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pumpkinbirth · 5 months

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Can you write some girl is giving birth on her boyfriend. She is sitting in his lap chest to chest, but he’s ways rubbing her bud or caressing her belly. She goes through a long and painful labor. She finally gives birth and immediately bro he the baby to her nipple to drink and her and her boyfriend are still smashed together. Oddly specific and I sorry but I really love this kind of thing.

"I know, baby, I know, but you're doing so well..."

I could only nod, following my boyfriends lead as we breathed in sync, the contraction finally tapering off.

We'd been like this for what felt like the entire day, both of us naked and intertwined as my labor progressed. He'd been so attentive during my pregnancy that it didn't surprise me that he'd be even moreso when I gave birth. Still, I hadn't expected he'd be this hands on, not that it bothered me one bit.

As soon as my contractions started he was right there, talking me through it and gently massaging my belly. When they really started ramping up that was when he suggested our current position. He wanted to see and feel it all, no matter how messy it was or how loud I became.

I murmured gratefully as he massaged his way down my back, focusing lower where the pain mostly sat. "They're really close together...its just so much pressure..." I moaned, nestling my face between his neck and shoulder. I felt him nod before his hands moved to my front.

"What d'you say we distract you a little, hm?" he purred. Both hands moved to cradle the swell of my belly, his thumbs rubbing loving circles into the taut skin. He waited for me to nod before moving one hand further down, quickly finding my clit and rubbing gentle circles on it as well.

"Mnh...!!"

"Another one?"

"N-no...just really sensitive. Please don't stop..." I breathed, rocking my hips against him as he obeyed. Pressure mounted inside me, but I couldn't tell if it was a contraction, or if I was already close to cumming. I focused on chasing the pleasure, my fingertips pressing into his back as I moaned and begged for more, just a little more...!

Before I could even process it I practically screamed into his shoulder, the pressure cresting and pleasure washing over me as I came hard, all while he murmured his approval of what a good girl I was.

"Babe?"

"Mm?"

"Either you're still cumming, or..."

"Or what?" I lifted my head, worry starting to crease my features before he kissed me reassuringly, murmuring excitedly against my lips.

"Or, we just broke your water."

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"F-fuuuck...! Please, I just wanna push, baby, c'mon..." I pleaded, tears of frustration welling up as he checked me for what felt like the hundredth time. He rubbed a soothing hand on my back while he carefully moved his fingers inside me, the wetness so loud it would've been embarrassing if I wasn't so preoccupied.

"I know you do, I promise you will, but if you do too soon you could really get hurt," he replied softly, and while I knew he was right it didn't stop me from letting out an exhausted sob. "Just a little more, I won't make you wait any longer than you have to."

"Okay..." I breathed, already steeling myself for the next contraction. There were hardly any breaks between them now, and every time without fail I begged for him to let me do what my body was screaming for me to do. I was a mess of sweat and water and the baby wasn't even close to here yet. As the contraction gripped me part of me felt like giving up, just calling an ambulance, or--

"--next one."

"Wh-"

"You can push with the next contraction, baby, you're ready."

Relief washed over me, doing away with all the impending negative thought. Carefully, he helped to lift me just a bit, so that now I was in a deep squat right over his lap. The new position made me realize just how ready I was now, the pressure against my cervix like nothing I'd felt before. My belly hung low between my thighs, and I let out a soft sigh as he ran his hands over the curve once more, holding me reverently. We both felt the tightening of my swell, and my hands grasped his shoulders for support. When it fully came I didn't hesitate for a moment, a guttural moan escaping me as I pushed, hard.

"So good, you're doing amazing," he murmured praises as I dug my nails into his shoulders, only letting up once the contraction had ebbed. It felt so perfect, being this close to him, being held by him as I gave birth to our baby. With every push he encouraged me, syncing our breaths like before.

Eventually he moved his hands from my belly to between my legs, his breath hitching with excitement when he felt the slight teardrop between my lips. "Oh you're right there, babe, I need you to push hard with this next one."

I only nodded, not having the energy to quip that I'd been doing just that for hours now. A ragged moan tore from my throat as I gave the next push my all, turning into a sound of shock when I felt the head fully emerge. "Oh fuck, oh god please tell me I can keep pushing...!" I said hurriedly, adrenaline rushing through me like I'd never felt before. He pressed his forehead to mine, sounding nearly as breathless as I.

"Yes, yes, just a couple more, you're so perfect giving birth for me like this..."

The praise mixed with the adrenaline renewed my strength completely, and true to his word it was only two more hard pushes until I felt the hot rush of fluid and baby gushing out of me, making even more of a mess on both of us. He caught her instantly, waiting a moment until I was ready to take her from him.

Instinctively I brought her to my chest, wincing just a bit as she latched onto my sensitive, leaking nipple, but the pain left as soon as it'd come. All the while he held us both close, kissing the tears of effort from my face and saying how good I did, how perfect she was...

How he couldn't wait to have me do it again.

#pumpkin answers #pumpkin writes #pregnancy kink #labor kink #birth kink

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pumpkinmagekupo · 1 year

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Which new skills they would really like to learn?

Thank you for the ask! (´｡• ω •｡`) ♡

Cooking. I wrote Mizuki being really bad at cooking. If you can throw it into a pot and cook it over a camp fire: sorted.

Thankfully, Aymeric is a wonderful teacher and is happily teaching Mizuki how to cook. It's a slow process though.

She did sew them matching aprons.

#pumpkin answers #oc: mizuki

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loverhalfgirl · 2 years

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*inhale*…HAVE YOU HAD WATER IN THE PAST HOUR!?

LISTEN

Listen.

I have had… water of sorts.

But have you, little moomoo?

#it took me embarrassingly long to figure this whole ‘ask’ thing out omg #Pumpkin answers

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canisalbus · 2 months

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I feel like your art tastes like what I think a pumpkin spice latte tastes like, warm, sweet and makes my throat burn for 50 minutes. Never tasted it, but I feel like that's your art. It truly is beautiful and incredible. The way the line art and colors harmonize between each other in ways I cannot explain. I love it, keep it up champion

I've also never had a pumpkin spice latte so this is great, two pumpkin spice amateurs trying to imagine what this fabled concoction could possibly taste like.

Thank you for your sweet words! I'm glad you like my art, the way you described it made it sound delicious ;^;

#answered #roddcherry #we don't have Starbucks where I live or anywhere near it #I've only been to one once and I'm not an avid coffee drinker anyway #pumpkin spice flavored foods aren't really a thing here

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markscherz · 7 months

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Don’t Brachycephalus ‘pumpkin toadlets’ also have bones that glow under UV? and can’t hear their own calls?

Well yes but so do you. All bones fluoresce under UV. But Brachycephalus, sometimes called ‘saddleback toads’ (though they are not true toads), have a large bony structure dorsally that fluoresces through the thin layer of skin when exposed to a strong UV source.

Indeed, they allegedly cannot hear their own calls. But this is paradoxical, because calling is extremely energetically costly, and it is not clear why animals would evolve to continue to call if the call is falling on deaf ears. Currently advanced hypotheses are very unsatisfactory imho, so I rather think that we are missing a key part of the puzzle.

#Brachycephalus #frog #pumpkin toadlet #animals #answers by Mark #frogkiing #fluorescence

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majorproblems77 · 2 months

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Happy Sad

I drew this for u ! Hope you'll like it !

For me?!

I LOVE HIM

I need to tell you I've been flicking between these pictures saying happy sad happy sad each time I swapped to each picture for like 30 minutes.

Thank you Perle! :D

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icedmetaltea · 4 months

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ok i just wanna say that i absolutely LOVE your recent sun drawing you did, but also whenever i see someone getting really close to another forehead, my ass goes to the fucking forehead touch perspective meme 😭

GITRDIJCOKPSRO9TGY84DHUICSOJXK;KPIO9RG4TDFCOK

GOD 😂😂😂 Honestly yea that's prolly the most accurate pov

#Answer tag #Metaltea Talks #emocatkeith #friend stuffs #for fucks sake #I cackled at this earlier for like 5 mins #*gives keith a cup of pumpkin tea*

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askthekoopsandjr · 6 months

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My pumpkin carving!! It's not perfect, but I still really like it :)

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fatguarddog · 8 months

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i heard you're looking for some tf scenarios so im throwin my paw in the ring! inspired by me eating a whole pie today (half done atm :3)

you're traveling out of town at a farmhouse air bnb. is gorgeous and spacious, and the crowning jewel is the pumpkin field filled with huge pumpkins, all being grown for state fair records.

as you walk into the house, the warm smell of spices fill your nose. you drop your luggage off into the mudroom and follow the scent, spotting a still warm pumpkin pie on the window sill. next to it is the note that reads "thank you for staying at my farm. as a sign of my gratitude i baked you a pie with some of my prize winning pumpkin. please enjoy while it's still hot!"

you're sure you weren't especially full when you arrived, but as you set the note down and pick up the pie, you can feel your stomach growling. you search the nearby cabinets for a knife or a plate to serve yourself a slice, but you can't seem to find one anywhere.

you grumble to yourself, annoyed that the host seemingly forgot to provide any silverware except the fork left out next to the pie. pumpkin pie and fork in hand you step outside onto the porch, settling down onto a rather large wicker bench.

you dive the fork into the pie, bringing the bite up to your lips. it smells amazing, warm fall spices and even some almond filling your nose. you take a bite and are immediately shocked at how decadent and tasty it is. you can't help but taking another bite. and another. and another...

you don't even notice how fast you're eating, practically shoveling bite after bite into your mouth. it feels like its wrapping you up into a nice warm blanket, keeping you cozy in the outdoor fall weather. you absentmindedly undo your now too-tight pants, giving your round growing stomach more room. it feels heavy and warm but not full yet, so you keep eating.

you only stop when your fork can't even scrape up another bit. the pie pan empty and your stomach now full, you set it down and lay back, leaning against the backrest, rubbing your bloated heavy gut.

its not an unpleasant fullness, but a comforting one. you feel drowsy and at peace, staring out at the pumpkin fields. you don't even realize that your stomach is still growing, your shirt looking more like a crop top now, barely covering your chest at this point. the seems of your clothes creak but you aren't really bothered, finding your clothing now restrictive and uncomfortable.

you try to remove your pants, but find you can no longer stand up, so you simply let yourself grow even more, figuring you'd burst out of them eventually. as your clothes rip and fall away from your body you can feel something fuzzy around your legs, and as you look down you see vines crawling and winding up your legs and towards your still growing stomach and arms.

you can't even be bothered to fight it as the vines hold you down in place, some even slipping up from in between the wooden planks of the porch to wrap around you and hold you down. some even snake towards your tcock, sucking and pumping it, making you moan and writhe. as your mouth hangs open a vine takes its chance and dives in, pumping what tastes like even more of that delicious pie into your mouth.

the combination of the pleasure and the vines making you even fatter cause the bench below you to creak and groan, eventually crushing under your weight. you land with a thud onto the porch, beached on your back, letting the vines take care of you. you begin to close your eyes, so sleepy from all the pie in your stomach.

as you wake up in the morning you cannot even believe how large you are. a hand pats your huge belly, rubbing it comfortingly. the farmer, a plump attractive person with long scruffy hair coos as they pet you, peering down at you. "Good morning pumpkin! So how was the pie?" they ask with a southern twang. "Delicious im sure! its a recipe i developed myself to guarantee i'd have the biggest pumpkin for the state fair this season", they say with a chuckle, patting your taught pumpkin of a stomach. "So what'ya say pumpkin? you ready to win me that blue ribbon?"

you groan, head foggy and swimming with pleasure. you could get used to being a huge pampered pumpkin.

-🐶❤️

(sorry if i wrote too much i got a lil carried away !!)

God I've been reading and re-reading this ask and getting off to it over and over since I got it 🥵

This is absolutely incredible, I don't even know what to say other than how extremely hot I think this is and how much I could get used to being a huge pampered pumpkin with vines wrapping me up and taking care of me, toying with my tdick and making sure I always have something delicious in my mouth when I need to... also god I don't know if it's what you had in mind but the idea of my skin firming up and taking on a proper pumpkin texture/hue is really really hot to me too... literally obsessed with this

(also congrats on the pie stuffing! and to you and anyone else worried about sending long asks, please don't, it's really amazing and flattering to receive something this detailed and great!)

#puppy heart anon #anon #hutch answers #pumpkin inflation #pumpkin tf #body transformation #inflation kink #weight gain #rapid weight gain #plant monster #getting fat on purpose

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daycare-days · 7 months

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What are some of the kiddos favourite snacks? :3

We do our best to help focus on healthy eating. Despite occasional Treats these are the nursery snacks that have been most popular so far!

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pumpkinbirth · 5 months

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Build a Birth prompt

🤰1️⃣🚗(no laying down)🛑👖

"H-haahh...come on, just w-wait..." I begged through grit teeth, one of my hands firmly pressed between my legs as I drove. While saving on the cost of an ambulance seemed like a smart idea at first, I was now thoroughly regretting it.

It seemed like everywhere was experiencing road work today, and after so many detours I wasn't even sure if I was getting any closer to the hospital. All the while my labor progressed much faster than I thought it would, and even though I was doing all I could not to push it still felt like I was on the verge of crowning any second.

Both my pants and the seat were uncomfortably wet, and it felt like small spurts of my water kept coming with every contraction. Those were getting so close together now, to the point where I'd been honked at more than once as I was distracted by breathing through them at stoplights.

"Mnhhh...fuck, it's coming I can't--!" Anxiety filled my voice as I looked around, making sure the way was clear before I crossed lanes on the freeway. The urge was just too powerful, too much to ignore or force back any longer.

As soon as I pulled over I unbuckled my seatbelt, which had been uncomfortably digging into my belly during the whole drive. Before I could do anything else I was wracked with a fresh contraction, and I wailed helplessly through the pain.

"W-wait, please, I--" I tried to shift my leggings down, but it seemed like my body could only focus on one task at a time, so I relented and pushed hard, hoping that'd make it go by faster. Instead, my heart raced as I felt my lips parting, the crotch of my leggings beginning to bulge slightly outward.

"O-oh god its coming it's r-right there...!" I spread my legs as wide as I could in the drivers seat, hitching my knee up on the center console as I pushed again, more liquid gushing from my laboring cunt and dripping onto the floormat. The fabric between my legs stretched further out, and I squealed with effort as I struggled to give birth. All at once the pressure reached its peak, and my ruined leggings bagged out as my baby was finally born.

It looked like I had saved on the cost of the hospital, as well.

#pumpkin answers #pumpkin writes #build a birth #pregnancy kink #labor kink #birth kink #public birth #clothing birth #car birth #birth denial

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pumpkinmagekupo · 1 year

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What is the song you most associate to them?

Thank you for the ask!! (◕‿◕)♡

I just answered this one here :3

I should just add the whole Meteora album for things I associate with Mizuki.

#pumpkin answers

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loverhalfgirl · 1 year

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Hi another anon here your blog made me realize I'm way more masochistic than I thought

Omg adorable!! Believe me, when I started out it was just “hmm slapping and stuff isn’t so bad”,,, and then I started reading people who posted stuff like this and realized juuuust how much pain I can handle.

#glad you’re discovering yourself hun.#pumpkin answers

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manicpanicpixienightmare · 8 months

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I’m the kind of guy who will scour the internet for exactly the kind of pattern I want, find it, and then go “no I don’t need to buy patterns right now”

#why do I do this?#only god has the answer #the pumpkin speaks #i bought a bunch of linen to make dresses #and I need to like…. actually select a pattern for this #none of them have the design details I want grawr #sewing #knitting

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desperatelyseekingcannibals · 17 hours

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Where did your pfp come from?

The photo is originally from a shoot Hugh did for Vogue Hommes International in 2008. You can see the shoot here.

Then I edited it to have a pumpkin tattoo as he is Hugh Dancy the Pumpkin King.

The edit was for this stupid post about Pumpkin Dancy.

But now I use it for my fic promo.

I've been using it for the last couple of years as my icon. Before that for many years (2016-ish to 2022-ish), I used the below edit that I originally made as part of the cover image I created for my Hannigram AU fic Write Here, Write Now.

I love this edit, but the reason I stopped using this one was because Mads taking a role in a Terf funding project made me feel some kinda way and I needed to step back from him and so decided to just use a Hugh edit.

Back when I was using the above, I would still indulge the Pumpkinism every Halloween...

So, short story long, that's your answer.

#answered #asks #hugh dancy #pumpkin dancy #hannibal #hannigram #mads mikkelsen #will graham #hannibal lecter

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majorproblems77 · 5 months

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Pencil

"Hey Sky, what you doing?" Wild hovered around the Skyloftian bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Sharpening a pencil." He responded, not looking up from the project in his hands, carefully carving as shavings of wood fell to the ground.

"Why?" The champion tilted his head. Watching as shavings fell to the ground. Crouching nearby.

"I needed something to write with and I'm out of ink for my quill, Loftwing quills only take pumpkin ink." The skyloftian continues his ministrations before raising the pencil to his eye. Seemingly happy with its sharpness.

"Im sorry did you say pumpkin ink?" Wild's eyes sparkled with wonder. "You can make ink out of pumpkins?"

"Yeah!" Sky placed the pencil and his carving knife down. "You can mix pumpkin juice with water and a few other things and it makes a form of ink. It's a nice orange colour, here let me show you..." The Skyloftian pulled his bag out from behind him. pulling out a letter, it was decorated with orange patterns. "Here see." He pointed to the page "This is the pumpkin ink."

"Thats pretty cool! You think you could show me how to make it sometime?" His eyes lit up, a hopeful look across his face as he fiddled with his hands excitedly.

"I'd love too!"

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