unluckybuggy

[unluckybuggy]

I made a custom playmat, started playing magic about a week ago, and it's so fun! Currently working on making my own tokens :D!!

I've finished a goblin token since that's the token I'll be using most, and I'm making a toy token for my mom

[unluckybuggy]

Toy token finished! I might make and sell copies if they turn out good :0!

Here's the design for the back of the cards, I'll be adding socials soon too

[unluckybuggy]

I got this (and the Bad Dog) onesie from OnesiesDownUnder yesterday!

They're super cute, and pretty comfy

:3

[unluckybuggy]

Click here to

[unluckybuggy]

HDG fics:

[unluckybuggy]

biting is a common courting behavior in reptiles

[unluckybuggy]

[unluckybuggy]

i think my mental illness would be cured if i just had a little puppy bed and ate all of my meals out of a bowl and had someone to pat my head and cuddle with me and take me on walks. maybe then i would be normal

[unluckybuggy]

Spite can be a incredible motivator

[unluckybuggy]

bimbofication but instead of cartoon blonde stereotypes its realiatic brain fog and the painful realization that what you had was lost and you'll never be as capable as you once were. and then i fuck you

[unluckybuggy]

I've told people this privately, but I've never said it publicly. I live my life by 2 very important rules

1. All littles are cute, no exceptions

2. Unattractive trans people do not exist.

I'll repeat again for those is the back, THERE ARE NO EXCEPTIONS

[unluckybuggy]

don’t like ageplay? grow up! what about me? oh, no I will not be growing up i will be staying 6yrs old with my juice box n childlike joy thanks for asking

[unluckybuggy]

i think “video games aren’t really the violent child-corrupting threat some parents worry they are” and “certain circles of gamer culture are incredibly toxic and can lead people down dangerous/hateful ideological rabbit holes” are ideas that can absolutely coexist

[unluckybuggy]

Here's something that confuses me: people who are confused about why being a floret is appealing, or that find it hard to explain why it would be.

Like... really? One of the core fundamental conceits of the setting is that florets are happy. As scary as being taken and turned into a pet might be, nobody ever comes out of it unhappy. In the overwhelming majority of stories, they aren't just happy, they're also recognizably themselves - and even when they aren't (like Cassandra from Alder's Prize and On Domestication of Masters), the reason for that is largely that their old personality was making them miserable, and the options were "change" or "be unhappy"... and the latter isn't really an option.

Florets are fulfilled, happy, and all of their needs are met. This is guaranteed by the compact. To the degree that they're still human, they are typically superhuman, augmented in incredible ways. They may be property, but they're property in the sense that a beloved lapdog is property - they will be loved and cared for for the rest of their lives.

This is, fundamentally, a utopian vision. Of course it's appealing to people! Even if you're the kind of person who feels like they have a lot of control over their life (and these days, who does?), the appeal of this should be pretty obvious.

Is there a price? Of course there is. The price is that you have to trust another being to love you and care for you for the rest of your days. Which is scary, sure. But it's a core premise of the setting that those beings are fundamentally benevolent, and do genuinely care for you. If you can accept this premise, it's basically all upside. It's entering into a TPE relationship with someone who will always love you and is hypercompetent at caring for you. That's a promise that can't be fulfilled in our reality... but HDG is fundamentally fiction. It exists within its stories and its premises. And within those stories and premises, becoming a floret is not just a good thing, it's just about the best thing that could ever happen to you. Wanting that for oneself is not strange. It's a pretty level-headed response to what is actually being offered.

[unluckybuggy]

I want you to try something for me.

Try looking up for a moment in whatever room or space you’re in right now and just imagine what a creature double your size would actually be like. Perhaps they would have to hunch over just to fit. They certainly wouldn’t get through the door without significant compression.

Imagine what a creature double your width would be like. A creature that size would carry themselves with a sense of scale, a sense of magnitude that would be humbling to observe. It would feel powerful, dangerous perhaps.

Imagine that creature was made entirely of flora, lush waxy leaves and flowers. A face constructed of a wooden mask that would almost be the size of your chest. It would look down on you, it would be impossible not to. Your eye-line would reach their waist, and with your arms outstretched you would maybe reach their petal constructed pectorals.

A creature like that would bring with it a smell. Anyone who has been in a greenhouse knows that a volume of plant matter that dense generates a rich perfume of life itself. Sweet and grassy and floral.

A creature like that would flutter and tremble with every movement, ripples from the sheer weight of it running down with every fabricated breath and subtle adjustment. Imagine each shifting change, how noticeable it would be. How much of your animal brain would be dedicated to those observations, making sure that you were not in danger.

Envision how piercing its gaze would be, focused and attentive on you from those massive eyes so high above you. How it would make your heart race if that huge wooden mask clicked and clattered as it adjusted into a thorny smile.

Consider how it would actually feel to be lifted off the ground by this figure. You wouldn’t become weightless under them. You would be just as strong as you currently are, just as beholden to your own centre of gravity, simply supported by their tremendous arms and careful vines. The strength necessary to make such a manoeuvre effortless would be immensely tangible. Fear inducing perhaps. Or maybe it would be like a profound surrender, to be so easily carried in a way you haven’t felt since you were a child.

Consider all of this. And look back up. Really try to place this creature in your room.

Now imagine that it loves you.

That is what biorhythms are.

That, is what an Affini is.

[unluckybuggy]

Did you know you can call butches baby? And baby them? Like they are babies? And need babying? Thank you for your time.

This post was sponsored by the butch PSA channel

[unluckybuggy]

when doms coo out a soft ‘there you arreee’ the moment their sub finally gives in and starts whimpering, gasping, making the prettiest noises while being absolutely ruined >>>