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Literally everyone in the Minecraft community rn

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Oh dear

Hey guys. EVERYONE, and I mean EVERYONE who reblogs this post BY MAY 5TH 2019 will be getting a small monster design based on your blog theme, name, or profile picture. Let’s go.

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my name backwards spells “disappointment and skin problems”

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Guaranteed basic income to every citizen, whether or not they are employed to ensure their survival and that they live in a dignified, humane way, preventing poverty, illness, homelessness, reducing crime, encouraging higher education and learning vocations as well as helping society become more prosperous as a whole. 

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Old-timey problems require old-timey solutions

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NEW POKEMONS  | CASTING Detective Pikachu (2019)

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Avatar: The Last Airbender s3e6 “The Avatar and the Fire Lord”

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the president of nigeria is about to fuck boko haram up and cut his own salary in half and criminalized female genital mutilation

the president of guinea built/is building infrastructure and school and wells all over the country and is decreasing youth unemployment exponentially

the president of cote d’ivoire made school mandatory of children ages 6-16 and banned plastic bags while also building ultra modern trasportation infrastructure

the future is for real in africa 

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Reenactor throws a spear at a drone

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barnyard the original party animals is the uncontested lord of bad implications in childrens movies

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It's favorite not favourite

this just in: the world outside of america doesn’t exist

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marvel ladies + subverting gendered tropes

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So I have two questions for you.

Long or short?

Warm colors or cool colors?

You have two hours to decide and after that I will post pictures accordingly

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It honestly baffles me that men are still saying that Carol had no emotions or that she was bland. They’ve seen the movie and they’re still saying this. How did she have no emotions? How was she bland? Did her laughing and joking throughout the movie make her bland? Did her getting angry or crying show no emotion? Men saying that she had no emotions or that she was bland have an extremely weak argument. You ask them to prove it and they say “she was just really bland, she only had one facial expression”. Like, what? Did you see the movie? Or did you go into the movie hating her so much that you did everything you could to convince yourself that she didn’t have any emotions? 

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Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness.

A tear streams down my left cheek.

Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.

It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how would I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll.

‘Rule #1: no killing people,’ it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans. 

Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.

Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo