#hasan piker immigration

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I am tired, y'all.

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@naamahdarling I wish I didn’t know this, but the immigrant criminals eating our pets is from a fake story out of Ohio that Haitian immigrants are stealing and barbecuing peoples pets in public, and even alleges that people have been arrested. It’s been repeated by JD Vance, and a bunch of other high-profile Republicans who are gleefully sharing gross memes even after it has been repeatedly debunked by most of the state of Ohio. Here is a footnoted story from Philip DeFranco (the little red ovals next to the quotes are where the quote comes from, so you can look them up.) It’s grim.

Harris's FUCKING FACE oh my GOD.

She is taking the debate itself seriously but every time he opens his mouth with some incoherent bullshit

"She's a Marxist."

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There's Doodles of Rams in the Margins - Enemies to lovers!Jschlatt x F!Reader x Hasan Piker (pt.2)

Masterlist // Playlist

Plot: Anxiety threatens to ruin Y/n's morning after the disaster of the night she had before. Despite this she pushes on, but her hopes of having a good day is ruined when she finds Schlatt's usual asshole self in her kitchen. Word Count: 2171

The Women's Guide to Sex, Love, and the City

Melanie92 writes in: Dear Y/n, how do you handle humiliation? Recently I was at a party and had a drink thrown on me in front of a guy I’ve been hoping to start something with, and to make matters worse I started crying right then and there! I haven’t been able to face him or my friends since.Dear Melanie92, I think we have all been there. I would  say the best solution is to reach out to your friends as soon as possible. It is scary to face anyone after a humiliating experience, but people often underestimate how much their friends care about them, and (I am aware of how cheesy I sound saying this) the power of friendship is more healing than you’d think.On the potential love interest front, any man who would not stay interested in you after something like that is a man you should cut your losses with. Would you like to be in a relationship for years where you are forced to be perfect at all times? I think…

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The next morning began significantly better than the night before it ended. You woke up well rested, your soreness washed away into a dull ache that only made itself known if you stretched your body too hard. For the duration of your morning routine you didn’t find yourself thinking much about the party at all. In a way, it was as if the sun had washed away what had occurred last night. Every time your brain dredged it up you reasoned with yourself that it wasn’t as if you’d see much of  Schlatt again anyways so there wasn’t much point of dwelling on the matter. 

Regardless of your good mood, however, you delayed opening your phone, feeling a pit in your stomach every time you thought of waking up the black sleeping screen to see if anything had gotten out about the incident. Though, from the lack of notifications coming from the device, you felt a little optimistic of Ted’s pull within the group of people that were there to witness it. You distracted yourself from the device by getting dressed, not yet wanting to discard your fairly good mood by giving into the temptation to unlock your phone. Even the sight of it sent a jolt of anxiety through your body. Instead, you opted to occupy your thoughts by getting dressed. You needed to go out and grab toothpaste anyways, and you’ve spent far too much money on clothes – as an immigrant to the U.S, you found yourself falling victim to the enticingly luxurious NYC lifestyle quite often – to go out in just athleisure. 

The smell of eggs wafting from the kitchen had you instantly on guard. F/n made you eggs usually as a way to butter you up before breaking something big. When F/n  would serve you a plate, she would often wait for you to get about halfway into the dish before breaking whatever news she had stored in her mouth to you with an apologetic wince, as if each forkful you lifted to  your mouth were seconds counting down on a clock.

You hoped it was nothing too bad, today was the day you were to sift through the new roommates F/n had found to replace her. She was the reason you moved to NYC and thought it unfair that her moving in with Ted would uproot your newly settled life unless she found someone to cover her half of the rent. You knew F/n wouldn’t do you wrong, certainly you’d become fast friends with the new addition to the apartment, something you looked forward to with your current counter of friends in the area totalling to a whopping one.

You tried not to let the feeling of impending doom that prickled at your every nerve bring you down from the good mood you woke up in – a good mood that seemed increasingly fragile as the day carried on. You intended to move into the open kitchen and living room space with a sense of purpose, though you felt sure your tentative curiosity was evident in your gait. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Your words escaped your mouth faster than your eyes could process the sight before them. Seated at your kitchen island, with a haggard, hungover expression, was Schlatt. Beside him was Ted, who paused his conversation with his friend to look back and forth between you and F/n – her anxious form positioned at the stove with a guilty smile – with worry. 

The sight before you was like ice water being poured upon your warm, happy body. Although you were not physically shaking, the anger that vibrated within your form was akin to violent shivering. 

“Quiet down toots, m’head hurts,” There was the nickname again, emerging from his throat like a groan. 

“I…made eggs?” F/n gave you a nervous grin.

You narrowed your eyes at the group and ignored the only open seat at the island beside Schlatt, opting to walk over and lean against the side of the island countertop. 

“Ted, why do you look like a kid in trouble?” His guilty eyes darted away from your face. From his expression, it seemed as if pressing for an answer from him would be faster than waiting for F/n’s likely roundabout explanation. “What’s going on?”

Ted opened his mouth to respond, only to be interrupted by Schlatt, whose eyes squinted in pain at the sight of the window behind you. “I’m your new roomie, surprise.” His voice was harsh towards you, but turned more polite as he addressed F/n. “Can I have some more eggs, please?”

“F/n don’t you dare give him my apology eggs,” You narrowed your eyes. She plated the eggs that were in the pan and slid them, along with a fork, across the counter your way. “Is he being for real?” 

F/n waited in tense silence for half of the egg to be eaten – as was custom, although with the small size of the egg and your morning hunger it took less time than usual – before she replied.

“I planned it before you two met, and it's too late to change it up now. Finding someone decent this late wouldn’t be easy, if possible,” She explained. Although she seemed like she didn’t care too much about the matter, it was apparent to you, having known her for so long, that she wasn’t too enthused about the situation either and was putting on a polite facade around Schlatt. 

“I’m right here,” Schlatt spoke up. “Like, I’m currently in the room as you speak about me.”

“Oh don’t worry, Schlatt. I’m unfortunately all too aware of your presence,”  You verbally jabbed at him in between forkfuls.

He let out a sardonic laugh, “Obsessive much?” 

You conjured up a daydream of diving across the table with a scream and shaking Schlatt violently. 

Ted – who had seemed like little more than F/n’s ornamentally passive malewife in every prior interaction involving Schlatt’s douchebaggery – interrupted your thoughts and for once spoke up before a glare from his girlfriend was sent his way. His face was painted with a sense of confusion and annoyance at his friend's behaviour. Was Schlatt not usually this stuck up? You felt even more annoyed at the notion that he was just this prideful around you specifically. You hadn’t done anything to him! 

“Shut up, man. Let’s get a head start on moving F/n’s boxes,” Ted’s words seemed to shock Schlatt a bit, and you had to respect Ted a bit for it – although you believed you’d always dislike and distrust him as the boyfriend of your best friend. With Ted’s words, Schlatt got up and headed to F/n’s room, leaving you and your friend alone. At least he had put his dishes in the sink before leaving.

“What’s his fucking deal?” Once the two were confidently out of earshot, you plopped down in the empty seat you had refused to sit in before with a groan.

“I don’t know,” F/n leaned against the island with her elbows. “He’s always been pretty nice to me and everyone else I’ve seen him with,” A sigh deflated her body slightly. “That’s why I thought he’d be a good roommate… well that and his income. I knew with his wealth he’d easily be able to afford rent. The only reason he doesn’t have a house is because it’s a hassle to go through the process of owning.” 

“Is he some bigshot youtuber like Ted?” You finished the last of your eggs. 

“Bigger, four million.”

You snorted, recalling his attitude and miserable appearance around you. “Those four million people must be fucking miserable.”

“I’m not too happy about this either Y/n. The way he treats you is so fucked, especially last night. Ted took care of that by the way, he’s got a lot of friends. You shouldn’t see it posted.”

“Ted’s still on thin ice,” F/n shot you an incredulous look. “Hey! I care about you, I just met the man! I can’t trust him too quickly. But anyways, thank him for me.”

F/n gave you a satisfied smile before getting back to the topic. “Don’t worry Y/n, it won’t be too long. Just until Schlatt gets his shit together and can get a place to live in again. He’s been going through some housing issues, he needs this place. He shouldn’t be too bothersome.”

You snorted. “I think we’re far past that point.”

“Ted thinks Schlatt’s just embarrassed by how drunk he was. He’s prideful and doesn’t really like being wrong, or in the wrong. Maybe he’s got too much pride to apologise and is just doubling down? That doesn’t make it okay, regardless.”

“That's such a man thing to do. I see this all the time when people write to me. Why are men such…” You searched for the word before crying out in exasperation. “...men!” 

“It all boils down to the patriarchy,” F/n shrugged. “That's why I like my boyfriends like Ted, whipped.”

“Eww! TMI!” You teased, intentionally taking her words in the wrong way to mess with her. 

“Not like that! You know what I meant!” F/n squealed and hit you with the dishtowel light-heartedly. You caught it and stood up laughing, collecting your dishes in your free hand and heading to the sink. She stopped you, taking the items from you. “No, you had a shit morning. I’ll do it. Besides, I saw you talking with some guy last night. Take the time I’m saving you to text him and tell me about it after.” 

You weren’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. “Okay, thank you F/n.” You relented. “But I’m taking you out for goodbye drinks tonight as a thank you when I do!” You smiled, heading down the hallway, not letting her protest the implications that you'd be paying.

You knew eavesdropping was bad, but with your room right beside F/n’s in the hallway, you preferred the phrase ‘overhearing while loitering’ to describe how you stopped in your tracks in front of your door at the sound of Schlatt and Ted’s voices. “Be nice man, she means a lot to F/n and F/n means a lot to me,” Ted scolded his friend. “But not too nice, like not falling in love nice. That doesn't usually work out with roommates.”

You hated how you were coming to know Schlatt so well that your brain autofilled in the quiet chuckle you were sure he let out at Ted's words. “She’s alright looking, but not hot enough to tempt me.”

You had to hold back the offended gasp that intruded uncomfortably in your throat.

“She was hot enough to attract Hasan–”

“Hasan’s a–!” You didn’t hear the rest of Schlatt’s thoughts, angrily retreating into your room. What an asshole, how much more stuck up could he be! It wasn’t as if you wanted his attention, but the frank way he stated it had you fuming at the impoliteness of it all. You had done nothing to this man, and yet he was rude to you for what? His damn pride? Well he could certainly take his damn pride and shove it–!

You flopped onto your bed and muffled your angry yell with your pillow. It took a few moments for you to calm down your rage filled body before you rolled over onto your back and pulled out your phone that had been confirmed safe, creating a new text to the contact saved under Hasan. The lingering sting of Schlatt’s words was something you wanted to get over, and a meeting with the attractive man who seemed to be into you sounded perfect right now. Your fingers quickly tapped on the phone keyboard, desperate for a distraction.

[Y/n]: Hey Hasan, It’s Y/n from last night!

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Sorry I’m not done chirping. I have bad insomnia right now.

I’m honestly so sick of the pearl clutching from liberals right now about people not voting. It comes across as so fucking tone deaf.

Listen, I am pro voting and of the mind it’s much smarter in the long run to vote instead of sitting out. Low voter turn out is how the Republicans can stay in power.

However, I feel like turning up your nose at those who don’t vote doesn’t do anything to actually understand WHY people don’t vote. And it’s usually because the Dems never fucking bring anything to the table and try to coast on being the lesser of two evils. That is honestly such an insulting way to run a campaign.

Especially when it comes to minority voters. A lot of them have spoken to how they feel like their material conditions never improve under either party. Yes they get worse under republicans, but “not making things worse” should never be the standard we set. But that’s the message Dems have been running on since Ronald Regan.

And in regards to the moment we’re in now, I think it’s heartless to be looking down on Muslim and Palestinian Americans for not wanting to vote for Kamala Harris. Sure, Palestine might not be a deal breaker for YOU, but spare a fucking thought to the people who’ve lost whole branches of their family in this genocide. This comes back to what I said before: things would be worse in Gaza under Trump, but you’re delusional to think the Biden administration has handled this well. On the issue of Israel/Palestine, Biden and Trump are the same.

As Genocide Joe’s VP, Kamala Harris absolutely has to answer to the abysmal way the administration has handled this genocide. It’s cowardly for her to stay silent and hope she can toe the line up until Election Day. And the time to call her out isn’t when she gets in the White House, it’s right now while she’s still courting the American people.

There are plenty of people who want to vote for the Harris/Walz ticket and their progressive policies, but the silence on Palestine is an absolute deal breaker. My GOAT Hasan Piker said he would literally door knock for Kamala if she changes her position on Americans unwavering support to Israel. Continuing to stick by Israel is LOSER behavior. It’s another example of Dems scurrying to the right on unpopular issues because they’re spineless cowards who are afraid of making brave political decision. The Dems have nothing to gain from their current position. Literally nothing. 

For the people are going to vote no matter what (like myself) now isn’t the moment to spit and hiss at people for not wanting to vote, now is the moment to stand with the people who feel left behind by democratic policy and DEMAND the democrats do better. And we do that by disrupting the good press Harris is getting right now. Go out and protest and call your representatives!!! Make it clear “I’d love to vote for Harris but I can’t in good conscience until her position on Israel changes” THAT’S IT!!!! Even if that’s a lie!!! It’s okay to lie to politicians!!!! Tell them you won’t vote even if you are!!!! Enough noise will make it impossible for them to ignore it!!! 

The biggest problem with the Democratic Party is that they’ve tried time and time again to chase the success the republicans had, instead of engaging with their own base. We are seeing right now the progressive policies are popular and it’s smart politics to build a base on that. And it’s actually incredibly dumb to adopt right wing positions on issues like immigration and Palestine. Drawing the line in the sand now while the Dems are on a winning streak could do a lot to drag American politics away from the nightmare we’ve been living under since Regan. 

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Hasan Piker | Turkish S/O

this took way longer than i would have liked, so to the person who requested this, i love you and thank you for your patience with this. 🩵

Request are open, Reblogs always welcomed

You meet completely by accident. You are out and about with your friends and you start talking with your friends about something stupid some random guy in front of you just did in Turkish and Hasan is just right next to ya’ll. He overhears something that he can’t help but comment on so he butts in. 

This lead to you just staring at him for a bit because, “Why is this 6’5 dude butting into my turkish rant” He’s staring back because “pretty girl speaking turkish” It doesn’t lead to a full conversation but it does lead to the two of you talking long enough to exchange numbers.

I feel like there would be lots of discussions about your differing childhoods, whether you were born in Turkey and immigrated to the States or you were raised in the States and your parents are first or second generation immigrants. He finds the differences interesting and he just loves to know about what your life was like before him.

More than half of your conversations are in Turkish. The both of you find it refreshing to have someone outside of your family to be able to speak in turkish with. 

Hasan already refers to the house as a “Turkish household” that only gets worse when you start staying over. The amount of times that people will walk into the building and then just be yelled at to take off their shoes. 

If/When you are introduced to the stream he does not mention that you’re Turkish and lets you surprise chat with it. Like as part of your introduction stream he has you watch something that makes you frustrated and when you start ranting about half way through you just start directly rantign to him in Turkish and chat loses their collective shit. No one would be prepared for Hasan to have a hot Turkish girlfriend. 

Being Hasan’s Turkish Baby Mama does mean that your kids are speaking way more Turkish than English, I don't make the rules. At first you both agreed to do the “One Parent, One Language” thing, where one of you talk in English when it’s just you and the baby and the other parent speaks only in English when its them and the baby, however everyone in the house just speaks turkish more so eventually you give up on it. I mean the kids are going to be raised in the States, they’re bound to learn English through osmosis. 

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So, as you may have noticed, even though Hasan Piker is just about the only serious leftist streamer with a reach anywhere even approaching what the right has assembled, and he's consistently doing the sort of deradicalization work that people want men to be doing, if you actually mention him just about anywhere online a massive flock of commenters will flood the area talking about how he is a terrorist sympathizer, denies rape allegations, is a Russian psyop, ect.

If you have seen that and thought, "ah, well, the duck is racist, never mind I guess." I do want to let you know that about 95 percent of this because he has been consistently calling out the genocide in Gaza for a decade, well before the current surge of support of Palestinians post-Oct 7th. There are a few high profile streamers (most notably Destiny) with large fanbases that conflate support of Palestine and antisemitism that have instructed their followers to brigade literally any mention of the man. That's pretty much it.

Given the fact that people have actually educated themselves enough on the Gaza situation that just calling him an anti-Semite doesn't shut people's brains off like it used to on this subject, they just don't bother to bring up his Palestine takes most of the time. They'll talk about other stuff. But that's where this is coming from. Sufficed to say, the vast majority of the things you are gonna be told about this guy are straight up untrue, or maliciously and very intentionally taken out of context and twisted to be the opposite of his actual position. He's got a channel on YouTube (hasanabi), you can watch a longer segment of him discussing stuff if you want to. If what gave you a bad impression of this man is a clip that was roughly ten seconds long, or a compilation of the same, you have been misled. You can get a perfectly bad impression of the man by watching his actual takes.

He is not an uwu softboy feminist darling. He flirts on the edges of being a bit of a tankie, he's a loudass, he uses the word "bitch" way too casually. His main goal is demonstrating that men who are into typically masculine things like weights and guns do not also have to hate immigrants and women, and the result is a grating, angry, low-key toxic himbo persona that is frequently kind of jarring for people comfortable in more established lefty spaces. But it should be said that he is the best thing we've got right now rallying and growing the ranks of left wing men as we move towards being in resistance mode against the rise of fascism. He's doing the work. He's also currently the target of a very intense smear campaign, and it's pretty solely due to his support of Palestine. They are trying to make any mention of this man radioactive.

So yeah, if you've noticed that as he's become more of a topic of conversation post-election, that's what's up.

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Me schooling idiot Germans on Insta. 🙄 They insist “döner” is a German dish, just because Turkish immigrants in Germany introduced döner sandwich to Germans by adding a bunch of extra shit and made a Germanized version of it. At least they acknowledge Turkish immigrants made it , but are clueless of its history before that. And now some stupid Europeans go around thinking döner is a German invention.🙄. Döner (aka gyros in Greece aka shawarma in Middle East) ain’t an invention from the 1970s, you dimwits. The root goes hundreds of years back.

I guess one thing Hasan Piker and I agree on is how riled up we get over people talking ignorantly about Turkish food because in some past video I saw him lose his shit over it even more than me. 😬

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Intellectual authority, Emma Chamberlain, and how to prevent war

Recently I saw a post of Emma Chamberlain celebrating her graduation from High School. And good for her, I recall some years ago watching her vlogs and her complaining how school is something really tough for her mentally, so it must've taken a huge effort to get through this. Some time ago some people on TikTok were criticizing her podcast and lack of research that goes into it, which eventually turned into simple hate campaign, where every podcast clip was filled with some type of a hate comment, telling Emma to go to college, that she is uneducated, and that she is having thoughts on her podcast similar to those that they had at the age of 8. Which are both completely horrible arguments and here's why: I don't think in modern days going or graduating college is the main factor of education. And I'm talking here more about Liberal Arts not about Medicine or STEM majors. We're not living in times of Virginia Woolf anymore, where it was required to go to university to have some sort of intellectual authority. Nowadays you can gain intellectual authority simply by backing your arguments with legitimate research that would be done individually within the landscape of the internet. You have to bring receipts to the table. Most liberal arts subjects could be learned online, there is so much educational information available, it's truly incredible. Which brings me to mention that such intellectual authority is required from every influencer with a large audience. Especially, their opinion on war. And now we have fans harassing their favorites of all sorts, to give their opinion on Palestine, Ukraine, immigrant crisis and other important things. The problem is that these people know nothing (or close to nothing) about such issues therefore they can't really comment on it and call a large mass of people to action. Because it's unclear to them what would be the consequence of them pushing towards some issue. However, there are those influencers that do a more academic research based content like contrapoints (Natalie Wynn), Hasan Piker etc. That contribute intellectually and monetarily towards good causes. Maybe we should let political influencers to be political and intellectual and fashion/comedy/entertainment ones to do just that? Do we really need Trisha Paytas thoughts on how to prevent war? Would it bring any value? The American idea that everybody is entitled to an opinion about absolutely everything surrounding them when they lack any knowledge on the subject and just have some type of emotion about it is absolutely preposterous. This type of ignorance is a sin. Let's educate ourselves to have a better future.

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Ideas

Jemima is recently emancipated from shitty parents

Tugger and Misto are together and mess with each other

Demeter, Bombalurina and Sillabub are a family and Jemima has an extra key for their apartment if she needs anything

Tumblebrutus does streaming ( think like Minecraft, mixed with Hasan Piker level political commentary)

Victoria is a nice lesbian ballet dancer who may or may not be in a secret relationship with infamous Anarchist troublemaker, Rumple-Teazer (Left, Right, Centre, it doesn’t matter), there’s even a hidden door in the wall in order to be with each other

Mungo J and Rumple-Teazer run a secret DIY hormones ring for trans people (especially youth) as well as mutual aid volunteers, Deut knows, but doesn’t tell anyone because the two pay FAR more than what is owed of them and help cover those who can’t pay rent on their own

Bombalurina and Electra are queer sex workers (Lesbian and Trans Sapphic respectively), Electra is also a half Zapotec, mixed race Muxe, and can speak Spanish (which was mixed with London Cockney English to become her code of choice around Mungo and Rumple when she was under 18 and a young immigrant child, and later around Bombalurina and other fellow sex workers) and Bombalurina draws lewd art too to help pay for both Demeter and Sillabub

Pouncival is the Bitcoin bro desperately trying to hold on to the dreams of “to the moon”

Plato is the community drunk. You know the one. But like, weirdly intelligent when drunk! Dumb as rocks sober, but clever drunk, has an actual cat called Thomas

They all have an apartment complex groupchat where they can talk to each other

More than one is a pothead, “have fun figuring out which one”

Human-ish cats au but instead of them living in an alley they all live in an apartment complex like it’s tomadachj life

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There's Doodles of Rams in the Margins? Enemies to Lovers! Jschlatt x Reader x Hasan Piker (Masterlist)

Plot: As a perpetually single relationship columnist living in 21st century Los Angeles where romance seems to be dead and gone, you've always found yourself unable to fully let your guard down around men and believe in love. This trait of yours only grew to be further justified after your lifelong best friend and roommate Shae dragged you along with to an influencer party, resulting in you butting heads with a man known as Jschlatt. Seeming to embody everything you hate about men and social media stars, your prejudice against him and his insufferable pride clash at every given moment. You would love nothing more than to rid your life of him forever. However, much to your chagrin, fate seems intent on keeping the two of you as close together as possible -- LA rent isn't cheap. With Shae's long time plan to move in with Ted and the great difficulties that come with finding a roommate as a mostly-friendless recent immigrant, you'd be a fool not mutually benefit from letting the wealthy man experiencing housing issues stay with you short term. It's not like it'll mean anything, it's just for a few months. Your disdain for each other is mutual anyways, right?

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Plot: During a lunch with her best friend and roommate F/n, the love hating cynic Y/n is introduced to her new boyfriend Ted Nivision and his friend Schlatt. Little does she know, her and Schlatt would butt heads at a party later that night, leaving her storming out soaking wet and enraged, but with the phone number of a charismatic and attractive curly haired man named Hasan. Word Count: 3084

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Plot: Anxiety threatens to ruin Y/n's morning after the disaster of the night she had before. Despite this she pushes on, but her hopes of having a good day is ruined when she finds Schlatt's usual asshole self in her kitchen. Word Count: 2171