#nonsexual little

[dolly-paws]

a sweet morning reading the disney fairies books 🧚🏻 these books, the movies, as well as pixie hollow online were such a special part of my childhood as I had a huge hyperfixation on fairies as a little girl. I was always building fairy houses for the fairies that lived in the woodlands in my backyard ʚ ɞ

[babey-lewis]

Fings my mummy dus dat me wik:

1. Says m good baby

2. Always kno wen me is tiny

3. Wuv me

4. Always wan wats best for me

5. Says me is cutie pie

Um can't dink of more wite nows, bu m gon updates u wif more later :3

COMPLETELY SFW INTERACTION ONLY

[angellimbed]

chocolate almond milk>>

[jaystaysconfused]

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞

❀ heyyy, welcome to my blog :3 I'm Jaylen but you can call me Jay or JJ. I plan to use this blog as an outlet to just yap about whatever my little mind conjures (within reason of course) Oh, and please don’t expect consistency. I’ll more than likely just pop in at random, but I am a tad more active on my instagram!

❀ I’m a very no nonsense person but I’m not mean, promise! So feel free to dm me, I don’t bite lol

❀ I’m 20 and am a non-com little princess to my lovely daddy! My little age ranges from 1-5 and my little self is really just my personality. I got diagnosed with ADHD and anxiety when I was 7 but I’m not little as a coping mechanism or for funsies or anything, to an extent it’s just who I am ;-;

❀ As far as my interests go, I love photography, crocheting, reading, gardening, and all things Steven Universe! I’m agnostic and 420 friendly, and super into astronomy, astrology, and tarot. I generally fall within the realm of that "earthy boho black girl" aesthetic in terms of decor, clothes, and really my overall vibe. And I love love LOVE animals (I’m in college studying to be a veterinarian :3)

❀ Lastly, please make sure to read my DNI

[meirimerens]

pathologic fest day 19

"In the Darkness"

where nobody dwells but the earth herself

[puppys-tiny-space]

🧁Games to play with your plushies/sibbies/cg's🧁

This list is mainly focused on games I like to play and aren't focused on proper pretend play but more things that follow a script of sorts as I'm autistic and don't enjoy playing differently

🩹doctor office, I love playing doctors office, I even make little patient sheets for everyone, set up a proper office, and waiting room, this games is great because there is a clear structure to play with and focus on🩹

🍨ice cream shop, ice cream shop is such a fun game, I have a Play-Doh set to make ice cream with that's really fun to play with, I like to set up my plushies in a line and give them fake money and then arrange them in groups to eat that candy together🍨

🦴puppy pound, playing things like animal shelter can be lots of fun with your plushies, you can make little introduction cards for each of them and makeup backstories, then you can lead another plushie or imaginary person through your shelter and introduce the animals🦴

🍼tea party, now this one is a classic, having real or pretend tea and cakes or other snacks with your plushies, discussing funny gossip or plushie land political issues, maybe even giving good life advice to your furry friends all this and more can be super great for playing tea party🍼

🪽funeral, this might seem morbid for some but for me it's very fun as I want to become a mortician, you can craft a pretty casket for the plushie, make a flower bouquet with paper, write a eulogy and set everything up nice and pretty, don't forget to make sure it worn make you sad though🪽

🧴beauty salon, I adore this game, giving a silly makeover to your plushies or human friends is so much fun, you can put bows in their hair, pretend to wash it, put makeup on them, paint their nails, give them silly outfits and talk about their life's🧴

🍥grocery store, playing grocery store isn't for everyone and I have to admit it's not something I like too much but for some people it can still be lots of fun, I especially like the organizing part🍥

📖library, this is a game I adore, you can make little library cards for your plushies and friends, set up books in piles, read story times to the visitors, help everyone find thr books they would like and give your recommendations📖

🌸flower store, for this game you can draw and craft lots of pretty flowers to sell to your plushies, advice them on the perfect way to put together their bouquet, add beautiful ribbons and lave to the flowers ans write nice cards for them, I think especially flowers out of pipe cleaners are amazing for this🌸

🩰ballet, now this could either mean you out on a show for or with your plushies or even going to a ballet with them, either way you can dress up beautifully and either dance together or watch a ballet on YouTube and pretend you are in a theater, I really like the Russian ballet's 🩰

Fun fact of the day: a cloud weighs around a million tonnes

[nomstellations]

"Aren't you excited? After this you're going to be a real predator like the rest of us!"

I look down at your trembling form, curled up in my palm. I'm not too sure where they found you, but I'm sorry that you were found at all. I never asked to be a part of this, but being born into a family of people-eaters isn't something anyone asks for. I have no interest in eating anyone alive, but traditions are traditions...and I worry that if I don't, someone else will definitely hurt you. The expectant, excited looks on everyone's faces are mirrored by my reluctant expression, and I study you again. I'll try to make this quick.

When I lift you up to my mouth, you don't make a sound. Even when my warm breath washes over you and you touch my tongue, you don't kick or cry out. Have you already accepted your fate as my food? I nearly choke on you when I swallow- you're so small, yet you're bigger than anything I've ever eaten. Cheers and applause ring out from my peers, but I can only focus on how strange it is to have something living sliding down my throat. It feels good, which makes a pang of guilt stir up within me. I was made for this, but I don't like it.

I can feel you slide into my stomach, still shaking out of fear. My peers congratulate me, but all of my attention is on you. I couldn't apologize then, but when I am left alone I will free you. Neither of us asked for this, and I can only hope you'll forgive me.

[thefanciestborrower]

He stuck a batterang between Clark’s teeth 😔

[nompunhere]

You found me crouched on the living room floor, shaking. You asked me what was wrong—that was your first mistake. Your second mistake was in coming closer, instead of doing the smart thing and following your instincts. Instead of running away. Your third, and most damning mistake, was to touch my shoulder.

Before you knew it, I had you pinned to the floor, my snarling, salivating maw inches above your face. Barely a hint of personhood remained behind a wall of sheer instinct, and what little remained was evident in the spark of fear behind my eyes.

I didn't want to do it. I- I had tried to reign it in, tried to keep it under control, but you- You were so... tempting. Tantalizing. You always smelled so good, and living with you, in the same space—it was nigh unbearable.

How was I to resist, with the most delicious treat in the world living right under my nose?

You were terrified, I could tell. If I had the presence of mind for it, I would've spewed apologies, or at least told you you were going to be alright. But you knew. You knew the risks, and you knew that I didn't mean you any harm. So you just.. smiled at me, shaky, but sincere, and closed your eyes. In the face of your terror, you closed your eyes, trusting. So terribly trusting.

You tasted so sweet on my tongue, felt so pleasant sliding down my gullet as I gulped you down with desperate fervor. Your weight settled in my belly, fitting perfectly as I always knew it would. Tears slipped free as my instincts began to recede, finally sated, if only for the time being.

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"Was that good?" you ask, winded from the chase. I can feel you shifting to get comfortable in there. A contented hum escapes me as your hand rubs tenderly at my innards.

"Mhm.." I lean back in my seat, showing my gratitude by massaging back at you through my belly, making you giggle.

It's been years since that first time I succumbed to instinct. Since the days where there was an ever-present tenseness between us, waiting for the next time it would prove too much for me, and I would snap.

Yet, through all that, you stayed. You cared for me, understood my plight, and stayed to help me through it. You helped me tame the beast inside.

That is not to say the beast is no longer a beast—if something were to threaten you, I wouldn't hesitate to let myself run wild. But I control my instincts now; they do not control me. As long as I have you by my side, I can be confident that it will remain that way.

Truly, I can never thank you enough for what you've done for me.

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[dolly-paws]

something i ADORED when i was little was taking bubble baths with my My Little Ponies. i would take a bucket full of them from my room and dump them all in before hopping in the bath, it was the most exciting part of my day ˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶ i would have the Pegasus ponies play around in the bubbles as if they were flying through the clouds! i remember conditioning their manes and tails and curling their hair around their legs & i’d leave the ponies out to dry overnight, then the next day their hair would have the prettiest curl in it! i’ve accumulated a large collection of G3 ponies and can’t wait to play with some of them in the bath tonight for the first time since i was a little girl while listening to sweet lullabies ⋆˚ then i’m gonna put on some cozy jammies and curl up in my pink minkie blanket, drink some milk from my sippie and fall asleep surrounded by my plushies ᖭི༏ᖫྀ so very excited!

[stuffieeprincess]

𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆

Summary: Bucky takes you to his meeting and leaves you outside at the assistant's desk. You regress very young while coloring so you and peter decide to surprise your daddies with the coloring pages!

Pairing: Cg!Bucky x Little!fem!reader & Cg!Tony x Little!Peter

A/n: This is my first agere fic I'm posting on here! Please excuse any mistakes bc I don't proofread these! Feel free to request any ideas you have! This is short but I wanted to get it done so I could post it so enjoy!

Bucky sat you down at the assistant's desk, she was off doing work so Tony allowed Bucky to leave you out there while the Avengers had their meeting. He left a kiss on your head before disappearing into the big meeting room.

You had never really been allowed to go to the meetings, you were not an avenger per say. It didn't bother you though, because you always got a treat after.

You sat at the desk, holding a pink crayon as you picked a page to color out of your avengers coloring book. It only seemed fit to color your daddy!

You giggled and leaned against the desk, pressing the crayon down and starting to color his outfit pink.

You heard footsteps and looked up to see Peter walking out of the meeting room holding Tony's hand. You gave them a confused look, the meeting couldn't have been over yet!

"Stay here with Y/n okay bubba? The meeting will be over soon and you can be home for a nap," Tony said, sitting Peter next to you. You handed peter a crayon and pushed the coloring book towards him.

"Wanna colors wif me?" You ask, giggling when Peter's face lights up in excitement. He flips though the pages before stopping at one of Tony.

You both can color your daddies!

"I want dis one," he pulls on the paper and it tears out of the book. He puts it down and pushes the book back to you. "We color our daddies and give to dem!"

You nod along happily, going back to your page and picking up another crayon.

You felt thirsty and so you reached into the diaper bag daddy brought and pulled out your bottle.

Soon you were done with the page. You had colored daddy pink and purple. He looked silly. You picked the book up and held it up in front of Peter. He started to giggle while he sowed you his.

You had both colored your daddies pink and purple!!

"Wanna show dem?" Peter asks. You nod, placing your now almost empty bottle down . You felt so much smaller than before, which was not good because daddy was not here to take care of you!

Peter grabbed the pictures before he slipped out of his chair and helped you out of yours. You wobbled slightly on your feet, not so sure you could walk as of now.

"Can't walk?" Peter asks you, you nod in response and sit down on the floor. "Okay you can crawl!" He claps his hands and walks forward, stopping and letting you crawl behind him.

He walked up to the door, trying to pull it open. It wouldn't budge and he whined. "Daddy prolly locked it."

He walks down the hall slowly, waiting for you to follow. You crawl as fast as you can, giggling when you see his light up shoes.

"Look! this one is open! daddy forgot to close it! come on!" He walks a little faster, through the door and into the meeting room. You hear voices as you go in after him.

"Peter?" Tony questions. Everyone looks up at Peter, not noticing you crawling up behind him till you sit next to his legs.

"Hi daddy! Look we colored for you!" Peter holds the coloring pages excitedly. Bucky look at you, his expression going from serious to soft in a split second.

"Is that my baby?" Bucky asks, reaching out for you with a big smile. You crawl to him and squeal when he picks you up.

Coo's sound from around the room. You pay it no mind because you are with your daddy and he's warm and cuddly!

"Dada!" you say in excitement as you turn to point to the coloring pages. He grabs the one you colored and chuckles.

"You did so good baby! This is so amazing," He places a kiss on your head. Bucky turns the paper to everyone else showing them the page.

"That's so good bubba!" Natasha says, patting your head. You giggle and hide onto daddy's chest because all the attention is making you shy.

Bucky rubs your back and hums softly, It was your nap time in a bit and you were already so tired. He cradles you in his arms, grabbing a paci from the diaper bag that someone must have brought to Bucky.

"Go to sleep baby," he whispers to you. You reach out and grab ahold of his finger, bringing it to your chest as you closed your eyes. Soon sleep took over and you relaxed onto Bucky.

[nightmarevore]

“You wish to be my housemate, then?” William Afton, posh and proper as ever, sits at a table, across from another man. 

This other man is Henry Emily, sitting silently and staring at the man. He nods in response, and his fingers play with themselves nervously. 

“I do, we’re both going to be starting College soon, and we’re going to the same one. It would be a smarter idea to move in with someone so close and with the same schedule as myself.” Henry replies, holding his fingers still in his lap. 

“Hm… You’re absolutely right.” William’s accent isn’t American—In fact, it sounds something akin to British. Is there a hint of cockney in there? “I must inform you of something that is make-or-break for many people. There have been countless before you who I’ve told this to, and it made them immediately change their minds.”

Henry’s eyebrows furrow. What could this possibly be?

“What is it?” He asks.

“I’m a predator. I must eat people on occasion. I am constantly hungry, and at any given moment, without warning, I will swallow you whole.” The Brit’s voice is monotone, and his expression remains still and neutral. 

It’s easy to tell he’s being quite serious about this. 

“You’ll…. swallow me whole?” Henry repeats, tilting his head. Almost as if asking for clarification. 

William stands up from his chair, and it pushes out with his legs. He places a hand over his stomach. 

“I have the ability to swallow people. Shifters, full-sized people, you name it. I can even eat an object or two… Either way, by becoming my roommate, you must also accept the fact that you may end up in here.” The Predator pats his stomach, signifying what’s under his button-up shirt. 

Henry pauses, and his eyes shift down to where the other was gesturing towards. He… would get eaten whole? How does that work? Why does that sound so interesting? It’s a new experience, perhaps it could be fun?

“Maybe a demonstration is in order?” Henry blurts out, eyes widening. He shocks himself with the request.

William’s eyes widen, and he adjusts his glasses. He can’t say he’s ever had someone willingly offer themselves to be eaten. 

“You want me to eat you?” The Brit asks. 

Henry pauses, realizing what he just asked. His eyes shift from William’s face to his stomach. 

“… Yes.” He says. 

William’s lips curl into a smile, soon parting and revealing his sharpened teeth. He walks around the table, standing tall beside Henry, and possible new roommate. 

Almost as if he were hypnotized by the taller man, Henry stands up from his chair, staring into William’s bright green eyes. They’re easy to get lost in; his eyes are almost like beautiful jewels on his face. 

Without hesitation, William places his hands on the other man’s shoulders, giving into his desperate, endless hunger and shoving Henry’s head into his mouth and throat. He doesn’t hesitate to swallow, determined to temporarily sate his hunger. Henry Emily will go down, with or without a fight. 

Henry’s eyes quickly shut as he’s faced with the darkness and loud strength of the predator’s throat. William’s strength and ability is enough to throw him off, and it takes the man a moment to be sure this wasn’t some kind of weird dream or not. 

“Wi—“ Henry attempts to get a word in before another aggressive swallow sends him further down, and rather quickly at that. His entire torso must be inside of William by now. 

In response, William purrs, and despite the heavy and hearty swallows, he seems to be enjoying himself. Enjoying Henry’s flavor. His eyes flutter shut, and he picks up Henry with his hands as he quickly and heavily swallows the other man down. His hunger demands the man, especially now that he’s gotten a taste. An absolutely stunning taste, at that. Has anyone ever tasted this good? This delicious? As delectable as this man? All of the different flavors of people he’s eaten tend to melt away into something he’s unable to remember. This time, however….

With another swallow, Henry’s head is quickly shoved and pushed down into the predator’s stomach organ. His stomach grows quickly, and continues to grow, straining the buttons of his shirt. William doesn’t care, as indicated as more of his meal fills his stomach and breaks off buttons. 

William’s ravenous stomach groans and gurgles as soon as Henry enters, but the half-eaten man can’t tell if it’s because William is hungry, or if it’s because it has him inside of it. He can’t believe how tight this is—William’s throat and stomach constrict and hold him in place. It’s hard to think he can even eat him in the first place, but it’s clearly possible. And judging by how fast he’s gone down, the predator does this fairly often. Henry can’t say he’s ever felt the flesh of another human’s stomach before, and the inner walls are quite slick. Wet with saliva and acid. It’s strange, though. It’s not entirely uncomfortable. Hot, sure… But not unpleasant. 

William swallows twice, forcing his legs down inside of him. The Brit purrs at the sensation of his belly growing and being filled. Henry seemingly shifts around inside as more of him is quickly stuffed inside, and another, large, final swallow sends the rest of his lunch down his throat and past his collarbone. Both hands press into his belly, and a smile grows on the predator’s face. A deep exhale marks Henry settling fully inside his stomach, and he opens his eyes. His shirt has fully broken apart to the top of his belly, noting that he’d have to fix that later. 

For now, William pats his stomach, putting a hand down on the back of the chair where Henry was just sitting, soon turning and sitting down on the chair itself. It creaks from the weight, but settles as William continues to smile and his stomach rests on his lap.

“Well, Henry… I hope you’ll enjoy living together.”

[jaystaysconfused]

𝐃𝐍𝐈

Making this for my comfort and sanity (°~°’)

✾ First and foremost, please do not interact if you are a minor. Nothing against you all but I just don’t vibe with that

✾ Please don't interact if your account is sexual in any manner. I don’t feel comfortable with any of my content being viewed in that way.

**However in saying that, I don’t mean that I’m anti-kink. I rock with y'all and have no issues with what two consenting adults choose to do in their relationship. It’s just not what this blog is about. That part of my life is separate from this (to an extent)

✾ Don't interact if you are anti-kink. You are obligated to your own opinions just as I am to mine

✾ And lastly, do not interact if you know your views are controversial or you like to cause problems and argue (ie. racist, sexist, misogynistic, anti-BlackLivesMatter, homophobic, etc). Use your common sense because I have neither the energy nor patience and will address issues accordingly, so let’s keep it classy and cute♡

Peace and love,

-JJ

[sun-gut]

thinking about "unusual" types of stomachs that aren't quite flesh, but something else... sitting in a riverbed with lights dancing around you, and the cold water beneath... instead of the sound of rushing water and the chirping of life around you, it's gentle sloshing and gurgles.

[nomstellations]

Imagine being eaten by a nature elemental. It'd be very different from what one would normally be used to- their body is made up of dirt and plants, and their control over them makes it easy to ensnare and devour you. The inside of their mouth and throat is all muddy and cold- hope you weren't wearing something nice.

The elemental's stomach is nicer than you'd expect. It's surprisingly warm inside with the walls being made of plush moss with little flowers blooming from them. No digestive acids greeted you- the inside of the elemental only held a sticky sweet-smelling substance that pools around you. Instead of being crushed by churning walls, you were enveloped by the soft mossy walls and sweet smell of flowers and honey. Who knows how long you'd be trapped in here, but at least it's a pleasant stay...

[babiexmilk]

Really need to be cuddled with all my stuffies made into a lil babygirl nest surrounding us 🥺