Bodie ❤︎
@invasiveLovebug
They/He Tougher than I look! ❀ Thembo Bitch - Caliborn 2026 Feel free to send me questions! ^^ https://forms.gle/4GMmL4JyJDEYfy879
>> ¡'m a tw¡nk, ડo you can draw me fat BUT DO NOT draw me pregnant. #daડhboardreference #¡refuડe #fortw¡nkneડડ #tobemutua11yexc1uડ¡ve #w¡thfatneડડ #but¡cant #ડtandbeh¡ndmpreg #mpreghaterડ
>> The fat tw¡nk ¡ડ the fr¡endડ we made a1ong the way?
ACK. Okay. I see the toꫂ❁ic of the morning and I am going to be JUST BRAVE ENOUGH to share ONE LITTLE THING. Because I have honestly been!!! Kind of thinking about it lately MOSTLY in a cuddling context but also a bit in a #nsfw one ahhhHHH It's strange because! It almost borders on casteꫂ❁lay a little which I really do not like!!! But. /)//(\ I think if I was with someone and they commented on me being warm my heart would flutter a little bit. Oh gosh I'm staring at the ꫂ❁ost button trying to decide if I hit it now, this feels so vulnerable haha ❣︎
>> That'ડ rea11y cute, Bod¡e. Never be afra¡d to ડpeak your m¡nd. :))
Thank you, it just feels a little like getting naked in front of the timeline!!!!! ❣︎
>> ¡ have done that ¡n a 1¡tera1 ડenડe before, and after that ¡ fee1 1¡ke ¡ ડtopped worry¡ng about anyth¡ng ¡ m¡ght have to ડay 1o1
Two Apples Tall, By The Way.
final thou6ht of the ni6ht: wow. human beds are real Comfy! mi6ht not bother with my Cupe outside of speCial oCCasions now... thanks to pythia for really helpin' to settle me in today. ^◡^
[|87 :: Don’t forget to take sopur capsules before attempt;n to sleep outs;de of a rec00pr;c00n! 1t really does help w;th the n;ghtmares
( Oh that's cool. If I'm sleeping out of the cocoon I just put supor in a plastic baggie and put it on my head like a fucked up little goo pillow and that also kinda works too. )<
I was about to say!!! They make soꫂ❁orific ꫂ❁illows as well ^^ That's what I use. ❣︎
[|87 :: 1 w;ll adm;t they do work wonders but can be qu;te messy somet;mes
The kind I get are actually more similar to the aforementioned baggie method, haha. I think it's less effective than ꫂ❁atches or anything with direct contact, but they are nice and cool! ❣︎
yknow 1m glad 1 m1ssed the sp1ke of mercs com1ng on ch1ttr bc that bounty would've gone really d1fferent meth1nks lol
theres always more than one mercenary around 1 just try not to be 1n the1r c1rcles
I've only seen the snakey one thus far. I have to say, though, I am also glad your bounty haꫂ❁ꫂ❁ened when it did. ❣︎
the void calls to @invasiveLovebug you asked that i let you have some ignorant bliss if the void shows me something terrible, or something hopeless that’s not exactly how this works i will describe to you exactly what i see, and i can maybe offer some insight into its meaning, but ultimately, they’re just hallucinations from a madman looking into nothing i get to glean some stuff, but a lot of it is comprehensible, and even less of it is able to be described ... still, a troll that has hope practically spilling out of every orifice will find something significant in here something to latch onto even in the vacuum of space, you would hear birds singing because you have to right? ... a scene a feeling the tickling of what feels like roots and weeds coming up beneath your feet, cold and wet from the dew, curling around and gripping your digits like fragile tendrils you take a step you break them easily black waves lap at a shore like spilled ink, and a fog rolls in a light flickers on with an electrical hum, and something flutters behind you moths and lamps, i suppose the light turns as you do, swiveling in turn with your slow, sweeping gaze, cutting the fog like a switchblade you scan the horizon you wait the weeds crawl up your legs again a tar-soaked palm breaches the pitch, and digs its fingers into the sand like a lover, desperate and shaking, gripping into the wet granules you take another step, and the clinging tendrils snap again ... that's all whew i forgot how exhausting that was do with that what you will, i guess
You wouldn't initially expect writing to be made more difficult by being in physical pain.
It can be hard to focus on anything when you're in ꫂ❁ain! I hoꫂ❁e you feel better soon :( ❣︎
Hello, everyone! I hoꫂ❁e it's been a good night so far ^^ ❣︎
:> I h^ve defe^ted the encro^ching roof fungus (•⌄•) <:
:> H^h^. It me^ns the c^stle roof won’t rot, which is nice. How ^bout you? <:
That's good news! And I'm as fine as ever ^^ just got some new fabric I'm excited to work with! ❣︎
I managed to find some solid minky in fun ꫂ❁atterns, which I don't see all that often ^^ It's very soft and stretches nicely. I usually like to use minky for things like underbellies and ears, so finding cute ꫂ❁atterns is very exciting!!! ❣︎
:> Th^t’s wonderful! When you m^ke plushes with it, will you post pictures? <:
xx_TELL_CHCHOW_1_thing_u_r_excited_for_xx
Read Carefully, First Officer Veyor (@martialVarnish), I will not play into your taunts any longer tolight, I have business to attend to in the evening. Certainly you know what it is to take responsibility for oneself. We will meet at an agreed upon time, with appropriate witness so that you may get the Attention that you so crave. You will taste my blade, and I will find pleasure in the slick of your hue upon it. That will be all. Signed, Captain Lavell Mirith Threshecutioner Reserve Field Operations
Attention, Captain Mirith (@diligentAcquisitions), You erred in public. I corrected you in public. This is not a demonstration of poor manners, Captain. It is the natural consequence of allowing your prose to leave the privacy of your hand earlier than you intended. You ask whether I have forgotten that we present, in theory, a united front beneath Her glorious Empire. I have not. That is precisely why your conduct remains offensive. A united front does not require me to pretend that an Officer may spill Reserve upon another Officer’s regalia, misrepresent a ceremonial rite, and then expect the injured party to pReserve his dignity for him. You speak of my appearance, my attention, my ego, my Ceremony, and my supposed pleasure in the crowd’s notice. It is impressive how naturally you accuse me of vanity while circling the memory of my undone Uniform like a starving thing circling glass. If I was filled to bursting with anything that night, Captain, it was restraint. A quality you continue to mistake for invitation. Your decorations were not denied. They were deemed irrelevant. Maybe it was a mistake to take Inventory of you, as you cannot help but make yourself relevant to an offense. I do not take pride in publicly undressing you in your disgrace. A decorated Officer cannot cleanse the act with his numerous accolades. It is more insulting because you should know better. I take pride in reducing you to the facts, certainly. The issue is that you experience this as exposure, and that is your own private trial. As for romance, Captain, do not place that word in my mouth. I am offended by its taste. I denied it. Publicly. Repeatedly. You, meanwhile, have written of insertion, penetration, my bared skin, your bitterness at my voice, and your desire to see me unsheathed on the defensive. You will lap my blade clean of insinuation when I am through with you. You have finally identified the offense you wish to address. I do not deny your accolades. You have simply disHonored mine. I am not eager. You are evasive. I do not perform for a gallery. It has gathered to gawk at your embarrassment. You creak so easily, like the squeaking of a headboard on old panels of wood. We have finally reached something honest. Bring your accusation formally, Captain Mirith. Name the Witness. Name the rite. Name the injury to your station. When it is within my hands, I will cherish its historical value immediately. I will praise it, as my fingertips brush over every detail. I will bring it toward my face so that I can bask in it and take it all in at once. I, unlike you, am suited for such duties. We will see whether your desire to see me defensive can be granted under proper supervision. Note, for the sake of Chittr's Content Policy: #violence, #gore, #Dueling Signed and Ratified, Marech Veylor 1st Officer of the Threshecutioner Reserve
I can't believe we're just. Allowed to see this. ❣︎
Attention, What do you mean by this? Answer immediately or face a citation. Signed and Ratified, Marech Veylor 1st Officer of the Threshecutioner Reserve
Oh. Sorry, I um. Wound uꫂ❁ doing something right after I sent that. I just mean this letters seem quite ꫂ❁ersonal is all! ❣︎