#vore related
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
I just finished a minizine I’m expecting to sell at conventions!
The goal was to explain the basics in 6 pages- obviously, I had to summarize some aspects…
I hope I didn’t mess up too much (English isn’t my first language)
450 notes
·
View notes
Text
Alright I gotta test. How many of you fellow vore likers have actively imagined/daydreamed about either being in a tum or having someone in your tum?
134 notes
·
View notes
Text
Loved
Requested: Myself
Features: Moth pred/Firefly prey, half-sized vore, angst/comfort (kinda but not really-)
Word count: 665
Heads up! There's no names explicitly state so here's a little thing to help if you get confused! The firefly - she/her
The moth - they/she
Desiring to be loved was normal, right? Wanting someone to care and worry about you. Love is for everyone right? If that was the case, why was it so hard to find someone to love her? Maybe it was because of the way her antennas stood, or maybe the way she held herself, or maybe it was her light. Probably her light. Her light didn’t glow as bright as the others, others were bright and warm, her’s was dim and bland. Just like her. She wasn’t worth being loved in her own beady eyes. She sighed solemnly, cutting off her thoughts to flutter off into the dark night, she should just clear her head.
She swirled and danced with herself through the night sky, pushing away the saddening thoughts. The smooth pattern of her own circling soothed her, letting her live in peaceful bliss if even for a moment; It was much better than spiraling in her own loathing. Her bliss was soon interrupted by the strange feeling of someone watching her. She looked off into where the darkness stared back before she heard the faint sound of wings flapping.
The sound made her worry, it made her want to flee, to hide, but instead, she just stayed. She didn’t understand why but the gentle beating of the wings… It calmed her. The being showed itself from the thicket of the night, its large void-like eyes contrasting with its beautiful off-white body that reflected the moonlight. The firefly was stunned by the moth’s sudden appearance, and was even more confused by the fact they were approaching her. Why her? She’d seen a group of fireflies not too far from here with much better lights, so why did she approach her?
The moth gently reached out and pulled the firefly close, embracing her into their fluffy body. She didn’t know how to respond but she slowly relaxed into the hug, relaxing enough for the moth to begin to carefully flutter away with the other in their arms. She’d never experience this before… a gentle embrace… a warm body next to hers. It was nice, she didn’t want it to end, so she didn’t give up much of a struggle as she was carried away.
Soon the two arrived at a cozy hollow in a tree, the moth slowly lowering to the floor, still gently cradling the firefly. They stared at the gentle light emanating from her new companion, letting out a gentle purr as they leaned closer to the little. She looked a little confused by the affection from the moth. Their fascination with her light made her feel odd.. Why was she so.. Gentle with her? It was just another disappointing part of her body, so why did she care?
Suddenly, the moth scooped her from her lower set of arms into her upper arms, bringing her closer to their maw. As their mouth slowly opened, the firefly felt… not fear? It was strange, she was seemingly about to be eaten and yet, she wasn’t scared. She felt safe… as if she was about to be safely tucked away… and that’s something she didn’t mind. First her head was gently slid in, passing down the moth’s gullet with the rest of her body following, her light slowly fading as it vanished from the outside world.
The moth let out a content sigh, staring at her abdomen as it slowly bloated with her little light filled it. She noticed their little friend’s light had stopped glowing had stopped, which worried her. She began to gently rub her belly in a circular motion. Gentle circle… those were nice… this is nice… this is safe… As the firefly settled, the beloved glowing returned. The moth smiled as she gently rested their mitts on their wooly stomach. The two fell into a comfortable silence as the firefly was cradled within the stomach of her new admirer. She was cared for. She was worried about…
She was loved.
The End
52 notes
·
View notes
Text
i think we should normalize using vore in ways other than just protective. like, vore or just cannibalism in general not used as a metaphor for intimacy, but instead as a way to scare the ever-loving shit out of people. we should have more of that.
48 notes
·
View notes
Text
I love when bots pretend to be real ppl
NSFW/KINK DNI im a miner
18 notes
·
View notes
Text
You know if Lamu can canonically chomp off people’s head’s of various sizes and eat them in one bite, it’s not too ridiculous to imagine him being physically capable of nomming multiple people vore-wise
#sfw vore#extreme cuddling#nom nom nom#noms blog#safe vore#vore related#hungry lamu#lamu#lamu the llama#horror game#cw gore mention#<- kind of
13 notes
·
View notes
Text
Actually painted this over a month ago, but forgot to post due to life things. Style and painting experiment thing.
#Jake#painting#creepy#maw#vore related#I guess??#idk what to tag this#but hi I am still alive#college murdered me#then I painted this#and then p sure one of my cats died the day after#then we got kittens#and stuff#lots of stuff#but I think I’m finally getting back to the personal art thing#…and trying to remember how art and my own characters work lol#doodles
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
protip: don't do this
(ID in alt)
The correct response to "hey, I don't want minors around my personal collection of stuff I jack off to" is, at worst, "how about when I turn 18" and ideally a simple "gotcha, sorry for the misunderstanding." It is NOT, under any circumstances, "you are incorrect about the nature of your sexual fetish. There will now be a minor perusing your porn collection."
And look. I'm not gonna pretend minors aren't "allowed" to like vore - hell, I'm pretty sure I wrote my first vorefic at 16, and was getting off to vore way back in middle school. But, fuck, I at least knew better than to let people know that a minor was in the porn section. Don't interact, and if for some reason you feel you really want to, at least have the common decency to lie about it!
I'm past caring if minors follow other vore blogs; I ain't their guardian, they ain't my responsibility.
Also, even if you could convince me that "sfw kink" is anything but an oxymoron (spoiler alert: you can't), @hungry-blue-dragon still has 2 posts with visibly erect penises and 1 talking about cockvore within the 15 most recent posts. My vore blog is not a 16+ space. Give yourself a couple years.
Anyway, this is all a settled matter: I remembered how to block someone from a sideblog, so the person who I sent that ask to is now unable to follow my vore blog.
50 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wow
I got a vorish dream with a random big bad boss somehow
That guy was called ‘The Pilot’ for some reason, such an abstract title.
172 notes
·
View notes
Text
What about wintery vorish things. Pred resting by the fireplace, maybe a mug of hot coco in their hands and snuggled under a blanket. Their prey resting inside their stomach nuzzled up into the walls that squish in around them and keep them warm. Both of them just enjoying a quiet moment with eachother. The pred's hand idly rubs at their belly and they feel their prey burrow further into the stomach walls and give them some gentle strokes in return. Just existing in the moment warm and content.
#vore as a form of affection is so good you guys#prey giving thebpred affection as well not just pred offering prey affection#like the prey curling up inside is comfy and happy to be there#but also they know how much the pred loves having them inside them#the internal belly rubs showing affection from some a vulnerable place#aaaaaa#medli rambles#vore related
118 notes
·
View notes
Text
Fun fact: when I was younger and first found out abt nomming, I thought ‘Oh this is neat!’ and drew some of my ocs nomfing another which was like a vampire to give them shade so they can read in peace. Younger me was cooking fr tbh…
60 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sarge: YOUVE CAPTURED DONUT?! diabolical…what are you doing with him?!
Caboose with an oddly Donut shaped stomach: don’t worry, he’s resting…comfortably.
#felix says stuff#sfw vore#e a/t#swwh#red vores blue#hello squish anon again#i got you more pastrytrain#extreme cuddling#vore related
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Look at this awesome fish
20 notes
·
View notes
Note
I saw you like DCA/TSAMS. Not sure if you are interested in vore content with them but if you are; I recommend Daycare Treats by Mango or things by Hungry Trashlord or Sephypsycologist on Ao3. (Mango and Sephy also have some nsfw content but it's marked and easily avoidable) Sephy also has a vore tumblr. The other two might as well but not sure.
I’ve actually read Daycare Treats, but not the other one
thanks for the recommendation! :)
#sfw vore#extreme cuddling#nom nom nom#noms blog#soft vore#dca fandom#ask#vore talk#vore related#safe vore#fic recommendation
8 notes
·
View notes
Note
oooo yippe object noms! :>
øßJÊct shØω vore is so epic because you get to have fun with the textures and colors and all of that. sleeping bag? make their stomach the entirety of their insides. stress ball? make their innards really. like. bouncy.
i just think there's so much room for innovation when you have an øßJÊct shØω character in vore,,,
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
Fanarts of ‘Exit Interview’ written by @youhavenocock
I’m finally dropping my design for Maxim and Alexander!
That last chapter was so great omg
197 notes
·
View notes