#tw body shaming

[angelsdean]

a very specific headcanon i have that i've just written into one of my longer wips (so you won't see the scene for an age) is that john is kinda a dick abt food and dean's eating habits. and he's just. so oblivious to the amount that his kids are suffering when he's gone. because dean sure as hell is not gonna bring up how the money is never enough, how they're near starving toward the end of some weeks. how they've relied on charity more than once. so when john comes back and gets them big full meals and dean especially practically inhales his food (bc he's hungrier, bc he's given more of his portions to sammy) john chides him to slow down, it'll make himself sick etc etc. but dean struggles. and he's always SO eager for burgers and pie and carb-y filling things. because he's starving. but he gets a reputation for "eating junk." john teases him for it. or berates him for it when he's feeling especially mean. when dean's older, stanford era, and they meet up for a hunt and get lunch dean still digs into his food a little too quickly, he asks the waitress for pie with a little too much gusto, and john shakes his head, laughing, saying it's a good thing dean's a hunter, it's a good thing he's got the grueling work to keep him fit or else all those burgers and pies would've definitely caught up to him by now. laughs at how dean still eats too fast, "you've done that since you were a kid. never grew out of it, huh?" and dean bites his cheek, bites back a remark about why he always ate so fast, why he's still always squirreling away food and jumping at every "free food" "free samples" opportunity even now when money is easier to come by

#reading stonelions' if only maybe and then yesterday reminded me of this specific headcanon #i don't know what to tag this but i feel i need to put some tw's #so ask to tag if i missed something #tw food insecurity #tw food issues #tw childhood neglect #tw body shaming #fuck john winchester #young dean

[transmascrage]

TW for discussion of eating disorders and body shaming

Since I had this exchange with @krispykrememothnuts I thought I'd look more into this:

And yeah, the fashion industry has an issue with making clothes that fit short men and fat men.

This is something that affects transmascs and cis men.

The fashion industry isn't friendly to any fat person but I think it tends to be more lenient towards short women because it's more acceptable for them to be short.

Meanwhile, men should be tall according to the beauty standard.

We know that eating disorders are extremely common among cis men and transmascs (Cis men: Source 1, Source 2, Source 3. Trans men: Source 1, Source 2. Gay men: Source 1, Source 2, Source 3.)

And it doesn't help that all the representation in fashion that we get are tall dudes with abs that can (usually) only be achieved through dehydration, restricting diets and intensive work-outs. And that it's considered acceptable to make fun of people for their height, weight, hairline, face, as long as it's men.

And as I mentioned in the comment, not being able to find men's clothes that fit me I have to buy women's clothes that make me dysphoric and usually show my bra or binder straps, which immediately clocks me as not-a-man.

It's also important to note that a TERF talking point is that transmascs transition because of eating disorders. While it's possible that gender dysphoria and eating disorders have a link, it's not a cause-effect situation, i's more of a comorbid condition.

Looking into transmasc eating disorders could disprove this TERF theory but alas no one cares enough about transmascs to do a research only about our experience with eating disorders and trans people are usually treated as a homogenous group.

#lgbtq #lgbtq community #transmasc #transunitism #transandrophobia #tw eating issues #tw ed #fatphobia #tw body shaming #vs cis people who get to have nuance in the discussion #or rather cis women #and i refuse to look up on tumblr oh no satan you won't have me

[coffygifs]

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[angrelysimpping]

A dick comparison party with Whitney (Pretty big), Kylar (Comically oversized) and Robin (Micro) with f/pc as judge.

DoL Relationships; AMAB Kylar, Robin, and Whitney, he/him; AFAB Reader, you/you and she/her; general Whitney assholery; some body shaming from Whitney

“C’mon, don’t be a pussy about it!” Whitney has Kylar on the ground, fighting to pull down Kylar’s uniform trousers. 

“Piss off,” Kylar spits, writhing wildly on the ground, trying to throw Whitney off him.

You watch, stunned at the situation.

“You already fuckin’ agreed to it! Why are you struggling?” Whitney manages to get Kylar’s trousers down to his knees.

“I agreed to show her, n-not you!” Kylar hisses, keeping hold of his clothes.

Robin leans against you, “We can still leave."

“Whitney would hunt us down and make us do this in the hall,” you replay, not taking your eyes off Whitney and Kylar.

“Ha!” Whitney tosses Kylar’s trousers across the room, “Nice briefs, freak.”

Kylar’s face goes dark red at Whitney’s words. 

“Do you need more help?” Whitney asks, reaching for the hem of Kylar’s briefs. 

"S-stop it! I'll do it! Get off!"

Whitney climbs off Kylar, a smug smile across his face. Kylar scrambles to his feet, hands covering his crotch. 

"Aw, is the creep shy?" Whitney mocks. 

"Sh-shut up! Why do I have to go first?"

"'Cause I said so."

"I could go first," Robin offers.

"No," Whitney doesn’t even glance at Robin as he speaks. "Freaks first."

Kylar is shaking as all eyes come to rest on him. You try to catch his eye to give him some kind of reassurance, but Kylar keeps his head down. His hands tremble as he tugs off his briefs to expose himself. 

You clench involuntarily at the sight. 

"God, even his cock is freakish," Whitney laughs. 

Kylar tries to cover himself but fails, his hands too small and his cock too large. 

"No wonder you’re a fucking virgin, who'd want that inside them?" Whitney continues. 

Even though you hate the way Whitney phrased it, you can't help but agree with him a little bit. Just looking at Kylar's dick is making your pussy ache at the thought of it stretching you out. It would definitely hurt without some kind of prep work. 

Kylar starts to pull his briefs back up and Whitney turns, focusing on Robin. 

"You're up, loser."

"Do I really..." Robin starts but trails off when Whitney takes a step toward him.

Robin pulls down his school shorts and underwear in one movement. 

Whitney lets out another laugh, running a hand through his hair, seemingly in disbelief. "That's closer to a clit than a dick."

Robin's face goes pink but he doesn't try to cover himself like Kylar had. 

"Slut would barely feel it if you stuck it in her by surprise!" Whitney goes on with malicious glee. 

You feel heat creep up your face at Whitney’s crass comment. 

Robin's dick is small, but it's also cute. You’re sure if you said that out loud, Whitney would use it against Robin.

There's something about Robin's cock that makes you want to take it into your mouth, to play with it with your tongue. 

Kissable. 

Robin's cock was kissable. 

"Size isn't everything," Robin says, pulling up his shorts. 

"Says the guy with a midget dick."

“Says the guy who made everyone else go first,” you cut in, wanting to knock Whitney down a peg. “Why is that Whitney? Got stage fright? Performance anxiety?”

You only know that your words bother Whitney by the tightness of his smile. 

“Nah,” he says, locking eyes with you, “saving the best for last.” Whitney doesn't break eye contact as he undoes his belt with practiced ease.

Goddamnit.

Whitney had a nice-looking dick. It was larger than average in both length and girth, but not so big as to worry about it hurting too much. 

“Like what you see?”

You tear your eyes off Whitney’s cock. He’s watching you, a hungry air about him. 

“Wanna taste?” he asks, giving himself a lazy stroke. 

“T-that's not what we agreed to!” Kylar calls from the other side of the room, having found his trousers. 

“We agreed she’d get to pick.” Whitney counters, never taking his eyes off you. 

“Who had the best penis,” Robin butts in, “not who to have sex with!”

“Same difference,” Whitney says with a shrug. “C’mon slut," he gives you a lecherous grin, "make your pick.”

Kylar (+++Love --Jealousy | --Confidence | --Dominance)

Robin (++Love ++Confidence | +++Jealousy | --Dominance)

Whitney (+++Love +++Dominance | +++Jealousy | ---Confidence)

I can’t decide (+/-?)

#degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #robin the orphan #kylar the loner #tw body shaming #cw body shaming

[pinkandpurple360]

Omg another thing-

I know this probably the least of the problems in Helluva but,, I'm really hung up on the fatphobia.

I'm kinda chubby and have been my whole life, and my genetics don't help lol. But I work out and try to be somewhat healthy (as a come student who lives across the street from a Taco Bell lmaoo)

But to be real for a sec, Loona's jokes towards Moxxie are just always out of nowhere and are always malicious. Blitzø has no problem when it comes to that but when someone fat shames Fizz, it's over??

Like I'm sorry but what's the metric? And why are people even making fun of Moxxie's weight to begin with?? It just seems like a really unecessary gag that just leads to character inconsistensy. Not to mention the fatphobic stereotypes associated with Mammon (even if they're minor and not totally addressed).

Idk. Like I said before, I just want the show to be and do better. Some of these characters are comfort characters to me, but there's always that insecurity of "oof but some would bully the shit out of me"

It's dumb. Sorry for oversharing lol (please don't answer if you feel uncomfortable with that, and I apologize in advance in case it bothers you)

By all means if something is ever hurtful or uncomfortable for you please don’t feel any need to minimise that. A lot of people have had the same sentiment. No one has the right to judge you over your body hon you don’t have to explain anything to me. Be kind to yourself always ok ? 💙

Weight shaming a person is nasty. Making it a running gag is even nastier. And they only ever say that to make Moxie shut up when he’s trying to point something out, or criticise someone’s choices. He’s allowed to be annoyed at Loona for being a bad employee, she’s only there out of nepotism. And he’s usually right in his assessments. Loona and Blitz just can’t take criticism at all. They can’t admit that this setup isn’t working.

With Mammon, going by the fandoms reactions we’re supposed to point and laugh at his weight…mock him for weight shaming others not because weight shaming is bad but because you can only do that to people if you’re thin?? Idk. People focus on his weight more so than his abuse of other people. Fat jokes are so out.

#tw fat shaming #tw body shaming #helluva boss critical #mammon

[seasaltandcopper]

Humiliation Prompts Pt 2

As requested by anon, here’s part 2. These are all presented as sfw by default (but can be interpreted otherwise if that’s your preference)

Humiliate them by:

⇢ Washing out their mouth with soap

⇢ Making them wear a list or symbol of their crimes

⇢ Making them ask permission for all basic needs (drinking, sleeping, bathing, using the bathroom, etc) Bonus: make attaining these conditional or even arbitrary

⇢ Hand feeding them scraps

⇢ Keeping them restrained or confined long enough they wet/soil themselves. Bonus: leave them in their own filth longer as punishment for the mess

⇢ Refusing to let them dress/undress themselves

⇢ Feeding them dog or cat food

⇢ Bathing or washing them by hand

⇢ Touching scars or recent marks and making them recount how they got each one

⇢ Displaying them as an art piece. Bonus: strip them first, or bind them in a stress position

⇢ Making them cry in front of the person they’d be most mortified to see them like that

⇢ Refusing to let them wear clothes

⇢ Mocking them for parts of their appearance they can’t change (scars, marks, weight, physique, etc)

⇢ Forcing them to sleep on the floor

⇢ Having them select and cut a branch before switching them with it

⇢ Keeping them in a cell with transparent walls

⇢ Boxing them up and returning them weeks later, bound and gagged, on someone’s doorstep. Bonus: include photos or videos of what happened during those missing weeks

⇢ Spitting in their food

⇢ Cleaning the filth from a pair of shoes with their clothes or bedding

⇢ Adorning them with body piercings. Bonus: ring piercing + a chain to lead them around

⇢ Enforcing a particular level of grooming (shaving, trimming, waxing, etc)

⇢ Playing dress up with them like they’re a living doll

⇢ Ordering them to scrub floors/latrines with a toothbrush

⇢ Eating a fancy meal in front of them after they’ve been starved for days. Bonus: drop a bite or two on the floor for them to lick up

⇢ Denying them entry or services at a public place (restaurant, store, hospital, library, etc)

⇢ Making them take punishments for someone else

⇢ Throwing spoiled food, rocks, or trash at them

⇢ Dumping them in a muddy ditch after a bad beating

⇢ Leaving them bound in a dumpster on a hot day

⇢ Assigning them a difficult project, then destroying it once they finish. Bonus: make them do it over again

#whump prompts #humiliation prompts #prompt list #whump prompt list #writing prompts #whump #whump ask prompts #tw unsanitary #tw intimate whumper #tw body shaming #ask to tag #breadcrumbs #these also double as ask game prompts so have fun

[fitzrove]

Why is he so narrow ajsjjdjd. People really were built like stick figures in the 19th century

I guess partly it's genetic, like FJ isn't the most robustly built guy either when you look at pictures from his youth, but it's so wild to me. like the uniform is doing a lot of work in this photo but you can still see that you could put that man's upper body through a sheet mangle and he would come out the same

#its so funny looking at pics of my farmer ancestors and they were a lot more well fed than rudolf. the literal crown prince of austria fjjfj #tw body shaming #i'm sorry i have no qualms about it when its crown prince rudolf ajajsjjdjf

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

*buries my face in his chest and cries it out*

Been having some body image issues and it's been messing with me pretty badly.... I know who I want to be. It's so complicated... Vanilla and Bel would reassure me that they don't find my body repulsive. I personally like the way I look. I want to remain confident.

I keep remembering bad things. I hate being reminded that I'm not desirable or attractive because of the way I look. I still think about it and it still makes me feel bad. I get it, people don't like my body or my face. I know you don't find people who look like me appealing or attractive in any way shape or form. I know, I hear you loud and clear. Jeez. This should be in the past, why can't I just get over it? I want to get over it.

Listen, I don't want to change my entire body and face. I want to finally be happy with who I am and with what I got. I like taking selfies, I like dressing up, I like feeling handsome and cute and pretty and sexy. I need those shitty memories and feelings to just go away.

I know I've talked about something similar before. It's so stupid and small but it affects me so greatly. I already suffer from gender dysphoria, I don't need more body image issues to resurface. The only thing I want done to my body is gender affirming care and maybe more tattoos.

I'm just venting my frustrations...

I hate when negative feelings resurface. I get compliments on my outfits and my appearance every now and then, shouldn't this satisfy my mind? Shouldn't that get rid of those horrible feelings? I hate the feeling of bodily shame. I hate crying over stupid stuff like this...

I don't know... But Vanilla and Bel will always find me attractive. They're here to make me feel better when negative memories come back. They always make me feel attractive and desirable, they want me to wear cool or cute or revealing outfits. They want me to be confident. They don't like it when I'm insecure about my appearance... But they also know that they just need to let me feel my feelings and it'll pass soon... Then I'll be confident again 🩵💙💜

#light vent #might delete later #body image issues #tw body image issues #ask to tag #i really want this to be the last time i talk about this subject... #tw body shaming #just rambling on and on pretty much...

[willowthighpillow]

Imagine losing the genetic literally and being born a male 😭 no wonder trans women kill themselves so much, I would too if I had to have a hulking, stinky hairy body

These are the people who say they do it to protect children.

These are the people who say they're feminist.

These are the people who say bodyshaming is bad.

You are the problem. You're the one endangering children.

You're not feminist, you just hate men. Feminism is equal rights between all genders. This is just plain disgusting.

And you think body shaming is bad until the moment it's not about you or people you percieve as women. Women have body hair, don't they? Women can be big, can't they? Women can smell bad, can't they? But the moment it's not a cis woman, you all leave in a mob and scream "Burn the witch".

You're the problem, don't go playing hero by destroying a story of happiness.

And fuck you body hair and being big and smelling bad is fucking awesome who gives a shit about what your dumbass thinks

#tw transphobes #tw transfobia #tw transmysoginy #tw transandrophobia #transphobes #tw body shaming #body shaming #anon hate

[theflagscene]

This makes me so sad, Sammy is so gorgeous and only 26 years old! But she says she’s ‘old now’ and has decided that it’s time for a ‘new’ Sammy. I know she’s in the business where beauty standards are absolutely insane, and the pressure she is under to be able to get leading roles is hard. She’s been constantly cast as the ‘fat’ girl for as long as I can remember, there’s even a scene in LBC where the boys call her an elephant! So between the horrible weight shaming she experiences and her adorably round cheeks being called pudgy, she’s now decided at 26 to get plastic surgery. Listen, I’m all for people doing what they want with their bodies, plastic surgery is your choice, do it if you want it. But the way Sammy spoke about it on her IG, it just came off more like she felt like she ‘needed’ it to help her career opposed to genuinely wanting it for her own reasons. I wish her a speedy recovery ❤️‍🩹

#sammy coates #samantha coates #plastic surgery #tw plastic surgery #tw body shaming

[blvd-sys]

Justin is the fucking problem. We need to kill Justin.

#STOP FUCKING TELLING ME IM GONNA END UP 400+ POUNDS AND DIABETIC!!!! STOP MAKING FUN OF ME FOR HAVING BODY HAIR STOP MAKING FUN OF MY QUIRKS #I AM ALLOWED TO ENJOY FOOD I AM ALLOWED TO LOVE MY BODY STOP FUCKING SHAMING ME FOR IT #STOP MAKING ME FEEL LIKE SHIT JUST BECAUSE YOURE AN INSECURE BIGOTED CONSERVATIVE PIECE OF SHIT WITH NO FUCKING LIFE #GOD I HOPE WE BOTH DIE AND GET PUT IN DIFFERENT SPOTS IN HELL #horrorsposting #tw fatphobia #tw body shaming #Ask to tag

[anxious-witch]

Hello Večernji List, whoever is letting that godawful host question Baby Lasagna about his weight and asking why he was a fat child, I just want to talk

#rio rambles #tw body shaming #baby lasagna #what the actual fuck ehy is this man even allowed to make an interview anywhere

[are-they-all-sims]

The Weaver Residence, Evening Time

(Bridget's POV)

As time slowly crawls to my wedding day with Andrew, I spend my free time doing my usual activities but also decide to try some cooking.

I love painting! I spent most of my childhood and teenager years painting and doing arts and crafts. Being an only child did have it perks.

However, I am not very good at cooking. Mama doesn't want me in the kitchen too much because she thinks it will make me over-eat and gain weight. For some reason, no matter how much I diet and exercise, I just can't get as thin as Mama. I think this is just how my body is, but Mama seems to think I'm just lazy.

Since I'm going to be a wife and homemaker soon, though, I have to learn how to cook. Andrew will expect homemade meals and if I can't cook for him I'll be useless!

I've been going to bed early to make the days go by faster. Can't wait to be a wife!

~Bridget

#weaver family #the sims #sims 4 #simblr #fundie sims #fundie simblr #tw body shaming

[angrelysimpping]

I Can't Decide!

[Start]

AMAB Kylar, Robin, and Whitney, he/him; AFAB Reader, you/you, she/her; oral, reader giving; group sex; uuuuh, fourway? foursome? at what point does it just become an orgy?; anal fingering, NPC receiving, NPC giving; some snowballing; more body shaming from Whitney; Reader gets called things like: slut, whore, and good girl

Words: 2041

“Greedy whore,” Whitney says, grabbing you by the back of your head.

"Don't!" Kylar is across the room in an instant, latching onto Whitney's arm. 

"She said she couldn't choose," Whitney says, seemingly unbothered by Kylar, forcing you to bend over. You grab onto Whitney's hips, trying to keep him from bringing your mouth level with his cock. "She needs some hands-on experience."

"Don't I get a say?" You ask. 

Whitney jerks his hips forward enough to brush the fat head of his cock against your lips, "You got your chance."

"Let her go!" Robin appears on Whitney's other side. He's clutching a heavy-looking textbook, holding it as if he's about to smack Whitney. 

"I want to," you manage to say. 

The boys freeze.

Whitney recovers first, dragging you forward to press his cock to your mouth. 

This time, you let him, parting your lips and letting his cock glide over your tongue. 

Kylar lets go of Whitney, eyes wide and breathing heavy as he watches you take the bully into your mouth. Robin stands frozen, book still clutched in a white-knuckled grip.

You lock eyes with Kylar, turmoil bubbling under his skin as he watches you. But, he’s hard, cock tenting in his briefs. You reach out to him, beckoning him closer and, when he’s finally in reach, tugging him down to his knees next to you. 

All it takes is you lifting the hem of your skirt, flashing your bare pussy, your arousal clear as day, glistening on your thighs. Kylar scrambles to get behind you, kneeling with his chest to your back as you continue to suck Whitney off. 

Kylar’s small hands rest on your hips, blunt nails digging into your flesh as he tries to get into position. You expect Kylar to line himself up with you, to sink into you, the thought of the delicious burn of him stretching you out making warmth pool in your gut. He doesn't. He slides through your folds, nudging your clit with the blunt tip of his cock. 

Kylar keeps rutting between your lips, occasionally pulling back enough to catch your twitching hole, but always resisting the temptation to push into you. You groan every time he comes in contact with your clit, the bundle of nerves getting more sensitive with each pass. The sound pulls low moans from Whitney each time, the vibrations traveling up his cock and making his brain go fuzzy. 

You could hear them talking if you tried, focused over the dizzying pleasure. Kylar, mumbling soft apologies for not fucking you properly, not wanting anyone else to see how you’d look or hear how you’d sound. Whitney, swearing under his breath, spitting filth between groans as he bucks his hips forward. Robin…Robin?

You pull off Whitney’s cock with a soft pop. Whitney makes a guttural sound in the back of his throat, hand twisting into your hair and yanking your face forward to press into his crotch.

One hand on Whitney's hip, the other lazily pumping his cock, he keeps your face pressed to his thigh as you gaze at Robin, your eyes half-lidded as you struggle to focus on the other orphan. He’s still holding the textbook, but now it rests in front of his groin, covering what you had no doubt was a cute little bulge. 

“R-Robin,” you sigh and Robin shudders, grip on the book tightening. You yelp as Kylar nips at your shoulder, apparently displeased at you calling out for the other orphan. You giggle, pressing back against the loner as you continue to gaze at Robin. “Come, ah, c-come here.” 

Robin only hesitates for a moment before obeying, inching closer to you. 

“G-good boy.”

Robin’s face goes red at your words, Whitney huffing a laugh at Robin’s reaction while Kylar again gives you a sharp nip for praising the other boy. You let go of Whitney’s cock, letting it rest against your face, idly mouthing at his shaft as you reach out to Robin. His grip on the textbook falters and it’s easy for you to tug it from his hands, tossing it to the side. You were right about the small bulge, the sight making you grin. Before Robin can try to cover himself with his hands, you grab his shorts. 

“P-please?”

Robin falters, eyes darting between you, Whitney, and Kylar.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Whitney grabs Robin’s shorts and yanks them down.

His cock isn’t any larger hard than it was soft, though it’s such a pretty sight, flushed and pink, leaking pre. You want to swallow it, feel it resting on your tongue.

Whitney yanks on your hair, demanding your attention. You take him back into your mouth, wrapping a hand around Robin’s dick and bucking back onto Kylar as best you can.

It’s disorienting, the three of them. Robin whining and squirming as you jerk him off. Whitney calling you a slut for doing this while all but fucking your mouth. Kylar muttering how he loves you, how he’ll take you away from everyone else while rutting between your thighs, staining the soft skin with his pre. In a way, you let yourself go, chasing pleasure in every way you can. 

You don’t notice how Whitney’s hand has disappeared behind Robin until he makes a small, half-choked sound.

“D-don’t-” “Shut up,” Whitney snaps, cutting Robin off. Robin’s dick twitches in your hand, and you know what must be happening, that Whitney’s toying with Robin’s ass, maybe even fingering it open. Something about the thought of Whitney's strong, calloused fingers sinking into your childhood friend’s ass makes you shudder, moaning on Whitney’s cock.

Whitney shivers, letting out a breathy laugh as his hips buck forward and make you gag.

With a grunt, Whitney yanks your head back, leaving you to stare up at the bully wide-eyed. “Too much for you, slut?” 

“N-no, I-” you don’t get much further before Whitney is manhandling Robin, forcing him to take his place in front of you. 

“C’mon then, I’ll give you a break. Ain’t I sweet? Gonna let this virgin get his first blow job from a grade-A slut like you.”

“D-don’t call her that,” Kylar snaps, glaring at Whitney from over your shoulder. Whitney doesn’t respond, just giving the loner a sharp grin as his hand rest on Robin’s hips, urging him forward until his dick is pressing against your mouth.  

He tastes different from Whitney. It really shouldn’t surprise you, but he does. Tastes different and feels different, his small dick easily fitting in your mouth. Easy to take right down to the base and swallow, nose pressed into thin pubs, the scent of your best friend surrounding you. 

Robin chokes above you, face red as you look up at him. Whitney rests his chin on the other boy’s shoulder, mouth moving as he mutters filth into Robin’s ear, idly grinding his cock into the orphan’s hip. You can’t hear the bully, his words lost in Kylar’s near chanting of how he loves you, in the sound of your tongue swirling around Robin. 

“I’m, I’m g-gonna-” 

Whitney rips Robin away from you with a laugh, “Shrimp dick and a quick shot, huh? Figures.” Whitney takes his place back in front of you, not giving you a moment to catch your breath before shoving his spit-slick cock back down your throat. “‘Course, can’t be helped when it’s my slut, huh? Good girl knows the best way to suck cock, don’t you?” Kylar snarls again at Whitney, but you don’t mind, face burning as Whitney’s eyes bore into yours.

You grab Robin by the hip, not letting him get too far away before you take his cock in hand again, fumbling to start up a steady rhythm between Kylar’s frantic humping between your thighs and Whitney’s brutal thrusts into your mouth. Eventually, you find a rhythm between the three: shuddering as Kylar occasionally brushes your clit; letting your throat relax as much as possible to take Whitney’s cock; pumping Robin's cock, brushing the pink, leaking head against your cheek.

Without warning, one of Kylary’s hands leaves your hip, snaking around you to brush over your clit. His movements are clumsy, inexperienced, but he soon figures out what to do. It’s almost like he’s mimicking how you touch yourself, late at night in the privacy of your bedroom. The thought is chased from your mind as he presses the head of his cock against your hole, nudging it open while his fingers toy with your clit. 

Your orgasm is quick and sudden, hole clenching around the thick tip of Kylar’s dick, moaning on Whitney’s cock, hand pausing in jerking Robin off. 

Kylar cums soon after, face pressed into your neck, not caring how close he is to Whiney’s cock as he mumbles into your skin. He keeps his tip pressed right against your entrance as he cums, some of his seed finding its way inside you even as most of it spends itself on your thighs. 

Kylar all but lays against you as Whitney continues to fuck your mouth, thin, heaving chest pressed to your back. No matter how hard you try, you’re still gagging, tears streaming freely down your cheeks. A few tears cling to your lashes as you peek up at Whitney. He says a soft fuck under his breath, the only warning you get before he presses his hips flush to your face, nose smushed against his groin, and warm, salty cum filling your mouth. He keeps you pressed there, leaving no other option than to swallow his seed. 

Whitney pulls you back by your hair, staring down at you with a satisfied smirk.

“Show me your tongue, slut”

You don’t think, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue, showing the bully how you’d swallowed every drop of his cum. Whitney grunts in approval, letting go of your hair and stepping back from where you kneel on the floor.

Free from the bully, you turn your full attention to Robin.

The soft shlick of your hand working his shaft fills the room as you pick up speed. “Think you can cum for me, Robin?”

He makes a strained sound, a cross between a whimper and a moan as he nods at your words. It’s not much later that he spills in your hand, shivering and whining, cute cock twitching in your hand before coating your palm in warm semen. A few drops land on your flushed face. Without thought, you flick your tongue out, collecting the mess on your cheek, salty cum and tears mixing together as you swallow.  

Robin stumbles back, having to support himself on a desk as you stay on your knees, leaning into Kylar as he keeps mumbling. You can’t make out a single word the loner is saying, his lips brushing over your skin as he keeps talking. With a sigh, you turn your head, catching Kylar by surprise as you press your mouth to his in a long, lazy kiss.

“Gross,” Whitney says, sneering as he fixes his clothes. 

Kylar breaks the kiss, glaring at the bully, about to snap back when the bell rings to end lunch. 

Whitney laughs at the panic that flashes across Kylar’s face as he scrambles to get you dressed before anyone comes into the classroom, Robin trying to help only to have his fluttering hands swiped at by the loner. He doesn’t try to help you or the others get presentable, sauntering to the door without a care in the world, fishing out a cigarette from his shirt pocket.

“Later, sluts,” he calls before leaving, letting the door hang open as he goes.

“I-I’ll walk you to history?” Kylar asks, helping you stand. 

You nod, leaning against Kylar and grabbing Robin’s hand so he walks with you. You don’t have to see the glare the loner shoots your friend to know it’s there, but you can’t find it in yourself to care at the moment, placating Kylar with a kiss to his cheek and whispering thank you. 

It works. Or, it works enough, the loner buzzing in delight as he guides you from the classroom, content enough with your affections to tolerate your finger’s laced through Robin’s as the three of you walk down the hall.

#kylar the loner #robin the orphan #whitney the bully #tw multiple partners #cw multiple partners #tw body shaming #cw body shaming

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and she hits number 5 at the next ranking fuck you very much

thanks anon!!! this wasn’t originally about weight but i have bones to pick and this was a nice outlet. hope that’s ok 🥰

#tw fatphobia #tw body shaming #tw fat shaming #tw incel #bnha #incorrect bnha quotes #mha #chat fic #incorrect my hero academia quotes #headcanon #twitter #social media #incorrect bnha #anon soup #group chat #bnha incorrect quotes #sourced #incorrect quote #ochako uraraka

[ribbonpinky-art]

want to cry!!!!!! fatphobia makes me want to cry so hard

a cute pic of Seiran and chubby Ringo, then boom next panel Seiran is making Ringo do situps whilst poking her belly. stabbed straight into my heart

#its so fkcing hard being triggered by smth so inescapable #also good on yall for making seiran a fatphobic piece of shit. is that cute and funny to you? what is the appeal here? #its cause u hate us right? ik that. we dont have the right to exist in a not-thin form ik that youd do anything to make us dissapear #if i had a friend that made me try to lose weight.. if they told me my body looked bad.. they would simply not be my friend #im so sorry. im very sad and angry and hurt hurt hurt #here come the waterworks wheeeeee #unfollowed the person i saw it from... i cant stay around ppl like that even if theyre friends w my friends #i cant do this. and mirrin warned me itll get so much worse due to new years resolutions. im so sad. i cant take it #pls make it stop pls let us just exist we are not bad or wrong for existing #fuck should i put trigger warnings.... #tw fatphobia #tw body shaming #idk what else to put #god its so much more that body shaming. its abuse. its oppression. discrimination. cruelty on a global scale