Having only ever seen Matthew Rhys in The Beast in Me a few months ago and then seeing a few ads for Widow’s Bay, I was very surprised upon seeing the gif set with Chris Fleming, as I was expecting something serious.

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Having only ever seen Matthew Rhys in The Beast in Me a few months ago and then seeing a few ads for Widow’s Bay, I was very surprised upon seeing the gif set with Chris Fleming, as I was expecting something serious.
I wish it wasn’t so hard for me to tell if I’m hungry or not. Occasionally I do have appetite but think to myself that I shouldn’t eat something if I’m not hungry and then struggle to tell if I am hungry or not, get distracted, and not eat anything.
Not eating simply because you aren’t hungry doesn’t work when your body frequently fails to tell you when you are hungry, when hunger fails to motivate you to eat, when appetite is so commonly minimal, non-existent, or incredibly specific, when hunger can appear in an instant and disapear before you have time to act on it, etc etc etc.
the prince has begun practicing curtseying in the mirror. which could mean nothing.
we have good news and bad news, my liege. the good news is that we now know what that curtsying was about: you will be pleased to know that, after several heartfelt conversations between your child, the court jesters and a myriad of singing woodland creatures, you are now the parent of a proud and joyful new princess. the bad news is that, due to a series of events related to the dragon-sized hole in her bedchamber wall,
I love the insinuation that the second the princess realized she was a girl and thus actually a princess, the dragon was there. That thing wasted no time. It heard "princess" and was like "I need no further invitation, here I come."
Gender affirmed by Dragon. Amazing.
pretty sure you’re literally the only person who understood my vision on this accursed post
how many posts do y'all have in ur drafts
A bus may have only a couple of passengers, especially at the beginning or end of its route. But let's also take fuel efficiency into account.
If there's one person on a bus because that person cannot or doesn't want to drive, the bus is succeeding.
I read a study once on the fuel efficiency of various types of commuter vehicles (car, bus, train) on a per person basis and the number of people needed riding public transit to match the "efficiency" of cars is shockingly low. A bus needs to carry like 3-4 people to be fuel efficient, and trains require 2-3 per train car. Both often carry two dozen or more during peak hours, more than justifying any perceived requirements for efficiency for the train or bus to provide service the entire day.
[Image ID 1: Clip art of two cars and a bus on a white background accompanied by text that reads "Transit Myth: if the bus isn't full, it isn't succeeding. WRONG! A bus takes up about as much dynamic space on the street as 2 cars. You only need 3 passengers on a bus for it to be a better use of space than cars." /End ID]
[Image ID 2: Screenshot of tags on reblog by bookmothic-dyke reading "#this blog supports public transit #I can't drive due to vision problems #so #public transit is how I get anywhere besides walking #need it for work". /End ID]
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Shout out to my mom who explains my transition as "Having a daughterpillar turn into a Boyterfly". It doesn't erase the fact I was an adorable little girl, and also affirms my gender now. I love my mother.
I still think it’s objectively fucked how the world is built for morning people and if you wake up later than everyone else you’re seen as a malicious aberration of some sort. I am that but it’s not because I wake up at 11 fuck yourself
Okay so. December’s primary birth flower is the paperwhite narcissus, with holly secondary and poisettias (cuetlaxōchitl) as a sometimes included tertiary option. As someone who’s birthday is very near christmas I really do not want to use holly or poinsettias for my birth flower; nothing against those flowers, but my birthday is already overwhelmed by the holiday, I don’t want any additional unnecessary associations. So narcissus, great!
March’s birth flower is the daffodil sometimes generally, sometimes jonquils.
Narcissus is the genus name for daffodils— and narcissus, daffodil, and jonquil are used in gardening to refer to different varieties.
So March and December effectively have the same birth flower. December technically has alternatives but they are *secondary* to narcissus and are only chosen for the month due to the festive association or in the case of poinsettias perhaps also the fact that (in the US) poinsettia day is Dec 12 (the day Poinsett died, although he was born in March and poinsettias are associated with Easter in Spain which sometimes falls in March so they could also easily be a March birth flower! And I don’t know why we would want associations with Poinsett anyway).
I do however love that December has 3 birth flower options and all of them will make you vomit and have diarrhea (poinsettias less so, despite common misconception, but they still can).
I also saw one place use hellebore for December. Hellebores are also known as “christmas roses.” They are not closely related to rosids, but they do have the simple 5 petal look similar to wild roses (which I personally greatly prefer to the overcrowded “how does a pollinator even get in there” look of domestic roses).
It is, of course, also toxic. Both black and white hellebore where used as medicine by the Greeks and Romans. There were myths that the madness of the daughters of the king of Argos (caused by Dionysus) and that the madness which caused Heracles to murder his wife and children (caused by Hera) were both cured by hellebore. But it’s toxic so don’t try that at home.
“I’m a person. I was somebody before I went under the surgeon’s knife.”
-Flowers for Algernon, page 79
Okay so. December’s primary birth flower is the paperwhite narcissus, with holly secondary and poisettias (cuetlaxōchitl) as a sometimes included tertiary option. As someone who’s birthday is very near christmas I really do not want to use holly or poinsettias for my birth flower; nothing against those flowers, but my birthday is already overwhelmed by the holiday, I don’t want any additional unnecessary associations. So narcissus, great!
March’s birth flower is the daffodil sometimes generally, sometimes jonquils.
Narcissus is the genus name for daffodils— and narcissus, daffodil, and jonquil are used in gardening to refer to different varieties.
So March and December effectively have the same birth flower. December technically has alternatives but they are *secondary* to narcissus and are only chosen for the month due to the festive association or in the case of poinsettias perhaps also the fact that (in the US) poinsettia day is Dec 12 (the day Poinsett died, although he was born in March and poinsettias are associated with Easter in Spain which sometimes falls in March so they could also easily be a March birth flower! And I don’t know why we would want associations with Poinsett anyway).
I do however love that December has 3 birth flower options and all of them will make you vomit and have diarrhea (poinsettias less so, despite common misconception, but they still can).
I just saw one of the “respect. Pass it on. From the foundation for a better life” ad for the first time in, um, forever. Didn’t know they still did those.
Do you think the Babylonians ever said “I can count the number of times [Thing happened] on one finger”
This is (mostly) a straitened English man ritual in my experience but now that I spend more time around much-older cishet men in homosocial spaces, I love to see it, and I love to respond to it in kind.
You're talking with a cishet man, and the conversation has turned a little bit serious, you're talking about your feelings or maybe your family, and in a moment of really letting your guard down, you tell him something personal. In my experience, this often happens when I come out as gay, which often takes me a few weeks or months after meeting a new person, but I've seen it happen when someone opens up about drug addiction, or their wife cheating on them, or basically anything where you might want the other person to keep it a secret.
In response to this revelation, the strait man immediately gives you verifiable kompromat on himself, as a way of reassuring you that hey, you gave him a big secret he could socially wreck you with, now he will give you one of his, so you're both safe. You were out on a limb, telling him you have a husband, so now he's telling you about the time he committed treason. Now we're even, I can't betray you by gossiping, because you could get me locked up for 20-to-life. Mutually assured destruction.
It is my favourite and most profound kind of intimacy.
ive heard if its all gone wrong and is fucked beyond repair you can actually use it for banana bread
life is better when you're not malnourished btw
does anyone else think about how brave all their friends are and get really emotional about it
I'm glad everyone is alive rn
ultimately we all have to quit our jobs and walk into the sea