Mel | Adult | she/her/hers & ve/vir/virs | Check out Pillowfort or AO3 to read my kink fics | ā ļøCheck the blogs I reblog from to make sure you can interact with them!ā ļø
I cycle sporadically between various WIPs, mostly about original characters. On the happy occasion I actually finish a story, I usually post it to myĀ AO3Ā and share links here.
By the Wayā¦
I can't recommendĀ Pillowfort.socialĀ enough if you're in the market for an independent, user-funded, NSFW-welcoming social media site. They just came out with aĀ rolling wait listĀ a la AO3, but if you don't wanna wait, you can send me an ask off anon or message me for an account key. šļø
My Sideblogs
t-kissĀ is my sideblog project for tummy kink self-ship; check it out if that's your jam and maybe submit something for you and your F/Os!
unconventionalselfshipsĀ is my personal t-kiss blog for gushing about my obscure F/Os.
unconventionalafterdarkĀ is where I put steamier content and real-life kink. (Basically it's a catch-all for anything that feels like "too much" for my main blog. š )
Current Projects and Kinky Blorbo Micro Manifestos under the cut!
Current Projects (indexes coming soon!)
Whiskey And Ice Cream/WAIC:Ā An ongoing series of self-indulgent stories centered around charming sugar daddy feeder Dustin, his adorable sugar baby-turned-boyfriend feedee Adam, and their glamorous feeder FWB Angel.
A Meeting of Minds/AMOM (WIP):Ā A plotty kink series exploring my original urban fantasy universe and the queerplatonic found family that inhabits it. If you like the fantastic stories by @ginger-and-mint and @tiny-loves-rubs then this will be right up your alley.
Kinky Blorbo Micro Manifestos
Ask me about any of these if you want exuberant infodumps and hyperspecific headcanons. Pretty much all of these have at least one back-burner plot bunny attached to them.
John Pope and Sara from Falling Skies:Ā Pope is my blorbo to end all blorbos, the bright star on my horizon, my #1 t-kiss F/O. Sara is his kick-ass girlfriend, one of my favorite female charactersĀ ever, and someone I'm working up the courage to also make my t-kiss F/O. He's a trigger-happy berserker who's also a chef and eats more times on-camera than anyone else on the show; she's a plucky former graphic designer who asked him for Pringles at gunpointāneed I say more?
A Polyamorous Polyshipping Tangle from The Magicians (TV) involving Quentin Coldwater, Eliot Waugh, Alice Quinn, Charlton, and Arielle Coldwater-Waugh: (AKA Quentin is with everyone, Eliot and Alice are besties, Arielle Deserved Better, and no Charlton left behind) What can I say, I adore this sweet bisexual disaster and the people who love him, and all of them are fun to tummy in their own ways. Quentin would absolutely get addicted to a full belly, and how can Eliot claim to be a hedonist without enjoying eating and feeding?
Nick Burkhardt and Sean Renard from Grimm (TV):Ā The stars of the first kinky fanfic I ever felt brave enough to actually post online (which IĀ willĀ continue Somedayā¢). I low-key ship them and Adalind in a kinky OT3. Sean x Cheesecake 4ever (based on an outtake that would've been memed in a larger fandom).
Pete Latimer and Myka Bering from Warehouse 13:Ā This show is best known for its amazing and tragically non-canon femslash ship, Bering and Wells, but y'all, we areĀ sleepingĀ on Pete. He had as much kinky canon material (proportionally at least) as a certain gruff-voiced monster-hunter, right down to a signature favorite dessert, and he may have his flaws but his masculinity is aĀ hellĀ of a lot healthier overall. Meanwhile, Myka is a canonical stress eater with a canonical sweet tooth and a canonical best friend/partner (Pete) who's always trying to get her to relax. Pyka was queerplatonic and I will die on that hill.
Flip from Slumberland (2022): Y'all. Y'all. I am feral over this man. A goofy outlaw and reluctant father figure played by Jason Momoa with fangs and a clingy T-shirt who carries snacks in his pockets and spends half the movie touching his belly is illegally tailored to my interests. Also the movie was hilarious and adorable and gave me feels and you should watch it.
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[this friend needs help paying for extensive dental work, which seems to be on the back burner as they struggle to rebuild their life after unexpectedly losing both parents and struggling with their health]
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i'm so weak to hungry -> stuffing scenarios where the stomach is vocal throughout the entire process it's like mouthing off its grievances first about not being fed to actual whining about having to work to digest so much food. even better if there is a caretaker/partner/friend who is receptive to these complaints and tries to comfort correspondingly, providing food/rubs all while verbally acknowledging the sounds of a very dissatisfied tummy. like "wow, sounds like it's been a minute since you ate" to "aww, maybe it was a little too much for you" gets me all sorts of fucked up
the latest freaky thing I've been into is adults burping each other.. like partners or friends burping their friend by lovingly patting and rubbing their back until a belch comes out and the person's stomach feels better. you love them so much to comfort and baby them like that? how sweet
am i the only one who wants more of these in the digitum comunety
well iāll make sure there is
(also iāll pick soft K anytime but the idea of his avatar being slim like a chess peice imagen the cute bump he gets when heās fullš ahhh im normal)
Jax wasn't normally the one to find himself in this predicament: laying in Ribbit's bed, staring at the stars, idly fidgeting with the bedsheets. His lips were tightly pressed together in a thin line, legs stretched out straight. Now, there have been times where being in Ribbit's bedroom was frequent, but after, what they called, "challenge days", it was almost always a given.
Jax stared up at the stars projected from her little nightstand light, watching them dance and encircle the room in a soft off-golden hue. To be honest, he was enjoying this nice vibe. Peaceful and serene... well, until his gut felt like it needed to say something. He scowled and sat up on his elbows, leering at his midsection.
He could see the results of his and Ribbit's, "who can drink the most hot chocolate" 'game'-- his stomach was very very bloated, pressing against his pink overalls rather off-outtingly, and making the loudest gurgles he's ever heard it make.
"Stupid hot chocolate..." He muttered under his breath, his gloves hand coming to rest on his churning middle.
He tried to adjust himself to where it would settle and not be so loud. He tried to turn on his side, his belly sloshing with hot chocolate as he moved. A low growl under his breath, another turn, and a low gurgle he could feel at his sides. He puts the back of his hand to his mouth and belches through a closed mouth, exhaling and making a tiny moan.
And, to his startled surprise, he sees Ribbit just *watching* him from the side of her bed.
"GAH!"
"Having fun?"
Jax grips his chest and takes a heavy breath before getting ahold of himself and clearing his throat. "Fun? With what? Knowing that *I* bested you at drinking hot chocolate?"
"Beat me?" Ribbit had tried to stifle a laugh, but she simply couldn't! With a perky little hop, she sat besides him on her bed, arms crossed. "Sorry, but I think *I* have *you* beat!" She pokes her slim fingertip at her friend's rumbling stomach.
"Ugh.. will ya quit being so loud?! I'm trying to make a point here!" He sits up rather quickly, glaring at his stomach. He can hear (and feel) a low rumbling deep in his belly that travels up his throat, ending with him belching rather impressively. He takes a second, trying to steady himself.
That definitely made some room.
Ribbit can't help but laugh at him (no no, it's with him, despite the fact that Jax finds this utterly humiliating and not a laughing matter). She wipes a fake tear from her eye and pats his stomach in a way that definitely makes Jax flustered.
"You do this every time we have these games, Ribs." He speaks softly, leaning back on his elbows, the liquids in his stomach continuing to slosh and gurgle with each motion.
"You say that like it's a bad thing." The frog replies with a small scoff. The amphibian's fingers splay out on her friend's distended stomach, rubbing it in small, tender circles.
There's very little said as Ribbit switches up her pose, choosing to sit behind Jax and let him lay against her. Before she makes another move, she plucks off her bow.
"Hold on, I know how to help you enjoy this," she whispers in his ear. She carefully clips said pink bowtie sideways just below her friend's left ear.
Jax freezes, his eyes widen and his face flushed a deep crimson. He slowly looks back at Ribbit, who just smiles. Then he feels her largely modeled yet slim hands caress both sides of her rolling belly.
And Jax melts into his friend.
He relaxes into her touch, sighing rather heavily as he closes his eyes. He stifles a little hiccup, which jostles his stomach and making Ribbit chuckle.
"I'm always surprised with how much our avatars can stretch."
"Pft, you sound like Caine."
"Well I can't help that you just look so..." Ribbit lowers her head, leaning on Jax's shoulder. "So nice like this."
when they get so full it makes them sleepy but then the natural inhale of a yawn stretches their tummy out and thereās barely any room left to stretch š„µš„µš„µš„µš„µš„µš„µ
