#I LOVED IT SM I CAN HARDLY CONTAIN MYSELF

[triphimi]

"Alright but you have to agree that the movie was kinda mid because..." no, sorry. You can have your criticism ofc and not like the movie but I loved it so much. I don't think I'm capable of not liking any piece of content fnaf brought me.

I've made some posts before the movie came out being like "I hope they don't make it unnecessary corny" blah blah blah but I take it back because this movie and the whole theater experience with people being dressed up as characters and applause during several scenes and the "awwwws" when something cute happened were probably cringe but the most joyful movie experience I could've gotten.

And it was also all I expected. If someone expected explicit gore they were just delusional, sorry. I didn't even think we'd get that much.

[hcrringtonshair]

Our Time

Summary: After the blip you want to be alone but Sam has other plans. 

Word Count: 1455

Warnings: angst & contains minor spoilers of the first episode of TFATWS, so if you didn’t watched it yet don’t read it.

A/n: This takes place in the time around the first episode of TFATWS. This didn’t turned out like I thought, but after watching the first episode I was inspired and I like it haha. I love writing for Sam! God I just love him sm I wanna cry. 

Masterlist

Hey y/n. It’s Sam… You’re okay? I didn’t hear from you for a couple of days so… call me back

Piiiep 

Hey it’s Sam again… please call me back. I’m a bit worried if I’m honest… Whatever. Call me

Piiiep 

You sighed, turning around on your bed, trying to ignore the urge to pick up the phone and call him back.

To distract yourself you order a pizza, finally listening to your stomach. 

After another 20 minutes where you were staring at the wall, the doorbell rings.

Your anticipation was gone in seconds when you opened the door, and it wasn’t the pizza deliverer who waited on the other side of the door. 

“Pizza with Mushrooms, Basil Pesto and extra cheese. Some things don’t change huh.”

Sam with the pizza box was standing there, a light smile on his lips.

“If I don’t answer your calls, you know what this means.”

You wanted to slam the door, but he was faster.

“Let us talk. Please. Just five minutes.”

“Fine. I’m already counting.”

You grabbed the pizza while he made himself comfortable on the couch on the opposite of the bed.

“Did nobody tell you that you shouldn’t eat in bed?”

His smirk sent stitches through your whole body while you stared at him.

“It’s none of your business. What do you wanna say? You have 3 and a half minutes left.”

He sighs, resting his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands. For a couple of seconds there was complete silence.

“I’m worried about you y/n.” 

He locked his eyes with yours, and you couldn’t help but stare back… again.

“It has been five long years. I’m back for six months, and you are ignoring me. Why? If you want to be alone you could have just told me. The others are worried as well I have to mention.”

“Oh really? Wait.”

You put the food away, standing up and started walking up and down the room.

“Steve is an old man and far away, Tony is dead, Nat… Is also dead.”

You blinked a few upcoming tears away.

“Bucky doesn't want any contact, who could blame him for that, Clint is busy with his family, like Scott and Thor is away in space. Oh, and Bruce is also busy.”

You sighed again, letting you fall back on the bed again. 

“So no. No one is worried I think.”

“But I am. And I’m here.”

Sam stood up, crossing the room to stop in front of you, looking down worried.

His brown eyes were so familiar but strange at the same time.

“Come on. Pack a few things. I’ll show you something else.”

“Why? I don’t want to leave.”

“I know. Since when didn't you see the outside? Your mailbox downstairs seems like it was at least one week.”

You murmured something he ignored as he grabbed a large bag from your wardrobe and handed it to you.

“I hate you Sam Wilson.”

A few hours later you arrived in Delacroix. 

You didn’t say a word since you sat down on the passenger's seat. 

You watched the street, the woods and everything else, but you didn’t dare to look into these brown eyes again.

“Home Sweet Home.”

Sam clicked his tongue as the car stopped. 

Shyly you followed him outside, watching him greeting his nephews and sister. 

“Who’s this? Is it y/n?”

Your cheeks heated up as the Wilson Family looked at you while you leaned at the car. 

“Yes I am. Hi nice to meet you.”

Answering one of his nephews, you made a step forward.

“Is this the girl you’ve been talking about all the time?”

“AJ, Cass, go help Carlos.”

Sam watched his nephews run away before making his way to the back of the car. 

You knew Sam’s sister from pictures, her heartwarming smile made you feel comfortable in this unknown area.

“I’m Sarah. Took Sam really long to bring you here.”

“Five years.”

A tired laughter slipped out of your mouth, and she laughed as well.

Before she could answer anything else Sam stood beside you again.

“Come on. I’ll show you the house.”

He already had your bags in his hands, and you followed him.

After he showed you the house and let you rest for a while, you were both sitting on the boat his family owned, a few empty beer cans in front of you.

The setting sun was warm on your skin and since you put all the bad thoughts aside you enjoyed the company of Sam.

“You know what? Thank you… for bringing me here. Maybe it was a good idea to see something else…”

You stared at the calm water, which crushed slowly on the roof of the boat.

“I’m glad you like it. I thought it was a good idea, not spending more time speaking to your voicemail.”

He cleared his throat, following your view before opening up another beer.

“It was a lot to deal with. I don’t know how it was for the people who were gone for five years. But it was a disaster for everyone who survived… it was a nightmare.”

You emptied your beer, thanking Sam as he gave you a new one before returning to staring at the water.

The memories of the first days after the snap made your heart tighten in your chest.

“It was strange. I can’t describe it. But I’m sure it’s confusing for both sides.”

His voice was low, you hardly heard him speaking, so you gave him your full attention by turning around and facing him.

“It’ll take some time. Trust me when I say you’re getting used to it.”

Your voice was filled with bitterness, more than you wanted.

“Oh yea for sure.” His voice was muffled by the can and for the first time he looked away.

“I had to build up a new life. Find a new job, find new friends and all that. Everything I knew was gone... You were gone.”

Not able to look up any longer, you watched your fingers nibble on the label of the beer can.

“You know the last time we saw each other?”

“How can I forget this?”

Your cheeks heated up again when you thought about the night in Warsaw before he went off again. 

Back in the days it was hard to be with him. He was on the run, you tried your best to be where he was when you could. If it was possible and safe you spent a day or night together. 

After that night he was at the Avengers Compound and then Wakanda… And then gone.

“What I want to say is that we can try it again. We can continue there where we’ve stopped.”

“No we can’t. It’s not the same Sam. The world is upside down, and you prefer it to track some bad guys in Tunisia and make everything like the five years didn’t happen.”

“How did you… oh fuck you Joaquín.”

Sam groans into his hands.

“Look y/n. I’m just trying to make everything right. Everything is upside down as you say. Everything is confusing. And I don’t know how to deal with all that.”

“You could have visited me when you were back. I didn’t ask for much, as I said I don’t know how it must be for the people who have been gone. But I speak for myself, I needed you. I wanted to be the first thing on your list. It’s selfish and inappropriate to say this, but I wanted you to look after me right after you defeated Thanos.”

While you spoke your eyes had filled with tears and the weak tries to defeat Sam’s touch when he came closer were unsuccessful. 

He sat down beside you, wrapping his arms around you while he listened to you sob softly.

“Believe me when I say I wanted to. Y/n, please. I’ll make it right this time. This is why I brought you here. This is our time.”

You lean into his chest, ignoring the anger that had built up in your chest before.

You were melting by his words, knowing that he was sincere. 

“God I’ve missed you so much.”

Your words came out stuttering, your nails digging in his sweater like you wanted to make sure that he was real.

“I’ve missed you as well baby girl. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

His breath was hot against your cheek when he lifted your face.

The kiss was a mix of tears and the sweet taste of his lips which let you moan lightly, and he grinned. 

“No interruptions or surprises this time?”

“I promise.”

[jae-bummer]

Ugly Christmas Sweaters

Request: If there's still space, can I request #1 with jongdae please? Thanks!!

Prompt:

1)  ”Here’s a concept…me and you…married.”

Pairing: EXO’s Jongdae x Reader

Genre: Fluff       

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Looking to your reflection in the mirror, you let out a quiet groan. The dancing, holiday cats on your sweater were some of the most awful things you had ever seen (and that was ignoring the fact that they also lit up if you flipped a covert switch hidden within the knit.) You turned to the side, furrowing your brows as you further examined your outfit.

Whoever came up with the idea of Ugly Holiday Sweater parties should be sat in a pile of ants on a hot summer day with honey dripping from their earlobes.

But that was just your personal opinion.

“Ugh, how can someone who styles celebrities professionally...show up in an outfit like this?” you clucked, spinning one last time.

SM entertainment was known publicly for their Halloween party, but what few knew was that they also hosted a party in December every year as well. Disregarding holiday preferences, most all employees attended if for nothing more than free food. You had been dragged along every year since you had landed the position as a stylist, and didn’t intend on missing it now. Not even when they changed the theme to an “ugly sweater” party.

“Are you ready?” your friend and fellow stylist asked as she waltzed into the room. Your eyes grew in size as you took her in, her tight sweater leaving little to the imagination.

“You are aware that this is an UGLY sweater event, right?” you croaked, looking down to the sack-like jumper you were wearing.

“Ugly,” she clucked. “Does not mean ill-fitting.”

Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your bag before you had the chance to talk yourself out of going. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“Where’s the antler headband I bought you?” she hummed, her hands on her hips. Her heels didn’t budge as she began to survey your apartment. “They complete the look.”

“Isn’t the sweater enough?” you sighed, already exhausted.

“Fine, grumpy,” she said, sticking her tongue out at you. “Try to save the fun for the rest of us.”

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You moodily gnawed on your candy cane as you surveyed the party bustling around you. Food was being served, drinks were being poured, but you still felt pouty,

“Isn’t this fun?” your coworker gasped, scraping the icing from her holiday cookie.

“I can hardly contain my excitement,” you grumbled. You would rather blend in with the wallpaper than stand out with your brightly flashing cat sweater.

“Did you see Baekhyun over there? Oh, and Key? They’re looking so scrumptious,” she hummed, nearly vibrating with excitement. “Good tidings aren’t the only things I would be giving them-”

“Aye!” you gasped, your eyes wide. “Calm down. You see idols every day!”

“I style for NCT Dream,” she muttered, crossing her arms. “I can’t fantasize about babies.”

“As you shouldn’t!” you said sternly, shaking your head. “You’re impossible.”

“Impossibly attracted to these whole ass men wandering around,” she growled, narrowing her eyes at a guy you recognized to be in Marketing. “Who is that?”

“He’s in a different department,” you murmured, sending a silent wish of luck his way. For as much as you enjoyed being around your friend, she was a bit...difficult sometimes.

“Interesting,” she said, lifting her brows. “I may have to introduce myself.”

“Don’t make me stand awkwardly alone!” you gasped, already dreading the idea of having to make small talk.

“Live a little,” she grinned, looking down to her cookie before taking a bite. “Make friends.”

“With who?” you groaned.

“Why not an idol?” she asked, tilting her head. “What about Chen?”

“Chen?” you asked, lifting your brows. The name sounded familiar, but you couldn’t entirely place it.

“Yeah, the guy who’s been hogging the karaoke mic. He also happens to have on the same horrifying sweater as you,” she sighed, more interested in her cookie than she was in the conversation at this point.

“You said it was cute!” you gasped.

“It is,” she chuckled. “In a grandma-type way.” 

“Why him?” you sighed.

“Because he’s hot,” she said thoughtfully. “And he’s a celebrity. And the matching sweaters are a good talking point.”

“Since when did you become such a social butterfly?” you murmured.

“Doesn’t take a butterfly to know how to interact with people,” she grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ll bring him over your way. Maybe he can introduce me to-”

You missed the name of whatever miscellaneous celebrity she mentioned because she was already shuffling out of sight.

Grimacing you took a few steps to follow her, but stopped yourself. Sure, you knew you should probably be networking and talking with your coworkers, but you weren’t exactly the most confident.

Working with the dreamies had preconditioned you to deal with idols who were more like little brothers. You never worried about how you looked in front of them, or how silly you sounded. They always laughed at your jokes and treated you kindly. The older groups were what intimidated you. The men closer to your age, who were in general the more adultier-adults at the label, scared you to no end.

Of course you knew they were probably just as kind as their younger label mates, but you never allowed yourself to figure that out. You were happy being unseen.

Obscurity was where you had decided you belonged. Things were calmer that way.

Safer.

Stirred from your thoughts, you looked up just in time to see a new face in your field of vision.

“Well, call me Rudolph because i have been sleigh-ed,” he grinned. “I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m Chen.”

“I’m Y/N,” you nodded with a polite bow. “Nice sweater.”

Chen looked down with a wide grin and shimmied his torso a bit. Your friend wasn’t incorrect. It was exactly the same one that you were wearing.

“I didn’t think anyone else would possibly pick this one out,” he laughed. “You must have wonderful taste.”

You lifted your brows and attempted to stifle your laugh. “Is that it?”

“Duh,” he grinned, careful to make sure you were smiling as well. “When people were asking me about coming here with my partner earlier, I was totally confused...but now I get it! We are wearing couples items after all...

...So, you may or may not have noticed that I was doing a bit of karaoke earlier before your friend insisted I come over. Won’t you sing a duet with me? Pretty please?”

“That’s a nice offer,” you sighed, glancing to your feet. “But there’s a reason why I’m a stylist.”

“Is it because you’re so pretty?” he gasped, his eyes wide with innocence.

You felt the heat of embarrassment begin to creep up your neck. He...thought...YOU...were pretty?

“Because i can’t sing,” you corrected, refusing to look up at him.

“Everyone can sing,” he hummed. You didn’t have to make eye contact to know he was still watching you. “It’s just an opinion if people like it or not.”

You shook your head quickly before allowing yourself to lock eyes with him and let out a nervous chuckle.

“Come on, wouldn’t it be cute if two people, wearing matching sweaters, sang a song together?” He begged, reaching forward and grabbing your hand.

Your face was an unmanageable amount of hot as you willed yourself not to look at the place where your skin was now touching his. He apparently had no issue with being forward.

“What about a dance?” he coaxed. “We can rock around the Christmas tree all night long if you’d like.”

“Dance,” you choked out, more of an acknowledgement of the word. How were you going to keep up with an idol’s dancing skills?

Lucky for you, Chen’s skill seemed to nearly evaporate. If it wasn’t part of a choreographed production, he wasn’t going to be the most talented dancer you had ever seen.

“What are you doing?” you said quietly, trying to hide your amusement. After he had taken your stupid utterance of “dance” as an agreement to actually follow him onto the floor, he proceeded to break into his “best” moves.

Which were thoroughly entertaining, but not for the reason you would have guessed.

“I’m free-styling.”

“You look like your pelvis is caught up in a spasm,” you laughed, shaking your head. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw his fellow idols beginning to laugh at his antics as well.

He really was sweet, but the attention was beginning to make you sweat.

“You say tomato, i say tomahto,” he grinned, eyes closed as he was lost in the beat.

Looking from one side of the crowd to the other, you took a deep breath. Catching eye contact with several people you would prefer to be invisible around, you found yourself beginning to step to the side. “I’m going to get some punch.”

“I’ll come with you,” Chen perked up, opening his eyes.

“That’s really not necessary,” you croaked, keeping your face to the ground.

“I’m thirsty too!” he gasped, instantly taking your hand. Chen smiled brightly at you before offering an obnoxious wink. “We’re pretty similar, don’t you think? I mean...we showed up in couples outfits without even having met before! I don’t want to sound too crazy here, but how about this concept...me and you...married. It’s obvious that we were meant to be.” 

You attempted to keep from choking on your saliva. The two of you couldn’t be more different.

“No offense, I’m sure you’re incredibly sweet, but if i take off this matching sweater, will you leave me alone?” you whispered.

“Probably not,” he grinned. 

“Well...at least your honest.”

“Honesty is the best policy...and honestly, i would love it if you’d agree to a date with me,” he nodded, not even skipping a beat as the two of you arrived at the snack table. “I’d love to get to know you more.”

You blinked in surprise. “Backtracking after you already suggested we get married?”

“I mean, we could work backwards if you wanted,” he smirked. “Marriage, then dating, and then...well, what would come after that?”

You still had to wrap your brain around it. You had quickly established that Chen was very similar to a puppy. Not long after meeting you, he had decided he had liked you.

He had chosen you, in essence, and you wouldn’t be getting rid of him easily.

“So?” he prodded. “Don’t leave me waiting in suspense!”

“Uh, sure,” you managed with a wince. You didn’t want to sound unenthusiastic, but the night has changed rapidly. Especially since Chen had introduced himself.

“if you wake up in a box tomorrow,” he cooed. “Just know it’s because I’ve asked Santa for you this year.”

“That is actually horrifying and mildly adorable at the same time,” you laughed, shaking your head. You had nearly forgotten that he had been holding your hand all of this time.

“Sounds like me!”

“Comforting. Something to look forward to i guess,” you shook your head and attempted not to giggle. For as silly as he was, he really was starting to  grow on you.

Glancing up from your interlocked fingers, your breath caught in your throat as you noticed the holiday lights reflected in Chen’s dark eyes. He really was quite  handsome.

He watched you closely, silent for the first time since you had met him.

“What?” you croaked

“Nothing,” he smirked, continuing to stare at you without shame.

“Then what are you looking at?” you whispered, furrowing your brows.

“An angel, i think,” he hummed, his smile growing wider. “You just aren’t on top of a tree.”

You felt your heart flutter and heat begin to climb up your neck again.

Maybe being different from Chen wasn’t a bad thing.

[onepunchmiss]

OPM s2e7 Live blog

“The S Class Heroes”

IM SCREAMING ALREADY I ONLY READ THE EPISODE TITLE ALRIGHT OK SO IT BEGINS TODAY, MY DEATH guys I am so pumped for the S Class focus thats about to begin with this episode like from here on out they become main players in the series and asfdbfhirksvfjkevfsnjkvfnjek how is it legal for ONE SERIES to contain SO MANY FAVES. Anywayyy Before I get started I’m actually wondering- this is the 7th episode of the second season… do we know how many episodes the season is supposed to run for? S1 only had 12 i think. I’m… I’m not even close to ready for it ending. Now that they’ve introduced Orochi, I’m not even sure where a good break in the plot would be?? Random concerns aside, lets get to the episode. As always, I’m watching this as someone who has read the manga and web comic to date

OROCHI IS PINK HE IS HOT PINK THATS ALL I HAVE TO SAY BEFORE THE TITLE SEQUENCE HITS ME LIKE A GUT PUNCH EVERY SINGLE TIME AND I STILL PAUSE IT AT ZOMBIEMAN OK off to a great start woo

Oh thank god we’re starting with the tournament I can stop quite literally holding my breath. Alright its Choze time. I’m actually excited for him to do things, his face has been nothing but terrifying thus far and hes one of those characters that are just fun to hate unapologetically. I love over-the-top Nazi stand-ins for that reason tbh

OH FUCK OH GOD I LOVE HIM also GAROU hiya welcome back I know it’s only been 2 weeks but i missed you so much thank you for gracing my screen for 5 seconds OH HECK the dramatic music and beginning of the internal monologue just being blatantly REJECTED caught me off guard I cackled AH WAIT WAIT

EYESIGHT DOGMAN ASDFGHK MY BABY IS COMING IM DEAD IM FUKKIN DEAD ALREADY I MISSED HIS CUTE VOICE hey no wait that was very quick?? I must withhold my bias, we’re at the point now where I have SCRUTINIZED every single panel of the manga over and over because of all of my faves, so even the smallest differences will be glaring to me. As much as I want all the action to be drawn out as it is in the manga, I know that’s never been how the anime has rolled. I must bite my tongue.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE ONLY TIME WE’LL EVER SEE HIM AND YET!!! oof i had to pause for 2 minutes to chill out and actually type. I. I just. juST. BOI ARE YOU OK WHERE ARE YOU ARE YOU WELL AND WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE G4 tell me your secrets

WAIT COME BACK i dont give 2 SHITS about sweet mast HECKK

speaking of whom get off my screen u creep I have a personal bone to pick with u disrespecting the bae as you will

[SCREAMING]

Oh god this whole scene is so EXCITING and TERRIFYING child emperor’s face as Pig God just eats her, speaking of which -QUIT CUTTING BACK TO THAT TERRIFYING IMAGERY ASDFGHJ  

YES THEY KEPT IT YES YES YES YESYEYSYEYS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND how much Ive been looking FORWARD to that little scene??? im crying how is it possible to work myself up so much of this please help

ok ok back to the tournament give my heart a break phew Hey Choze if you’re genes are so superior then where are your eyebrows????? You dont pull it off HALF as well as Z does. Jeez everything about this guy is so absurd I can’t help but laugh irl the damn DNA helix rolling across the screen dude just stop you’re embarrassing yourself

although you DO know how to strike a pose. change ur name to Poze. Wait no. Your name is now GMO Corn I lied.

AGAIN GETTIN ME WITH THE WEIRD COLORS Hundred Eyes Octopuss is red and blue OK SURE

DEATH GATLING DEATH GATLING ASDFGHJKL guys I cant look at Narcisstoic oh no “no you’ll do no good”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I WASNT EXPECTING THIS THIS EPISODE BUT I SHOULD HAVE I WASNT PREPARED I paused it I’m afraid to push play he’s not on the screen yet i can still turn back and make it out alive -

                    Behold.                                     the moment   I          died        

I actually have this thing with eye gore and seeing it in motion fucked me up I had to skip 10 seconds but anyway FUCK he’s so SPARKLY and PRETTY

Noting also the music there totally gave me flashbacks to the Darkmatter Thieves invasion for a split second and that sequence in general was really well done I like how they emphasized the suckers sticking to the concrete and everything- it have the monster a lot of weight imo. Of course the studio would be fools to not give Tatsumaki the the utmost respect like that sooo

SPARKLY and PRETTY and TEMPTING FATE YOU FOOL yo I was so excited to this scene but I feel like they didn’t make his response angry enough it’s funnier when it so uncharacteristically mad I might do a redraw with the face he makes in the manga………….. FUKKIN was smiley face man just yelling noises to cover flashy’s voice???? FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

OH MY FUCK WE’RE GETTING MONSTER CELLS THIS EPISODE. OH MY HECK WE’RE COVERING MUCH MORE GROUND THAN I THOUGHT WE’RE ONLY HALF WAY THROUGH THE EP

plot progression plot progression plo t p r ogr e ss i on hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Kamikaze being the badass that he is i lov

SPEAKING OF LOVES LOOKY LOOK God i love those three Okamaitachi is a WIFE and IAI is a BAE HEY WAIT let them speak come back they said words i want voices!!!!!!!  this is going so fast??? Oh my god I was absolutely not expecting to get the Suiryu fight this episode holy crap holy crap?? Ok but I’m getting pumped the music is hype “trying to hide his nervousness by looking like a doofus” “this is how I always look” Oh saitama why do they do this to you. Jeez as much as I love everyone else I forget how much I miss him. 

Oh and he’s getting his hopes up again sweetheart no

This is so good I’m hardly pausing to type my thoughts I’m too invested AND NOW ALSO IM DIGGING THIS MUSIC this is good v good yes and there goes Saitama being a genuinely good person offended by this jackass Saitama is too good for this world

His voice… I love him sm. aaaaaaaaaaaaaand its over. hmmmmmmmmmmmm so I have a guess as to what the post credits scene will be but let’s just see

YUP I KNEW IT cause we skipped it last week and now that we’ve introduced the monster cells it was only logical Genos no bby stop getting completely obliterated mannnnnnnnn

In all, no real complaints??? My children?? Have began to appear finally??? I just wish they literally went word for word shot for d\shot with Drive Knight if only because I’m STARVED for DK content in general. But based on the pacing of this week’s episode, will definitely cover a lot of ground and be pretty intense. I should be less, uh, screaming? Next week too. I’m exhausted from spazzing every 10 seconds hah. Well, I just skimmed the manga again and there might be some but yeah I think I can calm down for maybe 2 weeks. maybe. take a wild guess who should show up right around that time. ANYWAY Thanks for reading see yall next weeeeekkkkk

[migleefulmoments]

Abby doesn't understand smoldering glances(i.e. Mia and Darren's wedding shot referenced earlier), because she never had them directed at her. It's sad actually, because she seems smart and cute, but very very broken...

Yeah...I think that is the problem. She admitted once that she had never had a boyfriend. It is sad but she knows right from wrong and everyday she when confronted with the chose to do what is right or wrong, she choses wrong. She has followers- young followers- whom she reminds with regularity that she is a lawyer- who are learning from her how to be full-fledged misogynists whether it’s blaming Mia for Darren’s drunk song 

Just once, just once, I would love for them to prove me wrong and show her being a responsible adult. Some videos should be kept private and are just so unflattering and continue to confirm what we know.  

I assume they will use R/oyalties as a vehicle to make her appear to have a career, but years and years of reminding us of how much she parties all the time is not helpful to the cause.I get it was a wedding, but it is constant and all the time.  

or 

He was cute but clearly intoxicated. Again some videos should be kept private.

But she’s the one who looks out of her mind wasted. They want to change her image, clearly get her a job, but it’s impossible. She can’t get out of her own way. And the friends don’t help.

and this 

@souly I actually have no issue with the D clip. he looks like he is having fun and as you said, it is rare. I don’t think it should have been posted, but we all know they desperately want to lower him to her level.

She on the other hand is continuing to exhibit exactly who she is.  With her this is the rule and it is constant and there is nothing to back it up

Don’t believe her followers are learning the lessons she and Cassie teach, here is anon Cassie got today;

Anonymous asked:

Well I’m sure everyone has seen the fallout from D’s defiance yesterday? D’s apparently drunk serenade plastered all over SM. Smells like a set up to me. Wow! With friends and loved ones like these - who needs enemies? Thoughts?

She teaches them that they are entitled to denigrate and disparage a complete strangers wedding and of course it is all the brides fault-never the groom. Today’s rant is the souvenir cup from the wedding 

I see the wedding souvenir, just like the rest of the sham mockery, was keeping things real classy….And the A/udra connection, fascinating, I would say someone dialed in a favor and that someone is not D but another mutual friend:)

Anonymous asked:

At least the wedding souvenir portrayed her accurately, with a drink in each hand.

ajw720 answered:

Pretty much and of course the use of the classy term “mot..fucker” So awesome.  I can hardly contain myself at how sweet that sentiment is.

flowersintheattic254

I wonder if Ce/rina has her wedding souvenir proudly displayed in her house where her friends grandkids can see it.

I 🤔 ……….Probably not!!

klaineownsmysoul

What mom wouldn’t want a memento like this? She probably takes it off the mantel daily and wishes she had something as romantic and classy as this to commemorate her own wedding. There really is no bar too low is there? I am embarrassed on his behalf.

ajw720

@klaineownsmysoul I wonder if she stairs fondly as she mixes herself a Period Sex using the sex club’s recipe?  So so so proud…..

ajw720

She must be so, so proud of her boy and his “bride”…….

Those rants are all just from today. 

She teaches them that vaginas are nasty dirty and can contaminate a bar through clothing (while shoes are fine) and even emboldened one to make a Yelp review that mimicked her talking points exactly. She teaches them that a gay couple should be ridiculed for adding their chosen family member (Ashley) to their lives. She teaches them to shame diamond ring sizes, to feel bad about female sexuality, to lie egregiously and that cyberbullying and stalking are normal behaviors for 40-something yo lawyers who went to Ivy League undergrad.