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from Art and Beauty Magazine by Robert Crumb (1943—)

I want everyone to know that there are queers in the hollers of Appalachia, in the bayous and marshland of the Deep South, in Southwestern deserts, through the Ozark mountains and up to the Rockies. There are queers in the Great Plains, there are queers in rural America, in trailer parks of the Osage foothills. In the places you least expect us to live, we are here, carving out community and fighting for liberation with pride despite it all. Stop forgetting about us. Stop overlooking our experiences and our impact just because we don’t live in a Big Gay City. And for the love of God, stop looking at us with pity.

Most insane pipeline known to man:

Help your younger sister pass her university assignment -> Accidently end up as a part of the rebellion to overthrow the tyrannical president

The long sir Francis Varney post

It’s October, so I think it’s a proper time to write about vampires again (to be fair, vampires can be expected here around the year…). But first, a little rant about a slightly non-related thing; it bothers me when people use the term ”guilty pleasure” to describe something that is actually well made, even high art, just because they are embarrassed to like it. No, Mr. Fragile Masculinity Man, liking ballet does not make it your guilty pleasure just because none of your friends are into it. It’s still art. It’s still something that requires incredible skill to accomplish. In my opinion, guilty pleasure means things that you know are poorly or lazily made and generally not good literature/film/art/whatever, and yet you still like them.

Why I bring this up is because tonight I want to write about my own guilty pleasure when it comes to vampire fiction. No, it’s not Twilight. Or any other vampire romance. If I have to pick a book that is simultaneously among the most poorly written I own and also one I genuinely like, it would have to be James Malcolm Rymer’s massive penny dreadful Varney the Vampyre, or The Feast of Blood.

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yeah i'm wlw (wench loving wench)

We’ll never die

I aboslutly agree with you by casting steven as ricky it adds a more tragic twist to the star lasso experience scene,if it had been jesse plemmons i would have been less sympathetic but with steven i felt bad for him

steven could have played it menacing, he played menacing in burning and it was fantastic and a little hot. but instead i just saw like a lost child in adult jupe, someone just getting by in an industry that clearly never valued him as a person by literally putting him on the same entertainment level as a chimp or having him be the "asian kid" which i know from experience with the walking dead fandom or the years of people thinking steven is ke huy quan (i'm so serious)..... probably hits close to home for steven as an actor. and now he thinks he's gained an upper hand using the horses to feed his metaphorical chimp but just like with gordy, the balloons pop eventually. but i was thinking also about how jupiter's claim will become a spectacle again once the dust settles and jupe will have gone from child star to animal attack survivor to amusement park face to jean jacket victim to unsolved mysterious mass disappearance it literally never ends

The cruelty of racist white men.

turning lucy westenra into a promiscuous and overtly sexual woman who loves to string her suitors along is not the “modern girl power move” you think it is <3

Female inmates of San Quentin State Prison and their very fine hats. 6/?.