Imagine how sick black women are of never being allowed to be children, but turned into sexual beings even as pre-teens.

Imagine how sick they are of hearing how their daughters “knew what they were doing” even as they were abused by adult men.

Imagine how sick they are of hearing white “feminists” tell them that their centuries of abuse was really “empowerment”.

Getting sick of white feminism deciding what should concern Black women about the way their bodies are depicted.


“When I ordered the hit on you, I was worried that I was killing the golden goose. But, you see, it was just fate that you survived it, leaving one last golden egg to give. You really think that just because you have an idea, it belongs to you? Your father, he helped give us the atomic bomb. Now what kind of world would it be today if he was as selfish as you?



I’m not a Monster

A/N: Ok so I felt like I was lacking in some angst so i found something which gave me an idea. But this is not that. My friend @pandellaz gave me an i dead and it sprouted from that. Also @thosefuckingxmen helped with some of the ideas. Let me know if you guys want a part two to this and i hope you like it.

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Warnings: Abusive words

Word count:1436

Normally you avoided old picture books like the plague. After you had a fallout with you brother and dad, you had vowed to never come back. Especially when you mom did nothing to stop the words they spewed at you.

But here you were eight years later, every family scrapbook you could find your eyes full of tears and half a dozen ripped pictures. Pictures that didn’t have you. Pictures after you left that made it seem like you never existed.

Flipping through a book you remembered helping your mom make you gasped at a familiar picture, taking it out of the piece or plastic protecting it.

Looking at the picture you smiled at it, holding it to your chest. The last time you were a happy family.

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Headcanons About Jealous Avengers

Originally posted by robertsdowneystark

Tony: He would flirt with other people if he was jealous of you talking to someone.

Steve: He would clench and unclench his fist and then approach you and wrap his arm around you claiming you from his rival.

Natasha: She would take you away with a witty comment about the other person who was talking-flirting with you or a comment about her terrifying skills.

Wanda: She would approach you and try to converse with the other person while she slipped some Sokovian curses during the conversation.

Bucky: He would either death-glare the other person or kiss you passionately in front of his rival to show them to whom your heart belongs to.

Sam: He would joke around and each time he delivered the punchline he would “accidentally” hit lightly the other person. He repeats this until they leave.

Vision: He doesn’t understand the aspect of jealousy. However, he brings you closer each time someone flirts with you and presses you protectively on his chest.

Thor: He will defend your honor to the battleground. He has picked many fights because he was jealous.

James: He would start saying stories about how he beat people that were about the age, height or looked like his rival.

Pietro: he would ask the other person to leave or would swoop you off your feet and carry you somewhere else.

Bruce: His insecurities rise up and he feels like he is not enough for you. You always spent a lot of time together afterward so that he understands he is perfect for you.

Clint: “One time I killed a man with just a toothpick.” He would say while holding one. That happens with anything he holds at the time.

Peter: He would nerd out until the other person gets bored and leaves. His smile afterward is brighter than the sun.

T’Challa: He would outsmart the other person while his arm is wrapped around you and he has a devilish smirk on his face.

Scott: He would tell the other person to go somewhere else. Or he would come and hug you from behind while he stares at the other person.

Originally posted by i-lost-my-puddin

For the first time you felt safe, cared for since the beginn of school. You smiled and walked down the hallway. The avengers were with you, in their full attire, staring down your bullies and everyone who might have said something against you. 

You Need Jesus

Pairing: Tony x Reader

Request: “ Could You write something with Tony x Reader with 41 and 19?? Thank You! 💖”

19: “You need Jesus.”

41: “Did you just throw a Bible at me?”

Warnings: Kinda suggestive

You flipped to the next page in your book, sighing heavily. You had been waiting for Tony to get home from a meeting since early that morning, but you were so engrossed in your book you didn’t notice Tony walking up behind you. He leaned in, whispering in your ear, “Hey.”

You jumped, almost throwing your book across the room. You turned around, relaxing when you saw who it was.

“Tony, hey!” You got up, hugging your boyfriend tightly. Tony grinned.

“Did I scare you?”

“Yes,” you said, shooting him a playful glare. “And it was not funny.”

“It is to me,” Tony said, stepping forward. He rested his hands on your hips, leaning forward to press his forehead to yours.

“Now that I’m home,” he murmured, “what do you want to do?”

Your stomach flipped over at his voice. He gently swayed your hips back and forth. “You know, it’s been awhile since we’ve had time to ourselves. I’ve learned some new stuff…”

“Oh my God, Tony. You need Jesus,” you laughed. Tony rolled his eyes. “I think I’m good.”

“Really?” you turned around, plucking a bible from the bookcase and chucking it at him. It hit his shoulder and fell to the ground.

“Did you just throw a Bible at me?” Tony asked. You grinned. “Maybe.”

“You’re such a dork,” Tony sighed, picking up the Bible and setting it back in the bookcase. He walked past you, giving you a quick kiss. “Come on, we got stuff to do.”