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reginas-pure-heart-ouat:

Helena Bonham Carter at the ‘Robbie Williams One Night at the Palladium!

She looks sooooo simplistically beautiful and it is soooo cute she took her Mum along with her to watch Robbie! I also like her with her hair down!


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ot3:

ot3:

it’s been long enough i’m making an executive decision that we all need to go reread the tgi fridays infinite mozzarella sticks article

still just as good as i remember it

kinounaniresource:

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Howdy! I’ve been trying to stay sane during the pandemic by cooking too much of everything and revisiting the domestic lives of Shirou and Kenji. Perhaps someone out there is a similar mood, so I’m releasing an improved batch of my subs including the special episode for a better rewatching experience! The translation is still the same, I’ve merely changed the font and reconsidered my line breaks.

About:Shirou and Kenji (played by Nishijima Hidetoshi and Uchida Seiyou) are a forty-something gay couple living in Tokyo. Shirou, fondly nicknamed Shiro-san by Kenji, is a frugal lawyer who loves cooking, budgeting and keeping things in order while Kenji is a freespirited hairdresser who prefers to live in the moment.

Despite their differences, they make their relationship work by appreciating the small joys of every-day life and unwinding at the dinner table every single night.

The show is first and foremost a cooking show. Food and cooking are heavily featured in every episode. At the same time, the story chronicles Shirou’s journey towards a more relaxed outlook on life, touching upon themes such as relationships with parents, in-laws and colleagues, coming out, ageing, and finding your community.

Manga: The story is based on an on-going manga by Yoshinaga Fumi which has been licenced in English. There are 17 volumes available in Japanese now. Time passes in the manga as it does in the real world, meaning Shirou and Kenji have aged over ten years in the story. There is no thrilling drama. Much of the changes and plot only become visible in retrospect, much like life itself.

Episodes:All episodes have been translated and subbed by me, and I ask you to please refrain from uploading my subs to other websites. They have been uploaded to some streaming sites in the past, but I haven’t authorised those uploads.

All episodes are 30 minutes long, excluding the new year’s special which is 76 minutes long. To watch, please make sure that the file names match and that you have saved both the episode and the subtitle file in the same folder on your device. Only saving them onto your google drive will not play the subs.

Episode 1+Subs

Episode 2+Subs

Episode 3+Subs

Episode 4+Subs

Episode 5+Subs

Episode 6+Subs

Episode 7+Subs

Episode 8+Subs

Episode 9+Subs

Episode 10+Subs

Episode 11 +  Subs

Episode 12+Subs

New Year’s Special+subs

Other projects: What Did You Eat Yesterday the movie is currently being filmed and set to be released in 2021, I’ll probably sub it once it’s out. I’ve also subbed the film His and related content on my other blog.

Ko-fi: If you’d like to support my various translations, you can now do it here, but it’s by no means a requirement!

racoseless:

I was reading the Shipping Wiki and oh my god??

Life is good if you ship these fools

just-good-design: Stockholm metro Photo @_karasinski

just-good-design:

Stockholm metro
Photo @_karasinski


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death2america:

kalyayev:

Whoever captured this moment captured the dynamic of the Libertarian Party perfectly

If anyone ever says to you, “What is the Libertarian Party?”, show them this

this is the same debate where someone got booed for saying you shouldn’t sell heroin to a 5 year old

mphfpc-n-stuff:

Apparently I was going to make like a Claire centric mphfpc comic? Can’t remember where I was going with it all the way back in 2017-8

dyingsighs: Kenobi excerpt #5 - Obi-Wan’s Meditations No. 4: In which Obi-Wan breaks down.Note: Amaz

dyingsighs:

Kenobi excerpt #5 - Obi-Wan’s Meditations No. 4: In which Obi-Wan breaks down.

Note:Amazinggifs are also quotes from Kenobi, from Meditation No. 3 (pg. 99) borrowed from the heart-breaking gifset (here) made by the talented obiwankenoobi.


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chiveburger:I finished this book literally in a day because I liked it so much… penpal originated fr

chiveburger:

I finished this book literally in a day because I liked it so much… penpal originated from a series of reddit horror short stories, and was printed as a novel around a decade ago. It talks about a man retelling and piecing together his past through a series of childhood events that culminate in a larger and more terrifying complete story. If you want to read it or want to read what I think after reading it the link is embedded in my review here!


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valdomarx:

Geralt stalks like a beast through the forest, strength and anger rippling beneath his skin and twisting into dark, bitter shapes.

The potions give him the edge he needs to take on larger, more dangerous monsters. But once the killing blow is struck and a trophy claimed, he’s left like this, with poison running through his veins and bile building in the back of his throat.

He feels raw, every nerve exposed, every sensation overwhelming and yet also distant. The Cat has sharpened his senses to flood the dark night with sickly white light, but spots of acute brightness dance in the corners of his vision and every twig cracked underfoot sounds like a thunderclap, reverberating throughout his body.

The Tawny Owl gives him the stamina to fight on long past the point a human would have dropped dead from exhaustion, but it doesn’t take away the tiredness deep in his bones. The weariness weighs on him like a yoke, dragging him down toward the earth, but he knows there is no way he’ll be able to rest or to sleep until the heavy thrumming clears from his bloodstream.

The potions are toxic and cruel, but he has made his peace with them and their necessity in his life. Still, he will not impose himself on others in this state, at his most base and vicious.

His eyes are black from pupil to sclera, more wolf than man, and thick, dark veins spread across the taught, pale skin of his face. He longs to snap and to tear with pointed canines, to rend and to rip with sharp claws. He vibrates with furious, animalistic energy, and any creature that comes into his orbit turns and flees the moment they catch sight of his monstrous visage.

He smells the bard before he sees him, and a ripple of rage runs through his chest. He’d told him to stay back at the village. He’d told him it wasn’t safe. In the months they’d been travelling together the bard had proven himself braver than his foppish appearance would suggest, but real dangers lurked in this forest.

Tonight, Geralt was the most dangerous of them all. He was all instinct and malignity, unfit for human company. And now he’d have to confront Jaskier in this state and see his horrified expression and smell his fear. The sharp, metallic tang of fear on the tongue was unpleasant at any point, but now, with his nerves frayed to the quick, it will be truly unbearable.

He resolves to get the damn confrontation over with and pushes into the campsite, all heavy steps and snarling teeth. Jaskier, who has been sat by the fire playing his lute, sucks in a quick breath when he catches sight of him. He waits for the screams of horror, the trembling of fear, the recriminations and excuses as Jaskier leaves. He braces himself for it like an oncoming storm.

Instead, Jaskier tilts his head to one side, considering. Geralt barely dares to move. “Huh,” Jaskier says, after a moment. “Is that a potion thing? Or a witcher thing? Or a you thing?”

Geralt doesn’t understand why he hasn’t run yet. He takes a step closer, lets Jaskier see his hideous form more clearly in the firelight. “Potions,” he snarls, waiting for the panic to set in.

“Huh,” Jaskier says again. He does not look panicked. He looks thoughtful. “Does it hurt?”

Geralt flinches back like he’s been struck. No one has ever asked him that before. Why would they? But Jaskier sits patiently, apparently awaiting an answer, so he grinds out the words. “Not exactly. It’s,” He casts around for a term to explain it. “Intense.”

Jaskier hums and gets to his feet. Now he will gather his things and make an excuse, and then he’ll be gone, frightened away by Geralt like everything else living.

Except Jaskier takes a step toward him. And then another. Geralt stands still as a statue, unwilling to frighten him further. Jaskier walks right up to him, bold as the day they’d met, and examines his face with unabashed interest.

“Would it help if I-” He wets his lips and Geralt follows the movement minutely. “- That is, can I -?” He lifts his hand and brushes the hair back from where it hangs in Geralt’s face, a movement so delicate and soft it feels like the ruffling of a breeze.

“There you are,” he says, and smiles.

This behaviour is mystifying, even by Jaskier’s standards. Geralt scents the air, trying to determine his mental state, looking for fear or confusion or disgust. He smells… he smells, honest to gods, only the sweet sickly cherry of arousal.

What the fuck?

Whatever this is, he won’t keep Jaskier here against his will. “You can leave,” he growls. Jaskier’s face falls. “If you want.”

Jaskier shakes his head sadly, and brings one hand up to delicately cup his cheek. Through the hum of toxicity, the touch is warm and kind and grounding. “Silly witcher,” he says, so softly. “You won’t be rid of me that easily.”

freedfromthegalactichivemind:

After seeing some discussion of Catra’s reaction to Hordak in Prime’s Moutain Dew Pool around, I remembered “Hey, I wrote a fic about that a long time ago, didn’t I?”  I looked through my archives.  Indeed, I did.  

Repentant Sinners 

It takes place on Darla.  Entrapta asks Catra if she saw Hordak anywhere on Prime’s ship and she comes clean about everything.  


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hollow knight pride icons for pride month!

instead of clogging people’s dashes with all of them, i decided to only include one flag per character on this post, and make a google drive including the rest!

currently, i only have files of the [ lesbian, gay, bi, trans, pan, ace, aro and nonbinary ] flags behind each character on the folders, but you should feel free to request another character, two flags, or another flag i have forgotten to include behind the current characters if you wish!

 [ through asks only! ]

all of the hollow knight pride flag icons

hornet   -    quirrel   -    ghost

 tiso       -    myla      -   grimm  

 herrah  -   lurien    -   monomon 

hollow   

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