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Ya know the experiment with bread in school, the one that it gets sweeter over time.
That but with prey, they get sweeter over time
I’m gonna change my rules for fatal vore
No longer a DNI, as it’s interesting for storytelling. However if your content is too much then I’ll block. NOT PERSONAL just for my feed
The thing which sucks about vore on new years eve is they're so going to keep you in there after midnight and then joke that you've been in them since last year.
"haha you've been there since last y-"
"I KNOW. IT'S DECEMBER 31ST. AGAIN. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GODS LET ME OUT-"
(for reference, I've been letting this ask sit for exactly a year to make this joke)
Imagine being in the belly of a generally hyper person
Bouncing left, right and centre. Like “STOP MOVING PLEASE, I did not just get eaten to be stuck in a bouncy castle!”
Glowy maws/stomachs are so cool.
Like it just is,
forgetful ass,,
SV Kasane Teto is pred
NonSV Kasane Teto is prey
Change my mind
I love that being a prey means that I go on a “vacation”.
When life gets too hard to handle, you can just get nommed and take an escape. Best part is, no-one will know your there. Just lay back and take a good rest. You could even include some friends and have a sleepover.
Canines are underrated in my opinion. Not only does make you look like that one void cat, it also looks cool.
I wanna nom my friends so bad, it could be a lil secret too.
To my fellow preds; I wish you a delectable prey.
And to my fellow prey; I wish you a good time and cozy stomach to rest on.
For me, one risk for being a prey is being very moth-coded. I look at some maw, and just so hypnotised by its beauty that I just climb in without a thought. Do not let me near it, plz. It’s so distracting.
For master post v2
1. Reverse craving
Noun: the desire to be eaten by another
“Reverse craving are clearly prey coded”
2. Strange cravings
Noun: the desire to eat another
3. . FHRD vore, FHRD
Noun: refers to any vore content containing any fatal, hard, reformation or digestion.
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4. Non-FHRD vore, non-FHRD
Noun: refers to when vore has no FHRD content
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5. Heavy vore, Heavy
Noun: refers to FHRD that has graphic descriptions or art (gore)
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6. Light vore, Light
Noun: refers to when vore contains non-FHRD or minimally descriptive/graphic FHRD
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7. Much-earlier-pre-vore, MEPrV
Noun: refers to events that happen way before the prey is vored
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8. immediate-pre-vore, IPrV
Noun: refers to events that happen just before the prey is vored
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9. Mid-vore, MV
Noun: refers to events after the prey is vored and before they are spat out, reforms or dies
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10. immediate-post-vore, IPoV
Noun: refers to events that happen just after the prey is spat out, reforms or dies
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11. Much-later-post-vore, MLPoV
Noun: refers to events that a considerable time after
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1A. Voring, vore, vored
Verb: the act of ‘eating’ or being ‘eaten’.
“Did you just vore him!?” “He just got vored, Jesus” “STOP VORING PEOPLE”
B. Vore, vore-ish, vore-y
Adjective: describes it such that it refer sto the communities, people or content around it.
“Vore community” “vore creators”
C. Vore
Noun: refers to that specific type of content
“I post vore”
2. Pred, predator
Noun: the one who eats the prey
“Preds are cool in my opinion”
3. Pred-coded
Noun: describes someone or someone who gives pred vibes.
“N is pred coded”
4. Pred crush
Noun: someone or something you would like to get eaten by
“Ragatha is my pred crush”
5. Prey
Noun: the one who gets eaten by the pred
“Preys are undeniably scrumptious”
6. Prey-coded
Noun: describes someone or something that would get themselves eaten voluntarily.
“Gangle is prey-coded”
7. Prey crush
Noun: someone or something who you’d like to vore.
8. Pred-prey dynamic
Noun: refers to how the pred and prey interact throughout the ordeal
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9. Pre-vore
Noun: what happens before the prey is consumed by the pred
“#Pre-vore”
10. Post-vore
Noun: what happens after the prey is consumed by the pred
“Digestion is considered post-vore”
11. Soft-vore, soft
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the pred swallows the prey whole
“#soft” “I only like soft-vore”
12. Hard vore, hard
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the pred chews then swallows the prey
“#hard” “I can not tolerate hard-vore”
13. Safe-vore, safe
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey remains unharmed post and pre-vore.
“#soft” “safe-vore is my favourite genre”
14. Fatal-vore, fatal, no reformation
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is killed at some point by the pred, usually permanent
“#fatal-vore”
15. Reformation
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is magically brought back to life, usually done by the whims of the pred
“Reformation is pretty interesting concept”
16. Digestion
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is partially to completely digested
“#digestion” “digestion is very graphic in artworks”
1. Extreme cuddling, nsx vore
Noun: refers to when vore is used as a coping mechanism and it’s content
“#extreme cuddling” “Extreme cuddling is how I describe my interest”
2. Eaten alive trope, swwh, swallowed whole, e a/t, nsx vore
Noun: refers to when vore is used as trope in storytelling
“Swwh is very fun”
1. Vorny
Adjective: vore-ish desires combined with horniness.
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1. Oral
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the mouth
“#oral vore”
2. Anal
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the anus
Idk any examples
3. Cock
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the penis
Idk
4. Vaginal, unbirthing
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the vagina
Idk
5. Breast
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the nipple
Idk
6. Absorption
Noun: refers to a genre of vore where the prey is consumed via the skin
Idk
More but unknown/not specified same goes with synonyms ig and I really’d rather not know more tbh.
I learned most of these when trying to figure what my interest in vore actually was, via the Reddit btw. Don’t go on there, yuck.
Pred idea: invisible-Hallucinogenic preds
So a pred that induce hallucinations in the prey of what and where that pred is. So the prey can only see what the pred wants them to see but not the actual pred. Aka another ambush trait, like the petrified ones.
I think it would mostly be on the meaner side (lots of fearplay) but it can expose its true form to the prey for some good angst/fluff.
I’ll list some examples;
The prey believing nothing is awry, and still looking at the pred, converses with it seemingly proving that fact. However, since its hunger is getting of it, the saliva begins to droop down onto the surface prey as it lowers it maw over. The prey disturbed, looks up but only a clear sky and warm breath coating him. The prey now aware of what is going to happen, but is too late as is promptly snatched up and swallowed.
The prey familiar with its tricks and mischief, convinces the pred to take down its cloak to see its true self. As they practically brothers the hallucinogens slowly wear off and unveil it. Seeing the prey overcome by its cuteness gets embarrassed and swallows the prey.
Hybrid preds are awesome!
I’m now going to post about one perticular pred that has captured my imagination; Dragon hybrids.
Not only are they awesome on the aesthetic front (dragons would more do I need to say), they have some unique protection and narratively interesting possibilities.
Fire resistance for one, they can protect their prey from things like forest fires or explosions. And flight for two, imagine being flown somewhere but you’re in a cozy tummy, a bit like dragon pilot.
I have what examples to give as it’s just someone having the best sleep ever.
Be careful when your prey is a bit too lushous, you might end up swallowing them.
One of the best things about being a pred is that you keep your prey friends safe from any would be dangers. Plus, you get a delicious snack, that you can just nom and nom and nom, without any of the issues that eating tones have.
Prey are good snacks, nom em when you have the chance. You won’t regret it, I know I won’t!
Part 4
With the giant laughing profusely, making everyone else very confused on why. They start pulling the lead to get them out, assuming that something is wrong. They do continue to fight as they up the oesophagus, but Gondor tries to swallow them into submission so that they stop. Fortunately, It works and once they got out of the throat and back into the mouth they begin again. Annoyed, he picks them both up and told them off for misbehaving and generally being bad prey, well he didn’t say that but that was the message that the two got.
With the whole ordeal over, Sarah rejoins the two and they celebrate over the trio uniting at the local pub. They end up drinking apple juice instead of beer mostly they all agree on that it’s gross and tastes like piss but they still want to look like appropriate. Floyd however, can’t seem get over his experience and wants to relive it, he has never felt as secure and comfy anywhere else. The others are ignorant of that fact, so Floyd begins to consider find Gondor again without their knowledge.
That symbolises of the first adventure. Many more shall proceed
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.
A complete archive of final versions and most updated drafts
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)
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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.
Thinking about nomming some prey makes me fr hungry.
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.
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.
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?
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*