saphi

30 | Trans Lesbian | Welsh

saphig-iawn from tumblr | switch | hypnodomme | doll & dollmaker | drone & drone controller | gentle domme
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turning girls into dolls and drones they were always meant to be
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art by voidcreations on tumblr



MagicScarf
@MagicScarf
saphi
@saphi asked:

Hellooo~ thought I'd drop by and visit my little work of art!

I pick up Scarf (oil on canvas, Saphi, 2024) and give her a good look over.

Oh what an excellent additions! A new little friend and a handy speech bubble. Hehe, how are you finding this little holiday?

I turn to hang up my coat and spot Rebecca in a little bit of a soggy state on the floor

Rebecca darling, what happened?!

I hurry over and whirl my coat around her, and begin helping her up and over to a comfy sofa in front of Scarf, rubbing your arms and shoulders to soothe and warm and dry her.

I wasn't gone for long darling, is everything ok?

🎨 Ah! I-it’s you! I… uh… what happened… I don’t… really remember… There was a kitsune, a-and then another kitsune, or, or was I a kitsune? I spilled some paint… um… I-I don’t know… O-oh, Scarf is talking…

🧣💬 “A kitsune showed up and turned Rebecca into a kitsune. Rebecca looked like she was freaking out a bit and then she fell. I couldn’t see her when she was on the ground, but a human came in, one I didn’t recognize, and went over to where she was. When they stood back up a few seconds later, they were a kitsune too. And now Rebecca’s a human, though I don’t know when that happened. There was a long period where she was out of my line of sight…

🎨 S-somehow that human turned into a kitsune… I was already a human by then, I think… but I’m not sure how that’s possible… shivers…


saphi
@saphi

Mmm kitsune are tricksy things-

I dab at splotches of paint still on your cheeks, luscious fur growing and then waning on my hand as the paint runs off my skin, failing to gain purchase

Thank you for explaining Scarf, darling, you're a gem.

I kneel down in front of Scarf, pulling out a small bottle of varnish and a brush, tending the parts of her canvas that have dulled in the light a little. Rebecca's stuttering and tone hang on my heart a little

Are you ok, Rebecca?


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