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ever wanted to do some stuff? like, different stuff? tired of having to scroll through your huge ref tag? LOOK NO FURTHER!! Have a masterpost of LITERALLY EVERYTHING which took me 5 hours to make so reblog it








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Graffiti, Rap, and Sexual Awakening: An Analysis of Dizzee Kipling

This was a paper written for a course I am taking in gender, sexuality, and media on how a character in television or film’s gender intersects with other identities. I chose Dizzee Kipling because he’s one of my faves from The Get Down and I felt this show does a really great job of exploring intersecting identities anyway. This analysis is about 8 pages in Word so if you read it, I totally love you! I’m really proud of this paper and had so much fun writing it!

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What kinda aesthetic is ur boss into? Are they flower crowns and sakrua trees? Are they dirty gritty, grunge kings/queens? Do they partake in the night life neon aesthetic? Or are they more of a black and white gangster aesthetic?


Showing growth means trying new things- like video! Looking forward to doing more of these with a tripod next time🎥🌱 175/365 #tonytonith #handdrawn #handwriting #handlettering #brushpen #brushlettering #tombow #script #cursive #type #typespire #typography #typographists #lettering #cursive #creative #calligraphy #calligraffiti #goodtype #graffiti #graphicdesign #growth #green #typegang

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Beauty and the Beast: Prologue I

Pairings: Dean x Reader (eventually), Sam, John, Marry

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, alcohol, gambling, swearing

A/N: I’m fucking terrified for this. Here is the first installment of the most voted series Beauty and the Beast! This is gonna be a bumpy ride kiddos, so buckle up! There will be a new part every Saturday from here on out until this series is finished (there may be some deviations, we’ll see). Enjoy, my friends!

Part Summary: Brothers Sam and Dean Winchester attend their father’s party and some of their family dynamics are revealed.

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Once upon a time, in the hidden heart of France, a handsome young prince lived in a beautiful castle.​

Dean Winchester sat on the thin mattress in yet another dingy motel room. He could feel every lump and spring, but he didn’t exactly mind; he was focused on the bills passing between his hands, “Four hundred, four-twenty, four-forty,” he mumbled.

A relentless pounding rattled the door in it’s frame, “Dean, let’s go!” His baby brother, Sam Winchester said from the other side.

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