Female inmates of San Quentin State Prison and their very fine hats. 1/?.
Haymitch and Peeta happily in love with girls who can sing:
Snow:
The Cecil Whig, Elkton, Maryland, August 20, 1870
Josephine Goodrich and her “husband” (it does not appear the two were legally married) C. J. Phillips were charged with stealing $61.80 from a man’s pocket at the Stockton train station in September of 1918.
C. J. had a long criminal history, having been in jail at least seven times, mostly for vagrancy.
After their initial conviction, they requested a new trial on the grounds that the complaining witness, Mr. Song Won Sook, was a recent Korean immigrant who spoke little English, and there were apparently questions as to the accuracy of his testimony.
Their request was denied, and the two entered San Quentin Prison on June 10, 1919, receiving consecutive numbers. C. J. died in prison four months later.
All the cute nicknames Victor Frankenstein called his son throughout the book:
catastrophe
miserable monster
demoniacal corpse to which I have so miserably given life
an ugly mummy
a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived,
the filthy daemon to whom I have given life
no human
the wretch whom I had created
sight tremendous and abhorred
unearthly ugly being
too horrible for human eyes
miserable head
vile insect
abhorred monster
wretched devil
you, whose joint wickedness might desolate the world
too horrible for human eyes to behold
the filthy mass that moved and talked
wretch whom I dreaded
villain
monster of my creation
fiend
figure most hideous and abhorred
+ bonus - all the cute ways captain Robert Walton described Victor’s son on 1 page:
a form which I cannot find words to describe
never did I behold a vision so horrible as his face, of such loathsome, yet appalling hideousness
tremendous being
scary and unearthly in his ugliness
Tag yourself I’m “the filthy mass that moved and talked”
The Indianapolis Star, Indiana, July 26, 1925
Imagine my shock as a neurodivergent teen when I first realized that using large vocabulary and eloquent speech doesn't make you less likely to be misinterpreted, rather it adds an entirely new layer of misinterpretation I had never even realized existed in the form of people thinking you're being snobbish or condescending when you're just trying to be specific
Hey everyone, I know it's going to be a busy day for a lot of people, but Google enrolled everyone over 18 into their AI program automatically.
If you have a google account, first go to gemini.google.com/extensions and turn everything off.
Then you need to go to myactivity.google.com/product/gemini and turn off all Gemini activity tracking. You do have to do them in that order to make sure it works.
Honestly, I'm not sure how long this will last, but this should keep Gemini off your projects for a bit.
I saw this over on bluesky and figured it would be good to spread on here. It only takes a few minutes to do.
So it turns out they recorded an extended version of the music from the farewell scene! They had to cut it from the movie, but it’s still on the soundtrack!
how to describe a loving gaze
⇸ eyes darting all over your face, trying to figure out which part of you they want to set their eyes on the most (it's impossible)
⇸ gazing at you like you're miles away only when you're a few feet away, standing with another person. their stare is hard, intense, but also melting and blank.
⇸ a featherlight touch to your arm with their eyes softly peering up at you. they can't believe that you're allowing them to touch you like this—so innocent, so softly.
⇸ late nights where its just the two of you in a car. they turn over to look at you but immediately turn. for the safety of the both of you, they can't stare at you any longer
⇸ when you're teasing them, they have to bite down extra hard to not release that smile from their lips. their eyes are squinted more tightly than usual. still, they're glued onto you.
⇸ meeting their eyes from across the room, and the two of you have the exact same thought. you turn away first to hold back your laughter, but their eyes are pinned onto you.
⇸ a softened gaze in a random moment. there's no reason for them to be looking at you like that—with slightly hooded eyes and parted lips—except for the fact that they just love seeing you
⇸ you're twirling around in your new outfit, showing the 360 angle. their pupils look like they're completely taking over the iris of their eye. suddenly, breathing becomes a lot more faster than they remember.
⇸ tears run like thrashing rivers on your face, dripping onto your pants and soaking the sleeves of your shirt. but they don't care. even when wiping your tears, they still can't get over how you look absolutely angelic like this.
⇸ eyeing you in the middle of the night, feeling incredibly lucky that they are the only one who can look at you in this state. a smile dawns upon their face as they trace the shape of your jaw, press their fingers in your cheekbones, and kiss you on the cheek.
⇸ a make-out session that seems like it will never stop until they pull away, and the reason being, "i needed to look at you like this," with swollen lips and a red flush.
⇸ laughter dying down into silence. looking at each other and bursting into laughter again.
⇸ being completely bare in front of each other after a long night. shameless admiration where their eyes move up and down your face and body. there's a mix of lust and adoration in their eyes.
⇸ watching you storm off, and all they can do is stand there, focused on your fleeting figure. their face is contorted—not in an angry way—but a look of concern flashes across their features. did they just lose the one they loved the most?
⇸ getting food with the other person and realizing that this is all it takes for you to be content. this is what happiness feels like, you think.
⇸ a gripping hug that makes you feel so seen. that one second during the embrace where you two both look at each other, and time stands still. you want to frame the expression on the other person's face.
⇸ seeing you, and a beaming smile immediately breaks out of their face.