Hello! I’m an anti-terf here to warn you all that TERFs are planning to make a TERF magazine, most specifcally directed at young, impressionable girls. This is not only concerning, this is possibly endangering to trans people by giving TERFs a platform to spread their dangerous ideology.

And if you think I’m kidding:

So basically, we need to get this site taken down.


Miyavi in the July 2015 issue of +act. magazine.


Kylux - Boxer AU

Up-and-coming boxer Kylo Ren is at the top of his game when an enigmatic "business man" decidedly takes an interest in him.

There’s a sense of purity to being in love with Yuuri that Viktor can never seem to get tired of.

Being in love with Yuuri is, putting it simply, being in itself. There’s a feeling of fullness, sheer life to the act of falling in love with this man who so sweetly put this golden ring on his finger yet so deviously caught his heart in a drunken grasp.

In vino veritas, they say, but what truth lay in his inebriated Yuuri was not the same truth that rested in the heart of his now-fiancé. Who he became infatuated with at first sight, that stranger three sheets to the wind who toyed with his heart, was not the same man he fell in love with: beautiful in his reservation, holding a strong will behind his glass heart, and anxious in love but a fighter for Viktor’s affection all the same.

Being in love in itself is a dream, a fantasy concocted by lonely hearts much like his own, but knowing the fullness of it- knowing the weight and depth of love in all its ugly and beautiful faces is a truth that Viktor cannot even begin to explain without first pulling out his love’s name as an inimitable part of it.

Being in love with Yuuri- knowing that he is loved back- is knowing what it means to be. Purity of life and love in its finest form lies in the heart that seeks no other happiness than his love’s own, and Viktor has never before been so intent on another’s joy until Yuuri came along and carved his place into Viktor’s life. What selfishness, what loneliness, what winter his weary lungs had learned to live with became the sweet summer of Hasetsu’s ocean as he is held close, held on equal ground, and loved.

To be in love, to be so loved-

what happiness it is! What joy, what warmth, what exhilaration it brings to know and feel and be as a man loved and in love.

Never will Viktor regret those months of confusion, the drawn-out yearning, their love story untold and retold from the banquet and begun once again, anew, in Yuuri’s heart and home.


‘’Most actors possess an intuitive side. Actually, the further away I am from the character, the less work I have to do. It takes so much more energy to detach yourself from your own life references that might cross wires with your character’s. I think it’s cheating for me to ever use my life references in conjunction with my characters. It’s my reaction transferred to the character, which isn’t good. What I have to do is erase those things and then find something else. I can’t stand in front of a camera and let anything of myself come through or I’m betraying the character’s complete trueness. There are some actors who just use themselves. They can wear their ego on their sleeve and it looks great. I can’t do that.’’

River on an interview for US Magazine (1991)

If Black Women Are So Ugly...Why Are We The Most Imitated?

 As a young girl, I’ve always been exposed to white women and white dolls. At an early age, I understood who was perceived as more beautiful. If you had long hair, pale skin and blue/green eyes, you were set to have friends or dates. So naturally I bought white dolls and designed white Sims from the ages 4 to 11. I would buy magazines that most white girls received their beauty tips from and watch shows where white girls were the protagonist. Although some of those show still remain in my heart like Lizzie McGuire and Hannah Montana, it is imperative to note that we have always had a problematic representation for young girls in media.

 I thought I was just “crazy” for imagining that white girls were regarded as the “prettiest.” I couldn’t articulate my feelings as a young black girl, but I knew what was going on. All the popular girls in school were white or had features that resembled a Eurocentric ideal of beauty. I was never asked out as a child, and when I did crush on people, it was not reciprocal. And the foreboding thought pulsated in my head: “If I were white or had long hair, boys would like me. It’d be easier for me to make friends and boyfriends.” It took me until I was nineteen to realize what misogynoir and colorism was. I used to be someone who would deny racism was a modern thing if you were to ask me in 2012. If you were to tell me white privilege was real, I would have called you racist. Now that I know better, I can now articulate how I feel about being an African-American woman in a society that tells me I am not pretty.

 As childish as the term “pretty” is, it is something most black women wanted to be when they were young. However, they were denied that feeling because they were not the standard of beauty. If you were born with dark skin, full lips, 4C hair, a big butt and 4C hair, you were considered ugly. In the media, all the attractive women were thin and blonde. If there were other women in the media, they either had long hair or were very light-skinned to the point you couldn’t instantly tell what race they were. Whenever we were represented, it was in a way where we were either sexualized or vilified. We had to be perfect and portrayed as a “wholesome lady” who attends church every Sunday. And we most certainly couldn’t uplift let alone like other black women that didn’t fit black patriarchal social norms. 

 Now today in 2016, there is a little more diversity in the media with shows like Empire, Insecure, Scandal, and How To Get Away With Murder. All shows star black women who are very nuanced and don’t fall under the “respectable black woman” gaze so many people projected onto us for years. But with the revolution and revelation of black beauty is the surge of cultural appropriation. Earlier in the year, Beyonce Knowles released her 6th album, Lemonade. The album was a composite of African-Americanism and a range of emotions that only black women in America could relate to. Afterwards, Knowles’ younger sister, Solange, released her third studio album, A Seat At A Table. Both albums represent black womanhood and let’s the listener know that neither albums are for anyone else but black women. However, that doesn’t stop white and non-black women from infiltrating something that is rightfully ours.

 It’s not a new concept that white and non-black women appropriate our features and mannerisms. It has been happening for over 25 years. Women like Jennifer Lopez and Angelina Jolie are known for having features traditionally seen on a visibly black woman. Lopez is known for her large buttocks whilst Jolie is known for her large lips. If they were on a mundane black woman with brown or dark skin, she’d be seen as “average” or even “ugly.” It’s not “special” to have those features as a black girl because we’re “supposed” to have them. Nowadays, more non-black women are opting to get lip surgery and butt injections to be perceived as more beautiful. Which brings me to this question: If black women are so ugly for having full lips, dark skin, wide noses, and kinky hair, why do non-black women need to have those features to be seen as more beautiful?

 The reason for that is cognitive dissonance, envy and misogynoir. The cognitive dissonance is the idea that something only applies to a particular situation but changes for the convenience of the person who applied the idea. Black women are “ugly” for having big butts, full lips, dark skin, and kinky hair, but on any other woman, those are the “markers” of beauty and “womanhood.” So I always came up with two theories as to why that is: Either people are lying about black women being ugly or they believe non-black women “look better” with our features and characteristics. I think it’s a little bit of both. I think most people today realize that black women aren’t inherently ugly, and neither are the features that represent the majority of black women. But instead of acknowledging the erroneous beauty standards of white supremacy and how wrong it was, they just pretend we’re “imagining” things and “black features” is not an actual thing. I’ve been pressed with the, “Who called you ugly?” question by my mom. As if to say if I’ve never personally been called ugly (I have), then what the media tells me does not matter. Unfortunately, the media let’s us know that we are “ugly.” It doesn’t let us forget.

  Envy is when someone wants something that another person has. I feel that many non-black women are truly envy of features associated on black women and will do anything to compete with us for the same attention we get. However, the attention we get is hypersexualization and abuse. We get people fetishizing us and only seeing us for our bodies instead of us as a whole. Our sexualization is the prime reason as to why our ancestors were raped during American Slavery. But instead of realizing the atrocities of their husbands’ crimes, white women took it out on us. White women took their husbands’ raping us out on us either by killing us, beaten us or joining in on their husbands’ rape upon us. Yes, white women raped us too. They even set us up to be raped, which is quite accurately depicted in the flawed Tarantino film, Django Unchained. Which was why Jamie Foxx’s character killed Miss Lara, his wife’s mistress,” as well. White women have always been envious or jealous of black women to the point that they would kill us and our children in order to stop their husbands from “wanting” us. Today, many racist white women believe that if they can’t “satisfy” their men like black women apparently did and do, then they should “be more like us.”

 This is especially a thing for white women who exclusively date black men. Black men swear we are so ugly and have the “worst” attitudes, but will settle for emotionally and even physically abusive women of a lighter hue or another race. Kevin Hart said it best, if she’s dark-skinned and pretending she’s going to swing on you, punch the bitch because she’s clearly “stronger” than a light-skinned girl of presumably the same anatomy and biological characteristics. Let a light-skinned or non-black Latina (the proxies black men use to not seem enthralled by Eurocentrism) swing at a man, and it’s adorable because there is no way in hell they can be actually violent. They aren’t dark-skinned or black, so they are inherently more “delicate.” So white women who exclusively date black men are aware they can “act like a black girl” without the consequences of being treated like one. However, they seem to not stay away from the box braids, protective hairstyles and “hoodrat” attire so many young black girls from lower-income neighborhoods wear for survival. It’s as if they know most black men are still PHYSICALLY attracted to black women and can’t reconcile that pale skin, thin lips, and thinner body-types is something not all black men are inherently attracted to. Most are just conditioned to. And it’s not to say those features are considered less attractive, but we’ve been told they were so attractive for years, it’s hard not to see how average and uninspiring those features really are. They aren’t special and no better than anyone else. But because society tells us features associated with whiteness is beautiful, we believe it. Therefore, everyone else who looks otherwise is “ugly.” 

 Unfortunately for a lot of white women who are born with average looks, they realize their whiteness is not enough. They have to get plastic surgery with black women as the standard to look to even be seen as appealing to certain men. This is especially a phenomenon for non-black women who are attracted to black men. This is even a factor for racially ambiguous and white-passing women of mixed race ancestry who aren’t always associated with blackness. They are deemed so “prettier” and better than everyone else but always mimic the mannerisms of the “hoodrats” and “ghetto” black girls. They tan to be closer to the complexion of a “dark bitch.” They plump their lips or use lip-fuller to get “nigger lips.” They even crimp their hair to make it look like a limp afro. Some have even went as far to glorify “button” noses on women like Amina Blue, as in, a nose wide as shit! Yet let a black girl have all of those features, and no one wants her unless she’s really thin or has something “different” about her like green eyes or hair that isn’t 4C. So why are black girls considered so ugly if people are clearly attracted to our features on everyone else?

 That’s because in this universe, black women aren’t valued and considered pretty. We’re at the bottom of the food chain, and it’s just the way it is. Actually, it’s not, but that’s how we’re supposed to look at it. It may seem like a reverse psychological effect, however. Either we’ve always been seen as beautiful or people believe our features can only be beautiful on someone else. I believe it’s the former because whenever I ask someone why I’m so ugly or why black women who look like me or more visibly black are seen as such, no one can give me a proper answer. They’re so damn flustered as if my assessment on my own body dysmorphia doesn’t make any sense. I’m made to feel cr*zy and insecure, which is code for, “Your self-image issues is all in your head and not really there.” Well, duh. It most certainly is. That’s why it’s called Body Dysmoprhia. It’s a fucking mental illness! Anxiety Disorders aren’t supposed to be rational nor making any sense, even to the ones inflicted by it. But it’s still there, and it’s often developed because of classical conditioning by society. But because you can’t think of any rational reason as to why black women are seen as “ugly” because you KNOW it’s bullshit, you just blame it on us and say we’re “insecure” and made ourselves feel that way. Not because you over-glorify girls with light skin or features considered closer to white supremacist standards. You can’t admit you’re the cause of a mental illness, so you pretend it’s not actually a thing. 

 Now it’s, “You should know you’re pretty.” I mean, I’ve had eating disorders and have been told, “You know you’re not fat.” That doesn’t make any lick of sense to someone with an eating disorder. A person with body dysmoprhia can’t possibly KNOW they’re not ugly. The point of Body Dysmorphia is that they think there is something wrong or flawed with their appearance when there’s no visible evidence to support that. But of course, gaslighting and victim-blaming is a thing towards black girls and black women, so why am I even debating this? 

 Anyway, people are so quick to uplift a conventionally attractive light-skinned girl or skinny white girl who FEELS “ugly,” but Body-Dysmorphia in black girls goes unnoticed and unattended to. It’s as if they want black girls to feel like shit at the advantage of other girls in this world. This is like that movie Flatland I watched where it was a movie about shapes and the world was divided in classes. This was based off the Victorian Era, so of course misogynistic elements were thrown in for social commentary. The shapes consisted of lines, triangles, squares, pentagons, hexagons, and other polygons all the way to a circle, the most “superior” of the shapes. The lines were depicted as women, and the problem with them was that they were so thin and sharp, they could stab people even by accident. All the lines were women, so the rest of the shapes were men. The women were subjugated and told to scream in a high-pitch tone because it would the men know they were of no threat. If they didn’t, they were promptly arrested and executed. The justification was that it was due to “safety” and because the women were inherently dangerous, but the underlying commentary was that the more “powerful” women appeared to men, the more necessary their subjugation is. Don’t you get it? We live in a world where we’re supposed to be sad and insecure for women who aren’t like us to be compensated because we’re so “beautiful” and the “best.” We’re clearly hated, but often imitated. Which means the justification for misogynoir and/or colorism is that the more “beautiful” and “cultured” we are, the more necessary it is for people to subjugate us and tell black women aren’t “supposed” to be “liberated” or “sexual” because that’s how we always were. We’re the “standard.” We’re “queens,” so everyone else has to be compensated for it. Jesus, this is like a loose novel of Harrison Bergenson.  

anonymous asked:

I think this has been asked before but, even though I think it's already confirmed that Levi loved Erwin, do you think Erwin loved him back?


Undoubtedly, unquestionably, unconditionally. 

I do not believe for one minute that Levi’s love is unrequited. 

It’s been repeatedly confirmed in Smartpass content, the Answers guidebook, and most recently in Pash magazine, that Erwin and Levi share a deep bond of absolute trust.  For such a strong bond to exist, it must be mutual, therefore Erwin must reciprocate Levi’s feelings.  Also when you take the rest of the Smartpass content into consideration, the gifts of fancy clothes, the supply of contraband tea, the private dinners, it certainly does seem to suggest that Erwin has strong feelings for Levi that he is not afraid to demonstrate.  Sure you can argue that Erwin buying Levi a suit (white? WTF Erwin?) does not “prove” that he loves him, but I don’t remember Erwin buying fancy suits for anyone else! Also there is that weird personal rapport that exists between Erwin and Levi, seen most clearly in chapters 51, 70, and 72,  that Erwin just does not share with other characters.

I think perhaps the strongest canon evidence that proves the depths of Erwin’s feelings for Levi is the way that Levi sees Erwin’s face in flashback though.  Whenever Isayama shows us flashbacks (and lordy how many flashbacks have we seen?) he is showing us a memory, giving us an insight into something that a character has actually witnessed.  Even taking Eren’s confused visions into consideration, I don’t think we’ve ever seen a flashback that is just daydreaming or wishful thinking.  So in chapter 84 when Levi is on the roof, agonising over the impossible choice he faces, he thinks back to four specific events; overhearing EMA talking about their dream of seeing the ocean, Erwin in the depths of despair in Shiganshina, Kenny’s death, and Erwin looking peaceful and serene and thanking him. We saw three of those events unfold in canon so I can only assume that the fourth happened too, that Erwin really did thank Levi while looking at him so fondly. The same is true of Levi’s vision of smiling shoujo Erwin in chapter 81, when he hesitates to kill Zeke. Erwin just doesn’t look at anyone else like this in canon.

Now I guess there are various ways to interpret Erwin’s expression in these frames, but to me, that looks a lot like love requited.