You never see a gay actor getting asked what it’s like to play straight - to my knowledge, at least, there is no difference in how heterosexual and homosexual people fall in love.
Monster Date Problems 1 ~ 8
Comics I’ve been making for my college newspaper. The one getting laid left and right is Jim, and the loner is Marcus.
Part 2: MDP 9-10
Part 3: MDP 11-12
Part 4: MDP 13-14
Part 5: MDP 15
Oh gosh I love this!
Because I like cute monster girls, but also hilariously realistic monster girls.
UGH I LOVE THESE SO MUCH.
this gets funnier every year
The year is 2042. Your daughter is awkwardly silent as she eats her dinner. “Something wrong sweetie?” She sighs and puts down her fork. “I was digging really deep in AO3 last night…Why didn’t you finish that coffee shop au?” It happened. Your past has come back to haunt you. Nay, it never truly left.
A police officer from West Hartford had pulled up across the street, exited his vehicle, and begun walking in my direction. I noted the strangeness of his being in Hartford—an entirely separate town with its own police force—so I thought he needed help. He approached me with purpose, and then, without any introduction or explanation he asked, “So, you trying to make a few extra bucks, shoveling people’s driveways around here?”
All of my homeowner confidence suddenly seemed like an illusion.
It would have been all too easy to play the “Do you know who I am?” game. My late father was an immigrant from Trinidad who enrolled at Howard University at age 31 and went on to become a psychiatrist. My mother was an important education reformer from the South. I graduated from an Ivy League school with an engineering degree, only to get selected in the first round of the Major League Baseball draft. I went on to play professionally for nearly 15 years, retiring into business then going on to write a book and a column for The New York Times. Today, I work at ESPN in another American dream job that lets me file my taxes under the description “baseball analyst.”
But I didn’t mention any of this to the officer. I tried to take his question at face value, explaining that the Old Tudor house behind me was my own. The more I talked, the more senseless it seemed that I was even answering the question. But I knew I wouldn’t be smiling anymore that day.
when a majority like white/cis/straight people complain about “reverse oppression” it’s like thrashing around in the shallow end of a pool with floaties on screaming that you’re drowning when all you gotta do is stand up and walk out meanwhile the rest of us can barely tread water out in the deep end but nobody notices since the lifeguard is tryna save your whiny ass
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Damn, every time I see this go by my dash, it has, like, 10K more notes. I’m awed by how much it seems to have meant to so many people, and incredibly moved to see so many notes saying that this has mattered.