"it's inscrutable" maybe to you it is. I scrute it all the time
You get a Milkfish
Chanos chanos
i scrute the milkfish
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"it's inscrutable" maybe to you it is. I scrute it all the time
You get a Milkfish
Chanos chanos
i scrute the milkfish

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it is tiring, being endless political just as someone existing. my teacher asks me if i’m writing more of that “feminist poetry.” a lot of it is just talking about me, being a woman, being afraid in the city. i write about walking a line, about how i am expected to choose between home and work, how each comes with a slew of its own insults; how it feels when i am wearing shorts and there are too many men outside. these are just facts of my life. someone in the comments says, “where are woman even coming up with these crazy generalizations in their feminism?”
i hold hands with the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen and someone sighs when they see me. “do they have to make everything gay?” she asks her friend, loudly, “like, do you have to force those views in my face all the time?” i can’t stop blushing. my girlfriend holds my fingers tighter, tighter, tighter, until my knuckles are white, and i let her. somehow, this is us, protesting.
my father’s cuban blood stains my skin, i think. when i am honored with a position in the dean’s private council, a boy sneers, “you only got in because you’re hispanic.” did i? i spend the rest of our meetings wondering if i was selected for my stellar academic record, for the multiple recommendations, for the clubs i lead - or if i was just a move the dean made, to make use of me. when we all take a picture, the dean brings me in the front. in the first three we take, i am not smiling.
it is odd. “i exist.” i say, “i deserve to exist.”
“oh my god,” he groans, “we get it, you’re a feminist.”
that au wehere ilyukhina and yao dont die and everyone is a bit more happymaybe? a bit sillier?
Im tired of not speaking my truth to stay uncouth. We simply must torture The Character in perverse and cruel ways for my enjoyment and pleasure. Guards begin

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its always morally correct to give your blorbos disorders
i do need more "not platonic not romantic but a secret third thing" gracerocky fic where that, like. has actual on-page ramifications. like yes i can absolutely believe they go grace's full entire life without ever actually putting words to what they are, that makes sense that tracks that coheres. but, yknow. also. what if they did
what if a few months into the journey to erid, a few months of increasingly blurred lines and weird intimacies, grace finally makes himself Ask About Adrian. and what if rocky doesn't actually have a neat little polyamorous answer, because maybe eridians are mostly poly but what him & grace have going on does not in fact fit into any established eridian relationship types. just like it doesn't fit into any established human relationship types. they are now a culture of two!!! they aren't best friends they aren't dating they aren't eridian-queerplatonic none of those words are Enough. they want to crawl into each other's insides. grace has to look up that greek myth about being one person split into two cuz that is the closest pre-existing concept. they are uniquely singularly insane about each other. they have to invent new language.
fic where rocky gets really really into grace's EVA undersuit because of all the tubes and liquids and things. he's like ewwwwwwww disgust. but it's all an act
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it's okay to block people for being mildly annoying unless of course it's me in that case you're just gonna have to suck it up sorry

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My god its like they designed a rygos character tailored specifically for me
you should draw something related to grace and stratt being weird and really always attached at the hip
their relationship is special to me
she needed. a chair
I bring a kind of frozen deer vibe to situations that the headlights really seem to like
grace essentially proposing a dozen times in eridian culture and rocky is sweating like "does he know what hes doing or am i fumbling BAD rn"
Hear me out on Erid gone wrong, gone polycule

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im sobbing. ร็อกกี้ที่รัก 😍😍😍🥰🥰💕❤️🏳️🌈
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Grace, Marissa and her then-boyfriend