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Asking for directions

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The sad thing about what happens with HTLL is, on one hand, the fact that Latino fans have not even attempted to talk about this issue because they are used to being walked over and seeing everyone, including people who supposedly support minorities wholeheartedly, either turning a blind eye or making fun of them, and I'm not exaggerating a bit.

On the other hand, the fact that it's so in the nose but no one has said a word until now. People must have been living under a rock if this surprises them. The racism is so there that I'm frankly shocked that nobody has pointed it out before, not even asked if it was OK to make a story about cartel and corrupt police set in Latinoamerica (with little to no reference to the culture of Colombia other than coffee, so much for loving and wanting to highlight and delve into a country they find so beautiful-), and people have kept supporting and talking about this story.

My suggestion to anyone interested in this and that wants to talk about this issue loudly (as it should be), despite Fictif belonging to Dorian now, is to talk to actual Latinos in the fandom, as I am not Latina myself, and encourage them to speak up and support them, telling them that you got their back in this issue. We don't know if they are going to continue the story, but if they do they need to stop. There's a lot of Latino fans! For what I know though, most of them are more active on Instagram, but there's at least a Colombian artist here who posted their displeasure (I have reblogged their post before, just scroll down a bit among the memes and aesthetic pics and you'll find it).

Hey, since we can't have nice things without some random making it about their personal experiences, have ANY of you asked your fellow NH Latino fans/followers their opinion about Heir to Love & Lies??? :))))

Because I can assure you, Latino followers make up almost a FOURTH of the fandom and they are NOT happy with this story :)))

If you have payed a sliver of attention to the Internet lately, you don't even need them to tell you why they dislike it so much and why they have an actual problem with it, but oh well let's instead focus on how the poor, poor little necromancer who wears the fucking bones of his dead pet raven around his neck is 'mocked' by the fucking villain of his story for his style. Cool.

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saw an ant on the bus today, what a horrible fate. moved an unfathomable distance from everything you've ever known because of forces you could never possibly understand. no matter how long you follow the pheromone trail you laid you'll never find your way home.

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reddit but in the pokemon universe

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Surgeries and operations are being cancelled on the day of the queen’s funeral. These patients will have been on a waiting list for months if not years.

Everyone should be absolutely seething with rage.

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"I made a story to show my love for this beautiful country known for its many, many negative stereotypes!!1"

*proceeds to use those same negative stereotypes*

This is just fucking infuriating.

I… I can’t even speak at how insulted, hurt and grossed out htlal made me as a Colombian person. And the messages I keep getting from fellow latinos who shared the same outrage this story brought.

@fictifgames Please never touch my country ever again.

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My very sweet and VERY Catholic coworker: this new abortion law… they’re saying God doesn’t believe in killing the innocent babe to save the wicked mother…. Well I have some news for them about what he did to his own son.

Me: oh my god.

Her: honey. Exactly.

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The Importance of Mary Sue

When I was in Ninth Grade, I won a thing.  

That thing, in particular, was a thirty dollar Barnes & Noble gift certificate.  I was still too young for a part-time job, so I didn’t have this kind of spending cash on me, ever.  I felt like a god.

Drunk with power, I fancy-stepped my way to my local B&N.  I was ready to choose new books based solely on the most important of qualities…BADASS COVER ART.  I walked away with a handful of paperbacks, most of which were horrible (I’m looking at you, Man-Kzin Wars III) or simply forgettable.  

One book did not disappoint.  I fell down the rabbit hole into a series that proved to be as badass as the cover art promised (Again, Man-Kzin Wars III, way to drop the ball on that one).  With more than a dozen books in the series, I devoured them.  I bought cassette tapes of ballads sung by bards in the stories.  And the characters.  Oh, the characters.  I loved them.  Gryphons, mages, but most importantly, lots of women.  Different kinds of women.  So many amazing women.  I looked up to them, wrote bad fiction that lifted entire portions of dialogue and character descriptions, dreamed of writing something that the author would include in an anthology.

This year I decided in a fit of nostalgia to revisit the books I loved so damn much.  I wanted to reconnect with my old friends…

…and I found myself facing Mary Sues.  Lots of them.  Perfect, perfect, perfect.  A fantasy world full of Anakin Skywalkers and Nancy Drews and Wesley Crushers.  I felt crushed.  I had remembered such complex, deep characters and didn’t see those women in front of me at all anymore.  Where were those strong women who kept me safe through the worst four years of my life?

Which led me to an important realization as I soldiered on through book after book.  That’s why I needed them.  Because they were Mary Sues.  These books were not written to draw my attention to all the ugly bumps and whiskers of the real world.  They were somewhere to hide.  I was painfully aware that I was being judged by my peers and adults and found lacking.  I was a fuckup.  And sometimes a fuckup needs to feel like a Mary Sue.  As an adult, these characters felt a little thin because they lacked the real world knowledge I, as an adult, had learned and earned.  But that’s the thing…these books weren’t FOR this current version of myself.   Who I am now doesn’t need a flawless hero because I’m comfortable with the idea that valuable people are also flawed.

There is a reason that most fanfiction authors, specifically girls, start with a Mary Sue.  It’s because girls are taught that they are never enough.  You can’t be too loud, too quiet, too smart, too stupid.  You can’t ask too many questions or know too many answers.  No one is flocking to you for advice.  Then something wonderful happens.  The girl who was told she’s stupid finds out that she can be a better wizard than Albus Dumbledore.  And that is something very important.  Terrible at sports?  You’re a warrior who does backflips and Legolas thinks you’re THE BEST.   No friends?  You get a standing ovation from Han Solo and the entire Rebel Alliance when you crash-land safely on Hoth after blowing up the Super Double Death Star.  It’s all about you.  Everyone in your favorite universe is TOTALLY ALL ABOUT YOU.

I started writing fanfiction the way most girls did, by re-inventing themselves.  

Mary Sues exist because children who are told they’re nothing want to be everything.  

As a girl, being “selfish” was the worst thing you could be.  Now you live in Narnia and Prince Caspian just proposed marriage to you.  Why?  Your SELF is what saved everyone from that sea serpent.  Plus your hair looks totally great braided like that.

In time, hopefully, these hardworking fanfiction authors realize that it’s okay to be somewhere in the middle and their characters adjust to respond to that.  As people grow and learn, characters grow and learn.  Turns out your Elven Mage is more interesting if he isn’t also the best swordsman in the kingdom.  Not everyone needs to be hopelessly in love with your Queen for her to be a great ruler.  There are all kinds of ways for people to start owning who they are, and embracing the things that make them so beautifully weird and complicated.

Personally, though, I think it’s a lot more fun learning how to trust yourself and others if you all happen to be riding dragons.

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Hey, since we can't have nice things without some random making it about their personal experiences, have ANY of you asked your fellow NH Latino fans/followers their opinion about Heir to Love & Lies??? :))))

Because I can assure you, Latino followers make up almost a FOURTH of the fandom and they are NOT happy with this story :)))

If you have payed a sliver of attention to the Internet lately, you don't even need them to tell you why they dislike it so much and why they have an actual problem with it, but oh well let's instead focus on how the poor, poor little necromancer who wears the fucking bones of his dead pet raven around his neck is 'mocked' by the fucking villain of his story for his style. Cool.

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“sans isn’t as iconic a sexyman as the onceler was” where have you been. no, no, i’m serious, where have you been. sans might be even BIGGER than the onceler was

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a dilf is not a dilf if he’s shitty to his children

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Also, how THE FUCK do people still find the energy to create drama in this community, I will never know

If yall are not going to touch grass, at least latch on another story jesus I promise you it's ok to let things go

Man, why are people still talking about Last Legacy? Honest question, how do you keep the hype up, that shit has been dead for good for over half a year

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Man, why are people still talking about Last Legacy? Honest question, how do you keep the hype up, that shit has been dead for good for over half a year

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not my scallywag ass getting lost at sea

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an animal ate all of my boyfriend’s decorative cabbages and he’s reacting really okay and proportionally

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As chair of the wizard- [PARRIES A SPELL] As chair of the wizard counc- [PARRIES A DIFFERENT SPELL] As chair of the wizard council, I- [PARRIES A DIFFERENT SPELL] As chair of the wizard council I think staffs should be illegal during these meetings.

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writing up a whole personal post and then realizing i don’t even care about what i’m saying. and discard.