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why do non black poc want to say the n slur so badly

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It’s so weird to think how five years ago Despicable Me started out as a passable but enjoyable movie about a super-villain raising three little girls but has literally devolved into nothing but an unforgiving minions franchise

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found batman forever on my front lawn

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Minerva Mcgongall pulled out her notebook and turned to the page that listed the names and details of that years Gryffindor Quidditch team. Her heart swelling with pride she jotted down the name “Harry Potter” next to the position “Seeker” before closing the book and opening a second drawer. She took out a small, wooden box and rummaged in it for a few seconds before withdrawing a worn out envelope, inside of which was a short letter and a photograph.

“Dearest Minnie,

Hope you’re doing well! I’m the same of course, driving Lily up the wall as usual, she sends you her love by the way!

Now I know I told you that you’ll never find a chaser as good as me ever again, but it just goes to show that even the brilliant are sometimes mistaken. I’ve found you (made you!) a replacement who will one day outshine his old man by leagues! Enclosed is a photograph of your new Quidditch prodigy so that you may assess his skills for yourself. We have him chasing the cat for practice. He’ll be unbeatable by the time he starts at Hogwarts! The youngest Quidditch player in a century!

I guarantee it, Minnie. And you know I’m never wrong, though you’ll never admit it!

Missing you and Hogwarts terribly,

Lots of love,

James

P.S. Sirius says his marriage proposal still stands.”

Wiping away a single tear that ran down her cheek and chuckling to herself, she smiled down at the photograph of a small, gleeful, black haired boy zooming along in a toy broom, a pair of legs chasing after him and a young woman laughing hysterically in a corner.

“Right again, Mr. Potter.”

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hey uh. you're fuckin 14. get the fuck off the ace discourse tag, buddy. go to 8th grade and study. the exclusionist adults are talking.

i’m going to print out this ask, frame it, and hang it above my desk

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YR NOT PUNK UNTIl U STICK UR DICK INSIDE A DOC MARTENS

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Source

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if you do not respect sex workers, then you need to stop watching porn.

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Watch: Terry Crews has some brilliant points about feminism — including an apt parallel to Civil Rights.

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It's so beautiful when the thirst is mutual.

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Amazing Taraji P. Henson about her own way to success. Powerful, emotional and inspiring.

For every soul that needs this.