they/them - AroAce Lesbian - Icon by @rosenkranz-does-things - Jenny x Vastra enthusiast! (If you like my edits, please reblog them) - fanfic on Jenny_Vastra on AO3
No no no y’all don’t understand I just watched this dude’s video series on YouTube where he literally spent several months GATHERING BEHIND THE SCENES FOOTAGE OF HIM JOINING AND THEN GETTING KICKED OUT OF SCIENTOLOGY. THIS DUDE WAS A PART OF SEA ORG
He literally went in with spy cam glasses and was recording audio on his phone. He went through hours and hours of quite literally brainwashing (a lot of which was recorded), to the point where he was so confused about an actual memory of him breaking his collarbone and going to the hospital that he had to get a buddy who was there to recount it to him after. He was invited to a party with some of the most powerful people in Scientology and got to see the leader of Scientology speak. They encouraged him to steal to get the money to buy their crap, it’s INSANE
Yeah Scientologists are vicious it’s important to expose them but also fuck I would not want to be the one they retaliate against I hope this guy is safe
So exhausting how the mainstream American news media will be like “Resurfaced tweet shows this progressive Democratic candidate tweeted ‘shut up cunt’ in response to a Nazi when they were 17 years old. This troubling misogyny and censorship shows the hypocrisy and inconsistency of the Democratic Party.” while the Republican candidate has called for Iran to be nuked off the face of the planet, groped multiple woman, been photographed snorting coke off a 19 year old exotic dancer’s breast while his pregnant wife was in the hospital and plainly stated he is racist. Like, why are we doing this? (I know why.) Why aren’t we talking about who is funding these people and what their positions on the issues are?
This reminds me of an interview I saw with someone (it may have been Abdul El-Sayed) where the Fox News correspondent was like, "How many kids are you ok with immigrants abusing?"
And the interviewee responded by asking why they were ok with having a pedophile in office and started asking questions about the Epstein files.
The Fox News correspondent tried to immediately shut down the interview.
I truly hate how they always go to “But immigrants are a danger to our women and children!” when that is not the case statistically and they obviously do not care about the safety of women and children because they keep putting pedophiles and rapists in office. Why are you pearl clutching and moral grandstanding about hypothetical crimes committed by immigrants and doing fuck all to deal with our own homegrown domestic abusers, child predators and sex pests? Oh right, the racism.
They use the same tactics towards trans people. It’s all they’ve got. It’s not based in reality but it is based in moral outrage, the same moral outrage they do not feel when pastors, businessman and politicians are in the news for grooming and raping teenagers.
URGENT: August Is My Family's Last Chance to Escape Gaza and Reunite with Me in Ireland
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Please Don't Let Me Lose My Family. August Is Our Last Chance
Thank you from the bottom of our broken hearts. For nearly three years, you have stood beside my family through this devastating war. Your kindness has helped me support them as they have endured life in tents, unimaginable hardship, and the constant fear of bombardment and death.
We will never forget your compassion or the hope you have given us.
Now, FINALLY!!!, There is HOPE ...
I have been informed that my family’s evacuation is expected to take place in August. However, the Irish Embassy and the Department of Justice require us to show sufficient funds in our bank account before family reunification visas can be issued for my wife and our four children.
Without these funds, we cannot complete the visa process, and my wife and children will remain in Gaza, where their lives are in constant danger from bombing, starvation, and the devastating conditions they face every day. Even worse, my elderly parents, siblings and their children entirely depend on funds I send them in the incredibly harsh conditions they live!
We lost our home and everything we had in this hellish war and all my wife and children have right now is a tent in the living hell of Gaza.
My Irish college is providing the necessary supporting documents, but we urgently need your help to meet the financial requirement for them to be able to start a new life in Ireland.
If you are able, please donate and share my GoFundMe with friends and others who may have compassionate hearts.
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People say: "Family always comes First," and to that, I say: "Amen!".… Mahmoud Khalaf needs your support for Death chases my family in Gaza;
I was thinking about the whole "fandom moves on to something else" thing and it made me think about my annual picnic. Every year, I have a big picnic in early November and invite a bunch of people. I rent out a pavilion at a local lake, have people bring food that I grill for them if they want, have some games for the kids in the group, and just generally hang out.
Now, the way this goes is that I have everyone show up around 4:30pm. People show up, it's a big crowd, it's pretty warm out because the sun is still up and the mingling is great. People eat, share food, the kids run around in the trees and check out the lake, and we all just generally enjoy ourselves and catch up. Then the sun starts to go down.
People start getting under the pavilion, it starts getting a little chilly, and maybe those with really young kids start to pack up and say good-bye. This is usually when I light up the fire in the pavilion's fireplace and people will begin gathering around there. I let the grill burn down and sit down with everyone as everything gets a bit more mellow. Maybe we make s'mores or have cookies or something but this is usually were you start having more people say their good-byes and head out. That's how it goes for the next couple of hours, little dribbles of people winding up and heading on home until it's 9:30 at night and there's just a few people left in the pavilion in the woods sitting around a little fireplace quietly talking.
You know what? That's the best time at these things. Some years we'll be out there until almost midnight, just chatting quietly and staring into the coals. You learn things about people then, you hear interesting things, and you just feel closer.
So what does this have to do with fandom and moving on? Well, I see it like this. The show is still on, that's the early part of the day. Plenty of people around, lots of activity where art gets made, headcanons and meta fly fast and furious, and tons of fic gets written. Then the show ends, people are still creating but a few peel away, they have other things they have to do or just aren't interested in sticking around. Slowly but surely it goes until it's just a few people left.
That's when the interesting things really start coming out. You still have the other stuff but you start to get off the wall headcanons and wild meta, you get odd art, you get fic the person finally decided to write, and it's good. And hey, every once in a while, someone shows up late and you grab some food out of the cooler for them and warm up a burger for them over the coals while others grab a chair for them and you get them up to speed on the conversation and maybe show them some pictures from earlier in the night and they get to have some of that glow from earlier even if they missed the original.
That's fandom to me. As long as a person is still sitting around that fireplace late into the night, ready to chat, the fandom is never dead.
While watching a DVD from the library my TV popped up a message saying to press a button if I wanted to watch this from additional providers.
It's never done that before so I looked it up and turns out Roku TVs have added all sorts of creepy things in the privacy section since I last checked.
One of which being they take screenshots from what you're watching and send them to third parties to identify it.
Fucking hell! Remember when every fucking device in your life wasn't a spy implanted in your home and working against your interests to try and sell your data? Remember how nice that was??
Remember when the TV was just a tool that would play the things you plugged into it?
PSA - Do not buy an LG smart TV. They just added a line to their terms of use that it's the user's responsibility to inform any guests in their house that by entering they consent to be recorded, in order to comply with wiretapping laws. That thing is literally recording you.
You can find tutorials online telling you how to open that thing up and physically remove the mic and wifi module. Frankly I don't trust anything less.
sarah jane smith's introduction involves her lying about her identity, trying to gaslight a scientist, sneaking on board the tardis without the doctor noticing, and deciding the doctor's the bad guy and planning to kidnap him????
incredibly fascinating to watch this after having seen sja. like i assumed that years of time travel & exposure to the doctor had done that to her but you're telling me she was just always a freak from the start? she's just like this??
3. share a snippet from a wip that involves [character]
character = Mels 😇❤️
hehehe 😈
You really are saying give me all of it, hu XD Well, I had been meaning to ask you about something in this, so please excuse the quite possibly gibberish French (literally)
“You’re beaten,” Jenny declared with her remaining dagger’s point below Mels’ chin.
Mels only gave her a satisfied grin and blinked slowly. She responded in words Jenny could not understand, but Lorna, from the ground, could.
“Take us to your cell, beautiful,” she groaned, translating Mels’ words. “You hurt my girlfriend pretty badly, you know. I don’t know how much nerve I have for your games; you spoke English well enough a second ago,” Lorna complained, shooting Mels a look.
Mels shrugged and held her hands out to be tied by Jenny, still maintaining eye contact with Lorna. “Je ne sais pas ce que vous dites,” she said with a smug grin on her face.
Oh no, what could Mels have done to Jen?? Poor Jen! Well, you must wait, I fear!
If you are able to proof it, I am also more than happy to include Estonian in the fic! (And might ask Jenny to proof a sentence in Welsh as well, perhaps...) There's just something delightful about putting multiple languages into a fic!
Giving you a bit of a shortened version of a scene to underline the dialogue, and I hope you can guess which fic this is from ;)
“How about a taste of my Nitro 9?” she called, tossing it away from her and her companions and towards Strax and Jenny.
“Duck!” Osgood yelled, at which Jenny jumped out the way and Strax responded, “Where?! Why would we have a duck on our ship??” He was hit and took the brunt of the explosion that ripped through the floorboards.
Once the smoke cleared, Strax lay on the ground snoring loudly, bleeding from singed injuries.
“It’s nasty stuff, explosive AND poppy seeds in it! She took out Osgood with it!” Osgood gestured towards their sibling who was in a similar state [...]
“What do you want from my ship? And who are you?” Jenny asked as she brought a dagger down and drew blood from the older woman’s right arm.
“We’re the wicked pirates roaming the seven seas,” the woman responded, bringing up a saber to meet Jenny’s blade as it struck a second time. “We steal what we can and do what we want! Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
“There’s nothing,” Jenny said, punctuated by a swish of her dagger, “for you to steal,” swish, “on my ship.”
With a cla-clink, the woman was disarmed and her weapon on the ground. Jenny held her blade’s edge to the woman’s throat.
“I ask again. Who are you?”
Hehehehe, I am so excited to continue writing this and dedicate it to you again ;) Hope you enjoy this snippet!
Hehe I certainly do not know who you are, anon ;) Since you are all but explicitly asking for it (and you know this is my current wip), here's a teensy tiny snippet :3
And yes, it HAD TO contain a drop of angst ;)
Jenny would trade those days for nothing in the world, and wished they could always be this peaceful and carefree. This afternoon, they were set to pick up Bill from the shore where she had gone to meet her girlfriend. Alas, as she found out when they returned to the ship, the calm was not to last.
