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silentium-symphony · 8 months

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Spoiled Rotten (Link x Reader) SMUT

(a/n) needed a break from now watch me whip, so here's some smut :) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

i didn’t really mean to make a sequel for Starved, it just kinda happened 💀 can def stand alone tho! i don't typically write a dominant reader, but i had a lot of fun trying smth new :) i hope you enjoy ♡

cw: afab!reader, mentioned somnophilia (like one line), swearing, nice and fluffy in the beginning, ya'll being absolute BRATS to each other oml, taking turns dominating the other :), link once again having the dirtiest mouth in the world, spreading you on all fours, riding link like the gorgeous stallion he is

wc: 5.8k

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Passerine warbles teased your consciousness from the lands of slumber to the realm of morning. A curtain of colors whisped behind your eyelids and you felt the warmth of the sunbeam conveniently placed on your eyes; cracking them open a smidgen spelled the death of your pupils as you were immediately blinded by its solar glory.

Your head lulled to the side, still very much weighted by sleep, and came face-to-face with your lightly snoring husband. His golden brows were pulled into a relaxed arch, no longer featuring a drawn, terse look. His cheeks, smushed into the pillow, slotted perfectly in your hand and you stroked them fondly. A soft moan left him and you could feel the little bits of tension in his jaw disappear completely. Looking further down, you saw his neck and chest littered with hickeys galore; your lips tingled hotly.

You lifted the arm that was dangled loosely over your waist with great care, gauging his expression for any hint of discomfort or arousal. You were genuinely shocked he didn't slug his arm over you and hug you tighter as he normally would. While setting his arm down in front of you, you saw bright red scratch marks running up and down his arms. Highlights of last night pervaded your mind and it took a considerable amount of mental fortitude to not start grinding against his bare member. Additionally, thinking about how he abused your cunt with his incessant pounding started to fill you up with post-orgasm sleepiness--not what you wanted when you were trying to get out of bed.

And he did all that right after he got back. Y'know... It makes sense why he'd be knocked out.

Your lips ghosted atop his twitching eyelids while you slinked out of bed and oNTO THE FLOOR OH SWEET HYLIA

A hand flew to the corner of your bedstand and you somehow managed to catch yourself before you ate shit. Link really diddly darn fucked you 'til your legs gave out, huh? Can't say you were complaining--

You hauled yourself up, your knees shivering and buckling from the arduous task of existing in an upright position. You scooted closer to your shared dresser, the smooth walls acting as support, and you slipped on one of Link's shirts. His scent wrapped around you comfortingly and was reminiscent of one of his hugs. There was also the added benefit of Link really liking you in his clothes--a fact you very much took advantage of.

With the wall still acting as your cane, you made the trepidatious trip to the kitchen.

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You balanced two plates of fried eggs and rice on a small wooden tray, complete with silverware, water, and two mug cakes! You managed to find the recipe haphazardly scribbled down on a random piece of parchment. You thought it looked delectable and hoped he thought the same.

You limped ambled your way to the bedroom and opened the old door as gingerly as possible.

Unluckily for you (and him, now that you thought about it), the wakeful tendencies stemming from the extreme sport of sleeping alone in the wilderness kicked in and his ears visibly twitched, disturbed by the softest sounds from across the room. He shuffled quickly and turned to you, his eyes still drooped with sleep.

"Mm... g'morn..." His nose quivered. "What smells so good...?"

"Breakfast!"

"Breakfast? In bed?" He could barely contain his excitement.

"Breakfast in bed!"

He sat up, propping and fluffing the pillows as you made your way over to him. He clapped and rubbed his hands in glee.

"Oh! Are those...?" The gears in Link's head buffered and churned.

"Mug cakes!" You set the tray down on his lap and saddled next to him.

"Mug cakes!!!" He returned your gleeful energy. "They look delicious, darling."

"Thank you, dear." You shoveled a fluffy mound of rice topped with an equally fluffy piece of egg in your mouth and sighed contently. He leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek before dipping to your ear.

"Not as delicious as you though." He breathed, eyeing the plain white shirt hanging from your frame. You gasped at the sensation of heat tickling your neck and your palm connected with the backside of his head.

"Ow!" He pouted. "Unnecessary."

"J-Just eat the damn food!" Clearly flustered, you scraped more food into your mouth and promptly turned away from him. He laughed while smoothing out your bedhead before chowing down on the simple spread before him.

"How're you feeling? I'm sorry for being a bit... rough last night."

Good sir you almost broke my back and yours "a bit?"

He rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. "Okay, fine, but my question still stands--how're you feeling?"

"I'm all right! My... Legs were pretty weak this morning." You shrunk, feeling Link's ego swell. You could practically feel the smirk on his face.

"Were you okay climbing out of bed this morning? You didn't fall, did you?"

You were so thankful he couldn't see the imaginary sweat beading down your brow.

"Nope! All good!"

"Glad to hear it."

Your conversation lapsed into a comfortable silence as you both relished in each other's company and the food. While you finished up the main dish, Link dipped his spoon into the gooey mug cake and almost kicked his feet in childlike joy.

"This is amazing! It tastes just like your hugs!"

Your heart simultaneously fluttered and melted into one big goop.

"Heheh... And what, good sir, do my hugs taste like?"

"Hm..." He leaned in and glomped onto you. "Warm... Soft... Sweet..."

While you were basking in his warm embrace, you didn't notice the sly hand sneaking for the hem of your shirt. Warm digits traced up your torso and cusped your breasts; a pleasurable chill shuddered through you.

"Tantalizing..." He husked, lowering you onto your back. "Enchanting..."

He showered your neck with gentle pecks and retraced the bruises and nips he planted on your skin the night before. Your arms wrapped loosely around him, pulling him closer. You could feel his dick begin to throb with heat.

"Mm... Link..."

Guuuurgle...

Oh.

He pulled away from you, light, innocent giggles bouncing between the two of you.

"Let's take our time today, okay?"

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After clearing breakfast and cuddling for an hour or so, you both finally got up and started your day. Link volunteered to wash the dirty dishes while you put away the... scattered clothes from last night. Tidying the room to your liking, you came down to meet your husband.

Whose got his lean, toned, battle-scarred back turned to you.

Your love marks from last night were due to join his never-ending collection of scars--at least for the coming weeks. A wicked smile crossed your lips and you stalked toward him, tiptoes feeling around the squeaky floorboards.

He soaped up the water some more and smiled at the bubbles that floated to his nose, humming a happy lil' tune, completely oblivious to your sinful intentions. As he dipped a plate into the soapy basin, arms wrapped around his torso and he felt something warm and soft trace his back and sides.

His next exhale caught in his throat and he sputtered... some type of exclamation. As quickly as it tensed, his sinewy muscles grew lax in your embrace, melting into your touch. He adored the way your mouth hungrily suctioned to his old scars and how divine it felt for your hands to caress him, rubbing soothing patterns into sore spots he never knew he had.

You worked your way up and brushed your lips along the still-fresh scratches on his shoulders. You painted them with tender, loving kisses as your hand drifted lower and lower...

"You're marked up so nicely for me..." Your fingers coasted the prominent bulge in his pants and he bit back a whine. "I'm going to have so much fun with you."

Hands spun his waist around and his eyes flew shut, fully expecting to feel your lips slam into his as you took him right then and there.

...?

Except... You didn't...?

His eyes cracked open to his beloved's absence, confounded. A bright, chirpy whistle had him swiveling his head for a double take and he saw you happily drying the dishes he washed. Like nothing happened.

"You okay, love?" You looked at him through your lashes. "You've got stars in your eyes."

Said eyes twitched.

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The sun was still high up in the sky when you finished torturing the poor man with your household chores. The door swung open; Link went out first, bucket and brush in hand, while you stayed at the door for just a moment longer. The open windows couldn't quite demonstrate the soul-cleansing power of the fresh winds and you relished the wind tugging through your hair. Your lungs expanded as much as they could, filling themselves with the scent of home-tinged wilderness, before breathing out.

Epona's happy nickers tickled your ears and you drew closer to the duo. Link was going through her sleek coat, brushing it of dirt and grime while you filled her troughs with fresh hay and clean water. You threw yourself onto Epona and gave her fluttering kisses on her snout and neck, singing praises into the ears of your equestrian friend and thanking her repeatedly for bringing Link back home safely.

Link, smiling, grabbed the bucket and left her stall.

"I'm gonna grab some more water."

You acknowledged him with a bright "mm" and turned your attention to Epona, who was lovingly nuzzling your neck. Your husband rounded the corner and disappeared behind your house--you waited a few moments.

Now was your chance.

You flew out of her stall and veered into your house, cramming as many apples as you could hold in your arms, and practically teleported back to her stall. The sweet mare let out the happiest whinny you've ever heard and pawed the ground with anticipation. You peered over your shoulder as you presented her her favorite treats and prayed to Hylia Link's bucket broke or something. Just... Please Goddess, stall him for a bit.

Link loves hates it when you tease him with the 'nonsense' of Epona liking you more. You remembered the first time you brought up such a notion and Link was quick to scoff at your claims, assuring you that he and Epona share a bond like no other. The sweet, sweet look on his face when Epona responded to your voice and not his that one time never left your mind. To add insult to injury, not only did she straight up ignore the blonde--she clopped away from Link and over to you, leaving her beloved rider in the literal and metaphorical dust. Link reverted back to silence for the rest of the day.

Besides! She works just as hard as Link in keeping Hyrule safe. She deserves all the treats in the world.

Epona made quick work of the bushel and pressed her snout to you for more. You laughed and gently pushed her away, kissing her nose as you did. You turned around, half-expecting to see your husband with a silly exasperated look on his face; no one. You rocked on your heels, keeping a steady stream of pats on Epona's neck as you craned yours to find your beloved. Where was he?

The familiar knot of worry pitted your stomach and, pressing one final nuzzle into Epona, left her stall. You followed the trail your love had taken several minutes ago, careening your neck around the corner. The well sat unattended and the bucket your husband carried laid on its side. You approached the scene carefully, your lips forming into a 'Link?'

A pair of hands dug into your waist; your vision whizzed into a blend of colors, the back of your house bleeding into the scene of a little alcove. You barely had time to think let alone scream before something hot and wet muffled your lips. Your assailant pressed you further into the wall, pinning your arms above your head and coasting his digits up your thigh. Link's handsome features flooded your view and you moaned into the kiss, feeling your core grow hot with need.

He moved himself between your legs and gyrated his clothed tip against your engorged and sensitive bud. Your lips pulled away with a pop and he busied himself tarnishing your neck once again, reinforcing the lighter bruises already beginning to fade and making new ones in previously unexplored spots. His pants grew uncomfortably tight as he listened to the pathetic whimpers dripping out of you.

"Shh..." A playful kiss lapped your collarbone. "Not so loud hun, someone might hear..."

You fussed and squirmed under his treatment, his mischievous, nippy kisses along your skin sending your thoughts into overdrive. You hadn't even noticed your hips rolling faster, sloppier against him as your heat craved that sweet friction. Link felt your juices seep through the thin fabric of his pants and moisten the head of his cock.

"Look at you, making a mess all over me..." He sang, nibbling the lobe of your ear.

His hands left your wrist to find solace at the back of your thighs. With a grunt, he hoisted you into a seated position and pressed his full weight against yours, nullifying any chance for escape. Your legs hung uselessly at his hips as he continued moving against you in both body and lip.

His mouth moved to capture the beginnings of your breasts, suckling the curve of your mound until your chest glistened with his spit. He looked up at you through trembling lashes, committing your hooded gaze, gaping mouth, and flushed cheeks to memory.

The tips of your toes grazed the ground as Link lowered you delicately before he not so delicately spun you round and slammed your front against the wall. The sudden impact knocked what was left of precious air out of your lungs and your brain roared, the organ already doubling over from a pleasure-kissed lightheadedness.

Calloused hands connected with the soft of your inner thighs, flowing it open and dragging a finger, slow and deliberate, across your clothed folds. You all but screamed his name, his previous warnings to keep it quiet muddling with lusty bliss. Wet, hot breaths on bits of your exposed back sent your eyes rolling into your head and you balled your fists at the thought of him taking you here and now.

You felt his weight leave your form and you waited with growing impatience for him to be rid of his clothes. Your eyes were still squinted shut as you whined, trying to push your rear against his tented crotch hungrily.

He's... further away than you expected. How big is this alcove...?

You looked over your shoulder, confusion meddling with your arousal, and caught a glimpse of blonde swaggering away from you as if nothing had happened.

Heart thundering, legs quivering, blood rushing, your bent frame crumbled in on itself as your knees gave out from under you.

"LINK!!!"

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Safe to say by the time dinner rolled around, the two of you could hardly look at each other and any attempts at making small talk felt like Ganon shooting his piss into your eyes. Any semblance of Link in your brain always ended up with him either railing you or you fucking him until collapse.

You looked up from your plate to grab the water pitcher before you and you could feel the darkness glimmering in his eyes, heavy with lust and frustration. Your thighs grinded against each other, hoping to satiate the growing need to stimulate yourself even if only a little.

You were one look away from pinning him onto the dining table and fucking him until he was a babbling, crying mess under you. Unbeknownst to you (not really), Link happened to share those same sentiments.

Hylia, you were so horny for each other and your skin felt aflamed by his absence. But... you'd be lying if you said you didn't find a sick pleasure in watching you and him squirm under each other's heavy gaze, seeing how long either of you could last before one of you bites the arrow and takes the other.

"(F/N)."

You jolted at the sound of your own name and looked up into Link's blown-out pupils and barely parted lips, moistened with spit. Not a word was spoken between the two bodies; a velvety darkness took hold of your chest and you absently felt your feet march over to your husband before locking lips with his in messy desperation. Your hands explored the warmth of his skin, rubbing the back of his shoulders, his face, his chest. With a small tug on your wrist, you fell into his lap and he steadied you with level hands. You rolled your hips against his aching cock, teasing his stiffness with every sultry sway.

His lips latched onto your shoulder and his teeth sunk into the soft flesh, feeling your body shiver against his. He moved in time with your motions, rocking you faster against his dick that sweltered with desire. His chair skitted back and his hands flew to your ass, squeezing the soft, plump flesh as he carried you to the bedroom. Your legs hugged his torso to keep yourself up as he blindly fumbled with the doorknob, impatience ticking both your features.

He swung the door open, the shockwave from the sudden slam knocking down whatever trinket or picture was hanging on the wall. You paid little mind to the clamor of knick-knacks as Link tripped onto the bed, his back sinking into the soft mattress and you adding to his weight. You braced your hands on the sides of his head while his found your hips, fondling and diveting the soft flesh.

Languid lips moved with his before traveling towards his jawline and down to the soft skin of his neck, lapping it with butterfly kisses. A shaky breath all but stopped at the base of his throat as he saw you trail red, hot pecks along the dip of his shoulder and down to his chest, assaulting his lust-stricken senses with a campaign of pleasure. You looked up at him teasingly, swirling the tip of your tongue about his perked nipple.

Link's eyes fluttered close as a breathy sigh left him, his hips bucking wildly against your own. He tried so hard to catch his breath, but every roll, every graze, everything flared a white flame throughout his core. His mind was slipping, he could feel it, but by the gods did he do his damnest to savor every little sensation he would feel tonight.

Your hands quickly discarded your undergarments and flew to the hem of your shirt, tossing it aside like you've done hundreds of times before. Link followed suit, doing the extra step of lifting his hips (you still on top) to shimmy his pants off. He kicked the offending fabric off the bed and you both sighed, enjoying the pleasurable tingles the cool night air brought to your hottest spots. You lifted yourself and slowly rubbed your folds all over him, drinking in his dirty mewls like it would be the last thing you tasted. Something dark snapped into your husband's eyes as a hand left your hip to cruelly flick your sensitive bundle of nerves.

A whine lapsed out of your mouth and you bobbed your dripping cunt up and down his tip. A growl countered your moans while his thumb rubbed long, teasing circles about your clit. Nails dug into the swordsman's thighs as tears clouded your vision.

"You want to play this game?" His eyes read. "Fine. Let's see who wins."

You're unceremoniously pushed forward by his limbs and your chest lands squarely atop his face. Link's muffled moans hummed between your mounds and you sighed, head lolling forward. You scooted your hole closer towards his propped thighs, dipping just past his angry head and taking a little bit more of him in your cunt. You whorled your hips slothfully, savoring the way he rubbed every corner of your entrance. Teeth dug punishingly into your nipples and worked the small buds until they were raw and red from abuse. A hot, sloppy tongue swirled around the aching buds, matching the pace with your hips.

It took everything in you to not let out the sweet cry bubbling in your chest as you pulled and twisted his soft golden locks, determined to break this man before he broke you. Without any warning, you rammed your cheeks against his thigh, taking all of him in one go; you both choked as you stretched to accommodate his length and girth while your caving walls sent him to cloud nine.

Link was the first to cry out, with you following shortly after. Still remembering the game you were playing, you slid off him almost completely before slamming yourself down again with a force that got him seeing stars. Knuckles tightened around your waist and nails dug into your supple softness as the man beneath you writhed with untold pleasures. Your throbbing heat begged you to wait, to adjust to his size, but you were so focused on getting him whimpering under you that you brushed the sensual shock off.

Link adjusted himself slightly to naturally hasten your rolls; you also adjusted yourself in a bid to level the control you had over him. You decided your gait, not him. Soft hands went to pry the battle-worn digits off your side but were promptly met with a sharp slap over your wrists, gluing them to one spot. As he positioned you slightly angled above his pelvis, his smirk countered your falling expression as you began to realize the compromising position you were in.

Not wasting any time, Link roughly entered your hole, keeping you right where he wanted you for maximum pleasure. His sudden entrance elicited the sweetest calls for his name and you threw your head back, barely keeping yourself together. Try as you might, you couldn't wriggle free from his grip (though he loved watching your futile attempts, your countenance contorting into the prettiest, sluttiest faces). Your hands twitched and convulsed, wrists writhing uselessly against your side as he hastened his thrusts.

"Nngh! Link! S-Slow--please!"

"Hm? What was that?" He asked coolly, exertion inapparent in his voice.

"T-Too fast--Link, I c-can’t--"

"Oh, but you took me so well last night. Besides, I'm having fun watching you struggle like this." He snickered, watching the rebellious glint in your eyes dull into something lustful. You were trying so hard to pry from his grasp. You thought you could break him first? How cute.

Link's head rolled into the bed as he felt you stretch and expand with every thrust, locking his cock in a vice grip. Gods, you were so tight. And warm. And wet. He cursed under his breath as he watched your juices pool at the base of his cock. His clasp unknowingly began to loosen.

Slackening just enough for you to wiggle free. He gasped, no longer feeling your convulsing hands under his and before he knew it, those same hands that got you under his control were pinned above him. You laughed something wicked as you sat promptly on his dick, stilling his wild pistoning. He felt small under your piercing gaze, like some prey item looking up at its predator. You leaned down and nipped his ear lobe, a soft whine escaping him.

"My turn." You purred, rolling against him painfully slow and giving your abused cunt a much-needed break. A groan rumbled out of him the instant he stopped pounding your insides at unimaginable speeds. You fought the wrists that tried to pull away from you and locked his lips with yours, tongue and teeth mashing sloppily against the other. Frustrated at your own slow pace, you took your rolls up a notch--fast enough to keep his mind from imploding but not enough to give it the release he craved.

"Please, just a bit faster..." He sputtered, pleading.

"Do you really think you're in a position to be giving orders?" You cooed. "Don't rush me."

Your hips lulled into a steady rhythm that was a step faster than what you were previously going. Link turned into a fumbling mess under you, filling your bedroom with his begging whines and gasps for more. With one hand still pinning him down, the other grazed the various scars that littered his abdomen. Your tongue swiped your bottom lip while you watched the outline of his abs convulse with each pleasure-stricken breath. Every one of your touches, every one of your kisses, every sloppy squelch your wet hole made as it took him whole fogged his mind with ecstasy.

"Mm! You've been so good... Letting me use your cock..." You whipped your hips forward, grip tightening around his wrists. The Hero of Hyrule's pathetic little whimpers traveled to your ears and you looked down at the whining man squirming underneath you, tears prodding his eyes.

"You like that? Hm? You like it when I bounce on your hard, hard cock?" You accentuated each word with a snap of your hips. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out a cry of pleasure.

"Please... Please, let me touch you--feel you... I need it, please..."

"Not yet darling," you kissed his tears away, giggling as more came to replace what was lost. You felt him swell inside you and you moaned. "Fuck, Link..."

You leaned back, resting on his thighs for support, and gyrated your hips in a circular motion. Link was practically screaming, begging, imploring you to grab you, hold you, anything just please--

"Nuh uh uh," your sing-song voice dripped with a lusty venom. "The moment you lay your hands on me, I stop. Got it?"

"No!" Blue eyes shot up to meet yours, mortified. "Don't stop! Whatever you do, just don't... Ah... Don't stop..."

You fucked and fucked this man until your thighs clung to his with sweat. Link pressed his face into his bicep and his hands balled into pale fists, shaking as he fought the urge to overpower your teasing self and ram his throbbing cock against your sweetest spots.

"You look so pretty, Link... Gods, absolutely gorgeous." You gingerly pulled his face to look at you. "Don't hide from me, I want to see you..."

You sunk your chest into his as your hips lifted and snapped down with a lewd squelch. He let out a noise between a gasp and a yelp and he bucked his hips up to meet your cunt. You hovered in the air, low enough for Link to slip in and out of you but high enough where he couldn't immerse himself wholly. A race of obscenities slurred out of his mouth.

"P-Please (F/N)... Can you come down a little lower for me? I need you... Need you wrapped around me..."

"Mm... I'll think about it." You laughed darkly as Link strained harder to fill you up with his cock. Eventually, his breathing became haggard and you felt his heart thunder in his chest. He threw his head back and chanted your name like something holy. Your lips left bluish welts all over his alabaster skin and you pulled away, admiring your masterpiece.

"So pretty... All right, I'll give you what you want..." You began lowering your hips--barely at first--while Link sang your praises, feeling the lower half of his dick be squeezed by your tight, wet walls.

"You fill me up so well, baby..." You rolled your hips faster, faster, faster. "Fuck, you're so big...!"

Link's abs suddenly crunched up and you yelped, slipping into his lap. Rough hands pulled you off him and spun your body round, faceplanting you into the soft sheets. He scuttled you closer and poised your ass in the air, taking a moment or two to appreciate your hole pulsating with want. His torso dipped into the arch of your back, sending hot breaths up your spine and into your ear.

"It's been fun, but..." He licked the sensitive spot under your ear, melting into your moans. "I'm gonna make you mine now, okay?"

Two fingers curled into your needy hole and thrusted at mind-numbing speeds. You screamed into the fabric bunched at the foot of your bed, fists balling uselessly in response to his merciless onslaught. As if your mind wasn't wrecked with enough pleasure, another hand snaked around your waist and dipped down your pelvis, kneading your swollen clit. The simple motion almost got you coming undone by his fingers.

"I'm gonna make you regret teasing me for so long." He hissed, his sexual frustrations turning into something sadistic.

As quickly as they entered you, his fingers pulled out and rubbed your slick all over his throbbing cock. He pained to feel your tightness vice around him, but Link was a patient man.

"You're such a tease, you know that? Gods, look at you... You're making a mess of our sheets." He hummed, rubbing his twitching head along your folds. "Whatever will you do to make up for this?"

"A-Anything!" The word flew out of your mouth before you could catch yourself. "Just please--please fuck me already!"

He chuckled evilly, prodding your entrance deeper. A whine wrenched from your throat and you tried pushing your cunt against him, but you were kept firmly in place with his hands.

"Begging's a good look on you, darling," He sang sweetly. "(F/N), you're gorgeous... Spread out so beautifully for me..."

Whispers laced with obscene praises overtook your senses as you felt your husband slowly fill you up, making sure you felt every sweet inch seep into your core. No words could explain the unholy heat that spread from your core to your fingers, tingling them with mind-rocking sensations. You felt his pelvis against your ass and you both let out a pent-up sigh.

Not a moment later, his hips snapped to life and you were completely at the mercy of the Hero's thrusts. Your breasts spilled into his hands, a wave of soft flesh lapping the other side of his palm with every forceful thrust. The other hand reached for your abused folds and rubbed your clit, each swirl more feral than the last.

"So good... So good for me... Your body was made for me..."

You were sobbing at this point. Shaking. Screaming. All for your beloved Link. He fucked every sense of coherency from your mind, filling your brain and cunt with nothing but him. He straightened his back and burrowed his fingers into your hips, admiring the little crescents his nails left behind. The air behind you stirred and the burn of a slap seared into your bouncing cheeks, lodging a pained whine in your throat. He rubbed the swollen handmark, loving the red that grew to settle on your skin and traced your relatively unmarked back that was practically begging to be marked by him.

He started with gentle kisses and tonguing here and there, gauging your expression (or moans) for discomfort. A high-pitched mewl acted as permission for him to continue. He followed the natural curve of your spine, teething the soft flesh and suckling so contently. He initially took his sweet time marking you, but the thought of his bruises painting your skin spurred him faster, rougher.

He bit the back of your shoulder and dragged teeth and tongue to your neck, his home. You felt him breath deeply, no doubt getting drunk off your scent and the smell of sex that clung to the air. You suddenly felt a hand burrow into your disheveled, sweaty hair and he pulled you up, pressing your body flush against his. The modified position allowed him to reach even deeper and at speeds he hadn't gone before.

Digits wrapped about your chin and neck, prying them sideways to make way for even more hickeys. Each mark still wrought your skin with a heat you could never get used to, no matter how many times he claimed you. Moist lips covered the shell of your ear as a husky whisper wormed through your thoughts.

"My cute lil' wife... You're taking me so well. Making me feel so good... Do you feel good too? Are you drunk off my cock yet?"

Some messy confirmation stammered out of you as lidded (E/C) met hooded cerulean. The imperceptible knot in your gut began tangling itself into tight ribbons. You were getting close.

He pulled you into a messy kiss raptured with delight, losing any form of standard structure as tongues met and coiled around the other in an intoxicating dance. You were no longer yourself, turned into a mere plaything by your loving, adoring husband. He chuckled at the dazed look in your eyes, nuzzling into your cheek.

"I love you so, so much..." His hand on your clit moved faster and faster. "Come for me, okay? Can you do that for me, my queen?"

The all-too-familiar tension grew and grew in your lower abdomen; your head lolled downward, bopping your nose clumsily against Link's. Your hand wandered to the top of his sopping-wet fingers while the other snaked around his neck. He balanced your forehead against his and locked adoring eyes with you.

"Don't look away... Look at me. I want to see your slutty face as you come..."

His velvety purr was the last push you needed to fall the over edge and into the sweet, white abyss. A scream you didn't recognize sang into his ears as you poured your juices all over his hand, your cunt shaking from the magnitude of release. The delightful twitches shot him over the edge and his eyes fluttered shut, pure unfiltered bliss kissing his features as he brimmed you with his seed.

All the strength in the Hero's legs sapped, you both fell backwards into the plush sheets, sweat and slick binding your limbs into a messy pile. Spent exhales intermitted with each other and neither of you moved, locked in warm, satisfied catatonia.

"I've never..." He breathed out with much effort, "Came so hard... In my life..."

"I think I... saw the gods." Exhausted laughs spilled from the both of you and you felt his loving gaze. You looked over at him as he tucked your sweaty locks behind your ear.

"Makes sense. You're absolutely divine, after all."

A weak slap to his bicep and a chortle.

"Must you tease me?"

"It's not teasing if it's the truth." He rubbed into your neck and sighed, feeling the post-orgasm sleepiness weigh his eyelids; your consciousness was already waist-deep into slumber. In the moments leading up to what would undoubtedly be the best sleep of your lives, he drew you closer and treated your ear with a low, tired whisper.

"I love you, (F/N)... Thank you for being mine."

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matan4il · 6 months

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Hello hello, sending hugs as always!

I was hoping you maybe be able to give me some inspiration for a small series of food photos I'm assembling for Channukah! I'm doing an 8 part series celebrating the different groups within Judaism to 1. Be loudly and proudly Jewish at this current time, and 2. raise awareness for non-ashki Jews. In the UK it's super hard to find many non ashki peeps which makes it hard to chat to people about other classic Channukah foods, but I was wondering if you knew of any particularly good ones (that aren't latke or sufganiyot)? Would hugely appreciate any suggestions you have!!

Hi darling, sending you the biggest hugs right back! <3

Oooh, Hanukkah foods! I'm not gonna lie, some of my fave Jewish foods come from this holiday. With your permission, I'll give a small introduction, just for anyone reading, who might be unfamiliar with Hanukkah, and curious... and also talk about some of the lesser known Hanukkah food traditions among European Jews, too.

So during Hanukkah, we celebrate a miracle that happened with the oil at the Temple in Jerusalem. After the Jews defeated the occupying Greek forces that had desecrated our Temple, we wanted to light again the eternal flame of the Menorah (the Temple candelabra) with olive oil, but after the destruction caused by the Greek forces, there was only enough left for one day, and it would take 8 days to get more oil. The miracle is that somehow, that small amount of oil lasted for the whole 8 days, meaning the light didn't go out again. To remember this miracle, we eat food fried in oil! Being Jewish is so good for your health. XD

In shops and bakeries around Israel, there are already sufganiot being sold. They are YUMMY, and while some people call them "the Jewish donuts," I can say that after having eaten American donuts, I def think sufganiot are way yummier (in part 'coz they're not as "heavy" because the dough it's made of is fluffier? More... airy? Not sure how to say it, but I hope you get the idea). Also, you don't get robbed, because someone made a hole in the middle of the sufgania, taking out nearly half of it. The traditional type has strawberry jam injected inside, and sugar powder on top, but in Israel there are some crazy fancy kinds, and every year they seem to become more extravagant.

Traditional sufganiot (you can see a bit of the jam on top, but half the fun is biting and getting to the "treasure" of lots of jam at the center of the sufgania):

Fancy sufganiot:

Then there's the latkes, or as they're called in Hebrew, levivot. They're like savoury pancakes made out of potatoes, and obviously they're fried in oil.

In many Jewish communities, there was a custom of giving kids special pocket money for Hanukkah. In Israel, this "money" is given in the form of chocolate "coins." I freaking loved this as a kid! It was fun unwrapping the "coins," eating the chocolate, and then (assuming I was careful when peeling them off), make a collection of the different "coins," or just play with the wrap.

Greek Jews used to make a bread from potatoes and yogurt:

Georgian Jews made levivot out of corn flour (sometimes filled with cheese), or out of potatoes AND nuts, giving it the shape of a big omelette. Here's the corn flour version:

Czech Jews had a custom saying goose is the best meat, so for Hanukkah, they often ate goose related dishes. For example, they would make levivot from potatoes, eggs, sugar, lemon and goose fat.

French and Swiss Jews would make levivot out of apples.

The Jews of Iraq, Algeria and Buchara (which is in Uzbekistan) used to put the Hanukkah pocket money for the kids inside honey cakes. In Algeria and Buchara they also sometimes made levivot with meat added inside.

The Jews of Romania and Austria used to light potato Hanukkah candles! This was likely because they were so poor. Still, a pretty cool thing, when you can light your candle, and eat it (or at least a part of it), too.

In northern Africa, Jews used to make a type of cookie called Debla (sometimes nicknamed "dough roses"), which originated in Libya. They're usually eaten with a sweet syrup. It's more of a Purim dish (the equivalent of Hamantaschen), but was sometimes prepared for Hanukkah as well. Traditional Debla:

And a slightly "fancier" Israeli version:

Okay, maybe my fave Hanukkah dish! It's called sfinge (the 'ge' is pronounced like in "sponge"), and it's basically the Moroccan sufgania, which later became popular among Tunisia and Libya Jews, too. It can be round with a hole in the middle, it can be in the shape of a ball, while Libyan Jews make it flat. It's eaten with either honey or sugar powder, but again, in Israel fancier versions developed... I'm not a great cook, so IDK to explain why, but it's even fluffier than the sufgania, and that's why it's my personal fave.

Traditional sfinge with honey:

With sugar powder:

Israelis always having to make everything fancier:

They even made a savoury version of flat sfinge...

I hope this helps! Have a wonderful day, darling! xoxox

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soulls-at-505 · 11 months

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PAIRING: Alex Turner x Pregnant!Y/n

REQUESTED: no

WARNINGS: language, pregnant yn, reader breakers down, paparazzi

SUMMARY: Alex takes his pregnant girlfriend to a dessert cafe

A/N: tried to make it gender neutral but reader has the ability to have kids so, italics is a flash back, as always. also it’s short and kinda shite but oh well i want to post more

“Are ya sure you’re alright love?” Alex muttered to me quietly as he wrapped his arm around my waist, his warm hand resting on my stomach.

“I’m sure baby.” I assured him, smiling. It was a quiet Sunday, a cool breeze coming through the thin clouds, hiding a beautiful blue sky. It was still fairly early and so we were undisturbed, luckily.

“Y/n you can’t just go out like that! It was so busy in town, you could’ve gotten hurt! We talked about this love, with our tour over, the press want gossip. They’ll want to catch you in public eye, so for gods sake, stay here until I can come with you!” your boyfriend said with a pinch of his nose bridge. I hated to admit, but I kind of agreed. Today was just so stressful. I just wanted to get a new pyjama set, but I got caught by nosey paparazzi, blocking my car into the car park. Then, I left my keys at home, so Al had to come home early to let me in. “I’m sorry Al..” I tried to say, but my emotions got the best of me, and I broke down crying in his arms. I felt his warm hand rubbing my back, soft whispers of

“Shh, it’s okay love” and

“I didn’t mean to raise my voice, I’m so sorry baby”

filled my ears. At least I had Alex to confide with.

He looked so perfect. Soft brown hair, gentle eyes, handsome jawline, picture perfect nose, comforting arms. Just so perfect. I was so lucky to have him. I must have been staring for a second too long, as he glanced over and chuckled to himself.

“Like what you see?”

“Of course I do you muppet I wouldn’t be carrying your baby otherwise.” I commented back, smirking wittily.

”After you, love.” He said softly, opening the pale pink door of the cafe. The interior was something about of a romcom. Beautifully decorated walls, fairy lights littering the ceiling, and a sparkling clean countertop, filled with brownies, cakes, cookies and more. Just the sight gave me diabetes. But if baby craves cake, then we’ll get cake. We sat in the corner, on a small table, and we each picked out a small treat each. The radio buzzed quietly in the background, but me and Al weren’t listening, too busy chatting to pay attention to anything else. Gentle taps from our baby would arise every so often, clearly hinting that the food was wanted. During the pregnancy, I’d developed an insanely sweet tooth. I’m surprised Alex can even eat cookies anymore with the amount I’ve ordered. Nonetheless, as long as I was happy, he was happy.

The food arrived not long after, and I could not wait to eat it. Al thought it was hilarious that I ate too fast and got hiccups, but it wasn’t my fault the baby wanted it.

“Excuses, excuses.” he laughed, placing his hand on my thigh. To which I responded with my middle finger.

The peacefulness of the cafe combined with the love me and Al had for each other, and our growing baby, kept me happy for the day, and brought a tear to my eye. Bloody hormones. Al was quick to comfort me, though. And with him in my life, that was all that mattered.

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im-a-marion3tt3 · 8 months

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Sickeningly Sweet

Tw: Eating disorders and forced recovery. Please don't read if it may trigger you

Phantom was sat in Mountain's greenhouse, across from said ghoul. There was a table in between them as they sat facing each other. On the table lay a cute blue gingham table cloth and a set of matching china. There were two tea cups though lemonade filled them as well as two plates. Mountain had helped himself to a helping of fruit salad and a slice of cake he had made for the two of them.

Regardless of how cute the spread was, though, Phantom felt unbelievably overwhelmed. Not only was there a high calorie snack but also the drink, rendering him to try and not zone out. Mountain however ate without a problem and spoke softly to the other ghoul in between bites.

"You've been doing really well this week, I'm proud of you kid," he said sorry before drinking the rest of his lemonade and pouring himself another glass. He watched the younger ghoul falter between a frown and a smile, clearly mixed emotions.

"Thanks," he eventually whispered as he picked up his fork. Phantom poked at a piece of cake on his plate before looking back up at Mountain and seeing he wasn't looking at him. He took that opportunity to take a small taste of the dessert, not more than half a bite of it. Regardless of the amount, tears pricked his eyes. It tasted amazing but yet, he felt so guilty for eating it.

"Don't cry little one," Mountain said softly as he reached over to wipe away the tears, which only caused more. "Try to eat a little more, alright? I'm proud of you either way, I know this is one of your fear foods." Phantom looked alarmed at that, however, wondering how the other had known that. Sure he told Mountain a lot but never that much.

As if reading him mind, Mountain softly said, "Dew told me." He left out the part where Dewdrop also was trying to get better, unsure of how Phantom would react to that. He couldn't see a reason why the little ghoul would react unsavory but he wasn't going to risk it. Phantom had come so far. The fact that they both were sitting here, eating together, amazed him. He was so proud of the quintessence ghoul.

Phantom just nodded and tried to bite back his tears, trying to prevent his brain from adding up everything he had eaten today. 'I deserve this. I deserve to enjoy eating this and spending time with Mounty. Mounty made this cake for us and it tastes good. Finishing this piece of cake, the glass of lemonade and having some fruit salad isn't going to make me gain weight rapidly. I'm gonna be okay.... So why is it so damn hard?' He thought to himself, more tears rolling down his face as he cut off another bite of cake and stared at it.

Mountain offered him a smile of his own before cutting his own piece of cake and taking a much larger bite. He said nothing, not wanting to startle the other out of the bite, rather, he wanted the other ghoul to see that he was eating too and his weight was very stable. Mountain really didn't gain or loose weight much except on tour when he would forget to eat in turn for practicing; it was a habit he was trying to break though.

Seeing Mountain eat caused Phantom to follow in suit. His eyes closed as he felt more tears run down his face. He didn't get why it had to taste so good but still be terrifying. And why was he okay with ending dinner with a bowl of ice cream but Satan forbid he had anything cake like? It made him feel stupid.

The rest of the meal followed like that, Mountain pointing out random things or telling him what it was like before he was there and Phantom cried in between every bite of cake and sip of lemonade (the fruit was much easier for him to stomach). Mountain was proud of him though and that made Phantom happy. Even if it was hard, it was getting a little better everyday. And fuck did he miss cake.

#ghost the band #phantom ghoul #the band ghost fanfic #ghost #ghost angst #mountain ghoul #the band ghost #tw ed #tw ana shit #tw disordered eating

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chubbymen101 · 2 years

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“Oooff! I shouldn’t have eaten that last slice of cake”

Dylan was had recently started his new job as an accountant for a huge local company. He was used to having an active job and lots of free time after work but now his hours have increased and the most exercise he gets in a day is walking across the street to the local bakery on his breaks.

Everyday since he started a month ago, Dylan would visit the bakery and try something different. The owner got to know him quite well and baked something extra just for him. He loved watching Dylan slowly outgrow his suits. Not only was he eating a large pastry or cake each day, but the office cafeteria kept him well fed throughout his days.

The caterer also got to know Dylan and served him an extra large portion of food, even after he got back from the bakery. When the canteen wasn’t busy, he would go to him with little treats throughout the day. Cameron loved to watch Dylan stuff his face with his food. His stomach expanding just enough so the buttons don’t pop on his shirt and trousers.

Dylan sat back down after visiting the bakery, crumbs over his newly formed gut. He was told by his boss to work overtime that evening as they had an event going on in the office the next day and wanted him to set it up along with max, Dylan’s fave catering assistant. Once everyone had gone home, Dylan begun to put up the decorations. Max was setting up the tables and Dylan was hanging bunting along the walls. Dylan felt his cock hardening at the sight of Dylan’s belly under his shirt. They continued to do this till almost an hour after Dylan was supposed to have finished.

Once everything was all set up, Dylan and max rested in the canteen for 10 minutes after.

“There’s 3 slices of cake left in the kitchen that needs to be eaten. Do u want em’?” Max said, hoping Dylan would accept because we wanted to watch him get bigger even closer than in the canteen.

“Alright! I suppose I have to now, save it going to waste!” Dylan tucked in to the first slice and finished it in nearly 30 seconds. The second slice was a little bit harder to put down. The slices of cake were quite big and had huge amounts of icing all over it. The first 2 thirds went down the same as the first slice but soon the cake begun to get too much for Dylan to handle. He undid his belt and un zipped his trousers allowing his belly more room to expand. He slowly chewed through the last third of the slice and felt even fuller. His stomach stretched his shirt a little, revealing a small bit of belly poking through his thin shirt.

Max noticed that Dylan’s belly was covered in thick hair. This turned him on even more.

“BUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPP!! Christ I don’t think I can eat that last slice, I-UURRRRRRRP am just so fu-uuuurrrrp-ul” this slice wasn’t like the rest. It looked like it was almost a quarter of the cake. It had even more icing on than the rest and it was covered with shards of chocolate and sprinkles. Max sighed “please. It will really upset me if it goes in the bin. I spent ages making that cake” Dylan burped again “ I suppose I have to -urrrrrrrp finish it now, I’d h-urrrrp-ate to make you sad.

He took of 3 of the 7 chocolate chards and stuffed them in his face. His enlarged belly groaned a little but Dylan carried on. 4 large bites in and his already swolen gut got even bigger and bloated. He paused for a moment and rubbed his belly. He gave it a little tap to find it was rock solid. He accidentally let out a little moan which could only be described as pure bliss.

About 5 minutes later and Dylan was down to the last bite. His shirt was expanded to its limits. The outstretched buttons were hidden under his navy blue tie. He wanted to just leave it but seeing max looking so horny made him want to eat it so not to disappoint him. He finally finished it. His gut felt so heavy: He smacked his belly hard and is didn’t move. Max sat down next to Dylan and rubbed his enlarged gut. Dylan let out a little moan and burped. “Oooff! I shouldn’t have eaten that last slice”

#chubby men #cute men #fat belly #fat men #gainer stories #instant weight gain #chubby belly #fatty #hairy belly #chubby boy

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batwingsandblackcats · 7 months

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Trick or treat!

*dumps a full bag of Reese's into your backpack*

Have some late-Aeor arc Mighty Nein from a few years ago that I never got around to finishing

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Miraculously, Caleb had enough energy to summon up the tower.

Something Yasha was deeply grateful for.

She would have been okay sleeping outside, she always had been. Truth be told, even after having the tower for a while, having the Xhorhaus, sleeping under a roof was still a little uncomfortable.

She was getting used to it, though.

No, Yasha wanted the tower for her friends. She wasn't going to say no to a hot meal, either.

The Nein dragged themselves into the tower once Caleb had finished casting the spell, and Caleb knelt down to greet a few of the etherial, amber cats that trotted over.

"Yes, hallo Kaspar," Caleb said, his voice weary, ragged. "please have your friends prepare some pancakes, stew, ah, some roast chicken, ja?" He looked over his shoulder, cracking a smile when a few of his friends nodded enthusiastically. "Also some roasted vegetables and bread, some Lionett wine….oh, and pastries. Maybe some black moss cupcakes too," he patted Kaspar's head and pulled himself to his feet and led his friends deeper into the tower.

Yasha followed her friends up the winding brass stairwell, and up through the iris to the great hall. All of them were dragging their feet when they touched down again, the iris closing beneath their feet. Caduceus was leaning on his staff, exhaustion on his face. Fjord wasted no time in shrugging his heavy coat and breastplate off, Jester gently shushing Sprinkle. Veth was rubbing at a bruise on her arm, grumbling about the blood spatter on her yellow dress. Yasha's eyes flicked to Beau.

She didn't like the way Beau was leaning on her staff, the way her free hand was holding her side.

Yasha followed Beau and sat beside her at the table, laying a hand on Beau's lower back. Her hand warmed, glowing faintly for a moment, and she watched Beau's face relax a bit.

Beau glanced sidelong at her, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Thanks," Beau murmured, leaning into Yasha's side.

Yasha returned the smile, her arm now properly curling around Beau's waist.

Soon, the table in front of them was piled high with all the different foods Caleb had requested and more, Jester digging into the plate of pastries right away, Fjord and Veth digging into the three roasted chickens that sat along the table as Caleb tucked into a large bowl of stew. Caduceus happily dug into a plate of roasted vegetables while Beau loaded her plate with roasted meat and fresh bread. Yasha pulled a stack of pancakes towards her, a smile flashing across her face as one of the cats dropped a small plate of spiders beside her dinner plate.

Yasha glanced over at Beau now and then as they ate, still not liking the bruises that littered her arms, the blood still caked on her knuckles. She tried to distract herself with the plate of spiders, picking the legs off and sprinkling them over her pancakes before adding liberal amounts of syrup.

None of them talked much, too exhausted from the scuffle with the handful of frost giants that had ambushed them only a few hours before. There had been so many of them, the fight leaving them all drained, potions expended, healing spells run out. They were going to have to push through the pain until the morning.

Yasha herself had a few deep bruises blooming across her abdomen, a gash on her cheek. She didn't pay much attention to it, she was used to this kind of thing. She knew her friends were as well, but she couldn't shake the nagging worry in her gut.

Beau sat back after a while, groaning as she stretched a bit, seeming to have eaten her fill.

"I'm going to bed," Beau said with a slight grumble that Yasha had learned was a tired grumble, not a grumpy grumble. "'night guys, thanks for the food, Caleb," she got to her feet, still leaning on her staff a bit, and hobbled towards the brass iris. She paused a moment. "You coming, Yash?" she called.

"Yeah, um, I'll be there in a minute," Yasha answered. She watched Beau leave, that anxious squirming in the pit of her stomach growing more restless. She bit her lip and glanced at Caleb before getting up as well, rounding the table to speak to the wizard.

Caleb looked up from the pastry on his plate, the steaming mug of cocoa beside it. "Hallo," He said, his voice still tired, but more relaxed.

Yasha was quiet for a moment. "Could…could there be some bandages in my room? Something to clean wounds with, I'm not sure…" she trailed off, not sure how to elaborate.

Caleb winced a bit. "Not in your room, no, I'm sorry," he said wiping his hand on a napkin. "but, ah, check in the closet over there, it should have everything you need," he said, pointing to the wide sliding doors across the room.

Yasha nodded. "Right, I forgot," she said, standing up a little stiffly. She scratched the back of her neck, feeling a bit awkward.

"I'll have some Lionett wine sent up, ja? To Beauregard's room?" Caleb asked, giving her that not quite soft, but gentle look he gave her sometimes.

Yasha cracked a smile. "I think she'd like that, thank you," she said, her hand resting briefly on his shoulder before she left the table, bidding her friends goodnight before she walked over to the sliding doors.

When she opened the doors, she found a well stocked cabinet full of soft rolled bandages stacked up on the top shelf, various balms and poultices in neat, corked glass bottles lining the shelves beneath the bandages.

Yasha took a stack of bandages and a variety of little glass bottles, balancing them clumsily in her arms as she made her way back to the iris. She skipped the floor her room was on, and continued on to the sixth floor where Beau's room was. She stood outside Beau's door for a moment, lip caught between her teeth before she knocked softly, knuckles rapping gently against the polished, dark wood.

"Come in," Beau called, her voice muffled by the wood of the door.

Yasha entered Beau's quarters and kicked her shoes off by the door, feet padding across the hardwood towards Beau's bedroom.

She found Beau sitting on the edge of her bed, not having changed yet. She was still holding her side, dried blood still caked on her knuckles, her eyebrow.

Yasha returned the smile, stepping forward into Beau's room. The fire was roaring, the heat welcome after the hours they'd spent trekking though the snow. The lights were low, and Beau somehow looked even more tired than she had at dinner. A bit more relaxed though, which eased the anxious squirming in Yasha's gut.

#critical role #critical role fanfic #beauyasha

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b-a-n-a-n-a-ss · 1 year

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Michael Emerson x reader - Over Eating

Summary: the reader has a bad day and binge eats her feelings while talking with Michael. She ends up over eating and Michael takes care of her.

Warnings: binge eating, self hatred, eating disorder.

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I wiped the tears from my eyes as I entered my house. Walking to my room, I stripped of my shirt and jeans. I threw them in my laundry bin and put on some shorts and one of Michael’s shirts.

I’ve had the most shitty day possible. First, I dropped my plate of breakfast on the floor and I didn’t have time to make any more. Then my car wouldn’t start so I had to walk to my job in the rain. I was wearing soaked clothes all day which didn’t help my mood improve. Then I kept getting cat called because my jeans were so tight on me. I also got chewed out by my boss because I yelled at a costumer for being bitchy. I also had to walk back home in the heat so my clothes were so irritating by being damp still. I was also exhausted.

I walked into my kitchen and jumped when I saw my boyfriend Michael sitting at the small dining table in my kitchen. He lifted his head and gave me a smile but soon frowned as he saw the tears on my face and the bags under my eyes. He stood from his chair and made his way over to me, embracing me in a hug. He cradled my head to his chest and rubbed my back with his other as I cried into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed it as I sobbed.

After a few minutes I pulled away from him lightly. He kissed my cheek and lips and wiped my tears with his thumbs.

“Do you want to talk about whats wrong?” He asked me as he searched my eyes for some sort of explanation. I shook my head and moved passed him to the fridge.

“No, I just need to eat some food. I didn’t get a lunch break.” I said. Yeah, I didn’t get a lunch break either. I got my leftover Chinese food and popped that into the microwave as I grabbed other foods I would eat. I wasn’t thinking about what would fill me up, I was thinking about eating away my feelings. Anything to get my mind off of this shitty day.

I grabbed potato chips, powdered donuts, pickles, small cakes, brownies and grapes. I put all that stuff on the table and grabbed two bottles of soda and gave one to Michael. The boy looked concerned as I placed big amounts of food onto the table. When the timer beeped for the microwave I brought my Chinese food to the table and then started to eat.

As I ate I completely forgot about everything. I forgot about all the crappy things that have happened to me that day and I even forgot Michael was there. I just ate. After I ate the grapes, Chinese food and powdered donuts I was stuffed. But I didn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop.

I just wanted to forget and be happy. I wanted to just be numb. After I finished the Potato chips, pickles and brownies I didn’t think I could eat anymore. But I still didn’t stop. I kept eating.

“Y/n baby. Please don’t hurt yourself.” Michael said as he gently tried to take the fork from my hand. I shook my head and hiccuped as I took the fork back and started to eat the cakes.

“I’m not.” I said in a angry tone. My stomach was aching and groaning, desperate for me to just stop. But I didn’t. I finished both of the cakes and downed the rest of my soda. I threw the fork on the table and laid my head in my arms. I felt my stomach churn and cold sweat drip down my forehead. And I cried. I sobbed actually.

Michael stood from his spot across from me and kneeled next to me. He rubbed my back and rested his other hand on my thigh. He kissed my bicep and tried to fight back his tears.

“Y/n, are you okay?” He asked me. I shook my head and bolted up from my seat and to the bathroom. I collapsed onto my knees and gagged in the toilet bowl. Michael followed behind me and kneeled beside me, rubbing my back and whispering sweet nothings to me. I was in agony and I knew it was my fault.

I finally managed to throw up into the toilet. The acid burning my throat and tears blending into my sweat. I gripped the toilet seat with white knuckles and sobbed. Michael grabbed a cloth and wet it. He gently cleaned my face then grabbed me a cup of water.

“Here, rinse your mouth out.” He said. I did as told and spit the water back into the toilet. He flushed my stomach remains and closed the lid. I looked at the ground, refusing to make eye contact with my lover. I was embarrassed and scared and in pain. My stomach let out a deep gurgle and I wrapped my arms around it. I curled up into a ball with my back facing Michael.

“Baby, it’s alright. Im here to help you. Im not mad or upset. I love you.” He explained to me and he gently ran his fingers through my sweaty hair and kissed my neck. I started to cry again and he turned my body around and hugged me. He was sitting on the ground now and gently rocking me back and fourth while moving my hair from my face and resting his hand on my aching stomach.

“It hurts Michael.” I groaned as I leaned into his chest and buried my face in his neck, hiccuping. Michael frowned and gently rubbed my stomach, making sure to give me a gentle and loving kiss to my temple. He rested his cheek on my head. I cried lightly into his neck and my stomach grumbled and churned. My stomach was bloated and rock hard, and it hurt.

“Do you want a bath baby?” Michael asked me as he pet my hair.

“I don’t want to be a bother.” I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes and hiccuped. Michael kissed my head and lifted my head up by my chin to look at him.

“You won’t be a bother baby. I want to help you and take care of you.” He said and kissed my lips. I nodded and he gently stood up and started to draw a bath. He put the stopper into the tub and turned the hot water up before turning to me. He gently helped me stand up and sat me on the toilet lid.

“I’m gonna get you u dressed now okay.” He whispered to me as he took my shirt off gently and slowly. He threw my shirt into the dirty laundry bin in the bathroom and reached behind me to unhook my bra. He kissed my head as he slid my bra off of my chest and over my arms before it was fully off. He didn’t even think dirty thoughts I know it. He didn’t act in any sexual way when he saw my bare chest. He just focused on taking care of me.

He made me stand up and he slid my shorts down with my underwear and gently kissed my forehead. He gently sat me back on the toilet lid and made sure the water temperature was fine. He shook his hand free of water and stood back in front of me. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and moaned quietly and I leaned forward and rested my head against Michael’s stomach. He let my hair and scratched my back gently. I hiccuped again and looked up at my boyfriend.

“Let’s get you in the bath now. Do you still want to?” He asked me. I hummed in a response and he helped me stand and then into the bath. He helped me sit down and I sighed in pleasure as the warm water engulfed my body and helped my aching stomach.

“Do you want to soak for a little bit then I can clean you? Or do you want me to clean you first then just go cuddle in bed?” He asked me.

“Let me soak then clean me. Can we still cuddle after though?” I asked him as I looked up at him with soft and pain filled eyes. He kissed my lips softly and tucked my hair behind my ear.

“Of course y/n, anything you want.” He whispered and gave me a smile. I smiled back at him lightly then looked down into the water at my stomach. It was bloated and you could tell. It made me feel self conscious. It made me think Michael wouldn’t love me anymore. Michael stood up to leave but I quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him.

“Please don’t leave.” I whispered with tears filling my eyes. He nodded and sat beside the tub, leaning his back against the wall. He held his hand out for me to grab and I grabbed it. He squeezed my hand and I swallowed thickly.

“I love you y/n.” He said.

“I love you too Michael.” I replied. I moaned as my stomach grumbled and I hiccuped. Michael was now keeling against the tub and rubbing my shoulder with one hand. He looked to my stomach and I felt my face grow red.

“A-are you gonna leave me?” I asked him through tears. His head snapped towards me and his face showed confusion.

“No. No of course not baby. I would never, why would you think that?” He asked me.

“B-because.” I cried as I looked towards my stomach. He looked at my stomach then slowly got what I was talking about. He cupped my face in his hands and dried my tears with his thumbs.

“Y/n I would never leave you because of your weight or your eating habits. I’m here to help you and I want to help you. I don’t care that you’re bloated, you’re still beautiful to me. You will always be. I love you.” He told me as he kissed my lips.

“I love you too.” I said. He smiled at me and kissed me once more.

“Alright let’s get you clean now. Then we can go and cuddle on your bed.” He told me. I nodded and watched as Michael grabbed two washcloths from my drawer and rolled his sleeves up. He dipped the cloth into the water and poured some body soap onto it. He scrubbed the cloth and suds filled the once clean fabric.

He started at my shoulders and scrubbed around my neck and back gently. He then scrubbed my chest and moved to my arms. He managed to scrub my legs and stomach without moving me and then he grabbed a cup of water. He dipped the cup into the water and poured it over my soap covered body. It felt good and he was gentle with me.

When he finished washing my body he moved to my hair. He filled the cup with water once more and leaned my head back gently. He covered my forehead with his hand and poured the water over my hair, soaking it. He did this a few times until he was sure my hair was wet enough for my shampoo. He filled his hand with soap then moved his fingers comfortingly through my hair. He scrubbed gently and massaged my scalp magically.

When he was finished he rinsed my hair again then got a small bit of conditioner and put it into my hair. The way his fingers moved so fluidly through my hair made me happy. He was so gentle with me and the way he scratched and rubbed my head as he spread the soaps felt amazing.

He let the conditioner sit for a few minutes. While it sat he kissed my lips and admired my face. He always told me how much he loves me and whenever I ask him he says his favorite part of me is my eyes. He loves their color and how bright they shine when I smile. He loves the way he can see right through them and see my real self. He loves me for me. And that makes me happy.

He rinsed my hair once more then grabbed three big towels from my cabinet and draped one onto the floor. He held out his hand for me to grab and I did. He gently pulled me out of the tub and wrapped my hair in a towel then my body. He puked the plug out of the drain and the water started to be sucked down the pipe.

He walked over to me and dried my body off. He was gently and sweet about this too. He went into my bedroom and grabbed me some clothes to wear. He set out my underwear and one of his shirt that I love. He helped me slide my underwear onto my body then dried my hair for me. He put his shirt onto my body then moved me to the sink.

He grabbed my blue brush and gently started to brush through my crazy hair. He didn’t pull or tug at areas he couldn’t get through, he was gentle and considerate of my pain. When he finished he applied my chapstick for me and then he led me to my bedroom. Michael pulled back the covers and I laid down onto my comfortable bed.

“I’m going to change baby, I’ll be right here okay.” He told me. I nodded and watched as Michael took off his shirt and jeans, leaving him in his plaid boxers. He set his clothes on my desk and moved to the other side of my bed. He climbed into it and covered us both up.

Michael pulled my body closer to his and kissed me. I snuggled into his chest and hiccuped once more. His hand moved to my shirt and he gently raised it up right under my boobs. He placed a warm and gently hand on my stomach and started to rub it in circles. I breathed out and relaxed in his embrace. My stomach gurgled and Michael kissed my head as he continued to rub and calm my stomach.

Michael rubbed my stomach the whole night and by the time I fell asleep he was still rubbing it. I was really grateful for Michael for helping me and being there. He was so sweet and kind and gentle. I loved that he was so caring and loving towards me.

#fanfic #fanfiction #x y/n #fluff #x reader #reader insert #y/n #michael emerson #the lost boys #tw disordered eating #over eating #soft #angst #care #Michael Emerson x reader

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sweet-demiboi · 1 year

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Warnings: reader is trans male, students are transphobic, she/her is used by them for the reader (but only in the beginning, then there's no mention of transphobia), reader gets his shots from Roger as I decided that Brian is scared of needles also it adds a little depth to Roger's and reader's friendship, kissing at the end, dysphoria because reader hasn't had top surgery yet, also talk about not having enough money (that's normal for a college student I think, though), can be read as poc and/or asexual folks, Ig

This is the request

Summary: You and Brian get to know each other in university. He is your biggest supporter as you are trans and soon he becomes even more.

Please, no Fem!Readers - Thank you for respecting my boundaries :)

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

I should've known that it was stupid.

The thought had been in your head all day long and every person around you seemed to have it in their eyes.

They were looking you up and down weirdly or leaned over to their friends, whispering something in their ear. The next look they would give you was disgusted.

Some people didn't even bother to lower their voices.

"She is so confused, Jesus, it's actually so embarassing."

"She may be trying, but she's never going to look like a real boy."

"She should've kept her hair long. No boy will want her as his girlfriend now."

The worst was, you started to believe those voices you heard speaking in the hallway. Even though they were only softly spoken, they managed to creep deeply inside your head. Sometimes they seemed to come out of nowhere, but they would never loosen their grip on you when you focused on them once.

You were thinking about going to another university, but would it really be any different? You didn't think so, you could only hope. But hope was a rare thing to come by as you probably didn't even have enough money to spent to move elsewhere.

You sighed into your books - you were really trying to read them, but couldn't manage to understand even one paragraph. Astrology had always fascinated you, but right now, you couldn't get your thoughts away from your outing as a trans man.

You had cut your hair, thrown on the most masculine clothes you owned and rote yourself a name tag, with your real name on it.

Nobody had used it even once, but it was still pinned to your button up. Underneath were your band-aids, which were supposed to hide your chest.

"Hi, would you mind if I sat next to you?"

You raised your head at the guy next to you. He had long, curly hair and a bag made of leather on his shoulder, which seemed to pop open any moment from the amount of notes he had stuffed inside.

"No, not at all." You moved your books and papers to your right, so he would have some space next to you.

"Thanks, that's very kind of you.", he smiled at you "(Y/N), right?"

You imagined your eyes widened a little and soon after you repeated his words in your head a wide smile took over your face "Yeah, that's right."

"I'm Brian, nice to meet you."

He held out his hand for you to shake, which you did. It was soft, except for the tips of his fingers, at least as far as you could tell.

"Nice to meet you too. What are you studying?"

"Astrophysics - what about you?"

"Astrology - almost the same as you, just with less math."

He chuckled at that "Well, that's true. Which is your favorite constelation?"

He made you smile, and your ears were probably turning red, because of the joy you felt.

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

You were meeting up with Brian for studying quite often after that. He was nice to have around and also great at explaining when there was in fact some maths popping up in your books.

His voice was very calming to hear and he almost always had a smile for you, even after a whole day of lectures.

When it was getting late, you often moved to some small bars to continue with learning and writing papers.

On some days, when the library was to full of people, you were moving to little cafés. You drank way too much coffee and ate cake, but managed to stay up late this way and walk home under the stars. Of course, you couldn't really see much of them, but in the parks you had a little advantage, which was that there were usually not as many street-lights.

In retrospect, it was quite romantic and you two wouldn't do shit about stopping it.

Soon, Brian introduced you to his friends, whom all managed to get your name and pronouns right from day one. They were all lovely and kind to you. Especially Freddie and Roger would show support.

But it was still Brian who accompanied you to your doctor's appointments, because you were way to nervous to go there alone.

Finally, the day had come when Brian left the room to give you some privacy. He showed you a last thumbs-up when the door fell shut and you got your first t-shot.

You walked out with a face of pure joy, and he hugged you tight.

You were able to receive those shots in your upper arm, so you wouldn't need to visit your doctor every week. She encouraged you to let her do some monthly check-ups though.

It was Roger who would give you those shots, though as Brian was actually scared of needles and you couldn't manage to reach those spots in a good angle.

Soon, his friends became your friends as well. They would playfully joke about your voice sounding like one of a teenage boy, but it brought you some great joy to hear that.

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

"Hey, (Y/N), what's wrong?"

"Hi, Bri"

You looked up from behind your pillow. Brian was standing in the middle of your room of the flat you were sharing with your friends. They had let him inside, already knowing him well enough to not be concerned.

They were the ones who made playful jokes about you and him as a couple. You were always shushing them, when he came over, although, you thought that he might caught on to something already.

"Nothing's wrong, exactly.", you sat up on your bed and looked over at him.

"Am I allowed to sit down?"

"Yes, of course, go ahead."

When he sat next to you, he gave you a smile.

"Your voice is sounding a lot better than a few weeks ago."

"Yeah", you laughed "It was kind of funny, but I'm glad I don't sound like a teenager in his voice crack anymore."

Brian's eyes were crinkling in a laugh "I am too. But because I like your voice deep."

You felt your ears turning red, mumbling a shy thanks at him.

"Anyway, I want to know what concerns you right now. And don't try to deny it. I know something is up."

"Okay, you win", you shrugged "I'm not happy with my chest. I want my surgery as soon as possible, but right now it's not possible, financially."

Brian sighed "I know.", he took your hand in his carefully "And I want you to know that you're handsome, no matter what. You are looking very masculine to me. You're beautiful, okay?"

"Okay.", you smiled. It were the words you needed to hear. Brian always seemed to know them.

"Good." You could see his eyes looking into your own and then down to your lips.

"I am going to ask you something very direct." You nodded, vaguely suspecting what that might be.

"Am I allowed to kiss you?"

Your smile definetly was overtaking your features, now.

"Yes, you are."

"Great.", he whispered and then leaned down to meet your lips halfway. His kiss was soft and chaste at the same time, his mouth moving nicely against your own.

You were thankful for sitting down, as your knees felt like jelly, when he moved his fingers to your chin to carefully move your head in the direction he wanted. He gave your other hand a little squeeze, which made you chuckle against him.

You felt his smile, when you stopped kissing for a moment. In the next, your hands were on his cheeks and your tongue in his mouth - Brian didn't complain one bit.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?", you breathed out, when you parted.

"I would love to! I'm glad you asked, I think I would've been too shy to ask out such a handsome guy."

"Well, I'm not used to a pretty man being interested in me, either."

"Oh, please", he turned his head a little away from you, but you could still see his smile and "You're blushing!", you chuckled.

Brian was laughing a little embarassed, but you were littering his rosy cheeks in kisses until he was genuienly smiling and had a very red head.

"Do you feel better, now?"

"Yes", you moved your hand down to the back of his neck "And you?"

"Me too.", he gave you another little kiss, which was by far not the last one of the day.

#gay #pansexual #lgbt #male!reader #trans #queer #lgbt+#lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbtqia+#queen x male reader #queen x male!reader #brian may x male!reader #brian may x male reader #brian may x trans!reader #brian may x trans!male!reader #bisexual

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vanaglorie · 3 months

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((I believe this is my first drabble thing for you. The way this works is that you are free to do with it as you please. Post it, hoard it, reply to it, or post as is. You can consider it a canon interaction between our muses or not. Whatever you wanna do with it is up to you! I hope you like it! 8D Of course, it’s the Akkun-verse))

The convenient thing about having similar majors was that some of their classes aligned. Who didn’t like having a guaranteed friend in a given class?

Haru Miura was a studious individual who was always prompt, usually getting to class early to pick out the best seat. She’d sent a message to Akkun earlier that day asking him to come to class early if possible because she had something to give him.

It shouldn’t be a surprise as to what she could possibly give him on this day. She’d have to question their friendship if he honestly didn’t think that Haru would’ve prepared a gift for him on Valentine’s day.

Every single year Haru would go through the effort of handmaking chocolate desserts to distribute to people, and of course Akkun was going to be one of the recipients.

Admittedly, she put a bit more effort into the gift for him compared to some others, and that was due in part of them such great friends. Also, it was a matter of how much sweets Byakuran could consume in a single sitting. The amount of chocolates she was gifting to others just wouldn’t feel enough to give him.

“Oh Akkun, you’re here!” Haru waves at him from her seat, motioning for him to come over quick. When he settles down in the seat next to him, she slides over an insulated box to him. Inside was a whole chocolate cake roll (and a fork, of course).

“Happy Valentine’s day! Akkun gets a whole cake roll because it just feels fitting considering how much cake we both know you’re able to consume in a single sitting.” To a regular person, that was a number of servings sitting in the box, but for the both of them? That’s a single serving of cake.

The cake was chocolate and so was the whipped cream filling on the inside. Haru dusted the top with powdered sugar to add at least another color to the dessert.

Haru had kept the cake in the fridge up until she had to leave for class and she’d carefully transported onto campus. She wasn’t concerned that he couldn’t finish it all, but it would taste the best if he ate it all soon.

Though a lot of people took the easy way out and bought chocolates to hand out to people, Haru was the diligent sort who preferred to make things herself. When she was very young, she settled for melting chocolate and pouring them into new molds. It was something!

As she grew older, she started to do more with the treats she gave out to people as thanks for being so kind to her throughout the year. It was a show of her appreciation for all of her friends and family. What better way to convey that than to make the treats yourself?

“Haru made the roll cake herself, so it’s not going to be as good at the professionally made roll cakes,” so don’t go expecting the quality that they get on Appreciation Day. “Haru made the cake as thanks for being Haru’s great friend, Akkun. Haru hopes that you like it, even if it’s not up to par to what we normally get.”

“Now, you can eat cake throughout class. Back here, the professor shouldn’t pay too much attention to you.” Haru cracks a small joke.

How to con your friend into coming into class and staying there: have cake.

( Baking a cake for Byakuran? An entire cake, at that? Such a heroic feat would not go unnoticed nor unrewarded. Henceforth Byakuran would willingly lay down his life for his beloved friend Haru. )

( Cut to Byakuran digging into a whole roll cake in the back of the lecture hall with absolutely zero shame. The greatest honour he could bestow upon Haru was to then, of course, save her a slice. )

#queenharumiura #archived #( this had me kicking my legs like a little girl they are so CUTE )

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catchabiifyoucan · 3 months

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February 9, 2024

About the boarding and delay, I was not sure if the plane was boarding late and/or being delayed because of time zone. The difference was one hour. But I know the waiting was taking forever. I was very inpatient because my layover was long. But I was happy to get on the plate and sat with no one.

This time, the leg room was more spacious however there was no screen in front of me. That means I would have to watch Netflix on my iPad. And the battery went down to like 30 percent. I lost track on how many episodes I had watched since I traveled to Africa.

I knew I needed a break from watching on screen, so I decided to read a book- a graphic novel about ADHD and other neurodivergent disorders. As much I tried to read, I lost motivation to keep reading because it’s manga- reading from right to left and it became confusing to read. My eyes were tired.

There were two seats on each side and four seats in the middle. Mine was two seats by the window. Even though I am a small person but still it was very difficult for me to lay down and sleep. How uncomfortable. I managed to sleep for an hour or so. I felt better afterward. I knew I needed some sleep because I would be seeing my two sisters, brother in law and five nieces. Hoping I will be able to have some decent sleeps during my stay in Nigeria. I often have hard time to sleep longer and end up being sleep deprived.

My lunch/dinner meal was all right. Just one main entree, side salad, small dessert and bread with spreads (butter or cheese). Earlier, I was very hungry, I was handed out a slice of bread and it was not any good. I threw it away and ate snacks (apple

Or is that a slice of pound cake? Have no absolutely idea what that is.

Cinnamon rice cakes and apple oatmeal crumble) that I brought with me. My stomach acted funny lately but I was able to drink a lot of water to give it a good cleansing and relief.

Let’s learn a bit more about Nigeria before my arrival in Nigeria where I was born and raised until age 5.

Did you know…?

Source:

https://www.kids-world-travel-guide.com/nigeria-facts.html

As of 2023, there are over 220 million people living in Nigeria and 3.8 million people living in Abuja, the capital city of Nigeria. Lagos was the original capital city of Nigeria.

Nigeria’s motto is unity and faith, peace and progress. 53 % Muslims and 44 % Christians

Nigerians are known for being the most happiest people in the world.

Official Language: English

About 65 percent Nigerians age 15 and over can read and write.

Nigeria is the largest country in the Western Africa, the most popular country in Africa and the seventh most populous country in the world. Go Eagle Go!

Flag colors: Green and White.

Nigeria is about twice the size of California or slightly bigger in size than Venezuela. You can’t miss Nigeria on map.

Nigeria is not only an oil-rich country, but also mainly exports petroleum, petroleum products, smaller amount of cacao, rubber products, cotton and palm oil.

Nigeria’s nuts may be the only one peanuts that I love eating and can’t stop eating them!

That’s all for fun and interesting facts about Nigeria.

What I have to prepare myself before landing in Lagos is that the weather will be very unbearable. Very hot in high 90-100 degrees with humidity. Hoping that will help me lose some weights ha!

Good thing I bring my sun hat and deodorant to maintain good hygiene. I definitely would have to drink a lot of water otherwise I would be fatigue. I also have to take malaria pills and sleep under the mosquito nets. I wouldn’t be surprised if I have a lot of bug bites due to my sweet blood.

Foods here are what I look forward to the most. I am a foodie and like to eat. I have to be careful with foods because I can end up become sick due to bacterial infection from raw/uncooked food. Foods are often made fresh, from scratch and are plant-based and/or naturally processed (no/less chemical additive or artificials).

About one hour left to land down… finally after nearly 24 hours of traveling from DC to Lagos. Hoping customs wouldn’t take a lot of my time to be allowed entering Nigeria. To enter Nigeria, you must have either visa or valid Nigeria passport.

I was not able to renew my Nigeria passport in time before my departure for Nigeria. So , I applied for a visa instead. The cost for visa and passport application and process is about the same. Visa is usually good for single or multiple visit up to 6 months. But I am granted for a five year visa because I was born in Nigeria. I hope I will take my family back to Nigeria again before my visa expires. My daughters and Harish had visited Nigeria before but not my sons. My daughters don’t remember their visit in Nigeria and would love to visit there again. Gotta save up $$$. Roughly, $8,000-$10,000 flight tickets for a family of six.

Wow I can’t believe I will be in Nigeria less than an hour. What a surreal feeling. I will be very overwhelmed and in awe for sure.

Just landed in Lagos!!!! Finally after 24 hours of waiting and traveling!

Talk later. Oxox

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tiffanydraco · 5 months

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Hello skinny legends todays been a day. I literally just got home while leaving at 8:30am. Today technically I liquid fasted. But like not in a healthy way I have copious amounts of coffee. Enough to total 1000 cals.

Liquid cals don’t feel as bad as food cals cause idk, my girl math just makes it make sense to me. But I did get in my exercise and I did get in my 10k steps.

Someone had posted in another 3D page that mixing up cals helps with losing steady weight and not plateau. Once again girl math 🧮

Anywho I did say I would look up low cal foods and I did so here’s some that I picked up today.

Pineberries/ strawberries

** clearly the last one is too much calories for just one dipped so let’s pretend it’s not there 🥲

So fruits and veggies raw in their natural state is really low in calories, like apples, bananas, carrots, celery etc.

I also picked up rice cakes

*I have a major sweet tooth and tend to binge on cookies

So I picked these up

60 calories per serving

I also got these 35 cals per serving

I also picked up coffee which if you drink it black is 2 cals per 8oz

But I use sugar packets and each is about 20 cals a piece

Drinking coffee keeps me feeling full like I ate a meal so I drink 2-3 cups a day

I picked this up to try it out, probably mix it with some blended and season cottage cheese.

2 % Low fat cottage cheese is 90 calories, I would use half of a half and it would be 45. It’s only for me so I don’t need a lot of it to make a sauce.

I also got low fat cool whip that’s 20 cals per serving

And sugar free pudding mix like the cheese cake flavor to mix it in and make a small snack.

And lastly I got some seafood, fish and shrimp are low in calorie and high in protein.

One thing I try my absolute hardest is not to eat any bread, rice, oatmeal or eat too many potatoes. I feel for me especially the carbs spike my sugar levels that then make me crave food all day. Since I’ve restricted them heavily I’m able to control my cravings better. I also drink a ton of water.

Another thing that I forgot to mention is that miso soup is also very low in calories and I I eat that often with some green tea.

If your lucky enough to have an Asian store nearby they a lot of time have low calorie snacks and even lower cal rice cakes than the standard ones in the store. I used to live in Massachusetts and I loved next to one and I got all my foods from there, most were very low cals and very filling. As always look at the nutrition labels and try to plan ahead accordingly. So you’re not struck in the moment on what to eat and end up binging.

Stay safe lovely’s and feel free to ask me for clarity on anything. 💖

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cupidsbower · 2 years

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Elimination Diet tips

I’ve been on a strict elimination diet for several weeks now, in order to try and figure out what I’m reacting to. Here are a few tips and tricks I learned along the way, as someone who is also gluten intolerant and dairy intolerant, which further limited what I could eat.

1. Baby food.

I have to make nearly everything from scratch during this diet, because everything has additives in these days, even table salt (anti-caking agents). I was only allowed to eat one fruit at the most extreme stage of the diet -- pears. And they had to be both peeled and cooked. I was not allowed to eat tinned pears if they were in juice, only in syrup. Unfortunately, tinned fruit in syrup has gone out of fashion and I couldn’t get it anywhere. It meant I was prepping and stewing fruit every few days. Finally, I discovered that baby food has no additives, and there was a pear option. It meant that on days I was just too damn fed up, I could take at least one shortcut and not have to cook my own damn 2-serves-a-day of pears.

2. Lunch bowls.

Lunch was hard at first -- there was a such a weird mix of veges on the list of allowed foods, many of which didn’t obviously go together, and I had no condiments or sauces, and only sea salt as a spice. I also only had butter and ghee as a fat, which I didn’t want to overdo. Now if you can eat wheat and dairy, lunches even on an elimination diet probably aren’t that hard, but I struggled. I did make some rice-paper rolls, which were good. But my go-to ended up being warm-salad bowls. I’d chop up some iceberg lettuce, celery, and mung bean sprouts, and add a couple of spoons of warm rice. I’d pan fry or poach a protein with some salt, along with a couple of the alliums I was allowed to have (garlic powder, leeks, chives, or shallots). The warm food and a bit of the cooking liquid would become the salad dressing, and it was pretty tasty, while also filling my requirement for 2 cups of veg.

3. Celery as a cooked green.

Celery was one of the few greens on the allowed list. I ate it a lot in salads, and I used the leaves as well as the stalks. I was pretty desperate for leafy things, as my only other option was iceberg lettuce. However, I also started making a dish my nan taught me, and I’d forgotten about - celery in white sauce. Cook the celery in enough water to make a sauce. Once the celery is tender and while still hot, stir in a slurry of tapioca flour (or cornflour if you’re not GF), milk powder, and salt. Cook for another minute or two until the sauce is fully thickened. This is surprisingly delicious, and also provides a gravy, which I really needed for some meals. If you’re dairy intolerant, you may find a small amount of butter, milk powder, or sweetened condensed milk don’t trigger a reaction, so this recipe might be worth a try. Of course, don’t try if you’re actually allergic.

4. Potato and swede mash.

Instead of just plain mashed potatoes, I’d usually make potato and swede mash. My diet is so limited, I want to include as many of the very few options I had each day, to maximise the vitamins and minerals I was getting. The secret to this mash is to either cook the swede for a few minutes before adding the potato, or grating the swede so it’s very small and chopping the potato into small cubes, as the swede takes a bit longer to cook. Because I wanted to limit the amount of butter I was eating, I’d make this with just garlic powder, salt and soy milk, and maybe some chives and a sprinkle of parsley. It ended up creamy enough to be good. I often make a bit extra so I can pan fry the leftovers for a meal the next day, along with some celery, alliums and a protein.

5. Potato chips can be used as a breadcrumb replacement.

Plain potato chips are allowed on the diet (in moderation), and when I wanted to make crumbed chicken one night, I used crushed potato chips. I dipped the chicken into rice flour, then beaten egg, then the crushed chips, and it worked well. Not quite as nice as breadcrumbs, but acceptable.

6. Psyllium is a thickener.

I was instructed to eat psyllium to replace all the fibre that had been removed from my diet. I didn’t know this beforehand, but psyllium is a thickener. I mostly added it to things like stewed fruit, or porridge. I got into the habit of making these things with more water than usual, to account for the extra thickening the psyllium created. It actually has a very slightly spicy taste, like a pale echo of cinnamon or nutmeg, so it works well with fruit.

7. Vitamins are really important!

About halfway through the most restrictive stretch of the diet, I had a few days where I felt really, really bad -- foggy and slow and with no energy. I was already taking a multivitamin, but realised I was probably not getting enough, so I doubled what I was taking -- doing so was still within the safe dosage. I immediately felt much better. I would have contacted my dietician if that hadn’t worked, but if you experience this, it might be worth trying the same thing if the dosage is safe.

8. Desserts.

Even though I’m required to eat every two to three hours for this diet. I also do an hour or so of exercise a day, so there were days I was still hungry at supper time. Deserts are one of the easiest things to make on this diet, because sugar is allowed. Here are some that are easy and good.

soy custard (I make this by eye, but it’s about 3 cups milk, 1 egg, 2-3 tablespoons tapioca flour, vanilla, cooked on a low to moderate heat on the stove until thick, stirring throughout),

soy baked custard (4 eggs, 3 cups soy milk, pinch salt, vanilla, baked in a water bath for 1 hour at 170c),

soy rice pudding (1/3 cup rice and 1/3 cup sugar to 1 litre milk, and vanilla, baked for an hour at 170c, stirring every 15 mins), and

soy tapioca pudding (1/3 cup tapioca balls, 1/3 cup sugar to 3 cups milk, and vanilla, cooked on a low to moderate heat on the stove until thick, stirring regularly).

All of these are things I make occasionally anyway, and also work with cow and coconut milk. I also tried and enjoyed:

Buckwheat pancakes (1 cup buckwheat flour to around 1 cup soy milk, 1 teaspoon baking powder, and a pinch of salt). I usually use chickpea flour for this recipe, but that was off the menu, and buckwheat worked just the same.

Cashew nut brittle - I just did this once, and it’s not something I plan to make often, but it was nice when I was really desperate. Toast the cashews lightly in the oven or a pan on the stove. Cook toffee (look up a recipe online for this), and pour over the cashews on non-stick baking paper in a heatproof tray.

This is just a sample of things I’ve tried. A lot of the other things I’ve eaten on this diet are variations on my usual - roasted veges, roast chicken, stir fries, slow cooker soups and stews. There have been a few disasters along the way, but mostly it hasn’t been too bad. Better than I expected, to be honest.

The thing I miss most? Probably oil. I’m tired of butter and want a proper salad dressing.

#food #elimination diet #gluten free #recipes

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cattiittii · 5 days

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PAPI AND METAMORPHO HEADCANONS GO GO GO

YES HI COMIN RIGHT UP

Papi headcannons

Personally I hc Papi was a butterfly when he was alive, how he died was he was in his pupa all fall and winter, he came out of his pupa a little too early and died in the snow before spring. Someone did try to save him but he ate a fruit in hades and later died in the mortal world. At least in my hc.

Papillon is only a young butterfly only being in hades for a few decades or centuries, so he doesn’t have all the moves or powers Morpho has *spoilers for the novel papillon came from* because he’s a young butterfly his powers are weaker and is harder to control and take a lot of his Energy which is why he wasn’t able to go with Meta Knight without closing the portal on himself or Meta Knight.

Just like Morpho Papillon can changed his form at will! Although like I said before he still isn’t that good with magic so he can fully control how long his form last, like for example if he’s super emotional he turns back I to a butterfly.

Papillon has ice powers! ^_^ also fun fact if Papillon was in the same skill level as Morpho he would be even stronger then Morpho.

Papillon loves sweets! He sometimes steal some candy from Meta Knight’s jar. He also likes cookies, cakes and nuggets. Papillon doesn’t usually eat meat but will always loves to eat nuggets!

I know this goes against the first hc but this is more based off of my friend’s version of Papillon but fuck it! Two versions of Papi headcannons!!!!! When Papillon when alive as a borb he would get clingy as a young child and get under his parents wing, most commonly Strike’s wings because they are bigger. Since Papillon was separated from his parents for so long and was isolated from everyone he developed separation anxiety and always stays with Meta Knight and sleep under his wings or cape. Sometimes Papillon gets really emotional and anxious when he’s away from Meta Knight for a short amount of time.

Kirby and Papillon are like bothers! They always hang around and play plus they are around the same age!

When Papillon decides to sleep as a butterfly he emanates a small blue glow which clams Meta Knight down when sleeping. (Same with Morpho even in borb form)

Papillon has a caterpillar plush! It’s a lot bigger then Papillon and looks like this! He loves it so much it became a comfort item when Meta Knight first came it to him.

Just like how Morpho and Galacta Knight can fuse Papi and Meta Knight can do the same. They would probably go in a different name but all I could think of right now is Papillon Knight. They give life and are very friendly and approachable plus they are super strong!

There are times Papillon missed his parents a lot and would get really emotional and upset Papillon would cry with flowers and eat them, if he was at hades he would be ignored by Morpho Knight but if Papillon was with Meta Knight he would wrap him up in a blanket let him grief and eat food together with milk and his caterpillar plushie.

Papillon finds a lot of comfort in being wrapped up in a blanket, he used to have a blanket that was blue with yellow stars on it, he had it since he was a baby but after his death he wasn’t able to bring his blanket and had to find a new one. Maybe that’s why he loves being in Meta’s cape.

That’s all the Papillon headcannons I can think of now it’s time for MetaMorpho! ^_^

(This has been in my drafts for months maybe a year or two. I completely forgot to post this sorry)

#Kirby #papi the butterfly #papi

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pablice · 6 months

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