#aech :3

[mogai-sunflowers]

hey, i made you/a sim inspired by you!

everydaywear, wanted something sunflower-y but still like, night-themed

formalwear, this dress just fit so well

athleticwear, same vibes as the first

sleepwear, this gorgeous nightgown, very fem

kept the purple theme with partywear

swimwear is a combo of fem and butch

hot weather is very butch

and i just thought this for cold weather was cute

look it’s you!

[Image ID: A string of 9 images. They are all screenshots with a blue/green gradient-style background. The first 8 show the same sim character, a white girl with short red/ginger hair, in different outfits.

In the first image, the sim is wearing a long golden skirt with a spaghetti-strap cropped tank top.

In the second image, the sim is wearing a long, short-sleeved black button-up dress with red fern leaves and red flowers on it.

In the third image, the sim is wearing a cropped, quarter-length sleeved, black drawstring shirt and yellow jogger pants.

In the fourth image, the sim is wearing a long, deep magenta robe tied with a waistband.

In the fifth image, the sim is wearing a long black skirt with a sleeveless purple blouse and a black bow around the collar.

In the sixth image, the sim is wearing a spaghetti-strap black swimsuit top with variously-colored, bright shapes, and a pair of black swim trunks with a white stripe on the outside.

In the seventh image, the sim is wearing black shorts and a short-sleeved, blue and red plaid unbottoned button-up casual shirt over a simple white undershirt.

In the eighth image, the sim is wearing a one-piece snowsuit with blue, purple, pink, and white abstract triangular designs, over black undergarments and snow boots.

The final image is just the blue background with a white banner at the top that has blue text which reads "REIGN SUNFLOWERS (SHE/HER)".

End ID.]

some details about the sim, she has nail polish in the lesbian colors and sunflower earrings

this is literally so fucking cool!!!!!!!! and you got my look down pretty well wow!!!!!!!! thank you so much for this, it's so cool that you made smth inspired by me ahhhhhhhh :333333

i've always tried to get into sims actually asdfadsf, it confuses me so much but i remember in my freshman orchestra class, some students were playing the sims life simulator game thingey in class and live-reporting on the wacky shit going on in the game and it was HILARIOUS, i'll have to look into it again sometime lol!

[artsyaech]

my mcr moots <3

i have no idea how accurate this is

@artistic-scribbles @the-dyke-of-handsomeness @gay4way @cringefail-loser @basment-bunni @bitchboy @fr4nksgr33nt34 @emailmeurheart @empty-pools-vacant-alleyways @faggyv4mpire

feel free to yell at me in the notes

[oh-gh0st]

cursed to be rotten

[anonbinaryweirdo]

my back is killing me. how very dare you.

not my fault, yours

[slamminslamminmcgill]

(same anon) terrified that i accidentally said bill and ted instead of bill and frank in the last ask. in my defense im Very high rn

you did but you're the smartest person in the world that shit's going in the drafts IMMEDIATELY

[artsyaech]

angel, u kiss me??? /pos

anyways

me walking to the bathroom seeing @bitchboy @runway-houses-city-clouds and @clownatthevampiremansion performing a ritual to summon their respective blorbos

Fuck it I'm starting a tag thing

Put one out of context picture in your camera roll and tag at least 2 people

@prisencolinensinainciusol09 @professional-termite @jules-n-gems

[mogai-sunflowers]

hello, tumblr user mogai-sunflowers

hello beloved artsyaech <33333 /p

[artsyaech]

me

[GIF ID: a gif of a white cat laying on the floor moving its paws in a grabby motion. end ID]

HAIII

[babybatscreationsv2]

Daddy, Look!

Marvel | Starker

Tony was just trying to give Peter something to keep him busy on the long train ride, but brats can't stand to be ignored.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings and tags below

For Aech <3

Warnings/tags: public sex, D/s, daddy kink, remote control vibrator, brat!Peter, femboy!Peter

The train rattled along the tracks. Open countryside rolled by bringing a peaceful sort of energy to the passengers on board. Except for Peter who couldn't quite sit still. He clasped his hands in his lap and squeezed his thighs together. He was grateful that the sound of the train covered the buzzing sound coming from his lap. Their car was open to the twenty or so other passengers who sat and relaxed or wandered around stretching their legs. A man sat across from them reading a newspaper. Across the aisle was a group of three women who chatted excitedly. No one was paying him any attention, but it sure felt like everyone was watching.

Tony's hand dropped onto his thigh. He coaxed Peter's legs apart, not much, but enough of a suggestion. His fingers teased his skin for a moment before settling in place. The man seemed otherwise enraptured with the crime novel he was reading.

Peter took a deep breath. The vibration was constant and that meant he was slowly getting used to it. He could tolerate it now. He watched out the window and couldn't help bouncing up out of his seat as a herd of black and white cows came into view.

"Tony, look! Cows!"

"Cute," Tony said. His fingers trailed up the back of his thigh and palmed his ass. The toy inside him changed settings to something pulsing and hard to ignore. Peter leaned back into Tony's hand, moaning quietly before he remembered where they were. He gasped and jumped back into his seat where he glared at the man. Tony only chuckled.

"Excellent view don't you think?"

Peter swatted his arm. "I hate you."

Tony gripped his chin, eyes narrowed. The vibration increased until Peter's eyes rolled back and his mouth hung open. "You what?"

"Please daddy," Peter gasped. "Daddy please please please-" he panted. He couldn't stop. Stuck begging and squirming, completely helpless.

The toy slowed, then stopped. "Oh, but you hate me." Tony faked a pout. He turned away to look out the window. Peter climbed into his lap and kissed his cheek.

"I'm sorry, daddy. I didn't mean it."

Tony looked at him, seeming to debate if he would forgive him or not. He gave him a quick kiss. "It's alright, baby."

Peter settled back in the seat, but the toy remained off. Only now he wanted it on. He waited patiently as the train kept rolling, but his patience didn't last forever.

"Daddy?" he whined.

"Hm?" Tony barely acknowledged.

Peter glared. He wasn't going to tolerate that at all. He picked himself up and sat on Tony's lap, squirming in an effort to make himself comfortable until Tony had to grab his hips and stop him.

"What are you reading?" Peter asked innocently.

"You wouldn't like it," Tony answered.

"Tell me about it. I'm bored."

"You should have brought something to do."

"I should do you," Peter said simply without bothering to lower his voice.

Tony was phased. "Then you should behave better."

"I was only showing you cows." Peter crossed his arms over his chest. "I'll keep 'em to myself next time."

"Don't be a brat."

Peter stood and turned to sit on the opposite bench. He didn't even look at Tony as he slid next to the other man.

"Reading something interesting?" he asked with a smile.

The man smiled back, looking up from his paper as if from a dream. Or maybe as if he were falling into one. Peter let him tell him all about a mayoral election in his town while he slowly spread his legs apart and let his skirt ride up. He wasn't even sure Tony had noticed when the man decided to join their conversation.

"That's very interesting," he said and when Peter looked at his face the toy clicked back on. He was too distracted to catch the rest. But the stranger started talking so Peter went back to nodding politely at him, hiding his disappointment when the toy stopped.

"I've heard about him. He has some big opinions on food taxes," Tony commented. Peter looked at him again, brain melting as his eyes met his face and he realized the game they were playing. The conversation faded away as he looked at Tony and the toy buzzed higher and higher as if rewarding him for forgetting anyone else existed. He didn't have any control over it when he came. Only the tiniest squeak escaped him. They both looked at him, one concerned and the other smug. The toy died down and then stopped.

"Are you alright, young man?"

"Yes, sir," Peter choked out. "Excuse me." He went back to his seat, pressing into Tony's side like a frightened puppy.

Tony carried on until the conversation died naturally. The other man went back to his newspaper.

"You get what you wanted?"

Peter considered the trouble he'd get in if he told Tony he hated him twice in one day. "Yes," he admitted instead.

Tony only chuckled and gave him a kiss.

[hyuuukais]

SO true SO real. i would trust my mooties w my life tee bee aech. me when 3 ppl here know my address and more know my real name 🧍‍♂️

[anonbinaryweirdo]

Can ya hear me screaming ??

heheheheheehe

he's a little man. hehhehehhhe.

[jpitha]

Just a Little Further 10

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Well shit.

Looking up, it was clearly a human woman in a pressure suit. I didn't recognize the model of pressure suit at least, so I don't think we're dealing with time travel stuff. At least I hope not. I did read an article once about how during the development of the wormhole generators we were exploring FTL travel and realized that any FTL drive is also a Time Machine (since Speed is a function of distance over time and if you can't reduce the distance you reduce the time) and that line of research was shut down very quickly.

But looking up at her, I'm not so sure now. She has a beautiful face, framed in long hair that is spilling out of the helmet ring of her suit. She doesn't have a helmet on, and she doesn't seem to be wearing any accessories other than the suit, no gun on her back. She's making a grand gesture, pointing out towards the promenade.

The bird people and octopus people catch us gawking. One of the bird people, Starlight on a Moonless Evening, I think, says "Ah yes, our patron Saint "The Builder Aeche." She watches over us and keeps us safe.

"Well, I see why everyone is so nervous around us." I said more jovial than I felt. "Everyone sure didn't seem pleased to see us walking down the promenade though, lots of glares and unhappy looks."

When I said that, both Captain Q'ari and Fer'resi's head snapped over to me. They did not see that. Q'ari looked at Fer'resi and they had some kind of body language conversation, and Q'ari said to Fer'resi "I apologize Holy One, but I can't say your name because it will give away that I am talking to you and not my friend here. I am speaking ancient K'laxi. Are we in danger? Indicate yes by looking at me, no by looking at the statue."

I didn't know if we're in danger or not! I don't think we're in "shoot and run away" danger yet. I decided to split the difference and look exactly between them, down the Promenade. "Rapid River Roaring, how many sapients live here? I've never been on a Starbase so large and... expansive."

Rapid River Roaring's feathers ruffled slight annoyance. I don't think they were expecting much small talk. "Oh, I'm not exactly sure, but well over 10 million at last census I believe."

What.

"10 million?" I said legitimately surprised. "I had no idea it was so many."

"Oh yes" They said absently. "Come, I am very hungry, let us go eat." and they started to walk inside.

With a resigned sigh, I turned and followed. We might as well see this through, but I couldn't shake the feeling we were in trouble.

Inside the administrative offices was a grand entryway all polished stone and more lights that we couldn't find the source, so everything was evenly lit and then...

it was an office building.

It was almost comical how boring it was. It could have been an office on any colony in human space, other than the panoply of sapients at work.

We walked down a carpeted hall until the smells of food being prepared became prominent. We turned a corner and it was...

a canteen. Like, every canteen I've ever been to while in the Navy has looked like this. Apparently it's universal.

There was a long empty table in the back that was set with linen and plates were set. Zemmlin led us to the table. The octopus people took up station at one end of the table and the bird people took up station at the other. We were directed towards the middle. As we sat, one of the insect people I saw earlier walked up to Smell of the Ocean carrying something small and black. With a little bow they handed to Ocean and walked away. They examined it, pressed a button and saw lights illuminate on the side. Battery level? Seeming satisfied he sat and spoke to Fer'resi. "Here. This is our latest translator. Please see if you and your ship can integrate our language models to further facilitate communication."

Fer'resi took the box smiling but then looked at me and flicked his ear. I said "It's a translator module. They're giving it to you."

"Ah" he visibly relaxed. "Thank you Melody." He turned and tried to speak. "Ah, thanks many for this."

Ocean smiled.

People started to bring out steaming trays of food. It looks like they're going to feed us family style and let us pick and choose. That's nice of them at least.

I saw things that looked like bread, stews, maybe some kind of grain dish, a few things that might be fish or other marine creatures, and things I was pretty sure were vegetables. On a hunch, I ran my personal mass spectrometer over all of them and they were completely fine to eat. They looked to be fine for even K'laxi too. After we all agreed that the food was safe to eat, and began to serve.

I have to admit, it was good. All of it. Being careful not to eat too much - in case we had to run - I tried a little bit of everything. It was all very very good.

As we ate, the bird people and the octopus people ate as well, but I couldn't help but notice that they were spending their time looking - glaring really - at each other the whole time. I wonder if they were in something like a competition about us or something.

"So Ottarn... " I was trying to speak to all of them, it gave be a better gauge on how they were reacting. "This is all amazing food, thank you for sharing with us. Where do you get it? Is it all grown locally?"

Ottarn laughed. "Of course it is, Holy One. As you have no doubtless seen, our system has no planet. We have a planetoid a few hours travel away that was hollowed out by the Builders and good soil and an artificial sun was added so we can grow crops. We only have to provide water and water ice asteroids abound in this system, so we have what we need. It's part of the reason that we are able to thrive here."

Turning to the other end of the table, I said "Rapid River Roaring, Vivvex had mentioned that you thought the Gates were disabled. How do you traverse the stars if the Gates were closed?"

"Holy One, I mean no disrespect, but... we do not." Vivvex said sadly. "All you see is all we have. The Gates have been closed to us for more than three generations."

I stopped. Switching back to Colonic - it was so easy to switch now! - I spoke to Captain Q'ari. "They don't traverse gates! They said they have been disabled and all we see is all they have."

Q'ari almost choked in surprise. Taking a breath to compose herself and finished her food she looked up and said "What? They're stuck here?"

I nodded. "For three generations according to Rapid River Roaring. I don't know how long they last but I can extrapolate that it's..."

"Between one hundred and five hundred years yes." Captain Q'ari said. "I see what you're getting at." She looked around. "This is serious. How are they providing this food? We're not taking it from people who need it more, are we?"

I shook my head no. "Vivvex says they grow it all in a hollowed out planetoid a few hours flight time away. They said it's why they can support a population of ten million."

Omar looks up from his lunch then. "ten million? That's insane. Either this place is way larger than it looks, or everyone is living in a closet or..."

"Or they're lying." Fer'resi says. "I don't feel safe here. I have a feeling that Melody speaking their Holy Tongue is the only thing keeping us alive right now."

"Please, friends!" Ottarn says with a - fake - smile and - forced - joviality. "I'm sure you're excited about our new relationship together, but there's no need to chat amongst yourselves secretively. Let's collaborate our resources on the translator and open a dialog."

I manage to not show my fear when I say "Thank you Ottarn, you are quite correct. In fact, we should be returning to our ship to examine your translator and integrate it with our own." I moved to stand.

Ottarn and Starlight on a Moonless Evening shot up as I stood. "Oh, I don't think that's necessary." Starlight said. "I'm sure given your position as a Holy One that of you could wear the translator and have it work right away."

The hairs on the back of my neck stood. This was bad.

"Oh, I'm sure that's the case." I said, trying to sound easygoing "But it wouldn't work for our friends the K'laxi here." I said, gesturing to Fer'resi and Q'ari. As I did I locked eyes with them and then my eyes darted to the exit. Captain Q'ari's tail flicked a nod. "And so, it is with much thanks and great sadness that we must go." When I finished speaking Q'ari made a gesture and she and Fer'resi and Omar stood as well.

Looking at our hosts, I saw that all the bird people looked to Starlight on a Moonless Evening and the octopus people looked to Vivvix for next steps. With my newfound ability to read body language they were both deliberating very hard about what to do next. Starlight broke first. "Of course. Please examine the translator and integrate the language model with your own, and we shall speak again - all of us - shortly." and bowed dramatically. Vivvix made a gesture and one of the insect people appeared. "Tem. Please lead out guests back to their docking umbilical." Tem made a gesture of acknowledgment and looked at us. I turned to the team and said "Looks like we follow Tem here back to the dock."

I turned and looked at Starlight and Vivvix again. "Thank you for hosting us. This has been very... educational."

Starlight and Vivvix both smiled broadly and completely falsely. "The pleasure is ours, Holy One." Starlight said.

As soon as we left the Administration building, the promenade that felt open and lively as we came in felt oppressive and claustrophobic now. Tem led us along slowly back the way we came and this time more people were out and once again, they stared as we walked.

"So Tem" I said, trying to talk to our guide. "Do you work for the Administrators?"

Tem turned to look at me, then turned forward again. "No." He said.

"No? But you're doing what they ask of you?"

Without turning Tem said "Work implies pay. I am not paid."

My eyes went wide. Slavery was known to us, but it's illegal in Human, K'laxi and Xenni space. I turned back to the team and said in Colonic "Tem here is a slave."

Captain Q'ari gasped. "This is barbaric. What is going on here?"

Omar looked around darkly. "Nothing good. I have a feeling that we're seeing refugees of whatever happened at the other address, and those with power are exercising it over those who have none."

I spoke up. "With my... upgrades I seemed to have gained the ability to ready body language as well. The bird people and the octopus people hate each other. I think we arrived in the middle of a Cold War." I turned back to Tem.

"Tem.. So the bird people and the octopus looking people like each other?"

Tem looked at me with a pitying expression. "You know how the Aviens and the Mariens feel about each other, Holy One."

"Am I holy to you too?"

"All Gate Builders are Holy."

"But, we didn't build the Gates. We didn't even have any Gates around our home world. We never even knew they existed until the K'laxi here showed them to us."

"Nevertheless you are a Builder. Even if you did not build them yourself, your kind did."

I'm speechless. Everyone here utterly believes that I am a Holy One and a Gate Builder. I mean, with the statue out front and the fact that I am speaking the Gate Builder language I guess I can see it. But still. Woof. This is going to be trouble.

"Tem, are all of your kind slaves?"

His legs quiver a no. "No. I am because I was sold to pay a debt. Not everyone here is enslaved."

We approach the docking area and Tem leads us back to our umbilical. "Uh, Thank you Tem for your help."

Tem nods. "I am so ordered. Be well, Holy One." and they turn and walk away at the same speed they led us here.

"Well. that was odd." I said. Captain Q'ari nodded. "Let's go back in FarReach and figure out next steps.

As we approached the umbilical door, one of the bird people, an Aviens apparently, ran up to us. "Holy One! Holy One!" they shouted, out of breath.

I turned. "Yes?" What else could I do?

"Take this!" They shout, and whip out something in their hand, small and dense, it looks like a weapon. They fire it at me.

Part 11

[artsyaech]

PASTEL PONIESS!!!

OMG WE’RE MOOTS NOW *JDJSJSKDKSIFIFKDJDJDJDIDKF*

YES new friend i can blab about those pastel ponies about

[the-artsy-collective]

about us

[PT: about us]

we are a plural collective (don't refer to us as a system!).

we use the term "shift" to refer to people that can access the body, and the term "brain person" for any person that is in the brain (whether they can access the body or not), we don't use the terms "alter" or "headmate" (as of now) for personal reasons, please respect that.

please no syscourse, we are pro-endogenic, but have some pretty controversial beliefs we would like to keep to ourselves.

we use "we" when referring to multiple of us and "i" when referring to one of us.

there are 100+ of us (as of september 1st, 2024).

we made this blog to engage in the plural community for the first time since discovering our plurality back in 2021. (syscourse is scary, can you blame us?).

tags are formatted as "*insert person here* speaks" and "*insert person here* reblogs"

the body speaks 3 languages, but there are other languages spoken in headspace.

alphabetical list of frequenters below cut:

abigail (she/her) - communicator, anxiety holder, emotionalist, emotional regulator, guide, intermediary, impersonator, vital

adelaide (she/her) - insecurity holder, music holder, secret keeper, emotional guardian

aech (xae/xaer) - controller, core, medicine taker, hyperfixation holder, spin holder, tracker, rolemaster, gender holder

alec (he/him) - aggressor (partially), depression holder, external protector, internalizer, pain manager, persecutor

campbell (he/him) - trauma manager, energetic shift, stim holder, lunderemate

crowley (he/she/they) - confidence holder, emotional processor, nightmare holder, protector, translator

ghost (they/them) - dresser, intrarelatian, love manager

layla (any) - admin, caretaker, chameleon, internal self-helper, vital

lúkas (they/he/she) - persecutor, depression holder, impersonator

mykey (he/it) - persecutor, aggressor, emotional processor

noah (pronoun questioning) - internalizer, gender holder, gender dysphoria holder

party poison (they/them) - mood booster, protector, praiser

sierra (she/her) - communicator, socializer, thought reader

steven (he/him) - admin, vital, steward, internal protector

[catsrightnow]

do any/would any of ur ocs play any musical instrument :0?? i feel like ishawuu would play harp or violin ... maybe not tho but thats the vibe i get from her... and maybe drummer or bassist kiss... silly :3

OOOOOOH I do have this silly AY where Kiss, Sweetheart, Combat, and Adaline (<- another OC) play in a band. Combag wld play bass, Kiss wld be the main vocalist and play guitar, Adaline wld play drums n Sweetheart wld do keyboard. Maye more since shes digital.

I bet in 500 years Ishawuu and Yoki have both picked up in instrument. Harpist Ishawuu is such a good idea omg .... Theu both seem like string instrument ppl tee bee aech. Yoki might play Cello ough.... acruallt wait the feeling of the cello pressing on him might be #traumatizing tho (<- guy who was crushed under debris for 100 years)

If day ever played an instrument ...... piano maybe NOOOO HE WLD PLAY BANJO

[artsyregression]

welcome to my blog! <3

(new theme and url! previously littlespace-and-stars)

my name is aech and i'm an age regressor, pet regressor and age dreamer. this is my agere blog! main blog is @artsyaech

my little age is 0-5 and big age is 17.

things i will make on this blog:

aesthetic moodboards (square images)

collage moodboards (pngs i find online)

activity ideas

the occasional headcanon post

agere flags

petre flags

agere playlists

petre playlists

advice textposts

positivity textposts

things i will not make on this blog:

stimboards (find those on @artsystims)

searching for terms

DNI: DD/LG, NSFW!!! this blog is 100% SFW

hope you like my blog!