#dismal jimmy

[coquette2004]

Charles II and James II: *Are brothers*

Sheep: My opinion? They definitely fucked.

[unhingedwhitehall]

Charles: Here we go, Jamie, here we go.

James: The war has begun.

*They walk into the Cabinet side by side, holding hands*

Both: Hi, Shaftesbury.

[coquette2004]

Me but with James II.

[coquette2004]

The way Jamie speaks in The Great Fire is just 😘.

[unhingedwhitehall]

James: This is not funny in the slightest.

Charles: When has anything been funny to you?

James: *starts crying*

Charles: Oh great, he's offended again.

Catherine: Hey guys - what's the matter James?

James: *Full on bawling*

Charles: He's upset about a joke I told him. Wanna hear it?

Catherine: Oh yes please. Anne, you wanna hear it too?

Anne: Sure!

Charles: Alright. What is the official name for cat owners?

Catherine: No idea.

Anne: I don't know, what?

Charles: Cat-a-holics

Anne, Charles and Catherine: *laughing*

James: *Storms out looking like a tomato*

[coquette2004]

This is exactly why I love Tumblr.

Imagine your favorite historical figure wearing nothing but the flag of their country.

[wanderingmind867]

Superman is just always going to be better than Batman. Always. I like some of Batman's supporting cast, but I'd take the Superman Family over the Batman Cast any day. Superman, Superboy (any of the superboys, honestly), Supergirl, Power Girl, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen, Perry White, Krypto, etc. i could keep going. But the point stands. I would rather read about any of those characters than about Batman's dark and dismal adventures. Give me the lighthearted hopefulness of Superman. As a natural pessimist, I sure need it.

[blindbatalex]

bruins hrpf recs from the server #5

Hello again! The theme for this week was ✨ a fic that broke your heart ✨ Below are our recs:

rec lists so far: || week 4 || week 3 || week 2 || week 1 ||

A (Little) Slice of Heaven by Anonymous || willypasta || 11,541 words || reccer's notes: this fic rewired my brain. I read it months and months and months ago and I have yet to recover. 11/10 I come back to it way more than I probably should

(and i’ve got a plane to catch) you drove me all the way back by @fvcking-damage || mcgryz || 2,862 words || reccer's notes: this is some self-indulgent mcgryz angst i wrote a couple of years ago, idk what i was writing out with this one but. yeah

and turns to dust by adjacently || Jordan Eberle/Taylor Hall || 2,130 words || reccer's notes: i can eat taylor hall angst for breakfast, lunch, and dinner

between your love and mine by @blindbatalex || willypasta || 6,360 words || reccer's notes: This is a story about trying to reconcile two sides of your identity that are at irreconcilable conflict with one another, and what having your wings clipped like that at a young age does to a person.  I certainly broke my own heart while writing it.

dancing by @rasksmoustache || marcheron || 1,111 words || reccer's notes: This fic is so vivid and visceral and sad, it permanently altered my brain chemistry.  Unrequited (but is it really?) marcheron which gets the feeling of loving someone and being just a little too late so so well

Done & Undone by @ghostgeno || marcheron || 14,428 words || reccer's notes: 2023 Game 7, the aftermath. Fair warning: I don’t reread this very often because of how effectively it puts you in Brad’s headspace immediately after the game, in brutal, excruciating detail. And yet. And yet. If you feel like being taken apart and then put back together, if you want to feel all the loss and tenderness and love that remains despite the loss, read this fic.

good at secrets by @fridgefishwrites || prefix boys; mcgryz || 4,017 words || reccer's notes: this fic meant (and means) so much to me because it just gets what trying to live your life and build something beautiful while faced with unrelenting homophobia is like.  I love the non-linear narrative and the prefix boys but it was always Matt who stole the show for me in this story

like a stranger by blindbatalex || marcheron || 13,142 words || reccer's notes: not a fic alex hasn't read before (sorry bud) but i'm Obsessed with fics where the characters talk past each other and the angst compounds and this fic is a perfect example of that, amongst other things!!!

make no apologies by @sphesphe || marcheron || 3,757 words || reccer's notes: Brad gets himself suspended before the Winter Classic and Patrice takes it harder than he thinks he should.  He plays it off as fine, things happen, just be better Marchy but it isn't true. He's angry. After the game, Brad stops by, they have a talk and lo and behold, feelings emerge! (And much more!)

Sixth Borough by bookhousegirl || Jimmy Hayes/Frank Vatrano || 3,067 words || reccer's notes: The third in a trilogy of fics featuring this pairing. This is a very quiet little vignette featuring two former Bruins who were not stars and did not end up experiencing great success in their time here. It exists entirely in the gray of adult complications and disappointments, and refuses any easy catharsis, and is beautiful for those reasons. For those of us who cared about the Bruins in the (relatively) dismal era between 2015-17 it may come across as a tiny time capsule; for everyone else, I hope the delicate way it honors the hopes and dreams of those who don’t become hometown heroes, who don’t get the happily everafter ending, stays with you.

Westward Expansion by bookhousegirl || Jimmy Hayes/Frank Vatrano || 3,625 words || reccer's notes: Jimmy stares out vacantly at the coaster climbing the track. “Just because we’re from the same place doesn’t mean we’re from the same place.” When Frank takes Jimmy to Six Flags, he expects it to be a fun day, showing Jimmy all the rides he used to love growing up. Jimmy is distracted though, melancholy because Frank has so much promise and Jimmy took so long to get to where he is.

Wolverine Feed by @sphesphe || swaymark || 10,659 words || reccer's notes: fic that makes me ill each and every time i think about it

[acrossthewavesoftime]

Three names for you! :D

Barbs, George IV, James II

Thank you, my friend! :D

Wed - George IV. I know he has bad experiences in that regard, but I swear I wash regularly and am perfectly happy to look past any mistresses as long as he lets me do as I please. Besides, he was a genuinely interesting person with a few hidden talents, so who knows, we might get along!

Bed - Barbara Villiers. It would be terrifying, but survivable.

Behead - Bye, bye, Dismal Jimmy. I'd rather not have this man in my vincinity. His mail-order-child-bride second wife and daughters might actually be relieved, too. They can move in with George and me. ;)

[everythingkashmir]

Led’s Lense

The Other Kashmir

A Valley’s Physical Graffiti

By Faisul Yaseen

In the Himalayas, where the murmurs of the Jhelum weave through the lush valley, Kashmir has been a muse of poets and painters. Its name invokes both enchantment and anguish, a duality reflected in Led Zeppelin’s iconic song, Kashmir. Written by Jimmy Page and Robert Plant with contributions from John Bonham over a period of 3 years with lyrics dating to 1973, the song featured on their sixth studio album Physical Graffiti in 1975. This timeless ode transcends physical geography, yet its mystical allure inadvertently mirrors the very soul of Kashmir.

It would seem rather bold, and even a little farcical, to compare Led Zeppelin’s ‘Kashmir’ with Kashmir valley. Yet tracing how the song born in the deserts of Morocco finds an uncanny kinship with a paradise mired in its own metaphoric deserts spurns curiosity.

Verse 1: Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face

If the sun could speak, it might recount the shadows it has witnessed in Kashmir. Led Zeppelin’s yearning for the sun’s warmth feels alien to a valley where winters are not just meteorological but political, where warmth is siphoned by fear that has reduced its famed sunlight to a pale glow that barely pierces the haze, casting a chilling pall over a land that once basked in idyllic harmony.

Chorus: I am a traveller of time and space

The stories in Kashmir are great works of fiction, sold with the finesse of the best of salesmen. Tourism hoardings show lakes as pristine and houseboats as inviting travellers to rediscover paradise. But the real travellers of time and space in Kashmir are not Instagram influencers but locals wandering in search of existence.

Governance in Kashmir functions on paradoxes - the claustrophobic presence contrary to the wide open landscapes. For every tourist sipping Kehwa on a Shikara, there is a youth piecing together the fragments of his shattered life. The spaces may be the same but the experiences are universes apart.

Bridge: My Shangri-La under the summer moon

Kashmir is Led Zeppelin’s Shangri-La, the mythical utopia nestled in towering peaks. Utopias are subjective, though. One man’s heaven is another man’s hell or purgatory. The beautiful valley becomes cruel irony for its denizens, who usually cannot savour its magnificence because it’s always reminding them of its perils.

All the rhetoric about Kashmir sounds almost hollow. Promises ring as empty as the deserted streets. In this dystopian Shangri-La, progress is measured not by prosperity but by publicity. New malls are inaugurated. Old memories erased.

Verse 2: Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails

In Kashmir, the winds carry stories instead of sails. The winds carry the whispered prayers of a generation that has known nothing more than nothingness. The winds also carry the spirit of the people. Art adorns the walls. Poetry and music flourish. And, youth navigate censored spaces to tell their stories. Under relentless hopelessness, the spirit does not break.

Coda: When I am on my way, when I see

How many moons away is Kashmir from its road? This is a haunting refrain that never ceases ringing around the region.

When one beholds, Led Zeppelin puts forth a dreamy vision. What do we see when we behold Kashmir? A crown jewel? A problematic periphery? A land to own? People to love? All such answers decide the region’s dismal destinies.

The Unfinished Symphony

Led Zeppelin’s Kashmir ends with a sweeping, open conclusion, just like the region itself: untamed and mysterious. The music reflects the Valley’s breathtaking panorama. However, the underlying tensions and the lived reality of its people is another story. Rober Plant’s vocals and Jimmy Page’s guitar lines echo the paradox of its beauty and hopelessness. Kashmiris are left to wring out their purgatory alone, their voices buried in the cacophony.

Encore

Perhaps Led Zeppelin’s Kashmir should be the anthem adopted for the Valley. It is after all an attention-grabbing song. The majestic orchestration could go with the snowy passes and evocative lyrics could narrate the daily grind of Kashmiri life. If nothing else, it would be a fitting irony for a region where beauty is wrecked.

Led Zeppelin’s Kashmir is a call to rise above the mundane. It is a hymn to transcendence. However, the valley it shares a name with is still waiting for its transcendence. Until that day, Kashmir will remain an unfinished melody, its notes heavy with longing and defiance, resonating against the mountains that keep its secrets and sorrows.

Greater Kashmir

[handeaux]

18 Modern Words That Had Very Different And Curious Meanings In Old Cincinnati

Some words we use daily today meant something totally different more than a century past. Here are a few normal, everyday terms that once had surprisingly altered definitions long ago in Cincinnati.

Affinity In the early 1900s, “affinity” meant something very much like “soulmate” does today. In Cincinnati newspapers, “affinity” usually shows up in articles about divorce. Many a husband sought a divorce because he had found his “affinity”, and it wasn’t the woman he was married to. Jacob Pels told the Cincinnati Post [31 October 1907] on the occasion of his second divorce: “Twice I thought I found my affinity, and twice I made a bad mistake.”

Blue Today, if you’re blue, you are mildly depressed. Back in Old Cincinnati, “blue” meant risqué, or even obscene. Cincinnati ministers erupted in indignation when Millie DeLeon, the “Girl In Blue” (wink, wink!) performed at Heuk’s People’s Theater on Vine Street in 1901. And, when Cincinnati Redlegs Manager Clark Griffith excoriated the team after a dismal spring training game in Georgia, the telegraph company refused to carry the Enquirer’s dispatch [14 March 1909]: “Wishing to be perfectly accurate, we wrote out the rest that Griff said, but the telegraph man would not send it. He said his wire was a family wire of good and regular habits, and he would not insult it by asking it to carry a lot of blue language.”

Boom This old term had nothing to do with firecrackers or other explosions. It meant to promote, or to hype, or to publicize. When Judge Andrew J. Pruden wrote to the editor praising a Cincinnati Post editorial, the Post headlined his letter [6 January 1893]: “Judge Pruden Indorses The Post In Its Efforts to Boom The City.” An editorial an 1888 edition the old McMicken Review at the University of Cincinnati encouraged students to “Boom the ‘Varsity!” Cynical Thomas Emery, a pioneer real estate developer, told the Post [1 July 1886] he was concerned about future investments: “Boom Cincinnati? Can you boom a dead dog? I don’t mean that Cincinnati is dead exactly, but she’s overbuilt.”

Brace To brace somebody meant to cheat them, and Cincinnati was swarming with galoots just salivating at the opportunity to brace someone. The bracers needed to watch out who they braced, though. Frank Y. Grayson in his classic “Pioneers of Night Life” tells the tale of Frank James, Jesse’s brother, getting fleeced at a Cincinnati card game: “James dropped $800 on the night. He knew that he had been braced. Before he left he said genially, ‘Well, boys, I’ll say one thing for you, you get it easier than I do.’”

Cake We’re not talking pastry here. This word figures into one of the most obscure lines in Ernest Lawrence Thayer’s classic “Casey at the Bat” from 1888:

But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake, And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake;

A “hoodoo” we still recognize as a jinx, but a “cake”? In 1888, everyone knew that a cake was a fool. Within the context of baseball, a cake was a loser.

Candlelight Many a romantic evening has been conducted by candlelight. In the days before electricity, “candlelight” was a time of day, specifically that time of evening when you lit your candles. The Cincinnati Gazette [11 June 1857] presented this line: “The preacher gave notice that, if the weather was fair, he would preach at candlelight, but, as it sprinkled a little, there was no congregation.”

Card There is not much call for classified advertisements these days, when everything is advertised online. Ads used to be the main source of income for newspapers, who called small advertisements “cards,” as in this example from the Enquirer [22 November 1890]: “Mrs. Pollock did not stop at advertising her business in circulars. She inserted a card in the Sunday Newsdealer.”

Cockpit Did you ever wonder why the place an airplane pilot sits is called a cockpit? It’s named for an actual pit in which roosters (or cocks) fought to the death. Cock-fighting was popular in Cincinnati, though intermittently illegal. The Cincinnati Commercial [11 January 1847] advertised a new venue: “A regular Cock Pit having been established in the rear of the “Lunch House,” fights will take place three times a week.” If cock-fighting was too high-class, Cincinnati also hosted rat-pits from time to time in which small dogs battled rodents.

Combination Strictly speaking, in the 1800s, a “circus” was that entertainment taking place withing a sawdust “ring” which in Latin was “circus.” The other aspects of the modern circus – the traveling zoo known as the “menagerie” and the “side-show” or “exposition” – were considered separate enterprises. The first impresarios to “combine” all of these shows called them “combinations.” So, we have the Cincinnati Gazette [8 June 1872] reporting: “Warner’s big combination show attracted an immense crowd of spectators yesterday afternoon and evening.” And old John Robinson advertised his traveling spectacular as “Robinson’s Great Combination.”

Dashboard We use “dashboard” today to talk about status displays on our computer screens, which derived from the instrument panel in our automobiles, which referred to the array of gauges and dials in an aeroplane. But there was a much earlier and practical use of this word as the actual wooden board at the front of a carriage that kept stones and mud from being kicked into the driver’s face. From the Cincinnati Dollar Weekly Times [1 November 1855]: “The mare was put between the thills of a nice light buggy, her harness thoroughly adjusted by the owner, the reins carefully laid over the dashboard, and the usual chapter of advice opened concerning her management.”

Drummer An old definition of this word, metaphoric in origin, has nothing to do with music. A drummer was a salesperson, usually a traveling salesman, and usually a man on commission. The Enquirer [22 December 1871] reported: “The State of Maryland has in force a statute similar to that of Tennessee and several other States, which classes ‘drummers’ selling goods by sample for houses out of the State with peddlers, and exacts a license from them so heavy as to prohibit effectually sales in those States.”

Embarrassed If you realize, after ordering at an expensive restaurant, that you left your wallet at home, you might be embarrassed. That is close to the old-time definition of this word. It meant bankrupt. The Cincinnati Gazette [27 April 1837] related the story of a scoundrel named John Law: “With him perished all Law’s hopes for regaining his personal fortune. He became embarrassed; suits were commenced against him.”

Grocery So many old-time groceries offered liquor by the glass that “grocery” came to mean almost any saloon that emphasized the hard stuff over beer. Here’s the Western Christian Advocate [20 May 1836]: “When I hear a man say ‘my cigars cost me two dollars a week’ – I should not be surprised if I see him drinking in a grocery or tavern.”

Hilarious The history of comedy reminds us that we find drunks to be humorous. Back in the day, “hilarious” did not mean funny; it meant extremely inebriated. The Enquirer [14 January 1870] recounted one such case: “Night before last, this identical phonographer, who now calls himself Henry Henderson, was found in a highly hilarious condition, enjoying the society of ugly females in a bad house on Eighth street.”

Map There are abundant synonyms for physiognomy, but Cincinnati in the 1890s had a good one – “map.” In regaling his readers with memories of post-midnight culinary delights, Frank Grayson recalled Simon the Hot-Corn Man, who slathered his steaming ears of corn with “a substance that passed as butter.” Grayson recollected how “There were a lot of greasy maps decorating Vine Street in the wake of Simon.”

Queer In recent times, “queer” has settled into a linguistic niche as a sobriquet for what used to be called “alternative lifestyles.” Around 1880, however, the primary connotation of “queer” was financial. It referred to counterfeit money. The Cincinnati Gazette [28 October 1873] reported on the trial of M.Y. Morton: “He is an old gray haired man, and told the detective that he had been ‘pushing the queer’ for thirty-five years, making a good business in buying and selling counterfeit.”

Slut Ever since it became a term of sexist opprobrium, “bitch” has been ruined as the technical name for a female canine. Few today remember that “slut” was synonymous with “bitch” and also referred to distaff dogs. An advertisement in the Cincinnati Commercial Tribune [21 June 1870] sought: “Dogs – Two full blood Scotch rat terriers dog and slut. Must be a year old or older.”

Snide You rarely hear this word today outside the phrase “snide remark.” When you do, it often has the tint of sarcasm. In old Cincinnati, however, “snide” meant fake, cheap or counterfeit. The Cincinnati Daily Star [23 January 1880] recorded that “Ed. Kline was pulled in yesterday for selling ‘snide’ jewelry.” The term applied to people, too. The Enquirer [5 April 1880] noted: “A snide party styling themselves Tennessee Minstrels were rotten-egged and mobbed in Easton, Maryland, on Friday night.”

[2k4bts]

I am not in the fandom. never was and never will be. but i know about bts for almost 7 yrs now. and it made me really like them. i always anticipated their run bts every tuesday. when their highly anticipated world tour got cancelled, their dynamite single actually helped them a lot. but i was expecting that it would stop there but i'll bet that their company made them to continue hence the release of ptd and butter (at least, butter gave them the win at ama). they needed their rest and we got the reason with the festa dinner (though not all that they can tell. pretty sure they can't shit on their company because of contracts. need to keep the we are family bs).

then chapter 2 happened and what an eye opener it was. it made me see that the rapline will always have a certain status in their company granted that they are the backbone of the group. the promotions that they've got especially suga got to do concerts etc. but i wonder about namjoon. to me, he got the least of the promotions (probably how he wanted it to happen) and the fandom never really cared about him. joon likes charts. no one can't tell me that he doesn't. every member of bts does. but his solo work got an abysmal support.

now onto the maknae line, i couldn't even begin with all the fiasco that jimin got and one he's still getting. everything that could go wrong went wrong and it is disturbing how all of those can be prevented by the company. one thing i am really convinced is that the company does not want him to be above others - especially jk. they are keeping him within the confines of the brand that is bts. comparing the articles that bighit put out regarding the platinum certification, they made sure that BTS is connected to Jimin's name. But it is different with JK. the brand of BTS is not there. I mean, they made him a brand of his own so there is clearly an agenda by the company led by Bang PD and that devil that they let in their house. Even the article about his MAMA win is still not being released but JK's one with MMA, it was posted right away. so yeah.

With V, i am actually glad that he went to Min Heejin to produce his album and yes, you are correct that those songs are his forte. Despite the dismal support of the company and the fandom to his debut, he actually did pretty well. With his all english album, i was surprised that he did not go to Jimmy Fallon. I was actually expecting him to be there to promote. but well, it is what it is.

Now for JK, where do i even start? with SB and Bang PD at the helm, with all the fandom backing him, of course they did not hesitate to give him their all. With everything that he got, it still fell short because they failed to get the crown glory - The Grammy's. I feel sorry for him to be honest because no matter how the fandom (which literally became his solo fandom) say that he's the best amongst the members, his achievements are nothing but a project of SB. JK has so much potential on his own but well, this is how his solo era happened.

I also noticed that the company seems to be gearing to get JK and New Jeans as their future. BTS as big as they are, will eventually decline. The reunion on 2025 will speak for itself.

As for their military service, somehow i am relieved that they will get to experience being away from their endless work as an artist. change will happen. may it serve them well in the future.

lastly, i am looking forward to Jin's career once he gets back.

very sorry that my thoughts are long and quite all over the place but it is nice to post asks for those that sees what is going on with BTS.

It's fine. No need to apologize, I like to hear people's thoughts on whats happening. I also believe they should've gotten a break earlier and I feel like it was when the did that festa live. People were panicking, the stocks started dropping and bighit halted that break shit really quickly because rumors were that were splitting up at that time (dont know how true that is).

Let me tell you, I have never seen a more catastrophic debut. And even with all the blocking that bighit and scooteer did (i said what i said) he still came out with so many accomplishments like??? This man is a fighter. From bighit praising a racist white man and calling jimins hot 100 debut "barely a breakthrough" was SICKENING. And the way people forgot that? Trifling. Spotify, geffen, melon, billboard...you would think they got personal beef with him. And imma say this right now. Jimin achieved all of this because scooter didnt expect it to try and stop it. But everything afterwards? Was all him, cant nobody tell me shit. That man has ties to all the major media platforms and you want me to believe that he wasn't trying to block tae and jimin from the charts? Ha. Funny.

Their whole plan is to separate bts and jungkook and they've been succeeding. They want to prove that "hey, they're nothing without bts but that's not the same for jungkook." This why I have so many doubts of this 2025 reunion because what does one think might happen after they've separated him from the group name so much? A mess. While im saying all of this, I do hope they dont trap him in a contract. I do hope they dont use it against him because right now he's just going along with everything right now which is worrying but at the same time idk. He might be cool with this type of thing.

It might even be a case where the guys have different thoughts after this long break. Time away makes you think differently about things. Namjoon seems exhausted and in a totally new headspace. He's mostly being producing and just staying behind the scenes i fee like. He's probably the one dealing with stuff for 2025 (prerecorded ones). Tae has always wanted to go more in fashion and who knows of the rest. We'll see.

The bts rapline was always pushed as the foundation of bts, of everything. When did that change?

Jin is a wild card for me. He's this spot that needs to be filled. And Im thinking that maybe, just maybe him being away is why everything is collapsing. Random thought.

Isnt it weird...how the one that started it all is the one that is mostly forgotten? Namjoon deserves his flowers.

[coquette2004]

You're telling me this is James??

horse with a rather interesting hairdo that opts to go very heavy on the bangs or forelock as a horse would call it it is rocking a similar style to a bowl cut of thick blond locks the horse seems neutral about this fashion choice if not perhaps a bit annoyed or embarrassed

[ancientfaces]

Monty Stratton Jr. was the son of professional baseball pitcher Monty Stratton. His father is best remembered as the pitcher for the White Sox (1924-28) and for his return to the minor leagues after a hunting accident resulted in him requiring a prosthetic leg. Monty's father was the subject of the 1949 film The Stratton Story where he was portrayed by Jimmy Stewart.   Monty Stratton Jr. was one of two children of the famous pitcher - his brother Dennis died too early at the age of 23. Jr. went on to marry Patricia Maytas and they had three children together.  Monty said about his father: “I was with my father the last week of his life...He knew what was going on. He had no fear. One night he said he hoped that in lieu of flowers or some other remembrance, perhaps some memorial could be enshrined, maybe at a children’s hospital. He thought it might serve as an inspiration to some youngster fearing a dismal future because of a loss of an arm or leg.”   We remember Monty, his life and family on his biography at AncientFaces

[coquette2004]

The entire gang with Oates like:

[unhingedwhitehall]

If you ever feel sad just remember Charles told James he had "the soul of a medieval pope".