WELCOME 2 H3LL, M0THER3FFERS

"W-what?" I stammered. "What ever do you mean, Liuouis?"

"I mean The Quietest Hearts Roar the Loudest of fanfiction.net which can be accessed with THIS LINK!" Liu screamed, tears in their eyes.

"It's not what it looks like, Liu!" I rejoindered passionately. "It's a mere creative writing exercise, nothing more--"

"'Then I got in2 Sigma position, and Jeff the Killer and I mated soulfully in2 the night and morning and even the afternoon and evening again,'" Liu cried, quoting The Quietest Hearts Roar the Loudest directly 2 my face. "A creative writing exercise? I'm not stupid, Wormchamp. This is SELF-INSERT FANFICTION."

I broke in2 a sob and fell 2 my knees in front of them. "Fine! It is! And I'm ashamed, Liuous. Ashamed 2 have written such explicit yaoi. Ashamed 2 have hidden it."

"It's not the yaoi, Wormchamp," Liu choked out through his tears. "It's that you wrote it about JEFF."

I banged my fist against the ground. "I know, I know! I just can't get him off of my mind!"

"And I can't get him off mine, but this isn't how I deal with it!"

"It's different for you, Liu. He's your brother. But 2 me..." My voice trailed off, and I wiped away a tear. "2 me, he was everything."

"I don't know what 2 say, Wormchamp," Liu said. "I thought your heart was with me."

"Of course I love you, Liu. But..." I bit my lip. "But I also love Jeff. And I think you do, too."

Liu coughed in a painful sob. "It's true!" They fell 2 their knees beside me. "We can't keep going on like this. Our relationship isn't built anything but our pasts with him."

"That's not true," I fought back. "Maybe in the beginning, but now...there's so much more. We can get through this. I'll quit writing Jeffchamp fanfiction, I promise, and I'll never think about his lithe Omega form ever again."

Liu sat up and took a swig of Monster. "I guess I'll believe it when I see it." He stood and left the room, slamming the door gently behind him.

Friendly reminder that if your "kawaii yaoi boys" aren't EXPLICITLY, ENTHUSIASTICALLY, and VERBALLY consenting in all manners (including spiritually!), then that's problematic and you need 2 look inward and make a change. I don't make the rules!

I opened up the door 2 find Jeff the Killer, soaking wet like a wet dog. Ah, Summer rains...you can never predict them. Just like a certain Killer.

Jeffrey smiled sheepishly. "I like what you've done with the place," he quipped timidly.

"Silence, Jeffrey," I hissed. I gestured 2 my room. "You can put your bags in there. Just--"

But before I could finish my sentence, Jeff had entered my room...and found Liu in there. "What the EFF is he doing here?!?" Liuous roared. "Wormchamp, what is the meaning of this?"

I walked between the siblings 2 defuse the tension. "Liuouis, Jeff Discord called me last night," I stated calmly. "He said he needed a place 2 stay, and I had no choice but 2 oblige."

Liu glared at their brother. "After everything we discussed, Wormchamp, you let HIM back in2 our house?"

"Don't blame Wormchamp," Jeff the Killer butted in. "Blame me. I turned 2 Wormchamp knowing his heart is too big 2 leave me on the streets. Don't hate him for his kindness."

"I guess you're right..." Liu mumbled. "But why are you even here?"

"That's right, Jeff," I agreed. "Why DO you need a place 2 stay?"

Jeff sighed embarrasedly. "Well...I was staying at Slenderman's place, when Ticci Tobias and I had a falling out. I told him I wouldn't take his nonsense anymore, and he called me 'a bleeding heart,' among other things. Needless 2 say, we started feuding every day. The mansion became more like a boxing ring---but with words instead of fists.

"You know Slenderman...he can't bear 2 see us fight. He told me we'd either have 2 make up, or one of us had 2 leave." Jeff the Killer huffed. "And you know what I chose..."

"That's 'tboys' for you," Liu muttered, then gasped. "See, Wormchamp! Having him around is forcing me 2 use anti-SJW language!"

"I've left that life behind," Jeff the Killer stated bashfully. "And I expect 2 be corrected if I ever fall back in2 those old habits."

The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a killing knife. I shook my head and shoved a mediocre blanket in2 Jeff's arms. "It's the couch for you, Jeffrey." I lowered my voice 2 a threatening whisper. "And don't you dare ruin what Liuouis and I have going, got it? This is just an act of charity."

- ur local clock-kisser (no that is not a typo.)

R-really? I...I always treat Real Gays with love and respect. Heh...some say too much respect. In fact, whenever I indulge in yaoi, I always pause at the explicit scenes 2 analyze what is going on inside the minds of these Queer Individuals in order 2 get a better understanding of them as the complex beings they are.

I was coming back 2 the family desktop, ready 2 get back 2 blogging, now armed with two bowls of Creep-Itz (one for me, one for Homicidal Liu), when I saw my parents sitting at the desktop.

I nearly dropped my Creep-Itz. I’d forgotten in my hunger 2 shut off the computer, and now my sins were laid out for all (the Rents) 2 see.

For you see, dearest Wormchat—-if you’ll still permit me 2 call you that—-I was not actually blogging.

I was writing a Jeff the Killer Omegaverse Yaoi Lemon.

My parents looked at me with concern in their eyes—-sympathy, but not empathy. “We wanted 2 have a talk with you,” my mother said.

I saw red. “This is about the Yaoi, isn’t it?” I howled.

“Oh, you mean your story?” my mother asked. “I did read a little when I saw it left open. I couldn’t help myself.”

I suppose I wouldn’t be able 2 help myself either if I saw such a captivating piece of literature just laying around…

“I mean, you’re at that age,” my mother said.

“How was the prose…” I mumbled.

“Quite impressive,” my father replied (he is a college English professor). “You have quite the imagination.”

“But I guess that leads me 2 our larger point,” my mother continued. “We’re worried about you, Wormchamp.”

“Worried? Wormied???” I shouted.

“You’ve seemed really isolated lately. I haven’t seen you hang out with any of your friends lately.”

“Friends?” I muttered. “What friends?”

“What happened 2 Hunter and Claire?” my father asked.

“You seemed 2 get along really well with them,” my mother stated. “We’re just worried that all this time alone on the Internet isn’t very healthy for you. You seem a little depressed.”

“I’m not alone when I’m on the internet!” I proclaimed fiercely. “And I have friends! Friends on the internet. Friends that…oh, you wouldn’t understand…”

“We just want 2 see you happy, Wormchamp,” my father said. “And maybe spending some time with real life people would help with that.”

“Bakas!” I screamed. “You’re just a couple of bakas!”

I turned and ran 2 my room, ready 2 unburden myself 2 Homicidal Liu…but their face looked heartbroken.

I EFFING LOVE OMEGAVERSE YAOI.

I was hiding hecause I was ashamed even in pride month because i thought thag it wqs sick and twisted 2 indulge in such lustful desires and i thought it kade me a bad ally 2 gay men because it fetishizes them but guess what? I love fetishizing gay men.

I AM SOSOSOSO SORRY but it is what it’s in ng heart and my parents always taight me 2 listen 2 my heart and J am sorry all gay men and ESPECIALLY 2 my followers (love) who have beej there from day 1 and wjo have even backed up my LIES.

I am not a Wormchamp I am a Worm LOSER and LIAR. I understand if yoh hate me now but the pressure was building and it felt lile everyone saw through my lies but at the same tkme there was so much love based on a LIE. You saw the Worm you thought I was—-a civil and mature worm who does mot “get his socks off” 2 Omegaverse yaoi and I am sorry but that is not who I am.

It was just so painful 2 hide and I felt like I was hiding such a big part of myself even when Is aid that this blog was me bearing my soul??? More like bearing my FALSEHOODS lile having the children of my SINS.

Because if there is kne thing worse than fetishizing fay men it is LYING about fetishizing gay men and I am not a loar. Not anymore.

I hope you all can forgive me…but I don’t expect you 2.

Peace and love oeace and love,

and we WONT listen to what dark worm tells us >:(

THANK YOU. Dark Worm is not 2 be trusted...and he definitely does not love the bisexual community as much as The Worm.

*I hear a slithering behind me*

*scoffs* "Dark Worm, what is it now? Come 2 spew some biphobia?" I query in a low, masculine voice.

"Quite the opposite," Dark Worm shoots back. "I'm here 2 say this: I don't care if you think I lie or not, because I know I'm telling the truth. But if you believe anything I say, choose 2 believe this: Dark Worm embraces the bisexual community with open arms."

*I smirk touchingly* "Heh...for once, I believe you, Dark Worm," I admit. "Keep this up, and I might finally let you try a little of my famous Creepy Pasta!"

Dark Worm gives me a playful nudge of the shoulder. "Let's not get our hopes too high, Wormchamp."

After much deliberation, Jeff the Killer cast his ballot in favor of Cornell West. Many told him that a vote away from Mz Harris was a vote for Trump—-but Jeffrey could not in good conscience vote for Kamala with everything she supported!

As Jeffrey and I reside in a largely Democratic area, he knew we would not risk tipping the electoral college in favor of the Republicans. So he slipped that ballot in2 the box and walked proudly away! He knew, logically, that Mr West would not win—-not in a corrupt two-party system such as this. But maybe, just maybe, if everyone thought like Jeff—-if everyone voted with hope in their hearts and a gleam in their eyes—-there would be millions more casting their ballot in favor of candidates committed 2 real change.

(2 be clear, this was a decision I heavily collaborated with Jeffrey on, as he was essentially “voting for two.” This was back before he betrayed our soul bond and while I do not support Jeff the Kilelr anymore I still support this decision).