#jacksepticeyevore/

[voreplier]

JACK IS A GIGGLY PRED THREAD

Just look at those clips! He would be an adorable, sweet, maybe even shy predator. Imagine him trying to do some fearplay, act scary and rough, but no vain, he starts to laugh, since he can’t take it seriously!  Imagine he has swallowed someone for the first and as unexperienced as he is, he just giggles whenever they move around the stomach or pet it.

[succubusmaw]

[ChasexMae] Safety part two

Mae closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them, they softly glowed, she grinned and her fangs show up. "Did I ever told you how delicious you look? Such a shame I never got a chance to take a lick at you .. Why don't we rectify that, darling ?"

Her tone and the atmosphere change sent chills down Chase's spine and he trembled softly. "II .. wait m-maybe this isn't a good idea ...."

Mae chuckled darkly. "You should have known beforehand this wasn't a good idea. You'll should know better."

Mae brought Chase closer and she took in his scent. She lightly moaned before licking her lips. Mae smiled a little before licking him. "From all levels of Hell, I've never smelled and tasted something so ... delicious." She purred.

His fear spiked and he started to shake harder. "Mae p-please! I-I'm scared p-please don't eat me!"

"It's too late to go back now. Down you go ~ .." Mae raised him above her head before opening her maw and letting the tiny go. As Chase fell, he could see the fangs of his girlfriend, the long pointy tongue slightly out and ready to catch him, the back of her mouth and the opening to probably his upcoming doom.

He tried to grab onto anything to stop him from sliding down her throat, he was definitely crying now and he was so terrified. Everything was slippery and Mae closed her mouth once he was in. She slowly started tasting him, her tongue rolling around him. Her mouth was getting more watery. Mae moaned in delight. His fear giving him a sweet taste. Chase couldn't speak he was so terrified and heartbroken, was everything they had been through been a lie? He knew this had been supposed to be acting but she didn't stop when he asked her to so that made him doubt things. Mae tilted her head back and swallowed Chase. She had a nail following him down her throat to her second stomach. He was paralyzed with fear, not noticing he really had been stored. The fatherly ego whimpered softly.

"You really did taste good .. was it too much?"

Mae had dropped the act the second he was stored. She could feel his fear as clear as cold. A hand went over her stomach. "Chase? By my Father's name, it was too much. I am so sorry, Chase!"

The panic in her voice could be heard, her heartbeat as well as her breathing was starting to go faster. Her body went back to her human one, making the second stomach stomach smaller by doing so. She got up and went quickly to the bathroom. Chase squeaked slightly at the sudden smaller space, finally noticing he wasn't dying. He was still shaking but instantly was relieved.

"II-It's okay .. I just .. y-you .. were so convincing .. a-and you didn't s-stop ..."

Mae was in front of her mirror. She still had a hand over her storage and was ready to bring him out the second he would tell her to do so. "I thought you were acting. I'm so so sorry, Chase."

"As much as I think I'd enjoy staying in here can I come back out?"

"Of course."

Mae made turn on some warm water to make Chase a small bath in her sink before taking a deep breath and making him come back up. She helped him clean himself. After what just happened, the demon was extremely careful around her boyfriend. Chase let her help him without protest, letting the water help calm him down. When he was done and in fresh clothes he sat on the edge of the counter.

"Mae .."

She looked at him and knelt down so she was at eye level with him. Mae was still afraid of doing something that could scare him. "Yes?"

Before Chase could respond he felt odd, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders and he started to grow to a human size. He had been thinking about how badly he wanted to hold Mae and tell her that everything was fine before he started to grow. Mae frowned a little and got up before taking a few steps away to not being in his way. Once Chase was back to being human size, Mae smiled and instantly hugged him, burying her face in his neck. He happily hugged her back and gently stroked her back.

"I still love you you know. Maybe next time we do something involving you acting menacing we come up with a safe word?"

"That means you want a next time?" She closed her eyes and played with the hem of his shirt. "What about 'Lily pad'?" She smiled a little.

He placed his hands on her hips and gently kissed her cheek. "Lily pad sounds good."

He pulled her closer to him and finally kissed her deeply, he had wanted to do that so bad for so long. Mae purred in the kiss as she returned it. Her arms went around his neck. Black and red swirls of smoke surrounded them and when they cleared, the couple was laying down on the demon's bed. Mae happily snuggled him. He snuggled her back and softly covered her face in small kisses as he continued to hold onto her. Mae giggled at the kisses before sneaking one on his nose, smirking.

Chase playfully glared at her and resumed attacking her with his love and affection for a bit before pulling back with a satisfied smile. "I love you Mae"

"I love you too, Chase." She giggled.

[voreplier]

I can imagine a snowy night, where Jack peacefully sleeps wrapped around fluffy blankets on the couch. Inside of him is snoring a tiny friend, surrounded by soft, warm muscles of his tummy.

Protected from cold world.

‘Tis the season for cuddly winter noms!

-Tinies taking a dip in a giant’s mug of hot cocoa, using marshmallows as little floaties! Once the giant finishes the cup, the shivering tiny is gulped down to rejoin the warm, sugary bath.

-Preds sitting on a chair by the fire, gently rubbing their belly as they read a good book

-Couples cuddling up in blankets together to share body heat, but it doesn’t seem like it’s working very well... One suggests out of nowhere that their insides are pretty warm!

-Preds in sweaters!!! The most huggable tum in the world

- Prey shyly asking to spend the night in their friend’s belly when the heater breaks during a snowstorm

- Preds wandering through the woods, and coming upon a lost and cold traveler that may die without a warm place to stay. The prey is scared, but they have no choice but to accept, and the two later become friends.

-Normally unwilling prey letting their friend eat them as a present

-Making (and eating) gingerbread houses for tinies... (“Hey, spit out my chimney!”)

- During the holiday feast-

Pred: Don’t let me eat too much, I need to save room!

Prey: For dessert?

Pred: ...sure...*blushes*

[voreplier]

Septic Sam the Prey - HC

Before I start I am gonna put small warning, nothing bad happens to this little fella, there will be just mentions of some words, that might be triggering: death, digestion, chewing, crushing, stomping  - Being a mascot of Jack and connected to a channel of his, means that Sam cannot die in natural, paranormal or any way. He is what you could call immortal. So predator cannot chew, digest, crush, stomp, smash etc, him at all, nothing can hurt him. Except feelings, he might be immune to everything you can throw at him, but still he is a sensitive eye. - Normally Sam is 7 inches tall (not counting the tail), but sometimes he can get smaller (max 5 inches) and even slightly bigger. (max 9 inches) The difference which can occur, is based on the state he is currently in. - He is a creature, that doesn't need much, except for water or any liquid (except coffee). He can live in aquarium, but he also can be as much as he wants to, be outside of it. Sitting all the time in substance, can turn him into a chunky piece of meal, so the size I have previously mentioned (a lot of time have to pass this to happen, since he is not a sponge). In other scenario, when he looks for any liquid, but there is none, he becomes just a little dessert. - Don’t give Sam coffee, it will make him go around the house like crazy. Predator, which have a weak stomach, will not feel good around such a hyperactive ball, that bounces all over the place, without a mind in stopping moving. The only thing from it, would be that he would have tasted like freshly made cup of coffee.  - Taste of Sam’s body can change, as it depends on what he “drank”. Generally he tastes like lime jelly bean and green apple ice-cream. If he absorbs for example orange juice, this will add one more flavour to him. Then pred would have three-flavoured prey, for free. (Optionally) His current mood can transform entirely the taste or mix up with others to create an interesting combo. Anger, irritation - some sour candy to kiwi. Sadness - blueberry Happiness, excitement -mango Calm, relaxed - milk Fear, stress - bitter, like pure dark chocolate or grapefruit - His body is incredibly squishy, soft, bit slimy, yet he doesn’t left any goopy marks from it. If someone dare to throw him, he will act like a ball, bouncing from everything. It might make him dizzy, but he will be alright nonetheless. Pred trying to do harm to him with their teeth, will be surprise, experiencing that he is slippering from them. - He can float, fly around, but not that high. He is able to reach the very end of the ceiling, although this would cost him a bit of energy. He might be then an ideal prey to hunt on by nekos and inus. - Whenever he finds himself in darkness, his body starts to illuminate delicately in green colour. Pred has to hide this fact, or it will be easy to find where he is. Not to mention that he also leaves a lovely round, small bulge in the abdomen. - There was a time, in which Anti started to feel predatorish. He stole spell from Marvin and decided to use it on one of egos or some fan, to fulfill his desires. Sam concerned about all of this, since he knew demon is not a softie, put himself against him. When Anti was ready to devour the very prey, Sam stopped him, playing around with his instincts, by nuzzling against glitch’s lips with difficulty. Little eye ran away then, to just keep demon satisfied even more. At the end though, he had to let be eaten alive by green gremlin. - After what have happened, Sam promised himself to keep Anti’s belly happy, without hurting, scaring someone innocent. The demon doesn’t mind at all, but what his intentions were and are, it all depends on you and what you want. - This green eye, wasn’t so fond of being closed in tummies, although being more and more often in demon’s guts, made him change his mind. Egos soon realized it and started to take some benefits from it, Robbie has a comfort buddy, whenever he is scared or stressed. Hen swallows him just to experience what it feels like. Marvin doesn’t need to leave his room for food anymore.

[vorish-egos]

I like to imagine that Anti can get protective/possessive of his tinies if another ego is threatening to eat them. Like, say Dark or someone is looking for a snack, unaware that the tiny they picked out is already Anti's tiny. Anti jumps in, scares them away, and gulps down his prey before vanishing. He rubs his belly and purrs about how his prey is his and his alone, almost sweet but still a little scary at the same time.

This hc / idea would perfectly match to Anti’s personality.

In my opinion, it is that Anti is not willing to give everything that is his, even a non-material objects. It is a bit horrible to think about, especially when you imagine a borrower who lived under the Septic’s property for a long time and maintained friendly and associated with symbiosis relationship with the egos, only to be caught by Anti and transformed into his puppet.

A puppet who often ends up in glitchy belly.

In the event if someone would try to swallow a small inferior of an Irish demon, surely such a person would be punished by him. He would probably leave on “foodie” a few scratches or, although it is unlikely, he would abuse the person mentally for a certain period of time.

Then he would keep his tiny in a torage stomach for a day or even few,  and in this manner he would show that the little creature is his property only.✩Vorie✩

[vorish-egos]

I had an idea where Chase can't die, regardless of what kind of trauma his body goes through. He'll just kinda regenerate the injuries super quick (which would kinda explain the lack of a bullet hole in Chase's head at the end of Bro Average). He realizes this when Anti swallows him, but his body isn't affected by the stomach acid, which results in Anti getting indigestion and spitting him out. Some of the other egos try to experiment with his regenerative abilities too (Most likely Marvin :3)

I’m not sure if Chase really shot himself in the head or it was just an ordinary scene of what he had experienced. It is possible that he tried to shoot himself, but simply at the moment of gunshot, the weapon slipped out of his hand.

However, I do not exclude the intervention of higher powers, let alone your headcanon.

With this ability, Chase will certainly spend most of his time in Marvin’s library and Henrik’s a la laboratory.

The wizard would try to comprehend Chase power and create an universal spell that would help in emergencies, for example if it turned out that Jackie would not be able to heal more of his serious wounds.

Schneep, however, would do various experiments on him to check the limit of his self-healing powers. He would shrink and throw him into various creatures mouths, from snake to Robbie. In case when tiny ex-dad would been swallowed by a zombie, Robbie would be morbidly worried about friend. Although he would know and see that none of digestive juices will harm Chase.

While we are still on Robbie at the moment, I would add that whenever something made his stomach upset or needed a good massage in that place, he would swallow Chase, whom would be the size of his finger or even Barbie Doll to calm the organ a little. He would “pack” the very trick master to stomach but only if he senses a threat or negative energy towards green-yellow haired ego.

Anti, even after the uncomfortable effect of foreign regeneration, would still eat him. He would feel pain, twists, nausea, but that would not prevent him from taking pleasure in having a living meal in his tummy.

After some time, his stomach would get used to the fact, that not everything can be digested at once. Quickly returning to the doctor, that also it seems to me that in some situations, he could swallow Chase, without a sense of guilt. Because with the boy inside of him, he will be able to evaluate and observe the experience better.

✩Vorie✩

[voreplier]

Once again I am reblogging it since, I came up with an idea for vore tags. 

If you are a blog who creates vorish content for fandom or youtubers or egos, I would suggest using a tag where after the name of character or other fandom related thing, you put simply “vore” or “/vore”. 

for example:

jacksepticeyevore

jacksepticeye/vore

squipvore

squip/vore

darkipliervore

darkiplier/vore

brandnewanimal/vore

bnavore

In this way people can prevent seeing their work on the main tag, so they are not scared or worried something bad will happen. ^-^

How about trying to get a uniform tag system for the v.ore community ?

I've seen a lot of conflict recently about the tag system on Tumblr: people getting upset, seeing things they don't like, arguing about the meaning of some tags... So I'm doing this post in an attempt to have everyone be on the same page, and hopefully from now on, everyone will be able to navigate through the tags with more ease and fun. There will be 2 sections: what I suggest / think about what all tags should mean, so we establish limits. No more confusion. The second section will include some rules I think would work pretty well for the community.

I am only suggesting all of these, please reblog and comment if a modification should be done to better fit the whole community. Please avoid personal interpretation and opinions, otherwise we will never get a standard. What I mean by that is, most people should agree with your modification for it to be applied.

Main Tags and what they can mean:

(Note: some of them are not commonly seen, and some I have never saw. Those to which I added three stars*** to them are basically suggestions to help clarify the tag system)

#Safe v.ore: safe noms. Soft cuddles. No death, no gore, no blood, no injuries. Just good gentle noms. Opposite: Fatal v.ore

#Fatal v.ore: Any vore that implies death, permadeath etc. Opposite: Safe v.ore

#Soft v.ore: could be safe or not. Doesn't imply any injuries caused by the pred by biting. Gooey digestion could go here. Cannot be the only tag.

Side note on this tag: I honestly think this tag should be removed and replaced with what they actually are. Is it fatal, reformation, gooey digestion, or safe ? The word is very vague and is the main source of conflict.

#open ended v.ore***: for posts that want to be neutral and allow the viewer to use their imagination to complete the story the creator made. Would avoid using opposite tags and expose people to content they do not like.

#reformation: Anything that implies the prey being digested and reformed, so it could be graphic or not.

Side note: this tag should be complemented with other tags since there is no way to determine the type of noms applying here.

#digestion: a vague tag mentionning that prey is digested here. Easy to block for people who don't like this at all.

#soft digestion, #gooey digestion, #safe digestion: For digestion that doesn't implies any gore, like magical digestion and prey turning into goop.

#hard vore: When the pred bites the prey or hurt them, creating injuries and potentially graphic gore / blood mention.

#hard digestion***, #graphic digestion: for fatal or very gorey reformation or fatal noms.

#fearplay v.ore: noms that imply fear, angst, or prey being terrified purposefully by the pred. Can be safe or not: this should be completed in other tags.

#protective pred / prey: characters that care about the wellbeing of their nom partner.

#Possessive pred / prey: characters that want all the attention of their nom partner or want to keep them for themselves.

#nsfw v.ore: a tag that should be added when there's anything sexual implied in the post. Includes all non-oral vore, even though each variant do get their own tags.

Rules:

Don't forget those are suggestions, and you can suggest edits if there is anything to add. People should agree with it beforehand though.

Rule 1: Please don't tag complete opposite sides of v.ore in the same post.

I stopped counting how many times I saw safe and fatal in the tags for ONE post. Please make up your mind. If it is open ended, then I suggest you use the #open ended v.ore tag.

Rule 2: Use more than one tag, be as precise as possible.

For example, using only the #reformation tag wouldn't allow people to filter out what they don't like. Use at least #safe, #fatal or #open ended along with the nature of the noms; protection ? Angst ? Is there gore or fearplay implied ? Is there some belly rubs ? I can't mention all the tags, but try not to be vague and simply using #soft v.ore when the prey clearly isn't safe / is terrified and there is some graphic digestion coming later in the story.

Rule 3: Don't try to make more notes by using all the tags.

This only makes people want to block you, since they might see things they are actually sensitive / triggered by. Please respect others and we will enjoy your content all the same. You will get a much better audience than if you tagged simply to have everyone see.

Rule 4: Create new tags if there is something very specific applied to your post.

If your post is on the limit of many other tags, don't use those. Create a new one that could get more popular or be blocked if people don't enjoy it. Don't put doubt in the main tags by adding "maybe ?" "or not" etc. This will avoid confusion and conflicts.

Aaaaand I think that's all I can think about at the moment. Please share your opinion in the reblogs and comments on this system, so we could make it perfect for this community. I didn't mention ALL the tags, only the main ones that are the most used and some suggestion of mine. Feel free to add yours in the comments !

[vorish-egos]

Hello! I was wondering for headcanons about who you think has the loudest belly sounds! Personally, I think it’s Wilford or Marvin (if you count him as a pred.) also, just wanted to let you know that there’s a wonderful audio clip floating around of a gurgling and goopy stomach on @a-place-for-vore or @voraliciouslair if you wanna hear!

I never thought about it before, but if I could do the list fromquietest to loudest belly for both Ipliers and Septics, it would besomething like this:

Ipliers:

1) Wilford (yeah like you, I do think that he would have one of a noisy tum)

2) Google (since he is a robot, he can „play” or even stimulate his stomachto behave super loudly)

3) Dark (normally he tries to control his stomach, but when he is too hungryhe just let it growl as much as it wants)

4) Mark (once in his monday morning member stream, you could easily hear hisstomach growling, to which he gave a genius comment “Excuseme for noises coming from my body, I don’t know what is this allabout.” 0///0)

5) Dr.Plier  (notIplier, this ego in perticular is a therapist)

Septics:

1) Anti  (hedoesn’t give a damn how loud his stomach can be and obviously useits volume to scare off his preys)

2) Robbie  (sincehe is a zombie, his tummy behaves much more slower and louder than ifhe was alive)

3) Jameson Jackson (justbecause he is mute doesn’t mean his organs are quiet)

4) Chase

5) Marvin

Even if I have never thought about it before, it doesn’tmean that this is not an interesting headcanon to create dear Anon. Iwould say that was fun to think about audible gurgles of hungryegos. uwu

✩Vorie✩

[vorish-egos]

MASTERLIST

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Finally I decided that it would be a good idea to make some sort of index for vorish stories and hcs! Because Tumblr search tool does not work properly or at all and also to keep this place more organized, lol.

Enjoy the stories, headcanons, concepts and ideas!

( hc – headcanon

( ss – short story

( a – ask

( tw: - trigger warning

( fic – vorefic

( q – quote

( m – media, so gif, video, etc.

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Mark:

- - Sweater - - (ss)

- - I Didn’t Mean to Eat You! - - (q)

- - Noisy Tum on the Livestream - - (m)

- - When Giant Gives You This Look - - (m)

- - Mark as Pred - - (hc, a)

- - Hot Sauce - - (fic)

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Dark:

- - Don’t Make Him Mad - - (m)

- - New Year’s Wine - - (ss)

- - Dark Teases Other Ego Pred - - (hc)

- - Pred HC - - (hc, tw: mentions of digestion)

- - A ‘Dark’ Fate - - (fic)

- - Unus Annus goes Dark - - (fic)

- - A Song - - (fic)

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Damien:

- - Damien as a Shy Pred - - (ss, a)

- - Ragged Damien and reader - - (Fic) 

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Wilford:

- - Wilford as Switch - - (a)

- - Wilford and Dark’s Mouth - - (m)

- - Belly Rubs for Others - - (a)

- - Anon being nommed by Wil - - (a)

- - Wilfy the Pred- - (hc, a)

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William:

- - Big Tum - - (a)

- - Damien and Mark inside a Colonel - - (a)

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HeeHoo:

- - Headcanon - - (hc)

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Google:

- - Ready to Eat - - (m)

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Unus Annus:*

- - Vorish and GT Moments: - - (m)

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Seán: 

- - What a Tasty Snack - - (m)

- - Jaques Septique - - (m)

- - Sanctuary - - (fic)

- - You Wish You Were Here - - (q)

- - Hibernal Rescue - - (fic)  

- - BB Protects His Dad - - (m)

- - Curiosity - - (fic)

- - Don’t Take Photos of a Sleeping Snake - - (fic)

- - A Friend in Need - - (fic)

- - Giggly Pred - - (m)

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A̡nt͜i̶:

- - Big Gulp - - (m)

- - Chomping - - (a, tw: hard vore)

- - Don’t Test the Glitch - - (fic)

- - Anon wants to be swallowed by Anti - - (a)

- - Successful Escape from Anti - - (ss, a)

- - Possessive Anti - - (hc, a)

- - Pred Anti Concepts - - (hc, a)

- - Hostile/Harsh Anti and His Prey - - (hc, a, tw: mentions of roughplay)

- - Anti’s Reaction on Being a Prey - - (a)

- - Headcanon - - (hc, a)

- - Inside Anti’s Belly - - (m)

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Schneeplestein: 

- - Doctor Henrik Vor(ish) Schneeplestein - - (fic)

- - Schneeplestein Idea and Swallowing Anti Down - - (hc, a)

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Jackie:

- - Hungry Jackie and Thief - - (a)

- - Jackie’s Ability to Control Tum - - (hc, a)

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Robbie:

- - Robbie’s Diet - - (hc, tw: mentions of digestion)

- - Thoughts on Pred Robbie - - (hc, a) 

- - Midnight Snack - - (ss)

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Chase:

- - Chase and His Regenerating Powers - - (hc, tw: mentions of digestion, gun, suicide)

- - Chase Swallowing Tiny!Reader for Goodnight Sleep - - (fic)

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Jameson: 

- - Naga JJ on Naga Anti - - (a)

- - Pred JJ - - (hc, a)

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Septics:

- - Septics Guts - - (hc, a)

- - Septic Sam as Prey - - (hc)

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Y/N and The Septic Egos Series:

- -  Anti: Dealing with the Troublesome Y/N - - (fic)

- - JackieBoy-Man: Protecting [Y/N] - - (fic)

- - Henrik Von Schneeplestein - - (fic)

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All Egos: 

- - Ipliers and Septics Roles - - (hc)

- - Giant!Mer!Tubers x Tiny!Mer! S/O - - (hc, a)

- - Cozy - - (ss)

- - Egos Taste Preferences - - (hc, a)

- - Who’s got the loudest belly? - - (hc, a) 

- - Their Reaction to Sleepy Prey - - (hc, a) 

- - General Headcanons - - (hc)

- - Soothing Noises - - (m) 

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DAGames:

- - Ryan’s Sudden Change - - (ss, a)

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Natemare:

- - Puppet - - (fic)

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Phantom:

- - Phantom HC - - (hc, a)

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[voreplier]

So or I forgot about these... >-> (they are really old by now)

Oh well...

Enjoy your stay in Hotel a’la Anti~! (pun was made by @magnificentzharin​ all rights goes to them!)

[succubusmaw]

[ChasexMae] Safety part one

I am also in the gtjsefanclub and gtmarkfanclub. I, sometime, write about their respective egos. For this one, it will be Chase as a prey/tiny. Small warning for this one, depression and fearplay.

Mae was touching up her black long hair. She decided to go with a wavy/curly ponytail with some stray curls around her face. Her piercing blue eyes were staring at every single detail about her. She needed to be perfect. Perfect for him. Her black smoky eyeshadow and lipstick, her nice and smooth tanned skin.. The demon smiled. Mae decided to go with a long sleeved dress today. The sleeves were up to her elbows and the dress was red and black stripped. She was also wearing high heels that were black with a red sole, also with some silvery spikes on the straps on top of her feet and around her ankles. She hummed happily and left her room. She was wondering where her boyfriend was. She had found the sizeshifter about seven months ago. He got scared to borrower size and was forced to live in the walls of her house. Now the demon could probably track him down with her predators instincts but she didn't want to scare him. Mae walked around her house, her heels making that clicking sound as she went forward. Chase was somewhere in the walls curled up and trying to calm himself down. He didn't know what triggered this episode but if he didn't calm down fast it was going to be very bad. "Chase?"

Mae had been looking for him for the past five minutes. She looked toward one of the holes in her living room. It was between two books that were on a bookshelf. She moved one of the books once she was near them.

"Chase, darling? Where are you?"

She was silently hoping her voice would go across the tunnels and reach Chase wherever he was. The fatherly ego let out a soft whimper and he managed to get up and go toward Mae's voice, about a minute later his head poked out of the hole she had called through.

"S-Sorry.. I'm right here."

Mae frowned. She had heard the soft whimper. When she saw him, her hands went to him. Her long sharp black nails with silver tips went around Chase as her ringed fingers curled around the tiny body. She didn't picked him up as she stopped moving.

"Is it okay with you if I pick you up?" Her voice was soft.

Chase latched onto one of her rings and he nodded. "Of course."

She smiled and picked him up. Mae brought him to her chest before nuzzling the top of his the most she could.

"What happened?" Why was her little boyfriend in such a state? She genuinely wanted to know.

"I don't know.. just feel so empty and hopeless." Chase looked down before letting go of her ring to curling into himself and hugging his legs.

"You're not hopeless nor are you empty." She moved her hands away a little so she could see him. "You have a stunning girlfriend that would do anything for you. I know that one day, we will find a way to make you human size again."

The ego looked up at her with a small smile. "I know.. how did I end up with such an amazing girl?"

"Good question.." She smiled softly. "I'm glad I didn't eat you the second I catch you..."

He shivered at the memory. "Yeah.. you were super scary, I for sure thought I was going to die."

"I'm sorry.."

Mae kissed his head before going to settle down on the couch. She gently put Chase down on her right shoulder. Chase instantly went to sit on the crook of her neck, nuzzling her a little and placing a gentle kiss to her neck. He knew it was like a peck with him being so small but Mae loved him and he her. He settled and hummed a little.

"Thanks for helping to distract me."

"Anything for you, darling. You know this." She smiled. "What do you want to do today? Do you like my new dress?"

She raised her shoulder a tiny bit just so she could snuggle Chase in the best way the demon could at the moment.

"You look amazing just like always, I love it. As for doing things I don't know."

Mae hummed before her blue gaze turned to scarlet with the irises slit. As she was thinking of something to do, her hand went to her stomach. She had an idea of what they could do but she did not know how her boyfriend would react to it. Chase couldn't exactly see her eyes from where he was but he could feel the shift and it made him shiver, her demonicness always did, he just couldn't help that.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I have an idea but I'm not sure how you would react to it.."

"Well you won't know if you don't ask."

Mae sighed a little before picking up her boyfriend gently. She was holding him between her two cupped hands. She looked down at him. Yes, Mae was a demon. One of the top creatures in the predators chain, she could be all scary and totally demonic. Anything you could expect from a demon, she could do it.. even if she was most of her time in her human form. But Mae was so much more.. she was Chase's girl. She would do anything for the tiny ego and it was killing her each time he had these depression episode. She would do her best to help him but you can't escape that for long without the cause of it being dealt with. All of her predator's instinct was telling her to eat him, to savor this little morsel but the side of her that was deeply in love with him... One of her thumb went to rub Chase. She was being careful because of her nail. What if she stored him? He would be safe, somewhere he could definitely relax and she could let her body take care of him in the good way.. Mae remained silent while she was thinking.

Chase smiled up at her softly as he was moved to her hands, just waiting for her to ask her question. When she rubbed him he leaned into her thumb, purring again. She really did make everything better just by being there for him, he couldn't ask for a better woman to be with.

"I was wondering.." Mae took a shaky breath. Here goes nothing. "Would you be okay with me storing you? I have this second stomach called storage and it's totally safe. No acids, no bad smell."

He pondered the request for a few moments, he was of course nervous about it, what if something went wrong? But ultimately he trusted his girlfriend and nodded. "I'd be willing to do that."

Mae smiled and brought him close to nuzzle him. He returned the nuzzle as best as he could and looked up at her with a small, shy smile as he had an idea.

"Hey.. would you want to appease to your demon side and like catch me or something?"

Mae froze for a second but smirked. "Do you want me to act like it?"

"Well that is kinda what I was proposing.."

Mae grinned and let herself take her true form. Human, she was about six feet tall but as herself Mae was ten feet tall. Her skin darkened and became a dark shade of grey with areas that were black or red. Her lips went from being black to a dark crimson. Pointy ears and horns came out as her very long black with red spikes tail lazily laid on the floor, the scarlet tip moving slowly. She didn't want her wings out so they didn't came out. Mae moves Chase to hold him only between her nails of her thumb and finger. She lifted him up a little.

"Ready? I'm not going to go easy but I'll still store you."

Chase found her stunning in any way she presented herself and he couldn't help but stare at her lovingly as she transformed. Then he was being picked up in a more uncomfortable way than normal and it hit him that the game had begun. He was a little scared but he trusted her and she reassured him that she was in fact going to store him, why wouldn't she? He nodded timidly.

"Y-Yes."

[vorish-egos]

could we please get some headcannons for anti like y'all have for dark?? those were so good omg

Since I'm dropping by, I'll go ahead and offer up some of mine real quick! I'm sure like any other mun there are multitudinous and unique headcanons in regards to each of our versions of characters, but I don't mind offering up mine in the meantime ^^ (and yes anon, I am still working on the Dark/DA request, I have not forgotten amongst the chaos still <3)

-Anti is a much less... "Coy", predator than Dark. He won't waste his time playing mind games, but rather lead the prey on in a real game of cat and mouse if he's bored enough. He's much more physical and "pouncing", and in it for the chase and the hunt/endgame, unhesitatingly rough with his snack if he just cares about scaring them instead of tucking them away. If he cares about the one he's turning into a snack though, then he'll definitely be a bit gentler and at least use swallows that glide the prey more easily down into his powerful gullet, with actions more slow and deliberate, but still eager to get the precious cargo inside where they can be under his complete contro- I mean protection.

-A common trope I think is that Anti has green innards, be they neon or a deep glistening hue—and even a static-y stomach is another option, with the prey suspended in a sort of void of white noise, cocooned in his glitchy atmosphere— I for sure go with the flexible tongue and slight yet still-sharp canines, where he can use his tongue to easily wrap around his meal and pull them into his equally flexible jaws. And being a demon, he can handle a great deal of volume in his stomach, as well as control his system so that he can speed up, slow down, or even halt digestion altogether.

-He is also hypermetabolic, which is a huge cause of why he's nickname-labeled a "glutton"; he has to keep eating a lot in order to negate the amount of energy spent by his glitching aura, as it takes a lot to maintain a "fully present" form without a willing host body. He also just likes the sensation of live prey, not only because it relieves the gnawing hunger, but also because it's a nice warm blissful feeling— and what consenting pred wouldn't want that~?

-And again, if he uses his gluttony as an excuse to keep a precious one close, then he'll be very "insistent" on it. To the point of making you a belly pet whenever possible. He'll snuggle you while you're inside, kneading and massaging for both of your sakes, and you can tell when he's genuinely happy if he's purring (I'll let you in on a little secret: He'll purr if you pet his head and scritch the back of his neck too, he loves having his hair stroked but will most definitely deny it, but believe me it is soft like wool. Proceed at your own risk though, side effects may include not escaping to tell the tale and being "grounded" by a very grumpy ego's stomach); he also can be very lackadaisical when his belly is stuffed, lounging around and still stroking his passenger to just relish being full while having you close. Aka. he is very possessive, in case you couldn't tell lol

-He can be a "little" fussy if you need to stretch your legs or go do something that involves leaving the confines of his stomach, but he does make a great guard-dog demon if you somehow have his loyalty. Just don't be surprised if you end up in there a lot. Although with his level of fierce devotion, it means no other egos or especially stranger-predators can have you without your explicit permission— because whoo boy, if he found out that one of them nommed you without your— or more importantly, his— say-so...

-If he's neutral towards you, then he's more likely eating you as a convenience and form of dominance, to assert and remind that he is the "ultimate predator"— though no one's seen him try to hunt Dark... Probably for the best.

-And if you're a known reformer, well... Let's just say I hope you know what you're getting yourself into XD

-So yeah, he's basically a sassy knock-everything-down-and-eat-everyone-in-my-way cat

Hopefully that gives you a basic idea on my Anti-muse's hcs lol. Take care— and don't worry about the shadows... They don't bite eheheheh~  ;3

~Zharin~

Edit: I forgot to mention that my Anti also has black claw-like nails, whoops!

[succubusmaw]

Hi :)

I was wondering… are you only writing about Chase for the Septic egos?

Hello :)

No not at all. I have a full universe written where Mae is Chase’s wife and is Anti’s big sister. I am pretty open to any kind of written revolving around my character Mae c: feel free to ask her anything :D

[voreplier]

I am not the best artist, (beside this is my first vore art, ever) but I am quite proud of this piece! I hope you like it too! 

Ps: (click for better quality) - Please don’t claim it as yours or edit it at all! Thank you! -

[vorish-egos]

Sanctuary

Contains: Soft/Safe vore and G/T

2 pages long, 786 words

Written by: ~Zharin~

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His smile illuminated your entire vision. Despite the attempt to bare his teeth in a coy snarl, there was an amused glimmer in his bright blue eyes, and wrinkles well-worn from many a laughter. He brought you closer, lips and ivory walls parting to grant you entry into the pink fleshy cave inside. The tongue poked out like a red carpet, and a warm welcoming breath washed over you as you were slid past the ticklish hairs of his beard and onto the plushy muscle. It welcomed your weight, curling as gravity tilted to slide you all the way in.

 Your head almost hit the back of his throat as his jaws closed, cutting off the light and sealing you inside. Flesh squelched as your form was shifted and sloshed around, coating in saliva for the trip down. Your back pressed against his palate, and you were quite the mouthful that your consumer's efforts were visible from outside, sloshing from one cheek to the other.

 Hums of pleasure were vibrating in your ears, but the not-so-subtle giggles told you what you already knew: he sucked at being an aggressive predator. Gravity finally shifted, and you sank deeper inside, pressing against the soft flesh that marked the entrance of the gullet, and then...

NGULP

 The accompanying sound was more surprising than the muscles that closed in on you and pulled you down. But you were halfway inside his throat when your surroundings jolted with a wheezy laugh of embarrassment. He swallowed again, properly this time, and your little form slid all the way into the embrace of many rings of pulsating muscles; you formed a little lump in his neck as you slid out from below his chin and were dragged down beneath the layers of skin and cartilage. You felt his fingers gingerly press over you before you were gone from sight, vanishing behind his collar bone like a great magic trick: the last trace of your existence was now deep inside of his body.

 For what felt like forever, and yet not long enough, the rings of flesh massaged and shifted and pushed and pulled as you made your way down, before finally slowing to be gingerly shoved into a slightly more spacious area. A pocket of space within the flesh you landed, filling him up quite nicely as the muscles gurgled and made you curl up. You not only heard but also felt him giggle again, no doubt hiding his blushing face behind his hand as he felt you slowly stretch to test the limits of your new home before complying to the demanding walls that rippled and gently compressed like a slimy hug.

 You were completely invisible to the world now. Responsibilities and exhausting demands were no more: you now only served your host, your friend, your protector, with the immense task of resting in the safety of his belly. You didn't even make a dent in his abdomen, your form completely concealed beneath his shirt, behind the layers of skin and muscle that now in turn existed to hide your form from the cruel world.

 The echoes of your breath bounced against tight walls, rippling grooves that truly held no ill will: Despite his effort to have fun and make your trip in worthwhile, even now he was having a hard time restraining his smile let alone giggles as his gut accustomed to your small mass.

 The warmth of his insides were pleasant, rolling in constant waves as you felt his hand rest over you. You were jolted as he let out a quiet burp, going red again while you were simply amused by his flustered kindness, putting your hand where his was. How close you were to the outside world, and yet it seemed so far away now. Yours had faded from the loud and busy streets and voices to only his world, to the soft breathing, the gentle booming of his beating heart, the loving gurgles and squeezes of his cradling organ amongst other working parts.

 You heard him let out a content sigh and felt him sit back, his hand still on your stowed away form. His thumb idly rubbed your sanctuary, and you were then swayed by a gusty yawn. Gravity tilted a little bit more, sloshing you back with a relaxed murmur as he got comfortable in his seat and closed his eyes, folding his arms over his stomach to keep you as his passenger safe inside. His heart and breath were soon slowing, the gentle rise and fall of his diaphragm making you also sleepy as you finally gave in to the warm darkness and nodded off in the warm massaging folds of his protective body.

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[vorish-egos]

Hibernal Rescue

Contains: Soft/Safe vore, angst, and G/T

2 pages long, 818 words

Written by: ~Zharin~

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It was surprising how much you could squirm inside a space as confined as his maw.

He'd been in the middle of a livestream when he saw you huddled by the door. Your small figure was so small and cold, so easy to pick up as he did just that, with warm fingers that enveloped you while he whispered reassurance. He told you he was going to put you somewhere safe to warm up, but the last thing you'd expected was for him to part his lips and slide you in on his welcoming tongue. He had pushed you inside and  closed his jaws, sealing your numb body within his maw.

 It was cramped, hot and moist, certainly a shock for your frozen body. But as soon as feeling was returning to your limbs, your panic had overtaken you, and you now writhed and pleaded in the echoes of the fleshy cavern. Stray limbs noticeably punched the insides of his cheeks, his tongue constantly shifting to try and get you to calm down or at least stop, but to no avail. You finally heard him grunt, having had enough when you'd managed to push his teeth apart enough to almost lose a limb. His tongue rippled and tipped up, sweeping you away from escape as you cried out in fear. Your little heart hammered in your chest, reverberating against the live surroundings, but he simply tilted his head back, exposing his pale throat to the camera that was still running.

GULP.

You wailed and panicked as almost all of you went down at once. Hands grabbed at the slippery rings of muscles, scraping against the base of his tongue, but he simply rested his fingers over the base of his neck and delivered the last swallow. Your squirming form sank down, nothing more than a small shifting bulge sliding beneath the pale skin, sinking down from beneath his jaw and falling down into his depths. His fingers strayed over your retreating figure, and his head leveled, letting out a breath when the epiglottis was clear. You'd vanished, past the clavicle and behind the ribcage.

The descent slowed before you were squeezed and deposited into a small pocket within the flesh. Organs murmured in greeting as the stomach itself compressed, embracing your figure tightly like an old friend. Still, fear made you blindly push out at the rippling muscles, but he simply blushed and placed his hand over you, starting to croon softly. It was going to be okay... He didn't want to hurt you... He wanted to keep you safe, and warm... You were going to be okay.

Your struggles slowly faded, the little pushes from behind his shirt stilling to its normal flat self, if not slightly taut from your filling mass. But he kept gently rubbing you, murmuring to the resident deep inside. He promised he would let you out, but until then he had taken it upon himself to do everything he physically could to protect you until you were stable once more. This situation was understandably frightening, but something about him made you gradually relax. Your muscles slowly resorted to simple shivers, still soaking in the waves of heat as you relaxed and remained curled up in the folds of his cradling belly.

The embracing organ let out a reassuring murmur as you finally allowed it to close in. Though there was hardly any extra room to breathe, somehow you still could despite the hot humid air. The glistening darkness was continually shifting, though now you could almost identify it as a massage, rubbing to help your ice cold mass acclimate to a safer temperature. He may have felt like he'd swallowed dry ice, but he reinforced his dedication with another gentle touch of his hand, fingers gently sinking in to press against you.

With adrenaline fading from your system now, your body had room to beg for rest. You couldn't deny that his belly was so warm and cozy... It felt like you were sinking into the slimy, cushiony muscles. Your tired eyes were left with no choice but to slowly close, and soon your heartbeat matched his, breath aligning before you then slowed and slipped into a doze. The comforting sensations akin to a hammock gingerly lulled you to sleep, the soft sways of his diaphragm and inner workings making for a surprisingly peaceful melody in the privacy of his gut. Out there, you had been so frightened and vulnerable in the world of dangers and uncertainty... But here, you now knew that you were safe.

Although looking back up from his abdomen, he suddenly remembered the stream was still going and turned as red as a tomato. With a flustered apology to his viewers and the promise of returning, he reached for the camera, his other hand still supporting you with a gentle press, and the screen suddenly cut to black.

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