“Seventeen, eh!“ said Hagrid as he accepted a bucket-sized glass of wine from Fred.
"Six years to the day we met, Harry, d’yeh remember it?”
“Vaguely,” said Harry, grinning up at him. “Didn’t you smash down the front door, give Dudley a pig’s tail, and tell me I was a wizard?”
“I forge’ the details,” Hagrid chortled.”
honestly fat shaming is like… the most counter productive thing ever. not only is it none of anyone’s fucking business how the other person decides to live their life, but also, do ppl realize a lot of fat ppl (myself included) eat as a coping mechanism?? the #1 reason i’m overweight is bc whenever i feel isolated or stressed or not good enough i stuff my face until the feelings go away. like?? my dad is the biggest fat shamer in my life. he always makes me feel like shit for my weight, for eating the way i do, and what do i do after he tells me i’m fat and that i should start eating healthier? i go to steak and shake and eat 2000 calories worth of junk in one sitting because i feel worthless. whenever anyone makes a snide comment about how much i eat? guess what i’m doing later that day, getting a burrito. honestly 30% of the time i binge eat is due to someone making a shitty comment about my weight. fat shaming isn’t effective. fat shaming isolates the victim further. support everyone regardless of their weight if you truly care about their health and well-being like you claim to.
I’ve seen a lot of people debating the Team Parent!Combeferre trope on my dash lately and it got me thinking about that, and I realized WAIT, he actually NEVER does that? Like, any at all? WHICH IS WEIRD, because everything about his introduction seems set up for it! But NOPE– Combeferre’s version of balancing out his friends is debating and challenging political ideas. On the domestic side? If someone’s going to be herding the cats, making sure friends behave themselves and Play Nice With Others and Go Out and Get Some Sun and wear nice clothes, goodness, you’ll feel better…
It’s The Never Be Lawyers crew. Within the Amis themselves, it’s *especially* Bossuet and Bahorel, and Joly later, at the barricades. (There’s no doubt Courfeyrac does the Life Mentoring Thing, but it’s always with Marius, who, frankly, needs all the help he can get. With his other, more-assured friends, Courfeyrac is much less Mother Hen.) Bahorel’s the one giving fashion and relationship advice (yes, that is terrifying, but IT APPARENTLY WORKS?!?); Bossuet’s the one helping people with homework and being Team Therapist pre-barricade (where he and Courfeyrac both take up the role); he and Joly are the only ones who appear aware that weather is even a thing that exists. THE LAW SCHOOL SLACKERS ARE THE TEAM PARENTS.
It’s a wonder any of them lived as far as the barricades, really.
You know Colin morgan or whatever his name is isn't the only part of The Fall, right?
lol first of all, “colin morgan or whatever his name is.” his name is in my url. you literally came on my blog to write this. it’s not hard to miss. you know his name. and now to address the question, and answer it as best i can.
it’s kinda like - when you have like, a meal like a cobb salad. or better yet, a cheeseburger and french fries. and you like the entire meal. it’s delicious. but there’s one extra special thing that you really love and you want it to be the last taste in your mouth when the meal is done, so you like - push it off the side, finish the rest of the meal, and then eat it last? it’s like that. i’m gonna eat and enjoy the whole meal, but there’s one special thing that i enjoy a lot and i’m excited about and i’m gonna want to retain (leaving the meal analogy for a sec, something i want to blog about for a while). colin morgan is my especially crispy french fry, if you will. he is my avocado dipped in ranch dressing. and you are someone i honestly couldn’t care less about pleasing.
the worst part about travelling is when months or years after you remember the awesome food you had there and you know you’re probably never going back there at least not soon and that food is so close in memory yet so far away in life
Okay, so I used to work as a freelance model. I allowed some people to “use” me because I was interested in what they could do for my career. I’d let them book and shoot me for free. For 8 or 9 hours. That’s a loss of nearly $600 each time (that was my day rate). And you know what… even though sometimes I felt used because I never got paid and they sometimes made thousands off images of me, I was grown enough to recognize that this was what I agreed to. I could have said no or demanded more/better pay at any time.
I agree to work for free. I didn’t have the right to really complain because I used them JUST as much as they used me.
This is exactly the same.
There have been a few times in my current career (chef life aaayyy) when I have done a stage (basically an unpaid internship for a couple days). I worked tirelessly for a full shift (9 to 10 hours) for NO pay. But what I got was association with that restaurant and chef. Same kind of situation. I peeled fucking carrots for 6 hours. My reward? I got to watch that chef do his thing.
HWYM is trying to bank off Leafy, like he did before. He said straight up that he did the animation for his own channel and his own reputation. The popular thing right now is to bash Leafy. I don’t get why people don’t see that shit.
Closing thoughts for the night; naturally, they're food-oriented. /o\
Mamuts are basically moonpies and should definitely be eaten if you’re given one.
I have no idea what the hell is inside the chocolate shell of a “Cluber” except what (judging from the front of the wrapper) appears to be either marshmallow or coconut and something red called “jalea.” I don’t know what that is. I think Puerto Ricans call it something else. Not eating it until I know what it is so I don’t waste it.
I had one more piece of Mexican candy that looked like either triple-flavored (chocolate/strawberry/vanilla) pudding or frosting, but it appears to have vanished… D: