Why are there still so many people who believe that cheetahs are the fastest animals alive when it's clearly peregrine falcons?
Listen, it’s all in how you’re going to split hairs or various other integuments on this one. Without any qualifiers, peregrine falcons are the fastest animal. However, they hit their record speeds of 320km/hr+ in free-fall - so, once you start getting into “fastest animal moving under it’s own power”, things get messy. When it comes to powered flight, peregrines only hit about 65-90km/hr.
So let’s get into some qualifiers. Fastest self-powered movement? Nope; Brazilian free-tailed bats noodle around at a casual 160km/hr - and, as you may notice, this also means cheetahs aren’t even the fastest mammal. It’s only once we rule out everything that isn’t a terrestrial mammal that cheetahs finally take the crown. You tried, cheetahs.
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I’m not in dire need at the moment, I’ll be honest. I am trying to save up though, and since this is the only way I can really make money… If you wanna help me out or just.. really want something in particular drawn, feel free to check out my info page to see what I’m willing to do, and/or hmu with a direct message so we can discuss stuff.
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when you are just trying to enjoy larry in the comfort of your blog and they start to randomly fuck with us with annoying “denials”, public larrie hate, stunts, etc.
and you are so tired and annoyed because what the fuck you just want to cry over sweet creature being about louis and harry being spoiled by louis you didnt ask for this extra shit and they keeping throwing shit at you left and right and you’re just like … why
but then harry and louis give us material like a fucking bee tattoo or “home home home” and we are suddenly alive again like
“…Babe?” Again, no answer from the boy who was sitting on the couch, laptop on his lap.
“Taeyong.” Yet again, you receive no response from your boyfriend. You were standing by the kitchen entrance, staring at him with a frown. Was he giving you some sort of silent treatment? But what did you even do?
You slowly approach him but then come to a sudden stop. You want to try and recall the events that happened between you, so that’s what you do.
Did anything happen this morning? I don’t think I did anything to upset him or make him mad, did I? I made him breakfast and we ate together… This afternoon… Oh! I remember! We went shopping and… we took selfies! Then I criticized him. I made fun of his photo taking skills. Also because the filters were ugly. Right. Oh Taeyong…
Earlier in the day, both of you decided to go shopping, getting information from your friend that there were sales going on. When you were inside one store, Taeyong asked you to join him in his mirror selfie and you happily agreed. In another, he had asked you again to take a selfie with him while standing in a section full of hoodies. You didn’t ask why and just joined him. The thing was, while the both of you went to go eat, you saw him editing your selfies from earlier and you pointed out that the filters were really ugly. Your criticism probably made him feel bad and upset. On the way home though, he looked fine. But once you reached home, he’s been in his whole world.
You sigh and walk towards him.
“Taeyongie…” His legs were spread out a bit so you stay between them. “I think I know why you’re upset.” You slowly lift up his chin with your hand as the other one rests on his shoulder. The laptop is the only thing blocking you from sitting on his lap. You look at each other and he’s giving you this soulless stare that kind of makes you regret approaching him.
“What.” He mumbles and avoids your gaze. “I’m busy.” You roll your eyes because you notice that he isn’t even doing anything on his laptop. His wallpaper, which is a photo of you both and your friend’s at his 21st birthday party, is being shown. Has he been staring at it the whole time? Waiting for you to come and talk to him?
“I, um… Sorry Tae. For judging you about the filters and stuff earlier. Please don’t beat yourself up over that, sweetheart.” You’re now cupping his cheeks and lightly running both your thumbs on his cheekbones. He doesn’t give you a reply, his eyes staring at his hands that are placed on top of his laptop.
“…How will you make it up to me?” He finally answers you, placing his laptop on the other side of the couch. He looks up to you but a frown is still on his face. “You made my mood down for the whole day, babe. How could you tell me that. You’re mean.” He mumbles sadly and leans back on the couch.
You let out a laugh and sit on his lap, your arms going around his neck. “I’m really sorry. I really didn’t think it would make you feel like this. It was my mistake. But hey, I’ll teach you how to take pictures with the right filters. You can count on me.” You wink. Taeyong rolls his eyes and places his hands on your sides. “Actually, you don’t even need to use a filter, you pretty boy.” You explain, grinning.
“…Can we take pictures now, then?” He asks, ready to bring out his phone from his pocket.
“Hm, later. After this.” Before Taeyong could talk again, you move closer to him and bring your lips to his, giving him a long and sweet kiss. You feel Taeyong squishing your sides and you squirm, making him chuckle.
Shortly after, you lean back and smile at him. “Forgiven?”
“Yeah, yeah. Forgiven. Can you teach me now?” Even if Lee Taeyong was upset over this little thing, he couldn’t really hold a grudge against you. He was always a softie for you. He would gladly learn from you (and be better at it so that he could tease you after).
“Give me your phone, then. Your girlfriend will show you how to take the best selfies ever.” Winking at the boy who was showing you an amused look, you move to his side. You hold his phone close to your faces, ready to take several photos of you together.
Taeyong eventually mastered the use of filters and his selfie skills. Now, he was teasing you. It was also your turn to give him frowns and a silent treatment the whole day. Oh, how the tables have turned.
I really really hate men as a group a lot right now to the point I feel suicidal over it
I’m so tired of misogyny. I’m so tired of people denying its existence. I’m beyond tired of being forced to do so much emotional labor while my male coworkers get away with shit I could easily be fired for. I’ve never seen a customer get mad at a male coworker because of how he acted, even if the coworker was rude (and this is from 5 years’ worth of customer service). For other stuff, but not merely a lack of emotional labor. It seems rather expected that males will be less “perky.”
I’ve seen it happen literally countless times with female coworkers and myself. We word something wrong. We aren’t as perfectly “helpful” as we might have been. Worst of all, we stop smiling for any amount of time. It might not even be discernable, customers can decide we’re rude for no reason at all. One of my male coworkers, I’ve never seen him put on the customer service act, ever. He doesn’t smile or affect a friendly voice. But no one’s ever complained about that as far as I know. They complain when he enforces rules they don’t like, but even then it’s not about his “rudeness.” I’ve never heard anyone even call him rude. (Racist, but that’s another story.)
But I doubt anyone else would acknowledge this bias. There are a couple of women (literally two out of over a hundred employees) who get away with not putting on an act. One has worked for the company for almost thirty years, longer than any manager and probably most of corporate. So I guess they value her enough to let her lack of cheeriness slide. The other works non customer service positions exclusively.
And my boyfriend, one of my male coworkers, is no help. He brags about his refusal to be nice to rude people. He gloats about how he stared someone down, or snapped back at someone treating him as subhuman. If I did that, I would get at least written up, if not suspended or fired. But he was promoted to supervisor while I work my ass off and will never even get a raise.