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breedingprincessjackie · 1 year

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Wrote a story for imagineyourpregnant but also wanted to put it here 💋

Imagine your son never stops growing inside you.

Getting pregnant while already pregnant is unusual. The problem is you’ve been carrying for twenty years now and your unborn son is the father of the new fetus growing inside.

Before all this craziness, you had eagerly anticipated giving birth. You wanted to feel you're pussy stretching open. You wanted to give life and feel heavy and full with a man's seed. Man after man filled you with cum, and you loved it. You couldn't get enough. It was only a matter of time before you were knocked up.

You adored growing huge and heavy with child. You loved it so much. Still, it never ended. Your waters never broke no matter how many men frantically fucked you, wailing for mercy as your enormous pregnant belly shook with each thrust. Your legs couldn't be closed anyhow with your womb expanding up and out; might as well use it.

Your baby stayed safe and warm within your womb. Growing and growing as children tend to do, your skin somehow managed to stretch with it.

You are pregnant, and it doesn't end. It hasn't ended. It shouldn't be possible.

You didn't think it could happen, not now, not to you.

You can't get any more pregnant. You're skin is stretched thin. You can't see over the massive orb of flesh, that had been you're stomach, anymore. You haven't been able to see your feet for a long while. Touching your clit yourself is out of the question although you want it more than anything.

Your son simply continued growing in your womb.

Nothing would ignite your labor and you refused a cesarean. There was no need. Nothing was technically wrong aside from the obvious. He remained and grew with the same vigor as your tits, engorged with milk. They sat heavy on top of your belly and bounced with every strong movement from within your womb.

Your body grew sensitive with pregnancy, and that didn't stop either.

You are mostly womb at this point. It hangs so heavy on your hips you can't walk for long periods. Medically, you shouldn't be able to walk at all. But you do, and you like standing near your apartment window, gigantic belly pressing against the glass, as men who try to break your water pound into your fat pussy.

You like the position and feeling their balls slap the underside of your belly. You love feeling their cum drip out of you.

They all try hard. You love their creampies and hands on your belly as they devour your soaked pussy. Still, after a while the parade of men grows tiring. Not one had come close to sending you into labor.

You have come to enjoy when it was just you and your baby.

You two are alone often, with your current state, and yet it's probably better that way.

Lying on your bed, you grip your belly and frantically rub at any skin you can reach. The mountain of flesh ripples and shakes. A rhythm eventually takes to the harsh movements sending ripples across your skin. You're practically moved along with your belly, it's not helped by the unconscious thrusting of your own hips.

You can't stop, and won't be anytime soon.

You can't help yourself anymore.

You moan, "Oooohhhhh Oooooo OH GOD! He's Cumming. I feel ittttt. Oh God, he's cumming inside meeeee!"

You're relationship with your son was different because of your strange pregnancy.

He grew like any other man and all the hormones that come with it. For 18 years, your baby grew and left your womb an unrecognizeable fertile dome.

Now, he rubs his erect cock against the walls of his mother' womb, seeking pleasure from the friction. It was, after all, the only home he had ever known. It drives you wild. You feel every thrust. You cum drooling with every pulsing spurt of his cock.

It takes a few months before you notice. With age, your baby's growth slowed, but it starts up again. Angry veins make maps across your skin.

You feel more, smaller kicks, against your belly. A Second placenta formed. Your sons seed with nowhere else to go implanted in your already packed womb. There was more than one.

You never expected to like it as much as you did, but ever since you learned you were even more pregnant your pussy was never empty. You drowned yourself in the pleasure of having any man willing to rub his cock against your belly. They fucked you hard and fast on all fours with your legs lifting off the ground. Huge and immobilized all you can do is scream in frenzied pleasure.

"I'm gonna pop! I'm so bigggggg! I'm gonna explode! It's so much. It's too much! It's so tight! I'm so FULLLL". FUCK ME HARDER! FILL ME!"

You feel an erect cock against your navel, from the inside, not out. It sends you into a frenzy of wailing as another man's thick cock pounding in and out sends gushes of your arousal across your thighs.

You're stomach tightens and rumbles. The mountain of a womb contracts brutally. You ignored it for a while. Your need for your pussy to be filled outweighed logic. You are a balloon about to pop and you don't care.

"I'M GONNA BURST! MY BELLYS TOO BIG! IM GONNA CUM IM CUMMING! PLEASE, GIVE ME MORE! MOREEEE!"

One man humps your ass as fast as his hips can thrust. He buries his thick cock deep in your burning hot pussy. Only when his cum spurts out onto your gigantic belly do the men lift your legs open and investigate the tight drum heaving in front of them.

"Uh…uh ah ah Ahhh AHHHHH GOD ITS HAPPENING! I'M GIVING BIRTH, FINALLY, MY BABY IS COMING OUT!"

More men cum and one wiped the seed like lotion onto your womb and takes your long swollen navel between his teeth. He sucks, and you whine for more.

You stretch impossibly wide, but still you drool and moan in ecstacy. You lie in a puddle of you're own fluids, birthing and otherwise, that continues to squirt from you vigorously. Your heavy heaving tits drip milk down your belly in a steady stream. Your child's head shouldn't be able to fit but your skin still stretches until you feel a wet head brushing against the bottom of your ass. It shouldn't be possible to be stretched so wide, and your eyes roll back.

"MY PUSSY IS SO FULL. I'M CUMMING! MY SON IS COMING OUT! I CANT STOP CUMMING! HE'S SO BIG! AH, AH, AH I'M PUSHING! I'M CUMMING!!!"

When be comes out of you, followed by cum dripping out of your gaping wide pussy, you know you'll be even bigger, much less empty, soon enough.

#ready to pop #pregnant kink #hyperpreg #huge pregnant belly #hyperpregnancy

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buns0fst33l · 4 months

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Cod Men Headcanons

Simon “Ghost” Riley

~sfw~ These are completely random and don’t follow any sort of cohesive theme, they’re just a bunch of opinions I have about Ghost.

- Did very well in school science fairs and looked forward to them.

- Takeout Indian food is his comfort meal. I saw someone else headcanon him as really enjoying spicy food, especially if it’s Indian food. I don’t remember who said it but it was their idea and I AGREE so I’m sharing it.

- Was one of those boys who was way smaller than his female peers until high school and hit a HUGE growth spurt one summer. He did not realize how drastic the change was. And he was confused when people didn’t recognize him.

- Helpful son. Tried his best to keep his mom safe and stress free by helping around the house as much as possible. And therefore,

- Very respectful of women. Would subtly try to put a woman at ease if he noticed she was scared or uncomfortable. Given his upbringing and what he went through when he was tortured, I feel like he has a profoundly better understanding of the mistreatment of women in general, as compared to most men.

(I imagine this plays a part when he and Soap are questioning Milena. He didn’t step in and intimidate her until he had to, even though it would have been easier to start with.)

- Demisexual. I don’t think I need to explain this one.

- Thinks he’s a dog person because he doesn’t know anything about cats and hasn’t been around them much. Is actually a cat person who also loves dogs and just doesn’t know it.

- Laughs exclusively at the dumbest shit ever but it’s CUTE. laughed at a weevil the first time he saw one because it looks just like its name. One time Riley got too excited when Ghost gave him a bit of table scrap chicken; tried to swallow it whole, gagged dramatically and cough-launched it across the room. Soap has been trying to get that kind of laugh out of Ghost ever since. Not even close.

- Secretly likes American football. I don’t know why I feel like he’d be ashamed to admit this but I do.

- I’m very torn on what kind of vehicle he would drive. I want to say he would have like, an old black 2008 pathfinder as his everyday normal car. But he’s cocky and I feel like he’d also have a very well kept NICE car as more of a toy. Something like a souped up black Audi. Either vintage (maybe a Quattro?) and in mint condition or brand new and shiny. Note: I do not know jack SHIT about cars I am using so much Google

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #cod headcanons #cod mw2 #ghost headcanons #simon riley headcanons #headcanons #sfw #codmenheadcanons

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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Please tell me more about your human welcome home au 👀

!! gladly!!

i don't remember what i said in the first - and like... only lmao - post about it so if i restate some things! fuckign oopsie! (a lot of this is just Barnaby &/or Wally asbdjasj im sorry) also this got! so fucking long!

~ (im gonna talk about their middle/highschool years a lot so keep in mind the time frame is late 90s / early 2000s. they graduate high in either 2006/2007. so. yk. obvious warning for homophobia, transphobia, etc)

fun lil thing no.1)

so Barnaby & Wally briefly meet for the first time in the summer before 7th grade. the town Barnaby grows up & goes to school in isn't tiny, but it's not huge either. - i don't have a very good frame of reference for how many students are typically in a school, bc in both my middle/high there was at least nearly 2k of us. - so we'll just say it's smaller than that - a respectable, normal size, however many students that is. but Barnaby's school rarely, if ever, got any new kids.

so Wally randomly appeared on the edge of the Beagle farm one day, staring directly at Barnaby from across the fields. before Barnaby could go say hi, Wally vanished - but! on the first day of 7th grade, they wound up sharing a class. ofc within the day Wally was known as not only the new kid, but a weird kid at that. for the first week he sat next to a kid who had zeroed in on that and was an ass about it. Barnaby - already having an established rep as class clown & also widely well-liked by his peers - would try to stand up for Wally (from across the room) whenever that kid was being a dick to Walls in front of the class

by the end of that first week, seating arrangements were shifted, and Barnaby was seated next to Wally for the first semester instead. ofc the moment Barnaby sat down, he tried to strike up conversation and cracked a killer joke. and Wally, as we all know, doesn't laugh. he doesn't even blink! it rattles Barnaby to his core - not everyone laughs at his jokes, but there's always some kind of reaction!

class begins before Barnaby can be like "hey that. that was a joke. you're supposed to laugh". the whole hour all he can think about is the strange new kid next to him Who Didn't React To Barnaby's Joke. when the bell rings, Barnaby lingers as Wally (very slowly) packs up to go to his next class and walks him there. on the way he explains the joke, and Wally does the whole "oh. ha ha." thing. this all makes Barnaby very late to his next class (he's usually very punctual and never late - he doesn't want to disappoint his mama!) but for once he does not care.

Barnaby has been struck with this soul-deep need to get a genuine reaction out of Wally. he needs to make that guy actually laugh. it's all he can think about. he seeks Wally out for lunch, tries to find him after school (can't), looks for him in the halls. and to be clear! this is all very platonic! well, ok, these two kinda muddle the line BUT they have no romantic interest in each other. Barnaby just... really wants to be the new kid's friend. he wants to make him laugh. it's a friendship crush! platonic yearning! an inescapable desire to please & be accepted! he wants Wally's approval so so badly!

basically, Barnaby says "you're the weirdest person i've ever met (affectionate, intrigued, entranced)" and Wally replies "thank you (proud)"

fun lil thing no.2)

in my mind, Barnaby was a small kid. he was one of those kids who seemed like they were either gonna stay short, or just barely reach average height. he got his main growth spurt when he was like.... 16. it was very sudden. he lived the classic trope of "teen gets way taller over the summer and startles everyone on the first day of school". im talkin he goes from around 5'7 to 6'3. shoots right up like bamboo! and he's still not full height yet! mf is gonna cap out at 6'6!

on the flip side, Howdy was always just. so tall. he was that kid who towered over his peers from the start! ofc he got teased relentlessly for it (along with the transatlantic accent he started talking w/ at a young age and refuses to stop - among other eccentricities), but yk. he already got constant comments from his huge family about it, so he grew a thick skin pretty early on.

Poppy, on the other hand - the last of the three giants - had it worse than both of them! she wasn't outright taller than Howdy, and didn't have a sudden growth spurt like Barnaby, but steadily grew over the years until she was the tallest teen in town. this hit her hard bc not only did it draw unwanted attention to her & make her a target, but it made her dysphoria way worse (Poppy doesn't realize she's trans until highschool, and then doesnt medically transition until her early 20s)

but! once she started getting super tall, Howdy essentially glued himself to her a la "we tall guys gotta stick together!" a classic 'extrovert adopts introvert' thing. Poppy had no say in the matter.

fun lil thing no.3)

everyone's family sucks - except for Barnaby's, Howdy's, and Eddie's. well, mostly Eddie's. in my head they meant well but just... didn't really see the harm they were doing to him. he never spoke up, and they never saw him deeper than surface level.

but Frank's family? horrible. eugh. he was the school's "out gay kid" - not of his own choice! his peers picked up on it because it was very obvious. then the teachers heard, and let his parents know because of course they did, etc etc. Frank's home life was already shitty, and then getting outed (without any real proof or confirmation) made it a hundred times worse. he was a pretty depressed teen (emo Frank lets go) with mild anger issues & a habit for picking fights. but anyway on his eighteenth birthday he packed up his essentials into a backpack, escaped out the back, and never returned.

and Julie's siblings were alright, but their parents and grandparents were all very ~traditional~. it wasn't as rough as Frank's - it was more of a neglectful, passive-aggressive "you're all disappointments' household. ex: Jonesy was known as the local pothead & dealer, and his parents essentially pretend he's not part of the family despite him living in their basement. Bea had a bad (untrue) reputation, Franny was the goth weirdo who people blamed for their problems, etc. and then Julie was always different from "normal girls", and so her parents chalked her up as a mistake as well. but hey! at least the sibs were in it together! and the parents didn't care if Frank stayed over!

Poppy's family was great up until her parents caught her trying on a skirt Sally had made for her. it was a horrible, terrible downhill slide from there. they forced her to join the basketball team, made her keep her door open at all times, etc. for a while she couldn't even see her friends, though eventually they started sneaking in through her window & passing her notes in class. messaging in a 'secret' chatroom yk how it is. Poppy never directly stood up to her parents (very understandable & valid) but she rebelled in small ways. lying about having an after-school thing so that she could be with her friends, convincing her parents to let her go to a study group when in reality she'd be having a girls' night with Sally & Julie & Julie's sisters @ the Beagle farm.

Sally's family was similar to Julie's in that they were more lukewarm towards her than outright abusive. they thought she was too loud, too flamboyant, too expensive, too obvious, pretty much too everything. they wanted her to be normal - Sally wanted to stand on the roof and wax (loud) poetic about damsels. she wasn't outright bullied for being gay like Frank was, but it was certainly a common rumor that she was a lesbian. as a result, most of the girls at school wanted nothing to do with her, and the guys loved to provide commentary on the subject. her parents tried their best to ignore that truth and acted like she was totally straight. sure. still, Sally always refused to compromise on who she was, and treated it all like a mild annoyance. totally didn't hurt her at all. yep. (sarcasm)

there isn't anything known about Wally's family. not even Barnaby knows about them. the group tossed theories around (amongst themselves) over the years - was he an orphan? foster kid? was his family / home life so horrific that he doesn't want anyone to know? all they know is that he became an emancipated minor as young as legally possible and started living in Home, his (admittedly very spacious & high quality) RV. and they didn't even know about that until their junior year except for Frank

on the other side of the coin!

Ms. Beagle was the friend group's favorite adult growing up. the Beagle Farm was a common refuge & hangout spot for them, and Ms. Beagle let all of Barnaby's strange & delightful little friends know that there's always a guest room open for them, should they ever need it. and as a respected member of the community (and provider for the best chicken eggs in town), anyone who tried to speak up against the kids was Immediately shut the fuck down. Ms. Beagle took no shit. if people were talking ill about that "group of depraved teenage fuckups" and Ms. Beagle turned the corner, all conversation would cease until she was well out of earshot. she likes to say that she has 6 kids, all of whom she loves dearly and is very proud of <3

Howdy's family is too damn big to care. not in a neglectful way, just in a "oh, you're friends with... who was it again? Franz? invite him over to dinner someti- STOP PUNCHING YOUR BROTHER-" there's too much chaos, too many things to keep track of to care if Howdy's friends are gay, or trans, or absolutely fucking bizarre. they'll blend right in! Howdy could bring them over for dinner without telling his family and none of them would blink twice! Howdy mentioned that his friends have bad home lives Once and his parents immediately insisted that he bring them over for next week's thanksgiving so that they don't have to deal with that during what should be a holiday. thus began the All Six Of Us + Ms. Beagle + Franny/Bea/Jonesy Attend The Pillar Family Thanksgiving. its incredibly chaotic every time. there's so many fucking people. they're too busy fighting for survival (bread rolls) to bother with manners or awkwardness. every time they leave feeling like they fought a war. none of the friend group has missed a single year.

fun thing no.idontremember!

Wally & Barnaby have had three fights. each are catastrophic and threatened to tear the friend group apart. because those two are closer than anyone - they are each others person. they would both rather chug rat poison than willingly hurt each other. and while Barnaby - a pretty easygoing guy - can get riled up, Wally... really can't. he's never angry. even things that Should make him angry only make him confused or sad. he's too kind, too earnest, a bit of a pushover. he'll just take it with a smile.

so when Wally stands his ground, they all know shit is going tf down. code red, everyone brace. and if he stands his ground against Barnaby? pack a fucking go-bag and ditch town until the storm blows over.

the first time was when Barnaby found out that Wally lives in a damn RV. Wally got weirdly defensive about it, Barnaby was upset that Wally never even told him but somehow Frank knew (he had a bad night & couldn't go home, Julie was unavailable, and Wally found him and took him to the RV for the night) & that Wally is living alone in an RV at all, etc etc - it was a huge fight. & it just kept getting worse. when Barnaby tried to get Wally to move to the farm - that was the first time he's ever heard Wally snap at anyone, let alone him. and since the friend group is fully established at this point, and they're all hopelessly entangled in each others' lives, it affects all of them. sides have to be chosen - there is no neutral party on this. Wally ended up vanishing for a week without a word, and his RV vanished from where it had been parked thus far. the group was in shambles. when Wally turned back up, he actively avoided them all. it took Barnaby tracking down the rv and not leaving until Wally talked to him to have a conversation and fix things. but hey! the disaster actually helped them get even closer!

the second fight was when Barnaby had to go back to the Beagle Farm for their second year of community (Ms. Beagle had a minor accident and needed his help running the farm). Wally wanted to drop out too & go with him, and it turned into a big deal of Barnaby trying to get him to stay while Wally gets unusually pushy & upset about it. the fight wasn't nearly as bad as the RV one, and was more just sad/distressing, but it was still a fight. they parted on less than stellar terms, which they both felt horrible about. Wally has to go through the last year of community alone - he hasn't been alone in many years at this point, and since they met he's never been without Barnaby.

the third fight comes many years later, and this one is the worst. the friend group has all graduated university(those that attended), they're living in the same town, Barnaby & Wally (technically) share a house, Eddie is part of the group now. once again, its over everyone's favorite RV, Home. Home is very old at this point - Wally has had it for around 15 years, and he didn't get it new, and it's been through a lot. Wally is still half living in it, even though it's starting to fall apart. Barnaby brings up the notion that maybe it's time to send the old thing off to a dump, or find a way to put it in storage. they can't keep up the upkeep. it's time to say goodbye to it. Wally flips his fucking lid - or his version of it, anyway. because, uh. no. absolutely fucking not. it's already a very touchy subject, and emotions rise fast. Wally initially shuts down the conversation immediately. over the next week or so, few weeks maybe, tension between Barnaby & Wally simmers. the entire friend group is holding their breath. Barnaby wants the RV gone, as sad as he is about it. Wally won't allow it. of course they reach a breaking point - Barnaby pulls the "i own the property its parked on" card, Wally threatens to leave. of course that scares Barnaby, but that fear mixes with the anger and he fully yells at Wally for the first time. and then Wally shoves him. or tries to - it does nothing physically, but emotionally? it immediately drains all anger from the situation. Wally has never purposefully raised a hand against anyone ever, for any reason. and yet he tried to shove Barnaby. Wally immediately turns tail and runs - he locks himself in the RV, and Barnaby goes to Howdy's.

at Howdy's, Wally calls Barnaby. at first Barnaby jumps at the chance to apologize and try to work something out, but then he recognizes the background noise - Wally is driving Home somewhere. that RV is absolutely not fucking safe to drive anymore. the conversation immediately derails and goes from 0 to 100 within a second. Howdy is off to the side nervously sipping at his beer as Barnaby argues w/ Wally. the phone call abruptly cuts off, Barnaby says "the little bastard hung up on me" and starts Ranting. he says things he doesn't mean, obviously, and Howdy is trying to get him to chill tf out. he's just too angry/scared/hurt/worried yk?

but don't worry Barnaby! Wally didn't hang up on you! yeah so a while later (a little over an hour i think), Barnaby gets a call! it's from the town hospital! yeah so he's Wally's emergency contact, and apparently Wally "hanging up on him" was actually Wally getting into a horrendous accident. it wasn't his fault! there was a drunk driver! but it's... bad. the drunk driver had died in the crash, and since it was night and no one was around, help was a long time coming for Wally. its a miracle that someone found him & called an ambulance in time! so Barnaby realizes that the whole time he was talking shit & being angry, his best friend was slowly dying in a ditch somewhere, alone and in pain. and that's a whole thing!

time for some fun "facts"!

the first time Eddie went over to Frank's place, he immediately fainted when Frank turned the lights on & Eddie saw that he was surrounded by pet tanks filled with Very Large Bugs. then he fainted again when Frank removed the tarantula from its tank to clean said tank.

Wally & Barnaby's cat is named Welcome! she's usually small & pitch black with a permanently bristled tail! she's actually Barnaby's - he found her in a park as a kitten, and her unnerving stare reminded him of Wally so he took her home. Wally would like a dog! Barnaby would not! the cat is their only pet and will remain their only pet, no compromise. Wally retaliated by gluing googly eyes & dog ears onto a rock he found, then painting it. its name is Barnaby. Barnaby has beef w/ it a la Elmo & Rocco when Wally isn't looking

one time, during a group trip to the annual Pillar Family Thanksgiving, the gang stopped at a cabin-themed diner. Sally gasped at stopped Barnaby at the door "We must leave - you can't eat here". when everyone asked why, she pointed at a decorative sign on the wall: Don't Feed The Bears. it instantly became a smash hit inside joke that sometimes backfires (like that one time they go camping and Barnaby acts like he can't open the bear-proof dumpsters & locks & coolers). Howdy once got a "dont feed the bears" sign to put up in the store's diner section as a joke, but as soon as Barnaby saw it he left and refused to come back until Howdy took it down. he'd stand outside the store window and gaze at Howdy from afar w/ the biggest, saddest puppy eyes. it was incredibly effective

speaking of Howdy's store! they all built it together! Howdy managed to get his hands on an abandoned shell of an old building, and they all refurbished/renovated it! they all had the collective skills to get it done. Wally helped draw up blueprints & directed the color-scheme / painting portion, Sally and Barnaby used their carpentry skills, etc.

when Eddie "reconnects" with everyone, he feels like he's going insane. 'cause he keeps running into people who are familiar enough that it bothers him, but he just can't place where they're from (most if not all of them look very different from the last time he saw them in highschool). it drives him nuts! and then he meets Wally and Wally's like "oh! Eddie! it's you!" and Eddie's all "uh... how did you know myna- OH MY GOD IT'S YOU". he has a small crisis because he's over that time in his life, he's in a much better place, he's grown as a person. then he realizes that it's not just Wally but the entire fucking friend group he agonized over wanting to befriend for years and years. the group that (unintentionally) made him feel completely alone and like he was living a lie. and he keeps. running. into them. so Eddie, who just moved to this town, starts looking at mail carrier opportunities elsewhere bc he is Not doing this again - only for Julie to show up and drag him to a friend group function. because they all got together and went "oh, you caught up w/ Eddie too?? so we're in agreement? great! he's ours now! Julie, go get him". and then they accidentally break Eddie's wrist in a zealous game of soccer-baseball-corntoss & from then on won't leave him alone <3

Wally keeps his hair consistently dyed a rich royal blue - even his eyebrows! he continuously touches it up so his roots are never showing! Barnaby keeps his hair dyed blue in solidarity, but to a lesser extent - his roots show, and he doesn't dye his eyebrows or his sideburns/beard

on that vein, Wally has a very extensive hair-care routine he does every morning. he straightens his natural curls out, manipulates his hair into that absurd swirl, and hairsprays it to death. & gels down everything else. shit's Airtight. then at night he has an equally elaborate routine of washing the hairspray/gel out, treating his hair with high quality shampoos/conditioner/oils, and blowdrying it with impeccable technique to keep it Healthy

continuing on that vein - one time Barnaby was makin' breakfast when he heard a crash from upstairs. he sprinted to go see if Wally was alright, but Wally had locked the bathroom door and refused to open up. after Barnaby convinced him to, the door opened to reveal a very miserable Wally still in his towel. his hair was green. "the bottle said dye-safe', he said. the bottle lied. he wore hats for a while.

ok im gonna stop here! this is an absurd amount! i got carried away!

#this au is.... fun #its uh? speculative in a way?#im holding the neighbors in a tightly clenched fist and asking #'how can i keep you all as accurate as possible in this wildly different setting with completely different life experiences'#'how can i apply human life to you all and still keep you in character w/ lives Believable to your character'#its fun. its interesting. in a way its an exploration & dissection of their characters #rambles from the bog #wh modern human au #i.. enjoy it #its interesting to imagine and think about an consider!#how can i keep them the same and how can i Not while staying faithful!#i hope im succeeding!#sorry for the absurdly long post!!!!#this is over 3k words of wordspill!#actually no im not sorry! i hope you enjoy(ed)!

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fang-toothed · 10 months

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You know one thing I’m really fucking tired of? I’m tired of modals and celebs claiming to be “healthy” and “naturally skinny” when they are so fucking obviously underweight. It makes girls and boys alike think an underweight female body is the norm and is healthy, holds up beauty standards, and convinces girls that they too can reach that BMI by eating “healthy” and some other bullshit and if they can’t, then they’re the problem.

I have (and still am, to some degree) struggled with an eating disorder since my junior year of high school, where I got to the point of being anorexic. Thankfully, I at least started to become unable to restrict that heavily, though I still had a toxic mindset and some bulimic tendencies. I’ve been doing pretty well in the last 8 months or so, but unfortunately, I’m dealing with what seems to be chronic GI issues (still trying to get a diagnosis to figure out what’s going on) and have involuntarily lost a little over 8% of my body weight in the last 6 months. That really doesn’t sound like much, but when you’re already at a fairly low, but still healthy BMI, that can push you into being slightly underweight, as I have unwillingly experienced.

I don’t have pictures of my anorexic days, and I was having depression treatment that wiped out a lot of my memory at the time, so I didn’t have a great grasp of what my body would look like when I crossed the border from healthy to underweight. And I was mindblown from how “normal” my body seemed to be when I knew definitively that I was underweight.

It’s true you can’t get an exact measure of someone’s weight from a picture, but as someone who’s currently slightly underweight, I can at least tell now when someone’s either underweight or healthy weight. And not to target her in particular, but Ariana Grande is DEFINITELY underweight by a good margin. I doubt she’s even in the yellow zone of underweight at 17.5 to 18.4 BMI, where she’d at least be out of the danger zone. She has her collar bones and ribcage jutting out, a head that looks huge on her tiny body, and sticks for arms and legs. It is impossible to be healthy with that little weight and body fat. Here’s a recent picture of her below:

I have to admit, it was Grande’s recent “oh I’m just eating healthy and vegan and you can’t know if I’m healthy or not” video blog that sparked this post. But she’s far from the only celeb to post this bullshit. And I’m just fucking exhausted of it all. Being significantly underweight is NEVER healthy, with the possible exemption of being a specific type of athlete and/or just hitting a growth spurt. But if you’re 99.9 percent of adults, you do not fall in either category.

I just want this toxic standard of women’s weight to be preferably underweight while pretending it’s totally fine and good to end.

#radfems do interact #gender critical #radblr #radical feminists do touch #radical feminist #ramblings #beauty standards

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Hey I am in dire need for some help!

I'm a 6'4 handsome jock, big beefy muscles, a deep baritone voice and got every guy on the team begging to suck my 8.5-incher.

I know this al sounds amazing and fuck yeah it is.. but the last few days I felt weak, not like I was sick or anything, but like my strength started leaving me. I heard a lot about your wishes where people drain their bullies or the jocks of their school. I'm an upstanding person, I have helped go up against bullying even from my teammates, I've helped my younger brother in the gym when he didn't know what he needed to do, even coach thinks I have everything he needs to become state champion this year.

So please save me from loosing all my hard worked size, I don't even know who is doing this to me.

Oh no you're losing muscle?!?!?! well we can't have that. The truth is mate I know exactly what is going on and who is doing it to you. A new student at the college gym always wanted to work out but his parent's never let him, worried it might stunt his growth. He desperately wanted to catch up and asked if I could put everyone in the gym's gains on him for the next week. Nobody noticed but you've got a keen eye and seem to notice what's going on so I tell you what I'll stop this guys wish, tell him to wish for something new and as a reward for being so perceptive I'll make you the new focus of the wish. Get you your gains back from the past few days and give you the gains of everyone who goes to the gym for the next week.

Day 1 was dope as fuck, your muscle felt pumped again, you were no longer tired after lifting and you felt incredibly solid after a workout. You were happy to be yourself again, working towards you goals. As much as you had prided yourself on hard work and being natural you were low key excited for a little magical boost, just a couple pounds of muscle from magic surely would still make you natural, after all the gains being sent your way are still gains worked for, just not gains worked for by you.

Day 2 was even better, whole fuck you were pumped all the time, you probably didn't even need to go to the gym but you wanted to, you loved the gym and didn't want to take the week off because you were getting free gains. After all it was like working double time getting swole, you were excited for the state championships in a few months and to go home and see your brother and show off your gains. The Christmas dinner keeps running in your head of him asking you how you got massive and you just saying diet and exercise. the thought of entering a bodybuilding comp crossed your mind, you were getting huge and its not like you could test positive for roids, and you'd never be tempted by them either.

Day 3 was different, you woke up at 12:01am on the dot and felt an insane pump, it wasn't slow and every lasting like how day 2 was this was fast, like a flood of blood throughout your whole body, like you were being pumped up like a balloon,

You struggled on your bed feeling more and more mass being added to your frame. The growth finally subsided and you passed out.

You struggled driving your car to the campas gym, the seat was uncomfortable and your thighs and swollen up so big you gym shorts felt like they were cutting off the circulation to your legs, maybe you should take the rest of the week off....or maybe ask for the growth to stop now....

Day 4 was a struggle, you had another growth surge in the middle of the night and it really set in just how much mass hundreds of people using the 24 hour gym daily can make. You would be fine to be like this, it'd be awesome and absolute easy win at state championships followed by sponsorships, you could drop out and be paid by supplement companies to simply pose with their products, but you couldn't get bigger than this, anymore size and you wouldn't even be able to get in your car anymore, no, you had to text the genie and ask for it to end early.

Day 5 was hell, you had a growth spurt in the middle of the gym changing room, bringing a whole new meaning to the words "Changing Room" not a single person in there noticed, like the magic was just making everyone thing you were always this big. Your coach had commented on how genetically gifted you were, apparently you had been made to do a random roid test several times and always come back clean, something you had no memory of. Going through old social media posts you saw you were much bigger in high school then you actually were, like the past was changing to accommodate for all this new found size.

Still after today you knew you didn't want anymore, even your best friend stood next to you as your posed your hulking frame in the mirror.

"bro, there is such a thing as too large, slim down for a few months or you'll be off the team for being too slow"

He was right, the new size was impacting your ability to play, one strong and fast you were now just strong, a brick wall no one could get by sure but what was the point it you couldn't chase a guy down or move your arms properly to catch the ball.

Day 6 was spent messaging the genie all day different combinations of "I wish to be smaller" or "please stop the growth now" any phrase you could think of to try to get the genie's attention to stop the growth. What your young mind thought would be cool t first turned into your biggest nightmare, you had outgrown your car and you couldn't even sell it for a new one as last time you got out of it you completely caved in the drivers side by simply shutting the door. You spent an hour walking to the gym, the only thing to clear your mind was lifting weights. During a rest your daily does of growth kicked in, your pecs and traps were swelling so close to your neck you could barely turn your head anymore.

Day 7, the final day of growth. You had become a fucking monster. Lost your place on the team from barely being able to move. You were staving all the time and spent most of your day now shovelling food down your throat as simply waling down the dorm room stairs caused you to burn a whole day's work of calories for any normal guy. You were anxiously awaiting today's growth and spent the whole day locked in your room. Everything around you was destroyed, unable to handle all the strength you had busted most things you touched and your furniture had all collapsed. Cheap college budget furniture could barely hold your weight how you were before all this but now it was just scrap wood and metal on the floor, you couldn't even bend down to pick it up. The whole day passed you buy and you saw the time 11:30pm...any moment now your final growth would happen and then you could figure out how to reverse it, or live with it. You tried to think positively, how awesome it would be to be an absolute monster, how much action you'd get. A deluded lie you told yourself, the truth was after what you did to your care you were terrified to go on a date or out for a hook up, every time you thought about it you could only think about accidently breaking the guys spine, but you'll finally get to figure all this out in just a few minutes, after tonight no more growth, just learning to live with the size. A message appear on your phone, from the genie, maybe he had finally seen your messages, maybe he'll shrink you back to how you were a few days ago, maybe you'd get punished for turning away the gift and turned into a twink....but being a twink would be better than this.

"hey bro, hope you are enjoying all the mass from the guys in the gym, today is gonna be a bit different. I explained what was going on to the original wish maker and he felt shitty and made a new wish, he wanted the nicest guy in the gym to triple in size and well I have decided you're nicest guy! you've been great carrying your team and just being a nice guy in the gym so I dunno how big you are now mate but I hope you always dreamed to be massive. If you've gotten too big from this tell me now and Ill stop the wish but after 11:59pm thats it, it goes through and nothing I can do about it"

You laughed loudly, this was your chance, to get the body from a few days ago, be a massive goliath but not be too big. Thank god. 11:45, still heaps of time. You excitedly went to message back but your phone slipped out you massive hands. Instinctively you went to catch it before it landed on the floor *CRUNCH...you opened your hand to see bits of crushed aluminium and glass slip out your fingers and on to the floor. You stopped, in shock you simply got off your bed and walked to the bathroom mirror. No one had gotten shell shock from breaking their phone before but you just stood in your bathroom, barely big enough for you to fit in and stared at yourself in the mirror. You thought you had become a monster, no, you were a freak, a massive freak of nature but in just a few more minutes, then, then you'd truly become a monster and there was no way for you to stop it now.

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#male transformation #muscle transformation #muscle #male tf #reality change #tf story #muscle morph

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(Disclaimer: This post shall in NO WAY sexualize a minor!!! It is simply a representation and explanation of one of my traumas and therefore my resulting kinks!)

I remember when I first came out to friends and my parents as trans when I was 12. I had very small-no breasts. SO much "damage" could have been prevented....

But I was not allowed to take blockers or do anything about it before I haven't turned 18.

I remember how absolutely traumatizing it has been to be so powerless and helpless as puberty hit me and when my body changed right before my eyes. My hips getting wider, getting my period, my breast getting huge. I have always been very thin and petite build, so my breast seemed extra big compared to the rest of my body even when they had a normal size. And there was no way to stop it. It didn't help that the boys at my school had a habit to grope girls every now and then to "check" if their breast have gotten bigger yet. I know it's sooo fucked up but I swear this really happened at my school and the teachers did nothing about it because "boys will be boys". The got lectured about how they shouldn't that but did it anyway...

I have been a victim several times to this and have been groped against my will by sometimes several guys in a row behind the school building as they were laughing about it, thinking it was nothing but funny. But to me it was more than humiliating since I was trans and my breasts made me highly dysphoric. It was sexual harrassment and bullying right before everyone's eyes and nobody stopped it, no teacher, no one.

It felt soooo horrible to have such obvious boobs. I was binding my breasts everyday by the age of 15, basically living as a tomboy but not officially outed as trans. One time one of the boys actually did pull my shirt up and another one holding me and pulling my binder up in front of 4 other boys, they all laughing about me and calling my boobs udders and jokingly gasping saying how huge they already are.

I was dying out of shame and it made my boobs my absolute biggest insecurity ever. I felt SO exposed wherever I went, I felt like everyone is staring at my chest..

When I was 17 and an end to it all seemed "nearer", I was not far away from turning 18 and being allowed to start t and have a double mastectomy; my boobs had to extra humiliate me one last time, as if they did it on purpose!!

They had a major growth spurt and within just a few months I outgrew my binder and had a D Cup. Which looked gigantic on my small, thin body. I will never forget how dysphoric they made me feel and the helplessness as they appeared bigger each week. I know it probably wasn't as bad but I basically FELT like a cow with huge milk tits in my body.

I was the happiest person alive when I finally turned 18 and when I finally got my mastectomy!!!

For years I had a major trauma by these experiences as you can imagine.

But eventually this turned into a hardcore kink, maybe it fucked me up mentally so much that this was the only way left to cope with it.

Nowadays I masturbate sooo often to these memories! And to thoughts of still having my huge, jiggling tits, people staring at me, at them, either laughing, looking disgusted, making fun or simply being confused about what I am (man or woman). Just being totally and helplessly exposed. I even bought big, realistic silicone tits with nipples on them, and a skin glue and pleasure myself for hours to groping them as I wear them and make them jiggle on me. Sometimes I contemplate ....wearing them and a thin tshirt where the nips are visible through it, walking around somewhere outside as they noticably and obviously bounce around, making sure some random people actually see me looking like an obvious transman who didn't have chest surgery yet, nor wears a bra... And then masturbate violently to their reactions and face expressions....

What gets me off so hard as well is the fact how much my bullies fucked me up and wondering what they'd say if they could see to what I masturbate to now and all the kinks I got from what they have done to me... 🥵

#detransition kink #fakeboy #ftm detrans kink #ftm girl #detrans kink #ftm kink #ftm misgendering #ftmtf #ftmtf kink #humiliating kink #misgender me

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no-1-rosalind-lang-apologist · 8 months

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FLF Character Heights???

Obviously this would be affected by various historical factors so I don't have a really great guess on how tall any of the characters actually are. However.

I think Orion is probably the tallest. Because he's explicitly described as being tall the most and also the human experimentation thing.

Oliver is maybe a little bit shorter than him I think? They canonically look very similar, but I think Orion is probably just a little bit taller.

Silas and Celia are both probably around the same height? Because we know that Celia is a couple inches taller than Rosalind but shorter than Oliver, and I don't think Phoebe and Silas have a very big height gap.

Since Oliver and Orion are both pretty tall, I would assume Phoebe is as well? And I think she's shorter than Silas but not by very much?

Alisa is tiny enough that she can hide in the walls, but it also mentions somewhere that she started getting taller which made it more difficult to hide in a lot of the places she used to. So I think she either had a huge growth spurt at some point and is around the same height as Silas and Celia or is still really tiny.

If Alisa isn't the shortest, I think Rosalind is. I'm pretty sure it mentions her being a full head shorter than Orion in FLF somewhere.

#i wish i asked chloe about this when i met her because oops #might try to do research into height data in china in the 1930s because i'm curious now #and i love to procrastinate #maybe it's just the art but silas is a beanpole man in my mind #chloe gong #secret shanghai #foul lady fortune #foul heart huntsman #flf #fhh #orion hong #oliver hong #silas wu #celia lang #phoebe hong #alisa montagova #rosalind lang

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h0n3yk1tt3n · 1 year

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Blame @sea-jello for this but

Squip Squad birthday headcanons (from oldest to youngest) ((Assuming the show takes place in 2015 but the year really doesn't matter That Much))

Jake: October 30th, 1998 - Maybe they're only framed as "Halloween parties" because he doesn't want to think about how his own parents couldn't bother to be home on one of the few days where it truly matters. And hey, how would anyone be able to say otherwise when he wants everyone to come in-costume?

Rich: November 17th, 1998 - ngl I didn't have much of a reason for this one it just Felt Right. Something something "the Thursday of the year"

Brooke: December 17th, 1998 - no lumping in birthday gifts with Christmas gifts for this Jewish gal. She got lucky. She def loves peppermint themed drinks and treats, which can certainly be attributed to her birthday landing in Peppermint Everything season. Of course if she had a fall birthday this probably would've been true for Pumpkin Spice Everything

Chloe: February 7th, 1999 - you know she joked that her birthday was The Real Valentine's Day one (1) time when she was little and the whole school held it over her head. Maybe she gets sick of it eventually, maybe it just boosts her ego, maybe it's a "same shit different year" thing. Either way, the joke always comes up.

Christine: April 1st, 1999 - the April Fool's messiah, as her dads call her. Something something false labor for the surrogate that ended up being real later in the day, something something always bringing silly harmless pranks to school on her birthday.

Jenna: May 28th, 1999 - yuh I didn't have a huge reason for this one either (technically it was for a minor plot point from a Really Old fic of mine but shhhhhh)

Michael: May 31st, 1999 - this started as an "End of May Early June" joke that just ended up sticking. Also the "M Thing" was unintentional. Young Micha definitely reveled in being Slightly Older than Jeremy even though Jeremy was Slightly Taller than him at the time (which didn't end up lasting forever hA)

Jeremy: June 1st, 1999 - again, "End of May Early June" joke, but it kinda worked out too bc Two River BMC opened on June 1st, 2015. The "J Thing" was also unintentional. Michael is like 19 hours older than him and he Never Heard The End Of It when they were little. Every joking argument would end with "I'm older," "I'm taller," which no longer worked when Michael hit his growth spurt freshman year and Jeremy never fully caught up.

#mj says shit #be more chill #squip squad

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pineappleciders · 1 year

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The friends with a tall reader?

(image VERY related)

A/N: this was written imagined as platonic but you can imagine it either way! this will also include my personal height headcanons for each character so enjoy that. and also i am assuming that reader is taller than the character. and i am also assuming that this is an omori ask

RW OMOGANG with a tall reader

includes: SUNNY, AUBREY, KEL, HERO, BASIL, and MARI

warning: omori spoilers

SUNNY

i think sunny would be around 5'4"-5'5"?? he didn't drink his milk so he's a little short, also had some growth stunted by malnutrition

he's relatively used to being used as a personal armrest by kel so he doesn't think much of it if you lean on him

he's kinda tired of being shorter than everyone😭 as a kid he was taller than both aubrey and kel but now he's always the smallest in the room. like in headspace he likes to lean on kel sometimes to be silly but now he can't

if u ruffle his hair or pat his head he loves it but never says it

mari used to carry him on her back so if u did that he'd probably love you forever. and fall asleep on ur back

AUBREY

i think she'd be about 5'9". she had a huge growth spurt over the years

she's kinda used to being a little taller than everyone so when you, hero, or kel walk into a room she's a bit.. disillusioned because of your height

might get a little pissy if you make fun of her for being shorter than you

she can probably still pick you up though. and she'll get super pissed and embarrassed if you try to pick her up. younger her loved piggy back rides and being picked up but now she can't subject herself to that embarrassment

she probably takes advantage of it and asks you to grab things that she can fully grab herself. if ur like "you can get it, you're tall enough" she like. grabs the item and puts it higher and tells you "no i'm not"

she thinks she's funny

KEL

i think kel is like 5'11 or 6 feet. he's tall as balls so like if ur taller than him he's shocked because he's so used to being taller than everyone

hero probably teases him like "haha u might be taller than me but are you taller than Y/N???!!"

then kel makes it his next goal to be taller than you, and glugs milk every day

he might try to give you a piggy back ride but it's hard when you're a fucking beanstalk. he insists it's fine but he's actually sweating trying to balance himself

he leans on your shoulder even if it's uncomfortable. he has a habit of leaning on people and probably like. pokes u if he's trying to get your attention

HERO

hero is also pretty used to being the tallest so when u and kel harass him with your height he's like. hornswaggled

like just a few years ago you both were tiny little rascals and now you're taller than him!!! what the fuck!!

he still ruffles your hair and pats your head, even if he has to strain his arm. in his mind you'll always be the tiny little 12 year old you once were

he used to give you piggy back rides and now you can carry him in your arms. whenever he sees a spider he jumps into your arms like a cartoon character and quivers

BASIL

he's actually a little scared😭😭😭

i'd say he's like 5'8", but as a kid he was taller than all of the kids his age

he misses being tall, now his friends are all growing up.. except for sunny sunny is still a little twerp

he has to admit your height is a little intimidating. he gets used to it though and starts to feel like it's normal to have to look up to talk to someone, and when introducing you to someone he's like "oh yeah this is Y/N they're a sweetheart :D" and then the person looks fucking mortified

he might tease you a little if you two are close. like just alittle. just a teensy bit

MARI

she 100% teases you. but just to be silly . she means it fully lightheartedly

she thinks ur height is very nice and is always asking you to grab things for her that she can grab herself. then she giggles deviously

probably leans on you and falls asleep

i think she'd be like 5'6" pre-death and like 5'8" in college (if she survived)

always tells you to eat your vegetables and drink your milk so you can become even bigger and taller!!!! she most definitely teases hero if ur taller than him

she'll always tell you you're amazing the way you are if you're feeling insecure about your height. she thinks being tall would be so useful, and tells you that modeling is always a career choice

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fanboyvini · 1 year

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The Owl House season finale trailer analysis, feel free to add anything else :)

The beginning of the trailer starts with Amity's hand, even though she becomes a puppet she can move her hand a little and is trying to activate a glyph

After that we have a line from Eda from the second ep explaining how magic on witches works, and with that sentence along with the latest images of Gus and Willow holding glyphs, my guess is that the Collector has distorted reality again and made witches no more magic, coming from a child who can move the moon and the sun as if he were moving an ipad, that shouldn't be so difficult

I also wonder if it has something to do with that huge heart or was it just a non-accidental coincidence

Luz is wearing Belos' outfit. I'm torn between this being one of the Collector's games (or a punishment of the loser) or if this is a dream of the Luz

If it's a dream, Luz isn't totally inconsistent because she managed to talk to Amity and Willow ("W: You have to wake up now! L:How? A:You turn the light), my guess is that Luz is dreaming but she can still hear/have contact with other people (like Eda managed to hear her mother in beast mode).

Or maybe hexsquad ran away and tried to help Light and so were puppetfied?

I think she's almost dreaming (or rather, having a nightmare) precisely because she's wearing Belos' clothes (this could be either one of Luz's biggest fears or how she feels inside, with guilt and self-sabotage) and because the characters' clothes are out of order

Then we have Eda and King terrified by a moss that must be Belos, because of the eyes. Maybe Belos said something that shocked them but I think his appearance alone is scary enough.

My guess is that or maybe it's Raine.

Raine was being consumed by half of Belos' moss body. I don't know if he can split himself and stay in two different places, so maybe Raine is being possessed by the palisman parts? And the palismans managed to communicate with Hunter and Luz in Hollow Mind

Edit: i think they were trying to whistle! probably trying to use magic (or call someone)

So Lilith was puppetified again.. I understand that decision in the narrative. Even though I love Hooty and Lilith, they are not the protagonists like Luz, Eda and King. And with their help (Harpy Lilith and Hooty) things could be a little easier and we don't want that.

Luz will try to enter the portal again apparently. Most likely to contact that person in the penultimate episode. I still have my doubts if they are really Titans or Collector's followers

About the petrified characters, I have two theories: 1. It's the Luz's nightmare. 2. They lost the Collector game and that was their punishment.

But I don't think the characters will remain petrified forever because: 1.they are not the main cast characters, so these "random characters" being sacrificed out of nowhere doesn't make much sense 2.they had almost no development (precisely because they are not the main cast) so it doesn't have the same weight of them being sacrificed

If it's not a dream, they'll probably be unpetrified, which leads me to have a question: what about the wild witches that were petrified? Will they be able to come back to life?

The penultimate scene has Eda and King and they look different, especially that light in their eyes and mouth. And they're both crying and they look angry too.

I was having doubts if it was really King and not another titan, but by the bone of the skull it really is him.

But he looks bigger and more fluffy, I wonder if that was a growth spurt or is he in beast mode like Eda or Harpy Eda.

They seem to be fighting Belos as well because of the scenery (the moss and the eye in the left corner)

#My post #the owl house #the owl house spoilers #The owl house season 3 #Analysis #Theory #watching and dreaming #the owl house speculation #the owl house theory

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boots-with-the-fur-club · 8 months

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Chapter 8 of the reincarnation au! If you have any questions or suggestions for the au don’t be afraid to ask!

@daboyau

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The group walked along several stalls selling a multitude of items of the season. Brown and orange leaves decorated the dirt path in front of them. A sudden cold burst of wind that swirled the leaves around hit Tora’s already red cheeks. She shuddered as it sent a chill through her body.

Tomo glanced over at her and immediately undid the scarf he had on. He carefully and snugly wrapped it around her. She snuggles her face into the still warm fabric and smiles up at him.

“Thank you, Tomo.”

“You’re welcome.”

Aoi opens up his top coat layer and suddenly envelopes Tomo with it.

“Can’t let you get cold either! I’m a human furnace!”

“Aoi! Let go-…..you weren’t kidding.”

They had all grown over the years, but Aoi definitely grew the most. He explained once that everyone in his village would have huge growth spurts.

“Can I join?” Kosuke asks, looking at them with big eyes.

Aoi opens up one side and Kosuke happily goes in. Aoi holds them both close in a tight, but not too tight, hug.

Kosuke smiles and sighs happily.

“So toasty.”

Tora chuckles, the sound muffled slightly by the scarf.

There’s suddenly some commotion that draw their attention to further in the village.

A group of parents were loudly, panically, talking about how some children were missing. It sounded like they had been playing in the woods and didn’t come back.

Aoi let’s go of Tomo and Kosuke while Tora leads the way over to the concerned people.

“Show us the last place you saw them, we can go look.”

They all went to the area and began searching, calling out the kids’ names.

Kosuke searches through bushes and eventually hears faint yelling and crying. When he follows it, he’s eventually at an area that if someone wasn’t careful, they’d go right over the edge.

Looking down proved that it already happened.

“They’re here!”

The others and the parents rush over. One of the mothers shrieks and covers her mouth in horror.

The kids had landed on a ledge below, alive but clearly hurt. There were about three of them.

“We need to get them away from there. We don’t know how stable that is, especially after all that weight fell onto it.” Tomo advises.

“Maybe if we can get it make a rope?” Aoi proposes.

Kosuke looks over the cliff.

“U-Uh…..I don’t think we need to figure that out.”

“What? Why? Wait, where’s….Tora!!” Tomo shouts as he sees that she had started climbing down.

Her claws, the neko-te, allowed for her to basically stick to the cliff side as she made her way to the kids.

“Be careful!“ Aoi yells.

“I can concentrate better if people aren’t yelling at me!” Tora retorts.

She carefully places her feet on the ledge and instructs the kids about how it was going to go.

She would carry the heavier ones first to make sure she’d have enough energy to keep doing it.

The first time she goes up, the parents quickly lift their child off her back.

She makes her descent down again very quickly, maybe to avoid her brothers telling her it was too dangerous.

The process was repeated with the two other children. It was just time, as the ledge had been even more brittle with this last climb.

The last set of parents scooped their child up and hugged him tightly.

“See? I’m fine!” Tora lifts her hand to solid ground.

It gives way.

She screams as she hangs by the one claw still stuck in the cliff.

“Tora!” Aoi tosses off his top coat and rips it until it’s long enough to reach her.

He steps to the edge and lowers it down.

“Wait! It’s still unstable!” Tomo warns too late.

When Tora grabs the makeshift rope and Aoi tries to pull her up, more ground falls off.

Tomo feels his heart nearly stop. There’s was no way for them to survive a fall from that height.

He sees one of the parents hold back Kosuke from doing anything.

There was a rush of the worst possible déjà vu imaginable.

Two more family members were slipping through his fingers, again.

No.

Not again.

Not this time.

He jumps off the cliff with such speed that with one blink he was gone.

Aoi was holding Tora with his back facing the ground. He wanted to have at least one of them survive.

Tomo was not going to make them choose.

He refused to choose either.

He grabs onto Aoi with one arm and takes out his bō with the other.

His eyes glow a bright white as he strikes towards the ground. A powerful blast lands, the shockwave slowing them all down.

They eventually hit the ground. The impact was a lot less than it could have been but still fairly rough.

Tomo groans in pain as he lays on the ground, but quickly sits up as he releases the landing had made him let go.

“Aoi! Tora!” He scrambles over to where they landed.

Aoi sits up, holding Tora in front of him.

“Are you okay!? Did you get hurt anywhere!?”

“N-No, I’m fine, I….is Tomo a wizard?” She looks over at him.

Aoi does too.

“Tomo, what was that?”

“I….I have no idea. It felt like I was barely in control. I just….I couldn’t lose you two.”

They suddenly hear loud screaming coming from the top of the cliff.

“Kosuke! He probably thinks we died!” Tora quickly moves off Aoi.

She takes off running to find a way back up.

Aoi stands up, wincing slightly.

Tomo takes his arm and puts it over his own shoulders to help him walk.

“You’re a real life saver.” They begin following Tora.

“I could have used this power when I was losing my other family. Where was it then?” Tomo grumbles.

“Maybe you weren’t old enough? Or….maybe it wouldn’t have helped. We don’t even know what it is, trying to figure it out after seeing it just once would be pretty hard.”

“….You’re right. Questioning random magic would be dumb, wouldn’t it?” Tomo sighs.

“It’s okay to be frustrated.“

Tomo glances at the ground.

“I’m grateful for what I saved. For who I saved. I promise.”

“I’m grateful too, you know. Not just for the save. You didn’t have to join me and Tora those years ago. It was convenient, but you and Kosuke could have left when things got bad. You could have just left, period.”

“That’s not how I am.”

“I know. You wouldn’t have gone after us if you were. What I’m trying to say is….I don’t know where we’d be without you. You’ve saved my life more than once.”

“You’re getting awfully mushy.” Tomo teases.

“Hey, I just had another near death experience, give me a break.”

They both chuckle.

“You and Tora would have been fine. You were fine before you met us.”

“I don’t ever want to be just fine again. You….saved me twice, saving Tora. Hearing her scream hurt more than losing my eye.”

“…..I get it. I do.”

“I’d feel that way about any of you. I know we can’t replace the people you’ve lost-“

“You’re right. You can’t. What we have doesn’t replace anything. It….adds on. I had a sister, and now….I have another one. I had no brothers, and now I have two.”

Aoi smiles widely at him.

“A bigger and younger brother?”

“By the gods, are you ever going to drop that?”

“Look at me! Do I have to make you feel like an ant for you to admit it!?”

“You don’t even know if you’re actually older than me!”

“And you can’t prove me otherwise!”

“You’re so ridiculous.”

“It’s a biggest brother privilege.”

Tomo rolls his eyes but smiles.

They eventually catch up to Tora who Kosuke was hugging as tightly as possible.

He looks at them as they walk over.

“You’re alive!….And glowing!?”

“Again!?” Tomo looks around.

He finally sees that Kosuke wasn’t talking about just him.

There was glowing between him and Aoi.

The turtles open their eyes.

“Eugh boy, we’re not good with heights in any life, huh Raph?” Leo looks at him.

“You can say that again.”

“We’re not good with-“

“You know what I meant!”

“So they are able to listen to us! They showed us what we asked for. Although, they’re us, so….we saw what we wanted to see?” Mikey looks confused.

“I say we do what they learned and don’t question mystic powers too much.” Leo pats his head.

“Do ya think….they’d show us….you know….” Raph trails off quietly.

There’s silence.

“If it’s what I think it is, you shouldn’t ask about it so soon.” Splinter advises.

“Dad’s right. That’s probably the last thing we’ll see. I don’t think we’d even want to ask.” Leo adds.

Donnie crosses his arms.

“I’d prefer not seeing the first invasion either, but considering that they made a key to stop it, it’s unavoidable.”

“I’m sure there’s plenty of happy memories to see before any of that!….Right?” Mikey smiles uneasily.

“Well, we did get our first invasion this young.”

Mikey whimpers softly.

“Ignore Dontron, he barely got his mystic powers in that memory. There’s no way they could figure out how to make a key already. I bet they’re ancient once they’re do, like 40.” Leo theorizes.

Splinter grimaces at how he thinks that 40 is old.

Raph starts counting on his fingers.

“Uh….wasn’t Casey J.R. from around the time in the future where you and Donnie would be like 40?”

“Do we always die before we can even get to a midlife crisis!?” Mikey further panics.

“We changed the future! We’re probably going to be even older! And we don’t even know if our past lives died at 40!” Leo tries to rationalize.

“If we go by our turtle DNA, Leo would have a lifespan of 40, 70 for Raph, and 50 for me and Mikey. If we go by human standards, it’s about 76. I have no data for mutants but yokai live up towards hundreds, if not thousands of years.” Donnie explains.

Mikey frowns deeply, his large eyes ready to cry.

“Donnie! Maybe ease up a little bit?” Raph holds Mikey close.

“Oh please, when you all come back as ghosts you’re getting shoved in robots. We’re going to become the best possible combination in the world, sentient technology! That’s why it doesn’t matter how many years we have left, I’m just going to extend it. Even if I die first my ghost is going to be pulling all nighters! I won’t even need to sleep!” Donnie says with stars in his eyes, cackling like a maniac that somehow obtained a PhD.

Mikey perks up.

“Can mine still catch things on fire?”

“Michael, you dishonor me if you think for a second I wouldn’t include that in our amazingly cool future robots.”

Mikey moves away from Raph and hugs Donnie instead.

Leo smiles at that before standing up.

“Alright, I’m going to grab some water. You guys want anything from the kitchen?”

“Flavorless juice.”

“Regular juice!”

“Raph will take a water too.”

“I don’t need anything, Blue.”

“Got it! Be back in a sec.” Leo heads off to the kitchen.

The others begin talking a bit as they wait for him to come back.

When they hear the sound of glass crashing, they move as quickly as possible.

Leo was on his knees, holding his wrist as there was glass around him.

“Aoi! Did you hurt yourself!? Let me see!” Raph takes a step forward.

“No! Stay away! I’m not cut!” Leo says shakily.

At a closer look, there was no blood anywhere.

“Then what’s going on? What happened?” Splinter questions.

Leo’s body shakes alongside his voice.

“I-I can’t control it. I don’t know what’s going on.”

“Nardo, control what?” Donnie furrows his brows.

Leo let’s go of his wrist and makes a distressed noise looking at his other hand.

Mikey can’t take it anymore and hops up onto a chair to see what Leo was seeing.

Electric blue was creeping up his veins.

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