the conversation about the ICE contractor at the taylor swift and travis kelce wedding misses the point so hard because the actual conversation should be about class divides like the whole roster of riches was together at a wedding, it’s never left vs right—it’s the rich vs average people.

the true heart of any fandom is not in the main tag

at the end of the day anyone can be good looking but to be hot you have to be kind of a cocky bastard

there's a group of high school boys in this McDonald's and I just heard one of them say "I bet you you cannae break your own arm" so something interesting might happen shortly

SO FUCKING CRAZY about that little "wait- don't go anywhere" bit during the clock scene like. he holds his finger up and rocky immediately copies it, reaching right to the xenonite to get as close as possible. no fear. no hesitation. ☝️<- this means something and I will engage and attempt to understand with an open mind and an open heart. and grace smiles, easy as breathing, and taps his finger back. almost without thinking. he just boop. right back atcha. stay right there. we're doing this. I'm gonna figure this out for you. we're both leaning in no matter how terrifying and unimaginable it is. they have both been through such intense grief and fear and desperation and mind-melting isolation and confusion and boop. here we are. and it's so easy.

remember when linguini brought a rat he found back to his apartment and got all embarrassed and was like it’s not much. to the rat

oh fuck it, i'm not driving. put whipped cream on those strawberries.