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Hi, would you be able to rate all the dizis you’ve watched in order of favourite to least favourite?
Excellent question anon! I decided to answer this in reverse order because it's honestly easier to go from the worst and then work our way up.
The Bottoms--don't bother watching tbh
Winning the worst of the lot is...Sen Cal Kapimi. Technically it would be a three way tie with the other romcoms on the list, except that at least no one hid a whole child for 5 years in EK and KA so, SCK wins for having the single worst love story ever.
Erkenci Kus is next, mostly bc Can Yanem has a very annoying face and also bc the relationship between Can and Sanem was borderline uncomfortable to me (she seemed like a child in so many ways) plus they were both annoying as fuck tbh.
Kiralik Ask actually wasn’t bad, and I did like both Defne and Omer, but I hated the drawn out secret plot and it was just very blah in general. Turns out I think I just don’t love romcoms.
Bu Sehir Arkandan Gelecek actually had a good central story and I quite enjoyed the lead and his whole family plot. But this show featured two of the single most annoying female characters to ever exist, so in the end, this has to go far down on the list. I literally got to the point where I fast forwarded all of their scenes, they were that insufferable.
Kurt Seyit ve Sura is one I technically didn’t finish, but it was my first so I feel like I need to mention it. It was good but overly dramatic and also the ending was bs, and yes I know it was a true story.
The Middles--these are all kind of interchangeable depending on my mood
Yeni Hayat was a very boring show but the little girl was adorable and I love Serkan and Melisa is very pretty so idk. Take that as you will.
Icerde was actually really good, and the performances were excellent. It dragged on for about 10-15 episodes too long and I didn’t love the fridging but it was quite good overall.
Carpisma was the dumbest show with the dumbest characters I have ever watched in my whole life and it was supposed to be dramatic and sad but honestly I laughed the whole time and it was the funniest show ever. I loved all the stupid foursome and also the main bad guy who ended up being the best. I mean, you might not find it funny, but the whole thing was a riot tbh. It’s all about perspective.
Muhtesem İkili was excellent for the family storyline but honestly I either didn’t watch or fast forwarded through literally every single police plot. It was exceedingly dull. But the main family was excellent, I loved the actors together, and the chemistry was good. I just didn't watch 70% of the show.
Zemheri was excellent. Excellent acting, excellent drama, excellent plot, and also--excellently short. There was one very small storyline that pissed me off that could easily be handwaved, but otherwise, it really was very well done and short enough not to get exhausting. Melodramatic, perhaps, but in all the best ways. The two leads are just phenomenal.
Her Yerde Sen was also very good, and I loved it while I was watching it, and it’s probably the only romcom I’ll ever like. That being said, I literally forgot it existed the moment it ended so…
The Tops--these 4 are my favorite.
Seref Meselesi is a beautiful show. It has this sort of timeless, dreamlike quality to it, and there is a feeling almost of a stage play. From the sets to the lighting to the drama and characters, SM tells exactly the story it means to tell. It is heartbreaking, but beautiful for it. It ranks as 4th only because it’s not the type of show you’d watch over and over, but it is excellent.
Son Yaz, Halka, and Meryem are tied for tops. They combine the best of all possible categories--excellent central cast of characters, phenomenal chemistry, excellent ships (romantic and otherwise), beautiful core friendships, excellent pacing, minimal to no skippable side plots, tons of rewatchability (both as a whole and individual scenes), fantastic acting, and characters that won’t leave you alone. These were shows I couldn’t put down, ones I wanted to watch and watch and watch until they were over, and then turn around and watch all over again.
#djem watches dizis#anonymous#asks#yeah i cheated with the top three sue me#sorry this ask was so late i had a hard time thinking
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event: winterbloom market
closed starter for @sanemreid
location: sweet as sugar’s decorate-your-own cupcakes and cookies
“Okay, we know that white lights are superior to colored lights, but this one is going to be my pride and joy of the batch. I just know it,” Lily mused, slightly tipsily as she placed M&Ms into the white icing of one of the cupcakes that she’d decorated. In spite of the wine the two of them had enjoyed moments prior, her placement was done with precision and extreme focus. “Can’t beat the Christmas tree cookie I just did, though. It’s just adorable,” Lily mentioned, showing Sanem the same cookie she’d decorated a few moments prior. “Do you think it needs sprinkles, or is it perfect as is?” she asked, probably putting a bit too much thought into something that was going to be eaten eventually. “I never knew how relaxing this could be, just us decorating cupcakes and cookies like we’re on The Great British Bakeoff. Maybe this could be your bachelorette party,” Lily joked, glancing over at Sanem as she frosted a snowflake-shaped sugar cookie with light blue royal icing. “Unless that’s something you’d honestly enjoy.”
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@sanemreid
Staying at the manor had pretty much become part of John’s routine in a way that almost felt as if it had happened overnight and was now merely something that he did without even thinking about it. After spending a week there with Quinn, it was easy for him to feel welcome there, coming and going as if it was something that came close to a second home to him – or a third, counting the gallery. Either way, it felt comfortable but what kept John around wasn’t the space or the luxury that the building radiated but the prospect of being around the other man whenever he possibly could. It had become a habit just as much as an urge which was why he also brought Merlot along more often than not. He loved that he was able to play with Sable and even though Merlot adored pretty much everyone, he’d also grown attached to Quinn, already getting excited whenever John pulled into the driveway.
Right now, they were leaving for the day though – or a few days, possibly, though John was almost positive that he’d be back here again before he knew it. After kissing Quinn goodbye and giving Sable a last scratch behind the ears, he made his way out of his room. Slowly, John pulled the door closed behind him before he threw his overnight bag over his shoulder and gave a small whistle to get Merlot’s attention and let him know that they were ready to go, when suddenly a familiar pair of dark eyes blinked back at him from across the hallway, making him stop in his tracks. “Sanem?!”
#( sanem reid. )#// [clown music starts playing in the distance]#also ignore the pen lmaooo the expression is what counts#SILENT PANIC
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Ángel’s 33rd Birthday Letters
Every year Ángel writes brief letters to the people in his life who have made a big impact on him in the past year.
Tagging: @bradyemmerson / @quinn-hawthorne / @frankieblackwood / @alli-pellisier / @emily-duncan / @isaiahxcruz / @sanemreid / @julianeldridge / @graysoneldridge / @ryderirving
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Mama Bears, J&D, The best women in the world,
I know how much you love my birthday letters but it’s not nearly as much as I love the two of you. 33 years and I still don’t have the words. I know you hate when I say that you saved me but I mean it. You saved my life the day you decided you wanted me to be yours. You changed the way I saw myself. You changed the way I saw love. I used to think love was made up. And then you two proved me wrong. Taught me the way you always have. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you. You know that and I sure as hell know that. I wouldn’t change a thing about my life if it meant it wouldn’t lead me to you guys. Being an Emmerson was just my destiny, you know? Having two moms is the best fucking thing in the world. Sorry for cursing, J.
You’re my two favorite people in the entire universe. You always say I’m your angel but you two are mine and I’ll never forget it. Thanks for giving my life a chance, for giving me a chance time and time again.
Love you forever, mamas!
Your grateful af son,
Ángel
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To the best sister in the entire universe,
I know you think my bday letters are cheesy but you shouldn’t be surprised to get one every year. My life is always better with you around in it, B. You’re a freakin doofus and the biggest nerd I know and I love that about you. The day you walked up those steps and gave me the cold shoulder was the best day of my life. You taught me what it meant to really care about someone outside of myself, to take care of someone, to protect them and love them no matter what. I know we haven’t always been at our best but being your brother is the coolest fucking thing I’ll ever be. I’m so proud of what you’re doing. I’m so proud of how you’ve built up your business, all the ways your gonna continue to thrive and be your best. You deserve every bit of it. Every single bit. Don’t forget to celebrate, don’t forget to let yourself feel loved, don’t forget to take it all in before it’s too late.
I know I’ve really put you through it recently and I’m really sorry for that. I promise you that I’m getting my shit together and I’m gonna start to take better care of myself. Really try to, at least. I’m always gonna be here for you. I’m never gonna leave you. That’s a promise I’ll always keep, B.
Make sure to drink some fucking water!!
Love your big bro,
Ángel
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My love, my light, my homie 4 life,
Another year with you and you know I wouldn’t have it any other way, Q. Well okay maybe there are some things I’d change for both of us but that’s all part of the journey, right? I’m happy as shit that I get to write you a letter every year, I’m happy as shit that we’ve been friends as long as we have. Though I gotta be honest man, the word friend feels like it doesn’t even begin to describe what you mean to me. You’ve known for a long time that you’re my fucking soulmate man. Recently, my therapist asked me to think about all of the relationships I’ve had and to think about which ones have taught me the most about love. Guess I realized I never loved someone the way I love you, bro. I know it’s harder for dudes to say it, I know we’re some tall ass, masc ass dudes and people are surprised when we show just how much we love each other. But I love that shit, I love us, I love us being loud as fuck, proud as fuck, angry, sad and mad as fuck. I love us in any form, I loved us in high school, I love us now. And I love you, always, unconditionally.
I will always be there for you. Even when things change, even when new shit happens in our lives, I’m never going anywhere far from you. This bond is for life. Don’t ever doubt it. A lot of crazy shit has happened lately but that doesn’t erase all the good shit we did this year. All the work we did, all the shit we created. I know we’re just two clowns but we fucking inspire happiness man. We put a smile on people’s faces. And I never want that to change. We’re just gonna keep shining, keep thriving, keep surviving.
I believe in you. And I believe in us. More than anything.
Love you more than I love JLO. That’s big big love.
Yours for life,
Ángel
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Frankie, buttface, apple of my eye,
I know being home blows but I gotta say the Frankie shaped hole in my life was getting pretty big and I kind of hated that. I love having you around, I love having you as a friend, I especially love when you laugh at my jokes. But I love it even more when you clown my ass. Thanks for reminding me that sometimes shit ain’t that deep, that the bad comes with the good and it really just be like that sometimes. I get to be sappy because you’re reading this and don’t have to stare at my face but you are so damn special to me, FB. I want you to know that I love you and I would care so much if I lost you. You’re fucking amazing. Wicked smart, wicked talented and wicked fucking cool. The coolest chick I know. You make my life better, you sure as hell make me funnier and you always catch my angles. I’m really lucky to have you in my life. So don’t leave me, alright? Don’t forget that I’m always here for you, til a really cool death do us part, yanno? That’s how you say it right? That’s what Google says at least.
When you finally read this call me and we’ll get burgers so you can call me a butthole and make me feel loved. Can’t wait to cause shit in the nursing homes with you one day.
Love you long time baybee,
Ángel
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Allison, Alli P, Hermanita,
God really said I’m gonna add another thing to your list of blessings and then BOOM there you were. I hope you know I mean it when I say I got your back, that in me you got another big brother and in my siblings, in my moms, you got mad family who will always have your back. That’s how we roll and we’re forever loyal. So don’t you ever think you’re alone, alright? No matter the time of day, no matter how far away, you call on me, I’ll be there. You can just picture me somewhere singing lean on me. I know it’s not always easy to let people in or trust that people won’t leave you but you can trust in me. Quinn is my man, the light of my fucking life and I promise we’ll take good care of him, I promise I’ll take good care of you too.
Thanks for always having the best taste and for always reminding me to level up.
Love you lil one,
Ángel
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E-Money!!!!!!
You may not know this but you’re one of my favorite people to spend time with. Your energy, your laugh, that bright af smile and your sarcasm are the fucking best. I know I talk about how grateful I am that my sister has you but I never tell you enough how grateful I am that I have you in my life. You’re always there for me, always ready to hear me out or convince me to be on your stream. You make me laugh deep belly laughs and you help keep me grounded. I fucking adore the shit out of you, Em. I hope you know how much I care and love about you, how much I have your back no matter what. You’re a real one, a beautiful one, a true one. Anyone who can’t see that can kiss my big puerto rican ass.
Know that you always got love and family in me. We’re bonded for life which just means you’ll never get rid of me. Not such a bad thing, right? Thanks for sharing parts of your life with me. I’m a better man for it.
Love you always, boo,
Ángel
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Zay! My Man!! The mothafuckin champ!!!!!
In case no one’s told you lately, I’m fucking proud of you. I know it ain’t easy, you’re always trying to do the best thing, always trying to make people proud and make your mama proud. I see you man, I see how hard you work, I see how big you love and you should never lose that shit. You got some real power and not just in the ring. You inspire me to be better, homie, you push me to be stronger and not just cause you’re always challenging my ass to a race. But that too. you keep me on my toes!
This world is rough but you shine bright, hermanito. Don’t ever let anyone dull your shine. We’re gonna get you that savings account and shit is gonna take off. I promise you. Remember your big homie, Ángel always got your back. Siempre, papito.
Mad mad love,
Ángel
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Sanem!! My girl!! My favorite teacher!!!,
Girl you have been through it this year and it hasn’t always been the hottest or the greatest but I see you trying to be better. I see you trying to put yourself first in a way that benefits you and others and doesn’t do harm. It’s hard to forgive ourselves, hard to see the goodness when there’s been so much badness, you know? I know you know what I mean. But you’re trying and that matters. Thanks for helping me stay in shape, for helping me fucking slay the competition and for always keepin me on for all the new dance trends.
You always got a friend in me!
Love,
Ángel
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Julian, you beautiful, weird, amazing, pain in my ass of a man,
I love you dude. I know you brush off half of my sappy shit and I know you still beat yourself up plenty but we’re past that. Only thing I’m worried about right now is you changing the world with your art and for you to keep asking me questions that blow my fucking mind. I know this shit ain’t easy. I know I can’t ever understand how you feel but I know that what I can do is be there for you no matter what. And I am, forever, dude. Like forever and ever and then whatever fucking weird afterlife, after rave comes, yanno? Either way, I hope you know I always got your back. I’m proud of you man, not just cause you’re sober but because you keep trying every day. And that’s a hell of a lot than most people do. I know, the bar is low but fuck if i’m not gonna celebrate the little things.
I’m really fucking happy you’re alive, J. I’m never taking that for granted.
*hulk hogan voice* Love you brother,
Ángel
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G--G-G UNiT! My favorite fucking politician, Grayson
Man there’s never a year I’m not happy you exist. You’re the best, my dude. You inspire me, you’re smart as hell and you got a smile of gold. I know there’s a lot of shit that we’ve been through but I’m glad you’ve always had my back and I hope you know I always have yours. Keep doing the work that you do, keep making us proud and don’t let these crazy motherfuckers out here get you down, alright? You inspire me to fight the good fight, to make sure I’m not out here looking like a dumbass and I’m always proud to support you, brother. Always.
Remember to kick back and relax once in a while, alright? You deserve it and then some.
Love you always,
Ángel
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Ry-Dawg! Crazy motherfucker, Sunshine,
Drink some fucking water, okay? Love you forever.
I mean that,
Ángel
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Levi,
Not a day goes by where I don’t think about you, homie. I know that eventually I’m supposed to like move on, accept it all but they never tell you how hard it is. Other day these flowers in my garden bloomed and I wanted to tell you about them so badly. I keep thinking about all the shit you won’t get to do, the life you won’t get to live. I keep telling myself I gotta live it extra hard and enjoyable just for you. But how do I do that when I’m still so sad? I guess it’s stupid for me to be writing you a letter when I won’t get an answer, but sometimes it helps to think that you can somehow hear me, that maybe you’re still by my side seeing all of this shit. I hope that’s okay.
I just miss you man. I wish I could tell you I love you one more time,
Ángel
#letters#about angle#ft. brady#ft. quinn#ft. frankie#ft. alli#ft. emily#ft. isaiah#ft. sanem#ft. diana#ft. julian#ft. grayson#ft. ryder#q
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What I'm obsessed with today
How you know he's a good actor but you can physically SEE how much Can loves Demet when they are supposed to be Can & Sanem.
The early episodes are so special. I feel like I can see camet fall in love through canem.
I stg this was real angst. Sanem denied Divit, but Demet also was out of Yaman's reach.
Canem weren't communicating with their words but with their eyes. They weren't saying what they wanted to. Yaman also couldn't say what he wanted to say to Demet.
This is Yaman thinking she's adorable and loving her being in his arms. No lies detected.
Sanem started warming up to Can the same time Demet was. And the sexual tension is legendary. He could look but he still couldn't touch.
And when they did finally get together (canem & camet) the love jumped out.
I die for how soft and affectionate he is with her. Sanem & Demet. Is there a difference anymore?
Nope.
Special shout out to this scene bc THE SEXUAL TENSION DEAR GOD.
He wanted her SO BAD, and he was taking FULL advantage of this being a dream sequence.
Sis is stronger than any US Marine for holding strong through that scene and continuing to act.
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01 | reunite
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(warning: mentions of an unexpected pregnancy, significant other leaving. mainly angst.)
“Why are you here?”
Nothing unusual happened with Sanem’s day. She had some particular festivities that included the release of her book, counting a meetup with some fans. Nothing fancy, nothing extravagant.
Sobbing before she fell to sleep became a nightly routine for her. Careful to not wake up the other guests in the house, including the one sleeping in a crib right next to her, her cries became muffled by the cotton of the pillow. She wouldn’t bother tying up her hair, instead becoming a meaningless chore rather than doing it for aesthetic purposes. She wouldn’t bother wearing her best clothes, now she prefers comfort over style.
Seeing and sensing the dry tears on the pillow wasn’t something unfamiliar for her. Some nights she had to hold herself from the upcoming weeps when her child, her angel would start wailing. She held her in a warm and tight embrace, while sitting in a rocking chair and humming old tunes to her.
“Hush little baby, don’t say a word,” Her eyes glanced to the Albatross poster that hung on the wall opposite of them. Shedding tears of admiration, yet sorrow for the young child, she finished the tune. “Mama’s going to buy you a mockingbird.”
Admiration because she couldn’t believe that she was holding the best gift that anyone has ever given her. Sorrow because she will never get to meet her father.
Needless to say that Sanem was proven wrong.
After attending the meetup and before picking her child up from her grandfather, she sat by the water, her entire body unresponsive. Her hands that gripped the wood beneath her loosened, her chest that was once held up high fell, and her legs lost their feeling of mobility and soon became numb.
All because she saw a familiar face in the reflection of the water.
She didn’t hear his footsteps where she sat, pondering about the past. Once she recognized him, her body froze. She turned slowly to look at the man whose appearance changed just like hers.
There was minimal light that was shining in his eyes, but that was nothing compared to the darkness that was circling a storm in her irises. The darkness that came with the pain. The pain that came with his presence.
He swore that he almost fainted seeing her again. Although, what was more agonizing for him was seeing her pained yet resentful expression. The eyes that were once so bright had lost its life. The face which had shown so much energy was now pale, the absence of its colors was clearly present. Her once confident pose turned into a sluggish composure.
Even though she changed for the worse, he thought that she was still the most beautiful woman his eyes have ever laid on.
She asked, with much oppression in her voice, why he was here.
At a loss for words, his breath hitched as his eyes darted in different directions. With her voice cracking, she scoffed.
“I asked why the fuck you are here,” She growled, the courage to speak up suddenly flourishing inside of her. “Why?”
No response was etched from him. Ashamed, he did his best to stop himself from breaking down right in front of her.
“Why are you here?!”
“Because I need you!” He let out, his arms flying to the sides of his body. At this point, Sanem’s breaths were coming short and her body was shaking, on the brink of falling. “I fucking need you, Sanem! And don’t you dare reply that you don’t need me.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“C’mon, Sanem, does it look like I am? I came back because I want you. I want to talk to you, to hear your velvety, melodic voice that I adore with all my heart. I want to see you, to take in all of your beauty that no other woman can measure up to. I want to be next you, to hold your hand, to feel the presence of the person who I love so much.”
“Bullshit,” She seethed, finally getting up from her spot on the dock. “I’m not listening to this nonsense anymore.”
Can’s eyes widened at the chance of her fleeting. Panic welled up deep inside of him to the point that it made his chest hurt, like fire being ignited in his heart. He shook his head, telling himself that he can’t let her leave after everything that has happened to them.
He instinctively grabbed her wrist, not thinking of the consequences his sudden action may bring up. He couldn’t let her escape. Although, he didn’t think about her reaction, which sent him almost falling to his knees.
She flinched at his touch. More than that, she practically jumped. The feeling of his hands on her wrist was now foreign. She gasped, feeling repulsed and immediately pulled away from him.
At first, he stared at her in confusion. He didn’t wonder why his love would do that to him, she would yearn so much for her to be touched by him. This didn’t make any sense. Unless…
“Are you afraid of me?” Can asked, instantaneously feeling intimidated by this situation. The waves were crashing against the rocks harder than before, and he felt as if the dock was swaying beneath his feet. He felt more dizzy than ever.
He was greeted by silence. By her absence of a response, his heart broke in two and fell apart at his feet. His face now matched hers, colorless and restrained. He blinked rapidly, slightly losing his composure. Now his body began shake with an unstoppable force, his legs almost giving out and his lips trembling.
“No,” He whispered, his mouth agape, but Sanem was still able to hear him. “You can’t be. No! Sanem, I would never hurt you!”
Seeing her unamused and unproven expression, he gently took her small hands into his big ones. She didn’t move from him this time.
“Sanem, if you think that I,” He gulped, not wanting the words to spill out. “That I would intentionally inflict physical pain on you, then you don’t know me well. I would never, never in my entire life lay a hand on your body.”
“Oh really?” She reviled, now crossing her arms over her chest, a clear sign that was upset and in distress. “After seeing what you did to Yiğit, I’m not convinced. You pushed him, you made him unconscious! He laid in the hospital bed for days!”
He put his hand to his forehead, rubbing it before replying, “Sanem, don’t you dare mention that-,”
“I’ll say what I want to say, thank you very much,” She scowled, walking closer to him and pointing an accusing finger in her direction. “However, you don’t get to say all of these lies. You wanted me? You needed me? Please.”
He stood still, no words emitting from his mouth. He accepted his defeat.
“I’m the one who needed you! I’m the fucking person who went through all of this shit without the help of anybody!” She yelled, finally telling everything to the person she wanted to tell for over a year. “Where the fuck were you when I needed you? When my friends and family, even Ayhan, were leaving me? Neglecting me as if I’m already a worthless piece of dust,” Her voice wavered, her hands tingling along with the rest of her body. “Where were you when I carried our child?”
She didn’t realize what she admitted until she saw Can’s unbalanced expression.
“What did you say?”
This time she became the one who was at a loss for words. If it was possible, her face became paler, transforming into the color of a blank page. She needed someone to write the words so she can speak them.
“Sanem,” He closed his eyes, a lone, stray tear falling on his cheek. “Were you pregnant?”
She stepped backwards, while he stepped forward. Her heart beating impossibly fast and her breathing hitching in her throat, she tried to come up with something to respond to.
“Can-,”
The water enveloped her in seconds. Her throat emitted a scream before crashing down, her eyes stinging at the salt. Can, leaving behind everything they just went over, dove in right after her. He helped her, bringing her body up to the surface of the water. Although, she wouldn’t let him hug her body.
“No!” She screamed, her arms flapping on the water as she swam a very small distance to the shore. “Don’t you fucking touch me, Can Divit!”
He ignored her pleas. Even when she brought herself to shore, he immediately took off his jacket and covered her body with it. He rubbed her up and down, so that she wouldn’t get cold. He stopped when she realized that she was sobbing. Her body became so wrenched with them to the point that she didn’t know when to stop.
“Sanem…” He whispered, trying to soothe her. This time she held no protests. Being in a completely vulnerable state, she accepted his arms wrapping around her and the jacket being given to her. Both of their clothes were equally as wet, and their hairs were emitting drops of water which were falling to the ground.
Unable to stop, Can took her hands and once again took them into his. He pressed a soft kiss over her knuckles, which surprisingly were dry. He pressed a kiss on her forehead, then turned it towards him, both of their foreheads touching together.
“Sanem,” He repeated her name once again, wiping her tears with just a swipe of his thumb. “Sanem, look at me.”
Breathing heavily, her gaze was turned towards the ground, looking at anywhere but him. Even when he tried to gently make her face him, her stubborn self looked around him, desperately trying to find a way out.
“Sanem, can you please look at me?” He sighed in exasperation, but there was tenderness underlying in his tone. She reluctantly looked up at him, her blotchy face red and her eyes puffy.
“Tell me what to do,” His voice gave out, wavering at a full intensity and lips trembling like an earthquake. “Tell me what to do to not see you like this.”
She sent a glare towards his way, but her face instantly softened when she saw the very evident agony plastered on him. Their foreheads were still touching, this time Sanem felt much more at ease than before. Watching as it was his time to shed tears, she wiped them away.
Stammering, she put her palm against his cheek. A wave of shock went through her body when she felt the similar feeling of his beard against her hand, this time his beard being wet. His head followed her touch, his eyes closing as he lent into her contact. It brought her back to the camp, where she had to guess the faces of different people with a blindfold on.
She brought his hand to her necklace, the one that he gave her for what it seemed like ages ago. Squeezing his palm, much bigger compared to hers, she took, what it felt like, an immensely deep breath.
“Maybe you can accompany me in picking up our child.”
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My thoughts on Erkenci Kus- Episode 17 (Spoilers!)
If you haven’t watched the recent episode, and don’t want any spoilers, STOP READING RIGHT NOW. If you don’t care, tag along.
Well, that was a hell of an episode... wasn’t it? And not in a good way. This episode was basically a filler. Not a lot of things happened that would push the story forward. The events in this episode basically mirrored everything in the episode summary that I translated earlier this week (it’s in my blog).
Anyways, here's my review.
Character development
1. Can:
In terms of Can, there really wasn’t a new development, but a deeper look into his character. He was his usual self-righteous, angry yet jealous self. But we could kinda see that he's fighting a war with himself. On one hand, he totally in love with this girl. On the other hand, his “principles” are telling him to let her go. So in conclusion, we have a cold/angry Can, but at the same time, he’s very protective and jealous of his girl. The audience could really see that development in this episode. On one hand, he is cold towards her, on the other he’s helping her mom and he is trying to get rid of Fabri because of his jealousy. So all in all, he wasn’t terrible in this episode, but it was also nothing new. We just got to see more of that inner war that he’s fighting. But he really is coming off as an asshole in my opinion. What do you guys think?
2. Sanem:
I think the most important character development in this episode was Sanem. The whole episode she was either trying to explain herself to Can (with the partnership papers) or she was in cloud nine thinking Can wanted her back. But when all that came crashing down at the end, she made a decision. After Can completely lost it (when he saw Fabri with Sanem), he left the party and told her that she was like every other employee of hers from now on. So, Sanem made a decision. She said fine. She said that he won’t see her ever again and that she’ll walk out of his life. This all probably implied that she’ll quit her job too. She decided to no longer go after him or try to get his forgiveness. She just stood up for herself, and her pride, and said fine, be that way. I think this was very important because it allows her to move on (not that she actually will, this is a RomCom and they will end up together). It allows her to be her own person, and she can make her own decisions. She’s no longer limited to the reactions/thoughts of Can. She’s no longer running after him. He knows the truth, and the remaining parts of it he wouldn’t let her explain. So it’s all on him from now on. She’s free. At this point, either Can cleans up his act and goes after her, or she’ll just move on. She’s done explaining herself. Which I really loved. She has her power back. She’s not the powerless Sanem anymore. At it girl.
3. Leyla:
God I hate this character. She is just so weak and naive, yet so self-righteous. She keeps looking down on everyone but herself. And in this episode, she chose to give up her own sister, for Emre. And justified it with the fact that she “loves” him. Pathetic.
4. Fabri:
Well, I must say I was surprised by this one. I genuinely thought Fabri was just a good guy, trying to help. NOPE! He’s actually after the real perfume AND Sanem. He also wants to “embarrass” Can and Sanem like they embarrassed him at the party? He’s nothing but trouble.
Final thoughts
Overall, it was an ok episode. Minus the actual plot, the side-stories were very entertaining to watch. Mevkebe’s campaign scenes were actually hilarious. Cey Cey and Sanem scenes were adorable. Osmal seeing Leyla’s true colors was a big one as well. This was an episode in which the side plots were better when compared to the actual plots. Like I said, it was a filler episode, and well, all shows must have them. You can’t get to the bottom of everything quickly. It is a show after all. So im excited to see how theyre going to clean up the mess in the coming epiosodes. Comment me your thoughts and analysis on this episode. Love to read them and see what you think.
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here’s a short list of things i really love about erkenci kus bc i think they’re important and adorable and like, why not. and i could probably add a whole bunch more points, but this is what sticks out right for me atm.
sanem can’t cook, and any time she does, it doesn’t always turn out quite right, and no one really makes fun of her for it in an awful way. no one scolds her for being a woman who can’t cook. really, it’s treated normally and not expected of her.
all the dances sanem does????? her cute lil happy/victory dances when something exciting happens.
even though can is creative as hell and more of a free-spirit type, he’s still matter-of-fact and straightforward.
leyla and sanem’s relationship reflects actual siblings who quarrel (as all siblings do) but still care about one another very much. they help each other out while also having disagreements.
nihat and mevkibe have been married for years, and they’re still supportive of one another and care about their children even if they don’t always understand them.
the apology that sanem receives from can isn’t given in an attempt to redeem himself from the mistake he made in not listening to her via tongue twisters. he apologies because he knew he was wrong for that and takes full blame for it.
ayhan’s a very supportive best friend, who not only cares about sanem, but has a good relationship with her brother osman.
osman following along with his sister and sanem’s crazy plans.
can caring about his father’s company despite being distant and traveling the world, realizing that maybe he has something to offer the agency via his creativity.
can caring about his employees and the firm’s clients, doing right by them because that’s important and not because he has to. he got ethical bones ok.
sanem snapping herself out of tunnel vision, usually in relation to can, by physically waving her hand in front of her face!!!!!
sanem’s outfits???? hell yes??????
deren’s outfits????? hell yes??????
the fact that sanem has her own way of living life, albeit quirky, and not changing herself in the face of confusion or judgment.
the way can pronounces “okay.”
how cey cey usually gets mixed up in sanem’s antics and helps her nonetheless bc he’s a good friend.
leyla is more of the analytical type rather than creative, and she still brings a lot of value to the agency.
that whole ass scene between can and sanem when she admits she’s never had a boyfriend, and instead of finding it funny, can admits his own vulnerabilities.
#x#erkenci kus#literally feel free to add more bc im !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i love/hate that i'm caught up rn
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