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lindira:

Fantasy does NOT have to follow real world rules. Fantasy does NOT have to relate to some real world event, country, concept, law, or history. Fantasy does NOT have to mirror any particular time period or country, even if you’re basing your world on a real world one. There is NO SUCH THING as “historical accuracy” in fantasy as it relates to the real world.

THE ONLY THING Fantasy has to do to be believable is follow the established rules OF ITS OWN WORLD. Fantasy can literally be anything you imagine it to be.

If your fantasy world excludes people of color or those belonging to the LGBT+ community, if it’s grossly misogynistic and white cis-male centric, that’s because YOU made it that way. Stop blaming “historical accuracy” or “believability”. It’s not the genre; it’s YOU.

If I may add something here (which I’m sure others have already pointed out):

People of color, LGBTQ+ people, disabled people, and neurodivergent people have existed everywhere throughout all periods of history. The way mainstream history is told has always been shaped by ideas about national and ethnic identity. We have images in our heads about what a historical place/period “should” look like – but those images are simply not accurate. Example: “everyone in Elizabethan England was white.” Nope. People of African descent were there. “No one before the 20th century was autistic, it’s a new thing.” Wrong again. Because of the way mainstream history is told, we don’t hear about these people, but that does not mean they didn’t exist.

When you bring up “historical inaccuracy” to argue against the presence of PoC and other minority groups in historical/historically-inspired fiction, it’s because the picture you’ve been fed of that historical time has been laundered to suit a certain racist/homophobic/ableist ideology. Or it means you yourself are a racist/homophobe/ableist who wants to hide behind the guise of “historical inaccuracy” to attack diverse fiction. Either way, you’re wrong.

So, bringing this back to fantasy: Even if your fantasy story does relate to a real-world event, country, concept, law, or history, you still don’t have the excuse of “historical inaccuracy” to avoid making your story diverse.

(This is not to take away from the point OP was making – they’re absolutely right. I just wanted to take it one step further.)

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byebyeirishwhy:

plz reblog if your page is a safe space for all asexual spectrum and trans people!!!!

i need some good ass accounts to follow that are open for my cousin (trans) and i (asexual) :^)

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No one talks about how seeing celebrities in real life breaks your brain.

For example, a few days ago, at a nice little bakery near Byron Bay, I ordered an iced latte and stepped to the side to wait, I was one of only a two or three people in line. A few moments later everyone else has their drinks, and a gentleman walks up to the counter with his wife and his dog.

It’s a cute dog, it’s a beautiful lady, it’s a handsome man.

Wait, that’s not a handsome man.

That’s a handsome Chris Hemsworth.

It occurs to me that this man is, in fact, the god of thunder, the cute dumb possessed one from ghostbusters, the huntsman from that one Snow White remake with Bella from twilight. Yes, that is Chris Hemsworth.

Now, I’m torn because while the counter staff are (understandably) fawning over the celebrity who they seem to have encountered a few times before, my iced latte has been forgotten. I’m standing to the side, two feet from Chris Hemsworth trying to decide wether to focus on him, or his dog.

His back is to me, he has a very cute dog.

I focus on the dog.

A while passes and Chris and his dog and his wife start to leave, and then they’re walking away which is fine. A lady behind the counter looks at me.

“You had the latte?” She says, grabbing the milk jug from under the steamer.

“Iced latte.” Her coworker corrects her, pouring my drink, “I’ve got it.”

He looks to me, “sorry for the wait, we were a bit disracted.”

“Yeah, I get it,” I say, “that was a really cute dog.”

They stare at me.

They think I’m serious.

I look like a fool.

“I’m kidding.” I say finally and they both laugh as he hands me my beverage, after fifteen minutes of waiting.

I wasn’t mad that I had to wait.

I get it.

But now, a few days later, a gif crosses my dash, one of Chris Hemsworth; a blooper from Thor: Ragnarok.

Before now I’d think “wow what an attractive man. Beautiful. Stunning.”

Now all I can think is “that man made me wait fifteen minutes for a latte.”

It’s fine.

I got my drink.

However, Thor in my mind is no longer Thor…. he is latte man.