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psa

I’ll not be using this blog any more. I’m deleting it later, but you can play with me again if you go to my remade blog. Same url as this one.

cyberneticpredacat

psa

I’ll not be using this blog any more. I’m deleting it later, but you can play with me again if you go to my remade blog. Same url as this one.

cyberneticpredacat

#ooc

I'm thinking of deleting this blog and remaking it.

I can't deal with the broken notes and looking replies and stuff. That sand guardian post ruined me.

#ooc

theoreocat

Oreo likes to groom the feathers on his favorite toy.

highlandhound-blog

Reblog if TF2

I want to see how many people are in this goddamn fandom

bestburpingprincess

Vore Asks!

Send me one of the following vore asks and I’ll answer them!

Steak: Do you like roleplaying as pred and/or prey? How often?

Ham: Which is best? Prey going down head-first, or prey going down feet-first? Or… something else???

Chicken: What do you like to happen to prey after they’re eaten?

Turkey: How long do you like prey being in the stomach?

Roast Beef: Taste? How do you feel about it in vore? What do you think you taste like?

Macaroni: Your ideal predator/prey?

Rigatoni: What kinds of vore do you like?

Noodle Soup: Tummies! Size, shape, whatever. How do you like your tummies?

Ziti: Burps? Love ‘em? Don’t care? Hate ‘em? The bigger the better or do you not like them that ‘gross’?

Pot Pie: How long do you like roleplays/vore in general to last?

Meatballs: Do you like romance in vore? Where two people are totally loving each other as one devours the other?

Pizza: Preferred gender/body type/size in vore pred/prey?

Burgers: How do you like the pred/prey to act?

Barbeque: What’s a prey’s most desirable features that will attract a predator?

Onion Rings: What do you like most about the idea of being in a stomach? The closeness? The heartbeat? What’s to come next?

Mozzarella Sticks: The way down to the stomach, is it a pleasant idea? Do you like the tightness, or do you want it to pass as soon as possible?

Fries: What’s your favorite way for a prey to be “served”?

Hot Dogs: How many prey do you like in one stomach?

Candy: How do you like prey dressed while being consumed?

Pastries: Do you like the idea of other regular food being consumed in a vore roleplay?

Sandwiches: What other sexual acts/details do you like to divulge in during vore?

Lots of Cheese: Saliva, how much do you love it? In general, how much do you like all of vore’s dampness and squishiness?

Mushrooms: How much do you like the tongue on the prey’s body? Thoroughly scavenging every inch possible, or just glazing over them gently on the way down?

Pickles: Do you like prey being chewed, bitten, or gnawed?

Condiments: Do you like prey being served with other kinds of regular food or being decorated with toppings?

Somebody Cute: Who’s your favorite pred/prey?

Feel free to reblog to get some asks. Hope you have fun~

misscleomontre

Send any my way, I’ll do my best to answer them.

Hehe…go for it

irateliterate

My ears are burning!

animalkingdxm

Since I’m already spamming the dash, let’s continue the trend lmao

sindumpster

Fudge I like all of these ;O;

gastronomicgeekgirl

Did I do this here? Don’t think so. Here it is~

rubysnoot

Always wondered about these kinda things; I’m bored, gimme some asks!

ankeros

Hit me up!

Two silver optics have found the canid who helped Peridot care for her pups when they were first born. What was Nightfury currently up to?

The cloaked eldritch creature made of bone, plants, fur, and feathers sits by a mystical pool of warm spring water that seems to glow from the bottom. He sits in his spindly hind legs, fluffy tails wrapped around him as two arms like thin branches reaches out above his skull-like, dear horned head. Long, thin fingers allow a fading blue light to shine through.

He lowers his hands into the water, spreading his black angelic wings as he lets go of the blue light. It floats to the deep, deep bottom of the pool, laid to rest and heal with its brethren. He sits and watches the glowing water a while before he stands, allowing his cloak to fall around him, hiding his skeletal frame from sight.

“I told you I remember vague details, not the entire story.” He huffs and shakes himself off. Suffer little pup. Get wet with him.

She laughs as he shakes himself off before walking over to help dry his fur. “Better than nothing and sometimes, it’s all that matters. But I’m sure Sire and Carrier miss you. I heard stories that you used to be really close and I know my carrier has been missing her friends a lot. Since she knew about the runt, she hasn’t really left Sire’s side except for her procedure.”

“Will you stop desecrating the sacred pool of souls if I go with you?”

“I didn’t desecrate anything. It was you who feel in.” There was mischief and amusement in her voice as she continued to dry his fur. “I have someplace I need to be soon. But I can give you instructions to go see everyone.”

“How do you know I will go if you leave?”

“I don’t. But I know Carrier has undergone a lot of changes recently herself so you ain’t the only one.”

He lets out a chuff and nods. Maybe she won’t remember him… that way they can start from scratch. “I’ll see if I can take time to go.”

Angelite eyed him, a fury in her optics that couldn’t be explained. “If she recognizes you, good luck.”

"I'll need it." He sighs.

Griev has most of his teeth now. He finds the intruder before Unicron does. He bats at the flowing cloak with one paw, then the other, before crouching down, wigglign his haunches. He'll pounce on the hem, then curl up, content to be dragged along. Leviathan toddles after, trying to seize the hem in his teeth, growling quietly.

The cloaked, skeletal, eldritch being lets out a sigh that sounds like ruffled leaves before stooping down to gather up the kittens. Mortals can’t see him when he’s working so these two are obviously powerful at even this young and age. His empty sockets scan the area but he can’t find a safe place to put them. So, it seems, they will have to come with him until he’s done or he can find their parents.

He must be off. Continue to the call of a fallen young adult. Her spark sings… it is her time.

::Saber, to me. We have an intruder. You must protect our young while I deal with him.::

::What? I don’t feel an intruder.:: The cat says as he starts to make his way over. However when he arrives he just… makes that odd sound he’s adopted from his alt mode’s race.

“My lord.” The reaper bows in acknowledgement as Saber passes him and Saber nods his head to him in turn.

“What are you going on about, Unicron? Where is this intruder?”

“You’re serious?” He gestured to the skeletal beast.

“There. Right there!? He took a spark!”

“My love, that is Nightfury. The Pandoran grim reaper. He is kin of my kin from days long past and he takes the Sparks of my people to cleanse them and give them back to the universe like Primus does.” He explains in an exasperated tone. “I could have sworn I told you this.”

“He is your kin?”Unicron looked to Nightfury, bewildered.

Griev is straining toward the grim reaper. It’s obvious that he feels quite comfortable with Niighfury.

“Say ‘great’ a few dozen times then add grandkid to the end. His ancestors were born of a tryst between me and one of your dark goddesses. Oh, what was her name… the adorable one that looked like her face was melted off to reveal the bone underneath.”

“HER!?”

Unicron was shocked.

“She seemed so innocent!”

Unicron turned to Nightfury. “We need to discuss the dispersion of sparks.”

"Half of your goddesses liked the way I looked back then and you didn't really watch them as closely as you'd like to think." He smirks. Nightfury nods and tilts his head again. "Am I allowed to leave or should I stay?"

Griev has most of his teeth now. He finds the intruder before Unicron does. He bats at the flowing cloak with one paw, then the other, before crouching down, wigglign his haunches. He'll pounce on the hem, then curl up, content to be dragged along. Leviathan toddles after, trying to seize the hem in his teeth, growling quietly.

The cloaked, skeletal, eldritch being lets out a sigh that sounds like ruffled leaves before stooping down to gather up the kittens. Mortals can’t see him when he’s working so these two are obviously powerful at even this young and age. His empty sockets scan the area but he can’t find a safe place to put them. So, it seems, they will have to come with him until he’s done or he can find their parents.

He must be off. Continue to the call of a fallen young adult. Her spark sings… it is her time.

::Saber, to me. We have an intruder. You must protect our young while I deal with him.::

::What? I don’t feel an intruder.:: The cat says as he starts to make his way over. However when he arrives he just… makes that odd sound he’s adopted from his alt mode’s race.

“My lord.” The reaper bows in acknowledgement as Saber passes him and Saber nods his head to him in turn.

“What are you going on about, Unicron? Where is this intruder?”

“You’re serious?” He gestured to the skeletal beast.

“There. Right there!? He took a spark!”

“My love, that is Nightfury. The Pandoran grim reaper. He is kin of my kin from days long past and he takes the Sparks of my people to cleanse them and give them back to the universe like Primus does.” He explains in an exasperated tone. “I could have sworn I told you this.”

“He is your kin?”Unicron looked to Nightfury, bewildered.

Griev is straining toward the grim reaper. It’s obvious that he feels quite comfortable with Niighfury.

"Say 'great' a few dozen times then add grandkid to the end. His ancestors were born of a tryst between me and one of your dark goddesses. Oh, what was her name… the adorable one that looked like her face was melted off to reveal the bone underneath."

cutethingsforcats

Two silver optics have found the canid who helped Peridot care for her pups when they were first born. What was Nightfury currently up to?

The cloaked eldritch creature made of bone, plants, fur, and feathers sits by a mystical pool of warm spring water that seems to glow from the bottom. He sits in his spindly hind legs, fluffy tails wrapped around him as two arms like thin branches reaches out above his skull-like, dear horned head. Long, thin fingers allow a fading blue light to shine through.

He lowers his hands into the water, spreading his black angelic wings as he lets go of the blue light. It floats to the deep, deep bottom of the pool, laid to rest and heal with its brethren. He sits and watches the glowing water a while before he stands, allowing his cloak to fall around him, hiding his skeletal frame from sight.

“I told you I remember vague details, not the entire story.” He huffs and shakes himself off. Suffer little pup. Get wet with him.

She laughs as he shakes himself off before walking over to help dry his fur. “Better than nothing and sometimes, it’s all that matters. But I’m sure Sire and Carrier miss you. I heard stories that you used to be really close and I know my carrier has been missing her friends a lot. Since she knew about the runt, she hasn’t really left Sire’s side except for her procedure.”

“Will you stop desecrating the sacred pool of souls if I go with you?”

“I didn’t desecrate anything. It was you who feel in.” There was mischief and amusement in her voice as she continued to dry his fur. “I have someplace I need to be soon. But I can give you instructions to go see everyone.”

“How do you know I will go if you leave?”

“I don’t. But I know Carrier has undergone a lot of changes recently herself so you ain’t the only one.”

He lets out a chuff and nods. Maybe she won't remember him… that way they can start from scratch. "I'll see if I can take time to go."

Griev has most of his teeth now. He finds the intruder before Unicron does. He bats at the flowing cloak with one paw, then the other, before crouching down, wigglign his haunches. He'll pounce on the hem, then curl up, content to be dragged along. Leviathan toddles after, trying to seize the hem in his teeth, growling quietly.

The cloaked, skeletal, eldritch being lets out a sigh that sounds like ruffled leaves before stooping down to gather up the kittens. Mortals can’t see him when he’s working so these two are obviously powerful at even this young and age. His empty sockets scan the area but he can’t find a safe place to put them. So, it seems, they will have to come with him until he’s done or he can find their parents.

He must be off. Continue to the call of a fallen young adult. Her spark sings… it is her time.

::Saber, to me. We have an intruder. You must protect our young while I deal with him.::

::What? I don’t feel an intruder.:: The cat says as he starts to make his way over. However when he arrives he just… makes that odd sound he’s adopted from his alt mode’s race.

“My lord.” The reaper bows in acknowledgement as Saber passes him and Saber nods his head to him in turn.

“What are you going on about, Unicron? Where is this intruder?”

“You’re serious?” He gestured to the skeletal beast.

“There. Right there!? He took a spark!”

"My love, that is Nightfury. The Pandoran grim reaper. He is kin of my kin from days long past and he takes the Sparks of my people to cleanse them and give them back to the universe like Primus does." He explains in an exasperated tone. "I could have sworn I told you this."

Two silver optics have found the canid who helped Peridot care for her pups when they were first born. What was Nightfury currently up to?

The cloaked eldritch creature made of bone, plants, fur, and feathers sits by a mystical pool of warm spring water that seems to glow from the bottom. He sits in his spindly hind legs, fluffy tails wrapped around him as two arms like thin branches reaches out above his skull-like, dear horned head. Long, thin fingers allow a fading blue light to shine through.

He lowers his hands into the water, spreading his black angelic wings as he lets go of the blue light. It floats to the deep, deep bottom of the pool, laid to rest and heal with its brethren. He sits and watches the glowing water a while before he stands, allowing his cloak to fall around him, hiding his skeletal frame from sight.

“I told you I remember vague details, not the entire story.” He huffs and shakes himself off. Suffer little pup. Get wet with him.

She laughs as he shakes himself off before walking over to help dry his fur. “Better than nothing and sometimes, it’s all that matters. But I’m sure Sire and Carrier miss you. I heard stories that you used to be really close and I know my carrier has been missing her friends a lot. Since she knew about the runt, she hasn’t really left Sire’s side except for her procedure.”

“Will you stop desecrating the sacred pool of souls if I go with you?”

“I didn’t desecrate anything. It was you who feel in.” There was mischief and amusement in her voice as she continued to dry his fur. “I have someplace I need to be soon. But I can give you instructions to go see everyone.”

"How do you know I will go if you leave?"

Griev has most of his teeth now. He finds the intruder before Unicron does. He bats at the flowing cloak with one paw, then the other, before crouching down, wigglign his haunches. He'll pounce on the hem, then curl up, content to be dragged along. Leviathan toddles after, trying to seize the hem in his teeth, growling quietly.

The cloaked, skeletal, eldritch being lets out a sigh that sounds like ruffled leaves before stooping down to gather up the kittens. Mortals can’t see him when he’s working so these two are obviously powerful at even this young and age. His empty sockets scan the area but he can’t find a safe place to put them. So, it seems, they will have to come with him until he’s done or he can find their parents.

He must be off. Continue to the call of a fallen young adult. Her spark sings… it is her time.

::Saber, to me. We have an intruder. You must protect our young while I deal with him.::