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I d9 ap9l9gize f9r my extended and frequent a6sences. My life has 6een unexpected 6usy this past sweep and I'm afraid checking in at all has slipped my mind. I h9nestly d9u6t I still maintain a f9ll9wing, 6ut as yet I haven't checked. We'll see, hmm?

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I think I need m9re interests. I l9gged 9n t9night and my dash feed was n9thing 6ut a single tr9ll talking t9 many. Get t99 busy f9r a s9cial life and this stuff happens. Where did every9ne g9?

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Amazingly, at much l9ng frustrati9n, I exist, 6riefly.

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[[I opened this up and suddenly characters i don't recognise i'm very concerned and a little scared.

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I l9g 9n t9 make a p9st c9mplaining a69ut the state 9f my life (9h the j9ys 9f 6eing a 6reeder) and this damned Tum6lr update assaults me 9ut 9f n9where. There've been a l9t 9f updates since I j9ined the site 6ut this is 6y far the m9st 9ffensive piece 9f shit I've ever had the displeasure 9f enc9untering.

I f9rg9t what I was even g9ing t9 c9mplain a69ut I'm s9 irritated. The p9st and cancel 6utt9ns have 6een exchanged, text editing is n9 l9nger at the t9p 9f the p9st, and is instead hidden under a h9ver menu that may 9r may n9t sh9w up when I highlight s9mething, and there's n9 clear deliniati9n 6etween title, p9st and tags save f9r slightly lighter grey 'example' areas that seem t9 6e there f9r the s9le purp9se 9f user m9ckery. The f9nt is a j9ke, titles l99k like click6ait, and links appear t9 have 6een made to only slightly differ fr9m b9dy text. C9ngratulati9ns 9n making the site unusable and unfriendly t9ward disa6led individuals. If y9u were g9ing f9r that, y9u n9w have ten 9f what I'm g9ing t9 gener9usly refer t9 as 'assh9le p9ints'. That's just ten new 9nes. Y9u've g9t l9ads left 9ver fr9m the last time y9u screwed up my r9utine.

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my blog is great but have u seen my ass

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Send "Hey there" to pin my character against the wall and kiss them.

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₩ (( ;D))

"They can't be trusted. They're unpredictable. They'll kill us given half a chance..." Someone hissed in Kankri's ear, having seen him interacting with the cool blood not but minutes before, and a brow arched delicately as he stared her down before making his way over to the Indigo Queen. Without a bit of hesitation he wiggled his way into Kurloz Makara's lap and defiantly curled into the much larger troll's chest. He had no fear.

Besides.

He rather liked this particular highblood.

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Send me ₩ for my muse to sit in your muse's lap

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Send "You Taste Good!" for My Muse's Reaction to Your's sneaking up on them and licking their Neck..

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Go clothes shopping for my character.

I’m certain you’ve been screaming to put them in SOME kind of outfit so drop it in the submit box!

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The motion caught his eye and he looked up to read the sign. His lips pursed and he thought about it for a moment, before deciding to respond vocally.

"To me I sound strained. I shouldn" he paused to cough and recover himself. "I shouldn't use it. Shouldn't outright speak," another pause "but sometimes I have to," Breathe, in, out, "and I get weird pitying looks." The sound itself is strained, thin and barely above a whisper, rough and ragged. His hand rubs at the scarred area of his throat, eyes drifting away briefly. It's not something that should be embarrassing or cause an upset... But it does. The sound of his own voice makes him want to cry.

Whispering is one thing, trying to use what's left of the chords to produce real sound is another entirely.

His hands swing into sign, after a moment. 

>I said the wrong thing to a midblood who was terrorizing a warblooded individual, when I was small. Somehow word of the effects of my particular mutation got out and they determined that it would be a waste to kill me like my bearer had been killed. Better to just remove my ability to talk back. I remember they talked about it extensively, sitting on my legs, holding my arms down. I remember them trying to decide whether they should take my tongue or my voice. They decided tongues were useful, so they... I had my first surgery with a switch blade in a back alley and I'm lucky I survived, but now I can't safely express pleasure or frustration or anger. A little use has me regretting it for a long time after. Customers think they have the right to my person, because I'm a disabled mutant.< He sighed, biting the inside of his lip as he continued.

>It's left me feeling like the only real choices I have in my life are whether or not someone is allowed to fuck me, and the people who seem most interested also seem to have great deals of the sort of pity no one wants, even in a relationship, so... Celibacy has been the only choice I've felt I could make for myself that no one else had any say in...< He realized where that had gone and flushed red. >I'm sorry you're probably not interested in any of that I let my thoughts run away with my hands.<

Kankri’s eyes drifted from the menu to his companion and back, feet swinging idly under the chair as he thought about his order, waiting for the waitress to come back. 

The people in the room might find it uncomfortable to have a highblood in the space, even a little terrifying, but Kankri trusted him, oddly enough, so what was their problem?

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Reblog if you rp nsfw.

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Dark Cravings ((You're welcome as well. uwu ))

Send "Dark Cravings" For My Muse's reaction to Your's Dragging them into a Dark Room, pining them against a wall, and kissing them along their Neck..

The cool hand wrapped around his wrist, tugging at the limb insistently. The swift pace as he was hurried into the room. The click of the latch as the door shut behind them. It happened so fast that he wasn't sure what was happening until he felt his back hit the wall and the scent of Kurloz's skin paint filled his nostrils as the much larger troll descended on his throat, pressing kisses and nips along the column of flesh. Cool lips passed over his sensitive scarring, drawing a strangled moan from the generally silent troll, making him arch into the larger figure, head tilted back to allow for greater access. Whatever he'd done to encourage this behavior, he was going to have to figure it out and remember it, because holy hell he wanted to do this again, and often.

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Send "Dark Cravings" For My Muse's reaction to Your's Dragging them into a Dark Room, pining them against a wall, and kissing them along their Neck..

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Kankri's eyes drifted from the menu to his companion and back, feet swinging idly under the chair as he thought about his order, waiting for the waitress to come back. 

The people in the room might find it uncomfortable to have a highblood in the space, even a little terrifying, but Kankri trusted him, oddly enough, so what was their problem?

The temperature in the room seemed to drop a everything ground to a hault. Highbloods didn’t come to that cafe often. People gave the mutant curious looks as he eased himself into the seat bin front of the much larger troll. 

A glance around the room and people went back to whispering and eating, and Kankri raised a hand for menues.