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quotes from my grandma (translated from mandarin) as she watches “physical: 100” for the first time ever:

“i have never in my 90 years of life seen anything like this.”

(upon seeing thanos) “oh my god, he’s bulging everywhere. that’s too much. are there inflatable balloons in his shoulders?”

(after the treadmill challenge) “oh, so the firefighter guy won the whole thing?” (nope.) “there’s more?? they are not making it easy to get that money.”

“i’m tired just by looking at them.”

(about kim da-bi vs kim hye-jin’s death match) “what, overtime again? clearly that weightlifter girl won! ridiculous. does the referee have eyes?”

(about hong beom-seok) “see? this one has a good physique. it’s not scary like that balloon guy.”

(about the maze challenge) “oh no. if i were a contestant, i’d give up right here. i have no sense of direction whatsoever.”

“who came up with all this? crazy people?”

(about yami on the monkey bars) “he’s so fast! see? you have to have the right technique.”

(about all the contestants) *sighs* “do they really have nothing better to do?”

#physical 100 #physical 100 season 2

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Andre Jin Physical: 100 ・ 2.09 '1/100' — requested by anonymous

#me when i try to carry all the grocery bags in one trip #andre keeping it real #andre jin #physical 100 #physical: 100 #physical 100 season 2 #thank you gifmaker

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suddenly i’m into rugby

#in physical: 100 season 2 the rugby players kept shouting let’s show them the power of rugby #and then this clip appeared #coincidence? i think not #is this a new marketing strategy by big rugby? #because it’s working

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Do you have a clip of Jang-jun and Beom-seok holding hands?

ah, i do not, unfortunately! i am technologically challenged and can’t even figure out how to take netflix screenshots 😭 (hopefully someone more savvy will take pity on us and turn that clip into a gif!)

#physical 100 #physical 100 season 2 #hong beom seok #lee jang jun

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 피지컬: 100│Physical: 100 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hong Beom-Seok/Lee Jang-Jun Characters: Hong Beom-Seok, Lee Jang-Jun, Agent H | Hwang Ji-Hoon Additional Tags: Reality TV, Physical 100 (season 2), RPF, Humor, competitors to lovers, trope: the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one, Slight Age Difference, Dumb boys being dumb, hong beom-seok's very emotional journey, vague understanding of what special forces units actually do Series: Part 2 of romantic reconnaissance Summary:

As a former UDT soldier, Hong Beom-Seok knows exactly what to do when it comes to underwater reconnaissance.

As a guy with feelings, however, he has no idea what to do when it comes to romantic reconnaissance.

He ends up calling Agent H for help.

#physical 100 #physical 100 season 2 #hong beom seok #lee jang jun #agent h #hwang ji hoon (agent h) #hong beom seok/lee jang jun #rpf #kpop rpf #reality tv

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me and my friends getting emotional in vc whilest watching the wildass korean gameshow physical 100

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a must-read ❤️

kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.

i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."

goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'

"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.

behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."

"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."

"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."

later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."

she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.

the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?

i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.

but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.

each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".

but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 피지컬: 100│Physical: 100 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hong Beom-Seok/Lee Jang-Jun Characters: Hong Beom-Seok, Lee Jang-Jun Additional Tags: Reality TV, Physical 100 (season 2), RPF, Humor, Meet-Cute, competitors to lovers, trope: the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one, Slight Age Difference, am i the only one who saw them holding hands in episode 2, that's okay i'll push this ship with my bare hands if i have to (just like in season 1) Summary:

Everyone thinks Hong Beom-Seok chose Lee Jang-Jun as his death match opponent to secure an easy win. And, well, it’s not entirely untrue. But Hong Beom-Seok’s first thought upon seeing Lee Jang-Jun was, ‘goddamn, he’s pretty.’

(Or, how an ex-special forces soldier unintentionally falls for a K-pop idol on global television.)

#physical 100 #physical: 100 #physical: 100 (season 2) #hong beom seok #lee jang jun #hong beom seok/lee jang jun #rpf #kpop rpf #reality tv

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writing historical fiction will make you google things like “when we’re towels invented?” “how much did a towel cost in American in 1885?” “historical average number of towels owned per household”

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#Happy Superbowl superb owl

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fēng Xìn/Mù Qíng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú) Characters: Mu Qing (Tian Guan Ci Fu), Feng Xin (Tian Guan Ci Fu), Líng Wén (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Xie Lian (Tian Guan Ci Fu), Hua Cheng (Tian Guan Ci Fu) Additional Tags: Humor, Crack, Enemies to Lovers, Donghua verse, communication array shenanigans, devastation-level spam, background hualian Summary:

Like a plague (but worse), spam calls have risen from nowhere and rapidly spread through everyone’s communication array. Nobody knows how to stop it.

#fengqing #mu qing #feng xin #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #crack

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Seven years after, I see you again 😚

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This is my entry for Hallow - a Guardian zine !! I've only ever done ChuGuo for Guardian lol

The zine looks really good and I'm very happy to have been invited to it!

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When I was a kid, maybe 14 or so (which is, you know, 20+ years ago), I belonged to a Yahoo! mailing list for an anime called Gundam Wing. It was mostly populated by other teens, of varying ages, as it was started by a teen and her friends. Eventually it migrated, when Yahoo! groups started as forums, and even branched off into non-GW related stuff in a second forum.

One of the things I remember the most clearly is the oldest person in the group. Her name was Steelsong. She was a 40-something Dom with a sub whose name we knew even though we knew nothing else. She ran her own fanfic archive because the web was still handmade HTML and navigated in webrings and I’m pretty sure Google didn’t exist or was only barely, barely launched and not well known. She was kind and patient and we loved her. She treated everyone on the group with the respect given any adult, even though most of the rest of the world was still treating us like we were children. Not teenagers even, but children. She never once condescended to any of us, never made our youth a barrier to her respect, never treated us like we were incapable of being full people or like we were less than her because we were young.

I remember that she hosted our fanfiction, as absolutely terrible as it was (and I still have some of it, I am WELL aware of how cringingly terrible it is, just absolute nonsense garbage), right there alongside of other fic that was soul-achingly beautiful. Not a separate section for her friends or for kids, just right there like we were good enough to feature alongside other authors. I never once received crit from her that I didn’t ask for, only support. Only love. I am still writing today partly because Steel was so kind about our fic, fanfic and original.

I remember that when I started doing clay sculpture, she commissioned a tiny pair of dragons from me, to support me doing artwork. She sent a check my mom cashed for me, and my mom helped me mail it when it was finished. It broke in transit, and Steel assured me that she mended it and that it was still beautiful. It was a small gold dragon curled up with a small silver dragon.

I remember that her patience knew no bounds. I remember that she was there for us, regardless of reason. When we wanted to know silly things like what to do with a single AA battery, she answered. When we had serious questions about sex, she answered.  When we had questions about writing, she taught us. When one of our group members, a young gay teen in Australia, ended up in the hospital and then stopped making posts, and we all knew what had happened, she let us talk to her about it because we couldn’t go to our own parents, even though we had just lost a friend.

She was not a replacement to my parents, but she was an extra parent, in some ways. A friend, certainly, but someone that had been through more life than we had and was willing to pass on knowledge if we asked for it. Someone older that we trusted with things that were too uncomfortable to go to our parents or teachers or whatever about, because we already knew she wasn’t going to judge us or something, and that we would get an honest answer.

I don’t know why I’m remembering this so hard tonight, and I’m not sure if there’s a point to sharing this, except that I know she’s gone now. She was ill the last time we spoke, and her site went down a long time ago, and I miss her. She was a huge influence on my life, then and now. She was hope, for me, that life as an adult didn’t have to be boring, it wouldn’t have to mean giving up the things I loved and Becoming Only Responsible With No Fun. Her presence meant I had hope I could still write and play with friends even when I wasn’t ‘a kid’ anymore. And she’s gone, and I miss her, and I wanted to share her from the perspective of youth, and the perspective over twenty years later has provided me.

And I think of her, when people go off about older folks being in fandom with younger folks. I’m an older folks now, or at least middle aged folks because there are certainly folks older than me still, but I wasn’t always. I’ve been here since i was a younger folks, and I know how much Steel’s presence and support meant to me, how much she helped not just me but everyone on that group. And I think of the people saying older folks don’t belong in fandom, and that they shouldn’t interact with younger folks at all, and I just think… I can’t agree. I needed that kind of solid presence in my life back then and even at the age I am now, I need the folks older than me to stay. I want them here.

So I guess, like, if you’re here and you’re 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 or 80 or whatever, I want you here in fandom with me, still. Your presence here is a comfort. It is hope. It is a reminder that life will continue to be fun, even as I get older, myself. And if you’re younger and you have this sort of elder in your groups, I hope that they are like Steel. I hope they are kind and patient and supportive, and that knowing them gives you hope for your own future. I hope in twenty years you look back and remember them fondly.

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#yep this checks out

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#necessity is the mother of invention

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every single day