If you betray us again, I have enough dirt on you to destroy your career. And I love you, too.
I could kill for some ice cream.
I'm so... bored.
I'm just here for my kids and I'm sorry that I ruined the play with my drinking.
This girl looks nothing like me. Like, first of all, my tits are way bigger, and secondly, even if you could drag a comb through that hair, she's like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a 10.
I've been self-aware since I was a child.
I can handle it. Don't be a bitch.
You know, my security concerns, they're not jealousy. I'm French. We enjoy lovers.
I just want to make, like, crazy science with you.
Whenever somebody talks about the future, I always say 'Show, don't tell.’
Da Vinci robbed graves to study anatomy. In a hundred years, they'll call me a pioneer.
No, I'm not fine. Why do weird things keep happening to me?
Casual Reminder that Princess Angela of Liechtenstein exists:
Born Angela Gisele Brown, she’s of Afro-Panamanian descent. She’s married to Prince Maximillian of Liechtenstein, the second eldest prince.
She is a non-celebrity who married into royalty with full support of the throne. This was back in 2000. This helped pave the way for later royal-nonroyal marriages in the european monastic sphere.
Show this picture to anyone who says black girls can’t be princesses then ask them why they don’t have a palace.
The two went on to have an adorable son (Alfons, born in 2001)
Lookit those cheekies
This is her when she turned 57 by the way:
Some people can only hope to look this good.
That’s all really I just wanted to let yall know that black princesses exist in every form and fashion, even in Europe. So go on and flaunt those tiaras. Add extra sparkles too, since Liechtenstein is the 3rd richest country in the world. You wouldn’t want to be inaccurate.
7+12+14 Chanyeol from EXO? You can choose a genre, love your blog ❤️
Warnings: alchohal use, profanity
A/N: IM SO SORRY FOR CUTTING THIS OFF SHORT but if you want a part 2 just ask me.
Music was blaring and the strong aroma of alcohol was entering your nose. You being forced to be here, you were having such fun. Though you should’ve stayed back and studied, but sometimes you just need to loosen up.
You giddily made your way past the dancing bodies, seeing some familiar faces. It came to a stop when you found your roommate, Issa, having a conversation with a literal giant.
“Y/N!” She screamed. “I was looking for you!”
“I was too!” you exclaimed. The stranger was staring at you the whole time. You took another gulp of the liquor out of nervousness because, well, he was really good looking. His black hair lightly shined in the dim lights, somewhat mesmerizing you.
“Hey!” A voice behind you catching your attention. It was Baekhyun, a brother of the Epsilon Xi Omikron house. “How you all doing?” He asked smoothly placing an arm over your shoulder. You opened your mouth to say something but he beat you to it. Talkative isn’t he?
“We’re gathering for some truth or dare. Care to join?” He looked at you and then Issa. “Y/N would love to, but I got to get something real quick. See you later?” “Sure” You responded mouthing “Bitch” at her. “Chanyeol?” Baekhyun’s gaze moved to the stranger. “I guess” He says lightly shrugging. “Alright. Let’s go!”
You two followed along Baekhyun, no words spoken and no eyes creating contact. You both ended up in a bedroom with a circle of about 7 other people. Both of you quietly sat down in the chairs provided.
“Okay let’s start!” The youngest of the house, Sehun proclaimed.
A guy from your history class was dared to take ten shots, and another dared to send a picture naked to his lover. The dares and truths of disaster and stupidness spread around through the whole circle, you being the last one left.
“Y/N, truth or dare?”
“Dare, I guess”
“I dare you to make out with Chanyeol for 15 seconds right here, right now.”
Both of your eyes shot to each other. For that brief moment, you felt like dying. He’s to good looking for you. Way to good looking.
Uneasily, he scooted closer to you, you doing the same. You both just stayed like that faces close together for some time. You sighed. “Kiss me.” “If you say so.” And that lead to the closure of the space between your lips.
Those 15 seconds felt so long. The both of you started of slowly, but the pace went fast on 5. With no notice his hands actually reached for your zipper, but 15 seconds were over. You two separated, you whispering “Bad boy” loud enough for at least him to hear. A smirk was returned to your remark.
This Chanyeol guy seems to be someone nice to have fun with.
can everyone stop acting like “strong female characters who are badass and can still be feminine!!!!” is somehow revolutionary…. i wanna see strong tomboy female characters, strong butch female characters, female characters saving the day with hairy armpits and dirty sneakers and ugly cargo shorts. of course feminine strong female characters are great bc theyre still strong female characters, but praising their femininity in particular is so odd when female characters have only ever been feminine, theyre expected to be and not accepted otherwise
“You know… I’d like our child to have hair as black as night, skin as
white as snow and lips as red as blood,” she whispers. She shakes her head,
laughing at her own daydream. “I sound ridiculous,” she chuckles.
“No you don’t, sweetheart,” Han reassures her. “I mean, combine that with
my good looks, and he’ll be the fairest of them all.”
“Don’t get too excited, hotshot,” she replies, slapping him softly on
the arm. “Maybe he’ll end up looking like me or like Luke.”
“Either way, with parents like us, I’m sure he’ll be an angel,” Han
on the left you might not recognize her but this is what truedy from unpretty rapstar looks like when she’s not dolezaling .So just too inform some of you non black kpop fans that didn’t believe us when we said she ain’t black. And for those who said she was paying homage too us and Yoon Mi Rae by dressing the way she does ……… NAH! It’s literal black/brown face and cultural appropriation I don’t care how the fucking good her raps are, I don’t care about her tears , she can cry me Niagara falls and I won’t bat an eyelash. I’m ready too fight anyone and everyone one who still defends this mess.
Birds of Prey AU Laurel Lance, aka Black Canary, knows she can do some good on her own. But with a team? They could do so much more. She recruits an elite group of heroes to form the Birds of Prey. It’s not easy, learning to work together, and they all have their demons. But they find that being a team is about more than taking down bad guys together. Having someone there to watch your back, patch you up when you get hurt, be a shoulder to lean on when it all gets to be too much… Their team starts to feel a lot like a family.
I have so many, but I’m gonna share some from The Lie Tree, because honestly this book got me down to the ground, and I gotta get some of you all to read it because lemme tell you, I was shook:
“There was a hunger in her, and girls were not supposed to be hungry.
They were supposed to nibble sparingly when at table, and their minds
were supposed to be satisfied with a slim diet too.”
“I am not good. Something in Faith’s head broke free, beating black
wings into the sky. Nobody good could feel what I feel. I am wicked and
deceitful and full of rage. I cannot be saved. She did not feel hot or
helpless any more. She felt the way snakes looked when they moved.”
“She felt utterly crushed and betrayed. Science had betrayed her. She
had always believed deep down that science would not judge her, even if
people did. Her father’s books had opened to her touch easily enough.
His journals had not flinched from her all too female gaze. But it
seemed that science had weighed her, labelled her and found her wanting.
Science had decreed that she could not be clever… and that if by some
miracle she was clever, it meant that there was something terribly wrong
“Her self-respect had suffered a head-on collision with love, a clash
that generally only ends one way. Love does not fight fair. In that
moment her pride, the gut knowledge that she was right, even her sense
of who she was, meant nothing, faced as she was with the prospect of
11: What’s your (least) favorite overused trope?
UGH. My least favorite trope is the ex-lovers trope. ALL THE TENSION IS GONE NOW. I WANNA SEE YOU FALL IN LOVE, NOT DITHER FOR 400 PAGES ABOUT WHETHER YOU LOVE EACH OTHER OR NOT.
After a stressful day at college all you wanted to do was come home
to your boyfriend and cuddle with him. You hadn’t got proper time with
him since you were busy with college.
As you opened the door to your house that you shared with Jack you saw a pair of black high heels that didn’t look like yours.
You shrugged it off thinking maybe Mahogany left it after the last time she was here.
you made your way upstairs you heard a few giggles and quiet moans.
were now curious maybe Jack was watching porn? You opened the door
quietly to your room.
There was Jack with Madison, they hadn’t seemed to notice you at first. They were too busy doing it.
“Is this good for your first time?” he whispered to her moving slowly in and out of her.
A sob escaped your lips and Jack turned around his eyes wide and Madison sat there with a smirk playing on her lips.
“(y/n) I can explain-” he began but you cut him off.
the fuck Jack?? She’s underage! You could go to jail for this you
fucking bastard! I can’t believe you would cheat on me after everything!
You are a horrible person and I fucking hate you. Don’t ever come near
me.” you shrieked not liking how your voice sounded to you.
You ran down the stairs and then opened the door running to your car.
“Baby! Please don’t leave!” Jack begged running after you, pulling on boxers.
You got in your car and slammed the door shut before driving away fast and not bothering to look back.
had made it to your friend’s house safely, the tears still ran down
your cheek and (y/bf/n) engulfed you in a hug and took care of you.
As the sun set and the moon rose your friend came into the room you were staying in.
Sammy and Skate are having this awesome party tonight. Come with me and
we can get drunk. It’ll help you get your mind off that asshole.” She
pleaded with you.
“I don’t know..”you trailed off not knowing what to do.
“Come on, it’ll be fun”
“W-What if he’s there?” You asked your voice barely above a whisper.
“Then we’ll show him what he’s missing out on” she said with a smirk and you couldn’t help but smile yourself.
got you ready in a white, full sleeve, tight and short dress. The dress
went a bit below your but and you paired it with some black pumps. Your
hair was curled and your makeup was done wonderfully.
As you made
it to the party the music was pumping loudly and there were people
Some people were passed out on the grass, others were making
out and most were dancing.
As soon as you entered (y/bf/n) left
to go find her boyfriend Nathan.
You pushed amongst the people and made
it safely over to a wall. You leaned against the wall and then reached
for a drink.
You gulped down the drink fast as the liquid burned your throat, you smiled to yourself and went for another drink.
As you were on your third drink you saw Jack G and beside him was Madison who was grinding up against him.
The tears made it ways to your eyes again as you saw them together.
‘They’re probably together now’ you thought to yourself forcing the tears back.
wanted revenge, so you made your way to the dance floor, showing off
A pair of warm hands made its way to your waist as you
grinded up against the random stranger.
The stranger was moving his hands all over your body, his hands lightly squeezed your ass and you gave out a slight moan.
could feel a gaze burning a hole through you.You looked up to see Jack G
looking at you possessively and you just glared at him.
You could feel
the guys boner poking at your butt and you smiled victoriously.
“Wanna go upstairs babe?” you heard a whisper at your ear.
“Sure” you replied a bit tipsy and grinned up at him.
He took your hand and led you upstairs into a room. You sat on the bed grinning seductively at him.
“Jack was right, you sure are beautiful” the guy said to you.
Your smile turned into a frown as you heard the name.
“Jack G?” you asked and he nodded. “Why was he talking about me..?”
“He said that you might be here tonight and to take care of you, make sure you didn’t get into trouble and all.” he replied.
You scoffed and looked away. “Then why the fuck did he cheat on me?”
bitch Madison said some shit to him, gave him a couple of drinks. She
set it all up. I came over and she told me everything after I threatened
her.” he said shaking his head.
“I’m going to fuck her up” you growled. “No one messes with my man” you said out loud and walked downstairs.
You found Jack G trying to push Madison off of him but she still wouldn’t give up.
You grabbed the nearest water bottle and walked over to them opening the cap.
Thotison, thought you might be thirsty so I brought you some water” you
said splashing the cold water on her face. “Since all you do is go
after other people’s boyfriends. You must be really desperate and thirsty
huh? Would you like some more water to quench your thirst?”
make up slowly dripped off her face and she ended up looking like a
You heard laughs go through out the crowd and people snapped
pictures a few of the people hollered loudly.
Jack looked at you covering his mouth to suppress a laugh.
your legs shut, you nasty slut. I hope you realize the only time you’ll
get Jack to sleep with you is if you get him drunk. I can’t believe how
pathetic you are.”
You grabbed Jack by the collar of his shirt and smashed your lips against his roughly.
kissed back wrapping his arms around your waist and pulled you close.
You heard wolf whistles and cat calls but you couldn’t care less.
You pulled away and he took your hand leading you away from a fuming Madison and a drunk crowd.
You guys went outside and you shivered from the cold.
Jack wrapped his coat around the both of you, pulling you close.
so sorry, I was lonely after you went to school and I let her in and
everything else after that, I don’t even remember. I hope you forgive me
baby” he said resting his chin at the top of your head.
“It’s not your fault, I forgive you.” you said laying your head on his chest.
that show you gave me downstairs, that sure made me see what I missed
out on after Madison did that to me but don’t ever do that again, your
mine” he growled possessively.
You giggled quietly before replying.”I’m all yours.”
“Okay let’s go now, I’m freezing my ass off” he said to which you laughed at him.
Confession: Once, in high school, my mom asked me “You aren’t going to wear any makeup today?” I replied “No.” She then proceeded to say “You are too dark and ugly to not be wearing any makeup to school.” I was already experiencing self esteem issues, and she knew it. My confidence and the way I felt about myself has never been the same. I could never find peace within myself. I am forever thinking I am not worthy or good enough. How can someone who created you look at you and say that?
Anyone can cosplay any character they want! Oh that looks so cute on you! Great cosplay! Great fanart! I love the way you drew this! What a cute style! Your props look really good; you must have put a lot of work into them! All size rose cosplayers are beautiful! Here, let me share some cosplay tips with you! What a cute pairing!
*respects all ships, fan theories, cosplays, fanart, art styles, interpretations etc.* *encourages one another* *respects everyone* *is civil and mature*
Oh you can't cosplay rose because you are too skinny. You can't cosplay Garnet because you are too white. Your prop looks awful. Why did you draw them that way? Why does she look older than she is? why did you color her skin so light? You're black and short, why would you cosplay pearl??? you should do amethyst instead. Your make up looks smudgy and awful.
*reverse body shames* *Questions and nitpicks every piece of fanart* *feels the need to critique everything* *argues genders* *lights whole fandom on fire*
Theia: Hey guys! I’m here doing another makeup tutorial with a really good friend of mine. This is Sylvia! She’s beautiful, funny, and sweet, I love her! Anyways if you wanna see how I acheived this look keep reading!
has nothing to do with Kpop, but there is a movie that recently
premiered at Sundance Films called Seoul Searching. It’s
about government summer camp in 1986 for mixed Koreans (called gyopos)
around the world to learn about their heritage. Crystal Kay plays a
blasian girl by the name of Jamie ( she can be seen at 0:29, 1:01,
1:23). Either way hopefully the movie is released in theaters but it
looks really interesting!
KPMBW: It looks funny (some sentimental parts too) I need to see this it looks good!
C: So I’m visiting my hometown with my mom and her sister trying to enjoy Christmas dinner and they’re on either side of me just talking shit about me the whole time. From the way I look to the way I cut my food up. I can’t take their small mindedness.
I had a job working on a farm last summer and of course I got darker from being in the sun. My mom says “You were black as tar for a while but now your skin looks good.” What the hell? My skin was a few shades darker and that’s such a bad thing? Her sister said she didn’t notice how dark I was cause she was too busy looking at how nappy my hair was. Then she said that my haircut was out of style (I have a natural tapered cut or what they call a pompadour). I told her I didn’t care what she tought cause I love it.
My hair is natural and a girl stopped me in the store on Christmas eve to ask me what I did with my hair to get it to have shape and definition. She said she wore wigs cause she couldn’t get her natural hair to have shape. So I talk to her about what I do cause I know the struggle is real. I was so flattered cause I hadn’t gotten a compliment on my hair in a while. I walk up to my mom feeling good and she says: “I know she wasn’t asking you about your hair?” I tell her yes. And she’s like: “What was she a crack head?”
I try to make a joke out of all these insults and laugh it off cause I believe in the choice I made to go natural but it still hurts that my own family won’t support my choice. My mom and her sister both wear wigs and I don’t have a problem with that at all, but when they talk down to me about my appearance I have to believe they’re blinded by ingrained self-hate. They can’t accept that I want to wear my hair the way it comes out of my head naturally and it pisses me off cause this is my own family. They should be supporting me but instead they try to tear me down every chance they get, asking me if I want to get a texturizer or if I need to borrow a straightener.
But I don’t care cause they’re the ignorant ones set in their own self hating ways and I have so much life ahead of me to learn how to love myself.