This Is Probably Another Reason Why I Havent Been Talking To Many People

Who Would Talk to Me When I Log In At Two In The Morning

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Except For Perhaps Vriska Whom I Believe Never Sleeps

In Any Case

I Am To Bed

Good Night To Anyone Else Who Is Still Awake

And Good Night Specifically To Vriska And Karkat

Thank You For Speaking With Me How Ever Briefly

8tastic:

Ahhhhhhhh, you’re a riot fussyfangs. I take it you don’t look at explicit material that often or else you would 8e deleting it a lot more than I think you do. 

I am sure all will 8e right with the 8rowser universe soon enough, though. 

Im Glad To Provide You With Amusement

And No I Dont Look At Explicit Material Very Often

Although Even If I Did I Dont See Why I Would Delete My History

Im The Only One Who Uses My Husktop Anyway So Why Would I Bother

But I Dont See How Any Of This Would Effect The Browser Universe As You Succinctly Put It As A Whole

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8tastic replied to your post: You Know What

Fussyfangs did you really just make a 8ig deal out of deleting your 8rowser history?

I Suppose That Depends On What You Mean By Big Deal

I Simply Made A Post On My Personal Blog About My Thoughts On A Fairly Simple Action Driven By Complex Thoughts

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In Other Words

Yes

Yes I Did

It Is Time To Delete All Of My History

And Start Anew

I Suppose Its A Dumb Way Of Starting Over

But Somehow

Knowing That I Will Have To Type In The Full URLs Of My Favorite Websites

And That My Computer Will Have To Learn All Of My Internet Habits Again Whether Said Habits Or New Or Old

And Its Nice Knowing That Certain Websites That I No Longer Go To As Much Will No Longer Be Supplied As Autofill

Little Things Can Sometimes Mean A Lot

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yourfearlessleader69 replied to your post: Its A Complete Miracle That I Still Keep This Thing

[[ *hugs* You ok, sis? :c I was gone for a long while, and even I’m surprised a number of people still follow me. ]]

(aasaodingdkls Sorry, didn’t mean to worry you! It’s just one of those awkward periods where I’ve had this account for so long that I don’t really know what to do with it anymore? Like, I wanna keep it, but I don’t know what else to do with it…)

I Hardly Log On

And When I Do Its Usually To Complain About My Day

Or Reblog Vaguely Amusing Things

Which Usually End Up Being Gratuitous Pictures Of Myself

In Fact

I Find It Amazing That People Still Follow Me

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sweetmotherofbuckets:

pancakestein:

i’m fucking dead

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8acksta8:

As for that, giving out a command to the jade-blood was difficult. Mindfang failed to understand why. The newbie was just another slave aboard, she no longer had any rights.

The cerulean-blood wanted to give her out the command ‘Please me.’. However, she was certain that it will make the other to spite her and look down at her.
Something she was awkwardly scared of.
After a few moments of silence she would lean in and place another kiss, this time on the corner of Kanaya’s mouth.

“Nothing too much… I will simply request from you to comfort me, I will do nothing else to your body. I promise.”

Kanaya braces herself for the next command. After all, what else could they do that would involve her lack of clothing? She finds herself suddenly worrying about that. Her skills in carnal activities are decidedly… minute. Kanaya has not yet had neither a matesprit nor a kismesis, and she never exactly saw the appeal of casual pailing. She quietly hopes that whatever she lacks in skill, she will be able to make up for in enthusiasm or at least effort.

Needless to say, she’s very surprised when the captain kisses her very tenderly and requests simple comfort instead.

Now, this is something that comes more easily to her. 

She lifts her head and briefly makes eye contact with the other troll.

“…As you wish.”

She shifts her weight slightly so that her body is leaning against Mindfang’s. She lays her head on her shoulder, mindful of her horns, and wraps an arm along the cerulean blood’s back. With her other hand, she gently plays with the ends of Mindfang’s hair, and she begins to hum a song that her lusus used to sing to her.