#hard vore (kinda)

[cicadako]

Something silly and extremely self-indulgent I made before.

Don’t worry, she grows back.

[vorekody]

Don't pet the car :(

[acorncake]

Could hank eat me pretry please 🥺🥺🥺 he's só handsome In your style

Hes not picky about who he eats

[cowardlyvoreo]

BLOOD/A BIT OF GORE WARNING/ALSO MAYBE HARD VORE?? idk, there are just a few limbs lost 😭

Don't worry, no one dies they can both regenerate, but yknow. The girls are fighting.

Happy 8/8 or Vore Day. Or the Anniversary of FN/aF. Whichever you like more.

My review of Dea/dp/ool and Wol/verine is that it's an amazing movie, and the 2 hour sex scene seemed a bit unnecessary, but it was fun!!! (What am I even typing)

Anyway have the vore

pretend vore stuff happens here

filler image so you can

Imagine

okay back to vore

BTW, I am still learning how to draw them, and this is only like the 5th time I've drawn Log/an and the 2nd time I've drawn Dea/dpo/ol 💀

Well, anyway. Since it's the fna/f day as well take this

Bye!!

[chikinan]

i feel like im not made for fanfiction circles. what if you were a cowboy fantazising about being a coyote so you could eat your companion whole, keeping him finally safe and carrying him with you forever <- this is supposed to be sexual btw.

[moonloredraws]

Hi, could I know more about The Forest story?? He´s really intriguing

Hello!! First of all thanks so much for taking an interest in my comics and stories!!

The Forest! Ahh, yes. "A Name Given" is a comic I'm going to make in the future whenever I get my energy back from working a whole lot (I recently got my first ever full time job that's not self-employment). It's kind of a fucked up gory story so just in case I'm gonna put most of it under a read more. If you don't mind themes of suicidal ideation, suicide, death, animal death and literal organ eating then you can go ahead and read! For everyone else... as Ye Olde Internet saying goes "If you don't like, don't read, and don't comment"

RIGHT SO! A name given is going to be my first comic with an EXTREME monsterfuckery rating, and as the warning above suggests, it's kinda messed up but hey, I bet it'll make most of our brains go BRR

Here's the little "menu card" as my patrons like to call these! I'd love to have this story be slightly longer, but I may have to cut out a certain plotline from the start. Essentially, Marianna used to be a happy little girl who'd sometimes have fun playing with a boy with REALLY green eyes whom her grandmother had told her to stay away from and never give her name to. Said grandmother was usually a little bit insane, and not lucid at all, but that one warning was said with such clarity it spooked little Marianna! Fast forward to several years, she's a grown woman, and she's super duper depressed. Nothing in her life is going right, she has no important relationships, nothing that keeps her going. However, she's too much of a coward to take her own life, so she opts for the next best thing: She's going to find that obviously fae green eyed boy, and if he wants to consume her, so be it.

She enters the forest behind her house, and searches and searches until she finds a strange fairy ring, not just one where it's little mushrooms in a circle, but this one is... more. She had seen it before, back when one of her mother's livestock guardian dogs had run after something, only for them all to later find only its head remaining in this exact ring. It left a profound impact on the younger Marianna, but she nonetheless steps in. And she falls. Falls deep and the world loses its colour and she lands hard onto a different forest floor, with imposing gnarled trees and crows cawing all around in a cacophonous, never-ending echo. And she is being hunted. She catches glimpses of skeletal riders on skeletal horses, and despite being 100% ready to die, her body moves, and she runs. She is chased, until she finds colour again and her heart yells at her to run towards it. She collides into a man, who immediately wraps his arms around her, shielding her from the ghastly Wild Hunt, and the man warns them to step away.

The hunters turn tail, hissing, grumbling that the Forest has taken away their rightful kill, but even these terrifying figures are scared of this man.

And Marianna looks up to see those same green eyes from her childhood, and a warm smile that hides a million knives.

"Mari, it's so good to see you again" A smooth buttery voice greets her, so comforting after the hissing and brittle yells that bid her to run.

But she was not here for any comfort, and she blurts out her full name. "Take it, I don't want it anymore, I don't want to BE anymore. Do what you want with me, I don't care anymore."

The Forest grimaces at her words, at first, but slowly his teeth become unveiled as his mouth twists into a smirk.

"Then, Marianna, you will be mine."

The words twist like a knife in the back of her skull and her stomach drops. This is why her grandmother had warned her. Unfortunately for grandma, she had been much too crass, and told the fae to never see her again, instead of simply skirting around. That spurning had made the fae take her sanity.

So she follows him, down twisted pathways, and she is frightened. She becomes more and more scared as she sees his human looking hands turn green and bark-like, and his hair turning long and into cascading lengths of foliage.

So she closes her eyes, and his hand is still warm, of so warm, and he is gentle in guiding her, making sure she doesn't trip. His hand slowly loses its warmth, and it becomes rough, and spindly, so she only screws her eyes tighter shut.

He stops, after a while. He stops and she feels him turning and he steps close and breathes in her smell. Her heart thrums in her chest, she has second thoughts, but he chuckles.

"It's too late for that now, you can't leave" and the words twist in her mind and she feels powerless.

She is scared and he kisses her knuckles, going up her arm, then to her lips. She wonders what death will be like. Little does she know she's already dead. Walking, sure, with a beating heart, but her humanity has already been eaten.

It doesn't take long for the Forest to coax her to shed her clothes, and she dares to open her eyes, only to find a monstrosity before her. Fear grips her, only for the Forest to tilt her head up and reassure her that any fear and mortal worries will soon disappear, but only if she trusts him...

Aaaand then he cracks open her ribcage, eats out her organs and then jams his 17 tentable dicks into her body cavity and uses her until he cums and she BLOOMS and she is well and truly not Marianna the human anymore.

We got some hard vore and TF going on here and it's not going to be for the faint hearted and yeah he had to eat her organs otherwise he wouldn't FIT in her. The epilogue would have her brothers looking for her only to come across her with unsettling green eyes and telling them they should have read her note to not come looking, cuz she doesn't belong there anymore. Like I said, I'd probably have to scrap the grandma, wild hunt and dog lil plotlines to make it all fit into like 20 pages, maybe increase it to 36, who knows. Anyway, hope you're excited for some fucked up shit!!! Cuz I certainly am and I know MANY of you are as well, and as soon as I have votes up for Book 2 comics I KNOW this will be the first one getting done. What can I say, we're all excited for some Fae Cannibalism going on!

[be-good-to-bugs]

ough want to make yummy stuff to eat

[mango-ribs]

Even as I have you now, I still crave you.

I hold you in my arms and tell you it’s alright, but I know it’s not right, I know that you will never forgive me what I’m about to do to you.

But I don’t care anymore.

I’m going to eat you, and you’re not getting out of this.

I love you dearly, but I don’t care if you’re going to cry and scream and beg. I won’t care when you ask me when I’ll let you out. I don’t plan to digest you, if that’s what you’ll be fearing - If anything, to you eventually, that may seem too kind.

No. I’m tired of starving, and now that I have you right where I want you? You are never getting out.

You can trust that this is the best decision for the both of us, that I have everything planned out and every possible opportunity for your escape has already been snuffed out before you can even conceptualize it.

Don’t cry about your family or your friends, because they won’t find us. You were always complaining about them, so maybe this is a good thing? Then again, I don’t really care what you view it as, because all that matters to me is that I have you.

And I do.

Let my body be your prison, my teeth your bars and the stomach around you your cage. Let my warmth blanket over you.

Or don’t, I won’t care.

Because you’re never.

Ever.

Getting away from me again.

What are y’all’s thoughts on preds that just.. never intend to let their prey go?

Whether it’s purposeful or the prey was forced into it, once the pred has them they never want to let them go.

[berrygoodjob]

MDNI 18+

Wanna bet?

What happens when you bet your virginity with Taiga and lose….

Tokyo Debunkers smut

CW: taiga, mild dub-con, very brief mentions of torture, biting, fem-bodied reader, gambling, virginity loss, selling your body, blood, mild vore, creampies, debt payment through sex, rough sex, cunnilingus in the torture chair, Voyeurism

“Ha! I win again!! Sorry Taiga, looks like I’m up this time!” you laugh at another win for you while taiga grumbles on about a losing streak.

“Hm playing with you isn’t very interesting, you always take the safe bet.” Taiga groans in response.

“Well duh, I’ve seen what kind of treatment the debtors of Sinostra get, and I’m not all that interested in being hunted for sport….” A chill runs down your spine at the thought of you friend Kaito and how he’s constantly being chased and hunted by Romeo. “….your vice captain doesn’t mess around.”

“Gyahahaha! I guess he doesn’t!” Taiga laughs off his vice captains less than legal methods of debt collection. He smiles sinisterly. “hey I know, let’s make this next bet an interesting one.”

“Interesting how?”

“If you win, I’ll clear your little friends debt.” He smirks, knowing that this is gonna be hard to refuse.

“And if I lose?”

“You let me fuck you.” His smile never drops.

Your face goes bright red as you realize how deep shit you’re about to be in. On one hand, you have the chance to clear the massive debt your friend is always whining about, on the other, you stand to lose your viginity, and to Taiga of all people…. Not that he’s unattractive or anything, but he’s not necessarily known for his delicate nature.

“Whatdya say? Sound like a fair bet to you?”

“No way!!” You huff at even the mention, but it actually doesn’t sound too bad. Besides, you’ve been on a winning streak….. Taiga’s been losing at every play….

“Suit yourself, but I spy Romeo on his way to hunt for debtors.” Taiga grins and nods toward the casino entrance, where Romeo has his sniper rifle loaded and ready to go hunt some debtors and shake them down.

“….fine. You’re on.”

“Great! Let’s play roulette for it then.” He tosses his arm around your shoulder and leads you to the roulette wheels.

“Why the sudden change?”

“We’re leaving this one up to chance! That way if you lose you can’t say I fixed the match gyahaha!”

You look at the wheel in front of you. Taiga watches intently.

“Red or black? It’s your choice.” He nods toward the wheel.

“…..I choose black.”

“Hm, don’t think so. Red for me then.”

The reality of the situation is starting to hit you. The ball rolls around as you watch Taiga. He’s completely enthralled by the game. He really is nice to look at, but he’s kinda scary, and he’s always so harsh….. If you lose, you’re really going to be at his mercy…..

And just as you have that thought, the ball lands on red. You lose. He turns to you and smiles.

“Better luck next time~” his voice dripping with faux sympathy.

He wastes no time in tossing you up over his shoulder and walking away from the casino and towards his room. He tosses you down on the bed and climbs on top of you.

“H-hey hey wait!!” You put your hands between the two of you, trying to keep a bit of distance. Your face is starting to turn a bit red.

“Hm, not going back on your bet now, are you?” His smile drops.

“L-let’s at least make one rule okay? A safe word? Right…?”

Taiga considers for a moment. “Sure, what’s your word?”

“….cashmere. And if I say that you have to stop no matter what…. Okay?” You say a bit sheepishly now.

“Mhm, but this is gonna be fun, I promise….” He pushes you onto your back, straddling your hips, keeping you pinned beneath his weight.

He leans over. You look up at him, unsure what to expect from here, so you just nod, visibly nervous.

In a surprisingly gentle motion, he brushes some hair away from your face. Then in contrast, he presses his lips against yours in a hungry sort of kiss.

As the kiss gets more intense, his hands snake down your waist to a firm grip on your hips. Your own hands starting to feel more comfortable wrap around his neck to pull him closer. Having his body pressed against yours during the heated kiss doesn’t feel as bad as you’d thought…. Actually it feels good, really good.

His body is toned and extremely warm against your own. His hands rubbing small circles on your hips, gently raising them just enough for you to feel him getting hard down there.

He nips at your lip and upon your gasp, his tongue enters your mouth. You taste a bit of blood, but that’s the last thing on your mind now as he begins to dominate your mouth. One of his hands moves away from your hips and traces up your waist and under your shirt.

You inadvertently gasp slightly and arch your back as his hand feels around your breasts, roughly squeezing the soft flesh.

His mouth breaks away from the kiss and moves down to your neck. It starts out gentle, as light kisses, but it quickly progresses into soft nibbles, then a full on bite.

“Ow!” Your hands move to push him off, but he catches both your hands in one of his own, not even needing to look up. He pins your hands above your head.

“Be good.” He growls into your neck, fully taking in the scent of you. You feel a drop of blood drip from the bite. He licks it up and kisses the wound.

He begins to roll his clothed dick against your hips, grinding into you at a painfully slow pace. You buck your hips, desperate for just a little more friction, but with his free hand he keeps you pinned down. He continues to nibble and bite at your neck and shoulders. Making sure to lick up any blood that begins to flow.

The hand he has on your hips now is tugging at the waistband of your uniform skirt, slowly pulling it down. Your face heats up a bit. He releases your hands to remove your shirt, as well as his own. He’s lean, but undeniably muscular. There are a few scars littering his skin, likely from his own reckless behavior in the field…..

Your eyes wander his chest and torso, not even noticing your own exposure until he sits up, still on top of you, and lets out a low whistle.

“You sure keep your aces close, dontcha?” He grins, eyeing your chest. He removes your bra with skill and precision. “That’s a view I could get used to…”

You start to feel the embarrassment of being almost fully nude in front of him. You try to cover yourself with your hands a bit. He clicks his tongue and stands up.

“None of that.” He pulls you off the bed with him and shoves you down in his torture chair. He straps you down before you can even get a word in.

With your arms strapped into the chair he sits on the floor and pulls your hips toward his face, spreading your legs.

“Taiga what are-“

“Shut up. Not another word. Let me enjoy this.” His tone is dangerous, much more serious than you’re used to. He threads your underwear around his finger and pulls it to the side, taking in the sight of your pussy all exposed for him.

“You’re wet.” He grins.

“Well yeah but-“

“I said shut up.” He glares at you from the floor. Once again, dead serious. He plants his hand on the sensitive spot where your leg meets your hip and uses his thumb to brush your entrance open, collecting some of your slick onto his finger. He grins and tastes it.

“Fuck, princess, that tastes good….” Wasting no more time, he shoves his face into your pussy. He licks and sucks on your sensitive clit.

You gasp and squirm around at the unfamiliar sensation of pleasure down there. Your hands move against the restraints of the chair and you whine a bit.

Taiga continues to suck your clit, now playing with the entrance to your cunt with one of his fingers, but not going all that deep.

You feel a twisting sort of knot begin to form in your stomach as you start bucking your hips shamelessly into his face.

“That’s right, cum on my face pretty girl…..” he growls into your heat. The vibration of his words pushes you over the edge. You cry out as pleasure rips through your body. He speeds up, then pulls away.

The lower half of his face is dripping with your juices. He chuckles. “I didn’t take you for someone so eager.”

As you pant and start to come down from your high, he undoes the restraints. He pets your hair lovingly, leaning down so his breath hits your neck. “Now we can start for real.”

He tosses you back onto his bed, with no regard for how easy it is for him to completely manhandle you. He pushes himself between your legs and starts to position himself at your entrance.

“Such a good girl….” He leans down and kisses you. It’s a bit more gentle this time. He pushes his tip in, groaning a bit at how tight you are. “….fuck, I thought I prepped enough. Relax.”

You feel his girth starting to stretch out the entrance of your pussy. He rolls his hips a bit, trying to get a little bit further in. You can’t choke down the moan of pleasure that escapes your mouth. “Fuck taiga~”

And at that sound, he can’t help himself, he snaps his hips all the way against yours, plunging himself balls deep in a matter of seconds. You cry out in pain, but he wastes no time to let you adjust.

His mouth takes over yours and he draws his hips back just to snap them into yours again. He greedily sucks on your lower lip as he fucks himself up into you at a brutal pace. His movements as fast and rough, but he makes sure to hit that sweet spot inside you each time.

You can’t even keep track of the noises leaving your mouth. He lifts one of your legs up into your chest to hit even deeper inside you.

His mouth moves down to your neck, once again nipping and sucking as he rails into you. His pace still not even beginning to ease. You feel that same knot start to form in your gut.

You try your best to verbalize what’s about to happen but instead, Taiga snaps into you even rougher.

“That’s it doll, cum all over my dick. Fuck yoh feel so fucking good….”

You cry out again and do just that. Creaming all over his relentless cock. He doesn’t even bother to slow down as he rides you through your high.

“Shit, squeezing me so fucking tight…. Don’t know how much longer I can last like this….”

Without any more warning than that, he flips you over onto your stomach and drags you to the edge on the bed so your legs dangle over the edge. He stands up and begins to hit even deeper inside you, his cock now bullying at your cervix.

He has your hips lifted up off the bed and face pressed into the mattress. You’re practically drooling all over his sheets the way your jaw is hung slack from the intense pleasure. Incomprehensible sounds leaving your mouth.

“That’s right sweetheart, fuck, lemme hear it…”

His balls hitting your clit at each rut into you is sending you close to the edge again, he leans over you, pressing his hot sweaty chest against your bare back, wrapping his hand lightly around your throat. He bites into the nape of your neck hard.

His pace is starting to get even harsher, pulling you even closer to another orgasm as well as letting you know that he’s getting close too.

With a few more rough thrusts he clenches his jaw around the flesh of the back of your neck. And buries his cock as deep as he can inside you, ripping another orgasm from you. Then another thrust, and you feel him twitch inside you. He holds you in place, with the tip of his dick roughly pressed against your cervix as far as it can go. You feel his hot cum full your insides, starting as deep as it can. He lets out a few shaky breaths and releases his jaw.

“Fuck. s’good…..”

His hands give one more squeeze to your hips. He rolls his hips against yours just a few more times to milk all of his seed out into your throbbing cunt. Then he pulls out, leaving you feeling emptier than you thought possible. He lets out another shaky sigh and leans down. He watches his cum start to drip out of you. He slides his finger up your slit, gathering the cum and shoves it back into you.

Upon closer inspection, he notices small streaks of red along with the cum. He tilts his head.

“Were you a virgin….?”

His question catches you a bit off guard and drags you back to reality. “Huh? H-how’d you-?”

“Shit. Id have bet way more if i knew…. Sex is one thing but your virginity? Id’ve at least bet something important. More important than that whining brats debt.”

He stands up fully, stretches a bit and drops over you. Pinning you against him in a death grip. He nuzzles his face into your neck, taking in the smell of you. “Felt so fuckin good though…. I wanna keep you all to myself from now on…..”

you try to squirm a bit in embarrassment, but your body is too exhausted from being completely fucked out. “….yeah whatever.” You grumble a bit, still a bit embarrassed. “Can’t you at least clean up?”

Taiga groans but releases you. He gets up and cleans up for you. He lays on top of you again, this time keeping just enough distance to look at your face. It’s hard to read his expression, so you just stare back.

“You’re mine now, okay?”

You blink a few times. “….okay.”

“Good, also you’re staying here tonight, I’m not done with you yet.” He gives you another kiss.

BONUS:

Romeo, now done with his debt collecting for the day and looking for the captain, ready to give that BTH another good scolding about how he should be treating the casino patrons. He storms into Taiga’s room, only to be greeted by the sight of that BTH fucking right into the BB(basic bitch) who’s face is pressed into the mattress so much she didn’t even notice his entry. Taiga makes eye contact though, not even bothering to stop what he’s doing. He grins and opens his mouth like he’s about to say something. Romeo doesn’t give him the chance. His face twists in disgust and he immediately backs out of the room, shutting the door behind himself.

“Was he in there Fico?” One of his goons questions.

“Nope. He must be busy…..” Romeo clears his throat and walks away. He’s gonna try to forget he saw that.

[deviousdeliciousness]

Just a Taste

borderline(?) NSFW (but no smut); TWs for soft vore, non/con touching, mouthplay (kinda sorta)

Teeny boi gets caught by a giant that just wants a lil' taste~

~~~~~~~~

"You're so cute," the giant whispered, lips tilting up as their cupped palms raised and brought Kai closer to their face.

Kai withheld a grimace, pushing further against the fingers nearly as long as he was tall at his back. This wasn't the worst reaction he could've come across after being caught by a giant, but that didn't mean he had to like it, either.

"Cute enough to eat," the giant murmured, hushed and reverent, and Kai froze, his eyes promptly blowing wide as he gaped in dumbstruck horror at the giant.

Oh fuck no. He'd been wrong. He'd been so, so wrong.

He hadn't thought - hadn't even dared to consider - that this was one of those giants. The ones that thought tinies were nothing but a quick snack - not even a meal.

As if to seal the deal, the giant licked their lips, tongue dampening the plush skin there.

Frantically, Kai looked back over the edge of the giant's hands, but he was met with the same sight as before: a fall he wouldn't be able to survive. At least, not one he'd able to make while still being in any condition to escape afterwards.

Maybe jumping would give him a better fate than what this giant obviously had planned for him, though.

Unfortunately, he wasn't given the chance to decide on his own. As if they'd read his thoughts, the giant's thumb swept around and pressed over Kai's waist like a solid steel band, keeping him pinned to the fingers behind him no matter how much he writhed and squirmed.

In front of him, the giant's face approached, their eyes almost seeming to glow in anticipation, their pupils blown so only a thin sliver of their irises remained.

"Wait-wait-wait-wait, nonono, c'mon," Kai begged, shaking his head frantically and kicking his legs out at nothing.

The giant only smiled softly at him, eyes falling half-lidded, and Kai squeezed his own eyes shut with a whimper as huge, warm lips pressed against his exposed abdomen from where the giant's thumb had rucked up his shirt to his chest.

Something - a nose - brushed against the side of his head, exhaling warm air over his shoulder and making goosebumps rise against his skin.

He kept himself as stiff as a board, jaw taut, even as he genuinely began to shake with tension from holding himself so rigidly, spots dancing across his eyelids with how hard he had them clenched shut.

He shivered as he felt the giant's lips part just the faintest bit against his skin, hot air ghosting against his stomach and making the muscles there clench.

A breathy laugh made the lips against his skin practically vibrate, causing him to gasp out in startled shock, his eyes snapping open just in time for the tip of the giant's tongue to dip between the seam of their lips and brush against his taut stomach.

His hands snapped forward before he even fully processed what'd happened, and he pushed with all his strength against the giant's upper lip, his hands sinking into the plush skin as his squirming picked back up with a renewed desperation.

"Please - please don't," he pleaded, tipping his chin up high both to get rid of the sight of the giant's mouth against his vulnerable torso as well as to try to desperately meet their eye.

A single eye, because there was no way Kai could meet both with how terrifyingly close the giant was to him.

A huge, clear blue eye - easily bigger than Kai's whole head was - met his frantic gaze, and it curved into a crescent that corresponded with the smile that had no right to feel as menacing as it did as it pressed the blunt edges of teeth against his bare skin.

"I - I'll do anything, just don't-" he cut himself off, unable to give voice to his impending fate, and he swallowed hard around the sudden lump in his throat, desperately blinking back the sudden sting in his eyes. He didn't want this. He didn't - he didn't know what he could've done to deserve this kind of end.

Strangely, the giant's gaze actually seemed to soften, but Kai ruthlessly shoved down the burgeoning hope it brought him. The being hadn't moved away from him, hadn't given him any actual sign of taking his words into consideration just yet.

Sure enough, when they next spoke, their words were a simple, meaningless placation.

"Shhh, it's alright," they crooned against his skin, their eyes somehow managing to dilate even further and going hazy with pleasure as their tongue came back to tease at Kai's trembling stomach.

Kai couldn't even bring himself to feel ashamed at the quiet, desperate whine that slipped free from his throat, and he pushed harder against the giant's lip, turning his head to the side to futilely look away from what was happening. As if not seeing it would make it any less real.

A second later, he gasped in shock as the giant suddenly opened their mouth wide, Kai's fingers slipping off their lip and straight into their gaping maw.

He quickly yanked his arms back towards himself, but the giant was faster, lips pursing closed around Kai's elbows as it gave a long, languorous suck to his trapped limbs. Kai's legs kicked out in a flinching spasm against the giant's chin, but it was as if they didn't even feel the action.

"N-no please-" he whimpered threadily, tugging harder, but the giant just pursed its lips even tighter, a hot tongue brushing against Kai's fingers and slicking his forearms with drool.

The giant's eyes fluttered shut, and they moaned around his limbs, thrusting their head forwards in a sudden motion that had Kai's bare arms swallowed up in their hot, cavernous mouth nearly to his shoulders. His elbows bumped against the flat, hard edges of their teeth, and he choked back a terrified cry.

Their tongue started to move around faster, more urgently, licking up his arms and almost seeming to try to get between his tiny fingers as their mouth quickly flooded with drool, making it feel like his limbs were in a slick, heated pool.

Then, somehow, they managed to dart their tongue between their lips without letting Kai tug his arms free too, and they laved a hot, wet stripe from his collarbones, across his neck, and to the underside of his chin.

He froze.

His skin tingled with the damp, rapidly cooling saliva, and his mind went fuzzy like he was in a dream.

A nightmare.

The giant's throat bobbed as they swallowed around their built-up saliva, the suction tugging hard on Kai's arms, which were then abruptly released.

The sudden liberation was so unexpected that he barely had the wherewithal to finally yank his limbs back to himself, his shivers picking up as he clutched his saliva-slick hands to his chest and stared wild-eyed and uncomprehending at the giant panting hot breaths of air against his trembling skin.

They nuzzled their nose against his cheek, and he flinched, biting back a whimper. The giant's comforting croon did little to calm him, and he instead went deathly still as a claw-tipped fingernail invaded his space and tugged at the collar of his shirt, only bare milliliters away from his vulnerable throat where his heartbeat visibly pulsed beneath his skin.

Another little tug had his shirt giving away with an audible tear, one that was only compounded as the giant leaned in and breathily, needily, husked, "More."

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huhuhu~~~ thhoughtts? :3

[belliesandburps]

Ruggie Bucchi (on command, post stuffing, and soda chugging) please 😊

(This will cover every Ruggie ask variant I got...because a LOT of y'all asked for Ruggie...)

Burping in public

"Shishishi! That's all I have t'say about THAT!"

"Whoopsies! That one just slipped outta me, didn't it!"

"Whew! (pats his stomach) Hehe, I had a BIG lunch..."

(blinks in surprise) "Huh, where'd THAT come from...?"

(smacks lips) "Ahhh, good ol' donuts still taste good comin' up too! Shishishi!"

Burping after chugging a soda

(smacks lips contently) "Ahhhh, that was brisk..."

(grunts) "Ngh, that ain't all of it...(takes a breath then grabs his belly with one hand) ...BRRRUUUUUUUUUPH... HHHUUUUUUUURRRREEEEEEEEUUUUUURRRRRRRPH!!!!!!!! Ahhhhh...THERE it is...(slaps his belly in relief)...WHEW...heh..."

(pats his chest and clears his windpipes) "Oof, heh, that had some POWER behind it, haha!"

(huffs then rubs his belly firmly with one hand) "Ohhhh man-*brruuOoOrruurrp!* Guh...*Urp...BWWOOOOOOOUUURRP!!!! Ooof...so bubbly..."

(greedily chugs the rest of the entire can in one go, crushes the can against his stomach, and lets out the single biggest burp you've EVER heard, then moans with abject relief, patting his belly in a heavily satisfied manner)

Burping after stuffing himself

"Ahhhh...(pats his belly)...ohhh man, I'm STUFFED..."

(snickers as he caresses his bulging belly) "Shishishi...my compliments t'the chef!"

(slumps back, enormous belly jutting up as he does so) "Urrrrgh...s-so...much...meaaaat...BUUUUUAAAAAAARRRRRUUUUUPH!!!!!!"

"Haaaahhhh...hehe...THAT'S where your lunch went, Herbivore...buuuut don'tcha worry...(pats his belly tauntingly)...it went to a worthwhile cause...my belly! Shishishishi!"

(grunts then thumps his gut to knock loose a thick afterburp) "Oof...'kay, maaaaaybe I overdid it, heh..."

Nauseous burps

(groans miserably as he rubs his stomach) "Urrrgh...ohhh that didn't feel good..."

(huffs, then lurches with another, much wetter belch that ends with him lurching and covering his mouth) "Hurp! Oh shit..." (rushes to the bathroom)

(cringes and covers his mouth) "Guh...that one didn't taste nearly as good comin' up as it did goin' down..."

(holds his churning gut with one hand and clutches his mouth shut with the other) "Hrrrmmmp! MMMMRRRRP!!!! Urrrrrgh...oh man, I'm gonna-hrlp-mph...b-be sick...urlp!"

(huffs and firmly rubs his belly from under his shirt) "Ooohhhh man...bruuup...BRRRAAAAAAAP!!! Guhhh...(stifles a large belch behind his fist and thumps his stomach)...oOoohhhh my belly..."

Burping to kink-tease

"Shishishi...ya oughta see how red your face is, herbivore..."

(sighs heavily with his tongue out) "Ahhhh, hehe, didja smell the peppers on that one?"

(snickers and rubs his belly) "Shishishi...loooooots more where THAT came from, herbivore..."

(holds up a finger) "Hold up...got another one for ya... (takes a deep breath, then belches as hard as he can right in your face, sighing heavily and breathing all over you after that) Hrraaaahhhhh...hehe, you're welcome..."

(huffs and grins cheekily at you) "Heh, y'like that...? (swallows down some air) BRRRAAAAAAAAAPH!!!!! Guhh... BRRRREEEEEEEUUUUUURRAAAAAP!!!!! (takes in several gulps of air, before grabbing your chin and forcing you to face him as he lets out the biggest, longest burp he can muster right in your face, intentionally dragging it out for as long as possible, then moaning with relief as his tongue hangs out lewdly) ...Haaaaaaaaaaahhhh...hehehe, how'd THAT one taste?"

Same-Size Vore

(sighs with relief and slaps his big, writhing belly) "Ahhhh, shishishi...ya really know how to kick up a storm, don'tcha..."

(leans back as his globular belly squirms on his lap) "Haaaahhh...I could feel ya squirm around in my tummy aaaaaaaall day long, but that's just gonna keep makin' me BBUUUUUUURRRRRRP!!!!! Guhhh, heh...and I kinda don't want'cha t'suffocate, shishishi..."

(sighs and slaps his gut heavily) "Whew! S'CUSE me! Must'a been someone I ate...shishishishi!"

(laughs and grips his bulging belly with both hands) "Hahaha! Holy crap, didja feel my belly shakin' around with that monster??"

(grunts and thumps his writhing gut) "Mph, hey! Settle down in there or I'mma chug more soda and keep burpin' til you're deaf!"

Burping to irritate

(grins) "Whaaaaaat? That wasn't me! (bats his eyelashes innocently)"

(snickers) "Heh, y'think THAT was bad? Wait 'til it all starts settlin'...(slowly rubs his stomach)...woo boy, I'm gonna burpin' aaall night..."

(mock pouts) "Tch, you're right! Where ARE my manners, huh?! (swallows air and holds his stomach firmly) ...ssSCUUUUUUUUSE......mMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEUUUUUUUURRRRRAAAAAAAAPH!!!!!!!!" Ahhhh...(gives his belly a few pats)...there we go!"

"Shishishi...my bad! I'll hold it in next time...(swallows air and stifles a BIG burp that reverberates heavily in his puffed out cheeks...then blows his fetid gasses directly at the person chastising him)"

"Sorry, I'll try'n keep 'em quiet...(intentionally burps in the person's ear)...well, I hafta make sure ya still HEAR 'em, right?? Shishishi!"

[justme315]

Caught 2/3

! WARNING !

Fear of giants, angst?,, broken trust, unintentional fearplay, panic, curse words, a character being religious

First part:

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"Wait! Nate please-" Hunter yelled out as his friend began to run in the opposite direction from him. His speed was unusual, much faster than it would normally be. He moved rather chaotically, as a scared kitten does when man appear.

It wasn't even surprising that Hunter didn't have to try hard to close the distance between himself and Nate. One step and their distance was maximally minimalized.

Nate was startled at that realization. His body moved against his will, cold sweat flowed his body, eyes as wide as they never were, skin turning pale. It was so easy for Hunter to get to him. It was so easy for him to just grab him. To hurt him. To kill him.

This whole situation could have been well handled if it was only the human who was panicking. Sadly, in this case it was not only the smaller being being terrified. Nate was just as scared as..

The giant.

Hunter mumbled certain words, not really making any sense. He was closer to Nate but his movements were just as chaotic and unnatural as the humans.

His body was trembling, the marks under his eyes revealed that he just stopped crying but it seem as if he was about to burst into tears once again.

As he put down his enourmous feet just a few feet (human ones) behind Nate the humans world collapsed.

Literally.

The human lost his balance and landed on his knees as the ground beneath him shook. His breath quickened, eyes became foggy from tears building in them, his heart raced just as his mind did.

He quickly tried to stand back up but was meet with his best friends shaky voice.

"Nate- Please calm down -" the giant spoke in his uneven speech, trying to calm down the situation between the two boys. Nate turned around only to face a gigantic face, many, many feet above him.

His legs became unsteady. His eyes were wide with horror. He took a small step back and as soon as he did he began running again.

This time though there was no way out.

The giant rushed his enourmous hands down. He kneeled and in less than a secound his freaking as-big-as-a-damn-house palms stopped Nates escape route.

"Nate, freaking hell just listen to me for a minute!" Hunter yelled out. It wasn't supposed to sound this angrily or harshly, he just didn't know what to do. He knew his words were useless but he needed to get his friend to listen to him. He thought he had lost him forever but the boy followed him to the forest so maybe there was a way to make their friendship last..

Well, anything Hunter thought was against the truth. I mean, he had a tiny tiny man, terrified of him, trapped between his palms. If Nate wanted to do anything with him after finding out the secret it was all long gone by now.

The sudden yell that Hunter made, made Nate stop in his trucks. He stood there, unmoving, only his body trembling making any movement whatsoever.

"Nate for Gods sake, please just stop running and listen to me" Hunter signed as he looked down at his friend. It was just now as he realized how terrified the human must have been. His eyes slightly soften and he looked down with pity and shame.

"Damn, Nate.." he whispered, moving his hand away slightly "I didn't mean to scare you, please don't freak out"

Nate looked up at his giant, his face still full of disbelief and fear, yet somehow.. empty. He looked drained. Like he lost all emotion, all energy, all his stupid positivity.

He just kinda stared.

His face showed fear, so did his body, but his eyes revealed dissapointment. Furthermore, they revealed a heartless expression.

Hunter knew thoese eyes. He saw them in so many peoples expressions. He saw Nate looking like that at others. He knew what those eyes said:

I lost trust in you.

Hunters eyes became foggy and blurry. Tears began to built in them. He kept this a secret so this wouldn't have happened! Why the fuck did it happen?!

Hunter moved his hands back, giving Nate plenty of space. He totally expected the boy to start running again but he just stared. It was even worse if we're being honest.

Nates heart raced but it wasn't half as fast as his thoughts. What stopped all of that was his eyes going black. He blinked but it didn't dissapear. His body felt heavy. This situation was overwhelming. He wanted all that gripped him to the reality gone. Because all that held him there was just.. the thought that Hunter had lied to him.

Before he could process what was happening he fell down, feeling his body touch the harsh ground. He lost all his strength in a second. He fainted? But he was still partially conscious.

Well, at last for a few more secounds.

The harsh ground was replaced with warm, soft, enourmous hands of the giant. The last thing he heard before totally going blank was Hunters yelling.

"Hang on du-.. ! I'll ge-.... -lp...!"

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Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it! Sorry that this part is short but it leads to the final part!

[oniongarlic]

im not gonna hijack someone else's post but whenever i hear the sentiment "we need weirder art" im kinda like. its there. it already exists, its being produced at a constant rate by niche weirdos both amateur and professional. and i'm talking truly bizarre shit that ranges in quality from crummy 5 minute ms paint scribbles to stuff made by weird-art lifers with 30 years worth of hard won technical proficiency.

I guess the main issue going on with the people who this is a problem for is that they don't interact with nsfw art circles?

to be clear i don't give a shit whether or not ppl want to look at porn drawings. but if theyre lamenting a lack of weirdness in their art consumption then. may i suggest. i dunno, get into pooltoys or vore or something. the fetish art world is a fruitful one for those wishing to be entertained.

[ratskinsuit]

*Thows this into the pit I keep you all in*

Here gremlins, food, specifically Adam flavored

This was made for my very best friends birthday, that was on march 2nd @chaoticcornchip, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL <3

(I’ve never written for Adam before so expect shittyness, and she let me do this)

Boyfriend headcanons: + Random ones

He definitely confessed first, because he’s Adam

Idk what sort of dark magic you did to get him to fall for you

Or have him STAY committed, that’s an achievement

When you two first started dating, you kind of just assumed that he would keep it hidden

No.

He is FLAUNTING you all around heaven.

“THIS IS MY GIRLFRIEND BITCHES. AND YOU FUCKING DICK SUCKERS COULD NEVER PULL SOMEONE LIKE THISSS”

Doesn’t let you go anywere near hell (whether your a demon or not) he doesn’t trust it

Honestly very scared of losing you

(He has abandonment issues because I say so)

Is terrified if you leaving him just like his other two wives did

Clingy

He will just randomly call you at like 3am because he’s overthinking and he’s lonely

His love language is your time spent together

Whether it’s him ranting about his day to you or just a movie and cuddles

Also expect lots of gifts, you will be spoiled

If he’s busy one day and isn’t there to spend time with you, expect to find something like a necklace on your dresser

He is very good with animals because I SAY SO

You say you like dog? Here’s a wolf

You like cats? Panther or lion?

You two have to go on ATLEAST one dinner date a week

Also takes you to nice ass places

Kinda shitty table manners but he tries his best for you

Random but I like to think he’s terrified of clowns

So if you are like some sort of jester!Reader/Clown!Reader he would be so conflicted (might write that but idk)

No circus dates

Mimes also freak him out, he thinks they are going against nature and he will scream if one comes near one

Since he tends to work a lot, to make up for it he always makes time for you

Or if his schedule is really packed he will surprise you with your favorite flowers and food/candy on your dresser when you wake up

Honestly even though he seems like someone who would forget your anniversary or your birthday

No. He does not

He goes all out of them, remembers the place, time and date

Seems like a shitty lover, is honestly not and cares about you sm

He just has a hard time expressing it

Since you two are dating you probably hang out with lute a lot (y’all can have Adam I want lute 😩)

You better hope she likes you because she is very judgy of adams girlfriends because she doesn’t want his heart to get broken

But when she sees how happy you make him, and how well you treat and care for him she warms up to you

His phone background is a picture of you

NSFW HEADCANONS: MDNI

Isn’t lying when he says he has a big dick, not THE biggest ever but pretty good

7 1/2 inches, pretty good

Okay, high ass sex drive

Literally constantly in a state of horny, it’s his default setting

Willing to do it anywhere, anytime, everywhere

You hav to physically PRY him off of you sometimes (not in a noncon way ofc)

Can probably go like 2 rounds, sometimes 3 but then starts getting tired

He’s honestly up for anything except for things like scat, piss, Vore, noncon ect-

Is fine with threesomes but prefers doing it with you alone

Up for pegging, you two just have to have a lot of trust in your relationship

Knock him down a few pegs bestie

And put them up his ass

Very clingy after

Aftercare consists of the two of you cuddling and eventually going to sleep

Will leave the cleaning up for later, he just wants to hold you in his arms for now

LOVES phone sex/sexting because of how busy he is

Has a folder full of photos of you (if you send them to him)

Really into Public sex

As said before, ANYWHERE EVERYWHERE

He’s a whore

Has tried to fuck you in a Photo Booth before

Whether you let him or not us your choice

This is all I got I haven’t written him yet I’m so sorry

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Have this chaotic mess. I also have like 23 requests to do, IM WORKING ON THEM I PROMISE, I’ve got a Vox one in my drafts rn I gotta finish. Anyways, happy birthday @chaoticcornchip! :D hope you enjoyed!

[notmyprey]

Guys, Im taking this into my own hands. There's not enough Ninjagº (sfw) vore writing, so I shall add to it :)

Context/Content Warnings

Contains: Some (SFW) Vore towards the end, a hella lot of g/t, bad injury (but not like- gory descriptions), and many many personal headcannons. One mainly being I kinda ship Zane×Cole. But if ya wanna see it as platonic, I have written it so it can be interpreted as such too.

This is very self-indulgent if you cant tell....

This takes place between seasons 4 and 5. I've not seen any season past season 10 or 11, I can't remember exactly, so yeah.

Also, important personal headcannon for this fic: Zane kept his more human looking form, not cause I dont like his titanium form. I just like my drawing design I made

Btw it's in first person, so it's hard to tell, but the person who is the pov is Cole-

Fic under cut:

It was a normal fight, honestly nothing special. Just defend the Bounty from a few wannabe villains. That's all we had to do. But it's never that easy, not for us.

Our ship wasn't soaring the clouds today nor parked near the city, but rather parked near a small mountain. We went there in search of a few caves that we were told housed a potentially dangerous artifact. Our plan was simple.

Get in, get out, and destroy the object.

But as we parked, and some treasure hunters flooded the Bounty, we didn't take the time to notice the ground beneath us, or rather lack of. That's where a large pit sat, unnoticed and waiting.

Among the commotion, I started a tussle with one of the bandates near the edge of the ship. She shoved me against the railing, knocking some air out of my lungs. I was quick to retaliate, sending a swift kick to her gut and sending her a few feet backward. Another swift kick, and she was out.

Before I had time to catch my breath, a panicked shout drew my attention. Zane had gotten cornered, 5 treasure hunters surrounding him.

I pushed myself forward, ignoring my still stinging lungs. Of course, they would go after Zane first, I thought bitterly. He was made of metal, and to them, an item practically begging to be sold. This is the third batch of these guys we've run into this week, and I still hated that was how all these treasure hunters and collectors saw him. I hated it with every fiber of my being.

As I got closer, Zane managed to kick one my way, prompting me to, instinctively, punch them, thankfully knocking them out. Now we were 2 against 4. This got the rest of their attention. I smirked. Something about it felt good, watching Zane fight back. It was almost like he was getting back at them in a way, but I knew that was very unlikely intentional. Zane had a heart of gold, with an intent to hurt no one if avoidable.

As these thoughts played in my mind, I didn't notice the large footsteps behind me. In an instant, someone behind me grabbed my shirt. They were much bigger, so much bigger than me. I couldn't even react before I was in the air. They flung me back but kept their grip on my shirt. I was slung forward, then their hand let go, and suddenly, I was flying in Zanes direction. Treasure hunters dove out of the way just before I landed on top of Zane, knocking him and I onto the ground. Due to the way I was thrown, my head took the majority of the impact.

My head started throbbing instantly. All of the aches and pains I had suppressed until now were showing full force. Each breath burned, making me think I broke a rib. I tried to get up, but I felt my consciousness slipping.

My ears were ringing, but I still managed to make out bits and pieces of Zanes' voice.

First, Zane muttered something I couldn't understand. But his next question was one I was all too familiar with.

"Cole, are you ok?"

I could only groan in response. With that, everything started to blur. I couldn't push myself off of him, and I knew the quicker he was back on his feet, the better this would be for the both of us. Thankfully, Zane understood what was happening and pushed me off himself. He didn't give me the grace of placing me down too gently, but I dont blame him. He had bigger problems.

Now that I was on my back, I could see bits of movement, a large figure was starting towards us.

I couldn't see anyone else, Kai, Jay, Lloyd, and even Sensei were all nowhere to be found. My blood went cold, and momentarily, my heart stopped beating. Had something happened to the others?

No matter how hard I fought to get up, how much I told myself I needed to keep fighting, I was starting to loose consciousness. My eyes started to close on their own, and I soon felt myself getting lifted into the air once more by the larger treasure hunter. The last thing I remember was falling. Between the pressure change and my pre-existing head trauma, I couldn't stop myself from passing out before I even hit the ground.

Where is Zane?

I shot open my eyes, a swelling sense of panic rushing over me, but to my surprise, I couldn't see anything. Where am I?

I felt terrible. I think I broke my leg, maybe my arm too. I rolled over, helping relieve the pressure off both of my most likely broken limbs. There was a light far above me, but I couldn't see anything else that would help me figure out where I was. I couldn't get up, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't even speak. All I could do was lie and wait.

For hours, the shadows jumped at me, making my heart race in my ears. I knew I couldn't do anything, and that made the dark that much more terrifying. It was sufficating, how dark and alone I felt. Seconds felt like hours, and hours felt like days. No matter what I did to calm my anxiety, nothing helped. All I could do was lie in the silence and pray someone found me.

"Cole?" I heard Zanes voice calling from above. My heart leaped out of my chest, tears forming at the corner of my eyes from gratitude. He had found me.

"Here." My voice barely even came out.

After a few long moments, I felt the ground beneath me shake, and a loud thud echoed beside me.

"Cole?" This time, Zanes' voice echoed through my very core. My good arm instinctively went to cover up my eyes and ears.

I felt the earth shake a bit more, then a gasp echoed somewhere above me. Slowly, a blue light was brought closer, one I recognized as Zanes eyes. I loosened up upon that realization, unfurling and opening my eyes once more.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I sucked in a quick breath once I could finally see again. Zane towered over me, his meer hand was about as long as I was tall. I wanted to move away, but seeing that about half of me was broken, that was not an option. Slowly, he crouched down. Then gently he put one of his hands down and softly plyed his fingers under me. He lifted me up a bit, then placed his other hand under me as well.

"Cole?" He paused, a bewildered expression plastered on his face, "Cole, can you hear me?" His voice was a wisper now, but even his wispering seemed to completely surround me.

Between the shock of this whole experience and my hurt ribs, I was finding it increasingly harder to speak. I couldn't find my voice. The only thing that came out of my mouth was a pathetic squeak.

His thumb rose and started to brush over me. He didn't apply much pressure, but once he got to my broken arm, I couldn't help but flinch.

Zanes must have noticed that, since his eyes narrowed a bit, something he mostly did when he was annalizeing our 'injury status', as he tends to put it.

"Im going to get you back to the ship, alright?" I was grateful that he continued to keep his voice at a wisper.

I nodded again, to which he started to stand up.

Curling his fingers over me a bit, he suddenly shouts upward, "I FOUND HIM."

This sudden blast of noise hurt, making me return to the covered position I was in before. Zanes shout echoed through the pit, making me shutter in pain a few more times before the noise finally weakened.

Soon, Zane was lifted up, and as a result, I was too. As soon as I was out, noises boomed around me. One question seemed to come through the commotion in unison. "Where's Cole?"

I heard Kai, Jay, and Nya for sure, but Lloyd, I couldn't make out. Did he get kidnapped again? I knew Lloyd was another one of us that the treasure hunters tend to objectify, and that only increased my worry.

I felt Zane move his fingers again, this time unfurling them so that I would lay flat on his palm.

A series of gasps came from the group, and finally, I heard Lloyd. "What happened?" His voice, knowing he was ok, finally allowed my nerves to relax a bit.

"I dont know," Zane sighed in response, "but Cole is not in good condition. He has 3 broken ribs and a broken thigh bone. And his humorous bone is broken as well."

"Zane, now is no time for jokes." Jay piped up.

"The humourus is the bone in the upper arm, I am not displeased with Coles' humor." Zane said blatantly. I could hear the annoyance in his voice. If I had been able to speak, I would have tried to ease the tension, but unfortunately, I still felt too winded.

"Let's get him back then." Nya, the only one who seems to have more than half a brain cell most days, finally chimmed in. It was as if the same thought rung through everyones head, as everyone seemed to simultaneously start back towards the Bounty.

It was so strange. I never realized just how much I would miss the light until it was taken from me. I gazed up at the lamp above me, fixated on its lumosity. Most of my life, I had taken light for granted, but now, I couldn't be more grateful for it.

"How are you feeling?" The unexpected question made me nearly jump out of my skin. Zane must have come back into the room. It was only 15 minutes ago that he had left to take a well-deserved break, and honestly, I expected him to be gone for longer with how much work he put in to get me patched back up.

After I got back on the ship, Zane and Sensei both started to treat my wounds the best they could. With me being small, it was difficult for anyone but Zane to put my splints into place. He was the only one with such precision. Sensei, though he had tried, his hand kept shaking too much to do any good. This also was why they decided it was best for me not to get a cast since they could easily put it on too tight and hurt me more. They decided instead that no one would be allowed to handle me, but Zane.

This was something I found relief knowing. I had already started to imagine Jay coming in here to tease me over goodness knows what and getting too rough. It was strange how a part of me was now afraid of some of my friends. I didn't like it.

"Better." My voice was still weak, but at the very least, I had some painkillers now, so my lungs weren't on fire.

I had been set on top of a pillow, meaning I was a bit higher than I would've been on the bed. It wasn't too much higher than the bed, though it still allowed me a better view of the room. The pillow also meant I was more comfortable, which was a nice contrast to laying on the hard rocky ground in the pit.

Zane dragged his chair closer to me. He once again loomed over me, but in the light, now I was able to make out his face easier. I hadn't realized just how detailed his skin was till now. Even though it's not real, up close, you wouldn't be able to tell.

"Do you remember anything after you fell?" Zane broke the silence again.

"No," I shake my head, "I fell, and the next thing I remember is...." I fall quiet. Even the memory of how scared I felt sent cold dark shivers down my spine. "Waking up." I quietly finish.

"Is there anything that happened between you waking up and me getting there?"

"No..." I felt guilty for the fear I felt. Im sure they all were up on the bounty fighting, I shouldn't be pittied for falling in a hole. And I'm not lying, saying nothing happened since nothing did happen. But on the other hand, a lot felt like it happened. That fear was real. The pain was real. But neither of those should be anyone elses problem than mine.

Zane went quiet. He looked like he was thinking, but sometimes I can't tell with him. We sat like that for a while before Zane finally announced he was going to make dinner.

If I make a little in between part, I will link it here

Days passed. I was under strict orders that, until my bones were healed, I was not to leave the bed, save for when I needed to use the bathroom. It was long and boring. I couldn't play video games, nor could I even play board games. All I could do was watch TV and occasionally talk with one of the others. Zane came to check on me the most, but Jay made a point to seek me out a few times and mock me for my height. He made a point to remind me of the fact that I had called him short, and now the rolls are reversed and blah blah blah. I think he was trying to cheer me up, in his annoying Jay kind of way, but I honestly got tired of listening to him and zoned out most of the time.

The four days I lay in bed were practically tourture. I have never felt more lucky that my elemental powers also helped increase my bodies ability to heal itself. I may have gone insane if I stayed any longer.

Zane came in late on the fourth day of me lounging in bed. Once he announced that I could take both of my splints off, I did not hesitate to free myself from my confinement.

Once I managed to pry the splints off, it dawned on me. What was I going to do? I had been so focused on being able to leave this bed and the pillow that I hadn't thought much further than that.

Zane grabbed both of the splints I had set aside and placed them gently on the nightstand. Then, with a tired smile, he turned back towards me. "So, you're free now." He said with laughter in his voice, "Where do you want to go?"

"I dont know... I didn't think about it much."

"Well, I think I have an idea." A more sincere smile tugged at Zanes face, one that I wasn't sure if it was just friendly or one I should be suspicious of. His palm rested on the bed in front of me, but I hesitated to move myself onto it.

"I dont like that smile of yours. You're not bringing me somewhere to pull a prank on me, are you?" I narrow my eyelids, glaring right into his eyes.

He laughed at my suspicion, "No, no, I promise. This is a good surprise."

I climbed onto his hand, slowly, and still not feeling reassured. I found that sitting down is a lot less disorienting than laying down or standing, so I sit facing him.

I marveled at how large his hand was, even though he now had carried me many times, it was still something I could never quite get over. His hand so large that I could stretch my legs out fully and still have enough room to lay down.

He gave me a reassuring smile, then started out the door.

He carried me down the hallway and past a few rooms before turning into a doorway. I instantly recognized the room as the kitchen, even though it was now so much bigger. There was a delightful smell in the air.

"Mmmm, cake." I take another wiff, "Chocolate cake. " I specify.

"Your nose never ceases to amaze me, Cole." Zanes hand shook lightly as he laughed.

"I'm just that good." I smile, looking up at him.

A timer starts to go off, and with me turned towards Zane, I could see the exact moment he realized what the timer was for. He quickly placed the hand I was sitting upon on to the counter and gently nudged me off with the other. Wasting no time, he headed off, spinning around and rushing towards the oven.

Zane opened a drawer and pulled out two oven-mitts. I knew he didn't need them, and I'm sure he knew as well, but I guess it was a habit he had before discovering he was a robot. I also think that there's also a part of him that loves the oven-mitts since it was a gift we get him often.

Reaching forward, Zane opened the oven, sending a new wave of delicious chocolatey scents my way. I practically shook in anticipation as I saw him pull the source of the smell from the oven.

"One, Two, Three..." I mumbled as he took the tin of cupcakes out. He had made a total of 12 cupcakes. This means that if I take Zanes's portion, I get a total of 4 cupcakes! I big smile crept across my face.

I get up, still a bit wobbly from having sat mostly still for four days, and wander over to the cupcake tin. Zane was taking the cupcakes out and placing them on a rack to cool down faster.

"So I get all of them, right?" I give him the best pleading smile I could muster.

He rolled his eyes with a laugh, "No. You get two. Everyone gets two, or else they may need to make a movie about what happened when one of you got three instead."

Zane always had a way of making me laugh, "But I get your portion, right?" I step forward, closer to him and the edge of the counter.

"Not this time."

"Please tell me you're not giving them to the treasure hunters. You know they dont have a good bone in their body!" I joked.

"Ah, no matter how much I would love to see the look on everyones face at that, no. I am putting them away for when we get back to the city."

I furrow my brow, "But we won't be back to the city for a while! I mean, we haven't found the object thing, whatever it was - yet. And we still need to fix this!" I gesture towards myself.

"We have been looking while you were healing, Cole. Nia thinks she may have figured out where the object is. We're going to go tomorrow to try and retrieve it." My sholders slump. They have been looking without me?

"I thought you guys would wait." I mumble, on one hand, I was a bit bitter about it. They all went cave searching, finding who knows what cool objects and stuff, while I had to sit here and be on bed rest.

But, I could also see their side of it. They needed to get this done. If we didn't find this mysterious object, someone else would.

"Im sorry, Cole." Zane must have heard me muttering to myself.

"Well, at least I can come with tomorrow." I flop down on the counter, forgetting about my newly healed arm and leg. I let out a small shreak at the surprise pain. Zane reached forward to grab me but decided instead to hover his hands, ready to help me if needed.

"Cole," as Zane says this, his expression softened, "you aren't going to be coming with us tomorrow."

My heart dropped, "What?"

"You can't come with us tomorrow, Cole. It's too dangerous, and we can't risk you coming while you're..." Zane paused, considering his next words carefully, "... like this."

"I can still help!" I plea, I can't stay back again. I need to help. I have to help. "I still have my elemental powers! I can move some rock still! What if you get trapped? Then what? I am the Earth ninja! That's what I do! I move rocks!" I could see it. My words were doing nothing to convince Zane, and as I tried to reason more, I found I was grasping at flimsy straws, "I can still help..." I wisper.

"I am sorry, Cole. It's not only me who thinks you should stay. Sensei, he was the one who made the final decision. You need to stay here." Zane gave a sorry smile. "Rest up, maybe once we get back, you will be back to normal, and you can help us figure out what the mystery object is."

I sat there, defeated. I couldn't believe that I was being left behind. How could I keep them safe? How could I save them from the bounty?

The cupcakes started to sound less and less appetizing the more I thought of what tomorrow would bring for my brothers.

I woke up early the next morning. I had to get a good head start. I shuffle to the side of the bed, clinging to the sheets as I made my way down. Finally, once I reached the floor, I encountered my first obstacle. The door had been shut the night before, and I didn't know if I would be able to open it myself. The crack under the door was too narrow for me to fit under, so that wasn't an option. The door had a lever handle, so perhaps I could open the door?

I look around in an attempt to find something I could use to pry it open. The problem now I faced was that I was small, and I couldn't see much around the room. I walked back towards the bed, prepared to have to climb back up it so I could just see what was around the room. Just a moment after I grabbed onto the sheets, I saw something shiny under the bed. There was a clothes hanger under the bed.

I hesitate, the eery and mysterious shadows taunting me. My heart raced, I couldn't seem to look away. If I looked away, then it may consume me, the dark. My reason broke through my anxiety, telling me I had to go into the darkness, if just for one brief moment.

Shakily, I inched forward, feeling for the form of the clothes hanger with my feet. Soon, I felt the cold metal through my clothes. I quickly grabbed it and drug it back out to the light.

I had the clothes hanger, now to put it to use. I headed back towards the door, bringing the clothes hanger along with me. Once I reach the door, I swung the clothes hanger up, stretching my arms out and standing on my tip toes to give myself any bit of extra height.

The hanger caught at the handle, and I pulled down while also moving backward to open the door.

Finally, I was in the hallway. Though it was darker than the recovery room, it had many dim lights that fought off the dark enough for me to feel safe. Besides, the dark was the least of my worries now. I scurry along the edge of the wall, carefully listening for footsteps. I never thought that I would have to be so careful in my own home. But I had to pay attention, both because I dont want to get caught, and also because what would happen if someone didn't see me. The idea that someone could come along and accidentally step on me was one that I ran through my mind as I sped down the hallway.

I stopped at one familiar door. This is what I was looking for, my brothers room. Im sure right now they were still asleep, which was good for me. Unlike my recovery room, I knew that this door had a chip in it.

I believe Kai had said it was from Jay 'borrowing' my scythe. Whatever had happened before, it happened to work in his favor now.

I slunk into the dimly lit room. The only source of light was from outside the window where the moon was now lowering in the sky. Although it was difficult to see, I knew this room at least, and as such, I still found my way around. I creeped along the edge of the bunk beds, careful not to make a single noise.

In a heap on the floor, I saw my long-term goal, Zanes ninja suit. I darted over to the cothing pile, picking up and moving stuff out of my way until I found one of his pockets. I crawled inside, squirming to get comfortable as I did so.

A quiet but relieved sigh excaped my lips. Im going with them, whether they like it or not.

My brothers were too predictable. They woke up late, of course. Nia had already gotten dressed and was ready for them to start their search. Everyone was scrambling to put on their gear. Even Zane seemed to be unprepared, seeing that he didn't notice that his suit was a bit heavier today.

I bounced around any time Zane made any kind of big movement, including running, jumping, and turning. All of those being things Zane apparently does often. When Zane finally sat down to listen to Nia's brief, my head didn't seem to care and just kept spinning.

I couldn't hear much of Nia's ramble, but what I could hear clear as day was Zane. Normally, I tune out a lot of these long, borning, and often too elaborate plans. But today, I found it hard to disassociate. Any time I would finally zone off, Zane would ask another clarifying question. It hadn't dawned on me how many questions he asked before going on a mission. I swear he could write an essay just about the mission brief.

It took a while, but Zane eventually ran out of questions. Now, I thought, we could get on to the fun part.

A cacophony of chairs screeched against the floors as everyone stood at once. Once again, I started to sway and bounce. At one point, I think they were climbing down a rope, but it was hard to keep track. Everything was so disorienting that it was hard to even tell where I was. Were we in the cave yet? Or are we still on land? Did we even get off the Bounty yet? None of my questions seemed to be answered by the lighthearted chit chat that started from the group.

Once again, I wasn't able to hear what anyone else had to say other than Zane, which made it hard to figure out what was being said. The more I tried to fill in the gaps, the harder it became to understand what was happening. After about 15 minutes of me trying to decipher the illogical code, I gave up.

Who knows how long I have been in this pocket now. So far, they haven't seemed to run into any blocked paths, nor have they trapped themselves inside a cavern, which was a good sign.

How much longer will this take? All I wanted to do is get back to the Bounty, tell everyone I was here the whole time, and reassure them I can go on missions still. Maybe I couldn't walk by myself, but I was small and able to go places most cant. Imagine if I was this small when we got locked in the cage that one time. I could have gotten us out. I could be helpful.

We have to be in the cave now. There is a musty smell in the air, and I have to suppress the urge to sneeze every ten seconds. This could not be a worse time for my allergies to rear its ugly head.

We passed a particularly dusty portion of the cave. My heart sped up, I can't be caught now! They will just bring me back and go on without me! I hold my breath, hoping that if I dont breathe in the dust, I won't sneeze.

I had to breathe eventually, and as soon as I caught my breath again, I felt the overwhelming urge to sneeze. It started to rise from my nose and through my mouth. I had to stop it, I tried, doing everything in my power to stop the sneeze.

I breathed out once more, and the need to sneeze wad suddenly gone. I silently celebrated my victory.

I celebrated too soon. My sneeze snuck up on me. It was too late to stop it, so I tried to cover it up the best I could. But it was too late, I felt Zane come to a sudden hault.

"What was that." He asked, I heard the unease in his voice.

Some replies came from my brothers, but again, none that I could hear. My heart beat in my ears. Maybe Zane would write it off as the cave shifting. It does that sometimes, right?

An intense pressure shoved against my side for a moment before quickly disappearing. Zane gave an annoyed grumble above me.

Suddenly, a hand appeared, enclosing me in its grasp. It brought me up out of Zanes' pocket to be level with his face. He made sure to keep me facing towards him but didn't lighten his strong grip on me.

"Cole." The ice in Zanes' voice made my heart skip, I hardly hear him angry, and never is it towards me. His lips were thin, and his eyes were practically piercing through my soul. Normally, I can fight back, spit words, and defend myself. But his grip has become so tight that I was starting to struggle to breathe.

I wheezed a bit, doing my best to keep my composure. With my ability to breathe, slipping now, though, it remained difficult.

"Zane," I gasped in between desperate breaths, "Breathe. I can't."

The moment those words left my lips, Zane hand loosened, and so did his expression.

"What are you doing?" This was the Zane I knew now. He was annoyed, sure, but he wasn't the same as he was only a moment ago. He tilted me back a bit and set me down on his other palm.

"I -" Before I could get the sentence out, Lloyd brought up a finger to his lips. I turned to watch as Lloyd creeped towards a 90° turn in the cave. Just as quickly as he peered around the corner, he retracted his head. Turning back towards us, he wispers something. I couldn't hear it, I can't seem to hear anything lately. I turned to look at Zane, hoping he heard it. One look at his face told me he did.

I started to open my mouth to ask him to repeat what he heard, but shut it when I saw Zane already opening his mouth to reply.

(Start of events in comics here 1 + 2)

I watched as he didn't speak, but rather just kept his mouth open for a moment. One second, I was on Zanes hand, staring up at Zane. The next, I was shoved forcefully towards Zanes face. Suddenly, I was surrounded by a mass that glowed a light blue. Any time I tried to move, tried to reorient myself, I was pinned down again. I felt the confined space push me head first into another tighter tunnle.

The light followed me, and with this light came many new noises. There was a distinct ticking noise, along with the sound of what I assume was gears grinding together. Soon, blood started to run to my head, and my brain felt light.

(End of events in comic)

A few seconds after I thought I was about to pass out, I was pushed into a larger chamber. It was soft, and it had the same blue glow as the other one had before. It was definitely bigger and stretchier than the other two. That said, it was still very cramped. I was forced to lay down, as the ceiling was practically brushing against my hair, and the rest of my body was pressed into the sides of the room. Something about this place was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.

A series of sporadic movements tossed me about a bit, but comparatively, it was not nearly as bad as it was in the pocket.

What would be my train of thought asking me where I am and what was happening got interrupted with a series of muffled shouts. I instinctively sunk into the rippling soft cloth underneath me, hopeful that it will keep me safe from this unseen danger.

The same sounds of gears and gadgets still were present but much more muffled now. The ticking was still audible too, but I had to strain to hear it.

There is where I stayed for a long time, trapped in the chamber. The pillow-like surroundings kept me in place for the most part, but every once in a while, there would be a bigger movement that caused me to fly into one of the walls. The walls, though, were soft and squishy, making the experience when I wasn't getting slammed into them actually kind of enjoyable.

After a while, the movement slowed down and finally came to a hault. Just as I started to bask in the peace, a loud voice from above brought me back. "He's fine. He's in my storage compartment." I recognized the voice instantly as Zane. I wonder who he was talking about? Who would even fit in his storage compartment? I have seen it before, it's small. No one was that small.

My breath hitched. I am that small. I felt the blood rush to my face as I realized just where I was. It was embarrassing how comfortable I had felt here. I lightly pushed at one of the folds around me, as if feeling it would help confirm.

I tried to push myself up, to put a bit of space between me, and what I now knew was Zane. My efforts were foiled as my back hit the top of Zanes storage chamber, and I flopped back down.

Zane started to speak again, "Is that all of them?" He must be talking to our brothers.

After a brief pause, where I assume someone had responded, Zane continued, "Then let's get moving again."

So they weren't going to bring me back. That was a relief. I can stay on the mission with them. Zane would let me out, and I could finally have some normalcy back in my life.

I felt Zane start to move again, this time, though it was more methodical, and the chamber only swayed slightly with each step. He wasn't making any sort of motion to let me back out. Did he forget?

I lightly knocked at the glowing pillow in front of me, "Um, Zane?" He didn't slow his pace. I waited for a few seconds, but he didn't respond.

"Zane?" This time, I raised my voice more in case he couldn't hear me the first time.

Zane started to slow his pace, meaning he heard me this time. "Yes, Cole?" He still sounded very annoyed with me.

"Are you going to let me out?" I poke at a spot next to me, hoping he would understand what I was getting at.

"No, I am not." He said matter of factly.

I'm a bit surprised. "What?" I scoff, not able to stop the word from coming out of my mouth.

"You not only disobeyed Sensei. But you also put yourself in danger and, by extension, could have put us in danger, and you still have no remorse for any of it." His tone reminded me of how he spoke to Lloyd when he was younger, something that hurt more than I thought it would.

"Im not a kid. I can handle myself just fine." The hurt seeping into my words.

Zane grumbled, a sudden pressure from the outside squeezed me to the opposite side of the chamber for a moment before releasing me once more. "I know you aren't a kid. But you need to listen to me, Cole. You aren't indestructible. You are putting yourself in more danger than I think you realize by being here. I dont want to lose you." He sighed, the previous annoyance in his voice fading. "There are bad people in these tunnels, and if you get separated from us all, it would take is for one to grab and toss you to..." The chamber pushed in again, "I can't lose you, ok?"

I couldn't think of anything to say to that. All the tension and defensiveness in me disappeared in an instant. How could I have been so neglectful. I know he cares about me. That's all he meant, and I should have known.

The pressure once again released, and I flopped onto the plush beneath me. I hadn't realized until then, but I had been tense. It had been exhausting, keeping that grudge. I relaxed, sinking furtherer into the pillow beneath me. Closing my eyes for a minute wouldn't hurt, right? I nestled my head down, and as I felt Zanes speed pick up to catch up with the others, my mind started to wander into the best sleep I have ever had.

[citrus-kiddo]

Loved

Requested: Myself

Features: Moth pred/Firefly prey, half-sized vore, angst/comfort (kinda but not really-)

Word count: 665

Heads up! There's no names explicitly state so here's a little thing to help if you get confused! The firefly - she/her

The moth - they/she

Desiring to be loved was normal, right? Wanting someone to care and worry about you. Love is for everyone right? If that was the case, why was it so hard to find someone to love her? Maybe it was because of the way her antennas stood, or maybe the way she held herself, or maybe it was her light. Probably her light. Her light didn’t glow as bright as the others, others were bright and warm, her’s was dim and bland. Just like her. She wasn’t worth being loved in her own beady eyes. She sighed solemnly, cutting off her thoughts to flutter off into the dark night, she should just clear her head.

She swirled and danced with herself through the night sky, pushing away the saddening thoughts. The smooth pattern of her own circling soothed her, letting her live in peaceful bliss if even for a moment; It was much better than spiraling in her own loathing. Her bliss was soon interrupted by the strange feeling of someone watching her. She looked off into where the darkness stared back before she heard the faint sound of wings flapping.

The sound made her worry, it made her want to flee, to hide, but instead, she just stayed. She didn’t understand why but the gentle beating of the wings… It calmed her. The being showed itself from the thicket of the night, its large void-like eyes contrasting with its beautiful off-white body that reflected the moonlight. The firefly was stunned by the moth’s sudden appearance, and was even more confused by the fact they were approaching her. Why her? She’d seen a group of fireflies not too far from here with much better lights, so why did she approach her?

The moth gently reached out and pulled the firefly close, embracing her into their fluffy body. She didn’t know how to respond but she slowly relaxed into the hug, relaxing enough for the moth to begin to carefully flutter away with the other in their arms. She’d never experience this before… a gentle embrace… a warm body next to hers. It was nice, she didn’t want it to end, so she didn’t give up much of a struggle as she was carried away.

Soon the two arrived at a cozy hollow in a tree, the moth slowly lowering to the floor, still gently cradling the firefly. They stared at the gentle light emanating from her new companion, letting out a gentle purr as they leaned closer to the little. She looked a little confused by the affection from the moth. Their fascination with her light made her feel odd.. Why was she so.. Gentle with her? It was just another disappointing part of her body, so why did she care?

Suddenly, the moth scooped her from her lower set of arms into her upper arms, bringing her closer to their maw. As their mouth slowly opened, the firefly felt… not fear? It was strange, she was seemingly about to be eaten and yet, she wasn’t scared. She felt safe… as if she was about to be safely tucked away… and that’s something she didn’t mind. First her head was gently slid in, passing down the moth’s gullet with the rest of her body following, her light slowly fading as it vanished from the outside world.

The moth let out a content sigh, staring at her abdomen as it slowly bloated with her little light filled it. She noticed their little friend’s light had stopped glowing had stopped, which worried her. She began to gently rub her belly in a circular motion. Gentle circle… those were nice… this is nice… this is safe… As the firefly settled, the beloved glowing returned. The moth smiled as she gently rested their mitts on their wooly stomach. The two fell into a comfortable silence as the firefly was cradled within the stomach of her new admirer. She was cared for. She was worried about…

She was loved.

The End