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[shotofstress]

Coming back after being almost a week without electricity, phone, and internet connection. Huge storms with lightning and rain, and winds. We have never have winds like that here and the roof of so many houses were ripped off, stuff flying, etc. All this bc global warming, and the deforestation and mining in our lands. At this rate, in 5 years we will have tornadoes, a thing we have never ever have here. Nor our lands, infrastructures, states, and culture are prepared for this. Areas of the country are devastated, ppl have died, many are without electricity nor Internet connection so they are isolated. The houses are flooding with water, and the ones that not, are leaking from the ceiling. Too many neighbours and compatriots don't have roofs and the streets are full of fallen trees and pieces of roof material, no electricity, no signal, food rotting, but suffering at the same time for the cold of this terrible winter, and trying to do something, patching even when its gonna go to hell when the storm comes again this next days. More than 33,200 people affected and 41,500 isolated due to 5 days of rain and windstorms. In just a couple of days there were 170,000 homes left without power due to wind and rainstorms and even more as time went by.

If u want to help me to fix the roof, walls, to buy food and being warm this winter please check my PayPal. If u can't donate, please reblog bc thats the only way to make this being seen by ppl thus receiving help. I'm really not being able to keep living like this, i can no longer cope, so please share.

Here are in my PayPal or MACH . I took the kofi link bc they were charging me a fee.

Please, educate about global warming and the effects on Global South, specially for working class, chronically ill, autistic, disable, and long covid survivor ppl like myself.

Edit: I added links and pics

Edit: the weather is better (is finally spring at this current date 24th nov), but I still need to fix were I live/sleep bc the walls are broken and one of the walls is not a wall, but like 1cm wide stuff and all was bad build so even the door is twisted and dont work correctly, there is black mold that i think is damaging my ears, the paint is falling, the lamp has fallen, everything is broken and ugly, etc. I still need to buy food, meds, and everything so please, please, share or donate if you could. I don't want to survive like this and here, no one mask even when they were the ones giving me covid and they have making me also catch flu the other day bc they cogh over everything and don't care if they kill me, they are abusive and really violent people and are working to put me and everyone in danger. I dont even want to be in my country bc we will have a dictatorship soon, but I have nowhere else to go nor money to migrate (i need like $10.537 dollars or € 9.760,95 euros to pay all the documents, the bank money I have to show to prove I am a human being deserver of rights, the tickets, rent money and stuff to migrate).

I currently (date 14 Jan 2025) have $100 dollars donated (coz i spent 40 in food and meds this past month)

I know i will die here, but at least help me to survive in a less dehumanising way.

Edit: tumblr has blocked me from recive or send messages from the chat and comment of posts, so if you are trying to reach throughout there I can't see it, sorry, I'm cut from any communication (cant even see past messages from chat or asks), except send asks. I'm waiting that tumblr do something, but still hasn't even answered the help file I sent to them.

[staringamassivemistakeintheface]

It’s a nice feeling to be in the Hermitcraft fandom while major events are occurring. I wasn’t there for the S6 Civil War or S7 Mayoral race, and I was *just* late enough to miss Ren’s time as king last season. But I’m here now, sitting back with a bucket of popcorn to enjoy the exile shenanigans with everyone else.

[renesassing]

me whenever someone says they're gonna play kotor for the first time

[luvtonique]

Found a pretty good ring in PoE2 and decided to make a meme.

[endykelopaedia]

whats crazy is people acting like the queer community doesnt make room for/love cis men as if the G in LGBTQ+ doesnt exist. or the B in LGBTQ+ doesnt exist. or the Q in LGBTQ+ doesnt exist. or the + in LGBTQ+ d

[trans-ralsei]

okay i can't find that post any more

but i worry about the trans girls who have gaping holes where their personalities should be.

it takes a lot of effort for a person to sustain your continued spiritual and psychological existence. i've met these trans girls, and i've tried to help (or I think I've tried to help). but the deadliest part of this is that to build yourself up brick by brick requires you to fight against the currents that want you dead, that want you to be the empty husk of a human being.

that's why the whole please stay alive thing is such a resonating statement; you need to stay alive for your own sake.

in the home city that means trying to find your own shelter when rent can easily cost you a third of your wage and landlords fucking suck. that means looking for a job that won't fucking deadname or misgender you, that you can tolerate. that means surviving. that means leaving clingy and transphobic family behind and uprooting what the home city believes should be your entire support system. that means trying to live, to get to the point where you can get hormone therapy, hair removal, bottom surgery.

i can't promise that things will get better. but if you know someone like that. if you know a trans girl like that. please. keep them alive. and help them fight. help them be themselves, and grow and bloom again.

we don't have much in the home city, but there are resources. places. things that we are doing and building so that we don't lose people. allies that are fighting alongside us.

because we will win. and when we win, i hope we don't have to mourn.

[kurimuri100]

In this episode, we shift our focus from the tavern to the great outdoors! Join me as we design the Onsen area, complete with a relaxing garden and a touch of tranquility. Don’t miss the journey, adventurers!

Join me in my adventure here

[benjaminallhope-fulltimemind]

Of fucking course he is, how else could he be apart of the top path of exiles 2 gamers while working 80-100 hours as CEO? It's not the first time it happened and he has the money and ego to do it, it's genuinely pay to win as he's paying people to win for him.

[general-junot]

general junot, whats your thoughts on the newly formed united states?

I don’t know much about it, but my bestie Lallemand traveled there and said it was nice :)

Now Lallemand has moved to Texas and keeps sending me selfies of him in a “cowboy hat”, whatever that is……

[reasoningdaily]

Slavery's Exiles - the story of the American Maroons

The forgotten stories of America maroons―wilderness settlers evading discovery after escaping slavery Over more than two centuries men, women, and children escaped from slavery to make the Southern wilderness their home. They hid in the mountains of Virginia and the low swamps of South Carolina; they stayed in the neighborhood or paddled their way to secluded places; they buried themselves underground or built comfortable settlements. Known as maroons, they lived on their own or set up communities in swamps or other areas where they were not likely to be discovered. Although well-known, feared, celebrated or demonized at the time, the maroons whose stories are the subject of this book have been forgotten, overlooked by academic research that has focused on the Caribbean and Latin America. Who the American maroons were, what led them to choose this way of life over alternatives, what forms of marronage they created, what their individual and collective lives were like, how they organized themselves to survive, and how their particular story fits into the larger narrative of slave resistance are questions that this book seeks to answer. To survive, the American maroons reinvented themselves, defied slave society, enforced their own definition of freedom and dared create their own alternative to what the country had delineated as being black men and women’s proper place. Audacious, self-confident, autonomous, sometimes self-sufficient, always self-governing; their very existence was a repudiation of the basic tenets of slavery.

Amazon has this book and they want a fortune for it

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[bubblegumpopdefiance]

As a cis woman, I married my trans wife in the Roman Catholic Church.

Now, this sounds provocative—and it is! But when we were getting married my spouse still identified as male (at least publicly).

So, at the time, we were two confirmed Catholics: one man and one woman. We went through all the steps including Pre Cana (pre marriage counseling). We were married in a Catholic church. At the time it was fine, though I was certainly thumbing my nose by having a non-binary friend read 1st Corinthians.

I was talking to someone after Shabbat services this morning about this and I think it comes down to this: the Catholic Church might still accept me, but it would not accept my wife anymore. Not as she is. And if it cannot accept my wife, it cannot really accept me.

So I left.

[idylls-of-the-divine-romance]

Meditating on horror - the horror of abandonment. We look around at the world (ourselves) and it's temples (ourselves): hidden, desolate, broken down. A wasteland. Clearly it has been abandoned. Why would God make us only to abandon us? We are his temple - his dwelling place - so why would he leave?

So we - the children of the children of the children of exiles - keep looking. All our life we are looking for God (knowingly or not). Instead we see a mosaic of violence: spouse and spouse, sibling and sibling, parent and child. We almost die just entering this place. Humans are cruel to their own flesh and blood, to themselves - why would God make us only to abandon us?

We keep looking. We get past the horrors of suffering and finally see glory: our God of Glory becomes human. A Conquering King - and also a Suffering Servant: feeding the hungry, riding donkeys, washing feet. He is a humble God, but a God nonetheless: goodness and holiness and love. But where is he? Why would God make us only to abandon us?

We look deeper, approach his throne, and we find that he died. Bloody and bruised and dead. A slave's death. Evil had it's way with him, exhausted it's weapon - Death - against him. So even still we have been abandoned. We mourn the loss of our God. Dead and in the grave. God did not abandon us, he died. And yet we are still abandoned. And so we mourn.

But we are also comforted, for a sacrifice has been made. By mechanism, temples demand a sacrifice. The sacrifice is inevitable. Two go in a temple; one returns. One goes in; they don't come out whole. We are his temple. Someone is destined to die. We have been abandoned by God, but now we don't have to die.

But he's not dead. He's alive again. He is God: Life, Being, Reality itself. He is everything beautiful and good and just. He is Love. God is not just alive he is Life and Resurrection. He is here.

And we are terrified. The living God is more horrifying than the dead God. The presence of God, more horrifying than his absence. If he is absent, we free. If he is present, we are condemned.

And so we run. We, his temples, hid dwelling places, flee from him, abandoned him.

Why would God make us?

I'm meditating on the horror of abandonment. On how our world has become hidden and desolate and broken down. A Wasteland Temple. But it is not that God abandoned us, but that we abandoned God. We violently abandoned him, and our temple was destroyed. Now a wasteland is in its place.

God forbid God be God.

[moribondslut]

W.E.B. Du Bois’ last message.

[ruthplaysthesims]

TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD

"She could've just told me to leave Xander alone..."

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[roselyn-writing]

I changed Derek’s appearance because he looked similar to my other male OCs; Black hair, Fair skin, Blue eyes and etc. I made him different by giving him a tanned skin, chestnut brown hair and his blue eyes remained lol.

Full Name: Derek Monrik.

Age: 50 Y.O.

Date of birth: 21 November 1180. (Virginian time and year).

Hair: Brown.

Eyes: Blue.

Skin tone: Tan.

Favourite food: Burgers, Steaks. French Fries.

Least Favourite food: Peanuts, beans.

Favourite colours: Brown, Blue, Black.

Aesthetics: Royal Aesthetics, Bandit Aesthetic, Police (Sheriff) Aesthetics. Prince aesthetics.

Weapons: Enchanted Sword.

Hobbies: Practice with his sword and riding his favourite white horse, He named it (Buck).

Derek is inspired by Prince Charming (OUAT). And the other princes who gone rogue. I’m a big history lover lol.

Lore

Derek Monrik was born into the Royal family of The Monriks; to a Kingdom called ‘Verdantia’.

He was the second-born child of Queen Eveliyn and King James. He couldn’t see his family, Because they were invaded by their mortal enemy Kingdom: The ‘Lothlorien’.

The Lothlorien army quickly raided their Kingdom. King James, Queen Eveliyn, and Their oldeer son, Bernard managed to find his baby brother ‘Derek’ and they escaped the Kingdom. Fleeing from the enemy.

Once, King Leonidas of The Lothlorien Kingdom entered King James's old castle. He and his wife, Queen Adaia, sat on the thrones; Declaring this Kingdom is now theirs.

He raised his hand. “I hereby declare this kingdom is ours!” Leonidas announced. His tone is laden with pride and joy.

Hours later, One of the maids brought a baby to King Leonidas. She told him that she found the baby in a hidden basket in one of the princes' rooms.

King Leonidas took the baby. He held it like he held his baby. The moment he looked at the baby, He knew it was King James's son. He had a sinister smile plastered on his face. He will raise the child so that when he grows up, He will task him to kill King James, his father, and his brother, Bernard, His real family, Which He would never know, Because he was abandoned.

King Leonidas raised Derek as his son. Because, He is sterile and he couldn’t have children. So, Derek was his only chance to experience Parenthood. And he was happy with it.

Years go by, and Derek grows up to be the best and strongest Prince in the kingdom. Known for his chivalry, strength and kindness. His name was on every tongue. Everyone knows him and love him.

Prince Derek: The Venerated Prince-Knight, was tasked by other kings to slay Dragons, Demons, Creatures, etc. He killed one of the most feared and fiercest dragons was ever known to Virginians. ‘The Latroshka’ it literally means:‘Face of Death’ in the Virginian language. Once he killed it, King Midas paid King Leonidas handsomely.

His second best achievement was the killing of the Aleazēt which was a Demoness living in a statue named by the same name: ‘Aleazēt’ She lived in a black statue of a naked woman with messy long hair.

The Aleazēt was known to corrupt people, enslave them and use them for her own purposes. He was tasked to kill her by King Oberon, King Leonidas and his soldiers camped near the Aleazēt place.

Derek managed to find her and broke the statue to pieces. He thought she was dead, So, He returned to his father to tell him about the succession of his mission.

King Leonidas looked at him. He has a neutral expression. “When you killed her did something appear?” King Leonidas queried. His tone was neutral.

Derek shook his head. “No, Nothing appeared, It just broke to pieces,”

King Leonidas facepalmed at Derek revelation. “Then, You didn’t kill her, Go back and finish the job!” He commanded with a firm tone.

Derek once again left for the statue of Aleazēt. He was astounded to see the statue there Like nothing happened! Like it was never shattered. So, Derek took his sword and started to smash the statue, Breaking it into millions of pieces. He didn’t stop until he heard a loud shriek of a woman.

In just a matter of milliseconds, He blinked for seconds, Startled by the sudden sound, he quickly looked around to find the source and that's when he saw her – a mysterious black woman with skin as black as onyx - eyes as red as garnets, and her hair falling on her face like a thick river of blackness, Lying right in front of him; It was none other than Aleazēt herself! His heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation.

The moment she tried to escape or resist, Derek acted swiftly, drawing his sword and striking her with a forceful blow that sliced her in two; She let out a piercing scream that echoed through the air. But instead of blood and flesh, Derek was met with a cloud of black dust and sand that blinded him momentarily. With a quick reflex, he shielded his eyes and regained his focus. It was a thrilling victory, and he had completed his mission successfully.

He returned to the camp one again. He informed his father that he finally killed her. To prove it, He handed his father a potion bottle filled with black sand. That was Aleazēt remains.

His father, King Leonidas, Smiled proudly and congratulated his son. “Excellent! I’m so proud of you!” He cried happily.

To thank Derek for his help. They hosted a large and luxurious party for his honour. There, He met Princess Charlotte, The daughter of King Midas.

King Midas smiled as he introduced his daughter to Prince Derek and King Leonidas, She was beautiful, elegant but she was a spoil brat.

King Midas suggested that Prince Derek should ask for his daughter hand’s in marriage. But, He has to earn it by killing a notorious Siren: ‘Lady of the rocks’ She lived and guarded a beautiful lake decorated with rocks and rocky landscapes. It is called Lake ‘Na’rinda’

After the party, King Leonidas and his son, Prince Derek sat to discuss the next mission of Derek. King Leonidas told of him the Siren, Cordelia.

“Cordelia, The beautiful and seductive yet murderous Siren of the Na’rinda Lake, luring in all who come to the lake to pull them to their watery graves.” That was what King Leonidas told his son, Prince Derek, about the deadly yet alluring siren.

Derek was with Princess Charlotte in the royal carriage. King Midas asked his daughter to accompany them. Suddenly, The driver of the carriage stopped.

Derek exited the carriage to see what made the driver stop, The driver told him there is a big tree that had been cut down and its blocking their way. Derek strolled to the big fallen tree to investigate. He surveyed his eyes at the sight in front of him. He noticed it has been cut clean, Not by accident at all. He deduced someone made this trap.

He helped the driver and his men to remove the tree. Suddenly, He heard a loud scream coming from Princess Charlotte. A thief had stolen her golden bracelet and took off.

Prince Derek immediately goes after the thief. He knocked the person down, and he discovers that thief is a woman.

“You are a girl?” Prince Derek gasped.

“A woman.” She corrected him. Then she headbutted him then she ran away.

Prince Derek, Momentarily stunned, He got to his feets. And he vows that he will find her no matter what.

Hours later, The woman exited her cottage, she steps out of it, and she is immediately snagged in a trap, Set by Prince Derek himself.

Derek chuckled as he crossed his arms. “Told you, I will find you.” He grinned.

“Ugh, You again, What do you want?” The woman said, Her tone is laden with annoyance.

“You know what I want! give the golden bracelet back!”

“Fine, I will give your bracelet back. But! You should release me first!”

Derek rolled his eyes but he released the woman from the tree-trap. After he released her. She handed him the bracelet.

Derek wasn’t interested in the bracelet. He was pondering the woman’s face. She is beautiful.

Her skin is creamy and flawless — Her long curly black hair cascaded down her shoulders and back like a waterfall – gentle hazelnut eyes with a hint of a green colour in them. She has a slender body-build that is covered with brown and white bandit outfit.

Derek was admiring her but he realised himself and took the golden bracelet from her. He looked at her with a neutral facial expression.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“Eevie.” She replied. “You?”

“Prince Derek.”

“Nice to meet you. ‘Prince’”

“So, What are you doing here?”

“Nothing much, Just stealing so I can eat.”

“Where’s your family?”

“I don’t have a family.”

There was an awkward silent between. Derek felt sorry for Eevie. He knew she has a tough life. He inserted his hand inside his pocket and handed her a sac full of gold. She was surprised. She looked at him for explanation.

“You need more than I do.” came his reply. His tone was firm yet full of compassion.

She smiled as she took the gold sac. “Thank you.”

Prince Derek smiled. He looked at her for one final moment. Before he leave.

“I hope we cross paths again,” Derek said then he left.

Eevie smiled. She looked at Derek’s back as he was walking away, until, He disappeared into the thick forest of trees and grass.

At this moment; Derek knew who his heart chose. And that was Eevie. He never wanted to marry someone out of power and ‘kingdoms relations’. He wanted to marry out of love.

Derek told his father he doesn’t want to marry King Midas’s daughter: Princess Charlotte. Instead, He wanted to marry out of love.

Enraged, King Leonidas demanded his son to take back his words and he’d marry Princess Charlotte, Not because of money or riches, He wanted his son to marry a noble or a royal woman. He doesn’t want his own son to defile his bloodline.

Derek looked at his father with his serious facial expression. He stated his reasons. And he will not abandon what his heart desires.

Before King Leonidas could grab his son’s hand to so he could stay and talk more. Derek looked at his father and self-exiled himself. He ran to his room. Took some possessions: Gold and clothes. Then he left the palace.

He entered the horse stable, He ride his trusted white horse and took off to the forest, Where Eevie is.

After encountering Eevie once more, he mustered up the courage to confess his love for her. To his delight, she smiled and reciprocated his feelings, and the two fell deeply in love. They decided to get married and start a new life together away from the chaos and drama of royalty. They settled in a cozy home in the woods and lived happily ever after with one another.

In modern world, Derek works as a sheriff in Moirvdonne police department and he is so good at his job.

This is the Lore of Derek Monrik. I hope you like it! 🖤🖤😊.

[kurimuri100]

Welcome back to my Conan Exiles building series! In this episode, we’re continuing our work in the Artisan’s Quarter, focusing on the living spaces of the settlement’s skilled craftsmen.

This series features text commentary for extra context and fun!