#stevie t

[mystic-sn0w]

[nicnavarrocage]

I used to like Stevie T, but now I don't really know if he's funny.

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

The T-shirt David was wearing :) <3

It is from Stevie Brocksom (orders only through Stevie's website, any you see on amazon is a fake so report there :))

[orion1962]

this is why i love stevie t

[dynamitekansai]

"Oh, my god! Booker, that's Ethan Page! Wasn't he in AE--" "Whoawhoawhoa!"

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Characters, book, and author names under the cut

Tommy Flowers/David Pearson - Flower of Iowa by Lance Ringel

Kelly Bennett/Robbie Fontaine - Green Creek series by T J Klune

Arden Canamorra/Mil/Mattin - A Suitable Consort (For the King and His Husband) by R. Cooper

Stevie/Nora - Forget Me Not by Alyson Derrick 

[smashorpass50plus]

[mystic-sn0w]

[joearlikelikeswrestling]

[buildoblivionthenwewilltalk]

doccy who proms!!!!

[rabid-dog-steve-horn]

For all my fellow wrestling fans.

Enjoy.

[machobusta]

Harlem Heat get set to defend the WCW World Tag Team Championship against The Nasty Boys and The Blue Bloods. Bash at the Beach July 16, 1995

[nevalizona]

Pals?

Please pardon any errors. Also, please read the tags before reading🫶

Angie, who always needs reassurance that she's liked, or at least, tolerated by anyone and everyone, feels no shame as she walks up to Bubba, who's tall and wide, and towering over her. He watches her approach, but she can't really see his eyes. He looks down at her when she's in front of him.

"Can I ask you something?" Angie asks coyly. She's playing with her fingers, pushing her index fingertips against each other.

He nods slowly in response. She still can't see his eyes.

"Do you like me, Bubba? Like am I your pal?" She looked up at him with big eager eyes. Fingertips still pushing against each other. She may have a smile on her face, but it also looked a tad bit like a frown, oddly enough.

He looked at her for a few moments, and she wondered if she should repeat herself. Right as she was about to, he shrugged. She noticeably deflated.

"Oh."

He shrugged again, and this time pointed in the direction of Margie, his girlfriend’s, house.

"Am I interrupting something, ya big oaf?" She groaned, arms tight across her chest, foot tapping on the dirt. She looked more than annoyed. Offended may be a better word.

He nodded his head and pointed at Margie's house again. Clumsily using his hands to try to say something. Angie looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Bring the damn book with you, man. If you want me to know what you're saying." Angie turned her head up and away from him, looking more like someone throwing a fit than anything else. He shrugged his shoulders again and audibly sighed.

When she heard him start walking away, she sucked on her teeth and strode after the big man.

"Look, Bubba, I'm sorry, man! I shouldn't be mean to you. I'm sorry. If I want you to be my friend, being mean to you ain't gonna help!" She debated touching his arm and decided against it. She didn't know if he'd be alright with that. Seems like every person in this damned family has a preference about one thing or another, and she already did enough to him for the day.

He stopped and looked down at her. With this lighting, in this direction, she could see his eyes. They didn't look angry. They didn't look hurt. He nodded his head, reaching over and patting her on the shoulder. Two firm pats and a small, small smile, and he was on the move again.

Angie watched him for a few moments and sighed, rubbing her face. She didn't dare go ask Nubbins the same question. He wouldn't mince his words, and she's not sure he liked her too much either. Instead, she sulked back to where she knew Sissy would be. The one person on this farm that she knew would be happy to see her. And would gladly call Angie, her friend.

[its-all-gonna-be-worth-it]

Stevie Nicks wrote a poem for “the tortured poets department" 🖤

[daddysroyalwhore]

“I turned around

And the water was closing all around

Like a glove

Like the love that had finally, finally found me

Then I knew

In the crystalline knowledge of you

Drove me through the mountains

Through the crystal-like a clear water fountain

Drove me like a magnet

To the sea”

[assignmentimprobable]

Stop me if somebody else has pointed it out before. But the implication of Terminators having “living tissue over a metal endoskeleton” means that for they needed live samples for the whole… ‘living’ part of the equation. There’s a good chance Skynet was skinning people alive and harvesting their organs to preserve for the 101 models.