Hi! I'm Ash (people also know me by Osa, Morgan or Prince), My pronouns are she/he/it/fawn/blush, I am an adult (though i fear i will never feel my age 〒▽〒) and i ID as plural (so sometimes i use plural pronouns for myself), queer and i am neurodivergent. I am a puppy irl! (≧∇≦)ﾉ
I make art in the form of digital art, moodboards, edits and literature! I am a multi-fandom artist though i tend to gravitate towards people on my yumelist! (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
My goal for this blog is, to be entirely transparent, gain followers/attention.. (my primary social was originally Tiktok but reach is horrible on that platform and it was making me unhappy) but i also do wanna post my art more. PLEASE ASK ABOUT MY OC LORE... /_ \
I'll be reblogging everything and anything i find amuses me at any particular time. (ノへ￣、)
no dni , but that doesnt mean i have no sense of morality, i just like attention.
CONTENTS
。More about me
。New Years Goals
。Socials (links and such!)
。Credits
。Blinkies, Stamps and userboxes
More About Me ! <3
I am: Trans Masc, Genderfluid, Roseboy, Xenogender User and a Neopronoun User.
I am physically disabled and have DPD, autism, selective mutism, anxiety and PTSD. I also suffer with bouts of psychosis.
I struggle a lot with jealousy and i really like attention :3c I DON'T support AI.
I worship inari, kitsune and gaia. I want to start veiling.
I like collecting pokemon cards and blind box figurines. I am situationally religious but i worship kitsune/inari always.
I dress lolita, jojifuku, casual lolita, erokawa and cutecore.
I am a kemonomimi, furry, therian and i kin angels, sea slug, kittens, puppies, sea snails, deer, lamb, kitsune and calf.
I use radqueer terms, BUT I AM NOT RADQUEER.
Social Links
Youtube
Tiktok
Pinterest
My New Years Goals <3
、1k followers on Tiktok: 661/1000 (frog_brainrot)
、100 followers on Tumblr: 21/100
、Finish spamton Cosplay: started (working on this for 2 weeks every month)
、 Start small business: not started
、Start fanfic library: started
、300 Wists on Sofi Bot 60/300
、Start DPD diagnostic process: not started (NHS fault..)
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
Alright, welp. It's come to the worst unfortunately. I am opening emergency delayed commissions, as I have to escape my house immediately (either tomorrow or in two days) :/ I will be buying plane tickets to the next state over to live with a close friend. Since I will be on the move for the next week or so and can't draw, the slots will have to be filled now and the art completed later. I hope that's okay. I appreciate anyone who can help, I really, really need it right now.
I will get back to everyone who contributes as soon as possible. I'm only able to pack one backpack so I can bring my PC but not my monitors, so once I'm there I'll try to buy a cheap one to draw all of the commissions that funded the flight and hotels
I really need to start posting on here more often.. anyway, here is my pool toy fursona! (this isnt a fetish thing..)
WIP, need to colour and shade.. :3
@honeyfeed has SO many AI submissions in their current writing contest, so much so that genuine submissions (like mine) have been completely buried, i've sent emails about this and have gotten no response... miserable, truly.
Hii, I had to pop up to thank you for one of your posts. The post about Erik/The Idol not only kept me from going down that path bc of stuff (I wasn’t there, but I probably was at risk) but made me realize that there’s no real shipping or NSF/W content of the new victim and. I find that disappointing in the freaklast fandom. 😔 He’s a grown ass man with an intellectual disability and his weird sexual lines about the Kress Twins are meant to be creepy and uncomfortable because it’s not consensual, not because he’s some pure innocent minded baby who ~can’t understand what he’s doing~ or something. I feel like people are way too nervous to approach and I’m threatened to start doing it myself.
no problem anon! is.. is it the latex post or the post about people infantilizing him, both work lol.. just.. curious
i know ive advertised this so so much on this platform already but i am absolutely miserable seeing the most viewed/liked stories being ai made... i spent a MONTH writing my novel just for subpar rates.. </3
https://www.honeyfeed.fm/novels/28935
please go like / view my novel, even if you dont read it!
