#oc; misaei

[noireovertures]

for you, my friend

what if i edited an old drabble of misaei and spark. what then??? well i don't know, but i did! and here it is :D

i've got no warnings for this one! it's just some tender soft/safe g/t vore :)

word count: ~700

Spark is always careful with him. 

From the moment he asks her, she makes sure he'll be comfortable and safe. She picks him up and looks him over - fixing his hair, preening his wings if they're messy, dusting him off. How long that takes her usually depends on how small he's feeling that day.

If they're both feeling playful enough, sometimes he'll struggle a little. Never enough to hurt himself (or her), but certainly enough to get Spark to mess with him a tad. She'll tease him with a lick or two and make a comment about his sweetness. Something about him tasting like a blueberry milkshake… And naturally, he'll protest the accusations of sweetness - he might be cute, but he isn't a sweet little dessert (except when he is).

Once they're done messing around, if they did at all, he's gently placed in her mouth. Spark will start to take her time now, especially in cases where he's not exactly bite-sized. 

Her mouth is warm and wet, and he loves to hear the little hum of satisfaction she makes when he hits her tongue. Sometimes, when he's small enough, she'll pin him to the roof of her mouth for a little while. He likes that part a lot, admittedly... The consistent pressure feels genuinely good after a long day. She'll keep him there for a little while, slowly working her way over him with her tongue. Slicking him up with saliva is very important for the next step, after all.

She waits for his signals to continue, gently teasing him if he's being fussy about it. (He's not fussy, though. Don't believe her.) Once he gives it to her, either by an affirmative chirp or a gentle pat on the tongue, she swallows.

The sound of it is thunderous, each gulp heralding a ripple of slick, strong muscle that pulls him deeper into his friend's body. It's like being sandwiched between blocks of slime, the pressure always nearly enough to squeeze the breath out of him, but not quite.

When he's not as small, that part takes much longer. The time between each swallow will vary, Spark having to take the time to slick him up before continuing. Sometimes it's because is Spark slowly dragging her tongue over his feathers, carefully coating them so his wings won't get stuck once they're further inside. Other times she's just pacing herself, trying to get a breath around the rather large lump of him in her throat. The waiting doesn't scare him. She knows what she's doing. He trusts her.

Occasionally, he can feel the esophagus pushing against him from the outside as he travels downward. Spark is tracing his descent with her fingers, patiently waiting for him to arrive at his destination. As he listens to the steady thump of her heartbeat and the great fwooshes of air entering and leaving her lungs, ever so aware of her all around him, he knows she's just as aware of him.

At the end of his descent, he always tumbles a bit. He spills out into her stomach, sometimes splashing into little pools of saliva and acids that luckily he's quite immune to at the moment. His wings flutter as he rights himself, hands grasping for purchase against the walls of the slippery organ. Spark laughs, the sound of it slightly muffled above him. He must be tickling her again.

Once he's comfortably curled up and settled, it isn't long before he'll feel her hand pressing in on him. She wants to check on him, to ask how he's doing. Sometimes he's doing better now that he's with her, other times he's fine to begin with. Right now though, he's content… and a little sleepy. Spark accepts that reply with a chuckle and a "sleep well, Miso".

He thanks her with a small yawn, before curling in on himself a bit more. As he shuts his eyes, he notices the gentle swaying of what is Spark likely walking around and getting ready to head to bed herself.

He appreciates her doing this for him, truly.

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possibly the oldest of what i took the time to crop last night, a sketch of spark showing another friend (coconut) what she can do

(that being eating misaei of course)

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i've decided to collect up a bunch of my doodles (mostly wips/sketches) from the last year-ish that i've not really done much with and post them! first up are these two sketches of misaei, affectionately known as "miso" to friends. he's an avian who loves mischief and spending time with (... and within) his friends. he's one of many ocs prime and i created for a more game-adjacent mine//craft universe, so i guess it's worth noting he's based on the cyan and gold parrot!

i don't remember why i put him in a jam jar in the first one, but he tastes like blueberries typically so guess he's a berry medley now? the second sketch is older and less refined, but he's probably in his friend spark's mouth (more on her soon). he likes it there.

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a pair of doodles from last year that i've had tucked away on a canvas... more of my blasted min/ecrsft ocs, yes. meet samba (he/him) and kirylx (he/they)!

samba's got himself a treat... and kirylx is dealing with a handful of their somewhat unruly servermates

as always for when i properly introduce my ocs to you, extra info about them will be under the cut!

first off, they're both servermates of spark and misaei! fellow catalysts, as the individuals of their group call themselves. kirylx is their admin while samba is one of the resident redstoners.

samba is a nether elf n kirylx is debatably human (his concept n design take inspiration from me/troid, so do with that what you will).

samba does this sorta thing for fun on the regular and usually is more than willing to provide tummy time for anyone who asks. kirylx feeds partially on energy, and as they occasionally forget to look after themself instead of the server, his servermates will occasionally take it upon themselves to make sure he's well fed <3

samba is also very close with three more of his servermates, one of which i'll tell you about very soon (as i have Another doodle of samba). any of them are welcome to turn the tables on him... or snuggle up if they feel cuddly. samba loves affection from people he cares about.

kirylx keeps to themself, but is very fond of their fellow catalysts. he'd do pretty much anything to keep them happy... including indulge their want to be tiny snacks. he does appreciate the extra energy on occasion! however, he's not particularly willing to be a snack himself.

hope you like them! and as before. if you recognize them/me, no you don't <3

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i've been busy so i sorta forgot i wanted to post my backlog of doodles... but here's spark, who i promised i would talk about back when i posted about her friend misaei! (you can find him here)

spark's a very good friend to misaei and is usually more than happy to put him away for a while, so long as she can carry on w/ her day (which typically involves building something or other and scampering about)

like i did w/ my last oc post, you can read a bit more abt spark under the cut if you'd like <3

spark is a moth hybrid obviously, but i was too lazy to detail her wings (or draw them in one case) in all of these - she's a golden sun moth! :D

... so yes, the early bug gets the bird.

she resides on the same server as misaei 90% of the time, so she's one of his favorite people to go to when he wants to get tucked away in a tum. spark has come to enjoy spending time w/ him like this and is always eager to help, even when misaei has sensory troubles and needs a bit more comfort

misaei isn't a regular player - hence the size shifting of sorts (he varies between tiny and more like,, quarter-sized compared to spark here?) and while that has it's benefits, he also has rough days where his body won't cooperate and he feels like he needs to be flattened w/ a rolling pin. spark just happens to be one of the few people he's comfortable admitting that to

i'm sure i'll talk about these two more another time, thanks for reading! and if you recognize them/me, no you don't.