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fresh-depression-soup · 6 months
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@nol-chuu
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Your daily dose of cat memes
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fresh-depression-soup · 7 months
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why is this. my motherfucker of a cat.
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Your daily dose of cat memes
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fresh-depression-soup · 7 months
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we bop turned 3 today! hell yea!
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fresh-depression-soup · 8 months
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fresh-depression-soup · 10 months
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ohohohoHO i got Ideas for this one squirming around in my brain
One can easily distinguish a true veteran adventurer from the masses, for one doesn’t fear those who show to the start of a dungeon with gleaming weapons and polished armor, but those who show up wearing casual clothing, looking like they just got done shopping in town not 5 minutes earlier.
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fresh-depression-soup · 10 months
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i, for one, am grandly enjoying my soup from a balcony
I bet you work at the anti-soup kitchen, which steals soups from the poor. 
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fresh-depression-soup · 11 months
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WHY THIS FUCK IS THIS M Y FAULT I DONT FUCKING LISTEN TO NARUTO I DONT EVEN W A T CH IT I FUCKING PLAYED U ASHNIKKO
spent too much time with @fresh-depression-soup and now im listening to naruto music. fuck. this is also ur fault at @nol-chuu btw
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fresh-depression-soup · 11 months
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Knives posts to reddit to unfavourable results. 
Bonus: Vash responds
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fresh-depression-soup · 11 months
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technically, you did that yourself by giving us lance content during ✨P r i d e M o n t h✨
divine strap-on hours w/ @nol-chuu and @fresh-depression-soup yall know how it be 😎😎😎😎😎😎😎 bc baby its not the size of the waves it is the motion of the goddamn ocean
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fresh-depression-soup · 11 months
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divine strap-on hours w/ @nol-chuu and @fresh-depression-soup yall know how it be 😎😎😎😎😎😎😎 bc baby its not the size of the waves it is the motion of the goddamn ocean
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WEVE BEEN MADE
💅✨S C A T T E R✨💅
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may i present to all y’all: my discord friend who is about to have a heart attack
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No one believes in aliens. Heck, even I don’t particularly have an opinion. But, there are facts that we should be aware of and that line-up suspiciously.
For instance, my family has a long history in military work dating back to the Founding Fathers themselves, more recently being in the Air Force. My great uncle was in the same unit as President George Bush Sr. in WWII, my dad’s dad and stepdad and my grandpa were Air Force during WWII and Vietnam, and mom’s dad was in New Mexico as one of the soldiers helping test the first atom bomb. It is truly astounding how far back family history takes you, how far it shows your blood has been. My dad has been around the country during his youth while his dad and stepdad were active duty, consequently seeing quite more of the U.S. than is probably available to the general public. He has recalled to my siblings and I exactly once, and in careful detail, of an event we are only privy to through accident. My dad’s mom’s side of the family lived in New Mexico during one of the most curious possible alien sightings, by circumstance of a family member being in service nearby at the time.
Roswell, New Mexico, is a place of great debate.
All I can say is that we have accounts, handed down to me by just two generations of family, that witnessed the most infamous day that birthed the phenomena of UFO sightings. But, is unidentified really true? The event is disregarded in history as a military balloon so why would the flying object be unidentified?
Perhaps it is unidentified because we do not actually know where it came from. If the first hand accounts sneakily passed through generations are anything to be believed, then aliens are just as real a possibility as imaginable. Nothing is concrete of course, the accounts have had plenty of time to be embellished through time, but even the bare bones picture of what is painted shows something similar to a worldwide cover up by the United States government.
It sounds crazy, because it is. But also my family is not the type to joke, especially when you talk about my dad’s mom’s side.
From the stories, my family saw snippets of the craft that was taken by far, far too many government vehicles and guarded by an unreasonable amount of local and national police. If this was “just a weather balloon,” it must have been a hell of an important one. Also, the recovered wreckage that was seen in transport was incredibly advanced and sleek, nothing that my family had ever seen before from test sites.
On its own, these circumstances are suspicious but not enough to make any declaration with.
So I will add the statements of my own father, who in the late 1970s or early 1980s, was with his parents going through a military facility in Ohio. They were there for a tour of sorts of the portions of the facility open to the public. My father, being young, dumb, and curious, snuck off from the group and wandered into the part of the facility top secret to anyone except the high ranking military staff. He had taken a staircase down a few floors and eventually ran into another museum kind of room - except it was filled with alien artifacts.
It has been long enough my father does not remember everything that was in the room, but he vividly remembers seeing pieces of smooth metal in thick, glass display cases titled, “Recovered Alien Craft from Roswell, NM.” My father was found soon after he made it into that room and was escorted out of the building with his parents, and sworn under NDAs they signed before going in, they can never publicly talk about anything they saw in the facility.
I’m starting to wonder now if that was a bad idea.
As I stare at the national news channel, witness to the live feed of alien starships sending smaller fighters across the world, I can’t help but wonder if secrecy was worth this. I can’t help but wonder if the world knew the truth my father whispered to me two decades ago, if it would become this bad this fast. I can’t help but wonder what better ways we could have defended ourselves if our oh so righteous government would have warned us of our apocalypse.
This is not the battle we thought we would face, but humanity has always reveled in war.
So we took up arms, our differences unceremoniously shoved in the corner. Humanity, for the first time in millenia, issued a state of peace with each other worldwide. Of course, we still had our differences at home, but faced with an invading trans-galactic force that harnessed light travel while we were cavemen, we United.
We didn’t know until long later when sharing stories with other intergalactic species, but the invaders had been torturing the sectors of space nearest to us for longer than lived memory. Their official species title was Xakkiel, when translated to human tongue, but well. In the early days we fought back from every corner.
We nicknamed them The Imperial Khans.
On the early warfronts, humanity was scattered and uncoordinated mostly. But then, leaders arose. It actually didn’t surprise the world too much about where these resistance leaders came from. Each of them had the same drawl, the same will, and the same vicious instinct. In these early days, interplanetary communication was hard to come by because most satellites were destroyed by the Xakkiel, but word of mouth threw the stories far and wide, encouraging other resistance pockets. From the depths of America, stories of the Rednecks prevailed.
The Rednecks went out to their hunting gear and dragged out every single weapon they owned, whether rifles, handguns, knives, even a few swords and medieval armor sets from history lovers. These were distributed among unarmed friends and family and from there, the world grew hope. Stories of camo-covered snipers, wiping out entire Xakkiel units dispatched through the Appalachians and the forests of the Deep South, stories of ambushes from hand-to-hand combat proficient humans, and one notable story of Xakkiels running across bear families and being mauled.
The Imperial Khans grew to be scared of the thick accents of some humans, of rugged, sunburnt skin, of the sound of shotguns cocking.
Humans went from laughing or being fascinated by the idea of aliens, to beheading them.
We don’t “believe” in aliens anymore. We despise them. We chase them through our backyards and lose pieces of ourselves in the process, but for every human that lost a limb, a Xakkiel lost its life. Other species are fighting back against the oppression of the Xakkiels now too. They heard through the stars of a soft bodied, yet determined and unbreakable race that was invaded and continued still, breaking the spirits of those who began the invasion.
Humans have banded together with broken Xakkiel craft and fixed it, using them to chase the invaders out of our solar system and others. Now we are the aliens - except we save the universe instead of destroying it.
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Ur Local Gay Is Back at it Again
did a guy recently lay his hand across my neck while murmuring in my ear sensually? maybe.
IN OTHER NEWS i have a new kink.
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YOOOOO IM GETTING TO PLAY VALORANT WITH THE GUY IM GOING TO SCREAM IM SO EXCITED
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aight so i’m having a gay crisis and need to poll the masses: TO GAY OR NOT TO GAY, THAT IS THE QUESTION
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im reconnecting with a dude i went to kindergarten through 7th grade with. issue: he’s hot now. issue: i’m a trans(pre T) gay dude. issue: i think hes straight. but also we had a mini thing when we were young? HOW DO I PROCEED?????
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me, crying to my therapist about how my now deceased cat used to eat lettuce out of unattended bowls on the table: 🥲😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
her, whom i love immensely, immediately: that’s the stupidest shit i’ve ever heard tell me more
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