talk dirty to me but like more so just telling me how you’ll consume my very being #nsfwe
a first sip, innocent and curious, is a dangerous act i’ll soon drink, consumed by greed, until i’m one with the nothingness and the nothingness is one with me
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Oh, psh, that's easy...!!!! ( Ꮚ⚅ᨎ⚅Ꮚ) < Lemme set th'mood... [] https://jumpshare.com/s/DI0S0v4AI3QgjQXOeGMM [] ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Roll me a Constitution saving throw... ( Ꮚ⚀ロ⚀Ꮚ) < Only an unmodified [6]? With modifiers an [11]? Hooohhhh, golly gee, this one's not gonna turn out too good fer ya...! You brought an extra character sheet, right? D'amore, that's amore no more...!!! (੯ूᵕ̤ू Ꮚ)~ < ...As the little scurrying squeakpests litter yer periphery on all sides, ya find yourself blind to all sights but the flittin' swishes 'o tails, the brandished undersides 'o stampedin' paws...and the hideous gnashin' of fangs...these squeakpests can chew through cinderblock with enough persistence, and prone as you are, they'll be makin' attacks at advantage... o-( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd rollllaaaaaannnnn baaaaahlong~ ✨ ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < [19] +2 to hit...2d6, that's...[12] total piercing damage, another attack from the nearby swarm... [17] +2 to hit, another 2d6 for [10] damage...there's barely anything left! (੯ूᵕ̤ू Ꮚ)~ < The squeakpests scurry with avaracious intent. They're fixin' t'make off with ya! Whatever pieces you may've felt unwanted or unworthy...they've captured with th'tenacity of a troublesome set 'o tyrants of the floor b'low...!!! Every fibrous scrap 'o clothin' has been made off with, thread by thread...!!!!! Every hankerin' fer blood 'n for flesh fed!!!!! Yain't able t'make heads or tails of where ya are or what's left of you, 'n what would be the point? You're wanted so bad, so exclusively, so all consumin'-like...that there ain't enough to identify you with...!!! But I can. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < 'Cuz I like you super lots!!!! And...I love playin' 'nd pallin' around whitcha!!!
this was oddly very sweet on top of that image your posts are always delightful to read
As the void sea begins to fill within you, you lost to its wave, drowning you just beneath the surface. But in the grasp of it, its frozen touch becomes your only warmth. Soothing, relaxing, quiet. You know understand, as every orifice welcomes it in.
( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < Pschhhhh!!!! Ewe got yerself t'thank for that!!!!!! Yer prompts are always so gosh-darn inspo rich...th'stuff is RIFE with grounds t'make some cutie patootie encounters 'n get my pumper lit ablaze t'visitcha with my thoughts!!!!
you’re welcome here any time and if you play by the way we could play together i don’t often anymore, but i could make an exception for you
how deep can one fall into such an abyss? clearly you’re consumed but it doesn’t seem such a terrible fate
( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < Aww, y'really mean it???? ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < I ain't had a buddy t'top tables with or FLARP or Fiduspawn or delve or pall around all diversion-like in so dang long!!!! ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Long as yer sure...! I'm plenty happy t'play the typa stuff that interests you...'cuz it's bound to interest me too! Talkin' about...MACABRE stuff, the dead, after-dusk thoughts, grapplin' necks...didja know I could keep someone from suckin' air down their windchute with just two fingers!??!?! Grip strength from frequent lil jots 'n chisels doin' some CRAZY work...!!!! ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < But yeah, no trouble at all!!!!
undeath is interesting in every universe, and an endless world of possibilities gives the best opportunity to explore its every aspect. and that sounds like you’ve tried it before on someone’s windchute lol