It looks like Anna is actually going to kill herself. She won my give away so I have her address. Ckret, Sem, and I have the Brazil police dispatch number but we can’t talk to them.
Help?
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((Like/reply/answer if you’re on board for this.
Maybe with who your character is/will be.
I need this to happen guys.
Iggy as Satine…
God guys…))
(Source: dreamiingofp2iioniic2)
…Now II feel old. Heheh, you’re really cute when you glub, Mii2tre22.I am not! O)( cod, I was a little )(arlot, feisty and a grumpy gills… And now I’m T)(AT. UG)(. God I )(ate my past self! I )(ate all my selves!!!
GLUB GLUB GLUB.
Proceed to be a grumpy gills.
*Cuddle the grumpy gills*
Mii2tre22, you’re ab2olutely adorable~
I had to post this for all the yaoi porn out there!!
homestuck porn would be gone forever
but all my porn is downloaded from this IP address
can we just ban him from ever becoming a representative or
((oh no))OKAY NOW THEYRE COMING AFTER MY PORN NOW WE HAVE A PROBLEM
((MY PORN.
FUCK WE HAVE A HUGE PROBLEM.))
((Because I denounce being a virgo.
I am now a Gemini.))
Castor listened quietly to his mistress’s words, before he opened his eyes to look up at her, the bi-colored orbs holding only adoration and absolute love, slowly he inhaled, and released it. “II would honored to have you a2 my fiir2t, Mii2tre22…” He looked away a bit shyly, timidly. “II would love iit, actually… II love you, Mii2tre22.” He lifted his eyes to her face again.
The smaller male pressed up into the elder troll’s hand on his belly, gasping when one of his bulges was rubbed. Oh, that felt surprisingly good. He didn’t know that could feel good. He couldn’t help the shaky chirp that left his lips when he was actually grabbed and stroked.
He quickly began to harden at the contact, shivering slightly. He was being completely honest when he said he’d love to have the Condesce as his first. It wouldn’t hurt him, he didn’t think so at least. He’d be very happy if she was, actually.
“NO! Just… No Castor. It would not be fitting, even if you’d desire it I cannot be responsible for taking from you. Fully I mean, at least if I give per)(aps you can find someone else to fill t)(e ot)(er )(alf of t)(e pail. But it will not be me. I’ve already fulfilled my pledge to t)(e Mot)(er Grub, sending enoug)( for quite a few annoying )(eiresses to pop up from t)(is next spawning.
It would not be rig)(t for someone as )(ig)( as me to mix wit)( you. I only mix colors wit)( )(ig)(bloods for brooding season. Maybe after you find someone stable for a kismesis or matesprit, but not now.”
Castor looked away quietly, biting his lip. Oh, okay, that hurt. He was fine, though. He’d cry about it later for sure, but now he just wanted to enjoy the attention he was receiving. He did enjoy it. A lot, actually.
He rocked into the contact slightly, bottom lip getting caught between his teeth. He closed his eyes, breathing shakily, a quiet moan escaping. It isn’t like he actually had time to fill his quadrants, though. He hadn’t even seen his moirail since he was six.
The yellowblood relaxed under his mistress, still trying desperately to process what was happening, and still coming up blank. He purred quietly as he was pet, closing his eyes. He completely trusted the much older troll, knowing, or at least thinking, that she wouldn’t hurt him. His cheeks still burned, though, at the intimate position they were in as well as his own embarrassment due to, again, being flushed for the Empress.
“As muc)( fun )(urting you is, and I am as)(amed to say it is very pleasing… I will not )(ave you culled by t)(e drones t)(is brooding season. I will NOT. Do not make me bear witness to your deat)(, I will not )(ave it. I am not going to pail wit)( you )(owever, your virginity s)(ould not be taken by someone like me. No, I’m just going to make you feel good for once. Instead of being selfis)( as usual.”
The Empress leaned down and kissed his nose, trying to be gentle but still coming off as harsh. She pet his cheek with a thumb, her other hand sinking to his stomach and rubbing it. She scoot herself down and snaked her fingers under the hem of his boxers and rubbed along one of his bulges. Yes she knew of his mutation but it didn’t matter, he was still special and that was all that mattered.
Tickling up the side of it she firmly grabbed him by the base in her palm. Slowly stroking him, the most direct contact she’d ever had with him. Yes, she was being very selfless today.
Castor listened quietly to his mistress’s words, before he opened his eyes to look up at her, the bi-colored orbs holding only adoration and absolute love, slowly he inhaled, and released it. “II would honored to have you a2 my fiir2t, Mii2tre22…” He looked away a bit shyly, timidly. “II would love iit, actually… II love you, Mii2tre22.” He lifted his eyes to her face again.
The smaller male pressed up into the elder troll’s hand on his belly, gasping when one of his bulges was rubbed. Oh, that felt surprisingly good. He didn’t know that could feel good. He couldn’t help the shaky chirp that left his lips when he was actually grabbed and stroked.
He quickly began to harden at the contact, shivering slightly. He was being completely honest when he said he’d love to have the Condesce as his first. It wouldn’t hurt him, he didn’t think so at least. He’d be very happy if she was, actually.
