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Fulgrim is loving Kassandra's new leash

So, the first post, completely new to Tumblr. Have my latest completed peice.

^w^ Ofc you can take care of me <3

I want to help her, not because I think she’s incapable, but because she deserves to be taken care of.

Yeah you’re perfectly capable of opening a door by yourself, but isn’t it just nice if I hold it open for you instead? I know you’re strong enough to carry your own bags, but let me lighten the load anyway. You can cook a nice meal, but what if you just relax on the couch, and let me make it for you? You might not really need a hug in this moment, but I can give you one anyway, because hugs aren’t just for when you feel bad. I’m well aware that you’re capable of doing simple tasks, like making your bed, or folding your laundry. I’d just like to do it for you anyway.

I just want to take care of her in the simplest of ways, taking care of the little things.

So, me and my owner @the-adhd-sorcerer play a twitch chat game with Pokemon, they added eggs recently, I looked at the requirements to hatch and was like “fuck that”, so I went to try and trade it… but they’re untradeable, and they give so little Mon for selling, they may as well not exist imho.

All the Pokemon fan games that get consistently updated usually end up losing me real quick, I like the games I get into as they are… adding or removing things from them makes me lose interest faster than the space shuttle re-entered atmosphere when it was in use.

Edit: mon = money, my dyslexic ass didn’t catch the mistake and I can’t edit that text block.

When people tell me to act rationally and think before doing anything… there’s a voice in the back of my head that’s like “if only they knew, how much it hurts to think, how much effort I put in to… think”, like let’s be honest, if you knew me in high school you’d be impressed by my intelligence… now if you ask a question I sit there and tilt my head to the side and eventually tell you to go ask a rock or a tree or something.

The puppybrain has taken over, there’s one brain cell on a treadmill keeping the lights on and then doing nothing else, head empty… I pretty much only think with my body, does it feel nice or get you things that feel nice? Do it, does it feel bad or get you things that feel bad? Don’t do it.

I have simple brain with simple needs, the needs are pretty much just praise and affection, if I fail to get enough of these I shut down, from stress or depression or otherwise.

It’s almost like I’m puppy… except unlike the things that are born with fur and a tail and 4 legs, I’m expected to think and not let my emotions control me… even if it’s a detriment to my mental and therefore physical health.

Idk… maybe I’m too complacent with my own existence.

Shower thoughts with Rosie.

Trans woman titties aren’t nice, it’s the happiness of the person they’re attached to that’s nice.

You don’t pay for internet, you pay for a connection to the internet, the internet exists regardless of your cash flow.

Artists don’t give meaning to their work, the audience does.

You don’t own anything physical, you’re just borrowing it.

You do own your memories, as these go to the grave with you.

Despite being as insignificant as you are to the majority, you will always have people who value your existence over others.

As much as we may try to resist temptation, we will always “bite the apple”, fame = money = power = corruption.

Nothing can remove your existence as you’ve already existed, and therefore always will.

Nobody has the right to tell you who you are, not even you.

All things come to an end, good or bad.

The meaning of life isn’t written anywhere, as it’s up for interpretation.

Life isn’t a journey or a game or even a song, it’s about finding out who you are before the clock stops ticking.

Nothing is perfect, not even you.

Nobody is broken as nobody can be fixed.

nobody is more or less important than you, even if society says otherwise.

And last but not least: nobody has the right to live, but nobody has the right to kill either.

I don’t claim anything here as mine but I haven’t had any inspiration either. <3

If you’re a straight male, you consider mushrooms to be phallic and yet you eat them… are you really straight?

Also fun fact: mushrooms are really similar to coral, they’re made up of micro organisms, they build structures to throw their offspring, and they’re often times found in large clusters.

Mushrooms aren’t vegan because they’re animals not plants, just like coral.

i just want it to end...

i'm starting to hate the world… everything happening is stressing me out, i can hardly eat, hardly sleep, i just wanna be happy… but every time i start to get to the point where my happiness is found another horrible things happens… at this point it's hard to imagine a world where i'd feel safe to be me and not what i was told to be, and where i could love who i want to… i'm never gonna stop being me, and i'm never gonna stop loving the people i love… but at this point there's a not so insignificant chance that my existence gets snuffed out, my body cast aside and left to rot, next to everyone else who just wanted to be themselves and not what people told them they had to be... and i know it'll get better, but i'm doubting any of us currently alive today will see the time where it is better for us, and if we do there's gonna be a new generation of people who are oppressed, whether they bleed red or green or black, whether they have skin or exoskeleton or sheet metal, and whether they experience emotions like we do or not... there will always be another weak minority to train hate on, another group of sentient beings who only want to exist as they see themselves and to not be labeled as undesirables for it... until the end of earth there will always be these struggles, and even after earth there still may, idk what could be out there in the vastness of space, but what i do know is eventually this rock we all exist on will be vaporized along with the death of our solar system... i just wish everyone understood that we live in orbit of a ticking timebomb and hate is a waste, we will cease existing and none of it will matter anyway because we will all just become spacedust in the end, and when the universe collapses we won't even be that.

Rosie ft. nihilism.

sweetie, i love ya... but even if it's not halloween i'll probably be spooky, it's just part of my current aesthetic :3

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idk what i am aesthetically tho tbh... not goth because i like colour, not pastel goth because i don't like colour that much, not emo because purple hair is more of a scene thing, not scene because too little colour other than the hair, not punk because i don't like spikes. i'm probably a nightmare aesthetically regardless of what category i fit in... and i think that lends itself to being spooky.

This sounds so nice arfff … I hope I get to be me, to be a puppy, and be loved for who I am and not who I was .

You get home and as soon as you open the door you hear your pup yipping and barking and running to meet you. As she runs up to you and starts giving you puppykissies and snuggles, you feel some of the stress of the day fall away.

What a great idea it was to adopt this poor pup. You had seen her sitting in a car barely holding back tears in the parking garage one day after work. Seeing how distressed she was, you walked over to make sure she was doing okay and ask if she needed help. She couldn't seem to string a sentence together so you asked if you could help her with anything. She finally managed to stammer out that she had been kicked out from her parents house and didn’t know what to do next. The first time you heard her bark was when you asked if she needed a place to stay. It took all you had to calm her down after that, to convince her that it was okay, that if a puppy barked that was fine, that you didn’t hate her, that you weren’t gonna leave, that you wouldn’t abandon her. Once she settled down, you gave her your address and told her to follow you there.

Getting her settled into your guestroom was a whole other process, mostly involving her constantly apologizing and saying she should probably just leave and you comforting her and providing reassurance that it was actually all fine, that it was okay for her to be here, and that you didn’t hate her. You eventually found the secret to stopping the apology spiral was telling her what a good puppy she was, such a good girl for letting herself be helped when she needed it.

The first few weeks were a blur of helping her switch to remote learning with her college courses, getting her a new wardrobe, helping her find a new doctor for her prescriptions, and getting her started on HRT. The hardest challenge was helping her be herself. The walls and facades, the personas and lies she had wrapped around who she was to protect herself were hard to peel back, but the results were so rewarding. Helping her choose a new name, something she hadn’t even let herself dream of was such a joy. Getting her used to using and hearing her name and pronouns and seeing the small smiles every time she heard her name made all of it worth it.

You were watching TV the first time she approached you. She asked if she could sit on the couch with you. You told her of course she could, and she didn’t need to ask permission. She nodded mutely and nestled herself into the far end of the couch, resolutely staring at the TV and aggressively squeezing the bear stuffy you had got her. Over the 20 minutes she slowly edged herself closer to you, you assume she’s trying to be casual about it but its very obvious what she’s trying to do.

When she is only a foot away, she mutters something into her plushy and tries to hide herself as much as possible, a rather adorable sight given shes half a foot taller than you. You ask if she could repeat herself, telling her she can take as much time as she wants. You eventually manage to make out something about snuggling and decide to take matters into your own hands. You pull her into you, resting her head on your lap, slowly stroking her hair and rubbing her tummy, feeling her melt into you, letting herself completely relax. As she relaxes into you, you finally whisper to her, “You don’t have to pretend anymore honey. I know it’s so hard to try and be a human but you don’t need to anymore. I can take care of you, lil pup.”

This was the second time she barked in front of you. And the second, and the third, and the fourth and on and on, all the while you continued to pet her and hold her. While this wasn’t the last time she pretended to be human or got too nervous to ask for attention or reassurance or apologized for being such a bother, it was the first time she felt loved.

I just saw this… too high to think of a response… but laughed pretty hard xD

Canada Lugia

beware the vicious aerohonk attack

About me

DNI: minors, terfs and zionists.

hi, i'm Rosie, trans puppygirl from ontario canada but with hopes of moving to finland before the decade is over.

quirks: adhd, autism, ptsd, borderline personality disorder, separation & social anxiety, symptoms of bipolar 2 (namely hypomania and depressive episodes).

likes: collars, physical affection, cats, punk fashion, walks, crates (like the kind you'd put a 4 legged dog in) puppy treats (hrt related meds), cold days, thigh highs, fruit juice (apple, orange, etc), ice cappuccinos, metal music and the pop artist Mothica.

dislikes: storms, thinking, candy (of any kind), politics (keep it to yourself), religion (same as politics), classic rock (i find a lot of it creepy), sad media, not being able to talk to my gf for more than 12 hours, loud noises, bright/flashing lights, daylight, darkness and large groups of ppl.

special interests: cars, animals (dinosaurs included) and computer hardware.

gf/futurewife/owner: @the-adhd-sorcerer .

triggers: hospitals, fireworks, paying attention to my breathing and others yelling.

birth year: 2003.

birthday: sept 23rd.

hrt since: 9th of sept 2023

types of drugs i've tried: weed, alcohol.

drugs i want to try: mushrooms, peyote, ecstasy.

drugs i won't try: pretty much anything i haven't tried or want to try, especially opioids (including ones used in hospitals like morphine).

sexuality: abrosexual between t4t lesbian and grey asexual.

romantic attraction: trans women.

extras: furry, therian, twitch streamer (when obs wants to work), below average skill gamer, cat lover and makeup inept (mostly due to shaky af hands).

asks welcome.

Edit#2: dumb puppy edited this saying she won’t reply to dms from people she doesn’t follow before enabling the option to prevent people she doesn’t follow from dming her…

Edite#3: list of things i won't do here

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vT11wfqrQ1C38Mj-5i6_pk5OSYmO3pHk6rbkAA8lh-LjeSiwkdcbyVkNr5CI8NyjvxReQmoIYfYTzvc/pub .

I’m kinda sad that when I eventually move to Finland I won’t be able to smoke weed… like it’s gonna be worth to move there but I wish that it was legal there so I could get high and snuggle with my (future) wife… I might get to do this if she ever visits me in Canada before the move, but it’s still not the same as doing it in the place I wish to be.

@the-adhd-sorcerer I love you ^w^ .

I saw polycule first and lesbian second… I’m gonna have to reject fate and say no to the polycule. @the-adhd-sorcerer is mine and only mine, and I’m hers and only hers.

The first three words you see will manifest in 2025.

@the-adhd-sorcerer what do you do? I’m staying in the forest cave… (reason will be apparent when you read the outcomes)

(18+ poll read tags to see what's involved)

Hope you're happy with your choice!

Hide in a gap between some thick shrubbery: A puppyboy is also hiding there! He's trembling at first, but he quickly says you can hide with him. Then he realises you're nice, and begins to like you, so when you two stick close by to remain hidden, he starts humping you

Hide in a cave in the forest: Not long after a puppygirl runs in, also trying to hide from what you heard. You two snuggle together for warmth till the sun comes up. And when it does, she's casually licking your face and neck, laving her tongue happily, still snuggled close, not knowing you're yet awake

Hide in a cave up in the mountains: You fall while climbing and get knocked unconscious. That cave you were aiming for, being the home of the entire werewolf pack, and they definitely heard that. When you wake you've been dragged right into the cave, with the entire pack already sniffing and licking and touching you... It's so nice you searched them out!

Climb a tree: Yeah this werewolf can climb trees. When he drags you down by having your clothes in his teeth, he rips them off, so by the time you're thrown to the ground and trying to get your bearings, he's already on top of you.

Run: You fall down a slippery slope, interrupting another werewolf humping a bunny girl. The werewolf is not happy. He manages to pounce on you and keep a grip on the bunnygirl. You two become very close when he has his fun with you both at the same time

Grab a small rock and run: You fall down a slippery slope, interrupting another werewolf humping a bunny girl. The werewolf is not happy. You throw the small rock at his head - it only scratches him. However this works as a distraction, and the bunnygirl breaks free, so both of you can deal with him and run off together. You've got a new partner now

Grab a big rock and run: You're not fast enough. The werewolf easily catches up to you. Except now you're in a clearing close to some resort lodges. Anyone could see or hear you being bred by the werewolf in the open now

Stand completely still (voluntarily): The werewolf thinks you're a good little pet and reveals himself. He carries you back to his pack. You're never going to be let go now. They all need someone to breed and have fun with

Stand completely still (freeze instinct): The werewolf can still see you. He takes his time with you. Sniffing. Licking. Circling. If you stay still the entire time, he lazily breeds you once, then runs off for better prey. If you do try to run, he takes extra time with you, a weeks worth

Try to fight whatever comes: Anyone else in the forest sees your valiant efforts and fights with you. You all defeat the werewolf together, and you have a few happy hybrids who think you're such a hero...

Go searching for the howling: The werewolf is suprised, but if you submit, he happily spends the entire night with you. It's even gentle mating, with lots of licks after each knotting. He drags you back to his home locked on his knot, but insists to his pack that you're his alone. No one else should bother you. You end the night knotted, with cum still being steadily pumped into you, and the werewolf nuzzling your face as you both snuggle and fall asleep

Try to cause a distraction: You gain the attention of a group of fox hybrids. they steal you away, and all have their fun with you. Before the night can end, some of the stronger ones pass you to the werewolf who was still searching for you, them probably gaining something from the trade. While the werewolf takes you home, then works on cleaning you out, before finally having you all to himself

To my moots (and anyone else who wants to answer)…

Feel free to reblog and tell me your reasoning ^w^

Ils ont fait un blunt avec un oignon

the grape died in surgery but I have good news

i physically can't drink more than 2 glasses of water a day... not only do i find water disgusting no matter where it's from or if it's filtered, it also makes me feel like puking if i have more than a cup every 12 ish hours.

so i'm always fairly dehydrated and also always fairly dizzy when i first stand up... i also have an iron deficiency which doesn't help the dizzyness but supplements are expensive af and i'm a broke gurl.

Do you get a bit dizzy every time you stand up?

going to just say that... i hate being told things unless it's from @the-adhd-sorcerer ... and sometimes i don't like it from her either, i heavily prefer the ability to choose to do it (which i can still do when told, but there could be consequences... which i also kinda hate), if it's a request odds are i'll do it for her (still a higher chance i won't for anyone else) unless it crosses some form of boundary i have.

although i'm still interested in getting clicker trained (not as a command thing more so either an attention grabber or a "stim toy" for her to "stimulate" me with).

Do you hate being told things?

“But of course, interesting manure” Is the greatest way of saying “cool shit”.

You too… I literally had these all over my room lol

So I forgor… but anyway here’s my experience thus far: as far as when the time I realized… it was when I met my girlfriend ( @the-adhd-sorcerer ), at that point I was still in a toxic relationship and realized that I didn’t want to be in it anymore, and within a week of talking to her and leaving the toxic relationship I became obsessed with two words… two words that hold so much power over my mood that I couldn’t deny doing anything that would get them used on me as a reward... “good girl”, that led to me becoming obsessed with physical affection like belly rubs and headpats, and later wanting to have a collar and leash to be taken on walks with.

How it’s been for me is it really is the best change in my life since coming out as trans in 2019… the euphoria I get from being called a good girl or given those forms of physical affection is well worth the very few downsides (which to me are I’m legitimately unable to function if my gf doesn’t talk to me for more than 12 hours… sometimes less, and the fact I have to wear my collar in order to have any self confidence).

Also as a side note if any puppygirls are near me (I live near Niagara Falls Ontario… but hopefully moving to Finland with my gf at some point), I’m Always down for some platonic cuddles :3 .

I also have this pair of questions that wasn’t on your number = question post: when did you realize puppygirl life was for you? And how has it been for you?. I’ll give my personal experience in your reply post :3

Ooo good questions!!! My boyfriends close friend is a puppygirl and I met her about a year ago, so that's when the idea was started i think. I didn't really embrace it until I made this account though!! That's why I'm not very good at it woooff but yea!!

Also! It's been really good :3 I love meeting other pups and I hope i can play with some someday!! I can't wait till the account gets a little bigger and I get a lot of people to talk to :33 (I love my current mutuals too ofc @samoyed-pup heart youuu and thank you for being so active Rosie :333)

I hate when anyone says me wanting to just be a housewife promotes gender roles and I should stop… I’m sorry I want to live my life the way I want to, and I’m sorry that it’s such a big deal to you, like yeah I’m following A gender role… doesn’t mean I’m intentionally doing it to spite you (although at this point I might as well). Also it’s not just an “I want this” anymore, when I was younger and more oblivious to my transness it was just a want, but now I’m a 20+ year old highschool dropout with no coping skills for my mental issues or any meaningful skills that would help me find a job, like yeah I could try, but it would cost more to work than I would earn, not just because of the therapy I would probably have to go to weekly just to be somewhat stable during the time I have a job, but also due to the mental health issues it would cause after I eventually have a breakdown and quit. And you could say “just get coping skills”, but for me it’s not that easy, I need to be in a good mental state to practice coping skills otherwise it’s just going to lead me into a breakdown… or if it’s breathing techniques a trauma induced panic attack, it’s never going to be worth it for me to work… especially if I can’t find a job that caters to my special interests, because if it doesn’t cater to them I will end up hating every moment of it and it will stress me out.

To those who have the privilege of not being a complete and utter failure mentally and in many cases physically, you can live your life however you want, but sadly even if this wasn’t something I wanted I couldn’t help it.

And remember live life for Yourself and Nobody else.

@the-adhd-sorcerer >:3

A lotta people wanna [TOUCHING] the puppygirl 👐

So… I was talking to some friends online because I couldn’t sleep, and mid sentence I felt something pop in my neck and now I can’t speak… so now I’ve gone 20 hours without sleep and I can’t talk on my own… What the fuck… why does the world hate me? Like this could be a blessing in disguise but at the same time right now it’s feeling like a horrible curse.

You know what’s better (in my opinion) than both back scratches and headpats? Belly rubs… especially when high, even the thought of them while high is enough to make me melt.

Scratch that tgirl’s back and head and watch her body instantly collapse onto you as she moans in content.

I was never quiet and reserved… but I am a burnt out trans girl who melts at any praise or affirmation… especially when it’s from @the-adhd-sorcerer :3

Who else?