Sooner or later even nature itself will be capitalised 😭
Income and tree canopies: In US cities, access to clean air, cooler air, shade, and greenery segregated by income.
I don’t ship Drarry but with that being said, I will accept no other Drarry prompt than them stubbornly competing to outdo the other for the sheer drama.
It starts off when they’re still enemies in the Goblet of Fire. Draco makes a taunt about who Harry’s going to ask to the Yule Ball and how they must be from the worst of the worst lot and Harry rolls his eyes and says, “Well, fitting you say that, Malfoy, because I was going to ask you.” A perfect zing, Harry. 10/10.
But now the ball’s in Draco’s court and obviously he’s not going to pass up on the chance to humiliate the scarhead so he takes the most logical route of humiliation and calls out his bluff: “Fine, Potter, I reckon we’re going.”
But do you think Harry James Potter is just going to back down? That stubborn teenager is going to stare Draco down and say, “Reckon we are.”
Ron’s confused and Hermione’s confused and literally the entire castle is confused but Harry’s satisfied because he called out a bluffer’s counterbluff with a bluff of his own. And they just keep it up.
“I suppose you don’t even know how to dance, Potter?”
The furious teenager who spent years having to watch soapbox dramas with Mrs. Figg just glares at him in his stupid dress robes. “I know some things.”
“Prove it.”
“Fine.”
It’s like that for days until Draco makes the ultimate power move by inviting Harry to the Malfoy’s Annual New Years Eve Ball, taking out a Daily Prophet ad no less, because oh, oh, he’s got Potter now. He’ll never accept and he’ll be humiliated in front of the entire wizarding world. And do you think Harry’s just going to go down without a fight? God, no, he’s going to win whatever the hell this is because he’s Harry Potter, Draco better be worried, oh boy.
They’re still going at it six months later.
“Err—Malfoy?” Crabbe says. “Potter just sent you a dozen roses?”
“That son of a bitch! Send a box of chocolates. That’ll show him.”
“Um, Draco—?”
“I WILL NOT BE OUTDONE, PARKINSON!”
Toffee Break anyone?
I would absolutely love to see a modern AU where Luffy is a firefighter and Law is a doctor. They meet when Luffy is sent to the ER for something stupid he did while on the job and he is constantly coming in with other odd injuries (burnt his eyebrows off, blistered his hand because he grabbed a hot pipe).
Modern AU Dr Trafalgar Law is one of my favourites! <3
Love, Love, Love this!!
—————————-It was eleven pm on a Friday evening, twelve hours into his shift, not for the first time, Law sighed.
He looked down at the clipboard in his hands. Trafalgar Law, a doctor - an incredible one at that, specializing in cardiology had been assigned to the ER, the worst department of them all. The noise, the people, the sights and especially the smells made him want to curl up into a ball and stay there for the rest of his life.
Nurses rushed passed him as he stood still, still staring at a blurry jumble of words in front of him, his eyes were not focusing, he couldn’t remember the last time he had gotten some sleep, he should really try and get some soon.
He rubbed his tired eyes in an attempt to refocus them and the words finally started to make a little more sense to him again, that’s when he noticed a familiar name at the top of the patient information paper.
A smile finally spread across his lips for the first time that day, it was a regular.
Law suddenly had a burst of energy, he stood a little taller, stretching his aching back a little before making his way towards the ward his next patient was waiting in.
“You again?” Law spoke, his voice echoing around the room and into Luffy’s ears, he was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed as Law walked in,
“Ohhh heyyy!” Luffy stood up but the freckled male stood next to him instantly pushed him back onto the bed again. This was Monkey D. Luffy’s fifth, or was it sixth? Visit to the ER this month, both Luffy and his freckled faced brother Ace, were firefighters.
Luffy was either the most unlucky firefighter or the biggest idiot Law had ever met.
Law suppressed a smirk, trying to stay professional, he pretended to look over Luffy’s notes scribbled in Shachi’s messy handwriting. “So, what happened to you today?” Law asked, putting the clipboard down and walking over to Luffy, he could feel the tension coming from Ace but chose to ignore it. Luffy hadn’t stopped smiling at Law since he walked through the door and Law wasn’t sure how much he could take of his blinding smile before he cracked.
“Burnt both of my hands, no big deal. I’m sure they will be fine in the morning,” Luffy shrugged and Ace rolled his eyes, Luffy held his hands out for Law to see and instantly Law knew they definitely would not be better in the morning. His palms were red and inflamed, both of them had fresh burn blisters starting to form on the skin too, it looked painful.
“How have you not asked for any painkillers yet?” Law asked before putting on some gloves and gently taking one of Luffy’s hands, despite the ugly burns on younger man’s hands, Law felt a flutter in his heart that completely took him by surprise.
Law somehow managed to explain a treatment plan and what was going to happen and how Luffy wasn’t going to be able to work for a few weeks while at the same time his heart was thumping hard against his chest, was Luffy feeling the same? Did he feel a flutter in his heart too or was that just him? Luffy was just a patient, he had never felt this way towards ANYONE before, never mind a patient.
A few hours later and Luffy had both of his hands wrapped in gauze bandages, a prescription for strong painkillers had been stuffed into his back pocket and his legs swinging at the edge of the hospital bed. The room was silent as Law finished up writing Luffy’s medical notes, Ace had gone outside to make a few phone calls to family to let them know Luffy was okay.
“Did you feel that too?” He asked suddenly making Law stop writing and look up at Luffy, for the first time Law looked straight into Luffy’s eyes, so full of life and wonder, he had beautiful eyes, the image of them looking back at him will be stored in his memory for the rest of his life. “Like a butterfly got stuck in your stomach or somethin?”
“What are you talking about?” Law asked, his heart was thumping in his chest again.
“When you touched my hands,” Luffy spoke, looking down at his bandaged hands and sighing, he could have swore he felt some sort of connection with the doctor, a connection he had never felt until now, Law had noticed Luffy’s legs had stopped swinging. “M-maybe it was just me then,”
<3
Me before going to sleep: I’m gonna read only one fic and it’s going to be a little one, so I’m going to sleep early tonight.
Also me: OMG this ff of 490 pages with fake/pretend relationship, slow born, friends to lover, smut, agnst plot is incredible interesting! I’m gonna start it now but I’m not going to finish it tonight.
My brain: Sweetheart don’t do it, you will regret it later.
Also my brain at 3:00 am: *at page 326* Keep going you almost finished it!
I'm gonna use my tumble account as a mental health diary / someplace to write cringe motivational posts for myself bc god knows I need it.
Also if anyone knows me in rl, pls ignore the existence of this account. The cringe aaa I can't handle the cringe
Draco, before first year: I can’t just wait for Hogwarts, I’m gonna make lots of friends and join the Quidditch team and also…
*6 horrible years later*
Draco, to Voldemort: Fuck you.
Draco, to Dumbledore: Fuck you.
Draco, to Lucius: Fuck you.
Draco, to Hermione: Fuck you.
Draco, to Ron: Fuck you.
Draco, to Harry: Fuck me.
Draco, giving everyone the middle finger: I hate everyone, life is horrible and this school sucks. Goodnight.
A lot of the substances we think of as protection against the supernatural (e.g. salt, silver, garlic) are actually antibacterial, and would have helped stave off infections and illnesses that people once attributed to supernatural influence.
Based on this, I want to see a story where vampires are repelled by hand sanitizer.
For if you need ideas about what goals you want in life 😊
☕Coffee Barista- making coffee drinks for people and selling little sandwiches and making unique flavors. Could also take it a step forward and own your own coffee shop
🍰 Bakery- Baking sweets and goods, decorating with frosting, wholesome environment, cute decor. Owning one would be such a cute family business too with the kids helping out after school and hanging there with their friends
🍇 Farmer- tending to plants all day, lots of time outside, being able to eat and cook with fresh ingredients, taking care of animals, feeding baby animals, nice workout
🍔 Restaurant Owner- sharing homemade recipes, taking a passion for food, make people's nights, classy, good source of money too
🖌 Independent Artist- Although harder to achieve, very rewarding when you make money, freedom, using passion to make money, expressive
🌲 Forest Ranger- Lots of time outside, lots of nature, look out for ecosystems, less people, quieter, also lots of freedom, important for preservation, lots of time to think and read and pursue hobbies
👨👧👦 Run a Daycare- for those that like kids, important for development, help out busy parents, provide a fun place that kids want to go, be loved by many kids, enforcement of good behavior
🔮Metaphysical Shop Owner/worker- Work wit lots of crystals, aesthetic, opportunity to gather lots of knowledge, good for witches/wiccans, good way to meet people with similar interests
📚 Librarian- also lots of knowledge, reading, quiet, surrounded by books, help encourage others to read, being good at trivia, tutoring
That's all for this list, let me know if you guys want more lists like this with different kinds of jobs👍🏻its important for those that are unsure exactly what they want to do with their lives, this would be a great place to start. Wholesome Job List Part 2
Nox: I can't marry you, you're too good for me! Chase: What does that even mean?! Nox: You are too nice to me! Chase: I'll be less nice! Nox: Your gifts are too specific! Chase: I'll get you a gift card! I'm sorry! I never meant to hurt you! Nox: You're too emotionally supportive! Chase: We can work on that in therapy! Nox: It's the money! You make too much money! Chase: I'll do improv! Nox: .... Nox: NO!
Chase: heading out to see Nox Deacon: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! Chase: I think I crossed that line when I got a date.