"that's funny, i don't feel corrupt... in fact, i feel pretty good."
phin / 14 / bat/bats / lesbian / autistic & mentally ill / white
do not interact if:
you fit the basic dni criteria (racist, transphobic, homophobic, ableist, etc.)
you DON'T support he/him / they/them lesbians or if you DON'T support she/her / they/them gays
you are against xenogenders and neopronouns
you DO support bi/pan lesbians
you say slurs you cannot reclaim
you don't support the BLM movement or disagree with ACAB
you do not like me and are here to stalk or attack me
you support fiofoure
(not a dni thing but important regardless) ask to follow if you're a parody account and i didn't follow you first
selfhood
IDs
minor kins
(also Reaganomics by Lemon Demon)
comfort characters
comfort ships
other comforts include cats & bats !!
please tag:
audio of the songs "eighth wonder", "touch tone telephone", and any song by the all-american rejects
the name wyatt
irl images where the focus is on alcohol
fireafy, saltpep, matchcil, ships with mephone (ii) and wheatley (portal 2)
wheatley positivity
object nsfw & sexual attraction towards object characters
negativity towards my kins & comforts
kin talk of my selfhood and IDs
stalking
catch all is "phin dont look" or "phdl" (i cant mute pdl because some of my mutuals use it, sorry!)
i can and will update this list as time goes on
lizard madness
as the quiet tip tapping of a gentle drizzle lulled hope to sleep, the rest of their friends (except for kaz of course) began their daily night rituals or were already dozing off in their beds. the time read 2:58 am EST, and as the last awake member of GL typed away on their computer, there was a soft stirring in each room.
in hope's room, atop their desk, a quiet jangling of jewelry could be heard. the sound of gems scraping against wood was quiet, but still noticeable if they'd been awake. there was a small "tink!" of a metal band falling on the floor, then a quiet skittering of tiny silver feet.
a slender, bejeweled lizard stumbled towards their window, traversing across their floor with some difficulty, struggling to find proper traction with their stiff silver limbs. as the night grew older, it eventually found enough control over its body to climb up the wall and rest upon the window sill, next to the open window. the rain fell heavier now, and the lizard stuck its head out to take a quick drink.
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the soft thump of crystal on wood was overshadowed by the raucous winds thrashing against phoenix's small home. a long and plump (or as plump as a creature made of jagged rock can be) indigo lizard crawled across her nightstand, turning its head in each possible direction before deciding to jump down to the floor and begin exploring.
it's translucent body cast a hollow shadow in the moonlight which was concealed by half-opened blinds. the reptile found its way to a table in the room where a cat lay sleeping on a keyboard, then sat down next to it and watched it with interest.
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a flash of bright light filled the room momentarily, scaring a small golden