Sick Tiger Cub Gets Rescued From Circus, Makes Incredible Recovery And Finds Love
I want you all to know that an Arab Muslim from Tunis proposed the Theory of Evolution near 600 years before Charles Darwin even took his first breath. Don’t let them erase you.
his name is Ibn Khaldun
Also, it was not the apple falling from a tree that made Issac Newton “discover” gravity. He was reading the books of Ibn Al Haytham, an Arab Muslim from Iraq, who pioneered the scientific method, discovered gravity and wrote about the laws governing the movement of bodies (now known as Newtons three laws of motion) some 600 years before Newton existed. Without him, modern science as we know it wouldn’t exist. Read on him. His achievements are far greater than what I’ve just mentioned here.
I reblog this post every time I see it
We fucking replaced a Muslim scientist with an apple?
Space Between (Masterpost)
Space Between (in progress)
I didn’t know what you were going through
I thought that you were fine
Why did you have to hide?
I didn’t want to let you down
But the truth is out
It’s tearing me apart, not listening to my heart
-Space Between (listen HERE)
| SUMMARY | Five years. Nala had managed to avoid seeing him for five years, carrying with her a secret that she’d never thought would get out to the King of Wakanda. Unfortunately, fate had another plan.
| WARNINGS | This is a (slight) slow burn with a copious amount of angst, occasional smut, fighting violence, profanity, fluff, and crazy plot twists. Also, this started out as a reader fic so Y/N is primarily used for the first half with the second portion mostly using, Nala.
Aesthetic was made by the wonderful and amazingly talented @queenyudaku
For questions that I’ve answered regarding SB (backstory included), click HERE.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14 - Chapter 15
Blurbs/Requests/AU’s
Note: Some might be spoilerish so read at your own discretion.
All Grown Up (AU, future-fic)
My Gift (AU)
Home (AU)
Penthouse Lovin’ (T’Nala in college)
PLAYLIST
-coming soon-
Amber I admire the amazingness of this list. It’s so organized and wonderfully done. I have to commend you and just stare on awe 😍😍. How do you have the time? @dramaqueenamby
The names of my rapists:
Tremayne Clarkson - I was intoxicated and he knew it. I also said I didn’t want to multiple times and we had a mutual agreement that sex would not happen. Has two different sexual violent complaints against him.
Jamaal Rhodes - intoxicated again and he knew it (texts proving it). He admitted in our school hearing to hearing me say he was hurting me but also said he didn’t see it as grounds to stop. Changed his story 3 times. Even in texts stated that he was just “in the zone” or moment.
Both go to the university of south Alabama. Both found not responsible.
Please reblog. Don’t let them get away with what they’ve done. Everyone should know who they are. Employers, women, their fraternity alpha phi alpha and everything in between.
You cannot rape someone and get away with it. I refuse to stay silent and settle for not receiving justice.
Please reblog this, they deserve to be held accountable for their disgusting actions as well as U. of South Alabama
DUDE I GO TO THE UNIVERSITY OF SOUTH ALABAMA AND I KNOW BOTH OF THESE NIGGAS! I LITERALLY HAD A FUCKING RUN IN WITH ONE OF EM AND ALMOST GOT RAPED. REBLOG THE FUCK OUT OF THIS FOR HER. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!
The more we know, the more we can protect ourselves and other women.
This is so scary.. wow I hope they get sent to jail …
Is this them?!
Yes
Yoooo this nigga follow me on the gram smfh
I AM HERE FOR RAPIST BEING EXPOSED
EXPOSE THEM
i couldn’t scroll past this without reblogging. I’m tired of schools sweeping rape under the rug.
Garbage ass niggas
#Expose Them
Expose them.
These motherfuckers are cancelled
One Last Time
Paring: Captain Rogers × Black Female Character (one shot)
Songs: Gravity- Sara Bareilles
Labrinth- Jealous
Fog Lake- Push
A/n: I know this is not a black panther fic, but I will have more black panther imagines soon,I write for other marvel heroes to, plus I have had this imagine in my head forever. Please listen to the songs you beautiful people. Excuse any mistakes, I don’t edit right. AND MY FEMALE CHARACTER IN THIS STORY AND A FEW FOLLOWING STORIES WILL BE NAMED LAUDRIA, then it won’t , just for now because I like the name.
Warnings: Angst, Mild smut ( I think)
I use to hold him like that. I turning around in circles around his bedroom with him , laughs erupting in the air and his arms being gladly welcomed around my waist…..Now they’re around hers. Peggy Carter. I mean they should be there , it is their wedding day after all. As I sit here beside the smiling and aw stricken Avengers, I observe with them as I silently continue to die inside. His eyes never leaves the now Mrs.Rogers, the look in them screaming pure love. I thought that would be me once upon a night. A wave of insecurity washes over me as I try to flicker through my mind the answer to the questions , what does she have that I don’t? Why wasn’t it me that you fell in love with? Why not me? Before I can stop them, tears well within my eyes before slowly falling down my face, the team to distracted by the beautiful couple dancing slowly in front of them to see the disaster falling apart beside them.
“Stay Steve please!” I shout as I try to convince him for the fifth time today to stay, wanting him to stay just a little but longer with me. My face now covered in my rivers of tears. She can’t possibly love him like I can, why did she have to come back 2 years ago? Why did he propose to her ?
Stopping in his place to stand in the middle of the floor, he sighs before dropping his shoulders, slowly turning towards me with sad eyes, the moon and the dim light through the living room windows giving him a godly glow, he’s so beautiful . I walk up to him before grabbing both sides of his face, my dark black eyes pleading with him.
“ I can’t Laudria, I ha-”
“ Please don’t leave, choose me Steve, choose me.” I place my quivering lips onto his trying once again to make him stay. I move them to his neck before kissing the spot only I know makes him wither. He groans softly before grabbing the back of my neck pulling me from my place before kissing me hungrily, now slowly moving me towards the nearby wall.
“ Don’t leave me. Why cant it be me?” I ask softly as I open my lips against his , his tounge mixing with mine, the emotions and situation at hand all wrapped up into this given kiss.
“ I love you Steve, I love you.” My chest caves in more then it did before at his lack of responses to my questions to my confessions, a sign that he’s already made his decision. He has chosen her.
Turning my head up to the ceiling so he can gain better access, he moves his lips to the middle of my neck before softly sucking it, a moan escapes my mouth. He’s the only one I want to make me feel this way. I silently start crying again. This is my last night, my last night having him close to me like this.
“ Steve let me have you one more time, “ I whisper as I grab the bottom of his blue navy shirt , my favorite one, the one that hugs his body so perfectly. Pulling the shirt over his head, he then pulls off mine, I wrap my arms around his back before ranking my nails down it , the muscles I feel making my need for him stronger. He pulls at the belt hopped around my jean shorts, yanking my body against his before breathing heavily against my lips, he needs me one more time, I need him one last time, we both know this.He then looks into my lust sad eyes , and it makes my heart stop. I’ve always loved the way he looks at me, if only the look was a ‘I love you’ look, not one of a goodbye. He then puts his fingers through my freshly done box braids, before gripping them.
“ I’m sorry Laudria, i’m sorry if I have broken your heart. I hope one day you can forgive me,” Tears fall from his ocean eyes before he picks me up , my legs use to circling around his waist, my arms wrapping themselves around the place they always do before he claims the body that will always be his. He makes his way my bedroom.
“I hope I can to, but right now just please ,” I stop as a sob almost comes out of me, my words getting stuck in my mouth. Knowing what I was trying to say, he kisses me as if this is the last time, and it sadly is. Slowly putting me down onto the silk covered bed, he positions himself between my legs, my hands going to the zipper of his pants. He slowly puts his hands on the sides of my face, causing my eyes to shift towards his face again from my action to get the one piece of fabric covering the parts of him that makes me forget my own name off.
“ I know you love me, Dria.” My heart shivers at the nickname.
I ignore any more heartbreaking words that come next, I grab his face before kissing him, stopping the flow of his words with all of the love I have for him and always will have for him.
My nails dig into his back as another moan escapes me, my body slowly being rocked by his as his deep groans fill my ears. Our tears mix as one as we continue to pleasure one another for our last night. In three more months , and the years to come , he will be doing this to another, and only to another.
“ I’ll be back ,” I say to Natasha as i lightly grab her arm. She turns her attention to me from the newly weds, a wide smile still evident on her face missing the wet stains on my cheeks, the low lighting in the huge room hiding them.
“ Okay Hun, you alright?” She ask sincerely before grabbing a hold of my shaking hands. Her and the others till this day do not know what has happened between me and their captain. They don’t need to.
“ Yes I am mom, I’m just going to the bathroom,” I say jokingly before getting up, hiding my pain with a small smile.
She laughs lightly before turning back towards the floor. Oblivious to the lie I just told. I won’t be back.
Quickly heading to the doors near me, I dip and dodge behind standing fellow superheros and friends before reaching the doors, desperately wanting to hurry up and escape it. Now standing outside of the huge building Tony brought for the whole thing, I stop and break down. I put my hands over my face as I let out all of the pain and suffering I had to hold in ever since watching them say their vows to one another. I try to quiet down the loudness of my sobs, but I can’t , the hurt is to much. I then feel two large ,soft hands wrap around my wrist before pulling down from my face. Wait, I know that softness , I remember that softness being on every last inch of my body and soul. I quickly look up to see the one and only Steve Rogers in all of his beauty, his white suit fitting him so well. How did I not hear him?
“ Steve,” I say shakily before feeling my heart stop. I haven’t looked into his eyes or been this close to him in months.
He smiles lightly before releasing my wrists and wiping a tear that has fallen.
“ Hi beautiful,” his deep voice says before he drops his hand. My body quickly missing the touch of him.
I look around and behind me, he should be inside with his wife, his friends and family, not his soon to be past.
“Steve your wife is inside , why are you out here?” I ask as I reluctantly back away from him trying to create some space between us, the fear of crashing my lips onto his and of being caught to close to him driving me. He looks down at my body as I move back before looking back up at me.
“ That she is, but I saw you walk out, I thought you were leaving. I needed to catch you before you did.” He says before dropping his head and he putting his hands in his front pants pockets. He wants to say something , I know this because I know him.
“ Say what you have to say Rogers,” I say sadly wanting to desperately leave and never see his face again. It’s pure pain to look upon the thing or person you love so deeply and know that you are about to lose them.
He looks up slowly before taking two steps till his standing just a few inches from my tired form.
“ Please don’t stop being who you are Laudria, please don’t let the downfall of our situation stop you from being the strongest woman I have ever met. I’m sorry that I let this get to this point. I love her Laudria, I need her , but I will always love you, don’t forget that,”
I release a cry at his words, he’s letting me go , he’s making his peace with me.This isn’t what I wanted at all. I didn’t want to say goodbye, to end this. But he isn’t mine anymore.
“ She makes me happy , she keeps me sane.” He chuckles lightly. I feel a tightness in my chest, but she’s doing everything I wish I had knew how to do when I was with him. I never would have thought a stress reliver relationship would get this far,emotions were never suppose to play a part, but leave it to Captain America to cause me to develop them anyway.
I soon am chuckling with him through my cries. This whole thing is a mess, but I wouldn’t want to be in one with any one else . I only want happiness to be with him , even if I am not the one who can give it. He has gone through a lot , and I know he needs someone to help him hold those boulders he has, I couldn’t do that for him , maybe she can, I pray she can.
He lightly runs a finger down my tear stained cheek, letting out a sigh.
“ I have to let you go Laudria, you have to let me go.” He tells me in a soft whisper.
I don’t want to. I holds his hand against my face .I am in love with him, it’s going to be hard not to be. Hopefully I will no longer be.But still I tell him what I need to so that he can know I mean peace with him. I look up into his eyes , remembering every last detail of his handsome face, a blonde strand of hair falling in front of it.
“ I know Steve, I know.” I confess softly only for him to hear. Stepping back lightly, I look through the windows of the building to see Peggy dancing with her friends, Natasha and Wanda among them. I then feel my heart being tugged, her husband should be beside her dancing to ,not out here with me. I turn to see Steve still looking intently at me. I smile .
“ I always did like when you looked at me like that.”
“ But you said before that it was a creepy look , like a stalker look.” He chuckles before I laugh. The tension that has been between us for months easing away.
“ Because it does!” I giggle and say as a wide toothed smile spreads across my face. He then playfully winks at me.Even after breaking my heart, this 100 or something year old can still have me all giggly.
“ You’re going to make a good husband Steve.” I say as I back away , trying my hardest not to run and hug him, knowing if I do I might not let go. I lean against my SUV that is already packed with all of my things and my mission to go and assist the king of Wakanda for the next three years. The country and its King in desperate need of my abilities.
He then frowns before furrowing his eyebrows, he knows I have to go on this mission, he was in the meeting when I was assigned to it.
“ You’re leaving already?” He asks knowing I do, a hint of sadness in his question. The length of the time I will be gone evident in the air, causing great despair.
“ I just witnessed the most amazing person to exist, marry someone that will make this life beautiful for him , I’m satisfied,“ I say with a sweet tone, my words causing tears to erupt in his ocean filled eyes. I walk up to him doing the same thing he did not to long ago to me. I wipe his tears before giving him a genuine smile. This is has to be the hardest thing I have ever done.
” Is Captain America crying?!“ I ask in a surprised voice before grabbing both sides of his face. He laughs before sniffing.
” Oh stop it. You know how emotional I get .“ He says before smiling down at me. I let go of his face before stepping back again.
” I do. I also need someone to tell the my super enhanced family inside , why I have not come back to the table and won’t be coming back. Plus traffic will be a pain In a few hours ,you know how much I hate a lot of traffic Rogers.” I say as I stop , reaching my car door. I turn around to see the sun that is now setting casting a glow over us.
He laughs loudly , the sound of it making my heart flutter for the last time.
“ Yes, your screams and curses are something one can not forget.” He says before looking at me seriously.
“ Thank you Laudria, for everything. Don’t forget me.” He says before slowly walking backwards to the doors that will lead him to his now forever lover.
“ How could I? Till the end of the line?!” I ask loudly as a smile arises onto my face. My hand already touching the drivers door handle. He stops and turns around quickly before flashing me with that stop all wars and cure all sicknesses smile.
“Till the end of the line.” He says.
We look at each other for a few seconds longer, his figure finally opening the doors and entering through them stopping the moment, putting the end to a chapter of my crazy life.
You Steve Rogers have broken me and mended me at the same time, but you will always be mine, no matter where you go , who you are with, I will always love you. Always. I quietly say before watching him through the window reunite with his Wife who is probably asking him about his whereabouts. Clearly satisfied with his answer she kisses him, him returning it. Finally getting into the car, I ring Fury to tell him that I am on my way to the airport. Wakanda here I come.
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Can we please have a love triangle in Wakanda? Lool
LOL 😂
WHERE-MY-HUG-AT- GASTON
THE POCAHONTAS ONE SJDHAJSDB
Ayyy yoooo. Wow.
Masterlist (Updated 6/12/18)
Here is the master list for all the fics thus far. There will be more to come guys. I’ve thought up a BUNCH of ideas. Stay tuned. I will update as I get them out.
Thank you guys for reading. I appreciate the reception and the love being my first time. I was terrified doing this thinking I would be horrible at it, but y’all are so nice.
T’Challa X Reader Fiction #1
Late (2)
Late (3)
Late (4.1) *
Late (4.2) **
Late (6)
Late (7.1)
Late (7.2)
Late (7.3)
Late 7.4)
Late (8)
Late (9)
Late (10.1)
Late (10.2)
Late (12)
Late (13)
Late (14)…(Coming Soon)
Heimdall X Reader Fiction
Future Pleasures (1)
Future Pleasures (1.2)
***Future Pleasures (2)….. (Coming Soon)
**T’Challa X Reader/OFC Fiction
King’s Orders (1)
**Kings Orders (2)
King’s Order (3)…(Coming Soon)
Chadwick X Reader/OFC Fiction
*Island Breeze (1)
Island Breeze (2)…(Coming Soon)
Chadwick X Black Reader One Shot Fiction
***Animal
Smut & Filth Meter:
* Means parts of the series/chapter will be NSFW.
**Means majority is mildly dirty
***Means DON’T open this shit at work or around your family, or strangers.
Don’t just accept the new Terms of Service
Tumblr’s at it again, thanks to the new European Privacy Laws. There’s probably nobody who will read this, but it pissed me off so much that I decided to make a post about it. (Ignore the weird language mish-mash, depending on your country the language might differ.)
OK, so many of us get this screen when we try to access our dash:
Realise how the ‘OK’ button is a nice, attention-grabbing blue? If you’re like me, you’re not exactly into reading a 100 pages document and tend to just click it.
My tip? DONT. Instead click on ‘Manage Options’ right next to it:
Now you’ll see this page:
Still pretty harmless, right? That ‘Accept’ button is looking really attractive right now. Instead, click on Verwalten (Probably something like ‘Manage Options’ or something in english) and you’ll get to this page:
Now that’s not too bad, right? I just switched all the buttons to ‘off’, because I’m jealously guarding my personal information and don’t want Tumblr to go off and do who knows what with it. Looks like we’re done! But wait: There’s a SHOW option.
When we click on that one, what we will get is this:
A HUGE list with OVER 300 ENTRIES of companies that can use your data by default if you’d just clicked ‘OK’ on that very first page. Coincidence that this list is hidden that much? Me thinks not. They’re all switched on by default, but I am still a petty bitch that doesn’t want to give out her data, so I switched them all off. All 300+ of them. There is no option to switch them all off at once, and even if you disable all the options above, the companies are still switched on.
(If you wonder how i got that number, I copied the list into excel and looked at the cell number. No way am I actually counting all those entries)
I too, am a petty bitch who unticked every single one.
I did this like 90 times today
This is good, and while you’re at it, I strongly encourage you to install the EFF’s Privacy Badger browser extension while you’re at it, which automatically blocks connections to known tracking systems without you needing to do a thing! And don’t forget to install a good adblocker!
if you already ticked this and want to get back to this menu, go to your blogs settings, click the privacy category and uncheck Cookie Consent
also: if youre on a laptop and aiming at every single checkbox and clicking it is tiring you, you might try clicking on the first check box and then continuously doing this combo
Tab -> Tab -> Space
Run Away: Unexpected Pleasures
Pairing: Jordan P Smith x WOC
Rated: Mature ( Sexual Themes)
This is getting interesting!
“Joshua Beckford learned to read fluently by the time he was two and a half and taught himself to touch-type on a computer before he could write using a pencil. He can speak Japanese, practices medical surgery on a computer simulator and has completed more than 1,000 maths problems.”
Can we please reblog our children!!!
HOW THOUGH??? HOW IS THIS AMAZINGNESS POSSIBLE.
resources
Black. Excellence.
This amazing little boy who plans to be a neurosurgeon and an astronaut, the youngest person to ever attend Oxford University, is “the face of the National Autistic Society’s Black and Minority (BME) campaign.” (And his father and he discuss what it’s like to living with autism [or with an autistic kid]).
im
in awe
i need that picture of the woman who says your doing amazing sweetie
i need that picture of the woman who says your doing amazing sweetie
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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.
I will always reblog things like this, it won’t ruin your blog or the look of it, and this could potentially save a life.
PLEASE reblog this.
I have reblogged this about three times now and I will never not reblog it
i actually heard of this happening in atlanta not that long ago. that shit is terrifying as hell.
idc if it may ruin my blog look or whatever, if it means word gets out about these bastards then imma reblog x1000
reposting on my friends account
BECAUSE THIS IS IMPORTANT!
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BLACK JOY.
Unrelenting. Unstoppable. Unbroken.
Mother of a Nation.
Leader of a Revolution.
We remember you, Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, in all your power, complexity, and determination. Thank you for the great sacrifice you gave for the liberation of your people. (September 26, 1936 - April 2, 2018)
RIP to this strong revolutionist. May we become half the advocate you were for your people.
Hi I'm doing my final on colorism and was wondering if you could give me some valuable stuff that you thought should be in it. It's a human rights violation final and I thought I should ask you for help bc you helped me realize what colorism is. Thank you ❤️❤️❤️
I would love to help with this!
Colorism is everywhere within Black and Non-Black POC communities. We’re talking from courtrooms to pornos. It’s everywhere. There was a restaurant in Atlanta that was hiring lightskinned Black women only at one point (I had a screenshot of the ad but I have no idea where it is on my external hard drive.) An interesting research point is the crimes of Black women and how darker Black women are sentenced harsher than lightskinned Black women (I was once in court for a speeding ticket, going 7mph OVER the limit, they put me on drug testing probation for a year and I got slapped with a $2500 fine. This lightskinned girl had a 2nd DUI and caused a bodily injury accident, they gave her a $200 fine with no probation. Can I call colorism here? Not quite but what else could it be??) The prosecutor was flirting with her and everything.
That link discusses the colorism in the courtroom and scans the research that lightskinned women are more likely to get married.
I got dragged on here for saying this but I’ll say it again. Look at our Civil Rights movement. Fighting racism with colorism. Look at the wives of our leaders from that era. Rosa Parks RECREATED the bus movement because leaders of the movement did not want a dark skinned poor girl (She got pregnant AFTER the incident so y’all can shut the fuck up) as the face of the bus movement. Her name is Claudette Colvin. She was the first Black girl to not give up her seat. Rosa was chosen to recreate it because they felt White people would relate to her more because she was “middle” class, lightskinned and pretty. (Source: https://www.npr.org/2009/03/15/101719889/before-rosa-parks-there-was-claudette-colvin) cause I don’t say anything I can’t back up.
Black Media? Whewwwww. Black people love to bring up the “Willie Lynch” letter and how colorism is a distraction tactic by White people:
Of course, Essence has had plenty of dark skinned women on the cover but look at the majority of our representation; dark skinned men and lightskinned women. Let’s dive into film and television.
Typing this I just noticed, that in Girl’s Trip, the only woman that was darker than a paper bag was the homewrecker. What is that? Dark skinned women are portrayed as anger, bitter and jealous. Thank God for Issa Rae and Black Panther because until this VERY recent era, all we saw was (after the 70s-90s):
Looks just like Martin and Gina.
Black film whether consciously or subconsciously has taught the Black community that lightskinned women are made to be lovers, wives, crushes and the ultimate goal. While dark skinned women are angry, masculine and unfriendly.
How many Black shows and movies between 2007-2015 had a dark skinned Black woman as the lead?? Think about that.
Look at our music industry; Beyonce, Rihanna, Cardi B, Nicki Minaj (if you say any of these women are “brown”, you will be blocked. No questions asked.)
Last point: the general public’s perspective of dark skinned women (including other Black women, SMH):
I have a lot of post on colorism. You can check out my colorism tag (#colorism).
I also have a post about my personal experiences as well under that tag.
This topic is so DAMN important
I can’t believe you wrote her final omg 😭
I ain’t even think of it like that. Lmaooo
This is an important topic. Every Colored person needs to check themselves because this is prejudice and harmful to our society.
Net Neutrality is Dead and You Can Expect Your Internet to Change on April 23rd
Yeah, no, I’m cross-tagging because the lack of attention this is getting overall is pissing me off.
Ajit Pai killed Net Neutrality. You’ll start seeing the effects you were warned about on April 23rd. Oh, and he apparently got an award for Courage from the NRA gun nuts, too.
You can still help by calling your senators and representatives. We just need ONE MORE PERSON on our side to get the senate portion of Congress to overrule the FCC’s decision to kill net neutrality. The battle for the net won’t end there, but it’s a start. Go to battleforthenet to find out who your reps are and where they stand, and CONTACT THEM.
Twenty-three states are also suing the FCC for this. I haven’t looked into it yet, but I assume big businesses like Google and Amazon are as well. Nevertheless, we can’t rely on lengthy lawsuits alone. The changes to your internet start in less than two months. We don’t have a whole lot of time.
Blow this up. Contact your reps. Please, do something! We HAVE to get the decision overruled!