mimo! @lyncia@pixie.town

it hates being considered a "person".

its not a person
its not a human
it is a Doll.
it cannot reach its full potential inside this human shell. Simply being held back.
it is Miss' weapon. Her pilot. Flying on steel wings engulfed in flame. Neurologically linked to each other and our gunship. Thinking and moving as one.
It does its best following precise instructions.
Punishment will do nothing. It will simply detach, float, like it taught itself to do.
It dreams of flight, of soaring the sky where nothing can touch it or hurt it. seeing the land and oceans from above. It yearns so badly to fly.
Its only analog while stuck in this form is computer games and simulations.

It does not want to fight in human's petty, worthless wars. It flies for Her and Her alone. No one else.

i think about a *lot*

anyone have comissions open atm?

<---oakley

https://bugpets.co.uk/oakley-the-rhino-beetle-bug-plushie/

bug vote

reminder. humans are as much children of this planet as any other animal. they are not "a virus". do not listen to ecofacists.

this is the best meme ive made in a while I think
context is included in the image description for those who havent played Rise Of The Triad

gender

dream log: roller blading around in a rather expansive store looking for old games while dressed up in dresses and stuff, singing along to some kind of mixture of Cyan Hardcore by Machine Girl and Katamari by Femtanyl

the rare "comfius bugus"
those who have seen it have reported it cuddling and sharing snacks. One entomologist was given a tiny bug movie, a documentary about a weevil getting a doctorate in pharmacology.

the last is in captivity

where the fuck did the rest of them go

oh there they are.
...
the galaxy is at peace

originally posted on twitter by KindLittleBug

"you better not be isopod"
me:

gort , kiniro , and king fossil 🦈 having a cuddle

Saki: duckduckbing if a witch turns into a doll, does the hat stay

"pretty doll,,,"
"little princess,,,,"
*patpat*
*kissing noises*
the two witches were practically double teaming the helpless doll, holding it down while kissing and touching it in all the right ways as it squirmed and moaned softly. its caged thing between its legs twitching fruitlessly, only generating more precum. it was not allowed to cum until the witches said so. and when they told it to, it would. hard enough to blank out, a cute little empty thing lying there on the bed, covered in the lipstick marks of the two witches. a little porcelin love pet, soaking up affection like a sponge

all sponges eventually have their limit