My name is Goose and I’m a pretty cool person.
I write and draw but like….once in a blue moon because my motivation is a cryptid but you can see all that I’ve already written and drawn and stuff and enjoy those?
Also I’m really chill and love talking to people?
And if you reblog this I’ll write you something when my motivation for short short fics comes back, just leave a ship in the tag? And I’ll make a list. (You just have to be okay with waiting for months lol).
To the women of color out there, please be safe. I’m dead serious. Please, please, please be safe because you all are beautiful and important not only to your communities but society as well. We need you. Please be safe out there. I’m trying to be more aware of what’s going on around us.
thank you to everyone single one of my followers!! im hella lazy and too tired to be trying to do blog rates (that im sure my five active followers would participate in) so i’m just gonna roll with this! tagged below are any hp mutuals (with a couple exceptions:)). friends or anyone i’ve actually talked to are in bold :))
okay please ignore the title idk what im doing i just started this blog less than two months ago just ignore me
oh and my awkward spaces its 12am and i havent done hw this is my way of procrastinating..
Interested in finding blogs featuring mostly people of color in TV and movies? Not sure how to find them? You’re in luck because here’s a list that I’m making for quick reference purposes (for myself and anyone else!):
[5th edit, based on comments and suggestions I’ve received]:
Thank you to everyone who liked/reblogged and especially to those who suggested new blogs! I’ve tried to include every blog that predominantly posts about TV/movie representation. If the blog you suggested isn’t on this list, it might be on a later list for representation in lit/comics/art/etc. Again, thanks everybody!
Whenever I make one themed makeup item, I always make more, my brain keeps spinning out new pieces of a “collection”, and it’s doing just that now. I came up with the idea of an “alchemist’s pouch” style case for liquid lipsticks. The two right lipsticks are actually the glosses of the set - glitter (Arcana) and clear (Stealth). Decided to name them after skills, and matching the colors to them was really fun for me. I’m sure I’ve missed colors that people think are important, but I did my best to try and get a good range for a variety of skin tones, including some on-trend wild colors.
(This isn’t a real product, just an art project for fun.)
I felt sad today. I’ve felt down a bit lately, but it was hard to describe why. I figured it out this afternoon.
I’m on my fifth rewatch of the first season of One Day at a Time on Netflix. I haven’t watched something this intensely since Buffy the Vampire Slayer which is funny considering Elena and several episodes in the latter half of the season. On the surface, yeah, I get that I like it because I’m gay and a writer like Elena. I come from a Latin, military family with religious parents. While I’m not Cuban, or Cuban American, there’s enough similarities to Mexican culture that I heavily relate. And I get to hear people who sound like and look like me and my family. Hearing Spanish spoken on TV without any subtitles is thrilling. People will go out of their way to learn Elvish or Klingon but for some reason won’t take the little computer they have in their pocket and google what a few words in mean in Spanish. Hopefully now, they will. And that’s a good thing. It’s estimated that in the next decade a whole quarter of the United States will be Latino. We’re here. Get over it. A wall’s not keeping anybody out.
I thought at first that this was why I was sad. And obviously, the way the president talks about Latinos and Mexicans doesn’t help. It furthers falsehoods and stereotypes that are wrong and dangerous. It helps people make assumptions instead of asking genuine questions. I’ve heard people in the past talk about us like we’re rats.
“Oh, I don’t want to go over there. There’s too many Mexicans.”
“Did they finish cleaning yet? I don’t mind if they’re here, I just don’t want to see them.”
Because I’m not what most people picture when they think of a Mexican or the child of a Mexican immigrant, people assume I don’t speak Spanish. I hear many an interesting thing when this is the case. This is also what I have to guess is responsible for someone assuming at the grocery store that my mother was my nanny when I was seven. This one is particularly damaging and still makes me upset. In the eyes and mind of this person, why couldn’t she have just been my mom?
So anyway, because of the state of the world I’ve been escaping. RuPaul’s Drag Race came back for it’s 9th season and that helped. Say what you will about Valentina, maybe she isn’t perfect and sweet, but when she came out on the runway in a traditional mariachi suit and the following week sashayed down the runway looking like the most beautiful Telenovela bride you’ve ever seen, I cried. I’m not exaggerating when I say this. As a kid, I had no gay Mexicans to look up to. It would be years before Justin Suarez showed up on Ugly Betty and by then I was an adult. On Drag Race, traditional Mexican beauty was being shown and broadcast to America. They heard the words: Aguas Calientes.
So with One Day at a Time, well, I can’t stop watching it. And for a comedy it’s incredibly sad and emotional. In the episode “Viva Cuba” Lydia (played by Rita Moreno) reveals a family secret about when she left Cuba that I won’t spoil for you. It’s so well written and acted that I’ve cried every time I’ve seen it. When she scene begins she’s looking at old family photos from when she lived in Cuba. She looks sad and lost in thought.
And then it hit me.
I’d seen my mother do the same thing. I’ve heard my mother cry over missing her family members, and people she never got to see again after she left Mexico and came to the United States. My mom’s circumstances were different, she wasn’t fleeing Mexico like Lydia was fleeing Cuba, but I understood that while this country became my mother’s permanent residence, it was never really her home. I can only assume it took me this long to realize it because now as an adult, I often feel like there’s a part of me that’s missing too. This is what my mother felt. Constantly.
I’ve been to Mexico City, Amecameca, Cuenavaca, San Miguel de Allende, Cabo San Lucas, Monterrey and had addresses/lived in Querataro, Ixtapa, Zijuatanejo and Villa De Los Flores. I list these off because it’s more cities than I’ve visited or lived in in the United States. I was raised speaking Spanish by both of my parents and taught to be proud of my culture and heritage. But for the past 11 years I’ve lived in Portland Oregon. Don’t get me wrong, I love Portland most of the time, but I never speak Spanish here. I hardly ever get Mexican food unless I make it and I am rarely around other Latinos.
I miss Mexico and sometimes New York and Los Angeles because there were more people like me there. No wonder I spent all day in Santee Alley on a recent trip to Los Angeles.
I haven’t been to Mexico in a very long time. It’s a part of me. It hurts when people say I’m a fake Mexican, or I’m too white to be Mexican, or I wasn’t born there so I can’t claim to be Mexican. None of that is true, so I brush it off, but it’s my dream to visit again. I miss my grandmother. I miss her food. I miss the sounds and the smells and the beautiful architecture. I miss the people. I miss the art. The striking colors everywhere you look. It makes sense why I’m obsessed with The Wizard of Oz. Boise was brown and gray and dull for me. Mexico was vibrant and full of life.
This piece of me, this part that’s missing, it’s difficult to pour something in there and fill it up. I found a small community of Latinos here, a group that I’m attempting to be more a part of. And while I live in Portland, I continue to work on comics and write more stories that feature Latinos and Mexicans. It’s important to me. I needed characters to connect with when I was younger. I needed to see that. Now as an adult I’m creating that. But my heroes are writers and artists who are doing the same. Salma Hayek for producing Ugly Betty. Jenny Lorenzo for her amazing comedy videos that have brought me so much happiness this year. And Gloria Calderon Kellett for bringing so much visibility to Latinos, Latino Americans and LGBT Latinos at that. The three graphic novels projects I’m working on right now all feature Latinos and Latinas.
I want the world to see Latinas who aren’t stereotyped as sexy, or as the maid. I want them to see Latinos who aren’t preoccupied with being macho. I want them to see Latinas that are brave and strong and smart and Latinos who are sweet and sensitive. We are rarely portrayed this way, but we sure are on One Day at a Time.
I think writing and creating stories and characters is what I’ve been doing to try and fill that void. One day I’ll get back to Mexico but until that time, or the time I get to continually use my Spanish, I suppose it’ll have to do.
That, and looking through my childhood photo albums.
You can surround your white main characters by people of color and call it diversity, but is it really? Diversity is such a buzzword these days. We talk about it all the time, and as it gets discussed more and more, white writers have seen it not as something to actually strive for, but as an opportunity. The 100 was praised for its diverse cast, yet it has treated both its actors and characters of color terribly. It focuses on the white protagonists and their journeys, while using people of color as props and killing them off or torturing them for shock value. But technically, it is still diverse. Sense8, another show hailed as diverse, utilizes many racist and stereotypical tropes for its characters of color, while focusing the narratives on its white characters. Sleepy Hollow marketed itself with its diverse cast, including a black woman as the main character, yet it continued to focus on its white characters until the main actress actually quit due to the lack of development and screen time for her own character. But again, it is still diverse.
Maybe it’s time that we stop focusing on diversity, because obviously we’re missing the point. Diversity is not having a certain amount of people of color in your cast. Diversity doesn’t matter if the story is still primarily about white people.
types as songs from Lust for Life (2017) by Lana Del Rey
INFP - LOVE
look at you kids with your vintage music - the world is yours and you can’t refuse it - it’s enough just to make you feel crazy sometimes - i know - you get ready, you get all dressed up - to go nowhere in particular - back to work or the coffee shop - doesn’t matter because it’s enough - to be young and in love
ENFP - WHEN THE WORLD WAS AT WAR WE KEPT DANCING
shake it up - throw your hands up and get loose - cut a rug - lean into the fucking youth - choreo - we just want the fucking truth - told by the frightened - is it the end of an era? - is it the end of America? - no, it’s only the beginning - if we hold onto hope - we’ll have a happy ending
ISTJ - GOD BLESS AMERICA (AND ALL THE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN IN IT)
take me as i am - don’t see me for what i’m not - only you can hear me tonight - even when i’m alone, i’m not lonely - i hear the sweetest melodies - on the fire escapes of the city - i feel your arms around me - in the air of the streets of the city - God bless America - and all the beautiful women in it - may they stand proud and strong - like Lady Liberty shining all night long
ESTJ - TOMORROW NEVER CAME
i could put on the radio to our favorite song - Lennon and Yoko - we would play all day long - isn’t life crazy, i said - now that i’m singing with Sean? - i could keep waiting for you - in that spot we’d always wait - in that city park bench in the summer in the pouring rain - honey, don’t ignore me - i just wanted to be the same
ISTP - 13 BEACHES
I don’t belong in the world - that’s what it is - something separates me from other people - everywhere i turn - there’s something blocking my escape - it took thirteen beaches to find one empty - but finally it’s mine - with dripping peaches - i’m camera ready - almost all the time
ESTP - LUST FOR LIFE
in these stolen moments - the world is mine - cause we’re the masters of our own fate - we’re the captains of our own souls - they say only the good die young - that just ain’t right - cause we’re having too much fun - too much fun tonight
ENFJ - COACHELLA (WOODSTOCK IN MY MIND)
i turned off the music - tried to sit and use it - all of the love that I saw that night - cause what about all these children - and all their children’s children - and why am I even wondering that today - maybe my contribution - could be as small as hoping - that words could turn to birds and birds would send my thoughts your way
INFJ - GROUPIE LOVE
you’re in the club - living it up - i’m trying not to let the crowd notice me - it’s so sweet swinging to the beat - when i know that you’re doing it all for me - this is my life - you by my side - key lime and perfume and festivals - taking our dreams, turning them to things - it’s like magic, babe - isn’t life wonderful? - and every time we hook up - i know what you’re thinking of*
ESFJ - GET FREE
finally, I’m crossing the threshold - from the ordinary world - to the reveal of my heart - this is my commitment - my modern manifesto - i’m doing it for all of us - who never got the chance - sometimes it feels like I’ve got a war in my mind - i want to get off but I keep riding the ride - i never really noticed that i had to decide - to play someone’s game or to live my own life
ISFJ - CHERRY
love - i said, real love, it’s like feeling no fear - when you’re standing in the face of danger - cause you just want it so much - a touch - from your real love - it’s like heaven taking the place of something evil - and letting it burn off from the rush - my rose garden dreams, set on fire by fiends - and all my black beaches are ruined - my celluloid scenes are torn at the seams
INTP - WHITE MUSTANG
cause I didn’t call when I got your number - but I liked you a lot - caught up in my dreams and forgetting - i’ve been acting like Armageddon cause you held me in your arms just a little too tight - that’s what I thought - you’re revving and revving and revving it up - you gonna hit me like a lightning
ENTP - CHANGE
trying to find the power in me to be faithful - change is a powerful thing - i feel it coming in me - maybe by the time this song is done - i will be able - to be honest, capable - of holding you in my arms without letting you fall - when I don’t feel beautiful and stable - maybe it’s enough to just be where we are because every time that we run - we don’t know what it’s from - now we finally slow down - we feel close to it - there’s a change gonna come - i don’t know where or when - but whenever it does - we’ll be here for it
INTJ - HEROIN
the rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep - but the facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream - i’m flying to the moon again - dreaming about marzipan - i hope that i come back again one day - to tell you that i really changed - all of my evil ways and shit - i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t sick of it
ENTJ - SUMMER BUMMER
i got a feeling in my bones - can’t get you out of my veins - you can’t escape my affection - wrap you up in my daisy chains - her sophistication makes you wanna quit the bitch you dating - let’s skip the games, let’s quit the playin, boo, let’s get acquainted - notifications sync in place even when we on vacation - i knew she’d notice like I missed the payment, dang it
ESFP - BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE WITH BEAUTIFUL PROBLEMS
blue is the color of the planet from the view above - long live our reign, long live our love - green is the planet from the eyes of a turtle dove - til it runs red, runs red with blood - we get so tired and we complain - about how hard it is to live - it’s more than just a video game
ISFP - IN MY FEELINGS
i’m laughing as I’m taking my prisoners - and taking down names - i’m crying while I’m gunning - in the smoke they can hear me coming - cause you got me in my feelings - drop em all out screaming - who’s tougher than this bitch - who’s freer than me - you wanna make the switch - be my guest, baby - i’m feeling all my fucking feelings