tag 10 people you want to get to know better!
Tagged by: @yesloverboy (hi ily thanks for the tag bebe 💛)
Tagging: @chauffeurlebon + anyone else who hasn’t done this yet 😈
relationship status: married to my plants
Favorite color: all colors are very nice but a nice emerald-y green is [chefs kiss]
Favorite food: the seafood alfredo from Olive Garden 🤤
Song stuck in your head: “Heaven’s on Fire” by Kiss
Last thing you googled: Matt Smith (todays a who day what can I say)
Time: 5:46 pm
Dream trip: Probably Prague or Warsaw
Last book you read: “A Court of Mist and Fury” by Sarah J. Maas
Last book you enjoyed reading: “Queen of Air and Darkness” by Cassandra Clare
Last book you hated reading: does “Grapes of Wrath” count?
Bonus!
Favorite to cook/bake: Cheesecake (the baking kind, no bake is typically ass)
favorite craft to do in your free time: I am the ultimate grandma I do the crochet, cross stitch, and knitting type things 💀 also painting
most niche dislike: idk prolly that typing thing people do when they were raised on typewriters instead of computers, where after punctuation they double space 💀
opinion on circus(es): if it’s a true circus (not a carny type) then they can be pretty cool.
do you have a sense of direction: god no 😭
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I really don't wanna see anyone talking about Betty as if she was a "poor little misguided girl" that had to sacrifice her whole life for a man.
She was her own character and made her own decisions during the whole show! Yes, jumping through the portal basically doomed her life, but it was HER DECISION.
I'm not saying it was a good thing for her, being impulsive and reckless is a very consistent flaw to her character, as well as being passive and inattentive to her self destructive behavior was a flaw to Simon! Their relationship had flaws like any other would, but they loved and admired each other the exact same amount! (Simon went back in time to apologize and say goodbye to her, while Betty refused to accept his loss and tried to go back in time to change the future, he was more willing to let her go AT FIRST)
I'm also devastated that Betty got such a tragic ending, but the important thing is that SHE ACTIVELY CHOSE HER FATE. And she did not regret it.
SHE CHOSE TO STAY WITH SIMON AND NOT GO ON THAT TRIP
SHE CHOSE TO JUMP THROUGH THAT PORTAL
SHE CHOSE TO TRY TO FIX THE CROWN EVEN WHEN SIMON BEGGED HER TO STOP
SHE CHOSE TO STAY BEHIND AND MAKE HER LAST WISH
(I'm also a little bit disappointed with the fionna and cake finale, the way they handled Simon's character development was kinda underwhelming, but seeing people treat Betty like the ultimate victim makes me a lil bit upset... SHE WAS SUPER PROACTIVE)
I'm not trying to romanticize her toxic traits, being this obsessed with someone is not healthy, but at the same time... In a show with world ending monsters and interdimentional beings and telepathic war elephants, the fate of the world in both AT and FaC depending on a normal human woman that just loved someone SO MUCH is so beautiful...
It's PAINFULLY bittersweet but also immensely true to the nature of human beings. 🥲
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Common Dinosaur Mistakes
you know the "bunny hands" pose everyone does to indicate t. rex? with the hands folded down, palms facing the chest? yeah. almost no dinosaurs could do that. it would break their wrists. only one unique group evolved to do that, which doesn't include any of the Jurassic Park dinosaurs. the term for this is "pronation" and actually the vast majority of land vertebrates can't do it. mammals can. mammals are weird.
not a single dinosaur has claws on their fourth or fifth fingers. not a single one. not even if they're quadrupedal.
most dinosaurs have very stiff tails and can't wiggle them around like a lizard tail. the tails were stiff for balance.
the "tongue flick" thing that lizards do is a lizard thing. dinosaurs wouldn't have done that. they don't do that today (birds, birds don't do that)
"nonavian" dinosaurs with feathered wings had them like birds. they covered the hands. and attached to the hands. stop giving Velociraptor hands. it had wings. and very big ones, too, based on Zhenyuanlong.
dinosaurs with scales don't have lizard scales. lizard scales are a derived trait found only in lizards. they had scutes similar to those of living birds, but much smaller compared to body size, and often in crazy shapes and patterns. dinosaur scales are super weird tbh
sauropods don't have elephant feet. they handled the problem of size in a much weirder way: instead of spreading out the weight, they turned their feet into columns. like pillars. some of the biggest species didn't have any fingers, their front limbs just. end. for maximum column support.
dinosaurs were chonky. you could not see the bones like a silhouette under the skin. some might have been skinnier and some of the features of the bones would be somewhat like with skinny bird legs, but most of the time? no. so stop making the holes in their skulls visible on the outside like damn. jurassic park/world is the biggest offender for this one.
the whole unique feature of dinosaurs is having their legs DIRECTLY under their bodies. they do not sprawl. I can't believe I have to say that, but I do.
hadrosaur (duck-billed dinosaur) front feet were hooves. like, seriously, hooves. not little flippers. not three fingered hands. hooves.
I reserve the right to add more to this post as I think of things.
other people can too, but just research before you do.
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Rating band names by my likelihood to obey them as commands
Train: 6/10. Not very specific, but regardless of context, I do need to do it more. However, I dislike effort.
Maroon 5: 2/10. Not sure what I am marooning five of, but it seems kind of impractical to do remotely, and I don't particularly want to be stuck on an isolated coast with these five entities.
Journey: 6/10. Only if I'm not tired.
OK Go: 5/10. I'm a big fan of leaving situations. However, if I am already unburdened by the horrors of situations, going might bring me INTO a situation, and that's the opposite of what I want.
Fall Out Boy: 4/10. I don't like conflict for no reason, but thanks for the gender!
Walk Off The Earth: 0/10. Gravity makes this difficult.
Elbow: 11/10. I am always ready to commit violence with my bones.
Meet Me @ The Altar: 9/10. Like the wedding type or the ritual sacrifice type? Either way, I should change outfits first.
Dropkick Murphys: 1/10. I only know one Murphy who I would want to dropkick, but she's probably old enough now for that to be immoral.
Mother Mother: 8/10. I'm told I have a chronic case of mom friend.
Panic! At The Disco: 7/10. The disco is difficult to find these days, but I am constantly in a state of near-panic, so I think I could make it work given the opportunity.
Rise Against: 8/10. Not sure what we're rising against, but I'm typically down for a good rebellion.
Smash Mouth: 9/10. Smash someone's mouth? With what? My fist? My own mouth? I'm usually down for one or the other.
Seal: 3/10. Not very specific. I've licked too many envelopes in the past month and I have no desire to repeat the experience.
WALK THE MOON: 3/10. I do want to do this. However, my opportunities to do so have been severely limited by NASA's security.
Spoon: 9/10. Yeah, I'll cuddle.
Foster The People: 7/10. Depends on the people.
Kiss: 9/10. Depends on who or what I am kissing, but usually there's someone around who is up for it. If not, I will kiss the nearest stuffed animal on their soft little head.
Cage The Elephant: 0/10. Cruel, unethical, and unwise. How dare you.
Rage Against The Machine: 1000/10. Fuck yeah, I will.
Imagine Dragons: 1000000/10. Ohohoho, don't mind if I do.
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[9:47 AM] *suggestive
the first thing you learn about seungcheol is that his towels are embroidered. csc, they read, in gold thread on absurdly plush bath towels.
(actually, the first thing you learned about him was that he's a good kisser. you learned this the hard way, outside the bar, after all your friends had gone home and it just was you, him, and his tongue in your mouth.)
as a rule, you try not to learn anything about your late night escapades, but, evidently, you have already failed.
it's easy to notice his bathroom looks much bigger than it did last night, now that all the lights are on. he has not one, but two, matching rugs, and the sconce lights make the marble countertop look like it's made of water. nestled in the corner is a little tray with all his cologne lined up end to end—armani, dior, chanel.
you pick up the silvery one on the end and smell the cap. (yes, this one. he was wearing this one last night, right in the space where his collarbone met the base of his neck. you had kissed him there, and he had asked you to go home with him. creed, aventus, it says.)
he even has the drunk elephant moisturizer, although it looks criminally underused. it sits among a small pile of skincare that looks like it costs twice your monthly paycheck, if you had worked overtime.
you have to remind yourself you're not here to snoop through rich people's bathrooms, as fun as that sounds.
seungcheol was a quick fuck (and a really good one at that), but you already feel like you've overstayed your welcome.
the plan—in and out. you hate the sticky, too-warm goodbyes, the small talk at the kitchen table, the unexpected rattle of a roommate coming home. worst of all, they never want you as badly in the morning as they did the night before.
but the plan has already gone to shit. you woke up practically spooning him and your little bathroom detour cost you ten minutes. and it's almost 10, which is what he has his two-hundred dollar alarm clock set to.
you shut the bathroom door as quietly as you can, hoping to make a quick getaway. but it's here, caught in the waxy overcast from the huge windows, where, for the first time in your life, you almost want to say fuck the plan.
"morning," seungcheol hums, propping himself up on the bed. you take one look at him, shirtless and sweats slung low, and you lose the plot entirely.
yesterday, when you had met, it looked like he was made in some kind of factory for hot men—starched white shirt rolled to the forearms, hair perfectly gelled, and a fat breitling watch hugging his wrist. and yet, as you watch him blow a cowlick out of his eyes, he seems even more attractive, which you would have never thought possible.
"someone's eager to get outta here," he says, enjoying the way you avoid his eyes. "don't tell me it was that bad for you."
you smile nervously. what you can remember about last night is that it was anything but bad. the whole thing makes your face feel hot—you are no prude, but he sure makes you feel like one.
"is that what it looks like?" you answer. you realize you can't find your shoes. you think he threw them somewhere last night, between the memory of his hand up your dress and yours in his hair. he kissed his way up your legs and you forgot you even had shoes to worry about.
"almost, if you weren't checking me out just now."
damn. guilty as charged. you can't help it. things feel too good to be true.
first, you learned you got fucked by a million dollar dick last night. now, instead of kicking you out like any other one night stand, he's acting decent, maybe even more than decent. and he has the tits of a god.
seungcheol sees your face wrench up in puritanical shame and he laughs.
"well, if you have time in your busy, busy schedule," he starts, with a grin that makes you dizzy. "i'm making breakfast. and i would love to eat it with you."
suddenly you don't know why you ever had a plan in the first place. you watch him attempt to wink at you from all the way across the room and you think getting to know him might not be such a bad thing after all. maybe things are too good to be true, but you're willing to find out.
needless to say, the second thing you learn about seungcheol is that he cannot cook.
the third? he's an even better kisser sober.
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