Please, leave Mixtinma alone. Thanks.
No. Bee, darling, sweetie, my beeson, I love you and I will fucking rip apart any little shits that think that they can harass you behind the fucking anon glasses.
Those fucks can fucking fight me to the death, and I swear on my unholy grave that if they come at you again I will show them how dangerous I can really be--because even if I can’t physically get to them, I want to mentally hurt them as much as they hurt you.
The little shits are more worthless to this world then the plague, but even the black plague was useful for something.
These are just worthless scum on the bottom of our shoes that can’t handle a good, honest depiction of a canon character that doesn’t fit their sexual fantasy.
So fuck them, I want them to come at me. I’m constantly in a state of fucking self hatred and doubt let’s see how bad they can be.