Seriously where did this discourse come from? “Hawaiian” pizza (ham and pineapple) has been one of the most popular flavours in Canada since before this fleshbag body was born. That’s like a bazillion years.
Protip: Pizza is CUSTOMIZABLE. If someone else wants pineapple, you don’t have to have it too. Pizza is proof that any group of people with any combination of food allergies and preferences can sit down together and work out a basic fucking compromise with minimal effort. If you can’t do this with your group of friends, something is seriously wrong.
Ugh… okay, the creative part of this. I’ll follow-up this post with some lovely fucking pictures.
(If you send us any three-word ask we’ll answer it in some bullshit creative way. Anons are on)
- romanticises mental illness - incredibly triggering - no compelling story - boring main character - 9000 bike riding scenes honestly what the hell - main girl wrecks main guys life for no apparent reason - feels like a john green book, and not in a good way - just, Yikes
remus never once asking tonks to change her appearance from whatever she wants it to be
tonks very gently and quietly bandaging and healing remus’s cuts and bruises the day after the full moon
remus giving a tiny smirk and happily giving tonks piggyback rides and carrying her bridal style whenever she accidentally and inevitably hurts herself tripping over one thing or another
tonks secretly loving remus’s grandpa style of clothing and going to mrs. weasley to try to learn how to knit cardigans and sweaters herself and fails terribly but remus wears whatever the outcome is with pride anyway
remus and tonks being totally badass and unstoppable in the missions they were sent on for the order and everyone secretly thinking they should hook up and rejoicing when they announced their marriage