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READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ RING RING RI- A palm shot out from the green thick sopor in the bowels of a recuperacoon, latched onto the edge -- whatever's under the surface pulled itself up from the depths. Within a few seconds, the head of a rustblood surfaces from the goop, the most identifiable feature is her red curls running through grey hair. running through the mid part of her damp hair. A deep breath, a deeper sigh. Her gaze followed the floor up to the alarm clock positioned next to the cocoon. She pulled herself out, her body wrapped in bandaging like a mummy. Her name is DARLIN DEARIE. Darlin rose from her cocoon much like a rainbowdrinker would from a corpse box, a stinging pain persisting within the crevices of her head. Being a consumer of vices, the rustblood concludes that the aggravation within her thinkpan is derived from a hangover, a very nasty one; one bad enough she doesn't quite remember what happened the day before. Darlin shambled around her respiteblock, feet pulled forward with effort and exhaustion, the bags beneath her eyes drooped much like an older barkbeast. First thing first, Darlin would go to put on her clothes. Her respiteblock is a mess. On one side of the room is a corkboard, with photos and articles linked together with red string. She hadn't talked about this with anyone, but that was something she was working on. On the other side is her commerical typewriter, stacks of paper strewn about in a frenzy. Not that she didn't care— she just worked best in disorganization. The moonlight was cast in excellent beautiful beams through glass, parts of her room highlighted enough for her to work without the real lights on. Drawers gather dust, filled with personal photos and moments of life kept to herself. Other than that, on the wall by her recuperacoon is The Typewriter -- the design is heavy and unwieldly; guaranteed to give those who wield it wrong strained wrists. -- it's pristine with a small glint on the edge. It is a work of art, possibly the most expensive thing the rustblood owned. It hadn't been used for direct violence in a while, but that wouldn't stop it from clicking away. Drafting scripts and ending stories with a pull of a trigger. We return to our rustblood, whom had been dressing herself slowly and quietly. She slid on leather gloves, tight against her hands, that material creaking and groaning with every movement. She always enjoyed the feeling of leather on her hands. Or the feeling of leather in general. It was just an additional benefit that it kept her fingertips secret and kept her hands from getting bloody. Her body was covered in bandages, treatment she had to adminster herself after the night she had. On her back were the initials N.L. clawed into the skin. That was probably the most annoying scar of them all. The next were her baggy pants, made of cotton and flexible to her ever-moving attitude. And after that—- she slides on a comfortable turtleneck. This was her favorite outfit. Her only real one. Darlin checked her pockets for her box of cigarettes, yet didn't find anything. Then she scrounged around for her favorite zippo lighter, a custom designed comission from a metalworker she knew. Nothing. Annoyance settles in before she pats down a piece of paper, crumpled in her clothing and coming from last night, it seemed to be a note. A lead on her missing lighter!"Meet me at Eridan Week." It was written neatly. "I think I have something you want. 0v0" This wasn't a great help. She gritted her teeth, then put the note back into her pocket. The last place she remembered being at was the wonderful bar at Eridan Week. Guess the Outglut Observer is on hiatus for a while, she collected the rest of her items. She knows exactly who she's looking for. #eridanweek #leijonwriting #yuri #hangover #lostitem #part1 #mentionsofcycle5 #nsfw #gore ]
READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ She wandered Eridan Week, a step and a half, a stumble and some more. Her thinkpan flares up with more and more pain. Nugthrobs were a bit of a bitch for her. Not a great feeling, you know? She stepped past other guests at the venue, many of them are familiar obviously from previous cycles, but a majority of them she has no interest in. Her eyes follow the ground up to the horizon in the sky, then she finally sees her. Stood about a foot and then some taller than Darlin is an older woman. One side of her hair is red, another side of black. She's focused on a dispute between an English, and a Strider. She's starstruck, as always. She had an energy which betrayed her age, her eyes were spirals that you could fall into and never come back from. Glistening in her own sweat and with her own blood running down her nose, a visage of beauty and perversion. Her title is Rankmaid, an incredible woman. Darlin hasn't ever asked for her name. Maybe because she didn't need to know. The columnist is froze for a moment, maybe more. She's unsure why, she can't tell if she's nervous or if she thinks she's not capable of talking to her. Her hands gripped the strap of her messenger bag and she's lost in thought. She's an ancestor. Way out of Darlin's league and age-range. Her hair was long enough to reach down to her waist, thick and soft. Her horns curled outwards like a ram. In her lips was a cigarette, lit and smoke waft in the air. Darlin had a lot of shame, but around her.. it felt good to be shameless. The columnist swallows down her fear and stepped forward despite the doubt. She grabbed a pack of cigarettes from her bag, puts one in her mouth and with a quiet breath, she speaks up. "..Hey, devotchka." It took the Rankmaid more than a second or two to respond. She turned to Darlin, big smile and all. "Oh, hi Darlin!" There was this quality to her voice that Darlin couldn't describe, it was wonderful simply put. The columnist has to look up to respond. "Hi. Er—- I think you have something of mine?" The Rankmaid leaned back, the blood still running fresh down her face. Pressing two fingers to her chin. "Oh!" Without missing a beat, she produces the lighter from nowhere. "You mean this?" Darlin rose her hand. "Yeah—- that- that's it. …If I could ask—- why do you have that?" "You told me to keep it?" She titled her head. "What?" Darlin confused as ever looked to the side. "Why would I do that?" "You were really out of it and handed me your lighter. Something about how you needed a reason to come back to me? I couldn't deny that! It was adorable!" The Rankmaid rose her hand, ruffling up Darlin's hair. Darlin froze. "Haah… really?" The Rankmaid hands her back her lighter. "Really!" The columnist pauses, she took another drag of her cigarette and grumbled. "Stupid of me." "You're so cute I can't handle it.. " Her smile is brighter than ever. "Thank you.. devotchka…" Darlin pocketed her lighter. The ancestor's cigarette fills the air between them with smoke, the air they share. This air they share. The Rankmaid looks down at Darlin, before putting a finger on her chin. "Psst." She guides her head upwards. "C'mere." She sat still as the Rankmaid kisses the tip of her lit cigarette into her unlit one. Her fingers drum at her side and smoke is drawn into her body, her eyes met with hers. The cycle at Eridan Week was gonna be fine. (agegap, #substance, #leijonwriting. #eridanweek, cigarettes, cigarette kiss, f/f) ]
Shhh let us have a few days without the guy, mew~ 💖✨
>([go c#uds give us not#ing]
>([lemme drop a lil knowledge on yall] >([lowkey genuinely = lowkenuinely. lowkenuinely flow state = flowkenuinely]

i am gOIng to cull myself. #violence
>([t#ose damn c#armin bears are freaks w#o tf loves wipin t#at muc# someone lock em up]
>([i just caug#t a t-s#irt at #eridanweek from troll pitbull t#is is awesome]

:33< oh sure yeah fur sure
can w we stop posting funny s stuff because my c chest cannot handle it

she let me hit her bIkE. #nsfw
>([it smells like straig#t up spiders in #ere]
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>([went to mad at you island and t#ere were a lot of people t#ere actually. old friends and acquaintances. people you cut off in traffic. t#at guy you bumped into on accident at t#e store. but its okay. i looked around and t#ere were no #omes built on t#e island and no infrastructure. t#e only t#ing anyone was building was boats to sail away. and maybe t#ey wont go to forgiving you island. but t#ats okay. nobody stays at mad at you island forever]

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yOU EvEr cOnsidEr InvestIng in sOmE EstrogEn?

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>([c#eck it out im in t#e #ouse like carpet and if t#eres too many #eads in my blunt i wont spark it]
>([everybody wanna eat lobster wit# t#e monster til t#ey get clipped by a t#rowaway stray its like you wanna crack some claws and get buttery you best bring a bib]
>([anybody know #ow to get a cylinder unstuck from a mini m&ms tube filled wit# butter and microwaved mas#ed banana. its really important t#e cylinder remains un#armed #nsfw]
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1a) Just a reminder: 2a) Not all legislacerative issues are covered by our offices. 2b) This includes, but is not limited to... 2b.2) Urinating on a drone 2b.3) "Bucketbombing" your neighbors' hive 2b.4) Negative posts about or regarding the empress or an heiress 3a) Your case will be considered indefensible. Accept your punishment with grace.

nah i was pAId to go dUmpstEr dIvIng. they pAId me in "wOIms".

dArlIn yOuvE got pEoplE mAkIng shit up to talk AboUt yOUr pIzzA thats how bOrIng it is
DoYouThinkYouCouldHelpMyBandGetAShowAtTheRivtrolli?
now that people use social media again * maybe it's time to try the whole relationship advice thing again * the first sign of someone trying to be funny i'm coming to your hive and flipping over your furniture *|
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pouring borax on my firepit in the hopes of making the fire green * it ended up green but i think i mightve poisoning myself * fucking idiot *|

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HELLO HELLO HELLOOOOO PARTY PEOPLE, NATION OF THE LATE HOURS!!! I AM DEAD PAST TIRED AND I JUST GOTTA SHARE MY INVENTIONS WITH THE WORLD! CANT HAVE A CIRCUS WITHOUT CLOWNIN AROUND A BIT (|:) WATCH MY INTRODUCTION VIDEO FOR THINGIES I LOVE THINGS YOU LOVE THINGIES WE ALL LOVE THINGIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STEP RIGHT UP IF YOU WANT TO SEE MY LATEST AND GREATEST WORKS! https://www.youtube.com/shorts/v-svPMBUQVA
As we roll into Wii Shop Wednesday, I just watched "Nirvanna the Band the Show the Movie". A wonderful film about the indomitable spirit of independent filmmaking and the bond of creative partnerships. The only problem is, it is frankly too Canadian.

t00k a c0ld sh0wer and n0w i'm n0rmal again. #sfw #safef0rw0rkacc0unt #abstinence

(•́⍜•̀)🎪 YOOOOOO BANGER TRACK, TROLL MORT GARSON FUCKS

new #chittrchallenge boys push your spheres up against another boys and post a photo (in this thread haha) to determine whos are bigger! kyaaaaa! trusted voters including myself will be the final say. (tags: challenge, rivalry, mine are bigger, bl, #nsfw, archive rating: M)

human boy with complicated religious background meets a highranking clurch member and they begin a twisted matespritship where both need to decide what is truly worth worshipping. "get down and pray" chapter one coming soon! (tags: troll/human, human romance, quadrant confusion, religious trauma, religious manipulation, religionplay, substance abuse, manipulation, hurt no comfort, does this count as praying?, #nsfw, body worship, panwashing, incorrect use of modeling balloons, #substance, addiction, guilt, punishment, archive rating: E) AUTHORS NOTE i had to do a lot of research on cult culture trying to stay respectful of course. ^_^

thinking about them tonight... sighs... (tags: the perigree hikaru died, archive rating: T) https://i.imgur.com/tFXPNCM.jpeg
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy, living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the hive, half a block down the street from Jerrie's Bait Shop- (You know the place!) Well, anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy! Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning my lusus would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast! Daww, big bowl of sauerkraut! Every single mornin'... It was driving me crazy! I said to my lusus, said, "Hey, lusus, what's up with all the sauerkraut?" And my dear, sweet lusus, she just looked at me like a moobeast looks at an oncoming train! And she leaned right down next to me... and she said, "It's good for you!" And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth! And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was 11 sweeps! That's when I swore that somenight, somenight I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place.. where the moon is always crescent and the air smells like warm death.. and the corpses are oh so rotting, where the clowns and the priests play their games all cycle long. And anyone on the street will gladly cull anyone for a caegar... Wacka-wacka-doo-doo, yea! Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true... because the very next night, a local radio station had this contest where you had to guess the number of lives The Manntrap had taken, I was off by two but I still won a grand prize! And that was a one-way guarantee to... The Alpocalypse! Ya, the Alpocalypse! #PartOne #HarbingersofTheAlpocalypse.
:33 < *ac jumps onto the blanket, nestling in and making biscuits on the soft fabric*
(I've been recommended this place by a dear friend and I must say it is certainly... interesting. Nonetheless, good evening everybody! :> I hope to make your acquaintance. Or not if you don't wish to! I'm not quite sure how often I'll post here... but I'll try!)

yEAh ok. yOUr mUsIc tAstE sucks and yOUr scUttlebUggy ugly as hell.
"cis male ttrolls don'tt have rumblespheres" buddy my boyffriend's putt mine tto shame #nsffw
Timed it haha. Took 2 hours. 48 minutes for. bulge to appear on my. feed after signing. up This place is. crazy man!!! #nsfw
hi chittr! ignore my icon im uh. a very sick troll. cough cough
We are never going to have a revolution in my sweepspan.x
-> i find it hilarious that the rust and fuchsia colors on this site are almost indistinguishable from eachother. really highlights the absurdity of the hemeocaste system

thanks man. hey whIlE yOurE hErE can i get a bIlliOn cAegArs to EvEry trAnsgendEr pErsOn on AlterniA
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