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rapha-reads · 1 year

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For the native country asks: 11, 12, 22~

(Thank you for providing me for a quick break in between essay writing! Love you)

11. favourite native writer/poet?

Oh boy. Do you have 4 hours? My favourite poem is "Il pleure dans mon cœur/ Comme il pleut sur la ville", but I appreciate more Paul Eluard's poems ("Sur mes refuges détruits / Sur mes phares écroulés / Sur les murs de mon ennui / J’écris ton nom / [...] Liberté").

In terms of narrative/prose writers... Oof. I have a BA in French Literature, AND I've been living mostly in libraries and bookshops since I was 5. So, um. I love French literature. The master writer of French kids of the 2000s is the regretted Pierre Bottero with his series "Ewilan" (a must read). Lately, as I am deep in essay writing about culture and stuff, I've been reading some Malraux, especially his 1966 speech that you can find here and that is absolutely amazing. Big fan of Alexandre Dumas and Théophile Gautier in the 19th century, Fred Vargas and Nancy Huston in the 21st, Eric Orsenna and Eric-Emmanuel Schmidt in the 20th... Don't have time to go in-depth too much right now, but anyone, do feel free to send me asks about French literature!

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

Ooooh, bad, bad. I generally prefer original versions of what I'm reading, and if I don't know the language, I'm very careful to look up what bilingual people say about the translation. Some time ago, in one of my literature class, we were talking about a French text, I don't remember which one, and the prof showed us the original text and then a translation (in Spanish), and oooow, the translation completely lost the point of the text, none of the lyricality of it had been transposed. (I am a snob when it comes to languages and literatures, I am well aware of that) Other than that, I don't read translated French writings in English, so I don't have anything else to say.

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

*snorts in French* Let's start with ashamed because oh boy have you been following French news lately? Macron is an asshole, the gouvernement is full of idiots, thieves, criminals and racist pieces of shits, society still has a problem with its colonial past (hello racism, hello xenophobia), and it's paradoxically very proud of its culture while being almost illiterate, the pretentiousness of French people, the hypocrisy...

But it's also a beautiful country that has made and still makes amazing creations, has a long history of humanism and intellectualism, a history of hospitality and fiery defence of its people and its values (without any irony and knowing well how horrible it was, I would have loved to live through the Révolution in 1789). Good food, good bread, good pâtisserie. Excellent literature and music. Beautiful landscapes. I hate France as much as I love it, but I would not go back to live there even if you pay me.

Send me another not-US ask and I'll do the Moroccan version!

#replies #skater110599 #native country asks #rapha talks #about france #i am such a snob in these answers i'm sorry it's this art critique dossier i'm writing it's corrupting my brain #send me asks and i'll do morocco next #thanks for dropping by!#love you lots tammy

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averagemangenjoyer · 1 year

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Reflections on returning to this platform

So... Here we are. Back to this site. It looks familiar but is different from how I remember it was when I was using it in high school, posting religiously about my favorite bands (namely the Strokes... during their almost decade long hiatus, of course) and reblogging screen caps of Ghibli movies. I don’t know how many years it has been, but I do know that I have made friends on here back then that I still talk to all these years later.

The world has changed so much since I was active on this site, on micro and macro level. I have survived high school, got a BA in English literature, and am currently working on an MS in library science with hopes of one day starting a career in archiving. I wonder if my younger self would be proud, or would just judge me hard for settling.

Maybe my younger self would be surprised I even made it to 25, since I used to believe I would not live past 20. My current self wants to hug that younger person and ask them to be less online, more focused on school, and a lot easier on their mom... “You don’t know when she will be taken away. But she is gone when you’re 23 and living through a global pandemic. This will change forever and I’m so sorry this is what the future holds. Please be kind to mama and be kind to yourself.”

I still really like music but my tastes. In fact, I have been collecting vinyl since 2013 (that year may have been my peak on this site) and I hope my younger self would think my collection I have so far is cool. Although, I’m not sure if that little teenage indie snob would be happy to learn that their favorite bands of 40-something-year men from New York City have been replaced by a 7-piece boy band from Seoul. Honestly, I wish I could go back in time and tell my younger self that my love for BTS is much more age-appropriate and way more fun/less pretentious.

All of these meandering thoughts are to say, I’m just happy to be back here in this corner of this internet where I can be free to geek out about the things I like. If you are reading this, this means you are a friend who I shared this blog with. Thanks for reading this. Thanks for your friendship. I hope we can continue to enjoy our shared interests together, online and hopefully offline too.

Your friend,

Joshlyn.

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you-are-so-much-better-than-that · 2 years

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boo stranger! it’s amazing how many of these questions i know the answer to already 😌 but i’m going to pick:

15, 39 (also your fav type of cake), 56

ok love you bye!

Omg it's like you're obsessed with me 🙄

Kidding I LOVE YOU! 😍😍

15) favourite book you read for a school assignment

Literally SO many. I fucking loved English class, obviously, and went on to study literature because I loved that class. I'll give you my top three?

1) Brave New World (gr 12)- like a more valid 1984. We are much closer to this world that Orwell's world in my opinion.

2) Alias Grace (3rd year uni) - reading a mystery novel but getting to be pretentious about it because it's Margaret Atwood. And I am...a giant snob..

3) Romeo and Juliet (grade 10, and literally every year since because I tutor high school kids sometimes) - this is my least favourite Shakespeare and I hated it when I read it, but I've come to appreciate it with age. I also love telling high school kids that the tragic heroes are not Romeo and Juliet but their parents.

39) lemon cake or lemon meringue (and fav cake)

I'm gonna go with lemon cake, only because I've never had lemon meringue, even though I've had the components. I've had lemon curd in a lemon cake with meringue on it, so maybe that! Favourite cake changes all the time! I love a good cheesecake. Not super dense, but fluffy, and not super sweet. I love a decadent a chocolate cake, especially if it had strawberries. And I loveeee a strawberry shortcake with good whipped cream.

56) favourite tradition

Oooo! I don't know! I love cooking certain foods for certain holidays. Like the traditional stuff I grew up with. Making traditional cookies on Christmas and Easter. I've also started new traditions. For Christmas every year I buy my sister and brother in law an ornament that's about something significant that happened to them that year. That's become fun to figure out.

Thanks for keeping me company my love!!

#ask me things!

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appalchianesque · 1 year

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First post

Hi Tumblypoos!

My name is Tate and I've decided to start a blog dedicated to my academic writing and shit like that. I wanted a place to publish publicly my writings because I'm an attention whore and also because what is the point of writing a bunch of pretentious academic shit without other people to read it and think you're stupid and/or argue with you? I wanted to start a wordpress, I think I'm going to still, but I'm way more familiar with tumblr.

As a mentally ill individual, I've been using tumblr since 2015. I haven't been on for a few years, but I'm back because this is a familiar environment and I know I can swear and basically say whatever I want because way worse has, and will, be said on here. As much as I would like to only be strictly feral here, I think I should have some type of decorum, so I will not be indulging on my personal life and shit talking those I hate, that I know personally. Public figures are fair game. As a tumblr veteran, most, if not all, of my personality and sense of humor are derived from this website, with that being said: I am 25, so essentially geriatric when it comes to the niche culture on here so if what I write comes across as buzzfeed millennial in any way I will be very insecure, and also probably book an appointment to have myself put down. Unfortunately, this is my inner monologue and I fear it may be too late anyway.

I'm very slowly pursuing history and english literature degrees, I think they're fun (hence the hobby blog) and wanted to go to school for something I thought was fun. I'd like to go back for human resource management and tourism and hospitality. I can defer my loans longer :) and I think I would have a wider range of job opportunities in more interesting places. I love Appalachia, which is why my blog theme is centered on that region, the user name, my literal living identity, etc. etc., but I don't want to never not leave, and I would have a better appreciation of it when I come back.

I live very close to the midwest, so in driving through (to buy my weed in Michigan (which I smoke all in Michigan before going home)) I like to compare and contrast the differences between where I live, and how people in .. Ohio .. live, the differences between western and Eastern Pennsylvania, architectural variation across the East Coast. Shit like that. Its all very niche and localized because I've never been anywhere else, and I don't frankly care that much about the cultures of the rest of the US like I do the Midwest, Appalachia & Southern states. They're important, they do have influence on these regions, obviously, and I will give credit where its due but I'm not here for them.

My mother's family is from Ohio. This portion of my family derives from Ireland, Germany, and Czech/Slovak regions. My father's family is Italian. These things are a part of why I do what I do, I think its important to the hard work and perseverance of all of my blue collar family members and what they did to get me where I am today. With the way the US is set up, after a certain point, those cultures were diminished and erased, I know nothing about any of them and so I hope that in this way I will be able to better know and understand what they went through, and who they were.

Furthermore, I love food, clothing, and cultural trends. I firmly believe I can sus out someone's vibe by the shoes they're wearing, and I think that its something that comes with practice, experience and observation. I'm a restaurant industry person, and a food person in general. I'm working on a West Virginian themed cook book, that I can start on again when the spring rolls around because there will be edible things out and about. Not animals, I'm not killing animals. So anticipate recipes and shit like that. I am also a movie snob in the worst way possible, I believe every movie I like and them all together is the best movie curation ever, and those that I don't like are bad for good reason. This is, obviously, not true, but its fun to feel like it is and I'm not ashamed to admit that.

I overuse commas, and I will not apologize or adjust to that. They make sense to me in my head and I am the most important person to me, especially here.

Love u tumblypoos xoxo

Tate :) <3

#culture #fashion #food #clothes #appalachia #west virginia #pennsylvania #ohio #kentucky #mississippi #virginia #north carolina #maryland #michigan #illinois

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wroteonedad · 2 years

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Indelicacy - Amina Cain review

it is the midst of a heatwave in england. i have blown my weekly paycheck on a collection of cds, despite not owning a cd player to play said cds on. i am sitting on my balcony on a hot, muggy evening. i am sipping iced tea and listening to my designated playlist and i decide to finish the book, a book i've had to start reading for the second time bc i put it down for so long that i forgot what even happened in the story. i restarted the book and finished reading it within the same week, a new record for me. the book itself is just over 150 pages and a new chapter starts on every page, so it is not exactly a book that is super long and requires my whole brain to think about what is happening all the time. this book is indelicacy by Amina Cain. i must have picked up this book about a year ago, i was doing that thing where i told myself if i pick up a book and buy it then it will get me back into reading and i'll be reading all the time, it didn't, i'm slow. and i'm also a little bit of a snob for buying books, if the cover doesn't look aesthetically pleasing then i simply will not buy the book. i'm also a sucker for any book where the blurb mentions a pretentious snotty woman living in the city who likes art. this book follows the narrative of said snotty rich woman in the city who used to work in a gallery, moves in with her new rich husband, got to quit her job, has a live in maid and spends all her time writing reviews and mini stories on pieces of art that she sees in a gallery. until she stumbles on a new hyperfixation and decides to write about something different.

i enjoyed the mystery of this book. not because the book itself was a mystery, but the main character of the book is the mystery. the whole book reminds me of a young woman trying to figure out who she is and where she wants to be. she tells her story through the people she befriends, the husband she hates and the house maid she hates even more.

i feel like it encompasses the events that happen and the things the main protagonist sees around her, but in real time. it is reflective of how a human doesn't remember every single thing that happens in a day, but she mentions the key events she lived through and documented how it was. and it just feels very,,, real for that. she speaks of positives, of negatives, of leaving her job, her favourite memory sharing a drink with her friend in a bar and holidays. all small joys she reflects back on. she is such a mystery that you only learn her name within the last 40 pages of the book, where the story hits its climax. as soon as the reader finds out what her name is, it is like she has finally figured out who she is and what she wants out of her life. the entire vibe, maybe vibe isn't the best way to describe it, but the vibe and the pace of the story changes. so many events unfold in such a short section of the book that it becomes impossible to put the book down. i was left turning the page anticipating for what was going to come next. i don't get that very often, and i was grateful to finally feel that connection and way with the book.

the work is a perfectly generic and also easy feminist story. there is no difficult theme to follow and you don't typically have to read between the lines to figure out what the narrative is about. the story keeps it short and sweet, while being straight to the point and punchy. if you are someone who is new to modern feminist literature, then i could not recommend this book more. it is a perfect little read for when you're a little confused with the world and you don't know what you want. a perfect little read for when you need to distract yourself from the hot sticky heatwave happening at the moment. i'm not sure about everyone else, but there is nothing better than reading a chapter of a book and the author is going into great detail about the winter weather and how cold and dark everything is, it takes my mind away from the fact that it's hot and sticky, even if just for a little while.

#amina cain #book club #books #feminism #feminst literature #literature #review #art

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destinyesque · 3 years

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I know people rag on Shakespeare a lot bc he’s taught in every high school english class, but like, honestly? He doesn’t miss. Every Shakespeare play kicks ass. Like, Hamlet? Fucks. Othello? Fucks. Twelfth Night? Fucks. Also gender vibes. Macbeth? Fucks. Midsummer Night’s dream? Absolutely fucks. both literally and metaphorically. The only play of his i don’t love is romeo and juliet and that’s just personal preference.

#shakespeare #listen im an english major im legally obligated to like shapespeare #that doesn't mean he isnt good tho #honestly for me the only play that even kind of compares is doctor faustus.#am i a pretentious literature snob?#maybe #but i can't not speak the truth

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insomniac-arrest · 3 years

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Have you read piranesi? It’s a pretty new book but I think you’d like it based on your writing style :)

You know, I’ve looked at it, and I am interested, but a bit hesitant. Susanna Clarke also wrote Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell which I’ve heard is excellent and I’ve also been a bit interested in. However, the later also looked SO LONG and very LITERARY. So I am cautious about approaching this author. That isn’t to say I won’t fuck with literary writing. I adored “On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous” by Ocean Vuong and one can argue one of the major appeal of “The Broken Earth Trilogy” by NK Jemisin, which is my favorite book series bar none, is that it combines literary writing with a high fantasy setting.

That being said . . . I am very hesitant around a lot of other literary fiction because it often reads like an intelligence wank-fest. I just finished “The Goldfinch” by Donna Tartt and it was so confusing because I was like: This is Good Writing? This is it? This is what people call the top of the pile? If I wanted to hear about a young man suffering, drinking excessively, and doing drugs I’d just talk to my brother, thanks.

I have similar feelings toward “The Nightingale” by Kristin Hannah. I don’t like historical fiction in general, but this one especially annoyed me because she just fit in every possible bad thing that could happen to two people. You KNOW this bitch wants you to cry and doesn’t care for realism. She wants to paint this picture of endless suffering. (Isn’t this sad? Isn’t it sad it happened? BUT IT DIDN’T HAPPEN THAT WAY). You all know I am a firm believer that life is suffering. That being said, suffering is not loud, and this kind of suffering-porn that is LOUD and voyeuristic takes away my suspension of disbelief.

This makes me sound like some sort of anti-literary snob or something, and I’m not above pretentiousness. My sins are numerous and this is all just my weird tastes. You know I fuck with Russian literature, but in my defense those cold bastards know about suffering (is that a weird compliment? I don’t mean it in a weird way. Russian literary tradition just connects with me. It’s good).

Anyway, this is just a very long-winded way of saying that I am slowly approaching Piranesi with my eyes narrowed. I’ve opened the door a crack. The premise alone is going “pspspspsps” at me but English authors have tricked me before into reading their page-wank, so we’ll see.

#that being said my tbr is Take a Hint #Dani Brown #The Goblin Emperor #Legendborn #Jade City #You Should See Me in Crown #and more! there are a lot of books I want to read #asks #pitaiya

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cherryblossom-chopper · 2 years

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hai can i ask for a matchup? i use he/xe pronouns and i don’t have a huge preference in partners, but i tend to date men. i’m an enfp but i’m also a melancholic. i’m a huge nerd of a variety of things, from martial arts to classic literature! i especially am fascinated with wushu and wingchun, two different schools of king fu. i feel like my tastes in literature are only juvenile and pretentious.. if i’m not reading milton, i’m rereading percy jackson for the nth time. i’m a virgo- speaking of- i like astrology quite a bit. i’m not really good at it, but it’s a hobby that i have for fun, trying to figure out what someone’s sign is, or reading someone’s charts! my favorite kind of animal is a snake, but i also love bugs a whole lot!! my favorites are spiders/tarantulas, dung beetles, and insects! (ladybugs are kinda overrated tho)

I ship you with Kiku

No one- I mean no one- can convince me that Kiku isn't a poetry snob. Well, snob might not be the right word, but to me, she seems like the time to care about literature. So I'm sure you could bond over the classics.

Maybe the two of you could also spar a bit. I think Kiku would go easy on you at first; you are her beloved after all. She wouldn't want to hurt you, but Kiku would go all out in your matches if you insisted.

I'm foreseeing adorable library dates. The ones where you pick out books for each other and then go get coffee or tea afterward.

Relationship Trope: Friends to Lovers

#cherryblossom chopper #one picce match ups #december match ups #one piece

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phoenixwrites · 6 years

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Re: the message about people misinterpreting Lewis, digging that shade at Pullman. He's always so snotty about his interpretation of Lewis. One of my friends actually got to talk to him about it once and he was so ridiculous and high and mighty about it. D r a g h i m.

I am trying SO HARD to be nice about Pullman because I know a bunch of my followers love him. And His Dark Materials. For some reason. And he has some literary criticism that is pretty good and I love his fairy tale collection.

But the C.S. Lewis thing will ALWAYS be the line I can’t cross into enjoying him as a writer.

I get the Susan criticism. Considering I’ve been ranting about the abundant misinterpretations that abound the interwebs for the past nine years or so, at this point, it is impossible not to understand WHY people perceive (however wrongly) her fate as sexist. (They are wrong but I get it.) But it’s really the OTHER crap Pullman talks about Lewis that riles me up. How he presents “His Dark Materials” as the anti-Narnia…like seriously, fuck you, man. What kind of pretentious ass bullshit is that? Rowling was disturbed by Susan, but she acknowledged gratitude for how Lewis transformed the genre–paralleling Harry walking through the barrier of 9 ¾ with Lucy entering the wardrobe. Gaiman wrote an unpleasant short story about Susan, but still acknowledged his debt to Lewis and wrote a really beautiful speech that tributes him.

He complains about the worldview in the Narnian books, saying they take for granted misogyny, racism, and conservatism. Disagree. Hard disagree. Furthermore, expecting an Oxfordian don from the 1930s-1950s to be at the level of progressivism that permeates the academic world now is stupid. This is isn’t to say you can’t find traces of misogyny and racism in his fiction–it’s there. But I don’t agree at all that it’s in Narnia. Narnia is probably the most progressive of his works. Honestly, it feels like Pullman’s main problem with Narnia is the religious overtones. Boo fucking hoo. Grow up. Get over it. The whole of English literature is rife with religious overtones, symbolism, themes much more blatant than Lewis’ fantasy world and if you’re going to call yourself an academic, you better get over it. You don’t have to share the worldview, but you need to appreciate what it’s doing and why it’s making a cultural impact.

I recognize Pullman is smarter than me and has more degrees and more experience in the academic literary world but I do not care and I will be ranting about his attitude towards Narnia till kingdom come. You don’t have to LIKE Narnia, that’s fine, but stop acting like an elitist snob who is just so much wiser than the rest of us religious peasants for disdaining the series. And your friend proves my point. I feel like I could have a productive discussion with Gaiman and Rowling about their feelings on Susan. (I have been involved in a highly embarrassing Twitter interaction with Gaiman and once Gaiman liked a Tumblr post of mine where I talked about his short story of Susan and how I understand him resolving his conflicted feelings on her through writing so I feel like he and I are good on the subject). I do not feel like I could have a productive discussion with Pullman about it.

Most of Pullman’s knowledge of Lewis personally and professionally comes from a truly heinous AND FUCKING INACCURATE biography by A.N. Wilson. This biography is one of the worst accounts of Lewis’ life you will ever read. I have thrown it across my room MANY TIMES. If you want a good, fair, and honest representation of C.S. Lewis, for the love of all that is good and holy, read Alister McGrath’s biography. He does not elaborate, he does not romanticize, he is completely fair. A.N. Wilson is the Rita Skeeter of biographers.

Like if we want to critique C.S. Lewis, step into my office, I’m happy to discuss my love, criticism, and problems for and with C.S. Lewis any day of the week. I have written many papers on the subject. I researched at the Bodleian Library in Oxford for precisely this reason. But I don’t think Pullman can do that fairly or objectively.

#sporklift #C.S. Lewis #The Chronicles of Narnia #I won't rant she thought #and then she ranted #you guys should know better by now not to get me started on this #there's a reason I don't go in the Susan Pevensie or Narnia tag #because it always makes me mad #Tumblr is wrong about everything #ARGH #I will not tag Neil Gaiman because if he likes another post of mine I will have a heart attack AND DIE #you know he's out there #watching #waiting #to send me into an early grave

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axther · 4 years

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hi, can i get a matchup? i’m a 5’6” pansexual female with a preference for dudes. i have short brown hair and green eyes and usually wear mostly black with splashes of color. i’m into literature, art, music, and put lots of effort into school. i’m a little cold with people i don’t know and people i flat out don’t like, but once you know me i’m super nice and love physical contact. humor is my top way to get to know somebody. i’m also super committal and love meaningful relationships. thank you!

Hi just so you know,

I would die for you

Your matchup was labelled ‘my fav dumbass now 😤’

I would die for you

I did make a bit of a backstory for you so I hope that isn’t too weird??? I am so sorry

I would die for you

I completely and utterly projected in this matchup so I am so sorry if it seems weird or something

#1 is...Iida!

Y’all met probably because you intimidated the rest of the class, to be honest

You were a transfer into 1-A

And you just stuck by yourself

There was no generous attempt to befriend anyone, per se.

You would hello, how are you, and then focus on your studies

And Iida, as class president, takes it upon himself to make sure you feel welcome!!

He noticed that while people were relatively polite, no one made any serious effort to befriend you

So one day he walked up and introduced himself!

’Hello there! I am Iida Tenya, the class president! I have noticed that no one has truly attempted to welcome! Allow me to apologise, and be the first!’

You look up from your Japanese, give a small, fake smile, say ‘thanks’ and then look back down

Iida’s a bit taken aback, but this is just a challenge for the class pres!!

He gets a lot more serious about it, and ends up accidentally tailing you

Like whenever he sees you he goes ‘!!’ and zooms on over!!

You gradually warm up to him, and he’s just ‘!!’ but ten times more

He’s genuinely surprised by how gentle you are

He figured that while you were going to be nice, that you would still be a bit cold

But no

He does his best to make you laugh

And laugh you do

It’s not boisterous or loud

Nor is it quiet and dainty

It’s a strange mix that’s so completely you that it swallows him whole

Time stops

He feels his chest swell and all he can do is stare

There’s a soft smile on your face and a hand to cover it

But he’s in awe

It’s like he found the meaning of life, and all he wants to do is keep it by his side

Look up ‘What Falling In Love Feels Like Part 2’ on Soundcloud

That’s what it felt like

#2 is...Momo!

You two were childhood friends

And she loved you for as long as she could remember

Your parents met because they were part of the hero/CEO elite

And all she saw was a little girl who was alone

She walked up to you and asked your name, but you didn’t know Japanese

So she insisted on staying by your side

She would pick up English and talk to you

And when you went back to America she begged her parents to let her facetime you

And you two would facetime every American night at nine and Japanese Morning at ten.

Until one morning/day, you tell her the news.

Your father wanted to move to Japan so that way you could go to U.A.

And she literally yelled for joy

She had fallen in love with you years before then

And the last she had seen you was the first time you two had met

She began babbling about you to all of her classmates

Until one-day Bakugou howled at her to shut up, and she went bright red and clamped her mouth shut

Immediately all the other girls are on his ass but this doesn’t undo the damage

She begins wondering if she’s annoying, if you like her at all, if she’s overthinking these things

And the next morning you pick up on it

And she explains it

And you go off

You tell her just how much you think she’s amazing, and by the end of it, she’s crying.

She’s so close to telling you how she feels

Whenever Momo sees you, she feels like she wants to die

It’s a feeling of bliss and sorrow, like the world’s worst and most addicting cocktail

She wants to watch the sunset with you and kiss you

She wants to be your hero, for you to be proud and to call her after a villain attack to check in to make sure that she’s okay.

She wants to grow old with you and die before you, just wanting to not have to mourn losing you

She wants you, all of you and everything that comes with it

The love and the giggles and the sleepy morning kisses��

The wailing and the fights about each other’s safety and the late nights crying into each other’s arms

But she doesn’t

She’s scared

There are some people that cling to the ideals of the pre-quirk era, that two women shouldn’t fall in love

And though they aren’t many

She’s scared

She doesn’t know how her parents would react

How your father would react

How you, most of all, would react

So she bottles it up and just says that she loves you, but as a friend

And when you see her in the airport, she feels that feeling again

That feeling of wanting to die.

#3 is...Todoroki!

You two were rivals

I know that doesn’t sound the most romantic

But you two started out because you had the same personalities, same goals, same motivators

And you hated each other

You thought he was an emo sad-boy who couldn’t handle some responsibility

He thought you were a pretentious, stuck-up snob who only cared about herself

Initially, Todoroki kept his participation in class to a normal minimum

But when you appeared, you started showing up everybody

You even moved faster than Midoriya to answer a question, and that was saying something

So it kind of pisses Todoroki off

He sees it as disrespect, that you wouldn’t let anyone else get a word in otherwise

He suddenly starts answering so many more questions

The entire class sees the rivalry, and while they watch with interest, Aizawa takes it into his own hands

He has you two answer equal amounts of questions, equal amounts of homework, equal training, to the point where you two have the exact same answers and grades

And one day

He has a test

And this is a test the rest of the class is completely aware of, that one of you two would fail and that would be the end of it

So then Aizawa asks a hypothetical question

‘A fellow hero is wounded, grievously. A civilian is directly in the path of a villain. Who do you save?’

Todoroki, off the bat, answers with the civilian.

His logic is that the hero knew what they signed up for. Sure, it’s a tragedy, but it’s one that would happen to anyone else. The civilian doesn’t have any defence or logic to die.

But you respond with both.

‘You can’t save both, Y/N.’ Aizawa says, almost regretfully. You had failed the test.

‘No, I can.’ You insist. The class stops muttering and watches as you stand at your desk.

‘The only limitations that the human race has are ones that it imposes upon itself, as according to Emerson. It is entirely possible to save both.’

Todoroki stares. Aizawa continues.

‘How?’

‘The hero is no in the path of immediate danger besides time. The civilian is retrieved, first. With enough speed, you could get both and get them to safety.’ You look over at Todoroki out of the corner of your eye. ‘Only the weak would save one.’

The class is dumbstruck as you full-on glare at Todoroki, before sitting down with a huff.

He can’t even feel angry at the diss. You were right.

You had passed the test.

Over time, Todoroki starts realising that you weren’t as bad as he had thought.

He starts looking at you a bit differently

He found out that as a child, your father and mother had been pro-heroes.

But when you were still young, your mother died during an attack. Your father fell out of favour with the people for a variety of reasons, so now he wanted you to become a hero

Almost to avenge your mother

Suddenly, it hits him.

You were just like him.

You were forced into this life, with the same burdens as him.

He realised it in the hallway between class.

You were talking with another student about your father and how he’s doing his best not to be pushy, but he accidentally went too far with training and pulled a muscle

But you didn’t have the time to actually let it heal so you let Recovery Girl kiss it better and then ignored her warnings about not taking it too far

You expressed to your friend about how you didn’t want to do this. You wanted a better life.

You wanted a better life

His shoulders drop. He feels a strange mix of euphoria, grief, and overwhelming sadness.

He doesn’t even realise that he’s crying until Midoriya sees it and begins fretting over him

And then he makes it his goal to let you know that you aren’t alone

That the whole rivalry was stupid and that he regrets it

He wants to be there for you

He wants to help you.

#matchups #this gave me the big sad #you can tell bc there are no emojis lmao

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annashipper · 7 years

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Ophie Hunter: the exclusive second lost interview

Interviewer: 3 years of complete silence and now 2 interviews in 2 weeks…

Rachel: For the record, I want it to be perfectly clear that it was not my idea to give this second interview so soon after the first one. I do not need to remind anyone, that I am a shy and private person, who strongly dislikes the spotlight and abhors self-promotion. You can’t even begin to imagine, how difficult it is for someone like me to come forward and be the center of attention again but I was strongly persuaded to do it.

Int: You were? By whom?

Ophie: I will name no names. It is sufficient to say that I received an angry and extremely menacing phone call from a well-known American film producer and film studio executive (he and his brother have been co-chairmen of their own production company, since 2005) you can call him Mr. W. Mr. W. shouted at me over the phone that in my previous interview I came off as “a self-important snob boasting of her refined tastes and worldliness through language” . I strongly disagree but he was most persistent, that I should retract the statements I made in my previous interview and clean my image.

Int: What was your immediate reaction to his phone call?

Ophie: The avant-garde artist in me immediately saw the potential opera and theatrical narrative of the individual in that phone call and created a moodboard which included the images of the 1781 oil painting “The Nightmare” by the Anglo- Swiss artist Henry Fuseli, and the bloody horse-head scene from the 1972 American crime film “The Godfather” directed by Francis Ford Coppola (based on Mario Puzo’s best-selling novel with the same name). The whole concept of a ‘mafia theatrical opera’ came to me as a vision and inspired what will be a wonderful work for the operatic stage. I will be seeking to develop a new kind of theatrical event reflecting and profoundly questioning the actualities of my way of looking at the world.

Int: Some people also accused you of being pretentious. Do you think there was some truth in those claims?

Rachel: Pretentious, moi? Don’t be ridiculous. Conflating “foreign”, “artistic”, “intelectual” with “pretence” as you do in the working classes is disquietingly parochial.

Int: Do you care to elaborate on that?

Rachel: People are always suspicious of the unconventional. Experimental literature, avant-garde performances, modernist art, or fashion design are only pretentious for you low and middle classes! I have never pursued these interests out of affectation! I have an art school degree and decades of experience as an Actress/Opera Director/Playwriter/Avant-Garde Artist/Model-Fashionista/Producer extraordinaire working in the field of Contemporary Art/Indie and Mainstream Cinema/Experimental Theater/Fashion/Opera, so you could say I’ve spent a life embedded in pretension. But you would be wrong.

Int: How is that?

Rachel: I am just one of the crowd really! I get on with my staff (when they do their jobs properly). My sense of sense of humour is very appreciated (amongst people who I have on payroll). I smile a lot and even genuinely (for the paparazzi). I have friends who can vouch just how my salt-of-the-earth credentials are. I am a very likable and emphatic person who is also involved in Charities.

Int: What Charities?

Rachel: I do not like to brag but I am most commited to help people to fulfill their hopes and dreams. Particularly my close relatives and friends because as mother says 'Charity begins at home’. Naturally, I understand the overriding demands of taking care of one’s family, before caring for others and I have dozens of close relatives, and friends - each one with his/her own ambitions, dreams- and as God is my witness, I will not rest until Bob helps each and everyone of them to find their way, their ambition and their success in this world!

Int: What were the other reactions to your first interview?

Ophie: As soon as the interview was out I received hundreds of notifications on my phone. Naturally I assumed that the interview had gone viral and I was receiving congratulations and accolades, instead you can imagine my surprise when all I got was worried and stressed messages from my interns reporting to me that I was receiving all sorts of negative reactions on social media. Among other surprising and unfair things, people were accusing me, ME of being a Diva that was putting on airs and graces.

Inter: How did you react to those accusations?

Ophie: I was very upset, obviously! I’ve never done one diva-ish thing in my life. Not a single one! I had a temper-tantrum, then calmed down, collected myself, flipped my hair and proceeded in firing all the members of my in-house staff- who were responsible for managing my online reputation and I left the stage, I mean the meeting room!

Int: You fired everybody? Wasn’t that a bit extreme?

Rachel: No it really wasn’t. My intern’s job’s descriptions were perfectly clear since day one: manage my name domain online, establish a clear, fleshed-out presence on multiple social networking sites, post to each of them at least once a week, blurr my husband’s face in all the photos where I, a celebrity in my own right, was endorsing high profile brands and products such as designer shoes and jewelry, fashion clothes and accessories- while simultaneously tagging his name in order to lure in his fandom, and most importantly keep monitoring the web (particularly the hateful so-called “Skeptics” blogs) for any unflattering photos or mentions of me. If they did find something negative or unflattering, they had clear orders to do everything in their power to bury them with positive content. They failed on all accounts.

Int: What happened next?

Ophie: My Media Team Management which included my Reputation Manager, my Press representative, my Public relations publicist, my Special publicity consultant, my Unit publicist and my Media Agent resigned in block allegedly because they were “extremely frustrated with me and particularly my perceived interference in the team’s affairs”. The truth was that they promised to make my preferred online profile float to the top of search results in order to boost my personal or corporate brand and instead due to their collective incompetence they failed to achieve my stated target of securing me a place in the Top Celebrities League.

Int: Did you feel people misunderstood you?

Rachel: Yes of course. I want people to understand- because Mr. W. was most insistent about this specific point- that I care hugely about my role. I care hugely about Bob. I care hugely about SM. I think Sunny March is a fantastic organisation full of people who just want to make a difference. I want people to know that I want to be a tool to Bob, SM and Mr. W- if they really enable me and my people to make a real difference in Bob’s career. I want Mr. W to know that I am extremly commited to help him on this long-term agenda, because I think that this is the opportunity of a life time, and I think I’ll probably look back over the last three years and say, that we helped each other a lot.

Int: Do you intend to give any more interviews in future?

WHM: In the immortal words of mother: Watch this space! You never know.

Int: Thank you Ophie!

Ophie: That’s Mrs. Cumberbatch for you! C-U-M-B-E-R-B-A-T-C-H

# cumber*atch # benedic*cumber*atch # lovingwifey # realcouplesarereal # realfamilies # ben*phie4eva # ijustwanttobefamous # 17yearsgoingon2weeksandcounting #hopeitlasts

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Anna: After reading the above submission, I feel the need to be very clear:

This is not a real interview by Sophie Hunter. I repeat. NOT a real interview.

I just feel it’s imperative I make the distinction, because the snarky Anon who’s getting these imaginary exclusives has managed to capture Weirdo’s spirit so well, I half expect excerpts from it to end up on SHC as quotes. Having said that, the interns who run SHC haven’t posted anything since the 4th of March, so perhaps I don’t need to be as vigilant...

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Can you explain to me what the whole bellarke vindication thing is I feel like im missing something

If you missed it, then good for you. It’s not about the show, it’s about shipwars.

For me it’s kind of personal because I’ve been attacked multiple times in the CL fandom for being all sorts of things for analyzing the story the way I have. We, the Bellarke fandom have been accused of being delusional, heteronormative and lesbophobic for shipping our imaginary, platonic hetero crackship.

Aside from being slandered as a lesbophobe across the internet, when I do my literary analysis, based in my years of study as a writer, lit major, and english teacher, they call me, personally, delusional, crazy, drunk, alcoholic, obsessed and “the devil.” I’ve been told there’s no way I can understand the story without the writers telling me, directly, what it means. I’ve been told that their interpretations are the objective truth, clearly, while mine are all lesbophobic bias. I’ve been told that looking at literary techniques like symbolism and archetypes and allusions was actually me “tripping.” I’ve also been told I was pretentious, a snob, a know it all, full of myself etc for saying that people were wrong to call Lxa the hero because the heroes of the show were Clarke and Bellamy. Every time I’ve tried to point to the canon evidence to defend my position, I personally get dragged through the muck so they can invalidate my theories. And no one questions these personal, ad hominem attacks. They take them as truth so they can ignore every bit of evidence that doesn’t support their interpretations.

So basically, my integrity as a professional, my character as a human, and the very validity of my career and study (literature, storytelling and analysis) have all been thrown into question by this fandom. It happened across the fandom, to many, if not all, Bellarke shippers, but I was a personal target of very popular CL blogs, and they came after me like a pack of hyenas.

So here it is, we’re getting proof from the script that we were correct in interpreting Bellarke as romantic, not delusional at all but accurately interpreting the narrative and cinematic clues. It isn’t even giving anything new to prove that Bellarke is romantic, it is simply reinforcing the exact interpretation that we have ALWAYS had.

What it does do is prove that we are not delusional, I am not crazy, The 100 actually IS doing it on purpose, Bellarke HAS been happening since season 1, just exactly like we’ve been saying.

We’re still just as right as we were before that script leaked.

It’s just now we are vindicated in the face of all those who have been questioning our very right to have an opinion.

We are not delusional.

Bellarke are not platonic.

And the CLs were wrong.

Vindication.

#the 100 fandom #fandom wank #vindication #in defense of me #it's personal at this point and i am very salty

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waynebomberger · 5 years

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What A Long Staid Trip It's Been...

Last week, following the revelation that I am riding a new road bike, I received a fresh wave of accusations that I had sold out, or "jumped the shark" (presumably from people still accessing the Internet via dial-up modem and AOL given the hoariness of the expression), or other hackneyed phrases denoting the forfeiture of integrity. While my addressing these comments may seem defensive, I can assure you that I delight in the irony. Granted, by some measures I live a sumptuous lifestyle: hot and cold running water, streaming television, and a wide variety of savory Trader Joe's snacks available to me at any given time. Nevertheless, most of us have a fairly specific image in our minds when we imagine what "selling out" looks like, and I'm fairly confident in assuring you that this ain't it. Of course, as I've mentioned before, people have accused me of selling out for nearly as long as I've been typing this blog. At this moment I don't have the time or the energy to find the first instance of it, but certainly when I announced my then-new Bicycling column in 2009 the pronouncements came fastly and furiously: Anonymous said... Did any of you podium twits read the column? He called you assholes and told you to suck his balls while he collect$ from glossy magazines. MARCH 19, 2009 AT 1:09 PM AshevilleMountainBikeRacing said... Jeez. You could have at least gone with a real bicycling magazine, instead of this "Bicycling" magazine which from my perspective has nothing to do with bicycling whatsoever. I'm going to the bathroom to vomit, now. MARCH 19, 2009 AT 1:12 PM carlos said... The shark has been jumped!!! MARCH 19, 2009 AT 1:12 PM Yes, the shark had been jumped, and the passive voice had been employed! It all seems so quaint now. By the way, looking back at that post, I particularly enjoyed this quote from the Bicycling press release: “After months of begging,’” says Mooney, “BikeSnobNYC finally agreed to bring his unparalleled wit and sense of style to the readers of Bicycling.”

That is so not how it happened at all. Anyway, I'm especially enjoying this latest round of derision since it gives me an excuse to explore my favorite subject, which is myself. More specifically, it raises what is for me a compelling question: while present-day me is certain he has not sold out, what would the idealistic long-time-ago me think? In other words, if 30 years ago I could see myself right now, would I pass muster in the eyes of a teenager who held anything mainstream in utter contempt? By way of illustration, here is 30-years-ago-me:

(Photo: Danny Weiss)

I'll allow there's a case to be made that I'd already sold out by wearing a Danzig shirt, and I'm pretty sure that's also a Swatch on my wrist, but I ask that I be judged in the context of the times. Obviously the simplest way of determining whether or not someone is a sellout is analyzing how they earn their livelihood, so in an act of unprecedented disclosure I'm going to go through my entire resume, starting with my very first paying job:

BSNYC/RTMS/Tan Tenovo Professional Resume and/or Curriculum Vitae

16 Years Old Or Thereabouts: Stockboy At a Neighborhood Drugstore

Proprietor let me go after a couple weeks. He claimed he needed someone with a drivers license to make deliveries, the real reason was probably that I was incompetent. Sellout Status? Not yet, because it was an independently-owned business and not like a CVS or something.

16 Years Old, Through High School, and On And Off Through College When I Was Home For Vacations Or Whatever: Stockboy/Cashier/Schlepper/Delivery Boy/Taker Of Abuse At a Neighborhood Hardware Store

I hated every waking moment of this job but I learned a lot about life, people, and, for awhile anyway, hardware. (Though I've since expunged it all from my brain.)

Sellout Status? I suppose working at a job you hate is a kind of selling out, but I always knew I wouldn't be doing it forever, and also it was an independently-owned business. Plus, hardware is like totally blue collar, even if half the customers were buying Weber barbecue grills and filters for their expensive central air conditioning systems.

17-21 Years Old: SUNY Albany Art Gallery Assistant

My work-study job in college was helping out at the art gallery. Mostly this involved sitting at a desk doing nothing but occasionally I'd bring my hardware store skills to bear by painting a panel or hanging some art.

Sellout Status? Oh come on.

20-21 Or Thereabouts: Intern/Assistant At a Book Publishing House

Towards the end of college I got it into my head I wanted to work in book publishing, so I started interning at a pretentious small press (I realize that's redundant, all small presses are pretentious) in SoHo. The other interns were all Barnard students who had absolutely no interest in being there, which was great for me because it created the impression that I had a work ethic. I worked for free but eventually they started paying me and after I graduated they helped me get a real job.

Sellout Status? Scrappy SUNY student stealing low-paying job from apathetic Ivy Leaguers? That is a blow for the proletariat! (If by "proletariat" you mean suburban English majors.)

21 to 23 or 24 Or Thereabouts: Assistant At a Book Publishing House

This was my first "real" job, and it was at one of the big publishing houses. Once again, the fact that most of my work peers had come from fancy private schools and were fairly unmotivated created the illusion I was a highly driven go-getter. However, once it became clear I'd actually have to work hard in order to succeed, I left under the guise of "finding myself" or something.

Sellout Status? I mean sure, it was a big company, but it was a big company that publishes books, not a pharmaceutical company that gets people hooked on opioids.

24-Ish I Guess: Bike Messenger, then Assistant to Film Director

I'm lumping these together because I think the total time I spent at both jobs was only like a year, and in a way they were similar in that I mostly ran around bringing stuff to people who were indifferent to me.

Sellout Status? Being a bike messenger is being a bike messenger, and the film director was Michael Moore, so I don't think the kinds of people who accuse people of "selling out" would consider either to be selling out.

Mid-20s to Mid-30s: Incompetent Literary Agency Associate

After experiencing life as a film industry assistant, which mostly involves people with enormous egos ripping your guts out on a daily basis, I went running back to publishing like a toddler with a boo-boo and proceeded to hide from the world by working at a literary agency for the next 10 years.

Sellout Status? Sucking at your job just badly enough not to get fired isn't exactly commendable behavior, but I don't think it technically qualifies as "selling out." Plus, it was a small company that represents people who write books, not some evil corporation.

Mid-30s On: You're Looking At It

Writing about bikes.

Sellout Status? Please. I write about bikes. Sometimes I appear in a major publication and say stuff like drivers shouldn't be allowed kill people Let's get real.

So there you go, that's my resume, and I don't think the teenager who used to struggle emotionally when a band he liked signed to a major record label would be too offended by my career trajectory, downward as it may be. In fact, thanks to this slightly embarrassing newspaper clipping from like the Nassau Herald or something, I daresay I fulfilled my modest ambitions:

(I must have been home from college for the summer, working in the hardware store, and bored out of my fucking mind.)

As for what present-day me thinks upon looking back of it all, I'd certainly maintain that I haven't sold out, though I sure have squandered a shitload of incredible opportunities, which is easily about a thousand times worse.

And yes, I know what you're thinking: "You're not telling the whole story. What about household income? Your wife probably does something evil." Okay, you got me, she's an attorney who works for a fossil fuel industry lobbying group.

Just kidding!

Actually she publishes young adult literature, a vocation I'd argue positively oozes integrity.

But it's one thing do say you haven't sold out just because you don't have fuck-you money and a yacht called the "Just Kidding." It's another to say you haven't sold out because someone actually offered you fuck-you money and you refused to take it. I certainly can't claim to have done that. Oh, sure, I've turned down opportunities and told myself I did so because I had integrity, but in retrospect I probably did it because I was scared or lazy or both. (See: squandering opportunities.) Odds are if I hear the "beep-beep-beep" of the money truck backing down the street I'd run right downstairs and guide them safely to my front door.

Hey, I'm not mad at Henry Rollins for doing Infinity voiceovers or whatever he does. Meanwhile there are people who would probably burn all their Dischord records if they saw Ian MacKaye drinking a kombucha or something, so it's all relative.

I guess what I'm saying is fifteen hundred bucks buys this whole blog, cash and carry. Just drop me an email.

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