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Inspiration struck and I drew a scene from @okminer07's latest chapter of "Nuna" (see here)!!

Look they're adorable and it checked all of the boxes of things I love to draw. So yeah, just a little something! :,)

Nuna be like "What is this feeling?! I must be getting sick!" xD

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SLEEPING W A GIANT

You’d fallen asleep tucked against the warm stretch of their collarbone, the way you always did when they let you, folded into the dip of skin where scent gathered, where the rise and fall of their breathing made the world sway like a lullaby. One hand loosely cupped nearby. A comfort. A promise.

But sometime in the night, whilst both sleeping, you had slipped onto the pillow, they turned. A murmur in their sleep. A twitch.

You stirred a little just as the whole sky shifted, slow and inevitable, came down upon you with a sleepy grumble.

The weight wasn’t sudden. It was gradual. Sinking. In your own sleepy state you hardly had the time to protest.

Their face, broad and soft, slack with sleep, rolled gently onto you, not maliciously, just… thoughtlessly. The full slope of their cheek pressed down, warm and plush, smothering you into the bedding without even the grace of warning. A sigh followed, blowing warm air into the sheets as they settled in, face nestled into the plush pillow.

And for you. It was like having a mattress dropped on you when your back was turned.

You were pinned beneath the gentle press of skin, every inch of you molded to the velvet curve of their cheek. It should’ve hurt. It didn’t. Not really. But gods, it smothered. Your arms pinned. Your legs twisted. Your cheek pressed to theirs, sweat-slick and twitching.

You could feel their heartbeat in your bones. The low rumble of their breath vibrated through your ribs. You were part of them like this. Absorbed.

A soft groan rumbled above, a sigh, maybe. They simply nuzzled closer, as if even in sleep they knew it was you they slept upon.

And when they stirred, finally, some endless time later. When they groaned sleepily and shifted again.

You didn’t come free right away.

Their head lifted, slow and groggy, and your body came with it. Stuck. For one horrifying second, you were half-glued to the soft skin of their cheek, pulled upward by the light sheen of sweat and sheer contact alone. You peeled off with a wet little sound that neither of you would ever mention again.

You flopped back onto the pillow like a dropped ragdoll. Your limbs splayed. Your hair stuck to your face. You gasped.

Their eye opened at the sound.

Just one. Bleary. Focused on the vague outline of you below.

And then they blinked. “…mm?.”

Their voice was cracked with sleep, the low timbre of it dragging goosebumps up your spine. “Shit. Did I…?”

You just groaned weakly in response, lifting one hand to make a vague, defeated motion. Their expression twisted, sheepish and horrified in equal measure. A huge hand hovered over you, then scooped you up with the care of someone handling a very small, very squashed miracle.

They brought you close. A thumb brushed against your side, gentle, apologetic. Or maybe checking you were still in one piece. You couldn’t help the tiny whimper it drew from you. You felt them flinch at the sound.

“Are you okay…?” they asked, barely more than breath. “I didn’t mean to. I—”

You waved a hand. Or tried to. It was more a twitch than anything. Still, they seemed to get the message.

They curled around you slowly, cupping your body like a prayer, face hovering just above as they whispered, “im sorry~ just.. just stay up here. Near my collarbone.. I’ll stay awake this time so you can get some rest”

Yet a deep yawn betrayed them as they sunk back into the pillows, eyes dark, watching. You knew they’d likely fall asleep again, looked too tired to even make a promise to stay up.

You didn’t trust your voice. But your hand closed weakly around the edge of their thumb for some self assurance. And even half-suffocated and sore, you found yourself smiling a little as you closed your eyes.

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It wasn’t supposed to be so much.

A kiss. That’s all it was meant to be.

But when something that big leans down to show affection, there’s no such thing as “just” a kiss. Not when the lips that descend are wider than your body is long. Not when their mouth alone could cover the entire space you stand in—and then some.

You barely have time to gasp.

One moment, their face is hovering above you, pupils blown wide with hunger—not the kind that eats, but the kind that devours in every other way. The next, the sky falls. Velvet lips crash into you like a tidal wave of skin and heat. And suddenly, you are flattened.

Not crushed, no—never that. They’re too careful for that. But the weight of them? God.

You’re pinned instantly, your back hitting the floor. Their mouth blankets your entire form in one overwhelming press, soft yet impossibly heavy. Your limbs splay, stuck in place, every inch of your body engulfed in the plush heat of them. It’s hot. Wet. Suffocating in the way passion can be. You can’t move. You can barely breathe.

The floor feels miles beneath you. The ceiling may as well not exist. All that’s real is them. That mouth. That need. And you, smothered into helpless stillness beneath it.

They kiss like they’re starving.

Their lips mold to you, dragging slightly as they adjust—just enough to send a shiver through your whole being. Your hands twitch, your legs buck against the weight, but it’s useless. You’re caught beneath something so vast, so hungry for you, that resistance is laughable. Irrelevant.

And still, somehow, they’re gentle. Ravenous, yes. All-consuming. But measured. Your bones aren’t bruised. You aren’t broken. Just… claimed. Thoroughly. Completely.

When they finally pull back—slowly, as though reluctant to let you go—the air rushes in like a flood. You’re gasping. Drenched in the heat of their breath and the faintest trace of saliva. Your clothes cling to you. Your heart is pounding so hard it hurts.

Above you, their lips glisten. Their mouth parts slightly in a smile. It’s wicked. Breathless.

They let out a low, guttural mmm, deep in their throat. It rolls through you like thunder, full of satisfaction and craving. A sound that says more than words ever could.

You don’t answer. Can’t. You’re still lying there, dazed and trembling, imprint of their affection still tingling across every nerve.

They kiss like they want to own the world.

And in that moment—you are their world.

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Can I.. perchance see an example? Of when they’ll have a hard time to make Cetus put someone down, because he’s already showed too much affection? Something like that.

👉👈

"C'mon dude, I'd like to have lunch..."

"Just keep petting, he's sleepy."

Sometimes an option is to wait for him to fall asleep and then "rescue" the person. Luckily freshwater mers are crepuscular and they take a lot of naps inbetween their active hours. So waiting for him to get sleepy won't take too long. :3

Of course they could be more stern with him, then he'd put her down. But they kinda reserve using that tone unless they have to, so he'll actually listen when it really matters. And they often don't mind. Jonna is just having a delayed lunch break. xD

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Reblong if you

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Hi guys, so I hate to ask this but I’ve been hit with kind of an emergency. Because of our current president and my job’s organization being specifically made to help illegal immigrants, I got a call today saying our organization is being shut down for 90 days and we won’t be paid for this time. Literally I was encouraged to just find a new job. Which of course I’m going to be doing, but also I do live alone with just my grandmother and I’m the only one making money to pay for rent and groceries.

I have one interview possibly lined up but of course there’s no guarantees. I have to find a new job as quick as I possibly can. I do have some savings, but it’s enough for just 2 - 3 months of rent, and that’s not counting any other bills like my phone or internet.

In this time that I’m applying for more jobs, I wanna take the time to mention that my art commissions are open. If you’re not interested and you’d just like to donate, I would also extremely appreciate it. Any amount helps, even sharing helps too.

Thank you for even just taking the time to read. I will hopefully be ok, and I’m gonna keep applying for jobs. I will keep you guys updated. Thank you

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Need to be gently held by a pred while they offer gentle tongue strokes to me while I’m trembling in their hands, terrified out of my mind of where we both know I’m going to end up, but they’re being so, so gentle and they’re licking away my tears and they keep whispering to me that I’ll be safe, it’s going to be safe, I’m okay, I’m going to be so, so warm and so so protected. It’s not going to be scary, they promise, they swear it, and as they slip me into their maw and swallow me with all the care in the world they just continue to comfort me and hold me and tell me that they’ve got me and I don’t need to worry anymore, I’m safe, I’m safe.

Im mentally ill

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Humans entering space and realizing we are so small. We are mice compared to these giant races with their advanced machinery and technologies and experiences beyond us- except that we're humans. And our engineers dive into the new tech and once we learn the principles we also soon realize how Inefficient everything is. Their "microchips" are the size of cars, their storage drives are basically buildings, and they somehow store less data than ours. So, human companies take advantage, and tech starts rolling out. Massive and there's a lot of wasted space so that it can be managed with larger hands/pincers/claws/tentacles, but also so much more efficient than anything the galaxy has seen before.

Human technicians start hopping ships and upkeeping the general maintenance, the stuff that most aliens put off or don't notice because they never access the crevices of their ships. As human companies become more popular and lead the tech world in everything from warp cores to game stations ("it's so compact! How are the graphics so good?" Says a 60' tall grimbleback, holding a new VR headset that has all of its components included because it's so BIG by our tech standards), soon many things have accessibility ports for humans to be able to use as well. This means that these shiprats hoping ship to ship cause such a huge improvement in everything running smoothly, and there's a huge downtick in pests on ships because those "pests" are not only big enough and aggressive enough to bite a pitbull or a person in half, they're invasive to so many planets and humans hate nothing more than dog killing planet overrunning monsters.

All the while, from the Aliens perspective, humans are an elusive race that don't fraternize much with them. You almost never see a human as most places aren't exactly safe for the little things to run around in. They do export so much stuff though, and the custodial staff at the Central Galactic Outpost insists that there's more humans around than any other race if you just know where to look.

And sure it's somewhat known that some of the little daredevils hop ships and help out in exchange for room and board, usually without permission, but that can't be that common, can it?

Maybe your ship is running better this cycle ever since you stopped at the last station, that just means that tuneup was better than you thought. And maybe for some reason that program you were working on last night is finished when you wake up, but you're so tired maybe you finished it before you passed out. Somehow that faulty light in the galley has fixed itself as well, which is odd, but maybe the Engineer finally got to it. You'd know if there was someone else on your ship.

Right?

... You leave a little bowl of berries out as a thank you, just in case. You're not sure what humans like but you've heard they have a sweet tooth.

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I don't even know them yet but I can already tell I'll be thinking of D, E, and F for a while,,

Idk where it went, tumblr deleted an ask I had just finished a draft of.

But somebody asked if I’d make characters from D-Z

And the answer is yes- kind of here’s a rough draft of all the polyamorous partners to come!

Some letters might be missing, and the designs aren’t final, but this is what I have so far

Hight might not be accurate

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”tell me you like vore without telling me you like vore” The Devourer was always my favorite monster to fight in Infamous 2,,

I even had a dream about it at some point a long time ago,,

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A borrow that listens in on the human’s talking, maybe they’re alone and that’s how the borrow learned to talk. Naturally they also pick up on the human’s speech patterns and slang, despite not knowing what all of it means.

Fast forward and they meet, only for the borrow to try and greet the human by saying “W-w-w-what’s good lactation nation?” The borrower has no clue what it means, it’s just something they’ve heard the human say,, and the human is absolutely just gobsmacked,

very shitposty thought, but I wanted to share before I forgot it,,

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With how hot it’s been and how much I absolutely hate the heat, the thought of curling up inside of a frost giant has been very nice.

Their stomach is the warmest part of them, yet it’s still nice and cool. Plus it would be neat if their insides were blue or shiny like ice.

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Self reblog because I am so, so proud of this and it got little to no attention,,,

”You’re going to taste delicious~”

PLEASE REBLOG,,, I am so so proud of it!

First ever attempt at drawing anything vore related,,!! I’m very proud of it for a first try. I’m not too thrilled with how the shadow came out, but I was getting really frustrated with it and gave up,,

But this is my oc Russel. He is a sizeshifter and a bit of a bastard (loving),,

There’s also a darker version of this to show off his cool glowy eyes and tongue.

The human will be safe btw,, he’ll keep them safe inside, just not before scaring and teasing them first.

This is also the first thing I’ve drawn in,, a while,,

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”You’re going to taste delicious~”

PLEASE REBLOG,,, I am so so proud of it!

First ever attempt at drawing anything vore related,,!! I’m very proud of it for a first try. I’m not too thrilled with how the shadow came out, but I was getting really frustrated with it and gave up,,

But this is my oc Russel. He is a sizeshifter and a bit of a bastard (loving),,

There’s also a darker version of this to show off his cool glowy eyes and tongue.

The human will be safe btw,, he’ll keep them safe inside, just not before scaring and teasing them first.

This is also the first thing I’ve drawn in,, a while,,

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Prey who won’t stop talking when in a pred’s stomach. It could be that they’re scared and it’s a self soothing tactic, they’re friends with the pred, or they just like to yap.

In the case that it annoys the pred, they could just drown out the prey by having the walls squeeze them snugly, making the words more muffled and quiet. If they’re a more animalistic/monster pred they could growl and quiet them down, as well as induce some fear or awe.

Or,, the pred loves listening to the prey talk inside of them. Their ramblings and stories provide a nice background noise for them. They could occasionally chime in and fluster the prey, who previously hadn’t known that they were paying attention.

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Gentlemen Preds

I just m e l t at the Idea of well dressed,well spoken gentlepreds.

A pred wearing a suit and gloves, letting you climb up on their hand and ever so gently inviting you to the deepest parts of themselves.

Noble Knights in shining armour heroically rescuing you, ever so gently swallowing and making sure the process is as respectful and as slow as possible.

Noble heroes who always check on you and reassure you with carefully chosen words and loving touches.

Gentlemen bastard preds, who would tease you so politely and yet absolutely roast you, giving a compliment on what a delectable fine little morsel you are.

Gentlemen preds who just, know they're better than you, and they smile politely at you, but it's no different than when a predator flashes their sharp fangs at you.

Ringmasters,Preds of the upper society,Higher beings,Knights,Kings.

Mouths that smell wonderful, because they're clean and know dental hygiene.

Soft velvety insides that never knew anything but the finest foods and desserts.

Idk man.

Thanks for @thefanciestborrower for inspiring this post