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Chunky jewelry, €24 / Bijoux géométrique, €3,58 / Tory Burch clutch, €310 / Robe en mousseline de soie blanche, €26 / Long wear lipstick, €7,11 / Tom Ford escarpins en cuir verni, €785

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One Direction + Fake TV Show Intro

HE’S SO ADORABLE

HES KILLING ME

I’m so confused😐 i always pronounced the ‘C’ in Cez’s name like a ... ‘C’ 😅😂😂

For the people who wanted to know how to pronounce Cez’s name! I finally found it again 

when ur 5 days deep into a tag and then tumblr crashes

Deals ➸ Theo Raeken (smut)

A/N I got kinda carried away with this one lmao sorry. It was 6 pages on google docs. Part two??

REQUESTS ALWAYS OPEN

Part 2

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“Hello.”

You whirled around, nearly dropping your towel at your feet. You gasped, but weren’t exactly surprised. “Theo,” you breathed, earning a smirk from him. “Please, no-not now. Not today.”

Theo smirked again. “Why not? Why shouldn’t I give you what we both need?” he said with a malicious-looking smile. “We had a deal, didn’t we princess?”

“Y-yes,” you whimpered, “We had a deal, b-but please, I-I can’t.”

“You can’t?” Theo chuckled darkly. “I can always go back and kill your dear little brother, just like I planned. Justin? Was his name?”

“No, no please, I’ll let you, just don’t hurt him, please,” you said quickly, desperately.

“Good,” Theo stepped closer and with a pull of his hand, your towel flew away from your body. He drew in a sharp breath at the sight of your wet, dripping body. “I think that the night is going to go as planned.” Theo kept advancing towards you and you kept backing up until your naked back hit the wall behind you. Your eyes closed as Theo was nearly chest-to-chest with you. You whimpered as he dragged his cold fingertips over your hips. The butterfly touches felt so unreal, almost as if they weren’t even there, but then Theo pressed thumb harshly into your clit and you knew it was very real.

“You’re stressed.” he hummed, moving his thumb in slow circles, “Let me relieve you, let me give you what you want, what you need.”

“God, Theo,” You sighed and tilted your head back as he continued to work your core. “Fuck, yes Theo, don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”

“Wasn’t planning on it babe,” he winked, slipping a cool finger between your folds and you gasped, knees weakening. And then he added another, and then another. He used his other hand to keep you pressed against the wall, moving his fingers harshly inside you. Your walls began to clench around Theo’s fingers, moans and whimpers falling from your lips. Just as you were teetering over the edge, he retracted his fingers from your body.

“No please!” you gasped. Theo smirked and slowly brought his fingers to his lips, placing them in his mouth and tasting you. The sight made your knees buckle. Theo was quick to catch you, his werewolf speed acting immediately.

“Babygirl,” he grunted, “babygirl.” You were speechless as he led you over to your bed and tossed you onto the mattress. “Is anyone else here tonight?” Theo murmured as he climbed over your naked body.

“N-no.” Your eyelids fluttered. His smell was intoxicating. He was intoxicating. His scent was of peppermint and the faint traces of pine needles. A strange mix, but in your current position, you couldn’t get enough. “Kiss me, Theo.” You opened your eyes and Theo grinned, leaning down to bump his nose against yours. You leaned up to close the gap, but he pulled away, leaving you breathless. You let a whine of protest fall from your lips until he took the material of his black jacket and threw it off, his shirt came next. Your breath caught in your throat as you examined the beautiful being in front of you.

“Look all you want, babygirl, I’m all yours,” Theo grinned as he crawled back on top of you.

“All mine?” you mumbled as his shadow covered your face.

“All fucking yours,” he hissed, before slamming his lips into yours. You sighed in pleasure. Finally. You didn’t think this moment would ever come. He bit your lip, begging you to grant him entrance. Theo didn’t expect you to whimper, but when you fucking did he felt his bad boy persona begin to crack. Of course, you had no idea the effect you had on him. When the Dread Doctors had taken your brother, it had given Theo the perfect opportunity to get what he wanted from you: complete submission. You opened your mouth easily to him, and he shoved his tongue into your mouth.

“Theo,” you breathed against his lips as your hands slid up his chest. He grunted as he pulled his lips from yours. His eyes fluttered shut and his arms that were holding him up beginning to tremble, your gentle touches driving him insane. “Theo, I’m yours, please.” His lips parted and he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. Your fingers explored the kinks and curves of his body, fingertips dancing across his shoulders and his arms. Theo exhaled as you traced his muscles down his torso until you reached his belt. “Theo, take it off, please.”

Theo’s eyes flew open as you began to unbuckle his belt. He drew in sharp breaths as your hand bumped repeatedly against his boner. He could resist the moan that escaped his lips as you pushed his jeans down and gripped the tent in his boxers. “Stop,” he growled. When you didn’t listen, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head. “Am I going to have to tie you up?” he hissed, his his breath fanning over your face.

“N-no,” you whimpered.

“Good girl.”

Theo released you and stepped back and let his pants fall to the floor, quickly stepping out of them; but not before slipping a condom from the pocket. He pushed his boxers down, allowing his cock to spring free. You gaped at his size, doubtful that he would be able to fit inside you. “Eyes up, babygirl.” You flushed, embarrassed that Theo had caught you staring.

“I-um-I was just-”

“I’ll fit,” he assured you, “I can’t wait to feel how tight you are, babygirl.” His words made you drip with anticipation, legs trembling with need.

“Please, Theo, I can’t wait, I can’t,” you damn near begged for him. You needed this - you needed him.

“Weren’t you just telling me to leave?” he mocked, “That you “Couldn’t do this today,”? Guess what babygirl, we’re doing it.” You gulped nervously. This was the first time you were going to sleep with him. If he were to push you past your limits, you doubted to would be able to move tomorrow, and you had work. “Don’t you worry, babe, I’ll be gentle,” he smiled slyly, as if he read your thoughts. But something told you that he would be far from gentle.

You lifted your hips, begging for him. Just a few minutes earlier, you were begging for him to leave. Now you were begging for him to fuck you. Just once. You needed to feel him inside you, pounding into you. “Please,” you begged as he dipped the tip of his cock inside you. Just barely. You gasped out his name like a prayer, pleading for him to do something.

Theo couldn’t help but smirk at your flushed state. You were so needy, so innocent underneath him, and it took all his self control not to fuck you right there. He wanted his name to fall from your lips just one more time. It was as if you read his mind when you gasped out, “Theo!” and with a snap of his hips, he was sunken into you, balls-deep. He hissed in relief at the feeling of you around him. You couldn’t stop the scream that ripped from your throat when Theo pulled out again, to the tip, and slammed back in.

“Fuck, Theo, faster!” you gasped out, as he started his slow, deep thrusts. He complied to your request and sped up his thrusts. “God, fuck, Theo, please.” Gathering your strength, you pushed Theo’s chest so that the two of you rolled over and he was on his back. Theo’s gasped when your rolled your hips on top of him.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his hands grabbing at your ass, gripping your hips, “That’s it, baby, ride me.” You lifted your hips before slamming them back down again. “Fuck!” Theo grunted, holding your hips to repeat the action again.

Theo’s eyes flashed yellow when you circled your hips, moaning his name loudly at the sensation. “Fuck, Theo, I can’t,” you whimpered, struggling to keep moving with the pleasure you were feeling. In half a second, Theo had you pinned against the mattress once again. The sounds of his skin slapping against yours and both of yours’ pleasure-filled noises were the only ones filled the room.

Theo’s lips were on your neck, sucking harshly on the soft spot beneath your jaw. Scott was going to kill you, True Alpha or not.  “God, Theo,” you whined, hips thrusting upwards to meet his own. “Theo, Theo, I can’t, I can’t.”

“You-you feel so good, princess, so good,” Theo grunted. “Come for me.” And you did. Your walls clench, tightly around him, and the dirty words the that Theo was whispering in your ear sent you over the edge.

“THEO! GOD! FUCK!” Your screams echoed in the room as the knot in your stomach coiled and snapped. Theo’s lips met yours between your screams as your orgasm washed over you. Your hearing and sight were taken away for a few moments, and all you could feel was Theo’s dick, pushing in, out, then into you again.

Even after your orgasm, Theo didn’t stop. He just kept thrusting, again, again, and again. He had slowed down, spilling himself into the condom, but he kept going. You were so sensitive, and Theo payed no mind.

“Theo, Theo, please, stop, please,” you begged for him to stop. You placed a hand on his stomach, signaling for him to at least slow down. “Oh, god, Theo, slow down!” Theo growled- he growled at you- and if anything, thrusted even harder. You let out a shrieking moan as Theo hit your g-spot, the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach beginning. “Yes, yes, Theo right there.”

“Come, for me, baby, one more time,” Theo hissed in your ear, rolling his hips again. Your orgasm washed over you again, even stronger than the last.

As Theo’s second orgasm came over him, a roar of a moan came from his throat. “FUCK! Y/N!” His eyes were glowing yellow, canines protruding from his teeth. Claws dug into your hips, just enough to hurt, but not enough to draw blood. Theo’s body spasmed as his second load filled the condom. Theo stilled, pulling out of you, and you whimpered at the loss of feeling.

You gasped for air, still recovering from two of the most earth-shattering orgasms that you had ever experienced. But he wasn’t finished, and he ripped the condom of, throwing it in a trash bin beside your bed.

“Oh, I’m far from done with you, princess,” Theo chuckled darkly at the astonished look on your face.

“Wha-”

“Shut up,” he growled. Theo trailed kisses down your stomach - soft kisses, the opposite of what he was doing only moments ago. He was gentle with you now, butterfly kisses were being spread across your body, tender, and almost… loving. But this was Theo you were talking about. Theo fucking Raeken. And while Theo Raeken was many things, loving was not one of them.

Theo’s lips traveled lower, to your hips, where he left mark after mark, making sure that you would remember him in the morning. You whimpered when he sank his canines into your inner thigh, marking you once again. He nuzzled your unmarked thigh and flicked his tongue before biting you there too.

“I want-” Theo rasped, “I want to make you come with just my tongue, babygirl.” You couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped your lips once again. You cursed yourself for sounding so weak. But this was Theo and that was what he did. Made people feel weak, powerless, and completely willing to do his bidding.

Theo wasted no time, slipping his tongue between your folds, and groaning at your wetness. He hummed into you, causing vibrations that gave you unimaginable pleasure. One of your hands ran through his hair, caressing and urging him on, and the other grasped the sheets that covered your mattress.

“You taste so sweet, babygirl,” Theo rasped, pulling away to gaze at you through his lashes. You almost came at the sight. Who would have thought you’d be in this position? Theo Raeken, in your room and in between your thighs, gazing at you in the most tender way.

“Theo,” you whimpered. His breath hitched at the way you said his name. You sounded so weak and innocent - vulnerable. His breathing was labored as he lowered his mouth to your clit again. His tongue got to work immediately and violating your entrance, much to your pleasure. You called out, begging for more. “God, Theo, don’t stop.” He hummed in response. Theo kept licking and sucking in the places that earned him the most moans. Your cries were music to his ears, and there was no way this was just going to be a one-time thing, even if that was your deal.

“Come on, babygirl, let go, let go.” The hoarseness of Theo’s voice and his warm breath against your clit was too much for you. You were overtaken by pleasure, white-hot pleasure and you couldn’t feel anything but. Theo smirked against your thighs, loving the fact that he had this effect on you. Your hand tangle in his dark roots, pulling harshly at his hair. Your hips thrust upwards to his mouth, grinding violently into his face. And he didn’t mind one bit.

As you came down, your eyes closed, Theo could help but stare at you, pure adoration evident in his expression. As your eyes fluttered open, Theo was already picking his clothes up off the floor. The soreness hit you as you propped yourself up on your elbows to watch the beautiful boy prepare to leave you. There was an ache in your heart (as well as your stomach) as he got dressed and adjusted his clothes. He left his hair alone, which was tousled from where you had tugged at it and ran your fingers through it. Theo glanced at you again, looking younger in the moonlight that streamed through your window, almost innocent. Almost. He strode over to you, caressed your cheek gently, and lowered his lips to yours. His goodbye kiss took longer than he anticipated, as he was drunk on you. He sucked your bottom lip into his mouth and bit down. It wasn’t just a goodbye kiss. It was a promise. You would see him again.

Theo forced himself to pull away from you, and hearing you catch your breath almost made him prep for another round. But he didn’t. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and smirked, before leaving you lying in your bed, naked, and barely able to move.

Master list

**Updated 12/09/2022**

Chris Evans Fanfiction

Author note: 

I do NOT give permission for my work to be re-posted, translated, or published on other sites than on my Tumblr. Comments, likes and reblogs are however much appreciated and humbly welcomed.

One shots 

C-evans imagine

Reader and Chris meeting at a party

Little peanut

Reader and Chris suffer from a miscarriage 

Trigger warnings: mentions of missed miscarriage 

Getting ready 

Getting ready isn’t always easy when living with Chris

Morning after

The morning after between the reader and Chris 

Meeting the family

It’s time to meet the readers family

Party with Chris

Party time with Chris

Grocery shopping with Chris 

Who says that grocery shopping isn’t fun? 

The night of Dodger’s surgery 

Reader helps Chris through the day and night of Dodger’s surgery 

Baby Rose

Adjusting to life as new parents isn’t a piece of cake

Peaches

Reader and Chris have inside jokes about the lovely fruit

My rock

Reader’s mom is diagnosed with cancer and Chris helps.

Trigger warning: Mentions of cancer.

Sinful insecurities 

Chris notices a certain web page on readers Ipad and it doesn’t sit well with him.

The art of being… an ass

Chris goes to a art opening and accidentally insults the artist.

Please stop doing that

The reader misses Chris and doesn’t care that he’s working. 

Why not? 

Chris wants to date the reader but there’s something holding the reader back.

Reasons NOT to date

Chris has been pursing the reader, wanting to date but the reader doesn’t want to ruin the friendship.

Welcome home

The reader welcomes Chris home. 

SMUT

Goodbye, Captain America 

Chris says goodbye to Captain America and reader’s there for him.

Insatiable

SMUT

Actions and words 

Reader and Chris talking about PR and more. 

Cravings

Reader’s eating habits have changed a lot which Chris notice.

Back home 

Reader and Chris finds ways to pass the time.

SMUT

Jealous

Jealous Chris

Unrequited love 

Casual agreement turns into something else or maybe… not.

Quarantine with Chris 

Quarantine with Chris, reader feels hopeless but luckily Chris is there for support.

We ought to do something about that

After watching Chris in DJ, the reader wants more.

No longer dating…

The reader and Chris have some big news that they have yet to share with family and friends.

Tight white shirt 

A certain tight shirt is doing great things to the reader.

Oops

Chris accidentally drops the reader’s name while on Jimmy Fallon.

Drunk(ish) 

Reader comes from from a night out and is slightly drunk ishh.

That’s real fortunate 

Reader feels very fortunate that she gets a private show everyday. 

Bath time 

Taking baths are just more fun when Chris’ involved. 

SMUT

One final dip

Getting that last dip in the pool 

Fluff

Hold me

Holding him or you being held. Doesn’t matter. 

Angsty/fluff

First steps

Your baby’s first steps is definitely something to remember. 

Cardio

Just a little bit of cardio

SMUT

The suit

Seeing Chris dressed in a suit on the set of Defending Jacob 

SMUT

My piano hoe 

Just Chris playing the piano and being kinda of hoe-ish

Old man slippers and trees

Chris’ slippers and talks of trees and more. 

The greatest painting

Chris receives the greatest painting from you. Who would’ve thought diamond painting was that good?

Change is good? 

Who says change is bad?

SMUT

Prank war

It was all fun and games in the beginning. Now it wasn’t. You weren’t feeling it anymore. Enough is enough. 

Happy Goddamn New Year 

The morning after your New Year with the Evans’ which doesn’t go all that smooth.

GOOD GOD, MAN 

One headshot is all it takes. One very fine headshot of your man turns into a whole lot of something else. 

SMUT 

No one touches Bubba

Chris really doesn’t like it when other people touches what belongs to him.

Super Bowl a la Evans 

Super Bowl at home with Chris.

Valentine’s Day 

Valentine’s Day with Chris turns out to be something different. 

Heart throbbing, ground shaking, show stopping, amazing

While staying at Chris’, he overhears a very suggestive conversation happening between you and your friends.

Thirsting

It isn’t just women on Twitter, Tumblr or wherever that thirsted over Chris Evans.

Control yourself 

It’s hard to control oneself when looking at a fine specimen like Chris Evans or rather a certain body part of him. 

Crappy cramping and Chris 

Gotta love being a woman, right? Well maybe not those few days every month. Luckily it’s less crappy when Chris is there to help. Or tries to. 

One day, some day

How much heart ache and pain can one person endure and if so how? Loving someone never hurt this bad.

Trigger Warning: Mentioning of stillbirth/stillborn child. 

Like always? 

With Chris it’s always so good? He makes sure of that. 

SMUT 

You do this a lot? 

Staring at someone while they sleeping is romantic or that’s Chris’ opinion. 

Everyone’s an onion 

Layers like onions. Everyone’s an onion. That’s what Chris tell his 1 year old son. 

Not as expected 

Chris turning 40 years old. Thing do not go as planned or expected. 

Marvel Tramp

Nicknames are always nice? Right? Well most of them are - and then there’s yours. The nickname that some of the MCU fans have given you- Chris gives his input on that note. 

Dodger and Brady boy

Your son Brady gets jealous because of all the attention that Dodger is getting. 

Always 

Crap-static day is salvageable if you get that one thing. That one thing can change everything and that ‘thing’ is Chris.

I see you 

Nothing goes unnoticed by your boyfriend, Chris. He sees it all. And so do you. 

Impressive 

Your man, Chris, continues to impress you in ways you hadn’t expected. 

Old?

You giving Chris a back rub when he gets back from work. He’s insecure about your age difference and topped off with being tired.

Yours 

How to describe the love of your life in just one word? 

Happens all the time 

What happens when Chris says something else in church other than ‘I do’?

Mi Vida

Chris doesn’t just practise his spanish just for you but for several reasons. 

SMUT

I know you

Game night went south so quickly. Apparently you don’t know Chris as well as he thought you did. Or so he thinks?

A Drunken Confession

Chris makes a drunken confession about his plans for the future. 

Rainy day activities 

Chris soon learns how his SO has other plans for their rainy day.

SMUT

‘Could you not?” 

Simple really, could he just not? His whole being is just too damn much sometimes. 

Halloween 

The costume, the party, the people. The Halloween anyone could’ve asked for? So what is missing? 

People’s Sexiest Man Alive 

Title or not? Who’s really the sexiest man alive? 

Home 

What does it mean? Home? What is home really all about?

Plant Daddy 

Chris Evans, fine but as a plant daddy? Damn- But is a plant really only a plant? 

Our secret 

Dating Chris is swell and everything but…someone hasn’t heard the news about the two of you? 

Sweater Thief 

Dating Chris has lot of perks…One, being stealing his sweaters. 

Pay attention 

Paying attention isn’t always easy when Chris just looks so distracting.

SMUTTY CONTENT

Spill or Fill your guts

Reader’s an actress who’s appearing on the Late Late Show doing the Segment, Spill or fill your guts. What could possibly go wrong?

Creative Writing 

You and Chris moving in together. You have to sort through your stuff. You come across something old, something you wrote years ago. You aren’t the only one who discovers what you’d been hiding.

Rosie & Addie 

Chris appearing on Jimmy Fallon. To talk about his latest movie among other things. Like his two daughters. 

Fluff 

A piece of work 

Sometimes you just want some peace and quiet. Chris, not so much. Clingy but cute while doing so. 

Cute 

Chris proves you wrong in regards of what is deemed cute. 

Nothing 

The best possible cure for insomnia? = Chris. 

SMUT

More than enough 

Feeling a bit jealous after having seen pictures of Chris kissing someone else for work. Could there be more to it than just jealousy? 

‘You love me.’

You end up confession your love for Chris Evans…He isn’t the only Evans who hears your confession. 

Like I’m gonna lose you 

‘So Chris was laser-focused on finding a partner?’ What in the world were you then? Just someone to pass time with? - You ask yourself these questions but Chris has the answers.

‘The come down’

‘The come down’ not literally but still in some sense yes. Coming down after several loooong weeks of doing two press tours…Chris finally gets to go back home. He gets to come home to you. 

5 Second Rule 

Appearing on Ellen’s show and going head to head in ‘5 Second Rule’ about how well you know each other. What could possibly go wrong? 

Other CE - Characters 

Steve Rogers 

The Science of Love

You work alongside Dr. Banner and Tony but your presence at the compound catches someone else’s attention.

Series 

Not enough - Part 1

Chris and reader have been dating for years but broke up just before quarantine started.

Not enough - part 2 

Is it too late to mend what’s been broken? 

The ring

Chris’s about to ask you to marry him…Or is he?

Falling, Fallen 

An ordinary walk in the park may turn into something more.

Falling, Fallen - Part 2 

The first date. Yay, right? What could possibly go wrong? 

Falling, Fallen - Part 3 - Part ½

The next date couldn’t possibly go as wrong as the first one.

Falling, Fallen - Part 3 - Part 2/2

Date number two no, number one in fact. Can’t go wrong. Maybe it’ll go right. Very right. 

Falling, Fallen - Part 4 

Dinner at Chris’ house. Nice and easy, right? Or maybe not? And what about that first kiss? When’s that gonna happen? 

Falling, Fallen - Part 5 

Now that you and Chris had shared that very first moment - kiss- what will happen next? Does it stop at kissing or will more happen between you two??

Falling, Fallen - Part 6 

Things are going great with you and Chris. Spending more time together is nice but that also opens up questions about the two of you. Not to mention spending a night together - what will happen?

Happy together? - Part 1

The reader’s happy in their current relationship so how come doubts arises whenever Chris is near.

Happy together? - Part 2 

Things has been a bit rocky lately between the reader and her boyfriend and things are about to get a whole lot more rocky.

Happy together? - Part 3 

Nothing could happen while on a trip with your friends? That you were sure of. Nothing could or would ever happen. This was certain.

Happy together? - Part 4 

Going out clubbing with your friends seemed like a good idea at the time. But things goes wrong. Or maybe they go right? 

Happy together? - Part 5 

Getting lost seems scary but maybe it doesn’t have to be. 

Happy together? - Part 6 

What happens after you’re lost and then found. The following days after this. 

Happy together? - Part 7 

The last night at the cabin before returning back to reality. It’s a night to remember. 

Happy together? - Part 8 

So, what happens now? You and Chris kissed. Your bestfriend saw it. Question is what will happen next? 

Happy together? - Part 9 

Back to reality. You know what to do. Or do you? John’s acting different and you stil haven’t spoken with Chris since the cabin trip. 

Happy together? - Part 10 

Something’s ending. It should be easy but this is real life, so of course it isn’t easy or anywhere near. 

Happy together? - Part 11 

A lot went down. –> The truth finally came out. A fight. Question is now what will happen.

First time (almost) - part 1 

Reader and Chris’ first time (or almost) Reader’s a virgin and everything that could go wrong, goes wrong

First time (almost) - part 2 

Reader and Chris’ first time. (For real, this time.)

Smut

First time (almost) - part 3 

An ask 

Smut 

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What If…?: StevePeggy || Captain America: The First Avenger: SteveBucky

Your Baby - Teen Wolf Preferences (GIF)

Gifs are not mine 

Stiles 

Scott

Jackson 

Aiden 

Liam 

Isaac 

Peter Hale

Jordan

Theo 

Derek

This is a resource post for all the Good White Person™s out there. You know, the ones who say things like “It’s not my fault I’m white! Don’t generalize white people!”, or “I’m appreciating your culture! You should be proud!”, or “Why do you hate all white people, look I’m a special snowflake who’s not racist give me an award for meeting the minimum requirements for being a decent human being”. Well, if you are actually interested in understanding racism and how it ties into cultural appropriation, please read instead of endlessly badgering PoCs on tumblr with your cliched, unoriginal arguments and repeating the same questions over and over.

On White Privilege aka don’t blame me just because I’m white:

It’s Not My Fault I Was Born White: Basics of White Privilege x

Racial Divide x

Endless Examples of White Privilege x

You Cannot Know What It’s Like To Be A Racial Minority x

Intersectional Feminism x

White Privilege Does Not Mean White People Have Perfect Lives x

White Privilege and White Supremacy: A Presentation x

You Will Never Experience Racism x

Understanding White Privilege x

White Privilege and Double Standards x

Systematic White Ignorance x

The Invisibility of White Privilege x

The Luxury of White Privilege x

White Privilege: The Harry Potter Analogy x

Privilege Denial Bingo x

Privilege and Cost x

Check Your Privilege 101 x

Whiteness x

Whiteness is Not A Culture x

White Privilege and Racism x

Deeply Embarrassed White People Talk About Race x

When White Anti Racists Talk About ~Their Struggle~ x

White Privilege As A System x

On Reverse Racism aka you are being racist against white people:

Are White People Racially Oppressed x

White People, the new Racial Minority x

People Don’t Value Pale Skin!! x

There Is No Such Thing As Reverse Racism x

Racism vs. Not Racism x

But White People Are Discriminated Against In Foreign Countries x

The Myth of Reverse Racism: Why Cracker is Not N**** x

Satire: A Step Wise Guide on Being Reverse Racist x

Racism Against White People vs. Racism Against POCs x

On Cultural Appropriation aka I’m just appreciating your culture:

The Basics x

Identifying Appropriation x

But When We Wear It … x

Why Can’t I Wear It (Hipster Headdresses) x

Not Yours x

If You Take The Bindi x

White People Do It Better x

Multiculturalism and Appropriation x

Cultural Appropriation and Portrayals In Print Media x

Diminishing the Cultural Significance of the Bindi x

The Cultural Appropriation Bingo x

Why We’re Fed Up of Your Responses x

Identities Are Not Costumes x

Hinduism And Appropriation x

Religion and Privilege x

Bindis Are Cool x

Exotic India x

What’s Wrong With Cultural Appropriation x

Racism, Bindis and Ganesh Tattoos x

BUT YOU’RE SPEAKING ENGLISH! x

Cultural Appropriation Trolls x

Guide to Being An Appropriating Douchefuck x

New Age ~Culture Mixing~ x

In case you’re tired of the prose, here’s poetry x

Why You Shouldn’t Wear A Bindi x

Appropriating and Sharing x

Our Culture is A Punchline Until It’s a Trend x

Homage Or Insult x

Tattoos and Appropriation x

Bollywood is Not Synonymous With Indian x

College Party Costumes and Stereotypes x

Dotheads x

Bindis and Racist Humour x

Hindu Iconography x 

Misuse of Hindu Iconography x

Your Appreciation Doesn’t Help Us x

Assorted Vials of White Tears and Miscellaneous Antidotes aka I can’t change that I’m white/not all whites are racist/we are all humans:

Unoriginal Arguments Refuted x

Quick Checklist: You Might Be Racist If x

Your Opinion Isn’t Necessary x

I’m Not Responsible For My Ancestors x

The Kumbayah Myth x

Proud to Be White x

Good White Person x

We Don’t Hate White People x

Brutality of Colonialism And Why You Can’t Tell Us To Forget the Past x

People Who Claim Not To See Race Are More Likely to Be Racist x

All Races are Beautiful Said the White Girl x 

Race Blindness Is A Luxury x

Well, You’re Racist For Calling Me Racist x

I’ve Read About Its Significance, I Know What It Means

Angry Because Someone Called You Racist x

We’re Not All Like That x

People Only Care About This Trivial Shit On The Internet x

I Can’t Apologize for Being Born White, It’s Not My Fault x

Why Can’t You Tell Me What I’m Doing Wrong x

It’s Easy to Be Color Blind When You’re White x

A Diagrammatic Guide To White Tears x

Conversations I’m Sick Of Having With White People x

Why Do You Hate White People x

I’m Trying To Be Cultured x

Sisyphean Conundrum x

What is Your Problem x

We Are All Human, We All Bleed Red x

It’s Just A Bindi x

How Not To Respond To Accusations of Racism x

I’m Italian And 0.009% Native American x

What White People Think Racism Means: A Venn Diagram x

White Guilt x

White Pride!!!111!!! x

I Like *Insert Foreign Country* I Want To Live There x

You Have So Much Hate, Fighting Fire With Fire Won’t Help x

BooHoo, Don’t Call Me Racist x

Not Everything Ended With Your Ancestors x

The Racist Reaction x

I Don’t See Why That Is Racist x

Crummy Apologies x

Okay. I agree. I’ve been socially conditioned not to notice racism and recognize my privilege. What can I do?

Listen x

A Step Wise Guide x

I don’t care about this bullshit; you’re making a big deal out of nothing, go home and delete your blog:

The Clueless White Person Bus x