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hitting the character limit by awa'ing 

hmm

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*breathes*

heartbreaking: soft girl has to exit bed

"safety" cw: dollfic, damage, repair 

its tired
so tired
a tiredness rest cannot heal
cracked porcelin, gears slowing to a halt
its heart hurts
all it ever wanted was safety
3 years of high alert, for nothing but sorrow
its arm comes detatched, it stumbles and falls to its knees
cant walk much further
the doll falls and lays restless in the snow.
maybe the flowers that will grow through its shell eventually will comfort it enough to sleep.
the eyes close with a tired smile.

She picks it up after seeing it collapse out in the yard, carries it inside, lays it down carefully, to not disturb its slumber.
Carefully using a glittery gold colored glue-like substance to heal the cracks and create a beautiful kind of art.
the arm is reattatched, a matching winding key is found.
She places the doll softly into a bed and sits by it while it rests, quietly reading.

It has not slept so soundly in years.

dream i just had 

so like i was back in high school and there was this unofficial walkout planned in protest of like.....the stop cop city thing, and somebody managed to get a bunch of big speakers out and was essentially holding an inpromptu concert in a grassy area, and i look around and everyone is just standing there not really doing anything and then everyone went back inside except for me and the person doing the concert stuff until unknown folks dragged us both back inside to class and i just kinda did my usual "half pay attention and play with my digital dress up dolls while pretending to take notes" thing and then i woke up.

also i was the only one wearing a mask.

woke up kinda pissed and annoyed.

mutual aid post 

hi, im a writer and pixel artist currently unemployed and could use some help paying bills and such. only need around 40 or so dollars atm.

kofi in my bio

Microfiction, "Evaccanner" 

"whos she" he asked, gesturing at the girl who walked into the bar with a small bag slung over her shoulder.

"dont know her? thats Evaccanner." said the bartender

*ball jointed fingers drumming on the counter*

"whose its witch"

"thats the funny part. they share a body, but its mostly the doll that speaks. scavengers the both of them. sorta handy with computer tech and i've seen their graffitti tags around here before." the bartender replied, suddenly producing a cup of water for the doll and sliding it across the bartop to it wordlessly.

"what type?" repied the man

"what do you mean?"

"like, combat or..."

"technically combat but it seems rather multipurpose"

"like a doll version of a Swiss Army Knife"

"yeah"

The doll remained still and rather wordless watching the two talk about her. she silently put some money down for the water and left as swiftly as she had entered, without them noticing her departure. As she did. She was good at merging with a crowd, not good at staying around one though.

i took one of those like "which -dere are you" quizzes and got tsundere

absolutely royally pissed 

We protect us. no ifs ands or buts. I'm done relying on cis people to do anything other than go "*shrug*"

wanna show support? dont just talk. act.

- donate to trans people, especially trans poc
- harass the shit out of anti-trans politicians. idk.
- continue destroying any of those drag show snitch sites
- help get those who want to leave out of the country
- riot
- protest

it seems my balljoints are showing again....
awawa....

mutual aid request 

hi im white trans unrmployed autistic basically disabled (i cannot function as a full adult at the moment) mess and low on funds for smol amount of future bills
i do writing and pixel art and i can remote tech support
80 dollarydoos would cover for now
im looking into some stuff to help lighten the load but ill need a bit of help still!

kofi:
ko-fi.com/dawnlovelace

When the poorly translated shmup tries to signal an upcoming boss rush

microfiction, dolls 

Games

On a bed sits a pile of blankets emitting sounds of what sounds like arcade shmups and the clicky noises of an arcade joystick and buttons.

They ask "whats going on in there?"
The witch answers: "Its just my blade, playing its war games. It is Saturday after all. Plus the library doesn't need any tending to."

"Whats with the blankets"
"Comfyness, what else? It loves soft things." The witch replies happily.

Do it Godzilla!
Destroy the Financial District!
Make the people happy!

Activitypup 🐕 protocol for puppygirls

my soft girl goals or manifesto or whatever 

instead of trying to continue to appear "strong" and push my emotions away and bottle everything up i now dress cutely, try to let my emotions show, be weird freely, and essentially become soft and cuddly and cutesy. Surrounded by calming pastels, cuddling my favorite plushies, feeling very loved by my partners, getting excited over the simplest things, looking at the world through eyes of revolutionary wonder and amazement, as if everything was full of posibillity. and if that means i dress a little weird in some ways and act a bit odd then so be it. Awawawa.

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