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unfunnystandup · 5 months

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twenty minutes - april 1991 special issue

#me n nicky went through queer archives the whole evening 😭😭😭#twenty minutes #the twenty club #zines #lgbt #queer #queer history #transgender history #90s #trans periodicals

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hay-bails · 3 months

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redrawing of the trio to celebrate finishing words of radiance ❤️

#stormlight fanart #stormlight archive #kaladin stormblessed #shallan davar #adolin kholin #sa #illustration #art #artists on tumblr #every time someone notices that i gave kaladin curly/wavy hair and made him actually look his age i feel so seen #like truly the notes on my old posts are so appreciated #because he really is JUST TWENTY!!! HE SHOULD BE AT THE CLUB!!!

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jedi-starbird · 3 months

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Finding out that Dooku took on his first padawan at 22 is truly mind-bending info to process like what do you mean he was 22. I'M 22. I do not feel in any way qualified to take on a kid!!!! I can barely look after myself!!and Dooku only had a 6 year apprenticeship!! He's basically taking on a kid directly after finishing a high school education.

He became a padawan at 16 in 86BBY and then takes Rael as padawan in 80BBY presumably directly after his knighting!!!! Dooku. What the Fuck.

Did he look at baby Rael and call dibs? Dooku must have snatched him up as soon as he was knighted cause if he waited that means his apprenticeship was FIVE OR LESS YEARS. Yoda spent maximum 6 years with this future sith lord and was like oh yeah he's done cooking, go on, get. Just... oh my god.

#TWENTY TWO!!! 22!!! HE WAS MY AGE AND HAD A KID!!!!#he should have been at the club #22 is for dressing up as hipsters and making fun of our exes!!!!#DOOKU WAS YOUNGER THAN OBI WAN WHEN HE TOOK ON ANAKIN AHHHHH!!!!!#this information has forever changed how i look at his character #star wars #count dooku #disaster lineage #yan dooku

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dailykafka · 6 months

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If you thought "ah, young Kafka! How old is he here? 17? 20 maybe?" WRONG! This is a full grown man at 27…

#HE IS TINY HE IS JUST A LITTLE BOY #27!! he is twenty seven heree!!!#unbelievable!!#proud member of babyface club #just like me fr EVEN WITH HIS APPEARANCE #other #franz kafka

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tanjir0se · 1 month

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It’s so bizarre to be watching anime and see a fully adult character who acts as a mentor, older brother figure, or even father figure to our protags only to find out they’re like 22??

Sensei should have been at the club 😔

#kyojuro rengoku and gojo satorou need to be in the club they don’t deserve this #KAKASHI SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT THE CLUB!!!#Gyomei is one year older than me so he shouldn’t be at the club he should be at. a wine tasting #or a nice game night with friends #spiraling over the fact that kyojuro died at 23 #like #TWENTY THRRE???????#postcards from stupid town #ok time for me to shut up

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graveyardkiddd · 12 days

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josh is not real *forest ficting your mind*🤞🏻😇

#clique art #josh dun #twenty one pilots #tyler joseph #tøp #fight club #tyler durden #fanart

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slowestlap · 2 months

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After parting with Bradley Scanes following four years together at Red Bull, Verstappen is now working with Rupert Manwaring, who had been Carlos Sainz’s long-serving trainer. Sainz and Manwaring started working together eight years ago when Sainz was at Toro Rosso (now RB).

“We had an exceptional time together,” said Sainz. “We felt it was time to move on. Our lives were becoming different, and him living in the UK and me being more in Italy and Spain, I felt like it was time to change paths. I’m sure Max is going to enjoy the time with him.” Verstappen said it had been “nice” working with Manwaring given his F1 experience, saying he “knows what is needed.”

Verstappen noted managing sickness as being particularly important, as illness becomes inevitable with so much traveling throughout a season. Last year in Saudi Arabia, he came down with a bug that made Red Bull question whether he’d be fit for the race weekend. He only missed media day in the end.

“Everyone gets sick once a year at least,” Verstappen said. “You really try to minimize that, you try to be on top of things, and you know that when you go to certain countries, you know what you have to do to be careful not to be sick or whatever. Jet lag, traveling, it’s really about being well-rested.”

Even at 26, Verstappen is already implementing changes in his approach. “It may sound a bit weird, but I’m not 18 anymore,” Verstappen said. “At 18, you can do whatever you want, even the day before (the race)! Slowly, that is changing as well. I already start feeling that. But I’m sure we’ll come up with good plans on what to do.”

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Verstappen, the overwhelming favorite to win a fourth title in 2024 and, one presumes, the majority of the 24 races, said he wanted to “make it as fun as possible” between races and find downtime away from his duties.

“Twenty-four races is a lot, and not only just the race weekend itself,” Verstappen said. “When we get back, there’s a lot of commitments. You have to get back to the factory as well to prepare with sim days, which almost takes a month as well in your schedule already alone.

“(I’m) just trying to make the best of it. Everyone knows I’m not a fan of it. But I don’t decide the calendar.”

How F1 drivers and teams are preparing for 24 races in 2024, the longest-ever season | Luke Smith, the Athletic | 26 February 2024

#max verstappen #rupert manwaring #bahrain gp #mp #quotes #articles #welcome to the getting old club!!#they really don't tell ya how young the pains starts #i used to think it's gonna hit when i'm middle aged but boom #then you're in your mid twenties and need 7+ hours of sleep to function properly #but if you sleep in a slightly wrong position your neck is fcked and back hurts #it's cold outside and it makes your joints slow #get a fever and can barely get out of bed #i thought i had more time before it all hits 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

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jaynovz · 6 months

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[text id: a screenshot taken from the original Black Sails pilot script. It reads as follows:

"A YOUNG SAILOR enters. 20s. Handsome. He spots the Cook down on his ass. The Sailor winces regretfully...

YOUNG SAILOR: Sorry.

The Young Sailor shuts the door. Locks the deadbolt." /end id] --

"20s Handsome"?????

HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT THE CLUB!!!

#John Silver #black sails #black sails crack #black sails script #i've been waiting my entire life to make this post #please NEVER FORGET he's supposed to be in his twenties and goes through the entire events of canon in less than a year #and that doesn't even get into what the fuck Horrors we might imagine happened to him prior to this moment #HE. SHOULD HAVE BEEN. AT THE CLUB!!

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poirott · 1 year

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AGATHA CHRISTIE'S POIROT (1989-2013) 1 gif per episode | SEASON 1

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ilkkawhat · 1 year

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GEAW Week 2: Sunny Days (Nick Edition)

#csiedit #csi cbs #nick stokes #george eads #geaw #george eads thirst club #mk.op #mk.gifs #mk.edit #unlike jack nick owns like twenty pairs of sunglasses lmao #something i'm sure jack would tease him about

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catch-in-my-peripheral · 2 months

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theory

ok so like in fight club brad pitt does this little mini monologue near the end of the movie when (spoiler alert even though the movie's 25 years old) it's revealed the the narrator and tyler are the same person:

"You wanted a way to change your life. You could not do this on your own. All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. [...] I am smart, capable and, most importantly, I'm free in all the ways that you are not."

what if clancy's tyler's alter ego in the sense that clancy is like...tyler's idealized version of himself. the version of tyler that officially "beats" the bishops and dema and all that

also in fight club: "You still wrestle with it, so sometimes you're still you. [...] At times, you imagine you're watching me."

the speculation regarding the difference in timelines between tyler being taken back to dema in the jumpsuit music video and then clancy writing a letter describing what happened...that's tyler just experiencing depersonalization and watching himself be taken back

it would also explain why "clancy" claims to be the one who was in the SAI livestream when sacarver and lisden called him tyler instead

(also josh's favorite movie is fight club)

#twenty one pilots #clancy #21p #tyler joseph #josh dun #fight club #i am clancy #i posted this on reddit and everyone was like nah #so now im sharing it here

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eldritch-thrumming · 1 year

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you're a cowboy like me.

you're a cowboy like me, perched in the dark, telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear like it could be love, i could be the way forward, only if they pay for it.

Steve is good at reading people. He always has been. He can spot an easy mark a mile away. He knows what to look for, knows that it’s always the older, lonely women, the ones who wear their pearls and their diamonds to lunch on a Tuesday afternoon, draped in black velvet and satin, ancient fur coats hanging off their shoulders, that will eat up his words and his casual touches like peppermint candies.

Steve’s been working his way through Westchester and the Hamptons for three summers now, which generally means he knows practically everyone there is to know. Everyone worth knowing. So when a stranger in black leather and pressed trousers crashes a Friday night at the country club, everyone takes notice.

Steve’s in the formal dining room, surrounded by Marie—his date—and her girlfriends and their husbands, when Bill Weatherstone stands from his spot next to his wife to greet the stranger who’d just been led to their table by the club’s hostess. Conversation at the table comes to a stop so abruptly Steve would find it funny, if he wasn’t so suspicious of this new stranger. The newcomer has long, curly dark hair pinned out of his face in a ponytail at the back of his neck and big, innocent-looking eyes. When he smiles and clasps Bill’s hand in both of his in greeting, Steve makes note of the dimples on his cheeks.

The stranger isn’t wearing a sports coat, which means he’s technically not supposed to be allowed to sit at their table, but Bill is the president of the club’s board and Steve knows he can generally do whatever the hell he wants. Money will do that.

“Ladies, gentlemen, this is the new associate at the firm,” Bill’s booming voice rings out, so loud that the chatter from the surrounding tables dies out a little as other diners turn to look at them. Steve notices that several other club members eye the stranger suspiciously as well. “Just started up with us last week. Eddie Munson, here’s the gang.” He makes a sweeping gesture around the table. “Gang, Eddie Munson.” He claps Munson on the shoulder before returning to his seat.

Munson turns his blinding smile on the rest of the table while he pulls out the empty chair next to Bill and drops down into it. He’s not graceful about it, but there is a certain charm in the rough-around-the-edges, wrong-side-of-the-tracks vibe he’s got going on. If you like that sort of thing. Steve doesn’t, but he knows that there’s several women sitting in this room who would eat Eddie Munson up like creme brûlée. Steve can't help but scowl down at his plate.

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After that first night, Steve starts seeing Munson everywhere. He’s at all the club events, in the club’s dining room every Friday night, and he’s somehow gotten himself invited to all the best parties. He’s always close to Bill or sometimes Jasper Jenkins, the club’s treasury director.

Steve is still suspicious of Munson, but he hasn’t caused any problems with Steve’s particular favorites this season, so Steve just continues to give the outsider a wide berth and mind his own business. He’s done this long enough to see others come and go. Sometimes he can feel Munson’s eyes trail after him as he leads one of his ladies to a darkened corner or out onto the terrace for a closer look at the stars and some privacy.

About three week’s after Munson first enters the country club, Steve is invited to a poker game in the club’s basement. He doesn’t usually get invited to these kinds of things; he tends to stay close to the women, accompanying them on their days out shopping and listening to them complain about their husbands or how their children never call at their private teas and lunches. Cozying up to the married men isn’t really his idea of a good time and it’s certainly not what he’s here for, but occasionally, he has to put in an appearance or two.

Steve’s shit at poker. He loses three hands before he has to tap out of the game altogether. The room is full of club members and younger women, the air smokey from cigars. The club’s pianist plays in the corner, but no one pays him any mind beyond stuffing a few bills into the glass he’s got sitting on the piano when they pass him by. The women are half naked and giggling, skin smooth and pink as they sit in the laps of old men. The poker room has several doors leading off of it and Steve shudders to think what’s happening behind each one. Steve may sleep with married women, but at least those women have class; they’re hurting and neglected, cast aside by their greedy husbands. They’re looking for companionship, closeness, more than sex; all the things Steve’s more than happy to give them if their husbands won’t. These men are just pigs.

Steve’s been down here only a few times before. He vaguely remembers the way to the restroom and he tries to follow the winding, wood-paneled hallways using muscle memory. He pushes open a dark wooden door down in a quiet corner, a little further from the poker room than he remembers. The room is dark when he enters, a single table lamp lighting up the space. Steve’s mouth drops open, shock paralyzing him in the doorway. In the corner, Munson is pushed up against the wall, head thrown back with Bill Weatherstone’s lips attached to his neck. Munson’s hand is gripping at Bill’s thinning hair and his eyes meet Steve’s. A slow smile spreads across Munson’s face as he meets Steve’s gaze and he shoots Steve a wink before making a shooing motion with his free hand. Steve backs out of the room quietly, pulling the door closed behind him, his face burning red. His hand pulls at the knot in his tie, mouth suddenly dry as he makes his way back to the card game. Steve doesn’t even need to make his excuses to anyone back at the game, just grabs his jacket and flees the club.

Later that night, after he’s taken Marie out to the opera and delivered her safely home to her Manhattan townhouse, Steve lays in his bed and remembers the look on Munson’s face, the way he’d smiled at Steve with heavy lids, vision cloudy through the dark.

Steve was good at reading people. He always had been, until he’d met Eddie Munson.

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shoutout to @richhietozier for leaving some beautiful tags on one of my rotten brain au posts.

#steddie fanfic #steddie #steddie fanfiction #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve harrington #steveddie #steddie ficlet #steddie fic #steddie blurb #inspired by Taylor Swift cowboy like me lolololo #I worked in a country club in my early twenties and I always got in trouble for letting people sit in the formal dining room #without sports coats or wearing jeans #that was a horrible job lol the men were GROSS!!!!

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screaming-sparrow · 1 month

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