#dc vore

[thefanciestborrower]

Jimmy don’t you DARE tell him

[fandomymous-anonymous]

Cat and Mouse

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!!!Safe Soft Vore!! Keep yourself safe if this is not for you!!!

Willing pred, unwilling prey, digestion mentions (does not happen)

Tim stares out of the window of Titans Tower at the bay, sighing. He knows he shouldn’t be alone, but he needs his space to think about what’s going on in Gotham lately. He taps his cheek, doing just that. He wonders about Red Hood and why he wants Tim so badly. He wonders about Bruce benching him. He thinks that surely California is far enough away from Gotham that Red Hood can’t get to him. Tim brushes his fingers through his hair. He just doesn’t get it. He hasn’t done anything to the crime lord. He’s done his best to uphold the title of Robin. Even as just plain Tim Drake he can’t imagine anything he did wrong.

The lights flicker and Tim looks up at them. That’s not good. He’s the only one here and there’s no reason for the lights to be flickering. The lights power off and Tim groans as he waits for the generator to turn on.

He waits for a few seconds.

Then a few seconds more.

After a minute, Tim turns away from the window and starts towards the stairs to see what the problem with the generator is.

The lights turn on.

Red Hood stands in the middle of the Ops room.

Tim startles, jolting back. He reaches for his bo staff, only to realize it's not at his side. He wasn't expecting anyone to be here, so why would he have it?

“Hello, little chick,” Red Hood says. “You're far from your nest.”

“H-how’d you get in here?” Tim says. “The Tower is closed to intruders.”

“I'm not an intruder if I'm in the system,” Red Hood says. He brings his hands up to his helmet and takes it off. Tim stares at the face of a boy -a man?- he thought was dead. Jason Todd smirks at him. “Surprise, little birdie. I know you weren't expecting me.”

“You're dead,” Tim says.

“Not anymore.”

“What do you want from me?” Tim asks, stepping back.

“I want to show Bruce the dangers of making Robins.”

“Then why not go after him?” Tim says, eyeing the doorway behind him.

“Because you need to learn about it as well, little chick.” In the blink of an eye, Jason's arm dashes out and he grabs Tim by the shoulder. “Come on, lil chick, let’s make this fun.”

“Fun!?” Tim screams. “You want to… Have…” Tim trails off as he realizes that Jason seems much taller than he was before.

Jason grins, his fangs a bright white. “Get running, sweetheart.”

Tim doesn’t want to know what will happen if he doesn’t. He runs off deeper into the tower. Everything gets bigger by the second. Tim skids to a stop next to a door, staring up, up, up at a doorknob several feet above him. He can’t go up the stairs. He’s trapped on this floor with Jason.

Hide, he needs to hide. Where can he hide? Under a couch? The fridge? If Tim can make it to the other room in time, he can wait out this… shrinking that Jason did to him. Tim dashes away towards the kitchen, squirming under the gap between the fridge and the floor. It's terrible, dust and sticky spots covering the ground. But at least he's safe.

Jason walks into the room, looking over the counters and under the cabinets. A predatory gleam shows in his eyes. “Come out, lil chick,” Jason croons. “Come out, come out, wherever you are.”

Tim holds his breath, covering his mouth. Jason can't hear him over the fridge, can he?

The man takes a deep breath. In through the nose, out through the mouth. “I know you’re in here,” Jason says. “You can’t hide from me that easily.” Tim slides backwards, shivering. Jason walks out of the room. Tim looks up from under the fridge. He’s not there. A hand appears from the side of the fridge and snatches Tim up. Tim yelps. Jason shifts his grip so he’s holding Tim by his cape. He holds him up to his face, baring his fangs in a grin. Tim claws at his collar, gasping for breath. “I’ve caught you now, little bird.”

Tim bursts into tears. “Don't hurt me!” Tim cries. “I'll be good! I'll do anything!”

Jason snorts and grins sharply. “Anything?”

“Anything!” Tim yells, sobbing.

Jason raises an eyebrow. “Oh? Are you that desperate?”

Tim shudders at thes sound. “Yes.” His tears continue dripping, shaking his body violently. He can live in a cage until Jason lets him go.

Jason licks his lips. “I'm holding you to that.” Jason's stomach growls and the man smiles before opening his mouth.

Tim gasps, scrabbling at the man's fingers. “No!” Tim cries. “Don't eat me! I'll be good!” The drop into the awaiting maw is short. Tim tips forward as Jason lowers his head. Tim breathes heavily, his hands sinking into the plush texture of Jason's tongue. A sob wrenches out of his chest. Tim starts crying. “Please… You can have anything, I'll do anything, don't eat me…”

“You told me you'd do anything so I wouldn't hurt you,” Jason says around him. “I made my choice.”

“Please,” Tim sobs, shaking.

Jason chuckles. “You're cute, lil chick.” He rolls Tim around on his tongue, coating him in shimmering saliva. Tim wriggles the best he can, pushing at Jason's teeth. Jason lets out an amused huff. Then he tips his head back and swallows.

His throat is tight around Tim, pulling him down. Tim’s arms are pinned above him. There's no room for him to struggle. Tim lets out heaving sobs, beyond frightened.

After a few seconds, Tim is deposited in Jason's stomach, splashing to the bottom. Tim presses his hands against the walls, soaking wet.

Jason’s stomach glows a faint neon green. No, it’s not his stomach that’s glowing, it’s his saliva and the small pool of acid that Tim is sitting in. (If Tim was less panicked, he’d notice that he’s not being burnt by it, so it can’t be stomach acid.)

Jason lets out a small burp. “‘Cuse me.” There's a quiet tapping and Tim yelps as hands message him from the outside. “You hit the spot.” Tim struggles underneath them, gasping as the pressure increases. “Don't get any ideas,” Jason says. “You're mine.”

Tim kicks him once more, tears streaming down his face. He curls up, putting his head on his knees. This is it. This is the end of him. Jason hiccups, patting his stomach once more.

It's muggy and damp and far too warm, the feeling causing Tim to feel horrifically tired. If he falls asleep now, he might not ever wake up. But Tim doesn't want to know what being digested would feel like, so he closes his eyes and ignores the movements of Jason walking, the quiet ping of a Zeta Tube, the sound of a motorbike. The swaying rocks Tim to sleep.

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Tim wakes up covered in slime.

Tim wakes up?

Tim groggily opens his eyes, looking around. He's still inside Jason's stomach, which looks different at this sideways angle. Slime, the texture unlike the saliva Tim was swallowed down with, coats the entirety of Jason’s stomach. And Tim as well. Tim shudders, wrapping his damp cape around himself. It’s awful. He wants to go home. He wants to live.

Jason’s stomach groans around him and Jason yawns. There’s pressure on Tim’s side as Jason rubs his stomach. Gravity shifts as he presumably sits up. “Are you awake?”

Tim stays silent, scared at the thought of dying.

“I’m asking as a courtesy,” Jason says. “I know you’re awake.”

Tim swallows. “Y-yeah?”

“He speaks! How did you sleep?”

Tim hesitates. It’s frightening in here, but he actually slept fine. “Uh. Okay.”

“Great,” Jason says. “Do you want out?”

“...What?”

“Are you ready for me to let you out?”

Tim presses his hands against the walls, shifting into a sitting position. “You’re going to let me out?” His voice is small.

“I promised I wouldn’t hurt you,” Jason says. His hand rubs against Tim’s side. “I don’t intend on you staying in there forever.”

Tim swallows, queasy. Tears prick at his eyes. “Y-yeah, I want to get out.”

Jason hums in acknowledgment. “Give me a minute.” Tim, the saliva, and the slime rock in Jason’s stomach as the man stands up. Tim would find the swaying back and forth motion relaxing if he wasn’t inside a stomach.

G-d he’s inside a stomach. He still can’t really believe it. A glowing stomach that didn’t even digest him, but a stomach, nonetheless. Tim takes a deep breath, trying to keep the panic at bay. He can hear Jason’s even breathing and his steady heartbeat. Jason’s stomach burbles around him.

Tim can hear Jason doing something, even if he can’t tell what. Then cold water enters through Jason’s throat, swallow after swallow. The water soaks Tim even further, causing him to shiver. “H-hey,” Tim protests weakly.

“I need the water, Cocoa Bean,” Jason says. Cocoa bean? “You’d get stuck. Are you ready?”

“Yes, please…” Tim shudders at the thought of staying in Jason’s stomach any longer.

The muscles around Tim compress, forcing him upwards. He gasps, the compression around him worse on the way back up. He’s deposited in Jason’s mouth, covered in slime and saliva. Jason opens his mouth, spitting Tim into his hands. “There we go. That wasn’t too bad, was it?” Jason smiles slightly.

“You ate me!” Tim yells, which is admittedly a bad thing to do to someone over ten times your size. “I… I thought I was going to die!”

“Ah, I told you I wouldn’t hurt you, though. That was on you.” Jason drops Tim in the sink and pulls the moveable faucet off its stand. Jason turns the water on, testing the heat with his fingers. “Hold still.” Jason sprays Tim with the faucet, washing off the slime and saliva. Tim flinches as the water hits him, slowly relaxing into the heat. “There you go, Cocoa Bean. Nice and clean for your return to Nightwing.” Jason rubs him dry with a dish towel then gently removes him from the sink. Tim shivers at the sudden loss in heat. He doesn’t struggle, afraid of falling if he does. Jason places him on the counter and rubs his hair with a finger.

Tim returns to his normal size at the same speed he shrank. Jason lifts him and tosses him over his shoulder. Tim yelps. With one hand, Jason puts his helmet on. “Let’s go, chick.” He swings his legs out the window and climbs out, shutting it with one hand. Jason jumps over the rooftops, Tim wriggling in his grasp. “Stop struggling, please. I don’t want you to go splat.” Tim does as he’s told.

Tim can see Dick standing on a rooftop just outside Crime Alley, the Nightwing suit a brutal contrast against the rising sun. Jason comes to a stop next to him. “Hello, Nightwing.” Jason shoves Tim into Dick’s hands. “Your birdy has been delivered. Pleasure doing business with you.” Jason turns and goes another way, likely to a different safehouse than the one the two just spent the night in.

Dick sets Tim down, busying himself with fretting. “Are you injured? Did he hurt you? What happened?”

Tim wonders if he should inform Dick that his younger brother is alive and can eat people. What he says instead is, “I’m fine, it was scary but I was safe.” Time to pack this all in a box and never think about it again.

Dick hugs Tim tightly. “I’m glad. I… I couldn’t lose another one.”

Ah. Tim probably made the right decision in not telling him then. Tim lets Dick pull him along, glancing back at Crime Alley. Jason is nowhere to be seen.

Tim lets Dick drag him back to the cave. He’s ready for a bath and some proper sleep. This was the most exhausting thing he’s ever experienced.

Eh, could’ve been worse. He could be dead.

Tim’s shower is short and sweet and he blacks out the minute his head touches his pillow. Home sweet home.

[jkknight98]

Bite-Sized Bats 1

So after who knows how long it's been, I'm finally making a comeback to writing again and it's for a new fandom, the DC universe! I hope everyone enjoys this first part of a series I am doing with Batman and Superman at its center. Of course, do not share this to the main fandom tag, and if you send me hate messages, do get a better hobby.

Warnings: Soft vore, implied character death, injuries, strong language.

Life in Gotham was never easy; the local populace was constantly infighting between the rich and lower class; villains and heroes caused property damage almost daily; and even the city atmosphere had an air of despair hanging around it. It was rare that a new building would stay pristine before it quickly ‘broke in’ as the city accepted it, robbery being the most common form. The normal citizen would always need to walk with both eyes and ears open, or else they would be robbed, killed, or used in a hostage situation by one of the many villain groups. Life in Gotham was tough, but somehow people managed to do it.

The other aspect of Gotham life that didn't help keep things easy was the secondary caste system that labeled everyone as either Predator, Standard, or Prey. A predator was a metahuman with enhanced senses and instincts like that of their categorization; they were a predator wearing a human mask, with mannerisms that caused the other casts to be wary of their very presence. They also have a dangerous ability to produce a strong pheromone when they enter a hunting state, having a major impact on prey castes and only affecting standards if the predator is especially strong or ravenous. It wasn’t uncommon that before the modernization of society, predators would actively hunt the other two groups for both sustenance and sport; now it happens rarely due to the work of the Gotham police. One would be a fool to think that it still didn’t happen behind closed doors and paid off hands, however. A predator takes full control of the prey or weakened standard when they shrink them down, especially in the case they decide to swallow them. This is done as a means to gain sustenance in an especially cruel manner, or in some worse situations, a predator has full control over their digestive system to create a living prison.

A prey is a metahuman that is almost indistinguishable from the Standard but is heavily influenced by a predator's pheromones, forcing them to become frantic and compress in size to hide/escape from the threat. This may have been advantageous when there were hiding places in the outdoors, but it would have almost become a death sentence if the city wasn’t so cluttered. Prey have also grown to be as difficult or unappealing to consume as possible, their anatomy changing to look as similar to predators as possible or to have a more lanky appearance to hide the hidden muscular system in their body. These metahumans are built to move and escape from any potential predation, so they excel in more athletic and sport-related career fields to keep their skills fresh, but it was too easy for a predatory manager to decide to thin his team and write it off as,’ They decided to pursue a different career path’.

The standard is, as the name itself states, they’re a human that can’t produce a predator's pheromones or be as easily influenced by them as a prey is. They sit in the middle ground as they usually can’t compete with the hyper-competitiveness of the predator while also lacking the physical abilities to compete with prey, leaving them to balance between the two sides without being attacked by either, almost acting as the mediator between the two. This wasn’t always the case as there would forever be bad blood between the two, and even a standard human could find themselves being shrunk or faced with the savagery of a cornered prey. 

But there is a glimmer of hope when a Predator decides to act against their nature and becomes the silent hero of Gotham, becoming both a symbol of hope for all three casts and an annoyance for those who seek the old ways or pure chaos.

~

Bruce sighed as he adjusted the black tie at his neck, both loosening and tightening it as his mind continued to wander. This event was supposed to act as a memorial for the passing of his parents as well as a means to raise funds to end the predator-on-prey violence charity he started ages ago, but he can’t help but think back to that fateful night down crime alley...

Bruce couldn’t help but laugh as he ran about the alleyway with his arms spread wide and spinning about; he wanted to be just like the superhero in the movies. He looked back at his parents with a hopeful smile. "Do you think I could be a hero too, even if I’m a prey?”

He remembered the look his parents shared before his father leaned down and ruffled his hair with a soft smile: "Well, we may not be like the superheroes on screen, but we are heroes to our fellow prey. By being at the top of the social ladder as we are, we beat out those predators and stand as a shining example for our people.”

His father was smiling so brightly when he finished that statement, it made Bruce’s heart sore with happiness... But a subtle smell caught his nose and caused both him and his parents to freeze. Bruce couldn’t even open his mouth before he was pulled behind his father and into the protective grasp of his mother, but it didn’t stop the smell from growing stronger. It was an almost heavy smell, full of musk and a sour smell of breath, which sent his hair to stand on end... This was the smell of a predator.

“Damn Wayne Family... stupid prey not knowing their place... even with all your money... I’ll show you where you belong on the food chain.” Stepping out of the shadows was a disheveled man; his clothes and physical appearance likened him to a coyote, a lurking predator that excelled in the city's darkened alleyways. He bared his teeth in a predatory smile that oozed hatred while the air started to grow thick with a sickly sweet smell.

Bruce’s father tried to pull out a handheld air purifier (a handy device that attempted to ward off a predator's pheromones), but the man tackled him to the ground before he could. His mother couldn’t help but scream at the sight before her, unfortunately causing her to breathe in deeply, which she realized as she turned and shoved Bruce toward the entrance as her body started to convulse. "Brucie... Run baby... and don’t stop til you get home!”

Bruce froze as his eyes traveled over his mother’s shoulder to see the man standing up with his shrunken father in his hands, squeezing him tightly as he laughed loudly, ”How do you like that Wayne, being put in your rightful place… I’m going to do that to your bitchy wife and bratty son too~” He lifted his father upwards and opened his mouth wide, Bruce turned and started to run as fast as he could. He stumbled slightly as his own body started to shake from his own exposure to the pheromones, feeling tears roll down his face and he fell and scraped his knees, staining the pants he and his mother worked so hard to pick out to match his father's.

He turned at the sound of his mother’s scream and cried harder at the sight, his mother's pearl necklace had been ripped from her neck and the white orbs were sent flying across the alleyway all while she was rapidly shrinking like his father. The Predator was standing over her form cackling as he watched her shrink, saying something that Bruce forced himself to block out as he got back to his feet and ran out of the alleyway, trying to blink away tears as his mother's screams grew fainter. He stumbled again as his body tried to stop the shrinking, but his training was done in a safe setting with a predator his family trusted, but this was real and the effect much stronger.

“Oooh Wayne Bratt…..Where did you go??”

Bruce froze at the crooning voice of the predator, he needed to hide because he couldn’t run anymore at his now tiny size. He looked for the best hiding space he could and dove into an opening formed by a collapsed building, hoping to find safety in the rubble and trash. He burrowed his way deeper into the debris and dirt hoping to hide his terrified scent and hide anything that would stand out, especially his crisp white button-down that Alfred worked so hard to iron. He made his way to a wall and curled tightly against it, using the small opening made by a water-wilted box to keep an eye out for his hunter… just when he thought he could relax and think he could think of a plan to get home… the voice came again.

“Are you here Bratt, this is the closest place a prey could get to at your size, you think I won’t smell you out, all you rich trash smell the same..” He couldn’t see the man yet but he could feel the small tremor of the man’s steps…. Almost as if he was in the dinosaur movie his father sometimes watched that had the T-rex and its booming steps….he wondered if this is how that goat felt. A shadow fell over his box and Bruce just closed his eyes to accept what was coming… he couldn’t fight or run anymore…but at least he would be with his parents.

But something else happened.

“Damn Bats…Rats with wings!!” The shadow moved away as a flurry of squeaks filled the air and the man left the building,” Damn kid probably isn’t here…” The muttering grew fainter as the man moved on, leaving Bruce in total disbelief…

It wasn't until a few hours later that a worried Alfred went to leave the manor to search for the missing Waynes and he stumbled upon a very disheveled Bruce just outside the manor grounds. The boy somehow managed to make it back though he looked like he'd been drugged through hell, and when he got the sob-filled story from the boy, the older man couldn’t help but think he did. Alfred knelt and pulled the boy to his chest, ignoring the smell of filth, and had to stop a protective growl at the scent of a predator on his young master.

“Come on Master Bruce, let's get you a bath drawn and I’ll set you up in your parent's room for the night.”

He tried to pull his arms away, but when the boy's arms tightened around his neck, Alfred sighed and resigned himself to lift the young master into his arms. He slowly began to walk back towards the manor as he listened to the boy's muffled sobbing, he liked working for the Waynes, even with the fact he was also a predator. He would take his own time to grieve the loss later but for now, he needed to focus on the boy he also viewed as a surrogate son, the young master will need a lot of help for this trama but he would see to it that all of Thomas’s and Martha’s work would not be in vain. 

His eyes were drawn upwards as a group of bats darted around overhead as they chased the midnight insects, he was oddly drawn to them.

~

“You’re going to wear out the fabric of that tie, Master Bruce, are you trying to start a fire with it, That really would put on a show for those stuck-up predators out there.” Bruce jumped slightly when Alfred appeared behind him in the mirror, the older man smiling softly up at him as he moved around him, gentle hands reaching up to fix the tie to perfection.

“You are truly a skilled man Alfred; I would never have defeated that horrible thing.” Bruce couldn’t help but crack the joke as the older man huffed in disappointment, but enjoyed the comforting feeling of the man’s warm hands as they brushed away any wrinkled or speck of dust he must have missed when he pulled on the suit. “I’ll be fine Alfred, I’ll deal with those predators trying to intimidate me into making deals or threaten to eat me with the hors d’oeuvres we will be serving tonight... What do you think I would go best with?”

Alfred could only huff as he turned away to check his attire for any blemishes,” For the bullheaded attitude like to take up with me and the villains you face... You would pair best with a toasted crostini with whipped goat cheese and pesto while you act as the sliced tenderloin, but you will not be on the menu tonight, Master Bruce.” The elder gentleman then turned to leave the room, pausing just enough to slightly ruffle the younger man's hair before he fully left, his voice echoing in the halls as he directed other staff to their roles for the night.

Bruce huffed as he tried to smooth his hair, ”What kind of butler ruffles his master’s hair.”

[aztecbrujeria]

TW: Body horror…Vore…Pomegranate state of mind

I’m craving being fucked slowly and roughly by Sukuna on his throne. Him biting and ripping the flesh and tissues off my bones, the marrow exposed as he bites down, the embodiment of being torn to shreds and taken into him, all of me for his hunger. All the while he kisses and licks the side of my face whispering in my ear how much he loves me, how pathetic and how much of a slut I am, how good I am taking all of him. I crave the destruction of myself only meant for him as he has his fill of my mortal vessel…as he’s cursed me with regeneration and feeling every healing fiber and bone while I scream for more while the pleasure over takes all that I am. A constant state of destruction and reincarnation as unstable as the uranium eating the core of Chernobyl.

[phoenixcatch7]

*Slams fic down on your desk like an interrogator does a newspaper*

Absolutely phenomenal dp x dc fic. Awesome concept brilliant plot incredible execution. Pretty much The Single best supporting/mc oc I have ever encountered, such good characterisation, super interactions and relationships, we are healing and growing in this house tonight lads!!!!

[thefanciestborrower]

SHUT UP NO ONE LOOK AT ME

[fandomymous-anonymous]

*comes into frame with a big cup of boba as if I haven't been missing for a few months* ...I just think that J.ason T.odd has big pred energy, and that B.ruce convinces people that he is a scary one because he's Bat.man but he's actually very sweet

[kilowogcore]

Ya' remember the old days? When everything wuz simpler? When there weren't all this technology, all these rushin' cars, an' also when there weren't no Earth an' everhthin' wuz just the howlin' void?

Old Atum remembers, an' he regrets changin' that every day.

Now go eat people.

(Art sampled from "Catwoman" Vol. 5 #66 by Tini Howard, Ivan Shavrin, Tom Napolitano, James Reid, and Arianna Turturro. Edits: Altered Dialogue, Altered Balloons, Labels Added.)

[masaroisu26]

[risfics]

i watched bones and all and I'm thinking thoughts about jason... and consumption..... and blood...... and jason..... and consumption.. and blood... and romance and how it's not enough to be two together but how we want to consume one another to be one..... idk.. just thinking....

[teojira]

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Fluff, Angst, Platonic. (Go to my other fanfic blog for that.)

Things I Will Write:

Mild Yandere, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Cheating, Mild BDSM, CNC, Dubcon, Monsters, Hybrids, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Power Imbalance (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Feet, Armpits, Piss, Breeding, Mild Bloodplay & Knifeplay, Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Public Sex, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, Overstim, Edging, etc... etc... :P

*if you aren't sure, just ask!* :)

HC's, One Shots, Multi-Chapter, Drabbles, F/O Imagines.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / OC x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on! (you can request other characters from these fandoms, but it might take me longer!)

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve. Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee. YOU: Joe, Love, Beck, Peach. Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta. Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson. (Human Ver) Attack on Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin. BNA: Michiru, Shirou. Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans. (Including SDVE & RSV) Total Drama: All season 1 contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley. SheRa: All Adults (Except Rogelio) King Of The Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luanne, Nancy, Dale, John Redcorn, Kahn, Min. Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V, Tony. Riverdale: FP Jones, Jughead, Veronica, Hiram, Betty. Creepypasta: Ben, Jeff, Jane, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Slenderman, Masky, Hoodie, Toby, Nina, Clockwork, Splendorman, Kate. Gravity Falls: Stan, Ford, Soos, Giffany Steven Universe: Jasper, Amethyst, Blue Diamond, Peridot, Lapis, Garnet, Rose, Bismuth, Greg. Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona. COD: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria. Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabby, Edie, Mike, Lynette. DC: Batman, Harley, Joker, Ivy, Lex Luthor (Jesse Eisenburg). Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface (general), Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Wraith, Huntress, Trapper, The Trickster, Pearl, Carrie White, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven. Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Waluigi, Bowser. Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo. Rick and Morty: Rick, Beth, Jerry. Stranger Things: Robin, Billy, Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper. Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast. Princess & The Frog: Shadow Man, Tiana, Lottie, Naveen. Ratatouille: Collette, Linguini. The Nanny: CC, Fran, Maxwell. Full House: Danny, Jesse, Joey. BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Amy, Penny. Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew. Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite. Breaking Bad: Skylar, Jesse, Walter. National Treasure: Benjamin Gates, Riley Poole. Superstore: Jonah, Amy, Dina. Spongebob: Man Ray, Dennis. Tangeled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell. Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy. Jane the Virgin: Jane, Micheal, Rogelio, Petra, Xiomara, Rose, Luisa. Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie. Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie. Scott Pilgrim vs The World: Kim, Gideon, Ramona, Wallace. American Animals: Evan Peters (Warren), Barry Keoghan (Spencer). The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler. Little Mermaid (2023): Ariel, Eric. Bob's Burgers: Linda, Bob. Avatar: Jake, Neytiri. Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.My Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa. Futurama: Leela, Amy, Fry, Bender. Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Wiploc, Zeebo, Valerie. Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Castiel.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch) Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River) Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby) Randy Marsh (South Park) Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Prairie) Master Chief (Halo) Ian Hawke (Alvin & The Chipmunks) Poe Dameron (Star Wars: The Force Awakens) Linda Gunderson (Rio) Bruce (Beyond Therapy) Jack Harrison (Transylvania 6-5000) Peggy Bundy (Married… With Children) Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto) Scarecrow (Batman Begins) John Wick (John Wick 4) David Levinson (Independence Day) Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)Mike (5lbs of Pressure) Santa/Babbo Natale (Violent Night) Dan Conner (Roseanne) Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House) Lt. Robert 'Bob' Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick 2022) Francine (American Dad) Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs) Fujimoto (Ponyo) Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980) Doug Remer (Baseketball) Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park 1993) Rose Tyler (Doctor Who) Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops) Astarion (Baulders Gate 3) Trevor Phillips (GTA5)Shaun Murphy (The Good Doctor) Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia) John Doe (John Doe Game) Paul Blart (Paul Blart Mall Cop) Fezzik (Princess Bride)

[thefanciestborrower]

Hoi hoi! I was wondering if you could share more on your pred Super.Man? I'm really into DC rn and your one of the few people that has some vore for it, thx u for any you give!

Absolutely here you go!

Okay so Clark! My beloved! For my current vore headcannons I’ve decided the whole shrinking people and keeping them safe inside thing is just a natural extension of his abilities. After all, if he can shoot lasers out of his eyes and fly in space then I think vore powers really aren’t that out of the question lol. He’s pretty much always known about them and has likely even used them on Ma and Pa Kent a few times, but he really and I mean REALLY doesn’t want anyone else to know he can eat people. Even once he’s working as Superman he keeps that side of himself under wraps because he’s honestly still figuring out how to use those powers and they’re….scary to say the least. 

Jimmy and Lois absolutely end up finding out after they learn about the whole Superman thing though. He still didn’t really want to show them but Lois was in danger, he panicked, and Jimmy saw the whole thing. 

Clark was genuinely certain Lois would hate him for it but honestly, she was more surprised than properly scared and once she’d processed what happened she instantly became SO curious. Just absolutely bombarded him with question after question while poking at the walls and oh he got SO red. Things only got ‘worse’ once Jimmy caught up and practically tackled Clark to try and talk to Lois inside, figure out what happened, and maybe get himself eaten too. 

Side tangent about Jimmy. I absolutely think he’d not only know what vore is, but low key be kind of fascinated by it too. It goes hand in hand with some of his conspiracy theories and I feel like he’d give anything to be eaten by like. Mothman or something. 

Anyways once his eating people abilities become something his friends know about Clark starts to loosen up about the whole thing. He’s still embarrassed about eating people of course, but he’s gradually begun to enjoy it as well. Lois and Jimmy have made so many little games out of it and slowly but surely have gotten Clark far more comfortable and even a bit silly when the situation calls for it. He always has a bowl of warm water and a toasty fluffy towel ready whenever he spits someone back up and there’s no way to stop him from doting on them for a solid half hour at least once they’re out lol. 

Clark also has a massive appetite and insane metabolism because I mean look at him, he has to. It’s not really something he’s thought a ton about I wager, but it means he’s got a pretty bit capacity and could genuinely fit quite a few people down if he had to. Not that he wants to test that theory of course. What it does mean though is, since the default size he’ll shrink his friends down to is maybe six inches at the most, he’s usually still a bit hungry after downing them. Lois picked up on that FAST and was the one who finally managed to persuade him to eat a little food with her every now and then. He’ll say he only does it for her, but he likes it too. 

More often than not now the group’s little movie nights or camping trips will end with Lois and Jimmy tucked away in Clark’s stomach, and as much as that embarrasses him, he also LOVES feeling so trusted and accepted. It means a lot to him that they still like him despite all the weirdness.

[fandomymous-anonymous]

All these healing vore posts for the fact that Jason would probably have a healing stomach, due to the L.azarus Pits. There's no reason for this I just think it would be neat.

[safety-writes-noms]

If your still taking request and if you know who Jason Todd and Tim Drake are, can you write or draw Jason protecting Tim with safe vore?

Sorry if some of this doesn’t make sense!! I haven’t read any of the comics or watched any of the movies 🤧 I don’t even know the timeline for this either so uh, just turn your brain off if you see something that doesn’t match up with the canon. Also I’m not really taking requests :o people just tell me about stuff and I add drawings or write things :p uhhhh all my dc knowledge comes from a fanfic I read like… a year ago so 😞

[thegr33nc0met]

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This is a blog dedicated to works of fiction including yandere behavior, violence and NSFW content. You are responsible for your media consumption.

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Masterlist

Rules

Things I will not write:

If something is not listed, please feel free to ask about it. This list will be updated.

No Tag List. Do not ask to be added to one.

CisHet Female Reader

Piss and/or Scat (not including squirt)

Emetophilia

Vore

Grooming/Pedophilia

True Incest

Be respectful and remember that writers don’t owe you anything. I have every right to decline or ignore requests.

Warnings

This blog will contain works that potentially have these contents, but each post will have its own set of warnings.

Yandere

Monster Fucking

Breeding

Brainwashing and/or Hypnotism

CNC/DC/NC

BDSM

Polyamorous Relationships

Familial + Platonic Relationships

DDLG dynamics

Fandoms I Write For

♥︎ Slashers

♥︎ Scream Franchise

♥︎ Gotham

♥︎ Star Trek (all adaptations)

♥︎ Peacemaker

♥︎ Stranger Things

♥︎ Our Flag Means Death

♥︎ Avatar

♥︎ Wednesday

♥︎ Goosebumps (TV 2023)

♥︎ Scott Pilgrim Takes Off/Vs The World

♥︎ Hazbin Hotel

♥︎ Helluva Boss

♥︎ Percy Jackson (TV 2024)

♥︎Dead Boy Detectives (TV 2024)

♥︎The Sandman (TV 2022)

♥︎The Amazing Digital Circus

Feel free to make the requests as detailed as you want!! I write for all (non-cis female) genders, so feel free to specify that (if not, I’ll always write afab reader with they/them pronouns). I also write plus size reader if wanted, but body types will never be specified in fics unless requested.

mwah!💋