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pocmuzings · 4 years

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hello hi , it is g , ur friendly local neighbourhood hindu indian ( as in south asian ) ! so a few people requested that i just make a guide-esque sorta thing on hindu indian characters ! im not really good at guides , so instead , these are just little things i’ve noticed or picked up on that could really potentially strengthen the next indian character u ( pretty please ! ) pick up !

disclaimer : i am writing this from my perspective and it is NOT definitive , nor do i speak on behalf of all hindu indians ! i am a 23-year-old bisexual cis female hindu indian , with one older gay brother, and a Train Wreck middle brother . my mother is from new delhi , and my father is from nairobi but has indian heritage ( not sure which part of india bc he’s an Engima ) . i have extended family in india and have visited india about 10-15 times throughout my entire life .

so firstly , im so glad u all are here and want to write more hindu indian characters ! please please do so ! i hope this helps , encourages u , and isnt too confusing !!

psa : i need everyone to know that this is a very basic ‘ guide ‘ and theres a lot it DOESNT touch on or address bc i didnt want to get too Extensive and Detailed and have people Turn off and not Read it . this is just written in the terms of hopefully helping build character / be relevant to characters a bit better that ive employed into writing my OWN hindu indian character creations ! but if u have any other questions pls reach out to me or any other indians in the rpc and im sure we’ll try our best to assist u !

FCS:

one thing i’d really like to say is that its great to see fcs like dev patel , deepika padukone and avan jogia picked up every now and then in rps , but there’s actually a LOT of other indian fcs you could be and should be using ! the main reason people don’t seem to know them is because they’re not ‘ hollywood ‘ stars per se ( it was a super big deal when pr*yanka broke out of bollywood and into bollywood but we don’t talk about her on this Blog ) . they’re usually bollywood stars and i don’t really see bollywood discussed that much in the rpc !

if you’re after MORE indian fcs , i have a tag of indian females here , and indian males here . the fcs on my blogs are also not ALL that exist . there are plenty of other blogs out there that post indian fcs , such as sonamhelps & bollymusings !!! there’s also some really great faceclaim directories out there that include a LOT of indians with resources !

unfortunately , i do not know of any trans indians or nonbinary indians but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist . indian cultures and beliefs are still quite Old School and not super progressive . india only just had it’s first wlw mainstream bollywood film released last year . lgbtqia+ issues are NOT really spoken about in india or within indian families at ALL , and if they are - they’re usually dismissed or reacted to Very Very Badly . ( again this isnt definitive and im sure and hopeful that some indians have had GREAT coming out stories and been accepted by their families but this has not been a common thing ive seen or witnessed from my cousins my age , indian friends , myself and my brother who are lgbtqia + )

FOOD :

we do eat with our hands and we eat like PROS with our hands . we can shovel it so easily and quickly . i don’t know how to describe it but you use the first three fingers of your hand to place the Food there , and then use your thumb to kinda scoop it off and into your mouth . this is NOT unhygienic because indians wash their hands very regularly and most of the time we aren’t actually touching our mouths to our hands !

indian food is MADE to be eaten with your hands for the most part . it is literally NOT practical to eat food with a knife and fork . here’s a really great article explaining things more in depth re: indian food and using our hands !

cows are seen as Very holy beings in hindu indian culture , and for that reason - there isn’t a lot of beef being eaten or consumed. sure , some indians DO eat beef but i don’t think its super common, but in my personal experience as a non-beef-eater this results in A LOT of me asking ‘ oh , sorry what sauce does that pasta come with ? ‘ ‘ oh those are beef sausages ? sorry i can’t eat them ‘ etc etc . beef is in a LOT of things , and this makes me very very careful and almost pedantic about what i do eat and ask about , food wise !

indian food is seen as stinky by a majority of white people . it has a very very strong smell as im sure u know , and opening ur lunch box as a little kid to a Curry or Dal ur mum has made u ? one way street to being bullied . i also remember a time a real estate agent continuously told my dad nobody was interested in buying our house bc it smelled too much like curry, despite my mum not having cooked curry in Weeks ( just say what u Really mean , bitch ! )

indian curry exists but so does dal / daal . this is curry-like dish that is usually made out of lentils . so if ur going to talk about indian food and u know curries and samosas . . pls also bring up dals . and sabji ! ( sabji is usually just boiled vegetables plopped together . a lot of potato usually )

desserts are what we call Indian Sweets . this is stuff that is usually very VERY sugary and a bit of an accustomed taste . theyre very colourful and LOOK beautiful but even i , for one , can not eat many indian sweets bc they are a Lot of Sweet and Sugar . examples of indian sweets that u can google : gulab jamun , burfi , rasgulla , jalebi etc . here’s a great link for more !

give me spiced food or give me death . literally . . put some cumin in . . put some garam masala . . put some chillies . . flavour ur Food for my Indian Taste Buds

FAMILY :

if you are the oldest son of an Indian Family . . congratulations . you are now the Head of the family and must carry every weight and burden alone . it is extremely isolating and taxing on you ( my dad is the oldest indian son , and also - so is my eldest brother , obvs ) . there is a LOT that is expected of you to do . you are expected to quite literally run the family and be the ‘ man of the house ‘ by yourself .

if you are a daughter . . . even BIGGER congratulations ! you are basically a maid to every male or guest who EVER comes over to your house . you must be a Hostess , you must be in the kitchen cooking , serving snacks, bringing tea , and then washing up and basically waiting on Hand and Foot . you will not be included into a lot of dialogue or engaged in a lot of conversation and TRUST ME ! THAT WILL GRIND UR GOD DAMN GEARS IN THE 21ST CENTURY !

if you are a boys’ boy ( aka straight and Sporty ) , then congrats ! you get it the easiest : you are the favourite of every social event . the uncles and cousins love talking to you and dude-ing it up with you , and the aunts fawn over you and think you’re the Best Thing since sliced bread . sit back , put your feet up , and expect to be treated like a God. you can do absolutely no wrong . ( my middle brother is this to a T and listen . . he’s been in and out of jail for physical violence and ab*se for over 5 years . and family still FROTH over him . my teeth are gritted to dust thinking of this again )

indian aunties are lethal . they gossip like teenage girls . they will find out everything . they will bitch behind your back . they can NOT be trusted .

everyone is ur uncle or aunt, sister or brother . literally everyone . ur cousin ? no. thats ur sister . ur dads friend ? no , thats ur uncle . you will call them as such . EVERYONE is family .

family is in general a VERY BIG THING in indian culture , too . ‘ what will it Look like to everyone else if we don’t all arrive together ? ‘ my dad usually asks dskjdfjn . it’s all about Looking Right and Standing As A United Front . that being said , indian family has undying and unwavering loyalty for one another , they just show it in a very Weird way .

FASHION:

female hindu indian formal clothes are usually really embroidered to hell and back and this makes them very scratchy , uncomfortable, and HEAVY . you aren’t running anywhere anytime soon in a full blown lehenga or saree

most ‘ modern ‘ hindu indian women do not wear full Indian Clothes all the time . some do , but usually it’s a lot of wearing a kurti tunic with jeans , or just normal everyday clothing . again , this is going to be different based on which parts of india your character is from , though !

usually , older women and married women wear traditiona hindul indian clothing quite often . i know my mum wore a sari AT HOME everyday when i was growing up, until i was like 13 and took her shopping with me to get something Else to wear .

bindi’s just stick right onto ur forehead but they do fall off a lot , especially when ur wearing makeup or sweating . again , you don’t need to wear a bindi everyday , unless thats ur preference . i usually only wear them for festivals . ( festivals means indian celebrations , not like . . coachella ((which u should not be wearing a bindi to , if ur not indian fyi )) )

male formal clothes are usually just literally anything Formal and buttoned up for the most part , and u can get away with that , or you can wear a really nice kurta

indians wear white at funerals , not black ( not sure if this should go in the fashion section but this entire thing is being organised into a Mess by now anyways ) . you CAN wear black to a funeral of course , but its common to wear white !

DATING ( tw’s for islamaphobia ):

modern day indian / desi fuck boys exist and my god they are Something Else . hasan minhaj did a really good piece about this and explaining them to a T ( starts at 1:43 )

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT WILL MENTION ISLAMAPHOBIA AND HOMOPHOBIA ! ) basically according to Older indians , , ur dating options in 2020 go like this ( if ur a cis female like me ) : hindu indian men are god tier , white men are Not Okay But I Guess So Bc We Have To Accept They’re Everywhere , females / being lgbtqia+ is not Taken Seriously , and muslims are literally not even close to being an option or Accepted . again this isn’t definitive but based on a lot of indian media i’ve consumed and seen how they portray muslims in general as well as Dating Options , as well as talking to other indians , both who are older / traditional and hold these ideals , whereas Younger gens generally do NOT hold these ideals / actively are Against these backwards ideals. i remember when i was in year 6 and had my first boyfriend . . he was a muslim and my dad FLIPPED the FUCK out . it’s not even that i was dating someone / young / his only daughter . . it was mainly because i was dating a muslim . again , this is a very OLD SCHOOL and traditional way of thinking and it is NOT CORRECT . pls don’t take this as a note to be islamaphobic if u write an indian character bc . . thats literally the opposite of what im trying to tell u here .

yeah arranged marriages are definitely still a thing for us , even now in 2020

YES if u are an unmarried / single indian ( ESPECIALLY if ur a woman ) about to enter ur 30s . . ur in DANGER and u are the black sheep and theres probably something Wrong With You bc why are u still single ?

TRADITIONS / BELIEFS / SUPERSTITIONS :

idk if its just me and my family but we are SUPER superstitious . if you say anything like ‘ he hasnt gotten sick in years !’ immediately , everyone knocks on wood or their head . if you were planning on leaving the house and sneeze ? thats bad luck , stand and wait for five minutes then u can leave . we have a strong belief in drishti , or alternatively : The Evil Eye , and making sure we don’t invite it into our lives . a lot of our prayers are about warding drishti away .

the evil eye is kinda Complicated but basically its an ill-wishing upon an unsuspecting person . if somebody is jealous of you or angered by you , they may wish upon you or cast upon you the Evil eye ( or even just glare at u whilst ur not looking and thats Big Bad ) .

a lot of older indians , like older people in general i guess , are not super progressive or Open . this isnt ALWAYS the case but older indians can be very very stubborn in their beliefs in what is Right and Wrong , Normal and Not Normal

theres a LOT of hindu indian festivals and events ! tbh too many for me to even keep up with . but without fail at least once a year ill say to ONE of my friends ‘ oh sorry i cant make it . i have an indian Thing on that day ‘ and its usually about a festival , so pls be aware that there are a LOT of indian festivals and if ur writing an indian character , its perfectly understandable and Relatable for them to say they can’t make it to a party or hang out with their friends that night , for that very reason !

the main / most popular ( ? ) festivities that i personally do celebrate every year without fail are :

diwali ( the festival of lights , celebrating goddess lakshmi roaming the earth . in my household this is usually turning on literally every single light and lighting candles and fireworks / sparklers and saying some prayers , and eating a formal dinner all together ! )

holi ( the festival of colours . celebrating victory and love . again personally for me , this was usually celebrated at the temple with all of us Kids running around throwing paint on each other ! )

rakhi / raksha bandhan ( a day of sisters celebrating their brothers . you tie a rakhi which is usually a bracelet / holy string around your brothers wrist , feed them some food , pray for their wellbeing and in return they gift you something . in my case, i usually get money from them ) .

navratri / durga puja ( 9 nights and 10 days of celebrations but tbh u don’t have to do all the days . or i mean . . i don’t . i fast one day from morning to night and then i slide on over to boogie and dance dandiya which is literally the MOST FUN dance ever bc its based off some Historical Fight and u go faster and faster and keep going until ur absolutely SPENT bc u dont wanna lose ur place in the circle )

there are SO MANY HINDU INDIAN GODS too . and so many prayers to all of them and to just general Life Wellness . chances are that ur character will know at least ONE aarti / gazal / prayer off by heart and have sung it at least 30 times in a monotone voice . the ones i know off by heart bc ive had to sing them 3000 times ? om jai jagdish hare , & the gayatri mantra

GENERAL LIL THINGS I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO CATEGORISE ( tw’s for skin whitening , colorism and classism ) :

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT NEEDS A TW FOR SKIN WHITENING AND COLORISM ) lets hold indians accountable right now : we advertise SKIN LIGHTENING CREAM . i think they finally stopped that earlier this year / due to BLM ( i’m not entirely sure / could be wrong ) , but thats literally how bad it is , that we would openly advertise and encourage people to literally bleach their skin rather than look darker .

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT NEEDS A TW FOR COLORISM AND CLASSISM ) colorism is a BIG thing in india and usually linked to class . generally speaking , the people who are Darker Skinned are usually people who work outside / labourers or homeless even , and are therefore seen as lower class / bottom class . the lighter skin you have , the more privileged and advantaged you are bc ur seen as working a Good job out of the sun and having a home . it’s incredibly classist as well as just generally Fucked Up . why am i telling u this ? mainly so u understand the importance of using a dark skinned indian fc vs a light skinned indian fc which i know is hard , bc a lot of darker skinned indians arent in hollywood / have resources , but its still something to Think About .

i have a long Ethnic name . literally my first name is 10+ letters , which i know doesnt seem that long Necessarily but its also a Super Ethnic name with e’s and and j and n . it Flows and Sounds very clearly different from a christian name . it is VERY important to me that my name be said Correctly because i’ve spent so much time having it said incorrectly or Westernised . i also know a lot of indians my age who ( like me ) have had to dramatically shorten their REAL first name ( which is usually also pretty long . not always , but it is Common ) , to fit their name into white people’s mouths better . please put some thought into ur indian characters name !

not all indians speak hindi ! hindi is one of MANY dialects within india . there is also tamil , urdu , bengali , punjabi , telugu and SO many more , so pls research which part of india ur character / their family is from bc hindi won’t always be the default language for them !

not every indian is hindu ! of course ur character doesnt have to be religious at all , bc if im being honest IM barely religious but my FAMILY is and this is smth u should think abt bc religion is a pretty big thing for indians . so even if ur character isnt hindu , they were probably raised with SOME religious beliefs . have a think about which religions they would have been brought up with ! there’s a very large percentage of practicing muslims , sikhs and buddhists too ! and even christianity !

WRITING WISE / CREATING AN INDIAN CHARACTER WISE :

the first step should be to consume indian media ! listen to indian music . watch bollywood movies ! theres SO MANY out there on everyone’s netflix . if u want some recs , let me know and i can try my best to find smth for u ! if u want smth thats Hollywood-indian . . . Hasan Minhaj is great to watch , especially his episodes on indian culture / politics , and Never Have I Ever on netflix was rlly good / relatable for me personally as an indian growing up in a western society !

i would really really love to see more indian rep in general , but i’d also like to discuss the Stereotypes that ive seen indians portrayed as in mainstream hollywood media :

indian women as soft spoken and subservient beings who are abused by their husbands and have no say in anything

heterosexuality within indian relationships and indian dating

indian men as sleazy

indians in general not being seen as Sexy or Sexual beings with any sex drive at all

Stumbling , Stuttering , Nerdy awkward messes of men who don’t know how to interact with anybody they find sexually appealing

an indian character that everybody ( usually white ) finds Uncomfortable and Weird and is seen as usually the Butt of the joke .

i think those mentioned above could be helpful in how to plan your next indian character and think about how to SUBVERT a trope theyre often portrayed as , or create an indian thats not stereotypical !

so what and who SHOULD you write ?

an indian character who is proudly and openly gay , or bi

a trans or nonbinary indian ( PLEASE ! )

an indian character with really super accepting parents and family

an aromantic indian

an indian who is focused on their career first and not their dating life

a fuckboy / fuckgirl ( honestly . . i’d love to see it )

a indian character who is a party animal

an outspoken indian female who takes no shit and is strong in every sense of the word

a confident , smooth talking indian businessman who is Sexy and Lusted After ( not in a gross christian grey way but just . i’d love to see indian characters seen as Sexy . not in a fetishy way , either , but just because it’d be a nice change in pace ! )

a character who IS traditional / religious but also very progressive and forward thinking in their beliefs

honestly just any character that isnt whats mentioned above

#guide #writing help #rph #rpc #islamaphobia tw #colorism tw #classism tw #idk if this is any good and i was very uncomfortable putting in the part abt how a lot of older indians feel abt muslims #but i mean . . lets just call it the fuck out bc its Gross Behaviour so lets call it out and work to change it #anyways every trigger is tagged super clearly in every point that talks abt it #i kept those parts Brief and as Direct and Honest as possible #pls let me know if u need me to tag anything #and lastly . . . pls write indian characters !!!!

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fanficqueenie · 3 years

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Major TW Warning!! Ab*se, Tort*re, K*dnapping, N*edles And angst, lots of it. Don't like, don't read.

Avery opened his eyes, and immediately felt his head pounding with pain. It was so bright. Where was he? He could see dark figures appearing in the light, and he blinked again, moving to rub his eyes.

Clink.

Moving to rub his eyes... apparently that wasn't going to happen. Something was holding his wrists, something cold.

Clink.

He tried again, to no avail. His ankles were chained, too. That's what it was, he discovered after his eyes finally adjusted to the light. Chains. The figures... they were people. People in bullet proof vests and white lab coats. But one. One was dressed in a nice, formal suit. Maybe even a tuxedo.

"It's the kid."

Avery heard the man speak, a deep, low tone.

"He's the one we could catch, sir—“ a white coat answered the man with a frantic and apologetic tone.

The man waved his hand. "No worries. None at all. This is even better.” Avery couldn't see it, but he could practically hear the sickeningly sweet smile forming on the man's mouth. Whatever he was planning, it wasn't good. Not at all.

Avery made a weak attempt to escape, trying to pull his arms off the wall behind him. The metal cuffs made a loud clang against the heavy chains, and everyone looked up.

He could see now. He could see the whites of each of the scientists eyes, scared, frightened. But... it wasn't for themselves. They were no longer worried about being punished for not grabbing one of the actual Avengers. They were terrified for him.

And that was frightening all in its own.

"Ah, you're awake!" the man said cheerfully, sauntering over. "Good to know, Avery."

Avery glared, trying to recognize the man's face. Well, he recognized it, but he just... just couldn't place it. He spat at the suit-clad man with the little saliva he had in his dry mouth.

The man looked up at Avery, disgusted. "Not going to be cooperative? Well then.” Streaks of pain flashed across Avery's vision as he was struck by the man's hand. "We're gonna have a bit of a problem."

Avery gasped for breath, chest heaving at the intense pain. He squeezed his eyes shut before reopening them. It shouldn't have hurt that much. How weak was he?

The man smiled in satisfaction. "Wondering why it hurts so much, pretty boy?" He sneered, and turned to face the room behind him. As if he were simply teaching a class, not abusing a teenager, he asked, "Can anyone tell me why he's in so much pain?" He pointed to a scientist who had shakily raised their hand.

"We injected you with a serum that amplifies your nerve endings, as well as your pain receptors," the white coat whispered, in an ashamed and hushed tone.

Avery looked up with wide eyes. That couldn't mean... no, they wouldn't. Not to a kid. Not to a kid.

The man seemed to read Avery's face. "Oh, we would, pretty boy. But not if you give me answers."

That’s when it clicked. The tone of voice, the face, the actions.

This man was none other than Alexander Pierce.

Avery decided to pretend to comply and give in at first, though he knew it would come back to bite him in a moment. "What do you need to know?" He rasped out, his normally projective voice nothing more than a breathless whisper.

"Where's Nick?" Pierce growled in Avery's face, before poking him with something rather sharp.

He hadn't even given Avery a chance to answer as the pain pushed a wave of oblivion over him, black spots clouding his vision. Avery gasped curled away from the pain naturally, only to tug on the tight restraints.

He couldn't get away from it, he was stuck. He panted heavily, squeezing his eyes shut as if he could will the pain away. It was only then that it occurred to Avery that he was shirtless, his earned wounds would be available to the eyes of prying scientists.

"Where's your adoptive father?" Pierce snarled and poked Avery again, who let out a whine of absolute pain. It hurt, it hurt so much more than it should. "Where's Nick Fury?"

He had to stay strong, he needed to. He couldn't give anything away. "I don't know! I don't know," he said. Well, scratched out.

"I think that's a lie." Pierce frowned, voice going soft for a moment. "What do you say we go easy at first?" The head man waved a scientist forward that had three syringes with needles attached.

Avery squinted, trying to figure out what they were.

There was no need. "This—this is truth serum," Pierce held one up, and then pressed it into Avery's neck, though the boy squirmed as much as he could. The little prick felt like a fly bite timed a thousand. Avery cursed, his voice full of absolute pain and dread. Pierce smiled a Cheshire smile of satisfaction. "And the other two are more pain serums. We'll use those if you still don't cooperate."

Avery shook his head. He didn't want to do this. He knew where Nick was. But he wasn't going to tell anyone. Especially not Pierce.

After living with Fury for so many years, he had undergone a lot of training. Which included building up an immunity to truth serum.

"Where's Nick?" Alexander asked politely, sitting on the edge of one of white coat's desk.

In hiding, the voice in his head said. In hiding. "Dead!" Avery spat instead, ignoring his altered instincts. "You killed him."

Pierce's face dropped into a grim glare. "I'm going to ask one more time. And then the pain serum." He gestured to the shots. "Where is Nick Fury?"

"Dead," Avery hissed weakly.

"Alright then," Pierce said simply, picking up one of the needles, holding up to the light. The amber liquid inside shone like a topaz, adding to the terrifyingly calm effect that Pierce was trying to force onto Avery. The boy shook his head, shivering with horrible anticipation of what was coming. He didn't want it. He didn't want it.

But he got it anyway.

The needle ripped into his neck like it was lead pipe instead of a small needle. He yelled out in pain, not bothering to stop the tears that began to form. It hurt, so, so, much. The pain was excruciating. And yet it was only the second of three.

"Oh... our dear boy can't take another one, can he?" Pierce said sweetly, though Avery would have to be stupid to think it was a real question. The scientists shook their heads, they knew he couldn't. Not without passing out.

Unfortunately in this case, this was a boy raised by Nicholas Joseph Fury.

"He'll have to," Pierce finished with a growl, stabbing the second needle harder than the first.

And, oh my, did it do its damage.

Avery couldn't even scream, it hurt so much. It felt like he couldn't breathe, and all the whitecoats had to watch as he gasped for unreachable air. Well, not unreachable. Impossible to feel.

"Stop, please," Avery cried, the teen reduced to a whimpering child with a simple few needles. "Please..."

"Where is Nick?" Alexander demanded again, getting into Avery's face, ignoring the trembling of the boy. "Don't you dare lie to me! The director of SHIELD is not that easy to kill!"

"Dead," Avery whispered, head hung.

"Liar," Pierce hissed, and brought a small rectangular box out of his pocket. A lighter. He lit the box, the orange flame easy to see against the scarily white blur Avery saw. He met the boy's eyes before holding the miniature blaze under Avery's chin, forcing a sharp gasp, and him to look up. "Where is Fury?!"

Avery hyperventilated, his whole body shaking in hurt and shock. He closed his wet eyes. The tears that dripped down his face shown like dewdrops on a spiderweb. What a pretty sight, in the wrong circumstances. Avery could smell the flesh beginning to burn, the searing pain hitting a moment later. He screamed a bloodcurdling scream, only stopping when his voice was lost.

Everyone knows a burn under normal circumstances hurts, a lot. But with the serum... it was a whole something else. Unworldly.

Pierce pulled the flame away, with a satisfying click as the flame died. He grinned smugly before harshly squeezing Avery's neck, cutting off his air and destroying the freshly burnt skin even more. The boy was only so tough. He had to give in.

"Ready to speak coherent words?" Alexander asked, before lighting the box once more . . .

"That's enough," the super-soldier said quietly from over Nick's shoulder. "For all of us."

Nick buried his face in his arms, leaning his torso over the table in the cold underground of the rebuilding SHIELD. Most people thought the infamous director of the earth protection agency was an unbudging, emotionless, unyielding, diehard of a person.

And most of the time he was.

Except for when it came to the boy. This boy he had raised, trained, and shared meals with. He had come to love the boy like a true father would. And the boy treated him in return, in the right respects, always.

He didn’t sass back like a normal teen. He didn't storm off to his living quarters. He didn't sneak out. He was a trooper, he was. And Fury had let Pierce get to him.

Natasha looked between Steve and Maria, sharing the parental feelings that Nick had. They had grown to like the kid. But not the same way Nick had.

Nick closed the laptop, pushing it over to Maria. "Boss?" she asked softly, quietly, kindly.

Nick didn't respond. He simply looked up, staring at the eagle-shaped logo in front of him. "He got what he deserved," he whispered angrily, thinking of Pierce. Now that he knew who had taken Avery, he wished he could've been the one to pull the trigger instead of the Black Widow.

Steve nodded, and looked at the floor. He looked back up at Natasha, cocking his head toward the door.

She hesitantly patted Nick's shoulder, letting her small hand rest there before following Steve out. She glanced back, only letting her eyes lay on the shuddering and shaking balled form in the corner for half a second.

Nick waited until he heard the door close before meeting Maria's eyes and then letting his rest on the boy as well.

"Avery," he said quietly.

The boy with light hair looked up, with wide, scared, and empty eyes. "Please leave me... it hurts, don't talk to me... don't touch me," he rocked back and forth in a ball, the several trays of food beside him untouched.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, Fury," Maria said softly.

But the dark skinned man just shook his head and sighed. "I can't, Hill."

The boy hadn't told Alexander a word.

*Reposted from quotev.com, user @.goddessofsecrets

#marvel #marvel imagine #nick fury #maria hill #alexander pierce #angst #marvel oc

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mensfrightsactivist · 4 years

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what book are you talking about? 👀 I always love hearing people vent about badly written women in literature!

Okay anon I had to go pull out my computer because I wanted to give this a like, ~*serious*~ reply. This monstrosity got its own AMC series according to the front cover so yay, more ~*strong*~ female characters written by men in print and on screen! something i’m sure we’re al excited for.

It’s called NOS4A2 by Joe Hill. First of all, the title is obnoxious as hell. Without giving spoilers, the title of the book refers to a vanity plate of a ~spooky car~ (it’s a horror book) and I’m listening as an audiobook at work so hearing the narrator spell it all out every time they wanna reference the car is super clunky. That’s beside the point but with a title like NOS4A2 (which if you’re wondering is supposed to spell Nosferatu, took me a while) I feel the need to explain. Also it’s not even remotely about vampires so if you’re gonna read it don’t go into it expecting anything along the lines of the classic film.

~*some light spoilers ahead for your viewing pleasure*~

Now the main character, first of all, goes by Vic instead of Victoria, is written to be clearly “not like the other girls”, is an alternative super-hottie who’s just the TINIEST bit “unstable” (enough to make her hot and vulnerable of course, not scary), and the only men she’s ever loved are

her wife-beating, abusive alcoholic father who left her in the care of her ~*eeeevil mother*~

the “morbidly obese” (book’s description not mine) father of her child who’s described as being greasy, having a scraggly beard, and makes more nerd and superwholock-type references than 2012 Tumblr

and her son who she’s too emotionally distant to wanna stick around for.

we’re to understand she’s literally had no other relationships with men ever which i think is worth noting, too

Basically it feels like the writer thought to himself “Gee who would I be if I had soft skin and tits and long hair” and just decided that would suffice as his definition of ‘woman’ and let it shape the entire main character and therefore basically the entire plot. Oh also, she’s bisexual but it’s only mentioned like twice and in fairly lewd context if i’m remembering right. And then she writes off her own attraction to women by saying she was “more attracted to men anyway so it doesnt matter” or something along those lines. (Remember I’m listening to the audiobook during work so my memory isn’t perfect)

There were points in the book where it’s pretty clear her dad’s a piece of shit and still she ~*loves him more than anyone*~ and there are supposed to be these big emotional scenes where i’m just laughing out loud at work because it seems so fucking implausible. idk maybe thats just me/my history with the idea of dads but like.. it was truly comical sometimes

like here’s the thing if you’re writing a main character make sure you know how a person of that demographic would think and behave. i would NEVER assume that i know how cis men think and therefore would never make a cis man the main character of a work of fiction i was writing. that’s not to say men shouldn’t be included in my stories obviously! but i don’t have to be inside the mind of a side character to write a side character. it’s super clear that this guy just doesn’t understand the female perspective in the slightest idk

ANYWAY. To its credit, the syntax was great, vocabulary varied, the story itself had a LOT of potential to be really cool, especially on screen i can imagine it translating really well, and as a book in the horror genre i think it’s pretty successfully horrific in plot. on the other hand, there’s a lot of explicit r*pe, g*re, vi*lence, ch*ld ab*se mentions, ableism done in the actual grossest way, and the author clearly doesnt understand/might hate women so.......

this got really rambly and i’m sorry! i just like.... got really passionate about this book because i wasted 18 hours of my life on it! and it seemed really good at the beginning when the protag was a kid! but like halfway through the book she’s an adult and i’m like “wow who writes women like this???”

#Anonymous #i wish i had a physical copy of the book and i could pull out solid references but like #trust me #shes got woman-written-by-a-man syndrome tm #edit: im watching the show now wisj me luck

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