Listen. I wouldn’t just fuck an alien. I’d take an alien out on a date, to their favorite restaurant. I’d marathon an aliens favorite show with them. I’d spoon an alien every night. I’d bring an alien little random tokens and gifts to remind them of my affection. I’d help an alien work through their emotional issues and family baggage. I’d adopt a shelter pet with an alien and raise him as our very own son. I’d grow old with an alien, every blissful year of our union reminding us of how much we cherish each other. I’d make love to an alien.
We could have had this
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Monster fucker this, monster fucker that. What if I want a monster RELATIONSHIP huh?! Monster HAND HOLDING, monster INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS, monster COMFORTABLE SILENCE??
It’s just one of those stupid “draw the squad” pictures, but it’s the first thing I’ve drawn in what feels like at least a year.
But it’s my dnd squad. We’re the spicy boys and we’re honestly too dumb to live, IDK how we’re going to make it without our two brain cells.
My mom has a garden and during the season will both drop vegetables off at my front door and have me come over to pick veggies from her garden.
And she will send me the angriest messages if I don't go into her garden and take stuff. She has so much extra food than she knows what to do with, and I end up with more food than I can reasonably consume.
But also we both love squash so this is both a blessing and a curse
my grandparents have to lock their car doors when they go to sunday mass because people have been breaking in to unlocked cars and leaving entire piles of zucchini
Fixing your mess is not the demand of the Qun. And you should all be grateful.
To anyone wondering if it's worth it to tear down fascist posters or whatever. I spent a few months last year engaged in silent battle with another student at my school who was putting anti trans stickers up everywhere. I had it down to a system where every night I would walk the five block radius they went up in, and tear down all the ones I could reach, and use a stick to put duct tape over the others. Like, within hours of the stickers going up, I would have already purged the whole zone. I knew the basic schedule of whoever put them up based on when and where the stickers appeared. I probably could have found them in person if I'd wanted to. And I told all my classmates and friends what the stickers looked like and got them to rip them down too. And after a few months of this, the stickers slowed, and then stopped forever.
My point is, a lot of this fashy or right wing stuff is one local weirdo. And if you pay attention, and do a little light organizing with your friends, you can basically make their efforts into a giant sisyphisean exercise in misery. You control your streets!
would you like a nice egg in this trying time? 🥚 🔞 I am but a fish pretending to be a man (he/him 33)
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