When You Realize You're The Male Side Hoe

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I HAV DECIDID 2 PUTT MAH SUPPERT BHIND STRANJE EONS EN DA DASHCON BALPET FITE, DA MUPET JOKR ES A PRP AND HATS DA GOFFIKS BUT STRENGE IS GOFFUK ENDD HAS SUPRTED MAH WERK! I PUT MEH WHOLE GOFFEK POWR WIT U STRANG U BETR NOT LUSE LIK A POZEUR, AVNGE US GOFFIKS!1!1!!1!!!1!!!!!!!!

ANYHOO ME AND DRAKO AND WELLOW (LUV U GERL FANGZ 4 BEING GOFFIK) AND BLODY MARY WELL BE WACHING AS A GOFFIK DUBLE D8!!!!!1!!1!!! ELL B WARING MEH MCR CORSET WIT A BLUD RED MINI DRESS AND HOT TOPEK BONDEGE PENTS END EM DOIN MEH MAK UP LIK DA MUZIC VIDO 4 HELLNA

GUD LUK STANGE!!!!1!1!!1!!1!

@musicalyeetreblr info dumping about the worst guy you’ve ever heard of

Another America Hetalia Headcanon @musicalyeetreblr encouraged me to post:

If America had son, he would name him after Davie and try his absolute hardest give him the happiest childhood possible. However, once this kid reaches his teen years, he’d have an extremely rebellious phase and foster a strong hatred for his dad. America would be absolutely heartbroken because he named this kid after someone he loved deeply and instead he’s been met with rejection. It’s as if he’s become distant to Davie all over again.

Insert Tsubasa wo Kudasai here

Ludwig van Beethoven-kun looked at the letter which he was found in his shoe locker. “Meet me at the cherry blossom tree behind the school” it entailed. This could only mean one thing and one thing only. Beethoven-kun got a bit flustered and even blushed at the idea of this happening to him. Why he of all people and who was this mysterious secret admirer of his? He stopped playing the symphony he was in the middle of writing and ran off to go to the sakura tree.

When Beethoven-kun ran to the sakura tree, gasping for breath. When he looked up, he saw… him… Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart-Chan, standing there, blushing at the sight of him. “What could this mean?” thought Beethoven-kun.

“Beethoven Senpai, you,,, actually came…” said Mozart-Chan in a soft voice. It made Beethoven-kun’s heart melt. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you…”

Beethoven listened deeply to what Mozart-Chan had to say. He couldn’t believe that his childhood friend, his best friend whom he had walked with to school everyday, whom he had shared classes, meals, and even beds with at times when the slept over at each other’s houses.

“U-um,,, you see… Beethoven-Seonpae,., f-f-f-f-f-for the longest time now.,. ever since we were boys… I’ve felt a certain way about you… o(>︿<)o” said Mozart-chan.

“Wh-what are you saying Mozart-chan?” Replied Beethoven

“W-w-well… th-the thing is…” Mozart hesitated to say, “A-a-aishiteru… B-Beethoven-senpai!”

Mozart jumped into Beethoven-kun’s arms and they held in tight embrace.

Beethoven was shocked. He never knew how Mozart-chan had felt before. If only he hadn’t been so stupid to see all the signs. Still, he held onto Mozart-chan.”

“B-but Mozart-chan! We’re both guys!” Blurted out Bethoveeen-kun.

Mozart looked up tearfully at Beethoven-Ken, only holding on tighter.

“I know but, I can’t help it. I don’t know why… but I just do. I know society doesn’t take too kind to people such as myself, the love of my life being the person of my same sex, my childhood friend of all people! Still, please! Be by mein side! Stay with me until the end of time! Please,!!1” replied Mozart-chan, eyes filled with tears at this point, on the verge of sobbing.

Mozart’s cheek was caressed, “Mozart-chan,,,” said Bait Oven.

He then pulled his fellow composter into a tender kiss, finally giving him an answer to his friend’s love confession.

“I love you too…”

“Beethoven-Senpai… BEETHOVEN-SENPAI!!1”

Tsubasa wo Kudasai intensifies

The two shared that passionate kiss. Both affirming their mutual love for one another. Beethoven never thought he would hear those words come out of his friend ever. Mozart-Chan was afraid of rejection of his childhood best friend and possible scrutiny from what society would think of him. But none of that mattered anymore. Both of them loved each other and they made it known. They would spend the rest of their lives together. Nothing mattered in that moment except for each other and their mutual love that would bind the, until the end of time.

They shared yet another passionate kiss and cherry blossom petals fell around them…

and then they had sex

THE END

Holy shit this the most beautiful thing I’ve seen FINALLY SOMEONE WHO GETS IT

and let me get your head on the conjugal bed, i say, i say, i say…

@musicalyeetreblr this u?

taking this out of the reblogs of my last post @deez-no-relation because I think it's important and its own thought.

There isn't any place similar to Tumblr on the internet. Here and now is the last shreds of an internet that was, an internet that could exist without monetization. An internet that lasted through so many ~pivots to video~, an internet that is text and gif and photo first. An internet that is driven by serendipity and the impetus of the user to do the searching, the digging, the work that is just handed to you by algorithms on other sites for the purpose of better advertising to you.

The best part about Tumblr is the reason why it can't monetize and I have been hitting up against this wall for literal years. There's magic here because it's one of the places that hasn't been overrun by ads. Every social site's business model relies on those midrolls, prerolls, in between story slides, because the money is what keeps them running.

Someone joked about making Tumblr a UNESCO World Heritage site and honestly? That's where my brain goes, too. Tumblr is a library. Tumblr is a museum. Tumblr is a third place. Tumblr is where people can go to be inspired and go feral over shit they love and indulge in passion and process their shit. How do you monetize that safely?

@taylorswift honestly this is your moment to bankroll Tumblr and save the internet (just kidding....) (unless.....)

As much as ppl call me the type of person who goes on Tumblr for some reason I barely use it I need to use it more Σ('◉⌓◉’)