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:33 < Chittrs most infamous fincel has b33n spotted in troll Gr33ce accompanied by a large indigo blood. :33 < Ampurra has confurmed this trip with his own chit, referring to the mysterious indigo as his "bodyguard" although the nature of their relationship s33ms a smidge more cozy than just a bodyguard and his charge! :33 < The gruesome twosome was spotted sharing a table at a lovely little restaurant, and judging by their body language Mistfur Ampurra s33ms /very/ comfurted by his bodyguards purresence! :33 < Although the b33fy indigo looks very... tense. What might Mistfur Ampurra n33d purrotection furom? #ChittrCelebSighting #CelebrityGossip #BodyguardxClient #Yaoi #Gossip #Drama #BodyLanguage #BodyGuard #Candid #SizeDiffurence
࣪⊹₊˚{ wowwww! do you ever feel like you sea a meme that is like.... unbaleenably targeted? like, COMPLEECHLY targeted towards you? }*A*{ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ i do all the time! because this one is LITERALLLLY ME! like, there i am! + im thinking about those deep sea grumblr-powering ATOLL TIMES }>7<{ }>7<{ }>7<{ #literaleechme #hicacontent #cullquette #justgirlyfins }˚₊⊹ ࣪
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:33 < Anon asks: what's the most interesting story you've s33n today? :33 < Well! If k33n readers have b33n purrowling the dash as I have you will have s33n quite the little squabble betw33n a certain Pony and a certain Bull after the Pony was s33n on a supposed date with another!! :33 < The Pony and the Bull had a furry loud and public breakup recently, so the two are on rocky ground!! :33 < They have b33n bickering back and furth now and it s33ms the pony's icy attitude and high tastes have wounded the bull!! :33 < I wondfur if they can recofur furom this... #BarnyardDrama #AskMucky #CownAndPonyShow #Drama #Gossip #DashPurrowling
:33 < Having the best time tolight!! :33 < My meowrail invited me out to this crazy clawsome elite gathfuring! :33 < Sooo many scoops!! ;33 < This handsome stranger is unrelated #Meowrails #Purrty #Gossip #Purrowling #FurstFurondRepurrting #I<>MyMoirail #Diamonds #RustySpade #PurrtyGirl [edit by @ratking-buffet on tumblr]
:33 < MASSIVE PURREAKING MEWS!! Meow this is a big one! :33 < Lanrol Dersch, the mayor of Funich has gotten herself into hot water ofur leaked expense repurrts that came across her desk. :33 < It is alleged that Dersch has pushed furward a purroposal fur a new ShrodrCorp headquarters to be constructed nearby, after purressure and pushback furom the company. :33 < There is some reason to believe that the expansion would not only serve as a corporate headquarter fur the company, but also to aid in less than ethical research and development! :33 < As of yet it is unknown what may be purroposed to go on behind closed doors, but regulatory bodies are in a stir. :33 < Mayor Dersch has b33n a very loud purroponent of the "Quadrant Values" campaign, stating publicly that she believes in loyalty to her quad, and has b33n in a long standing and very public kismesitude. Despite this, it has b33n rumeowred and all but confurmed that Dersch has had quite the romantic exchanges with her ShrodrCorp company contact! :33 < We received some purroof of the communications betw33n Dersch and the nameless contact, but it is apparent that the Mayor is quite bad at sexting! It is unknown if her Mistress felt genuinely or whether this was a seduction meant to smooth ofur the construction. :33 < We have omitted the photos involved to purrotect the identity alleged mistress. Although most were innocuous, the pair was pictured together enough to build quite the pattern! :33 < It is not clear if this was anything verging on a possible matespurritship, or if the mistress was seducing Mayor Dersch in order to facilitate quick construction of the ShrodrCorp headquarter. :33 < We have attached some of the rather embarrassing text transcripts betw33n the pair as purroof. #Gossip #Drama #ShrodrCorp #MayoralRace #Infidelity #CheatingScandal #QuadrantValuesCampaign #Affair #BlindItem #SubmittedStory #CorpoDrama
:33 < Steaming hot #BlindItem still sizzling from the purrinting purress!! :33 < It s33ms a certain "philosofur" of women's desires and a purrclaimed #NotGay warrior has a weakness... :33 < A weakness for Cherry Candy...!! Could it be an affliction towards Redbloods? :33 < A certain redblood? Or a fetish for popping cherries... hmmmm! :33 < Oh how exciting!!! I wonder who this could be about... h33h33!! #NotGay #Gossip #Drama #BlindItem #CherryPopping #nsfw #CAGTTL #TipLine #BreakingNews
:33 < Furresh new gossip hot off the printing purress coming at you with a steamy mew story! #ChittrGossip #DashProwling #BlindItem #PonyAndCowShow #CheatingScandal #FightNightSighting #BullFighting #ShowPony #IsThisTheEnd?? #Drama #Gossip #Scandal :33 < Submit your own drama at my tip line! => https://forms.gle/A1LGpFTs8rXVjYqX8
⚇ I won't even use all my quirk for this one. Show this shit the respect it deserves lmfao. --- To Kiss The Sun, Chapter 12 -- Fear and Longing "WE HAVE TO RUN, KULLEO!" The stars had already begun to disappear overhead as spilled orange Faygo stained the sky in rich hues as the sun began to rise. I stared in awe at the break of day, like a cuspidated grimalkin stuck in the headlights of a scuttlebuggy I felt trapped to the spot, my body shaking. I'd never seen anything so beautiful before, so thoroughly romantic. "This is what you get to see every day...?" I whispered to Fallan, eyes managing to turn away from the sunrise just enough to see the glitter of her pallid skin in the glow of its rays. She looked beautiful, even beyond the life that had long drained from her eyes, my cemetery girl stood shining brilliant in the dawn. Her eyes fell on me in that moment and we both knew, that everything we'd been through, everything we'd endured had all been worth it for the flush that we now shared between one another. The persecution, the pusherache, the daytime we now ran from...it was all worth it just so that we could stare at one another in this glorious moment and know we were two halves of one whole, just as the Messiahs prophecized! Okay, Isidor interjecting here. I might have to take them up for a little bit of blasphemy here but hey, the prose is pretty damn good, right? Kulleo is one hell of a writer! Okay back to the story: The moment was broken by my own traitorous wince as the sun's rays began to sting the top of my horns. It was bearable on the strong keratin, but once it touched the softer chitin of my face... "I told you, we need to hurry!" Fallan insisted, grabbing me by the hand and using all of the strength left in her to drag me back towards the shelter of the blackout tree, who's leaves would keep us completely obscured until night fell once more. We ran, managing to make the top of the trunk just as daylight singed the slightly exposed skin on my ankles, though I dragged it up just in time to avoid the worst of it. My sigh of relief came for both of us, for despite Fallan's lack of cardiovascular function, I could see the comfort plain on her face now that we were safe in the treetops. Peering over the side of the tree branch we'd perched ourselves on, I could see the sunlight bleaching the bottom of the tree in stark white, while further up the trunk remained its tell-tale stygian color. "We're safe for now" I murmured, allowing myself a moment to relax as I lay myself down on the thick branch, allowing my eyes to close as exhaustion pulsed in waves over my skin. "Emphasis on the for now part. As soon as the sun comes down, they're going to come looking for you again." I heard Fallan shuffle on the branch next to me, before feeling the brush of their old, raggedy shirt against my arm. She had lay down next to me, the cold of her skin atypical for one who had once been a warmer blood than I. I still sometimes watched, fascinated, as old, coagulated teal oozed from an open wound. I often wondered, in those moments, whether or not she could still be used for paint. Did her blood regenerate? Would wounds heal? There was just so much we didn't know... "...How long can we keep doing this, Kulleo?" her hoarse, raspy voice was taught with emotion. "How much longer until the ragrippers finally catch up with us? Or...Or a threshie squad manages to make good on their threats? Or the mercenaeronauts try to collect my bounty? This was never going to work! We're not meant to..." She paused, and though tears no longer flowed from her dead eyes, I knew that her soul was crying. I think that's about enough of airing out my student's writing on here. Gotta save some for its SlayO3, right? lmaooo. Hopefully this teaches it to make sure its sending the *right* document in future. ⚇
i dont "come on too strong" youre just not pickin up the probable soulmate vvibes that im puttin dowwn or something