#Start Here

[edenfenixblogs]

For a friend who wanted links to some posts I made about antisemitism, allyship, and how to support Palestine without being antisemitic—which is both possible and easy to do!

How do you know if you’re antisemitic?

How to be a good ally for Jewish people. I responded to a wonderful ask from @faggotry-enjoyer about how to be a better ally and to discuss Israel/Palestine with people who are inclined to distrust Jews due to unexamined antisemitism.

Important post about the dangers faced by Jews as an extreme minority. There are good examples in the reblogs and replies and tags—both of great ways for non-Jews to provide support as well as if antisemites denying their own antisemitism. Therese even one example of ways Jews can and do disagree with each other while remaining respectful without delving into antisemitism OR Islamophobia OR denying the rights and dignity of Palestinians. Jews can do this and so can non-Jews. But that can’t happen if people hate us too much to listen to anything we have to say.

The emotional toll of antisemitism on Jewish people.

Example of the death threats we get that are designed to make us look like bad guys.

If Jews can learn about the Holocaust in detail before we even reach the age of ten, you can and should too.

Don’t trust people who rely on bad sources. People do make genuine mistakes. Here’s an example of bad faith link sharing. Especially when Reblogging things. Even I don’t have time to always check every source in a post. Also, it’s possible that a link seemed legitimate when it was originally posted but the source is either no longer trustworthy or the OP got better at assessing sources. If an error in their original sourcing is pointed out, they should correct it publicly. If they are sharing a link as an OP they should always take time to be as responsible as possible.

There are plenty more posts under my #leftist antisemitism tag to look into about a variety of ways that antisemitism manifests in left wing circles.

Allies, please reblog with any posts you think relevant for a someone new to dismantling their antisemitism.

[fazedlight]

Hello everyone! My name's Mel, and I'm a butch nature-loving engineer in California. I write supercorp fics 💗

My works can be found on my fic tag and my ficlet tag, and I post fanvids on twitter. (You might also enjoy my headcanons, incorrect quotes, and other musings.) If you have never read my works before, I recommend starting with:

No One and Nothing - Red Daughter accidentally forces Kara to reveal herself, leading to a fallout in season 4.

Even Though You're Kryptonian - Lex tries to drive the rift further, by making Kara do something unforgivable.

Darkness in All Things - Kara discovers she's a Worldkiller.

Also check out some cool stuff other people have made:

Works inspired by my stuff I LOVE THESE PEOPLE SO MUCH

Stuff I've commissioned

[serasennatonen]

Japanese BL Essentials

[horrorcrawl]

The Skull (1965) 💀

Director: Freddie Francis (Amicus Productions) Genres: Thriller, Horror, Occult 💀 Notes: Christopher Lee, Peter Cushing, Patrick Wymark, Great Sets and costumes, occult, supernatural, demonology, possession, haunted object, absolutely loved it!

Review: This is easily going into my top 1960's horror films. It has everything you could want from a horror film from this age. From the creaking gate in the cemetery opening sequence to the wonderfully detailed study of Dr. Christopher Maitland it's a film that's vintage visual candy. Even the practical FX, sets and lighting used for the hauntings of the Skull made this film feel like a fun time. The story is paced well and with acting from the legendary Peter Cushing as the lead and Christopher Lee in a supporting roll as a fellow collector this is a film I'd recommend as a great way to start your delve into 60s horror or at least added to the top of your to-watch list. Overall I give The Skull (1965): Must Watch 🖤🖤🖤

[spnfanartpond]

Start Here!

Hello and welcome to the SPNFanArtPond!

About Us

The Pond was created by Michelle and Tara and is run by Laili with the intention of bringing new creatives and established artists and crafters together to help share and encourage creativity. This is an open place for artists to ask questions, meet new people/creatives, get tips/advice/help with artwork, running your own blog, and art in general.

We have expanded our mission to include all different types of artwork and crafts. If you love to read SPN fanfiction and want to get to know the artists who make different types of artwork and/or crafts you love, join us!

Conduct Rules

We do not want hate to muddy our waters, so please stay respectful of others in all Pond spaces! Read our Conduct Rules here.

Joining the Pond

Joining the Pond is easy! You simply need to choose what type of member you want to be and then complete the membership form! To learn about our member types, check out the ArtPond Sorting Hat.

Want to join the Pond but think maybe you already have? Look for yourself on our Member List!

Please note that members must be at least 13 years of age or older in order to join our community due to USA laws. Thank you for your understanding and patience.

Have any questions or concerns about anything? Send us an ASK or send a private message to one of the admins listed below!

Admins

Founder and Admin Emeritus, Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Admin Manager, Laili - @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

Admin and Co-Founder, Slytherkins - @slytherkins

Admin, Outofnowhere82 - @outofnowhere82

[degenderates]

“when is a monster not a monster? oh, when you love it” // “whether you come as lover or executioner, i am ready to receive you”

[angelofthepage]

...Where am I? Lord, where am I?! You said I'd be free! I-where are the voices?! Am I...alone?

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Lord of the dark puddles, hear me, I beg you! Show yourself, where have you sent me?! Someone, anyone, HELP!

(Hey gang, I'm having a fun time watching a bunch of my Twitter mutuals have their favorite fictional characters take over their accounts for April Fool's Day. So today, Sammy Lawrence will be taking over for me. You can chat with him via my askbox. Go ahead, have fun! I'm sure he'll have lots to say, when he's uh, no longer freaking out about being trapped inside a Tumblr blog.)

[arcanespillo]

Tell him that you will never know any better. Pretend to understand why that isn't good enough.

Start here, by Caitlyn Siehl

[saturnsunderscorecomics]

9 September 2020

[sophia-sol]

Start Here: Instructions for Becoming a Better Cook, by Sohla El-Waylly

Whoops I wrote this review ages ago and forgot to post it! Here you go.

Sohla is a chef and I've loved following her youtube career on various channels for the last few years -- she has such presence, vibrancy, obvious skill and passion. She seems to enjoy deliberately giving herself higher bars to reach, greater challenges to figure out how to work through, and it's such fun to watch.

And this recipe book has a neat premise -- it's not just a collection of recipes, but is designed to lead you through developing various skills in the kitchen as you work your way through the book. I enjoy that this means the recipes are organised by technique instead of by what stage of the meal it's to be eaten at; a different way of organizing a cookbook than the standard, but I think it makes just as much sense this way!

Unfortunately a lot of the recipes turned out to be ones I have no interest in, whether featuring ingredients I don't enjoy eating, or ingredients I'm not willing to pay for, or having processes that require owning a stand mixer. As a result I can't go through the book as she intended. So I ended up just skimming through it and then putting it aside, though I did save a few recipes to try later.

I think that if you're a person with more interest than me in seafood and/or dairy, this could be a really good book for you! And from what I see I think it does a very good job of teaching various skills. But as it is, for me, I'll go back to just watching Sohla on youtube.

[serasennatonen]

Korean BL Essentials

[spnfanficpond]

Start Here!

Hello and welcome to the SPNFanFicPond!

About Us

The Pond was created by Mana and Kale with the intention of bringing new authors and established writers together to help share and encourage creativity. This is an open place for writers to ask questions, meet new people/writers, get tips/advice/help with fics, running your own blog, and writing in general.

We have expanded our mission to include readers, because without readers, writers are nothing! If you love to read SPN fan fiction and want to get to know the writers you love, join us!

More about the Pond and its mission can be read here!

Conduct Rules

No discrimination. This includes, but is not limited to, gender, sexual orientation, race and religion.

No hate speech.

No bullying.

No kink or ship shaming. We accept any and all forms of writing here. If you find it triggering, please do not read it. We encourage liberal use of warnings and tags so everyone can be safe.

Anyone found to be breaking the above will be removed from the Pond, including tag lists, the discord server, and any challenges. 

Admins

Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Marie - @mariekoukie6661

MJ - @thoughtslikeaminefield

Mana - @manawhaat (Founder and Admin Emeritus)

Joining the Pond

Not sure if you are already a member? Check the Pond Member Register!

Joining the Pond is easy! To learn about our member types, check out the Pond Sorting Hat.

NEW! We have a sign-up form that tells you and us everything we need to know about each other! Click here to sign up and join the Pond!

Have any questions about anything? Send us an ASK or send a private message to one of the admins listed above!

[kissmyshockstix]

Rules and Regulations ((START HERE!))

"Who am I?" That's a great question...

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ This is an Independent, 21+ RP Blog for Natasha Romanoff - the Black Widow.

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ Also Run By Mun: @burdenedwithmagic

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ To engage with this account, please read these guidelines!

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ This blog will absolutely NOT engage with minors, whether that be your character's age or your real life age. Mod is over 30 and to attempt to engage with this blog as a minor will result in an automatic block.

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ This blog is run by @icedcoffeeandcomics on other platforms. I have a Discord, but I rarely actively RP on discord. Feel free to ask for it. I also have a Discord Server for my Twitch and podcast, which you are welcome to join and allowed to promote your blog on or request that I make you graphics.

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ The lore I use for Natasha's origins are a mix of the things developed in both the MCU and in the comics on Earth 616. If you have any questions about anything I establish as "canon" for my portrayal of the character, please ask! Also, please see the post tagged #headcanons for more information!

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ I acknowledge the comic pairing of Nat/Hawkeye and Nat/Winter Soldier, and I am more than willing to RP with anyone who wants to continue those comic romances or OTHER romances. That said, all RPs will be in a separate universe, unless discussed with the other mod, so, Nat will not exclusively be used as more romantic with one partner over another. Not will she discuss relationships established in other RP threads unless previously discussed as part of the storyline by the Mods. THIS NAT IS A MULTISHIP BLOG!

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ Due to my busy schedule, I will only be regularly replying to a few long threads at a time. I initially said 5, but, as long as you understand that I am busy and am not constantly online, I may reply to more. If a partner takes more than a week to respond WITHOUT COMMUNICATION, the thread will be dropped. I understand life gets busy, so, as long as you communicate, that spot will remain open and yours. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN SEEING IF I HAVE FREE THREAD SPACE, CHECK THE "ACTIVE RPs" LINK!

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ I reply on average once a day to a thread. The reason is I have a full time job and an active training schedule for a sport that I am competing in. I also love to do other things, even though I love my blog. If you don't hear from me for an extended period, please reach out. I may have missed a reblog.

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ On the weekends, or on evenings when I have more time, I will reply to prompts and keep those going for the remainder of the day. If there is an open spot and you would like to continue to RP together using that thread, just let me know!

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ I am just here to have fun! Let's all keep the community fun together! ~⧗~⧗~⧗~))

[viciousclangen]

Hello and welcome to... yet another clangen blog!

I officially couldn’t resist the urge to document my own clangen journey anymore. I hope that by digging into lore and character interactions, I'll be able to stick with these silly kitties and maybe even build a little community.

Two disclaimers before we begin:

1) This blog is definitively a side project, so updates will be sparse and limited in scope to keep the workload light. I’m sorry if this puts some people off, but there are plenty of other clangen blogs that are very active to follow!

and 2) I’m not much of an artist, and when I do draw, it’s usually on paper, as I never quite got the hang of digital art programs. So I’ll just be using the game sprites to represent the characters.

With that out of the way...

The Founders: x

Start reading here: x

Compiled allegiances: x (spoilers!)

This post is a WIP and will be updated as the story progresses.

🐾

This blog is inspired pretty directly by @fallenclan and @clangenrising, check them out if you haven’t already! And of course all credit for the game and sprites goes to the @officialclangen crew.

[ruin-a-wedding]

Prologue

Fire wakes you, rising in your veins. The world around you is a blur of silhouettes and lights that make your eyes ache. Chatter fills the room, dull and distant as if you're listening to voices through a wall. Something brushes your leg, and the pain that accompanies it is sharp and searing. Then you cry out and the room goes still.

A hand reaches out and you grasp it like an anchor. Whoever it is speaks to you, their words light and understanding even if you can't understand what's being said. There's a stiffness that restricts your arm, a tapping against your skin, and then the world dissolves into dreams and memories.

You return to the present in fractured pieces.

The smell of bleach hits you first, nostalgic and overwhelming. For a moment you think you fell during a clean-up job; blood-slicked floors are hardly a rare occurrence, especially where those newly made are concerned. When you move to sit up, however, a searing pain burns in your upper thighs.

A woman appears at your side, a flurry of dark curls rushing toward you. The room has the imposing sterility of a hospital, but she isn’t dressed like any nurse you’ve ever seen; her tight black shorts, and tuxedo jacket seem more suited for entertainment than healthcare. It’s possible, though unlikely, that Desiree sent someone from the casino to check on you.

No. There’s something wrong with that idea, but your brain is to jumbled from whatever you’ve been given to sort out the reason.

“Easy there,” the stranger says with a tone of authority as she forces you to lower your back onto what is unmistakably a hospital bed.

“Hospital…?” is the closest you get to forming a real sentence.

She shakes her head.

“’No hospital.’ You were very clear when my girls found you.”

Tears sting in your eyes as the memory of that night slowly resurface. You woke up in the back of your father’s car, jeans soaked with blood. He’d drugged you, for your good as much as his, and when you tried to get out of the car you couldn’t remember how to make your legs move. The last thing you remembered before waking up here was two women with tall heels and even taller wigs arguing about what to do with you.

In your daze you’d managed to force out two words before succumbing to exhaustion.

“Do you know where we found you?”

“Yes.”

A single tear rolls down your cheek. She takes your hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze; you notice you aren’t wearing any sort of medical bracelet.

“You’re safe now.”

It was a well-meaning sentiment, but she couldn’t be further from the truth. You’ll never be safe again.

Something about her is familiar, and your brain is finally functioning enough to start to put some of the pieces together. Her face is blurred in places, not a symptom of your sedation but because your mind is struggling with what it sees and what you know. You can see through it if you focus hard enough.

Her knees, normal human knees, look as if they’ve been forced into the position. There’s something wrong about it that forces a shiver through your body. While her curls are naturally voluminous, there’s an exaggeration to their height in an attempt at covering filed-down nubs of horn. Most telling of all are her pupils, which seem to resent being confined to such circular symmetry.

“You’re TGP?”

She releases your hand, any warmth in her demeanor quickly dissipating.

“No, not for some time. And I’ll thank you not to speak of They Themselves again during your stay here.”

In an instant everything becomes clear. The Good People, often shortened to TGP, were associates of the Corbeau family. She might not know who you are or what you’ve done, but she knows better than most what you’re running from. No doubt she sensed your magic the moment she saw you.

You hope that you haven’t sabotaged a potential alliance by bringing up what is clearly a difficult topic for her.

“Where the fuck am I, anyways?”

A grin spreads across her face, and she tells you that after her performers found you bleeding out into the street they took you to a local drag bar called The Broken Crown. However, the bar was only part of the building’s thriving entertainment industry.

“You’re in our treatment center,” she explains with a playful smirk, “where we cure our most depraved customers of their perversions.”

You can’t help but laugh at the thought of a medical kink playroom being used for actual emergency medical treatment. The amusement quickly dies when you realize the implication.

“Does that mean everyone…?”

It’s a struggle to get the words out; you haven’t had time to process the cause of your life-threatening infection yet. She gives you a look of equal parts pity and sympathy.

“No one else was in the room when I sewed you up.”

The tears return, but you wipe them away with the heel of your hand. There will be time to mourn later. Right now you have to focus on your immediate survival.

“I owe you more than my life, then.”

She looks at you in silent consideration. The fearful part of you worries that she’s weighing offering you up for whatever reward Nettie would give for your life. Instead, she surprises you.

“I can get you papers if you need them. A new name and everything. You can leave whatever’s chasing you in the past.”

“And in return?”

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