Ha! Okay, this sums up one of the drafts I never finished yesterday! One of my friends questioned why I seem to get so many vulgar Asks. The easy answer: “I am on the Internet, and I do not hide the fact that I am female.” I wanted to suggest that any of my guy friends who don’t believe how bad it is, you should clone your blog and keep everything the same, except pretend to be female. All of my lady friends, I’m sure, can validate that the kinds of gross messages I share are pretty normal. I delete most of them without responding, but sometimes I feel like gutting one of the monsters to make an example. I get filthy messages through here, deviantART, Gaia, and Web forums about herbalism, crafting, and outdoorsiness. Like I said, no place is safe from scum. You should see some of the trash that’s been thrown to me by the rampaging fetish dudes after one of my feet accidentally slips into the background of a photo of some leaves I am trying to identify.. You can probably guess why I stopped playing online games. Sometimes, it piles up pretty thickly, but I don’t take any of it to heart.
For every guy friend I have made through the Internet, I am happy to know you. Y’all are exceptional. Thanks for not asking about my underwear.
Varekai is my awful compulsory awful dancing partner of afwulness. Uuhm, yes, I DO prance. And skip. My lady matey has a wee bit more style, but she sucks pretty badly, too. I am so sorry that I can’t do justice to your fabulous Sagittarius musculars, my obscenely strong friend.
LOL bitch learn to take a compliment.
Seriously, can the mommies and daddies out there please make sure the kiddies are actually in bed and not harassing Deemins on Tumblr? I won’t be held responsible if one of these little shits gets stomped while it’s yapping after my heels.
Oh my god! You look so sexy in collars! Post more please?!?! Now I can't stop thinking how good it'd feel if you deep throated me wearing that tight, little, collar! ;P
Duuude. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but I am not a fan of needles.
Upgraded one of my old collars. It was the only one small enough that I could actually make it tight, but it had never had a D-ring, so I couldn’t have much fun with it. This collar spent quite a few long years in a box. I remembered that I had some nice hardware in one of my jewelry supply cases, and just beside my D-rings, I found some solid O-rings that had been forgotten about completely. I know I’ve said that O-rings really aren’t my thing (I am not submissive), but I couldn’t resist. Besides, opening and closing Ds in such a tight space is no easy thing, so I wanted to get the most out of my time. The smaller steel ring can be opened/closed/removed with no trouble at all. I thought, “Eh. Makes the whole metal bit look kinda like a Moon. Plus clinky noise. Can’t be a bad idea.” For now, it’s okay. I like it. Looks good, feels good, makes a little noise, and I dig how the steel is off-center. I have a few different ideas about additional upgrades, but haven’t settled on anything yet. I might add a goaty bell, I might add some of my dopey little spikes, I might get some custom tags made. Dunno. I am open to suggestions.
Sucks to hears your sad. *gives your favorite cookies* <3
..I’m not really sad, but I appreciate this. The way I’m feeling is more like a deadened emptiness, apocalyptic stress, disgust, mistrust, and bloodlust, with a magnetic pull towards reckless self-endangerment. *shrugs* I don’t have the energy to support plain old sadness on top of all that.
For the curious: I like all kinds of cookies, but only in the unbaked, fetal dough form. ..which I wouldn’t eat any way, because the wheat flour would make my hair fall out.
Again, thanks, but no thanks.
wtf is my life
Here’s a thing that never happened. (My life is full of ‘em.)
Tudeuca was a prospective renaissance faire persona that I wanted to create, based on .. well, you can take three guesses. The name itself pretty much breaks down to mean “two twos”, sort of rhymes with “Medusa”, aaaand.. you aren’t getting any more hints.
I started this idea in late 2o13, it’s been revised a bajillion times, but these are the only decent sketches of it. Also: I’m sooo glad my hair isn’t that short any more.
I finally updated my bio blurb.
..and worst of all, my mug is empty again. Why is the tea always gone?
*not sure if should whine about this injustice or just make another cuppa*
OH GOD MAY I PLEASE HAVE YOUR PIKACHU STUFF I PROMISE TO TAKE CARE OF IT
As long as you live within the continental US (because my broke ass can’t cover International S&H at the moment), sure. Send me your shipping address in a private message and I will be happy to give Obeseachu to you.
I have received no communication. Obeseachu is still available if anyone else wants to claim it.