“When I started making those weird voices, a lot of people told me how whack it was,” she says, “‘What the fuck are you doing?’ they’d say. ‘Why do you sound like that? That doesn’t sound sexy to me.’ And then I started saying, Oh, that’s not sexy to you? Good. I’m going to do it more. Maybe I don’t want to be sexy for you today.”—Nicki Minaj (via dirrtyfilthynasty)
Reminder that the plot for the Matrix was stolen FROM a black woman BY a white transwoman (look up the court case, she sued and won - because she submitted a script and it was denied and then used without giving her credit).
Don’t get it twisted in the search for…
The real author of the Matrix also wrote the Terminator too and should go down in history as one of the most successful scifi writers in history. Not only that, the new installment of the Terminator series will be the first time she will be credited and will assume proper ownership of royalties associated with the license because she won her 2 billion dollar law suit.
Her name is Sophia Stewart.
We should all know her name, and we don’t FOR REASONS. No offense, but fuck everyone who plagiarized and deliberately profited from her work without giving her credit.
“Think about it. When they first met at Madame Malkin’s, Draco tried to impress Harry. He didn’t know who Harry was and, no offence, but Harry was more than shaggy dressed. That means he was undoubtedly not Draco’s class. But Draco didn’t care. When they met again on the train, Draco offered his friendship. Harry refused. And that’s when the teasing began. Look at it this way: if Harry would be a girl, Draco would pull on his pigtails, would poke him in the ribs and would lift his skirt. But Harry is a boy, so Draco copes with his feelings in a different way. He follows Harry around to blackmail him somehow, he always starts a fight and he is mean to Harry’s friends to rise a reaction out of him. If that isn’t love or at least liking, I don’t know what else is.”—Tom Felton (via trust-your-doctor)
Not trying to be rude. You say white people a lot. Do you consider Jews to be not white?
OK so for one, JPOC are obviously not white. So I’m going to answer the question as if you asked if “white-skinned” Jews are white.
Jews are at a weird intersection of occasionally getting white privilege and being considered interlopers, at least in the U.S.
I’ve been told that I’m white and also that I’m not white because I’m Jewish, it really depends on who I’m with and how Jewish I act. If I speak in Yiddish or Hebrew, wear a Magen David, or otherwise reference my Jewishness then I open myself to potential antisemitic violence, aggression, isolation, etc.
I would say that Jews have more ability to assimilate than some groups, but I’m hesitant to call it a privilege. It’s more of an expectation, and from what I’ve seen it exists towards both white Jews and JPOC.
For intra-Jewish discussions, I’m definitely white.
For larger discussions of white supremacy, it depends on who I’m with. In contexts of POC, I’m pretty fucking white. In context of white people, not if I act Jewish. I have the ability to assimilate, but I’m expected to do this. It’s not just a, “Well it’s convenient for me to be Jewish” because if I participate in Jewish culture, I am Jewish. I really don’t have any other frame of reference, so usually when I pretend to be a “standard” deist or atheist I end up giving it away. (Because believe it or not these people are still influenced by Christianity, go figure. Could just be because I’m a shitty liar.)
Antisemitism operates on multiple axises though. All Jews are affected by antisemitism, and the discussion of whether or not Jews can be white doesn’t really help discussions of antisemitism. For shorthand, it’s easier to label Jews as non-white. Some Jews may consider themselves white due to their appearance, their experiences or lackthereof, or sometimes because they consider antisemitism to be separate from discussions of white supremacy. But gentiles should not be the ones who bring this discussion on, because it involves invalidating the experiences of Jewish people.
Some forms of antisemitism are racism, plain and simple. “You don’t look Jewish” or “You can’t be Jewish because you look like you’re X/Y/Z” are raciallization. Blood Libel, Judensau, and other antisemitic characterizations exist near globally at this point, and they are all forms of raciallization. Jews suffer racialized violence because of these characterizations, even in the U.S.
Accusations of Jewish people being puppetmasters, controlling media, exaggerating our suffering or complaining too much about it are similar, but it doesn’t really exist in other racial groups - and when it does it is not as prevalent. This is unique to antisemitism. It is a tactic that only serves white supremacists, because it isolates Jews from larger discussions and places us as “true enemies” of both whites AND gentile POC.
When Jews are viewed as inherently oppressive, we are targeted instead of white supremacy.
It is possible for Jewish people to play into white supremacy, but this is an intra-discussion. Goyim should not be commenting on the ability of Jewish people in particular to assimilate, regardless of their race. There are JPOC on this site who are better qualified than they are to speak on those issues.
This doesn’t mean that Jewish people are immune to criticism, just that criticism of Jewish people by virtue of their Jewishness is antisemitic.
Short answer: This entire thing is an intra-discussion, it’s complicated, it depends on whether or not a Jewish person even looks white enough to pass, how Jewish they act, their last name, their mother’s maiden name, their first name, and a bunch of other factors.
Based on my own personal experience I’ve mostly been coded as non-white once I reveal myself as Jewish, both by white people and by non-white people. Even though I have light skin and blue eyes. (EX: I’ve had friends’ parents switch from referring to be as “white girl” to “Jewish girl” and in some cases “Jewess” which is usually translated from a slur.)
it doesn’t matter how many “pretend to be dating” fics i read, i’m always fucking in it headfirst every time and i fall for that shit every time. i know the pattern i know the plot twists i know what’s gonna happen but every single fucking time i’m fucking on the edge of my…
It becomes more and more clear to me why “straight passing privilege” rubs me completely the wrong way and why it’s not ‘oppressive’ or privileged of bi people to have a problem with that framework, and how directly erasive and contradictory it…
AU where Braeden is part of a trio of high class socialites who are secret mercenaries/vigilantes, and the only, only otherperson in on it is her snarky, comic relief chaffeur/occasional escort Derek Hale.
I want this as a real show starring Meagan Tandy and Tyler Hoechlin.
before I shower:ugh damn it i'm too lazy and i don't want to shower
when I'm in the shower:jesus christ this is the most relaxing thing ever it's like a vacation in my own bathroom so warm so magical this is holy water that's been blessed by god himself i never want to leave this spot.
I’ve been dying to do this entry for a while now. Introducing Shajar-al-Durr, who: was a Muslim sultan that ruled in her own name; stopped the Seventh Crusade dead in its tracks; captured one of the most powerful monarchs in the world; and ransomed him back to his own freakin’ country.
I always imagine fratboy Hoechlin as a cheerleader. like, all the backflipping and peace signs and perky 'Go Team!' attitude, it's perfect for the cheer atmosphere. and then he'd still get all his warm center of a gangbang feelz because cheer squads live up each other's asses. and then in the off season he'd twirl baton and rifle in the drill team, or do colorguard.
This is so perfect, omfg.
Like this seems pretty believable. If Tyler Hoechlin didn’t go the baseball route, this could have been his life.
And I just imagine him in the middle of a girl-pile at the back of the bus after a shitty game, being the big brother who soothes everyone when everyone is frustrated and cranky and hungry.
And it turns into one of his cheer mates pressing small, test kisses on his throat while he swallows tightly, nervously, and tries to keep it big brotherly.
And then someone takes his mouth and he stares wide eyed into space as they tongue him, shocked. Hands frozen in the air like he doesn’t know where to put them.
And then someone is peeling his tight cheer pants open, straddling him and sinking down on his shamefully hard cock, sighing at the stretch. He’s a big boy.
And then his hair is tugged into a tousled mess and he’s hyperventilating and scrabbling at warm thighs and the seat and one girl rides him into the seat powerfully, undulating all over him. They pull his hair sharply to put him on his back and then someone mounts his wide-eyed face, hips teasing his mouth.
And then he’s making all these sounds and catching, clawing hips close and arching his head and dick into his girls, giving them what they need.
The worst is away games where they have to spend the night somewhere.
He ends up passed from one girl to the next, his body straining to provide, to not come, teeth grit into bouncing breasts, the muscles in his thighs and arms all tensed brutally. He works so hard for them.
After, he stumbles into the bathroom and bites his fist and busts his nut so forcefully, his eyes tear up.
Derek on his hands and knees on a chair where he's sucking off his dom who has such a huge cock derek can barely fit it in his mouth so he just sloppily licks and sucks on the tip and then just let's the pounding he's getting from behind push his mouth onto the big cock in his face
post/94676915603 gawd, I need a ficfest about this pic. Is this Derek undercover at an underground werewolf exploitation club? Maybe, maybe he went in looking for Braeden or the Sheriff when they told him to wait in the car? If only he'd waited till he was secured under collar and leash but now he's there all foolhardy lone wolf and there's some incense in the air that makes his nose itch, his eyes grow lidded and heavy, his body languid and unmoored. 1
Derek would find himself weaving brokenly into the strong back of a suited stranger. The man would chuckle good-naturedly. “Well you look expensive. Where’s your owner?” Before affectionately scruffing Derek’s head, running pleasing fingers down his spine before cupping his ass, then back up briskly scritching Derek’s chin. Derek would pool into the man’s grasp, nosing into the woven fabric at the man’s shoulder, blissful with the warm-eyed attention of this gruff stranger. Some small part of him protests the treatment, wants to curl up in shame. That part of him is drowned by sensations of good, of melting pleasure. It doesn’t take long for the spectacle of a new, pretty uncollared wolf to draw attention. He’d end up tumbled to the club owners feet, pinkly overheated at being so responsive to being treated like a prized pet. Which leads to Derek being bundled off to a private room where he’s displayed to the VIP for money and favors. He’d be feeling so good he’d be preening when they spread his legs to admire his erect cock. His cock would jolt up to his belly when they tweaked his nipples, murmured appreciately over his thick chest thatch, told him he was meant for pleasure. They’d test the plummy depths of his mouth and he’d lave their fingers in gratitude. He’d be this debauched, eager, pup eating up all their concerted attention. As the night went on various VIP would tip him generously for his easygoing congeniality, until it soon became a game to finger, fondle and fuck his luscious cock into spurting all over those crisp hundred dollar bills. Derek would end the night passed out, pampered in a dog bed underneath the club owner’s desk. Course the whole time Braeden was taking care of business, and once she’s done she collects Derek, as according to plan. Cause he’s the cloak and she’s the dagger of the operation. End
Oh my GOD.
Anon, please write. A scene of this? I need the scene of him finally coming all over himself, upper lip all dotted with sweat, eyelashes spiked with it. The SOUNDS he would make. He pretty way his body would just be all open, chest bared for it.
I want to watch as Derek gets fucked and he has to keep looking in the mirror cause the dom says so, and When he sees himself he looks so vulnerable and lost as his dom pounds into him and basically derek hale looks like a lost puppy when he's fucked into the ground
“If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.”—
This should be everywhere. Yes, you should try — there are many ways to get actual help and sometimes it can take forever to find it. It took me 20 years and even then all “help” means is that I can make it through one day to get to the next.
But this is still a disease and sometimes the diseases win no matter what you do to eek out a little more time.