Self Made Man

Yes, the name is based on Aleister Crowley. I saw the name in a magazine as a child and liked the spelling.

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Hello, my name is Aleister. I am open for commissions of paintings and sketches starting at a negotiable price. Please take the conversation to personal messages to elaborate.

I am a transgender man, but masculinity is a complicated thing for me and I have dedicated this account to that. Despite my birth as female, I do not wish to be referred to as such. To invoke my presence, kindly employ usage of he/it pronouns in an interchangeable fashion. Thank you for your respect of that.

I speak French, English and Spanish. I am currently learning Russian, but I’m not the best at that. This is for the purpose of any international friends I may make; I encourage you to speak in your mother tongue. I am French in nationality, though sadly my papers show the wrong name. This shall be rectified soon.

The essential tags to watch out for:

Aleister posting: consists of things related to my self discovery. This tag will most likely include a variety of things; mostly my journey towards coming out, using my name, and expressing myself physically. Expect selfies, stories, and random bits of media.

artists on tumblr: this tag is used on all of my art, which I post here. One can recognise my art by my new signature on the bottom (typically the right hand side), which I’ve only just finished refining.

I’m collecting posts with my name in them: sufficiently self explanatory. I find posts with the first name Aleister in them and reblog them with some form of commentary.

modification: my journey towards modifying clothes. I will remove aspects of them, shorten them, and generally just alter them to fit my vision. This also is used for my modification of a Gundam figurine to resemble Tarn from IDW.

portraits of strangers: my drawings of people I’ve seen and don’t know.

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[ Begin ID: A screenshot of text that reads "you do not have to become smaller to be held." / End ID ]

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

First date!

(I’ve never done so)

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

A lovely thing about testosterone is that two months in your voice flips a switch from “female SNCF announcer” to “distraught reporter speaking live on the Hindenburg disaster” and your singing gets a bit shit for a while. A worthy tradeoff, but a hilarious one, nonetheless.

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

And he came back home, nothing went badly, and he never again smelled of iodine.

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Drowned man

I began this painting in September, and worked on it intermittently until the surprising day of its completion. Hurra.

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Brief portrait of the humble vampire

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

I sleep with two bed stands, one on the left of my bed, one on my right. As I lie in bed, my right holds a stereo, two hats, one canvas and a World War Two helmet, that I sanded down and repainted, after removing the compacted mess of insulation and wood that the rats had made in it.

This helmet is dented, and the strap, before I removed it for replacement, was worn.

This helmet, perhaps, this little metal skull skin, was worn by some individual during the war; or perhaps merely created for this grisly purpose of the deaths of good people in an endless fucking meat grinder of violence.

What would such a thing steeped in the blood of the possibly metaphorical many think of being placed beside a little boy, slowly growing up and occasionally moving it to use the radio, or wear a hat.

It now holds that which those who wore it fought to have, art in a peaceful environment. The forefathers of its new owner were inclined towards business and policy. The forefathers of those forefathers battled so that their sons may write for a better future, and their grandsons may be artists, and that is what has occurred.

The thing that used to protect the weak parts of humans now watches over the most vulnerable part of the man’s life, total prolonged unconsciousness on a daily basis. It witnesses a child grow up and is sometimes sniffed and batted at by a cat. That same boy spent a long time sanding it down and slightly botched painting it, but was proud nevertheless.

What could such a thing say, should it be blessed with speech? How would the very incarnation of the horrors of war react to the slow life and evolution of a modern boy to young man?

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I have sketched one of the guitarists of the entry bands for Sabaton; this one is Nightmare. Sabaton itself played after dusk, so my camera did that archiving job! I communicated through the noise on top, that is the reason for the censorship.

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I have finished all three written tests.

Image ID: an incredibly tired creature with curly blonde hair, dressed in a tweed hat and coat, covering a white shirt with yellow chequered waistcoat. It holds a pen in its left, non dominant hand. Arrows point to it, stating:

Unshaven

Mismatched cufflinks

Overslept and missed its alarm

20:30 Sabaton tickets

13:30 invite to Warhammer

Forgot what isotopes are *

* for a while

Dusty

Pupils different sizes

Untailored

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Doggies Magazine - Vampire: The Masquerade - Bloodlines (2004)

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Some Pride spirals! Enjoy~

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

A thigh or belly plaster is like lingerie to me. Especially when it has the most delightful little pattern.

Yes, you’re most proud of that little medal you’re wearing underneath your sober street clothes, a little tribute to the child you used to be in a fun pattern that nobody knows of but you (and some select few, should you be of such an inclination…), you spent a while in the bandage aisle at the pharmacy idly wondering whether it would hurt more to stab yourself or to wait to do it again, am I right?

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AITA for killing my dad? He was really boring and I'm a monster.

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

r/legaladvice

I (???NotAPerson) have been engaging in strenuous proceedings with a neighbour (60sM) who we will call A. Any attempt to visit him results in a confrontation, though I’ll keep fucking trying because I am absolutely no quitter. I am severely wounded by his statements regarding my character. He gives me such threats as “Don’t open that fucking door please please please” or “Get out, I don’t wanna see you, leave me alone” or “I’m calling the cops, you’ll see once they come!”. I have attempted to make it rather clear that as the cops have done absolutely nothing, I am in the clear to continue fraternizing with him to my cold dead heart’s content. Every attempt at a visit goes incredibly poorly, and I feel myself absolutely no guest even though I am going out of my damn way to see the bastard. Recently he went to the media and said the most horrid things about me and my character. Would I be in the clear to sue him for defamation and harassment? If so, how?

Tl;dr my new self imposed neighbour has it out for me and I have had enough playing Mx Nice Guy.

Edit: You people are twisted and sick in the head. I am NOT letting this go, I am NOT going to “leave him alone” (what the fuck was I even doing to him?!) and I am NOT going to scramble on down to the same place he slandered my good Name at. To whoever misread my username as u/FuckHandsMcMike, I wish I could give you an award but I’m reddit broke and money is not real.

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

It had become evident that any name I am involved with is destined to suffer some horrible fate.

The date is December 25, 2023 and I have brought home a lovely calico cat that I have chosen to name Cookies And Cream, a lovely name which I have chosen to shorten to Cecil. On November 3 of that same year, a rather illustrious show of the name of Invincible premiered its second season. This show features a central character by the name of Cecil Stedman. Every time I talk about my cat, I hear “CECIL!!! I NEED YOU CECIL!!!”. She has begun to recognise it and enjoys it very much.

In the early weeks of 2024, I introduced myself as Aleister for the very first time; following my birthday on the second of the following month, after picking the name many years before. On the fourteenth of January, Hazbin Hotel’s first episode premiered, featuring a prominent character by the name of Alastor. Now, when I present myself, there is a high probability that the fellow shall come up.

April of 2026; I have realised that a man of my status requires a suitable middle name. I choose Michael, after the angel and the Magnus Archives character, as good artists imitate, better artists steal. On the twenty-second of April, a biopic film about the musician and performer Michael Jackson releases, entitled Michael. I now hear a name I answer to mentioned on the bus as “that terrible movie nobody fucking likes”.

I do believe that I shall begin screaming, or perhaps causing harm to innocent architecture, as this is simply unfair and beyond my scope as a mortal man. Is there a fae wishing desperately for harm to befall my illuminated and well-accomplished name? Has some god turned its face away from me? I fear becoming a wedded man, for perhaps my spouse, upon taking my last name, shall take on this affliction and their name shall, be a central and recognizable feature in some popular media.

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You get a 50% employee discount!

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Receptionist at the courthouse