#jack jackrum

so imagine you're seventeen and enlist to fight a war to make sure your entire life is not completely fucked over by religious nuts. you can't even get a day in that you're queer-adopted by the gayest straight man who ever lived, the most foppish fucker private school ever willed into existence, and this gloriously red, gloriously fat war hero who's also a war criminal (maybe? you certainly won't ask, he has huge fucking knives). they're your fathers now. they hate each other. they're also your direct superiors in the fucking army, cause you're still seventeen in a war. this happened to my friend polly perks