#BLESSED FR

[spicyraeman]

im a simple man, I come back from a month long hiatus and immediately go to the lae'zel tag

[seatawinan]

[matcha-lemonade-enthusiast]

you know sometimes it feels like the world is ending and the sky is falling, but then you see your favorite fruit that’s supposed to be out of season rn at the grocery store. then you make mulled wine, and watch your polyamorous maritime medical procedural drama on network tv. it really is the little things in life :))

[shadowseductress]

from model-skinny to goddess-thick

[karovke]

literally me everyday

[thebellearchives]

listen yes i know it was an easy level but i’ve never felt this accomplished in my life, i’m terrible at rhythm games 💀

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[hookhausen]

They’re so… UGH 😫😫 Both fine as hell

(Also not promising anything but maybe the second part of Eyes Don't Lie will come out tomorrow🫡)

[diabeticgirl4]

it's such a quick subtle moment, but I really appreciated the teamwork of grog having percy land on him in their fall (+supporting him w his fist!) so he wouldn't have to slow down in his chase for ripley

[irrlicht-ghostfront]

people are... reblogging a fic I wrote??? This is such an unused feeling gosh 😭

[starlightseraph]

“Everybody Lies” (2004) // “Everybody Dies” (2012)

[odetokeons]

congratulations to ineffable bureaucracy for being the first queer couple ever to plan to run away together and ACTUALLY succeeding at it!

[ssessame]

Just gege washing his San Lang’s hair 🧡

[hualianschild]

[boringsideeffect]

Wymack saw Jean’s one (1) duffel bag containing all of his earthly possessions and went NOT AGAIN

[housecow]

something about people that don’t seem like they’d be into feedism gets me... they may be active in their community, well-liked, in shape, they might make healthy choices often. no one suspects they’re outside of the norm in any odd way. sure, people wonder why they just haven’t settled down yet—they could find someone, right? easily?

but no one knows that their eyes linger a little too long on the 400lb woman they see at the grocery store. no one knows how they fantasize about being between those monumental thighs—how they don’t mind if they have to fuck rolls or a belly button if access is just too limited. maybe that’s the way they want it, too. no one knows that the sight of morbid obesity accompanied by an overfull grocery cart of fattening, processed food is enough to distract them for hours.

after all, it isn’t normal in any way to want to make someone fatter. despite knowing that, 200lbs just doesn’t seem like enough anymore. they fantasize about getting a dedicated fatty to completely lose control. they know they’re getting deeper into this rabbit hole. their friends bring up someone normal sized, someone conventionally attractive, and they can make a comment or two to play along but fuck. the only thing on their mind is what an extra 200lbs could do to her.

and that’s just so fucking underrated. it’s all about the descent of the feedee, usually, which is understandable—we’re giving our bodies and minds to the cause. being fat is hard.

but with feeders, it’s so much more.. sinister. they can have everything, they know what they like and can get it—but the idea of fat lingers. they will want to squeeze, caress, kiss, bite, or maybe just cuddle up to the mass they’ve helped cultivate. nothing else can fill that hole and they know it.

maybe i can’t lose this weight, but you can’t get me out of your mind. that’s the power here, i think.