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âIâm offended by the entire project and the lack of respect given to me â who lived through a real story and is still living it." -Vili Fualaau, the inspiration for Joe Yoo in May December
I made a post last summer about being iffy on May December because the real life man this affected (Vili Fualaau) is still alive and dealing with his trauma, and he's finally speaking out about the movie. He said he admires films that handle the complexities of real-life events and would have been willing to work together with the crew to tell his story, but he was never contacted by any of the filmmakers.
The lead in May December is Natalie Portman's character and Joe (Fualaau) plays a supporting role in his own story. The screenwriter, Samy Burch, insists that the real life case of Mary Kay Letourneau taking advantage of Fualaau was just a "jumping off point" and not their story. How strange for a film that's supposed to be about how Hollywood exploits and hurts real life individuals for "art" to do the same thing in real life.
I hate that a poc who was preyed on by a white woman, has had his story twisted and exploited by another one almost 30 years later.
#may december#vili fualaau#mary kay letourneau#joe yoo#todd haynes#natalie portman#samy burch#news#poc news#true crime#white feminism#bc that's what it reeks of to me#how dare that woman say this man's trauma was just a jumping off point#i feel so bad for villi and his daughters
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RECOUNT 2024: YET ANOTHER THREAD
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#â messeger#recount 2024#usa news#usa election#us politics#usa politics#usa#kamala harris#kamala 2024#vote kamala#kamala for president#leftist#leftism#anarchofeminism#anarchopunk#anarchism#intersectional feminism#feminism#queer pride#queer rights#black lives matter#poc rights
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LAUREN LONDON & T.I. ATL Movie (2006)
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How do you think a romance between soldier boy and a woc would pan out?
Hey there! By "WOC" I'm thinking you mean "woman of color?"
Fun fact: I actually imagine most of my reader insert characters as women of color, since I'm a woman of color myself. đđ˝ââď¸
I love this question, but I think the nitty gritty specifics would depend on her race/ethnicity. A âperson of colorâ incorporates a broad swath of races and cultures, so itâs hard to generalize while being accurate and authentic to a POCâs experience. For example, I could write a headcanon fic like:
Headcanon: A romance between Soldier Boy (Ben) and a Hispanic/Latina woman of color would include...
Because that^ is my frame of reference, being that I'm Cuban, Puerto Rican, and Dominican. đ¨đşđľđˇđŠđ´ (Hence the Midnight Espresso-verse. And speaking of, Happy Hispanic Heritage Month!)
**Even âHispanic/Latinaâ is generalizing, because there are many Hispanic/Latino ethnicities with unique aspects to their cultures that can make them very different from one another other, even if you keep the setting as America/New York within The Boys.
In general though, here are my thoughts:
Headcanon: Soldier Boy (Ben) romancing a woman of color:
She could be a good foil for him, not just helping him adapt to modern society, but broadening his horizons to her culture and her world, especially if she's a normal person (non-supe).
She would most certainly challenge him. If she's black or Latina, for example, I couldn't see either one putting up with Ben's misogynist bullshit. She doesn't have the time or the patience, no matter how damn attractive or charming he is.
If he's tenacious enough to pursue her (likely seeing her as a "challenge"), she would help open his eyes to what "a real man" actually is -- reliable, responsible, and a good man.
(Not just that BDE. đ)
She could help him see past his white privilege. Especially by showing him her culture, and how she navigates the world is much different to how he navigates the world, not just as a famous superhero, but as a white man who's gotten to be where he is because his daddy came from old money.
If she cooks (or if her mother, aunt, grandmother cooks, as in many black, Hispanic/Latino, Italian, Asian families), she could open up his horizons that way too with different kinds of cuisines that he probably hasn't encountered before. đđ˝
This would also appeal to that more traditional aspect he'd probably enjoy, of having a woman cook for him lol. Though she would remind him that having someone cook for him is a privilege and a kindness and a way to show someone you love them, not a right that should be expected.
She could also help him see how food and family is pretty entwined in a lot of cultures for ethnic/racial minorities. It could give him a new outlook on what "family" actually means.
Gah! Now you're making me want to write an actual Soldier Boy story with a woman of color. đ
(Disclaimer though: I'm very careful of not writing for voices that aren't "mine" when it comes to race/ethnicity/cultural minorities, unless I know enough about it through either personal experience or research.)
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#Soldier Boy (Ben) romancing a woman of color#soldier boy headcanon#soldier boy thoughts#don't tempt me on a new WIP#jacklesversebingo24#here we come#soldier boy imagine#soldier boy x reader#poc!reader#soldier boy x poc!reader#soldier boy x female reader#soldier boy x you#soldier boy fanfiction#the boys#the boys fanfiction#the boys x reader#the boys x you#the boys amazon#jensen ackles#jackles#jensen ackles characters#ask me stuff#zepskies answers#zepskies writes
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I wonder how many of Tommy haters ever experienced racism. My guess is a very small part of them because let me tell you one thing: you don't spend after work time with your racist coworker on your own. EVER. You don't share stories and jokes with them. EVER. You know the mental cost of spending time with a racist when you're a poc? No you don't. And you think Hen and Chim would choose to spend their free time with a racist instead of anyone else? Instead of going home? No one forced them, and there's no one else. They decided to have drinks together because Tommy changed and they want to support change.
You can call out his past behavior, absolutely, and I did it myself because it needs to be done. You know what needs to be done too? Acknowledge positive change. It's crucial to see and support change. Change is what makes the world better, little by little. But you wouldn't know if you're not a poc, right? How does it feel to be a white knight trying to get some "good ally" points from the poc you use for you hate campaign? All that for a fucking ship? Is it worth it? Do you have your ship canon now?
But please, educate me on racism and how Hen and Chim acted in S2, apparently forced (by who?) to spend their free time with Tommy.
#bucktommy#tommy kinard#i chose violence on this sunday morning#i'm tired of seeing the same shitty takes from bobs#most of them enjoy their daily privileges and then come shit on us like that?#and sure there are poc who don't like tommy#i hope they see how change is the key#if you deny people the ability to change#we ALL lose#accountability and change can and have to coexist#and i know it's a fucking game for so many of bobs and buddies#they spend their time trying to find new reasons to hate tommy and BT for a fucking ship#it's not even that deep and it makes it worse#because they use real life issues and turn them into fandom bullshit
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Moorish Prince (aka Head of an Algerian), Elizabeth Nourse, 1897
#art#art history#Elizabeth Nourse#female artists#portrait#portrait painting#poc in art#Orientalism#Orientalist art#American art#19th century art#oil on canvas#New Britain Museum of American Art
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seeing the instagram comments on that one black chat noir post took years off my fucking life what the fuck is WRONG with some people?? "thats not my chat noir" sweetheart your sunshine boy cannot read your posts you're white knighting a fake fucking guy
#a POC cat wielder is *awesome* and it should've happened sooner#adrien strictly speaking in terms of canon is not special enough to warrant this#(i mostly like him because i forced new traits onto him. i can admit that)#if it's nino i'm down because then he's getting more focus now!#and who better for adrien to hand off his miraculous to than his best friend#nino often gets shafted anyways so i think he deserves this#ml leaks
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PLEASE STOP HARASSING DECK NINE DEVS AND LIS PLAYERS WHO DON'T AGREE WITH YOU.
Death threats are not okay.
Telling people to kill themselves is not okay.
Harassing people over fictional ships is not okay.
Harassing people over their opinion of a game is not okay.
Harassing already overstressed, overworked employees is not okay. ESPECIALLY since it's been documented they've been working under discriminatory and predatory management, been through multiple crunches, and have an unidentified neo-Nazi on their team who management did not properly address and fire.
You can still be critical of a game and not harass the people who made it. Hell, you can absolutely hate a game and still be respectful to the people who made it. I'm sure the creators are far more likely to listen to the fans if we give constructive criticism than if we irresponsibly and cruelly send threats.
I know most people who see this haven't sent hate, and to those people: this post isn't about you. I massively respect you for maintaining your rationality and empathy. But for those who have sent hate or are thinking of doing so, please reconsider. Sending hate isn't going to change anything; it'll only break the fandom even further apart and stress out overworked employees. If you're going to be mad, be mad at the higher-ups at Square Enix for turning the franchise into a cash cow and at the upper management at Deck Nine for overworking and alienating their employees. (Also be mad at that 1 neo-Nazi because seriously, WTF!?)
But please, even to the worst of the worst, do not send death threats or harass people.
#in other news instead of fighting each other i think pricefielders grahamfielders marshfielders and all other shippers should come together#to say that de did a major disservice to their characters#and advocate for better writing and representation and working conditions in their next game#because i seriously feel bad for the employees who received hate after years of trying to create a good game#while dealing with awful working conditions and a discriminatory work environment#also this isn't about lis but I just have to say it:#i am so so sorry to all my fellow americans out there#i will continue to post LGBTQIA+ content here#and be supportive of poc and immigrants (legal and undocumented) and women and everyone else too#the upper class may have failed us but we will not succumb to hate#not incorrect quotes
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Elizabeth Kerekere
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
DOB:Â Born 1965
Ethnicity: MÄori, Irish
Nationality: New Zealander
Occupation: Politician (Independent/Green), activist, artist
Note: In MÄori language Elizabeth identifies herself as someone who is TakatÄpui.
#Elizabeth Kerekere#Lesbian Visibility Week#qwoc#lgbt#lgbtq#lesbianism#female#lesbian#1965#MÄori#indigenous#Maori#poc#native#irish#biracial#new zealander#politician#activist#artist#popular#popular post
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#Just me mixing my interests nothing new honestly sjsbskdbsjd...#It was hard for me to try to stylize Avdol Kakas and Pol in a Ososan style nssnskskdnd...#Specially Avdol bc there are not many PoC on ososan series if i'm right... But I DID IT nandkd#my art#Myart#Osomatsu#osomatsu san#ososan#mr osomatsu#Jjba#jojo no kimyou na bouken#jojo's bizarre adventure#jjba part 3#mohammed avdol#muhammad avdol#joseph joestar#jotaro kujo#jean pierre polnareff#noriaki kakyoin#doodle#fan art#paint tool sai#Crossover#????????
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Thatâs a concentration camp, tho.
#News#free palestine#politics#israel#democrats#republicans#woc#books#donald trump#poc#war crimes#war criminals#uk#britain#British special forces#Military
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âOne should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.â
- Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen
#academia#dark academia#poc dark academia#blackademia#black academia#dark academia clothing#dark acadamia aesthetic#low exposure#low exposure aesthetics#wine#winelover#winetime#new poets society#poets on tumblr#poetry#writer#hand written letters#letters#journaling#messycore#messy#vincent van gogh#if we were villains#curly hair#messy moodboard#messy hair#thought daughter#obsessed artist#artist#white wine
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the boy is mine âËâĄâĄ
rick grimes x black!fem! reader
since heâd arrived in alexandria, you and rick have gone from complete strangers to close friends. youâd proven to be extremely useful to his team-after all, you were a great shot and had skin tougher than steel. but now, youâve started seeing rick in a different, more romantic light. will your newly-developed crush on the police officer be reciprocated as youâd dreamed?
summary: you and rick go on a run for supplies. some hidden feelings get uncovered along the way.
NOTE: this fic takes place in alexandria era BEFORE negan (iâm guessing like s6 bc i forgot)
a/n: MY FIRST FIC EVER AAAAA iâm hoping its ok bc iâm literally just going w the flow lmao
also sorry ts took so fucking long i still have school n stuff guys đđ˝đ
genre: fluff, angst, hurt, comfort idk
warnings: blood, zombies, cursing, use of n word, near-death experience
ây/n! you ready to head out?â, rick yelled as he leaned against a silver sedan parked in front of Alexandriaâs gates.
after finding yourself caught in a conversation with maggie and glenn, you quickly swooped your head around to acknowledge the gruff man, your eyes widening at the sound of his southern drawl lingering on your name.
âyeah, Iâm cominâ!â you croaked, creasing your lips into a nervous smile. after a moment, you made your way over to his car, backpack slung over your back.
you and rick were headed to a small, nearby grocery store that an old-time alexandrian claimed was hidden away from the frequent commotion of the town. there was a 50/50 chance that it mightâve or mightâve not been looted, but you both werenât willing to skimp out on this rare opportunity. after all, the community was running short on food and supplies-it started getting obvious that it was once people were given smaller portion sizes than normal.
and it was you who, stupidly enough, agreed to check out the area with none other than your best friend youâve been harboring a crush on, rick grimes.
you were intrigued with the man from the moment he stepped foot into alexandria-he lowkey terrified you, him AND his group, but that only sparked your urge to get to know them a bit more. you didnât actively seek interaction with them- it was by really by circumstance when you had the chance to kinda intermingle with them all. you forgot how you and rick even met each other, to be honest. he knew you were a good shot and had skin tough as nails, thatâs for sure. you had grown into something of a maternal figure for Carl, his teenage son, although it took a while for him to finally warm up to you. you couldnât blame him, to be honest. you knew heâd been through some rough shit-he told you about his mom and what he was forced to do to her after sheâd been bitten and just delivered judith, his month-old half-sister. nonetheless, you and rick were both each otherâs rocks; he cared for you unlike anyone else in alexandria, and you adored certain things about him-his deep, southern voice when he gently called your name. the traces of vanilla and bourbon cologne left on his clothes despite sweating all day-most of the time he didnât even bother trying to put it on, but the days he did, you subconsciously noticed. him surprising you with 90âs rnb album CDs that heâd snatched on his runs- once heâd surprised you with a whole erykah badu album, and since then, youâve kept it under lock and key inside your nightstand. his damp, ruffled hair as he stops by your house for a towel to dry it off because he never seemed to have any of his own; you let him in without much question, of course, but for the past few weeks heâs been on your porch steps, your heartâs been pumping at speeds youâve never experienced before-at least, not in a while-a zombie apocalypse ruins oneâs concept of love when the one youâre in love with can slip from your fingers in a heartbeat.
but could it be? could you really be in love with your best friend in a zombie apocalypse? you were sure of it, but horrified to know if he felt the same, which is why you didnât even realize your leg was was anxiously bouncing up and down on the floor of the car untilâŚ
ây/n. you alright?â
âhuh? oh y-yeah, iâm good. whatâs wrong?â
ânothinâ, youâre just..extra quiet.â
âdo i need to start talkinâ?â you didnât mean for that to come off as rude as it did. you were just nervous, nervous about what heâd tell you if you told him how you truly felt.
âno, no, itâs fine. you donât gotta say nothinâ if you donât feel like it.â
aww shit, now i feel bad, you thought. you tried your hardest not to sink into the car seat in shame so he wouldnât notice yet another thing off about you today. you tilted your head to the window.
âwe made it.â in what seemed like a flash, you and Rick were parked outside the convenience store. did you zone out that hard? not that it mattered anymore. you climbed out of the car and you both took a closer look at the store. it was abandoned all right-at least, it couldâve just looked that way-but it still looked intact. untouched by the world. you hoped that would also apply to whatever awaited inside.
bigger than what i thought itâd be, you thought as you peered at the building.
âbigger than i thought it would be.â rick said aloud.
is this nigga reading my mind..? you thought. âletâs just hope thereâs no walkers on the inside.â you said in an attempt to reassure yourself that there were no undead lurking around.
You looked back at Rick for a response or some sort of agreement, but when you did, out of the corner of your eye you saw him damn near snap his neck just to stare back at the store. he cleared his throat loudly. the gesture alone radiated an anxious energy, something you had almost never sensed in the man since knowing him. it was kinda like he was afraid of getting caughtâŚwaitâŚ
..was rick staring at you? and how long had you gone without even noticing?
if he was staring, it certainly wasnât for no reason. you are undoubtedly stunning, so much in fact that some people were envious of your beauty before and during the apocalypse. your rich, brown skin, glistening in the hot, june sun, and your thick, coily hair, pulled into a low puff, were just a few of your most admirable features, both inside and out.
shaking the thought off your mind, you both finally approached the building, carefully peeling open its glass doors and sliding inside. you knew the drill already, but rick felt the need to tell you again, which wasnât to your surprise at this point. âiâll take the left side, you take the right. weâll use our walkies to communicate-if youâre in trouble, iâll be right there, alright?â you nodded in compliance-you both knew you could handle yourself-but you couldnât help but bite down a smile when he said that. his low, whispery voice was strangely reassuring, like he cared for you as a lover instead of a friend. you felt your cheeks begin to burn-itâs not really like he could tell anyway, for obvious reasons, but also because it was dark as hell in the store- you assumed the owners didnât survive long enough to pay the electricity bill.
you were shocked to see that the aisles were just barely looted-you weâre expecting them to show signs of being scavenged at least a bit, but there they were, filled to the brim with food that would just about save Alexandria from starvation.
you clicked on your walkie and held it up to your mouth. âholy shit.â is all that could manage to come out of your mouth right now.
âlooks like we hit the jackpot.â rick replied on the on the other line. he already knew what your âholy shitâ meant.
with caution, you strolled down the âcanned goodsâ aisle, looking up and down each section in awe. you came to an abrupt stop in front of one of the rows, gazing at everything in stock until your eyes settled on a can of peaches. you knew they were probably expired, you expected everything else in there to be, but you were curious to see what the expiration date read on its back, to see how long itâd been since the world went to hell. you held the can in your left hand, examining the date on its back: 10/18/09; itâd been expired a year before the apocalypse even beganâŚ
didnât think itâd be that expired.., you murmured to yourself as you creased your lips into a disgusted frown. just as you began to set the specimen back on the shelf, a loud thud from underneath the rack sent it bouncing upwards, startling you so badly that the can slipped from your fingers and splattered onto the floor into a mushy mess. somehow, there was a walker under there, reaching its pale, maggot-infested limbs out to grasp at your leg. your eyes immediately traveled to the undead as you quickly thought of how you could quickly end its 2nd life. you frantically tugged your imprisoned foot backwards in an attempt to break free, reaching into your leather sheath and pulling out your dagger halfway, but, soon enough, you were met with an even more terrifying scenario. your back clashed violently with the rack behind you, and a walker on the other side, suddenly aroused by the sound and the smell of your human flesh, reached its spindly hand through a wide, open hole in the decaying rack. its hand curled around your throat with enough pressure to keep you pinned to the shelf while you also tried to free your leg from the walker below you.
âRICK, I NEED HELP!â you yelled out into the aisle. it was a risky move and could probably attract even more walkers than what was already threatening you, but you couldnât get a good grip on your dagger and that was the only weapon you had. calling for backup was the only option you had left.
the oncoming presence of death pricked at prodded at your skin like thorns. the thought that-in that moment, you could be bitten, and all of your hopes and ambitions for the future could immediately be crushed-left you speechless, stricken with terror.
just as the walker grabbing at your neck prepared to take a bite out of it, rick appeared and stabbed it right in its head. just after you finally freed yourself from its grasp, the man noticed the walker on the ground and stomped on its skull, leaving a bloody, mushy mess on the floor, but you were too panicked to even notice.
an exasperated sigh escaped your mouth. âoh my God, rick, youâre a lifesaver-â
your rushed, panicky words were interrupted when he suddenly crashed his lips onto yours. your eyes immediately widened at the sensation of his coarse lips pressing onto yours, soft and plump, then slowly fluttered shut. your breathing, at first rapid and filled with anxiety, had simmered down into slow and steady breaths as his lips passionately devoured yours. almost subconsciously, he trailed his right hand, roughened with scars and calluses, on the nape of your neck, holding you closer than ever before as he rested his left hand on your hip. his ocean blue eyes drifted shut as he explored you, desperate for your touch, before he slowly pulled away from the kiss to give you some time to breathe. you fluttered your eyes back open and waited for him to look up at you.
âiâm-iâm sorry, i shouldnât have done that, just so randomly. fuckâŚâ rick babbled rapid apologies before a frustrated, shaky sigh escaped from his mouth. without thinking, you cupped his cheek, burning with the embarrassment of his decision, and leaned into him, rewarding him with a kiss of your own; it only seemed fair after he saved your life and your heart in only a matter of seconds. his eyes fluttered shut at your touch as your other hand tangled into his neatly combed hair. you let the feeling of your lips gently pressed together linger for a few seconds before you slowly pulled away. you felt your heart buzzing with excitement but also with relief, now that you knew that heâd been storing feelings for you this entire time. a confident grin appeared on your face as you looked up at him.
âi like you too, grimes.â
-the end. â.ŕłŕż*:シ
#black reader#rick grimes x reader#rick grimes x black reader#twd rick#the walking dead#andrew lincoln#new fanfic#black!fem!reader#x black fem reader#rick grimes x black!fem! reader#x poc reader#rick grimes x poc reader#daryl dixon x reader#rick grimes fluff#friends to lovers#my man my man my man#I need him so bad I swear to GODDD#erm anyways!#poc!reader#black!reader
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Diverpoc
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A gender for those who don't experience being trans in a traditional or "normal" sense due to being a person of color.
Made by me.
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