#this is so so good

[staryarn]

LOSING MY MIND

[mswyrr]

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[typewriter-worries]

[fatguarddog]

I love the idea of being fattened up as a vampire's cattle. You're lost in the woods and follow the sound of music to a great castle. You find the grand doors unlocked, and burst in to find a grand party underway. The great hall is filled with the fattest people you've ever seen, all talking and laughing and flirting with eachother. But at the back of the hall, you notice a strange fellow with an imposing aura, who, while not exactly skinny, is notably smaller than the crowd around him.

One of the guests, a woman whos gut almost reaches the floor, ushers you over to a huge, grand dining table covered in a vast variety of hearty and fattening food, the scent if which makes you drool. She seats you at the table in a chair suited for someone much, much larger than yourself, and brings a spoonful of mashed potatoes to your lips. You protest that you can feed yourself, but she insists. Another amazingly fat guest waddles over and joins her in feeding you. Soon, you can feel your full belly protest, straining against your clothes, but the gorgeous fatties around you wont stop.

You're held down by more partygoers. Your clothes are unbuttoned to make more room for food. You're stuffed full of food for hours, half concious as your captors' fat fingers caress your sore stomach and stroke your hair. All the while, that imposing stranger at the back of the hall watches you.

You wake up in a humongous feather bed next to the dining hall, and the cycle continues. Every day and night you are fattened into a food coma, and every morning you wake up to find your figure getting softer and softer. You come to enjoy getting stuffed. After sitting in bed and admiring your jiggly belly and soft thighs for a while, you get up and waddle into the dining hall. The seats fit you much better now, and you happily dig in to the feast as your fellow fatties sit beside you and fondle your doughy body.

Finally, the figure at the back of the room approaches you. They are tall and strong, with a pudgy little belly and curvy thighs. They lead you into an extravagent bedroom with a huge bed covered in fluffy pillows and silken sheets. You are caressed and undressed by the castle's master, the copious rolls of your stomach freed to spill out into your soft lap. They compliment you on how quickly you've transformed into their fat little servant before biting your pudgy neck and drinking their fill.

You live out the rest of your days in hedonistic bliss as cattle for your vampire lord, growing fatter and fatter alongside your fellow servants. They were once lost in the woods like you. How kind of your lord to take you all into their home!

God this is so!!!!! This is so many things I enjoy in kink and as a person omg, like please let me be taken in by the 'kind' vampire so I can become part of his fattened up herd

Please let me enjoy all of the touches and mutual feedings with my fellow dinner guests as we swell ever more corpulent and richly flavourful for our master~

[pluckysidekick]

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[skloomdumpster]

Summary:

Three years after she vanished, Bloom returns from the Realm of Darkness. Riven, Sky and the rest of the Winx Suite have been fighting the good fight but they're tired, bitter and exhausted. Riven and Sky have begun a clandestine relationship during this time. Sky and Bloom reunite but there's tension between them, and Riven is determined to fix it by whatever means possible, whatever the consequences.

Written by @amchara, go show her some love

ARE YOU PEOPLE AWARE THERE’S A RIVEN/SKY/BLOOM FIC IN AO3 AND ITS BEAUTIFUL AND PAINFUL AND MESSY??

you are now. 

[msookyspooky]

"I already lost Sidney, I can't lose you!" Like he said in Sequels Suck.

:)

since people seemed to love my two other angsty blurbs, here is another one ft. Dad!Randy 😌

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Gale, with her hands up says, "can I just say one last thing?"

Jill scuffs. "Like what? Please?"

She shakes her head, smirking once she realizes that you were charging up the shock pads. "Clear."

"Clear?"

"Clear!" You put the shock pads right to her head and she drops like a sack a bricks. "You forgot the one thing about remakes, Jill. Don't fuck with the original."

You put the shock pads onto the table and help Gale and Judy up. Just then, Dewey and Randy come running in, a look of terror and shock across there faces.

"We thought you needed..." Randy trails off.

"Help? We got it. Thanks." You smile at him.

A week later, you and Gale were allowed to leave the hospital. She and Dewey left, going to pack up and going to move to New york. And you were packing to leave also. Before you left, you wanted to say good-bye to Randy and his daughter, Clara.

Randy walks in with you and Clara says, "did you bring auntie y/n?!"

"Why don't you hug her and find out?!"

She yells out of excitement and runs to give you a hug. You laugh as you pick her up and spin her around before putting her back down.

Once Clara was settled down and playing with her toys, you and Randy sit on the couch.

"You're really leaving?"

You nod sadly. "Yeah. This feels like the last time, you know."

"Oh, you just jinxed it!" He laughs.

You roll your eyes. "Still immature I see. But seriously, this feels like the last time we'll have to deal with this. I think it's finally over."

"So why don't you move back to Woodsboro then?"

You immediately shake your head. "I'll pass. Too many memories."

"Clara would miss her aunt. And I know I would miss you. Dewey and even Gale would miss you!

You scuff. "Clara and Dewey? Yes. Gale? Maybe. But you? We both know that's a lie."

"I would!"

You let out a laugh. "Sure. You got a life here. A good job, a kid, an amazing home, you aren't going to miss me."

You ignore the tighting in your throat. You knew Randy though it's true but you also knew deep down it wasn't. The only thing connecting you with Gale, Dewey, and Ray was the trauma and now that it was over, you would go your separate ways and never talk to each other again. I mean 10 years had passed since Roman and after that you became a hermit again and hardly ever talked to Dewey and Ray. Coming back to Woodsboro was the first time you saw Dewey and Randy in person and Gale not on t.v.

You felt as though if you could go back in time you would. Killing Billy and Stu on the spot or turning them in, save Derek, Mark and Sid's dad, maybe give dating another try. But it was now over and you were going back to being a hermit.

Even though being a hermit wasn't exactly healthy, Billy and Stu were still out there and there was always a possibility of another idiot putting on the ghostface mask and trying to get famous.

You, by all accounts, were a damaged woman and you couldn't shake off the feeling that you didn't deserve any happiness. You tried to save Billy and Stu, causing Sid to get killed and Randy to hate you, you didn't turn them in when you learned they were still alive, you lost track of how many people got killed because of idiots trying to copy Billy and Stu and how many lies you had to tell. Not to mention the people you indirectly hurt.

It got tiring after so many years of going threw this and you figured it was better to just not have hope at a normal live because you knew it wouldn't be possible.

[sweetmiri-thoughts]

this is amazing…

Mithrun

Song: 4:00 A.M. by Taeko Onuki

[itsscaredycat]

so ok yeah fine i watched gravity falls again and read the book of bill

[macdenlover]

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

[gorgo4ne]

"Useless ray of goddamn sunshine. You could have taught an old fool like me a lot."

Referenced Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan (1885)

[mroddmod]

the queen of the disco or whatever

[yourmajestybee]

EVERYONE NEEDS TO LOOK AT HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON UNTRAINABLE THE STAGE PLAY RN

[katelynduval]

Wanted: Your face in my 😻

would u lick me...?🥺

[phantom-clock]

Dude this is actually so perfect and exactly hat i meant oh my god i love it

I know people really like disheveled Odysseus but like, wouldn't it be worse if during his stay at calypso's island he's the most cleaned up and groomed he's ever been during his voyage. His hair is long and silky smooth, his beard is trimmed, his clothes are pristine and hang nicely from his body. Calypso treats him like a prized possession, and how could she possibly let it (her pet? her toy?) get unkempt and scruffy? Idk something about him having a complete lack of agency and no choice in even the way he looks and his stay in a supposed paradise reflecting on his person