#almost vore

[dragons-eat-people]

I don't know about you lot, but this is pushing all the right buttons.~

I wanna post more. I've been done with things that have kept me busy for a while, so for now it's just coming up with ideas. But this lovely little image here makes me wanna make a short story out of it. we'll see.~

[smol-and-trashy]

i’ve done the math, there’s no solution (mouthplay oc short drabble)

A/N: Never properly introduced these OCs, but I’ve had them for a few years. I think they’re like my only OCs that actually get together and stay together lol. Enjoy this super short thingy.

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Lucie’s legs dangled in the air, swinging above the open maw below. Fingers grasped the collar of her shirt, wavering slightly as they began to lower her. She cringed as Samson’s tongue flexed, a pool of saliva gathering towards the center. 

“If you bite me, I will kill you.” She growled, her feet hovering above the squishy surface. Carefully, he placed her atop of tongue, and she laid down. 

A affirmative hum rumbled around her and Lucie relaxed a bit. It wasn’t the first time they’d done this, but it was the first time they were doing it willingly. Still, Lucie tensed as he slowly pushed her towards his throat. Things are different this time, she reminded herself. Things are different. But when she foolishly looked up, memories from before rushed back, overwhelming her. 

“I-I’m not ready!” Lucie squirmed, scrambling away from his awaiting throat and back towards the front of his mouth. A confused noise erupted behind her, but her world shifted forward, and she found herself deposited back onto his hand. 

Lucie shivered a bit, her cheeks flushed slightly as she was sopping wet. Samson’s face held no judgement; his brows furrowed as he moved his hand closer to his face, carefully concealing his fangs. 

“Are you okay, my love?”

Lucie’s heart thrummed in her chest, every bit of self-preservation screamed at her to run away from this giant being, as far as possible. Yet she took a deep breath, reminding herself that it was just Samson. No matter how dangerous he could be, no matter how strong, it was never directed at her. 

She looked back up at him and finally gave him a small nod.

“I’m okay.” 

The waited for a few beats, the air thick with unspoken words. 

Lucie’s eyes darted around, trying to find solace in the vast expanse of Samson’s hand. The weight of the moment settled on her shoulders, and her mind raced with conflicting thoughts. Was she truly okay? Could she trust herself to go through with this? 

As if sensing her internal struggle, Samson’s gaze softened, his eyes a blend of understanding and concern. His voice, deep and soothing, cut through the tension in the air. “Take all the time you need. I won’t rush you.”

Lucie’s chest tightened and she took a deep breath, grounding herself in the trust she’d built with Samson over time. 

“Let’s try again,” she said, her voice steady but laced with vulnerability. 

[petegrammarman]

I have a lot more disturbing Luigis than cute ones

[novorehere]

Vore is actually the pinnacle of comedy when you include a character acting as the “straight man” who’s wholly disgusted and appalled by the casualness of everyone around them. What do you mean you just got swallowed whole and alive. What do you mean it was “just a misunderstanding.” What do you mean the two of you are going out for brunch tomorrow. What the fuck.

[hemipenal-system]

if i wanted to capture a city guarded by dragon riders i would do it by gathering a bunch of tumblr users and just using them as targets for the dragons

tie em all up in a field somewhere and tell the dragon riders to meet me there. they can't attack me with their dragons because their dragons are busy fucking the shit out of my army

i stroll into the castle and take over

easy

[strawberrylind]

here comes the woke mob to cancel me for killing and eating several people

[vorish-wonderland]

Floyd is given some candy, and a shrunken you. He seems to think that you're an amazing addition to his tasty Halloween treat.

Includes: licking, unwilling prey, unintentional vore, not spell checked. Happy Halloween.

★✦Trick AND Treat!✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Today is Halloween! Since it lands on a weekday this year, the students have been permitted to wear their costumes to class!

Floyd has been with you all day, thanks to an... issue that happened yesterday. He shrunk you with a spell. He claimed that it wasn't on purpose, but... knowing him...

"We're matching costumes, shrimpy~! Isn't that nice??~" Floyd excitedly asks, carrying to with him in his hand.

"Only because my costume doesn't fit anymore." You sigh. Floyd was a mummy, as Octavinelle had decided to be, and he just wrapped some little white ribbons around you. This also means you can't move. "Also, would it have killed you to put more effort in?"

"I think you look adorable, and that's all that really matters." He rolls his eyes. "Anywhoseles, let's go to the cafeteria~! I heard they're handing out candy I'm between classes today!!~" He squeezes you tight in his hand, running off to the cafeteria.

When he gets there, you both get a piece of candy. You get a little gumdrop, with the promise of getting more tomorrow to make up for it. Floyd, meanwhile, is given a grape flavoured lollipop.

"Mmmhh... nice of 'em to be giving you more candy tomorrow." Floyd sticks his into his mouth, sucking on it while holding the stick with his sharp teeth. "How's that little thing, shrimpy?"

"...good enough..." You've already finished it.

"So... what should we do now?? I was planning on skipping, and you've gotta do whatever I do, so I guess you are too." He snickers to himself.

"Floyd, I don't want my grades or attendance to get messed up!!" You pout.

"The teachers already gave you the day off until we get this solved, who caaaaares???"

"Bring me to my class already, start going!"

"Nah, you're coming with me. And you can't do anything about it!"

You start to struggle against the little ribbons, as Floyd pulls the lollipop from his mouth. He looks at it, before looking at you. He does this a few times, before doing... something.

He loosens the ribbons that hold you, and for a minute, you think he's going to let you go... before he ties you to his very sticky lollipop. Your hair and skin and clothes all stick to it... you really don't like the feeling of it.

"Hey, what the hell?!"

"You're staying with me, like I said."

You try to struggle and protest, but it doesn't exactly do anything.

As Floyd walks around the school, trying to find somewhere to slack off, he absentmindedly puts the lollipop back in his mouth.

You're absolutely shocked. Is he really doing this?! He licks at your body and his lollipop, not even questioning the new taste and strange shape...

"GAH-! FLOYD, STOP!" You yell in protest, not even sure if you'll hear you as he continues to suck at the sugary liquid caused by his saliva weakening and melting the candy.

Luckily for you... or maybe unluckily... he pulls you out.

"Ohhh. Ehehe, sorry, shrimpy~" He giggles and tries not to look at you. "You know, I didn't even realize you were there!"

"It was horrible..." You let out a shaky sigh.

"Awwww, what's wrong?? You were scared or somethin'~?"

"OBVIOUSLY!! HOW COULD I N-?!"

Before you could even finish your sentence, Floyd sticks you back into his mouth. Oh, great.

Floyd holds the candy, and you, in his mouth for some time.

He keeps doing what he's doing, not caring all too much about about how you're feeling about all this. He licks and sucks until he thinks he has enough sweetness, which he then swallows. He almost forgets you're there.

Almost.

Oh, he remembers you're there the moment he feels you go down his throat, the moment he pulls out the lollipop and sees that you slipped out of the ribbons that tied you to the grape flavoured candy, which has now lost most of his shape.

"Sh..." He's about to say something to you, before he stops.

You're probably very scared right now, aren't you? You probably think he didn't notice. You might think you're going to die.

And really... being scared...

That's what Halloween is about, isn't it?

"Happy Halloween, shrimpy..." He thinks to himself. "I'll let 'em out eventually... it'll be real cute to feel them squirm in fear for a bit, though~"

[vulcanette]

iii’s 2024 Rig Rundown;

narrated/presented by by guitar tech Max; rundown of the vault, pedalboard, modelers/amps, cabs, etc.

[suzyandthefox]

Sorry I'm not very active I'm busy converting an entire server into liking G/T and Swwh (I'm winning so far)

[dragons-eat-people]

Happy Thanksgiving everyone~ 🦃

Enjoy yourselves and be happy, but most importantly -

Fill your bellies with absolute sweetness~

I know I am! The village turkeys don't stand a chance.

[cads-the-cat]

Ivy playing the High Water outro and just vibing, Vessel screaming 'I can't hold myself together' , ii being the absolute god he is playing his drums, you get me?

[wutwutno1]

Gentle Reminder

Vore is canon in Murder Drones

[intestinalemphasis]

Pregnancy, where you think you're having a normal pregnancy but you're definitely, definitely not. Maybe your horny partner slipped something into your meals. Maybe they're not human at all, and neither is their brood. All you know is that you're getting visibly bigger every day, far faster than you expected to be, and they're really jostling around in there, making you tired, weak and hungry. Leaving you to the mercy of your partner, who smiles as they run their hand down the swell of your belly.

"this is only the beginning" they promise...

[drowninnoodles]

i think i go sleep cuz getting bored

[t4tcomputerfucker]

they should make more machinery that is partially organic. or just really Acts organic. i want a massive facility where the humming and pulsing of metal and wires is so similar to a heartbeat i can't be sure if it isn't one

[nomstellations]

Voretober D11- Regret

For...once, in your life, you were beginning to think you knew the definition of overdoing it.

Your stomach gurgled rather contentedly for something that felt so sore. Your meal had settled down after putting up a decent struggle, but you were sure you could work them down. They were bigger than your usual meals, but you were sure you could handle it...and now that was coming back to bite you. Man, did your stomach hurt...but the hardest part was over. You could handle a bit of a bellyache.

You reclined where you sat, resting your hand on your stomach and listening to it burble and gurgle. Your meal pressed out against your stomach, but the movement was short-lived. Cute. You chuckled to yourself despite the soreness and rubbed your stomach, pressing your hand into it to calm them down. You fought hard for this! There was no way you were letting go of them any time soon. They were right where they needed to be...and you didn't think you could handle much more of a fight right now.

Little did you know, your meal had plans for you. Just as you stopped and were closing your eyes to settle in for a post-meal nap now that the pain had subsided somewhat, they suddenly kicked up a fuss! Your stomach sloshed as they kicked and shoved around, causing it to almost whine in discomfort. You groaned quietly, trying to work your hands into them to get them to calm down, but it wasn't working. Ugh, they were way too feisty for your tastes...but you weren't giving them up yet.

Suddenly shifting, you roll yourself over and lay right on top of your stomach, pressing them into the soft fabric and putting your full weight on them. Their movements were forced to stop now that they had no space to move, and your stomach grumbled as if to thank you. Finally, sweet relief...maybe now you can get that nap in. Hopefully you won't roll over in your sleep so they can try that stunt again...