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possessedpasm · 4 months ago
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Cover I made for the webcomic Ithinkilikeyou!
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dailyworldcinema · 7 months ago
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Anders als die Andern (Different from the Others) (1919) Directed by Richard Oswald
"Widely considered the first feature-length film aimed specifically at a gay audience, made all the more significant for its humanistic depiction of gay men and its explicit plea for the end of their social and legal persecution." (x)
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bradhotshots · 1 year ago
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along the santa fe trail | national geographic [march 1991]
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injuries-in-dust · 1 year ago
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New location just dropped
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the-forest-library · 1 month ago
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Vote. [League of Women Voters poster by Louis Bonhajo, 1920]
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jellychu · 2 years ago
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u know he got painted 🌈🌟🍄🐛
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hotvintagepoll · 29 days ago
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I saw another vintage poll the other day where one of the actors was a guy currently in his 40s, so I just wanted to say thank you for keeping your vintage polls actually vintage.
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mothcpu · 3 months ago
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late hakita bday doodle
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hometoursandotherstuff · 1 year ago
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ilovemesomevincentprice · 4 months ago
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I just love how much Vincent Price adores Peter Lorre.
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possessedpasm · 8 months ago
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"Television: it never lies. It never dies. AND IT KNOWS EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW."
[Retro commission for @modmad ]
You can read the comic here!
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rahabq · 1 year ago
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hourlyhoon · 3 months ago
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    ◌        ⌯        pᥱᥲch eᥡes ᥲnd bluᥱ skie᥉⠀     ⠀˙⠀❀⠀
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 ˙⠀  ❀   i'll be with you on your ride ↺ @hrteun  .  ⌯⠀
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ladywaterfall · 1 year ago
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Some of my favourite celestial g2 symbols ✨☀️🪐
(Hasbro really thought we wouldn’t notice they reused symbols 🌙)
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zebrasonice · 2 months ago
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I am amazingly happy with my commissioned art made by the very artistically talented @bananadramaaa!
They draw Alastor unbelievable precious and silly and just so wonderfully himself, that I wanted to see how I too would look in their style and alongside the lanky goofball.
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spirk-trek · 2 months ago
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Organia Fanzine | Merle Decker, 1982
“We used to come here all the time when we were kids,” Jim told him, flopping down on his back on the grass, “because nobody ever bothered us.” Spock followed his lead more gingerly, making sure there were no nettles or honeybees beneath him before he allowed himself to sit.
Curiously, he examined the strange vegetation around them: white filigree Queen Anne’s lace, exotic milkweed pods bursting with silky down, thistles with their soft, shaggy indigo flowers. A yellow butterfly drifted by on effortless wings. For once, Jim knew the variety, he did not. 
Jim reached up and stroked his cheek fondly. “You never stop being a scientist, Spock.”
“The vegetation here is extremely rich,” he muttered, studying the drops of white fluid that seeped from a broken milkweed stem.
“I’ll bet you could spend a lifetime studying it.” Jim took his hand gently and lifted it from the grass to hold it in his own.
The cool, firm touch struck a chord of pleasure within him, and he looked at Jim, an eyebrow raised. “At least a lifetime.”
Jim squeezed his hand. “The hell with Starfleet, then. The hell with the Admiralty, the Lexington, the Outer Rim -- Let’s stay right here.”
Spock’s heart thudded ridiculously, so hard he had to turn his face away, afraid his expression would betray him. “It is warmer here than in San Francisco,” he said irrelevantly.
Jim nodded. “Almost as warm as Vulcan. But you’d have to hibernate in the winter.”
“Actually, I should prefer to stay awake,” Spock answered drily. 
Kirk pulled himself up by Spock’s hand and leaned toward him. “What would you do without your computers?” he asked lightly, trying to sound mock-teasing. But the undertone of sadness in his voice betrayed him.
Spock shook his head ruefully. “My computers. And your command.”
He had not meant to sound bitter, but Kirk’s eyes clouded over, and he was silent for several moments. Finally, he spoke. “I need you, too, you know.”
Spock nodded, looking down at his hand, still holding Kirk’s. “I know.”
“You’re probably going to tell me now that both needs are illogical.”
The words pricked a schoolboy memory somewhere deep in the recesses of Spock’s mind, and a corner of his mouth curved up infinitesimally.
“Why’re you smiling?” Kirk asked, puzzled. Spock looked at him quizzically. Only Jim would read that gesture as a smile.
“You have reminded me of a well-known problem…”
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