it’s been a while hasn’t it ;)
look at me just replaying cyberpunk only to romance kerry the 2nd round i love him so much. The fact that he’s proud of his filipino roots, comments about going back to phil every now and then, everyone knows about his iconic filipino tattoos uuugghjgjj bout time we got some filipino representation hnnn nothing like a man who’s proud of his own culture bby you’re my ANGEEEEEELLLLL
Okay non-European tumblr, I’m gonna explain to you why ‘white’ isn’t as simple here as it is in the rest of the world
- Shades of white in Europe range from ‘freshly fallen snow’ to ‘I am frequently mistaken as being from the Middle East’
- White European is a thing. When you fill out a form, under ethnicity, there are several options for white; white British, white European, white other. Because people make that distinction
- There are Europeans who don’t class their ethnicity as their skin colour, but as their nationality. I have family who don’t think of themselves as white, they just think of themselves as Italian and don’t really give much thought to their skin colour
- People here in Britain always question if darker skinned white Europeans are ‘actually white’. I get it a lot myself. My response is always ‘well I’m not anything else, so obviously I must be’
- Despite being white, a lot of Europeans from Italy, Greece, Spain etc, don’t feel white in the traditional sense. We’re not white like white British people. We’re not white like white Americans. We’re our own white. White British is one thing. White Italian is another thing. White Greek is another, etc
- Which is why we have this notion here in Europe of ‘nationality over race’. Being white isn’t as important as where you’re from
- So this really only becomes an issue if you’re an immigrant
- So being white in Europe doesn’t save you from racial discrimination, because sure, you’re technically white, but you’re not white white. Not the right white
- Here in England, Europeans with really blatantly foreign names, such as myself, find it more difficult to get job interviews, because they take one look at our name and don’t bother reading the rest of the CV. A guy I know was actually told by his boss to reduce the pile of CVs he had by ‘chucking away any with a name you can’t fucking pronounce’
- And then even when you do get an interview, half the time you walk into the joint several shades darker than everyone else and feel like you’ve walked into the ‘Swedish supermodel’ clubhouse and you just know you’re not getting hired
This is all basic stuff and it’s very much taken for granted here. Race and ethnicity are not as clear cut, so it can be very confusing for non-Europeans to wrap their heads around. Which is fine. But I implore you to stay in your lane, because when you say things like ‘no white person anywhere in the world ever knows what it’s like to face racial discrimination’, it’s really fucking offensive to all of the European immigrants who are denied jobs, harassed by the police and beaten by racists, because foreign is foreign to these people, and they don’t give a shit if you’re technically white. So when you mean white American, say white American.
This doesn’t just apply to “darker skin” Europeans either (which I’m sure some Americans would argue are POC for some reason or other). Try being slavic in Western Europe. Hell, try being Sinti or Roma in any part of Europe.
Especially in the UK you can be as white as you like but if you aren’t from Britain (or in some cases just England) then you face discrimination. It really isn’t that clear cut in Europe and it drives me mad when people say white people can’t experience racism because that’s such a US-centric idea.
And if you’re from anywhere in South-East Europe then you should prepare for your country to be slandered in every UK paper. Seriously, you can’t turn on the news, go on the internet, read a newspaper, without being told how Romanian, Ukrainian, Polish people are a drain on the UK’s resources and they should be banned from the country. And guess what?
(That’s Mila Kunis. She was born in the Ukraine.)
(Sebastian Stan. From Constanta, Romania.)
(Mia Wasikowska, from Poland)
(Nina Dobrev, who was born in Bulgaria.)
They are white! Just because they are white, it doesn’t mean people from their countries cannot face horrible discrimination, and it doesn’t mean that they can’t be constantly told that they don’t work as hard as people from Western Europe, and that they don’t deserve basic human rights.
So just before you force your ignorance onto people who don’t hold the same views as you due to where they live operating in a different way, just remember that not everybody lives in America.
But as somebody who has lived in England and the US, I can vouch for all of this. The race issues in Europe and the race issues in the US are not the same.
For the last few years, there has been an awful backlash against immigrants from Poland, with some of the same language used that Americans use about “Mexicans” (By which, half the time, they mean anyone from south of the US/Mexico border).
I have lived in England for over 10 years now, and can confirm all of the above. As soon as I open my mouth people can tell, of course, that I was not born and raised British.
I was yelled at in the street because a lady thought I was Polish. People have pushed their chairs into my parents and insulted them in a restaurant because they were recognised as Germans.
And being “socially” white as opposed to just pale skinned evolves over time. I mean, there have been times in America when Irish and Italian people have not been considered “white”.
I’m American and this is the FIRST time I’ve ever heard any of this. I always think I’m up to date on world issues but wow I am not. Thank you to everyone for sharing!
About discrimination between nations in Europe, speaking Finnish and Sami languages in schools in Sweden was forbidden from students because Finns and Sami people were considered to be the lower race.
Of course Europe has racism against black people, but yes, thinking about Europeans being “white” as whole is weird because a white Finn and a white Greek person couldn’t be more apart with their cultures.
Yes, all of this, and let’s not forget people like the Finnish speaking Finns have historically and from some cultural standpoints a lot more common with native Americans and the Asians and Blacks in America than white Americans, despite our recent “rise” in the social rank of race.
Less than 100 years ago we were considered mongoloid (and while it’s not entirely wrong, though Uralic or North-West Asian and Caucasian mix would be lot more accurate), and were oppressed by another nation (Russia) that tried to enforce cultural and linguistic genocide on us, and before that we were oppressed and practically enslaved by Sweden, not all that differently as in any other colonized nation–which we were for 800 years.
For all intents and purposes, our “whites” are the Swedish-speaking Finns, who to this day continue to be a lot more privileged than the Finnish-speaking Finns, on average.
In Italy, Southern people are considered less than Northern people and I, as a Northern people, can assure you sometimes it’s pretty bad. Mostly thanks to an idiotic right wing party that thinks that Italy should be divided in two: over the Po and below the Po (our longest river). They even think our ancestors are Celts lmao. Also a lot of people from the South are “less white” (again it’s stupid but whatever it’s just to make you understand), because they have ancestors from Africa so they are mixed, therefore their skin isn’t white as snow.
Also in Italy people from slavic countries are often victim to xenophobia, people are always ready to see romanians/albanian/russians…etc as culprits for everything, and it’s not unusual to hear someone says “this hairstyle makes you look like an albanian!” or “why are you going out dressed as a romanian” yeah they use slavic people as an insult bc people are led to think that they come here just to steal everything from us. And guess what most of them are white as snowflakes!
I’d like to point out that also italian people have faced discrimination from other european countries. We were, and sadly often still are, always seen as part of the mafia and therefore dangerous, or inferior and poor (y’all can find signs saying pretty nasty stuff online, and i’m leaving this here even tho it’s in Italian), i’ve heard a lady telling his son to stay away from me and my family because we were speaking italian and so we could do “bad things” to him and there were times when in shops we were made feel not welcome because we are italian…..and guess what my family is white.
So please when you are outside the us don’t try to apply your “racial standards” bc they are not valid in europe.
The Scottish, Irish, and Welsh are “white” peoples yet have a long history of oppression by white England. Even to this day you’ll hear celebs from those places (which are in the UK or even on the same island as England) discuss the same things as a POC actor in America, like “there are very few roles for us on TV” or “I only got the job because I changed my name and accent” and “I’ve had to play a servant or a stereotype for most of my career.”
This discrimination may seem less bizarre to Americans when you understand that the white minorities of the UK are descendants of peoples who lived there long before the Romans marched in and set English history as we know it in motion. It’s not about skin color, it’s about conquest, as usual.
When Heroes first came out in Australia, I was watching it with my then-partner, my sister, and a couple of friends. My then-partner, who is American, mentioned that the show had faced criticism because nearly all the main characters were white.
“What are you talking about?” say my sister and I. ‘There are two Italian guys RIGHT THERE.”
“OMG you cannot say Italian people are not white,” he says.
“Yes we fucking can,” says the Italian friend watching the show with us, deeply offended.
And then we had to pause it and a lot of complex explanations ensued. (Including the fact that Greek and Italian people generally aren’t considered White in Australia and in fact many a Nonna will smack you if you suggest otherwise.)
Basically, ‘white’ is a category upon which no two cultures/countries can agree on the definition, they all think they have the only possible definition, and it usually boils down to Preferred Flavours of Bigotry.
I mean, I’m of sufficiently Irish descent not to have been considered White in New York at certain periods, and I’m so pink and white I couldn’t get stopped at an airport if I tried, so basically it’s all bullshit and ‘white’ is like ‘normal’… everyone thinks they know what it is, but it doesn’t actually exist except as a tool for dividing people up into The Good Ones and The Rubbish Ones.
non-european, non-us person here!
I am brazilian, here the perception of race and ethnicity is really messed up and confusing and I won’t elaborate, BUT as a multiracial/ ethnic person I’ve been told I am white for as long as I can remember, because I was born blonde with very pale skin. it was only some years back that I had someone questioning my whiteness and I didn’t see the point of it, because if I’ve never faced racism (in a place VERY racist) so it must mean I’m white.
but that episode made me think about what I and my family really are. from my mother’s side we are jewish, black, native and portuguese; from my father’s we are portuguese (and I believe jewish, too). in my mother’s side, which is the family I am closer to, we have different shades of skin, different hair types… no one looks like anyone, all my uncles and aunties are black and the majority of my cousins and my half-sister are black. so for these people I was the whitest thing they had seen. that’s the context of a lot of mixed race kids here and, I imagine, in many places.
I think we really need to think more about all the specificities of race and ethnicity and whiteness. never forgetting that Black Lives Matter and that racism against black people exists in ALL non-black spaces, but we need to acknowledge that there is a “right” white and it is the same that invented the very concept of race in the first place
A promt: Billy and Steve getting tested because of AIDS and as the results come back, both of them being clean, they finally have sex without a protection and they both can’t stop moaning because it feels so much better.
Smut
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Steve was nervous.
He’s not entirely sure why. He’s always been extremely careful about condoms and such, mostly because he was fucking girls and didn’t wanna get anyone pregnant, but still.
Billy was slumped in the chair next to him.
To the untrained eye, he looked bored, leaning back in the chair, but Steve knew him, could read him like a fucking book. He could see the way he was fidgeting his hands, obviously itching for a cigarette.
Billy had more to worry about than Steve did, had been with other guys before, and even if he was safe, nobody really knew how the virus was spreading, how it was killing gay men at the rate it was.
They had driven about five hours to Chicago, to a cheap clinic that didn’t bat an eye at fake names, a fat wad of cash, and the way Steve clung to Billy’s hand.
The nurse brought Steve back first, lead him to the same room he had had his blood drawn earlier.
“Clean bill of health.” She gave him the slip of paper, letting him glance over it. “No sexually transmitted infections to speak of.”
“And what about, what about the virus?”
“Your blood came back HIV negative.” He felt like the weight of the fucking world was lifted off his shoulders. “It’s really great you and your boyfriend are doing this together. Getting tested regularly is really going to help you both stay safe.” Steve just nodded, thanking her profusely as she led him back to the waiting area.
Billy was standing close to the door, was tapping his fingers on his hips, waiting for Steve.
“I’m clean. Clean from everything.” Billy blew out a big breath, tucking Steve under his arm as he lead them both out to the car.
“Me too, Pretty Boy. Clean as a fucking whistle.” Billy put his hand on Steve’s thigh as he revved the engine, flying down the highway towards Indianapolis, towards Hawkins.
They were on each other the second Billy parked the car. Steve was crouched over the center console, the gear shift jammed into his hip.
“We better get inside, Pretty Boy. ‘Fore I jump your bones right here.” Steve pulled back, biting his lip coyly.
“Race ya.” He was out of the car in a flash, racing towards the house. Billy was stuck in his seat belt, swearing loudly as he tried to get free.
He sprinted through the open double doors, finding Steve’s clothes all over the stairs. He caught up to Steve in the landing, grabbing him around the waist and tumbling to the floor.
They wrestled for a second, Billy pinning him down with his wrists above his head.
Steve was flushed below him, in nothing but his underwear. Billy dipped down, kissing him senseless.
“Bill we gotta, the bedroom’s right there.”
“And?” Steve laughed into his mouth. Billy shifted him, getting his arms around Steve’s body, Steve’s legs wrapped around him. He hefted him up, taking him to the bedroom. He tossed him onto the bed, settling between his legs.
“Can’t wait to feel you.” Billy was muttering in his ear as he pulled off Steve’s underwear, began undressing himself as well. “So tight around me always. Gonna feel so good without a condom.”
They were both naked now, pressed together on Steve’s bed, rutting against one another.
Billy separated them for a second, getting the lube out of the bedside drawer.
He slicked up a few fingers, slowly working them into Steve.
He stretched him out, making him whine and keen.
“Don’t, don’t wanna wait anymore. Just fuck me, Bill.”
He didn’t need to be told twice, took out his fingers, and slid himself home.
“Holy fuck.” Billy was still for a moment inside of him. “You’re so, so fucking hot, so wet.” Steve could feel every fucking vein on Billy’s cock.
He pulled out, pressing back in. Steve cried out at the slick drag of the ridges of Billy’s cock, the feeling of his frenulum.
“Oh my God, Bill.” They both couldn’t stop moaning, feeling each other so close. “I want, want you to cum in me. Wanna feel you.”
Billy knew Steve was close, the way his thighs trembled around him, his chest flushed a deeper shade of red.
Billy was close as well, had been close the whole time, with how hot Steve was around him, how velvety soft.
Steve just about lost his mind as Billy came inside him, spilling off deep. It was hot, and wet, and so fucking sticky, made Steve feel dirty in the best way.
He followed close behind, painting both their stomachs.
Billy rolled off him, and his cum fucking dripped out of Steve.
Billy stared at it, running one finger through the mess, pushing it back inside.
“That’s so hot, Pretty Boy.”
“Felt so fucking good.” Steve was boneless on the bed, panting and sleepy. “Don’t think you should ever wear a condom again.”
“I’m with you there, Sweet Thing.”
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