Feedism POV
[Reader x Caring Feeder]
CW: Feedism, Weight Gain
“Okay, and 3… 2… 1! That's the last of it! Great job gorgeous!” Your feeder exclaims, that familiar goofy smile spreading across her lips as she looks in awe at your swollen, bloated form. Eating this much is hardly a rare occurrence for you by now, naturally, eating enough on a daily basis to put the average family of 4 to shame, yet your feeder remains as giddy as ever.
Her endless optimism seemed paralleled only by her drive to make you grow, yet she was perfectly aware of how important aftercare was to you. She gently brushes your cheek with her hands, a smile plastered across her face. “See? That wasn't so bad! You did such a good job baby! I'm so freaking proud of you!” she adds, her hands slowly exploring as they make their way towards your soft, yet incredibly over packed stomach.
She knows exactly where to apply pressure in order to make you burp, a great relief after such a large feeding session, during which she'd been as much a cheerleader to you as a feeder. When you started dating seriously, you were far smaller than you are now, always struggling to find a feeder who matched your drive, looking out for your needs. Yet once you'd met her, there truly was no going back for you.
She'd taken you from simply “fat” to enormously obese. Long gone were the days of getting dressed alone, showering alone and standing alone. These changes certainly did scare you at first, but each was made so intimate, so tender and so loving that soon you could never imagine wanting to do anything alone again.
Constant positive affirmation and reassurance were her methods of keeping you happy, pampered and, more importantly, loved. Tender kisses placed on areas of yourself that you had previously disliked, her cooing as you completed even the simplest of tasks, nights spent making you feel important.
Yes, her endless love has spoiled you. It had gotten you used to constantly being the most important person in any given situation, yet neither of you could think of a single reason as to why this was anything other than an improvement.
You feel her as her lythe, energetic fingers dance across your stomach as you sink further into your post-stuffing haze. You can feel as they gently circle your rolls, causing you to burp repeatedly, relief washing over you as you finally have the room to breathe. Her brilliant, excited smile makes your heart flutter as you look down. Endless enthusiasm, an endless pull to make you ever larger, more comfortable and pampered.
“Okay baby, are you ready for more?”
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The "Sansa reminds Sandor of his sister" motive that some people try to hitch to his character really just flies in the face of his actual attachments to her, doesn't it? Sansa reminds Sandor of himself. He sees the little boy who used to love knights in this girl who's been swept up by the same romanticism. He sees his abuser in her abusers, the much larger knight(s) beating on the helpless child. He sees how she is betrayed by every level of authority that should have saved her and remembers his father's neglect and Tywin and Robert's apathy for Gregor's crimes. He's protective of Sansa because he was Sansa.
And GRRM's design, that one of the strongest warriors in the series, a fearsome and cynical 6'8" guy who's "muscled like a bull" and has the face of death itself, sees himself in this soft and effeminate teen girl, and empathizes with her because he was an abuse victim too, is INFINITELY more compelling than "Oh yeah I bet she just reminds him of his sister," who he's never mentioned and who we know literally nothing about. Way to unnecessarily water down a character, you couldn't have ignored the black and white text more efficiently if you tried.
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this is the stupidest crossover possible but I want Tim to make House his doctor
yes that House
why? He needs someone who is very good, will not give up or send Tim out to a different specialist just because his medical condition is difficult, will not be overly concerned about the danger Tim puts himself in, and will lie on Tim's medical records AND to Batman/Bruce Wayne/all of the Bats without hesitation or fear.
House is and will do all of those things without hesitation. He has no shame, no boundaries, he WILL get into a public fight with Bruce Wayne if it means keeping that man out of his patient's (and House's) business. He will help Tim lie to and gaslight the rest of his family without hesitation.
in exchange, Tim is his favorite patient. Not because they get along, necessarily, Tim is a know-it-all little shit and they constantly bicker and House hates how practically every facet of Tim's existence is a lie (and Tim thinks House is a smug know-it-all jackass who is needlessly cruel and callous bc he thinks the world owes him and never delivers just bc he's in pain, news flash a lot of people are in pain and manage not to be assholes) BUT, 1, Tim brings him really interesting cases and problems, and 2, Tim NEVER lies to House about his medical conditions or what he was doing when they happened.
He lies about literally almost everything else under the sun TO everyone else, but he is 100% completely upfront and honest about his medical history and what is going on with him with House.
admittedly it takes a while for House to realize Tim ISN'T lying to him because some of the shit he says is completely insane ("the vigilante thing is pretty obvious but what do you MEAN you got the Apocalypse virus TWICE, AND SURVIVED, AS A FOURTEEN-FIFTEEN YEAR OLD")
but once he realizes Tim doesn't ever lie to him, he becomes House's favorite patient because at least TIM gives him all of the data he needs as best he's able the moment he asks. At least House doesn't have to waste his time following up on bogus information or figuring out the truth, he can just get right into the meat of the medical issue at hand.
also it's so fun to lie directly to Batman's face, know the man knows, and know he can't do anything about it
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Tell me what y'all think of this headcanon:
CCs get their own quarters, but sometimes they'll sleep in an empty bunk in the barracks.
It's an unspoken thing. CC will check the logs and see which squad might have a space open, which happens on occasion. Regs say that clones can't be swapping bunks and rooms all the time, but this is one of those things that a command clone is kind of above.
Getting your own quarters is a privilege. The privacy is novel. The silence can be unbearable.
The clones spend almost their whole lives falling asleep to the sound of their brothers breathing. So sometimes a commander will bunk with a squad. I headcanon that after Teth happened and the 501st went from a formidable foe to just six men, Rex and those six men all slept in the same barracks.
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”—ah. seems like mother goose has been playing around in your egg salad. if you won’t dance to that tune, I got others.”
honestly, the would you kindly scene is whatever to me*, code yellow is the more interesting violation/betrayal of the body because of how beautifully it escalates the Fontaine reveal/betrayal and shows how ugly some of those ‘locks and keys’ that Tenenbaum mentions are. not only have you been a tool in another man’s hand this entire time, it goes deeper. your body is not your own.
*there used to be a meandering thought here about the would you kindly scene, but it was really just talking around the fact that I spent way too many years seeing people discuss it in the most insufferable and reductive ways possible when it’s a combination of three or four other things that make that moment compelling lmao
collage credits: heart one/heart two
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!
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