#drug trafficker

[nakeddeparture]

Tempest Kaddysah Gillings-Riddock, 27, walked into Barbados like she owned it; with contraband!

https://youtube.com/shorts/cwOtnnyHHv4?feature=share

Why did she think she would’ve gotten away with that? Naked!!

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[bruciemilf]

Bruce: Parenthood is a spectrum.

Clark: Explain that.

Bruce: Sometimes, my kids make me so proud I almost like myself.

Bruce: Other times, I say ‘Well. At least they’re not doing crack cocaine’

[petnews2day]

Drug dog found 18 bags of meth in central Nebraska traffic stop, sheriff’s office says

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Drug dog found 18 bags of meth in central Nebraska traffic stop, sheriff’s office says

Jessica RathgenCourtesy: Merrick County Sheriff’s Office LINCOLN, Neb. (KLKN) — A woman was caught with 18 bags of methamphetamine in central Nebraska, authorities say. The Merrick County Sheriff’s Office said Sunday that it pulled over 42-year-old Jessica Rathgen on Highway 30. A deputy and a drug-sniffing dog found the meth — plus some marijuana and […]

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[cup-o-stars]

The Scoliosis Brothers.

I have like two longer comics that will get done who knows when, but they aren't half as funny tbh. Corazon being unreasonably sensitive and petty about Doflamingo is my bread and butter I think.

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

OP: Check out. The fully-sexual charged cinematic movement design.

Cnetizens: How did the director come up with the idea to have him kneel on a playing card, adding so much aesthetic energy, is that some kind of genius?

[thehmn]

Turns out I’ve been illegally trafficked drugs across borders when I brought my CBD oil with me to Norway.

Had a slightly worrying conversation with a Norwegian who was very upset that she can’t buy CDB oil legally in her home country and I’m sitting there like “I have a vial in my suitcase right now…Oh no, am I the lamest drug trafficker in the world?”

It didn’t even occur to me that I could be doing something illegal because you can buy CBD oil in fucking make-up stores in Denmark.

I understand her pain though. CBD oil has been extremely helpful managing my insomnia and anxiety (Funny thing is, I bought it to help with insomnia but noticed a change in my anxiety levels first. I didn’t even know I had anxiety until I didn’t have it anymore) and I wouldn’t be functioning half as well as I do now without it.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I really don’t like the idea of Killer willingly doing drugs. People always say “coping mechanism!!!” but like, Killer already has several coping mechanisms. Dissociation is a big one, for example. Both natural and induced by others.

I just don’t see why he’d willingly and knowingly do any under Nightmare, especially not if he has an example in Murder of how addictions make you easy to take advantage of and manipulate.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Upper Crust

"Miss Nikos, I would assume you'd know how to wield a knife better."

Pyrrha was straight up not having a good time.

Learning Who the Arcs were was terrifying. Being in their house nearly made her heart stop.

Having Prismeya Arc, Mama Arc, the Mother of Malfortune, The Matri-Arc stand over her as she tried and failed to slice onions to caramelize them almost made her forget her own name.

"Although ... If all goes well you won't need to worry~ Jaune is quite the cook if you give him time to prepare~"

Pyrrha couldn't tell what was and wasn't a threat. She was shaking so bad she nearly cut herself with the knife three times over.

If she hadn't use the bathroom before this she likely would have peed herself.

And Prismeya simply sat there, watching. Judging. Calculating. Eyes half shut, a sharp smile other lips, swirling a rich, dark red wine in a beautiful glass.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, though Pyrrha would more liken it to a Lioness and the runt of a litter of mice.

One wrong move and her life would be over. Was the Prosthetic-Gun Rumor true? Or the Retractable Claw in place of her nails? DID SHE TRULY CONSUME THE SOULS OF THOSE SHE ENDED?

But Prismeya was simply ... Putting unneeded pressure on her. Pyrrha had wanted to kill Jaune at one point so ... Scare for a scare. Just a little bit of Schadenfreude.

The oven tim-

"AH!"

*Ahem*

The oven timer dinged, startling Pyrrha.

"Ah! The Pie is ready, I'll get that Dear~" Mama Arc lilted as she grabbed a set of Pot holders from a lovely wicker basket on a counter.

Then the Doorbe-

"AAAH!"

*A-HEM*

The Doorbell rang, startling Pyrrha greatly. Truly, there was little that could shoot her nerves any more than they already had been.

"Pyrrha, be dear and get the door~"

Mama Arc's sang out to the poor girl, who hopped straight into action and any reason to escape the kitchen. She raced to the foyer and threw the door open to reveal the new guest.

In the doorway stood a middle aged man, tired, red eyes piercing into her. His feathery salt-and-pepper hair stuck out in sloppy, odd ways, and a red cape hung off his back.

Pyrrha froze, her blood curdling in her veins.

No one made it alone in this life, and no one got to stab someone in the back without finding a knife in theirs at some point, I less you well and truly disappeared.

And the man before her was near godly at doing so.

If it weren't for the sound of her heartbeat skyrocketing in her ears, Pyrrha would've thought she was dreaming.

A hitman, a hunter, an intelligence broker, a heartbreaker, a bandit, a government officer, a cleaner, A Legend.

An Omen.

"Hey you " The smell of alcohol was strong on his breath. "Is Prismeya Arc home? I got some stuff to talk to her about."

Pyrrha hit the ground with a solid 'thunk.'

~~~~~

Jaune replaced the ice-pack on Pyrrha's head, the poor girl running a fever. She conked out when Mr. Branwen had come over, leaving his sisters to finish dinner while Jaune handled his bodyguard.

The news played in the background, Jaune listening in on some very important information.

"This is Lisa Lavender being you the biggest news of the night! Jacques and Willow Schnee have both been arrested on the grounds of Ties to Organized crime, including Gang Violence, Drug Trafficking, and Faunus Trafficking. While there is strong evidence, a deeper investigation will take place. Their children are being moved to an undisclosed, safe location for the time being. We here at the Vale News Network will do our best to keep you Updated as the story develops and information comes to light."

@novankenn for archiving.

[aspartameabuser69]

I love how Hazbin Hotel brushed over Angel Dust’s drug use, because in the eyes of the show drug use isn’t something very traumatic, leads to much more vulnerable to human and sex trafficking, SA, and abusive relationships. Drug use is very complicated but in Hazbin Hotel Angel Dust’s drug problem is mentioned like…four times and one of those three times was a fucking joke. Drug use is often very misrepresented in media, also being an addict doesn’t make you a bad person, drug use shouldn't be criminalised (it makes it much harder to seek help), and rehab shouldn’t expensive as fuck. And also Angel Dust’s name? Weird as shit. That’s like naming your OC crack. It’s treating Angel Dust like he’s only his addiction wich is really horrible representation for obvious reasons. Vivziepop does not know how to represent serious topics, she either uses it for fetish bait or an actual literal joke. Also his name? Doesn’t make any sense. The effects of PCP were discovered over ten years after Angel Dust canonically died. It’s so clear Vivzepop didn’t do any research on the topic she’s trying to represent, it takes five seconds to google this shit.

[batboopp]

i like ghostmaker and batman as narrative foils not in the “ghostmaker is incapable of forming relationships with or feeling empathy for others, therefore batman is better” way but in the fact that ghostmaker IS better. literally. more stronger mentally, emotionally, physically. stronger in the way he carries himself and how he sees himself and how he treats others (depending on your definition of strong) and yet, he’s still so so miserable. he can lie to himself all he wants, or ignore everything but blatant fact, but it still doesn’t change the fact that even though he follows batman’s “I work alone” rule better than the actual batman ever could, he still loses to bruce in some way. bruce was willing to shoot someone for khoa, willing to follow and stay, and khoa straight up couldn’t handle it. therefore, he is worse in the one thing that makes batman, batman. that nothing will ever tie him down, no matter what. not Bruce or his city or his rouges.

except, that’s not entirely true anymore, is it? because this time, he does stay. he meets Bruce’s kids and indulges bruce in banter and playfighting and even fake ‘dates’. he stays, and leads, batman inc. and he does it considerably better than batman. of course, he still kills people. he can barely stand batmans kids and the feeling is entirely mutual. he still treats others as expendable next to his mission. but, he stays. he stays with bruce, with someone, in some way this time. he’s learning, he’s willing to learn.

[ineffably-human]

Guillermo must read like a Southern Gothic post to his entire family.

Imagine your only kid has been married to his work in food service/the railroad/food service at the railroad? for fifteen years and it's the reason he never sees you. One time he came home and said he could get you a mini-fridge from his friend who was once dead but it's fine now. He left to go get it and didn't come back. Some people are filming the whole time.

Another time he disappeared to London for a year, and when he came back he finally let you see his house. It's a trash-covered mansion with a tree through the ceiling. He appears to live there by himself. He's exchanged his sweaters for Versace and a watch that's more expensive than God. He tells you he's gay, which you knew, even though you've never talked about it and he's been sending you photos of some woman you haven't met (you think?) for years. Some people are again filming, this time for his grandma's birthday, except there's no cake or presents and you never see a copy of the videotape.

He bought you a house last year. But the first time he's come for your birthday in three or four years he doesn't bring a gift, and spends the time frantically whispering to someone on the phone. The people are still filming him. It's been like five years of them filming him. He's in the sweaters again.

He tells you he can't say why or what's going to change for him, but he can never see you again. You ask if what he's doing is making him happy but don't give him time to answer. It's the first direct question you've really asked him all evening. Then you ask him where his crucifix is. He needs one, it'll help. It's really important that he have one, and he keeps losing them. So scatterbrained. This is what will make it better.

(You don't see his face as you force the chain around his neck. You don't see him disappearing before your eyes. Was it always this way, with you two, or did it happen over time?)

You casually tell the cousin who's been lecturing him all night that he comes by weekly now to say goodbye forever. Your sweet boy, so dramatic, even as a child. So mysterious. You just don't know what he's thinking. But he'll be back.

[j4gm]

authorities in london are starting to catch on to the fact that all the west end american candy stores are fronts for smuggling rings so now the new hotness among london's money laundering enthusiasts is unlicensed harry potter shops

awesome that enjoyers of the transphobic wizard books can now support great causes like *checks notes* modern slavery

[illyrianbitch]

god political correctness is ruining our society, like wdym people cant sell y/n to one direction anymore?

[ophilosoraptoro]

CONSPIRACY OF SILENCE [Banned Discovery Channel Documentary]

Before Epstein, there was Boys Town.

This documentary was pulled just before its broadcast date, in 1994. It was never aired.

[brekitten]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Danny Fenton & Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Danny Fenton, Clark Kent, Lex Luthor Additional Tags: Fentonic 2024 (Danny Phantom), Danny Fenton Has a Space Ghost Core, Protective Jason Todd, dad jason todd, why is that not a tag, Kryptonite (DCU), Kryptonite is Rock Candy, Beta Read, Stardust - Freeform, Candies, Kid Danny Fenton, Adopted Danny Fenton, Crack Treated Seriously, One Shot Series: Part 20 of Cat Soulmates Fentonic 2024 Spoilers, Part 2 of All My Daydreams Summary:

Lex Luthor and Superman are fighting. Tiny little toddler Danny is there and decides to help his favorite superhero by eating the rock candy that seems to be hurting him.

Stardust | Candies

Day 20! Got this one done yesterday, so it wasn't panic written this time! Beta'd by the amazing @catnek-writing-things , give her some love yall!

I am determined to make her accept compliments, and I am stubborn. I will not give up. I refuse.

[szilverer]

been away from my computer this weekend so. heres An Attempt to colour with a random app on my phone

baby's first kill! neither me nor cinthe expected that lady to actually die, so i can only interpret it as cinthe losing control in the middle of the scuffle.

uncoloured pic + Very early nemesis rambling under the cut

i find it incredibly funny that Reisz – the blank slate, empty, with no background and therefore no memories of being brought up with any values whatsoever, who 99% of the time felt no difference between doing good or causing harm, who enjoys causing harm even – took a good while to actually kill anyone, their first kill was a permakill yeah but this isn't relevant

& Cinthe. normal young victorian lady, sheltered disabled child from a good catholic family, by all means An Average Person. gets to send someone to the boatman on her first week.

i did Not expect that option to lead to a death lmfao but im a fresh account!! i didn't have the hard earned lessons for the other one. i had no choice.

hyacinthe had no choice. she lost it, for a moment. she sacrificed a lot to come to the Neath, to attempt patching up this one big gaping wound that ultimately made her unable to move on with life. she can't let herself falter. she can't fail and she promised herself no one would get in her way but.

...but.

that doesn't mean she's not going to feel horrible about it.

and then, a little later. red. fucking. honey.

am personally stoked to learn about other corners of FL's setting thru the other ambitions, and im trying my best not to look at guides (paying the price infuriatingly at times. yes i missed the free fate yes im still bitter about it.), so learning what has been going on in the Shuttered Palace this entire time.???? wdym everytime Reisz was dancing the devil's tango in parties or trying to invent heavy metal concerts by composing symphonies using the correspondence there was that LITERAL HELL going on nearby. bro.

...Hyacinthe couldn't believe her eyes. That ↑ was what was going through her mind the entire time: This is hell. I am in hell. I descended to hell.

She had the funny equivalent of Paris Syndrome up until that point but seeing those cages? Knowing she tortured some poor soul when she lingered a little too long in a memory that reminded her of her own past? All that might have broken something in her already. So much pain and cruelty in this place. Everywhere she looked, pain and cruelty.

She figures she'll have to get used to it.