Can we all take a moment for Molly Weasley who knew her family so fucking well, she had “prison” as one of the options on her clock that told her where everyone was.
Well to be fair to Molly:
Arthur, regularly tinkered with enchanting muggle things, against the law
Bill, curse breaker and tomb raider for private (goblin run) corporation. Almost certainly has raided tombs that the Egyptian MoM and muggle government weren’t happy about.
Charlie: illegal dragon smuggler with buddies on the weekends, apparently.
Fred and George. Enough said.
Ron is best friends with Harry Potter. Harry is always on some Bull Shit.
Ginny idolized the Twins growing up.
Literally the only person who she doesn’t have to worry about getting arrested on a daily basis is Percy. Who commits treason in the 7th book.
If this had been a trans woman no one would have cared. It wouldn’t even have made the news. But since it did, I’d just like to say that prisons are dens of sexual violence and freedom demands their abolition
More proof that the struggles if cis women and trans women will always be intertwined and notions of “passing” will always be used as a way to punish and control all women.
Remember that video of a cisgender lesbian who got harassed and ejected from a bathroom by male cops a couple years back while her friends pleaded for the cops to leave her alone because she was a cisgender woman? Because I remember.
Everyone agrees! Your intestines squirming around like eels in your belly is horrifying!
IM SORRY THEY FUCKING WHAT NOW?
The racks even have hooks to keep them from squirming right off and onto the floor apparently. They desperately want to escape our bodies
Intestines are muscles, and function involuntarily. If your muscles did not squirm around, then they wouldn’t be able to move food through them, thus you wouldn’t gain any nutrients from anything you eat, and the food would spoil and make you sick. I agree the squirmy wormies are a bit unsettling, but hey it’s actually really good for you! Your intestines work so hard for it! Please give them a little love.
Summary: What the heck are you supposed to do with a boyfriend who hogs your blankets? (Celebrating @slim-jims newly formed couple! @splatoon-jim have some fluff for once!)
Characters: Dr. Iplier, Bim Trimmer, Jims
Enjoy~
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It had been spring when they had shared their first secret rendezvous, showcasing small smiles between sips of coffee and chatter. There wasn’t an explosion of feeling, or a rush of realization. It was just coffee between friends. ‘Love’ was the farthest thing from Dr. Iplier’s mind.
Not from Bim’s, who spent most of their talks lamenting that he himself didn’t have a significant other. Dr. Iplier merely chuckled at these dramatic ramblings.
“Someone will come along, Bim. You’re a good looking man, and kind and funny to boot.” He told him.
“Is that your professional diagnosis, doctor, or a personal one?” Bim teased, before sipping his coffee.
Dr. Iplier rolled his eyes, got up, and left, leaving the bill with the TV host to pay.
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Summer was when they kissed. It was the fourth of July, and they sat together on the bank of a lake far away from the other egos, wanting to be out of earshot for when they all started to chant about how great America was. The fireworks were gorgeous, with bright flashes of color, glittering down from above.
Bim, that idiot, would stare upwards with his mouth open, which meant he’d immediately have to spit gross ash out. Dr. Iplier laughed, feeling a knot in his stomach as he did. He and Bim were alone, which for some reason put him on edge.
Bim huffed. “They’re so pretty, I can’t help it!” He declared. “When I see something I like, I can’t help but to stare.”
Dr. Iplier didn’t look up right away, and when he did, he saw that Bim was still looking at him. The doctor felt his heart race, unsure why.
Bim slid just a little closer to him. “Hey, uh, you know. I think I’m done looking for a partner.”
Dr. Iplier could feel relief flooding through his body, and he moved closer in response. That was when he knew; he loved Bim Trimmer. And he knew that Bim knew. And Bim loved him, he knew that too.
It was a silent, mutual agreement, both leaning in and pressing their lips together ever so lightly. Behind them, a brilliant red firework errupted high in the star-studded night.
When they pulled away, the doctor laughed quietly, and Bim smiled softly. “What’s funny?” He asked, his voice quiet, almost shy.
“Your mouth tastes like a firework.” Dr. Iplier teaseed. Bim huffed, blushed, and proceeded to lean on the doctor, who held him close as they watched the rest of the fireworks.
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Bim was a blanket hog. Dr. Iplier hadn’t known this before winter, as during the summer they didn’t use blankets. Or need them for that matter.
“Bim,” He grumbled. “Bim, you stole all the blankets again. It’s,” He glanced at the clock. “It’s 3:43 in the morning.”
Bim didn’t move. Dr. Iplier sighed and began to ease the blankets away from his boyfriend, who whined the moment he started. “Mine.” The TV host muttered. “Warm.”
“But I’m cold.” Dr. Iplier told him. “And if I stay cold for too long, I will die. It’s a matter of fact.” He stated, using his doctor voice.
Bim whined louder, rolled over, and opened his blanket cocoon up. “You’re a liar.” He mumbled sleepily.
Dr. Iplier smiled and crawled in, snuggling close to his hot as hell boyfriend, both meanings of ‘hot’ applicable. “I love you.” He whispered, kissing his cheek.
“I love you too.” Bim muttered in response.
They were just getting settled in when the door opened, and both sat straight up in bed, scared out of their wits.
“Jim,” One said. “I found him. I found cousin Bim.”
Bim immediately relaxed. “Just the Jims.” He smiled. “What are you doing here?”
Jim one sauntered up to the bed, climbing in. “Yes, yes this will do nicely. Jim, get in here.” Cameraman Jim followed him, climbing in too. “Here is where we will hibernate for the night, to prepare our minds and bodies for the day tomorrow.”
“Uh, Jim?” Bim asked, glancing at his less than amused boyfriend. “Do you think maybe-?”
“Hibernate mode engaged.” The Jim said sleepily, and before they knew it, both Jims were out like a light.
Dr. Iplier sighed. “Welll then…” He forced himself to smile. It was Bim’s family after all. “I guess extra body heat isn’t a bad thing.”
Bim beamed, and snuggled in with his boyfriend. It wasn’t long before they also fell asleep, Bim in the doctor’s arms, Dr. Iplier with his nose buried in Bim’s hair.
Small child full of Bees 
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