#TEAM INDICA

[thunderheadfred]

anxiously waiting for my state to legalize recreational cannabis (luckily we're on track for that to happen this year)

because even though I've never been much of a recreational user, I'm increasingly interested in growing my own high-CBD/CBN medicinal stuff at home to A) have a neat new project and B) help manage my sleep disorders, depression and ADHD (none of which qualify under our state's current restrictive medical policy )

[paninicupcakke]

More shitpostsss :D now I can clear up some storage on my phone yay!

[bluntsinmymilkshake]

4/20 is coming up here’s some of my fav pics I’ve taken this year and last year 😶‍🌫️ last pic has my sick ass team sesh shoes 👀 👀

[reasonsforhope]

"With “green corridors” that mimic the natural forest, the Colombian city is driving down temperatures — and could become five degrees cooler over the next few decades.

In the face of a rapidly heating planet, the City of Eternal Spring — nicknamed so thanks to its year-round temperate climate — has found a way to keep its cool.

Previously, Medellín had undergone years of rapid urban expansion, which led to a severe urban heat island effect — raising temperatures in the city to significantly higher than in the surrounding suburban and rural areas. Roads and other concrete infrastructure absorb and maintain the sun’s heat for much longer than green infrastructure.

“Medellín grew at the expense of green spaces and vegetation,” says Pilar Vargas, a forest engineer working for City Hall. “We built and built and built. There wasn’t a lot of thought about the impact on the climate. It became obvious that had to change.”

Efforts began in 2016 under Medellín’s then mayor, Federico Gutiérrez (who, after completing one term in 2019, was re-elected at the end of 2023). The city launched a new approach to its urban development — one that focused on people and plants.

The $16.3 million initiative led to the creation of 30 Green Corridors along the city’s roads and waterways, improving or producing more than 70 hectares of green space, which includes 20 kilometers of shaded routes with cycle lanes and pedestrian paths.

These plant and tree-filled spaces — which connect all sorts of green areas such as the curb strips, squares, parks, vertical gardens, sidewalks, and even some of the seven hills that surround the city — produce fresh, cooling air in the face of urban heat. The corridors are also designed to mimic a natural forest with levels of low, medium and high plants, including native and tropical plants, bamboo grasses and palm trees.

Heat-trapping infrastructure like metro stations and bridges has also been greened as part of the project and government buildings have been adorned with green roofs and vertical gardens to beat the heat. The first of those was installed at Medellín’s City Hall, where nearly 100,000 plants and 12 species span the 1,810 square meter surface.

“It’s like urban acupuncture,” says Paula Zapata, advisor for Medellín at C40 Cities, a global network of about 100 of the world’s leading mayors. “The city is making these small interventions that together act to make a big impact.”

At the launch of the project, 120,000 individual plants and 12,500 trees were added to roads and parks across the city. By 2021, the figure had reached 2.5 million plants and 880,000 trees. Each has been carefully chosen to maximize their impact.

“The technical team thought a lot about the species used. They selected endemic ones that have a functional use,” explains Zapata.

The 72 species of plants and trees selected provide food for wildlife, help biodiversity to spread and fight air pollution. A study, for example, identified Mangifera indica as the best among six plant species found in Medellín at absorbing PM2.5 pollution — particulate matter that can cause asthma, bronchitis and heart disease — and surviving in polluted areas due to its “biochemical and biological mechanisms.”

And the urban planting continues to this day.

The groundwork is carried out by 150 citizen-gardeners like Pineda, who come from disadvantaged and minority backgrounds, with the support of 15 specialized forest engineers. Pineda is now the leader of a team of seven other gardeners who attend to corridors all across the city, shifting depending on the current priorities...

“I’m completely in favor of the corridors,” says [Victoria Perez, another citizen-gardener], who grew up in a poor suburb in the city of 2.5 million people. “It really improves the quality of life here.”

Wilmar Jesus, a 48-year-old Afro-Colombian farmer on his first day of the job, is pleased about the project’s possibilities for his own future. “I want to learn more and become better,” he says. “This gives me the opportunity to advance myself.”

The project’s wider impacts are like a breath of fresh air. Medellín’s temperatures fell by 2°C in the first three years of the program, and officials expect a further decrease of 4 to 5C over the next few decades, even taking into account climate change. In turn, City Hall says this will minimize the need for energy-intensive air conditioning...

In addition, the project has had a significant impact on air pollution. Between 2016 and 2019, the level of PM2.5 fell significantly, and in turn the city’s morbidity rate from acute respiratory infections decreased from 159.8 to 95.3 per 1,000 people [Note: That means the city's rate of people getting sick with lung/throat/respiratory infections.]

There’s also been a 34.6 percent rise in cycling in the city, likely due to the new bike paths built for the project, and biodiversity studies show that wildlife is coming back — one sample of five Green Corridors identified 30 different species of butterfly.

Other cities are already taking note. Bogotá and Barranquilla have adopted similar plans, among other Colombian cities, and last year São Paulo, Brazil, the largest city in South America, began expanding its corridors after launching them in 2022.

“For sure, Green Corridors could work in many other places,” says Zapata."

-via Reasons to Be Cheerful, March 4, 2024

[strniohoeee]

helloo I have a Chris request. Y/N and Chris are dating. One night at the triplets place after smoke sesh, they go up to the kitchen to make food, while the pasta cooks they start making out and Chris eats her out, they end up having sex on the table.

Cinnamon

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N pops the triplets cherry for smoking weed, she smokes with them. Things are going good till Chris begins to feel some type of way🥀

Warnings⚠️: Uhhh smoking weed, and smut that’s about it! They was high and they was fuckinnnn🗣️

Song for the imagine: Ice Cream- Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Method Man, Cappadonna

⚠️This a 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Back to You Maybelline Queen let’s make a team

You can have everything in this world except CREAM

I wouldn’t classify myself as a heavy smoker, but I liked to get high here and there. When I became friends with the triplets I was really scared to tell them thinking they’d judge me, but they didn’t care

I never smoked around them….was I high around them uhhh that’s a different story. I never offered them to smoke with me, or forced them. After a while they did start to get curious about what it’s like to be high

Tonight we planned to have a sleepover where we’d all smoke, and I’d babysit them to make sure they were okay. I had a medical card so my weed was great. I brought two joints both a hybrid of Indica and Sativa, my favorite.

Hybrids are the best to me. I feel good, relaxed, no anxiety. I get the munchies. I'm always laughing, and then I have the best sleep ever. Everyone’s first time smoking is different, but I believe depending on who you surround yourself with will determine if you’ll be good or anxious.

I absolutely hated blunts, the tobacco leaves always making me sick and giving me the worst high of my life, so I would never do that to them.

I had gotten to the triplets house two hours ago, and we ate pizza and watched movies before we decided to smoke. I wanted their stomach full, and I wanted them to be calm

“Alright are we ready” I said grabbing my tin can with my joints in it and wiggling my brows

“I’m so nervous, but I’m ready” Nick said

“It’s fun trust me, and if anything yall will get super tired and knock out” I told them

“I’m readyyy” Matt said standing up

We went outside to their yard and sat in a circle

“Alright let me lay down some facts and some rules” I said as I took the first joint out and closing the can

“One pull per person…you want to ease into the high, we rotate it counterclockwise and try not to have it unravel” I said to them

“YES” they said saluting me

“Also when you inhale try not to inhale too much because you will cough, and it will fucking burn” I said laughing

“I mean yall never done this, so you will cough” I said laughing

“Show us how it’s done” Chris said

“Oh another thing….not to be weird, but smoking weed can make you super horny” I said laughing and grabbing my lighter

“OH GOD” Nick said

“But it’s not always, everybody’s different” I said as I lit the joint

I watched as it lit up, and I took a pull. Letting it into my lungs before breathing it out

“See very simple” I said looking at them

“Alright Chris you’re up” I said passing it to Chris on my left

He brought the joint to his lips and pulled, inhaling it into his chest and then exhaling

“Not too bad” he said passing it to Nick

Nick grabbed the joint, and inhaled….A BIG INHALE

“OH MY GOD” he said as he blew the smoke out and started to cough

“Nick that was too big” I said laughing at him, and he just kept coughing and taking a sip of his water

Matt inhaled, and exhaled nicely

“Nick you’re a pussy that wasn’t bad” Matt said as he passed the joint to me

Within 10 minutes we finished the joint, and I could tell they were all high, but I’m sure they didn’t feel it

“Yall are so fucking high” I said looking at them

“I am not” Chris said as his eyes were droopy and half lidded

“Yeah you are trust me you’ll feel it” I said laughing at them

Within 15 minutes they were so fucking high

“Nah this shit is too good” Matt said

“I told you it’s so relaxing” I said

We all started talking and laughing at everything

“Are my eyes open?” Nick asked me

“Yes” I said laughing at him

“Are you sure? Because they feel closed” he said

“They’ll feel like that but they are open I promise” I said to him

We were all talking so slow, and it was the funniest thing ever

“Yo I’m so fucking glad we got high together” I said to them

“Me too this is so much fun” Chris said

About 20 minutes later I was hungry

“I’m hungryyyy anybody want pasta?” I asked

“YES OMG YES” Nick said

“Chris come with me” I said and grabbed him

We both walked back into the house as Nick and Matt stood outside

I grabbed the pot, and put water to boil

“I need salt” I said to Chris

“It’s up down there somewhere” he said blinking slowly

“That wasn’t English” I said laughing

“Sorry it’s there” he said pointing to the table

I grabbed the salt and salted the water waiting for it to boil

“I’m so fucking horny” Chris randomly blurted out

“I told you it could happen” I said looking at him

“Like I have never felt my dick this hard” he said adjusting himself

“Alright horn dog” I said laughing at him

“Sorry” he said laughing

I put the heat down, so it wouldn’t boil too fast and put the pasta in

“I need to bust a nut or something because this is crazy” Chris said sitting down at the table

“Go take care of yourself” I said shooing him

I heard Chris get up, but I didn’t hear him come up behind me. He grabbed me by the waist

“Mmm or you could help me” he said

“That does sound fun” I said turning around to look at him

He immediately smashed his lips to mine, and we began to make out, him pushing me up against the stone slightly

I lost my footing and placed my hand on the stove, accidentally touching the heat level and putting it up without realizing

“Come on baby let me eat your pussy” he said

“Chris you’re dirty” I said smacking him playfully

“Come on” he said and pulled me over to the kitchen table

I sat down, and he slowly removed my sweatpants and my underwear

“Gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked

“Always Chris” I said to him

He got down to his knees, and opened my legs pulling me forward slightly

“Such a pretty pretty pussy” he said looking up at me with droopy eyes

“Fuck Chris” I whispered

He leaned down, and licked a strip up from my entrance to my clit

“Shit” I said shuddering and placing my hands in his hair

He started to lick my clit, and running his tongue from side to side and up and down

“FUCK” I yelled out as my thighs clamped around his head

As he was licking down his nose was bumping into my clit

“Mmm right there baby” I said kind of grinding on his face

He came back up, and started sucking my on clit harshly

“CHRISSSSSS” I moaned out throwing my head back

He pulled away from my pussy. My arousal covering him nose, mouth and chin

“I wanna fuck” he said standing up

“So fuck me then” I said biting my lip

In an instant Chris slid his pants and underwear down to about mid thigh. Swiping his hand on my pussy and using my arousal and his saliva as lube as he stroked his dick

“Ready baby” he asked

“I’m ready” I said

He spat on the head of his dick, and rubbed it against my pussy up and down, slowly pushing the tip in

“Shittt” we both moaned out

Chris bottomed out, and then began to move thrusting in and out at a good speed

“Fuck this feels amazing” he moaned out

He started to pound into me, grabbing my thigh and hooking his arms under them as he pulled me even closer, and started to fuck into me

“FUCK CHRIS OH MY GOD” I yelled out gripping onto the table

“Come on baby come on” he said as he kept pounding into me

The table was taking a beating…I’m sure it wanted to collapse on us

He brought his hand down to my clit and started to rub

“I know you’re close, come on baby milk me” he said pounding into me harder

“You’re so dirty I love it” I moaned out

Chris hips smacked into me three more times before I felt myself coming undone

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” I yelled out and came all over his dick, my thighs shaking and my back lifting off th table

He let me ride out my high before he pulled out of me, stroking his dick before high jaw went slack and he came on my lower stomach

“Fuck that felt amazing” he said trying to catch his breath, and picking up his pants

“So fucking good Chris” I said as I sat up and jumped down to pick up my underwear and pants from the floor

All of a sudden we heard water beginning to overflow and saw steam

“Oh shit the pasta” I said scurrying over to the stove and shutting the water off

Chris came over laughing, and grabbing a wet paper towel to clean his cum off of me

“Thanks baby” I said kissing his cheek

“Anytime” he said winking at me

I put my underwear on and my pants, and Chris and I washed our hands

We drained the pasta and suddenly Matt and Nick bursted inside

“WHERE THE FUCK IS THE PASTA” Matt yelled walking into the kitchen

“Perfect timing! Now we just need to heat up some sauce” I said to them

“Yay I’m so hungry” Nick said sitting at the table

Matt went to sit where we just fucked, and forgot to clean up

“I WOULDNT sit there” I said yelling the first part

“What why?” He said getting scared

“Chris already claimed that spot, and he tried to kill me when I said I wanted it” I said lying through my teeth

“Oh! Okay” Matt said walking back to sit by Nick

We finished making the pasta and we all sat and ate it. Laughing and talking, and eventually Nick and Matt fell asleep on the couch, so Chris and I cleaned the kitchen and table, and put the food away

We covered Nick and Matt in blankets and shut off the lights, and then headed to Chris room to watch tv and fall asleep

The End

This was my last request and I loved doing them, but now I can’t wait to start writing my ideas🤭🖤Dude thank you so much for 407 followers🥹🫶🏽🫶🏽 I just had 300 something this is amazing

-J💅🏽

[incorrect-tmnt2012-quotes]

[Leo found half a joint in the lair and is interviewing his team to figure out who it was]

Leo: Let’s go over some of the symptoms of marijuana use, shall we? You tell me who this sounds like. Slow moving, inattentive, dull, constantly snacking, shows a lack of motivation.

Mikey: ...

Mikey: Hey!

~~~~~

Leo, showing April a picture: Do you know what this is?

April: Yes, it's marijuana.

Leo: How do you know that?!

April: It's labeled.

~~~~~

Donnie, looking at the photo: That is Northern Lights cannabis indica.

Leo: No, it's marijuana.

~~~~~

Raph: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.

Leo: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me!

Raph: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.

Leo: I would remember!

Raph: Well how could you if it just erased your memory?

Leo: That's not how it works!

Raph: How do you know how it works?

Leo: Knock it off! I'm interviewing you!

Raph: No! You said I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?!

Leo: 👁️ 👄 👁️

[scotianostra]

On October 20th 1938 photographer Iain MacMillan was born in Carnoustie.

After leaving Dundee high school in 1954, he worked as a trainee manager in a local jute mill, before studying photography at the Regent Street Polytechnic (now the University of Westminster). He returned home in 1959 to photograph Dundee tenements and street scenes - powerful images of a way of life about to disappear. His talent was soon recognised by magazines and publishers, and by the early 1960s he was getting commissions from the Lutterworth Press, the Sunday Times, Plays & Players and the Illustrated London News.

Later in the decade he took photographs for a book, The Sculpture of David Wynne, and for Wynne's exhibition catalogue, while also working on a photographic essay about life in the capital. The Book of London (1966) contains some of his best work, and brought him to the attention of Yoko Ono, who commissioned him to photograph her exhibition at the Indica gallery, in St James's. It was there that Yoko met John Lennon, who invited MacMillan to photograph the Abbey Road album cover.

MacMillan continued working with the couple on such projects as the Live Peace in Toronto album (1969) and Sometime in New York City (1972). He also collaborated on the film Erection, an animation of shots of a London hotel under construction with a soundtrack by John and Yoko.

By the mid-1970s, MacMillan was teaching photography in Stoke-on-Trent. As well as possessing a sense of composition and a lively imagination, he was a meticulous craftsman with a sound technical knowledge. He tried to instill these values into his students. In the 1980s his photographs were exhibited in galleries in Britain and the US, and on the continent. The BBC used his work in the series The Rock and Roll Years.

In the 1980s, after his parents died, MacMillan moved back to Carnoustie. He continued to take photographs of Scottish landscapes, his friends and families - and his beloved collie dog, Mac - often using a borrowed camera.

In 1993 Paul McCartney invited MacMillan to take another picture on the famous zebra crossing near the EMI studios in St John's Wood, this time of the Beatle and his Old English sheepdog. MacMillan contrasted the simplicity of the earlier picture by including a team of policemen, press photographers and a lively crowd. The resulting image was used on the cover of the album Paul is Live, thus scotching rumours that McCartney was dead.

MacMillan was modest about his own achievements. He retained a lasting affection for Paul and Linda McCartney, whom he described as "the most solidly down to earth and unaffected couple imaginable".

Iain MacMillan passed away on May 8th 2006 from lung cancer.

[rhapsodynew]

#love story

One soul for two.

58 years ago, on November 9, 1966, John Lennon first met Yoko Ono at an art show in London, where she presented her exhibition "Unfinished Paintings and Objects". To this day, many believe that this was the beginning of the end of the holiday era called the Beatles.

Without realizing it, he had long been looking for a woman who looked like his frivolous mother Julia and domineering aunt Mimi, who raised him. Everything was smooth in his marriage with his wife Susan — she did not burden him with herself, did not bother him with conversations, cooked well and was great in bed. Another man would have carried such a woman in his arms, but not Lennon. He lacked madness, passion, hooliganism. Critics will later write about this period of John's life:

"When you get everything in your youth, life becomes insanely boring and insipid. You will involuntarily start looking for adventures."

They first met in November 1966. Lennon, on the recommendation of a friend, went to the Indica gallery for an exhibition of "anti-art". The spacious hall was crowded, everyone was talking about something, discussing the latest news. John has always resisted this society of snobs and mawkish intellectuals. Out of boredom, he decided to take a walk and suddenly came across an inscription: "Beat it up." Lennon wanted to carry out his plan, but a voice called out to him: "Only for five shillings." That's what Yoko said.

This was the first time he saw the woman of his whole life, but he did not attach much importance to the fateful acquaintance. And the very next morning I received my first message from her — a book where She talked about the world order, the meaning of life and all that, which the famous musician, who had had enough of the love of the audience, did not care about. From that day on, the persistent Japanese woman continued to attack John with notes, calls and sudden meetings.

It was not the first time that the Japanese woman bewitched men with her unflattering beauty. She has already had two marriages under her belt — the first with the talented but poor composer Toshi Ichiyanagi, the second with producer Anthony Cox, who pulled Yoko out of depression several times, but, alas, did not deserve her love. The couple divorced as soon as Lennon's muse managed to win over his genius.

Susan immediately suspected something was wrong and demanded an explanation from John. He waved it off, saying that she was a crazy artist. But Yoko did not even think about giving up, she bent her line until Lennon's marriage finally fell apart. Leaving his wife, he shouted in his heart that their son Julian was the result of an extra bottle of whiskey. Then it seemed to Lennon that he had finally found true freedom. He would later say that Yoko had replaced all those who had left his life and forced him to look at himself and the world around him differently.

Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr still remember the day when Ono first entered the recording studio with Lennon. John didn't even want to listen to his friends who tried to explain to him that a woman didn't belong here. "She didn't know a damn thing about music, but she was telling Paul how to sing and me how to play the drums. We were furious, but there was nothing we could do about it. John didn't seem to hear us," Ringo said in an interview. In 1970, the legendary Liverpool Four broke up.

The band's business had not been good for a long time, the Beatles stopped writing new songs and were engaged in creativity separately, but millions of fans around the world refused to believe that the former team was no more. The angry audience immediately blamed Yoko for everything. The newspapermen happily picked up on this idea, and at the same moment headlines appeared in the press: "The Black Witch destroyed the Beatles", "The devil possessed the Liverpool four," but Lennon didn't care about it either: they completely dissolved into each other, even looked the same: shapeless clothes, round glasses and long Her hair was parted in the middle.

Shortly before the breakup of The Beatles, Lennon and Yoko set up their own studio where they could create whatever they wanted. It is here that John will record his famous album Imagine. Later, critics would recognize him as the best musician's record, and the real "Beatlemans" would grab their heads and curse his Japanese muse with renewed vigor.

In 1969, the mad lovers will get married in Gibraltar, the ceremony will last a record 72 minutes. And again, all traditions will be broken, it's not Yoko who will take John's last name, but he will take hers. Back in Amsterdam, the happy newlyweds will rent a presidential suite in one of the city's hotels, change into pajamas and... call together journalists. This "recumbent conference" lasted for several days, as the couple fought for world peace.

They were inseparable for four years, but the family idyll ended when Lennon noticed another woman at a party in honor of the election of the next American president. Tipsy, John took the guest into the next room and made love to her. Like a true Japanese woman, Yoko did not make scandals for her husband in public, but only asked him to hand over the flower and say that she still loves him.

John spent the next year and a half in Los Angeles, where It allowed him everything he loved so much: alcohol, fun, women. She even picked up her secretary, the pretty Mei Pang, as a lover. Lennon was happy at first: "You are the most understanding woman in the world," he told his wife on the phone.

Loneliness quickly got tired, John wanted to return, but Yoko was adamant. To her husband's pleas, she replied sharply: "You are not ready yet." As Mei Pang later told me, it all ended abruptly. Ono called her and said that she had found a person who would help John quit smoking. So Lennon came home. Reconciliation with his wife ended with the conception of a child, whom both had long despaired of waiting for after several miscarriages. The birth of Sean's son finally put everyone in their place.

Now John was tinkering with the baby, and Yoko was arranging exhibitions and buying up expensive real estate with the money left over from the Beatles ships. Friends often teased Lennon. "You sing about freedom, a world without property, and you live in a six-room apartment with separate rooms for furs and shoes." John himself had long been sick of such a life, but how could he contradict a woman he loved to distraction.

In 1980, the former Beatle would record the last Double Fantasy album in collaboration with Yoko Ono, and a week later he would be shot by a mad fan Mark Champion. In an interview, Lennon's killer will say that he thought John was a god, but at some point he came down to earth and became an ordinary person. "Then it seemed to me that I was going to shoot the picture on the album cover, a two—dimensional celebrity without real feelings," Champ confesses to reporters while already in prison. Former detractors will suddenly begin to sympathize with Yoko and feel sorry for the woman who lost the best man. But It will not even think of grieving.

A week after her husband's death, she will put up for auction his letters and albums, and six months later the media will tell that the eccentric Japanese woman has remarried. However, this marriage will be short-lived.

[wispstalk]

I hit the indica pen right before the fight with Harkon which was a HUGE mistake lol I'm terrible at video game archery to begin with and he's flying around morphing into bats and orbs and mist and shit and I'm just turning in circles like huh....whuh....where am i..... firing my hard won ancient paladin-blessed arrows at stone columns while Serana carries the whole team on her back..... that fight felt like it took eight to ten business weeks it was harrowing.

[kazucrack]

Stoner Xiao Headcanons:

Here’s another headcanon thingy for my boy Xiao coming from a fellow stoner

When Xiao gets high he gets h i g h. He’s spacing tf out while you’re talking and he’s seeing every mathematical equation in his brain.

Xiao simply gets high to feel nothing, he wants to forget his troubles and just chill in the moment.

Xiao also ghosts his hits and knows how to roll his own joints. He takes the longest hit if he’s the one who rolled the blunt.

Imagine those rosy tinted amber eyes looking at you while he’s offering you a hit of a new indica strain he discovered from his friend, Kazuha.

He typically hates using papers and opts for flavored cigars instead and empties out the tobacco from the wrap.

Xiao is the type to take a hit from the blunt and shotgun it to you while staring deep into your eyes, then press his chapped lips against yours a bit aggressively.

He owns a bong, but prefers to smoke from joints and blunts. He usually uses the bong on occasion especially on stressful days (hehe not me projecting)

Xiao definitely has bad munchies, mf will eat everything in yo cabinet and claim it wasn’t him 😭

Shotgunning with Xiao is an experience, leaning close against his face while his dazed amber eyes look into yours and exhale the smoke of his joint into your mouth. A smirk aligning his features once he pulls away. (Shit, I’d bark for this kinda shit bro)

Team Indica 4lyfers

[paninicupcakke]

(CW!! Smoking / substance abuse)

My headcanon’s for the mercs relationship with marijuana!!! :D

-Sniper is a stoner no one can tell me other wise. I just KNOW he is smokin that dank hydro zaza with Scout in his van. He seems like the type to only roll joints and blunts but if he gets his hand on a bong he’ll gluggluglgulg 💨 I could see him and Scout planning out a heist on a smoke shop tbh.

-Scout is a noob to smoking. He smokes from a small pipe or a one hitter. Something small he can shove in his bag or pocket. He also steals and begs for joints off of Sniper when he can because bro cannot roll a joint to save his life. He’s also spoiled and cannot be bothered to grind weed with his bare fingers he will whine and complain if he has to.

-Soldier has definitely smoked countless times by mistaking a joint for a hand rolled cigarette. Whenever he’s high he turns into a complete softy. Super affectionate and way calmer than usual. He feels comfortable spilling his guts out to anyone nearby and will most likely start crying and hugging them. Also whenever he gets the munchies he will fuck up a whole box of cereal by himself.

-Spy will smoke weed on occasion but it’s not his preferred substance. He’ll take one or two hits if Sniper passes him a lit joint but it’s not a usual occurrence. Spy definitely likes some edibles though. I could see him mixing some edible chocolate in his coffee on his day off or taking a gummy before bed to help him fall asleep.

-Medic is down for micro dosing some strong ass edibles. I could see him making a secret batch for himself and doing his best to hide them from everyone else. When high he is very giggly, docile and sleepy. He’ll mostly likely just pass tf out since he’s usually exhausted from carrying the whole squad on his back.

-Heavy is down for an edible on his day off and will only smoke on a festive occasion. It’s not really his thing. He prefers drinking and cigars. He more so enjoys watching Medic get high though. He adores watching his partner become so relaxed and giggly when high.

-Pyro does not smoke. He likes it when other’s smoke around him though because he gets to be the designated lighter for his teammates. He carries matches and a lighter on him at all times so Sniper, Scout & Spy usually scramble to find Pyro whenever they desperately need a lighter. He has definitely eaten an edible on accident though. When high this dude is glued to the sofa, completely inaudible and staring off into space. Just daydreaming away.

-Engie got hit with that anti drug religious propaganda so he is very paranoid and refuses to try it. He firmly believes it is the devils lettuce. However he doesn’t actively go out of his way to stop anyone from smoking it though. The most he does is grumble and lecture his teammates whenever they do some dumb ass shit when high. I could see him lecturing Scout about how he should not wake & bake. If he does get high it would be on accident from an edible. Whenever the evil zaza possesses this man he gets a severe case of the munchies. He also acts very flirtatious and overly confident when high.

-Demoman is an alcoholic. Scrumpy is his drug of choice. He doesn’t mess around with smoking weed or cigs. He definitely has taken an edible with Soldier though. I could see them both getting into some stupid shenanigans together while they’re tripping balls. Him & Soldier get the munchies, they go fix themselves a snack and it ends up with someone dying or them setting the whole kitchen on fire. When high he is a very slow talker and would most likely be glued to the sofa staring up at the ceiling for a solid hour.

[fakemovieposters]

Fake Films Presents- The Void

Transmissions from a black hole? Dr. Cestor and his team have uncovered some strange readings from their latest satellite launch. All indicators point towards these anomalous readings as being transmissions or messages, and all are coming from within the blackhole in that sector. Are these findings in error, or have they uncovered that something does exist within…The Void?

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[actrixquadras]

So Far Away AU Part5

Chapter 4: Father's Love

If one was passing by the Arc Acres that morning, they would point out how loud the house was before they went on their merry way. Well, the house was always noisy in the mornings, but today… it was noisier than usual. Around the dining table sat Isabelle and her children, all of them. Today no one was missing from her family. Sure her husband was out at the stable, but he would join them sooner or later, for the breakfast was one activity the entire family came together.

“You are getting married!?” Jaune asks in shock as he sits down at the seat that he always sat on during childhood. His sisters had helped him bring in the remaining stuff from his jeep before they had decided to settle down to have their morning grub.

Azure looks at her only brother and replies, “Yes. He is a traveling huntsman but he is planning to settle down in town as soon as we tie our knots”.

“Not only that, Jaune…. Jade is crushing on the boy who has joined her at her garage and even Scarlet likes this man who comes to drop his dogs”, Isabelle states with a grin.

The knight looks at his sisters with a gentle smile. says, “I’m happy for you guys”.

“Jaune, Azure is the only one who is getting married. Jade and I are just talking”, Scarlet replies with a blush.

“Well talking is the first step anyone could take”, says Indila.

“Leave that… Bro… do you have someone like that!?” Indica asks excitedly and suddenly, the smile on the man’s face drops, and all the color drains from his face. The entire table goes quiet, the sisters and the mother realizing how heavy the topic is. But before they can say anything, the door connected to the kitchen opens and Julius walks in.

“Good morning Dad!” Vi takes this opportunity to greet and everyone including Jaune greets the patriarch a good morning which he replies in kind. 

The father of the house sat down at the table, opposite the knight. He looks at the knight and asks, ”How is that woman doing?”

This causes Jaune to perk up and reply, “She is doing well for now”.

“Hmmm”, the man grumbles stoically and Jaune can’t help but look at his plate. Suddenly, his father asks, “So is that woman your lover or something?”

In denial, the knight shakes his head and replies, “No… Weiss is just a good friend of mine”. 

The father nods at his reply and Saphron takes this as her chance to speak up and say, “I never expected Weiss to end up like that. What about Ruby and others? Where are they?” and Jaune’s face falls.

“You know her Saphron?” Scarlet asks from her seat.

“She dropped by our place when Jaune came to visit us at Ansel”, Terra replies in her wife’s stead and she continues to say, “She was… a bit stiff but you could see how much she adored her team. A bit awkward and how she carried herself made me feel that she was a high-class girl. She adored Adrian a lot though”.

“If she adored Adrian then she is a good person in my books”, Vi says as she munches her breakfast.

“Ren and Nora went back to Kuroyuri to rebuild it”, Jaune starts, and the entire family pays attention to what he has to say. He continues, “Ruby and others… they didn’t make it. Weiss is the only one who has survived”.

“Jaune…” his mother starts but gets cut off.

The knight leans forward on the table and as he crosses his fingers, says, “Never in my life, I had thought that my life would take such a turn. I was enjoying my life at Beacon. I was training my body and skills to keep up with my friends, to achieve the dream I always dreamt of, and the next moment I was thrust into this war. My partner died and I was powerless to do anything. I have taken the lives of someone who was deserving… and someone who didn’t. I have fought alongside some people who didn’t even understand why they were fighting and who they were fighting. I tried to save everyone. Anyone who was within my reach and yet I have failed. I was lost. I have returned. I have grown old, I have grown young, and yet I don’t feel that I belong in this body. I lost Ruby, the one person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I have lost my friends. I don’t know why I’m still here... I don’t know…”

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up to see that his mother, who had got up from her place at the dining table, was the one who stopped him from droning. The knight couldn’t help but berate himself. He made his family uncomfortable talking about the war. He was the worst son and brother.

“It’s fine, Jaune… What matters to us the most is that you came back”, Isabelle says and a voice of approval choruses all over the table.

“Jaune… Mum is right. As long as you are fine and healthy, that would be enough for us”, Scarlet says gently. A small smile grows on Jaune as he nods at his eldest sister. The words of encouragement and support that followed from the rest made the knight tear up a bit.

“So… what do you plan to do now?” Julius asks while folding his hands on the table. His expression was unchanged, but if one were to look at his eyes, one would have noticed how they softened up seeing his son tear up.

“I was planning to find a place to stay”, Jaune replies.

“I don’t mind you staying here”, Isabelle perks up and his sisters nod.

The knight shakes his head and replies, “I know that, Mum. But that is something I can’t do. Weiss’s sister is moving to Ansel in a year and I think it would be convenient for her if she already has a place to stay. Also, she had given me some funds to buy a place and I believe it would be rude if I didn’t use it”.

“But…” Isabelle tries to protest but Julius shakes his head at her, stopping her. 

The patriarch looks at his son and says, “Do whatever seems fit. If you want, I can introduce you to a broker”.

“That would be nice”, was the reply Jaune gave. He also adds, “I will also find a job. As much as I want to avoid Huntsmen jobs, that is a job I have a large expertise in. So I might take those jobs occasionally. Also, my semblance would be helpful. I will find something to work on”.

Julius nods and says, “It’s a good thing that you know what you have to do. You also have carpentry skills that I have taught you. You can stay here as long as you want”.

“I won’t take much time”, Jaune assures and after taking a sip from his coffee, he says, “There is something I wanted to say”. Before anyone could let out a peep, the knight walked out and came back within a minute, but this time with Crocea Mors in his hands. He then proceeds to unsheathe the weapon from its home and everyone gasps at the broken blade and dried out blood at the broken part. The knight places the shield-sheath on the floor gently and as he cradles the sword in his hand, he says, “I had stolen her because of how badly I wanted to be a hero, but I have done nothing but disgrace her. Crocea served me well and as much as I wanted to fix her, I couldn’t. The least I could do is bring her back home”.

Julius gets up from his seat and walks over to his son. Without a word, he takes the sword by its pommel and holds it up in the air, letting the sunlight glisten the blade. Despite being broken, the edges were sharp. There were modifications on the pommel and the sheath, but other than that the sword was intact. The blood on the broken part would have been scrubbed off, but it was still there for some reason. The father of the house gave a few practice swings and said, “I see some changes”.

Jaune replies, “Yeah… I have incorporated the metal of my partner’s weapons and her tiara. The shield has been through some modifications since I became an official huntsman at Atlas. Other than that, I left the blade intact. Well… it was supposed to be intact”.

“Tell me Jaune…” Julius starts, looking at his son, and asks, “How do you plan to take on huntsman jobs when you don’t have a weapon?”

“Maybe buy a new weapon or commission one to be made”, the knight replies. 

The father doesn’t say anything at first, but then he hands back the sword to his son. Jaune was shocked by the gesture and before he could say anything, Julius said, “It’s better if you keep using Crocea Mors. You're more used to this weapon than any other out there”.

“But…”

“Jaune… It’s better to use the tools you are familiar with rather than the new ones. It’s efficient. The same applies to the weapons”, says Julius. He then looks at the sword and says, “And considering your concerns with it being broken, I can see that the edges are sharper than ever. It’s made of an old alloy. It’s a miracle that it lasted this long. As much as I hate to say it, it can’t compete with the newer alloys in the market. I believe you would put it to good use”.

The knight wordlessly looks at the sword. As much as he wanted to deny it, his father was right. He has used Crocea for 26 years now. Now, it felt like another limb. Not having the sword on him made him feel helpless, a feeling Jaune didn’t want to experience.

Julius walked to his chair and said, “Let’s finish our breakfast. I believe your mother and sisters have much to discuss”. Jaune nods as he carefully sheaths his sword back in its rightful place. He keeps looking at it, unsure of what to say at his father’s indifference towards the blade. Didn’t his father care about him tainting the family heirloom with blood? Didn’t he care about Crocea’s condition?

“Jaune… Finish your breakfast. We can continue later”, Isabelle says to which the knight nods. He couldn’t help but sigh and internally hope that one day, he could understand his father a little more. That day would come, but it seems like that day wasn't today.

Isabelle sighed as she locked the front door. She was tired. That tends to happen when working all day around the house and the farm. The night had come a long time ago and right now it was half past eleven. Jaune had come in after his day out house searching, and right now he was in his room, tending to the girl he had brought with him. He has been in and out of the house a lot and the mother of the family couldn’t help but grimace on how restless he seemed.

The conversation they had after breakfast was not much to build up from. Jaune mainly spoke about his friends, his time at Beacon, and his journey to Atlas. He spoke about Weiss, he spoke of this girl named Ruby whom the mother recognized as the girl from the message but not once he spoke about the fall of Atlas and the war that followed. He did slip up occasionally, but the things Jaune spoke during the breakfast were the most they got from him.

Isabelle cursed herself for stopping her son from speaking but what could she do at that time? Hearing about the turmoil her son went through was too much for her. She couldn’t imagine the horrors her son went through. The boy who always had a smile on his face was no more. The man who seemed far older than he looked stood before Isabelle. She didn’t know why, she couldn’t place it quite right, but something was different.

As she enters the living room, her eyes fall upon her husband, sitting on the rocking chair, staring into the fire that was burning at the fireplace. Winters were long gone, but the nights tend to get chilly around here due to the elevation. Having the fireplace running made the house feel toasty. But right now, the fire was the least of her concerns, as her gaze locked on Julius.

“How is Bessie doing?” asks the mother of the house.

“Other than contractions, she is doing well”, she hears the reply from her husband.

“I hope the calf is born healthy. It broke my heart to give the last one to the butcher”, Isabelle says, remembering the stillborn calf their other cow gave birth to.

Julius lets out a grunt and says, “Nothing we can do about that, Belle. We have done all we could have done. Now all we can do is pray”.

“I hope everything goes well. I can use some positivity”, says the matriarch as she walks right up to him, and as she takes the empty chair that accompanied him, takes a good look at his face.

For a minute, the only sounds that were being heard in the room were the crackling of the firewood and an occasional howl of the dogs outside. But suddenly, out of nowhere, Julius asks, “Did Jaune return? I saw his jeep outside”.

“Yeah, he is with the girl. Never leaves her side”, was the reply Isabelle gave. 

The father gives a nod and he offhandedly says, “To be honest, I never expected him to bring a girl home”, and Isabelle couldn’t help but sigh. Julius was hard to read, but years of living and having a family with him made Isabelle read him like an open book. He never wore his emotions on his sleeve, but she knew well what he was thinking or feeling. 

She sighs as she says, “You could at least show that you are happy about him being back”.

Julius, without looking at his wife, replies, “How am I supposed to be happy when our son looks like that?”

Isabelle couldn’t argue with that. Though husband and wife, both of them tend to look at things differently. Is it because she lived a sheltered life before marriage or is it because of her husband’s prior occupation as a huntsman? She never knew. Isabelle and the girls were happy that Jaune was back and he had to suffer no more, but Julius was worried about how war affected their son.

Julius was happy. There was no doubt about that. He and his son parted in anger and seeing him look well, brought peace to him. But years of experience alerted him about the chaos that was going through in his son’s mind. The way Jaune carefully chewed the first bite of the breakfast as if it was poisoned. The way he was always on guard. Those were the habits of a huntsman who had seen a lot and that didn’t bring the father of the house any joy.

“It was as if I was looking at a mirror. Those eyes, those expressions… Jaune isn’t doing well, Belle. The war has changed him”, Julius replies in a somber voice.

“This is why he needs us, Juli. If we aren’t there for our kids, then who is gonna be for them? Our job as parents never stops. The day it stops is the day we die”, Isabelle says as she leans closer to her husband.

“That’s the thing, Belle. I just don’t know what I am supposed to say. The innocence he had is long gone. Now, he has brought some girl home. I don’t give a shit about the damn sword, but this… this is not what I expected. This is why I didn’t want him to be a Huntsman. He was not ready for that world”, Julius exclaims.

“Julius… Your denying Jaune his desires contributed to him being attracted to the idea of being a Huntsman. You pushed him away last time. Don’t push him away now”, says Isabelle.

“Then tell me what I am supposed to do, Belle? Whatever it is that I have to do, I can’t do it alone”, Julius exasperates as he visibly deflates in his chair.

The mother of the house reaches her hand out to her hand and as she gently nudges it with his hand, she says, “There are only a few things we can do. As much as I hate to say, Jaune has to help himself first before we can help him. Until he accepts that, all we can do is support him and be there for him”.

The father of the house doesn’t say a word but he lets the mother know that he understands what she has just said by taking her hand gently in his rough palm, He gives it a slight squeeze which is returned in kind. He stares back into the fire, trying to think of ways he could help his son and ultimately reconnect with him.

Jaune couldn’t help but sigh as he discarded another catalog in the trash. His father was kind enough to help him get in contact with the broker but the options the broker had to offer were not something he was looking for. Few options were too pricey for his liking. Winter might have given him the funds to buy a house, but spending it without consideration didn’t sit well with him. There were also some cheaper options, but those houses needed repairs, and when Jaune said repairs, he meant a lot of it. It was better to buy a new house if he had to spend a house’s worth of money to make a house a livable space.

It’s not that there were only bad spaces, but Jaune didn't like it for some reason or other. Maybe it was in the center of town. Maybe it was at the edge of the cliff. The knight just wants to give Weiss a comfortable space. A space where she can take her time to recover. Away from noise, away from hustle and bustle. A place where she doesn’t have to worry about anything.

The knight looks at the woman in question. Ever sleeping, never moving. Taking care of her was never a hassle for him and he was easing into the routine very well. He reaches out to rub her forehead gently and he can’t help but grimace. The faster he finds a house, the quicker he will be able to focus on finding a job. His mother and Vi had offered to stand in when he was not around, but he couldn’t depend on them. He was already overstaying his welcome. He needs to get moving as quickly as possible.

He was broken out of his thoughts when suddenly he heard a knock on the door. He looks up in surprise as he hears his father’s voice, asking, “Jaune, may I come in?”

“Sure”, the knight replies suddenly, unsure what to make of his father’s sudden appearance. It’s only been a day since they had that conversation during breakfast and now his father appearing at his door was jarring. The Arc patriarch opens the door hesitantly, looking everywhere but at Jaune.

“How are you doing, Jaune?” Julius asks suddenly.

The sudden question catches the knight off guard, but he replies, “Fit as a horse”.

The father nods and a pregnant silence falls in the room, with the only noise being Weiss’s oxygen compressor humming. Julius was not much into talking. Jaune knew that well, but seeing him go out of his way to ask him how he was holding up pulled the knight’s heartstrings.

“I want you to join me for a while. I want to show you something. I have asked your mother to be here while you are out with me”, Julius says, with a matter-of-fact tone, making it very clear to his son that there is no room for denial. The knight nods and as the father walks out of his room, he takes one last good look at the sleeping beauty. With a deep breath, he walked out of the room, preparing for what his father had to show.

The knight follows his father, who has now decided to walk out of the back door and into the woods behind their house. Jaune was familiar with these trees. He and his sisters played around those trees. There was a time when he and Jade got lost, but thinking back now, they were just a few feet away from the house. But why was his father leading him through the woods?

“I’m planning to convert this place into an orchard," Julius says suddenly, which causes Jaune to jump slightly. Without noticing, the father of the Arc continues to say, “Maybe there be some oranges and apples. Pomegranates would be lovely as well. It would be nice if we could use this place as well”.

Jaune nods in agreement. As much as he had memories in these woods, it was better to put this place to use. These woods were part of Arc Acres, and the knight always wondered why his father kept this place intact. So he adds, “You could also get into beekeeping. I heard that honey is in high demand. Maybe add some flowers too”.

“Hmm,... I never thought about that”, Julius replies with an understanding hum. 

They kept on talking about prospective expansions when suddenly they came across a log cabin. It was not run down but it had seen some better days. Jaune instantly recognized the place. It was the house Scarlet and Saphron were born in. Jaune and the rest of the siblings were born in the current house. He has been to this place with Scarlet where she would force him to play house. Is that the reason why his father never bothered to touch this place? Because he cherished those memories as much as he did?

Julius speaks up before he can say anything, saying, “This place is nice. The sun shines well during winters and in summers it won’t come in. The place is breezy. You might have to replace a few boards and have power and water running. Maybe a good varnish might help as well”. He then looks at Jaune and asks, “What do you think of it?”

Jaune replies, “Sounds like a plan. Are you planning to rent it out?”

“I am giving it to you”, was the reply Julius gave, and the knight was flabbergasted. 

He sputtered. He stammered, but he couldn’t get a word out of his mouth. But Julius beat it to him and says, “I’m also employing you. It will be your job to convert these woods into an orchard. I will be paying you for every hour you put into this place. You could continue to be a huntsman, but as far as I know, those jobs are on-call. You might be jobless for a long time. At least you could work on this. Bring that lady here too. I bet this would be helpful for her”.

“Dad… I can’t take this. This is too much”, Jaune protests.

“You will take it and that is final '', Julius indignantly replies.

“But Dad… Weiss’s sister is planning to move here...” 

“Then she can move in here too. I don’t mind if she brings along her lover or children”.

“But… Why Dad?” Jaune asks. He continues to say, “I was never a good son. I ran away from my responsibilities. I never wanted to be a part of this farm. Then why are you trying to help me?”

“What’s wrong with wanting to help my son?” Julius asks, matter-of-fact and words die in the knight’s throat. He continues to say, “I and your mother didn’t give birth to you because we wanted something from you. We wanted to do something for you”.

Jaune doesn’t say anything and Julius suddenly feels awkward to continue. The stoic man takes in a deep breath and he hesitantly reaches to his son’s shoulder. While giving it a firm rub, he says, “It doesn’t matter what you did in the past, Jaune. What matters to me the most is that you came back. You can come to me anytime if there is anything to discuss. Maybe this old man might have a few words of wisdom for you”.

He then pats Jaune on the back and says, “Check the place out. You are still spending your money to get this place up and running”, and he starts walking down the path they came through.

For a minute, the knight doesn’t say a word, but suddenly he calls out, “Dad!”

Julius turns around and asks, “Yes?”

“Thank you!” Jaune says with a genuine smile on his face.

And for the first time in forever, Julius smiles and says, “Don’t mention it, son”, and he continues to walk down the path.

Jaune looks back at the cabin, making some plans in his head, but in his heart, he is elated. He and his father had taken the first step. The first step is to mend their relationship. It was a small step, but the first step nonetheless. Jaune couldn’t help but smile for the day he and his father would be a family, was not so far away.

[bluebigcat]

Tutto quello che devi sapere per non diventare un mulo di denaro 

Non è un’offesa, ma la traduzione letterale di Money Mule.

Il termine indica una persona che riceve sul proprio conto soldi ottenuti illegalmente da terzi e li trasferisce su un altro conto in cambio di una commissione.

Fare il Money Mule non solo è illegale, ma chi lo fa diventa complice dei gruppi criminali che attraverso il Money Muling riciclano denaro proveniente da attività illecite.

In moltissimi casi il Money Mule non sa di essere un Money Mule.

La maggior parte delle persone viene infatti reclutata tramite finte offerte di lavoro pubblicate online, sui social o attraverso le più comuni app di messaggistica come Telegram o WhatsApp.

Il bersaglio preferito sono studenti, disoccupati o persone in difficoltà economica che attirate dal guadagno facile cascano in una delle truffe più pericolose di sempre.

Tra i più colpiti, in particolar modo, ragazzi e ragazze tra i 12 e 21 anni.   I principali segnali per riconoscere un’offerta di Money Muling 

1.

La richiesta lavorativa include l’uso del proprio conto per lo spostamento di soldi

2.

La retribuzione è molto alta rispetto al lavoro richiesto

3.

L’offerta di lavoro contiene errori di ortografia e formattazione

4.

I contatti presenti sull’offerta di lavoro includono indirizzi email che usano servizi web gratuiti (Gmail, Hotmail, Libero) e non coincidono con il nome dell’azienda

5.

Non sono richiesti requisiti di istruzione o esperienze particolari per svolgere il lavoro

6.

Non è prevista la firma di un contratto scritto   Come evitare di diventare un Money Mule 

1.

Ignora qualsiasi offerta di lavoro dove ti viene richiesto di trasferire soldi dal tuo conto a un altro

2.

Non fornire mai i dati del tuo conto o della tua carta, a meno che siano persone che conosci e di cui ti fidi

3.

Cerca più informazioni possibili sull’azienda o la persona che ti sta offrendo un lavoro   Cosa fare se ti accorgi di essere un Money Mule 

Se pensi di essere vittima di Money Muling smetti subito di trasferire soldi, avverti la tua banca o l’istituto di moneta elettronica (come noi ad esempio) e informa le Autorità di pubblica sicurezza.

Se vuoi approfondire l’argomento, puoi farlo sul sito dell’Europol e ricorda: se sembra troppo bello per essere vero, probabilmente non lo è.

A presto, Team HYPE

[follow-up-news]

The federal judge overseeing Donald Trump's classified documents trial in Florida dismissed the case against the former president Monday on the grounds that the appointment of and funding for special counsel Jack Smith were illegal. U.S. District Judge Aileen Cannon, a Trump nominee, said in her 93-page decision that Smith's appointment was "unlawful" and unconditional." The clerk is directed to close this case," she wrote. She issued the decision on the first day of the Republican National Convention, two days after an assassination attempt against Trump. Trump praised the ruling in a statement that referred to Saturday's shooting and said other criminal cases against him should be tossed out, as well. A source who spoke directly with Trump said he was "surprised" but "very happy" with Cannon's decision. Smith's team indicated it would appeal Cannon's decision. “The dismissal of the case deviates from the uniform conclusion of all previous courts to have considered the issue that the Attorney General is statutorily authorized to appoint a Special Counsel," spokesperson Peter Carr said in a statement. "The Justice Department has authorized the Special Counsel to appeal the court’s order.”

[diacripticcomplex]

Diabolik lovers AU where they’re human and normal teens:

Shu: a stoner, he’s so severe depressed he doesn’t know how to roll so he prefers bong hits, Edibles and prerolls. Super antisocial and always listening to music usually RnB old school 90s rap and some old bands as well, he’s that one guy that shows up like 5 times the whole school year. Would have long messy hair cause he wouldn’t cut it. Definitely only wears sweats, hoodies and slides.

Reiji: would be such a try hard overachiever, but acts like he’s all calm and composed. Is doing great in all of his classes because he’s trying to graduate earlier to go to Medical school. A goodie goodie, and lowkey a teachers pet, will purposely sabotage someone if they’re doing better than him. Reminds the teachers to give homework, tells the whole class to stfu when the teacher is talking. He likes to iron all his shirts for school, usually wear button downs, dress pants and dress shoes, hair slick back, he isn’t a big fan of loud sounds so doesn’t like music.

Ayato: Very popular and for all the wrong reasons, he enjoys bullying teachers and often gets in trouble, if he wasn’t such a troublemaker he would’ve been on the basketball team, physical education is the only class he’s doing good in. He likes to smoke weed sometimes with Shu, but he can’t stand the indica strain Shu usually smokes, and Ayato can not hangggg he’ll fall asleep after 4 hits, he knows how to roll too but his favorite drug surprisingly is percs, he likes the boost it gives him but he doesn’t understand how badly he treats other people when he’s off the percs, he likes to dress like a hype beast, expensive clothes and trendy things.

Kanato: that weird kid that literally brings his childhood toy to school and talks to himself, he hissed at people in the hallways and everyone thinks he’s a bit queer, he might be but surprisingly a lot of emo girls have a crush on him and he gets a lot of ACTION. He’s doing great in arts and literature but sucks at sciences and math, will literally scream at the teachers so they have no choice but to pass cause if not he will get them fired somehow, he also dyes his hair every few months and wears eyeliner, listens to screamo rock and wears a lot of band tees and plaid.

Laito: slept with every girl at school, somehow he’s good at convincing them to do so, never dated tho he lacks the emotional commitment, flirts with the teachers and lunch ladies, his signature in every class photo is a wink, he’s a day drinker and drinks at school, sneaking vodka into a water bottle, kanato hisses at him in the hallways, he also wreaks of Dior perfume and wears a lot of brand named luxury clothing, takes him 40 minutes just do to his hair only for him to put on his Gucci fedora, sometimes he’ll smoke a Cuban cigar, he’s doing bad in all his classes but has a girl in each class doing his schoolwork and homework.

Subaru: gives super black cat lone wolf energy but he’s really good at school, all his classes he’s doing really well, he argues with teachers when he thinks the lesson is stupid, enjoys debating but won’t join that club or any club. He sometimes smokes weed with Shu, when Ayato isn’t there since he finds him annoying, rescued a cat once and took care of it and still does, some girls have a crush on him but he’s oblivious to that.