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Hello.. again 😄

I go by Peachyy Panda! 🍑🐼 Dirty thirties Asian exhibitionist and naughty thoughts explorer.

DM's are only for mutuals

Asks and anons are open (for now)

🔞 DNI if you shouldn't be here

I enjoy sharing myself and my naughty thoughts but it doesn't mean I'm here for hookups/pic swaps/sexting

Full NSFW isn’t posted on the ol’ tumblr{dot}com. Gotta check the socials for that

Further socials: twitter ⊹ reddit ⊹ of ⊹ redgifs

Thanks for reading and enjoy your stay! \(ᵔᵕᵔ)/

If you're not turned on by gore and cannibalism, if you don't get horny over horror movies and you follow me, you are responsible for any damage caused by reading my posts.

Friendly reminder, lovelies, that you are not obligated to read everything I write and I write when I can. I get that some people don't care about florist!Bucky, college!Bucky, etc., and that is perfectly fine. But you also don't need to send discouragement if I update something you aren't interested in. That won't make me write other things faster. I'm doing my best.

Thank you to those who do encourage, uplift, and support. ♥️

I’m tired of being miserable for a couple of jerks in desperate need of attention, I’m tired of spineless people who try to ruin a place like this which is supposed to be fun and happy. I’m fucking tired of being miserable. So, anons will be off for a looong time. And guess what?

BARBIEAEMOND IS BACK 💖

I ask you to please, kindly, reblog this post so I can reach the highest number of my beautiful former moots!! Thank you so much, I missed you and I love you!! 💖💖💖

Blog PSA:

I will not be answering any questions about or responding to any instances of antisemitism for the next 24 hours because…

It is my birthday 🥳

I don't know how many parents are on here, but

Please, I am begging you, if you think your child might be neurodivergent, tell them.

Sit them down, ask them a few questions about symptoms of whatever condition you think they might have, and listen to what they have to say.

Mull it over. See how their answers measure up to professional diagnostic criteria and the childhood experiences of other neurodivergent people.

If you see things aligning, tell your kid what's going on and take them to see a reputable professional (if they're younger) or ask them if they want to talk to a pro about getting a diagnosis (if they're older).

Please, don't try to hide their neurodivergence from them. I went through school not understanding why I had such a hard time connecting with people. I grew up with a "not like other girls" complex because I genuinely was not like them. I grew up thinking that everyone hated certain textures, that everyone found buffet lines stressful, that my social struggles were just introversion. When I had to secure my own accommodations, I told people that I occasionally had sensory overloads. 

When my mother told me that she'd known for years that I probably had ADHD and autism, I was an adult, and I resented her for that decision. After the lightbulb moment faded, I demanded to know why she hadn't told me before, and she said that I hadn't been struggling.

But I had been struggling. I had assumed that my struggles were normal and I'd been bent on "fixing" myself in a way that couldn't and shouldn't be done.

Had I been given that vocabulary, I could've explained why I became so obsessed with my interests.

I could've given a better explanation than "I have sensory overloads sometimes" when I had to wear noise-canceling headphones in high school (and I probably wouldn't have gotten those accommodations if I hadn't had a reputation as a good student). I could've told my teachers that it was because I was autistic, instead of relying on a term that I learned from Spider-Man fanfiction.

I could've researched ways to work around my ADHD so I didn't drown under a mountain of late work.

If you hide your child's neurodivergence from them, you are refusing to give them the right tools to understand themselves.

Hope y'all had a FANTASTIC Christmas 💖

and wishing you all a Happy New Year (+ personal update lol)

It may seem like something so small to get emotional over, but Christmas Eve, I burst into tears at having something ~resembling~ a living room for Christmas, AND seeing my desk space finally all set up and running. It has been a heck of a rough time these last 17 months since we moved into our new place, not to mention the 2 rough af years leading up to it. I included some images below from throughout for anyone curious (or just wants to see my cat in a t-shirt 😻), but big ol' venting rant under the read more, sorry if you open it but you've been warned LMAO.

We moved here in August 2022, and these pics really are only a small fraction of everything we've had to deal with. From plumbing leaks and years' worth of water damage, to mould-filled walls and a condemned boiler. TWO GAS LEAKS. One dangerously malfunctioning stove. The fear of potentially dry rot-infested joists. From ripping up and re-laying multiple floors (with more to still do...), to ripping out a fireplace and rebuilding entire walls. Having no bathroom to call our own and having to share my mother-in-law's tiny annexe en suite for 5 months. Having to ask permission to have a shower. Having no bedroom for 4 months and having to squish three of us into my daughter's room—the confinement of which stressed out my cat, Mina, so much that she overgroomed herself to baldness and required a shirt and then a babygro (even if she looked beautiful in them LMAO). THE FLEAS. My god the fucking fleas the previous owners left here.....

From a family of starlings deciding to nest in our eaves and wake us up ~every morning~ with the dawn chorus, to finding (no pics, I promise!) FIVE mummified rats in the attic and needing the whole thing ripped out, sterilised, re-insulated and re-boarded, two pigeon skeletons behind the fireplace (complete with a moth invasion that had been feasting on them 💀 nature, man... so fucky). Needing to get a whole-ass loft hatch installed in our bedroom ceiling because mice were getting in and we had no access to deal with them. R A T S. RATSSSSSSS. *shudder*

So many IKEA furniture building sessions lmao. 10 new doors installed throughout the entire house (with 2 more still to go). New boiler, new water tank, new radiators. New carpets fitted throughout upstairs. Every single room repainted. Cutting and fitting skirting boards and coving ourselves, the latter during a bad bout of medicine-induced low blood pressure, 0/10 do not recommend lest you want to almost pass out standing on a ladder over a flight of stairs... 💀 Honestly the number of things that could have literally killed me this year. Like the incorrectly wired socket that the live wire fell out a centimetre away from my finger........ EVERY SINGLE job we've done to fix or improve this place has been hindered and tainted by the incompetence and cost-and-corner-cutting of the previous owner, taking way longer and costing way more than it should, and/or literally endangering us all. Pretty much everything above was caused by them. Eg. The leak in the bathroom coming VISIBLY through the living room ceiling that they left unfixed for 4+ YEARS MINIMUM that they PROMISED us they'd fixed 🙃🙃🙃

And through this all, we've had no living room or really any downtime space, apart from my husband who has had his office. I've had to move my "desk" (an IKEA table that just about fit my PC+Monitor that bruised my knees to sit at) around like playing musical rooms, until our bedroom was ready, then me and my daughter "relaxed" in there for the last 9 months. The only TV we've had was "shared" with my mother-in-law in the kitchen (aka it's all hers lol).

A lot of this is complaining about first-world problems, I know, I know. We have a roof over our head and are surviving a cost of living crisis that is destroying the lives of many others. But tbh, the last 2+ years of my life have ~rewired my brain~ entirely because I have been in a permanent state of stress combined with an unrelenting limbo. Just... existing. Seeing the light at the end was impossible at times just from the sheer overwhelming amount needed to be done. We are still not finished. But having a living room, unfinished as it currently is, finally feels like that turning point. Having a SOFA HOLY SHIT. Having a space for me and my daughter and my cat to properly ~unwind~ each day. Just being able to have a Christmas tree and presents under it, even if it's not the full-size one we were meant to have, it's still not the tiny 2-foot one stuffed into the kitchen corner we had last year. Mina finally getting free roam of the place the last few days has lifted my soul so much, she's so happy just getting to sit with us and chill.

Bonus; in the new year, I'm finally getting my heart condition fixed permanently, AND then should be starting medication for ADHD.

So yeah. Here's to a turning point, a New Year's start that feels, for the first time in a long time, like a hopeful one. And I really, really hope that translates to more time here going forward, because what little I have been able to do has kept me sane. It'll likely still be spotty for a while, there's still so much to do, but I'm on track now lol.

Now, for anyone that got this far, a bonus happy kitty pic :3

{ if you lot see this person, block immediately! i just got a nasty message containing gore from them and they're impersonating another famous person it looks like. make sure to report too! }

{ they seem to be going by different urls, too: @/brooke2vailey (the one shown) and @/brooke2vallery. make sure to block and report. }

this is probably dumb but i love fbaa and love this accti love seeing your new posts and saw there hasnt been one in a few days. are you ok? i miss these

When I say y'all are the sweetest, this is what I mean. I just absolutely cannot.

First, I wish I knew who you were so I could directly send you the biggest of internet hugs. But I hope you get it this way. Thank you.

Second, mostly? It's just been one hell of a month, my queue ran out, and I didn't have the mental energy to fill it. It's taken a bit of a backseat.

The blog isn't gone or defunct. It will come back to daily posting like always, and I will post quotes enough to equal out the days missed eventually. I just don't have the capacity for one more responsibility right now, no matter how silly calling it a 'responsibility' sounds in my head.

I didn't intend for this to be an extended thing, but as I sat down at my computer to quickly throw a few into the queue I just couldn't. So I guess we can consider this a proper break. I miss these beautiful literary idiots and love this blog, and all of you with your hilarious comments, so much, but I just need a minute away from...everything. I hope everyone can understand.

A not so quick blog PSA.

Despite my deeply unpopular opinions, and my refusal to side with the enemy of my enemy, I somehow continue to gain followers.

This is a quick note to those who are new here. I am an American WOC. An Immigrant. A card carrying Democrat. However I know how to think for myself, which means I don't tow the party line blindly. I have my reasons for following the British Monarchy. Fundamentally it is a concept that is aligned with my personal values It's not perfect by any means, but for now I think its merits outweigh the bad. In a world gone mad, western democracies with monarchies are lucky to have them.

Anyhoo, I started this blog in 2019 to start calling out Meghan. It galled me to see a public servant behaving so corruptly. Back then my critical opinions about her made me a member of a small minority. Obviously that is no longer the case as most people have had their eyes opened about Meghan Markle's true nature. My discovery about Meghan led to my discovery about Harry's true nature. Today I sit here with my eyes finally wide open about Charles and Camilla.

I am not ashamed to admit that I have been fooled. Despite that, I'd much rather speak for myself than be told what to think and who to support. If that means having egg on my face every now and then so be it.

I still have faith in William and Catherine, but if they end up disappointing me, I will be the first to admit it.

Thank you for being here, and allowing me to be exactly who I am. Flaws and all.

I am role player who matches energy. If I feel that you are no longer interested in interacting, I will give you space. If space turns into radio silence, the that's okay. People drift apart, it doesn't always mean it has to negative.

@ my mutuals, by the way: I will probably be less active over the next 3 days as I have hardly any signal 💗 love you all!

Hope you lovelies are having a great day so far! I wanted to give a heads-up that I may not be very active for the next few days. Figuring some stuff out. I'll be around in DMs if anyone needs me. ❤️

Just a little blog psa.

I’m going to join @black-dread @aegonx and @hoosbandewan in going on hiatus from giffing anything.

They already said it all. Just going to say this to the people who feel entitled to steal gifs. How much time does it take you to save one gif and repost it? 5,6 seconds? Multiply that time by ten and maybe you’ll get an idea of what lies behind a simple gif.

Time. Our time.

So while you just click save, we have to screencap, crop, resize, sharpen, color, adjust levels, curves, light and brightness, balancing color, add text and more. Never heard of all of this? Probably because you never made a gif in your entire life.

So please, stop stealing other people’s work time.

Blog PSA, Life PSA, and a Word of Advice

I’m so busy today packing and will likely be busy through the weekend as well.

Sorry if you sent me asks and I’m not replying. Please know it’s because I want to wait until I can give a thoughtful reply. But I’ll be on for short bursts even if I can’t write full pieces for a little bit.

But also

I’m so annoyed that I’m so busy because all I wanna do is talk about how I completely organized a labor revolt at work and how HR and my Big Boss were powerless to stop it and my Immediate Boss was cheering me on.

Moral of the story: SUPPORT UNIONS. JOIN UNIONS.

And if you’re in a “right-to-work” state, try engaging in collective action anyway, in small ways.