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UH SO HOW WAS I UNAWARE THAT JEREMY WAS A GYMNAST AND THAT THERE’S VIDEO OF IT ON THE INTERNET????

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Photographed by Luca Venter for Urban Outfitters

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i cant believe the biggest hurdle straight cis white men face in their lives is having to think before they speak bc other people might call them “insensitive” and theyre so upset abt this that they write long thinkpieces in respected national magazines about it 

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He is her right hand, cold and unflinching, a mere ghost of the boy he had been.

They are the product of an unholy union. They are their mothers children, so they will have the throne. They are their fathers children, so they will win it with blood. 

They wear Lannister red and let their fury bring Westeros to it’s knees. 

The rightful King and Queen. 

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i like to think that Jason has a few freckles (& curly hair) whilst Roy has an unnecessary amount 

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i really relate to achilles because i’m great at sulking and avoiding my responsibilities, and because i too would fight anyone and anything for patroclus

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writing out the basic plot for my story like 

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i need the dccu to be good to jason todd bc i am too tired to spend an entire movie screaming at the top of my lungs in anger if they’re not 

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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.- Vincent Van Gogh

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you know when you read a fic and the pairing is two guys but its SO heterostraight and its like COME ON STEVE YOU’VE HAD A DICK UP YOUR ASS ITS NOT GONNA BE GAY IF YOU HOLD HANDS 

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You know, he remembered you.

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“Fate,“ Blue replied, glowering at her mother, “is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.” 

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The planet Earth was down on its luck and everywhere gigantic brutes called Titans ran amok. It was a nasty place. There was a mess wherever you stepped. Where chaos reigned and earthquakes and volcanoes never slept. And then along came Zeus! He hurled his thunderbolt. He zapped, locked those suckers in a vault. They’re trapped. And on his own stopped chaos in its tracks. And that’s the gospel truth. The guy was too “Type A”  to just relax. And that’s the world’s first dish. Yeah, baby. Zeus tamed the globe while still in his youth. Though, honey it may seem impossible. That’s the gospel truth. On Mount Olympus life was neat and smooth as sweet vermouth. Although, honey it may seem impossible.

                                                             That’s the gospel truth.