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Hi, just wanted to say something here;

Please put your age (or at least age range) in your bio or pinned post, or don't interact with me at all.

If I cannot tell how old you are, or if you are not over 18, I will block you. I don’t want kids interacting with my content. Most of my posts have a mature filter for a reason.

Thank you.

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Ooh, 🪄 sounds fun, actually

(But so do the others...)

Hiii do you have any prompts about hunger in a magical context? Preferably like magical person x human? Thank you I hope that’s okay :3

😋 A isn't human, and their appetite is much bigger than human B's. B either doesn't know or often forgets this, though, so when they eat together, A often leaves the table underfed. If their not being human is a secret, they might be unwilling to solve that problem while they're still out with B.

😈 A has the ability to teleport things, and they're also very mischievous. One day, rather than go to the trouble of cooking for themself, they teleport each bite B eats of their own food into their stomach. By the time B's plate is empty, A is full, while B is bewildered to find that they're still hungry.

👅 A is a feeder whose saliva triggers a strong appetite. Any time they kiss B, or perhaps bite them, B almost immediately becomes ravenous, much to A's enjoyment. Of course, this can be inconvenient if they kiss at the wrong time.

🧙 A is a witch, and after a fight with B, they place a curse of hunger upon them. B's appetite becomes insatiable, their stomach always achingly hungry no matter how much they eat, until they finally beg A to make them normal again and the two make up.

🤏 A is a shapeshifter who spends most of their time fairly small. They eat a nice filling breakfast before making themself big to help B with something, but that breakfast is now tiny in their otherwise empty stomach, and the task drags on much longer than expected.

🪄 A has magical powers, and B often asks A to use those powers to help them with things. A is happy to help, but what B doesn't realize is that using magic takes a lot of energy and calories, and using too much without a break will leave A feeling exhausted and hungry.

🍖 A isn't human and has a particular diet that most human food doesn't fall into. They love spending time with human B, but it's hard for them to find anything to eat while they're in B's realm/world/etc. Alternately: the things they eat aren't human-safe, leading to the reverse when B visits A's home.

🏃 A is a magical creature with far more stamina than humans, and can go days without eating. When they take B along with them on adventures, they sometimes forget that humans need to eat fairly frequently, and B winds up going longer than they'd like without meal breaks.

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how’s the doc feel about stethoscopes? would he use one on himself, or would he need some help from a third party? 🩷 i’d gladly volunteer -@cannibalfat

Ah yes, the stethoscope... perfect tool for hearing the body. I've done two illustrations of him with a stethoscope before (though they were based on cardiophilia), but it's a nice touch! You could get a much better listen to one's stomach that way.

(If I read this question correctly,) he probably would use it on himself behind closed doors, though I don't think he'll mind letting a third party use it on him, or vice versa~

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Oh my goodness

[CW: this is a hunger kink story, contains painful hunger that is eventually sated, missing meals for kink purposes, and semi-explicit sex]

Alé knew once she admitted it, Jaimie was going to torture her. She shifted in her seat, trying not to turn herself on just thinking about it.

Her girlfriend was in the bus seat next to her, placidly reading. She’d come to pick her up from the airport, and Alé’s luggage was safely sandwiched between them.

It had been a long week, a long work trip, but she was glad to be back home. She’d missed Jaimie a lot despite their facetimes.

Alé also happened to be in that section of her cycle that made her insatiable, and Jaimie knew it. It was why she was reading quietly instead of paying attention to her girlfriend she hadn’t seen in a week, specifically to drive Alé crazy.

As such, Alé had engineered a situation she knew Jaimie wouldn’t be able to resist. She’d had a small breakfast around 9, then nothing during her three hours at the airport and her four hour flight. It was nearing 6pm by this point, and Alé was starving.

Her stomach had been aching on and off for the last couple hours, but she could feel it twisting now and knew it would make itself known soon.

She kept her hands tucked under her legs, resisting the urge to rub her empty belly. It was strategically exposed too, her black crop top revealing the slight pudge of it when she sat.

It only took a couple more minutes before a hunger pang began building under her ribs, sounding off after a second with a sharp gurgle.

Alé watched Jaimie freeze, her eyes no longer moving across the page. Alé’s stomach followed up with a louder growl, making its displeasure known.

Jaimie turned to her, predatory smile lifting the corners of her mouth. “Hungry?” She asked.

Alé shrugged. “I didn’t have lunch.”

Jaimie’s smile grew. “Mm. I see. Clever girl.”

Alé blinked innocently at her. “Who me?”

Jaimie wasn’t going to say more on public transit, but the way she watched Alé’s stomach protest its neglect for the last half hour of the bus ride… well, the look in her eyes almost matched the hunger Alé felt.

When they got off, Jaimie pushed Alé’s suitcases towards her.

“You’re not gonna help?” Alé asked. It was only a five minute walk to their apartment, but lugging both her bags was going to make it feel longer.

Jaimie shook her head. “I’m going to start on dinner when we get in,” she said. “I think you should work up an appetite.”

Alé grinned. She could feel the arousal hitting her already, and she tried to ignore it. “If you say so,” she said.

Her body did not enjoy the trip, and her hollow stomach spoke up no less than three times to remind her she was running on empty.

By the time they got to the house, her arms were shaky.

Jaimie helped her inside, then sat her down on the couch and kissed her.

Alé leaned in, licking into her mouth. Her stomach rumbled between them, and she moaned.

Jaimie pulled back, and Alé tried to chase her with a whimper.

“Not so fast,” she said. “Don’t you want me to start on dinner?”

Jaimie reached out and massaged the slight dip between Alé’s ribs. Her shriveled stomach whined obligingly, and Jaimie raised an eyebrow. “Someone certainly does.”

Alé squeezed her thighs together, squirming. “Probably smart,” she said.

Jaimie emerged from the kitchen twenty minutes later. “I’ve put the pasta in the oven, it’s that baked kind you like,” she said.

Alé was torn between desperation and joy. “That takes twenty minutes in the oven,” she pointed out. It had been nearly an hour since her stomach had started growling, and nearly ten since she’d eaten.

“And you’ll be able to smell it the whole time,” Jaimie agreed, pulling Alé to her feet. “I think it can be trusted not to burn the house down though. How about we take this to the bedroom?”

Alé nearly ran to the bed, the hunger and arousal making her mind foggy and leaving room for nothing else.

Jaimie took her clothes off slowly enough that the smell of the pasta had begun permeating the room by the time she was in her underwear.

Alé whimpered as her stomach contracted, desperately searching for the food she could smell but not yet have.

Jaimie got her out of her jeans, then pushed her onto the bed and started massaging her stomach forcefully.

It gurgled and whined, worked up even more by her girlfriend’s ministrations.

“Ow,” Alé sighed, pleasure-pain hitting her in waves as her aching belly seemed to try to eat itself.

“Does it hurt?” Jaimie asked, voice rough.

“I’ve barely eaten all day, of course it hurts,” Alé complained. “It’s gnawing at me, right here.”

She lifted Jaimie’s hand and pressed it to the place the pangs were sharpest. Jaimie pushed, rubbing in small, hard circles, and Alé’s tummy roared.

She tilted her head back, gasping. “Touch me,” she whined, trying to grind against Jaimie’s thigh. She was practically dripping already, just from how her empty stomach was writhing inside her. “Please.”

Jaimie did, abandoning her stomach to lower her head between Alé’s legs.

The first swipe of Jaimie’s tongue had her seeing stars, and Alé massaged her belly while Jaimie took care of her other needs.

“Yes,” she gasped as her stomach clenched in time with Jaimie’s movements. “Please, please.”

Her stomach assisted, letting out a monstrous growl. She threw her head back, finishing with a moan.

“My turn,” Jaimie said, climbing on top of her. “Not sure you have the energy for this, so your stomach will help me out.”

She straddled Alé’s belly and began to grind against it, gasping as the grumbles vibrated through her.

Alé held her waist and kept her steady until she was done, then Jaimie flopped onto the bed next to her.

Alé felt exhausted and empty, but fantastic.

Jaimie helped her back into clothes, then scooped her up. Alé yelped, and she grinned. “I see how your legs are trembling, I’m not having you falling over because you tried to walk by yourself.

Alé smiled, feeling a wave of affection. Jaimie took good care of her, when she wasn’t torturing her poor belly. “I missed you,” she said, and Jaimie kissed the top of her head.

The smell of the cooking pasta got stronger as they headed back into the kitchen, and Alé felt it go straight to her aching stomach, which felt like it was expanding to hold the food it knew was coming, stretching its painful emptiness across her whole abdomen. It let out a long, low growl as Jaimie deposited her in a chair.

“Just a few more minutes,” she said soothingly, giving Alé’s tummy a final rub as she went to grab plates.

Alé held her starving stomach, cupping it as it contracted and grumbled in her hands, until Jaimie finally placed a plate of steaming food in front of her.

“Eat up love,” Jaimie said, sitting across from her.

Alé lifted her fork to her mouth, hands shaking. She moaned as it touched her tongue, and chewed as fast as possible, her stomach screaming at her.

She inhaled the food in five minutes flat, went back for seconds, did it again, then sat back and rubbed her full belly, now gurgling contentedly. It was good to be home.

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(Old, but oh well.)

Oh dear, that has to be so embarrassing, having someone's ear pressed into your rumbling tummy like that... let's hope that belly doesn't get too loud.

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the plague doctor gets flustered on hearing other bellies growl? *fans self*

Oh, he absolutely does! Granted, this does make his job a tad awkward should either his or the other party's belly start to grumble, but he tries to remain professional despite his flustered state...

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(Old animation from a year or so ago. This is a small segment of a recording I was doing when someone opened a door during it. Had a bit of a mini heart attack there.)

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i want a pred who, when they first start to experience prey cravings, find that their stomach will actually speak to them, and tell the pred what to do.

Maybe there's a legitimate reason for this, maybe a preds stomach will develop enough neurons that it will become almost a second consciousness. Or maybe this pred is a bit crazy. Either way

The stomach, or their hunger, it will tell the pred it needs prey, it will offer suggestions about who to eat. Usually the hunger is fairly polite and understanding, but it can get aggressive when ignored.

But after the pred has done as their hunger asked, it will thank the pred, it will be nice, and give affirmations. Telling them what a good job they've done. The stomach is extremely well-fed now, and exceedingly grateful.

It will let the pred know that they're about to get rather tired, so they should find somewhere to rest so that the stomach can get to work. If this frightens the pred, it will assure them that there's nothing to worry about .

-All you have to do is relax, take a nap, and let me do my job.

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Ugh, same.

Sometimes, it's not even my words. My sodding phone picks up on rp partner’s texts because I highlighted them once. (;´д｀)

Anyone else's auto correct constantly trying to out then 💀

I can't type a single sentence without getting suggested words like 'tummy, belly, hungry' or whatever the fuck 😭

Litteraly was typing out 'aw poor guy' but after poor it suggested 'tummy' 😭 like shut up!!! Shhhh!!! That's for later this is a normal conversation!!!!

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Fun fact: it's not just his own stomach that he gets flustered by. Try not to get caught staring, eh?

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He's shy lol

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(This sounds like something one of my characters would do...)

okay. but ✨consider✨

i am an alchemist, in need of a 🌻lovely someone🌻 to test my newest✨hunger potion✨ on.

💛you volunteer. i examine my handiwork and taunt you with food to make sure i made the potion correctly, asking you to describe how your tummy feels in, so i can document the effects… what could go wrong 🤭💛

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some hunger phrases that drive me up the proverbial wall (in a good way)

in no particular order

describing a character's stomach as neglected — i.e., someone telling a character "don't neglect your stomach," "you've neglected your stomach too long," etc.

similarly, someone describing their own stomach as a "greedy thing," "ridiculous thing," etc., when it growls audibly in front of another character — partly embarrassed, partly annoyed — especially if the hungry character tends to be stoic and/or downplays their needs often

describing a character's stomach as needy or demanding

referencing a need to settle or soothe a hungry stomach — like they put a hand on their belly when it's growling as though to soothe it, or when they eat they feel their stomach start to settle

whining they "need something in their stomach" — then attempting to quiet or silence it with something that will absolutely not work (i.e., water or a small amount of food)

saying someone's stomach is begging or complaining

away — grumbling away, growling away. i love the implication that it's incessant, can't be stopped. i imagine that the person is just letting make noise, resigned to it.

saying a stomach has been kept well-fed or left empty

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When can we see more of your art? I'm dying to see your character again 🙏

I still have one or two things in the backlog, but I should hopefully be able to create more content soon, provided I come up with new ideas. ^^;

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For the ask thing! 13 and 15!!

I can't exactly pinpoint when I realised this. I know I've been at least interested in it when I was much, much younger, but I hadn't quite realised the extent of it until I was a teen. It was the fact that I would actively search for content on YT, and certain content would make me feel a certain way that got me like, "Huh. This isn't just some weird interest anymore. This is something else..." And thus did I discover that I had one of the strangest kinks imaginable.

Ah, hmm... For me, it would be not only how it sounds but how it feels. I know I shouldn't, but to feel that rumbling through your stomach, paired with what can often be quite beastial growls just... it does things. Such feelings are often portrayed through personal kink art, albeit a bit more exaggerated.

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😳

Hunger kink ask game!

What's your favorite word for the sound a hungry belly makes? (gurgle, grumble, growl, etc)

Do you like more realistic hunger scenarios? What kinds do you like?

Do you like more fantastical, impossible hunger scenarios? What kinds do you like?

Do you like to be hungry yourself? What do you like about it?

Do you prefer for other bellies to be hungry rather than your own? What do you like about it?

When you're hungry, is your belly loud or quiet?

Does your stomach growl often or only occasionally?

What was your favorite time you were hungry?

Do you like hungry grumbling or silent clenching of the stomach more? Tell us why!

Do you like the idea of controlling someone's food (fictionally or not)?

Do you have other kinks related to hunger/bellies? (stuffing, vore, etc)

Do you like to tease your belly/other people's bellies? What's your favorite way to do that?

What made you first realize you were into hunger as a kink?

Who is a tummy blogger you've seen that you really enjoy their posts? Recommend a blog!

What is your favorite thing about hunger in general?

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Reminder to hunger kink blogs, make sure the stuff you're reblogging is from a kink blog and NOT an ED blog! Ik we've all made that mistake before but a reminder never hurts. You can usually tell the difference between hunger kink and ED based on the focus of losing weight and of course the tags themselves are a big giveaway