I'm so scared to accidentally show something on main that will be uncomfortable. I'm not making this side blog because people should be ashamed to have kinks, but because I don't want to, y'know, shoved it in my current followers face, since they might not think of filtering certain tags. Kink should be consensual, so, making this kink blog!
I have too many damn kinks, to be honest. Dunno, don't feel like listing them all. My favourites are probably: farting, belly, stomach ache/bloating, and burping. I really like age play too, but in a less sexual way.
I think I'll just reblog the weirder stuff I like on there or something. I doubt I'll make my own art. (Unless... unless something happens.)
Minors: DNI (find my main or one of my sides but scroll past/block this blog!)
Come take a look at my Ao3, if you want, I got some kink fics on there:
Doing research on a fetish I have as if I can't really myself describe why it turns me on.
Tbh, it IS hard to explain. When I'm writing a character's inner thoughts it's even harder cause the character's NOT ME. So it can't just go: "Oh, I watched too many canadian cartoons". I need to get something deeper. I met people that watched a lot of Canadian cartoons and didn't end up with a fart fetish, so there's something about the base charm of a specific object of desire too and WHY it could be charming to someone, no matter the environment they were raised in. ♡
When I just wanna write a normal omorashi fic, but falls down the stairs and accidentally turn it into an ABDL fic, mmh...
"Accidentally" is a big word, since I actually did research for it. Because, I'm more of a Adult Baby without the Diaper Love. I like Age Play (mostly in non-sexual scenario, but I see the appeal of sexual ones too) but damn is it TOUGH for me to understand the appeal of Diaper Discipline.
The things I do sometimes... So hard writing a character like... wanting to put their partner's in diapers and liking it, and not the other way around (partner themself asking to be put in diapers.) Maybe I write too often in a submissive PoV.
Which is funny cause I'd much rather being a caretaker if diapers were involve... Oh, that explains it. As a caretaker, I wouldn't really want my little to be in diapers. Although I do see WHY my little would want to be in diapers... mmh, oh, that makes so much sense why I am having a bit of trouble here.
I don't know what Ao3 is doing or how they canonize tags or chose which one to canonize cause why, oh why, is there some weird fandom specific tags like "X character needs a hug" as a canon tag but not a VERY proliFIC kink??? I love ao3 but damn...
Let me show you cause it has gotten ridiculous.
There is... 126 PAGES OF WORKS for the tag burping. Like, people should know about the fucking burping kink by now, it's not some really niche thing anymore, there's even very old works about it. Why can't I filter anything? You think I want to scroll through the 126 pages to find my fancy?
Now, for the stupid fandom specific tag, I went with a random one, don't mind it.
there is 36 pages and... it's a CANON TAG. Only 36 pages, I mean, it's a lot, but, listen...
THE BURPING TAG HAS 126 PAGES! IT'S MORE THAN HALF OF THIS!!
"This tag has not been marked as common yet–" I've been waiting for the tag to be canonized before Digital Cwicus was even a thing, buddy... And you... it's still not?
I can't believe this....
Okay, I'll contact ao3 about it... *sigh* it's fine, guys, I'll... I'll take the hit, for everyone... I'll keep y'all uptdated on that. Awaaah... >///<
DO NOT SPAM THEM. I am pointing out the issue right now and will let you know if any changes happen.
Ps: I am exaggerating my annoyance here, maybe I should be clear on that cause we never know with text, haha. Don't worry, I will be polite with staff, they're doing the best they can and I love Ao3! ^-^
Uptdate: It's on the list of future tags to be canonize which is a very long list! It's good to know AND my curious ass got a little explanation as to why it was never canonize. They get many requests, but in case you had this on your mind, know that's it's on the list. ^-^
And, lol, same guidance given to me as someone did in the comments for the second part. ^ ^; Yeah, yeah, I've been doing that for 5 years... No worries, I mostly wanted to know if they knew about it, which they do, so no use talking about this anymore.
I don't know what Ao3 is doing or how they canonize tags or chose which one to canonize cause why, oh why, is there some weird fandom specific tags like "X character needs a hug" as a canon tag but not a VERY proliFIC kink??? I love ao3 but damn...
Let me show you cause it has gotten ridiculous.
There is... 126 PAGES OF WORKS for the tag burping. Like, people should know about the fucking burping kink by now, it's not some really niche thing anymore, there's even very old works about it. Why can't I filter anything? You think I want to scroll through the 126 pages to find my fancy?
Now, for the stupid fandom specific tag, I went with a random one, don't mind it.
there is 36 pages and... it's a CANON TAG. Only 36 pages, I mean, it's a lot, but, listen...
THE BURPING TAG HAS 126 PAGES! IT'S MORE THAN HALF OF THIS!!
"This tag has not been marked as common yet–" I've been waiting for the tag to be canonized before Digital Cwicus was even a thing, buddy... And you... it's still not?
I can't believe this....
Okay, I'll contact ao3 about it... *sigh* it's fine, guys, I'll... I'll take the hit, for everyone... I'll keep y'all uptdated on that. Awaaah... >///<
DO NOT SPAM THEM. I am pointing out the issue right now and will let you know if any changes happen.
Ps: I am exaggerating my annoyance here, maybe I should be clear on that cause we never know with text, haha. Don't worry, I will be polite with staff, they're doing the best they can and I love Ao3! ^-^
What do I do with the badly drawn thing that is very close to be kinky omorashi art...? But, it's not really titillating... I mean, I wouldn't be able to post anything if I had to take every single kink into consideration each time I post something on my main... u-u
*Checks omorashi (pants wetting more accuratly) kink art real quick*
The position is maybe a bit too similar...?
It would work as omorashi art, to be fair. It's very cute, imo and makes me go *blush blush*. But I don't know if it's bad enough that it needs to be put on The Very Horny Gross Kink blog.
I just wanted to make a "haha guy pissing his pants" joke but I accidentally made it too cute. It's a recurring problem; I'm the type of artist with the fetish they wear on their sleeves while pretending no ones see it. Very awkwaaaard, haha...
you know what sounds good rn? feeding someone with a sensitive tummy foods that upset them. taking them out on a busy day of running errands afterwards. watching them struggle with their bloated belly. hearing the groaning and moaning. watching them struggle to hold back their farts. id hug them from behind and squeeze their belly 🤭
doesn’t that sound fun ? to see how gassy I can make you?
Urgh, I found my old fart fetish comics from when I was a teen. The worst part is that they're kinda well made to be good fetish material? It showed that I've been on the internet for a while...
Ah, internet, what kind of talent did you give me?
Nah, I know I have a fart fetish comic from when I was a CHILD, not a teen, a child, a time before I knew much about the internet, so I really shouldn't blame the internet for anything, really. It has always been into my blood.
(I'm pretty sure my fart kink is the type of kink that was inherited, because, yeah, kinks can be inherited and knowing that fucking disturbs me. It's literally flowing into my blood.)
Imagine someone never learning that there are actually two types of antiflatulent medication: One type contains enzymes that you need to ingest before you eat certain gas-producing food, thus preventing excess gas from forming; the other contains an antifoaming agent that makes it easier to release gas.
Unfortunately, this person’s idea of what an antiflatulent does is entirely incorrect. They assumed that it’s a medicine you take when you’re already gassy to magically get rid of the gas without farting (somehow; they never questioned this).
One day, this person feels a wicked bloat coming on, but they have a really important work event that evening that they can’t miss. So for the first time in their life, they buy an antiflatulent, which just happens to be the antifoaming type.
After what they end up releasing at the work event, they’re sure to never make that mistake again.
Mmh, odd. Some of my posts got laballed as "mature content," even my private one, so it's not a mass report but the Tumblr bots or staff doing something about it.
I mean, I'm not complaining. It is mature content, lol, but I saw similar posts that weren't labelled as "mature content" so I'm just fricking confused. I even reblogged some of them, so why is it only my posts? XD
I don't feel like fighting with tumblr, so I'm gonna keep the labels on (i just made a new post and it was affected, so there's really a big supervision on my blog atm. It has only been a single day, and I'm already on a watch list -_-), but know that there's nothing really graphic about them, lmao. (I need to stop saying lmao, lmao)
At least you can't come to me and say: "think about the children! T^T" I'm over-censuring myself here!
Having a fart kink isn't a problem, but it's more the people that try to pass their clearly kink stuff as a "joke" that is. I know there's some people who genuinely think farts are funny, but, sometimes, man, they shouldn't even try to deny it how much it shows. Someone really needs to tell them: "Dude, you got a fart kink, just admit it."
*look at myself in the mirror*
Dude, you got a fart kink, just admit it.
*shatter the mirror*
Anyway... I need to go back to writing my totally-not-kinky stuff about a guy drinking too much coffee and having gas. Ooooh, I just think it's funny, I swear... o3o
Mmh, odd. Some of my posts got laballed as "mature content," even my private one, so it's not a mass report but the Tumblr bots or staff doing something about it.
I mean, I'm not complaining. It is mature content, lol, but I saw similar posts that weren't labelled as "mature content" so I'm just fricking confused. I even reblogged some of them, so why is it only my posts? XD
hii everyone this is my first public fetish story I'm posting. this character (Cyrus) is not an OC he is from the P0ke/m0n series (I do NOT need this showing up in main tags/general searches haha). please enjoy this story of a repressed and uptight man losing all control of his ability to hold in his gas
Cyrus had no particular fondness for coffee; in fact, he found the taste to be quite repulsive, though he’d never let it show. It was something he drank to function, purely to fuel the machine that was his often-ailing body. As such, it was always supposed to be black coffee. He wasn’t the type of man to do things for “fun” or “enjoyment,” which were vague and sentimental concepts he simply did not have time to deal with. He didn’t need sugar, milk, or creamer; he drank his coffee as it came.
…That, and he happened to be absurdly lactose intolerant. It frustrated him immensely; yet another way in which he was painfully human and so far from the perfect ideal he sought. He usually didn’t have much trouble avoiding dairy, though a familiar and unwelcome bubbling in his stomach made him feel as though he hadn’t been diligent enough.
He shifted uncomfortably in his office chair at Team Galactic HQ. His stomach was softly gurgling, making him thankful he was so particular about his office’s isolation from the rest of the building.
Fuck. That moronic grunt I allowed to fetch me coffee must have made some executive decision to add creamer, he thought to himself, scowling as his discomfort grew.
Why would someone do that? Why were people so stupid and presumptuous?
Cyrus sighed and rested his head in his hands, his frustration quickly interrupted by a surging cramp in his abdomen. At first, he tried to ignore it, keeping his hands and mind busy by focusing on writing his next speech. He wasn’t a child; he could keep his bodily functions at bay without issue. Another sharp cramp rung through his lower body and he found one of his hands tentatively massaging his aching stomach, finding it far more bloated than usual.
He angrily stood up and locked his office door, his stomach audibly complaining about the sudden movement. The last thing people needed to hear was him in such a vulnerable state. It was unbecoming of him.
He tried to resume his task but quickly found himself wrapping both arms around his stomach, head on his desk. “Mmnh….” Although the cool surface felt nice on his sweaty face, he let out a soft groan of pain as his insides worked themselves into knots. Righting his posture and forcing himself upright, he tried to set his sights on typing the concluding thoughts of his speech, still able to hear his gurgling stomach over the sounds of the keypresses.
A sudden cramp came that was too intense for him to fight against; though he tried, tensing his muscles so as to not give into his weakness, his body had other plans. Unable to take it any longer, he involuntarily relaxed and let out a forceful, long, wet fart, one that made him sigh in relief.
How shameful.
It was a disgusting feeling, to be so controlled by his body in this way. He attempted to stand up to open a window to rid himself of the foul odor but found another drawn-out fart bubbling out of him, so desperate he couldn’t hold it back as it filled the room with a sulfurous smell.
Whatever. He would simply resume his duties as any responsible adult would. When needed, he would provide himself relief, if that’s what it took to get his work done.
As he got back to typing, he felt a sharp cramp as his stomach lurched. He didn’t need to apply much pressure to let out a deep, ringing burp, one that made his throat hurt a bit from the sheer force of it. Anticipating another, he placed a hand over his mouth as a belch rose up from the depths of his body, muffled by his palm. Sighing, he closed his eyes, feeling shame and humiliation burn through him. “...Absolutely disgusting,” he quietly commented to nobody in particular.
The smells his body was producing at this point were foul. Entirely unable to restrain his gut from tightening and clenching, a soft, bubbly fart practically leaked out of him, filling his pants with an eggy stench. Perhaps even more mortifying than the gas itself was the sheer amount of relief it was bringing Cyrus to release it; on most occasions, he used every once of his willpower to hold back any eructations or flatulence indefinitely. To be so utterly at the mercy of his body made him feel powerless and weak, but releasing the painful pressure building up inside him was bordering on euphoric.
Taking a momentary break from typing to lean to one side, he let out a bassy fart with a finish just slightly too wet to make him feel comfortable. Another cramp hit him and forced a huge airy fart out of his hole; he let out a contented sigh of relief when it finally finished.
Every part of this disgusted him, especially the warm, damp feeling that was starting to fill the back of his briefs from the moisture of his farts. He was worried he’d need a change of underwear before the day came to a close. Hell, he might from the smell alone. But goddamnit, he’d vowed to complete his tasks at any cost. Nothing so trivial as an upset stomach would interrupt his duties.
As he set himself back to work on writing his speech, his face was burning hot from embarrassment, even though he was alone. Cyrus had always been particularly shy about his bodily functions, especially those deemed more…impolite in nature. What, was he really so weak as to lose control over his bowels, like he was a child? Regardless, even when he tried to hold back his gas, he soon found it erupting out of him, hot searing farts hissing out of him for upwards of ten seconds at a time, rendering the office air nearly unbreathable.
He pressed a fist to his mouth to stifle another loud belch, before furrowing his brow in frustration. A quick assessment of his midsection revealed him to be no less bloated than before, perhaps even moreso despite the massive amount of gas he’d managed to expel. I despise this. This is no way for a leader to conduct himself, he thought as he tentatively unbuttoned his pants and unbuckled his belt, allowing his swollen gut some relief. As revolting as this was, it’d also be best if it was over as fast as possible, and perhaps that required some encouragement on Cyrus’s behalf.
Trying to apply firm pressure to his tender abdomen, he took his fingertips and began massaging his stomach. Forcing his gas in certainly wasn’t working, so maybe forcing it out would have more productive results. With one hand, he gripped the edge of his desk, as he pushed out a massive, roaring fart, so long that it left him out of breath. “Arceus almighty…” He mused to himself as his stomach churned. Every time his hand connected with his midsection, another bubble of gas would force its way out of him.
This strategy seemed to be decent for making progress, though Cyrus’s gut seemed to be capable of producing nearly endless air. After another flurry of smaller farts, he let out a large one that, to his displeasure, felt decidedly wet.
“...Fuck,” he said, getting to his feet and attempting to make his way to his private bathroom. With every step, he let out another rancid, swampy fart, interrupted periodically by deep burps. When he finally got to the bathroom, he felt like he was being stabbed in the abdomen; surely whatever demonic force would emerge from the depths of his bowels would not leave his pants intact, and he was so close to the toilet, but…
Cyrus was unable to restrain the disgustingly wet, sloppy fart that tore through his bowels, his mouth opening a bit in shock at how truly vile it was. It sounded and smelled like he was actively soiling himself. When he managed to shove down his pants and seat himself on the toilet, finally releasing the storm brewing in his intestines, he rested his head in his hands. This was going to be a long day.
I feel like the only person in the eprocto community that prefers embarrassment. I get something out of the teasing me with their farts thing but honestly? When someone is so gassy and they can't help it and it Just Keeps Coming that is It. For me. Please apologize and blush and squirm until I realize that you're not just embarrassed? Yeah you're really red and you're making sounds that don't exactly sound like pain.. Oh baby, do you like this? Please indulge me and then whine because you figure out that it Feels Good.
