#Poor pocket

[herbertpocketsfidgettoys]

why did he do that

[boss-the-goofball]

IT WAS @cyber-phobia !!!

YOU!!!!

[thatzombiecat]

he didn't sign up for this

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[eledsart]

the gerudo outfits are always my favorite

[sophsun1]

+ bonus:

OLIVER STARK as Evan 'Buck' Buckley

9-1-1 – 5.15: FOMO

[ravencromwell]

Rereading Dickens Christmas Carol for the first time in a long time. And the more I reread, the more it strikes me how seamlessly a queer reading could slip within these pages. Not an especially twee reading, wherein all Scrooge's troubles start and end with grief over Jacob Marley's death. For we know that Scrooge was a "Tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner!" And we know that he and Marley were "two kindred spirits"

And perhaps that very fact makes the similarities to queer life, unintended as they most likely were by Mr. Dickens, achingly poignant to me. Scrooge is, we're told, "secret and self-contained and solitary as an oyster." How much that resonates, for so many of us who shield our innermost selves but from a select group of friends. And we know that Scrooge and Marley were, at the very least, certainly that for one another. Scrooge is Marley's sole mourner; his sole executor and beneficiary; and even Dickens notes, "friend." How reminiscent is that of queer couples across history, estranged from their families?

Scrooge lives in a set of chambers that once belonged to Marley—clearly Dickens wanted us to believe Scrooge gave up his own dwellings after Marley's death to economize. But with only a flicker of change, those chambers become _their chambers, rented by Marley as the senior member of the couple. The place is so desolate Dickens notes "one could scarcely help fancying it must have run there when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other houses, and have forgotten the way out again." The perfect abode for two queer misers who wanted no one prying into their business.

Marley's name is still above the door of Scrooge's counting-house: a mark by which, no doubt, Dickens meant to convey Scrooge such a penny-pincher he couldn't bother to have it changed. But a thing can be both! mark of frugality to ludicrous excess and! mark of mourning. "sometimes," Dickens opines, "People new to the

business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names. It was all the same to him."

This is why "death of the author" matters so much, in expanding our interpretations of texts. It is vastly far from the lens Dickens would have intended. But, the idea of a ghost of queerness, so taboo in the society it could barely be glanced at sidewise in this tale that is all about the inexplicable and yet that lingers over everything becomes an astonishing lens through which to read this book. Thinking of Scrooge as a queer man, his "melancholy dinner at his usual melancholy tavern" becomes a eerie prefiguring of the hollowness of days spent by Isherwood's A Single Man. In this universe, little wonder Scrooge doubly hates mention of time with family, marriage, etc. when the precise nature of his grief is both unacknowledged and unacknowledgable.

And readings like this are vital, because the uncomfortable truth is, discrimination doesn't "discriminate between sinners and saints", to borrow a Miranda phrase. It is easy, in my liberal circles, to fight for queer people who hold "the good sorts of politics". But what about men like Michael Hess, culpable for supporting Reagan even as his contemptuous homophobia let the aids epidemic run rampant? How much harder is it to remember Michael had a partner? That he deserves empathy and compassion for being practically tarred and feathered out of the party upon his own aids diagnosis?

Expanding our imaginative universes to include queerness, not as redemptive panacea, but merely as one aspect of identity, personality, often in vicious conflict with others. Even! as we consider those stories equally worthy of being told feels vital if we're ever to truly express the complexity of what queer humanity looks like.

[sirazaroff]

🔥 Rejoicify! 🔥

The last of your will to live is gone!

[no-regr33ts]

@yamujiburo

MrMime: she shouldn't be surprised, team rocket was known for crimes of all times. Pikachu: such as? MrMime: well there's the illegal slowpoke snacks, illegal digging with pokemons, selling tropius bananas instead of bananas..

Drawing commissions are open in my account, send DM for details.

[5h0w1sh]

A lot of this is just head canons-

(Rouge still pick pockets thooo)

[mydairpercabeth]

:(

[herbertpocketsfidgettoys]

yaoi vs yuri (yuri won)

[nkhluu]

South Park Let's Go Tower Defense Play! Pips lines.

Go to 1:09 for a celebrity guest /j

The audio is from YouTube

[honeyed-blossom]

clearly, she has a favorite

[totallynotsarkaz]

hunters college AU w/ orcabirb

[makenna-made-this]

She won't listen to me no matter how much pleading or begging over the plight of the local amphibian population i do so i'm resorting to public shaming

[restlesschilled]

“But consciousness had gone slippery. Someone had oiled it up on me and whenever I reached out for it, it slid out through my grasping hands and plunged me back down into the dark.”