kanye western

Historically accurate Reylo drabble inspired by @these-are-the-first-steps


On a hot summer day, a fog of swarming mosquitoes descended upon the banks of the American River. The bugs buzzed in a frenzy as the sweltering heat released the sweat that drew them in, and ready to see red after sensing that salty nectar, they mercilessly attacked. One after another landed on the back of Rey’s neck, but before the pests could suck down their victory, she took them out with a mighty smack of her hand. No rest for the wicked, or for the girl who cursed them all to hell.

“Only one of us is going to be doing the takin’ around here,” the woman muttered, hunching back over.

Once Rey’s head dipped back down again, the beads of sweat hanging off her cheeks dropped into a reservoir pooled along her bandana. Across her lips, she could taste her own strain. It might have made a newer person’s stomach turn, but there wasn’t much left on her body that wasn’t grimy, filthy, and sore. In fact, the only thing faintly pure about her remained her hands.

Digging her pan into the riverbed, Rey grunted as she tried her damndest to fix that.

“C’mon, c’mon…where are you?”

Sifting through drenched sediment, she dirtied herself even while cleaning off. All throughout the morning, she worked tirelessly, meticulously. The cluttered 1849 California coast wasn’t a land for quitters, and Rey sure as heck wasn’t looking to be the first. Even when others down the river paused for lunch pails full of hardened biscuits, she only halted for flecks of metal in her pan - or at least that was her pattern before huge boots muddied up her morning.

“What in tarnation is the matter with you?” Rey growled, her head snapping up to glare dead on at the stranger.

“So sorry,” he apologized, immediately stepping back onto the riverbank. His massive hands held up in a show of surrender as his cheeks reddened to match the burgundy vest he wore under his duster. “Didn’t mean to disturb you, ma’am.”

“Well, you have a funny way of showing it.”

He blinked.

Even for someone as prickly as Rey Kenobi, it proved rather difficult to continue a fight with somebody who wasn’t fighting back. Instead of harsh words, the older handsome stranger offered the faintest smile. A pair of dimples showed up next to break down even the hardest heart, and she rolled her eyes as all the anger snuffed out of her. The tall drink of water only broadened his smile as his dark eyes got downright twinkly, and she could already size his eager behind up.

“Lemme guess,” she sighed, tugging down her bandana. “You’re just another down on his luck cowboy come to bail out some failing midwest farm.”

Tipping his hat, the stranger nodded. “Name’s Kylo, and I’m Iowa born and bred, ma’am.”

“Yep,” Rey snorted, straightened up, “and you came to find me because-”

“Because I’ve heard that you’re a gold digger!” he finished for her.

“Well, I can’t take your money when I’m in need.”

“Oh, I’d never assume that you’re a trifling friend, indeed.”

“No, I’m just a gold digger way over town-”

“That digs on me,” Kylo wistfully replied.

“What?” Rey’s eyebrows arched up in confusion.


manilla-folder  asked:

The fraternity in UCLA that had the "blackface Kanye Western" party was not an Asian fraternity. The member of Sigma Phi Epsilon at the UCLA chapter were largely white. Idk where you got that information because in that article, it said NOTHING about Asian men so I don't know why you are saying things like this to make Asian people seem like the bad guy when your experiences don't define everyone with Asian American ancestry.

So this is about to get funny-

1) You’re totally right- I did link the wrong UC blackface party in my piece on Asian antiblackness. This is partially because there have been SO MANY blackface parties in the UC system, and also because I didn’t recheck the link properly. The party I linked was a white blackface party at UCLA and incorrectly labeled it as a “UCLA Asian frat” blackface occurrence.  I do apologize for that, as it was improperly cited.


2) Your attempts to defend Asian antiblackness by pointing that out still failed, because, as I said above, I just put the wrong link. It was an Asian fraternity at UC Irvine that did the blackface in 2013. I’ve updated the link in the original post accordingly.

Here’s a screenshot of them in all of their glory:

Quote from the correct article:

The gentlemen behind the video are members of Lambda Theta Delta, UC Irvine’s first and largest Asian Greek fraternity, and are apparently not affiliated with the APSA. In the two-minute May 2013 installs preview video, Justin T. Nguyen, Tony D. Duong and Philip Lam appear clad in their suit and tie best as they dance to Justin Timberlake’s, you guessed it, “Suit & Tie” single. Everything seems jovial and racism-free until :55, when Rainier Nanquil enters the scene as “Jay-Z.” Nanquil decided to really get into character by painting his face to match the color of Jay Z’s.

“really into character” using blackface- right.

So number one was wrong on my part, but your antiblack attempts to void my entire argument about the severe levels of antiblackness in your community with one link have failed.

So I guess my question now that I’ve debunked your point is- who exactly is “[making] Asian people seem like the bad guy”? Is it me, a black person who has been personally affected by your community’s antiblackness, or fools like the Asian guy above running around in blackface and ones like you defending them and the antiblackness in your community?


Click here for my piece on Asian antiblackness