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Jafael as Jaladdin

Being a Black Kpop Fan | My Story

I was always a weird person. When I was really young, like 7 years old, after I moved from the Caribbean to New York City, I fell in love with anime. Soon after I explored the world of Kpop. I knew about groups like Big Bang, 2NE1, SHINee, Super Junior and SNSD. I wasn’t a huge fan but I was totally obsessed with Taeyang. 

In 2011, I immersed myself in the kpop world again and I stayed. I was a huge Shawol and my ultimate bias was Jonghyun. Then when I found out about his ideal type… I changed… I hated my lips, my skin color, how my hair looked, everything about me I hated. Something I wasnt affected by for years now made me see myself as a failure. To make it worst I was a pre-teen/teenager and I was experiencing a period of insecurity and self-consciousness. I was 13 and thinking of bleaching my skin and perming my hair and getting plastic surgery on my nose. HONESTLY WHAT THE HECK!!!!!

As a young girl, I was often called pretty and beautiful by adults. I had caramel skin, long dark curly hair, and full lips. I am Black and my dad is Afro-Hispanic.

My hatred for my skin color got to the point where I rejected being black and rejected that I was attracted to black guys, how disgusting right? I’m sorry everyone. I should have never been ashamed of my culture and color just because of what the media was influencing me to think. To make it even worst, the only “true” black stars were all rich, beautiful, and a list of other things I’m not. 

When I fell out of the SHINee fandom and all the other groups made before 2012, I began to change for the better(?). I was so proud of black fangirls and cheering on the girls of color in Asian countries. I was shipping black girls with kpop stars with no shame.

Now, I’m proud of my skin. But at times… I do wonder why God would make such gorgeous pigments if so many people hate us because of it. Like yesterday, I found this article and I was terrified, disgusted, ashamed, and embarrassed to say the least. 

Does the world really hate me JUST because of the amount of melanin I have? Something I can’t prevent? Why? What did I do wrong? Even in the USA, ‘the most free place in the world,’ the killing of black people is rarely a crime that produces a guilty verdict among whites and cops. More blacks have died this year(or in the last couple years) because of the police than have died in 9/11. If I’m not welcomed here, then where?

I can’t help that I’m attracted to a culture, to a language, to guys that are different from me. Even if I could, I wouldn’t stop. Kpop makes me happy. Seeing these people achieve their dreams makes me happy. 

In the near future (like now) I would like to see Korea and all the countries in the world become more open to those who aren’t the same color, culture, etc as them. Only then will we become a world that can understand one another.

Why do idols have to hide their attraction to girls that are not the same culture as them? Just letting y'all know, if an idol likes me and I feel the same. I. WILL. SNATCH. Forget them k-netizens who always got crap to say because they are pathetic. LOVE IS BLIND. LOVE IS THE SAME REGARDLESS OF RACE. Whether or not we release and expose our relationship however, is in his hands.

I plan on visiting Korea, not for the guys or the kpop, but for the fashion, the culture, the language, the food, the Korean spirit, the experience and to break down the stereotypes and racial ideologies that are set in the Korean society. Best believe that a Kpop idol will love, date, marry a foreign girl, especially a beautiful black woman.


I am STILL working on this! I stopped around Halloween, which was like the worst time to stop working on it but I wasn’t feeling well back then. And now I’m sick, which means I got some spare time out of school for this one! 

I’m still figuring most stuff out here. First time full body coloring (first time background drawing too jeez) and I don’t wanna talk about the hands- ew. I gotta say, though, I’m very much excited about what Jack has in store for next year’s Halloween! This year was so awesome! 

This is such a late update, sorry, haha. Welp, time for some more cups of tea and kitten cuddles. :)

Yes this is Sense8 critical but jeez

Look I do think it should raise eyebrows that Sense8 got cancelled, and I’m sorry for people who have enjoyed and found themselves represented by that media, but the “it had the best representation/diversity EVER” line has to end (especially from white and/or straight fans). It did not. Its portrayal of global people of color was problematic at best and downright degrading at worst. The overplayed racist tropes are really blatant. I knew about three episodes in that I wasn’t going to make it through the series. The scene where Hernando and Lito are intimate with a woman watching them and masturbating made me (as an mlm) so uncomfortable and feel so objectified that I quit watching right then and there (had it been two women being intimate with a dude watching them, it would have been a more obviously problematic scene to a lot of people, I think. Sapphic women are systemically fetishizes by mainstream society, but gay men are fetishized by fandom communities and y'all know that Sense8 profited from that). It takes about .02 seconds of research to find detailed explanations of the ways the show was problematic.

Bottom line: advocating for intersectional media means that we don’t overlook bad representation of global POC because there’s a good portrayal of a trans white woman. We don’t overlook instances of the objectification of some queer people because there are interracial relationships (most of which featured a white person). We don’t overlook OBVIOUS issues with the portrayal of white police in Black communities, we don’t overlook the fact that for some reason, half the cast is white when the Sensate are supposed to come from ALL OVER the world (there should have been maybe one white person, MAYBE), just because the creators are trans women.

Just….obviously we’ll never get COMPLETELY unproblematic media, but at least demand MORE from the media we consume. Sense8 did more for queer and trans representation than pretty much anything else out there right now, and that’s worth praising. But even that was imperfect, and the representation it provided for people of color was nothing to applaud. Keep pushing. Keep demanding more. Don’t ever forget that anti-racist work is also anti-homophobic work. Don’t permit racism (no matter how subtle! Although Sense8 was not) in queer media.

anonymous asked:

My face looks horrible right now and its only getting worse. I have acne on literally every part of my face right now and since I have a Mom of Color™ she refuses to let me go see a dermatologist and keeps telling me that my acne is my fault. I've cried so much about this and I really don't know what to do. I finally got enough courage to talk to this guy and now I don't even wanna be seen in public anymore bc I look so bad! Any tips on what I can do and how to not let acne control my life?

Oh my God I’m so sorry hun, acne is like the worst shit ever :/ 

I’m sorry your mom is telling you it’s all your fault - I’m white, so I don’t really understand  Mom of Color™ problems,  but if you wanna talk about it my chat box is open. 

Even though you can’t see a dermatologist, there are still things you can do to try to help clear up your skin. If you’re not drinking a lot of water, now is the time to start. Drink as much as you possibly can. It helps flush toxins from your body and will help clear up your skin.

Change out your pillowcase every few days if you aren’t doing so already. You want anything your face touches to be as clean as possible. It can help to buy and extra pillowcase or two if you can afford it so you’re not doing laundry 24/7.

CLEAN YOUR PHONE SCREEN. Don’t be putting a dirty phone that’s covered with dirt and makeup and oils from your hands on your face. That’s just acne waiting to happen.

Always wash your face before you go to bed and when you wake up. The product you use for this will kinda depends what your skin is like - if it gets dry easily, I wouldn’t use a harsh acne product twice a day - use something milder in the morning and use the harsher one at night or vice versa. 

There are a lot of acne spot treatments in stores. I like ones that have 2% salicylic acid, but that’s just what has seemed to work for me best. It could be a different active ingredient that works for you - or, if your skin is dryer or more sensitive, get a product with only 1% salicylic acid. 

This can help you try to figure out the sources of your acne - while this guide isn’t perfect and doesn’t work perfectly for everyone, it can give you some good tips and ideas to target your problem areas:

I don’t know if this applies to you bc idk if you have a menstrual cycle, and since your mom won’t let you see a dermatologist, I’m assuming that seeing a doctor to get birth control is out of the question as well, but I figured I’d mention it. I’m on a hormonal birth control called Quartette that I LOVE - I only have periods 4 times a year (every 3 months) which is amazing because my acne always flares up with my period, and my back issues get a lot worse. 

Tea tree oil is also a widely-used natural treatment for acne, so that is an option for you as well. 

If you use makeup, it might be a good idea to go a few days without foundation/concealer (like on a weekend or something when you know you won’t be going anywhere) to see if it helps. Take before/after pictures if needed. You might simply need to switch to another product.  

Let your skin breathe. Take off your makeup as soon as possible when you get home.

CLEAN YOUR MAKEUP BRUSHES. Like your phone, over time your brushes will get full of old makeup, dirt, and oils from your face. If you use makeup on the regular like me, I wash mine about once a week but I’m not really sure what most people do - this is just what I’ve found works best in my case.

Also, I know acne can make this hard, but work on your self-confidence. Your beauty is not related to whether or not you have clear skin. You are beautiful regardless. Tell yourself this every day. Live it, even if it’s hard and eventually you will start feeling it. 

I hope this helps babes <3


HQ Headcanons Pt.6
  • Daichi loves to garden and Suga finds it unbearably adorable. Daichi will often bring him flowers from his garden in his family’s backyard in the morning on his way to school. 
  • Hinata is surprisingly good with money.
  • Asahi occasionally likes to try on makeup. He is extremely embarrassed about this and the only one who knows is Nishinoya, who supports him completely. It’s Noya’s idea to have Asahi talk to Kenma about it since Kenma occasionally does makeup as well. 
  • The Karasuno team buys Daichi and Suga mom and dad mugs for Christmas. Suga makes it very well known that Daichi often plays the mothers role when they’re alone once they opened their gifts. No one could look at them for a while after that; Daichi’s red face was to painful to look at. 
  • Tsukishima was part of the Webkinz fad and no one can ever find out. 
  • Noya unironically wears hoodies with the sleeves ripped off. 
  • Sugawara is the first of the team to get a tattoo, much to everyone’s shock.
  • When Lev gets his license, he completely disregards road signs. Red light? Looks green to me. 
  • Kageyama craves contact and gets touch starved easily. He won’t voice his desires, but sometimes when he goes to Hinata’s house to study after school, he’ll cuddle up to him and hide his face in Hinata’s neck. Hinata never says anything and just holds him until he moves away. 
  • When Tsukishima was 17, his brother Akiteru snuck into his room and shaved his legs while he slept. Tsukishima will never admit he liked the feeling of his smooth legs running over crisp bedsheets, and Yamaguchi will never tell him that he wouldn’t mind if Tsukishima made it a habit.
  • Sugawara and Oikawa both tend to sweat a lot more easily than their teammates. Suga layers on deodorant and Oikawa changes clothes often because of this since he’s terrified of smelling bad. 
  • Bokuto once tried to fix his roots and accidentally dyed his hair blonde. Akaashi didn’t recognize him at first and Bokuto almost cried. 
  • Makki once took out Mattsun’s gages while he was sleeping and shoved baby carrots through the holes. Mattsun couldn’t figure out why the whole team was in tears when he showed up for practice. 
  • Hinata and Kageyama are literally the worst at doing coloring books. They make it into a competition and Suga will never let them do it again after he found permanent marker on his ceiling.
  • The Karasuno volleyball team is banned from their local zoo.
  • Tanaka and Noya will chase ice cream trucks when they go by. 
  • Bokuto and Kuroo got dared by Oikawa to get Prince Alberts before they all graduated. Kuroo went through with it alone since Bokuto passed out in the chair. Kenma sent Oikawa a thank you letter for that.
The Greatest Fear - fic

Characters: Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth
Summary: Please don’t hate me, Alfred. Please.
A/N: From an old conversation with @bifca! About one of Jason’s greatest fears coming back as the Red Hood might have potentially been that Alfred had given up on/hated him. This is just a quickie, I’m sorry it’s not better, lovey! Set around when Jason comes back, maybe. I made up the dialogue etc etc. Bruce doesn’t know Jason went to the manor, and Alfred doesn’t tell him. For a while. Jason and Alfred have a nice spot of tea and talk about books. Grandpa then kisses his baby’s cheek and sends him back into the big bad world with a gentle ‘be careful.’


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okay god you guys this is a shit post if there ever was one but I’m so deep in Fire Emblem hell and there’s this character Emmeryn from Awakening

and she’s got these rad robes with roman numerals on them and I swear to fucking christ all I can think of is this motherfucker

and they both have a green/white/gold color scheme going on and fancy coats and the roman numeral thing and Emmeryn’s starting class is a fucking Sage and I’m so sorry this is the multi-fandom hell I am in

whispers bonus comparison Sage has wings on the back of his coat which is really darkly funny when you consider what happened to Emmeryn

♡ pink hansol for @minseok-tea ♡ // ©

Dear Mads,

Happy (extremely belated) Valentine’s Day from the worst svt secret valentine you could ask for! I’m sorry I couldn’t give this graphic to you on time but I wanted to let you know that I adore your blog and graphics and IT’S COLOR CODED PINK WHICH MAKES ME SO HAPPY! You are extremely sweet and talented (I see those amazing graphics) and adorable and your love for Suho is the absolute cutest! I loved sending you messages that week and am happy I got to be your svt valentine! I hope we get to talk more now that we are mutuals (I’m still screaming tbh!) Think of this as a present just because since it’s sooo late hehe.♥

Love, Nishat♥


Day 4.

My day in the city! I didn’t make it out early enough to do touristy things so when I got off the train, I just decided to walk as much of the city as I could so I could experience it and see it as best as possible.

This included coming straight off the train behind someone who threatened to strangle a pigeon and confusing everyone else. I’m glad I wasn’t the only concerned one.

I wandered over to the Highline which was as adorable as everyone promised before walking to meet another Ryan for lunch (if you’re keeping tack, not Mogge, but one of the adorable male-Ryans I met up with when I went to Austin for SXSW). I was a HOT mess when I got there but my mom was sure it was fine (see text message). I am sure I was disgusting, but she’s a good mom for telling me otherwise. Either way, we had delicious Thai food and he was delightful.

Someone also asked me for directions, which TV tells me is a sure sign that I look like a native New Yorker (but TV is probably wrong).

I ended up with a little extra time on my hands so I did the touristy thing and went up in the Empire State Building. I hung out for a while, soaking up the views, charging my phone (which I was told later was a no-no…oops!), and avoiding the rain.

Additionally, one of the guys working at ESB told me geniuses wear green, but I suspect that geniuses wear lots of other colors too and this was his pickup line. It’s definitely not the worst I’ve heard and made me smile.

I got to Brooklyn a bit early so took myself for some tacos. Sorry, Brooklyn. You lose on this one, but, to be fair, I’m a bit of a taco snob. I met up with veggielife and amyyyela at The Way Station because DOCTOR WHO. Y'all they have a bathroom that is a TARDIS! It was too crowded to stay because of their awesome wage gap special so we just went in for a picture and went elsewhere before we met up with a college friend for trivia.

Per usual, I contributed approximately 1.5 answers to any trivia team I’m on, but luckily everyone else was good so we scored third place. As the out-of-towner, they gifted me the prize. So kind.

I’ve walked over 6 miles in flats and my feet are covered in grime, but it was totally worth it. It was fantastic to see my friend from college and meet her people. Plus, Carrie and Amy were just peachy. I’m convinced we’re all slightly different versions of the same model of human.

I wish I had another day in the city. There are things and people I still want to see, but it’ll have to wait until next time. Which is hopefully sooner rather than later.

White girl racism rant

I’m a white bisexual girl and I’m genuinely so confused when people say like “Asian chicks are so ugly” or “Mexican girls are ratchet as hell” or “I’d never date a black girl.” But then they turn around and say shit like “But I’m not racist, no sir.” Like people of color (women of color especially) are so fucking beautiful in every way shape and form. You got Lucy Liu, Lavern Cox, Nichelle Nichols, Dascha Polanco, Lupida Nyong'o but you’re still gonna say women of color are gross. I’m sorry that this is coming right the fuck out of nowhere but I’ve heard shit like this kinda a lot lately.

The worst I’ve heard (from my own fucking friends too, I’m so disappointed) is shit like “I’m not racist but I’d never date an Asian guy” um. Yes you are racist. I don’t care if you have preferences but if you deliberately make the choice to cut out a huge fraction of the human race from potential dates that is racist.

But then I like don’t know what to say because I’m a white person and I’ve literally experienced no discrimination for race. Like I want to stay in my lane but I also I don’t want to stay quiet and let them think it’s okay to get away with shit like that ya feel? I apologize for the rant. If you have any stories similar or if I fucked up something I said please don’t be scared to tell me. I’m still learning too.

Merome Coffee Shop AU

((Cuties in a coffee shop because why not.))

On a little street corner sat a small coffee shop. Jerome stopped in every morning for his cappuccino and quickly left, never giving it much thought. Until he met the cute barista. He had came in and stood in line just like every other morning. Yawning and waiting for the people ahead of him to order so he could get his coffee and leave. He got to the front and quickly told the smiling blonde girl working the counter what he wanted, then shuffled to the side to wait for his drink. It wasn’t a terrible complicated order, but the shop was busier than usual today.

A loud crash came from the corner of the store. Jerome flinched at the noise and turned his attention to a door marked “staff only” on the floor below, a boy knelt, frantically scooping up cups and straws off of the floor. Coffee from spilled drinks pooled around him, soaking into his apron and pants. Jerome grabbed some napkins and went over to him, the boy looked up. Jerome was momentarily speechless. He didn’t usually get flustered around people, but the barista in front of him was attractive. His whiskey eyes gleamed up at Jerome’s jade, as he ran a hand through his messy hair, the same color as the coffee, slightly embarrassed at having dropped things in front of customers. Jerome offered him the napkins to clean himself up with.

“Oh man I’m really sorry… uh you might want to step back, wouldn’t want to get coffee on your shoes.” He looked at the napkins in Jerome’s outstretched hand. “Oh thanks!”
He quickly got up and began wiping the dark liquid off his apron.
The blonde behind the counter sighed and walked over with a mop.
“Really Mitch? This is really the worst time to drop so many drinks.” She said, handing him the mop.
“I’m really sorry Vicki, the floor is, like, slippery or something…”
“It’s fine, just clean it up and quickly remake everything. This has really backed everything up.” She returned to her station to make more orders. Jerome helped clean up the cups that had been dropped. As thanks for his help, his cappuccino was re-made first. He quickly left, still thinking about the clumsy barista. So his name was Mitch. Cute name too.

The next day Jerome returned, both for his daily coffee and to try and see Mitch again. It was significantly less busy this morning. When he arrived at the front of the line, he found that Mitch was working at the counter.
“One cappuccino please.” Jerome smiled. “And don’t drop it this time.” He added jokingly.
“Coming right up. And sorry about that! Kind of an off day yesterday.” Mitch laughed. He turned to make the drink and Jerome leaned on the counter, he couldn’t help but stare at the other, admiring the way his soft mocha hair fell into place perfectly, framing his beautiful face. His small silver earrings shone in the light from the window. His smile and laugh were lovely as well.
“Here you go sir, one cappuccino.” Mitch smiled and handed Jerome his drink, snapping him out of his staring. Jerome payed and quickly left, hoping no one had noticed the way he stared at the boy behind the counter.

In the following days, Jerome repeated his routine of coming to the coffee shop and getting his coffee. He always made sure to get in a certain clumsy barista’s line. It turns out the accident with the spilled drinks wasn’t “an off day” so much as one of Mitch’s small flaws. Almost every day he dropped a drink or tripped or something. Jerome didn’t care, he just thought it was cute, the way Mitch got so flustered and turned red when he would trip over his own feet.

One day while Jerome was walking in to get his coffee, Mitch took and especially clumsy fall. He stepped out from behind counter, on his way to the door to change a sign in front. However on the way there he stepped on a lid that had been dropped on the ground and fell, right into Jerome. The two fell to the ground in a surprised heap. Mitch jumped up after a quick disoriented second.
“Oh man I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to fall on you I just tripped and-” he face was bright red with embarrassment. Jerome stood up, laughing lightly. He cut him off mid sentence. “It’s fine. It was an accident and I don’t mind.” Mitch stopped talking and bit his lip, still incredibly embarrassed. “Wow this happens to me a lot doesn’t it…” He continued. “Here I’ll go get you your drink.” He rushed back behind the counter, avoid looking at Jerome.

“Hey don’t be embarrassed. I don’t mind your clumsiness, it’s pretty cute actually.” Jerome smiled nervously, hoping the other wasn’t creeped out or annoyed by being called cute. Mitch blushed darker at the compliment. “Cute?…” He muttered, a smile lighting up his face. He finished the drink and quickly wrote on the cup. Jerome thought writing his name was slightly unnecessary as he was the only customer in the store, but Mitch had a different motive. Jerome thanked him for the coffee and left, he glanced at the writing on the cup, and his heart skipped a beat.

Written in sharpie on the back of the cup was “Call Me!” and a phone number, A little heart was drawn around the words. A wide grin spread across Jerome’s face, and he hurried home, excited. And it might have just been him, but the coffee tasted even better this morning.