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I was thinking the Tobey’s movie with the doc Ock pred and Norman Osborn prey but it is fine if you don’t write it

It's a good idea don't get me wrong it's just this specific au is centered more around the MCU with the Tom spiderman. While yes NWH does feature all of them I'd have to confirm with the owner of the blog if that's okay!

-Snexy

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Thinking about all the goofy vore content if Peter and Scott in Civil war. Like yknow that part where Peter is really hurt and keeps trying to get back up, insisting he can keep fighting but Tony tells him to stay down?

Imagine Scott seeing that going on and is like “That kid’s injured, can’t get up, and he’s laying on the pavement in the middle of a battlefield. To hell with ‘sides’ nobody needs to die here.” And scoops him up right in front of Tony- ending Peter’s refusal to quit by gulping him down and protecting him from becoming a casualty.

Hopefully Scott was able to ease Tony’s panic relatively fast. Even though Scott shrunk to a less taxing size (mini-giant) he’s still exhausted and almost delirious from fighting at 65ft and wants nothing more than a good nap now that he’s done fighting and has a warm heavy weight in his gut to satisfy the hunger that always comes with size shifting…

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Hi is this blog still alive?

It is!

I just don't have the writing talent to answer most asks

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ALL HAIL AN OLD GOOD CLASSIC!!!!🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

NSFW & KINK: do not interact, reblog, or repost.

The long awaited remake of a comic I made all the way back in 2019!!! It was- and still is- one of my most well known artworks. One I look back on very fondly.

Recreating this allowed me to showcase my growth and development in skills over time, and I boy what a difference it is. Thanks to all of y’all who’ve been along for the ride for this entire journey, and here’s to many more in the future!

And OFC here’s the original

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This is my ST blog

Asks are now open! Ask away!

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I'm alive!

There for, asks are open!

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Pred Doc Ock and prey Norman Osborn one shot?

Hmmm I feel like this is a noice prompt but we're more focused on mostly the MCU pre NWH (idk if we're even accounting for the new mcu movies??)

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has loki ever nommed thor before?

Hmmm I (the Snail) am going to say yes, because ya know we all know Thor has at the very least fucked up very badly once which resulted in a nomf win by Loki (that or he's just being a good big brother and letting loki 'win' )

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Did Loki nom Peter?

At this point everyone has nommed the poor spider child

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Pred Gamora and Prey Quill oneshot please??

am I using all these asks to make one oneshot? yep)

“What’s wrong? You’re more ‘I’m going to kill something.’ than usual.” Peter asks with a frown as he chews on his ration. That thunder god really just left them with the shittiest rations, didn’t he? He wasn’t all that great, obviously. Gamora responded by throwing a knife past him, something he had gotten used to throughout their relationship. 

“You missed.” He points out taking another bite of the ration. At least it didn’t taste too bad. “Hitting you wouldn’t matter, you already have no brain.” Gamora hisses back, pacing back and forth with a scowl on her face. Whatever it was it was seriously bothering her. She rarely got like this with him anymore. “Okay sure, but now I have to fix the ship which sucks because we ran out of duct tape.”

“The ship is already a piece of shit, and you know it!”  

“That was uncalled for! This piece of shit has saved us several times!”  

Gamora let a cry of frustration out and slammed her fist against the ship wall. “Seriously what is up babe? What’s eating at you?” Peter asks, deciding that joking around would only make the situation worse. “Nothing. Leave me alone!” Well, that was a great sign. He sighs setting down the ration and brushes off the crumbs on his clothes. “Hey come on, maybe you’re just hungry?” He prompts slowly approaching her. Thanos had messed everyone up after all, the mini Peter explained it to him and well he had been like this too. Maybe that was what was wrong? Stark had been pissy too, not exactly knife throwing mad but still pissy.

“I am not.” Gamora hesitated though, meaning it had to be the issue. Ha he was a genius, Stark eat your heart out. “Come you’re crabby, why don’t we at least try it?” he prompts, taking her hands into his own. It was a little strange offering himself up like this but hey if it saves his ship then he wouldn’t complain.  

“You hate feeling trapped...why would you offer this?” Her expression softened which was a win as well. True he did hate the feeling of being trapped but... “I won’t feel trapped, it's you.” He says reaching up and caressing her cheek. She leaned into the touch, her eyes fluttering shut. He felt at peace with the moment just as she did, well until her stomach growled loudly. The animal in a cage looked back to her eyes.  

“Woah woah, hey! It’s okay, I already said it’s fine...so let's just take this slow, okay?”  

She didn’t respond right away which made him nervous, but after a moment she nodded. Peter let a breath of relief out, giving her hand a comforting squeeze. God, he wondered how this would feel- probably gross. “You know how to do it?” he asks cautiously. It was a new thing after all.  

“I know. This is not a new concept among many species in the galaxy. I’ve just...it’s never made me feel like this.” Gamora murmurs with a grimace. Oh..okay that- “It’s always been a thing?!” He manages to get out. Yondu was literally threatening to eat him Jesus.  

“Yes..I thought you were aware of this? You weren’t raised on Terran.” Gamora says slowly like he was an idiot. “Look Yondu threatening to eat me was the only real..well I mean I did see it a couple times, but I just thought it was a death sentence?” He says awkwardly. He stifles a yelp as things start to get bigger, a small laugh coming from his girlfriend.  

She was warm, which was nice. Soon she was holding him in her palm without any trouble. He winces as she lifts him up higher, the odd sensation of flying through the air making his stomach flip.  

“It’s not used like that..it’s a form of protection.” She explains, a finger running down his back making him shudder. It was weird being small like this..would Yondu have done this? “For parents, family and... lovers.” her voice quietens at the last bit seeming a little embarrassed. “Awe babe, no reason to be shy.” He grins, grabbing onto her finger. IT made sense. Funnily enough it seemingly explained why Stark was all freaky about mini Peter being swallowed by someone else.  

“Be quiet.” Gamora snaps, though there wasn’t any heat behind it. She sighs and lifts him up higher to her face. Peter felt his cheeks darken. It was strange seeing her like this, being able to see the tiniest details, every small scar, the shine of her eyes..breathtaking. “Being quiet.” He says breathlessly. The corners of her lips twitch upwards before her mouth opens.  

Right, they were doing this. Peter doesn’t flinch as she tilts him gently inside her maw. It was a weird feeling, one that mini Peter had tried to describe, yeah wet pillows basically summed it up. “This is..wow this is very much not normal for me.” He laughs, blinking in surprise as her teeth click shut around him sealing him in the heat and dark. It wasn’t bad, probably because he knew this would be safe.  

He smiles a bit to himself, giving the muscle under him a slight rub, laughing in surprise when it leapt to life, starting to coat him in saliva. It wasn’t long before he was soaked, and everything started to tilt back. One swallow and he slipped easily into her gullet and down her throat. It was tight and uncomfortable but soon he was spilling into a larger chamber.  

“Woah this- Jesus no one really tells you how a stomach looks.” He looks around the dark space in awe, grimacing as the ‘floor’ rippled under him. Ick. Organs moved and that was something he wasn’t too fond of. “...Thank you..I didn’t realize how heavily his influence would be.” Her voice echoed around him like being in a theater. “R-right well ah, I don’t really think anyone expected him to do this.” Something had went wrong when he snapped, obviously.  

A few seconds of silence passed, well for Gamora, the stomach was plenty loud, gurgling and making odd groaning noises. What should he do as prey in this situation? What had mini Peter done? Ah- right. “Hey I’m going to do something the mini Peter did, tell me if it’s fine to do or not.” He calls out before leaning froward, pressing his hands into the soft flesh. He hums softly and starts rubbing. There was a hitch in Gamora’s breath before she laughed. “That’s fine..I enjoy that.” She murmurs, the stomach wall he was rubbing pressing back against him.  

“Really? Great. I’ll remember that for next time.” He says with a grin continuing to rub the moving muscle. This really wasn’t as weird as he thought it would be.  

“Yes...for next time.” Gamora repeats, Peter knowing she was smiling just by her tone.  

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Hello. Could you write some protective sister vore with Nebula and Gamora?? You choose who's the prey...

Anon I apologize for the wait oh my god- it’s literally been a year XD))

Nebula bares her teeth as Gamora approaches her yet again, just barely managing to dodged her sister’s attempt of grabbing her. Yet again she was made a target considering the prey was gone. “You’re delaying sister.” Gamora says sweetly, a smirk on her face.

“I am not delaying, I am not prey unlike you.” Nebula shoots back, lunging for her sister again, annoyed when her attack was dodged and countered. She thankfully was able to avoid it much easier this time. Typical. “You forget that I was a much better hunter than you sister.” She snaps back, narrowing her eyes as she looked over Gamora’s stance.

While her adoptive sister was admittedly better at fighting than her she was the best at hunting. It was rare she ended up as prey for anyone. The only time she willingly went was with the human who let her win the odd game of paper football. “I’ve been practicing” Gamora responds, surging forward again her arm outstretched. Nebula could see the attack from a  mile away. Predictable. She slid to the side with ease, grabbing Gamora’s shoulder.

“You’re too eager.” She scoffs immediately changing her sister’s size, feeling the odd tingling sensation leaving her fingertips as her sister’s form shrunk. “Practicing? The Terran is weak and has no self preservation.” She’s quick to snatch the small body up before Gamora could get away.

Small hands push at her fingers half hearty. “He is not weak!.. It is true that he had a small mind but he has plans.” Gamora protests as she’s raised to her sister’s face. “He is a very weak pred and you know that.” Nebula says, easily depositing her sister’s small body into her mouth. Before Gamora could protest much more she shuts her mouth quickly, her teeth clicking shut. This was familiar..she enjoyed this.

Nebula closes her eyes with a soft sigh, starting to slick her sister up for her trip down. “I missed this too.” Gamora says after a few seconds, small hands pressing into her tongue. It had been a comfort between them when their father got angry. A  safe place to rest after a hard battle or a fight. No matter how much Nebula hated her sister for always winning and making her like this having Gamora in her stomach was familiar. Comfortable.

She doesn’t respond, instead tilting her head back and swallowing letting gravity move her prey down. Gamora slid down easily which she always did. Soon enough the familiar pressure hit Nebula before Gamora was spilling into her stomach a small sense of relief hitting her.

“I’ll get you next time.”

Nebula rolls her eyes at the idea, resting a hand over her middle. This was right. This was familiar. “You won’t. You’re weak.” she responds simply a smile dancing across her lips.

“...I know you needed this.” Gamora’s voice was softer now, a touch following soon after the claim. Nebula closes her eyes focusing on the touch, on how she could feel each finger on her sister’s hand. It wasn’t an incorrect guess, she just preferred it not being said out loud. “Shut up.” She murmurs no real heat behind her tone.

“I’ll be quiet then.”

True to her word silence fell over them, Nebula relishing in the feeling of having her sister tucked away. It reminded her of simpler times..but this was okay too. She had a family and more allies on her side. A small smile dances over her lips as she rest a hand over her middle.

Maybe next time she would let Gamora win.

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Pred Carol headcanons?

Alright so Carol’s tum is all glowly and weird but it generally only happens when she’s using her powers

Prey can expect to feel weightless because generally she likes to fly

She’s gentle but a matter of the fact to the point kind of pred so no tasting sorta just swallows back prey.

Very muscly because of ya know training for two different militaries.

She is very mushy gushy with Peter or Monica  because they’re her favorites.

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Can i suggest an oneshot where Thor noms Loki? (not pairing, just protective brother vore)

Oh course anon!!)

“Thor I see that look. absolutely not.” Loki grounds out, staring at his brother with annoyance. Every since everyone found out he had acted by the will of Thanos they had made it their apparent mission to keep him ‘safe’ which was annoying when it was Thor and ten times worse when the Midgardians got the ability as well.

“Brother, I have no idea what you’re referring too.” Thor responds an air of false innocence in his tone. Loki takes a step back manifesting his knives. They wouldn’t do much damage, Thor having compared them to the Midgard animal of a cat. It was probably due to his size.

He bares his teeth in response trying to see if he could scoot past his oaf of a brother, or at least create an illusion to distract. He takes a swipe at the fingers that come to scoop him up, grimacing when his back hit the wall. “I am beyond serious brother, I will stab you.” He practically hisses out, knives raised as his brother looked at him fondly.

“You haven’t been sleeping Loki. While it may not affect us as much as the Midgards it is hurting you. I see it in your eyes.” Gods the one time his oaf of a brother was observant enough it had to be now. “It’s none of your concern.” He snaps back, though he could feel himself lowering his knives.

“Friend Stark speaks of it too, you see him don’t you? You see the carnage, the control..the outcome.”

Loki swallows nervously trying to force the images away. He didn’t want to relieve it, he didn’t need to. It was a tad comforting to know that someone shared the same experience as he.

“I know the heat is uncomfortable so..I had friend Stark aid in that regards.” Thor presented him with an odd looking pill, it was blue in nature and had icy tendrils. “What is this.” Loki turns his gaze from the pill to his brother, narrowing them in what he hoped was threatening and not confused.

“Friend Stark explains that it makes the stomach colder, no pain for the one who takes it and will reverse in a few hours.” Thor explains his smile only growing with each passing second. Loki hesitates a sense of relief washing over him. It was obvious that he would be going down regardless but there wouldn’t be an uncomfortable heat that made his skin crawl.

“Fine.”

Thor gives him a confused glance before speaking. “You accept?”

“Yes. But if anyone asks I will deny it.” Loki hisses back, as he sheaths his daggers. Sleep had started to make his life unbearable and he craved the normal blissful nothingness as he rested.

Thor didn’t seem to question it, taking the pill without so much as blinking. Ha eager bastard. “This doesn’t mean you have my permission to do this during battle, I am more than capable of doing so.” He warns as he was plucked up by his waist. “But of course brother.”

“I don’t like your tone. Who taught you sarcasm.”

Loki rolls his eyes when the only answer he got was being slid into his brother’s mouth with a rumbling chuckle. “Bastard.” He mutters under his breath, kicking the teeth once he was sealed in darkness. Surprisingly It was indeed much cooler than he was used to and while it wasn’t freezing it was a welcome change from the heat.

“Don’t drag it out this time your oaf.” He adds on, shoving at the tongue when it started it’s attack on him. He groans in annoyance as saliva soaked his clothing. He happened to like the outfit that the spider child picked out for him. He hoped these Midgardian clothing cleaners were as good as they claimed.He grimaces when the muscle continues it’s job, saliva building up to the point he knew he would be going down.

The tilt of gravity makes his insides flip and soon his feet were positioned right before his brother’s throat, the flesh pulsing ominously. “Get on with it you drama queen.” He snaps patting the muscle beneath him. No sooner did he finish his sentence a swallow pulled him down, the muscles rippling over him as he was pulled further into his brother.

His teeth hits the tight ring of muscle to the stomach, it gives easily and soon he’s plopping into the stomach. The heat was..gone. The stomach had a cool air to it, the electricity sparking under the muscle making the stomach almost..comforting.

“Are you alright brother?” The loudness of his brother was toned down much to his relief. “Yes. I’m fine.” Loki settles down against the muscle, letting the movement press into him. He sighs and closes his rest, relieved to find none of the images haunted him.

“If anyone asks where I am just say I am causing chaos with the hot dog cart man.”

“Of course brother. “

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Thor and Loki brotherly vore scenarios???

Thor 100% adores swallowing his brother down because he knows where Loki and that he's safe

Loki barely tolerates it because he's a frost giant and the heat bothers him, so he's not a happy camper at all. When Thor learns about this he basically swallows ice cubs to make it more comfortable for his brother

Sense Loki is 'weaker' he doesn't exactly have the chance to snag his brother and usually only can when he's hurt

Thor on occasions has gotten tricked by illusions and claims they taste like frost berries and also sting

Loki will use magic in Thor's tum which will make the Asgardian laugh. Plus it's pretty interesting to see the colors from the outside.

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Did Gamora try to nom Nebula? Or did Nebula try to nom her sister?

It's a 50/50 half the time

Generally they fought more than anything but that they're somewhat rekindling their relationship it's meant to be soothing/comforting

Its still slow going but usually the prey ends up being whichever of the sisters is alright giving up control that day

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Starmora vore scenarios please???

Alright-

So both of the are mid preds so they can both tuck each other away alright Gamora usually wins between the two of them

Quill knows that his kickass girlfriend can handle herself in a fight so doesn't exactly have the urge to tuck her away while they're in battle because she can handle herself. After the battle however he just wants to have her close

Gamora is more of a protective nommer in battle because yes Quill can handle hismelf he's just ah.. a big old goofball that makes her instincts unbearable. Having said that she doesn't really view noms as anything hut purely protective.

Quill likes letting Gamora listening to his Playlist and Gamora caves and plays it for him when they're just chilling

Gamora has fangs which is something that Quill does not shut up about

Gamora teases Quill about not having fangs

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Can you do more Scott and Hope vore scenarios and stories? All of your posts on vore are super adorable! I love it all!! Can't get over how Stark calls Peter his kid. It's just so cute, I can't get enough of it!

Of course!!! We try our best thanks lol, and yes we also adore the Irondad!!! As for stories please for the love of god at the least give us a set up? I hate to be that person but it makes it 100x easier and quicker to write

As you know Scotts tum is very noisy in general but once he slowly gets in the rhythm of nomming people it starts getting louder when said people are nearby, ei Hope.

Hope pretends to not enjoy it for the longest time before realizing Scott is very self conscious and reluctantly tells him that she does enjoy it.

Scott is a stomach sleeper so a lot of the times Hope is squished, she doesn't mind however finding it to be a very efficient weighted blanket.

Hope is prey I think- so she generally does enjoy the feeling of being in a dark small space.

Funnily enough before this whole mess Hank designed the suits to be acid resistant in case of any mishaps, so half the time Hope just does that because she's smaller and frankly trusts the suit more than funky instincts.

After a while though she starts letting Scott adjust her size and do the things his way.

She will straight up just lay her head on his middle to hear the noises because at this point it's like white noise.