#b interaction

[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.

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did it mean anything to you

[b-free]

B stood up, tail twitching a bit as she headed off toward a more hidden staircase that went up.

Downstairs, Alex was heard humming something.

A black rectangular box with white ribbon wrapped around it appears on your floor.

As you open it, you see an ouija board with the planchette made with a worker drone’s hand.

Now, do you choose to contact @gala-ghost ?

She almost kicked it. Busy with typing out an e-mail while walking through the main room with a drink in one hand, the fact she had seen it before her foot moved had saved it.

Spectre mentioned this! Alex blinked and chose to move it somewhere less likely to be stepped on. It's carefully unpacked on the table, her drink set to the side as she smiles softly.

"There's a thought Sterling..." she glances to the drone hand in a display box on a nearby shelf as she settles herself in and gently rests her hand on the planchette.

"Hello new friend..."

[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

[b-free]

[WARNING! RIFT DETECTED!]

*Alex, B, Hafiz, Scraps, Mo, and Wisp somehow teleport to some sort of wasteland. A forest, covered with fog*

"Oop." Alex is less than surprised, having gotten used to this by now. B Is slightly less so, but the others...

"What the-" Hafiz is instantly checking on Scraps, adjusting one of the sensor systems into place. The child shivers, not used to that kind of feeling. "You good kiddo?"

"M-miss Alex?!" Mo blurts out, looking around and then running to help Wisp up off the ground. She rubs her lower back.

"I'm okay honey... What... where-"

"I have a friend in another dimension that seems to have some issues with his... inter-dimensional slash time-travel stuff. It's not really hit this many before."

"Is this something we should worry about?" Mo asks as he hugs his fiancee, worry painting his expression.

"Probably not, but between me and B, we should all be good until we find him." Alex shrugs and brushes off her pants.

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whens megatron coming back

[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.

[saintofguilt]

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

[sacchiri]

[b-free]

[SweetBee] At present none the suspected drone ran off.

[SweetBee] Or should i say apprent host?

"The one with part of the roof blown off has been that way. Something about a bad boiler reaction they just never fixed it... Alright come on." Alex was quick to hop out after parking the vehicle and shutting the engine off. Keys left in the ignition as a precaution, her feet carrying her with just a slight slip on part of the road with some gravel on it.

B tucked away her phone as the pair got near, leading them with a light jog to a building that had the side blown out. A small group of drones were there.

A female with light orange eye-lights and navy hair was shaking, one hand holding that of another drone while a good portion of her other side was regenerating. She was scared, eyes wide and hollow.

"I-it wasn't me this time... I didn't-" She swallowed, another drone nearby offering an oil can.

"Get what information you can." Alex's voice was soft as she spoke to Cassidy, B stepping back and hopping up onto a wall.

"I'll see what I can get from the area around." She says before scurrying up the wall to the roof that remained.

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On Cassidy’s phone rested a message from Alex.

The human herself had been in her workshop on and off since Cassidy had gotten up the day following her arrival, leaving B to mention that the human was working on something that would be part of one of the first things that Cassidy would be coming along to take part in for the internship. B herself had been doing a few things of her own, though it was less anything to do with their goal and more organizing movies a few times for some reason.

It left the drone to see Alex, the human working on what she could clearly see was a Nanite. A large screen was showing the view that was at her tooltips, a little glass dish with a magnet under it holding the teeny thing in place as she worked. Her hands set the tools aside, and she rubbed at her eyes as her hands were given a break from the delicate work that she had been focusing on for so long.

It was probably the perfect chance for the drone to announce herself.

( It begins @b-free )

She makes sure to thank B before going to the workshop. When she sees the screen, she's impressed.

"Hey, Alex. Did you want to see me?"

She walks further in and takes another look at the screen, then the dish.

"I've never seen one of these up close, or separated."

[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.