#vorarephilia

[scrimple]

cannibalism doodles ^___^

[paralelpark]

eat my heart out in front of me while i bleed

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IS LAIOS A FURRY? AN ANALYSIS.

(Laios imagining himself transforming into a wolf in Marcille's mindscape.)

(SPOILER WARNING FOR THE ENTIRE MANGA! This is an excerpt and elaboration from The Essay about cultural and linguistic references in Dungeon Meshi)

WHAT IS A FURRY?

The furry fandom is a subculture interested in anthropomorphic animal characters. Some examples of anthropomorphic attributes can include human intelligence and facial expressions, speaking, walking on two legs, and wearing clothes, but not all of these traits must be present at the same time. Warrior Cats, The Lion King, Zootopia and Sonic the Hedgehog all have huge furry fandoms, to give a few examples.

Many furry fans feel a deep connection to these characters and desire to “become” one through designing their fantasy alter-egos (a furry persona, or fursona), making artwork, role-playing, and if they can afford it, building and wearing costumes called fursuits that allow them to dress up as their fursona in real life.

(Laios' ultimate monster design, you could argue this is his fursona that he's been dreaming about, and refining since childhood.)

Ryoko Kui self-identified as a furry on her blog a long time ago, saying that she “was a furry in high school.” I’ve been unable to track down the original artwork or blog post that states this in order to cite it properly, but I think by looking at Kui’s extensive history, interest, and skill in drawing animals, monsters, and anthropomorphic characters, one can clearly see the “furry” influence.

She has a very clear interest in the intersection between humans and animals, several of her characters are furry characters, and a lot of her work appeals strongly to furry fans in ways that work made by non-furries often does not. She even makes an extremely specific joke about the Japanese furry subculture in a comic about Lycion and Laios arguing about authenticity, which I will get to in a moment.

But whether or not Kui has ever considered herself a furry, I think it’s safe to say that she’s on the internet enough that she must be aware of the subculture, and so it’s possible that she wrote Laios with that in mind.

Laios’ intense desire to become a monster, the way he repeatedly fantasizes about being a dog or wolf, his fascination with all animals (but especially monsters), his skill at drawing animals (and lack of skill in drawing people, or anything else), his interest in becoming a beast-man, and his desire to visit a kobold country because they look like dog-people, all paint a very vivid picture of his interests, and his experiences match up astonishingly well with the experiences of many people who identify as furries.

Western fans often call Laios as a “furry,” or a “monster fucker” mostly as a joke, however I think this should be taken as seriously as interpreting him as asexual or autistic, which are other labels fandom commonly applies to him in a more serious manner… And, incidentally, there is a great deal of overlap between the autistic, asexual and furry communities, so if Laios is one of these things, it’s also very possible that he’s some of the others, too… Even if Kui didn’t intend it, and simply modeled Laios after “some people she’s known” without realizing they were furries, autistic, or asexual, or any combination of the three. This happens frequently in fiction.

I think the most accurate broad labels for Laios would be “therian” and “monster fetishist,” because I believe these two terms encompass the canonical behavior we see from him in the manga and extra materials in a way that I think “furry” and “monster fucker” do not.

JAPANESE FURRY FANDOM: KEMONO VS. KEMONOMIMI

Japanese furries use the terms kemonā (ケモナー) to describe themselves, or kemono (ケモノ) to describe the characters they create and love. Both words mean “furry,” as in, covered in fur.

In the What-If comic where Lycion and Laios meet, Laios awkwardly says that Lycion isn’t a real furry because turning into a beast-man didn’t change him into a wolf on the inside.

“Isn’t that just like wearing a pair of animal ears on a headband and saying you’re a beast-man?” Laios asks, to which Lycion derisively tells Laios that he is just a “beast-man wannabe” or “poseur.”

This is a direct reference to one of the major conflicts in the Japanese Kemono fandom: are characters who are mostly human, but have animal ears and tails really kemono, or do they not count? The general consensus in the fandom is that ears and tail alone are insufficient; these characters are called kemonomimi, literally “beast ears”, like the headband Laios references. Most “cat-girl” characters fall into this category.

A real kemono character includes a muzzle instead of a normal human face and/or an animal-like appearance on the body surface, such as fur, scales, or feathers. According to researcher Inokuchi Tomohiro, this is due to the recognition that "disconnection from humans" is a crucial factor that distinguishes between kemono and non-kemono. He then defines kemono as "an animal that is depicted as a non-human being, but with the potential for mutual understanding/communication with humans.”

By this definition, Izutsumi in Dungeon Meshi is a kemono (furry) and not a kemonomimi (cat-girl), since her body is covered in fur, and she doesn’t have human breasts, but a more beast-like torso. The Winged Lion, the Goat, Kuro the kobold, and possibly the orcs are all kemono (anthropomorphic animal) characters as well.

IS LAIOS A THERIAN?

Though the terminology is very modern, and wouldn’t exist in the Dungeon Meshi setting, it’s possible that if Laios existed in the modern world he might identify as a type of Otherkin known as a Therian. Otherkin and Therians are sometimes part of the Furry fandom, but the two subcultures do not overlap completely.

Otherkin are a subculture of people who identify as nonhuman. Some Otherkin believe their identity derives from spiritual phenomena (such as possessing a nonhuman soul, reincarnation, or the will of God), ancestry, symbolism, or metaphor. Others attribute it to unusual psychology or neurodivergence and do not hold spiritual beliefs on the subject.

Therian refers to people who identify specifically as a real animal of the natural world. The species of animal a therian identifies as is called a theriotype. Therians mainly attribute their experiences of therianthropy to either spirituality or psychology, and often use the term "species dysphoria" to describe their feelings of disconnect from their human bodies and their underlying desire to live as their theriotype. The identity "trans species" is used by some.

Therians may seek out opportunities to perform species-affirming acts like wearing costumes, adopting animal-like behaviors such as making species-specific noises, eating species-specific foods, or moving/performing actions that their theriotype would do.

For example, someone with a horse theriotype may experience joy from snorting and neighing, pulling a cart, stomping their feet, or having a vegetarian diet. Someone with a shark theriotype may want to swim every chance they get, or enjoy eating a lot of raw fish. They may have special accessories they like to wear that make them feel connected to their theriotype, like animal ears on a headband, an actual animal’s tail or a symbolic tail hanging from their belt, an animal tooth necklace, or even just a t-shirt that has an image of their theriotype on it.

In Laios’ case, we know that he likes to imagine himself as a wolf, and in the real world he enjoys/is proud of his ability to bark and move like a dog. He’s practiced and performed this dog impression so often and so well that Falin thinks it’s his most noteworthy and amazing skill. He clearly holds hunting dogs in high esteem and admires them, and says that he learned many important life lessons from spending time with them. He enjoys playing with leftovers from monsters they kill (bones, skin, seeds, fur, etc.) and sometimes tries to collect them for either practical or sentimental reasons… And at the end of the manga he takes the pelt of his ultimate monster form and chooses to wear it as a cape, something that he continues to do for the rest of his life, possibly just because he likes to wear it, or because wearing it eases the pain of no longer being the ultimate monster.

It’s also possible that he’s only wearing it because he thinks it is a pragmatic, politically expedient move, but I think Kui very clearly communicates to us that Laios likes his monster cape, and it is the one thing he immediately thinks of when he wants to try and be king “on his own terms.” He’s willing to accept being king… if he can wear his monster cape. Whether or not it’s a good idea to wear it is secondary to the fact that he wants to do it.

Otherkin and Therian are of course both modern names for this phenomenon, but the concept of people strongly identifying with and being fascinated by animals is as old as humankind itself, so it isn’t impossible that Laios may feel this way, since so much of his behavior overlaps with things a Therian might do or feel.

MONSTER FETISHISM

In English, the word fetish originally described an object believed to have supernatural powers. Fetishes are often used in a spiritual or religious context. However, over time the word fetish has been used so frequently as a euphemism to describe a type of unconventional sexual interest that “sexual fetish” has become the primary meaning of “fetish” in English.

Fetishism is a sexual fixation on an activity, inanimate object, living thing, or human body part that is not normally involved in sex. The object of this interest is called the fetish; the person who has a fetish for that object is a fetishist. The current medical consensus is that sexual fetishes are very common, and as long as they do not negatively impact a person’s life, they are harmless.

Like the English word fetish, the Japanese word 趣味 (shumi), has multiple meanings, such as “hobby”, “interests/tastes”, but it is also used euphemistically to refer to “sexual taste, vice, or fetish.” What meaning is intended must be intuited by the context surrounding the word. I believe the other words used to discuss fetishes are the loan words フェティッシュ (fetisshu) or フェチ (fechi), but these are extremely blunt and direct, and shumi is preferred in situations where polite euphemism, ambiguity or plausible deniability is desired, or is perhaps even necessary in order to make a joke.

Shumi is used throughout Dungeon Meshi to describe various people’s interests, including Laios’ interest in monsters.

Meanwhile Namari’s interest in race-specific weapons and gear is never explicitly identified as shumi as far as I’m aware, but she is called 武器マニア (weapon maniac) in the World Guide, and in the Bicorn chapter, Chilchuck labels her as 武具フェチ (armor/weapon fetishist), and uses the English loan word フェチ (fechi) which is very unambiguously “fetish.”

(The official English translation from Yen Press changed this to “armor fiend.”)

It seems odd to me that Namari’s interest in weapons and gear is identified by most readers (though not Yen Press) as a fetish, but Laios’ interest in monsters isn’t always, when their behavior around their special interest is shown to be the same in the manga:

Both Namari and Laios blush while talking about their respective interests, and get embarrassed and/or excited about the subject. In the post-canon comics, Laios blushes, hides his face, and has to be prodded to confess to Yaad, Kabru and Marcille that he wants to have his body eaten by monsters when he dies. He obviously finds the idea embarrassing and titillating somehow, and is too shy to admit it out loud until they force him to do it. He also blushes on several other occasions in the manga while thinking or talking about monsters.

I think this is because having a “weapons fetish” is normalized: many people have a fetish for weapons or armor and find it sexy. However the idea of a monster fetish makes people uncomfortable because in a story were monsters exist and are a type of animal, they assume Laios having a monster fetish must mean he wants to participate in bestiality.

This is not necessarily true. A fetish of this nature can (and most often does, for reasons of morality and safety) exist entirely in the realm of imagination, and the sexual fixation may not even involve the act of having sex with the fetish object.

WHAT IS A MONSTER FETISH?

In a world where monsters exist, a monster fetish could involve a sexual interest in the sight, smell, sound and feeling of a monster (looking at or creating artwork of monsters, observing monsters in the wild, wearing a monster costume, or owning monster pelts or body parts that can be safely touched, smelled, etc.), the experience of hunting monsters, eating monsters, the fantasy of being a monster, or the fantasy of performing sexual acts with or as a monster.

The fantasy element could be Laios simply wanting to be a monster, and that giving him sexual gratification without any further scenario being necessary, or it could be imagining himself as a human having sex with a monster, imagining himself as a monster having sex with another monster, or imagining himself as a monster having sex with a human.

All of these possible scenarios would fit under the “monster fetish” umbrella. We know Laios canonically does at least six out of these eight things, but we don’t know whether or not he derives sexual pleasure from them… However, we do know that talking or thinking about monsters makes Laios blush in a way that interacting with other human beings does not, and blushing is often a sign of intense emotion or sexual arousal. Kui’s meaning is intentionally ambiguous, but both meanings should be acknowledged: Laios might be emotionally excited, or he might be sexually excited and Kui is leaving it up to us to decide which it is.

This is, specifically, why I think “monster fucker” isn’t an accurate label. We don’t have enough evidence to assume Laios wants to have sex with monsters, or for monsters to have sex with him. All we can tell is that he becomes excited by the subject of monsters, and often times it is specifically the idea of eating them or being eaten by them that gets him the most excited.

VORAREPHILIA

Because so much of Laios' interest in monsters revolves around eating them and being eaten by them, and Dungeon Meshi's plot revolves around the very concept of eating and being eaten, let me make a brief side-bar to discuss the extremely popular, but niche furry sub-culture of vorarephilia.

Vorarephilia is often used as the butt of jokes on the internet, and very poorly understood by most people, so I felt taking a moment to explain it would be beneficial. Most people are probably not even aware that a fetish like this exists, and therefore aren't able to identify that the things Laios is interested in are something he shares with an entire subculture of real people.

Vorarephilia is a fetish that revolves around the fantasy of devouring or being devoured by another person or creature. The prey can either be swallowed whole and alive, or killed and then eaten... But the former is vastly more popular, and most fetishists imagine themselves as the prey, not the predator.

The fantasy of being eaten or eating someone else is just an extreme form of power exchange. Since vore is an impossible fetish in the real world, it exists entirely as artwork, writing, or verbal role play.

Like in most sex practices, the majority of people want to be the submissive partner, and have someone else do the work of pleasing them. You could compare the "predator" in a vorarephilia roleplay session to a "dom" and the "prey" to a "sub" in BDSM. Incidentally, most predators identify as women, and the vast majority of prey identify as men.

Kui's personal work seems to involve some themes that are similar to vorarephillic art.

And Dungeon Meshi features a lot of content which appeals to vorarephiles.

Meanwhile, the many tiny Laioses being eaten by the Ultimate Monster is a classic example of Macro/Micro, another niche furry sub-culture that sometimes overlaps with vore... A giant monster eating mouthful after mouthful of tiny humans is a classic theme.

The vore fandom is extremely diverse, some of them are furries, others are not, and the exact element of devouring and being devoured that appeals to every one of them can be totally different.

What the demon does to Mithrun and Thistle, and Laios does to the demon, is specifically a fetish called "soul vore", where someone's personhood/soul/awareness is eaten and (usually) destroyed by the predator via some kind of "digestion"... Often while the prey is conscious and aware of the process.

For many, the fear and pain the prey experiences while dying is essential to their enjoyment... And remember, most people want to imagine themselves as the prey!

The art on these pages is indistinguishable from things you would pay thousands of dollars for if you hired a furry artist to draw them.

It's also very important to note that on the other end of the spectrum, some vore fantasies revolve around the prey wanting to be loved by someone so much that they would devour them completely, so that they can absorb the prey and keep them with them forever.

Sometimes it's about wanting to become part of something greater that the prey admires or idealizes… the way Laios admires monsters. He explicitly states that when he dies, he wants to become a part of the food chain… While blushing furiously.

And although it isn't about Laios, I think it's important to note that Mithrun's desire was for the demon to finish eating him. A key part of his depression is the fact that he felt he wasn't good enough to consume, that the demon didn't love him enough to want to eat all of him.

I won't go further into vore or macro/micro, because I want to keep this post as simple as possible, and it's already quite long... But if one wanted to dig even deeper into what specifically Laios' interests are, beyond the very broad umbrella of "monster fetishism", I think vorarephelia would be worth considering.

DO OTHER CHARACTERS THINK LAIOS HAS A FETISH?

Characters frequently notice that Laios gets very excited when he’s talking about monsters: he talks louder and faster, his pupils dilate, he blushes, and he forgets what he’s doing, where he is, and what the appropriate behavior for his situation is. This behavior almost universally causes other characters to react with intense scorn, disgust and disapproval.

I don’t think it makes sense for everyone in the manga to react as negatively as they do to Laios’ behavior unless they think there is something off-putting, unsavory, or creepy about it. Their reactions mean they must think Laios’ interest isn’t innocent. It isn’t just a hobby, but of course none of them will say this explicitly, it would be much too direct and rude, and also it wouldn’t be funny if they started accusing Laios of wanting to participate in something as horrible as bestiality.

Part of the joke Kui is frequently making is that nobody says what they’re thinking out loud. For example, at the end of the manga, Kabru gives Laios a disgusted look and warns him to “not talk about your hobby (shumi)” while addressing the participants of the feast. I think we can intuit that hobby/shumi in this instance is probably meant as a euphemism for fetish, otherwise why would Kabru have such a disgusted look on his face? If he just meant hobby, his expression would probably be much more relaxed. Shumi being a euphemism is the joke.

Another example is the fact that Chilchuck frequently calls Laios a psychopath, sick in the head, etc. Those are extremely harsh things to say if he thinks Laios has a completely innocent interest in monsters. He doesn’t call Senshi a psychopath, even though Senshi is equally interested in eating monsters… Because Senshi doesn’t engage in any of the other, suspect behavior that Laios does. Senshi’s interest in monsters is perceived as innocent, while Laios’ is not.

For clarity’s sake: I am not arguing that Laios’ interest in monsters is canonically a sexual fetish, I am only arguing that there is evidence that it is, and that other characters in the story perceive it to be a sexual fetish, whether it actually is or not.

DOES LAIOS THINK HE HAS A FETISH?

People who have fetishes, especially extreme fetishes that are not normalized, often try to hide them. They do this out of fear of social disapproval, and feelings of shame, because they feel guilty for having abnormal desires. This is true even though the majority of fetishes are completely harmless, and morally neutral.

Most people also know that things which provoke sexual excitement are supposed to be kept private, and it’s not acceptable to express those feelings in public spaces, so even if they see something related to their fetish while in public, they will repress their sexual feelings about it.

Laios, who has difficulty understanding social rules and nuance, is aware that his interest in monsters is socially unacceptable, even though there are many other social things he is not aware of.

Laios has spent most of his life hiding his interest in monsters as much as he can, and it is only during the events of the manga that he starts to express himself openly, because his monster knowledge has become useful for their survival, because Senshi encourages him, and because Falin isn’t there to act as a social buffer for him.

But Laios knows people won’t approve, he knows something about his interest in monsters and the way he expresses it will cause people to react negatively, like in the post-canon comic where he doesn’t want to tell his friends about his desire for his corpse to be eaten by monsters, and the part of the finale where he is hiding in the woods, too ashamed to let people see him because they now know that his greatest desire was to become a monster, and not reviving Falin, which he thinks is the "correct" desire that he should have had.

(This of course ignores the fact that the desires the demon preys on are unconscious, and cannot be controlled by the victim.)

This likely means that Laios has encountered negative reactions to his interest in monsters so frequently, and they have been so intensely negative, that it has trained him to conceal his feelings. It is one of the social rules that he has learned.

Laios thinks there is something shameful, wrong, and inappropriate about his desires related to monsters so he thinks it is something he needs to hide.

IS ANIMAL/MONSTER FETISHISM ANACHRONISTIC?

Some may feel that being a furry, a monster fucker or a monster fetishist is something only modern people do, and therefore anachronistic for Dungeon Meshi’s setting. However humans have been admiring, dressing up as and pretending to be animals for rituals (including fertility rituals) since the dawn of civilization, and continue to do so in the modern era every time someone dresses up in a “sexy cat” costume for Halloween, or wears a multi-thousand dollar fursuit to a furry convention.

There are many instances throughout history of people wearing pelts, masks and tails in order to “become” animals, poetry and art of people fantasizing about either becoming a beast/monster (modern werewolf erotica), or having a beast/monster ravish them (the many, many times artists choose to depict Zeus turning into an animal to have sex with women), or coming of age rites that involve animal sacrifice and the adoption of an animal-like persona as part of the process of becoming an adult.

The stigmatization of this behavior, where “sexy cat costume” is normal and “fursuit” is weird, most likely originates from the disappearance of religious and social context for it. In the past, the admiration, imitation and idealization of animals by humans was part of many cultures, but the modern dominance of religions that forbid the worship of anything other than one, immaterial god has left no room for such things, and so society can only view it as the deranged behavior of abnormal people, who have something “wrong” with them, rather than a harmless, common human impulse to admire, fantasize about, and imagine themselves as animals.

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[the-kittyphiles]

- Vorarephilia -

The paraphilic attraction to swallowing someone whole.

Free to use/repost without credit for anyone EXCEPT pro-contact big three paras.

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[bleeding-aorta]

Cut me open like I'm your dearest darling. Take my guts into your hands and kiss every part of them. I am yours to use, to feast on, to revere. My flesh will be your greatest meal, my blood your life's elixir, my corpse your most beautiful toy.

[lullabypuppy]

Mmmmm thinking about someone being *so* in love with me, that they just wanna consume my very being. They start with bites, just light, playful bites that I laugh at. Then they start drawing blood when they bite, which it stings but I let them do it anyway. I find them staring at me more often, eyes focused on me only and sometimes even on the verge of drooling.

One day they pamper me as though I'm royalty, giving me a nice back, plenty of kisses, making me a nice dinner, then cuddling me to bed.

I wake up in the middle of the night, sleepy and out of it with them straddling me. I'm confused, but they assure me that it's okay. They kiss every part of my body; my face, head, neck, stomach, thighs, everything. Even my pretty cunt, giving a slow lick then a sweet kiss to my clit. I moan softly in pleasure, a shiver going through them at the sound.

They lean into my ear, beginning to whisper sweet apologies to me.

"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry... My love, I'm so sorry, I can't hold myself back any more"

And they bite into me, tearing a chunk of my flesh off and eating it. They continue to whisper sweet apologies and talk of how much they love me, wiping my tears away lovingly.

They tear out my internal organs, one by one consuming them. Consuming me

By the time they make it to my heart, I'm already passed out, most likely already dead or very near death. They tear out the beating organ, giving it a kiss filled with pure love amd affection, then consume that, too.

Now, it's as though they're a part of me, knowing that they carry my life in them <3

[dragongirluvula]

Sometimes I honestly wonder how old vore as a fetish really is. I mean there are plenty of stories of characters being eaten/swallowed alive throughout history (Jonah and the whale, Red Riding Hood, etc) but itd be a real stretch to call them proper vore. As far as I can tell, art that deliberately tries to eroticize the act of devouring/being devoured by others doesn't seem to be older than the early internet. I mean there's certainly nothing stopping some medieval milkmaid from rubbing off to the thought of being fucked and eaten by a dragon, but if any proof of that exists I haven't seen it

My general world view on it is like, it's prolly always been a thing but in the age before easy mass communication it's not really something people were in a position to share.

I agree that those stories and others like them aren't like, vore as in the erotization of consumption but I'm sure if you went back in time several thousand years and communicated the idea to enough people at least one of them will have the "holy shit someone else gets it" reaction eventually.

It's not really provable but it's like, not really disprovable either without the ability to communicate the idea backwards like that, so like, I just kinda think that's prolly how it worked as someone who is not qualified in any space to make a hard claim on it.

Honestly thanks for this ask I love to ramble about this kinda side of things so much.

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[valcaira]

Full thing on Twitter:

https://twitter.com/sweetcarotid/status/1698454009126731804?t=6WCdULrYlTasSy_SteyOvg&s=19

[paralelpark]

"i'd love to make a little cut on you, maybe just a little incision, one shouldn't hurt, right, just a small little cut, oh it's too deep. it's too deep baby. i made another hole in you, right down the middle of your pretty little stomach. yes im hard baby. you bleed so perfectly for me. yes.. it tastes so good. oh baby.. i wanna put it in. mm yes i do. fuck baby, im gonna fuck you in the very hole i made for you. yes, youre my perfect little bloody fucktoy. i wont let you bleed out baby. im gonna put my fucking cock in. oh yeah. so tight and warm for me baby. look at your blood mixing w my precum. it makes me go crazy baby.. you and i.. made one.. our juices... flowing together. oh, my perfect little fuckdoll.. i can't wait to pump myself into your bloodstream..."

[straightupfreakfordays]

Emily's Revenge

The world of Elarindor stretched out in a dazzling panorama of color and enchantment. Rolling emerald hills were flecked with golden flowers that shimmered like starlight, and towering crystal spires dotted the landscape, pulsing softly with ancient magic. The skies were a riot of ever-shifting hues—lavender melting into indigo, with glittering streaks of aurora-like energy coursing across the heavens. Rivers of liquid silver wound their way through dense forests of trees with leaves as bright as gemstones. This was a realm where magic thrived in every breath of air and every blade of grass. Nestled in the heart of this vibrant land was the illustrious Rosenberg's Academy for Young Witches and Warlocks. The academy stood atop a cliff overlooking a glistening lake, its towers spiraling upward as if trying to touch the magical skies. Its grand stone walls were adorned with ivy that bloomed with luminescent flowers, and its windows shimmered like enchanted mirrors. It was here that young witches and warlocks honed their magical craft under the watchful eyes of their mentors.

That morning, Emily Thornburg breezed through the door of her potion-making class, a wide grin on her freckled face and a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. Her auburn hair, perpetually wild and untamed, caught the sunlight streaming through the stained-glass windows, making her look like a spark of trouble in human form. Clutched in her hands was a perfectly golden muffin, wrapped in a colorful cloth.

“Good morning, Ms. Spyce!” Emily called, striding up to the front of the classroom.

Ms. Spyce, the eccentric and beloved potion-making instructor, turned around with a dramatic swirl of her vibrant blue robes, her equally vibrant blue hair tumbling in waves around her face. She adjusted her oversized glasses and beamed at Emily with the kind of energy that could only come from someone who truly adored her job—and her students.

“Well, good morning to you, Miss Thornburg!” Ms. Spyce said, her voice warm and full of excitement, “What’s this? A muffin? For me? Oh, you shouldn’t have!” She clasped her hands to her chest theatrically, as if Emily had presented her with a treasure chest of enchanted rubies.

“I insist,” Emily said with a grin, handing over the muffin, “I made it special, just for you.”

“How delightful!” Ms. Spyce cooed, twirling the muffin in her hands like it was a prized artifact, “You’re the sweetest, you know that? Now, find your seat, my little potion prodigies. We’ve got bubbling brews to brew and alchemical wonders to discover!”

Emily sauntered to her desk at the back of the room, tossing her bag onto the floor and settling in with a satisfied smirk. The moment Ms. Spyce took a bite of the muffin, Emily leaned back in her chair, folding her arms as if waiting for a show to begin. The lesson started with Ms. Spyce darting around the room, gesturing wildly as she spoke about the importance of balance in transformation potions.

“Too much dragon’s breath,” she said, waving her hands like a conductor, “and your potion might—cluck!—whoops! Pardon me.”

She blinked, her sentence trailing off into another cluck. The class leaned in, their attention shifting from their notebooks to their teacher.

Ms. Spyce clucked again, louder this time, and then gasped as feathers began to sprout from her sleeves.

“Oh! Oh, my stars! What’s this?!” she exclaimed, laughing nervously as she patted her arms, only to see more feathers bursting forth.

Her nose began to elongate into a sharp yellow beak, and with a final squawk, she flapped her arms—now wings—and transformed into a plump, bewildered chicken. For a moment, there was silence; then the room exploded with laughter. Some students doubled over in their seats, others fell to the floor, howling with glee.

A boy in the back shouted, “How did that happen?!”

Emily stood up dramatically, sweeping her arm out as she bowed to the audience. “Ladies and gentlemen, the magic muffin: a breakfast treat with a feathered twist!”

The uproarious laughter echoed down the hall, where it reached the sharp ears of Ms. Lucinda Rosenberg, the academy’s strict and no-nonsense dean and founder of the academy. Her heels clicked sharply on the stone floor as she approached, the sound striking fear into even the boldest students. The door swung open with a bang, and Ms. Rosenberg entered, her blue, ice cold gaze sweeping the room. Her eyes landed first on the bewildered chicken clucking near the chalkboard, and then on Emily, standing at the front of the class with a proud grin.

“What,” Ms. Rosenberg said, her voice like ice, “is going on here?”

The moment the laughing students saw Ms. Rosenberg, they all straightened out, a hush spreading across the classroom. Emily, undeterred, gestured grandly to the chicken.

“Well, Ms. Rosenberg, I may have turned Ms. Spyce into a chicken. Temporarily, of course. All in good fun!”

Ms. Rosenberg arched an eyebrow, her expression colder than the frost spell Emily had botched last semester.

“Miss Thornburg, you and I are going to have a very serious conversation in my office. After I deal with… this,” she gestured to Ms. Spyce, who flapped indignantly and pecked at the chalkboard.

Emily shrugged; her grin unfaltering, “Sounds great. Can I bring another muffin?”

Ms. Rosenberg ignored the comment, and stepped forward with calm precision, her fingertips glowing with vibrant purple light. With a swift flick of her wrist, the magical glow encircled the clucking Ms. Spyce, shimmering briefly before fading away. In a blink, the eccentric teacher stood back in her human form, adjusting her bright blue hair with a huff and brushing off her robes.

“Thank you, Lucinda,” Ms. Spyce said, though her usual cheer was replaced with a scowl as she brushed feathers from her robes. She turned to Emily, hands on her hips, “Miss Thornburg, what do you have to say for yourself?”

Emily leaned back in her chair with a confident grin, “Pretty impressive spell work, right? I didn’t even have to use a wand.”

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[blitzkri3eg]

(⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠) New art ! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

❤️ MC tried to escape from Monika but it went wrong! ❤️

⚠️ ! ! DON'T REPOST WITHOUT MY CONSENT! ! ⚠️

~ Requests open ~

[vampvore]

Here it is I made it on my phone happy vorentines day you filthy animals

Now give me treats or die (I will get treats either way c:< )

[fuzzy-oooze]

I don’t talk about it a lot because I have something called “Restraint” (look it up) but deep down I am actually very horny just all the time. It conflates with my eternal desire for flesh.

[quackmaniac]

Aliyah's private moment 24

[bleeding-aorta]

🦇 Intro 🦇

Hello! I'm Cyrus, my pronouns are he/him and I made this blog as a safe-space for me to express myself freely and find a community that will help me to cope in a healthy way. My main is @valcaira

I am strictly anti-contact for harmful paraphilias and very much pro-recovery. Thought crimes aren't real and having any paraphilia is morally neutral. Radqueers fuck off this space isn't for you. Minors don't interact please. If you do I will send you a message from my main, kindly asking you to block/unfollow this blog.

My kinks:

Hematolagnia

Masochism

Vorarephilia

Tagging system:

Auto-assassinophilia

necrophilia

#bloodthirst → hornyposting

#reblog → reblogs from other people

#vorarephilia/#cannibalism → cannibalism

#hematolagnia → blood/gore

#snvff → snuff stuff

#pro kink → kink in general

#my art → my own art that i will almost always reblog from my main