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This blog is NSFW!

Ubi caritas et amor, deus ibi est. Where there is caring and love, God is there. I am agnostic, but this line has always resonated with me. This is NOT a religious or faith-based blog, as those things aren't very relevant to me. This IS a dirty blog. It will be comprised mainly of hot sexy things that turn me on, with the knowledge that ALL forms of consensual sexuality are beautiful, natural, and worthy of celebration.

There may be a smattering of non-dirty things as well: things I find beautiful, funny, tasty, inspiring, etc.

This blog NOT: homophobic, transphobic, racist, misogynistic, ableist, fat-phobic, classist, etc. I will strive to include trigger warnings whenever I can, and I encourage people to call me out when I don't.

moniquill:

uselessmindd108:

After math of a crazy night of man hunt! #warrior 

Depictions like this are hurtful.

Dressing up in redface is hurtful. Wearing ‘war paint’ is hurtful. Dressing up as another race by wearing terribly stereotypical caricatures of what you think that race looks like is not appropriate. When you dress up like this and take photos like this it adds one more images to the ponderous pile of this shit that creates the pervasive cultural notion that this is what people should think of when they hear ‘Native American’ , and IT HURTS REAL NATIVE AMERICAN PEOPLE. It creates, in the minds of the people that see you dressed like this, a stereotype - a caricature of what Native people do/should look like that erases us in reality and removes us from their perception of the modern world. It turns ‘Native American’ into someone wearing beads and headbands and feathers and face paint. It turns an ethnic, racial identity into a costume.

This is racism.

When you only speak about Native American people in the past tense, in certain contexts. When you only mention them as pertains to White history. When you depict them in stereotypical ways. This is how racist thought is cemented in your mind and the minds of others.

I am tired of cultural appropriation.

I am tired of having to constantly be an educator of people who largely don’t want to be educated. I am tired of being -hurt- by racism. I am tired of people who claim that they love and admire ‘Native American Culture’ but in fact know fuck all about Pan-Indian culture or the fact that ‘Native American’ is a blanket term for hundreds of hugely disparate indigenous nations across two continents and that we do NOT have just one culture.

And before you argue that you didn’t MEAN to be racist or that you were just having fun, before your many white allies rally around you to tell me how wrong I am and what a good person you are and how you are not a racist…know this:

Racism is not in your intent.

Your intent is immaterial in how racist your actions are.

This isn’t about you BEING a racist. It’s about you DOING A THING that is racist.

Your intent doesn’t change it. Your ignorance of its meaning doesn’t change it. It’s got nothing to do with you as a person and everything to do with the meaning of your action in the context of sociocultural history.

Please watch this video.

If you think that dressing up as a stereotype is somehow ‘celebrating’ anyone’s culture, that speaks to some really problematic shit in how you’ve been educated, what you’ve been exposed to, what you think you know about what Native Americans are and what we look like. And while it’s not your fault that the culture of your upbringing has handed you that shit on a silver platter and said ‘eat it’, and not your fault that you did eat it without knowing better, it’s still bullshit and it’s still hurtful. You have the Internet at your disposal. You can become educated as to what Native Americans really are like and what we really are about and why not only is that outfit that you put on not remotely like anything legitimately Native American - but that you CAN’T make a costume that’s legitimately Native American. Because we don’t all look alike. Because we’re people.

(via zorascreation)

tobey:

thisdanobrien:

thedailywhat:

Marriage Proposal of the Day: The planning! The dorkiness! The tears!

So imperfect it’s perfect.

[thanks, rob!]

Even though we’ve done a lot of shitty things as humans, I’m really happy that we also do stuff like this.

So glad I watched this.

ALL THE FUCKING TEARS IN THE WORLD. EVER. OF ALL TIME.

(via ladyatheist)

All I want for Christmas is to wake up and be Tex.

All I want for Christmas is to wake up and be Tex.

(via fyeahredvsblue)

Slut-Bitch Sisterhood: Touch.

stoya:

What do you think about when you’re having an orgasm?

Nothing.

Maybe you’re thinking, but I know I’m not thinking. My mind is clear. My mouth goes on autopilot, the sounds coming out of it may occasionally be words but they have no intellectual thought behind them. The “oh…

All of this. For me, whatever kind of sex I’m having, whatever the dynamic therein - uncontrollable lust, or tenderness, or comfort, or love, or aggression, or whatever - there is always, always joy. Joy in my partner, in myself, in what we’re sharing. Always joy.

The Kingslayer, he escaped in the night.

I’m pretty sure the answer is in my vagina.

You should check there.

(Source: coldheritage, via fuckyeahwinterfell)

flyingfreakflag:

Might be the best dress ever. Hands clapping hard..#DianeKruger

GET ON MY BODY
The dress, I mean.

flyingfreakflag:

Might be the best dress ever. Hands clapping hard..#DianeKruger

GET ON MY BODY

The dress, I mean.