I'm on discord and one of the members sent a fic in which Regulus is a kindergarten teacher. I mentioned imagining Snape as a kindergarten teacher. 🤧 Just imagine he'd put on a face of hating it in front of the other staff but everyone can see how much Snape loves his students, just 🤧🤧. I can't even write it it's such a cute idea. They aren't just his students, they're his children.
@somesnapefan @moonlightdancer26 @halfblood-princes-crown
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Also I think you'd be one cool ass wine aunt
OK YEAH THIS IS SO TRUE... i do nawt want children.... living that DINK lifestyle baybeee
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once i stopped taking my art so seriously it’s become so much better?? i’ve stopped planning each detail, i just go for it. i’ve stopped watching tutorials and i simply just portray what i see and how i want others to see it. art used to be so frustrating, because i had a vision that i was unable to portray. but now my art has never been better and i’m having so much fun with it, it’s really therapeutic honestly :,)
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for anyone too young to know this: watching The Truman Show is a vastly different experience now, compared to how it was before youtube and social media influencers became normal
before it was like, "what a horrifying thing to do to a human being! to take away their autonomy and privacy, all for the sake of profits! to create fake scenarios for them to react to, just to retain viewership! to ruin their happiness just so some corporate entity could harvest money from their very humanity! how could anyone do something so evil?"
and now it's like, "ah, yeah. this is still deeply fucked up, but it's pretty much what every influencer has been doing to their kids for a decade now. probably bad that we've normalized this experience"
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I just need to find 11-13 other people to live in a castle with me at this point, there’s so many programs coming up with castles ( They would have enough room for all of those people the ones I’m referencing ) for incredibly cheap as long as you’re willing to keep it from you know crumbling, and with that many people it would actually be manageable, and hell possibly cheaper than rent in a lot of places.
Eventually you could even turn it into a business opportunity maybe!! Get some goats ( make cheese ), plant a large garden of berries and stuff ( make jam, pickles, all kinds of stuff!!! ), open a cafe in the castle, fuck it you could even start a daycare depending on the size, become a Shepard! Sell wool, make clothes!!
I’m not as delusional to think I have that many friends or even associates, but it would be amazing to do such a thing.
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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