#st vore

[thetinycrab]

Imagine being tiny on a dining table having dinner with tiny Steve and Giant Billy and Eddie

Eddie and Billy are moaning about there being no dessert, really playing it up while you and Steve roll your eyes. All of a sudden ringed fingers reach over and pluck up the other tiny, making him yelp and flail. When you look up you see Eddie standing behind Billy, draped over his shoulders, only hand around his neck and the other dangling Steve. "I see dessert right here."

Steve protests but you know he's also playing it up. You both have safe words, could use them and both giants would apologize and make sure you're okay. But he's not and you know you won't.

Billy chuckles, making your stomach flutter. "Feisty little thing, isn't he." And opens wide and flicks his tongue to draw the tiny's legs into his mouth.

Steve twists as Eddie's fingers let go. You barely register his blushing face, or his sputtering words. You can't tear your eyes away from the sight of Billy closing his lips and humming in pleasure. Steve disappeared so easily behind those lips - a fact that leaves you rooted in place. You're glad you're sitting down; by the way your knees go weak you know you would've fallen if you hadn't been.

You can't see, but you know from the way Billy's jaw shifts that Steve's being hopelessly battered by that massive tongue. If you were closer you'd hear his muffled shouts. You know that from experience.

Billy's eyes are closed in bliss, but you can feel Eddie's gaze burning onto you. It's all so sudden, so intense, reminding you just how helpless you are against the two. And then, Eddie's head is turning to the side, a movement so miniscule you wouldn't see it if you weren't so tiny. But you still can't look away, so you see divots forming as the metalhead everso gently tightens his grip of Billy's neck.

"Swallow."

Your stomach drops. Billy's gulp goes straight to your chest. You can't see it - Eddie's hand is covering it, but you know by the grin forming that the giant can feel the lump that is Steve going down. "Good boy."

Billy rumbles, licks his lips, but the loudest sound to you is your breathing. Icy blue eyes join big browns and your heart thumps painfully. Instinct wants you to run - your quiet mind refuses to connect the signals.

Billy coos softly. "Well would ya look at that…”

You can't even yelp as you're plucked up. All that comes out is a strangled squeak; tiny and pitiful and laced with fear. You wonder if it gets lost in the quiet, but no. Billy's voice is so soft as he asks, "Did you think we forgot about you?"

There's a pause. They're waiting for your answer, you realize. And you could do it. You could safe word out, but you don't know if you want to. You loved being teased and manhandled, but it's a bit too much. Your mind is disconnected from your brain - words won't form. All you can manage is a hitched breath and a restless kick of your legs.

And then. And then! Eddie's leaning in and drawing your eyes to his soft gaze. And he's cooing in a way that makes you feel so small. "Oh~, I think they need me to be soft, don't you little one."

You don't know why, but relief floods through you. You find yourself nodding with a croaked whine. Another coo makes your stomach flutter. His hand comes near, and for a second you brace yourself to be grabbed. But no. His finger is outstretched and it's gently running down your cheek. You lean into it with a sigh. "I'm going to enjoy this."

The words make you perk up. Eddie's going to enjoy this. He's going to tuck you away and love having you inside. He always knew just how to calm you down.Eddie opens wide, letting you get a good look at his maw. He'd indulged you once; letting you explore and run your hands over every inch. The slimy texture of everything was off-putting at first, but soon became a comfort. He even let you fall asleep on his tongue with your arms wrapped around it. The familiar muscle rests behind two rows of teeth that frame his mouth perfectly to you.

Out of sight, Eddie taps Billy's thigh twice, a signal to start lowering you.Your anxiety settles as your feet hit his tongue. Nothing else matters. Nothing else could worry you. Eddie has you. He's kind enough to let you turn onto your stomach and spread your arms to prepare yourself. A pause, making sure you're settled, then the light fades as Eddie closes his maw.

You're carefully pinned to the roof. The tongue shifts, dragging up a bit. Another, longer, then another, until he's built up a steady rhythm. It grinds against you, forcing the air from your lungs and soothing the aches in your body until you feel like putty. A soft moan vibrates around you and rests in your bones. Your heart settles. You're glad Eddie's enjoying this as much as you are.

Twice you're pinned in place as he swallows around you. Normally he'd be rolling you into a cheek and sucking on you like a jawbreaker. He'd be holding you between his teeth and lightly pressing, plopping you at the front and lapping relentlessly. He'd be making all types of noises as he let you know how wonderful you tasted. But he promised to be soft, so he'll taste you here.

One more round, and now he's tilting his head back. Outside of view he's grabbing Billy's hand, shocking him out of teasing the tiny in his belly, putting it to his throat and swallowing deeply. Relentless muscles push you down, and Billy marvels at the little bump under his palm as you're sent down into Eddie's storage stomach.

The walls welcome you. Soft and squishy, covered in a slime that would fade in time, they catch you and cradle you like you're something precious.

You sink into the folds, your sigh of happiness drowned by Eddie's noise of content. The chamber sits on top of his real stomach, and already you can hear the grumbles and groans that'll accompany you to sleep.

All of a sudden it caves in. The ceiling and floor squishes you between then, making a shocked laugh bubble out of you. Eddie's rubbing his stomach and groaning dramatically. "Now that was delicatible."

There's a pause, then all of a sudden Eddie's cackling. "Says the guy who says 'heebie jeebies'!"

Rolling your eyes, you settle in. You know they'll be up for a while, they're probably gonna watch a movie. It doesn't matter. Eddie'll keep you safe, won't let anything bother you.

[idol--hands]

The one you feed.

[transmechanicus]

Dug this up from my high school music archives and it is driving me feral, i need to get someone’s whole throat in my mouth or i’m gonna crack a molar, good morning

[moonchild-in-blue]

So let's get swallowed whole

I want to go where nobody else will ever go

[mxmvoreandstuff]

Can I get a pred profile for Enzo please 🥺

Pred/Prey Profile

Enzo St. John

Pred Level 8/10

Prey level 2/10

Enzo is a protective pred. He's very possesive of his lovers and will do everything and anything to protect them, that includes swallowing down any threats. Damon and Enzo will often have brawls, Damon being the usual winner, however.

Usual Prey:

Matt Donavan, Stefan Salvatore, Tyler Lockwood, Alaric Salztman, Damon Salvatore, Jeremy Gilbert

Usual Preds: Damon Salvatore, Tyler Lockwood, Kai Parker

(Enzo is so sassy I love him. Who else should I make a Pred/Prey profile of?)

[that-gt-and-vore-stuffs]

I believe I'm that someone which I apologize for not responding I get distracted easily 🤣

But I'm absolutely interested in hearing about your GB vore thoughts sorry for the initials don't know how the slashes work for this

Actually, I didn’t mean you lol. I have another friend who took all of three minutes after my initial post to pop up in my discord feed abt “hey so I saw ur post” lol. Although I’m always open to ramble. Also don’t worry about the slashes, I just do that so my posts don’t end up on the main tags

Now for the thoughts-

All four of the main idiots are switches. Why do I feel this way? Because you cannot tell me that eating each other is not one of the many many ways they show affection right along side being assholes to each other

As I discussed with the above mentioned friend (@thefanciestborrower in case you were interested and just to make sure they see this post) It’s one of the ways Winston is informed that he’s truly been accepted as a Gho/stbus/ter.

He got ate one day, completely out of the blue, and went to Janine about it later. She just laughed and told him he’s officially be adopted into the idiot squad.

Speaking of Janine, she’s the only one spared from the constant random noms in the firehouse. Not because shes a full Pred or anything but because they’re afraid of her.

The Gho/stbus/ters might not fear ghosts, but they do fear their dear friend and secretary Janine.

She’s got a shot glass of cocktail swords and toothpicks she wields and wields well when small

Has stabbed Peter on multiple occasions for almost setting his hand on her while she was small

Egon is a Pred lean for science, although not against being ate so long as he’s warned and willing

Ray falls to the prey side but is pretty center. Can and has eaten the others

Peter is a pure switch, like the ass he is

Winston leans Pred, HOWEVER poor dude was stuck getting ate for the first few months after joining the crew

They’re all silly little guys tbh. Thats all.

Dana and Janine talk about how stupid they are all the time after work. They think it’s the funniest thing in the world. The boys? Not so much.

Can you eat ghosts? Test results have been…inconclusive so far

And those are the main ones for now! I’m sure my mind will think of some more soon but if you have more thoughts I’d always be open to hear them! Glad my rambles entertain yall still and it’s good to be back :)

[kanenites]

when they said to me "oh you thought the summoning was sexy? you should listen to sugar" i didnt believe them . i thought theres no way its THAT sexy. but it is. this is like You Would find this on someones sex playlist. i cant describe it You just have to listen and see for yourself

[imperatorcopia]

gonna put umbra as my instagram profile song. is it too obvious or just enough for everyone to know im a freak

[svarttrost]

I hear you and I agree! Sugar and Give are definitely great for Astarion.

I don't know how much you Know, but I assume you've played through his story without the romance before or seen/read analyses? I'll try to not spoil anything very major regardless.

Beware, I have been enabled.

So, I raise you:

Rain

100% THE spawn Astarion romance song for me right there.

For so long, I have waited So long that I almost became Just a stoic statue, fit for nobody

Astarion not seeing himself fit for anyone anymore aside from maybe 'a little fun' and nothing serious or 'real'.

But I finally think I can say That the vicious cycle was over The moment you smiled at me

Him starting to fall for the player.

And just like the rain You cast the dust into nothing And wash out the salt from my hands So touch me again I feel my shadow dissolving Will you cleanse me with pleasure?

The player helping him come to terms with his past and to move forward.

I'm coiled up like the venomous serpent Tangled in your trance and I'm certain You have got your hooks in me

It starts with him casting the line to hook the player, but he ends up getting caught himself.

I know, I know, the way that it goes You get what you give, you reap what you sow

Very much in line with his views on how things work in life.

And I can see you in my fate

He wants 'something real'.

And I know, I know, I am what I am The mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb

Man with the wettest roundest eyes ever, who could also literally rip out your throat with his bare teeth? Sound familiar?

So darling, will you saturate?

Bonus points for 'darling'.

Nobody can say for certain If maybe it's all just a game When I open my eyes to the future I can hear you say my name

Still uncertain about the future, but hopeful, that the player will be there with him.

Yeah, just, pretty much the whole thing, really.

******

Telomeres

This one also screams Astarion romance to me.

You guide me in To safety and silence, oh As you breathe me out I drink you in, oh

Safety is a big thing for Astarion, also, 'drink you in'? Yeah.

And we go beyond the farthest reaches Where the light bends and wraps beneath us

I could go into his relationship with the light/sun in literal and metaphorical sense and all that, but, y'know.

And I know as you collapse into me This is the start of something

Catching feelings maybe? Wink wink, nudge nudge.

Your eyes and your limbs Are instruments to pick apart The distance within

Filling in the gaps within him, so to speak, without going too much into it.

Through death My arms are open

Well, he is an undead vampire after all.

And I know as you collapse into me This is the start of something new

This relationship, as well as this safety he's found with the player is very new to him.

******

Ascensionism

It's in the name! The man spends half the game talking about Ascension as soon as he learns what it is! Kinda spoiler-ish, since it's definitely more ascended leaning, and that's quite a tone shift compared to spawn.

Well, I know what you want from me

He does have a tendency to know what people would want, doesn't he?

Who made you like this? Who encrypted your dark gospel in body language? Synapses snap back in blissful anguish Tell me you met me in past lives, past lie Past what might be eating me from the inside, darling

I can just hear these lines being used as a tool of seduction by him. And a little glimpse into his past. Also, more bonus points for 'darling'.

Tell me you guessed my future and it mapped onto your fantasy Turn me into your mannequin and I'll turn you into my puppet queen

Also feels fitting in certain ways.

Won't you come and dance in the dark with me?

He's calling you into the dark, will you take his hand?

Blood stains on the collar, please, just don't ask

Vampire, need I say more?

You're gonna watch me ascend

You are, aren't you? Isn't that what you want?

And I know what you want from me You want the same as me My redemption, eternal ascension Setting me free So I'll take what I want then leave

This whole passage is just it.

******

Hypnosis

Sink, sink your teeth Split my skin, no Just make me bleed

Extremely Astarion coded, just look at this.

Yep.

And you make it more

Than I

Could ever feel

Before

Not much going on in Hypnosis lyric-wise, but what is going on fits very much.

******

I honestly think that people probably went: Astarion = sexy; that last bit of The Summoning = sexy; therefore Astarion = The Summoning. If that makes sense? The song does work for him, but there's so much that fits him just as well if not more in Sleep Token's discography and I had to scream.

bg3 astarion's sleep token song

(astarion spoilers and kinda nsfw)

hello sleep token and astarion community, i know yall are very horny but why did you assign the summoning as the astarion song when sugar literally exists? when these are the lyrics? i may only be on act 1 of my astarion romance playthrough but i Know some things about his story sooo. let me convince you with the lyrics of the song (under the cut)

sugar

[Verse 1] And you play a twisted little game But I know in a way You need to complicate Believe that though we never eat We still know how to feed We still know how to bleed (Oh) <- he's literally a vampire, come on, this is clearly his song

[Chorus] Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now <- thinking back to his first spicy scene in the camp in act 1? yeah, he mentions being tasted right?? you see the link!!?? Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now

[Verse 2] My arms keep you in the room Barely let you move Show me what you do (Oh) Tonight, we're second-guessed again Let me wrap the chains Addicted to the pain <- pain of being bit?!!

[Chorus] Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now

[Bridge] Do you wanna see how far it goes? <- i've seen plenty analysis of astarion that he wanted to seduce you at first to grant himself safety in the party so you wouldn't turn on him and that he wasn't meant to fall in love!!! Do you wanna test me now, my love? <- yeah because astarion doesn't totally call you my love, darling, beautiful, my dear at every given moment.... /s You must be crazy if you think that I will give in so easily Things we buried low Comin' to the surface now, my love You must be crazy if you think that I will give up the game

[Chorus] (Oh, whoa) Sugar, I've got a taste for you now Sugar, I've got a taste for you now Sugar, I've got a taste for you now Sugar, I've got a taste for you now Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now (Do you wanna see how far it goes?) Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now (Do you wanna test me now, my love?) Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now (You must be crazy if you think that I will give in so easily) Sugar, I've developed a taste for you now (Things we buried low, comin' to the surface now, my love) (You must be crazy if you think that I will give up the game)

i haven't analysed every verse and line but it should be obvious that sugar is astarion's song.

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the summoning is a great song too, don't get me wrong and it does fit well but sugar fits like a glove. and i know people only really edit him to the last bridge and refrain but here are the lyrics to the summoning to convince yall.

the summoning

[Refrain] I've got a river running right into you I've got a blood trail, red in the blue Something you say or something you do The taste of the divine

[Pre-Chorus] You've got my body, flesh, and bone, yeah The sky above, the Earth below

[Chorus] Raise me up again Take me past the edge I want to see the other side See the other side

[Pre-Chorus] You've got my body, flesh, and bone The sky above, the Earth below

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus] Raise me up again Takе me past the edgе I want to see the other side Won't you show me what it's like? Won't you show me what it's like?

[Bridge] - astarion edits start here Oh, and my love Did I mistake you for a sign from God Or are you really here to cast me off? Or maybe just to turn me on 'Cause these days I would be lying if I told you that I didn't wish that I could be your man Or maybe make a good girl bad

[Refrain] I've got a river running right into you I've got a blood trail, red in the blue Something you say or something you do The taste of the divine You've got my body, flesh, and bone The sky above, the Earth below Nothing to say and nowhere to go The taste of the divine

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i would even say that give is a worthy song choice too

give

[Verse 1] You take the dark and carve me out a home I picture you when you are all alone I know how we got here I know how we got here I am the shadow, you're a passenger I am the intake of breath so sharp and I know you better Just wanna know you better

[Chorus] If you wanna give Then give me all that you can give All your darkest impulses And if you wanna give me anything, then give Give in again

[Verse 2] I'll tear the fibre from the filament I'll be the limit of your light again I wanna taste you better I wanna taste you better I will be watching for your enemies To let them know that they contend with me I wanna know you're out there I wanna know you're out there

[Chorus] If you wanna give Then give me all that you can give All your darkest impulses and If you wanna give me anything Then give, give in again I just wanna give Wanna give you all that I can give All my darkest impulses And if you wanna give me anything, then give Give in again

[Bridge] In this open warfare I won't fight fair No, I won't fight fair And in your waking moments I will be there I will be there

[Chorus] If you wanna give Then give me all that you can give All your darkest impulses And if you wanna give me anything, then give Give in again I just wanna give Wanna give you all that I can give All my darkest impulses And if you wanna give me anything, then give Give in again

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i'm sure there are other sleep token songs that go very well too so feel free to add them!! sugar and give were just the first two that came to mind

[teal-fiend]

misbehaving part 2

Summary: while they're at work, an observer gets sent a video

Content: observer pov, post vore, digestion mention, bdsm terms

The observer’s phone buzzes. They glance at it absently—until they see who sent it.

Their stomach drops.

Its from the pred.

The pred who ate them last night.

For a second, they consider not playing it. Maybe it’s something unrelated. Maybe it’s not—They hit play.

The screen fills with a pov shot of a round, swollen stomach. Bare skin, shifting subtly with movement beneath.

Filmed by the pred themself from above.

The observer stiffens.

They watch, frozen, as the pred’s hands glide over their gut, fingers pressing in enough to highlight the movement underneath.

Movement.

Their movement.

The observer's face burns.

The bulge in the video twists, pressing outward in a struggle.

The observer remembers fighting so hard against the stomach from inside. Pressing against that hard strong muscular organ. But from outside, all their effort did was make slight bulges and dents in the heavy, steady flesh dome that was the preds belly. Evidence of struggle, easily smoothed down, smothered by the preds hand.

it's embarrassing to see themself as just a squirmy bulge in a predators stomach. It was just so... typical.

The video continues. How long is it?

The pred hums, dragging their hand in a slow, indulgent circle over their belly.

They give their gut a gentle shake, making the contents inside slosh.

The observer slams their phone facedown on their desk.

They are on fire. Their ears, their face, their entire body feels like it’s radiating heat.

They sit there, stiff, trying to breathe, trying to process what they just watched.

The video is still going, so they turn their phone off, and the gurgly audio stops.

The observer squeezes their eyes shut.

Humiliating

The pick up the phone.

The observer sits frozen at their desk, their phone clutched in their trembling hands. Their messages are open, the video is over.

They shouldn’t.

They really, really shouldn’t.

But their thumb moves on its own, tapping the screen, dragging the progress bar back.

The video starts over.

That round, full stomach fills the screen again, shifting ever so slightly as they moved inside. The observer watches, breathless, as their own struggles ripple under the pred’s skin, each motion effortlessly contained, squeezed back into place by the stomach.

Their breath hitches.

The pred shifts in the video, rubbing slow, teasing circles over their gut, pressing down. Their hand sinks in, then lifts away, letting their belly settle back into place.

Then they pat it, just to emphasise the size of their meal.

A soft burp rumbles through the headphone speakers. Directly into the observers eardrums.

The pred exhales afterward, sounding so content—like the observer had satisfied them completely. Like they had been just what the pred needed. Thry hit the spot.

The knowledge that they had filled their pred’s stomach… that they had turned into nothing but a heavy, struggling meal for their own submsissive… that their spoiled, demanding little pred had reduced them to this…

A shudder runs through them. They press their thighs together under their desk, breath shallow as they replay the video again. The gurgling noises growing more familiar with each re watch.

The observer grips their phone tightly, their mind slipping dangerously into what-ifs.

What if the pred hadn’t let them go last night?

They imagine it—trapped inside that tight, churning belly, feeling the heat of digestion creeping in, the walls flexing and pulsing around them. The air growing thick, humid. Their own body growing weak as the brat’s stomach worked on them.

They picture the pred sprawled out, that lazy smirk on their face, one hand idly rubbing their belly as it gurgled around its prize. No urgency. No concern. Just enjoying the weight, the feeling of being satisfied.

Maybe giving their gut a playful slap, watching as it jostled.

But this time the belly would remain still. No struggle.

They imagine it—being slowly worked down, their body melting into a thick, heavy weight inside that spoiled belly. Softening. Losing their shape, becoming nothing but warmth and nourishment, just another prey for the pred who had dared to consume them.

Eventually, the observer would be pushed into the preds intestines, and beyond.

Their gut no longer tight and squirming—just a soft, squishy swell, lazily digesting the last of their master.

The observer grips their phone tightly, biting their lip. They tasted blood.

The observer should stop watching. they pause the video, to give themself a break.

The observer stares blankly at their phone screen, the video paused on that damning image—a photo of them, the observer; a squirming bulge in the preds belly.

Just a full, tight weight in that spoiled gut. And worse, the pred knew it. Had recorded it. Had sent them the video, laughing at them, showing them exactly what they had become.

Their pulse pounds as they rub their face, trying to think past the heat creeping up their neck.

IT should bother them. The idea that the fucker ate them, and could have—if they’d wanted—digested them completely, should make them furious. And yet—

The thought of being reduced to nothing but a heavy, satisfied curve in their sub’s belly, of having all their power, all their authority stripped away, taken and used for nothing more than a quick easy meal… convenient.

Prey that came right to them.

That their misbehaving, needy little pred had gotten the better of them, took control, taken exactly what they wanted, and utterly humiliated them...

The observer had a lot to think about

[luckyshotwrites]

It's 2024.

Twenty Twenty-Four.

Twenty Twenty-Vore.

And what do you get when you add the numbers together?

2+0+2+4?

8.

Eight.

Ate.

It's Vore Year folks.

[aut1smkid]

❍⌇─➭ welcome to ⌗my blog : ๑ ˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ⌨꒱

Heya people! I'm Auzie! I'm an artist who likes drawing gay lil objects, or whatever. I'm still in school so I won't post often. I stand with Palestine! Fuck them stupid terrorists. They can burn in hell. No matter what happens to Palestine, I won't stand down. I'll just spring right back up! I want to apologize for the awful situation going on in Palestine right now. No matter what happens I'll always be here for you. I take requests too. They're free. As long as you don't pester the shit out of me, I'll be no problem! Also I like taking my time, so please don't rush me. Also, you can ask me for art requests too. Idc. And I'm into vore. Nonsexual vore! If you're uncomfortable with that please leave this blog!

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❧Object shows of any kind! I love the osc, and anything to do with the popular ones!

❧Inanimate insanity! Love it so much! I can't stop doodling the characters someone pls stop me (TдT)

❧AUs! Love em or hate em, there's tons to offer!

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❧Proships! Nothing to do with them AT ALL!

❧ ( -_•)╦̵̵̿╤─ NSFW!

❧R*cism! No.... Just no.

❧F*tish! Uhhh.... This one's a maybe. Depends on which one, but here a list of the ones I despise. 👇

F*rt

&ss

Infl*tion

F&t/st*ffing/w3ight g&in

T!ckling

f##t l!cking

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Oh yeah!!! Almost forgot!! Here's the specific inanimate insanity ships I don't like or dni 👇

On thin ice:

Paintyang, Comedygold, Ojphone (idk wtf you call it) Twophone (as long as it's platonic or not very much kissing I'm cool) testcab, micsoap

Dni!!!

Silverfan, knifan, Tissyang, trofan, being problematic

I'm a minor!!!

NSFW dni!!!

Auzie's stamp hoard!!! 👇👇👇

[ancientbygone]

simulacra 3 [take me back to eden]

[sundowning] [tpwbyt]

Sleep's mimic forms of the vessels during the time period of TMBTE, because i can't be normal and start a series from the beginning and not the end.

more info + design breakdowns under the cut:

[obligatory "when talking about the vessels, i'm talking about characters" disclaimer]

background info on the whole idea:

Sleep as a being is shapeless in my mind; more of a concept than a creature. it can manifest as sort of an absence of light in any shape to others, usually to appeal to feeling/emotion. the only "rule" for that is that whatever Sleep tries to appear as cannot look more or less innocent/powerful than Sleep actually is, which usually manifests in two things: the size being different from the thing/person it's imitating, scaled according to power, and/or added features, usually in some way threatening or regal.

one of Sleep's more consistent forms it takes throughout interacting with Vessel is mimicking him, partially to create an illusion of the two being more similar than they actually are and partially because Sleep used to exist as Vessel's shadow when they'd just met. the visual itself has changed through time (you can see what it was like during Sundowning in my Higher artwork), and during TMBTE that visual is pretty much the titular song's character with the most minor tweaks (which is why i didn't draw it separately).

all that made me think about the idea of Sleep mimicking the other vessels just to fuck with Vessel further (to be clear, i am a strong believer that Sleep only interacts with Vessel in any way). so now here are the designs of those mimics during the events of TMBTE, utilizing the album's song characters much like the Vessel mimic. because again, i have to start a series from the end, i guess.

"ii"/ii mimic (song character used: AYROK)

the main idea driving the design of "ii" is the real ii's goal to keep Vessel more or less safe by being by his side in worshipping Sleep, which is the reason he'd decided to become the second vessel in the first place. the choice of AYROK as the character to use in this design is obvious. one of the ideas that stem from that is ii's duty/desire to keep his face hidden for Vessel's sake; only his hands are visible & detailed because that's the only part of him Vessel remembers before either of them became vessels of Sleep and the only part ii has really shown after that. another is ii's timidity in telling Vessel to go against Sleep's will because he fears that no matter how bad it may be, it'll be much worse if Vessel doesn't follow it. that part comes through in the pose - shyly holding his hands together as if they're tied.

"iii"/iii mimic (song character used: Aqua Regia)

the song character inspo being Aqua Regia is mostly because of the calmer nature of the song and the dynamic duo it makes with Vore, less so the themes of the lyrics. also its visual design. iii mimic's design themes are iii's adoration/borderline obsession with Vessel (wearing Vessel's jewelry and having elements of his robe in his shirt + his own face/mask slowly melting off) and his enagement with worship as an act/aesthetic rather than something more serious (the overabundance of jewelry and accessories; the extra arms; the body language; the cuffs around his arms and legs being decorative and not actually restricting). also the rings on his fingers make a checkered pattern.

"iv"/iv mimic (song character used: Vore)

the use of Vore for "iv" is obvious too. song wouldn't be the same without his real life self. the design really just aims to combine iv with the Vore character, but there are two big things here. the simplest one is anger issues, which is why he's So Goddamn Spiky and why his jacket looks like scarred skin rather than painted & customized. the anger mostly shows up in the body language: most of the time "iv" just stares unblinkingly with pure palpable ire in the two glowing dots for eyes, and when he does move it's very stiff and snappy and barely controlled. the other thing is that, simply speaking, the real iv got into this whole mess without knowing the full extent of it and now he's in too deep and kinda losing himself. in the design it's expressed through the human features gradually turning into bug-like, such as the hoodie fading into a segmented millipede-like body and the fucked up mantis hands, and the gold of the original iv's mask melting over the face with the horns being part of it. the spikes protrude from him in a way that makes it difficult to distinguish between jacket decorations and actual parts of his body, but the spines are definitely from his body & allow me to live the dream of iv with a mohawk LMAO

anyway have fun with these go nuts i'll make similar sheets & posts for Sundowning and TPWBYT eventually

[ryanmarshallryan]

MAGICALLY DELICIOUS

VORETOBER SHORT VORE STORY DAY 21

Murray was enjoying a drink at a local gay bar, Pot of Gold, for their St Patrick's celebration, when a short man with a bright green hat and tight green overalls approached him.

“Excuse me, but do you know where I could find…” the short man lowered his voice to a dramatic whisper, “what they call, the Lucky Charms?”

“Happy St. Patrick's Day, bud. Say, I don't know if they'd have any at this bar, but you could always try the market across the street… unless you're referring to…” the other glanced down and spoke with a sensual undertone, “my lucky charms.”

“How would a leprechaun like me go about getting a taste of your lucky charms?” The short man's interest was piqued.

“Usually I'd have ‘em buy me a drink first, but for a cute lad like you, I'd let you eat me for free,” the larger man said, adjusting his ‘lucky charms.’

The short man nodded in understanding, unhinged his jaw, leaned forward and shoved the other's entire face down his throat and threw his head back, pulling the other man deep into his gullet heartily.

The larger man was surprised to find himself completely surrounded by the stomach walls of the little man, “Umm… I take it we may have meant different things by lucky charms then!”

The smaller man spoke again, “Hmm… you tasted quite nice, laddy, but not exactly the marshmallow taste I was told about by my other leprechaun friends. Ah, well, magically delicious just the same.”

Featuring Alexander Venom as the 'leprechaun' pred!

[jay-may-be-a-corvid]

Masterpost/Intro

Ayo:] I'm Jay, I'm a 20 y/o pre-(med) transition trans man. He/him and masc referral only!

labels and warning shits⬇️⬇️

This blog is my for s&g's blog. It is main and I do not operate any other kink/nsfw blogs though I am heavily involved in that community. If you wanna follow me for my bullshit, sorry there's kink shit here, and vice versa. But, speaking of other blogs, I do have an agere blog(@) if you wanna pop over there for any reason.

this blog is very very open to NSFW interaction!!

Please send me asks to tease or beg, I'm always down for it. I am a switch, no lean, but please be aware that I am awkward at times and communication with new people can be slow or robotic bc I am autistic.

and yes, if you've been following/seen my acc before 5/26/25, I did change my username(previously j**m*-m*ght-l*s*-*t-s**n) to (Jay-may-be-a-corvid) bc I'm not a huge fan of ppl knowing my legit/real name right off the bat. I don't mind telling you privately after having met you properly.

on topic of my username, it comes from a nickname reserved for pookie, do not call me Bird<3/srs—you can call me Corvid however

DMs are extremely open, please I want friends

kinks mentioned/tolerated(does not mean I'm into it mind you)/expressed:

puppy play

breeding

torture/gore/knife play

monster fucking

praise

degradation

blood kink/knifes

biting

masochism

sadism

Somno

cnc

prob add more?

Kinks NOT mentioned/expressed/tolerated:

Piss/Omo/Watersports

Scat

Emeto

Vore

Feederism/stuffing

anorexia/bellemia/starvation

detrans

Gen noncon

R@pe

1nc€st

Necro

might add more?

please feel free to DM and send Asks!! I’d love friends and moots<33 and, yes, you are free to message me about kinks!!

[ianthe-is-a-bitch-and-i-love-her]

@st-just, in reference to this post.

Here's my more in-depth review of The Faithless, if you're curious.

The Locked Tomb is something of a special case of queer norm fiction. It took me a while to figure out why I loved tlt so much when I was so cold on all other queer norm fiction, but I do have an answer.

The thing about tlt is that it's queer norm in the sense that queer characters and relationships are utterly unremarkable... but it's also not queer norm because there is no norm. The worldbuilding in tlt is deliberately sparse, such that we have no idea what a normal family or relationship within the Nine Houses even looks like! We know Harrow's parents were married and had her. We know that Magnus and Abigail are married but don't have children. We know that Corona and Ianthe have parents. We know that children can be grown artificially in vats. We know that marriage for political alliance is a concept that Harrow is aware of. And as far as I can remember, that's it! The worldbuilding is a black box, and nothing that we can glimpse in it is strained by unremarkable queerness, which is a very rare thing.

The Locked Tomb also injects other elements that resonate with me as authentically queer. Probably the biggest one is that the characters, in addition to being queer, are horny and weird about it. Like, I know that sounds trite to say, but of all the wlw books I've read, I would say a plurality are pretty chaste, and most of the ones that aren't are fairly tame or understated in the level and type of horniness on display. There's a lot to be said about the overlap between the queer community and the kink community that is way beyond the scope of this post, but without even touching Harrianthe bone sex and Nona's vore thing, one of the first things we learn about Gideon is that she owns porn magazines. It is vanishingly rare for fiction to acknowledge that people have or use pornography, let alone queer characters, let alone in a value neutral way, but a lot of queer people owe some part of their self-discovery to porn, in whatever form. The books are just full of unsanitized, "impure", queer desire, and that's both resonant and uncommon.

The last thing, I think, that makes tlt stand apart from queer norm fiction, is that the queer normalization is localized. In Nona the Ninth, we see life outside the Nine Houses, and it is messy. Pyrrha gets misgendered and stereotyped. Her gender identity is misunderstood and disrespected. The polite fiction of perfect understanding and tolerance of a lot of queer norm settings falls away completely. If you want to take a particularly meta read, you could argue that since the Nine Houses are not an emergent culture but a society designed and created by John, a queer man from our time, that he acted as an author and deliberately enforced queer norm standards on them because if he was going to be God, then god dammit he was gonna have his queer utopia about it.

The locked tomb deals with queerness in its setting in a really novel way that works very well for it specifically, and I really enjoy it. You could argue whether it counts as queer norm or not, because it very much blurs the lines. Something queer about that too, yeah?