American Revolution artifacts I viewed today at the Philadelphia Library Company. For research purposes only:
1. This mirror hung in the Wharton Mansion (Walnut Grove, where General Howe lived during the occupation - it is no longer there) and was specially made for the Meschianza. It was amazing to stand in front of it in person and imagine that John Andre, Peggy Shippen, and General Howe all likely saw their own reflections in it once too.
2. Rendering of the Meschianza procession in John F. Watson’s Annals of Philadelphia Vol. II
3. Silhouette cut-out made by John Andre of a friend.
4. A commissioned poem by John Andre, in his own hand, for a society lady.
5. Silhouettes by John Andre for a friend; his own self portrait on the right. (side note: isn’t it crazy that his profile is actually quite similar to JJ Feild!? And no, I did not go all Francis Dolarhyde on these Andre originals! But it was amazing to see them in person and to be so close to them.)
6. Original ticket for the Meschianza.
7. THIS IS MY FAVORITE. An original drawing/design by John Andre himself for what the ladies would wear to the Meschianza ball he organized in to honor Howe’s departure.
8-13. In the Annals of Philadelphia, John F. Watson asked older people (Watson wrote this in the 1800s) about their recollections of Philadelphia during the Revolution and during the British occupation. Here are some pages of the original manuscript that contain sketches, descriptions, and fabric swatches from the women who attended the balls, particularly the Meschianza, when they were young women.
[ sorry for the shitty quality pictures. Apparently the camera on my new phone is not that great :/ It is a shame because the photos obviously don’t do the artifacts justice, especially the delicacy and talent exhibited in Andre’s fashion design in #7]
My lockscreen is one of my all time favorite photos of Daesung (who would’ve guessed haha), because I just love his LNFIL look and also his side profile, so yeah ~
Of course my homescreen has to be ot5 and since it feels like summer lately even in my rainy country, it’s them on a beach lol. And I still really really (no pun intended) like WINNER’s new songs ~
That selfie is from when I downloaded snapchat a week ago (I’m super late I know lol) and I played around with the filter and yeah, since my face is kinda covered I thought it was safe enough to post it lmao (why don’t they have that same thing but with cat ears thoo)
Derek Hough was great and all, but they had Sean Hayes in this cast and didn’t have him playing Corny Collins. This is maddeningly confusing to me. Sean Hayes is Corny Collins??
Maddie Bailo was adorable and so talented I love her BUT she did a pretty bad job controlling her breathing. She had a breathless sound in like half her songs because she wasn’t hitting the breathing marks, she really needs to work on that.
Kristen Chenoweth is better than 97% of the world’s population. I already knew this, but she went hard trying to reiterate it last night.
Garret Clayton was a PERFECT casting choice for Link omfg. I love him I wish they had let him do more.
I know people were torn over Ariana Grande as Penny but I had FAITH in her and she didn’t disappoint. Like, not my favorite portrayal of Penny, but she still killed it omg
JENNIFER HUDSON HOLY SHIT
JUST HOLY SHIT
Seaweed J. Stubbs is one of the great fictional loves of my life and he was outstanding last night I was so happy
Confirmed: I’m officially stanning Dove Cameron. Girl is crazy talented and I feel like they didn’t take advantage of her enough
I L O V E D THOSE SETS
Okay I genuinely don’t remember if they changed the ending when it went play –> movie, but wasn’t Inez supposed to win the pageant with a bunch of write in votes??? And that’s what officially integrates the show??? I liked that ending a lot better and I was kinda disappointed it didn’t happen
Inez’s actress was PRECIOUS though who is she I’m adopting her
During “Timeless to Me” when a camera got in the shot and you heard someone offstage say “30 seconds till-” lmao
Why was everything so dark???? Like what was up with the lighting guys omg
SEAN HAYES’ COSTUME MADE HIM LOOK LIKE TYLER OAKLEY AND WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT
Billy Eichner did not scream once. Why did they deprive him of reaching his full potential
When the original Tracy’s had a cameo and I scREAMED
Kristen Chenoweth’s bow got cut off and it was a travesty
When Link said “I’m not gonna throw away my shot!” my hamiltrash mother snorted so fucking loud guys it was so funny
Harvey Fierstein was way too iconic for me to put into words
During “Without Love” when Penny’s mom was flipping out and just rolled over her bed??? What was that??? I’m still laughing omfg
“Our very own Link Larkin is now going to dedicate a song to newcomer Tracy!” *Link proceeds to flirt with every single girl on stage before Tracy jumps in his face and steals his attention*
Penny’s entrance into ‘You Can’t Stop the Beat’ I am DECEASED
Also I fucking want that outfit Ariana was rocking omfg
Martin Short!!! Was adorable!!! As Wilbur!!!
I got a little annoyed at the commercials bc they had so much product placement for whipped cream and oreos but??? No promotions for hair products??? Really??? Just feels like a wasted opportunity for some companies lol
The girls had me WEAK during “Mama I’m a Big Girl Now”
“Hold Mommy’s waffles.”
Penny throwing all fucks out the window and straddling Seaweed during “Without Love” like honestly same girl same
Dove Cameron singing “Cooties” God Bless America my skin is cleared I love her don’t touch me
We got a lot of side profiles for Link and I’d like to imagine Garrett did that and struck poses on purpose to give America a quality view of his ass
Why didn’t the Special Ed kids get gym uniforms
Kristen Chenoweth in that green dress during “Miss Baltimore Crabs”. Award worthy.
“I Can Hear the Bells” will always be one of my favorite songs because it’s so overdramatic and also 100% me every time I remotely like someone
I’m gonna start telling literally everyone that I hate that they have “acne of the soul” lmao
In Maybelle’s shop like…did they just have those protest signs ready and waiting for a little white girl to appear with the dream of revolutionizing television? lol
Penny’s mom randomly having a change of heart at the end of the show was…unneeded, honestly. I felt weird and insincere
Costumes we’re g r e a t
I was caught off guard by Darren Criss hosting and suddenly I had to face all of my repressed love for him holy shit
Tracy ripping the prison bars right off the wall in her quest to get some hunky boy’s dick. Relatable.
“Welcome To The Sixties” was LIT that might’ve been their best number of the performance
Tracy declaring her college plans on tv was gr8
I think I’m gonna give the show an 8. Specific people were completely fantastic, but the overall performance felt like it was lacking something??? I’m not sure what, but there was definitely something missing. Plus, it didn’t feel high-energy enough. Great performance, but not outstanding, you feel?
If I showed all of my favorite pictures, this ask would never end– but this one is one of my favorites that I have saved on my computer; I really adore his side profile and I could stare at it all day. That being said…I want more CNU side profile photos, heh.
20: How did you get into K-pop?
When I was in middle school, there was a girl on my school bus that listened to K-pop and reason I found out was the song on her MySpace profile– it was Tae-yang’s “Only Look At Me”. I was big into J-pop at the time because of my cousin who introduced me to anime, so I focused more on J-pop artists like HALCALI.
Because of that girl and my cousin, I remember watching a television program that played music videos all over Asia, including K-pop artists– I learned about Super Junior, BoA, G-Masta, and DBSK (and it blew my mind that BoA was Korean because of “Every Heart”, which was my favorite end-credit song for an anime I watched– same with Younha). That same year, a Korean friend asked me if I knew anything about K-pop. She was impressed that I knew a few groups, and decided to try and introduce more groups to me– the older ones before the newer ones, of course.
So I listened to Shinhwa, Fin.K.L, G.O.D., H.O.T., etc. before I got into newly-debuted groups like SHINee. It…went from there and I’ve been stuck ever since.
// Sixteen — A jawline kiss // Slightly suggestive // Requested by @sa2ms, 1 Sehun Weakness Anon, and 2 Anonymous
My eyes are fixed upon the television as each scene runs by cut after cut. A woven blanket shelters my body as Sehun and I have a quiet night in to watch a movie. It was my turn to choose and I couldn’t help but guiltily pine after a Wonbin action flick—The Man from Nowhere. It’s coming towards the scene when the leading male starts his transformation, shedding his scruffy locks for a more clean cut.
I inwardly grin with glee and find my heart throbbing like a teenager’s ache fawning after her perfect idol. With one free arm, I pull in the fabric to cover my beaming smile while the other is preoccupied by Sehun. His head is on my lap with his lithe frame sprawled out onto the couch. His attention is nowhere near the movie and instead chooses to play with my fingers, finding the utmost entertainment within the delicate lines of my palm.
OMG! Please please please can we have another part to Family???? It was sooooo good!!
Hi I was wondering if u could do a part 2 to family where u did in fact lose ur job and I cut off spencer the rest of his team also keep trying to apologise because it ended it whole career?? Sorry if it’s a little confusing
Summary: You were absolutely done. The committee board at your school put you on an “indefininte” leave in the middle of the school year, making a new job much harder to find. After several prospects are lost, you took residence in a lower part of DC where a library you started working at was. It was far enough from any governmet building, meaning that you didn’t have to endure any more of Spencer’s “accidental” run ins (not that you missed them, of course. That would be ridiculous.)
Warnings: The ending!
Author’s Note: I’m happy the last one was widely received :)) This one isn’t as long as the other one, but I like it. I hope you guys do too! I like it when my inbox has requests hint hint.
do u have any fav fAnmeet pics of youngjae from recent if yes show them!!
Hmm, my fav pics of Youngjae from the recent fan meet? Well, all photos of Youngjae are my favorites.LOL I just love him so much so everything about him I love. kekeke I’m crazy, right? Crazy about Choi Youngjae. hihihi
Anyway, these are some photos of Youngjae that I like ( a bit more). Enjoy!
First, let’s start with Malaysia fan meet. The day I finally met my sunshine Choi Youngjae & GOT7. (≧◡≦)
and this is definitely my favorite… (≧◡≦) ♡
Move on to Singapore fan meet
I always love Voice Factory’s photo of Youngjae.
and can I put these as well as my favorite? because I love markjae, i love what happened in these photos & I love Youngjae’s expression…hahaha
Next is Cebu fan meet,
Youngjae beautiful side profile (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
His magical laugh…
Okay now onto Manila fan meet,
Not so much HQ on this FM but I’m still waiting for this HQ
Grapholagnia - The urge to stare at obscene pictures.
Are you the Anon who sent the request for mentally undressing also? I’m working on it. It may actually be a follow-on to this one. I sense that someone wants me to write smut…
Let me just say: I REGRET NOTHING!!! RATED M for ogling, drooling, disobedient pants, and potential future continuations.
The giggling draws me in. The girlish, bubbling noise out of place with the scent of chemical cleaners and formaldehyde that still lingers in the air. They scramble as they sense my approach, aware of their impending doom in the last second as I hold my hand out expectantly and confiscate the folder concealing whatever has distracted them from Rue’s hands. She averts her eyes, her cheeks darkening with an embarrassed flush as she hands it over to me.
“Please continue your work,” I calmly state in my best teacher voice.
“Yes, Miss Everdeen,” Rue and Sasha whisper in unison, bending their heads over their desks, pencils scratching away, completing their lab reports. With a satisfied nod, I return to the board, detailing their homework assignment as my class continues their quiet work.
Ok so my favorite trivia about Ratchet in the Marvel Comics is that in the original sketches and profile for his creation, Bob Budiansky had written “Party Ambulance”, intending for the medic to have a party side to his personality.
This side of Ratchet however is never shown because Budiansky forgot he had even written that piece of his character down.
Ratchet is only “Party Ambulance” by name, but we never see this side of him because the creator utterly forgot.
Half an hour passes by with me reclined in the driver’s seat at Denny’s, waiting for Michael to show up. I let the car run with the air conditioning so that my tears would dry quicker, it worked, but the sun was also scorching hot and seeping through the windows. I ran through everything to avoid any more arguments with Michael, analyzed my feelings and my thoughts and figured that maybe, this time he was right. This time, Michael had every right to be treating me like this. He just wanted to put on a show for me so that when I left to Seattle, him dumping me would hurt less. But it hurt now, and the pain was excruciating.
“There is nothing to eat” You mumbled to yourself while the light in the refrigerator highlighted your face, closing the door your eyes drifted down to your slightly ballooned belly as it rumbled in protest.
Resting your hand on the top of your stomach and rubbing it gently you leaned against the counter as you thought about all of the things that you and the baby were craving. Chips, Banana’s, Ice cream, pickles, pretzels, chewy candies that were sweet and sour. Honestly, the list could go on for miles, yet thinking of the foods that you wished you could have made you more hungry than ever.
Turning your head to the clock in the kitchen, you read where the arms on the clock pointed to and clicked your tongue and the roof of your mouth. Wondering when Hoya, your husband, was coming home your stomach grumbled louder.
“Okay, okay. Just let me get my jacket and we will go do some shopping” You reasoned with the baby inside of you as well as your stomach before you slipped your phone into your back pocket.
Padding over to the door, you slipped your socked feet into your purple shoes that Hoya bought for you as a just married present. Lifting one of Hoya’s grey jackets from the hook, you slipped your arms through the sleeves and lifted the jacket over your shoulders before pulling your purse over your shoulder.
Turning off the lights in your small home, you unlocked the door and twisted the handle to open it. Walking through the doorway, you turned around and locked the door behind you. A pair of headlights pulled into the driveway while the lights cast a shadow against the door.
Hoya stopped the car when he saw you at the front door, putting it in park, he opened the door and watched you for a minute while the radio still played the latest Infinite album. Resting his folded arms on the top of the door frame, he watched you for a moment as you tried to lock the door from the outside. When you finally got it and you turned around and started walking down the few steps in the front of your home to the driveway, your eyes lifted when you saw the pair of headlights light up the driveway while the black shimmering car sat in it’s spot.
Tracing the curves of the sporty car up to the driver’s door, you saw Hoya smiling at you in a dreamy way while he cocked one leg while leaning on the door of the car. Shaking his head lightly, he snapped himself out of his dreamy thoughts, dropping his head, he bit his bottom lip gently out of embarrassment of being caught before he lifted his smoldering eyes back up to yours.
“Where is the beautiful mother-to-be going?” He asked softly with a kind smile pulling on the side of his lips.
Warnings: Make-up sex? They don’t always have the same outcome.
This was originally a tag from @noir0neko which I shuffle the songs in my phone and write about the first song and about my first bias. But I thought, why wouldn’t we use this to appreciate the beautiful Kim Seokjin?
I shove everything into the suitcase, my clothes in the drawers and my makeup products near the mirror table, anything that can be a trace for him to find me. They stack up on each other like the pile of messed up emotions that I’m trying to figure out where their rightful places are. How long does it take for a relationship to trip and fall? One month, one year or five years? I truly wonder how long Seokjin would take to forget me. My mind is as foggy as the evening outside. I open the closet and sitting right in front of me is the white teddy bear with a pink polka dot bow tie around its neck. Memory rushes back as soon as I pick it up. Funny how this is the clearest thing that has been on my mind for the past twenty-four hours.
“I want that.” I said, pointing my finger at the teddy bear in the middle.
“The biggest one?” Seokjin asked and I nodded. The biggest one. White and pink. He approached the shooting section where it lies on the high shelf. “I’ll give it a shot.”
The old man behind the bars exchanged his rifle for two red tickets. Seokjin set the rifle where it should be, aiming at the stack of Styrofoam cups. He bent down and closed one of his eyes. 3…2…1… POW! The rubber bullet shot through one of the cups in the middle row, causing the rest on the top to fumble down and roll on the ground. My eyes widen and the sour apple lollipop hung loosely on the verge of my mouth. It was like watching a movie, where everything too perfect to be in real life. He straightened his back and turned around, looking at me with the brightest grin ever.
“Here.” He handed me the teddy bear. It seemed so small in his hands but I could barely carry it.
“Wow, Kim Seokjin. You were so cool, you know? A bunch of girls was gluing their eyes on you.”
“But were you watching?”
“That’s all I need to know.”
I thought to myself: “Shit… I’m falling in love with him all over again.”
I hammer my nails into the cotton stuffed animal. Should I bring it with me, or should I leave it in his care? The real question here is if I took it with me, would I be able to spend a moment without seeing his face and memorizing the little habits that he does by my side like humming to my favorite song? No… Every piece of me would crave for him.
“Put it down.”
Seokjin’s voice turns my head around. He stands there, leaning his head restlessly on the door with his four fingers inside the side pockets, hanging his thumbs loosely outside. I can see the invisible weight pressing on his shoulders, as heavy as the whole world. Seeing him like this tortures my eyes to the point they bleed out tears. He comes closer, taking the teddy bear away from my hands.
“We still have one more night together, so don’t take everything away from me yet.”
I look at him long enough to break a smile. “Don’t be so serious, you’ll forget me before you realize it.”
“There you go again.” His hand places on my burning cheek. “It’s raining. If you go now, it’ll be dangerous.”
He puts the teddy bear back to where it belongs then he reaches down for my suitcase and starts to unpack everything one by one. He takes my clothes out and fold them neatly on top of each other, tucking them back into the wardrobe. My lipsticks, hairbrush and toothbrush are returned to where they were before all of these crazy shits happened. I just stand there, watching him fixing me, fixing us.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” Seokjin folds the suitcase and slides it under the bed. He leads me into the washroom by my wrist. The lights are switched on and in the mirror, a soulless person stares at me. She seems to get along well with my stormy mood, yet I don’t like the both of them. He lifts my body up as if I’m a plastic doll and places on the counter of the sinks. Only now that I’m sitting on a higher platform, I can gaze directly at his forehead. He cleans the melted mascara on my cheekbones and in the corners of my eyes with wet wipes. His soaking thumb peels the artificial color off my lips. Little by little, I become more transparent in his eyes. The view of him wears me out, how his dark circles and dehydrated lips irritate me. We don’t feel the need to talk, not when the drops of water from the tap have been making a harmony that we both enjoy.
He smiles. Has Seokjin’s smile been this beautiful?
He begins brushing my hair. He must enjoy untangling this mess one by one. His crooked fingers untie all the knots, making sure my scalp won’t feel any pain. Our love is secure because of the little things he does just like this. I notice them all, jotting them down so one day I can do something for him too. The brush swims through my hair from the roots to the end, from the sides to the back. My eyes don’t want to leave him. Just like how he’s grooming me like his precious doll, my attention is drawn to him as if he’s the most valuable painting at a high-class auction.
Seokjin puts the brush down when he can run his fingers all the way through my hair. He lifts me down from the counter and take me back to our bedroom. He sits on the king size bed right where he sleeps at night, holding out his hand.
“I’ll keep you for just one more night.”
Something about the offer tickles my throat. By the tone of his voice and his diction, the end seems so closer, even closer than I thought I would be. I place my hand on his palm so that it fits perfectly inside and fill that empty space right next to him. We lie down next to each other, facing each other, looking at each other just like every morning when we wake up and every night when we wish each other goodnight. But something about tonight feels different. It must be the sound of rain attacking our window or the delusion of connecting the land and sky so that airplanes wouldn’t seem out of reach tomorrow.
“Do you love me?” Seokjin asks. The most basic question in a relationship that many find hard to convey into words.
His lips press on mine, hard and soft all at once. I push his head closer to mine, stamping his kiss on my lips so that I will never forget how it feels like. It is more than just the regular first date kiss or the hot and steamy one which involve tongues. The ingredients are regret and afraid. Regret about the decisions that have been made to separate each other and afraid to move on and gradually forget about the other person.
He climbs on top of my body, stripping me from the fabric covering my body. His hands cup my cheeks as he kisses me all over again. From my lips, forehead, nose to chin, I am soaked in his affection. Softly, he inserts himself in, blending out shadows to one big black abstract on the wall. His dick goes slowly in without making me scream his name or kick the blanket out of the sudden rush of adrenaline. Everything is subtle enough for me to notice the hidden corners of emotions he brings. My body tenses up when all of the empty spaces in my pelvis is filled up. I arch my back, breathing out gasps of air inside his kiss. The sensation of his touch rushes through my nervous system. I shiver under his embrace. He thrusts in faster, kisses me harder. I start to sweat, drops of water fall from my temples down to the pillow. Until the pipe is unblocked and the pressure is released, I can regain control of my breath.
Seokjin lies down next to me. His arms wrap around my body as my body curls up like a cocoon. Even when he’s sleeping, he still wants to ensure that I’d be there tomorrow when he wakes up. I look at him and there’s no difference between this handsome man and a boy who would do anything to protect his favorite robot. When his breath is constant, I quietly unlock myself from him. I put on my clothes and continue to pack everything as quietly as I can. He shifts his body once or twice. As soon as I make sure that there are no traces of me in the house, I lock my suitcase.
Before leaving, I look at him for the last time. His side profile has always been flawless. Thousands of pictures are taken inside my head so I can store them in my memory album. I kiss him. A light kiss in place of a proper goodbye. My mouth forms a smile but tears are flooding out of my eyes, it’s hard to believe that they’re on the same body.
If you ever wonder where I am, look up in the sky and ask Mr. Airplane. He will take you to where I am waiting for you, Kim Seokjin. See you again.
A bit short but I hope you enjoyed it. As for me, this was so fun to write even though it’s like 3AM now.
This is my favorite photo of Simon and here’s why:
1. He’s wearing a hat
2. He looks like the cover of an indie movie
3.he’s wearing a hat
4. He is kind of smiling and that’s cute af
5. He looks cute af all the time
7. His side profile is fierce as fuck
8. His sideburns are killing me rn
9. HE LOOKS HOT IN HATS
I think I have a new favorite! Found the complete Freaky Fusion line at my local Justice and grabbed Neighthan so fast. I’ve been waiting for this release since it was first announced!
Why he’s perfect:
The horse-like profile of his face.
His tail (not pictured) that is striped just like his hair.
The detailed muscles featured on his face, left arm, right side of his torso, and left leg.
Face sculpt in general with horn and ears are A+ quality.
Clean print on shirt and pants.
Hair is cleanly styled and pulled back.
His face is a bit off printed, but nothing too drastic. Horn, ears, hat and shoes all made of a soft plastic that doesn’t crack. This is all just his looks, I uploaded the About Me page of his journal because this guy is seriously a super sweetie. So excited to FINALLY add him to my collection.