Velma porn gets me thinking in a way that makes me realize how fucking weird all this is.

Look- here's a screenshot from the old show. That's what classic Velma actually looks like. She's got glasses and hair covering half of her face. She's wearing that frumpy bag of a sweater that obscures all femininity. She's wearing a skirt of course, but her overall her design has her features all blobbed up and hidden damn near like a Dark Souls character. There's nothing about her design or personality that warrants any typical sexual stirrings, and if you saw this exact person in public (assuming her fashion didn't make her stand out) the only time you'd give her a second look is if you heard a fart and everybody turned to blame her. Getting the urge to jerk off from Velma makes slightly more sense than jerking off to Plank from Ed Edd & Eddie, and that's completely ignoring the fact that there's a traditionally attractive redhead right next to her half the time, specifically designed to be "the pretty one."

Yet a ton people seem to have all simultaneously sexualized her with increasingly dissimilar depictions that defy any assumptions of the appeal of subtly. You're usually not even jerking off to Velma at this point. It's like Bigdad's interpretation of Gaz, where somebody projected their sexual feelings onto a completely nonsexual character. Then other artists played off that interpretation and made more artwork using variations of that design. Then it gets to you, and by that time you're jerking off to your own perception of someone else's interpretation of someone's fetishized assumptions that they've projected onto an animated chess club reject who looks like a deflated life raft. You realize you're jerking off to the mutated jerkoff fantasy of a dozen people, and then you realize that this is most of /gif/.

/gif/ is literally thousands of anons masturbating to ideas within ideas within projections of ideas, like some kind of autistic porn parody of Inception.