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Beforus or Alternia, don't fucking matter, yellow bloods get the raw end every fucking time. Poor guys.
damn. vwho are you helping? cause it clearly aint vworking out for you, man. im getting a distinctly bitchless odor from this chit. i feel for you, chief. you are just sad on top of sad.
imagine havwing some guy vwho calls himself the helpsman as an ancestor? he needs to help himself to some 8ITCHES. nah, but really, vwhy if you dont already think im the most pitiable user on this platform, imagine havwing coolscar as your ancestor. shit, im gonna shed a single manly tear vwhile strumming a c-minor on the vworlds tiniest guitar. #sendspheres #spheresoutforcronus #pitybait
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as a proud vviolet blooded alternian i nevver questioned the legitimacy a battin for the other team since alternias superior romanic culture wwhich is light years ahead a any languishin humanitys has alwways had a nonpartisan approach to these thins but after my foray into chittr i can confidently say this lgbtqia+ shit has gone too far (for the record wwe dont evven havve that acronym on alternia cause again our unrivvaled traditions escheww any form a coddlin wwhumpity boohooism) decided im not anti not pro but a secret third thin
#TWDEATH #KULLING #SELFBLAME OK I AM GOING TO POST THIS AS A WAY TO FINALLY GET MY SIDE OF THE STORY OUT. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHOM DON’T KNOW ME I’LL BE SHORT WITH THIS. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS. SOME WILL KNOW ME AS THE IMPOSTER. I AM A LIME BLOOD WHO LACKS THE ABILITY OF MY BLOOD CASTE. NOW ON TO MY SIDE OF THE STORIES THAT HAVE BEEN SAID ABOUT ME. THE DAY THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO WORK IN THE MINES AND BURN OFF THE GASES BUILT UP DOWN THERE I WALKED AWAY FROM MY POSTED STATION TO TRY AND FIND ONE OF MY HIGHER UPS TO EXPLAIN MY SITUATION. THIS TOOK LONGER THAN EXPECTED AND BEFORE I COULD FIND THE BASTARD THE MINES HAD EXPLODED AND MANY DIED FROM IT. I CURRENTLY SIT HERE IN THIS DIRTY UNCOMFORTABLE CELL NOW. AND I’M GOING TO ROT HERE FOR THE REST OF MY EXISTENCE DUE TO MY NEGLIGENCE. THOUGH I DO THINK I WAS ACUTELY RESPONSIBLE FOR THE LIVES THAT WERE LOST THAT DAY MAY I ALSO SAY THAT THE TESTS SHOULD HAVE BEEN CONDUCTED IN A MUCH BETTER MANNER TO KEEP SOMEONE LIKE MYSELF FROM SLIPPING THROUGH THE CRACKS. IT ISN’T MY FAULT I WAS BORN WITHOUT THE ABILITIES OF MY CASTE. IT’S NOT MY FAULT THAT EVERYONE I TRYED TO TELL DIDN’T LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TOLD THEM MY BLOOD DOES NOT HARNESS THE SAME AS MY CASTE. THE WORKINGS THERE NEED TO BE REFORMED. I WILL ALSO STATE I AM VERY SORRY TO THOSE WHO CARED FOR THE TROLLS WHO DIED IN THIS INCIDENT. I.. I DIDN’T THINK IT WOULD TAKE ME THAT LONG TO TRY AND GET SOMEONE’S HELP… IT SITS SQUARELY ON MY SHOULDERS AND I HOPE WHEREVER THEY WENT IN THE AFTERLIFE WAS SOMEWHERE COMFORTABLE AND NICE…
stop you are going to make my fins wwiggle absurdly and frantically lamplady you are too kind
(oKAY UMM, sICKFIC FOR MY FRIEND aRADIA, @ARCHIVEaDDICT, uMM, tO ANYONE READING MAYBE JUST,,, lOOK AT THE TAGS FIRST, tHIS ONE KIND OF GOT AWAY FROM ME, iT IS DEFINITELY VERY,,, nOT SAFE FOR ANY WORKING ENVIRONMENT AND, mAYBE NOT SAFE IF YOU HAVE RECENTLY, hAD SOME WATER?) yOU'RE IN A bEFORAN CULLHIVE. yOU'VE BEEN DEEMED UNABLE TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, oN ACCOUNT OF BEING WHEELCHAIR BOUND, bUT THE SYSTEM HASN'T YET FOUND YOU A SUITABLE CULLER. iT'S A PRETTY GOOD GIG. tHE ONLY PROBLEM IS THE hEAD nURSE: lAMPLADY sWANSONG. sHE'S,,, dOTING. sMOTHERING. wHEN YOU FIRST GOT HERE YOU HAD TO CONVINCE HER TO LET YOU DRESS YOURSELF. tHEN TO BRUSH YOUR OWN TEETH, tO PREPARE YOUR OWN MEALS, eVEN TO BATHE YOURSELF. yOU FELT BAD TELLING HER NO, sHE SEEMED SO GENUINELY CRESTFALLEN THAT YOU DIDN'T WANT HER HELP, bUT YOU HAD *SOME* DIGNITY TO RETAIN. jUST BECAUSE YOU'RE IN A WHEELCHAIR DOESN'T MAKE YOU A WIGGLER, aFTER ALL. eXCEPT. yOU CAUGHT A BUG. yOU'VE BEEN HACKING AND COUGHING AND SNEEZING FOR NIGHTS NOW, aND YOU'VE BEEN QUARANTINED TO KEEP FROM INFECTING THE OTHER RESIDENTS. yOUR ONLY CONTACT WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD HAS BEEN sWANSONG. sHE'S BEEN GIDDY TO FINALLY GET A CHANCE TO SHOWER YOU WITH AFFECTION, aND YOU CAN'T EVEN ARGUE WITH HOW WEAK YOU FEEL. iT'S A STRUGGLE TO EVEN GET OUT OF LOUNGEPLANK. yOU HAVE A BUTTON YOU CAN PRESS TO CALL HER, iF YOU NEED SOME WATER, oR TO ASK HER TO PUT SOMETHING ON YOUR tv (FOR SOME REASON THE REMOTE ALWAYS ENDS UP OUT OF REACH), oR TO HELP WITH YOUR ABLUTIONS. uSUALLY SHE COMES WITHIN A MINUTE BUT,,, tONIGHT IT SEEMS SHE'S BEEN IGNORING YOU. yOU SNAPPED AT HER LAST NIGHT, dURING DINNER. yOU'VE NEEDED HER HELP EVEN TO EAT, sURE, bUT IT MADE YOUR EARS BURN TO HEAR HER COOING AND HUMMING AND MAKING TRAIN NOISES AS SHE BROUGHT THE SPOON FROM YOUR SOUP TO YOUR MOUTH. yOU JERKED YOUR HEAD AWAY, mAKING HER SPILL IT ONTO YOUR SHEETS, bUT YOU DIDN'T CARE. yOU YELLED AT HER BEST YOU COULD WITH YOUR HOARSE VOICE, tELLING HER NOT TO TREAT YOU LIKE A WIGGLER, tHAT YOU WEREN'T CULLED YET, tHAT YOU DESERVED RESPECT. sHE REMAINED SILENT. wHEN YOU WERE FINISHED SHE NODDED, qUIETLY FED YOU THE REST OF YOUR SOUP, tHEN LEFT YOU ALONE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY. yOU FELT GOOD ABOUT WHAT YOU'D ACCOMPLISHED, bUT THAT WAS YESTERDAY, aND NOW IT'S NOW. yOU HAVE AN HOUR OR SO TO BREAKFAST, aND,,, yOU HAVEN'T, wELL, *GONE* SINCE YESTERDAY. tHERE'S AN UNCOMFORTABLE PRESSURE BUILDING, eNOUGH TO MAKE YOU SQUIRM AND PRESS YOUR THIGHS TOGETHER TO TRY TO ASSUAGE IT, bUT NOTHING HELPS. tRY AS YOU MIGHT YOU CAN BARELY SIT UP, lET ALONE MAKE IT TO YOUR CHAIR TO WHEEL YOURSELF TO THE BATHROOM. iN FACT, yOU DON'T EVEN SEE YOUR CHAIR. yOU HIT THE BUTTON, oVER AND OVER, iT KEEPS LIGHTING UP AND DINGING, bUT SHE NEVER COMES. yOUR MOUTH IS DRY. eVERY SLIGHT MOVEMENT, eVERY BREATH, iT ALL SETS OFF YOUR NERVE ENDINGS, rEMINDS YOU OF WHAT YOU'RE FEELING DOWN BELOW. yOUR BULGE IS RESTLESS, iT KNOWS YOU HAVE TO GO, bUT IT KNOWS YOU CAN'T HERE, nOT ALL OVER YOURSELF, nOT IN BED. tIME MARCHES ON. yOU CAN FEEL YOUR PUSHERBEAT IN YOUR BLADDER. yOU'VE GIVEN UP TRYING TO CALL ON nURSE sWANSONG. yOU JUST WAIT. yOU'RE ALREADY BABBLING HALFWAY THROUGH THE DOOR OPENING. yOU'RE APOLOGIZING, tRYING NOT TO CRY, bEGGING HER TO HELP YOU TO THE BATHROOM SO SHE CAN GO. sHE LAUGHS LIGHTLY, hER VOICE DEEP LIKE TINTED GLASS. sHE SLOWLY MAKES HER WAY TOWARDS YOUR BED, sWAYING HER HIPS, tRAY OF BREAKFAST IN HAND. sHE SITS DOWN BESIDE YOU. sHE TELLS YOU IT'S TIME TO EAT. yOU CAN GO ONCE YOU'VE FINISHED. yOU TRY TO EXPLAIN YOU CAN'T WAIT, bUT SHE TUT TUTS AND CUTS YOU OFF. sHE SHOWERS YOU WITH CONDESCENDING PRAISE AS SHE CUTS YOUR WAFFLES INTO SMALL PIECES FOR YOU. yOU'RE READY TO DO ANYTHING JUST TO MAKE HER TAKE YOU TO THE BATHROOM. yOU'RE NOT PREPARED FOR THE WAY SHE LEANS FAR, fAR OVER YOU, hER CHEST HANGING OVER YOUR FACE, aS SHE FEEDS YOU. yOU CAN'T EVEN TRY TO ARGUE AS SHE PATS YOUR CHEEK AND SAYS YOU'RE DOING SO GOOD AND SHE'S MAKING THE TRAIN NOISES AGAIN. yOU TRY TO SAY SOMETHING, bUT SHE CUTS YOU OFF. iF YOU'RE GOING TO REFER TO HER, yOU HAVE TO BE POLITE. sHE INSTRUCTS YOU ON HOW TO REFER TO HER BY TITLE. yES nURSE. nO nURSE. yES MA'AM, nO MA'AM. yOUR FACE FLUSHES AND YOU WRIGGLE AROUND AS THE PRESSURE ONLY GROWS AND GROWS. yOU EAT YOUR BREAKFAST AND DRINK YOUR ORANGE JUICE LIKE A GOOD LITTLE CULLEE. sHE TELLS YOU AS MUCH. yOU CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER. yOU TELL HER AS MUCH. sHE LAUGHS AGAIN. sHE RUNS HER HAND DOWN YOUR ARM, tHEN CLASPS YOURS, tANGLING YOUR FINGERS. sHE SAYS YOU MAY GO IF YOU DO SOMETHING FOR HER. iF YOU CAN SAY JUST FOUR LITTLE WORDS. sHE WHISPERS THEM IN YOUR EAR AND YOU NEARLY PASS OUT. yOU CAN'T. yOU'RE BEGGING HER. yOU USE THE TITLES, yOU'RE TEARING UP FROM SHAME, yOU'RE TRYING TO GET UP YOURSELF BUT SHE CAN HOLD YOU DOWN WITH JUST A HAND ON YOUR CHEST. sHE SLOWLY SLIDES IT DOWN YOUR BODY. yOU GASP WHEN SHE STOPS JUST UNDER YOUR STOMACH, tHEN WHINE WHEN SHE GENTLY PUSHES DOWN. yOU WON'T DO IT. yOU HAVE YOUR DIGNITY. yOU'RE AN ADULT. sHE PRESSES HER PALM DOWN, jUST A LITTLE HARDER, aS HER FINGERS BRUSH AGAINST YOUR CROTCH. aLL YOUR UNCONSCIOUS BODILY FUNCTIONS BELOW THE WAIST WORK JUST FINE, aS MUCH AS YOUR CONSCIOUS ONES DON'T. yOU CRY OUT FOR SOMEBODY, aNYBODY. sHE RUBS HER THUMB SOOTHINGLY ACROSS THE BACK OF YOUR PALM, tHEN LEANS DOWN TO KISS YOUR FOREHEAD. sHE SAYS PLEASE. yOU CAN'T. yOU CAN'T. yOU CAN'T. tHERE'S A KNOCK ON THE DOOR. tHAT SHOCK IT ALL IT TAKES. tHE DAM BREAKS. aLL YOUR SELF-CONTROL SHATTERS AS YOU EMPTY YOUR BLADDER ALL OVER YOURSELF, aLL OVER THE BED, lIKE THE WIGGLER YOU ARE. sHE COOS SO SWEETLY AS YOU WHINE, sHE SWEETLY TELLS THE INTERLOPER TO LEAVE, sHE PULLS HER HAND AWAY FROM YOUR GROIN TO GENTLY SHOOSHPAP YOU. sHE WAS RIGHT. sHE WAS ALWAYS RIGHT. jUST LOOK AT YOU. yOU NEED HER TO TAKE CARE OF YOU. yOU NEED HER. yOU NEED YOUR,,, yOU LOOK UP AT HER WITH TEARY EYES, tHE PRESSURE FINALLY GONE, rELIEF AND SHAME AND ADORATION AND FEAR ALL MIXING INTO SOMETHING IMPOSSIBLE TO DESCRIBE. aND ONLY NOW CAN YOU SAY WHAT SHE ASKED. "i LOVE YOU mOMMY." (TAGS: rEADER/lAMPLADY sWANSONG, #OMORASHI, #bATHROOMpLAY, sICKFIC, #NSFW, #NSFWE, bEFORAN CULLING, tOXIC CULLING DYNAMICS, tOXIC PALE DYNAMICS, aBLEISM, #ABUSE, mEDICAL ABUSE, nURSE OUTFIT, cULLHIVE SETTING, mOMMY KINK, tHANKS HUMANS FOR THAT ONE, hERE COMES THE TRAIN, nO BETA READER WE PEE OURSELVES LIKE WE'RE BEING bEFORAN STYLE CULLED, i'M NEW TO THIS PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT ELSE i SHOULD TAG, #RANKBAIT, gET WELL SOON!, aRCHIVE rATING: m)
D --> I beg your pardon Mr. Captor, but I would appreciate it if you would refrain from spreading unsubstantiated rumors thank you kindly
is evverythin okay?
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D --> I see D --> That is D --> Concerning D --> Particularly concerning considering that I am an upstanding citizen who certainly does not engage with any strange, depraved proclivities in the barren dregs of dark alleyways and smokey leatherhouses D --> Much to consider, thank you for bringing this matter to my attention
T)(e )(umans )(ave t)(is t)(ing called medication. I've done a little researc)( and always wondered w)(at it would be like if we )(ad t)(at. )(m. . . Anyways, its SO interesting to sea w)(at life's like on t)(e ot)(er side. Do you t)(ink we could be friends like my you and I are now?
D --> This is acceptable D --> You certainly work hard enough that I don't find this particularly problematic
Wade a minute. Sollux, is t)(at you?
D --> Ah So you've found your way to Chittr D --> It brings me great pride to see another functional, contributing member of society
D --> I would like to take this opportunity, given the medium of public forum that Chittr provides, to remind each of you that your role in troll society is not over1000ked D --> Just waking up each evening and doing your best to contribute to society is enough D --> I am proud of you D --> And to those of you unculled, who have not found their path to societal contribution D --> We at E%emplary Industries are always hiring
snooping as usual i see