Manna has a specimen capsule in her abdomen from her deep sea exploration days, which she has since modified (read: padded, cozy) and made to function as an extra-fancy sensory hammock for the especially-overstimulated
massive plot twist that btg aren't the biggest advocates for stp selfshipping like... the two leads were literally the same person. this entire game is just one big complicated selfship. what happened here
I think vampire SQQ would be hotter than vampire LBH, not for any sort of dom reason or anything I just think that LBH would love to get vore'd by SQQ. I think SQQ should start eating LBH's entrails like he's devouring a melon and have part of LBH tucked safely inside his tummy. <3
have they updated vampire lore to include entrail-eating or are you implying binghe somehow just convinces sqq that eating his insides is compulsory
Hey y'all, um, just.. just as a little question.. how many of you would unfollow me/block me if I started posting GT/Vore stuff..?
I'm.. I recently got into it, and it wouldn't be NSFW! I swear! Just, um.. id.. I'd like to start posting some stuff about it and maybe.. I dunno.. um.. I just wanted to know y'all's thoughts..
i wish there was a way for the k.ink vore and sfw vore people to either get along or leave eachother alone im sick of the "OOOOH PEDOPHILE!!1!! junk"
love your blog btw its very comforting -gnonymous
gnonymous...gnome anonymous...can i call you that actually
either way, there is definitely a way to do that (i'm a nonsexual vore blog that allows nsfw blogs to interact, and typically they're very respectful!)
i think what has to happen first is a change in how we talk about vore and to each other. even though i never see the hostility claimed i don't doubt its happening, and with there being TWO groomers/creeps exposed here recently you'd think people would want to exercise more caution instead of digging in their heels
One thing I hate about the world of micro fet is that a lot of it hinges on foot worship, and I just can't say it appeals to me. I don't want to be trapped between someone's toes or in a dirty sock. Get me out of there and put me in their mouth where I belong.
you know how sometimes theres some popular character and most of the fanstuff is mostly accurate on the surface but you personally have some lived experience shared w this character that enables you to have a deeper understanding of little nuances under the hood that inform things like their decision making and stuff. its on a sliding scale of accuracy of course. personally i mostly get this with my mental disorders with characters such as ogata but sometimes theres LITTLE TINY THINGS that bother me about specifically the various violence related fetishes. and the fact that it bothers me itself bothers me cuz i feel like. "oh Clearly you havent received or inflicted wounds for sexual pleasure". yes obviously they havent done that. nobody else does that. i am abnormal in nature and insane in the head
For the ask, A14 or 16 for Isabell and the Lads and B20 for you?? Only if you feel comfortable sharing lol
Again great writing, it makes my day :)
I'd love to do various size swap AUs with Isabell and the Lads 😍 I also have a million and one variations of the 'afraid of thunderstorms' troupe scattered in my wips that I don't think I have ever posted. ALSO part of me wants to explore like borrower society here in this world some too.
Once she's all healed up, I can definitely see Isabell cutting scraps out of some important fabric or like taking some special buttons. That would really annoy Zeke. Or, more commonly just her generally refusing to ask for help.
Marcus is really quite chill, I can't think of much that Isabell would do that would annoy him. I am writing a future chapter where Marcus gets annoyed at Zeke, because Zeke can be little controlling, so Marcus is like "step OFF dude. I'm not hurting her, she's fine we're fine." It's an angsty chapter that I'm excited for
For Isabell...
I think after she heals and is more comfortable with the humans, she would be annoyed about how tentative Zeke is with her. He doesn't like letting her do much for herself, (it's faster if he helps and also what if she gets hurt again) but he also won't outright pick her up or anything. He'll just hover nearby which can be frustrating.
I think the most annoying thing about Marcus is how unpredictable he can be. Just suddenly VERY LOUD for no reason. She probably really does not like that.
Another hot take ahhh: I like v*re? UNDER INCREDIBLY SPECIFIC CIRCUMSTANCES. I just never post about it on my blog because there is such a weird divide between the G/t community and the V*re community. And, I don't like it enough to have a chunk of my blog dedicated to it anyway.
saw a g/t tier list and my Categorizing Things Autism™️ went to work. everything is mostly first instinct and i didn't sort within tiers (except by color).
also a few of the things were things i have positive feeling about but in a macro way and not a g/t way so they got their own tier. yeah.
OPEN ENDED BUT WITH ASPECTS OF FEAR PLAY
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It takes you a while to gain their trust. Not as much as you expected, but more than the time you had been allotted.You hope this will not change the desired outcome.
You invite them to the movies, and they reluctantly agree. Movies weren’t really their thing and you get the sense they accept only so they won’t hurt your feelings. At first, this only spurs your motivation to get it over with.
But as you drive off route and into the woods, they become oddly energetic, wary...but energetic and eager. You half-heartedly take this enthusiasm as a way to cover yourself.
“You kept talking about how much you missed the woods” you chuckle, knowing damn well this trip wasn’t for their pleasure.
There’s an odd sense of guilt beginning to form in your guts as their enthusiasm mounts upon seeing a cluster of mushrooms as soon as you park the car and exit. They are so genuinely enthused, so happy....They keep babbling on and on about the different plants they see, their medicinal uses, their use in food.They pluck up a boquet of shelf-shrooms and shove them into your hands and explain they’re turkey-tails, the best kind of turkey. You don’t get it, and they talk way too fast for you to follow.
You lead them deeper into the woods, beginning to feel sick. You can see them eyeing you warily out of the corner of your eye. You can see them fiddle with something in their pocket from time to time - and yet - they continue to play along, just content to be in the woods...Even if they knew they knew this could end badly. Maybe you should have stayed home...Maybe nothing bad would happen at all if you’d just forgotten about all of this and left it be. Maybe you could say you had gotten a 1 up on death and lived out the rest of your life content with this.
All too soon, you’re at the beasts cave. A deep snarl burbles up from beneath the shadows followed by the padding shuffle of it dragging itself forward - the cavern a tad small for its mass. Claws click on stone, then rip into the grass in front of you. Animalistic eyes study you, and you feel you have made a mistake. You’re certain you have killed both yourself and you’re sacrificial lamb.
“Took your time. Thought you’d decided to do something stupid and were gonna make me come fetch you.”
you lick your lips but no words will come. He’s upset. Of course he’s upset. You’re terrified of what this means.
The eyes shift to the person beside you, and you find yourself falling into a despair as you realize they had placed themselves partially in front of you, protecting you. There’s a grin on their face, fascination and fear all jumbled into mania. They should be terrified....They should be running and screaming and falling all over themselves to be anywhere else - just like the other campers had - just like *you* had.
“You must eat a lot of vegetables.” the sacrifice jokes nervously, and you find yourself regretting meeting them.
They deserved better than this.
“Got any tips for how I’d get that big?” They’re terrified, their voice quavering, and yet they still stand between you and the Thing - they still try to act as if everythings fine.
The monster laughs, an open mouth boom of a laugh that show off every single one of those jagged fangs in his mouth.”Oh. Oh you brought me an interesting one this time~”
You watch their head tilt in confusion, their eyes flicking from the monster to you for answers. Answers they may never receive as a giant, clawed-hand scoops them up, knocking the air from their lungs and making them scramble for release.
“I suppose I should trust you more....You really have an eye for the fun ones.” the giant chuckles, teasing the sacrifice with a claw over their stomach ‘tickling’ them.
When all was said and done, you could only watch in stunned horror as the persons hand slipped behind his lips and their form disappeared down his throat and into his stomach.
you decide you need to get them out.
But the *how* plagued you.