#send me a 😳

[brian-kinney-apologist]

louis and daniel listening to the tapes like:

[titty-princess79]

They hope you have a great Tuesday 🥰

[fauvester]

“you SHOT me!” newsflash asshole, he’s into that!

[baconcolacan]

I love a future tomtord where they’re so devoted to each other it’s disgusting

Like Tom gets called all sorts of nasty names, dog most of all. “You’re nothing more than Red Leader’s PET!!” They would say as Tom has them cornered, and he’d only smile and sigh “I dont mind” before he ends their lives

“I’ve taken what’s precious to you!!” They would threaten, showing off a battered and bruised Tom, only to have the entirety of the Red Army rain hell on top of them. Nothing is left. Except of course, a smiling General atop the rubble.

“I love you” and a sea of blood becomes their response

[pocket-notebook]

What do you do when you have two fixations at once? OBVIOUSLY, combine them. Obviously

[total-drama-brainrot]

uhaam. like a dog by ferry. rk noah. Am i insane

I saw this ask, blacked out, and woke up to this on my screen.

So I think we're both a little insane. (The song, for context.)

[grumpytrans]

happy pride month to all of my he/they queers specifically i love you 🌈❤️

[naughtybg3confessions]

I can’t stop thinking about Gale’s beautiful hands. Long, slender fingers. Dexterous and nimble from the many complicated somatic components he’s perfected over the years, as well as playing the piano. Silky smooth skin with slightly calloused fingertips, earned through his staffwork & the excessive flipping of pages. His well-maintained nail beds, somehow always shiny and perfectly trimmed. How expressive he is with his hands. His endearing, wild gesticulations whenever he gets excited or particularly incensed. How deftly he makes Tav fall apart around his fingers when he’s languidly stroking inside them. Again and again, teasing them for hours. Intent on finding every small spot that makes them whine and cry out, until they’re a overstimulated and dripping mess. His practiced tongue definitely isn’t the only thing he’s rightfully proud of.

[satorugojoswiife]

out on a date 😳 what do I say hes so cute and im nervous

[starleska]

goodness, what happened this past month?! one moment i was simping for some pretty pink-haired German fella...then i blacked out, and woke up with a guitar-head, a TV-head, and a serving embodiment of music played by Jinkx Monsoon 😭💖💖

[nympho-cuck]

i didn't think i liked boys before now but you're pretty hot

OMG 🙈🙈🙈 thanks for thinking I'm hot!! It makes me feel hot when people say they like me bc they like girly delusional boys 🙈🙈

[mostmagical]

100 word drabble exercise.

Prompt: taken

He was giggling again. Quietly, under his breath. Marinette pretended not to notice, but she couldn’t stop her own smile.

Across the table, Nino sighed, a pointed look over his glasses. “Adrien, what,” he said flatly, already knowing the answer.

Alya simply rolled her eyes.

Adrien beamed, raising his and Marinette’s already joined hands over the table. The smile made his words lilt at the ends. “She said yes,” he replied, emphasizing their matching charm bracelets with a shake and a lovelorn sigh. “We’re dating.”

Nino’s face held all the exhaustion of an older brother. “So you said. Thirty times.”

Send me one word, I'll write you 100

[wannabeyourpapa]

A raucous belch tears through your lips. You have eaten another person. Honestly, how else were you supposed to respond to such mediocre service? You're eating for seven! Yet you were kept waiting, starving. It takes a lot of energy to regress and regrow people, so you thought to stop by this restaurant. Never again. Honestly, you'd be inclined to devour the whole staff, if you weren't already so encumbered. Your waiter will have to suffice, along with the next one who will bring you dessert.

Your belly wobbles in front of you, churning noisily. You were already so large to begin with, it's hard to tell that you just swallowed a person whole; their kicking and squirming is virtually indistinguishable from those in your womb. But you can tell. You can feel them railing against the walls of your stomach, pounding their fists in vain and yelling their throat out; but it's all muffled and cushioned. Given how they were oogling you, they should feel honored; they may even become a part of your curves~ 

It's a chore to leave the house with my enormous gut. Having to get on the bus to get everywhere and dealing with all those strangers staring at my fertile form? It's torturous! The babies get so upset over all of the rocking and jostling I am a panting mess once I'm getting off at my stop. The babies weigh so much it's almost an encumberment to exist out in the world. Not like I had any choice—seven big babies need to eat and they have so many cravings!

This restaurant was supposed to be the "in" place to eat and at a reasonable price. I can already tell they were not going to be the right place for me to dine at hugely pregnant with multiples. First the waiter was too handsy and put me in the far corner booth since I can't fit at a normal table and chairs. Still I have to sit with my back against the wall and one leg up on the seat while the bump takes up the remaining room on bench seat. Then they take too long on getting my drink and appetizer order because they're taking too long staring at my tits and belly.

After a half an hour of waiting around for a single appetizer to come to my table I'm upset. My stomach is making monstrous noises with how starved I feel. It doesn't help that each baby is taking this opportunity to kick every inch of my belly it makes the growls louder. I'm tapping the table with an annoyed scowl when they saunter up, all flirtatious and hard at seeing my babies making such a scene. My shirt must have been forced above my navel with how they're drooling and staring. It was all too much I needed to eat something. I let them lean in close—so close I can smell their cologne that makes my stomach upset.

Maybe it was a good thing that I was put into the farthest reaches of this place so I wouldn't get caught. It also made me wonder if they ever brought my order to the kitchen so they just watch me squirm. I also had the time to let the septuplets settle after my stomach squishing them. My appearance hasn't visibly changed—a bonus so there wouldn't be a wardrobe mishap—so I was able to walk out of the place without a questioning glance. Another bonus this was the fullest I have felt in the last seven months of this pregnancy. Hopefully this meal would stick around for at least a few hours so I wouldn't be a growling mess on the bus to go home.

They were frustratingly pushy about the same as they were on the outside. I wouldn't mind if I wasn't an overstuffed balloon with the multiples in my uterus. Every jab made my belly jolt uncomfortably and put the babies in a tizzy. The only thing that calmed everyone down was me rubbing circles on as many part of my belly I could feasibly reach while sitting on the bus. At least on the hour drive to get back home my meal was getting quieter, their movements sluggish as my stomach did its work. I would be able to get off the bus, get in the house, and lay down for a few hours to nap before I got ravenous again. Instead of another terrible trip to a restaurant I would go hunting for my next meal to curb my intense hunger.

[asmoreous]

~~Buffet Date~~

My lovely partner in crime is taking me out to the buffet for a more kinky feedism date today! We decided to measure me before hand, and I’m 49 inches round 🥵 I did not expect my belly to be four feet at its widest. They’re making me so unbelievably fat! And the holidays aren’t even over. Feel free to send either of us asks or dms! We would love to talk about our journey together, or just get some kinky fun encouragement from you lovely people~

Bonus! If one of you lovely feeders want to help, we’re thinking of picking up takeout afterwards for dinner. Want to treat this fat boy? If you do, send one of us a dm or ask and we can post our cashapp! We don’t really like asking for anything, but if there’s interest we would gladly take some donations for this growing belly. We can definitely send some exclusive content for you in return! The more given the more I’ll eat later~

[uhohdad]

Dad you’re scaring me with the amount of times you said you’ve made yourself cry writing this part 😔 how prepared for heartbreak should I be? Should I stock up on chocolate and wine?

if i stick this landing you’re gonna need ur vibrator and ur tissues

[hotsingledragon]

I didn’t see this on ur list for dos and donts but could u write something w miles where he has a foot fetish n asks reader to give him a foot job?

if not could u do one where reader begs him to put a baby in her so he forcefully breeds her? thank you!!

hellooo! thank you for submitting this! you’re my first request, like ever!!!! i was so excited to see ur mssg and i’m do BOTHA these prompts bc i wanted to challenge myself 😈 aka i indulged and lost the plot LOL hope you enjoy, anon!

warnings: explicit content, foot fetish, spit, breeding kink, oop sugar daddy Q if you squint?, cockwarming, stomach bulge 👁️👁️

miles quaritch x human reader

-tbh you’ve never really considered foot fetish, but it honestly makes sense when you’re always neat and pretty even down to your toes. it never goes unnoticed; Q loves your pretty painted pedicures, stuffing more than a few twenties into your hand when you’ve got another appointment. he always wants to see the results too, dragging your feet into his lap and massaging the tension out of you. he can’t help it when he gets hard in his cargos; your skin is so soft and you’re sighing sweetly when he works out a tense spot in the arch of your foot and you’ve chosen a polish color that’s too close to his blue skin to be a simple coincidence.

“you’re so pretty, even down to your feet,”and his voice is syrupy smooth, maybe even breathless? so you peek a look at him, eyes immediately catching the hue in his cheeks and the tent in his pants. and before you can even acknowledge your own actions, you’re pressing the ball of your foot into his clothed erection. miles let’s out a startled moan, mouth agape and large eyes looking at you with a wild sort of wonder.

so now you’re on your back, your bottom half is naked and your feet are sliding wetly across his cock.

quaritch is no better, only had the patience to pull his pants far enough to release his hardened dick. “oh god-fuck- how’re y’ so damn dexterous down there? fuckin’ minx from head to toe, baby,” he growls. he slows his thrusts to let a string of spit fall from his lips onto his cock, and his thrusts pick up to a wildly brutal pace.

the sight is so arousing, he’s standing over you, eyes pinched tightly and chest heaving, letting out these grunts of pleasure each time you slide over him. his cockhead shows itself each time he thrusts in that space between your arches.

you don’t really know what you’re doing, but it obviously works when your toes curl around his cock because he’s instantly groaning and spurting cum across your thighs, some of it even lands on your stomach.

-and please don’t get me started on breeding, i think this is a new thing i’ve discovered for myself 😳 especially with quaritch? i’m a puddle of mush.

Q definitely wants to breed you, he feels that erotic pull in his stomach at the mere thought of you soft and swollen with his baby.

he’d fuck you all night, forcing orgasm after orgasm, cockwarming in between. you’re overstimulated when he’s asking,“y want me to give you a baby? wan’ me to come inside of you?”

you’re nodding your head fervently, tears brimming in your eyes. you’re keening “pleasepleaseplease!”

you look down where his cock disappears inside of you. it’s so big, you can see the way it distorts your abdomen in rhythmic prods and pokes at your cervix. quaritch thinks you’re so pretty like this, spread open and taking him so wonderfully, all with watery eyes and a deep flush down to your chest.

he’s huffing a laugh, head tilting back, displaying the long column of his neck. then his eyes are back on you-fiery and determined. “slut” he mutters before grasping under your thighs and pushing them to your chest.

“you ready for that baby you’ve been beggin’ for, huh?” he breathes harshly while he grinds into you, rocking his hips harshly in lapping waves until he’s coming inside of you, comes so hard he’s strangling a groan and collapsing.