WHAT A FUCKING ICON i feel like the movies and some of the latter books made her seem much less cool than she is and like. what an interesting and intriguing and dynamic character. what a great character for us to sink our teeth into.
we don’t get the opportunity, but we fucking could, is what i’m getting at.
minerva deserves her own book series and WHILE I’M FUCKING AT IT she deserves a happy ending. this whole her husband died and she spent the rest of her life alone and sad thing is bullshit. give minerva a fucking wife you cowards!!! her and pomfrey are fucking, actually. i’ve decided. she and minerva get down in the supply closet every other tuesday, and in minnie’s office evety other friday. they fuck beneath the stars on a quidditch pitch. their relationship is Epic and Sweet and Fluffy and love flows between them as easy as anything. they keep it on the dl because the students would lose their fucking minds if they could bug the wife of their professor just because. it’s to avoid the jokes more than anything else.
“is she this rough with you?”
“what’s her beside manner like?”
“does she use that restraining charm on you?? i didn’t enjoy it, personally.”
SPACE LESBIANS GONNA COLONISE MARS, MAKE IT A BEAUTIFUL SAPPHIC UTOPIA ❤
its actualy really fascinating, the reason they are considering making the mission to mars all female ACTUALLY doesnt have to do with “impure sexual thoughts” or anyhing it has to do with a multitude of factors, for example (cis) women astronauts tend to be smaller and require less food, nasa also did a series of studies showing that in groups, all woman groups showed better cooperation and teamwork than mixed or all men groups, and also probably the most interesting reason is that (cis) mens eyesight is damaged in space travel for reasons we dont even understand yet, for some strange reason the vast majority of men who have been into space have suffered damage to their eyesight and yet almost no women have had this issue, and scientists are still trying to figure out why but in the meantime sending men into space for long periods of time is a huge concern because they may go blind over time … just thought that that headline was a little reductionist and sensationalist so i had to comment, that being said tho…
HELL YEAH SPACE LESBIANS
SPACE LESBIANS IN SPACE
IN SPAAAAAAAAACE
SPACE! THE LESBIAN FRONTIER!
“These are the gay-ventures of the Starship Lez-terprise”
“I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where he could have a damn Gmail account. The day after I taught my mother how to send pictures over Iphone she texted me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives, as we record the years first sunrise so we can remember what beginning feels like when we are inches away from the trigger. Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while we eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did. Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day. Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account, and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes. This life is spilling over with 85 year olds rewatching JFK’s assassination and 7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos. Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like. No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like or how grasshoppers procreate. I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone and you will continue to scoff and that is okay. But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.”
wupacing 