Can I Try Something? If You're In The V/ Ore Community Here, Please Reblog?

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Can I try something? If you're in the v/ ore community here, please reblog?

No pressure to of course, but looking back so much of the community has broken apart or left and I'd just really like to see how many people are still around, if we can make anything from this.

SUBMIT TO YOUR SELF-INDULGENT URGES 👀👀👀

AND I DEMAND TO SEE SOME CONTENT FOR THIS UP AND COMING OTP

What happens when you like a canon character but have no one to pair them with? WHY, CREATE SOMEONE TO FILL THE SPOT, OF COURSE!

Yeah so I got a sudden itch for the sumo anime H.inomaru S.umo again, but ran into the problem again of not having anyone to really play feeder opposite to S.ada M.izuki (which you might remember me doing some art of him here.) So uh… whipped up this ill-tempered tsundere, Haruki Tamura! Hopefully I can expound on ideas and use him to do some more drawing :’D

hey guys, i’m really in need of some help. my grandmother died saturday and i need to raise money for her funeral. if you can’t donate then please share and spread the word, i would really appreciate it.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/zhr62-my-grandmothers-funeral

... I... wrote a little story to go with this glorious gift OTL/////

It was a simple enough plan. At least, that’s what the seraph thought at first. Sorey, the shepherd, had come to the town they were located at and true to his generous nature, he offered to help them in their time of need.

The seraph only wished to stop the recent outbreak of rumors that were spreading through their home; that the seraphim weren’t real. They just wanted some help in proving the naysayers wrong. Anything would’ve worked for them, they were open to ideas. Anything to have their existence recognized again.

… well, at least that’s what they initially felt. Once the plan was under way, the seraph started to have second thoughts; it was definitely a great way for people to know that they were really there, no question, but… Did Sorey really have to go this far for them?

The shepherd was proudly walking through the town, smiling and waving to enthusiastic followers and starstruck citizens. It wasn’t everyday a town was blessed by the presence of the new shepherd and his team, but that wasn’t necessarily what they were entirely excited about either. In fact, most of their attention was focused on his abdomen in particular, where once was a flat, toned stomach, Sorey was now sporting a large, round belly, which wobbled and jostled with every step he took. And it wasn’t particularly quiet either, as it sloshed and gurgled noisily as he went about his day in the town.

Sorey was quite proud of the plan he had come up with to help this seraph in their time of need, and was quite thrilled by the attention they seemed to be getting as well. The shepherd would encourage people to come up to his belly and touch it to feel the seraph inside, even rub and press their ear to the surface of his taut stomach if they’d like. The seraph couldn’t deny that this method was effective, but nonetheless they couldn’t help but question it and feel rather decently embarrassed about the whole thing.

But one thing the both of them had underestimated was Sorey’s appetite. The brunette’s belly grumbled hungrily, still wanting more food. It didn’t help that Sorey would often walk past food stalls and carts, the local tavern, and the occasional bakery during his stroll, so he couldn’t help but think about the local delicacies that he could indulge in.

Luckily for him, and rather embarrassingly for the seraph in his gut, his rumbling belly was heard by several of the citizens. Soon enough, the shepherd was being offered all sorts of food to help him with his hunger, from store bought gels to home cooked meals. Sorey would end up finding himself heading back to the inn with a much heavier gut leading his way, bouncing and glorshing as he walked. Sorey patted his belly as he munched on a fresh baked good. “Mmph, well… I don’t think anyone can deny your existence in there!” He said, as if recounting how successful the past few days had been. The seraph couldn’t help but feel a mix of happy, yet flustered by this however.

Sorey chuckled, offering his apologies to the seraph within, stifling a burp with one hand while stroking the side of his big, exposed belly with the other. The seraph couldn’t be mad with him, as he was doing them such a kind favour, and they really didn’t overly mind anyway. Sorey carefully hoisted him and his large gut on to his bed, which creaked under the weight, and slowly rubbed the top of his round belly as he drifted to sleep.

@itsawrites has been in a zzzesty-ria kind of mood, particularly one character who isn’t s.orey at all about– okayi’llstop.

I think the headcanon they had was that S/orey comes up with a VERY fun way to prove the existence of seraphim, so here he be toting around his cute friend~

Fat Rappa x Fatgum *wink* *wink* ;)

No way he can keep up~

I just really love extended stays in bellies ok shhhhhhh