#dean abigail

[phantom-evil]

[adambarrettz]

[cut-me-and-call-me-yours]

ABIGAIL (2024)

Surprisingly, it's not the first vampire ballerina I've watched. This one, however, took the cake on exciting. Hilarious chase scenes, super gory makeup and effects, exciting deaths, and likable characters, Abigail truly has it all. Over its nearly 2 hour runtime, you have a chance to fall in love with every character, making each death more exciting and high stakes. It certainly doesn't hurt that this film has a star-studded cast, including a former final Melissa Barrera. The abundance of one-liners kept the mood light and had myself and my partner laughing. And Holy moly, did they live up to the 18A rating. Once tye blood started coming, it did not let up till the curtains rolled. Gallons must have been used to create certain scenes, making it one of the more gory movies I've personally seen. I absolutely loved the dance scene where it cut between Abigail living her best life and Sammy no longer able to do anything but be her puppet. It was such a powerful scene. Perhaps I'm a little biased, though, because I do have the biggest crush on Kathryn Newton. If you're looking for a horror comedy to blow your socks off, it has to be this one. It's a must-see before it leaves the big screen not only for the things listed above but also for a little girl doing perowites and spins while chasing down a bunch of grown adults. What's not to love

[leehrkers]

felt silly

[jiminysjournal]

Vampire Rat Pack as Derry Girls:

Joey is Erin.

Sammy is Orla.

Rickles is James.

Peter is Claire.

Frank is Michelle (minus her heart of gold).

And, of course, Dean is Bethany.

[actually-adambarrett]

I'm writing shit for May, guys. I'll be done soon. (Hopefully.)

[procrastinationaccount]

Shittily animated tlt miniseries that mostly takes place mid-Gideon the Ninth

Episode the First: It's an average day in the life of Admiral Sarpedon, until the Emperor His Lord pulls him aside to help him write a top-secret missive to the House heirs - he's worried that he doesn't know what language resonates with the kids these days.

Episode the Second: Marta repeatedly kicks her necromancer's ass at both chess and Canaan strategy, but when she sincerely calls her the better/more competent woman she reassures Judith that she's a true leader and people will lean on her in times of need.

Episode the Third: The Tridentarii gather up the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth for a game of Truth of Dare; they monopolize the time by making Babs and then each other recount their first kisses.

Episode the Fourth: Isaac becomes insecure that Jeanne always seems to want to spend time with Coronabeth and Gideon now, until a beleaguered Camilla explains that she likes them in a different way, not a better way.

Episode the Fifth: Magnus tries to get Abigail to call the spirits of her parents, thinking that having a more active cavalier role will let him charm them in the way he never could while they were alive.

Episode the Sixth: Palamedes throws himself suspiciously hard, even for him, into unraveling the mysteries of Canaan House; Camilla sits him down for a leisurely tea in an attempt to get him to talk about it, but then everyone - including the Duchess - ends up inviting themselves.

Episode the Seventh: Catching on that Harrow is the only person prodding the Protesilaus construct with questions, Cytherea programs his only response to be, "What, are you in love with your cavalier or something?" This eventually backfires and results in her having flashbacks to her life with Loveday.

Episode the Eighth: After overhearing Babs muttering to himself, Colum decides to try meditation as a way to get some time away from his uncle and reconnect with his body.

Episode the Ninth: Harrow decides to make sketches of each scion and cav in attendance, for the sake of thoroughness, and...struggles...with her own House.

[dyke-will-graham]

Happy Pride Month to the gay couples of the internet that sparked a thousand blogs May the odds of reboots, post-series conventions, and actor affirmed canon be in your favor. Wishing a very happy gay month to Destiel, Merthur, Hannigram, Johnlock and all those in between including our new brethren Painland, Blackbonnet, Ineffable Husbands, Nandermo and others! Rejoice!

[kingsdodecahedron]

dean hardscribble

[adambarrettz]

if you’re a fan of the movie in any capacity come join us! there are many more discussions about abigail 2024 to be had… and cuckoo too because we have a discussion channel for it! join pls 🫶🏻

Come join us, fellow Abigail (and Cuckoo and Dan Stevens fans), on our fan-made Discord server! We have cookies, T-shirts, and hats (not really). I am one of the moderators there.

We also have an 18+ part of the server for all you adults to chill in. Some of our members post fanfiction as well.

Mostly I just yap constantly about Dan in there, but you're all welcome to talk about your faves as well!

We hope you'll join us!

[phantom-evil]

[dykeganseythethird]

god loves you, but not enough to save you

[crookedmime]

Two men + a baby trap is truly chef's kiss

[beehfi]

An Oversimplification Of The Shows I Watch

Supernatural: 2 supernatural detectives and their standoffish magical friend.

Hannibal: Toxic husbands. 1 commits medical malpractice, 1 is severely traumatized. Joined by their foster daughter.

House MD: Toxic husbands (1 commits medical malpractice) and their many children.

BBC Sherlock: Toxic husbands. 1 super genius detective and 1 ex military blogger.

BBC Merlin: 1 arrogant prince and his disrespectful magical manservant (and best friend) joined by 1 magical woman and her best friend and servant.

Psych: 2 detectives (1 fake psychic and his best friend) joined by their standoffish detective friend and his partner.

Dead boy detectives: 2 detectives: 1 Edwardian boy and one eccentric buy, they are best friends. Joined by their psychic friend and their kind and lightly traumatized friend. (+ 1 magical cat man and 1 magical crow boy)

Good omens: 2 religious entities: 1 demon 1 angel. Best friends.

Sherlock & Co: 2 detectives: 1 smarty pants, and 1 podcaster joined by their land lord, and company manager. They are all best friends.

The Magnus Archives: Many supernatural detectives. 1 sceptic podcaster, 1 extroverted man, 1 suspicious man, 1 not Sasha, and 1 Martin. All are severely traumatized. (+ the entities that accost them including but not limited to 1 bendy blonde boy)

[blueribbonbaby]

Angus Cloud as Dean (Abigail 2024)

[actually-adambarrett]

《Authors note: Sorry for the not so wholesome writing, but I was in the mood for some angst writing. Don’t come at me.》

《TW: Underage smoking and drinking, joints, illegal activities, arguing, mild swearing, a character gets hit in the face, mentions of kidnapping.》

A joint in each of their hands, Jason X playing on the small television they own, crushed up beer cans and juice boxes scattered on the coffee table, today was just simply a normal day with Dom and May.

“I signed up for this quest thing last night.” Dom spoke up, breaking the silence they have been sitting in for the past eight minutes. “I leave here in about an hour.”

“Quest?” May repeated. Dom replied with a small nod as he took a hit from the joint he was holding. “For money? For fun? What is it?”

Dom chuckled at May's eager and confused tone. “Me and this group of strangers have to kidnap some fucking little kid or something.” He said nonchalantly, flicking the ash of the joint on the carpet.

May rolled his eyes and put out his own spliff. “Jokes aside, what's your actual quest?”

“What makes you think I’m joking, man?” Suddenly both of their expressions turned serious.

It took May a full minute to reply. “You do know how fucked up that is, right?!” His tone was stern and heavy with worry. Dom had to be joking right? Sure he’s done illegal shit before but kidnapping a fucking kid?

“I’m just the driver. I’m not hurting the kid or anything.” Dom leaned back on the sofa and crossed his arms.

“You’re still participating in kidnapping a little kid!” May put his face in his hands and sighed. “I don’t want you getting arrested.” His words were muffled into his palm but easy enough for Dom to understand.

Dom got up from his seat and walked to the kitchen without replying. May lifted his head up and watched him leave the room. His eyebrows furrowed as he chased after Dom. “You can’t just ignore me.” May exclaimed as he grabbed Dom's arm.

“I've done shit like this before.” He said while yanking his arm away from May's grasp. “I’m an elite motherfucker.”

Mays' eyes darkened as he stepped closer to him. “Dom, don't risk it. Just listen to me for once, please?” Mays tone was softer and more desperate than before. It was almost painful for Dom to hear.

Dom started down at May, a small flash of empathy in his eyes, but it didn’t last long. It was replaced with something worse, something stronger.

“What’s with the fucking switch up, man?” Dom said softly but his tone was still intimidating. May stared up at him in confusion. He wanted to respond but the words were stuck in his throat. “You’re against illegal shit now?”

“No, Dom, it's just I don’t want-” His words were cut off by Dom’s more frustrated tone.

“I don’t want to fucking hear it, Maylyn.” May froze at his words. Dom rarely used his full name unless he was teasing May. He looked up at Dom with a disgusted and worried look.

“What the hell is wrong with you!?” May spoke with a scoff. Where did Dom's goofy and cheerful mood go? It was like he was in a different setting. “I don’t know what the fuck your issue is but don’t be acting like a dick all of a sudden!” His voice was fully raised. The scene didn’t feel real, it felt fake, or like he was stuck in a horrible dream.

All of a sudden, Dom's hand was in the air and to May's face in milliseconds. May didn’t even wince. He just looked at Dom in horror and revulsion. He didn't have many words. The only thing that came out of his mouth was, “Dominic.” His voice was soft and slightly trembling, almost like he was going to cry. May stared up at the person he didn’t know anymore. He wanted to ask so many questions, but he was too frightened.

Dom's eyes softened with guilt as he snapped back to reality. “Fuck.” He mumbled as he brushed his finger on the side of May's face where the red handprint was. He wanted to apologize but he didn’t know how to at this moment.

Abruptly, the two of them heard a car beep outside. Dom turned to May and laid his hand on his shoulder for a few seconds before walking towards the front door and throwing a bag over his shoulder before leaving. May silently watched as Dom left, hoping that he would return with an apology. The worry about Dom's very illegal task was replaced with an overwhelming, anxious feeling about the previous interaction. He slowly walked to the door frame, separating the living room and kitchen. He leaned on the hardwood and let his body slide down the wall till he was seated on the floor. May wrapped his arms around his knees and stared down at the half-smoked joint on the carpet. He didn’t want anything else than to be in Dom's embrace. He didn’t care how sappy it sounded. He sat in the same spot for hours, staring at the door as he waited, and waited, and waited.