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Um this woman is living the dream

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Pokémon! It's you and me! [Tentacruel obliterates an entire fucking building] I KNOW IT'S OUR DESTINYYY

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AU where Minerva McGonagall has a little less faith in Albus Dumbledore so she does agree to leave Harry at the Dursleys.

But then proceeds to move right in next door with her wife because Albus never said that she couldn’t.

So Harry grows up with two grandmalike aunties next door, who basically finnagle him into living with them in all but name. It’s great, until he gets to Hogwarts because he keeps accidentally calling McGonagall Aunt Min instead of Professor.

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I don’t watch the Bachelor but I’m really glad i know people who do so that I can be informed that on tonight’s episode the current bachelor took off all his recording equipment jumped over a fence and ran away into the forest

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Albino raccoon

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I’ve been told by dozens of agents that there isn’t a market for my #ownvoices series about a group of queer kids surviving the apocalypse.

please reblog this if you’d be interested in an LBGT+ sci-fi YA book, I want to prove a point

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reblog with your sign and your godly parent

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We got into a debate in class the other day about Harry and Ginny as an endgame ship (long story, art school is weird) and my teacher made a super good point saying something like

“He didn’t just marry Ginny; he married into the Weasley family. They’ve been his real family for so long that it’s a natural conclusion to his arc.”

Which, like, FUCK, but also conjures the frankly breathtaking mental image of Harry proposing the idea one night at dinner and the ensuing fistfight over which one of the Weasley kids gets to marry him.

Harry: haha so I was thinking about how weird marriage is earlier?? Like, if I married one of you I’d legally be part of the Weasley family by law???? How strange is that???

George, already conjuring a ring: Well all you had to do was ask, Harry

Percy, fighting in the only way he knows how: I can get us the best tax benefits

Charlie, also fighting in the only way he knows how but completely certain he’s going to win: 

Ron: nO ONE IS MARRYING MY BEST MATE

Ginny, already rolling up her sleeves: I’ll fight you for him Ronald

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Me, Dungeons and Dragons trash: Overhears someone rolling dice

Me, immediately:

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Alright ladies we need another lesbian icon aside Thor so i present:

T'challa, king of the lesbians

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this is too real though

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ummm country roads?? take me home????

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Plato, tr. by W. R. Paton, from “Greek Anthology; Epigrams,” published c. 1918

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 SO TODAY I was walking to college down a main road, it was really windy (as you might imagine with all the cars) and I was preocupied with keeping a grip on my beanie when I saw these two women walking a little way ahead of me on the other side of the road. One of these ladies was a bit taller than the other and they were holding hands (aww), the taller kinda butch lady had a flannel shirt on (double aww) and her partner/friend was wearing a cute cream and beige hijab. Now I swear to God this is relevant, wait for it.

A massive gust of wind suddenly comes tearing along the main road. I nearly lose my backpack, to give an idea of how bad it was. I look up and see the wind rip off this poor girls hijab and send it spiriling away down the street. (She had an undercap on so no major crisis but still, right.) 

Before. You. Can. Blink. Our taller flannel-wearing girlfriend of the year TEARS off her flannel like lesbian Clark f***** Kent, throws her shirt over her partners head, and BAM she sprints off LIKE A SHOT after the hijab. 

like 10/10, damn son, holy cheesits burrito, that is the very definition of chivalry and romance right there.