Now then, Dmitri, you know how we’ve always talked about the possibility of something going wrong with the bomb. The BOMB, Dmitri. The hydrogen bomb. Well now, what happened is, uh, one of our base commanders, he had a sort of - Well, he went a little funny in the head. You know. Just a little funny. And uh, he went and did a silly thing.
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (Stanley Kubrick, 1964)
Natural born Pearlcatchers can chose between quadruped or biped when they want. Like monkeys, apes, and kinda like lemurs too. They got stiff tails, so the artwork shows the most their tails can bend in my head canon.
You can’t convince me otherwise!
(p.s. sorry about the mane-less-ness, but honestly, screw that.)
Kim is a power bottom and Trini is a service top... YES THANK YOU YES!!!
GOD BLESS I’M NOT ALONE and like (edit*: IN MY OWN PERSONAL OPINION) power bottom is still a top, service top is still a bottom… so like we all agree here bUT THE DISTINCTION IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME OKAY
*edit had to be added because I got a dozen asks in 2 minutes arguing about what makes a power bottom and what makes a service top and honestly I’m way too pure for this conversation please have mercy asgfhdgjckjlhk
One of the wildest parts of watching these Hamilton Cringe posts crop up is seeing smug comments on them from blogs that I know, for a fact, wrote porn about the literal actual dead white guy founding fathers. In fact, I’d bet hard money that any time you reblog one of those posts, what you’re reblogging is one of those bloggers making fun of a teenager of color who has a crush on Daveed Diggs. So uhhhhh maybe keep that in mind.