#turtle net lore

How I actually look:

~ The Si- I mean Dr. Delicate Touch 🥀🖤

|> Well this is sketch as heck, I must politely decline

Depends on the day, actually.

I can stand the texture of dad's furr & robe. Only when I am overstimulated, I can't.

Usually, I go with "No touch unless I initiate it."

M̺͆y̺͆ t̺͆r̺͆a̺͆n̺͆s̺͆l̺͆a̺͆t̺͆o̺͆r̺͆ a̺͆n̺͆d̺͆ a̺͆ f̺͆e̺͆w̺͆ o̺͆t̺͆h̺͆e̺͆r̺͆ m̺͆e̺͆c̺͆h̺͆a̺͆n̺͆i̺͆s̺͆m̺͆s̺͆ I̺͆ h̺͆a̺͆v̺͆e̺͆ o̺͆n̺͆ m̺͆e̺͆ w̺͆e̺͆r̺͆e̺͆ d̺͆a̺͆m̺͆a̺͆g̺͆e̺͆d̺͆,̺͆ s̺͆o̺͆ I̺͆’̺͆m̺͆ a̺͆f̺͆r̺͆a̺͆i̺͆d̺͆ I̺͆ w̺͆i̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ b̺͆e̺͆ l̺͆e̺͆s̺͆s̺͆ h̺͆e̺͆l̺͆p̺͆f̺͆u̺͆l̺͆ f̺͆o̺͆r̺͆ a̺͆ w̺͆h̺͆i̺͆l̺͆e̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆t̺͆i̺͆l̺͆ I̺͆ c̺͆a̺͆n̺͆ r̺͆e̺͆p̺͆a̺͆i̺͆r̺͆ m̺͆y̺͆s̺͆e̺͆l̺͆f̺͆.̺͆

I have some questions :3

Thoughts on PB&J Duo? (you and Mikey)

Why do you let Mikey hug you more than everyone else?

Do you like ducks?

How do the electron configurations and oxidation states of transition metals influence their catalytic activity, particularly in relation to their position on the periodic table? (sorry Ik it's random but I've been stumped)

How do I understand social cues better as someone who struggles a lot?

THANK YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY!!

Greetings ✨️

Peanut butter & jelly just work well together. (Although if we are talking the real thing, no, because I absolutely do not like jelly. Only specific brands & sorts of jelly)

You must be imagining the hugs, bad boy, remember? /j

I do like ducks 🦆

If you request an infodump about that, I have to do a separate post about this ;]

Social cues are difficult. Be honest & just ask for clarity. I do have some prompts that I use for that issue. Or just study psychology as I did.

Imagine living with civilized, very responsible & mature siblings.

Now, I want you to throw that idea completely out the window.

From one vessel into another.

I made fists and relaxed the hands again. This was still not my celestial body.

Would it ever end?

I clutched the golden cape that Mikey had put on before and tried to hide in the comfort of the soft fabric. It didn't help that it had suns stiched all over it.

I want to go home.

The body was sat on a couch in a living room that appeared to be in a strange suburban place I recognised as the sewers.

Suddenly, I had a hand waving in front of my vision, which brought me into the present situation.

"Earth to Mikey? Helloooo???" I blinked and looked to the left. Strangely shaped glasses, puffy hair in two buns, coloured skin... That was April. "Sorry, heh, I was daydreaming again, whoopsie." I let out a chuckle and fiddled with the hands.

Please let me pass.

Had they been talking before? I had no idea & I tried not to let the feeling of panic get to me, as Dr. Feelings had described the suffocating feeling in the body's upper part.

They all hate me, and I can't blame them. I've done bad things to them.

I've hurt Vee, I've hurt his sister April, I've hurt his brothers. I know that this girl, Emerson, is afraid of me.

Siblinghood. Friends. Concepts that were partly unclear to me as I didn't understand social bonding very much.

But I had something similar to a brother too, hadn't I?

I have no excuse.

I brought the knees to my chest and hugged them.

Why now?

"Are you okay, Mikey?" April asked and put a hand on my left shoulder.

"Yeee, don't worry!!" I gifted her a wide smile. "Just...

The birthday blues, I guess!"

Do you dislike all the sweet-salty types of combos? Or just pineapple on pizza?