#melonvore

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Hey, if it's not a problem, could you give us some headcannons on some Beastars characters as well, please?

Yeah, I'd love to! These are getting long though so under the read more it goes.

L.egoshi: He's a big dumb dog. Hunger and horny mix together to the point that he can't tell them apart. Accidental vore/Losing himself to instinct/Being easily convinced to eat others all lend themselves very well to this. But also I think he'd eat others for people he cares about, too--for instance, to protect them or to make himself more cuddly. On the flip side, he's really easy to convince to be willing prey for those he cares deeply about, tail wagging the whole way down. And while there are certainly instances where he could be unwilling prey, he'll be very whiny and submissive once he realizes that stomachs are much sturdier than they appear.

L.ouis: An herbivore that thinks himself equal if not greater than carnivores is going to act as such. Might take some time to get over the bellyaches but he'll get used to meat eventually. He'd probably consume carnivores near exclusively, though I don't think he'd deny himself the indulgence to snack on fellow herbivores if the mood strikes him. He's very defiant as prey, always going down fighting and making a big show of his resistance. Not very useful against your average carnivore but he refuses to make himself an easy meal. He'll shout and kick to the very end and do his best not to let his fear shine through.

R.iz: I like to think his philosophy on eating others is similar to how he tries to cope with T.em's death in canon--by believing that he's joined his prey together with him and they're now one. Sure, eating for him is still based on hunger and instinct, and he's definitely someone who'll stuff himself silly...but he still thinks what he's doing is a good thing. The right thing, even. Doesn't mean he won't go down fighting if someone were to turn the tables on him, though the hypocrisy will be lost on him. He'll settle down eventually once he's fully sealed away unless his predator did something to really piss him off. Or happened to be an herbivore...

B.ill: It's all about dominance for him. He's a big, tough carnivore--why shouldn't he eat like one, too? Doesn't have to be reserved to just herbivores, either! Smaller or weaker carnivores are below the food chain for him (though so is everyone else if you ask him) so he won't hesitate to put them in their place, too. He loves to show off when he can and feel that rush of power that comes with devouring another life. Course, this means he won't be the most agreeable prey. He'll roar and struggle for a good while but that fragile ego of his is bound to shatter eventually, and by then, he'll just be a pathetic, whimpering lump of meat to work over. Just depends on how long it takes for him to realize he's been bumped down a few notches in the food chain for good.

G.ouhin: He's a doctor in the black market who handles mostly aggressive carnivores. Of course, one of his main methods of handling that is showing them what it's like to be the meat they so badly crave. Is that a lesson that can be learned more than once? Completely depends. Other than that, he'll always take in willing prey. He'll make sure it's what they want but hey, if that's the life they wanna live, he's not going to let them go off and pick a worse predator. As a meal, he's one of two ways--if one manages to get him down fair and square, he'll most likely be huffy but accept his place. If one does something cheap like getting him by surprise, then he'll make for a much tougher meal. Indigestion is very possible with him.

P.ina: He's got a slightly different flavor of confidence compared to L.ouis. His good looks and borderline flirtatious behavior make it so he considers it an honor to be his food. Certainly, the type to try and sweet talk a meal down the hatch but not fully above getting a little rough if needed. He might complain a bit about the weight he has to work off later but sacrifices must be made. So, similarly, he'll try to talk his way out of a maw if it comes down to it. Very likely to not work, especially if he goes in head first, but his panicked wiggling won't do him any good. Too bad he likely tastes as good as he looks, doubt there's anything he could offer that'll keep him in one piece.

T.em: Okay, so he's barely a character but why should that stop me? Here's the vision--accidental vore, role reversal, and unwilling pred. Too busy screaming while some rabid carnivore lunges at him sends a big meal shooting down the hatch. Takes a tumble down the stairs with his would-be predator and he lands with a full gut and a headache. Or even just raw survival instinct taking over and making him turn the tables in a moment of pure panic before he even realizes what's going on. And then he's embarrassed by the end results and always tries to deny it. He's much more simple as prey, tends to just give in once he's down the hatch. Maybe it's the panic or the digestion but he usually accepts his place once the delirium sets in. Makes for an easy meal.

J.ack: Accidental vore on this one, too. Sometimes he eats before he thinks and whoops, that's a person in his stomach! Probably a bit bashful about it and apologetic but like...not enough to let them out. If they went down that easily, they'd probably just get nabbed by some other predator. At least J.ack will be nice about it! I also think he's another potential willing prey, so long as he's buttered up about it. Lots of compliments and niceties and he'll be settling in quick. Course, even if he's not willing, it doesn't take a lot of effort to get him to shut up and settle down so he's not a problem either way.

G.osha: I think he was a waaaay bigger pred in his youth, but old age and family life caught up on him and now he's not nearly as proactive. Still nabs himself a meal from time to time but he's a lot more secretive about it and would prefer if no one knew. It's embarrassing for a man his age to do something like that. He will eat others as an act of self-defense, though, or if he thinks they're a threat to his grandson. Otherwise, if he's the one being eaten, I think a lot of that survival instinct just goes out the door in favor of pure panic. The kind that just makes a guy freeze up and do nothing. But unless a pred is immune to it or has a real iron gut, komodo dragons are basically a walking stomachache.

Y.ahya: His diet is exclusively carnivores. He's L.ouis but worse, seeing himself as enacting justice by eating carnivores. He's very cold and unflinching about it, too. He even kinda likes it when he can make a carnivore crack and show him fear. So shows very little mercy to his meals because of that. That means he'll also fight to the end if he gets eaten, absolutely refusing to be food for a carnivore--or at least making them regret eating him. If an herbivore were the one to devour him, though, he'd likely be in too much shock for any effective resistance.

M.elon: He likes to get to know his meals first. Have them feel safe around him, consider him a friend or a confidant. Then he'll strike at complete random, devour them, and really soak in their fear and betrayal. Sure, he'll eat a random person here or there but it never does hit as well as eating someone that felt safe with him. As prey, though, he's not exactly...willing so much as he just doesn't care. If someone is able to get the jump on him first and actually get him down, then he'll let it happen. He's part gazelle, after all. This was always bound to happen eventually...

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

I just wanted to say real quick that I LOVE your blog! I really enjoy reading your writting!

I saw on your Fandom list that you enjoy b.eastars, do you think you have some prompts for that-? Thank you in advance!!

I've been meaning to do some more for this setting!

L.ouis closes his eyes and tips his head back, taking that final gulp that sends the wolf's feet slithering down his gullet. His jaws snap shut, a smug grin on his face as he feels the last of his meal slosh into his stomach. He lets out a sigh and slowly rubs over his gut, pushing his hand down over the bulge of his prey's face. "And you call yourself a wolf, L.egoshi? Letting yourself get eaten like that...I'd almost think you were meant to be prey." The deer rests his head on his head, looking down at his stomach, tightly stretched around the form of the curled-up wolf inside. It had only started as a bit of teasing between them, but L.ouis dared to take a lick of the wolf's face, and then he had to have another taste and another. Before long, he slide his maw over L.egoshi's muzzle and then...well...now he's full. His guts gurgle wetly and a belch rumbles out of the deer. He feels the wolf squirm a bit inside of him and he presses down on his face again. "Do you feel that? I might be a prey but it seems like my stomach is more than ready to take you on. Meat like you won't be coming back up so easily. Seems you're mine now. A predator eaten by a prey...that must put me at the top of the food chain now." As much as he's relishing in teasing the dumb wolf that let himself be devoured, he can feel L.egoshi's tail wagging inside his stomach. There's no doubt that the wolf is perfectly content with the demise he's about to face, melting alive in L.ouis's stomach as nothing more than meat for another animal. The deer always did think he was strange, though. He just didn't realize how much. "Well, I'll at least make sure to enjoy every second of your digestion, L.egoshi. I can give you that much for being such an obedient meal...just try not to make me too fat, will you? I don't want to have to explain to the drama club why I'm carrying a beachball of a stomach around. Though..." L.ouis licks his lips as he thinks to some of his fellow drama club members. Albatross..tiger...bear...he wonders if any of them are as tasty as wolf. "On second thought...do whatever you like, L.egoshi. I think you'll find the rest of the drama club joining you on my waistline after all. I think I'll be trying a new all-predator diet thanks to you." He pats his stomach a few times, letting out another raunchy belch. Melting all this wolf meat is going to take his stomach some time. But it's going to be so worth it. L.egoshi will simply be the first of many.

R.iz lets out a pleased groan as he feels along his stomach. It's stuffed so tight. He's never eaten so much before! A deep, rumbling belch comes from his jaws as his guts churn wetly over all that meat. "You're all looking so amazing," R.iz says to his stomach. His hands sinks into it as he rubs along it, everyone inside long since digested. Ever since he devoured T.em, he just had to have more. He needed his friends to be on his stomach. It was the only way for prey and predators to truly get along. He ate that ram P.ina next after corning him in the bathroom. He'd practically stuck his finger in Riz's face, how could he resist? After that he hunted down the beloved head of the drama club, L.ouis, and devoured him antlers and all. That wolf, L.egoshi, came in while he was trying to cram the deer's legs down the hatch though. R.iz didn't mind having a second course so soon. The wolf put up more of a fight than his first three meals, but after pinning him down, R.iz found that even predators slide smoothly down his gullet. he picked off that tiger, B.ill, shortly after discovering just how easy his fellow predators were to eat. Four live prey in his gut made him a bit full, though, and he ended up retiring in a changing room to late all of that meat process. They've all long since stopped moving, R.iz's powerful gut effortlessly snuffing the four of them out with enough time. he can feel how soft they are every time he presses down on his stomach now. He's definitely going to get a lot fatter off of all of this meat. More muscular, too. They're all going to look so good on him. "I'm so happy to have my friends so close like this. T.em was getting lonely...but now I know how to keep all of us together." He pushes down on his gut, working out another wet belch. A wolf skull flies out of his jaws, landing on the ground in front of him with the other three he manages to cough up. Before long, R.iz would have an entire collect made up of the drama club. After that, maybe he'll snack on his roommates...then the roommates of his meals. And why stop there? He can add his entire year to his waistline. Maybe even the whole student body. He can make sure all of C.herryton High is as close as possible right on his middle. He gives it a few slow pats, slurping over his lips. His feast has only just begun.

"Hmph..." M.elon lazily picks at his fangs, staring out the window with boredom. His stomach sloshes back and forth in his lap but he lost interest in that four lions ago. running the S.hishigumi had been good fun for a while but he's gotten sick of all of them and their whining. He knows they keep going after that deer as well. He decided the best way to get some fun out of them was to start scarfing them down and see how they handle become his prey. It was entertaining for the first couple, sure, but by now he's realized that they're all reacting the same. Roaring defiantly, fighting for their lives, cursing his name and swearing revenge. It was all the same, and in the end, they died all the same, too. His stomach would claim their lives, soften them up into a thick chyme that steadily packs onto his stomach, and then he'd be calling in the next one and repeating the process. It didn't really stop him from eating all of them, though. The last of the lions is losing the fight to his stomach now. Before long, he'll go still, and the entire gang will be exterminated--reduced to nothing but more heft on his middle. A thick belch rumbles out of him as his gut sloshesa bit more before stopping. He pushes down on it lazily. No more lion. Just more thick belly slop. "You predators really are all the same...oh well, at least you tasted delicious." He wonders if that deer will come looking for them. He wouldn't mind having deer that feisty. What about that wolf that always seems to follow him around? Wolf sounds pretty good, too. M.elon licks his lips as his gut grumbles. Maybe he'll get some dessert after all.