Orlane Aspisi
@polychromatousPawky
Book lover, anti booktok, passsionate abt fassshion. Any pronounsss in light of recent eventsss i am nonbinary and genderfluid
posssting #posssting
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Doesss chittr like sssalsssa? I'm wondering. httpsss://open.ssspotify.com/track/0k1hbeZodoEw34FAdbh8xM?sssi=mpQtJqjbTLy9ScP-WQGa5g
when are we doing rainbow drinker fangsss posssting, that'sss sssomething I'd like to sssee
Hmm, I Never Considered Doing That, I May When I Am... Less Occupied... #suggestive –xoxo
People Aren't Releasing Ancient Evils Like They Used To.
^^ I mean really, what has the empire come to? ^^
Let th' woods thin' out got it
If You Slay All The Dastardly Villainous Types, My Red Quadrant Pool Will Shrink Significantly. Stop Doing That.
any1 remember that cerulean wh/) p/)sted their bulge and after it the site crashed? i w/)nder what that /)ne cerulean is d/)ing n/)2 h/)nestly its a maj/)r flex that /)ne dues bulge pic made the fucking expl/)de f/)r like 30 minutes #nsfw
i sssaw it and it wasssnt even like that impresssive definitely not ssserver imploding worthy
i mean like it wasn’t ugly /)r anything it was just a bulge idk what any/)ne expected
true it wasssnt even like average or anything jussst a sssimple old bulge like we don't all have one? #nsssfw isssh
with more reassson you have two ssso then itsss like even more normal trollsss made a way too big deal out of it
i have a friend back for jussst like 3 hoursss but sssomething isss sssomething #vagueposssting #friendposssting
what flav/)r milkshake r u getting it l/)/)ks g/)/)d
me and @p/)lychr/)mat/)usPawky are n/)w best friends until we finish beating s/)me/)ne’s ass
back together again who couldve thought, wanna grab a moobeassstjuicessshake after that?
『ADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique 』 『 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: UNREALITY, NECRO, HEMOISM, XXXOVER, CROSSOVER, UNLIFE 』 REQUEST FROM ANONYMONSTER // YCSHIPPING // FRONDFICTION // LORD RUTHVN // CESARE // LORD CALGAR // DOCTORTURER CALGAR // PERISHED PEACEFLUTTER ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < LORD RUTHVN...in all his enigmatic eminence...was the spittin' image of the late LORD BYRONE before him. Almost a crude 'n spitting mockery of stateliness 'n coveted esteem, warped for entirely perverse purposes. A refined NOBLEMASTICATER, he was known to chew out only the deservin', and even more selectively would he savor the unworthy. Their screams. Their panicked anguish. Their debtor's desperation. Their disorientin' confusion, all of it, a feast for the good LORD RUTHVN. First 'o his kind, and a trailblazer for bein' able t'weather the scandal 'o accusations of an UNSAVORY SORT OF APPETITE. That is t'say, if the legends were to believed, LORD RUTHVN was 'imself a living legend, a walking legacy, a breathin' lore. A ruinous sort. It seemed... ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> Wherever the good LORD RUTHVN went, trouble followed. And the misery he wrought loved company. ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < It's because 'o this...that t'refuse a summons from the RUTHVN ESTATE...would be like tryna refuse the conclusion of one's own breath...or rather...to hasten it...one last time...with grim finality. ╰། ( ᏊʘꈊʘᏊ) །╯ < "SIMPLY PREPOSTEROUS!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT," thought DOCTORTURER CALGAR, silently. "MY SERVANT, MY OWN SOMNEBULOUS...INVITED OVER ME? ME??? OF SOME EDUCATION AND REPUTE? WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I LACK?" His manic annoyance wouldn't serve him no need no mind, as the carriage bearing his charge was to be leaving soon. A single, envious pale gloved fist pounded... ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> Then...softened...as it curled into a loosely unwound palm, strokin' CESARE to full attention. His ganderglobes hung low, bagged onerously on either sides 'o his face...his lips curled in a permanently dour expression. Even as his cheeks were cupped with that sublime sympathetic stroke, he said nothin', his gaunt lips stained with the kiss 'o death. As a SOMNEBULOUS, a treader through the land of dreams while awakened, CESARE moved with bounds and purpose, though they were not his own. Ten long sweeps he was purported to have slept, and those ten sweeps were a mere speck of sand in the eye swiped away by the DOCTORTURER. A sleep so listless as to be death itself. If not accompany it. His loud, rude awakenings, curious moanings, and tantalizing tendencies. Though the bodies attributed t'his dealings were far fewer in number than LORD RUTHVN, the rumors clung like a foul stench, far harder to bat away without the veil of nobility and respectability t'hide behind. ( Ꮚ๑ꈊ๑Ꮚ); < "..." ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < CESARE spoke none as the sprawling LORD RUTHVN ESTATE approached on the horizon. He was led in by a small cadre 'o catty OLIVES, each indiscriminately dressed in attire less than entirely immodest, but more than absolutely nothing, and only just barely so. They carried gifts of expensive inebriants, fine jewelry, canes, and tophats -- none too dissimilar to something DOCTORTURER CALGAR himself might wear, each insisting the SOMNEBULOUS would be fitfully undressed. But CESARE had one thought on his mind, and one thought only. The hypnotic allure and words of his DOCTORTURER just before leavin'... ╰། ( ᏊʘꈊʘᏊ) །╯ < "DO HIM IN. DO HIM IN THERE. DO YOU HEAR ME, CESARE? SHOW HIM THE COURTESY HE HAS DENIED ME FOR LONG ENOUGH. AND DO HIM IN, CESARE." ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Nothing could share him out of that commanding cloak, nothing could shake that hold over him. Except for, maybe, the eminent LORD RUTHVN in the flesh. ( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < "𝕷𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙, 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖊? 𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖋𝖋 𝖙𝖔...? 𝕷𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕽𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖛𝖓, 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖊, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕴 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊...𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌?" ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < His hands were gloved too, in that same detached and professional way those of DOCTORTURER CALGAR were, but they had a kind of magnetism to them. The way CESARE almost fell back into them as they crept around his shoulders. A gasp would be the ordinary reaction, and in absentia, the fingers gripped harder. Almost enough to pierce the many layers of leather and fabric. Almost as if to puncture the very flesh. ( Ꮚ๑ꈊ๑Ꮚ); < "...Plenty." Succinct. Brief. But necessary. CESARE felt the prescient tug to speak, to say whatever it took to do him. To do him in. To show him the respect he had denied the GOOD DOCTORTURER. ( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < A cold smile crept across his collected countenance. Chillingly persistent, were those unblinking eyes. Unblemished by age. Unbothered by the light creeping some distance away. "𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖙 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘? 𝕴 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗...𝖊𝖝𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘." ( Ꮚ๑ꈊ๑Ꮚ); < "...Til dusk. Tomorrow." ( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < "𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖘𝖔𝖔𝖓? 𝕸𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖔?" Lord Ruthven advanced. He swiveled on the heel of one foot, tilting his head on one side to peer into the mind of CESARE, only to find...nothing awaiting him. The usual hold he had over another...gone. Blank. Instead, a set of hands cupped their way around his neck, squeezing tightly, constrictively cloying, competing for dominance over his neck. It seemed they were halfway to choking him to death...only to trail down, and adjust his vestments. ( Ꮚ๑ꈊ๑Ꮚ); < "Afraid so. But what is a dawn you do not see? If you would...permit me..." The SOMNEBULOUS gestured with his head. Even the OLIVES blushed and recoiled in surprise at his boldness. For all his charisma and worldliness, it seemed all throughout the world, LORD RUTHVN alone was the clueless one. ( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < "𝕻𝖗𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑. 𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙. 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌?" Lord Ruthven would find his hands suddenly grasped about the wrists. He offered little protest, amused something so small could think itself capable of a threat to him. Only to watch as CESARE gestured with his head towards the nearby MASTER BROODROOM, a luxurious RESPITEBLOCK woefully underpopulated. For now. The words that followed became instantly supplementary, almost a redundancy. But just for an opportunity to see those ghastly, gothic lips move, LORD RUTHVN, ruiner of women and soon to be men, would watch as they plead their case. ( Ꮚ๑ꈊ๑Ꮚ); < "I wish to...do you. To do you in...there. Show me the courtesy...you have denied me...long enough. Let me. Do you. In there." It was almost endearing how sincere the words all arrived, in their jumbled 'n meandering array. But they seemed...well-received. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Welcome, even. ( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < "𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝕴 𝖇𝖊...𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖞 𝖆 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙?" ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Countless hours beyond the very next dawn, the halls were still filled with grunts, moans, howls, and the echoes of mewling whimpers. The OLIVES were still tripping over themselves to fetch refreshments and cycle through amenities. The RUTHVEN ESTATE was a shared disaster zone, recuperacoons shredded beyond recognition, particularly vigorous encounters rupturing just about any furniture with a flat surface. The banging of walls at long hours suggested torture, the scent suggested bonding, and the many moons that hung over yonder suggested this was NOT ending any time soon...the only one t'get fucked more than the two 'o them was the GOOD DOCTORTURER CALGAR. ╰། ( ᏊʘꈊʘᏊ) །╯ < "NOT WHAT I FUCKING MEANT, CESARE." ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// #SWATTPAD #ImpliedPailing #PailSmut #CurseOfStrahdlike #LORDRUTHVN #CALGAR #CESARE #NSFW #FailedInsightCheck #SucceededPerformanceRoll #THEYFUCKING #XReader #FrondFiction #Requests #CabinetOfDoctorturerCalgar #Vacillation #AdventerrorsFieldGuide #CrossPosting #ScrawlThoughts #Drabbles
( Ꮚ ͠° ꈊ ͡°Ꮚ) < 𝕺𝕹 𝕬𝕹 𝖀𝕹𝕽𝕰𝕷𝕬𝕿𝕰𝕯 𝕹𝕺𝕿𝕰, ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Thankies tons 'n tons to my new followers, @polychromatousPawky , @temptedAnoxia , @pushrbreakSchism , @healerValvia , @scratchDoc , and @playfulPinniped !!!! Y'all make this content worth makin'!!!!
(◕ ᴥ ◕) umm… guwhat is this…
The Defendant ju§t §aid their legi§lacerator wa§ named "Pro§ay". I§ he fucking §tupid.
did sssomeone sssend nudesss again why wasss chittr gone for like an hour
rise¶n¶grind¶💪 https://squidgeimages.s3.us-west-002.backblazeb2.com/2026/04/04/selfie.jpg
H3ll y3ah, g3t it bro2ki!
:33< hell yeah looking cute!!!
:33< anya time! <3
>--D=I=hope=you=have=good=time=grinding=haha=:)//<
Everything We Post On Chittr Is A Choice. Remember That!
X Yeah and I’m choosing to post comments in hopes of getting ass #nsfw x
anyway now that eridan week is basically over we can skip right into aradia week right
i literally did not know her so excuse me if the pink one escaped my goddamn purview i was too busy getting hassled by like literally everybody else in your fucked up crew i mean fuck its not as if im some ungrateful tool she did heal up the mayor which was basically tantamount to being a goddamn saint maybe im a bad person
hiiiii
of course i know her name why would i forget her name im the time guy one of my biggest jobs is knowing things big on knowing right here and names im all over that i remember her name so dont even worry about it i know her were practically best friends fins best fins she uses fish puns i bet that one works
thanks! im grown up now
im tearing up they grow up so fast it seems like only yesterday i shipped you off to troll boarding school to get an education on idk dead guy chaperoning or maybe i accidentally sent you to the school that makes you ship sexy topless dudes or whatever idk enrollments hard
thatsss embarrasssing httpsss://filesss.catbox.moe/505rb7.png
Https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/82aad252f1ce.jpeg I’m Getting Up There X D
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Well, I'll be! Gosh if that ain't an unfortunate Passive Perception check 'n a half...!!!! Tell ya what, howsabout I stick around a bit? Y'like books 'n modules 'n hardbreak copies 'o tales 'n tribulations right? ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> I'd be right happy t'take a stab at crackin' some flattened tree spines 'n takin' in all th'meanderin' musin, lovely locution, 'n apt appellation 'o sweet soundin' sortsa scribbles!!!! ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < 'n in the process, maybe we can work t'wards reconcilin' that state deficit some, eh? Ehhhhhh??? Getchu the typa recognition you ought t'be rakin' in fer cerebral sorts 'o panfullness!!!!!!!!!
( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> Sorry if it's a touch overwhelmin'!!!!! I just refuse t'let somebody saddled with sorry circumstance get pummeled 'n punched down by th'algorithm!!!!! Yer ideas matter too!!!!!!
okay what are you sssuggesssting to do though? I jussst ssscrolled through your account and i sssaw a whole assssss fanfic in there....do you take requessstsss?
alright do you take payment? Ill sssend you the requessst in dmsss after you ressspond
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Aww, ain'tchu just sweet enough t'rot the fangs off a barkbeast?!?!! Nawwwww, I do this fer th'love 'o the game...!!!! You gimme yer request, 'n I'll stash it in my teensie 'lil backlog, 'n get on it lickity split...!!!! Ewe just request 'n I'll take down yer details t'credit ya for bein' my muse in a creative work!!!!!!
wheresss the fun in fissshing it'sss jussst fisssh #fissshingfriday
I haven't posssted in a while, doesss anyone know if @perssspicaciousssPlanner isss dead already?
￣\ ever since i was a little boy it's been my dream to get into a flame war on chittr /￣
✿ u got a sad life if dats all u livin up to
"= rechitt. this is. core trollian culture. this is what everyone was raised to do. ="
✿ da fuq............ https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/images/102370726_XyrXn7B3jnUdoE6.gif
jajaja joder soy otra vez yo what the fuck is up
gotta be a whole community that lets a dave out a day and see how he fairs in the chittr world my god
did you ussse google transsslate for thisss? Real cool guysss learn ssspanisssh like prosss
nomell/abnoel doodle because i felt like posting this one my favorite serial killer based on dexter, yoshikage kira, dr jeykll and mr hyde, and also tad strange from gravity falls (no im not kidding) https://file.garden/Z-r7_3pThB1Egd1E/Screenshot%202026-04-02%20145548.png
does he live in the outskirts of morioh?
check nomells bio , I BEG of you
Does anyone know who left a “WOLRDS OKAYIST AUTIST” mug on my desk? I need someone to right a formal thank you letter to
=>>øh i have øne whø says the saMe a friend gave it tø Me før My wriggling day>>>
