The Garden

She/her/hers 🌳 23🌴 Certified Lover of Black Men🍫

[redacted-anon]

Where every flower Blooms… 🌱🪴🌺

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Welcome to my garden! Stop by and smell the flowers 💐.

Masterlist is a WIP 🚧, please bear with me as I sow some seeds!🌱:)

Please don’t steal my work or put it in AI! We don’t need any weeds in the garden.🙅🏾‍♀️

Request:🌵

Close🌵

Open🌻

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Fluff🌸

Smut🥀

Angst🪾

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Aaron Pierre

Smoke and Mirrors 🌸

Can’t Be Friends 🪾

Michael B. Jordan

Trevante Rhodes

Fanum

Cuffing Season 🥀

You Gonna finish that? 🥀

Duke Dennis

What if?🌸

Background

Tyrique Withers

[redacted-anon]

Me rn cuz y’all like my writing

[redacted-anon]

Can’t be Friends

Pairing: Aaron Pierre x Reader Theme: Inspired by "Can’t Be Friends" by Trey Songz

TW: Angst, heartbreak, complicated feelings

The weight of silence between you and Aaron was suffocating. He stood by the window, hands shoved into his pockets, staring at the city lights below. His reflection in the glass was just as conflicted as you felt.

You sat on the edge of the couch, hands clasped tightly together as if trying to hold your own pieces in place. The echoes of Trey Songz’s voice drifted softly from the speakers—“The way it felt, no faking it…”—a cruel soundtrack to the unraveling of everything you thought you had with him.

“It wasn’t supposed to be this,” you murmured, barely audible.

Aaron turned slowly, his broad frame illuminated by the dim glow of the room. His eyes, deep and unreadable, locked onto yours with a weight that made your heart ache. He sighed, running a hand over his face, as if trying to wipe away the tension etched into his features.

“I know,” he finally said, voice low, almost broken. “It wasn’t supposed to be anything at all.”

Maybe we were moving just a little too fast…

The words stung, though you knew what he meant. You were never supposed to fall for him, and he—he wasn’t supposed to let it happen either.

You laughed bitterly, tears threatening to spill over. “So what, Aaron? What now? Do we just pretend? Like it didn’t happen? Like—”

“Like I didn’t feel everything every time I was around you?” he cut you off, his voice rising. He stepped closer, and the fire in his eyes was impossible to ignore. “Like every look, every touch didn’t set me on fire?”

But what we've done we can't take it back…

Your breath caught as he closed the distance between you, his presence overwhelming. You wanted to reach out, to touch him, but you stopped yourself. You’d already crossed too many lines.

“But we can’t go back,” you whispered, shaking your head. “We can’t... and I don’t even know if I want to.”

Now I'm sittin' here halfway crazy…

Aaron knelt in front of you, his hands hovering close, as if he wanted to grab yours but was afraid to. His voice was softer now, but the pain behind it was unmistakable. “And we can’t go forward either. Not like this. Not with everything at stake.”

The room felt too small for the two of you, the unspoken tension, the uncontainable feelings. You could hear the strain in his voice, see it in the way his shoulders trembled, just barely.

'Cause I know she still thinks about me too…

“I thought I could handle it. Thought I could separate you from... this,” he gestured vaguely between you, frustration evident. “But I can’t. And now I don’t know how to stop wanting something I can’t have.”

And it ain't no way in hell…

You swallowed hard, tears finally spilling down your cheeks. The song swelled in the background, the words piercing through you.

That I can be just friends with you…

“I wish we’d never started this,” you admitted, voice cracking, even as your heart betrayed you with the truth.

And I wish we never did it..

Aaron looked at you like the words had knocked the wind out of him. He stood abruptly, backing away as if distance could dull the sharp edges of what you’d just said. But you knew it wasn’t the full truth. It never would be.

And I wish we never loved this…

“Do you really mean that?” he asked, his voice unsteady.

And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you…

You hesitated, because you didn’t. Not really. But it didn’t matter. What you felt, what he felt—it wasn’t enough to fix the damage, wasn’t enough to rewrite the rules of the lives you both lived.

and now it ain't no way we can be friends…

“It doesn’t matter if I do,” you said finally, looking away. “We can’t be friends, Aaron. Not after this. Not after what we’ve done to each other.”

And all I can say is…

He nodded slowly, as if he’d expected the answer but still hoped for something else. Something impossible.

La-la-la la la la la

The song ended, leaving only the sound of your quiet breathing and the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.

When Aaron left that night, you didn’t stop him. And as the door closed behind him, you knew it was the end of something beautiful, something tragic. You both had no choice but to walk away, even as the memories lingered, refusing to let you forget what could never be.

[redacted-anon]

Smoke and Mirrors

Pairing: Aaron Pierre x Actress!Reader, MBJ mentioned, Theme: Slow burn romance, professional and personal entanglements, unrequited love?, sfw

New to posting please interact and lmk what you think! :) -A/N

———————

The studio was alive with activity—cameras rolling, lights flooding the set, and the hum of chatter from the production crew. You sat on a plush chair across from Aaron Pierre, both of you dressed impeccably for your joint interview to promote the upcoming project you’d been working on together. It was the kind of film that already had buzz before it even hit theaters, the combination of your rising stardom and Aaron’s established talent making it an easy sell.

You adjusted the hem of your tailored jumpsuit and offered the interviewer a polite smile. The journalist, a sharp-eyed woman named Lisa, shuffled her notes before leaning forward with a practiced ease.

“First off,” Lisa began, “congratulations to both of you. This project has so much excitement surrounding it. The chemistry between your characters is electric on screen. How was it working together?”

Aaron turned to you with a playful grin, his presence as commanding off-screen as it was on. “She’s a powerhouse. Honestly, it felt like stepping onto the court with someone who’s always ready to play. It kept me on my toes.”

You laughed softly, your fingers toying with the rings on your hand. “Aaron’s being modest. He’s one of those actors who makes everyone around him better. Working with him pushed me in ways I didn’t expect.”

The exchange drew a delighted chuckle from Lisa, who scribbled something onto her notepad. “It sounds like you two really found a rhythm. Speaking of which, the fans have been curious about the dynamic you share. There are rumors about how close you’ve gotten during filming. Care to address those?”

Your stomach tightened, but your expression didn’t falter. “I think the dynamic speaks to the professionalism we bring to the table,” you said smoothly. “We worked hard to make the relationship between our characters authentic.”

Aaron nodded, his demeanor relaxed. “Exactly. When you’re in the zone, the focus is on the story and the characters. Anything beyond that is just speculation.”

Lisa’s smile turned mischievous. “Well, since we’re on the topic of personal lives, I have to ask: are either of you seeing someone right now?”

You froze, your breath catching for a fraction of a second. Aaron leaned back in his chair, a charming smirk playing on his lips.

“I’m single and ready to mingle,” he said with a light chuckle, the response landing effortlessly.

Your smile didn’t waver, but something twisted in your chest. You shifted in your seat, forcing yourself to maintain an air of indifference as Lisa turned to you.

“What about you?” Lisa asked.

“Just focused on the work right now,” you replied evenly. “Keeps me busy enough.”

Lisa nodded, apparently satisfied, and moved on to the next question. But the rest of the interview felt like you were on autopilot, your practiced responses masking the storm brewing beneath the surface.

Later that evening, you attended an industry gala—a glamorous affair where everyone from actors to directors mingled under the glittering lights of a grand ballroom. You’d chosen a sleek black dress that clung to your figure, its understated elegance drawing appreciative glances as you moved through the crowd.

Aaron was there too, his presence impossible to miss. He was surrounded by a small group, his laughter carrying over the music. You’d barely exchanged more than pleasantries since the interview, and part of you was grateful. Seeing him so nonchalant after his comment earlier made you feel foolish for letting it affect you.

You were nursing a glass of champagne when Michael B. Jordan approached, his easy smile and confident demeanor immediately drawing your attention.

“[Your Name], right?” he said, his voice smooth as silk.

You nodded, offering a polite smile. “That’s me. And you’re…?”

Michael chuckled, clearly enjoying your playful tone. “You’ve got jokes. I respect that.”

The conversation flowed effortlessly, his charm disarming you. He complimented your work, asked thoughtful questions, and made you laugh in a way that felt unforced. For a moment, you forgot about Aaron—or at least, you tried to.

But Aaron hadn’t forgotten about you.

From across the room, he watched the interaction, his jaw tightening with each passing second. He’d been trying to ignore the pang of jealousy that hit him when Michael approached you, but it was impossible. The easy way you smiled at Michael, the way he leaned in slightly as he spoke to you—it all set Aaron’s nerves on edge.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He excused himself from the group and made his way toward you, his presence commanding attention as he approached.

“Michael,” Aaron said smoothly, his voice calm but laced with an undertone you couldn’t quite place. “Didn’t know you’d be here tonight.”

Michael straightened, his smile easy but his eyes sharp. “Aaron. Always good to see you. I was just getting to know [Your Name].”

Aaron’s gaze shifted to you, his expression unreadable. “Yeah, she has that effect. Hard not to want to know her.”

The tension between the two men was palpable, and you felt caught in the middle. You cleared your throat, forcing a light laugh. “Alright, gentlemen. Let’s not make this awkward.”

Aaron’s lips quirked into a faint smile, but his eyes stayed on you. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Michael took the hint and excused himself with a polite nod, leaving you alone with Aaron. You crossed your arms, arching an eyebrow at him.

“Everything okay?” you asked, your tone light but probing.

Aaron hesitated, his jaw working as if he were choosing his words carefully. “I’m fine. Just thought I’d come say hi. Didn’t realize you were so popular tonight.”

You narrowed your eyes, your patience wearing thin. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He sighed, running a hand over his face. “Forget it. I’m just being stupid.”

“Aaron,” you said softly, your voice steady. “If you’ve got something to say, just say it.”

He met your gaze, his expression conflicted. “You really don’t see it, do you? The way he was looking at you, like he already had you figured out. It… it pissed me off.”

Your breath caught, his admission taking you by surprise. “Why would it piss you off?”

Aaron stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “Because he doesn’t know you like I do. And the thought of him trying to get close to you when… when I’m right here…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “I can’t explain it. It just does.”

The air between you was thick with tension, the unspoken feelings you’d both been avoiding threatening to break through. You searched his face, your heart pounding as you tried to make sense of the moment.

“Aaron…” you began, but he cut you off, his voice firm.

“I’m not saying this is fair,” he said. “And I’m not saying I’ve got it all figured out. But I can’t stand there and act like I don’t care. Not when it comes to you.”

His words hung in the air, raw and unguarded. For the first time, the walls you’d both carefully built seemed to crack, and you were left wondering if you were ready to face what lay beyond them.

The rest of the night passed in a blur, but his words stayed with you, echoing in your mind long after the gala ended. The question now wasn’t whether you could go back to the way things were. The question was whether you even wanted to.

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How’d I do for my first fic? 🤭 Planning on potentially making this kinda a series nothing too crazy tho. Trying to figure out how to make a master list so bare with me. Also if you have any tips for new writers please lmk like how to make headers and or just how to better improve the readability if need be. Thanks for the Support and please like if you want more (Have some stories in the draft I was too scared to post)! — Redacted

[everydaylouie]

hello, world (a test of some virtual singer software!)

(soundcloud)

[babyfairy]

[melodramaticsoprano]

why does this have so much emotion? melancholy? I dunno why but this slaps and makes me feel sad

[yellowjuice-deactivated20190512]

[yellowjuice-deactivated20190512]

I also want to make it abundantly clear this is why people say “fuck cops” and why “Blue Lives Matter” is bullshit. It may only be a “handful” of corrupt cops (which is also bullshit) but it’s the entire institution behind them that enables them and refuses to take any form of accountability. Every single cop is complicit. Every single one.

[afrolustgod25]

Fuck the ops

[meanplastic]

[reysjwalker-deactivated20160320]

I know this is supposed to be funny, but does it horrify anyone else that social media is being used by employers to monitor how happy we are to be slaves to capitalism and if we aren’t 1000% enthusiastic about having to work, you’re immediately terminated? He says “Good luck with your no money, no job life” but the implication is pretty clear–”Good luck starving to death because you didn’t live to serve me/my company” 

So if you express a feeling about your job/working/capitalism on your own social media space that doesn’t please your employers, you’re punished.

Holy fuck

This is some dystopian shit right here

[wan-shailu]

This is actually illegal in the US, by the way. There’s a thing called the National Labor Relations Act that protects your right to complain about your job (the reasoning being if you can’t complain you can’t find other employees with similar complaints to start a union with).

If this happens to you, you should file a complaint with the National Labor Relations Board. Source: http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/jurisprudence/2013/01/complaining_about_your_job_on_facebook_the_national_labor_relations_board.html

And: http://mynlrb.nlrb.gov/link/document.aspx/09031d4580e8c5f4

[medusamaybe]

I have always been uncomfortable with this post and I’m so glad queerjoseph was able to put it into words for me

[capricornluna-deactivated201810]

this blog hates donald trump

[pearlmarley]

Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁

[aggressivetapdancing]

I’ve never reblogged something so fast

[trap-aholic-deactivated20121227]

[knowledgeequalsblackpower]

RIP Trayvon Martin

[withallthatpinkon-deactivated20]

gives me chills

[thetpr]

He didn’t do a damn thing wrong

[blasianxbri]

I’m gonna reblog this every time I see it because never forget.

[rueblack-deactivated20160325]

This hurts my heart

[badbunzxo-deactivated20241106]

This has just finished me

[joygucci-deactivated20160123]

Rest in Power young soldier

[gtfooooooo777]

i think as a tumblr citizen i have to reblog this..and as a tumblr community we all should no matter how dope ur blog is..this cannot be forgotten. only we can keep this alive..cuz u no dam well the news wont and ppl will soon rarely talk about it.

[thewriterinme2013]

😢

[mb3cr3w]

No Words. Always REBLOG

[alwaysbewoke]

always reblog

[thisguynate]

I get chills every time I see this. FOREVER REBLOG 👼🏾

[theunmarkedjournal]

Start reblogging the money blessings post…

If you haven’t already done it…. Go hit that reblog button. Do what you have to, just do that too.

Like seriously. Just find one and reblog it real quick. I post a couple yesterday and put into the universe that I actually wanted it

Only been at work for a couple and I get this at as a tip! (tips ain’t normal at ALL in here)

Come on now!!

Let it work for y’all too

[theunmarkedjournal]

YALL!! THERE HAS BEEN AN INCREASE!! (I don’t know how your bank account is set up, but $55 dollars in tips counts as a blessing over here!)

*sending out money blessing vibes to y’all*

[theunmarkedjournal]

Counting my blessing and they total up to $60 today. (Got another $5 tip not too long ago)

Today was good. Im trying to maintain this same energy all this week to see what will come of it

[majaminxx22]

I don’t care, I ain’t playin. Imma need one of these damn thangs to work, now.

[glitterboywednesday]

I might as well not reblogging aint gone put money in my pocket

[theunmarkedjournal]

Let the universe know what you want

[poisonedblacklotus]

Cash app $drinabee if you tryna bless me

[theunmarkedjournal]

That works too I guess 😂😂 #BeTheBlessing

[liferuining-soulsnatcher]

I mean if someone would like to bless a struggling college student, mine $neshao and I have Venmo 👀

[partyandrepeat]

Same if somebody wanna help me out $camjam21 😌

[56blogsstillcrazy]

cash app me my birthday next year january $EzekielCrawford

gone be thirty and im scared help every dollar helps

[poisonedblacklotus]

Somebody sent $20 for my graduation 🎓 Saturday, cash app $drinabee if you want to donate too

[go-h0e-or-go-h0me-deactivated20]

Yo I reblogged that goat one and I ended up getting 27 dollars in my back account cause I got a refund on a sex toy that didnt work the day after i reblogged that shit

[theunmarkedjournal]

😂💀 blessings come in every shape and form

[go-h0e-or-go-h0me-deactivated20]

Exactly mine was just unconventional 😂

[thattinycookiemonster]

always taking donations $ChanteEunan

[theboudoirbunny2k7]

Tryna start burlesque dancing and i need cute shit $noeyyyy

[kashhippie]

$Katiana93 ❤️

[13ofstars]

$ashleykatina thanks in advance loves ❤️

[totheonedegree]

PayPal: https://paypal.me/luciag9. ❤️❤️

[alternativeblkgal]

why not lol 🙏🏾

[myakahla]

I am constantly attracting abundance and opportunity

[myakahla]

Hey, it worked! 😁 $56 tip on a $44 bill

[theunmarkedjournal]

Y’all seeing this and y’all still not believing yet. Maaaane just hit button and watch it work

[peachesfromny-deactivated202507]

I reblogged this and like 3 days later got a check for $49.26. It works, hoe.

[prettyblicky]

I never pay attention to these, if it work ima come back

[getoutoftherobotxaviii]

if you got blessings to spare, anything helps $Smith43

[theoriginalblackbarbie]

For example Frederick Douglas’ wife did so much for his ungrateful ass. She helped him get on his feet, gave him her last name, and supported him financially and took care of house and home. And in return was does this nigga do? He lets white abolitionists tear her down and treat her like a slave in HER HOUSE. Moved two bitches into HER HOUSE over a span of 20 years. Belittles her for being illiterate while using HER MONEY. Not even in death does she get the respect she deserves. His last wife is more recognized as being apart of his life than she was. Just trash. And y'all still normalize that shit as if it’s a black woman’s job to struggle. Fuck that.

[lovableshade]

Fuck Frederick Douglas.

That negro was a massive hypocrite. How the fuck you wanna abolish slavery and support women’s rights, then treat your own wife like shit?????????????????

[theoriginalblackbarbie]

^^^^ history left her out of his story too. Claiming his parents have him money to start up when it was her.

[aawifde-deactivated20181224]

Don’t forget MLK and Malcolm X

[theoriginalblackbarbie]

My heart broke a little but I’m not surprised. What did Malcolm do ?

[blackgirloutrage-deactivated201]

I don’t know about Malcolm X, but I know that Martin Luther King was in love with a white caferteria lady name Betty that he was seeing while he was attending college. The only reason why he married Coretta and not the cafeteria worker is because his dad frowned upon it. Not only that but his best friend Ralph Abernathy and Jackie Onassis exposed him for being a sex craved phony that loved cheating on Coretta. I guarantee that if black women from the civil rights era could talk now, our heads would explode. 

[ambelle]

I mean if we’re gonna spill tea

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3UG7YCgkXTo

Our community has always treated us like shit no matter what. Not to mention Miss Claudette Colvin who was the actually pioneer of the Civil Rights Movement. She was arrested for not giving up her seat on the bus 9 months before Rosa but she was a dark skinned single mother so she wasn’t good enough. 

[blackgirloutrage-deactivated201]

Let’s not forget Black Panther’s leader Eldridge Cleaver and his famous book “Soul On Ice” where he recounts how he practiced raping black women because he knew no one would care and when he “mastered his craft” he starting raping white women. Also let’s never forget that he said that there is no more love left between black women and men and that everytime he embraces a black woman, he embraces slavery. Y’all gon’ get this history lesson today!

[ambelle]

Wow… and somehow I’m not even surprised.

[theoriginalblackbarbie]

I knew all of that. Martin was constantly cheating with white prostitutes even a German exchange student while protesting civil right. Cleaver was the worst. Preying on and raping young black girls in the hood as practice for raping white women. Claudette is still referenced as “the other rosa parks” when the light bright brigade “NAACP” weren’t gonna let her share her story to begin with.

[angel-of-death-2015]

Let this post never die. Black women were NEVER respected back in the day, and we’re STILL getting disrespected every minute.

[raimagnolia]

Wow….

[futurewitchdoctor]

[reasons why I think most Black dudes r performative when it comes to being *proBlack* n only know how to mirror yt ally theater/chase yt validation. n nonBlack ppl better back the fuck off this post and start combatting the antiBlackness before they even think of comment.]

[kimreesesdaughter]

Just a reminder that Claudette Colvin didn’t get pregnant until 3 months after refusing her seat on the bus. She was a poor dark skinned girl. In her words “they wanted someone PEOPLE would sympathize with and I didn’t look like that.” Colorism AND Classism waaaay before Instagram 🙂

[walksoftlytay]

Bruh I learned all of this and more in my civil rights history class last semester. My professor actually got her doctorate in black women in the black power movement. Even though two black men from California started the radical group as we know it, black women did most of the work and kept the group afloat. By the 80s it was largely female led. Also, elderidge cleaver wrote an essay after getting out of prison where he recanted everything he said in soul on ice and this was largely due to the fact that women were running the bpp and told him he couldn’t join if he was to co tibie to perpetuate this rape nonsense.

Also also claudette Colvin wasn’t the only one who was forgotten during the Montgomery bus boycott. Do y'all know who Jo Ann Robinson is? Home girl was the backbone to the whole movement tbh. Yeah rosa (a trained activist btw) was the igniting flame and yes in her documents and Jo Ann’s Claudette was credited as the inspiration, but jo Ann really kept the movement running. She organized car pools for all the black folks in Montgomery. Y'all the Montgomery bus boycott lasted for a year! People still had to get to work and shit. Jo Ann was on it! Plus she had a whole committee that was pushing for regulation changes and the end of segregation in busing. And hell, Montgomery buses were damn near reliant on black commuters so they eventually had to give.

Plus my all time fave is the homie Ella baker. Home girl ensured the founding of sncc when fuckboy Mlk tried to make them the youth chapter of the sclc. SNCC is the group that made sit ins a popular form of protest during the early civil rights movement. They founding students had their first sit in in 1960. Ella baker was like these students need their own separate movement and the sclc ain’t it. Plus she was a true proponent of self determination which was clear in everything that sncc did.

Basically what I’m trying to say is black women been the backbone of society and they still are.

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

Let’s also talk about how Huey P Newton, the founder of the BPP ordered the severe beating of Regina Davis. Regina Davis was an administrator at a BP school and was literally jumped for reprimanding a male BP member. She was beaten so bad that she was in the hospital for a broken jaw and had to flee to LA for her own safety. Her attack was a deliberate message to all female BP because the men were getting  upset with the increasing power black women had in the party and wanted to put them in their place.

In 1974 Huey P Newton also shot and killed a 17 year old sex worker in Oakland named Kathleen Smith in the face for calling him “baby” and because she didn’t give him the “respect” he wanted (x) 

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

and who could forget good ol’ Harry Belafonte and how he treated Ertha Kitt way back when 

Ellen Holly was a super light skin soap opera actress who claimed to have a similar experience with Harry Belafonte before he married a white woman and called him out in her autobiography about his behavior towards black women

[andreseward]

THIS IS WHY WHEN PATRICIA ARQUETTE SAID WOMEN HAVE HAD TO TAKE A BACKSEAT TO OTHER GROUP´S PROGRESS SHE WAS RIGHT! 

BUT Y’ALL WERE SO UPSET WITH HER

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

That white woman ain’t got nothing to do with this. We’re talking about black women’s treatment here.

[hatingeverything]

How dare you bring Patricia Arquettes white feminist ass on a post about the treatment of Black Women

[feministories]

That was a much needed thread. Reminds me of the first time I discovered Tumblr and learned so much about feminism and women’s history. To add my 2 cents to this, I put the pictures of most of the ladies mentioned above (I couldn’t find a picture of Regina Davis, if you have one that’d be great), so that anyone discovering these wonderful women can put a face to their name. 

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

unfortunately there are no known or publicly available pictures of Regina Davis or Kathleen Smith

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

Keep this thread going and share the stories of how Black women have been degraded by black mens sexism 

Just to add some more, let’s not forget the importance of Shirley Chisholm. She was an unapologetic black feminist who fought for the rights of women and the poor in her community.  She was a founding member of both the Congressional Black Caucus and the Congressional Women’s Caucus. 

She was the first black women ever elected to the US congress and was the first woman and black american to ever run for the president of the US. Her campaign to be the democratic nominee was treated like a joke, and although she had the support of her loyal husband she received NO SUPPORT  from black male leaders. Her campaign went underfunded and the men of the black caucus rallied around white male candidates instead because they were pissed off that she was getting attention and wanted a black male candidate instead.

“They think I am trying to take power from them. The black man must step forward, but that doesn’t mean the black woman must step back.“(x)

[veryfemmeandantifascist]

Don’t let this thread die! Keep commenting and bringing to light the stories of black women. Just adding more about the black panthers, a lot of people don’t realize that black panther chapters spread across the world to unite black and dark skinned people. 

In 1972 Dennis Walker, a black aboriginal Australian cofounded the Australian Black Panther Party (ABPP).

As always black women made up the back bone of the movement, organizing, protesting, and working in the ABPP schools/medical centers. Marlene Cummins, one of the first black women leaders in the movement recently spoke about about the abuse she and other women endured. Marlene and Dennis dated for some time and she has admitted that he was verbally abusive, violent, and cheated on her with white women. She once saw him smash a broken bottle onto a women’s face, which eventually led to their breakup.

She also revealed that she was raped by two indigenous leaders at the time (one aboriginal and the other torres strait islander) which was recorded on tape.

“There were men who are immortalized in history as heroes. Some of them are and some of them aren’t. [Some of them] are not heroes. They were rapists and perpetrators.”

“There were no support systems and women’s refuges weren’t as prevalent as they were today. Women’s rights were not voiced…[So can you imagine] what it was like for young girls with no support networks in those days, when those things – rapes by uncles – were not spoken of. How can you deal with that?

“…Even if you did report a crime, you were questioned whether it happened to you because you contributed to it: you asked for it!”

I’ve see a lot of people leaving comments asking for more information/resources to look into these women. A bit a googling will bring you plenty of reliable resources.

Marlene has a documentary out which can be seen here for free (x). I would also suggest reading this books by black panther women (x), (x), (x), (x) and this book that actually details the work some black men such as Fred Hampton did to address misogyny in the movement. 

[blaquerenaissance]

Thank God for Black women. As Black men, we need to do better. We must respect our women’s role in the resistance and revere them for everything they have and continue to do.

[downfordatown85-blog]

I second @blaquerenaissance

[courtneycocoa]

Honestly @blaquerenaissance respect and reverence is nice but what we need is for Black men who do care about Black women to challenge the ones who don’t so that something like this thread never happens again. For every Black man who thought it was socially acceptable to treat Black women like dogs, I promise you there were at least 3 other Black men who stood by and did nothing, said nothing, or encouraged them. Respect and reverence from 25% of y'all isn’t going to do anything if the other 75% still think Black Women are toys that they can discard when we are no longer useful to them. And since we know that Black men as a whole don’t listen when Black women are talking, it’s up to Black men to speak up when they see something

[butchdarry-deactivated20180612]

the greatest skill a woman can learn for herself is self reliance

[butchdarry-deactivated20180612]

to clarify … so many strong women in my life rely on men. that dependence is dangerous. ladies here are some good ref resources I’ve found helpful on my journey towards self reliance

automobile

changing coolant

changing oil

changing tire

jumping a car

plumbing

toilet running

basement flooding

replace a faucet

clogged drain

electrical

replacing light switches

blew a fuse

installing overhead light

earth vs. neutral vs. live wires

home

patching drywall

finding studs

this list is in no way comprehensive feel free to add on

[kal-djarin]

I’m sorry in advance

I guess it was time for Peter to bite the dust…

(I’m still crying)

[redacted-anon]

Was that a pun, I feel threatened

[2xghi0dgh65-deactivated20190207]

“why does that character have to be queer?”

why not?

“why does that character have to be trans?”

why not?

“why does that character have to be a poc?”

why not?

[2xghi0dgh65-deactivated20190207]

this post is making straight cis white ppl angry keep reblogging it

[ryttu3k]

Another good response along with “Why not?” - “As opposed to?”

Just watch them try not to say ‘normal’, JUST WATCH THEM.

[localstarboy]

My minds telling me no, but my body, my body’s telling yeeees

[hiphopandanime-deactivated20190]

Closing time

[frogmp3]

is this the music video for turf by amine

[pragnificent]

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

[savagefluff-deactivated20240408]

Sure why not.

[mentalalchemy]

I made $100 the day after I reblogged one of these damn posts after being broke for awhile. I believe in miracles and the money snake now okay!!

[nastybre]

I’m a sucker.

[luredlucy]

I just got a speeding ticket so I need this

[diamondbabes-blog1]

A baby can always use some good money vibes 💰💴💵

[redacted-anon]

Chicago, Illinois