Took our son to the zoo today and saw these signs. I think it’s a great that they’re getting people interested in vore! Be sure to google “types of vore” for more info on which one you might be!
Every heartbeat is a reminder of the body’s silent symphony, where every organ is an instrument playing its part, unappreciated until one goes out of tune.
I've seen so many awsum designs I just HAD to draw my own !! Yeah, its literally just Brightmanm, but with 20% more grime. I cannot change perfection ,,,
No on asked, but I based Syn’s fluffy tail on one of my cats because my friend said, and I quote, "You're most like her, which I guess is debatable on whether it's good or bad since she's so neurotic."
My other cats are "too timid/skittish" and "way too tolerant" apparently
don't get me wrong, i love all the positivity around being aro, like "be proud of being aro!! love who you are!!", but we never talk about how hard it is to reach that spot. so here's to the aros who are still trying to understand themselves, who aren't proud of who they are yet, who are still coming to terms with their new identity.
Your naga friend lay in piles around you, comfortably corralling you within the turns of their tail. Usually this tail was smooth, slender, elegant, but now it had softened and bloated, rippling and wriggling all along its length from the combined small squirms of bulge after bulge, each one another friend, snagged, swallowed, and savored. These engorged coils now nudged you closer, carrying you like a calm tide towards their owner, nestled on a bed of themself with a blissful expression, but one that clearly told you they weren't done feasting just yet.
Their waist was still as trim as ever, their upper stomach empty, and as they drew you in you were sure you could hear it growling expectantly. They'd saved you the best seat in the house.
Hi, I'm here to talk about something people don't usually realize is a problem, and I'm counting on Tumblr's ability to actually give a shit about things sometimes to actually pay attention.
So there's this thing called Celiac disease. A lot of people have it, me included, and it's an autoimmune disorder. The way it works is simple:
I eat gluten
My body screams and eats my intestines in response.
Not a good time, as you can imagine. As a result, people with Celiac have to avoid gluten at all costs. It's not like an intolerance where you feel sick but will recover. If you have celiac and are exposed to even the slightest amount of gluten, it will cause lasting and sometimes permanent damage to your body. It's a genuinely serious disorder.
Now here's the big issue. No one gives a shit about how careful we have to be. The tiniest amount of gluten can be enough to trigger a reaction.
I cannot kiss someone who has eaten gluten recently, or else I risk cross contamination.
This isn't some gluten free fad. This isn't some diet I can cheat on, or just an intolerance that isn't serious. I can develop cancer from eating bread. Literal. Fucking. Cancer. And just the tiniest amount of gluten is enough to trigger an immune response.
People with Celiac can rarely trust any food they haven't prepared themselves. Even food labeled as "gluten free" isn't always safe. Social gatherings where people bring food are a minefield. Restaurants are a huge risk each time.
I'm a college student, I have to eat in a dining hall. I'm terrified that I won't be able to eat anything other than salad, and even that's a risk because someone may have used the crouton tongs on the broccoli.
So please, if you work in food service and someone asks if things are gluten free, please be careful and please be honest. We're putting an insane amount of trust in you just by asking for food. Use a different cutting board, make sure to wash the knife. Little things like that can save us so much stress and pain.
It's like someone being diabetic and asking for the sugar free soda instead of the regular. We're not doing this as part of a fad diet, we're being so careful about what you serve because we don't get a choice.