#it's a really cute name tbh!

[voluminous-violet]

hi :3c

i have a writing prompt for u

cute transgirl finds some pills that promise to make her lactate and make her tits grow, but finds out it has some unintended side effects when she rapidly gains weight and turns into a big fat hucow

VM: Girl I'm telling you, this is a bad idea.

CH: What? You said you were onboard with transitioning!

VM: Yeah! In a safe way, with a doctors help not some random back alley website???

CH: Whatever, be jealous when I'm rocking sick curves and you're not, besides that site was fine?????

VM: HALF OF THE MEDS ON IT WERE FOR FUCKING ANIMALS???

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Ok this clearly wasn't going anywhere and besides it didn't really matter, both girls were on opposite sides of the country so it's like either one really had any physical impact on the others actions. Terra looked down at the bottle in her hand and dragged a thumb across the label. "BeST MILK" was scrawled in big white and black spotted letters across the front, with dosage instructions and ingredients in increasingly smaller text written on the side.

Terra didn't care what her friend thought about this, she was tired of not having the fattest milkers on her street and she was going to fix that tonight, besides what's the worst that would happen? They don't work? Oh no she wasn't $13 dollars and shipping on junk pills and maybe she could re-gift them as a laugh. Pressing down on the lid and twisting, the cap popped off and she shook out a handful of the pills into her waiting palm. She had be denied the body she wanted, no, the body she deserved for a long time so it was time to start macrodosing this shit.

She slapped her hand up to her mouth and jammed all the pills in, and then promptly brought up a glass of milk and sipped enough to wash them down. How many had she actually taken? She didn't really know more than five less than ten but it didn't matter, Terra needed desperately to know if these pills worked and she was going to find out tonight. It wouldn't take long for the changes to start effecting her body, but it definitely wasn't in the way she had been expecting.

There was a warm sensation spreading throughout her body, but for some reason it seemed to be located in her belly and thighs currently. As Terra looked and reached down, she quickly knew why she felt so warm. The jeans she had been wearing were quickly losing any slack they had once had and were rapidly shifting into skintight leggings rather than pants. As she legs softened and plumped up, she noticed her shirt starting to ride up, her belly beginning to pour out with new rolls of fat sagging down over her waist.

"W-what the fuck? These were supposed to make my tits fat not make ME fat! What is this shit!?"

Quickly she picked up the bottle and spun it around to read the back, though not before she let out a muffled as she rubbed her tree trunk like thighs together, something that would be happening a lot more on its own now. Looking at the back of the bottle, she realized her friend might have actually been right after all. 'Bovine Somatotropin! Growth Hormone approved by the FDA for increased milk production in cattle! Use one (1) pill per Dam and calf, not for human intake, do not mix with lactose!'

"They sold me fucking cow pills? W-well what the fuck is it going to do to m-MRUUUUOOOOOOOOOO-e?!"

Both hands instantly shot up to her face and clasped over her mouth. Did she just fucking moo? Shit shit shit, this is bad is going to turn into a cow? Is this permanent? Is- wait why does her shirt feeling wet? Terra's panic was cut off when she glanced down and noticed the growing wet spots over her nipples on her shirt. She had a feeling she already knew what this was but she had to make sure, So slowly, she brought a finger down and poked at the wet spot, just enough to both get some of the liquid on her finger, and enough to draw out a breathy moan. Her hips bucked a bit but she quickly regained her composure as she lifted the finger back to her face. While she was doing this she couldn't help but watch as her tits were steadily swelling, stretching her poor top even further than her fat frame already was. Once she had finally worked up the courage to sniff her finger and lick its tip, she knew what was going on.

"M-milk...?"

Before she could even question it anymore a series of events happened in quick succession that would escalate her night to one of ecstasy. A loud ripping noise behind her clued her into the fact that her jeans had lost their fight with her new ass, as her panties were now exposed through the massive tear in her jeans. Her breasts surged outwards, pushing her shirt up and turning it into a glorified scarf. And nipples started burning, leaking like mad and begging to be relieved. All of these happening at once was too much for the girl and quickly brought her to her knees. Needing to desperately empty herself, she lifted up one of her now massive tits and shoved her nipple in her own mouth, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of her own thick, rich milk. While the other nipple was being pinched and tugged with her other hand, sending streams of milk through the air in the room.

Not a lot was going through Terra's mind at this point, but she did know two things at that moment. The first was that this was in fact money well spent, and the second, was that she knew exactly what was going to get her friend for Christmas...

[proxythe]

girls like girls

[kokokulto]

looking through a prism

[louscurls]

this might be an unpopular opinion lol but I hate evan kinard as a name. i need them to keep their names as is or hyphenate them into buckley-kinard/kinard-buckley.

like I'll read a fic and it'll suddenly go down some monologue about how much buck hates the buckleys and his last name and how he wants to get rid of it. and idk I just don't think that's the case. buck for some odd reason doesn't hate his parents as much as we the audience hate them. he maybe doesn't like them but he doesn't hate them as much as we do. tommy also doesn't like his dad, he's compared his dad and gerrard and said they're basically the same. neither of these men have good relationships with their fathers.

if we're saying buck would jump at the chance of changing his name, why wouldnt tommy also jump at that chance? maybe he wants to become a buckley cuz at least buck and philip have seen each other in the last year? heck maybe they make up a whole new last name and they both change their last names. idk. I have a bone to pick with evan kinard as a name lol I guess I just don't get why buck needs to change his last name to get away from the buckleys or w.e. when the person he's with also has a bad relationship with his father lol

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The No-Girlfriend Rule

YA contemporary

a girl who wants to get into d&d to connect with her boyfriend (whose own group has a ‘no girlfriends’ rule)

and joins a group of girls whose game allows her to come out of her shell, and realise she doesn’t need to put in the effort for a boy who doesn’t put any effort into her

while also dealing with her anxiety and a growing crush on one of the girls in her group

[deus-ex-mona]

how it started:

how it’s going:

[feroluce]

Thinking tonight about Caelus, and the nature of his loss and his grief after the Everything that went down in Penacony during 2.0.

Because Acheron, Black Swan, and Misha kind of knew of Firefly, they at least met her, but they didn't like really know her, and Caelus never even got the chance to introduce her to the rest of the Astral Express Crew. The only person who would have talked to her much was Sparkle, who is. Probably not really someone Caelus is interested in grieving with skznmsks

Anyway, all this to say, I like thinking about how alone poor Caelus is in his grief, because he was the only one who knew Firefly. He's the only one really mourning her. There's no one to talk about her with. There's no stories to trade or memories to reminisce with anyone over. It's not as though he knew her for long, but still. No one else knew her at all.

And I love the thought of all of this coming bubbling up, hot and acidic and bitter, during a conversation with Sampo, who Caelus just so happens to run into in the Golden Hour. Poor Sampo is kinda blindsided, he knew shit was going down in Penacony, but yeesh. And he just. Isn't quite sure what to say about it all, because he's never really encountered this before. His feelings about the Masked Fools are...a mixed bag, but he's been a part of them for a very long time, and when you're with a close organization like that, it's hard to feel alone, in grief or otherwise.

So Sampo sits there on their little bench that the two of them have occupied, and he thinks of his old friend April, how she'd died in his arms cackling and spitting her own blood after a heist gone wrong, and how after he'd dragged himself back to the World's End Tavern they'd all held a Fool's Funeral- which is basically just a big party where everyone gets really really drunk and reminisces and toasts the dead and celebrates their life.

He still thinks about her a lot, and he remembers how the time he'd most keenly felt her absence was on Jarilo-VI, the one place where he couldn't talk about her because he couldn't say anything to give himself away as an alien. The Fools still tell stories about her every time he goes back to the Tavern. His first toast of the night is always in her name. Even now, all these years after she'd died, Sampo is still learning new things about her. He's never had to grieve her alone.

Caelus doesn't have any of that.

He might never have that. As they speak, Caelus has no proof that Firefly was even her real name, or if she dreamt with her true appearance. He might not ever find out who she even was.

And just imagining that kind of loneliness hollows out a strange little pit, right behind his sternum, deep between his ribs.

So Sampo claps Caelus' shoulder and offers him a deal. Come find him outside of the dream. He knows a guy who can get them a lot of beer for really cheap-

("Is that guy you and your five finger discounts?" "Whatever do you mean, dear friend, I don't even know the meaning of the phrase, hehee.")

-and they can hole up in a bar or a hotel room or something, and get completely shitcanned. Tell him all about Firefly, tell him everything, and he'll tell Caelus about April and everyone else he's ever lost. Sampo will carry Caelus' memories of Firefly with him, and at least this way, Caelus will be a little less alone in remembering her. And the next time they cross paths, Sampo will be the one to bring her up, and to tell her stories, and Caelus can get to be the one listening. He won't have to be the only person to talk about her anymore.

Caelus rolls his eyes when Sampo avoids another remark about sticky fingers, but...ok, yeah. That sounds good. Nice, even. Thank you. Caelus bumps his shoulder against Sampo's. Sampo bumps back.

(They find each other again the next day, and true to their word, get themselves completely and utterly shitcanned. Caelus talks more than Sampo has ever heard him; every minute detail, every word choice, Firefly's every odd little mannerism and habit. Because Caelus wants to make sure this will outlive him, that even if the Stellaron dwelling within him finally burns him to a crisp and he really does up and kick the bucket, or even, godforbid, if he forgets, he wants to make sure someone remembers her. She deserved that.)

((And it takes quite a while, after that. Caelus doesn't see Sampo again until after everything has settled down. On his last day in Penacony, he finds the guy slinking out of a seedy back alley and all but runs right into him. Sampo happily leads him to some dive bar in an even seedier back alley that Caelus has never even heard of, and Sampo raises his glass. "To Firefly! Who sounds like she probably would have hated me at first, but I would have liked to have met her anyway."

And Caelus stares at him, almost looking startled, long enough that Sampo worries that he's read him wrong and brought this up too soon. He's halfway into planning how to talk himself out of this situation when Caelus finally throws back his head back and laughs, tells him that yeah, Firefly would have politely called him out on every lie he told, and all their conversations would take twice as long with the way Sampo is so full of shit.

And he can see it, the same way he watches and sees through everyone, that Caelus' eyes have a tightness to them, his knuckles are nearly white around the handle of his mug. But he smiles. He hits his glass against Sampo's far too hard and throws it back and gets foam everywhere like he does every time they drink because the guy's about as elegant as a raging bull, but those things don't lessen the genuineness of his smile.

The grief is there, but so is the elation, and those emotions aren't a sliding scale between one or the other. It is all of both and both at once, and that's what contents Sampo enough to throw his own mug back when Caelus makes a toast of his own, "to April!!".))

[astrolotte]

What if... Timmy was the first one to call Peri "Poofie" when he was a kid...

[koka-mi]

I'm trying to replay kyoko's route in pmmm portable and it is so much harder than I remember it being :'D

[beanghostprincess]

OH MY GOD IMAGINE TRANSFEMME YONJI TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT WITH SANJI DURING WCI AND SANJI OBVIOUSLY REFUSING TO FIGHT HER BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HURT WOMEN AND YONJI DAMN NEAR BREAKING DOWN CRYING BECAUSE SANJI AND REIJU ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY SEE HER AS A WOMAN

Sorry I was thinking about the ask I sent last night and this happened

DON'T DO THIS TO ME SO EARLY IN THE MORNING C'MON 😭😭😭

Sanji has the finest gaydar for trans people. I am so sure about that. Especially when it comes to trans girls because he would definitely say something like "You don't need to tell me to know you have the soul of a woman" or some cheesy, gentleman thing like that. If he can have a mellorine detector I am 100% sure he knows when he's in front of a woman even if the girl hasn't even come out yet.

He just knows something's like, different about Yonji and she's having a whole gender crisis while WCI happens and Sanji can't fight her. Like- It doesn't feel right to do so. And he knows she's hiding something and she's suffering and he has seen this before but he doesn't even go there. It's not his problem and he will not help the one who hurt him. So not fighting her is alright, but he's not going to help her either.

Eventually, he ends up finding out, either thanks to Reiju or because Yonji has said some very suspicious things that make it obvious she's a girl. And it just kills me to think about Yonji having a whole breakdown mid-fight with Sanji because Sanji refuses to fight her and Yonji doesn't want him to just-- Not fight back? That's no fun! She wants him to get angry at her and do something! But Sanji won't move and only tries to dodge her attacks.

Sanji might still never forgive her for what she did to him, but he could never let a woman suffer in this hell. So... You know. Thoughts about helping Yonji get to Momoiro Island or something so that way she can be herself and free!!

[oof-ow-my-bone]

workshopping middle earf guy 🤧

[moeblob]

Anyway I was thinking about Chris a lot lately and I wanted to draw Brent today so why not draw both!

(Angel is Chris' daughter who is like. 6 or 7. And she very happily has announced she will marry Mr. Right when she grows up and Right is just like "yes exactly, see, Chris? One person loves me enough to marry me I love my future wife" and it drives Chris up a wall. Brent normally calls her Angel but sometimes he has to push the button.)

[apricote]

mr and mrs vickers. 🤍🔔

[hollowsart]

-cracks knuckles-

I don't have twitter and I've never drawn a Miku before in my life, but I adore that trend happening rn and wanna drop down my two cents, so let's go with the research to make a Hatsune Miku: but she is from my family (hard to explain, but it's absolutely Texan)

[monst]

So I was thinking of a Greek myth I read a long time ago:

"The lover of beauty." And the story is about a man named Pygmalion who is devoted to his art. He spends hours working on sculptures that are absolutely gorgeous and one day he begins to work on a sculpture of his ideal type. And he's besotted, he's dropping his chisel for hours on end to just stare at his work, lost in his own fantasy. She's appearing in his dreams and he is slow to finish the construction just imagining the joy he'd feel if she were living. When he finally finishes the statue he can only look at her and sigh. However, just around the time that he's finished the festival of Aphrodite begins and as a devotee he goes to pay his respects.

Afterwards he comes home and sees the statue move and he takes Galatea in his arms as she breathes for the first time. The next day they go to pray to Aphrodite, one grateful for being given life and the other grateful that the goddess answers his dreams.

(This is heavily paraphrased but I just wanted to share it cause it's interesting)

[rexscanonwife]

I find it funny that I've really got no problem with sportarobbie, in fact I really adore it and they're BASICALLY married in the show 😂😂 but also...my partner may have eyes on someone themselves which makes it even FUNNIER 👀👀👀