#investing in communities

[financia012]

If I Had a Million Dollars to Give Away: Where Would It Go?

If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to? Introduction Imagine the power of giving away a million dollars! For many, this opportunity would allow them to impact lives, support causes close to their heart, and create meaningful change. In this blog, I’ll explore how I would allocate a million dollars and why the causes I choose align with my values. Let’s break down…

[catmask]

the 'all marriage is gay as far as im concerned' except its me watching a man and woman character in a show i like and accidentally saying 'theyre so gay' because i literally forget thats not the word for romance because to me all romance is gay

[jackyjackdraws]

Redrawing one of my favorite drawings from The Book of Bill

God! These bitches gay! Good for them! Good for them!

[clonerightsagenda]

I have absolutely no opinions on the Barbie movie but since I am already seeing discourse about it all over my dash I am begging people once again to get involved in some kind of local activism so they will stop thinking what movies you watch is a hardhitting form of praxis

[folkbreeze]

there's a place you will never foget...

[mikasasrippedtoenail]

Why Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend

Women and their jewellery have a very intricate relationship. The tale of the nagging wife troubling her husband for new jewellery is as old as time. It is a reflection on a woman's vanity. Folk tales mock her ignorance of worldly ways and her frivolous obsession with being adorned. She is redundant to a mere crow that admires shiny things. However, this begs the question, is a woman's desire to collect jewellery as absurd as men paint it to be?

The world has forgotten that until very recently, women were forbidden from owning any form of capital. Be it property, money or even small inanimate objects, they belonged first to her father then her husband. The roof above her could be taken away on a whim with a clock's tick. In these trying times, jewellery emerged as a beacon of financial security for most women of the globe.

Mother of pearls, diamond earrings, gold necklaces etc. were-- although not in print-- under a woman's reign of control. They had an impressive resale value and could last several generations under proper care. More so, they could be secretly sold usually without paperwork to acquire a woman some monetary freedom. If her husband gambled all their assets away, atleast she'll have enough money to put some food on the table for her children.

Jewellery has often times saved people from calamities. Unlike land, jewellery is easier to sell. In case of an emergency, a large sum of money could be obtained without much trouble. Jewellery are an excellent heirloom. The wisdom of grandmothers is passed down to granddaughters to come, allowing them some command over their own life.

Jewellery is a form of investment just like land and shares. Its value is diminished solely due to its association with women. It is not a woman's vice but a survival tactic against the suffocating patriarchy. Jewellery is something she can have under her own name--no matter how small or how futile-- it is her sole capital, her best friend.

[yayi-fuji]

“Rae, why does this coin look so unique compared to the other yen?”

“Oh! See how this one has a face instead of the number of value on it? It’s because this is American currency, this here is a quarter, worth 25 cents. They have George Washington’s portrait in them.”

“That- That’s George Washington!? The first president of the United States!?”

“Uh… yah? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing! I simply, uhm… envisioned him rather differently than… this.”

Based on Even in the Next One !!! This isn’t an actual scene inside the chapters, but it’s just so easy to imagine them with how lively they feel. Please go give it a read if you haven’t yet <3

To @jobrrr : AUUGHH I’M IN LOVE WITH YOUR FIC!!! It has been a few months since I last became this invested in one :’D It just feels SO real and there are so many thoughts in my head as a result; hopefully I overcome my shyness and drop a comment proper sometime soon. Thank you for your service.

ALSO @melpymoo ! HUGE thank you for reading this alongside me omfg this is crazy, never before has a hyperfix been revived this violently 😭 Ty for granting me the space to be totally normal about these 2, looking forward to the rest of your reactions ^^

[writeshite]

The forest floor was soft. The morning air and dew cool against your knees, the palms of your hands were laid flat on the ground. The scrolls you’d brought per Master Halsin’s instructions were discarded elsewhere, as was the bottom half of your Druid attire.

Master Halsin had always been so generous, even now as he was barely held together, resisting the urge to push your head to the ground and fuck you until Sylvanuus could hear it. Such moments were reserved for study periods, when you needed to learn focus.

You’re brought back to the present as your hands slip along the grass and your head falls, Master Halsin chuckles softly, keeping a hold of your hips. He slows his thrusts, cock still nestled comfortably inside you, “Are you alright, sprout?” He chuckles.

You groan softly, clutching the grass beneath you, “Y—yes Master Halsin,” you replied.

Master Halsin leans closer, his body over yours, he places a hand over one of yours and squeezes it gently, “Good, wouldn’t want you to lose focus during your reward.”

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[dreamwinged]

id love to know! feel free to elaborate if u want <3

[genericpuff]

hate to be cynical on main but it really do be like this every single time a new "not like social media" art platform comes out of the woodwork and then people migrate to it in droves just to find out the only other people using it are other artists that they're competing with for any scrape of viewership from an increasingly oversaturated internet that didn't exist when we were teenagers in 2009

[anim-ttrpgs]

Exerpt from Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy.

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Saw Roier and Cellbit's communities freaking out today and I was worried I (somehow) missed a major stream, then I realize they're just reenacting the Guapoduo breakup for the funnies because Rubius' community called Cellbit's community "Gatinho" (a nickname Roier's community had exclusively used for them until now)

I've been watching it all unfold live and this is the only kind of fandom drama I've ever been invested in. Here are some highlights:

Bonus: (I'm afraid, because Roier would 100% do this)

[lionheartedmusings]

"the egg event is going to end" "the egg event went on too long" THERE IS NO EGG EVENT ANYMORE, THIS IS JUST LIFE. THIS IS JUST THE QSMP. THE EGGS ARE AN INTRINSIC PART OF THE SERVER AND TO KILL THEM OFF WOULD BE TO BLOW UP A FUNDAMENTAL PART OF THE WORLDBUILDING OUT OF STUBBORNNESS. AAAAA.

[thepoisonroom]

'I flirted with the idea that instead of being trans that I was just a cross-dresser (a quirk, I thought, that could be quietly folded into an otherwise average life) and that my dysphoria was sexual in nature, and sexual only. And if my feelings were only sexual, then, I wondered, perhaps I wasn’t actually trans.

I had read about a book called The Man Who Would Be Queen, by a Northwestern University professor who believed that transwomen who were attracted to women were really confused fetishists, they wanted to be women to satisfy an autogynephilia. And though I first read about this book in the context of its debunkment and disparagement, I thought about the electricity of slipping on those tights, zipping up those boots, and a stream of guilt followed. Maybe this professor was right, and maybe I was only a fetishist. Not trans, just a misguided boy.

About a year later, on the Internet, I come across a transwoman who added a unique message to the crowd refuting this professor. Oh, I wish I remember who this woman was, and I wish even more that I could do better than paraphrase her, but I remember her saying something like this: “Well, of course I feel sexy putting on women’s clothing and having a woman’s body. If you feel comfortable in your body for the first time, won’t that probably mean it’ll be the first time you feel comfortable, too, with delighting in your body as a sexual thing?”'

-Casey Plett, Consciousness