#There literally was no DNI on their original post either

[rayday-mayday]

"Oh wow, this person has some really nice and nuanced takes on some discourse and are pro-para anti-contact by their opinions stated in this post I randomly saw!

Let's like their post and go check their other content! Maybe they have some other good takes about paraphilias or even proshi-"

Their pinned post:

My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined ( <- reference + light-hearted )

[shootingstars-or-airplanes]

Alright folks buckle up because I'm about to break down my entire theory for the TMAGP classification system before season 2 drops.

1. CAT - Category Many of you have probably seen my original post about the TMAGP categories being literally the most basic thing in the world and we all missed it, but in case you haven't, here's the gist! It's nouns. Is the source of the supernatural activity a person, place, or thing?

1 - Person

Zombie [Ep 1]

Needles [Ep 6]

Bonzo (x2) [Eps 10 & 12]

Snake Guy [Ep 14]

Hunt Aristocrats [Ep 15]

Ink5oul (x2) [Eps 16 & 20]

Talking Corpse [Ep 18]

Isaac Newton [Ep 19]

Not sure if this one is the scientist or the test subject but either way it's a person [Ep 22]

Coral Doppelganger [Ep 23]

Demon Baby [Ep 24]

Compelled Runner [Ep 26]

2 - Place

Garden [Ep 3]

Theater [Ep 5]

Hilltop (x3) [Eps 7, 17* & 30]

Liminal Building [Ep 8]

Cemetery [Ep 11]

Construction Site [Ep 21]

Restaurant [Ep 25]

Magnus Institute [Ep 28]

Tunnels [Ep 29]

*Episode 17 isn't confirmed to be at hilltop I don't think, but it is heavily hinted at so I'm going with it.

3 - Thing

Tattoo (x2) [Eps 2 & 11]

Murder Violin [Ep 4]

Dice [Ep 9]

Phone App [Ep 13]

"Fruit" [Ep 19]

Telegraph [Ep 22]

Coral [Ep 23]

Carriage [Ep 27]

I may be slightly off on some of these, but many of them are glaringly obvious. And each episode seems to fit, though some more cleanly than others. I'm open to suggestions on this, though.

2. R - Rank I posted about this just a day or two ago but I noticed when I was going back through that episode 30 had a rank of S instead of A, B, or C which seems a lot like it's a tier system, likely for danger levels. My best guess would be the ranks mean the following:

C - Low-Level Threat B - Mid-Level Threat A - High-Level Threat S - Extremely High-Level Threat [DNI]

If this is the case, any ranks that contain two letters are likely to mean that it's between those two levels. BC is Low-To-Mid-Level Threat, AB is Mid-To-High-Level Threat. This could also mean that in the cases where there are multiple supernatural elements, one of them is low and the other is mid, etc., but based on the way double numbers and double letters line up, I'm inclined to believe it's the first theory. Here is a list of all supernatural elements along with their rankings.

C - Low-Level Threat

Garden that turns people into trees [Ep 3]

Violin that needs blood to play well [Ep 4] *

Hilltop Charity Center [Ep 7]

Spooky tattoo in a cemetery that makes people drown themselves [Ep 11]

Portal from another dimension [Ep 17]

Talking corpse [Ep 18]

BC - Low-To-Mid-Level Threat

Zombie/reanimated corpse [Ep 1]

Tatoo that makes reality reflect a self-portrait [Ep 2]

Liminal building with uncanny cannibals [Ep 8]

Isaac Newton's fucked up crystal tree [Ep 19]

The Dome construction site [Ep 21]

Something about an experiment splitting a brain in two [Ep 22]

Coral that grows into a doppelganger if you shove it in your leg [Ep 23]

Demon baby [Ep 24]

Compelled runner guy [Ep 26]

B - Mid-Level Threat

Movie theater that Knows you [Ep 5]

Needles [Ep 6]

Dice that control fate [Ep 9]

Bonzo [Eps 10 & 12]

Gambling app where you can bet against your own life [Ep 13]

Snake guy [Ep 14]

Hunt aristocrats [Ep 15]

Ink5oul [Ep 16]

Restaurant where you can't stop eating disgusting food [Ep 25]

Carriage that eats people [Ep 27] *

Magnus Institute ritual [Ep 28]

Tunnels that drown you [Ep 29]

AB - Mid-To-High-Level Threat

Ink5oul [Ep 20]

A - High-Level Threat

[None in Season 1]

S - Extremely High-Level Threat [DNI]

Hilltop/Portal to another dimension [Ep 30]

*Some of these seem to be ranked lower than I think they should be, but they are much older cases so maybe time plays a factor in how dangerous they are considered to be.

While not everything is where I would put them, personally, I do think that overall they do seem to increase in threat level. I'm still not 100% sold on this, but it's what I'm running with for now until season two either confirms it or proves me wrong.

3. DPHW I'll admit it. I'm stumped on this one. I feel like this has to be a lot more arbitrary than the other two so it would be hard to reverse-engineer a filing system from it.

The only tiny morsel of a theory I could come up with is that each letter in DPHW stands for a word (duh) and that corresponds to the same number in the four-digit code. So for example, if a DPHW was 1947 it would be D=1, P=9, H=4, and W=7. Now what those letters stand for or what the numbers actually mean are completely lost on me.

If anyone has any good resources for how we could potentially figure this out, please let me know. But as of right now I think my theory is "It's a rather arbitrary sorting system that Alex and Jonny made up and we have little to no chance of decoding it without much more data."

That's it. That's the whole theory. It's not as wild and fantastical as we all hoped I don't think, but I think everything seems to check out. Let me know if you have any other theories, especially about the DPHW.

[sweetwhispersofchaos]

Top Gun Threesomeissance 2023

My deepest apologies to @sushiwriterhere for how late this is, but it's done and posted and I thank you for inspiring me to stretch my writing skills and creative process with this one. I tried to take an unconventional direction with your prompt so I hope it's not too left field for folks. I had fun either way ;)

I literally wrote this, read through it once, and posted it. So be gentle.

Summary: Bob hasn't been intimate in a very long time and now that someone has caught his eye, hes panicking. He needs an education and Phoenix and her girlfriend are all too happy to oblige. Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Female Reader x Natasha "Phoenix" Trace Length: 6K Warnings: Smut. So. Much. Smut. Bob Fucks. Phoenix Fucks. (MINORS DNI)

After the uranium mission, Bob and Phoenix returned to their original units at Lemoore. This time, though, as friends rather than strangers. They ate lunch together often, went out with friends on the weekends, and had a standing date to watch movies and eat junk food at Phoenix’s apartment every Wednesday night. Often you would join your girlfriend and her new BFF for Wednesday night movie night when you didn’t have to work. Bob made for a great third wheel to your dynamic duo and you both loved having him around.

One Wednesday though, Bob showed up for movie night, soaked from the rain with his own dark clouds shading his normally happy, shining eyes. Something was obviously bothering him as he stumbled into the foyer, fumbling with a grocery bag while trying to kick off his squishy tennis shoes.

“What happened to you?” Phoenix asked as she came in from the kitchen to take the bag while you returned with a towel.

“I’m just havin’ a day is all. Sorry for the mess.” He took the towel from you with a sullen expression of gratitude and moved further into the apartment.

Luckily, he was over so often that he had some spare clothing and comfort items in the guest room. Bob went to change while you and Phoenix prepped the living room with chip bags, beers, and a soda for Bob. You were just pulling up Netflix when he returned, looking almost worse than he did at the door. He walked over to the couch and flopped down next to Phoenix. Her dark eyes met yours where you stood in the middle of the living room with the TV controller. You both shared similar looks of concern and the movie was suddenly forgotten.

Phoenix spoke up as you turned and sat on the floor in front of where she and Bob were on the couch.

“Ok buddy, somethings obviously up. You were fine when we left the hangar earlier. What gives?”

Bob let out a sigh and rotated his head until his neck cracked. There was a war happening inside his head and you could tell he wasn’t sure whether to unleash it or not. You reached your hand out and rested it on his knee, trying to reassure him.

“Whatever it is, we’re here for you. It can’t be that bad.” You said gently.

Bob huffed a sarcastic laugh and reached up to rub his face vigorously with both hands under his glasses. He then growled and threw his hands up in the air in defeat.

“Fine. I’ll tell yall. But you gotta promise not to make fun of me.”

You shared another questioning look with Phoenix then she put her arm around his shoulders. “Bob, we would never make fun of you.”

“That’s absolutely not true. You both picked on me for two weeks over the vomit incident at Six Flags.” He accused.

“That was different, and you know it, Floyd. This seems serious, so spill it.” Phoenix said with a squeeze to his shoulders.

“Yall remember Rebecca? The gorgeous red head we met last month at the farmer’s market?”

You and Phoenix both nodded wordlessly while staring at him intently to continue.

“We’ve been on a couple of dates now and I really like her. I mean, really like her.” He said emphatically.

When neither of you spoke up, he huffed again and continued. Beads of sweat were starting to pearl on his forehead as he became more and more visibly nervous.

“Uh, well. I invited her over to my place for dinner this weekend.”

“What!? Bob! That’s awesome!” Phoenix shouted as she practically leapt off the couch. She smiled brilliantly at him, and you smiled at her enthusiasm for her friend.

“No. You don’t understand. She’s coming to my apartment. Alone. At nighttime.”

Phoenix smiled even bigger. “Bob, I’m pretty sure we understand the intentions of this mission.”

He looked up at her with disdain and you realized something about this so called mission was really troubling him, so you spoke up. “Babe. Calm down.” You said with a small laugh at the sour expression Nat gave you.

“Phoenix. Look. I’m not a virgin, but, uh,” he hesitated “it was my high school girlfriend. We were together for 3 years. We did it. Then she broke up with me when I left for college.” He looked between you both with a wounded puppy expression as he sank further into the couch.

“Robert James Floyd. Are you telling me you haven’t had sex in a decade?” Phoenix asked as she placed her hands on her hips. Most likely she didn’t mean for it to sound as accusatory as it did, but you intervened quickly, nonetheless.

“Bob” you started with as gentle a tone as you could muster “have you had any physical encounters with a woman since your high school girlfriend?”

His face began to flush bright red, and you watched Phoenix's dark eyes go wide with shock. She regained her seat next to him on the couch and grabbed one of his large hands in both of her much smaller ones. You were thankful that she calmed down before he ran screaming into the torrential downpour outside.

He cleared his throat “I’ve had a few make out sessions but nothing concrete. I was so focused on school and then training that the opportunity never presented itself. Who wants the geeky guy, right? Next thing I knew a decade had passed and here I am, thirty years old with the chance for intimacy right in front of me and I’m freaking out. I don’t know what to do. I’m not sure where to put my hands or mouth or anything. How do I know she’s enjoying it? What do I do if she isn’t? She’s so perfect and I want things to be perfect for her and I just know I’ll mess this up. Arggghhh” he grunted as he stood, pulling his hands through his hair. He started pacing around the room, almost making you dizzy from your seat on the floor. This was a truly conflicted man and you felt so bad for him. He obviously cared about this woman and his want to be good for her was endearing.  

While he walked around the room continuing to rant about his lack of carnal knowledge of the female species, your eyes once again connected with Nat’s, and you could see her gears were turning. Nothing good ever came from the plotting expression she was now wearing while deep in thought. Nat slid onto the floor and came to a stop on all fours next to you. She raised her hand to whisper an idea into your ear and you whipped around to look at her with surprise. Her eyes implored you and she shook her ass in the air, enticing you. You considered her proposition for a moment more before whispering to her “Doesn’t hurt to offer I suppose.”

Phoenix smiled then sat back on her heels before rising. She held out her hands to you and pulled you up, her arms wrapping around your waist once on your feet. She placed a chaste kiss to your cheek then released you, entirely too much excitement gleaming in her eyes. Just as Bob turned to pace back Phoenix stepped up, blocking his path and bringing him to a halt. You were always amused by their comical height difference. Bob’s frantic eyes looked down into the smirking face of Phoenix as she placed both hands on his chest.

“Bob. We have a plan. So, take a breath.” He stared at her, then looked over at you, then back to Phoenix, looking more perplexed than ever.

“A plan?”

“Yup. No movie tonight. Instead, we’re going to teach you.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped, brought up short as he began to realize what she meant by her statement. Phoenix slid her hands across his chest, down his long arms, and intertwined her fingers into his with a reassuring expression.

Bob stammered “But, uh, Phee” he choked on a chuckle “I. Teach me?” he finally asked. You closed the gap between you and your girlfriend, placing your body flush to her back and reaching around to wrap your hands around their connected ones. You smiled at Bob as his eyes met yours. “Let us help you, Bob.” You implored gently “Nat’s bi, I’m gay. I can guide you while she handles the physical aspects. We wouldn’t be doing anything we weren’t comfortable with. But we won’t do this if you aren’t comfortable.”

“Yeah, and just consider it a maneuvers exercise like work.” Phoenix interjected. “Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to make me cum. But this time the enemy is a friendly and we’re going to walk you through it step by step. End of the night you’ve gained experience, we’ve all had a fun night we can laugh about another decade from now, and you pounce Rebecca this weekend knowing exactly what you need to do!”

You just knew Bob was going to pass out. He was sweating profusely now, his eyes darting between yours and Nat’s as you both squeezed his hands firmly. In the silence something seemed to come to him suddenly. His eyes focused again, and his lips closed into a thin line.

“Wouldn’t this be like cheating on Rebecca?”

He had a point, you thought, but Phoenix jumped in always ready with an answer.

“Have you and Rebecca discussed exclusivity yet?” She asked.

“Well, no, we haven’t. We’ve been on exactly two dates, and I know she’s seen someone else during that time. So, I guess, the answer would be, no? But I'm hoping to impress her this weekend so we can discuss being exclusive, and I feel like this is my one shot to do it.”

You felt a little relief with his answer. You wouldn’t want anything to ruin the friendship your girlfriend had developed with Bob.

“Sounds good to me. Besides. We do this as an educational exercise, blame the alcohol that we haven’t actually consumed, and tell no one. But only if you’re comfortable and trust us. We can always bust out some anatomy charts and porn if you’d prefer?” You rolled your eyes at your girlfriends’ suggestion although you knew she was serious. When it came to facing a difficult task, she was nothing if not methodical with her plan of attack.  

“Bob. The most important part of this is that you are relaxed and willing. If at any time you aren’t, we can stop.” You added for reassurance as you slid your hands up Natashas’ arms then rested them gently on her shoulders.

Bob started to speak then stopped. His eye lids slammed shut and he took a deep breath, obviously working through the tennis match in his head. Then, something seemed to click for Bob. All the lines on his face relaxed and as he opened his baby blues, the clouds seemed to roll out. He stood up a little taller, his hands still intertwined with Nat’s, and he nodded once.

“Ok yeah. Let’s do it.”

You smiled at him as Nat reached up and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.

“Let’s do it indeed.” She mused then flashed you a sassy smile as she led Bob down the hall by one hand to her room. You just shook your head with a grin and followed them. Your girlfriend had an insatiable appetite for physical touch, and you weren’t the least bit surprised she was willing to be the sacrificial lamb for Bobs sexual awakening. You just hoped she would be gentle with him. At least a little, anyways.

Phoenix dropped Bobs hand once everyone was in the room and moved over to a Bluetooth speaker on her dresser. She flipped it on, and soft music began to quietly fill the room as she placed her phone on the stand next to it. Bob stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, just watching Nat as she swept around the room lighting a few candles and drawing the curtains. She spoke as she flitted around. "First lesson Bob. Set the mood."

You closed the bedroom door behind you and looked up at the imploring blue eyes that were staring at you.

“Are you sure you don’t mind me, uh, you know. Doing, you know, this, with your girl?” he whispered to you.

You gave him a gentle smile. “Bob, that woman right there lives for physical touch. She will have her way with you and then have her way with me because she’ll be so revved up, so I’ll win in the end as well. Trust me, I’m totally ok with this.” And you winked as you brushed past him.

Phoenix turned from the curtains just as you moved into her space and wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her close. She giggled slightly before your lips were gently massaging hers in a deep kiss. You pulled back and looked into her chocolate eyes. “Nat, go easy on him. Try not to scare the poor boy.” You whispered quietly into her lips. She only giggled again then shimmied out of your embrace and slinked to the middle of the room where Bob was still standing hunched like a cornered mouse.

Phoenix ran her hand across Bobs lower back as she moved around his side to face him, grinning like a cat toying with her prey the whole time. You quietly moved to the other side of the king size bed, stripped down to your basic black bra and panties, and sat up against the wrought iron headboard.

Phoenix looked past Bob and scoffed. “Oh, not fair! You’re distracting me already!” she pouted. Bob looked over at you, flushed red, then averted his eyes again. You just shook your head with a small laugh. “Phee, concentrate. You’ll get your turn with me later.” Her smile grew wider before she turned her focus back to Bob.

“Ok Bob let’s talk making the first moves. Think of this like our pre-flight check list. You’re in the cockpit and it's time to warm up the engines and prep for go. You’re going to take charge of the situation just like you do when we’re getting ready to fly. So, what would be on your checklist to get things started in a sexual situation?”

You stifled a snort behind your hand as you watched Bob turn bright crimson, and begin to stammer with wide eyes. Phoenix looked at you quizzically. “What? I thought I’d put this in terms he would understand.” She said defensively.

“Natasha. He’s not working on an airplane. Do you want him to treat you like one? Rebecca? Maybe soften your tactic just a little babe?” you implored through a weary grin.

Phoenix huffed then blew a loose strand out of her face. “Fine.” She said bluntly before looking up at Bob. “Sorry.”

“S’ok Phee.” He croaked.

“Bob, you still ok?” you asked, wanting to protect him every step of the way.

“Yeah, I’m good.” he said as he hesitantly slid his hands around Nat’s shoulders then down her back, enveloping her in his broad wingspan. Her face registered disbelief at his sudden boldness, then her arms wrapped around his waist, and she smiled up at him. You grinned too. “Good boy.” Nat cooed and bob let out a nervous chuckle. “Now what do you want to do to me?” she asked.

He took in a breath then answered on the exhale. “I’d like to kiss you.”

“That sounds like a great first step Bob. Go ahead and kiss her.” You encouraged gently.

Bob leaned down and connected his lips to Natashas. It was extremely hesitant at first but then Phoenix leaned in reassuringly and he began to deepen the kiss. You watched as their tongues started to dance. “Nat how does that kiss feel?” you asked.

Never breaking apart, Natasha moaned into Bobs mouth, and you watched with pride as Bob slid his hands down her sides, letting them come to rest on her ass. Another moan escaped from Phoenix, and you praised Bob. “Very good Bob. Did you hear her moan? That’s a good sign. Keep going.”

Bob broke their kiss and released Phoenix, a whimper falling from her mouth. Before she could protest though, Bob removed his glasses, tossing them to the side. He reached behind his head with one hand and pulled his shirt off in one swift move. He may not have been your cup of tea but even you were impressed with the agility of the shirt removal and the taught abs he kept hidden away. “That was hot Bob. Right Nat? Wasn’t that hot?”

Natasha said nothing though, only smirked wickedly. She drank in the sight of Bob in nothing but his jeans as she ran her fingers over his stomach, tracing the lines of his muscles. “Oh, that was very hot.” She oozed and licked her lips. Bob seemed spurred on by her reaction, pulling her back in for another long and sloppy kiss. Maybe a little too sloppy. “Bobby, try to keep the kisses softer, less moisture.” You watched as he swallowed and backed his tongue off a little, choosing to nip gently at her bottom lip before dipping his tongue into her mouth slowly. Natasha moaned again and something in your own abdomen jumped. God damn your girlfriend made the most beautiful noises when she was enjoying herself.

“You have her attention, Bob. Take advantage of that.”

He broke the kiss again, staring into Phees eyes as his hands gently grabbed the hem of the black oversized t-shirt she was wearing. As he began to lift it, you decided this was a great teaching moment.

“Bob, hang on.” You instructed calmly and he did, looking up at you anxiously. You continued. “This is a perfect chance to build some anticipation. Before you rip her shirt off, skim your hands along her skin as you raise it. Let your hands wander and build some electricity. Appreciate her body and she’ll appreciate you.” He nodded once then began kissing Nat again as his hands slid under the hem and across her smooth stomach. You watched intently as his large hands glided down her sides and her hips then slid around to her bare ass. He gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze and both he and Nat let out almost matching whimpers. You smirked, pleased to have a student who learned quickly.

“She has a great ass, huh Bob?” you asked, and he nodded into their kiss. “Tell her. Complement her.”

Bob let his kisses wander up from her mouth, across her cheek, to her ear lobe then he whispered into Nat’s ear “God I love your ass.” And he squeezed it again. Natasha let her head roll back with a moan and you realized you were starting to feel a little warm. You loved her ass too.

With her neck exposed, Bob trailed kisses down from her ear all the way to the sensitive spot where her neck met her collar bone. You decided Bob didn’t give himself enough credit, he was doing a good job relaxing and following instinct. You knew Natasha wasn’t faking with her little kitten purrs as he worked the spot with quick licks and nibbles. It was becoming harder for you to remain an impartial instructor in this activity, you couldn’t help it, Natashas pleasure gave you pleasure, no matter how she was getting it.

His hands moved from her ass and began to lift the shirt, unhurriedly. Bob skimmed his fingers along the soft skin of Natashas hips and sides, stopping the assault on her neck to remove the black fabric completely. She stood there in a purple thong and bra you were sure made Bob’s heart skip a few beats at the same time yours did.

“Phoenix” he whispered adoringly. “You’re incredible. I just want to. I want to…” he trailed off while holding her hands and looking up and down her body in appreciation.

“She is so gorgeous, isn’t she Bob?” you asked huskily. “What is it you want to do? Don’t tell me, show us.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. Bob let go of Nat’s hands and cupped her breasts over her bra. He leaned down and placed a languid kiss on the top of one and then the other. Nat ran her hands through his hair and sighed. “Yes Bob, you’re doing so good baby boy. You’re making her feel so good.” You hummed.

“Bobby, take the bra off. I want more.” She begged and you watched as he turned her around quickly, pulling her into his body, eager to please. Bob bent down to suck on the sensitive spot in the crook of her neck while his hands slid her straps down her arms. He then stood and worked the clasps of the bra until they sprang apart, and the bra dropped down her arms and landed on the floor.

“Baby you have beautiful breasts. Bob, how would you show her you like them?” He looked up from behind her, his eyes dark with lust, and gave you a smirk, before his large hands wrapped around and cupped both of Natashas breasts firmly. Nat gasped as he began to knead her breasts, letting her head rest against his chest.

You were starting to feel moisture between your legs. Watching Bob work Natashas breasts, pinching her nipples and tugging on them was making you delightfully jealous but you tried to remain focused on his education.

Natasha was rubbing up against Bob as he worked her chest, moaning and running her hands along the outside of his thighs. You were starting to salivate at the sight of her squirming. Then Bob shocked both of you. He removed a hand from one of Nats breasts, put his two middle fingers in her mouth and she began to suck on them. A rush of heat ran up your spine.

“Very nice Bob, so hot. Now what are you going to do with those soaked fingers?”

Bobs eyes met yours as he removed his damp fingers from Natashas slutty mouth and quickly slid them into the top of her panties. Before either of you knew what was happening, he had run his slick fingers along her folds, causing Natasha to buck against him and release a loud pant. You squeezed your legs together, trying to calm the burning sensation rising between your own legs. You watched as his large arm snaked around her torso, holding her in place while his other worked her slit. You could see the wet spot growing in her thong and it was almost more than you could handle. You had to shake your head to remain focused on the job.

Natasha let out several moans then panted “Bob, God, oh Bobby. I want more.”

You smirked. She was so frantic, and you loved it. “She wants more Bobby, what are you going to give her? Get on your knees and slowly pull her panties down. Torture her.”

He did as he was told, dropping to his knees. He cupped her ass and lathered one of her ass cheeks with a wet kiss that made her moan with a grin. God that ass did things to you and your vision was starting to blur. Bobs fingertips dragged deliberately up the outside of her legs, ankle to waist, then even more slowly pulled her thong down to the floor. You were salivating at the sight of your beautiful girl standing bare and writhing in front of you.

“Bob, you’re doing so good. Can you hear all the small pants and moans she’s making?” He nodded his head as he stood, his hands roaming all over Natashas soft skin. “That’s how you know you’re doing a good job. She’s warmed up and ready for you, time to take things to the next step.”  

Natasha swung around and made quick work of his zipper, being careful not to catch his very large erection. She pulled down his jeans and briefs in one quick movement, releasing his large cock into the cool air with a gasp. You could see her eyes glistening with enjoyment. Your baby girl loved cock and you knew poor Bob was in a little bit of trouble. Nat got on her knees and began to suck him, hard, cupping his balls with one hand while the other braced on his thigh. Bobs hands instinctively grabbed on to Nats hair as his breaths became loud and ragged. He let out a loud “Oh shit” and looked at you shocked as Nat took him all the way in.

You smirked at him. “Bob, are you enjoying her mouth? If so, tell her. Complement her good work.”

He was now thrusting into Phoenix’s mouth while tugging on her hair, his mouth agape as he struggled for breath. His eyes drifted from yours down to hers and between pants he did just as he was instructed.

“Nat that feels amazing. Suck me, just like that.” And then his head lolled back as Natasha worked her magic.

“Bob, do you want to cum in her mouth? Or somewhere else? You asked and he growled as his head flopped forward to look at Nat again while she worked.

“I want to cum in her gorgeous pussy.” He let out through his forced breathing.

He was getting the hang of this. You knew how much fun Nat had working a cock with her mouth and that if you didn’t stop her now this would all end too quickly. “Natasha honey” you said and she slowed her ministrations before releasing Bobs cock with a loud pop.

She looked over her shoulder at you sheepishly. “Sorry babe, I got carried away.”

“Bob, help her up. Take charge. You know what you want next, make it happen.”

He bent down slightly and grabbed Nat’s wrists before yanking her up to him. Her body crashed into his and he began kissing her again. His arms snaked around her body and pulled her in even closer. The sweet sounds coming from her mouth had you squirming. You wanted to kiss that mouth so bad right now. Squeezing your thighs together wasn’t helping anymore, so you slid your hands into your underwear and began rubbing your mound to find some friction. You sighed and Bobs eyes opened. He took in the sight of you working your bud and his eyes widened while he still kissed Phoenix.

“Don’t worry about me Bobby, focus on her. You’re doing great.”

What happened next happened so fast you almost missed it. Bobs hands reached under Nat’s ass and lifted her off the ground. Two steps and he had her flung onto the bed on her back. Before either of you could say anything, Bob laid on his stomach and began kissing the inside of Natashas thighs, first one and then the other. Her head was now lying next to you on the mattress, and she smiled at you with so much heat in her brown orbs.

“Baby, I think he’s a fast learner.” She hissed as his mouth began to lap at the outside of her smooth slit.

“I think you’re right sweet girl.” You said with a smile before reaching over to gently remove some hair from Natashas forehead. You continued to rub yourself, enjoying every saccharine sound falling from your girlfriend’s mouth.

“God I want this pussy so bad. Tell me Natasha. Tell me I can eat your pussy?” Bob practically growled from between her tanned legs. Nat bucked her hips as she grabbed his hair and pulled him all the way in, his tongue beginning an all-out assault of her clit. Her back arched and you couldn’t help yourself. Your free hand grabbed a handful of Natashas right breast and began to knead it. She was making a range of feral noises now that had you pick up the pace in your own underwear.

“Bob, Bob, yes Bob. Right there, that’s perfect. Suck my clit, oh oh yes like that. Ughh” her back was arching now and you knew she was getting close. Natasha loved nothing more than having her pussy eaten. It was your favorite thing to do to her and you had to focus on something else to keep from joining Bob on the action.

“Shes getting close Bob. Fuck her. Let her cum on your cock.” You instructed as you removed your hand from Natashas breast. He lapped a few more times at her opening before sliding up her body and layering her breasts with kisses and nips of his teeth. Natashas hands were everywhere, his hair, scratching his shoulders and biceps. Natasha was a babbling mess of want and need.

“Robert Floyd if you don’t fuck me now I’ll, I’ll” Nat trailed off as he moved the head of his cock to her maidenhead. Bob’s face hovered over Nats briefly before he looked up at you, his face searching for permission.

“Make her feel good Bob.” You nudged and that was all the encouragement he needed. Bob slid his cock into Natasha and she let out a loud moan that sent your head spiraling. You needed more relief than this, you were so wet. As Bob began moving in and out of Natasha you reached over to the bedside table and pulled out your tiny bullet, pressing the button and practically shoving it down your panties. The buzzing went unnoticed as Bob and Nat continued to fuck on the bed next to you.

“Don’t let things get stale Bob, move her legs, let her feel you at different angles.” Bob growled into the crook of Natashas neck before he pushed back onto his knees. He threw Natashas legs onto his shoulders and grabbed her hips, lifting her up as he started to pick up the pace, bumping into her pussy with more pressure. She was becoming a loud, vulgar mess, practically screaming obscenities as her hands grabbed ahold of the bars above her head. The mess in your own panties grew with every shout Nat released into the thick air as you moved the bullet back and forth over your sensitive nub.

“Phoenix, cum baby. Cum on my cock.” Bob bellowed. He released her hips and grabbed each of her ankles. He spread her legs wide and really leaned into the fucking. Natasha just gasped repeatedly, no longer forming any words.  You knew she was close when she became incoherent like this.

“That’s it Bobby, let her have it. She’s ready. Make her cum.”

Bob released one of Natashas legs and put his fingers in her mouth to lick before moving them to her clit and rubbing fast and furiously on it while fucking her hard. A few moments later and Natasha was grabbing at anything and everything as she hollered out her orgasm. “I’m gonna cum. Oh yes Bob fuck I’m coming.” She let out the deepest, most feral screech as Bob fucked her through it. You were close to your own release and could practically see stars now. You realized Bob was looking at you while he continued to move in and out of Nat, slowing his pace. “She’s such a good girl. You’re so lucky.” He huffed and you looked down into her ravaged eyes as you quietly came, creaming all over your bullet. You leaned in to kiss her smoothly before looking back up at Bob.

“Don’t forget to take care of yourself Bob. You did so good getting Natasha there. Now move her how you want her so you can cum.” Natasha whimpered while Bob looked briefly contemplative. Then he removed his cock and hooked his finger in the air, beckoning Natasha to rise to him. Slowly and with wet matted hair, she did as she was told. With both on their knees he kissed her lightly, cupping her face, before he used his hands to work her around and onto all fours, her perfect ass up in the air.  Natasha was practically face to face with you now and grinning through a haze.

As Bob slid into her pussy, Natasha whispered up at you “This was a great idea.” Then Bob grabbed her hair in one hand and her hip in the other and began pounding into her. You watched Nats face melt into anguished pleasure as Bob began to rumble into the void. With her eyes firmly locked on yours Bob shouted “Fuck yeah” as he came hard into your girlfriend’s pussy. His body continued to push back and forth with his release. As he slowed his pace, he freed Natasha's’ hair, and you moved in to give her a gentle kiss. Bob leaned down, still attached to Phoenix, and peppered her shoulder blades and upper back with light kisses. Bob whispered into Natashas back “Thank you.” Then he slid out of her and sat back so that she could collapse onto the pillows next to you.

Natasha giggled, rolling over onto her side. “Come here, handsome.” And she motioned for him to lay down behind her. Bob did as he was told, molding his front to her back and wrapping his arm around her stomach as his head hit the pillow behind hers. You chuckled at the sight. Your girl was quite proud of herself, and you knew that once Bob left you would get to have your way with her as well. It was going to be a long night for your needy girl.

“Bobby, I think you’re ready to take Rebecca for a ride. How do you feel?” you asked. He had his face buried in Natashas hair at the base of her neck and he rolled back just enough to look at you. A goofy grin met his lips. “I can’t fucking wait.” And all three of you laughed.

“She won’t know what hit her.” Natasha added as she wriggled back into him further. “Also, this is the best part. The snuggles and praise after its over.”

He raised his head to prop it up in his hand and with a peck on her cheek he said “Thank you for sharing yourself with me. I feel much better about this now, and you were so perfect. You’re both excellent teachers. I can’t believe I’ve gone so long without this. What was I thinking?” Natashas grin grew even bigger.

“Don’t sell yourself short anymore Bob. Just like in the air, you’re a 10 in the sack. Gave all new meaning to don't think, just do." He shared a look with you and you both shook your heads with a laugh. He kissed her shoulder again, then got up and dressed, placing his glasses on his face last. In the dim light he came around the bed and kissed the top of your head, thanking you once again for your help. As he made his way back around the bed to head for the door, Natasha sat up and grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks.

“Bob” she said coyly with a sinful expression, “If things don’t work out with Rebecca, I don’t mind doing this again. If you ever need or want extra practice.” He just shook his head and smirked. You shared a look with him that communicated the same thing: This woman was wonderful and also going to be the death of you both. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

“Remember, this didn’t happen. See you tomorrow, Nat.” And with a wink he left the two of you alone in the room.

“Natasha Trace, you are so bad.” You said with a playful pinch to her side. She rolled over laughing and grabbed you until you were anchored on top of her.

“I know. And you love me for it. Now get over here and show much how much you love me for it.” And you did. All night long.

[sophieinwonderland]

Found a Hate Blog in The #Plural Tag. 😮‍💨

As I covered recently, "Plural" is an inclusive word with origins in endogenic and non-disordered systems.

If any anti-endo posts in the "#plural" tag or other inclusive tags, don't expect your DNIs to be respected.

They also are doing this knowingly. People have already tried to contact them about using the inclusive plural tag and the hate blog has stubbornly refused.

So if they're going to post in inclusive tags, I figured I might as well respond to some of their vent posts in anti-endo tags. As always, if anti-endos have a problem with this or feel boundaries are being unfairly crossed, please take it up with the hate blog I'm responding to that's invading our spaces.

Also, really weird how they just jump straight into saying "pro-endos" aren't systems either. Hate to break it to you, but there are a lot of traumagenic DID systems whose disorders and trauma are just valid as yours. And they manage to not be bigots too!

Wait... are they claiming that ALL dissociation can only be caused by trauma?

Although previous research has implicated a history of childhood trauma in the development of dissociative tendencies, insufficient cognizance (in this context) has been taken of the distinction between pathological and nonpathological dissociation. In this study, the relationship between childhood trauma and both pathological and nonpathological dissociation was investigated in a sample of 100 Australian adults. Pathological dissociation was positively predicted by dimensions of childhood trauma, but no such relationship was found for nonpathological dissociation (psychological absorption). The data are consistent with the traumagenic model of the dissociative disorders, but factors other than childhood trauma may also be pertinent.

Amazing how they compare us with anti-vaxxers while trying to claim all dissociation is traumagenic. This wasn't even hard to find. 🙄

"I don't care about any morals"

Well, at least you're up front about it.

Also, I tend to check the DID tags every now and then and you know what I don't see there? Endogenic systems!

"#Endo Safe" tags are more often than not used by pro-endo traumagenic systems.

Guess what! If you have DID, you get to post in the DID tags. Being a hateful bigot isn't a requirement! Anyone with DID has the right to post in the DID tags, and can tag their post as endo safe too!

Maybe you wouldn't get as many anons from endogenic systems if you stop posting in inclusive tags. Just a thought!

How are they harmful to the community again?

Weren't you just saying earlier that pro-endos were stealing resources? Now you're acknowledging that they're making resources for the community, but this is also bad?

LOL!

Genic labels literally only exist because of the pro-endo community. And the anti-endo community notoriously hates xeno-origins like NPD-genic. Yes, people will assume you're endo-safe when you use xeno-origins because these terms, like most resources in the plural community, were made by pro-endos.

Keep it up guys! It's working! We're spreading!

Sorry, I don't feel like rebutting anything here. I just appreciate seeing that our efforts are paying off!

The Future is Plural! 😁

Stop!

This talking point has been completely debunked.

System hopping was used by pro-endos 15 years before the earliest association with RAMCOA. The idea that it was a RAMCOA term is a total lie invented by anti-endos!

OSDD-1A and OSDD-1B are not actually official disorders. There is an OSDD. The first example, called OSDD-1 sometimes, gives two possible presentations. One with less distinct alters and amnesia, and another with no amnesia. But these aren't called OSDD-1a or OSDD-1b.

If your goal is education, this nuance is important.

Could it be because ASPEC people have dealt with a ton of exclusionism from some queer communities, and are more accepting of other people as a result? And perhaps they also recognize similarities between system exclusionists and queer exclusionists?

You're coming and posting in our tags!

That's why people keep interacting with you! "Plural" is a term coined by non-disordered systems, you've been told this, and you insist on posting in inclusive tags anyway!

You don't get to bust in someone's door, complain about them in their home, and then tell them not to interact with you! It doesn't work like that!

Funny how these are the only sources they can provide. And they exclusively deal with DID without even touching on other forms of plurality.

Anyway...

The ICD-11 says you can experience "multiple distinct personality states" without a dissociative disorder.

The creators of the theory of structural dissociation have said hypnosis and mediumship may involve self-conscious dissociative parts of the personality.

And Transgender Mental Health, written by Eric Yarbrough and published by the American Psychiatric Association (who publishes the DSM) says you can be plural without trauma or a disorder.

Sources repeatedly affirm that it's possible to be plural without trauma!

Anyone who claims it's impossible to be plural without trauma is either ignorant or lying.

And if you're going to keep spreading hate and misinformation, at least keep it out of inclusive tags!

[eddiesghxst]

i’m the one that sent the original box and polaroid fic!!

i want to double down on the post about robyn and steve finding the polaroid box, ride that train so to speak.

after they leave, and eddie is thoroughly redder and brighter than your thighs when you leave his house some nights, you arrive to the trailer and he reluctantly has to tell you. it’s only fair, and he can’t deal with keeping secrets from you if they don’t land him in delicious trouble (not this)

again, i’m pointing out how perverted the two of you are together which nobody knows. so when you smile at him, he starts to wonder if there’s anything that won’t make you want to jump his bones. him tying his hair up to work on a car, him leaning over the counter and his boxers peek up a bit, him literally making coffee.

but you ask him what it would be like if someone watched. i don’t think eddie would rationally EVER do this in real life because of the reaction he had when steve and robyn found the box. he would slit somebody’s throat if they saw you in the vulnerable state you bless him with. but he listens and listens as you tell him what it would be like to ride his dick while someone was sitting there. unable to touch either you or eddie. just in pain as they see you and your man fall apart from pure bliss again and again over and over. (inspired by an ex’s fantasy lol)

he leaves your thighs red again, burning and glistening that night. robyn catches him the next day at the store with a six pack in one hand and a brand new empty box decorated in the other as he buys them. she turns redder than your thighs if that’s even possible

- 🫶 anon

YES. A MILLION TIMES YES. I REALLY RAN WITH THIS ONE

also this is definitely not proof read

18+ — MINORS DNI

word count: 1k

for context: part one | part two

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For a moment, Eddie is surprised you’re not upset about Robin and Steve finding the box. He had worried that you would be too paranoid about more people finding your dirty little secret and make him throw out the stash entirely, but to his surprise (yet again), you weren’t upset at all. In fact, you were the exact opposite of upset. Eddie didn’t understand at first, but he quickly remembered how you and he ended up together in the first place, and that settled his confusion.

It’s been two months since you and Eddie hooked up, and since then, Eddie has fucked you enough times to notice when you’ve got that glint in your eyes, that means you have something brewing in that pretty little head of yours. He asked you just to come out and say it, but Eddie hadn’t expected you to tell him that you wouldn’t mind having Steve or Robin or both of them watch you and Eddie have sex.

“What do you mean?”

You shrug, feigning innocence as you fidget with the hem of your skirt. “I think it’d be hot, just letting them watch, you know?” 

Eddie blinks at you, a hint of disbelief flashing behind his eyes before he shakes his head. “No. Absolutely not; I’m not giving Harrington, of all people, front-row tickets to watch me screw your brains out.” 

Eddie was very solid in his decision then. He even emphasized his distaste for sharing you with a handful of hefty slaps to your ass and thighs topped off with hours of edging. Trying to explain to Robin why you hissed each time you took a seat was difficult. Still, she eventually understood when she remembered seeing a glimpse of a Polaroid in Eddie’s box—- the backs of your thighs red with visible hand marks across them, Eddie's hand splayed wide across your ass cheek, and a glistening white substance dripping over the red skin of your thighs. You’d never seen Robin’s face so red in your life.

Truthfully, Eddie doesn’t have a backbone when it comes to you, so it was only a matter of time before he gave in and granted you your filthy wish. He invited Robin and Steve over under the guise of a friendly hang out, blowing through a blunt before asking them if they wanted to watch him fuck you. You were initially shocked since Eddie hadn’t told you of his devious plan, but you certainly didn’t object. Robin, bless her sweet heart, had quickly made an excuse to run some errands and made a run for it, leaving behind a very willing and eager Steve to watch the show.

You’re not entirely sure what changed between then and now, but you don’t have it in you to ask, too overwhelmed with the sensation of Eddie fucking you within an inch of your life and the heated gaze of Steve from across the room.

“You’re putting on such a good show for Harrington, sweetheart,” Eddie hums from behind you, smirking when you mewl into his sheets, thighs shaking in pleasure. “My little movie star,” Eddie’s palm cracks down on your sore ass, a gasp ripping through your body as you spew out a line of Thank you’s.

“You wanna go ahead and tell Harrington how badly you wanted this, hm?” Eddie snickers when you shake your head no into his sheets, reaching forward to loop his fingers around your neck and pull you up against him. You moan as Eddie’s cock sinks deeper into your cunt, and Eddie groans at the feeling of you squeezing around him.

Steve can hardly believe any of this is real, shifting in the seat across the room as he palms his aching cock beneath his jeans, searching for any relief he can get.

Eddie’s lips brush against your ear as he speaks, “I want you to tell him. Tell him how badly you begged me to let him watch you turn into a slut for me.” Your hand falls onto Eddie’s that’s gripping your hip, pulling you up and down onto his cock. “I-I… please.” Words seem to fail you due to how deep Eddie is. Steve watches in awe as your eyes roll back and flutter shut. Eddie breathlessly chuckles, locking eyes with Steve over your shoulder as he continues to fuck you. 

“Make yourself useful, Harrington; grab the camera.” Eddie nods towards the Polaroid lying on his dresser and snickers when Steve practically scrambles to grab it.

Steve steps forward to stand in front of the bed, wide, intrigued eyes stuck on the movie unfolding before him. Eddie gives you a short thrust, and you let out a broken moan as he speaks, “Go on, start snapping shots.”

Steve quickly complies, heavily swallowing as he raises the camera to his face and snaps a shaky photo of you and Eddie.

Eddie pushes two fingers past your lips and sinks them into the warm cavern of your mouth, humming when you clench around him as your jaw drops. Steve quickly takes a close-up shot of Eddie's ringed fingers against your tongue.

“Get her pussy, Harrington.” Steve sinks to his knees, marveling at the sight of you taking every inch of Eddie. Wet sticky arousal dripped onto the bed and smeared across your and Eddie’s thighs. Eddie’s hand slips past your hip and spreads your sticky lips apart, putting your swollen clit on display for Steve.

Steve prepares to take the picture and groans, “Holy fuck,” Snap.

At the sound of the camera snapping, you topple over the edge of your climax, crying out Eddie’s name as you tremble within his grasp. Steve watches from the ground, lips parted in awe as he tries to submit every second to memory.

Snap.

Eddie doesn’t take long to follow you, pushing you forward to fall onto the bed in exhaustion, moaning as he slips out of you before flipping you over. He nudges your thighs open, smirking when you moan as he runs a shaky hand through his damp curls and wraps the other around his aching cock. Steve watches as Eddie jerks himself off to the end, aiming his release at your heaving chest.

Eddie is panting with hooded eyes as he glances toward Steve, still stuck in a trance at the foot of the bed. Eddie reaches out and gestures for Steve to pass him the Polaroid. Steve hands the camera to Eddie and watches him snap a photo of your cum covered tits, snatching the picture once it prints.

Eddie tosses the picture towards Steve and grins with a wink, “A gift for your services, Harrington. You know where the door is.”

When Steve settles into the driver’s seat of his car, he looks down at the newly developed photo in his hands and takes a deep breath.

What the fuck just happened?

[1kazul]

intro post but i'm a year late

hey! i'm kazul, nice to meet you :}

if incorrectly-capitalised stuff annoys you i highly suggest you continue scrolling now

shoutout to @/forest-fairy-wren. random (yet lovely) person i saw the blog of today who happened to have an intro post which inspired me to finally make one myself.

Important things:

- i'm transmasc! he/him pronouns, any neos (no pref) as well

- i'm a minor, please don't ask me for money or be nasty. you will get blocked.

- it's pronounced "kuh-ZOOL"

- i'm a furry and a questioning alterhuman. if you're remotely against either of these identities please dni

- i was raised on david bowie music and taught that he is love and he is life (/mj) so uhhm thats probably relevant somehow

- please use tonetags when saying something to me that could be perceived multiple ways! if you're not sure if that's the case, use a tag!

Stuff i like v

Music: bands/artists

david bowie (obv) and most 70s/80s rock + new wave bands (ask me if i know ppl you like!)

mother mother

radiohead

alex g

noah kahan

the backseat lovers

boywithuke/chandol (!!)

hozier (!!)

conan gray

sleeping at last

coldplay

billie eilish (sorta)

IDKhow

saint motel

lemon demon

will wood (both with and without his tapeworms)

jack stauber

fleet foxes

the barr brothers

death cab for cutie

all the epic the musical people

specific songs i love (you're seeing into my soul here):

sailor song - gigi perez

world burns - lokel

strawberry wine - noah kahan

unknown/nth - hozier

problems - pinegrove

runaway - boywithuke

Fandoms i'm in (in order of most stronglyness upon making this post):

epic the musical

the x-files

the disastrous life of saiki k.

dead boy detectives

brooklyn nine nine (jake peralta is Literally (/nsrs) Me)

doctor who

dandadan

supernatural

Stardew Valley

good omens

cyberpunk edgerunners (haven't played the game)

helluva boss (not a fan of hazbin hotel, really)

koe no katachi/a silent voice

the wild robot

legend of zelda, mostly botw & totk

bbc sherlock

httyd

[def more that i forgot and will add when i remember]

fun facts abt me because i can't think what to add next:

im not british (or anything non-american). in sixth grade my friend and i discovered bbc sherlock, got hyperfixated on it, and decided to start spelling things the non-'merican way. he's dropped it, but the habit has stuck with me since.

i really like boba tea and fully believe that tapioca is better than the popping pearls (the flavor of the latter is just lost in the tea, and there's barely any texture, what's the point??) (gen confused. /srs)

big fan of the sky. specifically the night sky but i like the sky in general. i love to take pictures of cool scenes in daytime and ones of the stars. sometimes i post them here.

I'm the drummer in a band that's part of an organization in my local place of living. we're called 'God Save the Queer'. it's me (transmasc, remember?), and a lesbian couple. currently we're working on covering Days by mothermother, and we're planning to do some original stuff in the future :3

my favourite emoticon/text face is :}, as can be seen at the top of this post.

i'm working on learning ASL! for funsies, to support the deaf community, and bc sometimes i hate talking. inspired originally by A Silent Voice (movie mentioned in the fandoms section. it's a beautiful anime about a deaf girl)

when writing does not need to be cohesive and understandable, (such as when texting) i love to use strange punctuation and capitalisation: (,,, , blah Blah ,, .example . Text Here.) my friends find it a nightmare. (or at least one has told me so :D)

i usually do exclamation marks in pairs. (!!) three seems too excited and fake, and one is rarely enough.

i really like the movie Fall Guy. the newish one starring ryan gosling. i would mention it in the fandoms section but i don't think there really is much of a fandom for it. i haven't gone looking, so i very well may be mistaken, i dont know. anyways yeah. fav movie atm and probably will be for a while (couple years mb. i'm picky.).

i'm orchidromantic, which means i feel attraction but don't want a relationship. fancy way of saying i have commitment issues :]

I have a scar on my forehead from my brother throwing a spoon around when we were younger. (my villain origin story frfr) (feel free to ask about it if ya care to know more /nf)

My tags!

kazzydoodles <- art stuff ( i barely ever post- i think i have two things on here that i've drawn lmao. but i might post more if i feel like it in la futura) (i don't think that's right.)

kazzyyaps <- my yapping posts! mostly talking about stuff going on in my life, or like random thoughts.

kazzy crashes out <- my vent posts. feel free to block this tag ^^

and that, dear reader, is the end. whether you read the whole post or simply skipped and ended up here, this is where you are now.

have a cookie 🍪. or if you don't want, or can't eat one, then have a wonderful day instead <3 (in fact, if you so choose, you may have both.)

:}

[nox-icate]

🐊 Welcome to the blog of your favorite swamp-dwelling reptile 🐊

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࿐ I go by quite a few names, which include: Evander, Donatello, Laurie, and Corrie! But I more commonly go by Nox on here! But feel free to call me whatever you deem suitable.

࿐ I use he/him, xey/xem, and they/them pronouns. Please only use enby or masculine terms when referring to me. Pronouns page <- ࿐ Please keep in mind that I have Autism, Dyslexia, Anxiety, ADHD, and that I am under the bipolar umbrella, keep patience with me in mind while interacting! ࿐ My birthday is 12/18/2007 making me a MINOR. ࿐ I am a teenager, meaning I have a tendency to make dark/inappropriate jokes, I can put on a filter if requested. ࿐ I do tend to be forgetful about some things (I genuinely have a horrible memory /srs) so please don't be afraid to point out on my slip ups/correct me if needed. ࿐ I am a very affectionate person with a tendency to cling onto people, and come off too friendly too fast. If I’ve ever crossed a boundary/made you uncomfortable please, PLEASE don’t be afraid to let me know. I don’t intend nor want to make anyone uncomfortable in any way shape or form and struggle with picking up cues/indicators that I’ve crossed a boundary (Plus being online the majority of my life and being homeschooled I tend to cling to people who I want to befriend and lack proper social skills).

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#my art <- Pretty self explanatory. #my sona <- Posts including one of my many sonas. #my ocs <- My original characters. #🐊 shiggles <- Just me being a dumbass. #🐊 rambles <- My text/rant tag. #TMNT Solidarity <- My TMNT iteration. Masterlist (TBA) #ROTTMNT FQ <- My ROTTMNT AU (FQ standing for Four Quarters). Masterlist (TBA) #TMLP AU <- An AU where the boys get teleported to Equestria I made that me and my close friends are working on. Masterlist (TBA) MOOTS:

@mossy-box (The Leo to my Donnie, and one of my closest friends!) Tag: #Overgrown box 🐢 @k9alpine (The Raph to my Donnie, also one of my closest friends!) Tag: #K9Alpha 🐺 @that-was-pigeon (My parental figure!) Tag: #Twas pigeon 🥔 @drixxtavern (Fish wife! /p) Tag: Tba More moots TBA

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࿐ I'm absolutely obsessed with reptiles, dinosaurs, bugs, and aquatic life! My favorite animals being Alligators and Crocodiles.

࿐ I have also found I have a strange infatuation with radiation (chernobyl in general), natural disasters, geology, abandoned buildings, and vintage children's books/poetry. ❗ DNI AND BOUNDARIES BELOW, PLEASE READ BEFORE INTERACTING ❗

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(Last edited 11/9/24)

[silvers-not-home]

INTRO POST RAHHH!!!!

errmmm i literally have no idea what to put so work with me here😭

IM A CHILD BTW YOU GUYS!!!!

you can call me tango, scar or mars :3

i identify as agender orchidromantic and bisexual!! (questioning orchidsexual)

i am a therian and otherkin that uses xenogenders and neopronouns so if you don't support/like that go away you weren't welcome in the first place

will post vents rarely and will be tagged with #/vent

i'm also visually impaired so i might have to change the color of the font sometimes to help me register it better😭 (if you need me to repost something with a different colored font please ask/dm me! ^^ i'd be more the willing to do that x3)

please use tone tags!! >~< /gen

this is a safe blog!! meaning i would never post g0re/nsfw/jump scares etc!! /srs /gen

(i do write smut but i would never post it here but i have posted it on my ao3 acc)

i would love to be friends with my moots >0< (if tumblr notifies me whenever they dm me😭)

my ask box is always open for (almost) anything! whether that be writing requests (i can't draw) or just silly goofy questions :3

i WILL write

shipping

angst

fluff

au's!! og or requested idm either one as long as the original owner is okay with it!! (and i would like some form of proof just to be safe /nm /gen)

any fandom i'm at least familiar with

ooc

i will NOT write

smut (not for commissions/requests at least)

g0re

inc3st (dni if you support that anyways like seriously ew???)

anything i've stated i won't post on here previously

my interests :D (in order of how normal i am abt them)

• life series/hermitcraft

• yhs (samgladiator)

• minecraft (yes i know they're basically the same thing shut up)

•twdg (please no spoilers i only just started s2)

• fnaf

• vocaloid

i am a scene kid in training (you guys i wanna dress scene so badly oh my god you guys please please i'm begging you at this point plea-)

also i'm currently figuring out how to set up an etsy account so i can sell my kandi!! you can find it here when i make it :3 (currently saving up so i can move out of my moms house early)

[on7u]

summary: u piss in the woods wit flirty and annoying ellie

cw: peeing in the woods? she teases u, thats literally it.. its fluffy um also i didnt know how to word it but whenever u see '_its' just say the first letter of ur name or first syllable wtv sounds better 2 u :3

a/n: this is my first big writing thing ever please excuse its shittyness if u can 😞🙏 its also really bad so actually dont even read this im just having a moment of weakness where i post. anyways MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!!!

you and ellie were searching for a place for you to pee. the woods were scary, you couldn't go alone! (”el come with me? i know you don't have to pee just what if a bear gets me?”) and there was no way you could just pee anywhere either.. (”right there?! what if an ant crawls up my ass or a thorn pokes me? no lets keep looking.”) that's how you two found yourselves walking through the forest you were originally just patrolling through, to find the perfect place for you.

“god why can't you just squat and go.” ellie groaned, looking at her foot in the puddle of mudd she just stepped in. you didn't respond, pushing your finger into her back to signal her to keep walking. she complied with your silent request, continuing to navigate through the trees to find something her picky friend might approve of. her eyes lit up at what she thought might satisfy you, taking a step towards it.

“oh how about th-” she was cut off by her foot sinking into what seemed like a poorly built groundhog's nest, as it crumbled under her weight. her entire leg sank into it and she let out a groan at the less-than-ideal position she found herself in.

you gasped and yelled out, “bellie!” as soon as she fell, grabbing her arm to stop her fall which proved to be pointless as the fall wasn't nearly as far as you thought it would be. ellie stopped caring as soon as the word fell out of your mouth. She looked up at you and smiled, squinting at the sun in her eyes and letting out a weak laugh. You frowned, letting her arm out of your grip.

god she has never looked more attractive in her life.

“what'd you call me?” ellie asked, reaching for you again when you started to turn around and walk away.

“nothing,” you responded curtly, narrowly avoiding her grabbing hands. “i'm gonna pee now.” you mumbled, squatting behind a bush.

“did you call me belly?” she asked, lifting herself out of the hole and dusting herself off.

it took you a while to respond out of embarrassment but finally, “it was an accident.” you said meekly. ellie snorted.

“what if i started calling you tits?” she suggested, turning around when you got up and pulled your backpack back on.

“it wasn't like the body part, it was like ellie with a b.” you grumbled, already tired of this conversation. it truly was a slip of the tongue! well, maybe you came up with the nickname in your head because of ellie's sweet tooth but still! ellie nodded, acting like she understood.

“aah so i should call you _its then.” she said, throwing her arm around your shoulders. you almost stopped in your tracks. as the two of you got closer with time, ellie had become more physically affectionate towards you but she had never given you a nickname. this had you confused because why was your heart beating so fast over a nickname derived from the word tits? why did your face feel so hot? why was ellie’s skin or your own making her feel so antsy now?

it was usual for you to not say much but what wasn't was for you to not push ellie away or make a face at her or groan. she looked for your face and grinned.

“you alright _its? you're feelin’ kinda hot.” she said, fanning you with her free hand. you whined and bat her hands away.

“yea i am hot.” you shove her arm off your shoulder and walk ahead of her to genuinely cool off, even if her raspy laughter from behind you made it hard.

[holdthelina]

gen question but isnt dedegoon or dedesuka or whatevr a proship? ive seen some ppl calling it a proship cuz its abusive but your bio says proship dni so idk if its ok to ship or what (sorry im new to this)

hiya! thank you for your ask! it isnt and heres why

first of all i am /Not/ proship. i am not anti-anti or whatever either. what drives me to ship them is the fact theyre friends who like to be in each other's company. i like their sweet moments together. they bond over scamming an innocent population and bullying children. they're partners in crime. theyre besties who talk shit about others as a hobby.

i also don't think theyre already dating. i look at their relationship and im like. you guys have some kind of weird crush on each other and you're also selfish assholes. they're in the world's worst situationship.

"but dedede whacks escargoon a lot!" not only does escargoon get physical towards him too (the dynamic starts shifting in the dentist episode) but his "punishments" are often for a reason. escargoon is often very mean to dedede. in almost every episode he calls him hopeless or stupid or ugly or anything like that. and that gets him a whack. if i were dedede i'd do that too! it'd piss me off! having my lackey who i pay and who i consider my best friend insult me so overtly over and over LOL. but does escargoon ever try and stop him his evil doing? hell no! the guy helps him and gives him advice and ideas! he is NOT a good guy either. he loves being mean! he literally says it!

of course escargoon cares a loy about him. pretty sure everyone is aware. i don't even need to compile all the times he runs after him or worries about his well being. one time he "left" after he realised he'd have to do all the waddle dee's chores and didn't want to do his job. guess who's shown tearing up when seeing what poor state dedede is in after being left all on his own. he's always protecting him and defending him (sometimes backhandedly) from other people. he holds dedede dear. it's obvious he does. he's an old man, he's not being manipulated into liking dedede. he genuinely cares about the guy.

there are episodes where they bicker a lot but end up getting along, episodes where they're the best of friends and episodes focused on their resentment against one another. the show kind of yoyos with their relationship. it's not really anything to take seriously. if you get offended from their interactions you'd get a heart attack from watching looney tunes. the back and forth of their dynamic is part of the fun!

I *highly* recommend watching the original version of the show as the dub often replaces sweet lines they share with jokes that don't really hit the mark. it's a shame. (however i will give the dub some credit on occasion)

Actually, i have a [post] that compiles a lot of sweet screenshots of them together. it doesnt include the times where they hold on to each other in the cannons or in the whispy woods episode or when esxargoon said "isnt this strange? can't you feel we're striving apart?" and dedede says "what! that's ridiculous!" in a lighthearted voice. or when escargoon makes a joke about a late night drive being romantic and dedede just? laughs in agreement? there's a scene where they call each other stupid in the most friendly way ever. i actually have a handy twitter of fun scenes where escargoon gets away with some things (doesn't include when escargoon yells at him in the fireworks episode or orders him in episode 69), like saying *he's* actually the one in power because dedede isn't competent enough to reign. or dedede understanding escargoon's concerns of him becoming dumber than he is already.

they're just villains who are attached to each other and are a team no matter what.

escargoon protects dedede a lot, and he cares about him more than what his job entails, but people tend to forget he's got a special place in dedede's heart too.

dedede keeps an album of pictures they took together. he never threatens to fire him and, as far as i know, never even cuts his salary and is the only one in the castle to even have a bonus. he shares the food he keeps from the waddle dees with him in episode 93. he clarifies he doesnt want knuckle joe's monsters to attack either of them. he's fine spending large amounts of money on him. twice? he never calls him ugly somehow. he even thanks him for having put up with him for so long and serving him well when the world is about to end. and then he clings unto him because he's scared of dying alone. his way of showing affection is not the "im crying because i think you're in danger" type of way that escargoon shows a lot but it's there.

Of course i don't think they're perfect gay rep. that's literally so stupid. you think im gonna look at two dumbasses who are bitter towards one another from what, a parodic, satirical children's anime from the early 2000s, and go "hmm yes this is what every queer couple should aspire to be this is peak lgbt rep"

If we're gonna talk about them how about we talk about some issues this show has that no one ever addresses. the colorism of the uv episode that is not put into question, not even by tiff, the moral compass. the rising sun imagery that is very much intentional as dedede is a caricature. the fatphobia? the fact kirby calls kawasaki and nagoya homos??? straight up???

people often blame episode 88, and yeah, it's not my favorite episode either. everyone's weird in that episode, not just dedede! yabui is far from empathetic, even the ebrums are disrespectful, and escargoon taunts dedede into chasing him for laughs and teases him about his old age. even at the end he teases him. i think it's one of those episodes that you just have to blame on the writers kinda like 89 (for example this one has got the right message but the execution is painful to watch. poor tiff.)

now, if 88 had changed their relationship it'd be a different matter. there are some sweet moments they share outside of their general "partners in crime" dynamic past episode 88 in my post actually! my favorite is the one where dedede has his arm around escargoon who's curled up like a cat while they're sleeping and the waddle dees are tucking them in from episode 91. it makes me so happy.

i could probably talk so, so much more about them. they're a huge comfort to me. however i don't trust just anyone with them. i am very much aware some people like them for the wrong reasons. but if you have a brain you can see where i'm coming from.

the show makes fun of them because they're evil, self-centered cowards. not because they're "gay" or anything like that. i saw someone call them queerbait one time and i had to log off for a minute.

anyway, to answer your question, people who do not recognize their genuine attachment to one another are bound to have a twisted view of them. i don't like dedegoon because they're "toxic" or awful to each other. but because they're each other's best friends. that's all. it's fine if you don't ship them, too. i just hope i can prove to people that they do matter to each other and that they're friends :)

[roadkillthefox]

INTRODUCTION

Hello, internet. You can call me Carrion or Roadkill. If calling me either of those makes you uncomfortable, Scavenger is fine. I use he/they/it pronouns. I am 20 years old. I am a perisex trans man who was AFAB. I am pansexual and demiromantic. I am alterhuman. My identities are as follows:

Melanistic “silver” red fox (past life, unsure on gender, but probably male)

Spotted hyena (past life, probably female)

Drake/wingless dragon (psychological)

Bearded vulture (otherlink)

Gray wolf (hearttype, along with canines in general)

Were-hellhound (both physical and psychological)

If you have questions about my nonhumanity, feel free to ask.

I first made this blog for venting purposes, mostly, so I’m still going to talk about a lot of things that impact my life. Depression, anxiety, imposter syndrome, chronic pain, PTSD, SA, SH, abusive parents, gender dysphoria, species dysphoria, etc. And I’m going to swear. A lot. This blog is for talking without a filter. I might even mention my problems with being hypersexual. This isn’t an 18+ blog, but it isn’t not one, either.

I have been diagnosed with autism, social anxiety disorder, general anxiety disorder, major depressive disorder, ADHD, CPTSD, and fibromyalgia. I am part of a median system (each part/alter will have their own intro below).

If you have a problem with any of this, please don’t harass me. Just block me and move on with your day.

I’m also going to post song lyrics that I like, reblog stuff I’m interested in, and maybe share some art that I make, now that I’ve decided to use this as my main blog.

This is a safe space for everyone. Systems of all origins, those with personality disorders, those who use pet or age regression (just be aware that I do swear quite a bit). This is also a safe place for paraphilias that are not harmful (so all except those that involve children, animals, and the dead). Any hate or harassment towards myself or anyone in my comment sections will not be tolerated and will result in you being blocked immediately.

One of my interests is vulture culture, or the collection of parts of animals (bones, antlers, feathers, etc), and I made a side blog for that specifically. You can find it at @scavengerlyfe

DNI (fuck off, get help, etc.): racists, sexists, homophobes, transphobes, acephobes, anyone who hates intersex people for any reason, ableists, zionists and supporters, pedophiles and supporters, zoophiles and supporters, necrophiles and supporters, anti endo, TERFs, people (dumbasses) who think that those with NPD and/or ASPD and/or any other personality disorder are inherently abusive (this falls under ableism, but I had to say it again), etc.

Note: I don’t care if you’re a religious person. Just don’t try to convince me that being myself is inherently wrong. I worship nature itself; don’t try to tell me I should believe what you believe. Same goes for political beliefs. I don’t care, just don’t harass me about it

PART/ALTER INTRODUCTIONS (We call ourselves the Fractured Mirror Collective, by the way. Unanimously agreed on it). Everyone in this system is an adult, but please don’t flirt with any of us, even jokingly (unless you know us irl)

Ilerei

Gender: female, uses she/her, but doesn’t mind being called they/them once in a while

Species: unsure, some kind of unique creature

Origin: host made an imaginary friend as a kid. That imaginary friend became real and basically the host’s sibling and voice of reason

General traits: caring, protective of the host, tries to keep everyone else in check

Moth

Gender: genderless, uses it/its

Species: winged demon-like being, possibly undead

Origin: unclear, literally just showed up out of nowhere, took control of the body and freaked out about the lack of wings and claws. That was 8/12/24, so Moth is very new here

General traits: angry most of the time, obsessed with wings and flying. Enjoys collecting feathers. Tends to say violent things

Haunt

Gender: unclear, but uses any pronouns

Species: Wenditcher (Hollywood’s bastardized version of the w*endigo)

Origin: not sure, possibly trauma-based

General traits: Quiet, mostly apathetic, hungry all the time. Enjoys collecting bones. Less angry than Moth, but talks a lot about how edible most living things are

[swag-system]

swag system pinned post!!!

collective it/its pronouns (ur free to ask for individual pronouns!!), 21 years old, fictive heavy, honestly were just here to chill.

PLEASE always feel free to interact or send asks we think its fun!! i am literally on my hands and knees begging u to send asks it can be literally anything u want. enrichment in my enclosure please?

more info under the cut

TAGS:

#___ speaks - posts made by us. usually itll be herbert speaks but sometimes other guys like to chatter. ??? speaks will be our tag for either blurry, anonymous, or just unknown fronter ]

nvm we made an emoji tagging system instead bcs bitches KEEP CHANGING THEIR NAMES!! refer to here

#answering asks - responding to asks. was originally ___ answers but that was honestly clunky and pointless so itll just be answering asks now :p

FRIEND TAGSS tags for beloved friends. if u want a friend tag just lmk and ill do it :3

#our pookie bop - skibidi friend bop hyptanyl

#brainworms beloved - partner sys <3

LOWKEY I FORGET TO USE FRIEND TAGS MOST OF THE TIEM LOL. SORRY

ILL ADD MORE LATER IF UR A FRIEND OR MUTUAL AND U WANT UR OWN POOKIE TAG PLSSS ASK

OTHER BLOGS:

this is for other blogs owned by members of this system

@codys-mspaint-art THIS IS OUR ART BLOG BTW!!!

@evil-harold "evil harolds evil blog"

@wooweewooilookjustlikebuddyholly trents blog. hasnt been used in a while bcs motherfucker went DORMANT!!

@hater-duncan duncans blog. not used too often anymore

@scabbit scabs blog. this guy sucks. his blog sucks.

there will probably be more added later but these are the only actually active blogs rn

WARNINGS:

we smoke weed a LOT and occasionally drink alcohol. WE NO LONGER TAG WEED USAGE, IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY WEED THIS BLOG IS NOT FOR YOU!! however i do tag alcohol mentions with #tw alcohol

we reclaim slurs. we do not currently tag use of faggot but we might start tagging it upon request

remember that we are 21 years old and may possibly make or reblog adult only posts!! we will tag anything of that nature with #minors dni so if ur under 18 PLEASE block that tag

thats all for now!! i love u all do what u want forever and live ur best life no matter what okay?

[ariesshifts]

↳ WELCOME TO MY BLOG

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↳ part 1 - about me

my name is lillie but call me aries, any pronouns, intp, 19, march aries, shifter ofc, epileptic ginger, enjoyer of many things, certified fangirl.

pls dni if you’re, homophobic, transphobic, racist, a trump supporter, an anti-shifter (unless your chill). just be a decent person.

my dms are always open to talk! <3

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↳ shifting journey so far

i just joined tumblr like 2 months ago n never posted lol! but i’ve been shifting since late 2020, i originally heard of it back in 2018 on youtube but didn’t act on it, however it resurfaced in 2020 and my journey started.

i ‘mini-shifted’ to my mha dr for the first time back in 2022 i think, i used the raven method n woke up to bakugo yelling in the dorms.. who he was arguing with idk?? next thing i know he’s literally busting into my dorm room and i got so shocked i shifted back here (bkg getting his ass beat next time i shift to mha trust.)

anyway! i did have 2 other ‘mini-shifts’ in 2023 both to streamer drs that only lasted a minute at most, after this i didn’t see any progress so i switched it up and started using the lucid dreaming method which i honestly loveee but i wasn’t able to stay consistent or had time to even indulge in it truly cause i had a ton of personal life issues going on but i’m now back n ready to shift again! :)

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↳ part 2 - my drs! (long list lol, gonna post intro posts eventually)

LIFESTYLE REALITIES

nijiro dr better cr

N/A. N/A.

youtuber (sam&colby). streamer (somebros)

N/A. N/A

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SHOW REALITIES

fear the walking dead. teen wolf

introduction N/A.

the 100. the maze runner

N/A. N/A

the vampire diaries deadly class

N/A. N/A

alice in borderland outerbanks

N/A. N/A

stranger things

N/A

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ANIME REALITIES

my hero academia my villain academia

N/A. N/A

tokyo revengers bungou stray dogs

N/A. N/A

jujutsu kaisen attack on titan (college au)

N/A N/A

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GAME REALITIES

hogwarts legacy until dawn

N/A. N/A

Danganronpa V3 (no despair) mouthwashing

N/A. N/A

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MISC REALITIES

monster high creepypasta

N/A. N/A

most definitely gonna procrastinate on posting the intros but that’s okayyy!!

also i either obsess w a dr for like 6 months or move on to another within 2 weeks so yeah!! that’s a cycle that just happens for me.

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↳ extras??

some music artists i like: pierce the veil, movements, deftones, hole, lil peep, hoizer, gigi perez, rigby, the smashing pumpkins, daughter, chase atlantic, the weekend, one direction, bts (music taste is all over the place)

some yts, and streamers: berleezy, i’m_dontai, joeiaco, physicalgamerz, EGHQ, kai cenat, AMP, sturniolo triplets, caseoh, sam & colby.

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↳ part 3 the end! thank you for reading if you did!

this was my first post so i didn’t rlly know what to write or what i’m even doing but yuh! <3

last updated 2/22/25

[the-great-ladyg]

hi! to preface this i don't mean it to be aggressive at all and i don't want to start a fight or any discourse, i'm just genuinely curious about something. if you don't want to answer or interact with me feel free to delete this ask or block me. i'm relatively new to the selfship community, and i've noticed that proshippers "stealing" imagines from antis. now, i'd like to ask, not with any malicious intent, why? coming from someone who noticed an imagine of mine reposted by you when looking through the imagines tag. now, i know you'll say block and ignore, i do have the proship tag blocked for my own comfort, however i wasn't aware there were different tags and so it showed up for me. i know that, again, for my own comfort, i put "proship dni" at the end of my post, and so i'm wondering why, in literal terms, stealing my writing and reposting it doesn't count as interacting? i won't ask you to take it down, and i'm more curious than anything, and again i don't want to start discourse. hopefully you don't want to either. thank you!

Oh, I've been wondering when this would happen since the first day I posted an imagine

At least for me, I do it as a way to give imagines to proshippers who don't want to interact in any way with people who don't want that interaction, also as a way to give them the chance to see that imagine and not come across rude people who wish the worst on them (many of the imagines I post are from people like that), it feels so bad when you read a cute imagine and there's a "proshippers dni kys pls". The selfshipping community can be so beautiful, but reading something very cute with a "proshippers dni" feels like they're saying "no, this cute scenario is not for you, also kys", that's why I left the selfshipping community in twitter, I couldn't enjoy being surrounded by people who don't wish to interact with me. So, I just want to give positivity to people like me, selfshipping is for enjoying and sharing, not feel attacked and harrassed, but also I sometimes do it out of spite after seeing a very rude dni.

I don't think it can count as an interaction, since I don't leave any fav or rb, no screenshots or @ that lead to the original author and even block them, again as a way to avoid interaction with someone who doesn't want it and to not lead to any harrassment. Did I take it without permission? Yes, but I don't say is my own creation because it's not, and I avoid interacting with any of author with a "proshippers dni" because they "ask" me to.

Sorry if I offended anon by doing it, I can't say I won't do it again since I want to do my best to help my fellow proshippers feel validated and safe in here, I might do my own imagines in a future just like I did with my FNAF imagine, but, yeah, I don't do this to make people angry.

[cablestatic1184]

📺 🛠️ TeVe ‘’ S SiDEBL0G -> 🧷🧦

[PT: TeVe’s Sideblog. End PT]

[ID: an image of a zoomed in shot of black jeans with the words: BOYFRIEND TO SOME GIRLFRIEND TO OTHERS, embroidered on it red, capital text. End ID]

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-> Hiya! This is @the-cookie-jar-system’s side blog for my OC (original character) and F/O (fictional other), TeVe/TV. More information under the cut, please read :3 (I have BPD, DID, Autism, probably ADHD and I struggle with schizoaffective disorder)

(she/her for TV 📺, he/it for me 🍔)

-> With any other F/Os am I completely fine with sharing, but specifically TeVe, I am non-sharing. (You can call her hot and say you want her and stuff, that’s fine, I get it :3 but no Selfshipping with her specifically)

-> I’m using this blog for anything that reminds me of her, anything I draw and write, and that’s basically it :3

-> I am a system, however me (algae) is pretty much always frontstuck and is the only one who actually cares about TeVe so therefore will most likely be the only one posting :]

-> While I am cringe and free in most aspects, I still get a bit embarrassed writing and drawing myself in romantic situations, so therefore I often use the name “Fox” and draw the body with fox ears, a fox tail and fox paws, to kind of separate myself from it when I’m feeling a bit shameful, we are unlearning shame with this one boys!

-> I don’t really do tone tags, I can’t remember them, sorry.

-> I pride myself in getting my martial arts terminology right however I am also new to Brazilian Jujistu (only done it for a year and a couple months) and I practiced Muay Thai for a small amount of time before realising it just wasn’t for me, so correct me if I get a term wrong!

-> I love food and don’t tag it, beware.

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🕹️🛢️ i ‘’ M G0NNA THR0W UP T0NiGHT !! -> DNi !! 🥊🧨

[PT: I’m gonna throw up tonight! DNI! End PT]

Don’t interact with me if

-> Basic DNI criteria (racism, homophobia, transphobia, anti-religion etc.)

-> Anti-contradictory labels (lesboy, turigirl etc.) (I’m a nonbinary butch man so like, good luck here I guess)

-> Anti-selfship / yumeship

-> Anti-MOGAI

-> bring system drama in here (I am traumagenic, I don’t care about endos, leave me alone (unless you’re like.. fucking weird <- vagueing about an endo I knew who had a system from “losing their streak on duolingo”, then leave me the FUCK alone.))

-> Can’t handle slurs being reclaimed (I use the f slur, t slur and mental illness I have’s slurs, I’ll tag if needed)

-> Anti-self dx.

-> I’ll add later when I need to.

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🎧🥋 i’’ M HAViNG THE TiME 0F MY LiFE !! -> TAGS !! 🩹🦷

[PT: I’m having the time of my life! Tags! End PT]

-> #i’m gonna meet someone - teve / tag for anything TeVe related

-> #i’m gonna fall in love - foxcable / tag for anything me x TeVe

-> #i’m gonna get thrown out of the club - my art / my art :p

-> #i’m gonna write my name on the side of something - other’s art / other’s art :p

-> #i’m gonna take pride in something - stims / stims that remind me of either TeVe or both of us.

-> #i’m gonna feel alive or something - misc. / other stuff i make that isn’t drawing or writing.

-> #sparks will fly magic will happen - asks / asks :p

-> #i’m gonna hate myself - shame corner / i make something and get embarrassed by it lmao

all lyrics are from Tonight by That Handsome Devil (i love him my main blog’s theme is literally just him lol.)

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[ID: a tumblr post by @/sapphling on October 9 reading: i’m a boy in a slutty way and a girl in a scary way. End ID]

[anonymousys]

an introduction.

we’re the canidae clade, aka the “anonymousys” if you want to call us that! we’re a newly-discovered system that still struggles with a lot of denial, as well as poor distinction and little-to-no communication, so we decided to create this blog to explore our individual and collective identities without having to be out to people on our main blog. as stated in our bio, if you think you know us, you don’t; unless you’re also a system and you think you’ve interacted with us before on our main, we’d really appreciate if you don’t ask about our main blog here or vice versa!

we are bodily a minor, ethnically and religiously Jewish, and not quite sure of our origin, but we think we’re endogenic or mixed origin. we’re presumably monoconscious or something close, and don’t have a headspace that we know of. we’re not too invested in trying to find the perfect labels or figure out our exact origin, we just wanted to share some info so that other folks can understand our experiences better!

people you might see here:

🐾🍂: host, he/they/it + canine neos. possibly frontstuck/locked, fronting alone or with someone else 99% of the time!

🐾🌱: also he/they/it + canine neos! we thought the host and i were the same guy for a while and we’re pretty blendy and similar so we’ll probably just use the same tags :)

🌿 caroway: probably a caretaker. he/him. adult and the oldest dude here, at least in terms of vibes (?)

📀: they/it. seemingly younger than the rest of us, presumably ~13. spotted hyena therian :P

❄️ delta/juneau/alaska: ze/hir. the original writer of this post (w/ 🐾). most accurately described as if a sled dog was vaguely snarky.

🔔 bell: they/them. doesn’t talk very much. fictive of bell from call of duty: black ops cold war.

🍵: he/him. obnoxious and doesn’t front much, generally just gives off bad vibes from right behind front.

🌾: it/they. we’re collectively a therian but they’re the most therian-y. literally just a straight-up coyote (?)

to indicate who is writing posts, we’ll use “[signifying emoji here] speaking” tags. to categorize reblogs/content saved by different folks, we’ll use “[signifying emoji here]’s stuff” tags.

if we’re not sure who is fronting (which is an unfortunate amount of the time) we’ll either assume it’s 🐾🍂 or 🐾🌱 and use the “🐾 speaking” tag or, if we genuinely don’t know/it’s a new guy, the “💭 someone’s speaking” tag!

things to know:

we don’t really believe in dnis, but please know that if you are one of the following and show up in our notifications, we will most likely block you, so lurk/interact at your own risk (different folks are different levels of strict about this):

anti-endos, radqueer/transid users, antisemites, transandrophobia deniers, and tankies. this list is subject to change and/or expansion.

— written by ❄️ (juneau) with 🐾

edited on 1/22/25 by 🐾 and 📀!

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