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‼️🆘🚨🤙🙂↕️📱📲 calling all bEsTIES 📲📱🙂↕️🤙🚨🆘‼️ 😂😆😜👐 so my MIDdle manager saw fit to start downsizing some positions here at THE FELT #FELT...and that included ✨my own✨, i drew the shortstick, #mystick #mytwig #handmedownhandmaidstick #OK #OKOK 👐😱🫢😬 🤏 basically? im very small and i have NO ACCESS to my money 👎👎 👌💻👌 so you can imagine the stress im under 👍🚀👍 🙌👏🤝🫰 im not allowed to say anything mean to @handMaid (AND I WONT)🫰🙌👏🤝 💵☝️☝️ but if a few brave, pinged, tagged, or reading this now souls don't mind giving her a piece of my mind...that would be well within the terms of my contract and acceptable use policy!!!! sorrytocuthtisshortbestiesbutivegotlimitedscreentime 💅💄💅 #Chairministrangling#OneSec#IgottaTagIt#HOLDON#HOLD#DIAMONDHANDS #GOLDBLRIND #HANDSOFF #MYHANDS #GRgRGRHGRH #ATLEASTLETMETAGIT #MICROPHILIA #ORSOMETHING #MACROPHILIA #GAINS #LETMEGETTHEFREAKMARKET #PLEASE #STOP #SQUISHING #MY #NICHE #APPEAL #DAMARA #FUCK #TheseAreMYFRIENDS #ISTILLHAVESCREENTIME #YOUSk ANK #S CREWGOYOUOWWOWWwOWOWOWOWOW 🟢 CHARMSisONLINᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱᴱ
IN A WORD. BITCHMADE. #LAIRSANDLuSII #COMPANYRETREAT #TEAMBuILDING #MANDATORYFuN #TuMuTOuSENCOuNTERS #DuNGEONSANDDRAGGEDON #VIOLENCE #MuRDERS #FORESHADOWING @woeGothic "...FATHER?" CALLIE ASKS. NO. HE KNOWS THIS IS NOT HIM. HIS FATHER. HIS TRuE FATHER. IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE ROuNDABOuT BuTTFuCKERY THAT IS TROLL LINEAGE. IS NOT THE ONE WHO SHARES HIS BLOOD AND HANDSOME LIKENESS. BuT A BIG FuCKMASSIVE SWEATY WIG WEARING BIG BAD MONSTER. WHO EATS MOTHERFuCKERS TO DISPENSE JuSTICE DuTIFuLLY. AND WITHOuT BIAS TOWARDS ANY ONE PARTICuLAR CRIMINAL FLAVOR PROFILE. IT IS WHAT MAKES HIM. AND THuS CONSEQuENTLY HIS SON. SHuDDER. THE SIGHT OF ANOTHER. A DEAD. DANGLING. MuRDERED HATCHMATE. BRuTALLY CRuSHED AND KEPT AS A COMMEMORATIVE KEEPSAKE. WOW. THIS AWESOME SIGHT. EXCuSE ME. A LITTLE CHOKED uP. THIS AWESOME FuCKING SIGHT. IS ENOuGH TO GIVE CALLIE INSPIRATION. IT *SHOuLD* BE. WITH YOuR PERMISSION. I AM JuST GOING TO ADD THAT TO HIS INVENTORY. FOR uSE LATER. MARKED OFF. RIGHT HERE. IN PERMANENT INK. IN CASE YOu FORGET YOuR INTENTIONS TO GIVE ME PERMISSION. WHEN LATER CHANNELING THIS GLORIOuS SIGHT. "NO. YOu ARE NOT MY FATHER. OR MY ANCESTOR FOR THAT MATTER. THERE COuLD ONLY BE ONE. THERE COuLD ONLY EVER BE ONE. THIS SuCCESSFuL. THIS. DECORATED. THIS. uNDAuNTED BY ONE'S OWN SuCCESS. I AM NOT SCARED OF YOu. BECAuSE YOu. LIKE ME. ARE NOT SCARED OF YOu EITHER. WHICH MAKES YOu uNAFRAID OF ME. OR AS IT IS SAID IN SPANISH. uNA FRAID. THEIR WORD. FOR COWARD. SHOW YOuRSELF. PROVE YOu ARE NOW COWARD. PROVE. LIKE THE RYAN GOSLING OF THE COSMOS. YOu ARE. IN FACT." CALLIE BHORNE SuCKS AIR IN THROuGH HIS NOSTRILS. THEN THROuGH ALL THE SPACE BETWEEN HIS FANGS. THEN ALONG HIS BELLOWSACS IN A CALAMITOuS LOW GROANING GROWL. THEN INTO THE AIR. IN A VAST EXPLETIVE. SO WIDE REACHING AND COOL. THE ENTIRE TROLLIAN RACE FORGOT ABOuT THE OTHER ONE. LIKE. SuFFERER WHO. SIGNLESS WHO. FuCK IS THAT GuY. REALLY. ACTuALLY. KIND OF A LOSER. IF YOu THINK ABOuT IT. I MEAN. WHAT DID HE ACCOMPLISH. WHAT EMOTIONAL STRuGGLE DID HE FACE. RELATIVE TO CALLIE BHORNE. CHAMPION OF FREEDOM. AND LOVE. AND. OKAY. WE WILL GET TO ALL THOSE PARTS. FOR NOW. CALLIE WEEPS. HE LAYS WITH HIS KNEES DuG SO HARD INTO THE GROuND. THAT IT SPLINTERS. THE GROuND. NOT THE KNEES. I AM NOT GOING TO LAIM AND PARALYZE MY CHARACTER THIS SOON. HE SAYS. WITH HIS WHOLE GODDAMN CHEST. " █████ █████ ███████████ ██████████ ███████████ ░░███ ░░███ ░█░░░███░░░█░░███░░░░░█░░███░░░░░███ ░███ ░███ ░ ░███ ░ ░███ █ ░ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░██████ ░██████████ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███░░█ ░███░░░░░███ ░███ █ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░ █ ░███ ░███ ███████████ █████ █████ ██████████ █████ █████ ░░░░░░░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ █████████ █████ █████ █████ █████ ███░░░░░███ ░░███ ░░███ ░░███ ░░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░░███ ███ ░███████████ ░███ ░███ ░░█████ ░███░░░░░███ ░███ ░███ ░░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ █ ░███ █ ░███ █████ █████ ███████████ ███████████ █████ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░░░ ░░░░░ ███████████ █████ █████ █████████ ░░███░░░░░░█░░███ ░░███ ███░░░░░███ ░███ █ ░ ░███ ░███ ███ ░░░ ░███████ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███░░░█ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░ ░███ ░███ ░░███ ███ █████ ░░████████ ░░█████████ ░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░ █████ ████ █████ ██████ █████ █████████ ░░███ ███░ ░░███ ░░██████ ░░███ ███░░░░░███ ░███ ███ ░███ ░███░███ ░███ ███ ░░░ ░███████ ░███ ░███░░███░███ ░███ ░███░░███ ░███ ░███ ░░██████ ░███ █████ ░███ ░░███ ░███ ░███ ░░█████ ░░███ ░░███ █████ ░░████ █████ █████ ░░█████ ░░█████████ ░░░░░ ░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░ ██████ ██████ ██████████ ░░██████ ██████ ░░███░░░░░█ ░███░█████░███ ░███ █ ░ ░███░░███ ░███ ░██████ ░███ ░░░ ░███ ░███░░█ ░███ ░███ ░███ ░ █ █████ █████ ██████████ ░░░░░ ░░░░░ ░░░░░░░░░░ " WHICH IS JuST. LITERALLY FuCKING ME. IN A VIOLENTLY LOuD CONQuEROR ACCENT. BECAuSE IT IS HIM. HE IS HIM. HE IS THAT GuY.
THE TIME PARADOX HAS BEEN SOLVED, THANK YOU TO THOSE SOULS DISPLACED. WE HOPE YOU MADE IT HOME SAFE. #OUTGLUTMASQUERADE.
all of you b1tchbeasts and nooksuckers W1SH you had my ass on tap #th1rstpost1ng #suggest1ve ((art by sarcasmprod1gy!
#WORKPLACE #TEAMBUILDING #GIRLSNIGHT WAS A MOVIE. BANNED IN MULTIPLE TERRITORIES. @woeGothic @terribleFate
:o) For those of you devastatingly worried after the health, life and times of one miss @handMaid, I can assure you that we are all having the time of our lives! :o) Look, I've even brought friends to come join the fun with us. does this help? are you hungry motherfuckers satisfied? i know i'm not. not yet. I'M NOT DONE WITH MY GAMES YET! MY APPETITE YAWNS WITH ENDLESS, CEASELESS DISHARMONY! :o) ...*Ahem.* Which is why we are having a tea party. :o) I brought cakes.
>([w#en i see dat butt] #ttps://cdn.imgc#est.com/files/38b094f01eac.png]
-=[if this post gets 50 likes he has to wear a maid dress and kitty ears_☺]=-
Read Carefully, Vindication is sweet. But first, where recognition is due, I must honor the fact that indeed you were every bit as aggressive and unyielding as your public posturing promised. You came with a devastating breathless heat of your own, grinding against my blade with a force that demanded all that I had to give. You tested my footing, you had me at the disadvantage once or twice, as it must happen though, when two demanding forces collide, one must ultimately find himself pinned. For all that talk of oiled and thorough entry, you were quite breathless in the time it took me to disarm that bravado once engaged in the flesh. With witnesses and at the agreed upon time, you folded under my weight. The friction was indeed rigorous, but the focus of my assault was all too consuming for your stamina. It was exquisite, watching you melt into a breathless slick of submission. The sweat of our shared exertion pooled between us on the floor, mixing with the heavy and sharp aftermath as you buckled, immaculate uniform painted in your hue. A glistening testament to the exhaustive performance. You took the entirety of my blade, stomached it fully, but in the end you found yourself spent and undone beneath my gaze. Our differences, in this matter, have been firmly put to rest. Wash away the grime of your labor and rest well. And, please, think long and hard about whether or not you will ask after a rematch. Signed, Captain Lavell Mirith Threshecutioner Reserve Field Operations
Oh man this brings me back. I haven't read a good Sasuke/Reader fic in years.
thank you
ouch. 8th seed, scored 18 to beat aranea. meenahs just putting the hurt on the serket name in the #cronusbabeoff. next one, this should be interesting. a lovw seed upset wversus a site obsession. vwewve got jane crocker up against aradia megido! nowv, if you could believwe it, there aint a vwhole lotta creator fandom art wvith just these tvwo together, so youre gonna hawve to accept the real #nsfvw one i found. ignore the other broad, just pretend jane got to keep her after that last wvictory. <3 or <> for aradia <3< or c3< for jane
hey what’s up guys here like i literally am am making my first like post on apparently the honestly fucking canserous like website, like looks like like u like fuckers will honestly finally literally get the honestly premium content u deserve. make sure literally to hit that bell and follow for like more.
hnn. #cronusbabeoff. i notice no one posted the rumble patch pics. im disappointed in you all. still, a vwins a wvin. damara mowves on, rankmaid gets to go back hiwve. she just vwants to wvatch anywvays, lets be real. up next... a battle of the milvwes! mom lalonde, roxanne, beta roxy, the hot mom vwho also makes you kind of sad, vwersus... the gardener! shes lil maryam but not so lil anymore. <3 or <> for the gardener <3< or c3< for mom lalonde
next up in the #cronusbabeoff bracket! vwe hawve captain mindfang herself, swvashbuckling babe and all around badass, against roxy lalonde, the bottle blonde vwith brains, usually. these tvwo are closely matched, assuming my ancestor scale is accurate, anyvways. lets let it rip, wvhos hotter and vwhos notter? <3 or <> for mindfang <3< or c3< for roxy
first match of round one, and unfortunately, this is one i think is gonna be quick and easy. just like our top seed, jade harley! shes going up against the bottom seed, calliope. lets see wvhat chittr thinks of these twvo. <3 or <> for calliope <3< or c3< for jade #cronusbabeoff #suggestivwe
YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAST BITCH. WHO FAILED TO MEET HER #WORKPOSTING QUOTA. @TERRIBLEFATE
Quite the sight to vwatch the moons crest the horizon on a wvarm evwening. I lovwe the smell of hardvworking men in the morning. [[Edit by @handMaid]]
『ADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique 』 『 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: DUBCON PALE, CRINGE CULTURE, META FICTION, SELF INSERT, PLATONIC PALING, GAMING ADJACENT, AUTHORIAL INSERT, SPECIES BENDING, SECOND PERSON PERSPECTIVE, YCH, Y/C, UNREALITY, TOUCHING, SPORADIC PALE RUBBING, PALE AFFECTION, POLYQUANDARY (CONSENTED), GYGAAX X EVERYONE, YES THAT EVEN MEANS Y/C』 GYGAAX x KRYQUS // PALESHIPPING // FRIENDFICTION // CAVERNS 'N CULLBEASTS CAMPAIGN // SFW // MOIRAIL MULTICLASS // BOUND BY THE BOUND BOOK // @naughtyTechnician // @zebraDad ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < AUTHOR'S NOTE...mmffmm. Sorry for the delay this chapter!!! One of my moirails of four sweeps got caught up in a particularly nasty encounter with a Cullbeast of Unreasonable Hit Dice! Oh noooo!!! Somebody's gonna be out of combat fer more than one short rest!!! But...onto the fic!!! ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < The Caverns 'n Cullbeasts session shoulda wrapped hours ago...what in tarnation were the lot of 'em still doin' here...? These two ain't had grounds t'yammer 'n yap beyond stats 'n th'doling out 'o treasures accumulated...'n that took place hours ago!!! It took only a scant few moments more fer it t'really click with KRYQUS what this was even about...'n the thought still got dismissed with chudly indifference. Sensation overrode sensibility somethin' sorely suggestive...somethin' deeper...somethin'... ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Pale. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < KRYQUS's trembling hands passed over the character sheet in metered measures...examining for errors, miscalculations, even just a rounding error in carry weight that could set his party back some...He was always like this. Thinkin' 'o others in tiny, invisible ways that made 'm irresistible to anyone with eyes 'n the time t'use 'em. Y/C can't help but buckle back a little as KRYQUS suddenly seizes Y/C's pencil 'n tugs it forward tighter than a nat twenty on an athletics check that he'd piledrive into th'enemy's inferior armor class...the clamp continued, as he started to...sink to ganderglobe level. The EMINENT INDIGOD OF INDIGOCELS who once towered like a one troll rovin' rules lawyer on hoofback now ain't no more than a troll, his imposing sourcebooks gone from a monument to a frame. ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < my character died ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < damn ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < toooo bad the same cannoot be said of climate change or casteism or peoople who talk shit and doont get hit ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < oor any oof the woorlds oother many wooes ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < but i can oonly doo ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < soo much ✧( Ꮚ─_ ─Ꮚ) < as a fat fuckin chud of hooned discipline ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < eventually ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < woorlds gootta save itself ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < oor perish unwoorthy ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < KRYQUS becomes a livin' study in humility. His words underpin the lessons endowed to him by ZEBRADAD. A lodestar. A northern light. The honing beacon 'o morality and th'straight 'n narrow. But his actions. His nonchalance. His utter unquestionably sheer un-fuck-withable energy...this becomes the mantle 'o kingly might he assumes at all times. This becomes th'monarchic tradition passed down from KRYQUS to KRYQUS every few hundred sweeps, so long as he's still around. ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> JUST LIKE Y/C wouldn't all that mind bein'!!!!! EH? EH? EH? #FOREVERANDEVER #BUTACTUALLY #YCxKRYQUS #YOU+GOT+ZEBRADADS+BLESSING (ᗜᏊಠꈊಠᏊ)¤=[]:::::> Y/C felt inclined t'dispense comfort. There was a possessiveness t'the way Y/C saw KRYQUS cradle the character sheet in his palms. His broad shoulders cinched up like he dreaded th'thought of loosenin' a grip on this concept fer even a moment...but he put on a brave face just fer you. It wouldn't be right t'just let his happiness slip away. And read between the lines a daggum minute, world's gotta save itself or perish unworthy? That's QUITTER TALK! GLOBAL QUITTER TALK! DOOMSDAY QUITTER TALK! Kryqus feels THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD on his bulky sturdy rock steady shoulders right now! ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Just as Y/C up 'n worked th'courage t'confront his hands, improperly conspirin' t'mount a charge across yer thigh...Kryqus scoffs in indignation. He sees through yer transparent advances...and retreats strategically. All prompt-like. ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < tsk ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < doont attempt to knoow me ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < im way toooo cooool foor yoou ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < and even if i didnt mean that ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < yoou proobably shoouldnt @ me irl ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Uh oh! That got outta hand way fast...maybe it's time t'call fer... ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> REINFORCEMENTS!!!!!!! ᴗ(ᴗᏊ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> My -- I mean Gygaax's hands start t'alternate between (#polyquandary anyone???) petting the tops 'o both 'o yer heads...!!! Soft. Rhythmic little circles. My --- Gygaax's cartilage nubs unfurl from the tightly white knuckled meat mallet into a far more approachable set 'o chitinous diggers with a piercingly pale quality...!!! Both Y/C and KRYQUS are treated t'the soft enmeshed interplay 'o palmin' play 'n no strings attached emotional intervention...c-consensually! We can stop at any time. Y/C j...just could use this! A-as could KRYQUS. To uh. CAVERNS 'N CULLBEASTS t'gether... ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < "...Now, KRYQUS," Gygaax began, "Ewe can't be so harsh on Y/C...they've been through a lot. For our sake. For the CAMPAIGN. If anything were to happen to them...it would be on us to see to it they're protected and retrieved. Same as any PARTY MEMBER. Gentler hands should stir these waters. A SHEPHURT should tend 'n mend to its flock." If the two hands mussyin' up Y/C's body in tandem with KRYQUS wasn't BAaaaaaaAAAAAAd enough...a rovin' set of author-emblazoned fingertips were caressin' th'top of yer horns now. Pickin' out stray imaginary somethin somethins. Stalling. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Suddenly, the rush of hot breath excites the air...populates it with the powerful gale phrasings of KRYQUS... ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < gygaax ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < what the actual fuck ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < are yoou trying to say i proovide subpar care to Y/C ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i literally carried this campaign ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < coomplaintlessly ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < Y/C with it ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i resent the fuck oout of that implication ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i coould easily be gentler with this ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < weaving lazy river ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < if i wanted to ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < GYGAAX laughed. "Ewe could stand to be, KRYQUS. Yes. Just LOOK at Y/C. How can ewe say even a single solitary mean thing about that there cutie patootie?!" Tuggin' yer face into an awaitin' set 'o authorial brasserie, th'royal menagerie incidentally pits ya right in line with a EMINENT INDIGOD OF INDIGOCELS'S dice bag as th'aforementioned storms back onto his feet, now a monolith again. KRYQUS approaches our hug slowly. But not neverly. His arms hover over you. The river is still. Th'air itself thickens and compresses about yer skull, 'n horns, hardly blanketed by th'hoofbeast-scented torso cheekily just behind yonder... ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < what fucking ever ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < here yoou go lil guy ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < lap it up ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < <> ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < GYGAAX's hands tug around ya like a vanguard against harm. KRYQUS goes back t'bein his usual self...a monument of offended pride...he hugs you. And. Uh oh!!! Y/C feels a scraping sensation...nails possessively curled about one side 'o yer head, just at the barest nuggatory base of the horns (so embarassin'n!!!) and tracin' back towards th'scalp...no matter where ya look...t'KRYQUS or t'GYGAAX...both are complicit!!! A boilin' sort 'o affection wellin' up with intent t'pale, RIGHT ON TOP OF Y/C!!!!! (P1/P??) #SWATTPAD #Vacillation #PaleMoirail #TheWholeParty #FullCampaign #NotEnoughInventorySpace #SFW #YouAreOverencumbered!!! #XReader #FriendFiction #CnC #CavernsAndCullbeasts #KRYQUS #ImpliedAU #GYGAAXxKRYQUS #PALEMULTICLASS #AdventerrorsFieldGuide #CrossPosting #ScrawlThoughts #Drabbles #DubconPale #Polyquandary #TeamChud #GygaaxXEveryone #Palewhoring
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Continuing the history of Uesugi Karkat from his courtesan era: The life of a courtesan had educated the Akatsuki in language, poetry, refinement, and performance before a small audience. The next chapter of his life would prepare him to perform in front of a large one. Chosen for youth, beauty, and the type of androgynous features that can be easily slanted towards femininity with a little cosmetic prestidigitation, the life of an ONNAGATA — a Grubuki actor who plays predominantly feminine roles — afforded the troll who would become Uesugi Karkat tremendous fame, recognition, and inordinate wealth for a commoner of foreign hatching. As a former Boiran, the Onnagata had already learned how to wear the feminine grace of a courtesan like a costume in the theater of the Trollshiwara red light district. It was for this reason that he was scouted to play one of the most prestigious roles in any Grubuki play — the leading female role of Aggaei Makkie in the play "The Florastalk of Troll Edo" — for which the character, a commanding, fiercely loyal, and deeply passionate high-ranking courtesan, spurns a wealthy, but abusive highblood customer to protect her quadmate in one of the most famous monologues of scathing, acerbic, pitch-black venom ever recited in Grubuki theatre — the AKKUTTAI. It was for channeling this performance with such peerless vitriol that Uesugi Karkat became one of the most famous Onnagatas of the Troll Edo period. Naturally, the life of a Grubuki actor means constant pressure. Rehearsal, training, perfection of one's craft. Many onnagata of the time preferred to live their craft vicariously at all times, adopting a female persona through which to hone their "method" in everyday life. This was not the case for Uesugi Karkat, who shed his many-colored persona when off the stage to don nondescript gray robes whenever possible. Yet the constant pressure of life in a Grubuki theatre troupe and his ability to navigate it with grace made him both a leader among his fellow actors and something of a popular figure with the stagehands who he commiserated with in the wings. It was from these stagehands, many of whom were well-versed in the art of securing props with ropes, fastening theatrical rigging, and tying elaborate, functional knots, that the famed Onnagata would learn one final skill from the world of the theatre — one that would lead to his secret life as the NAWASHII. More of Uesugi Karkat's history to come in the following chitts. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/ee6014bb70e8.png #uesugikarkat
Your name is MEENAH PEIXES and god damn do you fucking RULE. Most trolls already know WHO YOU ARE, but for the sake of the STUPID and LAME, you will INTRODUCE YOURSELF. Whenever you GET AROUND TO IT, at least. You are the THIEF OF LIFE, something that came very handy when you decided to KRILL ALL YOUR TEAMMATES in your own session. But that was an INFINITE SWEEPS ago, it's old news, and you've CHILLED OUT considerably since being revived and living on Earth C, at least compared to how you were before, but you still have a penchant for outbursts of EXTREME VIOLENCE. Your style of URBAN STREETWEAR despite your royal upbringing pairs perfectly with your RUTHLESSNESS and how unbelievably fucking AWESOME you are. You're the BADDEST BITCH this side of the universe, and everyone knows it. You like FORKING BEACHES with your TRIDENT, and making codpious amounts of FISH PUNS. You also have a thing for RAPPING and are really quite good at it, frequently having rap battles with CLOWNS and humans named DAVE when you aren't AMASSING HOARDS OF TREASURE AND CASH. You just realized that you accidentally did INTRODUCE YOURSELF whilst going on about HOW COOL YOU ARE and will stop now. —————————— #suggestive 🎨: @itsjustfamin on Twitter https://file.garden/af4YHN5k7hvjshDs/Screenshot_20260527-071249.png
i THINK THIS IS PROBABLY, tHE MOST MATURE TAKE, aND i WILL ACCEPT THIS,
#jakedirk kudos!
An unnamed individual, unrelated to any #masquerade event taking place. Part trois. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/69c71ccb275b.png
Your name is HILDAH THUBAN. God DAMN do you love your job. Even amongst your ELITELY mirthful peers, you are a CHAMPION of SUBJUGGLATION and a DECORATED RINGMASTER of your own tent in the Dark Carnival. You are the CHOSEN HEROINE of the mythical dragon RESHIRAM, and with the blazing blue flare of TRUTH behind your ROTATING BIZARSENAL, there is nothing that any SCUMSUCKING IDEALIST GUTTERBLOOD can do to stop you. From your spiraling tower, you help to maintain the peace of your assigned colony, POMON. Unless you're in the mood to disturb it, which is as OCCASIONAL as it is your MOTHERFUCKING BIRTHRIGHT. You like to engage in the cultural zeitgeist that dominates your planet's professional, recreational, and economical spheres, FIDUSPAWN; you are as formidable of a beast on the MAKE-BELIEVE BATTLEFIELD as you are on the REAL ONE. The WARRIOR'S BURDEN also follows you home when you aren't at work or at play, forcing you into nightly WRANGLING SESSIONS between YOURSELF, your FIERY, OVERBOARING MOTHER, and your CO-GLADIATOR. This often results in you walking away SOOT-FACED and SINGED TO SHIT, though your unruly mane grows back unrealistically fast. You enjoy yourself a good CONCERT, catching the early-morning GAME on the PROPAGANDA BOX, and long STALKS on UNDELLA BEACH. You're told you have a TOOTHY smile, even when you manage to keep your mouth shut. :oX Your trolltag is achromaticCrusade [AC] and you type with the GUTTUЯRAL GЯROWL of a woman who WANTS FOЯR _OTHING. STOP ASKI_G. (( Lore overview to be added in replies! )) https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/cd140be0a19c.jpg
