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klausbens · 4 years

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ok i said i would do this and my body won’t let me go on with my life until i do but i feel like there’s so much to say about each episode that i cannot make a comprehensive post so i’ll just do separate ones for each one. i am only halfway through the show but here’s my absolutely not required opinions on tua 2x01

i have to say when i first started watching i wasn’t sure i liked any of the situations the guys were (are,) in and i am still not positive that i do? going by number order so it’s easier:

luther... well, actually not much to say about that, what a start. but him and five are probably the ones that left me the most neutral, in the sense that i was just happy to see him and i didn’t think much of anything — the situation he is in might be a bit weird but that’s obviously tied to his inability to exist without a father figure of sorts despite how fucked up said father figure might be so like... classic luther

diego... i mean. it’s just that i don’t really get it? like, not him being in a sanatorium — that, all things considered, i get — but his obsession with saving kennedy. okay, he has a hero complex and i always did know he’s a bit on the dumber side (sorry diego) but the volume of his idiocy is astronomical now like what does he expect to even do doesn’t he understand he should interfere as little as possible with historical events and why is he running around telling people kennedy is going to get shot i mean you’re just BEGGING to get hospitalised aren’t you,,, plus don’t uh... don’t sue me but i don’t really like the whole subplot with lila, she is an interesting character and i already have my theories about her so obviously she’s going to be more than just a possibly romantic plot for diego but at the same time way from the trailer they pushed so much on this and on them being sexually attracted to one another so there’s a lot of... unnecessary bits that honestly i would’ve lived without (especially considering patch existed and wasn’t this collective fever dream) but of course that’s how tv shows work so whatever

allison... yeah i mean. i don’t. i don’t really get her marriage as well, lmao. i like that she is a civil rights organiser and i do think what’s happening in her storyline is important and has to be shown in such a context but, even though she does explain she thought everyone was dead and that five would take years to get back to her, i have. so much trouble believing she would move on THAT quickly. not from luther i mean, just in general, from the fact that she has a daughter in another timeline and all. the LAST thing i would think of in her place would be marrying someone and possibly starting yet another family i won’t necessarily be able to keep and for some reason i have serious trouble believing anyone would think differently but i do get it’s subjective and she needed something to latch on so idk, i can’t really like this but i will try my best to understand it i suppose?

klaus is... a mess. that’s just. that’s just klaus for you,,, he is sober but he doesn’t seem to have changed much because his main problem is being a dickhead and he still hasn’t grown out of that phase so honestly i wasn’t expecting much from him and i can’t be disappointed if i wasn’t expecting anything (: NJFGESRGNESK i do love klaus a lot but what else is there to say

five is five and he’s doing his classic five thing so apart from him being a genius comedian which absolutely cracks me up i am just happy to see him in his little shorts again with his funny old man walk and his threats to anything that moves

ben. ben. absolute love of my life light of my eyes my sweet baby angel... bitch. NFEJRNGJKSERG i knew that, since he’s going to have way more space this season, being a regular and all, his sassy remarks were going to multiply, and i do love that he gives shit to klaus all the time considering klaus has been doing the same exact thing AND WORSE for years on end but i have to admit when he told him “nobody wants your shit, klaus. that’s why you’re always alone.” that felt like a bit much to me. i know klaus deserves to be called out on his bullshit to hopefully grow a bit, and i know ben just said this as a spur-of-the-moment sentence and then they were back to being the funny bickering duo who hamster fights on the street, but i just... it hit me just how genuinely tired ben must be. because he’s always been nothing but supportive, and he did always call klaus out but he never went that far and always said the complete opposite actually, which is things like “there’s nothing luther wouldn’t do to save your scrawny little junkie ass” and “you can do it” and “you don’t have to do this alone, i know how important this is for you”. so, yeah. i felt a bit meh about it, i will admit this. i also felt like i was overreacting and got over it pretty quickly but it did sting, also because as much as i’m always on about klaus being an idiot i still do love him a lot and i was like okay... okay please settle down now,,, the “unfinished business” thing i’ll mention later on because there’s a whole paragraph i need to write about it

i absolutely love that vanya has lost her memory in a sense, because this does really give a blank slate to a character that was so far gone i’m not sure how recovery could’ve taken place. i do think when things will start to resurface we’ll have to deal with that, but also vanya seems so much more... at peace. and assertive. and sure of herself, or at least not so... i don’t know how to phrase it. not so much of a passive bystander. she doesn’t know who she was, she doesn’t know what happened, but she seems to know who she is now in a way and — even though no powers were used in episode one yet — the control this gives her over her powers is amazing. without even knowing she has them, she can control them better than she ever did, just because of how much more calmer she is in general. i love that for her. i love her so much ): she is the cutest bean ever i just want to kiss her on the nose i am In Love and i love that she’s so good with harlan and that harlan seems to get things about her she probably doesn’t even get herself yet. i am more invested in her bond with harlan than i am in her bond with sissy, if i have to be honest. i guess i just don’t care much about romantic relationships in this show lmao

yeah i? think episode one was pretty much it? just getting to know where the characters are at this moment in their lives and familiarising with new elements and as i said i expected to be a bit less... meh with it all but it’s episode one so it’s not a big deal

OH YEAH I AM so sorry for hazel i loved him so much and i had no idea this was going to happen so i was so shocked when he suddenly died feels like shit just want him back

i do love the swedes a lot i know they’re some of the bad guys (though honestly i doubt they’re the main villains) but as i mentioned already they’re just so interesting both visually and in how they operate and i wonder if they’re some of the other kids born the same way as the hargreeves because they call them twins later on but they look nothing like twins + one of them drinks this weird thing at some point which definitely wasn’t milk so i’m wondering what exactly are they but i’m sure there’s plenty to unpack there

#tua #the umbrella academy #tua2 spoilers #tua spoilers #and in this essay i will #when i said i don't care about romantic relationships i hope you know harcest ships weren't included #but this is just another reason why i ship them between one another #i think it's just way too complicated for them to maintain relationships outside considering the shit they're always surrounded with #so it's either... no relationships or like a leftovers recipe you know use what you find home kinda thing #im going to jail for these tags #it's been real you guys

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crazy-little-cool-cat · 5 years

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Hand in Glove - Chapter 25 | Ben Hardy x OFC

A/N: I am determined to get as many chapters out as I can before it’s time to get back to the daily grind of work, so I’m both sorry and not sorry at all for all these updates because after today, they’ll be weekly, at best.

Warnings: I don’t think there are any, actually.

Word Count: who even cares anymore.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 , Chapter 16 , Chapter 17 , Chapter 18 , Chapter 19 , Chapter 20 , Chapter 21 , Chapter 22 , Chapter 23 , Chapter 24

“I look like a gargoyle.”

Annie huffed at her reflection in the mirror in her trailer as the wardrobe ladies put finishing touches on her costume. For some reason, someone thought that making her wear an all grey silk and taffeta dress would be a splendid idea, but Annie just found it bland.

“You look lovely, Banana.” Clara rolled her eyes as she helped the wardrobe girls by holding Annie’s hair up and out of the way.

“This is not what Anne would’ve wanted.”

“Fortunately, she’s been dead for, what, 500 years?” one of the wardrobe girls said. “She has no say in this.”

Annie sighed and smoothed down the front of her dress. Ben had been gone for just over a week. Rory had started daycare, now that the guys were away and couldn’t babysit. Frankie was acting out like a petulant child. They were all missing Ben.

“How many extensions have they added?” Clara asked, lifting Annie’s hair up and down in her hands to weigh it. “Jesus.”

“It’s like wearing an octopus on my bloody head.” Annie commented. “That’s some heavy stuff.”

“You’re just moaning and bitching because you miss Ben and you’re PMSing.”

“How do you even…?”

“My sweet, deliciously ripe Banana.” Clara carefully put Annie’s hair down and let it cascade onto her back. “I know everything.”

###

Ben sat in his home-away-from-home, pushing his food around his plate with his fork. Bracing his elbow on the table, he idly scrolled through Instagram at 2AM. If he thought leaving Annie, Rory and Frankie the first time was hard - leaving after his visit nearly broke him to pieces. He was in a foul mood ever since the plane landed back in Phoenix.

As if that wasn’t enough, the pictures Joe and Gwilym posted on their accounts from the press tour with the cardboard cutout didn’t help make him feel any better. They were having a blast while he was stuck, alone.

He dropped his fork and bit his bottom lip, opening his WhatsApp chat with Annie. A small smile tugging at his lips because she was online.

‘I miss you.’

The response he got almost made him choke. Annie sent a picture from set. She crouched down with a menacing look, her hands spread to her sides like wings, on what looked like a stool. She looked like an Eagle about to take flight, wearing a beautiful, Renaissance-styled grey dress that somehow made her turquoise eyes look even brighter than they already were.

‘I look like a gargoyle.’

‘You’re the most beautiful gargoyle, then. And regardless, I miss you.’

‘Can’t sleep?’

‘Just having a late dinner. Got home not too long ago.’

‘Home, huh?’

‘You know what I meant. Smartass.’

‘I had the strangest dream last night.’

‘Yes…?’

‘Yup. I’ll tell you about it when we FaceTime. Off to film a scene now. Text you later. Love you.’

###

When Ben woke up after his alarm went off, he groggily took in his surroundings. No matter how much time passes, it seemed like he’ll never get used to being away. His heart dropped every time. No patter of Frankie’s clumsy running, no cooing and babbling from Rory. No Annie in his bed. He rubbed his eyes with a sigh.

Looking at the time, he quickly did the math. 5AM, his time; which meant 1PM, London time. Although he only got just under two and a half hours of sleep, he smiled as he pulled up his contacts and hit the little video camera icon next to Annie’s name. When Annie didn’t answer, he thought nothing of it. She was either at lunch or filming - preoccupied with something or another.

‘Call me back when you can, love.’ He texted Annie and rolled out of bed to start his day.

He brushed his teeth and did his usual morning ritual - alone. Then he had breakfast - alone. Slipping in his joggers and runners, he yawned. Earbuds in, he strapped his phone to his bare arm and stepped outside to the cool Arizona morning. The sun was just dawning, painting the sky a beautiful crimson. After a quick stretch, he hit ‘play’ and started his morning jog.

###

“Right, got it!” Mike chuckled and passed the phone over to Annie and Clara. “This is one for the Pantheon.”

It was lunch break, and Mike, Annie and Clara went off to have some Italian food. As soon as Clara’s spaghetti and meatballs dish was placed in front of her, she knew what needed to be done. The picture was perfect. Annie and Clara sharing a string of spaghetti, Lady And The Tramp style, lips puckered and eyes closed, faces a safe distance away.

“I need a caption!” Clara snapped her fingers. “Quick!”

“A lady and a tramp?” Mike suggested. Clara and Annie looked at each other briefly before snorting and giggling.

“Perfection!” Clara furiously typed the caption and went about choosing a filter. “See? This is why we like you.”

“Because I take good pictures?”

“Because you play along with our nonsense.” Annie winked and wolfed down a mouthful of lasagna.

“It’s what royal siblings are for.”

“The fans will have a feast over this one.” Annie mused.

“So will Ben, apparently.” Mike muttered and dodged an arm punch from Annie.

Their chatter was cut off by Annie’s phone ringing.

“Hm, strange. That’s Rory’s daycare. Sorry.” She mused before answering and getting up from the table. She came back minutes later, her face pale. “I need to go pick Rory up.”

“What, now?” Clara frowned.

“As soon as possible.” Annie sat down. “Rory’s running a fever.”

“Uh oh.”

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“Annabelle, we can’t just stop everything because your daughter is sick.” The producer and director said coolly. “Find some other arrangement for her. You’re not going anywhere until you’re done for today.”

“There is no other arrangement.” Annie said with a clenched jaw. “Her dad’s in the United States. His parents are in bloody Dorset.”

“We’re very sorry, then.” The director squared his shoulders. “Call the daycare and have them take care of her until you, or someone else, can come pick her up. Now go change back into your costume and get over yourself.”

“Are you bloody serious?!”

“Yes.”

Annie looked like a raging bull. Her face red with anger, her nostrils flaring.

“I’ll pick her up.” Jamie said. “Just finished filming a scene, don’t think I have one scheduled for about an hour or two. I’ll pick her up and bring her here.”

“Jamie -”

“It’s the best arrangement we can come up with, right?” He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll change, go get her, bring her over.”

“You don’t have a car seat.” Annie slumped.

“I’ll take your car, then.”

“You really don’t have to do this.”

“Keys.”

“Jamie, seriously.”

Jamie held his open palm out. Annie reached into the back pocket of her jeans and dropped the keys into his waiting hand.

“I owe you.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

###

Hours have passed without a single word from Annie. Not a text, not a picture, not a call. On the one hand, he knew how hectic every day was for her. She was alone, juggling work, parenting and dog-parenting. Her social life was limited to her work friends, if anything. With no one to help her now that the rest of their mutual group of friends is gone, and his parents living too far out of the way, he knew this silence would happen sometimes.

The problem was, knowing didn’t make him feel any better about it. He’d already sent her three texts and kept checking his phone to see if she replied. One in the morning, after he tried calling her; one over his lunch break; and the last one just as he finished working for the day. When his phone finally rang, he couldn’t pick up fast enough.

“Finally!”

“I’m so sorry.” Annie’s frazzled voice came through. “You won’t believe the day I’ve had.”

“Is everything alright?” Ben looked at the time and frowned. “Did something happen at work?”

“She’s got a fever.” Annie plopped down on the bed. “Finally got her to sleep.”

“A fever?” Ben’s confusion was audible. “Who?”

“Rory, your daughter. Remember her?” Annie snarked. “Got called in to pick her up from daycare in the middle of lunch.”

“Is she alright?”

“Yes. I guess. I don’t know. I gave her some baby Tylenol. Her skin seems to be breaking out in hives.” Annie yawned. “Stupid people at work wouldn’t let me go get her.”

“Wait, what?”

“Yeah. Jamie offered to pick her up for me and bring her to set.” Annie rubbed her eyes. “Ben, I am so tired.”

“You could have called me, I would have…”

“What? What would you have done, Ben?” Annie rolled her eyes, knowing what she had said was a low blow but she couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out. “FaceTimed her back to health?”

###

Ben tossed and turned. His baby was sick and he was nowhere near her and the guilt eating at him was unrelenting. Annie was in the same predicament - sleepless, freaking out and so very angry at being alone. This is the first time Rory got seriously ill Ben was nowhere near her. Near them.

Ben kept staring at his phone, willing it to ring but not doing so himself in case Annie was sleeping. What she said when they last spoke was like a kick to the balls. It was mean, it was rude - and it was very, very true. What could he have done from so far away? A dinging noise and his screen lighting up broke his train of thought.

‘We’re going to see Dr. Uhllman in a bit.’ A camera icon appeared at the end of the notification text.

Ben clicked on the notification and felt his heart shatter. Annie had sent a picture of Rory, sitting on her changing table with the deepest frown on her face, eyes red and cheeks shiny from fresh tears. Her face was covered in little red bumps, making him wonder if “fever-rash” might be a thing babies get and he made a mental note to look it up on Google later on. As heart-wrenching as seeing his baby so sad was, he couldn’t help but melt at how cute she looked, still.

‘Is it weird that I find the face she’s making stupidly adorable?’

‘Not really. I sent the pic to your mum and she called me back howling with laughter.’

‘Thank God.’

‘Go to sleep, Ben.’

‘No.’

‘Staying up all night isn’t going to help her when you’re in Arizona.’

‘My brain won’t shut off. Too worried.’

‘We’ll call you after the doctor’s visit?’

‘Please.’

###

“Have you lost your bloody mind, Annabelle?”

Annie took a deep breath, exhaling sharply.

“You are not leaving Rory with Jamie’s fake fiancée!”

“Ben, there are no other options.” Annie said for the third time. “I can’t take the day off, Clara’s filming with me today -”

“Annie, she’s a stranger.”

“So were the daycare people!”

“They’re trained to handle toddlers and babies!”

“Ben…”

“No, don’t Ben me. If you do this, we’re going to have a problem.” Ben warned. “We don’t even know what her bloody name is, for fuck’s sake!”

Annie stepped back, as if she was physically pushed.

“Hello?!”

“I’m here. It’s Alison. Her name is Alison… or Madison, maybe?” Annie’s mind caught up with Ben’s threat and her voice turned ice cold. “We’re going to have a problem? You seem to think you have any say in this matter?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Ben, you are a fucking ocean away.” Annie stated. “You have no say about this. Whatsoever.”

“What did you just say?”

“Did I fucking stutter?”

“Annabelle, I’m her father. She’s my daughter, too!”

“Well, then, leave work and come take care of your daughter. Bloody tosser.” Annie barked at the phone and ended the call.

###

“So, make sure you wash your hands before and after you apply the Hydrocortisone cream and make sure she keeps her hands off it.” Annie instructed Madison, Jamie’s allegedly fake fiancée. “Make sure she doesn’t scratch at the pox, too. If she has a fever, give her baby Tylenol once every 6 hours or so. The dosage is written on the box. It’s strawberry flavoured but she still hates it.”

“Got it.”

“She’ll probably sleep most of the time, so you should be fine. If she does wake up and is in a good mood, you can put some music on for her and play with her. She also likes stories.”

“Annie, relax. I have nieces and nephews. I can handle this.”

“Right. Okay.” Annie kissed the top of Rory’s head one last time. “Call me if you need anything. Anything at all.”

“Will do.”

“And keep her away from Frankie’s dog food!”

“Not a problem.”

“Right. Well then.” Annie reluctantly passed Rory over to Madison’s waiting, tattooed arms. “Call me. Call me if there’s anything -”

“Say ‘bye bye, mum!’” Madison held one of Rory’s hands up to wave. “Have a good day at work!”

###

‘The least you could do is fucking text me.’

Annie scoffed at the message Ben had sent and tapped out of the app.

‘Leave me on read again and we’ll definitely have a problem.’

“Trouble in paradise?” Jamie tapped a cigarette out of the box, sitting on the stairs to Annie’s trailer. He extended the box, offering a smoke for Annie. She pondered for a few seconds and shook her head, sighing. “S’going on?”

“He’d livid because I left her with Madison.”

“Fuck this chap.” Jamie said around the cigarette in his mouth as he lit it. “What a resentful little cunt.”

“Do not call him that.”

“Madison is fucking great.”

“I’m sure she is.”

“What’s that?” Jamie looked up, squinting as the sun hit his eyes.

“I don’t know her. At all.”

“Then why would you leave your baby with her?”

“Because I’m alone in this, you turd!” Annie’s voice cracked. “Ben is not here. FaceTime and texts and calls are great, but he’s not here. I have no one to help me. God forbid I take a few days off.”

“You know how far behind schedule we are.”

“Sorry for having a baby, then.” Annie snarled.

“What are you snapping at me for?” Jamie furrowed his brows. “I’m not a punching bag. Sort this out with Ben or suck it up and get over yourself.”

###

Five days.

The longest Ben and Annie hadn’t spoken since he left for Arizona. She texted him little updates and pictures of Rory, but never engaged in any further conversation. So when the FaceTime call came in, he was truly surprised.

“Mumumumum!” Rory mumbled happily as he clapped two wooden blocks together.

“Rory, love?” Ben’s voice made Rory turn her head towards the phone Annie was holding. “Hi, sweet girl!” Rory smiled and cooed, waving the blocks about. “Are you having fun with your toys? Are you feeling better now?”

Rory nodded.

“Can I see mummy, please?”

Rory nodded again.

“She has spoken, Annie. Let me see you.”

Annie switched to the front facing camera, her face even; but Ben saw love flashing in her eyes.

“I have news.” He said and sat down. “We’re filming in Florence for a couple of weeks. Leaving the day after tomorrow. I’ll be home for those specific weekends to visit. After that it’s the final stretch and I’m coming home.”

“Yeah?” Annie feigned boredom. “That’s nice.”

“Come on, Annie.” Ben drawled. “Don’t be like that. I know you’re happy.”

“I’m still angry.”

“Of course you are.” He shrugged. “But you’re also so bloody happy. I can tell.”

“You really had no business criticising my parenting decisions from that far away.”

“Like I’ve said, she’s my baby too.”

“You’re not here.”

“Because I’m working. You know I want to be there.”

“I don’t know if I can do this much longer.” Annie sighed. “Ben, I can’t be alone for months on end like this. I need you here. Or at least on the same bloody continent, maybe?”

“Let’s not do this right now, please?”

“When, then?”

“When I’m home. Soon.”

“Ben, I-”

“Listen. You’re the strongest person I’ve ever met. We’ll get through this. We got through much, much worse, right?”

“Well, yeah, but -”

“No buts. Well, butts? Yeah, always. Yours in particular. Buts? No.” Soft smiles tugged on both their lips. “I’ll be home soon.”

“You’re so irritating…” Annie muttered, a chuckle escaping her.

“What was that? Was that a giggle?!” Ben gasped dramatically.

“Shut up.”

“Never.”

###

“Annie?” Clara called after letting herself in and petting Frankie for two minutes straight, since she was the only one to greet her. “Where are my two favourite girls at?”

‘Upstairs. Rory’s sleeping.’ Annie texted back.

Clara climbed up the stairs and peeked into Rory’s room.

Annie sat on the rocking chair, humming, with Rory asleep in her arms.

“Is that…?” Clara spoke in a hushed voice. “Is that We Will Rock You?”

“It’s her favourite song right now, don’t judge.” Annie whispered and quickly hummed again when Rory stirred.

“Is it alright if I stomp-stomp-clap?” Clara giggled. Rory stirred again, her eyes fluttering open. “Hi, girly!” Clara cooed and pouted when Rory turned her head the other way, suddenly shy.

“Let her wake up first.” Annie smiled.

“I see we’re all feeling a lot better and cheerier.” Clara noted.

“Cheerier.” Annie agreed. “She’s still a bit poxy.”

“Oh no, my love. She’s Foxy Poxy!”

“You are such a bloody dork.” Annie laughed. “Anyways, Ben’s coming home for the weekend. Not this one, obviously, the one after. We need just one night to-”

“Say no more.” Clara held up on hand. “Try not to hurt yourselves, please.”

“Jesus, Clara!” Annie tutted. “I wasn’t going there at all!”

“Of course you weren’t.”

“God you’re the horniest person I have ever met. Is Gwil not taking good care of you anymore?”

“Oh, he takes the best care of me.” Clara grinned mischievously. “The night before he left we -”

“Nope! No!” Annie grimaced. “Do not finish that sentence. I beg you.”

“Oh, alright.” Clara pouted. “Whatever. Just drop her by after her bath and don’t worry about it. I’ll get her high chair and collapsible crib from Gwil’s sometime during the week.”

“You really are the best, you know.”

“Oh, I know.” Clara nodded. “Your cousin said so, too.”

“For the love of God, please,” Annie shuddered. “Knock it off, will you?”

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i-am-the-sage · 7 years

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Jared Leto x Reader: The concert

Requested by @alexxx-barebone: “What about the reader being a singer, just like Jared Leto, and they're doing a duet of Stay by Rihanna, and they're really handshake, cute and kind of just singing to each other <3″

Hope you enjoy it! Links for the songs are down below.💕

Stay x Thirty Seconds to Mars

Conquistador x Thirty Seconds to Mars

Most people were standing in line to buy merchandise from one of the large trailers outside. Others ran around excitedly, some with neon war paint on their faces accompanied by colorful bracelets and necklaces. Everyone of them wore a bright smile on their faces, ready to see their favorite band live.

Music blared from your headphones as the limo drove around the building. Staring out the window you could see hundreds of people milling around the stadium waiting for the doors to open. Most were standing in line waiting to buy merchandise at the large trailers that had been set up.

Watching everyone in front of the stadium made you think how lucky you were to be apart of such an amazing fanbase. The limo pulled up to the back of the building, hidden from where most of the fans we’re. You sighed as you waited for everyone to situate the best way to get you into the building without anyone seeing. You took your headphones off and stared out the window across the street; watching as more and more people made their way to the stadium.

When you got the call from Jared you were more than excited to do it. A chance to perform with him and surprise your fans at the same time, you couldn't pass up the opportunity. You were always dreaming of working with Jared and now it was finally happening.

Your were standing at the stove, waiting for the teapot to start to steam, humming your newest song when you heard your phone go off. phone went off as you were making lunch. There was a strange number on the screen but you decided to answer it any way.

“Hello?” You attempted to disguise your voice.

“Hey (y/n), it Jared.”

‘Jared!?’

“Hey there!” You said in almost an excited squeal.

“So I have this really great idea to surprise everyone and I want you to help me out.”

“Sure, what do you have in mind.” The teapot began to whistle, you ran back to the stove and took it off the burner.

“I want you to come and close the last show with me.” The water you were pouring into your mug spilled over the top as you stood there in shock. You jumped and set the teapot down when you noticed that the counter was covered in water.

“Are you serious, yes!” Jared went on to give you the details about the show and the venue, he told you that he would pay for your home and your airfare. You had only met Jared once but you've had the biggest crush on him since you could remember, you almost felt like you would do anything for him and you were certain that he knew it.

‘Could probably smell it on me.’

“Its definitely a possibility for someone that intense.” You said quietly to yourself, daydreaming about what being in a relationship with Jared would be like.

‘Would he be that intense all the time?’

“We’re ready for you, ma’am.” One of the guards opened the door for you. The fans weren't supposed to know that you would be there tonight so you pulled the hood of your jacket up over your head to hide your face. Once you stepped out of the limo you sprinted for the backstage doors, surrounded by guards.

Inside you were escorted to your dressing room, a few doors down from the boys’ room. You snatched a bottle of water off of a table next to the door and looked around the room. It was a cozy little room, just enough for you to be comfortable. Your eyes stopped when you saw a bouquet of roses in front of the mirror. in front of the roses was a card addressed to you.

‘See you out there. —Jared.’

Smiling you set the card back down and picked up the small box next to it. Inside was a container of neon warpaint to wear during the show. Taking it with you to the bathroom you began to get ready for tonight’s show. In the bathroom was a small can of silly string and another note from Shannon and Tomo.

‘For the big finale!’

You put on a white muscle shirt with the triad printed on the back of it, black pants and combat boots. Lastly, you tied a flannel secure around your waist and walked over to the mirror to apply your war paint.

‘Certainly look like part of the Echelon now.’

You did a quick once over of yourself in the mirror before going to sit on the couch and wait for the show to start. The roses caught your eye again and you couldn't help but smile that he went out of his way to get you flowers.

‘What possessed him to get me these?’

There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.” You yelled. Jared walked in with a big childlike smile on his face. When you made a move to get up and greet him he held his hands up telling you to stay put.

“Well what can I do you for?” You leaned back on the couch and crossed your leg over the other.

“How about we all grab some grub after the show?”

“Yeah, of course!” Jared smiled again and then ran out the door to make it to the stage on time. Your cheeks began to heat up and you laid out on the couch, burying your face into the couch cushions. You rolled over and took the can of silly string out of your boot, making a mental note to spray him down and ask questions later.

‘Oh, he’s going to get it good!’

Laughing to yourself at the thought of Jared covered in silly string, you didn't notice when a woman poked her head through the door.

“Its almost time.” You put the silly string back and took one last swig of your water before leaving the dressing room. The music got louder and louder the closer you got to the stage and you couldn't help but get even more excited.

For a while you stood backstage watching to the crowd go wild with Jared as their leader, the relationship that Jared had with them was an amazing this to witness. You couldn’t help but admire the boys on stage, putting everything into their performance trying to give the audience the best show that could. They seemed to surge and calm at his command

Quietly you sang along to the music as you were handed your microphone. There were homemade signs and flags that waved in the air, giant beach balls and pool floats bounced along the top of the of the crowd. The lights went down on the stage and only a single spotlight remained on Jared.

“Now for this next song, I have something really special for all of you.” Jared’s voice rang through the stadium. Girls screamed at the sound of his voice, you rolled your eyes but you couldn’t blame them, it was heavenly whether he was singing or speaking.

‘Showtime!’

Tomo dropped off his guitar and walked over to the keyboard that had been set up, hidden by the darkness. You shook out your hair and took a deep breath as adrenaline began to coarse through your body. Jared started to sing again and you saw the stadium light up as everyone rushed to turn on the flashlight on their phones.

“All along it was a fever!” The millions of tiny lights swayed back and forth to the rhythm of the music; it looked like Jared was singing into a sky full of stars. You stepped onto the stage, placing your hand on Shannon’s shoulder to say a quick hello as he took a small break. He smiled up at you then took a swig from his water bottle. Your hand fell from his shoulder as it was almost your time to jump in.

“I threw my hands in the air, said show me something… She said—“

“If you dare come a little closer.” You brought the mic up and sang out, finishing the line for him. You heard everyone in the stadium pause and then scream as you stepped out from behind Shannon and a spotlight fell on you as well. A smile spread across your face at the warm welcome from the audience. Jared turned and looked at with a brighter smile than his own fans had for him.

“Round and around and around and around we go.” Your voices melded together and floated out into the night. The triad behind you flashed to the beat of Shannon’s drums as you walked towards Jared. He stood at his microphone waiting for you to reach him, occasionally turning to the audience but he always returned to you.

“Something in the way you move.” You did a little dance that made Jared laugh mid note, he returned your dance with one of his own. The group in front of the stage smiled up to both of you as they sang along. Some of them had tears in their eyes as you and Jared sang to each other and some had cheek bursting smiles painted across their faces.

“Makes me feel like I can’t live without you…” You had finally made it to Jared. He pulled you into a hug not missing a beat in the song. Breaking from the hug you turned and began to sing to the fans directly in front of you while Jared stood next to you singing out to the entire stadium. You stood up and decided to go interact with another area of the crowd.

“Ooo the reason I hold on.” Jared grabbed your hand before you could take a step. He pulled you into him and wrapped an arm around your waist, rocking you back and forth.

“Cause I need this hole gone.” You looked into each others eyes as you sang together. It seemed like the everyone in the stadium stopped singing just to listen to the both of you. It felt natural being so close to Jared, you rested your head on his shoulder and continued to sing with him You felt like you never wanted to leave his arm again.

“I want you to stay.” The crowd erupted again into a frenzy as the song finished, you stepped forward picking up the ends of your flannel and curtsied for the crowd. One of the beach balls flew up on stage, you and ran up and kicked back into the crowd. You knew what was planned next so when Jared looked at you with mischievous eyes you were more than ready.

“Are you ready?”

“Hell yeah” You said returning his look with a devious smile.

“Are you guys ready?” He yelled into the microphone, flipping his hair expertly over his shoulder.

“Yeah!!” the audience screamed Jared nodded to Shannon and Tomo then looked back at you. He took your hand in his and raised them high above your heads. You smiled at the crowd as they screamed and jumped up and down in anticipation for the next song.

“ONE, TWO, THREE, GO!” You and Jared flew off of the stage as Shannon unleashed the beast. At the same moment the lights went off and the black lights kicked on making everyone in the stadium glow, neon confetti shot out over the audience making them go nuts. The two of you landed in The Sea of Echelon; they carried you along the length of the stage as you and Jared began to sing.

“This is a fight to the death…”

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How To Know If You Like Someone – 21 Telltale Signs To Look Out For

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How To Know If You Like Someone – 21 Telltale Signs To Look Out For

Harini Natarajan Hyderabd040-395603080 July 15, 2019

Love is such a wonderful thing. It can make you feel so many unknown emotions. But, it can be super confusing as well, especially if you are falling for someone.

You might feel torn about your feelings – is this just a crush? An infatuation? Or, is he THE one? Do you actually like him, or are you just feeling lonely? Are you confusing friendship and affection for romantic love?

Girl, you should chill, because we have compiled the perfect list of signs that you need to watch out for. They will tell you if you have fallen deep into the crevice of love. If you agree to most of these, you have it for this guy. Let’s go through it one by one and finally get the answers you so desperately need.

How To Tell If You Like Someone

1. You Think Of Him Constantly When You Are Not Together

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You are plagued by his thoughts every waking moment. Is he thinking about you right now? Is he having a good day? Did he have his breakfast/lunch/dinner? You keep praying that his cold gets better or his fever goes down when he is sick. You start missing him like crazy after a minute of being apart from him. If you can relate to this, my love, you have been bitten by the love bug. Your heart doesn’t belong to you anymore, senorita!

2. Every Little Thing Reminds You Of Him

This is a telltale sign that you have fallen for him. The fact that you saw a poster of a movie he likes and thought of him immediately or were honked at by a car that looked a lot like his and your heart skipped a beat when you thought it was him proves that he’s on your mind. You have long crossed into the love lane, buttercup.

3. He Makes You Feel Like You Can Do Anything

He challenges you to do things you have never dreamed of doing. He makes you feel empowered and strong enough to be the best version of yourself. He believes in you and thinks you are super awesome. His unconditional trust in you makes you trust yourself more and do better in life.

4. Life Is In Technicolor Now

Have you ever felt this way before – this alive, this aware, this happy? Has the sun always been so bright and food always tasted this amazing? Do other people fade from your vision when you see him? Does everything feel like it is happening for the first time? Oh, baby, you are in love!

5. You Are Discovering Things About Yourself You Never Knew Existed

Getting to know the person you are crushing on brings out new traits of your personality. You try to be a better person and see life in a new way. You try to look better, dress better, read more, listen to new songs – so many things just to impress that special someone.

6. You Want Your Best Friend To Like Him

You are super nervous that she won’t. It matters what she feels and thinks about him, and you keep pumping your bestie with information about how amazing he is, just to turn the scales in your favor. But, don’t worry, girl. Your bestie will love him too!

7. You Don’t Want Your Other Friends To Know About Him Yet

You want to keep your love secret for now. You want to let it grow on its own for as long as possible. The bond that you are creating with this person really means a lot to you, so you try to keep it protected from outside interference and opinions. You don’t even want to put it on Facebook or Instagram because you don’t want to jinx it. This is not a casual fling for you – it matters to you how it turns out.

8. You Hang Out With Him During Weekends As Well

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If you are happily giving up your Saturday night parties to cuddle with him on the couch or going out for dates on crazy rainy Sundays to spend some time with your new bae, you know have fallen in love, hook, line, and sinker. Girls don’t give up their weekends for just anybody! He is special, girl. Just admit it.

9. Tinder Is Boring

Who could possibly be more handsome, interesting, articulate, funny, and sexy than your boo? Hmmph, all pretentious puppets! If you think this is the case, I doubt you would be doing tinder for long.

10. You Have Sizzling Chemistry

Your physical connection is as good as your emotional connection. You feel like your bodies were meant to be with each other, your hearts were meant to be beating as one. You even suspect your bond is out of this world, may be from a previous life. You feel like you really know this person, even if you don’t know him that well.

11. When You Are With Him, You Have Boundless Energy

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We all know how doing anything can make us feel tired. But when you spend time with him, instead of getting drained and tired, you feel more energized and vibrant than you have felt in years – even if you have been walking up trails all day, hiking. You could keep walking for hours on end if you could just be with him.

12. You Suddenly Like That Hobby Of His – Something You Have Always Despised

Now, spending your weekends watching reruns of cricket matches or WWE wrestling games does not seem so bad. I mean, who doesn’t like watching sweaty, bloody blokes fight each other? Yep, girl. Yep.

13. You Discover Something Nice About Him Every Day

When you start liking every single thing he does, even how he eats, no one can save you, woman. You are obsessed with even the tiniest things about him, like the way he rolls up his sleeves before doing manual work or the focused look on his face when he is doing math. To you, it’s all magical.

14. You Make A Mental List Of Everything You Want To Tell Him

You might even take notes, just in case you forget. Yes, you may be going crazy – crazy in love, that is. You want him to know about every single thing that you experienced or saw and want his opinion on them. You both can talk for hours about random stuff, and it means the world to you what he feels about stuff.

15. You Even Have A File On Your Phone Of Links And Memes You Want To Send Him

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Yes, songs, memes, stories, news, trailers, video game reviews, recipes – you save the links to everything you think he might like to see. Oh no, you can’t just send them all at once! You keep it for rainy days!

16. You Obsess About His Favorite Books And Movies

Mostly, you are trying to know him better and are looking for more information about how his mind works and what he likes. You look for merchandise related to the things he loves to gift him – F.R.I.E.N.D.S T-shirts, GOT mugs, BREAKING BAD posters – just to see that smile on your bae’s face.

17. You Want To Know EVERYTHING About Him

You just have to know everything about him – what his childhood was like, names of his best friends through the years, the pets he has had, the scariest things that ever happened to him, his most vulnerable moment, his favorite dish…everything.

18. You Like Him For Who He Is Not Who You Want Him To Be

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Nobody is perfect, but you like his little imperfections and the baggage he carries – they are just the right fit for your own. You can live with his shenanigans because you adore him with all your heart. You can both work with each other’s weirdness and be perfect together.

19. Your Eyes Light Up When He Walks Into The Room

You cannot hide your feelings however hard you try. And, not to burst your bubble, probably everyone can see it too. You can hardly stop your lips from smiling, your eyes from sparkling, and your heart from singing. You get more animated while keeping an eye on him slyly. But, madame, you are fooling no one – they can hear your heartbeat a mile away.

20. You Are Living On A Steady Stream Of Adrenaline

You are always riding the roller coaster of emotional highs, but boy, you ain’t getting tired of this! Even when you are getting into fights with him, it is all passionate and crazy and probably taking the sexual tension between you both to a whole new level. You are always high on life, and feel like you are playing a role in a movie – like it is all meant to be.

21. You Are Scared Of Your Feelings But Too Excited To Let Them Hold You Back

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Allowing yourself to fall so deeply in love with someone is terrifying. In the past, you might have stopped yourself from getting involved with someone you liked, but this time, the feelings are just too strong for you to resist. Your heart just doesn’t listen to rationalization anymore and makes you act like a fool in love. You feel a myriad of emotions – love, hate, jealousy, anger, and anxiety with new vigor. But you still can’t get enough of him. Something about him makes you feel that you have finally come home.

A good way to determine if you like someone is by noticing if you want to share important things in your life with him. Just like we want to tell our friends and loved ones when something new happens in our life, we can’t wait to tell the people we have feelings for when something big happens to us. His opinion matters to you. Period.

Don’t let your fears hold you back. Get to know him better and move forward in the relationship – because, girl, you deserve to happy. All the best!

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7/28/2017: The Emoji Movie Finally Broke Critics

By Lydia Bugg

Congratulations are due to The Emoji Movie today. Not for its plot, its characters, or for being a decent movie in any conceivable way. The Emoji Movie has transcended cinema. It’s not just a movie; it’s become a piece of performance art wherein the audience gets to watch the light slowly die in the eyes of the movie critics who had to see it.

Take, for instance, this review from The Guardian, which reads: “A viewer leaves The Emoji Movie a colder person, not only angry at the film for being unconscionably bad, but resentful of it for making them feel angry.” The man who wrote that sentence is not OK. He is going to need all the support he can get from his loved ones, and perhaps his favorite childhood toy to get him through the night.

Jordan Hoffman of The New York Daily News concluded his review with: “Sadly market saturation will prevent this from being the [bomb emoji] it ought to be — so get ready for “The Fidget Spinner Movie” or some other [poop emoji].” If that doesn’t sound like a man who’s completely lost his faith in the American public, I don’t know what does. His use of emojis throughout the article are as much a sign of Stockholm’s syndrome as they are a sign he wanted to finish the review as quickly as possible and move on with his life.

In fact, I believe that’s how most of the critics felt when reviewing this movie. No one was sitting down to write a scathing, angry rant — they all just sound so, so tired. The AP, Common Sense Media, and The LA Times, all used the word “meh” in their reviews. These people work for some of the largest media companies in the world. They can think of a word other than “meh,” but spending the time to do that means spending 30 more goddamn seconds thinking about The Emoji Movie, and they are not going to let that happen to them.

There are a few critics out there with at least a little bit of fight left in them. Brian Orndorf of Blu-ray.com managed: “A soulless endeavor and a painful viewing experience. Your kids deserve better.” These are the brave soldiers of The Emoji Movie; those who made it out the other end, mostly intact and able to write a full review instead of just an elongated sigh.

I think part of the reason this one was so tough for critics was that the collective groan the world let out when The Emoji Movie was announced turned around at some point to a hopeful feeling. No one was especially hyped for The Lego Movie at first, and it turned out to be great. The casting decisions sounded good. If Patrick Stewart and T.J. Miller signed on to it, it must at least be OK, right? Seeing the actual movie was like a having a cold bucket of water dumped over their birthday cake in lieu of blowing out the candles. Now they can’t unsee what they have seen, and they are mentally scarred. Wherever you are today, pour one out for your local movie critics. If you see one in the street, tell them you appreciate them. Maybe give them a hug if they’ll let you. But as you gaze into their broken, hollow eyes, feel not pity but fear. If you see this movie, a similar fate may await.

7/26/2017: John Wick Is Getting A Spinoff! Sort Of! Maybe!

By Daniel Dockery

In 2014, we encountered John Wick, a movie in which Keanu Reeves shoots at bad guys. And in the event that he can’t shoot at a bad guy, he breaks that bad guy’s body parts. He does this with intense gusto, and audiences around my apartment and the world applauded him. Keanu Reeves had spent years dwelling in the pit of “Well, he’s been in a few good movies, but …” But now we could lift him out of there, throw him onto our shoulders, and parade him around town. All hail Keanu. He will lead us to the promised land.

And then John Wick: Chapter 2 came out, offered to us by angels and Summit Entertainment, and it was also so, so good. To think that the first John Wick had been nothing but a pleasant appetizer would’ve seemed absurd in 2014. “Obviously, this is the peak of humanity,” Barack Obama said just after viewing John Wick. BUT LO, John Wick: Chapter 2 improved on its predecessor. If my home ever catches on fire, I will grab my John Wick Blu-rays and somersault out the window in tribute to John Wick. “Help us put out the fire!” my neighbors will shriek. “Why?” I’ll say. “I already have all that I’ll need.”

And then headlines popped up on my favorite movie news sites. Things like “JOHN WICK SPINOFF” and “JOHN WICK UNIVERSE.” I popped champagne in my office, which ruined my laptop, but you can’t care about material possessions in times like this (unless those possessions are John Wick 1 and 2, now on Blu-ray.) But then I read further, and as it turns out, this John Wick spinoff was just a script. A script that Lionsgate had won in a bidding war. An action script about an awesome assassin who is not John Wick and, at this time, doesn’t really have any relation to John Wick.

The script is called Ballerina, and trust me, I really wanna see Ballerina come to fruition. Films like Mad Max: Fury Road and Wonder Woman and Atomic Blonde have hopefully started a trend wherein we can see female-led action movies way more frequently than we used to. But please, can we only announce a John Wick spinoff when we know that it’s going to be a John Wick spinoff?

I’m used to the things that I love letting me down. Every day, Marvel and DC announce that they might be making a movie with the characters that I’ve loved for years. Recently, it was announced that Wonder Woman director Patty Jenkins was in “negotiations” with Warner Bros about doing a sequel to Wonder Woman, when the headline should’ve logically read “Patty Jenkins Directs Best DC Film Since The Dark Knight. She Gets Anything She Wants.” These things make me sad, because Hollywood is a place where dreams are made. And it’s also a place where dreams are announced, and then no one does anything with those dreams for a looong time.

John Wick is too young for this. He’s just a little baby franchise, and I don’t want to get cynical about Keanu, sitting in his cinematic crib, snapping every bone within arm’s length. So please, let’s just wait until something is certain. And until then, we can rewatch John Wick: Chapter 2. Have you seen it? It’s pretty damn great.

7/25/2017: Superman’s Mustache Is Getting Digitally Erased

By Lydia Bugg

Justice League has hit a snafu. Warner Bros. is shelling out a staggering $25 million for Justice League reshoots in hopes to “adjust the tone” of the film to be more like Wonder Woman — that is, something people would actually enjoy watching. These reshoots are taking place far after the original shooting, which wrapped nine months ago.

In the time since, Henry Cavill was contractually obligated to grow a rockin’ mustache for his role in Mission: Impossible 6. Warner Bros. absolutely cannot deal with a mustachioed Superman, and Paramount apparently has a fever, and the only cure is a full, healthy, mustache. We at Cracked like to imagine that the two companies had to sit down for what can only be described as mustache negotiations.

“Why can’t you just have him reading a newspaper, or peeping over a fence in every scene? Add a little bit of a sense of mystery to Superman?” Paramount must have said.

“Why can’t you just use a fake mustache?” Warner Bros. replied.

“NEVER!” Paramount screeched, as they slammed their hands on the conference table so hard that it broke in two. “That mustache is the character. That mustache saves the world. That mustache is replacing Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible 7 — The Impossiblest Mission!”

Warner Bros., both mystified and terrified by Paramount’s passion for authentic facial hair, decided the only solution was to digitally remove Cavill’s mustache in every single newly shot scene. How much do you think that added to the special effects budget? I feel really sorry of the poor CGI guy who had the job of making awesome monsters and crumbling buildings, but now he’s spending the next three months starring at Henry Cavill’s upper lip.

Or maybe there is a Hollywood “mustache guy” who specializes in this kind of thing. If they can take the mustache off of Henry Cavill, couldn’t they put it on another actor? Oh my god, you guys, does Tom Selleck even have a mustache? What other stars might be rocking a full handlebar and we’re not even aware? I’m looking at you, Helen Mirren.

As usual, Hollywood has found a multi-million-dollar solution to a problem that could easily be solved by a Mach 3 razor. I’m going to be so pissed if Wonder Woman’s Lasso of Truth gets cut out of Justice League because they went way over their mustache budget.

I for one would be 100 percent on board for Mustache Superman. He’s been dead. Can’t the man let himself go a little bit? Maybe instead of being dead, he’s been in Williamsburg drinking craft beer and restoring antique bicycles. Hipster Superman could be cool. In that case, he might need to grow even more of a mustache. Or they could just keep the same mustache guy they have, but instead of taking it out, he digitally enhances the mustaches in order to get those full, curly tips. Can we digitally put a top hat and steampunk vest on Superman as well? I really think this could work, you guys. Fingers crossed for hipster mustache Superman.

7/24/2017: Comic-Con Wants You To Die In A Flood Of Trailers

By Luis Prada

Comic-Con doesn’t give a shit anymore. It’s done playing nice. It used to be a fun fan fest, but now it’s an unrelenting pop cultural blitzkrieg of trailers that none of us — NONE — are emotionally or psychologically prepared to handle. The annual pummeling we receive is the price we must pay to make all of our childhood nerd dreams come true.

Childhood you wanted to see a Justice League movie? Well gird your puny shriveled loins, you idiot, because here’s four-minute Justice League trailer. And because they want to bury you beneath a mountain of the things you ask for, here’s a Flash movie based on the “Flashpoint” story arc. You know what that means: MASSIVELY CONVOLUTED ALTERNATE TIMELINES AND “WHAT IF?” SCENARIOS ARE COMING TO THE BIG SCREEN, AND YOU BETTER NOT COMPLAIN BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED AND YOU WILL DIE BENEATH IT.

You wanted an Avengers movie? Well, you got two already, and now here’s blurry camera phone footage of the footage of the third one that was filmed from an angle so bad I have to assume the person who shot it incidentally filmed the trailer as he was trying to get upskirt shots. And you’re such a junkie that you’ll suck down that wad of horrendous camera work and ask for more.

They know you’ll take any little morsel you can get, so the keepers of our pop cultural addictions will degrade you, reducing to something less than human. Instead of releasing the footage of Black Panther shown during the panel, they give you the cast of Black Panther reacting to the footage of Black Panther. Oh, and in case you still have one nerve ending left undamaged and still twitching, here’s another trailer for Thor: Ragnarok that is an exhausting and overwhelming assault on your senses by itself.

And you know what, you little shits? Like a typhoon crashing down and laying waste to a city, killing thousands, here’s the trailer for The Defenders. And here’s another trailer for The Defenders, but this time it’s narrated by and starring Stan Lee for reasons that make perfect sense when you consider shutting the fuck up, opening your supple mouth, and taking in the funnel so they can fatten you up like a delicious foie gras goose.

Comic-Con is wise. It knows you have a high tolerance for such an onslaught of trailers. So this year it performed a coup de grace to make sure it knocked your dumb ass into a pop culture coma. You like all this nerdy stuff? Well, here’s the trailer for the second season of Stranger Things, a show that’s one pop culture reference after another, and then here’s the trailer for Steven Spielberg’s adaptation of Ready Player One, a book and now a movie that’s nothing but one pop culture reference after another.

The message of this year’s Comic Con was loud, clear, and violent: Choke on the things you love, you lowly dipshits. Choke.

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This Week In Pop Culture (7/28/17)

7/28/2017: The Emoji Movie Finally Broke Critics

By Lydia Bugg

7/26/2017: John Wick Is Getting A Spinoff! Sort Of! Maybe!

By Daniel Dockery

7/25/2017: Superman’s Mustache Is Getting Digitally Erased

By Lydia Bugg

“Why can’t you just have him reading a newspaper, or peeping over a fence in every scene? Add a little bit of a sense of mystery to Superman?” Paramount must have said.

“Why can’t you just use a fake mustache?” Warner Bros. replied.

7/24/2017: Comic-Con Wants You To Die In A Flood Of Trailers

By Luis Prada

The message of this year’s Comic Con was loud, clear, and violent: Choke on the things you love, you lowly dipshits. Choke.

For more, check out This Week In Pop Culture (7/21/2017) and What Stupid Thing Is Trending Now? (7/23/2017).

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This Week In Pop Culture (7/28/17)

7/28/2017: The Emoji Movie Finally Broke Critics

By Lydia Bugg

7/26/2017: John Wick Is Getting A Spinoff! Sort Of! Maybe!

By Daniel Dockery

7/25/2017: Superman’s Mustache Is Getting Digitally Erased

By Lydia Bugg

“Why can’t you just have him reading a newspaper, or peeping over a fence in every scene? Add a little bit of a sense of mystery to Superman?” Paramount must have said.

“Why can’t you just use a fake mustache?” Warner Bros. replied.

7/24/2017: Comic-Con Wants You To Die In A Flood Of Trailers

By Luis Prada

The message of this year’s Comic Con was loud, clear, and violent: Choke on the things you love, you lowly dipshits. Choke.

For more, check out This Week In Pop Culture (7/21/2017) and What Stupid Thing Is Trending Now? (7/23/2017).

Subscribe to our YouTube channel, and check out President Donald Trump Is Actually Good, Mark Zuckerberg Is Actually Not, and watch other videos you won’t see on the site!

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