i want to be stereotyped

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hes so expressive and i love him and i was this 👌 close to redrawing every single frame

I want villains who go against the stereotypical bullshit that “evil cannot love” or whatever.

I want villains who spend months in their creepy dark lab building the death ray with their best buddy and hug each other when the superweapon is finally complete.

I want villains who fall madly in love with the other evil prince or princess they married to consolidate their power.

I want villains who tell bedtime stories to the little clone they created to be the successor to their throne and order their minions to get the clone a cup of warm milk because she can’t sleep.

I want villains hanging out with their best friends and acting like dorks while they bowl with their enemies’ skulls.

I want villains who are both evil and real, and real people have friends and families and loved ones.

“I want a mainstream comedy show that doesn’t resort to homophobia/transphobia/racism/sexism/ableism for its jokes and is actually funny”

“I want a show where a gay, black person is in a position of power and is good at what they do” 

“I want a show that addresses racism, homophobia, and sexism in a respectful manner while also being funny and lighthearted overall”

“I want a show with a diverse cast and characters that aren’t cheap stereotypes” 

“I want a show that addresses the issues with our justice system, including high incarceration rates, police brutality, and racism.” 

“I want a comedy show with actual plot and characters that I’ll get attached to.”

anonymous asked:

I don't know if this is something i should ask on this blog (feel free to delete if its not) but i heard the chainsmokers said something racist, do you know what it was?

This is definitely something I am willing to answer. The video has been taken down. But yesterday at about 10AM KST, the Clamslappers posted a video of an interview in China for Ultra Festival on Twitter. And the host asked whether or not one of the guys (idk their names and I don’t want to know their names) whether he brought his dog. And he made a “joke” implying that dogs aren’t safe in China because of the typical Asian stereotype that all Asians eat/slaughter dogs. The guy didn’t say this specifically, but it was implied through his silence when asked why he didn’t bring his dog and after the host realized what he was implying the Clamslappers and the host laughed together. The caption was also the laughing (with tears) emoji. Later, (I just checked now because I have them blocked), the member (again idk their names) posted an apology saying that it was because he heard dogs get slaughtered in China (you can find it here: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DJdyhAcUMAAr8Fk.jpg:orig), but it was still a racist comment based off of old stereotypes and it frustrates me to an incredible extent. The fact that they make these remarks and laugh about it makes me mad. While he said this is why he didn’t bring his dog, I’m sure he was making a joke about Chinese and Asians in general. If he was truly worried about his dog, he would have looked concerned or sad or made a comment about saving dogs in the interview. Instead he made a cheap “joke” and attempted to cover it up with a campaign to fight against dog slaughter. What makes it even more upsetting is that they are collaborating with BTS, a South Korean boy group. I know a lot of you guys won’t agree with me, but yeah. Also for those fans that are worried about whether or not dislking or not supporting the Clamslappers makes you a bad ARMY, it really doesn’t. Fact of the matter is we love BTS not them. Just because we love BTS doesn’t mean that we have to be fans of those people. I’m going to add this because I don’t think some of you get it. I am Asian, I have lived through ugly Asian stereotypes, remarks, “jokes.” Don’t make comments about the Asian experience and say “well this sterotype applies sometimes.” It doesn’t matter. It was a cheap ugly “joke” and should not be tolerated.
- Kylie

another effect of infantilizing trans men is that you’re (probably 100% unintentionally) pushing them into feeling forced into performing toxic masculinity so they don’t appear weak, so they aren’t compared to children or puppies, so they’re not just ‘soft cute sweet adorable pure bundles of fluff’

it pushes people into thinking the only way they’ll be accepted as another guy is to uphold rigid stereotypes of masculinity and become rough and imposing so they’ll be considered anything but a soft and vulnerable smol baby

and (this is at least what i’ve seen many trans women say from their experiences & their posts) constantly using language of brutal submission to trans women and forcing acts of violence onto their character without taking into account who they are as people ‘step on me/beat me up!!!/goddess who could kill me and i would be happy’ can push an even harsher pressure on performing femininity for them when society is already forcing that

being trans isn’t about conforming harshly and at the will of others to gender roles in order to be respected with language that’s not dehumanizing or infantilizing or fetishizing, it’s just about wanting to be respected and to be able to live happily how we feel comfortable presenting ourselves and who we are. there are so many things i want to do, that i want to wear and enjoy, but language like this terrifies me into not trying things out, into being what people want me to be and want to see me as based on stereotypes  than what i want for myself just so that i’ll have my basic humanity respected and it should not be that way

anonymous asked:

If one hypothetically wanted to read your Eldritch Abomination Garfield fic, how would one go about finding it as directly searching for 'garfield' hypothetically does not include the fic?

“They bought it?” Lyman asked as Jon hung up the phone.

“I got the contract,” Jon confirmed, dazed. “I’m — I’m syndicated.”

“You did it, man!” Lyman said, clapping him on the back. Odie barked.

“They’re already thinking about merchandising deals,” Jon continued, staring into space.

“I told you things were going to turn around for you,” Lyman said with a nod. Odie continued barking, making it clear that he was not just trying to be supportive. “Hey, look, I’ve gotta take the dog for a walk. If the alarm goes off while I’m gone, can you take dinner out of the oven?”

“Yeah,” Jon said, with no real conception of what he was agreeing to. He still had not yet finished processing that phone call, the idea that he was going to be paid, consistently, that he was a working cartoonist, that his comics would be in papers. Merchandising deals. Merchandising.

It was not until he heard the door that Jon realized he was alone in the apartment.

Just him, and Garfield.

From the corner, it growled.

Jon’s heart spasmed; he hadn’t realized it was in the same room. “H—hey,” he said. It would have been a dumb thing to say if it was a normal cat. It was a dumber thing to say under the circumstances. Its eyes glowed red in the shadows. “How are you?” he asked, then winced as the cat growled again. “Heard the good news?” he asked weakly.

MY END OF THE CONTRACT HAS BEEN FULFILLED

It rumbled through his brain like an earthquake, words without words. He covered his ears even though it wouldn’t help. “Yeah, thanks for—”

I WILL FEED

Jon’s heart spasmed again, overwhelmed with the sense of a hunger not his own. “Right, about that—”

YOU WILL FEED ME it said, words written in blood, thick and hot.

“—yes, I got that, I’m just not really sure what I’m supposed to—”

MEAT and the word throbbed, tore.

“Would chicken be okay?”

UNACCEPTABLE it said in broken bone and jellied marrow.

“I don’t want to stereotype you by assuming you want to eat my roommate—”

YES GIVE ME HIS HEART it said, pulsing, torn flesh.

“—but you can’t eat Lyman.”

I͇̤͜ ̭̩W̨͕̪̠͙I̧̫͍͕̤̥̥̥L̜̜̭͔̪͢L̡͉͍͍͓̣ ͇F̤̜E̤̱̼̩͙̺͢E̥̳̫D̯͚̰ͅ

The glowing eyes moved from the shadows, grew larger, taller. Hellfire, if fire could cast dark instead of light, orange and red, fire and blood. The indistinct shape that might have been a cat became an indistinct shape that might have been a man, large, always large. Jon shrank back as it stretched to fill the room, tried not to look directly at it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin, even though it couldn’t have been, because he was still wearing his jacket.

There was a chiming sound.

WHAT WAS THAT

“Uh.” Jon swallowed, hard. “Dinner?”

FOOD

“Yes,” Jon said, “but I don’t know if you can eat people food…”

Garfield sat in the middle of the floor, wide as it was tall. Its gaze was baleful.

“Right. You can eat whatever you want.” Slowly Jon inched around the cat to head toward the kitchen. “I don’t really know what it is, though. It might be… vegan.”

Garfield hissed, the sound of pain, and Jon fled toward the oven.

I SMELL MEAT

Jon stopped himself from telling the cat get off the counter. “I think it’s a casserole,” he said, removing the dish to set it on the stove. He gingerly removed the lid, his hands safely wrapped in oven mitts. “Oh. It’s lasagna.”

GIVE IT TO ME

“It has to cool,” Jon said. Garfield hissed again, and the sound turned Jon’s blood to fiberglass. He backed away, and the cat leapt bodily and entirely into the baked pasta. It did not seem bothered by the fact that the pasta sauce was still bubbling, and Jon tried not to look at the void of its mouth. A black hole rimmed with fangs, an absence of all light, drawing in all that it touched to disappear within.

WHAT IS THIS it asked, and a hellfire paw batted at a stretchy piece of mozzarella.

“… cheese?”

The cat-shaped thing nodded, still sitting in the dish of lasagna.

WE DO NOT HAVE THIS

“You don’t have cheese in hell?”

It nodded again.

“I guess that’s what makes it hell.” If Garfield appreciated this observation, it did not show it. It cracked open its maw again, more lasagna disappearing, and Jon looked away. “That lasagna was supposed to feed us for a week,” he sighed. “How much longer do I need to do this?” he asked.

UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED

“Until I’m satisfied?”

YOU MUST FEED ME TO SATISFY YOUR HUNGER

Realization dawned. “Wait, but — I thought this was a one-time thing.”

IT WAS NOT

“If you leave, I get fired?”

PERHAPS

“So I might still be able to make it on my own.”

DO YOU BELIEVE YOUR SKILL IS ENOUGH TO BRING YOU ALL THAT YOU DESIRE

Jon thought of the portfolio sitting in his room, and sagged. “… no.”

It grew, limbs stretching, claws turning to fingers and then claws again. It sat on the counter like a solid mirage, licking red from its hands.

YOU WILL HAVE RICHES BEYOND YOUR WILDEST DREAMS it said in truffle oil and fur and gold. SO LONG AS I AM FED YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HUNGER

Syndication and merchandising deals and maybe someday a cartoon on television. His signature in every newspaper in every house in the country. In the world, even. He raked his fingers through his curls and tried not to look at its claws.

“I guess I’m stuck with you, then,” Jon said.

It didn’t slide off the counter the way a man would, shifted off like drifting smoke or licking flames, stood and was no shorter. Tall and broad and solid, a weight to its presence as it moved closer. Jon shrank back again as it loomed, and this show of submission seemed to please it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin again, and he shivered.

YES YOU ARE



Extremely Stereotyped Horoscope Post

Aries: FIRE BAM BOOM SPORTY ATHLETIC ENERGY HIGHKEY DON’T CARE

Taurus: FOOOOOOOD…….zzzzzzzz

Gemini: Yah, and then I was like noo way gurl and WAIT SOMEONE TEXTED ME SHUT UP I’M TRYNA TALK

Cancer: *sniff* that was sO MEAN and OMG CUTE

Leo: I GET WHAT I WANT AND I’LL BE YOUR KIND AND AWESOME RULER

Virgo: Wait, hang on while I google this, and no don’t touch my stationery and EW ARE THOSE GERMS

Libra: I’m better than y’all. End of story. *Twirls on their heel and back into their perfectly balanced lives*

Scorpio: SHUT UP I can’t plan a murder with all this talking

Sagittarius: Yeah gimme one of those and wait no I want that one WAIT WAIT WAIT I just realised I have to go

Capricorn: SO MANY THINGS TO DO AND SO LITTLE TIME but hey gotta get these papers organised 

Aquarius: OOWEEOOHWOO spaceships and technology and LALALALALALA HAHA weird what are you talking about me did you just call me weird

Pisces: *doodles on worksheet* wait do you need help with your stuff I could help…you know….if you want me too…

i’m sick of all this “popular jock has crush on nerd he beats up” do you know what i want. i want a stereotypically popular cheerleader who has a crush on the weird girl who’s always studying and who her friends make fun of and who she always catches glancing at her in the hallway and who’s at the top of their class and who’s always picked last in gym and whose glasses are broken during dodgeball and who comes to one of the football games just to see her cheer and who asks her if she wants to go to mcdonalds after the game and who kisses her after sharing a large soda and medium fries

Types of types (type stereotypes)

because I answered a few asks and this seemed pretty popular, here’s some:

ENFP:

  • The chill, friendly ENFP
  • The Unchill, unfriendly ENFP: Like the chill, friendly ENFP, but not chill or friendly….so bacically, not the chill, friendly ENFP….
  • The Deep ENFP
  • The Fake Deep ENFP: Like the deep ENFP, but not deep….still great tho
  • The Shark ENFP: Like the other ENFPs, but actually a shark.

INFP:

  • The Adorable, Caring INFP
  • The Punk INFP: Like the adorable, Caring INFP, but angry at the world.
  • The Sad Bowl of Gummy Worms INFP: Like the punk INFP, but a sad bowl of gummy worms.
  • The “I have so many dreams” INFP
  • The Shark INFP: An INFP Shark.

ENFJ:

  • The heroic ENFJ
  • The manipulative ENFJ: Like the heroic ENFJ, but not….not at all.
  • The Friend ENFJ: like the heroic ENFJ, but instead of fighting evil, they just try to set you up with everyone
  • The Mom ENFJ: Like the Friend ENFJ, but really overbearing
  • The Shark ENFJ: Like an ENFJ, but a shark.

INFJ:

  • The Wise, Friendly INFJ
  • The Deep, Dark Mysterious INFJ: Like the Wise, Friendly INFJ but darker…and more mysterious
  • The Spooky INFJ: Like the Deep, Dark Mysterious INFJ, but can disappear at any time….watch out
  • The Awkward INFJ
  • The Shark INFJ: An INFJ that’s also a Shark

ENTP:

  • The Easygoing, Adventurous ENTP
  • The Bullshit their Way through Life ENTP
  • The Argumentative Little Brat ENTP: Like the bullshit their way through life ENTP, that likes to bother people
  • The Superiority Complex ENTP: Like the Argumentative Little Brat, but much, much worse.
  • The Shark ENTP: An ENTP that’s a shark

INTP:

  • The Adorable, genius INTP
  • The “aLIENS ARE rEAL” INTP: Like the Adorable, genius INTP, but gets behind some pretty interesting theories.
  • The “Oh shit I forgot” INTP
  • The “OH SHIT I FORGOT” INTP: Like the Oh shit I forgot INTP, but this time it was something really important.
  • The Shark INTP: Seems like an INTP, but is actually a shark.

ENTJ:

  • The Cool, Confident ENTJ
  • The Super Loud and Intimidating ENTJ
  • The “Probably running for political office” ENTJ: Like the super loud and intimidating ENTJ, but probably running for political office
  • The Extremely Organized and somewhat scary ENTJ: a hybrid of all three
  • The Shark ENTJ: A shark that’s an ENTJ.

INTJ:

  • The Chill, Slightly Intimidating INTJ
  • The Hot INTJ: Like the Chill, Slightly Intimidating INTJ but hot af.
  • The “I hate you all” INTJ: An INTJ that hates u all
  • The EVIL INTJ: Basically any villain ever written (sigh)
  • The Shark INTJ: Like an INTJ, but a shark

ESFP:

  • The Life-of-the-Party ESFP
  • The NOT Life-of-the-Party ESFP: they don’t actually like partying….
  • The Overly Dramatic ESFP
  • The “We’re friends right?” ESFP: like the Life-of-the-party ESFP, but they just wanna be friends with everyone….and they’re not 100% sure…
  • The Shark ESFP: All of the above. But a shark.

ISFP:

  • The Free-spirited, Emotional ISFP
  • The “I’m always crying” ISFP: Like the Free-spirited, emotional ISFP, but is always crying.
  • The Terrible Flirt ISFP
  • The “I liked that before it was cool” ISFP
  • The Shark ISFP: The ISFP that’s a shark

ESTP:

  • The Asshole ESTP
  • The “I’M GONNA FIGHT THAT” ESTP
  • The “I’LL DO ANYTHING ON A DARE” ESTP: Like the “I’m Gonna Fight that” ESTP except their recklessness is not restricted to fighting things.
  • The Nice, Fun-loving ESTP who may push your limits but really isn’t an Asshole ESTP.
  • The Shark ESTP: Like a normal ESTP, but a shark.

ISTP:

  • The chill af, can solve any problem ISTP
  • The “I don’t give a fuck, I’m gonna go skateboard” ISTP: Like the Chill af, can solve any problem ISTP, but preoccupied with their skateboard
  • The “yea, I’ll fix that, but I don’t want to” ISTP
  • The Uncle that built your deck ISTP
  • The Shark ISTP: An ISTP that’s obviously a shark

ESFJ:

  • The BFF, Always there for you ESFJ
  • The “Let me make you food” ESFJ: Like the BFF, Always there for you ESFJ, but willing to prepare food for you.
  • The “Ewww Becky” ESFJ: That one character from any kid’s show about high school that was a terrible stereotype and extremely unlikeable.
  • The Best at Hugs ESFJ
  • The Shark ESFJ: All of the Above, but also a shark.

ISFJ:

  • The Caring, Humble ISFJ
  • The “I have a Diary” ISFJ: The ISFJ who writes everything in a diary.
  • The “It’s okay” ISFJ: Like, the Caring Humble ISFJ, but too humble.
  • The Quiet Friend ISFJ: That one quiet friend you have…yeah…
  • The Shark ISFJ: They’re an ISFJ, but also a shark.

ESTJ:

  • The hardworking, loyal ESTJ
  • The “I’m always right” ESTJ
  • The “corrects your grammar in an argument” ESTJ: Like the “I’m always Right” ESTJ but gets on my nerves to the point where….nevermind.
  • The Competitive, but not overbearing ESTJ who will probably get far in life: Like the Hardworking, Loyal ESTJ…but even more awesome.
  • The Shark ESTJ: An ESTJ that’s a shark.

ISTJ:

  • The Reliable, Logical ISTJ
  • The Dad ISTJ: Probably your dad right now….
  • Elsa
  • The Deserves a Break ISTJ
  • The Shark ISTJ: The ISTJ that’s probably a shark.
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“My goal is to break through Hollywood, with a different image of Asian actors and Asian faces, and to break through that stereotype of ‘little Asians’. I definitely want to make that connection — something hopefully bold and loud — between Hollywood and Asia. I hope we will see Asian men in lead roles, instead of small parts.” – Godfrey Gao

On The Edge With You (Spencer Reid x Reader)

My first Reid smut! Just an idea that popped in my head. PWP. Spencer Reid x Reader smut. The reader wonders just how Spencer gained his stamina in the bedroom, he shows her just how he gained that skill.


“Spencer, can I ask you something kind of,” You hesitated, “Personal?” You were both on his couch, you lying down with your feet in his lap. It was one of his rare weekends without a case or paperwork. You both opted for a quiet night in after going out to lunch.

“Sure?” He said looking up from his book, a little concerned. “We’ve been together for months Y/N, I hope you know you can ask me anything.”

“How do you last so long in bed?” You blurted out, trying to ignore the heat rising in your cheeks. You didn’t mean for it to sound so accusing. It was a valid question though, just the night before you came three times before Spencer even seemed close to finishing. It got you curious, and even a little worried.

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satanslesbianmother  asked:

I am creating a black female character for a story that takes place in an area where...well, she's surrounded by white people who are almost obsessively politically correct, to the point of enforcing "colorblindness." I feel it's important to her character and to authenticity for her to react to her white friends being intimidated around the subject of race, but I don't want to end up writing the white person's "ideal black response" unintentionally. Any pointers?

Black Girl Living in a “Colorblind” Environment

Hey there,

Wooow, that’s like my entire life over here. Yes, I do have some pointers, but they’ll mostly just be my thoughts and experiences. Not everyone will have the same reactions as I do, but I hope this will help.

Internalized Racism

So I’ll just start by saying this is the perfect breeding ground for internalized racism. It is an everyday thing so subtle, so normalized absolutely every time, that the racism is hardly ever recognized for what it is. If your character is somewhat like me or people I know, they will struggle with the urge to not stand out, try to assimilate into the dominant culture or distance themselves from their culture(s) at the expense of their own identity, feeling the need to compensate and deflect stereotypes. They’ll be gaslit left and right, and replying with anything other than silence or agreement will most of the time start discussions or fights. They might at times feel like they’re living a lie, feel out of place and start questioning themselves. There’s more but you get the gist of it.

Reactions to Environment

Now most reactions will come down to: 

1) completely rejecting the white people and their culture,

2) trying to become like the white people and take on their views, 

3) or social withdrawal. 

What they all have in common is A LOT of unease surrounding your roots, your race and expressing your true self. 

Daily Struggles

There will be a lot of tension and anxiety when matters of race surface, even when they don’t end up mentioned or discussed. Feeling like you don’t belong, that you’ll only be accepted as long as you keep your mouth shut about racism.

Feeling unsafe comes to mind. I imagine your character desperately searching for people who might be different, looking for friends of color online, trying to make sense of their experiences by searching online, that sort of thing. If they do try to express themselves it’s because that person gives them the feeling that they just might be a bit more understanding than others and might get into discussions desperately trying for them to understand them. I imagine them not wanting to be seen as a stereotype while not wanting their race/roots/ethnicity pushed aside. High chances they will be passive aggressive about it because they lack any other meaningful way to express themselves. 

Of course there will be Black and brown people who’re content with assimilating into a culture like this. Good for them. But plenty of people also force themselves to believe that in order to survive. 

That’s what most of it comes down to. Surviving an environment that’s hostile towards you while it masquerades as your dear friend. 

~ Mod Alice

Daily Struggles - Racism & Racial Tension

In middle school, I had this friend. I was telling her a story involving someone else when she asked a strangely-worded question. 

“Did she look like you or me?” 

I was all “huh” until she pointed to my arm, my skin.

“Like you…” She said, then pointed to her own arm. “Or like me?”

I instantly fed off of the race-is-scary vibe and just muttered “Oh, like you…”

I grew up in a slightly less intense version of Alice’s environment, and my experience was passive-aggressive racism (micro-aggressions) with both the micro-aggressions and aggressive racism brushed over and kept low key. (That lady moved her purse when you walked by because she thinks you’ll steal it? Nah, she just needed it to warm her lap!)

I rarely felt the heat of racism. It wasn’t as blatant. Still, it happened in pockets.

Daily “racial tension” would be stares in public because seeing a Black person in the supermarket was a marvel. At school and other frequented places, well, they get used to you, so unless you’re the very new kid, it’s not likely she’d be made awkward on the day-to-day for existing (At least not until slavery is discussed and everyone is turning their heads to stare at her..).

Colorblind Environment and Balancing Culture

Alice hit the main points. Some reject the dominant culture, some embrace it (and may even allow and make race jokes at their own expense to cope) and some withdraw completely. I don’t think anyone fits into any neat category. 

Consider that your character may fall on a scale of embracing her situation, and rejecting some aspects. No one person is the same. 

I think background and home life will affect how she copes in this environment. I moved into my super-white town at a pretty young age, prior to that growing up in a culturally-diverse city and had sisters who did as well. We were able to embrace our culture at home among each other and other family even if that openness could not be experienced with most people in the neighborhood. If I’d been older before I moved, I probably wouldn’t have given a damn a bit more, or rejected more of the environment’s culture, but hey. 

Either way, it’s very possible for her to blend and embrace more than one culture. But how one embraces or how much, depends on the person.

Now, embracing different culture depending on the environment and code-switching doesn’t mean you’re at a cultural crisis or both sides cannot co-exist. For example, while I was made awkward about race in one experience, around that same age and time, I brought a bigger celebration of Black History Month to that same school by approaching administration on the severe lack of it. With permission and the help of friends, we made posters and announcements celebrating prominent Black leaders and inventors. That would not have happened if I didn’t have cultural pride being nourished elsewhere.

In Short

With maturity, self-realization, getting away from that environment and/or connecting with a knowledgeable and accepting group of people comes accepting what living in the dominant culture has made you, and hopefully embracing and not losing the culture you might’ve experienced without its influence.

As always, we’d also recommend having appropriate beta-readers take a look at your story for sensitivity and accuracy.

~Mod Colette

P.S. Based on some responses defending colorblindness as a good thing, which it’s not and is in fact racist (!) I would urge you to research the harms of the colorblind approach and learn of the huge disservice it is to People of Color to ignore the beauty that is diversity and in recognizing cultural differences.

PSA: “Seeing color” isn’t the same as “judging color.” 

Won’t dwell on it here. I do want to quote mod Brei from a different ask

Colorblindness is an act of racism by denying to acknowledge differences. I mean, no one ever says “I don’t see gender” so why apply such ignorance to race?

Slytherin Harry.

I want Slytherin Harry being dormates with Draco. I want Slytherin Harry to argue with Draco playfully every single day. I want Slytherin Harry to still be friends with Ron and Hermione and stand up for muggle borns. I want Slytherin Harry to sass the fuck out of Snape wIth the help of Draco. i want Slytherin Harry to rise Slytherin out of its stereotypes because of how freaking nice he is to everybody. I want Slytherin Harry to encourage his fellow housemates to not be dicks, so that all of them can be seen in a different light. I want Slytherin Harry to comfort Draco whenever the poor boy needed it, because let’s be honest, they’re both broken. I want Slytherin Harry to look really intimidating at first then end up tripping on his own feet which pretty much tells everybody how much of a dork he is. I want Slytherin Harry’s amazing sass to unleash in the common room every night. I want Slytherin Harry becoming best friends with Draco in their first year, because once you get through all those mean comments, Harry saw a boy just like him. I want Slytherin Harry being looked at respectfully by his fellow housemates when his name came out of the Goblet of Fire because it fit so perfectly with Slytherin. Harry “cunningly” put his name in, he “ambitiously” thought of it, and he did it so “mischievously”. I want Slytherin Harry to convince at least his dormates that he didn’t put his name in, and I want them to roll their eyes and go “We believe you, Potter, but good luck. You were far too stupid to even figure out how to put your bloody name in there, anyway.” I want Slytherin Harry to laugh at all those “POTTER STINKS” badges because it’s such an inside joke to the Slytherins, and that Blaise started it as a joke in History of Magic. I want Slytherin Harry to hide behind the older Slytherins when people would taunt him for being “The Heir Of Slytherin” because they believe him and as we all know, “You’re far too stupid to even get to class without tripping, Potter, how the fuck would you be an heir to our almighty ancestor Salazar?”I want Slytherin Harry to come barreling into the common room right after his talk with Dumbledore and start sobbing. I want some of the Slytherins to start comfroting him and bringing him chocolate. I want Slytherin Harry to amazingly stop the prejudice. I want Slytherin Harry to jokingly blow a kiss to Malfoy when he wins the quidditch cup. LOOK I WANT MALFOY TO ROLL HIS EYES AND SARCASTICALLY WINK BACK WITH HIS SIGNATURE SMIRK ON HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE. I WANT THE SLYTHERINS TO RISE A REBELLION AGAINST UMBRIDGE ONCE THEY SAW THE WRITINGS ON HARRY’S HAND. I WANT THEM TO BRING HELL. I WANT THE SLYTHERINS TO BE SUCH AN AWESOME HOUSE WITH HARRY BY THEIR SIDE. I WANT SLYTHERIN HARRY TO STRUT INTO THE COMMON ROOM WHEN ANNOUNCED QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN. I WANT SLYTHERIN HARRY TO SNEAK INTO THE KITCHEN WITH DRACO FOR A MIDNIGHT SNACK. I WANT SLYTHERIN HARRY TO LEAD DRACO BACK INTO THE GOOD SIDE. I WANT SLYTHERIN HARRY TO HISS AT DRACO WHENEVER HE COMES IN WITH “Malfoy.” I WANT A TON OF SLYTHERINS TO STAY BEHIND FOR THE BATTLE AT HOGWARTS BECAUSE HARRY THOUGHT THEM WHAT GOOD MEANT AND THEY WERE WILLING TO FIGHT FOR IT EVEN WHEN THEY COULD BE FIGHTING RELATIVES. I WANT SLYTHERIN HARRY TO JUST FUCKING SAVAGE YOU KNOW.

Slytherin Harry.

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This role came along, and it was the perfect fit. Everything about it—I had her on the surface of who I am. [I also liked] the fact that she was Latina, and they weren’t trying to push any stereotype on her. She just was Latina, which is how I feel. I’m a Brazilian—full blood, parents born and raised, and I lived there for a little bit—but I didn’t grow up there. I’m not as Latina as sometimes these castings demand you to be—this “urban” idea of what a Latina is. I’m American; I was born and raised in America, and I don’t want to fake who I am to fit a stereotype. This came along, and I felt like I didn’t have to try to be anything that I’m not.