#this is all ive ever wanted what the fuck!!!!!!

[hotvintagepoll]

Peter Lorre (The Maltese Falcon, Arsenic and Old Lace, Casablanca)—to me he DEFINES scrungle hes the first person i think of every time the term comes up! i want to fold him up like a paper accordion and put him in my pocket. guy that spawned a million voice artists and impersonators. they made a ghost version of him for halloween cereal staple boo berry. bewitched by his nervous mania and tooth gap <3 (for the purposes of propaganda im linking a photo from his extremely short appearance in muscle beach party bc ive been obsessed w it for years and i couldnt find any video for it :/ anyway imagine youre frankie avalon spending the whole movie battling a bodybuilder faction thats taking over your beach and your girl and then you find out this fucking guy is their mastermind mystery leader and hes stronger than all the bodybuilders combined. like Huh. What.)

Tony Randall (Lover Come Back, Pillow Talk)—he's SO TIRED he's three-wheeling ALL THE TIME on rock and doris's shenanigans and he is always SMALL. PATHETIC. INHERENTLY FILLED WITH ENNUI. i feel like all these 60s comedies are very Straight Laced and Heterosexual and yet somehow tony randall is always there having the worst day ever.

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[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Peter Lorre

he's pretty much the archetype of the scrungly little guy. the blueprint. the example by which all other scrungly little guys are judged

The perfect sniveling character actor, “scrungly” is the first word that comes to mind when I think of him.

The entire point of his iconic role in Casablanca (apart from introducing the central plot mcguffin) was to be LITTLE and SCRUNGLY to make Bogie look even cooler. And Maggot in Corpse Bride - the littlest scrungliest guy in that film - was a parody of him.

I think Arsenic and Old Lace is his quintessential "scrungly" performance. He's so put-upon and tired...all he wants is sleep and some schnapps! I love the way his shoulders fall slowly when he thinks he's caught (he looks like a sad puppy!), only to gleefully sprint out the door when he realizes how dumb those police officers are.

Between his big eyes, wheezy laugh, short stature, and expressive faces, Peter Lorre achieved icon status as the scrungliest, littlest guy in Hollywood. His scrungly little guy energy was often contrasted with the more typical masculinity of the leading man, but whether this contrast was meant to make him seem especially sinister, comedic, or pathetic, it always left an unforgettable impression!

I'm sure somebody else has already submitted him (if not then ???) but he's a cute kind of scrungly little guy. He's got a distinctive nasal voice with an accent that is instantly recognizable and often imitated. His later horror movies are so much fun, especially when he's playing off of Vincent Price. He's so good at being unhinged, creepy, or manic, but also pathetic and sympathetic.

Classic scrungly hollywood golden age little guy who was friends with Humphrey Bogart and still played some of the wettest most sniveling characters ever committed to celluloid (complimentary) there is a deep despair and darkness in many of his characters that enhances his scrungly

To be clear, I am one of those people who will argue that Lorre is one of the most underrated film actors, but the POINT is that he's also just a scrungly delight. A delightfully pocket-sized man. Somehow endearing even when he is being actively amoral (see esp. Casablanca. "I found myself much more reasonable!") The faces he makes while doing the Russian cossack dance with a butter knife between his teeth in Silk Stockings make me laugh just thinking about them.

Wikipedia described his typical characters as "timidly devious", lots of weird little villains and evil sidekicks that are pretty horrifying but still manage to be sort of pathetic and the very definition of "poor little meow meow". His look and voice and mannerisms are so iconic they're still imitated

Cartoons for the next century have and will continue to include Peter Lorre-esque characters when needed to up the scrunge factor (see Bugs Bunny and so many more).

[editor's note on below link: I'm not actually sure how many of these characters are directly influenced by Peter Lorre, so take with a grain of salt. tw for suicide.]

The poster boy for Scrungly. Everyone who wants to draw a scrungly guy draws Peter Lorre. Gomez Addams of The Addams Family was based on him

Tony Randall

"you had everything going for you! poverty!! squalor!!!!" "girls again!!! what's this obSESSion you have with giRLS???"

[onthevirgooftears]

this may be the biggest cope of all time and i am in no way citing this as anything beyond that but like, hear me out.

drdt is very well written in general and one of my favourite things about it is how irrational the cast is and how that plays into the way that the trials operate. we see this time and time again, first with teruko and everyone immediately, without any real evidence or proof believing that she killed xander and then again with david and everyone believing he killed arei.

we also see the different kinds of reactions to this like how teruko fought for her innocence whilst david commits to playing the part.

here's where the coping part comes in because i am slightly, possibly convinced that a similar thing has happened with ace. i think that the way the trial was conducted showcases the irrational and fixed mindset most of the cast has (with teruko leading the charge surprisingly)

and i think the fact that for 40 minutes ace was for lack of better terms dogpiled on and TOLD he killed arei (like, multiple people said this without any reservations BEFORE the slingshot thing which is literally the only thing tying him and him only to areis murder and even that is kind of flimsy) and i think that the way he's been treated in general has been really shitty.

taking out this post as a whole and assuming he IS the killer he still made a really good point about how teruko is only siding with eden because she likes her more. which is like, obviously a very uncomplicated way to put it but it's also completely the truth. ace gets the short end of the stick because eden cries and teruko feels bad and she tries to prove it's ace BECAUSE of her confirmation bias and her reservations around his personality in comparison to edens. i don't think she's doing it on purpose but i think she's not as removed from making broad assumptions based on her emotions as she thinks.

anyways the idea of ace basically doing what david tried to do originally (commit to the bit) but successfully is almost laughable but so is all the evidence that he DID kill arei. teruko trying to get him to fight for his innocence proves to me that thinks (hopes? believes?) that there is something beyond what she's seeing (all that glitters is not gold or something like that) and him going silent, accepting his fate, not refuting any of the genuinely wild claims against him (eden just flat out saying he was the one stalking her when there's zero proof that it was him and everyone just believing her) and committing to the idea that he's never making it out alive so he might as well go down now rather than later is actually really compelling.

[https-murdock]

All Yours - Matt Murdock

summary: after a bad day, all you can think about is Matt - all he can think about he making you relax.

word count: 835 (lil one!)

warnings: smut with plot! (i’m getting better at adding plot to porn lol), oral f receiving, super fluff

note: i feel like ive used this pic for a fic before ?? so if anyone knows which one let me know and ill change it lol <3 enjoy

Walking in through the apartment door, you’d expect for the weight of the world to fall from your shoulders - but when you don’t see Matt’s glasses on the side, next to his cane, things feel a lot heavier.

“Matt?” You call, dropping everything near the door and collapsing onto the couch, mind spinning with things that have happened through the day. How much you’d give to see him.

Just as the tears were starting to prick at your eyes, the door flings open with that usual sense of urgency he always has.

“Hi sweetheart, sorry got caught up-“ Matt says, starting to explain what his day entailed but in the blink of an eye you’re in front of him, arms wrapped around his shoulders and head against his chest just listening to his breathing. “Woah, hey… y’ok?” he smiles, and he can hear the way your heart starts to race at the question.

“Yeah just… bad day.” You say, cheeks squished into his chest, his gentle heartbeat soothing you slightly.

Dropping his cane to the floor and throwing his glasses to the kitchen side, he scoops you up into his arms, bridal style.

“Missed you.” You mutter, feeling suddenly weightless under his strength.

“I’ll make you feel better,” He starts, and by the time you open your eyes he’s laying you down on the bed, “Missed you all day. wanna make you feel so much better.” You wonder if he’s more so just telling himself what he’s going to do with you.

“You just take whatever you want, i’ll just lie here.” You giggle, giving him his free pass to have his way with you. You could always say that to him in confidence, knowing that no matter what he chose to do, your safety was always at the forefront of his mind.

“No no, shhh, it’ss about you.” He lets his hand find your mouth, gently covering it and keeping you quiet. “Let me do that, you don’t say a word. just wanna hear those pretty little moans.”

His fingers dance up your waist, lifting your shirt over your head, and if you listen closely you can hear the small whispers of praise he’s speaking into your skin, lips trailing across your stomach.

Next thing you know, his soft touches have brought your clothes to the floor, leaving you stark in front of him - body begging for more from him. He’s in his boxers, head nestled between your legs, leaving little kisses splayed across your thighs.

“Matt-“ You begin, almost forgetting he set the rule of no words to come from you, before he speaks again, “sweetheart, shhh, just let me do this. lay back, i’ll relax you.” He giggles, and the display of happiness from him almost relaxes you enough to finish right there.

You let your head hit the pillows behind you, finally feeling him place a slight kiss to your clit, a gasp escaping your chest at such a soft feeling.

Finally, Matt lets his tongue delve deeper to where he is craving to be - licking a gentle yet strong stripe from top to bottom, his tongue finishing on your clit by leaving behind a gentle suck. You can tell he’s relishing in the sound of the moans he’s already grasping from you.

“You’re still the most gorgeous person i’ve ever seen, even when you’re so wet for me.” He says, reaching up to pick at both nipples at the same time, earning a very loud “Fuck, Matt.” from your chest.

He continues his gentle assault on you, sucking and kitten-licking on your clit and moaning as he’s tasting as much of you as he can access - the vibrations of his low voice running up your spine and setting off goosebumps across your skin.

“Oh-Shit…” You moan, voice running higher pitched at the end as he lets his teeth graze across your folds, your hands finding his hair and gripping.

You pull softly on his dark hair, eliciting a moan from him again - your body telling you that it was inching closer to that mind blowing orgasm he always gave you.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re close.” he’s saying, hands moving yours from his hair to clasp them down at your sides, his fingers intertwining with yours.

Again, he grazes his teeth so softly you can barely feel it across your clit, and that’s when you snap - falling into an ear ringing, eye rolling orgasm, back arching so far off the bed that Matt has to crawl up slightly to keep up with where you’re taking him.

As you start to come down from your high, Matt is holding himself above you, muscles rippling with his strength.

Your ears come to, and the sounds of all the traffic outside bring you back to earth.

“Can’t believe you’re all mine.” He trails off, almost sounding like he wants to say more but can’t find the words, until your mind is ready to speak, “All yours.”

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@lambmurdock @parker-murdock @silas-aeiou @blushingrn @audreyclimbs

[charlie-thewitch]

Chapter IV

First

Shen Jiu has to consciously stop his hand from playing with the reins. Eyes ahead, back as straight as a bamboo pole and biting the inside of his cheek to stop himself from outright dumping the clone on the street.

Why. The. Fuck. Is he watching Shen Jiu so intensely for? Is he already regreting coming with Shen Jiu? Bad luck then. They are going to Cang Qiong and Shen Jiu is testing if they are related whether the copy likes it or not. He was the one to follow Shen Jiu, the fault is completely on the other.

Such a fool; offering him the missing piece of his identity. As is Shen Jiu would let him leave after that.

"You said we didn't have names" A simple opening, an offering to talk. If Shen Jiu has to carry any and all conversations he is honestly abandoning this guy anyway. "I suppose you have one by now"

"Ah" Some shuffling of clothes behind him and the other is even closer now although, blessedly, does not touch Shen Jiu at any point. Just leaning over the wooden boxes separating them. "Mo-Jie named me Yuan when I was little, after I was bought. She was the one in charge of the new slaves and taught us how to do chores" A sigh "I told her how mother used to call you her little warrior and she said "If he was her warrior you should be her shield""

Little warrior? Shen Jiu wouldn't ever have thought someone could think of him as a warrior. A coward if one asks Liu-shidi or Qi-shimei. A snake if one asks literally any of the others head disciples. Trash if Yue Qi ever deigns to answer anything. But a warrior?

"Xiǎo zhànshì?"

"Mmh. Mother used to say that Gege came to the world kicking so hard that he bruised the midwife at birth. A single little foot-shaped bruise" Shen Yuan laughs again. A sweet ringing bell. He is always laughing, Shen Jiu has found, always smiling now that they have left the auction. Maybe he is just an airhead. "And Gege would never let go of my hand in case I ran to make trouble, always so determined to keep Mother and this Didi safe... Always ready to kick that man when he was mean to us"

Hm. So his fighting was a natural thing, who would've thought.

"Gege has his own name now, right? Will he tell Didi? I don't mind just calling you Gege but I want to know" And here comes the feeling of inadequacy.

How nice of Shen Yuan to have been given a name with meaning. Something conected to his mother even when she couldn't give him one herself. How fortunate of Shen Yuan to have been sold to a nice house were other servants treated him so good.

Unlike this unlucky rotten brother that was given to the Qiu and treated worst that a pig. A living doll for the little mistress and a wiping boy for the young master. A toy for the household to play with. Furniture that doesn't protest the mistreatment and doesn't fight back. An unwilling treat for them.

How dare someone who stole his face have such a nice life, so cozy and comfortable. No wonder he gets to be so stupid as to follow a guy that could very well just resemble him by chance or a brother that could do anything to him.

"This one is Shen Jiu, Head disciple of Qing Jing Peak on Cang Qiong Mountain Sect" Maybe Shen Yuan had a happy life but Shen Jiu clawed his way to the top. He freed himself and brought himself to the place he has today. Fought, deceived and cheated his way to the second ranked peak of the most important and powerful sect in the world by his own hard work.

What of it if his cultivation is not as great as it should? He repaired it by himself with no help whatsoever. Shen Jiu would like to see someone as privileged as Liu Qingge do that without dying in the process. What of it if he fights dirty or is plagued by recurring qi deviations? He did what he had to and would do it all over again if he were to start over.

"Really?!" The yelling takes him by surprise. Shen Jiu turns arround just in time to see Shen Yuan almost fall from the cart from the jump he did after hearing that. There are those big and radiant eyes again, looking at Shen Jiu like no one else had ever seen him. Like he truly is worthy of awe. It makes him supremely unconformable. "Gege is so awesome! Isn't Cang Qiong the biggest sect? And Gege is head disciple!"

"Is not-"

"Gege must be so powerful and knowledgeable! No wonder he disarmed the guard and cultivator so quickly. They must've been so much older than Gege and he still won!" Shen Jiu turns back to facing the front, now determined to ignore the other. At least until his face cools down a little.

This is so stupid. Shen Jiu has never had this much trouble keeping his composture! Not even Liu-shidi can make him want to drown himself in the river like this. At best he makes Shen Jiu want to stab him a little, just a bit.

A murmur. "Oh, if only I could be more like Gege. Maybe if I had any talent Shifu would have taught me like a true disciple..."

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[hballegro]

Havin' a ball at the ball

"How am I supposed to dip you? You're a head taller than me even without the heels!" "I can dip you." "But I've never been dipped before!"

we dont have to talk about how long this took. ive long since lost the reference photo i used for the pose.

bts and transparent version under cut.

first off; originally they were gonna be in a bar. but. as you can see that did not happen. the bar would have been easier overall but i didnt wanna draw bottles :/

secondly; hes supposed to be wearing peridot. because thats an august birthstone that is green and therefore matches his eyes. and the flower is supposed to be a peony. the state flower of indiana. obviously al gave it to him. al would be wearing a matching one on his suit pocket if i had been bothered to draw a suit pocket but his collar gave me enough trouble

anyway heres my various 'tester' things that i used to see what i changed from version to version

just lines;

adding colour [and changed some line stuff, cause im a liar. such as making his arm smaller/fixing anatomy. and a corsage. for fun]

me after staring to shade stuff last night

heres a hastily made transparent version

then we have:

the earlier version where i didnt have the lace thing yet, had not drawn al's face, and sam's nose was ever so slightly smaller. i think. i distinctly remember making it bigger

and then normal bts from me

during gathering reference photos from my gallery;

if tumblr lets you see that kind of thing, you'll notice the file name is 'stop touching it stop touching it' because ive been fucking w/ it for like 3 hours

theres all the file names so u can see it anyway

i dont remember how this idea got started. truly. its been several days so i dont remember. i just wanted to draw sam pretty and knew i could draw a big chunky suit.

[starboye]

starring: chris sturniolo x male reader

request: Chris convinces reader to try on a skirt as a joke and then ends up fucking him in it?? Reader is so embarrassed but ends up liking it!!??

warnings: smut, cursing, fingering, kinda fem!reader, unprotected sex, rough sex

how the hell was he so persuasive? I mean it was joke between you to when you were out shopping for some costumes for halloween and chris saw some skirts and begged you to try it on as a joke, saying you could make a good tiktok out of it and you agreed to the joke.

once you got home you ran to the bathroom to try on the skirt, admiring yourself in the mirror before you walk out to show chris, him sitting on the couch eagerly awaiting the funny sight, once he saw it he was astounded by the way your ass hung out of it a little as you walked towards him.

"what do you think" you asked spinning around in it, fucking hell why was he finding this hot, he shouldn't be finding you in a skirt hot I mean you're his friend "it looks good" he was trying to hide his boner but it was getting increasingly harder to do so.

"just good? i'd say I look pretty hot" you snickered, to chris you really looked amazing and it was just to a point where he couldn't resist and pulled you into a kiss, his hands groping and grabbing your ass, you wanted to push him off you but you just melted into the kiss more and more until chris was picking you up by the thighs and bringing you to his room without pulling from the kiss.

he walked into his room and dropped you on the bed before closing the door and crawling over you "you couldn't have chose any other time to fuck me" you say pulling off you underwear and about to take off the skirt but chris stops you and tells you to keep it on "well we could stop" he smirks pulling you into another kiss as his other hand pulls off his sweat pants and his underwear.

"don't you dare" you huffed taking a breather from all the kissing before chris flips you over face down ass up style and lifts the skirt to see your pretty hole, he lets a strand of spit fall to your hole and rubs ii in with his finger, slowly sliding one into you, and then two, and then three, thrusting his fingers in and out to stretch you open for him.

moaning into the bed as you felt him explore your hole with his fingers, his soft digits grazing against your plush inner walls "please fuck me" you beg pushing your ass back on his fingers for some more friction but chris quickly pulls his fingers out making you whine in desperation "such a slut sometimes, ive wanted to fuck this ass forever" he groans as he slid into you.

your tightness and his thickness were pleasure enough for both of you, he was almost splitting you open and you were so snug around him he just wanted to fuck you into the next day but he wanted to savour this very beautiful experience, you were so embarrassed that you were letting you friend split you open right now but the moment Chris started moving his hips your worries floated away piece by piece.

he was going slow at first until he started to go harder and harder, loving the look of how your ass jiggled with each plap and those pretty moans you let out for him, seeing the skirt dawned across your ass was the hottest thing he had ever seen, taking it into his hand and holding it tightly to fuck you harder than before, you were getting closer and closer to cumming.

"why the fuck do you have to be so hot" chris groans, thrusts wavering a little as his high came closer "why do you have to be so horny" you rebuttal making chris laugh a little before he's fucking you harder for such words, you were holding onto the blankets for dear life as you jolted forward and soon came all over his blanket with a whimper, feeling over stimulated as chris kept fucking you.

it felt euphoric feeling him continue his assault on your ass, each time you tried to pull away chris pulled you back you the waistband of your skirt, not letting go until he felt his amazing climax, if he could he would've kept fuck in and fucking and fucking you into the next life but his brothers would be home in the next hour or so "where do you want it" chris grunted through tightly shut teeth.

"inside please I want it inside" you moaned and how could he resist such a slutty but pretty thing like yourself so he emptied his warm sticky cum in your ass, slowly pulling out of the mess to admire his work of fucking you "y'know matt and nick won't be home for another hour" chris said and you immediately knew what he was hinting to "well then I guess you better get going again" you smirked.

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[hallowshumour]

First rate town.

🌊❌️🟦🏭

[toytulini]

listen im ace and im pro kink at pride and whatever, but the way some of yall are wording your posts in response to the backlash against it is uh. really taking me back to the ace shitcourse era.

yall know theres nothing wrong with being a "virgin", right? that its not inherently shameful to have not had sex, to never have sex, even if youre not ace, even if you do want to have sex someday, like, its fine that you haven't had sex?

maybe if your problem is that theyre trying to police your behavior and shame you for expressing your sexuality, you can say that? instead of resorting to "haha stupid virgin gets no bitches" like my god. do you not hear how fucking regressive that attitude is? i know, i know, youre "joking".

get a better joke

[quietwingsinthesky]

extremely funny how my mother is constantly trying to get me to enter into local writing contests. i write pornography online for freaks, ma’am. i’m not qualified to write adventure stories.

[baalzebufo]

some additional doodles and a Lot of Headcanons... sorry if im spamming these a little bit. ive got so many thoughts in my head, lmao

theres my older pacifica- after weirdmageddon, her and gideon become friends. theyre both sort of ostracized from the town as a whole bc of their past attitudes/actions so they cling together and become buds. its nice having someone else who 'gets' it.

pacifica moved out as soon as she could to get away from her folks and has a job at a local mall. gideon enables her to enjoy at least SOME of her old luxuries by taking her shopping and to get their nails done together and stuff. also his prison buddies help ''kindly persuade'' her parents not to break her enforced no-contact rule from time to time. i know the two have the bitchiest gossip in the entire town together. sometimes when its hard to be 'nice' they know they can at least vent to the other and they wont get judged for it, yknow?

also some backstory doodles! he was a Normal Kid, Once. or close enough to it. gideon was a sickly child and was sheltered and homeschooled for most of his life. the gleefuls moved from texas to oregon when he was about seven (yes i know this breaks canon a little. its fine shh.) and he found journal 2 shortly after. things went downhill from there

other notes. he's always kept his hair long, but used to either let it down or tie it into a long braid. he very briefly attended a public school and he didnt fare very well there (fat kid + albino + 'girly' + general weird interests is basically painting a massive target on your back) he used to stay up and watch late night televangelists when he couldnt sleep in hospital and copped his aesthetic from there

sorry this post is so long i have a lot of thoughts about him </3

[eikichi-supremacy]

If nothing else Koenma is a Kuwabara stan and I'm right there with him o7 (I need to write the kuwameshi fic that goes with this fr)

[ratatatastic]

"Is [Barkov] a normal dude? Meaning like—is he just like, you're having a cheeseburger some day and he's like 'Oh, no, no, no! I need this, I need the superfoods,' like is he kind-of... is he a normal guy?" "'Is that Wagyu or no?'" "'I need, you know, the best of the best,' Like how is he?" "He's undercover really funny, especially when you get to know him. I don't think he said much for the first 3 to 5 years. But I always joke with him I've never been invited to his house and we've played together for 10 years." "Dude, Brandon Montour said the same thing! We had him on last year! He's like, 'Dude, he's never had us over! We're always like—' But he doesn't live by all you guys, right? He kind-of lives a little further out?" "Yeah, he lives 20-30 minutes away in Boca [Raton.] But, yeah, no I—Listen, it's just his personality. It's who he is, and we respect him for it. Like I said, he's a really funny guy when you get to know him, and sometimes he's got those one-liners. And, you know, he's one of those perfect humans, right? You know, one of the guys we all strive to be, and we'll all come short forever, but—yeah, he's a good person."

The Cam & Strick Podcast | 7.30.24 (x)

i hope this bit never ends if not for the fact that each time ekky has to say it he has to add another year to it which adds to the comedy of it all

"Hey, who's got the best setup on your team with the Panthers? When all the boys get together, 'We're going to your crib. We're gettin' on the jet skis,' whatever. Who's got the best setup?" "Yeah, um—Aaron [Ekblad]'s probably...I mean, Aaron's been there the longest. Hopefully, Barkov hears this! He's been there the longest, but he never invites the boys over to his house!" "Oh~ Barky!" "Is he cheap?" "I'm gonna call Barky out right now, and see if he can invite the whole team over next year..." "Is he cheap? Is he cheap? What is it?" "Will he do it?" "Oh, he's up in 9 East—obviously, like quiet, unbelievable guy, but he's the only up in Boca [Raton.] So I don't know if anybody wants to even drive up to Boca..." "Oh, Fancyland Zone..." "What do you mean? How far is that away from where you are? Like, and everybody else?" "Yeah, we're all in Ft. Lauderdale, Las Olas—within probably... you know some families are in Parkland by the arena, but we're all within probably 10 minutes away and he's up 30, 40 minutes away so."

The Cam & Strick Podcast | 7.25.23 (x)

the boys ribbing sasha for living so far away and never inviting them to his house but still going btw hes amazing and incredible and perfect and sososo good we say this to tease him but like this is just who he is as a person and we accept that so please dont misconstrue this into something its not this is a joke and we dont take it to heart

and on that topic its really a shame that NA media doesnt know how fucking funny and how absolutely unserious he can be. I understand the notion of diligent no-nonsense captain is a prevalent idea (which he is lets make that clear he takes hockey so seriously) but especially since this season hes said hes cut down on weight so he could skate faster (and the results show) so i understand where the questions are coming from knowing the track record but also

we've won a cup and hes ramped it up its fantastic and this is one of my favourite examples of it of how quippy he can be

happy to talk about my cappy!!! happy to tease my cappy!!!

"and you know hes one of those perfect humans right? you know one of the guys we all strive to be, and we'll all come short forever but yeah he's a good person" do you also cry about how terribly fond and sincere ekky gets about sasha

[spitblaze]

gnc and butch women (cis AND trans) and transmascs are punished for performing masculinity past certain thresholds of arbitrary attractiveness because people that cishet society categorizes or clocks as 'women' are not supposed to perform masculinity. hope this helps 👍

[yesloulou]

x

[corpsentry]

breaking the law and outing myself on the internet because i'm showcasing my senior dance thesis on april 28 at 6:30 and 8:30 pm Eastern Standard Time and i want You to see it

we don't have a livestream link yet but we will. in the meantime look at these cool posters and this cool blurb. ok now save the date SEE YOU SOON

[luck-of-the-drawings]

FOR A BEAT OF HEART, THE BREATH IS SHOT. AND WITHIN A BREATH, THE HEART IS CAUGHT. THE PIPES ARE BURSTING, UNDER GREAT STRESS, BOLTS TORN ASUNDER, MAKING A MESS. A FINAL COUGH, A FINAL RETCH, A GOREY SLOUGH, CLAIMED BY WRETCH.