#buttoxic

[savemefromtoxic]

The easiest way to tell if someone is toxic? Look at their Butt.. “I’m sorry, BUTT you made me do it” “I’m sorry, BUTT I don’t know what I want” ”I’m sorry, BUTT my friends told me to do it” “I’m sorry, BUTT I haven’t been loved before” “I’m sorry, BUTT I didn’t know what I was doing” “I’m sorry, BUTT I thought you were cheating” “I’m sorry, BUTT it’s no big deal” “I’m sorry, BUTT it was just one time” Rick dC @SaveMeFromToxic #butt #butts #toxicbut #buttoxic #excuses #cheating #nobigdeal #justonetime #ignorebut #toxic #toxicpeople #toxicperson https://www.instagram.com/p/Co5rraVv-cb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lucifer-the-fetus-eater]

the medic tf2 the type of guy to be born in February

[jrueships]

' you throw Such a Friendly Balllll 🥰🥰'

[callmelittlesanshine]

Ghost fandom:

[phoenixd0wner]

"Big cheeks and muscles... Legend has it that it runs in the Rosfield genes."

Looks down and feels his own chest.

"................."

Turns a few to look at his bottom.

"................."

"I guess my legs could use a little more muscles."

[sailerboy]

A tip to stop or reduce morning backache.

This applies to both a side and back sleeper. Beds have the same support for the entire length. I have found that if i raise my chest about 1 inch while sleeping, that my backache goes away by the morning. If interested, try this, take one or 2 large towels folded in half so that there is about 1.5 feet of usable width. Place the towels UNDER THE MATTRESS so that it is just above your buttox. This seems to improve my spine alignment and regardless how I sleep, my backache is minimal or gone completely.

Good luck. John

[supercreig]

❝ Trust me. I’m an expert on this. ❞

First Meeting Sentence Starters

@littlebadger

"No way, New Homo. Leave this to the actual--"

Before Super Craig could finish his sentence, a block of ice was throw at him, causing him to shiver and become cold. Not even a minute later, he sneezes and held onto himself, trying to keep himself warm.

"Alright homo. Since I'm freezing, I guess I'll leave all this shit to you. But if you could give me a few minutes to warm myself, I'll help you get back at that..."

What the hell were they even fighting? A haunted ice machine? Who and why would somebody even haunt a mere ice machine?

"...That haunted ice machine. Who or what the hell is even controlling it? A ghost?"

There was not really any other explanation Super Craig could think of. That ice machine wasn't even plugged in, yet it's been shooting out blocks of ice cubes, and trying to freeze everyone that tried to interfere with whatever the hell it wanted.

[ohandcounting]

DAY 85: Home Run Contest 2

[X]

[youraverageaemondsimp]

Sweet vengeance. // Gwayne Hightower x Cole!Reader (sister of Criston Cole)

Summary: After the encounter with Criston Cole, they return to the keep after successfully defending the territory, almost as if the gods were calling out for him to seek revenge; he ends up bumping into you.

WARNINGS: smut, mdni, porn with plot (a little bit too much plot ig), unprotected p in v sex, slight breeding kink, cunnilingus, oral (f. receiving) interrupted orgasm at the end, cumming inside, Gwayne is an absolute asshole to Criston, purity culture, virginity loss, profanity, age gap (left it up interpretation, but the reader is in her 20s and Gwayne in his 40s), doesn't follow the show plot it's a literal fic which I altered heavily + not proofread.

WC: 2.7k

A/N: here comes the promised gwayne x cole!reader fic, I've teased it ever since that confrontation episode dropped and now finally I'm able to publish it 😭 // divider credits: @cafekitsune

Gwayne walked through the corridors furiously, stomping his feet inside the red keep, departing to his guest chambers in a hurried manner, trying to stay calm.

He just returned from the battle, successfully defeating the invasion of the blacks into King's Landing, securing the land for themselves as Aemond ruled as Prince regent. However, there was only one thing on his mind.

His sister's tainted honour.

Amidst everything, he had gotten Criston to confess and admit that he was sleeping with the Queen, he was disgusted by the revelation. Wasn't Criston a kingsguard? Vowing to not seek pleasures or taint his cloak?

He felt sick in the stomach, wanting to empty it out, regardless of the fact that there is nothing inside.

His feet tapped against the stone floor harshly, his armour clanking with every step forward, he took a harsh turn at the end of the path only for his body to hit something that came from the opposite direction, causing him to stumble two steps backward. He took a moment to collect himself and straighten his posture, wanting to see what it was that he bumped into.

He looked down, shocked to see you on the ground. You broke the impact of the fall with your hands, which proved to be a bad idea considering how the force made them give up immediately, crashing your butt onto the ground. “Ouch.” You clenched your eyes shut as a burning sensation spread through your buttox.

You glared at the reason for your fall, eyes widening on the realisation that it was Ser Gwayne Hightower. “Seven hells, I apologise my lady, are you alright?” Gwayne is quick to apologise, extending his out, waiting for you to grab it and get up.

You gently place your hand in his, his palm closing immediately as he grips onto you while you get off the ground. “Ser Gwayne, I apologise, it was me who was at fault.” You bow, dusting off your gown with one of your hands.

“If it is not rude, might I ask who you are? I have not ever seen you around before, yet you seem to know me.” He speaks politely, giving you a small smile and you nod. “I am Y/N Cole, I know you very well Ser, your knighthood isn't unheard of.” You praise him.

“Y/N Cole… ? Are you related to Ser Criston Cole perhaps?” He questions, furrowing his eyebrows as his grip tightens around your hand. “Yes Ser Gwayne, He is my elder brother.” You reply.

Gwayne was not aware that Criston had a sister.

He took in your form, eyes trailing down from your face to your neck, to your breasts and further downwards, analysing you quite intently, “Mhm, I did not know he had a sister.” Gwayne shrugs, still not letting go of your hand. “He is quite overprotective, so he doesn't mention my existence to his peers.” You admit embarrassedly, looking down and biting your lip. He stared at you for a moment too long, the like of dots being connected as his mind sketches out a plan of action. His expression almost betrayed him as his face bloomed into a wide smile.

Oh you sweet little thing.

He could not believe that Criston had a younger sister. It's almost as if the Gods are etching him on to trudge this path, but he was not going to complain. It felt like he won a war when he realised this fact.

He can use you against Criston.

Perhaps he will make Criston feel the same thing he felt.

He smiles widely at you, bringing your hand upwards and pressing his lips to your knuckles. You blush at this gesture and give him a soft smile in return. “If you may excuse me, I have to take my leave, my lady. I've returned from war and my state.. is well.” He looks at himself and you chuckle, “It is alright.” You reply and he smiles. “Let's go on a stroll next time, yeah?” He speaks in a questioning manner, your eyes widen at the offer but you nod immediately.

Those walks became more frequent as you both enjoyed each other's company quite a lot. Gwayne found you much more bearable than criston, he's aware of the fact that he is an elitist. Holding himself at great stature as he comes from the Hightower family. So any other house that is not in power or he hasn't heard of; he acts like an ass to them.

But he found himself being lenient on you, perhaps to butter you up for the feast he's planning to have. His thoughts have been a mess for the past few days. He at first began to plan on how to execute the plan and take your maidenhead and let the keep hear it. But the ratio of the execution and sexual part became heavily unequal as he wanted to indulge fully in you.

You were beautiful, your skin was pretty, the way your hair was styled, exposing your neck from behind. He wanted to bend you over the ledge and fuck you. You would be so confused he assumes.

Have you had your first orgasm? Did you ever touch yourself?

You were from Dorne so you must know of the deprived acts right? But he notes how young you are, likely spending your entire life here in Kings Landing with Cole.

It was one of those usual garden walks you went on with Gwayne, walking in silence as you both had nothing to talk about, this was no means foreign to you, there would always be silence sometimes during your walks; but this time it felt tense.

Like the feeling of a volcano before it erupts.

You both were standing over the parapet of the backside in the keep, noticing how the waters flowed gently. You felt him move, standing right behind you, pressing himself against you.

“My lady.” He whispers in your ear and you turn your head slightly, not reacting in any way, “H-hmm?” You reply in nervousness his hands moved up your sides in a sensual manner. You stood there frozen.

He grabs you by your shoulder and spins you around so that you're facing, placing his hands on both the sides of your frame; preventing any escape. “Are you promised to any man yet? Your beauty is otherworldly.” He asks, his eyes staring right into you, his voice was sweet yet held a hint of his perverse desire for you.

You shake your head no.

“Such a pity.” He mocks, one of his hands coming to grip your cheek. He pauses for a moment, staring at your lips before looking into your eyes waiting for you to say something; yet you remain quiet as your heart beats loudly in your chest.

He takes it as a cue to press his lips against yours closing his eyes; fully indulging himself onto you as he groans at how soft your lips feel, his own move against yours in a soft manner, a gentle pull of a wave.

It was your first kiss, never having done this with anyone before, it felt odd; but in a good way, his lips felt soft against yours, he waited for you to reciprocate— giving you all the time you needed to process this.

One of his hands rested on your hips, using it as leverage to pull you closer, pressing your bodies together while the other positioned itself against the back of your head pulling you deeper into the kiss.

You responded a while later, learning through the process, moving your lips in a rhythmic motion with his, he muttered something against your lips which you weren't able to process as your mind was hazy. Something about this kiss was shooting immense pleasure down your body; increasing the heat between your legs.

He pulls away from the kiss to take a breath while staring at your lips, noticing the string of saliva that was still connecting you both. He hums before capturing your lips once again but with even more fervour this time. He pushes back until your butt hits the ledge before he places you on it, not breaking the kiss at all.

He plants himself between your legs as his hands roam around all over your body in desperation, sometimes gripping your waist or your soft breasts, squeezing your flesh as he grips onto you tightly.

He breaks the kiss abruptly before he suddenly kneels, you look at him confused until you notice that he's hiking your skirts up, revealing your intimate area. “Ser, this might be inappropriate—” You try to protest but not knowing what to expect, but circles his arms around your thighs pulling you close as he disappears before your legs.

You watch curiously when you feel his warm breath on your cunt. You shriek in surprise when you feel his tongue run across your fdd before he fully takes in your cunt.

You squirm uncontrollably as he works his wonders on your cunt; causing you to grip his hair tightly and push yourself further into his face, you let out small moans, hoping that no one would pass by this area and catch you both in this compromised position.

You place your other hand on the ledge to support yourself from falling before closing your eyes and fully enjoying what he's doing to you. His tongue laps hungrily at your folds, licking them up and down before he suckles on your clit harshly, flicking the bud with his tongue before capturing it wholly again with his mouth.

He groans into your cunt, enthralled by the sensation of having your soft folds in his mouth, he enjoyed it way too much than he'd like to admit, wanting to be forever stuck in between your legs.

You feel a sudden heat building up in your abdomen as he continues his actions, “U-uhm Ser Gwayne— I think something is happening.” You tell him unsure which makes him speed up his movements.

Without warning, you're hit with a plethora of euphoria, your back automatically arching and your voice letting out a loud moan as the feeling hits you in waves. He suckles on your cunt for a minute to let you ride out your orgasm before coming out your skirt.

You feel your cheeks heat up when you see how his lips were coated with your wetness which makes you look away in shyness, he gets back up on his feet before grabbing your chin and tilting your head slightly to make you look at him.

He doesn't say anything but only stares at you as he slowly connects both your lips once again, making you take your own essence. He grinds against you, pressing his now hard bulge in between your thighs as he dry humps you.

He tears away from the kiss with a wet pop, not wasting any time in undoing his breeches, revealing his cock to you, your eyes widened at the sheer size and girth of it. “I-i don't think it will fit?” You stare at him which makes him smirk a little, “It will my lady, I shall see it does.” He replies before bunches up your skirt, making your cunt come into view.

He slowly lines himself against your entrance, his tip kissing the entryway gently as he slowly closes in, pushing it inch by inch. He places his hand on both your sides as you grip him for support, the stretch stinging a little bit.

It takes a while but he's fully inside now, and slowly he begins to move, he grabs a hold of your waist with one of his hands so you don't fall over the edge, he pushes your body against his, making it so as if you're hugging him.

You wrap your arms around his neck tightly as he rams into you, thrusting in and out; causing you to bounce along with him, he grunts into your ear, whispering sweet things.

“Seven hells, you feel so divine.” He whispers against your ear, causing you to clench involuntarily; which makes him gasp in shock, “Jeez—” He drops his head onto your shoulder, now fully gripping you by his arms around your waist as he rams further and further into you. “Fuck, I'm about to finish— should I do it inside you? Fill you up with my seed huh? Make you carry my babes?” He groans, the idea of you being pregnant with his children driving him insane, it would always be a good way to get back at Criston.

You feel him hitting your sweet spot inside you, prodding it with his tip every thrust. His pace falters as he reaches his end, with a final thrust— he finishes with a loud moan of your name as he pulls back and recaptures your lips, kissing you with even more hunger.

He keeps thrusting, wanting you go finish as well, you were about to; almost reaching the breaking point— “What in the seven fucking hells is going on here?!” The shout of a familiar voice makes you snap out of the trance, Gwayne halts and you both immediately look to the place of origin.

It was your brother, Criston.

His expression contained that of both anger and shock, Gwanye quickly pulls himself out of you and puts his breeches back on and you get off the ledge and pull your skirts down and pat the wrinkles down.

“B-brother I— I can explain, it was me—” You begin, “Be quiet, Y/N.” He grits his teeth, cutting you off from speaking as his eyes shoot daggers into Gwayne, whose face is now bearing a smug expression.

“You fucking bastard!” Criston yells before he reaches over and grabs Gwayne, throwing him to the ground before punching his face. Gwayne dodges it, holding his hands down. “It is not so nice when you discover that someone has been fucking your sister, is it?” Gwayne remarks which angers Criston further.

A group of guards rush over putting an end to this fight, pulling the two men apart as you stand there in shock, shaking as if you were scared of both the men.

The next thing you know, You, Gwayne, Criston were all standing before the dowager queen as she looked at you all three in questioning ways. “What has happened?” She directs her question to Gwayne who raises an eyebrow.

Gwayne doesn't answer, “This b- Lord Gwayne was—” Criston swallows as he looks at you, “He was caught in a compromising position with my sister.” He blurts out, “And what was the compromising position that made you raise your hand on my brother, Ser Cole? They could have just been together—” Alicent wanders off.

“He was fucking my sister.” Criston grits his teeth, spitting the words out like venom, causing Alicent to cut herself off. She goes silent as she looks over at her brother, “Is this true?” She asks and Gwayne nods, “Yes my Queen, how can a man hold himself back at the sight of such a maiden? Besides, she wasn't opposed to the idea.” Gwayne speaks out, his words angering Criston ever more.

“Y-yes your grace, I wasn't opposed to it.” You jump in defending Gwayne which makes me smile at you, making Criston look at you in disbelief.

“My Queen, he has tainted her, he has ruined her, who will marry her now?” Criston brings up a valid point which makes the Queen get lost in thought, you put your head down, ashamed of it.

“I shall, I will marry her.” Gwayne volunteers which makes everyone look at him in shock. He only offers a smile.

He wasn't doing it out of kindness or anything, he knew that by marrying you, Criston will experience the same torment and anguish Gwayne felt when he discovered the truth of Criston and Alicent, except it will be a hundred times worse because Criston has no way to avenge himself, for he cannot marry Alicent.

He'll have to suffer, watch his little sister marry Gwayne, become his wife and a mother of his children, every step will be a stab in a vital organ to Criston.

Was Gwayne going a bit too far? Perhaps, yet it didn't matter, for the situation only benefits him. Not only will Criston be tormented by this relationship but he will have you as his pretty wife whom he can fuck and ruin all he wants.

Gwayne is a selfish man.

— !  ݈݇- thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed it <3 comments and reblogs are appreciated greatly ♡

[hootbon]

PSA:

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[ca-dmv-bot]

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[zachattack311]

(Breeding ritual, part 3)

He stays still for a few moments, appreciating your moonlit nakedness. He kisses your forehead again, and thrusts.

He grips your waist firmly and roars, forcing himself inside. Your pussy slowly widens to accept him. It's painful, but it feels good somehow. It's such a tight fit that you can feel his dick vein against you, you can even count his heartbeat as it thrums against you.

Some tears stream down your face, mixing with the cum he painted on your cheeks earlier. Your body betrays you as your wetness lubricates him, allowing him to force another inch inside.

Your pussy involuntarily clenches, and the man growls. It's gripping onto him like a hand gripping onto a ledge for dear life. He looks you in the eyes with a feral demeanor - no wonder the village women thought he was a werewolf.

He roars again, with a powerful force he plunges himself inside you. You cry out in pain - but also pleasure? His tip touches your cervix lightly, you can feel his heartbeat quicken as his vein beats like a drum inside you.

His belly is now pressed up against yours, and he's glistening with sweat. Your innocence is now well and truly stolen. But perhaps there was still hope you wouldn't be fouled by this man's offspring?

"Please do not inseminate me, sir" you say meekly, although this man certainly did not deserve such a title.

He reaches a hand up and wipes away one of your tears. "I planted many of the trees in this forest," the woodsman says. "Why not plant my seed in the women, as well?"

To your surprise, he begins to withdraw, unsheathing himself from you. You breath a sigh of relief as the head of his penis reappears, no longer invading your precious womanhood. He positions himself so that his penis is just inches away away from your face. More hot precum dribbles onto your lips. He waves it in front of you, and as it sways, you notice how it glistens in the moonlight, how every inch of it has been baptized in your wetness.

"See how much you want me?" He says, before grabbing your hips and thrusting inside you, pushing all the way in with one aggressive movement. You scream, but he ignores you. The look in his face is that of an animal as he thrusts in and out, in and out.

You dont know how long it lasts. You hoped he would be quick, considering how much cum he produced before even entering you, but his stamina is impressive. You can see the outline of his member on your lower tummy as he fucks you. You feel him swell and twitch inside you.

He begins to slow his thrusts, but his heartbeat does not. He stops for a brief moment before howling and giving you one last thrust before erupting inside you. Wave after wave of hot semen pumps into you, and you convulse and shudder as he does, too. How shameful of you to climax at the same time as him.

He continues to spurt until you are full, and you can feel the warm liquid oozing out and onto your thighs. He continues to thrust slowly, fucking his seed inside you, making sure not to waste a drop. But his thrusts become meek, and he pants heavily. Finally, he withdraws himself. He moans as one last spurt takes both of you by surprise, painting your tummy with more fresh seed.

Despite looking exhausted, he grabs your legs and holds them up, pressing your knees up to your shoulders. He rocks you gently, and you realize that he's doing this to increase the chances of conception. He gazes into your eyes with a satisfying look, as if he just captured a castle.

After a while, he unties your hands. You wonder if this is your chance to get away, to find a river to rinse his brutish seed out of you, but you know it's already too late. Besides, your entire body feels sore from his animalistic fucking, and you're not even able to walk right now.

He removes his wolf pelt from his back and throws you over his muscular shoulder like you're a sack of potatoes. With your legs hanging over his chest and your torso hanging over his back, you look down and see his buttox for the first time - they're firm and muscular, and you appreciate the way they move as he walks.

He makes his way through the forest with certainty, and despite the situation, you feel safe - this man would certainly protect you now that you're carrying his child. You love the way his bare muscles move against your limp body.

While it's hard to see your surroundings being carried like this, the thick roots give way to smaller shrubs, and then grass. He's bringing you back home.

You hear a door open, and he lies you down on your bed - how did he know which house you lived in?

A lone candle on your nightstand illuminates him - it must have been lit by one of the village women, knowing the "werewolf" would return the sacrifice.

You notice a considerable amount of fluid on his shoulder - it's a mixture of your wetness and his semen that had oozed out of you as he carried you. You feel like you've marked him, somehow. It oozed down his chest, over his abs, and even down his thigh. You reach out a wanting tongue along his thigh, lapping up the mixture.

He grows hard again, his manhood pointing directly towards your face while you lie on bed. He sighs, saying, "I must leave now." He turns to leave, revealing his toned butt again.

Some irrational thought takes over you. "Wait," you say. "Let me give you a goodbye kiss."

He turns, steps toward the bed, and closes his eyes, pushing his lips out expectantly. Instead, you plant a light, brief kiss on the tip of his engorged penis. "Goodbye, sir," you say, keeping your eyes on his oversized manhood, as if you were addressing his penis and not him.

He walks out of your home, and you savor the one last drop of cum he had given you upon your parting kiss, wondering when you would taste him again.

The End

[scytheaudio]

so for feathers and thorns is the bed situation for Damiel and the listener like in the late 40's/early 50's where couples had separate beds, or do they share one when the listeners stays over?

I imagine them having some fooken maHOOSIVE royal floofy bed and the listener constantly tries to sneakily suggest things but Domial is too pure to catch the hint

"Darling....your buttox is pushing into me...do you want me to give you more room?"

Listener: chhrrriiiist 😠🤣😭

[ilikebigbellydotnom]

Kekkai Sensen/Bloodblockade Battlefront pred headcannons!

This list will be a vore headcannon list for nearly all the notable members of Libra, the list will include pred/prey details, WG, MG, digestion details oral vore and same size limitations for their belly! (keep in mind this is ONLY based on the 2 seasons of the anime and not on the manga, I'm aware there's differences between the two media : ] )

(PS, I am not doing human size increments for the Prey limit, there's too many large and wide alter world prey to do such a thing, so detailed similes and metaphors are what you get instead this time)

Leonardo Watch

Pred/Prey

If he swallows prey while at work he can't fit on the moped to get home, will usually stay in the Libra office and have Klaus help rub his belly for a few hours while he digests overnight with company! He will save devouring a person as a last resort due to the humans limited ability to move around with a heavy thrashing gut compared to other members of libra

Can attempt Endo vore, usually fails. Klaus & Zapp mainly know the inside of Leonardo's stomach, they live and tell because the humans acids can't break down their alter world flesh faster then the supernaturals healing abilities which unfortunately for Leonardo also applies to similar but not all alter world beings being undigestible for the small human.

Traditional human digestion, his prey will gently pass out and eventually circum to digestion, will only devour someone when they aggravate him or threaten someone he cares dearly about

HUNGER: quite hungry, but can hold back

METABOLISM: Average; will gain a pot belly for a while, the larger the meals, the bigger his belly will be. Secretly gains genital mass from his meals but can easily hide it with his outfit from everyone

VORE LIMIT: City bus size gut is the max Leonardo can handle, he holds up a prideful farce but if he reaches his limit he will become a whiney mess begging for rubs and digestive aids

Klaus Von Reinhertz

Pred/Fatal prey (except for when his friend or lover devours him)

Will vore regularly, he needs iron for his blood powers and regen effects, Prefers to devour some metals typically from weapons or even debris from a fight. Will gulp a common gang/thug passing by on the street if it means he saves innocents or Leonardo, will devour to safely contain thrashing vampires for Leonardo to use his past/present vision to exorcise the vampire's full name

Can't save anyone or anything inside his belly, his belly is average at digestion but his throat, pectorals, and stomach walls are nearly as strong as his punches... Usually causing pain and death on the way down to his stomach opening unless you're a vampire (Zapp) or well armoured alter world being then your worse worries are his acids. if you want to safely enter and leave Klaus' belly in one piece you'll have to be wearing a protective suit

Above average digestion, melty style digestion, unless it's an super powerful supernatural being most prey of klaus is dead or injured as soon as they enter the inside of his stomach! He digests quite fast with helpful hands, if not a lot longer to churn and process. Usually digests and leaves no bones from his acids being so deadly and effective. Can safely use his big schlong to safely carry lovers inside his sack or other types of prey in combat situations; he mainly saves it for in the bedroom however like a gentleman.

HUNGER: way above average but won't act out unless he's in a literally weakened or starving state to save himself, the more he uses his powers in a day the hungier he will become in the later half/night!

METABOLISM: Above average, doesn't really retain much muscles or fat for long periods of time from his prey due to his daily regiment burning so many calories, will gain muscle over all but fat pools around the torso and buttox!

VORE LIMIT: Klaus is a god amongst men in comparison to the rest of libra, if klaus had to he could easily fit the entirety of hells Salem lot/state of Manhatten into his belly and manage to gulp more! Just needs to be practical with his combat limits if the belly is a size of a large building then klaus cannot fight or eat his target with a large mound in the way!

Steven Starphase

Pred/Fatal prey, will sometimes shove himself down the maw of a pred or creature to freeze them from the inside out, doesn't mind the warmth of a belly but rather have prey inside him rather then become a prey for someone else

Will vore someone every day if he could, but doesn't bother with the hassle unless it involves some thug or villain at work he needs to melt down or detain

Can Endo vore, since his acids are cold and freezes his prey solid before moving the prey from the stomach to the intestines, if his body can detect movement and heat inside his stomach organ the real digestion doesn't start until the prey is frozen solid and can't resist the acids in his bowels, has swallowed a few lucky ladies and Leonardo in the past to save them from a dire situation

Since his digestion acids freeze his prey over time, he doesn't actually begin to feel full until they leave his stomach, he can take a long time to digest, up to 4 days if the prey is the same size as him longer time if bigger

HUNGER: average, gets hangry but takes a long time to become moody

METABOLISM: Average, if he eats a lot of regular or big heavy prey he can start to sport a round pot belly and a more muscular physique from digestion, will be able to burn it off with ice powers to melt the fat away, but still is insecure about his belly bulging out of his suit from the fat gain

VORE LIMIT: can handle roughly a seven story apartment complex in his belly if he had too, at that large limit of a size he would be belching and bickering about getting the libra interns over to him to treat his cold to the touch belly ASAP

Zapp Renfro

Pred/unwilling Prey

Will always digest his babes and add them to his great body, sort of like a male version of a praying mantis, except instead of the head he's swallowing the whole body instead. Will periodically get swallowed by an enemy or Klaus from trying to fight him. Leonardo on his worst of days will also gulp down Zapp and make sure he's on tummy time out for the rest of the office to have peace and quiet Zapp can't kill the guy and has to let it happen

He both can and cannot do endo, he is capable of doing it, but keeping prey alive for a long time is something he struggles with. IF he could focus long enough on not digesting them he would be great at it. Due to his ADHD like attention span the man will get distracted by food and woman while walking, these thoughts trigger his stomach muscles and acids to go in full effect and it's very hard for Zapp to stop it once it starts... Which is why he has to be careful whenever he tries to Endo vore Leonardo for revenge because if he digests libra's favourite human and his boss's potential lover, he knows Klaus just eating him will be the easy part of his suffering punishment.

Has above average digestion properties, will crudely gut crunch his prey and grind them over any surface to break them up even faster so he can eat more belching while doing so

HUNGER: Always hungry but keeps his hunger levels in check most days

METABOLISM: Below average, will gain fatty love handles and pot belly from junk food and fatty prey he consumes, alternatively he gains muscles and toned abs onto his body whenever he churns a fit or buff prey! He is hesitant to vore certain prey do to his physique being so impacted by the prey but if drunk enough he could care less about the blubber he'll sport

VORE LIMIT: about the same as Steven, several story building worth of prey packed inside of him is his rough limit, he will gloat about his belly with pride even if he can't physically fit inside the Libra office, which happens more often then not, on those digestion/blubbery belly days he will remote call into the office and somehow makes his way to the scene around the city with the rest of his coworker in time every time

K.K

Pred

With her remote locations in high places from sniping it limits the woman, she can't really vore much with her secret double life as a mom and supernatural sniper making it a rare occasion, her husband knows about her vore capabilities in the bedroom but he thinks that's her only secret she shares with him... K.K denies she uses her vore powers in the bedroom at work

Is fully capable of Endo, and will regularly consume her husband some nights to comfort him and bond. Will use her vore powers to save several people from tragedy or explosive deaths inside her belly. Forces an emotionally distressed Leonardo to spend some "mommy" time with in her belly to help calm him down and talk about his tough/romantic problems with her!

Will be able to start her belly digestion sequence with a Zap to the outside of the belly, triggering her electrified stomach acids instantly dazing prey and turning the gentle Endo belly into an electric Tesla death sphere

HUNGER: reserved, but will get hangry after a long day

METABOLISM: Above average, with her lean lifestyle, healthy home meals, and walking with ankle weights, the woman can digest and hold onto fat for a few days before her lifestyle habits burn the blubber away, her husband loves when there's more cushion for the pushin so she'll try to keep a balance of thin and thicc physique when applicable

VORE LIMIT: K.K has not reached her physical limit, she has a mental/pragmatic limit because she still needs to be able to fit though door ways to get home and traverse the day to day around the city, because of that the largest prey K.K. has ever consumed whole was larger then two food trucks parked beside eachother worth of belly

Chain Sumeragi

Prey/Forlorn pred

Because of her powers she can't use them and keep prey inside her belly, they will always fall down to the ground if she flies or adjusts the weight of her flesh. She does however use her powers to save teammates who may have became prey in the belly of another pred, or she'll enter the belly and deliver painful attacks from the inside

Isn't capable of Endo vore however she is able to digest normally if she eats a prey before bed or in a safe space where she doesn't need her powers. Will sometimes fill out Leonardo's, Steven's and sometimes even Klaus' belly with her presences. She'll enter Leonardo as a joke, enters Steven when she's horny or flustered, and when scared or jump scared she'll enter the belly of Klaus knowing it's pretty much the safest place in the city to be in.

Can only digest like a standard human, will typically drown her rare prey in liqueur usually because they're her drinking partner.

HUNGER: hungry for food, but picky with people

METABOLISM: Since she exists between several dimensions at once, she can never gain weight from her prey, will always maintain her figure after digestion like nothing happened

VORE LIMIT: hasn't been reached yet but she manages just fine with 3 large prey worth inside her belly

Zed O'Brien

Pred/willing prey to friends

Prefers to devour and digest prey way more then become a part of someone's belly as a prey himself, with his extra aquatic capabilities his saliva in his mouth coats his entire throat and stomach organ as a means to trap and ensure his meals stay inside him, doesn't mind being eaten by Leonardo, especially when him and Zapp start arguing he appreciates the cool down time inside his pal, will always float in water with his big prey filled belly from the digestion gases inside his belly

Is capable of Endo vore to save a comrade or civilian, but very difficult for him to upchuck and pull them out of his slick maw, usually someone in the Libra office has to help Zed by pushing upwards on his lower belly while someone pulls on the limbs from his open maw. Loves the feeling of prey moving inside him most of the time

The fish man has a hybrid digestion system, his body will first swell out his preys remaining movement space with a rising tide of saliva, once submerged the acids in the saliva kicks in and with motion triggers the digestion process, meaning if he rubs or has someone else rub his slurry filled round belly the digestion of prey will be nearly rapid for Zed if not he can wait to digest a prey in his belly until nutritionally needed for a later time with a pot belly keeping the slurry contents inside of his last vorish event

HUNGER: Quite hungry, but will endure if he has food in his belly awaiting processing

METABOLISM: average, will gain a hard like shell around his upper body and legs from the extra marrow and calcium from his prey, however due to aquatic mammals tendency to hold onto blubber for long periods of time Zed will always get a fatty over hanging gut for days to weeks depending on how much he gored or size of the prey he ate, he will spend hours exercising and swimming laps in his tank to burn the blubber as quick as possible.

VORE LIMIT: can eat A LOT his midsection is designed to handle a lot of movement and large amounts of it, he could potentially but hasn't yet reached it able to fill up an American football stadium to the tippy top with his squirming gut and still fit some prey inside him!

Gilbert F. Altstein

Pred/Willing Prey

Does combat rarely, in his younger days he would consume people and food on the regular until he found no more fulfillment with his lifestyle and decided on the easier life style of taking care of a rich family's overpowered vampire child, however he will devour large prey with ease if needed be

Is capable of Endo, will use it to save civilians from disasters and release them when safe, Klaus when first awakening from his chained encampment underground first few weeks back on the surface he would miss the darkness of the underground bunker, and with no affection from anyone for several years gilbert has swallowed Klaus whole a few times while he needed a nap or a destress activity that wasn't cyber chess, Klaus at his worst will still do it to this day, but gilbert is happy Klaus is opening up to having Leo take his pred role from him in due time

Since gilbert is a mummy like entity he can wrap his body bandages around certain prey to detain them, he can also tighten his bandages while having a rowdy prey inside him and crush them down to mush as his body begins the normal digestion process

HUNGER: not very hungry but will eat food and people for nourishment

METABOLISM: very bad, gets a huge overhanging gut when he eats a lot of prey, will take him months to burn it off, for this reason he does the vore act more rarely in his elderly years, Klaus seems to approve of it so Gilbert will keep his belly for as long as his young master pleases

VORE LIMIT: Can eat a several story building in his belly easily, however he reframes from doing so because of the calories, he needs to fit though door ways and still fit in his car to drive and escort Klaus and friends

This is my list of headcannons for the main cast of the anime, would love to hope this has inspired or peaked interests in watching the anime! It's really good I swear! Would love to know if any fans of the series in the comments below have any improvements or their own headcannons to share?!

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Why settle for lovely bones when you can have sexy bones? OoOOo look at my calcium infused buttox structure seggsy curves.

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sydney should also have lines expressing frustration when you don't do penetrative sex outside the prayer room (like when its clit/buttox instead), similar to kylar crying or panicking when you don't do penetrative sex