♦ pitied by @grenadineAuspex
I'm a little tipsy and need an ego boost. This is your opportunity to sexually harass me in the replies. Men need not apply. {{ #suggestive }}
Cowwards. Is it because I'm 50? :( #substance
Those ★re public?
I'm honored. You know, the first time i Saw you, I assumed you a portent of doom, if you can believe it. A vision of my planet once trolls took over. But I never saw conquest, or familiar landscapes corrupted by hive matter. Just you, creating something beautiful. So I have to assume your significance is much different. Who are you, on your planet?
I agree. That said, I... I like your topiaries. They're beautiful.
I miss you.
You as well, my Gardener, but for different reasons. I wish I could speak more plainly, but I think my role in this is as a guide. When you meet her eyes, don't look away. Speak in the language of flowers. She'll understand.
I was just 8eginning to em8ark upon my hive visits for those few cullees i have who are capa8le of staying within their own hives for treatment, and due to my lack of vision, mis-stepped and tum8led horn over foot into quite the expansive fissure! It was quite the trial to escape, 8ut I have finally managed it! I truly hope that my patients do not 8egrudge me my l8tness.
yOU ARE MORE THAN YOU KNOW m1LADY, - n1TRAM-DONO
So+ wo+uld I tho+ught the iro+ny being me jo+y.
I HOPE WE'RE ALL SUBJECT TO SUCH AN INDEFINITE AMOUNT OF SPONGE WRINGING, SPINE WOBBLING PAIN THAT THE CONCEPT OF EXISTENCE ITSELF SHEDS A SINGLE LIMPID FUCKING PUKE TEAR FOR US. LIKE OUR JUSTIFIED PUNISHMENT IS SO TRULY AWFUL, IT FEELS LIKE A MAJOR FUCKING GASH SNAZZARD FOR EVERYTHING IT'S DONE SIMPLY BY BEING A CONCEPT AND MAKING US EXIST BECAUSE OF IT. AND I'D WRITE ALL OF THIS DOWN IN MY STATE-SANCTIONED MANIFESTATION DIARY IF I HAD THE SIMPLE LUXURY OF BEING ABLE TO MOVE MY ARMS AROUND AT ALL. BUT I DON'T. SO SOMEONE'S GOING TO HAVE TO DO IT FOR ME, UNLESS WE ALL COLLECTIVELY WANT TO SIGN UP FOR ANOTHER WHO-THE-FUCK-KNOWS-HOW-LONG OF THIS ENDLESS ASS PAGEANT.
You can hire me to 8e a professional h8r at your opponent's funerals!
OH GOD. OH, NO NO NO NO NO! *FUCK* NO! WHO IN THEIR SICKLY FUCKING THOUGHT STEM THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO SHOW HER THIS WEBSITE? YOU'D BETTER ROUND UP ALL OF YOUR FAVORITE FOUR-LETTER WORDS AND KISS THEM GOODBYE ON THE FRONTS AND BACKS OF THEIR CHAFED GRIPESACS. BECAUSE WE ARE *NEVER* GOING TO HAVE A MOMENT OF PEACE ON THIS PITIFUL PLATFORM AGAIN. I HOPE YOU'RE ALL HAPPY.
EVERY TIME I LOG IN IT’S LIKE SOME DRAMA BOMB HAS BLOWN UP, AND EVERYONE’S VISCERA IS STREWN ABOUT HAPHAZARDLY. INCREDIBLE WORK, CLEAN IT UP, IT’S MAKING ME GAG.
Is there anyone of my own age still present here, aside from that disgraced Empress, the failure of law enforcement executed 8y hanging and those who find themselves su8jug8ted 8y a despica8le dome-head. #violence
THIS IS MY FIRST CHIT, AND WHO KNOWS, MAYBE IT’LL BE MY LAST. I’VE ALREADY SEEN MY FAIR SHARE OF PETULANT WINDBAGS SPEWING HOOFBEAST SHIT FROM THEIR WINDHOLES. I’M KARKAT. LOCATION: BEFORUS, YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW WHERE. AGE: 12 SWEEPS AND COUNTING. I GOT STUCK WITH A BORING AS ALL HELL JOB IN THE MINES, SO IN MY FREE TIME, I WRITE. AND POST HERE TOO NOW APPARENTLY. LUCKY YOU THAT YOU GET TO READ IT, IT MUST BE PERIGREES EVE. THAT’S ALL THE INFORMATION YOU GET, I NEED TO GET BACK TO EDITING MY NEXT CHAPTER.
Majority of you are far too young to have me assign such initials onto, and the older mem8ers are planet length ancient who I'd rather toss into a whirlpool.
Just when you thought that the timeline could not sink to new lows, something of *that* nature crosses the feed. 8ut it is alright. Fret not, my dears, for this sordid little num8er will not 8e ruining my shift this fine evening! I shall not 8e swayed 8y a mere piece of fiction written 8y a troll who has never seen a proper cullward. My dignity remains intact, despite this attempt upon it. As any good nursemaid would tell you, patient incontinence is the least of our worries when working with those who are sla8ridden. Often times, it is of much more concern to ensure that the troll in question does not develop sla8sores, or worse, develop an infection of their 8reathsacks due to inactivity, as can happen in cases such as was descri8ed on this truly sleazy post. Hair and horn care are often left to the wayside in lesser 8eforan wards than that which I oper8 within, and I can assure you that all patients have their toileting needs taken care of with all grace and dignity held at the forefront of everyone's minds. What I find to 8e most uncomforta8le here is the dual fetishiz8tion of the profession of nurse as well as the nature of a sla88ound cullee as a means to explore erotic power dynamics. In truth, there is quite a 8it of harassment that we medicullers experience at the hands of our patients! This is often overlooked due to the discrepancy of our 8lood colors, 8ut many cullees see cool 8looded professionals as a means to deflect the Imperial Mand8 of Culling from their situ8tion, a sort of seeking of special privilege 8eyond what others might experience or expect. As someone who has experienced this sort of harassment 8efore, I decry this piece of fiction as little more than smutty imaginings of a non-8eforan troll trying to capitalize on the weakness of a gr8 author in her st8 of illness. For shame!!!!!!!! #lighttriadempathy #8eforusculling #fetishization #tw:powerdynamics
uncomfortably exhau2ted twoliight, what are you all up two?
Dull blades dull mind.
Then don't Focus on your task I am but a curious spectre
My mind escapes me o+nce again. I think I despise my dreams o+f existence. I've learned lo+ng ago+ that ho+pe hurts so+ why must I co+ntinue to+ hurt myself like this?
The feeling is mutual.
Yo+u and I are phanto+ms o+f what o+nce was tho+ugh will be again. Fo+r me yo+ur visio+ns and tapestry have already been made manifest. And yet we remain. Isn't that a twisted fo+rm o+f beautiful?
Do+es it bring yo+u co+mfo+rt to+ kno+w that in so+me wo+rld so+me versio+n o+f yo+urself gets to+ wilt beside her? I've been to+ld the shade and beauty is preserved even when wilted.
I just misclicked and hit a h8 react on one of my dear Zoologer's posts........ @affa8leCantor please don't take it personally! Another display of my horrid luck!
i think i am going to clean the entire hivve today there are so many swweat stains to go through but nothing is impossible if i put on my trusty apron and cleaning skirt
Naturally, my dear sweet ancesto+r.
I am n9t sure what t9 make 9f this. Quite cryptic y9u're 6eing here.
you mustnt givve up hope miss gardener keep trying and keep your chin up those delicate buds and tender stems quite your careful phalanges
Sometimes I wonder if these suffering warm8loods don't just expire in my care as a means of expressing spite. It is quite the uncharita8le thought, and one that I find myself repressing with some anger and fury. 8ut I must remem8er that all trolls have a 8uilt-in expir8tion date, one that is not for me to know. I may not 8e a8le to keep everyone as hale and hearty as they deserve, 8ut the soothing cerulean hues of my lamp at their 8edside at the very least gives them a gentle guide into the afterlife of their 8elief. That isn't to say that I view myself as a psychopomp 8y any means; 8eing such a figure would run antith8tical to what I am attempting as a healer. Instead, it is a 8urden I take on with all the care and reverence that it is due. #8lue8lood8urden #lighttriadempath
When next you find yourself in sopor's clutch Do not try and drive her from your mind Seek the Rose, by any other name She too has visions. Maybe they'll align, And form connection deep enough to meet Good luck
Ah I see Her Have you considered the path to inner peace may not be to banish the visions But to explore them
People with aphantasia experience this. They cannot visualize.
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We will talk in two days. Deal?
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(•́⍜•̀)🎪 SHOULD I ROLL BACK AROUND LIKE ONCE AN HOUR WITH INVITE LINKS FOR MUTHAHAFUCKERS THAHAT DIDN'T CATCH IT ON THE FIRST PARSE? :o? LIKE A MUTHAHAFUCKING PUBLIC TRANSIT DROPPING YOUR ASSES OFF STRAIGHT TO FIGHT NIGHT. OR WOULD THAHAT BE OVERLY MUTHAHAFUCKING GRATUITOUS AND UNWANTED? #fightnight
Dragging him into the depths of the forest and interlinking our souls so we can be together forever and ever. :)
Don't Worry, If I Am Drifting From You, That Is A Direct Result Of The Disorders I Have. It Is Not Because I Don't Like You. #positive.
D --> Nothing D --> Just pleased to see that you've joined Chittr.ing D --> It's nice to see you Ms. Maryam
I hold a fondness for every Kanaya Maryam. There is, in a sense, a piece of me for each of you. Quite literally, in fact, as I am a robot… haha, but I digress.
s0metimes you've just g0t two p0st some bullshit 0n the stupidass internet.
I SWEAR TO GOD, THE SECOND THESE ASSJOCKEYS LET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE, I'M GOING *BAKE SIXTEEN BEAUTIFUL PIES TO SHARE AMONG MY CLOSEST FRIENDS AND QUADRANTMATES* AND THEN *I'M GOING TO START SOME KIND OF FOUNDATION IN MY MOIRAIL'S NAME, FOR GRUBS OF SOME KIND OF LOWLY HATCH CIRCUMSTANCE OR SOME SHIT* AND IF ANY OF US ARE EVEN ALIVE AFTER THAT, THEN, I *PROMISE* WHOEVER'S LEFT WILL BE SO GODDAMN SORRY, THEY WISH THEY *TOOK A BIG OLD NAP ABOUT IT*! -- THIS POST IS PENDING FINAL REVIEW BY THE BEFORAN BUREAU OF PUBLIC INFORMATION. --
I am told the 8laze that overtook the ward within which I worked last night was cont8ined with very few lives lost. It reassures me that the lime Helpsmen who aid in the suppression of fires are so ready and a8le to assist us, 8e it during the dead of night or sometimes even during the day shift. A gr8 many of them have taken to calling me 8y Swansong, in addition to Lamplady. A 8it of a harsh ja8, 8ut I do my 8est to t8ke it in stride. Not all patients are a8le to survive their illnesses and wounds, though I wish it were not so. #lighttriadempath #swansong #ontheoriginofepithets
You get used to it. Literally, YOU have been around the block and gotten used to it! Our version of you anyway.
Well hello! I'm sure I must be hauntingly familiar possibly in a way you can't quite place. A mysterious echo of someone you may have sort of kind of known in some sense or another? :3