maybe the princess can save herself;

tenderpatroclus:

u know when u feel bad just remembering that jesper “not just girls” fahey and nina “i flirt with the women too” zenik are bisexual can make u feel better

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gabrielledelacour:

lily evans was such a little sister.
you better believe she was always getting in petunia’s things, stealing her clothes, nicking the last piece of food off the serving tray at dinnertime and licking it so tuney couldn’t get it even though she wasn’t actually hungry.
she only let petunia do her plaits in the mornings before school because she would stick in her glittery barrettes that lily wasn’t allowed to own because she always lost hers. when she was accused of having cooties because she held hands with her neighbor jake, petunia plans revenge and answers all her questions about boyfriends and kissing, even though she really doesn’t care for him at all.
and naturally when petunia had friends over she would camp out in their room with a blanket and her favorite novel and just harass them until they gave in and let her gossip with them over who was kissing who and whose mum was the strictest, and she would always surprise them because she had this knack for picking up details and knew more about petunia’s classmates than tuney did. ~~and of course petunia pretended to be annoyed but was really all puffed up with pride.~~
but then their once close relationship falters, and lily doesn’t know who she is anymore. because the one constant in her life was that she was a little sister, and she was so good at it.
but her friends notice. so mary casually tosses out the idea of a communal closet in the dormitory where the girls can keep things they don’t mind sharing. they each toss in a few jumpers and accessories, but nobody uses it besides lily, who eventually feels comfortable raiding everyone’s personal cupboards and nicking their favorite skirts for hogsmeade dates. one time lily asks sirius about shampoo brands and he suddenly considers himself an expert in all things lily evans’ hair, fancying himself her hairdresser and experimenting with spells to defrizz her curls and even weaving in some tulips, that one time. by this point lily and james are mates, and when the bloke she’s dating tries to take advantage of her because she’s a little drunk, james promptly hexes him and practices making out with her ~~because she’s convinced she’s doing it all wrong.~~ marlene makes sure to take extra food at mealtimes because she knows lily will end up stealing something (”everything tastes better from someone else’s plate, didn’t you know?” “sure”). and then there’s alice, who was head girl when lily was a fifth year prefect and needed guidance, and eventually they become close enough friends that lily sits with her and her mates every sunday breakfast and listens to their banter.
and lily finds she’s okay. because they aren’t related to her by blood, her fellow gryffindors, but they somehow still make her a sister.

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yes lily evans marauder era hc hp history has its eyes on queue ot5: live fast die young

Woody Allen is holding a copy of The Bell Jar [and says] “Sylvia Plath: interesting poetess whose tragic suicide was misinterpreted as romantic by the college-girl mentality.” Here, Allen seems to be implying that young female readers of The Bell Jar just don’t get it; they misconstrue the actual content behind the novel, and instead come out seeing the book as romantic. The reality, of course, is in fact the opposite. Yes, many young women relate to The Bell Jar and see themselves in the character of Esther Greenwood. Stories about young women within this particular context (that analyze the abusive and sexist ways society treats them, as well as looks into women with mental illnesses) are rare and, as such, it is hardly surprising that women relate to it. Additionally, as I have discussed here, many women also enjoy the novel because they see the level of skill and intellect that was put into it, oftentimes more so than many critics have. (…) They say that because the novel was the autobiographical story of someone with a mental illness, it is allowed to be brushed off and doesn’t merit grand literary analysis. Then, when the novel is popular with the very demographic it is focused on, critics then tell the fans they are romanticizing a tragic story because they relate to it, and then label the novel itself as inferior because of the way it resonates with young women, a group of people that society loves to mock and ridicule. The reality, of course, is simply that in The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath is saying things that are true.

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