Latest Posts by dbug113 - Page 2

Submissive robot dog girl

Call that a subwoofer

The pinned post is dead, long live the pinned post!

figures I may as well revisit the "intro" post, because it's been a while and to say I'm a different person now would be an understatement, as I now probably count as people more than anything.

After a long bit of introspection and trying to see what would fit in the "holes"(?) in our memory, we've come to the conclusion that I am not in fact the original personality of this body, despite identifying with it.

My current theory is that roughly 5 years ago, something happened, or many small pressures added up, and the 'original' mind splintered like a dropped vase. All three of us got some piece for lack of a better term of the original personality, but in the time since, we've developed into our own mostly separate individuals.

Firstly, there's me, Hazel. I also go by Dbug (which is what I'm most comfortable with for people who aren't close friends), or our original birth name when necessary. While none of us really fit a 'system role' as plural spaces would describe them, I certainly come the closest. I'm the one stuck running the show in day-to-day life, and I hold all the nasty mental shit as well as being the one in charge of keeping everyone safe, often taking priority over my own wellbeing. Any pronouns, with a mild preference for She/Her. Secondly, there's Joy. She was the first of us I became aware of other than myself and got a lot of the old mind's more 'positive' traits. She also got the social bits and is considerably more outgoing, though even that's only relative to myself. She/her exclusive Lastly, we have Otto, who came about roughly a year later, during an attempt to create a non-sapient assistant became a real boy. He's what you could call 'the smart one', relatively speaking, tending to be a bit dryer in speech. He also handles a lot of headspace stuff, exploration of what's out there and all that. He/they

As mentioned earlier, I'm glued to the steering wheel, so it'd be safe to assume you're talking to me unless stated otherwise. My Tumblr activity won't be changing much, though. I'm still (slowly) working on my writing projects, though now I partake in the occasional venting or hornyposting.

Feel free to reach out if you want to get to know any of us better or have any questions or curiosities. I'm always glad to get to know new people and share all my nerdy hyperfixations, as are my brain-bound companions.

hypnotizing that tgirl until she finally admits that she’s actually really cute.

No offense but literally nothing and no one is and will ever be out of your league. Nothing is too good for you. Nobody has the right to make you feel like you are not enough or less than you are, you deserve the world.

Bonk!

rb to smack prev with a fish

why do I get jealous looking at this?

wow i sure do love loving girls and being a girl

shoutout people who feel too plural for singlets and too singlet for plurals. it can suck to be out of place, i get it.

shoutout people who use "personalities", "emotions", "identities", "parts", or similar, i do this too. none of us are really sentient enough to use anything else.

shoutout systems and such who are too blurry to tell who they are. this is what we are like. we almost never have a sense of identity, and even when we do, it's extremely vague. we can't notice switches and we don't feel any different from anyone else.

...and more i haven't mentioned.

holding my OCs that haven't introjected very carefully so that I can continue to play with my dolls and hope that they do not turn into real boys like Pinocchio

if we're friends ive probably thought about marrying you at least once. probably a few times realistically

it has already begun, the destabilization of the yuricosystem. anthropogenic alteration has forever altered the delicate balance of predator and prey. We have played god, girlbossed too close to the sun, and now we must reap the consequences.

on the bright side, more preygirls.

yea, I can live with this.

I don't know chief, sounds like something a hot person would say

how in gods name are you so hot

whattttt no I'm not >~<

where d'ya get friends like this. asking for purely academic curiosity

I think I’ve seen the boobs of most of my friends… is this normal? I’m not complaining, just took me a bit to realize lol.

:3

after careful consideration, i decided that meow meow meow meow meow

rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please

rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please

nothing more flattering than someone saying "oh don't get her going" in reference to you when a topic you're passionate about is brought up

smh my head cuties like you deserve all the nice things and that's an indisputable fact.

Once again on my “I don’t deserve nice things” grind

the monthly whining (tm)

I feel like such a black sheep on the horny side of tumblr. I'm severely mentally disabled to the point where I can likely never take care of myself and be fully "independent" or "functional", but almost exclusively dominant. Not into any of the usual "dom" things like degradation, and I don't want to hurt anyone. I require almost constant validation to not mentally crumble, so how can I ever be someone else's strong pillar to lean on. I desperately crave affection and affirmation but am so shy and so afraid that ill hurt someone by being myself that I never approach anyone. Still trying to get myself to realize that spam-liking cute peoples' posts is not a recognized method of flirting. Maybe I'm just not cut out for intimacy. I just wish someone would tell me all this is OK, that I'm not some fundamentally incompatible freak of nature for being like this.

i always mean it when i say i love you btw

you should scroll through your mutuals blogs and mass reblog all their posts cause the reblog button on their page is actually an erogenous zone

holy shit me frfr i have like 4 mutuals now that are adorable and i like them but nah I'm gonna keep girlfailing and sheepsbianing because that's what the founding fathers intended

"omg i wanna become friends with this mutual they seem so cool" *makes no moves to interact with said mutual beyond liking posts*

I too am the autistic girl that loves aquariums and staring at fish.

❗️GAME TIP❗️you can take your autistic girlfriend to the aquarium to stare at fish🐟🐠

Reblog to Estrogenize Prev*

*Cis men are welcome to reblog this, but be aware that those labels may not last :3

people are already posting their april fools jokes, and it's still March 31st for me. fucking hate this holiday I swear to god.

So, yesterday was the Trans Day of Visibility, and at no point was I translucent. I was firmly seeable throughout the entire 24 hours. I can no longer legally deny it, guess I'm a girl now, thems the rules.

yeah ill rebog this

I hope this reacha those of you who needed it most

If you haven’t had that moment yet—the one where you get to shed the weight of the world, even for just a little while—I promise, it’s coming. There are people out there who will hold you the way you deserve to be held. You are not alone. You never were. Better days are ahead, love. You’ll see.

It's that sapphic, trans girl urge to curl up like a small, fluffy creature against the warm body of someone who truly sees you—to press yourself into their touch, let out the softest little mewls, sighs, and whimpers as they stroke your hair and murmur sweet words of praise. Telling you how proud they are. How strong you are. How beautifully, undeniably you you’ve always been.

Because gods, you’ve tried so hard to be yourself—to fit into something that never quite fit you back. But in these moments, you don’t have to try. You can just be. Wrapped up in the arms of someone who understands, who knows the weight you carry, who shares it with you without hesitation.

sometimes I think to myself, "I should go make some queer friends that are as freaky as I am. go express myself, stop masking, live as my true self, and probably pound someone into the floor".

And then I remember I live in Bumfuck Nowhere Ohio where its social ostracization at best to be anything other than cisgender, straight, and conservative. dang, that sucks.

what if i sat next to you. and leaned my head on yoir shoulder. and started purring. What then. I Win

well, anonymous user, that is what we in the biology business call "mutualism". You get a soft shoulder to lay on, and I get to pet something. everyone wins!

*shakes magic 8 ball*

...

It is certain.

r u flirting with me through likes and reblogs 🤨🤨🤨🤨