#cricket protein

[academicdisasterfic]

Eudaimonia

drarry | e | 13k

Harry Potter shows up in Draco's philosophy lecture, and doesn't leave. A study of five years in love. Thank you to my forever bros @nv-md and @lou-isfake for the beta.

Eudaimonia: in Aristotelian ethics, the condition of human flourishing or of living well. For Aristotle, eudaimonia is the highest human good, the only human good that is desirable for its own sake (as an end in itself) rather than for the sake of something else (as a means toward some other end).

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Eleven years after the War, Harry Potter showed up at one of Draco’s lectures.

It’s not the fact of his appearance that surprised Draco—although, perhaps, he would have expected it sooner, and thought Potter would be more sneaky about it; pretending he was on Auror business, or Glamouring himself, or something equally transparent.

But no. Potter was sitting there, third row, in old jeans and Nikes, taking notes.

Afterwards, Potter loitered by the door, and when all the students had left, he just tipped his head towards the exit. 

‘Coffee?’

They each paid separately. Harry got an Americano, extra shot, and Draco a chai latte; he couldn’t do caffeine this late in the day. They sat at a table by the window, the long summer sun pouring over them.

‘What is a conspiracy theory?’ was Potter’s first question, almost as soon as Draco pulled in his chair.

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[opspro2005]

I don't have any real huge problem with people eating bugs, after all, humans have been doing that for 1000's of years. BUT....I do have a problem with bugs being pushed deceptively. All I can say is, make sure you read the label of everything you buy, learn what the ingredients are, and make your own decisions.

[firestar5318]

What makes something meat or not meat?

[antihumanism]

it (spending an hour plus of your time to boil the hell out of five dollars of produce to make four dollars of broth) actually SAVES money because you'd otherwise just be constantly throwing away all those partially eaten vegetables; well, no, ma'am, i wouldn't be doing that because when i cut into an onion i already have a plan for how i'm going to use all of it in the next twenty four hours, your fridge is a hellish landscape of decadence and decay, mine is run with fine precision, your kitchen is a temple dedicated to Nurgle

[unicronnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom]

It is good fucking soup.

[jacobseed]

i saw ur pic of the gecko named bill and i was wondering if he has a favourite snack

unfortunately it’s crickets. I give my geckos little fruit bites, have yet to try any actual fruit, but they don’t seem to care for them all that much. Socrates liked the bites at first but idk about now. eventually i want to try horn worms, but i’m waiting until they get a bit bigger for those ♥️

[magiskarp]

Overnight oats are so fucking holy

[justareallyboredfangirl]

glad i put a whole 8 inches of bedding in the enclosure just for this little ding dong to completely clear out a cubby of bedding and then go to sleep

[softichill]

I need. To start eating 3 full meals a day

[gio-dude]

I'm just imagining shepards with their giant swarms of cricket. Not giant crickets, granted (those are used like horses), just like thousands pon thousand of normal small crickets being herded from field to field.

cattle rancher

imagining elves that don't eat meat but eat bugs instead. they just end up breeding giant cattle bugs. grub that moos at you

[farmerstrend]

How Pastoralists are Embracing Cricket Farming as a Sustainable Alternative to Livestock Farming

From Livestock to Cricket Farming: How Climate Change is Reshaping Pastoralist Livelihoods – Learn how Kenyan pastoralists are turning to cricket farming for nutrition, income, and climate resilience in the face of recurring droughts. Maasai women turn to cricket farming for sustainability Rosemary Nenini watched helplessly as her husband’s cattle perished daily during a drought that lasted from…

[lizardmonet]

um anyway no, eating bugs isn’t vegan lol

[robertolazzaro]

Breakfast and Brunch - Power Cricket Crepes Recipe These energy crepes, which are flavored with coconut butter, nutritional yeast, and non-dairy milks, have more protein thanks to the addition of cricket flour.

[hoppa77]

Insect Protein Snacks

Elevate your snacking with Hoppa Foods' Insect Protein Snacks! Crunchy, sustainable, and packed with goodness. Taste the future!

[tamber-tales]

aha, but I have another cat! and she eats crickets now too!

I bet more pet cats would if people would let them try. after all, cats chase/eat them outside when left to their own devices

I just saw a video of some girl like "did you know that hornworms turn into beautiful butterflies?" and as she was putting them into a critter keeper, she mentioned feeling sad seeing them in the pet shop since they "just get eaten by dogs and cats". Honey, that's not what they're for

[inkdrinkerworld]

Spring’s Coming

cw: fluff, poly!marauders having supper outside as spring comes in, reader and sirius team up and fluster remus, just sweet coupley fluff!

“Are we having supper out here?” James asks as he opens the sliding door to your back garden and finds you and Remus sitting curled into each other staring at the sky.

Remus has been whispering to you about the constellations and when you can see which ones and where.

“It’s the first night of actual spring, Jamie. Can we please?” You ask, turning to him and finding two steaming bowls in his hands.

“Doesn’t bother me, angel.” James hands you a yellow bowl and a green one to Remus, inside is porridge with all the fix ins - a spoon of yoghurt, what smells like cookie butter in yours and peanut in Remus’, a handful of frozen blueberries and a drizzle of honey.

“Do you have a preference, Moons?”

“It would be nice to sit out, the flowers are coming up too, smells nice.” He shifts a little to accept the bowl. “Thank you Jamie.” Remus hums, kissing his forearm where it stretches.

He shrugs, his dimple poking out. “Siri come out here! We’re having supper under the stars.”

James makes it far more romantic than either you or Remus had intended but when Sirius comes out with two more bowls and a blanket cape, it certainly feels so.

“Here y’go Jamie boy,” James’ porridge has the same fix ins as Remus and you can only assume protein powder lest he fall under this rugby season, his bowl is orange. “Shove over, Rem.”

Remus rolls his eyes as Sirius sits beside him, “You’re so romantic when you wish to be.” He says sarcastically and Sirius only takes a sticky bite of his supper.

Sirius’ bowl is a grey that looks purple sometimes and his has cereal flakes on top, honey drizzles and blueberries.

He and James flank you and Remus and the blanket is draped over everyone. The sky is nearly black from how dark it is, but the pretty thing about that is the stars that litter it.

You can see Orion’s Belt, Cassiopeia, and the Big Dipper- Remus can tell the others better than you.

You can hear crickets coming out, and a little rustle between your bushes every now and again, which you can only hope are bunnies.

“This was a good idea, poppet.” Sirius murmurs through another bite.

You smile, “I’m not so sure it was an idea more than it was me and Remus getting distracted.”

Remus chuckles, thumb reaching over to you to wipe away a bit of milk at the corner of your mouth.

“I was only telling about the constellations.”

James smiles, “You get into it though Rem, feels wrong to stop your ramblings.”

Remus’ blush blazes through the scars on his face and he looks even more endearing for it.

Sirius grins, any chance to make any of his loves red and he’s a hound with a scent. “Would you care telling about the,” he snaps his fingers like he can’t remember. “What’s the right name for that multiheaded one?”

You giggle when Remus goes redder, even more so when he hides his face in your shoulder. “The Hydra, Siri. We might not see it for a few days though.”

You ruffle his hair, “So smart, baby.” He nips your shoulder in retaliation making you shriek and turn into James.

“Would you be able to map it, for us? So we now how to spot it?” Sirius carries on and James feels pity for Remus’ whine.

“Would you like dessert Moony? We’ve got tea cake inside, precious.”

Remus jumps at the opportunity, collecting your now empty bowls eagerly making you and Sirius laugh.

“He’s gonna get us horribly well tomorrow.” You say as you curl into him when they leave.

“He might well get us tonight, poppet. Odds on us surviving?”

You’re quiet for a moment where you can hear James and Remus whispering inside. “Probably pretty low now that he’s romancing James.”