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This truly is the last thing I want to say on this blog and then I'm done, but given how the fucking catastrophe started it's only appropriate this is how I end it—

You have racist bias whether you like it or not. Particularly if you are US American, racism was baked into your worldview no matter what kind of household, liberal or conservative, you grew up in. Racism is quite often far more covert than it is overt. It is not just a voluntary behavior; it is more often the subconscious ways you organize and hierarchize other cultures and people.

In the case of Gaz—sure, you might actively believe that he deserves to be more included. You think he's a good character and people really should think about him more! But you personally headcanon him a certain way, and really it's not a headcanon you're actually all that into, so that's why you don't talk about him as much. It's not because he's black, it's because he doesn't fit the thing you like talking about the most. The fact that he's black is really just a coincidence, you're not excluding him because of that. In fact, you're sure other people like him for exactly the reason you're not all that into him, and you'll just leave it to them to pick up the slack. Or you'll get to him later! In fact, you have some ideas for him. You just haven't gotten around to them yet.

Take that and multiply it by thousands of white women in fandom—not just this fandom, not just Gaz's character, but every fandom and every character of color. It doesn't matter that there's no active malice behind not personally liking black characters and other characters of color. Non-white characters still take a backseat to their white counterparts, because white women in fandom cannot wrap their heads around black, brown, indigenous, and Asian characters as complex, complicated characters worthy of their interest or frankly, their desire.

They cannot wrap their heads around this because they were conditioned not to by decades of racist culture.

Case in point; plenty of white women in this fandom have fallen head over heels for Makarov and Graves. The sins of these out-and-out villains are totally forgiven by virtue of their sex appeal, and because they are portrayed by attractive, charismatic men who put a lot of passion behind their performances.

But can we say the same for Hadir? Can we say the same for Hassan?

The sins of these two Middle Eastern characters do not outweigh those of their villainous white counterparts, yet how many angsty fix-it fics have been written exploring Hadir's complicated relationship with violence and imperialism? How many enemies-to-lovers or even lovers-to-enemies fics have been written about Hassan, the face of whose homeland has been irrevocably marred by US interference?

No one who points out the racism of this trend is accusing these white women of active, militant white supremacy. I'm not saying any of you even have to like Gaz, Hadir, or Hassan. But your preferences have been tuned for you by a culture shaped by slavery, imperialism, and white supremacy. That is not something you can escape merely because you support the BLM movement or reblog vetted Palestinian gofundmes.

The only way you can truly fight your own racism is to be actively anti-racist. It is about far more than who you give money to or what graphics you pin on your instagram. It is an everyday practice of learning how racism has shaped your worldview for you.

This is not work that is done in a week, a month, or a year. Becoming anti-racist takes as much time as it took to make you racist in the first place. For some of you, the work may turn out to be easy. For others, it may be hard. You must do it either way.

Some good places to start:

Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

Ain't I a Woman? by bell hooks

We Real Cool: Black Men and Masculinity by bell hooks

A Burst of Light by Audre Lorde

The Body Is Not An Apology by Sonya Renee Taylor

Fearing the Black Body by Sabrina Strings

Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi

Being Palestinian edited by Yasir Suleiman

It was the one night V couldn't bring herself to argue with Jackie. This was their moment, it was meant to be greater than them.

Sometimes loving you makes me hurt myself more.

We all want happy endings in our lives, but how can we create a happy ending? Maybe it's time to ask ourselves what we really want in this life.

What makes you happy? What makes your heart flutter?

Start doing the things that make you happy. Something that will catch your interest.

This might fill the emptiness you're feeling right now.

Try to go out with your friends, watch your favorite movie.

Soul searching is a way of freeing your mind, your heart, your body, and your soul from all the things that aren't working for you right now.

Enough time will help you decide what you should do. Talk to your friend, seek company that will make you feel like home.

Friends will help you ease the pain but at the end of the day you have all the control in your life.

- A Letter found in Reception, Konpeki Plaza

You like hurt/comfort because you like the idea that someone will comfort you when you are in pain.

Guilt | John Soap MacTavish x gn!reader

Anonymous asked: Hi, I was hoping you could do some angsty “You deserve someone better” “I don’t want anyone better” Soap x Gn!reader? Thank you in advance!

summary: homecoming isn’t all what it’s cracked up to be when there’s far too much weighing on your shoulders.

tws: death, swearing 

Soap watched with great concern as the mountain troops finally returned, a little worse for wear and harshly run down, their movements sluggish and reluctant, yawns more frequent than anything else; some stopped for cigarettes, perching wherever they could just to try and ease the stinging ache at the bottom of their feet. Usually, those bastards were like schoolboys; baggy trousers, kicking about a ball as they chased one another towards base. Mud all over their shoes as they pulled one another’s hair and paraded themselves around with gleeful playfulness. They weren’t like that today. Soap could see it in their eyes and the way they walked that they weren’t their usual playful, jovial selves. The last of the bunch, his best friend, was the final troop to get out.

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*Incoming long personal rant.*

Reading this made me tear a bit. I had a medical operation back in June and July, that made me not move too much with my arms for at least a month. I can move back to normal-ish since September. That September I played the OG Call of Duty though prior to this I played MW2019 way back and played it on repeat while MW2022 I just watched repeatedly lol.

Just need to acknowledge myself since I was in a series of transitions of my life: I had graduation as a Fine Artist (as a Cum Laude, shocking for me.) on June, 1st operation on June also, then 2nd operation in July and after that recovery till September where I considered myself in ✨funemployed era✨.

Now I need to acknowledge my feelings and things, too many feelings at once I am currently realizing that I have. Prior to before operation, we had a tradition called baccalaureate mass for the graduation class, I was unable to attend due to medical procedures that day and I cried a lot for days, liked very hard, that my parents said why I was so moody at that time they kinda not acknowledge the reason I'm sad and that I 'overreacted' lol (well that's not new to me). I admit I had lost some opportunities as an artist. One of them is having an art exhibition as an alumni, just a jumpstart that I am unable to due because I just recovered from my 1st operation. The spark as an artist after the operations kinda died in me(for months). I know I shouldn't be too hard on myself but sometimes I can't help it. Many lost opportunities and moments were a lost for me at first.

Call of Duty, for its fandom and content, (besides the toxicity) I love and especially this Tumblr CoD community. Writers, artists, and the people made me realize that maybe life isn't too bad after all. Thank you writers, artists, and people for making it such a comfy place towards people like me. You people made people like me, come back to making writings and artworks that we're grateful for or others that use this community as a viewing pleasure and something to deep dive into. Hope we last long and yeet that certain recent official canon lol.

your worth doesn't come from what you provide as an artist or as a person you're enough on your own

26 years from Pride Revolution 1994: Police arrests Queer Filipino Protesters

While not as wildly known as Stonewall, Pride Revolution 1994 or Stonewall Manila is the first ever Pride March in Asia and the Philippines. It happened in June 26, 1994, exactly 26 years from now.

On this historic date, Queer Filipinos decided it was high time to protest against the many injustices against the Filipinos. While of course, the forefront advocacies of the Filipinos are present like Marriage and Gender Equality. More timely issues are also included in the protest of these queer Filipinos are #FreeMassTesting, #JunkTerrorBill, and #NoToJeepneyPhaseOut. It had been a peaceful protests, with social distancing practices… Until the police arrived, that is. 

On this same day when Queer Filipinos recall an important step taken by those who fought for equality before us, the police captured over 20 Filipinos in the Pride Protest saying that they have allegedly violated quarantine protocols but when asked to state which violations, the police could not answer. They also took their car keys and hijacked the protesters’ vehicles. They are saying a protester attacked the police by spraying something on one of their faces but the video footage of the whole event shows otherwise. (Links provided in reblog as tumblr messes up post visibility when they include links)

This has been a stark contrast to high-profile individuals who are on the same side as the current administration who violated quarantine protocols. The police did not come knocking on their doorsteps and were even provided leeway by the administration, calling their actions “A honest mistake”, “not a party but a mañanita” and “tempering the rigor of the law with compassion”. (These include a covid-positve senator who went strolling in a hospital, not because he was sick, but because he insisted on being there for his pregnant wife; the deputy OOWA Administrator who stole pictures of private companies providing PPEs and said it was from the Philippine Government and also gathered over 300 Filipinos for an event and the chief of police who had a birthday party amidst the quarantine.)

The Philippine Executive Branch keep amassing debt that has now 8.6 Trillion Pesos (172B USD) but continue to say we lack the funds to perform mass testing. Instead of aiding the medical sector, the executive branch opted for a militaristic approach that has not only harmed but also took the lives of Filipinos. The lack of competence of the executive has led to the rise of dissenters. Instead of heading the calls of the Filipinos to focus and help the medical sector (in its iconic #SolusyongMedikalHindiAksyongMilitar which translates to Medical Solutions Not Militant Actions) red-tagging of dissenters as “terrorist” had become the norm.

To further grasp the control of the Filipinos, the Terror Bill was concocted by the Philippine Legislative, a bill that allowed the Police and the Executive branch to arrest people “under suspicion of being a terrorist” which frankly, allows the police more power with red-tagging peaceful dissenters as dangerous terrorists.

To make matters worse, they have started the Jeepney Phaseout amidst the pandemic and the rampant laying off of workers. Now, Filipino Jeepney drivers are forced out of work amidst the pandemic. In relation, the Filipinos who favored Jeepneys, as they are a cheaper alternative to other public transports, are now forced to walk home instead because of the current public transport system cannot support the number of Filipino workers.

(Photo courtesy of Rappler)

They are not letting us speak. No where in the quarantine law (Bayanihan to Heal as One) does it state that protests are banned.

Save the voices of the Filipinos. Do not let them change the narrative. Hold the government accountable for their lapses. Dissent is not terrorism. Dissent is duty. And Pride is a Protests. #FreePride20

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