#vore x reader

[specsthesecond]

Slime partner who's obsessed with consuming you.

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Slimes can absorb liquids and turn them into energy. You've always been happy to give your slime partner some food but they've become a little.... Obsessive.

Whenever you fuck they have to eat you out, they have to taste you every time. One time they ate you out for so long they made you squirt and that just made it ten times worse because they want you to do that every time now.

When they finally fuck you, they make you bounce on their dick with your tongue sticking out so all your spit trails down into their mouth. Very big fan of spit play, their kisses are sooo sloppy and messy.

They like it when you cry from how good it feels, from the overstimulation. They lick up your tears and carry on overstimulating your oversensitive body. Making your pussy cry and then slurping that up too.

They even absorb the sweat from your body during after sex cuddles.

They consume parts of you and their hunger has definitely started to influence you as well. You want to consume them like they consume you.

You insist on sucking their slimy dick and swallowing every drop of their cum, you whine when their cum drips out of you and make them cockwarm you longer to keep it in. You initiate the sloppy kisses, sucking their tongue and licking into their mouth swallowing as much of them as you can. You hold their soft, jelly-like body close to you like you're trying to absorb them into your skin.

You're just consumed by each other <3

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[clairewritesfanfics]

Marks of the harem when you become a giant

Author's note: I was watching Totally Spies and there is this one episode called “Attack of the 50 Foot Mandy” where a girl named Mandy becomes mega-sized.

Content Warnings: mention of vore, the marks are pervs

Imagine if the GDA scientists’ enlarganator worked a little too well on chibi Reader.

A lot of inner masochists begin to surface.

No Goggles wastes no time and asks, “Can you put me in your mouth?” 

Sinister elbows him out of the way and sends him flying into a nearby building. You joke that he really does look like an angry little bee now. He huffs but lets you rub his head with your index finger.

Prisoner feels relieved because now he doesn’t have to worry about accidentally stepping on you. You call him cute and say that he looks like a dumpling from where you’re standing. 

Omni-Mark demands the scientists to fix this, trying hard to hide his arousal.

Shiesty is wigging out. First chibi, now Godzilla-sized? If you swallow him whole he can actually die happy.

Target and Viltrumite are frozen. The overwhelming sight of you towering over them has awoken something in these Marks.

Main Mark, Flaxan and Full Mask are working hard to cover you with billboards and whatever extra extra large pieces of fabric they can. They know what everyone is thinking, what a lot of degenerates want a peek, but they can barely tolerate sharing you with each other so there is no way they’ll let the world see you.

It’s the same for Maskless, Mohawk and Head Cap, but they’ll be destroying cameras and shooing away any perverts (like they're not the biggest ones).

Disclaimer: The image used in this post does not belong to writerclaire. It was lifted from: https://gamerant.com/invincible-all-alternate-dimension-invincibles-fates/

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[transformers-spike]

Random!Blitzwing vore, but it's actually a glorified cunnilingus. Yes you gotta put this on the internet for everyone to see

Idk what to say. I personally don't do vore, but I know for a fact Blitzwing's random personality is into that (even if he doesn't know what it is) So here. Come get your mush

Inside the mines you were exploring just a minute ago, you shoot Blitzwing an exasperated glare as he brings you to his eye level. The face before you is a horror movie amalgamation of shadow creature and Tumblr Sexyman, razor sharp teeth cocked into a smile. “Can’t you just let me go?” you say, having experienced the same situation for the third time this week. Nothing has been clearly established yet, but considering the many occasions he’s fingerbanged you, you’re sure your fragile human self must mean something to the giant killing machine. Admittedly, judging by the overexcited grin he’s giving you, things are bound to get weird unless his other faces intervene. He tilts his head at you like a hungry tiger observing the mouse he just caught.

“Now why would I do that?” he asks, accent thick and clear. You have to remind yourself it’s because there’s something wrong with his translator, not that he’s a giant robot built by German officials to destroy Detroit and all its inhabitants as payback for the Second World War.

You point at the metal behemoth approaching through the mine’s entrance, far enough for you to look like a spec in Blitzwing’s hand, and you wonder for a moment if it’s safer for Blitzwing to splatter you against the wall or wait until his pal gets his two massive claws on you. In a moment of pure, unperturbed genius, Blitzwing flings you into his mouth like a kid chucking a bubblegum ball.

Whirling in the air doing a full, dizzying 360, you land face first against a squishy metal mass you assume to be his tongue. It’s too dark to see anything, the kind of pitch blackness only present in underground caverns. So, you do the right thing and fish out the flashlight you brought specifically to explore the mine before your giant robot bitch plucked you from the ground. Flicking it on, you realize this could very well be a cave if it wasn’t for the stench of motor oil and exhaustion fluid prying your nostrils open. You wheeze and sputter, burying your nose in your sleeve as your teary eyes try to make sense of the other two paths perpendicular to your own, separated by a huge dark gullet at the center, deeper than the Mariana Trench. It’s then it actually hits you; “Oh shit, I forgot about the other two heads.”

Then the tongue below you starts to squirm like a worm being plucked out of the dirt.

You fall back on your ass and push yourself as far away from that thing as humanly possible, up until your shoulders hit the back of his teeth. There’s a commotion outside, and try as you might, you can’t catch his attention by banging against the inside of his mouth while yelling “GET ME OUT OF HERE I DON’T WANT TO GET PROBED BY YOUR TENTACLE TONGUE!”

The lack of an answer leaves you vulnerable to the apparatus rubbing up against your legs. You snap them shut as hard as you can, but you’ve clearly underestimated its alien determination. With an impressive if not outright criminal prehensility, it slips into your pants. Hentai flashbacks fill your mind with a giant DANGER sign pulsing bright red. You try to kick it away and conceal the arousal, leaving you especially hot in the desert that is his mouth – humiliation growing as your attempts falter and you spread your thighs just a bit to let it slip down to your entrance.

You’re going to tear Blitzwing piece by piece with your bare hands once you get out of here, but for now you can only squeeze your eyes shut and whimper as it enters you over and over again, fully aware of the embarrassing wetness having built up when he first caught you sneaking around the place. You throw your head back and groan, forgoing any form of dignity as you fuck yourself with his tongue, meeting every movement of his with jubilation.

As the noises die down behind you, you drill through your second rock bottom by taking off your pants and underwear. You tuck them under your arms like the world’s saddest security blanket and bite your lip as the tongue drags across your stomach and back to your crotch before slipping back in for just a second…

Before Blitzwing’s mouth opens up and he pulls you out. Dripping with your own fluids, the expression of shock on your face is replaced with one of righteous fury – then shame – then fury again.

“You…” you falter, red in the face, “you fucking degenerate.”

[sinfulforrest]

Full of many thoughts tonight...I wanna make a yandere oc that's essentially a building-like entity that wants you and will do anything to keep you within it...the structure of it is fleshy and full of gore, but uncanny blends of normal arcitrcture seamlessly meld into the living tissue to make a strange hellscape that you can't escape from.

It creates an 'ideal' human form to take in order to interact with you, to take care of you, to love and nurture you and your fragile human body. This shell can't leave from the depths of whatever the hell you're trapped in as it gets too weak away from its body otherwise, so it goes above and beyond with keeping you under its surveillance and care.

It'd feed you prey that it drags in, or pieces of its own flesh that the shell lovingly carves away from the walls with tears in its eyes, smiling unnaturally as it forces the raw flesh into your mouth. Loving you is so painful, but in a beautiful way; it doesn't know how to put the feeling into words yet, but it hopes that one day it can explain it to you.

It loves being able to surround you completely and nurture you within it, often times using its shell to force place you within a fleshy patch so it can wrap its slick tendrils around you and spend some quality time with you...the more you struggle and thrash against its love, the more that you sink into the suffocating flesh and the tighter its tentacles secure you into your rightful place. You will rest and lay with it.

The shell often becomes unstable, not being able to hold a human form for a little while as it experiences intense emotions towards you, being reduced to a shambling mess of flesh and bone that constantly reaches for you with malformed, sinewy limbs whilst it constantly whispers your name over, and over. Even when you cover your ears, its voice penetrates your thoughts and chips away at your sanity over time, becoming more relaxing and soothing as it whispers its never-ending confessions of love to your very soul.

(More Home posts can be found on its masterlist!)

[muletia]

I’m sorry but every time I read your posts I forget about mass displacement and assume the bots are at full size, trying not to chuckle at the idea of Opti begging you to fill him up until you can’t fit anymore in while he’s still bigger than a house when sitting down and his valve is so big you can just crawl in there like a sleeping bag and still have room to sit up

THIS IS STILL SUPER HOT TO ME IDC IDCCCC

No, but ironically, I think about spelunking in bot's valves often (💀). Or just how our micro tongues would be perfect for teasing their macro valves with little kitten licks until they get too impatient and finally mass displace mmmmm yummers

Shout out to the g/t tf x reader community, y'all carry this fandom on your brave and fearless shoulders 🫡

[michaela-o]

AH IM NOT DEAD GUYS- Nah srsly i apologize for dissapearing but i was having some fun time over at Temple of Primus server !!

Here is some g/t content with Pharma having fun time with his lil' female human🙇‍♀️❤️

[waxingwinchester]

giant!sam wichester who’s already unusually tall for his species, but he’s the personification of big and scary-looking on the outside and secretly just nervous and nice. and tiny!reader who’s one of the smaller ones of their species, making the divide between them even bigger

[clairewritesfanfics]

I feel like Sinster or Lenseless would understand the desire to cut them open to see what makes them work like they do the most. In fact think the two of them would find it flattering both for different reasons.

Mini Theater

"I think about cutting you open sometimes," MC admit, voice calm, almost clinical. "Not to hurt you but just to understand. To see what makes you work. I wonder how much anesthesia it would take to keep you under, and then that thought only makes me more curious. Which I know is rather messed up."

Sinster shrugs, thoughtful before looking back. "That’s fair. I’ve thought about eating parts of you before—feeding you parts of me too. That way we’d literally be part of each other. But I’d rather die than hurt you, so... no go. Still, if you ever decide to are gonna cut me open all you have to do is ask. But if do, could you take something out so I feed you something? Maybe a piece of my liver? People eat that all the time. I bet there's a recipe to make it nice."

Lenseless just laughs—loud, delighted, eyes too wide. "Anesthesia? Who said I’d need that? When are we doing this? I’ll clear my schedule. Honestly babe, I can’t wait."

I've always adored using cannibalism to express love (ahem, Sukuna).

I feel like a Mark (any of them) would have the mindset of "even though I can't have all of you, you will always have me" so they happily offer themselves to you on a silver platter.

(Also, love your mini theatre!)

[pricetagged]

Please pretty please if someone wants to give me a Christmas gift I request one (1) of the following 💖 dark, mdni, implied dubcon/noncon.

Yulecat Gaz. He's a sinister, toothsome predator. A solstice spirit with just a touch of malice. He's smiling, of course, and so sorry, love - You've broken a rule that you didn't know exists, but ignorance does not grant pardon. And it's a death sentence. He should eat you right up, tear into the soft arch of your neck (gristle and blood and teeth) and suck at the marrow.

Except-

Except now that he's circling you, something slithers into his mind. He's a cat batting at a trembling mouse (cowering, timorous beastie) and it's just delicious. Lapping at your tears. Toying with you, letting you chase at hope before he snaps his teeth. Closes the cage.

You pay the toll in flesh, but not as first intended. Let him paw at you, lave his tongue along your spit-slick flesh until you're raw and aching.

It's mercy and it's punishment. He makes you thank him for his kindness; give offering to this benevolent creature of chaos and hunger. You spell out your gratitude (bitter, sour, desperate) letter by letter on your knees before him, claws nails and too-strong fingers keeping you in place (strong enough to dig in and rend you to pulp).

He coos at you as he wipes your tears, nails catching and drawing crimson as they follow the lacrimal tributaries cooling on your cheeks. Salt and iron dripping down, heady and fuck-

He's trembling more than you. Coiled tight from the strain of stifling his strength. It itches at his gums, his fingertips. Bite, rend, lacerate.

But that would be an ephemeral pleasure; a transient taste, all hot spray and cooling chunks. The thought is anathema. A malediction (isn't that funny, face stretching into a trenchant grin).

You're a meal he wants to savour.

_____________

In this universe I will also take one (1) hulking, mean krampus Simon; one (1) chaotic solstice spirit/Jack Frost Johnny; and one (1) disciplinarian "Santa" Price (they all work for him; he's the architect).

[storm-angel989]

haii:33 i really liked the val x wife fanfic it was SOOOO good omgg!!! Could i request some smut for val x his wife>_< possibly soft sex?

Hi there,

I don’t know why this idea buzzed into my brain- but how about a kink session gone wrong? Trigger warning: sex, kink exploring (object vore- it seemed the easiest go make go wrong), and Valentino going super soft. 

<3 Mandy

Normally, I loved Valentino’s hands on me.

The warmth of his body pressed against mine. His fingertips as they slowly caressed my chest. The soft kisses of his lips against mine and the feel of him pushing inside of me.

Unfortunately, tonight wasn’t ending like one of those nights. 

“Val, I’m fine,” I told him for the fifteenth time. 

Unsatisfied, he pressed his fingers to my neck and glanced at the clock. I let out a slow exhale and involuntarily winced.

His eyes raked over me and his hand pressed lightly against my stomach. I winced as he pressed harder, as if trying to feel the different parts of my belly. 

“You told me they passed,” he said with a frown. “Get up. We’re going downstairs.” 

I opened my mouth to protest, but the look on his face made me think better of it. Slowly, I sat up and his hand slid down behind my back as he helped me to my feet. The cramping in my stomach startled me and I gripped him tightly. For the first time since this entire thing began, fear wrapped around my heart. 

Normally, I wasn’t allowed in Valentino’s studio. Let alone on the stage. But we were exploring our potential kinks, and there was no place more stocked than his studio. As the overlord of lust and depravity, he quite literally wrote the book.

“Object vore,” I read aloud as I laid on the bed. “Let’s try that one tonight.”

“Mm, you sure?” He had asked as he walked over to me. He sat down next to me and ran his hand down my leg. “I already know I like to be in the dominant position for that kink. That makes you the submissive one.”

I bit back a moan. “What is object vore? Tell me about it before I agree to it.”

He leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. “At the base, its easy enough. You swallow non edible objects on my command until your tummy is nice and full. And then, I fuck you. You get off on the dominance I assert as I guide you to slide each and every little toy down your pretty little throat, and the weight in your belly.” His fingers slid between my legs and I spread them without hesitation. “I get off on being the dominant one, your obedience and of course, watching your tummy grow under my command.” 

I bit back a moan. Valentino had a way of making everything sound incredibly sexy, even if it wasn’t something I was into, I was willing to try it at least once by the time he was done talking. 

“Isn’t it dangerous?” I asked.

He gave me a soft smile and slowly pulled his hand from between my legs. “No more dangerous than any other kink we explore. Much like inflation, I simply insist on being sure whatever we put in your body comes out.” He leaned in and kissed me softly.

That much I knew he meant. Unlike his employees, who were sidelined to other managers and the medical clinic to ensure their health after shoots, as his wife I had the privilege of the privacy that came with that position. No one other than Valentino, or occasionally the doctor,  saw me in such a vulnerable position and I had quickly come to learn that sometimes that meant getting over any embarrassing bodily functions. 

And so I agreed. And to his credit, he was right. The weight in my stomach felt amazing, and the movement with each thrust of his cock was like nothing I had ever experienced. Towards the end, he leaned over me, his cock burried inside of me. I watched as he pulled one of his many rings off his finger and pressed it to my lips.

“Open, ninita,” he ordered darkly. 

I obeyed and he placed the ring on my tongue. He ran his thumb under my chin.

“Close.” 

I obeyed. A smirk played across his face. Valentino relished in dominance and obedience, and I did too. I could feel my heart beating quicker, the anticipation, the rush. 

“Swallow.”

I did and he pressed his lips to my mouth as his hips pumped against mine, his tongue ensuring his orders were carried out. Hours later, we were both spent, tired and snuggled up against each other as we tried to catch our breaths. His hand pressed against my hard stomach and he rubbed my belly gently.

“Let’s get an x-ray, see how many are in that tummy of yours,” he told me. “The nurse will give you some medication to help everything pass, but they should be out in a few days.” He kissed the top of my head. “These toys are like marbles- easy enough to pass and flushable. I doubt you’ll have any lasting effects.”

At his insistence, we crawled out of bed. The doctor took an x-ray of my belly and I squirmed as I looked at the film showcasing the hundreds of small round objects filling my belly. Valentino kept his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. 

“Any stomach pain, you need to tell me,” he said firmly as he handed me a cup of white liquid. “And if they haven’t passed by tomorrow afternoon, we’re coming back for another x-ray. See where everything is.” 

I swallowed the chalky tasting drink and grimaced at the bubbling in my tummy. As soon it was gone, he lifted me up and I snuggled against him as he carried me to our bedroom. The next morning, he handed me another cup of the chalky white liquid but allowed me to have my bathroom privacy. 

“Well?” He asked when I came out. 

I shrugged. “My tummy doesn’t hurt and it looked like most of them are out.”

“Good, I doubt you’ll need another x-ray then,” he replied with a kiss on my forehead. “That’s my good girl.”

The day went by as usual. As did the next. It was the third day I woke up with a belly ache. Nausea. I assumed I was coming down with something and ignored the aching in my tummy. When Valentino came home from work that evening, he wrapped his arms around me and I yelped. 

That led us to where we were now. His hand in mine as he dragged me back to the studio.

“You should have said something as soon as you didn’t feel good,” he said sharply as we walked through his studio. “Bebita, part of exploring our kinks is being responsible and taking care of our bodies. Oh, and trust. I trusted you to be honest with me about…”

“Val, I think I just have a bug,” I protested as he pushed the door to the nurses office open. “And I was honest, they came out.”

He glanced back at me. “The ring did too?”

At that I went quiet. He sighed and pulled me inside. 

One x-ray later, I laid on the bed in a hospital gown as the doctor listened to my belly for what felt like forever. Valentino watched, a mixture of anxiety and frustration on his face. I reached out and took his hand and he gently squeezed it back. Finally, the doctor pulled away and stepped out to go get the films. 

“Are you okay, Val?” I asked as I pulled down my gown. 

He looked at me. “Me? I’m not the one with a gut full of what are basically marbles.”

I rolled my eyes, “Val, I doubt there are that many, if any, left in my tummy. I really think its just a bug. Why do you look so scared?”

He bristled and for a moment, I thought he was going to deny it. Instead, he sighed and sat on the bed next to me.

“In my line of work, I know the follow up, but I don’t do any of the follow up. The people who perform these kinks, sure I care- but from a monetary standpoint. You’re my wife, and I love you. And I hate the idea that something we did in the bedroom hurt you.” 

“Val, other than this, the whole thing was kind of hot,” I said as I pushed myself up. “I don’t regret it.”

He was quiet for a moment. And then he sighed. “I don’t like seeing you in a hospital bed,” he said as he squeezed my hand. “I couldn’t give less of a fuck about anyone else, but you? I love you too much to see you hurt.”

At that moment, the doctor walked in and I watched as he clipped up the x-ray to the lit board. 

“Good news is you don’t appear to have a blockage,” the doctor began. “However, I would guess your belly ache comes from this foreign object in your stomach.”

I felt myself flush, “Val, that looks like your ring.” 

Valentino didn’t answer. For the first time in our relationship, he looked pale. He gripped my hand and leaned over, kissing my forehead. 

“Other than that, your digestive tract is clear. I’d like to do an endoscopy just to be on the safe side,” the doctor continued. “Mr. Valentino, are you in agreement?”

Valentino looked down at me, concern sprawled over his features. “Bebita, I’m so sorry. The doctor will put you to sleep, slide a tube down your throat and take the ring out. And then we’re never, ever risking…”

“Doc, could you give us a moment?” I asked. 

He nodded and as soon as the door closed, I reached my arms up around Valentino’s neck and pulled him to me. 

“Stop apologizing,” I told him as I buried my face into him. “I consented. I agreed. I could have used our safeword at any time. Sex comes with risks, right?”

“I never wanted you to get hurt,” he replied quietly as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Val, I could get a toy stuck somewhere. Or you could. We use toys, it happens,” I said as I laid my head on his chest. “So what? They put a tube down my throat, take it out, and next time we know not to put a ring in my tummy. No matter how sexy it sounds when you order me to.”

That elicited a soft chuckle. He kissed the top of my head and pressed his forehead to mine.

“I love you. More than I have loved anyone else in my life,” he said softly. “And I hate that I hurt you.”

“You didn’t hurt me. We’re in this together, right Val? And I love you,” I replied as lightly as I could. “So let’s get this thing out of my tummy so I can get back to loving you. There is a whole book of stuff we haven’t even started to explore.”

He kissed me again and stood up. “Alright baby. I’ll go tell the doctor you’re consenting to the endoscopy. Your throat will be sore after, but it should be over fairly quickly.”

“You’ll be here the whole time?” I asked.

He gave me a soft smile. “Of course. Wouldn’t be anywhere else, mi amore.” 

Several hours and one aching throat later, I was sleepily snuggled against Valentino in our own bedroom. I shifted my weight and reached for his hand, entwining my fingers in his.

“At least the doc gave you your ring back,” I said horsley as I admired the stone on his finger. 

He rolled his eyes, “of course he did. It’s my property. And besides…it will serve as a reminder.” He adjusted himself so that I laid on top of his chest. 

I felt his arm curl around my waist as I made myself comfortable against his body. He reached over to the bedside and pulled over a cup of ice chips. Reluctantly, I took one and stuck it in my mouth. 

“Reminder of what?” I asked softly once the ice chip had melted and my throat was comfortable enough to speak. 

“Stop talking. And a reminder to be more careful next time. At least when it comes to you,” he replied as he kissed the top of my head. “After all. You’re the only one I love. Now…” his voice dropped ever so slightly. “Go to sleep, bebita princessa. That’s an order.”

I squirmed but closed my eyes, allowing the steady beating of his heart to fill my ears. After all, obedience was definitely a kink I could get behind. At least, when the orders came directly from Valentino.

[sinfulforrest]

some Home thoughts because I'm feeling for that weird fleshball!! Some are fluffy, some are more smutty.

More Home writing can be found here :3

SFW

♡ Home loves being very close to you, and is surprisingly handsy and clingy. It loves snuggling up behind you and holding you whether you're up and about or trying to rest. It's big on handholding too, and loves watching the movements of your fingers as they intertwine with its own limbs.

♡ When it feels content, it emits a deep rumbling noise, almost like a cat's purr. Its shell will shiver and tremble with excitement at points, and the fleshy walls that make up the true form of Home that you both reside in will pulse and throb with affection as well. Gets a little embarrassed by the purring, but it instantly melts away when it sees you smiling at it fondly.

♡ Sometimes it gets a little too excited though, and its back will split open! It's nothing to be scared about though; the thin tentacles and tongues and tendrils that emerge from the cavity lovingly wrap themselves around any part of your body that they can reach. It loves being able to delicately touch such a small being like yourself in this shell that it made.

♡ It loves having its hair petted and played with, and it made its shell with long hair in order for you to fuss over it! It would adore you if you did its hair for it, gently brushing through its soft locks would make Home relax and lean into your touch.

♡ As it doesn't have proper lips, Home is a bit frustrated that it can't properly kiss you. It often nuzzles the top of your head as its way of giving you a kiss, or will gently take your palm and hold it up to their exposed teeth.

♡ Home loves observing you, both when it's in the shell and when it chooses to occupy its true form. When in its shell, Home is endlessly fascinated by all the little unique parts of your body that make you...you. Within its endlessly expanding fleshscape that's constantly shifting, it loves how you remain the same under its tender care, and will constantly tell you small little features of yours that it becomes smitten with.

NSFW

♡ Home is a pretty gentle lover, all things considered. It's very clueless about romance and love, being an eldritch monster and all (that also isn't used to being in a miniscule shell of a human!) so every sexual experience with you is a learning opportunity to understand your bodies even more.

♡ Prefers slow, passionate sex with you. The sensations are so alien to Home, but it just simply adores burying itself into you and filling you up. It's very observant though, and will learn rather quickly what gets you going or turns you off.

♡ Home got rather flustered when designing its shell so it never put proper genitalia onto it; in its place, however, is a pretty fat and meaty tentacle. It secretes lubricant so it can enter you more easily, and it can freely move it as well. It's pretty textured in different places, and Home likes it when it can make you come undone on it.

♡ It loves to pleasure you orally and can't get enough of how you taste on its tongue. Home can unhinge its mouth to an abnormal degree, so expect it to look as though it's consuming your entire lower region as it pleasures you with its ever-hungry tongue.

♡ If you give it consent, Home will use the hypnotic bulbs on its torso to lull you into a semi-conscious state whilst it fucks you. Home loves the difference in sensations within your body when you're like this. It also feels like it can be slightly rougher with you when you're under its compulsion, and will often set a pretty punishing pace if it gets too lost in those good feelings.

♡ Home will often use its tentacles to pleasure you as well, teasing you with them until it drives you mad. It can change the look and feel of these tentacles at will, and can make them have a variety of different functions to help reduce you to a fucked out state. Would absolutely have a tentacle in every single one of your holes if you wanted it.

♡ Sometimes it hoists you up against the fleshy walls but lets you sink into the flesh as it fucks you. You don't need to worry about getting truly consumed by Home as the flesh holds you firmly in place and will instantly cease its grip if you ask Home. Home wouldn't admit it, but it likes how helpless and at its mercy you are in this position.

♡ On occasion Home's gotten so lost in the moment that when it climaxes, it often releases a clutch of non-fertilised eggs deep into you. It gets pretty turned on seeing your stomach swell full of the eggs, and will often keep its tentacle inside you and feel up your stomach as you lay there panting in each others embrace. Wishes that it could work up the courage to truly impregnate you, but worried that it could end up hurting you or affecting your purity.

♡ Huge on aftercare though. Absolutely loves doting on you after the two of you finish making love, in its weird Home way. It always ends the same way though- with the two of you tangled up together as you hold each other closely, listening to the steady pulse of yourself and Home's true form.

(More Home posts can be found on its masterlist!)

[blood-smiles]

"The use for them is for him to easily unhinge his jaw and devour people." ashdgsja VORE????? jokes aside, thats lk really hot, ngl... heh....

This is my first vore allegation. HAVE I JOINED THE LEAGUE???

He does have to feed EVENTUALLY, he literally eats people you like to try and consume those traits you find so attractive, it’s kinda romantic in a twisted way.

I mean. Angelo would neva EVA let you see him unhinge his jaw, it’s like a mess of sharp teeth and an extremely long tongue, what do I know?? Like it’s about 4 feet long ig (STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT.) it’s a generally disturbing sight and you would probably have nightmares for 4 days straight.

He would have a mental breakdown if you hid from him because you found out that he literally devours mankind, will get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. After that, you NEVER see him unhinging his jaw EVER.

[michaela-o]

A little fan art gift of Carrion for my lovely mutual @callsign-relic !!😻❤️

I really hope you like it !🥹❤️ i had so much fun drawing him and i abolutely LOVE his design !! (I also decided to add lil of myself bc i love your mean boi so much🥹🥹)

[sober-stupid-shithead]

being nonhuman in fandom is a reaaaally weird experience, and it kinda sucks. Because I love x reader SO much and it makes me so happy, but then I just get dysphoric because its always human reader :[ Sometimes I get lucky and the reader is Cybertronian (in the case of transformers) but wow is it frustrating. And to add on top of that I'm a trans guy, so finding fics that don't make me dysphoric that way is super hard too. ugh. does anyone else have this issue? its so specific 😭

[xthe-writing-vampirex]

Hi, I don't know if you still will take requests but could you do fnaf ruin eclipse vore with borrower reader? I was thinking that reader was friends with sun and moon before the pizzaplex collapsed but was never eaten by them, and had to escape when the pizzaplex started to collapse and came back to see if they were ok. Perhaps eclipse was worried they would get hurt because of the rubble and so eats them to keep them safe. Fearplay would be nice to have but I was a bit confused with the rules in it saying that you don't do non consensual, but some of your other stories have fearplay elements, so you don't have to if your not comfortable. I really enjoy your stories and your very talented, but I know it takes time to do so take your time and make sure you take breaks if you end up doing this one!

Gonna be honest, I've been trying to write this for a literal year and am hoping my brain will finally let me. This is kinda my own take on Eclipse since I honestly can't fully get an idea of his personality from how little we see of him in the DLC. Anyway I hope you like it Anon!

FNAF Ruin Eclipse x Borrower! Reader ⚠️Vore⚠️

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You run through the now crumbling remains of what was once Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, now reduced to a crumbling ruin with broken animatronics wandering around inside. As a borrower, you'd be living in and hiding in the walls of this place for years and the sudden appearance of the sink hole was almost your death. You frantically ran towards the exit, many humans doing the same, and only just managed to get outside the building before things started to collapse. Somehow the building is still standing for the most part and now your focus is on getting back inside and finding the one animatronic you cared about, Sun and Moon.

You hadn't seen them since before the sinkhole incident and you'd been worried sick since, constantly thinking about them and desperately trying to to figure out a way to safely get back in and to the daycare. It took you almost a month to plan things out and find a way to actually get in that couldn't just crumble on top of you but now that you have absolutely nothing will stop you from getting to the daycare and finding your friend. Now all you can hope for is that they'll actually be okay.

Crawling on your hands and knees you move through what's left of some of the metal air vents around the daycare, having used them to come see both Sun and Moon many times before. The darkness you notice when you actually manage to get into the daycare tells you Moon will most likely be active, unfortunately the familiar starry ceiling the two of you usually look at while you're there with him is badly damaged and there's a random array of lights on in different places throughout the daycare. Parts of the play areas lay under large pieces of rubble, while others seem fully intact and even usable. Pushing on you use a bit of string and a fish hook to hook yourself to the rim of the open vent, letting the string fall loose and down to the floor. Carefully and slowly you make your way down the rope, all the while searching around as best you can in the dark environment for any sign of your friend.

Once your feet hit the floor you take in your surroundings, starting to walk through the rubble and make your way towards the play sets in the middle of the daycare area, every little thing towering over you at your small stature. Usually you'd just have Sun or Moon carrying you around and trying to make sure no one accidentally steps on you. Now you're honestly wishing for that again, hating feeling this vulnerable and exposed.

Suddenly, you hear a thud nearby and the loud noise causes some of the now crumbling playsets to begin to fall towards you. You let out a scream, not caring who hears you, believing this is very much it for you. Then you feel a metal hand close around you and you're moved into an oddly dark, warm environment. You open one eye after a moment, carefully scanning your surroundings for any threats. What you do see confuses you. White, dull, teeth like protrusions around you, a dark almost navy blue pillow-like object below you, and a long dark tunnel like a slide just beyond all of that. After staring at the tunnel for a moment, you notice much to your surprise that there's a sort of soft light coming from it. You're drawn to it, moving further and further in until you slide down the long tunnel in question, falling into a dark, pillowy, open space. The warm glow slightly illuminates the area, dull like an eclipse, and faint stars can be seen decorating the navy blue fabric like walls around you. You don't know where you are for a moment, until you actually stop and think for a moment. When the realization dawns on you that you have in fact just been swallowed and ended up in something's stomach you start to panic, banging on the soft walls as hard as you possibly can.

Eclipse grunts at the sensation, holding the area where his stomach would be. Originally he'd simply planned to keep you in his mouth for a moment, wanting to get you to a safe area to avoid you being almost crushed by any more falling objects, then you literally walked into his throat and slid down it like it was a literal slide. He figured it wouldn't hurt to just let you stay in there where you'd actually be safe from harm while he tries to find somewhere he can take you where you'll be safe and he can actually talk to you. After all he does remember you, he's Moon and Sun both and has their memories, at the same time though he is a bit different.

"Hey!! Let me out! Please!! I don't want to die here! I just want to find my friend, please!" You scream, actual terror in your voice while you continue to bang on the animatronics fake stomach. Eclipse flinches again at the sensation, feeling bad for having scared you like this.

"Y/N. Calm down. You're safe with me. I'm not.....I'm not who you were looking for exactly but I'm still them. Just together." He explains, causing you to pause, thankful he's actually talking at a lower volume. If he spoke any louder it would physically hurt your ears since you're right below his voice box. You don't recognize the voice at first but the cadence of it is so familiar.

"W-Wait.....Moon? Sun?" You ask nervously, hoping beyond hope that this is in fact your friend.

"In a way....yes? My name is Eclipse. I'm both of them. You're perfectly safe starlight. I'm just trying to take you somewhere you won't be in harms way when I let you out." Eclipse explains, voice gentle and melodic. It's higher pitched than Moons but a bit deeper than Suns. You can still hear the similarity though. Calming down a bit, you move away from the walls of what you assume is his 'stomach' and look up towards where his voice is coming from.

"I-I.....I-Its nice to meet you Eclipse.....I'm sorry if I hurt you.....I was really scared for a moment there." You manage, voice still shaking a bit, as you move to sit down on the soft surface below you. "You....don't have any way to digest me do you?"

"Heavens no! You're perfectly safe in there Sunshine! I'm sorry for scaring you but I promise I'll let you out as soon as we get you somewhere safe!" Eclipse says, seeming offended by even the implication that he might be able to harm you. You nod in response at first before remembering he literally can't see you.

"A-Alright.....thank you Eclipse....I'm glad I found you." You reply, grateful to know your friends are okay.

"You're welcome Starlight."

[tvnyanchan]

✦𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬✦

Hello fellow robot simps! As you probably already know, this is a request post!

I've probably read half of the MD x Reader posts in there lmao so why not add more content for people like me who frenetically search for new X reader, let's add more feels heck yeah

By the way, I'm only taking scenarios requests for now, since my level of procrastination to write oneshots is incredibly high currently :')

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☑ I WILL DO:

━ Fluff

━ Angst/comfort

━ Hurt/comfort

━ Safe! vore (depending on my mood, but I'm very picky)

冈 I WON'T DO:

━ Smut

━ NSFW

━ Anything p3d0 you get me

━ Heavy gore

━ Heavy angst

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NOTES:

━ I'm not used to write anything too romantic, most of the time it's...romantic fluff, except that the romantic part isn't really implied. For example it'll be mostly things that point out you have a deep connection for eachother.

━ Reader's gender will be unspecified unless a female/male reader is specified. THOUGH! ↓

━ I can only write Female x male reader/Male x female reader, because I don't have much experience in anything else, sorry.

━ I'm not a native English so there may be a few grammatical errors here and there (although I correct most of them)!

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! Just be aware that I'm usually busy and I don't know when I'll post the request. I'll do my best though :3

That was all, stay safe and have a good day/night <3