Some asshat: ouwgh europeans brought the Indians technology and civilized life bwoulg
Shut up. You know what most native peoples have/had that settlers in the Americas STILL don't have?
No homelessness
What we would now call free healthcare
Equal rights and respect for male, female, and other genders.
Care for the elderly and disabled
No racism
Heart knowledge, or what we might call, mental healthcare
What we would now call free education
No one would starve cause of someone else's greed
Yeah, no society is perfect, and we have our faults. But whose society would you rather live in?
Now think about how all of that was stolen not only from natives, but the decendants of settlers too. You, settlers, could also have had better, had people in power been stopped. And it's still your responsibility, settlers, to stand by us and take away those evil people's power.
Land fuckin back.
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Family Dinner
Pairing: Taz Fagerström x reader
Requested by @fedorable-killjoys
Summary: Never bring your best friend to family dinner - unless you want to spend the holidays being asked if you're dating.
Tags: fluff, Christmas
Words: 546
A/N: I love projecting onto fics to distract myself from that fact that I can't be with my boyfriend over the holidays
Tag list: @warriorteam1924 @slashscowboyboots @losers-yurio @lost-in-the-80s @jennyggggrrr @tuffduff @jonesyownsmyheart @rhyetaylor62 @smells-like-perfect-senses
Tip me if you want!
You and Taz had been best friends for years and naturally, your parents had met him on multiple occasions. This meant that it shouldn't be a problem to bring him with you to your family dinner on Christmas.
Of course you had the keys to your own parents' house, so you just unlocked the door with Taz following closely behind you.
Your sister was rearranging the decorations in the hallway and immediately welcomed you with a hug as she hadn't seen you in an even longer time than your parents due to her being busy with work lately.
"(Y/n) brought their boyfriend!" she called.
"It's just Taz, my friend," you quickly corrected her, but then your mother already came down the stairs with a huge smile on her face.
"Oh Taz, I didn't know you were dating!" she said, hugging you first and then him.
"Um… that's because we're not," you explained.
"Aw the denial phase!" she grinned teasingly before beckoning the two of you over into the kitchen. "You can take a few cookies until the others arrive and then we'll have dinner."
After she disappeared into the living room, you looked at Taz with raised eyebrows and he just shrugged with a small smile.
When it was dinner time, the relationship questions didn't stop. "I heard you finally got a boyfriend?" your uncle asked at some point and for a moment, there was silence at the table.
Taz never replied to these questions, most likely because he didn't know what to say and he didn't want to seem rude towards your family, so you always took over.
You closed your eyes for a second when you secretly wanted to roll them. "I didn't. We're just friends, best friends, nothing more," you insisted, perhaps in a too snappish voice.
Your slightly irritated tone every time you were asked about your nonexistent relationship with Taz was probably a dead giveaway that you, in fact, had a crush on him. That's also why you invited him, because there was no other good reason to do so. His family wasn't on vacation or anything, he could have gone home for the holidays, but you wanted to microdose on spending Christmas with him this year - and for some reason he agreed.
When the two of you finally had a moment alone while getting wood for the fireplace, Taz asked, "Do you like me?"
You were caught off guard by this question and blinked before answering, "Of course I do."
"I mean romantically," he clarified.
"Oh… Why do you think that?"
He picked up a few logs, explaining, "Well, you do sound a bit too defensive whenever someone asks if we're together."
You bit your lip, debating with yourself if you should tell him the truth or not. If he had been indifferent and absolutely considered you just friends, he wouldn't have started this conversation, right?
"Maybe… maybe I do, yeah," you murmured, looking into his eyes for a split second before looking away again. Then you cleared your throat and took some logs off his hands. "But let's talk about this later before it gets suspicious how long we've been outside."
He nodded and on your way back inside, he said softly, "I can only say the same."
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