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ladyknightley:

timeturner:

tiny ginny weasley, growing up with six brothers, deathly afraid of being branded “girly”, because “girly” from the sneering mouths of fred and george meant weak, inadequate, pathetic

ginny weasley at eight years old, sick of her hair flowing down to her bottom, sick of tying it into plaits and pigtails, grabbing a pair of scissors and chopping it all off with messy hacks - then molly was gasping, snatching the scissors from her grasp, yelling at her and mourning her “beautiful, beautiful” hair

ginny weasley at twelve years old, fresh from the horrors of her first year and accepting her dorm-mate’s mascara. after everything that happened, she’s trying to make friends, and her dorm-mates are trying too. so she takes the mascara wand and, for the first time, applies it. it’s clumpy and uneven but her dorm-mates help her perfect it - it’s girly and feminine and against everything she’s ever stood for, against the reputation she had built at the burrow, but she kind of likes the dark weight on her eyelashes

ginny weasley slowly recognising and destroying her internalised misogyny as she progresses through hogwarts - ginny weasley embracing makeup and quidditch in equal measures, ginny weasley burping the alphabet and squeezing into the tiniest of skirts, ginny weasley being stark and cold and fearsome as well as giggly and sweet and flirty. ginny weasley standing up for the tomboys of hogwarts as well as the girliest of girls. don’t fuck with girl-power ginny weasley or you’ll be bat-bogey hexed into next week.

hell. yes.

ginny weasley also realising that the best friendships are ladyfriendships and that society promotes this idea that there can only be One Supreme Girl and all the others must fight with each other for male attention and realising that being brainwashed into believing this is not her fault but also doesn’t make the way she treated fleur any less shitty

but then her apologising to fleur and the two of them becoming best friends/sisters-in-law/queens of everything who swap beauty tips and complex spells, and who shop for clothes and shoes and make up in the morning then go home and spend the afternoon in garden playing quidditch and beating the boys

ginny teaching fleur the bat-bogey hex and fleur teaching ginny all these super interesting french spells she’s never considered before then them both searching for the perfect shade of red lipstick because i will never ever ever ever ever tire of female characters who are feminine and girly and won’t apologise for it whilst still being capable and clever and strong and fierce and loyal

sadurday:

oh man the best is when a dude is like "you’re not wife material." fucking good. i want to be totalitarian dictator material; blood sucking life ruiner material; fucking bulletproof immortal drug lord material. not your fucking wife you gross asshole. 

thedeathofablog:

un-be-fucking-lievable:

prongsmydeer:

pottergenes:

james turning down every hogsmeade invitation by telling them he’s going stag

Sirius spreading a rumour that he has a cat just so when people ask him about it he can go, “Nah, I’m a dog person.”

Peter being loud so when a teacher chews him out, he can promise to be “quiet as a mouse”

Remus turning into a fucking werewolf

overlypolitebisexual:

ummm excuse me robbing banks is my kink and if you arrest me it’s kink shaming so i think you’ll find i’m free to go officer

livebloggingmydescentintomadness:

*snaps fingers in a dragon formation*

spicyshimmy:

don’t romanticize the past. romanticize the future. the future has starfleet

peppermint-toad:

We must away ere break of day

To seek our pale enchanted gold

lordeddardstark:

you know I’m sad ned died but at least he didn’t live long enough to be written grossly out of character

breaker of chains