I keep reading interviews with Tyler Posey where he talks about being Mexican on his mom’s side and “everything white” on his dad’s, and how he didn’t grow up speaking Spanish and he doesn’t necessarily look obviously Latino but he clearly thinks of both himself and his character that way, and getting, like, warm fuzzy feelings of solidarity.
And I’m like, “Is this what it feels like to…feel represented?”
“And is it happening to me because of Teen Wolf?”
Female Interviewer: It seems like Scott’s very black and white as far as loyalty—
Tyler Posey: Scott’s Mexican, I think.
Female Interviewer: Huh?
Tyler Posey: He’s Mexican.
Female Interviewer: Oh yeah, maybe, but I don’t know.. but.. yeah..I love you, Tyler Posey.
I love you, Scott McCall.
… I don’t know who I am anymore, but I’m pretty happy. ;)
Hahahaha, I am so predictable. Up ‘til now my relationship with Teen Wolf has been to shamefacedly read fic once in awhile and to laugh at how dumb Scott sounds, but then someone’s all half-Mexican in everyone’s faces and my heart softens to them. Stealth Mexicans are my people!
(I wish I could just deploy that third gif…in life.)
