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Like my sister's in their reblogs, I started the adult stuff young. First time I got into it was around the time Undertale had come out, so I was on amino at the time, and had joined a neko community out of pure boredom, the first of many. If you know, you know.

I remember the three of us; me, heiress and elentiya had at least two talks with a police officer. It helped a bit, but we kept doing what we had been, and still do to this day.

Our generation was, as my sister said, spies in the most quiet form. The newest one? They will shout to the world what they are doing, and they are. If they're parents won't do anything like ours did, then we should.

Jesus Christ, minors have become so fucking cocky and self-centred recently.

It feels like every time I open up a +18 tag or go into an adult fandom space, there's all these actual kids running around, telling people they're minors.

I could be wanting to read a smut fic and I'll see a bunch of posts with the text "minor writing smut, don't like, DNI" or something like that.

How fucking stupid are you? Genuine question. Are your grades okay? Do you need to talk to the school counselor? Take a common sense test? Because I certainly think so.

Why are you entering and actively taking part in adult spaces and then using the "umm I'm a minor, so if you do or say anything, then I'm the victim and you need to get away from me, you creep" card when you get called out on your bullshit?

These adult spaces are not for you, GET THE FUCK OUT! Go sit in the corner and think about what you've done!

Teens will teen. They'll find adult material one way or another, I am fully aware of that. Hell, I'm guilty of reading smut when I was a teen. But when I did, I never told a soul.

I've had accounts run by minors as young as 13-14 interacting with my NSFW posts. And they're somehow bragging about this. Of course, I block them immediately, but I am shocked at how brazen these kids are, to have the gall to do this and think it's okay because "they're mature enough."

No. You're not. I promise you.

Becoming an adult isn't about reaching some arbitrary number. It's about learning to take responsibility for your actions. So take this advice and GET THE FUCK OUT OF ADULT SPACES! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME!

I don't care how much anon hate you kids send my way to try and get me to kms or deactivate. By all means, give me your best shot. But if you seriously think I am going to just let you do this without realising your actions have consequences, you need to be sent to the psych ward across town.

"Incredible. Sounds beautiful. I can't wait to see it for myself, truthfully. And Azha is the village name? Interesting, to say the least."

Aster followed behind the other as they spoke, looking out at the empty space before them. She soon looked toward Val as she took a position of meditation, confusion on her face.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

THIS. I live in South Dakota, always have. And I am considering moving to Canada (drive is only 18 hours). Hoping to get my sister's on board, we'll see.

For the first time, I am seriously researching moving to another country.

It's so fucking hard to imagine actually leaving America, because... it's my home, and I've always been proud to be an American. I still am, and I still love America.

The problem is, America isn't America anymore. And that hurts so fucking much.

"Probably for the best. Especially if they somehow discover who we are." She agreed, watching as Val left to get the spacecraft going. She decided to stay in the seat she was in, making the choice to rebuild her saber.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"Considering that I had to cut down my whole troop, I'm not sure. I'll tolerate them at best, stay away from them at worst. Why?" She replied, taking another bite of pie.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

Just to emphasize: Mike Johnson is an antivaxxer, an anti-abortion forced bither, he believes the job of poor women is to give birth to an infinite supply of low wage jobseekers, he is a climate change denier, he wants to cut Social Security + Medicare + Medicaid, and he’s a “Trump won!” Republican. And House Republicans just unanimously voted for him as Speaker of the House.

Please take note: there are no “moderates” in the Republican Party.

It had been a few days since Aster had arrived at Teu Celi, and she'd settled into a comfortable routine, help Val and then watch the kids when they needed watching. She'd also meditate when the little ones napped, but had yet to practice anything relating to her lightsaber, which was fine.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"No, no I don't." She answered.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"How many have you found? Jedi or Force sensitive?" Aster asked, taking the offered seat with a nod. "What would you happen to have?" She inquired, glancing up at the other.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.