#tw: gutting

[labyrinth]

ALL-AMERICAN BITCH Olivia Rodrigo: GUTS World Tour

[galindaelphaba]

OLIVIA RODRIGO: GUTS WORLD TOUR (2024)

[agardenlife]

Love Is Embarrassing live on the GUTS World Tour

[lover-of-mine]

#good thing dude said almost

[accoffee7]

[abyssal-ilk]

playing as a tabris warden and especially playing as a fem tabris warden is just a constant over and over gut punch. you're getting married but then you, your cousin, and several other women from your alienage are kidnapped during your wedding by the arl's son. you slaughter your way out of it to save your cousin and the other women, but there isn't a victory in it— you know there will be retribution for killing a palace full of guards and several nobles even though you were defending yourself and your kin. you're forced to leave your home and join the grey wardens without being given even a single night to recover. you know there will be a purge. you don't know if you'll ever see your family again.

you're taken to ostagar where you are the only woman amongst the grey wardens, and not only that, you are the only elf among them. you remember nessa, the girl in your alienage who was afraid of leaving because she feared what the soldiers would do to her after going so long without seeing a woman. your status as an elf and a woman are constantly remarked upon. you have no choice but to stay. you are fed darkspawn blood by duncan; the blood kills one man while he slaughters the other in front of you. you are supposed to feel grateful to have survived this.

and even later when you seek help from the dalish, what do you learn from zathrian? the same injustices that were inflicted upon you have been repeated over and over for centuries. what do you learn when you seek help from the mages? templars lurk in every corner, always watching, driving mages to the same violence you yourself committed. what do you learn in orzammar? to be a castless woman is to be not considered a person, who's only worth is the children she can bear for the same nobles who keep the castless subjugated. to be chosen by a noble is supposed to be an honor. why does this feel familiar?

AND THEN. what do you learn from the deep roads? darkspawn in all of their corruption are no different; you learn of the broodmothers. it is the same everywhere, no matter where you look. nothing changes. even your other party members, leliana and zevran, have their own stories. and you don't have another choice but to keep pushing on.

[resetme]

BABY REINDEER (2024) Episode 6.

[mostrovskaa]

Rotating them in my mind... ( sorry for all the tw stuff, it just fits them :-(( so I put them in a little polish cartoon style piece as retribution)

[keikoyume]

The Boiled Buddy!!!

I’m slowly getting used to look at its pics without flinching, I’m getting stronger! (Having its plushy helps //uwu)

[sweetfridays]

♡ OLIVIA RODRIGO guts world tour premiere

[shalom-iamcominghome]

If anyone is interested, please feel free to light a digital candle through Illuminate. I got a name a few years back, and it's a name I won't forget. May every name we have found be a blessing. May their names never be forgotten. May we never forget.

Never again means now.

[allamericansbitch]

I broke a glass, tripped and fell, told secrets I shouldn't tell Stumbled over all my words, made it weird, then made it worse Each day that I'm alive, it's social suicide

[ihatemakingusernames]

"Look what you've done to me!"

He said, staring down at the pile of fat on his lap. His gut had expanded nearly enough to cover the entirety of it... If he sucked in, sometimes, he could still see the tips of his knees.

His hands moved from the soft, doughy, lard of his gut to fondle his enormous breasts. That's what they were now, breasts. They had to be. They were far too large, and almost too feminine, to be referred to as moobs. His hands gripping the fat, were almost swallowed by the sheer amount of flesh that hung from his obese frame.

He no longer had much of a neck. His chins turned to rolls resting on top of his fat encased shoulders. His arms, huge, soft, and dimpled with cellulite. Shockingly, he didn't have many rolls there. His skin looked like it had been inflated with soft, jiggling fat, that filled them out evenly, like pillows.

His legs were massive. Wider than my waist, and continually growing. You could tell at one point his calves might have been muscular, having to carry around all that weight, but they had been consumed by a thick layer of firm fat. Taut, but still jiggly when he lumbered down the hallway. His thighs? Oh his thighs were exquisite. Enormous and soft. Wide and wobbly, with that fat roll up on the top that if you looked too quick you might mistake for his fat pad. Almost obscene until you realize what you're looking at.

Then, if you could figure out how to heave his gut out of the way, there it was. The watermelon sized blob that sat over his dick. It had been at least a hundred pounds since you could see his piggy cock peeking out from beneath it. It was swallowed now, beneath the weight of his greed, but, not to worry, his lust was still satiated on a regular basis. His body was his Fleshlight. You could see the entirety of him sway and wobble when thrusted against himself. His moans infectious, you could see the pleasure rake across his bloated face as he gorged himself on yet another meal... that to you or I, would be a feast.

Yes, I did encourage him. Feed him. Bring him food. But it was he who agreed to eat. He who begged to be stuffed. And he, who on a particularly submissive night, would whine and plead to grow fatter... For me.

[dailyoliviarodrigo]

Olivia Rodrigo and Chappell Roan performing 'HOT TO GO!' at the GUTS Tour in LA

[fraternum-momentum]

your insides are so pretty. [♡]

[m-malov]

TW GORE & GUTS!!!

I will make your life miserable. OPEN COMMISSIONS!!