#🌱 dni

[langel2]

The Fruit of the Knowledge of Good and Evil

[radwere]

valid reasons to be transid :

"I feel like the universe messed up by not making me x!"

"Not being x makes me extremely dysphoric :( "

"I wish my x was worse so people would take me more seriously!"

ALSO valid reasons to be transid:

"I just rlly like the vibe yknow!"

"I think x is super cool!"

point is all transid beings are totally valid no matter the reason behind why they identify like they do!!

[mashedpotatosinacup]

selfship rb game :D

rb with an f/o with their name and source, romantic familial and platonic all allowed, and I’ll give them an insect or spider :3

ex:

the curious gets the white ghost cicada :D

pr0/c0mship dni !! op is a minor . I will NOT respond to H.azbin H.otel characters

[ihavemanyhusbands]

Hannibal request!! Hannibal and the reader are going to an event (maybe the opera or dinner but definitely something fancy). the reader decided to wear a short dress with no panties and is teasing Hannibal all night and being bratty- then I imagine this going one of two ways, either Hannibal takes them home to punish them or shoves them in a coat closet or something to fuck them and is degrading the reader about being a slut and making everyone hear her moans.):):) okay that’s the requests if you write it thank youu💓💓

EEEEEEE YESSSSS (i hope you don’t mind i snuck a lil bit of Mr. Graham in there 🤭 and also yes they are married hee hee AND also yes i got carried away)

——

As soon as you stepped out of the bedroom, Hannibal knew he was in for a long night.

He was taking you out to see Turandot, one of your favorite operas. It was the perfect excuse for both of you to dress up even more than usual, and your gown was one he hadn’t seen you wear before.

Not only did it have a plunging neckline, but a prominent slit on one side too, showing just a little too much of your thigh.

It was a pleasant surprise, sure, but it did worry him some. Especially considering he’d also invited Will to join you two for the show.

“Playing games tonight, are we?” He asked, adjusting the cuff of his shirt.

“Whatever could you mean?” You tilted your head in an attempt to seem innocently confused. “I just thought you’d appreciate having some arm candy this evening.”

You busied yourself by touching up your lipstick in front of the mirror as he looked you over. The fabric clung to you in a way that didn’t leave much to the imagination — all those curves and soft angles he’d memorized over time.

Hannibal didn’t mind showing you off, but he still had a possessive streak he could not deny. He knew well that you loved taking advantage of that by being rebellious, always eager to test just how far you could push him.

He inhaled deeply, immediately scenting that perfume you knew he liked. He also detected a sharp note of adrenaline, which told him you were more thrilled than you let on. He huffed in amusement, shaking his head.

He supposed he could leave it be for the time being, but he would have to be cautious. At the very least, the balcony at the opera house would be dark, should you decide to misbehave.

When you two met up with Will in the reception area, Hannibal did not miss the way his eyes wandered. Or how his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

“My, aren’t you a striking pair,” Will said, earning a smile from you. “I feel woefully underdressed now.”

You hummed, returning the favor of drinking him in. "That's never a problem in my eyes."

"I'm sure your husband agrees with that."

Hannibal merely smiled politely, but his jaw was clenched. More eyes strayed in your direction as the two men led you up the stairs and toward your balcony. You basked in the attention, especially because it made Hannibal keep his hand on the small of your back.

Will slid onto his seat first, and before you could even try, Hannibal scurried in after him. He offered his hand to help you sit, pointedly keeping eye contact with you. You offered him your most charming grin, raising an eyebrow ever so slightly.

The lights soon dimmed, and the orchestral notes of the first act subsequently filled the cavernous room. The rising voices of the choir reverberated all the way to your bones, and you let them carry you away for a moment, closing your eyes.

Hannibal eyed the column of your throat as your head slightly tipped back, enraptured by the performance. His gaze dipper lower, seeing that your fingers were splayed over your sternum to feel the thrum beneath.

As the first song came to an end, you clapped uproariously along with the rest of the crowd. For a while after, you simply watched, forgetting all the mischief you had planned. Or so it seemed, at least.

Then, you re-crossed your legs, making a point of leaning just a little closer to him, and the slit of your gown widened. Hannibal couldn't help himself, his fingers ghosting past your knee and trailing upwards. When he couldn't feel the hem of your panties, he realized you weren't wearing any. That earned you a pinch on the hip, hard enough to bruise.

You pretended to be none the wiser -- despite the fact that your slightly upturned lips gave you away -- folding up your opera glasses.

"Excuse me, I have to go to the powder room," you murmured, your fingers lightly tracing the back of his hand.

Before you could get up, he leaned in close, grasping your forearm.

"Try not to get lost," he said, his breath hot in your ear. "Or else I'll have to come find you."

This time, your smile had a lupine quality. "Is that a promise?"

He did not respond, instead releasing you. You felt his burning gaze on you as you left, your heart frantically racing.

It only took him a couple of minutes to keep his word. You could vaguely hear the last song of the first act as he ushered you toward the coat closet.

There, away from prying eyes, he wasted no time, pinning you against the wall among a sea of fur coats.

“You did always like putting on a show, didn’t you?” he said, making you gasp with a particularly hard thrust.

"I think we can both agree I can captivate a-an audience…”

“Oh, and how I wish they could see you now, rightfully claimed.” He smirked, bringing a hand to your neck. “Go on, let them hear you. Isn’t that what you wanted all along?”

——

[i-am-a-multiple-choice-question]

reminder that plurals dont owe you anything

they dont owe you their diagnosis status

they dont owe you if they have did or osdd, and what type they have

they dont owe you their headmate count

they dont owe you whos fronting

they dont owe you we/us pronouns

they dont owe you i/me pronouns

they dont owe you unmasking

they dont owe you system names

they dont owe you trauma

they dont owe you "syscourse views"

they dont owe you information on headmates

they dont owe you any information

they dont owe you anything.

just take into account that plurals should not ever be forced to admit something to you. they dont "owe" you it.

[antiendovents]

Not a vent, just need some advice/help

So we have this one stray little endo in our DMs who's very confused about their origin, and scared to identify with the DID/OSDD spectrum because they are so afraid of faking, and Im always torn if I should interact back or not..

on one hand they are still endo, but on the other hand, what if they aren't?

I'm so torn on what I should do with this, I'm still anti-endo by far, but what if I can help..

-🌱🍂

I'd say to help them, maybe just explain to them that you can't purposefully fake something and it's okay to make mistakes. Recommend they do research on DID/OSDD and maybe try inform them that it's impossible to have DID/OSDD without trauma ((but try be gentle about it, maybe also bring up that not remembering trauma is normal, just in case))

But only do that if you're comfortable. Only help them if you think you can do so safely. If they harass you or start arguing with you after you tried helping them then it's not your fault and at that point block them, but sometimes it's nice to give it a chance. After all some endos are just confused

((but like I said, only if you feel comfortable doing so, you're not obligated to help them if it makes you uncomfortable or if you feel like you genuinely don't know how to))

[basils-dreamhouse]

just got really unnecessarily sad seeing someone with pretty art who had my lgbt identity in their dni. man.

[mondaymelon]

wairt im an idiot its xiao isnt it.

dding ding ding !! +100 points for user auroratumbles!!!

very hard and obscure answer that nobody would know its not as if i have paragraphs about him and an entire ass bible for my religion called alatiusm that i have to change the name of cause all my irls thought i was talking about autism when i was going feral over it

idk man maybe they were onto something... he looks pretty autistic to me /jj

[sapphicslvtt]

the way you speak talk so pretty I can’t 😖

Hope you have a lovely day/night bb!

I saw your blog today and I really loved it

-🌱 (if it’s not taken of course) hehhee sry my first comment you probably wont see me even from how popular you are

i’m so so glad you love my blog baby, it means a lot - im even happier that you like how i talk, i think that it’s one of my favourite compliments sweetheart

of course you can be my plant anon, i hope you’re having a good day/night too! 🌱🩷

[cavity-collective]

why is maya (a little) the only one that ever cofronts 😭 i cannot handle just trying to do my own thing and literally babysitting too. its like literally im trying to draw and then i just start thinking “draw me!! draw maya!! :3 baababababa” and if im like “no” we collectively start feeling sad because shes feeling sad. PLEASE maya go back to the void for a little bit give us a break u front every nightttttt

[radwere]

haiii i apparently was already following you but idk who you are. what was your old @? /nfta

my old acc was val-loves-rqs!! srry 4 the confusion!

[stuffie-medical-vents]

I just found this blog, and its. So fucking amazing to see people here talking about similar things. No one outside of my family sontimes really gets my migraines, or pots, or anything haha

Its nice to feel apart of a community of sorts

Thank you <3

- 🌱🌻 (if it isn't taken haha)

I'm so glad you found a community here! :D I hope you continue to like it here. I want to keep this place safe for people like us. Stay safe and take care of yourself! <3

Also, yes. You can take that ^^

[ihavemanyhusbands]

sending another request for Will with 9 and 11 bcs i can’t leave him out ahhh I just want Will to be mean to me 😵‍💫🌱

Will being mean is so 🫠🫠 (BUT ITS BC HE’S NEEDY AND DOESNT WANT TO ADMIT IT)

——

The morning started off with the firm press of Will’s body against yours. His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer as he kissed at your neck and shoulders.

Soon enough, as you shook off the slight haze of sleep, he pulled you onto his lap. His kisses became hungrier, more desperate, in which he also started using his teeth.

There were times in which he simply had the urge to mark you, leaving love bites and teeth marks scattered across your skin. He gripped your hips tightly, grinding you over his hardened length.

It was easy to get lost in such sweet torture, but you were still vaguely aware of time passing and the responsibilities you both had.

“Will, we’re both gonna be late…” you panted, but still tilted your head to one side to expose more of your throat to him. “You’ve got a lecture at eleven.”

“Don’t much care at the moment,” he rasped, nipping at your collarbone. “Let’s just call in sick. I’m feeling greedy. I don’t want to share you today.”

His deft hands slipped under your shirt, pulling it over your head. You were torn, not really wanting to stop him but knowing putting real life in the back burner wasn’t so simple.

“You know we can’t just take up all our sick days whenever you’re particularly needy,” you said, half teasing.

“You talk too much,” he grunted, pressing his hands against your shoulder blades as his lips trailed over your sternum. “How about we use your mouth for something else?”

——

[i-am-a-multiple-choice-question]

youre a valid system if:

you have faucets

you feel as though youre faking being plural

you identify as plural, but not a system (e.g medians who identify like this)

youre a fictive who doesnt separate from your source

youre a fictive who does separate from your source

you only feel comfortable with 1 specific term (headmates, alters, ect)

youre under the monoconcious spectrum

you have blurry memories/tend to remember memories

you are a thoughtbleeder

youwant to be seen as a singlet

youwant to be seen as plural

youwant ultimate fusion

youdont want ultimate fusion

you date other system members

youdont date other system members

you hate being plural

you love being plural

youdont mind/care about being plural

you are closer to being a singlet

you are not at all close to being a singlet

you are always switching

you are never/almost never switching

you have an insane headspace

youdont have one at all

youhave great communication

youhave ok communication

youdont have good communication/dont talk at all

youhave a host

youhave multiple hosts

youdont have hosts

you exist.

you are a valid system, simply for existing !! <33

[fictivecalls]

Er..hi! I'm marcille Donato from dungeon meshi. I'm looking for falin. I don't front alot but it'll be nice to have someone from the source material other than laios 🥲-🌱

-⚙️

[glass-mural-of-a-lone-tree]

Hey there Sprout 🌱!! Are you plantkin?? Asking as a tree myself /lh 💛🌳

hi ! I ' m questioning plantkin , but it ' s kinda hard to find stuff about it ( at least on tumblr ) that isn ' t made from antis / people with " radqueers dni " or similar ! For now it ' ll fall under " questioning " !