#tummy worm

[sergle]

Ah fuck ah shit we found a kitten again

dude screaming his LUNGS out in front of some random building in lawton. literally just screaming as loud as possible. his plan to cry for help worked flawlessly.

[willowser]

HI WILLOWWWWW

do you think you’d ever have to have a sit down discussion with katsuki about how to discipline your children? early on? it’s mentioned in the anime that he was spanked as a kid and thinks it’s fine bc it happened to him in the provisional license training, they go against it anyway but i was curious about your thoughts on if a discussion like that would happen?

HIIIIII FREN 😌🩷✨️

this is actually such an interesting question !!! 🤔 bc i feel like there is so much to unpack here LOL

but but but !!!! to make a long topic shorter i will say !! yes, i think the conversation comes up only once, and he brings it up himself. it's pretty early on, i think, before you even know what you're having and it happens very suddenly, maybe when you're laying in bed and not quite asleep, but eyes closed, lights off.

and he just says, voice firm and strong. "i ain't hittin' my kid."

it hangs in silence for a minute, heavy and serious, before you sit up a little to look at him. you frown just slightly, and you can't tell if it's because you're tired or if it's just too early into the pregnancy that you hadn't even started thinking about discipline, but you ask, "what, honey?"

he's sitting up with his back against the headboard, already watching you intently. it takes another moment for him to gather his words, but eventually he sighs and shifts his gaze to your ceiling. "i didn't have no...fuckin'....'time out' or 'sit in the corner and think about you did' kind of thing, but," he raises a hand and rubs his fingers into his eyes and you wonder how long he's been sitting there, thinking about this. "i'm not hittin' 'em."

it seems like such haunting topic, so suddenly—any kind of connection of harm against your growing little bean—and you almost want to press katsuki for why he's bringing this up, now, but—there's a severity to his voice that warns you otherwise.

instead you roll over in the bed until your head is resting against his shoulder, and rub a hand across his chest until he's linking his fingers with yours. "okay, yeah," you agree simply, smooshing your cheek against him. "yeah, no hitting." when he doesn't react, you squeeze him. "y'okay?"

"'s'fine," he tells you—immediately, dismissively, in that way he does when you're looking too closely at something he's not quite ready to share. when you don't react, he turns his face and presses his mouth into your hair, taking a breath to steady himself. "'s'fine," he says again, softly enough that you think it might not be, really—but maybe someday.

[mrnarwhalsworth]

THE SCRUNGLINA!!!!!!!

[rubydubsnuby]

I love how we as a fandom have just decided that Pim throws up when he gets too flustered

[boynarcing]

Leon and puppy Boy reader. Leon being so mean shoving your head into the carpet when you have an accident because he won't let you go outside because it's to cold and he doesn't want to go outside. Kicking you around making you lay in your cage for days ignoring you going out drinking only to come home to kick you around beating you raping you if he was to drunk stomping on your tail accidently breaking it one time feeling horrible about it. Being nice to you when he gets sober letting you lay in bed with him petting you rubbing the slope of your nose taking your hands squishing my paw pads. Starting to be more gentle when you're in heat pampering you being gentle roughing you up sometimes feeling bad after

-ฅU⁠^⁠ｪ⁠^⁠U⁠ฅ

only leon would stomp on his pup’s tail and accidentally break it… that’s so sick he’s such a cruel man even when he’s not trying to be 🙂‍↔️ he’s the type to put peanut butter on his dick for his puppy boy to lick off but he doesn’t even need it… you’re always eager to please duhhh he’s just paranoid

[naomiknight-17]

Jon texted me while I was at the hospital today to tell me that Tiny Tim was being 'sassy' - meaning he was being aggressive/bitey/nasty

And I was worried that this was a sign of another cystitis flare-up, cuz being in pain from that makes him aggressive/defensive. When I got home, he was napping on a chair and licked my hand when I petted him. Now he's curled up on my lap, sleeping happily, after a good snuggle sesh

He isn't sick

He was being nasty because I went out and didn't take him with me, and he was mad

[bloodtwin]

@accultant ⸻ continued from here :

I don’t deserve to be coddled, they bite their tongue against answering, curling into a smaller ball where they sit with their shoulder pressed against Puck’s, their knees to their chest. It isn’t fair that he has to comfort them when they were the one who lied. They made the choice to hide it all from him, manipulate him. All in a futile, foolish attempt to erase their past, and themselves along with it. It was always their fault.  “I failed you in so many ways, Puck,” they respond quietly, looking at their hands as they worry and pick at the same hole in their cloak that they mended just the night before. It’s hard to talk so openly and honestly for a number of reasons. One of them being that Puck and Iago, as close as they’ve always been, as important as they are to each other, stopped talking a long time ago. Even before the Bhaal temple, so much was left unspoken and so much was never truly addressed. They were stuck with a horrible, rotten life and only had one person in the world to turn to - and they often failed to do even that, mistaking codependency and obsession for support.  Now, they’re finally trying. Iago insists upon it, as difficult as it is. They have to be better.   “I was not a good sibling,” they continue, stating it like a fact. It is a fact, in Iago’s eyes. Puck won’t ever be able to remember all the ways they let him down. He won’t remember playing lanceboard or wearing matching bows as kids, either.  A hole rips beneath their shaking fingers and they start to wind a thread around their pinkie.  “I shouldn’t have lied. I know that’s no way to fix that, but…” they have to add before they go on, their thoughts choppy and disjointed as they chip at the truth. They’ll never be able to apologize enough for what they did to him, but it must be said anyway.  “But I was scared that you wouldn’t want me as I was,” their voice has devolved into a mumble, losing steam quickly as the lump in their throat grows. “I thought that I would be better left forgotten. Sometimes I still do. Maybe if you remembered what I was like -” they’re already shaking their head as they interrupt themselves. “No. You wouldn’t agree, you’ve always been patient with me. Kind. But the truth is, you deserve a better sibling than what I was for you.” That shouldn't have been your choice to make, Iago.

HE LISTENS. Absorbs their words. Gathers his thoughts. Then he sucks in a breath, begins:  ❝ You’re right. ❞ 

        He hopes his tone doesn’t come across as harsh. He doesn’t mean it that way, though he would not be surprised if a hint of bitterness wormed its way in. He will forgive Iago in time; there is no questioning that, of course he will, but he is still angry for now. Still heartbroken.

Voice as steady as he can muster, he continues, ❝ You shouldn’t have lied. I won't scold you for it again; you already know how I feel about your little long con. It hurt me in ways I will never be able to forget. ❞ Pause. Hm. Well 。。。

❝ Barring the admittedly higher than average chance that I get another lobotomy, of course, ❞ he clarifies before cringing at the fact that such a thing even needs clarifying, ❝ I will never forget that pain. Though, truthfully, I wouldn't want to forget it. Because it was you, & I love all of you, even the parts that hurt me. ❞

❝ But yes, what you did was not what a good sibling would have done, I agree. ❞

        Puck shifts to face them more directly. His hands reach forward to gently pry the thread from their pinkie. No need to suffocate the poor thing ‘til it turns purple simply because they want to punish themselves. Or maybe they just can't help fidgeting despite the potential harm. Puck understands both instincts & wishes neither on them. 

❝ Now, this is the part where I could go on & say that I’m not a good sibling, either. That would be true, too. I may not remember anything, but I know I wasn’t exactly a saint. I’m sure that extends to how I treated you; I doubt I was always patient. Definitely not always kind, that just sounds insane. I can't imagine the leader of a murder cult being benevolent. ❞ 

        He’s hunched over now, head tilting upwards to look at them like that of a curious dog. His fingers slip between theirs, thumb brushing the back of their hand. Eyebrows raise with an absentminded hum. ❝ In a way, we’re already a bit even with each other, no ？But that isn’t really the point of what I said. ❞

His hand retracts to cup his own chin, elbows resting on his knees. Puck looks out at the ocean, and there is a long pause as he watches the sun dip beneath the waves. One of his feet idly kicks at the large rock they sit on. 

        ❝ I didn’t claim you were too good to be forgotten. I said you didn’t deserve it. ❞ Eyes flick back to his twin. ( Gods, his twin 。His twin, his twin, he has a twin 。That’s why he always felt like something was missing. Like half of him had been stolen away. It was never his memories. It was Iago. All this time, it was them. Of course it was them. ) 

❝ No one deserves to be forgotten by their own brother, Iago. No matter what they’ve done. I don’t care that we treated each other like shit. Of course we did. I’d bear the weight of knowing all my sins tenfold if it meant I could remember you, too. It isn’t fair that you have to carry those memories alone. ❞ 

        Dark eyebrows furrow. He knows it isn’t that simple. That he would surely buckle under the pain of all he’d done. But at least he’d have someone to lean on, then. He’s glad to be able to lean on them now, so he does. His head finds a comfortable home in the crook of Iago’s neck.

❝ You told me we were sweet once. The other day. I responded with something rather bitter because I could not control my anger at the time. I believe you, though. That we were, I mean. But even if that weren’t true, I am still sorry that I cannot remember it. That I cannot remember you. ❞

        He swallows roughly, trying & failing ⸻ always failing ⸻ to hold back the tears that sting his eyes. Despite that, he lifts his head to look at Iago, his sibling, his twin, directly because they are the only one with whom he can. Delicately, he takes their face between his hands.

❝ Worst of all, I am sorry that I cannot apologize for all I've done to you. You did not deserve that, either. ❞ Firmly, he adds, ❝ Even if you hurt me, too. It is not fair that you have to carry both of our sins on your own. You must understand that you deserve so much more than that. Tell me that you do. ❞

[slippery-domjot-balls]

[corneliathegreat]

Stomach's n life presents: 🥞Upset for what?🧇 Pt1?

• ▪︎Z&F▪︎

Warning: Zee was drugged but definitely not r8ped. And he forcibly gets pleasure out of it. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, please turn back. There are also mentions of scientists and experiments, but no one is harmed

Zee landed on his shared bed, with a groan. Having a sibling was such pain. Especially, when she's a crazy, mad scientist. (Well, he is too, but...) Normally, he doesn't mind her, cause they keep their distance. But, this morning, she practically dragged him and Faith to breakfast. At her house. Eating food she made.

• Leah's known for having hidden motives in her good deeds, so he was pretty suspicious. Luckily, they left feeling fine. But, he couldn't help but feel like the trick was taking its time to reveal itself. Eh, if there is, he's ready to pick up Faith from work at anymore.

• Zee laid down on the couch with a yawn. It's been 4 hours since breakfast and his wife hasn't called once. Thank goodness, Leah didn't do anything to her. Otherwise, she was she getting locked in a chokehold. He looked over at the clock. He had 2 hours left until Faith came home.

• Well, now was a good to get a nap. Especially, since he ate lunch already. Slowly, he closed his eyes and settled in. Time to dream about coyotes again.

• GrrRrroowwlll...

• He opened his eyes and looked down. That was odd. It's been an hour and a half since he last ate. Is he still digesting?

• RrRRRrrggg...

• The scientist raised up, now touching his stomach.

• "What the-"

• GGGGRRRLLL~!

• "Ouch..."

• His stomach cramped making him gasp. Damn. Was it the leftovers? His intestines rumbled again, this time nearly vibrating.

• RrrrRrrr...burrrblll~!

• Zee oddly shivered after that growl. That... was weird. He hates stomach aches. So why did that feel kinda good-?

• UrRrr... Urrrrggg...!

• His breath hitched. Suddenly, he found himself pressed on his pillows panting. Each gurgle and squelch, sent shivers through his body. He didn't know what to think, until he something rang in his head.

• Faith, you gotta try this. -Leah

• It's my new pancake recipe. -Leah

• ...Okay then. -Faith

• Annnd, I'll take that. -Zee

• What the- Zee! -Leah

• What? I'm starving. -Zee

• That brat! How dare she try to poison his wife with her...aphrodisiac pancakes! He's glad he got drugged instead of her, but what was he gonna do? His stomach was going crazy and it was turning him on. Maybe he could-

• His stomach suddenly lurched, making it grumble profusely. Although it did feel good, the scientist ignored the pleasure. Something made it jump like that. He quickly poked around his toned stomach, but felt nothing. The intruder must've hated it, since it raced around the inner lining of his organ.

• GrrRrrmm... Grrroooalll~!

• "Nng...!"

• Zee held back the love sound, not wanting to give into the odd feeling. His stomach continued to rage loudly under his palm. He nearly gave in, when he felt a tiny bump. Ah! He almost forgot the the mystery he had to crack. He shakily got off the bed and looked around for his work bag. His tummy growled loudly, not liking the new movement.

• "Hngh...! Will you shut up?"

• He groaned, unintentionally rubbing the complaining body part. He couldn't think like this. All this pleasure and noise, it was so irritating. Where was the visual stethoscope again?

• BURRRRBLLLL~!

• Zee groaned loudly as his guts thrashed about. He fell down on his side, nails sinking into abdomen. Is this how he was gonna get off? From a dumb erotic stomach ache, that was inflicted on him by Leah? Another gurgle shook his guts, forcing him to whine. Yep, this was how. Gas began to bubble up in his stomach.

• Grrrgg...

• Crap, this was gonna be big.

• GrrURRRglll~!

• Shit.

• Urrr...URK~!

• Shit!

• Right before it erupted, the bedroom door opened.

• "Sweetie, I'm back."

• Zee shot up.

• "Faith, your back alrea-?"

• GRRGGRRRRROWWLLL~!

• Both adults went silent as his belly dragged the out the sound. Despite pleasure tickling his DNA, the ginger barely felt it. How was he gonna this?

• "Umm..."

• He thought carefully.

• "Breakfast isn't agreeing with me."

• Grrrgg...RrrRRRrrr...!

• "Mmm, you might have to go to the doctor's."

• Faith said in her usual calm manner. She place the cold end of the stethoscope higher on Zee's abdomen. It only rumbled slightly.

• rrrrrr...

• "So, it's quieter up here."

• She pulled the doctor tool off and began to fix up her ponytail.

• "That's a pity breakfast didn't sit well with you."

• "It tasted good."

• The ginger nodded. Who cares about his guts? He just wish he caught on to his sister's shenanigans earlier. Then Faith wouldn't have to be subjected to his growling intestines!

• "Do you want me to call Doctor Khan?"

• Huh?

• "No!

• "I mean-,"

• He thought quickly.

• "Nah, this'll blow over."

• The dark haired woman nodded and kissed her husband's hand.

• "You need me to get you anything?"

• Zee shook his head.

• "I'll be fine babe."

• Maybe he will. He still hasn't discovered the cause yet. Faith stood up and kissed him on the cheek.

• "I'm gonna take a nap, wake me if you need anything."

• "Kay"

• The moment she was out the door, Zee let out a long groan. It was so hard keeping it together with all the shifting and twisting going on inside. But, he couldn't reel for long, he still had work to do. He hopped on the bed and turned on his computer.

• The scientist yanked off the stem of the stethoscope, revealing a plug underneath. It was plugged in and he clicked it's recent audio. Sick growls replayed on the computer, making Zee cringe. Man, those came outta him.

• Grrgggllll~! Rrr...

• Zee looked down. His stomach was growling back!? Gross. He attempted to go back to his search, but his insides continued to rumble. This time, the uninvited guest jumped around.

• Grrrummmmble~!

• "Ngh!"

• He hated how tingly this was making him feel. With one hand still on his upset stomach, he typed away on his PC. The device analyzed the audio, looking for the possible experiments that could tumble insides. The intruder squirmed more, making Zee twitch and his stomach churn.

• Grrwwwlll...! Grrr~!

• Luckily, the computer chimed. Finally, the ginger could focus on something else.

• Tummy worm: Invention 128. Created by Leah Hansen. This little guy is made to upset tummies, but can also introduce you to a new kink. You'd be surprised how good squirming in the stomach can feel. And don't run to the doctor's. It digest naturally in 3 hours.

• 3 hours!? Leave it to Leah to make the world's most USELESS invention. This is probably a new creation she needed a guinea pig for. Whatever. It's already been like...1 hour since it started. He can wait it out. Maybe even ask Faith for some "special" help. He leaned back in his chair, hands planted on his stomach. The worm began thrashing around again, making his abs tighten.

• GrrURRRglll~!

• GrrrOOOgglll...Urrr...!

• He sighed. He is gonna get her back so hard.

• RrRRRrrggg~!

• And it's gonna be LAXATIVE.

This one was DEFINITELY outta my normal writing range. But...I kinda liked it. I might make a sequel. Maybe, Faith will "comfort" Zee😏 Dunno.

(Thank @ymmyomm again! I love these banners)

[officialcobb]

new kind of gummy 🪱worm🪱 look soooo yum!!! 🥵 😍🪱

[hafwen]

This is a much better birthday than I expected I spent over an hour on the floor with Toni playing with the string toy

Now that she's been dewormed once and has stuff to kill the bugs that were on her she's actually starting to bathe! I think she was just too lethargic to do it before because that's all that's changed

[stalactites]

really like this guy so far. weird cat <3

[inkykeiji]

Ughhh the todoroki men are so delicioussss. I used to have reoccurring dreams about being shoutos friend from class coming over to study and then touya falling in love with me lmaoo (in my head touya still hates shouto but isnt seeing murderous red like your touya-nii) hehe

okay but the big brother falling in love with baby brother’s bff trope works SO well for them, especially given their relationship rift. my favourite is touya coercing, seducing, and manipulating shouto’s brand new and very first girlfriend, and natsuo following in his nii-san’s footsteps, because touya is always the ringleader, and natsuo is always his second-in-command partner in crime <3 and the two of them are just fucking menaces together <3

[lovelaceisntdead]

soooooooooooo much anxiety in my whole entire body

[graveyardmouth]

i ate too many sour candies my tummy uurts