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new oc their name is periwinkle
#tummy kink#hunger kink#tummy rumbles#stomach growling#hungry tummy#fishy drawings#periwinkle posting#tummy was grumbling while drawing that croissant
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This person thinks associating kinks with children is okay. They found noises coming from a child arousing, and that is truly disgusting because the subject is a CHILD. Minors and kink should not be associated, if you disagree fuck off and choke.
I wish I took screenshots, but if you check their blog it’s the post about Six from little nightmares, but Im sure my comment saying it’s weird to associate kink with a child probably isnt there. fictional kid or not, it’s still disgusting.
When called out they apparently think this is an appropriate response. There’s really some garbage humans here aren’t there.
Using tags for awareness, I know they’re popular so please spread cause this shit is unacceptable.
#belly kink#stuffed belly#tummy kink#upset belly#bloated belly#belly gurgles#hungry tummy#stomach ache#tummy ache#belly noises#feedisim#bhm feedee#feeder kink#feedist#feeding kink#stomach rumbling#stomach grumbling#stomach growls#bellyache
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Sybil's Appetite
All that running around and third-dimensional platforming is hard INTENSIVE work for Sybil! She's always burning energy and getting hungry really fast... Castle Sansa seems to have a handy surplus of cakes and sweets at least! To the detriment of her waistline~
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#hunger#hungry#starved#growls#gurgles#empty#hollow#grumbles#noises#stomach#tummy#borborygmi#Sybil#Pseudoregalia#sinfullapis#fanart#belly#chubby
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Emberrasing stomach growling
Okay, hungry stomach rumbling is good, but what about bloated stomach rumbles? A person comes to a resraurant and accidentally eats too much. Their stomach starts to rumble, trying to digest all this food, and emberrasing the person ofc. Almost everyone in the restaurant can hear their belly, maybe also comment
If someone knows stories/audio/video with similar content, PLEASE share! i NEED it
I have an open YCH btw ;) check my acc
#stomach growling#stomach gurgling#stomach rumbling#stomach grumbling#digestion#bloated stomach#full stomach
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I can't tell if I want to be held sweetly while my tummy growls. A gentle hand resting on the rumbles and promises of food soon but not now. OR if I want someone to sit me in their lap and with a hand fiercely kneading rumbles from my belly. Only offering me scraps after I've satisfied them.
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one smol growl
I didn’t eat dinner I took a nap and woke up hungry
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Hungry Boy: Chapter 2
Summary: Adam has been hearing Joseph's poor belly growling all through his shift at the diner, and Adam finally asked if Joseph wanted to come to his place so he could feed him. Here's how that goes...
Notes: Hey everyone! This is a RP I did with someone, who wishes to remain anonymous, but was happy to share with you all our story! There will be 6 chapters, they're all part of a single rp and I had to break it into chapters to avoid the story being WAY too long for one post. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Tags (for the whole story, not just this chapter): hunger, stuffing, starved to stuffed, stomach growling, belly rubs, light bondage, masturbation, cooking, friends to lovers, M/M
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"Actually... I was wondering if maybe you would like to spend the evening at my place? You can eat there, we could talk... Maybe I could feed you?"
That last phrase had a certain amount of lust in it that Adam had not entirely meant for it to have, but at this point he couldn't take pretending for much longer.
If the diner were empty, Joseph swears he would’ve heard a pin drop at that exact moment. Did…he hear that right? Did Adam really say that? Oh God, does that mean he could see through him the entire time? He couldn’t have, he didn’t say anything to hint at it– his cheeks start to grow redder and his neck tingles with nerves and sweat.
It’s not just that Adam suggested it… it’s the fact that Joseph has thought about it more than once.
“…um…” he chokes out, mouth completely dry. “Can I– can I get back to you on that? I need the bathroom–”
His legs start moving before he’s even able to finish the sentence.
Adam opened his mouth, but once again Joseph had sped away before he could get a word out. Damn, did he mess up? It was hard to tell, Joseph was flustered certainly, but Adam wasn't sure if it was in a good way or not. His belly gurgled just then, annoyed at there being food in front of him and having only a fry to digest so far. He quickly started to dig into his food, his stomach grumbling hungrily with each swallow.
If Joseph wasn't out by the time he was done with his burger he'd go check on him.
Hurrying past the other employees, making sure not to make eye contact with any of them, Joseph slid into the employee bathrooms and promptly locked the door. He leans against the wall with a sigh, only to tense up as his stomach let loose many rumbling gurgles one after another. He cups his hands around it and closes his eyes.
“Fuck…” he sighs, feeling his legs cross over. “It feels so good…”
Only in his dreams could he imagine Adam asking him such a thing. Even the mere idea seemed foreign. To be fed by the person he’d been dreaming of kissing for months, especially with a stomach as empty and hollow as his, almost feels like a prank with some hidden camera that he has yet to find. God forbid it’s in the stall, this imaginary audience doesn’t need to see Joseph get off to his own belly making noises.
Just a few minutes, he thinks, letting the grumbles come out freely and biting back a moan. Just a bit longer and you can go out and tell him yes, you’d love to try that.
Adam meant to go back and check on Joseph once he was finished with his burger, but that didn't exactly go to plan. He'd been so hungry he kind of got lost in it, inhaling his burger and fries so quickly it took him a second to realize they were gone once he finished. By then he didn't want to stop, so he ate the chicken strips too, and was sucking down his milkshake before he remembered he'd meant to check on Joseph.
His stomach felt much better however, and very suddenly he seemed to have a lot more energy to be thinking about how hungry Joseph was right now, being that he was no longer distracted by the noises in his own belly. Gods how all he wanted was to rub his belly and feel it rumbling under his fingers, kiss him while his stomach growled. He wanted to feed him and stuff him full, make hunger and fullness feel equally amazing....
Jeez I hope my face isn't too red right now.
A few minutes pass, and with a calmer mind and (finally) a calmer belly, Joseph unlocks the door and steps back into the diner, heading straight for Adam's table once again.
"Hey Ad–" he begins, before doing a double take at the empty plates sat upon the table. Had Adam really eaten everything already? God, he must have been famished. Joseph is quick to recover, however. "Hey Adam. Um, so...I-I'm sorry for just leaving you like that, I just… had to think… and I think I'd like to give it a try."
"Really?" Adam says excitedly. "You want to? You're sure? Sorry if I was too forward, I was starving and I--Well honestly it's hard to think straight around you even when I'm not running on empty."
You're rambling. Pull it together Adam, he thought to himself.
Though he doesn't mean to, Joseph can't help but smile hopefully at Adam's words. Can't think straight? Is he confessing something? he thinks. He can think more about it later, now he has questions to answer.
"Y-you're fine, I promise. I just- I wasn't expecting it is all. Um, if you don't mind waiting until my shift is over, we could leave at the same time...if you want?"
"Of course! And hey, think about what you want to eat, yeah? Whether it's diner food or something homemade by your favorite chef," Adam gives an overly charming wink, "I'm happy to give that belly of yours whatever it wants."
The wink sends small shockwaves along Joseph's back, reaching right up to his neck. If his cheeks became any redder, he would look sunburnt. Not only that, his stomach gives off another grumble, only this time it's a lot calmer, still empty but not strong enough to make him wriggle. As silly as the idea sounds, he considers the possibility that it too is yearning for Adam in some way.
"That… that would be nice," he mumbles shyly. "Okay, um, I'll get back to serving the other customers. Don't want to leave them with empty bellies, heh. S-see you soon."
As he walks away, he feels a mental palm slap his forehead. Why did you say that?! Don't think about the other customers! he yells at himself. Maybe his hunger is still just as strong as earlier...
Adam smiles at the small grumble Joseph's stomach makes, enjoying knowing that it's grumbling for food that Adam will be feeding it now. "See you soon," he replies. He spends the rest of Joseph's shift gazing at him dreamily as he takes more orders, serves more food. His stomach gurgles a few more times as he passes Adam, and once again all Adam can think about is taking him home and feeling that hungry belly in his hands.
The last half an hour feels like forever to Joseph, despite there being fewer and fewer tables to serve. Maybe the hunger is starting to make him slow down? Or maybe he's just too eager to go back to Adam's place and be fed something– either way, Joseph lets out a relieved sigh as he slips into the back and unties his apron, placing the notebook and pen away and wrapping himself in his coat. Thankfully it's a lot thicker than his uniform, so the rumbles from his belly are muffled underneath. He practically sprints to Adam's table when he's back in the diner.
"You ready?" he asks eagerly.
Adam jumps up with a grin.
"Always. Want me to drive us there? Unless you'd rather drive yourself?" Part of him hoped he'd come with him, just so he could hear Joseph's belly grumbling along the way...
"Honestly, I think it's best if you drive–" Joseph places a hand on his belly absentmindedly, and surprisingly, it stays quiet. "I'm so hungry I don't think I'll be able to focus on the road."
"Aw you poor thing," Adam hums. He puts an arm around Joseph's waist as they walk out of the diner, his fingertips resting on the side of Joseph's stomach. "Is this alright?" he says in a low voice.
Joseph gasps, eyes darting down. It's happening, it's really happening- "Y-yes, yes, it's–k-keep it there, yes."
Suddenly, an idea pops into Joseph's head. With Adam's hand there, maybe he could… he quickly glances at Adam and, making sure to be as discreet as possible, he attempts to swallow a bubble of air and clench his stomach at the same time. The technique's worked before, maybe it'll work now?
"I'll get started on making you something to eat as soon as we get home," Adam says as they walk to his car. "I have plenty of ingredients for anything you might want, pasta, burgers, soup--" Suddenly Joseph's stomach interrupts him with a long, absolutely ravenous growl. He could feel the organ vibrating against his fingers, even through Joseph's coat, and before Adam could stop himself, his other hand had come out of his pocket and was resting against the front of Joseph's belly, feeling it rumbling under his hand.
"Man," Adam said a little breathlessly. "You're really starved aren't you? You sound so empty...."
The vibrations from his stomach against his ribs, along with Adam's hands pressing into his gut, makes Joseph's eyes slowly slip closed, or at least enough to where he could still see. Holy shit, that felt great. Depending on how hungry he feels on the way to Adam's house, he's unsure if he'll even make it.
"I am… I'm so empty…” he drawls, tensing slightly when he and Adam step outside. "...um, when we get to your car, can I tell you something?"
"Of-Of course!" Adam says, and he takes his hand away as they want to his car, a cold breeze in the air. Once they reach it he has to take his other hand away too, slightly disappointed he wouldn't be touching Joseph's belly anymore. When they got inside Adam turned on the car to warm it up and then turned to Joseph. "What's up? Everything alright?"
Joseph takes his seat and pulls the seatbelt over, taking a deep breath. This is what he's been waiting for… well, partially.
"Okay, so...this is gonna sound weird, but...since we're already planning on going back to your house, I figured now would be a good time to tell you, heh. Um… I-I kind of… like it when my stomach rumbles. Like, a lot. I-I don't know if I made it obvious in the diner, but–that's kinda why I was acting so weird. I felt like if I didn't go somewhere to calm down, I would've… well, y'know."
It's definitely embarrassing to talk about, but Joseph can't deny the weight that's been lifted. In fact, the relief causes his stomach to groan loudly again, long and drawn out, but he doesn't hold back his pleasured humming.
"But fuck, does it feel good…” he moans, eyes closed in bliss.
Adam blinks, staring wide eyed at Joseph for a moment, hearing his words but having a hard time believing them. It feels a bit too good to be true.
Adam reaches over and places his hand on Joseph's stomach as it rumbles again, and he smiles.
"Feels good to me too," he says. He laughs at the surprise on Joseph's face and continues. "I actually have the same thing oddly enough. Usually I like it when other people's stomachs are rumbling though. Sometimes it's nice when I'm hungry--I mean when both our bellies were growling back in the diner I could barely keep it together--but something about seeing you so hungry… I don't know what it is but I can't get enough of it."
Adam’s hand on his belly makes Joseph bite his lower lip, unable to keep his eyes off of it. God, if only he were alone right now; he’d have so much material to work with in his head. For now, he’s okay with simply wriggling around in his seat as Adam’s fingers press deeper into his rumbling gut.
“I’ve… definitely got a loud stomach, that’s for sure,” he hums. “You know, I don’t know if this is weird to admit but… when our stomachs were rumbling in the diner, it was like I was living one of my fantasies. I don’t know if I, uh, still need to admit it at this point but… I think about you sometimes. When my belly growls.”
"Oh yeah?" Adam says, his voice growing low as he began to rub slow circles into Joseph's middle. "What do you think about?"
“Oh God–” Joseph’s voice wavers as Adam’s hand works in circles across his stomach. This is the dream. “Well…I think about you overhearing it and… asking if I’m hungry. I think about you rubbing it, and poking it when it growls… I… I think about you sitting on it and… mhh…”
His stomach gently whines, and his legs become a little tighter.
"Aww, hungry boy," Adam purrs. "Getting so worked up already, and we haven't even started the night yet." He pats Joseph's belly and moves his hand away with a smile as he puts the car into drive. "Wait til I get you home, I'll tease that hungry belly all you want."
Joseph feels a shiver run up his back at the thought. Pull yourself together, he thinks to himself. You don't want to waste it all in his car; you'll get even more at his house.
"Thank you..." Joseph says, feels much more relaxed than earlier. "Maybe I'll work up a few growls on the way there. Might try that air swallowing thing again..."
"Air swallowing thing--hang on, have you figured out how to make your stomach growl?" Adam says, a laugh of surprise and delight in his chest. "Damn you're a fuckin dream come true."
Joseph feels a chuckle rise out of him. "That huge one you felt in the diner? That was… yeah, heh. Hold on–"
He leans back, closing his eyes in preparation, and starts gulping continuously. After about six swallows, he clenches his stomach in and manages to put out one long, ear splitting grumble that lasts for a few seconds. Even when he relaxes his stomach continues to gurgle.
"God…” he sighs dreamily. "I'd teach you how to do it, but...if you did it now I think you'd just end up burping, heh."
"Jesus--you sound so hungry it's making me lose my mind, I can't wait to get home and make you even hungrier…” He leans his head back, still looking at the road, but finding he needs to shift in his seat a bit due to the sounds of Joseph's stomach. "What do you want me to feed you, hungry boy?"
"Hm..." Joseph licks his lips, a few ideas coming to mind. "You know, I don't know if this sounds weird, but… when I saw what you ordered sitting right in front of you, I couldn't help but think about what it'd feel like sitting in your stomach– how nice it would feel. Then you mentioned cooking for me and–"
The thought makes his stomach rumble deeply.
"...would you be able to cook the same meal for me? At least, whatever you have the ingredients for."
Adam smiled. "You got it. I bet your belly will be growling so much from the smell of the burgers… Poor thing will be ravenous by the time everything is ready."
A moment later they pulled into Adam's driveway and they got out of the car. Adam unlocked his door and opened it, giving a dramatic gesture for Joseph to go inside. "After you, dearest."
The gesture makes Joseph roll his eyes playfully, but he can't deny that Adam's new pet name sends shockwaves through his heart. "You're too kind, honey," he teases back, stepping inside.
#hunger#hunger kink#belly kink#tummy kink#stomach growling#hunger growls#hungry tummy#stuffing kink#stomach grumbling#stuffing#stomach#stuffed belly#hunger roleplay#hunger fic#inflated belly#belly rubs#belly expansion#empty belly#stomach kink#inflation kink#feeding kink
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Stomach's n life presents: ☕ Hungry on the clock!
• ○JN●
• GrrrOOOalll~!
• Jen sighed. Her stomach is still growling. And it was all Cooper's fault. He was pulling on her hair all night, making her wake up late and rush out. She loved her dog to death, but sometimes he can make her so mad.
• GrrrRRRggg...!
• Man, she hates being hungry. (She hates anything that has to with the organ) You feel weird. You get cranky. And your insides makes weird noises. Jen sighed. She could order out, but the thought of something oily for breakfast made her stomach turn.
• Not a pastry either, that would drain her before the day even got started. Maybe, she could head home and make something real quick. French toast would really hit the spot...
• URRRGGG~!
• Shocked, the CEO hugged her middle. It still rumbled, but thankfully, lower this time. She sighed. As much as she did wanna head home, she couldn't. She had a meeting in 20.
• "Dammit..."
• She muttered. Darn her squishy faced pug, making her miss breakfast. It's completely throwing her off. There's always lunch, but... that's a 12. It's 9 now. She has secret stashes of candy, but that would make a terrible breakfast.
• "Ms. Coleman."
• She jumped and turned around. It was just Damian. (Her future successor)
• "Ah, Damian,"
• Jen straightened her self up.
• "I thought I told you to knock."
• He shrugged.
• "Must of forgotten."
• She snickered. Cheeky brat.
• "Anyway, brought some forms you need to sign."
• Of course. A manager can never stay still. As her protege fumbled to get the papers, she was reminded of the emptiness inside her. Her stomach rumbled lowly, bringing back up the subject of breakfast.
• Grrrrr...
• Jen mentally shushed it. It would be SO embarrassing if Damian heard her stomach talking. He'd ask if she was eating enough. Just like her mom! She cleared her throat.
• "Dami-"
• "Did you know Mr. Seal finally got help for his indigestion?"
• Wait? Seal had indigestion? Is that why he used a bunch of his vacation days? He doesn't hate her!? ...Not that she cares or anything.
• "That's interesting."
• She mumbled. Damien beamed.
• "And he treated me to steak yesterday!"
• Annnd the conversation conveniently went to food. Crap.
• "You should been there of been there!"
• "The meat was sooo tender and juicy! And the sides-"
• And, like the foodie he is, he's giving her the run down of his meal yesterday. Of course. Normally, she loves to hear his food rambles, it's help her get work done. But now, it's just angering her stomach. Grumbles riled up inside her, making her worry the sound might escape. If she could just get rid of the boy.
• "And the mac and cheese was absolutely beautiful."
• "It was all cheesy and gooey,"
• Her stomach clenched, grumbling at the thought.
• Rrrrgglll...!
• She shot up from her seat and cleared her throat loudly.
• "Damien,"
• "Can you grab Adam for me?"
• He blinked.
• "Uh, okay."
• He turned on his heels and walked out. The CEO sighed. That was close. Darn her protege and his delicious descriptions of food. Once again, her belly squirmed against her pencil skirt.
• Grrrrglll...rrrrlll~!
• She sighed deeply, as growls filled the room. The moment the meeting is finished, she's getting a croissant sandwich from the gas station. Her stomach's gonna start cramping soon. (And get bubbly)
• GrrRRRrrr~!
• Hopefully, she'll be able to make it through the meeting.
• "So I'm guessing you're crabby cause you're hungry?"
• Adam said, as he walked beside his boss. Jen nodded with a grunt. He chuckled.
• "I told you,"
• "You should just let me dog sit Cooper."
• She scoffs. No way, he wouldn't give him back.
• "Just at night?"
• "No."
• As much as she doesn't wanna admit it, she's super paranoid when it comes to her pug is around other people. They're so many dog snatchers in the world. Who's to say Adam isn't secretly one.
• "Alright, fine. But I have some tips on making your dogs tired."
• She nodded and he opened the door for her. Time for the meeting.
• Rrrrummmblll~!
• Subtlety, she rubbed her stomach. This meeting was going BAD. The moment she walked in, she was hit with the sweet smell of brownies and donuts. Apparently, Bethany made this meeting a mini potluck and everybody brought a baked good. She would've grabbed something, but she didn't want her employees to see her eat....What? It's a rational insecurity.
• Anywho, she settled on a coffee. Little did she know it would make the situation a thousand times worse.
• GrrRRRrrrlll~! Grrrgg...
• It didn't just not quench her hunger. It made her stomach churn and gurgle. Making it known that she digesting the caffeinated beverage. Luckily, Otis (52 year old sales manager) talks pretty loud, so she's in the clear. ...For now.
• "Ms. Coleman."
• She jumped and looked over. It was Bethany.
• "Are you okay?"
• "You look kinda angry."
• Jen cleared her throat.
• "I'm fine, thanks for asking."
• That's one thing people always tell her. 'You look kinda angry' She usually isn't. She just frowns when she's focusing. And right now, she's focusing keeping her darn stomach quiet!
• "Alrighty, Colette. Your turn."
• Otis barked. Jen silently panicked as the pink haired employee walked to the front. You can still hear her, but her voice is still pretty soft.
• Her insides grumbled quietly, reminding her coffee wasn't enough. She can handle it though. It's only 20 minutes left. She'd just has to finally focus on the presentation. Suddenly, she was accosted by the chocolatey aroma of a brownie.
• The CEO twitched and looked around. It was Otis! Dang it, she forgot he likes to heat up chocolate stuff. And he has a stack of 'em... A prolonged growl shook inside her belly, threatening to come out. Her eyes flicked to the clock. 16 minutes left. She can handle it!
• 5 minutes later...
• Jen's guts were rebelling hard. Grumbling ever couple seconds, cramping at different times, and trying to add nausea. Like, what the hell! It's like it's going crazy because it's so little time left. She only had 11 minutes left.
• Suddenly, her stomach churned. The coffee move as well. A bubbly, growl squeezed out.
• GrrrRRR~!
• Her blood ran cold. She could feel it. A big one was coming! She checked her watch. 7 minutes. Come on, Colette! Her insides are gonna blow soon!
• "And finally, I'd like to thank Ms. Coleman,"
• The blonde said, sweetly.
• "For hearing us out and letting use this meeting room."
• Jen's stomach squelched, getting ready to interject.
• Urrrgg...
• She forced a smile. 5 minutes.
• "Does anyone have any have closing statements,"
• PLEASE, no one have any closing statements!
• Rrrrwlll...!
• Almost there!
• "Ms. Coleman?"
• She froze. All eyes were on her. She didn't know what to say. She was so busy with her with her empty bread basket, that she didn't pay attention. She cleared her throat.
• "Um,"
• Her stomach bubbled furiously under the skin. Crap, what was she gonna do?!
• Suddenly, the smoke alarm sounded. Nearly making everyone's ears bleed. The door opened.
• "Everyone clear out!"
• It was Seal! Wait...was there actually any fire? Everyone raced outta the room, including Jen. After it shut off, (cause it was "false" alarm) she felt exhausted. She's tired. She almost had a panic attack. And her ears hurt. A painful grumble emitted from her stomach.
• Grrrglll...!
• "Hungry?"
• She jumped and turned. Oh great, it's her handsome assistant. Seal. She wrapped her arms around her belly.
• "Don't worry, I didn't actually hear anything."
• "Adam told me"
• She covered her face, now feeling super embarrassed.
• ''And before you freak out, he just noticed your mannerism changed."
• "Oh."
• Silence settled in between the two. Ah! She has to say something before her stomach does. She cleared her throat.
• "So what do need, Montgomery?"
• (That's Seal's last name)
• He snickered.
• "To take you out."
• Jen blushed. She must've looked pissed because he changed his tune.
• "Just because you're hungry"
• "It's not a date or anything."
• She cursed in her head. Dang it, why didn't she just say yes? She wouldn't mind if it was a date
• "Okay then."
• She replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Seal smiled and took her hand.
• "I know the perfect steakhouse we can go to."
• Out of nowhere, her stomach snarled loudly.
• GRRRRRRRGGGG~!
• Glllll...!
• Jen quickly hugged her growling midsection.
• "Woah, girl,"
• Seal joked.
• "We're gonna eat soon."
I was originally supposed to post this before the Fall stress outs, but it's here and waiting! This one was fun and I'm glad I added a few other characters. (And Seal.) Hopefully they'll show up again.
(And I don't own these dividers.)
#JN#hunger fic#hunger kink#stomach grumbling#stomach growling#stomach ache fic#couples#belly k!nk#sickfic#my ocs#corneliathegreat
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Because shit reminded me- casual reminder that the concept of the Alpha Rune's influence being the cause of Charm's bullshit since she got back Legerdomain not only serves to absolve her of guilt for enslaving and genociding an entire dimension's peoples- since after all it was clearly just the Alpha Rune's influence she would never- but also does the same for Addwaitya, who we're also supposed to believe only genocided an entire people due to the effects of the Alpha Rune.
Which makes for at least four occasions of the show going 'yes they attempted/committed genocide, but-'. Which is both a very odd and concerning thing to consistently have and more than reason enough for me to say 'fuck that shit'.
#ben 10#i will forever growl and grumble about the shit they pulled with charm post-where the magic happens#perfectly good character and they had to muck about with trying to have her the same or worse shit#*and* be a tragic victim who's really the one you should feel bad for out of everyone involved#and didn't have near the skill to pull it off- only fucking her over in every direction as a result
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Ardene's Premium Stomach Growls - 3
Commission done for Sherwoodboy of my ever so ravenous Starfinder Pahtra Ardene~
It's been a rough week of pinching credits and saving up earnings for some time, and Ardene's been slacking on getting herself some decent meat to eat... What with being a STRICT carnivore, getting good quality meat out in the fringes of deep space is a hassle without the right incentive.
Lucky for her, someone's taken a KEEN interest to the ravenous grumbles and growls of her empty stomach, and offered to pay a generous sum of Credits just for a private showing! Ardene couldn't possibly say no... Just show off her tummy for a little while right?
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#hunger#hungry#starving#starved#growls#gurgles#empty#hollow#grumbles#noises#stomach#belly#tummy#borborygmi#Feline#cat#starfinder#ardene#marquet#oc#sequence#ripples#clawing#Pahtra
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a scene that is easily in my top 3 funniest orv moments - maybe even The Funniest to me, really - but that i rarely see people mention is the time when kim dokja gave yoo joonghyuk 100 coins as an "apology."
kim dokja who literally has gotten irritated at stingy constellations. kdj who regularly gets constellations dropping multiple hundreds and even thousands of coins on him. kdj who has at some points earned tens of thousands of coins in his sleep. kdj who literally just earned a veritable fuckton of coins thanks to betting on yjh.
and this cheap asshole is like "oh...my bad...here take this you poor thing" and gives yjh 100 fucking coins like. that's NOTHING that's not an apology that can't even classify as pity. can you imagine the insult. the rage. the indignity. no wonder yjh Snaps.
#orv#mine#plus the specific Way yjh snaps is like#so uncharacteristic in the best way#he doesnt grumble or growl or whatever other intimidation tactic he usually uses#NO tough guy filter just immediate SCREAM#its so funny
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another gassy pinkie pie sketch x)
she definitely overdid it
Ic
#stomach growling#stomach gurgling#stomach rumbling#stomach grumbling#full stomach#stomach noises#gassy stomach#gassy belly#gassy#gas#burps#burping#mlp
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“who automates away art before plumbing”
manipulating files on a computer is a significantly easier thing to do than building a robot to navigate real-world environments and manipulate delicate objects with the required precision
+ you are looking down your nose with disrespect at blue-collar professionals and you should cut it out
+ the Fine Art you all claim to care so much about will never be ‘automated away’ because it already relies on a lot of additional labor besides that of the Artist, and because there's a huge market for it; and those guys are not your allies in this anyways, they think vernacular art is worthless and interchangeable
+ ai image generators are godawful at precision and consistency and will be so long as their understanding of images is statistical guesswork rather than intentional depiction
+ for the love of god plagiarism is not vibes-based and ai art is not a collage of stolen bits and pieces of scraped human art
+ collages of ‘stolen’ things are good actually
+ you all constantly shit on ‘corporate artstyles’, and by implication the artists employed to make that art, who are most vulnerable to replacement by ai, anyways
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