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#accidental racism
phoenixyfriend · 7 months
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A week or two ago my sister and I were walking the dog and ran into a middle-aged couple also walking their dog
And obviously we talked dog names
They said theirs was named Meimei
Before I thought better of it, I said "oh, like the Mandarin for 'Little Sister'!"
In the second before they responded, I just about died because What If I'm Wrong And They're From A Different Country And I Just Assumed
Then they said I was right (yay) and asked how I knew that (uh oh)
And I had a DIFFERENT kind of major embarrassment
Because I had to admit I knew it due to Firefly
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theamityelf · 6 months
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The thing is, sometimes a work of fiction (or even just a character within a work of fiction) will reference a character's pale skin as indicative of their beauty or innocence, and I'll go "Oh well, it happens, it's not worth making a big deal," but then all the fan works around the character take this at face value and continue to reinforce their paleness as an indication or their beauty and/or innocence, and it just gets so disappointing. Like, I can get over Basil from Omori comparing Sunny to specifically a white tulip in the context of how pure and perfect he is, but then a bunch of fanfiction gets its hands on this idea and takes such active pleasure in how pale they can describe Sunny to be and it just becomes really annoying that the implications of this color association are being so ignored.
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haleh-is-stoopih · 2 months
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#Accidental racism
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cringe-confessional · 7 months
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Around the time the movie Selma came out, we had a small discussion on it during my Civics class. I was talking about how whack white people were to discriminate against other white people who supported civil rights. In the movie, there was some line about “White n words” and I quoted it.
In class.
In front of like 30 other people and my teacher. I thought it was cool. It was not.
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lazylittledragon · 10 months
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if one more alt character gets saddled with the "smells bad/doesn't shower" headcanon i'm going to start swinging
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Helllo i Love your art more than i love donuts and thats ALLOT.but my boy lucifer can have babys,like i dont even know how that works!make it make sense! I just wanna say thank you again for curing are boredom👍🏻
You are SO right that is high praise indeed! I'm honored! =D So here. Have a donut! 🍩🍩🍩 As for Luci, let us turn to the world's favorite 700k+ words old man fanfiction that is The Bible (tm) as according to their lore, it's been canonically stated that angels are genderless for they are beings made of the Pure Holy Spirit and- Holy SHIT! What do you know??? Our dear depressed duck dad was an angel himself and in some depictions Lilith is infertile as was her punishment for her freedom! The more you know! -Bubbly💙
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(LMAO. My guy's been traumatized. Once is enough XD)
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glacierruler · 8 days
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Making the Future
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CWs: Theft, Fantasy Racism, Accidental Misgendering, War Mentions
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Chapter 1
Fig was constantly checking their watch, knowing their mother would expect them home soon for dinner. Still, they weren’t quite ready to leave the scrapyard, as there were still so many marvelous finds to be had. Plus there weren’t that many risks, as the sentry that usually guarded this yard had switched over to the other one he was in charge of for the day. Still it was best to be cautious, because if they were caught it would be at least five years in jail. It was stupid, but that was the case with most laws.
Pulling something out of the rubble, Fig realized that they had discovered a whole robot. Their eyes started to widen a bit, they quickly stuffed it in their bag o’ junk as they called it, and started making their way to their hideout.
Fig had been walking for five minutes before the pin like pain in their legs became sharper. Pulling out their bag, they rummaged through it a bit, before pulling something that looked like a weird 3D cube out. Pressing a button a wonky, uneven, walker appeared, made out of mostly metal and each side was a bit uneven. However, the seat was made out of sanded down wood, as they didn't have leather to make it more comfortable yet. While it was still a work in progress, they used it when they could because it did make their life easier. Regretfully though, they couldn't use it often, as not even their family knew it existed, and Fig knew it would be an awkward conversation to have. So they had gotten used to using it on the tough forest terrain, still working on making it better to go over roots and other various obstacles.
Naking it to their hideout, Fig quickly looked over the robot; using the little magic they knew to look at any spots they couldn’t easily get to. They were looking for any alarms or trackers even though the sentries would’t notice nor think to track a discarded robot, because if Fig set off the alarm they would have to move their hideout again. Which was not ideal, especially with all the stuff this place held, and how long it had taken them to build it here.
Getting rid of the devices was easy enough, they would just go back to the junkyard and destroy them on their way home. The sentries would think that the rest of the scraps had destroyed the thing.
Sighing, Fig glazed longingly at their hideout, before they pressed a button and their walker became a cube again. They started heading back the way they came, putting on their gas mask, just in case the sentries spotted them on the way back. While they were part changeling and could therefore change some of their facial features, because they weren't a full changeling, they couldn't do much with it.
After disposing of the trackers, Fig went a bit away, taking off their gas mask and hid behind a tree to take a five minute walking break.
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Fig ate silently as they listened to the chaos, that was their family, surround them. Getting back home had been a journey and a half without their walker, but it was important that they put it away for things, in order to stay safe. After all if the sentries found out about it, they would most certainly be screwed. Looking outside through a window, they realized it was sunset, and they couldn’t help but be amazed at how pretty it was, even though it came by every night. It was stunning, always changing, and yet its beauty never seemed to fade, and Fig was certain that they had the best sunsets in the kingdom. Jarolend, their friend that they talked to when they could, agreed.
Still, Fig wanted to explore, they wanted to see the world. But it wasn’t safe to, not since they’re a changeling. Changelings have been viewed as one of the worse races, since before the infamous war, however that war had just made things worse.
The official narrative was that, changelings, orcs, drow, goblins, and dragons rose up in opposition to the other races. That their greed and lust for money and power drove them to their demise, that they committed unspeakable crimes, that they were evil. And everyone was just supposed to accept that, even the races that this rhetoric effected.
However, Fig had been doing research of their own, looking through their ancestors’ journals to see what it was really like back then. They were grateful that their mother kept the journals, although they were slightly less grateful that these journals were on the top shelf of her bedroom. That made it harder for Fig to look through them, and they knew their mom didn't want them looking through the journals. But Fig had always been rather curious, and they just couldn't accept the narrative that they were bad. That they were here to take someone else's place and steal their livelihood, that they were evil like the textbooks said. It helped that the town was inhabited by other unprivliged races, it helped that the elders assured them when they were kids that it was the world that was wrong. But it sucked, the culture that was stripped from all of them, in fear that they would rise up, that they would revolt against unfair laws. So almost no one in town was allowed to practice magic. That didn’t stop Fig, though they practiced in secret. Still, they wished they were able to do more, and be more free. But they couldn’t, so in public they conformed to the rules set out for them. Have a set look, and don’t change it; hair stays the same, eyes stay the same, nails stay the same. Nothing changes. And they couldn’t help but feel that’s how society was anyways, stagnant, hopeless and resistant to change. And they hated it. But that’s what their tinkering was for, it was fun to do and a fuck you to the government. It wasn’t something that did something technically, but it felt good, especially when Fig felt helpless to do anything to change the world.
“-ig! Fig!” Their head snapped up to greet their mother’s voice.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay honey? You’ve just been poking at your food all night.”
“Yeah mom, I'm alright, just wish I could visit Jarolend more often."
Fig hated lying, it always meant that it was just one more thing they couldn't share with their family. But if anyone knew that they were stealing from the scraps, well it wouldn't be pleasant if someone found out.
"I know. Maybe when you have your own money..."
"I've been trying to find someplace to work! But you know how hard it is!"
"I know, I know. Still, if you do manage to get the funds to visit your friend tell her I said hi!"
"I'll tell em."
Their mother might still be getting used to their friend’s new pronouns, as ey had come out close to when ey had left, but it still sucked that Fig had to be the one to correct her. That it felt like for all their mom’s trying, she never really got it. Despite being a changeling, and the concept of gender being fluid, that she thought the only options were girl and boy. Sometimes, it felt like while you could be either, you couldn’t be both at the same time or neither. Which isolated Fig even more as they were trying to figure themselves out. But they knew their mother didn’t mean to, and that she’s trying, so they tried not to hold it against her.
Still, they’d rather not have to correct their mother altogether, but it was how things went. So they started to eat a little bit, ignoring the looks from the rest of their family, and then went upstairs to their room, trying not to feel desperately hopeless at the state of everything. At least they’d have time to tinker and experiment with the robot tomorrow.
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wifegideonnav · 2 months
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sometimes you read a critically acclaimed book and the plot is “what if the british were oppressed wouldn’t that be so fucking sad and tragic like what if it was actually the british who got colonized (by the dastardly french). ya the peoples who actually were oppressed and colonized are still there but we’re not really gonna talk about them bc that’s not interesting we NEED to talk about this white man.”
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dune pt 2 can't even pass the bechdel test and you want me to believe it's feminist come ON
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jankwritten · 2 months
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yall wanna know how fucked up my anxiety is about some shit
i scroll past a post that's about a topic i don't like. whatever, it's fine. i scroll past a video that's a topic i don't care about. that's normal.
i scroll past a video that's a topic i don't like or care about but the person presenting it is a person of color? i IMMEDIATELY feel immensely guilty and need to "compensate" by "proving" it wasn't because of race by also skipping other random posts, JUST IN CASE someone thinks I'm racist because I didn't want to watch a video on a topic I didn't like or care about, that happened to be presented by a person of color.
this just in on: the police in my brain are loud and i'm scared of them
#this is also because i grew up in a racist area and in that culture and my own ignorance i also Was Kinda Racist#but like in that way where you don't realize it's racism until you're out of it and now feel so ashamed that you forcefully block all#those memories just so you don't ever have to associate yourself with them ever again?#(mind you I was like. 15-16 and closeted and scared scared scared all the time so I acted like the Crowd and that was awful of me to do)#BUT NOW that i've grown and am learning and have taken classes on anthropology and all kinds of stuff I just feel like I notice my own shit#like TENFOLD now#it's my anxiety overthinking thing plus if anybody ever knows I could have done anything SLIGHTLY problematic the world will explode#plus my constant paranoia that someone is always watching me and just Knows that I'm Secretly a Bad Person (even though I don't think I am?#also I feel like I need to clarify that the kind of racism in my town wasn't like. klan shit. it was like very hidden racism?#it was like. kids casually doing black accents and making jokes with racist undertones. the kind of racism where race was always#the butt of the joke instead of an outright HATED thing. and I think that's why it was so hard to unlearn#it's like that thing where in order to stop wanting to kill yourself you have to stop joking about wanting to kill yourself#this has become a vent post accidentally i'm so sorry#this is just. one of my Major anxieties that engulfs me every day because of 1) anxiety 2) potential OCD 3) being a bad person in my past#this is another reason I fucking hate florida#because I just know if I had grown up in my home town in MI I would not have been raised in that environment#and it's my own fucking fault for falling into the crowd like that.#all this to say i traumatized myself and likely some people around me by being A Fucking Idiot when I was a kid#and now adult me is doing everything in their power to not ever be that person ever fucking again#tw vent post#tw racism#tw past racism#but im better now and I know my mistakes and I refuse to make them again#fuck florida for every fucking reason under the sun
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jetstargf · 1 year
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okay so. i wasn’t going to make my own post because i am not great at writing in a professional or smart way but reblogging is not enough i need to make this crystal fucking clear.
white people in bandom and in the scene need to a) call out racism from other white people and be actively antiracist. and b) need to support and listen to poc when they experience racism and call out racism.
there’s no fucking excuse to let shit slide. it’s uncomfortable when your mutuals or your friends say something fucked up but that’s not an excuse to let it happen. it’s not fun to get in arguments but that’s not an excuse to let shit happen. you are in a privileged position. the worst that happens is you lose some followers, whatever who fucking cares. you have no excuse to stand by and let others get away with that, no matter what.
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millenari · 8 months
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Cats 98 being f‌orced to cut Growltiger due to time constraints and then 20 years later it gets cut from the musical altogether due to being weird and racist:
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queerbauten · 5 months
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I love how half this website felt it necessary to cancel Kyle Gordon—a Jewish comedian—for a character (based on Gordon and his brother themselves) they considered ableist, which then escalated to a ridiculous rap sheet that culminated in accusations of antisemitism...
... but when this site's multimillionaire faves actively throw their weight behind an apartheid state (in addition to a long list of things like broader racism, transmisogyny, biphobia, and abuse apologia), suddenly, it's complicated. it's nuanced. it's... whatever you need to sleep at night.
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liesmyth · 1 year
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🔥 + john
My hottest John take is that I wish I could take away the words "dolls" "patriarchy" and "grooming" from any #jodcourse. He did so many crimes on page! Let's not make up any
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redwiccanrobin · 9 months
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T.ERFs will argue with you until they’re blue in the face about how they’re fighting for women. Then they cuddle up and work with proud and blatant neo-Nazis. You know? The people who want black, Jewish, and Romani women dead? No matter if they’re cis or trans? But, that shouldn’t surprise me because T.ERFs often make fun of facial features that have become associated with black, Jewish, and Romani women. Don’t let them fool you. On top of being transphobes, they’re racists. They’re antisemites. They’re fascists. They’re white supremacists. Just because they slap some pink glitter on their bigotry doesn’t mean it’s not bigotry.
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hussyknee · 9 months
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what's wrong with sorority girls ?
They're institutionalized white supremacy and tribalism. Campus Greek life is a racism machine.
This is the kind of Jordan Peele movie shit that makes non-melanin deficient people reach for the holy water.
General good rule of thumb is, anything people wanna call a sisterhood/brotherhood is a fucking cult and you should run in the other direction.
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