Jrwi Hivemind Is Back Once Again, But This Time It's Fated, Not Bitb

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you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.

i love writing fanfic and making the characters do whackamole silly ass shit that is at least 20 tiers of separation from the plot if they’re even in the same universe. it’s like playing with barbie dolls because all the plots are deep and elaborate and involve struggles of oppression and violence and i solve every problem by making my two favorite ken dolls match each other’s freak narsty style.

dicks out friday

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.

br’aad vengolor is a manic pixie dream girl in the sense that i think if he had prolonged exposure to any particularly evil character who did not want to kill him he could probably fix them.

judas’ betrayal was an act of god. the apple that lodged in adam’s throat was an act of god. if i press my quiet lips to the tender spot on your neck where the original sin still sits heavy in your windpipe, is that an act of god or a sin? either way it tastes sweet.

i think velrisa greyrock bit people as a kid. like not in the cutesy lilo and stitch playfighting way or in a glamorizing way- i think she lost her first tooth in a fight. and i think she lost that fight, i think she never stood a chance in it- she was a little girl branded a monster and therefore a heretic. and i think when she peeled herself out of the afterforge dirt and came home, she didn’t tell ander who did it, no matter how much he asked. i think she woke up the next morning to the sharp point of a fang growing out of the hole where her incisor once was. i think velrisa greyrock, disowned by the age of five, woke up with a black eye and scraped knees; and i think she must have known her fangs were her goddess saying get up, my champion.

happy purim homos if the megillah has an epilogue mine are all valinf

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.