oh neil—

So good to see the girls in flames this time. Kicking butt and taking names.

thank u for suggesting!

Henry: we know this already. Weed is canonically present at Litchfield house. And I mean my god, What lies at the exact intersection between theatrical, well-funded diva and teen who watches gaming play-throughs in their underwear? the answer is weed. Next question.

Gansey: always wants for experiences, so he’s very keen. pays $50 an gram (from Henry’s dealer) says excelsior! Before ripping a fat cone absolutely sideways - has a 10min coughing fit - takes an hour and a half to smoke one joint as he leans against a factory window, looking up at the stars and crying real, historic tears about glendower. Swears he can feel the lay line in his Body. draws an illegible map. calls adam (ronan by proxy), blue, helen and some dude from his rowing team just to just say I Love You.

Adam: stressed, witchy and at college? Please he probably scrys into bong water at this point.  but really, I just want this boy to have a nice relaxing nightcap and a full nights rest.

Noah: not just a rich sk8terboi with blink-182 stickers on his car, but one with a creative, hyperactive mind? A typical, nay, stereotypical case of teen stoner and had he been allowed to live into the 2010s he would have bought and owned weed socks. Sorry.

Ronan: “liked his habits with a hangover” okay edgelord Lynch wouldn’t be super keen, but what he is keen on is Adam and sitting on a hay bail watching the sunset, giggling and waxing poetic/incomprehensible about adam’s hands. Making out in the grass whilst lost in the sauce on the grass itself. Many lovely evenings are spent this way but it is Weird to dream on.

Blue: tries it once but doesn’t like how it changes her thought processing. This one falls more on sensible than fanciful. Also, too easy? When your mum and additional mums are all loose fitted, sage burning psychics it would just be cliché? Pro decriminalisation.

     Without any hesitation, she stretched her arms around his neck. Who was this Blue? She felt bigger than her body. High as the stars. He leaned toward her—her heart spun again—and pressed his cheek against hers. His lips didn’t touch her skin, but she felt his breath, hot and uneven, on her face. His fingers splayed on either side of her spine. Her lips were so close to his jaw that she felt his hint of stubble at the end of them. It was mint and memories and the past and the future and she felt as if she’d done this before and already she longed to do it again.      Oh, help, she thought. Help, help, help.      He pulled away. He said, “And now we never speak of it again.”

character posters: victor vale, villains

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“ The absence of pain led to an absence of fear, and the absence of fear led to a disregard for consequence.”

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