#uncle fred

[ourfriendsthejays]

In the evening of his life his uncle Frederick, Lord Ickenham, still retained, together with a juvenile waist-line, the bright enthusiasms and the fresh, unspoiled mental outlook of a slightly inebriated undergraduate.

PG Wodehouse, "Uncle Dynamite" (1948)

[lucilleverneuil]

“I say, how does a chap like that come to be her father?”

“He married her mother. You understand the facts of life, don’t you?”

“You mean she’s his stepdaughter?”

“I was too elliptical. What I should have said was that he married the woman who subsequently became her mother. A delightful creature she was, too.”

“But why did a delightful creature marry Pott?”

“Why does anyone marry anybody? Why does Polly want to marry a modern poet of apparently homicidal tendencies? Why have you wanted to marry the last forty-six frightful girls you’ve met?...”

Uncle Fred in the Springtime -- PG Wodehouse

[jhsharman]

the Forsythe Chronicles

Grappling for story devices, Jughead's real name was once Frothingham. Though not much used, It would get codified as Forsythe by 1962 at least.

Given these two stories were published a month apart in 1968, it would seem they came in with some stated premise to establish and reiterate Forsythe as the name, and then also try one silly concept.

Foreshadowing the magical hat pin of a decade later and then another half decade later after that, the mere mention of his name sends the girls in an uncontrollable passion, key difference that Jughead is not into it.

A bit curious too, a flashback in the Little Archie -- though a false flashback, mirrors the manner Mr. Weatherbee convinces Jughead to take his given name in a story a decade later. One other thing to note on the Little Archie -- in that narrative universe, Miss Grundy's name is something other than Geraldine.

The various edicts and attempts by Weatherbee or Grundy to use the formal name of Forsythe all end in defeat.

There is something notable in the teaching staff calling you by your nickname, or nickname of sorts. I think back to seventh grade with this -- mixed feelings with one teacher. It seemed kind of a stilted informal-ness and chumminess a tad unbecoming.

[aceredshirt13]

Wodehouse Adaptations

Hello everyone! So, a while back, I made a Google Doc documenting Jeeves adaptations, and a different Google Doc documenting non-Jeeves Wodehouse adaptations. However, I decided it would be better to just combine them - and also add a bunch more that neither past document had! So now I present to you... the Ultimate Wodehouse Adaptation Doc!

Wodehouse Adaptations

Some Notes Before You Read Categorization If the item is… …marked with 🍸 , that means it’s a Jeeves adaptation. …marked with 🐖, that mean

It's got all the adaptations I could find on the Internet of Jeeves, Blandings, Psmith, Ukridge, Mr. Mulliner, Golf Stories, Uncle Fred, and Drones Club stories, neatly arranged by medium and date. If you're only looking for adaptations for a certain series, there's a handy-dandy emoji categorization system, so all you have to do is pop one of them into CTRL+F and it'll take you to any adaptations marked with that!

Naturally, if you know of any errors in the doc, or see anything that's missing, please let me know! Thank you very much, and enjoy!

[pit-and-the-pen]

george weasley while his significant other is pregnant/gives birth cannons? 😊

I love this and sorry it took so long! It would only show up half the time cause tumblr is broken like that. Hope you like it!

Okay so......

-First off George would be over the moon when he found out you were pregnant. 

-Like this man would be fighting back tears he was so happy. you two finally get to start your own little Weasley family.

-”We have enough people to run the shop, I can stay home.” “George I’m at most like a month pregnant I’m still going to work.” 

-He’d do everything for you after hearing that stress could be bad for babies. You’d just kinda laugh to yourself because you could see how amazing of a father he’s gonna be. 

-When you two would cuddle, he found himself just rubbing your stomach, slowly watching it grow and he would just be in awe. “That’s our baby in there.” He would whisper literally just to himself and it made you feel so happy. 

-He would kiss your bump when you finally did start showing.

-God forbid he ever saw you with morning sickness. 

-”That’s it. you’re staying home.” “This is normal. It’ll pass in a couple hours.” He’d try to press it but you would just hold his hand and let him calm down. 

-He wouldn’t annoy you though, like he was just concerned and you knew it.  

-When it was finally time to tell your extended families he would trip over the words because he was so excited to see their reactions. 

-Your families were both so excited for you and Molly teared up a little. 

-”Uncle Fred. I like the ring of that” “You have two nieces and a nephew already Fred.” “Yeah but this is different.” Fred would start checking on you through George because it’s his twins kid. Of course he’s excited.

-When it started to get closer to the date George would check on you all the time. Popping in at his lunch breaks and whenever the shop was slow.

- “No baby yet.” You got accustomed to saying the moment you heard the door close. 

-”I can just use magic to put this together?” You said as he sat with the instructions for the crib. “No I want to do this the muggle way. I want to say that I built it with my own two hands.” “Well you skipped two steps already.” Which would make him snatch up the diagram and his face would fall as he realized he had to start all over again. You just laughed and kissed his head, “I love you.” 

-He would have packed the hospital bag when you were still in your first trimester and it slowly became a huge overflowing bag. “Georgie we don’t need three packs of diapers in the bag.” “You never know.” 

-You two were just finishing dinner and you went up to put the dishes in the sink and you felt your water break. George looked up at the small noise you made, “See now you hurt yourself, I said I would tak..” “George shut up my water just broke.” 

-He would go into full autopilot. Grabbing the bag and pulling you out the door the moment you got everything cleaned up. 

-He tapped his foot impatiently as you sent out owls to your families to let them know. 

-”George I have’t even started to have contractions yet, just because my water broke doesn’t mean this baby is about to crawl out.” 

-He wrote the letter to Fred himself. Hand shaking and smudging the ink just slightly. “Okay. Now please can we go?” He would ask when he attached the letter. You nodded and before you knew it you were apparerating to St. Mungo’s. 

-He talked so fast to the lady at the reception desk he had to repeat himself like three times. You shot her a sympathetic look when she had to ask for all the detail again. 

-A little bit after you got checked in you had your first contraction and boy did George start feeing really bad. He hated seeing you in any type of pain and they looked not fun at all. 

- “I’m sorry.” He would say every time he saw your face contort, trying to ride out the pain. “Don’t start apologizing yet. This is the easy part I’m told.” He just grabbed your hand and let you squeeze it as tightly as you needed. 

-After a few hours of contractions the doctor came in to check and told you it was finally time to start pushing for real. 

-If George thought he felt bad about the contractions then he felt darn right awful listening to you crying as you actually started pushing. 

- “I can’t do it Georgie. I can’t” “Yes you can. Come on, you’re doing so good.” He would say as he kissed your temple, trying to keep you motivated as you cried through another push. 

- With one final push George heard the small cries of his child. “It’s a boy.” He said, throat suddenly feeling a little thick as he looked at the small little bundle. 

-He kissed you as deep as he dared as you laid back, panting and clearly exhausted. 

-The doctor let him cut the cord and after they look the baby away to do all the tests and clean him up, they handed the little crying bundle to George. The tiny babys cries got slightly quieter at George’s small rocking.

- “Hi little guy.” He cooed, feeling a few tears run down his face. 

-He walked up to you, smiling ear to ear and you held up your arms to take your kid. 

-You held your little boy in your arms and you felt all the love in the room from George and you knew that this might be the start of the best years of your life. 

[willietheguy]

He is the cutest! 🥰🥰

[samurai-kohaku]

[vizrecon]