Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️

@thatharper

Software analyst, book-lover, furry, big fan of sci-fi and fantasy. Jewish. She/they. Wæpenwifestre 🏳️‍⚧️ This account posts NSFW 🔞 (PFP by At least say "hi" before following or risk a block

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Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 19d

Watching A Centaur's Life with friends and I demand that we consider: Four-winged birds implies four-winged harpy girls

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 19d

HEY IS ANYBODY HERE AT SDCC CAN I ASK YOU A HUGE FAVOR

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 19d

🐶: Were-Knight. 🐭: Rat Doll! 🦌: Um. Um, princess deer, I think... 🦝: N'oublie pas "little", ma chérie! I am enamored of "brat clown" for myself, I think. 🦇: Emerald declines to play this game, so for me, "Alien plant mommy witch" feels most, hmmm....adequate.

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 19d

Live. Live joyously, live riotously, live out of sheer spite when necessary, but first and fundamentally, you must LIVE.

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 19d

I still want this

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 20d

www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRd6... TWRP's "Phantom Racer"

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 20d

I am TIRED but it's a nice day also I know this isn't normal tired, this is "haven't had adhd meds in two days" tired

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 20d

Tempted to write a comic where everyone who plays in a TTRPG or MMO spontaneously becomes their favorite character one day

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 20d

Tempted to make a new Bloodborne character and, in the finest Dracula tradition, play as a cowgirl Stake driver in one hand, repeating pistol in the other, just thinking "full yeehaw"

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 20d

I'm not sorry algorithmic moderation should be fucking ILLEGAL

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 21d

sleemby Going off of adhd meds seems to do this to me

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 21d

Bold words for somebody in Shattering Crystal range

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 22d

A day late but I DID MY INJECTIONS ...may have hit a vein with the estradiol because it bled a surprising bit but I mopped up the floor!

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 24d

Hey y'all, an old friend is really going through it and she could use any help you can provide! Sue is good people. Please throw a couple bucks her way and spread the word gofund.me/491550bd9

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 25d

Sleepy and full of delicious food and got to hug a friend for the first time in years, I'm exhausted but it has been a very good day

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 26d

...Things I learned today: MAKE SURE YOU'RE EMPTY after douching, before leaving the shower

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· 26d

I am awake, I am alive, I am having soup for breakfast

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· May 26

Cellophane bees are, it must be noted, freaking adorable

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 27

Nora Lameth!

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 24

HI LAYLA!! good to see her, and like. To see her acting SEMI-independently. She's not a lap-floret. Also I just realized I do not at all remember her original name and I'm kind of fine with that

The ceiling was a cool pale blue, almost white. If there were corners, they were invisible. The surface he was lying on — whoa, he thought, deja vu. This was just like that fucked up dream he'd been having when he-

the steed falters not, but slips the reins

His eyes, still droopy with sleep, flew open as he sat up. His head began to pound again almost immediately, but it was nothing compared to the skull-cracking pain it had been before. He cast around for any sign of the plant monsters, but there were none. There was, however, a human woman sitting on a chair at the far end of the room. She was older, maybe in her late 40s or early 50s, olive-skinned, with hair that had once been jet-black but was now being conquered by silver-white — Her eyebrows, thick and heavy, were one of the few bastions of that deep black left. She was wearing a long, flowing red dress and some kind of thick black collar, and was reading a book — an actual, printed-on-paper book. Fuck, he thought, this is a rich asshole hospital. "H-hey," he choked out. His throat was still sore and dry.

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 24

Greg I did not remember. Jess, Jess I very much DO remember. What happened to her??

"I don't know," the shaggy lump creature grumbled. It hesitated, then withdrew the syringe. "Jess, can you understand me? Can you give me some indication that you understand my words if you do?"

"Ggget th'fuuuuugwaayy," Greg slurred out, in a voice that he quickly realized was not his own, too high, too soft. Deep down, underneath the part of him frantically kicking and trying to escape, there was a strange sense of excitement. What under the stars was that about?

"Jess, sweetheart, calm down, please. You're safe here. What are you so afraid of?"

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 24

HI AFFINI this is definitely going to go well also, concerningly: Greg doesn't even remember what Affini are. That is a LOT of memory gone.

Oh fuck. His eyes finally focused on the shape in the doorway. The shapes. Two of them. One looked like a shambling mass of dripping-wet leaves and vines, its glowing eyes hidden in two deep, recessed eye sockets; the other, strangely humanlike, but still made of plant matter woven and compressed together in the shape of a woman. And stars, they were both fucking enormous! Twice his size easy, maybe more! They paid him no mind, conversing in an oddly musical and strangely familiar language edged with sombre tones as they approached the bed. Paralyzed with fear, all he could do was stare, until the shaggy one lifted one of its hulking arms. At the tip, grasped in something like a hand, was what looked like a syringe loaded with something amber-gold in hue, the tip needle-sharp.

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 23

Well. SOMETHING odd is going on. Miswiring? Xenodrugs? Also the full story is at archiveofourown.org/works/504351...

There was enough of him beginning to approach rational thought that he knew he was being an idiot. He had no idea how he got there, and neither did his anxiety. Maybe he'd gotten jumped on the way to the electronics assembly plant, or maybe he'd pissed off the wrong client or hacked the wrong mainframe for one of his less legitimate side businesses. How he got here was a big fat fucking mystery, like someone took an ice cream scoop to his brain and removed the last...

the depths-dark sky

...shit, what year was it? He wracked his brain trying to think. Born in 2528, that came readily enough. Graduated tech trade school 2544. Okay, making progress — it was definitely after 2544. No, 2545, that was when he cracked his first logistics management server and realized how absolutely shit 90% of corporate infosec setups were, and that had been the gateway into...

the lakes and the ocean

Harper, Clockwork Anima 🏳️‍⚧️@thatharper· Apr 23

Floret in the Mirror reaction! Starting at chapter 1. This is a sequel to No Gods No Masters. Standard HDG cws apply. And dang, this is a HARSH start. Intentionally disorienting and I legit did not remember who "Greg" was for a bit... it's been awhile since I read the first story.