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tallskinnyvanillalatte · 59 minutes ago
lmao, ich liebe es wie dein Blog mittlerweile die shipper-Zentrale für J&K geworden ist 😄 ich bin so happy dass ich nicht die einzige bin, die gerne jeden Blick/jede Berührung analysiert 😊
hahahah ich bin völlig überfordert damit, wie viel hier momentan los ist xD sonst bekomm ich in einem Monat mal eine Nachricht und jetzt geh ich online und hab direkt zwei oder drei asks in meinem Postfach (also nicht jeden Tag, aber mehrmals die Woche bestimmt). Nicht, dass ich mich beschwere, es ist nur ungewohnt und auch so random, weil ich ja jetzt kein JK-sideblog bin, der nur über die Blödköppe bloggt xD aber wie gesagt - not complaining
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tallskinnyvanillalatte · an hour ago
Klaas Verhalten ist immer sehr auffällig. Immer wenn Joko redet neigt er seinen Kopf so zur Seite, seine Augen werden groß, er starrt ihn extrem an und dann grinst er vor sich hin. Hat er früher nie gemacht. Man starrt auch nicht jemanden an, wenn er redet, wenn das nicht mehr als Freundschaft wäre. Also ich würde es richtig creepy finden, wenn das bei mir jemand machen würde mit dem ich nur eine rein platonische Freundschaft führen würde. S.
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tallskinnyvanillalatte · an hour ago
Als Joko „das ist Klass Heufer-Umlauf mein“ sagt, ist danach ein harter Schnitt. Da wurde safe einiges rausgeschnitten was wir nicht wissen dürfen. Problem halt, dass der Schnitt so schlecht ist, dass man es merkt. Am Schluss sagt ja dann Joko „hört auf uns zu filmen“ und Klaas lächelt dabei so wissend in die Kamera. Das ist meiner Meinung nach so eine Maz wo man merkt, dass da mittlerweile mehr ist. Vorallem wenn man, dass mit den Sprüchen vergleicht die damals wirklich noch ein Spaß waren. S.
Hm, da ist doch kein Schnitt? Er hört einfach auf zu reden, aber von der Bewegung gehts ganz normal weiter. Hier bei 11:22. Habs mir jetzt fünfmal in 0,5facher Geschwindigkeit angeschaut und ich seh da keinen Schnitt. Der ist ja genau in der Bewegung dran, als er das sagt und das sieht alles ganz normal aus. (omfg die Szene ist noch viel witziger in langsamer Geschwindigkeit, Klaas’ Lache omfg) omfg ich komm nicht drauf klar, wie witzig die sich in langsamer Geschwindigkeit anhören, ich weine
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madamhatter · 2 hours ago
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>+12 hours until trial. p 1 of 2.
Dusted light engulf her wholly, illuminated by the hanging moon, a room meant for two is occupied now by one. Shimmering were blades of today and long ago, mounted on the walls, never to be held by their one and only master; moonlight travels at their sharpened edges, glistening and bright like teardrops yet to be shed. 
A storybook bookended from one wall to the other, painted in pale blues, pinks, golds, and whites, where a hat-maker and a swordswoman would’ve begun their journey. In the prologue of their strange relationship, needle-sharp wit meets blade-sharp mischief, skeptical brown eyes meet indomitable brown-and-pink eyes. 
And where did the first chapter take them? 
A hat-maker pacing like a phantom in the living quarters, garbs of their familiar unordinary grays hanging on her body. A swordswoman mangled as a corpse on the cold floor, garbs now heavy with her blood.
She haunts the room. She expires in med bay. She squeezes her eyes shut. She cannot see anymore. Her expression twists in living pain. Her expression reacts with dead nothingness.
Loosened from their uniformed bows, copper hairs lick out like kindled flames. Against the reflection of the moonlight, a unusual silvery shimmer overtakes several of the strands, yet those locks are eaten away by the red golden majority. 
Marred palms flex and twist to fists, compulsory movements of body eases burden after burden of thought and memory. Continuous back and forth, the breathing specter is in her trance-like walk across the living room.
You should’ve said something sooner the moment you noticed her spotty appearances. You didn’t do enough, you failure. You could’ve prevented this, you good-for-nothing. We could’ve found her sooner had I not been stupid, been foolish, been my typical idiotic self. She might’ve been able to live. She might’ve been able to die with company.  Doctor Ziegler could’ve patched the wound, Miss Ume could’ve been on the tracks of the attempted murderer, Mister Kujo and Mister Giroro could’ve been already forcing the truth out of people, Miss Grof could’ve been comforting her with baked bread, Mister Goodman could’ve roused the successful save with a good rally and song - - - 
Selfish girl, having taken all precious time and resources during the times before and hadn’t noticed anything strange. Though, are you surprised? Anything you could’ve done will be defiled by your misfortune and nothing good will come out of it. No wonder your investigation leads nowhere, no wonder your attempts to help were fruitless and wasteful of precious time -- as wasteful as it you breathing. Ty-pi-cal. 
No happiness, no guarantee, no promise. That is what you are. A nothing, a worthless nameless thing. A void of disappointment and misery that takes all the good around and worsens it just by mere existence.
They were always right about you; you will have nothing, you will become nothing, and you will bring nothing. 
The berating choir finally make their appearance after a week, normalcy for Sophie Hatter has returned. 
Memories return. The first was at the bedside. His head heavy against his pillow, eyes following her hands as she adjusted him in his bed. Another day of low energy, struggling breath, but a bright demeanor at the harrowing fate ahead. She sets aside one of her books, a favorite of his, wanting to inquire more about a passage where his favorite quote was. 
They talk for an hour. He yawns, comfortable but still feeling himself unable to sit up in bed. She tells him not to worry, she’ll adjust for him. Regular routine, quiet exchanges, but a lingering tenseness shared by father and daughter. I’m sorry. 
Yet, before her eyes, he is fading.  He tells her goodnight, and squeezes her hand, and lays his head down. He is gone by the next hour. It should’ve been me.
The second was on the ground. Postmortem salutations made in silence between the suite mates as she readies herself with gloves to observe. Glassy eyes reflect her subtle motions, her hands respectfully and gently handling the departed with gloved hands; the weight of her judgment can be felt from beyond the grave. Wary fingers lift and turn various parts of the body, brushing bangs from forehead, inspecting coagulated blood and red paint. 
Speared with an I.V. drip through her gut, she was unfortunately disturbed from her original place of rest, becoming a red herring in the medical wing. Tragedy of her passing poisoned now to be the representation of someone’s attempt to deter the truth, the truth of her death. I’m sorry.  Gospel, to find it in a dead woman’s eyes, an eerie thing.  Yet, when Sophie returned to her feet, cleaned herself, and was about to leave - their eyes connected. She anticipated and then her thoughts were confirmed; she knew the truth. It should’ve been me.
Bzz, bzz-.  Jittering life into the now motionless Sophie, staring down at the floor, was her phone tucked away into her cardigan’s pocket. Silent scarred hand moves, retrieving the phone, and brings it to her attention. Tap, tap, tap, goes her finger, reading the latest notification. 
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“...”
Retiring her phone into her pocket, Sophie regains sentience from her trance, finally taking a loud breath. Exhausted and heavy eyes scan through the room, watching the closed door, and now her feet were moving -- 
Though, it is first towards the side, to a small coffee table that housed a slim and curved white marble vase with blue accents. 
Canterbury bells, an assortment of light blues, pinks, and whites bunched together.
Pinching the stems, to then a satisfying snap, she gathers one of each color. She gathers them carefully in her hand, before moving to the large workshop table on the “atelier” side of the room. Swiftly and quietly, she opens the drawer to one and pulls out a black ribbon, and closes it. 
Back to her path, the hatter escapes into the comforts of the darkness and night, leaving behind their room. Her room, not their room. No. Their room, not her room. While she may have expired and may no longer rest her head on this bed, what remains here is still her’s. 
Sophie Hatter’s nightly departure begins. 
A/N: This is Part 1 of 2.  A/N x2: Sophie (finally) read the e-roster and is referencing everyone by their last name, if they have one.  A/N x3: Canterbury bells are specific Bellflowers. These flowers are what Sophie interacted with when first talking to Neopolitan. These flowers represent death. :) 
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picturesoffinlay · 2 hours ago
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3 Ingredient slow cooker cranberry chicken
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b0ku-anata · 2 hours ago
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無題。
言いたいことは匿名のSNSや音源を通して伝えてしまうことが多い。伝えると言うよりも吐き出す、の方が正当か。言いたいけど言えない事全てを気が済むまで落とし込んでしまう。その度にああ、愚かだなと思うこともよくある。なんか色んな病気なんだよね俺。隠す気もないし、ここで初めてお会いする方も居らっしゃると思うので、がんばって話してみよう。今でも思い出すことがよくあるのだけれど、過去にうつ病を患っていたことがあって。社会と自分のテンポが上手く合わなくて、俺にとっての1時間が社会的には2、3時間くらいだったらしい。(明確には分からないけども)ある日は近所のスーパーに行って帰ってくるまで1時間かかったりある日は20時間は眠っていたり。ありもしないことを感じ取って、腑に落ちたこと。今でも鮮明に思い出せる。そして高機能自閉症。現在の治す事は出来ない発達障害のひとつ。人の言っていることがよく分からなかったり、匂いや音を恐れたり。今思えば会話を繋げることは自分にとって一番難しいことだと酷く理解した。結論からして俺はずっと、普通の人になりたかった。世間には厨二病と呼ばれるものがあって(中二病とも表記するらしい)それを患う人は異質な人間に憧れて可笑しな行動をとりだす。自分はそれの逆のパターンであって、身体を取り巻く異質さを率直に受け止め腑に落ち、何気ない事で馬鹿みたいに笑ったり拘りだとか全て捨てて生きれる柔軟な人間に憧れている。多分それはずっと、永遠に追い求める俺の理想的な姿なのだろう。たまに街を歩いていてlemonやパプリカや感電なんかが流れてるのを目にして「申し訳ないな」って思うことがある。自分の感情を落とし込み過ぎて無いかなって。ハチ名義で作成した砂の惑星なんかもそうなんだけれども、単なるエゴにしか過ぎないの。言葉に出来ないなら音源を通して俺の気持ちを知って欲しい。そう思って作った歌も、綺麗事にしかならないきっと。様々な障害に苦しむ人がこの世に大勢といる中、こうして自分の意見を発信するのは誰かを傷付けることに繋がるのかもしれない。「その中でも才能に恵まれてよかったね」だとか「生きれていてよかったね」だとか、発信した意見に同情や反論をしてくる者が居る。善意も悪意も無いような何気ない言葉が、跳ね返った意見が言葉の発信者以外を傷つけることに発足するかもしれない。それが言葉というものの汚点だと知っている。そもそも何で「一般的な人間と少し違う」だけで「障害」という何とも重い名称が出来てしまったのか。そこがとても気になるところだな。
酒が入ってる最中に書いた文なので纏まりが無いかもしれないけれど。読んでくれてありがとう。これからもどうか、お付き合い下さい。
「はみ出し者」であることに誇りを。
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spectorcorp · 5 hours ago
proof that they've been instigating drama with black and brown people exclusively? because I've looked through their blog and that's just..not true.
did i say exclusively ? the ones i have seen / known of have been black or brown folk, but now theyre really just going for other popular users to draw attention ex. p**tb**ls, whos white. as it stands tho its been a majority of actual poc theyve been claiming have been racist, even tho theyre white, and even if they werent ... these people havent been racist ( antisemetic is what they mean ) and falsely attribute anons calling them slurs to these poc instead of idk. the literal neonazis theyve spoken to who would have no trouble with doing that to a jewish person. neonazis being antisemitic ??? whaaaat. anyways im not into this nearly as much as other ppl, @residentevil-4 is in that circle of ppl theyve been accusing as well as others im not friends w so im not tagging them. its rly not hard to see their victim complex here tho as well as nbd's. regardless this is all rly fucking funny bc its obvious no one believes theyre the victims here but insist on sending anons to other ppl just to start rumours / take things wildly out of proportion
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tallskinnyvanillalatte · 7 hours ago
Bei dem Spiel „Sabotier, so ich dir“ flürtert Klaas erst etwas in Jokos Ohr und dann küsst er ihn auf die Wange. 🤯 S.
Ja, was sind die schon wieder am flüstern herrjeh (x) Ein Küsschen seh ich da aber nicht. Klaas’ Kopf bleibt die ganze Zeit in derselben Position und geht nicht noch näher ran, wie er es für ein Küsschen hätte tun müssen.
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loisfreakinglane · 10 hours ago
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@latrodectal:  AND FOR HER MOTHER LIKE FUCK. i’m sure nicole (brin) was busy and yeah every time max got in contact with another 09er it fucked her up (and i’m sure her experience being recaptured also fucked her up and there was the fact that she felt personally responsible for everyone she had let out) but it did bother me that she dropped looking for both of them afterwards, although i’m sure it was in the back of her mind especially as things were getting progressively worse for transgenics in s2.
i also remember hearing that ashley scott/asha was initially rumored to be jondy undercover and i wish we lived in the universe where that was the case and we found out what happened to her and how that would have effected everything in s2. I LOVE THE X5S
THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO FUCKING COOL WHAT THE FUCK?????? and I know (from the dark angel wiki lmao) that in one of the books it was revealed logan had already had an x5 informant in the past that he never told max about.... the show could have made it jondy.... god i’m SO DISTRESSED TBH jondy showing up in seattle pretending to be another girl, looking for max AND ZACK PROBABLY and following all these clues that lead her to eyes only and getting close to him trying to figure out what happened (or krit and syl told her idk whichever way) and winds up working with logan L I K E THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SOOOOOOOO EPIC OMG I’M EVEN MORE MAD NOW
and omg omg YESSSSSSS WE KNOW MAX’S MOTHER IS OUT THERE!!!!!!! AND YET!!!!!!!! s2 just....... is gonna make choices that i’m not gonna personally understand. I’m sure I’ll enjoy it and like obviously max is my FOREVER GIRL I will love until the end of time but this shows priorities are clearly not my own lol
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loisfreakinglane · 10 hours ago
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@latrodectal: i was upset for YEARS when they didn’t bring back any x5s in season two but then i learned about them initially intending to kill off syl and krit and was like “okay maybe it was for the best at least now i can make up lives for them like maybe jondy’s a fashion photographer” (kidding i make up that they came back to find max when she and alec got exposed and they made their stand at terminal city) anyway i love the x5s with my whole heart
omg right like if that’s the level of respect they’re gonna serve up max’s siblings, as purely lambs to the slaughter for an easy emotional gutpunch they can keep it
I’m honestly eternally upset that they completely dropped max’s search for her siblings. i get that all of her reunions wound up like. completely fucking her up. wildly jace wound up being the most overall positive encounter, and she wasn’t even an 09 escapee. and I can do my own headcanons about how max was retraumatized at manticore after s1 and just couldn’t even think beyond the problems directly in front of her. but god?????? the fact she apparently never saw brin again even tho they were in the same fucking place? that syl and krit completely disappeared even tho lbr it would have made a lot of sense for them to become eyes only informants? and never seeing any of her other siblings, 09 escapees or not just....... lol I haven’t gotten to s2 in my rewatch yet but I have a feeling I’m gonna get aggravated
BUT I’M WITH YOU I’m just gonna daydream that all her other siblings made their way to terminal city and somebody even found brin and made her come with them to live happily ever after etc
it’s what we personally deserve
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itsvickyp · 10 hours ago
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Daniel Dicciardo || MCL35M 2021
Daniel...being Daniel 🥋🧡💙
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ultragenta · 11 hours ago
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ALRIGHT I DID IT i did it and i posted it. there it is alright
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muslimyennefer · 14 hours ago
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the way this man won’t hesitate at all to put his fucking hands on me. he put his hand around my neck with ZERO pause like he doesn’t give a shit about me and even if i AM overreacting by like, genuinely getting afraid for my life or whatever i cannot fucking take it anymore
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extasis-deletras · 16 hours ago
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No te rindas, aún te esperan tus sueños, por favor no demores, algunos tienen fecha de caducidad.
EfímeraLunar Intemporal
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ps1 · 16 hours ago
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三隅川。鯉やハヤ、ヤマメが泳ぐ。
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hsbchocolate · 17 hours ago
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Ser pai e seus segredos: Chegou o momento tão esperado! Preparado? Claro que não, certo? Nunca estamos. Mas esta é a beleza em ser pai: cada momento possui grandes chances em se tornar uma experiência inesquecível. #1 Você desenvolve sua habilidade em ser multitarefa (de verdade) Se você acha desafiador participar de uma conferência no celular enquanto está numa mini reunião presencial, respondendo a e-mails e revisando um documento que precisa ser fechado no mesmo dia… Experimente acalmar sua filhota no colo chorando de cólicas enquanto termina de preparar a mamadeira e, claro, mantendo a sanidade para conseguir cantar uma musiquinha bem relaxante. #2 Cada minutinho (minutinho mesmo!) de folga é precioso Ninguém vai perder sua nuvem no céu por concordar comigo nesse ponto: quando se é pai, cada momento de folga é valiosíssimo. Por mais que amemos nossos filhos acima de nós mesmos - essa frase é quase um trava-línguas, leia-a novamente bem rápido 4 vezes -, ser pai cansa (mãe também, mas o foco do post é pai, mamães de plantão!). E algo muito comum quando os miúdos dormem é aproveitarmos para dormir também. #3 Você não tem mais um cantinho pra chamar de (só) seu A cadeira predileta do papai? O lugar preferido no sofá? Perdeu. O bife mais suculento da mesa? O pão francês mais formosinho? Já era. O seu lado da cama? Vou dar uma dica: se estiver vazio, deite. Não pense duas vezes. Sabe aquela sua coisinha tecnológica que você guarda no bolso? Novo dono! Se tiver sorte, poderá escolher um ou outro aplicativo para manter no seu smartphone disputando espaço com os joguinhos infantis. Mas, sorria! O banco da frente do carro no lado esquerdo continua sendo seu… por alguns anos. Depois você pula graciosamente pro carona (ou pro de trás). #4 Acordar cedo é um hábito para todos os dias (sim, incluindo fins de semana e feriados) Então, você ficou empurrando com o umbigo aquela recomendação médica de acordar cedo sempre ou curte ficar debaixo das cobertas até tarde? Danado, lembra-te: tu és pai; levanta-te! Será preciso se adequar a novos horários e criar uma rotina mais saudável. Ter horários certos para acordar e dormir é importante tanto para a criança quanto para.. https://www.instagram.com/p/CNddEjZhoD4TiOeuDhn6SfH34aVRu4qHzElBO40/?igshid=z2f6s2629bkf
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ferreidea · 18 hours ago
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Embellecedor de empotrar para 3 módulos/huecos Plata mate al MEJOR PRECIO: ➡ https://bit.ly/3fUk31z ⬅ ✅ ódulos/huecos ña
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gloombirl · 19 hours ago
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obsessed with this
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0100 · 2 days ago
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hot!
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lovepeacefaithjoy · 2 days ago
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She's still mouthing off offline. I can hear her I'm in Lady lake FL and she's not mrf. Look alike that keep yelling.
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