#it always makes me cry

[kristalz90]

[romancemedia]

Michelle and Jesse grieve the loss of Papouli (7x17)

[poorly-done-circuitry]

"I don't have a favorite trope, nooooooo-"

Wings ripped out as a metaphor for being disabled

[letterbombbreakdown]

why are people nice to me ever

[one-blaze-of--glory]

"but it would be nice if someone knew we were there... three jews and three gentiles, in the midst of all that horror and despite all of our squabbles we found harmony! and what i wouldn't give for one more moment of that!"

[benjinoff13]

cried at the bob’s burger amelia episode again

[achronicallive]

so I beat the ender dragon again and let the poem play.

[winterstarfall]

jj slamming askari’s file shut and saying no to his ghost, not letting him take away henry or will or her team. the power in such a quiet scene.

[brunhielda]

I was on stage, pretending to be someone else-

Mostly for fun

(people seem to like the version of me on stage, Judy, Peggy, Carmen, Baker, faceless woman in chair, the person doesn’t matter, the energy does)

The night was over, but my face was still not my own.

I stepped out into torrential rain-

It did its best to wash off my makeup.

It smelled of the sea.

I almost cried.

Take me back to the sea,

Let me be daily renewed with the tide.

Let me be different, yet always the same, with every daily cycle,

Clean me off and strip me down with salt.

I don’t want to be someone else.

I just want to be (as many versions as I can of) me.

Stop bringing the sea to me.

It just reminds me what I am missing.

[sweetronancer]

the last episode of young sheldon makes me wanna rip my heart out pls pls

[romancemedia]

Elena and Isabel honor their parents on the Day of the Dead (1x09)

[o-dobro]

“𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉! 𝑪𝒖𝒛’ 𝒘𝒆’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆!”

My two favourites from the whole Hellaverse. They’ve been with me for so many years and still hold such a special place in my heart. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli can indeed restore your faith in love and romance.✨

And they are definitely not in love.

[jidysz]

There is a great excitement in the alley of the ghetto today

Because Róża Kranz, the one who sells hot broad beans

She got a message from her son in America

So it spread around the ghetto accidentally

What Icek wrote

Everyone is happy, giving advice and congratulating her

They bring challahs and kiss Róża

And she sits as if she were a queen

Silent tears flow on the words of the letter

And the trembling lips in the mute joy

They read the words full of love

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I feel so bad without you here

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I want to come back to you quickly

A year or two will pass before you see me

Pray for my prosperity and health

I finish the letter and kiss you

Mame, Mame Mein.

A lot of time has passed, not a year, not two

Until the day of joy came again for Róża Kranz

She is his mother, she has such a son

How both Sara and Bertha Glanz envy her

Everyone gathered again and debated for a long time

Everyone had some advice

Only she sits calmly, looking with dignity

At the letter that trembled in her hand.

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I'll come back to you in six days

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I dream of our house at night...

I have money, I'll buy a shop, the one on the corner there

So I'm coming, stay healthy, I'll tell you the rest myself

My ship is called Lincoln

Mame, Mame Mein

And the happy day came when her son would return

At dawn she went outside, sobbing quietly with joy

The noise of the streets and the voices of newsboys have already rised

They break into every crack, proclaiming fate of the world

Great ship disaster!!! Lincoln sank!!!

Terrible thing

Great ship disaster!!! Buy it, lady

Go away!

She ran, she ran to Berta Glanz right away, she asked if it can be true

That her son... that Icek Kranz drowned, drowned...

G-d...

Mein Yiddische Mame, no, it's not true, she knows

Mein Yiddische Mame, her son did not part with her like this

He'll come today, maybe he's already waiting for her there

She must run, run quickly, so that he is not alone

Her Icełe, who wrote:

Mame...

Mame Mein

You can always meet her at the station

Where she greets every arriving train

How she runs after it, wild and careless

When you see her questioning look

Don't ever say that Icełe died

She doesn't have much time left anyway

Because no one knows where she lives or what she eats

You can meet her at the station where she's lamenting that her son is late

Or she's repeating his letter's words all day long

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I'll come back to you in six days

Mein Yiddishe Mame, I dream of our house at night...

I have money, I'll buy a shop, the one on the corner there

So I'm coming, stay healthy, I'll tell you the rest myself

My ship is called Lincoln

Mame Mein...

[mikeywayat2005warpedtour]

SCREAM AT ME

MAKE IT THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD

[ovur]

[breeberrypies]

pink goes good with green ‧₊˚ ⋅*

goes well with green.

+another sketch bc i love them