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James Wilby as Ade Lynn and Alex Kingston as Caroline Carrison in Crocodile Shoes: The Pitch.
#James Wilby#Ade Lynn#Let me just say#James Wilby in Crocodile Shoes was peak hotness#Alex Kingston#Caroline Carrison#I think Crocodile Shoes is my favorite work of his to gif
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#james wilby#maurice 1987#maurice hall#a handful of dust#tony last#crocodile shoes#ade lynn#and...windows#damn he's so beautiful#gorgeous man#i love you sir#james in the eighties and nineties#i have these ideas sometimes
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70's Electric Light Orchestra CASHBOX Advertisements 1. May 20th, 1972 2. June 9th, 1973 3. March 16th, 1974 4. July 3rd, 1976 5 and 6. October 23rd, 1976 7. October 9th, 1976 8. November 27th, 1976 9. July 1st, 1978 10. June 23rd, 1979 (via: archive.org)
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"And so we meet again, Sissel!"
#ghost trick#ghost trick spoilers#sissel ghost trick#lynne ghost trick#my art#2024 art#finished ghost trick recently and it's rotating in my brain#edit: added image description (courtesy of anistarrose)
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Showcase '93 house ad from December 1992
#Showcase '93#showcase#robin#tim drake#cyborg#victor stone#kobra#two face#harvey dent#blue devil#daniel cassidy#catwoman#selina kyle#jade#jennie lynn hayden#obsidian#todd rice#the creeper#house ads#dc comics#90s comics#green lantern#hal jordan#Batman#bruce wayne#deathstroke the terminator#slade wilson#geo force#brion markov#arthur adams
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I will not break this promise. Even if it breaks me.
Evil 4.11, "Fear of the Future"
#i'm not ready i'm not ready i'm really not ready for this to end#there were so many good shots in lynn's scene that i ended up with two here because i had so much trouble choosing#i've thought for a while about adding quotes to these and for this 'mini season five' i'm going to go for it#evil#evil paramount#evil cbs
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YOU are very welcome✨✨
#emily sonnett#i will be adding more tags once i watch the whole thing😭#uswnt#Youtube#I FUCKING LOVED IT😭#the i’m tryna quit😭#the banter with lynn😭#the end with soph😭#sonny is something else and she’s the cutest✨#damn she’s so endearing
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sabrina carpenter for skims, 2024
#sabrina carpenter#sabrina lynn#skims#skims campaign#vintage ads#ads#editorial#gq photoshoot#photoshoot#vintage#model off duty#y2k moodboard#coquette#aesthetic#emails i can't send#the eras tour#taylor swift#barry keoghan
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thinking about fig and sandra lynn........
#the characters of ALL TIME#truly and fully and surely#i thought about adding that quote from sharp objects#some women are not meant to be mothers. some women are not meant to be daughters#but with them there would have to be an addendum#but we try. we try. we try.#anyway. im feeling some type of way tonight#dimension 20#fig faeth#fantasy high#sandra lynn faeth
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GUESS WHO FINALLY GOT THE GAMES UNTOLD PDF!!!!!!
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Beastie Boys, 1987, © Lynn Goldsmith
#ad your yogic balance#beastie boys#1987#1980s#80s#ad rock#mca#mike d#lynn goldsmith#music#pics#soupy's
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James Wilby as Ade Lynn in Crocodile Shoes & Archie Grayling in Casualty.
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How I think Outlast characters would play Just Dance
Miles: Pretty good but questionable rhythm. Gets INSANELY into it and will probably beat you.
Waylon: Terrible. Horrible. Plays with his kids though and they absolutely smoke him, but he has fun.
Blake: Not as bad as Waylon, but not too far off. Lynn refuses to dance with him in public.
Jeremy: Pretty good although he pretends to be worse because he doesn��t want anyone knowing he enjoys Just Dance. (Rick and him get coked out on Saturdays and play)
Richard: Not bad, but this man has 0 rhythm. He gets super competitive even though Jeremy beats him every time. Secretly practices alone to get better.
Chris: Surprisingly amazing, and could probably beat all the other characters on this list. Idk I just feel like that man can dance….
Eddie: Nowhere near as good as Chris but he’s probably got rhythm. (Why do I keep saying these white boys have rhythm idk) RIP Eddie you would have loved Just Dance. Or hated it no in between.
Frank: I wouldn’t say he’s good but damn does he get into it. Does he hit the moves he’s supposed to? No, but he is definitely hitting moves.
The Twins: I imagine the shared thoughts thing they’ve got going on would help for some sick ass in sync dancing but god please put some pants on before playing Just Dance.
Val: Similar to Frank, those are definitely dance moves ! Val is definitely dancing !
Marta: Marta please stop dancing you’re scaring the children. (im kidding i love her i bet she would dance very lovely if she tried)
Pauline: Absolutely kicks ass at it and takes it seriously too. I would love to see Pauline and Chris go head to head.
Please add more these are my favorite characters and the only characters I feel confident answering for.
#id love to see lisa and lynn added or silky variant or ethan or father martin that bald fuck#outlast#outlast whistleblower#outlast 2#outlast fandom#miles upshur#waylon park#blake langermann#jeremy blaire#richard trager#chris walker#eddie gluskin#frank manera#the twins#val outlast 2#val outlast#marta outlast 2#pauline glick
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So you wanna be a punk? Read a zine. Drive around in your car with the windows rolled down, smoking cigarettes and screaming along with Clash songs. Or quit smoking, and get rid of your car, because those things are bad for you and the environment and they support evil corporations. Ride your bike everywhere, with Mischief Brew blaring through your headphones. Walk everywhere, listening to Against Me!, because walking is still honest. Shoplift from stores like Walmart and Barnes and Noble, then spend the little money you have supporting independent artists and small businesses. Sell your zines at a benefit party, give all the proceeds to Food Not Bombs or Planned Parenthood, even though you’re broke and can’t really afford to be giving zines away. Fuck it, scam copies from Office Max so you can keep giving copies away. Give one to the cute person with the mint-green mohawk you always see hangin’ downtown. Sew patches crookedly onto your hoodie, with dental floss, natch. Spend hours putting studs on your black denim jacket, even though half of them will wind up having the prongs bent to the point of being unusable and it feels like an exercise in futility. Wheat-paste posters or put up stickers or tag with Sharpie everywhere you go—political messages, song lyrics, surreal images, it doesn’t matter. Leave your mark. Go to a show and lose yourself in the music and the pit. Or stay out of the pit, ‘cause you’re just not into it; stand in the back clutching your beer and nodding your head and feeling like an asshole. Start a band, write some songs, never play any shows; figure out that no one in the band is as serious about it as you are and quit. Record a solo home demo of your songs, spend months getting it to sound just right—or at least as right as it can sound without a full band—and never let anyone hear it. Constantly say you’re dropping out of the punk scene, but never quite manage to do it. Tell people you’re so punk you hate punk. Say you’re gonna be a rude boy, like your dad. Watch punk films and read punk books and have them remind you of so much of your own life that you almost can’t breathe. Think about your life and your old friends, the ones who are dead, the ones you never talk to anymore, and the few that you’re still close to. Start to cry. Feel emo. Make a t-shirt that says: “Don’t call me emo. It makes me cry.” Call your friends, the ones who’ve stuck around. Go to the grocery store late at night. Make fun of articles in women’s magazines, because even though some of you are part of the right age group and gender to be their target demographic, their articles are so far outside of the realities of your lives that it’s hilarious. Write your own zine, about the reality of your life. Call your friends, the ones who’ve stuck around, get together at someone’s apartment. Make veggie nachos. Eat til you’re so full you can’t move. Talk about what you’re doing with your lives and feel like losers ‘cause none of you thought you’d still be so broke and pissed off when you reached this point. Feel shitty ‘cause being angry, old, and poor isn’t as cute as being angry, young, and poor. Be glad, despite it all, that you’re still alive, still hearing new music, still hanging out with friends. Flip off cops who are harassing teenagers for skateboarding or some other minor infraction. Realize that flipping off a cop won’t bring the system down, but doing it still feels pretty damn good. Throw an MDC record on your turntable when you get home; blast that shit. Go to a show, a party, a zine fest, a coffeeshop, see another punk. Go up and talk to them. They’ll turn out to be cool and you’ll have a new friend, or they’ll turn out to be assholes but hey, most punks are assholes. Still get crushes on every punk you see, despite that. Give no fucks about anything, except the things you really care about, like music and books and art and your friends and family and the state of the world and… Tattoo and pierce yourself and dye your hair and wear mismatched, dirty clothes because that’s how you feel comfortable, not because anyone else is telling you to. Try sometimes to look normal, in situations that call for it, and feel like a complete fraud the entire time, like everyone can tell you’re only pretending. Call other people posers, but don’t really mean it. Call yourself a poser, and claim the word with pride. Spend a night alone, tipsy from booze or jacked-up on caffeine—pick your poison—singing along to all the old songs and realizing that most of them still mean as much to you as they did half your life ago. Refuse to grow up. Realize that you’ve grown up despite your best efforts not to, and you have a job and bills and a family and/or other responsibilities, but that you’ve still got that spark, that match-struck, steel-toed, silver-studded, loud as fuck spark hanging out in your heart. Sometimes, that’s good enough.
—Jessie Lynn McMains, from “What We Talk About When We Talk About Punk” (c. 2012-2015)
#jessie lynn mcmains#prose#punk#excerpt#punk as identity#what we talk about when we talk about punk#my writing#ashtrayfloors#2010s#(it says 2012-2015 cuz i first wrote the essay this is from in 2012 but then edited it/added to it a bunch over the next three years)#the punk rocks#yeah. YEAH
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