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nomorelonelydays:

Imagine after Jack and Bitty come out, Jack posts a bunch of videos vlogging his morning surprise on his and Bitty’s anniversary on his Snapchat stories (which is basically old and dusty and unused because you know the guy only keeps the app for Bitty), and the videos go as follows:

1. The camera is too close to Jack’s face. There is shuffling in the background as Jack adjusts the angle until you realize the that Jack’s in his bedroom, and Bitty’s in a lump beside him, with covers up to his ears that’s drifting up and down to indicate his breathing.

Jack whispers to the camera, “I don’t make videos, that’s more Tater and Bits–Eric’s thing, but, um, it’s 5 AM on a Saturday, and today is our anniversary.”

2. About 20 seconds of Jack trying to leave the bed without disturbing Bitty. Bitty snorts about three times and you hear Jack catch his breath and freeze.

“I made it out of the bedroom. I’m going to make him breakfast in bed so, uh, hopefully that goes well and uhm…the kitchen doesn’t…catch on fire…not that it’s a possibility. I can make breakfast. Usually just eggs though.”

3. The kitchen is a mess. There is pancake batter and flour on the counter and a few floppy, pale prototypes in varying degrees of roundness in a pile on the island. The next shot is just Jack’s grimace. 

“So Eric can make biscuits from scratch–actually, he can make a lot of things from scratch. So, uh, I’m trying to make pancakes from scratch, because Eric has banned Bisquick from the house…um, I got Maman’s recipe the other day, but it’s not going too well? I’ll clean up though, Eric won’t notice a thing.”

4. Throughout the cooking adventure, Jack manages to flip a pancake over without a spatula, and the camera records Jack’s pleased mumble of “Yesssssss.” He narrates a bit of college life and what he eats usually, but it’s mostly quiet with the occasional “Oh, God” when he accidentally knocks something over.

“Eric makes it look so easy. He used to bake pies all the time when we were in Samwell. I mean, he still does. Oh, and it’s 6:21. Still plenty of time….I used to wake Eric up at 4 in the morning for, um, checking practice. I think he’s always hated me a little for that. And this is karma getting back at me. I’m going to flip this now.“ The camera shows the pan again, and on this flip, the pancake lands on the edge of the skillet, mushy-side down. Jack uses his fingers to peel the pancake off and set it in the middle. “Oh, shi–no. I can fix this. Good as new.”

5. The final product is a nicely arranged meal of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon, with orange juice and coffee on the side. Everything is on the tray, and a vase of roses are next to it. Jack flips the camera over to give it a thumbs-up and a goofy smile. 

“Done. Finally. The kitchen is intact, which is, um, always a good thing. I put a lot of creamer and sugar in the coffee, because Eric doesn’t like black coffee. It’s just sugar at this point, I think. Um, it is 7:02 on Eric’s day off from the bakery, so he usually sleeps in ‘til 10. Hopefully he doesn’t kill me for this.”

6. Back in the bedroom, Bitty is rubbing his eyes and squinting, his golden hair a mess and still cocooned in the safety of his blankets. 

“Jack, honey, why are you up so early? Did you go jogging?” He yawns. “This is an ungodly hour, Lord, I don’t know how you do it.”

Jack’s voice comes through, soft and adoring, “Happy Anniversary, Bits.”

The video cuts off Bitty’s gasp when he notices the breakfast and flowers, “Oh, happy an–oh my God, Jack, you didn’t–?”

7. The last video is Bitty tucked under Jack’s chin, his face burrowed in the hollow of Jack’s throat. Jack is grinning like he just won a Stanley. 

“He cried,” Jack says, like he’s proud. 

“I did not,” Bitty’s muffled voice says. “You just surprised me.”

Jack presses a kiss to Bitty’s hairline and mumbles something. Bitty burrows in closer, if that is even possible. If Jack had been any louder, the viewers would’ve hear a low “I love you so much” in French. 

tubbymist:

fight-for-equality:

goandannouce:

https://www.facebook.com/LifeBeginsAtConception

Actually you’re not considered dead when your heart stops beating. This is why many medical professionals still try to revive those whose hearts have stopped. Because medicine and science has found that death is not considered when your heart as stopped, but once all brain activity has ceased. Which is why they usually have around six minutes before there is no chance to revive. Because when the heart has stopped, your brain cells are deprived of oxygen and start to die.

Fetuses do not have regular brain activity until 25 weeks. At this point in gestation the only time an abortion would be performed is out of medical necessity to save the mother’s life, or to spare the fetus from a short and painful life. These only make up 1% of all abortions. And therefore by this argument, but with the knowledge of what is actually classified as death, a fetus isn’t ‘alive’ until roughly 25 weeks. Far after 99% of abortions are performed.

Please do actual research before trying to use emotional manipulative photos of babies that are born and NOT fetusesbefore parading it out and believing it as fact. Because you are only seriously misinforming yourself, and many others and furthering contributing to a movement that tries to control women’s bodies, when what they do with it does not affect you.

If you are so adamant about helping lives, try doing things for those who are in need and are actually sentient beings. Volunteer at a soup kitchen, donate to an organization that helps feed hungry children, support adoption of older children who are in foster care and are more likely to age out. But this? This does nothing.

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deathdaydungeon:

jedifinnrey:

snape could’ve been an awesome teacher if he wasn’t a disgusting waste of a human being. he knew from age 16 that the instuctions that the textbooks were giving weren’t as good as they could be. he improved the potions and recorded his methods at age 16. if he weren’t such a shitbag, he could’ve either written the damn textbooks himself, or taught his students his alternate methods. he could’ve revolutionized how potions were being brewed, teaching whole generations a superior method of potion brewing. instead, he spent his time bullying children. 

What a brilliant point.

Apart from the fact that canon rather hints that Snape did teach the kids the revised instructions.

Prisoner of Azkaban:

Didn’t you hear me say, quite clearly, that only one cat spleen was needed?  Didn’t I state plainly that a dash of leech juice would suffice?

It’s evident from this that Snape wasn’t solely teaching from the textbook; he clearly instructed the class verbally.

Order of the Phoenix:

“The ingredients and method” — Snape flicked his wand — “are on the blackboard”

and, in another lesson: 

Determined not to give Snape an excuse to fail him this lesson, Harry read and reread every line of the instructions on the blackboard

Snape doesn’t instruct them to use the textbook; he puts the instructions on the board.  

Order of the Phoenix gives us some other clues. 

“And I must tell you that Professor Snape absolutely refuses to take students who get anything other than ‘Outstanding’ in their O.W.L.s,”

So McGonagall knows that Snape only takes Outstandings, which means it’s been an ongoing decision – it’s not new for Harry’s year.  And why would Snape get away with only taking the best?  

Well:

“Moronic though some of this class undoubtedly are, I expect you to scrape an ‘Acceptable’ in your O.W.L., or suffer my … displeasure.”

He expects everyone – even Neville, Crabbe and Goyle to gain an A.  That’s his absolute baseline.  He doesn’t anticipate anyone getting a P, T or D – which is a huge ask, expecting his class to attain the three top grades, without any one of them getting one of the three bottom grades.

“I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high-pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students”

Yet evidently, he’s been succeeding.  

So doesn’t that rather suggest that he’s teaching them from his own textbook?  Is it really plausible that every student would succeed, and not a single one would fail, if he was only teaching from the textbook?

After all, Umbridge says:

“Well, the class seems fairly advanced for their level,”

And the real litmus test?

Well, in Half Blood Prince,Slughorn doesn’t write on the blackboard at all.  Not once.  Instead, he points the kids at their books:

“Scales out, everyone, and potion kits, and don’t forget your copies
of Advanced Potion-Making… .”

So let’s look at Hermione and Harry.  Hermione’s potions are perfect under Snape.  She can follow instructions to the letter, and she always creates a flawless potion.  She enters Slughorn’s class, continues to follow the instructions from the textbook, and she flails.  

In contrast, Harry was continually distracted in Snape’s lessons – usually because of their joint animosity.  Harry was less inclined to concentrate, and Snape made it impossible for him to relax – and for the most part, Harry was preoccupied with other events (e.g. Triwizard Tournament).

Under Slughorn, Harry finally follows the Prince’s instructions to the letter (he can follow Snape’s instructions, as long as he doesn’t realise Snape’s at the helm), and he creates flawless potions.  

It suggests that neither of them is capable of seeing instinctively what’s required; both only succeed when they’ve got the notes before them and follow them to the letter.  Snape, by contrast, was an instinctive Potions maker – it appears Slughorn is teaching in the same way he always did, and we know he taught Snape – so his flair wasn’t taught to him.  

It all rather indicates that Snape was teaching the kids his revised methods.  It’s plausibly less apparent during the early years that we see him teaching, because presumably, the easy potions do not require intense modification.