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can we take a second to ponder on the fact that a kids movie did lady armor better than the entire film and comic industry

guess who i’m talking about

did you guess? Well you’re fucking WRONG because it’s Susan goddamn Pevensie

They gave her light armor, appropriate for a small archer:chainmail, an arm brace, chest plate, and a light skirt she can easily run around murderizing dudes in the face in

her hair is also only loose in the promo pictures because Susan is fucking busy not dying because her hair was flying into her eyeballs so she braids that shit back

her mail shirt is also loose enough that it doesn’t impede her arm movements it’s almost like she’s dressed for a fight wow

I like the pinks and purples under her bitchin as hell leather armor here, because you don’t have to be masculine to shoot someone in the goddamn face

To lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given side-eye when you tried to fit in…. you are so worthy of love.

— Laura Gilpin, The Hocus-Pocus of the Universe (1977)

People should not love you despite anything.

They should love you in addition to or because of something.

Your flaws and differences are what make you lovable and attainable.

They are not objects to be cast aside when you are experiencing love.

They should be cherished and acknowledged with kindness.

sometimes a family can be a young woman cursed to look like an old hag, a melodramatic literally heartless wizard under a spell, a fire demon, a little boy, a sentient scarecrow with a turnip for a head, a formerly formidable and terrifying witch, and a dog.

Painting details by Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky (Russian, 1817-1900)

“You must allow yourself to outgrow and depart from certain eras of your life with a gentle sort of ruthlessness.”

— Katy Maxwell

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Photo via Lee Henstock

I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.

Virginia Woolf