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How Dare (You)

A little scribble from an old prompt of Kerry and Voss.

Voss groaned when he heard the hushed voice having half a conversation somewhere close by. He opened his eyes and realised he had a blanket draped over his head and the arm of the couch, blocking out the light and muffling the sounds outside it.

“First, it’s the weekend. I told you I don’t take any calls about biz unless it’s like...” Kerry's voice held a sharp edge and irritated tone.

Voss peeked out from under the blanket and saw him pacing the downstairs lounge in front of the ridiculously oversized nude painting. His barely contained anger was in harsh contrast to the serene face rendered on the canvas. His robe had slipped off one shoulder, more rude awakening than a flirtatious style choice.

“No...no...I said no!” Kerry’s voice began to creep up the decibels, his hand cutting through the air aggressively.

Voss rubbed his eyes. The pain was gone but now he felt groggy and slow. The migraine hangover; it would take a couple of days for him to fully recover from this one.

Kerry stopped his pacing when the couch creaked as Voss sat up. The irritated expression flipped to tenderness as Kerry waved his hand for Voss to sit down again.

“No! For the last time Kovachek, I’m not doing it, not without askin'...” He was cut off mid-sentence, his face starting to tint red.

Voss knew what was coming and laid down on his back.

“Cut me off again like that and I swear...”

Kerry’s pacing became more stompy, as much as it could be in his flip-flops. He stopped, held the phone away from his face in disgust at what he heard. He glanced up at Voss who had an arm resting on his forehead.

“Say that again.” Kerry dared when he put the phone back up to his ear. His eyes glared when he heard the words repeated back.

“How...how dare you! How fuckin' dare you!” Kerry’s voice was hushed again. His whole body shook. “Can’t say it to him but you’ll glady pour that poison in my ears...”

The phone bubbled and hummed with the reply.

“Eat my fuckin' ass, Kovachek!” Kerry roared.

The phone was sent flying through the air and smashed into the wall. The glass front made a brittle crack when it shattered.

He turned around to see Voss sitting up again, eyes wide, his mouth open about to speak.

“Not now, babe. Gimme some time alone...” Kerry sighed. His shoulders rose and fell with the breath, his shoulders rounded slightly in on himself, head down as he left with his cigarette case in hand.

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All Eyes on Me, and Only Me

Little video of Charlie dancing at Empathy. Sound on!

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Dogtown...where dreams come to die.

Just some Voss in Dogtown.

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Dogtown...where dreams come to die.

Just some Voss in Dogtown.

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Back when Eldarion was younger, before their BD career took off and they could do less doll work and more joytoy and dancing work, they were a much more active Mox.

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Where is my mind?

CW: artistic nudity and death mention. Voss during his coma after his Blackwall incident and Salty trying to wipe his mind. Tap for the bigger views.

I was thinking about how Voss' coma felt like in the beginning, what was happening in his head while he was healing after surgery and had no idea what had happened until he had visitors who he could hear after a while. He's a little fragmented after what Salty was trying to do to him.

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Non-binary. Here's my experience with binders, tape and being the owner of tits because not all non-binary people are the same. My presentation is fluid, and I have days where I really don't like my chest and some days where it is just there. I don't feel enough discomfort all the time to feel top surgery is for me. I also have family members who do not support or know I'm non-binary and are pretty phobic. So top surgery isn't an option because of that either.

So binding or taping is my way to deal with those days or for when I am in a more androgynous or masculine presentation. It makes me feel better, it helps lift that feeling when I put in some tops and get hit with that feeling of not liking part of my body. It's hard to describe, but there is no mistaking it. And there is no mistaking the great feeling when I bind on those days. It's like having something lifted off me. I feel good about how I look and confident. That's what binding is for so many of us. It isn't a costume. In fact hair, clothes, make-up, body hair and many other things are intricately tied up in trans and non-binary lives because of their ability to help us shape ourselves. Sure, they're fun and expressive things but they are important components too and not mere costume either. But that's another thing.

I'm sick of non-binary policing and being told I'm somehow not the right kind of non-binary person because somebody sees me on one day but not all the other days. That they can't truly know how I have felt throughout my life and the times where figuring out my gender was so difficult because I had no support, not information and no community when I was younger.

Anyhow, there's my bit. Gender and feeling comfort in your body is not binary either. It's not a love/hate only. It can be tolerance, acceptance, love, hate, dislike, mild discomfort for a person. Gender is complex so get comfortable with that.

This whole Flat Chest vs. Wearable Flat Chest war is ridiculous because it's not a war when only one side decides to cause issues towards the other. It's harassment. It's online bullying.

At no point the Wearable Flat Chest was created with the purpose or intent to be a rival to the Flat Chest Body Mod. It was a project Julien (or Pinky) mentioned multiple times in the past - to offer people to do what they can do irl: bind their breasts.

They are different mods. Who serve different purposes. Who cover different needs. The Flat Chest as a body mod is permanent - it's the equivalent of having done top surgery. The Wearable Flat Chest is a binder, it serves the purpose of emulating someone wearing a binder in real life.

Not everyone can afford top surgery. Not everyone wants top surgery. And some people do want to have their chest permanently flat. To accuse someone - who has continuously provided and speaking up in favor of trans inclusive mods in this community - of "just avoiding the flat chest to be petty" is misinformed at best, pernicious at worst (my take? it's the latter).

Binders are not costumes. Having a flat chest and being androgynous are not requirements for considering oneself non-binary. I'm latine, in an incredibly transphobic country and culture, with a third world country economy: I cannot afford top surgery, I sometimes wonder if it's worth the physical and social risk, and frankly I'm not too keen on the post-op of top surgery yet. When I put on a binder, am I wearing a costume? Am I just pretending to be trans? To be non-binary? Because that's what this sentence implies.

Maybe someone else prefers a body permanently flat. Maybe the implication of "equipping" a flat chest in game is dysphoric to them. And that's okay. What is not okay is to continuously talk shit against someone who's trying to expand trans inclusiveness in this space, and keep finding ways to meddle with their work out of this stupid mindset that this is a competition.

People eat the cake with taste they like better. Some of them might even enjoy the two flavors. Stop trying to turn this into a single dessert just because you're upset the other cake exists.

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Just moving into a new flat so I'll be even more inactive than usual for a while.

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Where is my mind?

CW: artistic nudity and death mention. Voss during his coma after his Blackwall incident and Salty trying to wipe his mind. Tap for the bigger views.

I was thinking about how Voss' coma felt like in the beginning, what was happening in his head while he was healing after surgery and had no idea what had happened until he had visitors who he could hear after a while. He's a little fragmented after what Salty was trying to do to him.

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oh, turn the lights turn the lights down low yeah, now i'm feeling you breathing slow

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Fae Fantasies🧚🏻

"An adventurer wanders into the fairy world and gets more than they bargained for when they meet the ethereal and beautiful Charlie Ever as the fabled Sovereign of the Fae realm. But beware! The fae are tricksters. Can you resist their otherworldly charms?"

🦄“What manner of creature are you to stumble into my realm?”

👤“I...meant no harm, I swear!”

🦄“I can see into your heart and can see your words are true.”

👤“What else?”

🦄“You’re curious, my dear. Temptation. Desire. You’ve been looking for me.”

👤“I...yes. I didn’t think I’d actually find you.”

🦄“Don’t be shy now! Come, lie next to me.”

🦄“Isn’t that better?”

My idea was to create a couple of shots from the BD scroller's perspective, looking at Charlie, which would be the perspective of this version of this BD. Also, they sometimes cover up their arms to make them look natural again, as well as wigs to suit the style so they're missing their usual pink and blue mane.

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The many guises of Bernice Miller

I haven't had an OC who I've managed to make in so many games before, and I'll probably make her in many more too.

Bernice started out as a Fallout 76 character; she was living with relatives in West Virginia while her parents were in California serving in the army. Her mother died but her father was with the soldiers who eventually became the first Brotherhood of Steel. Long story short; she was in the Appalachian chapter working as reconnaissance, a sniper and also a worked with computers, hacking into them and other systems to unlock, obtain, compromise or secure them. But game events happen, a small team including her were sent out in a last ditch attempt to open the nuclear siloes against Elder Maxson's orders, but with the disappearance of the squad leader, Bernice and Blake are left and abandon their mission, returning years later.

Bernice returned around the time Vault 76 opened and befriends some of those who emerged as well as a lone Raider, Mason.

In Starfield, Bernice is similar, in that game she is a cyberrunner as well as being a former member of the Crimson Fleet along with Mason, a couple of others and Skye. She captains the Silverbird, a large C class ship used for hauling cargo, smuggle illicit goods and serves as one of the crews two ships they pilot. In this world, Mason hasn't suffered the same trauma he did in Fallout, and has a romantic relationship with Bernice (they have a relationship in Fallout but it's not sure if it ever becomes romantic because of Mason's aversion to intimacy due to his past trauma.)

And finally Cyberpunk 2077. Lightning has another three sisters; one is a solo, one is an accomplished Rockergirl and Bernice is the other, a fellow Netrunner. Unlike Lightning, as in her other universes, Bernice operates by stealth much like Voss and much of her work is around breaking into corporate systems to obtain compromising data, to find answers for people. She also has a very different approach to cybernetics from her sister as you can see! The only character who has more is Voss who is pretty much all cybernetic besides his brain and some of his internal organs. Bernice’s most recent work was digging more into some leads Regina found about cyberpsychosis research, which leads her to the work Lance unknowingly was part of when he was employed under an Arasaka subsidiary and leads to both him and Voss discovering the truth of their involvement and fate.

As for Mason, he turns up in this and me and Fluffy had such fun bringing the rest of her characters into this! Mason is found by Bernice beyond the Blackwall as a rogue AI known as M.A.S.O.N (Minor Artificial Sentience (formerly of) Organic Nature) and she smuggles him back over the wall. However as they do some work to find out more about his organic origins, they discover he was actually an engram of a solo who had been Soulkilled by Arasaka and convinced he was a rogue AI while in Mikoshi. Prior to being a solo he had been a Basilisk pilot with Reev who died in action and this led to Mason becoming a solo with a particular dislike for Arasaka. They're trying to find some way to restore Mason to some form of life in real space. Voss is probably the only person who doesn't get slapped for joking about her boyfriend on the haunted cyberdeck! 😆

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Where is my mind?

CW: artistic nudity and death mention. Voss during his coma after his Blackwall incident and Salty trying to wipe his mind. Tap for the bigger views.

I was thinking about how Voss' coma felt like in the beginning, what was happening in his head while he was healing after surgery and had no idea what had happened until he had visitors who he could hear after a while. He's a little fragmented after what Salty was trying to do to him.

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I made a what the fandom thinks of you generator

edit: please remember

1. i have to read all the tags

2. ITS RANDOMLY GENERATED I AM SORRY IF YOU DONT LIKE YOUR RESULT BUT DO NOT FUCKING HARASS ME ABOUT IT

thank you

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Where is my mind?

CW: artistic nudity and death mention. Voss during his coma after his Blackwall incident and Salty trying to wipe his mind. Tap for the bigger views.

I was thinking about how Voss' coma felt like in the beginning, what was happening in his head while he was healing after surgery and had no idea what had happened until he had visitors who he could hear after a while. He's a little fragmented after what Salty was trying to do to him.

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WIP OC, no name for this guy yet, just lots of backstory

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Random Den being cute brainrot LOL

He's normally a very stoic and standoffish person until he gets to know people, but when he is attracted to someone he gets flustered super easily and goes from cool and composed to a blushing wreck LOL

He has the biggest crush on Kerry and gets all dreamy eyed when he talks about him 🥺🥺

He also gets excited about dates and spends a lot of time getting ready lol

It's just fun to think about him going from 😑 to 😳 lol