blue and polka dot

White people really do not understand the idea of cultural appropriation so I’m gonna explain it to you one y’alls level okay? Bc the absurdity of these counter-arguments I’m getting is out of hand, and I’m tired of arguing with people so far beneath my level on a subject that harms me more than them.

You live in a little village where everyone is identified by the clothes they wear. Everyone in the village has a blue shirt. Your family has a blue shirt with polka dots on it. The people in your village eat lots of tasty yellow fruit with a special mixture of spices and pray to a fruit god every time you eat them. You also eat lots of nuts, but that’s not as important. This is your village’s culture. 

There is rumored to be a village to the west of you, where everyone is given a special toy shaped like an animal when they are born. It is very important to every individual, and means a lot to them. They keep it and polish it all their lives, and it is burned when they die. They eat special starchy balls full of meat, but also once a month,make a drink that honors their dead. This is their culture.

If…

The two villages have grown bigger and bigger over time, which makes them spread closer and closer to eaach other. There are no big territorial battles- the two villages like each other and sometimes share resources. If someone from the first village passes through the second, someone might give them some of their food for the trip and vice versa, so now some people in each village like and sometimes make the food of the other. A few people who have made close friends with people in the other village begin wearing colored shirts like them, or giving their children a special animal doll because someone from that village explained why that was special and invited them to do so. Things from each culture are shared with respect and friendship, and this happened naturally. This is CULTURAL INTEGRATION.

If….

The shirt-wearing village considers itself bigger and stronger. They have invented spears that help them hunt, but think maybe hunting would be even easier if they had more wood from the other villages territory, and less competition. So they decide to invade, fight and kill people in the animal-doll village. They kill some of their stronger warriors and subdue the rest of the villagers. When they are done, they let these villagers into their village as long as they agree to stop carving animal dolls, as long as they agree to learn their language, and as long as they agree to eat and dress like them, and leave their culture behind. This is CULTURAL ASSIMILATION.

If….

People from the two villages see each other from time to time but aren’t all that friendly. The shirt-wearing village likes the look of the dolls from the animal-doll village, and decides to make their own just like them, without asking. They’ve heard the dolls have a complex ceremony and meaning, but they don’t care. To the animal-doll village’s dismay, they learn that the shirt-wearers have been making ‘soulless’ animal dolls that are not connected to a villager, are not prayed over the right way, and in their belief is a dead and cursed thing. They never asked, and they did not follow the rules. In the meantime, many shirt-wearers steal fish from the animal-doll village’s fishing cages, stomp on their crops for fun when they are drunk, and make rude faces at them when they see them in the fields. They learn how to make the special drink they commune with the dead with, but drink it all the time, carelessly, and still won’t talk nicely to the animal-doll village people. They are mostly disrespectful, but still take things from the other village without being nice to them, and without asking. They enjoy the things the animal-doll people make, but do not enjoy them, and cause them suffering. This is CULTURAL APPROPRIATION.

And lastly….

You, a shirt-wearer with a blue spotted shirt, are playing with a toy. Another child comes up to you and in a friendly manner, asks to play. You hand them your toy. This is sharing.

Another day, a different child with a red shirt points at your blue shirt, makes fun of it, and takes your toy. This is stealing. This is more like Cultural Appropriation.

You guys need to learn that there are more ways for a culture to spread than just Appropriation. Cultural Appropriation is not ‘the sharing of a culture’. Fighting Cultural Appropriation does not keep cultures from evolving. It is simply pointing out that consent matters with culture, too, and when you take something from a culture you still disrespect and oppress, it’s not consensual, and the people do not have to let you do it.

Ever think about being Harry’s date to an award show?

He’s so excited telling you that he’s been invited to the Oscars and that he wants you to come with him. But when you remind him that of course he’s invited, he’s nominated, he just laughs and shakes his head, mumbling, “Oh, right, forgot about tha’.”   

He insists on buying you the prettiest outfit, setting up countless appointments with your favorite designers. And he’d attend every one, showering you with compliments after every change. But you know you’ve got a winner when his jaw unhinges, tongue lolling to the side as he takes in the way the fabric hugs your every curve, the color compliments your skin tone, and how the style is so quintessentially you

In the car, he can’t keep his hands off you, though he’s careful not to muss your hair or smear your makeup. At first, you try to keep him from pawing at you, but you have to admit his blue polka dotted Gucci suit fits him exquisitely, and the way he’s left the top few buttons of the pale blue shirt gaping to give a peek of his strong chest has you swooning. Your resolve melts half way to the theater after you whimper a why and he answers, “I’ve got no control around yeh in this dress, kitten.” So Harry and you take turns placing kisses in concealable spots, delicately slipping fingers beneath clothes to feel each other without ruffling or creasing the fabric. 


But that doesn’t mean the both of you aren’t flushed from exertion when it’s time to exit the car and walk the carpet. 

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My Princess

My Princess (m)

Word count: 3.8k

Genre: smut

I probably went a little too far with this, oh well. Although, this was probably one of my favorites i’ve written so far. Anyway, his was a request from an anon, hope you enjoy :)


Your boyfriend of one year, Jimin, decided for your anniversary he was going to take you to your favorite place, Disneyland. You two loved watching Disney movies together. You especially loved Beauty and the Beast and pretty much any princess movie. Jimin decide to even called you his princess. For your anniversary he made sure to get some time off so you two could spend a long weekend together.

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Summer Soldier.

Author’s Note: I blame Sebastian and his commitment on killing us all. I saw the picture he posted on IG and UGH. So, as I did with Bearded Bucky, I have this little story for you to enjoy.

Warnings: Bucky in a swimming pool, Bearded Bucky, Maybe language(?)

Words: 1,256.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader.


It was Tony’s idea. 

He decided the day was too damn hot to be in the compound, so he took the team to one of his mansion to enjoy the pool. The plan was accepted for all of you and you all took your bags to spend a weekend in Tony’s home.

And there you were, getting ready with Natasha and Wanda. They were puttin sun cream on their bodies as you got dressed. You could hear the boys’ screams and laughs.

“They’re probably playing”

“Or doing a competition against each other” You added, rolling your eyes. Your friends copied your expression before preparing their bags, full of books, more sun cream and towels.

“I bet Rogers and Barnes are trying to be the first ones”

“Men” Natasha and you said at the same time and you laughed. 

“Well, Y/N. If Barnes doesn’t fall on his knees with that swimsuit, nothing will do”

You rolled your eyes, listening to Natasha, who smirked as Wanda nodded. They had been bothering you for months with that story. They knew about your crush on the supersoldier but you were sure he didn’t feel the same. He could find whatever girl he wanted.

“You know what I think”

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The Nanny Part 6

Summary: When Bucky Barnes hired a Nanny, he thought he was going to hire someone to take care of the kid. But when she starts, he knows that she is more than just a Nanny

A/N: We are Finally getting to the good stuff. This chapter is so long.

Warnings: None? I think.

Word Count: 2543 words.

The Nanny MasterList


You hadn’t lived in anything larger than a two-bedroom apartment in several years. So, living with Bucky and Emily had taken some getting used too.

It was Wednesday already and you had just woken up. Looking at your phone you saw it was just past 6. Hearing someone in the kitchen, you quickly put on a pair of sweat pants and an old tee shirt that you were sure belonged to Sam at some point.

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etsyfindoftheday | wedding week 2017 | 6.17.17

DAY FOUR: colorful wedding finds
featuring: colorful wedding invitation suites by rachelmarvincreative

  • maya // tropical pineapple + banana leaf
  • chloé // paint strokes + geometric diamonds
  • amour // peach vintage florals + dots
there’s no way in hell L.H

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

warning: smut

word count: 900+

summary: you accidentally moan another band mate’s name and Luke gets jealous and fucks you hard

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon!! this is written by Hannah whoo, hope you guys enjoy this smut because it’s amazing!! watch out for more smut coming soon because I might drop one randomly with no warning. *wiggles eyebrows suggestively*

don’t forget requests are currently closed but they should be open again very soon :) happy reading folks!

find Hannah here: @lukeasfuck

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“Haha, you’re so funny Ashton.” I rolled my eyes and looked down at my phone seeing a text from Luke that told me he would be home any minute. Ashton was one of my best friends and although we were strictly platonic, we talked just about every day so that we would never miss a thing in each others lives. Through all of the touring, he kept me up to date with what Luke was doing on tour if he was too busy to talk to me himself.

A few minutes of useless conversation passed and I heard the door open and close, and heard shuffling as if Luke was taking off his jacket by the door. Ashton was crackling stupid jokes at me and trying to make me laugh, and he was succeeding. 

“How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?” He asked. I pretended to think for a moment before answering. “Hmmm.. I’m not sure. How many?” “Tentacles!” He shouted and burst into uncontrollable laughter, and I couldn’t help but chuckle and shake my head at his dumb jokes.

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3 Billion Dollars - G Dragon Mafia!AU [Part 5]

Originally posted by big-bang-bitches

Summary: When your father owes 3 billion dollars to the mafia, he must repay his debt. Although things don’t go exactly the way he hoped.

Genre: Maybe fluff, most likely angsty

Warnings: Death, swearing, mentions of kidnapping I think

{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5} {part 6} {part 7} {part 8} {part 9} {part 10} {part 11} {part 12} {part 13} {part 14} {part 15}

A/N: Sorry for not being able to post anything lately, we had lost power due to 60 mph winds. I hope you like it! This one is a long one. Also, update on the Playlist Scenarios; Tumblr Girls will be posted tomorrow. I don’t know if I’ll have enough time to finish it by today. Sorry again for the delay and I hope you enjoy! 

~ Admin Brooklyn

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Ji Yong knew you saw those girls. He knows that you’ve seen worse, but the feeling of anger and annoyance showed up when he thought of it. He tried protecting you for so long. He didn’t know how you would handle it. He still doesn’t know how you’re currently handling it. You were really quiet in the car, which wasn’t exactly unexpected, but he did expect for you to cry way more than you did. He was worried about you. He doesn’t want you to get hurt.

He looked down at the bodies on the ground. Blood slowly dripping out of the hole in their heads. There were four of them. Two topless hookers and two idiot men. They knew that someone important was coming. Everyone knew to be on their best behavior, but nope they decided to ruin not only their name but Ji Yong’s image on you.

“Hey, it’ll be okay. Trust me.” Seunghyun said, knowing what’s bothering him. Ji Yong shrugged, thinking of your face as he killed your brother. The pure shock and pain that filled your eyes. It was hard for him, but it’s not like he hasn’t killed before. “I know. She’ll have to move on sooner or later.”

“Ji Yong, come here for a second.” Mr. Kwon said. Ji Yong nodded and walked towards his father. Mr. Kwon was talking to three guys at the time. All of which looked like they had been through the worst things you could imagine. They were covered in sweat and dirt, and one of them was bleeding. Mr. Kwon didn’t seem too happy with what they said, despite the smile he gave them. “Yes, dad?”

“Now boys, please repeat to my son what you just said to me.” The boys stood in fear, nodding their heads at uneven, fast speeds. One of the boys went to open their mouths, only to have a hand clamp their mouth shut. Someone else spoke up. “They got away sir.”

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