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karis17love · 5 months
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🔴 DON'T CHA EXTREME 🔴
Aaaaaaaaaaaa
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hinamie · 14 days
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surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024
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ghafahey · 1 year
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I want to stand with you in front of all the Daturma Ox things to come.
JESPER FAHEY and WYLAN HENDRICKS in Shadow and Bone ( 2021- )
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melit0n · 4 months
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Some cryptid photos of Vessel (+ ii) that I've collected over the past week. The fact that almost all of them look like they came out of trail cam footage is absolutely sending me
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saltpepperbeard · 6 months
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me: UGH stupid ned low. it would have been so nice to see rhys & taika/ed & stede dance :( leslie jones: girl (gn) i got you
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clueless1995 · 2 months
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what they don't tell you is that joy is real and it's stored in the tv shows
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virtuann · 1 year
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I wish I'd have a good explanation for this.
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royalarchivist · 2 months
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Cellbit: That's my friend!! She already won, they already won. It's over, dancing queen!
via @CellbitENG
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luthiery · 2 years
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Orpheus and Eurydice, Frederic Leighton // Orpheus and Eurydice, Edward Poynter // Orpheus Leading Eurydice from the Underworld, Camille Corot // Orpheus and Euridice, George Frederic Watts // Orpheus Lamenting Eurydice, Camille Corot // Orpheus in Hades, Pierre Amédée Marcel-Beronneau // Death of Orpheus, Émile Lévy // Nymphs Finding the Head of Orpheus: The Head of Orpheus, John William Waterhouse
Cassandra, Florence + the Machine
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goldenpinof · 4 months
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Dan and Phil's Raging Trombones
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karis17love · 1 month
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ꨄ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴀᴄʜᴇs ꨄ
"𝘚𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬
𝘎𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵."
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Hi! I hope you all have an awesome day!
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micamicster · 2 months
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DIRTY DANCING (1987) soundtrack: Be My Baby - The Ronettes / Big Girls Don't Cry - The 4 Seasons / Do You Love Me? - The Contours / Love Man - Otis Redding / Wipe-Out - The Surfaris / Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen / Hey! Baby! - Bruce Channel / Cry To Me - Solomon Burke / Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? - The Shirelles / Love Is Strange - Mickey & Sylvia / She's Like The Wind - Patrick Swayze / I've Had The Time Of My Life - Bill Medley & Jennifer Warnes
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nightswansarmy · 6 months
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dance with the swan pt 2 prediction
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qprstobin · 9 months
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Stobin Different First Meeting AU where they go to prom together. This was meant to be an au post and turned into a mini fic oops (written completely within a tumblr post so sorry for the poor quality)
(edit: realized I should link the fic I was inspired by for those who don't follow me and so didn't see me reblog it earlier)
Steve doesn't necessarily want to go to prom, right? Like yeah, he'd been imagining it for a while, but now that he was very, very single it just didn't have the same shine that it used to. And he really wasn't ready to start dating yet. However, he didn't want to just, not go to prom, and also knew it would seem really weird (and pretty fucking sad) if he didn't go.
Which leaves him in a conundrum.
He thought for a while that maybe he would go with one of the junior cheerleaders. While he didn't have any close friends anymore, he was still friendly with plenty of people. There were girls that wouldn't be going to prom unless they had a senior boyfriend - some he had even gone on dates with in the past who wouldn't think a single prom date meant that he wanted a new girlfriend.
However, he is pretty sure most of those girls would have... other expectations for the night. And honestly? He isn't quite sure that he was ready to get back on that horse either.
... Not that he thought women were horses.
He's pretty sure men are normally the ones called horses in riding metaphors.
Anyway.
That left him stuck. He couldn't just not go to prom, but also didn't want to wind up trapped on an actual date with someone. So who could he ask?
His solution ended up coming from an odd place.
Robin Buckley was... quite honestly, kind of a weirdo.
She was cute, in an alternative sort of way. She never took any of his shit (he wasn't completely sure she even liked him) but also reluctantly laughed at the snarky shit he said under his breath during their Film History class. And not in the fake giggly way girls did when they were flirting, but didn't actually care about what he was saying, just the way he said it. She actually seemed to think he was funny. Even if that revelation seemed to piss her off.
The only reason he was even in Film History that semester - and therefore, knew who she was - was for the easy A. He got to watch movies in class, and watch movies for homework. He was willing to plow through a couple of shitty essays in exchange for a class that he didn't feel like a complete idiot in.
(Well, he was pretty sure Robin thought he was an idiot about movies, but just because he had trouble remembering the names and shit of characters, didn't mean he couldn't analyze the themes, fuck you very much, Buckley.)
They had gotten assigned a project together early on, and it hadn't been completely terrible. She had quickly taken over doing most of the writing portions, but hadn't thought all of his ideas were terrible. By the end of the project he thought they were even sort of having fun together.
He'd always been one to try his luck, take a little more than he was given. So, after that assignment was over, he started sitting next to her in class, not wanting that easy, if sharp, camaraderie to end. Robin rolled her eyes at him and asked him what he thought he was doing the first time he did it, but she never sent him away.
They ended up chatting more and more during down times, passing notes to each other and sharing sly comments under their breaths during the movies. Steve often had trouble paying attention at school, his mind easily wandering away, and it was almost as bad during most movies, but Robin helped keep him on track.
The class turned into one that was done for the easy grade, a last ditch effort to improve his already hopeless GPA, and became one he actually enjoyed.
The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of going to prom with Robin. It made the night seem a little less unbearable.
He thought about making a big deal out of asking her, because he knows that's what girls (and even Nancy) had enjoyed for past dances. He quickly scrapped that idea, however, because not only did he not want to put pressure on her like that, but also she seemed to hate public spectacles like that.
Or at least when aimed at her, they both enjoyed watching drama unfold in the halls a bit too much to say she hated it completely.
So Steve waits until the end of the day, their film class being their last, to pull her into an empty classroom. She follows him without question in a show of trust he didn't realize she had in him. The notion warms him, and for some reason makes it more difficult to get the question out.
"Why do I feel like you're about to try to sell me drugs or something?" Robin asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He squints at her in offense.
"Why is that your first assumption?!"
"I don't know! Why else are you pulling me out of the hallway all secretive like, making sure no one followed us, into an abandoned classroom," she asks, throwing her arms into the air.
"The classroom isn't abandoned, it's the end of the day! Also, who does drug deals on campus, that's just stupid?" He asks rhetorically, before waving one hand through the air, as if trying to erase the current thread of conversation. "That doesn't matter, you're distracting me."
"Well then, get on with it! Some of us have practice we need to get to."
"It's like talking to the kids," he mutters to himself, "Whatever. I wanted to ask - will you go to prom with me?"
That stops Robin up short. There's panic in her eyes now, though Steve isn't sure what exactly put it there. Was his reputation that bad that even band geeks are terrified of getting asked out by him?
"You want to go on a date? With me?" she asks slowly, disbelief coloring her voice, though it doesn't hide her unease.
"No, I want to go to prom with you," he scoffs, "Not go on a date with you."
"That is a date, dingus! The person you go to prom with is literally called your date!"
"Okay, sure, maybe, but I don't actually want to date you," he said, rolling his eyes at her.
Like, okay, he understood his reputation for being... what did she call him last week? A 'huge effing rake'? But that didn't mean that he was trying to date any girl that looked in his direction. A lot of girls looked in his direction. That was too many women, even for him.
Robin relaxes a little at that.
"Then why are you asking me to prom instead of someone you actually want to date?"
"Because!" he says, resisting the urge to flail his hands back at her. "I don't want to date anyone right now. Most people I ask are going to expect all these things from me - they're going to want dinner, and at the very least a kiss at the end of the night if not more, or another date the very next day. Because Steve Harrington is supposed to want those things!" He takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair to calm himself. "But right now? I really don't."
"Well then, what does Steve the Hair Harrington actually want?" She had relaxed fully at this point, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth.
"I want to go to prom with someone I consider a friend, someone who makes me laugh," he says after a moment of silence. "I want to dance badly to really corny pop music and drink just enough spiked punch that I don't remember how much I hate wearing any sort of tie. Then I want to go get milkshakes or go see a really trashy midnight horror flick, just because I'm having so much fun I don't want the night to end."
That small smile has grown into a reluctant grin on Robin's face. It makes her eyes shine and her freckles pop. Steve thought that if he was in a better place, if they had met at a different time, he could have fallen in love with her.
But they had met now instead, in some shitty public school elective course, and she was the closest thing he had to a friend that wasn't a snotty middle schooler.
"That sounds... like a lot of fun, actually," she says, mischief sparking on her face. "Who would've known the hidden depths hidden behind all that hair."
"Hey!" he protests half-heartedly, unable to keep a grin of his own off his face. "So what do you say? Wanna go to prom with me?"
"I guess," she sighs, acting like it was such a trial to go to prom with him. Him! But her next words make up for it. "Since we're friends, and all. However, I still expect you to buy me dinner, though you can keep the kiss goodnight to yourself."
Steve can't help the giddy laugh from spilling out of him. For the first time in weeks, he is actually looking forward to prom.
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saltpepperbeard · 7 months
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okay, i just hsjkdklsds-
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these two lmao. THESE TWO, with their eyebrow raises and sly-looking smiles and sassy little leans,,,
they have GOT to mess with gentlebeard in some capacity, right? LIKE LMAO, THEY'VE GOT TO
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pharawee · 6 months
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—I FEEL YOU LINGER IN THE AIR 💮 Episode 11
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