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anonymous asked:

thoughts on the rolling stone article? overall i thought it was fairly lowkey on the bs meter and thankfully focused the most on harry and his new album

Anonymous said:

What did you think about the Rolling Stone article? It could have been worse, right?


Welp, I was expecting that his promo would follow the established Zayn track in terms of the official narrative. But it was still very disappointing. I shouldn’t be surprised that many in the fandom are downplaying the obvious bullshit. Is it because it’s Harry and there’s the expectation of sincerity whereas we’re used to getting blatant lies from everyone else? Or is it because after Harry being muzzled for this long, it’s a big letdown for his official narrative to beam our exhausted asses back to 2012??

Let me be clear, this is no different than the Zayn articles we got. It’s the same awkward mix of official narrative nonsense and subtle as a sledgehammer rebranding. Harry is now the very deep hipster with well curated taste in music you’re not quite cool enough to be listening to. You are blessed that he’s sharing his philosophical musings with you. Same as how Zayn was rebranded as too damn cool for 1D. You were blessed that he shared his weed fueled musings with you. Yeah ok. It amazes me that people who are deep in the fandom think either narrative is authentic. And it’s not that Harry isn’t a deep hipster or that Zayn is naturally very cool. It that it’s soooo exaggerated because these days everything is written to an audience that is perceived to be rather dumb. It’s insulting.

One of the things that galled me the most was the latest outbreak of Herpes Haylor. I’m supposed to believe that the author thought reanimating that zombie that lived for 2 months 5 damn years ago was more intriguing than asking him about the more recent…

Really?? I know this is the elephant in the room. So in all honesty I didn’t expect this to be brought up. But don’t try to tell me that the new fans Harry is courting give a fuck about Haylor. What I hoped was that he’d be allowed to swerve on the whole thing. If you can’t discuss it honestly then let’s not discuss it at all, k? That’s obviously asking too much.

Also since when is evolved, woman respecting, Harry slut shaming women over the length of their skirts?? And a short skirt means you can’t bring her home to mother? What? The? Fuck? It happens every time with 1DHQ. They can’t frame their narratives from any pov other than sexism and misogyny. I’ve said before they are a very woman hating bunch of troglodytes. And he wrote songs about Kendall? Boring, vapid, vacuous, Kendall inspired uber-deep hipster Harry’s songwriting process? Lies! I hate, hate, hate, that Harry is being used to contribute to the mythos of this empty woman. Bitch, if you wanna be noted, do something noteworthy. Not cringeworthy (hello Pepsi debacle), but noteworthy. 

Another thing that bothers me is Ben Winston (and by extension James Corden) being allowed to use Harry’s feature to promo themselves. Not only that, but sleazy Ben is propping up the official narrative as well. That old story about Harry living in Ben’s attic was dredged up again. Because God forbid you think he was living with Louis. And not only that, the story has been embellished.

“He wasn’t always alone,” corrects Winston, “but it was exciting seeing the array of A-listers that would come up and sleep in the attic.”

Could he sound like any more of a creepy star fucker?? And lowkey imply that Harry just brought home strangers willy nilly and unannounced into his lovely quaint family home like he wasn’t raised right ?? I can’t stand him. And even if these words were put in his mouth, fuck him for allowing it.

So I think the fandom collectively has low standards if they’re ok with this. Because this article was crap. And it’s ok to call it crap. That’s no shade on Harry. Contrary to what many of you wanna believe, he’s still a cog in a machine much bigger than him. I’ll continue to enjoy Harry and the music and cheer for his success because regardless of the shadiness, he deserves to shine. Just understand that this article makes it crystal clear that Harry is in the same boat as the rest of 1D and that none of these guys are free from 1DHQ. That’s an unpleasant wake-up call, but it’s way past time to wake-up.

kidsxuisine  asked:

Some of my family laughs at me when I mention being upset due to the death of my dog, Socks. He died last month and I still cry every night, because he actually helped me through depression and anxiety, and he was like my best friend. I'm kind of questioning whether or not my sadness is justified. They say 'it's just a dumb dog'. Have you ever lost a pet, and if so, do you feel the same way?

OK, so I don’t want to say your family members are being total shits, buuuuut … well, let me tell you a story.

I am 32 years old. I still think about my first cat, Pansy, who I got in third grade after earning S’s for Satisfactory six weeks in a row on my handwriting. She was the most wonderful cat — a big, beautiful Maine Coon with a quiet “Plrrrrp!” sound that she would always greet you with. She liked to follow me around the house, let me carry her like a baby and was, everyone in the family agreed, the best cat that ever existed. My mom called her “The Little Furry Goddess” because she was always so serene and happy. 

She died when I was in 8th grade; we suspected, though could never prove, that the kid next door killed her. At the time, I was undergoing constant bullying in school, with no friends. I sobbed relentlessly. When we gave her a funeral in the backyard, I saw my dad wipe away tears, something I’ve only witnessed one time in the two decades since. 

Yes, she was just a cat. She cost maybe $10 at the pound. She weighed 15 pounds and had a brain the size of a walnut*. Those things are true, but so are these: She was my best friend. She was one of the only good things in that shitty, shitty time in my life. She has been dead 20 years and I can still feel so sad and miss her. Because she was fucking great. Because she brought me so much joy and comfort when I really needed it. Because I spent more time with her than with any human.

And now, I’m a grown-ass woman and I still love that cat who was only part of my life for four years. But in the intervening years, I’ve had other cats, and now Eleanor. Marigny and Eleanor in particular have brought me so much joy and happiness. I refuse to believe that either of them are mortal.

Which is a very, very longwinded way of saying that you never, ever need to feel dumb for being sad over a pet. I think they’re little lumps of God that live with us. They make things better. I hope you feel better soon, too.

Strange Sounds

Author: awkwarddeafguy

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I’ve been steadily losing most of my hearing from a very young age. I learned to talk and can still interact with people if I am wearing hearing aids but if I leave them out, I am totally deaf. Cannot hear a thing. Nada. Zilch. I used to have a roommate who would practice playing the tuba while I slept only ten feet away. This does suck sometimes because I can’t properly enjoy music (radio is just white noise to me) and it’s hard to hold down a job when your customers keep getting frustrated at your poor communication skills but usually I don’t mind it. I’ve always been the type who enjoys peace and quiet so when I’m home, I can take my hearing aids out and relax in total silence.

As you may have gathered from the title, the problem with this is it’s impossible for me to tell if that silence is empty or not.

I first started suspecting that something may be wrong the first time I had a woman over at my new house. It was a nice, medium sized dwelling in a small town that I inherited from my grandpa. I was in the bedroom and things were getting kind of hot between me and the young woman I brought home when she suddenly stopped and motioned for me to put my hearing aids in, which I did. She was scared when she spoke.

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anonymous asked:

i don't know if ur watching but have you seen all the bamon speculation lately??? do you think there is actually a chance we can get a bamon endgame???

tbh, I have no idea why anyone thinks that’s going to happen or why endgame even matters to people. the story’s what matters. the story’s what stays. endgame is legit like winning a coin toss - you call heads and you get heads and you’re hyped for two seconds but then so what? it doesn’t change the story, it doesn’t change the moments that led up to it, it doesn’t change the things you felt or the lessons you learned or the transformations (or lack thereof) you watched these characters go through. shitty ships are endgame all the time - that doesn’t make them not shitty, and that doesn’t cheapen the journey non-endgame ships went through and how that journey made you feel. characters aren’t real. ships aren’t real. a ship being endgame doesn’t mean those characters are out there existing together once the show’s over - they legit end with the show. but how they affected you and what you learned about yourself through them? that’s what lasts. that’s what matters. 

so bearing all that in mind, bamon randomly being made endgame in the last five minutes of TVD doesn’t really do anything for me except give us childish and ultimately meaningless ammo against other ships - it just really doesn’t matter. if they wanted to do romantic bamon, they needed to do an actual, purposeful, non-ambiguous romance arc for them that unfurled over more than the last two episodes so we could observe things and feel things, and instead they did an entire final season of bonnie having no life outside of enzo and damon clinging to the concept of elena. so nah, i don’t think we’re getting a bamon endgame, and more importantly, even if we did, it’s so last second that it’d literally be nothing more than a stat to fling around to rival fandoms. endgame doesn’t define a ship’s journey, a ship’s journey defines the endgame, and bamon’s romantic journey if they do this will have been so half-assed that the endgame feels pointless. 

the good news is that none of this should take away from how watching bamon made you feel and the thoughts and discussions it made you partake in and the friends you made along the way. TVD will go away (#bless). bamon will fade. de and sc and kc and be and bk and all of those things will fade, and you’ll completely forget about them, but the things you learned and felt will linger and inform future endeavors. i learned so goddamn much from being in this fandom and it’s made me a much better, more respectful, and more informed person than i was coming in. never forget that you’re the actual main character in a story - you, the reader, the viewer - and at the end of the day, a story’s only as valuable as its effect on you. bamon doesn’t need to be endgame to be a great story, because it brought you here and made you feel things and taught you that sometimes things with incredible potential aren’t realized for dumb reasons. so take that forward, and if you’re so inclined, be the person who recreates that potential and actually realizes it. 

but most importantly, know that the only endgame of tvd that actually matters is you.

anonymous asked:

Do a favor and kill yourself live :~) dumb cunt.

Sunshine, there ain’t a thing that you can do that’s gonna ruin my night.
(But, there’s just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy.
Licking your fingers like you’re done and,
You’ve decided there is so much more than me.
And baby, honestly it’s harder breathing next to you, I shake.
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me.
Hold my heart it’s beating for you anyway.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Nobody prays for the heartless.
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish.
You’re learning how to taste what you kill now.
Don’t mind me, I’m just reaching for your necklace.
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.

So, baby, what if I can’t forget you?
(What if I can’t forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall,
And just throw, oh no.
You can’t just throw me away.

So, what if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don’t even want to?

Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
So, baby, what if I can’t forget you?
(What if I can’t forget you?)
I’d better learn to live alone.

What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
What’s so good about? What’s so good about?
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
Oh.

Hallways (NSFW Nessian Halloween Special) [College AU]

A little Halloween special for Nessian cause I’m complete trash for them ;)

I hope you guys like it!

None of the characters used are mine. All copyright of Sarah J. Maas.

Enjoy!


College AU in which Nesta and Cassian are dating.


Nesta only had one goal in mind for the Halloween party that night.

To make Cassian grovel at her feet for the fight they had a few nights ago.

The fight still didn’t make sense to Nesta. She had come home from work and so had he when they were both suddenly in a screaming match. She admits that they were both stressed from the workload that they were receiving. But Cassian had no rights to start the fight. He wasn’t the only one that was tired, she was to.

So she had kicked him out and, from her sisters’ words, he had been staying with Rhys and Feyre for the past week. Feyre had been telling her that he was absolutely miserable but Nesta wanted to  pull it out. To make him wait until the Halloween party that she had been looking forward to for months.

Nesta had asked her sisters to find her the most indecent costume ever, a nurse costume that she knew would make Cassian do almost anything. And with her sisters’ help, they had made her look absolutely undeniable.

“Do you think Cassian would react somehow?”

Feyre snorted as she looked at her older sister through the mirror while she did her hair.

“Nesta, you could show up dressed as a sack of potatoes and he’d still grovel at your feet for forgiveness.”

Nesta gave her a nonchalant shrug and a small smirk, “Better to make him really regret that fight then.”

Feyre shook her head with a small smile, knowing already that she would be able to hear the couple all the way to her and Rhys’s house.

———————————————————————————————————The Archeron sisters made it to the Halloween party just as guests dressed in all sorts of things started flowing inside. The thumping of the music could be heard from outside along with the loud chatter from the people inside.

Nesta fixed her hair once more with the small mirror of the car as Elain and Feyre did the same. They didn’t have to worry about a thing since their boyfriends would practically do anything for them. But Nesta still felt doubt every once in awhile about her and Cassian’s relationship. She always thought she wasn’t enough for him.

You’re more than enough for me, Nesta. You’re everything I wished for and more.

Those were Cassian’s exact words whenever she brought the subject up with him. And he would shut her up real well with the activities they did after.

“I’m going to love watching Cassian completely turn dumb from the sight of you,” Feyre muttered while she packed her things in the small bag she brought.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go,” Nesta said with mischief in her voice. She, honestly, had missed Cassian but she wanted to see the look on his face once he saw her. People would call her petty but she hadn’t had this much fun in awhile. Especially with a man like Cassian who would return her attacks with equal ones.

This was going to be a fun night.

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Cassian kept glancing at the club entrance over and over again. He wanted to see his girlfriend, what she was dressed up as and, honestly, just her.

He regretted every word he said the other day during their fight. He had no rights to let out his stress at her in that way. She was just as stressed as he was and she never did such a thing to him.

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.

He stared at the three males standing before him, rolling his eyes as two were texting their girlfriends and one was on the dance floor already with his girlfriend.

Lucky bastards.

If only you didn’t fuck up that night, Cassian, his mind reprimanded him.

Cassian didn’t bother taking his eyes off the door. He watched as people walked inside dressed as monsters, fairies, mythical creatures, whatever. He himself was dressed as a firefighter. But, of course, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He only had a pair of black pants with orange suspenders going up his chest and down his back along with a yellow helmet on his head.

Where is she?

Only then did he see his girlfriend walked, dressed in the most seductive costume he had ever seen.

God help me, I’m going to have blue balls for the rest of the night.

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I missed you (One shot)

Justin’s P.O.V

My phone lit up and vibrated, indicating someone was calling me. I took the headphones off my ears as I turned the microphone off and answered the call. I had spent my entire trip to Miami in the studio– which I was definitely not complaining about, I love it. 

I loved just getting into my zone, and forgetting about everything else for a little while.

“Hey babe,” I answered, knowing exactly who was on the other line.

“Jay” I heard her faint voice. Worry started to take over me at the sound of her broken tone. “I need you," 

"Selena, what’s wrong?” I asked immediately getting out of the booth, getting surrounded by my friends who were just as curious as I was. The media had a way of making it seem like my crew did not like Selena, when in reality– it was the complete opposite. They all loved her.

“I just- I feel myself wanting to go back to how I was before,” She cried out. That made my heart drop. Selena had been through an extremely tough time a couple of months ago, so bad that she needed to go to rehab. She had a lot of emotional and self esteem issues. She began smoking and drinking, and self harming. Just the thought of her ever doing that again made me want to cry.

“No, babe. Don’t talk like that, please,” I pleaded as I walked out of the room, away from all of the concerned glances I was receiving. “Tell me what’s going on. Why are you feeling this way?”

“I- uh -” She wanted to say something– I know she did. She just did not let herself. 

“You what?” I asked. “Come on, you know you can tell me” I encouraged her and I heard her silent cries that broke me inside. It was times like this when I just wanted to fly out and hold her.

“I ran into the ex today” I knew who she was talking about. Nick Jonas. She always referred to him as the ex, because saying his name was too hard for her. He really damaged her. He was the reason she had trust issues. He cheated on her, and one night he let his anger get the best of him and he hit her. He put his hands on my Selena. I am never going to ‘okay’ with him– ever.

“What happened?" 

"He told me he missed me. He told me he wanted me back,” I felt a sting in my body at the sound of that. The thought of her ever taking him back was too much for me to think about. “The worst part was I could tell he actually meant it.”

“Oh.” I said simply. “What did you say?”

It was really hard to talk to her in these situations because she is not officially mine anymore. I mean, yeah we kiss and we called each other babe, and we tell each other we love each other, but, we have never gave ourselves the title since after we broke up.

“I told him I had a thing with you,” She replied which made me feel better, she told him about me– that’s a good sign. “He then snapped back into his old self and started his rampage of insults.”

“Don’t let him get to you,” I tried calming her down but she still continued to cry silently, if I did not pay attention to the unsteady breaths I would not have known. “You’re stronger than that." 

"I am only strong when you’re here to pull me up. I am weak as fuck when I’m alone," 

"That’s not true.” I shook my head even though she could not see me. “Look at what you’ve been through in your past, and with us. You still continue to help others and you keep a smile on your face. You’re always positive. It’s okay to break down sometimes– that doesn’t make you weak, at all.”  

Her breaths started slowing down, back to its normal speed. I heard her sigh slightly as he sucked in a breath before asking the same thing I wanted to ask but was too afraid to

“Can I please see you?” Her quiet voice asked. “I need to.”

“I will figure it out. Are you going to be alright if I hang up for a bit? I am just finishing something up and then I will organize something with the team to get you over here,” I smiled at the thought of finally seeing her again, and being able to hold her.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine,” Her–much happier– voice said softly. “I love you”

The ends of my lips tugged up hearing her say those three words. It never got old. Selena Gomez is in love with me? Too good to be true.

“I love you too beautiful” I was about to hang up before the calling of my name from her line kept me on.

“Wait-” She demanded, which I obviously followed. There was a moment of silence before she broke it with two short words, but enough to make me happy. “-Thank you." 

"I always got you." 

Then the line ended. Damn, what this girl does to me.

I walked back into the recording studio where everyone eagerly jumped up and began asking me twenty questions per minute about what was going on with her.

"She’s just going through a rough time,” Was all I answered with. “I need y'all to help me out by calling around and getting her a flight ticket to get over here. She really needs this," 

"Of course. I’ll go figure it out” Kyle said, getting his phone and walking out. I thanked him before going back into the booth and finishing what was needed to be done.

-

“Dude” Za said with a laugh while I bounced around the studio in excitement. Selena was on her way and there was no way in hell I could keep myself together. 

“You’re so whipped” Khalil chuckled as I jumped on the couches.

“I haven’t seen you this excited since we passed you your first blunt” He added jokingly.

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Latest patch brought one of the best things you could ever think of: more asura expressions!! I’ve been literally screaming at the monitor for some time now. ISN’T THAT AMAZING. LOOK AT THEM.

Didn’t take me too long to notice because I’d often stare at my baby with a dumb, happy smile. Now she’s even more presh. ;w; <333

Also showing off her new ears lmao. I had a self style kit around, finally gathered my courage to use it. Yet to find a hairstyle that fits her better than this one.. :’I There’s a few really good ones but none of them are meeting my expectations on how this particular Zadaam should look.

P.S. Kindly forgive the shittiness of screenshots, I’m still trying to learn how to do and how not to do them edits.

anonymous asked:

Can you do another part of holly being blind pretty please with cherries on top on a sundae :)

:)

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THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE (part 6)

Gail let out a soft moan as she leaned into the kiss, wondering why they hadn’t done this sooner. She just wanted to keep kissing Holly.

But Holly pulled back after just a few seconds, a look of contemplation and distress on her face.

Gail figured she knew exactly what was wrong. “I’m not just experimenting,” she said softly. “If you’re worried about that. I’m not.”

Holly shook her head. “It’s not that,” she said. “That didn’t even cross my mind. I know you aren’t, Gail.“

Now Gail was confused. She placed a hand on Holly’s cheek. "But you are worried about something.”

Holly nodded. “Me,” she said, sounding close to tears. Gail could see them start to form in her brown eyes.

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age of ultron review: at least we know this is the last run

okay so just to preface, this is probably going to be like two thousand words of various iterations of ‘??????’ that can be summed up with this picture:

so if you’re still going to click the read more, you’ve been warned.

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Okay. First off, sorry, I don’t like getting things like this in my inbox, because I’m told the same thing everyday, so sorry if you can’t send anymore messages; I don’t want to have a straight on argument in my inbox. But here lemme answer these for you.

Alright. So anon, you’re telling me things that I’ve heard from thousands of people, and if you’re thinking I’m going to take down my long sappy post about them, you’re wrong. 

Whatever Deo did to your friend or what not, is a thing of the past. Has your friend talked to them recently? Has your friend ever thought of trying to start over, like I did? I’m not forcing them too, but grudges against people are…really unneeded; we’re all human anon, and we all mess up. I’m human, your friend’s human, Deo is human. 

Look, I don’t think you can really compare this to someone being stabbed. That’s going from a 5 to a 110 in two seconds in comparison.

And yes, I can tell people to give Deo a chance, because there are people out there who have no idea who Deo is and are actually genuinely curious about them, but end up being told the Deo is a “horrible person” without them even sending them one message? And that callout post? It’s old, it was taken down by the OP who even said to stop spreading the information; it’s out of date! But some butthurt people brought it back just to tell others and warn them about the “terrible things Deo has done” almost more than 2-3 years ago.

They are 17, they are about to leave highschool, and they have changed in so many ways. We all have done dumb stuff when we were younger. We aren’t perfect, and I’m sorry your friend doesn’t seem to be on good terms with Deo, that’s your friend, not me. And did I tell you to look at my post or read it? No. 

I’m sorry if this comes off as rude and if it does, I didn’t mean for it to, but I am fucking sick and tired of people telling me “OH LOOK OUT FOR DEO”,  “THEY’RE GOING TO BETRAY YOU” or, “WELL I DONT WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH THEM FOR REASONS 1,2, and 3″ 

It’s gets me aggravated, that people won’t give more than one chance or even better that people won’t treat other’s on how they want to be treated. 

I’m done with this over reoccurring issue. Deo is my friend, I will tell people about how good of a friend they are. I am not forcing it on others or lecturing, I am literally being a nice friend and telling other’s on how they are a nice friend who deserves so much more than what they have to deal with.

rasta-orange  asked:

I saw a post about Coach Steven and I wondered about your opinion. It said that the Sugilite (the fusion of the two black-coded characters) formed a beast, but when formed with the white-coded gem, formed a graceful ballerina warrior. I really like SU and I kind of headcanon Pearl to be POC (Japanese maybe? I'm not sure and kinda dumb when it comes to those things) but I never noticed a problem until now. D:

I’m going to put this behind a read more because I know there are people who have not had the chance to see this episode yet, if you haven’t you can watch it here. then come back and read this because it contains spoilers.

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Watching Luke Cage last night, unspoiled:
  • Me: They're giving this guy a boatload of audience-sympathetic dialogue. They really want us to like him or trust him a whoooole bunch all of the sudden. They're pushing him as a "good guy" way too hard. Something screwy is gonna happen.
  • Husband: Yeah? This episode?
  • Me: Yeah. Probably. This or the next. Probably this one. He's either gonna die or he's a bad guy. Definitely one or the other. They're pushing it way too hard.
  • Husband: Or he's just a good detective who's close with his partner. *smirks*
  • Me: A'scuse you what now? 😒
  • Husband: 😂
  • Me: Oh he's with the kid. Is the kid gonna kill the Guy? No. Kid's talking redemption. Kid just stepped to where he can't see the Guy in his peripheral vision. OMG he's a bad Guy and he's gonna kill the Kid, watch.
  • Husband: With what?
  • Me: I don't know. He patted and talked about his sidearm earlier when he was talking to his partner, maybe he's gonna shoo—oh wait he's messing with his tie—
  • Guy I'm talking about: *strangles kid to death with necktie*
  • Me: Damnnnnn.
  • Husband: Damn. Much cleaner.
  • Me: Yeah, he's totally working for the bad guy. And this episode has at least one more effed up thing coming too.
  • Husband: How do you know?
  • Me: *pauses to double check* Still got ten minutes left.
  • Husband: 😳 Oh crap, yeah.
  • Me: Sorry, want me to shut up?
  • Husband: Nah, I know who I married.
  • Next scene: *Detective Guy goes and spills all kindsa stuff to Cottonmouth*
  • Me: Should've seen this coming earlier OF COURSE he's got a cop on his payroll OF COURSE it's whatsherface's partner I should've thought of that before now, dang I feel dumb.
  • Husband: Breathe.
  • Next scene: *Luke gives barbershop chess playing guy a huge bag o' money*
  • Husband: Oh, THAT'S why they brought up the accountant thing earlier. He does the books.
  • Me: What have I done to you?
  • Next scene: *one more effed up thing happens*
  • Me: Toldja.
  • Husband: Feel better now?
  • Me: Yep! Still should've called it earlier on the crooked cop though, ugh.
  • Husband: You'll get 'em next time.
  • Me: Don't make fun of me.
  • Husband: 😂

anonymous asked:

Books vs Movies...*anytime you have time to write your awesome analyses that I love to read*

Ahhhhh the question has come! Thanks for asking!

As much as I one hundred percent completely adore the movies, and as much as they were my gateway into the fandom, and as absolutely, positively, astoundingly incredible as the three-dimensional world DreamWorks builds is…

This is my vote:

The world of the books.

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