i first read this when i was 10 years old and it's stuck with me since then

Prince!Mingyu
  • Mingyu grew up as the youngest son of a family of three. So kid had fun growing up. 
  • He had so much freedom being the youngest because he was never supposed to take the throne or the stress that came with it. 
  • of course he put this freedom to good use.
  • Since he could talk he would never be in the castle, always roaming around the city with a bodyguard. 
  • As he got older, he’d go on further and further expeditions, going to towns and cities in the kingdom and exploring but also learning from the people there. 
  • He was like 10 but no one can deny the prince.
  • The chefs were 90% sure that letting the young prince this close to an open flame was a TERRIBLE idea but he just looked so excited…. and his bodyguards are scary……
  • When he was 12, he was sent away to a boarding school.
  • and it was one of those, celebrities and royalty from small countries type of gig like it was HELLA prestigious 
  • and he easily climbed to the top of his class
  • Mingyu was blessed with a natural ability to be good at everything. He wasn’t the best, but he could do it all. 
  • and that’s where you came in. 
  • you really didn’t see what all the hype was around mingyu but you didn’t really care. 
  • his following of girls was a little annoying but no one bothered you so you didn’t care. 
  • the problem came when he started being good at things that did pertain to you. 

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anonymous asked:

We still don't know when they had sex and we'll never know probably. I guess that's okay since children are reading fairy tail too...

I’m pretty sure they conceived August when Mavis and him kissed. Not saying the kiss led to a baby, but that point in time was probably when the deed happened. She probably left it out because she wanted some privacy.

And I know children read Fairy Tail, but honestly it’s not as graphic as some people make it out to be. At least in my opinion. Yes there’s a lot of cleavage shots and inappropriate themes, but you get that in real life too. I can’t tell you how many times I went grocery shopping and saw women dressed in revealing clothes. (I’m talking one sneeze and they’ll pop out of their shirt)

And the topic of sex is not that scandalous. Besides, they didn’t explicitly say they had sex in the manga. It’s left up to your imagination. I’m pretty sure Mavis didn’t want to say, “and then I fucked the black wizard, Zeref,” to her guildmates. 

I dislike crude things, but so far Fairy Tail seems decent to me when it comes to its fanservice and adult content. I’m not 100% sure who the manga is targeted for, but if readers got to this point without being bothered by all the other stuff in the manga, I’m pretty sure this isn’t going to change things. 

And here’s the part where I go way off topic…

And by the way, I see some people saying Mavis was 12? She was 13, stuck in that body. Yes in our culture it’s considered disgusting for a 13 year old to have sex, but it was hundreds of years ago for them. I’m pretty sure I’ve read that in older times girls got married around 12 and started having babies not long after. Our modern society and the Fairy Tail universe are different places. 

(I am not saying people should have sex early, just saying in different cultures and time it’s allowed)

Here’s a bit of TMI, but I was 14 when I lost my virginity. I knew exactly what I was doing, I knew the consequences of my actions, but I did it anyways. I’m sure Mavis (who was mentally an adult at the time. She was mentally at least 19-23) knew what she was doing. If I’m not mistaken, Zeref is also trapped as a child. He looks to be around 16 (in my opinion) so honestly I don’t see what the big deal is? They were both consenting adults, even if their bodies weren’t adults. Should they have to miss out on things in life just because of their curses?

Anyways… This turned into a small rant. All of the above is just my opinion. (Aside from Mavis being 13 and her mental age at the time being at least 19. That’s canon) Your opinion may be different, and that’s okay. 

Hope I didn’t offend anyone, but if I did all I can say is I’m sorry? But I stand by what I said. 

In case anyone wants proof: This picture is taken from my “Fairy Tail Zero” manga. 

She was 13 when her body became immortal. The rest of the pictures are from the Fairy Tail manga, volume 53. Mavis’ first impression of Zeref:

When she first meets him she refers to him as a boy. Years later, it changes a bit. 

It says 6 years later, but I think it meant 6 years after the war ended. If not, Mavis is at least, mentally 19 years old. She refers to him as a young man here. Don’t know why it changed considering neither of their bodies have aged since they first met. 

The reason I said she’s at least 19-23 years old mentally is because in this last panel it says “well, it has been ten years, you know.” Meaning Zeref hadn’t seen Yuri (and Mavis) in 10 years. 13 + 10 =23. At this point Mavis is 23 years old mentally. I think that’s definitely old enough to have sex. 

And finally…

Zeref confirms that Mavis is still maturing. She’s not mentally stuck at 13, only her body is. 

I’m not saying what they did was right, but I don’t believe it’s necessarily wrong either. It’s in the gray area. They had a very specific circumstance around their relationship. If they were in the modern world then no, it would have been gross and wrong for them to have sex and conceive a child, but Fairy Tail isn’t the modern world. 

Okay, I’m gonna go ahead and end this because it’s getting a bit long. Feel free to share your opinions, but keep in mind I ignore hate and fandom drama. Those are very different than just opinions. 

All of these pages were taken straight from my official English manga. 

Bf! Suho

  • Suho just happened, it wasn’t planned
  • You moved into his neighbourhood when you were 10 and he was your first best friend
  • People often teased you both in school, how you were so close
  • He spent his free time with you, spending lunch times with you and often came to your house to spend his evenings
  • You started feeling things for him as you reached your teenage years, often blushing when he was around and finding your words stuck in your throat when he talked
  • Everything about him sucked the breather out of you and left you speechless and paralysed
  • You kept your feelings hidden, knowing that he would never feel the same about you. He had gained popularity because of his angelic voice and arresting features. But he was always so nice
  • You tried avoiding him but he would always be there
  • That was when he was accepted into SM. You were happy for him but so sad that you won’t see him as much. You were glad you kept your feelings from him, the love painfully crashing against your rib cage whenever he was around
  • When he told you he was leaving you smiled brightly at him but he saw, he saw your eyes water, your mouth lying as your lips stretched into a grin
  • “Y/N, before I leave, I wanted to ask you something. Something I’ve been aching to ask you ever since….” He stopped and looked away
  • “Will you be my girlfriend? It’ll be hard I know and we’ll rarely see each other but I promise I’ll make time for us”
  • You just stared blankly at him and then breaking into tears. He held you as you cried, not knowing why. Was it the fear? Was it the happiness? The relief?
  • But you said yes and he smiled so bright, he put the twinkling stars to shame
  • Suho knows more about you than you know about yourself
  • He would always see if you’re not feeling well of it you’ve had a bad day
  • He just knows, by the way you talk, the way you play with the rings on your finger or the way you stare too much out the window
  • And he also knows when not to talk about it
  • He would just hug you
  • And his hugs are really warm and he smells really nice, like expensive cologne and newly washed sheets. You bury your face in the soft material of his shirt and he strokes your hair really gently and kisses your head
  • “I love you, you know that right?” He would say while looking deep into your eyes
  • His kisses are gentle and passionate and he cups your face, his palms tender and warm
  • His eyes are often closed as you break away from the kiss and then he smiles like an idiots
  • He’s so romantic sometimes
  • Like bringing you flowers and texting you something really cute, and pulling you close by the waist
  • He loves staring at you fondly and playing with your hair and whispering cute things in your ear
  • You both love the rain and mostly stay at home and cuddle
  • When cuddling, he rests his head on your shoulder and play with your fingers and then raises them up to kiss them
  • You sometimes cringe by how romantic he is but it makes you feel wanted
  • He makes you feel so good about yourself, and its evident how genuinely proud of you he is
  • Even when he’s busy, he tries his best to call you 
  • Whenever he gets time off, he immediately runs over to your place to spend time with you
  • He can be an idiot as well
  • He make weird faces sometimes and its just…weird
  • And he’ll start dancing randomly sometimes and you have to stop him
  • like the time he danced to russian roulette. on a music show. stop him
  • Making weird ass jokes and smiles at you in a goofy way, expecting laughter from you but you just stare at him like what the hell
  • Sometimes he makes you rethink your life choices
  • “Why am I dating this man”
  • Bad pick up lines that makes you want to push him off the cliff
  • “Are you feeling sick? I guess we can say that you lack in Vitamin ME!”
  • Gets offended when you don’t laugh
  • “It is I, your first love, your knight in shining armour!”
  • “Suho please stop”
  • He’s always eagerly looking at him phone, hoping you’d call him
  • The other members tease him about it but he doesn’t care
  • Gives amazing advice and makes you feel better when you’re down
  • Sometimes nags you when you don’t listen to him
  • Loves buying things for you
  • Never forgets anniversaries, he legit remembers the day you moved in
  • He had a crush on you since day 1
  • “OH MY GOD YOU HAD A CRUSH ON ME??!!”
  • “No, pfft you looked like a potato haha what crush”
  • Kept a diary and wrote about how much he loves you and you found it hiding in his room somewhere and some entries literally had you in tears
  • Had a mental breakdown when he found out you read his diary
  • Gets jealous fairly easily and doesn’t like it when you get too close to one of the other members
  • He becomes really quiet and frustrated and ignores you
  • You both don’t fight a lot but when you do he talks to you about it
  • He doesn’t like arguments 
  • Always so calm, you feel at peace next to him
  • Long walks on the beach and then watching the sunset together
  • Sometimes you would stand on the balcony and watch the far off twinkling lights and talk about life
  • You both love reminiscing about old times
  • Both of your parents were so surprised when they heard you were dating but literally threw a party
  • Your mom loves him, your cousins are jealous of you, your whole family adores you
  • He gets a little shy around your family though and follows you around at family gatherings
  • Is so scared of your dad and gets all gentlemanly and reserved
  • He is such a gentleman though, like he holds the door for you, makes you sit in the car first, holds you by the back whenever you both go together, pulls the chair from the table for you to sit
  • One time he pulled the chair when you were about to sit and you fell on your ass and he died laughing
  • Adores you when you wear his clothes
  • Late night conversations and then laughing like idiots
  • Holds you close when you’re sleeping
  • Morning kisses and sweet pecks on the nose
  • Going to the gym together and him laughing at you when you get too tired
  • Cute selfies at clothes’ shops, mostly him kissing you on the cheeks
  • Him giving you piggy back rides around the house
  • Baking and endings up in a mess 
  • Him going out of his way on your birthday and buying you presents and trying to make a cake but failing
  • Him singing to you late at night when you both can’t fall asleep
  • Watching kdramas on a lazy day
  • Your sheets smelling like him
  • Him running to your apartment when he gets off early
  • Hugs when he picks you up and swirls you and you both end up in a laughing mess
  • Dates in cute cafes or in expensive restaurants
  • His gallery is filled with pictures of you, eating, studying, sleeping
  • Walking along the river or cycling late at night
  • Adopting a dog together and having an argument on what to name him
  • Candle light dinners
  • He holds your hand really tightly
  • In bed he’s so dominant like totally has a daddy kink
  • But then also asks if you’re ok and it annoys you because
  • “SUHO PLEASE JUST”
  • “But are you okay?”
  • “KIM JUNMYEON!”
  • Its such a bliss your relationships is beautiful
  • You’re so lucky ugh

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Thanks to @northernersdonotforget for being the first reading of this piece and for your feedbacks. Also, I know they’re never gonna see this, but I want to thanks them anyway. This couldn’t be possible without your amazing music Oh Wonder. 

This is a previous intro for this story.

https://sophie-summer.tumblr.com/post/164864691872/best-thing-i-never-had

Book : Endless Summer

Pairing : Jake x MC (Sophie)

Words : 2200+

Author’s Note : After all the madness of Jake’s Idol scene, we deserve some happiness. Hope you like it.

Playlist (Ok, this isn’t short, sorry but I just couldn’t leave any of these out of here)

  • Without you – Oh Wonder
  • Landslide – Oh Wonder
  • Pictures – Madi Diaz
  • Cherry – Lana Del Rey
  • Heart hope – Oh Wonder
  • W.D.Y.W.F.M? – The Neighborhood
  • White mustang – Lana Del Rey
  • Thieves – The Beach
  • Shark – Oh Wonder

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Aria Montgomery: the rundown

Season 1:

Aria is categorized as the artsy family oriented girl who spent time away from Rosewood for a year while keeping a family secret who transformed into a girl who found love in a seemingly hopeless place with her teacher while her family is falling apart. Might I say that Byron is awful for having his teenage daughter keep his secret, that put her in an impossible position because all she wanted to do was keep her family together. Its a lot for a 16 year old to handle. Cue her and Ezra’s first encounter which was way too quick to my liking. I think they should’ve tried harder to stay away from each other, I wouldn’t want to be in a relationship that I would have to hide from the world—which is what they fought about during the course of this season. She forced herself into a relationship with Noel then they all thought he was A after the whole I See You thing on the car window. I do like how she stuck by her friends. I feel like she was the most skeptical about Alison’s bull than the rest in this season.

Season 2:

Although during this season she was more free to be with Ezra since he wasn’t her teacher at this point but I feel like if she can’t be with him around her family and friends then there’s no point. Ezra should feel gross by dating a kid. Don’t get me wrong, they have their cute moments, are loyal to each other, and have strong feelings for one another I just feel like it should’ve started when she was 18 because if the Rosewood PD was full of competent officers, Ezra would’ve been in some serious trouble. Cue Jason and her little thing where he was semi obsessive with the pictures, idk how I feel about that. Is Rosewood a place where men in their 20s go cruising for high school girls to date. I think this is the season she had that “hey, I have options’’ approach to dating. The thing that I hated about this season was when the parents got the Liars to separate but at the same time I love that it gave them time to trick A(even though it didn’t work out exactly how they planned, I loved it). I thought Dr. Sullivan was full of crap.

Season 3: 

I saw a lot of growth in Aria in the next two seasons but I noticed a lot of her growing moments have to do with her relationship with Ezra. The whole train thing was pretty intense. That whole being in a crate with a dead Garrett Reynolds should’ve been traumatizing for her. I have to say, out of all the times that Ali came to them, when she came to Aria it was my favorite.

Season 4:

When Maggie came to town she had to put things realistically and first started asking herself “can I do this? he has a child”, “can I see this in my future?”, “should I be dating someone my own age?” cue Jake. I enjoyed her relationship with Jake, they were on the same level and I think it had her thinking that she can survive without Ezra, I know their relationship was intense but Jake was a realistic choice considering age, common interests, and clicking quickly. But just like Maggie pushing her away, that led to her being pulled back in when the truth about Malcolm’s paternity was revealed.he went through a lot in season 4 with lashing out at Ezra for his “book” (which I loved) finding out that Alison is alive, etc. 

Season 5:

When Ezra got shot- it gave them more in depth memories and tested them- I was not surprised when they had sex a month later. Her character has such a great dynamic with the whole Shana thing(minus the whole YouTubing her funeral thing but anyways-moving along) I think she should’ve turned to the other girls more instead of trying to check on Jenna because of her guilt. Em went through the same murder-by-self-defense thing, she could’ve turned to her or the others instead of trying to create some distance. The whole dollhouse fiasco was ridiculous but I loved the scene when they found out the verdict was read out, it showed that no matter what happened leading up to that that their friendship was so strong.

Season 6:

I feel like she was the most traumatized post-dollhouse, I love how it was portrayed, gave her more depth. Five years forward I’m glad at Cece’s hearing she told the truth. I find Byron and Ella’s second marriage irrelevant, only thing that would’ve made me perk up would’ve been Mike attending; it was sweet and special that Aria officiated it though. Moving right along, I don’t think Ezria should be engaged because they broke up way before the season 6 time jump making it about 6 years since they’ve been together plus they didn’t see each other during the time jump, they had sex and then in a week or so’s time he was down on one knee, how is that realistic..Over the course of 7 years I think the most impressive thing about her is how much she’s matured, she thinks about things and calculates her moves instead of her younger and impulsive days. Bravo soon to be Mrs. Fitz.

Season 7:

So far I feel like she’s the one who was most determined for normalcy. I think she just wanted to keep her relationship with Ezra solid, I’m glad she kept him from the dark and depressing state he was in in 6A. Other than rekindling Ezria, she hasn’t been doing much in the first half of this season which is probably due to her having a good arc in 7b. 


Fave moments so far:

the emotions she felt watching Ezra find Nicole

accepting the proposal

her fashion sense

being honest at Cece’s hearing

“don’t look at me, I’m ready to hang a sign ’‘bitch can see!”

“she chipped us? she frickin chipped us”

the meltdown after finding out Ezra played her

officiating her parent’s wedding

the night she brought Ali back to Welby

when her and Spencer almost froze to death

What I want from her in the final 10 episodes:

I want her to really be clear about her relationship with ezra before marrying him. if after that she decides she wants to marry him then so be it, get married, have your career, have your man, start a family and be happy. If not draw the line with Ezra, give him back the ring and don’t go back to him.

Tri Spoilers

I feel the new trailer has kinda spoiled some of the films best moments since they take some of the tension out of it… On the cast talk, they didn’t say much of interest, since we hadn’t seen the movie, so anything interesting would have been a spoiler…

Cast Talk
Sora’s va had invited other cast members to her concert and they came, so she felt like they were family. They twirled around in the uniforms and said they thought the movie was interesting. Next broadcast is those two + Mimi, with Takeru as the MC, because he’s cheerful and able to chat. He called himself ponkotsu (useless, terrible etc) and said he found it difficult, so Sora should do it, but she said she was ponkotsu too. Mimi’s va is the ‘you can do it’ senpai, so the announcer said the three of them probably balance each other out lol

Warning: I was working on three hours of sleep and did have a teeny tiny bit of alcohol before the movie (I get tipsy easily :/) so I may or may not have missed something. 

Shipping moments - honestly whenever someone asks me about a ship moment I never know if they’re talking friend or romance. Because in all honesty, character A can look at B and half of tumblr will say it’s code for them dating. So when y’all say ‘moments’ I never know what you’re thinking because half of you exaggerate nothingness into canon. So when I’m asked about moments, I talk about times when characters interacted. I hope that clears things up.

Also please slow down on the shipping asks. I deleted over 10 messages. Patience is appreciated. So is not being rude. I’m happy to talk about literally any ship, but don’t spam me and demand answers. You make your ship and the fandom look bad. (Also why are y’all on anon I don’t bite lmao)

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This is one of my favourite creepypastas, and because I can’t find any version of it that wouldn’t be impossible to read on this format, I’ve transcribed it directly from the screencap I have of it.

Story originally appeared on /x/ on October 10, 2013, and was written by a user known only as hawkeye !!ASKzWwNPKxw. Accompanying photograph was taken by me and isn’t associated with the piece in its original form. Aside from grammatical corrections and a quote from the author from a reply to another user at the end, the story appears exactly how it does in the original image.

It’s long, but well worth the read, and has stuck with me ever since I first saw it. For those of you that have experienced something like this, it’ll hit even harder.

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Human Nature

So, first let me describe how I’ve spent the last three summers.

>Live in Ohio
>Be camp counselor at INNAWOODS camps in hocking hills region of southern Ohio
>Clear creek valley is one of the most biodiverse areas in the entire world. (Not kidding. More than some rainforests)
>Nearest civilization is town of Rockbridge (TINY) many miles away.
>Everyone lives in cabins with no air conditioning, power, or lights
>I’m assigned to the older boys, because I’m better with the bushcraft
>Teach then bataonning, fire building, debris huts, edible plants, the works.
>One night every week, we camp out, use the skills, and sleep under the stars
>Every week, each cabin has to do a “Camp Improvement Project” (chores)
>Little kids pull weeds on what few (unpaved, barely maintained) paths we have
>Big kids (14-17) use saws, rakes, and shovels to clear out new campsites, or refurbish old ones
>There’s always been a rivalry between the older boys and girls, especially among the counselors

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How It Ends

I was seven years old.  Not a “supermodel” child, but it was a time where I could get away with having a big chubby face. It was cute. Big blue eyes. Blonde hair. Very skinny. We were at Disney World, and I was a huge girlie girl and was getting a make over at their “bibbidi bobbidi boo” boutique.  I had my hair all done up, purple eye shadow, cherry lips. I remember all the adults fawning over me, staff, onlooking parents, lots of cameras, as they all cooed “She’s so beautiful!” I remember another girl sitting close by. I don’t remember much of it, being so long ago, but I vaguely remember some kind of sadness or envy coming from her. Maybe I’m making that up. Who knows.  I was too caught up in myself. 

I was ten years old.  I was a late bloomer. As my friends began growing boobs, getting periods, growing older, I suddenly stuck out in a more physical way. I was always an outcast for my strange behavior and frequent crying spells (I have been mistaken for mentally disabled for my behavior a few times) never popular, even in elementary school when “popularity doesn’t exist”. Maybe popularity didn’t, but bullying did.  And now I had my looks to worry about.  Stupid looking buck teeth.  Stupid smile. Big fat cheeks. Big eyes turned into bulging eyes. 

I was eleven years old.  Glasses. Short hair. Very small. Same face. Typical “innocent entering sixth grade girl” look. I’d normally been very weird and loud (in a way), but in the beginning of middle school I shut down. I was scared. I was completely invisible. I hated my face. I remember standing in the downstairs mirror crying and clawing at my face and screaming about how ugly I was and my mother panicking in the kitchen. 

I was twelve years old.  I’d began puberty. Got my period – even tasted it quite a few times just to see what it was like. I got boobs that I could now play with and squeeze together and touch. I gained a lot of weight and was no longer skinny. Not exactly fat, but I got called “stumpy” and was slow and kind of hunched-back looking. Not exactly a plus. Surprisingly, seventh grade, everyone’s least favorite year, I actually had fun. I didn’t care about my looks. Wore flared jeans and hand me down t-shirts everyday. Still had glasses. I never shaved, resulting in huge afro-pits that the boys would tease me about – so in turn, I’d shove my “disgusting” armpit hair in their face and send them screaming. My face got worse, but I didn’t notice. 

I was thirteen. All my friends were getting asked out. Getting boyfriends, Getting kissed, Getting attention. Girls in my grade went through boys like I went through heavy-duty pads (I had a very heavy period). I was completely invisible. Repulsive, even. I didn’t exactly notice this at the time though. Other people did, though. A boy once popped his head out of the bus and shrieked, “You’re ugly!” at me as he friends laughed at me. I was walking home from school.  People stared at me in disgust as I walked by on occasion. Again, I didn’t notice at the time, until I noticed a very particular guy. 

Alec. To the regular person, Alec was somewhat above average. Charismatic. Friendly. The cliche “Tall, Dark, and Handsome”. Intelligent. And he knew it. While he wasn’t really popular, he was respected, something I’d never felt. To a person that’d developed low standards due to disappointment (see: me), Alec was practically a god. It began as a small attraction to him, watching him as he stood up in front of our combined language arts classes and recite Shakespeare in that demanding, deep baritone voice. Ever since I first saw him, I had to look away. I couldn’t do this to myself. The way Alec made me feel, the pulsating feeling between my legs when I was near him, scared me so much that I avoided him in every way. 

Alec broke me. After I became comfortable enough to develop a crush on him from a distance, it became clear I liked him.  It was also clear he thought I was the most disgusting human being on the planet. How could the “incredibly nice” Alec treat someone who just wanted to be his friend, like shit? 

You hear sometimes that an ugly face can bring out the worst in people. There’s no point in being nice to an ugly. 

I was desperate. I changed myself for Alec. I attempted to be more outgoing, choose better outfits, got contacts, bought $10 Claires makeup sets. When I dyed my hair bright vampire red, a small part of me even wondered if he would notice.  For a while, my newfound mix of conflicting confidence and self-hatred shielded me from the reality of my face. 

There was a point where I’d gotten Alec’s number through a friend, smoothed things over, and we texted for hours. This is where I fell. He was amazing. But he avoided me in real life, despite confiding in each other over text (which is an overstatement – it was a very thought out three hours of texting that read more like an emotionless interview).  A week later after acquiring his number, he admitted it was weird talking to me in school “because there were people around”.  I should’ve dropped him there, but instead I asked him if he wanted to come over, if that would make him feel more comfortable. To accommodate him. Two weeks pass before he responds with a “yes” and he comes over, its fun to me, but I guess not to him because he ignores me for another two months before telling me that he “doesn’t see us as friends” and “doesn’t ever want to hang out or talk” to me again. 

It was during this time I learned from a friend he had hooked up with a pretty girl with an ass on his couch and they made out for hours. I also learned he currently had a crush on one of the prettiest girl in the grade – the kind of all-American pretty with a face I can’t even begin to describe (the first time I saw her when I moved here I couldn’t stop staring and I was afraid she would get mad at me). She was friends with everyone, super nice, the oldest of a big family, a preforming ballerina on the poms team. You knew she had an easy life. She was nice to everyone, except me it seems, for said weirdness. People try to be nice at first to me, but it becomes too much to tolerate, and that turns into pity which turns into a general distaste.  

I couldn’t compare to her, or even the past girl’s he’d hooked up with and/or liked. It was then I saw the moderately deformed face that was really behind the mirror.  I had(have) puffy, dropping lips with a small, curled-in chin and no jawline. Big chubby cheeks that pulled my whole face down. A soft, overly-sloped pug nose. Pointy ears. Bulging eyes. I can’t even tell their original shape they’re so asymmetrical – one eyelid droops halfway down my eye, while the other is pinned up, making it look big and round. My face, with little to no depth. Everything was forced to the front of my face, giving it a corny shape. Think Lola from Sharktale.  I started feeling happy less and less. It got to a point where I’d scratched myself with a pair of scissors just to feel less disgusting, only for a second. 

The worst part is realizing nothing can change this. Ever. No amount of makeup, weight loss, even expensive plastic surgery. I’m the ugly that the averages and above averages use as a crutch to look pretty. My friends stopped faux-complimenting me or trying to patch my self esteem. Even if they sugar coated, their true message came through. “You’re ugly as fuck you’re ugly as fuck you’re ugly as fuck”. My guy friends would jokingly berate me for my looks and then apologize like it didn’t matter. My friends would try to call me pretty one day and then tell me I’m ugly the next. Once my friend asked “‘When are you going to get your glow up like the rest of us?” They aren’t “beautiful”, but they will never know what it’s like to be ugly. 

Now I’m almost fourteen and cynical. This is how it ends.

Hello Doctor (Hong Jong Hyun)

Type: Angst Fluff

Request: Hi! I’m so happy that you’re going to be doing scenarios for scarlet heart actors! You’ll do great. I’d like to request a Jonghyun scenario where it’s angst and ends super fluffy. I’m still not familiar with their actors that much but yeah Wang Yo’s actor would be great. Love ur blog!!


“Good morning” you say to Bora who was a nurse and a friend as you pick up your patient folders for the day. You were a pediatrician and a popular one at that. And as you read the name on the first folder your brows knitted together. “Hong Jae Sun was in last week. Why is he rescheduled?” you asked “I don’t think Areum, tells the father of her child anything” she whispers. “Aren’t they married?” you asked “I think they’re on a break or something like that. But Jaesun is in room 3 waiting for you to check” she told you as you nodded.

You put on a big smile before knocking on the door and entering “good morning Jaesun” you coo to the small boy who looked miserable. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him? He started crying last night. He had a fever and and-” “Mr. Hong” you say stopping him as you made eye contact with him. You cleared your throat taking your eyes from the handsome man and to 7 month old Jaesun.

“Jaesun is at the teething age” you state as he let out a sigh of relief. You walked over to a little fridge beside the cabinet and pulled out a frozen teething ring handing it to Jaesun who quickly stuck it into his mouth. “Mr. Hong-” “its Jonghyun. I mean you can call me that” he said quickly fixing his words. “Mr. Hong if you don’t mind me asking. Is your wife keeping your son’s medical conditions from you?” you ask as kindly as you could. “I don’t want to seem like I’m talking bad about her” he spoke as you nodded. “She doesn’t tell me anything about my son” he tell you as you nod. You walk back over to the counter grabbing your card and heading over to him and giving it to him. “If you have questions about your son medically I can answer them. This is my personal number not my office so I sh-” “thank you” he cut you off. “Don’t worry about it. Now I would buy teething rings,allow him to chew on your fingers if he needs it, then also watch out for the drool” you tell him. He nods as he glances down catching you had no ring on your finger “do you have children?” he asks.

You smile “no. I just love them and want them to grow up to be healthy and show how amazing they are” you inform. He smiles at your words “I’ll make sure that Jaesun lives up to those expectations” he says as you nod “good. Sorry to cut this short but I have another appointment in about 10 minutes” you tell him as he nods quickly moving to put his son into his stroller “thank you again Miss. Y/L/N. Have a good day” he says as you wave the two males off.

~

It was in the following months that you were put in between a messy divorce between the pair. You weren’t even exactly sure why. You were simply a pediatrician for their son.

You gave your normal smile to Areum this time who was pacing around the examing room while Jaesun was atempting to walk around the room. “Have you been telling Jonghyun things about Jaesun?” she instantly asked when you walked in. Your eyes widened “a father deserves to know and worry about his son’s health” you say as she scoffs. “He’s barely around his son. He doesn’t care” she said as you sighed. You hated divorced parents, they made you their outlet. “We’re here to give your son his check up” you inform as she nods. “Has he mentioned me at all?” she asks as you were checking her son’s heart.

“No. His main concern is his son” you say “oh. Does he tell you about the divorce?” she then asks. Rolling your eyes knowing she couldn’t see that you responded “we talk about your son” you tell her again. “I think he likes you” she then says making you freeze “he never asked anything to me when we lived together-” “he takes care of your son alone now, since you live apart. He needs to know how to take care of him” you say stopping her words. “Please can we just pay attention to your son. If not I will have to ask you wait outside of the room until I’m done” you say as her jaw drops.

~

The next month you were given flowers by Jonghyun who had came by to sign papers. “As lovely as they are Jonghyun I cannot accept them” you say watching his smile drop “children have allergies and pollens never good” you say as he makes an ah sound. “Can I take you out one time-” he started before you cut him off. “No” you say delivering another blow as he nods. “May I ask why?” he says looking down at his hands. “It’s nothing ethical. It’s moral” you say as he looks confused.

“Is it because I’m a parent?” he asks as you gave him a soft look “that’s a dumb question right?” he laughs. “Its sort of true” you say “its not right for your son to have to deal with another mother figure in his life especially in this situation ” you inform. “Children have to experience this in these situations-” “can you promise me right this moment. You and I will be happily married in the future?” you ask making him stop talking all together. “I had been in a relationship that ended after 4 years. I raised a man’s child for those years and now I only get to know anything about her when she’s brought in by her step mother. I don’t need another situation like that occurring” you explain.

“Then can I just take you out for coffee. It doesn’t have to be a date or anything. I just I just like listening to you talk about kids. You seem to love and care for everyone’s children. There’s something comforting about that” he explained. Watching you sit back in your seat and sigh “just coffee?” you asked as he shakes his head “just coffee” he promised as you checked your watch “I have a 30 minute lunch” you say as he smiles.

~

You broke your rules more than you wanted to with Jonghyun who kept pulling the ‘its just..’ and you let it happen. The one that had you worrying was the one at the moment. You laying in Jonghyun’s bed. Naked. He seemed to pass out rather quickly post-sex. Your head was on his bare chest as he slept peacefully, it left you questioning if he had a good nights sleep recently.

He must have been in a deep sleep not even to respond to the baby monitor. You couldn’t handle the cries of Jaesun and removed yourself from his grasp and grabbed the closest shirt which happened to be his and headed to the source of the crying. You gave Jaesun a smile as you saw him standing up in his crib. You picked him up and brought him to your chest and began bouncing him.

Jonghyun awoke moments after you left his hold for the reason he no longer had someone laying with him. He slid on boxers and went to check on his son hearing the light whines through the monitor. He pushed the door open lightly and stared at the seen in front of him. He felt his heart raise at the sight of you there with his son. His ex-wife wasn’t capable of doing this to him but you were. It made him question his choices in women but without them he wouldn’t have been able to witness what he was seeing now.

Zutara Fanfic Recs Pt 1

 *If not stated rated M it’s rated T*

1.The Last Waterbender (WIP) -Haikoui

The Southern Raiders found the last waterbender, leaving her mother alive, and took the child with them to the Fire Nation as a prisoner.

Last Updated:  Apr 25 2015  Word Count: 118,326

OKay this fanfic is to die for like im serious its one of the best. it made me cry like the lu ten iroh and little katara bond is so strong like ughhh. the zutara in it makes you appreciate the little cute hints like in the show. the zutara gets stronger as you go along and its beautifully written. i cried lol characters are slightly older but i like it that way. this fic is not abandoned so yay!

2.Facets (WIP) -balai

It was unfathomable. Imagine the rumours, the scandal that would spread at the idea of the Fire Lord sneaking about under the cover of darkness, donning the mask of the Blue Spirit. But he would do it. He knew the risks he took. Still, he would do it for her.

Last Updated: Jan 30 2014  Word Count: 61,243

This is another favorite of mine and even tho its incomplete, it leaves a basic understanding of how zutara turns out. this takes plays about 5 years time after the war ended and zuko is fire lord so people want him to get married. so he escapes to the SWT and visits katara. their relationship forms into something beautiful and its great. it does have some saving and fighting in it so it isnt all fluff. beautifully written! 

3.Under the Sapphire Sky (Complete) -DamageCtrl

Clan heir Zuko’s life is saved by orphan turned mercenary medic, Katara. When they part ways, they find that they can’t seem to forget each other, but are unsure why. 

Word Count: 203,201  Rated: M

This is a vampire au but it still has bending and everything. no avatar. azula is pretty kick ass. jet isn’t crazy (he’s still my bby). i loved this fic! it’s well written and its totally twisting your emotions. one second you’re like ZUKO I LOVE YOU and the other it’s ZUKO WHAT ARE YOU DOING. katara is kick ass and toph is a werewolf what yes xd mates are included cough cough. loved it read it you wont regret.

4.Dancing in the Dark (Complete) -DamageCtrl

Having heard a rumor about two tea servers in the lower tiers of Ba Sing Se, Katara and Toph sneak away go to investigate only to have their suspicions confirmed.

Word Count: 64,257 

You get the blutara! you get the zutara! you get iroh setting people up! you get cute zuko! funny zuko! stupid jin and song…this is beautifully written and it stays true to the characters. it made me face palm at moments cough katara stahp cough but i loved the connection between the two! you have an oblivious zuko, a confident katara, and a mischievous iroh and what do you get? beauty. read this and you can thank me later.

5.Rhythm of the Rain (Complete) -DamageCtrl *Zutara fanfic queen*

Rebuilding a nation requires sacrifices. Knowing that the Fire Nation would never accept a Waterbender as it’s Lord’s wife, Katara removes herself from her fledgling romance with Zuko and encourages him to find greatness with Fire Nation noble Mai.

Word Count: 251,513 

This fanfic. THIS FANFIC. this was my first really good zutara fanfic and its art. i swear its art. IT WAS SO CUTE LIKE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. with the turtle ducks and the zutara and its just beautifuL! proceed with caution get the tissues. like katara is making so many sacrifices for zuko’s happiness at ruling his nation and there’s some action so have a heads up. THIS IS AMAZING MUST READ.

6.Jasmine (WIP) -Yorushike 

Katara, traveling companion of the Avatar, had always dreamed of the day the war would end, but she had never thought that she would be forced to marry Firelord Zuko, who was said to have killed his own father, for this to happen. Zuko had no other goal than to repent for his sins and bring peace to the world, even if both his allies and enemies feared and hated him.

Last Updated: Apr 29 2015  Word Count:  172,458

So i haven’t finished this yet but im currently reading it and its FANTASTIC. i was putting this off because zuko is a bit of a sadist or at least thats the rumors in the book so i was like eww but IVE SEEN THE ERROR IN MY WAYS. i just wanna cuddle him and tell him hes BEAUTIFUL. zuko never traveled with the Gaang. au. you should definitely read this!

7.Love Thy Enemy- (Complete?) -RedNovember

The mighty Fire Empire rules the entire world, after they conquered it a century ago. Now, almost a hundred years later, a tiny tribe of rebels have sent Katara, an undercover assassin, to kill the Fire Emperor Zuko.

Word Count: 136,905

So the reason i put a question mark is because in the last chapter she says there will be an epilogue but its been 9 years since she said that so….ANYWHO! this is a au where katara was raised as a kyoshi warrior along with sokka. when she is old enough to become official, the mistress sends her to assassinate zuko by becoming the first female elite.the bond grows very nicely and even tho no epilogue you can infer! some action of course so must read!

8.The Hunter and the Prey (Complete) -RedNovember

The Prince of the Fire Nation will do anything to find the legendary Avatar, but what if the bait he captures to lure the Avatar decides to fight back and gains his attention in more ways than one? 

Word Count: 144,835

so this is a prequel to love thy enemy AND YOU HAVE TO READ THIS FIRST OR YOU’LL BE SPOILED. so yeah. this book is so sad!!!! the plot twist the love bonding and everything. the heartache. i cant say more or it shall give it away. even tho it’s super sad i loved it. prepare for waterworks!

9.When the Mask Comes Off (Completed) -Jamie Hasaku

After freeing her and her friends from capture, Zuko has no choice but to care for a gravely injured Katara, who was left behind by accident. The trick? Keeping his face hidden so she doesn’t hurt herself even more by trying to fight him.

Word Count: 73,457

this. this. this FANFIC. you get blutara! you get zutara! you get cuteness overload! you get amazingness! you get beauty! you get ART. i absolutely loved this fanfic and you will too!

10.The Dragon and the Siren (Completed) -CultOfStrawberry

Hades x Persephone inspired. In a land of gods and spirits, Katara is the daughter of the Sea, and Zuko is the powerful and reclusive God of the Fire Realms. Zuko has been pining for her for too long… so he finally takes action.

Word Count: 143,362 

  this plotline is so gooood and unique! i love the zutara! even tho zuko is a bit annoying at first, i love how well the bond and relationship develops. zuko’s feelings are so adorable! like seriously read this you will not regret it. the plot has stuck with me even after all these fanfics. thank me later :D

thededleadragoria  asked:

If you haven't already could you write something about Tony reading some of the letters Howard sent? Thnx.

Hi! Sorry my reply is late here. But, I don’t think I’ll be writing a specific story with the letters, but the letters will come up, and we’ll probably see excerpts. So, yes, eventually, my plan is there will be such a thing as you are requesting. Just, not quite yet, for reasons. ;)

It might be something like this:


The Garage was empty.

Well, the main floor of the garage was empty, anyway. Except for two cars, three motorcycles, a desk, three chairs, a pair of short, wooden filing cabinets, and a long row of metal shelves. There was a large tool kit for working on the cars, and one of the metal shelves had been repurposed to hold parts.

So, okay, it wasn’t exactly, perfectly empty. But, with the decades of crates moved out, the space felt a little cavernous.

Darcy sat at the desk, her feet up on the cracked leather blotter, kicking her toes together in an absent rhythm.

There was something heavier in the Garage, though, despite its apparent emptiness. And she didn’t mean the super-secret base beneath.

The below-ground base was sort of rectangular, stretching out back away from the street side, to under a grassy lot behind the building. Operations, the elevators and stairs of the main entrance, along with a handful of side offices were the front third. Labs and workshops occupied the middle third, and the far end were a few bunkrooms and the stairs to yet another, lower level. The main engineering works of the base were down there — water, sanitation, air, plus storage, and an emergency exit out to tunnel to a hidden, fake water pipe in an alley four blocks away.

It wasn’t a facility meant for a big crew. Maybe it could house 12 to 15 people all together for a few weeks. If they really, really liked each other.

She and Tony spent a number of daddy/daughter date nights upgrading, tearing out and replacing environmental systems, rewiring for a proper network, pulling fiber, and in general, making the secret base operational. For what, who knew.

While Darcy questioned the degree of her own paranoia at having a double secret hidey-hole, it was also really cool. Like a private treehouse. She and Rico always planned to have one, but neither of them had yards with trees big enough. It was a crushing realization to their 10-year old selves. Now … all this.

She’d have to actually remember to tell Rico, though.

Nobody knew the Garage existed except Tony, Bucky, Steve, and Peggy. And only Tony knew where it was. He liked that part.  

So, he didn’t need to know she invited Bucky by today. But, her invitation had a purpose and she wasn’t sure how he’d take it. Not that it was bad, necessarily. Maybe.

It might not have been a big, elaborate structure, like the Playground, but there was still plenty to explore. When going through some of the side rooms, Darcy came across one full of furniture. Just desks, chairs, and some bunks, really. But off to one side was a footlocker and a large canvas bag. Atop the footlocker sat a folded piece of paper with her name on it; Darcy recognized Howard’s handwriting immediately.

April 29, 1970

My darling D,

I had the strangest conversation with Peggy a few weeks ago.

Maria was out at some art luncheon, the nanny was off sick, and I got stuck with Tony. I hope he grows out of it, but if you didn’t know, your father is a screamer. Peg was trying to distract him with a truck, and out of the blue, she asked if I knew what happened to Bucky Barnes’s things. If we’d given them to his sister, or what.

Well, I recall trying to pass them on to Miss Barnes years ago. She took a few things, small keepsakes — one of his watches, his brass compass, his flag, a medal or two, I think — but his old uniforms and such, that hurt too much, she said and she didn’t have the space to treat them right. She asked me to keep it all with Steve’s things, thinking maybe some day we’d put it all together in a display.

I told Peggy that and she insisted I pull Sgt. Barnes’s locker and duffle and set them aside for you; that you’d appreciate it. She wouldn’t say why, but she was pretty damned pushy about it; you know how she gets. I suppose maybe you two talked about him all those years ago. I’m sorry you didn’t get a chance to know him; he was a good fellow and a hell of a shot. I was working on a rifle for him when we lost him. Damned shame.

I hope you appreciate these, and just so you know, I’m breaking up the collection here. But since the collection’s all going to you anyway, I guess you can get this where it belongs.

Make sure people remember, sweetheart. I’ve done my best to keep their memories alive, and now I’m trusting them to you. Don’t let them be forgotten.

All my love,
HS


As ever, when she found one of these messages from Howard, she had to take a few minutes to breathe through it. She really did miss him.

Then she growled a little, because, he loved to issue his orders. It was sweet at first, but then every subsequent letter had some sort of little command or directive in it, and now she kind of wanted to throw things at him. But, of course, he was dead, so she couldn’t, and he’d probably known that, and basically, even after death, he was kind of a jerk.

Do this, do that, family legacy, blah blah blah. “I love you Howard, but shut up.”

Once she got past that little emotional whirlwind, she lugged the trunk and the bag out of the room and up to the ground floor. Then she called Bucky and gave him directions to the garage. And now she was waiting and staring at the trunk.

She was very tempted to open it all up. What would she find? Dirty laundry? Hopefully not — 70 years of stank? Gross, pass. Girlie mags? That would be hilarious, and she would give him so much crap. Would there be books? The trunk was heavy enough. Old letters from a sweetheart or two? He was popular with the ladies, back in the day, everybody knew that. Did they send him little notes with lipstick kisses and a spritz of perfume?

What would Bucky Barnes carry off to war with him? And what would he keep once there?


Post-It

Summary: Dan doesn’t handle solitude very well, so when Phil leaves for a five-day family reunion, he’s got a tough week ahead of him. Good thing his boyfriend is super creative with his office supplies. 

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG-13 bc of my godawful attempts at hinting at smut that i can’t write jfc it’s so bad

Word Count: 4225

A/N: my brain’s melted out of my ears and i’ve had at least three nervous breakdowns in the past three weeks, but my IB exams are finally over! thank you guys so much for being patient as I struggled through them - it means a lot to me that so many of you were excited for my fics to be updated! as promised, here’s a quick oneshot i wrote to show my appreciation that you all stuck around. thanks for being wonderful :)

beta-d by my memechild constipatedhowell (who may or may not be writing the smut part of this fic later hmmm)

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anonymous asked:

I don't know but I just wanted you to confirm wether you've received my Boys bonding head canon request? It's been over two weeks since I sent it. If you didn't get it here is the thing I requested, the boys bonding especially Farkle and Josh along with Lucas n Zay. Like Farkle and Josh being in competition with Riley and Maya in terms of their bonds. Like them being best buddies of all times. And if you don't mind can you end it with them being each other's best man?Plz lemme know if u got dis?

omg okay bless you. Although I already wrote out wedding headcannons for each and they weren’t each other’s best man, Josh had Cory bc his friend Andrew was officiating the wedding and Maya had claimed Farkle as ‘her best person’. Auggie was the groomsman that Farkle was paired up with and they put on a show of skipping down the ‘aisle’ and ended up falling in the mud😂 At the riarkle wedding Josh, Lucas and Zay got into a fierce competition over who should be the best man, and while they were distracted Farkle was like ‘Auggie bro you’re one of the only sane people in my life you’re best man’ lmao. He had to give some cheesy speech about friendship and how ‘you’re all winners in my heart’ to appease the other guys😂😂

  • Okay so Josh and Farkle first meet when Farkle is like 8 years old
  • Riley pulled some major puppy dog eyes and got her parents to let Farkle come with her for the month she usually spends with her grandparents in the summer
  • But Amy and Alan only said ‘Riley’s bringing her friend’, so Josh assumed they meant Maya and wakes up the day of their arrival expecting to have four weeks to hang out with his niece and her cute blonde friend
  • But he walks downstairs to the kitchen and he’s like wtf
  • This is a different blond friend
  • Where is the correct blond friend???
  • What is this
  • Is Maya trying to prank him or something??
  • As it turns out, Maya managed to get her ass stuck in summer school so she wasn’t allowed to come
  • So Riley brought her other ‘bestest friend’ and now Josh has to deal with this pipsqueak all month instead of having someone following him around adoringly and giggling at all his bad jokes and telling him how cool he is while simultaneously calling him a dork
  • r u d e
  • So anyway Josh is like “what’s your name?” and the kid is like “Farkle”
  • And there’s a long moment of them holding eye contact before Josh realizes he isn’t lying about his name
  • So Josh is just like “…I’m gonna call you Yahtzee okay”
  • “Um…no?”
  • “Too late.”
  • So Amy’s just like J o s h u a but Riley’s giggling so Josh is calling a win for this one
  • Okay so anyway the month goes on, they go on various ‘little-kids-in-summer’ misadventures
  • Josh usually has a great time because he loves hanging out with Riley and Maya. They’re both really funny and make him feel cool what’s not to love here
  • But Yahtzee doesn’t seem to have much of an opinion on him, and Riley’s too busy being completely enthralled every time the kid throws out a random fact to pay enough attention to Josh
  • And now he doesn’t have Maya with her pigtails and big blue eyes staring at him like he hung the stars to help him deal with his niece apparently ditching him
  • So this summer is just…not good for his ego omfg
  • (You have to take into account that while Josh isn’t an only child, he’s the MIRACLE BABY like of course he’s used to people doting on him omg)
  • So instead of this fun summer he had all planned Josh is being a bit of a mopey little bitch omg why does Riley think this bowl cut kid is cooler than him?????
  • like wtf he could see it if this was actually a cool kid, but it’s July and he’s got??? Only turtlenecks and sweaters on???? And he has a bowl cut and glasses???? And keeps talking about science???? What the fu c k
  • Joshua is adorned in the Cool 6th Grader Look* and he plays guitar and wow Riley remember that time I saved you from an angry dog??? What a way to pay me back,
  • These thoughts are rushing through his head as he sits on the counter with his arms folded, pouting at Riley and Farkle who are at the table, rolling cookie dough and talking about how fireflies glow????
  • 8 year olds are so fucking weird man,
  • Okay so since Josh is truly Cory Matthews little brother, he just simmers in his 10 year old angst and basically ruins the summer for himself. He’ s all just like ‘fIIINE I guess I’ll hang with my REAL friends instead of you losers!!!’ as he angrily scooters off into the sunset and ultimately has to deal with his school friends making fun of him for being upset that 8 year olds don’t wanna hang out with him. A n g s t
  • He’s gonna try to blame Maya for all this but it’s all him lmao there was more then one occasion where Riley was like ‘Grandma why is Uncle Joshie being so weird?????’ and Amy was like ‘He’s just at an age sweetie’ which made no sense to Riley so she’s like ‘Kay then I guess I’ll go read with Farkle at least he knows how to smile???’
  • So anyway the summer trip is over and Josh misses his niece now that she’s gone
  • Goes on with his life
  • Suddenly it’s Christmas time and his brother’s family is gonna be with them for a week and a half and he’s lowkey pumped because Christmas and New Years is the prime time to be an adorable kid and he and Riley tend to unite and get a lot of attention, eat a lot of cookies, and try to see who got the better presents from Santa
  • So they’re there for a few days having fun this is the lyfe
  • But suddenly someone’s knocking on the door and it’s FUCKING YAHTZEE ASKING IF RILEY WANTS TO COME BUILD A SNOWMAN WITH HIM
  • And Josh slams the door in his face lmao
  • But then Riley yells at him so he opens it back up and he’s like ‘how are you possibly here you live in New York’
  • ….oh, right, OF COURSE he has grandparents in the area. Of course.
  • So Josh still gets to hang out with Riley on Christmas and New Years but all the other generic December days she’s there, she and Yahtzee are out and about!
  • Stop stealing my niece!!!
  • So the holidays come and go and Josh is like. You know what??? Fiiiine.
  • I am a BIG BOY and Riley is a LITTLE GIRL and someday she will see the error of her ways and pay the correct amount of attention to me again
  • In the mean time though, he did have one thing he could at least look forward to: The weekends when Cory would bring him up to NYC and the two of them and Riley would get discount tickets for musicals. He loved that tradition. That was sacred to him, his brother and his niece, and it was safe. He’d get to see cool shows and then gush about them and sing all the songs with Riley while Cory drove them to whatever restaurant they were hitting up afterwards, and even after that Cory would buy them all ice cream and take pictures of them and it was quality family bonding and there’s no way Josh would ever feel neglected during it.
  • …May 26th 2010, in which Josh gets in the car ready to go see Billy Elliot with his family, only to find an extra member. A blond bowl cut. Glasses that wouldn’t stay on his face, a blue turtle neck, whispering something into the ear of a giggling Riley
  • WHY IS THIS HAPPENING
  • Cory affectionately ruffling Yahtzee’s hair, saying he joined Riley’s dance class and wanted to learn about the musicals everyone kept talking about, and ‘you don’t mind do you, Joshie? He is basically part of the family.’
  • THIS IS THE WORST YEAR OF JOSHUA GABRIEL MATTHEWS’ LIFE,
  • But he doesn’t say that so they see the show and it was spectacular but Josh is in #sulk mode the whole time
  • Surely this is a one time thing though, right?
  • It is not a one time thing
  • It is an every time thing
  • H e l p H i m
  • But omg okay Josh does eventually grow out of this angst
  • Just because he gets older and matures and all that
  • Eventually figures out life doesn’t revolve around him like all 6th graders eventually must
  • Eventually accepts that sometimes Riley can find people that aren’t him cool and maybe she can pay equal amounts of attention to them
  • He still barely interacts with the Yahtzee kid tho, not because of any lingering resentment but just because??? What is there to say??? They’re very different people. They have nothing in common.
  • Their longest conversation 5 years of knowing each other was ‘Hey can you stop calling me Yahtzee? It kinda hurts my feelings’ ‘Oh wow sure sorry dude’.
  • Josh still calls him Yahtzee in his inner monologue lmao
  • Josh was presented with a new nickname of ‘Dr. Turtleneck’ at Family Game Night
  • But the next time he’s back and prepared to use it…what the ever living fuck why is this kid not in a turtleneck
  • They were meeting up for another discount musical trip and Riley just arrives with this guy in a denim hoodie and a beanie and Josh is like ‘wtf where’s your pet genius’ and Riley’s just like??? Farkle is standing next to me do you need a stronger contact prescription????
  • So Josh has a very mini existential crisis because Farkle looks cool now and if Farkle is considered cool than w h a t a m I
  • He gets over that quickly enough though lmao
  • So like they are chill with each other and all but he doesn’t actually become legitimate friends with Farkle until the kid starts dating Riley
  • He was horrified to walk in on that scene on Valentine’s Day. He kept crying even after he learned it was a misunderstanding
  • Like Josh is all for letting Riley grow and experience life and all but n o p e that is his NIECE, SON
  • Josh was planning on talking to Farkle about the relationship, he was lowkey planning on just having a very friendly and casual conversation with him while holding a butcher knife and chopping vegetables in an angry way that didn’t fit with his tone of voice
  • But then Eric almost killed the kid, and accident or not Josh figured he had received the ‘don’t-mess-with-Riley’ message
  • And now that Josh was a struggling college student who was always at Cory’s to steal food or wifi, and Maya had gotten over her obsessed crush on him, Josh started hanging out with Riley’s friends every now and then
  • He and Farkle initially started bonding over a shared love for horror films and then eventually found other things they had in common. There wasn’t like, that much to go on, but they did end up forming an actual, strong friendship.
  • They’d get into in-depth discussions and analysis’ about movies, try to convince each other to listen to cool new bands, hang at parties the gang snuck into
  • Maya c o n s t a n t l y making jokes about Josh taking Farkle as his ‘apprentice in hipster trash’
  • Josh managed to refrain from murdering Farkle after Riley got pregnant that was a miracle
  • Josh was named godfather of Penny and although he was still pissed his niece got pregnant so young in the first place he was SO PSYCHED TO BE A GODFATHER
  • Buys Penny so many presents
  • When he’s ‘on tour’ with his band, if he’s ever in Riley and Farkle’s general area he will all but kidnap this baby
  • Farkle f l i p s when Josh and Maya start dating
  • Every time Riley and Maya run off to do something, Farkle always cracks a joke like ‘I think my girlfriend is cheating on me with your girlfriend’
  • They are HIGHKEY those guys who will be at a party or a hang out or whatever who are like ‘well the girls seem to be preoccupied time for us to hold bottles of beer and stand next to each other in compatible silence’
  • They don’t really form an actual #bromance until after Farkle’s bachelor party
  • Because the day after that (which is the day before the wedding), after Cory and Topanga fucking m u r d e r e d them for sneaking Auggie into a bunch of clubs and getting him drunk, they were still massively hungover and just moping about and laying on the Matthews’ couch looking through all the pictures they posted last night
  • And they’re finding themselves in these increasingly provocative situations the girls put them and they’re just like…how do we possibly come back from this
  • ‘There’s nothing to come back from. this is nothing.’
  • ‘There’s a picture of you pretending to give me a blow job in the middle of Times Square.’
  • ‘I was pretending??? Thank GOD I couldn’t remember clearly enough!!’
  • ‘I vaguely remember at some point we performed an over the top sexy tango for a crowd of grown adults dressed like Catholic school girls…?’
  • ‘The only crowd that deserved to see us tango like that tbh’
  • ‘I…Josh I think I’m wearing your underwear right now’
  • ‘Yeah, we didn’t pull that one off as smoothly as the girls did…’
  • It’s at this moment Zay texts Farkle asking him if the weddings off bc he discovered his true feelings for Josh,
  • And Farkle is just like Z a y bye
  • ‘Or are you gonna go through with it only to have Josh interrupt right at the very end and profess his love for you in front of the whole crowd??? I’d pay money for that.’
  • And after that it sorta becomes a running joke in the friend group
  • Every time Maya and Riley do something…literally ANYTHING together
  • People are just like ‘can they be TOPPED’ and will annoy Farkle and Josh until they try their hardest to out-gay their own wives omg
  • At some point they give up being uncomfortable with it it just becomes a weird second nature for them lmao
  • They live for the fact Farkle’s daughter’s Cassie and Cleo hate Josh’s son Sebastian.
  • They have a youtube channel detailing the twins pranks on the poor boy omg
  • Josh uses #celebritypower to endorse Farkle whenever he’s got a political campaign
  • Every time they post selfies they caption it ‘just bros being hoes’ lmao Maya coined that
  • But yeah they’re chill and they’re friends and they’re idiots it’s a fun combination lmao
Fic Rec of the week : September 13th 2015

(Long time no see. I don’t know why but I’m in the mood to read again some good old fics, like the well-known ones. So yeah, no fic rec since one week. That means my title for these fic rec is actually true, for the first time ever.)

(Did i really have to say you have to go read Relief next to me? It’s completed !)

I have to start with the new entry on my Top 10 fav fics ever. I like it so much I had to make a post just for it, with cool pics and all.

- Untangle Me, by problematiclarry : Louis finds himself out of place in LA, unable to get at an itch that’s been bothering him for years. He supposes back in the early days, home hadn’t been a place. It’d been a person. He’d etched it permanently into his skin for fucks sake. It was always him and Harry. Stuck to each other like super glue. Pulled together by some magnetic force, existing in their own bubble. Everyone could see it, but that was half the problem, wasn’t it?It’s not like Louis can pinpoint the exact moment in time when him and Harry fell out of sync. There wasn’t really one at all. It had been a gradual slip, like the tide wearing away at a sandstone cliff. Chipping the solid foundations until there was nothing left to stop the structure falling to the waves below. It’s not like he spends all of his time sitting around moping over a lost friendship, he’s good at distractions. But LA only seems to accentuate the distance between them. Two separate planets, not even in the same solar system.  Or the one where Harry and Louis finally get it right.

Long (11 chapters, completed, 103k) Larry Canon Fic (after Zayn left). This fic is like heaven to me. REally. The plot is great, the smut is so good, i want to cuddle them so much, fuuuuuck. Not really angsty I’m so fucking in love with this fic.

- Baby, you’re my only reason , by zouisclimax    : Harry’s famous and Louis’ a big fan. or, “you’re a celebrity and you just broke up and i tweeted you a selfie and said "date me” and you thought i was serious?“ au

Larry short AU (6k). I’m such a whore for famous/non-famous on twitter AU. I’m blessed with this one. (smut is good too).

- Every time that you get undressed (I hear symphonies in my head) , by theboyfriendstagram : (…)  an AU in which Harry is the typical frat boy who doesn’t believe in love but falls for the insecure mess that is Louis. Sex and fluff ensue.

Larry Uni AU ( 12k) with a very insecure and depressed Louis (fair warning if it’s a trigger for you) and a fratboy-who-doesnt-give-a-fuck-but-maybe-Louis-is-something-else Harry . Obviously, I loved it (but I love everything Ronnie write so, maybe I’m not neutral).

- Fall Into Some Velvet Morning by twinkylourry : (…) AU where harry does yoga in parks and louis may or may not want to get into his yoga pants.

Short Larry AU (6k) : I just want to say something about this : WALL SEX. (I’m hot)

- From Top To Bottom by  writingsofamadchildOr the one that started as an ode to the curly mohawk and somehow ended up about the bottoms debate]

Short (7k) Ziam AU , or basically, ZIAM SMUT. Don’t ask me who tops, they’re kind of compromising with this.

- Just Lay With Me , by givemesumaurgravy : Or, the one in which Louis is the coach of Harry’s daughter’s football team and Harry likes Louis’ bum. One day there’s a parent football game and Louis, just maybe, starts hitting on Harry and, just maybe, Harry gives in.

Larry short Kid fic (10k). ( louis2k15​ hiii, bottom!Harry for you here). Pinning pinning pinning, who becomes smut smut smut , who become fluffy fluffly fluffy.

truth be told, i never was yours by stoleyouaway :   College AU in which Harry is a virgin and Louis is definitely not in love with him. One night, this all changes.

Short (6,5k) College AU where Louis is pinning at his lovely roomate and gets jealous. Friends with benefits ( hello bottom!Harry louis2k15  ) with a fluffy ending :)


Previously in “fic rec of the week”September 6th, September 3rd (special WIP), September 1st,  August 5th, July 30th, July 27th, July 20th, July 16th, July 12th , July 8th, July 5th , July 1st , June 24th, June 18th, June 14th, June 8th, June 1st .


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1.) You could drag us through hell and we’d make it out alive, but if you let go while we stood on top of a flame; I’m not sure if I’d burn with you or drag you into another circle we can’t escape from. If you leave us here, don’t call. If you kept us breathing and it’s a miracle that we still love each other, are we still friends or just lovers who knew too much? Don’t text, don’t write. Bye.

2.) Learning all about you, but I already knew everything. Now? It’s all gossip about what they’re wearing and what funny videos can make us laugh the hardest. A shallow and hollow thing to love what is not ours and hate what is us. If you were all that I needed, I could stay… and I could love you until we died from old age, but we’re young and I think you taught me that people change. We’re no longer the same.

3.) Mirroring everything from the way we smiled to the way sentences were finished. Inside jokes of the sweetest beginnings. The love letters were always enough. If I held you hand and sensed a bit of tragedy, I wonder if you knew as well. Love was dying to end.

4.) Trust, the sad ship that didn’t know a storm would sink all things. If it gets broken and we both committed to see it through, it will never look the same. Like fast food left out for a week, it’s edible, but there isn’t much nutrition. That cigarette we put out, some things don’t hit as hard the second time around. The last time we made love, I’m certain you felt it in your heart. Promises don’t look the same if we broke our pinkies while making it. Don’t come running back to me, if my presence is all you need.

5.) Those tv shows, they were fun, right? You want to know what’s not? Watching it without you. How the episodes are a reminder of dead people and comedy doesn’t make us laugh; tears are for the regretful and hunny, I have plenty of it. Don’t you?

6.) We had our own language, secret spots we talked about going to, but there was never enough time. If I could hold the hands of time and slowed us down, could we return to being gentle? I miss your pretty smile, but it hurts me to see it as not mine. Your happiness comes first, so I’m glad you found a sweeter person to smile for. I’m sorry about the tears, but what’s mine will always be yours. Unfold with me.

7.) Getting lost inside of your thoughts, and seeing our differences really tore us apart. The more we got to know each other, the more we split up. Split ends catch on fire as much as rose thorns do. What’s that called again? Oh, right. Unrequited love. A love that was returning and selfish. We are torn, but we will survive this, I think.

8.) Some nights you did the crying, some nights I did. Did we ask for it? Probably not, but some nights we did. I know I wasn’t the best thing since poetry, but you weren’t. We still managed to keep it together, but some years I could swear we drowned. Some months I can hear your silence. Some weeks we’re back to the pools of hate. Some days, hell, everyday… I can still see your image as you held onto my fingertips that knew of us. The smell you left on my shoulders, a springtime I can’t forget. If you tore apart my heart, please stitch it back once you got what you came for. You’re in my head and the backspacing I did in some texts weren’t meant for you to read. Baby, I’m sorry. Forgive me some other time.

9.) Our little memories constantly on rewind as I’m still trying to remove my stained smile from the carpets of hell. If I wasn’t so splattered and the roses weren’t as bloody, I bet we could hold onto the tenderness of year one. Can you breathe? I hope so, because I can’t. You don’t know what you do to me.

10.) The time we walked to the park and talked about lovely nothings. A simple moment, the best kind. It’s the simple things that make up the complex details of an unsettling relationship. If you were all mine and I had more time to clean up my head, some lovers still need to die. We are as dead now as when we first kissed.

11.) Feelings of the first torch mankind held, that was us. If I had a bullet for every time you controlled an outcome, hell would be packed to the cell. I think we all have a bit of demons still crying to break out and make it home. If I was all yours and I didn’t love to yell, maybe we could still be friends. Maybe I could still call without saying sorry, maybe I could text you without crying and maybe I could love you without hating every bit of your silliness.

12.) Because you may not know love until you say I found my soulmate. I thought you were the one, hell, you might still be the one, but love was meant to break us. That’s how we grow. I picked up poetry because I ran out of ways to say I missed your smile today, funny, right? I don’t say it anymore, but if we still talked every day… hey, I miss your smile. I don’t want you to stay, I just wanted you to feel something. I hope you never get numb to the thoughts of us, like I have.

13.) Trying to forget you, yeah, that’s impossible. How can you forget an extension of your soul? That’s what you were. How can you not feel that long break in your heartbeat? That’s you too. How can I not love myself? You once defined us as something forever could love, something always planned, and we’re stardusts from the same sun. If I gave you what you need, you still picked yourself every time. I don’t blame you, I’d pick myself too.

14.) We never took enough pictures, we weren’t like the average couple. Going out to movies and nice dinners. Always out of time, the youthful love trying to grow up. We never did a lot of things except for creating more memories to overflow the mind. My brain is running out of room to breathe, to store, maybe that’s why I’m always up at night. Each poem is a memory slipping from my memories. I’m sorry, I’m slowly forgetting your hair color, the way you made that face when you were disgusted, the way you laughed because they were being stupid, the way your mom had you in chains, I’m forgetting your average eye color and that’s scaring the fuck out of me. I don’t remember your face without scrolling through old photos, that must be why they call it nostalgia. We’re dying, baby.

15.) You’re probably crying and reading this list or using your new technique to skim through this quickly. I’m sorry, it won’t be that easy to skip through my pain. You’re reading every word, every line, every number and I want you to know that each poem even if it’s not about you; you’re in every verse, every metaphor, every simile as if you were more than human. That’s how I make you feel, right? Like you were more. Here’s to that. You’ll feel like a bit more torn, more tears dripping from the corners of your eyes and I’m sorry, but those are as much mine as they are yours. We knew how to undress the body before we took care of the heart. That is our flaw. You followed without complaining and I played while being blind. If I said I love you now, you could still smell spring and its first rain.

16.) If you could breathe with him, I’m happy for you, I am. I could never give you that. I had anxiety around your family and even though they hated me, I still stuck around. Time doesn’t change hate, it doesn’t. Dear Nightingale, if you made it this far, I hope you can get away from traps of the mind and learn to live freely. Away from toxic lovers, demanding family ties and some poetry that can cast a spell. I wish you learn to fly without having to make a stop at every bridge. Some bridges burn brightest when we’re standing on it, I hope you can find true love one day even if it means you’re alone and it’s just you that you’ll love.

17.) I heard about our love within a dream and the best friends knew they’d fall in love. I was yours and you were mine, but controlling is what controlling does. We will be timeless and the stars may seem bright, but that’s the best part. It was never about us, it was about growing and letting go. If you made it this far without shedding one tear, I’m proud of you. That’s how we’ll grow from this. I know it has been months, but you’re still as much on my mind now as when we first ran into each other in Algebra.

18.) If we ever met as strangers, I hope every memory bites your cells and you succumb to the feelings because that’s how I am each night. You’ve always been too busy to smell the flowers. You have. I hope you learn to slow yourself down and enjoy the breeze. I hope you are hopeful and learn to breathe with him. I like him, I do. He’s different in every aspect, how couldn’t I love him? He’s everything I kind of want to be.

19.) True love was never for us. We should’ve stayed as friends. Planetary afflictions made the best lovers, but some writer’s block is impossible to write over. Some hearts stop during the a.m. Some lovers drop jaws and get restless once the dead comes back to life. I’m sorry, but love isn’t for everyone. What we had was bad, but love you, I did. If we could write another chapter, I’d leave it blank. Some friends weren’t meant to love.

20.) If I could hold your hand each night before I went to bed, if I held your curves gently and laid there breathing instead of sweating, if I knew how to kiss you with innocence instead of lust, if you weren’t beautiful in every angle and I wanted to frame that into my thoughts, if I was more heartfelt and more mature, if I knew how to handle candy with decisiveness and didn’t rot my teeth with your sweets, if I had less cracks and you didn’t slip into every single one, if I whispered instead of yelling, if I was a better lover…

I wouldn’t have to write any of this.
I’m sorry, I still love you.
I hope you don’t hate me,
best friend of mine.

—  20 reasons as to why you should fall in love with your best friend and… why you also shouldn’t.
Imagine Dean driving to your college to help you study for a final

Originally posted by marilynmay

You had known the Winchesters for your whole life, you were 10+ years younger then Sammy and currently sitting in your college dorm having the worst experience of your life, and only one man could help you. 

 "Hello you have reached Dream boat how may I help you?“ His voice echoed through the phone as you stared at your book, retaining none of the information it had to offer. 

"Yea, can you somehow teach me the basic terms of latin, along with ending and conjunctions?" 

"Darling we speak Latin for a living?" 

 "Yea well they don’t quite teach old lore spells in college… Can you help me or should I just call Sammy?" 

"Now sweetheart I know you didn’t just call for an over the phone latin tutor?” He knew… He always knew. 

“I am just in the middle of a melt down, like I am fine in every other class but I need this latin credit to graduate at the end of next year, and I am failing miserably. I thought it would be easy since we speak latin almost everyday. And it doesn’t help that [Roommate’s name] keeps locking me out of the room without my stuff to have sex with her boyfriend and then when I do try to study she calls him and talks so loudly. I feel like the whole world is just caving in and I just want to curl up in a ball and cry." 

"Ok, are you in your room now?” He asked, you could hear the jingle of keys in the background, “yes and thank God [RMN] left the room to go drink with her boyfriend." 

"Ok just sit tight, and whatever you do, Do Not curl up in a ball yet." 

 About an hour later you heard a faint knock at your door, you had listened to him, you stayed at your desk, just staring at the foreign language. You slowly got up and opened the gray door to reveal non other then Dean Winchester, standing at your door with two tubs of Ice Cream and a small bottle of wine, something he hated but knew you loved. 

"Dean what are you…" 

"I have come to help you study, now I know you have spoons and some mugs, so lets get started." 

"Sometimes Dean Winchester I just want to kiss you.” You smiled as you moved to let him in. 

“Well sadly you can’t, see I have this amazing, beautiful, intelligent girlfriend, who just happens to need me right now because she is struggling to hold it together." 

"Well you should go to her then, I am sure that I can handle this without you." 

"Yea but see, she is right here so sorry Babe but you are stuck with me.” He answered as he quickly stole a kiss before heading towards your mugs, “Cat or Fox?" 

 "Cat.” You answered taking a seat once again at your desk, “by chance do you…." 

"Wine first, then Latin.” He said handing you your cat mug, filled to the top with wine. 

 After three hours you finally kind of understood the language, you actually felt pretty good about the up coming final. By the time you both had finished the ice cream you had finished reviewing and now in your buzzed state you found yourself only wanting to sleep. 

“You look tired.” Dean said as though reading your mind, “wanna see if we can both fit in that silly small bed of yours?" 

You simply nodded your head and stood up, hoisting yourself onto the sheets and moving all the way over to the wall, as Dean climbed in after you, his arm finding its way around you as you laid in the light of your desk lamp. 

"Thank you by the way.” You whispered as you felt Dean lean back to shut it off, darkness now fully surrounding you.

 "For what?“ 

 "I don’t know any other man who would drive an hour to his girlfriend’s college just to keep her from having a mental episode with ice cream and wine." 

"Well what can I say, I am one of a kind.” You felt him smile into you, your eyes grew heavy as you whispered, “And that is why I love you." 

"I love you too.” Was the last thing you heard before falling asleep completely.

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THE DARK SIDE OF SHIRLEY TEMPLE

With everyone  flapping their arms and clucking their tongues about Woody Allen and what he may or may not have done to assorted adopted children, it seems a proper time to put things in some sort of historical perspective.  Not to draw any kind of conclusions about Allen’s innocence or guilt, but simply to remind ourselves what kind of culture we’ve created. To do this, let’s trace backwards through an interesting chain of connections.

In 1973, Thomas Pynchon published what is considered by many to be one of the greatest novels ever written, Gravity’s Rainbow. Now, among its myriad storylines and countless memorable scenes, one stands out among all the others as perhaps the most notorious. About halfway through the novel, we’re introduced to Bianca..

Without going into all the preceding narrative details, let’s just say Bianca is first described as “a knockout, alright, 11 or 12, dark and lovely…” She is in fact, if I am reading my contextual clues correctly, roughly 16, and makes her appearance during a drunken orgy scene aboard a yacht called the Anubis: “…{F}unseekers crowded eagerly around a cleared space where Bianca now stands pouting, her little red frock halfway up her slender thighs, with black lace petticoats peeping from beneath the hem…”

Urged on by her mother, Margherita, she sings “On the Good Ship Lollipop” to the horny crowd while performing a dead-on Shirley Temple impression. Her mother then demands she sing “Animal Crackers in My Soup.” Bianca refuses, and a reveler shouts “Super Animals in My Crack!”—a line which has stuck with me ever since.

What follows is a mother-daughter S&M performance for the crowd that’s disturbing, yes, but also hilariously over-the-top:

“Someone has provided Margherita with a steel ruler and an ebony Empire chair. She drags Bianca across her lap, pushing up frock and petticoats, yanking down white lace knickers. Beautiful, little girl buttocks rise like moons. The tender crevice tightens and relaxes, suspender straps shift and stretch as Bianca kicks her legs, silk stockings squeak together, erotic and audible now that the group has fallen silent and found the medium of touch, hands reaching out to breasts and crotches…”

The subsequent orgy, which essentially includes Shirley Temple, is really quite something.

Nitpicking academics and obsessives who concern themselves with such things to prove they’re smarter than you are  attribute the scene to Jules Siegel’s ex-wife, Chrissie, a friend of Pynchon’s back in the 1960s when Siegel and Chrissie were married. According to Siegel Chrissie and Pynchon ran off together. I can’t speak to the truth of any of that, or whether or not it in some way inspired the scene in question. What matters here is that Chrissie was apparently known for her pitch-perfect Shirley Temple impression.

In 1957, some 16 years prior to the publication of Gravity’s Rainbow, Mr. Pynchon took a course taught by Vladimir Nabokov while studying at Cornell. Two years earlier, Nabokov’s novel Lolita was first published in Paris. When it was finally released in the States, its portrayal of an older academic’s sexual obsession with the young Dolores “Lolita” Haze raised a bit of what you might call “a stir,”  To this day, nearly 60 years after its publication, despite being filmed twice and becoming such a part of the collective consciousness, the novel is still notorious and still regularly banned in certain circles. Funny thing is, when it was first released it was almost completely ignored. Nobody noticed or cared a whit about Lolita, and it might well have fizzled into quiet obscurity had Graham Greene not declared it one of the best novels of the year.

What makes that little literary tidbit at all interesting for our purposes here comes from a parenthetical note which appeared in a 2005 Village Voice article by Leland de la Durantaye concerning the difficulties Nabokov had getting the novel published and noticed:

“Greene exercised great influence, and some years earlier he had been sued by Shirley Temple’s parents and her studio for a review of Wee Willie Winkie in which he made reference to her ‘neat and well-developed rump.’”

Which finally brings us back to Shirley Temple proper, who died on February 10 at age 85. Nearly everyone who wrote a Temple obituary felt compelled to include some mention of her ability to raise the spirits of Americans suffering through the Great Depression. It seems, however, she may have raised a bit more than their spirits.

Two years before breaking it big with Little MIss Marker (1934), a then-four-year-old Temple got her start in the  Baby Burlesks series of comedy shorts. The shorts, produced by Educational Pictures, were designed to compete with the hugely popular “Our Gang” series. The difference here was instead of a cast of smart-alecky kids in childhood situations, the Baby Burlesks featured diaper-clad four and five year-olds playing adults in adult situations. Sometimes very adult situations. In Polly Tix in Washington (1933), Temple plays the titular Polly, a high-end prostitute who’s hired to convince a backwoods senator (also in diapers) to change his vote on the big upcoming castor oil bill. In that same year’s Kid ‘in’ Africa, she plays Madame Cradlebait. Just prior to that in Kid in Hollywood, she was a pee-wee Marlene Dietrich named, um, Morelegs Sweettrick. If you think those names were too clever and subtle for anyone to notice what was going on, in still another of the shorts a boy in diapers squeezes a cucumber, squirting out a white liquid which splots Temple in the face.

No, it was not her choice or decision to spend the first two years of her career feeding the fevered imaginations of child molesters by playing a four-year-old whore in diapers in a string of comedy shorts. The films were written and produced by adults with an eye on the bottom line, who sent them out to be enjoyed by millions of theater goers across the country. Today we watch these films with the same mix of horror and nausea many may now be experiencing when they go back to watch Woody Allen’s Manhattan.  At the time, however, nobody (including Temple’s parents) seemed to notice anything wrong or creepy about the Baby Burlesks. My only point being that though it may come out in different ways and be identified by different labels (“literature,” “art,” “low comedy”), as a nation we’ve always been a pretty creepy fucking bunch of perverts.

And it can all be traced back to that slutty little moppet, Shirley Temple.

by Jim Knipfel

OT5 Rant

OT5s continue to annoy me for various reasons. 1. Mentioning JYJ like personal PR managers in every TVXQ article, but not doing vice versa in JYJ articles then wondering why they get hate for it. Fact of the matter is, you are being annoying and not every TVXQ fan cares to know about JYJ. If people wanted to read/know about the three they can search for them. They don’t need you marketing them in the comments like annoying spammers. 2. Calling TVXQ, Homin. There is no group called homin in kpop or existance. TVXQ currently and since 2011 is Yunho&Changmin and will be for the foreseeable future. You can believe in the 5 until you are blue in the face, but reality is 2 are the active ones deal with it. 3. Comparing what SHINHWA did with what JYJ did. First of all i’m not even a Shinhwa fan and know why the sued SM. Their contracts lapsed, terms for some members weren’t favorable and they COLLECTIVELY didn’t renew. They sued for rights to use the name. Most importantly the ENTIRE group were honest with each other and stuck TOGETHER. The three sued for nullification and payment of dues, it isn’t an awful thing, but it is what it is. Difference, the group wasn’t unanimous in the choice to leave SM hence the break, and they didn’t sue for the TVXQ name -so please stop the comparisons it getting tired. 4. Their bias toward JYJ when it comes to songs they did as 5. When TVXQ sing them they throw a fit about how it should be 5 singing it and not two and they should leave them alone. But, when any of the three mention the name of a song or even sing a few lines they have an emotional breakdown of happiness like he’s conquered the world. TVXQ have every right to sing their songs now because, guess the hell what, they were there when they were 5 and still remain as 2. If they want to remix and reload their old albums they have a right to, throwing a fit because of your own personal feelings is on you not on them. Get with it, it’s 2013. 5. Assuming TVXQ want a reunion as much as you do. I don’t know Yunho or Changmin personally, but going off their interviews this year and years prior they mention a future with only the two of them and barely mention the others in passing. They did want a reunion when the lawsuit first happened and were vocal about it, but haven’t mentioned it lately. You can want a reunion, nothing wrong with that, but don’t push your wishes on the guys. If a reunion is meant to happen, it will happen otherwise its you pushing your opinion. 6. Assuming that the first thing Yunho and Changmin do when/if they leave SM, is search for the three and they will have a reunion singing their old songs!1!! The first part is debateable because I don’t know the guys personally, but I doubt it. Have a reunion singing their old songs? SM holds the rights to them and I doubt JYJ will be forking any money over to buy them, as they haven’t done it already. I suppose dreaming is allowed, but please this is more unrealistic than santa claus. 7. TVXQ can’t celebrate the 10th anniversary because it’s incomplete without the three. Are you serious? The only members that have been there for the FULL 10yrs is Yunho and Changmim. So if you want to wallow in the past about how it should be only 5, that’s your problem don’t make it seem like its any less relevant because the other 3, who chose to leave, aren’t there. Don’t dampen the celebration with your BS, it only makes you look ridiculous and petty. 8. Bringing JYJ banners or yelling their names during concerts. Are you kidding me?! How you can not see this as illogical and disrespectful is beyond me. Standing on the stage are two, current members are Yunho and Changmin. If you wanna OT5 your little heart out, do it on your bleeding blogs and respect the guys and the current fans who could care less about JYJ. 9. Assuming TVXQ don’t get paid. they don’t need to show you expensive things to prove they get paid. Warren frigging Buffet still owns a phone made in 2004 when smartphones exist, yet he’s one of the richest men around. 70% is what they make on overseas activity and concerts, they only have to split it two ways. $10mil, 2 ways… Yup definately making pennies. 10. ‘True cassies support all five’. I’m sorry who died and made you king. Cassies support TVXQ period who are currently two members. Support JYJ to your heart content, but don’t dictate your illusions of what TVXQ is and what a cassie is to others, its rude and obnoxious. Lastly, respect Changmin and Yunho decision to stay with SM and continue as TVXQ, just as you defend and respect JYJ decision to leave, doing otherwise would be hypocritical. S!B: I don’t have a tumblr, and twitter is brimming with them.