big pharma will try to sell u $20 cold medicine like spicy ramen doesnt cost like a dollar a pack and orgasms are free

big chemist will try to sell you £20 paracetamol like beans dont cost like a quid a can and havin a wank costs fock all

i find it so funny that the subreddit for kralsei shipping is called r/toothpasteboys because like. honey. neither one of those characters are boys

Robotgirl having a shitty day and painting every pedestrian passing by with a target lock on her HUD until she gets home

continuously amazed at how easily people view JK rowling's bigotry as completely and entirely abstract. like she's not "a famous author who has some bad views" she's an influential bigot, as in, directly funds projects that harm trans women, directly contributes to transmisogynist legislation. to buy harry potter merch isn't just like, oh, i support the art not the artist. it's basically forking over cash to someone who is openly, publicly, fostering a more bigoted world through direct action. it's like watching elon musk do the hitler salute and going "oh well i don't know i just bought the cybertruck cause i like it"

i don't want to be near someone who constantly invests their fucking hobby money in hate symbology. i don't care how much you like your fucking fandom plushies, i do not want to be reminded day in day out of world's most famous terf who would love for me to die. I don't care if your terf merch was ethically sourced, i don't care if your terf merch has a lot of emotional sentiment, you're cuddling up your bedroom with fucking swastikas for all i care. I don't really care that the trans woman you live with was mean to you actually.

Air to air combat is the easiest form of warfare to argue that both parties consent to. Dogfighting is basically kink and it should turn you on at least a little.

This honestly does it all such little justice. You need to know your opponents airframe intimately- how it handles, turns, how much it weights and how it pulls against the air. How to dance with her body elegantly, and all for just a brief moment under the sights. The strain of your body as you pull the stick, the strain of the engines as they try to give all the force you need. All for a glimpse. The blood rushing from your head as you push forward, the fight for elevation, dominance, potential energy. Position is gained slowly and lost quickly. Eagerness can find you vulnerable, under the eye of your enemy. And all they need too, just a brief glimpse. Just one moment under her sights till you’re undone, penetrated, bleeding oil and smoke and shuddering.

Aircraft Mechanic (angry): Hey! You're trying to fuck my wife!