Anonymous asked: OMG FUCK YOU YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT DISNEY MOVIES WERENT CREATED FOR YOU THEY WERE CREATED FOR KIDS SORRY IF THEY DONT MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS FUCK YOU

steveholtvstheuniverse:

Once upon a time I was babysitting my 12 year-old cousin and I took her to the mall for food and window shopping. This was around the time Enchanted came out so of course the walls were lined with Giselle. Not that I particularly minded, Enchanted was a good film.

So at any rate, I was casually browsing some of the outfits they had out and pick out this pink sparkly dress meant to be Aurora’s. I said, “Hey, Destiny, why don’t you wear this for Halloween?”

I should note I was just joking because this was the age where she was rebelling against dresses but rather than to comment on that she simply replied with, “That isn’t for me.”

I thought she was talking about the fact that I was holding up a dress so I pressed on, “Aw why not? C’mooon! I’m sure it’ll look great on you! Oh we could get you a nice tiara and sparkly heels-“

But she shook her head and went, “That’s only for white girls.”

Of course it was the initial line that took me by surprise, but even moreso was the sheer matter-of-factness that was in her voice. She wasn’t even fazed by it and talked as if was telling me some fact that I must have missed in a memo.

She went on to look at the TV screen but I kept going through the outfits thinking that maybe Jasmine or Pocahontas or Mulan would work, but that wasn’t the problem.

The problem IS that she is the so-called target audience for a store in which she found nothing for her and she accepted it as a fact.

The problem IS that all of this princess stuff isn’t FOR her.

The problem IS that I went through this revelation when I was her age and I thought that it would have ended a long time ago.

The problem IS that they rejoiced in Tiana only to get three more non-POC princesses.

And the problem is that all of this will CONTINUE to be and I just don’t know if I would be able to stand watching my two year-old niece realize this herself.

Because we’re Mexican, we’re mixed, we’re African-American, but most importantly we’re not white.

So you know what? No. Fuck YOU.

Because I WAS a kid. These princess movies WERE created for me, my cousins, my niece, and damn near every other little girl I have know in my lifetime.

And we were NEVER a part of their formula.

We are NEVER going to be a part of their formula.

I’m sick of this shit. I want to see this shit change and I’m not going to sit around waiting for it to change.

I am going to raise hell and I will bust my ass through school and I will get my degree and I will get into the animation industry and I will fight my absolute hardest to help in the change because if there’s one thing I never want to see again is a kid questioning why movies refuse to acknowledge their existence.


So you sit the fuck down and you shut the fuck up and you go through hearing this shit from four different kids and then you see if you can get off your fucking ass and say that shit to me again.

johannathemad:

"MELISSA" AGGRESSIVELY PLAYING IN THE DISTANCE

johannathemad:

"MELISSA" AGGRESSIVELY PLAYING IN THE DISTANCE

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gyzym:

hill-hill-hill:

Thank you, Sam.

( Seriously, I want a Cap belly warmer. )

SCREAMING. PLEASE.

Steve shows up to an Avengers meeting in August wearing a red white and blue scarf that hangs down nearly to his knees, with little pieces of yarn sticking out anywhere there’s a color change. When Tony stares, Steve shrugs. “Bucky hasn’t figured out how to weave in ends yet,” he says, toying with one of the errant pieces. “Pretty good though, right?” 

Tony says nothing. Tony’s not sure there’s anything to say, except, maybe, that knitting needles sound pretty fucking dangerous in the hands of the Winter Soldier. 

In September, Natasha pulls her tablet out of a black knit pouch with red edging; in October, Sam’s wearing a pair of thick grey fingerless gloves, little black wings adorning the tops. Clint comes home one day November wearing deep purple arm warmers, and a few days later Bruce walks by wearing the exact same ones in green. By December, Thor’s storing Mjolnir in a little silver knitted sack, and when Steve and Bucky show up for the Christmas party in matching handmade sweaters, holding hands and generally looking much more like something out of an adorable Hallmark commercial than Tony would’ve guessed upon meeting Barnes six months ago, he has to admit it: he’s hurt. 

"I am not hurt," he hisses at Pepper, when she finds him sulking. "I am — confused. And! Cold! If Barnes is going to knit things for the entire team then, I mean, whatever, I don’t care. I’m just saying, it’s not exactly fair, is it? Everyone getting something and me—” 

"Tony," Pepper interrupts, giving him her gentlest exasperated eyeroll, "Bucky left something for us in the foyer." 

It’s a blanket, as it turns out, red and gold striped. Pepper wraps around her shoulders immediately and refuses to give it back, even when Tony tugs her into a kiss and tries to use the distraction to steal it off her. It looks awesome, though, and it feels pretty damn comfortable for the, like, eight seconds Tony gets his hands on it before Pepper sails away, still wearing it around her shoulders. Huh.

Tony sidles up to Steve at the next Avengers meeting. “Hey,” Tony says, “you were right: your boy’s pretty good with a needle. You think he could make a hat that says ‘War Machine Rox,’ spelled with an X? I need a good birthday present for Rhodey.”

Steve beams at him. 

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zeramato:

Students who still have a lot ahead of them. Students like me, who still have dreams, goals, and students who still aim for achievements. But because of this tragedy, it all faded away. 

I bow and salute to the brave students who saved the lives of others and sacrificed themselves. They are heroes. They are people who deserves a lot better than awards. They deserve to be in Heaven, a place full of happiness and there will be no more sufferings. I also pray for the lives of the family and the people involved in this accident and specially the souls of these heroes.

I hope that the students who were saved by these mighty students will live their lives to the fullest, achieve their dreams and goals and love their family more. I also wish that they will live being inspired by the heroes who saved their lives. Please do so.

And for the captain, my middle finger salutes you. Live well. In guilt. Thank you.

#PrayForSouthKorea

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albinwonderland:

ediebrit:

oh my fucking god

huge fucking trigger warning but oh my god

lovingmarlseveryminute:

fidefortitude:

lovingmarlseveryminute:

help

He may be immortal and indestructible, but there’s no reason you cannot incapacitate him. What Harry often failed to realise is that Voldemort’s physical being is consistently his biggest downfall- so use that as his downfall. Chop that bald snaky dickbasket into a thousand thousand pieces, encase each piece in concrete, and throw some bits in the sea, bury some bits in the ground. No need to destroy him permanently- just make absolutely sure that he isn’t coming back any time soon. He might still be immortal once you’ve chopped him into bits, but as long as his brain’s fairly separated out then he won’t have the intellectual capability to use magic to accio himself back together. Problem solved. Now go attend Hogwarts (but bring a meat cleaver with you for safety).

200 notes and yet you’re the only one that has helped bless u

lovingmarlseveryminute:

fidefortitude:

lovingmarlseveryminute:

help

He may be immortal and indestructible, but there’s no reason you cannot incapacitate him. What Harry often failed to realise is that Voldemort’s physical being is consistently his biggest downfall- so use that as his downfall. Chop that bald snaky dickbasket into a thousand thousand pieces, encase each piece in concrete, and throw some bits in the sea, bury some bits in the ground. No need to destroy him permanently- just make absolutely sure that he isn’t coming back any time soon. He might still be immortal once you’ve chopped him into bits, but as long as his brain’s fairly separated out then he won’t have the intellectual capability to use magic to accio himself back together. Problem solved. Now go attend Hogwarts (but bring a meat cleaver with you for safety).

200 notes and yet you’re the only one that has helped bless u

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bumbleshark:

that one fictional character you ship with six other characters

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Arizona

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notxam:

in case you needed a reminder that humans are incredible and terrifying

I was only a minute and a half into this video before the urge to reblog completely won over.

wait how is he doing that thing that he’s doing? what is this

WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUC- WHAT WHATT

HOLY FUC—NG SHI-

What. In. The. World.

oh my god, this is amazing

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