BBQ'd by ᑢᕼᗩᖇ 🏳️⚧️
@bbqdbycharsiuwu
Personal and Writers Account for BBQ'd by #ᑢᕼᗩᖇ 🏳️⚧️ Duck enjoyer, Kurt Wagner Enthusiast, Allegedly a Writer and enjoyer of music. Banner by @bingwritesrp.bsky.social I own no art posted!
Throw bricks, hands, anything else not tied down until we are allowed to live free.
Big long 4 day weekend coming up! Lots of writing planned!
Happy Transgender Day of Visibility ! Be gay, to crime, be seen looking fabulous while doing it! I care about your circumstances, and it's okay to not be out yet. All in your own time. As it's safe. But when you are ready, you deserve to be seen. 💙🩷🤍🩷💙
This video is for @queekisms.bsky.social because he's the only person I know who will laugh as hard as I did about it.
I'm running Werewolf the Apocalypse tonight and a player made the players (and me) matching friendship bracelets
"𝐊𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐮 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐧!" The Chestnut Roasting on an Open Fire Fist isn't a strike or technique - but a training method. By risking one's hands in the fire, the student must learn to strike so fast, they can pass through the heat and even grab the burning chestnut unscathed. ~
"How does it feel to be tricked repeatedly by a human, demon?" He coughed, a little blood dripping down his chin. Nearly half of her blows had actually struck him, his robe's front tearing open and the silk fluttering wide. From the confines of his left breast, just as her -
He nodded, jogging to catch up to her. "I... I think so." Three doors down, the old lady with the bucket was splashing the stones, and he cpuld hear her better than see her, shuddering. "I lost them before getting turned into a duck so yeah, somewhere right around here..."
He was, but at a little distance. Being near sighted, the closer he got the harder if was to make her out. By staying a few meters back, he couldn't see her clearly - but he could tell he was Akane. "Don't mind me!" He gave as a cheerful offering to her, even though he was ~
"It seemed like they were headed towards Ucchans." Mousse stood and dusted himself off. "Thanks, I actually really appriciate it. I don't wanna lose my whole day looking for them..." He bowed deeply in thanks to the TV set.
🦆 Char Ayo it's me. Local Translady here being visable. Just like, be kind. Don't be a jackass. The world is hard and bad and terrible sometimes but we don't have to make it that was for each other when we can just choose understanding and kindness. As always, Mousse says Trans Rights.
"Well, I was on my way here when Ranma was chasing Ryo- chasing P-Chan and your pig used my head as a spring board..." "And then when I turned to follow Ranma landed on my shoulders and my glasses went flying somewhere..."
He sat on the dojo floor, steaming and also shivering a bit in fear. "That old lady cleaning the stones has no battle aura, I never notice her until it's too late." He rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "Thanks Akane."
Mousse is wandering the Dojo, looking lost and missing his glasses. "Quack."
"It is truly bewildering that you have as many women interested in you as you have."