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Im so invested in them

Has Sebastian ever felt guilty for being a bit too mean or taking the teasing too far?

Btw I love ur art! It’s so amazing to see more fandom g/t

Some mild angst on this fine Sunday evening

Watch me draw Seb in a new style every pic 💃 I'll keep my yapping about these two under the cut

Oh and to the second person that sent in a similar ask— don't worry I brain stormed up something for that one too, I just gotta get drawing!

So first, thank you! I'm glad people like seeing whatever I make even if it's inconsistent as heck. Sometimes I can draw Seb as a pretty boy and other times his features come out more simplified and I dunno what causes this 😭 I only started drawing more g/t stuff recently— I've always been embarrassed about it for some reason. But since Sebastian is already so big I don't think it's too far fetched to imagine him bigger (or Wren is super small... unsure what is happening)

And as for my comments on this, I imagined this run in particular maybe Wren already had a few close calls, or something was on their mind and they were already overwhelmed before Sebastian even started joking with them. After Wren took his teasing a bit too seriously they just burst out crying and couldn't stop :C so Seb just puts them down and lets them cry it out elsewhere

I try not to make Sebastian too OOC when imagining OC stuff with him, so I think he would simply back off and distance himself from the emotional ruckus he caused on accident. He's still very human and would feel guilt for playing a joke too far, but I don't think he's the type to admit it and apologize. At least not to some Expendable / prisoner he's just trying to get data off of at the end of the day. He'd just silently wait for it to be water under the bridge. The Expendables need his supplies to get close to the precious crystal anyway (at the very least the keycard in his shop), so Wren will have no choice but to come back. It might be awkward initially though

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No one talks about the after

Like wish antbu11y, he's shrunk down to learn a lesson and gets all smiley and cares for the ants after ok... But what about the loss, you can never hear your found family again, even in your ear they're just a buzz, just mowing the lawn or rain means that people you learned to love like family could die. You are too big for their world again, too big to love them, too big to confide in your closest friend.

Or a videogame, transferred into it, you come back and now they are just npcs again, you loved, lost, learned, grew, had such a wonderful and rich life and it's just ... Gone

Idk, i like the edginess of being world shifted, being turned into something else, ect and you just cant get back to them or you have to choose them or your life before. How do you deal with a guilt you cant explain to anyone else...

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Old ahh drawing one of my moots did (i'll take it down if you ask dude) but immediately ur post made me think of the dessert shirt and how he spent the whole rp hinting at it in front if the poor guy's mom who had no idea that was a dragon

your pred keeps licking you at parties and boasting about practicing for later

You agree. Reblog.

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Hear me out.... Parasites

Sure being a giant means you can prey on basically anything, but what about things preying on you? Some little vampire creature trying to attach between your shoulders so it can drink your blood, some kinda monster that looks human but when you swallow it: it attaches to your insides. Bonus points if the parasite doesnt really want to be a parasite or understand that it's parasitizing the giant.

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Lips the size of a car, teeth to match, the whole scene should be terrifying, but all i want is to get close. I want to tenderly run my fingers along the slabs of bone meant to rip and tear. I want the muscle nestled behind them to gently caress me. I want this vicious predator to hold me in what may be my grave, so softly, so carefully, that i know i am important to them. An insect, a blip, a little speck in their life, that means more to them than it could ever have thought.

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Wanna post some art but spoilers aughhhhb

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Nom story (vore) you have been warned

(fearplay cause i like that, a little bit of injury, digestion, partial digestion, wholesome end???)

The bus's wheels made a rumbling noise as it went over the dirt and sand of the desert. Carmine was the only one on the bus at the moment, she'd assumed that she could make it across the Devil's Valley if she stole the bus and drove it for herself. If she went with a group the survival rate was closer to 0 than she was comfortable with, only 1 out of 20 busses actually making it to the check point. She could feel her palms getting sweaty as her heart rate started to rise, catching glances of the butte in the distance, that was its lair. There was some kind of monster that lived there, anytime the refugees tried to cross the beast would rush out and devour them. There were already several buses ripped to shreds and strewn about the area. Honestly she was kinda hoping the broken buses would hide her a little bit. Apparently not-

She felt the ground start to rumble, struggling to keep a grip on the steering wheel, even though she'd never experienced it herself she knew exactly what that meant, it felt like footsteps but much too loud. The vague shape of something large rapidly approaching, she gunned it, slamming her foot on the gas the bus lurched before speeding off. She knew she couldn't out run it so she made a beeline for the buttes in the distance.

She was lucky the air bag triggered in time, or else her face would've slammed the dashboard instead, it'd already caught up?! How did it- the bus was suddenly lifted, causing her to fall out of her seat, as she was getting her bearings she finally saw it, through the windows it's eye was looking right at her. Her blood ran cold, she wasnt even sure if her heart was racing or had stopped altogether, her stomach threatening to release it's contents as the massive creature seemed to study her. There was a sickening shriek of metal being cleaved from the rest of the bus, claws the size of her ripping the top off the vehicle. She scrambled like she had somewhere to go, trying to run to the back to attempt to hide. Large fingers pinching her hips and lifting her from the only place she still felt safe. She watched as it was dropped, flinching a little when the hunk of junk hit the ground. A yelp escaping as the giant brought his foot down to flatten it, there go her hopes of escaping.

She could feel the hair raise on the back of her neck as his breath washed over her, all she could really see at the moment was his lips and nose, her hands trembling as she tried to hold herself steady. He gave a smirk, flashing his teeth, oh gods they were huge, he could easily just pop her head without even noticing. She started to squirm as he opened his mouth, her hands uselessly slapping against the digits holding her in place.

"ready to see what my insides look like?" He had a chuckle to his voice, not waiting for an answer as he brought her towards his awaiting maw. She struggled to even find the words, terror filling her body as she saw her surroundings slowly be replaced

"I CANT-" she yelled, the hand stopping... She was pulled back into the light, brought up to eye level.

"the fuck you mean you cant??? Im eating you" he wrinkled his nose a bit, somewhere between confused and irritated

She swallowed hard, starting to feel dizzy, fighting to keep herself awake "i cant see you're... Insides" she swallowed hard, she could feel bile pooling in the back of her throat "it's uh... It's dark... I cant... See in the dark?" She finally looked him in the eyes. Flinching at the sight of them alone, the pupils were pointed like a cat's. He seemed to be just... Starring at her.

There was a tug at the corner of his mouth, a little "heh" escaping before he started laughing, his free hand over his forehead as he threw his head back "oh you're funny- i havent heard that one before" he kept chuckling in between speaking "fine, i wont eat you"

Some how that didnt seem like as much a relief as she thought it'd be

"until someone comes along with a flashlight so you can see" he sneered

Oop, yah, that's why she didnt feel safe. She grimaced, unable to even start to protest before he turned around to head back home, letting her dangle over the rocky terrain, almost a passive threat he WILL drop her if she bites him. A small whimper escaped her, he obviously heard it but didnt acknowledge her, going inside to put her on his bed "get comfortable" he purred, she could tell just by the look in his eyes he was toying with her "you're gonna be here awhile~"

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He was right, not many people came through with flashlights in the coming month, not that he really checked before chugging down the bus loads of people. The first week he seemed to make sure to lay his stomach down next to her after a meal, he liked to watch her squirm. Though the initial charm of scaring her wore off after week 1.

Week 2 he seemed to be more relaxed, finally asking her questions like she was a person. She didnt trust him, not once, but answered regardless

"why are you guys sending tour buses where i am? You know it's like a free buffet right?"

She picked at her fingers, avoiding eye contact yet again, it was starting to annoy him "they arent tour buses"

He growled a little "then what the hells are they, after like the first three times most people stop"

"civilian buses" she mumbled, at least he seemed to have heard her. It was unnerving to see his expression remain unchanged while he thought, this was apparently new information for him "... They... What they do to you is worse than being eaten" she tried to explain further in the hopes he'd stop staring at her.

Instead that seemed to encourage him to pick her up, she was starting to hate the way he handled her, always rough and fast like she was his plaything "you're gonna get the latter you know?" He huffed a bit "i know we havent found you your little light but maybe you need a reminder" he opened his mouth and pressed her partially inside, relaxing a little when she started to thrash in an attempt to get free. For once she did manage to slip free, unluckily the only way to go was down. She yelped as she fell into his mouth, he seemed surprised as well, snickering as he fished her out "i didnt think you'd be so eager..." His teasing was short lived, she was limp in his hand, damn it she fainted again. He rolled his eyes as he adjusted to lay on his back, hesitantly putting her to his chest and laying his hand over her.

Week 3 is when he started to notice he didnt really WANT to eat her anymore, he'd stopped checking, stopped hunting, altogether. He would still chase the buses and play it up that he definitely ate someone but wouldnt actually go through with any of it. The really blow to his ego came when he noticed it was kinda upsetting when he scared her on accident, not teasing but just reaching for her or trying to adjust something. This thing was messing with his head

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That's when that day happened, apparently word got around that he'd weakened and they sent a tank to try and take him out. The little human had been sitting where she could see it approaching, a squeak escaping her. That wasnt a resistance tank "they're gonna... They're gonna take me" she dreaded aloud, mostly to herself since she assumed the giant was asleep. A huff of air making her tense up as he sighed, sitting up "you dont take from a giant, that's stupid" he got up, she could only really watch as he went outside.

He stared at the little hunk of metal, wrinkling his nose, it looked shoddy, hastily made. He was overconfident, sure he could take a few hits without this rust bucket doing much "you want a free shot little guy?" He joked, not really expecting it to take aim. He wasnt actually even paying attention until it sent a round straight into his chest. He gasped, shocked, it hurt, it actually hurt. It made him sick to think about, he needed to destroy this thing NOW. His chuckle slid back into a growl, running for the little tank, it started to try and back up but he was faster than it, sliding down on his knees, his fingers wrapped around the top, the crunch of metal resounded as his claws dug in. With a quick yank he removed the top, the two soldiers inside panicking, he skipped the formalities, angry, he had no reason to toy with someone like this who had the audacity to try and slay him. He brought them one after another to his mouth, not even tasting them as he greedily swallowed.

That's when he saw it, one of those larger flashlights strapped to the inside of the tank. There was hesitation, he didnt like that he was hesitating, why was he hesitating. He shook it off, grabbing the light before stomping back to the butte, his steps shaking the entire world for the poor human. She scooted back when he approached her, his changed demeanor giving her that sick feeling again "you" he growled "take this" he shoved the small device into her grip. Her face paling when she realized what this was, this couldnt be happening, after she'd survived so long he was just- she was just. She gagged, coughing as she fought the sick feeling in her stomach. The giant ignoring that as he reached for her, he tensed and pulled his hand back before reaching her, the adrenaline starting to wear off, now he was really feeling his broken rib. He wobbled a little before getting down in his knees, beads of sweat sliding down his face. He'd never felt actual pain like this, it was horrible.

He coughed, laying down on his back, it felt like it was just getting worse. He was dizzy, it felt like his vision was slowly going black and he couldnt stop it, seeing the human peeking over the edge at him before his eyes fully closed. He couldnt handle this, his body knew that.

She couldnt believe it, she could leave, she could run away, she HAD to. But somehow she couldnt. He stared at him for awhile before finally making a move, using the blanket to rappell down she made her way across the floor. She went to the little spring he had flowing in the corner, cupping some in her hands before going to try and drop it on his lips. She couldnt just leave him like this, and it wasnt like she'd survive the desert heat the whole 18 miles. So instead she spent the next few hours repeating that process till she was tired, laying down next to him to just kinda watch him sleep. He was incredible when he wasnt trying to murder you, since he was out cold she slowly drifted off herself, assuming she'd wake up before him.

She did not. He was groggy and a little disoriented but he was for sure awake first, he glanced around before spotting her, he could feel the dried streaks of water on his cheeks. He winced as he sat up, having to go slowly. This was all cause he got soft, obviously, she was poisoning him. He glanced at the bed, finding the little device, he growled as he grabbed it. Looking it over he then yanked her from the ground, startling her awake, he couldn't even take amusement in her flailing. He narrowed his eyes as he shoved it into her hands "i said i would so now i am" she was confused for a moment, clinging to the flashlight, he sounded more like he was talking to himself than her. Not that it really mattered as in a matter of seconds she found herself being tossed around and coated with saliva, she didnt dare let got if the flashlight, as if it'd somehow save her, the light illuminating the fleshy prison as it rolled her in the slimy substance it was producing. She coughed and sputtered, using her feet to try and push herself around, that's when the light finally shown without being obstructed by his tongue, her heart dropped as she realized she was looking at his throat. The pulsing muscles twitching in anticipation, it felt like time had stopped for a second, her voice wouldnt come out no matter how hard she fought, tears welling in her eyes as she started to take in what was actually happening "wait-" she didnt even get to finish, the tunnel squeezing her head, the sound of the gulp seemed to vibrate every bone in her body. The light was almost no help, being covered every time the surroundings squeezed. She could feel his hand tracing her descent, he was going slow on purpose, only swallowing again once she went past the sternum. She was unceremoniously thrown into the awaiting organ, immediately regretting having her light, she could see everything. The air itself seemed to be acidic, burning to breathing, she coughed and covered her face with her arm, moving the light around the small space with her other hand, she could see it undulating, his heart beat loud, drowning out all her thoughts, or was that hers? It was hard to tell like this. The surroundings grumbled, a soft gurgling noise coming from somewhere deeper in the organ, she made no attempt to check, knowing she wouldnt like what she found. Gastric fluids pooled around her, starting to fill gradually as it seemed to have noticed she was in there, already starting to itch she made no attempts to struggle, she'd seen it too many times, no matter what you did you werent getting out.

On the other hand, though he was enjoying himself, he could feel a nagging feeling in the back of his head. He tried to brush it off, turning to grab her before pausing. He mentally had to remind himself THAT'S what he just ate, he cant just grab her and mess around anytime he was upset, she was food, she was always going to be food. He heard his belly grumble, staring down at his pudge. He stayed like that for a moment before screaming "FUCK-" he kicked the wall, his cheeks turning crimson, he couldnt do it, he just couldnt, not this one. He put his hand on his stomach, he couldnt really feel much since she wasnt moving, rushing to his bathroom. He leaned over the basin before driving his fingers down his throat.

She felt the organ lurch, completely drenching her in the foul smelling digestive fluids, it was already putrid but now it smelled almost metallic, she was already bleeding from her legs. She lost her grip on the light as the world around her seemed to shift, leaving her in the pitch black darkness, not long after she was completely submerged, then squeezed, then she was falling? She fell into the water, not daring to try and take a breath. A large hand reaching from above before fishing her out. At least he was actively being gentle this time. She couldnt stop it, throwing up at least a gallon of water and bile, coughing as it stung her throat. She felt like shit, lying limp in his palm.

She could make out vague words as he tried to apologize and check on her, but she was exhausted from the abuse she'd just taken from his insides. Where she wasnt burnt she was bruised, her body feeling like it'd fall apart at any moment, she just wanted to sleep and never have to wake up.

But he seemed to have other plans, the feeling of cold water hitting her skin instantly waking her up, she kicked and tried to shield herself with her hands. It was ice cold! It sure felt that way after being smothered inside a giant. He seemed to relax a little when she reacted to the water "sorry- it's probably cold" she shivered as he turned it off, holding herself tight, she didnt want to talk to him right now, she was pissed, seething, she had a right to be, not to mention the confusing mix of emotions that came with being freed.

He could kinda tell, not so great at the comforting part. Going to lay down on bed, she squeaked when he pressed her to his chest, oh gods it was warm. She couldnt help it, practically melting against him. He decided not to make a big deal of it, pulling the covers over them both. This was going to be a long night...

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only logical choice

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Tw. Betrayal, angst, all that jazz, probably some blood and injury

Nora only one thing on her mind at the moment:

"How the fuck did she get into a situation like this"

The wind whipped past her ears, making them fold uncomfortable upward, she could see the blob of shadow up above her, two dragons duking it out. Right, she was supposed to be helping Marcus today...

He'd come to her that morning, skiddish and kinda out of it, he'd been having issues with his precinct back in Alva, the hidden city of the giants, which just worsened the poor dude's anxiety. Even being a dragon she never found him intimidating, just sad. Of course she agreed to help, who wouldnt, he was just a hatchling after all.

It'd been meant to be a quick task, she gets the other guy, knocks him out, and they go home. But instead as soon as he'd felt her he rocketed upwards. He'd climbed hundreds of meters in a matter of seconds, this bastard was a wyvern for gods sakes of course he was fast. Marcus had followed to help but tackling the culprit while she was barely hanging on wasnt exactly helpful.

That brings her to now, his tail had whipped her in the face and knocked her off. Rather than flailing like any normal person she instead crossed her arms and silently recollected where this all went wrong.

"that damn dragon" she mumbled, watching them get further and further away, she'd much rather not look down and see the approaching landscape grow ever closer. She could hear the sound of the air around her change, normally someone would've noticed her by now... Great... This was gonna hurt.

No sooner had that thought crossed her mind she slammed into the earth below, hitting hard enough she went several meters under the dirt, she was lucky the ground was soft but that didnt mean it didnt hurt. The air rushed from her lungs as the impact spread through her body, the ridge along her back becoming a shattered mess of stone and blood. She gasped desperately for breath, coughing and wheezing, making no attempt to get up since that'd worsen her wounds. It felt like her skin was still attached but it was in several loose pieces, the cold dirt pressed between the cracks on her bare flesh. No one was here, no one to see her stoney facade turn into a whimpering mess, she was prepared but apparently not enough. Her struggle for breath devolved into lightheadedness, she could feel herself slipping away, only catching the muffled sound of Marcus' voice.

'he better not try to fix this himself'

She thought, a blurry yellow filling her view of the hole before she passed out.

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Redid Auric anyways, his name is Kaith now and he's a Lub ( @cav-um 's species)

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Zuego is not doing so great, being batted around and swallowed definitely aint helping. Poor dude is having a panic attack and the pred doesnt even notice. He's somewhere between passing out and throwing up... @cav-um free my boy he's done nothing wrong

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Hate to be this person- but theres a user stealing a TON of art by ppl who are prominent in the sfw/nonsex vore community (including me).

In addition, they are tagging it as nsfw and as kink.

User is

https://www.tumblr.com/kineticguerillapuppet?source=share

Id recommend blocking them, and if possible reporting them.

List of ppl whos art was stolen I could recognize:

@boiled-ginger-ale

@dav8530

@eluxurex

@thefanciestborrower

And a few others that I cant remember how to spell their user names.... sorry TwT

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(self indulgence)

Honestly, what more could she ask for, a warm bed, a roof over her head, endless food and water. It was a pixie's dream and she'd managed to procure it. Polistes was a paper wasp, though she loved her hive she wanted more, so she left. Unlike the others she was born with a unique magic, she could see mana. To her the world was like a web of glistening string dancing in an wind no one but her could feel. With this she got to work, weaving and collecting she managed to piece together a paper golem. Her work was far from perfect but as long as it held together she could do it. Polistes had to, of course, use illusions to make it actually look human. But other than that this was her work, her very own home and persona if you could call it that.

She climbed inside, gently tugging at the strings like a puppet, at first it was difficult to move like a person rather than a puppet but she got used to it. She started going from town to town trying to make herself some friends, but it always seemed to end with being called a monster or almost getting bug zapped. Dejected and alone she almost gave up, until a kobold came along, at first he wasnt the most friendly, nor the safest person to be around, but after being around him for under a week she once again tried to throw herself into the relationship. And to her surprise it worked, he wasnt scare... Of course her stinger was scary but he wasnt scared of HER.

Overjoyed she made a silent promise to herself, never uttering it aloud, she would do everything she could to support him and be the best friend possible.

Now snuggled up in his palm, a marshmallow on her stinger and his index finger pulled tight, all she could think about was how nice tomorrow was gonna be now that she was with him <3

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Guy, borrower and fantasy thing i havent seen once... They use "it's ai" as an excuse. Borrower just walks out in front of you, you flip out and snap a pic, posting it, borrower isnt worried, borrower just goes on stolen cellphone and comments on your pic "nice ai"

A dragon literally lays down in your yard, you take a video of them yawning smoke, everyone calls it photoshop or a puppet or anything else

There's no limit to this trope, we can abuse it, fantasy writers pls!

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Jake aint doing so great... First his magic failed and he became the size of a mouse, then he ended up being scared of anything, and now the poor dude cant even teleport without ending up inside of someone. He'd ask if his day could get any worse, but that would be tempting fate

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