#eatee

[littledata]

we will never be here again - 1 / 4

In July of 1969, Ava Silva climbs into Beatrice's car carrying nothing but a revolver and a bag full of cash.

[girlhorrror]

i don’t want to eat human meat i want to be the guy who gets eaten

[bigkickguy]

I was thinking up some daarcoh au to draw but I just keep putting them back into fucked up or apocalyptic settings again 😭

they are happy and snuggly in my mind but not before they have to struggle to survive against da world jfjfnxjxjdjd

[randombubblegum]

nyd is new years day!! im 70% sure their guitarist has a major case of comphet

and YEAH holy shit there is so much rpf here, one of the Most Memorable (derogatory) fics ive ever read was a MIW fic that had 5 parts and was over 400k words long. it was an mpreg fic. it killed me.

idk if it's on ao3 anymore but im pretty sure it might still be on wattpad

- kellic anon

LMAO i was gonna guess new years day but in a joking way i didnt know that was actually a band name….. i love it. im gonna look them up now. im already obsessed w whatever this vibe is

i absolutely hate the fic you have described to me and i will never seek it out but thank you for sharing regardless</3

[myfuckinlife]

why is my body not symmetrical

[lordaltros]

after the malfunction of an experimental space suit, Eatee helplessly floats into a dangerous debris field. Eatee is : https://twitter.com/EATEETWEETY

[dwn024]

Have you ever froze grapes and eat it. Have you ever freezed lychee and eateed it

i have never done this but considering we have lychees in the fridge i totally should that sounds so yummy

[kriiistiii]

Dream Eatee Spirits, Hebby Repp and Toximander https://www.etsy.com/shop/KristiMadeArt

[444names]

atomic and subatomic particles + dragons + egyptian deities + pokemon + the entire mando'a dictionary

Aalack Aaolaashaar Abnyack Abuirbch Abust Acerbajur Actikaalpt Advensevej Aimnoodar Akar'maf Akorok Al'ny Along Amnounces Anouston Arahber Arisce Athers Baade Bahrag Bahtal Baincirte Banoung Barasath Behar Bekyrn Berbke Berbshrept Bercuir Bereneute Beretryone Berudunch Bes'laak Beshahmes Beskan Beter Betomar Bigutrab Biinjaing Birsint Birul Birve Birver Birverbtal Bleon Bliveosin Booriedur Boruse Boungooten Braar Brahd Brang Brim' Brimmankyr Broosh Brudy Buitenten Burksion Burnond Burnoun Burushyg Ca'hir Ca'raa'tsy Carpen Caver Cesh'et Chaar Chat'a Chayc Cherkar Chiblinge Chodasnout Chounaran Churas Cirbbram Cirvema Clacf Comela Comely Commis Copah Corvisgur Crion Culls Cuyaim'ik Cuyong Dadnouna Dalow Datroon Debes Debsoneyah Dectivees Defical Dennuhap Dentiverve Desbeh Dessir Diadjecepl Dirast Dirverfig Do'nanak Dokaannau Dosini Drail Draser Draseslan Drone Duumbesol Ealumyc Eateed Eekovic Eemurp Emestal Emudeemate Emur' Enaaraht Enhahng Ennih'la Essit Evaal Eviik Exprought Falnoughb Fixes' Flass Founar Founkod Fulii Gainkur Gatycir Ge'lay Ge'se Ge'tuur Gencet Gerbchar Gerd'ete Getivetars Ginushean Golechoome Gradir Graya Ha'mov Haabess Haalle Haalot Haanuck Hadjection Hamit Harnount Harud Heast Heber Hekher Hirverld Hukish Hunou'bez Iadir Iatycathig Idismess Ija'det Im'sus Ingai Inoung Jarii'ton Jaworm Jecti Jection Jectrattok Joorinver Jorasal Joret Joridicks Joringing Joyai'shok Juretyc Ka'tan Kaadjectir Kadject Karejahd Keess Keldanize Key'serd Kisir Kition Klectiver Klesang Knorever Kyr'isat Laalit Laaray Laave Ladchip Ladin Latnounon Leitnou'ce Lementivek Lesirsh Lissehs Loring Lormew Loronce Losirver Loterycad Luonoug Lurved Lusherar Maajur Maatiir Majur Mandally Mango Mannui Mar'bals Martayshut Maserd Me'solamay Meapably Meatomes Meell Meger Mehab Men'ka Menout Mentaasent Mentruck Mezmunkot Mhoke Mietorilar Mieviintod Mirvek Monee Morsoles Moruur Motalaanic Mothehn Mounhaar Mounk Murear Nadject Nadjectiol Nakarewell Nakazhd Naknoodahl Nalpro Narneepary Naruspland Narvurve Nearm Negate Nelen Nerdon Nerkiles Nesur Netagebt Neten Ninoun Nirnorm Noune Nouneute Nudget Nuirver Nycadjech Objor Oblor Oginou Olall Orcon Orealos Ori'ka Oriin Orine Ort'shor Oyarity Pago'ca'm Pakic Partehah Passe Pat'la Pearey Pees' Pehupoleat Pelde Peoleralur Perbhuk Petompar Phaan Pheky Phion Phorii Phoyahs Phrade Phrakirass Phrast Phrastuff Phrat Phray Phrayshaim Piphr Plemaninee Pleyc Plorpar Porycab Posit Prionclic Ptive Pubmiill Purvede Puuretaad Qetta Quited Raance Raasiry Ramandef Reles Rencad Reoystugh Rescre Ressla Retyc Rhaance Riikno Riildish Rikazhd Rohokaun Rokan Rokewees Ruumveek Sable Saing Saxioundo Scadeameng Sceneet Scorase Scrah Serbor Shaadjeten Shaalt Shaante Shadjet Shamar Sharai Sherbhod Sherrito Shodyot Shokno Shootey Shukom'ser Shune Shunmege Shuterly Shyaing Skinjat Skirver Slisom Snout Soidin Solnounsur Solth Solver Speadjeh Spikan Stikles Stomy Stopperjai Stucks Sunctiver Suuma Suunts Suurk Suurks Swaad Sweety Swerycady Swornuh'yc Tagottle Taise Takasew Tanartayc Tanirtion Tar'ay Tarem Tel'get Temoh Tenanycad Tepappetch Teparase Tetilady Theav Ther'vu Thezimhime Tho'cetal Tivek'urew Tomeat Tomewgol Tork'lar Tralyir Trastall Tret'yc Triandash Troblet Tsaar Tushuting Unake's Unbeyv Unkyrast Unrahd Untayn Unwor Us'la Ushumez Usionde Vebur Vecharfear Vedarld Verla Vershey Veyah Vherbby Vherboras Vhiphounad Vhipt Vismot Vitall Vuterate Vutyc Waadey Waanyn Waray Waruuruck Weekyr'ta Weerat'a Wertin'yce Whotayc Wittle Wooruumbor Worir Worly Wraniin Yadetah Yainounpah Yentyc Yirient Yonounbre Zarass

[littledata]

on that dizzy edge - 3 / 3

“So how’s living together?” Camila asks, “You haven’t killed her yet?”

Beatrice huffs, “Why does everyone seem so certain that Ava and I living together will end in murder?”

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Beatrice’s best friend is moving in with her and it is absolutely not going to change the entire trajectory of her life.

[astronomeys]

the best thing about being a pussy eater and not the pussy eatee is that I never have to worry about getting pregnanant so I can take birth control like a flintstone gummy. Try to do it daily but mostly just kinda whenever I remember

[ulfwolf]

An Accident -- Musing 285

Earth is a classic case   of God hadn’t a clue the gun was loaded

Just a little experiment, He thought. We’ll tweak this electrical frequency here and (Me willing) it should manifest as pain (as long as they agree); tweak this frequency there and (Me willing) it should manifest as sex. Now to get the critters all to agree—and to feel these frequencies just so. This really shouldn’t be an issue; after all, He was God. In fact, God was pretty pleased with Himself and with this new experiment of His.

And now, all agreed—even if at Divine Gunpoint, to let the critters out, to let them roam the freshly minted earth. For them to roam and hurt and procreate, and for Me to sit back and enjoy the show, thought God.

Fast forward a billion or so years and God is no longer so jovial about this mess. Sometimes He even, He even almost admits to Himself that He might have been wrong about all this, if, that is God could ever be wrong, which, of course, He cannot, that’s a given. That would make him imperfect. And He is very far from IM-perfect, He’s just the opposite.

Still, He doesn’t feel so good about our little planet anymore. For one, He had not predicted all this killing—some, if not most of it in His name, to make matters worse.

Then again, He thought, if something has to die for something else to live—as good a definition as any of the zero-sum game (the eat or be eaten thing) He had so carefully designed—well, He should have seen this coming. But He didn’t and now He has to tell Himself that he chose not to see it coming for, again, He can never be wrong and “should have” seems awfully close to admitting fault as far as He’s concerned. Still, He doesn’t feel too good about our little planet anymore. Nor about His experiment.

Killing for food, well, that was the entertainment part, for the has to be a winner (eater) and a loser (eatee), and what’s a little blood and torn throats between critters? And copulating for progeny, well, that was fun to watch too, although by now a little boring, a billion years of the same tends to bore even Mr. Patient Himself.

But what about all the killing not for food, but seemingly for fun, or out of sheer greed, or, as they often rally “for God”, what about that? Should He have seen that coming? Possibly, but for the sake of the game (that is to say, entertainment) He chose not to, is what He tells himself these days. And often.

But millions and millions slaughtered in His Name? A bit, even for God, hard to swallow. And perhaps He had gone a little overboard with this sex thing, too, for now He comes to find out there are millions and millions of His believers (in His role of Allah—and why all these different names? Babel never took place, after all, and “God” would work just fine as single moniker) millions and millions of them who now expect Heaven to be filled with untainted virgins, twenty or so per soul standing by and immensely willing seems to be the current demand cum expectation, all for their misguided after-death delight.

God shakes His Head a lot these days.

Still, He is an Expert at looking the other way, and look the other way He does, even if the planet is screaming for His Help. God helps those who help themselves, He reminds Himself, and again, and again.

(Though He suspects that He’s lying).

Here’s the question: Did He know the gun was loaded? There is nothing God, the all-knowing, does not know, at least not unwillingly, so we’re back to the “I meant to do that” thing even if there are some flickering Godly Doubts about that these days.

All things considered, however, this state of affairs is fast approaching clean-the-slate-and-start-over time, probably by directing some very, very large heavenly (not Heavenly) body (say an asteroid the size of Rhode Island, that should do the trick) toward Earth and have it impact and clean the slate but good. Too bad, really, but (He’s shaking His head) there seems to be nothing for it, things just can’t go on like this. He’s looking around for a sink to wash His Hands off this Earth in.

But, then again (and now He’s nodding His head, hopefully like), if He stands back and does nothing for a century or two, perhaps these critters will do the slate-cleaning job for Him. Yeah, that’s the ticket. That’s the way to go. Look the other way some more, a few hundred years give or take, and this place should be ready for re-population and We (the Godly We) will use a different approach next time. Less pain and perhaps no sex.

Oh, well. One lives and learns.

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[tis-i-cthulhu]

Tarrare, the Hungriest Man in History (its pretty funny watch the whole thing)

[mormorando]

does eating pussy feel different when you have a sexy sexy gap between your front teeth

[theartofo]

Some laura to zap zap away our troubles

[kingseave]

Hi!

Could you explain a bit about comfort vore?

I only know of the fatal kind, I didn't know there was more.

No pressure though!

Sorry for the late response! Thank you for asking me.

Comfort vore is vore that is often consensual with the intentions to be to comforted, be this the eater or the eatee (lol.)

The eatee (prey) is usually comforted by the warm, gentle hug of the eater (pred’s) stomach, etc.

The eater (pred) is comforted by having their prey protected inside of them, and they can enjoy the feeling of the prey inside them. Sometimes stomach rubs are involved which both parties may enjoy.

Comfort vore is usually soft vore with no death, but can be a variety of things!

I’m sorry this is not the best response, I’ll try and edit this later to add more for you, Anon!