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softartemisart · 6 months
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temple to a god of hedonism that gradually changes those inside to best live lives of pleasure and feasting
if you visit once, and stay for only a few minutes, you might get out with only a little extra softness on your frame, easy enough to work off. if you stay for much longer, well...
theres a growing hunger in your stomach, despite not eating that long ago. but it's a temple to a god of parties and feasting - there's plenty of food available. the dishes only seem to grow more aromatic the longer you stand near them and, when you cave and try a mouthful, it's unbelievably delicious.
you're so taken with the taste, you don't notice what's happening to your body. your stomach bloats from your gorging, and then softens into a wobbling belly that tests the durability of your clothes, hanging lower and lower towards your thick thighs. leaning over the table for another plate, your ass sticks out behind you, round and cellulite-ridden. your figure is soft, swelling, a picture of indulgence.
and it's not long before the servants of this god come and show you another kind of pleasure. warm hands make contact with sensitive skin and you moan through mouthfuls of rich food. they guide you to a soft chair, lean you back, make sure your every want in this moment is fulfilled. one continues to feed you all manner of decadent desserts. several more attend to your body, removing the remains of the constricting clothes you entered in and then kissing, massaging, rubbing every growing, jiggling inch of you. your chest is squeezed, nipples toyed with. your gut is oiled and played with. once they're done teasing you, one hefts the blubbery mass up while another finally reaches between your legs.
the next day, you wake up in one of their luxurious beds, the most well rested you've ever been. you're free to leave, of course. but as the heavenly smell of breakfast finds your nose, you also notice the new set of temple robes at the end of your bed, inviting you to join their ranks
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artistfingers · 4 months
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an unstable equilibrium [ao3] by artistfingers
Danny Phantom | T | Gen | 12,002 words
Tags: No One Knows AU, Hazmat AU, mild morbid imagery, ghost senses, Banter, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton (well. morally gray parents jack and maddie fenton), Morbid Imagery, Discussions of death, lots of nature metaphors and similes
Here it is!! My fic is up for @ecto-implosion 2023!! I worked with the amazingly talented @tanglepelt, whose two (two!!) illustrations for this project can be found here as well as in the fic <3
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modernart2012 · 2 years
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Chapter 3 is up!!!!
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blueboxbeagle · 22 days
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By LabradoriteKing on Pinterest
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ad-wills · 4 months
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yeehawpim · 7 months
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a comic about fix-it fanfics
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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charlesoberonn · 11 months
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joytri · 5 months
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ursulaklegay · 6 months
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its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%
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mamaangiwine · 4 months
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I don't think many people realize how much they've been turned into a bunch of casually cynical jerks.
Someone may come to their parents and say "I want to write a book" and their parents will say "it's really hard to get published".
Someone might confide in their sibling and say "I want to sell my art on "x" platform" and that sibling will say "do you know how many people you'd be competing with? Do you know how many shops are even on that platform?"
I know a kid who once told his best friend "I think I wanna start a dnd podcast" and the friend was like "do you know what the word "oversaturation" means?"
Personally, I don't know why any of that matters? And even if it did, perhaps your response should be "Do it! Do it and see where it goes!"
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softartemisart · 6 months
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getting fattened up by someone unwittingly.
maybe my barista has been adding a little extra syrup or a little extra cream to my order every time i come in. i come more often as the drinks just seem to get better and better every time i have them.
my neighbour always seems to make too much of whatever they make. they bring round containers of delicious meals, insisting that no, really, you'd be doing me a favour taking this off my hands. i don't notice that their offerings get more frequent as time goes on, or that the serving sizes get larger incrementally.
my partner brings home sweet treats and snacks all the time, leaving them about the house. they indulge in them themself, of course, but it's mostly for me to graze on, unconsciously. my hand is never far from a bag of crisps or a chocolate bar. im never hungry at home anymore, thanks to my constant snacking.
and im left confused, wondering if my clothes shrunk in the wash or if im really that damn fat now. and meanwhile, my secret feeder gets to admire their handiwork as my body gets so round and soft, jiggling with every step, growing heavier and heavier with every passing day.
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artistfingers · 11 months
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I drew this while @dp-belongs-in-a-hoodie and i were writing proximal ch. 1 and never posted it 🫣
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dragonbleps · 7 months
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what artists dont tell you is that every compliment is actually 100 compliments because they'll go back to re-read it 100 times and it'll make them feel fuzzy all over again every single time
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burntblueberrywaffles · 8 months
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[I.D. an edited pyramid graph of maslow's hierarchy of needs where large text covering every section of basic, psychological and self-fulfillment needs read "people online telling me they like the thing i made". end I.D.] (image description by @lemondoddle )
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ad-wills · 7 months
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