♣️ Rose Lalonde ♣️
@flightyBroad
Curious lifelong yearner. INTJ. Questioning. Think naught of my lines of inquiry intersecting where they may. I seek to furnish understanding of the world with fetching scarves of erudite information.
I beg and caution you all. Please do not bring up American psychologist Harry Harlow around my brother. It is not a rule. I am powerless to punish anyone formally. But he will make existence an ornery and suffering filled one. Propagating annoyance unending.
started me up about what harry "if its a chimp give it a limp" harlow am i sharing too much about harry "a clothed mouth oos no ah ahs" harlow harry "wire mother didnt make it" harlow
oh that sounds fucked up why does your brother idolize a monkey murderer
There's nothing to get. He is just going to keep making morbid puns about how monkeys were tortured in unethical experimentations led by American psychologist Harry Harlow. That is the entire joke. There is no subtext or peer review.
idolize who harry "the isolation tank top" harlow bro i am scared to fucking death of harry "finally someone let me outta my cage" harlow dont even fucking joke i cannot stand harry "feed a capuchin capsaicin" harlow lvp of all time least valued person of all time
He doesn't. He just knows this one singular cosmic instance of a joke annoys the everloving hells out of me. But he does it anyway for precisely that reason.
oh it's ragebaiting i misunderstood and thought he was smart my b
why would you ever think that of me how did i hurt you so
honestly my mistake for thinking a strider had intelligence soz fam
...So it's possible. Tremendously difficult. Excruciatingly painful. But possible.
whatever youre thinking of doing im gonna make fun of you really fucking hard if it turns out it was stupid as hell
Oh this is going to be fun to watch. And/or agonizingly tragic.
Is it wrong of me to experience a peculiar sort of gender envy? Jade ostensibly lucked out by becoming an animal amalgamate. What I wouldn't give for tentacular appendages. To be some manner of "OUTER GOD TIER" that can coil and curl and grasp and climb and...light a half dozen ceremonial candles a half dozen times over, ultimately spuriously usurping my own fate with the underbelly of bestial hell's intervention. Squeezing through small spaces. Handlessly solving a rubik's cube. Turn pages without having to lick my thumb. I'm experiencing a strange and unreasonable sort of jasprosesprite^2 and jasprosesprite envy.
Aww, Rose! I'm sure one day we will be drawn into a Freaky Friday bodyswap situation and each forced to live a day in each other's shoes, almost ruining each other's relationships but instead somehow making them better. And you will get to be the tentacle pussy. :3
it is not all fun and games but i wouldnt trade my bec half for the world! im sure youll have the eldritch body of your prophetic dreams someday rose <3
The first Pokémon I ever managed to bring to level 100 was Cradily. Yes. The tactile tendrils were partially related to my decision to elect to do so, and yes, the gender envy of an ancient primordial tentacle beast from the bottom of the sea was an insurmountable obstacle in mitigating my own angsty feelings about it. But I loved its Toxic and Recover attacks. The fact that its Suction Cups made it an ideal user of Barrier and Amnesia to wall it off against offensive threats. Cradily was like a much beloved friend to me. I fantasized about my mother coming home from the store, or the PO box with a surprise plushie of the cute little tendril faced bastard. It was never meant to be, however.
oOH, tHIS IS SUCH A GOOD CHOICE, tHIS GUY IS SO, uNDERRATED, i LOVE USING 1T IN, tHE ROMHACK rADICAL rED, wHEREIN IT GETS, sAPPY sEED, sO IT CAN APPLY lEECH sEED, wHILE BENEFITING FROM, aN aSSAULT vEST, sO IT CAN TAKE HITS, fOR NIGHTS, aND IT HAS sTORM dRAIN OF COURSE, tO NEUTRAL1ZE wATER, iT IS JUST, a VERY GOOD, fELLOW, gRASS/rOCK IS A SURPRIS1NGLY, rOBUST TYPE COMBINATION,
Dave is being stupid. Do not be stooped. I beg the Chittr community. Do. Not. Enable. My. Annoying. Twit. Of a brother. Stand aghast and beware, my ostensibly self-deprecating fraternal unit. He of the meticulously cultivated ironic detachment and the sunglasses that serve as both affectation and emotional deflection technique for the many merited eyerolls provoked by my calling him out on his bullshit. He has graced the digital commons with a photographic rendering of his cranial plumage. The specimen in question: a strikingly bisected coiffure, that magpie mélange of corvid darkness and wheaten luminosity, cascading in artfully disheveled strata that speak to hours of mirror-bound deliberation disguised as casual indifference. Which, for reasons I entirely cannot fathom, @gutsyGumshoe has been taken in by. He proffers the alms of this visual testament accompanied by the alleged testimony of some cutesy Crocker interlocutor who has, purportedly, bestowed upon his visage the epithet "cute", a word he wields with the entirely feigned nonchalance of one who wishes to appear merely reporting external consensus rather than desperately harvesting validation like a starving aesthete gathering captivation crumbs from the banquet table of public opinion. Do not, *I implore you*, do not be seduced by this elaborate architecture of plausible deniability he has constructed with the precision of a master artisan. Observe, if you will, the mechanics of this psychological gambit: by presenting himself as the reluctant recipient of another's admiration, he sidesteps the vulnerability of directly soliciting affirmation, instead creating a vacuum of discourse into which the well-meaning masses feel compelled to rush with their own declarations of his alleged adorability. It is, in essence, a baited trap disguised as casual conversation, a *cri de coeur* wrapped in the protective lamination of irony, designed to extract from the unsuspecting scrollers the precise endearments he craves but cannot request without compromising that carefully maintained edifice of cool detachment. The desire runs deeper than the roots of that two-toned mane, my friends. It is a profound, almost pathological hunger for recognition—buried beneath seven layers of posturing and punchlines, yet pulsing with the insistence of a tell-tale heart beneath the floorboards of his guilt-addled constructed persona. @insufferablePrick indeed. He wishes to be seen as cute, yes, but more than that, he wishes to be *seen at all*, truly, deeply perceived, and if that perception must be filtered through the lens of endearing hair aesthetics, *dope* as he might say. He would say that. Because I know the manner in which my LITTLE brother speaks. He will post, and he will wait, and he will pretend surprise when the compliments arrive in their inevitable modest deluge. Resist, I beseech you. Recognize the machinations for what they are. And should you feel the urge to validate his deep-seated need for affection masquerading as indifference, perhaps consider instead psychoanalyzing him in the comments with the same ruthless thoroughness I have herein demonstrated. It is, after all, the only language he truly understands. And the only way to hold him accountable. https://chittr.ing/profile/insufferablePrick/ad55b763-f00b-46f4-920b-75372f1a4df0
also man fuck you sis i felt damn good about myself still motherfuckin do who cares if i was cute about it you are doing way too much
A gentle nudge towards the community! In order to afford greater clarity and understanding, a few alterations have been made to the verbiage of the required tags page (OOC and IC) on the website. The biggest change is the "CW" tag now spoilers your message in the same fashion as the #NSFW tag. This ensures that users can avoid exposure to bright flashing lights or materials that could be objectionable while scrolling. It also prevents the necessity of using the NSFW tag as a means of maintaining decency on otherwise SFW posts. As a reminder, there will inevitably be content featured by the community on the website that some may find objectionable, morally dubious, dark, or even patently a tea from a cupboard unlike anything resembling one's own. My affinity for the Great Old Ones is tragically known to be other than universal, and for that, I tag my content responsibly. It will be the expectation leveled loftily with all shoulders that each individual chooses to block, ignore, or ic block any accounts that post content that may be found especially troublesome, triggering, or disheartening. If you are exposed to material that is not properly tagged, or violates a specific site rule, such harassment, impersonation of another individual, or an underaged character - fictional or otherwise - please submit a ticket to the moderation team, and we will be happy to assist at the earliest convenience. In addition, we have also pushed a much-requested feature update. Color wheels now work in direct messages as well. If you set a color on another user's profile, that incantation-like change will take effect even in the confines of private intermingling of words. You may chat feverishly into the wee hours of wonderful nightmares concocted betwixt one another, eyes unmarred by unflattering color contrast. Thank you again for your part in making Chittr the best community it can be. We are grateful for your continually cherished presence. #GreatOldOnes #NSFW #NSFWE #NewRequiredTags #Feral #Teratophilia #CW-HORROR #SlightUpdate #CenturyOfProsperity #ColorWheelFix #SiteUpdates #WitchChittr #ScryingOrbInsights
oh so i get my first and only ever pinned chitt and purely coincidentally like shesus christ of nastybreath you get your own rising above mine three days later this is bullshit thanks for the site stuff though
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this is fucked up beyond belief hoh im heated im going to create a ticket about this like a sane ass well adjusted motherfucker hoh just you wait the moderation team is gonna be getting a freestyle earful about this im rollin up my sleeves my rolexes because i got more than one of them shits theyre comin up with em with my sleeves thats tats and fabric just fyi we are having this out in a civil and respectfully voiced sort of way in the discord which can be found https://discord.gg/9uSdCPXefB for any onlookers who might be curious hoh man thats where ill be dontchu know the i in idk stands for irate and if you didnt know that before youre about to find out real real quick
thank you for telling everyone rose!! as the mod team its our job to communicate clearly and fairly with the community and youre doing that in your wonderfully long winded fashion :D
If my tentacles could just stay out, life would be so much easier.
I will forever support the sovereign right of every Dave to do something so cosmically repugnant to the nature of reality and temporal continuity that it flirts with the fringes of dooming the timeline into an irretrievable tailspin from reality's divergent state.
Ah. Nothingness. What a concept. #TransitionGoals #GenderEuphoria #I-am-literally-nothing #The-lidless #The-unblinking #Void #Fear-me-agelessly #Happy #Pride
Horribly manipulative way to reel me back in. https://i.imgur.com/6GeaDaL.png
OH NO, DON'T T3MPT TO TO R31NST4LL OV3RW4TCH.
They keep telling me, in squawking voices of easily disregarded incoherence, "rose you cant just let them grow to immeasurably fuckmassive size going grimdark its dangerous". Yeah. Well perhaps I WANT to be in danger. Maybe i WANT to gaze upon a titanic friend and feel the cold sweat of existential awe. Grow up. Read a book. Do. Big people things. And let me watch please. I am only documenting. #NSFWE #Macrophilia #Microphilia #Giant #Giantess #Gender-is-complex #Egbert #Can-be-either #Size-fetish #ExtremeSizeDifference #Growth #Growing #Tattling-on-me https://i.imgur.com/QULqVJI.png
ok but it is though like live your dreams but if you get crushed and pancaked i am so not paying the tab at dennys when they syrup your bitch ass buttermilk bitch some friend you are hogging all the sweet honeys for yourself you dont need all that move over let the strider slide her i mean him i mean they all of the above
We are in unerring congruence. They say bigger is better. But when bigger is people. Suddenly everyone is up in arms. Arms belonging to said bigger people, to clarify. All of them. Carried away in a strictly physical heaving breast tissue-compounded sense, just behind the head. The hypocrisy is almost deafening as her titanic laughter to all below.
We listen and we do not judge. Dollification. I don't believe in love at first sight. But seeing someone's eyes glazed over while I climb over them, both of us fully aware the other cannot lift a finger to stop me? Even knowing that they never would if they could? That just might come infuriatingly close sooner than I do at the sight alone. There's something so soft and serene about listless dependency and it makes for a beautiful grounds for artistic expression. For as long as I've harbored a warm fondness for the idea of helping people in a tangible (and clinical?) sense, I've always really deeply and emphatically loved the idea of swivel jointed parts, articulated limbs and removeable as well as re-attachable replacements or augmentations. There's a vulnerability in being willing to let another take you apart in a tangible sense. A willful helplessness. An unobstructed dependency. And frankly. I find this ridiculously attractive. Even outside of a strictly fetishistic or kink lens, the aesthetic goes unfuckwithably hard. You cannot fuck up or fuck with something so adorable and palpable in blamelessness as an ornate doll. Yet for personal reasons entirely unworthy of belaboring in even a single superfluous mention, I want to. There are so many different proliferations of what makes dolls satisfying beyond my own brainweirds. Cursed sentient dolls. Creepy caretaker's animated dummies. An extreme metaphorical extrapolation of latent psychosexual urge towards dormancy made manifest in full-body paralysis. The desire to feel and experience a sort of obedient sleep that wakes with neither stir nor compulsion. Stilted speech patterns and quiet lilts that suggest a trancelike state. I will never be too old for dolls. My dolls just aged with me. #NSFW #NSFWE #Dollification #BDSM #Dolls #BodyHorror #Living+doll #Loss+of+agency #Dubcon #SexToys #But+the+toys+are+people #Noncon #CNC
Quite literally, in my case. :3
I wish I could enjoy wizard pussy like the masses. Alas, I am several consecutive therapeutic breakthroughs and at least two medications shy of such luxuries. #NSFW #Substance #Or #Rather #Substances #Two #To #Be #Precise
If the night were a woman, I think I would kiss her. Smooth the drapes of her hair and wrap them around us as makeshift curtains. I would end all acts, drop all pretenses, and fess up to her about the comfort she always brings me. Even in absence. Especially in long, waking, tirelessly exhausted absences, I miss her. I would tell her I'm sorry for all the times she just barely missed the precious sunrises with me. How many times I wish I had laid my head back and stargazed with her. If the night were a woman, I would confess my deepest regrets for sleeping through all our appointments, rendezvous, and illicit hookups. Missing them by many a day's span. I would let her enormous fingerprints tease over my spine and tickle down the small of my back as she abducts me onto her lap. Her meadowlike fingerprints would spread onwards forever, and I would only bask at her comforting black vastness. I would smother my tears with the surface of her legs, and cradle my face in soft pities and half-suppressed chuckles. I would laugh at the absurdity, that the woman who was the end and start of my days for as long as I have had them had gone thankless for so long. If the night were a woman, I think, I would have to do more than kiss her. But it would be a nice start to showing what she means to me.
Hahah. No, she doesn’t need to see this. I would be embarrassed!
Too late, my love. I'm sure she follows the tag.
If it makes you feel any better, I'm working on a rankbait post too.
The night will be long. Unforgivable. And cruel. Before long you will weep tears of repentance. “My love”.
I just wanted to issue something of an esteemed show of unadulterated appreciation for @cynicalAgathokakological helping exhume and necromantically resurrect a dead and buried childhood dream of mine. Showing up to a sleepover in a pretty dress. I arrived in adulthood somewhat unfulfilled in many ways. Felt that some universal experiences were impractical or not worth asking for, irrespective of if I really wanted to feel them. But. It feels almost tear-inducingly wretching? At any rate...Alternia is...bigger! Than I was expecting. Much broader and...deeply fulfilling to wander and mill about just taking in all the sights to digest exhaustively and process. I imagine @cynicalAgathokakological is quite enthusiastic to talk about! I just wanted to share my deepest affections and thrills. Thank you. Batslouch. You lot were wonderful. https://i.imgur.com/qoWBRbz.png https://i.imgur.com/Cgii59s.png
thank you for the wild mouse c..hase too ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ
For no reason at all. Does anybody happen to have commemorative Scooby Doo postage stamps, 5th anniversary or even older? I am hardly a seasoned collector, so I will most certainly be the sort of rube to overpay. But cost is hardly a consideration. The package will have to survive an angular momentum flexible departure to the Apostate Moon. Much appreciation.
oh no!!!!!!!!! did you run out?????? jeez how many letters do you even send this guy?? :P
Depends on how many he doesn’t read. It is like a gacha banner where the low % feature banner is a monosyllabic word like “hot” or “ok” and the average is apathetic indifference, no response, or a freshly printed sheet of featureless paper bearing no text.
man......... thats really rough!!!! i guess you dont really get out to see him a lot so he might just be ticked off about that?? or he might not realize that the letters are actually from you????????? have you tried color coding your envelopes :?
A far more valid strategy than initially anticipated. I got a “Yeah” this time.
Do I really resemble a lamb all that closely?
aw, that is such a cute mental picture! lamb rose.
p0st hairdo and we can all find 0ut
gonna be honest i thought that said laMMp at first it MMight be tiMMe to hit the cupe
YOU KNOW, DR4GONS DO LOV3 TO P1CK UP L1V3STOCK.... SO M4YB3 YOU 4R3 L4MB-COD3D.
yes :D i get cuteness aggression and want to bite you!!!
I really ought to tag my #hypnosis posting. That last sleepy ribbing led to the spurious pilgrimage of no fewer than three lost souls asking me to “hypnotize them into liking” themselves or “mindjacking them into showering regularly also”. The poor huddled masses. By string and by spiral, you must be saved.
oh gosh rose i will admit! i might like to give that a try too....
You are getting sleepy. Very. Very sleepy. Your eyelids are growing wearily heavy. Your breathing. Labored. Attentions. Shorter. Briefer. Tinier. You are slumping forward. Tired. Spent. I didn’t do this to you. Hypnotic suggestion barely played a part. You just need a better sleep schedule.
> excuse y0u, 1 actually slept when 1 was supp0sed t0 th1s t1me. even 1f l1ke. f0r half the t1me 1 sh0uld've.
You can feel your body sinking deeper and deeper still with every breath you take. You notice the ease with which tension sloughs off your shoulders like sud rich water in the shower. The narrower your eyes wince. The harder it is to read my words anymore. And the easier it is to relax. You don’t need your eyelids open to read what I am saying. You know I am right. Sleepyhead.
Counterpoint. If you don’t sleep, however, you will never be strong enough to throw down.
Hey. Look. Ma. I made it. https://i.imgur.com/TDBmvh6.png
thats not how you jpeg artifact a post
Absolutely a relief such was not my intention. The dark forces that conspire behind the dimming of screens simply warp my posts how they will. I am told, in hastily hushed whispers, this is the fate of any true Woegothic, and that there will never be a dearth of such bizzarity.