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[playertwoisheere]

𖤐 BMC AU POSTING 𖤐

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Featuring :

Clyde Mell - rhombus sweater boy

Fortunato Heere - skull sweater boy

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voice acting - Fishsticks (I'm unsure if they have or use Tumblr!!!)

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more about this AU is going to be posted soon! It is a nextgen AU!

★- {11/27/25}

[excaliefur]

Cathy: since it’s impossible to tell which part of my life is the middle, I’ve decided to have an ongoing crisis.

[tower-of-trash]

Should I continue making Filipino memes x ToG shitposts or nah

[virtualfindingsdocumented]

When I was 18, I spent one year studying abroad.

Some people in my family thought I couldn’t do it, couldn’t “survive” on my own. Every since I first started wanting to do it, I always heard questions of “how will you do X?” (mostly related to eating bc my food issues are tough)

I was scared as hell too, but I really wanted it and I knew I had a once-in-a-lifetime chance to live there, so I took it

During the months of preparation, my mom in special gave me a lot of stress with her obvious belief that I couldn’t do it.

I felt like an useless adult. I felt it before going, I felt it arriving there and failing to do some basic stuff (ie I needed to text my parents for them to teach me which train to take, and they had never even visited that place), I felt it when I got to know my classmates who obviously knew what they were doing while I didn’t

I have read and reflected a lot lately and I realized that most of the reasons for people, including myself, to believe I couldn’t do it are due to traits related to autism (combined with being raised by overprotective parents, which I already knew).

In the end I could do it. I ended up worsening my depression because I isolated myself a lot from everyone during that time, but I learned to adjust. I did indeed find food I could eat and learned to order it in their language, I learned how to use public transportation and to remember the ways to places, I learned to use a stove and I even got to meet people who don’t even speak my mother language. I also realized that even the people who seem to know how to adult don’t really know it so well.

[maskboo]

hi im a guy whos mlm bc im mostly attracted to masc aligned people but i also use he/she pronouns and im poly as hell; and while stating this, i have dated women before but im actually still gay

[hurricane-bady]

im getting too powerful drawing mcboo stuff. I stright up coppied the coloring from the webcomic and idk this is my first atempt at doing lineart

too tell you the truth, I dont think anyone whould care if I talk about the webcomic a lot here

[sgtbxckybxrnes]

Storytime

So today I was walking around at the park, near the skating rink and I had pause t ok take some pictures. While I was taking pictures, this guy walks over to me and starts talking. I pretend I don't hear him because I saw him walk over and he is like 5'10 or something and all muscles and stuff and I didn't want any problems. After like 5 minutes of me ignoring him while I take my pictures, I go to cross the street before he grabs my arm, preventing me from move. He gets mad and was like "I'm talking to you. Don't ignore me." And I just asked him to let go of my arm and I just wanted to go home and he didn't let go. He started to get really angry at this point and I'm getting scared because I'm not supposed to be home for an hour and I don't have a check in for 30 minutes so if this guy did something it would be a while till someone would noticed something was wrong. Just as he started pulling me this group of eight kids walk over, acting as if we were life long friends. And mind you I've never seen them in my life. So they come over, full of piercings, some have crazy hair, laughing and saying that they were ready and how could I wander off. At this point the guy loosens his gripping enough for me to slip out and after I did the girls pulled me away and like surrounded me while the guys were telling the dude to get lost and when he started to get aggressive they threatened to call the cops, which made him book it the other way. After he was gone, they made sure I didn't know him, and that I was okay and stuck with me as I said I had to get to the other side of the park so I could tell the park people about this guy. We ended up seeing one of the park Rangers and we told him about it and one of the girls showed him a picture she managed to get. They ended up finding him lurking around the playgrounds. These kids, ones that most people would think are bad people, possibly saved my life, because I don't know what would have happened if they didn't intervene. Please, don't automatically assume kids with piercings and died hair are bad people, because if you do you might overlook the ones that really are.