#disemvoweled asks

[the-disemvoweler]

Disemvoweler has the same vibes as a cartoon villain. Doctor doofenshmirtz kind of guy. Probably traumatized by vowels in childhood and seeking revenge

Dsmvwlr hs th sm vbs s crtn vlln. Dct dfnshmrtz knd f gy. Prbbly trmtzd by vwls n chldhd nd skng rvng

An E killed my father

[the-disemvoweler]

f hd mndbls 'd clck thm tgthr lk tngs ll th tm

If I had mandibles I'd clack them together like tongs all the time

[the-disempunctuationer]

Hi this is a new blog I made.

Inspired by the below post.

(self promo) my main is @specialkindofidiot

Tags:

#disempunctuation: more for the pile!

#not disempunctuation: what it says it is

#ask disempunctuation: I take your words and fuse them

#image disempunctuation: Your pictures are mine

#he speaks: original post o.o

[accidental-fandom-reference-hub]

Making an Accidental Fandom Reference blog!

Note: These steps don’t necessarily have to be followed in this exact order, but this is generally a good guideline.

Step 1. First off, make sure there’s not an active blog doing the same thing already. This is a bit hard, since I probably haven’t documented all of these blogs.

Step 2. Follow some non-fandom blogs! Gimmicks are especially helpful for this. Some ones I follow are:

@mostly-funnytwittertweets

@the-disemvoweler

@kiki-or-bouba

@eggblackoutpoetry

Step 3: Create the blog as you would with any other side blog. You can change the icon/banner and add a custom theme if you wish!

Step 4: Make an intro post or add a description explaining what you do!

Step 5: Tag me in your intro post or drop me an ask so I can add your blog to the list!

Step 6: Scan posts for accidental references! You can decide how absurd or reasonable you want the connections to be and how exactly you format your reblogs.

Miscellaneous Tips:

Queue, queue, queue! This is great for if the amount of free time you have every day varies wildly.

If someone tags you, don’t queue the post, otherwise that will make you look like you don’t respond!

Don’t stress about it! This is meant to be fun.

Sometimes, if the queue is running low, I like to just scroll a non-fandom blog look for accidental references, and queue posts.

[ash-lien]

tips to not look like a bot

change pfp, most important step

reblog liberally

make shitposts

change header and blog colors

more tumblr tips

we're all losers

everything is anonymous, you can follow random people

cultivate your dash, don't be afraid to unfollow (although I like to send a short note, it's not required) or block someone

filter any tags you don't like in your settings! nsfw stuff, triggers, etc. (ex: your filtered tags might be #tw murder, murder, #nsfw, #cw body horror, body horror, #tw transphobia, transphobia)

feel free to scroll through someone's blog and like and reblog their stuff. it's not creepy. usually

people swear freely here. i swear occasionally and just tag for profanity when i do

research fairy vs walrus, vanilla extract, the color of the sky, i like your shoelaces, spiders georg, and children's hospital color theory blood trail

every year we celebrate the ides of march

go to the settings and opt out of that ai data sharing thing. you have to turn this off individually for your main blog and any of your side blogs

tag your posts with relevant stuff. you can also talk in tags to add stuff that isn't really interesting for people who don't follow you or to add an afterthought. if something asks your personal stuff or you're reblogging a poll you voted in, use tags. tags aren't preserved in reblogs

you can follow tags of things you like (#tally hall, #melanie martinez, #hazbin hotel, #art, etc.)

no one can see your follower count

bots will follow you

people love their mutuals here. follow me back?

you can't re-vote in a poll, so click carefully!

neil gaiman and nasa are on here

there are no influencers, but @pukicho, @one-time-i-dreamt, and @bettinalevyisdetermined (is that her url?) come close (idk if tagging people works in asks if it does sorry guys)

there are lots of gimmick blogs, from the post uwuifier to hellsite genetics to the people that identify things in posts like cars, knives, etc. (can't remember the exact urls)

yes, there is a blog that counts the number of letter ts in a post. yes, there is a kitty broker and a puppy broker. yes, there is a blog that posts the "fag of the day", which is always Paul McCartney. yes, there are two blogs that disemvowel posts.

there are blogs specifically for reblogging and creating polls (they do take requests!)

the corporate gimmick blog verse and the celestial same pic verse are pretty cool

lots of people here are lgbtqia and/or neurodivergent

the ceo is transphobic and people want him to die in a car crash with hammers flying everywhere and multiple explosions (or something like that)

if you can't donate, signal boost! reblog!

also if you want some tally hall blogs to follow, consider @sincerecinnamon, @edgingattheedgeofauniverse, @pigeoninabowl69 (a lot of spanish tho) and their side blog @hawaiipartyii (all english), @queeniesretrozone (although they don't interact with tally hall stuff much anymore, they're still nice), @aquakatdraws, and those people's mutuals as well!

the harry potter fandom on here has a lot of TERFs, so tread carefully

people love supernatural, dr who, sherlock holmes, good omens, and hazbin hotel (at least from my experience)

i'm sure there are better guides out there, but this is hopefully a good start! ^_^

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[the-disemvoweler]

whn wll tmblr ntrdc n "r y md t m" ftr whr vr d yr mtls nnmsl slct f th'r md t y r nt

when will tumblr introduce an “are you mad at me” feature where every day your mutuals anonymously select if they’re mad at you or not

[santaclaushohoho1]

btw fortnite replacer accepts asks if you want them to fortnite replace something. (same as how the disemvoweler works)

progamer...?

[restlessmuseum]

nomen amen (or “paraphernalia”: back by popular demand)

                                    (where books compete for space with pottery)

We were already halfway through interminability. Away all redundancy of deficiency from the page, the tear from the past to mend us about to rampage. This far we had not said anything good but perfection required, in tone and content, inexplicable. (1) I found the crux in the posture to device, like an impostor happens in his tender, (2) a damage done like the wrapping paper of a ducked present. (3) Under the stance of unison, the shallower I read between the lines the further I'm improved from the time of my oversight, (4) the unison becomes the sound she phews down to my very being, like but the rest I forgot about... Sorry, got it wrong. Actually, I wanted to continue this something started spreads ago, but the prose screeches and cackles around its ineliminable inexactitude. I really don't feel like resuming anymore, or should I say, I'm done boggedly running after the end of my premises. Yes something happened, something to investigate in a whole other direction. So, gonna take all, this will be the first part. I wish I could express revolutionary philosophisms, I thought I could be a poet because I'm unable to be an essayist and a novelist. I'm not good at public speaking. I entered Tumblr to be found by publishers and make money: I had a system of truths and truly nothing else to say. Besides, what did this idea of klein Lebensdarbietung mean? Is the text doing its characters or are these ones setting out their own words? Text's abolition of today, which is nothing but "the sentences already written, the sentences that people say, the sentences yet to write; verses, words, spacings, texts' dissemination, whatever you want, about the purely sign-linguistic-textual" (cit.) verbatim et literatim, and here is another example of my strugglings to go on properly. In any event it is clear that we are moved when required, except the exempts. (5) It is always the most unexpected time to undergo the aha entanglement. In constant foresight I guiltily prepare to hindsee the neglect and with confambulatory prowess I succumb to the development in this underpass of construes. How much do we match with our sounds? — asking myself. In this respect I'm afraid to surprise me onstage like the surrenedered one (and here onpage, ah foolishness, as playwright). But if I leaf compulsively through hundreds of pages, that's to find my words not belonging to me, and the others to fight (me) with. As I am nearing the open conversation, I make up my mind never to read me. Tons of notes, reproaches and scratchpads. Tons of work to do. And I have to get rid of the old adjustments once and for all. (6) Electra the yet-signed. You like the simple words, the ones you recognize already written, the crystalline syllabification that enoculates the wholeness of an order babbling sibyllinity downstream. You carry on with the work of literature: how the body absconds at the risk of space and time with them. Imperfect doubling, mirror images, and repetition in her practice. Topical scratches. Interceptors sought in everyday life — like unspeakables — that she then distorts to create the straight path in reverse. Poetry will not touch her, because poetry is just the unwritten complexity going wrong side along the process of self-becoming, a recent installation, midway between marble and corporal desires in an ascending scale of hardness. (7) Listening to the closest friends, the process of self-becoming could only linger primarily in the sight of aesthetic, then morality, then religious status quo. But friends come always as a closer, blind alley, at the end of tears: a misunderstanding at first, then never read enough. (8) It is often the case that the practice of consensually agreeing to one's own mental performance and self-image by means of meddled languages and lineages may become a genuine bondage of freedom. The restrained partner can derive any drift in the set of possibilities so that we use to say the doing is more important than the outcome. (9) The doing is in uncomfortable or painful positions, for example as a punishment: then, easily it tends to be forgotten, because unforgivable. That's why the effect is the same as a verbal collage, but 1) rips are often behind schedule or on borrowed time, "out of sync with the fade" (cit.) hearth of what seems to be the Pentecostal tongues of fire; and 2) metaphors like "the rope of telephone charades" or "the coils of something wound in the form of a revolution to come is the licking of sugar injury, met since the starting point" are not allowed. "Real me is way more concerned with" (cit.) the Transcaspian line that follows the pattern of a crosswording of the desert. (10) Rather than holding on to me tight I choose to distance myself from what I'm being forced to watch daily. Dies irae dies illa desirable. Without prejudice to this last inescapable point, the first issue represents the Derridean crux of the matter, about which I will be saying something bad in the wrongest moments, since my voice is as effective as my unsuccessful rewrites. I just want, by using the instruction books, the border of this drama, accelerated and hence trespassed in time into ridiculousness, to be experienced as the comedy it is. There is a hour of the wolf and there is a hour the wolf is afraid of. When the time is right I'd like you all to be safe to be spared in my turn from this construction beyond good and better. (11) Here you shine white with noise. "Sonorous cobweb" (cit.) made of only one thread, the unbent line of homeostasis at long last kept in crisis. (12) This narration should have had a different common thread. "And yet", imprint, "it moves" (cit.) as sensible prose. Prose of proses. The dispelled thing, spilled on Tumblr, disseminated. The seedbed: descendants, everspring off, family. The planting postdisposed. All going as planned. (13)   When I know that I don't know where to start a carving, I start a list of synonyms or unyoke a fable from a series of rereadings. What excommunication if you can't subvert the strainer? (14) Once upon a time Electra, beloved only sign of her father, has a brother. Agamemnon possesses the actuality and practicality of the dead: he wants to see water circulate water in laminar rheumatology and freshness sculptures out of tempered air. [director's note: the Argolis' scene isn't even entitled to melt!]. She eats anise candies and unwarmed foods without a problem. She is so lovely when she urinates first thing in the morning, holding the head in her hands, graeaean ownership. Yes, I'm worthy of attending to the offertory on the altar of love. So many congratulations against my behalf that the opposite seems true. (15) "A woman with long hair is not a simple point of view" (cit.). She's got a prompt night's sleep and reasonable. We cling to angelic accidents. We are clung to our soundtrack. (16) Indeed love is not "the panic subsidence onto the body" (cit.) [director's note: can we let the body become finally soaked in real pornography and never mind, here?] but sheer faith for a symbolic subject who's shattered fully loyal. Intermediate sprint of a life midpoint crossroads that lead at the same destination to flee from. (17) Because, as it goes, her staple is such a volitive confidence meaning to me the wait of the powers that created us, the coincidence of both of us makes our skewness on my side of the derangement. Averted word, when addressed. I am a bad Greek at the time of Christianity and a bad Christian on such dysfunctional divertissements. Who knows how ethically important it is today? I retain it, ending up forgetting everything else, and am lookin' very bad. (18) Of course the movement is diminished in certain directions; the style more flattened upon my chosen sickness that we now have no use for, after the setting of the starting stances; I suffer from more severe erections. An acquired kurtosis distributes my monodimensional remarks as the fourth cumulants in order of precedence. Still a lot of exercise to get. Busy like the evermentioned forgettables I'm at that stage where it's difficult for me to even do difficult things. Wrongstaged, I can't compete. I only challenge. (19) Therefore coincident like the two norths of which one is sinking liminal in the perfectly unsaid of your perfect cues. In one fell swoop you pone the part and mastery. And in the next. And the apnea for the answer back. Teeth gouged by the opposite of words in formation for a smile. The winky face par excellence. Here's the real spectator of my vocalized character. I wedge the self with a puny malapropistic idioticon to spread now that I'm a simplex person. As long as I continue to improve in (furtive, it has to be) apprenticeship I'm losing abilities. Old mistakes reappear, no inspiration from mumpsimuses. (20) Where adults flutter, she, disemvowelled and free from frills, spoken by the plural to be inscribed in the Sophoclean, in the Euripidean, in the Hofmannsthalean, in the Yourcenarian script, lost in tv shows and blatant phone calls, is, for me, abused of notations but who am I to denounce such an effusive happiness? There's nothing she can't Netflix. (21) No banana peel on the slope of her singularity — reversible up to a point, interchangeable up to a point, genderbending up to a point from the same side of view. Slotting minims in the same tone as the main characters. That the same out-of-turness is imbricated. (22)

Virtuosity was painlessly flaying the secret from the kids. This is tragedy. We all know what everyone should have said, sorrows come only after. We see each other for sure and too well. Find your trace in the deep of your prompter's heart. Dimmable glow of ancient times. Under guillotine percentages, under curtain at half-mast, under the veils in the dance of the seven veils. What am I trying to say? (23)

In the floodlights' gloom, without changing the rules of the game, exit khorós. With whom would you listen to you speaking? (24) Woods of brightness wherever, it makes me want to expect your coming deaf-handed right therever, the braindomed untrodden order of phrases where roommouths around it are opening. (25) A substratum, but rather as two shadows they finally vest themselves without amendment, and just drag on this semi-detached ward where it just doesn't feel like our theater anymore. So that there may well be the laetum and lethean occurrence of a new polarization. (26) It is no coincidence that here you're always cold and pale. What a cutie! (27) But maybe that's just too much information. Now would be the time to shut up even more. Already being in the manner for that: being at one with the template versus falling back into the patient subjectivity to agency, to make war and to make love with the weapons of the unconditional surrender. The book is that inferring the timbre of each Klagesprache. (28) Like the current situation could return to equilibrium because of an indefinite vocabulary which is still fighting us pressurers. We come across the unilaterality of it every day. Its constitution. (29) But infinity alive doesn't exist. We can approximate it in the endless rummaging and musing. (30) Approximation is worth nothing. We get sick for the words that once beguiled us. The limits of infancy don't set. And now I just -ess the world in voluntary silence nonexperienced. (31) With plex I brux my certainty and centuries. Party time abounds. (32) Clause: applause. (33)

[chaoticsh3p]

@the-disemvoweler can you get the ask? I wanna see that really bad for some reason

think i'm gonna leave this one unanswered... you ok man????

[the-disemvoweler]

Don't disemvowel this ask.

Dn't dsmvwl ths sk.

Don't tell me what to do

[the-disemvoweler]

Is it allowed to tag you in posts with curse words or is that a

s t llwd t tg y n psts wth crs wrds r s tht

To answer:

Fuck shit ass damn pussy dick cunt

[the-disemvoweler]

Which one between you and the other disemvoweler İs top and bottom (not the other disemvowler)

Whch n btwn y nd th thr dsmvwlr s tp nd bttm (nt th thr dsmvwlr)

What the fuck is up with your i. Anyway I'm the top.

[the-disemvoweler]

Aeiou

 

[the-disemvoweler]

Disemvoweler you're gay

Dsmvwlr y'r g

I would sure hope so

[the-disemvoweler]

what do you with all the vowels you remove ? where do you keep them ??

wht d y wrh ll th vwls y rmv ? whr d y kp thm ??

Wouldn't you like to know story boy

[the-disemvoweler]

The vowel children want your skin, run.

Th vwl chldrn wnt yr skn, rn.

THE WHO?????