#roundest round to ever round eyes

[five-star-stay]

pov two boba balls are trying to talk to you

[alienssstufff]

aliens stages

[HYUNA] all her canon art has triangular features like Till, I made them slightly softer here. I also wanted to make the colour of her eyes this glassy far-away look to counter Luka’s

[LUKA] Messy, lots of waves (and a halo shine) to counter Hyuna’s shapes. He got bedroom eyes that look like headlights he’s kind of intimidating that way. There’s a bit of purple gradient for his condition.

[TILL] POINTY. The intense glare in his eyes are his best feature. The red pupils a homage to Round 2 and Round 6.

[IVAN] a neatly kept squareee, his canon design has such a defined jawline. Has a star shine reference to the sky from Black Sorrow. I like the little rhinestone sequins they put on him in that one photoshoot. His eyes remind me of cameras.

[SUA] she’s the first alnst I’ve ever drawn actually. Moon shine to match Ivan’s they are similar in a way but not. Roundest face with the prettiest eyes imo.

[MIZI] Wavy hair like jellyfish and the tinge of purple highlights . Epitome of 🥹 emoji. Her canon design has really long lashes.

[mediumgayitalian]

The rules of Persephone’s garden don’t apply to him.

He’s not entirely sure why. He’s mortal, or at least half. No ichor flows through his veins, not that it helped Persephone. Perhaps it is because he already spends so much of his time in his father’s kingdom; perhaps the Fruit of the Underworld has lost its potency so far removed from the Ancient Lands, so long after Pam’s death.

Regardless, Nico gets to indulge.

Anything from the roundest, sweetest apples to the bitter tang of pink grapefruits, he has sat under the poplar trees and devoured. He likes fruit more than any other food group, more than any other taste. He has always had a sweet tooth. And his eyes eat as much as his lips, drinking in the glimmering sheen of dimpled lime peel and delicate pearls of round concord grapes. He has made himself sick eating strawberry after strawberry.

But his favourite, without question or pause, is a clementine.

The best he’s had, secretly, was not in his stepmother’s garden but in a tiny orchard in Algeria. Engineered for generations by human hand and grown under wide, sparkling sun, the skin had been bright and fragrant, pith minimal and pleasantly bitter, and thin-skinned globules of flesh so plump with juice they’d begged to be burst under his teeth. He’s dreamed about those clementines every week since he’d eaten them. If it wouldn’t kill him, he’d jump to the north African country every day and buy them in swathes.

Unfortunately, at camp, he’s stuck with what he’s got.

But they aren’t so bad.

“You have a sweet tooth worse than anyone I’ve ever met,” Will grumbles, poking at his shoulder. “And when she was 11, Kayla lived off Nerd ropes and Gushers for two months.”

Nico cracks a smile. “Kayla’s continued existence astounds me.”

“I do genuinely think she’s a medical marvel.”

“Don’t tell her that.”

“Believe me, I wasn’t planning on it.”

For a while there’s nothing except the tearing sound of Nico ripping off the peel of his citrus. He’s skilled enough to remove it in one go, but sometimes, as a random challenge, he tries to remove it in a certain shape. Today, for no particular reason, the peel comes off in the shape of a heart.

“I can feel you eyeing this,” he says, shooting an exasperated look over his shoulder. Will smiles small and guiltless, in response, raising and dropping his shoulder.

“Dunno what you’re talking about. Just wishin’ you’d eat a vegetable or two.”

Liar. Well, that exact sentence isn’t a lie — Will is such a bad vegetable pusher that he is often teased about secretly owning a farm — but it’s not what he’s thinking about. Nico isn’t stupid.

He sighs. “Here,” he grumbles, wedging his thumbs between the two hemispheres of the fruit and tearing. “You can have half.”

Will brightens. His smile is like clouds clearing, like the give of a snapping elastic. Startling, demanding, storm-cracking and loud. Eye-catching in every possible way.

“Thanks!”

He holds out a cupped palm, and Nico rests half the fruit inside it, fingers brushing the heel of his hand for no justifiable reason. It’s callused — most of his hand is callused. Nico wants to trace the outline of them, with his fingers and then his tongue.

He watches as Will brings the fruit to his mouth, happily munching on the whole thing without bothering to separate the sections, like always. Nico winces.

“You’re barbaric.”

“It goes to the same place! There is not logical reason to eat it section by section!”

“If the sections weren’t meant to be eaten one by one, they wouldn’t be naturally separated, you heathen.”

“Corn is naturally separated. D’you eat that kernel by kernel?”

Nico hates being friends with smart people.

Will laughs, and Nico’s eyes flutter shut, savouring.

“That’s what I thought.” He pops the last bite in his mouth, chewing and swallowing and smiling his dazzling smile, after, sticky citrus juice making his lips look shiny. “Thanks for sharing, Neeks.”

“Course,” murmurs Nico quietly, hiding his smile behind a segment of fruit. “Anytime.”

[loveephia]

kita shinsuke turns into a toddler.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting, cavity-giving, super sweet fluff, reader takes care of toddler kita, toddler!kita has the roundest cheeks ever, and the silliest bangs to exist, toddler!kita has a crush on you, just an innocent and wholesome piece overall.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: i got absolutely demolished with the biggest wave of baby fever, so enjoy!!! :3

poof!

you look down and see a toddler, dressed in an oversized inarizaki uniform that looks oddly like kita shinsuke.

..wait.

"k- kita?!" you exclaim, the panic evident in your shaky voice. you crouch down, looking around the empty hallway to see if anyone else just saw what has happened. the child stares up at you, quiet. he rubs one eye and yawns drowsily.

"who.. are you?" kita asks. "i- i'm y/n l/n! remember? the vice president of the student council? i work right under you b- because you're the president!" you answer.

kita blinks his chocolate doe-like eyes at you.

"grandma yumi told me not to talk to strangers." kita turns on his heel, "goodbye." n- now hold on!

you scoop kita up in your arms before running off to the student council office, "no way! if anyone in inarizaki sees what has happened to you, they're going to freak out!"

kita only holds onto you, gripping his tiny hands onto your uniform. "p- please slow down, miss l/n. i'm a bit scared." he stutters.

ack! my heart!

"o- okay.." you do as he says, trying desperately to quickly find the door that leads to the student council office. he hides his face in the crook of your neck. squish. he rested one fluffy cheek on your shoulder.

"oh my gosh, oh my gosh! so cute, so cute!" you thought, covering your mouth with one palm.

you kicked the office door down before gently placing kita on the couch. you closed the door shut and sighed heavily. what is this bizarre situation?!

"you're going to stay here until you turn back to normal, okay?" you said, tone firm. kita hesitates, but he nods anyway, not fully understanding what you meant. you mutter a small, "good." at his obedience.

"miss l/n, please don't leave me." he says politely, fidgeting with his fingers. "i'm scared of being by myself."

he's so adorable!

"o- of course.." you plopped down next to him on the couch, sitting in silence.

you glance over at kita, who seems to be staring at the office table with nothing but bond paper on it. you then notice the prominent shape of his cheeks. white, round, and smooth. huh.. kind of like a bao.

you poke one out of the curiosity of your own heart, and you were satisfied, to say the least. "waaah! they're so soft!"

attack worked! you have confused the enemy! (kita)

"miss l/n, can i draw?" he asks, sheepishly fiddling with his own fingers. "oh, right.. since kita is basically a child now, he'll probably want to do something with whatever creativity his brain can muster up." you thought to yourself. "yes, sure!" you pick kita up and place him on one of the office chairs close to the table before trying to find a box of crayons and a pencil for him to use.

once you found them, you handed them to kita, even giving him a sheet of bond paper from earlier.

kita gets to work, and you sigh, sinking back into the office couch. it's a good thing that kita wasn't a very high maintenance child, so you didn't have to worry too much.

"achoo!.." kita sneezed. you pulled a clean and pastel handkerchief from your pocket and let kita blow his nose into it. "are you okay now?" you asked, and kita nods.

you take a peek at what kita was drawing, and it's of you and him, holding hands. it looks like he wasn't finished yet from the way that there wasn't any colors.

i seriously want to cry. how much cuter can he get?!

time skip.

kita finally turns back to normal after a long day of caring for him, and a part of your heart cracks. no more baby president..

"oh, l/n. do you have the papers i asked for?" kita asks, voice mature, dropping the miss. you nod gloomily. "yes, hold on." you check under your own office desk, and there they are. you hand them to kita, as he mumbles a small, "thank you."

you stare at his cheeks,

before planting a kiss on one.

kita's face was lit aflame, and he's looking at you, dumbfounded at the sudden action. you can tell that he's trying to keep it together, with his wide eyes and all. "i have to go home now. see you tomorrow, president." you excused yourself before leaving the office.

kita just stands there. what.. just.. happened?

once the office door was shut, you smile to yourself giddily, before burying your face in the palm of your hands. "his cheeks are still as fluffy as ever!" you mentally cheered.

you were able to take the drawing that kita did, colored and all. best believe you're going to hang it up on your wall like a trophy.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[kittybroker]

tillymouse my bravest idiot baby kitty. she has the roundest saucer eyes of any cat ive ever met.

Brave idiot baby got crazy round eyes! Get the round eyed freak for only $13.99!

[tummytouches]

"Thats it, open your mouth. Wider."

I open my mouth, accepting another delicious morsel that you've spooned out for me. With each mouthful, my belly expands, and right now all I can feel is how tight my pants are.

"I'm not sure I can have much more." I tell you, a little breathlessly.

"Of course you can. I know just the thing to help." You tell me. A devilish smile lightens your face. You pull out a soft rope and pull my hands above my head, laying me down on the couch. My body immediately stretches out and I feel some relief in my belly as the fullness disperses a little. I shudder, feeling you tie my hands to the couch, and suddenly I'm completely vulnerable.

"Now," you smile, returning with the food. "Open up."

I open my mouth again and accept the food, concentrating on swallowing properly so as not to choke. You feed me a few more bites, and the strain on my pants becomes obvious. My tummy is round, full and completely stuffed.

"Ohhhh." I groan, feeling so full. "Please." I moan pitifully.

My belly is the roundest we've ever seen it. We've been practicing for some time, stuffing more and more, but this is a personal best.

I quiver with sensitivity, groaning softly at how stretched I feel, enjoying the sensation of being uncomfortable but full. I realise I'm so turned on, and I close my eyes and let the eagerness overtake me.

Your hand on my belly snaps me back to reality, and I blush, embarassed by getting lost in the moment.

"You like that, don't you? You like being stuffed full for me? You like being a good little piggy?" You say, firmly grabbing my tummy and squeezing it.

I sigh and moan, pulling against my rope, trying to sit up.

"Uh-uh, piggy. You stay right there. I'm not done with you." Your voice is deeper, hungry with lust, your hands all over my belly.

I arch my back, whining. Quickly and efficiently you position yourself between my legs, grinding up against me, squeezing and pushing my belly. I cry out, finding it hard to take the stuffing and the wonderful sensation of you between my legs, even through our clothes.

"Alright, piggy. Time for dessert. I have some ice cream right here for you..."

My eyes widen with shock and a little fear, knowing I cannot hold anymore inside me. You bring the ice cream to me and I open my mouth, shaking, and accept the first mouthful.

"Oh, fuck." You say quietly, almost to yourself. "That's it, piggy. Take it all for me. We're gonna stuff that belly until you can't move."

[peachjagiya]

i never thought that after being in the military taehyung would become MORE ROUND but here we are. he’s the cutest little shit i’ve ever seen with his tiny hair sprout and squishy cheeks

So round! I wanna 🤏 the cheeks.

A roundie head to match his boyfriends boba eyes. The roundiest squishiest pair.

His haircut CRACKS ME UP. How is it POSSIBLE that it looks like he did it himself with two butter knives but he's also still absolutely serving? I love him, he's the greatest and prettiest and ROUNDEST.

[hassedah]

Hi ! you could write a story where y/n would dance while cooking and the boys surprise her. Thank you in advance (I love your writings)

MC dancing while cooking :

Hi! ^-^

How are you? I hope you are well! I'm glad you like my headacanons.

This is the one you asked for. It was quite fun to imagine. I hope you enjoy it!

Have a nice day and take care of yourself! ^-^

Vladimir :

Just because your partner is a vampire doesn't mean he doesn't like to eat. Of course Vladimir is complicated with food and it's always a bit difficult to cook him something he likes. However, tonight you planned to please him with one of his favourite things to eat. Waffles. You had bought the stuff to make them the night before and so as not to be distracted by Ethan kicking in the doors (you didn't want to know why he was kicking in the doors again) you had your headphones on and the music on loud.

At first you were just tapping your feet to the rhythm but slowly you started to dance to the music. It was a very pleasant moment and as you knew the recipe by heart you didn't even need to stop and read it again. Totally absorbed in your task you did not see or hear Vladimir enter the room. He stopped in the doorway, at first a little surprised and wondering what you were doing before smiling. He doesn't cook well enough to dance while doing it, and besides, he's sure he'd die of shame if anyone ever caught him.

"MC." Vladimir trying to call you. However, you did not hear him and continued to dance. He hesitated for a moment to approach you, you seemed so happy and deeply focused on your task that he didn't want to interrupt you and he thought the best thing to do was to leave before you noticed his presence. On the other hand, seeing you enjoying yourself so much made his heart swell with pure happiness and he couldn't take his eyes off you.

So he stood still for a moment, vowing to leave before you noticed. But you turned your head as you felt a glance at you and startled at the sight of him, the egg you were holding smashed into the counter before you exclaimed as you removed your headphones "Vladimir! You scared me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you. I called you but you didn't hear me."

You smiled a little embarrassed. "Have you been here long?"

"Not more than a minute." He replied before approaching you. You laughed before looking away so that he couldn't see the embarrassment.

"I hope I didn't look too ridiculous."

When you looked up Vladimir was right beside you and before you could say anything else he placed a light kiss on your cheek. "You never look ridiculous. I'm happy to see you happy."

Béliath :

The weather was too gloomy for Beliath to walk to the Moondance. So he stayed at the manor, but as usual in such cases, he was a little bored and went round the manor looking for something to do. You wanted to please him and to relieve the boredom too. So you looked in the cupboards for something to cook, luckily you had the ingredients to make pancakes, so you got to work. You put on your headphones and music to cut yourself off from the outside world and concentrate on your recipe, you wanted to make the roundest, most delicious pancakes possible and you didn't want to be distracted by Aaron and Raphael's sword training in the garden.

At first, you moved your head gently to the rhythm. Then, little by little, you let yourself be carried away by the notes until you started to choreograph whole choreographies while the pancakes were cooking. It was fun and you were so focused on what you were feeling at the time that you didn't even hear Beliath enter the room. He remained silent for a moment, divided between the desire to laugh and to accompany you in your dance.

Finally, after a moment, he walked towards you, keeping a safe distance so as not to get hit by the pan in case he surprised you. You didn't notice him, but he could already hear perfectly well the catchy notes playing in your headphones. The happiness he felt when he saw you having fun was enough to bring a smile to his face. "MC" he called to you in increasing amusement. You didn't hear her and grabbed the pan to flip the pancake. Beliath leaned to the side hoping to meet your gaze. That's when you saw him. You scrambled to catch the pancake despite the surprise before turning back to the incubus. "My God, Beliath! How long have you been here?"

The incubus laughed at your reaction and you pushed him away slightly. "I nearly had a heart attack." He grabbed your hand to kiss it, you looked away hoping that would ease your embarrassment.

"Don't blame me, I've been watching you for at least five minutes. You were wonderful and funny." You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment and laughed to try to make your embarrassment go away.

"Don't make fun of me."

"Sorry. I just love seeing you happy. It turns any dull night into a real treat."

You looked up at him to meet his loving gaze and the smile on his face only widened. He gently leaned in to kiss you.

Ivan :

Ivan was a bit sad today, not enough to be unpleasant but enough to give you an unhappy look when you asked him what was wrong. Of course you know what's wrong with him, the training he did yesterday with Aaron went pretty badly and Ivan is still rehashing the mistakes he made, even though you told him not to put too much pressure on himself. You wanted to cheer him up so you went looking for something to cook and after some hesitation you decided to make French toast. It's an easy recipe to make and you already have all the ingredients on hand. You grabbed your headphones and your music to compensate for the sometimes gloomy and often depressing quiet of the manor.

At first you were not really concentrating on the music and more on cutting the bread. Then the songs became more upbeat and you started to dance without even realizing it. Your head and body moved to the rhythm of the notes and it reminded you of your life before the manor when you cooking more often. You were so absorbed in your task that you didn't hear Ivan come in. He laughed at first, happy to see that he wasn't the only one dancing while cleaning or cooking despite what Ethan might have said. Then he walked towards you.

"MC" he called to you. "What are you cooking?" You didn't hear him and continued to dance in front of the hotplates. You seemed to be in a very good mood tonight, and seeing you so happy quickly made Ivan forget about his completely missed training from the day before. Moreover, as he got closer to you, Ivan started to be able to hear the music you were listening to and he in turn started to tap his foot in rhythm with the music.

Once he were close enough, he gave you a little wave. The bread you had just picked up sank back into the oil as you flinched at the sight of Ivan's figure. You turned to him with a leap, threatening him with the tongs you used to grab the bread before you recognised him. "What! Damn, you scared me! What are you doing here?"

Ivan burst out laughing at your reaction and you sighed, torn between laughing and chasing him out of your kitchen. Finally, you opted for the first option and started to laugh back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Ivan apologized after he stopped laughing. "You looked like you were having so much fun cooking." He leaned in to kiss your cheek before continuing. "I love seeing you dance like that, we should cook together next time."

Aaron :

The moon was slowly entering its last phase and as a result Aaron was going to return to the manor later that evening. You wanted to make him something to eat for his return, but you hesitated for a long time about what you could make him before you decided to make a yoghurt cake. It's a very easy and quick cake to make and most importantly you know it's one of Aaron's favourite cakes. You have installed yourself in the kitchen with your headphones on and your music on, mainly so you don't hear Ivan and Ethan arguing over some obscure issue of laundry and dirty socks.

Very quickly you were absorbed by the music and its dancing tunes. Your body moved instinctively with each note as you poured the milk and flour into a bowl. It had been a long time since you had cooked, and even longer since you had had fun doing it. So you didn't hear Aaron come in, nor did you smell him, even though he smelled strongly of sweat and dirt. He smiled when he saw you, even if he is much more adapted to the modern world than Vladimir and Raphael he often forgets that today there is no need to have a musician in his house to have fun listening to music, seeing you dance reminds him of that and he remains motionless for a moment watching you do it.

"MC" he eventually calls you. You don't hear him concentrating too much, All you have to do is put your cake in the oven. Aaron smiles in amusement at your behaviour and hesitates for a moment to call you again. He's just got home after all and could probably use a shower before coming back to see you. Yet he doesn't move. You seem happy and nothing could make him happier than to see you happy, especially after spending several days apart from you.

You only see him when you turn around after putting the cake in the oven. You flinch when you see him before sighing with relief as he recognized him. "Aaron! I didn't hear you come in," you exclaim.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Aaron smiled before moving closer to kiss your forehead. "I just came home a few minutes ago and heard a noise in the kitchen. I didn't expect to see you there."

"I didn't look too ridiculous dancing by myself ?" you ask, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Not at all, I'm glad to see you in such a good mood. I've missed you."

You smile before kissing him gently. "I missed you too. I made this cake especially for you."

Raphaël :

In all honesty, you were cooking to please him. Your partner has been telling you about his desire to eat pancakes all week in the innocent tone he is so good at when he wants something from you. You finally gave in tonight after a final sadly sigh from your partner lamenting the "delicious pancakes you made for him last time and his overwhelming desire to eat them again. You didn't tell him, however, and took advantage of the fact that he had gone to read in the library to start cooking. To avoid being distracted by the very loud darting contest that Aaron, Ethan and Beliath had started in the living room, you had put on your headphones and music.

You couldn't say exactly when you started dancing, but once you noticed, you didn't want to stop. You were only making pancakes, but the music in your ears made you feel like a witch's apprentice concocting a potion and your body couldn't stop moving accordingly. So you didn't hear Raphael come in. He first stopped in the doorway intrigued by the noise you were making as you moved, then slowly the sounds turned into a steady rhythm and his curiosity turned to amusement.

He waited for a moment, hesitating to call you because he didn't want to stop you when you seemed to be enjoying yourself so much. On the other hand, he was quite curious, of its place, He could hear a few faint notes of music and he would really like to share this moment with you. "MC?" He called out to you faintly at first, then a little louder when he noticed you couldn't hear him. Seeing that you didn't react made him laugh, so he approached you to try to appear in your field of vision.

You jumped at the sight of him and you almost didn't catch the pancake. "Raphael! You scared me!" you exclaimed as you put the pan down.

"I'm sorry," he apologised. "You seemed to be having a lot of fun, I tried to call you but you must not have heard me. Were you dancing?"

You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment and looked away to the pancake batter before answering. "Yes, I hope I didn't look too ridiculous."

"I'm sure it wasn't," Raphael immediately replied before continuing. "Can I have a pancake please?" He had used his most innocent tone and air before placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You sighed.

"It was supposed to be a surprise."

"I smelled the pancakes from the library."

You laughed at her answer before kissing her back. "Take as many as you like. I made them for you after all.

Ethan :

You've been wanting to make him Runebergstårtor for a while now, but you didn't really dare to try. It's a dessert that seems easy enough to make, but the idea of failing held you back for a long time, especially since your basic idea was to please Ethan and you didn't want to serve him something that would fail. Finally, you went ahead tonight, after making sure you had the kitchen to yourself. Having never made this recipe before, you wanted to make sure you were not distracted by outside noises, especially Ivan, who seemed to want to give Vladimir hell by listening an old Rammstein song loudly in his room.

At first you were completely focused on your recipe, then gradually as the anxiety of failing the recipe evaporated you started to get caught up in the music. You moved to the rhythm of the lyrics while mumbling the words of the songs, sometimes using the wooden spoon as a drum kit before using it as a makeshift micro. You didn't hear Ethan coming. He stopped at the entrance to the kitchen, looking a little amused to see you doing that. You seemed to be having a lot of fun and he really wanted to join you in both your dancing and singing.

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward enough to hear the words to the music, certain that no one in the manor would see him do so he grabbed another wooden spoon that was lying around and started to sing along. You jumped as he entered your field of vision and then started to laugh back. He was singing out of tune, but singing right was not the point. At the end of the music, he dropped the spoon as if it had been a micro. You applauded him when he greeted you, then he came right up to you.

"I didn't hear you come in," you said, kissing her cheek.

"You seemed to be concentrating on something else. Can you really cook while dancing?"

"Of course I do." You laughed. "Not everyone sets fire to the dishtowel while cooking pasta."

"That only happened once…" Ethan immediately defended himself. "Or maybe twice… but the second time it wasn't pasta, it was makis. But what do you cook?""

"I'll only answer you if you promise not to make fun of my accent."

"I'll only make fun a little, I promise," Ethan joked.

"These are Runebergstårtor."

"Oh, my mum used to make them at the beginning of the year. I used to love them when I was a kid."

"Don't expect anything exceptional, this is the first time I've done it."

"Well… since you cook better than I do. I'm sure it will be delicious." Smiled Ethan before kissing you.

[feverinfeveroutfic]

blood & chocolate

chapter twenty-two: alan's psychedelic breakfast

The smell of fresh strawberries out of the crisper drawer of my fridge combined with the hearty smell of eggs in the skillet was enough to intoxicate me. After all of those donuts, he needed something fresh and light. Something to fill his tummy and give him even more of a tummy.

I ran the little green box of berries under the faucet, and all the while, I caught the feel of the cool water on my own skin. All I could think about right then was submerging myself as well as him under the surface of some cool water somewhere.

The feeling of the Bay waters on our skin. The kiss of the sun upon our heads.

I needed him to be with me down there by the waters come the spring and summer time. I hoped that he would have a rather prominent belly at that point: that cute little roll around his waist to become a gorgeous little pot that I could put my arms around from behind when he least suspected it. I wanted him rounder, fuller, heavier... and I knew it would please me.

Then again, I wondered if he was really the evil one given I thought about fattening him up a little bit. The thought tickled me so much, and my fingers tingled at the thought of touching him there, especially since his skin was already soft and silky to the touch. I cracked a third egg into the bowl on the counter next to me: this omelette was going to be for him while I put my own in the oven to keep in the warmth.

As I whisked the eggs, I thought about him there on the beach: those long, unruly black curls twirled behind his head like the thickest, healthiest mane ever and his skin pale and silken with the caress of the ocean. My fingers twitched and tingled as I searched to feel his body from behind; he wore nothing but little white tennis shorts and a silk shirt, the latter of which he left open just to feel the breeze on his chest. I yearned for something more, something else: the sight of that slight tummy, now round and full and utterly gorgeous, like one of those little melons as it hung out in the open. I licked my lips at him and brought a hand down to his waist to feel that soft smooth skin, but then he lurched back and folded his forearms over his belly as if to hide from me.

No way he could hide from me, though. Not from my fantastic fingers. Not from my hungry lips.

“You look so hot,” I confessed to him over the soft gentle sea breeze behind us.

“You're gonna have to catch me first,” he taunted me with a little wiggle of his hips and his one hand down the fullest, roundest part of his belly. He walked with a sashay along the sand towards the water's edge. I walked on after him with the wind over my shoulder: at one point, he stopped and gazed back at me. The sun hung off to the right of high noon, and thus, the light reflected off the sand behind him as well as off his skin: those deep eyes, in all of their intensity, gazed on back at me like a pair of black holes from the head of a scorpion. He gave his belly another light little massage with one hand, and that time he stuck the tip of his finger into his belly button, and I could see him visibly hunch up his shoulders at that.

Indeed, I could feel myself firming up. The way the light washed over his head and body so perfectly, plus there was the fact that his skin was so very soft and delicate. I was as much a hungry boy as him as I approached on closer to him, but then he stepped away from me and closer to the water. I chased on after him until we actually reached the water's edge: the waves gently lapped on the wet sand, where he persisted on to the water itself. I stood there as the foamy waves washed over my feet and ankles; he lay down on the water's surface, flat on his back. He spread out his arms, followed by his legs: his hands and feet dipped down below the water's surface from the weight of the bones. I could see his hair spread out from the crown of his head like a bundle of kelp. His belly rose up over the surface of the water, strong and mighty and as big as ever.

There was a part of me that wanted to join him out there.

And I did. I pointed my hands out before me and buckled my knees, and I dove forth like in the cartoons. I made the splash right by his feet, and then I swam along the shallow waters to meet up with him: my feet still rested upon the sands down below, especially since I brushed my left sole on the surface of a stone there at the bottom.

He cocked his hips from side to side and put his hands under the back of his head. He parted his lips and hooded his eyelids at me as if he beckoned a kiss. I rolled over onto my back as I lay next to him on the water's surface. He was so big, so round, so sexy and handsome, and all for my taking as well.

“We should have some fun after this,” he told me.

“After?” I echoed him.

“Eric!”

I shook my head to rid of the fantasy, and I glanced to my left to find him there in the doorway with his hands on the edges. He was back to that cute little roll around his waist, although he had taken off his shirt so I could see his gorgeous, sleek body out in the open. He flashed me a little smirk as if he knew what I was thinking right then.

“Are you paying attention?” he asked me, and then he nodded at the skillet before me. During my daydream, I had whisked the eggs and put them in the skillet with some butter, but somehow I missed the actual thing of eggs in the skillet before me. Quickly, I swiped a spatula from the drawer before me and turned the eggs over before the one side burned. I could feel myself blushing as I hurriedly rummaged through the fridge for some spinach and green onions.

Alex chuckled at me.

“It ain't funny, you naughty boy,” I teased him.

“Nah, you're right,” he said with a shake of his head. “It's hilarious.” And that brought a laugh out of me. As I sliced some onions, I happened to glance over at him still there in the doorway as the morning light from through the window right next to him washed over him. He was looking so fresh and juicy himself there right next to me. I had awoken a monster, and yet I had no regrets about it whatsoever, especially when I thought about the donuts at Hanukkah.

“Don't make me deny it from you,” I teased him as I poured in the chopped spinach and onions onto the eggs.

“Deny what?” he asked me.

“Those little donut holes for Hanukkah.”

“You wouldn't!” he exclaimed, and I could see the little twinkle in his eye. “You wouldn't deny me my sufganiyot.”

“If you're gonna break my daydream and my concentration, I just might,” I said with a little wiggle to my hips.

“You know, I'd still find a way to stuff my gullet silly with those things,” he warned me. “I could eat a bunch of those, especially now.” He gently patted his bare skin, to which I squinted my eyes at him. Before I could open my mouth to say something to him, I was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“That's probably Lou,” I told him. “He probably heard us earlier and he's wondering what the hell is going on right now.”

Alex ran his fingers through his hair and doubled back to the front door. I was about ready to fold his omelette when he opened the door and gasped.

“Dave!” he exclaimed.

“Dave?” I echoed him.

“Dave!” he repeated. I leaned over for a look at the front door, and there was Dave on my doorstep, hands in pockets, black hair down around his shoulders, and with a little smile on his face.

“Oh, that Dave!” I said.

“Yeah, who'd you think I meant?” Alex laughed, and Dave chuckled along with him as he craned his neck for a look into the kitchen.

“'Morning, Eric, what're we doing?” he asked me as part of his greeting.

“Making breakfast. Come on in—” I folded over Alex's omelette and scooped it out of the pan. I guess I was going to have to make three omelettes then, as I opened the oven door and rested it next to my own, which had cheese and chorizo. I hoped I had enough chorizo as I began cracking two more eggs into the bowl next to me. And all the while, I wondered why Dave was there with us, and who had brought him here because I had no memory of calling him or of Alex calling him the night before, either.

I tried to think back to that daydream I had had about Alex as I whisked those two eggs, but all I could think about was Dave.

As I put in another pat of butter in the skillet and poured the whisked eggs in, it struck me. It was a bad idea but once I thought it, I couldn't stop it.

[in-my-feels-probably]

hey love!! congratulations on hitting 800 followers, Im so proud of you! hope you’re having a lovely day! 🥰

Im gonna enter this celebration RIGHT this time lol, so this sort of extends from my previously attempt (again, so sorry about that, got too excited and ahead of myself to see when the post was made, silly me!!) which was a romantic ship with Jon Snow!

for the info about me, Im 5’0” tall, deathly pale (often looking ill, actually), with grey eyes and blue curly hair. I’ve got the roundest face of all time (seriously if you ever need to draw a circle you just let me know and I’ll faceplant against a piece of paper for you), very short arms, and a dumptruck if I do say so myself (average sized person squished into a smaller body and the fat depositing in my favour tbh). personality wise, I’ve been known to be very ditzy and forgetful (trauma 🤪), but Im incredibly optimistic empathetic, protective, creative and easily frightened. Im a petty bitch and Im not afraid to say it, I WILL hold a grudge and be very passive aggressive to anyone that’s hurt someone I care about but I do so with comedic timing which makes it acceptable 😌

my name’s Heather and my pronouns are she/her, I hope that’s enough info but please let me know if I’ve missed anything!!

hope you have a wonderful week and congratulations again, you deserve it so much, you are such an incredible talent!! 💗

hi my love!

thank you for participating again :)

i had to go back and read the first blurb i did to make sure i don’t rephrase anything, so i’m sorry if i repeat anything i’ve already said. (also omg, hard same on the round face thing, i also have a very round face. and the looking ill part made me laugh, im also really pale and generally unhealthy so i look sick a lot too.)

jon is very much a brooding individual. not negative necessarily, but definitely pessimistic. he’s been beaten down, and tends not to see the brighter side of things. i cant blame him, but it could make being around him a little bit difficult if you don’t function in the same way as him. youd balance him out, and he’d appreciate the little bit of joy you’d bring into his life. especially since you’re short, you’d be his little ball of sunshine, even if you don’t consider yourself to be that. you’d seem like that to him, and it would be a nice change of pace for him.

i don’t know what it is about him, but i think he has a bit of a mischievous personality that he doesn’t get to show often. he doesn’t have any reason to. but you’d bring out this side in him that’s childlike, and curious. he never really got to be a kid, and he’d feel comfortable enough around you to let loose a little. he’s incredibly protective, so he’d never put you in harms way or let anyone mess with you. but i think after a few pints of ale, he could be convinced to play some sort of prank on you.

maybe sam accidentally broke something of yours, and you were upset. you weren’t genuinely pissed at him, but you weren’t letting him get off free. maybe you did something equally as harmless, like throwing off his schedule or hiding something of his, and he gets sick of it. so he goes to jon, and jon is appalled by the idea.

“you’d have me play a joke on her? i do value my life, you know. her bad side is not one i want to get on.”

and sam would whine, telling him to grow up and be a man. he’d convince jon to go along with some sort of prank, maybe scaring you since they both know you scare easily. they’d wait behind a column, knowing you’d come that way and have ti pass them. they’d jump out, yelling.

you’d scream, moving into a fighting stance, when they’d both burst out laughing. you’d recognize that it was harmless fun, and you actually enjoyed that jon was having fun for once. but at the same time, there was no way you’d let them get away with it without getting them back.

“very mature,” you’d say, clutching your chest with a scowl on your face.

jon would laugh, bringing you into his arms. his cheeks were warm and rose tinted from the alcohol.

“i’m sorry, darling,” he’d say, clutching you tightly to him while trying not to laugh. “i had to. it was funny, you have to admit it.”

you’d hug him back, but glare up at sam, who’d take that as his cue to scamper off before you decided to do something rash.

you’d give jon a squeeze, before pushing him away. “asshole.”

“love,” he’d whine, and you’d find it so difficult to not smile at his tone.

you remained with a blank face, staring up at him with narrowed eyes. you may have been small, but you were scary. and jon took one look at your face before raising his hands in surrender, taking a step back.

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hope you enjoyed this! thank you again for your kind words, and for participating again. i really appreciate the support :)

you gave him a smile so calm that it struck fear in his heart. “you should be afraid, snow. very afraid.”

“shit,” he murmured, before shrugging and linking his arm with yours. “i’ve accepted my fate. do me a favor, though…go after sam before me. id like to be prepared.”

[flecks-of-stardust]

okay year in review eh

this shit's long so i'll put it under a cut, and also all tags are going to be removed

I posted 4,547 times in 2022

That's 1,870 more posts than 2021! (lmao. even though i made my blog sept 2021? i guess i slowed down somewhat)

551 posts created (12%)

3,996 posts reblogged (88%) (honestly not too shabby of a ratio for original stuff)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

liquidlikecats (hi moss)

aroarachnid (hi ash)

flecks-of-stardust (LOL MY FUCKING LIVEBLOGGING)

flame-shadow (huh i guess flame just posts a lot)

I tagged 3,149 of my posts in 2022

Only 31% of my posts had no tags (that is surprisingly high tbh)

#hollow knight - 939 posts (haha yes hollow knight blog)

#ghost - 277 posts

#the knight - 237 posts

#hornet - 177 posts

#bug fables - 163 posts

#rain world - 141 posts

#holly - 134 posts

#the hollow knight - 115 posts

#bookmarked - 113 posts

#pale king - 87 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (of course it's just screaming)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

the sale is over stop giving this notes pls /hj

160 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

#4

yknow, the watcher knights really speak to the influence lurien had. monomon’s protection is uumuu, a sentient jellyfish that presumably has some ties to her, while herrah’s protection is her people, in her Den. but lurien? lurien gets an army of knights. we fight five/six, but there’s more husks in the background. who knows how many knights he had at his disposal, all ready to guard his body? what kind of power must you have to have access to that?

192 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

honestly i still don't know how this has so many notes. where were yall even coming from?

#3

[image description: a crochet doll of a very round Radiance. She is roughly spherical, has a three pronged crown, a pair of wings each with three fronds, and round yellow eyes set into a black heart shaped mask. Everything about her is rounded and soft, though her eyes are ovals. end image description]

Orbiance

i saw someone’s radiorb plush in the main tag and was hit with the realization that i, too, can make the roundest radi to ever moth. she’s the biggest thing i’ve ever made thus far, which is... fitting, i think. her crown was surprisingly easy to wrangle into place, but i won’t complain sfjkghjk her face took more effort, honestly.

it’s interesting trying to simplify a design as layered as radi’s down into what is essentially a fancy ball. i thought about adding more fluff to her wings, but honestly, the triplet wing-crown-wing probably makes it cuter. also, from experience with the wooly aphid, adding more fluff just tends to look weird, so eh. simpler is better sometimes.

also, there is a surprise under her...

See the full post

236 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

bro tumblr gave this post a cliffhanger DKJSJKS all hail radiorb

#2

i ship lurien with a bed and a good nap

340 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

fran i blame you for this /j

My #1 post of 2022

the abyss cutscene after you dream nail the egg is a somber one, but i do have to wonder. how does ghost know what the pale king asked of the vessels? like the pale king is clearly going ‘no mind to think, no will to break’ as ghost is climbing up to the top in the cutscene, but surely he couldnt have told each individual vessel as they hatched ‘hey heres what i want you to do’ since theres probably billions of them

the most likely answer is probably magic, somehow, or. gameplay reasons. because this is a video game. but i want to entertain the idea that ghost knows what the pale king expected of the vessels because he stood at the top and screamed it repeatedly down into the abyss

661 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

thanks flame for helping this post blow up /s

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anyway this is interesting. if i'm still on the hellsite next year we'll compare again lmfao

[doebt]

i visited bo earlier to check on her little healing from her little hysterectomy and seeing her little surgical wounds like broke my heart out o fmy chest for some reason like just the thought of someone cutting her open like that...and her little helpless unconscious kitty cat body..i hope they did it with love

[awhkacey]

’𝐿𝑜𝑙𝑎 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦？𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢?’ 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑙𝑎 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦’𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦：

ꨄ my body is sculpted to perfection, my body looks exactly like lola bunny’s

ఌ my body is an exact carbon copy of lola bunny’s body

ఌ everyone can’t believe the resemblance between mine and lola’s bunny

ఌ everyone’s in love with my slim thick body

ఌ why are boobs so perky?

ఌ everyone can’t help but notice how big my boobs are

ఌ why is everyone always noticing how slim thick i am?

ఌ i have the flattest belly ever

ఌ everyone wants a flat belly like me

ఌ my wait is incredibly snatched

ఌ my waist cannot stop being so petite and tiny

ఌ i have the most rounded hips ever

ఌ my hips are so incredibly rounded

ఌ why is my ass so perky and round?

ఌ my ass is the roundest thing on this earth

ఌ i’ve got those cushy and pillow-like thighs

ఌ my thighs are so squishy ugh!

ఌ my skin is flawlessly caramel coloured

ఌ ugh im so in love with my clear caramel skin

ఌ i have the most seductive eyes anyone has ever seen

ఌ everyone finds my eyes so attractively alluring

ఌ my eyelashes are so wispy and thick

ఌ my eyelashes are so fluttery, all i have to do is bat my adorable eyelashes and everyone comes running

——

ఌ my voice is an exact carbon copy of lola bunny’s voice

ఌ everyone keeps on telling me how i sound exactly like lola bunny

ఌ i screaminggg the resemblance between mine and lola bunny’s voice is crazy

ఌ my voice sounds exactly like lola bunny’s voice

[28dayslater]

my top five jellycats

(of the ones currently listed on their website)

5. rolie polie monkey

i’m a big monkey fan and this one is maybe a little generic but he just has something so sad about him. what have you seen, rolie polie monkey? let me love you. i can cheer you up. i can at least try

4. tumbletuft duck

tumbletuft duck is clearly the platonic ideal of a duck. but i feel like she knows it! she’s not a humble queen. she’s maybe a little bit cocky with it. get over yourself miss tumbletuft!

3. ricky rain frog

LOOK AT THIS FROG. ricky here (we’re on first name terms) is possibly the roundest creature ever made. why is he so sad? why would you be this sad if you were an enomous round green frog? maybe his lilypad sank. that would suck

2. rondle pig

look at him. i mean really look at him. this pig is so round and so fat, yet still with such pettable fur. i love him. his posture is terrible but it just makes him more relatable to me. if i had rondle pig i would never let go of him for a second.

1. riverside rambler badger

a more perfect creature i simply never did see. his fashionable jacket... his fat tummy... his elegant snout... he’s got no mouth but he doesn’t need it bc his eyes are so shiny and wistful. it’s like he’s looking up at the stars. and i believe they’re looking back at him

[gnocchighoul]

HC that MC tells Diavolo about how firefighters make those charity calendars where they pose shirtless with puppies or kittens or goats or whatever, and Dia is just absolutely enchanted by the idea of it -- so enchanted, in fact, that he decides to make one with all the brothers and the exchange students :)

So naturally, he has a bunch of cute baby animals abducted from the human world for the day just for the photoshoot :) don't worry though, after the shenanigans they’re returned safe and sound from where he got them asdfghjk

There’s just one itty bitty little thing though. They take it a bit farther than just posing with puppies and kittens.

But they’re all still very much shirtless because this is really just an excuse for me to fantasize about them all being shirtless and holding baby animals 😌

Lucifer definitely poses with a bunch of little puppies. It’s classic, like him. Even though he’s already a dog dad, he definitely isn’t used to being around baby puppies and is probably a bit taken aback when they start gnawing on his fingers with their little sharp baby teef.

Obviously, Mammon poses with a bunch of the roundest, fluffiest panda babies that they can find. He totally tears up a bit when the little puffballs waddle up to him and cling on to his legs, and the photographer definitely makes sure to get pictures of him all teary and sniffly over the lil babies fghjklfghjk

Listen, for Levi’s pic they’re obviously gonna stick the water-boy in a pool with some kind of aquatic baby animal. But fish are kinda ugly and weird looking and the whole point of the calendar is to be cute. So they stick him in a pool and make him float around with a bunch of fluffy baby otters 🥺

Satan straight-up refuses to pose with anything that isn’t a kitten. Or ten kittens. Fifteen. Twenty. He’s not that picky, but he does request as many kittens as possible for his picture, and he’s absolutely going to try to sneakily keep them all afterward.

At first, Asmo is furious that he doesn’t get to pose with a bunch of lil baby kittens or puppies (they’re so classic!!! Everyone loves kittens and puppies!! And they’d look so much cuter next to him!!), BUT he does chill out when he sees all the cute fluffy bunnies they found for him 🥺 tbh he probably tries to break out his own pair of bunny ears for the photoshoot sdfghjkl

I mean, Beel already has that card where he’s posing with baby tigers and the lion cub, which is already PERFECT, so maybe they just abduct those lil babs again 🥺 they’re already friends, they can have a little reunion 🥺

As for Belphie… c’mon now. have you SEEN baby sloths? They’re ADORABLE. Give him 5. Let them cling onto him for dear life like he’s their sloth papa. They’ve got those sweet big eyes and make the cutest little meeping sounds and when they aren’t taking pictures they can all nap together 😭

Now I did say that the undateables were going to be in on this too, right? 👀

PICTURE THIS. DIAVOLO. WIELDING FLUFFY, WHITE BABY SEALS, ONE IN EACH ARM. MAYBE? IDK HOW BIG BABY SEALS ARE BUT HE’S HUGE AND STRONG AND THEY’RE FLUFFY AND SWEET AND HONESTLY HE COULD EVEN BENCH PRESS THEM IF HE WANTED TO

Have you ever seen a baby Japanese dwarf flying squirrel?? Because they’re really soft and round and chumby and I think it would be really cute to see Barbatos with a few of them 🥺 He would hold them so gently 🥺

Solomon gets a baby koala. He’s got white hair, they’ve got white (ear) hair -- it just works :) And baby koalas are lil snuggle bugs so he’s probably not going to be able to put it down for the entire day, which would just be too cute dfghjkkjh

Simeon & Luke pose with a bunch of little ducklings and chicks!! Maybe even a lamb, idk!!! (they still wear their normal clothes though because, y’know. they’re ✨holy✨ and luke is a literal child) Little farm animals are perfect for them!! Just think about Luke holding a little yellow chick that has a grumpy little face!! And Simeon, surrounded by baby ducklings!! My heart 🥺 

And finally, MC gets their own month!! Generally speaking it would be cute and very on brand if MC posed with a little lamb, BUT I also think it would be fun if they got to pose with whatever animal they want 👀 (personally, my MC would pose with red pandas~ I wanna know what your MC’s would pick too 👀 )

[oh-katsuki]

WAIT SORRY FOR THE BACK TO BACK BUT LIKE, TENDOU, I FEEL LIKE. HIS BABIES WOULD HAVE THE JUCIEST CHEEKS!!!

TENDOU IM ROLLING IN MY GRAVE RN

tendou's baby has his big wide eyes and the juciest roundest cheeks you've ever seen on a kid. and it's kinda funny because he is SO lanky and his baby is just so round and squishy.

also tendou has staring contests with his kid. sits across from his high chair and rests his head on his arms and they just stare at each other. and somehow you feel like they're communicating.