#B Interaction

[b-free]

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[WARNING! 2 RIFTS DETECTED. TIMESPAN BETWEEN RIFTS: ESTIMATED: 10MINUTES] *First, a bright flash happens. Alex and B go unconscious for several minutes. When they wake up, Alex has been turned into a drone, B has been turned into a human. Then, Alex, B, Hafiz, Scraps, Mo, and Wisp get teleported to a shoreline. Although it is cloudy, so the sun isn’t an issue*

Alex blinks, red LEDs respond on her visor, though the right eye is lighter in color and flickers slightly. There's a couple cracks that run over the right side, corresponding to the edges of her scar. Her hair is the same color and style as it was before she got teleported.

B just stares, partly amused that her human companion had shrunk by a couple inches while she herself was still as tall as she had been. Her hair is a platinum blonde, eyes a pale grey-blue, and skin an extremely pale tone.

They glance to the stunned drones near them, then look at themselves.

"It changed our clothes too..." Alex hummed as she took note of B's slightly-too-large-for-her coat.

"But a direct swap, better than me being otherwise human-nude." B crossed her arms.

Scraps was focused on the dinosaur in the distance. "Is biggie..." The little one whispered. It caught Mo's attention, the young man gasping a little and holding his to-be wife. Wisp's hand was over her core, still orange in color. "What's that?" She whispered to Mo.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

did it mean anything to you

[b-free]

B tilted her head a bit as Alex stepped over.

"So they sent a nice car. Roomy, because you're both tall." She paused as she looked at Cassidy a moment. "Something up?"

"I was telling her the cover story... I get the feeling it might not work though." Her head tilted to the side with a soft hum.

"Confidence and comfort matter... what do you think on this Cassidy? We don't need to go out there right away. We have some time to chat about this."

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[SweetBee] Alex has already started on some of her prep stuff [SweetBee] So I'm letting you know I'll be over soon so we can start moving what we need to the ship ok?

B's message arrives a little before sunset, and seems to at least explain why Alex has been quiet for as long as she had been. The fact time felt like it passed both far too slow and far too quick for this whole... thing was probably something to address.

( @b-free I can TYPE STUFF owo )

Cassidy sighs, and closes her books.

You are nervous?

"Yeah. I mean, there's been a lot of build up to this. Kind of the capstone of my internship, and a big part of what it'll be like to do this in the future."

She looks at herself in the small mirror on her desk. "And I'm not really... one for parties. Can I ask—"

We will not seize movement capabilities unless asked for assistance.

"Thanks."

Cassidy takes her phone and sends B a response. She looks at her desk, holding her silicone tint and makeup tablet, then her closet, which housed her dress, purse, and the box with her necklace, anklet, and hair clip. This is it.

[Cassidy] Alright. Tell me if I can do anything in the meantime.

[thebrainrotsreal]

Drew this real quick because I fucking love these two so much ???? Especially Bee. I wish they interacted more so badly. PLEASE.

Also learning how to draw these guys.. slowly.

[show-me-urt33th]

Dreaming about getting my ass used.. The thing is I don't really enjoy anal on a physical level. It hurts, it's uncomfortable and it's not really sexually gratifying for me but.. but there's something so so sexy about getting forced to offer up all my holes. About getting pinned down, thinking you're about to fuck my cunt only for you to start forcing your way into my asshole. I can't help but whine and cry about it, it really does hurt so much.. I can't help but beg you over and over to please stop, please pull out, please just use my other holes, only for you to keep fucking me harder and harder until the crying becomes weak whimpers and moans as I have no choice but to just take it.

[citrusbabydaycare]

Setting Rules for Littles with PDA 📚

(Pathological Demand Avoidance)

Affirmation-style: instead of “Maddie HAS to brush her teeth before bed” try “Maddie is so smart! She always remembers to brush her teeth before bed”

De-center the task: instead of “Danny HAS to finish his homework before watching TV” try “when Danny’s worksheet is done he gets to watch three whole episodes of Bluey!”

Take little bites: instead of “Lou HAS to take out the trash” try “Lou can tie up the trash bag now, and take it to the bin later when they leave for work”

These won’t work for everyone, but they can help break thru the barrier of PDA that makes traditional rules hard for some little ones!

Feel free to add on if there’s something else that helps you!

[b-free]

Wake up alone.

B's tail freezes in its swaying, though she chooses to ignore the all too pleased sounding faint voice that comes from behind them. "Interesting as in... different. Not bad different. It's nice. Not boring." Her hands reach out to brush over the flowers in a vase, her attention on it for a long moment before she makes a huffing sound.

"We should walk. It's at least less boring that way." Passing another empty frame, nothing seems to happen this time. No new image appears, no scratches. Just an empty ornate frame settled upon the dark wood wall.

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Six finds herself waking in a dreamscape that clearly belongs to no one that she has met so far. None of her girlfriends have what appears to be such large eerie space as their sleeping mind's home.

Slipping off the bed, her feet hit immaculately polished tropical blue marble tiles, the navy comforter barely creasing as her weight leaves it. One wall holds drawn curtains, pale blue light creeping around the edges while the rest of the room feels plain and impersonal. The walls bare of anything but a single portrait frame, lacking an image, and the closed doors that lead to likely a closet and the way out.

Despite the rather spooky atmosphere, it's not entirely silent and not in an eerily dangerous way. The low coo of doves can be caught ever so faintly through the silence, as can a breeze that rustles through a tree somewhere. Somehow it just makes the space feel lonely.

There's a sound caught, just barely, through the exit door to the room. Does Six choose to investigate?

(:3 no need to tag let's introduce my first oc for this fandom~)

Her ears sprout and perk up at the sound. She grows her beastly hands and unsheathes her claws. Threats are not tolerated.

"Whoever is around here, show yourself so i don't have to immediately pull you apart..." She spoke sternly.

No games. No tricks. No more.

[taitavva]

body swap

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

whens megatron coming back

[saintofguilt]

tell me i’ve always been a fucked up kid while you strangle me

[b-free]

"I can imagine so." Alex hummed in thought. "I bet I'd be grumpy too if I had another entire life inside of me."

B stayed quiet at the comment, earning a glance from the human before Alex moved a couple steps forward. "So... will she be alright without you around? I have concerned feelings rising up."

"I think she'll be fine. They've made it this far, right?" B tilted her head and Alex just shrugged.

"Look, I'm allowed to have some worry. I'm building my son and while this is a different process, I'm allowed the internal fear stuff right?"

"Built."

"B do not, please." Alex rubbed her face.

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The jungle is the jungle, nothing seeming amiss aside from a very small creature that seems to be deciding it wants to bother a very large creature. The sights and smells are the same.

For the most part.

Eucalyptus seems to break the monotony. Along with the faintest hint of... Vanilla? Sugar? It was something. The faint voices came next, words hard to catch before the clear crunch of what had to have been an aluminum can.

( @b-free I don't plan for this to be as long as the first one omg I'm sorry XD )

The good thing for the voices is that Tera is currently taking a cat nap on a warm rock.

She's splooted out like a cat, tail limp and it's eyes closed, she can't sun bathe- so she settles for heat bathing.

She's purring slightly in her sleep.

[sacchiri]

[rainscenes]

BUCK AND EDDIE 2.15 | Ocean's 9-1-1

[seaglassdinosaur]

It’s not just ‘the colonized becomes the colonizer’

It’s the historical context of Black-Irish conflicts, rooted in the anti-Blackness of the United States and the rampant anti-Irish discrimination that placed Irish people below White folks, but above Black people.

It’s that the Irish weren’t ‘really’ white at the time because Whiteness is a social construct not based in phenotypic presentation, but culture, behavior, and power.

That the Irish however were able to ‘become’ white as the rules of whiteness changed, a dichotomy so strongly personified by Remmick.

It’s that the Irish were also hated by the KKK, same as Black folks, but in a depiction of ‘becoming’ White, Remmick is able to change enough of himself to gain the trust of the Klan and become the head of their power structure.

[yuukirita]

Prowl's hand name. This one might mean something in real sign language but like I said- I'M MAKING EM UP! gotta think like "what would Bee choose to represent his friends?" So... Eyebrow-horns...

[whomstsnek]

boy why you so fuckin antenna

for @g1ngersp1cey <3