#them forever

[snarkyship]

what have you done now, Kotetsu-san 🤦

[multivstx]

same energy

[shawn-meets-world]

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.....wait is this not what he said? 👀

[nyyfever]

old men <3

[jennifer-lindley]

“Whenever something good happens for me in my life I can draw a straight line back to somebody who was meant to be here tonight, but being a New Yorker means living in a reality that you are definitely not in control of, so... She's not in the room, but she's in my heart. Mary Beth Peil played my grams on Dawson's Creek. I was an emancipated minor when we met, I was 16 years old and I was totally alone. Mary Beth Peil was the first artist that I had ever met in my life. She didn't call herself that, but there was something different about her; it was the way that she asked questions, the way that she leaned into conversations and how excited she seemed for every moment of every day on our TV set. And I didn't know what this ineffable quality was, but I knew I wanted to pull my chair closer to hers. We started talking constantly; I learned that she was an opera singer, she was a Tony nominee, she was a mother, she crossed over from TV to film to theater like she was changing trains at rush hour, she could do anything. She lived an artist’s life, she was brimming and bursting with energy and she showed me that creativity was more than a mere profession and all of this vitality was miraculously turned in my direction, her smiling face was looking at me, and she called me her girl. She told me stories about this place, New York fucking City, and she said it was somewhere that I could go and I could build a life. She said that I should try doing theater. I started reading plays and talking to her about them and she urged me on, ‘Yes, yes! That's wonderful, my girl. You should do that. you should try that!’ I wasn't an artist, or a mother, I wasn't even a high school graduate. Honestly, I was barely even a Michelle, I had just gotten people to stop calling me Shelly. But now I was Mary Beth's girl, and that made me a somebody. So I'm grateful for this honor because it allows me to look backwards in time and realize that I couldn't have played Wendy Carroll, or Randi Chandler, or Marilyn, or Gwen, or Mitzi Fabelman without having first played Jen Lindley. I wouldn't have known how to handle being Steven Spielberg's mother without having been Mary Beth's granddaughter. So thank you Mary Beth and thank you Gotham Awards for this.”

MICHELLE WILLIAMS ACCEPTING THE PERFORMER TRIBUTE AT THE 2022 GOTHAM AWARDS

[spiribia]

From Yellowstone. And playing with puppy dog is experienced by many animals…

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.

[lena-luthor]

No one in history has had special treatment like you.

[artsymeeshee]

Slowly planning out ideas for the winter themed Pines family bonding moments so here’s their winter outfits! (Well. Specifically for inside)

[shawn-meets-world]

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bonus:

[secretidentie]

I always wonder if Clark has accidentally called Bruce by a Midwestern pet name without realizing

Bruce: Superman

Clark working on something: yes darlin

Bruce*burning bright red*: uhmm.... M-Mission reports

Clark, oblivious: what's that doll?

Bruce gay panic Wayne: nothing.... doesn't matter

*Smoke bombs away*

Clark finally turn around: weird. what was that about

Later that night in bed Clark wakes up in a cold sweat realizing what he's done.

Clark: Oh no. He's gonna kill me

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Bruce still on the floor 6hrs later: you don't understand Alfred. That midwest charm. It's psychological warfare.

Alfred so done with this gay shit: I only asked if you want tea, Master Wayne. However I now realize that nothing can quite quench your thirst

[fallen-jpg]

you love this world/you're willing to die protecting it

[bleepzip]

where you go i go

[kushexi]

Post mission fun ✨💫

[urgentkettle]