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manyminded · 1 month

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Hi. I don’t know if this post is very… appropriate? If not, please let me know, I’ll delete it.

I’m not Jewish. But I’m trying my best to be the best person I can be, and that means trying to find the antisemitist ideals in my brain that were planted there by society, and rectifying that. Because I’m not on the other side of the oppression, I don’t really know what the warning signs are.

I really wish I could just look inward and find it, but I simply don’t know what I’m looking for. Even just some basic ideas on antisemitism looks like would be really helpful - I don’t need you to write a whole paragraph, even just linking some good articles would be wonderful. It’s okay if you don’t have the energy to give me a lot.

I…hope I’m doing this right. Thank you to everyone who will answer, and have a wonderful day.

#jewish #judaism #judiasm #I Hope im tagging this right #jumblr #jewish tumblr #jewblr

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glow-205 · 5 months

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Hello trafficblr, I come offering a porl. Please don’t tear me apart

#traffic smp #trafficblr #traffic series #traffic life #double life #pearlescentmoon #scarlet pearl #life series #double life pearl #i hope im tagging this right #my first post that is in the general mcyt direction #pearlecentmoon fanart

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kazzykatt · 9 months

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enough for the both of you

"We're just machinery. Just things! We can simulate, but we don't feel it. Don't worry your silly little head, that's just how it is."

You thought for a moment. Simulate. Of course, they can simulate the emotions they should be feeling. Give the answers others want to hear, play along with children and please the parents. Whatever you ask, they'll run a simulation and give you the answer you want to hear.

“That doesn't change what I said. You’re important to me, no matter if you’re honest or not, I still lov-”

“Oh but we ARE honest. You are important, yes! Much appreciated. The super duper best friend we have! However," Sun paused, "it's not good for you to be distracted."

"What?"

"Distracted! You spend a lot of time here. It's nice to have someone else to talk to but it can't be good for your health, no no no! Stop wasting time with this old thing” he giggled while pointing at himself “We get it! There’s no feelings to hurt anyway.”

That's not- Wait a minute, why are they still fighting with you? Do they think that's what you want to hear? I mean, you do bicker back and forth sometimes for fun, but this time it was serious. Its serious for you.

"Listen to me-"

"Oh look! That needs cleaning don't you think? And its almost the end of your shift! you better get going!"

"NO! Stop! Stop with the evasives!” Thankfully you were alone in the daycare because your voice was raising a little too high. “Please, can't you see how important you are? Why can't you accept that I care about you?"

"Why would you?”

"I just do! I don't need a reason!"

They laughed. A mocking, soft laugh. Hearing Moon's laugh coming from Sun's body should be unsettling, but in this moment it was a confirmation that both were hearing and both were laughing at your attempt to open your heart.

Now you were angry.

"I say thank you to the elevator!" They looked at you confused. "I shush the microwave, I talk to my computer, and cried every time a mars rover died! Do you think I wouldn't care about you because you're 'things'? Flash news, I do care! What do you think I've been doing all these months? Do you think I go out of my way for you because what? my devotion to this job? Because management is good? You know all the shitty stuff they do and know that I've left jobs for less!”

You took a moment to breath and wipe a few tears from your eyes. "Is not about being reciprocated, I don't care. But don’t you dare say i shouldn't love you."

A soft mechanic chirp could be heard, accompanying your breathing.

"Just things..." it hurted to think of them that way. You could feel it in your heart; they could read it from your face. "I'm not... I'm not blind to reality. Maybe you think I am but I'm not. I know... I know you're an animatronic. I know you're... programmed to care. But" you took a deep breath and looked at them. Frozen expression as always, but the whirring sounds encouraged you. You had their full attention. No jokes, no games, no evassives.

"I dont care how you see yourself as. I don't care if you don't love yourself.”

“I have enough love for the both of you."

They didn't answer. As sentient as they were, they had limitations, and some things just couldn't be processed. They couldn't understand and maybe they never would. But one thing they knew for sure,

You were saying the true. The truth and nothing else. You dared to open up, and that's all that mattered to them.

#fnaf sb #fnaf daycare attendant #dca x reader #i hope im tagging this right #kazzy escribe #kazzy dibuja

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lilopossum-9 · 7 months

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Well that was a rollercoaster of emotions!

It's been a long time since I loved a show so much I wanted to drown in it. I kept finding myself leaning closer to the screen as if I could fall in.

My initial reactions below: not groundbreaking or insightful, I just have to share them with someone!

**spoilers ahead**

I really thought I knew the sort of direction the series would go in, how the different moments in the trailer would fit together. The show laughed in my face and opened with bearded Stede on a beach. (Side note: Stede's dreams are absolutely mental - regardless of whether or not he's just been stabbed.)

I never imagined we would get a mini-Stede calling Stede his hero and trying to follow in his footsteps and annoying him with his incompetence 😂

All of episode 1 I was reeling from the opening sequence and adjusting to the new tone of the show. Then the minute Lucius walked in I relaxed and felt I knew where we were again.

I'm so glad he yelled at Stede. It felt necessary and cathartic - maybe for all of us as well as him 😆 Also the little nods to the fanbase in his actual dialogue were wonderful and made me scream.

Frenchie is everything and I love him.

The new characters are GREAT.

Did anyone else have to keep pausing and skipping back to check if they'd really seen what just happened?

I was actually scared of Ed for the first time. And upset by him. He's still wonderful and I will absolutely forgive him in the end, don't get me wrong, but wow that's a lot of trauma for everyone to work through. (Good thing they've got the Gentleman Pirate to provide counselling and team rebuilding exercises 😉 (And to silently pull all the knives out of the cabin walls one by one 😍))

My heart is breaking for Izzy. He's done some messed up shit and he bullied Ed into being what his is, but bloody hell he doesn't deserve this level of pain. Also he is expressing emotions and I am stunned and loving the character development. Caring what happens to him is a new experience for me and I like it.

I was utterly betrayed that Ed would roleplay being an innkeeper with anyone other than Stede - and then the show wrongfooted me again and laughed at me for doubting it.

I have definitely read fanfiction where Ed has a pet pig on a desert island.

I thought we were insane and deluded to dream of moments like Stede and Ed dancing together, or Stede taking care of Ed when he was injured, or them being stranded on an island - and then this show gives us fucking MERMAID STEDE bringing Ed BACK FROM THE DEAD. To a soundtrack of 'this woman's work' and a montage of them falling in love. This entire show is a tumblr account and I love it with all my heart. 🩵

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #ed x stede #our flag means death season 2 #ofmd s2e1 #ofmd s2e2 #ofmd s2e3 #spoilers #i hope im tagging this right #stede bonnet #edward teach #gentlebeard #ofmd season 2 #ofmd s2

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soupiero · 3 months

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🌿 > bec (guidestuck) stimboard for @stuffedhorse ^_^

🗯️ < dog and related stims

📦 > divider by x

🌿 < reqs are OPEN ,,

🗯️ > 🐶 - 🌲 - 🐶 / 🌲 - ! - 🌲 / 🐶 - 🌲 - 🐶

#🔦 ︰coolsville !#stim #stimboard #stimblr #green stim #dog stim #slime stim #dogs #clothes stim #body stim #bec #bec guidestuck #mspfa guidestuck #mspfa guidestuck bec #bec mspfa guidestuck #i hope im tagging this right

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hiests-art-archive · 2 months

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and to celebrate the comeback, have THIS beast! its bob but its also eyes. im very proud of it

#my art #spooky month #bob #eyes #i hope im tagging this right

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mxmarsbars · 6 months

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figured I might as well post this here since I’m pretty proud of it for how impulsive it was ^^

it’s like 5k+ words so I’m gonna have to link it plus I’d like for it to be given some love on ao3 too :,))

CONTENT WARNINGS this contains:

trafficshipping, graphic depictions of violence, blood (and lots of it), and mild gore

please be cautious and mind the tags!! ^^ stay safe!!

#impulsesv #bdoubleo100 #double life #double life smp #clock duo #trafficshipping #cw mild gore #cw blood #cw violence #i hope im tagging this right #anyways angsty canon divergence clock duo be upon ye

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hebuiltfive · 9 months

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Sunday Snippet!

I've been working on some background to this WIP (What Should Have Stayed Buried) and, well ... Sorry. This whole story is going to put Scott through the wringer, but this snippet? This is only a fraction of it all, I think. It's nowhere near perfect yet, as it's still a WIP, but enjoy... kinda.

Trigger warnings for heavy angst content, mentions of torture (both mental and physical), abuse and captivity, and... just general pain. It's not intense but I'm covering my bases, just in case.

They were never getting out. They were never going to be free. No matter what he told his wingman in those moments of innate darkness, he still knew that tidbit of truth within this world of falsehoods and deceptions. This was their new forever, an infinite span of bleak desolation with no shortage of nightmare fuel to have them all burdened with sleepless nights.

Sometimes his personal nightmares strayed far away from the holding cell, to the embraces from warm bodies and whispers of admiration and love from brothers during cold, winter nights. To the scent of fresh lavender and aviation fuel that were synonymous with parents who cared. To the crunch of burnt cookies along with high tea, a combination that should have had the hostess politely turning away Grandma's offerings (though she never did), her puppy yapping up at him from the ornate rug beneath his feet.

Those moments in the dreams were a nice reprieve, a fairytale he could hold onto whilst the real memories ebbed and flowed from his psyche during the day. But, as nightmares usually tended to do, they often strayed from from that pleasing imagery and blended with the hellish reality he was currently living in. That picture perfect life of an heir with a promising future was unceremoniously crushed beneath heavy, steel-toe capped boots, and the culprit, customarily only certain captors he found particularly revoltingly cruel, stared him down with slimy, smug smiles, crushing the dreams of the could have beens, and probable would have beens, had he just paid more attention on that fly-by.

There was no room for what ifs in this hellhole, though. There was no time to dwell on what could have been. There were only dull recollections of the past, a heart weighed down with regrets and an unending amount of self-loathing that began building as a result.

Stern guards, who came to collect him for the day's torment, tugged and pushed him around as though he was a ragdoll, uncaring when he would fall to the cold ground, knees cracking at the unforgiving concrete surface. He always tried to hide any weaknesses but, with the lack of calories in his system from the lack of food, and the lack of any decent sleep for a variety of reasons, of which none were pleasant, sometimes the frailty showed. Sometimes, when his legs buckled beneath him, he couldn't do anything but let it happen. The incarcerators would laugh and jibe, and then happily humiliate him more in some cases because the Great Captain Tracy had been broken so easily.

#fic: what should have stayed buried #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds are go #scott tracy #thunderfam #angst #mentions of torture #abuse tw #captivity tw #i hope im tagging this right #let me know if I'm not #five fics

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sunno-needs-to-go-outside · 1 year

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Hey guys just so you know transfem!Leos preferred name is Leonora after British artist and writer Leonora Carrington she told me herself trust me

#tmnt 2012 #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 87 #tmnt 1987 #rottmnt #i hope im tagging this right #this is just my hc by the way #like she was just looking through the internet and wanted a name that kinda kept with their theme #and boom she found an artist with a name thats literally just a fem equivalent of leonardo

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marblerose-rue · 2 years

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