You may call me SB, circa 1993
kink blog, 18+ only please
anonymous ace individual trying to heal through community
here to write prompts and read fics mostly
largely SFW, my spiciest takes are still pretty tame
Long time no see. I'm still here, just uninspired and lurking. This may be harsh, but (to my mutuals) for those it matters to within this tiny community and a smidgen of adjacent communities I've ventured into, I'm asking you tag your fandom posts--even if it's vague/altered, just something. I will not elaborate further, but I will unfollow and/or block because of it. This is nothing personal, just an attempt to curate my feed.
Character A always gets the hiccups when they get a stomachache (or worse ailment)
What HELPS is if Character B dotes on them by bringing drinks to settle their stomach as well as rub their stomach until they feel better, but A is having none of that.
They would much rather lie in a dark room until all their symptoms die down because they are a terrible patient with a fragile ego.
Why this? Because an unwilling patient is fun to work with. Also protests from characters with the hiccups is /really/ cute and uh, pathetic, haha.
Something is wrong with Character A. They swallow Character B in order to help them from the inside, but get a bad case of hiccups after doing so (mayhaps this terribly flusters Character A as well) making it harder for both parties involved.
I don't know what's wrong with A; that's on you guys to figure out.
Character A is shrunk down into the hands of Character B, who has the hiccups. Character A is incredibly flustered and does their best to get away, but Character B is relishing in their playful harassment of A.
Character A putting out far too many goodies for Character B's limited self restraint to go hog wild on, specifically so they can give themselves the hiccups from overindulgence without it seeming to be a deliberate scheme on A's part.
Enough of accidental causes or deliberate inductions. How about a character who has the ability to give someone the hiccups. That's got awesome potential.
Concept: either through foreplay, kink play, or straight up sexual acts, a character becoming so aroused/enjoying themselves they get a case of the hiccups.
Additionally, character doesn't want whatever's happening to end, so they try and stifle them as much as they can, but their partner then does everything in their power to work themselves up so much that they can't do anything to hide it.
I dunno, the thought of these kinds of scenarios is very captivating to me. Rotating this thoroughly in my brain.
Here is a quick character guide I whipped up in preparation for this. (newly edited with character aliases)
Characters are not a pair, but can easily be seen as one, and I genuinely don't care if you ship them or not. Written mostly as cartoony shenanigans and comedy, as that is my preferred style and comfort zone. As stated previously, I never claimed these characters were human, which will explain the size discrepancy to some degree--but you are WELCOME to picture them human regardless!
-hiccup shenanigans
-light intox
-rude banter (they are besties, trust)
Lex sat in anticipation on the desolate apartment rooftop. He carried an air of impatience, though this had no bearing on whether he’d been there long or not. Shortly however, noise began to erupt from a nearby air vent. Metal reverberation from various scrabbling, clunks, and an echoed hiccup carried their way out the pipe, before Beau finally emerged with a “HEYOOO!” as he flopped down onto the cold stone of the roof.
Lex took a couple steps forward, now peering over his friend, unamused. “I’d help you up, but you will take me down with you. He was met with a lazy smile.
“You wouldn’t be the first to say that one! Hahaha-*HIC!*”
Lex rolled his eyes and motioned onward. “Okay, enough self-deprecation, let’s just get some fresh air.”
“Yeah RIGHT, in this city?” Beau grabbed Alex’s hand.
This caught Lex’ immediate attention. “NO NO NO!” he bristled. “NO NO, DON’T YOU DARE ACTUALLY DO IT! I WILL PUNCH YOU!” His nails dug into Beau’s palm. It was all fun and games until their size discrepancy was tested. A small flush spread across Beau’s cheeks, snickering at his reaction. “NAW, I’m kidding! It’s so easy to fr-*HIC!* Freak you out.”
He slumps forward, fumbling to gain footing as he nearly trips over Alex in an attempt to pull himself together. Annoyed, Alex pushes against Beau’s looming head as he hiccups loudly into his ear. “JESUS, dude, that didn’t bear repeating.”
Beau swayed slightly as he got back into the rhythm of ‘walking’. “Huh?”
“I’m saying I heard you the first time. Aren’t you tired of hiccuping yet?”
Despite his usual casual demeanor, he paused to sift through the buzz of his thoughts for an answer. “Oh, tha-*HIC!*-that!” He gulped. “Ah, don’t worry ‘bout it.” and shrugged as he carried on. Lex glanced back to him with a scrutinous eye. “Yeah, because you’ve been at it all party-long. I wouldn’t be tired of that either.”
“Hey! So whatsit you were going on about up here anyway?”
Alex had expected an abrupt change in subject, but found it annoying nonetheless. Doubling down, he continued to push. “What gave you those to begin with? You’ve never been a very ah–” He rotated his wrist whilst articulating. “--’hiccupy’ guy. So what gives this time?”
Beau gave another slight hesitation as he clearly failed to change the subject. “Oh, hah! Th-*HIC!*
-they spiked the pU-*HUH*-nch.” He swallowed hard.
“Beau. You know the punch was already alcohol, man.”
“NO, see, see I told them they should mix it up this time, haha! YOU’RE *HIC!*
-you’re thinking too *HIC!*
-too too small!” He forced out a tiny sigh, his attention focused on making a pinching motion with his fingers.
“Wh–” Lex narrowed his eyes in concern. “--the hell does that mean?”
*HIC!* Hot sauce! REAL hot. Freakin’ DOOZY of a sip everyone’ll have after THAT.” He trailed off with a giggle. Alex had never been more thankful he hated drinking.
“-an’ then they said ‘CHUG!’, so like… III MEAN, I’m not aboutta’ be a *HIC!*
-BUMMER, so-”
Lex’ face contorted into a vortex of disgust. “GOT IT, you’re disgusting.”
Beau shrugged amicably and hiccuped, then swallowed again. The tiny twinge of irritation in his eyebrows was not lost to Alex.
“Stop trying to eat them or whatever it is you’re doing. Maybe just breathe or something?”
Heavy lids blinked slowly; the gears were turning in Beau’s head. “So were *HUP* you going to show me something up here or–”
Alex raised an eyebrow. He could feel the tension from his flighty friend beginning to rise. “Don’t freak out,” he raised his hands placatingly “but I was actually just…” his lip raised into a grimace “worried about you. Or annoyed, really.”
“UGH! Can you stop making this about ME!?”
“Hell no. We’re ripping this bandage off. THEN… maybe.” He shook his head, focusing back to Beau. “So I know you drink like a fish, but do you know how to breathe? Here, like–”
“Haw-haw, I know how to b–” He paused, held his breath with his mouth clamped shut, jolted, and swallowed. He glared at Alex. “I know how to breathe.”
“No, see actually that was the opposite of breathing. Now try calming down and–”
“I’m FINE, Lex.”
“Bullshit, this isn’t your usual ‘chill’.”
Beau bellowed a sigh of frustration–cut halfway by a loud, sharp hiccup. Something finally snapped.
“FINE! They’re ANNOYING!” He sucked in a large breath of air.
“THEY MAKE ME FE-*HIC*-HEEL FUNNY, AND EVERYONE WANTS T-*HULP!*
-TO TAKE–*HIC!*
-TAKE CARE OF ME WHEN I GET THEM–*HICCUP!*” He gulped.
“AND IF I, I DUNNO,” He held his hands in quotation, “EXERCISE BREATHING’, THEY ESC-*HIP!*” He huffed in exhaustion, then turned with wild eyes, arms stretched out wide. “OR YOU COULD JUST LAUGH IT OFF LIKE THEY ALL DID AND WE CAN HAVE A NORMAL C–CONVERSATION!?”
“AHA, so now that the shoe is on the other foot, YOU’RE going to tuck tail and r–”
Beau was already running. Without years of prior experience, he might not have had the chance to react quickly enough. Dashing towards Beau, he hopped aboard his back and clung tight. Upon feeling his friend’s presence, Beau grasped Alex’s collar in an attempt to throw him off, but Lex had switched to clutching his fist and thus went nowhere. He continued to evade, scrambling up and around to Beau’s face, nose-to-nose.
“Dude, just TRY something before you get dramatic on me!”
“*HIC!*”
“And–Beau, holy CRAP!” He turned to note their approach towards the roof edge. “MAYBE GIVE ONE BRAIN CELL TO WHERE YOU’RE GOING WHILE RUNNING AROUND ON A ROOFTOP!” He wrapped his arms fully ‘round Beau’s face; Beau finally relenting as he skidded to a stop.
“JUST GIMME S-*HILK!*” Beau pulled Alex off of his face, holding him at arm’s-length in front of himself. “-SOME TIME A-*HIC!*”
Lex reached out and pinched his lips together. “Shut up and hold your breath, jumpy.”
Beau’s foot could be heard beneath the two of them, angrily tapping against the ground. He drew in a long breath. His lips were held for several more moments before Alex finally released them. The second he let up, he was dropped unceremoniously as Beau yelled from the rooftops. As the sound bounced between the buildings below, his frustrations were again cut off by a sharp, echoing hiccup. He plopped himself down next to Alex, his face beet-red. Lex patted his stomach. “S’okay, you… tried?” He wasn’t terribly sure if that’s really what he’d call it. They sat together in silence.
“NO way!”
Beau raised a dubious eyebrow at Alex. Alex shot back with a devilish grin. “YOU’RE awfully quiet there, bud.”
Beau shifted his gaze forward, puffing his cheeks into a pout and refused to open his mouth again.
“Hiccup for me RIGHT NOW, I dare you!” He prodded Beau in the squidge of his hips. Beau squeaked out at the touch, then gasped in realization. “HAAAH?” He took a long breath in, then out. “Ugh! It’s finally OVER?” He hadn’t meant to beam at Alex with such genuine relief; it was involuntary, much like the rest of the night. Alex returned with a snaggletooth grin.
I hate the fact that writing kink means I can't get anything proofread. I've never been the most talented writer and I suppose I'll just have to be at peace with that as I unleash this into the... tiny little circle we've carved out here. BEAR WITH ME! It's this or nothing! (I'm at least slightly aware I could ask others in this community to proof read, but that would still require heavily editing my fic even BEFORE a proofread as all characters have, at this stage, retained their original names and/or physical traits that I will be erasing for actual 'publishing')
Anyway. To end on a more positive note: 2.5 more tiny paragraphs to clean up and I'm doneee!
I'm deep into a quirky little hic scene I started writing this week with some very old characters of mine. This will require some good editing for enough ambiguity to make me feel confident enough to post it. Looking for help, for those willing to supply! Below is a haphazard character synopsis for the two it'll be covering. This is largely because 1. I will not be formally introducing them in the fic. There is little to no physical description of either of them. It's written under the assumption you know who these two are. 2. Perhaps... 👉👈 upon reading this, some kind soul or good samaritan may take pity upon me and help come up with names. Please. Please please. The posting of this hinges on them having aliases I can use here without feeling self conscious.
*Edited in names 06/17/2025
Alex/"Lex":
He's short in temper and in height; most reactive towards those he cares little for and begrudgingly loyal to those who managed to break through his abrasive exterior. He's sarcastic, rude, and often takes it upon himself to push others buttons for the hell of it. He'll make sure you know that anything done from the bottom of his heart was still a hassle for him at the end of the day. Physique-wise, he's lithe and weak, which does not lend itself well to one who Causes Problems on Purpose. At the very least, he's incredibly intelligent, and often has to rely on this to get himself out of the sticky situations he himself caused. Let it be known that I never said he was human... but you're welcome to pretend he's whatever your mind wants to imagine himself as.
Beau:
Here for a good time, not a long time. He can be difficult to get a read on at given the chill demeanor he exudes 24/7. This is by design. Self-avoidant to an alarming degree and shrugs off personal inquiries like it's going out of style. Hypocritically, he's painfully nosy into other's business and suffers from severe cases of FOMO. He's easily swept up into acts of impulsivity and peer pressure, and very much "lives in the moment". He's abnormally tall and heavier set--mostly in the gut, and bears an overall "scruffy" and unkempt appearance. He's not terribly fond of his height, as it makes him stand out far more than he'd like for someone who Does Not Wish to be Perceived. Let it be known... I also never said he was human either. Imagine him to be whatever you would like him to be!
The two are best friends and have shockingly few boundaries between each other. They are not intended on being a couple, but one of them is burdened with unshakable waxing/waning feelings. No, it is not meant to be a ship tease, simply the nature of how their dynamic developed. On the other hand, I'm not offended if they do perhaps become an item you ship.
ALL THIS IS TO SAY. I'M DESPERATE FOR NAME SUGGESTIONS. I WILL NEED THEM IF YOU GUYS EVER WANT MY FICS TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!!!
I get proship communities in my for you page too. I think it's because proship communities tend to discuss kink and the algorithm simply cannot distinguish between types of kink conversations.
Honestly though, I prefer getting proship posts whining about fandom drama over the times when the algorithm was convinced that I wanted to see graphic NSFW content for fetishes that I don't even have. So, like... Could be worse?
My advice: If you see something you don't want to see, scroll past quickly and do not click on the community or blog in question. Algorithms tend read any attention as positive attention. If you linger on it, it thinks it's giving you what you want.
Yeah, that's about what I had figured. I'm very sorry to hear about your experience, that's awful! 🫂 I get really anxious whenever I see something I don't like -- not because I'm incapable of handling it, but definitely because these algorithms are too smart and it's so easy to "train" them to think you want more of it! Ugh!
CW: I don't even want to mention it, just gross fandom shit. If I say it I fear Tumblr will either throw more at me or something scarier.
Tumblr "for you" page just recommended I join a p/r0sh1pper community and I need to learn how to have a deep, personal, and hostile conversation with the algorithm. Like. How does one berate this system in a meaningful way to make it feel deep shame for suggesting this? I must know. There must be bloodshed.
Don't get too excited or anything, but 200 years later and I'm finally writing a thing! 💦
Alas, not of the aforementioned characters I've been cooking. They may yet take another 200 years. I am shamefully slow at character creation. HOWEVER. I finally told myself "fuck it we ball", and motivated myself to write kink of my pre existing characters (I mean, I'm already thinking of these scenarios ALL the time anyway)
The hard part is going to be editing these down post-writing so that they aren't recognizable enough to be incriminating. Unsure if I should make my non-human characters SEEM human through editing or not as well. I have no idea what I'm going to substitute names as. Uh, happy to take suggestions both before and after, for anyone who wants to throw anything at me!
Too tired to add tags, this is just thought spam anyhow
I deliberated upon what to say about my backburner thoughts for some time. I'm slow to process myself and my headworlds, so this will likely be a slow process indeed. For those curious, however, here are some thoughts I've been cobbling together:
I'm creating a simple headworld that revolves around some thematic interests that I can use as a sandbox to do silly little kink-related short fics in. There may or may not have light story elements to it. The intention is slow-burn romance including but not limited to whump, teasing, wholesomeness, kink (obviously), and non-sexual or rarely touched upon light suggestive themes. I'm that kind of ace, sorry. (I will read others' suggestive kink fics though, mind you) It's also intended to be a lighthearted sci-fantasy modern setting, and despite the characters having human guises, are decidedly non-human humanoids. They are also intended at some point to be a throuple.
I am aware none of my WIP characters have creative names. They're names I LIKE, but definintely nothing I thought too hard about. It's kink, I'm not claiming to be any sort of creative. Just indulgence, here.
Echo Theremin: a somewhat lanky alien fellow who has spent most of his time wandering the galaxy as a tinker until becoming marooned on Earth. He's a spacy, scatterbrained intellectual who can be fairly pushy in getting his way if left unchecked. He genuinely relies on others close to him to ground his hubris, otherwise he's easily carried away.
Sylvan Bramble: a muscular but chubby and stocky prettyboy who spends most of his time fighting for money. While he isn't human, he doesn't spend much time as his true form, as he's lost a lot of spark in his old ambitions. He's jaded and looking to reignite old passions, but a bit lost in how to get there.
???: Name pending. Echo's robot companion he found scrapped and alone in his travels. They've been together since, and has modified themselves to be something of a jack of all trades--though preferentially they tend to stick to medic. They're an amnesiac, having a lot of core memories hidden away by corrupted data and slowly trying to reinvent themselves and their outlook. They have a whimsical perspective on the unknown and take pride from being something of a rock to others who need it.
Smidgen of an update in my creative headwold: in efforts to create my own characters to use for kink related fantasies, I got a little caught up in anything BUT kink. Alas, the struggle of needing to bond to characters before feeling any sort of kink inclination to them. I do not promise a complex amount of creativity, just three blorbos I can be weird about. Should I "publicize" non-kink related progress of these characters, or just wait to cut to the chase?
Okay, so I'm largely seeing encouragement (I know the poll isn't technically over, but I don't have many followers anyway and I'm getting a general idea)
Thank you to those who are interested! Thinking I'll make a tag for my non kink (but inevitably kink adjacent due to future plans) ramblings. Block it/mute it if you must. Thinking it'll just be like #/SB non-kink or something