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**Classified** A position has become available. I am seeking an individual with a talent for tracking. Not the superficial sort, anyone can follow footprints in soft ground, but a more refined capability. The ability to locate what does not wish to be found. To follow movements that were never meant to leave a trail. Discretion is expected. Competence is required. You will be asked to operate across considerable distances. Travel beyond your immediate environment will be necessary. If you are unfamiliar with such conditions, you will adapt. Quickly. The work is precise. The expectations are clear. The outcome, as ever, is non-negotiable. Compensation will be appropriate to the task. If you believe yourself suitable, you may inquire within. I will know.
I AIN'T CAT CALLIN'. I'M COMPLIMENTIN'. I AIN'T REDUCIN' YOU TO AN OBJECT. I'M ADMIRIN' YER BEAUTY BEFERE ME BECAUSE I AIN'T EVER SEEN SO MANY RIDONCULOUS BABES ABOUT. ALSO, LOTS A NICE RACKS. #NSFW
Oh stubborn Chittrites. There is nothing to say to those who are not open to change. When will you learn that I have always been here? We are all hosts to something. I just happen to be an excellent one. I will once again depart for the day. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/c932ff1d25c8.png
if i had titties i'd hold onto them a lot. #nsfw
https://i.imgur.com/w7HQZCg.png What.
The number of immediate reactions to that post left the notification limit, and I cannot see all of the apparent volunteers. Stunning.
So, half of this website is clearly insane. Let's see. Quad react this post if you'd be willing to let me beat you over the head with a blunt weapon tonight. (( #gore ))
I suddenly need a really, really tall scotch.

"behind closet doors" rankmaid-sensei (tags: Crowbar/Diamonds Droog, hidden sex, #nsfw, #violence, pitchfling, pitchfic, dont get caught, thats what youre for diamonds, top vs top, m/m, archive rating: E) summary: droog and seven mysteriously go missing during a party multiple anonymous requesters droogs lips travelled up crowbars neck feverishly, their bodies crushed tightly to one another in the small manor closet he huffed out a trembling groan between soft inhales, memorizing allspice and sandalwood clinging to number 7s fuzz "i dont have much time," droog mumbled quickly, hands working at the bright green belt that kept crowbar away from him "you never needed that much time before," crowbar groaned with a frustrating laugh, earning a rough shove from droog that sent the felt member slamming into the wall their lips crashed together in a hasty dance, crowbar letting out a small hiss of approval from his gills towards the sound of rustling fabric and the feeling of droogs hands reaching down between their middles "are you even listening to me? i know you have difficulty understanding directions, so ill say it slow: *turn around,*" droog said impatiently, pulling back a bridge of sticky saliva still connected to the thickness of sevens pale tongue as the kiss broke "fuck you mean turn around? *you* turn your ass around," seven shoved back, causing droogs body to freeze and his gaze to tear upwards "what did you just say?" the sounds in the closet turned from hushed moans to rabid barks, fragile items stored away with them shattering on the ground and being knocked over a few punches later, droog was on the ground with his body forced downwards a cheek pressed hard into the well-polished marble by a bright green hand on the back of his head, droogs knees holding his lower half up to meet perfectly with crowbars hips he felt a clothed grind and just near bit his own tongue off droog needed a cigarette "stopped fighting so soon, must wanna take it tonight," seven muttered smugly, bright red staining his mouth as his other hand drew droogs hips tighter to his front "go fuck yourself," droog snarled back, vision flashing white as he received a sharp crack to the back of the head "thats what youre for, diamonds" droog really needed a fucking cigarette ◆7◆ clovers adorable little body skidded to a stop hed been sent out to find just where seven scurried off to! the boss wanted everyone at the party to be on their best behaviors, and skulking around was certainly not best behavior "seven! are you in there? youre needed back at the party pronto!" clover called out curiously, knocking on the door a shaking voice called out from the other side "yeah, yeah i-im... fucking... c-cu–... coming." 7◆7 notes: kyaaa the party was so fun! im so glad i was able to go and i hope another is hosted soon! chitfic unrelated
Now listening on Spotify: True Confession by Mal Hallett and his Orchestra. A curious arrangement, is it not? Lush strings, lingering harmonies, a tempo that carries more than just rhythm. There is intention here, subtle yet deliberate. I find the cadence… agreeable. Perhaps you will, too. Perhaps you will hear in it something you did not expect, or something you recognized immediately. Music, after all, is a language of its own. One that requires no questions, and yet offers answers if one is inclined to listen. Consider this a gentle suggestion for your auditory palette. I trust it will serve as suitable accompaniment to your various endeavors. https://youtu.be/0MptoCt_YFg?si=BaAUj152UviJF-eq
IS SHE OKAY? IF THERES HOOKS INVOLVED SHE COULD BE HURT AND IF SHES HURT WERE ALL SCREWED... EXCEPT MAYBE CLOVER CLOVER WOULD BE OKAY
#teatime Could be worse. Probably will be, but at least I've gotten alcohol out of it.
Snowman, it is always an absolute delight to see you are well. Perchance you and I could discuss future plans for this social media site soon. There is much to discuss, and the character limit imposed upon me in these comments will certainly not be enough.
Ah. It would appear I have been… *granted access* to this quaint little platform you insist on calling “Chittr.” How novel. You see, I find it endlessly fascinating—this compulsive need your species has to compress its thoughts into neat, digestible fragments. As if brevity might somehow make them more… *true.* I assure you, it does not. Still, I suppose introductions are expected. You may refer to me as Doc Scratch. Titles beyond that would only complicate matters, and I would hate to burden you with details you are not yet prepared to understand. Suffice it to say, I am intimately familiar with each of you. Your posts, your choices, your… predictable little spirals of cause and effect. All of it has already been accounted for. Yes, even this. Especially this. Please, do continue as you were. I would not dream of interrupting the trajectory you are so diligently fulfilling. I am merely here to observe. …and, on occasion, to ensure that things proceed exactly as they must.














