THE SKRUNKLY INSIDE ME?! /POS

Nonsexual safe vore (sometimes includes digestion w/reformation, food, and all of the size ratios might eventually appear here), g/t, hypno, stuffing and stuff! Minors dni, don't talk to adults in this area! If you think you know my main, please don't say anything unless we know each other and it's in dms. She/it/they/star Note: All the "weird" kinda stuff will be tagged NSFW because it is indeed Not Safe to appear on your computer at Work. The name NSFW is VERY associated with porn; probably because people don't want to say the word porn so they say that instead of this and it becomes the most common time the term nsfw is used, but remember that it overall means things that need to be tag filtered so your boss, family, etc. don't see them.

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

Stop just asking "is it normal?" and start asking "is it harming anyone?" Lots of harmful things are normalized in this society and lots of things considered weird or rare are completely harmless. Whether something is considered normal or common shouldn't be the deciding factor in whether it's okay

[hungry-kaiju-deactivated2026051]

Napping with freshly downed prey is awesome, you get a full belly, they get a cozy, safe haven, and you both get some well-deserved relaxing rest (*￣v￣*)

[cherrypikkins]

Time to clean the blorbo! Pick an action

gently run a lintroller over them

steam clean

handwash only

machine wash hot, longest cycle

use a power washer

sandblast them

let them stay filthy

other

Voting ended onJun 3

plz reblog for sampo size

[soleilune18]

Hi! A friend needs help with getting there art more out there so please try and check them out there extremely talented heres a few of there coms they did for me it's chibi art!

There insta is mobynwt or moby nawalangtulog and there reddit is special-willow7075

[soleilune18]

They quit after finding a good job TwT

[monsieurenjlolras]

you've heard of "quiet quitting," now I'd like to introduce you to the next level, The French Work Ethic:

Do exactly what you're paid for and nothing more

Absolutely refuse to be available to contact when you're off the clock

Never prioritize work over your own health, wellbeing, or family because that would be insane, it's just a job.

Have a little glass of wine

Take as long as you feel like for lunch

Deeply understand that work doesn't matter

Make sure your boss your boss knows they're always your second priority ❤️

[lerayon]

🗣️ Hey, young Americans:

Old Millennial American speaking here. I need you to adopt this mentality as early as possible and hold to it. The older you get, the harder it is to begin this practice and claw back the extremely unhealthy effects of a workaholic lifestyle. I am speaking from 20 years of experience.

This does not mean having a shitty attitude at work, or not doing your job, or relying on co-workers to carry your water.

This means you do what it says above. It also means not making work and productively your entire personality; not tying your productivity to your value; and not becoming so emotionally enmeshed in your work and workplace so that you are living and dying by what happens there.

Good luck out there. American workplace culture is mostly designed to work you to death. Moving against that tide can be challenging, so having a healthy mindset is important to living a life not consumed by your paid labor.

[ibeennommed]

Hey, where’s my cult leader?

The ones with shading or no shading each have their own strengths so I’m putting them both here. The part before shading also made me realize the potential of prey shaker keychains!

Version where I show my idea of fizzy/bubbly stomach acid/juice (trypophobia warning)

[sexceptionul]

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

[thedanliest]

why on earth doesn’t this have more notes

[outtelligent]

I actually had to do this once. She lived.

[faeirytale]

if you scroll past this on your dash you are absolutely heartless.

[natalie-as-herself]

Reblog this!! This can save somebody’s life!

[aika-chan01]

reblog.

help.

do not scroll down.

[nonextistentttttt-deactivated20]

I SWEAR TO GOD IF ANYONE SCROLLS PAST THIS WITHOUT REBLOGGING I WILL LITTERALLY FIND THEM AND GIVE THEM A LECTURE

[danqueray-deactivated20200703]

may I just update this?

see the little thing that says help?

[josephdreemuur-moved]

Don’t ever scroll past this post. FUCKING NEVER SCROLL PAST!!!

[xcassidy]

🌸🌸🌸

[undiagnosed-autism-things]

Anyone know where it is on mobile ???

[i-am-a-moron-deactivated2020051]

You report the user, choose “something else”, scroll down and choose “suicide or self harm”

[femur-theif]

DO NOT SCROLL DOWN

REBLOG TO LITERALLY SAVE A LIVE

[im-just-trying-to-survive-man]

PLEASE REBLOG

[tastingmellow]

Please don’t scroll past this post, you could save someone’s life.

[mo0oshro0om]

SAVE A LIFE

[housefly77-deactivated20240331]

this. reblogging this on my largest blog for y’all to see this

[paialovespie]

You can also do this on Android mobile.

Scroll to the top of the post

Click the three dots in the top right corner of the post.

When the menu pops up, click Report Something Else

Then choose Suicide or Self Harm Concern.

[beachbutterflies]

Sorry this ain’t my usual content. But this is important.

[bobakuto]

sorry no matchups here but this is extremely necessary

[sukunaslefttesticle-deactivated]

this needs to be known more

[katsukisbimbo]

please.

[hazbin-hotel-is-my-life-help]

If you scroll past this, I am extremely disappointed

[all-devouring-history-hub]

ditto

[disco-ball-with-sunglasses]

Rkkaktkqkgkwifkwkkdkfw

[a-random-mooshroom]

yeehaw pro tip!

Do this and you might safe a life partner!

literally!

[ocelotrootbeer264]

I had to randomly fast scroll to past it and scroll back up to reblog/repost. I ain’t cruel. THERE WAS SO MUCH FUCKING REBLOGS!!!

[wolfy-dreamer]

Yall gotta reblog this unless y'all heartless MFS.

Anyways, have a critter.

[lifea16]

PLEASE REBLOG

PLEASE

I BEG YOU

[the-448c-haj]

CALLING ALL SHARKS

@the-purpurhaj can you tag the hajar?

[the-rodgulhaj]

this is so unbelievably important, please please please reblog

[regnbagshaj]

im gonna try to tag as many as i can with gul’s list

@the-blahaj

@the-rodhaj

@the-gronhaj

Me the-gulhaj

@rosahaj

@the-lilahaj

@the-svarthaj

@the-rodbrunhaj (formerly dårskap)

@the-grahaj

@the-rodgulhaj

@the-vithaj

@the-klapparhaj

@the-magentahaj

@blalilahaj

@demonhaj

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@the-purpurhaj

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@the-brunhaj

@brunhaj

@the-snohaj

@the-turkossmahaj

@regnbagshaj

@the-screenwriting-haj

@the-turkoshaj

Former medelstor-blarod-haj now @svard-haj

@ultraviolett-haj

@the-attaarmadhaj

@the-dinohaj

@the-anglahaj

@the-leendehaj

@the-litenhaj

@the-omvandhaj

@the-448c-haj

@the-jahalh

@the-eldritch-skrackhaj

@ogiltig-haj

@swimhaj

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@the-sonicjah

@the-v1haj

@cardboard-haj

@the-hajhaj

@hajtale

@the-blahajtale

@the-blavingad

[haikyuumanagersstan3]

Dont scroll!!!! This is important!!!!!!!

[fictkinstuff]

despite this not being my usual content, it is way too important to ignore. Please, never ignore things like this.

[detector-of-things]

A FUCKING IMPORTANT POST DETECTED!

cc @gimmick-thief

[gimmick-thief]

yea this is extremely important

@a-counter @achivement-unlocked @alphabet-statistician @anti-gimmick-thceif @are-there-grammar-errors @b-counter @biblepercent @c-counter @carbon-monoxide-detector @cat-spotted @citrus-typos @colortracker @contraction-counter @decontextifier @digitcounter @e-counter @eggblackoutpoetry @etho-spotted @free-post-store @gimmickblogcompletionist @gimmick-mimic @gimmickbloghunterhunter @happy-little-painter @hellsite-quotes @hellsitegenetics @hemo-rainbow-completionist @homestuck-word-counter @i-bork-at-you @i-give-chess-pieces-to-people @i-meow-at-you @i-reblog-your-post-with-balls @i-remove-color-from-posts @i-say-not-ok @i-say-ok @i-shelve-posts @i-tag-gimmick-accounts @identifying-cars-in-posts @identifying-cat-phenotypes @identifying-dinosaurs-in-posts @identifying-guns-in-posts @identifying-horses-in-posts @identifyinggimmickblogsinposts @identifyingtrainsinposts

[i-send-stuff-to-gimmicks]

This is important. Spread the word. It could save a life. @fish-detector @snailifier @corviddetector @maryland-officially @elvis-official @the-actual-ocean

[cheshirecards]

Pass it on. This can save someone’s life. @important-animal-images @fluffshi-wxffle @spampai @endomentendo

[p1ayer0001]

Summoning all the cool people and friends i know @thescrump @switchnx @lylaaaaaaaaaaaaaa @skyward-floored

[kattozilla-blog]

i dont think i need to reiterate,,,, this is important

@joytheskeleton @unluckydoor @cafe-song @tem-tem-timmy @iam-back @playstation5247 @mayberde

[mayberde]

I Summon Thee and spread tis message

@scatterpatter @decaffeinated-heads @foulmiraclekitty

[superbninjadaze5]

REBLOG! Asking that @siriusoculuscentrifuge, @thel4strema1ngingstory, @jenitheneptunian2, @ninjawannabe567, and @switchnx reblog and share to spread that message!

[jenithegmajorenthusiast]

Thank you ever so much

I will spread the word

@fmajorenthusiast @quishyorgannet @railway323 @switchnx @r33l-dj-bron3 @kennyomegafan2024 @bliss-wily @brandiph0 @ghost-batter @mythgendered @pinky-the-bunny

[rosebushcollective]

HEY!!! REBLOG MOTHERFUCKERS!!

@clockwork-collections @sinfulelectricty @sickly-fluorescents @ ANYONE ELSE WHO FINDS THIS

[r0b0-grl]

it was hard to reblog this long post, but I think it’s important

[grishaversefaketweets]

not something that would usually go on here but this is important

[tophat-offical]

// VERY IMPORTANT KEEP NOTE OF THIS PLEASE

[real-human-offical]

THIS IS SO IMPORTANT

@an-alien-offical @gaslight-offical @no-one-offical @a-therapist-offical uh uh I can’t think

REBLOG

[cate7solace]

Important my peeps.

[princessnymphae]

GUYS

[cricketcat9]

PLEASE, REBLOG!

[alicewhimzy]

Here. Take it,

[ibeennommed]

A velvety, pillow-nest like space

[vortexsophia-deactivated2022110]

[geekygothgirl]

I don’t know what we did to deserve Mr. Rogers but I’m so glad we had him. 

[ibeennommed]

G/t H.yness and J.amily Reader Insert pt 3: Jornin

The morning sun reached through your eyelids, thankfully not directly like you’d had to contend with the past few months. This time, the surface you were on was squishy. Not leafy like moss, or rubbery like a mushroom. You rubbed it just enough to feel the texture better. It was… fabric??

You sat up in the delightfully giving surface you’d sunk into and checked the horizon to see how much daylight you had left because this didn’t feel like the dawn sun. The sun wasn’t too far above the horizon. You saw next to it a vertical wooden stick. You followed the stick up with your eyes to see what it might be, probably a sign. There were horizontal sticks reaching to either side like a cross. You followed the left horizontal stick to see a bundle of fabric hanging in front of it. From there, the whole picture quickly came into view. There was a wall with a window! That explains why the light wasn’t as direct, but it raised its own potential problems. You quickly scanned your surroundings. There was no doubt about it- you were in a regular-sized person’s house!

What happened yesterday?! . A bird took your tent, and you didn’t have enough time or resources to get a place to sleep that was safe from natural predators, so a regular-sized passerby named H.yness let you stay the night. You’d fallen asleep as he was carrying you to his home.

You looked down at what you were resting on. It was a pillow, that itself was on a table. Surrounding you was a quaint dining room/kitchen combo.

Over at the counter, a regular (sized) lady with bright yellow hair was pouring herself some orange juice. She went to the fridge and put the carton back, then turned to the table with the cup. She noticed you just after closing the fridge. Wow, good eyes! H.yness had had trouble seeing you for the first time yesterday because you were so small. She swiftly put her cup on the table with her floating hand, then took a fancy bow. “Jornin. That means ‘good morning’ on my home planet.” 

Guessing it was good manners for this situation, you bowed back, trying to mimic the movements. “Jornin to you too! H.yness brought me here last night, if you didn’t know.” 

She smiled and stifled a small laugh. “Jes, I know. _, is it?” “Yeah, that’s me! And you are?” “Z.an P.artizanne.” She sat down firmly in a chair by you and looked directly at your face. “Don’t forget the name.” She said sternly. “Heheh, I’ll try…” You say that, but you’d already forgotten seven-eighths of it. Zap Brigagan started on drinking her orange juice. 

She put the cup down. And just studied the wallpaper and chilled for a couple minutes. You wondered, why wasn’t she reminding you to leave yet? “I guess I should go now?”You asked. She answered, “Well… You could stay a little longer. You probably need some rest.” You nodded in agreement.

“Jornin Z.anny!” Someone else bounded into the room while Z.an P.artizanne was still finishing her juice. She greeted Z.an with a lighthearted tug to her hair, which she responded to with a slight static *tic* through that hair. The redheaded newcomer giggled at her for a second. Then she took a look at the table, and immediately raised her eyebrows in interest. “Oh, you’re that tiny pops let stay the night!” She has good eyes too!

“Yeah, I’m _. Who are you?”

She grinned widely, puffed out her chest, and put her hands on her hips. “I’m F.lamberge! H.yness’s daughter. How ya doin’?”

“Well, I’m doing ok. Where’s your pops? I’d like to thank him.”

“Oh, probably still asleep. He’s been sleeping in a hell of a lot lately.” F.lamberge looked away, smiling. She seemed proud.

A beautiful woman with blue hair breezed into the room. She saw Z.an P.artizanne and F.lamberge were looking at something, and elegantly twirled to stand at the side of the yellow one, away from F.lamberge. “Ah, I remember father bringing you in last night. Jornin, _.” You waved. “Nice to meet ya.” Three in a row? …Maybe H.yness just couldn’t see very well.

“So, are these your friends, F.lamberge?” F.lamberge looked offended at that for a second, then perked up like she realized something. “Oh yeah! The three of us don’t look very alike, do we? We’re sisters!” She gladly motioned towards the other two. 

The blue-haired lady nodded. “All adopted. I am F.rancisca, by the way. And since we’re sharing greetings now,“ She leaned behind Z.an to smile at F.lamberge, “Jornin, Berge.” F.lamberge took a little moment to figure it out. Then she practically flopped sideways to make eye contact with her, and her eyes sparkled. “Jornin, F.ranny!” She said loudly with a big smile. 

Z.an P.artizanne laughed under her breath. “Sooo… you put me on the dining table. What’s that all about?” You smirked mischeviously, showing you were joking.

Z.an raised a hand in front of her seriously. “Janno, we didn’t plan anything like that. Especially not H.yness-“

F.lamberge slapped her hands on the table and playfully shouted with sharp cartoon teeth, “Yeah, we’ll eatcha! Ya better run!”

“Are you sure? I’m dusted with dirt.” You played back.

“That wouldn’t stop Berge-” F.rancisca giggled. F.lamberge apparently didn’t hear that statement.

Having caught onto the joke, Z.an P.artizanne leaned in and lightly closed an eye in mock inspection. “On second thought, you do seem kind of tasty…”

Energetically, F.lamberge jumped up and did a ‘RAHH!’ monster pose. “GET IN MAH BELLAY!”

“Girls, are we treating our guest nicely?”

An odd voice asked, sounding concerned. H.yness was now standing a pace behind the girls in question, looking down at them. They were no bullies, but sometimes they were a little mean... “Yup, it’s all in good fun.” You said, sitting in a tomboy pose.

“Ahh… that is good, then. Jornin, everyone.” H.yness nodded and headed towards the fridge.

Before he opened it though, he stopped suddenly and spun around to the four of you. “Oh! That reminds me. Have you all had breakfast yet?” 

“Janno.” Said the blonde. “Well, then let’s make some!” H.yness replied calmingly. Then he pointed to the counter like a hero on a mission! “To the kitchen, Z.an Par!” He took her hand and lightly tugged her towards the more kitcheny half of the room. She let out a little “Heheh.” and hovered with him. She shot you a look over her shoulder to say that that didn’t mean YOU could call her that.

“Joh! And you!” He made a quick little u-turn back to the table. 

“How about a meal before you go back outside?” He was smiling so purely, so gently yet excitedly, you couldn’t resist him if you tried. Even though you couldn’t see his mouth, his eyes and… glowing eyebrows? Lights? Said it all. “Absolutely! Thanks man.”

“No problem. Your stomach won’t be much to fill anyway, ngyehehehe!” H.yness went to the counter, and Z.an P.artizanne beat him there in a zip of electricity.

They went to washing their hands in preparation to make breakfast; H.yness dipping his hands inside the sink while he rolled his sleeves back. F.lamberge nudged your back with a fingertip. You turned around to face her. “You’re going OUTSIDE??!” She hissed incredulously. Her eyebrows were furrowed with concern. You shrugged up your shoulders. “Yeah, I… made a bad decision three or four months ago… or two…”

F.lamberge tried to parse an implication from what you just said… but couldn’t figure it out. “Well, you’re always welcome to visit!” She assured, grinning brightly. She made like she was gonna pat you on the back encouragingly, but realized that would be a bad idea and put her hand down. “Sure, I might visit sometime.” You said, putting your hands behind your head nonchalantly while unsuccessfully hiding how thankful you were.

You looked back at two of the other people making up this household. They were chatting; H.yness was smiling and talking sort of loudly while stirring some scrambled eggs, and Z.an P.artizanne was correcting him mildly seriously and chuckling from time to time between bacon flips.

Soon, breakfast was ready! Z.an P.artizanne was a little concerned how fast you mowed through half a strip of bacon, but H.yness wasn’t seeing anything odd.

Once everyone finished, you stood up. “Guess I should go now. Take care everyone. Thank you so much for letting me stay the night, H.yness. You’re a real one.”

His eyes widened slowly. He wasn’t ready for you to leave just yet… “Juh. Uh…” He fidgeted with his sleeves bashfully, looking down. “Could… could you stay here a little longer?” He looked back up to meet your eyes. There was a note of pleading in H.yness’ tone. Your expression softened. “Sure, man.” His face lit up by a hundred! “Great! I have scrabble! (As long as you can lift the tiles!)” “I can lift the tiles, easy. Tinies are strong for our size!” The sisters looked at each other and smiled, very glad he was getting to know someone new.

[ibeennommed]

Scene from the upcoming H.yness g/t chapter that I couldn’t not draw

[soleilune18]

Hi! A friend needs help with getting there art more out there so please try and check them out there extremely talented heres a few of there coms they did for me it's chibi art!

There insta is mobynwt or moby nawalangtulog and there reddit is special-willow7075

[ibeennommed]

Paragraph from the in-progress chapter 3 of my H.yness and Mages + Tiny!Reader fanfic

[ibeennommed]

G/t H.yness and J.amily Reader Insert pt 2: Home Safe

Warning: suicide “talked” about seriously by the characters- about the same way it’s spoken of in the Japanese version of KSA but much more prominent (just in this part, and they can all be read on their own)

Before H.yness could even hover to the first stair, the door opened so fast that it squeaked in shock. Z.an P.artizanne stood, Illuminated by the golden light from the porch lamp. H.yness couldn’t tell her expression or exact body language with his aeons-old eyes. Her eyes were wide open, focusing on the image of of her savior, having returned home in no distress. She trembled for a second, then zipped right in front of his face. In an uncharacteristically high-pitched voice, she cried out in catharsis, “You’re back! I was worried sick!” Before he could get out an apology, she flipped around behind him and rushed him into the house.

While Z.an flicked off the porch light, H.yness focused on the feeling in his hands to see if the sudden movement had woken you up. Your breath had hitched, but his hold had kept you secure enough that it was somehow returning smoothly to sleepy slowness. He sighed in relief through his nose, making his veil flutter.

“F.ranny, B.erge! Dad’s home!” Z.an said, almost cheering.

“Don’t scare us like that, old man!!” Voice cracking with tears, F.lamberge leaped into view from behind a couch facing away. It would’ve been a jumpscare if H.yness weren’t used to his two eldest moving so quickly.

F.rancisca glided to Z.an P.artizanne’s side, from a chair right next to the door. “With… everything, we want to know you’re safe.”

Seeing he’d made his girls very upset, H.yness drooped in guilt. He nearly sank to the floor. “Japologa vun, dears. Nothing that serious happened, I promise.“

He floated back up, a little higher so they could all see him. “Ji just had a little detour. I’m sorry for scaring you.” 

F.lamberge uncurled her anxious fists. F.rancisca’s eyes unsoftened. Z.an P.artizanne hesitated, thinking it over. Then she gently pulled his sleeve downwards to tell him he could come down. “Everyone’s relaxed now.” He went back to normal height. The atmosphere was becoming relaxed.

Then it went to pretty silly when F.lamberge’s body language changed. F.lamberge ran up and quickly, yet almost lightly pushed her sister out of the way. Z.an P.artizanne grunted quietly in annoyance, but stepped aside. The firey woman excitedly leaned in to look at her dad’s pressed hands. Her eyes flicked along the line between his sleeves curiously, as if she might see what was in them by prying hard enough with her eyes. “What’re ya hiding?” He politely shushed her, and took his top hand off to show you, sound asleep in his palm.

F.lamberge was a little disappointed you weren’t a gift. But she was moreso surprised by something else. Did H.yness just take someone else home to visit!?

After everything, she was sure he wouldn’t even have a CONVERSATION with someone outside the family so soon!  She was so surprised that she didn’t know how to speak without yelling and potentially waking his new friend up, so she walked backwards and went “Whoa. Whar. A- Wh-. Uh???”

At the former cult leader’s display of bravery, Z.an P.artizanne was, well. Shocked. But pleasantly. “Who is this small creature?”

F.rancisca smoothly leaned a little further in, to look you over.

“This is <u>you</u>. _ had been staying in a tent, but lost it and called to me. We agreed I’d let _ stay the night. A friend, I suppose.” 

He hoped so…

F.lamberge started shivering. “Well, b-bless you for taking _ inside. It’s mega cold out there!” As it turned out, the door was still open, and now the chilly air was imoving into the house. F.lamberge stepped up to close it, but saw F.rancisca standing just before its frame, holding her hands up to the outside air like it was a comforting campfire. The red-head decided it could wait and sprinted up the stairs instead, presumably to bed. She stopped just once, at the top of the steps to watch her little sister enjoying the cold. She smiled as warm as the summer sun, then hurried on.

H.yness and Z.an P.artizanne giggled a little watching that interaction, their hearts warmed. When it was over, they turned back to you. Z.an tilted her head, hand tapping her chin. “Now, where to put _?” 

“Good point, I can’t just hold _ the whole night… Janno matter how comfy _ seems there.”

You did look comfy, on L- H.yness’s fluffy sleeve. She felt a little jealous, to be honest. “How about a pillow?”

Z.an got a firmer pillow from her bedroom, and put it on the kitchen table. H.yness carefully set you onto it like a cherry on top of a cake. They both gazed at you in silence, evaluating whether or not you could sleep the whole night like this.

“Do you think _ needs a blanket?”

“_ seems fine just like this.”

“… I think so. Well, goodnight, dearie.” 

“Goodnight dad.” Z.an P.ar hugged him. He was a little surprised by the action. But embraced his little girl as soon as he could.

She walked off to her room. He stood in place, and waved energetically to her. With a smile, he headed to bed himself. 

After getting into his favorite dropped-marionette-looking sleeping position, sleep was already starting to wash over him. The mages really worried about him, juh? In retrospect, it was an odd thing that he was surprised by them turning on the porch light to help him find his way back to the house. Or maybe they think he’s going blind. Either way, not something to think about when sleep is so nea…. 

Zzzzsnkzz…~

[ibeennommed]

H.yness + Tiny!Reader: Heey!!

In the late, late evening, on a path in a sandy plain, H.yness was taking a walk. It was, well, a breath of fresh air to get some air.

A voice called out. His ears twitched where they were tucked under his hood. He thought he was alone! He looked all around, almost flipping his head backwards to see behind him but stopping himself to turn his body around instead. It didn’t look like anyone was there, though. 

But he did have bad eyesight, at least according to Z.an Par. He did often completely miss J.ambelievers but that’s just because their dark outfits blend into the floor, right?

“Um… Down here, on the ground! To your right! Just at the side of the path!” Luckily, this voice didn’t seem to be accusing him of anything.

He lied down to see better. It was… a tiny! Thank goodness they were waving their arms so much, they would’ve been a lot harder to see otherwise.

“Jes? What is it?” He asked calmly, yet cautiously. It didn’t sound like you were very angry or scared, but...

You closed your eyes and took a breath in. It might’ve been kind of embarrassing, but you just had to say it.

“I don’t really… have a place to stay right now.” You scratched the back of your head, looking away.

…No home?

Something tugged painfully in his heart, reminding him of those poor, poor children he met long ago. Good to know his compassion wasn’t completely lost, at least… He wondered, though, if it would ever be back to when he broke the laws of life and death and risked morpho’s wrath over three he’d never known.

Huh, that’s odd… you thought. The glow from his eyes was starting to look kind of… star-shaped. Like when you look at streetlights through tears.

You realized how what you said sounded, and jumped at the misunderstanding. “Woah, calm down! It’s not that bad, sorry for putting it that way!” You took a deep breath, then put your hands together and pointed them towards him. “A bird took my fucking tent. I haven’t found enough material to make another all afternoon. As you can see, this enormous, sandy disappointment of a plain has fuck all in the way of vegetation or shelter. So I’m hoping someone can take me to somewhere there is.”

Eek, the language! His ears scrunched up a bit. But definitely nothing worse than he’d heard from F.lamberge, though. A rare upside to J.ambandran not being widely understood was that no one got their ears burned off that time when she screeched the nigh-forbidden J-A-word two whole times in a sentence.

Back to the subject. He sighed in relief. “It’s alright. Good to know.” He got off the ground, floated high up and scanned the area for anything you might’ve missed. There WAS nothing a tiny could reach before it grows too dark! What if a s.carfy comes along?! And nighttime will only get colder!

“Uh, hey. Are you leaving me?” 

“Nnno…” he said quietly, turning around one last time before returning to your level. You didn’t know what mysterious force made your voices the same volume, but you were grateful.

You spoke up. “Do you have any ideas?” He rubbed his chin and closed his eyes. “Mm, well… I saw a wood not far back. …But there could be enemies...” 

“Good point. I’m not really prepared to deal with a chip.” 

“A… A chip?” 

“They’re a tiny’s worst nightmare, trust me on this.”

“Juh… Then what about the…” He gulped.“…ₜown?”

Something was wrong. You couldn’t help but notice. Why was he afraid?

“We’ll think of something else.” 

Out of nowhere, it hit you how dark it was already. You glanced behind you, the sun was almost gone! “O-oh, we’d better think of it fast.” You both heard a scratching noise from under the sand behind you. You jumped, turned around and backed away defensively. He startled and anxiously floated away like a flatfish over the sea floor. “Forgive me if this is weird, but.. do you wish to stay the night at my house?” “Mm.. Sure!”

He hastily held a hand in front of you, and you quickly got on, using his overlong sleeve as a climbing rope. Then you were off along the trail. He didn’t move his arms while running since he floated, so you sat up on his palm.

Once you were clear of the sand and whatever was lurking under it, the robed one slowed to a calm walk to catch his breath. Then night gradually fell completely, and he sped up to reach his home before his daughters got worried.

The wind in your face was kind of nice for a bit, but your hands were starting to get tired of holding on and the air quickly got chilly, which made the wind in your face almost freeze it off. Then it blowed.

He noticed you trying to twist his sleeve into a blanket, and gently grabbed you with his other hand before the underside of the resulting shape rolled you off.

“You’re shivering.” “Y-Yeahh…”

Then, you were oh-so-gingerly pinched softly at the torso, lifted a little, and turned around towards the wrist of his lower hand. He laid you back on his palm, stomach-down. Carefully pressed you between his hands,  in a small cave shape with its opening, and your head behind it, facing away from the wind. His hands were cold, but tempered by the sleeves and nowhere near as cold as the wind. His sleeves were so soft… The darkness was making you sleepy.

You resisted the pull of your heavy head into the softness for just a bit, to ask him an important question. If you’re going to visit this guy’s house, you should know his name, right?

At your query, he stopped in his tracks for a split second. This entire time, he hadn’t thought to introduce himself. Rude, now that he thinks about it! “H-H.yness. I am H.yness.”

“…” Strange thing to call himself. Thinking on the tone though, it’s clearly not his fault... “Nice to meet you H.yness, my name is…”

A single shooting star brightened the black of night.

“…And you’ve got nothing to be nervous about.” You yawned… “I don’t bite!…”

He said softly, “I appreciate it.” Just before you fell deeply, peacefully asleep. He looked up again, and saw that the porch light of his house was on. He was confused for a few seconds, but then smiled appreciatively under the veil and glided fast towards it.

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

I’m Going MDNI

Due to the NotMyPrey situation being brought up again, I’ve decided to go MDNI to protect the minors in the community. This was an incredibly difficult decision for me to make. Mainly because I was a minor creator and have made some friends outside of vore.

However, I need to be a responsible adult in the community. It is not okay for adults to groom minors and those minors do not know who is trustworthy and who is not. So, the adults need to make this a safe place.

Do I necessarily believe that adults who interact with minors are bad people? I’m still not sure, BUT it is highly irresponsible! People lie about their SFW intentions and minors usually can’t tell the difference! We need to keep them safe.

Mom thinking about making a main blog and my community (Noms For Safety and Comfort) is still a safe place. I just need to be a responsible member.

[ibeennommed]

Would like to add that sometimes minors make friends with minors (good for them!) and then they hit 18, but the others just haven’t yet. It’s important to think about the specific situation- the age gap, how long they’ve been friends for, any other clues- before you accuse someone of grooming! I have made no friends as a minor, so I can go without disclosing my exact age online, and WILL NOT be interacting with them, in the same idea as above. if you see me interacting with a minor (in which case I would have forgotten to check their acc), please let me know and I will quickly apologize, explain the situation to, and warn the minor, then stop interacting with them completely.

[ibeennommed]