#as a fatty i want my favorites to be as well

[navajja]

If you where wondering about my fat Sokka (and Katara) thoughts, i most say they are fat for me all the time, like there don't get fat as they grow up, they are always fat, just different.

#been fat as a kid is definitely different for been fat as an adult #as a fatty i want my favorites to be as well #more fat characters always #also fat? tylee #nava talks #scratching my chin thing about how else #zuko baby i hate that u are a 16 Year old ripped bitch i need that gone #now for some non atla mentions #tanjiro #i don't care who much training he has done #hinata kankuro sakura temari naruto #i cant remember how else #oh Leorio got tummy

[kcrossvine-art]

haiiii dungeon delvers! This is a quick one, gratefully both the materials and the dish-type are very close to their real life inspiration :D

As we speak, my favorite catgirl bestfolk is getting introduced to the anime and you haven no idea how much self control its taken to not immediately jump forward to be in sync with her, but theres SO many good recipes before we get there!!!

We will be making a Mandrake and Basilisk Omelet today!

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes into a Mandrake and Basilisk Omelet?” YOU MIGHT ASKIts made from the egg of a basilisk, which isnt a large chicken egg but instead a large snake egg. Oblong shape, soft leather texture, and no eggwhites just yolk.

A large daikon

½ lbs fatty bacon

Shallots

Garlic

Chicken eggs

Salt

Pepper

Arugula (for garnishing)

OPTIONAL; ketchup/hot sauce :)

You could try cooking this using actual snake eggs, but theyre hard to come by and reportedly quite bland compared to chicken eggs. I tried getting my hands on an ostrich egg for the pizzaz of it all. The zoo lady was kind in her dismissal.

AND, “what does a Mandrake and Basilisk Omelet taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASKOmelettes are standard fair but here we cook them like a french omelette and wrap it up like a burrito at the end.

Wetter eggs than im used to ( <- american)

Daikon and bacon r very tasty together

They end up having the same texture almost

Intensely savory. Heavy on the tummy

Chopped green onions would bring more levity to the filling

Ketchup pairs well

(but i prefer medium hot sauce)

Dark coffee pairs well

The acidity of the above 3 is what makes them work with this nutrient Dense dish

. In the show, decapitated mandrakes are more bitter than mandrakes left 'whole'. If you want that difference, using sweet/sour sauce on some of the daikon while it cooks will make the non-sauced daikon seem bitter by comparison. . Maybe ferment daikon too? . Adding a small amount of water with the bacon transfers the heat evenly, a small amount as to cook off before the fat/grease renders. Could also try cooking in the oven.

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"Consisting of a fluffy Basilisk egg omelet filled with minced Basilisk bacon and mandrake.If the mandrake used was killed with its 'head' still attached, it will be less bitter and more mellow" This dish is important as it marks the beginning of Senshi and Marcilles bonding, and the lead-up gives us our first glance into the school Falin and Marcille met at. Objectively the recipe is basic but it was challenging to write out.

Omelette making is muscle-memory, so having to learn the french variation and slow down felt like trying to ride a bike side-saddled.

It took about an hour and a half from laying out the ingredients, to eating the finished thing. I had to take a break in the middle of cutting veggies as my wrists are flaring up, so you could probably go faster unimpeded.

What would you rate this recipe out of 10?(with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) Did you love it, did you hate it? What're your thoughts on what I could do different, and what would you have done instead?

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Ingredients:

1 large daikon, chopped

½ lbs fatty bacon, chopped

2 shallots

3 cloves of garlic

3 Eggs

Salt

Pepper

Some arugula (for garnishing)

OPTIONAL; ketchup/hot sauce :)

Method:

Chop your bacon into roughly ½ inch squares. Cut off the ends of your daikon and cube the rest. Thinly dice your shallots and crush your garlic cloves.

Bring a cast iron skillet to medium-high heat. Once at temp, carefully add your chopped bacon to the pan with a very small amount of water.

Add your chopped bacon and stir-fry until almost cooked.

Add your shallots and garlic. Cook for about a minute or until the shallots have softened.

Transfer the bacon, shallot, and garlic mix to a bowl. Set aside. Lower the cast iron skillet to medium heat.

Place your daikon cubes in the cast iron skillet, you should still have enough bacon grease. Add salt and cook until lightly browned on each side.

Add roughly 1 tablespoon of water. Lower heat and cover. Simmer for 2 minutes.

Once your daikon are softened, transfer to same bowl containing your bacon, shallots, and garlic.

Crack your eggs into a seperate bowl and whisk for 2 minutes until 'frothy' with no egg whites visible.

Bring the cast iron skillet back up to medium heat. There might not be enough bacon grease left, so feel free to add butter! If the butter browns you've gone too hot.

Pour your eggs into the skillet. Use a spatula to spread the eggs, scraping down the sides of the pan. Sprinkle salt and pepper in, to taste.

Once your eggs are mostly solid, pour the bacon, shallot, garlic, and daikon filling into the center. If it starts to separate- stop touching and let it rest. Gently fold the edges of the omelette overtop the filling.

Lay a few pieces of arugula on a plate, and flip your omelette onto it :) enjoy!

#dungeon meshi #food recipes #dunmeshi #delicious in dungeon #digital art

[escherbug]

YEAR OF THE GRUB: JANUARY

Project: Needle Felting with Wire Armature

CRAFT STORE RUNS: 2

(The sleepy but patient Lt. for scale)

This year I started a Master's Degree program in Entomology. I wanted to make sure I was still making fun things while I'm so busy (mostly reading papers and books), so I arranged a set of media-based projects centered around my favorite insect (scarab grubs), trying to complete the project by the end of the month.

I didn't quite make it this time because I ran out of supplies a couple times and made the project a good deal harder for myself than I thought, but I think that's okay. This is just for me, after all.

STEP BY STEP:

First, I used sculpting wire and a pair of pliers to twist the skeleton of the grub. I wanted to be able to move all the legs and the main line of the body. I thought I'd be able to get an easier anchor in on the felt if I covered the hard wires with pipe cleaners, but I was pretty much wrong about that.

Next, I felted a bunch of spare roving into the general shape I wanted, and felted the head and the back end of the grub on in brown. I also hand-sewed six little socks to cover the wires on the legs and secured them as well as I could to the rest of the body so they won't fall off at random. This came out messier than I'd have liked, but I think also that I should cut myself some slack for having designed and patterned most of this on the fly.

Next came felting on the bulk of the fatty, cream colored body of the grub. Part of the reason I didn't end up making my deadline was that I ran out of white/off-white wool roving, and was unable to find it in stock at any stores, so I had to order it online and wait for it to arrive in the mail (it absolutely did and honestly, the new stuff from Shepswool.com is way softer than the wool I was using and a softer color, so it was well worth the wait).

From here, mainly all that was left was detail work. I didn't get a ton of photos of this because all these steps ended up being my Sunday (day of posting), but I used a finer wire, the same pliers, and super sculpey to make gently posable antennae, mandibles, a clypeus and labrum (as well as a pair of maxillae that absolutely did not show up in the end, just much too small), baked the clay on the wires and then affixed them to the existing framework I'd set up on the head for most of the face. The mandibles are attached to the antennae, so they move together, and the clypeus/labrum and maxillae are held on by the wires supporting the mandibles. I also glued on some cute little eyes that came standard with my felting gear.

All that was left at this point was final detail work-- I didn't feel like embroidering on a ton of hairs in the end, but I embroidered on some spiracles and felted those little sclerotized buts near the head.

And voila! A needle-felted beetle grub about the size of a small ferret. Wouldn't it be nice if we had more grubs around this size?

Further notes:

1) it's nice to be making something big enough for once while felting that I didn't stab my fingers constantly! I only stabbed myself like twice.

2) I bought a multi-needle felting tool for this, but I didn't really find it helped much beyond having a safety cover. It was also super noisy to work with, so I ended up going back to using a single felting needle halfway through.

Catch you at the end of this month, hopefully having completed my February project: WATERCOLOR ILLUSTRATION!

#i get excited about bugs #year of the grub #YEAR OF THE GRUB 2023 #escherbug art #needle felting #felting #soft sculpture #beetle #coleoptera #scarabaeidae

[nattinatalia]

Urban Wyatt x Harlow Sister : Instagram AU

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mamamaggie What did you two do?

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jackharlow What did she do mom?

jackharlow YN HARLOW WHAT DID YOU DO NOW???

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claybornharlow Urban, what did you two do?

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yourusername 🤨

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urbanwyatt Last night after we did what we did 🤭😁 we came back to our hotel to smoke a fatty, and she surprised me with this 🤤 yeahhhh I can live like this for ever!!!!!!

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yourusername 🙈

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jackharlow Mind sharing it with the class?

cozane 🤦🏻

neelamthadhani She a baddie 😍 🔥

mamamaggie You two can’t hide forever, I’ll find out eventually.

urbanwyatt We’re not hiding exactly. ok maybe a little bit

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[hey-august]

250 event!

"Snack" (spicy 👀) with "This is nice"

Ngl Buggy is the tastiest of snacks.

-rorywritesjunk

I had so much fun with this ⭐🩷 even though Buggy wasn't the secret snack in the end This also came in at a good moment so I could tie it into another story from this event, so tyty Rory!!

Prompts: Snack (spicy), "This is nice." Teaser: "You could smell the pirate’s pungent grassy gamey breath as he leaned in for a kiss. Tilting your head, you accepted the greasy affection on your cheek before dusting away the crumbs." Warnings: SFW. Established relationship, Buggy x GN!reader, buggy's a goon, don't crunch hard candies. Word count: ~600

Check out my 250 Follower Prompt Event and see fulfilled prompts here.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ✩ ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ✩ ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ✩ ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

“You want a snack?” 

“What is it?” Buggy asked, eyeing the small bag in your hand.

“Dried fruit. It’s good.” You shook the bag. “They’re spicy.”

That’s all Buggy really needed to hear. He snatched the whole bag from you. A handful of food was shoved in his mouth while a hum of appreciation slipped out.

Somehow, you always knew what he was craving.

Mornings where the sun woke up long before the ship’s captain were the days where a plate of food waited for him next to the bed. Biscuits waiting to be smothered in jam and butter, slightly undercooked fatty bacon, and fried eggs topped with hot sauce. Just as Buggy was shoveling an amalgamate breakfast sandwich in his crumb-coated mouth, you’d show up with a steaming cup of coffee.

Afternoons full of paperwork and imprisonment at his desk were rewarded with little candies that you always had on hand. Mints that cleared his nose and made his eyes water, sweets that stained his tongue ridiculous colors, sour suckers that he treated as challenges to withstand, and - his favorite - cinnamon candies that burned his tongue.

When he collapsed in bed after a long day, you were there with something crunchy. You always said it was just something to share that you picked up at port to share, but the greedy pirate usually ate far more than half.

“This is nice,” Buggy said with a mouthful of mush. They were salty, cheesy, a little oniony, and supremely delicious. “Thanks, doll.”

You could smell the pirate’s pungent grassy gamey breath as he leaned in for a kiss. Tilting your head, you accepted the greasy affection on your cheek before dusting away the crumbs.

“Don’t wipe that away,” he grumbled, leaning in to replace his thanks.

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One day you offered Buggy a cinnamon candy for no reason. It appeared from nowhere, all for him. He popped the treat in his mouth and rolled it around, letting it clatter against his teeth.

“‘ow cohm yu alwaysh hahh shnax?”

You stared at him, waiting for the jumble of syllables to fall into place. It was taking a while.

Buggy repeated his question and pointed towards his mouth.

“Oh, how come I always have snacks,” you repeated, trying to buy time before answering the question.

Buggy crunched into the cinnamon ball with a loud crack. “Do you have another?” he asked inbetween ferocious chomps.

“You’re going to crack a tooth if you keep doing that.” Despite the chiding, you pulled another from your pocket.

Buggy winked at your remark. Well, you thought it was the remark until you felt a jostle in your pocket and Buggy’s hand returned to the pirate.

“You’ve been holding out on me! Your captain!” 

“Hey, no! Give that back!”

Buggy raised the bag of candies out of your reach, distracting you from the other hand that went to rummage in a different pocket. This one joined its companion, holding up the bag of crackers it found. They were the spicy cheesy flavor that Buggy had been asking for lately.

“Oh, I like these ones. What else are you keeping from me?”

“For you, ya goon. Give them back before you eat them all.” You tried and failed at retrieving the snacks.

“Don’t call your captain a goon,” Buggy retorted. His floating hands fumbled with the bags and he popped another cinnamon candy in his mouth.

Buggy didn’t return the treats, but it was no problem. You let him learn a lesson from the hot cinnamon that burned the top layer of his tongue off. He also endured subsequent reminders from his beloved spicy treats that further irritated his swollen tongue.

The pirate was bound to find out that you carried snacks around for him, in addition to hiding them around the ship. You paid attention to what Buggy liked and would purchase treats for him.

And it was all worth it to see him light up with eyes full of stars and smiles full of happiness and half-chewed food.

#buggy x reader #buggy the clown x reader #buggy the clown #buggy x you #x reader #buggy op #opla buggy #one piece buggy #buggy x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #hey-august 250 follower event

[bugs1nmybrain]

If possible may I request Tomura Shigaraki x chubby reader head cannons? Your writing is so wonderful and I can’t wait to read more!

Admittedly I want nothing more than to just cuddle Shigaraki into my chest and nuzzle my face into his hair. 💚

I've wanted to do this prompt for a while, actually! Just haven't gotten around to it. My chubby ass totally needs this as well. I hope this is good. I also hope you don't mind that I'm throwing some NSFW in here, I can't help myself (it's not actual sex, just Shigaraki being a lil horny)

Tomura x Chubby Reader Headcanons ♡☆♡☆

Warnings: NSFW (nothing extreme), chubby reader, fem-reader, Shigaraki calls you a fatass but it's out of love I swear

Minors Don't Interact

Oh you best BELIEVE he's a chubby chaser!

Thick ladies turn him on so much it's not even funny

Watch it because he'll grab and poke and pinch at you whenever he feels like it

He kind of makes fun of you for your weight, but I swear he's not doing it because he thinks you're ugly or anything. It's the exact opposite. It's more of an endearing insult when he does it

When he wants your attention he'll just drop the bomb, "hey fatass, come here."

Pisses you off to no end, but make no mistake he loves you to death

He absolutely adores it when you're around while he's playing video games so he can just wrap his arms around your soft tummy with his controller in his hands

He'll force you to snuggle with him because he loves how your plushy flesh feels on his fingers and pressed up against his body

Will absolutely show you off. You're his pride and joy! He'll encourage you to wear clothes that show off how thick you are because he loves the eye candy (but will get pissed whenever someone looks at you, it's a complex)

He'd never be ashamed of you, either. If someone has an issue with you, they can shove it. You're his girlfriend after all, and you're hot

If anyone ever insults you for how you look he's beating them the fuck up, no questions and no hesitation. He's the only one who's allowed to call you a fatass.

He loves pinching your fatty areas to get your attention. His favorite areas are your thighs, ass, and upper arms.

SIT! IN! HIS! LAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He needs it so bad

For real though because he'll pull you down to sit on him whenever Dabi or the other guys are around because he needs them to know how lucky he is to have such a cutie like you for a girlfriend

He'll brag about you, too.

"You think your girlfriend's hot, you should see mine. Ass for days."

You're probably the only person who could mellow him out. Sure, when you're around others he's going to abuse the PDA, but when it's you two by yourselves, he's actually kind of a sweetheart.

He'll spend all day just holding you close and squishing your tummy because you're his favorite person

He holds on for dear life because he's so afraid of losing you. He's scared shitless that one day you're going to just up and leave him so he savors those moments

Will smack your ass or thighs whenever he wants because he thinks it's hilarious to see your reaction. He's actually not very rough. Usually, they're playful little slaps. He'll only hit enough to see a red mark if you're having sex and in the mood for something a little rougher

Because honestly, that's so hot to him, too. Seeing the print of his hand on your thick ass makes him leak

He loves seeing your flesh bulge between his fingers it makes him so flustered!

He turns into a giggly little girl around you sometimes because you're so cute

If you get insecure about your body he'll literally tell you to shut the fuck up. He gets it, he truly does. He even feels a little sorry because he doesn't want to see you hurting like that. But you're so sexy, he doesn't know why you insist on doubting yourself

He'll tell you how hot you are very frequently, especially if you're insecure. He wants you to know how attractive you are to him. You'll get absolutely all the praise in the world, though the comments he makes are kind of rude. It's his way of showing you he loves you

He loves his chubby princess so much, he'd destroy the world in your honor (not as if he isn't already trying to do that)

#shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x chubby reader

[loupy-mongoose]

Was all of this gallbladder stuff sudden, or is it just sudden for us because you never mentioned anything about a gallbladder removal until recently

I mentioned a few times throughout the first week of Jan. that I was having some tummy issues, but I never really brought it to the spotlight. The most I did was inform you all that I had gotten "sick", and then only a few days ago mentioned my gall bladder.

There is very little way I can call this sudden in general, however.

I'm... actually gonna put this under a read more, because it runs a lot deeper than just these last few weeks... (Kinda turned into a life-story lol)

So, throughout that first week of Jan, I was having off-and-on mild pain. Nothing too intense, and I'd been through it many, many, MANY times before. (Yeah.... MANY.)

I tried to wait it out every time, only going to Doctors twice for it, and it would eventually go away. I would be careful with my eating afterword (based on past experiences, not any research or knowledge) and eventually I'd be back to normal for the time being.

The time between spells varied. Sometimes it was only months, sometimes it was almost a year. I don't think I ever went beyond a year with no spell, but I can't remember.

This started about

TEN

YEARS

ago.

If each episode has been a pancreatitis attack, then I consider it no small miracle that I'm as good off as I am.

I went to the Doctor once for it as a youth, and they gave me some kind of IBS or other pill for bloating. They did nothing to help, and I didn't pursue any more doctor visits about it until '22.

That time the pain didn't go away for many days, and it got incredibly incapacitating. So I went to the Doctor (completely different one from the first--we'd moved states.) I got some imaging done and they found Pancreatitis and Colitis. They gave me antibiotics and sent me home to recover.

But they didn't finds gallstones.

So I recovered and felt armed to better handle these pain episodes--Just limit my consumption to liquids.

Well, I was doing alright until now.

We had... a V E R Y fatty Christmas dinner, and I was grazing off of the worst of it the following week.

Then, come New Year's Eve, I start to feel that little ache. I... I ignored it, and ate some of the goodies we'd prepared for the night, a little more reserved about it than I normally would've been. Eating has always been one of my absolute favorite parts of that time of year, and I didn't want to let my potential stomach issue completely ruin it for me.

I'm actually surprised by how mild the pain was at first, given all the nasty stuff I'd been eating.

Anyway, that mild pain subsided, and I foolishly let myself eat some more leftover goodies, thinking I was being careful. And of course, it came back.

This went on through the week, with me gradually being more and more careful about what I ate, trying to eat more stomach-bug friendly foods like crackers and toast.

A night finally came where it was so irritating that I threw up. That night it instantly made me feel better. I still increased my carefulness in consumption the following day, taking in nothing but a couple cups each of Pedialyte and chicken broth.

But still it came back. And that was the night it got bad.

I threw up a couple more times that night, and instead of helping this time... the second time left me in a lot of pain. So much that it was uncomfortable to breathe. Uncomfortable to do anything.

Thankfully my dad didn't have work that night (he works overnights), so we ultimately decided at about 6 am to take me to the emergency room.

There they found the gallstones and got blocking ones out of the way, and I spent the following week recovering in the hospital.

It seems most likely that gallstones have been the offender all these years, but the symptoms never quite matched that. I remember once looking into Pancreatitis and seeing that the symptoms matched that pretty well, but never let gallstones settle as an option.

Anyway, I guess I can at least say I have some closure after all this time. It'll be good to finally be free from this plague!

#violetjazz25 #ask #peek behind the Loupy curtain lol #Somehow I doubt you all needed to hear all that. #But I dunno--I just felt like telling it.

[toptierteaser]

Feeder Thoughts

You just can’t help yourself. Can you, fatboy?

                Look at you. Look how greedy you are. Stuffed to the gills! Huffing from all the food I just coaxed down your throat! One treat after another. Look at your fattened, handsome face! Your plump lips parted as you desperately attempt to gasp in some air. A fattened blowfish struggling to breathe!

                I hold your face, run my thumb along your wet, crumb-covered lips. You look at me, lazily, eyes halfway opened, as if in a trance, desperate to fall fast asleep into the deepest food coma you’ve ever entered. And then I show you. The cupcake, as luscious and as plump as you…almost. Frosted in your favorite color. Your eyes widen comically, like saucers as I waggle the dessert in front of your face. Your irises cross as the cupcake comes closer to your mouth, fear and want battling to overtake your brain. I can see the inner workings in your greedy, piggish mind. The faint fear. Dear God, you think. I think I’m gonna pop! Oh, but it just looks so good!

                I know you, fatty. You have no self-control. That’s why you open your mouth for me, like a good little piglet. That’s why you let me shove the cupcake in, cramming the frosting directly onto your tongue as I daintily peel the paper from the bottom. And then, with a tantalizing flourish, I push it in, pressing it with my index finger, so that it slides all the way into your mouth. You sit there, struggling to chew. I know you enjoy it, fatboy. I know how much you love the flavors, the sugary frosting consuming your tongue, a rush of dopamine entrancing your mind. You chew and chew and chew. And then, with a final, sticky gulp, the whole of it descends down your thick, greedy throat.

                You’re helpless to stop me, fatboy. You just sit there, leaning back against the chair, your body vulnerable and exposed. Look at all that blubber! Just look at all that dough! It shimmers, your fat puffing out in every direction, covered with a thick layer of sweat. A mixture of excitement and fear, and the exertion from stuffing yourself like a pig for me!

                I reach over, grabbing another cupcake. Real terror overtakes your face as you subtly shake your head in disbelief. But you don’t dare protest aloud. You know what I can do to you, how much I can make you eat. Your mouth is open and I coax it in as your eyes roll back in pleasure…or perhaps you really are slipping away into that food coma.

                Your chest heaves beneath your juicy man boobs. You breathe around the mouthful of cake. Your belly, reflective and exposed, pushes out against the waistband. I press it with my other hand and your eyes widen again as I push into your fat, seeing how much of you is chub and how much is a tubby belly full of food. I prod you, inspecting the results of all our feedings. The thick blubber that encases your thighs. The plumpness of your love handles that rest at your belly’s sides. The softness of your double chin as your handsome face is slowly lost in chub.

                You can’t do much of anything right now. Besides sit back and eat, letting me coax one cupcake into your gluttonous belly, and then another. You fear that you might split at the seams, but of course you know as well as I do that I know your limits better than you! I know how much you can handle. I know how to push the boundaries of your appetite, the limits of your stomach. You know how much of a greedy fatboy I’ve turned you into already! All you have to do is to sit back and eat, to let me stuff you with goodies. To soften up in my hands, to pudge up in the chair. To let me fill you as you fill out the seat, expanding before me. To lose yourself in the pleasure of the flavors. To grow for me, fatboy. To eat until I tell you to stop. To eat and glut and grow…

#feedee encouragement #teaser #gaining weight #bhm weight gain #chubby #fatty #fat belly #fat bhm #fatboy #fatass

[candywife333]

You Can Have Him

Summary: I am having Jungkook's baby. That's right bitches, you heard me right. We had a one night stand and now I am going to make him pay in cash and chocolate doughnuts-- currency of the gods. No emotions, just mucho dinero. That's the motto for today. There's no way he can fall in love with a virtual freeloader right? Let's all pray that he doesn't for my sake and yours.

chubby reader x idol (loaded) jungkook

Disclaimer: This character of Jungkook is not a representation of the real life Jungkook. Keep in mind this is all fiction.

Mini- series

(haven't decided on how many parts. I guess however many it takes me to get my thoughts across)

PART 2 of Only Here for Food

You know when your bladder just can't hold in the piss and it has to empty itself under just about any circumstance? Well that was me right now, as I sauntered into HYBE. I used the wonderful bathroom on the first floor and with a jolly grin on my face went to the cafe. Their desserts were simply exquisite. "One new york classic cheese cake with a boba tea please". I clapped my hands , giggling in glee as I saw all the other options I couldn't wait to try every time I visited the HYBE building.

I took my aesthetic picture of the desserts as the employee who handed me the food smiled at me. Happiness is contagious, just like the plague and that is the best part about it. Trudging over to the BTS waiting room , I saw my favorite super squishy couch and sat on it, ready to eat my dessert and some bibimbap with pork belly I had made for lunch today.

I kept all my food on the table, having brought an abundant amount for the guys as well. They may like it, and if they didn't I had so many neighbors I could just distribute the food to. I dove into the bibimbap, moaning as the flavors hit my tastebuds. This is truly what I lived for, fatty oily sweet and savory rice loaded with greasy meat, spiced vegetables, and fried egg. Taehyung walked in, clearly surprised at what I had brought and my presence. "Hey Y/N , what are you doing here? Jungkook is in the recording room".

I smiled, "Oh, I didn't come for Jungkook necessarily. I was just going to give him papers that my lawyer drew up in case I saw him around the building. I actually just came here to eat and brought some food with me in case you guys wanted to try any. Made it all early this morning after my mommy pilates class". I chewed loudly with fervor, "Why don't you also try some food? I made bibimbap, japchae with tiger shrimp, fish cake stew with sausages, and kimbap. It's all home made".

Taehyung reluctantly took his first bite, and then it was game over. He sat there eating the food with me as I showed him reruns of different series I was watching. I showed him how I was midway through death note and my plans to dress up as a Shinigami this halloween. I was also knitting a shinigami inspired scarf with apples laced all throughout. He chuckled and laughed with me.

The rest of the guys filtered in, behooved to see Taehyung get along so well with Y/N. They saw the abundance of food, and Jin was the first to serve himself a plate, exclaiming and gesticulating ,"So good Y/N, so good, you are truly a goddess. I was just missing home made food so much". The rest of the guys also decided to chow down, trying to steal the cheesecake from Y/n as she was slowly eating it, attempting to prolong the experience.

Jungkook walked in, sweaty and tired from recording his new track for a feature when he saw Y/n. His face contorted into disgust. What the hell was this girl doing here again? Wasn't setting up a child support plan after his unfortunately positive paternity test enough for her?

He loudly stomped in the room, slapping his doc martens against the ground. Y/N heard the noise and looked up to see him. "Hi JK, want to try some food? I just made it this morning. Took me two hours, but I wanted to bring a treat for all of you just in case. Was supposed to go on a picnic today with my boy toys but I thought I would feed you guys instead". Jungkook nodded his head with pure defiance and rage, till a singular word filtered through his brain, boy toys?!?!! He shrieked in a fury, "What the hell do you mean by boy toy women? What type of males are you frolicking with? Are you getting run through by every damn male out there?"

Y/N weakly smiled, "I mean, I wish I had the braveness to cavort with every handsome man I met. But I am just too scared of STDs you know. Trust me on this though JK, if STDs never existed, I would fuck my way through an entire fraternity. I have the stamina of a stallion". She proceeded to imitate a neighing of a horse, as the boys all tried not to choke, aspirate, and die on their food.

Y/n continued, "I just came here to talk to you about honoring the part of our agreement that talks about baby time twice a week. Twice a week I will be here so we can have our baby interaction time , so as a dad you can be close to the baby". Jungkook was ready to rip all his hair out of his head. What the hell was she talking about? Then he remembered the part of the contract which stipulated that he was supposed to meet her twice a week to interact with the baby as it was in the womb and for one year post partum.

"Just let me know once you are ready, and we will go into a private room so you can touch the baby directly-- you know skin to skin contact and all". The boys tried to not laugh openly at Jungkook as he stared at y/N horrified of her request. They all filtered out immediately. Namjoon stated somberly, "Jungkook you can use this room with Y/N, I will close the door so you and her can have private time with the Baby".

Jungkook timidly walked over to Y/n and sat next to her. She emanated the scent of fresh laundry and coconuts, very appealing and nothing that he had ever smelled on any of the girls he usually bedded. Y/n lifted up her dress and Jungkook was shell shocked to see red lacy panties stretched down due to a surprisingly round baby bump the size of a small melon. Her thighs were thick and glistening with moisture . He almost had the urge to bite her thighs. Wait, what the fuck, where was this thought coming from?!

Y/N lifted one eyebrow, "Aren't you going to touch the baby? Don't be scared by my pussy, don't worry, it won't bite. It will maintain its distance, it is well trained and domesticated". Jungkook's hands slightly trembled as he placed both of them on either side of her stomach. He felt the warmth of her silky skin radiating through his hands, as an unwarranted image of Y/N with his cum stuffed up her pussy and his cum sprayed all over her pregnant stomach ambushed him. He jolted away, hands moving away due to the sudden unbidden thought invading his mind, infiltrating his brain.

He asked softly with concern, "Is this normal for your stomach to be this big for two months?" Y/N cooly replied, "They are actually twins. I am preparing cribs and clothes for them. Double the work actually, but I can't wait". She giggled, nose scrunching up and mirth in her eyes. Jungkook saw how beautiful she was, for the first time since he consciously met her.

Y/N squealed out, "Ok now Mr Jungkook. Hands off the goodies. Visitation hours are over". She flipped down her dress as Jungkook now couldn't get the image of her ripe swollen stomach and panties out of his mind. She clouded his thoughts so quickly, no wonder he got her pregnant he mused to himself.

The members came back in as Y/N stared at her phone, watching death note on youtube with Jimin who snuggled up next to her. Jungkook felt a flash of envy thunder through his body as he saw the mother of his kids so close to Jimin. He shouldn't feel this way, but he did. A model named Jin Hee, from one of their previous photo shoots came over to Jungkook and sidled up to him.

Jin Hee held on to Jungkook's arm and started talking to him, flirting with him, as Y/N watched the scene unravel from the corner of her eye. She had great peripheral vision, took her vitamin A and carrot intake very seriously, thank you very much. As Jungkook sat down now, Jin Hee sat so close to him, she might as well be on his lap. Jin Hee was clearly trying to prod Y/N to breaking since the news had spread quickly about Jungkook's baby momma. Everybody knew who Y/N was in the HYBE building.

Jin Hee, a stereotypically thin model had been vying for Jungkook's attention for the longest time. She did not want to lose to a fat pregnant non celebrity baby momma. Y/N calmly put her phone down next to her, to the confusion of Jimin. In a calm voice that could slice a human's flesh with its sharpness, she drawled out firmly, eyes facing Jin Hee, "You can have him you know. I don't fight over community dick. If you want him, you can have him. You clinging to him like a baby koala is making you look desperate. I am not jealous of you in the least. My eyes are on a different prize, and Jungkook is not it. I eat leftovers usually, but if Jungkook was a left over, I would throw him in the trash".

#eventual smut #bts x reader #smut #angst #chubby reader #bts x plus size reader #jungkook x reader #curvy reader #eventual romance #chubby reader x jungkook #curvy reader x jungkook #plus size reader x jungkook #comedy #fanfic #bts #bts fanfic #bts x curvy reader #bts x chubby reader

[sanjisblackasswife]

Gojo Satoru NSFW Alphabet (Black Fem!Reader)

A/N: I’m going to approach this as close to canon Gojo as possible…well I won’t have him be viewed as a man whore in this.😭😭😭

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): Okay so…he didn’t know wtf that was until you explained it to him after about the 2nd time of you two having sex he’d just fall sleep or get up and take a shower by himself AND THEN SLEEP. Once you explained to him the importance of aftercare (It really is important, my loves) he steps it up a notch and he started off by buying you a whole mini fridge….yes a whole mini fridge and filled it up with your his favorite snacks and plenty of drinks that he restocks once a week because y’all have sex way more than you’d want to admit. Come to find out this man is so soft after sex. Gojo loves talking after sex, first he’ll ask if you’re okay, if you’re thirsty, or hungry and start a bath for you both. Once that’s done if you are still up you guys kinda just talk the rest of the night. He also loves to be held right after sex. After coming down from both of your orgasms he takes one long breath and you just cockwarm him for a moment in silence. Most of the time he tends to be rough especially after not having sex with you due to his missions so please hold this man because the last thing he’d actually want to do is hurt you for real.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): His fingers. He has naturally pretty hands, and they’re always cut low and cleaned to finger fuck you comfortably. As for you he loves your tummy and butt equally. He enjoys the softness and if he isn’t cuming on either he is resting his head on it or playing with it like a cat playing with a mouse toy. He loves to kiss, nibble, and blow raspberries on your fatty flesh to get a giggle out of you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): Okay I’m a virgin and never seen semen irl so idk if there are actually different variants and I’m too lazy too Google it KSHDHSSK He cums a lot when he’s been pent up I’ll tell you that much. Also believe it or not he doesn’t ALWAYS raw dog it. Gojo Satoru practices safe sex so you all should as well my loves! He’ll only really take off the condom if you realllllyyy beg for it, or it’s a special occasion. Either than that if he isn’t cumming in you he loves to cum on your ass. It’s so pretty he really wants to just Ingrain the image of his sticky seed dripping down your slippery cheeks forever.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): Gojo loves to be dominated, and has a massive praise and degrading kink, but he’s rather die than admit that to you. He knows you’d end up using it all against him when his teasing goes too far, but the moment you pull his hair to look up at you or call him your “Good Boy” It’s over . Also, he once had a dream about you and Geto. He walked in on Geto fucking you doggy style on his bed making complete and straight eye contact with him the whole time, your mouth was drooling moaning out “Geto you’re so good! Too good!” Over and over Gojo actually woke up startled. He knew his best friend or you would ever do such a thing, but it had him in his feelings and a bit of a passive aggressive attitude towards you both for a couple weeks.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Gojo Satoru is not very experienced with sex. He knew what it was, but he never had an interest in it because he didn’t have time for it. HOWEVER. Gojo is a fast learner. Gege Even said he can do anything he tries so as for him knowing what he’s doing..he’s pretty gifted. When you both first had sex he asked a lot of questions though, “is this okay? Does this feel good? How’s that?” Which you didn’t understand why he was doing that, since he had you cumming so easily during his first try.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): He really likes any position where your legs are dangling from his shoulders. Next to his hands he developed a love for his broad shoulders only because you compliment them so much. You stroked tf out of his ego. So when your pretty manicured feet are beside his ear as he pounds away he sometimes gives your toes a lick or kiss to keep you alert as your eyes tend to unfocus.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): It really depends on his mood. 90% of the time he’ll tease and crack a joke, but if he needs to blow of steam he’s not very talkative and gets straight to the point. However the one rare time when he isn’t completely silent nor goofy, but still speaks to you during sex is when you make love.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): He is pretty, pink and hairless, you were actually shocked on how smooth he was! He didn’t quite understand why you kept touching right ABOVE his dick, but he thought your amazed face was so cute considering you were butt booty naked if front of him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): Gojo kind of had a difficultly learning to make love. You were his first for a lot so it took him a while to allow himself to accept that sometimes just being slow and sensual is best. Once he did though he started to become an open book with making love, if he wants to go slow he’ll start off with giving you a bath or a sensual massage. (That’s his favorite)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): He still Jacks Off as much as he did before you two got together which isn’t a lot just mostly in the shower or when he’s away and bored. Now that you’re with him he just teases you with jacking off videos and if not that you both tend to do a lot of mutual masturbation together on the phone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): He loves LOVES sensory deprivation, he can’t necessarily do it on himself because of his 6 eyes but it’s moreso the trust you have for him is what turns him on. When he blindfolds you and tie you up for your body to do whatever he pleases he loves knowing you know he wouldn’t do anything to harm you. His friend Geto actually got him into edging, Gojo loves doing to himself more than you, but you suffer so much in the process. The feeling of ALMOST cuming and having it the feeling slowly die down gets him so riled up, until when finally does cum he lets out the most prettiest moan so it ends up worth it for you.

Some honorable kink mentions:

Nipple play, FLR, Food Play, Roleplay

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): Next to his own bedroom, he really loves the balcony of a high hotel suite? It has nothing to do with possibly being caught but he loves the cool air and beautiful view of the city while he bends you over the porch and has his way with you from the back.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): Touch the back of his nape right where his undercut is. Hes so sensitive there as well as under his adam’s apple. Gojo tends to get a cute nervous laugh with a mixture of a moan when you kiss or touch him in any of those areas. A few times you’ve done it for too long he started to grow in his pants.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): I know we all would love to be fucked by him and his best friend but thanks to his dream Gojo would never be into a threesome. He’s already naturally possessive over you so seeing you possibly moan from another person would piss him off. He also wouldn’t like the whole age play thing. It creeps him out and doesn’t understand why someone would want to pretend to be a younger age than they are when having sex. Yes he most definitely kink shames.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Gojo’s fucking tongue is a weapon. He knows exactly how and where to lick and suck to have to actually crying. He’s very infatuated with your clit too so he usually eats you out with your legs hitting your chest and him just sucking gently making you twitch uncontrollably since the tip of his tongue constantly bumps under the hood of your clit. He loves both, but if he had to choose one he actually loves when your mouth struggles to take him all in. You swear he is a sadist because of this but he just shrugs it off to see you choke him down some more. It honestly just rules him up more to eat you out when he’s finished because he knows how wet you get sucking his cock.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): Deep and long strokes. The kind of strokes that knock the wind out of you each time he goes back inside. He enjoys the “oh’s!” You spill out when his cock hits just the right spot.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): He hates quickies only because he has to chose what exactly he wants and it can only be ONE. Oral sex? A quick walk fuck? Mutual masturbation? HE CANT DECIDE HE WANTS TO DO ALL OF IT, BUT THERE IS NO TIME so typically you’re the one initiating the quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): Gojo doesn’t care about being seen naked by someone but you? No no. That’s for his eyes only. So public sex isn’t ideal. You do remember though when you both started having more sex Gojo would head over to Twitter and show you some videos of different positions he’d like to try. You mindlessly got wet while watching, and Gojo noticed and you both experimented most of the night.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): He’s a got damn menace he can last forever if he wanted. Between his edging and you’re begging for more all he needs is a quick 20 second breather and he’s back inside you. However an average night of sex last 40-50 minutes.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): Gojo bought panties with a vibrator in it for you once. He used it on you as you both were in the mall walking around. He found it so funny how your voice would crack when speaking to a cashier or how you began to waddle a bit holding on to his arm that’s controlling the remote in his pocket. Y’all fucked in the car after that.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): His personality is teasing! It’s even worse when you annoyed him(like if you were to tease him first) He’ll do such tantalizing rubs on your clit as you watch a movie, and when you buck your hips he stops moving altogether before giving your clit a firm slap so you stop moving.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): He talks so fucking much in your ear “I know baby I know”, “cum on this cock cum in this cock.”, “You like this tongue?”, but when he’s getting real into his dick pumping inside your velvet like walls or you’re riding him calling him such pretty nicknames his true moans seep through which are so pretty. He tries not to be too loud when moaning because he wants to hear you more though.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): Gojo enjoys baking. He never has time to do it because he’s always working but on his days off he likes to either bake with you or bake by himself for you. He makes the best cinnamon rolls and red velvet cakes.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): He’s 7 all around. It’s slim, very veiny, and a pretty pink tip that curves to the right a little. He never really cared about his dick size until you kept crying about how long it is. Stop stroking this mans ego.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): It’s higher than you’re accustomed to but he tries to deny it when you tell him that you both have sex too much. If he’s off the whole week you guys are having sex AT LEAST 5 days that week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): Since he is on game with aftercare he doesn’t fall asleep right after anymore. Once you both are back in bed, now cleaned under the fresh sheets he likes watching you slowly start to doze off. There’s been so many sweet words he has said to you holding you close to his chest as you lightly snore that you may never hear, but it’s okay. Hopefully one day Gojo gets the courage to tell you them all.

#gojo x female reader #gojo x reader #gojo x poc reader #gojo imagine #gojo smut #gojo satoru #gojo x y/n #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #x female reader #female reader #x chubby reader #chubby reader #black reader #jujustu kaisen #gojou satoru x reader

[queenhunter102]

The Cod boys in my AU

Simon 'Ghost' Riley In my AU I see Si, as being big and burly like, he is all beefy and hairy and just...everything but he's not like just ripped hes like fatty ripped (If that makes sense) and it just adds to the intimation factor, just this giant beefy man. And he's obviously a lean mean killing machine, but he's not that intimidating off the field, he's still distant and witty, but not all glares and growls. He knows more on things he shouldn't like NBOC. Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick Now Kyle is different, he's a lot smaller than what Simon is and is also significantly less hairy, think of him like twink sized (Stereo-typically) like he's still got that beef, but not as much as the Simon and he takes extra care with his body hair. Now Gaz is the most informed about Omegas (Considering his brother is an Omega) So he has better understanding of how omega's act in society, as well as the after effect of laws. Johnny 'Soap' McTavish Johnny our boy, our favorite Scot, He's physically a lot more narrow and lean that both Simon and Kyle, he's got them abs still, there not super defined but still got that line down the middle now the hair on his body is wild compared to Kyle but significantly better kept than Simons. Now Johnny didn't grow up with much interactions with Omega's coming from an Alpha only pack, but his parents where major politicians in bring change to the health, welfare and survival of Omegas, after the Omega scare in the early 2000's, and due to him still being too young he doesn't remember too much what it was like. Alejandro Vargas Alejandro is like the happy medium of the group, he's not too narrow like Johnny, but more defined than Kyle and can certainly pack on the beef if he wanted to match with Simon. But he likes to keep himself in the middle like a way to balance out the group and he keeps himself practically hairless, not liking the feeling of having the smell of sweat, dirt and grime stick to him for too long and knowing that hair can trap that too him? yeah he shaves it, he used to wax it but he got the piss taken out of him for waxing like an Omega... Now Alejandro comes from a pack much like Kyle and Johnny, one where Omegas where treated like they were royalty so coming into a society that deemed them worse than the shit they scrape off the bottom of their shoe was a COMPLETE culture shock for our sweet man. "Like what do you mean, your no means nothing?" But he does remember during his time about certain laws coming into place and the outrage from other alpha's concerned that they would't have round the clock access. Captain John Price John Price the father of the team and the father in our lives, this man has for lack of a better word let himself go but not completely, he still does his daily workouts but they are not as intense as the rest of the team is, they are far more light, more just to keep that damnable belly from growing. Since he stopped going into the field that often he didn't feel like it was that necessary don't get me wrong he will drop kick if he has too, now that body hair is Wild and I do mean WILD, like some of that shit has matted.

I feel like he doesn't care about it because it is hidden under his uniform and as long as A) It doesn't get in his way and B) Doesn't make him look like a bag of mince, he doesn't care too much, hence why his beard is always in some form clean and well maintained. Now John to me, is a fair bit older than the rest of the boys, meaning that he has seen a lot more, he KNOWS what it was like before the laws came into place, he KNOWS that Britain was lawless and vicious to everyone that wasn't an Alpha and that included it's own, he remembers what it was like for those poor male Omegas, he remembers the locker abuse those poor Omegas getting in the 'family way', he remembers the screaming the crying... He remembers the outrage of Alpha's when Omegas gained rights, he remembered watching in the news the break ins, the attacks, the beatings, he remembers every last detail, he remembers that gory world that is not so different not so distant to the world his new member has managed to emerge from, his only hope is to teach them how to survive without him.

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[ghostieboi1]

Papas and Pets

Papas I, II, III, IV

Summary: The types of pets the Papas would have and what kind of "animal dad" they'd be. (I was writing this while my cat was napping on me, he's very sweet 🥹)

Genres: Headcanons and fluff.

Warnings: Nothing other than tooth rotting fluff, all gifs are not mine

Primo

Bird dad.

It's pretty simple logic, he's out in the gardens a lot more after retiring from being Papa and where do you constantly see birds? In gardens.

He's also fond of animals that aren't quite domesticated like opossums or raccoons but absolutely adores birds.

Any bird works for him but he has a particular fondness of owls, he has one in his room that's allowed to fly around freely most of the time.

That same owl can be seen wherever he's allowed to take it, whether it be on his shoulder or flying around him in a room.

He prides himself in being able to tame wild birds since it seems he's the only one in the Ministry that can, he calls himself the bird whisperer.

He's also the one you go to if a bird accidentally flew into one of the rooms in the Ministry because he'll wait until the bird lands near him then picks it up like it's just a rock or something and bring it outside.

For those cultured out there, you know that scene in Shrek 2 where Snow White sends those birds to attack those tree guard dudes? If he had to, Primo would probably be able to do it too.

Secondo

Snake dad.

I feel like he's also kinda snake coded, the vast majority of people are afraid of him because he looks scary but then there's the few that love him to death (me) and see he's just a silly man.

He's known for scaring anyone that openly talks shit about him with one of his pet snakes, so most people keep their opinions on him in private.

The first snake he had was when he was younger and Primo freaked out a little after a snake hissed at him and Secondo just picked it up was like "I'm keeping him and his name will be Tommy."

And since then he's always had at least one pet snake around, he started naming them after fictional characters that were often associated with snakes, including naming one of them Slytherin.

He can and will make the "May I take your jacket, sir/ma'am?" joke when one of his snakes sheds their skin.

Let's his snake mostly free roam his room when he's in the room as well so if he thinks they might get stuck or hurt, he's there to prevent it from happening.

Terzo

Cat dad.

This man LOVES cats, and he will openly cry if he sees anything where a cat is hurt or in danger even if it's fictional.

His favorite are black cats, mostly because he's sad they aren't shown enough love and because they seem to be the nicest cats.

He's also tried finding almost completely wild cats to adopt because he finds them absolutely beautiful.

Both Sister Imperator and Nihil have found him walking relatively fast in the Ministry's hallways late at night holding his jacket closed and stopped to ask him what he was doing and every time, without fail, the cat he was trying to hide meowed.

If he wasn't living in the Ministry, he'd be the crazy cat lady down the road that would even feed the stray cats his house couldn't hold.

COVERED in cat hair and cat scratches/bites all the time, it's impossible for him to get rid of them.

He's the "I found this cat malnourished in a garbage dumpster and I brought him here and he's my baby now" cat dad.

Copia

Well, we can all guess what animal dad he is; Rat dad.

He used to be afraid of them but then he became fascinated with them and the rest is history.

Most people don't know about his pet rats so when they visit him in his office or room they get startled by them and maybe scream as Copia is just sitting at his desk/on his bed like "No! No! It's okay! It's okay!"

Similar to Terzo, he smuggled rats and would get caught by Sister Imperator every time.

Definitely gives his rats weird names like "Ratty Fatty" or some shit like that.

Also makes his rats fly when he wants to, but most of the time his rats will be napping somewhere on him.

Refers to his rats as his kids so when new Siblings of Sin join, they think he means actually children until they meet his rats.

Baby talks to his rats 24/7, and teaches his rats tricks when he's bored.

#the band ghost #papa emeritus i #papa primo #papa emeritus ii #papa secondo #papa emeritus iii #papa terzo #papa emeritus iv #papa copia #sister imperator #papa nihil

[oneforthemunny]

modern eddie, smut, weed

Eddie Munson was inspired by his three favorite things: you, weed, and music.

Specifically, a line from an old Kanye song (he knew you'd huff at him for it, snapping at him about how gross he was for that, but he couldn't unhear the song from ten years ago). Sitting there, opening a fresh baggie, ready to roll it. Inspiration struck.

"Hey, why don't you lay down in front of me, babe?" Eddie grinned, a tiny little smirk that usually meant he was up to no good.

"Why?" Your nose scrunched, brow raising in question.

Eddie shrugged. "Got an idea. Wanna see if it works."

"What kind of idea, Eddie?" You glared at him lightly.

"You'll like it. Just lay down in front of me." Eddie patted the spot between his legs.

You lied down on your stomach, his hands pulling you back so your legs were over his hips, ass inches away from his crotch. You hid back a grin, look back at him over your shoulder. "What are you doing?" You giggled.

"Just stay still." Eddie pushed your his t-shirt up, revealing your panty clad ass, high cut and cheeky, leaving most of your cheeks exposed to him. He fought back the urge to grab it, squeeze it knowing you would wiggle away from him.

Instead, he laid the papers on the top of your tail bone, the baggie in his hand, propping his phone up next to him so it caught the entire angle.

"While you're back there why don't you gimme a massage?" You smirked, wiggling your hips back further towards his groin. You knew that massage would always lead to your legs in the air, Eddie pounding into you.

"I will, just let me finish this." Eddie smoothed a hand over the fleshy skin of your cheek.

"What are you doing?" You moved to look over your shoulder. "Thought you were rolling me a joint-"

"-I am, baby, just relax f'me." Eddie cooed, a hand rubbing up and down the cool cotton of your t-shirt. "I gotcha."

You blushed, melting into the mattress. Your chin propped on your hand while you scrolled through TikTok. You could feel the tickle of the papers, Eddie's fingers light and delicate on your ass, but you didn't ask. Until...

"Ro-Ro-Roll my weed on it, that's on ass tray."

Eddie's cackle followed, holding his phone close to him, the sound repeating over and over and over. "Did you just record that?" You frowned, pushing up on your forearms.

"Yeah-Wait!" Eddie pushed your tailbone, lowering you back onto the mattress. Your tummy fluttered at the movement, one he only did when he wanted you flat on the mattress while he was fucking you from behind.

"Don't move, I'm almost done." Eddie grinned.

You huffed, plopping back down on your arms. "Did you just record my ass?"

"Yeah." Eddie snorted with a laugh. "Rolling my weed on it, that's an ass tray, baby."

You rolled your eyes. "That's so dumb. You're so dumb."

Eddie shrugged lightly. "Yeah? Well it worked." He crawled over your body, pressing himself to he laid on your back, dangling the joint in front of you. You smiled. "Light it up and I'll give you that massage."

You laid on your ass still, inhaling the joint, passing it to Eddie while his hands worked down your back, over your hips, massaging the fatty flesh of your ass, fingers tickling and teasing your clothed slit.

You lifted your hips up, whining into the mattress, his thumb pressing over your clit, circling it lightly. "Keep doing that please." You huffed, pouty and a little whiney.

"Alright, I gotcha, baby. Roll over for me." Eddie patted your hip softly. "I'll take care of ya."

#vivisblurbgame #oneforthemunny #munnytalks #modern!eddie munson

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

hi i was wondering what sort of treats you like to use for your snakes!! you said thats how you got one of them to do the knock over cup trick so i was curious whats a good motivator

The efficacy and practicality of treats can depend on the species. For example, I don't often give more picky snakes like ball pythons treats, because there's a good chance they'll decide they like some hard-to-get and fatty food more than the usual stuff.

But snakes like kingsnakes? Perfect for giving treats to. You want snakes who are good eaters and who consistently have almost never turned down a meal. You can either give small treats to supplement meals or larger ones to replace meals.

Some good treats across species include:

Quail chicks

Pieces of raw poultry, like chicken or turkey

Quail eggs or pieces of hard-boiled egg (hognoses in particular go wild for hard-boiled eggs)

Reptilinks (I can't comfortably recommend these as a staple food because they're just too new, but they're good treats)

Scented mice or rats (Reptilinks has good scenting juices, even lizard and fish scents can provide good enrichment!). A few scented pinky mice are fun little treats for adult snakes!

And some things to avoid for treats:

Anything that isn't meat

Processed meats, like hot dogs

Seasoned or cooked meats

Eggs that are too big - go smaller than your smake's midsection to be on the safe side

Fish - all snakes can eat fish but not all can digest it well, avoid fish altogether unless you've got, like, a garter snake and it's a main staple

Experiment to see what your snakes like! My kingsnakes all have favorites. Don't be surprised if some are a bit picky with what treats they like! Ed's on the pickier side (by kingsnake standards, he's never refused a meal in his life) but we've found he loves fish-scented mice, rabbit Reptilinks, and turkey.

#not a rating #snake food

[leslovesfatties]

FFA BHM fiction

Finishing the final touches of my lipstick, my friend yells, “the uber’s here!”

We pile in like a can of sardines, already tipsy from pregaming.

“It’s hot girl summer!” My friend excitedly announces as we step out of the Uber.

We clamor about until we make it to our favorite local club. I’ve been itching to dance for a while now. Once inside, I order a beer and we all start to dance when a cute, fat guy steals my attention. Dark brown hair well put together, green button down flannel that might be regrettably hot, a pair of dark blue jeans with vans. He’s sitting off with a small group of people, a few dancing beside him. Part of me desperately wants to capture his attention, but the other part is terribly shy. I wouldn’t know what to do once I made eye contact.

So, I continue grinding on my friends. One member of his group targets my friend to dance with and we make eye contact. Perfect, keep dancing, I tell myself.

I grab another beer and keep stealing glances. He’s so big. Most of his friends stand or dance but he remains seated, belly prominently in his lap.

After a while, I realize I’m going to have to make the first move. Fuck. Another beer it is.

As fate would have it, he appears next to me at the bar to order and his large arm gently bumps into me.

“Sorry.”

“That’s okay.” I pause. “What are you drinking? I got it”

“Oh, no. That’s okay -“

I cut him off. “I know the owner,” and as if on cue, cooper greets me.

“Hey baby, what’ll it be?”

“Hmm, still thinking.” I give the hot fat guy a sly smile. When cooper leaves, the fatty returns it.

“Nice. Whatever you’re drinking is fine. Thank you. You don’t have to do that.” Seeing him up close and in such close proximity to others at the bar, he looks even bigger.

“No worries.” When our drinks come, we clink the glass bottles and cheers.

“So, who do I have to thank?”

“Oh! Leslie.”

“Nice to meet you, Leslie. I’m Alex,” we shake hands.

We strike up conversation and he swears he knows me from somewhere, but I would’ve remembered him.

“Do you want to dance?” I ask.

“Oh, no. I don’t dance. I think there might be a weight limit anyways,” he smirks and I look away, flustered.

“Well, I’m gonna dance for a little. Hopefully you’re still here after,” I hop off the stool and look back at him, hoping he’ll watch me for a little.

As I hoped, he does. My friends and I grind on each other and dance rhythmically to the Spanish songs that come on. Once I’m sure he’s still watching, I pull my friend in and we kiss. When I finish, I’m looking for him for a reaction. He’s locked eye contact and gulps down the rest of his beer.

I use this as an opportunity to excuse myself from the dance floor and ask if he wants another drink.

“That was hot,” he has to lean closer so I can hear him over the music, his breath warm on my neck.

“Was it?” I feign innocence.

“Yeah, and you know it was.” He looks at me for a reaction, but I neither confirm nor deny it.

I order us another beer and he jokingly says, “are you trying to get me drunk?”

“Of course not...why? Is it working?” His adorable smirk appears again.

“So, I don’t get it. All these guys,” he gestures around us. “Why me?”

“Why not you?”

“Well, for starters, I could snap you in half by accident.”

Again, I had to look away, feeling my cheeks burning.

“Oh NOW you’re shy?” He bubbles over with laughter.

“Why so shy all of a sudden?” He tries looking me in the eye but I avoid his stare and shrug.

“I dunno,” I whisper. He leans over closer to me.

“What was that?” His voice low, breath hot on my neck again, arm barely touching mine. I gulp and nervously lick my lips in response.

He shakes his head. “So, so shy,” he looks at me warmly. “It’s so hot in here,” he continues, unbuttoning his flannel to expose a black undershirt. With each button he undoes, I struggle to keep my eyes anywhere but there. He notices.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I answer as confidently as possible.

“Oh, this? I can put it back on,” he offers, indicating towards his flannel he just took off.

“No! No, that’s okay. Why would you?”

“I don’t know. You look uncomfortable.”

“That’s not why.” The liquid courage gets the best of me.

“Then...?” He prompts.

“It’s nice,” is all I manage to say.

He’s trying to understand. “What’s nice?”

I hesitate. “You don’t need that,” I gesture towards his flannel. “You don’t need to cover anything up.”

“Oh,” a look of confusion sweeps over his face.

“It’s nice?” He’s still fixated on what exactly that means.

I nod, shyness creeping through my veins, competing with the alcohol.

He contemplates for a second then skeptically points at his belly.

“...this?”

I nod, refusing to break eye contact to steal another glimpse.

“Really?”

I nod again.

“Huh. And here I thought one of your friends put you up to this,” he shook his head.

“Oh my god, no! Why would you think that?”

“Well you know, someone’s gotta take one for the team. Our friends sure seem to be getting along,” he referred to my friend sucking on his friend’s lips.

“What do you mean, ‘take one for the team’?”

“Well, just that our friends want to go home together, probably. And someone gets stuck alone, or with me.”

“Stuck with?” I say incredulously.

“Well, yeah. No one exactly brags about hooking up with the fat guy at the end of the night.” He states matter of factly and downs another swig of beer.

At this point, I’m angry people have made him feel like a consolation prize. I bite my lip and place my hand on his arm.

“Absolutely not. I was so nervous to talk to you.”

“You nervous to talk to me?!”

I blush, nodding.

“Don’t be.” His warm smile radiates. “So,” he hesitated. “You ever been with a...” he trails off.

“Bigger guy? No.”

He shifts in his seat which is obviously too small and I’m staring again.

“You wanna get out of here then? Or did you want to make out with your friend again for my benefit?” He teased.

“I’d rather make out with someone else,” the liquid courage in me winning over any shyness.

I’m about the same height standing next to his barstool and he gingerly reaches for my waist. His hands feel strong, protective. I lean in and feel his soft chest against me. Instinctively, my hands find his sides and my heart races. I’ve never touched a bigger guy before, let alone been this close. The softness is sinfully pleasurable. He pulls me in and our lips dance together, his hands around my slim waist. I feel his soft belly against me and I feel faint for a moment. This is what I’ve been dreaming of. It feels even better than I could’ve imagined.

Soft, fat, decadent. He whispers, “let’s go,” and I follow him, people having to move out of his way like he’s a giant leading me.

I text my friends and I’m in his car watching his belly jiggle with every bump. He watches me. “You like that?”

“It’s sexy,” I remark honestly. His tight shirt outlining the curves of his belly and moobs.

He reaches over and places my small hand on his belly. We don’t say anything, but I get to feel his fat the entire way to his house, jiggling relentlessly.

Slowly, I start prodding and squeezing his belly. He doesn’t look over at me, but I keep going. He hikes up his shirt so I can slide my hand under. It’s glorious. Unimaginably soft.

When we reach his house he gets the door for me and holds my hand, guiding me to the front door. My heart is pounding. Once inside, he immediately shoves me against the nearest wall with his belly. Involuntarily, I let out a quiet moan. He pulls my hands up over my head and squishes his belly even deeper into me. “Fuck,” I moan, feeling his girth against my small frame.

“You like that?” He whispers, breath already becoming labored. I nod. Our lips are desperate for each other. My tongue glides over his double chin and at this point we’re both breathing heavy.

Suddenly, he picks me up and as we continue making out, he drops me onto the couch. It creaks when he tries to maneuver onto it.

“Fuck, I’m too fat,” he practically pants.

“Good.” I sit up and grab the collar of his shirt, pulling him down so he can sit on it more comfortably. He looks absolutely massive. Belly splayed out over his lap. His body taking up half the couch. Straddling his lap, his belly fits between my legs. I lift his belly and drop it down on top of my lap.

“So fat there’s no room on your lap for me.” I’m mesmerized. The couch creaks in response.

Still facing him, I grab the hem of his shirt and tug at it, desperate to expose his fat belly. He leans his back off to help me and I stare in awe at his perfect body. So much fat. Belly completely covering his lap. Fat rolls that extend around his back. Love handles spilling over the top of his jeans. His body a slave to his gluttony.

Leaning over, I start grinding into his belly...I would say lap, but it’s covered. He kisses my chest as if to encourage me to continue. I can’t stop myself from grabbing everywhere. His squishy upper arms which lack any definition. His moobs, much bigger than my own boobs. His fat rolls indicating just how much of a fat ass he is - so obese that his fat has nowhere else to go but roll over on itself.

Even his thighs are massive. I need to see and feel more of him.

He’s breathless now even though I’m on top. I lift his belly in order to find his jeans so I can finally unbutton them. He takes his belly for me so I can unbuckle the way-too-tight belt. While fumbling with the stupid belt, I kneel down and start kissing and sucking his belly, even biting it a few times. He lets out soft gasps but I’m entranced. “That’s so good,” he moans, eyes closed. We make eye contact and he gently presses my face back into his belly. I swear I’ll orgasm without him even touching me.

That’s when he picks me up and takes me to his bedroom. He practically throws me down and he’s over me on all fours, his belly dangling tempting me, belt still hanging on. His hand finds my neck and squeezes.

“You want me on top?” I nod excitedly.

“But I’m so fat...I’m too heavy,” he teases. “Look at me, I’ll crush you.” With those words I’m grabbing voraciously at him, willing his huge body on top of mine. He smirks.

“God, you want it bad huh? You really think you can force all this weight on top of you?” He’s enjoying the hell out of this.

“Please,” I beg.

“Please what?”

“Please...let me feel your body. I need to feel it. Please.” I continue to beg. I sound needy and helpless but I do need it.

Without breaking eye contact. He grabs my hand and makes me feel his fat belly dangling above me.

“You want this on you? All this fat?” I’m nodding and biting my lip, trying to contain myself.

“I’m so heavy baby,” I can’t tell whether he’s playing up the labored breathing for my benefit, or if he really is that out of shape and can’t hold himself over me this long without struggling.

“Please...” is all I manage to squeak out.

Without warning, he finally releases his weight onto me. I see stars. He comes back up and I take a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” He asks seriously.

I nod, unable to speak yet.

“I’ll be more gentle.” This time, he slowly releases his weight onto me. It’s even more sensual feeling his fat cover me inch by inch. I’m grabbing at his fat back and pressing him further into me, although it’s getting harder and harder to breathe. When he comes back up, he glides his belly over the spans of my small body. I arch my back trying to get even closer to him. He’s sweating and panting from the exertion it took to hold his obese body over me for so long. His arms are shaking.

“God you’re so fat. You can barely hold yourself up,” I tease.

“Yeah, and you love it.” He shoves my face into his belly and I moan. When he releases me, he flops onto his back and the mattress creaks, his belly fat jiggling then settling. He looks so obese with his fat double chin and chubby cheeks. I climb up and straddle him, kissing his round cheeks. It amazes me how every part of him is soft. My tongue explores his double chin and down to his moobs. My hands exploring the huge expanse of his body. No matter how much I prod and squeeze, it’s never enough. I need more. I need to be closer to him. I need handfuls.

“Can i feed you?” I blurt out.

He doesn’t feign surprise. “What? You want to feed me?”

Normally I’d be embarrassed, but instead I nod.

“What do you want to feed me?”

“What do you have?”

He grunts as he sits up, belly spilling further into his lap.

“Let’s look.” He grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen, fat jiggling with each step.

I place my arm around his back as he opens cupboards.

“What about these?” Brownie bites. Perfect.

“Perfect.”

Back in the bedroom, I straddle him once again, but this time with fattening treats.

“I’ve never done this before,” I confess.

“Me either.”

Slowly, I pop one into his mouth. He closes his eyes. “Mmm.”

“Good boy,” I coo.

He places his hand on the side of his enormous belly as I feed him. I begin slowly prodding his fat, pushing empty calories past his willing lips.

“That’s it,” I encourage. He moans in response.

Shoving another into his mouth, I tug on his jeans, letting him know it’s time. He has to help pull them off and quickly does the same with mine, still chewing.

“More,” he knows this is what I want to hear.

I prop myself onto him and continue feeding him.

“So greedy.” He nods, accepting another morsel.

I start grinding my hips into him. The faster I go, the faster I shove food into his mouth. He shakes his head but I don’t care.

“More.” I whisper in his ear and he opens his mouth obediently.

“If you want to cum you’ll eat them all.” I threaten. He groans in response.

“Baby...” he pants, “I’m so full,” he places a hand on his tightening belly.

“Come on. Just a few more,” I hold it up to his mouth and suck on his neck for encouragement. He obliges.

I’m thrusting harder and faster, his belly jiggling mercilessly, a sea of fat. There’s only a few brownies left and I’m edging so he can finish them by the time we both cum. At this point, we’re both moaning messes, begging to finish. I shove the last two into his mouth and simultaneously, we climax.

“Yes, you fatty. Good fatty.” I’m breathing almost as heavy as he is and collapse into him, his fat enveloping me. I suck the chocolate from his fingers and he lets out the softest moan.

“Fuck.” He breathes. I nod, tilting his chin so I can kiss his lips, tasting the chocolate he’d just devoured.

“Good boy,” I coo. “I didn’t think you were going to finish.”

“I HAD to finish...you didn’t give much of a choice.” He rolled on his side and pulled me in, his fat overflowing onto me.

“That’s right,” I stated proudly, slapping his fat belly.

Exhausted, we kissed until we fell asleep, the empty container taunting us for what we’d done.

#ffa #female fat admirer #weight gain encourager #weight gain kink #gaining weight on purpose #intentional weight gain #fat admirer #feedist confessions #feedist fiction

[femnoire]

Hair Care (tw:ed)

I've seen a lot of people worried about hair loss due to restricting. I definitely started to notice more shedding so I wanted to share some of my tips that helped me.

(Keep in mind that I already have naturally thick and long wavy hair, so what works for me might not necessarily work for you!)

1.) Food

PROTEIN. Protein is important for so many things, including keeping your hair healthy. The recommendation is 0.8g per kg of body weight. For me, I try to get at least 50-60 grams of protein per day. I know it can be a little hard sometimes. One of my favorite ways to get in enough protein a day is protein drinks! They can be relatively low cal with 20-40 grams and very filling. My favorite right now is the Fairlife Core Power, which is 26g of protein for 170 calories. Not to mention they taste very good.

Another easy relatively low-calorie way to get in protein is Greek yogurt! If you want a really low-calorie option, I recommend Dannon light and fit Greek yogurt! 80 calories for 12g of protein! They have a vast array of flavors, but here are my personal favorites:

If you can afford a higher-calorie option I would also recommend the Chobani flips. These are about 9-10g of protein for 150-170 calories. Not as much protein for a higher amount of calories, but if you are craving dessert, these work really well and are very satisfying! Once again they also come in a vast array of flavors, but I will show my favorites:

Nutrition. I know it's hard but eating a balanced diet is also the key to keeping your hair as healthy as possible while restricting. Some foods that I include regularly that may help hair growth/hair health are:

Spinach (2 cups are worth ~25 cal)

Eggs (One egg is 70-90 cal)

Salmon (or any fatty fish) I personally like to get the Bumble Bee Smoked Flavored Coho Salmon ( 150 cals, also 19g of protein) It is a little high cal but this is something that I think is worth the cal spending

Avocado. It can be expensive to buy avocados and a lot of times when you open an avocado it can be bad on the inside. What I like to do is buy the WHOLLY Avocado minis. They are just straight avocados in little mini cups. (1 cup is 130 calories) once again a higher calorie food but something that is worth the cal spending. I have a wrap recipe that I use these for if anyone wants me to post it!

Beans. One of my favorite beans to use is Great Northern Beans. I have a recipe using these beans in a delicious and low-calorie soup if anyone wants me to post it!

2.) Vitamins

You may be eating a balanced diet, but if you are restricting then you will not get enough vitamins and micronutrients. This is where I would recommend taking vitamins. I Personally take a multivitamin as well as a Hair, Skin, and Nails vitamin daily. I take the Centrum Adult Multivitamin and the Vitafusion Hair Skin and Nails Vitamin:

3.) Rosemary oil/water.

I like to use rosemary oil on my scalp followed by a five-minute scalp massage/combing with a bamboo brush every three days. I have naturally thicker and coarse hair, so my hair can take rosemary oil, but if you have thinner hair, I have read that rosemary oil can be too much, and you would need to use rosemary water. It's very easy to make, just google it! If you use rosemary oil, do not saturate your scalp with it! You only need a few drops to do the trick. It's also not recommended to put straight rosemary oil on the scalp, instead to dilute it in another carrier oil. This is the brand of rosemary oil I use:

This is the bamboo brush I use, I got it from Amazon:

Bamboo brushes are said to reduce breakage, reduce frizz, and aid in scalp care, aid in circulation, and hair growth. I personally have noticed my hair looking a lot healthier after switching to one.

I think that is about all the tips I have for right now. Remember I am not a doctor, hair specialist, or anything like that. These are simply some things that I do, and I have noticed that they have helped decrease hair fallout.

Remember that the best course of action is recovery, but if it is not an option for you then I understand.

I hope some of this helps and please stay safe!

#tw ana diary #@na motivation #tw ed diet #@n@ tips #@nor3xia #@tw edd #@ana #@na vent #an@recia #@nor3×14 #anarecik #tw ana shit #anorexcya