i don't know what i was trying here

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I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT ANY AND EVERY POSSIBLY JEWISH CHARACTER. but i gotta tell u that holster is jewish and the only thing he knows how to make are latkes. that's it. all he can cook is make latkes. but he teams up with bitty (who got his recipe for matzoh ball soup from online, but it's ok as long as bitty made it it'll be good) and on the first night of hanukkah they make dinner for the haus (+ cait, nurseydex, etc.) & holster skypes w/ his family when they light the menorah @ home it's great

you saying that it’s the only thing he knows how to make is making me picture holster’s dinner night at the haus. like every week it’s his day to make dinner and everyone’s just like, whelp, it’s latke time. someone asks him if he’s ever thought of learning how to make something else, he just stares at them for a minute.

what’s his opinion on applesauce v sour cream though?

ESC Love Songs 💕

Here we go, another list (Slavic one[x], Happy one[x]) and this one is.. for well.. the love some of you hopefully are receiving today and everyday ♥ or let’s be real for otps and (day)dreaming ♥♥

Love - Sasha Son 

Love Wave - Iveta Mukuchyan

Love Injected - Aminata

La La Love - Ivi Adamou

Love Is Blind - Donny Montell

Love Me Back - Can Bonomo

I Want Your Love - Eduard Romanyuta

I Feed You My Love - Margaret Berger

Show Me Your Love - Tina Karol

Cliché Love Song - Basim

Love Symphony - Quartissimo feat. Martina

Words For Love - Lior Narkis

S.A.G.A.P.O. - Rakintzis

L'amour à La Française - Les Fatals Picards

Je T’adore - Kate Ryan

I Love You Mi Vida - D’Nash

Grande Amore - Il Volo

Call Me - Feminnem

Carry Me In Your Dreams - Kejsi Tola

Hold Me - Farid Mammadov

Be My Valentine - Svetlana Loboda

Candle Light - Csézy

The Fire In Your Eyes - Boaz

Playing With Fire - Paula Seling & Ovi

Romanca - Kraljevi Ulice & 75 Cents

Fairytale - Alexander Rybak

Never Forget - Greta Salóme & Jónsi

Everything I Want - Vesna Pisarović

Everyway That I Can - Sertab Erener

We Could Be The Same - maNga (e-akustik version [x])

Marry Me - Krista Siegfrids

I Wanna - Marie N

I Do - Fabrizio Faniello

You Are The Only One - Sergey Lazarev (ft. Helena [x]) (or this guy [x])

My Number One - Helena Paparizou

My Heart is Yours - Didrik Solli-Tangen

Your Heart Belongs to Me - Hind

Here For You - Maraaya

Die For You - Antique

Feeling Alive - Stelios Konstantas

On Top Of The World - Edsilia Rombley

Always. - Aysel and Arash


“I am the governor, and protecting the people who live here is something that I must do.”

  • Me, a figure skater who knows way too much about the sport: Obviously Yuri saying "let's end this" is referring to something in regard to their student/coach relationship. The poor bean is probably thinking of retiring or wanting to encourage Viktor to get back on the ice because his expression was very obvious nostalgia. We see how into the program he gets with Yuri, he's on the ice with Yuri vicariously and I know Yuri understands how Viktor feels as it is definitely something just about every skater goes through; we saw it when Yuri was watching the other skaters and he also implies that he understands to a point what Viktor is thinking. Hopefully this works out for the better for both of them but since they are engaged, it is very wise to think about the implications of being in an openly gay relationship will do to a skater's career, especially since we all saw how unreasonably low Yuri's score was after the short program even if he did touch his hand down he should have at least been closer to Yurio's score. That's honestly probably something Yuri is also considering, especially since Kubo-Sensei takes so much inspiration from Johnny Weir who went through a similar struggle even if he wasn't technically out while he skated...
  • My brain, who is an asshole: okay but what if they done about to fuck with their relationship for the finale?

i. cherry lips and condensation running down the side of the soda can, her laces undone, hair up. here is the sun and it wears shirts yanked free from the back of cupboards that smell like mothballs. here is the sun and it looks across the courtyard, eyes peeking over the latest issue of some outdated magazine that hasn’t published a thing since ‘85.

ii. we played tennis all summer, shoes squeaking on the court, laughter like poison in our throats.

iii. i still keep the photo of you in my jacket pocket, where i can’t see your smile, your eyes staring out from the past like pilot lights that gutter and fade into oblivion.

iv. lying in the grass, holding hands. my mouth tastes of blood, and your knuckles are bruised, but that’s fine. it’s always been fine.

v. the summer of never growing up. the summer of the ambulances screaming up and down the roads of our suburbia kingdom, us watching through blinds as we eat honey straight out of jars- here, eat this ichor, here, take this power and turn yourselves into something worthy, something-

vi. here is the sun and she’s packing her bags. here is the sun, and i’m pulling on sunglasses as she’s pulling out of the driveway in a car that’s going nowhere fast- and everywhere faster.

vii. the summer of never growing up. the fall of learning how to pick yourself off the sidewalk with broken bones and a mouth full of decaying forevers.

Somebody in the Crownsguard or the Kingsglaive tries to pull a prank on Cor and replace his polished black heeled boots with bright red stiletto heels, only for Cor to walk in wearing them anyway. 

He literally doesn’t act any different, he’s not being jokey or embarrassed about it. Nor does he mention his shoes being gone, he goes about his day, he just does his job like normal. 

And that’s when his subordinates realize literally nothing fazes this man, you could’ve replaced his suit with Luna’s fucking Kingsglaive dress, he just does not give a fuck, he’s dead inside.

I instinctively drew Phil because I can’t fall asleep ヽ(ー_ー )ノ

Please don’t repost (reblog instead) or remove the caption, it ruins my soul :#

“I didn’t want it to be my way. I wanted it to be ours. Me and you.”
“We’re still here. The two of us. We’re still standing.”

I’m still not over how Michonne specifies that “we” means her and Rick. Like a lot of characters, Michonne often speaks in plurals this way because family and solidarity are important themes of the show. And in the previous scenes like this, you can infer that while Rick and Michonne are having the conversation, the sentiments are equally applicable to the whole family. 

And it’s applicable to the whole family here, too, but in this scene, the writers consciously put the group on the back-burner and prioritized Richonne.  

In doing so, they illustrate how Michonne prioritizes Rick. Everyone is in this together, but Michonne is acknowledging that just the two of them are also in it together in a way that’s removed from everyone else - as leaders and lovers and parents and kindred spirits. So when something needs to be done about Negan, she doesn’t want to make anything happen unless it’s with Rick. And when she looks back at everything that’s transpired, she sees Rick as the person she survived it with. 

Which, you know, shouldn’t come as any surprise because she’s in love with him and fucking him but it’s still nice when it gets verbalized. 

He is honestly so important to her. This is the man who saved her life. This is the man who claimed to want her gone but repeatedly allowed her to stay. This is the man who cracked a fucking joke just for her. He told her she belonged with him them. He scrambled to the gates to see her when she came back from runs. He asked her to be a parent to his child. He brought her back

She would do anything for him. 

happy arospec awareness week! shout out to every person on the aro spectrum out there! you’re all wonderful and amazing and inspiring and i am so, so glad to be able to share this community with you. we have come a long way and i am so grateful to have found aromanticism. without it, i would surely be lost right now, trying to figure out why i’m different from everyone else.

it’s okay to be different. it’s okay to not enjoy what society does. it’s okay to lack romantic attraction. it’s okay to be who we are. it’s okay to be loud and proud about your aromanticism!