Why are you racist when you say that Fassbender playing a Spanish is whitewashing:
all I want to say sorry if I make some grammar or spelling mistake. English isn’t
my first language because I’m Spanish
from Spain. Also, since this morning, I’m very angry with this whole topic.
I don’t use to write statements like this but I’m very tired of seeing how
ignorant people can be.
morning I saw a tweet of Max Landis (@Uptomyknees) in which he said Fassbender
couldn’t play a Spaniard because he’s white. He erased the tweet but I’m sure
you’ll find a screencapture of it on Internet. I quoted him a few times and I
wrote this things:
discovered that here in Spain WE’RE NOT WHITE. OMG I’VE BEEN LIVING A LIE. (I
was just being sarcastic).
Spain is in Europe. In Europe we don’t give a fuck about races because we’re
all fucking mixed. (I didn’t want to generalize this much but I was angry)
-I can see
why Donald Trump is being voted there. Open a book and learn about how
culturally rich people we’re. (Sorry if I offend someone, again, I was angry).
okay for an Aussie to play a Spaniard in the old Hispania but not for a
British-German to play a Spaniard after the Visigoths. OK”.
As you can
see I was very angry and disappointed. I couldn’t really understand how people
who thought they weren’t being racist, they were. If you say Fassbender can’t
play a Spaniard is because you think here we’re all latinos. And that is the
first mistake that Americans always make.
I need you
to understand two things:
here in Europe we don’t say we’re white or we’re 20% or 50% latino, African,
etc… When you Americans do that it’s really weird to us. Because we’re all
mixed, we’re not sure from where or who we came from. My ancestors could be
German because of the Visigoths or Charles V Empire, maybe French from the
Napoleonic Empire, or African from the Islamic Empire. Can you see my point? We’re
white or black, we’re Christians or Muslims or Jews, we can be from the East or
the West, from the North or the South, but at the end it doesn’t matter, we’re
all the same. Maybe I share blood with a German or an Egyptian, I don’t know
and it’s okay.
If you ask
me what I am, I’ll say I’m Spanish. And maybe you’ll ask again, “yeah, but,
what are you?” and I’ll answer the same. If you ask a German, British, French,
Italian or Polish…, they’re going to answer with the same simple answer. We’re
Europeans and being European means that our history is all connected and our
Spanish are not the same. Latino is from South America. And not all the South
Americans look or are the same, be careful with that. Spanish are from Spain,
Europe. We’re all Hispanic, because we all speak Spanish.
America people are generally darker than in Spain because of their geographic
situation, of course.
there are people very different, but we’re mostly white. Maybe you find the
olive skinned of some people from the south (mostly from the south but not
everybody who is olive skinned is from the south) as dark as the dark people in
South America, but you’re wrong, sorry. That’s because the olive skinned people
from Spain have that skin because of the Sun (so they’re just tanned, guys) or
because the Al-Andalus times. While the people from South America are darker
because of the sun, our colonization and the people who lived there before us.
say people from Spain are POC you’re saying that because you think we’re the
same as our friends and brother from South America. And I think that’s racist.
Because I’m sure you wouldn’t say that an Italian is POC and they’re our
historically, geographically and culturally buddies.But you think Spanish means South American and you think South Americans are all dark.
to the main point: Fassbender can play a Spanish perfectly. In the XV century
when the story takes place, the Visigoths and the Celtics had been in Spain. Visigoth
were from Germany (mostly) and Celtics came to Spain from the UK. Fassbender is
British and German so he’s perfect for the role.
Celebrity/Character: Michael Fassbender Requested: Yes (This is a personal imagine)
Warnings:Sexual content and strong language
Kelsey walked into the kitchen, fixing the strap of her black lace negligee. She made her way over to the fridge and took out a bottle of white wine before going to the press and getting a glass. She poured some of the liquid into the glass and took a sip, glancing at the clock. Michael would be home soon and she couldn’t wait to see him. He had been gone for the past month, filming his latest movie on location. She had missed having him around, his jokes, his arms around her at night making her feel safe. She craved his touch in certain places.
“Kelsey?” She heard Michael call out from the hallway, making her jump. She ran over to the cooker, her back to the door, and placed the glass down. “In the kitchen.” She said in a seductive tone. She heard the door open and a deep chuckle. “Making dinner for me?” Michael asked. “Why don’t you come over and find out?” Kelsey replied, the smirk evident in her voice.
Michael’s arms snaked around her waist and his head rested on her shoulder. “The photos didn’t do the negligee justice.” Michael whispered, turning his head and placing a kiss on her neck. “Did they not?” Kelsey asked, brushing her bum against Michael’s crotch. “Nope.” Michael replied quietly.
Michael slowly trailed his right hand down the lace of the negligee. “I like it.” He mumbled; “But I like what is under it more.” Kelsey gasped as she felt his had go under the skirt and begin to rub her clit. She moaned, his hands felt alien to her after so long, but also familiar. She took her hands from the counter and grabbed a hold of Michael’s thighs to steady herself, a moan escaping from her lips.
Kelsey rubbed her right hand up Michael’s thigh and over the bulge in his jeans. “Maybe we should let our little friend out?” She suggested breathlessly. Michael nodded and brought his free hand down to his jeans. He unbuttoned them and pulled down the zip before lowering them, and his boxers, a little. His erect member sprang free and Kelsey could feel it against her bum. She brought her hand over to take a hold of it and began to slowly stroke it.
Michael began to rub her clit faster and faster before he finally entered two fingers inside of her, making Kelsey moan loudly and close her eyes in pleasure. Michael brought his head down to her neck once more and began to nibble on her sweet spot, wanting to leave his mark and show the world she was his. He moaned as Kelsey pumped his member to the rhythm of her breathing.
“I need you inside of me.” Kelsey whispered after a few minutes; “I need you inside of me so badly.” She sounded desperate, but then again she was. She needed to feel him inside of her again, it had been so long.
Michael pulled his fingers out of her and brought them up to her lips. Kelsey opened her mouth and sucked her juices from his fingers, it was a familiar taste but one she hadn’t tasted since Michael had been away. He brought his other hand up her back and bent her over before positioning himself at her entrance.
Kelsey gasped, releasing his fingers from her mouth, as he entered her. He waited a moment for her to adjust before he begun to move. Kelsey moaned loudly as he pounded into her, not bothering to take it slowly after being away from her for so long. Her knuckles went white as she grabbed a hold of the counter tightly. Michael slapped her bum with one hand, making her gasp, and held onto her breast with the other hand.
“Fuck!” Kelsey exclaimed breathlessly as Michael continued to slap her, her bum cheek starting to sting. She could feel that she was close as Michael buried his face into her neck and moaned her name. They reached their climaxes together and rode it out.
After waiting a moment to catch their breath, Michael pulled out of her. Kelsey turned around and smiled at Michael. “Welcome home Mr. Fassbender.” She said before placing a kiss at the corner of his mouth. Michael backed away with a smile and watched as Kelsey made her way to the kitchen door. She turned back and looked at him. “You not coming upstairs?” She asked before giving him a wink and turning back to walk down the hallway.
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