Brain: You know what this story needs? World building! A connection from the past to the present! Commentary on how following male-defined values isn’t appropriate for everybody!
hmm? what’s that? oh, you don’t like my seeds? *evolves into a fruit that bears no seeds but is now a monoculture that is especially susceptible to pests and disease* how about that idiot
As a kid, Coach was super fascinated with his dad’s golf equipment. He haaated golf, but was obsessed with how golf clubs worked, how they were made, how they felt. He learned all sorts of odd facts about them, like which would be best for what and why they were made the way they were.
It kind of became a stim thing for him to carry around a club he could touch and feel at any time. He got in trouble multiple times for trying to take one of his dad’s golf clubs to school.
You can't just say that and not show us, please show us this soy-sauce-conspiracy
the basic idea is that soy contains estrogen and therefore soy sauce and product containing soy are making men more effeminate, completely disregarding the fact that the amount of estrogen soy contains is so utterly minimal as to be negligible
anyway the new alt-right insult is Soy Boy so get ready to be called that some time in the near future
cut to me absolutely jugging some soy sauce for that sweet estrogen
i finally get to tell a story on Tumblr wow!
i work at a small ma-and-pop shop downtown in the city i live in, and you see a lot of weird people in there. this total weirdo came in and was being super creepy and pushy the whole time, and was obviously queerphobic because he kept asking if we like girls (like to make sure we’re straight or something?)
i had gotten off my lunch about half an hour ago, i got pad thai from a to-go place we frequent, and i was kinda snacking on my edimame (soybeans) when it was slow in the store. either way, this dude comes in, and i forget why, but he brought up this exact thing about soy. and i essentially said “oh, well im vegetarian, so a lot of stuff i eat is made with soy” and this guy gives me this half-horrified half-disgusted look and says “you gotta stop eating that, you’re gonna look like a tranny, man, that shit is full of estrogen” and my closeted trans ass reached over to my edimame and just started eating it in front of him
[during a tough battle, our warlock fell unconscious]
dm: alright, do your death saves
warlock: *fail, save, save, fail*
me, ooc: alright, stop rolling. I’ll give you a healing potion
warlock, ooc (?): you had a POTION? THE ENTIRE TIME??
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
