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fuck and i didn't even have t0 pay rent 0n earth c s0 this isn't even a upgrade, it's just a lateral m0ve.
pr0s 0f living in a dead guy's hive: d0n't have t0 pay rent. c0ns 0f living in a dead guy's hive: neither 0f us can figure 0ut h0w t0 change the fucking wrigglerl0ck settings 0n this tv because g0d f0rbid a l0wbl00d try t0 listen t0 s0me real entertainment f0r a change instead 0f the "warmbl00d safe" sh0ws that bleep every third w0rd f0r unsafe language and cens0r all the bl00d and guts with, i'm t0ld, cutesy alternatives like rainb0w c0nfetti. #justbef0rusthings #bef0rusp0sting
i mean, d0 y0u have any idea h0w many kinds 0f aliens there are?
bitches are jeal0us 0f my new badge swag.
ALTHOUGH I AM A DECORATED EXPERT. IN ASPHYXIATING AND BEING ASPHYXIATED. IT HAS NEVER OCCURRED TO ME. TO TRAIN THE SKILLS. FOR NON-EROTIC REASONS. CLEARLY. WE HAVE MUCH TO LEARN FROM EACH OTHER.
#gore #verylight #fire [There are no cameras. No one will ever see. You, the reader, do not see this, not really. You, the Tavros, you see this. The wind blows gently around you as you look up at the journal factory. It lives in what was once a vast meadow and is surrounded by trees to block the view for the commercial sectors that have to exist too close to it. The false forest is still a touch scorched from the recent explosion a few months back. You lost some good friends in that explosion. And now? It will imminently burn down. Seventy eight trolls will die. That is what you were told. You called in the danger, but it wasn't taken seriously. All that there's left to do is to wait. You can't do anything until the fire's started. Or rather, you don't want to risk being the one at fault in the first place. The wind carries his voice. She wishes you true luck. The wind carries the birds above, circling the factory. They are your eyes. @godCat rests upon your shoulder. A friend. The squirrels, the mice, the deer, the animals that have managed to eke out a living in this place, they prepare. Your head is pounding. You're stretched thin. Even like this, not all are With you. The ones that aren't, you've convinced to stick around regardless. Silence. Maybe it was all just a bad joke. The wind kicks up around you. Silence. Just a jerk online saying things to get a reaction. Sillence. A songbird cries out. The wind pushes you forwards. The spark has been lit. It has been spotted through a window on the far side. You don't even think to smother it. The journal factory will burn down. Seventy eight trolls will die. Fate can only be denied so far. You run, faster than you ever remember running. You're not sure your feet are even hitting the asphalt. A small legion of woodland critters charges forth, descending upon the factory. You hit the front doors faster than should be possible. They're locked. Of course they are. You step back then raise your arm, palm facing the doors. Gcat disappearifies them and you rush in. Outside, you coordinate deer smashing windows, birds gathering nesting materials about the building, mice and squirrels finding any way in they can... Your head is pounding. The first thing you do is pull the nearest fire alarm you see. It hadn't even been going off yet. You hope that just that will be enough to get a good chunk of people out quicker. The animals pouring into the building make quick work in escorting (read: harassing and corraling) employees out of the building. For now, the stairs and hallways and doors are enough, but they're quickly growing crowded in the confusion. You practically fly up the stairs. Your eyes outside report smoke. A concerning amount. Running. Running. Running. Gcat teleports you past people headed down the stairs. A few floors up, you can finally smell the smoke. The staircase is growing crowded. The mice open windows and the birds manage to draw attention to the soft landing pads they've created outside. People are jumping, and screaming, and landing fine. The wind takes you further and further up, you can see the blaze before you- the wind stops. You stop. You nearly ran headfirst into a beam. You direct Gcat to remove it, and it's gone. Your animal friends haven't gotten this far up. You wouldn't ask them to brave the flames. You can hear shouts. People are stuck, trapped, afraid. You swallow hard. The wind behind you picks back up. You pull out an oogonibomb and crush it in your hand. The goop trails down your forearm and drips onto the ground below. A capybara-esque creature, but with far too many legs, scuttles out. It looks around the blazing room, looks back and you, and nods. You move on as it starts spraying water from its tear ducts, dousing the flames where it can. The shouts are getting louder. There are people up here. Trapped. They need you. It's hot in here, but the wind at your back wicks off your sweat and keeps you cool. This building is a maze, yet you travel it like you know the way perfectly. Pure instinct guides you. When burning rubble falls to block your path, Gcat warps it away and you continue. You are still managing so, so many beasts. Your head is pounding. You come to a split in the hallway. Left or right. You look left. You look right. Nothing obvious. You hear a call for help from the right. You look left. You chew on your lip. They call again. You hesitate. You hear rubble falling. You go right. You soon come to a room fully ablaze. Smoke curls around, clogging the air, yet when you inhale your lungs stay clean. The smoke parts around you as you enter. Someone is calling for help. You call back. You let them know they are heard. They're buried. She's buried. Something in your stomach twists. As you step towards the center of the room the wind follows. The windows slam open, the smoke is blown out, but you don't notice. You wave your hand and Gcat disappears the rubble crushing the stranger. You grab her. She can't stand. You're out the window. You float down gently, landing on a giant nest. The building is totally lit up. Firetrucks and professionals have arrived and are beginning to douse the flames. The journal factory will be lost. People will have to continue using Chittr. You recall all the beasts you can to safety. They've done so, so much. Your head is pounding. The wind guides you guide the stranger towards the medical responders and help her onto a stretcher. You don't catch her name. The factory is beginning to collapse into itself. The air about you is silent. You are winded. When did that slight sprinkle begin? A warm season rain, sticky and hot and humid. You are gone before the flames are. You've done what you could. The adrenaline is dying down and you can feel your cuts and scrapes and bruises and burns. The news reports on this. The journal factory has burnt down. Fourteen trolls died. The prompt response of the firefighters and the fortuitous rainfall are credited for the relatively low loss of life, though many workers make reports about inconceivable wildlife behavior. Investigations are undergoing into what started the fire and the fire code violations found. Arson is not out of the question. You haven't seen any of this yet. You go to your friend's wriggling day party.]
- Now hold on. - I'mm 18. So I have no idea what #QuadrantSmmearing is, because I've been at mmy immperially-sanctioned low-stress Job. And the race tracks. You're mmaking this whole smmearing mmess sound like somme perverse take on the #CinnammonChallenge. - Frankly? I, for one, stand in opposition against sensationalismm and #ViralMomments. Maybe somme nuance would help you learn to do the samme. ※ RESOLUTION: I'mm subscribing to your RSS Feed though. But only because I want to see if there's any depth of understanding to your Work. That's all.
pRoBaBlY WoN'T SeE It, ThIs lAtE. fIgUrEd i'd sAy sOmEtHiNg, ThOuGh. EvEn iF ThE ShIt wAs dOoMeD To bE HeArD By mOtHeR FuCkInG NoBoDy. AnD EvEn iF He aIn't nEvEr wAnTeD To sEe oR HeAr a wOrD OuTtA Me eVeR AgAiN. kArBrO, eVeRy pOsSiBlE MoThEr fUcKiNg iTeRaTiOn oF YoU. a mUlTi vErSe oF MoThEr fUcKiNg cAnCeRoUs cReTiNs. BeStEsT Of bRoS. wOrStEsT Of wOeS. yOuR FiRsT WrIgGlE WaS An uNhOlY MoThEr fUcKiNg mIrAcLe, My mAn. SoRrY FoR It aLl. :o(
h0w sweet. y0u really are a gener0us critic.
0k i sh0uldn't be enc0uraging this but... m0irail/empl0yer/culler is a pretty inspired c0mb0. the p0wer imbalance kink p0tential is unmatched.
wE'Re aLwAyS DoWn tO FuCkInG ClOwN. cHeCkS OuT (o:
can i at least request that it n0t feature cr0nus again 0r am i the 0nly pers0n with0ut a say here.
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.
KUDOS! THE DEAL IS STRUCK. AND JUST UNDER THE WIRE. FOR #MEGIDOMAY #GILLSOUTSEASON.
begrudging kudos.
@capti0usGestures @handMaid fuck b0th 0f y0u i am n0t rec0rding myself reading that.
Dear god. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/7d4308246c45.PNG
#rankmaidsdailytropediscussion will be somewhat of a book club but instead of a book club ill make a daily post describing a trope kink or fetish or just a generalized eromotif that could be a prime theme in a slash fic so i guess not really a book club more like a discussion board there are so many skilled artists and writers on this website i would love to hear their opinions if you would like to join my club follow the tag to be alerted ill be making the first discussion shortly 0v0 (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, #nsfw, i understand if no one wants to participate, it wont make me sad, archive rating: M)
vagueposting is such an omega activity its like youre too nervous and submissive to go directly to the source so you nestle up in the safety of your nest and yip vaguely while you know your pheromones could possibly lead the subject of your vaguepost probably an alpha to your den but the risk and threat of a chase excites you (tags: The Rankmaid/Vagueposting, ABO, omegaverse, #nsfw, dashplay, chittrplay, notificationplay, archive rating: M)
mE BEFORE, i TAKE MY PILLS,
my authorial intent was him getting so emotional with lust he had to stand up and push against sonic in tongue battle for hedgehog dominance
@ultimateLifeform
KUDOS! ❤︎
i WAS NOT TRYING TO BE FUNNY, i'M SORRY, i WILL TRY TO AVOID THIS IN, tHE FUTURE, bURGER GUY,
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)
id levvy some form a ridicule your wway but this is a genuinely inspired dedication to the ultimate yaoi couple that stands proud majestic and pure abovve all others from the cloudy peak atop wwhich it rules
PUTTING CIGARETTES IN VIOLETBLOOD'S EYE LATER. #VIOLENCE
its all friendship this teamwwork that wwhat the fuck happened ta makin an example outta someone pullin some random fuckin idiot outta the crowwd an gorin em onstage so the resta the idiots fall in line or better yet wwhen they had public standin trials scheduled evvery half cycle that you could sit in and wwatch wwhoevvers gonna get ate but nooo wwere all reformed an shit noww wwevve gotta respect the binds of a neww legal system wwhat a load a hot fuckin garbage wwouldnt be havvin near as many problems if wwe brought back the idea of public shame and evvisceration
+next big thing i need yall to look into +Diary and Private Messaging
:33 < *ac stalks upon the chittr platform like a sneaky and silent purredator stalking its prey* :33 < *then with a mighty swing hits the send button like its a fun toy squeakbeast! but not befur writing an intro post* :33 < hi everyone! my name is nepeta and i love games :33 < ive b33n getting into video games even though im not very good at them yet, but theyre still lots of fun!
post more honkslop rankmaid-sama no more honkslop rankmaid-sama we hate clowns rankmaid-sama we want to fuck the paint off of clowns rankmaid-sama there is no winning posting honkslop (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, archive rating: M)
*jingles sleepily to bed, avoiding the torrent of cock and ball and bulge and titty and nook as i go* #nsfw i guess
#selfie one of my super fans begged for a classic dave strider ironic selfie so how can i refuse https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/87eb1665e0e2.png
Mean fat men PLEASE hit me up. I can't pull anyone in my area. <8(
april 13th again time really tends to fly wwhen youre buildin the future dont it wwhat do you evven say in wwell wwishes to a one in ten billion vvisionary like jane crocker should i perhaps wwax poetic about the incredible wwork shes done steerin this companys capable and deservvin prongs into evvery aspect of our society e.g. baked goods lifestyle entertainment products automotivve parts arms manufacture survveillance hardwware (the list goes on) should i go in detail on her unmeasurable impact on my owwn life namely the fact i evven livve breathe and wwalk among you all to this day wwithout jane thered be a hell of a lot less eridan around and nobody wwould wwanna livve in that wworld do wwe evven need to touch on her crucial role in the promotion and funding for #eridanwweek an evvent that i daresay none wwill forget any time soon i knoww you oil crazed fanatics wwere all about #rumblenight the numbers simply do not lie actually on second thought wwho am i kiddin you all knoww the bloody score by noww janes accomplishments speak for themselvves happy wwrigglin day @gutsyGumshoe may the stars shine on your reign eternal #crockercorp #birthday #wwrigglingday #janecrocker #413
Oh boy, the jackpot. I believe the shred of my fate delivered via diminutive paper note reads "HELP! I'm trapped in a fortune cookie factory!"
Much obliged. Keep up the good work.
IS THIS TRUE. DID THIS HAPPEN. IT'S IMPORTANT.
first four words have me very excited future rankmaid does anything incredible happen
jhoohouhn,,hh., ,. /// oo hhh
my secretary (male human) just came in and asked if i wwas goin to be stayin ovvernight at the office again and i said yeah and so are you this nine scuttlebug drone pileup snafu gets wworse by the minute and locked the door and he said sir i told my girlfriend i wwouldnt do that anymore and i said thats a shame cause jane wwas just askin me if i thought you wwere still a good fit here in the office and i aint gotten back to her yet and he said mr ampora wwait dont be like that you knoww i been puttin the wwork in this job means evverythin to me and i said alright showw me (also im wwearin a finely tailored suit and my timepiece costs more than his years salary) (theres just one couch in the office) #rankbait
https://i.postimg.cc/JnFmNTPm/Untitled²³7-²0²604¹0²²³5¹².png The temporary trainer I am working with kindly took this photo for me to commemorate a first successful session. We went over the basics, and I am excited to find a full-time trainer to go over more complicated lessons. ( #nsfw just to be safe, again. )
i promise i can cook im just not immune to the allure of greasy takeout smashburger
-!- Can I Apply To Get The Fujoshi Badge. This Is My Yaoi Fanart... Of An Awesome Kismesitude Between Some People I Maaaaay Know. ( Total Nosebleed... ) (≖⩊≖) I Put In A Lot Of Effort. So I Think I Should Be Included In The Fujoshi Discussions. Also Because I Have A Lot Of Really Awesome Things To Contribute. Like Theory. I Have A Lot Of Really Awesome Yaoi Theory. ( •᷄ᴗ•́) So Please. -!- [#important] This Is A Copyrighted Work Do Not Steal Do Not Copy Do Not Redistribute My Art Without Permission. Original Content!! Seriously Do Not Steal!! https://files.catbox.moe/ye5mjm.png
troll nnitski... save nne.... save nne troll nnitski...............,
i think that some people are sevverely underrating the kinds of fashion that can be inspired by lusii! both wwild and domestic i am thinking of one person wwho wwould vvery vvery much look good wwith a stylish collar on or perhaps sitting in a small cage completely of their owwn free wwill of course #vvaguepost #breakfast
is that a heavy blunt object in your frond or are you just here to staple sommmme posters to the wwwwall
ever since i wwwwas a little teal grub i knewwww i wwwwanted to chewwww wwwwood and spit it into paper
:33 < woops lemme go correct my post! thank mew!
i know i can always count on you generous critic
its a beautiful night outside the flapbeasts are screechin the trees echo wwith distant sounds a subtitled anime on nights like this orphaners like you should be burnin in hell https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/10e42bba9624.jpg @orphanerDualscar #imcoming
g0nna dig a h0le f0r fun.
i was gonna post a hot take but then i decided to prioritize my peace im literally so free
430lbs, new PB. Rock hard and ready for the #AlphaBoat. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/4d73af87eabf.png #nsfw (mild)
D --> I still think we should be able to hate react people we blocked
https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/c18d22db47cb.png https://youtube.com/shorts/Aq3OQrPcVV4Y #eridanwweek #imcoming #bouncingonit #iwwantcandy
i need to farm clicks whats your favorite #nsfw ♡: boobs ◇: ass ♧: dick ♤: pussy
when you guy2 hate react my chiitt2 thii2 ii2 who youre hatiing http2://ii.piiniimg.com/736x/83/84/23/838423f00bb5313a37fd5db0f7b25db5.jpg
concept: the pitch exhilaration that pumps through your body when you see a notification from them stumbling through your typing to get an reply back as fast as possible, to humiliate them, to fuel this obsession that creeps over you whenever you see their stupid fucking quirk they hate every single one of your chits you swear the hate bot must be jealous of their commitment to showing you their caliginous affliction but alone there are flashes of something different they say your name even when it pains them to spit it out the difference in your blood color making seeing them grovel for you like this all the more pleasurable "i need you" a need to hate or a need for something else entirely you wonder if all those typos they make replying to your insults are due to the difficulty they have typing with one hand (tags: Reader/Anonymous, kismesis fling, #rankworks, chittrplay, hateplay, caste difference, undefined quad, inspired by anonymous requester, <3<, pitchfic, pitchslop, #nsfw, #rankbait, archive rating: M)
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What was your favorite part of #eridanweek? ❤️ - RUMBLE NIGHT ♠️ - IWANTCANDY NIGHT ♦️ - TROLL LADY GAGA ♣️ - THE CRUCIFIXION
welcome back everyone
#leijonwriting #eridanweek #longpost You were never particularly invested in the daily melodrama of Eridan Ampora. It had not even necessarily occurred to you to even think a8out him that often. As far as you were concerned, he was just another pawn 8eing used on the cosmic 8oard, 8eing su8jected to Skaia's whims as helplessly as you were. Never even 8reaching his monumental personality flaws. You pinch the 8ridge of your nose as he approaches you. You were expecting a quiet evening at the local tavern. Nothing too extravagant, just people watching. You guess that that was too much to ask as your hopes were swiftly dashed upon the rocks, 8ut there is no steep cliff for you to gracefully 8ow out of this conversation. "Hey," he greets you, his deadpan cadence somehow failing to hide his eagerness. "This place is a fuckin wwash, right? Havve you evven 8een inside the pitiful excuses for a8lution 8locks? You'd 8e 8etter off havvin a soak in the 8ay at lowwtide." Neither of you laugh at his attempt to 8r8k the ice. He shifts uncomforta8ly for a moment, 8row creasing at your lack of response. He sits down on the stool next to you, heaving a sigh of frustration. "Fine, I get it. Can't fuckin 8elievve a wwaste of genetic material like you thinks they're too good for a little chit chat wwith real no8ility, 8ut sure, yeah, I get it. Like I don't already fuckin knoww howw evvery8ody thinks of me." You feel a pang of, no, not pity, *sympathy.* You make it a point to keep those feelings very, very separate when dealing with his ilk. You tap your fingers against your half-empty glass contemplatively. "...How are you, Eridan?" you finally ask. His eyes light up, and you realize with a sinking feeling that his ploy had worked on you. "A8out time you found your tongue," he says. "Anywway, I'm doing horri8ly. Evverythin's 8asically untena8le and we should all 8e collectivvely wwringin our necks ovver how fucked it all is. Me in particular, I'm fucked. You think you could givve me some a that wwisdom you're alwways so purportedly toutin a8out?" You feel your eye twitch. You suppose that you did, at some point, have a conversation with him in the past, though you can scarcely recall it with any sem8lance of clarity. One of your weaker moments. You momentarily consider just telling him to fuck off and to leave you alone, 8ut you are, regretta8ly, a nosy sort of person. Despite everything, you do have a sincere sort of fascin8tion with him. Similar to watching a scuttle8uggy crash in slow motion, you can't help 8ut o8serve with keen interest as Eridan Ampora trips and stum8les over the course of his existence with a profound resign8tion staining his soul. You know that for all of his posturing and grasping at dignity, he su8consciously has already decided that he is not good enough. Whatever "good enough" even entails in a 8road scope. You indulge his emotional theatrics in the 8ar that night. He even sometimes says something funny, although if they were altogether intentional you weren't sure. You reacted positively and that incited him to keep going. You've heard it all 8efore, however. Friends who've cut him off, potential alliances that never made it past the har8or, the occasional 8emoaning of romantic struggles. You're not 8ored. He is theatrical enough to keep you engaged with his performance, 8ut you try not to interject too often, and only say that which he wants to hear. You really don't think you can handle 8eing a pillar of emotional support for him, much less invest yourself into the monumental task of "changing" how he thinks and feels. Hours pass. He stands to his feet and stretches. "This wwas a good talk. Let's do this again sometime, yeah? Yeah. I think wwe can make this into a wweekly thing, wwhat do you think? Actually, scratch that, I'll let you knoww wwhen wwe should hang out again." You say nothing. He seems fine with that. You think you might've 8ecome his friend? You'll 8e honest, you're not sure how many times you've accidentally hung out with him, 8ut you're 8eginning to question if this is a pattern that you've fallen into. Or worse, you're actually his friend. You hope you're not endeared to him. Oh, right, and two guys were kissing at the 8ar the whole time you two were conversing. Yaoi.
:33 < WRITING CONTEST!!! Furr tonight's lack of festivities clawnsidering the #dayofrest sabath #eridanw33k s33ms to be holding after a.. rather generously title 'fiasco' yestpurrday, The Leijon Gossip Column would like to offurr a small challenge to pay the tithe to our lord @caligulasAquarium INTROMEWCING!!! THE #leijonwriting CHALLENGE!!! Here, mew may submit any purriece of writing under the previous hashtag, and given certain topics mentioned like #eridanw33k or #yaoi / #yuri, you may recieve specpurr points depending on how much I like their usage :3c Mew may get some kind of prize furr it, maybe acceptance as a spurrecial guest in an upcoming eridanw33k event? We'll figfurr it out together! PROMPT: (F33l fr33 to customize it! This is just an example) You're at a bar. It's late. You hear the bells of the door jingle as you stare d33p into the half empty drink before you, you don't even care who it is.. but then you f33l a touch on your arm. You look over. It's Eridan... What does he want? What do you do? Do you want him? He might want you.. Anyway, happy writing!
imagine a girlfriend or a boyfriend or someone you just so happen to think is kind of hot you hang out with them all the time maybe even get a little all kinds of intimate about it but youre also parrying actually putting a real label on it like your life depended on it like a fling but it lasts way longer
Feel betta. 38)
Was there a judge involved, or was this merely a spiritual marriage? Assuming there was a judge, then you would likely be able to sue that judge for operating a contract under duress and dissolving the marriage amicably. If there wasn't, then you only need to spiritually forgive yourself and not acknowledge the marriage. Ordained or not.
Then this sounds like a spiritual marriage alone. I would not be too worried over it. Without a signed contract, this was even less scrupulous than the famed Vegas Marriages.
a l0t happened,
Well, if you would like to discuss this matter less publicly, that is fine. But generally, polygamist marriages require all parties present, yes. This is assuming you did not invoke a trust marriage with an attorney acting as operable partnership.
:33 < divorce
Genuinely? Divorce, culture dependent. There are literally thousands of types of human marriages. But most associate the concept with traditional Catholic ceremonies, which, as of the last 70 years, can be ended via divorce instead of death.
LOWBLOODS KISS B--ETTA T)(AN ANYON--E --ELS--E!!!! #eridanweek #iwantcandy
omg YUS!!!! dw the generosity critic we r gonna make sure youre MEGA PROTECTED
concept: the insatiably sweet aphrodisiac-like effects induced by trickster mode #iwantcandy (tags: Reader/Trickster, #nsfw, suggestive, #rankworks, archive rating: M)
that was the fastest enemies to lovers i think ive ever seen #millerverse
https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/622d328f8d3b.png Aw hell. #eridanweek #gotmyassbeat
concept: your boss staring at you from across his desk, exhaling a cloud of thick cigarette smoke he taps his fingers over the mahogany of his desk as his eyes travel up and down your figure as if undressing you people love his kind eyes, his soft smile and his witty jokes but only you get to see this side of him "we have an hour until the client is scheduled, detective" he says slowly, taking another drag and leaning back in his chair with knees apart he nods his head to beckon you closer, making room for you under his desk to start (tags: Reader/Boss, Reader/Detective, mlm, no quads mentioned, quadlessfling, chitfic, kind of pale, #nsfw, power imbalance, Human/Human, #rankworks, vague species, detectives on my timeline, hes so hardboiled, archive rating: M)
At Least There Is No Outward Penalty For Thoughtcrime
2ome of you chucklefuck2 really make me wii2h there wa2 a que2tiion noodle react. not even mad or annoyed. ju2t utterly confounded.
No John Before You Say Anything I Have Not Tried "Hanging upside down from some kind of stalactite or something, like the vampires from the lost boys."
Im Sorry But It Doesnt Really Even Bother Me Much That They Are Lost
im exhausted thank you for your support tonight friends ill be back after i heal up from the explosion #eridanweek is not for chumps but im so glad i mustered up the courage to go tonight ^0^ (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, good light, archive rating: G)
Then For What Its Worth I Must Say I Found The Amount Of Pity Woven Between Your Words To Be Of A Decidedly Tasteful Amount
4hhhh,,,, i see!!!! person4lly,,,, i think erid4n is more likely to pitch88. he''''s 4lw4ys 8een slimy,,,, underh4nded,,,, 4nd desper8. the 4ver4ge re4der wouldn''''t 8e 48le to comp4re,,,, so it might lower m4ss 4ppe4l if the re4der insert role isn''''t rel848le enough.
if @archivveAddict got injured or science forbid badly injured in that fuckin nuke i mighta actually flowwn off the deep end and made unchained eridan look like the wwoke highblood in my zealous fervvor for the extermination a dissidents #eridanwweek
The site crashing was penance for all of the Eridan Week posts. Either it dies, or the site does. #MakeYourChoice
I rest soon. My breath is heavy and my heart palpitations are awry. My melatonin gummies should help. Maybe #substance.
yall ever sea anotter version of you actin so completely wrong that you can barely resist the urge to go "i would not fuckin say that"
https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/c17f595851d6.png #itsofficial @daftPunk
anyways my shirt. #myshirt https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/080e6a5b158a.jpg
the ineffectivveness a that doomsday devvice or wwhatevver in actually killin anyone feels nostalgic to me somehoww #memories #eridanwweek
wwell that definitely ended wwith a bang not the sorta bang i wwas expectin but in hindsight i think that wwas prolly the only wway for it to go out #eridanwweek
i cant believe that just happened #eridanweek
the alpha prejoshi has established her rust colored rank dominance ovver the secondary predators of the oiled boys ecosystem the food chain has been thoroughly spanked into order
Yes, of course. It also means I am the closest thing to a phonebook on this platform.
I was unaware of a fellow author-type. If I hadn't already achieved my desired number of individuals to follow, I would consider following them.
@capti0usGestures n0t quite 0ne 0f y0ur pr0mpts but i think y0u'd appreciate this.
#eridanweek #horror You find yourself in the same cubicle you've worked for the past ten years in. You find yourself alone in the half lit office building. You are the last individual in the building, everyone else has families at home. You gaze at the CRT Monitor displaying its 600 x 400 resolution. You are comforted by the warm hum radiating from its core. You flit your pupils about your digital workspace, resting on the internet explorer icon. You decide to click it, check a few personal emails. You are invited to a website, chittr.ing, it's called. You see it's created by an Alternian. @dynamicFlowfields You see your standard social media fare when you register. You see pictures of friends and foes of old sharing good tidings. You feel a warmth inside. You however, lose that warmth when you notice a small trend. You saw it every dozen posts or so. #imcoming. You chalked it up to an innuendo. You did not register the warning. You look into it a bit more as it begins to populate your feed. You see #eridanweek, your see #bouncingonit. You see no reason to be worried. You let yourself be comfortable once more. You find yourself reading one of Rankmaid's fictive narratives. @archiveAddict You don't let it excite you too much, you're still at work. You don't give #imcoming much more mind. You don't even realize it's already the second day of #eridanweek. You look at the clock, it is midnight. You wet your eyes with eyedrops, ever handy. You can not seem to turn away just yet. You begin to experience Eridan Week vicariously through the posts. You see the likes of humorous, possibly purely jesting, celebrities from Alternia and Beforus. You notice that nearly ever post of Eridan Week includes #imcoming. You notice that #imcoming slowly turns to #ImComing. You are uneasy from the new threat. You look elsewhere, exploring other tags such as #teatime and catching up with others who aren't involved. You see irrelevant posts to Eridan Week even begin to include #imcoming. You begin to see odd images aghast across your dashboard. You begin to see yourself in images you weren't aware of being taken. You see yourself commenting on posts long since past. You did not write these. You keep seeing it. You even begin to post #imcoming in these retroactive oddities. You assume that this is due to someone mimicking your identity. You attempt to steer conversation on the platform away from it. You hastily type up humor, and romantic posts. You are doing anything you can to drown out #ImComing. You notice it is larger now. #IMCOMING. You select the tag, out of sheer curiosity and perhaps a fear for survival. You need to know who is coming. You. You are coming. You scroll endlessly through the tag. You see yourself on every post. You see your own hollow words. You see your notifications begin to shift. You are bombarded, first, a dozen #IMCOMING Responses. You refresh. You see a hundred. You refresh. You see a thousand. You click one. You see yourself. You click another. You see your own account again. You scroll down your feed. You only see your own account. You see your profile picture, stretched, compressed, tortured, reflected in glass. You do not remember seeing yourself like this before. You try to log out. You fail. You try to close the browser. You fail. You try to shut of the monitor. You are tortured by its continued hum. You step away. You notice the lights are long since turned out. You notice the office is even darker than usual. You see the distant lights of other monitors flicker. You notice a rhythm. You notice a heartbeat. You notice it isn't yours. You look back to the screen. You see #ImComing is #ImHere. You do not remember this post. You do not remember thinking it. You see a live feed open itself. You see your grainy, monochrome cubicle in an old video. You see your chair, your desk. You see yourself. You are not looking at the monitor. You are looking at the camera. You see the image distorting as the alternate self begins to move closer. You see it distort the frame. You hear it. You do not have speakers. You hear it under you, or around you. You hear its cacophony of whispers. You hear it gently say, "I'm here." You see the monitor flicker. You see the camera cut out. You monitor briefly turns out as you lean forward. You see yourself in your own reflection, only behind you. You see chittr.ing return. You see a new post. You see @you. You see an image loading slowly. You clench your nails in anticipation as each line slowly creeps into rendering. You see your cubicle again. You notice it is empty. You aren't even there. You see the caption. #IMHERE You feel something breathing on your neck. You stand up to leave. You see its fingers slowly extend past your peripheral vision. You close your eyes. You shouldn't have stayed.
In celebration of my new found fame and fortune, I declare that #eridanweek is the basis of my next horror short story/saucy wizard fiction.
Beautifully written; very evocative.
I Would Encourage It Actually And So Im Going To Interpret This Writing As A Semi Prescriptive Piece Of Work #welldonestranger
Very Artfully Written However I Do Think Its Fine If He Continues To Feel This Way
it's scary h0w g00d y0u are at this. i alm0st felt s0mething.
concept: mutual masturbation with your moirail nodding your head quickly when you both get close “do it for me, cmon, cmon, you can do it, im right here, i got you” their hands stuttering to try and keep up with yours the most comforting aftercare (tags: Reader/Moirail, #rankworks, rails pails, pale pails, railpailing, palefic, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
i understand that today was supposed to be a day of prnanks and foolishness but today i recieved: a pushup video with a whimpering and moaning man that was made just for me that i havent stopped rewatchhing i think probably about eighteen times now a photo set of a as the humans would put it dilf doing extremely lewd things to his own body i absolutely reek i need to get in the ablution trap as soon as possible (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, #nsfw, i need to meditate, humiliation, archive rating: E)
concept: crawling on top of a mate whos nearly twice your size, her expression calm and almost amused as you begin feverishly kissing at her neck "i was pailing before you had your first molt, darling... you sure you can handle me?" your body reacts without your permission at that statement, moaning into her neck and bucking your hips like a needy barkbeast "no need to rush, eager little thing..." (tags: Reader/Older Woman, #rankworks, age difference, vague quad, no quad mentioned, flushed implication i suppose, Troll/Troll, size difference, big lady, experienced partner, #nsfw)
seri0usly? that's twisted. i'm in.
if n0ne 0f them say anything i'll write this 0ne f0r free.
i think its going to be a yuri concept night folks (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, yuriposting, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
concept: flarping your teammates are nowhere to be found and youre surrounded by a group of three highbloods on the opposing team "you know this pathetic loser has been pitch flirting with me, right?" the leader sneers, staring at you while the other two girls on her team laugh "seriously...? they think theyre anywhere close to your level...?" your cheeks grow hot, swinging your weapon in their direction angrily and trying to come up with a way out of this contact with the teams clouders have been cut, its like youre not even playing the game anymore "mhm, i bet if i took my bulge out right now theyd just start sucking like their life depends on it" you watch in terrified arousal and she starts to unbutton her pants lazily, the two other girls flanking her pulling out palmhusks and giggling "hm... now that i think about it, your life kind of *does* depend on it, doesnt it, y/n?" the leader mutters darkly, licking her fangs and stalking closer (tags: Reader/Kismesis, #rankworks, flaerping, toxic yuri, caste difference, fuck or die adjacent, degradation, humiliation, #nsfw, #violence alluded to, #nsfwe, pitchfic, budding kismesissitude, f/a, f/f/f/a, archive rating: M)
im blushing 0///////v///////0 KUDOS! ❤︎
READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ Inspired by @archiveAddict. You could leave, you could put your kismesis into their recuperacoon. But that's not what you're here for... maybe, you've never considered herself 'perverted' as one could put it, yet this is a moment that not a lot of people get. You look down toward the floor, not sure whether you should feel shame or pride... and with your shoe you clean enough floor space. You plant your hands on your slumbering kismesis, lift them out of their chair and plant them onto the ground. Gentle, more soft than you've ever treated them before. When you look down on them, you find yourself feeling on top of the world. Not only has this person pissed you off for so long you've found a moment of weakness, it just feels right. Maybe it was the caste difference, maybe it's the words that were carefully cultivated to poke at your ribs with every sneer and insult, maybe it was the fact that right now... you're in more control than they've ever been. It feels good, it feels true. You're envious, you're jealous. You have to be better than them, otherwise what's the point? You can't fall below them. Sure, they can drag you down to their level... but you find their level comfortable. You find it just the right amount of terrible that it makes it so much more fun. You grip their throat in your hands, and despite just how terrible this is... You know they'd like it. So you straddle them, you lean downwards. You steal a kiss from their lips. And then you steal a bit more than a kiss from them in their sleep. Maybe they'll wake up. Maybe they won't. Maybe they'll spend tomorrow wondering why they feel sore. Either way, this is exactly what you've been waiting for. #nsfw #nsfwe #somno ]
concept: being rough enough with a carapacian to crack their shell (tags: Reader/Carapacian, #rankworks, i need some water i think, pitchfic, pitch coded, vague quads, #violence, #nsfw, #thinking, tags: M)
concept: your kismesis giving you a swift kick when you try to stumble back up onto your feet falling back to the ground with helpless wheezes, trying to push up onto all fours to crawl away they crouch down to block your path, laying their chin in their palm, a smug grin across their lips "barkbeasts dont walk on two legs, silly! bark for me and maybe ill give you a fucking treat" (tags: Reader/Kismesis, barkbeastplay, #rankworks, #violence, #nsfw, pitchfic, sub reader, kismesissitude, degradation, archive rating: M)
concept: your human matesprit pushing her spheres together with her hands, watching your expression with a sly little grin "these...? youre interested in these, y/n...?" you nod guiltily, replacing her hands with your own and rolling your thumbs over her nipples curiously "do you want me to teach you how to play with them?" you nod again, a bit faster this time, the motion causing you both to burst out into happy laughter (tags: Reader/Matesprit, #rankworks, Troll/Human, flushfic, redrom, human nippleplay, inexperienced partner, #nsfw, archive rating: E)
concept: on your knees as they sit and read your arms wrapped around their leg, crotch pressed tight to their boot as you roll your hips forward and back desperately trying to find some relief they dont even look down when you bite at their knee like an animal, they simply turn the page and pay attention to what they actually care about (tags: Reader/Anonymous, sub reader, #rankworks, #nsfw, boothumping, desperation, degradation, apathetic top, archive rating: E)
concept: a human man whimpering while he twitches and bucks his hips up into your touch trying to get just a bit more stimulation which you keep denying over and over a big man older than you one that would never be caught dead crying out for you to just fuck him already but you just have that effect on him (tags: Reader/Anonymous, old man yaoi, #rankworks, men whimpering, submissive men, dom reader, #nsfw, tags: M)
Any contingency plan for someone bringing a bottle of water? I assume this would count as an illegal performance enhancer.
arigatou gozaimasu for 200 followers kyaa (tags: The Rankmaid/Chitter, rankmaid-sensei, my face, #nsfw, #gore, archive rating: T) https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/7ed72d593824.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/20d8180d534e.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/2d5573922a86.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/135e05e2f0bb.png
i needed an adjective t0 meet my w0rd limit and guessed.
if y0u want me t0 write m0re weird p0rn my rates are 2 caegars per w0rd. unless i d0n't feel like it, then i w0n't d0 it. #nsfw
!WOW 200 WHOLE CAEGARS! thank you you really are generous
#eridanweek #nsfw #c0mmissi0n #selfcest day 2: cuck chair eridan gr0ans as he uncr0sses then cr0sses his legs again. it's hard t0 ign0re the gr0wing tightness in his pants, and n0t just because his hipster jeans are t00 skinny. they said he c0uld l00k but wasn't all0wed t0 t0uch. he didn't kn0w that meant he wasn't all0wed t0 t0uch himself either. the tw0 writhing nude grey b0dies 0n the l0ungeplank in fr0nt 0f him are making it difficult n0t t0. "h0ww d0 y0u like that?" m0ans an eridan. "wweh," m0ans yet an0ther eridan, w0rds escaping him. his wrists are pinned ab0ve his head in the hands 0f the t0p eridan. the t0p eridan plunges his ring-laden fingers in and 0ut 0f the fishy n00k bel0w him. t0ned legs are spread wide t0 give the eridan in a cuck chair a pr0per view 0f everything he's missing 0ut 0n. the t0p eridan grins. his sharp teeth glint in the light. he leans 0ver his captive sub t0 breathe c00lly 0ver the 0ther's gills. it's an intimate m0ment. the cuck whines, unsure if he wants t0 j0in in 0r f0r them t0 keep g0ing. the t0p feigns a whisper, l0ud en0ugh f0r their cuck t0 hear. "let's givve him a sh0w." @capti0usGestures @archiveAddict
happy #eridanweek day 2 #imcoming to your timeline to remind you of todays writing prompts: DAY TWO: CUCK CHAIR / FUDANSHI THRONE and i have been given a bonus list promoted and sponsored from crockercorp directly and days 2s bonus prompt option is: hipster scarf shibari @captiousGestures and i hope to see you join this writing challenge today! 0v0 (tags: Eridan Ampora/Chittr, Eridan Ampora/Reader, #nsfw, writing prompts, writing challenge, content rating: M)
i w0uld.
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concept: feeling your matesprits hands travel through the sopor to wrap around your body in your shared recuperacoon pressing their hips against you from behind, your sleepiness pulling you in and out of consciousness "you dont care if i...?" they mumble in a slow and desperate voice you shake your head tiredly, dozing back off in the comfort of the slime as you feel them spread your legs a bit wider for use (tags: Reader/Matesprit, flushfic, #rankworks, #nsfw, #nsfwe, soporplay, shared recuperacoon, somno, free use matespritship, archive rating: E)
its about poop #poopweek
And I'd Risk It All to stay back (Ooohhhh), totally anonymous literary reviewer (Brrrrah)
i jUsT ThOuGhT ThIs wAs tHe fUnNiEsT MoThEr fUcKiNg i eVeR SeEn. YoU CaN Do wHaTeVeR YoU WaNt bRoThEr. Go cRaZy.
ohi my ggohgnfvd
hEy. HoNk.
V^ I miss the citrus scale. =:/ ^V
I JUST WOKE UP FROM A DEAD FUCKING SLEEP. THEY'RE 6'5" AND THEY/THEM, BY THE WAY.
my shooters look like troll bruno mars we’re smoking that uptown funk that shit that carbonates you im lighting the pipe and sucking on the glass dont try to cross me ill double dutch your ass until youre naught but shadow ive done worse to innocent men for less im a freak i cant be pinned down you want me get in line i got three billion women gnashing their teeth for a chance to set me to rights my girl say she cold i say i know whatll warm you up welcome to the light show bitch i absorbed a v12 engine right out of the scuttlebuggy it turned me inside out im more blood than shell im acrid tied starving rats to the opps and sent them out to sea they came back to me as gravel this shit aint nothing to me man #FOLYKLFLOW #ERIDANWEEK #SUBSTANCES
Proud to announce another evening headliner for #eridanweek, @kingofPop TROLL MICHAEL JACKSON.
hhow do you feel about troll taehyung please reaspond
Expect An Article On Eridanweek Soon. #liesoferidan
"#eridanweek day 1: flush*/pale" rankmaid-sensei (tags: Eridan Ampora/Reader, flushfic, chitfic, a walk on the beach, chittr mention, fluff, tsundere!eridan, #imcoming, writing prompt, archive rating: G) eridan had called you here to meet by the shore it was a strange thing! he was usually quite dismissive of your extended attempts at friendships, liking his chittr posts and commenting on what you could he didnt always reply, but he was always sending a like your way regardless there was always a flutter in your blood pusher when that notification appeared in your inbox the dm was unexpected but accepted nonetheless you gave a small wave and a happy smile when he approached, his eyes low and a nasty little grimace on his face "oh... is something wrong?" you asked, feeling nervousness begin to rise "wwhat? no nothins wwrong" he responded plainly with fluttering fins, brushing his fingers through his hair and purposefully avoiding looking at you you walk along the shore getting to know more about each other he says that hed been admiring your brash nature online, that he enjoyed the way you spoke your mind and cared little for the disagreements in your replies seemingly out of nowhere, the thick acidic scent of rain fills your senses, and droplets of slightly stinging rain begin to pour down on the two of you you feel eridan move in a bit closer, reaching for his cape and slowly arching an arm over you to protect you from the rain you bring your gaze up to ask him what he was doing, but you realize he was already looking at you red hearts held within wide eyes, cheeks flushed a deep violet, nothing but admiration on his sharp features he immediately flicks his face away with closed eyes and a tight frown to pretend he hadnt been caught as you continue to walk protected by his cape, flushed feelings swim between the two of you "i had a fine time but i wwould havve preferred it hadnt started fuckin rainin" "maybe next time we could hang out at my place?" you ask sheepishly "yeah wwhatevver maybe" you cant wait for the next notification notes: my eridan is quite sweet and gentle but i understand there are many different eridans so this is my take on a tsundere!eridan happy #eridanweek #imcoming
#imcoming to #eridanweek its really cool to have troll bruno mars but i heard that troll cher was also going to be making an appearance has anyone heard anything else regarding #hercoming or no?
people dont write palerom enough this was so so so refreshing and i loved your take on eridan here YOURE BETTER NOW THAT HES HERE, BUT YOU DONT TELL HIM THAT. YOU JUST NOD. "good" i am obsessed with how we can tell we the reader and eridan have been moirails for so long that he doesnt need to press us for more information to make sure he just sees our emotions and knows that its time to pet our hair and give us pale comfort that really made me smile 0v0 KUDOS! ❤︎
they havve tried to keep this from happenin they tried to suppress #eridanwweek but youre all here you came
i cant wait to read it thank you so much for joining me and sharing in this #eridanweek with me #imcoming 0///v///0
is anyone hungry? i knoww someone wwho is! i wwas just kicking my feet and pondering my big magical orbs wwhen this big lady came up out of the wwater to say hi and of course i had to toss a feww fresh fish into her wwaiting maww thats wwhy my hands alwways smell like fish #zoology #motherlife #strugglesofazoologist #wwet #lusiiarefriends https://cdnimgchestcom/files/d4fb43544047jpeg
ive been waiting for this
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Happy to share!
i think if i was a human boy i would have dark hair kept at my shoulders with piercing eyes but i usually keep them down and avoid people because im very nervous being a transfer student to the college im going to until one day i bump into a large human boy on campus he stops a football from hitting me by catching it hes very sweaty because he was playing and he looks at me and he says “you good?” and i just nod and from there we start growing closer and i start going to his games and he invites me to his dorm and i meet his girlfriend and his other friends and one time he invites me over but theres no one else there so im a bit nervous and he lays in his bed on his palmhusk scrolling with one arm above his head he has a tank top on and i sit awkwardly at the end of the bed silently until he starts showing me unfunny photos but i smile anyways because they seem to make him laugh and thats enough for me and when its time for me to leave he tosses me a hoodie because it got chilly outside so i say “thanks” and start walking going over every second of the hang out in my head and thinking about his girlfriend and then thinking about his smile and i lock myself in my dorm room and pathetically press my face into his hoodie while i take the edge off like a sweaty loser freak before looking down at the mess i made on my hand and letting apathy win instead of crying about it before taking a shower and sitting down in the tub to let the water run over me from above like rain (tags: im not quite sure actually, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
In honor of yuri posting. Sick af orchestral version of All The Things She Said https://youtu.be/xaGNhFtjaHk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xaGNhFtjaHk Yeah!
There's a sick orchestral version of this that just came out last week on youtube.
We did it, everyone. We broke Chittr with the power of lesbianism. #yuriday #yurimandate
pplease pelase stop please i cant take it pleaes please please let me me in please https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/9e356a334a50.png
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Thank you for posting the Yuri, everyone.
so thats the power of yuri in action
we're "so back"?
#He blocked me as if I won’t sign his big indigo ass up to receive ruffiannihilator recruitment promotions five times a night. This flirting shit easy #WhenTheyGoLowGoLower
day ones today and i awwait your vvital contribution
I'M NOT DOING THAT FUCKING HASHTAG. YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE MY SUPPORT THOUGH.
#imcoming to #eridanweek ! 0v0 DAY ONE: FLUSH / PALE DAY TWO: CUCK CHAIR / FUDANSHI THRONE DAY THREE: HURT/COMFORT / WHUMP DAY FOUR: PITCH / ASHEN DAY FIVE: MAGIC / SCIENCE DAY SIX: GUNPLAY / WANDPLAY DAY SEVEN: MARCH / COSPLAY writing prompt itinerary: @captiousGestures (tags: Eridan Ampora/Chittr, eridan week, daily writing prompts, archive rating: E)
why r we celebrating #eridanweek fukin da best week is #jeevikweek obvs :/
"they" should make a "job" where you can "kill" the "customers"
EVERYTHING THAT I'M READING RIGHT NOW MAKES ME SO *GLAD* THAT WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE SOMEDAY. REMEMBERING THAT JUST PUTS THE FUZZIEST FUCKING FEELING OF RELIEF INTO MY PUMPER CAGE.
I THINK ALL OF US SHOULD JUST GO FUCK OURSELVES, FRANKLY.
(ooc) tiny little bio for dilal ehe kind of revival of a very old flarping muse that was revamped for tumblr (@hellokittydiary)... and then died on tumblr too lmao ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dirk Lalonde (he/they), 25-ish years (he forgor) Prince of Light, swapped Roseways Was killed during his SBURB session, thinks his timeline is doomed. It's not. But they currently have no way of knowing that. Habitual liar (watch out) They portray themself as someone who knows exactly what they're doing and has it all together. However, he actually has no fucking clue what he's doing and has absolutely none of it together. He's a huge wreck, honestly. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Swaps are as follows: Humans: Dirk Lalonde (Prince of Light) - Rose Strider (Seer of Heart) Roxy Strider (Rogue of Time) - Dave Lalonde (Knight of Void) Jake Egbert (Page of Breath) - John English (Heir of Hope) Jane Harley (Maid of Space) - Jade Crocker (Witch of Life) Trolls: Kankri Serket (Seer of Light) - Vriska Vantas (Thief of Blood) Damara Captor (Witch of Doom) - Sollux Megido (Mage of Time) Rufioh Ampora (Rogue of Hope) - Eridan Nitram (Prince of Breath) Mituna Megido (Heir of Time) - Aradia Captor (Maid of Doom) Meulin Makara (Mage of Rage) - Gamzee Leijon (Bard of Heart) Porrim Pyrope (Maid of Mind) - Terezi Maryam (Seer of Space) Latula Maryam (Knight of Space) - Kanaya Pyrope (Sylph of Mind) Aranea Vantas (Sylph of Blood) - Karkat Serket (Knight of Light) Horuss Peixes (Page of Life) - Feferi Zahhak (Witch of Void) Kurloz Leijon (Prince of Heart) - Nepeta Makara (Rogue of Rage) Cronus Nitram (Bard of Breath) - Tavros Ampora (Page of Hope) Meenah Zahhak (Thief of Void) - Equius Peixes (Heir of Life) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- finally, i made a vroid model for him and went and edited it in krita with the INTENTION of using it as a pfp but ended up not doing so. but i put in way too much fucking time and effort to not share it at all, so here: https://i.postimg.cc/3wyxHRD2/dilal-edit.png
10k kult! thanks for reading my work and hopefully enjoying it! 0v0" (tags: The Rankmaid/Chittr, my face, Rankmaid-sensei, hhh, i need another cigarette, archive rating: G) https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/e868b9d5e00a.png
edit four my pinned: you can see all nine other posts on this subject under the #charms tag! first of all, all #charms are romantic in nature. since not everyone seems to agree on what that means, basically, it just means a relationship with established specific societal expectations. we have nine charms, illustrated in the image below if i know how embedding works, and we typically aim to have three or more charms in an ideal committed relationship, although some people are weird and end up sticking with just the one or two. a relationship involving three or more charms is referred to as a 'trove'. https://i.ibb.co/cc5VNvFT/charms.webp
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