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popculty · 11 months
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“There was a point where everyone in town had said no to Polite Society, and it really knocked my confidence.” She even remembers people telling her: “‘My influences are too male.’ I’m like, ‘Who has been making cinema?!’”
The film was greenlighted thanks to the success of We Are Lady Parts, which premiered in 2021. She wrote the show after feeling demoralized by some of the offers she was getting, like being asked to co-write a project with a white male writer “and just be the brown person who can give that point of view and the rubber-stamping of his stuff.” Similarly, she was demoralized by the one-dimensional portrayals of Muslim women on screen, such as stories with “a misery porn vibe,” which bore no resemblance to her life. “I’d just been asked to do lots of really annoying shows, being asked to write dramas about Muslim women being oppressed, long-suffering,” she said. “The annoyance of having been asked to write all this stuff that wasn’t my experience of being a Muslim woman made me create Lady Parts.”
As with Polite Society, when she started pitching We Are Lady Parts, she met a lot of resistance. “We Are Lady Parts got turned down basically everywhere, except for one place, and that was Channel 4 and then Peacock,” she said. “It was a lot of people being like, ‘I don’t think we can do this. Is this offensive? Are people going to get upset?’... I’m like, ‘This is just a Muslim woman expressing joy!’”
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ah0yh0y · 10 months
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Hands down one of my favourite details in Across the Spiderverse is the fact that when Parvitr refers to his aunt may he puts her name first.
the line is “…have chai with my Maya Auntie”
Maya Auntie not Aunt Maya
Maya Auntie
and can I tell you my heart screamed with joy
this this is how us south asians refer to our aunts and uncles related or non related
and I love that they actually adhered to that
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purpleyin · 3 months
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Shadow and Bone is such an important show for representation, making people of many types feel seen and like they too could fit in a fantasy setting. For example, nuanced South Asian and East Asian representation that's important to both the actors and the fans. Multiple disabled characters where their disability is only one part of them. Queer characters where their queerness isn't used for tragedy + a rare setting free of homophobia. That's just what I can think of off the top of my head, there's other rep too I'm sure. Also, see this article on queer representation in fantasy for a quote by one of the actors, Jack Wolfe, about how he felt to have a queer role on such a show. Of course, as with many shows including diversity, Netflix cancelled it despite the data showing it was doing well. But we don't want to accept that, we want our rep back! So if you're reading this and haven't seen the show, please please consider signing to help us out (and/or watching the show, new viewers show demand for it to Netflix). We're at nearly 187,000 signatures so far and trying to get to 200,000 signatures this month, ideally by the time the billboard our fandom fundraised for goes up on January 22nd. We want to send a message to Netflix that shows like this are wanted, that they matter to people, and that we won't simply accept cancellation after cancellation of diverse shows
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estravenlover · 6 days
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normies calling for south asians to be portrayed as hot and for us to be seen as cool on tv —> lame, not activism, yeah yeah, okay yeah but why don’t we think about real issues
armand being an insane gay vampire slut (+ evil in an unsettling uncanny valley way) —> now THIS is representation…THIS is what we need 🗣️ south asian representation in western media has never been more important
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thundergrace · 2 years
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I’m not going to pull any punches: if you like messy superpower origin stories, found family feels, comic-book-esque fight scenes, and slowly unraveling mysteries, with a bonus queer, asexual, South Asian woman? Netflix’s The Imperfects is the show for you.
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emaswanned · 8 months
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I know there's a bunch of fans who have fallen out of love with the TV adaptation of The Witcher because of it's deviation from the books/games, but I don't think I can explain how wonderful it is to see an Indian Hindu woman, a person of colour, playing a powerful, beautiful female main character that is literally loved by thousands across the globe.
I'm third-generation British Indian and grew up watching shows with main characters that never, ever looked like me. I cannot applaud the casting of Anya Chalotra as Yennefer any more than I already have.
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magickgirl786 · 8 months
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as much as i like florence pugh, i really hope that the rumours of her rapunzel casting are just rumours because i really want rapunzel to be south asian/desi
my choices for rapunzel are maitreyi ramakrishnan, charithra chandran, ari afsar, or avantika vandanapu
do you guys have any other south asian/desi rapunzel choices? i'd love to hear them!
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themarysuep · 2 years
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Takbir
Allahu Akbar!
kamala yells in Arabic that Allah (her God in Islam) is the greatest
this phrase has had negative connotations in western media for so long. seeing a leading marvel hero yell it in a positive context is beautiful.
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minoritiesinpublishing · 10 months
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"But what are we doing when we cast Austen adaptations, or any Regency story for that matter, in a color conscious way? In other words, what does it mean to re-envision an all-white novel with BIPOC contemporary characters? Am I, a brown-skinned immigrant daughter who never got to read about or see characters like me in novels and films, simply reclaiming these beloved stories as my own—declaring that Jane Austen belongs to all of us? Or am I actually letting these stories off the hook, ignoring their oppressive aspects in their very recasting?"
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yikessintheyard · 2 years
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OK sorry WHERE is the hype for my girl Amerie in Heartbreak High??? they gave us brown girl rep with an actually likeable main character!! GIVE ME THE GIFS, THE EDITS, THE APPRECIATION PEOPLE
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her outfits are so cool throughout the series too!!
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Friends, if you’re looking for a super sweet, fun, touching, hilarious show to watch I highly recommend Bollywed on CBC (or CBC Gem)!
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It follows the Singh family as they run their iconic dress shop, Chandan Fashion, in Toronto’s Little India neighbourhood.
Patriarch, Jatinder Pal Singh aka Kuki (pronounced cookie) Singh, is a hilarious, smart, super passionate man with an enviable style, who loves his business, his family, and his clients. Watching this guy go to his client’s weddings and gasp at their first look in their wedding attire? TOO GOOD, TOO PURE. Then add in the classic “Pops is old school and always pushing back against his kids’ new-fangled ideas until he inevitably compromises/relents” dynamic and you literally can’t help but adore Kuki.
The other half of the parental duo is Sarabjeet “Sarab” Singh, a whip-smart and perfectly cheeky woman. Armed with her trusty sales ledger and a gentle charm, Sarab puts her foot down so suavely it takes a second for the viewer to realize she’s running this whole show as much if not more than her beloved husband.
Siblings Chandni and Chandan along with Chandan’s wife, Roop, round out the family & business not only with their clear understanding of where the business needs to go but their mission to showcase South Asian culture to the world in a way that honours tradition and makes room for modern South Asian people & the people they love.
In one of the first two episodes (I can’t remember which, sorry!), Chandan makes a point to arrange a photo shoot geared towards LGBTQIA+ people in their community and he spoke so beautifully about being inclusive and being proud to be a business that makes space for every type of person and it was so frickin’ cool.
Anyway, I’m hooked, it’s fantastic so far and I hope you’ll check it out and enjoy it as much as I have!
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i-did-not-mean-to · 2 years
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He's a 10, but... - Part 1
My darling @sorisooyaa has given me the permission to write one of her HCs/OC ideas...
And God, didn't I run with it? I am sorry...I am so sorry...
So - despite resting and having dinner with my husband - I am able to offer you the first part of this right now 🙈
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Words: 1,7k
Characters: Maglor x South Asian OC, Maedhros
Warnings: rude language
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“God, I expected so much more from you!”
Ashira rolled her eyes, adjusting the tiny plugs in her ears before they could fall out, and went on folding away the ridiculous stage outfits of the man she was essentially babysitting while her mother screeched her disappointment into the phone.
She, herself, had also at least hoped for something more fulfilling when she had accepted what she had then thought would be her dream job; after over a year of filing documents and getting coffee for pompous executives, she had believed that her day had finally come when her boss had announced to her that he thought her ready to take care of a client – a big, important client at that – on her own.
Little had she known back at that moment that minding Maglor would be akin to watching a petulant toddler on a perpetual sugar high.
“This is not what we paid a fortune in college fees for,” her mother went on pouring bitter poison into her ringing ears; she meant well, Ashira knew that, but she couldn’t help feeling deflated by the disappointment in the woman’s usually so tender voice.
“I am sorry, mother,” she whispered and – as there was nothing more to be said – she ended the phone call and almost dropped her face into the pile of garishly neon shirts she was putting away. What dreams she had once had and what courage she had lost on the way!
“Ugh,” she groaned, “that ridiculous, bratty, insufferable man-child!”
“Is he really that bad?”
She whirled around – shocked beyond words – to find a tall, handsome man leaning against the metal beam of the stage, a broad grin twisting his beautiful face into a work of art. His stunning face – pale and angular – was crowned by a halo of flaming red hair and the curve of his mouth made him appear boyishly cheerful despite the lines of sorrow and pain graven into his fair skin.
“I am sorry,” she stammered again, “I spoke out of turn.”
It would not do to be caught badmouthing her client; if she ever wanted to be promoted to an associate rather than a mere assistant manager, this kind of faux pas was certainly unforgivably careless.
“Not at all,” the man replied quickly, “I want to agree with you, but I’d love to hear your reasons!”
He strode closer now, appreciating the way her dark eyes flashed with intelligence and distrust and how the discreet golden ornaments around her slim ankles and elegant wrists caught the weak beams of the dimmed stage lights.
So this was the little assistant his brother’s manager had assigned to him, he thought, interest flaring up in his sharp mind; she was truly pretty and probably entirely wasted on an idiot like Maglor.
Due to his own predilections, he could appreciate the rich tone of her skin and the elegant curve of her huge eyes that glistened like wet ink as she stared up at him – undaunted and brave – with a tiny scowl on that soft rose petal mouth; yes, she was definitely a stunning woman and the way her feet moved into a wider stance reminded him of water flowing effortlessly and unstoppably down a ravine.
Dutiful as ever, Maedhros had heeded and followed the imploring call he had received a few days prior and – preceding his other dawdling siblings – had rushed to the remote location of Maglor’s final concert on his tour; the fact that his brother had brought up this girl at least thrice during a 5-minute call had contributed to his haste though and – now that he saw this fairy-tale princess with her unfathomable eyes and velvet skin – he understood everything.
She didn’t seem to like Maglor though and that gave Maedhros pause; if he could, he’d find out how his younger sibling had messed this up already and try to remedy the situation as fast and as thoroughly as possible. Maglor’s happiness was important to him, despite his well-meaning mockery and – as his older brother – Maedhros would do whatever was within his power to support and aid him.
“It’s just…” Ashira started but remembered just in time that it was a bad idea to go blabbing to the first good-looking stranger who came strolling into the backstage area if she truly wanted to carve out a career for herself in the music industry. The waters here were full of sharks and leeches.
“Yes?” the stranger prompted gently, freezing a few paces away into watchful readiness.
With a shrug, she gestured towards the pile of clothes and the cheap trinkets that were passed off as accessories in the elaborate and overly artificial show she had seen one too many times; she was sick and tired of it and couldn’t wait to go back home.
Maybe, she thought, it was time to admit that her parents were right and let go of her dream. She had given it a shot and not made it anywhere, and it hurt to admit that – despite her best efforts – she just wasn’t cut out for it.
“It’s such a waste,” she whispered under her breath, “I think he has a good voice, but that music? Torture. He might even be a decent-looking man if he didn’t choose to dress like a clown at a rave party for prepubescent children.”
To her utter surprise, the stranger threw his head back and guffawed until he had to brace himself against another beam not to topple over.
“I think you are spot-on in your analysis,” he panted, “but – allow me to assure you – Mags has a great voice and he’s probably not even the ugliest of the bunch!”
“The bunch?” Ashira leaned forward subconsciously in her eagerness to find a single nugget of authentic truth about the creature she had lost sight of once more, which she only remembered when she was not interrupted every two seconds.
Fatigue washed through her at the thought of having to chase Maglor through the whole backstage area to make sure that he arrived at the hotel in one piece; she was his jailor, his zookeeper, his nanny, and she resented him for squandering her precious talents on such anodyne tasks.
“Oh, he’s not told you that he has 6 brothers?” the man asked, his brow furrowing slightly, “well, I am telling you now then. Let me think, well, I suppose you’re also spending the night in the hotel? Why don’t you come over to the room,” he checked his key, “389 in an hour or so?”
“That would be highly irregular,” she retorted coldly; her head was spinning with all this new information being dumped on her so suddenly. Maglor had indeed hinted at being one of many boys at home, but she had only ever caught the odd reference here and there without paying it any more heed.
“I just want to make your life – work-life, I promise – a bit easier,” he grinned and then extended his hand, “I’m Maedhros by the way.”
“One of the brothers, I surmise?” she asked sharply, “In that case, maybe you can find Maglor and ascertain he’s not kidnapped between the venue and the hotel?”
“The pretty one,” he smirked, “who makes all the others look rather plain in comparison. And sure, I’ll wrangle the brat. See you later!”
Whistling a merry tune, he disappeared down a dark corridor and Ashira was left to wonder whether she should accept his invitation or not.
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“She moves like a dancer,” Maedhros commented later, stretching out his long legs on the pristine sheets while watching his brother towel dry his dark hair haphazardly, “have you ever seen her dance?”
“No.” Maglor made a face; he was no longer sure if it had been such a good idea to ask his oldest brother for help. Having been in a committed relationship with the same man for over a decade, Maedhros was the last person who might have offered any valuable insight into the workings of a young woman’s mind and heart, but he was unfortunately also the first person who came to Maglor’s own mind when he was feeling insecure or upset.
“I get on her nerves,” he admitted, sadness weaving hollow notes into his beautiful voice, “and I don’t know, for the life of me, what I’ve done to upset her so.”
“As the person who’s babysat you for most of your life,” Maedhros replied with easy grace, “I can tell you: You’re a damn brat. Spoiled, temperamental, and entirely impossible to take seriously.”
Then, after a pause, he added: “Also your music is awful.”
“Well, thank you brother dearest,” Maglor grunted, “and here I was thinking that you’d come to cheer me up and to assure me that I am not wasting my life.”
Maedhros cocked his head slightly, red locks tumbling artfully over his shoulder, and Maglor rolled his eyes; he had not been blessed with his brother’s gift of looking picture-perfect at all times, but he had thought that his ability to make beauty – to conjure it up by the skill of his fingers and the passion of his heart – would count for something. Now, it seemed that even that blessing had forsaken him.
“Why do you do that? Dress up like a monkey on crack? Let computer programs distort your beautiful voice?” Maedhros then asked gently, sitting up further and waving his brother closer to envelop him in a tight hug as he had always done when either one of them had been upset.
“My manager said I had to sell what people want to buy,” Maglor replied sheepishly; he cared about his music, but he knew very little about the machinations of the world. It was too easy by far to sway him by sweet words or fervent pleas and – evidently – he had lost his way on his path to fame and fortune.
“The others will arrive shortly,” Maedhros informed him carefully, “and we’ll look together into what can be done. I might already have an idea though.”
Before he could go on though, he was interrupted by a short, forceful knock.
“What…”
“Watch and marvel,” Maedhros grinned as he went over to the door of his room, “Nelyo’s still got it. Big Brother extraordinaire, the man, the marvel, the mystery.”
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So, my darling baby girl, here is my humble offering.
If you do not find this terrible, I will go on and give you shirtless Maglor, sweet kisses, and a better future for everyone!
Lots of love from me <3
@eunoiaastralwings I tag you too as a thank you for the amazing HC you put out today :D
-> Part 2
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ah0yh0y · 1 year
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friendly reminder that Audrey Rose  Wadsworth is poc and south asian specifically indian
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starlightshadowsworld · 8 months
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Crying, bawling screaming.
Because I just saw someone use the phrase "home looks good on you."
In reference to brown girls being afraid to embrace their culture.
"To the henna lovers who are to shy, wear your culture like a crown. Home looks good on you."
And I'm just gonna be sobbing in the corner because screams
Also "It's okay that every part of you is a different shade. You are the sun's work of art."
I have never heard that my heard life and I am a mess.
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJVFr9Ad/
Linked it because this needs to be seen, my god.
Also the song, girl the song is so good.
It's from Paravi, a rising 22 year old Indian American singer.
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janetsnakehole02 · 2 years
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UHM sorry Ben and Paxton WHO?? Move aside basic white boys the DESI STUD HAS ARRIVED
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@lil-stark LOOK AT HIMMMMMM
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sadboyhrs · 1 year
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Devi has two perfectly reasonable options to chose from, so does Mike
Devi had had a crush on Paxton for years because he's Paxton, not because of him, but because of who he is. Mike was led to believe that him and El should get together because she was the only girl who showed interest in him
Devi acts different with Paxton, Mike acts different with El
Devi is insecure in her relationship with Paxton and Paxton doesn't do much to stop that, Mike is insecure in his relationship with El and doesn't do much to stop that
Devi and Paxton know nothing about eachother tbh, Mike and El don't know eachother either
Devi and Paxton were shown on screen to show the audience they don't work as a pairing, Mike and El were shown on screen to show the audience they don't work as a pairing
BUT BEN AND WILL???
Devi has known Ben for YEARS, Mike and Will have known eachother since they were 5
Devi and Ben have impeccable chemistry, Mike and Will have impeccable chemistry
Devi is herself around Ben and doesn't need to hide her nerdiness, Mike is himself around Will and doesn't need to hide his nerdiness
Ben is seen as the underdog who would pick him over Paxton, Will is seen as the underdog who would pick him over 'Super Powered-El'
Devi is comfortable and secure with Ben, Mike is comfortable and secure with Will
And yet ppl think milkvan and whatever Devi and Paxton is will be endgame
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