#puberty medley

[fretbored34]

I personally like the sequel: The Mysterious Proctology Appointment

[caught-in-the-filter]

17 questions, 17 people

Tagged by @hiddenstitches 🥰❤️

Nickname: I mean I usually just go by Kayla, but Kay is fine too

Sign: Taurus

Height: 5’2”

Last thing I googled: HP deskjet 4100 ink

Song stuck in my head: currently listening to “The Only Exception” by Paramore, but I was dangerously singing “Corrupt” by Depeche Mode to myself up front at work earlier without realizing that’s what I was singing at first lol, so then I started humming instead lol 😅❤️🖤

Number of followers: 219

Amount of sleep: Ahaha what is sleep? 🥲 I’m in the process of moving but also still working, so I’m not getting very much sleep at all rn

Lucky number: idk if they’re lucky but I like 5 and 24

Dream Job: dream that won’t happen is being on Broadway, dream that might maybe eventually happen is being a graphic designer

Wearing: my work shirt, teal jeggings, a hoodie which I’m not supposed to wear at work but it’s cold, and black boots

Movies/Books that summarize me: oof like that are essentially my life rn or that are my faves? Not necessarily my fave movie but Inside Out is coming to mind to summarize me? I’m moving and having a lot of feelings about everything rn, the personified emotions in my head are fumbling my memory orbs, I’ve a conveyor belt of Killian Jones copies, and I’m 26 but I feel like my puberty island is just popping up within the last 1-2 years lol

Favorite Song: honestly this changes by the minute lol. Most recently I’ve been hooked on “Mindset” by Every Avenue ❤️🖤

Favorite Instrument: guitar and piano, though I play neither as much as I’d like to learn (I used to be able to play a liiiiiittle piano by ear but I wasn’t very good at it and can’t keep time well, so basically I can’t play it lol)

Aesthetic: quiet, introverted, cats, surrounded by unread books, cozy covers, stuffed animals, fandom everything, black graphic tees, hoodies, colorful nail art but also solid dark chipped nails (it varies), varying lyrics from BSB to Halestorm to Broadway etc, and recently secretly black lipstick 😇

Favorite author: Roland Smith and Lemony Snicket, though I haven’t really read much of anything in a while. Lots of CS fic authors too ❤️

Favorite animal noise: my cat’s purrs 🥰

Random: I never know what to say for this lol. In my high school chorus class, we sang a medley of songs from The Phantom of the Opera, so they showed us the 2004 movie version at the end of the year, but I missed a day because I was sick. So me being me, loving both the musical and Gerard Butler, borrowed it from the library to see what I’d missed. With my renews, I ended up watching it while I did homework every night, 31 times in 28 days, to learn every single word of singing and dialogue before I had to return the DVD, because I didn’t know if I’d ever get to watch or listen to it all the way through again so I wanted to memorize it. (My mom got me the DVD and CD for my next birthday after that. lol) It’s been a while now since I last watched it so I might’ve forgotten some by now, but yeah, for a while I could basically watch the whole movie in my head. 😅🤷🏼‍♀️❤️

Tagging ❤️: @dystopiandramaqueen @hollyethecurious @mischievousgraxaim @justanother-unluckysoul @undercaffinatednightmare @cosette141 and I know that’s not 17 but my phone is acting up, so if you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged 😘❤️

[fancifulrealist]

the fact that Dongyeon played student roles for 6 years straight (2013-2018) like YES consistent king!!!

[jahe]

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[superman-returns-playlist]

Return of Superman EP345a

Title: Kids Are the Index of the Fathers Part 1

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1:50 Flower Road by DaybreaK 8:06 Bugler's Dream And Olympic Fanfare Medley by John Williams 10:40 Thanxx by ATEEZ 15:05 B Rossette by Kim Soo Jin (Behind the White Tower OST) 17:15 Tasty Tasty Tasty by HEYNE 21:04 In My Pockets by Morrie 23:59 Ga-In by Song Ga In 25:07 니가 왜 거기서 나와 by Park Hyun Bin 29:59 The Power Of Love by Céline Dion 32:48 Moon of Seoul by Song Ga In 45:04 The Girl Who Can't Breakup And The Guy Who Can't Leave by LeeSSang 45:17 Ballerino by Gary 47:26 Travel by BOL4 48:29 Dynamite by Bangtan Sonyeondan 49:05 So Good by Lady Bri 50:29 Somewhere The Wind Is Blowing by J Rabbit (Puberty Medley OST) 1:00:00 The Days Of Scholars (Sungkyunkwan Scandal OST)

[kpopmultifan]

BOL4 has released the MV for “Hug,” the title track of her mini-album “Puberty Book Ⅱ Pum.”

[highlight medley]

1. Blank 2. Hug 3. Leo (feat. Baekhyun) 4. Counseling 5. Dandelion

[Apple Music/iTunes] [Spotify]

[dramasthetic]

recommend me some slow-burn romance, a slice-of-life plot and an amazing scriptwriting drama like The Package, Be Melodramatic, My Mister, Puberty Medley, Splash Splash Love, Because This Is My First Life, Search: WWW, When The Camellia Blooms, and ....

[galoogamelady]

i just today realized i’ve been thinking your url was “galooga medley” for years and i’d never questioned it, felt like i should apologize lol. love your style btw!

Don’t worry, it happens to everyone sooner or later. Realizing my url is Galoo-Game-Lady is the internet equivalent of puberty. (But Galooga is a thing thanks to Fred.)

[kai-eastaughffe]

truth or dare; kai eastaughffe

The night already peaked by the time Kai’s turn was up. He had come down off the high off the lip sync battle---gracefully conceeded to Samuel, on the basis that one man sacrificing his dignity to Avril Lavigne should logically outweigh what essentially became a group dance-off with Lady Marmalade, and the excellence of that was in no way Kai’s doing---and he was slumped on the floor half-wasted already by the time he was poked in the ribs and forced back to attention.

He wasn’t looking forward to whatever people had planned for him. There’d already been a few curve balls, and he was, frankly, really worried about Salem, and Cleo. But, he couldn’t very well refuse after making most of the squad do whatever had popped into his head.

from cleo raja —

truth: what’s one thing you would change about everyone here?

dare: consume everything in the minibar, alcohol aside, in five minutes.

He could not afford the contents of the minibar at this point, even not including the alcohol. Nor did he want to. 

“Simple. We’d all have colour-coded or elemental or animal super powers, à la Power Rangers, or Sailor Moon.” He shrugged.

“We have never been, nor can we ever be, a proper friend group, since we don’t have a transformation sequence.” He downed the rest of his drink. Tonight was the first night he was really letting himself consume as much alcohol as he wanted---it seemed fitting. Then he continued, before anyone else could take over.

“See, Salem would be something dark and edgy like a black motif with ice and a panther, Leigh would be like a sassy lion and the colour orange. Danny would be yellow and something that flies, an eagle? TJ would be green with like, an alligator or a snake, Cleo would be red and maybe a badass scorpion or spider or a biker thing going on. Jenny might also be red---I feel like you’d rock the pink outfit, though, and maybe have some secret like you can control time and are the most powerful of us and no one knows it. Skylar would be purple and wind powers, something pretty like a butterfly but like---deceptive, her wingbeats make hurricanes, I dunno. Sam’d be blue, cause it’s like “leader-y”, but he’d have like... sweet water powers or maybe a wolf thing going on... I dunno. Dakota would be white, and his power would be...” Here he blanked. “To perfectly slice a bagel, or he’d turn into an airplane? I don’t know what your deal is these days, I dunno who you are, dude. Jules would be gold and control the sun, probably. Kelley would be silver---not because she’s second best though, silver ‘cause she’d turn into like a thousand knives, or just a fuckin’ tank.”

“And I’d be the, uhhh... Turquoise Ranger. There’s never a Turquoise anything. But it’s cool, ‘cause I’d also have a sloth patronus or whatever, and you guys would still have to bring me along anyway.” He folded his hands and surveyed the circle seriously.

“The defense rests.” Lawyer-talk, bonus points. He mimed sinking a basketball, for good measure.

from dakota harrison —

truth: who do you dislike most out of all of us?

dare: arm wrestle me.

It only took one glance at Kota’s arms before Kai scoffed. “Yeah, right. That’s happening---real suspense in who’d win, you clearly just want to look good. I’ll take truth... Who I dislike most...” He thought about it for a heartbeat, squinting around at the assembled group. Sure, there were some there he could take or leave, but no one he truly, deeply disliked more than... “Myself, obviously. Not that you’re not all terrible in your own special ways.” 

There was a deafening silence, and he glanced around. “What? Too edgy? It’s called a truth for a reason---” Someone helpfully pointed out that answering yourself was against the rules, and he grew slightly more irritated with all of them. But only for a second. “Fuck you guys, let me be the emo one for once.” He sighed. “Whatever, let’s just... give the people what they want.” He rolled up his right sleeve, and leaned forward to plant his arm in the middle of the circle before flashing Dakota a wide smile and saying, “Bring it, Beardface. And I mean it---you throw this out of pity or something and I will destroy you some other way when you least expect it.”

from jenny jordan —

truth: what was the cause of your weirdest boner?

dare: put five ice cubes down your pants and leave them there.

“Saying no to the ice dick, thanks, darlin’.” It was a little hard to look at her longer than a second without remembering what she’d said about his eyes and... all that. He still hadn’t quite recovered from the stuff people had said on their turns. Skylar thinking he had a good personality was... misguided, but okay... Salem’s was intentionally weird (as he’d requested, so that one was probably on him.) But Jenny’s confession had taken him utterly by surprise and he still wasn’t sure whether she’d been entirely serious, or if she’d had some other reason for praising him. 

He cleared his throat. “Weirdest boner? Mr. Fuller’s math class, apropos of trigonometry. Isosceles triangles just do it for me, I guess. Or, it was the hell that is puberty, and a light breeze could have the same effect, so.” He was answering a lot of truths, it turned out. Whether that would grow uncomfortable in the near future, he wasn’t sure, but at least for once it was a game of embarrassment for everyone, not just him.

from julian campbell —

truth: who in the room has hurt your feelings the most, and how?

dare: do your best impression of three people in the room - really commit to it.

Well, he knew he wasn’t gonna touch that truth with a ten foot pole. He’s not certain who he’d answer, anyway. Most of the incidents kind of blurred together, and the ones that really stung weren’t things he was willing to admit under any kind of torture. Which left him eyeing the other individuals for targets.

Of course, the more sensible thing would be to separate the impressions. But once he’d settled on them, a scene was already forming in his mind---and they had a brief stint taking Drama in high school to thank for that, he figured. “Alright, but I need props...” With an effort, he pushed himself up, then travelled around the room collecting what would be most effective---a pair of oversized sunglasses, a phone, a scarf, a pair of big headphones from his own bag tossed in the corner, and... yeah, that’d work. 

He then proceeded to enact a familiar situation to all of them, Jenny and Salem being catty at each other---sunglasses perched artfully on a dismissive smirk when it was her lines, scarf draped around his neck lazily for pretentiousness rather than representing any particular habit of Salem’s, but it worked, and Cleo in the headphones, snapping peevishly at the others as she looked at her phone at intervals.

By the end of five minutes his brain was stretched to capacity, he’d nearly strangled himself twice in headphone cords and the scarf, and the sunglasses were haphazardly pushed into his hair. “...in conclusion, you’re petty assholes who need to handle your issues better, and I don’t know why I love you,” he finished, breathlessly, before collapsing backwards on the floor.

from salem st. ives —

truth: did you cheat to get through law school?

dare: spend the rest of the game blind folded and wear ear plugs under headphones turned full blast (so that any other dares can get done to him and he’ll have no idea who did it).

He wrinkled his nose at the dare. “I would have to be horribly masochistic to be into that, I hope you know that. And I’m only like... maybe lightly masochistic most days, so you’ll just have to be treated to my full presence for the rest of the game.” It was hard to sweep a mocking bow while seated, but he tried to give one to Salem with minimal spillage of his drink.

“And I...” He paused, and covered it by sipping at the medley of alcohol in his cup---was it his? Had he just picked it up? It tasted like sour patch kids, and he was fairly sure he’d had something in the brownish family. “Is this someone else’s drink?” he asked, keeping the suspicion that maybe he was being pranked---extra bonus prank on Kai night, you know---a private one. “Anyway, it’s delicious, so thanks.” The potential prankster could have their laugh, his drink was delightful. “As I was saying, I did not cheat in law school.” It was, he told himself, the absolute truth. He’d never even been in law school---so how could he cheat? His smirk lost some of its pep when he remembered why that wasn’t exactly the triumph it should be. Someone, somewhere, had actually been in law school and not cheated---but it sure as hell wasn’t him. His mouth tasted bitter, and the stolen drink didn’t help any.

from samuel flores —

truth: do you still resent how the squad treated you in high school?

dare: prank call one of your coworkers.

And there it was. The kicker. ‘Cause he didn’t have coworkers to call---unless you counted Jeremy and Yolanda from the sandwich shop. Who would not take kindly to being disturbed---high priced lawyers might shrug that shit off as a laugh. Minimum wage dishwashers, or his manager, would not. And, believe it or not, he actually liked his coworkers. They thought he was good at his job---and he was, obviously, but they treated him like he was. He wasn’t going to subject them to the... Recapturing Lost Youth Squad. Yolanda had three kids, for fuck’s sake.

He swallowed the remains of his cup and studied the bottom. “I wouldn’t say I resent it,” he said, surprisingly calm and serious for the moment. “That makes it seem like I’m out for vengeance on everyone or hate you all. I don’t, at all. I just want... I dunno.” His voice dropped to a mumble. “Respect, maybe? Or... something...” And now, because of his stupid choice to pretend to be something he wasn’t, some of them actually did respect him, but it wasn’t even him, not really. They respected a complete and total fabrication. He’d almost gotten what he wanted, but it felt hollow and fake.

from skylar murphy —

truth: when was the closest you came to truly getting upset with the squad’s jokes on your behalf?

dare: spread a rumor about someone in the squad that really grinds your gears (i.e. whoever pokes fun at you too much from your perspective).

“Uhhh...” He tried to think, this time, of something specific. After a minute, he nodded. “I do remember one time...” Which in hindsight, might’ve been a precursor to things to come, but he hadn’t been too wise about that sort of thing until he started actively looking for them at his therapist’s bidding. “After we saw the Arcade Fire concert in junior year, and everyone had bought merch. Remember, it was like, a status thing? Wearing the shirts the next day if you’d been to the show? Teenagers are trash.” 

“Anyway, they were actually pretty tame as jokes go, just about the shirt and how I had finally made a decent fashion choice, combined with like... the occasional jab about how now I looked like all the other indie pricks at school.” It really had been totally run-of-the-mill day, all things told---except he’d actually loved that shirt, and the concert had been a good memory. And it’d only lasted a day, because of their idiotic taunts, and his skin being surprisingly thin that week. “Went home and burned the thing in the fireplace. Of course, our fireplace wasn’t equipped for synthetics or whatever was on the logo, I dunno... Anyway the house filled up with smoke and I had to evacuate the munchkins to the lawn,” he said, referring to his siblings. “And got in complete shit for it. Never told any of you, but I think that’s the most pissed I ever got.”

from tj powell —

truth: do you like leigh or salem better?

dare: run out into the hall, knock on somebody’s door, and ask to use their bathroom.

He toyed with his lower lip, looking directly at the dimly-aware Salem as he tried to decide. It should be an easy answer, but his drink had been spiked after all---with indecision and philosophizing, apparently, because it occurred to him that for all his resentment of Leigh becoming joined at the hip with Salem instead, there was something that wasn’t quite... It wasn’t jealousy, really, because he also liked Salem. Genuinely. If he’d been in her shoes, he’d have opted to hang out with Salem, too. So he didn’t really blame her, and that’s what made it complicated. Leigh was his oldest friend, probably. They understood each other, and she’d never cut him out---when she could have. They became a trio instead. He eventually realized he’d been silently musing and staring at Salem for quite some time, and shrugged. “Fuck it.” He got shakily to his feet and went out into the hall, made a show of being choosy about which hotel door he was going to disturb before selecting one at random and knocking.

And then knocking at another when the first didn’t answer. Finally, the door was jerked open. A tall man with a handlebar moustache to rival most cowboy movies loomed over him from the doorway. “What do you want.” He snapped.

Kai blinked. “Uh, I---I lost my room key---can I use your bathroom?”

The man stared at him---then down the hall, where he no doubt saw the heads of several onlookers. “No.” 

The door slammed inches from Kai’s nose and blew his hair back with the force of it. He was happy to retreat with his indignity and the thought of ‘I’m twenty eight fucking years old, what am I doing’ echoing shamefully in his head, until he realized he had an ace up his sleeve---or on his hand, rather. He grinned down the hall at his friends, took the bandage off his right palm from the failed blood oath with Cleo, and knocked again.

The door opened. “Fuck off---”

“Please,” he implored, clutching his bloody hand. “I just need to wash off the blood, and then I’ll go...”

The man’s eyes widened. “Shit! Yeah, come on---I know first aid. How’d you manage that, son?” 

Kai followed, face serious. Ten minutes later he came back to the room, freshly bandaged and more or less triumphant. 

[makkouto]

Haru’s genius always caught him in trouble, especially during middle school.

You see, Haru was the type who hated showing weakness, whether in swimming, in school or his health.  He displayed mental fortitude, strength and nonchalance that few of his peers could have ever hoped to achieve. However his prodigious ability and his strength usually earned him different reactions from his peers.

Part I. with Ikuya and the Others

All Haruka wanted to do was feel the water well. To do that he  swam as best as he could. Shouta, Asahi and Ikuya became overwhelmed by his presence and ability. Since all of them were also of age the age of puberty, emotions ran high and most of the peers whom Haru encountered didn’t hold back in telling him what they just felt.  

Asahi and Ikuya ended up blaming him for the things he had no control as excuses to hide their weaknesses. Makoto also had an existential crisis wherein he unknowingly made Haruka even more anxious.

All these resulted in Haru developing self-doubt and feeling uneasy of himself and his fixation on the water. He echoed the words of the others and blamed himself too, even when the truth was he had not needed to be involved. Combining these with his irritation of being left behind by Rin and hoping that he didn’t have to rely on his bonds with other others, he hated the weakness that was forming inside him. (x)

All of that was slowly resolved because of the brilliance of Nao Serizawa, their club manager and trainer. When they visited him in the hospital he literally said to Haru “to stick to his obsession and have others acknowledge it.”

Nao said the first line in front of Makoto, Ikuya and Asahi too. Later on, the three all agreed to accept Haru for what he was before they took part in the medley relay contest. 

Everything was resolved when the other three and Shouta made peace in their hearts that that’s just how Haru was. Because of that all of them were able to move forward and improve.

Take note that it only took one summer for all of these to be resolved. It was quick because they all worked as a team and had good senpais to guide them.

Notes:

The others: Ikuya, Asahi, Shouta and Rin were all drawn to Haru’s swimming and abilites.

Makoto, true to his character, was much more drawn to Haru as a person rather than his swimming. That’s why his statements all revolved around Haru being always “there” for him.

Part II. Rin

In the January of their first year in Middle School, Haru accidentally met up with Rin. At this point Haru was happy to be in a Swimming Club with his new friends and was excited for the new things he was about to experience with them. We can see it in how happy Haru is in this screencap, while telling Rin updates about his and Makoto’s life.

All those time Haru missed Rin terribly and wished to swim with him again. However due to Rin’s own problems and inferiority complex, he had a different agenda in asking Haru for that race. He wanted to gauge his abilities against Haru’s and used the result to choose his next decision. This race was highly unfair to Haru because Haru was again blamed for something he had no control of. 

Among all situations of people who were upset because they couldn’t surpass Haru, Rin’s was the one most impossible to resolve because they never saw each other again until after three years. Haruka, feeling hopeless and abandoning all the advice Nao gave him, finally plunged into seclusion and depression.

Haru spent THREE years trying to think of a way to reconcile with Rin (even when Rin was the one who wronged him).Haru even with his personality, just wanted to keep being friends with all of them. Haru just wanted peace and closure so that he can be healed and fully comforted by the water.

Notes:

If Rin had a senpai like Nao, he wouldn’t have fallen into the dark depths of his thoughts too. 

PostScript

It has come to my attention that Ikuya said “he’ll be like Nanase.” When I read HS2, I thought maybe he just wanted to run forward and concentrate on the things he liked. In the end Ikuya developed an obsession/fixation to Haruka himself. 

Read High Speed 2 here (x)

honestly steverazo explains haru way better than i could here (x)

[kimchislaphearts]

Adolescence Medley (2013)

Genre: School, Friendship, Rom-com

Plot:

Choi Jung Woo is a transfer student in Namil High School. After transferring schools 7 times, Jung Woo learns it is easiest not to make friends!

Cast & Crew:

Kwak Dong Yeon as Choi Jung Woo

Lee Se Young as Yang Ah Yeong

Supporting Cast - Baek Sung Hyun, Ahn Ji Hyun, Yoon Park, Jung Soo Young, Park Jung Min,  Jung In Ki, Bae Noo Ri, Kwak Jung Wook, Choi Tae Joon, Yoon Joo Sang, Kim Dong Hee, Mina, Go Soo Hee, Yoo Seo Ha.

Guest starring -  Lee Sun Yeol and Lee Jong Hyun.

Director - Kim Sung Yoon

Screenwriter - Kim Bo Yun based on the original webtoon Adolescence Medley by Kwak In Geun

Music:  The music in this mini-series was well chosen and suited the drama well. Somewhere the Wind is Blowing by J-Rabbit was completely overplayed but I really didn’t mind as I enjoyed the song and the nostalgic feel it added to the drama. Stargirl by Bulldog Mansion was a much more upbeat fun tune. I also enjoyed Running in the sky as performed by Kwak Dong Yeon and the Cheer You Up band.  

Overall:

This drama special series has been on my to watch list for quite a long time, it’s one of those dramas that suffer from having a terrible name but are actually really good. The story is told from the point of view of a thirty year old Choi Jung Woo as he reminisces his time at Namil High and thinks of the future. It’s a nice coming of age story about a high school student who has changed schools so many times thanks to his Dad’s job that he has developed the mantra of not getting involved and staying invisible until one day he makes a mistake and gets involved.

The cast is packed with familiar faces, that you will know and love.

Personally, I have such a wildly inappropriate kdrama crush on Kwak Dong Yeon and he would have been about 16 when this was made. BUT HE JUST IS ADORABLY WONDERFUL FACIALLY. This drama gave me appropriate amounts of him to guiltily enjoy.

The drama is really fun and has a lot of funny moments that will leave you laughing. 

As well as comedy, there is some nice friendships that develop throughout the four episodes and a sweet romance between the leads.

Fans of both the Reply series and the School series will enjoy this short series. I can’t think of a thing that I disliked about it. It’s just a really enjoyable well rounded series and it is well worth a watch.  

Rating: 10/10

Watch it: KBS WORLD YOUTUBE  Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3, Episode 4

[fancifulrealist]

Puberty Medley is still the cutest thing ever I'm glad to have watched that masterpiece.

[lady-divine-writes]

Kurtbastian one-shot - “The Nightmare Before Christmas” (Rated PG13)

Another Christmas skating show, and Kurt has poor Sebastian shoved into another inflatable snowman costume. But when Sebastian hears Kurt's reasons, he may not exactly hate it. (955 words) 

(Blaine friendly.)

Part 50 of Outside Edge.

Read on AO3.

“I’m a star athlete you know, Kurt,” Sebastian grumbles as his boyfriend, too gleefully, adjusts his costume.”

“I know,” Kurt answers.

“Some might even say I’m handsome, too.”

“You are. Very handsome.”

“More handsome than Blaine?”

“That’s an opinion held by many, yes.”

The audience roars with applause as Blaine lands one of his signature effortless triple combinations, and a grumpy Sebastian flails his stubby arms. “Then how come he gets to play the prince, and I’m stuck as the frickin’ snowman for the second year in a row!?”

“Because last year’s Christmas show had the highest audience turn-out of any Christmas show this rink has ever put on!” Kurt says, shaking Sebastian to get his full attention. “And do you know why?”

“Because of Prince Sex-on-a-stick-and-skates-like-a-dream out there pulling triple after triple out his ass?”

Kurt stares at his boyfriend, eyebrow raised at that very specific, descriptive, and not exactly insulting moniker. “No, silly! Because everyone loved seeing you play the big, lovable, goofy snowman!”

“Great,” Sebastian moans, staring at his skates. “So me making a fool out of myself made the skating school money. Nice to know I’ve found my true purpose in life.”

“Could you stop being so negative there, Frosty?” Kurt says, straightening Sebastian’s mile-long scarf for the hundredth time. “No one came to the show last year to see you make a fool of yourself.” Kurt looks into Sebastian’s face when he notices him tapping the toe of his skate. He’s met with a crooked scowl and Sebastian’s sad attempt at crossing arms over his chest. Sebastian only succeeds in moving his limbs vaguely with that intention before dropping them angrily to his sides. “Okay,” Kurt concedes, “maybe some of them did. But they came the second night because they finally got to see the part of you that isn’t all sarcastic remarks and vicious insults. They glimpsed the gooey center inside your hard, crusty exterior, and they wanted more. So, that’s what we’re giving them.”

“Yeah?” Sebastian asks, thinking Kurt’s words over, a smidgen of doubt pulling down the corners of his mouth. “Well … why couldn’t you think up something else goofy for me to be that isn’t shoved into a giant, inflatable monstrosity? Like a lovable anti-hero? Like Deadpool!”

“Deadpool!? Sebastian! We’re doing a Disney medley!”

“Disney owns Marvel now. Ergo, they own Deadpool. I know you know this because you follow Ryan Reynolds on Instagram.”

“Sebastian …”

“It would be great, Kurt!” Sebastian continues, carried away on the wings of his own incredible idea. “Blaine’s Prince Eric will rescue Ariel, but then I can enter the ice, stab him through the stomach, and rescue her back!”

“Sebastian!” Kurt snaps in that voice that calls Sebastian down out of the rafters when he’s wandered off too far.

“What?” he whines, knowing full well that his dream of being the merc with a mouth, who gets to slay Blaine, finishing him off with a breathtaking back flip, and rekindling his reputation as a skating bad ass, will never be.

“I … I didn’t want to tell you this, seeing as this is a family show and all …” Kurt bites his lower lip, smiling wickedly at his dejected boyfriend, “but I happen to think that you in this costume … are kind of hot.”

This time Sebastian stares at his boyfriend with a raised eyebrow of disbelief. But watching Kurt trace the lines of his costume with gentle fingertips, chewing that lower lip of his like it’s Sebastian’s own earlobe, he can’t help but believe him … no matter how ludicrous he sounds. “Really?”

“Uh-huh …” Kurt circles his arms around Sebastian’s waist, tugging him carefully into a corner with little light and no traffic.

“Why?”

“I … I don’t know why,” Kurt admits with a giggle. “I don’t know if it’s because it’s so puffy and soft, or because … you know … it’s Christmas-y, and everything about Christmas fills me with joy. I just …”

Kurt’s sentence dissolves into contented hums and, for once, Sebastian has no idea how to react. He never thought about his costume that way. If he had, it probably would have killed every boner he’s ever had since the beginning of puberty. But seeing the gleam dancing in Kurt’s eyes as he nuzzles against him makes Sebastian thankful that this costume is as massive as it is, since the hard-on he has would definitely be visible from the nosebleed seats.

He still thinks Kurt should give seeing him in a Deadpool costume a chance, but he’s not going to mention it and risk breaking the mood.

Sebastian tries to close the gap between them, tries with all his might to reach his boyfriend past his bulbous body, but the more he crowds Kurt, the more he begins to deflate. If he deflates too much, it’ll take forever to re-inflate him. That’s why they get him dressed an hour in advance.

Sebastian doesn’t really give a shit if he goes on the ice a few pounds light and with a flaccid top hat, but he wants to keep whatever fire this costume sparks inside Kurt going until the show’s over, when he can drag him into the locker room for an unscheduled after-hours make-out.

“You know, I may not be a master thespian,” Sebastian whispers, sliding away from Kurt to allow his bottom to re-inflate, but managing to get close enough to his face to ghost kisses around his lips, “but I do have more artistic range than bloated ice person.”

“I know.” With a whimper, Kurt breaks away from his boyfriend and leads him to the ice so he won’t miss his cue. “That’s why, next year, you’re playing a tree.”

[superman-returns-playlist]

Return of Superman EP243

Title: I Support Your First Tries

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1:21 Don't Stop Me Now by McFly 4:00 넌 할 수 있어 by Kang Saneh 5:24 Is It End Here by Flower 5:55 Devil BY Jo Eun Ae 7:53 Can't Stop Lovin' You by Van Halen 9:15 Boy In Luv by Bangtan Sonyeondan 15:55 Yum Yum by Lee Dorsey 16:05 Power Up by Red Velvet 20:08 The Power Of Love by Céline Dion 20:33 The Best Thing by Mocca 21:21 꿈의 가장자리 by Robbin With 찬영 22:02 Newness by Okdal 23:00 Butterfly by Loveholics 23:53 오렌지에이드 by Marmalade Kitchen 24:40 Kiss Me My Darling by Stephane Huguenin 25:17 Oldies Medley by Carpenters 26:55 Me & My Boyfriend by Mocca 30:15 Tutti Frutti by Buckwheat Zydeco 30:55 Cuckoo by 잔나비 45:50 You And I From The Beginning by Bolppalgan Puberty 52:22 Original Prankster by The Offspring 53:40 Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da by Yuki Izumine 56:37 Ral Ral La by So Nyo Si Dae & Yoon Sang 57:13 Bar Bar Bar by Crayon Pop 57:59 Mac Gyver by The Hollywood Prime Time Orchestra 1:04:56 Tutti Frutti by Buckwheat Zydeco 1:05:13 Let It Go by Idina Menzel (Frozen OST) 1:06:27 Don't Be Cruel by Elvis Presley 1:07:16 Eat Song by Heidy (하이디) 1:18:36 Is It Love? by VIXX 1:19:20 Only U by Nick&Sammy (닉앤쌔미) (훈남정음 OST) 1:22:49 너를 ���다 by Kim Hyun Jong 1:25:15 There's Something by Jeong Sewoon 1:27:33 나에게 by Airmangirl

[kpopmultifan]

Scheduled New Releases: April 2019 - Week 1

This list will continually be updated when MVs, iTunes/Apple Music links, & additional new release information become available.

Holland - Holland (1st Mini-Album) Title Track: Nar-C [MV] Release Date: March 31st [iTunes/Apple Music]

IZ*ONE - HEART*IZ (2nd Mini-Album) Title Track: Violeta [MV] [highlight medley] Release Date: April 1st [iTunes/Apple Music]

Chen (of EXO) - April, and a Flower (Solo Debut Mini-Album) Title Track: Beautiful Goodbye [MV] [highlight medley 1] [highlight medley 2] Release Date: April 1st [iTunes/Apple Music]

BOL4 - Puberty Book Ⅰ Bom (Mini-Album) Title Track: Bom [MV] Sub-Title Track: Stars Over Me [MV] [highlight medley] Release Date: April 2nd [iTunes/Apple Music]

ASTRO - Venus (Japanese Debut Mini-Album) Title Track:  Hanasake Mirai [MV] Release Date: April 3rd [iTunes/Apple Music]

EXID - Trouble (1st Japanese Album) Title Track: Trouble [Short MV] Release Date: April 3rd

Minhyun (of NU’EST) - Universe (Digital Single) [MV] Release Date: April 3rd [iTunes/Apple Music]

Maddox - But Maybe (Debut Digital Single) [MV] Release Date: April 3rd [iTunes/Apple Music]

Jung Daehyun (of B.A.P) - Chapter 2 “27″ (Solo Debut Mini-Album) Title Track: You’re My [MV] [highlight medley] Release Date: April 5th [iTunes/Apple Music]

Jung Yonghwa - Melody (3rd Japanese Digital Single) [MV] Release Date: April 5th [iTunes/Apple Music]

BLACKPINK - Kill This Love (2nd Mini-Album) Title Track: Kill This Love [MV] Release Date: April 5th [iTunes/Apple Music]

Ellie Goulding x Diplo x Red Velvet - Close to Me (Red Velvet Remix) Release Date: April 5th [iTunes/Apple Music]

BTOB (Eunkwang x Minhyuk x Changsub) - 미안해 (Special Digital Single) Release Date: April 5th

[female-malice]

Must give credit to the Ivy League. Same for the NCAA. They didn’t hide their positions. From the early days of the Lia Thomas debate, the conference and college-sports governing body made it clear they would wholly support one swimmer over hundreds of athletes. They made it clear that Thomas was a priority. They made it clear that their female athletes – specifically swimmers – were inconsequential.

The University of Pennsylvania operated in similar fashion. It has favored one individual over the team. It has simultaneously ignored and tried to silence its students. It has sent a message that women’s sports are unimportant.

Today, the NCAA Women’s Swimming and Diving Championships begin in Atlanta. Thomas will not be in action on this first day of competition, where only the 200-yard medley relay and 800 freestyle relay are contested. Penn didn’t qualify to race any relays at NCAAs, so Thomas will make her debut on Thursday, during the prelims of the 500 freestyle. She is the top seed, the reigning Ivy League champion and in a competitive realm far from what she knew a few years ago, when qualifying for the NCAA Men’s Championships was – based on her skill level – far from an attainable goal.

Thomas, of course, is the transgender female who formerly competed as a three-year member of the Penn’s men’s squad. After transitioning and undergoing hormone-suppressant therapy, she joined the women’s squad at the Philadelphia school, having met antiquated NCAA guidelines that only required one year of testosterone suppression.

Debate over Thomas’ participation in women’s competition has been hot since early December, when she posted nation-leading times in the 200 freestyle and 500 freestyle. Her story was highlighted, and multiple questions arose. How is it fair for a swimmer who underwent male puberty to race against biological females? Shouldn’t Thomas be given an opportunity to race? Obviously, there were differing opinions on the topic.

With the NCAA Championships now here, Thomas will be in position to excel on the national stage, while racing against biological women without similar advantages. For those women, the NCAA set up a trap door. The Ivy League and Penn, too, opted for abandonment. Maybe it was the fear of a lawsuit. Maybe it was misogyny. Regardless, by supporting Thomas, biological women were belittled.

When approached for comment in the leadup to the NCAA Championships, the governing body declined to weigh in on the Thomas situation. The Ivy League, however, went another route during the season – and there was no interpretation needed when it came to the conference’s feelings toward its female athletes.

“The Ivy League reaffirms its unwavering commitment to providing an inclusive environment for all student-athletes while condemning transphobia and discrimination in any form,” said an Ivy League statement release in January. “The league welcomes (Thomas’) participation in the sport of women’s swimming and diving and looks forward to celebrating the success of all of our student-athletes throughout the season.”

Let’s analyze this statement from the Ivy League. If the Ivy League was dedicated to an inclusive environment, it would recognize the concerns of athletes and parents concerned about Thomas’ presence in a women’s sport. It would look at the science and data available and see that Thomas, fueled by male-puberty, has an unfair edge over the opposition. Instead, conference leaders have turned their backs on women, forcing them to compete on an uneven playing field. Remember, Thomas was ranked in the mid-500s in the nation in the 200 freestyle when racing for the Penn men’s team. She is now No. 1. Again: 500s to first.

In the 500 freestyle at the Ivy Leagues, Thomas’ teammate Catherine Buroker was the runnerup, finishing more than seven seconds back. I don’t know Buroker’s stance on Thomas racing in women’s competition. Perhaps she is supportive. Regardless of her position, Buroker should be the Ivy League champion in the 500 freestyle, as Thomas should not have been in the field.

Then there’s the Ivy League’s condemnation of transphobia and discrimination. Yes, such acts should be denounced, but the Lia Thomas situation is not about transphobia. It is a pathetic and misguided state that any argument against Thomas’ participation is immediately deemed to be an indication of transphobia. No, the arguments against Thomas are about fairness, and for the Ivy League to play the transphobia card is arrogant, ignorant, and insulting. Really, it is a sign of the conference taking a bully approach and using such a strong term to intimidate and deter those willing to speak out.

The way Penn has tried to spin the situation has been equally embarrassing. At the same time the Ivy League released its statement, Penn declared that it was fully supportive of “all the student-athletes and coaches in our swimming and diving program.” Really? That is an interesting commentary considering Penn has warned athletes to not speak out and has not made swimmers available for comment during the season.

Support for all? Ha! What a joke.

There is a strong chance Thomas will win an NCAA title this week. Swimming World has called for an asterisk to denote the performances of Thomas in Atlanta. What will the NCAA say about her finishes, including potential victories? Probably nothing in an official statement. But enough has already been said by the organization through its actions (or inactions). The translation: It is not interested in level competition, the protection of women’s sports or the athletes racing against an opponent who, via male puberty, has multiple physiological advantages. The Ivy League and University of Pennsylvania have tried to emphasize inclusion when asked about Thomas’ participation in a women’s sport. That end could have been achieved by providing Thomas with time-trial or exhibition opportunities – and done in a notable spotlight.

Instead, she will race under a dark cloud, and the absurd belief she does not hold an edge over the opposition.

The NCAA Champs – in part – will be marred by a setup that is a charade. The NCAA will not recognize the damage done to the women’s sports scene, which is already routinely forced to battle for crumbs in the sporting world.

It’s simply not a concern.

How sad.