#i really wanted to do this

[vorish-wonderland]

Not a request or anything but a thought I can't get out of my head.

Jade is shady af, we all know that. But what if... he feeds you people who either annoy him and or get too close for comfort. I just like the thought of him shrinking a student and feeding it to someone else, he wants to share his pleasure with you and such.

I knowwwwww you said this isn't a request but like I REALLY want to write it now that you've brought it up-

Includes: soft/safe vore, unwilling pred, previous unaware, implied previous fatal

★✦Perhaps You Like It...✦★

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Jade likes cooking.

So nothing really seemed off when he decided to start making you dinner every now and again.

Nothing looked weird about it, nothing tasted weird about it... but you swore your stomach felt a bit... heavy whenever he fed you. And it wasn't just a general feeling of fullness, it was... like something else was inside it.

...

But it's probably nothing.

And in fact, today he's made you something. Something that looks really good...

"I hope you enjoy your meal, (Y/N)."

"Yeah, thanks for making it, Jade!"

Jade was sat down beside you, watching you intently as you ate your food. A bit strange, but you just accepted it as Jade wanting to make sure you enjoyed what he'd made for you.

You swore you heard somebody yell out your name.

"What was that?"

"Um, w-what was what, (Y/N)?" Jade asked, uncharacteristically nervous.

"I thought somebody said my name."

"No! Nobody said anything!" Jade smiled. "Now eat your food!"

"...ok."

You could've sworn that you heard it again.

"Did you hear it that time?" You asked.

"No, like I said, nobody said anything, (Y/N)."

You heard it again. More frantic this time...

And just then, the illusion spell Jade had used wore off.

And there, siting on your utensil, was Ace, at miniature size.

"Hey (Y/N)! Glad you, uh... glad you didn't eat me...!"

"Jade, what is this?!"

"It's an NRC freshman from Heartslabyul, Ace Trappola... oh yes, you know him, don't you?" Jade asked.

"WHY WAS ACE IN MY FOOD, JADE?!"

"Oh... you didn't know?" Jade asked, a malicious smile on his face. "This isn't the first time this has happened. You've eaten multiple people this past month."

"Multiple-?"

"I've always liked to shrink and eat those who annoy me... it's so fun to see their terrified faces, pleading for me not to do it, but in the end... they always end up sliding down my throat." Jade sinisterly giggled. "It's so wonderful... hearing them panic inside of me... don't you agree, (Y/N)~?"

"No! What the hell is wrong with you?!" You yelled.

"Oh dear... I truly thought you would understand me... we're so close, after all, I thought we could-"

"YOU'RE INSANE!! Why do you think I would ever want to eat someone?!"

"You say that, despite having eaten and digested multiple people at this point." Jade grabbed Ace, holding him in front of his face, ,. "Nobody you know, I assure you... unless... do you know anyone who's gone missing recently? You might've eaten them~"

"(Y-Y/N)... you're not gonna let him eat me... r-right?" Ace nervously asked.

"Oh don't you worry... I'm not going to eat you..." Jade said, before placing his free hand on your lower jaw and prying open your mouth. "No... (Y/N) is!"

Jade shoved Ace into your mouth and held your jaw shut with his hand.

"Now swallow him, (Y/N)." Jade demanded. "I can tell a fake one from a real one, by the way. Swallow him down and we can be done with this."

Seeing no other way out of this, you did as Jade asked, and...

You swallowed Ace.

You've felt this way before... a strangely exciting feeling of swallowing something that's just a bit too big for you...

Before you'd just thought that you'd accidentally swallowed too much food but now it seems... it was a person nearly every time, wasn't it?

"Good! So I'll see you again for dinner tomorrow?"

"Maybe... maybe not..." You nervously smiled.

"See you tomorrow then."

You sighed as Jade left.

"So, uh... you're gonna be letting me out of here, right...?" Ace asked.

"Yeah, don't worry." You sighed. "I feel so strange... it just doesn't feel right, knowing I've done this before." You said.

"Well, Jade said he hasn't fed you anyone you know- well, uh, besides me- so at least you can have a mostly clear conscience!"

"I'm almost 100% sure he was lying with that though."

"Oh well, you can't change the past. Now please get me out? I'm gonna need a shower after this." Ace sighed.

You couldn't believe that Jade had been feeding you living people... not to mention you've been enjoying it...

What a terrifying thought...

[kcuf-ad]

Hmm I know you want to talk about your fics but I don’t have any specific questions! So just tell me any fact about one of your fics that you think is really interesting!

How about 2 interesting facts!?

In my GX: Rewrite, I was originally wanted to use Jagger for one of the Shadow Riders, but I then decided it was like copying someone's idea, so I decided to use a different character and then I thought about Kite Tenjo from Zexal and Arc V. Originally, I planned for him to die like Yuri in my fic, but I wanted to use more of him since I love his character, I wanted to have other ideas until the idea of him being a Pro Duelist, being a big bro figure to Chazz and dating Gloria Tyler.

I always wanted to use more of the VRAINS cast and use as little as OCs as possible and characters from other series as I wanted to show my love for VRAINS, and I came up with great ideas for some of the characters, like The Shepherd joining the group in order to defeat the Ignis, Skye being one of the Lost Children and aquiring Aqua early, so Blue Maiden can have some victories under her belt and Gore having a different reason and way of becoming a bounty hunter in Season 2.

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[valtsv]

stuck between "psychological horror statement" and "objectively the funniest thing you could say to your real flesh and blood dad" in the father's day card aisle

[stil-lindigo]

they're burning ballots in the US now btw. in case you wanted to know where things are at.

Edit: to clarify, locations mentioned are Vancouver, Washington and Portland, Oregon. This news story does not involve Canada.

Important info: Context: Dropbox location was Fisher's Landing Transit Center near Southeast 162nd Avenue Hundreds of ballots lost, voters should contact the Clark Auditor ASAP Clark Auditor contact info: clark.wa.gov/auditor (Washington voters) can confirm your ballot was received on: vote.wa.gov (Oregon voters) can confirm your ballot was received on: sos.oregon.gov General Ballot tracker: voteamerica.org/ballot-tracker

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[spookygibberish]

OK SO I WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET IN THE RAIN AT 2AM AND I SAW AN ANIMAL RUNNING DOWN THE ROAD AND SO I GRABBED IT AND

IT WAS THIS

[do-you-know-this-queer-character]

Do you know this queer character?

Castiel is Queer and Agender or Genderfluid, and uses varying pronouns based on presentation!

[redsray]

the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

[egophiliac]

gargoyle Mal is everything I've ever dreamed of and more. his little raincoat! his umbrella! I hope he really does have big ol' stompy rainboots to splash around in puddles in. I hope they have little faces on them.

(Twst please give me Malleus having a rainy day adventure, this is everything I need right now)

[koddlet]

personal rules for winter ❄

[eatyourdamnpears]

I’ve been in such a funk since the concert. I’m not even sure I enjoyed myself that much. maybe I did. I don’t know

[romanceyourdemons]

so much love for characters who are desperately unsure whether they’re a good person, a redeemable person, a person worth saving, but are absolutely certain that they’re a grade a hottie

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[thelesbianthespianposts]

imagine: you get your memories back after years of amnesia to find out your whole species is dead and earth doesn’t exist anymore. that the only thing left of your culture is your weird ex and his busted honda civic that barely even works that he stole from the government when he was 13. And he’s been taking members of an alien species for trips in his honda civic and they’re all like “woah it’s so cool” and you get upset because it’s NOT COOL it’s a honda civic, the turn signals don’t even work “wow it can go up hills” yeah OF COURSE IT CAN GO UP HILLS EVERY CAR COULD DO THAT. but they’ve never seen a car before so everything it does is the coolest thing ever. And your ex’s only tool is a fucking screwdriver which is somehow also cool to this dumbass alien species even though it’s a fucking screwdriver so you just look like an idiot screaming about how none of this is even cool it’s actually really shitty but your whole planet is gone so you can’t even prove it but also you’ve had a constant drumming sounding in your head since you were 10 slowly driving you insane. I would become evil too.