shoutout to people working weekends and overnights and overtime, people working in hospitality and retail and food service, who are sacrificing time with their loved ones, so fuckers with weekday desk jobs get to live comfortably with the amenities we provide while simultaneously shitting all over us for not getting “real jobs”
Imagine James and Lily bringing Harry to an Order meeting when he is a few weeks old and Hagrid sees the itty bitty baby that was made by two of his favourite people and asks to hold him and all of other adults are scared that this half-giant with his large lumbering hands will crush the poor thing but Lily and James just smile at each other and place their cooing baby in Hagrid’s arms and Hagrid holds Harry like he’s the most precious thing in the world
Cis people *on their knees begging me to explain the term Nonbinary* me: sitting in a chair and the chair is made of solid gold and I’m wearing a sick fucking outfit n smoking a cig n laughing and I’m like.. Maybe if u bring me some more wine
Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.