Heterosexuality is a couch. Nobody even bats an eye if you keep it in the living room for everyone to see–it’s simply expected. I mean, where the hell else would you keep it? Hidden in a bedroom? No, that would be weird.
Homosexuality is a bed. Having a bed in a public room is considered weird and gross–you’re expected to keep it in private bedroom you close the door to before anyone else comes over. Because even though there are a million and one things someone can do sitting on a bed
that aren’t sexual (and plenty of ways to have sex on a couch), the first and foremost thing anyone associates beds with is sex.
Bisexuality is a Western-style futon. Sometimes it functions like a couch, sometimes it functions like a bed, but whichever position it’s in at the moment, it’s still a goddamn futon. People who want to use it as a couch give you shit for not having a real
couch; people who want to use it as a bed give you shit for not having a
real bed. It’s acceptable in your living room, but only if you make extra certain to put it in couch position and hide the sheets before company comes over. Otherwise, you’d better hide it in a guest room.
Asexuality is a table. No matter how many times you tell people it’s not meant to be sat on, dickheads with no manners will try to park their nasty asses on it anyway.
What is it about Betsy that actually gets Andrew's (and then even Aaron's) respect? Everyone else loves her too. Unless she's drugging that cocoa, I want to know what's up! XD
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I have no excuses for how long this got oh my god
I feel like this is less of an answer and more me just going BEE BEE BEE
A couple months ago I remember warning my friend aionwatha not to get me started talking about Foxhole Court because once I get going I will not shut up. I can’t–it’s like a disease, a consequence of playing with (see: abusing) the same characters for 17 years.
Case in point: the ask I’m attempting to answer regarding Andrew & Mama Bee**. Some 600 words later I still haven’t finished rambling and I don’t even know if I addressed the question the way I was supposed to.
But let me trip over that again – seventeen years. Seventeen years of giving up & trying to walk away, then crawling back because despite how ridiculous the whole thing is I just didn’t want to let it go. For the longest time I knew if I could get just one stranger to read it and believe in it with me it would all be worth it. That was all I wanted, all I needed, please somebody believe in Neil
And now here we are, and here you are, and I wish I had words for how amazing you all are. You are the loveliest people I could ever hope to meet. Thank you feels horribly insufficient, but Thank you.
** below the cut because vague spoiler in that train of thought
Andrew didn’t let go until Neil nodded, and then he reached for Neil’s hand. He took his cigarette back, put it between his lips, and pressed a warm key into Neil’s empty palm.
what I am doing instead of figuring out how to finish ch1 of Elysium….
I’m starting to think that only wasdplz and syncytio play SWTOR but I wanted to show off my pretty bbs anyway. These eight are the backbone of my Harbinger legacy– I create and delete toons around them willy-nilly but these jerks are here to stay. Image-heavy.
Alright, we have one player! Eleven to go, and we can organize a match!
sure nika, because ONE team is enough to play a match xD
That’s why we need twelve players in total: six per team. That’d leave no subs, but given that finding people willing to play this game won’t be easy that’s a luxury we cant afford yet. ;)
oh, you’re already taking for granted that no one will want to play a game where you can potentially break a bone every ten minutes. wonder why xD
If I ever win the lottery I’m buying ya’ll tumblr peeps jerseys, just sayin’.
“Forget the Foxes and your useless high school team and your family. See it the only way it really matters, where Exy is the only road to take. What do you see?”
