#zaffrenosologist

[embellishedbookworm]

@zaffrenosologist replied to your post “what, me crying about a cartoon? no way. hah. not...”:

[ what cartoon ]

​the owl house! it just ended. and, it totally didn't stab me in the heart on the way out or anything. nope.

[new-alternian-mechanic]

zaffrenosologist started following you

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@zaffrenosologist

[lastlycoris]

@sea-m0nster, @paytonfc, @zaffrenosologist, @stolen-godhood, @strangepsychiatry

Hello everyone. I’m Euri. 

And currently being made to take a 24 hour break after I spaced out really bad. It’s nice to meet you all. 

[arsenicfathips]

[ hello Nepeta my names Cadmia thought id say hi you seem like a person id like to get to know ]

:33< *af raises a furiendly paw and waves at the new face that has bravely apurroached her.*

:33< hello! i wonder what traits of mine has attracted you here? :33c

[contaiinedarmageddon2]

With the coordinates set, it wasn't long before she was where they were sending her to. Usually these devices often took you to another teleportaliser pad and in some rare cases that'd be outside at the front door, but sometimes they were in the room.

Black shirt, black trousers, black labcoat. Mid to low blood utilitarian fare. She did indeed sport a half mask over her eyes, a crude approximation of metal covering burn scars over her face. What Sollux might notice sooner was that she ranged about five foot seven inches, which for him would have been a little amazonian. The second was her figure: she was definitely chubby with a round tum and all the trimmings, and that included other curves. A healthy fat bust, and a naturally wide shelf butt.

He had reblogged pictures of women with similar figure to her. Now one asked him to make it fit: for somebody with a big dick, those words were often kryptonite.

"Hello? Sollux? I'm here. Where do I go? I brought a few things. Uhm, condoms. Lipstick. You didn't tell me your stamina so I brought some extra."

The room that was set to receive her was a few notches above minimalist, reminiscent of an upscale hotel room with a large bed, kitchenette with a table, and a couch all somewhat cramped together. A blank canvas for whomever might need to crash there. The transporter pad itself was in small niche set into the wall.

Sollux was himself immediately visible sitting back into the couch holding his phone, totally not about to reply to the previous message before seeing a different notification. He turns his head at the flashing pad with a cocked eyebrow, a veteran of very amazonian.

"Well there's a bathroom down the hall, or you could visit our gift shop in the lobby." He gestures at the various furniture: couch, bed, a chair over in the corner. "Figured you can pick whatever you think is going to make this easier, then we can worry about stamina."

[0empty0eyes0]

[ smash or pass - yourself - also hi this is me saying hello ]

Um smash i supp0se

Nice t0 meet y0u???

[tittering-gaolbreaker]

lmao yeah maybe tho now im thinking of something like captain pegcock he lost his dick during his pirating days and now travels the seven puss-seas 4 the 1 piece of ass 2 restore his dick

bet u could make a long running series out of that and b able 2 employ all us differently chested

wait is that a real term or am i just fucking around idk anymore

hi im roxy my brains rly scrambled

[feedthegrimm]

Salem sat upon her throne, legs crossed, as the doors to her chamber were opened. A prisoner had been brought in for her: a rare specimen that she could use to breed a whole new species of Grimm. The troll was naked, left with her arms tied behind her back as she was brought before the witch queen. “Mmm... So you are a troll? Interesting...”

@zaffrenosologist