When old men’s tales are called religion and philosophy?
steve rogers: aggressive little spoon
I’m so sick of people thinking they can just waltz into my room when I’m obviously listening to music in 4/4.
I just wanted to reblog this again because I find it inordinately funny.
the idea of harry potter not only straddling two worlds between him (the british wizarding world and the british muggle world) but also being met at each end by two entirely different systems of historical dehumanization/subjugation (with harry on one hand being a half-blood in a society built on blood pedigree and on the other hand being black mixed-race in a society built on white supremacy) is at once extremely tragic and extremely compelling narratively
it’s also interesting that either status has a completely negligible effect within the opposite world (i.e. harry’s blood status means nothing in muggle britain and his race means nothing in wizarding britain)
mixed-race harry continues to rise to the top as the most narratively compelling interpretation of the text
Miko Fogarty - 2013, Esmeralda
THESE GIFS ARE BEAUTIFUL
nvdkshf thank you!!
which way does a cyclops wing their eyeliner
tumblr user greenhoused is asking the real questions
It doesn’t matter, because Nobody is going to criticize their makeup.
WAS THAT A MOTHER FRACKING ODYSSEY PUN
Well, it wasn’t a motherfucking Oedipus pun, that’s for sure.
imagine a muggle-born Hogwarts student during a Yule Ball enchanting various musical instruments so that they play the Macarena
and all the muggle-borns swarming to the centre of the Great Hall and baffling the entire room with their sychonronised dancing and AYYYY MACARENA *CLAP*
Just wait until they bust out The Electric Slide
Ladies and gentleman this is Mambo No. 5
When I first started college I wore my LGBTQ button
on my book bag with conviction
but now I wear it with shame
because a bisexual college girl has become a cliche.
My closet has many rooms.
I am tired of being questioned by professors
if I am gay because most of my protagonists are.
I am tired of my boyfriend suggesting we have a threesome
because we would both enjoy it.
I am tired of being the exception to monogamy.
I am tired of being a phase
when phase is just another word for slut in my case
I am tired of being painted as a drunk straight girl
my feelings for my best friend in high school
cannot be compared to a hangover
I am tired of feeling guilty
for having a boyfriend all through high school
because even though I didn’t love him
he helped me survive in a small town
where too many LGBTQ buttons
were met with violence.
When I first came out to my mother
she slammed the closet door in my face.
She said bisexuality did not exist
that you are either straight or gay
and being gay is fine
but since I was her daughter she knew
that I was doing this for attention.
She knew that I was doing this for attention.
I am tired of being a private spectacle.
I am tired of being a conversation
you save until the fifth date
I have opened the closet door but I have not stepped out
because I am tired of being a trope
but if i’m going to be a stereotype
at least make me a permanent one.
I am tired of being seen as temporary.
To my boyfriend, I am tired of proving my commitment to you.
To my gay friends, I am sorry I didn’t fight the same battle as you.
To my fellow bisexual college girls, be proud.
To my mother,
do I have your attention now?