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[part one] [part two]

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What gay men give to the world.  A-yup.

On the second one.

There’s this one gay club I go to that actually has a problem of straight guys going there to dance with girls.  I guess these guys don’t understand that girls can also be gay, because they assume that any girls at the club are there with their gay guy friends.

So one night I was out on the dance floor, and I see this guy.  He’s like over six-foot, at least, all beefed-up, muscle shirt, looks kindof like a douchebag.  And he’s just circling the dance floor, in one continuous loop, looking at the crowd like a predator, and it’s creeping me the fuck out.

It’s creeping me out enough that I don’t immediately realize what’s going on nearby.  Some girl has attracted one of the Assholes, who has proceeded to begin grinding on her.  She’s pushing him away, telling him to get lost.  He’s pulling that whole, “come on, don’t be a bitch” spiel, and generally just not getting the message.

BAM.  Suddenly, the prowling guy swoops in, like some sort of Gay Avenger.  He shoves himself between the girl and the Asshole, grabs the Asshole by the hips, and starts dirty dancing him like a God-damned fuck machine.  Asshole completely flips his shit, like how DARE another man try to dance with him at a GAY BAR???, starts spitting curses, and tears ass off the dance floor and out onto the sidewalk.

The Gay Avenger turns back to the girl, inclines his head in an, “are you okay?” sort of gesture.  She nods, and he returns to his previous position of circling the dance floor, looking for his next target.

Told this story to some guys upstairs.  Apparently Gay Avenger is a regular there.

gay avenger.

Bless the Gay Avenger

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SARAH

ARE THOSE HAWKEYES ARMS

I HAVE REBLOGGED THIS BEFORE BUT THE GAY AVENGER NEEDS REBLOGGING EVERY TIME

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Photographer  Jerry Hull captured these adorable images of this female Red Fox known as “Chloe” playing, stretching and sleeping in the snow. 

Supernatural: Out of Context

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oh god, this is probably how we look like to all the other fandoms, right?

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INCREDIBLY ATTRACTIVE PEOPLE who are simultaneously GIANT DORKS are my ULTIMATE WEAKNESS

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So Purgatory is a forest.

What if purgatory used to be Eden? It’s been warped since Adam and Eve ate the apple, but instead of being banished out of Eden, like, Eve was trapped there. and she became the Mother of monsters, and that’s where they live now.

A monstrous, darkened version of Eden. 

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So what happened to Adam??

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I hate game night with the engineering graduates

Don’t get me started on Poker Night with the math students. 

Monopoly with business majors is the worst

Scrabble with english majors is a nightmare.

i can’t believe those weren’t puns

Don’t forget Pictionary with Art Students.

Words against humanity with sociologist and poli sci students is horrifying

PLAY CLUE WITH INVESTIGATIVE LAW MAJORS AND THEN COME TALK TO ME

BEST POST ON TUMBLR.

Operation with a surgeon…

On the other hand, Rock Band with the music majors is beautiful.

oh shit

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in the Hawke Estate Club, past the haze of cigar smoke and expensive perfume, there is a back room.

and if the redheaded doorman lets you in, you might have an audience with the three most powerful criminals in town

Funnily enough, they never physically auditioned any of us. They never checked to see if we can actually run, or if we don’t look like idiots running, so they got quite lucky, cos it could have been more like this…" - Kaya Scodelario.