The thing about reclaiming slurs is that once you've been affectionally called 'faggot' by friends, loved ones, and amiable fellows on the internet for long enough, you almost forget that it means something else to people who hate you.
Honestly at this point if a stranger on the street yelled "hey faggot!" after me, I'd probably turn around like "what?" like they'd just casually called me by name, and they were only trying to get my attention because they wanted to tell me something, before processing that they're being hostile.
more fionna cause i wanted her to be like this im sorry
Fellas, is it gay to live inside another man forever with Satan himself by my side?
I got put on the acephobia blacklist for reblogging a joke about the grinch not jerking off
I need someone to hold me gently and it's getting critical
Do y'all see it, do you see the vision
me reading about the same two characters falling in love over and over again in new settings
ive SEEN quiet toilets. i KNOW we have the technology.
I will get you home
me reading my happy little bedtime stories
meeee
I love visiting people who have some kind of pet reptile because they're always like "would you like to hold the reptile" and I'm like "of course I would" and then the rest of the conversation happens with me just holding a random reptile and the reptile Has No Feelings about the situation. They always just sit there, probably vaguely wishing to return to their heat lamp but clearly exuding an energy of This Might As Well Happen. and then I put it back in its enclosure and go home and the reptile very clearly has no strong feelings about the situation.