#interracial relationship

[starlite-sin]

How tf do i do a two strand twist on short hair?

[sasha457sworld]

Here is my art piece that is a little more experimental than my others

[pinkypoodle]

You all hate on mixed women, then tell Black women to “date what they’re appreciated at,” which ends up being a white man, and then that Black woman ends up with mixed kids. So you’re essentially attacking a group, then turning around and producing the same “half breeds” you insult for existing. 🌚

[mexcine]

#RomanceComicsTuesday -- I Couldn't Help It!

"I hungered for love! I needed men's kisses! It was like a sickness . . . Man after man -- date after date. I didn't even try to control it any more. There was no cure for this terrible disease of mine . . . there was only torment."

Linda's childhood trauma (father deserted the family, mother became bitter against men) makes her indiscriminately seek male affection. But she finds The One (a caring guy who really loves her) and will marry him and be happy.

Note: in the montage of Linda's "dates," there is a person of colour in the upper right-hand corner. This is an extremely shocking suggestion of interracial "dating" for the time, even though it's just a tiny image.

I don't know who wrote this story, but Bob Powell did the art and he definitely made this one guy's face non-Caucasian and the colourist went along with it.

True Love Problems and Advice Illustrated 25 (1954).

[nunesbytko]

Kiera of Tyrosh and Valarr fanfiction

For Teenage readers and above

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There's three rabid knocks,

The knocks are so furious that Valarr thinks something maybe wrong.

"Come in?" He leans up in bed.

Kiera rushes through the door, almost tripping over her own feet, but she lands on the bed.

"Is all well?" Valarr stares at her in wonder.

"I finally saw it! The salesman! I know you watched it the other day on Prime, and I finally got round to it!" Kiera holds her arms out to touch him

"K…I….."

"What becomes of Emad and Rana? Do Babak's family ever find out the truth? Does Rana move out, because both of them are living in that godforsaken house! And I can't believe….."

"Kiera" Valarr claps his hands silently.

"Yeah?"

"I've got six royal engagements tomorrow. Starting at Five AM" Valarr raised his eyebrows. "I need to rest"

"It's only Seven O clock. Surely Ten minutes of your time….." kiera asks,

"No. I have no time for your insipid, mindless chatter at this time" Valarr folds his arms unimpressed.

He watches her shoulders sag. Her dark skin gleaming from the lamp light. She plays with her pyjama collar as she slowly gets up. She turns, before turning back to him, then she bows.

"I'm sorry Valarr. Have great trips tomorrow. I'll text you, to stay in touch"

"Goodnight" Valarr nods as she slips through the door.

As Valarr turns his TV back on, he realizes he had time to spare. But given how social Kiera was, it never would have been a ten minute chat. He leans back and relaxes, knowing that he was right.

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The next day he goes from county to state, with Kiera checking in with him every few hours. He returns home late. Kiera is out, but she's bought him his favourite soft baked biscuits. He nods at a goodnight text as he emails work colleagues in his room.

The next morning he meets his wife for breakfast. She tenderly squeezes his shoulder, before helping herself to cereal.

"How were the appointments My lord?" She asked.

Valarr went into stilted detail about every county he went to, his wife smiling as he explained the customs, and the activities of each day. He asks her about her about her plans for the week, which gets him a casual shrug.

"This and that" She replies crunching her cereal open mouthed.

A few days go by, that Valarr realizes that his wife may be chatty during texts but became a silent stranger in person. The questions would often be the same each day

"How are you?"

"What did you get up to my liege?"

Always questions directed at him. No information about Kiera, her day, or what she wanted for lunch later that day.

"Are you okay?" Valarr texted her one random day in his office.

"Why wouldn't I be?" She texted back.

He arrives home from a Targ construction site. Disappointing outcome with the building. Beads of sweat dampening his back. He goes up the second floor kitchen to make a sandwich. Only to see his wife already buttering toast. That way a common occurrence.

Only this time Kiera was wearing a pink velvet nightgown, one of the gowns he'd brought her for their honeymoon but she never dared to wear it. She'd complained that it was too low cut. Before he can say "Hello" she's covered up her chest with her dressing gown.

"Hi Babe, I didn't expect you back so early" She cuts two plates of toast in half.

"Are you sure? What's the gown in aid of?" Valarr takes his blazer off.

"Val you're sweating through your shirt. May be you're in aid of a shower?" Kiera tuts as she takes the plates to her room.

Valarr has never showered so fast in his life. He sprays himself with a light peachy deodorant, that she praised one time. Then sprints to her door. Only to squint when he hears laughter. He quickly knocks.

"Val. I'm having a girl's night" Kiera tilts her head in Clown's direction.

"Well, anytime you want to come over. I'd never deny you any quick entertainment" Valarr's eyes flutter up and down her body.

"I don't think so Val" She waves him away.

"I'm confused. Why the gown? I let it be known that it's one of my favourites on you?"

"Because the girls dared me to try it on and said it was cute" Kiera explains. "I didn't wear it for you. I thought you'd be home at Ten PM at least"

"So you'll wear tight sultry garments for your friends, but not for your husband?" Valarr sulks, backing away from the door. "When is the last time you've knocked on my door with a glint in your eye? When is the last time we've seen each other privately?"

Kiera gently shuts the door to give them privacy.

"Text Lydia. I'm sure your chief of staff would love go over you royal appointments in bed" She rolls her eyes.

"Why do you choose to toy with me?" Valarr runs a shaky hand through his hair.

"I don't know. Now I'm going back to my room, in this skimpy pink nightgown that clinging to my nipples"

"Kiera!" Valarr heaves.

"And I'm going to hang out with by best friends and watch films. Constantly talking and filling the air with my insipid, mindless chatter. Goodnight Valarr"

Before he can even blink, she's darted back into her room.

Leaving Valaar uptight rigid against the corridor wall, trying to cover up a shameless hard on.

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

[miaisabelwinther]

Dudu and Bubu.💓😁

I love and miss my handsome perfect beautiful sexy Dudu (Daddy Grey).💓😚

[weepingtyrantblaze]

Mmm you know what I hate? Having to be a woman that wants 50/50 personality and looks. While in a world full of mostly personality and honestly I hate that I sound so shallow! I want to be a couple that people because jealous of 😩😭🫠 I want my own Zendaya and Tom Holland relationship.