Ok. So the Harry Potter fandom is one of the largest there is here on this website. And we’ve been starved of books and films for
way too fucking longquite a few years. Now there is a massive fan film coming up, for those of you who don’t know, called The Gathering Storm. It’s a film based in the Marauders era. From what I’ve seen, it’s looking really really good, and the cast is PERFECT. But here is the thing. They need $40,000 by Tuesday, April 22, 2014. If they don’t get it by then, this probably won’t happen. So I’m begging all those of you who can, to DONATE. If you can’t donate, atleast reblog this post so more people can know of it.
I’m calling on all of you Potterheads for your support, because I know this is a massive fandom, and we can really help this happen.
Come on you guys, if tumblr can get someone a fluffy chicken, we can definitely make this happen.
DONATE IF YOU CAN AND REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG AND WE MIGHT HAVE A FANFILM SOON.
"Come on you guys, if tumblr can get someone a fluffy chicken, we can definitely make this happen."
Don’t let the momentum slow down! Help us keep the magic alive!
Look, without our stories, without the true nature and reality of who we are as People of Color, nothing about fanboy or fangirl culture would make sense. What I mean by that is: if it wasn’t for race, X-Men doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the history of breeding human beings in the New World through chattel slavery, Dune doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the history of colonialism and imperialism, Star Wars doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the extermination of so many Indigenous First Nations, most of what we call science fiction’s contact stories doesn’t make sense. Without us as the secret sauce, none of this works, and it is about time that we understood that we are the Force that holds the Star Wars universe together. We’re the Prime Directive that makes Star Trek possible, yeah. In the Green Lantern Corps, we are the oath. We are all of these things—erased, and yet without us—we are essential.
One day, when your mother is yelling at you, you might begin to hear a tiny voice in your head that will tell you that you are right and your mother is wrong. Over the years, this voice might get louder and louder, and you might find that you prefer listening to this voice instead of your mother’s voice, particularly if she has been yelling at you this whole time.
my dad freaked out and said i can’t do my own taxes (probably because i’m too fucking stupid)
flash forward to April 15th and my dad hasn’t done my taxes yet
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