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@sivvsy
I don't know if I got food poisoning or something at the holiday dinner I was at last night, or if my sick tummy is just struggling with all the holiday meals and glasses of wine I've had over the last few days... but either way, my stomach is really upset with me today. I woke up in the middle of the night last night with bad cramps and have been gassy all day. After lunch, I started getting so nauseous and I ended up not being able to keep lunch down. Photo under the cut.
Anyone have any good birth videos like this one? Like full view from straight on, and good quality video. Thanks in advance :D
Looks like Lyric stuffed Omi to the brim today
Wonder if they’ll help him get it all back up later tonight...
Tender, swollen tummies... Both for different reasons.
Tried out the Batkini trend on Twit for Lyric :0
CALLING ALL BIRTH BLOGS
if ur a birth kink/fetish blog please reblog so i can find more blogs to follow!!
Me! As well as some other things ;>
♻️&❤️Challenge:
I haven’t done a big thing this summer yet. I don’t know how it works, but I want to do something fun with you all! Please join the challenge!
P.S. I did the same project on Twitter, and I want to see the difference between here and there.
Finished Omi’s ref!
He/Him transmasc
He’s responsible for saving Lyric from their toxic relationship. They’re now together and happy <3
Omi likes food. A lot. Sometimes he might like it too much and not feel too great afterwards...
I plan on doing some more writings and art of him and Lyric so stay tuned if you like content that’s in the tags :o
Lyric’s clutch this month seems to be from their penis. Those pearls look a little big too!
With a little push and strain, each pearl slips free into the sticky pile beneath them. It’ll probably take a few hours to completely empty their stomach...
Uncensored view on Twitter | Pixiv
I’ve been wanting to make some new kink OCs so here’s the first one! Meet Lyric! They’re a member of a rare race that many rich people own as pets. They lay pearls that are larger/smoother the better their environment. While their appearances vary drastically from one to another, all of them are hermaphrodites
I’ll post more about their race later, but in the meantime have this cutie <3
and suddenly I have so many ideas of things I could write... let’s see if my adhd lets me focus at all lol
Hey, it’s been a while! It’s me, Siveen, back at it again <3
Someone wanted some fun times for a pokemon coordinator, hm~?
Request fill for 362.15!
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You’re an upstanding new coordinator, a rising star if you must. Your pokemon were brilliant, moving in unison with every gesture and call you shouted out. Everyone on your team worked together so well, especially with you. Yet for some reason, you just couldn’t crest that final edge right at the top, always beaten out by either an old lady with an obsession with pearls, or a lavish young man.
One day backstage when you were tidying up your things, you overheard a bit of gossip. Apparently the highest ranking contestants were breeding perfection into their pokemon.
Interesting.
The next day you booked it to one of your good friends, Damian. He was in a similar class as you, right at the cusp of becoming a well known pokemon breeder. Both of you just needed that extra push to send you over the edge into stardom.
“You’re wanting to breed a pokemon for competitions?” “Contests,” you correct him.
The two of you sit in his cozy living room, you on the couch and him in his recliner. He sits forward, blue eyes glistening with curiosity. A hint of excitement, the possibility of creating something new.
“Did you have any ideas? A certain pokemon in mind, perhaps?”
You let out a soft thoughtful hum, twirling your finger in your hair. “Perhaps an Eevee? There’s always a lot of potential with them.” He nods. “That would be a good choice. Now, if I may be as bold as to suggest something…”
You listen to his offer, a flutter of excitement growing in your chest. This was probably the best idea the two of you have had yet. You go over the plans, talking about the differences of what you would be doing versus the norm. And about how you might be perceived if it ever came out what the two of you were doing…
rb this post if you’re a nsfw blog who’s trans/nb friendly!!
So I didn't realize my ask box wasn't open...
If you've been wanting to send me something, it's now open!
I'm also taking prompts and imagines to get some creative juices flowing!
The King’s Servant
Fun lil story I’ve had for a while now, thought I’d finally share it with y’all! If body horror/gore bothers you, this might not be for you. This series will contain: Mpreg, Emeto, Gore/whump, hiding pregnancy, oviposition(kinda?) animal pregnancy, MLM
Part 1/?
Nighttime was always colder. The air hung low, humid yet chilled. Rhys looked at the sky, brushing his dark hair from his eyes, pale complexion nearly glowing in the moonlight. Anxiety filled his small frame, knowing what was going to happen to him tonight.
Dragons were an endangered species and were thought to be mostly myth by this point. You were considered lucky if you were to even catch a glimpse of one these days. With how violent most were they had been hunted down, a kill on sight order established across the lands. Their scales were worth thousands of gold, however. That, and supposedly, bits of their horn or the dragon itself were to hold mystical powers that would cure any ailment.
It was worth a shot. Rhys sighed, his breath shaky. His sister was sick, he needed either this money or this mythical creature to help cure her. No treatments helped, and this was his last opportunity. He heard a shuffle behind him, the clank of metal on metal and the sound of voices. This was it.
CALLING ALL BIRTH BLOGS
if ur a birth kink/fetish blog please reblog so i can find more blogs to follow!!