Thanks Hermione

I'm Margot I'm a gurl and I have no idea wtf I'm doing with my life. Often found crying in a puddle of my own blog/ Gave my right arm to touch Richard Armitage's beard but somehow he didn't keep his end of the deal/ Profoundly sorry about most aspects of my life/ Responsible adult human (lol nope jk)/ I tend to give things my walrus of approval A+++ 5/5 stars would recommend

Currently obsessing over: Game Grumps, Pokemon (i'm playing for the first time of my life) and WWE wrestling shenanigans. I shit you not.

Also to be found: Harry Potter, Star Trek, Marvel, Doctor Who, Star Wars, Anime classics (Sakura, Cowboy Bebop, more to follow), Sleepy Hollow, BBC Sherlock, Avengers, Batman, BBC Robin Hood and the occasional text post about things that I feel I should share (jk most of the time it's stuff that no1currs about)

"Margot doesn’t always give a fuck, but when she does we never hear the end of it" -Cloe (THANK FRIEND)

RAVENCLAW
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Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff - two master assassins…


mightyflower:

to quote hamlet act III scene iii line 92, “no”



hey-nnister:

helioscentrifuge:

SHOTS FIRED

Damn that turned innocent to calling out sexism real fast


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This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

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This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke

(via backshelfpoet)




like-lucy-in-the-sky:

fwips:

like-lucy-in-the-sky:

why are the bad guys’ horses always menacing and demonic too like

is there some kind of horse breeder for evil villains

come to uncle jim’s evil horse stables: for all your villainous horseriding needs

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aR E YOU THE REASON THIS IS GETTING SO MANY NOTES