YOUR GENEROUS CRITIC
@captiousGestures
HOBBYIST WRITER. SUPPORTER OF THE ARTS. HE/HIM.
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.
wE'Re aLwAyS DoWn tO FuCkInG ClOwN. cHeCkS OuT (o:
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN X READER FIC, BUT I WOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU THE CHOICE BETWEEN THE TWO ROLES.
※ NOTICE: As a legal cullee under Beforan law, I'mm admmittedly pretty befuddled by your titillation. My mmoirail/emmployer is mmy culler. And our relationship is exceedingly normmal. I feel as though you'll be grasping at straws for your fetishization fodder. - Hope this Helps.
0k i sh0uldn't be enc0uraging this but... m0irail/empl0yer/culler is a pretty inspired c0mb0. the p0wer imbalance kink p0tential is unmatched.
h0w sweet. y0u really are a gener0us critic.
FIRST OF ALL, I APPRECIATE YOUR INPUT. SECONDLY, PLEASE DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE AN ALTERNIAN'S ABILITY TO BE A PERVERT ABOUT LITERALLY FUCKING ANYTHING. BUT ESPECIALLY IF THAT ANYTHING INCLUDES POWER IMBALANCES, IMPERIAL REGULATIONS, AND #QUADRANTSMEARING. #SUGGESTIVE #NSFW
- Inspired by mmy life? Sure. You Job-hopping rubberneckers. ※ URGENT NOTICE: I use his card just about every night down at the tracks. So who really has all the power here?
(※ ADDENDUM: It's mme. I have all the power. Obviously.)
- 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.
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.
n0, seri0usly, what the fuck. i th0ught y0u were g0nna give me a s0ftball, n0t try t0 actually fry my brain.
and with cr0nus, 0f all pe0ple??
IT'S GOOD HE DID NOT DO THAT. OR I WOULD HAVE LEFT YOU BOTH TO ROT ON BEFORUS. HOPE THIS HELPS.
y0u're n0t all0wed t0 kud0s this g0 t0 hell.
kudos but it wwould havve been nice to keep the prose rollin along a feww lines further so wwe could covver the part wwhere sol slices his disgustin bulges on cros operculum or gill rakers
I LITERALLY TOLD YOU AHEAD OF TIME THAT I WOULD NOT BE DOING THAT.
THE LAST LINE IS OPEN TO INTERPRETATION. IF YOU WANT TO READ BOTH GUSHES OF GOLD AS BEING BLOOD AND NOT GENMAT, THAT'S YOUR PREROGATIVE.
yeah but y0u're a wuss and a liar. i w0uldn't have at all been surprised if y0ur pity switch flipped and y0u decided t0 cluckbeast 0ut.
THE WINNING VIDEO GAME PAIRING, BROUGHT TO YOU BY @turncoatGoathead. #SUPPORTARTISTS #YAOI https://images.squidge.org/images/2026/04/14/sonader.jpg
THE NEXT COMMISSION I TAKE OUT, I WILL MAKE SURE TO PROVIDE EXPLICIT INSTRUCTIONS TO THE ARTIST ABOUT YOU BEING TALLER.
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
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
WAIT...ARGH!!! NX!!!! DELETE DELETE DELETE WHERE IS THE DELETE BUTTXN THAT MAKES NX SENSE - MC Oleana
T-t-thank you Rankmaid-sama it's not.. it's... this isn't my... Forget my face, please. Thank you. - MC Oleana
this piece is so beautiful please id love to get a signed copy from the creator you should feel great pride in this fateful piece 0v0
Thank you. I... talked to the artist and she gave me this. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/ac0e53c244e3.png - MC Oleana
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
Savor this moment because it may be the only time we ever agree on anything. Their compleX and layered rivalry is a narrative so powerful it weathers the ages. - MC Oleana
IT'S BEEN TWO HOURS. WHY ARE PEOPLE STILL FINDING IT? WHO THE FUCK IS SENDING IT TO THEM? WHY IS MINE THE ONLY LIST ANYONE HAS DECIDED TO TAKE AT FACE FUCKING VALUE? WHAT IF I BLEW ALL OF US UP? #BOMBTHREAT
YOU'RE RIGHT. THANK YOU. AHEM, "I AM GOING TO BLOW US ALL UP. #BOMBPROMISE"
THANK FUCK THE SHELF LIFE OF A CHITT NEVER EXCEEDS AN HOUR. IF THIS WAS GOING TO BE MY WHOLE NIGHT, I WOULD HAVE TO BEAT MY NUGBONE INTO A FINE FUCKING PASTE AGAINST THE NEAREST AVAILABLE BRICK WALL. #GORE
CAN YOU, LIKE, LOBBY FOR A DELETE BUTTON ON CHITTS? CAN YOU USE YOUR CRAZY INFLUENCE AND SHARED "CEO" STATUS TO PRESSURE CHITTR'S OWNER INTO ADDING A DELETE BUTTON?
After THAT display of gutting emotional vulnerability? Absolutely not. :B
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
OH. WOW. THE 30TH COMMENT. WHAT A MILESTONE. I WOULD OFFER YOU A PRIZE, BUT THE TERM "RICHER THAN GOD" BECAME OBSOLETE BECAUSE OF YOU, SPECIFICALLY. YOU CAN HAVE A FORTUNE COOKIE OR SOMETHING, BUT YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT IT SAYS.
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!"
BECAUSE YOUR SPECIFIC BRAND OF "FUCKED IN THE HEAD" MAKES ME WANT TO STRANGLE YOU, NOT CONSOLE YOU.
Boy howdy dude from the looks of this here post it seems like you wanna do a whole helluva lot more than strangle. Unless its my chicken youre itching to choke!
SHUUUUT THE FUCK UP. I'M NOT COMING ONTO ANYBODY. THE TIERLIST HAD *TWENTY* INDIVIDUALS TO SORT BETWEEN *FOUR* CATEGORIES, SO I PICKED THE CLOSEST OR MOST PLAUSIBLE OF THE FOUR AS TO NOT EXCLUDE ANYBODY. I'M NOT TRYING TO DO A DAMN FUCKING THING TO YOUR "CHICKEN". #NSFW
Okie dokie! If we were kicking feet and clicking heels in the physical world id slip you a key card with my hotel deets but SUIT yourself.
I'M GOING TO TRY TO SAY THIS AS GENUINELY AND WITH AS MUCH HELPFUL INTENT AS I CAN SQUEEZE OUT OF MY PUSHER, YOU DON'T WANT TO STICK YOURSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BULLSHIT SITUATION WITH YOUR DEPRESSING ASS ALTERNATE.
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.
Much obliged. Keep up the good work.
#NSFW I GUESS. #LATEONTHETREND https://images.squidge.org/images/2026/04/12/image_2026-04-13_002119851.png
WELL, HIS NAME IS VICTOR. YURI WAS NOT INCLUDED ON THE LIST.
HM, LET ME TRY A DIFFERENT STUPID ASS JOKE RESPONSE. "YES, HE WAS FUCKING YURI, BUT IT WOULD BE DANGEROUS TO DO IT ON THE ICE."
THAT'S A WIN FOR SONADOW. FINAL POLL BEFORE THE NUMBER OF USERS ONLINE DIPS TOO LOW TO EVEN BOTHER. <3 - SPIRK <> - DESTIEL <3< - HOUSE X WILSON c3< - JOHNLOCK
alright destiel steamroll these nerds
If House x Wilson doesn't clear, I'm 8om8ing a Chili's.
I THINK YOU MIGHT HAVE ME CONFUSED FOR SOMEONE ELSE, *STRANGER I HAVE NEVER MET*.
oh wow youre right my mistake dude i dont know youre nothing like my buddy karkat hes a real asshole with bad breath sorry for the confusion
SO I'VE HEARD. THAT REALLY DOES SEEM TO BE THE GENERAL CONSENSUS, DOESN'T IT? DON'T WORRY, I WON'T TAKE OFFENSE THIS TIME TO BEING MISTAKEN FOR SUCH A CONTENTIOUS FIGURE.
OK. SASUNARU CLEARLY SWEPT THE FIRST POLL. HERE'S THE SECOND POLL. <3 - NARUMITSU <> - KOMAHINA <3< - SONADOW c3< - RED X BLUE (POKEMON)
TAKING A POLL. <3 - KAWOSHIN <> - SASUNARU <3< - LAWLIGHT c3< - ZOSAN
IS THERE A FIFTH OPTION YOU WOULD LIKE TO PENCIL IN AS THE "OTHER" VOTE?
#NOWPLAYING https://open.spotify.com/track/5Qk72xAbHXMzOWL6gS5Gcp
[[LOL LMAO WRONG ACCOUNT BUT IM GONNA ROLL WITH IT
YES, I TOOK THE TEST. NO, I'M NOT POSTING THE RESULTS.
IN YOUR OPINION AND/OR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, IF YOU HAD TO PICK JUST TWO QUADRANTS THAT ARE THE *WORST* TO VACILLATE BETWEEN, WHICH TWO QUADRANTS WOULD YOU PICK, AND WHY? IF YOU'RE ANTISOCIAL AND DON'T FEEL LIKE PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE IN THE FORM OF A *CHITTR REPLY*, YOU CAN ALSO USE THE QUAD REACTS TO EXPRESS YOUR OPINION ON THE MATTER, I GUESS.
I would say the most frustr8ting quadrants to vacill8te 8etween would 8e ashen and 8lack. You're already trying to keep two parties from 8ecoming mortal enemies tearing each other apart, it 8ecomes even more of an issue when you find yourself una8le to remain impartial when one of them is genuinely making you want to pull your hair out. I am trying to *help* you and you want to try to shift our relationship towards kismesisitude?? When I have had personal experience with how 8adly you are at managing your own hatred so much that we've entered a quadrant a8out it? It is a new level of antagonism that could lead to further escalation in the ashen quadrant in order to further get a rise out of you from your hateful solicitor.
THAT DOES SOUND UNIQUELY AND EXCRUCIATINGLY FRUSTRATING. I HADN'T EVEN CONSIDERED THAT ANGLE. MY SINCERE FUCKING CONDOLENCES TO YOU ON THAT SITUATION. THIS DOES ACTUALLY MAKE ME FEEL SOMEWHAT BETTER ABOUT THE STUPID BULLSHIT I'VE GOTTEN MYSELF INTO.
I'm not saying that I've had personal experience with this. This was just a hypothetical that I am in no way claiming as a real thing I have had actually had to deal with that was an aggravating exercise in restraint. I cannot 8e more clear a8out this point, 8ecause I don't need anyone to interrog8te me a8out any theoretical "quadrant drama" I definitely have not 8een in. If I did, and if it was, yes, I imagine it would 8e an unsatisfactory 8itch of a situation.
SURE YEAH, OF COURSE. THAT WAS PRESUMPTUOUS OF ME. ENTIRELY MY BAD.
WELL NOW THAT THAT'S OVER, AND IN LIEU OF PROCESSING ANY OF MY PERSONAL FEELINGS ON THE MATTER, OR IN FACT HAVING CONVERSATIONS WITH ANY RELEVANT PARTIES, WE ARE BACK ON FOR "MIDNIGHT RAIN."
I HAD NEARLY RESOLVED MYSELF TO NEVER WRITE FOR THIS TAG AGAIN, BUT @beforianTimes ISSUED A CHALLENGE I COULD NOT REFUSE. THIS QUITE POSSIBLY COULD BE THE LAST ERIDANXREADER YOU GET FROM ME. TRY TO CONTAIN YOUR RELIEF. #LEIJONWRITING #ERIDANWEEK #DAYOFREST #ERIDANXREADR #RPF #SUBSTANCE #YAOI YOU'D ENTERED THIS BAR WITH HIGH EXPECTATIONS. THIS WASN'T THE KIND OF PLACE YOU WOULD USUALLY PATRONIZE, BUT WHEN A HANDSY TEAL TELLS YOU SHE KNOWS THE PERFECT PLACE FOR A RENDEVOUS, YOU GO WHEREVER THE FUCK SHE TELLS YOU. UNFAMILIAR FACES CAME AND WENT, BUT MOSTLY THEY WENT. TROLLS AND HOURS ALIKE PASS YOU BY WHILE YOU SIT CONSPICUOUSLY AT A WOBBLY LITTLE TABLE WITH A GOOD LINE OF SIGHT TO THE ENTRANCE. YOU WERE OVERDRESSED FOR THIS PLACE, WHICH MADE YOU LOOK LIKE EVEN MORE OF A LOSER WHEN YOUR EXPECTED COMPANY NEVER SHOWED. SHE'D ANSWERED THE FIRST COUPLE OF MESSAGES INQUIRING ON HER WELL-BEING OR MAYBE AN ETA WITH ASSURANCE THAT SHE WAS ON HER WAY, JUST UNFORTUNATELY DELAYED. THE THIRD MESSAGE GOT NO RESPONSE, AND YOU NEVER SENT A FOURTH. YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT SOONER. IT'S NOT LIKE YOU DIDN'T ACCEPT AFTER THE FIRST FORTY MINUTES THAT YOU'D BEEN STOOD UP. YOU MAY BE STUPID, BUT YOU'RE NOT FULLY DELUSIONAL. THERE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ANYTHING ANCHORING YOU TO THAT CHAIR, BUT GETTING UP AND WALKING OUT WOULD MAKE THE SHAME AND DEFEAT FEEL THAT MUCH MORE REAL. YOU WANT A DRINK. THE THOUGHT IS ENOUGH TO BREAK YOUR INERTIA AND DRAG YOUR BODY TO THE BAR COUNTER IN THE BACK. IF THE BARTENDER HAS ANY THOUGHTS ABOUT YOUR OVERLONG STAY AT YOUR TABLE OR THE MIGRATION YOU'VE FINALLY MADE TO HIS BAR, IT DOESN'T SHOW ON HIS FACE. YOU PREFER THE DISINTEREST. WHATEVER HE GIVES YOU BARELY PASSES AS THE THING YOU HAD ASKED FOR, BUT IT'S CHEAP, AND IT WORKS SERVICEABLY AS A SUBSTITUTE FOR THINKING. YOU DOWN THE FIRST ONE AND NURSE THE SECOND. TURNING OUT THE CONTENTS OF YOUR ACID TRACT WOULD BE ONE HUMILITATION TOO MANY FOR THE NIGHT. WHEN THE STOOL NEXT TO YOU DRAGS NOISILY AGAINST THE CONCRETE FLOOR, YOU DON'T RAISE YOUR BULBS FROM YOUR DRINK. YOU KNOW WHO IT *WON'T* BE, SO IT'S NOT LIKE IT MATTERS WHO IT *IS*. YOU'RE ALLOWED A COUPLE MORE MOMENTS OF SILENT BROODING BEFORE YOU'RE STARTLED OUT OF IT BY TWO FINGERS TRACING A TICKLISH TRAIL DOWN YOUR FOREARM TOWARD YOUR WRIST. YOUR GAZE SNAPS UP TO THE STRANGER SMILING AT YOU FROM THE NEXT SEAT. "so noww youll look at me" YOU YANK YOUR HAND AWAY. "IF YOU WANTED MY ATTENTION THAT BADLY, YOU COULD HAVE JUST SPOKEN UP. CREEP." YOU SEE ANNOYANCE FLICKER OVER HIS FEATURES, BUT HE DISPELLS IT BEFORE IT CAN SETTLE IN. HE SEEMS TO ELECT TO IGNORE YOUR STATEMENT ENTIRELY. "wwill you let me buy you your next one?" HE GESTURES TO YOUR NEAR-EMPTY GLASS. YOU SQUINT AT HIM. "AND IF I SAY ABSOLUTELY THE HELL NOT?" HE RAISES HIS PALMS TO YOU AS IF IN SURRENDER. "then id leavve i just thought it wwas a shame for someone as easy on the bulbs as you to be drinkin all alone" YOU SCOFF AT HIM, BUT ROLL THE IDEA AROUND YOUR PAN FOR A MOMENT NONETHELESS. SURE. WHY NOT. YOU CONCEDE. "WHATEVER. GO AHEAD." HE GETS THE BARTENDER TO BRING YOU BOTH A GLASS OF YOUR SWILL OF CHOICE. YOU'RE SURPRISED TO SEE HIM ORDER THE SAME THING AS YOU. FROM THE RINGS ON HIS FINGERS AND THE HUE OF HIS SIGN, YOU WOULD HAVE ASSUMED HE'D HAVE MORE EXPENSIVE TASTES. IS HE REALLY THAT INVESTED IN WINNING YOUR FAVOR? YOU WATCH, MORE INTERESTED THAN YOU WANT TO BE, AS HE RAISES THE GLASS TO HIS LIPS. HE CAN'T SUPPRESS HIS IMMEDIATE, REFLEXIVE GRIMACE WHEN THE LIQUID REACHES HIS TASTE SPONGE. "HAH!" OF COURSE HE'D HATE IT. YOU DON'T EVEN PARTICULARLY LIKE IT. YOU DO KIND OF ADMIRE HIM FOR TRYING, THOUGH. "youvve really been drinkin this crap all night?" YOU PREFER HIM SPEAKING FRANKLY LIKE THIS TO HIS INITIAL ATTEMPTS AT BEING PLEASANT. "ALL NIGHT IS A BIT OF A STRETCH. I'D HAD ALL OF TWO GLASSES BEFORE YOU BOUGHT THE THIRD." "and i dont knoww howw you persuaded your tract to keep evven that much dowwn" "BECAUSE I'M NOT A FUCKING PRISS." HE NARROWS HIS GAZE AT YOU FOR A MOMENT. HIS BULBS SEARCH YOU FOR SOMETHING. HE MIGHT BE DECIDING IF YOU'RE WORTH IT. THEN HIS STARE RELENTS, HIS POSTURE LOOSENS, AND HE SHRUGS. "it aint prissy its classy" "CLASS? IN A PLACE LIKE THIS?" "wwell wwe dont havve to stay in this sorta place ivve got a much nicer one not too far from here" HE NODS TOWARD THE DOOR. "theyre closin up here anywway its gonna be light sooner than later" HE'S RIGHT ABOUT THAT. WHILE YOU WERE SULKING AT THE BAR, SOMEONE SWEPT THROUGH AND STACKED ALL THE CHAIRS. YOU CAN FEEL THE BARTENDER'S BULBS BORING INTO THE BACK OF YOUR NUGBONE. "you dont seem eager to get back to your owwn hivve but i dont mind showwin you to mine" A BEAT OF SILENCE. "FUCK IT. SURE."
it's a little 0ut 0f character if i'm being h0nest.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR INPUT. YES, I HAD TO TAKE SOME LIBERTIES HERE. FOR THE PLOT TO REACH ITS INTENDED CONCLUSION, ERIDAN DID HAVE TO BE ABLE TO CONVINCE THE READER INSERT TO LEAVE WITH HIM, SO THE VERSION OF ERIDAN IN THIS FIC BEHAVES HIMSELF BETTER THAN WHICHEVER ERIDAN YOU MIGHT KNOW PERSONALLY.
OK. THE SMALL LETTERS ARE STARTING TO FEEL PATHETIC. DROPPING THAT RIGHT NOW. ANYWAY. WHAT'S A SITUATIONSHIP?
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
you couldn't pay me enough caeger to check the timeline tonight. i'm recovering quietly on this page here and in direct messages. the rest of the site does not exist right now.
