REBLOG this to prove you are not a Muggle.
my reblog button fucked up and i almost had a heart attack
I FEEL IT!
IN MAH BELLEH
okay kida doesnt get enough love around here so here’s the lowdown on my fav disney princess
- she’s roughly 8,500 years old, but she appears about 28
- she’s a WARRIOR PRINCESS who becomes a WARRIOR QUEEN
- she watched her mother die when she was a toddler
- shes the only (i repeat ONLY) disney princess to become queen
- she didnt become queen from marriage, the crown was passed on to her after her father died
- the reason she is a warrior princess is because the voice actess (cree summer) intimidated the creators
- she was the first original disney princess, not taken from an adaption or legend
shes basically a bad ass chick who had an entire civilization’s survival on her shoulders and doesnt get the credit she deserves
So, my attempt at making a pose/animationbox with multiple poses and animations didn’t work, but I am not discouraged. Not yet at least. I mean, I at least got one of them to work, right :3
[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in:
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said.
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back.
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this.
I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER.
To clarify a bit: his family want to hush this up to spare his reputation or some such nonsense. Let’s not let that happen, shall we?
I will reblog this until I die, goddamned it!