•support dark skinned natives
•support light skinned natives
•support white passing natives
•support natives whose first languages are their tribal languages
•support natives who cannot speak their tribal language
•support native children who have to teach themselves about their tribal culture
•support natives living on reservations
•support native kids who get asked if their parents live on a reservation
•support native kids who are taught to be embarrassed and ashamed of their heritage
•support métis people who might not know their heritage
•support métis people who aren’t native passing
•support native people who stick to traditional hair and dress styles
•support natives who practice their tribal religion
•support natives who follow mainstream fashion
•support natives who are told they’re “too Indian”
•support natives who are told they’re “not Indian enough”
•but above all, listen to what we have to say about our cultures, our histories, our future, our issues and our people.
We all talk about the mother-son relationship between Molly and Harry but barely of McGonagall and Harry
McGonagall
spent hours spying on the Dursley’s and didn’t want Harry to be put in their care
she bought him a Nimbus 2000 with her own money and since it was new at the time, it must’ve cost a lot
she put Harry on the quidditch
team without checking with Oliver Wood and if it had been another student who was caught flying, they would have been expelled on the spot
she defended Harry in front of Umbridge “He has achieved high marks in all Defence Against the Dark Arts tests set by a competent teacher”
“Potter. I will assist you to become an Auror if it is the last thing I do! If I have to coach you nightly I will make sure you achieve the required results!”
when Amycus spat at McGonagall, Harry cast the cruciatus curse on him which worked meaning Harry truly meant it, and when McGonagall called him foolish, Harry replied as if his actions didn’t need explanation
“The scream was the more terrible because he had never expected or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound” when
McGonagall thought Harry was dead
she was one of the first to reach Harry when he defeated Voldemort
All the blood status in the hp universe is a metaphor for racism but you know what’s boring? Metaphors for racism that only involve white people. Harry is often described as “dark” and like if James Potter’s family was desi and Lily Evans’s was white, that would enhance Harry’s feelings of otherness while growing up with the Dursleys because lbr Vernon was probs a flaming racist.
“Potter” could easily be an anglicized version of a south Asian last name like Potdar or Potluri, and you could make an argument for a pure blood family like the Potters engaging in and profiting from cultural exchange through the British colonization of India so there was an opportunity to establish generational wealth there.
Also on the night he died, James was making pretty-colored lights for Harry. That was October 31st. In 1981, Diwali, the Hindu Festival of Lights, started on October 27th. It lasts five days.
Okay so in [S] Terezi: Remem8er. it was revealed that whenever anybody dies and is revived by a kiss or goes God Tier on their quest bed, they die anyway and their dream self takes up their place. That’s why we could see John in the flash despite that one having gone God Tier, and why we could see grimdark Rose despite her being kiss-revived.
That means that every single character in the comic who has gone God Tier on a quest bed, from their point of view, just died with no fanfare, never knowing that their dream self lived on.
Every.
Single.
One.
That means that somewhere out their in the dream bubbles, there is a ghost of fucking Caliborn who shot himself in the fucking face on his quest bed and fucking died.
Could you imagine how fucking pissed he was when he realized he was dead?
God the thought of his rage is so satisfying, even if his dream self is none the wiser.
OH MY GOSH YOURE RIGHT THERE IS SOME ANGRY NON GODTIER CALIORN OUT THERE
‘I got in my car and you were sleeping in the backseat who
the hell are you and how did you get into my car’ au
‘we take the same elevator every day and due to a
misunderstanding I assumed you didn’t speak english and I’ve been talking to my
friend about how hot you are for three weeks and apparently my friend has known
from the start but you agreed not to tell me bc you both think its hilarious
what the fuck’ au
‘we somehow got stuck overnight in an ikea and I just want
to go to sleep in one of the display beds but you’re slowly convincing me that
it’d be fun to see how much shit we can get into before the morning staff come
to open up the store’ au
‘I accidentally dropped you while you were crowd surfing and
you broke your ankle and now I feel responsible so I’m carrying you out of the moshpit’
au
‘I walked into the public bathroom at a mcdonalds and you’re
dangling halfway out of an air vent do I even want to know what you were doing’
au
‘I found you on the roof of my house passed out with a black
eye holding a fire extinguisher’ au
