#but now I'm growing more and more disgusted at the original article

[latin-dr-robotnik]

So, there's this blogger lady who used to be a pretty major voice in the Spanish SonAmy community for at least a decade, and yesterday she posted a new entry about Kishimoto's tweet on SonAmy and the fandom reaction it attracted.

Content warning: I'm gonna discuss some very archaic, homophobic things said in that article.

And so far so good but I started noticing she was getting a bit too aggressive with some tweets and taking Sonic Twitter's daily rancid takes way too seriously, as if it was her first interaction with that part of the fandom. She went out of her way to grab some tweets, debunk them and publicly shame haters. Ok, I guess.

And then, out of nowhere, she went into a tangent about Sonic's canon sexuality and... like... she starts saying a bunch of biphobic shit??? Like, of all things to get mad about Sonic Twitter, she decided to lash out against fans writing about Sonic being bisexual, and she gets very defensive saying "Sonic has been canonically straight since the beginning" and some wacky shit like "if you think Sonic and Knuckles were flirting in Frontiers you should go to therapy because that's a very toxic relationship, and if that's what homosexual love language looks like, then I'm happy to be straight". I'm not fucking kidding you.

And I'm sitting here legit confused because I didn't know where the fuck that came from? Or the fact it was very unnecessary and homophobic on her part to say all of that? Like, what the actual fuck?

The article ends with her writing about Western canon fucking everything up and SonAmy's current canonical status, which is fine but nothing we haven't discussed in the past in the SonAmy fandom. And the whole point of the article was to discuss SonAmy as a canon thing, not to go after bisexual Sonic headcanons! That tangent was fucking horrible.

Tbh I used to look up to that woman because back in the day her blog used to be a shining beacon of light in the Spanish fandom, but man, this was a very rude awakening. I stopped reading her years ago when I began writing my own articles and researching the dynamic on my own terms, and to see her not only repeat points we discussed 5 years ago, but to also fully display her bigotry in this way... damn, what a letdown.

I love SonAmy, it's been my OTP for almost 20 years. I love SonAmy in every way, regardless of canon, gender or sexuality they may be represented. Fuck bigots, homophobes and transphobes in our community. I won't tolerate this shit even if we share a common ship. It is not the way to discuss SonAmy, and that article will certainly not help us at all in the fandom.

Also, as a bisexual myself, the fact I'm the one being told to "go to therapy" for engaging in some fun lighthearted SonKnux shipping stuff instead of the adult woman making a whole scene out of people shipping whatever the fuck they want and rambling about how proud she is to be heterosexual is very amusing to me.

If the thing that triggered this fandom figure so much was people sharing bi!Sonic fanart and headcanons on Twitter, instead of the fact some fans weaponize other ships to constantly attack, harass and "debunk" SonAmy fans, I think the one who has a big problem here is her.

Don't even tell her about transfem!Sonic fanart and mods, she might have a meltdown.

[ravenwitch45]

How would Blitzo and Loona react if his human s/o was a werewolf which was kept a secret? I don't know if werewolves would make sense into the HB lore or not.

https://www.britannica.com/art/werewolf

https://www.worldanvil.com/w/darkness-moon-chronicles-amelianite/a/werewolf-reproduction-condition#:~:text=For%20the%20females%20and%20male,(in%20Earth%20time%20scale).

Hmm well I feel any mythical creature can exist with what we know of HB but either I'm good. I love werewolves, have for a long time so I get the general idea. And also the.... Ahem Werewolf Reproduction article was an odd thing to read. Do you want this to be NSFW? If so please ask that XP But no biggie, let's get this started.

(BTW this is going off my own interpretation of Werewolves, so just be aware this might stray from the usual)

Blitzo and Loona finding out his human S/O is a secret werewolf

You may have done your best to hide it, cleaning up any fur you shed in the apartment, masking the fur care advice you gave to Loona as it being from a friend, and rushing out somewhere out of the way when the full moon came so neither saw you transform.

This is helped Blitz is usually busy on full moons with Stolas, so you don't really need to worry about him, and Loona minds her buisness usually, not questioning you speeding out every month

But if we know one thing, is that Blitz is one nosy little bitch.

With someone he's comfortable with showing affection for, he sees no boundries, even when you tell him some.

So when he hears Loona mention how you leave for a good while every full moon, he's suspicous, admittedly afraid you might be cheating on him while he's with Stolas.

So he schedules with the bird to do things a day early so he can be home during the full moon. Asks you about it, getting a very dodgey answer about seeing friends but that doesn't satisfy him.

When you eventually rush out, he grabs Loona (Who is very annoyed btw) and they tail you, expecting you to head to some other apartment or hotel but instead you end up in a near abandoned part of the city, only really inhabited by gangs and the like and Blitz get's less angry and more concerned for you.

Eventually you stop in an alley, with the two peeking from the end, seeing you shrug off your coat before you start breathing heavily and starting you yell almost unnaturually.

Blitz rushes towards you, yelling your name, making you turn to him in surprise, trying to shout for him to leave before you slam your hand on the ground as your nails turn to claws and fur covers your body, growing in size.

Loona just goes "Holy shit..." at the sight, you falling to your knees as you fully transform, growing a muzzle, wolf ears and a long bushy tail not unlike Loona's own. Just staying there breating heavily before going "Why did you follow me...?"weakly.

They both just say that they were concerned you were in trouble, neglecting to mention Blitz's original thought. The Imp asking you why you were hiding this from them. Just getting you thought he'd be disgusted, having met you as a human.

He denies the notion, honestly loving the new look which get's you blushing in surprise, Loona also saying you look pretty cool. And you fit into Hell more with this form then as a human anyway.

You admit that when you still lived on earth, people considered you a monster and hated you for your lycanthropy despite you able to control yourself. Transforming voluntary aside from Full Moons.

They call how you were treated the BS it is before Blitz hugs you, a bit flustered by how much bigger you are now but still, Loona putting a hand on your shoulder softly. As you cry a little, happy they both still love you.

After that your a bit more open with it, transforming at home, and eventually at the office after Blitz clears it with Millie and Moxxie. Your able to live and control your actions in both forms so it's just a matter of what your feeling at the moment.

Blitz asks about it, curious how it works and if it's tough for you. Honestly thinking of asking Stolas if he'd help cure you, but you admit that hating your werewolf side was more a taught behavior, and you've grown to like it since him and Loona have started welcoming it as part of you, which you appreciate greatly.

He'll also make jokes about it but not insenstive ones, mainly dirty ones "Hey wanna do it like dogs tonight Y/N~?" But he'll back off if they seriously annoy you or something.

Blitz loves to nuzzle into your fur, complimenting how soft it is, sometimes falling asleep on you like a pillow which you find adorable. You sometimes transforming when he's tired so he'll rest on you, you can wash the drool off in the morning.

As for Loona, she pratically will treat you like just another Hellhound, cause that's kinda what you are transformed and all. You two will vent to eachother how hard fur care is and how it get's everywhere, laughing together.

When she introduces you to Vortex in your wolf form, he goes "Yo is this your parent Loona?" Which gets her very flustered, not used to considering you that yet.

Overall they both love it, it's a part of you and just as lovable as the rest they feel, and they accept it with open arms.

Okay I enjoyed that! Again did my own spin on werewolves, less suffering, more just fun hijinks with two forms removed from people who look down on it. I like wholesome, so I do wholesome. Hope you enjoyed!

[seafoamchild]

i had another panic attack yesterday in the car on the way to the cacao farm. i'm not totally sure why. i just got super hot and starting sweating uncontrollably, felt tingling in my limbs, my whole body was clammy, and i thought i was going to be sick. i had to close my eyes even though we were driving through beautiful countryside and i wanted to see the landscape. i just kept telling myself that i'm in an adult body now and i don't have to be scared, i am safe.

examining my own psyche and confronting my past traumas has been a lonely experience. i feel isolated as i uncover the effects trauma has had on me. i know my pain is not unique, but it's a painful process to face things that have caused me so much anguish. i did not get to feel safe in my home while growing up. i had a volatile father prone to unpredictable and uncontrollable fits of rage, a mother who never stood up to him and made it our responsibility to "keep him happy", and a brother who was physically and psychologically abusive to me. i spent YEARS in hyper-vigilant fight-or-flight mode whenever i was around my family. i knew there was something wrong, but i always thought there was something wrong with ME, not my family.

i've been reading a lot about Complex PTSD and emotional flashbacks. it makes a lot more sense for what i've been experiencing. my mood swings always felt like something deeper than just depression or anxiety, but i could never quite figure out why i felt so bad, and why i felt so bad about my own existence in particular.

this article by Pete Walker resonated deeply with me. he writes about emotional flashbacks being "sudden and often prolonged regressions to the frightening and abandoned feeling-states of childhood... Typically they manifest as intense and confusing episodes of fear, toxic shame, and/or despair".

he also writes "toxic shame obliterates an individual's self-esteem with an overpowering sense that she is as worthless, stupid, contemptible or fatally flawed, as she was viewed by her original caregivers. Toxic shame inhibits the individual from seeking comfort and support, and in a reenactment of the childhood abandonment she is flashing back to, isolates her in an overwhelming and humiliating sense of defectiveness... When stuck in this state, they often polarize affectively into intense self-hate and self disgust, and cognitively into extreme and virulent self-criticism".

"Ongoing experience convinces me that some children respond to pervasive emotional neglect and abandonment by over-identifying or even merging their identity with the inner critic and adopting an intense form of perfectionism that triggers them into painful abandonment flashbacks every time they are less than perfect or perfectly pleasing".

i never knew about emotional flashbacks until recently, and i feel a sense of relief reading about them because that is precisely what i feel has been going on for all these years. i do ONE THING wrong and all of a sudden i can feel my heart sinking because i have once again proven myself to be a worthless, pointless waste of life who can't do anything right and doesn't deserve respect from anyone, much less love. i deserve to be hated, ridiculed, and abandoned. that's what my inner critic tells me.

it's a message from my inner child, letting me know that my wounds still haven't healed. i numbed my emotions as a child, and did not understand what was going on. but the emotions are still there, swelling up within me, begging to be addressed. what i really needed was for someone to tell me my emotions were valid, i was good enough just the way i was, that my needs were important too.

this process makes me tired because i just want to shut it all out and keep distracting myself with busyness and substances, but i won't. i wrote this down, for starters!

[brendonuriegotcancelled]

TW: Mentions of R*pe

Let’s talk about the “joke” Brendon made a decade ago.

Times have changed and being a fan of Panic! at the Disco is different now than it was 11 years ago.

I’m gonna tell you why.

When Panic! at the Disco did their first main headlining tour in 2005/2006, the band began to notice what “skits” or “characters” would get the crowd going more.

For the Nothing Rhymes with Circus Tour that was Stage gay, though stage gay carried on until 2012.

Here is a video from that era of the same skit for several shows where Brendon is speaking to guitar player Ryan Ross. He walks up, kisses his cheek and turns to walk away saying “this is not that dream, this is hard, sweaty, angry crazy monstrous fucking”

You can hear the favorable reactions from fans.

Brendon had a “character” or “skit” so to speak for every show he did.

When their second album came out his skit was to teach the crowd how to dance before covering “Shout”

Brendon has been sexualized and invaded by his fans for years. I think at a certain point he just accepted and embraced that sexuality was going to be a part of his character.

Smutty fan fiction written about him and his band members together

People saying bizarre and sexual things to him in PERSON

People trying to kiss him at stage door

People trying to kiss/lick/grab him during Death Walk

There are many more examples of boundaries crossed by fans touching him without his consent or invading his privacy.

In 2011 after a line up change, the album Vices and Virtues was released. A handful of the tracks on this album were sexual in nature such as “Hurricane” “Stall me” and “Turn off the lights.”

The shows shared that energy with the crowd when Brendon would make sexual comments.

Here are some of the lyrics for Hurricane:

“Are you worth your weight in gold?

'Cause you're behind my eyelids when I'm all alone

Hey, stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold

You and God both got the guns

When you shoot, I think I'd duck

I led the revolution in my bedroom

And I set all the zippers free

We said, "No more war, no more clothes!"

Give me peace

Oh, kiss me”

This wasn’t a one sided kind of energy. The show in question including several others where he changed what he said slightly, is from 10 years ago and the crowd was rabid over Urie’s encore speech. I took some comments from the original video to show you that people were in fact, not offended at the time.

Brendon has a stage persona and it is very different from who he is as a person and he has said this several times on live stream. He did actually end up apologizing to someone personally at a meet and greet for making this joke. Here is an article clip from that show.

Was it a bad tasted joke? Yes. Did it offend people then? Kinda? Does it offend people now? Yeah. But again, this joke was made 10 years ago as you can see from the screenshots.

This is also not a joke he would make again but I agree with his statement below: That instead of dragging people we should be educating them or allowing them to educate themselves.

Just for a little bit of context to paint a whole picture:

Here is a video of Brendon talking about how horrific and disgusting he felt after being a juror for a child r*pe case to the point where he says he wouldn’t be able to do jury duty again because it was so traumatic for him.

The times have changed and the only difference between any ignorant jokes any of you have made and the ones Brendon has made is that his are public for the whole world to see. We as people, are not perfect and we need to allow each other to grow and change especially if the behavior in question was from a literal decade ago.

This is only one part to the handful of parts I’ll be making for the jokes people want addressed.

Shout out to PATDsnaps on YouTube for having a large amount of clipped YouTube videos for me to choose from when writing these blogs.

[kyejuns]

love is a bad word

✎ᝰ┆chan × reader

✎ᝰ┆playboy!au, fluff ; warnings : none

sigh was originally going to just write for epex but to1 came knocking 😨 this ain't my proudest work tbh i had a lot of mental blocks while writing but i hope you enjoy it still! <3 ANYWAYS im not sure if ill write for to1 definitely but for now just enjoy this chanhyuk one! <3 dedicated to my bestie @mintfilms bc i miss her :(

day 1

"gosh, it's brutal out here." you say as chewed on the gum minsu gave you. you gave the couple that was making out a disgusted glance and twirled your hair in between your fingers.

"that's cho chanhyuk, he's a year older and also the notorious playboy of our school." minsu explained as he stood behind you. "i would recommend you staying away from him in case he breaks your heart."

"break my heart? what if i break his first. looks like you don't know me that as well as you claim kim minsu." you smirked, walking away as the bell rings.

"you're a girl after all, chan isn't as easy as you think. he isn't like sungmin." he said and you nodded mindlessly.

"we can test it out, can't we?" you grinned, turning back and making eye contact with him. "he looks... easy."

day 7

"new girl!" someone shouted after you as you climbed the stairs.

you turned around looking at him and narrowed your eyes. you remembered him vividly, of course, how could you forget? you raised a brow at him, urging him to continue as he seemed like he had something to say.

"have lunch with me?" he asked and you grimaced.

"and here i am, thinking you'd be better at asking a girl out." you scoffed, shaking your head and continued walking upstairs.

chan didn't seem to be easily defeated by your snarky comment though, instead, he seemed to be even more interested in you, following you up to the rooftop.

you decided not to question him, enjoying the silence and peace without your chatterbox cousin minsu. you leaned forward, taking in the busy streets of seoul quietly.

"why'd you transfer?" chan muttered, breaking the silence as he stood beside you, looking down at the busy streets too.

"no reason, just hated my previous school." you lied, shrugging. "and you, why are you constantly toying around girls' feelings?" you looked at him and he shrugged.

"no reason, just felt like it." he snickered and you nodded, looking away.

"you dated so many girls and yet never fell in love. kinda impressive." you replied sarcastically.

"love is a bad word. it isn't real." chan sighed and you frowned.

"who says? love exists. my aunt and uncle, they love each other dearly." you glared at him.

"you act like you don't toy around with boys." he retorted, glaring right back at you.

you took in a deep breath, suppressing your anger and faked a smile at him.

"love exists but i'm one of the few who doesn't deserve it." you swallowed down the lump in your throat and walked away.

chan stood rooted to the ground, staring at your shadows that was getting smaller and smaller as you got further and further away.

you situated yourself under a tree and looked up into the sky, repeating to yourself under your breath, "love does exist."

day 24

you took your seat in the library, opening up your laptop as you prepared to work on an overdue assignment. plugging in your earphones, you played your favourite playlist and sighed, looking through the articles.

chan spotted you from a far and grinned, silently creeping behind you and took the seat beside you. you looked over at him, sulking at his appearance.

"cho chanhyuk, there's so many empty seats, why sit beside me?" you rolled your eyes and turned back your attention to the screen in front of you.

"whatever, i just missed you." chan pouted, taking one side of your earpiece. "what are you working on?"

"go away chanhyuk, not now." you huffed, irritated at his presence.

chan seemed to get the cue immediately and remained quiet for the rest of the time he was with you.

after a while, you got weirdly uneasy at the silence with him and sneakily stole a glance of him. a small smile made it's way onto your lips as you saw him sleeping soundly beside you. you quietly took out the earbud that was resting in his ear and plugged it back into your own ear.

you frowned, noticing the sun was shining right into his eyes. heaving a sigh, you lifted your hand and hovered it over his eyes as an attempt to block the sunlight from him and continued to study the articles.

unbeknown to you, chan was awake. he opened his eyes after realizing the bright light that was shining into his eyes was gone. he struggled to keep a straight face as he noticed the hand that was hovering over his eyes protecting him from the sunlight.

love was starting to reintroduce itself to the two of them.

day 67

"haven't you noticed? chan hasn't been dating or messing around with anyone for the past month..." minsu frowned in confusion as the both of you walked past chan's group of friends.

"really? maybe he decided that the playboy lifestyle isn't the way." you replied, uninterested as you looked at your nails. "don't you think this-"

"you haven't been messing around with anyone either. have you not noticed?" he said frustratedly and narrowed his eyes at you.

"as i was saying, don't you think this colour matches me well? it isn't as ugly as i thought." you ignored him and continued looking at your nails.

"of course it does." you heard the same annoying voice say as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder.

you looked up at him and gave him a look, "yeah okay, getting these removed."

chan snickered and he hugged you tighter, unknowingly you lean into his hold. minsu gave the both of you a look and shook his head in disappointment before trudging away.

"okay but, purple suits you well, you should keep it." chan complimented, tucking a hair strand behind your ear.

"is that so?"

day 94

your collection of purple has started to grow larger and larger. even your liking towards the colour grew. everyone but you and chan noticed of course.

the two players turned out to be the ones most oblivious to these scenarios.

"cho chanhyuk!" you called after him, running up to him.

"what's up?" he grinned, patting your head gently.

"nothing." you looked away, eyes wandering as an unfamiliar feeling succumbs you.

an unusual swarm of butterflies flew in your stomach, it was as if spring had sprung in you. you turned to look at chan, only to see him staring right down at you.

"i wanna be with you, always. i think i'm in love with you." chan confessed and you grinned.

"i told you love existed."

"and you deserve it."

[wiisagi-maiingan]

Do you know anything about the Harry Potter controversy surrounding Rowling's American wizarding school Ilvermony, where the school's houses and backlore supposedly havr ties to indigenous history? This probably sounds like utter gibberish if you don't know anything about it, sorry about that. I was hoping for some possible clarification, I'm not educated enough about either topic to understand the problems there.

HOO BOY, ANON, YOU HAVE STUMBLED ON SOMETHING THAT ABSOLUTELY INFURIATES ME.

I’m going to start this out with a disclaimer. I love Harry Potter and the HP universe; it’s even one of my oldest special interests and has been a hugely important part of my life and my development as a person.

With that being said, Rowling is absolute shit at putting decent representation in her books and she needs to stay 5,000,000 miles away from Native people.

The most obvious issue with Ilvermorny is the mascots; every single house is represented with a spirit from indigenous cultures. The Thunderbird is common in numerous Turtle Island tribes and is actually an extremely important figure in my own culture, to the point where it’s on my nation’s flag. Pukwudgies are creatures from Delaware and Wampanoag beliefs. The Wampus cat is from South Eastern Native folklore, particularly Cherokee. Horned Serpents, like Thunderbirds, are found in a lot of Native cultures, particularly those in the Southeast and by the Great Lakes.

These are all sacred spirits in their respective cultures and having a white British woman use them as mascots in her white, settler school is extremely insulting. Which brings me to my next issue.

The story of Ilvermorny starts with a Pukwudgie, a Native spirit, becoming indebted to an Irish settler:

“The Pukwudgie now declared himself bound to serve her until he had an opportunity to repay his debt. He considered it a great humiliation to be indebted to a young witch foolish enough to wander around in a strange country, where Pukwudgies or Hidebehinds might have attacked her at any moment, and her days were now filled with the Pukwudgie’s grumbling as he trudged along at her heels.” 

Which is fucking gross, lbr. This Pukwudgie then goes on to introduce this European woman to a whole fucking bunch of sacred spirits who just adore her for some reason. She could even understand the Horned Spirit because she’s ~special~

“William began to introduce Isolt to the magical creatures with which he was familiar. They took trips together to observe the frog-headed Hodags hunting, they fought a dragonish Snallygaster and watched newborn Wampus kittens playing in the dawn.

Most fascinating of all to Isolt, was the great horned river serpent with a jewel set into its forehead, which lived in a nearby creek. Even her Pukwudgie guide was terrified of this beast, but to his astonishment, the Horned Serpent seemed to like Isolt. Even more alarming to William was the fact that she claimed to understand what the Horned Serpent was saying to her.

Isolt learned not to talk to William about her strange sense of kinship with the serpent, nor of the fact that it seemed to tell her things. She took to visiting the creek alone and never told the Pukwudgie where she had been. The serpent’s message never varied: ‘Until I am part of your family, your family is doomed.’”

(She named the Pukwudgie William. Because of course she did.)

This Irish woman, alongside her adopted European settler sons, founded Ilvermorny and decided on the “mascots” of the house without any input from Native peoples.

Then, it gets even worse. Because the Horned Serpent that Isolt could magically communicate with gave her its own horn to turn into a wand for her son.

“The Horned Serpent was waiting there for her. It raised its head exactly as it had done in her dream, she took part of its horn, thanked it, then returned to the house and woke James, whose skill with stone and wood had already beautified the family cottage.

When Chadwick woke next day, it was to find a finely carved wand of prickly ash enclosing the horn of the serpent. Isolt and James had succeeded in creating a wand of exceptional power.”

The next students of the school were from the Wampanoag and Narragansett tribes, and the school continued to grow with both European and Native students. There is no mention of why these children were suddenly being sent to a European school instead of being taught by their tribes, which clearly must’ve been the practice prior to Ilvermorny’s founding.

I also need to seriously stress that there is a very horrific history around Native children being sent to European-run schools, particularly boarding schools. This is a trauma in our communities, not something for a white European woman to use as a plot point in her shitty lore.

Now. Let’s move away from Ilvermorny because it gets even worse when we take a look at Rowling’s History of Magic in North America, particularly the Fourteenth Century – Seventeenth Century article.. 

In the second paragraph, Rowling immediately makes a statement about Native communities.

“In the Native American community, some witches and wizards were accepted and even lauded within their tribes, gaining reputations for healing as medicine men, or outstanding hunters. However, others were stigmatised for their beliefs, often on the basis that they were possessed by malevolent spirits.” 

Now, this isn’t inherently bad, but we need to keep this statement in mind when we take a look at the next paragraph.

“The legend of the Native American ‘skin walker’ – an evil witch or wizard that can transform into an animal at will – has its basis in fact. A legend grew up around the Native American Animagi, that they had sacrificed close family members to gain their powers of transformation. In fact, the majority of Animagi assumed animal forms to escape persecution or to hunt for the tribe. Such derogatory rumours often originated with No-Maj medicine men, who were sometimes faking magical powers themselves, and fearful of exposure.”

First of all, what the fuck? “[. . .] No-Maj medicine men, who were sometimes faking magical powers themselves, and fearful of exposure.” I shouldn’t have to explain why this statement is absolutely disgusting, but I’m going to anyway. Medicine Men are among the absolute most important people in any Native community. They are revered and respected spiritual leaders, vital to the running of the tribe and the main reason why we as Native people have any bits of our spirituality and religions left. And Rowling essentially called them con artists and liars.

And the idea that sk*nwalkers are just regular Animagi that those ~evil savage Medicine Men~ spread ~nasty rumors~ about is just as disgusting. It is literally rewriting Najavo folklore to make actual Native people look like liars and bigots who are just persecuting those poor misunderstood sk*nwalkers :(((

The article ends with discussions of wands, emphasizing that even though Native peoples had been doing perfectly fine without them and that wandless magic is typically seen as something incredibly powerful, Native people still needed em. In the Ilvermorny article, it’s specifically mentioned that the Native students receive wands made by the Irish woman and her family.

In the other articles about North America, Native people are mentioned exactly twice, once to mention that tribes would take in their “European brethren” and again when discussing a Choctaw woman making wands with Thunderbird feather cores.

“Shikoba Wolfe, who was of Choctaw descent, was primarily famous for intricately carved wands containing Thunderbird tail feathers (the Thunderbird is a magical American bird closely related to the phoenix). Wolfe wands were generally held to be extremely powerful, though difficult to master. They were particularly prized by Transfigurers.” 

Sorry, correction; *a woman of Choctaw descent.

So. Tldr; Rowling is fucking racist and I am going to physically fight her with my bare hands.