#c nichols

[let-kowski-alone]

The Walmart Version, Part 7

MAY was the month...Almost everyday, together...

Another from May:

I've always thought women who just take a man's clothes whether if they are a couple, friend, colleague or acquaintance, are invasive and possessive. No matter the context, that's trespassing someone else's personal space. People are not objects. You can't "own" them, like if they were your property. ...these photos above, scream "he's mine!!" I'm sorry but the more I search for info about C. Nichols, the more I believe she's a deranged, mental, at the edge of sanity, hysterical, person AND alcoholic (according to her posts).

MAY 21:

This das was when I made a post on my now deceased blog but here is the screenshot of what I posted:

On May 26, she posted this photo and caption:

I don't remember when these comments were made.. I guess around June ??

I made a comparison of what Letkowski commented years ago when he was dating Marleen Lohse, another actress, to show that he's basically doing the same but this time with Nichols: random comments, nonsense words, cheesy...soon you'll probably see him dedicating poems.

On early June , actress, pseudo-singer Christin Nichols made a very filtered "Ask Me Anything-but-I-will-choose-what-I'll-answer" type of thing. Here someone asked asked her if she's single:

The translation is something like "I devoted myself to the fans". Why not an straight answer, yes or no...once and for all !?

Another day, around May ,June (honestly I don't remember the exact day, also I couldn't save the story he posted), both went to a super extra expensive Restaurant in Berlin, called TOR BAR. I searched for some reviews..

From his story, I remember he posted a photo of a plate containing egss and tomatoes, and at the table, very far, a huge oyster platter. The so-called punk living with the upper class of Germany, or thanks to the german taxes.....?

On June 15/16, Christin Nichols shared a story, a photo of her next to a woman, who is the partner of a musician who frequently collaborates with Christoph Letkowski. So if she was there, Nichols was with Christoph Letkowski the day of his birthday. Hours aftre that first story, she shared a video, and that it was visible was a fireplace, and half of 3/4 people sitting. I mean c'mon, I don't need to have superpowers that she was infact with him .

I don't know if she actually went to Mallorca, or was she trying to play a game... But in case you don't remember, Marleen Lohse and Christoph Letkowski went to Canary Islands in 2013. So that's why I found it very funny and odd at the same time that she chose, of all places, that one.

Here, the most recent "rendez-vous":

[diver5ion]

[alovelywaytospendanevening]

Beverley Nichols and the Bensons

E. F. (Fred) Benson, Beverley Nichols and A. C. (Arthur) Benson

Beverley Nichols dined with Fred and went into raptures about [Fred's] house, saying in his usual whimsical way that the furniture seemed to have been put in its place by the gentle hands of Time; the pictures had almost grown into the walls; and the carpets had sprung naturally from the floors like some gracious form of grass. According to Nichols, Fred's face glowed with happiness as he showed his guest round the house. He was described as ‘a smallish (Fred was five feet ten), pinkish, twinkling, urbane, grey-flannel-trousered man’ who had finally come to rest in a quiet London square, having retained the sparkle of his eyes, his taste for Italian wine and, above all, his love of a sheet of white paper in the stillness of the night. Fred, who had not ‘come to rest’ at all, noted with amusement the slight cattiness behind Nichols's gush. [Geoffrey Palmer and Noel Lloyd, E. F. Benson: As He Was]

Beverley Nichols was a lunch guest and on one occasion he came with his nephew. This must have been the time he was contemplating his piece “E. F. Benson, or Very Much at Home” (from Are they the same at home? 1927), because Mr Benson asked him if he was going to show it to him before he published and he said yes. But apparently he didn't, as Mr Benson was pretty peeved at a reference in the article to his novels "growing more and more dusty on the shelves of the subscription libraries. He doesn't care, I'm sure." In fact he did. "Mr Benson didn't like that at all," said Charlie [Tomlin]. Mr Benson had a mild dig at him in retaliation in some review of a publication where Beverley Nichols is in Italy or somewhere abroad and suddenly at the end realises it is April and the daffodils are blooming in England. So he has to rush home, of which Mr Benson wrote "I hope to God he got back in time." (Beverley Nichols was to retain a certain animosity towards Mr Benson until his own death in 1983.) [Cynthia and Tony Reavell, E. F. Benson: Remembered, and the World of Tilling]

Despite this shared animosity between him and Fred, Nichols previously maintained a long friendship with the older Benson brother, Arthur:

In the space of two minutes my war — my very special war — seemed much less unpleasant, because my new friend was none other than the Master of Magdalene, A. C. Benson, whose father had been one of Queen Victoria's favourite Archbishops. There were three Benson brothers, all distinguished in their separate ways, though the only one who is nowadays remembered is E. F. Benson, who is currently enjoying a belated revival as a writer of Edwardian comedy. A. C. Benson, whom I came to know very well indeed, was a true scholar and an admirable administrator, with a knack of coaxing large sums out of American philanthropists for the benefit of Magdalene, which was his chief love. A beautiful little college it was, with a library of exceptional distinction, founded on the original bequest from Samuel Pepys. Benson was a mixed-up man, who had a habit of developing sentimental attachments at a moment's notice, and no doubt this was what had occurred when he met me in the porch, though I did not at first realise the full implications of the encounter.

[…] Ever since my departure [A. C. Benson] had kept in touch through a constant stream of correspondence. No young man ever had a kindlier mentor; he wrote as an equal, drawing me out, seeking my opinions. He was not only kindly but practical. Realising that I had no means apart from my meagre Second Lieutenant's pay, he took some of my letters and sent them to an American magazine called The Outlook with the suggestion that they should be published anonymously. They were accepted, and the editors asked for more. Altogether I made five hundred dollars from The Outlook, which was a small fortune in those days. For the first time I knew the excitement of writing words on paper and selling them, of twisting my pen into symbols that could be exchanged for gold. Which is all that authorship has ever been about, or ever will be. I do not know whether The Outlook still survives and Benson's letters to me have long since disappeared, with the exception of one, which I kept and cherished because I had a feeling that it was a landmark in my life.

"My Dear Beverley, We do not know each other as we might have done, but if you have come to know me at all you will have realised that one of my ‘complexes’ — I believe that is the fashionable expression — is a hatred of waste. Perhaps that is why I can claim some success as the Master of Magdalene. I keep a very strict watch on the outgoings of the Bursary! But it is not only a matter of accountancy. It goes deeper than that. I am bewildered and alarmed by the profligacy of Nature, and even more bewildered and alarmed by the wastage of this hideous war. I think that you are being wasted. You have many talents and none of them is being used. With your precarious state of health your sphere of activities must be limited, but that does not mean that you can be of no use at all. As soon as I see an opportunity I propose to do something about this. Once you suggested to me — with that never-failing impertinence which I find so engaging — that I was an ‘intri- guant.’ (I had been telling you the story of the ingenious manner in which I had persuaded a Chicago millionaire to give us ten thousand dollars for our beloved Library.) You could not have paid me a higher compliment. Intrigue, to me, is the spice of life. I am an ancient spider, sitting in the centre of an ancient web, weaving ancient spells. And some of them will shortly be speeding in your direction. My affectionate greetings, A.C.B."

The ink of the letter has dimmed to a sickly sepia, and the address on the envelope, with its faded penny stamp, is almost illegible. But I still feel a glow of warmth as I read it, with half a century of disillusionment behind me. [Beverley Nichols, The Unforgiving Minute: Some Confessions from Childhood to the Outbreak of the Second World War]

[myvinylplaylist]

Black Sabbath: Anno Domini 1989-1995 (2024)

Black Sabbath Anno Domini 1989-1995

4LP Super Deluxe Edition Featuring

• 3 Albums Newly Remastered

• 2024 Tony Iommi Remix Of Forbidden

• 1989 Headless Cross Tour Replica Concert Book

• 40-Page Book With Photos, Artwork & Liner Notes

• Headless Cross Poster

Warner Records

[acmeoop]

Mountain Lion X-Ray “Grand Canyonscope” (1954)

[themacabrebarbie]

@cagedchoices sent "i love you. i don't know why, i just do." (this is also for Maeve)

answered memes !

The words replayed in her head like the dialogue she had memorized time and time again with West World. In a sense, they felt like a script, a reality she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried. And it wasn't as though she wanted to escape, that was the least of her worries. The part that made her feel sick, in whatever sense she could, was the reality that the world she could give to him was far less than he deserved. All she could give him was herself, not the typical sense in what people were after. There was no life with her, not one that she understood; at one point he'd grow old, and she never would. The possibility of a family was ever so far away from grasp.

"That's quite the decision, isn't it?" Maeve knew better than to compare it to that. Was love, like existence, ever a choice? It made her skin crawl as she nodded, still keeping her distance between him and the words that filled the space between them.

"How do you know?" The question wasn't meant to be rude, but trying to understand. At her core, she knew she loved him as well, or as much as she could as the sentient being that she was. "How do you know you're not... Just enjoying your time here?"

[cantsayidont]

October 1980. Dick Grayson's college career hits the wall: After too many Robin-related absences, he's in serious danger of flunking out. His business administration professor offers him one last chance to save his grade by doing an extra-credit research paper, but Dick ultimately blows it off and simply leaves Hudson University for good, also ghosting his girlfriend in the process.

Dick subsequently enrolled in Gotham University for a while, but it didn't take.

There were a couple of real-world reasons for this change: format changes to DETECTIVE COMICS that would no longer leave a slot for Robin's eight-page solo strip; the first of several unsuccessful attempts to again make Robin a regular costar in the Batman stories; and the imminent launch of NEW TEEN TITANS, in which Robin was to be one of the headliners. (The preview of the new series in DC COMICS PRESENTS #26 was released around the same time this issue was on the stands.) So, it no longer made sense for Robin to be tied to his frankly lackluster solo adventures at Hudson University. It was too bad for Jennifer, but given the later trajectory of Dick Grayson's love life, she was probably better off.

[sewers-headmates]

Can I please get a Nicole (Class of 09) alter pack?

coming up! sorry that this took actual months oops

Name: Nichole

Age: 17

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual, male preference

Species: human

Source: class of 09

Roles: anger holder, persecutor

cisIDs: brown hair, blue eyes, student, ASPD, no empathy, PTSD, social, hyperfem, BPD, OCD, human

transIDs: transHarmful, transAbuser, transFamous, transIdol, transBeloved, transDating, transHomewrecker

Paraphiles: sadist

Other Labels: ambiamorous

Appearance:

hope you enjoy her! thank you for being so patient!

-mod schlatt

[born-to-lose]

Pen name Mel Nichols. Good? Good

[balu8]

The Ray #3 (M.S.): Ray vs. the Volcano

by Jack C.Harris; Joe Quesada; Art Nichols; John Cebollero and Steve Haynie

DC

[let-kowski-alone]

The Walmart Version Part 5

March 07, 2024, Christin Nichols posted a video, showing her album (vinyl), and there is a moment where there is a reflection of a certain someone that was recording with a phone. I could be wrong but my gut feeling tells me Letkowski was in her apartment and he was recording that video.

On March 11, C. Nichols posted this photo:

To my surprise, he re-shared the story, a thing in 2023 didn't do:

Same context, same people, almost 1 year later. First photo shared on April, but it wasn't shared. It was like almost kept secret. Second photo, was shared by both. Going to a concert..... and I cannot help to make the joke about the band's name: The Gaslight Anthem. It's like the perfect name for this pair.Maybe that's where he takes his inspiration from, or the man he strives to be, or what he already is. A Gaslight Anthem.

MARCH 22, 2024:

The album release of Christin Nichols. And Letkowski was, again, with her. But this was more understandable. They "mutually founded" a label record. So it needs to be some sort of mandatory support, like sharing her stories, and giving likes, and going to her concerts, and to her apartment, and so on. It's all part of the support and the business.

They also spent the next day, March 23:

The Instagram account called My Own Party Records is either created by him or her, and my guess is that this was the account that was once called "christoph letkowski ofizielle", his alt account.

Note the hashtag..."partners in crime "...yes, they are !

Continues HERE

[diver5ion]

[alovelywaytospendanevening]

I was thinking about Beverley Nichols and the Benson brothers and something occurred to me about the timing of the ‘at home’ piece – published in 1927, so I assume the meeting was earlier.  And I realised that Arthur, the benefactor of whom Nichols claims to be so fond, died in June of 1925.  So Fred would have been dealing with his brother’s estate, his belongings, his papers, no mean task there…….he must have been emotionally and psychologically exhausted, and I imagine his tolerance for having some arrogant youngster mocking him, his house and his legacy was at an all-time low.  But, surely they must have talked about Arthur?  How might that have gone?  I wonder if the whole thing was a bit fraught.  Beverley’s voice is so interesting though, sort of, I know I’m going to be an ass, please just forgive me now to save time.

Your question is quite relevant, and I have thought about it myself.

I don’t know if Arthur ever mentioned Beverley Nichols to Fred (it’s possible he didn’t), but I find it hard to believe Nichols didn’t mention Arthur during his dinner at Brompton Square. You’d think Nichols would have made at least a brief mention of him in his piece, but there’s nothing about Arthur in it. Perhaps he thought it would be in poor taste to mention him while mocking his younger brother, or maybe Fred shut him down when he asked about Arthur (the latter is more likely than it first seems, considering Fred was very private about his personal life). At this point, it’s impossible for us to know for sure, but it’s certainly entertaining to theorize about!

Nichols seemed quite wildean, meaning he was considerably more open about his sexuality than Fred, and (pseudo-)decadent in his style. He had an acid tongue — which cost him his friendship with W. Somerset Maugham —, and I guess Fred never liked him (and Arthur envied his unreserve). You’re right about his questionable morals, of course, but the article is indeed a very interesting (and rare) insight into Fred’s domestic world, and his take on Arthur was honest and truthful (I think he genuinely meant no harm by it). At the end of the day, annoying little pests like Beverley Nichols have the best gossip. 😅

By the way, I haven't read the P&L biography in its entirety yet, just a few scattered passages, but from what I've seen, it seems like a worthwhile read if you want to know more about Fred’s life.

[myvinylplaylist]

Black Sabbath: Forbidden (1995)

2024 Vinyl Reissue as part of the Black Sabbath - Anno Domini 1989-1995 Box Set

Cover Illustration by Paul Sample

Warner Records

[90smovies]

[jess-l0l]

RAHHH A HUNICAST IS COMING ON APRIL 8TH

IM SO FUCKING EXCITED