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You’ll never be free from me [from Dec ofc]

“W-what?” Mathias looked over to his boyfriend, startled. He wasn’t sure if this was Declan, his sweet little Mus, or Copybot yet. All he could do was watch, stark still like a deer in headlights, his breath caught in his mouth.

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“You know, you’ll never be free from me,” Declan repeated calmly. His voice was smoother than usual, and he stared at Mathias as though in a trance. His surroundings felt unreal to him, clouded and separate - as if they weren’t quite there. “You’re going to be with me forever, we’re gonna be together forever. That’s all I meant.” Declan smiled, but it seemed off - not the sweet, shy smile the boy usually had. He didn’t blush or giggle awkwardly, he just stared and the forced, off grin didn’t reach his eyes or the rest of his face. His bright green irises stared forward like a snake analysing his prey. Declan wasn’t here any more, he’d been sent to a different part of his shared headspace and couldn’t even see what was happening. This was rare, but Copybot had full control - the stress the foolish little thing had experienced from something as trivial as a television show caused him to hide. It was funny - and Copybot couldn’t let Mathias realise yet.

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Declan was stood next to Mathias, who was sat at a desk poring over clients and payrolls. As he stared up at his boyfriend, his pen dropped from his hand, but he was far too busy staring up at the unwanted creature in Declan’s body. The boy was too still, where Declan would be pawing at his shirt or fiddling with the drawstring on his hoodie, this thing was stood perfectly still with a plastic grin on his face.

“Sit down.” He stood from the desk, and tried to steer Copybot to perch on the nearby bed. “I’m not in the fucking mood for you today.” He snarled, before his face softened slightly. “Declan. If you’re watching… everything’s okay. You’re safe. I’m safe.”

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Copybot furrowed his brow and let out an involuntary growl, what had given him away? He was so perfect and brilliant, so his Declan impression must have been too - and yet this brainless piece of shit saw through him immediately. That wounded his ego a little, he had planned just to taunt Mathias a bit but perhaps it was time for full on torture. But first, well, Copybot didn’t give up easy.

“Mads?” He said feigning worry. He let Mathias steer him and push him so he was perched onto the bed because he knew Declan was too much of a baby to resist his precious prince. “What’s wrong? I didn’t- what did I do? It is me. It’s Declan. You’re… Scaring me,” he said, repressing the urge to smirk. He did his best at wide, timid green eyes and a slight frown - but he didn’t notice that his voice was too smooth, too still, and too fake.

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Mads stared down at the crude parody of Declan. He had been fooled again for just a moment, when he saw those beautiful green eyes go wide in worry. But Declan would have been a stammering mess, not this pouty child in front of him.

“Røvhul. I know it’s you. Your impression is shit.” He growled, staying stood to maintain distance and dominance over the vile alter. “What the fuck do you want?”

bakteriefrit

9 for MaDe? :o

[wg kink: button popping/seam ripping]

Mads only had to lean forward on the sofa for a stressed button to pop on his straining shirt, letting a pale sliver of his small belly peek through. “Fanden,” He cursed under his breath, hoping Declan hadn’t noticed. The lifestyle of a crime boss was taking its toll on his body.

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Declan was sat leaning forward with an intense gaze as he played his new favourite video game for the fifth time. He was excitedly showing it to Mathias as the other worked on his tablet - a specially modified one that was accommodated to Mathias’ swollen fingers. For the last hour or so the other had smiled at how happy Declan was and nodded as he infodumped about the smallest things, he obviously didn’t understand a word and even Declan realised that… But that didn’t stop him, and Mathias seemed happy just listening.

Declan was broken from his trance when he heard a tear, and saw a button from Mathias’ shirt fall in his peripheral vision. He wasn’t sure what had happened until he heard a soft tap as the button hit the floor. Declan had the smallest of smiles on his face as he turned to Mathias, pausing his game and edging closer to him. Declan nuzzled his way under Mathias’ fat, heavy arm and rested his head on his ample chest. He let one small hand stroke Mathias’ gut and his thumb rested on the sliver of fat that was poking through the other’s shirt. Declan’s cheeks were heating up and had turned a light red. His eyes were intense as his body curled in on itself shyly.

“If- if it’s to ti-tight you c-could always take- take it off,” he said trying to sound coy. He blushed heavily as something stirred in his stomach. He always thought Mathias beautiful - but it was even more the case now he’d turned into a handsome, powerful mob boss. His body reflected his power in how it swelled and how Mathias piled on weight, more and more every day. It was much more pleasant than watching the boy starve himself, and on a more selfish note Declan felt so tiny and precious next to the huge, bloated man.

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All of Mathias’ irritation with his shirt seemed to melt away as his little mus curled up next to him, black hair falling beautifully onto his soft chest. He moved one bloated arm to wrap around Declan’s small but still soft body and bring him closer, while his other put the tablet away with his hand coming to rest on his large belly. Work could wait, when his little mus was red-faced and squirming, always a sign the boy’s cunt was getting wet.

“This shirt cost £300. I’m not taking it off til it’s completely ruined.” Living extravagantly was one of his favourite indulgences; being able to live a high quality life after so long being poor and starved. “Mm. I could probably use some more food to help me get out of this shirt tonight.”

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That was unexpected. Mathias was holding his phone almost at arm’s length as he was still processing the photo he’d been sent. His boyfriend, laid on the bed, nude with his chubby thighs shyly covering him up. There was vulnerability in his shy smile, but a sexuality in his reddened cheeks and darkened eyes. Mads felt heat on his own cheeks, along with a stirring in something that had been taken from him.[Someone’s bored this evening. M]

9 for MaDe? :o

[wg kink: button popping/seam ripping]Mads only had to lean forward on the sofa for a stressed button to pop on his straining shirt, letting a pale sliver of his small belly peek through. “Fanden,” He cursed under his breath, hoping Declan hadn’t noticed. The lifestyle of a crime boss was taking its toll on his body.

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You’ll never be free from me [from Dec ofc]

“W-what?” Mathias looked over to his boyfriend, startled. He wasn’t sure if this was Declan, his sweet little Mus, or Copybot yet. All he could do was watch, stark still like a deer in headlights, his breath caught in his mouth.

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“You know, you’ll never be free from me,” Declan repeated calmly. His voice was smoother than usual, and he stared at Mathias as though in a trance. His surroundings felt unreal to him, clouded and separate - as if they weren’t quite there. “You’re going to be with me forever, we’re gonna be together forever. That’s all I meant.” Declan smiled, but it seemed off - not the sweet, shy smile the boy usually had. He didn’t blush or giggle awkwardly, he just stared and the forced, off grin didn’t reach his eyes or the rest of his face. His bright green irises stared forward like a snake analysing his prey. Declan wasn’t here any more, he’d been sent to a different part of his shared headspace and couldn’t even see what was happening. This was rare, but Copybot had full control - the stress the foolish little thing had experienced from something as trivial as a television show caused him to hide. It was funny - and Copybot couldn’t let Mathias realise yet.

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Declan was stood next to Mathias, who was sat at a desk poring over clients and payrolls. As he stared up at his boyfriend, his pen dropped from his hand, but he was far too busy staring up at the unwanted creature in Declan’s body. The boy was too still, where Declan would be pawing at his shirt or fiddling with the drawstring on his hoodie, this thing was stood perfectly still with a plastic grin on his face.

“Sit down.” He stood from the desk, and tried to steer Copybot to perch on the nearby bed. “I’m not in the fucking mood for you today.” He snarled, before his face softened slightly. “Declan. If you’re watching... everything’s okay. You’re safe. I’m safe.”

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chubby!kink, weight gain, etc. ask box fic meme!

send me a ship/character and a number and I’ll write you a headcanon or mini-fic featuring:

oblivious weight gain.

unintentional weight gain.

being in denial about weight gain.

someone(s) gaining the freshman fifteen (or more).

stuffing/feeding/etc.

mutual weight gain.

a feeder/feedee relationship.

size differences/comparisons.

button popping/seam ripping/etc.

humiliation (kinky in character or not).

magical/magically augmented weight gain (or scientifically).

trying on old/tight clothes (kinky in character).

trying on old/tight clothes (not kinky in character).

weighing and/or measuring and/or numbers kink.

stoner AU setting.

office AU setting.

punk AU setting.

hipster AU setting.

fat camp AU setting.

bakery/coffeeshop AU setting.

high school/college AU setting.

camboy/camgirl/camenby AU setting.

some other AU setting (asker’s choice).

outside perspective on/reactions to weight gain.

focusing on a body part other than bellies (asker’s choice).

character(s) wearing a specific outfit/clothing item (asker’s choice).

character(s) weighing in after not checking the scales for a while.

character(s) being embarrassed about weight gain/eating so much/etc.

op’s note: feel free to add your own or take out prompts that don’t work for you, folks. I just tried to pick stuff that I like and know is reasonably popular.

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1000 Picspams Challenge | #946 Archetype Inspirations | Urban Prince

“You know, sometimes, when I’m- you know-“ Declan blushed and stared into his lap. He squirmed a little out of embarrassment. “Doing... Stuff. I think about you all bloody, bruised and beaten. Like, I picture touching you and hurting you. Then completely breaking and owning you. Is that bad?” [Dec - sinful thought]

“That-that’s good.” Mathias answered after some time of processing the words coming from Declan. His mouth was dry and he found himself feeling some dull arousal where he was cut. “Fanden, Dec, I didn’t know you had this shit in you.” He held his arms out for his boyfriend. “Come here. Tell me more.”

You’ll never be free from me [from Dec ofc]

“W-what?” Mathias looked over to his boyfriend, startled. He wasn’t sure if this was Declan, his sweet little Mus, or Copybot yet. All he could do was watch, stark still like a deer in headlights, his breath caught in his mouth.