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@thecopyleftist
Okay, I think I’m starting to get the point of these stories.
I love this show so much
“This one woman in particular, I… I couldn’t take my eyes off her.” --Wanderlust (2018)
“It’s just how you deal when life keeps throwing you bullshit.“ --Support the Girls (2018)
“I wonder if you could do me a favor and make it so that our Mabel Todd could simply meet our dear sister Emily face to face.” --Wild Nights With Emily (2018)
“Time to end this video.“ --Simone Giertz and Dianna Cowern
“That’s feminism.” --Nailed It 406
“I preferred surviving with her.” --Trixie Mattel: Moving Parts
“How’d the temper go, Claire?” --Claire Saffitz and Brad Leone
“Hey Brad!” --Claire Saffitz
details of mizumono
but look at will’s face before hannibal stabs him and afterward. his emotions are not of anger or hatred after the pain. this is one of the nuances that i found very beautiful in this scene. and the non breaking eye contact. that eye contact.
endless list of favourite characters: rk800 // connor (detroit: become human)
you can’t kill me. i’m not alive.
Over the years a huge number of theological man hours have been spent debating the question: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?
To answer it, we need information. Firstly, angels don’t dance. It’s one of the distinguishing characteristics that marks an angel. So, none.
At least. Nearly none.
Aziraphale had learned a dance called the “gavotte” in a discreet gentlemen’s club in Portland Place, in the late 1880s. After a while he had become fairly good at it, and was quite put out when, some decades later, the gavotte went out of style for good. So providing the dance was a gavotte, the answer is a straightforward one.
Perhaps one day we could, I don’t know… go for a picnic… dine at the Ritz.
Michael stans one demon.
“I’ve kept this in tip-top condition for over 180 years now! I’ll never be able to get this stain out.”