For dooweeooh!

When all of your spoons leave you at once:





Originally an all-girl school, the Salem Witches’ Institute opened its doors to wizards at the turn of the 20th century. Contrary to popular belief, there are no lingering ghosts from the Salem witch trials on campus or in the city because none of the convicted were actual magic folks; despite this, the magical community remains wary of muggle attention. Classes at the institute are therefore located all over the city in different buildings which are only accessible at certain times of the day, and can only be entered through magical means. The same door that leads to a coffee shop, for example, would also serve as the entrance to the school library for the students who know the correct password and hopes to access the building during its operational hours. For this reason, the institute refrains from implementing strict uniform policies, which stands in stark contrast to the very formal dressing practices of the Preparatory Academy of Magic in Louisiana. Every year during Hallowe’en, students like to crash house parties and perform simple spells to get a kick out of the bewilderment of muggles.

Badgley Mischka Pre-Fall 2014


I understand that a lot of people enjoy writing shipfics where they transplant characters into a college setting. Since some writers may not be in college, or may have graduated a long time ago, I thought I’d offer a helpful list of realistic college meet not-so-cute scenarios. Forget baristas. This is where it’s at. 

- I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat

- vicious battle over the only left handed desk in the room

- my roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor

- it’s pouring and my final paper is in my backpack so I guess we’re stuck under this tiny awning together. do you think they’d deliver pizza here

- hey I have to photograph someone for class will you be my model

- hey I have to take someone’s blood pressure for class will you be my victim

- variations of the above

- I know I keep coming to the cookie shop and for some reason it’s always your shift but don’t you dare judge me I need these for my sanity

- all our friends are drunk

- it’s 3 am and I’m still in the library studying for finals and I’m losing my grip on reality and I think I just saw a ghost

- we’re the only two people in this club. what is this club even for

- humans vs zombies (see you can still have your zombie AU, best of both worlds)

- we’re the only people who ever talk in discussions it’s awful



you know the old saying


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       ↳ albinwonderland

My femininity is weaponised. It is soft, but sharp. I have embraced it fully, because to do otherwise would be doing myself a disservice. When I dress and look the way I do, it is specific and full of thought. It says I decide the terms on which you may approach me. It gives me the upper hand in a way that I as a woman in public am so rarely afforded. The current social climate we live in fascinates me because it simultaneously encourages and discourages braise and femininity. Women who choose not to engage in traditionally feminine acts such as hair removal, makeup and certain styles of clothing are punished for it in micro-aggressive ways. The odds are stacked against them from making friends to landing jobs. Women who choose not to or can’t have children are seen as selfish. Women who don’t marry or marry non male-indentifying individuals are seen as confused. And in the same way, on the other end of the spectrum, women who feel best suited to traditionally feminine roles such as ‘stay at home mom’ or ‘caretakers’ are looked down upon by certain feminist schools of thought as to have ‘bought in’. The shaving of legs; the application of body shapers and heels to create a specific look; the art of makeup and hair is seen as frivolous and vain by all genders. So; we’re constantly fighting to find that safe balance – pretty but not too pretty; not so pretty as to look like we tried. Smart, but not too smart; not so smart as to intimidate others. Strong, but not so strong as to appear to need no companionship. Fashion is important and specifically womens’ fashion. When I see other people in untraditional garb, I can’t help but smile at them. Through their actions, they create a little more room - room for me, room for others to feel free to express themselves with more freedom and safety; and I hope that what I do can make space for others to have a little more room too. Someone once told me that revolution comes from the inside, and I didn’t want to believe them but I think it’s true. After all, all it took was the prick of a needle on a spinning wheel - a traditional symbol of feminine labour and creativity - to put a whole kingdom to sleep.
- The League of Extraordinary Ladies

and RENT is everything.