The look in his face was full of dread and esitation, but he still entered the cell.

"Yuu... how are you feeling?" "Idia, why am I here? I don't know where I am. I'm scared. What's happening?"

Idia expression softened before running towards the prefect, hugging him: "Yuu I'm so glad you're back... the others are also gonna be so happy..."

Little did Yuu know that no one except the shroud brothers would see him as before for the others. He would be from that moment the human who turned in a beast. Yuu wasn't told that he had MURDERED a student during his beast like state... Idia covered it up... Yuu would live from that moment encased in a piercing depressing reality in eternity searching that idilliac word he once lived in...

From that moment Yuu would fear to death the ghost camera and the dangers that come with it.

[dandydogboy]

A collection of Mary Jane related images (he/she/they)

[votive-candle]

'Glasgow's Bacchus 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 🍇'

i feel like there's a lot of art scattered around from my last couple years at art school that i just never really got around to posting here! i was so chuffed with this one - really hoping to make a lot more pieces with Innes and my other Scotland based OCs in reference to renaissance/baroque paintings, but we’ll see :’)

[clove-pinks]

I am BEGGING people to listen to the song "Battle of Lake Erie" by Same Latitude As Rome (also on Spotify).

Listen to this song and tell me this isn't the characterization of Robert Heriot Barclay and Oliver Hazard Perry:

[violetmuses]

Don't Look Back - A. Aretas ❤️‍🩹

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Part II ❤️‍🩹

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2024

With James McGrath outright dead, the Miami Police Department could work together and exonerate deceased Captain Conrad Howard.

“Be good.” Detective Mike Lowrey glanced toward his estranged son, previous criminal Armando Aretas.

“It's not up to you, Detective.” Aretas pulled confidence without smiling and fist bumped Lowery, trailing this motorboat to escape the federal government.

One evening, the doorbell rang when Lowrey and his wife Christine finished dinner.

Checking that RING Camera, Christine almost jumped through kindness upon realization.

“Mike, open the door!” Christine cheered with the biggest smile and nearly giggled for once.

Armando returned.

Standing on the porch tonight, Aretas held small luggage and waited.

“Hey.” Revealing slightly accented English, Armando greeted Mike for the first time since leaving.

“Come inside.” Knowing better than to overreact, Lowrey welcomed his son regardless.

______

By that next day, Armando plotted the guest bedroom located upstairs, yet few belongings took space when essentials grounded his spot.

Taking this much-needed shower, Aretas headed downstairs and joined breakfast, thankful to survive at all.

“Morning.” Mike clipped, sitting with Christine at the kitchen table.

“Good morning.” Armando spoke here, but wouldn't grin and quietly accepted this meal through silence.

*****

Sooner than later, red tape pulled strings when Armando finally came back to the police department.

“Nephew!” Marcus Burnett, Mike's longtime partner, almost shouted to look for Aretas.

“Ignore what's going on.” Mike rolled both eyes after taking off sunglasses.

“Okay.” Armando stopped himself from driving back home

Marcus shuffled footsteps across the room, but Mike shook his head.

“Uh-uh! Don't even hug him.” Lowrey warned his best friend.

“Aww, Mike! Why didn't you tell me?” Marcus set theatrics and nearly cried. “He's back.”

“We'll talk, all right?” Mike settled Marcus down and walked toward the briefing room with Armando.

______

Voices echoed when Aretas joined Mike near seating.

Despite everything, Armando glanced over and noticed you for the first time.

Perhaps time ruined his focus, but Armando couldn't help observing.

No matter what happens next, you look gorgeous right now.

“Who's that?” Aretas leaned toward his father, genuinely curious.

“Oh!” Joyful, Mike then raised one brow and smiled. “She's your partner. Hey, Rook!”

When Mike shortened one nickname, you glanced to see him waving closer.

“Hi! What's going on?” Smiling, you greeted both men.

“This is my son Armando.” Mike stepped back for the introduction.

“Hello.” Cordial beyond rumors and headlines, you shook hands with Aretas. “Welcome back.”

“Thank you.” Profesional, Armando wouldn't illuminate his expression.

Before anyone could move forward with their conversation, Captain Rita Secada stood behind the podium and began this meeting.

No games whatsoever. You thought.

_______

Sunset painted this Florida skyline as you left the building.

“Take care.” You stand near Mike's classic Porsche while Armando takes the passenger seat.

“Hey, c'mere.” Aretas gestured his hand and motioned calls.

“What's up?” You stepped closer and Aretas took out his new cell phone.

“Just in case.” Setting that number, Armando traded contacts.

“See you next time.” You leave, but Armando watches your car roll out.

*****

“Armando!” One loud voice screeched throughout the nightclub when Tabitha strutted past neon lights.

Oh, no. You've heard stories and Mike definitely explained Tabitha's wild card.

“Not the time.” Armando took charge, no longer wearing his Bud Light shirt with dirty jeans.

Sporting black, Aretas looped his arm around your shoulder for the mission.

“Oh, she's really cute. Do you want some money?” Tabitha scoped your appearance.

“No, thanks. Help out.” You then spoke up this time.

“What's the plan?” Tabitha sized you up and Armando stepped back regardless.

“Tell us the drop location or I'll shut everything down.” Your hand lingered this veiled firearm.

Another drug deal would poison this city if law enforcement couldn't move fast.

“Just a few blocks away, but are y'all fucking each other yet?” Tabitha stuck out her tongue and messed with you.

“Stop it.” You whispered, trading gum instead and leaving with Armando.

_______

Red and blue overcasts brightened all streets to end this caper. The AMMO squad hustled once more.

“You good?” Armando learned the habit of checking after missions took place.

“Tabitha asked me something stupid.” Your eyes rolled skyward.

“What?” Armando squinted past his brown eyes and you couldn't veil the truth here.

“She asked if we hooked up.” You immediately cringed right now.

“Not unless you wanna…I mean…shit!” Aretas caught himself moments later.

“Wait!” You playfully nudged his arm and ran in heels while laughing.

“My bad, I'm sorry. It was a joke!” Armando catches your footsteps, but you kiss his cheek, exiting the crime altogether.