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Don’t Shoot Me’:part 2 Video Shows #Cops Hold #5 #Innocent Children at Gunpoint for Playing #Basketball
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Grand Rapids, MI — Outraged community leaders in Grand Rapids are demanding reform after five African American youths aged between 12 and 14 years were held at gunpoint — for no justifiable reason — as they walked home from playing basketball. Pressure on the department by The Grand Rapids Press through a Freedom of Information Act request finally forced them to release the body camera footage which is nothing short of horrifying.
As the Free Thought Project reported last week, original v ideo of the incident, taken from far away, shows a number of #GrandRapids Police Department patrol cars descended on the scene, as #officers point loaded weapons at the youths, order them to the ground, and eventually place them each in handcuffs — after a vague call to dispatch suggested a large fight in the area, and the possibility a teen was in #possession of a #gun.
None of the young teens in question were armed. “Now they’re saying they don’t like the police,” Ikeshia Quinn, mother of two of the teens, told WOOD-TV — intimating the boys did not feel ambivalent toward #law #enforcement until this traumatic incident. “They don’t want to be involved with the police. They should’ve been approached differently because they are young boys. They had basketballs in their hands.” As the #bodycamera #footage begins, Officer Caleb Johnson pulls up to the boys and immediately points his weapon at them and demands they get on the ground. “Get on the #ground!” #Johnson tells the boys.

Three of the #children were so confused that they did not immediately comply. Luckily they weren’t shot. (Via @allnewshit ) #SosoBlú

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things to notice
  • little things about someone that make you love them
  • the cinematography of a movie
  • people who get talked over or excluded
  • mix of colours in the sky
  • cute things people do without realizing 
  • a friend who has been a little distant lately
  • the background sounds around you
  • the difference between someone’s real and fake smile
  • strangers who look sad and alone 
  • the place your mind always drifts back to
A Bad Day Turned Good

Tyler Scheid x Reader

Word Count : 1998

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I was looking down at my phone messaging my date for the fifth time asking him where he was while pacing back and forth in front of the movie theater ticket booths. I turned around to walk back to the other side of the booths when I walked straight into the chest of a tall man. I dropped my phone in surprise and yelped slightly. How embarrassing, I thought. The tall guy, being less startled then I, bent down and picked my phone up and handed it back. I quickly glanced at his faced, curly dark hair in a beanie, brown eyes, and a slight beard. Then I stammered out an apology.

“It’s okay. I hope your phone’s okay,” he replied calmly. He flashed me a quick smile and then my phone dinged. It was my date, saying that he couldn’t make it and that he was sorry. My face fell and I glanced around trying to decide what to do now. My eyes caught on the guy who’d picked up my phone. He was looking back at me with a slight smile as he stood by the ticket booths. I tried to smile back, but I think it came out more as a grimace. The guy was with four other people, two other guys, one of which had blue hair, and two girls, the blonde was holding the hand of the other dark haired guy. I bet they’re going to have a fun evening, unlike me, I thought. I looked at the movies that were showing that evening; The Space Between Us, Rings, Youth in Oregon, etc. I was supposed to see Rings with my date. I normally hate horror movies, but if I’m with someone I’m okay. I didn’t know if I should still go see it. I’d heard people say that it’s really good and really creepy. Well I might as well still try and watch it, if I don’t like it I can just leave. I shouldn’t let my stupid date spoil my night out, I thought decisively.

I bought myself a ticket and some sour patch kids and walked into the theater. I walked down the left side row looking for a seat near the wall and away from anyone. I sat down and opened my candy, but waited to eat them until the movie actually started. As I was waiting, I looked around to see who had come to see the movie. Sitting in the middle and a bit behind me, was the guy I had run into and his friends. I quickly glanced away before he saw me looking at him. He’s not too bad looking now that I actually look at him, I thought with a smile. Then the movie started and I instantly regretted everything. I hate horror movies and this movie was so fricking creepy and scary. I kept jumping at the slightest thing. I was also extremely self-conscious and uncomfortable. Maybe I should just leave. This is sooo not worth it, I thought looking around. Just when I had mustered the courage to get up and leave, someone sat down next to me. I looked over stunned and realized that it was the guy I had walked into earlier. My face turned red and I looked down at my sour patch kids.

“I’m guessing you’re not a fan of scary movies,” the guy asked, sort of matter-of-factly.

“Uh no, not especially. I was supposed to be with someone, but they didn’t come,” I said, hoping that it was dark enough that the guy couldn’t see my red, embarrassed face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him looking at me and I glanced at him quickly and then back to my candy. I decided to be nice and offered some to him, he took some and then introduced himself as Tyler.

“I’m (Y/N),” I said. He smiled and then focused his attention back to the movie. I glanced back at his friends that he had left for me and saw that they were all glancing between myself and Tyler and then to each other. They were all grinning for some reason. I focused back on the movie and continued to eat the sour patch kids. As soon as I did that, a jump scare happened. I wanted to run away and bury myself in a pile of blankets.

“God dammit,” I muttered while focusing on the candy.

“Hey (Y/N), you’re okay. Don’t worry – I’ll protect you from the scary monsters,” he said with a smirk. Is he making fun of me? I’m not some wimpy girl that needs protecting, I thought bitterly. First my date stood me up and now this guy I don’t know if making fun of me for not liking the movie. I stood up and walked out of the theater, probably with an angry look on my face. When I got out of the theater and into the fresh air, I leaned my head against the wall. God damn everything today, I thought dejectedly. Today had been such a bad day, all I wanted to do was go to bed.

“Hey,” a voice startled me out of my thoughts and I spun around looking for the source. It was the guy I had run into, Tyler.

“Yes? What? Need to make me jump some more so you can laugh?” I said harshly. He looked hurt, but I wasn’t in the mood to be nice.

“I wasn’t making fun of you in there. I was trying to help,” he said quickly. I sneered in response. “I don’t like horror movies either. I only went because my friends dragged me along. I saw you jumping during the movie and I thought that having someone next to you might be comforting and when I said the thing about protecting you from the monsters… well I don’t really know why I said that. I think I was just trying to sound cool or brave…”

“Oh. That’s actually a really nice thought,” I muttered slightly astounded. Here I was thinking he was a total jerk and actually he was trying to be nice to me. Damn, I thought looking him over more closely. He was tall and sturdily built. His hands were dancing around as he tried to decide what to do with them. Little curly bits of his hair poked out of his grey beanie and he had a slight beard forming along his jaw line. His eyes were a soft brown with real compassion shining through them.

“I’m sorry I was so rude to you,” I said remembering how I snapped at him. “I’ve had a really bad day, and then my date stood me up, and then I thought you were making fun of me and I was just not in the mood for that…”

“It’s okay. Totally understandable. Everyone has bad days, I just didn’t want to add to it,” he said, a smile coming back to his face. I realized how nice his lips looked and I couldn’t help but bite my own. Then I gave myself a quick mental slap and looked around.

“Um so uh, I don’t want to keep you from the movie. I’m sure your friends are wondering where you are,” I stuttered out.

“Eh, it’s fine. I wasn’t into the movie anyways. Would you mind if I kept you company? We could get a drink or some food… or we could just walk around,” he said glancing around.

“A walk would be good. Maybe that’ll calm me down.”

“Shall we then?” he said motioning down the street. I nodded and then started walking. I realized I still had the sour patch kids in my hand so I ate one and then offered some to Tyler. He took a few and looked at the street thoughtfully. I kept glancing at him from the corner of my eye as we shared the sour patch kids. We walked in silence until we came to a playground with a swing set. I immediately headed straight for it without waiting to see if Tyler would follow. Luckily he did follow and he laughed slightly as he saw where I was going. I smirked to myself and sat on one of the swings and started to rock myself back and forth. I kept my eyes trained on my feet, but I could feel Tyler watching me.

“You know, you’re really pretty. And I mean like gorgeous pretty,” he said slightly awkwardly. I glanced over at him smiling. He was blushing, but also smiling. I stood up and slowly walked in front of him. I had a half smirk, half smile on my face.

“You really think I’m pretty?” I said with a devious smile. He swallowed as he quickly glanced at me. Then he took a breath and steeled his face.

“Yes I do,” he said matter-of-factly. I slowly advanced on Tyler until he was standing up, but leaning backwards on the swing seat and I was directly in front of him. He kept glancing at my lips and I bit mine as I looked at his. I took another step forward and leaned forward until our lips were almost touching, but then I stopped. I looked at his eyes until he made eye contact with me, and then I turned around and walked away towards the jungle gym. I could only imagine the look on his face. I looked over my shoulder and he was still standing/leaning on the swing watching me. I climbed up the jungle gym until I was leaning against a pole on an upper platform. I looked back at Tyler and gave him a big mischievous grin. He shook his head and smiled back. Then he followed me up the jungle gym. He leaned against a pole opposite me, but didn’t approach. Boys are used to girls going to them, but I like to make the guy come to me.

“I’m not going over there if that’s what you’re waiting for,” I said with a smirk.

“What if I’m just admiring the view,” he said with his own smirk. After another moment he pushed off the pole and approached me. He put his hands on the jungle gym on either side of me, giving me nowhere to run to. He stared intently at my eyes and I refused to break contact with his or move a muscle. Surely enough, he broke contact and glanced at my lips. I licked them and smirked again. His eyes glowed like embers and he slowly moved his face closer to mine. He stopped right before our lips touched and he stayed there, refusing to move further. I looked into his eyes and then I closed the distance. His lips were soft and the kiss was slow at first. Then I broke the kiss off, but I didn’t move away. I waited – feeling the tension of the moment, and then he grabbed my neck and the back of my head and kissed me with all the passion and tension that was in his eyes. I kissed him back with all the pent up emotion I felt and the butterflies that Tyler made me feel in my stomach.

After a few moments, a mixture of shouts and laughter erupted from the street. Tyler pulled back, but didn’t let go of my neck. He didn’t turn around, he just bent his head in what seemed to be embarrassment.

“Damn them,” he muttered. Then he looked back up and me and planted another kiss on my lips. “Those are my friends. They’re very nice people, but they’re also very loud and sort of nosy. Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I laughed. I peered around him and sure enough his friends from the movie theater were standing by the entrance to the park. Smiles were visible on all of their faces. Tyler sighed and then turned around.

“Hey guys… How was the movie?”

anonymous asked:

Your favourite scene(s) in Hwarang?

The one where Soo Ho realized what he thought happened to his sister, the one where Han Sung wanted to go to Bakjae, and any scene with Han Sung and Ah Ro. 

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My brother’s high school has a full on faction war between two youth groups, who often beat each other up and fight over seats in the schoolyard (my brother isn’t in any one of them, don’t worry).

It got so bad kids have been hospitalized and the police got involved numerous times. The principal had to intervene and she made the leaders of the two youth groups sign a peace treaty to end the conflict.

They made it to the newspaper:


Ever been confused about Draconic Charts?  We all have been as there is very little information out there about them.  The Draconic chart is the soul chart and for those who believe in Esoteric Astrology indicates past life tendencies relived early in life.  The basic nature of a Draconic Chart shows a summary or who you were and how you acted up until the teenage years.  The draconic chart is the normal chart realigned with north node at 0 degrees Aries.  It is re-aligned based on the sign and degree your natal north node is in.  

A basic example of how a Draconic chart works would be natal North Node in Cancer 0 degrees shifting all of the signs 90 degrees in the Draconic chart. This happens quite simply because to get to 0 degrees Aries for the Draconic chart, every planet is shifted 90 degrees to get to the zero point.  So this shows a very important factor; only planets in signs change in Draconic charts and the aspects completely stay the same.

One must remember the birth chart is a snapshot of what we are growing into in this lifetime.  The planets in signs (and ascendant) show the basic qualities of how we acted up through our teenage years.  You may create a synastry chart between your Draconic and Natal chart to see how your inward planetary energies between youth and adulthood assist or hinder one another.  This method (if you so believe) can show whether you are continuing a theme of a past life or growing away from who you were.

Due to the basic nature of a Draconic Chart it is imperative to understand the degrees of angles stay the same as they are in the natal chart.  The only thing that can change is the sign of the actual planets and the ascendant in the Draconic chart.  This is because the are  based on the degree of the Node in the natal chart and “Shift accordingly”.  


Examples of how North Node natally in the signs play out Draconically :

(Important! The Draconic ascendant must stay in the same elemental family of your natal Ascendant.  If the degrees of the North Node and Ascendant natally cause your draconic ascendant to shift to a different element than your birth ascendant new conditions are created.  In this case I suggest going to the bottom of this post and reading about how Ascendant’s aspecting one another in Draconic/Natal synastry alter the picture.)

If the North Node is in a Fire sign of Aries, Leo or Sagittarius it increases the chances that how you acted in your teenage years carries through to adulthood. Why?  This is because when the Draconic Chart is re-aligned all of the planets in signs will be in a trine-like configuration with the natal planets. They will naturally create someone who may act the same throughout life. This may indicate reliving conditions of a past life so you can carry on something you already started.   

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List of Favorite Actors/Actresses → Alicia Vikander 

↳ “I vividly remember watching women in films when I was nine or 10, picturing them being what I’d be like as an adult. I had these real female crushes on certain actresses. And I’d watch them thinking, one day I’ll be that. One day I’ll be a woman. … I get that wish to find your complete form.”

Dont mind me I’m just a fuckin stoked small human who made a lot of friends at the show last night and ended up playing spoons for Days N Daze 

It’s amazing the translating your brain can automatically do to turn things you hear into something that makes sense with what you already think. 

I’m just remembering being Mormon, and being a girl in the church, and how much it should have bothered more. Not that I wasn’t bothered. I was. Just, in  retrospect, not enough. I was mostly bothered about the clear time/effort/budget difference between the youth programs for boys and for girls (I distinctly remember feeling furious when my brother’s Priest High Adventure involved Kayaking across the Canadian border onto various islands alongside literal whales, while the Young Women’s culminating Laurel activity involved a short hike up a local hill in a familiar park followed by a trip to the mall). 

But doctrinal stuff? My brain just translated it. Instead of listening to what was actually being said and thinking through the implications, I would just hear something else entirely, or immediately think of the best, most generous and beneficial interpretation. Without having to think about it. I didn’t think, “oh that’s a problem” and then actively seek the mental gymnastics to resolve it. The mental gymnastics were so automatic I didn’t even know they were there. 

I’ve been thinking about this because I just remembered that women can’t go to outer darkness. Which is a thing I somehow didn’t notice while I was active and believing. Even though, when I found out later and went to my church materials to confirm, it was clear no real attempt had been made to hide it. The “priesthood holder” requirement was right there. 

I know it’s silly to say, but on a doctrinal level, I think being incapable of being damned would have been more insulting and jarring to me as a believer than any of the other stuff I had found personal explanations for. It’s just so clearly condescending, trivializing, infantilizing. Which is probably why, somehow, when I believed, I didn’t notice it. If you had told me straight out I probably would have told you you were mistaken. 

My brain just translated “men” to people. “Brotherhood” to family. “Sons of Perdition” to “Children of Perdition”. The words were interchangeable to me. I didn’t think about them having a meaning that could possibly be excluding me. Especially as nothing “for the brethren” seemed particularly beyond my understanding or ability. 

I didn’t believe they did exclude me. I thought that everything that was for Priesthood holders and Priesthood worthiness was for me as well, just without the rituals to back it up. I thought the differences were merely ornamental, and justified them that way. Like, obviously if women don’t need to be “ordained” with the priesthood because we already have an equal power, then we must be just as concerned with how to wield that power.

I didn’t see myself as unequal because I didn’t act and react like I was unequal. I assumed the lip service about “different but equal” was just truth, and that those differences were superficial, which meant I did have power within the church. But those differences were fundamentally entrenched, and I wasn’t actually invited to the table I was imagining I was sitting at. I thought I had a say, or would grow to have a say, and that was never the case. I was, at best, indulged to keep me quiet and out of the way.

As I got older, it become much easier to see how the church was mistreating and hurting other people before I could see what it was doing to me. I saw racism and homophobia radiating from the doctrine long before I grasped the sexism. But looking back, the older I got the more my questions, insights, and contributions in Sunday school were shot down, especially in the co-ed classes. Even things I said or asked that were faith promoting. At the time I thought I just talked too much. But looking back, I was detracting from the lesson for the boys

The substitutions our brains make even when we’re looking directly at something are fascinating. There was a time when I would have laughed in the face of anyone who told me the church was sexist, truly unable to see it even as men led every single meeting and wrote every single rule.

I can’t believe that, even for a moment, I thought I was equal in a church that doesn’t even consider me good enough to be damned.

Privilege walk

You have probably seen buzzfeed’s one and many versions as well. Privilege Walk is to illustrate privilege (or lack of it) affects the society in many ways. It is also to raise awareness and understanding among the general audience and participants. 

Participants took a step forward or backward, or remained on the same spot, based on whether they related to the following 35 circumstances.

In 2016, UNSAID created a Singaporean version of privilege walk to celebrate singapore’s 51st birthday as a reminder to all that there is great disparity in social privilege, even if it may not always be obvious. The organisation gathered a group of 16 Singaporean youths aged between 21 – 26 from diverse racial, religious and family backgrounds to take part in the social experiment.

Questions asked:

  1. If your parents ever had to work more than one job to support your family, take one step back
  2. If you ever felt socially obliged by your friends to eat at a place out of your budget, take a step back
  3. If you can show affection for your romantic partner in public without fear of ridicule or violence, take one step forward.
  4. If the primary language spoken in your household is not English, take one step back.
  5. If you felt that your family would support you no matter what, take one step forward.
  6. If you have ever tried to change your speech or mannerisms to gain acceptance, take one step back.
  7. If you go on multiple vacations in a year, take one step forward,
  8. If you ever felt embarrassed about your clothes or house while growing up, take one step back.
  9. If people have blamed your mistakes on your gender/ethnicity, take one step backwards.
  10. If you can legally marry the person you love, take one step forward.
  11. If you were born in Singapore, take one step forward.
  12. If you or your parents have ever gone through a divorce, take one step back.
  13. If you felt like you had adequate access to healthy food growing up, take one step forward.
  14. If you are reasonably sure you would be hired for a job based on your ability and qualifications, take one step forward.
  15. If you feel comfortable being emotionally expressive/open, take one step forward.
  16. If you have ever been the only person of your race/gender/sexual orientation in a classroom or workplace setting, please take one step back
  17. If you had a job during your secondary and/or ITE/Polytechnic/Junior College years, take one step back.
  18. If you feel comfortable walking home alone at night, take one step forward.
  19. If you have ever traveled outside of South East Asia, take one step forward.
  20. If you have ever felt like there was NOT adequate or accurate representation of your racial group, sexual orientation group, gender group, in the media, take one step back.
  21. If you feel confident that your parents would be able to financially help/support you if you were going through a financial hardship, take one step forward.
  22. If you have ever been bullied or made fun of based on something that you can’t change, take one step back.
  23. If you’ve ever went on a family vacation, take one step forward.
  24. If you can buy new clothes or go out to dinner whenever you want to, take one step forward.
  25. If you were ever offered a job because of your association with a friend or family member, take one step forward.
  26. If one of your parents was ever laid off or unemployed not by choice, take one step back.
  27. If you were uncomfortable about a joke/statement you overheard related to your race, gender, appearance, or sexual orientation but felt unsafe to confront the situation, take one step back.
  28. If you have ever been rejected in a job interview because of your race/skin colour, take one step back.
  29. If you were bullied/discriminated in Singapore based on your country of origin, take one step back.
  30. If you’ve ever been excluded from a sport because of your gender, take one step back.
  31. If you have access to tertiary education, take one step forward.
  32. If you have been told that the way you dress is attracting unwanted judgement, take one step back.
  33. If you’ve ever been looked down upon for a job that you do, take one step back.
  34. If you own or have access to your own car/motorcycle, take one step forward.
  35. If you had multiple tuitions at the same time in school, take one step forward.

You didn’t keep the words I wrote you

and I know your lips move differently now
and you hear in ubiquitous prose

but where yours sit in bedside draws
with ticket stubs and
faded firsts

it stops the clocks

from a deadened era

it slices
the memories
a collection
of the spilt youth
scrawled between lines

and then it churns
to vacuous visage

archived in archaic
drops to

finis

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Academy award nominee winner Alicia Vikander, (8yr) performing “Du måste finnas” by Helen Sjöholm  (1997)

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(Pt.2) #チカーノ #Chicano
The #loveAffair between #Japanese youth and #ChicanoCulture ..

First off, WHAT IS #CHICANOstyle?

Our style has evolved as a resistance to the mainstream culture that continually demanded that we #assimilate. 🔹The earliest Chicano style was #Pachuco #ZootSuit style of the 1940s ..there was a great deal of pride taken in our appearence, but not everyone was happy for us. In 1942 War Time Productions Board regulated the amount of fabric used on suits, and the Zoot Suiter was considered #unAmerican and became the target of hate crimes. 🔹 The Chicano style evolved into the #Cholo style of the 70s and 80s and many Chicanos avoided the cholo style because they were not #gangRelated and did not want to be confused for #gangsters.
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Today the Chicana Chicano style is more dynamic than what is stereotypical, but it continues to retain a certain level of nostalgia. 🔹 Chicanos wear styles from the 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, and 80s with little regard for what is going on in the mainstream fashion world, there is also a great deal of pride in representing indigenous textiles, traditional dresses, #guayaberas, etc.

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“I repent, but I do not fear death.” - Last words.

Fritz Haarmann (middle) was a German serial killer who operated throughout the late 1800s. The killer started out by molesting young children in 1898, but he then moved on to biting his victims’ throats which lead them to bleed to death, earning him the nickname “The Vampire of Hanover”.  After slaughtering his victims he would sell their belongings and their flesh on the black market, passing it off as pork or horse meat. Haarmann is probably Germany’s most prolific killer, due to his high body count and the gruesome nature of his crimes. In total, he was convicted of 24 murders of youths between the ages of 10-22. He was guillotined on April 15, 1925.

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✖ That was just a dream 

(femslash crossover)