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Aaron The Roboi🤖🐀

@aarontheroboi.bsky.social

Hello you! :O Artist, Miniatures Painter, Rat Enthusiast, AND Robot VTuber!(derogatory) https://linktr.ee/AaronTheRoboi

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Aaron The Roboi🤖🐀@aarontheroboi.bsky.social · 3w ago

🎵 "I've been waiting of so long you told me I should be strong and my heart want's you to know I will never let you go" 🎵 A LOVELY commission by AloisMorgan on based on a certain music video everyone who's in to MBM/Headless knows VERY well.

Aaron The Roboi🤖🐀@aarontheroboi.bsky.social · 2mo ago

The darling, mature, vouluptious mother of the Ryder siblings. A former GORGEOUS supermodel selling off both her figure and likeness to create the line of Ryder Robots. Perhaps not a mother in the traditional, biological sense but she adores her little snot-nosed kids regardless.

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PotluckSoup@potlucksoup.bsky.social · 5mo ago

“Do you love him? Jenni asked. “The Duke?,” Acorn smiled. “I can’t live without him. I yearn for him when he’s away. He is my everything.” “And the collar?” ________________ (Full short in the image alt. TW — implied corruption.)

Jenni looked up, her face nestled in the Cervidian’s hands, reading a sense of longing on the woman's face that she couldn’t place. It was melancholic and hidden behind something – the face yearning. They had only met a day ago and Jenni decided she shouldn’t yet pry. She had questions and time to ask them. Her head was carried away from her body, to be posed on a pillow nearby. The Duke was proud of the dullahan he'd purchased, and she was to pose for a portrait showing off the most notable features of the newest, if temporary, member of his harem. “Do you love him? Jenni asked. “The Duke?,” Acorn smiled. “I can’t live without him. I yearn for him when he’s away. He is my everything.” “And the collar?” “A present.” Acorn laughed shyly, “I get questions about it, now and then. It’s mine. Well, there’s a little more than just that. I was captured, a slave to be sold by the raiders. Inland, things aren’t the same there. It’s less civilized than Porta Vermelha. Slaves are illegal here but, out there, there isn’t always enough people to enforce the law.” “Cervidians sell well in places where there’s slavery persists.” “People think we, as a people, are submissive and docile. One night my travel party was raided. I was marched off to a black market trading post, I don’t even know where. The Duke saved me. He bought me.” “You’re a slave?” Jenni kept her voice low. She was placed gently on the pillow. “Of course not.” Acorn caressed her collar. “He gave me this until we left the area, no one questioned a collared Cervidian, I read as property.” She blushed, “We travelled together, me and the others. It was a game, at first. As a Nonian cleric I’m sure you know the sort.” Jenni said she did. It was the business of a Nonian cleric to know such delights. “After a while, it felt right having it on. I’m his, in a way.” “And he is yours?” “Of course.” Acorn said flatly.