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Part 3

Many ideas are passed around the not that secret meeting in the main hall, such as: just let him pass through the entire digestive system — the preferred one as no-one else gets eaten, or more of direct rescue. And during that discussion the idea that it could be his new home and wasnthrown by one of new recruits but did get a good giggle from the mayor and dismissed. The first one was dismissed as a plan B as Billy recalled that unlike humans the giant has two stomachs, and with Sarah veterinarian knowledge the second was thought to be fatal for Floyd if he were to pass through. A direct rescue had a few issues, notably that there was not a single soul that was at all willing to be eaten by the giant to get Floyd out. So, even if they were ordered to they wouldn’t, a counter to that possibility was to tell the giant to eat the so called ‘bait’. This code-name was more so a funny joke to tease whoever was to be eaten. The id

During the meeting in the giant stomach, Floyd has now woken up and realised it isn’t a dream. However, he isn’t that distressed as one might think, he seems to enjoy it. After all, it’s all warm, cozy, safe and he doesn’t have to deal with his annoying brother. Kicking the walls, he grabs the giant attention to get to know them better. As the conversation goes on, Floyd learns that his name was Gondor and that he was known for his protection and help for the local tribe’s people. Gondor proceeds to ask how he feels about being in there, and reluctantly admits he likes it — he would never admit that to anyone else — and jokingly suggests that this could be his new home.

They eventually settled on using the bait plan, assuming that the giant already tried to throw him up — he could but didn’t. so they ventured to where the giant was and began preparations for the bait, Billy. With a harness and lead attached, Billy was lifted towards the giants mouth and climbed in without hesitation. The giant proceeded to play with Billy inside his mouth, to make sure that he would go down easy or at least that was the excuse he actually just missed the taste of tinies. It was a bit more aggressive then he thought but the seeing his brother again drove him on despite his clear annoyance. He was swallowed down, and met Floyd again, though they couldn’t see each other, they celebrated their reunion by a conversation:

Billy: with relief and irritation “It’s such a relief to see you again. I had to get myself EATEN to see you so you better be glad”

Floyd: as if it was obvious“you know you didn’t have to be eaten to get me back right? He could have just spit me out.”

Billy: “good point, why didn’t… . WAIT A SECOND I didn’t have eaten.. ARGH I’M SO MAD”

Floyd: “you idiot”

They proceeded to started to fight, which ended tickling Gondor and ended them bouncing them around as he laughed.

What tags would even go with my “the adventures of the notorious trio” fic?

I know I’m 2/? Done but like still

The adventures of the notorious trio

A complete archive of final versions and most updated drafts

Ch-1: The adventure of Gondor

Word count: not done

Tags: sfw vore, Safe vore, soft vore, sfw g/t, angst, fearplay, not fanfiction,

Link (Not done so you ain’t getting it)

Ch-2: Not this again!

Not done

Part 2

Once learning that this day wasn’t going to be his last, he decides to have a nap hoping that when he wakes it was a dream. Suprisingly, he falls asleep far faster than he ever had before given the smoothing ambiance and message in the stomach of the giant. As he fades to sleep, he thought that this is quite nice but dismisses as it is as absurd as one could imagine. Whilst he rests, his brother Billy, still in distress and disbelief, is soothed by the giant — who is also panicking, though hiding it. After a few tens of minutes, they plan on what to do next and they decide to go back to town, however risky that is. During the short journey, only a few hours now, they chat on how to handle the townsfolk and make sure they don’t overreact.

In the meantime, Sarah — unaware of what transpired — goes shopping trying to find some textiles that would go with the outfit in her sketchbook. As the shops were closed, she headed to the owners home to see if she could get it there. As she was about to open the door, she see’s a large humanoid creature in her periphery. Freaked, she jolts her head towards it, hoping it was merely a trick of the eyes, using her binoculars in her backpack she sees Billy atop the giants shoulder but not Floyd. Concerned on Floyd’s whereabouts, Sarah rushes to inform her father (the mayor) about the urgent matter. With the help of the local authorities she gets to the others.

Billy, noticing the town approaching, tells him to stop to avoid uproar. Soon after, he notices Sarah approaching, and tells him to lower him down. With the two together, Billy informs them of the matter. It goes as follows;

Billy crying and with a crackly voice: “I don’t know how to say this, but whatever you do, don’t panic. We have a lot more time than you might think.”

Sarah stirn yet distressed: “where is your brother?”

Billy barely believing it himself utters: “he... uhhh… got swallowed by the giant”

Sarah in shock: “what!? FUCK!!!” Trying to keep it together “how long does he have?! How do we get him out?!”

The giant overhearing the conversation responds “minimum three weeks, but as long as I keep swallowing the supplies, until he dies of old age. Maybe not event that”

Billy and Sarah both confused: “how in the hell does that work?! He should be dead in hours”

The giant: “that’s a long story”

During that time, the officers that overheard the conversation, look at each other with panicked faces. And realise that someone is going to have to climb into their mouth and go down his throat to secure the other. And agree without uttering a word that they are not doing that. Billy realising that too, volunteers if that is what they decide to do. Privately, the giant is excited at the premise of swallowing more prey as he used to do that to help his tribal friends heal from wounds that they couldn’t handle back in his day and boy did he find quite delicious. He even gave them nicknames based on their taste, like cookie, or sugar. Not knowing how much time has passed he hid them in fear of losing potential friends.

As the others return to town, the giant waits amongst the nearby mountain valley.

DEAR ARTISTS, PLEASE READ THIS POST I STUMBLED ACROSS

IF YOU ARE NOT DOING THIS ALREADY, YOU SHOULD TRY IT

I even tested it out myself, it works great

this is what i mean when i say "sniles so sneetly" btw

If I could

I would go on a quest to pet every creature

Thinking about nomming some prey makes me fr hungry.

Vore thingamajig

// Introductions to the whole text

// P.s There is no TLDR; read the whole 3k word doc.

// To add more clarification on something that is not only already clear (at least for me), but also unnecessary. I will proceed to more or less rant/monologue. This will most likely be used to explain essentially me with some context on this specific thing to purely hypothetical people in purely hypothetical scenarios, centred on making people understand those who like vore in the way that I and others do. It will be long enough and extensive enough so that you know nearly as much as me, though that may border over sharing. It is important that you read all of this before you ask questions or berate me because I will not listen.

// This is a very extensive and long post, that includes three chapters and five important sub-sections, the three chapters are: the elaboration on why I like vore, trivia on slang and one focused purely on the emotions and conveying that through thingies. The sub-sections for the first chapter are: general information, personal experiences, the communities around it, it as a coping mechanism from my own experience, how it can be used for storytelling. The sub-sections for the second chapter are: fatal, digestion and reformation vore and it’s connotations, vore as a fetish all whilst excluding slang as it’s on a different post. The sub-sections for the third chapter are: theatre.

// The first chapter details on what I deem as all the information that a person could need to understand the SFW vore community and mostly myself. The ‘general section’ covers everything that’s relevant and everything that not covered in the others. The ‘personal experiences’ section will cover anything that focuses on me or the people close to me: so how you will think of me, my own development and it’s possible origins. The ‘vore community’ section covers knowledge about vore in general and not just how i like it, with additional clarifications on a myriad of things, and excluding certain parts that I choose to not to associate with. The ‘coping mechanism’ section is one of the sections of how I enjoy it and covers any additional emotions/feelings and their origins. The ‘storytelling’ section will be focusing on: FHRD vore, non-FHRD vore, pred traits, prey traits, pred-prey dynamic and world-building. FHRD meaning fatal, hard, reformation and digestion. They will contain how they can be used for storytelling, containing an in depth analysis of those. // Ch 1: Clarification on the vore thingy

// Sc 1: General stuff

// First of all I when I use the word ‘vore’ I do not refer to the nsfw vore community or it’s possible sexual connotations, I mean it as an all-encapsulating term for when characters ‘eat’ each other. Not in a cannibalistic sense but as a non-fatal and unique form of either bonding, based on trust or as protection as a tool to cope with personal trauma, or as a tool for storytelling. I may use other terms such as; extreme cuddling, Swwh etc to refer to specific elements of vore.

// One of my main concerns that I think we will share is the weird-ass cravings, as no matter how much I write/add to this there is no way that you could understand these emotions. That concern is based on how we have different lived experiences and that yours fundamentally can not match with mine as I like vore and you probably don’t, so how could I explain my feelings to you when you’ve never felt them. It’s like trying to explain colour to a blind-from-birth person, impossible right? So, what I expect is getting stuck in a state of anxiety from the both of us, and I frankly don’t know what I could do about that.

// To give any merit to the argument that I don’t like vore I need to give you important context which summarises into; you do like it. Although that summary is true it oversimplifies the dynamic between me and it; it has more in common with how one enjoys a television series, any old hobby or as a coping mechanism. To elaborate on that argument I could argue that because a significant part of it is a coping mechanism with the dominant reason that I like it is of how I perceive it as a sense of protection and closeness rather then being due to the vore itself. However, that I don’t think argument doesn’t mean that I don’t like vore as it’s only provides an explanation but do read that sub-section and make your own assessment. The most convincing addition that I could give the argument would be storytelling, as I will state; it has nothing to do with vore and more to do with it as a tool. In addition, if it has too much emphasis on the vore it’s more probable that I won’t like it.

// One of the issues that you may have reading this is that I’m trying to avoid saying what the material exactly is and so instead of being blunt I beat around the bush, though how much will vary per paragraph. This is because, as I will mention, it’s a little fucked up and being vague avoids the pain. That’s extremely useful as being vague on something that your trying to clear up is clearly much better then not being vague at all. Very fucking useful. If I believe you understand then the vagueness should dissipate, though I can’t guarantee that.

// There is also an argument to say that vore, the sfw version altleast, is a lot more normal than people think although you may think that’s just denial or something else. For example, when people say “they’re so cute I just want to eat them!” it’s not something you’d be surprised to hear from anyone as if it’s normal. Though I assume it’s only weird when it’s mentioned. Also, it’s pretty prevalent in our media. In my opinion, some good examples from the media are from adventure time or dragon pilot, there are others but I’ve excluded then for a variety of reasons. Adventure time has a few examples worth mentioning and the entirety of Dragon Pilot as it’s basically just a vore anime. Adventure times’ one is where Jake the dog noms Finn the human to help protect them though is same size and not my style. The other episode is basically just them hanging out in a dream monsters’ belly whilst doing a quest. Dragon pilot is much more akin to what I like, though I prefer humans instead of dragons not that I’m complaining, as not only is it cool for storytelling — piloting a dragon through its stomach, very unique and they’re dragons what could be cooler — and protection vore plus you can cozy up in there. I think it’s a good recommendation to understand this interest of mine and because it’s a good show. Although I have missed A LOT of examples, what I’m trying to say is that it’s a lot more prevalent in our, more so my, culture then I think we’d like to admit.

// Though the existence of this, practical essay, may amount to nothing in terms of its original intended use, it has nonetheless reduced my not unreasonable anxiety about being found out to near nothingness. As I may have stated, I originally used this anxiety in an unproductive fashion that did not reduce it, as it was inevitable that I wouldn’t remember every talking point in a way that would be easily understood and not sound psychopathic, that’s not the right word but I have no idea what that could be. So instead, I wrote all of my talking points in a, not quite, document that anyone who did find out and who likely didn’t like vore could read and sit with it. As trying to get someone to understand it’s not 100-0 it’s more 50-50 with some error. As it is completely futile to try and make someone understand who isn’t trying to understand and that all the effort is coming from me, all I can do after giving them this is nothing. So from there it isn’t up to me, and no matter how much I wish I could control that I can’t so, it’s up to them. I have realised and embraced that any anxiety that from point is fucking useless so as long as it covered here it’s gone. This doesn’t even have to be about vore it works with a lot more then that

// Sc 2: Personal experiences

// I wouldn’t be surprised if you think less of me due to this, I believe that’s because of its frankly unavoidable connection to cannibalism. I know this is biased, but it isn’t even close. Trust me, I would’ve taken ANYTHING ELSE, but no, I’m stuck with this. And, as far as I remember I’ve liked it since 2016, though it could’ve been earlier. Which would’ve made me 10, approaching 11, so it is very old. If you’re concerned about me acting on these feelings, the way that reality works makes what I want diametrically opposed. You can’t just get eaten alive and not die, you could die from any of the following and more: hypoxia, hyperthermia, being dissolved/digested. But if it could happen the way I wanted, though my posts would indicate otherwise I still wouldn’t act on them. The only ways I could imagine it happening is being so moth-coded that I just crawl into a giants mouth and get swallowed, like an idiot. Or being so desperate to protect my friends that I vore them, even though I will and would avoid that option unless they made it very clear that they wanted it.

// When I was first introduced to vore I proceeded to have an existential crisis as I realised ‘oh shit, I like this. This is so fucked up. God, I’m so fucked up. FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK.’ especially since it was considered something to jack-off too. Clearly I believed this without any consideration for it to be something else, as I didn’t understand what the fuck my brain was at all thinking/doing emotionally. As I incessantly worked to understand it, I realised it was a coping mechanism and anywhere near not as fucked up. Initially, it was just trying to figure out how to satiate this desire that I had — I did find a way eventually. So basically I started to collected material that I hoped would work and all it did was remind me that I wanted it, hence doing the exact opposite for what it was initially fucking for. However, once in a millennium it works because of sheer desperation.

// To extend the previous paragraph, since I’ve pin-pointed the cause I found a way to minimise that happening it has changed to what it should’ve been. ASMR and/or RP changed only slightly, as it took a turn for more of a sleep aid as that is comforting and nulls me to sleep. Most of the remaining are somewhat boring as they aren’t focusing on the bond as much, except for the narratively interesting ones. Videos, I’ve been the most picky as like 90% are just vile or plane boring, though still cause the weird-ass cravings for the reason above and bonus emotions/feelings it has ultimately reduced. Nowadays it’s more like tv as it’s a fascination and I find it cool for some reason. On tumblr, I post relatable content and fandom.

// Every now and again my brain reminds me, although I may understand why I enjoy it the way I do, I still do not understand how I got there. I theorise(d) about the possible factors and how they may culminate into me having it, like: genetics, (formally) puberty and trauma. The biggest torment about that is, other then the genetic component, they aren’t actually testable. So, it ends up being source of confusion and anxiety. However, the genetic component is a lot more testable as I can find out if they like it, the problem with that is I have to break an unwritten rule amongst vore enthusiasts; don’t talk about it, not ever. Which means that if I’m too blunt, something which I’m known for btw, it risks my exposure. Something that I do not want. However, they’re certain traits that I think gives the game away, so to speak: frequency (the amount of times you bring it up when it does, usually media) and phrasing. This can lead to having suspicions about family members, friends or maybe even strangers, and that depends on how observant you are.

// Let’s say that I do have that suspicion, what EXACTLY do I do about that? You can plan, ask, do whatever but how do I know when anxiety is just anxiety and not real, where is the boundary between the rational and the irrational? Where is it?! Where is that boundary?! Hell do I know, especially when it comes to this, this isn’t known for being socially acceptable. I know how isolating that is, and if my suspicions are right I know somewhere where they don’t have to feel that I should help, shouldn’t I? Anyways, I think I should test my suspicions and gently push them if that’s the rights course, fast would be easier but that’s too risky. It’s difficult.

// Sc 3: Vore Communities Info stuff

// If you, yourself, are fairly familiar with vore — either because of unrestricted internet access or you went on a quest for this kind of material — you will be aware that ‘vore’ (not in the way that I meant it) covers a whole lot more then what I talk about. And, that it is fairly dishonest to exclude cannabilism from the equation. Saying that, cannibalism is pretty much just extra niche topic in vore as it has to fit: hard vore, digestion, no reformation/fatal, same size and same species. However, for many reasons but due to it making me recede in horror I refuse to associate with it at all. There is more to cover in terms of the side of vore that I don’t like but I refrain from covering all of it since it isn’t relevant to your concerns and how I feel towards it.

// Again, if you’re familiar with vore you would’ve likely heard that it is always sexual, it is not. I don’t like that point, mostly because it’s very reductionist and non-materialist. In other words, it is overly-simplified and doesn’t take into account what conditions it takes to form that interest, aka it’s stupid. For two distinct reasons I came to realise it wasn’t a fucking fetish; No.1 for reasons I won’t elaborate on (I will if asked directly) I put everything that was remotely enjoyable as sexual and as I unlearned that I realised it wasn’t. No.2 as I have interacted with people who I share this hobby/interest with I realised that it was in the same way and hence not sexual.

// To expand the previous paragraph, one of the main things that I will change on this blog is the DNI but as of when I wrote this I’m unsure when to put it in place. It is that not only because as it’s kink-adjacent, which is whole ordeal by itself, but because one’s own tolerances. I’ll expand on the kink-adjacent-ness as it’s come up, from my understanding — which is completely made up of educated guesses; is that it is extremely likely that the sfw vore will be interpreted as sexual and because I don’t yet have a ‘minors DNI’ it is probable that it backfire heavily: pedophilia allegations etcetera. I haven’t put a DNI on my account as is it isn’t sexual and any interpretations that say that would immediately be false; hence, nullifying those allegations. I’m not overly concerned with those allegations as they aren’t rational and easily dismiss-able. I will put that DNI in place anyways as it feels weird interacting with people below a certain age bracket.// If you wish that I stop hanging around communities that I share this with, I don’t recommend it. Not only has it made me comfortable with this, it has helped manage it in a way that nothing else does. A bonus to that, the bonus emotions have gotten less frequent. There are additional quirks it has given me, which I will not name because it’s a bit odd. However, if you’re more concerned about my anonymity — which I would find that very confusing — I avoid anything that could expose my irl self. This is why I’m only share this stuff on tumblr not anywhere else.

// As I have put in this now 3k+ word document, I’m interested in how vore came about. Where and when did people like watching others, or themselves, get eaten alive? Is it even limited to people? From an evolutionary standpoint it has every reason to not exist and kind of breaks evolution, though not completely; it’s confusing as ‘vore’ is synonymous with death and apparently that’s a good thing for some. Based on what I know it’s not even suicidality that makes the case, it just is appealing for some reason. Even if ‘vore enthusiasts’ don’t like fatal it’s still paradoxical, like me. I can’t even really explain why I like watching it: it’s just fun I suppose and the next sub-section too. Even as a coping mechanism it’s origin is still alludes me; why did my brain go “you know what would be good idea? Vore for as coping mechanism instead of anything normal”? Occasionally, it baffles the fuck out of me as I gain a sudden self-awareness; the self-awareness isn’t a bad thing as I do analyse my life to insure I’m not doing anything that could harm others, it’s that one of those side effects.

// Sc 4: Coping mechanism (C.M.) and bonus emotions/feelings

// On the coping mechanism side of things, it is much more focused on the feelings of security and trust then the actual vore itself. This manifests as some weird-ass cravings (reverse craving and strange craving). Since cravings are a desire to eat a particular thing, and I’m the one wanting to be eaten, reverse craving fits the bill. The strange is obvious given the context. // Reverse craving is a word that I use to label a desire to be swallowed hole by another, usually someone I deeply deeply trust, and for the purpose of ones’ own safety in an unsafe environment. Functionally speaking, it works by both direct and indirect ways. Directly, because the pred is usually more powerful then yourself they can protect you as you’re tucked away inside of them. Indirectly, because they are much larger then you; it acts as an escape as no-one will know your there. A bonus to that, you are literally as close to them as you can be, which is nice. Although I tend to try to ignore these feelings and pretend they don’t exist I have noticed some interesting phenomena that co-inside with them. One of those is a strange fondness of heat that I otherwise don’t experience; my current understanding of that is because it’s usually pretty hot, too hot even.

// A similar yet different reasoning goes for the ‘strange cravings’, instead of the desire to be eaten, it’s to protect others who can’t protect themselves and out of fear of their loss. As these were much rarer of the cravings I have much less to go off to understand these and I really don’t want to acknowledge that they exist I don’t know anywhere as much. Although as my emotional intelligence has risen I don’t need as much data anymore. As the other is much rarer it is much harder to satiate and I believe more so a byproduct of clinginess or protectiveness and I have noticed that it makes me salivate like crazy. It’s really weird.

// As one of the most relieving, yet the most frustrating, part of vore is that it’s a fantasy it is hard to come to a consensus on whether or i would want that to be a reality. It would be nice to be in there as to me it is the actual best place in the universe, as there is no real negative as long as it meets the conditions which is foundational for. It’s frustrating as it makes me feels a sense of protection and to a degree closeness that I am lacking. It would be nice to have that. Having the ability to protect others through that is also important. If protection and healing vore were seen as a norm then I might take it. The reason why I’m against it, is not really a reason its more so a feeling that I don’t even know how to describe, is very potent. Sometimes, realising that I’ll never have that has made me teary-eyed. Those feelings end up cancelling out leaving me in a state of very unsure no-ness.

// As I may have said and potentially deleted from this post; I won’t cover the bonus emotions cuz they’re a bit odd, I have decided that I will cover it anyways. I also do not understand these as well compared to the cravings so there may be a bit wrong or under-explained and they’re not simple to understand. To my brain, looking at certain vore art or descriptions — not one’s where you see the prey being nommed but where it shows/describes the interior, especially unoccupied, of the pred — it goes “ooo! Comfy, I want in.”. Because, as I have posted before, to me it is the best place in all the universe, for the following reasons: no.1 it’s warm, it’s comfy, automated massages, closeness to a loved one, safety I could keep going. There’s isn’t a competition, unending positives and no real negatives, tell me that doesn’t sound like the best possible place. The other one that I remember isn’t anywhere near as easy to explain, as there is just something so pretty about a maw — it can vary though — it activates my moth-like brain and I proceed to get myself eaten. There is another that is should go under ‘weird ass cravings’ but as I’m an observer it technically isn’t really a craving.

// Sc 5: Storytelling

// Although FHRD vore is something that I’m quite unfamiliar with, as I generally avoid it, it can be quite interesting. Due to my unfamiliarity, I am unable to do/say much but I will try anyhow. As FHRD can have romantic implications, as you become a part of your loved one, it can highlight the bond and devotion to one another. Especially since the effects are usually permanent. Alternatively it could not be romantic and just be cruel.

// Non-FHRD vore, something that is much more my style and much more familiar with, I should be able to add more content. Saying that, most of the things I can mention either goes in ‘pred traits’ or ‘pred-prey dynamics’. Anyways as previously mentioned, as for me it symbolises protection and warmth this can be shown.

// As most vore scenarios are reliant on the characteristics of the pred to make it interesting, this will be longest paragraph. One that I like is the petrified preds, I wrote a fic cantering on that, where the tinies thought it was just statue and decided that they would pretend to be eaten and one of them did actually get eaten. The conversations between the two can be interesting too, like they could be arguing about that they shouldn’t be crawling into peoples mouths or how be both be in a panic as neither of them wanted to be on this situation. Instead of just being traits for scenarios it could be species; so the pred could be a naga/lamia meaning the prey could nap in a living sleeping bag. There’s SO many things you could with their characteristics.

// However the characteristics of the prey can also add to scenarios and is quite difficult to make interesting characteristics for those scenarios in my opinion. As those not much you can do with them, which is frustrating. I’d like to have some more prey-centric fic’s/posts. For example the prey could get sweeter as the bond between the prey and pred grows, I find that pretty cute. Or the prey could change of their own flavour.

// The pred-prey dynamic, aka how the pred and prey interact, can be considered vore scenarios by them selves but are crucial to good scenes. Some have their own tags, like: fear-play, protective preds etc, while most don’t as it is too complicated to simplify to a single tag. They are also somewhat unique to the individuals in there. Fear-play, being the most obvious one as it involves the pred scaring the prey about how they are going to die and is usually paired with FHRD. Although I prefer it not being paired with FHRD and it used as more a bluff, meaning the prey isn’t very happy with the pred, and I love it most when they are besties. There a lot of options for tropes that could be used and they ultimately determined by the author.

// All the previous thingies can be used as world-building, as the history of OC’s/characters or other stuff. I don’t know what else to add to this so called paragraph so that’s it.

// Vore scenarios can be quite fun to imagine IMO. …

// Conclusion thingy

// If you read this and still don’t understand why I like this, either you aren’t trying to listen/understand and clearly not worth the effort to maintain our relationship. Or, you are trying but you just need time, that won’t be easy for the either of us, so please be patient. Sorry if I rambled there’s a lot to say, and I want to make sure that NONE OF IT is misinterpreted. As the anxiety of being found out — pinning on the weird-ass cravings because how in the fuck do I explain that and — has partially dictated my life. I have expanded and edited this post, it is possible that I have missed something. What that ‘something’ is have no idea. So, if you have any questions please ask, or return to this post. There be written in print form once I am content with its content.

Ch 2: Conveying my emotions

Sc 1: theatre

I’m going to convey how my emotions via theatre. I don’t if that’s right but eh.

I’m going to have re-type this argh

19 let’s gooo!

By the way I had my birthday towards the end of December. so now I’m 15 and posting vore shit rather than 14 and posting vore shit somehow now it feels more dignified.

I’m sorry Miku fans, but

Teto > Miku

you guys ever take a pill and it gets jammed in your throat until you take a sip of water? I imagine that might happen a lot with borrowers getting eaten which is pretty funny

I’m gonna rephrase the first half, since it had more in common with some incoherent word vomit then anything actually intelligible. It was about how vore-ish moods (emotions and/or feelings) are present in society.

So, I was reflecting on the day and it hits me; why does this certain parts of our culture mirror this community so well? It was part of pattern that I only noticed when I added this community into the equation, as it was so normal I never even thought about it. I usually see in media and everyday life (well not everyday, just once in a while. But that doesn’t have a nice rhythm to it, does it?), it’s that when you see something cute, you just wanna nom it. I just hear it “I could just gobble you up!” or something similar. You do vore-ish scenerios play out in media, but I haven’t really thought about it enough to come to a conclusion, but I will name some examples. One of these are when Jake eats Finn to help protect him, or some other scenerios like that one dream monster thingy. The main difference that I came to is that generally the emotions are more prevalent and more regulated. I think that makes a surprising amount of sense, although the commonality in people may be an issue there. Other similar yet different lines of logic can be used for the nsfw folk, probably just pines down to puberty for that. I’ve have found trying to it figure out has been interesting, I’m doing for purely intellectual reasons tho.

One thing that’s been floating in my head is how “normal” the idea of sfw vore is in our everyday culture. I never even considered in that way before I discovered this. I assume, you know when people say “aww, I could just eat you up” or something similar. I’ve been noticing a pattern; it doesn’t even get questioned. Blah blah blah… I hope you see where I’m getting at.

So, if you feel insecure/anxious/fearful, even crippling, it really isn’t that weird to like this kind of stuff. People may judge you, but have they really considered how surprisingly normal these feelings/emotions are? I don’t think they ever devoted a single thought to that possibility. You may struggle with that paralysing anxiety, and I hope you will be alright and happy in the end. You deserve that.

This is coming from someone who has / still (but not as bad) struggles with that, I would’ve needed this kind of message a while back.

She looks so cheeky! I just wanna go *nom*

The following sequence of events:

new oc. She tastes like pure sugar and shes a very sweet pred but an awful and i mean awful prey

I’m gonna expand on my expand on my previous post about petrified preds into a more fleshed-out story. ;)

So here goes:

This is short story about a particular peculiar duo; Billy and Floyd. They decided they would venture towards an giant ancient statue, yet legends told it was no statue. They, against one there closest friends advice; Sarah, try to take a selfie inside the statue’s maw whilst pretending to be eaten. // Amongst the busy streets of the local market there lay a trio, infamous for their shenanigans, who begin to conceive an idea. Little did they know this idea would dictate their entire lives for the next few weeks, although Sarah — the only one who appeared to have any common sense — saw the utter stupidity and complete disregard for their safety. She may have been aware of this but this was relatively the norm for those two and she also knew that they will do whatever they set their minds to. So, she decides to help them, though far from the first time. The conversion between the notorious trio, went as the following: // Billy: “Ay!” *bumps the others shoulder* ”You know what would be a great idea, climbing into that thing’s mouth and pretending I’m being eaten alive” with a cheeky expression on his face.

// Floyd: “YEAH! That’s a great idea. Plus, it would make a great selfie” // Sarah: frustratingly utters “you both are going to get yourselves killed, if you keep doing those STUPID things!” Then with concern in her voice “what if it… wakes up? You know the legends.”// Billy and Floyd: “what do you mean wake up? That thing hasn’t moved thousands of years.” They spoke dismissively. // *Sarah facepalms*// The rednecks of the group are elated over not only their agreement over the idea but them also unintentionally syncing. Knowing that there was no stopping them she packs everything that they could possibly need; food, water, climbing gear and more. Promptly notifies her father and doesn’t with boys parents, as there was no point worrying them more then they already are, about the quick journey and that there was no need to worry. The father acknowledges their daughter’s notice, and with a somber tone in voice he utters “you really are the only person keeping those boys alive, aren’t you?” And dismisses her. The journey will take around two days on foot, it takes 3 days. Sarah gives 85% of the remaining food and water to the others, she asks “are you two going to be fine without me?”and returns a “yeah” and a “yep”. Reassessing her previous thoughts on whether or not it was actually a statue, she remembers that the longest case of petrification was a day under 20 years and using her knowledge as a vet for the townsfolk, she guessed that with similar potency the longest it could be is 400 years. There was no recorded movement in over 2000years. believing it was a sense of anxiety. she returns home in just under 2 days. // During that time, Billy and Floyd also convinced that the statue wouldn’t wake up began to climb the giant. Steadily, they gain towards their aim; it’s mouth. Throughout the short climb they discuss how best to make it interesting, they consider some sense of melancholy, potientially a scent of primal fear. Ultimately however, they push the excitement to when they get there. When they do, they both take a little bit of time to cook the food, a nice squirrel kebab, and rest the night atop the stone tongue of the giant. Once day breaks, well rested and energised they begin to experiment with what would work best. Depending on what the reader, you, likes what happens next could be considered a terrible or a relaxing experience, the stone begins to crack as the petrification spell begins to wear off. It starts slowly, not even noticed by the boys messing around in its mouth, then begins to accelerate. The boys realised they were no legends and that were would experience it first hand, as the mouth turns from stone to a wet soft flesh. In a panic, unsure what to do takes a picture of his panicking brother inside. The giant feeling something stuck in his mouth begins to swallow, as the muscles of the gargantuan oesphagus pulled Floyd down to the stomach, Floyd fights back desperately hoping this is just a nightmare. As the giant wakes up, with his throat clear, he sees a freightened and frozen Billy. Oblivious to what he just swallowed, he attempts to calm the little thing, by focusing on how he means no harm then rather what he just did. For seconds but what feel like minutes, Billy stares the now closed mouth and begins to tear up believing he just lost one of the few people who really mattered. The giant still oblivious, continues to try and comfort the tiny. // As the emotional distress begins to subside, Billy crackly and still teary gathers up the courage to tell the giant he just ate his brother. The giant shook, realises “oh, that’s what I swallowed” and then tells Billy “Floyd will be alright my first stomach is non-toxic and actually can heal wounds”. Floyd also in emotional distress, though different, overhears the muffled conversation, and realises he will alright and what he believed would be his final moments, regains hope and as hard as he can kicks the stomach walls and. Shouts “ YOU BITCH!”. / The end (of probably chapter 1)

One thing that’s been floating in my head is how “normal” the idea of sfw vore is in our everyday culture. I never even considered in that way before I discovered this. I assume, you know when people say “aww, I could just eat you up” or something similar. I’ve been noticing a pattern; it doesn’t even get questioned. Blah blah blah… I hope you see where I’m getting at.

So, if you feel insecure/anxious/fearful, even crippling, it really isn’t that weird to like this kind of stuff. People may judge you, but have they really considered how surprisingly normal these feelings/emotions are? I don’t think they ever devoted a single thought to that possibility. You may struggle with that paralysing anxiety, and I hope you will be alright and happy in the end. You deserve that.

This is coming from someone who has / still (but not as bad) struggles with that, I would’ve needed this kind of message a while back.

To the blorbo bank it is!

Are you limited to one blorbo per show? If not, can I must buy more blorbo slots?

More fandom headcannons!

Daisuke defo prey, not a doubt in my mind about that.

Just a precious smol bean.

My headcannon is that anya is a pred. She just gives skrunkly pred vibes.

Not like a mean one though, a gentle, protective and has a healing tumby that extra cozy.

Honestly, listening to songs from shows/games. It can make it go from alright to a fucking banger or you immediately know it’s a banger.

For example:

Wasteland

Rebel heart

Dance of the dreadnoughts

I sense this doomed hellsite, will last the longest in spite of that.

It is a unique experience after all

serious post + rant

One of the main reasons I prefer tumblr over all other social media platforms; is the anonymity. I don’t get bombarded with people who I have irl relations with. I’d rather them not know what I do over the internet (especially here), as I like a sense of privacy.

Anyways, to the main point of the post, it is also kind of a bummer. The sense of privacy and anonymity this service provides for this community is something I adore. Saying that, it still feels somewhat isolating, as I have no idea who any of you are. And, I have no irl people who share the same interests (generally, too).

One idea, which I considered then came to refuse its application, is basically joining a irl version of this. I initially liked it, as it would solve that issue. However, then I came to detest it as my anxiety took hold, there was no anonymity. Anything could happen, I deemed it too much of a risk.

Does any of this, resonate with you?

As a certified human, how in the duck do you use technology?

Like;

How do you underline things?

*memory wiped*

Brain: you know what be cool, a predsona

Me: yeah! *works on it*

*forgets*

Me: *goes through my drafts* oh, I forgot about you

*gets distracted by random thought*

*forgets again*

:3

:3

Pets hath been given

Your pfp is giving me much cute aggression. IUBFERIFUHSIDVBU. I will give him many pets, if permitted.

Sure!

More accurate, gumi also one of my favs

I’m sorry Miku fans, but

Teto > Miku

Boy, I wonder what energy I bring to the function.

Unpredictable has been quite consistent.

Absolutely, adorbs from me

Hey i want you to know i smile everytime you post because the need for wholesome sfw mcyt vore is real and you do it so well, it makes my heart melt

Also its all inspired me to make some of my own mcyt nom au of sorts but im honestly so scared to post anything about it?? How do you do it, its so impressive omg

Actually i have a few things to say here, and thats also that i wanna ask of you just post about hermitcraft and empires people, or if youre in other mcyt circles? Dont have to answer that one if you dont want to, just curious. Oh and i implore you to consider pred!grian and prey!mumbo for literally anything, they make me ill and i need to see them be silly together

- the-sussy-imposter2

First of all, real, im a total sucker for the mcyt vore fluff and i love making that everyone's problem but it is a bit of an agony im one of the main guys doing it because it means if i want content i have to make it. ;-;

people always seem to ask me how i have the confidence to post all my weird stuff and the only answer i can come up with is that i just do not fear god? /silly i am immune to social propaganda and i do what i want. i wish people would unapologetically like weird harmless things more... the concept of cringe is dead live ur best life man

I- i think im in other circles? i guess i just dont post about them at all. a lot of them kinda overlap, like the lifers and sos guys. used to watch dsmp sometimes but never really got into it so that doesn't count.

GRIAN AND MUMBO THO! peak pred-prey dynamic. so silly and stupid together. mumbo is very pathetic and i feel like he would put himself in terrible situations constantly. Grian has to watch him constantly or he'll end up lost/somewhere hes not supposed to be.