#thanks for the food- no wait. its called a feast😭

[mako-neexu]

smut fic so crazy i have to document my thoughts no matter how incomprehensible. (delusion below)

that kind of love is delicious. but idk where to start... theres so much to say.. but i guess ill do it level by level like in the novel? nah, i think i will do it randomly..

but of course, what i like the most was the way the 'game' is set. where ritsuka could get one favor/help from oberon each level in the dungeon. but the condition is that he won't be by her side unless she calls for him to help her. which is seriously??? makes me insane. iirc she had a line where she said while in the 2nd or 3rd floor (i think) that "It's almost as if Oberon wants me to depend on him..." the dynamic is making me throw up from so much excitement. i also like how he made her vocal about what she wants www even if she got assaulted by tentacles or that one lewd mors (which was honestly creative lmao like jp fandom is a genius ww), the half-helplessness she feels pushed her into calling for his name (sometimes with those sighs 😉) and request for help from the 'torture' she 'suffered' from.

ALSO theres that midsummer night's dream title that changed from D to EX like that was really hot asfkjdghlk like assimilation with oberon.. later turns into being the same as him and her soul fully belonging to him as his mate. ritsuka's body is remade to be the same as him like sdkjbskjdfgjkf

i thinked what shocked me the most was the 'safe room' level. i knew something was up but as soon as i saw how ritsuka was so frantic to drink the water and fruits prepared by oberon, the end notes shocked me??? i LOVE IT so much kasjdfkjdsfgh so thats why the title gained was 'gochisousama'. apparently they were from the autumn forest itself and it reminded me that you should NOT eat what a fairy offers or else.. of course we know the consequences. but according to the end notes, its for the sake of loneliness, of hunger, of this distance from oberon that made her suddenly crave for him so much that she couldnt help but consume what he prepared..i also like how he included a bunch of sex toys dkjfdkjgjkbdjkf my face feels so hot reading it i love it so much..

during the progression of the levels, ritsuka also acquired blue markings on her back which is butterfly shape marking asfljdfgjh which meant that, of course, her body and soul is being tainted in oberon's.. (i think this solidified further when the mors came inside her ww)

but what made me laugh was the marriage contract XD he also wrote it in probably british? or what fairy language is used in morgan's kingdom www still the method to sign it was just both delicious and bizarre www

still, the way the game is set is just??? i love it too much. oberon pushed her in 'his' direction but still made sure she had room to decline and go back. but the exit was already obvious since you only have to go back and the 'dungeon' only led to the bottom which was the opposite of a way out- or rather.. she refused to think about it and resolved to meet oberon- see the real oberon instead of the illusions themself, who she wanted to see. the end, the conclusion, fulfilled by her desires which the flames were fanned by oberon when he set this up.

near the end, the lantern still gave her hope, which would have been the perfect entrance for artoria to bust oberon's ass and save ritsuka ww but this is between obeguda, with the goal of claiming ritsuka's entirety for oberon and 'returning' to that abyss where separation is nonexistent.

"I don't want to betray this light..." That lantern still burned in the end after all. But oberon's question really was a nail in the coffin ww

"If that's the case then I'll ask you," Oberon's voice quietly trembled, "Where in the world is that hope(light) of yours?"

and the words broke ritsuka??? so good.. askjfhsdjkgh the light shined the way to move forward. but 'forward' to where? if the exit and the outside world is that way, why didnt this light point the way? why did the light keep shining so brightly? why was that light burning? and the sense of resignation and defeat washed over her. she doesnt even know why she ended up in such a place the moment she was at the final floor. the feeling of despair was delicious it was so great im clawing at my chest...!!!!

she could only stutter with that feeling of despair! as she tries to find a reason for that lantern that she carried with her!!!

and its just like in the garden!!!! the garden!!!!! "It's alright, Ritsuka. That's enough. You can relax now. Whether its over or still in the middle of it, you can let go." you can finally be free. you can rest easy. so just rely on me. you've done enough!!!

there was also that "fallen star" title. i think its the best. it really does remind me of lb6's ending and his views on titania ueueue

seriously this kind of courtship... www it also reminds me of kairi's previous works which included a similar theme.. but this time three authors worked on it so thanks for the collab yomoko-san, kanonige-san and kairi-san herself

[muffinwoozi]

hello welcome to our lil community! i’d like to request soonhoon with dom feedee jihoon and sub feeder soonyoung please 😌 i don’t really have much for plot i just love dom feedees 😭

hello!! tysm, i can't wait to start posting and i hope i can do your request justice! i love dom feedees too akshdjsjsjsh, thank you for requesting one of my fav dynamics ever 🙏

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Tease

“Ah, ah, ah,” Jihoon chides, swatting Soonyoung’s hands away. They hover above Jihoon’s exposed belly, palms outstretched. Soonyoung meets his eyes warily. “We had a deal, remember? You don’t get to touch me ‘til I’m totally stuffed.”

“You’re not stuffed yet?” Soonyoung asks in disbelief. In twenty minutes, Jihoon’s wolfed down three boxes of chicken, a large side of cajun fries, a stack of oreo and caramel churros and two supersized milkshakes, but evidently, none of it has even touched the sides. Jihoon is still as perky and positively un-stuffed as he was before he waddled into their bedroom with a growling stomach. Now, he sits on their bed surrounded by empty takeaway boxes, t-shirt rode up and belly flooding onto his lap, sauce and cinnamon smeared across his cheeks, remarkably showing no signs of discomfort or fullness. He cocks his head and shoots Soonyoung a cheeky, slanted smile. Soonyoung’s putty in his hands and he knows it.

Soonyoung just sighs, wiping Jihoon’s cheeks clean with the pad of his thumb. “Jihoon-ah, you’ve eaten enough to feed a family for a night. You seriously aren’t full yet?”

“Nope,” Jihoon says, popping the P. He smacks his belly, causing the soft flesh to ripple under the force. Soonyoung feels himself grow rock hard. “This is your fault, you know. You’ve trained me to eat so much that I just can’t stop eating, can’t stop growing. You’ve made me so fat.” He pinches his hips and jiggles the pliant rolls of fat and down. There’s orange sauce dripping down from his chin and onto his belly. “You should probably clean me up once I’m done with the next meal. I’m so messy.”

“Jihoon-ah,” Soonyoung repeats, almost painfully aroused. “Stop teasing me. Just tell me what you want from the pantry and I’ll get it for you.”

He smiles again, that satisfactory little grin he wears when he knows he’s won. “Fetch whatever you think will fill me up the quickest, my love. You’re the one who calls the shots around here.”

Soonyoung scoffs. As if.

It’s strange what love (or lust) can make you do, Soonyoung thinks as he heads down to the pantry in search of something that’ll get the job done the fastest so he can fulfil his end of the deal and earn his prize. When their relationship had been in its earliest stages, there were no games, no prizes to be won, no push-and-pull. Granted, Jihoon had been at least a hundred pounds lighter at the time, but he also hadn’t been such a brat. He knows how to get what he wants, and he knows all the buttons to press to make Soonyoung melt. Truthfully, he loves it. He loves letting Jihoon boss him around. He loves being teased in the form of watching Jihoon play with his belly, suck his fingers clean and whine about how hungry he still is after devouring a small feast in record time. He loves getting to be the only person who can touch him, who can feed him, who can stroke his hair and stuff his face every night. He loves being the only person who can unlock this side of Jihoon.

When he retreats back into the bedroom with what feels like half their pantry stock in his arms, Jihoon is rubbing a hand all over the crest of his belly, the skin sinking under his touch like freshly baked dough. Soonyoung’s grip on the food almost loosens.

“Took you long enough,” Jihoon snorts, sitting up and spreading his legs wider so that his belly has a bigger spot to rest. His entire face lights up when his eyes land on the amount of food Soonyoung’s brought back - there’s a big tub of cookie dough ice cream, bags of Doritos and mini pretzels, muffins, sleeves of cookies, boxes of Pocky, the last slice of that chocolate cake they’d been keeping in the fridge and a 2-litre bottle of soda. “Mmm, can’t wait for you to make me pop,” Jihoon says enticingly as Soonyoung lays everything down and snuggles up next to him. Soonyoung can’t help but smile as he tosses the lid of the ice cream tub aside and brings the first spoonful up to his boyfriend’s lips.

Jihoon inhales his food like he’s Kirby. What should be enough snacks to carry a frat party is polished off in a little less than forty minutes; Soonyoung insists on hand-feeding him everything, a tactic that comes in handy when they’re down to the last few items and Jihoon barely has the strength to shovel the food into his own mouth. By the time he’s finished everything, Jihoon is laying on his back, belly sticking out like a huge dome that sits on top of him, panting and sweating. Any attempt to soothe it proves to be futile as he can barely lift his hands to touch himself. Soonyoung sits back and admires his work like it’s the Eighth Wonder.

“Wow, baby,” he coos, straddling Jihoon and massaging his swollen belly like he’s been waiting all evening to do. “You were right. I’ve made you so fat.”