#ugh this is why books r superior to movies

[hrina]

im watching the hate u give and its introducing chris and i just abt died laughing when ocean eyes started playing and kj showed up 💀 wthhh

BRO STOP if u could see my face when i watched that scene............like kj apa was really the best they could do?????????????????????? REALLY?????

[cto10121]

Twilight Meta Review—Chapter 13

In which the Meadow Scene happens, the most iconic and infamous love scene in Twilight (and let’s face it, in modern romantic fiction). The one that made the antis whine and bitch and moan because “vAMpires don’t spARKLe!!!1!!” And most unfortunately, the one scene done the most dirty by its film adaptation. Spoilers, encore

Chapter 13: Really, Right In Front of My Salad? x1000

He lay perfectly still in the glass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn’t sleep…

Now and then, his lips would move, so fast it looked like they were trembling. But, when I asked, he told me he was singing to himself; it was too low for me to hear.

Book Edward: *lies in the grass enjoying the sun 🥰*

Movie Edward: *drags Bella, rips open shirt to expose to the sun, glittering only faintly* bELLA thIS is the SKIN of a K I L L E R

Hesitantly, always afraid, even now, that he would disappear like a mirage, too beautiful to be real…hesitantly, I reached out one finger and stroked the back of his shimmering hand, where it lay within my reach. I marveled again at the perfect texture, satin smooth, cool as stone. […]

I inched closer, stretched out my whole hand now to trace the contours of his forearm with my fingertips. I saw that my fingers trembled, and knew it wouldn’t escape his notice.

“Do you mind?” I asked, for he had closed his eyes again.

“No,” he said without opening his eyes. “You can’t imagine how that feels.” He sighed. (p. 261)

Normally me: Ugh, why all this fooling around? Just fuck already

Stephenie Meyer: *taking my hand gently* One half of a pair of lovers stroking their face and arms is superior

Me: *sobbing* One half of a pair of lovers stroking their face and arms is superior

“What are you afraid of, then?” he whispered intently.

But I couldn’t answer. As I had just that once before, I smelled his cool breath on my face. Sweet, delicious, the scent made my mouth water. It was unlike anything else. Instinctively, unthinkingly, I leaned closer, inhaling.

And he was gone, his hand ripped from mine.

Bloodlust as the actual cockblock. The fuck, Meyer. How did you come up with this shit? This good shit, I mean?

“I’m the world’s best predator, aren’t I? Everything about me invites you in—my voice, my face, even my smell. As if I need any of that!” Unexpectedly, he was on his feet, bounding away, instantly out of sight, only to appear beneath the same tree as before, having circled the meadow in half a second.

“As if you could outrun me,” he laughed bitterly.

He reached up with one hand and, with a deafening crack, effortlessly ripped a two-foot-thick branch from the trunk of the spruce. He balanced it in that hand for a moment, and then threw it with blinding speed, shattering it against another huge tree, which shook and trembled at the blow.

And he was in front of me again, standing two feet away, still as a stone.

“As if you could fight me off,” he said gently. (p. 264)

“Really, in front of my salad?” (Reprise, Triumph March, andante with Latin chorus).

But another quick word on the Twilight vampires. So despite the antis’ decades-long whinging over how awful and wimpy they are, it’s clear even at this early stage really…violent they are and can be. Sometimes even more so than regular vampires, which tend to have more weaknesses re: garlic and staking and whatnot. In most stories, they exercise some measure of control in their bloodlust. Twilight vampires are almost literally sharks. They just look pretty. And yes, they would absolute tear Buffy apart to fucking shreds.

“It took everything I had not to jump up in the middle of that class full of children and—” He stopped abruptly, looking away. “When you walked past me, I could have ruined everything Carlisle has built for us, right then and there. If I hadn’t been denying my thirst for the last, well, too many years, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself.” […]

“I couldn’t understand why. How you could hate me so quickly…”

“To me, it was like you were some kind of demon, summoned straight from my own personal hell to ruin me. The fragrance coming off your skin…I thought it would make me deranged that first day. In that one hour, I thought of a hundred different ways to lure you from the room with me, to get you alone. And I fought them each time, thinking of my family, what I could do to them. I had to run out, to get away before I could speak the words that would make you follow…”

Me: 😏

Also me: ho don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t you dare—

Me: BELLE EST-CE LE DIABLE QUI S’EST INCARNÉ EN ELLE

Also me: oh god

(Seriously, though, Edward is Frollo, Quasimodo, and Phoebus all in one glittery vampiric package. No wonder he is such an angsty spaz.)

“I convinced myself it was weak to run away. I’d dealt with temptation before, not of this magnitude, not even close, but I was strong. Who were you, an insignificant little girl”—he grinned suddenly—“to chase me from the place I wanted to be? So I came back…” He stared off into space.

I love Edward’s arrogance, his pride and initial dismissal of Bella—just as he should be written in this kind of story. Homeboy got badly humbled. His inability to read her mind also has a metaphorical dimension as well.

“Of course, then you were nearly crushed to death in front of my eyes. Later I thought of a perfectly good excuse for why I acted at that moment—because if I haven’t saved you, if your blood had been spilled there in front of me, I don’t think I could have stopped myself from exposing us for what we are. But I only thought of that excuse later. At the time, all I could think was, ‘Not her.’”

[…]

“Isabella.” He pronounced my full name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand. A shock ran through my body at his casual touch. “Bella, I couldn’t live with myself if I ever hurt you. You don’t know how it’s tortured me.” He looked down, ashamed again. “The thought of you, still, white, cold…to never see you blush scarlet again, to never see that flash of intuition in your eyes when you see through my pretenses…it would be unendurable.” He lifted his glorious, agonized eyes to mine. “You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.” (p. 273)

And so the immortal aristocratic asshole fell in love with the sunshine maiden the lion fell in love with the lamb.

Page 273. Out of 400 pages, more than halfway through. Meyer literally wrote a hothouse romantic suspense novel saturated with longing and buckets of sexual tension…and where the main couple haven’t even so much as kissed yet at the halfway mark. Incredible. One hundred thousand points to fucking Gryffindor. The ovaries of this woman! Too bad she lost the plot around the third and fourth book.

“You already know how I feel, of course,” I finally said. “I’m here…which, roughly translated, mean I would rather die than stay away from you.” I frowned. “I’m an idiot.”

“You are an idiot,” he agreed with a laugh. Our eyes met, and I laughed too. We laughed together at the idiocy and sheer impossibility of such a moment.

Book Bella and Edward: *laughing merrily at their love clownery 😅*

Movie Bella and Edward: *lie down and stare, no thoughts, heads empty*

Legit, though. Love is inherently clownish. If you don’t lose a couple of IQ points, then are you truly in love? (The answer is a resounding no).

“No, I mean, exactly what did I do wrong? I’ll have to be on my guard, you see, so I better start learning what I shouldn’t do” […]

He smiled again. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Bella. It was my fault.”

Edward doing the bare minimum and not blaming Bella for his (blood)lust, i.e. the fantasy equivalent of slut shaming sadly makes him 1000x better than most YA “heroes.” Bare minimum, but it must be said.

Slowly, never moving his eyes from mine, he leaned toward me. Then abruptly, but very gently, he rested his cold cheek against the hollow at the base of my throat. I was quite unable to move, even if I’d wanted to. I listened to the sound of his even breathing, watching the sun and wind play in his bronze hair, more human than any part of him.

With deliberate slowness, his hands slid down the sides of my neck. I shivered, and I heard him catch his breath. But his hands didn’t pause as they softly moved to my shoulders, and then stopped.

His face drifted to the side, his nose skimming across my collarbone. He came to rest with the side of his face pressed tenderly against my chest.

Listening to my heart.

“Ah,” he sighed. (p. 276)

“Really, right in front of my salad?” (Fourth Version, andante, with the Budapest National Symphony Orchestra, soloists Bryn Terfel and Renée Fleming).

Alina and the Darkling have nothing on this. No modern YA couple or hell bodice ripper couple I know does. There is absolutely no way this can get even more fuck-y.

“Don’t move,” I whispered. […]

I moved even more slowly than he had, careful not to make one unexpected move. I caressed his cheek, delicately stroked his eyelid, the purple shadow in the hollow of his eye. I traced the shape of his perfect nose, and then, so carefully, his flawless lips. His lips parted under my hand, and I could feel his cool breath on my fingertips. I wanted to lean in, to inhale the scent of him. So I dropped my hand and leaned away, not wanting to push him too far.

He opened his eyes, and they were hungry. Not in a way to make me fear, but rather to tighten the muscles in the pit of my stomach and send my pulse hammering through my veins again.

…I stand very much corrected.

Anyhoo, after that non-sex sex foreplay, Edward is all happy and decides to show off his running to Bella. Homegirl got dizzy instead, but at least she got something more out of it:

“I was thinking there was something I wanted to try.” And he took my face in his hands again.

I couldn’t breathe. […]

And then his cold, marble lips pressed very softly against mine.

What neither of us was prepared for was my response.

Climbing him like a fucking tree?

Blood boiled under my skin, burned in my lips. My breath came in a wild gasp. My fingers knotted in his hair, clutching him to me. My lips parted as I breathed in his heady scent.

Immediately I felt him turn to unresponsive stone beneath my lips.

Meh. Still better than what I would have done. Honestly, she has shown a lot of restraint for a teen girl who had a beautiful half-naked supernatural entity trace her face and lay his head against her breast.

In any case, it’s back to reality, and Edward insists on driving them back as Bella is clearly drunk.

“Drunk?” I objected.

“You’re intoxicated by my very presence.” He was grinning that playful smirk again.

[…]

“And are you not affected at all?” I asked, irked. “By my presence?”

Again his mobile features transformed, his expression became soft, warm. He didn’t answer at first; he simply bent his face to mine, and brushed his lips slowly along my jaw, from my ear to my chin, back and forth. I trembled.

“Regardless,” he finally murmured, “I have better reflexes.” (p. 285)

Aaaaand scene.

Des notes

Okay, pausing for some quick meta notes. So this was all great. The sexual tension was through the roof. Meyer just hit a home run with this one. Of course, this scene was the entire inspiration for the novel, its linchpin, much like the balcony scene was the linchpin in Shakespeare’s play. No surprises there.

Meyer does this cool trick of burying the romantic will-they-won’t-they and letting the vampiric will-he-won’t-he take predominance. In doing so the scene becomes charged with the eroticism, even while the scene is simply establishing whether Edward is able to resist his bloodlust for Bella. Bella and Edward expressing the first small intimacies and not letting them kiss in the meadow was nothing short of brilliant.

Some caveats. Edward is exactly as he should be…in a Beauty and the Beast narrative, which this adheres to. He has shades of Mr. Darcy, obviously, playing to Isabella’s Elizabeth, but that is really a very distant echo of the dynamic. Not a problem at this point—Edward still has some ways to go and Bella also needs to glow up too. This will come in time.

However, the mutuality and uncompromising nature of their love, as well as the fervor and the longing and sensuality, is clearly a different dynamic altogether. (R&J: *popping up with a bored wave*). Edward and Bella’s unequal relationship, thus, becomes a clear problem—either to overcome or for the lovers to succumb to their doom. There is a strain of tragedy that Meyer could have followed had she not succumbed to her indulgences. A tragic ending, however, could have its own problems too—it’s really hard to tell. I suppose Meyer deciding to go the coming-of-age route was as okay an artistic decision as any other.

[roseofithaca]

Eavesdrop

A quick alternate to Earshot, but set in canon S2 rather than NPL, where the demons focus on Michael for their taunting.

*

Second book in on the top shelf. That’s the one to pull to unlock the secret door hidden in the wall behind Michael’s desk. She’s supposedly the only other being, besides Janet, in this micro-universe privy to that bit of info. It leads to a hallway that extends to a secret chamber filled with a bunch of Earth collectables along with, recently added on her suggestion, a mini-arcade with classic game machines and a karaoke stand. The walls were sound proof, obviously.

She’s not here to escape a lecture from Chidi about messing up the laundry by hanging out in her demon pal’s very own ‘bud hole’ this time. Her ear is pressed to the closed panel after sealing herself in, waiting for the big Satanic tree to arrive.

To her surprise, and slight annoyance, he hadn’t arrived alone.

“You shouldn’t be getting drunk like this. What if the humans saw you? Everyone here is supposed to be abstinent of all vices!” Michael had grumbled, a ruckus of giggles behind him.

“That’s the point, dummy! It’s a ‘Purge’ night!” Vicky cackled; “Tell ‘im again, Gunner!”

“I got the idea off this human movie - one night, we’re allowed to do any shirt we wanted without consequence! We can drink, smoke, do drugs, stab and bite to our black hearts content!”

“NO! Definitely no stabbing! Or hurting any of them...Physically!” He’d struggled to make that last detail sound natural.

Good save, bud, Eleanor had thought.

Another demon, Petra, Eleanor thinks, had groaned; “Ugh, you are such a buzzkill lately. Can’t you see how awesome this idea is? Think about how wasted Eleanor is gonna let herself get! That dork, Jason, is gonna be high as a kite and it will make Chidi and Tahani wanna cower inside their homes! It’s genius!” 

Eleanor had almost let herself be excited for the idea of trying to make the most of this supposed ‘torture’, similar to the one at Tahani’s party, which even Michael had said she hadn’t done too bad at acting and preparing the chaos sequence the next morning. She could hear the worry in Michael’s response though, being surrounded by three hundred demons, losing their inhibitions and wanting to let off steam in the most ‘passionate’ way possible, had the potential to go very wrong. For all of them.

As she listened, Michael’s attempts to reign in his rogue employees soon descended into outright pleading, which only gave him more scorn in return.

“Look just...remember what our goal is here. I get that you’re all frustrated but we’re doing so well and all I ask is that you don’t go too far on the humans, please.” He’d tried to ask, nicely. Wrong move.

The laughter nearly shook the building.

“Jeez! If you love these humans so much, why don’t you fork them?” Bambadjan teased.

“Nah, let’s face it, not even those cockroaches would wanna go near that disgusting skin suit with all it’s musty folds.” Vicky responded; “...Oh, what’s wrong, Mikey? It’s not like we’re insulting ‘you’ after all...Unless you’re starting to feel a little too cosy in that costume of yours.”

Eleanor’s stomach twisted on his behalf. She knew how much he loved that suit; he was so forking vain, after all. But then again, is it vanity if it’s not really his body? He just wishes it was.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Michael responded, quietly.

“Then prove it, dude! Take it off! Strip! Todd goes streaking every night.” Gunner encouraged.

“You know I can’t! It’s not the same for me.”

“Maybe I’ll take mine off tonight. Imagine how much Mendoza will freak out when he sees a giant acid snake coming for him after too many mushrooms!” Vicky joked; “It’s still ten times better than any torture method you’ve come up with for them, Mike. Maybe melting their brains by revealing your demon form will provide us some results.”

Is it really that bad? Eleanor was naively hoping there was some sexy bald goat-man underneath that suit. Dude was so shifty about it, like he didn’t wanna spoil the mystery. Was it more than that? Was he ashamed?

“You’ve all made your point, have your Purge and I’ll clean up the mess tomorrow. Just go easy on the humans - I insist.” Michael sounded so tired.

“Oh he ‘insists’!? Did you hear that guys? Mikey, who failed his own experiment over eight hundred times, wants to ‘insist’!” Vicky sneers.

“Well I insist that he shuts his fugly food hole and leave the masters to our job!” Petra cackled; “And he gets back to trying to fork his paperclips or whatever shirt you get up to here.”

That sounded painful, Eleanor couldn’t stop herself picturing it.

“Jeez, Mike, you always were a loser but there’s really no hope for you, is there. Before you were just the quiet nerd no one wanted to hang out with because of your weird fixation with Earth-people. Soon you’re gonna be known as the idiot who failed his first experiment; even if the rest of us do manage to salvage it for Shawn, we’ll all know the truth about how badly you suuucked!”

It took all of Eleanor’s strength not to shove the panel open, stomp over and grab Vicky’s hair to slam her face into the desk. They all just followed him in there to bully him?! They were the losers.

“C’mon, guys! We should have known he wouldn’t have wanted to join our party, it’s not like he’s used to being invited to any.” Bambadjan added, inciting more giggles.

“See you in the morning, dumb-ash. Be up bright and early to clean up our shirt, as you say, chop chop!”

Counting to ten to contain her rage luckily meets up with the sound of the door closing, the demons exiting the building.

She carefully opens the secret door, seeing Michael sat in his chair, hands folded on his lap, eyes cast down. When he hears her soft footsteps, his head turns, expression shifting to try to cover the wobbling lip she’d briefly caught sight of. He sniffs and rubs his upper lip with his hand.

“Eleanor!” Michael straightens up; “Were you there the whole time? What if they’d seen you or...sensed you were there?”

“Relax, man, they didn’t see shirt, it’s cool.” She puts her hand up; “...You okay?”

He looks to the side, forcing his ‘superior’ smirk, “Uhh, yeah, of course! Why wouldn’t I be? Just...having a bit of workplace banter, as they say.”

“Didn’t sound like ‘banter’ to me, dude.” She edges closer, slowly, knowing that if he’s as much like her as she knows, he’s gonna be like a wounded tiger right now.

Getting too close, too quick, is gonna get her eyes clawed out. She would know, she’s swung a few claws herself.

Michael sniffs, struggling to keep his mask on; “M’fine, Eleanor, really. You better go prepare for this Purge or whatever they were talking about, go enjoy yourself or...make sure the others are safe-.”

His words are cut off by her weight falling down onto his lap, arms looping around his neck as she embraces him. Fork it. Screw being slow and steady; the demon was about ready to cry.

“Wha....What are you doing?” Michael stutters, stiffening.

“Hugging you, idiot...Sorry, I mean that affectionately,” She says against his ear.

“W-why?”

She shrugs, still hugging him tight, shuffling on his knees; “’Cause you need it. ‘Cause it’s the quickest way to let you know that all those things those demons said was garbage. Fork, have they always talked to you like that?”

His silence answers her question.

She squeezes him again; “Damn, no wonder you’re as new to this whole friend thing as me.”

“Demons insult each other all the time, Eleanor, it’s how we compliment each other. We’re meant to enjoy it.”

That made zero sense. 

“But you don’t....do you?”

Michael breaths in deep against her. Then she shakes her head, leaning into her shoulder.

“That’s ‘cause I’m a freak...I’m wrong, just like they say...like Shawn says...I’m just a failure of a demon.”

“That’s a good thing in my books, man.” Eleanor pulls back, looking at him, admiringly; “You might be failing as a demon but, I have it on good authority, you are rocking it as a newbie human. And I know you think we’re all gross and stupid but...I know you love us.”

He wrinkles his nose, trying to look as though he denied it, yet refusing to. His eyes gaze into hers, a rush of color brightening his cheeks.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to say it, I know you’re not quite ready there yet.” She knows herself how difficult it is to say those three words, to anyone; “But we’re your friends. We want you on our team, Michael, not just ‘cause it stops you torturing us but...Because you’re a cool guy to be around, when you’re not giving paperclip showers or putting us in purple space bubbles.”

A smile threatened to crack on Michael’s face as he squirmed beneath her. Was it really this easy to make an all-powerful being look so shy and bashful? It was adorable.

She moves her hand up to his cheek, thumb stroking below his eye, reddened with unshed tears.

“Also...I feel kinda obliged to confess something.” She says, “This skin-suit? Your skin-suit? What Vicky said was bull-shirt. All of it. Not only is this suit as much you as whatever demony essence you got going on underneath...But it’s also not bad looking either. I might even go as far to say ‘handsome’. In like a Richard Gere in Pretty Woman way.”

“R-really?” He looks hopeful for a second; “I mean...I know it’s gorgeous, but I wouldn’t expect...I mean I wouldn’t want you - or any human - to ever wanna-.”

She cuts his babbling off again with a kiss on the cheek.

He’s frozen now.

Eleanor grins; “That prove it for you? You know me, I don’t give out pity kisses.”

Michael squirmed again, biting his lip, mumbling something which might have been ‘gross’ or ‘weird food holes’, but he doesn’t move his hands away from where they’ve found the small of her back.

“Hey...how about we do one quick bit of karaoke before we go brief the others on tonight. You can pick the song.” She says, giving his bow-tie the smallest tug.

He smiles, touched, then nods; “Sounds good...”

“Cool. Also, don’t open that drawer on your desk until you’ve properly cheered up - I rigged it with a pie to get thrown in your face as revenge for cheating off my paper earlier!”

“Oh, pies are the best prank! I wish you hadn’t told me now, you’ve spoiled the surprise.”

Eleanor giggles as she takes his hand, leading him to his bud-hole; “You know me, demon buddy. I’m always full of surprises.”

His fingers squeezed hers; “That you are.”

[luvdsc]

i mean, i love carbs lol. do u make paninis alot? i'm bilingual in tamil (regional lang in india) and english💕 r u bilingual? dang, my school has german, french, spanish, latin, and chinese. lit everyone at my school wears tights, hoodies, etc like formal wear who??? i told one of my friends ab being carriers but they're like "then old people should stay home" and that is just 😥 i don't have disney+ so i just watch clips on youtube🤣. i've been watching 90s romcoms bc of current situation[1/3]

it’s nice and relaxing+animated movies like i watched kungfu panda twice in the same day 🤪 i was all over nancy drew as a kid have u heard ab the tv show on the cw? i might watch it 👀 i honestly think agatha christie is such a boss like her character poirot is fire :) yeah he did direct it+us. he does sketches w/Keegan key. i’ve heard a lot ab b99 but haven’t watched it so maybe I’ll do that. everyone recommends it to me bc it’s up my alley is it about cops? or do i have the wrong show? [2/3]

jaemin is my bias in the dreamies and haechan bias wrecks me along with jeno and renjun in dream. in 127, mark is my bias, but taeyong, jaehyun, and taeil are just 🤩😍🤩😍 and johnny… ugh what a man am i rite. in superm, markey sharkey and baekhyun take the cake although taemin is just 👀 i’m surprised i didnt ask u this earlier. do u have one bias for all the group or different ones for subunits or… [4/4]

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( i’m not sure if there was supposed to be a third part or if it’s out of 3/3 but i got these messages only, honey bee!! )

my heart says yes to all the carbs, but my body says no rip. i miss being able to go to the gym everyday with the quarantine in place ): at home, i do! at uni, my dining hall has a gourmet sandwich station, and i usually got a panini made for me there for lunch everyday! omg that’s amazing, so you’re trilingual with german too :o yeah, i’m bilingual with english and vietnamese! and i can do enough spanish to get me around spain, so there’s that :’) omg that sounds so much better, like my hs made us wear our skirts even during the winter for formal days /: alksjhfdlkjasd even if old people stay at home, if your friend visits them and is a carrier, they can get it from your friend though ): i hope their parents aren’t in that age range, or they aren’t near their grandparents then because that’d be horrible.

omg yess i’ve been binging 90s romcoms, too. i haven’t watched kung fu panda in so long, but maybe i should now! YES omg i love nancy drew!!! i still have so many of her books on the shelves; i was reading some of them the other day!! and yeah, i’ve heard of it! perhaps, it’s the perfect time to start watching it. oooh yess, poirot! i see the tv show playing often, but i’ve never stopped to watch it. my mom loves it though! omg yeah, one of my friends watches key and peele! and yes, b99 is about cops!!! a new ep just came out today, and i’m so excited to watch it :’)

omg jaemin is an absolute sweetheart 💞 haechan is honestly so good at everything, like pls spare some of your talent to us regular folk. jeno is always so nice, and i think he’s so funny but maybe it’s just because i like corny jokes alkjsdhfas and omg renjun!!! his sarcasm and wit and i love love love his art so much! oooh mark is honestly that one member where even if you don’t bias him, you bias him. 127 is just full of fine men huh, although i wanna know the reason why jungwoo won’t introduce his sister to johnny 👀👀 also A++ choices for superm!!!

oooh ok, so dream will always be the superior group, and i love my children all equally!!!! but maybe i favor renjun once in a while winwin is my overall favorite though!!! so he’s my bias in 127 and wayv; i’m sad he’s not active with 127 anymore because i won’t get to see him perform ): but he’s doing so well in wayv, and he talks more, which makes me happy! doyoung and yuta are close seconds in 127, and taemin is my favorite in superm 💓 idk with my biases, i tend to choose people i wanna be friends with and are most similar to, like i would love to be friends with winwin and renjun. it’s usually the bias wrecker who’s the one that’s actually close to my romantic ideal type if that makes sense?

[lostinserendipity]

Get to know me tag!

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Name: Taylor

Nicknames: Tay, TayTay, pumpkin, tator, tator tot, tator bug and many more!

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Zodiac: cancer ♋️ (June 22nd)

Height: 5’3 maybe?

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Favorite Musicians: BTS, Stray Kids, Twice, Luke Combs, Shania Twain, One Direction, 5SOS, Green Day, All Time Low

Song Stuck In My Head: I’m fine by BTS

Last Thing I Googled: fye.com lol

Last Movie I Saw: oh geez I think it was To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before

Last Song I Listened To: Fake Love by BTS

Other Blogs: Yeah I have my main blog that I’ve had for like 7 years but I don’t use it much anymore

Do I Get Asks? Sometimes but y’all should talk to me more!

Why Did I Choose My Username: Hufflepuff is my hogwarts house and Hoseok is my bias atm so yeah lol

Following: 178

Amount of Sleep I Get: Honestly it depends on what time I have to wake up for work so anywhere between 6-8 hours I suppose

Lucky Numbers: I don’t really know tbh

What I’m Wearing: fuzzy gray pj pants that have penguins on them and my grey bt21 hoodie

Dream Job: anything that has to do with traveling

Dream Trips: England, Ireland, South Korea, and Australia

Favorite Foods: Pasta, Chicken, Pizza, and anything with cheese

Instruments: does the recorder count? Lol

Favorite Songs: (They change by the day/hour lol so here’s what they are now)

1. Running on empty by Isaac Gracie

2. Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson

3. Magic shop by BTS

4. Get cool by stray kids

5. Yes or yes by Twice

Relationship Status: Single Pringle

Favorite colors? Purple and black

Three Books: I haven’t read anything since July! But here are my 3 favorites.

1. The Harry Potter series

2. Carry One by rainbow Rowell

3. The summer I turned pretty series by Jeremy Han

Three T.V. Shows: I don’t really watch tv anymore but my favorites are greys anatomy, stranger things, criminal minds, and queer eye

Book I’m Reading Now: nothing at the moment

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep In: 1 during the summer, 3 during the winter

Anything I Want: I just want to travel and meet all of my online friends tbh!

I tag: @emerson-moonchild @okayycalum @hwanginthere @promisenight @galactichxpe and whoever else that wants to do this!

[stonedzier]

i just found a blog and a bunch of its followers rip into the reddie ship. i get you don't like it and have the opinion to express yourself but if your opinion is that "reddie literally makes no sense and it's boring af. And their relationship is too friendly to be more than just friends" then just keep ur opinions to yourself? +part 1+

They complained how some of us (reddie shippers) are always shitting on rare pairs. And with some of us that is true. But not all of us! They're shitting on reddie making them hypocrites. I can tell the blog is some IG bitch because they write foah and jyatt, ugh sick minds. Sorry for ranting to u, but I'm just so fucking done with being grouped together with the reddie shippers who only ship it cause of Jack and Finn or the new movie itself. I ship it cuz the book ffs. H8 this fandom sometimes.

honestly dude... if it isn’t tagged then they have a right to say whatever they want. i do dislike it when people are like ‘this wouldn’t work bc they hate each other’ bc NO all the losers love each other that’s the real canon. but tbh if they already are shipping the ACTUAL ACTORS then you don’t have to pay attention to them in the first place bc clearly they’re... you know... gross and terrible

the problem is that there are a lot of terrible shippers who are very uh Vocal about their opinions (never forget the assholes who made that chart about why r/ddie and st/nbrough are superior and how it got like... 500 notes) and are really rude about shitting on rarepairs so some people are always gonna be defensive about it.

i will say i wish that people just... focused on what they liked and weren’t assholes. you have a right to like what you want but if you’re an asshole about it i’m gonna be like BYE to you

[njawaidofficial]

Terry Crews Is Not Going Down Without A Fight

https://styleveryday.com/2018/03/15/terry-crews-is-not-going-down-without-a-fight/

Terry Crews Is Not Going Down Without A Fight

Terry Crews says he didn’t plan for it to happen like this. Five days after the New York Times published a bombshell report on allegations of sexual harassment and assault against Harvey Weinstein, and five days before the #MeToo movement found new energy, Crews took a moment between shooting scenes at work to send a series of tweets detailing his own experience allegedly being groped by a powerful Hollywood agent.

Terry Crews and Andy Samberg in Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

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“I was on the set [of Brooklyn Nine-Nine], shaking,” Crews told BuzzFeed News of the moment he decided to go public with his experience. “I didn’t call my publicist, I didn’t call my friends, I didn’t call my manager, I didn’t call my wife. I just started tweeting.” In those first tweets, Crews recalled being groped at an industry party in 2016. He’d later name the man who allegedly did it as Adam Venit, an agent at William Morris Endeavor Entertainment (WME), and Crews is currently suing both Venit and the company. Venit represents some of the most famous actors in Hollywood, including Sylvester Stallone, Adam Sandler, and more. Crews said the incident itself took place at Sandler’s house. Venit has since apologized, and while the LAPD has declined to pursue a criminal case, Crews isn’t done speaking out. After all, why stop now?

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Crews has had a feud with toxic masculinity — the idea that men are taught to adhere to specific, damaging gender roles — for years. He launched his battle via his 2014 book, Manhood: How to Be a Better Man — or Just Live With One. It was then that Crews declared himself a feminist on Larry King Now. It was also the era in which he began speaking publicly about his porn addiction, his stint in rehab to treat it, and his changing relationship to the ideals of “manliness.”

Four years after the release of his book, Crews is still making headlines about his relationship to toxic masculinity. Nowadays, though, the tenor of the narrative is different. In one of his initial tweets about his assault, Crews wrote about the fear that drives so many victims stay silent, especially in Hollywood. “Who is going 2 believe you? (few) What r the repercussions? (many) Do u want 2 work again? (Yes) R you prepared 2 be ostracized? (No).”

The decision to come forward about his experience came as a relief, according to Crews. But it also came at a cost. “Once I hit send, I literally felt this weight come off me,” he said. “I went back to work, and I turned my phone off. And when I came back to my phone, the world had changed.”

Six months later, Crews is still grappling with what those changes — from an ongoing legal battle to the perception of his peers — will mean for his life going forward.

Terry Crews in Battle Dome Season 1, 1999–2001.

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Crews is no stranger to calling out institutions he views as harmful. He spent seven years in the NFL, which, as he told Arsenio Hall in 2013, carries with it a “culture of intimidation, humiliation, and violence.” He later echoed that on Hot 97 in 2017, also while talking about the NFL. “It’s an abusive relationship, you know why? Because they know you’re going to get hurt. It’s built in,” he said. He also knows what it’s like to lose access to those powerful behemoths. When Crews left the NFL in 1997, he had only six months worth of savings to his name. He assumed he’d get the Hollywood work he wanted right away because of the platform the NFL gave him. Instead, he took a job sweeping floors to make ends meet until he got a part on Battle Dome in 1999.

Now, Crews has been enmeshed in Hollywood for nearly 20 years. It’s a relationship that’s currently in a state of flux, precisely because he has refused to stay silent. According to Crews, the way people in the industry interact with him has shifted palpably since the day he went public with his accusation against Venit. “I walk in the room, and the room is split right down the middle,” he said. “It just divides right there. It’s kind of like lightning.” On one figurative side are the people who root for Crews and his place in the #MeToo movement, people who applaud him as a silence breaker. On the other are the people who would really like Crews to shut up.

Hilarie Burton attends the 101st Indianapolis 500, 2017.

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Shutting up has historically been the only option for actors who believe they’ve been wronged but want to continue to work in Hollywood. Most of their stories are likely still unspoken, though in 2017 that started to change one story at a time. In November, Hilarie Burton accused One Tree Hill creator Mark Schwahn of harassing and assaulting her. Burton left the series after her contract ran out in season six, and refused to be considered for starring roles in other shows for years after. “The fear of being forced into another one of these situations was crippling,” she told Variety. She also noted that she didn’t tell anyone at Warner Bros. Television, the studio that produced One Tree Hill, about the misconduct. “I didn’t want Warner Bros. to view me as a problem, because they had been so supportive,” she said. “I wanted to work at Warner Bros. again. I’m working at Warner Bros. now.” In Hollywood, the fear of being labeled “difficult” or a “problem” is palpable, ongoing, and one of the most effective means of keeping people quiet. This has proven especially true for women and people of color, who’ve faced systemic obstacles to both entering and staying in Hollywood.

Crews notes that there are plenty of people who’ve been keeping their distance from him ever since he first spoke about his assault. “It’s because if you’ve got any kind of sympathy for these toxic dudes then you don’t even want to be around me,” Crews speculates. “Because I will put you on blast.”

And he has done just that. When Russell Simmons allegedly emailed Crews telling him he should “give [Venit] a pass,” Crews called that behavior out on Twitter. He did the same when Avi Lerner, a producer for the Expendables movies, allegedly called Crews’ management and said he could avoid any “problems” with the sequel if he dropped his lawsuit against Venit. And he’s constantly speaking out about WME, especially since Venit returned to work there with a demotion after being suspended for a month. (Simmons and Lerner did not respond to requests for comment.)

Adam Venit

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A few weeks after revealing Venit’s identity on Good Morning America, Crews filed a sexual assault and battery lawsuit against both Venit and WME. In court papers submitted to the Los Angeles Superior Court and obtained by the Hollywood Reporter, representatives for WME present the agency’s side of the story. They say that though Venit called to apologize to Crews after the incident, Crews did not inform senior management of the allegations until he tweeted about it in October. They also point to the fact that Crews stayed with the agency until November 2017, which Crews has attributed to his initial desire to “let it go” and move on — a desire that changed after the Weinstein accusations went public. As Crews told BuzzFeed News, it was seeing the negative public treatment of the women who’d accused Weinstein that prompted him to speak about his own assault. For him, it was an act of solidarity that spiraled into something more.

In a particularly fascinating excerpt of the court papers, representatives for WME also accuse Crews of trying to “equate himself with the women and men who have been forced, sometimes repeatedly and over an extended period, to submit to sex or endure sexual harassment to keep their jobs or advance their careers, while the perpetrators and others who knew about it looked the other way.” It’s a statement that implies that Crews’ experience doesn’t fall into the exact right rubric of misconduct to count. It’s also antithetical to the spirit of the #MeToo movement. The movement has never been about everyone having shared the exact same scenarios of assault or harassment. Instead, it’s been about highlighting just how common, deeply ingrained, and hard to shake these types of mistreatment are. And isn’t that just what Crews was doing when he sent those tweets on Oct. 10?

“People don’t understand that Hollywood is a very violent place. The best way to put it is that it’s like a plantation.”

Crews dropped WME as his agency after coming forward with the allegation. But as part of the standard agency contract, Crews is still required to pay WME a portion of his profits from any project he made while signed with them. “What business [is this] that you can do something like that to another human being, and I still have to pay you?” he said. “Everybody feels like that’s OK. But this is not right. There are no checks and balances. There is no one to watch you. And given what he did to me, imagine some young girl, and an agent rapes them, and they’re on a show or whatever, and they still got to pay this guy.”

Crews suggests that a morality clause written into contracts could help avoid that kind of situation. “If you cross this line, why are you still getting money? Why are you still working?”

This is not Crews’ first rodeo when it comes to pushback for speaking his mind. The actor said the publishers of his 2014 book Manhood — Zinc Ink, an imprint of Random House — “poo-pooed” his desire to write about toxic masculinity back when he was writing. “[They were] kind of like, Ugh, really? You really wanna do this?” he said. “I think they were expecting some kind of guys’ guy book, and I think they were a little disappointed.” According to Crews, he had a two-book deal that never turned into a second book. A spokesperson for Zinc Ink sent BuzzFeed News the following statement in response: “We were committed to working with Terry to deliver a book that shared his unvarnished story which defines how he views manhood while providing the reader an emotional and inspiring glimpse into the true heart of one of today’s biggest stars. We are extremely proud of Manhood, Terry, and all that he has done to spark a new and meaningful conversation that challenges the traditional notion of what it means to be a man.”

Regardless of the book’s editing process, Crews committed to his vision of it and used the book tour as a platform to speak about feminism and masculinity. He’s determined to educate the world, even if his own employers aren’t willing to listen. His is in a position familiar to many feminists who’d railed against harmful systems for years before the allegations against Weinstein activated a sort of reckoning. Asked if his perspective has changed since he wrote his book, Crews said, “It wasn’t that it changed. It was more that I was validated.”

On top of his lawsuit against WME and Venit, Crews also filed a report with the Los Angeles Police, which opened an investigation into the incident. In February, the LA district attorney’s office declined to file charges because of lack of evidence that Venit made contact with Crews’ skin during the alleged groping, which would have classified the crime as a felony. The case was then passed on to the LA city attorney’s office, which handles misdemeanors. In March, the city attorney’s office declined the case because the statute of limitations of one year had passed. All the while, Crews says he’s had to keep paying the agency he blames for not holding his alleged assailant accountable.

Terry Crews and Sylvester Stallone in The Expendables, 2010.

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He’s also still waiting on some phone calls: Crews said he hasn’t heard anything from Lerner or the rest of the Expendables team since he called out the producer on Twitter.

“No words from anybody. Nothing,” Crews said. “Believe me, nobody saw that coming. Nobody thought that I was gonna put that out there.” For him, it all plays into a bigger picture of what’s broken in Hollywood. “People don’t understand that Hollywood is a very violent place,” he continued. “The best way to put it is that it’s like a plantation. You use extreme violence. You see a lot of people who never work again. For even speaking up the whole thing is that they cut your head off so that the next person doesn’t speak.”

“If this is the end of my career, just end it now.”