why we eat right

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #34
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When I log into tumblr I see a variety of amazing people all trying to find their way to health. I see people who want to lose 200+ pounds and those who want to lose 15. I see some people trying out intermittent fasting to keep their binge eating in check, while other people like to eat multiple small meals a day. I see people who feel ketosis helps keep them satisfied while burning their body’s fat and at the same time people who can’t feel full without some carbs. I see vegans, vegetarians, and omnivores. I see people eating clean and people just casually trying to cut calories. I see people trying to drink more water, simply move more, and eat out less. I see people wanting to run marathons and people who just want to walk a few more steps. I see people preparing for weight loss surgery. I see people using food to fight disease whether that be diabetes, auto-immune diseases, or PCOS. I see people trying to do their best in a world that wants to make being healthy complicated, monetized, and practically impossible.

Do I agree with everyone’s diet? No way! But most of the time I don’t even follow my own guidelines enough to feel comfortable policing anyone else. Everyday I try to be better. I allow myself to learn and I move forward so I can grow into better, stronger, and healthier person. I try to do what works for me and I respect that you know what works for you.

Every single person I follow is unique and different and I respect your journey to find what works for you. We don’t need to tear down each other down when were all simply taking our own path to the same destination. There is no one size fits all answer to health and everyone’s experiences are valid.

100 Dollars

Justin’s texts in bold. Yours are normal. You’ve been texting this guy for a while now and little do you know that your actually texting THE Justin Bieber.

Originally posted by forame

Are we ever ever going to meet?

Not yet

Why not?

My mom doesn’t let me

What? Justin your a grown ass man that’s a lie.

Alright fine. You got me I’m actually 12

I knew it since the beginning, you know


No but seriously why not?

Can we not do this right now, I’m eating out with my friends for my birthday.
I’m just not ready.

But we’ve been texting for 7 months, what do you mean your not ready?

I just don’t wanna meet you yet
It’ll change everything

Hell yeah it will!
It’ll be so freaking fun!

No Y/N not like that
I mean in a bad way
You’ll treat me differently

100 dollars says I won’t

Don’t make that bet unless you have a hundred to spare

…If you didn’t wanna meet me you could have just said so

No Y/N it’s not like that
Cmon don’t be like this

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With a loud and agitated sigh, I shut my phone off and threw it down on my white bed sheets besides me. I’m beginning to get sick of Justin’s excuses - they’re beginning to make me a little claustrophobic. I need a break. 

With yet another loud sigh and the rub of my face, I decided It was time I actually left the house and began my decent down the stairs, into the kitchen where my mother stood wiping the marble bench top.

Not having the energy to converse with her at this moment, I grabbed the keys right off the exact bench she was currently rubbing at and made a dash for the door. “I’m leaving.” I informed her on my way out.

“Alright sweetie!” Mom replied with no fuss and at the approving comment, I was out the door.

I need something to get my mind off things. Just me. No phone, no parents and no Justin. Quickly darted out the house and towards my new white Range Rover which my father bought for my birthday that just passed recently.

As I settled inside and switched on the ignition, I sat for a second debating on where I should go and escape the rest of the day  and at the thought, my stomach made a loud gurgling noise. Guess I’m going out to eat.

With no hesitation, I finally mustered up the perfect place to go and began backing up out of the driveway, beginning my decent down towards a close friend of mine’s shop. Cassy owns a big fancy restaurant down the road from me and always gives me discounts on my food. 

The people there despise me considering I always rock up in sweat pants and an Adidas shirt while they all practically parade around in designer dresses and expensive pearls.

Once I arrived, I jumped out of my car and threw the keys to the valet employee. I don’t know why but every time I come here I seem to act like queen shit. It’s honestly kind of hilarious.

I stepped through the large, grand restaurant doors and not even a few seconds later was immediately greeted by Cassy herself, running forward towards me. “Oh my god Y/N, it’s been so long. C'mon lets get you seated.”

With a smile, I obliged to following the girl over towards a table for two draped elegantly in a creme cloth that was decorated with a few flowers and fine cutlery. I placed myself on one side, Cassy seating herself on the other. 

She always accompanied me when I come to eat here, it was our little thing. With the flick of her fingers, a waiter came over and took our orders, then left once we were done.

Suddenly she sat right up, a face full of excitement. “You came on the right day my girl.” She smiled and I furrowed my eyebrows at her enthusiasm. 

“Why, what happened?” I chuckled. 

“Alright,” Cassy began “ Don’t freak out but, guess who made a reservation and is sitting in this restaurant right now?” She squealed

My head quickly jolted up as I glanced around the restaurant. Then my eyes landed on a boy sitting a little further away with a group of people and a rush of adrenaline ran through my body. Justin Bieber! He was my idle though for some reason, I didn’t find myself jumping for joy as I expected too.

“No way.” I whisper shouted. Cassy giggled “Yes way. Apparently today’s his birthday or something.”

Hm, that’s funny. It’s also my friend Justin’s birthday.

“Cool.” I mumbled, turning my head away.

“You should go and talk to him.” Casst smiled but overall I just shrugged “Nah, I wouldn’t wanna disturb him on his birthday. He’s probably just trying to enjoy a nice lunch.”

“Suit yourself.” She shrugged.

It was silent between us for a moment until I decided to stand up and said “I’m going to the restroom.”

An approving hum was sung from Cassy and I found myself strutting my way over to the restroom afterwards. It was a unisex toilet meaning there was a mixture of men and woman in here, but nothing really other than a few old posh white folks who were eyeing me wearily for my fashion choice.

I ignored the stares and found my way into a stall, did my business and walked over to the sinks. By then, everyone else had left the bathrooms and I was found pumping some soap from the dispenser in my hands alone. Just then the door opened.

I looked up into the mirror and spotted Justin Bieber himself walking into the room. He wore nothing but a pair of baggy jeans and loose white fitted T. His hair messily flipped over his forehead and tattoos on full display. 

That’s a bold move to pull in a restaurant like this, the oldies hated any inked skin and tended to gossip. But I liked his confidence, kind of like myself.

 I smiled small at him before applying my concentration back on my own hands.

He walked forward over to the sink beside me and began running a hand through his long blonde hair and I watched in awe as his fingers played around with his locks, not realising that I had been staring for a little to long.

He cleared his throat loudly, causing my eyes to dart down to his. “Oh um, sorry.” I muttered to which he chuckled.

 "Nah it’s alright. People tend to stare a lot.“ He shrugged

I turned off the faucet of the gold sink and moved over to grab some paper towels to dry my hands. "Must suck.”

“Yeah.” He replied straightening himself out. Silence overcame the surrounding air for a second as we continued on with our own things, until he suddenly spoke again. “I like you’re style. You do it on purpose?” He smirked. 

I knew what he was getting at. The fact that I had actually had the guts to appear in a place of displayed wealth, dressed like this. You wouldn’t do it unless you were trying to piss off the rich people who dined here. He knew too well, because it was obvious he was doing the same.

“You know it.” I nodded. “Its hilarious to see the snobby faces when you walk in. The scowls are priceless.” 

He chuckled. “Yeah, I know right?” he agreed.

“I mean, you would know.” I pointed out, glaring back at his outfit.

Justin laughed, glancing down at his choice of clothes and shook his head in humour. “I’ll have you know these jeans are designer.” He teased. 

“I’m wearing designer too.” I nodded. “I’m actually wearing Calvin Klein underwear.” I giggled. “That’s as designer as your gonna get with me.” 

Justin actually laughed at this, a full blown loud laugh, unlike the chuckles he displayed previously. I giggled along with him snapping the waist band of my underwear to prove my point.

Justin shook his head, finally letting down, and I stepped forward smiling at the handsome man.

“Well, I better go, my friends waiting for me.” I began my way over towards the door but was suddenly held back by a loud … 

“Wait!” He yelled. I stopped. “I didn’t catch you name.” He continued.

I smirked, glancing at him one more time, with one hand on the door. “ I think we both know you already know that.”

And with that, I left him in the bathroom, standing there in shock.

That’s right Justin. I caught on.


“I better get back to work.” Cassy sighed.

“Yeah, well, I’m done anyways. So I’m gonna leave. Thanks Cass.”

Cassy nodded. “No problems. I’ll see ya later.” She waved. I watched as she made her way into the kitchen, yelling at a few of her employees who were slacking off on the way.

I sighed in exhaustion and waved a hand over to my waiter, who slowly and carelessly made his way over to my table “Yes madam, what may I get you?”

“My tab please.” I smiled.

The man began shuffling through some papers in his hands before turning back to me, eyebrows raised in slight surprise.  "You’re clear.“ he announced. 

But I furrowed my eyebrows. "What? But I haven’t payed yet.”

“Curtesy of the man that goes by the name of Justin Bieber. He asked to put your tab on his.”

My eyes winded in slight shock and confusion but couldn’t help the smile that set across my face. 

That sneaky bastard. 

Justin’s POV

It’s her. It’s really Y/N. She’s so much prettier in person. We’ve been talking for so long and I just couldn’t believe she was actually here in front of me. She knew who I was and didn’t freak out.

I carefully watched as she conversed with the waiter for a little before getting up and walking out of the restaurant, sparing me a glance along the way. She sent me a small wink before exiting the restaurant.

“Jay?” I snapped my head up to look back at Hailey who had been apparently yelling my name.

“Hmm?” I asked.

“Why are you staring at that girl. Stop being a creep and eat.” She demanded.

I chuckled slightly, turning back around to dig into my meal once again. I’ll text Y/N later and figure out what the hell just happened. I want to ask her when she figured it out.

That’s when suddenly, the same waiter who was serving Y/N began making his way over to me. “Mr Bieber, you have a note from the women sitting opposing. I believe her name was Y/N Y/L/N.”

He handed me the note which I cautiously took from his hand and watched as he walked off further into the restaurant.

With curious eyes and cautious hands, I slowly pulled at the folded note and took a peek at the 5 words sprawled across. And subconsciously, a large smile found it way onto my face at the words. 

‘You owe me 100 dollars. - Y/N.’


Fresh or Frozen - which is more nutritious? Most are under the assumption that fresh is better, but that may not always be the case! Find out why:

A Favor Part 6

Characters: eventual Reader x Sam

Words: 1436

Summary: Sam and Dean get back from the hunt, and Sam talks to Crowley about something specific.

Read Part 1 here, Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here, and Part 5 here.

Here we go…just remember I love you all! Enjoy!

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Anon said:  Hi~~ Can you do Monsta X’s reaction to you being really stressed from school. Thanks!

Of course beautiful anon! I love Monsta X so much and I, myself, am also stressed from school so!! Hope you enjoy it!! Message me who your bias is, mine is Changkyunnie<3


Shownu would want to take care of you and would also be really strict about you not missing any meals and having a regular sleeping schedule. I imagine him being really silent while you study, maybe listening to music and thinking about choreos. He would bring you food without even addressing you if he sees you’ve been hours and hours studying without moving. The day before an exam he would send a text wishing you luck at like 2 in the morning after practice. 


Wonho looks like a f*ckboy but he is a dad in these kinds of situations. He would be kind of nagging after being by your side for hours without any attention. He would probably drag you out if you have been studying a lot in a cute date so you could unwind. Expect lots of ice cream and other sweet things since he once read in a blog that it was good for focusing (but it could be totally false) Overall needs attention and doesn’t want to see you stressed so he would want to help you relax. Maybe even a little bit of indoors relaxing if you know what I mean. 


Hyper kid is always hyper EXCEPT when he knows you need quiet. Maybe one day you come home from a day full of exams at school and you are like “JUST GIVE UP I HATE SCHOOL OH MY GOD I’M GONNA FAIL” and he would RUN from wherever he was at the house and be like “Y/N are you okay? Do you need food? Tampons? What about a bath? I can prepare a bath!” And just be very nervous. I don’t think he would know 100% how to handle the situation but he would TRY man, he would try. Expect cuddles at night and snacks suddenly appearing in your study sessions.


As sleepy as he is, he wouldn’t understand WHY you would stay awake for hours just to study? Like why? So he would drag you to bed so you could sleep, his favorite activity. Also he would pop up sometimes while you are doing stuff related to school like: “Don’t you want to… see a movie or something? I don’t know, you must be bored. I am bored, jagi, seriouslyyyyy.” Tall boy hyungwon would show up after your exams with flowers even if you didn’t do good. Supportive boyfriend #1


Mama bear here to protect his cubs lmao. Honestly he would be like Shownu but much more vocal. “You need to sleep.” “How long since you have eaten anything that’s NOT ramen? Honestly you are gonna turn into Wonho and THEN I’m gonna have to break up with you. Don’t you see the issue?” and more sassy remarks that hide how concerned he actually is. Would make tea and then give you the teabags so you could put them under your eyes before sleeping because “honestly those undereye bags are TOO MUCH.” Sweet forehead kisses before exams and “you are going to do great, so don’t worry much.”


Listen he would make raps so you could remember things better and you would be in the exam like whispering to yourself jooHEON the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell YO. Would call for take out like five times a day because since you aren’t eating at the right times why don’t we eat ALL DAY? Logic. “Listen Jagi, you are gonna ACE this exam and if you don’t then I’m gonna BREAK your teacher’s LEG, okay?” Also he would do aegyo for you when you were really tired to make you smile. Overall just cuteness and food?


This weirdo, aish… Honestly he would distract you so much you would end up yelling at him, but I don’t think he would take it harshly. He knows you are stressed, with a lot of work and exams coming up, so he would try everything to make you more relaxed about things but he would make it so you could still work since he understands the power of hard work. For example, he would want you to study hard, but with breaks, food, and even a cute date in between instead of just going all in. He would help you organize your notes and would even call his hyungs asking for food, advice, or date ideas. He would prepare a bath for you. Basically, he would do a lot of stuff just so you wouldn’t be on the edge all day.

I Always Will

OK I WILL BE AS SPECIFIC AS I CAN I’m super shy to ask this but may I request a Lafayette x reader x Jefferson?!??!!? I really want it to be agnst… The reader is dating jefferson for a long time but he cheated on her cause he got DRUNK and now she is heart broken and she meets lafayette for comfort but he tells the reader that he loves her and just couldn’t tell her because the reader had a BIG crush on Jefferson and he wanted to see her happy also please add a little comedy too??? PLEASE!!!! 


“Please pick up the phone,” you sobbed, sitting on a bench in the empty park near your apartment.

You were trying to reach your best friend Lafayette, you wanted him to come and get you. You didn’t want to go back home and see your scum of a boyfriend, Thomas Jefferson.

He had went out with some friends from work tonight, and got drunk. Then you got home from your graveyard shift at the hospital and saw him asleep to a naked women.

He cheated on you.

“Hello?” a sleepy french accent asked you over the from. “Y/N? Is that you?”

“Laf? Can you come get me?” you cried into the phone. “Please?”

“Where are you?” he asked, wide awake now.

“At the park a few blocks away from my apartment.”

“I’m on my way.”


“Come on, let’s get you inside,” Lafayette said as you both arrived back to his little condo. He got you inside and sat you on the couch.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” he asked.

You wiped away the tears on your face and took a deep breath, spilling everything that had just happened to him,

You watched as his face grew into expressions of horror and anger. He looked like he was ready to kill someone.

“Why wasn’t I good enough?” you said tearfully. “If I had done something else, would he have stayed faithful?”

“Hey don’t do that to yourself,” he told you gently. “It wasn’t your fault, he made that choice himself. He’s a piece of shit, and he doesn’t deserve you anyway.”

“…I don’t know.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it right now. Why don’t we watch a movie and eat some ice cream?” he asked you.

“Just a movie, I’m not hungry right now,”

Eventually you fell asleep on his shoulder, and all of the tears dried on your face.

“Sleep well Y/n.”


Lafayette looked at the lovely sight that was currently drooling on his shoulder. His only love, Y/N.

The person that he pined after for years, only to have them choose Thomas Jefferson.

And now that scumbag has gone and broken their heart, for which there was no excuse. He wanted to go over there and break the man’s nose.

He looked once more at Y/N seeing the dried tears on their face. He reached his hand up and wiped them away carefully, before placing a kiss on their forehead.

He loved them so much, he would do anything for them. Which is why he just stood away and watched them fall in love with another man.

And even now, he couldn’t tell them how he felt. He would just stand aside and help them where they needed it.

He would be their support not matter what.

“I love you Y/N, even if you don’t love me. I always will.”

A Host Club Connection

Member: Jeonghan
Genre: Fluff and smut
Word Count: 3,555

It began simply. It was sweet with pure intentions: a soft pink envelope left at the door to your apartment, a small purple heart sealing the content inside. You had picked up the letter delicately as you traced your index finger along the outside; you weren’t sure why exactly, but even before seeing what was inside you were intrigued. You sat down next to your front door, too curious to even make it inside. You knew it was only a marketing ploy, but you were still amazed to receive any mail at all. Your family and friends contacted you through texts or calls whenever they wished and the only mail you ever received were bills. But you had never gotten your water bill on a frilly pink card.

So you opened the letter, knowing full well that it would only try to sell you something, but you still remained acutely surprised that even a marketing team would put so much effort into something to simple. The card inside surprised you more. It was in a neat script and left your name handwritten in baby pink letters on the top. You read each word slowly, allowing you to fully process the letter as you read along.

You let out a quiet laugh to yourself when you had finished the note. The letter was written elegantly as it invited you to a host club that had just opened near your house. More specifically, it was Pledis Host Club; you had heard people talk about the club for its high reputation and graceful demeanor. It was unlike the other host clubs where you would mostly go to to get drunk – at Pledis you would be served tea or coffee.

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The Littlest Winchester - Some Kind of Normal

Character(s): Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,113


I love the littlest Winchester! Could you do one of Dean and his daughter doing little normal things, like her helping with breakfast and Dean and Sam playing with her in the park and things like that. Thank you!


           “Hey, it’s time to get up.” Dean plops himself down on the bed beside his sleeping four-year-old daughter. “Rise and shine.”

           The little girl stirs but doesn’t get up, so Dean starts rubbing her back to rouse her.

           “Come on. You can’t leave me alone with Sam all day.”

           “No …” She mumbles and squirms away from his touch.

           “Yes. You need to get up, baby girl.”

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Second Chance: A Loki Oneshot

Originally posted by fromhiddleswithlove

Request: Hey idk if you write for Loki but if you would like to can you write an imagine where the reader is friends with Avengers and tells them she is dating Loki then they all decide to have dinner(to give Loki a second chance) then Loki like teases the reader under the table(touching her legs etc.) and stuff?? I know this is too detailed sorry😅

Warnings: slight language. a little tension.

Characters: Basically the entire cast of Civil War + Thor, Bruce, and Loki


“Guys?” you call swiftly, standing in the living room of Avengers Tower while everyone crowds onto the couch. You’ve been trying to get all the team in the same room for what feels like hours. But every time you get close, someone has to go to the bathroom, or has an important phone call to take, or just remembered they have to record their favorite show on television. So when you finally have them all in the same space, you refuse to let anyone leave until you’re done telling them your news. The news you probably should have told them weeks ago. “I have to tell you guys something.” you shout over the murmur of conversations around you.

At this, Tony gives an exaggerated gasp and let’s his head fall in his hands. “I knew it. I knew this would happen.” he cries. There’s a chorus of laughter in response while Steve just shakes his head.

“I haven’t even told you yet.” you sigh, folding your arms across your chest.

“I know, I’m just practicing for when you tell us that you’re pregnant.” he mutters, leaning back against the couch as if he’s just said the most casual thing in the world.

“What the hell-” you shout, giving him a look of bewilderment.

“Hey, I see the way you and Bucky are always flirting.” he shrugs.

“Wait a minute-” Bucky cuts in, suddenly interested in the conversation at hand.

“Bucky did not knock up y/n…” Steve assures, “Wait, you didn’t knock up y/n right?”

“Of course I didn’t!” Bucky shouts, looking from you to Steve then back to you.

“If Bucky didn’t then who did?” Wanda asks, visibly confused.

“I’m not pregnant!” you cry incredulously.

“So what’s the news?” Bruce interjects, trying to steer back the quickly spiraling conversation.

“Are you dying?” Thor shouts, jumping to his feet, “On Asgard we have cures for all your puny human diseases. We can fix you.” he says sternly, quickly walking to your side and grabbing your hand.

“It’s okay y/n, we’re right here with you throughout this whole thing.” Sam chimes in.

“Wait is y/n pregnant or dying?” Wanda groans.

“I’m just dating Loki! God you guys, that’s all.”  you scream, your hands clenched in tight fists as the entire building begins to vibrate, like a small earthquake. And that’s what shuts everybody up. Nothing ever gets done in this place unless you bring your powers into this, which happens to be the control of the earths vibrations. “I’m not dying and I’m sure as hell not pregnant. I’m just…dating Thor’s brother.”

And the room falls silent. Thor, who moments ago was clutching your hand reassuringly, retreats back to the couch, clutching his hammer instead. You almost wish Tony would make a sarcastic comment simply to ease the tension in the room. But no one says in word. In fact, no one even takes a breath.

“Oh, well, that is much much worse.” Tony sighs after a moment of screeching silence. 

You can’t help but laugh at what you hope is dry sarcasm, but your voice is lost in the void of blank stares, “Come on guys…it’s just Loki.” you try.

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Can You Keep A Secret? - Sehun (Part 6)

A/N: Okay so first of all I realy really want to thank you guys, I hit 2K followers almost a week ago (I think I’ll still write a proper post thanking you guys), and I feel like I’ve been neglecting you guys , which makes me very sad, so I’ll try my best to always write something new to you, so here it is PART 6 (how did that happen?!), I thought about stop writing this story, just because I don’t even know, but I got tons of people saying that they wanted this to continue so bad and that made me really happy, I had to rush with the last part a little, so I’m actually more satisfied with this one.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 /Part 4/ Part 5

You felt something nudge you.Honestly you didn’t want to move , at all.That’s when you remembered you weren’t sleeping on the house’s couch or anything like that , it was Sehun’s shoulder. You woke up alarmed, thinking you had slept the entire journey, so you looked at Sehun, who was observing your half asleep state as you asked him if you were there already. He let out a quiet chuckle and said “no , we just stopped to eat , let’s?”, “hm…” , you whined at him. He looked at you furrowing his eyebrows, “what?, I’m hungry, and my parents are already in there so we have to catch up so we can eat" , you grabbed his arm before he left the car , “Sehunie.. Why don’t we eat here? I don’t want to socialize with your parents right now, and we can actually talk” , he looked at you hesitantly , considering your request, he rolled his eyes and mumbled something to himself , “fine, I’ll go buy something for us, it won’t take long” , you smiled and thanked him. 

It wasn’t just the laziness that fell over your body, you really wanted to talk to Sehun, alone. You had to do something, you wouldn’t just let him go away like this , it may be to protect you , but what if you don’t want that? What if you’d rather be in danger with him by your side than having him gone but you being safe? As you thought of how to say all that to him , he came back with your favorite snack on his hands. “Yay!! Thank you very much” , he sighed “ I said to my parents that you weren’t feeling so well , so that’s why we’re eating in the car” , “okay okay” , a couple minutes passed without any of you saying anything, or even looking at eachother, so you gathered courage and tried to initiate what you’ve both been thinking about “so , we should tal-” , “you know they really outdid with this chicken today, it’s delicious” , Sehun cut you , he was most definitely not wanting to talk about it , but you tried again, you held his hand, which made his attention turn to you , “ I’m serious, we have to talk” , he rolled his eyes and said “can’t we do that when we get to the hotel?” , “not if you’ll keep delaying it” , “I won’t” , “Sehun..”, you have him a warning gaze. “I promise”, he said while he showed you his pinky finger , indicating how you’d always promise stuff to each other in the past.

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A/N: just the story is mine, not the characters etc. etc. also thanks to everyone who has read/reviewed/liked/etc. my other stories :)

[FF: X, Ao3: X]


Teddy sat scribbling across the emerald construction paper at the small table wedged in his godfather’s kitchen.  As the blue haired little bundle of mischief reached for his glue stick, Harry stirred the macaroni cooking on the stove, debating where the exact line was between ‘perfectly al dente’ and ‘this pasta is so hard its cutting my gums.’  How does Molly manage to do a full meal all at once for a house full of Weasleys

“Harry?” Teddy began, lingering slightly on the r’s he still couldn’t quite grasp properly.

Still with his back to the table Harry answered, “Yeah Ted?”

“Where’s Gin-Gin?”

Luckily not here to realize I got you calling her that too.

“She is probably still at practice,” he replied, looking toward the clock and thoughtfully leaning against the counter, “I guess she could be home by now.”

“Why don’ she come here?”

“Doesn’t,” he corrected absentmindedly, moving toward the refrigerator to grab a juice box for Teddy and a butterbeer for himself.

“Why doesn’t she come here?” Teddy sassed.

“Oi! Watch it little man.  She doesn’t come here because she doesn’t live here.”


“Because she lives near Holyhead, because she’s on the Harpies.  Try saying ‘harpies.’”

Teddy’s hair changed to the emerald color of the team jerseys as he quietly mumbled ‘harpies’ until he felt confident with the word, “Harpies!”

Harry chuckled to himself at the emphatic toddler, before sobering to consider why Ginny really didn’t call his flat home.

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“Where are you going with your drinks?”
“We are going to the gym to lose weight, but in order to replenish fluids we are first drinking these.” 
“Why don’t you eat after you work out?”
“After we finish, we eat right away.”
“That works out alright for you?”
“I think we are getting fatter. We failed.”

“큰 음료를 들고 어디 가세요?” 
“살 빼려고 운동 가고 있는데 수분 보충 먼저 하고 있어요.” 
"운동하고 나서 뭐 안 드세요?”
"끝나고 바로 밥 먹어요.”
"잘 되나요?” 
"더 찌는 거 같아요. 망했어요.”


“So I’m helping my girlfriend clean out her closet (literally, shut up), and I noticed that a lot of what she was getting rid of was of the XL size. That didn’t look right to me, and here’s why:
They fit me. I don’t say that to be silly or ironic.

It pisses me off.

I am not an extra large man, and, more importantly, a woman my size is NOT an extra large woman. This bullshit right here is why we have 8 year olds with eating disorders. This shit right here is why men shout “fucking fat hog!” at even nominally curvy girls on the street. This is why men who think sexism is a “myth” perpetuated by liberal pussies are Full. Of. Shit.

Fuck body shaming.”

This is how to be a man and a feminist. 

Yay! Happy reveal week! I hope you have a good holiday @sankontesu​ and thank you for organizing everything @inusecretsanta​ !! <3

The sun was harshly directing its rays around their entire yard, and Inuyasha raised an eyebrow from his spot underneath one of the nearby trees he’d taken cover under for shade. He’d hoped the light glaring down would make Kagome decide to go back in the house…but, just like yesterday and the day before that, she was standing on the side of the house staring down at the dirt like she expected something to burst out of the ground and attack her. Didn’t she know he was keeping her safe?

This had been a pattern for a few days, and it was driving him nuts. What was so special about a bunch of dirt, anyways? He’d caught part of her conversation with Sango last week, where the two of them agreed on a number of ‘furrows’ and Sango had passed something to Kagome. Inuyasha assumed she’d tell him what was going on, but she’d just pocketed whatever the other woman had given her and never brought it up. He was at his wits end, and if he didn’t figure out what was going on soon, he was going to go crazy.

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The Lost Boys || BTS || Pt. 6

Originally posted by gookchan

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4 // Pt. 5 // Pt. 6 // Pt. 7 // Pt. 8 //

Word Count: 1886

Genre: heart-felt conversations, angst, hyyh pt 1 & pt. 2 au

Jungkook sat in the corner of the room, watching as Jimin pulled a shirt on over his head. It had only been two days since Hoseok had fainted on the side of the street and Jimin was still beyond distress. However, he had promised Jungkook that the two of them would go out and relieve some stress as well as get to know the neighborhood better. Jungkook had told Jimin that it was fine but the older boy insisted, saying he needed some time out of the house anyway. Jimin looked over to Jungkook, whose attention stayed completely on Jimin as he changed. Jimin smirked.

“Yah, why are you watching me like that?” Jimin asked, “Are you falling for me?”

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