strixarine

[strixarine]

you wake to the soft glow of sunlight, spilling around the edges of the blind and gently lighting the room. you stretch a little, a quiet sigh of contentment escaping your lips, before snuggling back down into your blankets…

you’re warm and cozy and just a little bit sleepy still. as mornings go, this is pretty nice, but gradually you become aware of something that isn’t quite so calm and cozy…

you didn’t eat much yesterday, too busy running errands and dealing with life admin. a cup of coffee here, a handful of crackers there, you did eat a little but nothing substantial. and by dinner time, you were so tired that all you wanted to do was tumble straight into bed and stay there…

but you’re paying the price now…

you slide one hand down to smooth over your abdomen. on the surface, your tummy is soft and pliable, but there is a gently tightening tension inside, ravenous hunger building in the pit of your belly…

you breathe deeply into the empty space in your abdomen. the pain feels good, but it does hurt, a knot pulling tight in your tummy, all that tension inside your empty little stomach…

your tummy growls suddenly and you exhale slowly, tracing a careful circle over your belly. it feels so good, the way the grumbles echo through the cavernous space inside…

but the tension is building again, you can feel another rumble brewing in the pit of your stomach. it feels like a big one, and you know that you’ll be stuck in this half-pain half-pleasure state for a while until your belly finally decides to let the rumble loose…

you rub your tummy gently, pressing your fingers into the hollow aching softness. a few little grumbles rise up from your belly, but the centre of your stomach still feels tight…

your belly hurts…

a deep hollow growl rips through your abdomen and you groan softly, pressing both hands to your belly. your stomach churns furiously, sending delicious little flutters all through your empty tummy…

it takes a while for your stomach to quiet down. the deep growl knocks a few smaller rumbles loose and your tummy squelches and groans before finally letting out a gurgly little whine…

you pat your belly gently, it definitely deserves breakfast after that performance…

one last tiny growl rumbles forth, sounds like your tummy agrees…

[strixarine]

We've always been a fan of having OC couples of which one of them lays on the other's belly frequently. They proudly proclaim it as their favorite spot, or sometimes they just naturally gravitate towards it ...

Maybe it is their perfect place to rest simply as a pillow, but with most of my own characters being creatures, there's inherently more to it. Perhaps they are more sensitive and receptive to touch thanks to their fur or feathers, so feeling their partner's stomach rumbling would be a comfort. Perhaps their keen ears find the content, busy gurgles of a full gut digesting soothing. Perhaps kneading their claws into their partner's stomach could help with a stomachache, or digestion, or even coaxing more grumbling out for their own indulgence ...

I also love the trope of Character A resting on Character B's stomach as B stuffs themself silly. They get to rest there and listen to all the wet sloshes and grumbles as more food enters their beloved ... Feel their usually thin tummy begin to bulge out into a nice, pleasant curve they can run their paws over ... Notice the shifting of air from deep within their gut before it's all pushed out in an explosive, satisfied belch ... How lucky A is to have been blessed with such a partner

Goodness, I need to see more characters who favor laying on stomachs. A plethora of beautiful scenarios could come out of that ... But we will absolutely be doing our due diligence to ensure that trope is perfectly occupied~... 🧡🧡🧡

[strixarine]

I've always adored the concept of just how hungry some beasts (perhaps dragons) are after they awaken from hibernation ...

After slumbering for a whole winter, you finally are drawn awake by the first comings of spring. The dreaded snow has melted away, the cold no longer pierces past your fur/scales, and the foliage has shifted to a pleasant green.

You're awfully groggy, thirsty, but above all, there's that gnawing, empty feeling within your middle. You run your talons over your sunken in gut, which had previously been so round and pudgy to the touch before you fell into your months-long slumber. As though aroused from its own hibernation by your touch, your belly cramps up for a few seconds - but the discomfort doesn't last long. Deep, rolling rumbles vibrate under your talons, relieving you of your pangs.

Oh, how confused your belly is. So empty after being so consistently filled to the brim with food, churning away everything into soft, goopy chyme to add more to your autumnal figure. What had happened?

Yet, you lay there, still trying to gain your bearings. You can hardly think straight, much to your chagrin. This was always your least part of waking up from hibernation, and even though you had woken up without company, your stomach would provide more than enough.

Deep, long growls that were hardly audible, to raucous grumbles that'd break the peaceful silence of your den, your stomach didn't seem like it'd ease up on its complaints. Perhaps, once you are more awake, you can sate such a ravenous beast... but not at this moment. You'll remain resting, rubbing circles into your middle, thankfully not minding the noise. Though, the uncomfortable aches speak a different tale for you...

[strixarine]

Hello, hello~!

Welcome! We are the Dreamer's Hideaway collective, but you can collectively refer to us as Tuomas, Amaranth, or Juno!

THIS IS AN NSFW ACCOUNT RAN BY AN ADULT. MINORS, DO NOT FOLLOW. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. On that note, please have your age in your bio else I will also block you

What You'll Find:

Tummy thoughts !!

Mainly hunger, stuffing, weight gain, and vore (with digestion/reformation). The occasional transformation too !!

General NSFW, perhaps

Art on the rare occasion, but don't expect it often

All of our ramblings are generally creature-centric, but you're free to imagine them as whatever you wish

Most thoughts will be hurt-comfort. Or simply comfort

Oh yes, did we mention ... dragons?

You Will Not Find:

Bathroom kinks

Overly cruel scenarios

Inflation

Roleplay

Anything promoting eating disorders

I will ... probably list more when I think of them

More About Us, Tags, and BYF Below the Cut~!

I'll keep it brief since this is simply a side kink blog ...

About Us:

We are a fictive-heavy, exclusively nonhuman system

Bodily black/Asian and 22. Some of us identify with different ages, but we are all adults

Collectively nonbinary. You can just use he/she for us all~!

Main Posters:

🪐 Synkki (he/it/they + neos) - Self-indulger. Chaotic eldritch being. Freak. Space dragon creature thing. Loves vore !!

🦋 Wayfarer (they/it/he) - Fluffy time god dragon. Very into stuffing

🌌 Siff (he/they) - Catboy. Just generally around sometimes

All will use sign offs (name and emoji). The host (Amaranth) does not use them for himself ^^ !! There are more of us, but they don't partake in kink stuff. They will sign off appropriately though

Tags:

Stuffing: #decadentindulgence

Hunger: #desirewithin

Vore: #pickyourprey

Digestion/Reformation: #doublefacecarnivore

Weight Gain: #enviousindulgence

BYF:

I don't do DNI lists, so I'll list general things instead

I am a leftist. Very far left!

I'm a queer POC

Fuck off zoophiles, racists, LGBTphobes, pedophiles, proshippers, etc. Not even a question

I am plural-inclusive. I do not judge system origins and I expect others to share that same courtesy with me

If you DM us, do not expect us to reply. We do not entertain other people in private unless we know and are friends with them

We request that if you know our other accounts (besides our Bluesky), you do not associate us with it ^^ just for our own comfort and separation