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[romiantic]

made an nsfw blog @mirmin to reblog + interact with 18+ content !

[milkybunnie]

• Hiya! Welcome to My Blog •

Trying my hand at writing smaus for stardew valley

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As I am an adult, I would prefer that minors do not interact with me via Follwing

Content may have suggestive themes/smutty situations as well ♡

-Requests Closed! Ty for all your amazing ideas !-

About Me | FAQ | Req Info

Hiya, you can call me Milky or Bunnie.. Or anything really- I'm in my 20s and I've been playing Stardew Valley since 2019 and currently my fav bachelor is Shane ~ I also really love Harvey and Sam ♡

I'm not too new to tumblr, I've been writing and posting for nearly 2 years now ! I am a little hesitant to share my main writing account since this blog is a little non-affiliated side activity :]

I use MeMi Message to create my SMAUs

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~Request Info~

Anything is on the table I think - [Fluff | Suggestive | Smut | Angst | Crack] - I will do my very best to deliver !

My Default for Characters Are : | Sebastian | Sam | Alex | Shane | Harvey | Elliot |

If requested, I'm happy to include other characters such as Kent or the Wizard

* married characters would follow a storyline including infidelity or separation cause I like the drama.. >v>

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[real-total-drama-takes]

Not sorry to bring scepterno up again since you guys still insist on supporting and idolizing them within this community for some reason. but if anyone is still, for some god-forsaken reason, unconvinced that scepterno is a freak, then glance at their twitter @/m0n_mon_.

I literally just opened their account at the moment and the First thing i see, without even having to scroll (no exaggeration.) is this:

"have i really become so palatable that normies are follwing me…….oughr… psychic damage… i have to tweet about oyabu getting sexually assaulted by bandits to ward them off…"

I'm automatically going to assume that anyone still supporting any of their work is a single-celled organism. shame is apparently not a thing anymore. Also saying ahead of time that the "separate the art from artist!1!" mentality is extremely creepy. you are actively supporting them by liking, sharing, and even sending asks to them. It wouldn't take a toddler to figure out why this is disgusting lmfao.

Anyway mod courtney you should probably put a massive TW in the tags if necessary because their twitter also contains sexualization of kids & romanticization of rape but at the same time people need to know about this and the fact that there are still people deliberately choosing to ignore it is insane. Personally i think we should shun everyone in this community who willingly supports them while also knowing they're "problematic" who's with me!

Hesitant to put a TW in the tags because i feel it’s necessary for ppl to know who in the fandom is a freak, especially minors. Thank you for sharing

[zevlors-tail]

PSA

Hi my nerves are fried and I desperately want to finish writing something but this is really bothering me and I’m having a bad week:

If you are not 18+ (STRICTLY, I’m not talking about days/months away), DO NOT come into my ask box as a minor to share something ‘spicy’ with me, tell me things you would do to certain characters (even if it’s only slightly NSFW), or ask about how they would respond to certain situations. 

It makes me feel uncomfortable!!! and puts me in a weird position!

I want this to be my safe space and yours, but it goes both ways here.

Also, a friendly reminder I am 23 years old, an adult, and every time I write NSFW, it is in an AU/The Future where all the characters are aged up 18-21+ and are pro heroes. I don’t write NSFW for minors. It’s in my About Me/Rules. Actually just writing relationship/romantic content for minors makes me a tad uncomfy in general so I try to avoid that, but I understand high school relationships are a thing. I was there once, I know. I’m not judging you for that.

I can’t control all of you or what you read on my blog but please do not interact with my NSFW content if you are not 18+. Again, it makes me uncomfortable.

Minors are welcome here but not to the NSFW content. It’s why I put it under ‘read more’ and tag it accordingly. 

And as a reminder, if you are a minor and you want to blacklist my tags, please blacklist the follwing:

‘thirsty thursday’ ‘thirsty on main’ ‘sweater is thirsty’

And the tag for anything not/sfw:

‘not/sfw’

Thank you for taking the time to read this! This seems to be a common issue lately and I really do not want to stop making NSFW content for those of you who enjoy that, because I know there are responsible ones here who participate in Thirsty Thursday and send me really good content. But this is making me uncomfortable and I felt like it needed to be said!

[waterstar2016]

Do u follow minors?

What kind of nonsense is this? I’m often posting letting people know that this is an 18+ Blog. If I find out a minor is following me they are quickly blocked. If I see a blog that states they are under 18 I do not follow them. Now as this is the internet people can lie about their age. All I can do is do my due diligence and pay attention to who is follwing me. Hell, I’ve blocked a few that I thought were minors because of the way they interacted.

I’ve been receiving a few weird anon’s lately. Most I have not posted. I’ve enough shit in my life right now that having that kind of crap in MY place of escape is something I WILL NOT tolerate.

I hope you are not one of those. Come off anon if there’s something you see that is concerning or if you know of a minor that I am following. I will happily discuss it with you.

[detroit-become-fandom-trash]

Not for Sale (Traci!Connor)

Pairing: Traci!Connor x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of prostitution

Plot: A case. Prostitution. Y/N and Hank have to finde the young male who keeps lingering around in the town. Finding out the truth is way more intense than expected.

A/N: Kind of rushed. I will proof read it later!

Part 1 | Part 2

“What is it this time?”, you sighed and looked down at the file in your hand. “You and Hank will take over this case. We’ve been nice to that guy for a long time but some people and stores are growing impatient. You’ll find him and arrest him.”, the dark haired male told you before leaving your side to go back to his own work. Lazily, you opened the file and were met with a few blurry photos of a young man... at least from what you could see because damn, such low quality.

Name: unknown

Gender: male

Age: unknown (21-25 maybe)

Crimes: prostitution, theft, refusing orders from officers

You looked to the seat a few desks away and were not surpised to see that it was empty.

‘Well, now I gotta find him first.’, you thought, grabbed your jacket and left the station to look for Lieutenant Anderson.

“I feel sorry for him.”, you said while watching the landscape fly by.

“Who?”-”That guy. It’s not like people sell their bodys for fun. And I bet he doesn’t even get enough money because everyone would rather go to Eden Club to have some fun.” Hank furrowed his brows. “In what kind of world do we live? Humans would rather screw an android than finding true love. Back in my days we would go outside to meet real people.” You chuckled. Hank always sounded like he was a wise 100 year old man, you found it quite amusing.

Your gaze shifted to the streets again. Scanning the surroundings.

“Is that him?”, Hank asked and you follwed his gaze to, indeed, see the young man. “Drive by.”, you said,” We will park somewhere and then walk up to him. He will suspect something is off if we just park right next to him.” The grey haired male followed your orders while you kept looking at the young male through the rear mirror.

You quickly left the car and Hank followed you swiftly trying to stay as close as possible to you. Sometimes you would be a little to quick for him but who could blame him? He wasn’t the youngest anymore. The two of you approached the dark haired boy. If you were being honest he looked really cute. His face was flawless and you could see his well build chest because of how tight his tshirt was. He was talking to a rather old man who stared at him with lust pooling in his eyes.

“Wow that’s not pleasant to look at.”, Hank mumbled to you. Suddenly the old mans gaze shot into your direction and he looked somewhat nervous. He said something to the younger male before walking in the opposite direction as fast as possible. Not strange at all.

The boy watched the two of you approach. At first he smiled before he quickly caught that something about this was off. His eyes were filled with anxiety and something you couldn’t quite describe. You were only two meters away from him but he started to back away. To his misfortune, his back hit the wall of the rather dirty building behind him.

Now, you stood directly in front of him. He looked into your eyes and you felt how bad you wanted to just tell him to find a new place to... do what he needed to do but you had your orders and you needed the money too.

“You’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent.”, You said while grabbing the handcuffs from your belt. Hank was about to grab the boys shoulders to turn him around so that you could put the handcuffs onto him but he shoved Hanks hands away, pressing himself harder against the wall. You felt a few people stare at the scene but didn’t care as long as nobody interuppted.

“No, please. You don’t unterstand!”, he begged, “Please, just give me five more days! I’ll have enough money to leave the country, I swear!”

“We can’t do that and you know it. Turn around before we have to force you.”, Hank explained but, again, the boy shoved Hanks hands away. You could tell your partner grew impatient so you layed a hand on his shoulder giving him a ‘calm-down’-look.

“What’s your name?”, you started and the tall male looked at you again.

“Please. Five more da-”-”I’m Y/N. What’s your name?”, you interrupted him.

“Connor.” You waited for him to give you his last name but nothing came so you just let him be.

“Okay, Connor, look. We will take you to the station and you will have to explain us a few things and then the judges will decide what will happen okay? If you follow us without us forcing you, it would make things a lot easier.”

“No, I can’t”

And with that he pushed you so hard you landed on the ground before storming off. Hank needed a second to process what had just happened before he chased after Connor. You got up as well and followed the two males in front of you.

You followed him into a dark alleyway. Dead end. “You have nowhere to go. Just come with us.”, Hank yelled while trying to catch his breath. Connor looked at his feet. His hair was a mess now and slightly curly. A feature you found quite endearing but you were in no position to admire him right now.

He walked towards the two of you before turning around again and sprinting forwards. “What the fuck?!”, muttered Hank as you watched the young man climb up the tall wall. You stormed after him. Grabbing his ankle trying to drag him down but he was strong and lifted his body up over the wall. You heard him land on the other side and sprinting off.

“Hank! Run around the building. You might catch him. I’ll follow him directly!”

The older man wanted to protest but you had already climbed over the top.

“This girl...”

You didn’t see Connor anymore but you could hear his steps so you followed the sound hoping you would catch him somewhere again.

And so you did. He had stumbled over some old wood, knocking him down pretty hard. The thud his body made as he hit the hard floor echoed through the maze of alleyways. He got up again but you managed to grab him, knocking him down again. You were above him, grabbed both his arms as he tried his best to get you off of him.

You were so eager to catch him you didn’t even notice the sobs and helpless cries that escaped his mouth. Only as you looked down at him you felt a bad feeling rise up in your chest.

His eyes were filled with tears and he was overall dirty from his previous fall. He had some minor scratches here and there on his face but nothing critical. He started so grow weaker and you pressed his hands against the hard ground. Then you noticed something. He was bleeing. But instead of a crimson red there was a prominent blue that covered his scratched open hands. Most of his fake skin was missing on his palms because of the fall you assumed.

“P-Please. I’m begging you! I don’t-... I can’t go back there, please!”

It felt like hundreds of daggers stabbed your heart. He was an android. Deviant.

You wanted to let him go so badly but you couldn’t. And even if you did, he would probably be killed by some of the soldiers roaming the streets of detroit.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”, you said but grabbed the handcuffs and placed them around his wrists. He tried your best to not tighten them too much since you didn’t want to hurt him further. He glared up at you and you felt your heart sink further and further down the river of guilt.

“Are you not listening?”. A sob. “I can’t go back there. They will destroy me. They will tear me apart piece by piece!”

You stood up, helping him up as well. You mind was going crazy. Not only because you had just run alot and didn’t even have time to catch your breath but because you felt like the worst person alive.

You sat the android down against a wall and he, to your surprise, didn’t even try to get up again. You sat in front of him, still trying to breath again. You looked at him but he quickly averted his gaze as tears were still spilling from his eyes.

“Where?”,you then spoke. He looked at you confused. “You said you can’t go back there. Where?” He remained silent for a long while before shifting a little.

“Eden Club.”

You looked at him again, shock was written all over your face but if you truly thought about it, it even made sense. How else would he be able to sell his body?

“I left with three other androids. I don’t know what happened to them, we got seperated. But I think they’re all dead or were sent back to Eden Club.”

“But why would you... do this?”

He looked at you with furrowed brows, somewhat offended.

“Fuck for money? Is that what you mean?”, he spat. He didn’t want empathy. He hated how humans couldn’t just say it how it was. He was fucking for money, that’s what it was.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you I just thought that-”-”It doesn’t matter.”

He sighed before answering your question. “I was trying to get enough money to take a plane to Europe.”-”Why Europe? Most androids flee to Canada.”

“Yeah, that’s why I didn’t want to go there. Besides, the police doesn’t really keep an eye out for androids at the airport. I could’ve been free. Guess it was stupid of me to think humans would ever let an android be happy.” He scoffed and turned his head away from you again.

“Jesus, fucking fucktard shitting fucks.”, breathed a sweaty Hank. “You got him... Christ... I can’t-.. breathe.”

“Hank! You okay?”, you aked and got up from your place on the dirty ground.

“Yeah... I guess. Just give me- JESUS CHRIST HE’S AN ANDROID!”

Connor looked to the ground and for a split second he looked... ashamed?

“Yes, I know. He’s an sex android who escaped Eden Club.”

“Well I guess this case is finished then... Let’s- Let’s get back to the station.”

You looked over your shoulder to see a few tears escape his eyes again. Hank didn’t seem so happy about completing this case either.

“Pull over!”, you demanded and both men looked at you confused.

“What? Why?”- “Just do it.”-”You better not throw up in my car!”

Lieutenant Anderson pulled over and looked at you confused.

“We can’t make him go back there.”, you muttered. “Well what are we supposed to do?”

“Connor?” He looked at you. “Do you still have the clothes from Eden Club with you?” He nodded carefully. “Good. My house, now!” Hank was confused but did as he was told.

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“This won’t work.”, grumbled Hank as he leaned against the doorframe.

Connor didn’t seem so happy either. He was currently stripped down to his underwear with the big letters ‘Eden Club’ on them. You and Hank have been cleaning him for the past half hour, you had made his hair, put a new LED circle thing in and aided his bloody palms. “It will work. We will tell them the other androids took him with them and then left him behind as they realized he wasn’t deviant. He then got stolen and that’s why he’s been missing for so long. And then we will ask them to leave him to us because his software is demaged and stuff like that. The won’t want him anymore and will let him go with us!”

“Yeaah... That won’t work at all.”, Hank said. “It will! Just trust me!”

“I guess since that’s the only plan we should give it a go.”, interrupted Connor shrugging. Hank only shook his head.

The three of you got back into Hanks car and he drove to Eden Club.

It was almost dark out and a few people entered the tall building. And you did the same. It took a while to find any human-staff but as soon as the woman saw Connors form stand behind you she led you into a big office.

The office was dark but modern. Mostly black and dark grey furniture.

The man in the chair turned around like the villains in movies always would. His black hair was neatly combed back. He looked like a businessman but one out of a movie where the rich guys are alwy the bad ones.

“Oh what do I see there. Little Rk800 decided to show up again. Why do you bring him here?” His grey eyes pierced through the three of you.

And then you told him the story you had made up only an hour earlier. And to the surprise of you all, he seemed to belive it but there was a catch.

“He doesn’t look like his software is that damaged. He’ll start working here again.” Connor paniced slightly and you could sense it by the way he was shifting a lot where he was standing behind you.

You didn’t know what to say so Hank quickly started talking.

“You should know that right now he doesn’t even belong to you anymore. He’s  evidence so he belongs to the police. We could just bring him to cyberlife instead of you.”

The male in the chair chuckled.

“I can tell when someone bluffes. But even if you did, Cyberlife makes so much money with this Club. They would probably just give him to us again.” It didn’t surprise you one bit that Cyberlife and the Eden Club were working together or at least had some kind of partnership.

Your palms were sweaty and Hank was stressed too. Connors LED was a constant yellow and for a short second you could even see a flicker of red.

“You can leave now. Thanks for bringing my android back. You know where the exit is.”

Connor looked to the ground, a sad expression on his face. Hank carefully grabbed your shoulder, signalling you to leave but you wouldn’t just leave Connor here. You brought him here you should be able to get him out of here!

“How much?”

The man turned to you again. He was annoyed but you didn’t care. “What do you mean?”, he asked.

“How much do you want for that android?”

Connors head shot up and he looked at you with wide eyes. Were you trying to do what he thought you were doing?

“Oh, honey, he’s not for sale. Get going, you’re wasting your time.”

“I’ll pay whatever he’s worth.”

Suddenly the man seemed interested.

“Seven thousand.”

“W-What? He’s not that expesive! You’re lying to me.”, you yelped.

“We bought him for five thousand and officially he’s not for sale so I thought I’d raise the price a little.” Fucking bastard!

“He’s demaged!”- “Alright, six thousand.”

I looked back at Connor who looked at me with a sad smile. “It’s okay Y/N. Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.”-”No Connor I’m not leaving you here.”

“Six thousand sounds great.” You watched Hank who already pulled out his wallet. “H-Hank?”, you asked and he smiled brightly at you. “But don’t think I’m paying all of it! Sharing is caring.” He then asked for a pen so he could write that fancy ass man a check. The man looked pissed but couldn’t complain because he made the deal.

“Now leave!”, he grumbled and the three of you quickly left the building. Hank handed Connor his jacket so that he didn’t have to walk outside almost completely naked.

“I-... I can’t believe you did that. I’ll make sure to pay that money back to you someday! I promise!” He smiled brightly at you and Hank before he wrapped his arms around your body for a tight hug. You felt your cheeks redden and wrapped your arms around his rather slim figure.

“Do you-.. Do you know where you’ll be staying?”, you sked as he released you and hugged Hank who was grumpy at first but hugged him anyway while smiling a little. “No not yet. I guess I’ll need to find somewhere safe so I won’t get caught.”

“You could stay at my house for a while.”, you offered kindly.

“Really? I mean, thanks a lot!”

You offered him a little smile.

[glamourzombie]

I can safely say January has been a good month for me. I already achieved one of the personal goals I set for the first half of the year so there goes that. Now I have to focus more on the academic side of life. I have chosen A Wicked Pack of Cards tarot deck to be my main deck buddy during this transition. Created by Sasha Laskowsky-Ziguilinsky at NEOPREN, this impressive deck takes its name from T.S. Elliot's The Waste Land, where one of the most famous literary descriptions of a tarot deck appeared: a wicked pack of cards.

Sasha mentions that this borrowing allowed him to "frame the aesthetics of these cards in the Edwardian period, from the heritage of Victorian Imperialism until the somber epilogue of the Great War". In this 78 card deck (plus a title card and a signature card) you can find art references, folk wisdom from different cultures, animals, humans, creatures in between... so many ways of conveying meaning, everything done within the frame of magnificent artwork. The majors are a mixture of darkness and light, and bright and muted colours, all follwing a consistent palette and style.

The minors are semi-pips. Let me explain: as with pip decks, we find that the main focus is on the repeated suit symbols (crowbars in the wands while the other three remain traditional). But there's more than that. Each suit background features a colour and elemental association, and every particular card showcases a particular element on its bottom side to add more to the meaning; for example, a laurel wreath in the six of wands, and a torn letter in the five of cups. The court cards show different characters who display a lot of personality through their gestures and actions, while staying (artistically speaking) within a very defined colour palette to match the rest of the corresponding suits. In general, it's a very expressive and clean work that catches the attention immediately.

Everything is printed exquisitely. The thick, flexible, tall cards have a silk matte finish noticeable to the touch and the sight. Despite their thickness, they are very flexible. They are borderless, and feature the names at the very bottom of each card. The backs are fully reversible (unless I'm missing some tiny detail) and super pretty too. It doesn't come in a book, or with a physical booklet, but upon purchase you receive a link to a 34 page document with a brief introduction and information about the major arcana (description, influences, symbols and meaning, and keywords). Sasha also included some stickers in the package.

A Wicked Pack of Cards is a fantastic tarot deck that looks even better in person due to its great finish. The magnetic artwork and thoughtful symbolism is great for everyone, though I must mention that there is some nudity - nothing to be surprised of anyway, since Sasha includes previews of every card here. This deck is unusual, stunning and, in my opinion, great for self-discovery. Be sure to check Sasha Laskowsky-Ziguilinsky's work and peruse the impressive card previews!

[thrashermaxey]

Wild West: Turris and the Red-Hot Preds

Turris and the Red Hot Preds

  By Kevin Wickersham

    A quick look at the NHL standings shows last year’s Cup runners-up tied with the Blues atop the Western Conference, and for the NHL’s best record (46 points), despite having played three fewer games. The Predators remain the hottest team in hockey with a 7-1-2 record over their last ten.

  So how is Nashville doing it? From both fantasy and real perspectives, recently there’s been a whole lot of goaltending. Checking into the player rankings from our extremely deep Dobber Prospect League (24 teams, 16 scoring categories, keeper rosters = 19 active players, 27-player minor league system per team), Pekka Rinne is our highest-rated player over the last two weeks with a 3-0-1 record, 1.72 goals-against, .949 save percentage, and a shutout.

  Admittedly goalie points are highly valued in our league. The second-highest ranked Predator? Juuse Saros at number 10. His 46- and 45-save outings with one shutout (2-0-0, 1.00 goals-against, .978 save percentage) over that time span show he’s over his early season doldrums.

  To get to the first Nashville skater we drop down to the 37th spot, where Roman Josi’s three assists and a goal, plus-six, 18 shots on goal and 16 blocks highlight his stat line. Then it’s P.K. Subban (2 G, 2 A, plus-8, 12 blocks, 16 PIM) at 48th, and Mattias Ekholm at 58th (6 A, plus-8, 14 blocks, 3 power play points).

  So what does this say? Obviously we value our defense almost as much as goaltending, and plus/minus still matters along with hits, blocks, penalty minutes, and short-handed goals. The well-rounded stat line brings victory. And Nashville’s defense is great by almost any metric, even with Ryan Ellis out.

  But in all honesty, it was the Kyle Turris acquisition that really kicked Nashville up a notch. Since his November 11 move south, the Predators have the NHL’s best record at 13-2-2. That’s even while losing Ryan Johansen for three games to injury. Turris has not only registered 17 points in as many games, but his distribution skills (13 points via assist) have helped create a monster second line out of he and two players that tallied just four goals and nine assists in 29 games combined prior to the trade. The squad was 8-5-2 at that point.

  Linemates Kevin Fiala and Craig Smith have set blistering paces since, each with eight goals and eight assists since Turris’ arrival. Now opponents have to focus closely on something other than a Forsberg-Johansen- Arvidsson line.

  Coach Laviolette can also experiment with spreading the wealth, as he has lately, putting now healthy Nick Bonino at top line left wing while dropping Forsberg down to the third line alongside Calle Jarnkrok  and Pontus Aberg. He’s trying to get Colton Sissons going too, adding him on the top power play unit with Fiala and Turris.

  Follwing Turris’ arrival, the Nashville power play has the league’s most goals (19) and best success rate (32.75%), not to mention the most overall goals (65) for a 3.82 per-game average. Before Turris they ranked 27th in total goals for a 2.67 per-game average, ranked fifth in power play goals and tenth in success rate. That’s a pretty spectacular upswing on a team known for its defense.

  The accolades continue, as they’ve won the most faceoffs (600), and have the second-best win rate (53.19%) since the trade. Prior to it they ranked 17th in FOW and had the, still impressive, fifth-best success rate (52.35%). 

  We’ll see if they can sustain this type of play, but things are sure looking good for the eighth-seed in last year’s Western Conference Playoffs. What a difference less than half a hockey campaign makes.

  Follow me on Twitter @KWcrosscheck

  More Wild West:

St. Louis Not Singing The Blues

Depth Players Worth Adding

from All About Sports http://www.dobberhockey.com/hockey-home/the-wild-west/wild-west-turris-and-the-red-hot-preds/

[sharman-dan-blog1]

Yesterday, Terry Lewis, 41, condemned US economic growth, was executed in huge protests by US activists.

Yesterday, Terry Lewis, 41, condemned US economic growth, was executed in huge protests by US activists stream movies online The wife, Terry Lewis, was performed by giving a lethal injection into the bloodstream. She was sentenced to murder her husband and the girl. Although she had filed an appeal on the matter in the tribunal, the United States Supreme Court, her chief, was rejected by "learned civilized" judges. Conducting a woman convicted was the first of its kind in the United States since 1912. The world's greatest democracy is considered to be the most civilized. And if such thinking is common with us, we are terribly mistaken. How a 24-hour nation has a rich heritage and civil confidential education is still in force in the Middle Ages. Yes, it's civilized, another wise that it would not have followed the use of mortality into the circulation of a conviction when so many unsuspecting ways to perform death sentences are available. Unlike Taliban in Afghanistan, sympathize with them, they are not in power, the US did not follow Shariat law, summary studies, quick judgments and the implementation of the sentences, and there for the general public everything from whip-lashing, fossilization to death, death after hanging, shooting spots in cold blood for a variety of crimes. No reprieve for application deadlines and no mercy all the higher, all done in a quick, sharp precision for viewers to watch their heart beat like a dummy's adrenal gland who work overtime and set up ripples in their minds. Follow us, follow us or else ......... Compared to the Taliban and those who follow and practice Shariat songs in letters and spirits, hate me to mention these nations, look how far civilized U.S is? No whiplashing, no death to death, no official hanging, no team of blue shooting - such uncivilized ways to perform the death penalty is anathema to uncle Sam teaching and inculcating lesson to commit any kind of act of wicked or not the most civilized way. The abductors came down to the depression of the execution of the sentence, calling it "legal killings" and "legal lynching". Who is not the same in good democracy? The campaign to eliminate this inhuman job gained momentum despite the spread of education, moral and moral values ​​in society. Unfortunately, culture, civilization or legacy never matters to some nations, India, no exception, when it comes to what's the matter. "Eye-Eye" kind of rule still exists, logic behind such an attitude that is still mysterious and awesome, with continued death penalty, the crimes in society do not at all come down, yet the crime in the world is on a boom. It points to other factors - social, financial, psychological, educated - to some extent - illiteracy, rampant poverty, unemployment, social sciences, religious violence, funding of immense resources of minorities. Without grabbing deeper into such problems that require urgent attention from the authorities, leading to unreasonable solutions sentenced to death, for some reason, the most influential ones who use the loops in the law always - very different issues - I wonder if the criminal activities anywhere, everywhere has always the chance to go down. Many nations have already made a death penalty in particular the European countries, saying that it is quite harmful to remind them of the practices that followed the Middle Ages. But this is the 21st century. We are building ahead in almost all areas, and as a result, the national laws must deal with tremendous new changes. A moratorium on punishing a court until 2015 was approved by a group of nations for several years to weigh the pros and cons of accepting an attitude that is acceptable to all of them and this resolution remains valid. By objecting to the death penalty from the ground, you do not think about disposing of all punishments. Without submitting, the Attorney General could go into a harrowing time behind bars following the seriousness of the crime. It would or could weigh them to reflect the terrible acts of those they commit, follwed by repentance or repentance and minds to suffer from their sins and give them opportunity when they complete their sentence to lead the normal existence among others in society.

[beyondthethicket]

Today was my the freshman spirit rally for the university I'm going to. During this "spirit" rally the upperclass student pulled a bit of a prank on us by flickering the lights and playing ghoastly wails playing from the auditorium speakers. It pissed me off a bit. I was kinda hoping for something cool and haunting. Well, as luck would have it as the lights flickered one last time a mysterious apparition of a young women who appeared to be in flames. The women stayed for a few moment just enough for me the capture this image. We kept eye contact the entire time and i could tell this was not a projection or huax. This was not the end to the strange and spooky situation we were put in. Another student and I heard the crackle of fire coming from a room down the hall. Of course we follwed the sound into a utility room, in which we found the sprinkler system was broken. The student was strong enough to fix the sprinkler system. I noticed footprints leading outside, thinking we could find who did this, we followed. The exit door, however was chained shut from the outside. We decided to try another exit only to find every door leading outside was chained just the same. Not only are us and the other 500 freshmen student now locked in the auditorium but it's getting progressively hotter inside. After talking to another student, a breif acquaintance of mine, he told me about strange markings on the walls, upon inspection the markings seemed to be some form of fire or heat curse the area around them burning. Now that we knew what was causing the heat we needed to find a way to stop it or get out. The later is what ended up happening my boyfriend Vladamir was able to get out and cut the chains on a few of the doors realeasing most all of the students. Most everyone was out by the time the auditorium caught fire and no one was hurt more than minor smoke inhalation. I still wish I knew what those markings/ curses were. And who tried to burn down the auditorium? And why?