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If anything was going to get me back into Pokémon, it's this

Growing up with your starters

Artist:  esasi8794 / Twitter

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Marilyn Monroe and her acting coach Natasha Lytess (1952). Photo by Andre de Dienes.

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Steve’s not an ex-jock. He is still, in fact, a jock. If he's still enthusiastic about it. He's a jock. If he is spending a lot of time playing it like he does with Lucas, then he is still very much a jock. The man loves sports. He's a sports guy who probably ends up forming a fantasy league. That's basically like d&d for jocks, right? Man, jocks are dorky and nerdy as fuck. Imagine Eddie's epiphany when he realizes that people who like sports and people who like d&d aren't all that different. It would be funny as fuck if it was Robin who helped him to that realization. Anyway. . .I hope all of what happened doesn't deter Lucas from enjoying basketball. I hope he's still very much a nerdy jock.

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my fellow Americans you have to let yourself feel hopeful about the future under a Harris/Welz administration. Yes, even when you have criticisms of them. Yes, even when some of their decisions disgust you. You have to stop waiting for a messiah to come in and fix everything and be a perfect flawless savior. because that is obviously never going to happen. There is a very real chance to greatly improve public schools and healthcare and disability services and environmental policies and anti discrimination laws. You are allowed to want this. You have to want this, or else you resign yourself to hopelessness.

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Prisons/Jails vs Colleges - More prisons or more colleges?

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old gods are waking

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Eddie: *overhears some girls gossiping about how Steve and Nancy got in a fight in an alley and the police got involved*

Eddie: *hears someone else say that Nancy Wheeler was taken to the police station*

Eddie: *sees Steve jumpy as hell with bruises on his face*

Eddie: *notices that Steve doesn’t talk to his friends anymore. notices that Steve and Nancy always seem miserable together. notices that only one of them is trying to please the other*

Eddie: *witnesses the halloween bathroom fight*

Eddie: *sees Steve confused, beat up, bruised to hell, and single the literal next time he sees him*

Eddie: *puts the pieces together and draws a conclusion*

Conclusion: *is wrong*

Eddie, accosting Steve at lunch: Hey, did you know that if a guy is getting hit by somebody that it’s abuse? Even if it’s a girl doing it.

Steve, confused: Oh-kay?

Steve, deciding that Eddie is reaching out to him for a reason and draws the same wrong conclusion about Eddie: I mean, yeah. That’s - yeah? That’s true. And messed up. You should tell someone if that’s, uh…going on.

Eddie: Yes, exactly. You should.

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Whoa, I originally reblogged this 10 years ago, so kudos to the person perusing that far down my blog to reblog it from me.

Just wanted to inform new eyes that there is a documentary, David Holmes: the Boy Who Lived, that is worth the watch

Daniel Radcliffe talking about his old stunt double, David Holmes, who was severely injured during a stunt on the HP films

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Vulture reviews The Vampire Lestat’s new single (x)

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Can Doug Meat and this bartender from Lord's Cocktail Lounge get together? I think they would be so sweet together

Edit: bartender's name is Beef! 🧡

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The Algerian mission 🇩🇿 throws flowers on the Seine River in memory of the Algerian martyrs who were killed in Paris on October 17, 1961 while they were demonstrating in support of the liberation revolution, and their bodies were thrown into the Seine River.

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when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.

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My first thought when I saw this was that time Ally talked about their credit card debt

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