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Suddenly she squeaks in a higher pitch, and all 4 tentacles begin squirting out small blue marble-sized pieces of silicone. “I’M OOMPING!” she squeaks as she feels his insides filling with her insemination beans. what did i write why am i like this?

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 22/08/2025

My keyboard is dying; I am devastated. Send flowers.

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 18/08/2025

captains log: write this do it now!

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 12/08/2025

She pokes her head out into the promenade, still only wearing her T-shirt. “Where did you go?” she asks. The bonsai tree she has asked looks at her blankly; in the 97 years it has existed, no one has directly addressed it. Let alone be asked such a ridiculous question, it refuses to answer.

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 12/08/2025

this is one of my favorite buildings ever its a magical place where if your not careful you can slip into another world

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 07/08/2025

Writing isnt lucrative or i would help

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 30/07/2025

The Ranch Motel - Volume 2 Chapter 5 : Dwarven Desires Josh and the Door Keeper watch a movie. #fluff #hot #nsfw #serial #TheRanchMotel www.scribblehub.com/read/1327350...

Dwarven Desire in the Depths—A group of dwarves is mining miles below the surface, and the isolation causes sexual tensions to run high.

The hand-forged and gilded dwarven pickaxe is forced into the rock with all of the might the squat dwarf can manage, the point driven into the solid rock; then the dwarf flexes and pulls the split rock out of the way.

The weight of 4 miles of rock is hanging above his head. The sweltering heat was controlled by pumping fluid down into the tunnel and then pumping it back to the surface, where radiators let the heat dissipate—a miracle of dwarven technology. The fluid, once at the surface, is pumped back down to let it repeat the cycle over and over and over.

Or it should, except the system for the sprayer for this section had clogged and jammed.

A wide-mustached dwarf twists his wrench, and the water begins to flow again.

“Spout 15 is functional, Master Gibblings,” the wide-mustached dwarf says to the imposing, knee-length-bearded dwarf. He watches the muscles of the older dwarf's back ripple as he swings his pickaxe once again.

“Good, technician Thorabean,” Master Gibblings says to the junior mechanic dwarf. He rips his pickaxe from the stone, pulling more free. He judges that this vein might widen out again in a few feet.

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 29/07/2025

#writers know that feeling when your at 5000 words for the day and your brain is screaming no more. yeah no more.

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 23/07/2025

We are starting a new arc in the ranch soon the mysteries of the parking lot

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 21/07/2025

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the pain of tinnitus is real the level of hatred this is is impressive

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Trooper @trooper1881.bsky.social · 20/07/2025

anyone else all cute this weekend?

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