How the Questing Beast Chased, and Caught, Her Own Tail is a xenofictional story set in Puella Magi Madoka Magica’s wraith timeline, about personhood, gender, projection, Pascal’s Wager, uneven romance, and using the word “cabbit” up to three times in a single sentence.
(Cover art by Zerovirus, damn good artist and a friend of nearly a decade. Praise his noble name.)
look at me. listen. you need to take that six foot something transfem and you need to lay her on your chest and stroke her hair gently and rub her back and hold her tight like a beloved stuffed animal. do you understand me. you need to hold the tall girls in your life like you would anyone else. LISTEN to me
the new hotness is all about girls who are bad at basic tasks. rolling terrible cigarettes, making busted craft projects, cooking burnt food and mixing vomit-inducing cocktails, etc. and she smells weird as well thats important
ever since the height of quarantine, online spaces have been in a constant arms race to update and upgrade the manic pixie dream girl. it’s no longer enough that she wears goth clothes and listens to indie rock. now she has to be a sweaty neet who smells like burnt plastics. before long, the ideal alt girl will need to secrete an unidentifiable substance and crawl around on her 16 legs
