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Friends - S02EP17
#elvismentions#elvis#elvis presley#friends#joey tribbiani#ross geller#television#tv show#1990s#year: 1996#screencaps#suggested by follower
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1996 VSDA Show
Gates McFadden & Marina Sirtis
#gates mcfadden#beverly crusher#marina sirtis#media: tng#star trek#star trek: the next generation#dr crusher#star trek tng#st:tng#type: event#year: 1996#type: vsda#vsda#Deanna troi
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Has a good personality 💉
#art#movie film#filmgifs#trainspotting#sick boy#choose life#indie#jonny lee miller#danny boyle#year: 1996
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the gray coat with the red lining
Sam goes with Sadie to shop for a new winter coat. Her old one, which she’s had since she started her master’s program seven years ago, is finally falling apart. Sam hates the mall, but he loves spending time with his twin, so of course he goes. It’s been forever since they’ve had any time together, just the twins, without Daniel or the kids or anyone else. Maybe if they’re lucky, they’ll get to have the cheese soup at lunch.
“Oh, I’ll get the cheese soup,” Sadie says. “And I won’t tell Daniel about it, either, because I’m pretty sure he’ll divorce me if he finds out.”
“I wouldn’t blame him,” Sam says. “Might even tell him to seek full custody of Michael and Rose. Will could make sure he won.”
“Will is not a member of the Michigan State Bar.”
“Just wait. I’ll start slipping the idea to him subliminally, over the phone. We talk almost everyday. He’s open-minded. Pliable.”
“This sounds really gross.”
“It could get grosser.”
Sadie sighs and resumes looking for coats. Sam eventually finds himself drifting to the men’s section. He doesn’t need a new coat, but he likes to pretend that all the coats have people in them already. Likes to wonder what kind of guy would buy which coat. He makes up rich businessmen, harried humanities professors, dorky high school students whose mothers bought them the first thing that fit without a second thought to what might look cool. There is such a thing as looking cool in a winter coat. Sam wouldn’t have believed it when he was a teenager, but he knows it now.
He remembers the gray coat with the red lining.
It wasn’t his coat. Sometimes, he tried to wear it, but it was always too small for him. No, the coat was Eddie’s. He loved that thing. Told Sam he saved up for a year just to buy it. It wasn’t that expensive, he said, but when you get paid grad student peanuts, even peanuts are expensive. Eddie loved that coat, and Sam loved it, too. It made him look a cut above the rest. Made Sam proud to know him … proud to be in love with him. He remembers when they’d go to dinner and Eddie would take off the coat. People would look, struck by the red, struck by him, really. Just like Sam was. Sometimes, when Eddie would fall asleep in the living room, Sam would cover him up with a blanket and the coat, just so he knew. That he knew he was loved.
Whenever Sam thinks about Eddie, he thinks about that coat. He wonders if it’s doing him any good in Tennessee. He thinks it would be better if it was right here, at home, where it was always supposed to be.
Of course, if it was supposed to be here, it would be.
He thinks about Leonard Cohen for a moment. Ah, the last time we saw you, you looked so much older, your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder. Hell of a song. But L. Cohen didn’t know about the gray coat with the red lining. If he had, he wouldn’t have written about anything else.
Sam searches high and low for a coat like it in the mall this afternoon, but none exist.
Sadie finds him in the men’s section with a bag and a look, like she knows what he’s doing there.
“Come on,” she says carefully. “We don’t want them to run out of soup.”
Sam follows her, trying to apologize for wandering off, but she doesn’t let him. She knows that sometimes, he needs to go.
“Just don’t go too far,” she says. “Or for too long.”
Sam nods. He’s pretty sure he can do that.
(part of @nosebleedclub january challenge -- day 16!)
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Elle Black circa 1996
Art by midjourney
#ai art#original character#fan character#Elle Black#honestly I imagine she was wearing something like this when she absolutely punches the shit out of Draco but…#year: 1996#ironically the same year that her mum dies and Ginny is killed#oops that’s spoilers#alli shit#character shit#sirius black x oc
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Just one of my favorite songs in R& B,one of the most underrated songs in his catalog in my opinion!
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dick eating ice cream with a batarang is a gift to the universe
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it’s a scream, baby!
#🔪#best month of the year baby!#scream#scream 1996#billy loomis#stu macher#stuart macher#matthew lillard#skeet ulrich#u would never guess what my favorite horror film is#CONSIDERING prints if people like thsi one bc its actually a standard size. for once in my life#maybe
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im sorry boss i can’t come into work today my wife has returned from the war
#good morning fellow virgins how does it feel to WIN#who at the bbc do I have to snog#paul McGann#1996 tv movie#eighth doctor#8th doctor#doctor who#wilderness years
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Gates McFadden as Kimba Rose
Marker 1x06 - From Russia Without Love (1995)
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Here is to 27 years of friends, cool monsters and laughs thanks to our wonderful Kazuki Takahashi. I cannot express how I hope he knew how deeply he was loved by his admirers and fans, even after his passing a little more than a year ago.
#coffee break#yugioh#yugioh fanart#yugi muto#yugi mutou#ygo#Today is the day the first chapter was released! (9/17/1996)!!#I CANNOT BELIEVE ITS BEEN 27 YEARS OF YUGIOH. THATS INSANE#I had so much fun with this piece.. I think this is my first ygo art i've posted !!#Yugi my absolute beloved#Also I never want to see another card again after drawing those#there are definitely mistakes here but .... i wanted it done today so
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flatlands
And once again, it’s a move that keeps Sam from love.
He’s twenty-nine, the year he’s supposed to be getting scared. At least, this is all according to his mother, who looks at love and marriage much like she’s living in the middle of Pride and Prejudice. Status and security. Sam always jokes that his mother is a feminist until he mentions he might not want to get married. Then it’s all about finding a wife (and it’s almost always a wife) and making sure she’s little more than Mrs. Sam Doyle, the mother of the children he’s not so sure he wants, either. These days, he can’t stop thinking about all the things he doesn’t want. Even their figments are getting in the way.
This time, he thought he could have loved another woman – the second woman in all his life. Valerie Gaynor, a pretty woman with long blue hair and mischievous eyes … the best kind of eyes, the ones that say you’re going to get into trouble, but you’re going to be so kind and generous about it. They met in the music store. Valerie was buying a copy of London Calling for a friend who just discovered that music is good; Sam was just taking a walk down the only aisles he’s ever felt comfortable in. She’s five years younger than Sam, about ten times as brash, and considers herself on the move. When she and Sam met last winter, she was twenty-three and in the middle of her first year of graduate school. Master’s in ethnomusicology from Michigan. Apparently, she’s another one of those geniuses. Apparently, Sam has a type.
And they could have been in love. Some days, Sam thinks he really did love her. Some days, when he would sing that Monkees song at her (I love her, Valleri!), he knows he did. But then, Valerie got the letter. Philadelphia’s calling, and they’re offering her an Ivy League Ph.D. in the thing she loves best.
Well. The thing she loves second best.
She asks Sam to go with her, but he says he can’t go. That he loves her (Doesn’t he?), but he can’t leave home. It’s home. His whole life is here. Always has been. Valerie’s quick to remind him that it’s been a long time since his whole life was anywhere. His best friends moved out of state five years ago. His sister is raising two little kids; his brother has a little daughter. Valerie knows how he feels about his mother (complicated). And besides, Sam is the manager of a record store. He can do that from anywhere.
But he just won’t. He just won’t, and he sends her packing on her own.
He’s not sure why anyone would live in Philadelphia unless they had to go to school there. As he tells Valerie, even Boyz II Men had to bring Motown into the City of Brotherly Love (which he feels less and less lately, but he’s not going to admit to that – not to anyone, much less the woman who’s about to leave him behind). Valerie just rolls her eyes and reminds him that Boyz II Men signed with Motown, and they still had to move to Philadelphia to have their hit. She says it’s all in the way you look at it. Sam knows there’s something for him to get, but he refuses. On principle.
Valerie asks him if this is really what he wants. To live in the Midwest forever. To live in the flatlands of the U.S. To eat butter cake and Jell-O salads at every birthday, retirement, and graduation party he ever attends for the rest of his life. To always live a stone’s throw away from his old high school. Flatlands, she calls it again, as though Sam didn’t pick up on the metaphor before. Flatlands. Static. Unchanging. He gets it.
But he’s not going anywhere. These flatlands are his home. The place where he’s always been most like himself. The place where he’s always liked himself most.
He’s not done choosing himself.
When Valerie kisses him and turns around for the last time, he’s sorry, but not for staying.
He doesn’t understand why she would want to leave.
He doesn’t understand why anyone leaves.
(part of @nosebleedclub december challenge -- day xiii! i’m behind, which is to be expected at this time in the semester 😭)
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Paul as the Eighth Doctor by Marc Bryan-Brown for Radio Times in 1996.
#it’s new year so it has to be tvm eight all the way today#paul mcgann#doctor who#doctor who 1996 tv movie#eighth doctor#8th doctor#mcgann monday
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"There are certain facets of my personality that I'm not giving away to some character in a movie. They're mine. And they're mine as Jimmy Spader."
"I think things are great when we accept chaos in life. That goes against my being obsessive-compulsive and ritualistic, but I don't mind adversity. The fight is okay with me. My life is wonderful. It's a grand time, you know?"
"I'm not much good at good, clean fun—and I'm not sure what to do with it. It's just a matter of taste. I like it a lot dirtier."
Happy 64th birthday, James Spader (b. February 7, 1960)! ❤️
#love you so so so much jamesy hope you have a great day and a wonderful year <33#thank you for all your work. and this year especially for our raymond ❤️#james spader#crash 1996#pretty in pink#secretary#the office#sex lies and videotape#stargate#boston legal#the blacklist#jack’s back#tuff turf#*#smooching you forever!!!!!
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when will his memory return from the burial mounds? ✨
#mdzs#the untamed#wei wuxian#wei ying#honestly just made this bc it’s my mood 24/7 lmfaoooo#mdzs crack#mdzs meme#mo dao su zhi#apple memes 🍎#i too cannot remember shit from anything 13+ years ago#it’s 1996 and I’m in blockbuster buying Zelda figurines wdym capitalism is collapsing
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