#or some guidance

[1mnobodywhoareyou]

Do you want to support fundraising efforts but feel overwhelmed?

As a white auDHD* person engaged in mutual aid efforts, I have some advice. Take what works for you, leave the rest. These strategies have been effective for me, and while not perfect, they can be beneficial. The important part is to *do* something.

See posts at a time that doesn't work for you? Save them somewhere for later and set a dedicated time each day/week/month to work through your list and move funds around.

Overwhelmed because of the sheer volume of asks? Create a system that works for you - give to the next one you see, prioritize the ones that are the closest or furthest from making their goal, etc. The only bad system is one that doesn't get people funds.

Worried that you're sending too little? It all adds up! 100 people sending $5 is $500. Consider finding a match to double your impact! That said, don't sit too comfy with your contributions, especially if you're financially privileged. If $5 is comfortable for you, bump up to $10 and so on.

Worried about sending too much? Set a budget. Stick to it. I will say, from experience, that this is highly unlikely and most of us have more than we think. You may find you can sacrifice some luxuries to help others in need.

Person you want to support is in a different country/currency/use a pay app/website you can't? The easy answer to this is to find someone else to support. But there are ways to work around this. Use your friends and networks to move money around. Paypal from Canada to the US and forward via Venmo. Use Wise to transfer from the UK to Canada and forward via etransfer. Etc etc etc.

Genuinely cannot afford to part with any funds? Share directly with your networks and include a call to action. It can be overwhelming and counteractive to reblog/forward every fundraiser. Instead, create a system with clear and appropriate boundaries.

Concerned about scams? Examine your suspicions of scams - these often arise from biases. Check resources for validity. When in doubt, help someone else. No need to report suspected scammers - just say no and move on.

*IMPORTANT NOTE* always always always send as friends and family. This lessens fees and taxes for the recipient.

Make fund redistribution a core aspect of your life. Incorporate it into your budget. Send funds at regular intervals based on how your income works. Dedicating 5-10% of your income is a really great place to start.

Feel free to add other tips and advice in the tags. Friendly reminders that shame is not an effective motivator and sustainable action is imperative.

*I specify this because a lot of flavours of neurodivergence deal with black and white thinking and/or perfectionism and it impacts our ability to *do* things. These are also tenets of white supremacy and do require us to actively work against them, even when it's uncomfortable/distressing.

massive massive thank you to @bbreaddog for proofing this for me <3

[raintides]

halsin's cozy bear hugs

[damian-lil-babybat]

'Dead Poets Society' gang

Headcanon that these four drop poetry and literature quotes on their conversations unprompted.

Jason 'English-major-I-only-visit-the-manor-for-the-library' Todd-Wayne

Damian 'I-master-liberal-arts-unlike-you-plebs-PHD-holder' al Ghul-Wayne

Cassandra 'I-learn-English-thru-Shakespeare-as-god-intended' Cain-Wayne

Duke 'only-title-holder-of-vigilante-poet-and-will-cuss-you-just-as-poetically' Thomas-(future) Wayne

[go-see-a-starwar]

RIP Ani 💀 [links: obi - ani - dala]

[ask-the-pioneer]

Out of curiosity why do you bow before eating?

"It's a sign of respect."

"When I kill to eat, I know I am taking a life. I do it out of necessity. The creature's life moves to me so that I can survive and prosper. With this gesture, I pay tribute to its sacrifice."

"The bow is also to acknowledge the work of a person who brought the food, to feed me and the others. You're not pressured to do that, but even if the meal isn't to your liking, you would still recognize the effort. Our colony was small, with Hunter as the only adult, so any food brought back was celebrated."

"In my later cycles, the ability to craft explosive spears became incredibly useful for hunting and self-defense. I had a natural advantage, but it was to be exercised with caution."

"Truth is, I can do a lot of damage with my «powers». It's a big, alienating responsibility. And it was an issue in my younger cycles when I couldn't control it well - sometimes people around me would get hurt, but despite that, I was shown kindness and given guidance by my mentor. My adoptive family did not treat me like a freak, and it mattered a lot to me. It still does."

"I feel no need for bloodlust. I am content with my life… for the most part. Whatever grievances I may have, I know it's bad to take it out on others. For the temporary relief it gives, you realize it really is not worth it. To kill for sport, it makes my stomach turn - a sad waste of life. Just because I can, doesn't mean I should. Cruel thoughts are the domain of a scared animal. I don't want to live in suffering because of such fear, and most of all I don't want my family to think less of me. Does that make sense? I wouldn’t want to disappoint them, or lose their trust…"

"When I hunt for food, I often think of what my mentor would say. Those thoughts guide my spears, the memories remind me to be kind in the face of the vast, indifferent world. Most of the creatures out there have it considerably worse than me, trying to survive nature day by day. I've been blessed with a mark, I know things that a typical slugcat would never need in their life. I don't think I can ever go back - knowledge, like my «powers», are both a blessing and a curse. And, dare I say, I think it is better that I have those powers… for I know, at the very least, that I trust myself to use them wisely."

"The bow is a sign of respect, and a gentle reminder of the things that I stand for."

[syoddeye]

cw: noncon/dubcon, mean price, theft, smidgen of a daddy kink, spanking, vaginal fingering.

neighbor price who beats someone to the communal laundry one afternoon.

he waits ten minutes for the irresponsible do-nothing before giving up. he intends to dump their dry clothes on the floor and grouses as he reaches into the machine. instead, he grabs a handful of lacy unmentionables, freezes a moment, and then decides there's a better way to impart a lesson.

he doesn't typically loiter while his wash goes, there's always something that needs doing on his precious few days off. but it's worthwhile when he hears feet on the stairs a quarter of an hour later, followed by a sharp gasp.

he looks up from his phone, smirking as a pretty thing gawks at the stacks of neatly folded laundry, her panties on top.

her gaze flicks from him to her clothes to him again. sputtering, eyes wide and glassy with panic and embarrassment.

"i recommend an alarm," he drawls when she hurriedly begins to gather her belongings. he doesn't move a muscle, making her step into his space. watches her shiver from his breathing hitting her neck.

"lovely as your things are, i'm not your maid. i'm not your father."

she scuttles to the stairs, hissing some inconsequential jab, but he's the type of man who needs the last word.

"i'll keep these as payment for sorting your clothes. you want them back, come to unit 231."

he holds the pair aloft, pinching it by the gusset.

of course, she makes the mistake of thinking she'll get her panties back unscathed. she swallows her pride and, to her credit, asks nicely. he can't let it go, though; he needs to ensure his warning sinks in. he spanks her arse raw, gagging her on his fingers until she promises never to be so careless again. she sniffles as he lectures her on the dangerous men who live in their building.

after wiping her tears, he hoists her onto his lap and stuffs the stolen underwear into her mouth. he hooks his chin over her shoulder and snakes an arm around her waist before cramming a hand down her shorts to play. he patronizingly orders her to show him she knows how to set an alarm on her phone and clicks his tongue when it's obvious she does.

he sinks a finger to the first knuckle and hums a breathy, "what am i gonna do with you?" as if he doesn't already know the answer. as if this'll go any other way now that he knows she's delinquent and impetuous. there is one thing he has a nose for—a deficit in discipline. he cannot abide it.

[redr0sewrites]

i will forever defend these two- NOT to start discourse but they are both so heavily mischaracterized by the fandom its INSANE like omg yes they are flawed but they are also trying their best PLEASE leave them alone 🙏🙏🙏

as usual im yapping in the tags if anyone cares

[dailyloopdeloop]

DAY 75: onehat

[saccharineomens]

Their best relationship development is still to come, but the chapters today's episode covered are a great start!

[galacticsabc]

hmmm. I think I'm getting a bit better at drawing horses.

Here's Titan, she's a phantom horse from my worldbuilding. She kinda ended up having the most backstory ever simply because I was trying to consolidate some old writing that made zero sense with the new stuff I've written.

[sesamenom]

arwen's goth phase, aka the most stressful decade of sauron's life

with the full mask & veil without the white makeup

[knightforflowers]

lend me your ears, the real me is right here

(flower symbolism explanations beneath the cut for anyone curious!)

First Image - Parish

Flowers in Devo’s arms and framing the corners - Adonis’ Flower (painful recollection, sorrowful remembrances)

Flowers on the left - Aloe (grief, affliction, religious superstition)

Flowers on the right - Lavender (devotion, distrust)

Second Image - Start of the season

Purple flowers - Parish’s Nightshade (silence, falsehood, dark thoughts, skepticism)

White flowers - Almond (hope, indiscretion, thoughtlessness)

Third Image - End of season (post Cambria’s Call)

Semi transparent flowers - Diphylleia (‘I will show my true self to you’, clarity, honesty)

Sharp petaled flower - Rainflower (rebirth, new beginnings, great expectations)

Flowers in the foreground and background - Purple Iris (hope, strength, courage)

[toypretend]

aged up designs that i made a bit ago :))

[doriana-gray-games]

DORI PLS THE TYPO TOOK ME OUT QUICKLY SAY SMT SWEET ABOUT H AND HOW THEY'D TREAT THEIR OWN CHILDREN OR POOR CHILDREN OR SMT WE MUST SAVE THEIR REPUTATION AHHHHHH

ITS NOT A TYPO ITS SAID LIKE THAT IT CAN JUST ALSO MEAN OTHER THINGS!

H gives to charity! ITS IN THE GAME, ORPHANS ARE MENTIONED

But honestly?

I don't think H is particularly good with children lol. They haven't had to spend time with many, have little to base good parental guidance on. Genuinely, victorians treated children like little adults with less pain tolerance (they believed this!) and also that they wouldn't remember anything so it obviously can't affect them negatively anyway... true story.

Now, I think, or I would hope, H would be better than a sort of parental figure that's like:

🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️

Just standing by the sidelines.

But I don't know. My brain isn't quite at that stage yet.

Im just trying to get y'all to the ball at this point.

I think... H would be patient? And calm. As a parent. And not harsh, nor cruel. They would want them to be educated well, no matter the Child's gender.

I can see them reading to them.

The child pointing to parts of a map, and H explaining what they are looking at, what is there, if they would like to see it.

Teaching them Latin, or French. Having such conversations over tea in a garden with cakes and biscuits.

Horse riding. A pony could be easily bought or bred.

Encouraging their interests, sharing their own.

Obviously their child would have to be knowledgeable about tea, and arithmatic, and history, even if it is not their favourite things.

I think they would be protective.

Wouldn't allow others to speak ill of them.

But would be able to be quite direct in their dismay themselves.

I think, though, they would learn what their child would need. To feel well, and happy, and flourishing.

And they would be a better parent than their father had ever been.

[averlym]

litany of the martyrs (click for better resolution!)

[rottengurlz]

lover, don't touch me // leave, i am a danger to you // but ooh, i hunger for you