#🏠 stuck at home 🏠

[kwonhochi]

beautiful women named ⚠️EMERGENCY WARNING⚠️National Weather Alert keep jumping out of the shadows to scareme so badly thay i faint and th en they drag me to their beuatiful women center. located at My Address

[birthing1020]

🤰🏽, 3️⃣, baby 1: 🏠, baby 2: 🚗, baby 3: 🩺, baby2 is 🩲, baby 3 is 🦶, 💦⌛️. The mother unexpectedly goes into labour and soon gives birth to the first baby at home, they quickly begin to make their way to the birthing centre but end up being stuck in traffic causing the mother to birth baby 2 in the car with her underwear still on. Baby 3 is breach and mom starts to push just as they make it into the room at the birthing centre. All three babies are on the larger side making it slightly difficult to push out but it is very pleasurable for mom at the same time.

Tags: 

• female, triplets, orgasmic, overdue, larger babies

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Lucy was estimated to be 50 weeks pregnant and very uncomfortable! She wanted to go as long as she could without being induced, she wanted these babies to come out naturally, even if that included being severely uncomfortable for a lengthy amount of time — maybe her womb was just that comfortable for her triplets. 

Her eyes slowly opened as she peered over at her husband, soundlessly sleeping, she sighed with content as she knew her life would soon change and for the better. This was her new family and she was excited to get it started. 

“Good morning, sleepy head…” she glanced over at her husband who was groggily waking up. He draped his arm around his wife’s neck, pulling her into his side, his thick ��manhood’ pressing into his wife’s plump ass. “Good morning, sexy.” He kissed the side of her neck and wrapped his free arm around her very plump and protruding belly, he quickly laid his wife on her back and opened her legs, smoothly climbing in the middle of them; leaving light trail of kisses along her very pregnant body. 

This earned a moan from Lucy, her hips bucking forward as all she wanted was her husband inside her, his cock twitching in excitement as he watched his wife writher beneath. “I want you, baby…” she whined out then suddenly gripped her stomach and groaned. “Oh!” She gasped and looked between her legs, fluid clearly soaking into the bedsheets. “Is it— time?” She sat up and leaned over the edge of the bed, panting and grunting. 

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Her husband quickly came to her aid after covering up, he kneeled on the floor and propped her legs on to his shoulders. He grabbed the vibrator, knowing how worked up she was and wanted to relieve some stress. 

He flicked the device on and sat it on her clit, his hand slowly moving the device along her folds. This only made her throw her head back and moan in ecstasy, one of her hands rubbing her overly stretched belly and the other back on the bed to catch herself. “Honey — if you feel like pushing, we need to get these babies out of you.” Lucy nodded at the instructions, solely focusing on the pleasure that was being handed to her. 

“Oh f-fuck.” She panted out and bucked her hips, practically fucking the device that was inside her. She felt each and every contraction that was turned into pleasure with this little device. “I can feel them moving!” She grunted and opened her legs wider, the first baby shifting down the birth canal. Preparing to brace herself, she grabbed the sheet that was beneath her fingers and tightened her legs. “He’s coming!” She began to push and with the vibrations sitting perfectly on her clit, she orgasmed around the device and pushed her first babies crowning head out of her leaking cunt, her folds ever so slowly stretching out to match the size of the head. “Ohhhh!” She screeched out as her husband slowly pulled the first baby out.

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Lucy and Stephen cut the cord to their first baby boy, they bunched him into a blanket and secure car seat. Their plan was to finish birthing these babies at their nearest birthing center. Lucy draped her nightgown over her still heavily pregnant body and stepped into her panties, securing them around her widened hips. She rubbed her belly and sighed, hurriedly waddling her way to the car with her husband behind her. “Just two more babies.” She adjusted her seat back as he secured the baby into position. 

He started the car and they took off to the nearest center that was expecting them. A 25-minute drive can’t be that bad, right? 

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He rested one hand on her bump and rubbed her belly through the fabric. “You’re doing so good, honey.” He tried to positively encourage his wife, not knowing what could possibly be going on in her mind right now. As they were driving along the expressway he groaned as he hit the breaks from traffic that had not moved. 

He sighed, not realizing this was rush hour traffic and they could be here for an extended period of time. “Are we—are we going to move?!” Lucy spoke in a frantic voice, the thought of giving birth in their vehicle was a not ideal situation for her! And she had hoped this traffic was going to move one way or another. All the lanes were blocked, it’s not like they could cut the line or get out of the middle of this jam. 

“Just breathe with me, sweetie.” Stephen cooed at his more than anxious and terrified wife, he mimicked breathing for her to copy as she followed along. She groaned and took her seatbelt off, arching her back from the pain these new contractions were causing her. “I’m with you, I got you.” He soothingly stroked his wife’s hair, wanting nothing more than to be at the hospital for the remaining births, but sadly that was not reality for them. 

Stephen lifted Lucy’s nightgown and slipped his hand into her tight panties she managed to get on. His fingers ever so slowly rubbing the folds of her cunt that was just stretched out. Lucy gripped the door handle and grunted as she placed her legs up on the dash. This next baby was about to present itself. 

“I can’t give birth in a car!” She moaned and groaned, trying to fight off the urge to push as her husband was playing with her now laboring cunt. Of course, she didn’t last — between the pain and pleasure of it all, she was waiting for the next head to descend down the canal and she was waiting for the moment to push. 

“You’re going to give birth where they tell you to, we already did this in the bed.” He slipped his hand out of her panties as the traffic finally began to move again. They both sighed with relief as he glanced over at his still very pregnant wife. He took his free hand and cupped her panties, the bulge already protruding. “You’re almost done, sweetheart.” 

As he picked up some speed, she grunted and arched her back again. The next baby filling her canal more than the first one did. “This is gonna be a big one.” She groaned loudly as the head shifted down, the urge to push was there and strong. Pushing into her husband’s hand, she screeched and began to feel her panties expand, moving further away from her skin. “Oh, God. Stephen! It burns! The head is so big!” With her feet on the dash, she put her head in the middle of her legs and screeched as she pushed, the head steadily stretching out her folds and achy hole; she reached down and slowly pulled the head as the rest of the baby flopped on to her lap. Both parents sighing with relief as they head the newborn cry. 

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20-minutes had gone by and they finally pulled into the birthing center parking lot. Stephen parked and squeezed his wife’s knee. “I’m going to get a wheelchair — you stay here.” He hurriedly made his way into the building, checking in for them and grabbing a wheelchair so he could bring his wife and babies inside. 

Grabbing the car seat and pushing his wife that had their second newborn, he pushed them along the hallway and into the room where the staff was already on-hand. They grabbed both babies and took them away to get checked while he finally had a moment with his wife. 

He stood Lucy up and lifted her nightgown above her head, his hands softly resting on her extended hips. “Just…one…more.” He slowly kissed at her neck, leaving light trails. He laid her on the bed that was provided to them and rubbed at her thighs, earning a gasp and small moan. She was so vulnerable at this time and just wanted her husband. 

He walked to the front of hospital bed and spread her legs, his fingers grazing at her delicate and soft skin; he loved everything about this woman. Even the fact that she waited 50-whole weeks to birth these babies on her own. 

“Honey—.” Lucy groaned and grabbed her stomach, parting her legs as her throbbing cunt contracted in and out. “I think it’s time!” She groaned as her husband came to her side, his fingers back inside her tightening folds. His fingers eased up the tension as he pulled them in and out, making sure she was extra wet on the inside. 

“Just one more, sweetie.” He whispered in her ear as his fingers moved faster, bringing her closer to the edge. She could feel a shift on the inside of her body, her panting and moaning, bracing herself for the final crowning. “I’m gonna come! I’m going to come!” She panted out and squeezed her eyes shut. 

Just as she orgasmed, she started pushing and grunting; her legs shakily spread. “Okay honey, this one is looking breech. I need you to push harder.” He encouraged his wife and stroke her thigh, watching this new mother slowly but surely expand her dripping cunt. He reached between her legs and started to help pull between each push. “We just need a few more big pushes.” The size of this baby was bigger than the others, overly stretching each part of her fold and what once was a tight hole. 

“She’s stretching me out so much!” She grunted and braced herself again, between each push and pull, they finally got their last baby girl out with three big pushes and an overly drenched cunt. 

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

the girl next door 25

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.

This lewk but silverfox

You wait out in the sun until you feel its sear. You glance over at the house then the yard and stand. You leave your sketchbook on the table.  

You’re restless, not just because of the unexpected events, but because your run-in with Peter, and your turbulent return. You take the glass of lemonade and take a gulp, nearly choking on it. It’s sickly sweet, to the point you can’t even swallow it. 

You spit your mouthful back into the cup and keep it with you. You just want to go home and hide. You want to be out of the way.  

You head go down the deck steps and drift along the hedges. You glance again at the glass doors. Cautiously, you pour the lemonade behind the bushes. The flavour alone has turned your stomach. 

You wander along, pondering the fence. Could you just go home? Is Steve coming back? They probably won’t even notice. It’s their day, not yours. 

You come back up the wooden stairs and cross the deck to the glass door. You shade your eyes and try to see through. You back up as you see Steve appear. He opens the doors from the other side and smiles down at you. 

“What’s up, sweetie?” He grins down at you, his eyes narrowing on the empty cup in your hand, “thirsty? Want some more?” 

“Um, no, thanks,” you hold out the cup. “I’m going to go home. To my mom’s house.” 

“Ah, sure,” he accepts the cup hesitantly, “you feeling tired?” 

You nod and hug yourself. He steps out and slides shut the door. He touches your shoulder, rubbing it firmly, and you take a step back. 

“How about I walk you around?” He offers. 

You shrug and turn back. You grab your book from the table as he follows. The empty cup clacks down on the table as he passes. He catches up with you at the bottom of the deck steps and he walks you up the side of the house, sure to reach over you to pull the gate open. He lets you through as you focus on your destination. 

“Hey, sweetie,” he calls after you, “just wanted to say, this is home, right?” He looks up at his house and you blanch. 

“Oh?” You frown. 

“We didn’t get to it but yeah, no point in having two houses between us. Just gotta pretty up that old place and put it on the market,” he explains, “it’ll help pay for your mom’s care.” 

“Uh, right,” you teethe the inside of your lower lip. 

“Better start packing,” he winks.  

“Mhmm,” you hum flatly. 

“Anyway, you go get some sleep but if you need anything, you know where to find me,” he says. 

“Sure,” you murmur and turn away. 

You slink around the fence and down the pavement. You turn up your mother’s walk and keep your head down. As you get to the porch, you look up and stare at the front door. Everything is changing and you’re terrified. 

🏠

You put your sketchbook on the dresser, too uneasy to open it again. You have all this energy that you can’t center. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You’re stuck in that strange limbo brewing with dread and impatience. You want the change to happen already just to be done with it. Just to know what awaits you. 

You change into pajamas and tuck into bed. You only lay there an hour before you give up. You just can’t sleep. It’s so strange to be there all alone. Even if you know your mom’s just next door. 

You get up and tramp out to the front room. You turn on the television and find an old movie playing on the public channel. You lay down beneath the old quilt pulled down from over the back of the couch and one of the deflated cushions that came with the furniture. 

You yawn but you’re still painfully awake. You focus on the screen, your eyes glazing over with the shifting colours, as the low drone tickles your ears. The night hazes on in the glare of the television. You’re kept at the threshold of sleep by your anxiety, drifting slightly only to wake again, head pulsing and eyes itchy. 

The house feels alive as you hear new noises. Or ones you never noticed before. The breeze has a tree brushing against the eaves and the crickets seems to be louder than usual. And the walls and floors are obscured as you can’t see past the glow of the TV. 

You force your eyes shut and try to will your mind to stop. It's too much. You lay paralysed, trapped between the urge to get up and go to your bed and the exhaustion that keeps you from moving.  

A low, creaking sound crawls over you. What is that? It’s just your imagination. You’re overthinking it. Maybe it’s the TV, you’ve lost track of the plot. You blink at the screen as you hear a click which doesn’t align with the scene playing out. Your heart lurches and your eyes widen. 

Is that the back door? You’re trapped in horror. You don’t know what to do. Someone is there. You can hear them coming down the hall, stopping just short of the front room. Another whisper of hinges. They’re in your room. Oh god! What do you do? 

The retreat and their footsteps close in on you. The figure fills the doorway and you stare at it, trying to pick it out of the fuzzy darkness. You sit up and whimper, “please, don’t hurt me.” 

The silhouette looms, unmoving and unspeaking. You can hear it breathing. You shudder and brace yourself. 

The light flicks on and stings your vision. You cower as Steve stands in the shine of the overhead bulb. You gasp and bring your hand to your chest, trying to calm your heart. His eyes gleam oddly a his jaw squares and you see him force the tension from it. 

“Sorry, sweetie, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he chuckles, “I was just coming to check in.” 

You blink and look around, “what time...” 

“I know it’s late, sorry. Your mom’s been up and down all night and I finally got her asleep. I wanted to make sure everything was okay over here...” he steps up and frames his hips, “you didn’t lock the doors.” 

You stare at him. You didn’t. You forgot. The realisation scares you all over again. 

“You okay?” 

You nod and gulp. You’re not. His eyes flick down then up. You pull the quilt up over your chest as you feel the cotton of your tee shirt grazing your hard nipples. The chill in your spine has yet to recede. 

“You don’t have to stay here,” he offers, “if it’s too much.” 

“I...” you watch him, trembling as his eyes keep that glimmer. They look dark, as if they’re dilated. You wet your lips with your tongue. “I’m okay, I’m just...” your gaze skitters over to the TV, “watching a movie.” 

He clucks and steps into the room, “oh, what are we watching?” 

You sit up complete and fold yourself into a ball in the corner of the couch. He nears and sits on the other end. You glance at him and force the lump from your throat. 

“Um, I didn’t get the title. It’s an older movie.” 

“Ah,” he lifts his arm over the back of the couch, “mind if I join? Can't sleep.” 

“Er, I guess...” you mutter. How can you say no? He's already sat down. 

“I don’t mind if you stretch out,” he says and pats his lap, “put your feet up, it won’t bother me.” 

You shake your head, “I’m fine.” 

“Mmm,” his eyes reflect the light of the screen as he stares ahead. He’s watching it but something about his expression, the stone in his cheeks and the lines in his forehead, suggests that he isn’t really taking it in. “Thought you’d be knocked out, kiddo. After a day like today.” 

You don’t know how to reply so you don’t. You turn your attention to the movie. The black-and-white images are softened at the edges despite the remastered edition. You lean your chin in your hand and try to follow the dialogue. 

“Not exactly how I imagined my wedding day, either,” he says as his fingers twiddle on the back of the couch. “Funny how life is full of surprises.” 

“Mhm,” you hum, rubbing your cheek nervously. 

“Or my weddings night,” he scoffs as he pinches the fabric along his thigh, sucking his teeth, “I suppose I’m not what you expected either?” 

“Huh?” You flinch and look at him, “what do you mean?” 

He inhales and lets it out slowly, “just... you know... it’s all happened so fast, didn’t it?” 

“Oh, right,” you turn to the screen again, “I... yeah.” 

“Don’t worry, sweetie, we can figure this out,” he coos, “as a family.” 

[nukki93]

Ready for the flight home ✈️ 🏠

The changing cabin is great for big babies, too! Lots of space, own trashcan (carrying your wet diaper to the trashcan at the sinks can be embarrassing, especially if you get stuck between people 🫣 Why don‘t have mens restrooms trashcans? 😑)

♥️🔁

[writing-reference-redux]

Romance prompts!

60 ideas for writers and artists!

Either choose your own prompt, or ask your followers to choose for you by sending you a character or ship and the number or emoji. Also, let people know if you welcome combos (combining two prompts into a single story or art piece)!

😍 - At first sight

🥰 - All fluff, all the time

🤩 - Starstruck

😳 - That came out wrong

😢 - You can cry on my shoulder

🤒 - In sickness and in health

🪦 - Till death do us part

🐌 - Taking it slow

🦚 - Trying too hard

🚦 - Mixed signals

👽 - (Not) too different

💋 - First kisses

👂 - A familiar voice

🔒 - Lockdown (Happy to be stuck with you)

💅 - Getting all dolled up

👑 - You treat me like royalty

💍- Marry me?

🍼 - And baby makes three

🐈 - And kitty makes three

🐕 - And puppy makes three

💐- The perfect bouquet

🔥- Cozy by the fire

☂️ - You can share my umbrella

🍪 - Baking together

☕️ - Join me for coffee?

🥂 - A toast to us

🍷 - A little tipsy

🍽️ - Dinner date

🍦 - Ice cream date

🛒 - Shopping date

🎤 - Karaoke date

🛶 - Boating date

🛼 - Roller skating date

🚙 - Road trips and romance don't always mix

🩼 - Stay off of that leg, I'll take care of everything!

✈️ - Flying home to you

🛟 - You saved me

⛺️ - First time camping together

🏠 - The house that love built

📺 - ...And chill

☎️ - Waiting by the phone

💬 - Feel like chatting?

⏰ - Waking up beside you

💸 - We may not have money, but we have each other

⚖️ - Equals in every way

⚔️ - The art of love is the art of the fight

🔑 - I'll give you my key

🛁 - Join me for a shower?

🛏️ - Between the sheets

🎁 - A little gift to show how much I love you

💌 - Our old love letters

💔 - Heartbreaking

❤️‍🩹 - Heart-mending

📖 - A romance for the books

💤 - Dream a little dream of me

👋 - If you love someone, let them go

💃 - Play something we can dance to

🌶️ - Hot stuff

🎂 - Happy Birthday, baby

🎵 - Every old songfic is new again

[halodbethyname]

Planets in the Fourth House

🏠👶🏻🤰🏻THE FOURTH HOUSE: the home life, early childhood. Personal origins, one’s past, also the relationship to the mother and home. Planets in this house may have an effect on this relationship, as well as how one processes past events, and their home life.

☉THE SUN: the family and family welfare are important to this individual, likely always keeping this at the forefront of their mind when making decisions, family and home life are big sources of personal pride or identity. May come off as a homebody or even stuck in their past, relationship with the mother is emphasized.

☾THE MOON: emotional state often linked to home life, feels most comfortable in their own space, the relationship with the mother is likely significant. Family is often a high or the highest priority for these individuals. Can have welcoming/calming presence.

☿MERCURY: likely to create a comfortable/pleasant space for themselves in the home, may find creative or intellectual inspiration the most when at home or with family. Communication with the mother is highlighted. These individuals were likely well educated in their youth.

♀VENUS: venus does well in the fourth house, giving the native a pleasant and friendly disposition, altruism, humility, and also blesses them(with the best aspects) with happiness, comfort, luxury, convenience.

♂MARS: can breed resilience, one with strong determination and resolve. May be disharmony in the home life or relationship with the mother, but usually contributes positively to the native’s personal motivation. Independence is emphasized here and the individual may have to learn this to fend for themselves.

♃JUPITER: luck and opportunities may come to these natives most through the family and home, such as through inheritance. They may have a developed spiritual sense centered around the family or participate actively in their family’s beliefs. Jupiter loves the fourth house, and blessing its natives with a prosperous home and hearth.

♄SATURN: may have felt or even physicallybeen restricted as a child, likely due to the home life or mother(or more nurturing parent) these redtrictions may create reservedness in these individuals that they must overcome to benefit from the business success that fourth house saturn can give. As always with saturn though, diligence and dedication yield the only results.

♅URANUS: this may have been an unconventional home life and maternal relationship. May have even moved around alot or the mother may have had an unconventional method of providing. Independence is likely very important to them, often a desire to understand or calm the chaos that their domestic life can be.

♆NEPTUNE: vivid, deep imaginations. May spend a lot of time in thought of how theyd like their home to be, main goal may be to achieve their dream home. They are intuitive, especially regarding their home, family, mother.

♇PLUTO: power struggles within the maternal relationship. The mother may be domineering or controlling, or even manipulative. Feelings of safety in the home life may have been difficult to attain for these natives. Early intimidation they must overcome to unlock their personal and professional power

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m3 post-canon worldbuilding thoughts

🌏🐉🌞👷👇

🐲 the dark dragon is a real flesh and blood island-sized beast, but also a symbolic embodiment of the earth's love. she cherishes all living things, including humanity. she wept in her sleep when humans destroyed the world. once awakened, she circles the globe, slowly bleeding love and life and magic back into the soil.

🌱 the dark dragon's powers were overstated. though the message of sheer hope saving the earth works beautifully in the context of a video game ending - if we're breakin into post-canon fanworks, "magic will instantly solve the climate crisis & systemic political rot & grant us a clean slate" doesn't cut it for me. though the dragon grants them a second chance, humanity's still gotta spend the next several generations helping her restore the world. planting seeds, rebuilding from the wreckage of old cities, inventing sustainable tech and systems of self-governance, the whole nine yards.

🌊 when she came outta the ground, the dragon broke nowhere into pieces. it's now a sprawling archipelago of at least 100 islands. a lot of familiar locations remain mostly intact, but some places close to the needles (like osohe castle and the chimera lab) have been submerged and destroyed. much of the first few years postgame are spent mapping out the new landscape, and discovering new ways to navigate it. (kinda like how coming out of a traumatic living situation & grappling with ptsd involves re-contextualizing old memories & spaces, learning to navigate the world all over again, etc 🥲)

🏠 tazmily's got a big cliffside carved down the middle of town square, and a few broken chunks severed off, with steep ocean drops between 'em. the community comes together to restore their town with a web of stairways and bridges. though it looks like a shabby disaster zone at first, it takes on a charming and well-loved vibe over the years. maybe one day i'll find the time to sketch some scenes.

🚣‍♀️ the best way to get around the new nowhere is by boat. kayaks, canoes, and sailboats become quite popular. incidentally, most tazmilians had experience with ship-building & seafaring (that's naturally how they made it to nowhere on a big white ship). they'd locked this knowledge away with their memories, fearing what'd happen if they took to the sea again and discovered their dark history. as they gradually regain their traumatic memories, they also regain their capacity to engage with the present world.

🫠 without porky's influence, the folks he brought to nowhere are also slowly regaining memories & coming to their senses. these people find themselves stranded in a distant future, utterly misled, with no hope of returning home. most of 'em settle initially into tazmily, helping the villagers rebuild the only settlement left on planet fucking earth, whether out of the goodness of their hearts or sheer need to survive. it's an awkward adjustment. most everyone understands the state of mutual dependence they're all stuck in, and some folks (perhaps inspired by lucas) offer tremendous kindness to strangers. but others are reluctant to trust ex-pigmasks, and vice versa. others still lash out or self-isolate in vain frustration at the hopelessness of their situation, separated irrevocably from their homes and families. it takes several years for the last humans alive to really come to terms, and truly come together.

🐽 there's a splinter branch of ex-pigmasks who fuck off to the ruined highway islets where thunder tower used to be, declaring their ongoing loyalty to porky. they build a new settlement called "the pigpen." their poorly-organized isolationist stint lasts less than a decade, caving to a lack of supplies & the utmost generosity from tazmilians offering aid. the pigpen ultimately becomes a wholly benign settlement. some folks even move there for a change of pace. the vibe of the place starts leanin' toward punk culture, with post-apocalyptic garage rock bands and outcasts helpin' each other get by. (i think kuma & her wife live here. it's probably dcmc's home base too.)

🌫️ porky himself resides in the crumbled wreckage of new pork city, slowly sinking into the ocean over the course of 20 years. sometimes tazmilians come to salvage technology & supplies, but they learn to steer clear of the king's capsule. he's got nothing worthwhile left to offer humanity, and vice versa… (i've written 2 fics set here. i'm very normal and not at all sick in the head about the symbolic weight of this concept.)

🌲 lucas & isaac start a "ranger service" organization that preserves natural wildlife and manages chimeras. much of their work involves relocating troublesome chimeras to more suitable environments, dismantling their excessive weaponry, providing veterinary care & mechanical repairs. after some initial debate, it's accepted as a law of the land that all things have a right to live - even the most inconvenient of porky's lab experiments.

☀️ dr andonuts leads the charge in developing new sustainable technology, starting with a foundation of green energy tech that exists today. tazmily's powered by wind & solar farms (built mostly by ex-pigmasks, as an earnest show of repentance and solidarity). i think there's some carbon capture tech going on, tryin to reverse the lingering effects of climate change. i have a crystal clear image in my head of these funny clunky solar powered trucks they use for moving equipment, and i swear one of these days i'm gonna draw claus with one, trucker hat n' all, lookin' peak redneck in the driver's seat.

🚢 a few years postgame, a "world ship" is constructed - a vessel that can carry brave travelers to the old world's abandoned continents. they find no survivors out there. just lifeless ruins, and swaths of parched wilderness. lucas & pals take annual trips to salvage for precious scraps of history, survey the state of natural environemnts across the world, and help restore said environments through ecological work. i've written little snippets of this in a few fics… would love to write somethin wholly set within one of these expeditions one day, if i can come up with a solid story premise.

🏝️ another settlement crops up on the japanese island of kyushu (the nearest major landmass to nowhere). it's plainly dubbed "kyushu-two." much of the island's been submerged due to rising sea levels, but nowhere-folk are by this point used to a waterlogged seafaring lifestyle. a lotta non-tazmilians eagerly move here, itching to be "anywhere but nowhere." it develops a laidback and kinda artsy culture.

🤝 with only a few hundred people left on earth, a necessity to share resources, and a damning lesson learned from traditional systems of government, tazmily & other settlements become more or less anarcho-communist. though there are leadership roles, no one person is in charge of anything, and major decisions are made collectively by community members. i don't think they keep using currency, at least not for long. unlearning systems of hierarchy & authority is a challenge for many - even including some tazmilians, once they've regained their memories. call it a utopian fantasy, but they make the effort willingly, humbled by all that's transpired.

✨ new psychics are born at a higher rate than usual on postgame nowhere. (whatever "usual" is. i assume it's always been pretty exceptionally rare.) kumatora takes up the mantle of teachin' 'em how to use their powers, and passing down history the magifolk taught her. her worldly expeditions often involve seeking evidence of PSI in ancient societies - she's bringin' back stuff like PSI teleport and lore from dalaam & scaraba. she sees it as her duty to keep this knowledge alive, cuz she's the only one who can. (and to ensure future psychics don't have to feel lost & alone like lucas did, or like she did when her family disappeared 🥲)

🥼 claus has their eco-lab in the mothafuckin' arizona desert wasteland, developing new chimeras to repair ecosystems, y'all know the deal. it's kinda sad to think they probably won't live to see the full impact of their efforts - but then again, no one else will in this world, it's all a multi-generational effort. sweet to imagine in the long run there'll be lotsa silly & wonderful new organisms out there making the earth a greener, livelier place. i think they might even do some projects to revive species that went extinct when the world was destroyed. or at least, creating chimeras that can fulfill their likenesses and ecological niches.

🏃 a bunch of the characters travel around constantly i think. like lucas' home is tazmily, but he probably spends like 75% of his time elsewhere - expeditions, visiting loved ones, ranger work & odd jobs, etc. likewise for claus, kuma, duster, nana probably. dcmc tours on a big sailboat. flint might be one of the only major characters who mostly stays put. he gets sad if he leaves hinawa by her lonesome for too long.....

[oftlunarialmoon]

SHOWS on YOUTUBE part 2

Gravity Falls Full Episodes Gravity Falls First Episode! | Tourist Trapped | S1 E1

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E2 | The Legend of the Gobblewonker

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E3 | Headhunters

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E4 | The Hand That Rocks the Mabel

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E5 | The Inconveniencing

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E6 | Dipper vs. Manliness

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E7 | Double Dipper

Gravity Falls Full Episode | Irrational Treasure | S1 E8

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E9 | The Time Traveler's Pig

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E10 | Fight Fighters

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E11 | Little Dipper

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E12 | Summerween

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E13 | Boss Mabel

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E14 | Bottomless Pit!

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E15 | The Deep End

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E16 | Carpet Diem

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E17 | Boyz Crazy

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E18 | Land Before Swine

Gravity Falls Full Episode | S1 E19 | Dreamscaperers

DuckTales Season 1 Full Episodes

Phineas and Ferb Full Episodes

Welcome to Jurassic Elmore! 🦖 | The Fight | Gumball's Mega 3-Hour Compilation | Cartoon Network

50 MINUTES Of SpongeBob's Krabby Patty INVENTIONS! | Nickelodeon Cartoon Universe

Sunday Super Marathon! - Adventure Time | Cartoon Network

Season 6 Marathon! Finn and Jake - The Way of Family | Adventure Time | Cartoon Network

We Bare Bears All Season 2 Episodes | Cartoon Network | Cartoons for Kids

Bluey Seasons 1, 2, and 3 FULL EPISODES 💙 | Unicorse, Mini Bluey, Pass the Parcel, and More! | Bluey

Bluey Seasons 1 and 2 FULL EPISODES 💙 Baby Race, Movies, Ice Cream and more! | Bluey

Bluey FULL Episodes Seasons 1 - 3 💙 | Featuring Dad Baby, Faceytalk and more! | 2 HOURS | Bluey

The Shell | Gumball 

Girls Night Out BEST Episodes! | Teen Titans Go! | ��@dckids‬

FULL EPISODE: Haunted | Teen Titans | Cartoon Network

Spookiz: The Movie | Cartoons for Kids | Official Full Movie

Unicorn Academy FULL MOVIE Part 1! | Cartoons for Kids

Kim Possible Valentine's Day Episode 💘 | S4 E4 | Full Episode | The Cupid Effect | ‪@disneychannel‬

Totally Spies! S1EP09 - Model Mayhem Madness! | Full Episode 👗

Totally Spies! S1EP10 - Gladiators Gone Crazy: Spy Showdown! | Full Episode ⚔️

Totally Spies! S1EP11 - Silicon Valley Spy Tech Takeover! | Full Episode 📱

Stuck in the Middle First Episode | S1 E1 | Full Episode | ‪@disneychannel‬

Stuck in the Sweet Seat | S1 E2 | Full Episode | Stuck in the Middle | ‪@disneychannel‬

That's So Raven First Episode | S1 E1 | Full Episode | ‪@disneychannel‬

Baxter's Back 🏠 | S1 E1 | Full Episode | Raven's Home | Disney Channel

The Suite Life on Deck ⚓️ First Full Episode | S1 E1 | The Suite Life Sets Sail | ‪@disneychannel‬

That's So Suite Life of Hannah Montana | Full Epiosde | Crossover | ‪@disneychannel‬

Hannah Montana Vs. Mikayla Full Episode | Hannah Montana | ‪@disneychannel‬

Liv and Maddie Full Episode! | What A Girl Is Episode | S2 E10 | Rate a Rooney | ‪@disneychannel‬

Can't Always Get What You Carpet | S1 E6 | Full Episode | Wizards of Waverly Place | ‪@disneychannel‬

Lizzie McGuire Back To School Full Episode | S2 E14 | Just Like Lizzie | ‪@disneychannel‬

Lizzie McGuire First Full Episode! | S1 E1 | Rumors | ‪@disneychannel‬

Even Stevens First Full Episode! | S1 E1 | ‪@disneychannel‬

Crazy Ten Minute Sale 💸 | S1 E1 | Full Episode | Wizards of Waverly Place | Disney Channel

First! 🎥 | S1 E1 | Full Episode | Bizaardvark | Disney Channel

Gabby Duran & the Unsittables First Full Episode! 👽 | Disney Channel

Wizard School, Part 1 | S1 E13 | Full Episode | Wizards of Waverly Place | ‪@disneychannel‬

Wizard School, Part 2 | S1 E14 | Full Episode | Wizards of Waverly Place | ‪@disneychannel‬

That's So Raven Full Episode | S3 E10 | True Colors | ‪@disneychannel‬

The Ghost in Suite 613 👻| S1 E19 | Full Episode | The Suite Life of Zack and Cody | Disney Channel

Zack & Cody Reservation Full Episode | S1 E14 | The Suite Life on Deck | ‪@disneychannel‬

Good Luck Charlie Time Travel Episode | Full Episode | ‪@disneychannel‬

The First Episode of Good Luck Charlie! | S1 E1 | Full Episode | ‪@disneychannel‬

The First Episode of Girl Meets World 🌍 | S1 E1 | Full Episode | ‪@disneychannel‬

Rockers & Writers | Full Episode | Austin & Ally | S1 E1 | ‪@disneychannel‬

Transplanted | S1 E1 | Full Episode | A.N.T. Farm | ‪@disneychannel‬

A.N.T. Farm Calling All The Monsters Full Episode | S1 E14 | mutANT Farm | ‪@disneychannel‬

NEW SERIES PREMIERE of Disney's Villains of Valley View 💥| Full Episode | S1 E1 | ‪@disneychannel‬

[preppy-donkey]

Hiii ❤

I'm preppy donkey ❤🐴

I am a beginner artist ✒

Current fandoms I'm interested in:

Tales of Arcadia 🔵🧌/Gravity falls 💫🌲/Steven universe💎/Mia and me (s1-2)🧚‍♀️ 🦄/she ra 2018 👑/ Emily wind snap 🧜‍♀️/old monster high 👹/ever after high👑👶/kipo 🐆💗/My Little pony g4 (g5 movia was pretty good /mlb 🐞🐈‍⬛️/the owl house 🦉🏠 / Amphibia 🐸/Harry Potter👦⚡🧙‍♂️

My AU's

(Some of these I haven't posted content for yet)

Su x gf:

Post Steven Universe Future

Gravity falls next summer

Steven has travelled for a year now and he has a van with a warp pad on the top haphazardly tied there by his father.

The twins practically begged their parents to go back and see their grunkles when they came back from their trip.

Greg who is Stan's younger brother who was born after Stan moved out got Steven a job for the summer to reconnect to his human side

Steven gets massive headaches when going inside the mystery shack and he doesn't know why. It's because he is a dream walker and the force field they used for anti-billifing the shack affects him.

Steven has corruption scars and horns and a short stubby tail but he shapeshifts them away in public.

This is so long sorry ❤

Changeling!Jim Au:

Tales of Arcadia post RoTT

Au where Merlin's potion turns jim into a changeling.

He can take off the armor!!!

Everything happens the same

In wizards the shard stops him from changing back and forth so he is stuck as a troll

At the end when he turns back time he remains a changeling and Clair remains a shadowmancer (very inexperienced one though)

The new troll hunting team is Eli, Steve and toby

Also aja has the same skin colour as krel ❤️

Mia and me redesign (WIP):

Complete Mia and me redo lol

Mia is basically elf disabled, her wings are too small to fly with because she is from earth and not centopia.

Elves have quaint little villages that have little lanterns lining the streets 💗 .

Dark elves are magic and when threatened can draw weapons from their scars, the bigger the scar the more dangerous the weapon

Violetta is a half dark elf when she goes to centopia.

Vincent goes to centopia at some point and rescues mia like Sara does except s3 is not canon to this au.

Mlp draconequus of friendship au

Mlp but Twilight is a draconequus

Shining armor found Twilight's egg while adventuring and twilight's family has raised her like their own ever since

Until the feel twilight has enough magical potential to go to Celestia's magic school

When Celestia meets twilight she sees her as a threat and locks her up in a library to become her assistant

Over time Celestia suppresses her magic enough so twilight is always by her side and runs errands for her

Celestia gave her a dragon egg so she could learn patience by waiting for it to hatch but she accidentally hatched it early and spike came out deformed with too many eyes and no wings

The story begins when twilight is sent to make sure everything runs smoothly for the summer sun celebration.

Twilight moon au:

Mlp but twilight is Luna's daughter

THIS IS EXTREMELY WIP!!!

Kipo mute AU:

Kipo grows up only knowing her mute side

Kipo's dad is horrified when he escapes his burrow and his little daughter turns into a tiny jaguar

He finds a new burrow and locks his daughter in his room, to protect her.

During an earthquake she escapes.

Monster falls AU

Basically a tweaked monster falls

Dipper seeks adventure, he finds a cursed lake, he falls in, he is never the same again.

The monster curse is passed by touch

Mabel = unicorn centaur

Dipper = deer centaur

Stan and Ford = were-bears

Wendy = were-wolf

Candy = lizard thing idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Grenda = rabbit shifter

Soos = merman

More to come...

My original stories

None yet ✌️

That's it go home

[pumpkinbirth]

Build-A-Birth thing: 🤰🏽 1️⃣ 🏠 with the baby coming out much faster than expected. Thx in advance!

I leaned against my headboard, catching my breath again.

Despite what everyone told me about labor taking quite a bit of time, it felt like I was progressing fast, almost too fast. My contractions had only started earlier in the afternoon, and now, just a couple hours later, they were practically one after the other.

Its lucky that I was planning on a home birth in the first place, I thought, because now I was sure there's no way I'd be able to make it to a hospital in time. In the scant time between each intensifying contraction I managed to undress, setting up nearly every pillow I had at the head of my bed so I could comfortably lean back on them.

"H-hoohh, easy there..." I breathed, resting my hands atop my belly. Once again I felt it tightening as I stroked over the swell, and I finally let myself bear down just a bit, only wanting to relieve the pressure however I could. But soon I let out a shocked moan as I felt it, the incredible feeling of my baby's head already passing through my cervix.

"A-already...??" I moaned, feeling slightly panicked. My water hadn't even broken yet but it felt like I was about to give birth at any second now. I spread my thighs further apart, the cool air of my room giving temporary relief to my laboring cunt. By now I'd foregone the half pushes and decided to let my body do what it needed to, even if it felt far too soon.

It wasn't long before my efforts were rewarded, and I squealed with surprise as my water suddenly broke, soaking my bedding through. The pressure felt different now, and I placed a hand between my slick legs just in time to feel my baby already beginning to crown. Excitement rushed anew through me, and at the next opportunity I gave it all I had, pushing hard. If this baby wanted out right now, then I'd make it happen.

I braced myself against my headboard, trying to regulate my breaths as I felt myself stretching even wider to accommodate the shoulders. This was the part I'd been mentally preparing myself all week for, having thought I'd be stuck at this stage for hours. But instead, my progress only paused for a moment before I felt it turn, and I let out a final moan as my baby was born at last. As I brought it to my chest I glanced outside, huffing out a tired laugh. It wasn't even dark outside, yet.

[tanaisokay]

☀️ ~ Hello There ~ ☀️

Nice to meet'cha! I'm Tana!

✌️✨ and I am just a mediocre writer ✨✌️

With the fall of twithole, I have made my home in the wonderful world of bsky 🦋 - However! - I am wanting to expand my reach back into Tumblr as well. I more than likely won't use it as much, but I am going to try.

I am a very tired lady that tries to see everything as a good time and I never try to take anything too seriously. I can be very sarcastic, so in turn, please never take anything I say too seriously... Unless I'm going on about History and I apologize ahead of time for the way my mind word vomits information. I am also a firm believer that: 👏ALL👏CONTENT👏IS👏GOOD👏CONTENT👏. So regardless of my stances, I appreciate a lot of fandom content.

Disclaimer; I am just a writer and that's all I will be. I am not one to really interact in terms of OC roleplays or story building, because I can be very overbearing and in people's face with my ideas. That has caused a lot of tension and I have lost friendships over it. So, I wish for that to not repeat. ☺️ I have also pulled away from interacting overall because my opinions are strong and I don't wish to interject on anyone's own world. However, if I do interact, I expect nothing in return. I have been gotten negative backlash & exclusion over past attempts to be friends with fandom peeps (in all fandoms btw). This is because as just a writer, me interacting with artists is seen as looking for freebies or leeching. Um, no. I don't need freebies. I spend my own money on artwork I want from artists, I don't need people to give me things. While I am very grateful and always cherish pieces given to me as gifts, that has never been my intention with making friendships nor will it ever be.

The disclaimer comes off harsh, I know, except at this point - I'm not taking my chances. I am going to take the time to explain my stance when it comes to stuff like this, so people understand that my boundaries are as such.

Always have been & always will be~✌️😋

Socials:

🦋 | ✖️ | 🏠 | Discord: Tanaela

Important Tags:

#Hogwarts Legacy | #Aster Button | #Julia Rose Taylor | #my writing | #my coms

💚 Get to Know Me 💚

Credit for the questions down below go to @xxsabitoxx

❤️ how tall are you?

5'9 ft or 175cm 🧍‍♀️

🧡 what is your sexuality?

🩷💛🩵 Pan

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

My green eyes ~

💚 where are you from?

New England, USA - Born, Raised and Stuck 🫶

🩵 do you have any pets?

Recently adopted a 6m kitten that I named Junebug 🪲

💙 do you have any siblings?

One younger brother! He's getting married next year ~ ☺️

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

Patient, Outgoing, Magnetic, Daydreamer, Tired

🩷 dream job?

Entomologist 🪲🐝🐞🕷️🦋🐜🐛🐌

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🔥DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS🔥, Video Games & Writing

🎂 when is your birthday?

July 10th

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

☀️ Cancer

🌑⬆️ Sagittarius

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🇬🇷 Greece! I traveled all over Greece when I was 25 for about a month, and the entire country is a second home of mine.

🎵 favorite artists

KREAM, Tycho, flor, Poppy, Ariana Grande and so many EDM artists that I can't possibly list them all.

🎧 last song you listened too

crystallized - Poppy

📝 last thing you wrote

Sub!Sebastian Sallow enjoying a beautiful shibari session with breathplay and tender aftercare.

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

Living until 30 🤷‍♀️

🍓 favorite food

🍝😋 Pasta!

🍊 favorite season?

🌳🌱🌺 Summer 🌻🍃🌿

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

Fix-it Fics - Death to the Author

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

My mind husband and OC, Lennick 💚

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

Utah, Hawaii, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Winnipeg CA, Quebec CA

AKA; any where my best friends are because I want to be with them.

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

Historically Accurate 🤓

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

Being booksmart so I could go into Sciences at college and be an entomologist 😵‍💫

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

When I was 11 years old! I've been writing since then and it's been a solid 21 years! 🤭

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

With my pigheaded mentality to fix everything and fill in the shitty plot holes that exist in video games & shows

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

More than likely my Free! fanfics from 2014/2015 on DeviantArt. I wrote Four Thousand Trains, Melody Relay One Shots & Paralyzed Water

🔍 what character(s) do you enjoy writing for the most

Aster Button (HL OC) - she is mostly a self insert, so her thoughts are my own. It's nice to have an outlet through her.

Julia Rose Taylor (Yu-Gi-Oh! OC) - My spitfire baby girl. She's fierce and loud. She is an angry side of me that doesn't take any shit and I love her for it.

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

Seto Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters) - It's because fandom is very particular about Seto in general. It makes it hard to write him in a way that feel genuine because there's so many obstacles you have to weave through.

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

My Yu-Gi-Oh fics, to be honest.

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Legacy) & Mokuba Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters)

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

Varric Tethras (Dragon Age), Alexios (Assassins Creed Odyssey), Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Legacy), Mokuba Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters)

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

Pathetic Masc!Sub x Gentle Fem!Dom, BDSM in general, Chastity, Orgasm/Touch Denial, Overstimulation, Sensory Deprivation, Shibari, Male Humiliation & REAL Aftercare 😚👌

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

I don't have fanfics, but I have best friends with the most amazing original characters with such indepth backgrounds, so I'm listing them~

Bestie Terri's Mavis/Vicki, Bestie Fam's Saoirse/Twi, Bestie EB's everything they create, Bestie Vig's Sybil/Henry/Hiro/Kazi, Bestie Chelsea's Whistle, Bestie Mo's Aaryn, Bestie Wisydora's Saya, Bestie Vivi's Yomi, Bestie Card's Val, Bestie Ellie's Iona, and so many fucking more...

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

University! Uni was so fucking hard and I hated every second of it. That was a pretty dark time in my life and I'm so glad I was able to push through it.

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters. It has gotten me through so many hardships. Plus, I was able to accept that I won't have children of my own and doing what I wanted in life. So I am able to project that want and need onto my son, Mokuba. While also able to create my own story that fulfills my want for family and strength.

[birthing1020]

🤰3️⃣ 🏠(alone) 💦 ⏳

Tags; Female, triplets, home, orgasmic birth, overdue

You rub your sensitive and heavy belly, being a week overdue and on this hot day, you were not enjoying this pregnancy! Your partner was at work and you were stuck at home until you felt it was necessary for these triplets to come into the world. It would be hours alone at home.

It was uncomfortably warm this day, as you slowly sat up and waddled out of the bed, you threw your pajama top off. Your breasts already heavy and ready to be milked, your nipples hardened at the soft fabric being tossed off your body.

You looked in the mirror at your newly found body, your belly super tight, the belly button protruded. Your thighs thicker and your ass had gotten wider — but, your partner loved the new you and what your triplets had done to your body, he had much more to grab.

You pulled your panties down and stuck your bump into the air, the weight of your triplets making it nearly impossible to even see your feet! You could barely move, but you could see everything in front of your mirror — and you had the sudden urge to use your small and handy vibrator.

You waddle to the bathroom and grab the silicone device. You kneel in front of the mirror, your bump almost touching the ground, but you could maneuver around to reach your eager clit. You flick the device on and allow your hand to go to town.

~~~~~~~~

Throwing your head back, you shut your eyes and moan. “Ooooh.” You bite your lower lip and grunt at the sensations of your clit being taken advantage of. You spread your legs to their full capacity, your bump hanging in the middle, but that didn’t stop you from taking advantage of this moment — it was something you needed to have!

You thrust your heavy hips forward, your vibrator circling your sweet spot. The sensations making you shake and moan louder, the fact that you were home alone meant you could scream and it didn’t matter. You kneel higher, using one hand to raise your belly; giving you full access to your soaked cunt, you were so wet and it made this experience much more erotic!

“Oh God, oh God!” You chant out and push your vibrator inside you, the speed only going faster as you climax around your toy. Your hand squeezed between your thighs as the most intense orgasm ripples through your core. “Holy shit!” You grunt out and as you pull the toy out, fluid trickles down your thighs and it wasn’t the aftermath from your toy.

~~~~~~~

You were all too sensitive from your climax, but it was time and you couldn’t call for help. You position yourself in front of the mirror, your cunt in full view, pulsating from the intense climax that pushed you into labor.

Your hands now cupping your cunt as you lye on your back, you are now panting from all the sensations happening to you at once. You spread your lips open and begin fingering yourself, you throw your head back and let out a pain-filled and pleasurable moan. The contractions now tightening your belly, but you needed to concentrate on getting all three of these babies out.

Your hips buck from the pain, but you moan loudly from your fingers playing with your clit. You watch the mirror as your cunt begins to contract and loosen, your finger moving faster as you feel the urge to push. You grunt and brace yourself. “Ohhh!” You screech out and cum around your fingers, between the pushing and coming, you begin to feel the head crown. You pant and screech again, your lips slowly opening as a head slides out. You fall back and pant harshly, both hands slowly pulling out the first baby in your grasp. You quickly bring your baby to your chest and cut the cord, lying the first baby down, you knew you had two more to push out of this achy cunt.

~~~~~~

After you catch your breath, you slowly stand up. With one hand rubbing your belly that was eager to push another baby out, you waddle your way into the living room.

You sit on the arm of your couch, you planned on using this fabric to toy with your leaking cunt when another contraction hits.

“Please come out for mommy.” You whine and plead with the babies that were still stuck in your womb. You began toying with your nipples, milk slowly squiring out of the most sensitive buds. You moan and grunt, leaving a well deserved mess on the floor in front of you. You spread your legs back open, your chest and breasts pushed into the air as you began going back to town on your throbbing clit.

The more aroused you got, the more drenched were your fingers and it drove you over the edge. Your breathing intensified as your belly contracts all over again and you knew it was almost time for your cunt to expand. You breathe deeply, standing yourself up through the pain. With one leg on the couch, you grind your pulsating cunt on the fabric. “Oh~.” You moan out and hiss in pain at the same time, your liquids soaking into the fabric, but pushing yourself into something stiff felt so good!

Your hand met the fabric of the couch and your bulging vagina, you felt the pain of your second baby shifting, slowly pushing its away down into your birth canal. You were so close to crowning! You just have to keep edging yourself ~. Your fingers go back to town, rhythmically tugging and playing with your clit. “Ooooh!” You hunch over and moan loudly, your hormones now all over the place with so much pleasure and pain at hand.

Your second baby now shifts into place and the crowning is about to begin. Another contraction hits your hardened belly and you push your cunt into your hand, with one leg extended on the couch, you squat down and begin to push. “Please. Come. Out. For. Mommy!” You screech and push down, your fingers forcing open your lips as a head falls into your hand, the other quickly playing at your clit. Between the sensitivity, you come hard around your fingers as your baby falls out.

You pant and catch your breath — one last baby to go and you had a world of surprises for when your partner gets home. You cut the cord and lye your baby down, preparing for the last birth of the night.

~~~~~~~~~

You waddle over to your birthing ball, your legs too exhausted to remain standing, your leaky breasts ready to be played with and you were ready for one last climax to send you over the edge.

You position the birthing ball in front of the mirror, so you can watch your cunt be played with. You sit down and rotate your hips, the thought of riding a cock about now made your lips soak in arousal.

“C’mon baby, just slide on out for mommy.” You coo at your belly and rub the underneath. “You need to meet us all and I need to take a break.” You watch the mirror and rub your more than filled breasts, milk leaking out with each touch. They were fuller than normal and dragging down, but you needed to do something to speed up this last birthing process.

You begin to bounce and moan, the ball doing its job at keeping your hips in place. You watch the mirror as liquid trickles down your legs again. “That’s right, baby. Please slide on out.” You try to negotiate with the baby in your womb, exhausted was such an understatement as you just birthed two babies.

You move your hips forward and back, thrusting with each rotation. “Oooh! Please!” You moan out and play with rub on your clit, the anticipation and ecstasy picking back up. The last and final contraction overtakes your belly and tightens it back up. Your fingers move faster, the falling all too natural at this point. “Oh! Oh!” You feel the last baby shifting down into place, now entering the birth canal as the urge to push gets stronger — and stronger — this last climax should end it all.

You toss your head back and screech out in pleasure and bliss. “Holy shit!” With one final push, your baby slides out in full as you come around your fingers. You shake and groan in pleasure, your insides now sore and sensitive — you were so glad for this experience to be over.

Until next time.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

the girl next door 6

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.

This lewk but silverfox

You can’t remember the last time you had the house to yourself. Even if your mother’s just next door, it feels a little lighter around there. And you’re happy for her. Maybe having Steve around will be good. He can be an outlet so she doesn’t have to put all her frustrations on you. 

She was happy when she left, even excited. That’s another rarity in your life. 

You start your day off with a tea. The apple cinnamon bags are a bit old so you use two. You bring the cup into your room and get your table set up with your pencils and sketchbook. You open the window to let in the sunlight, the natural light much brighter than the yellowed bulb above. 

You know your mom would tell you to do something more useful than just scribble in your sketchbook. You got the dishes done last night. Steve offered to help but you deflected as you foresaw your mom’s disapproval. You can’t let company pick up your slack. 

You try to wipe away the anxiety of last night. It’s over now. You shouldn’t have worry very much about it again. 

You finish your tea. It’s cold by the time you get to the dregs. You sit back to look over your sketch. Your eyes feel a bit fuzzy from hyperfocusing on that one stamen. You rub your brow and yawn. The sun shifts and you look over at the old alarm clock on your nightstand. It’s close to noon. 

Something else catches your eye. You look up at the window across from yours. The curtain ripples around the gap before it’s pulled open from inside. Steve stands on the other side of the pane. Can he see you? 

You can’t tell as he turns away without acknowledgement. The glare of the sun should hide your room well enough. You never really thought of it as your blinds are closed more often than not. 

You get up to rinse out your cup. You stretch your legs as you pace in the kitchen. You’re restless. You’re so used to your mom and her demands and expectations, that having your own time feels aimless. 

You could surprise your mother with dinner. Have it in the oven when she comes home. It’s still early but you can make something more than boxed macaroni. It will be a good cushion to fall back on when you remind her about tomorrow’s appointment. 

🏠

When your mother returns, you can see the fatigue around her eyes. For as little as she goes out, you’re not surprised. What strikes you, is how happy she is. You help her to her recliner and she sighs as she leans back. 

“Such a nice man,” she keeps repeating.  

You smile and let her regale you with a recounting of her day. Still, you can’t help but wait for the pendulum to swing back to normal. She leans her head in her hand, her eyes distant. 

“I swear, the universe sent him to me,” she says, “it had to. It was how much I need someone.” She drops her hand and traces her finger around the armrest, “sick, got a lazy daughter, stuck in this damn house...” 

There it is. You frown. You mash your hands together and waver. 

“I made dinner,” you offer. 

“I don’t want KD,” she snips. 

“I made... I made shepherd’s pie,” you offer meekly, “should be almost done.” 

“Hm, wondered what that stench was.” 

You frown. “I can put it in the fridge for tomorrow. Be good to have something we can just heat up after the doctor’s.” 

“Doctor?” She grumbles, “eh... I forgot.” 

She slumps and her eyes dull. You can’t help the pang in your chest. Sometimes you wish it was you who was sick. It feels like you deserve it more than her. 

“Hopefully it’s good. If you can get the surgery--��� 

“Surgery!? Surgery. You keep going on about the damn thing,” she barks. “They can’t fix me, girl, get that through your head.” 

“I know, mom, but they can help--” 

“Like you help me? Crittering around here like a rat!” She hits the armrest violently, “would ya leave me be?” She closes her eyes and turns her face away, deflating once more, “ruined a good day...” 

You sniffle and slowly turn on your heel. You should have known better. You should have just left her alone. As much as she rants about you staying in your room, she prefers you there. Out of sight, out of mind. 

🏠

The next day, your mother doesn’t say much. Her silence is just a bitter as her words. You don’t push it. She gets in the car without argument and you set off into town. Even if she says it’s a waste of time, she listens intently to the doctor and answers all his questions. It’s only when she has to go through the tests that she shows her agitation. 

After some hours spent at the specialist clinic, you’re free to go. Your mom is just as quiet. You feel her mood roiling in the air. Her hand is shaking to the point that she’s hissing at it. 

You steer down to the corner and linger at the stop sign. 

“Mom,” you squeak, “you want some orange julius? A treat for the way home?” 

“Don’t talk to me like a damn child,” she snarls. “Let’s just go. I’m tired. Got no blood left in me.” 

You nod and bite your tongue. Maybe you can just put her to bed. Her naps are a respite, though you find yourself anxious in the silence, terrified of waking her prematurely.  

As you pull onto the suburban avenue, you slow and approach your drive. You pull in and shut off the engine. You get out and go around to help your mom. You open her door and she hauls herself out, tisking under her breath. 

“Didn’t see him,” she mutters. 

“Good afternoon,” Steve’s voice answers your question before you can ask. You look over the hood as he waves from his porch, “busy day?” 

Your mother steels herself and forces a smile, “just went to the doctors.” 

“Oh, everything okay?” He asks. 

“Sure,” she chimes, “just some tests. Nothing serious.” 

“Good to hear,” he stands behind the porch railing, arches crossed, “day’s not over yet. Still lots of time to enjoy the sun.” 

“Mhmm,” you mom grabs onto your wrist, shaking you as leans into you. “Nice day out.” 

“I was gonna do up a milkshake, if you ladies wanted to join me I got plenty to go around.” 

“Milkshakes?” Your mother considers, “mm, I’d have to change out of these.” She looks down, “smell like a hospital.” 

“Sure, take your time,” Steve says, “how about you, honey? I got strawberry. You seem like a strawberry type.” 

“Eh, she’s more a vanilla type,” your other cackles. “Plain.” 

“Got that too,” Steve ignores the joke. “I understand if you’re tired out though. Don’t wanna be too desperate over here, just wouldn’t mind the company.” 

“I’ll be over soon,” your mom assures him, “she’s got some laundry to do.” 

She keeps hold of you and points you towards the house. You help her inside, even though she does her best to hid how she clings to you. Her steps are uneven and stunted. You get through the front door and help her sit on the chair you keep by the door, just in case. 

“Goddamnit,” she’s shaking pretty bad. “Help me, you dumb girl.” 

“I... I don’t...” 

“Get my goddamn inhaler. I forgot it this morning.” 

“Oh, uh, okay.” 

You hurry down the hall and to bathroom. It isn’t in the cabinet. You go back out and scan the table. Not their either. You find it next to her recliner. You wish she’d keep it one place. You go back to her and hand it over. 

“I’m gonna go over,” she says before she huffs from the canister, “you’re gonna stay here. Out of my way.” 

“Alright,” you agree. You prefer that anyway. 

She takes a minute before she gets up. She shooes you away and you retreat to your bedroom. You sit on your bed and wring your hands, waiting as you listen to her. She doesn’t say goodbye before she leaves. Only the front door slamming lets you know she’s gone. 

You exhale and pull the fold out table up to the edge of the bed. You open your sketchbook and stare at the pencil. You don’t feel like drawing but you have nothing else to do. You just sit, looking at the amaryllis. You can pick out every flaw in your work. You close the cover and frown. 

A knock startles you and you stand up. Oh gosh, it’s probably Marge. What is it now? Is the siding too stained? Are the steps crooked? You get up and shuffles down the hall. You open the front door, hiding behind it as you poke your head around. 

Steve has the screen door propped open against his elbow. He holds a tall glass filled with pink, “here. Figured I’d bring this over.” 

“Oh, uh, thanks,” you accept the condensating glass, a wide straw poking out of the whipped cream topped drink. 

“Maybe next time you can pop over too,” he suggests, “I’ve been working on getting the pool going...” he grins, “it’ll be a good summer for it.” 

You nod and look down at the milkshake. 

“Really nice of you,” you say. 

“It’s nothing, sweetie,” he puts his hand on the door above him, looking down at you, “enjoy.” 

“Uh,” you look at him then at the straw. You don’t want to be rude. You put your lips around the tip and take a sip. “Mm, yup, good. Thank you.” 

His blue eyes stick to you and he drags his hand down the door, “I’ll make a deal. You come over to see the pool when it’s ready, and I’ll make you another. How about that, sweetie?” 

You push your lips out. It’s not nice to say no. He didn’t have to bring you the milkshake or invite you. You shrug. 

“Okay,” you agree, “erm, thanks again.” 

He nods and taps the door frame before he steps back. He gently closes the screen door and you watch him through. He turns and strides down the stairs. You shiver as the cold glass numbs your fingers. Hopefully, he forgets about the pool thing. You don't even have a suit.

[girl-next-door-writes]

Build-A-Festive-Fic

The Holiday Season is approaching and so I am launching my Build-A-Festive-Fic.

Rules:

Step 1- Pick a character that I write from the list below.

Step 2 - Pick up to 4 emoji’s, one from each category you will find beneath the cut. You don’t have to choose one from EVERY category, you can simply pick fluff and 1 emoji if you wish.

Step 3 - Send me your choices in an ASK! I will not be accepting dm’s for this one guys.

THINGS TO NOTE:

All my blurbs will be fluffy character x reader because that’s the lane I am sticking in.

I will only be accepting 10 so get your requests in asap.

Characters I will write:

STAR WARS: Hux, Poe

HARRY POTTER: George Weasley, Remus Lupin, Ominis Gaunt

SHERLOCK: Mycroft

ALSO… Spencer Reid, Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson

Set 1: Choose 1 from this list.

🎉 Crowded Party

☕️ Coffee Shop

🎭 Intermission at a Show

✈️ Airport

🏀 Sports Game

Set 2: Choose 1 from this list

👀 best friends to lovers

😍 mutual pining

😐 Forced proximity

😘 Flirting then realising feelings have been caught

🍼 Seeing them with kids/baby

Set 3: Choose 1 from this list

😴 Putting your head on their shoulder

🥹 Wearing their hoodie

🧁 Making you taste test

🤭 Tugging you closer by your waist

😳 Eyes Meet across the room

🫂 A hug that gets deeper

Set 4: Choose 1 from this list

🌡️ ‘I’ll keep you warm.’

🏠 ‘You feel like home’

💕 ‘You’re so cute, you know that?’

🫶 ‘You know you’re stuck with me, right?’

🤡 ‘Don’t you dare!’

[writing-reference-redux]

Whump Prompts

60 ideas for writers and artists!

Either choose your own prompt, or ask your followers to choose for you by sending you a character or ship and the number or emoji. Also, let people know if you welcome combos (combining two prompts into a single story or art piece)!

Be aware! Some of these prompts may be triggering! Proceed with caution if you have sensitivities to certain whumpy subject matter!

🤢 - It was probably something you ate

🤒 - Fever dreams

😢 - Where's the comfort?

😷 - Better safe than sorry

🥶 - We have to get you warmed up

🌡️ - Heat exhaustion and other summer fun

🌊 - Heavy surf

🏊🏼‍♀️ - Against the (rip) tide

🛟 - Overboard!

🔆 - You forgot to put on sunscreen, didn't you?

🏖️ - It would have been safer to stay in the water

👂 - Auditory issues

👀 - Eye scream

🐺 - When animals attack

🌳 - Why were you climbing a tree in the first place?

🍄 - You ate a wild what?

🌼 - I didn't know you were allergic!

🔦 - Whumped in the darkness

⚡️ - High voltage

🔥 - Where there's smoke...

🏈 - Tackled

🛹 - I told you you couldn't do a kick flip!

🍽️ - Cooking accidents

🍗 - Slow down before you choke

🎲 - The most unlucky day

🚗 - Road hazards

✈️ - Is there a doctor onboard?

⛺️ - Whumped in the woods

🍴 - We'll find food soon

🥤 - There has to be water somewhere

⛈️ - A storm's a'coming!

🌪️ - When the wild wind blows

🏠 - Most accidents happen in the home

🔪 - Getting stabby with it

🔫 - Bang!

🏹 - Bows and arrows

🩸 - That's a lot of blood

🪤 - It's a trap!

💊 - Did you take your medicine?

🦠 - The virus

🫁 - Just breathe!

🫀 - What does a heart attack feel like?

🧨 - Firecrackers are dangerous

🎢 - Having "fun" at the fair

🪜 - Watch that first step

🪟 - Destination defenestration

🛁 - Tub slippage

🕳️ - Down, down, down...

🩺 - Worst bedside manner ever

💀 - It's (just) a (mild) concussion

💉 - I know you hate needles, but you need this!

🪡 - You need stitches

🩹 - Quick fix

🦴 - It's definitely broken

🩼 - You really should stay off your feet

🛌🏼 - Stuck in bed

💤 - Just try to stay awake

💬 - Keep texting until I get there!

🫂 - You're safe now

💋 - I'll kiss it better

[pupilofbast]

🔮🏠☕️🧹🌿💎 💫 ⭐️

🔮 What's your favorite form of divination? What's your least favorite?

I love my tarot and oracle decks. I'm also beginning to really enjoy my pendulums

I wouldn't say "least favorite" but I'm not crazy about astrology or numerology. I'd still like to learn them but I'm like terribly skeptical about those

🏠 Do you have an altar? What do you keep there?

I do! I have one for Bast, Sekhmet + any guests, a general working altar, and an ancestor altar. I keep imagery of them, statues, crystals, card decks, perfumes and oils, journals, prayer beads, and art I made for them.

☕️ Coffee or tea? What's your favorite brew and how do you take it?

Coffee, but I like both. I just like any coffee that's like medium-dark. I don't like it too light

🧹 What's your favorite cleansing method?

Smoke, but if it's late at night or my parents are both home and will complain I'll use selenite or tourmaline. Although one time I was sick with covid and couldn't do smoke of course, so I used my humidifier. It worked just the same

🌿 Do you incorporate plants or herbs into your practice? Which do you work with most?

A little, yeah. Mostly as offerings to my deities, but I'm also trying to bond with herbs right now through putting them in my food more often. I like lavender and rosemary. I'm trying to get into working with mugwort but I haven't found the time to start

💎 Do you use crystals or rocks in your practice? Which do you work with most?

Yes lmao, like on the cleansing question. I've used them for spells a couple of times. It's mostly as offerings or for cleansing and protection. I think selenite is the most used, but if you wanna count my first pendulum I also have bloodstone

💫 Is there a common practice within the witchcraft community that you are skeptical of or disagree with? If so, why?

That deities or spirits have to reach out to you first. I think more people should just hit them up and go "Hey I think you're awesome, I brought you some water. Can we hang out?" You can get some pretty good results this way, surprisingly

Also the way people will stick herbs and crystals on a melted layer of a glass candle. That makes me so anxious. I want to support your business and get my spirits some candles, but I don't want a fire hazard in my house

⭐️ When and how did you start practicing? What drew you to witchcraft?

I always spent a lot of my atheist life wishing I had something to believe in. Something to fulfill me. Then in like early 2022 when talking to my wife I was like "I wish I was like those witchy people on TikTok they look so happy to have this life" and my wife was like "You can just do that right now" and I was like "But I'm too skeptical :("

But it stuck with me and I wanted to try anyway. I consider October 2023 the time I actually started. It's been a great year of learning, exploring, and connecting