If you don't know me then hi! I'm Booksi, your local immortal storyteller thrown out of my original world to come tell you all the tales I have seen and helped foster! I may miss my home but that's no matter! I love the games you play here! You basically made my old job in a game format! The sims! It helps me feel less useless now I can't leave here.
So. You want to find me? Well too bad! You won't! :)
But... If you want my twitch where I stream sometimes? Then here ya go!
https://www.twitch.tv/BooksiBo
I am trying to find a way I can tell you some of my favourite tales but so far I am struggling a bit with that, trying to pretend I am human takes up most of my time!
Happy pride!!! Hope you have a wonderful time with whatever you may be doing! Hate has no, and will never have any, place here. I will always do my best to ensure that my community is one of love, happiness and joy.
Remember you are loved, cared for, and deserve all the sunshine <3
Big shoutout to anybody who's fucking struggling right now
who having just a real dogshit trying time right now
anybody who's staying alive
anybody who's staying sober
anybody who relapsed but is moving forward
anybody who is choosing harm reduction
anybody who is seeking support when they need it
anybody who is trying their best
anybody whose best doesn't look that pretty right now
anybody who's fucking sick and tired and doing it anyway
shoutout to the weirdos, to the struggling, to the dykes, the fags, the queers, the trannies and the cripples
shoutout to those flaring up and forced to cope
to anybody who would really like to just not give a fuck but knows thats not an option
to anybody who's exhausted
to anybody who's alone or feels alone
to anybody putting off the bad shit for just another day
to anybody who's taking a nap instead of doing something permanent
I love you, the world's a fucking mess but it's a fucking better place with you in it
Booksi posting about Dr Carmilla? More likely than you think!!
(I love this character SO MUCH)
PLEASE LISTEN TO EXHUMED AND UNPLUGGED, ITS REALLY GOOD!!!
So, like any queer teen, I got BORED and got into the mechs, found lashings and went: OMG WHO IS THIS PERSON. THEY ARE SO COOL!!
(Now I listen REGULARLY.)
(Fun Fact, they were the first person I ever made fanart of!!)
But also, just to say this! Seeing a queer person centre their stories around being queer and be so unapologetic about it, has made me feel so much more confident. Thank you so much. (I hope this doesn't come across as parasocial, it is not meant to be)
If you dont know who she is, they are a creation of Maki Yamazaki, and the creator/mad scientist/parent?? Of the mechanisms!
Long story short, I love music and all things gay!
I am so happy to have found a place where that is the norm <3
Trans rights are always human rights, first and foremost.
Second I cannot express anything but my sympathy to the people in India who are affected by this regressive and disgraceful new bill. For those unaware I will link an article, but please take the time to further educate yourself.
In India, since 2019, there has been a right to self identify. This new bill revokes this. Not only that, but it narrows the definition regarding trans people, rewording their original definition to exclude those who identify differently to their birth sex. There is no reason for this. It is abhorrent.
To be queer is to fight for everyone, we are not equal until everyone is equal.
Trans rights are always human rights, first and foremost.
Second I cannot express anything but my sympathy to the people in India who are affected by this regressive and disgraceful new bill. For those unaware I will link an article, but please take the time to further educate yourself.
In India, since 2019, there has been a right to self identify. This new bill revokes this. Not only that, but it narrows the definition regarding trans people, rewording their original definition to exclude those who identify differently to their birth sex. There is no reason for this. It is abhorrent.
To be queer is to fight for everyone, we are not equal until everyone is equal.
My my my, it has been a.. while.. so what have I been up to?
E X A M S
that and joining an SMP!! It's very cool (called Divine SMP. Go check it out. it's on tiktok and twitch!) I have also been working on a few things- more writing!! And obsessing over the mechanisms. Obviously.
"A tale is to be told, so it will be. No beauty can be found in this event, so my story will be as such. Short. Succinct. Certain.
We trusted them at first. A fool's notion, trust, yet it clawed it into our hearts and stood strong there, alongside other unmatched feelings, love, hatred, hope. Two of those have left us all as well. Not leaving in the sense it will return, no, they ran and with them left a blaze of rage that paused for no one. A cold, clammy rage that melted and burnt all it touched. Yes I know the metaphors mix, but given my rather unwelcoming state of mortality, I believe it won't offend too many. Now, back to the men. The cowards that hurled death at us without warning nor mercy. Familiar war turned into blood baths, into raw rage, into loss. Our loss. Our blood lining streets, walls and homes turned houses. Not even a monster could fathom it. And now, a great death has fallen upon us all, finalising our demise. Fatalism has become our hope, our mercy. Nihilism burning brighter than any sick sorrow they could ever cultivate.
Revenge is all I've got now. That and the certainty of death that will soon consume me. I have nothing left. That was my tale."
Friendly reminder, given the state of England's policies I am always and forever supportive of trans people (also technically one of them but I pass as my agab). Stop harassing people who want to live their lives. Trans rights. 🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️
My name is Abdelmajed.
I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries.
Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope,
but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety.
Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
