Eden baby.
A punk stops during a gay pride parade to allow a mesmerized child to touch his jacket spikes.
I lost control about reblogging this picture.
and this is the perfect “fuck you” to people who stereotype people like this.
literally one of my favourite pictures ever
nothing more punk than letting small children touch your clothes spikes or hair spikes
If you think punks would miss the opportunity to be a good fucking human to kids you don’t know much about punks
Being nice to kids is literally the number one punk activity
BITCH NO WAYYYY
I have a vivid memory of being about 14 and seeing a hardcore punk walking down the street in a busy shopping district with a tiny white kitten tucked in his leather jacket. That’s goals.
one of my favorite memories is my first punk show and how welcoming and friendly everyone was. I was 9 and my brother brought me and people were putting me on their shoulders and telling me about where they got their clothes or how much a little punk I was.
I love punk culture because from the outside it looks aggressive and harsh. But once you realize that’s just their armour and that they are kinder and more proactive about human rights than the “nice” looking people you get comfort from their presence.
Not all things that look aggressive are aggressive. Not all things that look safe are safe.
Punk is safe BECAUSE it is aggressive.
Punk - when done right - kicks out fascists and rapists, defends communities, fights injustice. All of which require aggression.
Did you guys know Elon Musk sent that STUPID car into space without sterilizing it, and if it hadn’t gone off it’s intended path, and it had reached mars as he intended, it could have permanently ruined the search for life on Mars by contaminating the red planet with Musk‘s cooties. This may sound silly to you but I assure this is very real and serious. He could have ruined the entire field of astrobiology all for his stupid advertisement. Let’s kill him
I know exactly which name I’m avoiding in the polls
This is extremely important to acknowledge. Please acknowledge it.
Tapetum lucidum eyeshine
in a deer. The tapetum lucidum is a layer of specially adapted cells behind the retina that reflect light.
When a bright light shines on the tapetum, it reflects a bright glow that can be seen from a distance.
“If anyone has a reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.” Five different people burst into the chapel from different entrances, each with a different objection.
“Stop! You can’t marry her! She cheated on you with Brian.”
“She did not ‘cheat on me’ because we discussed it beforehand. We both agreed on an open relationship, which is why you can sit down too Aunt Betty she already knows about Miami. She knew about it before I went. Does that cover everybody?”
Another voice cried out from the other side of the room. “Get away from him Sally. That man is a dangerous criminal! I bet he didn’t tell you about–”
“Yes, he told me all about that incident, and I understand his circumstances. I’m fairly shocked that you’d think otherwise. We’ve been together for 14 months, do you really think he waited that long to tell me? And how about you Rob, are you also here to tell me about some dark secret you think my fiance and I failed to tell each other for more than a year?” Slowly, Robert sat down in the back, next to Aunt Betty.
“Does anyone here have an objection to this wedding that is not premised on the assumption that Sally and I have been lying to each other for over a year?”
There was silence for a few moments, before the fifth late arrival spoke up from the back. “That man isn’t really a priest.”
“Of course he isn’t, he’s a rabbi. This is a synagogue, my spouse is Jewish. This is a Jewish wedding.”
The fifth late arrival nods and replies, “Okay, so I am absolutely at the wrong wedding. Carry on.”
Sometimes Tumblr gets something right. Not often. But sometimes.
Jefferson figuring out that his son is Spider-Man but instead of telling him “hey you blew your secret” and possibly freaking him out, starts quietly training him in correct police procedure (without him knowing) while also repeatedly talking about how he had issues with the old Spider-Man but the new one seems like a brave and responsible young man and how he would be totally proud of him if he were this guy’s parents
Jefferson: you’ve got everything you need for the week? Books? Computer? Spray paint? Web fluid? Shoes?
Miles: wait what was that middle thing
Jefferson: spray paint! I support my son’s artistic endeavors
AISBSKSHISGSIWHEJFSHSJHDHSUEHSKSHWKA
Rio: okay but is he seeing that ballerina spider-girl or not? He seems very fond of her
Jefferson: well he’s very insistent that she’s Spider-Woman but honestly he always seems to want to act professional when he’s in the mask so I can’t tell
Rio: you could ask him
Jefferson: honey we need to let him have his privacy he doesn’t want us to know
LATER
Rio: I wonder if the new Spider-Man has a girlfriend he seems like he’d be very nice
Miles, sweating: mom are you trying to set me up with Spider-Man
I’m sorry, but Miles Morales pretending to date Spider-man to keep his secret identity while his parents 100% know that he’s Spider-man is PEAK humor
they invite him to dinner just to see what miles comes up with
Wrote a song about my least favourite trope
can i get a link to the original source?
I’m the original source lmaooo
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