theyoungerwhatelydaughter:

dinbly:

theyoungerwhatelydaughter:

You know what traditionally-male fictional character type I have a burning need to see remade as a woman?

Gandalf types.

Old, grizzled, Odinic wanderers. The one who speaks prophecy to kings, gives swords to heroes, wanders into the depths of the Evil Empire to tweak the Overlord’s nose decades before the Heroic Farmbrat Of Destiny was a twinkle in a milkmaid’s eye. Old and tired and weary, full of cynical-but-compassionate advice and gnomic wisdom and I’m-Too-Old-To-Care-About-Propriety humor. Delver into forbidden mysteries, keeper of ancient knowledge, Bearer-Of-So-Fucking-Many-Names. 

Gimme a grizzled old pipe-smoking, sword-swinging granny wandering the Many Kingdoms poking and prodding heroes into action, playing princes and queens like pawns in their centuries-old chess match with Evil.

Give me Helen Mirram’s Gandalf and Megan Gale’s Allanon, dammnit.

Those characters exist but they’re just seen as weird ugly witch ladies

Gandalf-style wozards and witches occupy very different narrative roles.

Among other things, witches are stationary; occupying cottages and caves. Odinc wizards get to travel.

thedeadfairy:

parents: i mean you did your best this semester right?

me: [months of procrastination flash before my eyes]

me: yeah totally

knowwhatimeme:

lovelyladylunacy:

jeremiah is a cad who refused my hand to preserve my honor i’m better off a maid than in his most indecent company 💅🏻

yahoberries:

hope girls grow up knowing that there are infinite ways of being a woman. hope girls grow up loving themselves for who they are.

anorable:

two characters: have a sun/moon dichotomy going on

me: (wheezing, grappling for breath) i am but a humble peddler, besotted by thy starlike metaphor,