@takethewatch
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it looks delicious!

IT REALLY WAS.  *_*

Bahorel and Prouvaire for the ship meme?:D (canon era?)

Canon era, huh?  Oh gosh.  I never feel quite smart enough to talk about them in canon era, because I feel like there are so many Romantic things that I don’t know about?  BUT I WILL GIVE IT A GO.  ^_^

• How do much do I ship it?: Never heard of it/ Notp / Dislike / used to ship / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / IS IT CANON YET?
• What non sexual activities do they like to do together?

I imagine they see a lot of theatre.  And visit all the best salons in Paris – not necessarily the most fashionable, but the ones with the best wine, the best company, and the crowd most likely to explode into poetry or revolutionary fervor (and depending on the mind-altering substance of the night, that could really go either way).

• Who does chores around the house?

Bahorel.  Prouvaire has a bit of trouble pulling his head out of the ether and into practical pursuits.  ^_^

• Who’s the better cook?

…neither.  Fortunately, Bahorel knows all the best places to go in Paris including all the best places to get yourself fed without risking poisoning yourself or burning your rooms down.  (…don’t ask.  Really.  The curtains haven’t smelled the same since.  O_o;;;)

• Who’s the funniest drunk?

Probably Prouvaire, but not because he’s actually funny.  Prouvaire normally is a bit maudlin and leans heavily towards the Romantic, but Prouvaire drunk is… maudlin about the most innocuous things; things that are decidedly UN-Romantic.  For example, he’ll wax poetic for hours about dandelion fluff and how it resembles a kitten’s tail, and treat the topic with the seriousness devoted to talk of death.  Bahorel finds it adorable and refuses to let anyone tease him for it.

• Do they have kids?

Well… if we’re in CANON…  TT^TT

BUT LET’S SAY THAT THING THAT HAPPENS AT THE END DOESN’T HAPPEN AND THEY BOTH LIVE TO 120.

Then, YES.  They absolutely have kids.  And grandkids.  And great-grandkids.  They adopt so many orphans and Bahorel, especially, never seems to have fewer than two hanging off him at any given time.  Their home is warm and cozy and filled with light and laughter… and skulls.  And other very bizarre things that it’s really best not to ask Papa Prouvaire about.  Ever.  …because he WILL answer you.  And you probably don’t want to know.  O_o;;;

• Do they have any traditions?

Prouvaire’s birthday celebration is always held in a graveyard.  He once idly commented that he feels closest to life when among the dead and Bahorel brought him there for a picnic on his birthday one year and the tradition stuck.

• What do they fight about?

Mostly inconsequential things, like what color curtains to purchase and what to eat for dinner.  When it comes to the big things they tend to be pretty well in sync.  But they both have hot tempers and will explode at a moment’s notice when it’s called for – though Prouvaire has a much longer fuse and it takes longer to set him off.  They both cool off as quickly as they explode, though, so they’ve usually cleared the air within an hour of whatever started the fight to begin with.

• What would they do if they found their paring tag on tumblr? (If they have one)

Oh gosh.  Assuming such a thing were possible in 19th century France, they would have a BLAST.  They’d make a secret ship blog and contribute SO MANY HEADCANONS AND SO MUCH FIC AND PHOTOSETS AND EVERYTHING THEY COULD.  They’d think it was hilarious.  XD

• Who cried at the end of Marley and me?

Oh, really.  Like that’s even a question?  Both of them.

• Who always wins at Mario kart?

Generally speaking, Bahorel, because Prouvaire just isn’t that competitive normally? But every now and then, Prouvaire gets this light in his eye and it is ON.  And when that happens?  Pfft.  Bahorel doesn’t stand a chance!  ;D

• One thing I like about this ship?

I like how on the surface they’re polar opposites, but at the core they have so much in common.  I love how those opposites make them such a good and supportive pairing.  I think they’d take very good care of each other and deal really well with each other’s eccentricities.  ^_^

• One thing I don’t like about the ship?

…that they’re both dead??  ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, BECAUSE LIKE I SAID, WE’RE IGNORING THE THING THAT HAPPENS ON JUNE 5, 1832.  I CAN’T HEAR YOU, LA-LA-LA-LA-LA.

• The song I would say fits them?

…oh I’m terrible at those kinds of questions.  I honestly have no idea.  O_o;;;

• Another headcanon about the paring? (Free space)

Since I still have that whole prompt of headcanon to write for you, I’m going to wait on this one (also I have to run if I’m going to make it to yoga on time.)  So, to be continued…?  ^_^

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@rawrded
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Thank you so much for this, I think I really needed to hear it this week. ^^“ also I think I might have forgotten to say this in my pity party but yay for starting teaching!! Congrats!!

*hugs*  You’re welcome!  I’m glad I was able to help.  ^_^

And thanks!  I’M SO EXCITED.  IT’S THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW AND I HAVEN’T TAUGHT THIS CLASS IN TWO YEARS AND I HAVE SO MANY NEW IDEAS AND I’M SO EXCITED.  XD

@drverstehen1 replied to your post “[[MOR]@drverstehen1 replied to your post “[[MO OK, guys, for real…”

They’re also pretty clearly telegraphed so if you want to avoid watching the gag it’d be easy to

OK, that actually helps a lot.  ^_^  Thank you!

@drverstehen1 replied to your post “[[MOR] OK, guys, for real though, can one of you who’s seen…”

 there’s really only two scenes with the slime and the first is the one
that’s a little extended (basically 2 minutes?) and the second you
barely see it

OK.  I just saw a gif or a trailer or
something earlier and one of the women had a bit of it dripping out her ear and
just… GEH.  NO.  -.-;;;  Anyway, it got me worried.  Because I can’t
even handle that little amount of it on a tiny phone screen without immediately wanting to throw up, you know?  -.-;;;

@rawrded
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I’m hoping I’ll eventually get there! Its just that… All my friends my age are either graduating soon or have graduated and here I am without a school, a job, or a degree. :<

*hugs*  Oh, that’s rough.  😦  I hate feeling like my friends are moving on to other things without me.  (I’ve felt like that a lot over the past decade or so with friends getting engaged/married/having kids, especially because I’m NEVER going to move on to those life stages, you know?)  BUT, I firmly believe that it’s never too late to pursue the things that you want to do.  I mean, teaching is a second career for me.  I didn’t even start pursuing it until I was in my 30s.  And I had friends in my vet school class who were in their 50s.  So, basically, it’s never too late.  ^_^

@takethewatch
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ugh, how childish and inconsiderate! 😦 I’m so sorry. I hope you’re feeling a little better now. *tight hugs*

It really, really was.  *hugs*  But I did feel much better after I
woke up this morning.  (And when I woke up with cramps, suddenly the
wild emotional swings of last night made sense.  -.-;;;  Fuck, I”m so
predictable with those mood swings, it’s ridiculous.  I should have
known last night.  UGH.)

But yeah, I also expressed my displeasure
to the professor and the BEST thing was her advice: “well you should
picture it as something else when you run the example” and I just
STARED.  Like… I’D FUCKING LOVE TO.  But the blatantly sexual jokes
constantly flying around the room made that a bit difficult, you know?  
And on top of that, this was a topic we’d never been taught, that I
didn’t understand, and my classmates were, no offense to them, doing a
HORRIBLE job teaching it and were going way too fast and were
contributing to and playing into the awful jokes.

So I tuned them
out as best I could and started running a different example the way I
remember the professor teaching me to do it earlier and thought I’d
mostly gotten the hang of it.  BUT, I can’t tune out the class, tune out
the people teaching, TEACH MYSELF THE THING, create class notes to help
my friends who’ll need them later, AND mentally rewrite the examples
I’ve been given at the same time.  
I ONLY HAVE SO MUCH PROCESSING POWER.  

Which is what I told her, in a nutshell.  And after that little speech, I
think she realized how ridiculous a suggestion that was to begin with.

Like…
a student just told you that a topic in class triggered her into an
anxiety attack and the best you’ve got is “pretend it’s something
else?”  *headdesk*  Fucking honestly.

And the worst thing is that I
can’t really blame my classmates for picking that example, either, but
IT’S THE ONE THAT WAS BEST EXPLAINED IN THE TEXTBOOK.  So, I don’t blame
them for taking the easy way out, but… yet another example about how
everything in our culture is set up to sell sex.  And I’m SO. FUCKING.
SICK. OF. IT.

*sigh*  But, again, I AM feeling better after sleeping on it.  So, that’s not nothing.

^_^

*snugs*

@takethewatch replied to your post “[[MOR] Literally. FUCK. EVERYTHING. I’M WAY TOO ACE FOR THIS CLASS…”

oh no! what was it?

We were learning about ANCOVAs–something that was being taught to us by a fellow student because, long story short, our teacher couldn’t be bothered–and as an example, they picked the dataset about Viagra and libido.  And the entire class was about “Hehe, so basically Viagra doesn’t make a difference unless your partner already wants to fuck you” / ”I guess you could say about the covariate that you’re ‘PULLING IT OUT EHEHEHE” and other kinds of shit like that and I’M SORRY, BUT IT’S NOT FUNNY, IT’S NOT AMUSING, IT’S DISGUSTING, OMG, IT’S SO DISGUSTING AND IT’S NOT APPROPRIATE FOR CLASS, I DON’T CARE HOW OLD WE ARE AND I’M CLEARLY A LOT CLOSER TO SEX REPULSED THAN I THOUGHT I WAS.

I literally had a fucking anxiety attack in the middle of class and I was two seconds away from having to run to the bathroom to go throw up.

AND THEY FUCKED UP TEACHING ANCOVAs ON TOP OF IT.

I’m so fucking pissed off I can’t even tell you.

@rawrded replied to your post “It’s that time again…”

Oh man, I’m so jealous. Teaching is what I want to do but I’m a long way away from that

Aw.  *hugs*  I’m sure you’ll get there!  ^_^  All these things take time, but you do get there eventually.  ^_^  (And if you ever have any questions, I’m always willing to talk shop, for the record.  ^_^)

@takethewatch replied to your post “It’s that time again…”

yikes! that’s a lot! but i’m sure it’ll be helpful to have it all laid out so neatly. good luck with whatever part of it you take on today! ^_^

The only reason I’m not overwhelmed by it is that this really is the plan for like… the next 2 months.  So the vast majority of it doesn’t have to get done immediately, you know?  Like my plan for today is to get my syllabus and assignments and rubrics squared away (Which I’m almost done with already, BTW!) and to try to get some of the “adulting” category stuff done, because really that’s just photocopying and mailing stuff.  (Why my executive dysfunction kicks in so hard over shit that’s that easy, though, I HAVE NO IDEA, but that’s the stuff I find most difficult.  O_o;;;)  And once that’s out of the way, I have a little breathing space.

(It also helps that I cleaned my desk off from all the weaving detritus.  ^_~)

But you want to know something really weird?  Objectively I know that I always have a lot on my plate, but I always feel like I’m such a slacker.  Because I feel like, “Oh, I only work part-time and really what do I have to be so stressed about, so many people have it worse than I do, stop whining.” 
And it’s only when I lay it out like this that I realize that YEAH, THAT
IS A HUGE AMOUNT OF STUFF I NEED TO DO and it’s like suddenly all my
stress and anxiety makes a bit more sense and it’s like “OK, I guess I am allowed to feel overwhelmed.”  Which is kind of messed up.  That I don’t notice exactly how much is on my plate until someone else points it out or I write it up like this.  O_o;;;

*coughs*  Anyway.  I should shush and get back to my syllabus.  ^_^

Thanks for the good wishes!