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Condoms were originally designed to cover the penis. But if you don’t have a penis, and neither does your partner, condoms are still your friend. Here’s why condoms should be a part of your sex life.

1. Condoms turn into dental dams lickety split.

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First of all, yes, you CAN get an STD from having unprotected oral sex. A dental dam is a barrier that covers your vulva to protect you and your partner from STDs when you’re going downtown. You can turn a regular old condom into one of these magic tools with little-to-no crafting skills. All you need is a pair of scissors. Check out our tutorial and start having safer oral sex.

2. Condoms keep your favorite sex toys neat and clean.

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It’s possible to transmit an STD by passing a sex toy back and forth during sex. Luckily, condoms make great covers for dildos, vibrators, and plugs. Put a new condom on every time you or your partner use a toy.

3. You can wear a condom like a glove for safer fingering.

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Covering up your hands during manual sex (fingering/fisting/whatever you’re into) can keep bacteria out of your partner’s vagina or anus and prevent cuts from your fingernails. Condoms or latex gloves both work, but condoms get bonus points for already being lubed up.

And there you have it: Safer sex and STD testing are super important no matter who you have sex with. So visit your nearest Planned Parenthood health center for info, testing, and a big pile of condoms.

-Emily at Planned Parenthood

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God I love Planned Parenthood and the information they provide. I had no idea about a lot of this.

Fun fact for long nailed gays: shove cotton balls in the fingers to prevent ouchies

Oooo ^^^ rbing especially for that last tip

I hate how schools dont teach thiis stuff.

“It’s too inappropriate.”

If you talk about some sex you might as well go the Whole Nine Yards™ and teach the LGBT+ like good people.

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if you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to live in the midwest, this is it. 

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Farewell online privacy

What happened?

Trump happened.

just get a VPN?

You can’t just tell people to ‘get a VPN (Virtual Private Network)’. Buying a VPN is like buying a house. It’s very very important. Having no VPN or having a ‘wrong’ one can seriously damage your life. Especially for Americans because their privacy laws are garbage. I am going to try explain why you should get a VPN but bare with me, I am from Germany and my English is far from perfect. 

Let’s start with a simple test.Click this link here: https://whatismyipaddress.com/It will tell your IP adres, your ISP (internet service provider), and your location. The location might not be very accurate, but then again, it’s just a simple website. Imagine what the government can do!

So basically, everyone can find out where you live. But there is more danger. Your ISP. Your ISP logs your every move online and they are required to keep it in case the government wants access to it (or if a 3rd party wants to buy your data (yikes). They have everything. What websites you visit. How long you stay on a website. What you download. Your search terms. European laws are more subtle on this but if you are from the US you are #@*#&, especially because Trump doesn’t support the open internet. It’s scary but maybe in the future you can’t get a job because the recruiter knows your searched on ‘how to deal with depression’ or anythings else that’s supposed to be private because it’s your f*cking right. Or you get a $100k fine because you pirated a movie 15 years ago. You need a VPN. You’re dumb for not using one. but what does a VPN do?

A VPN encrypts all your data so if it were be intercepted no one can ‘crack the code’ and damage your privacy. 

Usually being online goes like this (simplified): Your computer —-> ISP (—–> keeps data —–> sells it)

But with a VPN it goes like: Your computer —–> VPN (encrypts data)—–> ISP (ISP can’t see shit)

Furthermore, a VPN hides your IP address and location by giving you another IP address located in Spain for example (you can often choose from a list and change as many times as you want).  

Now that you know why you should get a VPN and what is does it is important to educate yourself because people often choose the wrong VPN. VPN providers are also businesses and have to obey the law. If you choose a VPN provider located in the US then you are throwing your money away because the laws in the US shits on your privacy. If the US gov wants the provider to give all their logs they have to obey.  The ISP  still can’t see what you are doing online and sell your data but the US gov can interfere with your VPN provider so NEVER CHOOSE A PROVIDER LOCATED IN THE US. 

I just wanted to make that very clear so my followers don’t buy false security.

There is still more danger! Who says your VPN provider isn’t selling your data? You need to check their logging policy. Do they keep logs? If yes, what for? For how long do they keep them? Tip: Choose a provider who doesn’t keep logs

More about law The US is part of the Five Eyes program (the worst):  

The Five Eyes, often abbreviated as FVEY, is an intelligence alliance comprising Australia, Canada, New Zealand, the United Kingdom and the United States. These countries are bound by the multilateral UKUSA Agreement, a treaty for joint cooperation in signals intelligence (source)

There is also a Nine Eyes (bit better) and Fourteen Eyes Program (better). You don’t want a VPN provider who is located in one the Five Eyes countries. If you had to choose go for a provider located in a country that’s part of the Fourteen Eyes Program or even better, go for a country that isn’t part of any program! 

I know this is a shitty explanation and please pardon my english but now it’s time to do your own research. Take your privacy seriously. Maybe WWIII breaks out and you get killed for liking the ‘wrong’ FB-page.  

Go to this website: https://thatoneprivacysite.net/simple-vpn-comparison-chart/

Make sure that your future VPN provider both has green boxes for Privacy Jurisdiction and Privacy Logging. 

I recommend ovpn.se and trust.zone. ovpn is located in Sweden so they are part of the 14 Eyes Program and they keep minimal logs. Their business ethics, however, are alright. 

Trustzone is located in the Seychelles. No country can interfere and their privacy jurisdiction is the best you can get. The US want your data but needs to get it from Trustzone? The Seychelles will simply give them the finger and wave them goodbye. However, this makes this provider very appealing for people who torrent and criminals because they keep no logs (and that is how it shoud be) Also,  there are almost no marketing efforts so this provider is one the cheapest)

Also, often providers such as ExpressVPN are being called ‘The Best’ on websites about VPNs but know that this is just marketing which also makes those provider more expensive (and they too shit on your privacy)

This must be the worst article you have ever read but please, please take your privacy very seriously.

EDIT: I got many people asking me which provider I use. For those who want to know, I use Trust Zone. They offer a free 3-day trial with no strings attached. But still do your own research! 

I am also with Trustzone but I think you forgot to explain one of it’s most important features. It protects you when you are using someone else’s Wi-Fi.If you are at Starbucks and you use their Wi-Fi your privacy is at risk. Anyone with ill intentions could steal your information. Especially if you are using an unsecured Wi-Fi hotspot. With a VPN your data gets encrypted so no one can steal it. 

Wait, what’s going, on? Did trump destroy internet privacy with a bill or something? Where’s the news? Oh wait, why am I getting visions of Alex Jones and selling water purifiers?

He hasn’t yet but he says he wants to. And if he is serious about it it would be really easy to do. Since all our data is already recorded, as the person above explained.

Trump wants more surveillance of Muslim Americans. This in a country where internet privacy is already close to non-existent. 

Trust.Zone has a free trial. Use it. 

btw this post only has 11k notes? That’s quite disappointing for something this important. 

Don’t reblog this post to save a life.Reblog this to protect an entire family!

@earth-ruins @writing-prompt-s Should I get trustzone for my mobile device?

If you use public Wi-Fi, then yes. Which VPN you use is up to you, amigo. Take @earth-ruins advice. Do your own research first. 

@elvesfromthedeep​ just brought the current situation in the US to my attention (March 30, 2017). 

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Anger as US internet privacy law scrapped  Congress just voted to let internet providers sell your browsing history 

To all my friends in the US, please read this entire post. Making everyone aware of VPNs is going to be my mission. Your privacy matters. Please reblog this post.

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Don’t tell me you just wanted to scroll past this. Stop looking at pictures of cats for a moment, okay? Don’t you realize how important this is? This is dangerous! ‘America, the best FREE country in the world’ my ass.

With this new law your ISP can sell your Internet history which could include passwords, usernames, religion, credit card numbers, race and much more to the highest bidder. So here is what I want you to do. You are going to read the whole thing and before you think ’this is so important. Let me reblog this real quick and go back to admiring cats again-NO! Don’t reblog this. Take action first. Then reblog. Sign up for a free trial! Trust.Zone offers one (here). Yes. It might be difficult to set up a VPN for some people. But is that going to stop you from protecting yourself and your family? 30 minutes. 30 minutes is all that it takes. 5 if you know how to install software. The problem with some of you is that you see ‘difficult’ as something negative. I want you to see difficult differently. I need you to push through this stuff. You are going to protect yourself. There is nothing negative about that. VPNs are fun and costsaving too! A VPN bypasses geographical restrictions so you can access websites you normally can’t or you could start Netflix’s one month free trial over and over again- forever. And it’s legal! (unless you use it to buy weapons etc.,)Don’t tell yourself that you are too tired and that you will do this tomorrow. Because that isn’t going to happen and you know it. You have to do this right now. You only have to click on it. Don’t let this/shit/life just happen to you. Take yourself seriously. Get a VPN.

Privacy is not a privilege, it’s a fundamental human right

Ok sorry that it’s so freaking long and also sorry for the language, but this is extremely important. Please reblog!

Reblogging again bc this is important

5 months ago

Farewell online privacy

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😂You have been warned😠

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5 months ago

😂You have been warned😠 Ps: I do not own this picture

6 months ago

Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a...

Summary: (Y/N) and Natasha are the closest people the Avengers have ever seen. After a few years of getting used to (Y/N)’s motherly tendencies, they’ve welcomed her into the family. However, Scott seems to misunderstand the nature of her relationship with Natasha.

Requested by tterynn (AO3): i don’t know where you take request so ill just comment it here?? i don’t know if you’ve ever thought of doing a natasha romanov (black widow) x fem! reader but it takes a bunch of digging for me to find those if any :-)

Key: (Y/N) - your name, (L/N) - last name

Warnings: the good gay shit, FUCK infinity war thanks, the only cursing is in the warnings section :), Scott Lang is a little bit oblivious, PETER IS A PURE BOI

Word Count: 1,155

Note: bITCH i love me some Natasha Romanoff. What a babe. I’m so bi. HERE’S YA CONTENT MY FELLOW WLW GETCHA SOME GOOD GAY SHIT RIGHT HERE

If the Avengers expected Natasha Romanoff to be close to anyone, it definitely wasn’t a kind, cinnamon roll of a person like (Y/N). The first day they met her, she was absolutely gawking over each and every one of them. Natasha rolled her eyes fondly and watched with a small smile as she named all of them and greeted them ecstatically. (Y/N) was absolutely adorable and that was one thing the Avengers could all agree on.

She quickly became part of the family, so much so that she just lived at the compound, obviously staying in Nat’s room.

(Y/N) was the ultimate mom of the team, possibly more so than Steve. She made sure all of them were fed, had their suits ready to go, and were always getting enough sleep. She once had FRIDAY manually unlock Bucky’s door so she could shove his exhausted ass into bed. The guy got 12 hours of sleep that night. He wouldn’t have if (Y/N) hadn’t chewed out Sam for trying to wake him up.

Now, (Y/N) was sweet, but she was downright terrifying if you made her mad. After Sam’s shenanigans against Bucky, no one ever got on her bad side again. They especially never got in the way of her motherly actions.

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6 months ago

They’re Lesbians, Scott (Natasha Romanoff X F!Reader)

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Alex Danvers x Fem Reader

You were the last of an ancient race of beings, the Olympians. You were the daughter of Zeus. In the last years of his life, he’d ensure humanity would have a defender.

You see while the Olympians gained their power from the worship of humans, they’re descendants were not bound to such a rule. Their descendants would inherit all their powers, though not on the same scale, they were not bound to worship. Their powers would be their own, to use as they saw fit.

Zeus was the last of the Olympians, his strength all but gone, but he could feel humanity’s danger from threats they could not hope to match. Dangers from beyond humanity’s understanding. While earth had their Kryptonian guardians, even they could not hope to match the darkness closing in on earth.

So in his last moments he sent all of his powers, all his strength, his immortality to a single human child. His only heir.

Y/N.

She would be their guardian and she would wield the might of Olympus itself.

X

Twenty five years later

You flew through the air the storm raging around you. Lightning flashing across the sky and Thunder rumbling in the distance. This was your father’s domain. You knew he had faded from the world, but these storms reminded you of him. The only connection to your father.

A dull ring sounded from your pocket and you stopped hovering in the air.

“Hello?” You asked.

“Hey.”

“Alex!” You said happily. “How are you?”

“Fine, just finishing up some paperwork then I’ll be home.” Alex said.

“Good.” You said. “I’ll be waiting, with pizza and wine.”

“You’re a goddess you know that?” Alex asked.

You laughed out loud. “You have no idea. See you soon.”

X

You stood in line at Alex’s favorite pizza place, waiting patiently watching the news.

Ladies and gentlemen

You look up to the news and see a reporter, looking dishevelled and terrified.

I am standing here watching as Supergirl is currently fighting an unknown assailant in black, who seems to match Supergirl in her powers. Could this be another rogue Kryptonian?”

You stood there surprised. Blurs of red and blue with black were flying back and forth in a horrendous fight. The shockwaves shattered glass sending it raining down on the innocent bystanders.

Thunder rumbled as your anger surfaced. You honestly had no interest in the fight, but the innocent were always a soft spot and you knew this fight would have massive repercussions.

In an instant you were outside and flying through the air.

X

You watched the D.E.O surround the fight as Supergirl and her enemy fought, you spotted Alex watching the fight terrified as it appeared that Supergirl was losing.

Her enemy picked up a broken piece of rebar and concrete and bring it down on Supergirl’s head. You could see it. Supergirl was exhausted and most certainly going to lose this fight.

X

Third Person P.O.V

Alex watched in horror as Kara was being utterly beaten by this Kryptonian, and for the first time in a long time, her sister was bleeding. Not from a lack of power but from truly being hurt.

A fierce and horrifying lighting storm lit up the sky, almost as if the heaven’s themselves were opening up.

The entire street looked up to see a lone figure hovering arms outstretched, the storm raging around them, almost as if they commanded it.

They figure landed in front of Kara and it sent a chill through Alex. It was Y/N. She was standing in front of Kara in gleaming silver armor.

Her wrists had matching gauntlets and shoulder plates leaving her arms bare. Her legs had knee high boots which led up to a white leather skirt and a scaled chest plate. A silver headband which had an eagle emblazoned into it around her head keeping her hair out of her face.

Alex had no problem admitting she looked hot, her muscles bulging, she looked tensed and ready to fight. To be honest Alex just couldn’t believe it, her Y/N stood there face to face with a Kryptonian and looked completely unafraid. It was so opposite from what she had known. Y/N was so gentle with everything around her, she barely even raised her voice.

“Who are you?” Y/N asked.

“I am Reign!” Reign said. “And you are in my way!”

“I’m afraid I can’t let you proceed.” Y/N spoke.

“Stand aside or you will be punished!” Reign demanded.

Y/N stood silently in front of Kara unmoving.

“So be it.”

Reign shot forward her fist aimed straight for Y/N.

“No!” Alex cried.

Y/N stood unmoving and caught her fist in an iron clad grip. Reign looked surprised before she went flying back as Y/N slammed her palm into Reign’s chest and she landed tearing up the street.

Alex stood in disbelief. With barely a hit Y/N had sent Reign flying and hurt. Y/N turned to help Kara up and walked over to hand her off to the D.E.O agents before smiling softly at Alex.

Alex nodded softly.

Reign grabbed Y/N by her hair and sent her flying down the street. Y/N landed with a roll before landing on her feet facing Reign.

They stood facing each other. It was clear they were sizing each other up, pacing back and forth, like two animals waiting for an opening.

Sadly Reign did not expect what happened next.

Y/N raised her hand to the sky and the storm reacted a lighting bolt hit her hand and with her other she aimed at Reign sending the bolt forward and slamming into Reign.

The whole crowd watched in awe. Whoever this was, it was clear she was in control of the storm raging above them.

Reign fell to her knees the massive lighting bolt causing her to cry out in pain. When it finally stopped Reign looked up in surprise and a small flicker of fear, she was outmatched and she knew it. With out her siblings, this threat could very well end her.

Just as another lighting bolt charged toward her, she tossed a giant block of concrete behind her towards the D.E.O agent that her enemy seemed so fond of. The lighting bolt slammed into the concrete completely destroying it, as Reign shot off into the sky and into the darkness.

The D.E.O now stood unsure, this woman had clearly helped them, but it was a question.

Had she only done so to do something worse?

Alex walked forward towards Y/N.

X

Y/N P.O.V

You stood silently as Alex walked forward.

“Hi.” You said softly.

“You have a lot to explain.” Alex said.

You nodded expecting as much.

X

You stood on a balcony at the D.E.O. The agents had taken you into their custody against Alex’s wishes but you had allowed them. You understood. They were afraid, and what people feared they locked away or destroyed. At least they didn’t put you in a cell.

Alex and the D.E.O director J’onn J’onnz stood behind you.

“What are you?” J’onn asked. “Our scanners are picking up immense electrical signals coming from you, not only that but the entire Western seaboard is blacked out.”

“I know.” You nodded. “It tends to happen. The way these people look at me. It’s uncomfortable. My powers are just reacting to me.”

“Can you blame them?” J’onn asked.

You shook your head slightly. “Do you believe in Gods, Director?”

“How does that answer my question.” J’onn said.

“I am the Last of Olympus, Daughter of Zeus.”

Alex stood opened mouthed, she’d never believed in gods, and J’onn was no better, he may be an alien but even he questioned her answer.

“What?” You asked. “You claim your Kryptonian’s are gods, when in truth they are not and they never will be. Now that you stand in the presence of actually divinity you question it?”

“Yes.” J’onn responded. “I’ve been alive for a very long time, not once have I ever heard of actual gods.”

“You’d be astounded by what you don’t know.” You replied. “The gods are dead. I am all that remains.”

“What happened to them?” Alex asked softly.

“They died in a great war.” You explained. “Before my father died he showed me many things… “

“Roughly eighty thousand years ago, a great war was waged over the fate of humanity. A creature from some dark place in space, he came to claim earth and it’s inhabitants. So the gods interceded. It was a brutal and bloody war, where at the end of it, only two remained. Zeus and Darksied. Darksied, retreated to the darkness, but my father sustained a great injury. He knew that Darksied would return and he knew that he had no chance at beating him in his current state so he died gifting all his powers to me.”

Alex and J’onn stood silent.

“This war is coming once again, and this one will be the last.” You said softly, thunder rumbled as lighting lit up the sky. “I’ll need your help to stop it.” You turned to face them both. “Or the world will burn.”

6 months ago

Last of Olympus

You guys asked for it. So, here ya go:

1. An antagonist isn’t necessarily a villain

When I hear the word ‘villain’, I think of someone with sinister/evil intentions. Someone who wants to rule the world or ruins nature by using dark magic or kicks puppies. These characters can be great in stories, but they’re not the only option for conflict. An antagonist can be your protagonist’s competitor, an overprotective loved one, someone with a different view, or even a different side of the protagonist themself (think Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde). If your aim is to write an antagonist (who may or may not be a villain),then this post is for you!

2. Motivation is the holy grail

Do not make your antagonist evil for the sake of being evil. The most famous example of this is Iago in the Shakespeare play Othello (yes, Shakespeare made mistakes. Deal with it.) In children’s stories or melodramatic stage plays, it’s fine if your villain simply exists because there has to be someone evil to oppose the MC’s good. But if you’re writing anything MG or higher, this isn’t gonna cut it anymore.  People are complicated. They have different morals, beliefs and alliances. But most people believe that they are good, that they are justified in the way they act and treat others. So, even though a great amount of people are dicks, they don’t think they are. This should translate to your antagonist. They need to have a reason for opposing the protagonist. The first thing you should determine for each character in your book, is their fundamental motivation. What is it that they want/are striving for? Is your antagonist ambitious above all else and they are determined to become King? Is she trying to kill your MC because their blood is the only cure to some alien disease. Are they scared of the unknown and detest the protag because of their ancestry? Whatever the case is, it needs to be a real, identifiable and strong motive. If you want to go into a more evil direction and use an inherently flawed/dangerous motivation, I would suggest linking it to solid reasons. e.g. If you’re writing something like the evil queen in Snow White, you need to link her psychopathic vanity to the flaws of the society she grew up in or the way she was treated as a child etc. Maybe the character has antisocial personality disorder (psychopathy) or was raised to squash all competition etc. Motivation is even more important if you intend to write some scenes from the perspective of the antagonist

3. Near invincibility

You can have more than one antagonist in your story, but the big baddie should be REALLY big. The main antagonist needs to be the biggest thing your protagonist has ever had to face. And they need to be a more-than-worthy opponent. This ups the tension in your novel, since the reader will be anticipating the final showdown and truly wondering whether the MC will be able to come out on top. The way to do this is to litter small conflicts between the two characters throughout the story. You protagonist should have altercations with the antagonist/their army/their minions before the big conflict at the end. Each of these smaller show-downs should end in the protagonist losing/having to retreat/surrendering/getting severely injured and discouraged.  You can show the protagonist beating other opponents, but they shouldn’t get the upper hand over the main antagonist until the final conflict. This shows the reader than the MC will really have to dig deep in order to overcome the big conflict. NB: The antagonist needs to start out waaayyy stronger than the protagonist.

4. Antagonist plot twists

Antagonists/villains can be great tools for shocking plot twists. This mostly has to do with playing with expectations of who the villain will be. So, maybe the person your characters thought was the antagonist has been under the evil influence of an even bigger baddie the whole time. Maybe the antagonist turns out to be the one with the better philosophy/plan. Maybe one of the “good” characters turns out to be the actual villain. Maybe the antagonist is only a figment of the protagonist’s imagination (think Black Swan). Maybe the system is the real bad guy and your antagonist is just another victim. Whatever floats your boat. Just know that you can do wonderful, twisty things with the antagonist. Use that to your advantage.

5. Redemption, anyone?

This is a highly contested topic, but I believe that antagonists can and should sometimes be redeemed.  How this happens depends on your specific story and the character. Obviously, if the antagonist committed genocide and poisoned kittens, they got some splainin to do. In these cases, the change in mind of the character has to be warranted. Something HUGE needs to happen to them that changes the way they think and behave. And they better be fucking sorry and willing to do whatever it takes to make things right. If your antagonist isn’t the personification of evil, this will be a bit easier. Since they probably opposed the protagonist due to societal ideologies or fraudulent beliefs, it only requires the truth to be revealed for them to shift their alliance. They should still say sorry, though. It’s only polite. My advice with redemption arcs is that the antagonist has to suffer before they can truly be redeemed. They have to face some consequences for the time they spent on the wrong side of the fight. And they shouldn’t be trusted/accepted by the protagonist immediately. If you want to learn how to do a redemption arc right, look at Zuko’s story in Avatar: The Last Airbender. He has the best redemption arc in fictional history.

Alright, that’s all I have for now. I hope that you guys found this useful. If you want me to do a post about creating an antagonistic character that hooks the reader, be sure to leave a comment.

Reblog if you found this useful. Comment with your own tips. Follow me for similar content.

7 months ago

Writing awesome antagonists

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Lex: the solution is to give myself CANCER

7 months ago

noone: Lex: the solution is to give myself CANCER

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9 months ago

I don’t use this but might be for someone out there who does, check it out?

@staff are you fucking kidding me right now?! You’re limiting text posts to 100 text blocks (aka paragraphs). What the absolute fuck.

Since you couldn’t take out fanfic writers with the purge so you’re just fucking up formatting for text posts until they leave? Is that your plan?

Would this count as a text block?

100 is a lot unless you write a lot of dialogue.  I wonder if just linking fics on my word press would work because god damn this site is making things difficult.  It’s like they’re trying to have people not use it.

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I’m so over this shithole

Does Tumblr just have it out for Fanfic writers? Is the Tumblr staff secretly Anne Rice or something?

Heads up writers

@kittenofdoomage @captain-rogers-beard @siren-kitten-his @angryschnauzer @maeve-curry-writes @deandoesthingstome @impala-dreamer @outside-the-government @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse @plumfondler @blacktithe7 @supernatural-jackles @impalaimagining

FFS you’re joking me?

@noona-clock @xtemptaetionx @bisexualstevierogers @5sosdrfluke

yeah I noticed this, and I completely hate it lmao because I do write a lot of dialogue and I write small paragraphs for easy readability ): I might have to post everything on AO3 and just link it on here :/

Well, this is the new tea and I hate it.

Gettin’ real tired of your shit, Tumblr.

@staff @support

FUCK YOU @staff

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Welp. So this is a thing now.

The title apparently counts as one line since it wouldn’t let me go past 99.

Seriously @staff ????

IMPORTANT EDIT

EVERYONE CALM DOWN!!!

I tried this on desktop and did not hit a limit. It looks like a limitation of mobile posts.

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I didn’t bother going past 543 because ain’t nobody got time for that, but there is no 100 block limit on desktop. You’re just going to have to post your fics on your computer or through your mobile web browser instead of the app.

Please reblog this version of the post so that people don’t totally freak out

@valid-and-dead looks like it isn’t end times yet!

9 months ago

@staff are you fucking kidding me right now?! You’re limiting text posts to 100 text blocks (aka paragraphs). What the absolute...

9 months ago

My driver's test is today, and on Monday it snowed like a mofo. Wish me luck!

9 months ago

My content gets shittier every day.

Request by @yanginginthere: 46) “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.” and 10) “So… I just realized… that I’ve been shot. with natasha (friend or relationship idc which)

Note: Okay, sooo, this one is pretty angsty, I’m sorry, I hope it makes you cry you enjoy it, oh and please let me know what you think, I haven’t written angst in quite a while, so feedback would be awesome :)

Warnings: angst, blood, bullet wound

Pairing: natasha x gender-neutral!reader

Words: 1845

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Natasha should have been used to wait around in hospital floors by now, to the cold white walls, the silent jar of her combat boots on the lino floor as she walked up and down in front of the row of seats where she was actually supposed to spend her time waiting. She wasn’t though and even if she were, this compared to no time that she had been awaiting news on one of her teammates… This situation shouldn’t have ever come to reality, she should have never had to walk this sterile floor waiting and praying for you.

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OMG I FREAKING LOVE IT (sorry I live and breath for angst) please if you can(or not up to you) make a part two?

Thank you!! I’m glad you like it 💙 (let’s be real tho, who doesn’t? xD)

I’ll see what I can do :) Any specific ideas?

The reader is out for like a month (like a mini coma) Natasha doesn’t sleep or eat and finally when the reader wakes (and once the reader realizes that she wasn’t eating/sleeping she’s pissed)Natasha fully realizes how she can’t live without her and proposes. (the reader obviously says yes) This can be fluffy if you want I don’t care. Thank you again for writing this. One more thing could I be added to your tag list???? I just love your writing so much!!

9 months ago

I Can’t Live Without You

Added the cursive and colored text features that are on mobile to the PC version of Tumblr GET. RID. OF. FUCKING. PORN BOTS. Start actually fucking answering people’s support/help emails with real fucking people and not automated unhelpful bullshit Make it so when an OP is deleted, so are all the reblogs Make it so when an OP is edited, so are all the reblogs Make it is blocked people’s posts don’t show up on your dash when people you follow reblog them FIX THE BROKEN ASS FUCKING TAGS STOP PUNISHING ADULT ARTISTS/ETC BC GOD FORBID AN UNDERAGE USER WHO SHOULDN’T BE ABLE TO GET AN ACCOUNT ON THIS SITE SEES A FEMALE NIPPLE Give us the option to personally customize the color scheme of Tumblr Stop mass flagging shit that iSN’T FUCKING PORN Give us the ability to make group chats Make posts stop fucking breaking bc god forbid there’s an outgoing link in the post Let us make our blogs hidden from Google search results without blacklisting our posts from any tags we post in/blocking us from searching things on our own fucking blogs

I personally don’t mind the dark and neon theme, though it is a little too bright. I feel bad for everyone who’s eyes are worse than mine and having a hard time right now. I recommend lowering your screen’s brightness to see if that helps. Email the shit out of Tumblr Support and request they change the theme back maybe (though their emailing system sucks dick so that might not do much).

9 months ago

Shit Tumblr Staff Could’ve Done Instead of This:

Pairing: Natasha X Reader (Female)

Summary: You have a gift, the ability to see other people’s innermost secrets. For years you used it to gather intel for the highest bidder when you take on The Widow. After she becomes more than a mark the two of you spend years stealing moments. Post snap you wait in your designated meeting place, look back on the sordid past you share with the woman you love and hope against everything that she’s still alive.

Warnings

A/N: The build up. I’m all about it. I hope y’all enjoy! 

Tags are open!

@mywinterwolf @disagreetoagree @breezy1415 @peachthatdrinkslemonade @5aftermidnight

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You stand extending your hand to her. Natasha flinches away and a part of you aches just a little, hating yourself for the fear that flashes across her face. Once she’s determined you’re not going to strike her she takes your hand and you pull her up.

“Told you, ya wouldn’t like it,” you say with a crooked smile. “Oh,” you sit back down, “and you’re gonna have a massive headache in a few minutes. Just a warning.”

She perches on the edge of the bed, massaging her temples staring at the carpet. You weigh your options. You could try to proceed as planned, reel her in, get the information, hand it over, let her cover her own ass. Or you could follow the dick head rabbit that was your curiosity and ask her what she was afraid of. That question would, without a doubt, lead to a rabbit hole you weren’t sure you were equipped to deal with. But…

“What’re you so afraid of, Natalia?” Tumble down the rabbit hole, Alice.

Natasha looks up at you without moving her head. If she could eviscerate you where you sat she absolutely would have. “It’s Natasha,” she growls.

Of course, you knew this but using the name you pulled from her earlier was guaranteed to elicit a response. Bait set, bait taken. “Ok, Natasha. Same question.”

“Your question is irrelevant. Fear is not an emotion I’m very familiar with.” With every syllable, her accent fades.

“No, fear is an emotion you’ve grown used to ignoring or weaponizing.” She twitches just a bit, “You’re very familiar with it. Intimate, even. You wouldn’t be as good at what you do if you weren’t.”

Her gaze is icy cold, but she doesn’t respond. “Fine. I’ll just guess.” You lean back into the chair, legs spread, hands lacing behind your head. “You were trained in the Red Room which, on the surface anyway, is KGB ran. However, you don’t necessarily function as an agent of Mother Russia. They haven’t cut you lose but you’re relatively free to use these skills they gifted,” her jaw clenches at the word, noted, “you with as you wish.”

Silence.

“Nothin’? Alright, I can keep going, this is kinda fun anyway.” You sigh and press on, “Seeing as you’ve apparently gotten yourself on S.H.I.E.L.D’s radar it’s safe to assume you’re on some other’s too. Given that S.H.I.E.L.D doesn’t usually give a fuck until things get nasty. But the question is who’re you getting nasty with Natasha? And over what? Because from what I gleaned in those few seconds someone has you spooked in a bad way.” You hold her gaze and lean forward, “From what I can tell it’s not an easy task to spook a predator. I’m thinking the spider is tangled up in her own web, unsure how exactly to cut herself loose without taking one nasty tumble.” Her breathing is marginally faster, you’re getting there.

“Goodness knows you’re in with way to much shit for me to have a solid lock on who may be really gunning for ya but if you tell me I may know something that can help. Information is, after all, my bread and butter.” Butter rolled off your tongue more like buttah as your accent deepens the longer you let it out to play.

“Nothing is free,” Natasha says in a gravelly voice.

“Yeah, you brought that up earlier.” You stand and walk to the mini bar, popping open a little bottle of Makers Mark and pouring it into a glass and grab a small bottle of Stoli for Natasha, knowing she likely won’t trust a drink from you that’s been opened.

“Here,” you toss the small bottle to her, “that’s free.” Natasha just looks at it suspiciously. “Don’t really give a fuck if you drink it but for what it’s worth I didn’t do anything to it.” You regain your seat and take a sip before continuing.

“Let’s call me tipping you off about S.H.I.E.L.D sniffing around you a professional courtesy. Just let me get enough information from you to sell them, I’ll give you enough of a run time before reporting back, we’re square.” She opens the bottle and downs it in one go. “There’s more if you want it,” you say nodding to the bar smiling. She doesn’t move. Likely doesn’t want to turn her back on you for fear you’ll make a move.

You huff up, “Ugh, here,” you stomp to the bar and gather all the little vodka bottles, six of different brands, and another Makers for yourself. Unceremoniously, you dump the bottles on the end of the bed within her reach but not so close that she’d lash out at your action. Looking down at her, “I have no interest in harming you. None. I peddle information, that’s all. When at all possible I avoid getting my hands dirty and stay off the grid. I have nothing at all to gain in hurting you.” Unless… “You’re not just concerned about being tangled in your own bullshit… Someone has a hit on you, don’t they? A major one.”

Natasha doesn’t respond, just reaches over and grabs another bottle to down. “And you don’t even know who it is. Just that the bounty is high enough to bring all sorts out of the woodwork to take a swing.” You plop back into the chair. “Damn, girl,” you say loud this time.

She opens another bottle, drinks half, then finally speaks. “Let’s get something straight. I don’t trust you.”

“Smart.”

“But… I am in a bit of a… situation.” She finishes the other half and tosses it aside. “A situation that’s forcing me to make choices I wouldn’t normally make.” Natasha stares at her hands. It’s your turn to be silent. You’ve made your offer. Her turn to do the talking.

“Say…” she takes a breath as though she’s fighting some internal war, “say I agreed to those terms, regarding S.H.I.E.L.D. What do you want… for the other…” Her eyes meet yours, she’s not even trying to hide the dread.

You can’t help but let the edges of your mouth tick up. She thinks you’ll ask for something direct. Kill someone. Pay you some exorbitant fee. “One thing.” Her jaw shifts, “Owe me one.” The tension in her winds even tighter.

“That’s it?”

“Yup.”

Her jaw flexes, “No.” Surprise spreads across your face. “That’s too vague,” she smiles faintly, “I know how to play that game too.”

“Fair.” You notice her shoulders seem to lower, “How about I help you figure out who’s trying to kill you and when I inevitably piss someone off you cover my ass. Be that with information or taking someone out, as long as it doesn’t conflict with any of your own directives that would get you killed?”

She thinks on it for a minute before standing and extending her hand, “Deal.”

You hold her gaze for a second as your hands clasp. There’s the tell-tale crackle over your skin. Knew it. A smirk rises to your lips and you tamp the desire coiling in your stomach. She’s a job, twice over. There’s no room for anything else.

9 months ago

Stay Ch. 2

[Master List] [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2]

Pairing: Natasha X Reader (Female)

Summary: You have a gift, the ability to see other people’s innermost secrets. For years you used it to gather intel for the highest bidder when you take on The Widow. After she becomes more than a mark the two of you spend years stealing moments. Post snap you wait in your designated meeting place, look back on the sordid past you share with the woman you love and hope against everything that she’s still alive.

Warnings: References to murder I guess?

A/N: Ah, my poor OC/Reader. So infatuated. So stressed. So about to be in over her head. 

(Also, to my knowledge we don’t know exactly when MCU Natasha graduated from The Red Room so I picked an age that worked for my story.)

Tags are open!

@mywinterwolf  @disagreetoagree @breezy1415 @peachthatdrinkslemonade  @5aftermidnight  @jeromethepsycho @germansarechill

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Natasha didn’t seem to notice the clear signals she projected nor that your unique brain absorbed each and every one. Or if she did she hid it. She sits back on the bed crossing her legs and gathering the rest of the little vodka bottles to her.

“So,” she asks opening another, “just what kind of freak are you?” Your brows raise in a silent question. “Born freak or made freak.”

“Never met a made freak…” Something to dig into, “Though in all fairness never met a born one either. Never met anyone like me.”

“Born, then?”

“Yeah.”

“Alabama?”

You’re genuinely surprised, “Damn, spot on there.”

“I’m a made freak,” she downs the bottle.

“Oh?” You steel yourself, “What exactly…”

“I’m a weapon.” She forms a gun with her fingers and aims it at you, “A damn good one.”

The tension in you releases, you thought she was going to reveal some power, an ability like your own. “Is that so bad?” She just shrugs.

Silence hangs thick for a few minutes. “Alright,” your voice feels like a gunshot, “let’s get to work.” She just stares at you, “I’m good but like any hunting dog I need to be pointed in a direction. You’ve got to have some ideas about who’s put this bounty on you.”

“That’s a long list.”

“I don’t sleep much,” you shrug and flash her a smile. “Come on,” you pull the notepad by the phone to you and the hotel pen, “start listing potentials.”

Over an hour later your head is spinning. “How fucking long have you been at this?” You were both born in ’84… only 20… but you’d lived so many lifetimes by then and there was no question she had too.

“Graduated at 14,” she says nonchalantly.

“Graduated?”

“From The Red Room. Been working since.”

You ran a hand over your face, letting out a long sigh. “So in six years-“

“That’s from the last two.”

“Fuck me,” you groan, she laughs and you can’t help but smile. “Ok, you’re obviously not done, so keep going.”

Natasha takes a deep breath before listing more names of people and syndicates. It becomes like static as your brain searches for pertinent information, “The Yugo Brotherhood, then there’s-“

“Stop,” you hold up your hand to pause. Eidetic memory, was the best word for it, though it didn’t quite cover it. Anything you absorb you can, for better or worse, recall with pinpoint accuracy. Great for your job. Terrible for being a functional human. “You took out the fucking Cobra didn’t you?!” Just a shrug.

“Need another drink?” Natasha asks, a small smile playing on her lips.

You hold out your glass, “Make it a double.” Your fingers brush over her’s as she hands the glass back to you and a shiver climbs up your spine, “Thank you.” After a sip you take a deep breath and close your eyes, pulling up everything you have on the Yugoslavian Brotherhood.

Names and dates begin pouring out, your hand racing across the pages in your short form, scrawling out the information. Tearing off the page and going on to the next, you’re like a machine. Then your hand starts sketching the outline of a face, a man, automatic. You stop yourself as it’s not necessary.

Natasha was hovering over watching, fascinated. You hadn’t noticed her. Three pages in her hands.

“Sorry, I kinda zone out once this,” you tap your forehead, “get’s going.”

“You just… remembered all of this?” She looks at the pages, trying to decipher them.

“Mhm, part of the package.” You reach for the pages, “You won’t be able to decode those.”

She flashes you a side glance, “This is short for, underworld,” she points to the mix of symbols letters. “Don’t assume,” she hands them to you and sits on the opposite side of the table.

“Impressive.”

“Well made,” she says dryly.

-Post Snap-

You stare at the dark screen of your phone. Willing it to light up. Any number, any country, you’d answer. Because maybe…

The sun was setting. A few stragglers had wandered into the hotel, all looking dazed, lost. Did you look like that? Did it matter?

You let your mind wander back.

It didn’t take you long to narrow in on what mercs would have picked up the Brotherhood’s hit the fastest…

-Nov. 2004-

“That doesn’t sound like a suicide mission at all,” your stare is incredulous.

“I can handle myself.”

“Yeah, no one is disputing that. But you don’t have-“

“Enough,” she pushes past you and it takes every ounce of self-control for you to not grab her.

It turned out that the hit on Natasha had indeed been put on her by the Brotherhood. The day before you had pulled corroborating information from two different men that Europe’s top two mercs had picked up that the Widow was in Vienna. Rather than risk going after her solo they were apparently teaming up, willing to split the sizable bounty for the glory of taking her out. She didn’t want to wait, was instead determined to crash their makeshift HQ.

You had spent the better part of the last three hours pointing out to her the obvious issues. They would have home-field advantage, there were at least two of them, they were both skilled killers. She of course scoffed, she was better than them and would be sending their head’s to the Brotherhood as a clear message.

Leaning against the door you watch her gear up, teeth grinding, brain whirring trying to find any way to get her to stop. Natasha was unquestionably exceptional at what she did, but in this instance, she was being arrogant.

Done covering her body in a small arsenal she stares you down. You don’t move. “Please,” she sighs, “don’t make me move you, Y/N.”

“If you die that’s on me,” she won’t meet your eyes.

“If you feel guilt over the consequences of a job well done you need to find a new line of work.” When she finally looks back it’s as though she’s donned a mask, “Now, get out of my fucking way.” You do, even though you feel like you’re moving through wet concrete.

Natasha opens the door with more force than necessary and steps out before pausing. She looks back at you, “Thank you… for the information. I won’t forget what I owe you.” Then she’s gone.

You collapse into a chair, head in your hands. For three days you had worked to dig up as much information as you possibly could to find just what kind of trouble she had gotten herself into. Unsurprisingly, it was all a tangled mess. But you had also spent much of that time with her.

At first, you thought she would be vapid, boring, just a gun in a pretty dress. Now you weren’t sure if you were happy or livid that she was anything but.

In lulls between research and tracking down sources you both hardly slept, instead, you just ate junk, guzzled caffeine, and talked about your favorite books, artists, music. Turned out she had a soft spot for classic rock and Anais Nin, both of which utterly surprised you.

One of the definite upsides to your ability was being able to tell if someone was lying to you, or fronting, she had done neither. Your exchange was candid, and you felt somehow honored that she chose to be real with you. In return you had been open with her, laying out what your original plan had been, telling her what information you needed to satisfy your S.H.I.E.L.D contact. Rather than having to pluck it from her she willingly gave you the intel.

It turned your stomach. The way The Red Room broke these girls to make them into weapons. Your own childhood hadn’t been a cake walk. Sold off to the highest bidder the moment your dad realized what useful skills you had and that plenty of underworld lowlives would be happy to have a handy little psychic on their side. But none of the brutality you had witnessed was calculated, none of it specifically formulated to break you, which somehow made it all less sinister in your mind.

All that she had been through and yet… deep under it all, there was something there, some spark, of humanity they couldn’t strip away. You felt it there every time she spoke about her own likes, every time you caught her glancing at you, every time you brushed against her (accidentally on purpose if you were being real).

You wanted to know her, really know her, you wanted- fuck. You get up and pace around the room. Anxiety growing with every circuit you make. Maybe an hour since she had left… enough time to get to their hideout… enough time for her to be…

“Goddammit!” You yell to nothing as you begin to gear up. Every sensible part of your brain is screaming at you. Lining up the reasons not to go after her, blasting them at full volume. But your brain wasn’t in control right now. Neither was your heart. This was your gut telling you something was going to go wrong, something you couldn’t live with.

9 months ago

Stay Ch. 3

cheese

islands

Mate

Sorry

Maaaate

Hollywood

Despair

Lakes

10 months ago

reblog by only using one word to describe what country/state you’re from

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oh my fuckning

10 months ago

oh my fuckning

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how on earth does Chyler get even hotter??!!!!!

10 months ago

how on earth does Chyler get even hotter??!!!!!

Can someone please write Nia Nal imagines I’m begging I will do, ANYTHING

11 months ago

Can someone please write Nia Nal imagines I'm begging I will do, ANYTHING

For everyone’s information:

The plan for the 17th, when the adult content ban comes in, is to protest.

To do that, we are making as much noise either side of the 17th as possible, and using the site as normal.

On the 17th, dead silence.

People are saying log off but what they really mean is don’t open the site or the app.

But, on the 17th make as much noise as possible on every other platform. Tweet about it and post on facebook and instagram and everywhere else.

What this does is causes a massive dip in ad revenue for one single day. That does not make staff think ‘oh everyone’s gone let’s shut down.’ What it actually makes them think is ‘oh shit people aren’t happy and if people don’t keep using our site we’re out of money and out of jobs.’

A boycott reminds a company that the users (consumers) have the power to make their site (business) worthless with one single coordinated decision.

If you want to join in, here’s what to do:

Do:

Close all open instances of the app and site on all your devices before the 17th Make posts before and after the 17th on tumblr and other platforms, talking about why this ban is bad Make posts on other sites during the 17th. Flood the official tumblr staff twitter and facebook with your anger and your opinion Come back on the 18th and check in

Don’t:

Delete the app from your phone (this doesn’t affect their revenue and since it’s off the store at the moment it’ll be hard to get back) Delete your account. I mean you can if you want to, but if you keep your account and don’t use it you’re saying to staff that there’s still time to save it. If you delete it’s hard work to come back. Open the app or website (including specific blogs) Make any posts (turn down/off your queue and make sure nothing is scheduled) Go quiet elsewhere. Make it clear that this is just about tumblr, not a mass move away from all social media.

Remember: the execs don’t care about anything but money. Shutting down the site means there’s $0 further income from it. That’s their last possible course of action. If we make it clear we’re not happy, they’ll have to do something or we can do more and more until it becomes too expensive.

Protests take commitment. They’re a defiant action against a business that is doing something wrong. They will try to scare you into not participating, because they’re scared. We hold all the power here, sometimes the execs just need to be reminded of that.

Reblog and spread the word

11 months ago

Do:

11 months ago

It's been ages since you post a story, excuse my rudeness but I need my daily dose of your work, I get cranky when I domt get...

11 months ago

Quick question what is your ao3 name? Because I would love to continue reading your awesome writing

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In response to the NSFW ban being enacted by Tumblr Staff, on December 17th 2018 I propose that we all log off of our Tumblr...

11 months ago

In response to the NSFW ban being enacted by Tumblr Staff, on December 17th 2018 I propose that we all log off of our Tumblr...

Since its founding in 2007, Tumblr has always been a place for wide open, creative self-expression at the heart of community and culture. To borrow from our founder David Karp, we’re proud to have inspired a generation of artists, writers, creators, curators, and crusaders to redefine our culture and to help empower individuality.

Over the past several months, and inspired by our storied past, we’ve given serious thought to who we want to be to our community moving forward and have been hard at work laying the foundation for a better Tumblr. We’ve realized that in order to continue to fulfill our promise and place in culture, especially as it evolves, we must change. Some of that change began with fostering more constructive dialogue among our community members. Today, we’re taking another step by no longer allowing adult content, including explicit sexual content and nudity (with some exceptions).  

Let’s first be unequivocal about something that should not be confused with today’s policy change: posting anything that is harmful to minors, including child pornography, is abhorrent and has no place in our community. We’ve always had and always will have a zero tolerance policy for this type of content. To this end, we continuously invest in the enforcement of this policy, including industry-standard machine monitoring, a growing team of human moderators, and user tools that make it easy to report abuse. We also closely partner with the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children and the Internet Watch Foundation, two invaluable organizations at the forefront of protecting our children from abuse, and through these partnerships we report violations of this policy to law enforcement authorities. We can never prevent all bad actors from attempting to abuse our platform, but we make it our highest priority to keep the community as safe as possible.

So what is changing?

Posts that contain adult content will no longer be allowed on Tumblr, and we’ve updated our Community Guidelines to reflect this policy change. We recognize Tumblr is also a place to speak freely about topics like art, sex positivity, your relationships, your sexuality, and your personal journey. We want to make sure that we continue to foster this type of diversity of expression in the community, so our new policy strives to strike a balance.

Why are we doing this?

It is our continued, humble aspiration that Tumblr be a safe place for creative expression, self-discovery, and a deep sense of community. As Tumblr continues to grow and evolve, and our understanding of our impact on our world becomes clearer, we have a responsibility to consider that impact across different age groups, demographics, cultures, and mindsets. We spent considerable time weighing the pros and cons of expression in the community that includes adult content. In doing so, it became clear that without this content we have the opportunity to create a place where more people feel comfortable expressing themselves.

Bottom line: There are no shortage of sites on the internet that feature adult content. We will leave it to them and focus our efforts on creating the most welcoming environment possible for our community.

So what’s next?

Starting December 17, 2018, we will begin enforcing this new policy. Community members with content that is no longer permitted on Tumblr will get a heads up from us in advance and steps they can take to appeal or preserve their content outside the community if they so choose. All changes won’t happen overnight as something of this complexity takes time.

Another thing, filtering this type of content versus say, a political protest with nudity or the statue of David, is not simple at scale. We’re relying on automated tools to identify adult content and humans to help train and keep our systems in check. We know there will be mistakes, but we’ve done our best to create and enforce a policy that acknowledges the breadth of expression we see in the community.

Most importantly, we’re going to be as transparent as possible with you about the decisions we’re making and resources available to you, including more detailed information, product enhancements, and more content moderators to interface directly with the community and content.

Like you, we love Tumblr and what it’s come to mean for millions of people around the world. Our actions are out of love and hope for our community. We won’t always get this right, especially in the beginning, but we are determined to make your experience a positive one.

Jeff D’OnofrioCEO

I think that they should just do a mature tag (kinda what ao3 does) and I think they should still hunt for pedopile blogs and remove them some people come to this site to read that stuff

And they should have the freedom to do so(the smut and art not the pedopile stuff)

11 months ago

A better, more positive Tumblr

Alex Danvers x Romanoff!Reader

Requested by no one

Summary: After moving to to National City to get away from your Avenger life you met Alex and soon after you two started dating. A year later your sister randomly shows up to see you. No text or call, nothing.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, they belong to DC and Marvel.

Tag list: @casey-anne-j @tigermillionaire-philanthropist @morbid-gaymer @geekycatlover @rainydaysrnevergrey @natalia-helena-alianova-romanov

Supergirl tag list: @yanginginthere

A/N: I hope you guys like it! :) Let me know what you guys think :) I used google translate so I’m sorry if it’s incorrect.

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Ursprünglich gepostet von singinprincess

“We’re still going to game night at Kara’s tonight?” You smiled as you wrapped your arms around Alex from behind.

You and Alex had met when you moved to National City over a year ago, you two just hit it off right away. After going on a few dates you two started dating. 

Alex had told you about being a DEO agent a few months into your relationship. You had told her about being a Shield agent but you didn’t tell her about your past. That you were in the Red Room along with your sister Natasha.

You didn’t like talking about that part of your past, you still got nightmares here and there but you wouldn’t talk about them. Alex never pushed you to talk about them, she would just hold you close after you would wake up from a nightmare.

Alex leaned into your embrace. “Yes we are.” She rests her head back on your shoulder and smiles up at you before she placed a kiss on your jaw. 

You hummed before pulling away slightly, you turned her around in your arms so you could give her a loving kiss. The kiss started to get heated but before it go any further Alex pulled away.

“As much as I would love to continue this, I have to get to work.” She gave you one last kiss before finishing up getting ready. You just smirked before giving her another kiss before you went to the kitchen.

xxxxxx

You were starting to get ready for game night, Alex was going to come back to the apartment after work and then the two of you would head over to Kara’s. You still had a little bit of time before Alex would get home.

You had just finished getting ready when there was a knock on the front door to your apartment you and Alex shared. You froze, no one was coming over. Alex wouldn’t have knocked. Then your training kicked in. 

Grabbing one of the guns Alex had hidden in the apartment just in case, you slowly made your way to the door. You slowly unlocked the door and opened it slightly before peeking out, the gun hidden.

That was when you saw someone you hadn’t seen in over a year. There your sister stood, with a smile on her face when she saw you.

“N-Nat?” You let her into the apartment, once the door was closed you put away the gun. You were just looking at her in shock. “What are you doing here?”

Natasha still texted you or called when she could, she just wanted to make sure you were okay but you two hadn’t seen each other since you moved.

“I wanted to see you.” Natasha walked over to you but you backed away.

You raised an eyebrow at her, you crossed your arms over your chest. “There’s something you’re not telling me.” 

“Can we not do this now, please? I’m not allowed to see my sister?” She opened her arms for you to give her a hug.

Sighing, you shook your head but a smile formed on your face before you went to give your sister a hug. “I missed you, you know that?” You closed your eyes, just relaxing in your sisters arms.

“I missed you too (Y/N).” She rests her head on top of yours.

When you pulled away from the hug that was when the front door opened. Alex walked in and froze when she saw you with someone else. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at Natasha.

“Who the hell are you? Get away from her.” Alex growled.

“Alex, babe!” Your eyes widened, you held out your hands. “Just calm down, it’s okay!”

Alex looked at you, she could see you weren’t lying. She looked back at Natasha, without taking her eyes off of her she put her gun away. “That doesn’t explain who the hell you are.” She glared.

Natasha looked over at you with a raised eyebrow. “Vy ne skazali, chto ona u vas yest’? I chto vy imeyete v vidu “detka”?” (You haven’t told her have you? And what do you mean “babe”?) 

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“Net, ne vse.” (No, not everything.) You crossed your arms over your chest as you glared at her. “Kak vy dumayete, chto eto znachit?” (What do you think it means?)

Alex knew that you speak Russian but she never heard you speak it before, she was in awe. She just couldn’t figure out who this woman was and how she knew you spoke Russian. 

You sighed, you ran a hand over your face. “Alex, this is my sister Natasha. Natasha meet my girlfriend Alex.”

“You have a sister?!”

“Since when do you have a girlfriend?!”

This is amazing I would love to see more of this!

11 months ago

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