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✨Corset too small or princess too big✨
The poor tailors who have to keep up with a royally big appetite~
#feedee belly#feedee feeder#feedee encouragement#feeding kink#feedist#feed me#fat piggy#fatty#dark feederism#fat rolls#royal fat#royal feedism#fat royalty#feedee rp
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Thinking about the concept of fat = wealth again... It's such a fun idea.
The prince is constantly getting fed by royal advisor to represent the kingdoms wealth properly... Guests bring the prince exotic fattening treats to propitiate his temper. Some people of the court try to copy his lifestyle, but he is by far the fattest prince far and wide (more wide)
Royal garments are handmade by the tailor and show off the heavy rolls of flab through fine silk. Soon, the prince will have to be carried everywhere, because he gets too obese to waddle the distance from his throne to the carriage....
#royal fattening#fat prince#fat king#feeding kink#getting fatter#male feedee#pig prince#gluttonous piggy#gluttonous#feedism roleplay#weight gain#ssbhm
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Gain Your Favor
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“Jungkook, for the last time, the Parks were only invited out of courtesy. That omega will never produce an heir looking like that. Pick someone else and that’s final!”
The alpha was seething with anger, tired of his kingdom’s outdated ways, and unwilling to give up on the omega he knew was right for him. He knew the old wives’ tales and generational belief had a hold on every kingdom, but he was tired of it.
Somehow, a long time ago, it was decided by healers or seers or a combination of both that the measure of fertility in omegas was in their weight. Plump, curvy omegas were seen as the ideal embodiment of the Moon Goddess’ blessing on one’s womb.
The only people who did not abide by this age-old belief were the Park Kingdom. Their people tended to be quite vain, focused on an ideal version of beauty that they had molded over time into thin, almost underweight omegas.
Jungkook found it ironic that people believed something so specific that it separated them in such ridiculous ways because this divide was the sole reason keeping him from mating his ideal partner, Park Jimin.
Compared to the other omegas invited to the Jeon Kingdom for courting selection, Jimin was tiny. Most omegas did everything they could to pack on weight before an opportunity like a kingdom-sponsored courting while the Parks clearly did not care to move away from their beliefs. Jimin was slim and toned, not really an ounce of body fat to him.
Jungkook couldn’t care less what Jimin looked like because he had fallen for the omega’s lovely personality, bright sense of humor, and challenging level of intelligence. The fact that Jimin was beautiful was simply the cherry on top of everything else.
However, his parents and the royal court were adamantly against his choice. They had no concern for his happiness, only concerned with the future heirs to continue their reign so his request to court Jimin had been firmly denied.
But, Jungkook was not going to lie down so easily. His alpha was determined to court Jimin, knowing that he was their destined omega. Uncertain of how to explain his argument, Jungkook could simply sense that they were bound together - blessed by the Moon Goddess in all ways.
“Three months! Give me three months with Jimin and if he shows all of you that he is fertile then allow me to mate him. That is my final offer,” Jungkook declared, ignoring the surprise on his omega mother’s face as he fought them for the first time in his life.
There were muffled whispers as his parents spoke to the elders of their royal court, making the decision together. Jungkook stood in front of them unwavering, his head held high and confident in his request.
Jungkook had discussed it prior with Jimin in the event it came up and his omega was completely on board, uncaring of anyone’s unfounded beliefs and willing to do what it took to stay with his alpha. He was never particularly fond of any kingdom’s rigid societal norms and frankly, couldn’t care less about how much he weighed if it meant he could be with his alpha.
His alpha mother stood and looked at him with what Jungkook saw as a touch of pride that gave him an odd sense of relief. “Fine, we agree. Three months starting today. If we find that he is still unfit at that time, then you will select a better-suited omega.”
“There is no omega better suited for me than Jimin,” Jungkook replied firmly.
His mother smirked and nodded her head. “Prove it to me, son.”
—
Jungkook and Jimin went all in. They were determined to find their happy ending together.
The alpha requested all of Jimin’s favorite foods from the kitchen and they spent every waking moment together. Jungkook let no time go to waste, doing whatever it took to make Jimin his mate.
Picnic dates in the palace gardens filled with hefty meals and sweet treats. Library dates curled up on a chaise lounge while they read the same book, Jungkook consistently feeding his omega bite after bite. Dinner dates with more food in a single meal than Jimin would typically eat in a full day prior to their arrangement.
For the first month of their little challenge, Jimin couldn’t even remember being hungry because he was so constantly stuffed. His stomach was fighting the form-fitting robes that he brought from home, his body not used to him eating more than a few snacks and a meal per day.
Unsurprising to Jimin, it was a bit of a struggle at first. Deep down, he would have done whatever it took to stay with Jungkook, but seeing his body change so quickly felt strange.
His hips started to widen, becoming the expected image of birthing hips. His ass and thighs became softer, really adding to the curvy image he was supposed to fulfill. He had to assume that his stomach was starting to pooch out below his belly button when empty, but he was so full and bloated lately that he wasn’t certain.
Growing up as the omega prince of the Park Kingdom, his diet was chosen for him and he was used to living in a state of hunger. Jimin believed that he was such a multi-talented individual because hunger drove him to find new hobbies as places to focus his mind over the rumbling of his empty stomach.
Jimin knew he would never miss living that way again, however, sometimes it was a bit difficult to set everything else aside and eat. There had been a moment in particular, though, that really helped him overcome those doubts.
The omega was curled up in front of Jungkook in the library, his back against the alpha’s chest on one of the large lounging beds. Jimin was holding the book they read together while the alpha hand-fed him bites of sweet bread rolls covered in butter and jam. Although Jungkook had called it a snack, Jimin would have said it was his third breakfast of the day which was making itself well-known underneath his constricting robes.
Feeling the fabric push back against his bloated stomach was becoming a normal sensation, but it also made Jimin a bit self-conscious. He had never experienced his clothes being too small before, let alone the idea that he was meant to sit around and accept that feeling.
Jimin hadn’t realized that he stopped turning the pages or accepting Jungkook’s continuous bites until the alpha kissed his neck. He had gotten so wrapped up in his thoughts that the omega had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes.
Jungkook noticed the shift immediately, especially with how close he was to Jimin. The omega had gotten a bit tense and took so long to swallow his last bit that the alpha was concerned about him choking. Jimin’s scent also grew a tinge bitter, not enough to cause concern but enough for Jungkook to notice.
Assuming what the issue may be, Jungkook hesitantly moved both his arms around Jimin’s waist and placed one of his hands on the taut crest of the omega’s stomach. The alpha started a gentle massage, hoping that his touch would seem understanding rather than teasing.
“Are you alright, baby?” Jungkook asked quietly as if there were someone else in the vast library that would be bothered by their voices.
Jimin shrugged slightly and brought his hands on top of the alpha’s, stopping his movement but also keeping him close. “It’s just…I am…my robes are getting tight.”
“Are you uncomfortable?” Jungkook responded, wanting to tread lightly and ensure that his omega had no physical discomfort before he attempted to address the emotional discomfort that seemed to be happening.
“Not uncomfortable, just different, I guess. I just am a bit worried,” Jimin confessed, trusting the alpha with his vulnerable emotions even if their relationship is still quite new.
Jungkook stiffened before instinctively leaning in to comfort Jimin with his scent. “Worried about…us?”
Jimin hadn’t meant to let the sound escape, but he whimpered at the thought. He curled farther into Jungkook’s arms in an effort to dispel some of the alpha’s concern. “No, I’m not questioning how much I want to be with you. I don’t think there is another alpha for me, it’s you or no one.”
Jungkook felt a wave of emotion wash over him - happiness and love for Jimin’s confident admission. However, he also recognized the hesitation that the omega still held onto and needed to do something to help. “What’s worrying you then?”
“Mainly what will happen if your parents and their court say no. It will be hard enough to part from you and picture you mating someone else, but I can’t imagine going home now. My mother will hide me away and starve me until I’m suitable for their appearances.”
“Jimin…” Jungkook whispered dejectedly, disgusted at the thought of Jimin’s family keeping him captive because of something like his weight. “I know I made the agreement with my parents for three months, but I don’t plan on ever letting you go. I will fight them for you.”
Jimin grew a little misty-eyed and pulled the alpha’s arms around him tighter, melting back into Jungkook’s chest. “I will fight for you too, alpha.”
Jungkook turned Jimin’s face to give him a soft kiss that seemed to encompass all of his emotions. His arms were an anchor around Jimin’s body that helped him drive away his anxiety.
There was, however, one little thought that was still floating around Jimin’s mind that he couldn’t shake. “Ggukie?”
The alpha made a quiet sound of acknowledgment and waited for the omega’s question.
“I’m also worried that you might not…want me after you know…”
In a sudden movement, Jimin was turned around and straddling the alpha’s lap. Jungkook used his strength to position his omega so they could look at each other. He brought his hands up to gently hold Jimin’s face and spoke quietly but confidently between them.
“There will never be a time that I don’t want you. I didn’t fall for you because of your body. Yes, you are the most beautiful omega I’ve ever seen, but this ridiculous show of proving your fertility will not take one bit of your beauty away. You are genuine and intelligent, you have an amazing sense of humor and you are so talented, you are everything I could possibly want in a mate and more. If anything, I think you are more beautiful every day.”
Jimin felt a few tears run down his cheeks, the words lifting those insecurities from his mind. Jungkook pulled him into his arms and they sat wrapped up in each other for what seemed like hours.
Once Jimin processed it all and climbed off Jungkook’s lap, he felt like a new person. All the little things that were chipping away at his strong resolve were cast aside. He appreciated the fact that Jungkook fell for him as a person first, allowing him to maintain all of his interests while pursuing him as a mate.
Other alphas may have been intimidated by Jimin’s impressive skillset as he was expected to be a dainty, spoiled omega. Now, he simply got to share his time and interests with his future alpha while actually eating all the food he desired as a child.
Even if the insecurities seemed silly looking back, Jimin would never regret conversations like that one - making him feel more loved and appreciated than he had ever felt before.
Jungkook, on the other hand, had few worries about their situation. The alpha thought Jimin was ethereal and he had no intention of mating anyone other than his omega.
He had always thought the fertility belief was ridiculous, but seeing his omega growing resplendent, his alpha was at the forefront more than ever. If Jimin was beautiful before, Jungkook was absolutely besotted with his future mate becoming softer.
Jimin constantly praised him for being a confident, strong alpha who provided for him well. They spent all of their time together and Jungkook wouldn’t have it any other way. He loved the little noises of appreciation Jimin made when he tried new foods for the first time and the more satisfying sounds he made from the pleasure Jungkook was able to give him.
With their increased time to dedicate to Jimin’s waistline, Jungkook also learned so much more about his omega. He found that his future mate was highly talented in many areas and learned more from Jimin than he ever had from any of his court teachers. The amount of pride his alpha held in his omega grew every day, much like Jimin’s measure of fertility.
By the end of the first month, Jimin was already in the tailor shop with requests to have his robes let out around his hips and waist. Between his constantly bloated stomach and his widening hips, he was struggling to button some of his outfits.
It was surprisingly an easy acceptance for the omega compared to the week before when he felt riddled with anxiety about his changing body. Even in his moments alone, Jimin was starting to gain a sense of confidence alongside his new weight. A deep desire of his omega felt nurtured from the entire experience.
The omega would also admit that it was, in part, due to his discovery of all the wonderful foods in the Jeon kingdom. Jimin assumed that he would have naturally gained weight living there anyway because, in comparison to his home kingdom, there was never a lack of savory dishes and sweet desserts.
Jimin had especially taken a liking to chocolate-filled rice cakes - something he had never tried before. It was rare to find an indulgent sweet in the Park Kingdom and the omega realized how much he had been missing out on in his childhood. Jungkook had the kitchen making them daily for Jimin, essentially feeding the omega full of the soft, sugary dessert until he got tired of it.
By the end of the second month, Jimin was back in the tailor shop with the hopes that there was still room to let out his robes again. He could barely get some of them over his wide hips and backside after another four weeks of consistent pampering from his alpha.
There had been quite a few private moments where Jimin stood in front of the mirror and simply analyzed how his body had changed. With the way Jungkook supported him, there was little that the omega was insecure about since their conversation. Looking at the way his once-loose robes stretched across his growing middle was a bit liberating.
Jimin didn’t mind when the tailor said his robes that he brought along from home were a loss, ready to cut ties with his childhood kingdom and thankful for a reason to wear more of his alpha’s clothes.
His favorite items to steal were Jungkook’s night shirts since Jimin’s slim-fitting silk gowns were the first thing to be outgrown. Most nights, the omega would be spread out in the middle of Jungkook’s bed while the alpha fed him one of his new favorite snacks, a bowl full of fruit and whipped cream.
Jimin had never known a simple dish could be so sweet and refreshing. Whipped cream had been a new food for him as well and it was quickly becoming his favorite thing to throw on top of whatever he was eating. Although, the bowl of fruit and cream was often paired with a hefty slice of pound cake so it was more of a filling dessert than a midnight snack.
It, of course, had been another long day of eating so Jimin was feeling full. He had been impressed by his growing stomach capacity, eating more in a single day than he could have ever imagined in the past. They had regularly started to reach this point of Jimin allowing Jungkook to feed him basically until he fell asleep.
That day in particular was filling because Jungkook had taken him to try out the various food stalls in the main square, telling Jimin to pick out whatever he wanted to try. The townspeople were more than willing to let the hopeful crown princes try anything for free even though the couple insisted on paying.
By the time they made it back to the palace, Jimin felt like he was waddling to accommodate his full stomach. They went straight up to Jungkook’s quarters and the omega napped for the rest of the afternoon. The pair ended up sharing a meal in the alpha’s quarters for dinner as they had been doing more often.
Jungkook convinced Jimin to eat way more than he should have for dinner leaving him uncomfortable in his already tight clothes. He begged the alpha for a night shirt to change into and Jimin planted himself in the middle of the bed without any intention of moving.
The alpha climbed up beside Jimin to gently rub his belly and encourage digestion because Jungkook had every intention of feeding his omega one more time before they fell asleep. He loved Jimin’s easy acceptance of Jungkook’s handling and encouragement, the omega content to melt under the alpha’s warm hands.
It was impressive, at times, to see the tiny omega put away whatever food Jungkook placed in front of him. The alpha knew it was from a place of desire for their relationship to succeed, but it also seemed cathartic for Jimin to stop thinking and just eat.
Every ounce of determination to win over the royal court and every bit of love Jimin held for his alpha was what truly helped him push past the cues from his body telling him he was full. It felt impossible to walk away without mating Jungkook now. The couple often tried to stay realistic, not wanting to get their hopes up, but it was hard to imagine that the court would say no when seeing their concerted efforts.
There had been a few moments along the way when Jungkook began to question himself. Not questioning Jimin or the desire to be with him, but questioning if he was doing the right thing. His omega was sacrificing his body and all of the insecurities that came along with it. There had been many quiet nights in Jungkook's quarters when Jimin promised him endlessly that their love was worth anything to him, yet Jungkook couldn't help but worry.
The alpha's biggest fear was Jimin coming to his senses and realizing that he was the only one sacrificing something. Jungkook did everything to shower Jimin with love and ensure that his omega understood just how much he loved him. Jimin never slowed down and never told him to stop, always whispering sweet words and praise for his alpha in their moments alone.
Nearing the end of the third month, they went through a final push. Jimin felt even more stuffed now than he did at the beginning. It might have come from a place of stress, determination, or both as he had no intention of being denied his alpha.
Jimin assumed that Jungkook had some sort of deal with the kitchen staff at this point because any request the alpha made was delivered to their quarters within the hour. Sweet or savory, snack or full meal, morning or night - it didn’t matter what Jungkook’s request was, they seemed more than happy to provide Jimin with endless food options.
Jungkook simply said the kitchen staff loved them, using it as yet another reason for Jimin to be the best choice. A beloved future omega queen was the best possible option for a mate so the alpha wasn’t afraid to use that in his favor. He also explained that they knew the expectations of omegas and wanted to do their best to help Jimin reach their goal.
In comparison to other omegas in the Jeon Kingdom, Jimin was still on the smaller side with great potential to continue filling out. Jungkook said that people around the palace that wanted to see Jimin as his mate were simply supportive of their efforts. The omega wasn’t as convinced, assuming that Jungkook most likely flirted heavily with the older omegas in the kitchen for his own personal gain of fattening Jimin up.
Jimin didn’t particularly care what the reason was as long as he was gaining enough to be deemed worthy of being Jungkook’s mate. Not only was Jimin desperate to be with his alpha, but if he were to return home in his current state, Jimin knew he would be hidden away by his parents until he was not at risk of embarrassing them due to their own illogical hang-up on how omegas should look.
With his recently added weight, he had a realization that he was probably the heaviest Park omega to date. Jimin nearly cried tears of laughter as he told Jungkook the way he expected his omega mother to react when she saw him again. While his parents would be able to reason his physical change for their political gain, Jimin knew that both would have a hard time accepting it.
Although, as he told Jungkook very clearly, Jimin could not care less what his parents thought. All of the kingdoms-wide societal norms were ludicrous in his eyes. He would much rather people look the way they wanted to than how other people wanted them to look - a statement his alpha wholeheartedly agreed with.
On the morning of their appointment with the court physician, Jungkook paced his quarters as Jimin got ready in his dressing room. The alpha was nervous, knowing his parents’ royal court would find any reason to have their way instead of allowing him happiness.
Jimin was instructed to start fasting the night before after dinner as the court physician needed a clear system to run his tests, whatever they may be. The omega was equally as stressed, but he attempted to stay calm for Jungkook’s sake.
It had been quite some time since Jimin had seen his stomach completely empty, usually packed full of food all day and still digesting by the time he awoke in the morning from his late-night snacking. He knew that their efforts were strong, but his body more than showed it now.
With the help of Taehyung, who would hopefully become his future courtier, the tailor designed very specific robes that highlighted his new shape. His hips were perfectly cradled in fabric with a tight stretch across the front that put his growing belly on display.
Jimin would be the first to admit that his lower half looked incredible, especially his ass. From the side view, he was looking rather rotund in the back - his hips made a lovely wide curve and his soft thighs were hugged by the form-fitting fabric.
The little pooch below his belly button that Jimin had suspected would show itself was actually more of a small yet very noticeable potbelly rounding out on his midsection, more weight sticking to his stomach than he thought possible in just three months' time. It shocked him for a moment to see an actual belly protruding from his middle that wasn’t just bloated with food.
Knowing the kingdom’s proclivity for plump omegas, Jimin knew that the clothing was made specifically to highlight his size rather than hide it, but a majority of his body’s soft edges were completely created by his and Jungkook’s doing. Strangely enough, that thought made it feel more empowering.
Jimin felt Jungkook’s hands spread across his midsection, the alpha scenting him deeply as he took in the sight of his omega in the mirror. “Look at you, baby. You are stunning.”
“Thank you, alpha,” Jimin whispered, leaning back into the alpha’s chest. He felt the warmth of Jungkook’s strong hands on his soft belly, imagining the day when there would be a growing pup to cradle.
“Gguk?”
The alpha tensed, feeling the growing sense of anxiety in the omega’s scent. “What’s wrong, baby? Talk to me.”
“What are we going to do if they say no? What if it’s not enough? What if I’m…I could be infertile. What if-”
“Jimin,” Jungkook said firmly, cutting him off and turning him around. “Listen to me, okay?”
The omega simply nodded with wide eyes, his hands clinging to Jungkook’s clothes and his eyes brimmed with tears. Jimin had been worried about this day since they made the agreement three months ago and the reality of having an answer in a few hour's time was sending him into a spiral.
“I can’t promise that your results are going to be perfect or that the court is going to immediately agree, but I can and will promise you this. I love you and I will be your mate. I will do whatever it takes, no matter what the results are today.”
Jimin fell into Jungkook’s chest, trying to hold back his tears. He let the alpha’s words fill the aching pain in his chest and put his full trust in him. “I love you too. I only ever want you, alpha.”
A knock at the door broke their intimate moment as Taehyung called out that the court physician was ready from Jimin. The couple stayed hidden in the dressing room for a quiet moment, exchanging a kiss before parting ways.
Jimin was escorted alone by Taehyung who had complimented him endlessly on how beautiful he looked. It certainly boosted the omega’s confidence which was dwindling in tandem as they drew closer to the physician’s suite. Thankfully, the healer performing the test was Jin who met him with a kind smile that did help some of Jimin’s nerves settle.
The omega was ushered inside and instructed to drink a cup of medicinal tea while Jin went to address the royal court. The physician was asked for a full fertility panel which is quite a lengthy process so they would be asked to return after lunch for the results. Jungkook, who had no interest in anything other than his omega, walked beside Jin asking a few questions.
Jin allowed him to wait outside as long as he did so without interruption which Jungkook wholeheartedly agreed. His future court members joined him, knowing the alpha’s struggle. Namjoon tried to comfort him with reasonable points while Yoongi and Hoseok simply told him that there was no doubt that Jimin had changed to fit the expected physique of a Jeon omega.
The hours dragged by as Jungkook paced the hallway, nearly stumbling over when Taehyung opened the door. Without trying to crowd the omega, Jungkook looked at him with a silent yet desperate plea for an update.
“Jinnie’s almost done,” Taehyung said first, watching as the alpha let out a relieved sigh that did not last for long. “But, Jimin got very dizzy from the blood test and he is still unwell. We need something with your scent to help settle him.”
Jungkook, without hesitation, removed the sweater he had thrown on top of his normal outfit this morning - not one to typically need additional layers but had felt that he needed it. Now he knew why as Taehyung took it with a smile and turned to go back inside.
The alpha gently wrapped his hand around Taehyung’s arm to stop him. “He’s okay, right?”
Taehyung nodded, his face softening with endearment at the alpha’s genuine concern. “He’s good, Gguk, really. This is a normal side effect that happens all the time. With your scent, Jiminie will be just fine.”
Jungkook looked at him for a moment, seeming to look into his eyes for a sign of any dishonesty, and found none. The alpha nodded and released his hold on Taehyung. “Okay, thanks Tae.”
“Of course, we only have two things left and they are both simple tests. Jin will be out when he’s finished,” Taehyung explained, returning to the physician’s private suite with Jungkook’s sweater in hand.
What felt like another hour passed again before Jin was the one to exit this time, finding Jungkook’s eyes immediately. “I’m done. Taehyung is going to stay with Jimin while we go talk to the court.”
“Is he okay? What were the results?” Jungkook asked, bouncing on his toes in an attempt to hold himself back from breaking down the door to his omega.
Jin put a gentle hand on the alpha’s shoulder. “Jimin is doing alright. I had to give him a little something for his anxiety so he’ll be out of it for a bit. Your sweater helped a lot too.”
Jungkook smiled as his alpha preened, filled with pride at being able to comfort his future mate. “The results?”
“I promised to only share them in front of the court.”
“Jin, please…”
The beta looked back and forth in the hall to see if anyone was around and simply winked at Jungkook before gesturing for him to follow toward the main hall. The alpha was trying to contain his excitement, knowing that they had no reason to say no if Jin was confident.
As they entered the main hall, everyone’s eyes went straight to Jin. Jungkook wanted to growl at every member who looked eager to hear a negative result. He couldn’t understand how his parents surrounded themselves with people who could be so hateful toward him for wanting to mate for love.
“I’ve completed my tests and I have found a conclusive result,” Jin announced in such a professional tone that Jungkook nearly laughed.
“Please share what you found with us, Physician Kim,” Jungkook’s alpha mother replied, hushing the court members who were already attempting to ask questions.
Jin shared a quick glance and a reassuring nod with Jungkook before saying, “Prince Jimin has, by far, the highest fertility result I have ever seen in my experience as a physician. His positive results were off our standard measuring chart. I have no doubt he would be able to bring the kingdom multiple healthy heirs in his lifetime, especially with a young, strong alpha like Prince Jungkook. From a medical perspective, I believe their mating would result in one of the most successful bonds this land has ever seen.”
Jungkook’s omega mother smiled wider than the alpha had seen in a long time. It brought him indescribable happiness to see his mother so overjoyed for him. “Well, it seems that it should be then. Let us know when you and Jimin would like to hold your mating ceremony.”
Jungkook was choked up, trying his hardest not to cry in front of the court or his parents. “Thank you, Eomma,” he replied with a deep bow before turning to leave the hall without a look back. He needed to get back to Jimin as soon as possible, his alpha was desperate to hold his omega.
Jin walked beside Jungkook until they exited the room, the doors closing behind them. “Go to him, Gguk. You two deserve this.”
Without another word, Jungkook went sprinting through the halls back to the physician’s suite where the others were still waiting outside the room. The smile on the alpha’s face was enough for them to know it was good news, watching with their own smiles as Jungkook barely acknowledged them before barreling through the door to his omega’s side.
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“Appa! Appa!”
Jungkook turned around to see his daughter running to catch up with him, stopping him from his current mission to retrieve honey lemon tea for Jimin from the kitchen. He turned and dropped to his knee to meet at her level. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
Jiah took his hand, encouraging him to stand so they could continue walking together. “Eomma needs chocolate!”
“Oh, is that so?” Jungkook replied, endeared by their five-year-old always being so attentive. She had barely been three at the time while Jimin was pregnant with Minjun, their second child, and Jiah was asking him to let her carry things and offering to share her snacks. Although, it wasn’t all attributed to her alpha nature as Jungkook knew a majority of their children’s sweet demeanor came from a certain omega’s perfect parenting.
Now, Jimin was in his third pregnancy, this time with twins, and their sweet oldest child was no different. Jiah was constantly asking Jungkook what she could do for her mother while Minjun clung to Jimin as much as possible.
Jungkook passed one of the elder court members in the hall, turning his nose up a bit. Even though seven years had passed since the stressful fight for choosing Jimin, the alpha had not completely forgiven their dispositions. He and Jimin were working now to break down the old way of thinking about omega standards.
Plus, Jungkook would be the first to admit that he was smug about their mating success - an alpha pup on their first try and now their third pregnancy being multiples really proved them wrong.
Making their trip to the kitchen quickly, Jungkook and Jiah made their way back to the family quarters with a full set of hot tea for Jimin and an assortment of chocolate options. The omega’s gentle voice filled the room as soon as they opened the door, singing a quiet tune for Minjun who was on the verge of sleep.
Jiah ran forward quietly, offering his snack selection to Jimin and receiving her mother’s gentle praise. She climbed up next to him, resting her head beside Minjun’s on Jimin’s arm. Jungkook crossed the room to set down the tray he was carrying, gently pouring a cup of tea for Jimin before taking in his favorite sight on their lounging sofa.
Although he was just six months along with child number three and four, Jimin could easily pass as full term. It was yet another sense of pride for Jungkook that his omega not only carried their pups, but Jimin carried strong, healthy pups every time.
Jimin had continued to fill out beautifully after their initial three months together. The omega was easily the ideal vision of fertility in the eyes of traditionalist Jeon Kingdom members - impressively wide birthing hips that matched his rotund backside and meaty thighs.
Outside of pregnancy, Jimin’s belly continued to soften. He was the tailor’s most frequent visitor with his consistently changing shape, preferring his maternity robes all the time after their first pregnancy with how comfortable they were to accommodate his rounded middle.
One of the memories that made them laugh the most was when Jimin’s mother visited about six months after Jiah was born. She tried so hard to hide her shock at her son’s size, even asking twice during her visit if Jimin was pregnant with a second already.
Jungkook sat beside Jimin, wrapping his arm around his omega’s shoulders and scenting him softly. Both of their pups made appreciative sounds from the comforting feeling of their parent’s mixed scents. The alpha leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on Jimin’s lips.
Jimin’s head fell to the side, resting on Jungkook’s arm as he let out a tired sigh. “Growing twins is hard.”
Jungkook kissed the omega’s forehead and replied, “I can’t even imagine, baby. You are amazing.”
Before Jimin could say anything else, his stomach let out a quiet rumble. They both laughed as Jungkook reached for one of the chocolate rice cakes to feed his omega. Jimin accepted the bite with a smile and relaxed back into the cushions, used to the care of his loving alpha.
The room filled with the gentle sleeping sounds of their pups as Jungkook continued to feed his mate some of the post-dinner snacks that Jiah prepared for him. As the alpha ran his hand across Jimin’s belly, Jungkook reminisced on how every moment that led them here was absolutely worth it.
#bts weight gain#bts feedism#chubby bts#chubby jimin#bts abo#feeder jungkook#soft bellied tannies#bts mpreg#bts royal au
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*slides some money towards you* talk about spoiled son blob aegon pretty please?
Spoiled, Spoiled Boy!
HEADCANON
TROPE: Fat!spoiled!son!Aegon ii Targaryen
WORDS: 841.
WARNINGS: mentions of overeating/binge eating, male wg, rapid wg, soft feedism, spoiled!Aegon, fat play, moob play, mentions of masturbation.
A/N - I literally crave for this Aegon so bad, he would be so useless but so needy for you. I might write an alternative Modern AU for fat!spoiled!son Aegon ii.
this version of Aeg was deeply inspired by this incredible artwork !!!!
Aegon was always a much larger man, with a grand appetite and the constant spoils of being a royal Prince... He could have anything granted to him, by the snap of his fingers.
His family, especially his mother, had enabled him since his youth: embedding his gluttonous habits, as means to not "deal" with him.
As Aegon's gluttony grew with age, so did his stomach... And his body.
Alas, he was also known to be quite lazy. Only part-taking in physical activities such as dragon-riding and combat training when absolutely necessary.
After some time however, he began to make pitiful excuses to not attend, spending most of his time nestled in the privacy of his chambers, only ever coming out [particularly at night] to scourge the kitchen for some late-night treats.
Eventually the sedentary lifestyle hand in hand to his gluttony, began to amount...
His clothes, vastly more fitted and tighter, would eventually rip at the seams, fat bursting through the gaps of the ripped, rich fabrics.
Buttons spontaneously popping: Aegon often found it self-amusing to see how fast and how full he could stuff himself, until a button popped from the sow.
His once loose, baggy shirts had shrunk against his wide, distended gut and the fat rolls hanging at his sides: his plush belly overhung blatantly beneath, peaking through.
Alicent grew impatient with the consistent growth in Aegon's weight, and the haste need to re-alter his royal garments.
Aegon often whines about the maesters having to take his measurements, attending to regular health checks: the calipers were the worst, as they stung pinching onto his fat, especially at his pooling, dense hips. To a point, where he furiously yells at them to leave, in which the maesters scurry off in fear of punishment.
The gold jewels and rings that once embellished his fingers, now he could no longer wear, as his fingers had grown quite pudgy: he was adamant on getting them resized, although this became a habitual requirement.
Aegon's ass now wide and thickly plump, the weight of his mass would often have wooden furniture creak beneath his heavy weight. Some furniture even breaking beneath the Prince, as he was too large to mount.
It was also necessary to have his saddle resized to accommodate for his ballooned size, to fit Sunfyre, despite rarely flying, he did occasionally insist on visiting.
However, Aegon often struggled to walk, or more so waddle, a few feet around the castle grounds, nevertheless to the Dragonpit. A horse would not be able to bear his excess weight, and was instead carried by a litter of a few solid, strong men.
During royal feasts and balls, Aegon would often bicker with Alicent and Otto, desperate to remain absent, often using the excuse that he had a "terrible stomach ache" or some ailment, in which Alicent would often succumb to her eldest sons' whines and groans: Otto, although reluctant to accept for Alicent's sake, knew better than to see through Aegon's deceitful cries.
Aegon was a hog, although he knew how to manipulate his mother emotionally, toiling with her misfortune to gain what he wanted.
He often commanded for his servants to fetch him trolleys and trays decked with succulent sweets, pastries, meats and wine or ale, to be served directly to his chamber.
The kitchen staff grew fairly familiar with his "feeding" schedule. Surprisingly, Aegon was very particular with what he enjoyed to eat and what he despised [mostly green vegetables], in which the kitchen staff also had grown ideal to.
He rather enjoyed lazily lying in bed, as he gorged on his feast: he found it convenient so, as he would often be too bloated and full to move, let alone mobilise.
Needing to attend to his belly rubs that he found soothed the bloating as it encouraged his belches, whilst it also made his eager cock twitch and stiffen with satisfaction.
Aegon grew quite impressed with his own appetite.
Aegon would struggle after some period of immense weight gain to masturbate: although found excitement in playing with his own fat, especially his grotesquely chunky blubber than grew beneath his waistline, above where his cock would spring... His very own fat pad.
He enjoyed rutting against a large pillow or the mattress itself, to feel something, some sort of friction between his aching cock.
And he rather relished in massaging at his moobs: often demanding his maid to massage at his fat, including his tits, coating it in oil.
Despite the cruel remarks of his family: Aegon rather enjoyed his new found "body", embracing his insatiable hunger and drive to stay as full as possible, he loved the idea of pampering himself, exhibiting his overindulgence with his body.
Regarding it as a big "fuck you" to the strict principles of his stern family.
That even though he was a fat prince, he was a Prince nonetheless... And mayhaps, the King of the Seven Kingdoms.
If no one else would openly bask and enjoy the riches of being royal... Why should he not?
#chubby!aegon ii#fat!aegon ii#aegon ii targaryen#aegon ii targaryen imagines#aegon ii targaryen imagine#aegon ii targaryen fanfic#aegon ii targaryen fanfiction#spoiled!son aegon ii#fat!spoiled!son!Aegon ii#hotd#house of the dragon#hotd imagines#hotd imagine#hotd fanfic#hotd fanfiction
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Cookie Jar 🍪
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Masterlist of bite-sized prompts, ships, and fics to devour
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Full Feasts: Fics on AO3
Winter Gains (Hybrid AU, Winter Weight, Bun Koo, Tiger Tae)
The Darkness I Love (Vampire Koo, Shadow Demon Joon)
Love You Can Handle (College AU, Online Relationship, Taekook)
The Gingerbread House (Hansel and Gretel AU, hybrids, dark w/g)
Stuffed Full of Love (Camboy/Mukbang AU, Namkook)
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Doughy Delights: Longer scenes to enjoy
Home Cooking, parts 1 and 2 (Namkook)
A Helping Hand: Seokjin's Feedism Cookbook (Seokjin)
Full of Life (Minimoni)
Under the Harvest Moon (Namkook)
A Seed of Doubt (Namkook)
Hunk Himbo x Slutty Kitty (Jikook)
Weighting for Love (Namkook)
Weight of the World (Jikook)
Royal Pet (Namkook)
Holiday Fluff (Yoonkook)
Jungkook's Guide to Surviving as a Single Omega (Namkook)
Hot Tub(by) (Jikook)
Primping for a Night Out (Jikook)
A Day All to Myself (Koo)
Chemistry Class (Namjin)
Weight Gain Denial pt. 1 (Koo)
Weight Gain Denial pt. 2 (Jikook)
Soft Feeder Yoongi (Yoonkook)
"You're Looking Well-Fed" (Taekook)
Breeding Bloat: ABO (Taekook)
Sugar Daddy Jin: Ask (Jinkook)
Sweeter than Sweet pt. 1 (Namkook)
Sweeter than Sweet pt. 2 (Namkook)
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Snack Packs: Imagines and AUs
A Few Years and a Few Hundred Pounds (Namjin)
Home-cooking pt. 1 (Namkook)
Weight of Love (Taekook)
Breeding Bloat: ABO (Namkook)
Drinks on Me (Jikook)
Good Things Take Time (Jikook)
Subscription Gainer (Koo)
Muscle Chub (Koo)
Try it on for Size (Jinkook)
Body Worship (Jikook)
Buffet Dates (Vmin)
More to Love (Minimoni)
Stuffed to Perfection (Joonie)
Greek Gods (Jikook)
People Say They Look Like Their Pets (Koo and Bahmi)
3-way: Namjinkook
Muscle (Koo) Chub (Joon)
Taekook Thread (ft. bulletproofscales)
BubbleBlob (Taekook)
Bulking Gone Right (Koo)
Meetcute (Taekook)
Science Nerd x Jock (Jikook)
Gaming Gains (Koo)
Weight Training (Jikook)
Royal Prince Jungkook
Open Mindset (Taekook)
Freshman 15? ...50? (Koo)
College Chub (Koo)
Courting Season (Jikook)
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Cookie Crumbs: Small Prompts
Autumn Chub (Jinkook)
Cream Before Bed (Koo)
Room to Grow (Namkook)
Tummy Love (WolfJoon)
Confident Chub (Jikook)
Hybrid Winter Gain (Koo)
Self Love (Koo)
Chubby Vampires (Taekook)
Self-Realization (Namkook)
Muffin Thread (ft. Huev0)
Xoxo, Sugar Cookie
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I am awake and can't sleep so 6AM horny thoughts with alphasunpup! Beauty and the Beast but feedism edition where as the Beast and Belle fall in love they both gain relationship weight. Even after the curse is broken and their a fat, happy, royal family. Also the beast is kinda like a werecreature so he can shift between human and beast form, he's just not stuck in beast form anymore. The Beast was hot and Adam looked ridiculous, argue with ya mama
#fat royalty#feedism fantasy#feedism kink#feedism royalty#beauty and the beast feedism#queer feedism#it's always gonna be queer#actually t4t belle and beast would be cute as fuck#gender affirming weight gain/transformation#domestic feeedism
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Fit for a King
Tags: Feedism, Pred/Prey, slave/owner, Dumbification, implied vore, but not explicit, fattening prey to eat, Royalty AU, Royal King/Pred Jungkook, Slave prey/ chubby Jimin, hybrids: Bunny Jimin, Wolf Jungkook
Prey have become rare and therefore are prized possessions. They've all been hunted and sold into slavery until, eventually, they end up safe in a predator’s belly. It's their sole purpose and what they're meant for, at least that's the propaganda that predators feed them.
Only the royals rolling in wealth can afford such feasts. Jungkook is the richest predator, a massively over-fed wolf, because he gets anything and everything that he wants. It's a perk of being King.
Jimin is so sweet and dumb and plump. A happy little slave to the King on high. He's so lucky to be owned by such a wealthy predator.
Jungkook is overly indulgent to his dumb bunny. So doting. Constantly pampering Jimin. Despite his royal status, Jungkook always keeps Jimin in his grasp so no one can steal what is rightfully his. Jungkook isn't a fool to the hungry stares directed at his tubby prey. He only made that mistake once, when he was a prince, haughty and proud. He had paraded his prey at the time with abandon. All it took was for one hungry predator and Jungkook never made the same mistake again. Now, his meal is safely collared and leashed, content to live right on his lap as Jungkook dotes on him and feels the soft chub slowly thicken in his hands.
It's such a honor to be the high-King's meal. Jimin is treated like a princess himself and is kept blissfully unaware, only spoiled by everyone in the court. All of the rich predators compliment their King on Jimin's size as he grows, like the sweet, fattened pet that he is.
Jimin is fed cake and sweets at parties, kept happy and dumb. Jungkook shows off to his ostentatious court of predators by stuffing the bunny until he's heavy and round, lazy and forced to rest. After each party that Jungkook hosts just to fatten his prey in front of everyone, he's rewarded with the currency of lust-filled admiration for his treat. His plump dessert. Lush and luxerious, destined to feed the King's gut. The predators drool as their King's prized prey slowly rounds and fattens, getting more dumb and delicious by the day.
Jungkook smirks as predators offer him gold and jewels for his favor, using the prey to further his own wealth. He purrs at the many gifts rained down upon him, with the fattened bunny kept in his claws. Jimin is destined to only feed the King, and there's nothing that the greedy lords and ladies can do about it, unless they want to experience the high-King's anger. Just like Jungkook, they've learned their lesson. All it took was that one time for them to all understand that staying in the King's favor meant security. They're all slaves to him, in a way. Societal slaves to the rich, cunning tyrant.
It's such a boast of status, a display of wealth to fatten a prey so heavily, only to eat them and devour all of their riches. Jungkook keeps Jimin much longer because of it. It's in fashion to test the limits of how big a prey can be grown. Stretch marks and ripped skin are a thing of beauty.
Jungkook's dumb slave can barely move by the time he's buttered and sprinkled with sugar, just how the King likes. The immobile prey permanently lounges against the large King's belly and listens to the greedy gurgles that he don't know to associate with doomed hunger.
Jimin doesn't have anything to worry about. His predator takes such good care of him! He's such a lucky bun. Spoiled and clearly adored by everyone. The richest, fattest jewel in the whole kingdom, Jungkook says. Perfect in every way. His favorite slave. His prized possession...
Until Jungkook decides that his prey is better-off settled deep inside of his hungry gut, of course.
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Where is my dear servant rubbing my belly and doting to my every need, now that I'm stuffed and high out of my mind...
#royalty kink#royal fattening#fat prince#weight gain#intox#intox feedism#feeding kink#belly kink#male feedee#getting fatter
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Your princess post is awesome. I love elegant/dainty feedees
Thank you So much! I have such a thing for royal feedism 😍
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Indulgence and Sensation
*Disclaimer* This is my own personal opinion and experience, it is not meant to disparage the experiences or preferences of others.
As I have grown older and more of my life has been shaped by body positivity and fat liberation, my particular flavor of feedism has evolved with it. There was a time when numbers and measurements and calories and clothing sizes were a part of the fixation of my attraction but now I prefer to disregard such things and focus instead on the actual experience of being a Feedist and loving fat women. There's an almost sacredness to helping someone you care for learn to see themselves in a different light, to being a part of them breaking free of the conditioning of their particular upbringing in this society that teaches them to hate themselves. It is gentle and patient and unconditional. It is as much about loving them when they are smaller or have lost weight as it is about flattering and demonstrating to them that you love them when they have gained and are softer. It's about changing our entire relationship with food and our bodies and how they perform and take up space. It's about learning to love flavors, to savor them, to pursue them, to indulge in them and the way they make you feel as much as it is doing all the same for the results they have on our bodies. It's as much about learning to embrace the vulnerability and power of being soft as it is indulging in the smells and tastes and textures of all the things that come with such softness.
And it is in that, in both the vulnerability and the power of softness that I find such tremendous potential for personal growth... and rebellion. For too long we have sacrificed our comfort upon the altar of acceptance. For too long we have deprived ourselves of pleasure to fit into a rigid and largely impossible standard of beauty that makes even those who do manage to conform to it miserable. It is about taking back our own efficacy in the experience of our bodies. In embracing nourishment and indulging in sensation and living a life full of flavor. Food can be medicine as well as passion. We can be soft and squishy and strong. I feel like there was a time when being a Feedist for me was simply an inversion of diet culture, a youthful rebellion against all the things my parents and society told me were bad. But it need not be so polarizing or limiting.
I love food and health and nutrition and activity and nature and self sufficient sustainability and I love indulgence and softness and the decadence of a woman clad only in the royal drapings of her stretch marks and folds and rolls. I refuse to compromise any facet of the things I love and I refuse to see contradiction between them.
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I know the trope is usually the noble/royal pampering and feeding their consort, but what if it was instead a gladiator or knight? The royal is always eying that particular fighter, sending them gifts from a ‘secret admirer’ and as that fighter wins more and more, the royal just can’t help themself and requests a private audience with them, treating them to all the food and comforts they could ever want. The gladiator may continue their fights, just with a bit more bulk protecting them, or they may just leave that behind them and just enjoy living in soft bliss.
#wg kink#feeder kink#feedee kink#i should really be working on a presentation but this has been on my mind and i needed to get it out#but like i think this is a great adaptation of the royal/consort feedism trope plus you got some ex jock in there what's not to love
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Ah the ren faire. A place to enjoy and celebrate the times of old. but this particular ren faire that you have decided to go one focuses on gluttony and food, a perfect place for those into feedism. it all smells so good. Everything at the fair encouraged the people to be as gluttous as they can be. Hearty stews, ginormous turkey legs, decadent pastries, all sorts of alcohol, and so much more drifted into your nose making your mouth water. The vendors all sold growth charms, potions, and extra large clothes as you will surely be bursting out of your current clothrs by the time you're done. The music was hypnotizing and seemed to put a spell on you to just gorge yourself. All sorts of contests took place at this faire. Eating and drinking contests galore. Contests to see who was the biggest.
Of course, nothing could compare to the king and queen of the fair and the ceremony that they conducted. They were ridiculously plump but very beautiful and handsome. An energetic jester called out “Come one come all for it is time for the king and queen to choose someone to be their yearly feedee to add to their collection and spoil!” Everyone cheers in excitement. The Queen tells the crowd to silence. The all go quiet, with the exception of the few sounds of people eating and drinking. They all sit in anticipation. You nervously wait for the answer, nibbling on a piece of sweet bread. The King and Queen look at you. The Queen gains a wide smile and whispers into the jester’s ear. The jester nods and comes up to you and pulls up to where the king and queen are and announces to the crowd “Your royal highnesses have chosen! May the ceremony commence!” You are dressed in lavish garbs that are practically twice your size and are sat down on a throne in front of a whole feast of food. One of the royal assistants coos into your ear “Dont worry you’ll fill those clothes very quickly. Maybe you might even burst out of them if the crowd desires it~”
You are given a chalice filled with a magenta liquid. As the vibrant drink touches your lips, noting the sweet taste, the music played by the fair bards grows quiet. As the last drops slide down your throat you are overcome by a unbearable and unbelievable hunger. You grab the nearest plate of grub and start devouring it. The bards start playing the energetic and hypnotic music again, giving you even more encouragement to eat and overindulge. Soon enough you find yourself slowing down. The King and Queen appear by your side. "Have no fear dear, we shall help get this feast into this lovely belly." They give your bulging stomach a hearty pat before feeding you the rest of the enormous feast.
You've filled your delicate clothes so much that now with each bite, your tummy protrudes from the shirt and your pants have grown tight. The last of the feast is shoveled into your mouth and a loud tearing noise is heard as your pants are torn and you belly swings down between your legs. The crowd cheers and applauds as you dazedly sit there enjoying your overstuffed tummy. People line up one by one to touch and rub it, feeling all the soft and luscious fat that you have accumulated.
At the end of the faire you are loaded in the back of a giant carriage and taken to the castle of which you'll be staying at. when you arrive, you are take to a large room. It's almost as big as ball room but your told that it's now your bedroom. A large pile of comfy cushions rest in the center. you waddle over with the best of your ability and lay down in it. As soon as you started to rest servants come in, some holding measuring tapes to help with making new clothes. Others come to feed you even more food and to rub your belly. The Queen enters, chuckles at the sight, gives you a light pat and kiss on your stomach. "Welcome to your new life of indulgence my dear~"
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Truly sounds like an ideal life of indulgence oh my~
I do love fantasy and ren faires and this is such a lovely thought, being part of such a wonderful tradition to be fattened up for the King and Queen. I do also wonder if there's just a wing of their castle full of previously chosen fatties comfortably living their lives being waited on and having their big plush bodies adorned and taken care of
#blueberry cat anon#anon#hutch answers#i got it the first time dw haha i've just been busy#weight gain#stuffing
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Asrasotherbottom Masterpost
CURRENT AS OF 7/20/2020
Fat!MC Masterlist (ALL Fat!MC stuff is there, and won’t be on this list)
THIS IS SUPER LONG ITS ALL UNDER THE CUT
Fics:
Asra x Public Flirting MC (Lemon)
Asra x MC “We’re not Calling It That” (Lemonish?)
Asra x MC “You’re doing so good my love” (Lemon)
Asra x MC Reassuring Him They Love Him
Asra x MC Who has PTSD From the Devil Fight
Asra Gets a Rimjob (Lemon)
Asra x Being Flirted with in Public Until he Cant Take It Anymore (Lemon)
Asra x MC Wedding Antics (Lemon)
Asra x Muriel x MC Gentle dom!Asra (Lemon)
Julian x MC Piss Kink (Lemon)
Julian x Getting off on MC’s Pillow (Lemon)
Julian x NB!MC Somnophillia (Lemon)
Julian x Cumming Fast + Fuck Refractory Periods (Lemon)
Julian x MC “Captains Quarters” (Lemon)
Julian x Defending MC from Their Shitty Mother
Julian x MC experiencing Dom Drop (lemon)
Bird!Julian Painfully Transforming (Angsty)
Muriel x MC “Scars”
Muriel x Comforting MC After a Panic Attack (Lemon)
Muriel x Trans!Man MC (Lemon)
Muriel x MC Tutor/Tutee Modern AU (Lemon)
Trans!Portia x Getting her Body Loved on (Lemonish)
Portia x Baking with MC
Lucio x Being Called Daddy (Lemon)
Lucio x Laying in Bed Tracing MC’s Stretch Marks (Lemonish)
Lucio x Feedism (Lemon)
Lucio x Making him Cream His pants by touching Over clothes/nipples (Lemon)
Lucio x Calling him Daddy (Lemon)
Lucio x Overstimulation with a Vibrator (Lemon)
Asrian “Are you going to look into my pretty eyes?” (Lemon)
Headcanons- Familiars:
Main 6 w/ Fat Black Cat Familiar
Main 6 w/ Giant Tortoise Familiar
Asra and Muriel w/ Snail Familiar
Main 6 w/ Black Bear Familiar
Main 6 w/ Pack of Lionesses Familiars
Main 6 w/ Business of Ferrets
Main 6 w/ Kraken Familiar
Main 6 w/ Guinea Pig Familiars
Main 6 w/ Hedgehog Familiar
Main 6 w/ Protective Silverback Gorilla Familiar
Main 6 w/ Scorpion Familiar
Main 6 w/ 30ft Reticulated Python Familiar
Main 6 w/ Little White Rabbit Familiar
Headcanons Main 6/Multiple:
Main 6 w/ Clinically Depressed/Anxious MC
Main 6 w/ Submissive Hypersexual MC (Lemon)
Main 6 x Sex Shy MC
Main 6 x Complicated/Stubborn MC
Main 6 x Crying MC
Main 6 x Big MC Big Tits
Main 6 x Sodastream
Asra,Julian, Muriel, Lucio x Sounding (Lemon)
Main 6 x MC with Insomnia
Main 6 x MC Brought Home A Dragon Egg
Asra, Julian, Nadia, Lucio x MC Squirting For the First Time (Lemon)
Main 6 x Protecting MC From a Creep Hitting on Her
Main 6 x Small MC Big Tits
Main 6 x Very Masochist MC (Lemon)
Main 6 x MC Who is Arrested and Sentenced to Burn as a Witch
Asra, Nadia, Julian x Sub MC Who needs lots of Aftercare
Main 6 x Accidentally Walking in on MC Changing
Main 6 x Dermatillomania MC
Main 6 x Acne Scarred MC
Main 6 x The Gang Goes To The Beach
Main 6 x Hella Sexual Tension
Main 6 x Shy/Insecure MC
Main 6 x Ace + Sex Repulsed MC
Main 6 x Very Hairy MC
Lucio, Muriel, Julian, Asra, Valerius x Sleepover
Main 6 x Giggly Apprentice
Main 6 x MC Who was in a Car Accident
Asra, Nadia, Julian, Valdemar x Showering with MC
Asra, Julian, Muriel x Honeymoon
Main 6 x First Time Anal (Lemon)
Main 6 x Proposing at the same time that MC does
Asra, Julian, Muriel x MC Getting Hurt in a Fight
Main 6 x Proposing with something other than a Ring
Who fucks a pumpkin? (Meta???)
Main 6 x Adhd MC
Main 6 x Seasick MC
Asra, Nadia, Julian, Valerius x Masochist MC Who Needs Cuddles (lemon)
Main 6 x MC Who Cant Sleep Alone
Main 6 as Flowers
Main 6 Bailing MC Out of Jail
Main 6 x Powerful Fae MC
Main 6 x MC who Covers their Mouth To Laugh
Main 6 x MC’s Tentacle Genitalia Changing Texture (Lemon)
Main 6 x MC Who Easily Slips Into Sub Space
Main 6 x Sticky Fingered Fae MC
Main 6 + Courtiers x Wanting 5 More Minutes of Sleep
Main 6 x Periodically Nonverbal MC
Main 6 x First time 69 w/ AFAB MC
Muriel, Portia, Lucio, Valerius x Masochist MC Who Gets Deep In Sub Space
Main 6 x Pillow Fight
Main 6 x MC Who Sews/Knits
Main 6 vs Dancing
Main 6 vs Gift Wrapping
Main 6 x MC with Seasonal Depression
Asra, Nadia, Portia x Accidentally Horny Hair Pulling
Main 6 x MC Shaving Their Head
Main 6 Hearing MC Sing “Cuz I Love You” By Lizzo
Main 6 x Long Nails MC
Main 6 x MC Taking a Stupid Risk To Protect Them
Actor AU? (Meta?)
Main 6 x Super Ticklish MC
Main 6 x Pierced MC (Nipple/Tongue) (Lemon)
Main 6 x Genital Piercing Moral Support (lemon?)
Main 6 + Valerius x Sub!MC (Lemon)
What Piercings Would the Main 6 Have?
The Courtiers x Super Ticklish MC
Main 6 x Scented Body Oil (Lemon)
Main 6 x Shy Singer MC
Devorak Family Passover
Main 5′s Favorite Thing About Portia
Main 6 (Bonus!Familiars) x Handmade Chocolate Gift
Main 6 as University Professors
Main 6 Recieving Sexy Lingere from MC
Main 6 x MC Starting Testosterone
Asra, Julian, Lucio x “Just Average” Singer MC
Main 6 Valentines Day Plans
The Courtiers x No-Magic MC As Their Apprentice
Fat!LI Headcanons:
Chubby!Asra HC’s
Fat!Feedee!Julian Body Worship (Fic, Lemon)
Fat!Lucio HCs
Fat!Lucio and Fat!Julian NSFW HC’s (Lemon)
Fat!Lucio being a Feedee (Lemon)
Chubby!Lucio being a Feeder (Lemon)
Chubby!Muriel (Fic) (Lemonish)
Chubby!Muriel (Fic) Part 2
Soft Feedism Chubby Muriel (Fic)
Fat!Muriel HCs
Fat!Muriel “Not Too Big To Ride” (Fic, Lemon)
Headcanons Assorted:
Asra x Aphrodesiac Incense (Lemon)
Asra x Neopronouns
Asra Cursed HC (Lemon)
Asra x Self Conscious Big Breasted MC (Lemon)
Asra x MC Telling Asra to Talk To Julian and Resolve Their Issues
Asra x Falling out of Bed During Sex
Asra x Mischievous Familiar
Asra x Dizzy/Nauseous MC who Passes Out Often
Asra x Cumslut MC (Lemon)
Asra x Comforting Hallucinating MC
Asra working through Trauma with MC (Meta)
Asra and MC sharing a bed (Meta)
Asra Cumstuffing MC (Lemon)
MC Carrying Asra
Nadia and Lucio x Royally Clueless MC
Nadia x Asra x MC Threesome (Lemon)
Nadia x Clingy MC
Nadia x Mutual Gaining (Lemon)
Nadia and Lucio x Uncomfortable-With-Fanciness MC
Julian x Loving but Firm Dom NB MC (Lemon)
Reversed!Julian x Cloaca NSFW HCs (Lemon)
Reversed!Julian NSFW HCs (Lemon)
Julian x Aftercare (Lemon)
Trans!Julian HCs (Lemon)
Julian x Drinking Averse MC
Julian x NB MC With Stretchmarks
Julian x Falling out of bed during Sex
Julian being Sick and MC taking care of Him
Trans!Julian x Dom GN MC (Lemon)
Julian x Panic Attack MC
Julian x Cumslut MC (Lemon)
Julian being Stern (Meta)
Julian x Feedee MC (Lemon)
Bird!Julian In Heat (Lemon)
Bird!Julian Nesting HC’s SFW
Feedee!Julian x Feeder MC (Lemon)
Julian x Scent/Musk Kink (Lemon)
Julian and Lucio Losing No Nut November (Lemon)
Julian x Anxious MC Stuck in an Elevator
Julian x MC Weird Sleeping Habits
Trans!Muriel HC’s (Lemonish)
Muriel x MC Caught in a Forest Trap
Muriel x Falling out of Bed During Sex
Muriel x Tiny Fluffy MC
Muriel x Panic Attack MC
Muriel x MC recovering from an ED
Muriel on his Wedding Day
Muriel Modern AU Date Ideas
Muriel Losing No Nut November
Muriel x Taller-Than-Him MC
Muriel x MC Mutual Gentle Teasing Love Language (Meta)
Muriel Is Not A Utilitarian Masturbator
Portia x Asra x MC Polyam HC’s
Portia and Julian x Land Lover MC
Portia Feedism HCs (Lemon)
Portia x Genital Piercing HC’s (lemon)
Portia x Muriel x MC Mushroom Hunting HC’s
Portia x MC Cat Cafe Date
Tea Party At Portia’s
Portia: Bar Fight Edition
Portia teaching MC Nevivionic(?) Mother tongue(?)
Portia Pegging MC (Lemon)
Portia x Blind MC
Pirate Queen!Portia x Merfolk!MC
Portia x Wedding HC’s
Portia x Bad But Enthusiastic Gardener MC
Pirate Queen!Portia HC’s
Portia x Adventurous Eater MC
Portia x Afraid of the Dark MC
Lucio x Not Into Fancy Stuff MC
Lucio x Young MC Feels Washed Up
Lucio x Sweet and Spicy Teaching MC How to Swordfight (Lemonish)
Lucio x Mommy Kink (Lemon)
Taking Care of Plague Lucio (Angst)
Lucio x Musically Inclined MC
MC Teaching Lucio Magic Effectively
Valerius x MC Married to Him Pre-Plague
Valerius Soft Smutty HCs (Lemon)
Dom Valerius HC’s (Lemon)
Vlastomil x MC Whos insecure about Her Body
Nasty Vlasty x MC (Lemon)
Vulgora HC’s
Morga NSFW HC’s (Lemon)
Morga x Clumsy MC
Playlists
Lucio Playlist
Asra Playlist
Julian Playlist
Muriel Playlist
Kinktober
NSFW Alphabet
31 Days of Winter Fluff Masterpost
#masterpost#masterlist#mine#the arcana#the arcana game#thearcanagame#im warning you now this is EXTREMELY long#the arcana fic#the arcana fanfiction#the arcana headcanons#i really had no idea ive written that much no wonder im like running out of steam
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🌹What I fancy seeing is the tired, exhausted face of a poor feedee who's eaten way over their limit, huffing and puffing, experiencing aches and pains, but I know damn well, they are fully pleasured~🌹
#fattening foods#feed me#fatten me up#belly kink#fat#fat belly#fat boy#fatten himself#feedee boy#extreme feederism#royal feedee#royalty kink#royal feedism#royal fat#male wg#wg#getting fatter#getting fat on purpose#weight gain#fat bhm#bhm wg#stuffed belly#belly kink.#bloated stomach#feedee piggy#gluttonous piggy#fat admiration#fat lord#gaining weight#full belly
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