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[fisheito]

THE YAKUEI FANGAME

for those who don't know: there is a yakuei fangame!! for free!!! IN ENGLISH?!?!? that i am about to ramble about!! It's got great art, ForReal writing, and as much humour/😨 as NuCa itself 😊😊 also, (almost) everyone has animal traits. YE,A BOYE!!!!

The estimated playtime is 1.5hrs, but I spent 4 hrs trying to complete everything without a guide;;;;;;

Expectation: i bet it's a short visual novel! a oneshot but in game form? if the creator REALLY went hard with the gameplay, maybe they'd throw in a few choices? to unlock diff dialogue branches? an hour of content at most, probably. maybe fluff about yakuei living their everyday lives and being cute/silly together 😊

Reality: everyone in the clan is here. they are in character. their lives are all intertwined and there IS a plot. there are puzzles. multiple endings. multiple CGs. you will need to think. OOPS! EMOTIONS!! GET WRECKED!!! eiden is, as usual, in a neverending Situation and you WILL feel the effects. this is a full-ass game with mistakes lurking around every corner HOW LONG DID THIS TAKE TO MAKE??!?!?! i.e.,

Keep Reading only if you are ok with SPOILERS.

Before we even reach the title screen, content warnings pop up for: sexual implications, cannibalism, drug abuse and my immediate response is HAHAHAHA! Of course!! can't have a yakumo game without cannibalism or vore in it, amirite??? aaaaaaahhhh cLASSIC yakumo 😙😆 <- i'm having a giggle but not really thinking about it. oh, but i'll be thinking about it in approximately 3 hours. fool.

Come to think of it, I don't think this game has a Log function. If someone finds it, please share the magic keys 😥 i wish i could have read past text... i've accidentally skipped a lot of stuff... oh well. let this be a warning to my future self: USE ALL YOUR SAVE SLOTS! FREQUENTLY! EVERYWHERE!

HALF SNAKE YAKUMO! HALF SNAKE YAKUMO!! HALF SNAKE YAKUMO!!!!!!!!!! *slams my fists on the table*

having yakumo worming/trailing behind eiden is so cute i'm just gonna walk around in circles on the screen while his tail wiggles

this demon king shows up and i immediately wonder if it's the other Eiden. he has the same goofy dramatic energy. please don't kill Other You, eiden... make love, not war.......

edmond as a horse yokai is PERFECT 😭

the way i YELLED when i saw edmond appear!!!!!!!!! i thought this game was just gonna be yakuei. to have MORE characters included?!?!? AMAZING! MORE THAN I COULD ASK FOR!

i really truly wish to disturb the worker in the fields, . please. please let me disturb them

the FEAR i felt when the bartender said his cookie had alcohol in it=--!! I WAS RIGHT THERE WITH EIDEN, SLAPPING THE COOKIE OUT OF YAKUMO'S HAND. NONE FOR YOU. FORBIDDEN

eiden being respectful and constantly saying "I'm not that nosy" in other peoples' houses?? WELL I *AM*!! LET ME INNNNNNNNNNNNN

"It's empty, like my soul." 🤝 we too

looks like i managed to screenshot morb and aster ? i was probably so enamoured with morvay's roundness that i simply had to take a picture. HURRAY FOR FAMILIARS!!!! THEY'RE HERE!!!!!!! and they're bickering, like usual. these sprites are adorable. i stare at morb a while longer.

aster is EVERYONE's landlord. so powerful and cute at the same time. terrifying. i legit laughed tho because really, the writer has SYNCED UP with the nuca wavelength. plot holes? no such thing. everything is explained, but with reasons across the entire spectrum from Logical to Ridiculous 😆

BLADE AS A FLUFFY SOFT PUFFBALL 😭 AND HOW HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND DANTE'S TSUN-NESS . THEYRE SILLY TOGETHTTEHR!!!! blade dressing up as fluffy sphere is so precious… like how he would wear pajamas even though he doesn't need to sleep!!! he wants to look cute and dress up like his friends!! and have fun sleepovers together!!!!!!!!!

In retrospect, this was where i went wrong. At this point, i had ALREADY COMMITTED A GRIEVOUS ERROR. This early in the game, and i'm locked out of the true(?) ending!! WOOPS;;; I thought the game would be straightforward? HAH! Not to a tomfool such as myself!! This was the beginning of Me Making Every Possible Wrong Decision , thus extending my playtime to a time faaar longer than expected 😅. I am not a Gamer. Nor am i genre-savvy. my poor decisions have doomed me to wander through the assets for eternity, trying convoluted tactics that have no effect on the story, while not noticing the IMPORTANT stuff.

What did I do? I chose to accompany morv through the forest. "i don't want morv to be in danger! At least if eiden and yakumo are with him, there'll be less chance of him getting morvnapped!" WRONG! Morvay is perfectly capable of scouting by himself. i should have believed in him more. i shouldn't have tried to smother him with my love. this incubus is older than me, and i should have respected my elder's independence 😣😩

I do not wander deeper into the forest as a result. Straight to rei's we go. Mr. Science Bird sends me out on plant-picking duty, and I think I'm soooOOoo clever by gathering more plants+flowers than I need.

Rei says he only needs 3 of each, BUT THERE ARE MORE THAN 3 HERBS/FLOWERS IN EACH FIELD. Thus, I shall pick MORE than the minimum amount! Maybe it'll be like the Rainy Day event, where the virtualias will be the key to escaping the yokai realm...?? where every person who needs to escape , needs to have their own flower?? so if i gather up enough to save at LEAST yakumo and eiden, and maybe some others who might be trapped.......

WHY IS THERE ONE VIRTUALIA THAT I CAN'T REACH? ?!!?💢💢 (inhales deeply) it's fine. i'm sure the creators wouldn't have designed that so it would be a game breaker. besides, it's not ethical harvesting to take EVERY flower at once. i need to leave some behind so they can regenerate at a healthy rate. don't be greedy!! don't clear-cut the forests for their strange herbs/virtualia resources!!!!! (i later went back to both fields and clear-cut the forest floor of all their strange herbs/virtualia, since i was paranoid and thought i would need a pair of plants for every clan member in the game. i don't know why i thought that. i didn't even know what the plan was afterward. the numbers don't even work out!!!! i just collected EEVERYTHING I COULD REACH . IN CASE OF EMERGENCY. UNPREDICTABLE PLANT EMERGENCY)

got to pet the dog . Top tier game A+++++

I hand over the plants. Rei shoos me out. I panicked when we first finished chatting with rei because SUDDENLY, THERE WAS NO WIGGLY SERPENT BEHIND ME AND I WAS LIKE YAKUMO? YAKUMO WHERE DID YOU GO? YOU DIDN'T WANDER TOO FAR OFF, DID YOU? IF I GO INTO THE FOREST ON MY OWN, WILL EIDEN DIE? IS THIS WHERE IT ALL ENDS? YAKUMOOOOOOOOO WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU oh./ oh, there you are. HI!!!!!!! phew [yakumo and eiden have a cute lil moment by the campfire and i am relaxed, content, just chillin.]

(once again, in retrospect, i should not have been so attached to yakumo. it's good to spend time apart....)

I can't access the forest paths that I missed earlier, so I go ahead with the plot and tell Rei that the food is ready.

At the demon king's castle, i have a grand time investigating all the assets: - Discount statues - that suspicious bookcase (EVERY bookcase in this game became suspicious after I read that restaurant menu. I kept thinking kuya was going to pop out of one. That, or I had to collect 9 bookmarks from 9 separate bookshelves in order to gain the 9 Leaves of Respect kuya holds for eiden, which would somehow ensure a successful escape). - stained glass windows just like in the Nu World event - ominous clock ticking at me - that massive door that WON'T BUDGE? err.... well maybe it'll unlock after I explore the rest of the castle!

I find it a bit strange that the game would include so many clan members, but not quincy or kuya. maybe... they were too powerful to be dragged into a world like this? or they're super elusive and aren't meant to "show up" as obviously as the others??? <- delusional thinking. quincy and kuya ARE supposed to show up. skill issue.😑

So I explore the RIGHT side of the castle. um. and finally the doubts about yakumo are starting to solidify.

Audience: You're kind of slow, aren't you, Fish?

WELL!! i know that the disclaimer at the beginning said that "following yakumo's advice" would not necessarily get you the ending you desire, ., , , , so i knew that yakumo would have his own goals in mind....... but.................idk, i didn't have a reason to go against his decisions so far in the game?? he and eiden haven't been faced with a huge divisive decision so far, right???

Audience: what about "make sure to stay close to me, Mr Eiden"?

yeah.. when he said that, my instinct was to immediately split off from him in the castle but i... never got the option... 😞

anyway. i'm wandering thru the flesh maze in which i check EVERY dead end. i try to INTERACT with every dead end. idk if there are multiple rooms hiding in here. i gotta be thorough (.there were not multiple rooms in there. flesh-scouring chump.)

Only when I'm standing in the yaku-room replica do i give a SEVERE side-eye to yakumo He won't let me check the thing next to the anemones HOW DARE HE STOP ME FROM LOOKING AT SOMETHING. WHAT AR EYOU HIDING. LET ME BE NOSY. I'LL INVESTIGATE WHATEVER I WANT

what are the red anemones for, yakumo. what are they for? WHAT SECRETS ARE YOU HIDING FROM US?!?!?! HIDING THE TRUTH DOESN'T PROTECT US YOU KNOW, TELL US THE TRUUUUUUUUUUTH

After eiden TRIES😒 to investigate everything and i have a giggle at yakumo weakly yet firmly stopping eiden from talking about their roleplay mirror escapade (yakumo. it's just you and eiden in the room.are you only stopping him from speaking because you'll die of embarrassment? come on 🤣), i leave the room... i investigate the out of place knight statue in the main hall... it tells me about the hidden mirror! and i

ENDING 2/3: WHAT THE FUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ I THOUGHT WE WERE JUST HAVING A FLUFFY GOOD TIME DOING FAVOURS FOR FRIENDS AND ADMIRING EVERYONE'S ANIMAL EARS YAKUMO WHAT DID YOU DO WHERE IS EIDEN ARE WE EIDEN? IS EIDNN REAL??????????? YAKUMO SPEAK TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA

NOW BEGINS THE TIME OF RELOADING SAVES. REPEATEDLY. AND STARTING ENTIRELY NEW GAMES BECAUSE MY SAVES WERE NOT VERY ORGANISED OR PLACED AT KEY JUNCTURES.

I START COMBING THROUGH *EVERYTHING*. VISITING THE SAME BUILDINGS AFTER EVERY PLOT POINT. TALKING THROUGH THE SAME DIALOGUES AGAIN AND AGAIN. I WILL FIGURE THIS OUT.

Going through the game more carefully makes me realise how many things i missed. This... this is no joke. This game has LAYERS and GrassTheOriginator was noT PLAYING AROUND WHEN IT CAME TO THE DETAILS

FIRST OF ALL!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED LUNCH!!!! HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED LUNCH WITH YAKUMO'S BELOVED GRANDPARENTS?!?! i was positively negligent. how could i have not checked in with granma and granpa at every step of the way to make sure that they knew where we were and that they were both healthy and thriving. i cannot believe i only checked the house ONCE in my 1st playthrough. i missed out on eiden bullying yakumo + yakumo getting flustered + grandma's "youth are so lively♥ haha". HOW DARE I!!!!!

When I GET TO EXPLORE the forest paths i missed last time, Discovering the bed in the woods had me go🌲🌲 AHA!!!!!! YES! i knew something was missing from my first playthru!! i did NOT MEET EVERYONE and we all know eiden's not completely happy until we're with EVERYONE IN THE CLAN

mr quinquin hasn't made his appearance. that elusive beast. i must lure him out. for completion's, sake. for EITO'S TRUEST HAPPINESS!!!!!!!!! *RANSACKS GRANDPARENTS' HOUSE FOR SNACKS*

because i saw that ONE little tree glitter with animal essence, i started suspecting EVERY tree that looked like it

I save scummed for a while to see if approaching the ✨tree at different points would bring out kuya or something. or maybe even the tanuki. something that will help me get the good ending?

(it was probably the tapir. i forgot that the game page on itchio mentioned fanciful capriccio until i got to the true end.. so... Past Me thought kuya was jumping from tree to tree to make me chase him around)

i ended up inspecting EVERY LITTLE TREE I COULD TOUCH

yep, definitely a tree.

GET OUT HERE YOU DAMNED FOX YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I HAVENT MET YET!!! GET YOUR UGLY FACE IN HERE!!! OLD MAN!!! BESTOW UPON ME YOUR REALITY-SHATTERING WISDOM, RIGHT NOW!!!!

Quincy SAID you were lingering around. SHOW YOURSELF!!!!

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THAT GRAVESTONE IS. IN REI'S YARD…. REI, PLEASE…… THERE ARE TOO MANY SECRETS. IS IT MOM? IS IT THE REAL REI? IS IT SOME RANDOM CORPSE YOU STOLE FOR EXPERIMENTS? PLEASE!! I'M LOST IN THE WEB OF LIES

i love how every time i check rei's shelf, i see a new drug. Bone fixing juice (not a drink)? Pure liquid caffeine (maybe garu got into that…)? fox repellant??? 🤣🤣🤣 only the necessities!!

* crawling out of the dirt, bruised and bleeding, after trying slight differences here and there . to try and figure out the true ending for myself* WAIT… I HAVE ONE LAST THING I MUST TRY… THE HERBS… GIVE REI THE WEIRD LITTLE GIFTS!! THEY'RE LUCKY GIFTS, RIGHT? IT'S NOT BAD TO USE GIFTS LIKE THIS, RIGHT..?!??!?!

YEAAAASSSSSSS!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YTEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NEW PATH! NEW THING! I BROKE THROUGH! THAT'S THE LAST CLAN MEMBER YEAH! YEAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!I MIGHT BE ABLE TO MAKE IT THIS TIME!!!!!!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU STUPID OLD FOX!! YOU'RE INFURIATING IN EVERY UNIVERSE!!! IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND (or maybe i'm just bad at this game. maybe everyone else playing this diidn't spend hours Doing EVERYTHING wrong, before FINALLY doing the ONE correct thing 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) the whole "seeing kuya's expression all blurry" is such a cool image tho i'm like, of course yakumo is fighting it but kuya is stubborn and will still knock at the glass between his purple self and dream-eiden heheheehheeh ominous purple peepaw is here to insult everyone in a plot-expository manner. finally.

Just taking a moment to appreciate yokai birdy rei putting yakumo through the lab assistant wringer. :) destroy him, sweetie.

.approaching yakumo at the campfire afterward. WAIT NO I COULDNT RESIST AND I MADE ANOTHER BAD DECISION BECAUSE OF THE COMPLETIONIST'S URGE

"don't tell hiim", i told myself. if you tell him, that alerts him to kuya's presence, and your new knowledge,, and he's going to DOUBLE DOWN on keeping you captive and i've only gotten 1 ending despite all my random tinkering so I BET YOU THAT THIS IS WHERE THE LAST TWO ENDINGS SPLIT

Brain: DUDE DO NOT TELL HIM Me: But yakumo keeps saying "Please feel free to tell me if anything is bothering you, Mr Eiden." So why wouldn't Mr Eiden tell him about what is bothering him? :< Brain: YOU'RE GONNA BE SO PISSED OFF Me: [tells yakumo anyway] …….timeskip…………. -> yakumo going "i didn't want to do this to you" Me: SAVE FILE????NOW???????!😨 -> ENDING!!! GET EATEN, IDIOT

Me: 😶 Brain: what did i tell you. i told you not to tell him. AND LOOK WHERE THAT GOT YOU. YOU FOUND OUT WHWERE THE CANNIBALISM CONTENT WARNING CAME FROM, BECAUSE YOU CANNOT RESIST MAKING STUPID DECISIONS Me: but but but isn't it good to keep the line of communication open? how is it a healthy relationship if eiden keeps secrets from yakumo? wouldn't it be more progressive to tell him the truth of seeing kuya, so he can have time to contemplate his actions-- Brain: YOU IDIOT!! YAKUMO IS NOT IN HIS SANE MIND NOW. OPEN COMMUNICATION IS NOT THE SITUATIONALLY APPROPRIATE MOVE. HE'S BEEN KEEPING THIS WHOLE WORLD'S TRUTH A SECRET FROM YOU,, RIGHT??? SO YOU CAN KEEP A SECRET. SHUT UR M OUTH. Reload your save and pick the right answer for once in your life, PLEASE Me: 😔 ….. ………… ok but what if i DON'T reload from the decision of whether or not to share kuya's presence with yakumo……. AND I JUST RUN FROM HIM *NOW*? THERE HAS TO BE A REASON THERE'S A SAVE POINT THERE, RIGHT? if escape was impossible, they wouldn't give you a checkpoint like that, RIGHT??

Audience: you.. you didn't think about running at ALL? Me: Nope Audience: what, so you just let him get you? Me: Yep. Just stood there. I figured my decisions already sealed my fate. The cutscene was just playing out. Audience: After a save point. Me: Yes, after a save point. Audience: Have you... ever played games like this before? the little adventure rpgs with pixel art? Me: No, but i've seen people play things like Ib and Ao Oni Audience: you need to run- Me: right... you DID need to run in those games Audience: after strategic save points. because there's a chance you might want to RETRY that sequence Me: OH..... Audience: ,if you didn't just. stand perfectly still Me: ... i may have zero survival instincts. please be patient. 😂

Brain: OMFG WHY MUST YOU INSIST ON-- Me: I SWEAR I SWEAR!!!!! I JUST WANNA SEE WHAT HAPPENS. IT PROBABLY WONT CHANGE ANYTHING MAYBE. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH RUN TO THE YAKUROOM WE HAVE THE PATH MEMORISED SINCE WE'VE GONE THROUGH IT SO MANY TIMESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

actually. this chase reminds me of something. you remember back on DIK Island and eiden is chasing dante on the beach and if you're foolishly optimistic enough, you can pretend they're surrounded by shoujo bubbles and flowers while they giggle and prance along the shore but reality hits and it's full of claws yeah. Eiden dreaming of a flowery situation while ACTUALLY dealing with something ... a little less peaceful. there's no end to eiden's troubles, huh.

ok. back to it. let's see what's in the yakuroom... ]reads the new description for the anemones[

[hisses in a breath] yikes….///////////.😬 not the "anticipation" yakumo lied about…. uhm, uh,..... maybe i accidentally made it onto the true ending path. maybe it WASn"T about lying to yakumo at the campfire Brain: I am so fed up with you Me: 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 WAIT!!! NOW I'M IN THE ROOM ALONE!! TIME TO READ HIS DIARY AND GO THROUGH ALL THE STUFF HE DIDN'T WANT ME TO CHECK YEAAAAAAAAAAA Brain: all this hiding stuff ,,, feels like... being held captive in an unhealthy relationship, bro Me: you're a bit behind the plotline dude we just narrowly avoided getting devoured like pull-apart bread Brain: fair enough. carry on.

oh…. yakumo…………. baby………………………..😫😢😭😭😭…………………… eiden was so right… indulgence is NOT necessarily the best step… urrgh,, eiden you are so cool and emotionally smart and skilled and i'm so glad you can navigate these messy social waters better than i ever could..!! especially when so much is at stake 😨

wait. why is there a flesh maze in the first place? Audience: it's yakumo's braaaaaaaaain and what are the weird holes?? Audience: yakumo's brain on DRUGS!!!!! we're running around in yakumo's brain on drugs, full of dead ends. Got it!

then we're talking to yakumo in the shifting void: my expression the entire time is EYES BulGING. FACE FROZEN. MOUTH IS :| I AM SO STRESSED

gets reset

SUNUVA ABITCHUOIGFHFHFHFFIEOFDSRDFKOWAPESOI I ANSWERED WRONG, DIDN'T I I DIDN'T MATCH THE RIGHT NAME TO THE RIGHT ACTIVITY i"M GONA FEAUISRHGOIEFRIEOSGPAWEFISPIPDKAESEPFESFAFPGO 8CRAKCS OPEN YAKUMO'S DIARY we're MEMORISING THIS WE ARE EMBEDDING IT INTO OUR LONG TERM MEMORY. LET'S GO COME ON! WE WILL DO THSI!!!!!!!!!!!

Brain: Wait. How did you answer the clan member section wrong Me: um. i. well, i just based it off memory. i didn't think the number of blank spaces meant anything….. Brain: dude. the number of blank spaces SPELL OUT THE NAME OF THE CORRECT PERSON, SO MAYBE THEY MATTER. Me: oh. uhhhh. ahahahaha. well. it's 2AM. we've been at this for a while. i don't think i'm picking up on obvious clues anymore. um...not that i was picking up on them earlier either….. Brain: facepalm faceslap deskpalmdeskface sigH

oh. OH!! ok, so!! trying it again!! eiden moves closer with every right answer, right?! yeah! so! we might be able to reach yakumo if we-- AH SHITE HE DIDN'T MOVE FORWARD FOR THAT ONE

gets reset

OH COME ON!!!!!! YAKUMO!!!!!!! YOUR LOVE IS WAY TOO INTENSE YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE I'M GETTING DELIRIOUS FROM EXHAUSTION I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS <- will continue doing this until I GET THE ULTIMATE HAPPY ENDING FOR THESE TWO. DON'T CARE IF MY EYES DRY OUT. WE HAVE TO DO THIS TONIGHT

reloads last save YAKUMOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [YELLING INTO THE VOID]]] YAKUMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PSPSPSPSPSPSSPSPSPSPSSS COME HERE SAD SNAKEY THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM! I"LL GET YOU THIS TIME, YOU ACCURSED OVERBEARING SNAKE

i wonder what happened when eiden locked himself in yakumo's room. did that door slamming in yakumo's face wake him up a little? did yakumo regain a bit of sense, like, "OH NO MR EIDEN DOESN'T WANT TO SEE ME... I'VE SCREWED UP..." because i feel like if he really wanted to, he could... idk, phase thru the door or just break it down or something but he didnt

so, does that mean he still respects eiden's agency in that sense? did he immediately deflate when he lost direct sight of eiden? ? ? like one of those predators in a trance where if you remove the target from their sight they just kinda... flop like fhlkjlbbvvvbvrnrmbrbr.

did yakumo immediately start crying and sulking and wallowing like "ohhhhh i'm so horrible how could i have thought of hurting mr eiden i can't believe i was about to vore him i'm so hopeless and terrible and i've screwed it all up and --- etc.etc."

and curled up into a ball and that's where we find him in the void later? he slinks off to some one dead end of the flesh maze and stews in his silent sadness until eiden emerges from the room and finds him...🤔? and tries to talk to him..? oh please oh please let eiden reach yakumo this time ----

Yakumo: Mr. Eiden--

[I IMMEDIATLEY START SCREAMING IN MANIC EXCITEMENT] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA BEAT THE LOOP, BAYBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE WOKE UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA bashing my head repeatedly on my desk at6 the pretty picture AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :'3 and now i'm smiling… oh…. my heart… they're going to be ok…. yakumo is going to heal…. …… WAIT DID I EVER GET AN OFFICIAL ENDING #3? IS THERE STILL ANOTEHR ENDING?! I HAVE TO GO BACK IN

Brain: you NEED TO GO TO SLEEP

Me: I DON'T NEED SLEEP I NEED YAKUEI ANSWERS goes into an old save ok. what if THIS TIME i DON'T tell yakumo about kuya? ….. ………. OH THE HALLWAY WON'T EVEN LET ME IN. OK 😫 ALRIGHT SO THAT'S NOT AN ENDING BRANCH. but. BUT! THAT MEANS I WAS RIGHT ! Mr Eiden SHOULD feel free to tell yakumo what's bothering him! HAHAHAAH!!!! ONE CORRECT DECISION MADE !!! SUCCESS!!!!! Brain: you could have reloaded a save file where you did something ELSE wrong, you know. it's not like you're actually keeping track of which-- Me: YYou know what. i'm satisfied. i got the good ending after evENTUALLY figuring things out! i played the game!! i did it !!! i can finally check the guide and see what i actually missed. aahhh. what a feeling of accomplishment. my eyes are indeed dry and burning. I REGRET NOTHING!!! I have felt many emotions tonight and i will not forget this Experience…

reads the guide omg i gotta go back in the game and find the extra content THIS IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP

The first time i tried pulling rei out, i felt so bad that i never tried again because why would i want to hurt rei?? the game dialogue actually changed to include his broken bones, so that means i did substantial damage. rei is delicate!! he doesn't like pain! i will treat him gently!!!!!

If you DON'T treat him gently... Does dream rei get so fed up with Eiden's actions that he slams a book on yakumo's head and ends it all? he's like: no more. no more of this stupid dream pain. you have both found the end of my patience. [BOSS BATTLE CHIME, GAME OVER]

But the guide tells me something happens if i try 5 times. so. [does it]

i was laughuing so hard at the "well, now he's got more broken bones" BUT THEN HE ACTUALLY DIED I OH MY GOD REI I AM SO SO RYRRE SORYRR AHHHH NO I MEAN well, i . what did i think trying to . . . how many bones did i break. what a way to go. under a bookcase because a couple idiots were incapable of learning from their actions (me. I'm the couple idiots). oh… REI I'M LAUGHING BUT CRYING HOW DID THEY THINK OF THIS ENDING. WHOHOW>>??? IT'S . SO RANDOM. BUT SO HILARIOUS BUT ALSO I'M SO MAD AT MYSELF I FOOLED MYSELF INTO THINKING THAT REI WOULD BE FINE AFTER ALL THAT PHYSICAL DAMAGE WHY WOULD I EVEN BELIEVE---😂 I'M CRUSHED (not as crushed as rei AHAHAH OHHHHHH oh now i've made myself sad again)

----------------------------------------------------------- ok. time for the last thing i didn't do?

when the game first told us NOT TO WANDER, lest the knights deem us a threat, i was INTENT on wandering "after i meet aster, i'm gonna wander as much as i like!!! they can't stop me!!!! THE LAW CAN'T KEEP ME DOWN! I'm a REBEL"

i was not a rebel. i thought that daring to interact with the knight's tents AT ALL would count as "wandering". so after leaving aster's tent, i investigated all the other tents, expecting to get in trouble for interacting with the king's stuff. But punishment never came? so i thought i was getting away with something >:3 Haha!!! I wandered successfully! No. i just followed instructions without realising. I needed to NOT visit aster first. that's ACTUAL wandering. let's try that. 😑

HOLD ON I THOUGHT the King would ARREST US for trespassing and , maybe we get executed..? BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT DANTE AND BLADE AND FORCE US INTO TRAINING GIVE US A GUN AND SHOVE US INTO THE CASTLE ON A SPEEDRUN 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣

OMG THE AFTER SCENE DID. DID THEY MAKE ASSETS FOR THE BROKEN STUFF TOO OR--- DID IT ALREADY EXIST---- WELL WHATEVER IT'S STILL FUNNY AS HEUEIFJISJIAOIKPAL oh… OH THIS was tHE LAST ENDING uhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I MEAN I GUESS YAKUEI ARE HAPPY IN THIS ONE, TOO but… wow… gee…….. i'm….. i need to do some thinking about all this… and the ramifications…. and… yeah……….. totters off in a daze

[voraciousvore]

Giganterra (Chapter 61)

Prologue/ TOC | Previous (60) | Final Chapter/ Epilogue

Content Warning: soft vore/ endosoma, gore, fatality

Word Count: 3.1k

------ Chapter 61: The Deepest Layer of Hell ------

As Chester leaned over to test the king’s dish, he smelled Ronny. He didn’t know why, or how, since Ronny wasn’t present in the dining room. He sniffed closer and perceived that the prince’s scent was coming from the plate of pasta. He located the source and stabbed into one of the rigatoni noodles with curiosity. 

“No!” Eren gasped from below, almost inaudibly. Chester made eye contact with her and noticed her frantically shaking her head, silently pleading with him. He looked back into the noodle with renewed interest as he lifted it up. 

There he was: Ronny, smaller than an ant. He was barely a dot, like a flake of pepper, indiscernible if not for Chester’s superior olfactory capabilities. Chester barely managed to hide his surprise. Why was Ronny in the king’s dinner, miniaturized into nothing? He glanced over at King Richard. The brute was drooling over the tiny lady in his food, as expected, but appeared to be completely oblivious to the presence of his son. Chester had seen him eat enough people to know that he enjoyed terrorizing his prey before chowing down: He’d be tormenting Ronny if he intended to devour him. 

So why was Ronny here? If, by some odd twist, he’d been accidentally shrunk, he could cry out for help or run away. If he didn’t wish to be eaten, he could make himself known. That didn’t appear to be the case, and Eren’s reaction was not lost on Chester either. They were up to no good. He was certain of it. 

“Chester? Is there a problem?” King Richard questioned with impatience. Chester’s heart jumped into his throat. He had only a millisecond to make a snap decision. 

“No, sire,” Chester responded. He allowed the noodle with Ronny inside to slide off his fork back to the plate. “Oops.” 

“Then hurry up already,” the king growled. “I’m starving.” Chester picked out a different noodle and tasted it. 

“All clear,” he confirmed, and backed off, his heart hammering. He could scarcely believe what he’d just done, but the more he contemplated his decision, the more he knew it was the right one. If the prince was taking decisive action against his father, Chester wasn’t going to stop him, for he harbored no fondness for the ruthless king that ordered him to be flogged for his failures. A spark of hope ignited in his soul. If Ronny assassinated his father, and Chester won favor for allying himself with the successor in a critical moment, he had a chance to save Jackie. Chester excused himself from the dining room as soon as he was able, not wishing to be implicated in any plot in case the prince failed. 

Ronny panted from the stress, collecting himself after being dropped in a squishy mess. He slowly became aware that Chester had retreated without exposing him. However, he had little respite, burdened with the horrifying knowledge that he was about to be eaten alive. The giant began to dine on his dinner, impaling his massive fork into the pasta around Eren. He used more force than necessary, with the sole intention of frightening her. He poked her with the prongs, causing her to yelp, before scooping her up. Ronny peeked out and watched with horror as the giant’s mouth opened wide and engulfed her. He slurped her off the fork, savoring her rich flavor as he rolled her around in his mouth. 

Ronny clasped his own neck with discomfort as he watched the king swallow. The giant hummed with satisfaction, a thrumming roar, as his Adam’s apple bounced in a decisive stroke. Ronny had witnessed the king eat countless humans, and had indeed swallowed multitudes himself, yet the sight of a woman who was as big as a giantess to him being gulped down an even more massive throat produced within him a visceral reaction. He would sprint like a rabbit, if he wasn’t pinned down in his hiding spot with paralyzing fear. 

His insides lurched as the colossal fork collided against the bottom of the plate with an earsplitting screech. Metal scraped on porcelain and the eating utensil raised with a mountain of pasta noodles. The whole pile was ingested with startling speed, with minimal chewing as the goliath jaws flexed a few times in mastication before the food was sent down. 

The microscopic prince trembled. He didn’t consider the grisly possibility that he might get crushed by the giant’s molars. He may not even make it down to the stomach alive. Normally, Hardon wasn’t keen on chewing up the miniature people that he ate, preferring their frantic thrashing in his guts, but of course he wasn’t aware that live prey was currently present in his food. 

Ronny had barely processed this looming threat before the fork attacked again, this time skewering his pasta cave. The prince shrieked before quickly covering his mouth with both hands, desperate to stay quiet. He whined faintly as he flew up into the air, his stomach flip-flopping with dread. He looked out through the noodle entrance to behold a pair of titanic lips that stretched across his entire range of vision. The lips separated, opening to foul darkness. The food, along with Ronny, was thrust inside. 

Ronny belted out an involuntary scream. A barricade of teeth chomped down behind him. He jumped forward, out of the noodle as it slopped down into the pit. Ronny slapped onto a bumpy, squishy, slimy surface and struggled blindly to escape his fate as his mind overloaded with alarm. The wet carpet beneath him flexed in a rolling wave, and Ronny realized with horror he was laying on a gigantic tongue. The revelation was petrifying enough to freeze him in place. 

Whimpering uncontrollably, Ronny cranked his head back to observe the interior of the giant mouth. The roof of the mouth was ribbed and vaulted, as high above his head as the ceiling of a grand cathedral. The teeth were as big and craggy as boulders, crashing together as they demolished the pasta into paste in a mushy cacophony. Ronny’s skin gave off just enough of a magical glow to illuminate the enclosure of moving red flesh and bone around him. He bounced on the tongue as the enormous jaws chewed with chaotic, jerky motions. 

The muscular tongue shifted with sentient purpose, rubbing and sloshing against him. A wave of saliva swept him up and oscillated in the cavernous maw. The tongue reared up and slammed against him, squishing him into the enormous molars with shocking force. Ronny felt like he would pop under the strain; he harnessed all his willpower not to squirm, sucking in a deep breath before he was submerged by the wet wall of meat. He realized, with horror, that the giant was tasting him. 

Did he know? Could he recognize the taste? Ronny didn’t have time to think as the huge tongue wrestled him down into the ridge of gums. By sheer luck, he narrowly avoided getting wedged between two teeth. The pressure was unbearable, but the prince knew he’d be discovered if he struggled. He let out a soft wail as the taste buds raked his bare skin, leaving behind a thick film. Fortunately, the tongue relented, and Ronny gasped for breath as he was scooped up by the fleshy mass and backslid along a trail of saliva and processed pasta. 

“MMMMMMMM,” the giant sighed, rumbling the cavity like an earthquake. A gust of breath whooshed over the prince, and he understood with apprehension that he was approaching the base of the tongue. He raised himself up, bedraggled and saturated with filth, to behold the massive gullet yawning above him. A current of moist, malodorous air rose from the depths of the dark hole, hinting at just how far down the unplumbed chasm continued. Ronny involuntarily shuddered. 

The saliva and chewed-up slop pooled around him and started to suck back with a grotesque slurp. Ronny cried out as he realized what was happening, but was powerless to halt his descent as he slid down into the hungry black abyss below. He caught a final glimpse of the gates of fearsome teeth, the curved palate at the top, and the dangling uvula before the passageway of the throat closed around him and gulped down the mushy bolus, with Ronny mixed inside. 

Ronny, lubricated with a thick coat of spit and mucus, slid down the slippery pipeline with minimal resistance. He was so miniscule that the squeezing ripples of muscle hardly compressed him at all. He screamed and cried with the knowledge that nobody would hear him over the sloshing of fluids and the throbbing of the giant’s gargantuan organs all around him. He felt like he was descending to the center of the earth, into the molten core, with how hot and dark and deep the channel became as he fell. The esophagus felt like it would never end. 

The heat increased, and Ronny believed he could hear gurgling, like boiling magma, in the void below. As he plummeted down, a pattern like a starfish appeared at the base of the tunnel and rapidly advanced towards him. He dropped into it, squeezing through the ring of muscle and then falling an alarming distance through open space. He splashed into a stinging sea that bubbled with vociferous energy, as if alive. 

Ronny broke; being eaten alive was too much for him to handle. He was in hell. He forgot his mission as his eyes were assaulted with the horrific imagery of wrinkled, pulsing walls of dripping red that stirred the frothing contents of the stomach into a whirlpool. He was too small to resist the flow as he rotated in a steady churn in the enormous chamber, lost and helpless. There was no way out; he was trapped. 

“Oh god! Help me! Get me out of here!” he wailed as he paddled and flailed pathetically in the digestive juices. “Help! Please!” He bumped into a half-digested chunk of an unrecognizable food item and yelled shrilly. The loud grumbling of the belly as it processed the giant’s dinner was loud and disturbing, drowning Ronny in a mess of noise and vibration. He felt like he was going to die. 

Suddenly, a voice called out to him from the darkness. “Ronny!” An immense glowing figure, like a gastric sea monster, waded towards him, parting the bubbles and bits of food in a wave before her. She wrapped her fingers around his small form gently and raised him out of the muck. “Are you okay?” 

“No!” Ronny bawled. “This is horrible!” 

“I know. The first time is always the worst,” Eren replied soothingly. “But you’ll be okay. The magic will protect you from digestion. You won’t be harmed—physically, at least.” Her features softened with sympathy. 

Though she was trying to comfort him, her words were a sickening punch to the gut for the prince. He’d inflicted this exact torture on hundreds of humans throughout his lifetime, without a second thought. He felt even worse when he thought of Tanya, and how he had swallowed her in a terrible betrayal, leaving her to marinate in his belly for hours. Really, he deserved to suffer. Yet, she had the kindness in her heart to forgive him. His appreciation for her blossomed all the more. 

Eren held Ronny while they were in the giant’s belly, doing what she could to calm him down. He was especially spooked when King Richard spoke. The reverberation of his bass voice caused the pathetic little prince to cower and cover his ears. Eren placed her hand over him protectively. She might not be so kind to him when he was big, but when he looked so frightened and small she couldn’t help but take pity on him. 

A few hours passed, with Ronny barely holding himself together. The time came for Eren to leave, as the giant king swallowed down the rope to let her out. “Sorry, Ronny. I must go,” she said, lowering him down into the acid pool. She released him into the foul waters and grasped the rope with both hands. 

“Don’t leave me in here alone,” Ronny squeaked with alarm. “Please!” 

“Be brave, Prince Ronny. And good luck.” Eren was hauled up, until she squished through the entrance to the stomach and disappeared from sight. Ronny floundered in the gastric soup, his heart sinking like a stone. The giant shifted his body, producing choppy waves of acid that nearly pulled the prince under. 

Time crawled by at an agonizingly sluggish pace. Ronny grew fatigued from swimming and straining to stay afloat in the acid, constantly swirled by restless muscular contractions. He was too tiny for his feet to touch the bottom, and the stomach lining was too slick to provide any stability. He was already afraid, but the long, exhausting hours inside the reeking, throbbing sack wore him down to a nub.  

A new, insidious fear wormed its way into his psyche. What if Milton was wrong about the shrinking potion? What if the effects were permanent, or lasted days? He might never grow back. He might die in here. He was trembling not only from fear, but from weakness, as he labored to stay afloat in the circular current. Drowning, a demeaning and awful death, was a real possibility. 

As his energy reserves dwindled, Ronny observed that the digested food was draining out of the stomach, through another exit. He mustered all his remaining strength to swim away, but he got caught in the current and dragged down. With a nasty slorp, he was sucked down with the rest of the giant’s processed dinner into his intestines. 

Ronny cursed venomously as he tumbled through a large tube and plopped into a fold of intestinal lining. He sprang to his feet, only to slip in bile and smack back down into a forest of wiggly tubular protrusions. He broke out into incoherent screams and sobs. He was at his limit. He didn’t care about anything anymore, except getting out. 

“Tanya! I’m sorry Tanya!” he howled, tearing at his scalp. He felt like a total failure. This was his punishment, if he died a miserable death in this gross pit. His sanity was slipping. The rancid, harsh fumes were making him delirious. His throat was dry and hoarse from screaming so much. He believed his time was up; something had gone terribly wrong. The magic potion had failed him, cursed him, and he was going to die in here, wallowing in viscous fluids. 

He pounded the folds of flesh and villi with his fists in pure agony. “Tanya!” he repeated in a garbled sob. That was the worst part of the whole debacle. He wouldn’t be able to save her. He had failed to protect her. 

He recoiled into a ball as King Richard spoke in a blaring voice that vibrated the hollow space. The king was belittling him, mocking him for his insignificance, as if he knew exactly where Ronny was. He was sure of it. “LEON, I’M DONE WITH OFFICIAL BUSINESS FOR THE DAY. I WISH TO RETIRE TO BED WITH MY DARLING TANYA.” His purr of pleasure was as loud as a rockslide. 

“NOOO!” Ronny caterwauled to nobody. He was helpless to stop him. He could only imagine the filthy giant fingering her, rolling her nude body in his hands as he leered lecherously down at her. How scared she must be, her tiny face frozen in a look of horror. Ronny punched and kicked the rippling, dripping walls with frustration. “STOP IT!” 

A hot spark snapped inside him. Ronny bristled, placing his hand over his gut. The burning spread outward, tingling with pins and needles in an increasingly intense sensation. His bones popped and crunched like twigs and leaves underfoot. He grunted as his limbs contorted and his innards spasmed with a gush of pain. All at once, his body exploded outwards. He felt tremendous pressure on all sides as he outgrew the loop of intestines he was ensconced in, until with a sickening pop he burst through. He shredded the giant’s organs in an instant, tearing and ripping with extraordinary momentum. A cage of ribs momentarily constrained him before it shattered to pieces, spilling guts in all directions. 

Ronny suddenly found himself back to his normal size, in clean, fresh, cold air, thoroughly drenched in blood. He blinked and looked down. He was sitting on a couch in his father’s study, surrounded by strips of raw meat, loose chunks resembling ground beef, blood, and broken bones. The king’s body had bloomed like a carmine flower, leaving no corner of the room untouched by sanguine splatter. His face was unrecognizable, as was most of his form. A severed limb, still mostly intact below the shoulder, lay on the couch with the hand facing up. Tanya sat in the limp hand, dumbfounded. 

“Tanya! Tanya, are you alright?” Ronny cried, reaching for her with lurid crimson hands. She shrieked, stopping the prince in his tracks. Leon, who was standing nearby, scooped Tanya up defensively. 

“Oh my,” the advisor choked incredulously. “Prince Ronny? Is that you?” The disheveled prince was hardly discernible under the excessive layers of gore. 

“Y-yeah...” Ronny murmured. He flinched as a menacing figure approached him in his peripheral vision. He turned to face the threat, only to witness Ajax lower himself to his knee in a bow. 

“My king,” the guard stated.  

Ronny’s eyelids fluttered with confusion. “Right. I am king now.” 

“Yes...” Leon agreed. “Um... Your Majesty... why don’t we get you cleaned up? And then we can... discuss things...” He gulped, scarcely maintaining his composure. 

Ronny nodded. “Yes. Yes. That sounds like a good idea.” He shifted, wincing at the squelch of fluids beneath him. He gave Leon a very intense look. “Things are going to change a lot around here.” 

“Indeed.” 

“I don’t know the first thing about being king, or ruling a kingdom, as my father never trusted me enough to teach me properly. But you do, Leon. I’m going to need your help.” He held out a sopping wet hand. “Please.” 

Leon hesitated. His eyes scanned King Richard’s obliterated corpse with fresh understanding as he grasped what Ronny had done. He looked back up at the prince with hardened determination and firmly clenched the new king’s hand, christening his own hand in the blood of the old order. “Of course.” 

Final Chapter/ Epilogue

Tag List: @tinycoded360 @yummynomms @maybeiamdownbad

[bramble-mouse]

Vore Week: Careful

A quick drabble from the prompt list I made for myself for this week.

Safe vore, soft vore, willing prey and platonic belly hugs.

MDNI.

The sheer mass of your friend never ceases to stop you in your tracks, least of all when you’re sitting gently cupped in the palm of their hands. “You’re sure you’re comfortable with trying this?” Bramble frowns nervously. You detect a hunger in their eyes, though the concern there far outweighs it.

“Yeah.” You stare down at your own hands, folded in your lap. You’re hardly an inch long in comparison and still amazed this giant would ever even bother to notice you. “I…I trust you.” Bramble’s own golden eyes can’t seem to meet yours. Their ears droop, they rub the back of their neck and before they can speak a word, their belly lets out the loudest growl you’ve ever heard. They are positively starving. The both of you lock eyes a moment before erupting into laughter. Bramble’s mirth vibrates your entire skeleton, like joyful thunderclaps. Once you both recover, the mossy haired giant smiles down at you. “I’ll be gentle with you, okay? I know you’ve been curious about this,” The point to their belly, currently obscured by a brown knit sweater “And I’m glad I’m the one you chose.” They bring you closer to their mouth and part their lips. A gust of minty breath tousles your hair, warm and welcoming. “Climb in and like…I dunno. Punch my tongue once you’re ready for me to swallow you.” Bramble smiles. You’re grateful they can be casual about all of this; it makes the experience of being eaten for the first time a lot less nerve wracking despite your life long curiosity towards it. Once they part their lips, you climb over their teeth, pointedly noting long, sharp canines that come down from their upper jaw like stalactites. The air in their mouth is humid as you investigate their back molars with curious touches, take special note of their uvula and how it hands above the glowing entrance of their throat. You lay down on Brambles tongue and as instructed, punch their tongue. Their tongue lurches you backwards towards their throat and for a moment, instinctive trepidation creeps into your chest. Yet despite that initial motion, your giant friend takes their time and is incredibly careful as you pass into their throat with a wet gulp. The ride down is confined and dimly lit by glowing green flesh. You start to panic and struggle against the tight, squeezes confines as you travel slowly down Bramble’s throat. A great voice rumbles overhead, nearly overtaken by the colossal workings of lungs and heart around you.

“It’s okay, little buddy.” Bramble’s voice soothes. “I’m right here. You’re safe.” That’s when it hits you. The passage may be claustrophobic but it is a part of your friend’s body. And when the ride down slows and you are pushed through a sphincter into a vast chamber of wrinkles, slick flesh, this is a part of Bramble too. The soft glow of the flesh allows you to watch the walls of their stomach pulse with their heartbeat and shift. A low gurgle shudders through your body, but the stomach acids you landed in are as harmless as water. “How are you doing?” Bramble speaks, but their voice is more muffled this time. You watch as something pressing into the stomach chamber from the outside- their hand. “I…I’m actually doing ok.” You shout in an attempt to be heard through layers of flesh. Bramble lets out a relieved sigh that you feel. The indent moves slowly side to side. They are rubbing their belly. “I’m glad. Let me know when you want out, alright? Doesn’t matter when.” They affirm. Another set of grumbles from their belly sound around you. They should terrify you with the implication of what this place would do to you if not for Bramble’s protective enchantments but they are soothing, coaxing tension from your body. You wobbled across the unsteady ground of the giant’s glowing stomach, wading through calf deep stomach juices so that you can lean on the wall you can see them stroking their stomach through. The motions pause on the outside and you can hear their heart rate increase.

“You…really are safe inside of me. I want you to never forget that. I’ll always take care of you.” Bramble’s voice is gentle, and though you can tell they are moving by the way their belly sways around you, they are clearly taking incredible care not to jostle you around.

“I know.” You smile and sink into the folds of soft, loamy stomach lining. It’s so warm in here, pleasant and relaxing like being wrapped up in a heavy blanket.

[lesbianoms]

A pred you know can't seem to sleep, tossing and turning to no avail. Eventually, you sleepily approach, skipping under the covers. You shimmy your way onto her belly, and curl up there, under the blanket.

She's very still, now, but slowly her hand rubs up amd doen your back through the clothe, her body able to rest and relax now that your weight sits on her tummy area.

Oh my LORD this is so cute!! Hhhh there's just something so soft and sometimes even sexier when there's the implication or simulating of vore but no vore itself. Kinda because vore isn't real and can't happen irl so it makes the scenario seem much more plausible... i.e. me fantasizing about recreating this with a (hypothetical) older lover... <3

This is so so adorable and makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. She needs my warmth and I need hers 🥰

[damnaation]

Seafood Dinner

A well known actor encounters someone with very particular tastes in garnishes.

Soft unwilling open ended vore (reluctant pred unwilling prey)

The tray had a bottle and a pair of wine glasses on it, each with a small amount of water and...

Tiny mermaids? Some sort of elaborate decoration in the glasses, at least. One with a hot pink tail, the other dark blue. Otherwise almost identical, save for the length of their hair—the pink one had a short, jaw length cut, the blue longer curls. Truly amazing craftsmanship, so detailed he could almost imagine they were breathing.

The doctor uncorked the bottle and started to pour, speaking as they did so. "Now, Mister Juniper, I must warn you, this wouldn't be your typical role. But we can get into that later—I do appreciate your interest and quick response."

The mermaid decorations looked even more lifelike in the wine, almost-

No. He hadn't imagined it. The pink one flicked her tail as he watched, clear as day.

What the hell.

They handed him a glass—the one with the pink mermaid—and sat back down in their chair, holding the glass with the blue one in their hand and giving it a little swirl. He watched as she flailed, tail flicking against the whirlpool current. The doctor's expression behind the red mirrored sunglasses was imparsable.

His gaze flicked to his own glass, where the pink mermaid had her hands pressed against the side, staring across the gap at her- sister? They had to be related, with how similar they looked. After a few seconds she looked up at him, a clear expression of trepidation on her tiny face.

Surely they don't...

"Aren't you going to drink?" The doctor's eerie voice snapped him out of his thoughts, looking back towards them to see they'd nearly emptied their glass while he was contemplating his own. The blue-tailed mermaid was curled in just a small amount of wine—a pose very similar to when he'd first seen them, actually—, lying limp with her eyes closed as if resigned to her fate.

And as he watched, they drained the last of it, the little blue mermaid included. A swallow made him fight to hold back a shudder, before they smiled at him.

"They squirm so wonderfully on the way down."

And then, as if nothing had happened, as if they hadn't just swallowed a tiny person whole and alive, they refilled their glass before gesturing to him.

The implication was clear.

He lifted his glass and drank, trying to ignore the feeling of the little pink mermaid brushing against his lips.

It was good wine, a light, sweet Riesling. He'd expected a fishy aftertaste, but no—either she didn't taste like fish (a thought that disgusted him, to be pondering what an apparently fully aware person tasted like), or it was managing to cover it.

Suddenly far too aware of his own body, he swallowed. Tried not to think about what a tiny form would feel like slipping down his throat with the mouthful of wine.

"Doctor-"

"We can discuss business in time. Please, feel free, enjoy my hospitality, Mister Juniper." They interrupted, leaning back in their chair and swirling their glass of wine.

He didn't miss the shudder that ran through the tiny mermaid's body. Or the surreptitious glance she gave him, dread clear to see on her face.

I'm sorry.

He wasn't sure if the little frightened noise he heard when he tipped the glass back was real or imagined, but it made him feel guilty regardless.

She didn't taste fishy—he hates that he's noticing this, it makes him feel sick—instead savory, a little sweet, with something almost smoky hidden in it. And she fit perfectly in his mouth, curled up and trembling as he carefully kept her away from his teeth.

And then, trying not to cringe, he tilted his head back and swallowed.

And God, the doctor wasn't lying. He could feel her wriggling, little delicate fins feeling almost like feathers as she's dragged down his throat. Fluttery, frantic movements, like nervous butterflies but more solid, more real, slipping down towards his stomach.

He let out a shuddering breath, empty hand pressing against his stomach as he felt the tiny, shimmery mermaid spill out of his throat inside him.

God. I'm so sorry. Just hold on, little one.

"Now, Mister Juniper. About my offer."

[teal-fiend]

Vore world where reformation is a technological gift from a higher life form who saw this vore society struggling, due to the rampant cannibalism. And they decided that the best way to solve it was to give prey the ability to be revived but only in cases of being eaten by a predator. It doesn’t cover other mortalities. 

This technology is so complex that no scientist can unravel it, and many people take it as a divine miracle. There are religious sects dedicated to the reformation phenomenon. 

For most people, you accept that there’s a chance you will be eaten by a predator. It will be one of the most painful things you can imagine, but you’ll make it out alive and unscathed so really not that bad. An inconvenience at most. But prey know that the damage is very temporary, which makes it easier to handle.

This would explain why prey are not terrified out of their gourd when being hunted by a predator. They’re annoyed and many (although there are exceptions) don’t want to be eaten. It’s not the end of the world though. And maybe they will be offered financial compensation, depending on where they live

[meatymidnightmultiverse]

Vore

Okay, so... I've had a little bit of a recent turn around on this. Now, I prefer soft vore with cute little implications and stuff, but as long as I don't think too heavily about someone digesting and especially the... Ugh, aftermath and all... It's grown on me.

So... I'd say a 7 for now

[lightofthemoonglow]

kinktober day seventeen

Threesome or moresome | Fisting | Vore

Buddy Swanson and Sam Wescott

dedicated to the amazing @bisexual-horror-fan

The head counselor. The head cook. The only nurse. The top three positions of authority at this camp. Kirk, Spock, McCoy, she calls them. Sam is their Kirk, being the actual leader that is the glue holding them all together, the balance between the other two. Buddy is their Spock, the pragmatic one that isn’t as expressive, but there’s so much heart to him underneath that exterior. And she’s the McCoy, the whirlwind with a big mouth and bigger emotions. They’re all passionate people though, the three of them somehow having found a way to make it work enough that people want to work with them, the kids want to come back. It’s easy, yet it feels like it takes over everything when they’re all together.

Of course there are rumors. There have been since the first day they had come together, forming the power trio. But only after the whispers had died down did they come true.

–-

“What are you two troublemakers up to?”

Sam ambles over to the lakebed, where a canoe is parked. Steve had asked someone, anyone, to finish testing out the lake gear after he had needed to rest his ankle after incurring an extremely minor injury involving a gopher hole. Lucky for him, Taylor the crafts counselor was helping him in these trying times.

It's the last day of setup before the kids arrive. In fourteen hours, they'll be here and their time will be consumed for the next couple of months. There will be very little personal time for a while.

"We are celebrating a perfect score on the safety inspection." She smiles up at Sam, languid and slow as she beckons him to join her and Buddy on the blanket laid out on the ground. It’s one they’ve laid on countless times, having been ruined by paint and glitter their first summer together. It’s strange how time has become divided between before and after they met. She’s on her back, knees bent as she looks up at the sky as Buddy sits normally, one knee bent and the other leg flat on the ground.

Sam joins them, sitting on her other side. It's a familiar layout, her in the middle. One of the photos on the homepage of the camp website is of the three of them, her arms around their backs as her head rests on Buddy's chest, though she's looking up at Sam, the camera catching her mid-giggle.

"Kids are due tomorrow. Gonna be the last time we have any privacy for weeks." Buddy sighs, gazes out at the water. He shifts around, his head going into her lap, a place he's familiar with. "And then it's back to the city." He's got a fancy restaurant gig lined up at the end of the summer. As it turned out, one of their returning campers had a father who owned this swanky place and constant talk about Buddy's meals had eventually gotten the guy to call him. After years of sticking it out at various places that weren't nearly as nice, it was good for him to have a win. But that would mean not seeing each other for a while, not until around wintertime.

"You make it sound like you're marching to your death." Sam tries to joke, but it is very clear how he feels about the gang splitting up. He moves to grab a bottle of water but pricks his finger on a burr. "Ow!"

"Poor baby. Want me to kiss it better?" She jokes, but it's not really a joke. The time is now, and they all know it. It's now or maybe never because so much could change in the next several months.

"Yeah. I do." Sam's voice is serious, he knows the implications, what it could lead to. But it's dark, the camp is quiet, it feels like they're the only people in the world right now.

Her mouth is soft, gentle against his. Buddy looks up at them, sort of but also not really trapped between their bodies. It's not for long, because Sam pulls back soon, his lips smeared with cotton candy lipsmackers. There's no going back now, it's like Eve biting the apple. The line is gone, all pretense is out the window. It's at the bottom of the lake, alongside the paddle Steve broke last summer.

"I think I…" Buddy can't even come up with a convincing lie, he knows what he wants and they know it too. She leans up, he leans up and he can taste both her and Sam on her mouth, bringing forth a soft moan and Buddy gripping a handful of her hair.

It's not going to be like in a bad porno. It's not a V, it's a triangle. Their first summer, as if to foreshadow what was to come, she had insisted that love triangle was a stupid phrase to refer to two people fighting over another. A triangle is complete, it's when everything flows together perfectly. Those situations are a love V because two points never meet. Buddy and Sam kiss like they've done it for eons, falling together as naturally as she had with them.

If they leave the blanket, the spell will be broken, so that's where they stay. It's where it all began, it is where it will come to the natural conclusion. It could have only ended this way.

She's between them once again, all of their shorts pushed down, her shirt pushed up as Sam's hands grope at her bare tits. No need for a bra in the summer, she'd said over and over again. Buddy's cock is rutting between her thighs as he spits into his hand to jerk Sam off. She's kissing the both of them as much as she can, they're kissing each other, it's a mess of drool and teeth. Sam's hand goes between her legs, searching for her clit.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Buddy grunts, kissing her neck in between words. "Should I -?"

"No." She doesn't care, there's no risk. Nothing matters right now, and she encouraged him without uttering a word after her brief insistence that he come all over her thighs. The mess can always be cleaned up after all.

But it's Sam that comes first, shooting off all over her belly and Buddy's hand. She's so close and yet Buddy beats her to the punch, smearing her inner thighs and the blanket with his spend. Before she can even protest, a hand from each of them is between her legs and she's coming with a sharp cry that scares away a small flock of sleeping birds.

There's no awkward silence afterwards, merely some smiles and a suggestion that they clean off in the lake. It was always meant to end this way, after all and now all they need to do is wait for another moment like this to come around.

[jkknight98]

Not your normal museum visit (summer gift exchange)

For @aperson03

Tubbo defiantly wasn't happy when his parents decided that their vacation was going to be at a museum, how lame was that, but somehow... he manages to make a new friend and avoid certain death, not such a boring vacation now is it?

I hope everyone enjoys the story~

Of all the places to go to for a vacation, why did his parents decide to pick a museum, even the beach would have been better than this. “Come on Tubbo, you can have fun while learning, it's better than you being hold up in your room like your Nan used to be.” He could only huff at his mother's attempt to cheer him up, and so what if Nan liked to stay in her room with salt on the windows and always would make him put a nail in his pocket before he left, she always told cool stories about mythical creatures. “ If it makes you feel any better, they have an exhibit about some of the things that mum used to talk about, you can go there while me and your mother head to the other exhibits.” This caught the boy's attention a bit, sure the museum would be the most boring vacation by far, but at least he can get away from his parents and the dumb lovie dovie stuff.

“Alright Tubbo, here’s fifteen pounds for lunch, don’t use it to buy something stupid from the gift shop.” His mother ruffled his hair gently as she turned to join his father who was waiting for her at an exhibit hall called lovers through time, which made the boy shiver in disgust but turned after sending a wave toward his dad. He should hurry up to get to the exhibit for what little bit of entertainment he can get from the place before he dies from boredom.

Tubbo did have to admit as he passed through the hall of dinosaurs, this museum was pretty impressive, he didn’t expect it to have the full skeleton of a t-rex. Some impressive artworks showed what the animals could have looked like, from the scaly monsters from the movies to a life-sized velociraptor, it looked like an eagle on steroids. But this wasn’t what he wanted to see as he made his way to a decorative stairway at the end of the hall, covered with fake ivy and small yellow lights to mimic fireflies. It was a cheesy design in his opinion, but he gave it the benefit of the doubt as he continued to climb, and was actually amazed at how deserted the area got. Did no one like myths anymore, and actually jumped when he was met with the sculpted face of a kelpie. He had to grip his chest for a moment as he caught his breath,” fuck your a scary sight…how did anyone fall for you.” The horse’s face was a gold color with bright green eyes, but with the patches of green scales and dripping water weeds, the most terrifying thing was the wide mouth with teeth sharp enough to rival a shark’s… perfect to devour those who rode its back. He took a few cautious steps around the statue, the emerald eyes seeming to follow him until he was fully immersed in the exhibit. He was amazed to see more statues of brownies, paintings of terrifying redcaps, a terrarium of bright green clovers, and just as many creatures his Nan spoke of. 

It wasn’t too long before he came to a grand painting that was placed near an authentic-looking fairy ring, the circle of mushrooms being filled with plenty of chocolates and pocket change, it made the boy pause as he wondered how the museum kept them from being stolen. His eyes looked to the painting and he smiled at the weirdness of it, moving to stand next to the blond guy his own age as he pondered it. It almost looked like an A.I generated paintings with clouds of browns and purples with two figures emerging, the upper figure having a skull-like face and slim frame while the other was masculine with dark feathers and a bird-like face, it was weird as it was pretty. He looked down at the title card,” Lady death and the crow father…kinda weird name huh,” the other boy's head whipped to face him quickly and Tubbo could see the surprise on his features.

The blue eyes of the boy scrunched slightly as he took a step closer, making Tubbo step back slightly and bump into the raised platform of the fairy ring,” You can see me?? Like really see me,” the blond turned his head around to scan the area for anyone else Tubbo could have spoken too,” holy shit we’re the only one’s here.” The blond turned back and his face was split into a super wide grin and he excitedly grabbed Tubbo’s hand,” Dad told me that humans don’t see us anymore since they’re too wrapped up in technology, but you can see me!”  The boy turned to the painting and lifted his middle finger towards the lower figure with a loud cry of laughter,” Suck on that old man” 

Tubbo was just confused, why did this guy act so surprised that he saw them, he wasn’t exactly hiding in his white shirt and jeans, and what was he talking about humans,” dude I don’t know what you're talking about, but your grip kinda hurts,” besides the tight grip the guy had around his wrist, there was a faint tingling sensation where each of the digits touched his bare skin, like a worse version of a limb falling asleep. He tried to pull away again but it was as if he was fighting against a steel trap, the boy just looked at him more confused as he tried to fight him, almost amazed he couldn’t pull away.

“Wow your weak, but that's what happens when humans come up against the fae, oh dad said that some humans are born with a partial cawl over their faces,” one of the boy's hands went to cover Tubbo's eyes, and the brunette powerless to stop him despite his best efforts. “ If I do this it should give you full vision of the glamor and be a bit better than normal lame humans.” As soon as the appendage covered his eyes all Tubbo could feel was pain strong enough that he would have fallen to his knees if the boy wasn’t holding him up, but as soon as he felt like crying out, the pain completely disappeared. “There we go, now you can see me in all my awesome glory!!”

The hand lifted away to reveal the room once more, and absolutely nothing looked different, did the weirdo put something in his eyes as a prank?? “ Nothing looks different you as-” but the boy did look different, and completely inhuman. The blue eyes looked way too big for the boy's face now, and they were framed with red feathers that trailed to feathered ears where the human ones should have been and looking further Tubbo could see a double set of red hummingbird-like wings that ruffled slightly in the blond’s apparent excitement. The more he looked on the more mixed his feelings became, this boy before him completely turned into a different…thing after covering his eyes... His mind immediately went back to what his Nan warned him about the fae. They never really looked like they were shown in movies or on television and could easily have the features of animals… and they always took interest in young people. This made Tubbo gulp slightly as he smiled weakly,” Yeah boss man, you look pretty fucking awesome.” There were two rules that his Nan drilled into his head the most should he ever meet a fae, that was to never insult one...and to never give your name to one.

The now fae smiled brightly, showing off some sharp teeth, “ I knew it, your lame human world has just been blown,” The hands went to grip his again as the boy spun him, making Tubbo smile at how infectious the energy was,” What do I call you since you're going to be my new best friend, you can call me Tommy.” The words were spoken with such a sense of finality that it scared Tubbo slightly, making him frown and the fae frown in return,” Hey… why aren’t you giving me your name, I can’t just call you human, thats what my brothers do and you're going to be my friend… Right?” Tommy looked sadder the longer Tubbo was silent and kept looking sadder as he waited on an answer.

Tubbo could only take a shaky breath as he looked into the unnaturally large eyes again, a nickname should be safe right, it's not his true name but he will still respond to it. “ You can call me Tubbs, and I’ll be your best friend if you give me your word that you won’t harm me intentionally or unintentionally.” The fae seemed to shiver slightly as the words left his lips, and the boy swore he felt a cold breeze drift through the room, but he relaxed as the fae smiled again with a nod. Tommy shifted his grip to hold both of the boy's wrists as he started to walk towards the fairy ring, flapping the feathery wings slightly to land in the center, and dragging Tubbo with him. “ Uh Tommy… what are you doing, we're going to step on the mushrooms?” But the fae was gentle with setting him in the center of the ring, leaving the two standing within its center.

“I have to show you too my family, like I said it's been ages since we’ve had a human who can see us,” Tommy smiled brightly as the mushrooms around them started to take on a faint glow,” I’m so going to rub it in The blades face since he hasn’t caught a human in centuries!”

Tubbo didn’t even get the chance to comment on that last statement before the feeling of the ground under his feet turned to mush, and he couldn’t yell out before he was sucked downwards. His free hand reached out to try and grasp anything that could save him, but as he disappeared into the fae wild, the only thing he held was a single metal screw.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Tubbo did have to admit to himself that after he was pulled through the display to the alternate world, the ‘fae wild’ as Tommy put it, his apparent kidnapper wasn’t all that bad. He told pretty hilarious jokes and after a mild scuffle that turned into a full playfight, he could easily be friends with him if he was a human. He still didn’t like his wording about being captured though,” Am I captured, last I checked friends don’t kidnap each other?”

The fae just smiled as he continued to pull him through the weirdly colored landscape, with ferns and mushrooms the size of trees,” Oh I’ll return you to your side of the vail in no time, time passes differently here so a day here is only half an hour on your side, but hurry up Tubbs. We need to hurry through this section of forest before the goat bastard shows up.” The fae sniffed the air quickly and pulled the two of them off the clear pathway towards a grove of branching mushrooms, wings twitching irritably as they sighed. Tubbo couldn’t help but start sneezing due to the spores, causing the other male to look at him in annoyance,” would you stop it, your human noises are going to get us noticed by the asshole who lives here, it was bad enough to get past him for me to enter your world.”

Tubbo didn’t hesitate in the slightest to snap back at the blonde, snarling in a way that made the fae raise a brow in surprise,” then why don’t you use your magic to stop these stupid things, I didn’t think I would be allergic to mushroom pollen!!” The fae went to respond in turn, but the low reverberate thud cut off any come back,” the fuck was-” a hand swiftly shot out to cover his mouth, sharp nails just poking the skin in warning. He wanted to fight against the force, but the fae’s fearful appearance stopped his angry muttering, Tommy’s eyes and ears were flickering in every direction to find the source of the sound.

But the source came from directly above them as a low voice rumbled menacingly,” fee fi foe fum, I smell one of human blood,” the sniffing sound followed,” Tommy you little shit, what did I say about coming into my territory. Didn't your bird-brained daddy teach you anything, or is your head too full of feathers?” A large cloven hoof thudded to the ground before the boys, sending up a poof of more spores to Tubbo’s horror, the appendage was the size of a small car. Tubbo’s eyes drifted up the furred legs until he could see the face of the giant through the branches, despite the scruffy facial hair and red-rimmed eyes, the man's face held that same perfectness that Tommy’s has; the ram horns ruined it though. The giant man sniffed again as he moved an equally giant flask to his lips to drink, the dark liquid sliding down to splash near the smaller boys, making them both jump in surprise. Tubbo’s body couldn’t help but betray himself as another sneeze broke the silence, causing the goat-like ears to twitch, and the giant crouched down with a speed unmatching his size. The eyes quickly settled on the two boys and the giant face split into a sinister smile,” You little shit, you managed to drag a human here with you, don’t mind if I take it from you.” 

Tubbo screamed as the massive hand shot forwards to grab him, ducking while dragging the fae with him, but had the breath knocked out of him when the second large hand slammed down on his body. He wheezed for breath as the two of them were lifted into the air, and felt the sickness of vertigo as they were brought to the giant's face,” dude… you need a fucking breath mint.” This made Tommy slightly snicker while the giant raised an eyebrow in slight amusement, but that look faded as it took another deep breath through its nose, and the eyes were fully dilated when they blazed open. 

The look in them was no longer one of amused triumph, but one of near animalistic hunger as the giant licked its lips,” A mint won’t make it any better where your going kid, it's been ages since I’ve had a human, but young ones like you always last longer anyways.” The large tongue slid out and trailed up Tubbo’s face, leaving putrid-smelling saliva all over him,” Oh yes…. You got the sight too so that makes it even better-”

A loud shriek sounded from Tubbo’s right, making his ears ring painfully,” SHLATT YOU FUCKING BASTARD, YOU WILL NOT TAKE HIM FROM ME!!!” The words quickly changed to a louder shrieking and Tubbo wished he could raise his hands to cover his ears before his eardrums burst, Tommy’s face had shifted from the uncanny beauty to something terrifying, looking more like a vengeful harpy than a fellow teenager. The giant looked equally pained as they flattened their ears,” Fucken shit kid, why are you attached to it, humans don’t live that long. I’m saving you the heartbreak by eating it now.” This only made Tommy angry as he hisses out more expletives as the giant separated the two, leaving the fae in one hand and Tubbo in the other, Tommy did try to hold onto him, but his hand seemed to have been forced away before the grip got too tight.

The giant moved to hold Tubbo over its face as Tommy continued to shriek in his other hand,” Sorry kid, you picked the wrong day to enter the wilds, but enjoy yourself to some genuine fae whiskey while you can.” The mouth opened widely under him, the slightly stained tongue laid out like some demented red carpet and the dark abyss of the throat behind it. The large fingers slowly loosened their grip and Tubbo could only flail his limbs in panic as gravity dragged him towards his death, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. He looked away from the giant mouth to look at Tommy, the other boy was still screaming and almost looked like he was crying, which made Tubbo feel bad. They didn’t get to know each other for long, but he did feel like they could have become true best friends.

Tubbo closed his eyes as the mouth grew closer, apologizing to his parents for not being able to meet them at the museum entrance, and apologizing to his Nan for not listening to her warnings when he slammed into something extremely warm. He waited for the dampness to soak into his clothing and his skin, but he still felt the air rushing around him… it didn't make sense. He opened his eyes to not see his death, but dark green fabric instead, looking upwards he met a familiar-looking pair of blue eyes framed with midnight black feathers,” you alright mate, we almost lost you to the belly of the beast just now if we didn’t hear Tommy shriek.” Tubbo couldn’t help but smile widely as grateful tears started to slide down his face, looking down he could see the giant yelling as two other winged faes antagonized it, one with insect wings and the other had more dragon-like wings. The older male gently adjust his grip as he flew above the chaos,” hurry up boys, we got the fledglings so leave the drunk bastard be,” The other two-winged males quickly flew towards them, leaving the giant to yell curses at them, and Tubbo was happy to see a certain blond in the arms of the pink-haired fae. A low throat clearing brought Tubbos attention back to the blond fae holding him,” Now then, why don’t you tell me why my son was with a child of man?”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

It wasn’t long before Tubbo was sat at a wooden table before the blond man and the two other faes, the brunette looking at him curiously while the heavily scarred pink-ete was glaring down at Tommy, who was gently gripping his wrist while looking like he wanted to turn invisible,” So let me get this straight… you used the gateway in the museum and found a human with partial sight, and in your excitement gave him full sight, made a promise with him, and nearly got him killed trying to show him off!! What were you thinking!!!” Tommy just shrank further into himself and whined softly,” What would you have done if this boy died, there are rules for this, why do you think your brother stopped bringing humans anymore. It's dangerous!”

The blond male just sighed before turning to look at Tubbo,” and you… I don’t know what to do with you..”

But Tubbo had enough, the stress of everything finally hit him and he couldn’t stand seeing Tommy so upset,” Look, sir, I will give you my word that I won’t tell anyone about this, I know the fair folk like promises,” this caught the three adults off guard but he cut them off before they could speak,” the promise Tommy made that you were so worried about, it was just for me to be his best friend and despite nearly dying,” he turned and gave Tommy a brilliant smile,” I’m more than happy to say he’s going to be my best friend no matter what.” The blond’s red feathers fluffed up in excitement at his words, and he wasn’t being anything but truthful with his statement. This just made the older blond sigh in exasperation as the brunette moved over to gently ruffle both his and Tommy's hair, commenting on how two gremlins would keep the house lively.

The pinkete turned their red eyes over to him and sniffed slightly, causing Tubbo to wonder if he smelled bad,” are you related to the Underscore Beloved family, specifically an Alice?” This caught him off guard, Alice was his Nan’s name, and by telling them this, it made both the pinkete and elder blond smile in both relief and another emotion he couldn’t read,” Of course, Tommy would make friends with one of her line, guess we won’t have to eat you in your sleep.” 

The elder blond quickly slapped the pinkete on the arm, telling him to “Shut” before sending him outside with the brunette, and looked at the two young boys with a soft smile,” Well then, anyone of that family is as good as family to me, but we need to set some ground rules before this goes any further, it’s going to be some things your nan has already taught you I’m sure.” As the elder started to drone on Tubbo looked back towards Tommy, the blond seemed to glow in his excitement, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“So Tubbo, did you have a fun time at the folklore exhibit, it looked pretty cool to me when I and your mother saw it, but I’m glad you didn't spend your whole time there when we went looking for you.” Tubbo jerked up to look at his parents, he was too busy tieing the cord on his new bracelet, a single ruby red feather dangled from it and felt warm every time it brushed his skin. His mother looked at him with a frown and sighed,” Didn’t I tell you not to buy anything silly from the gift shop..”

His dad just laughed,” Now now dear, you're the one who gave him money, but I think it means he enjoyed his time here.”

Tubbo smiled up at his dad gratefully as they made their way home,” yeah, I guess a vacation to the museum isn’t too bad,” and it wasn’t since it inspired him to work on a new project. He can work on his music later, now he needs to learn how to grow mushrooms.

[ja3ger-the-3ater]

Monster Eddie eating x reader (or a canon character if you don’t do x reader) to protect them from the cold or harm (like another monster who wants to eat them)

I mostly stick to canon characters!

Also the context of the art is: Steve was spooked after seeing Eddie kill a bad person, so Eddie after a while noms Steve to show him he runs no risk of receiving the same fate. But also protecting him from said bad people

[skin-of-my-teeth]

Courting Gifts

Tags: part 2! Massive, fat blob Alpha wolf Namjoon. The bigger the better. Plump Omega Jungkook. Hunting. Vore of unnamed prey. Fatties. They're cute and in love.

Namjoon waddles, a squeaking piggy in tow over his shoulder as he brings the meal back from a satisfying hunt.

"Hush, little prey. If you keep making a fuss you won't be so lucky as to get swallowed down whole." He chuckles and lays a paw on the pig's belly, claws dimpling the chub. A firm reminder that he could gut him if he desired.

Namjoon spends the long walk kneading the meal in preparation. He carries the morsel upside down as he goes, making the pig hybrid more pliant as they end up back at the pack. Dumb and hazy with the blood rushed to his head. Tender and soft.

Namjoon waddles past the mouth of his own cave. He almost wishes he could eat this one himself. But he ends up at the entrance to the den of the pretty, tubbed up Omega that he's had his sights on for months.

"Koo~" Namjoon’s voice is soft, a little breathy as he takes in the curvy wolf in the soft glow of the embers. Jungkook peeks up from his nest. Sleepy and rumpled and so cute. Namjoon's hunt for the perfect prey took a long time. It's late.

"Joonie?" Jungkook sits up in sleepy suprise, tugging a fur around his curved shoulders to ward off the night chill. The soft, rich curve of his belly spills into his lap. Namjoon isn't sure if he imagines the hint of excitement in Jungkook's voice. The slight sweetening of his already creamy scent. The eager flick of his dark wolf ears. "Alpha, what are you doing here?"

Alpha.

Namjoon purrs. Omegas don't say that unless it's heavily weighted with implication. Wanting and promise. Maybe it's just because Jungkook's inhibitions are softened with sleep.

Namjoon's tail swishes behind him. He pads closer, and Jungkook looks up at him hopefully with those big, sweet eyes.

"Alpha brought you a courting gift." Namjoon purrs and swings the dazed prey from where he was slung over his shoulder. He deposits the fattened pig in a heap right over Jungkook’s lap. An offering to his goddess.

"Oh..." Jungkook exhales in suprise. Then awe. "Oh." He peeks up, chubby cheeks flushing red. He pouts like a spoiled princess. "Omega has been waiting so long for your courting gift, Alpha."

It's Namjoon’s turn to flush.

He grunts as he moves down to sit heavily, taking up so much space with his mass. He has to shift his blubber around to finally get comfortable. Jungkook stares at him with hunger like Namjoon is the fat hog being offered at his feet.

A wide smile cuts dimples into Namjoon's cheeks when he catches that look, and he leans forwards to lay a heavy paw on the pudgy pig and pin him in place so he can't escape.

"Alpha wanted to hunt for you." He flirts to the Omega now that he knows Jungkook is just as interested in him...

Namjoon settles his other paw on Jungkook's soft, warm belly. He presses in with a little rub, purring lowly. "I want my Omega fattened for carrying pups, now don't I?"

The way Jungkook's dark wolf ears flop to the sides and his tail thumps behind him is all of the validation he needs. However, the sweet, needy whimper that slips out of Jungkook and the sugared slick that enters his scent is a stroke to the Alpha's ego.

Jungkook nods, chubby chins jiggling. "Yes.." he whines, "Omega needs to be fattened up to keep puppies warm..."

Namjoon's Alpha rumbles, and he pets down Jungkook's rich belly. "Then you'd better eat up, baby. So we can give your belly plenty of time to digest before Alpha hunts for you again tomorrow."

The prettiest little mewl slips out of Jungkook's rosy lips, and he looks down at the meal Namjoon brought him. The piggy is trapped underneath the firm hand, beginning to squeal in fear as he regains an awareness of his fate as his head clears.

Jungkook licks his lips, tubby hands laying on the prey and appreciating his meal. "Alpha is a good hunter..." Jungkook praises thickly. "He's nice and plump. Smells delicious..." the Omega squeezes at the hog's arms, at the pudgy thighs. His paws greedily settle on the prey's curved belly and he pushes into the squish. "Oh... Alpha even softened him up for me? He's tender... ready to eat with no extra prepping... Omega is going to be so spoiled with you as my mate..."

An adorable trickle of drool glosses Jungkook's lips as he takes the fattened prey in. Namjoon chuckles, leaning in to swipe his thumb to collect the droplet.

"Only the fattest and most supple morsel to feed my baby."

Jungkook whimpers with so much affection that Namjoon knows he's already won.

Jungkook is going to be his Omega.

It doesn't take much more encouragement for the greedy wolf to grip the squealing prey in his claws and swallow him down. Jungkook devours the pig and his belly rounds with the weight of his feast. He pants, forced to lounge back and settle his chubby hands on his full gut. He lets out a satisfied burp. Jungkook purrs down at his belly and pats his meal inside, licking his lips.

"He's so yummy, Alpha..."

"And incredibly fattening."

Namjoon moves closer, deeply satisfied with himself at seeing his courting gift safe in his Omega's belly. Filling him up so well. Namjoon kneads his hands in at the weight, evoking another cute belch from his Omega. A muffled squeal filters underneath the rich pudge keeping the prey snugly in place.

Namjoon cooes and pats his hands, jiggling the chub around the hog. "You be a good little meal for my Omega."

A giggle bubbles up out of Jungkook as Namjoon rubs his full belly and plays with his prey inside. "Your Omega?" He teases, but from the sparkling glimmer in his eyes, Namjoon knows the challenge is playful.

He grins back at him, rubbing deeply into his gut. Voice full of equal weighted promise and playfulness.

"My Omega."

Lazy Bliss

Tags: Wolf hybrid Namjoon. Hard vore. Digestion. Getting fatter from devouring prey.

Absolutely feral for overfed, massive wolf Namjoon belching after devouring a particularly yummy prey. He pats his full gut in praise with his large hands, enjoying the wobble of fat. The spoiled predator leans back in his den, lazy and well-fed, with his meal whining in his belly.

He burps again as his prey fights and begs to be set free, but slowly settles in. Eventually, the plump treat relaxes as the wolf's stomach muscles knead and tenderize it into submission.

Namjoon sighs in bliss as he rubs over his distended gut. It isn't long before his belly gurgles happily and slowly begins bloating in his hands as it gobbles up the fattened prey.

The lazy wolf drools as his gut slowly pushes out, filling in with fresh chub as he digests and rounds out. He greedily feels the bloat soften as his prey feeds his belly so well that his skin is forced to stretch tight in order to accommodate such a delicious meal.

By morning, his gut is soft and rich, heavy in his lap and jiggling with every little movement. His skin is flushed pink, with fresh marks stretched around his navel. The prey was such a delicious, tubby little thing. He licks his lips and pushes his hands into his belly to feel the thick, lush padding.

Each caress sends a supple wobble through the blubber. It's all that's left of his dinner, now safely tucked inside of his belly forever.

[voreconnoisseur]

In terms of fearplay regarding vore (since i can see some brothers doing it) how would the Obey Me brothers react to an MC who didnt react so well to it? Like they start to cry once it is all said and done or during the scaring? (I know if anyone tried vore fearplay with me irl i would break down in tears immediately- anxiety can be a bich ) I imagine it may lead to soft moments considering the Obey Me brothers didnt ACTUALLY mean to freak them out-

(omg omg this is my first headcanon ask ty!!)

I’ll work off the assumption that MC and the brother in question had agreed to try fearplay for fun ahead of time time, and only in the middle of actually doing it does MC back out.

Some of these got a little long near the end 😅

Lucifer:

He’s super into fearplay. He craves the feeling of holding power over people, so this is right up his alley.

Because of how invested he is, he gets a little carried away with it and doesn’t realize that MC’s pleas to stop are actually real.

He’s rolling them around in his mouth with his tongue when he realizes they’ve gone limp and are sobbing quietly.

Immediately spits MC out gently into his hand and asks them if they’re ok.

He’s embarrassed he didn’t figure it out sooner and avoids ever going into fearplay discussion territory again.

Mammon:

He used to talk a lot about MC being nothing but “a lowly human, just demon food”

So it hits a kind of a sore spot when he says this right as he’s dangling MC over his open mouth.

He notices the look on MC’s face immediately and pulls them away, slapping a hand over his mouth. He becomes a blabbering mess: “Ya–ya know I didn’t MEAN that, MC!!”

Eventually when they’re both calmed down, he blushes and tells MC that since they’re HIS human, he’d NEVER throw them away by treating them like a snack. It cheers MC up seeing Mammon say such a Mammon thing.

Leviathan:

Levi isn’t actually bad at role playing, but he’s not great at fearplay AT ALL, so MC is fine with everything that happens, giggling to themselves all the while at his poor attempts.

The problem is that once MC is IN his stomach, he says “Oh, just a sec, there’s a Mononoke Land raid going on!” and then proceeds to go mostly silent as he games intensely. He isn’t paying MC any attention at all.

Eventually this starts to get to them. Are they really just a snack to be forgotten? And Levi’s trash attempts at role play earlier suddenly seem like the most serious thing in the world. MC starts to freak out and goes apeshit on his stomach walls.

“MC, what’s wrong?” he asks, spitting them out immediately. “Owwww...”

MC is relieved to see Levi still cares about them, and was just HEAVILY distracted as usual. Eventually, they’re able to chill with MC in Levi’s tum while he games for long periods of time—no fearplay involved, and he tries to remember to talk to them more.

Satan:

You would think that as the Avatar of Wrath, he’d be great at fearplay, but he can’t really take it seriously when it’s with MC, since he has no intention of ever hurting them.

Even though his delivery is a bit lacklustre, though, it’s the words themselves that come out of his mouth that disturb MC. His threats are terrifyingly descriptive and gory.

By the time MC hits his throat, the imagery is really starting to get to them psychologically. Lucky for them, Satan is smart and had the idea for a safeword, which MC stammers right as they splash down into his gut.

He coughs up MC who then explains what happened. They agree to tone it down for next time and stick to comedic fearplay rather than straight up horror.

Asmodeus:

Asmo is surprisingly, scarily good at fearplay.

Not only has he done fearplay-like role play before in *other settings*, his normally self absorbed yet upbeat personality hides a dark side.

Which makes it terrifying for MC, because they can really picture him doing all these terrible things he says he might do! He’s just threatened to snap their spine between his teeth, and has placed MC right between his jaws and gently squeezed, when MC starts hyperventilating.

Asmo can always tell when someone isn’t into what he’s doing, and it’s no fun when one party isn’t happy.

He spits out MC and wraps them in a little towel. He seems a bit disappointed, but MC eventually suggests they do something else together, like letting him do their hair, and he’s immediately back to his usual flirty self.

After being doted on by Asmo in his Self Care Mode, MC feels much less shaken up.

Beelzebub:

Beel doesn’t even really have to try with fearplay. He’s a big guy with a sort of resting grumpy face, and when he says he wants to eat something, he actually does mean it.

He’s not overtly cruel; he’s not very good at that. All he does is say something like “Finally, you’ll be my meal for real this time...” and it makes MC panic.

Beel is FAST, though, and MC has already been eaten before they can even say anything. They start to struggle inside him, crying to be let out.

MC is scared that Beel won’t let them go, and that this is all just an excuse to get a human as a snack. In their panic, they forget just how much Beel actually cares about them.

When he spits MC out, Beel looks like he’s about to cry. Just looking at him, MC knows that they were wrong, and that Beel would always put them above food. They only hesitate a second before giving them a huge hug.

Beel is also sad that his tummy is now empty. The two of them go raid the kitchen together, and make massive ice cream sundaes.

Belphegor:

He’s not sure why MC asked him of all people to do this with.

But he gives it a go anyway, and he’s not bad at it.

However, MC suddenly has a flashback to the time Belphegor had tried to kill them, back before things got sorted out between him and Lucifer.

It’s not really to do with what Belphie’s saying right now, but MC is reliving that feeling of him actually, truly wanting them dead.

“This was a bad idea,” he says, and lets go of MC. He asks MC if he should leave, or go get someone, but MC refuses.

They need to know that he cares about them in the present.

So Belphie takes them to go curl up in front of the sofa and watch a movie together in a massive pile of blankets.

He’d probably be napping a little better with a full stomach, but he sleeps just fine in front of the TV with MC draped over him.

[fairlyqualityanon]

Rikard, ⛖ can you let prey out easily?

Yes, he can! ...usually. While a panicking and/or unwilling prey isn’t too difficult to swallow, he can’t work them back up into his esophagus if they’re thrashing.

So he has to try and calm them down. Obviously, if they’re not believing him saying they’re safe, they’re hardly going to just “lie down and die”. But if they’re panicking he has to try and find a way to reassure them that yes, he will let them out but he can’t right now, not when they’re struggling.

Over time, Rikard gets much better at de-escalating situations and calming techniques, but the first few were... not exactly pleasant noms.

[vorish-ramblings-after-dark]

Unoriginal fic title here

Another fic! Soft and safe vore with some fatal under the cut. If you need me to add tags, please don't hesitate to ask.

You are making your way back home after a long day of work at the port as the rain pours down on you. The thunder rolls in the distance and you shiver as the cold rain hits you. You really wish you had brought a jacket tonight. You freeze as you hear a deep guttural growl a bit ways off. You know the Zed-Stacks are out and about. You're not taking your chances tonight, and race for cover. You scan the area, not really seeing anything, until you spot a massive shape in the distance. You squint to try and make out what or who is off in the distance. 

You realize it's Hercules. He's returned from another long few weeks away from the port out on the seas, and it looks like he's caught himself a little something. You watch as Hercules' powerful claws easily pull a sea serpent up to the surface. The serpent lets out a blood curdling screech before hissing. Hercules wrestles with it for a few moments, easily overpowering it. One would expect for him to just kill it before devouring it. However, that's not the case this time. You shudder a little Hercules opens his maw as wide as he can before he greedily shoves the sea serpent's head inside. The serpent writhes and tries to escape as the tug begins to swallow it down. 

Most would turn and run seeing something like that, but you know that Hercules is relatively harmless, so as long as you don't disturb him when he's eating. Out pure morbid curiosity, you cautiously make your way closer to him, all the while trying to stay out of the rain. By the time you get close enough to him to get a really good look, the sea serpent is already three quarters of the way down. His stomach is already gurgling as the serpent fills his starved stomach, eagerly waiting to be filled to the brim with wriggling prey. Each powerful gulp easily pulling the sea serpent in further with each passing second.

You can't help, but feel sorry for the serpent, but at the same time, Hercules needs to eat too. Several more minutes pass, and he's finally reached the tail, which he easily slurps up before swallowing thickly a few more times, effectively sealing the sea serpent's fate as mere food for the massive tug. Hercules stifles a belch behind one of his anchor-like claws before sighing in contentment, relieved to finally have a decent meal in who knows how long. He picks up your scent, turning to look at you, seemingly surprised that you hadn't ran off like most humans. 

"What brings you all the way out here in the cold rain, m'dear?" Hercules knows humans really can't withstand the cold and rain as much as a tug can, and it's not exactly a good thing for you to be out here for long. You can't help, but look towards Hercules' stuffed gut as it gurgles and groans contentedly around his massive meal.

"W-Well, I was just on my way home from work, and the rain started. I didn't bring a jacket or anything though." You reply, and look up at him. Hercules is silent for a few moments, as if thinking. Your heart drops a little as you hear a deep rumbling coming from within his body. How can he still be hungry? He picks up on your uneasiness before he smiles gently. 

"Relax, m'dear. It's not my actual stomach. It's just my pouch. I'm afraid it's been for a little too long. Not the most comfortable feeling in the world, I admit.." Hercules chuckles softly. As tempted as he is to just snatch you up, he restrains himself. Although.. he could offer a bit of warmth and shelter from the cold rain. Nothing wrong with keeping warm and comfortable in his pouch for a few hours.. or perhaps the night. Of course, that is if you are willing to stay in his pouch for that long. 

"Your… pouch?" You're not exactly well aware of the anatomy of a tug, but Hercules wouldn't actually eat you, right? At least, you know you're safe with him. The same can't be said about the Zed-Stacks.

"Yes, we tugs have pouches. It's a place where we can either store food, or even keep our Riders safe and sound. You know we wouldn't keep anyone in there if it weren't safe, or at least, I wouldn't." Hercules pauses for a few moments. "I suppose I can offer you some warmth until either the rain passes, or I could give you a place to stay for the rest of the night. You'd probably be safer tucked away in my pouch than out in the open like this. A Zed-Stack would be quick to snatch you up as a little snack." Hercules purrs softly. He has picked up the scent of at least one Zed-Stack in the area. It's not exactly safe for you to be out here like this, knowing a Zed-Stack could potentially be waiting for you to leave the safety of Hercules' side to snatch you up.

You think about it for a few moments. You know Hercules wouldn't harm you on purpose, and if it's safe for his own Rider to be tucked away in his warm pouch, it would be safe for you. He does have a point with the fact that a Zed-Stack would take up any opportunity they would see in order to get a quick and easy meal. The rain begins to pelt down harder. It's cold as ice, and that alone pretty much made you make your decision. You can't stand the cold anymore. You look up at him, and nod.

Hercules licks his fangs before ever so gently grasping you with his anchor like claws. He's doing his best to not seem so eager in swallowing you down, but the glint of hunger in his eyes is painfully obvious. However, you know you can trust him. Besides, he just ate an entire sea serpent. There's no way he can potentially want dessert to top off the massive meal he just ate. He opens his maw, and his warm breath washes over you, making the idea of being safely tucked away in his pouch not seem so bad after all. His glisten in the dim lights of the port as he drools with anticipation. 

He ever so gently places you inside before carefully closing his maw around you. He's being as slow and gentle with you as possible. You rest on his tongue as his breathing reverberates all around you. Despite being covered in tug saliva, this isn't all that bad. It's definitely warmer than the cold rain outside. You're taken by surprise as his tongue gently pins you against the roof of his mouth. He purrs as he feels you squirm a little, enjoying the feeling of you wriggling about in his maw and savoring your sweet flavor. 

After a few moments, he relaxes his tongue, letting you slide down into his awaiting gullet before he ever so gently swallows, slowly sending you down deeper into his body. The same powerful esophagus muscles that pushed the sea serpent down into his starved stomach with ease are extremely gentle with gently pushing and pulling you down, like an all encompassing embrace. You slow for a few moments, before he gently swallows again, sending you past his heart and lungs. The gurgling and groaning of his stuffed gut grow louder as you are pushed and pulled closer to your destination. He swallows a few more times, secretly grateful you trust him this much.

You easily slip into his awaiting pouch. The walls are incredibly soft, and have plenty of give to them, not meant to confine at all, more of to gently hold. The walls gently clench around you, catching you by surprise. The sound of his stomach hard at work at breaking down his massive meal is practically right below you. The sea serpent really isn't squirming much. His stomach has made quick work of the sea serpent, which is quite an unsettling thought. Then again, he was likely famished when he swallowed it down, so you really can't feel bad for it too much. 

Hercules sighs, gently feeling at his pouch with his claws. "Are you comfortable in there?"

He stifles another burp behind his anchor like claws. It's a relief to finally have at least something in his pouch.

"Y-Yeah! I'm comfortable!" You call out, wriggling around a bit against the walls, prompting a purr from the Star Tug. The walls really aren't confining you or anything, letting you move around easily, more along the lines of gently holding you close.

"Good.. Now relax, and I'll let you out whenever you want. Just let me know, and I'll hack you up." Hercules purrs as he feels you stirring around in his pouch. You're not exactly filling, but you'll do for now. 

"Okay.. thanks.." You settle down in his pouch. The walls gently hold and caress you as you relax, letting your aching joints rest after a long day of work. You hate to admit it, but this is way more comfortable than you thought it would be. His purrs reverberate all around you, relaxing you further. You wouldn't mind staying in here for a while, at least until the rain passes.

Hercules smiles as he feels you relax in his pouch before he makes his way back to the Star Dock. His stomach is still working hard at breaking down the sea serpent he had greedily swallowed down. He burps softly, softly apologizing to you before he settles down in his spot at the Star Docks. All of the other Star Tugs are fast asleep. No surprise there. None of them are usually awake when he returns home.

You begin to nod off. You could honestly sleep in here for the night. Surely, it wouldn't hurt and Hercules wouldn't mind, right? Besides, your boss can't really fire you for being late.. after being taken in by a tug. Sure, you gave Hercules permission to do so, but that doesn't mean you can't stretch the truth a little bit. Ever so slowly, you drift off to sleep.

Hercules sighs as he settles down, and relaxes, feeling that you've grown quite still, meaning you've likely fallen asleep. He doesn't mind it at all. If anything, that means he gets to hold you inside his pouch for just a little longer. He yawns like a cat, showing off all of his razor sharp fangs. All those weeks being out on the ocean really wore him out. Sure, he was able to sleep out on the ocean, but he is most comfortable at the Star Dock. He drifts off to sleep. Seems like you may getting a bit of a prolonged stay tonight.

[rasaywhat]

It feels strange. Having you there, I mean.

No of course not! It’s good, strange in a good way! …But like, it feels natural yes, I know that’s the main thing you’d expect, but it also feels.. so…

You know how a handshake feels yes?

*huff*

I know I know, it was a rhetorical question you picky little dork, you shouldn’t get on me if you’re in me you know! But imagine if, someone said a hug was like a big handshake. Like yes that’s, what it is, but that’s not how it feels. It almost seems sacrilegious to compare the two.

…

Ah, yes yes *ahem* what I’m saying is that…

*poke* stop that, I’m getting there,

A hug is to a handshake what… this… is to a hug. It’s so much more, so much more connected and full of feeling and…

*sigh*

You feel so good, I love rubbing you so much and I can feel your every little move and I can still taste you on my lips and-

I just, I like this.

Do you?