#wow this got long heh

[ravensroleplays]

Random Observation:

Okay, quick disclaimer: I haven’t gotten very far in the Security Breach: Ruin DLC yet by which I mean I haven’t watched all of Markiplier’s videos. However, the other day I ended up running into a spoiler regarding the ‘Gregory’ Cassie talks to in the game.

And given the circumstances, I...can’t help but be reminded of the very first time I wrote Ian.

[akkivee]

nobody asked but these are probably my favourite live looks hayama-san gave us lol

[silvermeww]

things that are short term that i'm not into:

stomach hurty. it does not like this stupid mocha

less than 30 mins til next class

it's bio. it's going to suck

and i JUST finished that annoying lab report that makes no sense whatsoever (i hate bacteria so much. why. i also hate evolution, which one of my professors pronounces it as eeveelution and i had to stop myself from laughing)

in the library there is a massive bug flying around

i've been stuck here since 7:30

i only slept for 5 hours

okay i've already finished the class at this point and dang my stomach feels worse. what did i drink, knock-off mocha?? poison?? i never felt this bad drinking something in a long, long while (if ever)

never trust cafes in uni again. back to the vending machine rip

much more interesting things about pokemon that i'm going though:

after trying out pokerogue a week or so ago, i'm somehow more than halfway the whole thing. for my first pokemon-adjacent game (well, more fanmade than anything), i'm doing decently well. yeah i cheat by restarting before i die but i'm pretty sure everyone does at this point lol.

it's actually interesting that most of my opponents (as gym leaders/bad guys) are unova/kalos respectively. where is my character and why are they inbetween these two regions??

it's so much more funnier when you know that at least half my team is weak to fire. i don't know how they're surviving. team flare keeps bringing out fire types and i hate that my first gym leader was chili aka his monkey that knows incinerate. + i 'basically' died so many times to xerosic aka one (out of TWO??) of his vilillon know hurricane that somehow smashs my team and one (again out of two) of his malamar knows superpower = all but two of my team is hella weak to that move.

even more funnier that i keep oneshotting wild pokemon that i want to get. talonflame? mimikyu (which always survives the first attack but dies in the next no matter what i do)? that stupid manetric (that i found twice at least??) that oneshots ME if i give it a chance and try to catch it when it has like 5 hp left?

i feel like the game knows what xy does to me because right after surviving another flare grunt i face LYSANDRE?? of all people?? i was so lucky that i healed them all up as much as my saved up money would allow bc hrngg i hate that 7 foot man. so many deaths between him and xerosic. hate this french guys fr (the scientist is still the worst though. all he does is reinforce my fear of vilillon and malamar)

i love how i managed to sweep a whole area with my magnezone. it was a fairy cave with a bunch of fairy + water types. flash cannon + zap cannon go brr

talking about magnezone, i keep forgetting that discharge will mess up anyone else on my team in a double battle (kept killing my poor squawkabilly whose a beast with aerial ace but sucks in defence + weavile who is weak to say too many things to be alive rn and yet still tanks with triple axel and rock smash). kind of the same issue as my previous ace rillaboom, who fell from his pedestal due to wood hammer and its stupid recoil damage (i replaced it dw but he’s still very behind compared to the rest of my team). this game is really teaching me about how moves work and their viability in games as opposed to anime

im pretty sure that fairy cave took me to johto cause all of a sudden i got pryce. why?? and his mr ryme (which is female?? also wow hello gen 8 with my gen 2 gym leader) knows double kick aka i'm DEAD pls

anyways weavile carries my team along with magnezone, squawkabilly is largely backup if i'm stuck with fighting types (plus any pesky grass and bug), my comfort furret that used to be my real comfort sentret hold sucker punch and echoed voice just in case but is really just There lol, persian i used to really rely on when it had fake out + feint but power gem is super useful (and i hold hope that i can use pay day in excess in the future), and rillaboom has knock off (used to be really useful) and is mostly there to smash through water types. i did not choose this team, this team chose me at this point heh

honestly not doing this for competitive stuff so i don't have any qualms about refreshing the page before the game puts me at the start again, but where does everyone get their legendaries?? and how on earth did i oneshot my rival's shiny rayquaza with triple axel HELP

all in all, pretty good progress. rn around 160?? middle of nowhere. giving me major mezase vibes with the fact that i have no idea where i am. my rival is confounded as i am about oneshotting his recent team with weavil, only my bird is female, and somehow all of those fire-type moves and pokemon are just gone. and i never knew how awesome sturdy can be until my magenezone is just,, living after an earthquake. with 1 hp. and oneshots that abomasnow afterwards with flash cannon. anyways everyone should give them so much love especially since i raised it from a wee magnemite with, like, thunderwave or smth. it literally only had status moves at the start.

also how come all of my rare eggs are just starters?? in the game where all starters are already avaliable from the start?? + one shiny sneasel but AFTER i already have my main one. btw does anyone care for 3 torchics lol

[sunderwight]

Trying my hand at this one:

Shen Yuan transmigrates into a worm.

It's just a normal garden variety (heh) earthworm, not a special magical worm (yet), so initially he thinks this is gonna be a really short transmigration adventure indeed. But of course that would be boring, so he also manages to end up in the body of a worm who lives under one of those magical immortal fruit-bearing trees.

One of the fruit drops, Worm Yuan chows down, and he significantly upgrades his physical abilities, and senses, and gains a cultivation boost! Hooray!

Unfortunately it's not enough to fix that he's still a worm, but it's enough so that he has less to fear from getting hit by a random shovel or such. In the process of eating the fruit, he sees some disciples (come to gather the fruits, slacking somewhat since they even allowed a few to hit the dirt) and overhears enough of a conversation to figure out that he's transmigrated into a worm that lives in the PIDW setting. Specifically, on Qian Cao Peak!

Wow! How random and wild! Why a worm??? What god did he piss off in his past life for this?

Well anyway, it is what it is, and Shen Yuan decides that if he's gonna live a probably short and uneventful life as a worm, at least he wants to see his favorite character. So he inches his way in what he hopes is the general direction of Qing Jing Peak, course-correcting whenever he gathers that he's guessed wrong, hitching a ride on the occasional shoe or once even gripping the internal part of a wheel from an An Ding Peak carriage, until finally, he's leveled up his meager worm cultivation even more and has reached Qing Jing Peak!

As Worm Yuan continues to inch his way across the peak, he keeps just-barely missing Luo Binghe, until finally he comes across... not Binghe, but a recognizable item: a fake jade pendant!

Though lost initially on a tree branch, it must have fallen at some point, down to the ground where Worm Yuan stumbled upon it.

Mustering his strength, Worm Yuan manages to get the broken string of the fake jade around his little worm body, and then makes the herculean trek to the wood shed. Dodging bird attacks, hiding from other QJP disciples, and further upgrading his Worm Skills such as digging, inching, and oozing, until finally he reaches his destination and squeezes under the door.

Leading to the situation of an incredulous disciple Luo Binghe -- who had previously been tending to his bruises -- watching as a little worm climbs into the shed (normal, usually it's spiders but sometimes other bugs get inside) while dragging his long-lost most treasured item in what can only be described as a deliberate fashion (very not normal).

After ascertaining that Worm Yuan is not some cultivator's tool or shapeshifted creature, Luo Binghe decides to approach this situation in the only reasonable way, and offers the worm some scraps from his leftovers. Worm Yuan happily shares a meal with his favorite character, and things take off from there.

Somehow Luo Binghe finds himself learning more about cultivation by watching Worm Yuan than he has in all his attempts to figure out his manual or listen to his shixiongs on Qing Jing Peak so far. He watches Worm Yuan work up the spiritual energy to crack rocks and scale the wood shed walls, and deduces some methods for applying his own spiritual energy in similar ways. He finds it heartening to think that if even a little worm can learn to cultivate through what seems to be pure determination, then surely Binghe can make his situation work, too. He scrounges around and manages to gather up enough materials for a makeshift terrarium, so Worm Yuan can be safe and cozy by his side at night.

Of course, trials and tribulations never stop. At some point Ming Fan and his cronies find the terrarium and smash it. Binghe is inconsolable until he realizes that Worm Yuan got away (extra durable, after all!) and is wriggling back towards him in a reassuring fashion.

Worm Yuan's hero schedule is quite full, too! At some point he digs his way into a tunnel to the Lingxi caves and saves Liu Qingge, and in the midst of the demon invasion he manages to help Binghe at a vital moment by hardening his body and tripping his opponent. He rides in Binghe's pocket when Binghe goes to claim Zheng Yang, too, developing his cultivation throughout it all.

Unfortunately, kind of, Worm Yuan is also in Luo Binghe's pocket when he gets thrown into the Endless Abyss. Through the hardships of the Abyss, Worm Yuan consumes some unsavory things (the less said about the quality of worm food in the Abyss, the better) but manages to unlock rare worm cultivation upgrades, until finally he achieves his first transformation -- a gigantic Dune-esque mega worm!

The less said about the symbolism of a stallion protagonist accompanied constantly by a literal monster worm, the better, probably. But having the ability to tunnel through basically anything does make a lot of things easier, at least in terms of travel, and cuts years off of the Abyss trip. Binghe and Worm Yuan almost have fun, even, just tearing through the terrain and any foes stupid enough to get in Worm Yuan's path until they retrieve Xin Mo and bust out.

Then they get into the demon realms and that actually is just straight up mostly a good time. Worms like Shen Yuan are not common so at first he nearly always surprises Binghe's foes when he shows up to help with fights, and a lot of the time the demons involved don't even seem to realize, at first, that he's with Luo Binghe and isn't just some hellish calamity that's coincidentally also shown up! But word gets around pretty quick that the new Heavenly Demon on the scene has a giant worm companion (probably leading to some misconceptions of people who think it's Tianlang Jun returned and that someone's mistaken Zhuzhi Lang's snake form for a worm).

Once that happens, unfortunately, some demons start taking precautions. After the first time Worm Yuan gets poisoned and nearly perishes (saved by Binghe's blood in the nick of time), Luo Binghe stops letting him participate in fights. Which is just rude! Worm Yuan's not going to make the same mistake twice, duh! But Binghe just keeps holding him in reserve again and again until the fight with Mobei Jun, and then when Worm Yuan intervenes anyway (is it just him or does Mobei Jun seem to know a lot more about potential heavenly demon weaknesses than he did in PIDW...?) and gets partly frozen, Binghe goes berserk. For a while there Shen Yuan is worried he won't actually LET Mobei Jun surrender!

Thankfully though he does, and then Binghe settles into his properties and starts... building a giant-scale worm garden? What about the harem, Binghe? Like obviously it's nice and all, but shouldn't you be focused on housing for, y'know, your future wives?

Other factions in the demon realms clearly are wondering about the same thing, as the marriage alliance offers naturally start pouring in. The most vocal of these being Sha Hualing. Worm Yuan supposed that his Binghe is probably waiting to officially take his wives so that he can marry Ning Yingying first or something, but still, a little planning wouldn't go amiss. Though eventually Luo Binghe seems to get -- if anything -- fed up enough with the questions about his marriage prospects that he does start setting up for a wedding.

Worm Yuan is surprised and touched when he finds himself being fitted for a monster-worm sized amount of wedding regalia. So he can be included in Binghe's wedding procession? That's so sweet! He's not sure he understands the inclusion of a veil, though...?

Anyway. Yes. Binghe marries the worm.

[slamminslamminmcgill]

Can you pretty please write a fic where Logan and Deadpool are having an argument about how they should be fucking the reader, like going over techniques while the reader is just drooling and mindless like “whaaa”

hell YEAH i love getting fucked stupid by big strong men >:3333€

this is a rly good prompt btw so i could GLADLY expand on this but for rn here’s a snippet 😌

warning: dp, painal, sadomasochism, mild transphobia, slurs, degradation, overstim, dubcon, daddy kink

anatomical terms: cunt/pussy/bussy

They talk about you like you’re not even there.

Well, physically you were right there with them. Mentally you were nowhere to be found, certainly not on their conversational level. Wade had been bouncing you in his lap for god knows how long. His cock in your cunt had thoroughly fucked your train of thought off the tracks. Your internal monologue was nothing but bitchy whimpers and primal burning for more. Welp. What do you expect? Back to back orgasms will do to that to you. You couldn’t even recall how the argument started, and context would’ve really been helpful.

“Wow! Okay! That’s a shitty thing to say to our guest! Wanna apologize and maybe try that one again, JK Rowling?”

"Oh, get fucked. That's not what I meant and you know it." Logan kept his firm hands on your shoulders, assisting your bounce, since your legs were damn near liquified.

“Mmmmm, ah, gah-fuuuck… Wh... Wha? Huh?”

“How is that not what you meant?" Wade, questioned, maintaining his steel grip on your ass. He felt that he had to protect you from the big bad wolf and his transphobia. "You just said he’s not a real man because he has a pussy. A tight, sweet, JUICY pussy that feels like a fleshlight full of microwaved angel dust. And yet SOMEHOW this makes him not a real man to you? Maybe you’re just not man enough for HIM, sugar-tits!”

"I said you gotta fuck him like a real man. You’re being too good to him. It's gonna fuel his ego, and I’m not letting you turn him into a spoiled brat. Fuck him in the ass, that'll teach him a lesson. Show him this shit ain't a joke."

"No way! Ass is ass is ass is ass. Everybody's got an asshole, peanut, and newsflash? They all feel the same. But this boy's pussy? This hot buttery premium A5 wagyu bussy that's—SQUEEZINGmyfuckingdicksotight, oh, fuck, fuckfuckfuck, angel baby, sweet boy, you feel so GOOD! Making your Daddy feel so good, good boy!"

Praise was easy enough to process. It didn't require any cognitive effort on your part. You didn't have to weigh in and have an opinion, you just have to take it, and be grateful for it. "Hah, fuck! Thank—thank you, Daddy! FUCK! Wade! WadeWadeWadeWade—WADE! WadeWadeWade..."

But Logan wouldn't let it go. "I'm serious. Make him take it up the ass, or I will."

“Un-be-lievable. You know something? You must be the one guy in this universe who could see a whimsical forest path that leads to a magical unicorn fountain, and says 'Oh, no, none for me. Let me go spelunking in the poop-chute, thank you very much!' And if that's not the single gayest thing I've seen in my entire—"

"WADE, SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"Eeep!"

Oh, you poor thing. He nearly gave you a heart attack! It's terrifying when someone yells out of nowhere, especially when that someone has you naked and vulnerable in their hands. Logan had slammed you down on Wade's cock when he yelled, completely stopping the scene and trapping you between them. Woah. Time out. Shit has officially just gotten real. You and Wade held bated breath, and traded a glance that said "We're cooked. Nice knowing ya."

But Logan just laughed at you both. Delighted by the atmospheric tension he had just created.

"Heh... heh heh heh..."

Then he relaxed his grip on you, and those big strong calloused man hands started to explore. They massaged your shoulders, rubbed your neck and jaw, and groped and squeezed wherever they pleased. All the while, his hot breath, tinted with whiskey and malice, ghosted over the shell of your ear as he talked. He spoke very firmly. Targeted. Slow. He wanted you to get every fucking word.

"Listen, bub. I’m not about to question whether or not you’re a man, okay? But I’ll say this. When real men wanna take cock? It hurts. Oh, it hurts real bad. And most of ‘em don’t get the luxury of a cushy little cunt that’s meant to take a pounding. No, son. Real men get ripped apart by cock. It makes them cry and scream and sometimes their tiny little rims even bleed because of it. And you know what? They love it. They love how much it hurts them. Cause they’re men. Strong men. And you’re no fuckin’ better than them, you know that? You think just cause you got another hole that you can take the easy way out? Everything's gonna be peaches and cream, huh? Nuh uh. Not on my watch, you little shit. You wanna act like you're such a fag? Well then you’re getting fucked like one of us too."

…

…

…

“Jesus fucking Christ, babycakes, if you don’t want him up your ass I’ll GLADLY take the heat for you.”

[merlucide]

GIVING THEM A FLOWER CROWN!~ ♪

notes: aha… not my normal content! The alien stage brainrot has gotten to me and there is NOTHING for this fandom 😭

characters: Mizi, Sua, Till, Ivan, Luka, Hyuna

warnings: light curing, cringe but who gaf, not proofread

You carefully weaved the red flower stems together, fingers gently tugging on the petals to perfectly secure the crown. You examined your work, satisfied with the quality of your labor. You got up from the grassy shade you were sitting under and looked around for your s/o, whom you finally found in the cafeteria, sitting alone in a secluded corner munching on something to their liking.

Her eyes immediately brighten when seeing you hehe

She stands up from her spot and slams her hands onto the table

“Y/N! Guess what!! They’re letting me have sweets!! It’s just this once but still! Would you like some?”

To which you happily nod your head, letting her feed you a spoonful of strawberry shortcake.

“Isn’t it good? Ugh it’s amazing!” Mizi sighs happily, licking the frosting of her spoon.

“Everything all good though?” 

You fiddle with the petals behind your back, slightly nervous.

“Well, I have something for you, close your eyes!”

Mizi goes ‘😲’ to ‘😊’

She patiently waits for you give present her with whatever it is

You place the delicate crown onto her awaiting soft hands.

She blinks open her eyes and a bright smile adorns her pretty lips

“I- For me?! Really?! Oh wow!! It’s so pretty!” She gasps excitedly, her index finger hovering over the red petals barely touching the soft skin.

“How did you know these were my favorites?!” Mizi asked eyes wide

“Heh, well you’ve mentioned it to probably anyone who would listen, and they are the only flowers that grow freely in here,” You giggle, which a soft blush coats her cheeks. 

She whispers a soft “oh..!” 😮

You took the crown and place it on top of her pink hair

“So pretty, my princess,” you teased lovingly

She thinks something happened by the way you just speed past everyone straight to her lmao

“..Where you looking for me? Sorry, I should’ve told you where I was headed,” Sua softly said, wiping the corners of her mouth politely.

“Everything alright?”

To which you wave her off, saying simply ‘I just needed to see you,’ which makes her feel all mushy n’ loved ><

“Now! Close your eyes,” you playfully demand, which Sua obeys.

You take her hands and hold them out open for the crown

And then placed your creation in her palms

“Okay- open now!” 

Sua blinks her eyes, surprised at the sudden gift, a soft smile settles on her lips

“It’s so very pretty, y/n, thank you,” Sua beams, placing it upon her head.

“How do I look?” She asks

You look BEAUTIFUL Sua 🥹

You smile back at her, “Stunning as ever! Red is such a pretty color on you Sua.”

She then places a soft kiss on your cheek.

“I’m afraid I don’t have anything else to give you in return, I hope this will suffice for now,” Sua cheekily whispered. 

“Yeah, that took a lot of my time and energy so I’m gonna need a few moreeeee 😏”

Currently gouging little sandwiches down his throat lmao

He was scarfing it down like a starved man probably was ☹️

You’re unsure if he hears you or is simply in sandwich heaven because he isn’t responding to you calling his name ‘Till, Till, Till, TILL?? TILL?!?”

“TILL?” You almost yelled, tapping him

His head frantically shot up and distraughtly began choking and coughing.

Which you’re freaking out bc you though you just killed him somehow

You aggressively pat his back, flower crown long forgot on the floor lmao

His coughing fit calms down, and a tear slips down his red face. 

Just kill him now, he CANNOT look you in the eye after you just witnessed that

“Till?? Are-Are you okay?? Sorry- I didn’t mean to, scare you? Are you okay?” You awkwardly rub his back

“Fine.” He grunts out

He awkwardly clears his throat, fixing his gaze on the floor

“So um, didja uh, need anything..? Or something?”

“Oh yeah! Um, well I have you something, if that’s okay,”

Till blushed at the thought that you cared enough to give a gift to him

“Okay! Close you eyes!” You beamed

you bent down and picked up the crown.

He thought of every possible outcome it could be- his imagination likes the idea that the gift was a kiss >.<

Which has Till beet red, awaiting for a kiss that never came

“Alright- open your eyes!”

He peeled open his eyes, settling them on the flower headpiece you made

He was unsure what you had meant by this

Like?? You want me to wear it?

“What do you think? Hm?” You peered

“Y-you made this for me eh?” He awkwardly asked

You nodded as he took the crown from your hands and gave it a good look

“It’s very, ah, pretty..? Thank you y/n,” he gave a smile to you, putting the crown on the table

You softly frowned. “You’re not going to wear it?”

Oh Till wish he would have just shut his mouth-

“WHAAT? No!! Of course I am?! What the hell are you talking about!?” He scrambled to find something to say to make you happy again

Till aggressively put the crown on top of his head

“S-SEE?!” Till nervously yelled, causing a few heads to turn

You giggled at his reaction, oh he was so cute :3

“I’m glad you like it Till, mwah” you placed a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth

Till rn: 😳😦

Basically he’s broken yk

“Okay- I’m leaving now byeeeee!~” knowing what you just did left him a mess

“Out looking for me so soon?” He teased

“Oh hush would you,” you playfully snapped back, sitting beside him.

Ivan curiously leaned to see what you were hiding behind your back-

Which you leaned back further so he couldn’t heh

“Abababa!- No peeking, you’ll see soon enough,” you grin

Ivan dramatically sighs and sits back, waiting for what you’ll do next

You exhale “Alrighty, close you eyes,” 

Which Ivan did as you told

After a few times of peeking his eye open to annoy you just a bit

You grabbed his hands and opened them flat, and then put down the crown upon them.

Ivan opened his eyes and made a ‘:o’ face

He moved the crown around, looking at all of the intricate braidings you did

“..It’s lovely, thank you y/n,” Ivan grinned

He installed it on top of his head, making sure it’s secure. 

“Now, did you make this all special for me?” He coyly asked, already knowing the damn answer 🙄

You scoffed, you felt your face warming up at his teasing

“You’re so annoying..” 

Ivan rn:  :3

“Yes stupid, I made it just for you, because I love you. Happy with that answer?” You mocked lovingly. 

Ivan was kinda caught off guard at your honest answer tbh

His face was dusted with a glowing crimson, and eyes slightly widened

“Mn, good,” he softly smiled “I love you too,” 

He pressed a soft kiss to your hand and offered to make you a crown in return :)

(Luka + Hyuna’s parts doesn’t take place in Anakt Garden 🗣️)

He was aware of you nervously tip-toeing around him, and he was rather curious to what you’ve been hiding

“So, what is it hm? What is it you don’t you want me to see?”

And you were kinda like ?!

You thought you were being sneaky, huh

“Well ah, I’m not hiding anything-“ “Really?” “Nope,” “Then why are you so nervous, hm?” Luka continued to press

He was soo annoying like this, ugh

You sighed, leaving the room for a moment and returning with something behind your back

Luka’s brows raised expectantly

“I wasn’t sure if you’d like it so ah,” you fiddled with the crown nervously. 

Luka could be very condescending and belittle your feelings, and just be a jerk yk

Which was a totally valid reason to be scared to give him a gift you made!

“It’s silly but um, here, I made this for you,” you said handing him the flower crown

Luka’s expression was unreadable, which kinda stressed you out more

Luka placed the crown on his head, “What do you think, hm?” He asked

“It’s rather suiting for the prince, don’t you think?” He mused, his purple fingers tucking a piece of your hair out of your face.

“My star, don’t be shy to spoil me with gifts, I won’t reject you y’know”

You all felt silly and embarrassed :> heh

“..mm right,”

“When did you even have time to make this?” He asked curiously

“Well, my ‘owner’ is less strict then yours,” you scoffed “I’ve been bringing good money n’ popularity with my photoshoots and other gigs . It apparently values ‘self expression’ , heh, so it let me wander a bit.”

Luka hummed in acknowledgement, continuing to play with you hair

“I’ll get you something pretty next time,”

She was like all stressed out because the gang was supposed to have already left the area and you weren’t anywhere to be seen 

She’s looking around everywhere for you, and Aliens and androids are starting to figure out what was happening- a raid

Right before she’s about to go rouge and take the motorcycle

She sees you running towards her 🙏 Which she lets out the deepest sigh out ever

She takes your hands and drags you into the jeep

Dewey slams the gas and everyone speeds off, luckily without anyone being caught

Nooow… as for what happens when you guys get back at base

She so pissed LMAOO

I mean she has every right to be upset, you done fked up dawg 🧍‍♀️

She scolding you for going off the plan and wandering off- especially during a raid!!

“What the hell were you thinkin’ huh?! What if they caught you? You wanna be forced back into that life?! Hyuna yelled, gripping onto your shoulders

You could only try to defend why you did it, but it would only fall to deaf ears

You knew she was right, and what you did was stupid- but you haven’t seen those kinds of flowers in what seemed like forever!

They were like a strange comfort, an odd memory of ‘home’

You also could see how overwhelmed Hyuna was by everything recently, the main plan was getting ready to be in motion

You thought you could give her the flowers, hopefully brightening her mood somehow.

“I really am sorry Hyuna, I just had to get it!” “Get what? Get what hah?” Hyuna pressed

You sighed and pulled out the squished flower crown from your bag

Hyuna’s eyes slightly widened as she watched you

“I found them, the flowers from the garden,” You paused. “‘Made it for you, Hyuna,”

She paused, slowly taking the crown and touching the petals,

He shook her head softly.

“You’re ridiculous you know that,” she scoffs, her lips curling into a soft grin

“Unbelievable, really, no sane person literally risks their life for flowers, babes,”

You smile “Heh, I don’t think anyone here is sane,”

She leaned forward to place a lingering kiss onto your forehead

“I really am sorry yun’,” You whispered

“It’s done now, please don’t do that again though. I can’t do this without you y/n,” She smiled at you

“I don’t think I’ve seen these since we left? I didn’t even know they grew out here!” Hyuna laughed

erm sorry for the cringe .. 🧍‍♀️ also sorry for the shortness of Mizi’s + Sua’s 😭 I had a brainfart w/ them

Made Nov 6th 2024

[fallstaticexit]

Prev / Next / Beginning

TW: Self Harm Mentioned/Implied

AN: next update our ladies will have a proper reunion but first tree farm tree farm! (Even though only the poor kids- and Bob- are the only ones super excited about it)

Transcript under the cut

Nancy Narrates: [All those years I’ve spent yearning, wanting, my whole self calling for her—and now she’s here]

Nancy Narrates: [This isn’t a dream. She’s here. I can feel the warmth in her cheek]

Nancy: I- I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to- I don’t know why I did that. I shouldn’t have-

Vanessa: [laughs] It’s ok, Nancy! It’s good to see you too.

Vanessa: Wow, look at you. You’re all grown up, aren’t you?

Nancy: I- I-

Vanessa: Still filled to the brim with tears too.

Nancy: [softly] Sorry. I thought.. I thought I’d never see you again.

Vanessa: 16 years is a long time. I was worried you would have forgotten all about me.

Nancy: I could never forget you.

Vanessa: I’ve come all this way to see you.

Nancy: Have you really?

Vanessa: I know it’s been years, but I was hoping we could reconnect. I’m staying at the Fyres Hotel. Maybe we could have dinner there tonight. Catch up?

Nancy Narrates: [I had to physically restrain myself from saying yes. I realized, after all these years, I still would have followed her anywhere...but it can’t be this way. Not anymore..]

Nancy: [exhales] I can’t. I’m sorry. I had plans.

Vanessa: Ah! Well. I did pop in last minute. Maybe some other-

Nancy: You could come with me! I mean, If you like? We’re supposed to get a Christmas tree for the house; trying to set new traditions and what not.

Nancy: It’s silly but it’s important to them- my sons. I have two boys, by the way. I have to do this for them but- you’re here and I don’t know if I can see you leave again. God, am I rambling too much?

Vanessa: You want me to go tree shopping with you and your children?

Nancy: [blushes] Will you?

Vanessa: Lead the way.

-

Malcolm: What’s taking that lady so long!

Jonathan: Should we try and call mom again?

Geoffrey: [hums noncommittally]

Malcolm: He’s not even listening!

Bob: Hellooo? Earth to Geoffrey?

Bob: Iggy say, ‘what’s eatin’ ya, Uncle G?’

Iggy: [coos]

Geoffrey: Heh, sorry! Sorry. I guess I got alot on my mind right now.

Eliza: Is everything ok?

Geoffrey: Oh, yeah! Yeah, yeah- well...I guess I’m thinking about Nance?

Eliza: What’s wrong with Nancy?

Geoffrey: I’ve been thinking about what happened on our anniversary trip.

Bob: Yeah? What was it?

Malcolm: Mommy’s here!! Mommy’s here!!

Malcolm: Er, who’s that with my mommy?

Bob: Well, I’ll be damned! Talk about a throwback!

Eliza: [whistles] Oh, wow! Who is that? Is she a model?: Well, I’ll be damned! Talk about a throwback!

Geoffrey: Vanessa Villareal?

Nancy: These are my sons, Jonathan and Malcolm.

Vanessa: Oh! Oh, Nancy, they are beautiful.

Malcolm: Who are you, lady!

Nancy: Don’t be rude, darling. Vanessa is- was- she’s my..

Vanessa: I’m your mother’s best friend.

Jonathan: I’m Jonathan, but call me Johnny. This loud mouth is Malcolm.

Vanessa: Johnny it is. You must get those cool, blue eyes from your mom’s brother.

Jonathan: You knew my Uncle Nathan?

Vanessa: No, but I saw a picture once, a long time ago.

Vanessa: [turns to Malcolm] And you look just like your mother.

Malcolm: Are you a movie star too?

Vanessa: [chuckles] No, I’m not a movie star.

Malcolm: Then who are you lady?

Vanessa: I’m your Auntie V. You can call me that, if you like.

Malcolm: Aunt V, are you gonna pick out a tree with us?

Vanessa: You bet. You should know, I have a keen eye.

Nancy: Sorry I’m late..

Geoffrey: Better late than never. I see you had an eventful day.

Malcolm: No more talking! Let’s go already!

Jonathan: I want to find our tree with mom!

Malcolm: Well I’m taking daddy!

Bob: Alright! Long time no see, VV! Man, it’s been a while, huh?

Vanessa: Just V is fine. Billy, right?

Bob: [sighs] It’s Bobby. This is my wife, Eliza and this cool guy is Iggy.

Vanessa: [sheepishly] Right. Nice to meet you. Wasn’t there another one of you?

Bob: [chuckles] Cassie. We still keep in touch. She’s a travel blogger now. And I’m sure you remember ol’ Geoffrey here.

Geoffrey: Good seeing you, Vanessa.

Vanessa: Likewise.

Bob: Heck yeah! Let the festivities begin!

-

Jonathan: This one! This is the perfect tree, right, Mom?

Nancy: Mhm. Yes, that’s nice- I’ll be right back.

Jonathan: Oh..

Bob: Alright, what’s going on? You can tell me, it’s just us guys now, and Iggy here is great at keeping secrets.

Geoffrey: Nance was so sad on our trip, sadder than usual. I haven’t seen her so low since- well, since Vanessa left. And she kept apologizing to me.

Bob: You’ve mentioned before she gets in a mood sometimes, right?

Geoffrey: Well, yeah... that’s not all. I saw these bruises on the inside of her thigh.

Bob: [eyes widen] You think she’s hurting herself?

Geoffrey: Is that it, you think? At first I thought they were- you know, hickies?

Bob: Whoa. Hickies? On Nancy?

Geoffrey: [snorts] That’s crazy, right?

Bob: You should talk to her. If she is harming herself, you should get her help, bud.

Geoffrey: And if it’s not that...

Bob: Then, that’s another kind of conversation. But this is Nancy we’re talking about. You two have been bit by the love bug since high school. I can’t imagine her having an affair with some other guy.

-

Nancy: Hi.

Vanessa: Hi.

Nancy: Sorry if I’m being...odd. I guess, I’m still getting used to seeing you.

Vanessa: I don’t think you’re being odd. I think you’re being you.

Nancy: Is that a bad thing?

Vanessa: [giggles] No, not at all. You haven’t changed and it’s refreshing.

Nancy: Ah. Well. You haven’t either. I mean..you still feel like my Vanessa.

Nancy Narrates: [All those questions I craved answers for came rushing back to me the more I looked at her. Was my loving her just a girlish memory of our past? Did she ever hear my voicemail? Was it worth mentioning after almost 2 decades apart? After I’ve already married and had children? After I’ve sworn to dedicate my all to them-]

Vanessa: So, about that dinner. Are you free tonight?

[sulfursmells]

Friends?

“What’s taking so long? Don’t make me force you. It’ll be way worse if I have to.” Ty and I have been friends for a good bit. Making jokes, playing games, hanging out you name it. There was one thing that we never did together though. He has never ripped one in front of me. It shouldn’t be that important but I kept thinking about it, until one day I witnessed it. Ty though friendly with me was a bit of a bully. I caught him suffocating a nerd from our class in the bathroom. It was a terrifying but hot sight. Each explosion from his rear making the dude under him jolt from the smell.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRPPPPTTTTTTTT

“Heh wow that was a deep one!” Ty said with a laugh at the end. People ran out of their stalls to escape the ever growing smell of Ty’s butt bombs. I tried to stay quiet and watch Ty in action until his smelly miasma caught up to me causing me to gag loudly catching his attention. He looked over at me seeing my blushing face and the tent in my pants. He grabbed the head of the nerd he was sitting on pushed it deeper in and let rip the deepest and loudest fart I ever heard.

BBRBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT

Ty got up and the nerd fell unconscious on the ground. He made his way over to me and said “you’re coming with me” pulling me by my collar until we made it to my house. Now here I am inches away from the ass that I admired from afar. Getting closer and closer each second dreading the blast that would knock me out.

PPPPPPPBBBRRRRRPRPPPPPTTTTTTT

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

early days of charlie wrangling a freshly found vaggie when both are being Stubborn

Charlie: “Okay, I SAID I wouldn’t pry and I stand by that, so as a completely neutral statement- totally casual- feel free to ignore- I’m just gonna point out…

Charlie: “…this, doesn’t really look like a normal eye-cutty-outty situation.”

Vaggie: “Really.”

Charlie: “It looks burned.”

Vaggie: “Wow.”

Charlie: “And the burn looks worse than it did last night.”

Vaggie: “Fascinating.”

Charlie: “That’s not normal.”

Vaggie: “There’s a normal for that?”

Charlie: “Yes actually there really is. Welcome to hell!”

Vaggie: “Ow.”

Charlie: “Oh gosh- sorry!!! Did I pull the bandage-”

Vaggie: “No, not ow hurt. I meant. Ow. Welcome to hell, that’s a. Sick burn.”

Charlie: “Ohhh! Heh. A burn.”

Vaggie: “Right. Because..”

Charlie: “Hell?”

Vaggie: “… after the cutting out thing, my eye socket got burned.”

Charlie: “Okay huh that's not good, very bad, but- it shouldn’t be getting WORSE. It, it won’t heal, if it really was heavenly steel that-”

Vaggie: “It was.”

Charlie: “But sinners are really tough otherwise! If something doesn’t kill you right off, then you should start pulling yourself together again! Literally, sometimes! This should be HEALING.”

Vaggie: “If it won’t kill me then who cares?”

Charlie: “It’s hurting you. Just your HAIR brushing against it is making you wince-”

Vaggie: “A wince won’t kill me either.”

Charlie: "I don’t like it! There has to be SOME a way of stopping it!”

Charlie: “… maybe, if I called my dad-”

Vaggie: “Don’t. I think it’ll stop on it’s own. It’s just- like a scab. That’s what it feels like.”

Charlie: “Itchy?”

Vaggie: “Sure.”

Charlie: “Or like it’s BURNING.”

Vaggie: “Like it’s doing something and will get better on it's own, without help.”

Charlie: “And meanwhile, you can’t even sleep.”

Vaggie: “I slept last night!”

Charlie: “….”

Vaggie: “I was, lying down.”

Charlie: “Vaggie- you’re VERY pretty, but you also look exhausted and half awake and there’s pillow marks on your cheek where you tried sleeping on your wrong side again plus a bruise from rolling off and smacking into something. And also, your hair-”

Charlie: “-OH! Your HAIR!!!”

Vaggie: “Pretty..?”

Charlie: “We can pin in back! So it won’t poke at you! That’ll help, won’t it??”

Vaggie: “Uh, y-yeah. I guess it-”

Charlie: “And and AND! I can stay with you tonight!"

Vaggie: "What."

Charlie: "On the floor next to you! I can set my alarm and check on you and make SURE you don’t roll over the wrong way or stay there long enough for your eye to start hurting so much it wakes you up! And if you roll over and fall off, I can catch you! OHH!!! IT'LL BE LIKE A SLEEPOVER!!!!”

Vaggie: “Hold on, you’re not sleeping on the floor in your own house because of me.”

Charlie: “Then we can use my bed! The couch isn’t big enough- no WAY I’m fitting on there-”

Vaggie: “I’m not- I’m not using your bed either!”

Charlie: “Well you can’t start sleeping on the floor again. You’re HURT.”

Vaggie: “Still not taking your bed.”

Charlie: “Then I’ll-”

Vaggie: “And YOU’RE not sleeping on the floor!”

Charlie: “Fine! Then how’m I supposed to sleep at ALL knowing you’re not sleeping!?”

Vaggie: “Have you tried counting sheep.”

Charlie: (GLOWERS)

- that night –

Vaggie: “You’re the pettiest demon I’ve ever met.”

Charlie: “You’re welcome.”

Vaggie: “When did I say thanks for that? I don’t remember saying thanks. I do remember trying to sleep on the couch only to have some glaring demon lady drag it half way across her house- with me still on it- and then scoot it up next to her bed without even saying anything about it.”

Charlie: “I said you’re welcome. Now I can check on you during the night. And you won’t roll off and hit your face on the floor, either.”

Vaggie: “Petty.”

Charlie: “Hmph.”

Vaggie: “……”

Vaggie: “You could’ve just told me about your bright idea.”

Charlie: “I just want to sleep.” (sigh) “I’m tired of being told my ideas are stupid...”

Vaggie: “…who in hell would call y- would tell the princess of hell her ideas were stupid?”

Charlie: “That’s kinda the whole thing about hell. Nobody here gives a damn.”

Vaggie: “Huh.”

Charlie: “It’s nice, sometimes. It’s just also mostly horrible, and nobody else thinks it can change.”

Vaggie: “Now THAT’S dumb. Everything can change.”

Charlie: “You think so?”

Vaggie: “I’m living, bandaged proof of it.”

Charlie: (rolling over to face vaggie and propping herself up) “You are? What changed for you?”

Vaggie: "Um."

Charlie: "If you don't mind me asking!"

Vaggie: “Well I, I used to…” (cringes) “…I did. Stuff.”

Charlie: “Stuff you don’t have to do anymore.”

Vaggie: “Yeah. And. Now I’m starting to think- maybe ending up in hell wasn’t such a bad thing after all.”

Charlie: “Really?”

Vaggie: “Yeah.”

Charlie: “You like it better here..?”

Vaggie: “…….I like who I am here, better.”

Charlie: “Good.” (snuggles back down) “THAT’S what I wish hell could be like for everyone.”

Vaggie: (chuckling) “If you’ve got your mind set on it, then I’m sure it will be one day.”

Charlie: “Hmm~” (dozing off) “That’s probably the nicest thing…. anyone’s ever said… to….”

Vaggie: “…”

Vaggie: “Charlie?”

Charlie: (snores)

Vaggie: “Right….” (reaches over to gingerly tuck charlie in) “…sleep well, princess.”

Vaggie: (falls asleep soon after too)

[wongyuseokie]

Tall Hot Boyfie and His Tall Hot Friend | k.m.g | k.s.w

Summary: Your boyfriend has been neglecting you for long enough, and you decide to take things into your own hands. Is it your fault that your boyfriend’s very attractive colleague is there the night you decide to do so? 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut | ♥ completed works

Word Count: 2106 words

Pairings: Kim Mingyu x Female Reader x Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Female Reader

Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: PWP, smut

Content Warnings: Mentions of alcohol 

Smut Warnings: Kissing, threesome, oral sex (f receiving), finger, rough sex (sorta), squirting, overstimulation, cum eating, very, very brief m x m. Spanking, like once, dirty talk. 

Authors Note 1: Thank you so much to @hwasangelbaby for beta'ing this 💕 Authors Note 2: Look, wbk how bad I am down for Mingyu, but Rowoon--I blame Tomorrow and Destined For You, and in general my love for tall hot men. So this fic happened. Also, I repurposed an old fic to make this heh.

Tagging a few lovlies: @dejavernon, @gyuwoncheol @smileysuh @duhnova @kmgkmg

Cross Posted on AO3

© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

It was the fourth night in a row when your boyfriend cancelled on you at the last minute. You couldn't be too mad either, being the CEO of the most prestigious banks in Seoul. Kim Seokwoo had a lot of work, and while you usually were patient, you had run out. 

Aside from merely missing dates, he last touched you nearly two weeks ago. Every night he got home, you wanted nothing more than to ask him to fuck you and make you beg for more, scream his name and shiver from overstimulation. 

Except he looked so exhausted from work you couldn't bring yourself to ask him to fuck you senseless. 

“Baby girl, not now. Daddy's too tired” was the same response you'd been getting for at least two weeks. 

You'd been patient, but two weeks was too long, and you needed him. You were done being understanding. You needed him and needed him now, and you weren't taking no for an answer. 

You even offered to take care of him, you just wanted to touch him and sink to your knees and take his cock in your mouth and make him cum, but he shook off your advances. 

“Yes, Mr. Kim, I understand what you're saying, but it's just getting ridiculous that I must explain to the board why I'm making decisions. I'm the fucking CEO.” You heard Seokwoo bellow downstairs. 

Your curiosity got the better of you, and you went downstairs to the living room, where you saw your boyfriend wearing a black suit with his sleeves rolled up and exposing his tanned and toned arms. 

His tie was loosened and just dangling loosely around his neck. You shook your head; you came downstairs to find out what your boyfriend had so worked up. Instead, his appearance got you flustered. 

“Listen to me. Your arrogance is why the board doesn't trust you. Yes, you are the CEO, but you cannot ignore the presence of the board. They are there to help you.” The voice belonged to a man you could only describe as ungodly handsome. His stern gaze and delicate features made you swoon. 

You were a loyal girlfriend, and no one could ever doubt it. You and Seokwoo had your indulgences, and a threesome was on the list of things you both wanted to try yet never had an opportunity to do so, and this beautiful man in front of you was making your head swirl and fueling your wildest dreams. 

The thought of your boyfriend fucking you, making you beg, and while you were sucking off this handsome stranger's cock, made you feel lightheaded. 

“Mingyu-” Seokwoo started to say.

Oh wow, a beautiful name for a handsome man, you thought. 

“Listen, take a break. We can discuss this; let's have a drink. The three of us discuss this calmly.” Mingyu stated calmly, and you realised you had been noticed. 

“Three of us?” Seokwoo questions, keeping his back to you. 

“I believe that is your beautiful girlfriend; you talk about her a lot. It wasn't hard to identify her.” Mingyu casually said. His confidence and calmness stirred something in you. 

“Baby? You know better than to interrupt my meetings,” Seokwoo said sternly, his eyebrow cocking as he expressed his displeasure at you interrupting your meeting. 

Typically, you would apologise and accept your punishment later on. 

Not tonight. 

You didn't know whether it was the lack of intimacy, the handsome stranger or your boyfriend, but you would not be a good girl. You weren't going to behave. You were going to be a brat, and fuck, if Mingyu wanted to watch or join, he could. 

“And you know better than to leave your girlfriend alone for two weeks and not touch her,” you stated calmly and confidently. 

Both men looked shocked for a split second. Seokwoo recovered with a gaze that you only saw when you disobeyed him. Mingyu, on the other hand, got up from his relaxed position on the sofa and extended a hand out to you. 

“Hyung, do I need to teach you everything? I understand you see me as your advisor, but I thought you were more than capable of caring for your lady?” Mingyu teased as he intertwined his fingers with yours.

You were at a loss for words but kept a poker face. Seokwoo, on the other hand, got visibly more annoyed, his jaw clenched.

“Mingyu, I can take care of her just fine.” He spoke back, gritting his teeth. 

“Really? Is that why I haven't had your dick inside me for the last two weeks? Is that why your baby girl had to use her fingers to cum?” You responded while smirking. You didn't know where this newfound sense of boldness came from, but god, did you love it. 

“I believe Mingyu said we should all drink together, so let's do that. It's the least you can do for not fucking me, Daddy,” you said, making Seokwoo hiss in annoyance. 

“Wow! Hyung, you got yourself a bratty one, didn't you?” He laughed and turned his attention to you. 

“Tell me, pretty girl, what's your poison?”

“Whiskey neat,” you responded.

“Hyung, you heard the pretty lady. Get us all a drink, and we can talk about how we can fix several issues,” Mingyu suggested. 

Seokwoo stayed still. He was getting angrier by the minute, but the way you were acting also had his trousers getting tighter, and he wanted nothing more than to put you on your hands and knees and fuck you until you cried his name. 

“Daddy, please, your baby is thirsty. Don't worry, Mingyu can keep me company in the meantime,” you say as you sit on the sofa. Mingyu follows you and sits beside you, still holding your hand. 

Seokwoo growled, and that growl shot straight to your core and instantly started soaking your panties. You rubbed your thighs together in a feeble attempt to relieve yourself. 

The action didn't go unnoticed by either man. Seokwoo responded to your pathetic attempts by walking into the kitchen to grab the drinks while Mingyu slowly stroked your thigh. 

“Baby, don't think I didn't notice you. You got wet from a growl. You are a dirty little whore,” Mingyu praised calmly, smirking. Your arousal and his words had you so confused yet wanting to know more. 

“Hyung, you were right,” Mingyu exclaimed as your boyfriend returned from the kitchen with the drinks in his hand. 

You were so confused.

“What did I tell you? She is a dirty slut. Look at her. She saw her boyfriend and another handsome man, and she's a mess,” Your boyfriend spat, making you whimper.

Feigning innocence, you meekly said, “Seokwoo?” 

Seokwoo glared at you, downed his drink, yanked you out of Mingyu’s arms and placed you on the floor. He leaned down to you, his hot breath fanning your face, and at this point, you were sure your arousal was dripping onto the floor. 

“Baby, you're so needy, and I was going to take care of you tonight, but you couldn't listen and wait. So, whores like you deserve to be punished,” Seokwoo taunted, and your mind was hazy with arousal yet going wild with fantasies. 

As if reading your mind, Seokwoo moved back onto the sofa, grabbed Mingyu by his neck, and kissed his jaw.

“Daddy, please,” you whimpered. 

“Jealous?” Seokwoo taunted, making you whine, and both men scoffed at you, not paying you any attention. You felt so desperate you needed something. You removed your shirt, undid your shorts, and discarded your bra and underwear. You spread your legs and started circling your clit. 

“Daddy, please fuck me,” you let out a soft whimper as you begged,  this time, both men noticed, and neither was impressed. 

“Baby girl, because we have a guest, I won't punish you,” Seokwoo said calmly. He extended his arm out to you, and you grabbed onto it. Seokwoo sat you down between both of them. The position made you giddy, and you couldn't stop squirming. 

“Hyung, let's put the poor girl out of her misery, shall we?” Mingyu suggested as he rose from his seat and started discarding his clothes.

You started drooling when you saw his cock, it was large and thick and curved slightly, and you knew it would hit you in all the right places. 

“Look at her, Hyung. She's already drooling for my cock. Do you want it, pretty girl? My cock in your mouth?” Mingyu teased, and you shook your head furiously, your words failing you. 

At this moment, Seokwoo stood up and stripped himself from the four years of being together. You could never tire of the sight of your boyfriend naked. 

Both men, now naked, took their positions back on the sofa, only this time Mingyu sat slightly far away from you and pushed you back so you were leaning on Seokwoo’s chest. You felt Seokwoo get hard under you, and the thought of it made you tremble. 

Mingyu snaked his large hand down to your breast, slowly rubbing and pinching the nipple. His hands trailed down further to reach your pussy; he teased you. 

Mingyu’s fingers were ghosting your clit and entrance. He finally showed mercy and slid a long finger into your wet pussy. 

“Fuck pretty, so fucking wet,” Mingyu praised as he moved down, hovering over your face and softly kissing you. While he added another finger inside you and started moving his hand against your g-spot. 

It was embarrassing how close you were, but these men had worked you up so much. Mingyu crawled down your body until his lips reached your dripping cunt. 

Mingyu stuck his tongue out and gave your pussy a tentative lick, and you moaned and squirmed about from the teasing, but Seokwoo’s strong arms held you in place. 

Mingyu put you out of your misery almost instantly. He wrapped his plump lips around your clit and sucked and fingered you. He showed no signs of slowing. On the other hand, you were starting to get so close, and you were almost there until Mingyu stopped, leaving you a whimpering mess. 

“No, pretty, if you cum, you cum around my cock,” saying this, Mingyu lined his cock along your swollen and sensitive folds, making you shudder, and without warning, filled you up. 

He showed no mercy and set an animalistic pace; you fell apart and around his cock. Your pussy clenched around him, making him groan and growl, only making him fuck you senseless through your orgasm till he reached his own. 

Mingyu finished, his cum coating your walls and pulled out from you. 

In an instant, Mingyu reattached his lips to your cunt, and pushed his tongue into your cunt. He was collecting his cum on his tongue. You shuddered and nearly cried from the overstimulation. 

You suddenly felt Seokwoo let go of you and fell back onto the sofa. 

Seokwoo grabbed you by your waist and flipped you onto your hands and knees with no time to readjust. Without warning, he pushed himself into you. 

Seokwoo set a pace much like Mingyu, fucking you hard and with no signs of slowing down. He fucked you as your second orgasm hit you, you shook, trembling, but Seokwoo showed no mercy. 

He kept fucking and fucking. You felt something like a coil come undone inside you. You came hard and shook and started whimpering.

“Baby? You okay?” Gone was the dominant Sekokwoo; instead, a loving disposition took over. You nodded, still shaking. 

“Baby girl, you just squirted all over daddy’s cock,” Seokwoo stated, smirking and groaning, and you whined and shivered when Seokwoo slid his cock back inside your pussy, fucking you again as he chased his orgasm. 

“Fuck baby, you are so fucking tight,” Seokwoo moaned.  

Seokwoo’s thrusts started slowing down, and you felt him still and released into your pussy. He quickly scooped up his cum with his long fingers and walked over to Mingyu, and made him suck on his finger, making you whimper at the sight. 

“Well, Hyung, I guess you know how to please your girl,” Mingyu teased as he dressed quickly and left the apartment. 

“Thank you, baby, thank you,” you said breathlessly once the door shut behind Mingyu. 

“Baby?” Seokwoo said incredulously. 

“Baby, after a stunt like that, you think I'm done with you? You’re in trouble now. It’s still Daddy for you,” Seokwoo warned as he picked up your limp body off the sofa, threw you onto his shoulders, and made his way to the bedroom, slapping you on your ass for good measure. 

This night was far from over.

[diasslim]

PART ONE >HERE<

A/N: I hope this is good or decent

Warnings: Slight suggestive; bad english

2/2

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After going to the beauty salon and doing your nails – and Halie's with a nail polish for kids – you got back home, giggling like a fangirl, thinking about how Marshall will propose to you.

He wasn't home yet. Good. You bathed Halie, made her something to eat and got to the shower to clean your hair – with the right to take another peek at the ring.

You dressed yourself with a cute PJ you found in the depth of your closet, putting a hoodie on top so you could put the girl on her bed before Marshall arrives.

You giggled to yourself one more time, took another peek at the ring before laying down on the couch, waiting for him to come home. You almost ran like a dog whem the door opened. Jumping on his arms as he held you tightly, surprised by your antics you kissed him desperate, as if you wanted for him to pass out and the both of you fall on the floor.

"Wow... Did I forgot any important date because... wow..."

"No. I just wanted to greet my boyfriend. Is that wrong?"

"Only if Halie is awake."

You laughed as you pets his hair. You can tell that he is clearly lost on his own mind – or on your body.

"Heh... Well, thanks for the... presentation, babe."

Three days after your "gift" and no proposal. You are getting frustrated. How he didn't proposed to you? What is this romantic surprise he is planning that is taking so long?

You groan in annoyance as you almost hit a trash can because your minded is flooded by the damn ring and the want to be proposed. You open the door of the house and close it as you enter, dropping your purse on the counter of the kitchen as you walk to the living room. You raise an eyebrow, confused for not seeing Halie or Marshall. Neither on her bedroom. Or on the bathroom. Or on your bedroom.

You get a bit sad of not seeing them. You wanted to be the experiment of cheap doll makeup and get kissed and called "hot" even if you look like you came from a Drag Queen's nightmare. But, it's the first time in days you have to be all alone by yourself.

That means: no bras, the biggest Marshall's shirt you could find, horrendous food combination, and spanish TV Shows with a lot of drama and swearing.

"Get up and fight for your man, Carla!"

You yelled at the TV before hearing the door opening and changing the channel to a more kid appropriate. Halie was with the most big smile she could have on her face and Marshall was carrying some grocery bags on his arms and a big smile could also be seen on his face too.

You look at eachother before he makes a sarcastic comment about your current state.

"Looking hot, babe."

"Wish I could say the same thing about you."

He rolls his eyes and let the bags on the table as Halie runs to your arms, you lift the girl and walks to the bags.

"So, where have you two been?"

He looked at the girl who simply laughed and gave you a playful smile.

"It's me and daddy's secret!"

You fake a cry to tempt her to spill the tea but she refuses so you just sigh and take a peek at the grocery. You see some of your favorite sweets, snacks, and some flowers. Oh my-... Is this for the proposal!?

You passed the night without any sleep. You were anxious, nervous and excited. Oh, how you want to be known as his wife. To have this damn ring around your finger.

The ring. You remember. You get up in silence and goes to the closet opening it, you get the box and opens it. The smaller box wasn't there anymore. The proposal will be soon.

You put everything on it's place and lay down on the bed again, shoving your head agaisnt the pillow and letting out a muffled scream.

On the next morning you were awake by a pair of soft but heavy hands massaging your back under your pajama.

"Wake up, babe. It's already morning."

You groan in annoyance, you couldn't sleep last night and you don't remember why because the sunrises on your face are annoying away all your thoughts.

You sit on the bed and yawns, as soon as you turn to face Marshall he covers your eyes with a cloth, making you be blindfolded.

"The last time we tried that I punched your nose and I was sorry. But now I'm irritated and would like to punch your nose."

"First, I'm not blindfolding you for that. Second, you will get out of that state of annoyance as I let you see what I prepared for you."

He takes your hand on his and guides you the living room, where he asks for you to stay up without taking the cloth out of your face yet. After a minute he finally tells you to take the cloth off.

And you couldn't believe on the scene on display and on your idiot alzheimer ass. How could you forget he is planning to propose to you?

He was in one knee on the floor, holding out the small black box with a ring inside. The ring that would symbolize you are his wife.

The petals of your favorite flower were in the displayed on the floor around him in the shape of an heart. You could smell the scent of your favorite food coming from the kitchen – and a bit of his cologne was in the air also.

"I'm not, and I'ill never be, a romatic person. But when we started dating, Halie liked you, you matched me, I could see that you are meant for me. Even with my mistakes and flaws you still love and help me like no one did. So, (Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?"

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[malereadermaniac]

Bully! ~ Yoichi x Male Reader

Idk what the public opinion on Camp Buddy is, but Yoichi is hot, and I wanna write abt him Also for the purpose of this fic Yoichi is like 4-5 inches taller than you - ever if your 6" like me 😭 word count: 1k amab m!reader (genitalia mentioned but no nsfw) / FDNI

You and Yoichi had a very straightforward relationship - bully and bullied

You were a timid kind-a guy - liked by many but no-one would stick their neck out for you

So you were what Yoichi would call "an easy target"

It was non-stop 24/7

Every time Yoichi saw you he would find some way to pick on you or tease you

His antics varied from small comments to threatening to beat the shit out of you

His actions never actually matching his words but he got the message across

You could see it in Yoichi's eyes that he couldn't bring himself to hit you for no reason

Once your eyes were graced with the scruffy purple locks and ragged body of the muscular man, your ears would be equally graced with snide comments

"God! You're so pathetic, (n/n)"

"Fucking hell you're so weak!"

And if you'd try to ignore the taller man, he would get personally offended

"Oh, what? So I'm not worth your time now, am I, (y/n)?"

Being the compassionate person that you are, you tried to understand why Yoichi was the way he was - he had a rough childhood and has practically no family

But fuck did it get harder and harder to understand that bully!

With the camp sports day coming up, tension was clearly building within your cabin

The main person creating the tension being Yoichi

So when the purple haired man shouted at you for the 5th time today for not being able to climb a ten foot fucking rope - you felt something in you snap

The man towered over you, shirtless from his own training - annoyance visible on his face

But for the first time since your little relationship had begun, you matched his expression

"Is climbing a rope that fucking hard, (n/n)?" Yoichi teases you, his tone oozing petty annoyance

"How 'bout you just shut the hell up, Wolf Boy!?"

You gagged him a little bit with that one

Yoichi had never seen you snap back at him, he was left speechless for long enough to allow you to hit him with more

"Just 'cause you're insecure about yourself doesn't mean you have to fucking harass me y'know?!" You shout, pushing your hands against the hunks muscular chest, pushing him backwards

"A-At least I-I ca-an use my muscles-"

"Wow! Can't even form a sentence now can you? Just fuck off you bonehead!" You keep shouting at the speechless man

Yoichi should be getting mad at you right now

He's supposed to be annoyed and be mouthing off back at you with a pissed off scowl on his face

But instead, the rugged man is... blushing???

Barely anyone snaps back at him when he teases them - especially not you!

Why was his heart beating faster by the second?

And why could Yoichi only focus on how your body was moving with anger and sass?

"What? Can't mouth off anymore, can ya?" You tease the wolf boy, crossing your arms across your chest and looking up into Yoichi's eyes with slight disgust

In the span of 2 seconds, it clicked in Yoichi's brain what was happening to him

So just like a wild animal, he acted on his instincts and feelings

"What can I say, (y/n)? I get speechless when I'm around ya~" the muscular man FLIRTS with you

"HUH?! W-What are you on about now?!" You stammer out, a blush rushing to your cheeks as you avert your eyes

Yoichi moves closer to you, so you move backwards out if nervousness

You two move closer and further from one another until your back hits the wall of the rope-climb - Yoichi cornering you

"Heh... I'd never noticed you were so cute, shortie" Yoichi teases, his arm resting on the wall above your head

"F-Fuck off!" You say as you keep blushing, gently pushing your hands against Yoichi's chests

'Fuck he's so buff...' you think to yourself as you push against his massive pecs

"Ha! Alright alright... I'll see ya 'round, shortie~" Yoichi flirts as he turns around, waving goodbye to you without giving you a single glance

'What the fuck just got into him? AND WHY AM I HARD?!' You think to yourself, almost hyperventilating from the mix of emotions and panic you were feeling

Which was justified, your longtime bully just randomly started flirting with you

Calling you 'shortie' and 'cute'! Who just randomly does that?!

And it didn't help that you shared a cabin with the muscular man

So when you saw him later that night, all he did was give you a smirk and a wink

WHAT THE FUCK

You just tried your best to ignore him, heading straight for the bathroom to change into your pj's

The rest of the guys could tell something was off, you'd usually chat to all of them before changing

And Yoichi was never this silent, he was clearly lost in thought - which was rare since Yoichi barely ever used his brain!

Randomly, Yoichi goes towards the bathroom - once again following his instincts to just see you and tease you

He barges in on you changing

You jolt up and freeze at the sound of the door banging open

Silence fills the room as Yoichi gets practically entranced by your ass - a blush sprouting on his face as he bares his teeth in a grin

You turn around slightly to see the taller man eyeing you down - your turn also revealing your soft dick

"Damn, shortie~ Giving me quite the show aren't ya?" Yoichi says with a teasing smile, eyeing up your body

You were speechless, but you could still force your muscles to throw whatever was in your hand at the rugged man

"You pervert!" You shout, the item of clothing in your hand landing directly on Yoichi's face

It just so happened that the item of clothing was your underwear....

The universe must have it out for you today.

The purple haired man grabs the worn boxers and bunches them up - making a comment about them being cute or funny then giving you a horny smirk

'So cute... they smell good too ya know'

'SHUT UP!' You shout, pushing the man put of the bathroom, your frame still fully naked

'Well I won't turn down some free material' Yoichi thinks to himself as he looks at your bunched underwear and chuckles as he remembers your reaction to him seeing you buttnaked

[wonderingpanda]

Hallooo!

May I request reader catching the bayboys staring at them? Lovesick, maybe?

I just love the Eugene staring at Rapunzle scene.

Lovesick Stares

Bayverse!Turtles x Reader

Hi! Sorry for not posting in so long, I’ve been really busy the past month. I also want to apologise, there was another Bayverse request in my inbox but I must of accidentally deleted it since I can’t find it anymore. If the person who sent me it wants to re-request it feel free to do so. Now, I decided to not really do headcanons for this one but I wouldn’t call them oneshots either. They’re more like mini-scenarios. Anyway, with that all out the way please enjoy.

Leonardo

I was just in the lair sharpening my katanas when I noticed Y/N sit down next to me. “Mikey becoming too much for you?” “Nah, I’m just tired and don’t feel like skateboarding right now.” They pulled out their phone and began doing something on it but I couldn’t see what. I decided to just focus on my blades since I was losing concentration. After a moment or two I heard the sweet sound of Y/N laughing and turned to see them smiling at some video. I couldn’t help but let my gaze linger for a moment, they were so pretty and calm I couldn’t look away. Y/N must of realised that I had stopped sharpening my swords since they looked over to me curiously. I immediately fixed my eyes on something away from them but I knew it was too late and I’d already been caught. “You do realise you’re staring at mouldy pizza right?” Yup, caught red handed. “Well I mean mouldy pizza can be interesting. Anything can hold a story. You never know this pizza could’ve been through amazing things, lived an incredible life.” “Ah yes an incredible life of slowly dying on a sewer floor.” We laughed together for a moment before Y/N decided to lie their head on my arm and smiled with their eyes glued to their phone. “You know if want to stare at me you can. I do it to you all the time.” “Heh, thanks… wait what?”

Raphael

I swear sometimes my brothers piss me off too much! It was late in the evening and I was beating up a punching bag to let out my rage. I was so focused on hitting the thing that I didn’t realise Y/N had walked in. They leaned against the wall and just looked at me. I stopped what I was doing and turned to face them. “What is it?” “I was just waiting for you to finish up.” “Why? You want to use it?” “I’d appreciate it.” I smirked and stepped aside as Y/N walked up to the punching bag, this was going to be interesting. I was surprised when they began to land pretty tough punches on it. “Wow, who got you so riled up?” They leaned back and rolled their shoulders. “Just an annoying co-worker, don’t worry about it.” They then threw their jacket onto the floor and continued to beat up the punching bag. As they went at it I kept wanting to look at them, their face and arms, eyes, lips… I shook my head and blinked a bit when I saw Y/N staring right back at me. “Is there something you want to tell me or…?” “Uh I think I hear Donnie calling me, I gotta go.” With that, I ran off. All I could do was hope they didn’t read too much into it.

Donatello

I thought it would just be another long night in the lab. I had been spending the night working on a few adjustments to my computers. Some of them were glitching and one had stopped working completely so I was trying to fix them up asap. I figured I’d be alone the whole night since everyone seemed to have already gone to bed but I was proven wrong when I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Agh! Oh Y/N, it’s just you. Wait, Y/N! What are you doing here this late?” “Well I was spending the night studying alone but I got bored, and knowing you I knew you’d still be up and awake in your lab.” “I suppose that makes sense.” I slid my chair to the side slightly and gestured for them to grab the free one I had sitting in the corner. They pulled the chair up next to me and sat down. “Oh, and apologies for not knocking. You didn’t answer before and when I peeked through you seemed so involved in your work that I didn’t want to disturb you too much.” “Not a problem. So, were you wanting to study or join me in my computer repairs.” “I figured I could just study while you do your thing, I was just desperate for some company.” “Understandable. I’ll just get back to this and feel free to ask me if you need any help with your studies.” “Of course. Thank you Donnie.” I grabbed a few of my tools and got back to work as Y/N began researching stuff on their laptop, looking through books and writing notes down. I looked over to them and noticed the way their face scrunched up at certain things, how they seemed so hyper focused on whatever they were typing. They were simply a sight to behold. My thoughts were cut short when Y/N sent me a curious smile. “What?” I figured I must have been staring and gave an awkward laugh, looking away to the computer I was currently fidgeting with. “Nothing.” Soon enough I heard the sound of books closing and felt a heavy weight slump onto my shoulder. “I know I should be heading home right now but I think it’ll be ok if I’m a little late to class tomorrow.” “Goodnight, sleeping beauty.” “Night, turtle boy.”

Michelangelo

I was bored, and I mean really bored. Nothing was happening! Leo and Raph were training together and Donnie was locked up in his lab again. April was busy with Casey, Master Splinter was meditating. I was so close to giving up on everything when a voice filled the air. “Oh guys! Guess what I brought?” I snapped my head around only to find my gorgeous Y/N standing happily with a stack of pizza boxes in their hands. I ran over to them but before I could grab a box they pulled the pizza away from me. “Uh excuse me! You’ll be waiting for your brothers before laying a hand on this pizza.” “Ugh! But everyone else is already busy. I’ll just take a few boxes and be on my way, pretty please?” They gave me a deadpanned look. “Mmm no.” “Well then…” I stepped back and readied myself. “I’ll just have to take it by force.” I lunged at Y/N picking them up and pulling the pizza out of their grasp. “Mikey, put me down!” “Mmm no” “Michelangelo Hamato I swear to god!” They proceeded to grab my face and get close enough to the point their nose touched my snout. “If you don’t put me down safely and hand over that pizza this instant I will beat you up with your own weapons, understood?” I wanted to make some sort of witty comeback but as I looked into their eyes I found myself at a loss for words. I knew they couldn’t really beat me and they knew it too but the determined look on their face was so adorable I wanted to just let them. After a little while I felt something hard flick my forehead. “Ow! What!?” “You zoned out dummy.” “Hey I’m not a dummy! You’re the dummy.” “You sure?” “Uh huh.” “Turn around.” I twisted my head to the side and noticed that all the pizza was gone! I looked back to Y/N only to be met with a fist to the face. But to see their cute face up close it was totally worth it.

I hope this was okay. Again, sorry for not posting in a while. Please have an amazing day/night wherever you are!✨

[blood-grove]

//body horror, monster! 141 + reader , death, gn!reader

other; c/n = callsign

a/n: idk how the military works neither do igaf much also this story was not planned this was just something i needed to get out of my system do nto expect it to be good

Shapeshifter!Reader whos always since they were a kid felt itch that there skin was ready to shed and peel like a snake, Who always felt like there body wasn't right had to be perfect flaws and all because that was human.

But they weren't human, weren't hybrid either.

The first time they had ever shifted they were eleven there Father in one of his moods again taking it out on there poor mother.

Something inside them itched at that moment hearing her cries there old dog bite injury felt like it was on fire now as they itched and scratched at it till the skin gave way giving the breathing room for transformation.

The next time they open there eyes they were being kicked there Mother sobbing as she screamed.

Father laid dead mauled beyond recognition.

Did you do that?

Why was she screaming at you?

You were kicked into the foster system the next day narrowly avoiding Juvenile detention your mother had given her last bit of gratitude by explaining to the police that you were defending her you thought she'd praise you after the police left.

You were packing your clothes that night.

You got a DNA test when you arrived due to your mothers alibi to the police.

Human.

They figured it too your mother being clearly traumatized and you sudden violent act of self defense could have made her see anything at moment.

Still didnt explain the injuries that only a dog could cause.

You were 15 when you had a good grasp on what you were.

By 18 you were barely you anymore picked pieces from other peoples faces and bodies till you felt like you looked normal.

By 19 your mother had passed the news reached you slow and the grief went slower.

By 21 you've already been in the military for a while now, If that means with a new face and body each time some higher up sticks there nose into your business then so be it.

Shifting from human to human was easy the more you practiced it.

More harder things like non-humans and animals were doable but animals were getting easier and easier.

You've tried been a K9 once didnt work out for long.

You've had a few nice call signs.

Few you quickly forgot.

[c/s]

Thats been nice to be called recently.

Oh.

Right.

You should focus your meeting your new task force.

Right.

We should focus.

Woof.

Heh.

Its been a few days and wow these guys were something.

Did you mention they were monsters?

Not in a negative way of course.

But getting to know them while they were around base was nice.

Gaz you felt was the easier to get to know the harpy felt open, Talked about how they've never had a human on the team before.

Nice.

Threw Gaz you got to know Soap, You felt like the man was holding back the calm energy around him felt forced at times as the days past both of them seemed to get to know you better and you got to know them better as well.

As for the Captain and Lieutenant you were honestly nervous,

Price had a welcoming aura to him his voice gruff and firm you warmed up to him soon enoug.

Ghost?

You tried.

And shuffled away every time he looked at you.

He noticed.

He noticed?.

You eventually did warm up to Ghost!

You realized he wasn't glaring at you for once and tried to talk to him it was..awkward to many silences but it was a conversation.

So you and him were okay.

Were you okay now weeks later slowly making your place into the team?

No.

You were itching beyond belief this wasn't a good sign—

Actually you didn't even know what kind of sign this was.

You had all just gotten back from a particular rough mission a few more injuries than you all would like you got a few stitches in your arm and every since you could just feel them moving.

Being shifted around stubbornly as if they were a dam in a river.

You couldn't do that here.

You were in the confines of your own room but what if one of them walked in?

Would they report you?

Get you kicked for the military?

Maybe if you could just shift slightly enough to easy the unease under your skin.

The sound of cracking bone was sure to grab attention.

But surely you could just pass it off as stretching?

You could not pass it off as stretching and you were currently hiding in the rafters near sobbing.

Gaz had came in to check on you and caught you half shifted you panicked and lunged at him or the door you couldn't remember you were pretty sure one of your bones were jutting out of your skin as it readjusted into place.

You didn't hurt him.

You were just hoping you could calm yourself enough to shift into something smaller and run away shift into a new person new age try again at childhood maybe?

Maybe you panicking too much?

There also monsters they'd understand?

You didn't mean to lie about what you were.

You just.

The fear of the unknown paralyzed you to afraid of what'll happen what people will think.

You know you could be a threat.

Someone able to take face and shape of anyone?

You could understand if you were saw that way.

But you didn't want to be seen that way.

Every since your mother stared you down in fear not admiration not even shock.

Fear.

You knew you could never let someone look at you that way again.

Not someone you cared about.

Maybe if you hid away long enough they'd forget.

Memories fade.

Faces fade from recognition.

But that's all what you wished what have happened.

Now you were in a awkward stare off with Gaz not to subtly watched your arm pop and snap back into place along with your head.

"I see I should have knocked.."

"Yeah you should have."

A voice of not your own replied.

You hated when your body was out of sync.

You were using the wrong voice again, rearranging your own brain and vocal cords was odd.

Odder when one of your new teammates watched.

"Are- Are you okay?-"

"No" Ghost's voice replied.

"Oh..I-..Er..Do you..need a medic I.."

"No" Your own voice replied finally.

"Can you please leave..My ribs are still not in place and I doubt you'd want to see how that works."

He left.

Probably to tell Price rather then not wanting to see you basically play with your own rib cage like tuning a piano.

a/n; idk where this was going i did not plan this out i just wrote it on a whim

[maviscat123]

UncleLarry's feast. Originalstory by chubbymenvore.

"Food's all ready boys! Come and get it!" Larry heard his brother call from the dining room.

"Oh good. C'mon Uncle Larry! I'm starving and this belly won't feed itself." His youngest nephew Wil said as he got up from the couch.

"Heh comin boy." Larry chuckled as he hoisted his large frame off the couch. He grabbed for remote and shut off the 'Digestion Wrestling League' match they were watching.

Larry was visiting his brother and his nephews for his brother's birthday. He was a big guy, and much like his brother and his nephews, a gluttonous hog. Their entire family were always big eaters, and when a celebration was in order, they called a catering service to prepare a feast. His brother Kent was turning the big five o today, so his sons had come home to celebrate with him.

Larry, or Uncle Larry as he was known to his nephews, was 48 years old. He was well over 350 lbs and gaining. His older brother Kent was slightly bigger at probably around 380, but he had the advantage of being a cop and getting to eat criminals and drunkards several times a week. His nephews were just like their dad, all of them voracious beasts when it came to food and had the appetites to show for it.

Larry walked into the dining room to see the large table overloaded with a literal mountain of food stacked several feet in the air. There was everything from Chinese food containers, pizzas, burritos, subs, burgers, chickens, fish, cakes, pies, ice cream, turkeys, and even a large roast pig. His brother Kent was standing at the other end of the table with a huge grin on his face, slowly rubbing over his huge rumbling belly.

"Wowee. That's a lot of food." Larry laughed.

"Nothin too good for us. Besides, gonna take a lot to fill up our tanks. Hell, this probably isn't even enough." Kent smirked as his three sons barged into the room.

Kent had three sons. Geoff, who was the eldest, was almost as big as his uncle. He was a chip off the ol block, a nice layer of hairy fat covered him from head to foot. His gut was by far his most prominent feature, jutting a good two feet from his chest, even when empty and could easily pack away a small room if he was so inclined. Kevin was the middle child. He was the skinniest in the family, but not by much. He was around 280 lbs, and just like the rest of their family, most of his weight sat proudly on his waist in the form of a nice spherical belly. Kevin had shorter hair than Geoff, deciding to keep himself tidy, shaving off his body and facial hair, giving himself a twinkish look. The youngest was Wil who would be turning 22 next month. Wil was more like Geoff than Kevin. He wasn't nearly as hairy as Geoff was, but kept his beard as long as he could. He often tried to keep up with his brother and dad, but usually couldn't handle the massive amounts of food that they could pack away and often tapped out early.

"Wow Dad! You even got a pig?" Wil said, surveying the food.

"Yup. That's for me though so hands off."

"Aww." Wil moped.

"Alright boys! Shirts off, Guts out! We don't stop until all of this food is in our bellies!" Kent shouted, pulling off his wife beater, letting his large hairy belly loose from its prison.

The rest of them followed suit, while Geoff took it a step farther and removed his pants, leaving just his underwear on.

"Hehe now that's commitment." His father laughed.

"Gotta make room for this baby." Geoff rubbed his large hairy gut. "Don't need my pants getting in the way."

Larry removed his shirt and let his own belly out. He undid the top of his jeans and left his suspenders on for extra support.

The now shirtless group all sat at the table. Kent was at one end and Larry was at the other. Geoff sat on one side of the table and Kevin and Wil sat on the other.

"Ok Boys! Dig in!" Kent roared as he grabbed a large cooked chicken from the table and stuffed it in his mouth. The rest of the family followed suit, each grabbing various things from the table and cramming it in their maws.

Eating in their family was competitive, where the fastest eater got the most food. The family didn't serve out portions like most families did, so it was all free game. The faster they were, the more they got to eat. The act of chewing food was slow, so the boys quickly learned to eat like their uncle and father, swallowing their food whole. Kevin and Wil were less ravenous eaters, usually eating one thing at a time. A lone burger or sub sandwich were often the food of choice for them, as they were easy to gulp down and move on to the next thing. Geoff was more like his father, where they would both cram as much food in their maws as they could before swallowing it all down. Mounds of food would quickly fill their maws before it was all swallowed down to their rapidly growing bellies.

-

Larry had just swallowed his 5th large turkey when his brother let out a massive belch. The food was almost half gone by this point, letting Kent grab the massive glazed pig that had been buried under the small mountain of food.

"Ok big boy. Down you go." Kent joked to the pig as he grasped the large hunk of pork and lifted it above his head. Larry watched his brother with a smile as he quickly began shoving the pig into his maw. With a loud gulp, the pig began making its way down Kent's gullet, stretching his neck massively as it was squeezed down. Larry chuckled at how easily his brother gulleted the pig, the massive 300 pound swine barely a challenge for him. Wil and Kevin having stopped eating to watch their father finish swallowing the large pig, while Geoff took the opportunity to steal food from the other side of the table and continue eating.

Kent finally drew the last of the pig into his maw and with one last lethargic gulp, swallowed the pig whole. His two youngest watched as the massive bulge moved down their father's fat neck and quickly vanished into his rapidly expanding belly.

"URRRRRRRRRRRP! Ahhh!" Kent moaned as he patted his belly. "That filled a hole." He laughed as his cell phone rang. With some effort, Kent maneuvered his phone out of his jeans and answered it.

"Kent here." He said while rubbing his spherical belly.

"Oh really? Well tell the chief I'm on my way." Kent said excitedly as his belly grumbled hungrily.

"Yup. See you in a bit. Don't eat em' all without me or you'll end up takin their place." He laughed as he hung up his phone. "Sorry boys, Dads gotta go to the station."

"Something came up?" Larry asked.

"Chiefs got a present for me. Said we caught the Morenzo biker gang in a sting operation. He's got 50 guys in lockup right now."

"What about your birthday dinner?" Kevin asked, while Geoff just grunted as he continued to cram more food into his mouth.

"You guys finish it. I'm betting my belly will be quite full by the time I get back." Kent said, grabbing his shirt and putting it on, leaving the front open so his gut still had room.

"You got no complaints from me." Larry said as he grabbed a tub of ice cream from the table and began emptying the contents into his mouth.

"Good. Keep eating boys. I expect this table to be empty when I return." Kent said as he walked out of their front door, his large belly wobbling with the mountain of food inside.

"*GULP* Think we can finish it all guys?" Larry swallowed the entire contents of the tub, the large bulge of ice cream quickly making its way down his chest and into his massive belly. He laughed as he threw the now empty 12L tub of ice cream into the pile of empty wrappers, packages, containers, and tubs of now eaten food.

"I'm sure Geoff will finish what we don't eat anyway, won't you fatass?." Kevin teased while grabbing a large bowl of profiteroles.

"MmmmMMMPH" Geoff grumbled while his mouth was full. He wedged another slice of pizza in his mouth beside the entire cake that was already in there and strenuously closed his mouth. His cheeks were the stuffed to the size of basketballs, packed full with food. He jutted his neck forward, scrunched his eyes closed, and with immense effort, began swallowing the pile of food in his mouth. His neck bulged out massively as the lump of food began moving its way out of his mouth and down his chest. His cheeks slowly returned to normal as the last of the food made its way down his throat. When the last of the food disappeared into his now massive belly, he gave his gut a hard slap and burped loudly.

"*UUUUUURP* Fuck you Kev, you just wish you could eat like me." Geoff said as he reached over his large spherical belly and grabbed more food from the table.

The four continued to eat their way through the rest of the food, the pile of food slowly disappearing into their growing bellies.

-

"*BRAAAAAAP*...Oohhhh I think that's it for me. I'm stuffed." Wil moaned as leaned back in his chair. His belly was swollen to the size of a large beach ball, rock hard from being packed fully with food. His torso and face were smeared with chocolate sauce from the last few cakes he had eaten.

*GULP*

Larry swallowed more of the lemon cakes he had doused with whipped cream. He licked his lips and turned to his nephew.

"Heh. Well done Wil. You'll be your brothers size in no time." Larry chuckled as he patted his large belly. His gut began to rumble loudly, demanding more food. He reached out for another lemon cake but stopped. He looked at Wil, who had his eyes closed as he gently rubbed over his engorged belly, slowly rubbing the chocolate sauce into his chest hair.

Deciding that Wil looks too scrumptious to pass up, he grasped Wil by the arm and dragged him up onto the table. Wil groaned as he was now resting on his swollen belly, too stuffed to move. Larry leaned forward and pinned his nephew's arms at his sides.

"W-what are you do-mmmph!" Wil asked before Larry dragged his large tongue over his face. Larry licked the chocolate sauce off his nephew for a few moments before leaning back.

"Mmm delicious." Larry chuckled. Wil coughed and gagged for a moment as he choked on his Uncle's copious amount of drool. Larry then leaned back in his chair and dragged Wil off the table and up onto his own massive belly until the two were face to face.

"I think you'll make an excellent dessert Wil. You've already went through the trouble of dousing yourself in chocolate." Larry licked his lips and opened his mouth wide, giving Wil a view of his cavernous maw.

"What?! I'm not food!" Wil shouted as he tried to break free of his Uncle's grasp. Larry ignored him and began pulling his head into his mouth. "I'm your nephew! I'm not part of the food. Don't eat me! PLE-MMMMPH!"

Larry glomped his mouth over Wil's head. He began shouting and screaming, but his cries were muffled from inside the massive mouth. He kicked and struggled hard, but Larry held him steady, slowly pulling more and more of him in.

Kevin was wide eyed, watching his younger brother slowly get devoured by their uncle.

"Geoff! Stop eating! Can't you see Uncle Larry has gone nuts?" Kevin shouted at his older brother. Geoff stopped shoving food into his mouth for a second to look at Kevin and then to Larry, who was now sliding his lips over Wil's neck. He looked back at Kevin who was freaking out, shrugged, and continued to stuff his face, jamming another pie into his mouth among the smorgasbord of food.

*GULP*

Kevin looked over to see his Uncle work Wil's shoulders and chest into his mouth. Larry was taking his time, lathering his tongue over every inch of his nephew before sending him further into his digestive track. Kevin flipped out and grabbed his brother's feet and tried pulling.

*ULP*

With a massive gulp, Wil was lurched forward, releasing him from his brothers grasp. Larry's maw was now around Wil's upper chest, while his nephew's arms were pinned at his sides. Larry tossed his head back, bringing Wil above his head, and swallowed deeply. Wil kicked wildly as his large belly began sinking into his Uncle's mouth. Kevin could see the massive bulge his brother was making in their Uncle's chest as he slowly sank downwards Without slowing, Larry took another gulp, pulling Wil's immensely packed belly into his maw completely.

Kevin panicked and pulled out his phone and dialed his dad. He thought that his dad could dissuade Uncle Larry from swallowing his brother.

The phone rang for a few moments before his dad picked up.

"*BRAAAAAAAPPP* Ugh-Kent here." Kevin heard his dad.

"DAD! I DON'T KNOW WHATS GOING ON BUT UNCLE LAR-" He shouted before being cut off by his dad.

"Hold on a sec bud. COMERE YOU! NOBODY EATS MY FRIEND! *GLOMP*" Kevin heard through the phone. He waited as he heard loud gulping noises among various lewd noises in the background. Loud gulps and belches could be heard in the background as well as the up-close gulping noise.

"*ULP* Ooof. That'll teach you. Enjoy my gut big guy!" Kevin heard his dad shout.

"DAD!" Kevin shouted.

"Hey Kev. Sorry about that. What's going on?" Kent asked his son, as several shouts could be heard in the background.

"DAD! UNCLE LARRY IS EATING WIL!" Kevin screamed into the phone.

"WHAT?! THAT GLUTTONOUS FUCKER BETTER NOT BE EATING HIM. I SWEAR WHEN I GET HOME HE'LL BE IN MY BELLY BEFORE YOU CAN-*GLOMP*" Kent's shouting was cut off. There was a muffled yell among the many shouts and eating noises before the phone was quickly muffled.

"DAD!?" Kevin shouted. He could hear muffled shouting now and various noises, but they quickly turned into loud gulping noises and were replaces by wet slurping noises.

"DAD! ANSWER ME!" Kevin screamed, but he could only hear more wet slurping noises. This continued for a few moments before the phone cut out.

"DAD?! DAD!" Kevin shouted. He threw his phone in anger.

*GULP*

Kevin turned to Larry to see Wil was down to his knees, his shorts and underwear tossed among the mountain of discard cans and containers from the evening festivities. Larry was guiding in Wil's legs with one hand while he had the other resting behind his head.

Larry moaned as he swallowed again, pulling Wil all the way down until just his feet were outside his mouth. He could feel his nephew struggling in his belly among the massive amount of food he had swallowed before him. He began licking at Wil's feet, tickling them so slightly that it caused him to struggle extra hard for a few moments.

"GEOFF STOP EATING!" Kevin shouted to his brother. Geoff stopped shoving the 3rd watermelon into his massively stuffed mouth and looked up at his brother. Kevin was red in the face from screaming so much. They both looked over at Larry who had taken the canister of whipped cream and doused his meal's toes with a hefty serving.

Geoff let out a chuckle and finished cramming the watermelon into his mouth, bulging out his left cheek another few inches or so. With only a few things left on the table, Geoff reached out and grabbed a plate of steaks.

"DAMMIT GEOFF ARE YOU GONNA HELP ME?" Kevin shouted, slamming his hands on the table. Geoff looked up at Kevin, before they heard a loud slurping noise. They both looked at Larry, who was loudly lapping at Wil's toes, licking them clean of any whipped cream. He let out a soft moan as he held the last of his meal steady while he thrashed wildly in his belly.

Geoff's gut let out a loud grumble. The two remaining nephews turned back to each other before Geoff let out a deep muffled laugh. He quickly let go of the plate of steaks and grasped his brother's hands. Before Kevin could react, he was pulled onto the table, shoving the remaining food out of the way. Geoff quickly shoved his brother's hands into his maw, cramming them in among the pile of food in his mouth already. Kevin screamed, and tried to pull away, but Geoff held him tightly in place while he continued to jam his arms in his mouth. Kevin began kicking and flailing wildly on the table as his elbows disappeared into his brother's mouth. He could feel his arms squished among the various food sitting in Geoff's mouth. Geoff put his hand on the back of his brother's head and slowly pushed, shoving Kevin's face against his brother's bearded mouth. Kevin's screams were soon muffled as his head was slowly pushed inside, swelling out Geoff's cheeks even further, as they strained to hold the massive amounts of food.

Meanwhile, Larry had finished licking all the whipped cream off Wil's toes, leaving them wiggling in the air, just outside his lips. Larry moaned one last time and decided it was time to finish his wonderful meal. He let go of the wriggling toes with his left hand and let his throat do the work. He felt the last of Wil slowly slip down into his mouth, dragging the toes between his lips and out of sight. He let gravity slowly pull his nephew down until he felt the feet reach the back of his throat.

*Glurk*

With a quick gulp, Larry swallowed his nephew whole. He felt his fat neck contract as the feet slipped down his gullet quickly and joined the rest of his nephew. Once he felt them slip completely inside his belly, he opened his eyes and looked down. Before him was his large, spherical gut, protruding a good four feet from his chest and shaking wildly. A smile crept across his face as he watched Wil struggle in his new home, shifting and maneuvering himself among the mass of food in there with him, while he worked to get himself into a comfortable position.

Larry finally looked over to Geoff, who was busy working his younger brother's waist into his mouth. He smiled as he admired his nephews pure gluttony, willing to do anything to sate his appetite. Geoff's cheeks were bulging wildly now, as Kevin tried to fight his way out. It reminded him of when he and Kent were back in college, playing chubby bunny with the local frats. Kent managed to cram 14 guys in his mouth while Larry only managed 11, but only because they ran out of guys. He smirked to himself as he remembered how it took Kent nearly 20 minutes to power the lump of guy's down his throat, a feat which today would have taken him under 30 seconds.

Larry began snacking on more lemon cakes and whipped cream with one hand while he rubbed his massive wriggling gut with the other. He watched Geoff shove more and more of Kevin into his mouth. He just finished working his knees in, the last of his legs kicking wildly. With both hands, Geoff grasped his brother's legs and held them steady. He began guiding them into his mouth slowly, the free space in his mouth now all but gone, it being so utterly full. Before long, only Kevin's feet remained. Geoff grasped his brother's soles and with a hard shove, crammed the last of his brother into his mouth. He winced as he managed to close his mouth completely, before he looked up at his uncle and gave a goofy smile.

"Swallow bud. Yer gut's waitin." Larry said.

Geoff nodded and tilted his head back. He strenuously began to swallow, condensing his stuffed cheeks together until a massive bulge began to form in his throat. His head began to shake slightly as he worked the contents of him mouth into his tight throat, the strain being almost too much.

*GUUUUUUUUUUUUU-*

The massive squirming lump began to move down his chest, stretching his neck as the lump of food made its way down his esophagus. He gritted his teeth and squeezed his throat to help the last of his food on its final descent.

*-UULP*

With the blink of an eye, the bulge disappeared into Geoff's belly, making it swell out to almost double it's original bloated size. He moaned as he looked down at his accomplishment.

"Wow. Never though it'd -*BOORP*-be that easy." Geoff grumbled.

"With the size of him I'm surprised you or your dad didn't eat him sooner. If you didn't toss em back I would of." Larry smirked, patting his own struggling belly.

"Oof... He's putting up a fight." Geoff moaned as his belly began to stretch and shake aggressively now.

"A good belly rub always help with the wrigglers. C'mere and let your old uncle help you digest." Larry said, sitting up in his chair.

"oooh...Thanks Uncle Larry." Geoff groaned as he stood up and waddled his way over to his uncle, his bloated belly swinging ponderously with each step.

Larry put his hands on his nephews squirming belly. He could feel Kevin moving around in his older brother's gut among the few hundred pounds of food that was stuffed in there with him. He began kneading and massaging Geoff's gut, squishing down the protruding bulges that Kevin was making.

"That feels nice Uncle Larry." Geoff moaned, feeling some relief from his brother's struggles.

"He's quite the fighter. Here feel Wil." Larry took his nephew's hand and placed it on his own wriggling belly.

"Heh, he's barely moving." Geoff smirked as he felt around his Uncle's gut, pushing and kneading around, trying to feel his brother. Suddenly a large bulge stretched the large gut outwards, it's occupant still had some fight left.

"Oof." Larry winced. He patted his belly, trying to calm his nephew.

"I wish I could have eaten him. He looked so good covered in chocolate sauce." Geoff said, helping his Uncle massage his massive gut.

"Well lucky for you you'll get the chance." Larry said, grabbing his nephew by the waist and pulling him in close, squishing their guts together. Before Geoff could react, Larry leaned back in his chair, pulling his heavy nephew up onto his belly, his face inches from him. Larry opened his mouth wide and showed his nephew where he was going.

"WAIT DON'T MMMPH" Geoff shouted before his uncle shoved his head into his maw. Uncle Larry waisted no time and swallowed quickly, sending Geoff's head down his gullet while pulling his shoulders in.

Geoff screamed as he was squeezed into his Uncle's mouth. His powerful throat began tugging him downwards, eager to add more food to his demanding belly. He felt his Uncle grab his hips and pull him upwards, stuffing more of his large body inside. His uncle was relentless and quickly swallowed more of him, not even bothering to taste him like he did with Wil. He quickly felt himself move more and more down the slick throat, his younger brother's shouts becoming louder and louder with each gulp.

Larry heaved his nephew upwards, reared his head back and opened his mouth wider, letting Geoff sink into his gullet more. He groaned as his meal struggled in his throat, his fat neck stretching massively as his big nephew fought. His meal's chest slid over his tongue while Larry opened his mouth wider, getting ready for the massive struggling belly that was approaching his lips. He began squeezing and cramming the large hairy belly into his mouth, compressing its contents even further that they already were. Kevin was clearly not happy about being squeezed so tightly in his brother's belly, but Larry didn't seem to notice or care as his lips began sliding over the massive ball of a gut.

With several more hefty gulps, Geoff's large gut slid into his uncle's throat, stretching out his throat massively as his meal slid further and further downwards. With the aid of gravity and his relentless throat, Larry quickly worked his nephew's fat thighs into his gullet, quickly approaching the end to the great feast. His belly quickly expanded as the majority of his last nephew made his way inside. Soon Larry had his lips wrapped around Geoff's ankles, the twitching feet being the last part of his meal. He leaned back in his chair, it creaking under his immense weight, and put one hand behind his head. With the other hand, he reached up and put a finger on each of his meal's feet and slowly pushed them in. With a loud slurp, Geoff's toes slipped under his Uncle's moustache and disappeared into his mouth. Larry put his other hand behind his head and swallowed gently, letting his large meal slowly sink down his gullet.

Larry sat there, content, as his belly continued to grow while Geoff continued to make his way down. He closed his eyes as he concentrated on the struggles in his belly, feeling every kick and punch that his nephews could muster. Suddenly, he felt Geoff slip past his sternum and drop like a rock into his belly.

"Ooof. Boy you are heavy." Larry chuckled as he smacked his gut. "Now that was a meal!"

His belly continued to shake and shift, several bulges appearing all over before disappearing just as fast. He could feel his nephews kick and fight inside his belly, but he knew that nobody had ever gotten out once they slid past his lips. He sat there, eyes closed as he enjoyed the struggles for a while, pleased with himself for eating almost the entire feast.

"Oh almost forgot, the title match is on soon." He patted his belly as he sat up. His massive gut sat proudly between his legs, almost touching the floor. He slowly stood and stretched, his belly wobbling as his nephews were thrown around with the sudden movement. He grabbed his suspenders and pushed them off his arms, letting his pants fall to his ankles, leaving only his underwear on. He stepped out of his pants and made his way into the kitchen, the large belly barely fitting through the doorway. He could still feel the two struggling inside, but Larry paid it no mind. He reached the fridge and found a six pack of beer inside. With a smile, he grabbed it and a bag of chips off the nearby counter and made his way to the living room.

He eased himself down onto the couch and got himself comfortable. His gut sat between his legs and hung off the couch, resting on the floor. He grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. As the TV finished adjusting itself, the DWL came up again. There were two men in the ring, or at least one and wat was left of another. A large Hispanic man had his lips wrapped around the neck of a massive beaded old guy. His head slowly sank into his opponents' mouth, a look of pure terror on his face as he watched the world disappear when the Hispanic man closed his mouth and swallowed. The camera's got a good close up of bulge as is traveled down the sweaty chest and disappeared into the expanding belly.

"Looks like I'm just in time. The title match is a few events away." Larry said to his wriggling belly. "I'll let you know how the title turns out Wil!"

--

Geoff shouted as he dropped onto his younger brother. The two crashed together and stretched the confines of their prison as it sagged downwards before bouncing back into place. Wil attempted to sit up but his brother was laying on top of him.

"Get...off...mmmof me!" Wil struggled to say as his face was mashed into the various swallowed foods.

"Yeah sorry." Geoff pushed off of his brother and sat up. The two maneuvered until Geoff was on his back, with his younger brother curled up on his belly, the two so utterly compacted together in their uncle's belly.

"What do we do now?!!" Wil panicked, the loud grumbles and groans echoing all around them.

"Not a whole lot we can do." Geoff said. "There's still some food here though." He laughed as he grabbed a turkey from the pile of food and shoved it in his mouth.

"How can you eat at a time like? We're in Uncle Larry's belly!" Wil shouted.

"*Gulp* Well we can try fighting if you want. Kick and punch!" Geoff said as he gulped the turkey down.

The two began kicking and punching wildly. Fists went flying and legs stretched their confines as much as they could, but their Uncle's belly was used to large meals, even those that fought back. Before long they were out of breath and the air was beginning to get stale.

"Well. Maybe Dad can save us?" Wil said, defeated.

"Doubt it. If Dad finds Uncle Larry like this he's more likely to swallow him down than save us." Geoff said.

"Well maybe Kevin then?" Wil asked.

"He's not in any position to help either." Geoff chuckled, before grabbing another few slices of pizza from the mountain of food around them.

"What? Why not?" Wil asked. Before Geoff could answer, Wil felt his brother's belly wriggle wildly, several bulges quickly stretching the hairy gut.

"You didn't!" Wil shouted, trying to push his brother away.

"I did. And I think you should join him!" Geoff shouted before attempting to grab his brother.

The two fought hard, Wil trying to avoid his brother's grasp. It became more difficult as their Uncle began moving around, jostling their confines constantly. Before too long however, Geoff got a firm grip of his brother's feet and pulled them up to his maw.

"NONONONO STOP!" Wil screamed. Before he could move, Geoff shoved his feet into his mouth and slurped them up hard, the skinny legs quickly sliding into his mouth. With a quick gulp, Wil's hips were pulled into his brothers mouth and with a hefty shove, the large belly was squeezed into his mouth. Geoff moaned as he tasted over his brother, his delicious taste was absolutely hypnotizing, before he swallowed again, letting the large belly slide into his gullet.

"Please don't eat me..." Wil pleaded, utterly defeated, but his brother didn't listen, and instead swallowed hard, pulling his chest inside before the bearded lips wrapped around his neck. With one last heavy gulp, Geoff swallowed his brother whole. He moaned as he felt his belly stretch out even further while Wil made his way down. Before long, both of his brothers were squeezed into his swollen belly, struggling wildly for room, or maybe even to avoid being eaten by the other. He didn't care however, instead grabbing more food from around him and shoving it in his mouth.

--

"AND THERE HE GOES FOLKS! WITH ONE LAST GULP WE HAVE A WINNER!" The announcer cheered as the camera focused on a large black man whose head was leaned all the way back with a pair of feet slowly slipping down his esophagus. The match ended swiftly as the large man patted his gut and opened his mouth, revealing to the crowd it was empty.

Larry watched while munching on chips, his belly now wobbling like wild.

"Ooof! Easy in there boys." Larry smirked as he gave his gut a few pats.

"AND NOW FOR THE MAIN EVENT!" The announcer shouted, as the large man waddled out of the ring, his belly violently shaking. Cheers rang out as the camera panned to the locker room.

"I PRESENT THE CHALLENGER HISOKA ANDO!"

A large Japanese man appeared. He was a former sumo wrestler turned pro eater. He stood at 5'10" and looked like he was just barely over 350 pounds of just pure fat. His gut hung slightly over his mawashi, but he looked like he should be in the amateur league. He made his way down to the ring and stepped inside. The ring was similar to a sumo ring, but was significantly larger, letting the large Preds move about more easily.

"AND NOW FOR YOUR CHAMPION HENRY BAGROV!" The announcer screamed as the crowd went wild.

From the locker room a massive gorilla of a man appeared. He was of Russian descent, and was actually the cousin of Boris 'The Bottomless Belly' Bagrov, who held several eating records. Henry was close to 600 pounds of pure beefy fat. His solid round gut jutted out a few feet in front of him, tightly held in place by an impressive set of stomach muscles covered by a thick layer of fat. He towered over most at 6'7" and dominated the league as the champion for 6 years running.

Larry knew that Henry was Wil's favorite, and the two were going to watch the match tonight.

The two wrestlers entered the ring and stood on the line. They bowed to each other and the crowd got quiet. The two of them looked ridiculous next to each other, as Henry completely towered over Hisoka. The Ref blew the whistle and the two grappled at each other. Surprisingly, Hisoka managed to keep his ground and push back against the massive man. Henry leaned down next to Hisoka's ear.

"You're gonna feel real good going down my gullet." The large Russian sneered.

The big guy opened his mouth, showing his opponent and the crowd his maw and the entrance to his gullet. However, the Russian did not expect his opponent to grab the back of his head. In a panicked move, he attempted to push Hisoka off of him, but ended up doing exactly what his opponent wanted. In an amazing display, Hisoka shoved Henry's head into his maw, muffling the gigantic man's screams as Hisoka brought him to his knees.

"Hah. Stupid cocky bastard." Larry laughed, slurping on more of his beer.

The smaller man quickly shoved his opponent's shoulders in and started working his mouth down over Henry's flabby chest. The crowd was cheering fanatically as the announcers were besides themselves watching the tiny Japanese man easily gulp down the 600-pound beast. Eventually, Hisoka got to the top of Henry's gut, Henry's arms pinned at his sides. He quickly and methodically began gulping at the man's gigantic belly, stretching his throat out massively as the large gut slowly slid down into it. In under 10 seconds, the belly was gone, leaving just Henry's waist and legs. Carefully, Hisoka leaned backwards, picking up the rest of his meal as he began cramming Henry's large ass into his mouth. Before he slid his opponent's ass in completely, he tore off Henry's mawashi and draped it over the back of his neck. The crowd cheered as Hisoka grabbed both large ass cheeks of his opponent and groped it a few times, giving it a few jiggly shakes. The act was considered respectful as saving the mawashi is considered a high honor for the devoured opponent and in Japanese eating, the ass grabbing means that he is a great meal.

Hisoka was slowly cramming Henry's fat legs into his maw, careful not to lose his balance as he worked his way towards victory. Gulp after gulp, Hisoka worked more of the fat legs into his maw until just the man's large feet were left. Putting a hand on each foot, he crammed them into his maw and gulped hard, making the crowd explode with excitement as the last of the former champ slowly bulged out Hisoka's throat as it made its way down his chest and into his gut.

The ref came out and held the Japanese man's arm up, declaring Hisoka the winner by ingestion. The crowd cheered as Hisoka patted his completely still 4-foot belly, that was somehow containing a 600-pound man. Hisoka turned to his opponents empty starting spot and bowed, showing respect before he turned and walked out of the ring towards the locker room, his large gut wobbling with each step.

"Well Wil, guess your idol ended up just like you did." Larry chuckled as he gave his belly a few rubs, the struggling having pretty much stopped now, with only some slight movements here and there.

"I wonder where your dad is. I was hoping to have the whole feast to myself." Larry smirked as he shut the TV off. "Oh well. Time for bed I think. Got a lot of digestin to do."

Larry heaved himself off the couch and slowly stood up, his gut bouncing with the sudden movement. He made his way to his brother's room where he knew Kent had a reinforced bed, perfect for him and his gut. He eased himself onto the bed and lay down, his massive belly jutting a good 6 feet upwards. Larry smiled as he rubbed the parts of his belly he could reach. His gut was solid as a rock, absolutely stuffed with hundreds of pounds of food and his 3 nephews. He loved it when his belly was gigantic but knew that it was only temporary.

"Ok boys, time to let my gut do it's thing. I can't wait to see how big you guys make my belly after I digest you." He said patting his gut proudly. "Goodnight guys. Enjoy being belly fat."

*UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP*

Larry let out a belch that rattled the windows, lasting for a good 20 seconds. His belly slowly shrunk about a foot, bearing down on his food, removing every last bit of extra space. His belly let out a low grumble, revving itself up for the immense task of digesting over half a ton of food.

With a smile on his face, Larry closed his eyes and let sleep take him.

-

15 hours later, Larry woke up to a loud grumble. He slowly opened his eyes to the bright room. He stretched and groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. He looked down at his belly. It was still quite large, about a foot bigger than it normally was. Larry didn't think his gut had finished digesting yet.

"Guess I'm gettin old. Don't digest as fast as I used to." Larry grumbled.

*GUUUUUUUUUUURGLE*

A loud groan emitted from Larry's gut just then. Larry was hungry. He gave his gut a slap and realized it was empty, the extra size now a permanent part of his belly.

"Holy shit. You guys made me huge!" Larry gasped as he sat up. He went over to the mirror and observed his new belly, now jutting a good 3 feet from his chest in a nice spherical shape. Another loud gurgle reminded him that he still had to deal with what was left of his nephews. After a long trip to the bathroom, he made his way to the spare room where his dufflebag was and got some new clothes. He grabbed a shirt and put it on, before realising it was too small. Way too small. The shirt could even make it halfway down his gut.

"This shirt fit perfectly few days ago." Larry chuckled.

*Ding Dong*

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Larry went to the front door and opened it. Standing on the porch was a skinny guy in his 30s, wearing a bright red shirt and cargo shorts.

"Yeah?" Larry said, scratching his gut.

"Hello Sir. Would you like to don-*GUURGLE*" The guy stopped mid sentence as he was interrupted by an incredibly loud hungry grumble coming from Larry's gut.

They both looked down at his gut for a moment, before looking back at each other. With a grin on his face, Larry grabbed the guy by his shirt and dragged his up to his mouth. Before the guy could make a noise, Larry engulfed his head and quickly swallowed him up to his chest. The guy struggled hard, kicking and shouting, but Larry held him steady as he dragged him inside the house and closed the door. He swallowed again, easily pulling the man's torso and waist into his mouth, the skinny man sliding all too quick down the Pred's throat.

Larry quickly reared his head back and brought the kicking legs above himself, letting gravity assist. He felt the man effortlessly slide down his throat, thrashing wildly the whole way. With a few more gulps, the man's shoes slid past Larry's lips and down his gullet, joining their owner in his gut.

"*URRRP* Ahh. A nice quick breakfast." Larry smiled and patted his belly, feeling the struggles quickly fade away before realising his belly hadn't grown an inch to accommodate his small meal.

"Damn boys. You made me so fat you cant even tell he's in there. The guys have gotta see this." Larry chucked as strode back to the spare room, the man inside sloshing back and forth with each step. The 'guys' he was referring to are a group of locals who enjoy eating like he did. They share a chatroom that they often post pictures of their conquests, usually their full wriggling bellies. Larry sat in a chair and took a photo with his phone.

He then uploaded it to the chatroom with the caption "Swallowed my three nephews last night along with a few hundred pounds of food. They made my gut so fat that you probably can't tell that I'm digesting a guy right now. Their father won't be too happy when he finds out."

Several responses came up after a few minutes, mostly cheering for him and congratulating him on the serious growth. After a few more minutes, he received a personal message from his friend Ralph.

"Hey bud. Nice gut! Got word that there's another huge meetup on the Meriwake Trail just outside of town this afternoon. I went to the last one and there were over 10 different orgies along the trail. I left with six guys in my gut but Pierre managed to devour an entire group all by himself. Course having 15 guys in his gut didn't stop Winston from tossing him back an hour later. If you're still hungry, there's gonna be a lot of tasty guys for us to eat. Plenty for us to share."

Larry chuckled as his belly grumbled loudly again.

"Always hungry. I'll see you there." Larry replied. Larry threw on a pair of shorts, gathered his clothes and shoved them in his duffel bag. He made his way out the door and to his truck. After he got in, he adjusted his seat to make room for his larger belly.

"Glad I got this baby modified." Larry thought as he started his truck.

The engine roared to life as he backed out of the driveway and onto the road, on his way to the many guys he would fuck and devour before the end of the day.

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Sounds like Larry's brother Kent never made it home last night. Wonder what happened at the police station with all those bikers...

As for Larry, he's off to the backwoods for an afternoon of dicking, devouring, and digesting.

[razorblade180]

Crystal Clear

[2.5 spoilers]

Jiaoqiu: *listening to music*…..!? General?

Feixiao:*opening door* Heh, wow. Hand on the doorknob and you already knew. I guess what they say about heightened senses is true. You might be able to hear Moze at this rate.

Jiaoqiu:My ears have always been good, but it’s actually your scent that gave it away. I’ve been by your side a long time after all.

Feixiao:Clearly. You’re comfortable enough to boldly talk about my scent of all things. Any normal woman would berate you.

Jiaoqiu:I guess I’m lucky you’re an extraordinary one then. *smiles*

Feixiao:….How has your day been?

Jiaoqiu:Moze stopped by earlier to aid me in making a meal. In the end, we ordered take out.

Feixiao:I’m sorry.

Jiaoqiu:Hehe, what for? We knew the attempt was rather audacious. Apparently both of us have yet to regain complete steadiness when it comes to holding a blade. He should be fine in a few more days. As for I, well, it’s probably for the best I don’t make another attempt at mincing for the time being. How was your day?

Feixiao:Time never stops. Even at my speed. I got through it all though.

He hears her footsteps draw closer until his mattress begins to sink in beside him. Feixiao’s breathing was both steady and subtle. Those two things alone told him that her physical health was stronger than ever.

Jiaoqiu:Sounds like regular day, with a little added weight of the future. Please remember to pace yourself. Recovered or not, I think many would agree you and many others earned an opportunity to slow down if only for a few days.

Feixiao:I’m okay. Nothing a good night’s rest won’t fix.

Jiaoqiu:Is that so? So, was there anything you wanted to tell me? Despite what I just said, I’m sure you’re pretty busy.

Feixiao:I need an excuse to se- visit you? It’s only natural I stop by at least once a day.

Jiaoqiu:I’m touched. Still, I can operate a phone. You don’t have to go through the trouble of-

Feixiao:It’s not trouble. It’s…It’s never going to be trouble; so don’t ever call it that.

Jiaoqiu:…Do you remember what I told you at the Alchemy commission? Feixiao, do not weigh yourself down with regrets I do not have myself. My choices are my own.

Feixiao:And I dare not deny that or tarnish your efforts with “regret.” That being said, you can’t tell me not to be angry with myself; with the situation ahead. You tell me to pace myself and honestly, you’re right.

Jiaoqiu:But? There’s always a “but” with this.

Feixiao:My vows to both The Hunt and you are absolute. My only annoyance is if my own vision wasn’t so integral for the battles ahead, then the wouldn’t be a thing in the universe stopping me from giving you an eye.

Jiaoqiu:…Hmm, after all these centuries of calling me the dramatic one, you go ahead and say such a thing.

Feixiao:What can I say? You are the company you keep, and I have a pretty over the top doctor hehe.

Jiaoqiu:You know I’d never take it. Even if it was just one. Being blind is a learning curve yes, but nothing I won’t master. And just like you wouldn’t dare jeopardize or rush your vow to lead the charge, there’s no need to find help for me quickly.

………

Jiaoqiu:Feixiao, I must tell you something. I don’t fear missing out on seeing what may come and we both know I will still be by your side anyway I can. I don’t even fear forgetting your face, because it’s not possible. For ages now, anytime I ever closed my eyes, I’d still see you with that famous smile of yours. Crystal clear, like an undisturbed lake. Even now, I see you. So please, wipe your tears and keep those ears high.

Called out, plain and simple. Feixiao hadn’t stifled a single breath and yet somehow she was now fully convinced he knew exactly how her tears ran down her face and the way her ears fell in anguish. Feixiao wasn’t sure if she should let out a sad chuckle or simply strike the pillow nearby to get rid of any amount of frustration.

Slowly, his hand reached for her and Feixiao was quick to take hold; she moved in as could as possible, practically climbing on to him and hugging him tightly. There was no need to hide her face and yet Feixiao buried it into the crook of his neck while he rubbed her back gently. This was beyond frustrating in a way she had never realized. Was this a fraction of how he felt everyday, searching tirelessly for a cure all for her sake?

Feixiao:The strength you hold is truly something to behold, Jiaoqiu.

Jiaoqiu:I didn’t gain it alone. I was inspired. I’m still inspired. *hugs tighter*

Feixiao:I suppose I will listen to my doctor’s advice this time and allow myself to shorten my stride just for a while. I’m staying right here.

Jiaoqiu:A fine choice I welcome completely. *rests his head* I really do… love this scent.