#this joke is so stupid

[vethiah]

was reading the new free Chapter and felt this in my soul

[rinksrats]

does anyone even remember this vine?

[fizzym0th]

Me when I eat my friends

[voidedmelodies]

she slip on my knot til i’m (sic)

[magicratfingers]

“The Music of the Night” was the Phantom’s prog rock project

[coolpanda41]

KAKASHI IN SMASH!??!!?!?!!!

[sarcastic-sketches]

Cannot get the image out of my head of Kitsune!Anakin with his brand new twin cubs that he carries in satchels attached to his belt, one on each side, just so he can introduce them to anyone new by dramatically throwing open his cloak and announcing

"LOOK! I HAVE SUBWOOFERS" :D

[antiquityroadsshow]

Pisistratus gearing up to join his best bro on his sea adventure to find his lost father: And maybe along the way, we could Telema-kiss??

[essentiallydreadful]

House of 1000 corpses???

You mean a cemetery?

[epic-sorcerer]

Oh, you’re pansexual? Ok. Name every gender

[righteousdelusions]

Chainsaw Man is set in the nineties which means that if Fujimoto wanted to confirm Yoshida being strictly homosexual he could've put the piercings in the right ear in this essay i will-

[rockcat2112]

Quantum Reactor but it's made out of duck and a tractor

[animentality]

But how can a star trek?

[dev-does-doodles]

While they haven’t appeared yet, I wanted to give my first real OC, Fenn, some proper characterization through my “From Dusk till Dawn” comic project. I have a few ideas in mind, but one thing for certain is that they are friends with Dusk! Often the wingman to whatever hijinks that may occur!

So…here’s a stupid comic I made when that certain drink was popular. I swear I drew this because I wanted to get better at framing scenes.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.