What’s free to you, Nina?
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What’s free to you, Nina?
What Happened, Miss Simone? (2015)
It felt like danger. I don’t get - I don’t get it.
Not to be like “we live in a society” but I think a lot of people’s mental health would be significantly less fucked if they didn’t have to function in a system that forces them to think about their value as a human being as based on how productive they are/how much money people can make off them
Epic
Today just doesn’t stop huh
hi, did you know this is how gay anarchists commemorated J. Edgar Hoover’s death?
The “Faggots and faggotry” in that cursive font is sending me
mucho thanx
oh man this tea is delicious
[a picture of a clear teacup filled with tea. On the cup it reads “the only way to keep theatre alive and relevant in pop culture is to make it more accessible”]
this won’t make your blog ugly… unfollow me if you’re too afraid to share a valuable piece of history with your followers
Hey remember when jkr’s dumbest retcon was that harry and hermione should’ve ended up together, look how far we’ve come
you know what’s more freeing than killing yourself? running away to a small town and getting a job as a waitress. buying a cheap car and sticking a bed in the back and driving southwest. adopting a cat. learning a new instrument. moving apartments. visiting a friend in another city. chopping all your hair off.
you can kill your current life without dying. you can kill this version of you and make a new one.
maybe I’m just a bipolar sucker for rebirth but sometimes that thought is all that keeps me alive
pulling a wholesome gone girl > actually killing yourself
The Supremes concert poster
having a personal sense of style is gay culture and the reason why gay men are seen as fashionable and lesbians as tacky is because the standards are so low for men and so high for women send post
and FURTHERMORE the standards set for women are centered around how appealing they are to men and not actually about style at all a lot of the time. Lesbian style doesn’t care what men find attractive and is therefore considered “wrong”
i said whoever burned the library of alexandria you’re moms a hoe
“‘Gay,’ however, made its first appearance in the late 1920s and, among homosexuals, had secured its meaning as we know it long before the beginning of World War II. The purposes the word served were many, its value inestimable. Straight society had plenty of terms to describe men who liked men, either emphasizing their gender-role deviance (birdie, buttercup, fairy, flit, flutterer, nancy, pansy, yoo-hoo) or aiming to be more general in its characterization and disgust (faggot, homo, queer). Homosexuals used some of these words themselves, particularly faggot, pansy, and queer. The advent of ‘gay’ was a step in a new direction. Homosexuals had appropriated an existent word that had proved especially malleable over the last hundred years. The ‘gay’ women of the nineteenth century were the fancy women, the fallen women, the terrors of the virtuous middle class. By the early 1920s, “gay” had evolved into a less charged adjective. Any fun-loving person might have a gay time at a party or on vacation. (‘gay’ tenaciously retained its sexual edge in other forms - falsies were ‘gay decievers’ and a ‘gay cat’ was a ladies’ man.) Conscious of their status as fallen men, of the view of their lives as barren and joyless, of the stereotype of flippancy and silliness that attached to pansy culture, homoseuals latched on to a word that played off all of these different ideas and the word’s own sly history. Best of all, it could pass undetected in its double meaning among heterosexuals. ‘Is he gay?’ or ‘Did you have a gay time?’ sounded like innocent questions to much of America before 1960. To homosexuals, they epitomized the power of coded language and effectively, or intermittently, moved away from the belligerence of ‘faggot’ and ‘queer’.”
— The Other Side of Silence - Men’s Lives and Gay Identities: A Twentieth-Century History by John Loughery (via deermouth)
Ginny/Luna things I would like (a partial list)
not to get stuck on this point, but very much swol athlete Ginny and accidentally walking into walls Luna
but also intrepid explorer Luna and starstruck Ginny
but also them bonding about shared history, shared traumas
i think also a little of Ginny and a need for separation from the hugeness of the Weasley family and finding somewhere quiet and private with Luna
but also sometimes hosting all the friends and family they know for giant absurd blowouts like some Nargle-related ritual Luna insists on
Luna never quite ~getting Quidditch and them inventing a game they play with rules no one else can follow that Luna explains as if it’s totally obvious
Ginny retiring from being a professional athlete to write for the Prophet and the odd argument that erupts about rival publications and spying
Luna’s unfailingly successful column about sports that she does not get at all, just utter dada-ist nonsense in best Luna form
Ginny grieving for her lost family/friends and a little at loose ends because nothing seems to work and even George seems better equipped with his sadness than she does but then Luna teaches her this beautiful, absurd ritual that she does for lost ones and it involves a lot of things that look crazy from the outside, exactly the sort of thing that got Luna her “looney” nickname, but it just works for Ginny, it actually works and she can breathe again
Luna on long explorations of far-off places where she can’t really Floo much less come back for a weekend visit and Ginny getting slowly grouchier and she gets whatever the equivalent of being in the penalty box for excessive violence a little too often but it happens regularly and everyone knows when it’s happening but it also means everyone is so damn happy to see Luna when she gets back
Ginny at cocktail parties for book publishers when Luna’s latest book about such-and-such a place and such-and-such a creature that Luna encountered
Ginny arm wrestling at the pub
ALSO upon further reflection
let’s all spend a moment imagining Luna in a sort of Luna-flavored mashup of Indiana Jones and Lara Croft. Like. This is a very specific mental place I’m directing you towards so:
unexpected strong
but more like very, very lithe and also refuses all weapons because that’s mean
that special brand of her calm, cool “this will all work out” but while facing a tiger
out of the side of her mouth to local guide, “is this a Muggle tiger?”
guide, visibly shaking with fear, “i don’t know what that means”
luna nods and does an intense eye contact with the tiger who then just fucking leaves
luna meditating on the top of a very tall tree to try to encourage a very rare magical creature about the size of a fist that has green spikes and an incredibly potent skunk-like smell to come hang out with her
luna who is the human embodiment of Humans Will Pet The Thing
luna who Takes An Interest in every wild folklore or tiny sad creature
but also at the same time luna who comes back to london and follows a pigeon across town because it has such fascinating markings
when told “it’s just a pigeon” gives a lecture about rock doves and urban compatability
but also a luna who absolutely does not back down from things ten times her size that are monsters and definitely guarding some kind of cursed treasure and a luna who breaks the curse and finds a very distressed kitten under all that dark magic