#$t@rve

[starvwonyy]

˚⊱𖥸⊰˚nature-inspired th!nsp0 ˚⊱𖥸⊰˚

[pinkrexie]

does anyone wanna do 20k steps a day with me! ive been slacking lately steps wise and would love to get back to my prime! pm or leave a note and ill send my stepup link so we can track and compete together! also summer is gonna make getting steps in so much easier!!!! live laugh love hot weather

[emptytofeelpretty]

Food is my addiction, I think about it 24/7 I eat just for the sake of it even when I’m not hungry because of the high it gives me , I can’t even last a day without it. I want… not I NEED to replace the high of eating with the high of starving the feeling of feeling physically light, the feeling of slight dizziness, the feeling of being light on your feet . I want to see my body slowly transform into its best version, I want to see my stomach cave in I want to see my abs take form I wanna see a gap between my thighs I want skinny tones legs. I want that to be my addiction.

Pics form 📌 trest

[tiercel]

Tumblr talking about making its site the same algorithmic slop pile as every other social media bc the users migrating here are too soft brained to curate their own feeds

[alomiya]

So funny when a quick look at Wikipedia disproves t**f's "research". Sometimes even information on her own screenshots was contrary to her own thesis lmao

[notsodailycake]

Ok, after seeing how, usually, any ship name with Swerve ends up turning into like, an actual word

I started to see how i can come up with more ship names with that pattern for some of Swerve’s ships that dont have a name yet

Swerve ship names already existing (that i know of):

"Swagnus" - (Sw)erve x Ultra Mag(nus)

"Slurr" - (S)werve x B(lurr)

"Swift" - (Sw)erve x Dr(ift)

Swerve ship names I've been able to conjure with this pattern:

"Prove" - (Pr)owl x Swer(ve)

"Love" - Ve(lo)city x Swer(ve)

"Sung" - (S)werve x R(ung)

"Rave" - (Ra)chet x Swer(ve)

And an honourable mention made by my bestie, online sis @yayadrawsthingz who has grown obsessed with this ship:

"Shocker" - (Shock)wave x Sw(er)ve (it quite really is a shocker)

[Edit new ships names]:

"Veer" - Swer(ve) x Red Al(er)t

"Sword" - (Sw)erve x Overl(ord)

"Starve" - (Star)scream x Swer(ve); or "Seam" - (S)werve x Starscr(eam)

"Row" - (Ro)dimus (or Hot (Ro)d) x S(w)rve; or "Dive" - Ro(di)mus x Swer(ve)

Feel free to suggest more Swerve ships to add to the list, I've been having fun coming up with these names. Or just share with me if any of yall can come up with the ship names

Or if i missed any of the already existing ones too! I only put the ones i know of

[gr3n0nion]

When I think of my future self,

She’s everything my parents didn’t want,

Everything they’re scared of.

Piercings, dyed hair, tattoos

The person she’s dating smokes weed on the weekends,

She doesn’t want kids.

She’s non binary

Transgender

Gay.

She wants to get married to a girl.

She’s dating a girl.

She’s Christian sure, but not in the way they wanted.

No jewelry, no bright colors.

She marries outside of her race.

She doesn’t learn her native language.

She doesn’t become a doctor or an engineer.

No, she’s a YouTuber a writer, a painter.

She has 5 cats of various degrees of messiness.

She has dogs. 2. One was her girlfriend’s.

One was hers.

She screams and curses and takes medication.

She doesn’t st/rve herself anymore.

She doesn’t c/t herself anymore.

She goes to the doctor when she’s sick

She tells people

She talks to people.

She eats healthy but she eats when she wants to.

Her kids don’t meet their grandparents.

They’re free to be gay or trans or anything.

She doesn’t mind.

She’ll love them no matter what.

She tells people her parents were abusive.

She doesn’t hide it.

She’s not ashamed.

She’s never ashamed.

It’s not a crime for her to be slutty.

It’s not a crime for her to wear short skirts and short shirts.

She can get top surgery when she feels like it.

She can do and be whatever she want and it makes her happy and she is healthy.

Child me thinks she’s beautiful.

I think she’s beautiful.

I think he’s beautiful

He and she and they and them.

[r0tt1ng-p0m3granat3s]

whenever I'm really hungry and it's really p@1ful I trick myself into thinking I'm so full that it 4urt5 so I don't need to 3@t

#@na motivation #⭐ing motivation#@na blog#⭐rving #@n@tips #ana advice #⭐ve#3d diary #4nerex1a #@n@ diet #light as a 🪶#i need to⭐rve #to the bone #skinandbones #sk1n@nd #i wanna be sk1nn1 #4nablr#3dblrr #4nOrexic #@na shit #3d relapse #e4t1ng d1sOrd3r #tw ed not ed sheeren #4n4buddy #e@tingdisorder

[saltyroseshiftz]

Hello!

You can call me Rose if you'd like to. I'm fine with being called sir and mx. ma'am and other variations of it I'm not comfortable with atm but I'm working towards it! Any pronouns are fine, but I prefer he/him and they/them

This is a reality shifting blog! If you're not interested, please block and scroll!

DNI:

▪︎ terfs, bigots, sexists, homophobes, racists, facists, etc.

▪︎ shipping discourse ppl, ped0s, zoos, etc.

▪︎ anti-shifters

▪︎ really anyone that just wants drama. I'm just here to vibe and talk about something I enjoy; if you try to start something, I simply won't engage, but I do hope you get therapy.

List of my IR's!!

IR stands for Intended Reality, basically DR but said differently.

Will be minorly censored to try and avoid showing up in fandom searches. Not censoring names bc I feel like that won't make much of a difference.

If I happen to have a name in any of these realities, they will be listed in orange.

♡ Arc@ne - Viktor

♡ Htt/yd

♡ C@rs (humanized tho dw 😭 also altered some of the story to fit my personality way more bc I cannot. Be rude for the life of me lmao) - Lightning (just a stage name, actual name is undecided)

♡ Undert@|e and some AUs - Papyrus

♡ Detro!t Become Hum@n - Connor

♡ Minecr@ft

♡ P.|.E (Ventur¡@nt@le. This was actually my first DR which I will talk abt a bit) - Ghost

♡ De|t@rune (once the full game comes out bc I have. No idea what to script currently)

♡ Se@ of Th¡eves (this might actually be my waiting room! Salty Rose is the name of my sloop.) - Cas / Caspian

♡ FN@F (idk I just think being a robot is fun)

♡ The St@n|ey Parab|e (again idk why other than it'd be so very silly)

♡ Sher|ock (Have not decided on which version to go to or if I want to just. Make my own interpretation.)

♡ D/C and M@rve| potentially but eeeh. Idk.

♡ Outer Wi|ds (no supernova stuff tho that's horrifying)

♡ RD/R2 - Ollie

This list will most likely change, especially because I have a lot of personal ideas that I have yet to actually write. Also some of these are just concepts so I probably won't talk abt them rip.

When I post about specific realities that aren't this one, I'll have my name in that reality stated in it as well!

Rules!

I'm open to dms and asks! I love talking to people despite being a bit socially anxious and a tad awkward- please just keep in mind that I am autistic and may need tone tags, though they aren't required.

I might post art here for my DRs. If I do, there's potential that I may start taking commisions - I'll make another post if that does happen. In the mean time, if you have an idea for a themed drawing, please send in an ask!

Obviously don't reupload my art on other sites- if you see it anywhere else, please tell me because I only upload here! You may use my art for scripts, banners, pfps, whatever you want as long as you ask beforehand (I'll always say yes, I just like knowing if it's being used :) )

There's not really much else I can think of; I kinda just wanted to state that it's safe to interract with me and my boundaries on any art I choose to post.

My upload schedule will be inconsistent because I'm a BIT silly, but I will be hanging around here quite a bit!

If anything here is difficult to read, please tell me and I will update this post to be more accessible.

I'm bad at making things look aesthetically pleasing so I might change this around and add emojis and symbols?? Idk if it's worth the effort tho 😔

[cupidflora]

My stomach hurts so bad. I HATE FOOD, FUCK THAT SHIT.

#sk1nny #d1et #ana trigger #ed vent #low cal restriction #f@t #@nor3xia #low cal meal #4n4blr #34t1ng d1s0rd3r #@tw edd #ed relapse #th1nspo #⭐️rve

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[cupidflora]

i hope i can get worse

#sk1nny #d1et #ana trigger #ed vent #low cal restriction #f@t #@nor3xia #low cal meal #4n4blr #34t1ng d1s0rd3r #@tw edd #ed relapse #th1nspo #⭐️rve

[siberat]

could i request some ratchet belly rubs? :3

Retirement Present

ratchet x first aid. Cw: stuffing, belly rubs

The best time to enjoy having a day off work was the night before. This way, your evening could be spent doing fun things, like drinking, wild parties, and berth acrobatics.

Well, perhaps if you weren’t the former CMO, that is.

Of course, he was invited out for drinks at Swe/rve’s. While he made an appearance, he reached his limits after only two drinks. No, he wasn’t sloshed. His days of getting overcharged were long gone.

He had a more homey plan for the evening. The tired medic was looking forward to spending the evening in a habsuit being tended to. His admirer promised pampering, and Ratch/et knew what he was getting into.

Well, kind of.

Fir/st Ai/d was a very dedicated doctor… but he was diligent in ensuring his once-superior was properly taking care of himself. The younger medic put 110 percent into everything he did. While this can be overwhelming at times, Ratch/et appreciated the mech’s good intentions.

Once he received the ping that Ai/d was ready, Ratch/et bid his farewells to his buddies, exited the bar, and headed to the other’s habsuit. His mind wandered as to what was to be served, and he licked his lips in anticipation.

Once before the new CMO’s door, Ratch/et knocked, entering only when Ai/d told him so.

“I told you, Rat/ch,” the younger medic chided. “You do not have to knock to enter my space. You are always welcome.”

“I know… just habit.”

“Well, take a seat. Supper will be plated up momentarily.”

Ratch/et did as he was told, parking his frame at the kitchen table. The aroma was tantalizing, thick with the mouthwatering promise of deliciousness. The first breath nearly made him salivate: his belly gave a loud, demanding grumble. Servo’s went to the source, gently rubbing the needy paunch.

“Was that your tummy I heard?” Ai/d giggled, walking out with a large plate of freshly made meatloaf- his signature dish!  Upon setting the plate down, Ratch/et admired the big log slathered in thick red sauce. His tastebuds were in for a party tonight!

“How big a slice you want?” Ai/d asked, serving utensils at the ready.

With a grin on his face, Ratch/et answered while slapping his belly. “Pile it on.”

“Atta boy.” The smaller medic beamed, cutting several thick slices of meatloaf and stacking them on the other plate. Scoops of creamy mashed potatoes and a hearty serving of crystal veggies filled the remaining space. “Here ya go!”

A plate was served for himself, and mugs of energon joined the mix. Once his host picked up his utensils, Ratch/et dug in. And that first bite was divine—the flavors tantalizingly dancing over his taste receptors. The meat was ever so rich and savory, and the sauce had just the right amount of sweetness!

Ratch/et loved Fir/st Ai/d’s cooking. To be honest, he did not have high hopes for the first dinner offered, but the younger doctor was full of surprises. And once it was known how much the former CMO loved them, the other went overboard. Lunches were soon packed, and even breakfasts to be consumed during the workday's first break.

It was no wonder Ratch/et put on weight.

No sooner was the first dish cleared were seconds offered and devoured. And Ai/d couldn’t keep his optics off that belly as it grew taunt. Of course, the chubby mech teased by rubbing his servo over that stuffed belly as if daring the other to jump from his chair and pounce.

Surprisingly enough, the overenthusiastic mech showed restraint.

At least until dessert was served. And how could anyone resist a triple-layered vanilla cake slathered in rich chocolate frosting with geode crumbles littering the top? Despite being so full, Ratch/et couldn’t pace up a slice of cake!

However, Fir/st Ai/d knew the other doctor would need help, and he was eager to provide assistance. So, once the wedge of cake was served, Ai/d walked behind Ratch/et and wrapped his arms around that broad, wide frame.

His servos went to gently knead at the accumulation of fat that swelled over hips. The love handles were always such a delight to play with- so soft and squishy! Ai/d nearly squealed with joy as his servos slid between the deep roll adorning the side- it was so warm and welcoming! But the best was feeling how taunt that tummy grew from the feast.

This was not only a sign of a good meal but a good cook. And Ai/d took pride in being able to pamper the other. How many vorns had he sat back and watched the former CMO take care of everyone else and neglect himself? And yes, Ai/d was aware that doctors tended to do that, but now it was the other’s turn to be doted upon.

What better way to show you care through one’s belly- be it filling it up or rubbing it down?

And Ai/d's hands explored all over that large, now grumbling belly. And any grumbles were chased down and soothed, all while the other worked to finish the giant slice of cake. When Ratch/et began to slow, those servos gave gentle pats, working to best burp that belly.

The now-CMO just loved how embarrassed Ratch/et became upon releasing those belches. His cheeks would redden, and he’d always excuse himself. But this just encouraged more burping. After all, the trapped air was better out than in —it made more room for cake!

But the sound of silverware dropping on an empty plate signaled the completion of the meal- same with the seated medic leaning back with a sigh.

“Have your fill?” Ai/d asked, giving the shoulder a loving pat.

“Stuffed. That meal was my favorite…. And I think I overdone it…” Ratch/et looked at his swollen midsection, ghosting a servo over the now-angry beast.

“Awww, poor baby.” Ai/d coaxed the older medic to scoot his chair out, then spread his chunky legs. Naturally, servos rested on those plush thighs as Ai/d got to his knees. “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. I’ll take care of this achy belly for you.”

And that is just what the newly appointed CMO did. Now that he had the best seat in the house, his hands roamed over the rounded and firm belly crest. The touches were soft and tickling at first, making the older medic stifle some laughs. But soon enough, those palms stretched out flat and slid in circles over that belly.

Every spasm and quake were felt in the medic’s hands. The grinding of gears whined out as such a large meal attempted digestion. Plating bulged and seams widened. It wasn’t long before that strained belly paneling was removed, freeing the swollen protomesh that was stuffed within.

Ratch/et leaned back, relaxing at the touch. The belly rubs were awkward when first offered. No mech had ever offered them before, and he did not see the appeal of rubbing a stuffed belly. But Ai/d assured him the touch of servos on an angry belly was the best remedy.

Of course, Ratch/et claimed Pep-to was, but Ai/d eagerly proved him wrong.

Never again did Ratch/et slap away those prodding hands! He loved feeling the warmth they provided as they explored his growing frame. It was as if he could feel all the care and love emanating from those servos, and nothing relaxed him as well after a hearty meal.

The aching soon died away as those servos worked their magic. His belly was patted, pinched, and caressed all in the name of soothing. Burps were stifled as tired sighs exhaled. These touches could really put a mech to sleep!

Another sensation joined the mix. It was gentle yet wet and followed by a sucking sensation. Glancing down, Ratch/et discovered the younger doctor happily mouthing at his abdomen. Of course, those servo’s still roamed over his belly.

Those lips tickled as they placed soft kisses down the rounded abdomen. That tongue tickled as it traced long, zig-zagging stress marks.  That mouth felt inviting and warm as it sucked the pliable flab at the bottom of the tummy.  And those teeth pinched when biting at said flab.

“AH AH!” Ratch/et chided, wagging a finger, but still wearing a smile on his face. “What did I say about biting?”

Ai/d rolled his optics. “No biting.”

“There’s a good mech.” Ratch/et patted the top of the other doctor’s helm, relaxing back into the chair. However, this was short-lived. A new sensation was felt on his belly, but it wasn’t a bite. It was a long, hard-sucking sensation.

And by the time Ratch/et realized the other was placing a hickey on his chub, there was no stopping it.

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