You ever think about how they made the minions immortal so that they wouldnβt have to explain how they reproduce
everyoneβs obsessed with having good taste. not me though i watch bad movies on purposeΒ
no fucking way
The way that exclusionists treat ace and aro people often reminds me of how the average person would treat me when I started being open as non-binary. Iβve said it once and Iβll say it a thousand times, we are not enemies. Our experiences do not oppose each other, they are intertwined. If youβre ace, if youβre aromantic, if youβre any variation thereupon; your home is here. You belong here, too. You are beautiful, and powerful; and you donβt have to explain yourself to anyone. You are a valued part of this community.
Hate it when you're wearing "military-esque" clothing like camo pants or combat boots and some old vet asks you if you're from a military family like fuck off papa war crimes I'm appropriating your culture here.
finding out that almost all other animals donβt have periods like we do and instead simply reabsorb the egg back into their uterine lining to reuse the nutrients is like finding out the rest of the class has been taking WILDLY easier tests than you for the whole semester
like, hey, cat why donβt you have to use your Cat Dollars to invest in tampons? And cat is just like: fuck that noise, my body is OPTIMAL for not being made of inconvenient nonsense, sucks to be you
wack.
Fuck love at first sight, give me friends at first sight. Maybe it's the instant recognition that whatever you have going on in your head, the person in front of you has the same stuff. It can be the spark of connection, the mirrored smile from opposite sides of a room, the companionable silence in a library, the shared boredom at a train station, the startled laugh that brings that warm, fuzzy, pleased satisfaction in the person that caused it. The joining forces for a shared objective despite being strangers, the lending a hand in the right moment, or maybe it's someone else making in the introductions, connecting two people that until now lived in close but separated quarters. There are a thousand ways to fall into a new friendship. Friendship at first sight. Adopting another person to be a part of your life, for who knows how long. Sharing a bus ride. Reading the same book and talking about it on the internet. Looking at someone and realising once again: "oh, we could be friends." Incredible.
That gradually crescendoing part in βSomebody to Loveβ where they keep building up and up as they repeat βFind. Me. Somebody to loooveβ until Mercury breaks out into a loud ass solo REBLOG IF YOU POWER YEARN