#sorry but it makes way more sense than him inspiring Wuthering Heights

[amarrymeinbostonwriter]

William Weightman was Anne’s love interest NOT Emily’s! Emily very famously did not have a love interest (that anyone can find). There is so much historic evidence that Weightman and Anne loved each other. He’s also the inspiration for Weston in Agnes Grey. Weightman was not Heathcliff, like I’m sure they’re going to try to pull. 

He’s literally described as the opposite of Heathcliff. He was a genuinely kind, caring guy; the opposite of Heathcliff, who was violent and out of control. Patrick Bronte, the sisters’ father, famously liked him and approved of him; thinking of him ‘like a son.’ Weightman would probably find Heathcliff’s character disturbing. The descriptions of Anne’s curate are much in line with a well-liked, pious, upstanding young Victorian man. Her character sketch of Weightman, Edward Weston in Agnes Grey does have appeal; he’s witty, kind towards women and animals- and most importantly he’s emotionally stable. He doesn’t play manipulative games unlike a lot of the other Bronte Heroes tend to. 

Also Charlotte actually LIKED Emily’s writing, it’s Anne’s she disapproved of. She thought Emily was a genius. Charlotte did appear to be jealous of Anne not Emily whom she wanted to be compared to. 

I’m studying the Brontë's now and I have done so before. I’m getting my masters in English lit. They took so many liberties with this it is not even funny! 

The movie looks well done but it is inaccurate. To Walk Invisible is so much more true to what the Brontë's actually lived like. Emily was not model hot either. The sisters were plain and lived in poverty most of their lives. I’m angry that they “prettified” their life stories and changed so much. If this is historic fiction, they should clearly say so because it looks like they are trying to claim that Emily was an entirely different person than she was. Emily Bronte was not like this. She was quiet, anxious bordering on agoraphobic but also of a proud character with a brash temperament.

Another thing that they seem to get very wrong is that it was CHARLOTTE who encouraged Emily to get published not Weightman who died in 1842 of Cholera. The sisters published their first work in 1847, five years after Weightman died. In the trailer, I’m assuming that was supposed to be Charlotte putting Emily and her dream of being a writer down. Emily was pissed that Charlotte had gone through her things and read her writing. She didn’t want other people reading her work initially. She was an extremely private person! 

So please know if you watch this, it is NOT the true story of the Bronte sisters by a long shot. 

I’m not the only one who thinks so either: 

https://miscelana.com/2022/08/12/the-emily-bronte-movie-controversy/

http://www.annebronte.org/2018/08/14/the-kind-brilliant-william-weightman-a-tribute/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Bront%C3%AB

#Emily was a weird woman not a misunderstood model #I'm pissed about this #and they're going to make Anne unimportant and Charlotte bitchy for no reason #the character of Emily looks more accurate to Anne Bronte tbh #except she'd be blonde since Anne was probably blonde they think #sorry but I'm angry #anne bronte #emily bronte #charlotte bronte #william weightman #historic fiction #the problem I have with this is people are going to see this and think it's historically accurate #I'm currently writing a grad paper on Anne Bronte's novels and MULTIPLE scources keep pointing to Weightman as inspo for Weston #sorry but it makes way more sense than him inspiring Wuthering Heights #also that's kind of insulting to assume she NEEDED a man to inspire her writing??? #wuthering heights #agnes grey #the bronte sisters #19th century #please tell me they made it clear that this was an alturnate history or AU or something #Anne is getting silenced again! Not my girl! #also Weightman probably wouldn't like this either since there was evidence he also loved Anne back #her poem Farewell was famously written about his death and it appears in The Tenant of Wildfell Hall #I guess if it's about the Brontes I take it PERSONALLY #emily 2022 #to walk invisible #that's an accurate depiction of their lives though Weightman isn't in that story and that one is very sad too

[baezdylan]

Hey jo!

I did the mbti personality test again! I knew I had to because the last time I did it was years ago way before lockdown and everything! I was probably 14. So the only thing that's different is that I'm more introverted than extroverted now (which is obvious). I'm officially an infp, which tbh seems to fit me more. I still don't know much, but I read the description. I am not sure how I feel, it's surely more relatable and well, realistic! I don't know what to think, but that's me!! (Yes I am making a deal out of this, sorry?)

Anyway I wanted to tell someone, i hope you don't mind your overthinking friend venting here. Love you so so much 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

I so love this gif.

Mais, I am an overthinker and a rambler and an incredibly annoying nerd, why. would. I. mind?????????? INFP I THINK EMMA IS AN INFP OMG @the-girl-who-cried-wolf ?????? This is one of my favourite personality types, there's Todd Anderson, Peter Parker, CHARLIE KELMECKIS, Luna Lovegood, JUST SOME EXCEPTIONALLY AMAZING PEOPLE WHICH MAKES SO MUCH SENSE CUZ YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!!!!!! I'm an INTJ which is ✨A Curse (TM)✨, but I'm working on it!!!!! (I have Greg House, Beth Harmon, Mr. Darcy and Kat Stratford in my corner and I also think Doctor Strange? I think Kaz Brekker too? And that I'm not too thrilled about even tho I haven't met him yet dhsjdjsjdj + some famous people which I'm taking with a grain of salt, such as Nikola Tesla, Jane Austen and Emily Bronte, tho Emily does make sense to me because the way Wuthering Heights is written kinda fits my mindset???? *end geek rant*). You know you can be and are both, right? I always say that, one personality type doesn't have to "fit" you exclusively and this is all for fun (+ it actually helped me with some of my issues because: self awareness!!!!!), so I'd keep the ENFP one too (I mean Jo March is formally an ENFP I think, but I relate to her So Much and see her as an introvert and am probably projecting a little, but she's My Character in mine and everybody else's eyes apparently so who cares! + I have Neil's (ENFJ) energy. See my point? ✨Interpretation✨), then you get something close to the whole picture. My MBTI fits me very well and I don't know what's my second "diagnosis" but it's probably something completely contrasted with my current one, that's how humans function I guess. The only thing that must be the same is probably the Thinking >>>>>> Feeling part.

It's just that I have lots of Todds to bully into confidence now.🧙‍♀️ *evil laugh* YAY! (Yep, Dash (don't even try ok, I NEVER gave up) and Emma, this is about you 🧐, I think Stella also? I remember her mentioning it in the tags?)

And it's more than ok to make a big deal out of things!!!!! I try to ignore emotion and live outside of myself and here I am, with Greg House and Jo March as my fictional counterparts... *sad emoji* I view that as an admirable quality, making a big deal of things, you inspire me! Keep being you whoever that is or might be and just be, exist, write poetry, dance, it's called Keating-it-up! OMG ANNE SHIRLEY CUTHBERT IS AN INFP, MAAAAIS!!!!!!

- Your Friendly Neighborhood (Spider)Witch 🧙‍♀️🔮☀️

#my lorelai ❄🎶✨ #restless wind inside a letter box💌

[recurring-polynya]

POLYNYA please tell me about the sea/your Soul Society sea(s)!!!!! (I also wanna talk about the sizes of things but I will save that for later, haha.)

My entire writing/worldbuilding self is just an agglomerate of about 10 different books/comics I read when I was 19, and one of those is Books of Magic. The major thing I took away from Books of Magic, a thing I think about every single time I read or watch something with a magic system, is the idea that humans have their own magic which is fundamentally different and in some ways more powerful than the magic of magical beings, and that they aren’t bound to a lot of rules and restrictions that magical beings are. A lot of media that features other worlds tends to split into the human world (which has no magic) and the magic world (which has magic). Sometimes the human world has technology and the magic world doesn't, I don't care, that is boring to me and I reject the idea that magic is technology you don’t understand. The thing about Books of Magic, which featured a lot of traffic between the human and the faerie realm, was that humans can do magic that faeries can't. Faerie magic is all illusion and glamour. It cannot affect real change. It is much harder for humans to do real magic, but their magic can actually transform things.

This is foundationally the way I approach worldbuilding in Soul Society. It seems like Soul Society is more powerful and magical than the World of the Living, but that’s only true for a limited set of circumstances, and much of Bleach takes place within those circumstances. Taken in a broader sense, though, Soul Society is not a complete world, it is a projected world, constructed of memories and ideas. Hueco Mundo is the same, but it's even less complete. My husband always gets really irritated by physically impossible moons, like this one:

but I actually think that's appropriate, because it's not the moon, it's the concept of the moon and this is a very romanticized concept of the moon. You cannot build a rocket in Soul Society or Hueco Mundo and get to the moon. The earth is not round in Soul Society. Its borders are limited.

What is Soul Society even for, anyway? I have been watching Hotel del Luna, a kdrama about a hotel where ghosts can stay for a little while and rest and work out some of their issues before they go to the afterlife. I feel like Soul Society is the next step after this. It is too big a shock to go from being a human to becoming a few motes of reishi, so you get another stage of retaining your human form and living a half-life where you don't need to eat or drink and your family has the idea of being a family without all the actual past-to-future connective tissue of a family. It's my impression that when you die in Soul Society, you don't get reincarnated as yourself. You become reishi, and that reishi gets mixed up with everyone else’s and new souls are created when new human children are born. Soul Society is also a sorting mechanism for separating out powerful sources of spiritual energy (that is, shinigami) and putting them to work as balancers, while letting the less volatile soulstuff flow through the reincarnation cycle without cavitating the impellers, so to speak.

That being said, seas are important. I have lived my entire life on the east coast of North America, never more than a few hours from the Atlantic Ocean. I think about moving inland sometimes and I think I would die. My husband grew up in the mountains and he feels a similar connection to the mountains, you can feel him becoming more powerful every time we drive north. I think it is necessary that Soul Society contain the geographic features that anchor people to the physical world, because ghosts need these things to feel as though they are still people and not vague amorphous spirits.

You need a sea. Also, as noted in the post that inspired this one, people in Soul Society eat a lot of fish and it’s gotta come from somewhere. So I think there is at least one sea in Soul Society (I like to put it in East Rukongai), but this is a sea built on human memories, it is not a sea based on the power of the sea, because that is not a thing that can exist in Soul Society. You can fish in the sea and you can swim in the sea, and an ocean god visiting from another realm might be able to pull a little power from this sea, but it is not a true sea. You need a different magical realm for that, a Sea Society, if you will. The Living World, in contrast, is a true world with true oceans, which draw their power from the Sea Society, just as there is death in the Living World because of its connections to Soul Society and other assorted afterlives. (it has been 2 sentences and I am already sorry I called it Sea Society).

Earlier, I mentioned that the borders of Soul Society are limited, and I think that it is surrounded by impassable no-man’s-lands on all sides that, if you could cross them, would lead you into a different dimension. This is not my original idea, it’s something I have picked up from numerous fanfics, but I think it’s a good one and I am adopting it. I think that, as a border between Soul Society and something else, each of these borderlands represents different kinds of death. I think I’ve figured they are a jungle, a desert, a mountain and, of course, an ocean. 

The power of the ocean encompasses both life and death, but this ocean or at least this part of this ocean is only death. It is cold and it is dark and it is full of things with horrible teeth. If you sail a boat into it, you will not come back. I do not think that dimensional borders are, well, two-dimensional, so to speak-- if you could somehow cross this ocean, you might end up in Sea Society, or you might end up in some other death realm, because a lot of afterlives are connected and you get to a lot of them via waterways. The Slavic afterlife, Nav, for example, is ringed with a river, and you cross the Styx to get to Hades. Come to think of it, both of these are sometimes portrayed as being full of unhappy spirits, so maybe the death ocean is an afterlife in and of itself.

This is a little off the topic of oceans, but it is on the topic of natural resources. For all we know, everything that everyone eats in the Seireitei is grown in reishi vats, like the chickienobs in Oryx and Crake. That actually makes more sense, honestly, than fishing and farming, but I have always assumed that many of the upper districts of Rukongai do, in fact, have Nice Things, which turns into jobs and commerce and an improved class of life. The quality and quantity of these resources thins out severely as you go outward. Why don't people in Inuzuri grow their own food, I asked myself? Well: poor soil. Unpredictable, violent weather, so if you can get anything to come up, it either bakes or drowns. A general miasma of low-grade toxins in the air that tend to stunt growth or prevent things from breeding true. Obviously, I think about South Rukongai more than I think of other directions, but I think it’s easy to imagine this process also working as you approached cold rocky mountains with cutting winds and rockslides, or dry, dusty desert where it never rains.

The canon concept of Soul Society is that everything in Rukongai sucks and everything in the Seireitei rules, but this honestly vexes me constantly. It must be ungodly expensive to own and maintain property in the Seireitei, which is why most of the shinigami seem to lead solidly middle class lifestyles and take advantage of on-base living arrangements even though they are allegedly the best of the best. If you're a noble, and especially not Great Family noble, I think it may make sense to maintain a large estate in a pretty part of Rukongai as opposed to a townhouse in the city-- I've mentioned the Kira family estate before, in North Rukongai, which, in my mind, is sort of overgrown and run-down, very Wuthering Heights. Alternatively, if you are super-rich, maybe you have a second property out somewhere nice, hence the Lake District. Did I just make these places up because I want to set a fanfic there someday? Probably yes. 

When I was writing Between Tides, the most basic, raw part of that story was just "Rukia and Renji get sent on a lonely mission near the sea" that was the thing I wanted to write. Back when it lived in my head, it originally took place in Soul Society, but I wanted it to have a melancholy, tourist-town-in-the-off-season vibe, and that didn’t feel like a place that would exist in Soul Society, so I moved it to the World of the Living. I guess I feel like if there’s beach tourism at the Soul Society Sea (I should name it but then I would be forced to write a story about it), it would be sort of Old Timey, and I’d don’t know much about what an Old Timey Trip to the Beach would look like in Japan, if that’s even a thing.

Anyway, sorry this was so rambling, this concludes my thoughts about THE SEA in Soul Society. I am happy to hear everyone else’s headcanons, please and thank you.

#THE SEA #soul society #bleach worldbuilding #everytime i write something like this i feel like you all must think i am a person who owns a lot of crystals #i am actually very practical #also i know just enough about how geography works to know that i am shit at worldbuilding #that if i tried to construct an Actual Map some d&d-loving dudebro would slide into my mentions #and criticize my river placement #and i would turn into dust and blow away #the idea of soul society being built on a shared concept of the shape of the world and not Physics is actually very comforting to me

[faintingheroine]

Wuthering Heights 1970

The film starts at Cathy’s burial, which is fitting since like many adaptations of Wuthering Heights this movie mainly centers on Cathy. Anna Calder-Marshall’s name is actually credited before Timothy Dalton’s.

After this brief scene, the movie quickly goes back to the time of Heathcliff’s arrival via Nelly’s narration which is a nice touch and makes the readers of the book feel at home.

All the ages of the children are correct (including Nelly’s) and the child actors mostly resemble their adult selves so good job casting agency. Mr. Earnshaw brings Heathcliff and loses and breaks the other children’s presents which is true to the book. In the subsequent conversation between Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw it is all but confirmed that this Heathcliff is Mr. Earnshaw’s illegitimate son. I personally hate this theory; I don’t think that it is implied in the book and I think it changes the story’s meaning drastically. But this is the route this adaptation takes. Heathcliff is explicitly said to be named after Earnshaws’ first son, so this might be where that piece of fanon originated.

The scenes from their childhood that we get almost entirely center on Hindley. Hindley is not a spiteful bully but a boy that feels rightful anger at his father’s indecency. This Mrs. Earnshaw is the most strongly characterized one in any incarnation of the story, and she talks to Hindley about how he is the true son of the family and how he must be careful that Heathcliff doesn’t take anything from him. This makes Hindley’s anger at Heathcliff seem almost righteous. In the book Mr. Earnshaw preferred Heathcliff to his son, but there was never any implication that Heathcliff (who is just a foundling and not his illegitimate brother) ever posed a material threat to Hindley.

We don’t get any scenes of Hindley bullying a much younger Heathcliff or causing him any physical harm. The curate advises Mr. Earnshaw to send Hindley to college because he deserves to go to college, whereas in the book the implication was that it was done to get him out of the way. Nelly and Hindley have a romantic attachment to each other.

Catherine and Heathcliff are immediately played by adult actors after this which is typical of WH adaptations. We don’t get any scenes of them bonding as children. The scene of Mr. Earnshaw’s death is true to the book. Mr. Earnshaw’s erratic behaviors and authoritarian manner are well-portrayed but we don’t get a sense of his kindness because Heathcliff is not an orphan but his own illegitimate son.

Cathy and Heathcliff swear a vow under Penistone Crags. This scene basically foretells everything that will happen in the story: Cathy betraying Heathcliff, Heathcliff leaving Wuthering Heights, Cathy haunting him. Catherine begs to Heathcliff to never leave her, so unlike 1939’s Cathy. This scene together with the Nelly-Hindley romance plot, makes me think that Alison Case, the author of Nelly Dean, was inspired by this movie.

Hindley comes back with a wife and Nelly is disappointed. There is almost more focus in the movie so far on Nelly and Hindley’s relationship than Cathy and Heathcliff’s. Hindley orders all the servants outside the “house” but it doesn’t feel as cruel to Heathcliff. It almost feels crueler to Nelly! Maybe because Heathcliff is played by an adult actor, maybe because it comes across as an especially tenous sibling rivalry rather than class oppression, but I didn’t feel as sorry for Heathcliff.

Cathy and Heathcliff go to Thrushcross Grange and behave like their book counterparts who are children despite being played by adults. Cathy is taken in and Heathcliff is thrown away, but other than one reference to him being a Lascar, we don’t really see Lintons being horribly classist and racist to Heathcliff as in the book. There’s no reason for Heathcliff to take revenge on these people.

Cathy comes back and her complaint about Heathcliff being dirty feels less like newly-acquired snobbishness and more like common sense. Again, them being played adults undermines these scenes. Hindley horribly beats Heathcliff and this is the only scene where he is terribly cruel to Heathcliff up until the very end. Christmas episode is cut.

“Why should God have all the satisfaction?” sounds way less savage than “No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall”, just saying.

Frances’s death is true to the book and the transition from her death to Hindley’s drinking and gambling is nicely done.

Heathcliff violently strikes Cathy in the stable scene and I don’t like this.

Cathy of this version may be adventurous and wild, but she is overall a pretty nice person. She is explicitly in love with Heathcliff and only marries Edgar to aid Heathcliff. In the book, this was part of her motivation, but not her only motivation and she definitely turned up her nose at Heathcliff by that stage.

In the scene of Catherine explaining to Nelly that she accepted Edgar’s proposal, you really feel Nelly empathizing with Heathcliff since she was in a similar situation.

Edgar is, again, nicer than he is in the book. He is not as snobbish, he’s aware of Cathy’s grief over Heathcliff running away and sympathizes with it to some extent, he studies law books to be a better magistrate.

Heathcliff returns and we learn that Hindley’s son died. Edgar’s hesitating to admit him has more to do with jealousy than class prejudice here. Cathy is enthusiastic at his arrival but is also teary-eyed, she is definitely more mature and self-aware than her book counterpart.

Catherine and Heathcliff have sex. Heathcliff is again, quite violent to Cathy in this scene which I don’t like. I’m pretty sure they never have sex in the book. It’s debatable whether book Cathy’s love for Heathcliff is romantic, but even if it is so, she’s in denial about it until she falls ill. They’re explicitly characterized as adulterous lovers here.

Much of what follows is the same as in the book: Heathcliff’s revenge on Hindley, his courtship of Isabella, Edgar and Heathcliff’s fight, Cathy’s illness are all true to the book. But it is explicitly said that Cathy’s child might be Heathcliff’s.

Cathy’s death, “haunt me then” speech and Heathcliff being haunted by Cathy are all very well done. Hindley’s murder attempt in Chapter 17 is successful here because Heathcliff is distracted by Cathy’s ghost. This is an interesting method to choose for Heathcliff’s death but I think it is fairly reasonable for an adaptation that only does the first half of the book. Heathcliff’s ghost joins Cathy’s under Penistone Crags and it is both eerie and romantic, a midway between the lovey-dovey ending of 1939 and the truly unnerving ending of the book.

Overall this was an interesting adaptation of the book. Individual scenes of it are great. Its setting, costumes and tone are among the best-suited in Wuthering Heights adaptations. You really get the atmosphere of Wuthering Heights, Thrushcross Grange and the surrounding community. But as a whole movie, it never really comes together and it feels as if it is not sure of what it wants to be.

First of all, there is the problem of the identity of the protagonist: Who is it? Hindley, Catherine or Heathcliff? Hindley’s story takes up a good portion of the screen time and great pains are taken to make him a sympathetic character. And he is the one who shoots Heathcliff at the end. But the narrative moves away from him for a good portion of the second half and the film is explicitly advertised as Cathy and Heathcliff’s love story, so he can’t be the main character. Cathy is definitely the character that is most worthy of being called the protagonist of this movie. But she comes off as too much of a victim of Heathcliff and circumstance. She has her book counterpart’s wildness and impulsivity but doesn’t have her willful nature. I guess she is the protagonist but not a very compelling one.

Heathcliff is deeply unsympathetic here. In the book, Heathcliff’s revenge is not justifiable but it is definitely understandable. There’s no reason for the 1970 Heathcliff to take revenge on any of these people. Hindley is cruel to him yes, but other than one admittedly horrible beating, he is not shown as physically violent to him and has his reasons for the way he behaves (of course this is no justification for abuse). And even if he is a shitty person, he is also dealt a pretty shitty hand at life with his wife and son dying in rapid succession. Heathcliff’s revenge on him seems like overkill. (Or maybe he thinks that Wuthering Heights should be his as the other son? I don’t really care, I don’t really feel this illegitimate son thing). Lintons here are never that horrible to Heathcliff. Edgar is not a snob so much as a man rightfully indignant that his wife is cheating on him. Isabella is characterized as silly here but again she didn’t do anything wrong to Heathcliff. And Catherine always loved him and only married Edgar to save him. She was also responsive to his advances when he returned. There is absolutely no reason for Heathcliff to ruin the lives of these people here. He feels less like a Byronic Villain Protagonist and more like a random criminal ruining the lives of people for money and sex.

This is a decent adaptation of the book that is clearly done by people who know it well. Its flaws are that it gets too distracted by side-plots and likes indulging in “edgy”, improbable theories like “Heathcliff being Mr. Earnshaw’s illegitimate son” or “Cathy Linton being Heathcliff’s daughter” a bit too much. Still, not the worst adaptation and I prefer it to the 1939 version.

#wuthering heights #wuthering heights 1970 #WH movie watch 2020 #wuthering heights adaptations

[of2worldsxmuses]

Bookmark

Cooper was finally getting settled into his new apartment in Verona, and getting used to the work environment with Axel. Now he wanted to get more acquainted with the architecture in Verona, so he made his way to the bookstore and was looking at a few books that he was going to buy. He wasn’t paying attention to where he was going, when he bumped into someone, “Oh my goodness, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you standing there.”

Viola had her nose stuck in a book as she slowly made her way to the cash register. She knew she shouldn’t be doing that, what with the bookstore being filled with people, but she couldn’t seem to stop reading. As she rounded a corner, her gaze still on the book, she crashed into someone. “Ow…” She whined, standing up and grabbing her book before she looked up at the man who’d just addressed her. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have read and walked.”

Cooper straightened up, and looked at the person he ran into, and smiled at just how tiny she was, "No, it's my fault, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." He smiled and tucked the book under his arm, "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" The last thing he wanted to do was get to Verona to make an enemy with someone right away. Especially someone so attractive.(edited)

Viola should've known better than to walk around with her nose buried in a book. She was small in stature, half the time people couldn't see her coming. Her face flushed when she saw the handsome man standing before her, compared to her, he looked like a giant. "I guess it's both our faults." She said, chuckling. "No, I'm fine. Don't need to worry about me.--Well, I better be going then." Not knowing what else to say, she spun around and walked quickly towards the cash register.

Cooper was looking at the beautiful woman, and he had to catch himself before he moved into the creepily staring territory. He coughed and nodded, "Yeah I guess so, but no harm no foul right?" She was darting away so quickly, he didn't know how to react to that, but he decided to follow behind her, and he had no idea why. It was as if he had no control over his own body, "Hey, so um...what are you reading?" He inwardly cursed himself, why didn't you just let her leave, now she is going to think you are a creeper...you idiot.

When placed in an uncomfortable situation, Viola always made it a point to remove herself immediately. The encounter with the Dominant fell under the category, so it only made sense for her to take her leave. She walked as fast as her legs could carry her, which apparently was not fast enough seeing as the man was soon falling into stride with her, asking her a question. "Wuthering Heights…" She answered quickly, wanting to run, but eventually finding her efforts fruitless. Spinning around to face him, she craned her neck up, her round eyes meeting his, before she said. "You don't have to be nice to me, sir. We both apologized, we're even now."

Cooper smiled as the woman told him what she was reading, "Ah, I've never read it, is it any good?" He once again cursed himself, How would she know that if she hadn't read it yet? You really are an idiot. "Well I mean, have you heard any good reviews about it?" He tried to correct himself. He was a little surprised to hear her say that he didn't have to be nice to her, he had never heard that before. "I know I don't have to be nice, but I want too, and please don't call me Sir, no need to be that formal."

Viola was rather surprised that the man was still trying to engage her in a conversation. Why did he even care? It wasn't like he couldn't attract attention from other submissives. He was gorgeous. "--I have read it before and it's very good." Over fifty times to be exact. It was her favorite book. When she heard his next words, she scrunched her brows. It was only proper to address him using formality. That was just how life was here. "Thank you, sir, but I'm afraid, I've been brought up to be respectful and I don't see myself changing my ways any time soon."

Cooper was surprised that she had read the book before, but she was purchasing it now. Apparently she really liked it. "Oh well, then that's great, would you recommend it to someone like myself to read?" He wasn't used to being called sir, that was definitely not how he was raised, but it was obvious that's how she was raised. "Even if I asked you to call me Cooper, you would still call me sir?"

Viola looked at the Dominant dubiously as he asked her the next question. Then, she answered him rather easily. "That all depends on your taste. Do you like historical romance? If not, I'd recommend that you find something else." She didn't see the point in anyone buying a book that they couldn't see themselves enjoying, that would be a waste. "If that's the case then, I don't see why I should call you sir. Although, that sounds more like a demand than a request to me, si...I mean Cooper."

Cooper would consider himself a well rounded reader, so he could get lost in anything, "I think that is something I could lose myself in. But I just like to read, so I could read almost anything." He wasn't lying, he could definitely get lost in reading, that was where he would get his inspiration from. He raised his brow and shook his head, "Oh no, I would never demand that of you. If you feel more comfortable calling me sir, then please do, but I would like it if you called me Cooper. But the real question is, what should I call you?"

"If that's the case, then I recommend Wuthering Heights. It's a great read." Viola was a little taken aback by the Dominant's choice in books, but since she wasn't one to be too chatty around strangers, she didn't comment further. Once again, he shocked her by saying that he wasn't demanding anything. That was a little odd in her book, but who was her to argue? "Since you insist. I will call you Cooper then." Her round eyes widened at the realization that she has yet to introduce herself. "Oh, I'm Viola." She said as her cheeks warmed.

Cooper nodded, "I might check it out, and maybe we can meet somewhere after I read it to discuss it?" He couldn't stop himself from flirting with the woman, she was gorgeous. He was glad that she would call him Cooper, because it weirded him out being called Sir. He smiled seeing her blush, how was she this adorable? "It's a pleasure to meet you Viola, are you from here?" He didn't know why he was drawn to Viola, but it was something about her that he couldn't stop talking to her. He just wanted to get to know her.

"Uhm… Sure?" Viola didn't even know why Cooper would want to see her again. She wasn't the outgoing type, at least not outside the bedroom. Between the sheets, she was a real freak, and yet for some reason, she was always too shy in public. It was a wonder she was even able to speak to him now. "Yes, si--Cooper. I was born and raised here. You don't sound Italian. Are you not from here?" She queried with a gentle smile just to be polite since he was still talking to her, which she still found a little odd, but chose not to address.

Cooper was just drawn to this woman, and he didn't even know why. She was a bit shy, but he thought it was adorable, and maybe she just needed time to warm up to people. He smiled hearing that she was born here, "Oh great, and no, I am not from here, I am from Los Angeles. I could definitely use some help getting around Verona if you would be gracious enough to show me one day?" He wasn't going to beat around the bush, he didn't feel the need too. He was new in town, and this beauty was a native, and he wanted to spend more time with her, so why not ask.

Viola was trying to be polite, since Cooper still wanted to chat her up, she didn’t see the point in trying to avoid him. She might be shy, but she was never rude. Besides, he was actually really nice to talk to, even if she was still felt a little weird that he was still trying to chat with her. “Los Angeles is a long ways away. What brought you to Verona?” She asked and felt her round eyes growing wider at his request. A part of her wanted to question him why, but her kind natured personality took control instead. “Uhm… Sure. I’d love to show you around.”

Cooper smiled at Viola, and nodded at her statement about LA, "Yeah it is, but I took a job here, and my sister is here, and I wanted to be around her, to look after her." He didn't want to sound like an overprotective brother, but he totally was. He was trying to get her to feel comfortable with him, but he could still feel her being a bit shy with him. He didn't expect her to say yes, but glad she did, "Great, that would be amazing, I think I would be more comfortable here in Verona if I had someone show me where everything is." He smiled.

Viola listened intently at Cooper’s explanation and when she heard that he came to Verona to be with his sister, she suddenly felt an overwhelming fondness for the man. She was very close to Justine too and loved her twin to death, it was nice to see that she was the only one who felt that strongly about her sibling. “That’s sweet of you. I’m sure she appreciates it. What is your job?” She asked, feeling a little more comfortable now. “Here’s my card. I’m free on the weekend, if you want me to show you around then.” She said, handing him her card with a wide smile.

Cooper smiled, hearing Viola say that Charlie appreciates him being here for her. "I don't know, I think she thinks I am over protective, and annoying her, but I know she loves me, and is glad to have some family here with her." At least he hoped she was really happy to have him here. "I'm an architect." He smiled when she handed him her card, "The weekend is perfect, I don't work on the weekends, so I will call you then," He smiled, as he watched her purchase her book, and waved, "I'll see you this weekend Viola." He waved, and felt amazing that he met someone as beautiful as Viola.

Viola could only smile and nod her head. She understood being in his sister’s shoes, Justine tended to be protective with her, and she hated it but also loved it at the same time. “That’s an impressive profession.” She remarked instead. “Sure, give me a call and we can meet up.” She wasn’t even sure why he wanted her to show him around, but since she’d already offered, it would look bad if she backed out now. It was now her turn at the cash register and once she was done, she said her goodbyes. “Yes, I’ll see you this weekend.” She was doubtful that he would call, yet she agreed anyway. The rest of her day went about uneventfully where her mind periodically went back to her odd meeting with Cooper. 

#ViolaXCooper

[toomanyfeelings5]

the definitive ranking of pulp! the classics covers and summaries, from worst to best

(Note: Pride and Prejudice was not included in this list, as there were only poster and greeting card options for the work, and not an actual book or summary. Had a book and summary been provided, it would have ranked lowest for unoriginality. It’s literally just 1995 Colin Firth staring moodily at you. The caption is “Lock Up Your Daughters...Darcy’s in Town!” which is just unfortunate, frankly, and honestly laughable.) 

16. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte 

You take a novel that’s positively overflowing with drama and give it THIS cover? THIS summary? Absolutely uninspired. 

Here’s looking at you Cathy...

Childhood sweethearts turned star-crossed lovers, fuelled by bitter jealousy and dark revenge. She’s pretty and posh, he’s a moody brooding bastard. Heartbreak, alcoholism and plenty of illegitimate kids – it’s a perfect Northern drama.

Where is the feeling? The screaming violins playing as we read? The moors? The time skips? A hint of the positively bonkers plot that only a Bronte could compose?

15. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde 

 Oh, the heterosexuality of it all. On an Oscar Wilde novel, no less. 

Hey girl...I’d sell my soul for you!” 

Dorian Gray might be as pretty as a picture, but he's paid a devilishly high price for it. He'll stay drop-dead gorgeous, but there's something nasty festering in the attic...

Pretty as a picture and still lusting after ladies? Please. Pulp! Classics, you can do better. 

14. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald 

Again, we must speak the ancient chant: Oh, the heterosexuality of it all. 

When it came to loving...He knew which Daisy to pick! 

Sorry old sport, but Gatsby has a bigger house than you, prettier friends than you and a Rolls Royce to cart them all round in. To a backdrop of popping champagne corks and orchestral jazz, our hero bids to buyout his old adversary, perennial jock, Tom Buchanan and reclaim Daisy, his favourite bit of High Society totty.

Nick Carraway gets not one mention, which is odd given that he’s the narrator, the protagonist, and Gatsby’s most ardent love interest. Also strange is the cover’s insistence that Jordan Baker, known lesbian, would swoon over Gatsby. Doubly strange is how tiny the women are in comparison to Gatsby’s massive frame. What is, again, bamboozling, is how the slogan on the cover seems to imply that Gatsby knows how to pick a woman. He doesn’t know how to choose anyone, let alone love them. All Gatsby truly knows is the desperate pursuit of a fruitless dream. 

13. Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare 

Romeo looks like he could be Juliet’s father. Juliet looks like an Upper East Side Widow, not at all like the tween girl she really is.

Too wild to live...too young to die!

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou…. Oh wait, he’s hanging around in the garden again. Will young Romeo and his Juliet ever be able to express their raging hormones? Or will their feuding families make this romance blossom into a poisoned flower? Either way, both their houses are totally plagued!

“Wherefore” means “why,” not “where,” though I do have to award points to the summary for placing the blame squarely on the feud and not on these doomed young lovers. Though again, young isn’t the operative word I’d use to describe this version of Romeo and Juliet. 

12. Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe 

This is what one would expect upon seeing a pulp cover of a classic novel. Not much originality or flair is present, but at least some sense of the story is conveyed. 

Solitude was driving him nuts!

Cannibals! Captives! Coconuts!

One man’s love of the sea leaves him stranded on a desert island with nothing but a few goats, a bible and a parrot for company.

Will he ever escape? Will his new pal Friday learn to efficiently press a goatskin jerkin? Or will solitude send him totally barmy?

WILL Friday learn to efficiently press a goatskin jerkin? One must read to find out, I suppose...

11. Tess of the D'urbervilles 

Marilyn Monroe?????

She’s...no angel.

The original Wessex girl!

Tess is just a humble milkmaid when the local landowner has his wicked way. Her new beau, the smarmy Angel Clare, is none too pleased when he finds out she’s already been deflowered. What is a girl to do? Bloody revenge of course, and an ending to touch the hardest of hearts.

At least the summary blames the terrible men in Tess’s life rather than Tess herself, unlike the tagline on the cover. And while Marilyn Monroe seductively lounging about with a drink doesn’t recall the faintest essence of Hardy’s novel, one would like to imagine Tess relaxing in whatever clothes she pleased, a straw dangling out of her drink, a smile on her face as she answers to no one and spends her quiet evening in solitude. 

10. Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome

An innocuous cover; the men’s faces hint at the comedic nature of this novel, and yet...something nags the brain upon looking at this.

To say nothing of the dog...

Incompetence, embarrassment and general disaster - no it’s not PMQs, it’s a trip down the Thames! Three hapless fellows and a world weary dog decide they need a holiday from their exhausting hypochondria. Hilarious mayhem ensues.

To say nothing of the dog indeed: Why does the dog on the cover have a human face?

9. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka 

All one can say upon viewing this cover is: Jeff Goldblum, is that you?

Change really BUGGED him! 

Poor old Gregor. One day he's depressed about his dreary travelling salesman gig, the next, he's roaching around the apartment and disgusting his family. All that's left is creeping the walls and eating garbage. How's his sis ever going to find a sugar daddy with her grotty bro in tow?

Gregor isn’t grotty, he’s our six-legged hero in this tragic tale. 

And yet in the end, the question that haunts us all echoes in our minds in an unceasing echo: is that Jeff Goldblum? 

8.  Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland 

Alice as a hippie is eye-catching, but not particularly creative. 

This cupcake was off her head!

What HAS happened to little Alice? Taking 'shrooms, hanging out with hookah smoking ne'er-do-wells and being dragged to court. That's gonna be one hell of a hangover!

As much as I’m intrigued by Alice wearing heart-shaped sunglasses and a peace sign necklace, the summary and the cover consist of one joke and one joke only. 

7. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 

I just like how Dr. Jekyll in this cover looks equally as fucked up as Mr. Hyde. 

No more Mr. Nice Guy... There’s a sinister man about London town with something of the night about him. Mr Hyde is mad, bad and has a penchant for bumping off MPs and other kindly innocents. Will his friend Dr Jekyll be able to stop him? Or is there something more to their relationship than meets the eye…? Only the intrepid Utterson can get to the bottom of this mystery, but what will he find in Dr Jekyll’s lab?

Points to this summary for including Mr. Utterson, and for insinuating that Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde may be clandestine lovers. 

6. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens 

Ladies, gentlemen, and otherwise, don’t we love it when a greedy rich man gets bludgeoned by a mace into being more generous and kindly towards others?

This cat was a drag....’til a midnight wake-up call...

Christmas?! What a load of Humbug. Mistletoe and Wine just don't do it for Scrooge; he's a workaholic miser with an attitude problem. If he doesn't change his ways, he'll end up with no friends and Tiny Tim won't last the year. Let's hope some spooky night-time visitors can put the jingle back in his bells!

Ring-a-ling-a-ling, Mr. Scrooge. The mace is raised and the bells are ringing.

5.  Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad 

The tag-line made me, as the youths say, laugh out loud. 

Whoops! Apocalypse....

The horror! The horror!

Kurtz might be the apple of every brutish imperialist’s eye, but his God complex is getting wildly out of hand in the depths of the jungle. What on earth will Marlow find when he finally gets downriver? Devil worship? Savages? Heads on sticks? Or just another nutty white man with his knickers in a twist?

Surprisingly anti-racist summary made this jump to the higher echelons of this esteemed list, though of course that doesn’t excuse this novel’s abhorrent and embarrassing fake-deep racism. It also must be noted that the tag-line should have been “Whoops! White supremacy!” and the text of the novel should have entirely consisted of Chinua Achebe’s essay on the work. 

4. The Hounds of Baskerville by Arthur Conan Doyle

The cover alone is a winner. A rabid chihuahua out for blood? Inspired. 

Murder...Mystery...Walkies!

A desolate moor, a diabolical dog in need of a muzzle and some inbred locals; Sherlock Holmes is really up against it. With the help of his trusty sidekick Dr. Watson, Holmes pieces together a mystery that has captured the imagination of readers across the decades. All whilst practising a serious coffee and cocaine habit.

The tag-line is fun and catchy, but sadly this summary must be admonished for insisting that Dr. Watson is merely a “trusty sidekick” to Sherlock Holmes. Heterosexuality strikes again, reducing the impact of the striking cover design. 

3. Dubliners by James Joyce 

Finally! Some style, some panache, some flair to accompany these short stories about being sad and horny in Ireland. 

Stuck in the Liffey with you...

Booze, Sex and Hot Floury Potatoes… Those Dubliners are at it again!

Liars, thieves, whores and priests… James Joyce sure knew how to throw a party! This relentlessly downbeat collection explores the very worst aspects of human nature, and doesn’t leave out the juicy bits. It might not be in the best possible taste, but who doesn’t want to get down and dirty in Dublin?

The summary and cover work in tandem to wholeheartedly convince me that Dubliners is an action-packed, slick collection of stories detailing the wild escapades of a motley cast of ragamuffins, and I gotta hand it to the folks over at Pulp! Classics for injecting some bonafide vintage cool into Joyce’s work.

2. Othello by William Shakespeare 

I have so many thoughts on this. Mr. T. as Othello is fascinating, as is the tagline, “Some kind of Bard...aaaaasss.” Is this a commentary on blaxploitation media? One can’t help but recall Mr. T.’s reasoning behind his mohawk, his gold chains, to honor his ancestors and assert his living, unshakable humanity in a racist society. Is this is a genuine effort on the part of Pulp! Classics to imply that a blaxploitation-influenced adaptation of Othello could reveal deeper truths to the play that we have had yet to glimpse? 

Some kind of Bard... aaaasss

He’s a bardass brother with the love of a fine woman. That is until some cloven hoofed honky starts talking crazy about variously hued sheep tupping the hell outta each other! You gotta pity the fool who gets shafted by the green eyed monster. Let’s hope Othello can work out who to trust before it’s too late…

The fast-paced alliterative language of the summary harkens to Shakespeare’s own wit-fueled dialogue and penchant for creative language. The summary also calls Iago a devil, which is apt, and implicitly criticizes his racism, hinting at the play’s greater tragedies to come. The cover and summary also work in tandem to emphasize Othello’s jealousy and destruction: the “green-eyed monster” is mentioned, and the cover itself is a putrid green. An excellent example of what a vintage cover and summary can achieve. 

1. Frankenstein by Mary Shelly 

You all knew this was coming. 

This kid was born on the wrong side of the lab...

Frankenstein’s monster is on the rampage; terrorising the locals, unleashing murderous hell… and reading novels in his spare time. Can his petrified creator stop this reign of horror before his girlfriend gets the chop?

A James Dean-inspired creature, thereby making them a queer icon? Masterful. The creature being “born on the wrong side of the lab?” A stroke of genius; that they’re called a kid puts the poignancy of the monster’s plight into even greater relief, while simultaneously emphasizing their tragic charm. The clear distinction between Frankenstein and the creature? Reader, I exhaled in a cathartic release of tension. The loving detail that the creature reads novels in their spare time, like any other leather-jacket wearing, motorcycle-riding ruffian with a heart of gold? Beautiful. 

Truly, the obvious queer energy of this cover and summary highlights an overlooked dimension of Shelly’s great work while also paying homage to what draws us to this Modern Prometheus time after time. Do we care about the petrified creator in this summary? Not at all. He’s not on the cover, appearing both rebellious and gentle. We are here for the creature, in their leather jacket, on their motorcycle, novel sticking out of a back pocket on their jeans, ready to whisk us away to a place where even monsters like us can find solace, and be at peace, and commune with each other. We need only take their outstretched hand, and be willing to leave the mundane world for something better, for the chance to no longer be alone. 

#books #art #classic works #i'm going to purchase a copy of that frankenstein cover and no one will stop me

[letholojimin]

HOUR 3 (JJK)

STUCK SERIES - HOUR 3

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader Themes: high school au, badboy & fuckboy jungkook Genre: Fluff Word Count: 1,153 Summary: After being labelled the school’s biggest bad boy, Jeon Jungkook chooses to live up to the title. What he doesn’t know is that his arrogance will lead him to you.

HOUR 2 | HOUR 4 | MASTERLIST

“Wow, this place is amazing at night.” You breathe out, garnering the boy’s attention.

“Yeah,” he agrees. “It is.”

After walking around with only the faint light of the moon to guide your way within the familiar hallways of your school, you finally found the maintenance room. Both of you had messed around with a few switches until after one specific click, the familiar whirr of fans and buzz of electricity began to ring in your ears. The lights had turned on immediately, leaving you two to squint in surprise. 

“Shit!” He had exclaimed, the sudden brightness of your environment leaving you two to close your eyes for a few seconds. “That was painful.”

Soon enough, both of you guys have your eyes open and you simply nod in agreement. Basking in darkness does have its’ disadvantage for when you decide to turn on some lights. It wasn’t your fault your damn school had been irresponsible enough not to double check for any other living human beings in the buildings. 

Sure, now you had fans every other corner whatsoever but for some reason, it was just extremely hot in the area. You’re fanning yourself with your palm, as if it would do you any good, in desperation. Jungkook removes his sweater and leaves himself in a black shirt. 

“Is there no place in here with air-conditioning?” You blurt out, the warm temperature getting to your head. You did not find the maintenance room in the darkness just to continue suffering. He tilts his head to the side, trying to think of an area while you two continue walking aimlessly. 

He hums, and starts to change direction. “The library.” 

With his suggestion, you sigh in content. How did you miss that idea? You were literally there at least thrice a week. The place has the best air-conditioning system in your entire school but the problem would usually be the amount of freshmen crowding under the vents or the seniors shushing the younger classmen since they were studying profusely for their upcoming college entrance tests. The area was even more crowded during the exam season wherein everyone was actually trying to cram months of lessons into one week of ‘study sessions’.

Before you know it, you guys are entering the large, high-ceilinged area. There is moonlight glimmering in through the large panels on the right side of the library, the roof being transparent glass. You’ve never been there at night but with the dimmer lighting as compared to the day, you were sure you liked the place a lot better.

“Wow, this place is amazing at night.” You breathe out, garnering the boy’s attention. 

“Yeah,” he agrees. “It is. Especially without the noisy underclassmen. Those obnoxious little shits make this place a hangout spot.” 

With his undeniably true statement, you burst into a small fit of laughter. Jungkook doesn’t miss the way the light hits your face in an extremely flattering angle which scares him because he only thinks about that kind of stuff when the moon is the only source of light when a girl’s under him. He also doesn’t miss how you try to cover your mouth in an attempt to stay slient. 

“Why are you trying to be quiet? There’s literally nobody here to tell us shut up. “ He asks, lifting an eyebrow. As if to emphasize his point, he places the sides of his hands to surround his lips. 

“WE CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT!” He screams into the open area and the action makes you laugh even louder and hit his arm. He begins to chuckle at your reaction and makes his way to sit down on one of the tables near the shelves.��

“Tell me, Y/N- what exactly has been worthy of being read by you?” He asks, leaning back on the table with his arms straightened and palms pressed flat on the surface. His gaze is focused on you and you usher to one of the shelves, quickly skimming through the titles. 

Your fingers end up touching a classic- The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald and reminisce the one time you picked the book up back in your first year in high school. At that time, you only heard the name in your English class along with a brief idea of the novel but it had interested you enough to read the book. 

You hand Jungkook the pocket book and upon looking at the title, his face lights up. “This is one of my favorite books!” He exclaims as he turns the brittle pages. “I take it that you like old stories? Classic, maybe?”

You nod, lifting an eyebrow. Jeon, widely known as a heartbreaker, reading these kinds of novels? There’s definitely a lot of things that this kid was hiding from the world. He gets up from where he’s been sitting and walks over to where you were previously and begins naming books, asking you if you’ve read them. From Pride and Prejudice to Wuthering Heights up to Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, you say yes to everything he’s said. 

Only when he mentions “To Kill A Mockingbird” do you actually shake your head from side to side to indicate a no. He immediately pulls the book out from the shelf. “You should really read this book. It’s amazing.” 

“When did you find the time to read all of these things? Not to be rude but you don’t exactly seem like the type to spend a weekend reading The Little Prince whatsoever.” You find yourself asking the million-dollar question and he nods slowly, understanding.

“Other people don’t really know the saying don’t judge a book by it’s cover, don’t they?” He retaliates, tapping the cover of the novel he’s encouraging you to read. “But to answer your question, I read all of these during my summers starting eighth grade. After football practice, I’d always pass by a nearby bookstore. The place introduced me to reading and I guess I began to like literature.”

You nod, making sense of his explanation. That was true- lots of people forgot that there was always more to people than they let on which was sad at times but you couldn’t help but feel guilty that you never really tried to speak to Jungkook outside of now, when both of you were stuck with each other in the confines of the school.

“Don’t take my quotation to heart, even I used to think you were just a basic goody two-shoes. We’re even.” The mood becomes lighter after that and the two of you continue to spend an entire hour basking in the night light and the comfortable temperature the library provides you two with.

Jeon Jungkook is a lot of things, and so are you. What he is tonight, however, is a young man full of surprises. And instead of worrying about how the rest of the night will go, your thoughts have turned around. 

Now, you’re looking forward to the rest of the night.

HELLO IT HAS BEEN 14 DAYS SINCE I HAVE UPDATED STUCK AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!!! IT IS MY EXAM WEEK STILL BUT PLEASE DO NOT HESITATE TO SEND ME QUESTIONS/REQUESTS/COMMENTS BECAUSE I APPRECIATE THAT <33

also wow this comeback is literally amazing i felt inspired to write this because of mic drop jungkook!!! also i will try to update more frequently cause ive been inactive as heck on this blog im sorry huhu 

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