I am shaking with rage.
After my many unpleasant encounters with women these past few days (anon hate, mother being a pest) I updated my DNI to include women. I take my DNI very seriously and expect people offline to respect my boundaries as well. Naturally, the females in real life have been making this Incredibly. Fucking. Difficult. Fine, I will simply find more Males and Non Binaries to follow on tumblr and continue blogging in my female-free space to avoid their complaining and their feminism. I begin to scroll through the blogs of people I am following to see if the people they reblog from are not pesky women, so that I may follow those people as well.
When lo and behold, I see an intruiging post on one such blog about vultures (death and all things related to it captivate my twisted mind). I see it was reblogged from someone who, in their description, refers to themselves as a "Mr. Strange." I am delighted to find a male, and even more delighted to find someone with a strange and dark mind similar to my own. I scroll for a bit and. What's this? A screenshot with a youtube channel, the same name as this tumblr user.
The screenshot contains a Woman, but I assume this to be a guest on Mr. Strange's channel, at best. Certainly not a fellow host, and certainly not Mr. Strange himself.
I venture to the Youtube Channel. The female is on every thumbnail. My hands close into fists. Right before I fly into a rage, I remember a crucial piece of information: The Transgenders! This is clearly just a Transgender Male who dresses in a feminine manner. Why else would this person go by Mr. Strange? I smile to myself, relieved. I'm sorry, Mr. Strange for mistaking you for a female.
I was mistaken. After many confusing videos and video titles, I realize that Mr. Strange is not their name. It is a joke. A mockery of us men. I have been unknowinly watching. A woman. For hours. I am so enraged, and I am lucky that my boyfriends (K and J) are here to calm me down or I would go dark mode fucking permanently. Men, be warned: the woman's account is Strange Aeons. If you see a "Mr. Strange," remind yourself: A WOMAN.
i’m gonna put it on ao3. it’s my baby boy and i love it and i create for a niche audience (myself and parallasso)
who wanna read a play i wrote its real sad and horrible and i wrote it in six hours and it’s perfect and divine
THIS THIS THIS. we are giving u all our mental illnessess. open ur mind to the possibility:
scythebelts.
since scythebelts is gaining more popularity (as in ive seen like 3 other ppl talking abt it, which is a huge improvement from when it was just in @jamieycomplainey 's and I's dms) i think everyone needs to know of my favorite au of them, which is the goth/country au
weve gone through many iterations of how it happens, from goth vel and country boy sylnan, to the occasional what if sylnan was a goth and vel was country, theres a lot of backstory that is trapped in our dms which axel would be able to explain better but i think the idea of this needs to exist in peoples minds
LIKE WHY ARE ALL MY OTHER INTERESTS SO WEIRD. i like to go to frat parties. i like to watch opera. i like les miserables. i like to fix my clothes. my favorite book series is a british 14-book series made for middle school boys about sky pirates. i like to smoke weed. i like to work out. i like 80’s pop and i like power metal and i like broadway i’m A FREAK!
genuinely i need to be either more or less autistic about the fated. wdym nobody else has any fics for them. wdym i think of them every time i see any tiktok ever. im gonna start reading les miserable fanfic i swear to christ
babe are you okay you keep opening and closing the notes app again. no babe it’s cool i swear it’s just that screaming into the void won’t cure it. it will lessen the ache but then most things will and one day you will have to lay down and let it roll over you instead of making it into art.
dude why is ander’s lore so acutely stupid. what do you mean he’s a
that’s not how nieces work.
let’s say, hypothetically, ander is a firstborn, and his parents have him at 18. when he’s 30, his parents are 48. let’s be generous and say they stop having kids at 50, and their last kid is velrisa’s dad. he grows up. let’s be generous and say he’s 30 (we see him in middle age in the clip with vel’s sister) when he has velrisa’s sister, and 35 or 40 by the time velrisa is born.
that would make ander 85-90 when velrisa is born. he promises to protect velrisa as long as he lives when she is three. that makes him 88-93 at the time she starts living with him. she is 19 at the start of the campaign- and nobody has any mentioned birthdays so let’s consider all ages static. they all were born on january 1st.
19-3 is 16, so our estimate for ander’s age becomes 101 to 106 at the time of canon. instead, he’s
and like. i get it. i do. bad storytelling? found in the bad storytelling place???? fork found in kitchen!!!! dick found in ass!!!!!! nobody is surprised!
but on like. a genuine level. i made the most liberal efforts possible to defend ander being
and it is just not making sense. like. he and vel’s dad are described as looking to be a similar age. he and vel’s dad have a close relationship soured by ander’s championship to the goddess. ander was crowned champion long before velrisa entered the picture and probably before her dad was even born. no fucking unborn baby is gonna have beef with one of their brothers finding spiritual fulfillment.
we can infer the rest of the family doesn’t have beef with it, as ander was close enough to the rest of his family to have context on velrisa’s life and curse. why the fuck is he
Have been rewatching ouran recently and decided to doodle my favs. I love these little guys
as a psa
-i’m in the middle of changing my major and getting a new job
-my usual beta reader is in the middle of a compsci degree and busy as hell
-my other beta reader is about to give up romance/porno for lent
expect a little over 35k words of scythebelts as soon as college takes it’s boot off my neck- or, more likely, expect it with the end of lent and the return of our lord and savior jesus christ, on easter sunday.
i’m a LOSER and all my classmates call me a STONER even though i am NOT one and i have a CAFFIENNE ADDICTION and i am having withdrawl headaches from DIET COKE and i hqve like THREE FRIENDS and i am emotionally shackled to some guy form like two months ago who kept kissing me but only when we were DRUNK and he DOESNT like me and we don’t TALK and i HATE HIM and i hope he DIES and i have NO boyfriend and TWO TEMP JOBS and NO FUCKING MONEY and a BROKE ASS CAR and like THREE FRIENDS and NO BOYFRIEND it bears repeating and i NEED to get hit by an AMERICAN PETERBILT OVERSIZE LOAD SEMI TRUCK!!!!!
an envelope slides under your door while you are asleep. you wake up. you open it. it says “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic, accidental magic”. the font is slightly larger than the day before. as you finish reading it turns into a sheet of very thin, plastery material and disintegrates at your touch.
a piece of paper labeled “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic” slides under your door. it turns to ash in your hands.
might start listening to the og just roll with it campaign