
YOUR GENEROUS CRITIC
@captiousGestures
HOBBYIST WRITER. SUPPORTER OF THE ARTS. HE/HIM.

0k i sh0uldn't be enc0uraging this but... m0irail/empl0yer/culler is a pretty inspired c0mb0. the p0wer imbalance kink p0tential is unmatched.
DUE TO CIRCUMSTANCES THAT WERE ENTIRELY WITHIN MY OWN CONTROL, AS DAMNING AS THAT ADMISSION IS, I AM SPENDING AN INDETERMINATE AMOUNT OF TIME ON BEFORUS. IN AN ACT OF #CULTURALINSENSITIVITY AND #ALTERNIANPRIVILEGE, I WILL BE GROSSLY FETISHIZING THE #CULLERXCULLEE DYNAMIC. IF YOU, READING THIS, ARE A SICK FUCK WHO WOULD LIKE TO BE FEATURED IN TASTELESS RPF, AND ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE A PREFERENCE FOR ONE ROLE OVER THE OTHER, I AM ONCE AGAIN TAKING VOLUNTEERS. IN THE ABSENCE OF ANY WILLING PARTICIPANTS, IT WILL JUST BE ABOUT @twinArmaggetfucked AGAIN.

happy wriggling day t0 all the karkats 0ut there. and since i'm feeling uncharacteristically nice, i w0n't even menti0n h0w acc0rding t0 the earth and earth c calendars, y0ur wriggling day makes y0u a gemini. because, i mean, i get it. if i were y0u, i t00 w0uld d0 everything i c0uld t0 be m0re like s0llux. #getz0diacm0ggedidi0t

If You Don't Want Me At My Front Bottoms, You'll Never Have Me At My Troll Mitski.
LONG TIME NO SEE. THIS IS A SPECIAL REQUEST FROM @handMaid FEATURING @twinArmaggetfucked SPECIFICALLY. I NEED YOU ALL TO BE ADULTS HERE, AND MIND THE TAGS. THEY'RE AT THE TOP FOR A REASON. AS THE OLD ADDAGE GOES, "DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ." EXCEPT YOU, SOLLUX. YOU DO ACTUALLY HAVE TO READ THIS ONE REGARDLESS. #NSFW #NSFWE #RPF #SOLLUXCRONUS #TOPSOLLUX #BOTTOMCRONUS #STALKING #CHOKING #DUBCON #BLOOD #VIOLENCE #NOTSAFEORSANE #UNMENTIONEDQUADS #CASTEGAP #CLOTHEDPAILING #GILLSOUTSEASON #GILLPLAYSEASON #GILLFUCKING THE SOUND OF WAVES CRASHING, THE UNSTEADY GAIT AS SAND SHIFTS UNDER HIS STRUTPODS. HE'S FOUND THE RIGHT PLACE. THE OCEAN MIST FEELS NICE AND COOL EVEN IF HE KNOWS IT'S NOT REAL. IT'S JUST A PIECE OF SOME TROLL'S MEMORY OF A PLACE LONG GONE, BUT THE BUBBLES HAVE A WAY OF CONVINCING PEOPLE TO FORGET ABOUT SMALL DETAILS LIKE THAT AFTER A WHILE. LULLING THEM INTO THE COMFORT OF THE FAMILIAR AND WHISPERING SWEETLY INTO THEIR PAN THAT IT'S OKAY NOT TO THINK TOO HARD. THAT THIS IS A PERFECT AFTERLIFE WHERE THEY CAN DO EVERYTHING THEY EVER WANTED TO AND NEVER GOT TO IN THEIR LIFE. BUT SOLLUX ISN'T A RESIDENT. HE'S NOT DEAD, NOT FULLY. SOLLUX IS A, WELL, NOT A SIGHTSEER. HE LOST THAT ABILITY SWEEPS AGO. HE'S A SOMEWHAT RELUCTANT TOURIST. MORE OF A WANDERER THAN ANYTHING. LIKE A REVERSE GHOST. A HALF-LIVING SOUL DRIFTING AIMLESSLY THROUGH A LAND OF THE DEAD. HE PITIES THEM A LITTLE, BUT HE ENVIES THEM MORE. THE BLISS OF IGNORANCE WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING THAT ESCAPED HIM. NOT THAT HE DIDN'T TRY TO CHASE IT SOMETIMES. HE'S GOTTEN BETTER OVER THE SWEEPS AT TURNING HIS PAN OFF. THE BUBBLES ARE A GOOD PLACE FOR THAT. THERE'S LAUGHTER FURTHER DOWN THE WAY HE'S HEADED. HEARTY, LOUD, BUT DRIPPING WITH INSINCERITY. YEAH. HE'S FOUND THE RIGHT PLACE. "DEDICATION" IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. "DEDICATED" DOESN'T BEGIN TO COVER THE AMOUNT OF EFFORT THAT IT TAKES TO TRACK DOWN ONE SPECIFIC SKEEZE THROUGH A PLACE AS MALLEABLE AND TRANSIENT AS THIS– ESPECIALLY WITHOUT THE BENEFIT OF FUNCTIONAL GANDERBULBS OR ANY PRONG-HOLDING. IT'S FAR BEYOND THE LEVEL OF EFFORT THAT A SCUMBAG LIKE CRONUS AMPORA DESERVES. OVER THE SOUND OF THE OCEAN, SOLLUX CATCHES BITS AND PIECES OF THE INCREDIBLY ONE-SIDED CONVERSATION HAPPENING JUST AHEAD. IF HE DIDN'T KNOW ANY BETTER, HE MIGHT ASSUME THE GUY WAS ACTUALLY JUST TALKING TO HIMSELF, BUT HE DOES KNOW BETTER. THE STATEMENT "NO ONE WANTS TO BE ALONE WITH CRONUS AMPORA" DOES, IN FACT, INCLUDE CRONUS AMPORA. IT DOES NOT, HOWEVER, INCLUDE SOLLUX CAPTOR. NOT THIS TIME. NOT THIS SOLLUX. CRONUS DOESN'T HEAR HIS APPROACH. WHEN SOLLUX'S PRONGS MAKE CONTACT WITH HIS SCUTELLUM, HE SWEARS AND FLINCHES HARD ENOUGH TO LOSE HIS BALANCE. "vwoah, hey. hands off the goods, buddy." "oh, wow! look at my wrist. i gotta go." "vwait. i vwasn't–" APPARENTLY, WHICHEVER HUMAN THAT WAS (SOLLUX COULD NOT CARE LESS) MAKES A HASTY ENOUGH RETREAT THAT EVEN A GUY AS PERSISTENT AS CRONUS REALIZES THERE'S NO POINT TO FINISHING THAT SENTENCE. IMPRESSIVE. WELL, NOW THAT IT'S JUST THE TWO OF THEM… SOLLUX SWEEPS HIS LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HIM. CRONUS HITS THE SAND, AND ALL THE WORDS HE WAS ABOUT TO SAY WERE KNOCKED FROM HIS BELLOWSACS ALONG WITH HIS BREATH. SOLLUX DROPS HIS MEAGER WEIGHT DOWN, STRADDLING HIS THORAX. HIS PRONGS FIND CRONUS' CHUG COLUMN AND PUSH BETWEEN HIS GILLS. "hey heyheyhey nowv. thats sssensitivwe–" HE SUCKS IN A BREATH THROUGH HIS TEETH AND DIGS HIS PRONGS INTO SOLLUX'S SLENDER THIGHS. "vwhats the big idea, huh? pouncing on a guy like that. givwe me some vwarning, vwill ya?" "n0. i d0n't think i will. als0, shut the fuck up." HIS STUBS PRESS FIRMLY INTO CRONUS' COLUMN, CUTTING OFF THE BREATH THAT THE GHOST DOESN'T NECESSARILY NEED, BUT THAT UNTOLD SWEEPS OF "LIVING" NORMALLY HAVE TRICKED HIM INTO TRYING TO DRAW IN ANYWAY. THE SOUND OF HIM GASPING UNDERNEATH IS A HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN THE USUAL BILGEWATER HE LIKES TO SPEW. SOLLUX FEELS HIS GILLS FLUTTER AGAINST HIS PRONGS. "g00d." HE REACHES FOR HIS ZIPPER AND FEELS CRONUS' GRIP ON HIS THIGHS TIGHTEN. HE DOESN'T SPEAK UP OR SQUIRM AWAY. SOLLUX FIGURED HE WOULDN'T. HE RUNS A STUB OVER HIS SLIT, COAXING OUT HIS BULGES. "twvo? i mean. yeah i knowv tuna made some jokes about it, but i thought he vwas just–" SOLLUX SHOVES HIS GOLD-SLICKED STUB PAST CRONUS' TEETH. "what happened t0 shutting the fuck up?" CRONUS' TEETH PRESS INDENTS INTO SOLLUX'S CHITIN, BUT HE DOESN'T CLAMP DOWN. INSTEAD, HIS TASTE SPONGE SLIDES OVER SOLLUX'S STUB, LAPPING UP THE MATERIAL HE WAS OFFERED WITH A QUIET HUFF THAT BORDERS ON A GROAN. SOLLUX HOOKS HIS STUB BEHIND THOSE SHARP TEETH AND PULLS, FORCING CRONUS' NUG TO ANGLE UP. HE GETS AN INDIGNANT NOISE FOR IT, BUT STILL NO BITING. IT'S A WONDER HE DOESN'T GET PUSHED AROUND LIKE THIS MORE OFTEN. FOR AS INSUFFERABLE AS HE IS, HE'S BEHAVING HIMSELF AWFULLY WELL. SOLLUX SCOOTS FORWARD A FEW MORE INCHES. HIS BULGES, ABOUT HALF UNSHEATHED NOW, SLIDE OVER CRONUS' COLUMN UNTIL THEY FIND THEIR WAY BETWEEN HIS GILLS. HE LETS OUT A MUFFLED EXCLAMATION AROUND SOLLUX'S STUB. "n0. y0u're n0t getting any m0re w0rds in, idi0t. just stay still. this 'dead fish' thing sh0uld c0me easy t0 y0u. c0nsidering that's literally what y0u are." CRONUS SEEMS TO TAKE EXCEPTION TO THAT, BUT ANY WORDS HE TRIES TO GET OUT TO REFUTE IT COME OUT AS A DISPARATE COLLECTION OF MUFFLED SYLLABLES. SOLLUX IGNORES HIM. THE FEELING OF GILLS FLUTTERING AGAINST HIS BULGES ISN'T EXCEPTIONAL ON IT'S OWN. IT'S MORE ABOUT THE POWER TRIP THAN ANYTHING. STILL, HE CONTINUES TO ROCK DOWN, TWIN BULGES TANGLING WITH EACH OTHER AND COATING CRONUS' COLUMN IN SLICK. AS HE STARTS TO GET LOST IN THE FEELING, HIS BULGES GET MORE ADVENTUROUS, FEELING CRONUS' GILLS OUT MORE, TIPS PUSHING IN JUST A BIT. THE GILLS FLARE UP IN PANIC, AND CRONUS JERKS UNDER HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE THIS STARTED. SOLLUX PAYS HIM NO MIND. THE HALF-DEAD GOLD WEIGHS ABOUT AS MUCH AS A SACK OF GRUBMEAL AND ISN'T EVEN USING ANY PSIONICS. IF CRONUS REALLY WANTED TO THROW HIM OFF, HE'D HAVE NO TROUBLE DOING SO. BUT FOR SOME INEXPLICABLE REASON, HE'S LETTING IT ALL HAPPEN. HELL, WITH THE WAY HE STARTS SQUIRMING EVEN MORE, HE'S PROBABLY EVEN GETTING OFF TO IT. WHATEVER. IF HE'S GOING TO GO AHEAD AND SOIL HIS JEANS WITH VIOLET MATERIAL, IT'S NO CONCERN OF SOLLUX'S. SOLLUX HUFFS QUIETLY, NOT GIVING CRONUS ANYTHING SO SATISFYING AS A MOAN, AND CONTINUES RUTTING DOWN AGAINST HIS COLUMN. HIS PACE PICKS UP, HIS BULGES LEAK MORE PREMAT, AND WHEN HE'S TOO GONE TO HOLD HIMSELF BACK ANY MORE, HIS BULGES PUSH INTO THOSE THIN SLITS DECORATING CRONUS' COLUMN. CRONUS BITES DOWN HARD ON SOLLUX'S STUB, AND GOLD FLOODS HIS IGNORANCE FLAP AND HIS GILLS BOTH.

concept: "wwhat do you think you doin im tryin to showwer" eridan 1 slid close behind eridan 2, eridan 2s fins fluttering in humiliation as he flashed his teeth "just let me do this" eridan 1 muttered in annoyance, both of their bodies wet from the water running above them the eridan war had been tough on every eridan and without solace in others theyd begun seeking comfort in each other eridan 2 sighed out a guilty moan, leaning his head back as eridan 1s hands moved over his hips to press him close "and you dont mind if 4 5 6 and 7 are here too right" "wwhat" "yes we are here too" "weve been here the whole time" "keep goin im close" "i call chute" (tags: Eridan Ampora/Eridan Ampora/Eridan Ampora/Eridan Ampora/Eridan Ampora/Eridan Ampora, #eridanwar, #selfcest, #rankworks, dirty locker room, or barracks i guess, shower pailing, exhibitionism, unmentioned quads, amporaslop, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
A COUPLE OF NIGHTS AGO, I TOOK SOME POLLS TO SEE WHICH PAIRINGS WERE MOST BELOVED BY CHITTR, AND THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO VOTED. IN AN EFFORT TO #SUPPORTARTISTS AND FEED THE HUNGRY FUJOSHI AND FUDANSHI ON CHITTR, I HAVE COMMISSIONED ART OF THE WINNING PAIRINGS. HERE IS THE FIRST OF THESE COMMISSIONS. THANK YOU TO @oleanderSupernova FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL #YAOI. https://images.squidge.org/images/2026/04/13/Troll-sasunaru2.png
IN HINDSIGHT, I TOOK THE COWARD'S WAY OUT OF THE TIERMAKER TREND, BUT I WOULD STILL FIND IT VERY DIFFICULT TO USE THE PROVIDED FORMAT TO RANK THE CREATOR PANTHEON, SO I AM USING THIS FORMAT INSTEAD. https://images.squidge.org/images/2026/04/13/image_2026-04-13_115114010.png
HAPPY "BIRTH" DAY TO MY OFFICIAL CORPORATE SPONSOR @gutsyGumshoe. EVERYTHING I HAVE WRITTEN OR WILL COME TO WRITE ON THIS PAGE HAS THE FULL ENDORSEMENT OF CROCKERCORP, AND YOU CAN TAKE THAT AS FACT. THIS IS NOT A "SELL OUT" IT IS AN ALIGNMENT OF MUTUAL INTERESTS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT, AND HERE'S TO ANOTHER PROSPEROUS YEAR.
HAPPY WRIGGLING DAY. ETERNAL DIVINE EMPRESS @GUTSYGUMSHOE. MAY YOUR REIGN CONTINUE FOR A THOUSAND MORE SWEEPS.
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