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mlmvoreconfessionals · 2 years ago

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How about some more jock A.sgore doing pec vore?

Oh hell yeah! More college-era A.sgore sounds like fun.

"J-Just...get in there..!" A.sgore huffs as he pushes down on a pair of kicking legs, sending them down into his fluffy pecs. Between joining that frat and getting in on the football team, A.sgore has been eating a lot of guys lately. Even so, he still gets a bit flustered over it. But he can't worry about that right now. He has bulking to do. His first actual game is coming up and despite all his eating, he's not nearly big enough yet! He's hoping shoveling guys into his chest will give him the mass he needs for the game.

A.sgore's pecs bounce around with his feisty meal inside. The goat blushes and rubs over them with a soft groan. It felt good to eat live meals no matter what way he did it. But he's doing this for a reason, not just to enjoy himself! So he starts massaging deeper and flexing harder. He can make out some muffled screams from his meal before the cracks and snaps of his body breaking down each out from his chest. A.sgore lets out a huff as he feels his meal cave in and start pumping into his body. He can feel his chest swell under his paws and he gets a bit more mass on the rest of his body, too. But that's hardly enough...and this is the fifth guy he's churned today!

"M-Maybe I'm just overthinking it..." A.sgore mumbles as he feels up his chest a bit more. He's a pretty big guy, all things considered. He has more muscle than ever before and his belly is always hanging out in front of him by a lot. It's only been a year and he's changed since starting college. If he keeps going like this, then by graduation, he's gonna be huge!

The thought makes A.sgore blush and he shakes his head a bit. "Maybe just a bit more...I gotta really impress coach on this game." The guy who churned the entire football team into nut sludge while drunk has to be good at the game. A.sgore is pretty sure, if it came down to it, he could eat the coach before the coach gets him...b-but he really shouldn't think about eating the faculty! Even if some of them look tasty...

Shaking his head again, A.sgore throws his shirt back on and leaves the locker room he'd cornered his prey in. It's tight over his chest now and he's worried it'll rip if he's not careful. He'll just head back to his room and try to calm down. He's plenty big now, perfect for the team. But if he were just a bit bigger...

...A.sgore grunts as his chest flexes again, sucking in a pair of kicking feet. He's panting and sweating from the effort of getting so many meals wedged into his pecs. He'd caved into his own worries again and found some meals on the way back to his room. Some study group hanging out in the library...aaah, they all slipped in so easily. None of them were too big but all together they were one hell of a meal.

A.sgore's chest flexes and bounces, working hard on grinding the students down into mass. Their muffled cries can at least go unnoticed in the library, but when their bodies begin to break, the sounds of his chest mulching them down are much louder. The thought of being caught indulging like this makes A.sgore's entire face turn red...but he kind of liked the thrill as well. No one bothered him, though, as his chest steadily reduced the study group down into extra mass for him. His chest hangs out like a shelf on top of his gut now, and he swears his arms and shoulders got thicker as well. A.sgore steals a glance around before slipping out of the library.

His shirt is ripped in two, though, so plenty of people get a good look at the bulky goat as he scurries off to his room to find a new shirt. At this rate, A.sgore is going to kill off half his graduating class before he's out of here! Though that though only makes his warm face get warmer.

#v.ore #male vore #mlm vore #m/m vore #gay vore #vore prompts #male vore prompts #pec vore #digestion #fatal vore #asgoredreemurvore #undertalevore #deltarunevore #ask

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fallseidol · 14 days ago

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Vore Trope Anon here again!

Rate this Vore trope: A pred with a very long tongue. Now imagine the pred using said long tongue to lift a tiny up and rolling their tongue up and letting it down like a yo-yo and the tiny being all giggly or panicked depending on the context and how the two met.

"Oh, that's rather naughty, I can think of several uses for such a tongue! Unfortunately, mine is only about average length. Which is a pity, it seems a delightful little game."

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tworavenswriting · 9 months ago

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Between the Jaws of Fate

Series Summary:

This is a short series of vignettes depicting the relationship between The Dark Urge and Enver Gortash as it unfolded before Baldur's Gate 3. There will be blood, angst, and smut. Buckle up, folks!

Pairing: Enver Gortash x The Dark Urge/Original Female Character

Rating: Explicit/18+

Setting: Canon compliant. Pre-game.

Tags (will be added as the series progresses): Pining. Slow Burn. Sexual tension. Eventual fluff and smut. Canon-typical violence. Hurt/Comfort. Angst. Bittersweet ending. Vaginal sex. Oral sex. Religion/blood/biting kinks.

Preview:

“And where are you going?”

“I prefer to celebrate my deals with a different brand of sin,” Her words were slow and deliberate, spelling danger in every syllable, “Care to join?”

“If you’re referring to further murder, my dear assassin, I give my sincerest apologies, but I must decline.” He laced his words with humor, clarifying that he had no qualms with her activities. He couldn’t help but be frustrated that she was declining his further hospitality, though.

“Why?”

“It wouldn’t do for an up-and-coming leader to be seen engaging in such carnal behavior,” He chuckled, drawing a small laugh from her as well. It pleased him. Enver changed course from his path to the liquor cabinet, moving toward the woman until he was right beside her, gently breathing down her neck, “Pleasurable as it may be.”

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Chapter One: Dark Signs//Hearing Damage

Chapter Two: Cute Without The E//DLZ

Chapter Three: Warning//Vore

Chapter Four: Tonight//Heavenly Bodies

Chapter Five: Deliverance//Way Down We Go (SMUT!)

All Works AO3 Link

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box0pals · 29 days ago

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Majin B-21.

Fandom: Dragonball Age Rating: Mature to somewhat suggestive, but it's more of the demeanor than anything actually sexual. Themes: Adventure, Comedy, Horror, Slice of Life, Fight Rp, Blood, Death, Gore, Tragedy, possible Genocide. Triggers: This character mentally, physically tortures people at times to get them to fight her. This character is abusive at times to get what they want from another character which is mostly to fight them. This character absorbs characters for their powers at times. This character has a beam to turn people into sweets to eat them. (With chewing, I will not rp vore on this blog) Portrayal: Fanon Expanded Take Summary: -Expands the canon from the game she originally is to be more aligned with Super and is a Supervillain that could fight Beerus, Whis and so on for power-scaling. -Is part of my power levels reigned in to heavily nerf or subdue power levels from being a numbers game and give actual variance to fighters, more techniques to be more modern in terms of fighting animes. I suggest reading the disclaimers on full bios for info. -Is planetary to galactic power-scaling. -Uses actual martial arts and new techniques for their rework and has various fighting styles, along with using much of canon. -Wish-Granter with a dark twist if unsealed as a take on being a True Majin Djinn in the next step of Majin Evolution. -Incapable of being a master to a character other than a twisted mentor. They are either a friend, rival, villain and or more rarely: lover, or older familial member- keep in mind unless a lover or familial to them? This character is still capable of attacking and beating your character into the ground, accidentally even killing them. They are capable of serving beings weaker than themselves by a decent margin and be actively loyal so long as they're 'strong' in their eyes. -Sporadic in terms of personality and heavily based between a version of Good Buu and Super Buu. Then partially Kid Buu in how animalistic at times they are. >Full Bios Link Here<

#interest chip s #ooc #q #majin sorcerer #majin djinn #majin monster

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alexcutecolly · 10 months ago

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Vore game ask!

What do you think about the trope where pred can’t sleep without full belly /prey can’t sleep outside of their chosen belly?

I love it!! It's a very cute scenario to me because sleeping inside a favorite belly can really deepen the connection between prey and pred, and I'm all for profound vore bonds! x3

Also I think it'd be lovely to see a big pred walk up to their prey in the middle of the night and ask if they could eat them, since they can't sleep 🥺😭❤️

#thank you for the ask!#it made my heart melt a little 🥺❤️❤️#i absolutely adore preys who can't sleep very well outside their pred's stomach and viceversa hehe #safe vore #g/t vore #v0re #blebsandgearsside #my asks #vore rating game

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voraciousvore · 1 year ago

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Bucky's (15/44)

***Contains soft vore and explicit fatal digestion/ gore***

Chapter 15: Revenge is a Dish

Patty was puzzled. Her foot was healing far faster than she could have ever dreamed of. She suspected the pills had something to do with this miracle. She didn’t know how the pills worked, since their qualities seemed almost magical by nature, but she noticed every time she took one her toe wounds healed more, and the pain reduced. Her theory was that the pills were some type of ultra-powerful steroid that regenerated tissue faster than it could be destroyed. She worried about the side effects of such a powerful drug, but she had no choice but to take them unless she wanted to be digested alive, a gruesome prospect. After the effects wore off, she always did feel tired, hungry, and oftentimes nauseous, though the last reaction may be the result of marinating in churning gastric juices for hours. Either way, she couldn’t deny that her foot was improving at a fantastical rate. She stopped wearing her bandages, since she didn’t seem to require them any longer, and she was forced to take them off every time she was added to a dish regardless.

The days were beginning to blend together, with how repetitive the routine was. The humans never got a day off, since the restaurant was always open morning to night, breakfast to dinner. Humans disappeared to the horrific catastrophe that was fatal ingestion all too often, but new humans swelled the ranks just as quickly in the absence of their lost comrades. As usual, Patty had difficulty keeping straight all the names and faces, especially when they seemed to randomly disappear. Some were innocents who had been kidnapped and trafficked, while others were death row inmates or murderers. Most were only guilty of petty crimes, and had been tricked into a shorter lifespan rather than a shorter sentence, just like Patty.

Patty found her life at Bucky’s, besides being terrifying and depressing, extremely boring. Bucky did not provide his human stock with any entertainment whatsoever. They had no books, games, paper or pens, or electronics. Patty wished she could write or call home to let her folks know what happened to her, but she had no means to do so. When the humans were in the tank on display, they had nothing to do except talk to each other, stare into space, or watch their comrades get eaten. Getting to know people too well was a hazard, since nobody knew who was going to get picked to die next, or when.

Most days, Patty was chosen to be eaten at least once. She could never truly acclimate to the experience or get comfortable with it. No matter how many times she was eaten, how many mouths and gullets and viscera she toured, she was always afraid, particularly when she envisioned all the ways she could be hurt, or what could go wrong. A customer could accidentally bite into her or injure her. A customer could spontaneously change their mind and decide they wanted to try fatal ingestion. Additionally, it would be easy for a customer to dine and dash, and leave the restaurant with her still inside his stomach. The customers could be quickly found and hauled back, since the trackers telescoped their location, but the risk was real, and there was no guarantee that the human inside would be saved in time.

The experience of being eaten was highly varied, with some Giants being worse, or even far worse, than others. Some were cruel and delighted in tormenting their prey. Others had rotting teeth or bad breath. Unruly Giants at the bar drank too much, and their insides reeked of alcohol enough to make the human inside feel drunk. Patty had one notably bad experience with a rowdy group of college-age Giants at the bar who were taking shots. She was ordered up in a drink, of all things, and imbibed in a single gulp. Regrettably for poor Patty, she was vomited up in a trash can not long after. The Giant who expelled her didn’t want to own up to his mistake, so Patty was trapped in the trash can, with walls too tall to climb, stewing in vomit for at least an hour. She got buried in trash, crying for help, until Bucky had to locate her with the tracker.

Another time a couple madly in love had ordered a human on an ice cream sundae to share. Patty was the unlucky choice to be plopped onto a mountain of ice cream, covered in sprinkles, caramel, and whipped cream. She had to listen to the two gigantic lovebirds coo at each other sweet nothings, gagging to herself, until the Giantess picked her up with her spoon and sucked Patty into her mouth. Then, the Giantess was so overcome with lust she just had to make out with her lover, then and there, and Patty was disgusted to find herself in the middle of a passionate kissing session. She was swapped back and forth between the two cavernous mouths a few times, saturated with spit and disoriented by intertwining slimy tongues and lips. When she was finally swallowed, she wasn’t even sure whose belly she ended up in, until she identified distinctively masculine breathing and the bass rumble of a Giant man’s voice.

One particularly memorable session involved a wealthy, corpulent Giant who came into the restaurant late one night for dinner, at a time when the human population in the tank was beginning to dwindle out. He claimed to be on a diet, and instead of ordering a plate of chicken wings he desired an entire plate full of human entrees covered in wing sauce. The waitress called Bucky over, flustered by the order, and at first Bucky thought the man was joking. Once he realized the fat Giant with an even fatter wallet was serious, and was willing to shell out the extra fees for additional human entrees, Bucky was dazzled by dollar signs and happily fulfilled his request.

The Giant ended up cleaning out the entire crowd of humans in the tank onto his plate. He gobbled them all up, one by one, until his sizable stomach was stuffed. Patty had been among the group, and she recalled the distinctly unpleasant experience of being crammed into his big belly with too many other people. The Giant, of course, was delighted by all the shuffling and squirming in his belly, and slapped and bounced his jiggling gut with his chubby hands to rile up the humans more. Getting out had been tricky as well, since there were so many humans fighting over the rope. Patty was scared that somebody would be left behind by accident, but fortunately Bucky was meticulous about protecting his investments.

Her worst incident, however, was scarred into her memory forever. The day had been fairly typical, with the usual lunch rush and a small lull before dinnertime. Patty hadn’t been chosen yet that day, and was awaiting her fate in the tank as usual, on edge. Cracker Jack was fated to be the next entrée, and Patty watched as he became nothing more than a squirming lump in a crunch wrap. A Giantess demolished the wrap with substantial bites, and Patty could only hope that her fellow prisoner wasn’t harmed as his body was enclosed into her mouth and swallowed.

Bucky sauntered over to the tank, a sadistic sparkle in his gemstone eyes. A new human was yowling and wriggling in his fist. Fresh meat. He opened the lid and carelessly dropped the new arrival in with the rest of the humans, then slammed the lid shut and walked off. The new human was a short, thin, twiggy woman with a pretty face and long blonde hair, still damp from being rinsed off. She collected herself off the floor of the tank, dusting off her clothes and muttering obscenities under her breath.

Patty’s eyes widened in shock. The woman’s nametag read “Pink Lady,” but that’s not how Patty knew her. Patty would recognize that odious woman anywhere. “Jenny!” she yelled, balling her hands into fists.

The woman stiffened as she recognized Patty’s voice. “Why, Tanya!” she uttered, dripping with sarcasm. “Fancy seeing you here!”

Patty was shaking with rage. “What the fuck, Jenny? How could you do this to me? And then—” She was so furious she could barely verbalize her thoughts. “And then show up here yourself?”

Jenny rolled her eyes. “It was good riddance, as far as I was concerned,” she scoffed. “Too bad I happened to get caught with more drugs later.”

“Goddammit Jenny!” Patty’s wrath boiled over. Before her rational mind could intervene, her temper got the better of her and she sprinted over and tackled Jenny, knocking her to the ground. She raised her fist and slugged her old roommate in the face, then cocked her arm back for another blow. All her despair and frustration and resentment over her terrible situation was loaded into that punch, and she wasn’t going to run out of ammo anytime soon.

Their brawl was interrupted by the booming voice of a Giant right outside the glass, making both girls flinch. “I want those two!” Patty froze up, her fist still in a dynamic pose above her head, ready to slug Jenny in the face again. The women stared with wide eyes at the Giant face ogling them with glee.

“Shit,” Jenny murmured. She trembled.

“I was only going to eat one, but they’re so lively together! I bet they’ll feel so good squirming around in my gut!” The Giant straightened into a standing position, smacked his lips, and rubbed his belly eagerly. Patty glanced down at Jenny, whose face blanched with horror as the foreboding shadow of an enormous hand hovered over the unfortunate pair. She realized, in that instant, Jenny thought they were both about to die.

The waitress’s hand snatched up both humans together, and Patty found herself pressed up against her former roommate, who was terrified. For an ugly moment, Patty was tempted to give in to her anger and omit the truth from Jenny. She was the one responsible for the hell Patty was in, after all. Patty thirsted for vengeance. She knew Jenny deserved her fate. She hated her with a violent passion.

Yet, she shirked away from this bloodthirsty urge. Patty wasn’t a vindictive person by nature, and the idea curdled her insides. As much as she wanted Jenny to suffer, she knew it would not materially change her situation. She’d still be stuck here, at Bucky’s. With Jenny smashed up against her in the Giantess’s hand, she could feel the tension in her body, the uncontrollable shaking. Despite lashing out in an initial fit of rage, Patty had empathy, even for her enemy. She remembered how frightening her first day had been.

“It’ll be okay, Jenny,” she said in what she hoped was a reassuring tone. She looked into her face, which was darkening with a purple bruise from her punch earlier. Jenny glared back with hatred. “We’ll be eaten, yes, but we’re not going to-”

“Just shut up, Tanya!” Jenny shrieked. She started to cry. She was too distraught to listen. Patty supposed punching her in the face probably didn’t make her more receptive either.

Patty opened her mouth to reason with her, but she was jostled about by the waitress and found herself trapped inside the hollow fist of Chef Cruor, cut off from Jenny. Next thing she knew, she was shoved into a gigantic sandwich, with a bed of deli meat and a blanket of cheese. Jenny was pushed into the same sandwich nearby, shouting and cursing at the chef. With just their teeny heads sticking out between the thick slices of bread, and their limbs pinned, Patty tried to talk to Jenny again.

“Make sure you take the pill he gives you,” she urged. As if on cue, Chef Cruor offered Patty her pill and she obediently took it. He forced the pill into Jenny’s face next, who resisted, turning her face away.

“Take it,” the chef commanded in a booming voice, tucking the pill into her mouth. Jenny spat it out. Chef Cruor’s eyebrows shifted down with irritation, but he seemed more gloomy and fatigued than anything else. “Damn humans,” he muttered, stuffing the pill into her mouth again with the pad of his massive finger.

“Jenny, take it! You’ll die if you don’t!” Patty cried.

“Yeah right! As if I’d believe or do anything that you or that monstrous ogre says!” Jenny retorted, expelling her pill a second time.

“Fine. Do whatever you wish. See if I care,” Chef Cruor grumbled as he placed a piping hot batch of fresh fries alongside the colossal sandwich. He picked up the huge dinner plate and brought it over to the section for completed meals. “Order up!”

“Jenny!” Patty pleaded. “The pill prevents you from getting digested! You can survive, but you have to take it!” A waitress came up and grabbed the plate, balancing it on her hand as she whisked it away to the table.

“Fuck you, Tanya!” Jenny cursed. “I wouldn’t trust you any farther than I could throw you!” Patty felt a growing horror as she realized the implications of Jenny’s distrust and rash decision-making. They were going into the same stomach together. Jenny was going to die a grisly death, and Patty would be there to witness the whole ghastly process. She was powerless to do anything. Jenny wouldn’t listen to reason. She was grasping at straws to come up with a way to save Jenny. As much as she hated her former roommate, now current sandwich-mate and future stomach-mate, the thought of watching a person get digested alive was too horrific to bear.

Patty was out of time, however, because the plate was already on the table, where the enormous Giant was waiting eagerly to devour them. He snatched up the sandwich in his hands and licked his lips. Jenny squealed with fright. As he raised the sandwich up to his mouth, opening it wide to expose the dripping red cavern within, Patty had one more desperate idea: a direct appeal to the Giant himself.

“Wait, sir! Stop!” she shouted. She didn’t expect him to listen to her screams, but to her surprise the Giant blinked and paused, his mouth still open. His gigantic tongue curled inward slightly. Patty leapt at the chance. “Don’t eat that other girl! She didn’t take her pill, and she’ll die! Just eat me.”

Internally, Patty grimaced. She couldn’t believe she was really choosing to be the sacrificial lamb for her sworn nemesis, yet here she was. She supposed she was going to be eaten either way. She glanced over at Jenny, who was gaping back at her in shock. The fact that Patty was actually telling the truth was beginning to dawn on her. There was no way Patty would keep up such a ruse by yelling at the Giant that was about to eat them both.

The Giant hesitated for a moment, before deciding to eat his whole sandwich anyway. He didn’t care about the fate of the insignificant creatures inside. Jenny screamed as she disappeared into his jaws, the teeth closing all around her with terrible crushing force. Her cries were muffled inside his mouth as he chewed his meal, savoring the tremendous mouthful before swallowing it all down, including Jenny.

He inserted Patty into his mouth next and bit down to cut her off from the rest of the sandwich. He shuffled her out of the bread with his tongue and processed the rest with his teeth while he tasted her. Patty felt a looming sense of dread as she was sloshed around in chewed-up food and saliva. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Jenny’s fate was somehow her fault. If she hadn’t lost her temper and attacked Jenny upon her arrival, Jenny may have been spared. Jenny may have been more receptive to her warning to take the pill, or maybe the Giant whose mouth she was in wouldn’t have noticed the pair and picked another victim instead. She didn’t have any more time to dwell on it before she slid headfirst into the hungry gullet and down the throat.

When Patty dropped inside the cavernous stomach, she was greeted immediately by frantic screams and wails. Jenny didn’t know her tracker had a light, so the internal world was black as pitch. Patty floated dumbly in the acid, petrified to the spot and numb with despair. Just hearing Jenny’s agonizing screams stabbed her in the heart. She didn’t want the gory visuals to go with it. The universe had other plans, however, because Jenny’s thrashing triggered her tracker’s light to click on. Jenny let out a startled gasp and looked around at the hellscape of flesh trapping her inside. She shined the light in Patty’s face and held it there.

“Patty! Help me!” she wailed. Her face was contorted with desperation and tears.

“There’s nothing we can do,” Patty replied, shaking her head. “Trust me, I’ve tried many times before.” The stake in her heart embedded itself deeper, and she struggled to hold back tears.

“No!” Jenny protested. “No, I refuse to give up!” She grimaced with pain as the acid began to dig into her skin. She coughed on the acrid fumes, turned around, and continued to beat on the stomach lining with her fists. Patty watched her sadly. This wasn’t how she wanted things to go at all. She had wanted Jenny to get her comeuppance, sure, but such a fate was too cruel. Jenny’s movements became more spastic and sluggish as the thin air began to starve her of oxygen. She stopped beating up the walls and slumped into the curve of the lining, facing Patty.

“So, this is it then…” she admitted shakily, tears streaming down her face. The stomach grumbled around them like an earthquake and Jenny shivered. Her face twisted in discomfort as she looked down at her raw, red, stinging hands. Her skin was slowly being eaten up by the harsh chemicals. She surveyed the soggy chunks of bread and sandwich bits partially submerged in the digestive fluids, as they started to break down, with the knowledge that she would soon dissolve into nothing herself, to become absorbed by the gigantic living body around her. Her “Pink Lady” nametag disintegrated off her chest into a pulp.

Patty didn’t know what to say. She didn’t have any words of comfort. There was no hope, nothing left to say. The two went silent, with only the rhythmic heartbeat, breathing, and obnoxious gurgling to fill the void. Jenny’s visage was red under the light and contorted with emotional and physical distress. She was hoping to fade out of awareness before experiencing severe pain. Her skin was bleeding and peeling off in chunks now, particularly on her legs and feet. She knew she didn’t have any time left.

“Patty... I’m sorry. For everything,” she apologized through her tears. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, Jenny,” Patty responded softly. “I forgive you.” Jenny, having made peace with her final words, smiled weakly before her vision blacked out and she lost consciousness. She collapsed into the acid facedown with a splash. Patty didn’t move. Before long, Jenny was gone, and Patty was alone with a lifeless corpse, churning in the boiling fluid. She stared numbly as the skin came apart, exposing the layers of fat, muscle, and bone underneath. The organs broke loose and floated in the muck like shiny, bulbous balloons of various shades of pink. Patty had nowhere to go, nothing to do except wait, watching the dead body get digested, until she could be hauled upward to salvation.

Chapter 16

Chapter 1

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cloversoliloquies · 1 year ago

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EMERGENCY WRITING COMMISSIONS

Hi everyone! My name is Tomie and I'm opening up some emergency writing commission spots.

I'm heading off to college in about a month and my cats absolutely destroyed my computer. I need it in order to do my work and school work-- I've been struggling to get hours at my job and haven't had luck in getting a new one.

Please consider commissioning me!

Below is my commission info!

Here is where my writing can be found: archive of our own and quotev

Please know that all currency is in USD for I am a US citizen.

Here are my current rates for one shot fics:

Completed One Shot Fic at 2K words - 40 dollars

Completed One Shot Fic at 3K words - 50 dollars

Completed One Shot Fic at 4K words - 70 dollars

Completed One Shot Fic at 5K words - 90 dollars

Drabble (under 800 words) - 30 dollars : 35 dollars if NSFW

If you commission any of my writing and want one of the characters to be an OC or Self Insert, please send me a short description of you, your pronouns, preferred genitalia (if NSFW), and your personality. This will help me better portray you or your character!

Please also know what sort of plot or prompt that you have in mind! If you do not have any idea in mind but would rather want me to flex my creative muscles, I will charge an extra two dollars, for this is a little bit more work on my part.

Do note the things that I will and will not write when it comes to any sort of commissions!

WILL WRITE:

Smut

Underage SAFE FOR WORK ship requests

Consent Non Consent in 18+ situations (NOTHING UNDERAGE)

LGBTQ pairings/identity canons/anything positive

WILL NOT WRITE:

Loli

Underage characters in a NOT SAFE FOR WORK piece of writing

Anything from a fandom I don’t know

Scat

WILL WRITE FOR EXTRA CASH (AMOUNT DEPENDS ON SEVERITY OF THE REQUEST):

Raceplay (only if it involves ONE black person, for I’m a black nb person)

LGBTQ homophobia (if the context isn’t sexual, then fine)

Vore

Bimbofication

Piss

Feet (will cost you a LOT)

Noncon

WHAT FANDOMS I AM INTO:

DC Comics/Shows

Marvel Comics/MCU

Danganronpa

My Hero Academia

Harry Potter

Homestuck

Almost All Popular Musicals

Apex Legends

Fortnite

Dead by daylight

Yellowjackets

Stardew Valley

Resident Evil

The Walking Dead (video game and show)

Overwatch

Detroit: Become Human

American Horror Story

Minecraft

Beetlejuice

Undertale

Persona 5

any sort of OC fandom

#yellowjackets #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #commisions open #creative writing #writing commissions #x reader #marvel #marvel mcu #mcu fic #dead by daylight #overwatch #persona series #persona 5 #miguel x you #miguel x reader

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ao3feed-gravescest · 9 months ago

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The Pet of Andy and Leyley

https://ift.tt/RAyDJzx by anarch0slurpie My little hyper self indulgent work about a game I love and me getting adopted as a silly dog girl. The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is a very special game to me, very strangely cozy and comforting. It makes the horrific sides of these kinks feel fun and jovial! I tried my best to capture that vibe while also keeping the horror elements as well. Hope u all enjoy c: Words: 7375, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Coffin of Andy and Leyley (Visual Novel) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi Characters: Ashley Graves, Andrew Graves, Self Insert - Character Relationships: Ashley Graves/self insert, Ashley Graves/Andrew Graves Additional Tags: Incest, Sibling Incest, Vore, Abuse, Beating, Cannibalism, Death, Pet Play, Master/Pet, collaring, Adoption, Multiverse, Cruelty, Female Pred, Female Prey, unwilling prey, Sister Dom, Demon Summoning, Sacrifice, Horror

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #gravescest #gravecest #coffincest

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number-1-kuaidul-fanboy · 2 years ago

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Yugioh series rated by how much vore they have in them

Sevens is too baby and therefore not in the running for this. I say nothing NSFW here but I still apologise in advance.

Edit: Adding a mature filter to this cuz vore is taboo or something.

Season 0: One of the penalty games involves being eaten by a monster as a punishment. The scene is unfortunately brief but a very fun idea. 7/10

Duel Monsters: Monsters occasionally go chomp chomp to other monsters. That’s about it. 4/10

GX: After dying, a man’s soul is regularly swallowed whole by his cat, even remarking in the otherwise awful dub that he likes spending his afterlife inside a cat. He is an icon to be respected. 10/10

5Ds: One scene where awful dude gets wrapped by a giant tongue and NOMMED. Otherwise, nothing major :( 5/10

Zexal: Vector gets sucked in by Don Thousand. This technically counts but isn’t very fun. 3/10 Lead to a good joke in one of my crack fics though.

Arc V: No vore?! *offended huff* 0/10

VRAINS: Yusaku’s tiny blobby partner turns into a giant tentacle monster and eats/threatens to eat some baddies onscreen, with an implied history of eating MANY baddies. 10000/10 Would write about it.

....I swear this is not why GX and VRAINS are my favourites. This is the dumbest post I’ve ever made. Season 0 just got me thinking about this, let me know if I missed any instances in the comments I guess.

#yugioh #ygo #yugioh season 0 #season 0 #yugioh duel monsters #ygo dm #yugioh ygo #ygo gx #yugioh 5ds #ygo 5ds #yugioh zexal #ygo zexal #yugioh arc v #ygo arc v #yugioh vrains #ygo vrains #shitpost

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starsarefire824 · 1 year ago

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Normally I keep to basic tags or empty reblogs for this fandom, but I'm gonna open my mouth for this one. Sorry if you don't want this in an ask but I felt it was more appropriate to send it here than as a comment on your post.

I didn't even know what vore was until today (how tf did I dodge that coming from the spn fandom lmao). One more thing to filter out I guess. Anyways. I assume it's implied that the anon was asking about vore as a sexual kink, otherwise they'd have used other terminology. In this fandom, yes it apparently incriminates people that age up characters. That is a no-no here since the characters are canonically under 18. There's also an assumption in this fandom that minors are not the one creating and/or consuming this content.

"I'm confused, do teenage boys not get hardons?" Apparently in this fandom, no. They don't. Or they do but you can't acknowledge it. (Also, just want you to know that when I read this I legit lol'd. The problem at that age is usu preventing boners. Getting one is easy.)

For some reason, this fandom has deemed violence is more morally/ethically appropriate than even a hint of sexuality. They view that sexualizing characters under 18 in any way, including even kissing (idk if you were here for that), is unacceptable. That being said, that difference in moral/ethical correctness might be marginal. There's still some backlash against violence and dark themes.

It doesn't make sense to me since the show literally has scenes with sex and sex jokes with teenage characters as well as physical and sexual violence against children. Yet. If someone points out or analyzes these things, they will be bullied sometimes to the point of leaving (idk if you were here for hosegate or when people were being called out for analyzing the rape metaphors in s1 and s2). The environment here is such that it is impossible to have a good faith discussion about these topics... And if you can't discuss it bc it's so taboo then exploring these things in writing or art, even if it's just implied, is also taboo. And these are just for the topics already in the show.

Yes like you said it's purity culture. It is funny to me that in this case, cannibalism is OK but vore isn't. And it's also funny to me that a love scene would be less acceptable than cannibalism since sex is not OK (graphic or implied) but violence is OK (graphic or implied). And if fiction tastes reflect people irl (not my belief, but has been a repeated topic of fandom discourse) then the fandom is more OK with cannibalism irl than making love. It's wild.

Sorry for writing so much and getting a bit off topic there 😅

Uhm, THANK YOU SO MUCH for dropping this in my inbox. I completely agree with all of your points.

And pretty much sums up the entire point I've been trying to make since I've been in this fandom. I will never, ever, understand, the very American pov I might add, that approves of violence, lets their children watch violent films and play M rated violent video games, but then won't let those same kids go see the PG 13 or R rated movie because tHe ChAraCteRs HaVe sEx for fifteen seconds. And if it's a movie about a person experiencing sexual violence? Forget about it. That's the only kind of violence they won't let their kids see.

I've seen it time and time again with people in my life, my parents themselves to an extent, and definitely extended family were like that when I was younger.

#byler #byler fandom things #violence vs sex #stranger things #purity culture

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incoherentmuses · 2 years ago

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it is once again Time For OSHA posting because no-one can stop me. i have so many stories from The Shattering it’s frankly ridiculous, so here’s another, from early in the campaign, an event the players christened:

Reverse Vore-ing The Purple Worm

picture it. you’ve sent your players into a Cool Underground Dwarven Complex. It’s half mines of moria and half strip mall. one of the dwarven ladies has taken to hero-worshipping the paladin, and you’ve successfully stripped the party of a significant amount of their funds via shitpost magic items in the giftshop.

(those cheap ass stones of farspeech became integral to the game and it was my own fault so now they can send gifs and get drunk texts from their IC wives so this is the life i live)

however, Plot Must Be Found, but before the dwarves will be of any help, they want the party to do something for them. part of the lower levels of the complex—Dul Kidrak, by the way, one of the cooler names I’ve invented over the years—is infested with goblins. please could the PC’s clear them out so the dwarves can get on with some rebuilding?

sure! goblins, schmoblins, this is zero problem for the budding OSHA guild, at this time iirc a whopping level 3. maybe four. it’s been a minute, and i levelled them too fast in campaign one. mistakes were made.

they venture down to the lower levels, and quickly find themselves embroiled in combat with a collection of goblins. they are, naturally, stunningly overpowered already and chew through them at speed. however, i was prepared for this and had outfitted the goblins with a secret weapon: a reduced-threat purple worm. partially because the monk has Purple Worm Trauma in his backstory, and partly because the idea of a goblin having a pet baby purple worm was very appealing.

so the worm shows up and the party go ‘hm, well, that’s a problem.’ but dnd parties are nothing if not Improbable Solution Factories, and so a Solution they did find. the solution first involved Draghull getting partially eaten by the worm so. you know. strong start.

was this on purpose? it’s been a few years, i can’t remember. knowing OSHA, probably it was. at any rate, the paladin being eaten is something of an issue, but never fear, Owyn is here!

‘i cast enlarge on Draghull’ says Owyn, proceeding to turn the gold dragonborn paladin into Baby Godzilla.

said Pacific Rim knockoff then proceeds to hack and slash his way through the purple worm from the inside out, eventually emerging from its tail like the worlds shiniest chestburster, covered in goo and screaming.

this kills the purple worm. naturally.

success all around, the dwarves are happy (the goblins less so) and the PCs get the help they want.

‘but muses!’ i hear you cry ‘none of that was vore at all! i am sorely disappointed by the lack of eating-based fetish in this overwrought dungeons and dragons story!’

now here is where you’re wrong, i reply, taking your face gently in my hands. there was vore. Draghull got eaten. and then he came out of the worm, instead of being digested by it, and because my players are my players, this phenomenon is called Reverse Vore and it is a firmly enshrined, Patented OSHA Tactic™ that they will use given half a chance.

so go ahead and take that one to your table. Reverse Vore your way out of anything your DM has eat you—they’ll thank you for it, i promise.

(once again tagging @controlledchaosetc and @itusebastian, lmk if you wanna be untagged, and anyone else who wants OSHA updates, lmk if you want to be tagged for them!)

#dungeons and dragons #dnd #dnd stories #dungeons and dragons stories #ttrpg #ttrpg stories #osha posting #osha dnd #not art #questionable player tactics are all fun and games until they start ‘reverse vore’-ing multiple monsters #osha have been eaten so many times its not even a joke at this point

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