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âWithout a gun, I look like a teacherâs assistant.â
[Image Description: A digital art drawing of Spencer Reid from Criminal Minds. He is young, presumably based on the earlier seasons. He is wearing his typical attire. He is sitting cross legged on a surface -- presumably a table -- reading a file. There is a coffee machine beside him. He is frowning at the file in concentration. End ID.]
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I honestly think Gen-Z and younger simply does not understand how recent widespread smartphone adoption is.
I am not that old, and I didn't have a smartphone until probably late high school. For most of my life, many if not most people were not walking around with a magic internet machine in their pocket that they pulled out and used constantly for everything.
reblog if you remember having to ration your text messages and accidentally opening the internet on your phone was the end of the world
I completely agree, but i would like to add that widespread smartphone adoption still isnt global. As gen Z (not from the 90s btw) from a âthird worldâ country i experienced the widespread adoption of smartphones, and to this day sooo many people in my country still rely on landlines, simpler phones, internet cafes, energy rationing, public phones, prepaid chips, etc. In many many places it is still an incredible privilege to walk around with a magic internet machine, and these places also have people gen Z and younger.
just watched an interview with james ortiz (rockyâs puppeteer) where heâs like âthey were torturing ryan gosling for this movie. it was killing him. he was developing isolation sickness in real life from being the only actor on set for 6 months. i needed to be there for him even when rocky wasnât in frame to serve as his guiding light and the sole thread tethering him to the concept of love. i was kneeling at the altarâ and what
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WTF are those obelisks on the right?âŚ
Tasty obelisk fries..
âItâs digestibleâ has got to be the laziest goal Iâve ever seen achieved by a food product.
âItâs digestibleâ
âItâs digestibleâ is pertinent!! Okay, for those of you who havenât researched Crisco for writing fic about gay sex in the mid-late 60s:
The first-edition of The Joy of Gay Sex, published in 1977, declared, âVegetable shortening may be the best lubricant, since it is not only greasy but also digestibleâ[4] Such a statement perhaps gives new meaning to the companies boastful declarations that âIts digestibleâ and âCrisco has been making life in the kitchen more delicious for years.â Similarly, in the 1978 sex manual The Advocate Guide to Gay Health, Crisco even earned an entry in the bookâs index. Discussions of the shorteningâs use as an anal lubricant indicate its popularity, with statements such as: âThe lubricant, typically the cultic Crisco, must be copious.â[5] In fact, Crisco was so synonomus with gay sex that discos and bars around the world took on the name, such as Crisco Disco in New York City, which was one of the premiere clubs during the 1970s and early 1980s. Other clubs or bathhouses, such as Club Z in Seattle, even featured murals with Crisco. Thus, Crisco was conversely also one of many things that led to the formation of gay identities during the 20th century.
from this essay: http://www.columbia.edu/~sf2220/TT2007/web-content/Pages/drew2.html
The more you know! :D
I have learned a new thing today.
Love this post for so many reasons but most especially because this is from all the way back in 2012 and and yet not a single blog in this thread is deactivated
I enjoy that not only does this have a link to an actual source, but the link still fucking works.
but @rhea314 you didnt include a picture of the crisco disco! AND MY GOD THE DJ BOOTH WAS A GIANT CRISCO CAN!
Go dance and get fisted. Fucking iconic.
Love the gay history, but i just wanna correct that the âitâs digestibleâ in the gay stuff was a reference to criscoâs tagline it had been using since 1911, the actual meaning of its digestible is because itâs main competition came from âenhancedâ lards which were rendered pig fat mixed with non food thickeners that literally did not digest and caused people to basically just shit out pig cream, since crisco was veggie based the body digested it along with the food
And in case you were still wondering, @mudwerks.. Tuna Croquettes
This post is the opposite of net zero information. Not only did I learn several new facts about gay history but also we rounded our way back to the original question of the tag line and the mini obelisks.
Itâs a net profit of information. 12/10 post
Pre med era Rabbot are randomly assigned as roommates.
Jack is convinced on sight that Robby is gay. He just looks gay. Straight guys aren't that pretty.
And Jack is an ally, so he makes it super clear from the jump that he's pro-gay and everything homosexual is a-okay with him. Robby responds positively, but a bit awkwardly. Jack is sure he's just not used to so much outward support.
He talks about Robby with his friends and worries that maybe he wasn't clear enough on his allyship because Robby never brings guys home. One of his friends suggests that maybe Robby has a crush on him and that's why he never hooks up with anyone. He's too busy being sad about having a crush on a straight guy.
After that, Jack starts to notice everything Robby does to support the crush theory.
If their feet knock together while they're watching TV on the couch, Robby doesn't try to move them. He always brings extra food for Jack. He even paid when they went to see the new James Bond movie.
Jack feels like shit. He didn't mean to lead him on. Robby is so smart, and funny, and charismatic. He's a ton of fun to be around and the most considerate roommate Jack has ever had. He'll make some guy very happy someday.
He brainstorms ideas on how to subtly turn Robby down, but the more distance Jack puts between them, the more effort Robby puts into them spending time together.
Jack is at a party, without Robby, drunkenly mulling over his options, when he overhears some girl talking about experimenting with her roommate. She says something about trying it and deciding she wasn't into it, but was glad she got it out of her system.
Huh. Maybe Jack can do that for Robby.
He's not sure how well it'll work, considering Robby is actually gay, but maybe if they kiss, Robby will feel Jack's straightness and lose interest.
It's harder to kiss a guy than Jack thought it would be. Or... it's harder to find the opportunity. Every time Jack thinks he gets close he chickens out and spends hours kicking himself after.
They're sitting on the couch, feet not touching, but Jack relaxes an arm over the back. His fingers barely brush the sleeve of Robby's shirt. They both keep catching each other sneaking glances. Their eyes meet during a commercial, and Jack feels like he's going to burst. Then Robby says:
"Fuck it."
His mouth crashes against Jack's. It's nice. Really nice. Warm and wet. Not unlike kissing a girl, but maybe a bit more... insistent.
The kiss rolls into making out with Robby in his lap, then rutting against each other on the couch, then exchanging sloppy handjobs and an attempt at a blowjob in Jack's bed.
Jack wakes up the next morning, tangled up with Robby, more content than he has ever been before.
"That was fun," Jack whispers when Robby wakes.
"Yeah," Robby stretches. He's got an easy smile on. "I didn't think I'd like that as much as I did, but... you might've convinced me."
Jack shoves him lightly. "What does that mean? Do I not look like a good lay?"
"No, no," Robby laughs. "I just meant, like, because I'm straight. Or was, at least."
Jack's smile falls. "You're what?"
Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.
supid
supid.
I will always reblog this
still remember how revolutionary this ad felt 10 years ago
excuse me but it still feels revolutionary
Keep reblogging until it feels normal everywhere.
For context: this came out in 2011 in Australia. Same-sex marriage would not be legalized until December 2017.
It was only legalized in 8 US states (the 8th only a few months before), and wouldnât be legalized nation-wide until 2015.
It was only legal in TEN COUNTRIES in 2011. We wouldnât hit 20 countries until 2017. (Australia was 23rd)
As of today (April 14, 2026), I believe only 38 countries have fully legalized same-sex marriage. Out of somewhere around 200 countries in the world. Thatâs only ~19% of countries.
This is still revolutionary.
Iâve had tumblr for 4 years but some of you bitches have had it for a decade. Itâs time to seek penance
wait Iâm curious now . Reblog this with how long uâve been on tumblr for. Dating back to ur oldest blog ever !!!
At his core, Dennis eats like a 5 year old.
He used to eat whatever he could get his hands on but when he has an actual choice? Cheetos. Uncrustables. The plastic kool aid bottles and yes heâs gnawing on the top. Avocados yeah but more so inhaling any berry or fruit he can get his hands on. The only veggie Robby and Jack can absolutely get him to consume without a grimace is peas. And even that can be a hassle. Give him those chobani flip yogurts and heâs eating four in one day.
Itâs partially his sensory issues with food, part of the simplicity of âcarb protein fruitâ (vegetable, Robby chastises him and Dennis grumbles in reply), and of course the trauma of it.
Growing up, he couldnât leave the table until his plate was empty. When church goers brought over food or he went to some gathering, it was polite to take a bit of everything. Heâs been so used to forcing his body to consume whatever was put in front of him that the first time Trinity asked what he wanted for snacks he didnât have a reply. âWhatever you wantâ because he wouldnât dare get something of his own or something he wasnât sure he would like. Something he couldnât finish.
So when he was the money, and the friends and partners who support his food habits (one vegetable, Dennis seriously youâre going to get scurvy) (Iâm not a fucking pirate youâre the one with one leg-sorry, sorry Iâm sorry) (Iâm not-Jesus I think Robby would insist on corner time for that but thatâs fucking funny-)
He just gets to eat however he wants and itâs finally not a food vs him mentality
get yourself a main character whos two primary emotions are "little cunt" and "catatonic with grief"
get yourself a main character whos two primary emotions are "little cunt" and "catatonic with grief"
you're not unknowable you blond bisexual bastard. there's a socially inept bottom right there and he wants to snort you like a line of coke
i wanna talk about this shot
if forum signatures still existed this would be mine
God fucking damn it
I think this ship (spaceship) is really funny
apologies in advanceâ
somebody requested trojan andrew and raven neil đive been meaning to draw them ! fun dynamic!!
