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Random Vore Thoughts...

[comfyhome]

One vore trope that I absolutely ADORE is the experienced prey and firstly-unwilling pred.

The two would share back-and-forth banter over “Why would you ever want me to eat you??” and “Just open your mouth, I’ll explain it later— hey, unclench your teeth so I can get in!!”

Eventually, the pred would give in, opening their maw wide and allowing the prey to make their way inside. “Close your mouth behind me,” the prey would excitedly prompt upon their tongue. “You can swallow now,” another prompt; the prey taking their unsure friend through the motions of consuming them.

It’s not that the pred didn’t want to provide their prey a sanctuary.

They were just afraid, mostly. Of hurting them. It was a stomach, after all! Anything put in there wasn’t supposed to be as safe as their prey insisted it would be. The pred just hopes they know what they’re getting into.... Them.

Upon the prey sliding into their gut, the pred is only met with quiet laughter and massaging. No pain! This is when the pred finally sits back and begins to enjoy this, their nerves at last soothed. They hesitate, but go to rest a gentle hand on their belly, rubbing back at their friend. Eventually, the lovely feeling of being so full with somebody who adores them lulls the pred to sleep. The prey smiles, listening to their heartbeat and the quiet sound of their breath rising and falling through the walls.

“I’m really happy you let me in here. Thank you,” the prey murmurs, albeit knowing their pred is fast asleep. The cushiony walls harmlessly knead into them in response, and the prey supposes they’ll just have to take that as a silent “you’re welcome”.

[escape-cube5]

Here's some super self indulgent first person vore I wrote with an oc

I don't think there's any triggers to list except for maybe fear?? But it goes away easily enough

Violet?

I enter the house of the humanoid. Well, if you could even really call it a house. They lived in a cave in the forest, and a small sort of veranda jutted off from the entrance of it.

I heard a small noise come from them, beckoning me to come deeper into the cave, and there they were.

Violet, a large monster bearing great resemblance to a human. Excluding from the purple skin and many limbs, they could pass as one.

They gently ask me what's wrong. Their voice is gravelly, but ultimately music to my ears.

And I tell them what's wrong, and before I know it I'm being held against their chest, their many arms wrapping around me comfortingly. I don't know how long we continue to stay like this, before they're speaking to me again, asking to give me somewhere warm and safe to stay for a little while. Intrigued, I say yes, assuming we were going to go somewhere else.

However with shock I realize that I'm getting smaller. I yell, but they shush me and hold me closer. Smaller and smaller I get until they're holding me in their hand.

I'm freaking out, but Violet strokes my head with a single finger, asking me to calm down and listen. Allow them to explain what's happening. So I listen. And they explain to me that they could easily undo what they've just done anytime I ask. Anytime at all that I wanted. Yet this was necessary so they could provide that comforting place.

I'm confused, but it all clicks into place with a sense of fear as they continue to explain themselves. They want to swallow me, hold me in their stomach, and they try to make me understand that it would be safe.

Frankly, I'm horrified by the idea of being eaten by another being, but this is Violet. They've never hurt me before.

I agree to their idea, and again they assure me we can stop this anytime I would like.

I stared into the open maw. At the teeth, the tongue, the drool dribbling past their lip, and finally at the back of the throat. The vaguely purple darkness beyond their uvula. There would be no going back once I was entering into that darkness, but I remained firm in what I wanted.

Violet held me in their cradled hand close to their mouth, and I climbed in carefully past the dull teeth to settle on to the tongue. The purple muscle moved slightly beneath me but not enough to make me lose my balance.

I thought the way that they were drooling at the mere thought of tasting me was bad enough, but now that I was actually in their mouth, they were salivating ridiculously. Violet closed their mouth, and I was pressed against the hard roof of their mouth so they could swallow the excessive saliva.

When I was lowered back down, they started to taste me. Their tongue rolled me around their mouth, I was sucked on gently like a piece of living candy.

I had to be held against the roof of their mouth again so they could swallow their spit. This time when I was let down, I stopped them from repeating the process of tasting me when they tried.

Pushing the tip of their tongue away from me, (though I had no real strength to do so. It was merely their choice to respect my decision), I asked to be swallowed. Violet obeyed readily, scooping me up with their tongue and moving me close to their throat. With one swallow, I was moved into that consuming darkness. But as I was pulled down, I realized it wasn't as frightening as it may have appeared. Rather, it held a certain comfort for me to know I was going to be held safely within them. As close to the very core of them as I could get.

My trip down soon ended when I realized my feet had entered into an open area. My heart caught in my throat, panic overcame me when I was falling suddenly, but I landed with little harm on the soft flesh of the stomach utterly encapsulating me.

I couldn't gain my balance on the 'ground' beneath me, so I remained sitting. To get into a better position, I crawled on my hands and knees. I settled against one side of their stomach.

Everything was slimy, but it was pleasantly warm to me. The stomach seemed to cradle around me no matter where I moved. It was almost like sinking down into a soft pillow.

Even the noise surrounding me wasn't bad. The rhythmic beating of Violet's heart, the rise and fall of their lungs, the low growls coming from their stomach and even below. It was all wonderful to me.

It was safe. I was utterly safe from the outside world here.

I knew that I would have to leave soon, but for now I wanted only to rest. So with the weight of Violet's hand above me, I closed my eyes.

[nompunhere]

On the outside, everything is calm, peaceful, just sitting here quietly with you. On the inside, though, my mind is in turmoil.

I glance over at you, so small, a mere arm’s length away, and my stomach growls. I snap my gaze to stare blankly forward again before you can look back at me. You make some offhanded remark about how I should’ve eaten before I came over, because you don’t have any snacks here, and I can’t stop the thought from surfacing-

Oh, but there’s a perfectly good snack sitting right here beside me.

I tilt my head downward and away to mask the blush, hoping you’ll interpret it as embarrassment. I brush off your concerns, and we return to our previous activity. I still can’t get my head out of this roiling storm it’s gotten caught in.

I know what I want to do with you, and I know it’s possible for it to happen in a way we can both enjoy, but I’m so terrified to ask. You’d never go for it. It’s just not something you’d want to do, and really, I should just let the idea go. So why won’t it get out of my head?!

I give in slightly and entertain the concepts that cloud my brain. If you let me do this, it wouldn’t have to be all that different from what we’re doing now. You’d just be.. a little closer to me, is all. You could totally relax in there, right? Yeah, of course, it’d be noisier, sure, but comfortable, right? Hah, yeah.

I gulp nervously. Gah- I can’t even do that without getting flustered! What is wrong with me?!

I let my eyes flick over to you once more before squeezing them shut. I love you so much–perhaps too much, if I’m so desperate for this. I just want to hold you, keep you safe, have you be mine, is that so much to ask? …Probably.

What if I just- After you go to sleep, if you’ll let me stay over, what if I.. take a little taste? You wouldn’t mind too much, would you? It’d be quick, you’d never have to know. I can be careful, you won’t even wake up, I swear! Just a tiny little taste, just to sate these- these stupid urges. That’ll work. Yeah, definitely, this is a brilliant plan, and will certainly not go wrong in any way. It’s not like I’d swallow you or anything, that’d be ridiculous. I can restrain myself. I think.

One more time, I take a moment to stare at you. You sit so calmly, completely ignorant to the maelstrom of swarming thoughts, thoughts demanding that I consume, devour, claim, eat, protect, engulf, love, savor, make you mine miNE MINE MINE MINE-

I take a deep breath and settle the storm with a simple thought.

Tonight. You’ll get what you want tonight, and then it can go back to normal. Just hold on a little longer.

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[fastfur07-deactivated20250715]

CLOSURE I NEED CLOSURE

[nompunhere]

[ Okay :) ]

I wake up after the most restful sleep I’ve had in quite a while. Mmh, so comfortable, so satisfied.. I don’t want to get up just yet.

After lying there for a bit, just enjoying the moment, I notice an odd feeling in my middle. Curling up slightly and putting a hand to the spot, it’s like there’s something… moving?

Oddly enough, my response seems to garner more movement, as though whatever’s going on in there is reacting to my reaction. Or something like that. I don’t know, I’m still a little muzzy from sleep.

I feel something push out against my hand, and past the growling of my stomach that’s kicked up, I can hear something. It sounds like… your voice? Calling my name?

I blearily call back, looking around. Right, that’s right, I stayed over at your place, and- wait.

You call again, sounding exceedingly muffled, and ask where you are. I have a sneaking suspicion that I know the answer to that.

I poke at my belly. You poke back.

Keep reading

[nompunhere]

Getting eaten doesn’t always have to get so existential. I don’t have to focus on how my entire being is contained within yours, or- or how you hold me so close and secure, or how I trust you with my life, and you trust me with your heart.

Sometimes it can just be about you, me, and your belly.

It’s fun to bounce around in here, y’know? I know it annoys you to no end (or so you claim), but that’s what you get for eating me when I haven’t spent all my energy for the day! There’s time for naps later, but for right now, you’re my own personal bouncy castle.

All that movement’s creating an awful lot of gurgles in here, huh? We can laugh about the ridiculous noises together; just enjoy the moment.

For as long as I’m in here, I can pretend the outside world doesn’t exist. No worries, no stresses, just whatever entertainment I can derive from my immediate surroundings and my own imagination. This is a little world in and of itself, and there’s plenty to explore within it.

Why just talk about how much I love it in here when I can show you? And that doesn’t just have to be through belly rubs, either! Those are great, but- there’s more to it than that. I know how you love to see me happy–or hear and feel me be happy, in this case–so why not just.. be happy? As we grow older, we have less and less time for simple acts of play, but in here, I don’t have any real responsibilities. In here, I have time to play. And you care about me enough to indulge my silliness.

So thank you. Thank you for this break from it all.

Ah, there I go again, talking and talking when I said I wanted to do the opposite. Come on, let’s see if you’re ticklish anywhere in here…

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[nompunhere]

HAPPY VORE-LENTINES DAY!!

Aw, thanks, you too!

To celebrate, remember to give your pred or prey plenty of attention today (or tonight, as the case may be)!

Preds, if you're planning to share a nice box of chocolates, let your tasty little bean eat their fill first before gulping them down. It's only polite. They'll probably end up sharing the space with the rest of the sweets anyway, plus, you're about to have them as your own treat! So treat them!

Prey, this is a special occasion, so it's time to pull out the big guns. Use that special soap your pred loves, the kind that doesn't taste like chemicals. Make them a nice meal to have you with, something that pairs well with your natural flavors, and preferably something you wouldn't mind sitting in for a few hours. Make yourself irresistible.

Once the two (or more) of you are settled, spend some time making sure the other knows just how much you appreciate them. You're together in the deepest way possible, so cherish these moments. Cherish each other. Give and receive those wonderful, wonderful belly rubs, tell each other everything you love about them, and cuddle your dang hearts out. Today's the day to get sappy!

After that? Who knows, maybe you could get comfy with a nice book, the pred reading softly to the prey, surrounding them with their gentle voice. Or you could listen to some of your favorite songs together, maybe sing a duet. Watch a movie that the prey has memorized enough to know what's happening by the audio alone. You could go straight to bed, nothing but cuddles until you both fall asleep. Anything's possible!

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[randomvorethoughts]

hay can you tag that "drive by noms" post as unwilling

Sure, sorry

[randomvorethoughts]

Actually, I can’t seem to find that post. It’s gone?

[randomvorethoughts]

hay can you tag that "drive by noms" post as unwilling

Sure, sorry

[theredcandyheart]

The pred and prey S/Os are really cute! Maybe one night the prey wakes up to find the pred has accidentally eaten them in their sleep, and they've got somewhere to be today..

(That's adorable!!)

When you woke up, you were curled up into a ball. Your limbs were stiff, and you were surrounded by something wet and squishy. At first, you're confused as to where you are... Until you hear a soft gurgle around you.

You're in your S/O's stomach, and you're not sure how long you've been in there. At first, you're worried that your S/O is going to digest you, until you realize- you don't feel any pain or tingling. Just the gentle squeezing of your S/O's stomach, some ambient gurgles... And your S/O's soft snoring.

It suddenly clicks with you. Your S/O must've eaten you in your sleep.

You huff in annoyance. You didn't realize that this was even possible, but here you are, sitting in your S/O's gut. And what a bad time, too! You have work today!

You wriggle and squirm, trying to get the attention of your S/O. No response, except for some quiet groans from your S/O's belly. You quietly curse your S/O for being a heavy sleeper.

You call out to your S/O and roughly push out at their stomach walls. This seems to finally get them awake- they flinch and jump a little. You hear them yawn, and then, your world shifts as your S/O sits upright.

"You're giving me a bellyache," They whine. For a moment, you feel guilty. They sounded so sad when you said that! Gently, you rub the stomach walls, hoping to soothe them.

"Sorry, love, but I can't stay in here. I have work today." You tell them. Your S/O whines and plops back down. You yelp as you're jostled around.

"Can't you stay?" They ask. "You're so sweet, and i'm so full..."

"Nope. As nice as your tummy is, I'm starting to get pretty stiff. Lemme out!"

Your S/O is silent for a moment before speaking. "Five more minutes...?"

You roll your eyes. "Okay, fine. Five more minutes."

[dine-on-darling]

Close Your Eyes

“You’re trembling.”

“Sorry, I’m not trying to.”

“There’s no need for you to push yourself, darling, I told you-”

“No, I want to really!” The tiny leaned forward to put their hands on the predator’s lips, silencing them. They sat on their massive palm, cupped gently and held up close to their face. “It’s simply that…”

“That?” They propped their face in their unoccupied hand, making sure to keep their other hand steady.

The tiny huffed, trying to find the right words. “It’s… I know I want to try being devoured, it sounds so cozy! And I trust you completely, I want you to know that for a fact; I love you and there’s no one I’d rather do this with, I know you’d never hurt me. But… But it’s like there’s some part of me that feels an instinctual fear when I actually see you open your mouth, when I see your throat looming before me.” They sigh, leaning forward on their elbows and putting their face in their hands. “Ah, it’s so frustrating!”

The predator hummed, finger tapping against their cheek as they thought. “Then how about… What if you avoid actually looking?”

“Huh?”

They sat up straight, smiling wide “What if you close your eyes? You can sit back and let me take care of everything. I promise I will be gentle~”

“Close my eyes, huh? I guess it’s worth a shot.” If the problem really was simply them loosing their resolve when faced with the sight of it, then maybe this way they could be brave. 

The tiny nodded to them self, coming to their conclusion. Taking a breath to compose them self, they closed their eyes.

They felt the giant hand underneath them shift, and a large finger rubbed soothingly against their small form. “Like I said, let me take care of everything, my darling~”

In front of them, they felt a gust of warmth wash over them and shivered slightly, but otherwise kept still. Two fingers gripped their sides gingerly, lifting them into the air. Moving in such a way without being able to see was a little terrifying, but dutifully they kept their eyes squeezed tightly shut. 

A warm, damp surface brushed their legs in a feather light lick, surprisingly gentle for such a massive creature. Still, they couldn’t help the involuntary twitch at the contact.

“Are you ready?” Their giant’s voice was low, soothing, but still reverberated through them.

The tiny swallowed once, moving their head in a few quick, jerky nods.

“I need to hear you say it out loud.” The warmth from each word tickled them, their breath like a caress around their form. 

“I’m ready.” They said.

They felt themselves be lowered slowly, until their legs were completely engulfed in that warmth they’d only felt from a distance. Their body tensed, but they felt their predator’s massive tongue swirling around their legs, and the motion and it’s warmth caused them to start to relax their muscles. They felt a tug on their legs as the giant lightly swallowed, but not enough to pull them further. They felt the pressure on their legs lighten, and the prey was lowered further into the cavern below them. 

They couldn’t see the change, but from behind their eyelids they could tell the change in the light, they could feel the cool be replaced by a humid warmth wrapping around them.

The fingers withdrew, settling the prey on the slick surface of the predator’s tongue. The light cut off further, and they knew they were sealed in.

The tongue started moving slowly underneath them, gently pushing them to the sides, rubbing across them, swirling them around experimentally. Their hands pressed into the dense muscle, feeling the taste buds underneath.

From behind them, a low moan rose up all around them, moving through them like a deep bass. 

They could practically feel the anticipation from the giant, the tongue barely restrained from over eagerly seeking every bit of flavor from the tiny. Saliva now coated them, pooling all within the mouth.

Finally, the tongue slowed to a stop, only to rise up and push them against the ridged surface of the cavern’s roof. They could feel the space tightening around them, the second stretching on and on as the muscles behind them contracting, preparing, waiting. And then the swallow came. 

The throat pulled at their feet, dragging them in up to the waist. The pressure gripped their legs, tight and demanding. It pulled them in again, wrapping their shoulders in it’s embrace. It was constricting and near impossible to do more than wriggle slightly, which the tiny noted elicited another low groan that vibrated throughout them even stronger now, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. No, it felt… nice. Like a tight hug that held them safely and tenderly.

A third swallow and the throat completely claimed the prey. They felt another force pushing against them too, from what must have been the outside, and realized the predator had their finger pressed firmly against their own throat, feeling the shape of it’s tiny occupant move. With each movement they made the predator only seemed to enjoy it more, humming and moaning, and the sounds grew near deafening with the following swallows, each one pulling them tantalizingly slowly deeper and deeper into the giant’s body. Muscles pulsing all around them, insistently grabbing at them like a greedy child. 

The next swallow found their feet poking into a wider space, and the one after that pushed them slowly from the throat, spilling into the space to stretch and occupy it fully.

Above and around them, they heard a low sigh of pleasure, and a weight settled on them from the outside. “You okay?” The predator asked.

The prey took a slow, steady breath, their hands stretching out to the sides to move over the slick surfaces of the walls pulsing around them. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine.”

“Good.” The weight from outside shifted, moving in a circular motion, rubbing into the stomach. “Were you scared?”

“A bit, yeah, but…”

“But?”

“But it felt nice too. This place, it feels like a hug.” They leaned forward to press them self against the same wall that the predator had their hand pressed to, pushing their own much smaller hands firmly into the surface and snuggling against it. The predator purred in content, and the happy rumble deepened when the prey kneaded their hands into the solid, plush wall. They could feel the predator shift, and it felt like they were curling protectively around their stomach, their hands holding the area almost reverently.

After a moment where neither spoke, merely enjoying the feeling of warm, the intimate closeness they shared, the predator’s voice rumbled around the prey again. “Out of curiosity, are your eyes still closed?”

“Mhm.” They hummed, nodding into the flesh.

“You know it won’t make make a difference anymore, right? I imagine it’s pitch dark in there, nothing to scare you.”

“I know, but, it still feels nice. Honestly, it’s so warm and comforting in here, I feel like I could fall asleep.”

The predator laughed, and if the prey thought the sound was lovely from the outside, it was absolutely beautiful to be wrapped by completely. “Then go ahead and take a nap, it’s okay.”

“Are you sure? I mean, is it weird to do during our first time trying this?”

“I’m fine with it. I think I could use a nap too; with such a nice full belly, I know I will have some sweet dreams~ Go on, I told you I’d take care of everything, so get comfortable.”

“No problems there.” The prey snuggled deeper against the stomach wall, and the muscle responded by tightening around them, holding them securely in place, the pulsing movement felt like being pet by a massive hand. They yawned, the warmth kissing their skin and sinking deep into them. “Good night, love.”

“Night, love.”   

[bioluminescent-bat-deactivated2]

Shoutout to Nervous Preds.

Shoutout to Preds who legitimately care for their “prey” buddies.

Shoutout to Preds who don’t digest their prey.

Shoutout to Preds who spit their prey out when asked to.

Shoutout to Gentle Preds.

Shoutout to Protective Preds.

Shoutout to Preds who make sure prey are situated comfortably.

Shoutout to Loyal Preds.

Shoutout to Preds who have no fucking clue how Vore works and try to work it out anyways.

Shoutout to Preds who prep their prey by giving them reassurrance strokes and cuddles.

Shoutout to Preds who constantly check in to make sure if prey buddies are safe.

Shoutout to Preds who’d rather rip themselves apart than have a prey die in them.

Shoutout to Preds who are actual beings with feelings.

Shoutout to Preds who know their prey are actual beings with feeling and treat them accordingly.

Shoutout to Preds that take really uncomfortable indigestion medications/serums that completely screw up their systems and make them feel ill but put up with it for the sake of swallowed prey.

Shoutout to Preds who get uncomfortable and anxious listening to the sound of their own stomach noises in fear something’s going to happen to swallowed prey.

Shoutout to Voriphobic Preds.

Shoutout to Preds who nom for protective/accidental/safe Vore preds

Shoutout to Preds who are 100% non-kinked when it comes to Vore.

You are awesome. I adore you. You are loved.

[scrumptiousprey]

You ever just want to rest in a belly? Tucked in safely, surrounded by warm, soft, churning flesh as it lovingly holds you close? As your pred tells you how good you are, and how much they like keeping you inside their stomach?

I want that a lot.

[nompunhere]

Remember, preds! This Thanksgiving, keep the tinies OFF the table! Or give them their own designated corner, that works too. Just don't let them run around between all those piping hot dishes and distracted friends and/or family members.

When it comes to feeding them, either dish their food for them, or give them a small portion to serve themselves from. Don't make them try to get food from the big dishes--that's a one-way ticket to them falling in, and then before you know it, you're too focused on listening to Aunt Martha's story about the guy who tried to return a peeled orange to notice the struggling tiny in your mashed potatoes until they're squirming their way down your throat.

No matter how smart or agile your tiny friends are, a dinner with a group of giants can be a dangerous place. Treat them with dignity and respect, and honor them as valued guests at the table, but keep them safe. If you're planning to hold them in your belly by the end of the night, make it be on purpose, not because they ended up on your fork when you weren't looking.

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[nompunhere]

Breathing

You can hear it all around you. From deep within their body, you’re surrounded by the sounds of life. Their life.

Their heartbeat signifies that they are alive, and that they are calm. More than that, however, is their breathing. Every inhale and exhale a peek into what’s going through their mind.

Long, consistent exchanges of air as they let their mind drift. An abrupt exhale as they think of something funny. A huff as they dismiss the thought. A hitch when you shift to get comfortable. A shaky, but pleased breath when they refocus on your presence. A sweet sigh when you run your hands along their insides. A slight increase in pitch as they smile. A notable tone shift as they open their mouth to speak, but decide against it.

It’s not as if you could ever forget that they’re there, when everything around you is made up of them, but each reminder that they have their own thoughts and feelings makes you feel ever more connected. Ever more trusted, to view not only into their body, but into their soul.

You may be shrouded in darkness and enclosed in flesh, unable to see or touch the outside world, but when the barrier keeping you in is this easy to read, you might as well be seeing through their own eyes. Your perspective has little to offer at the moment, but if you know how to look, there’s a whole other one just beyond your confines.

Maybe you’re not as cut-off as you thought.

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[methylphenidate-already-taken]

Prompts cause it’s been ages.

Plz tag me if you use these! I would love to see your stuff!

Runt/half/whatever other bullshit feral lives in human society like a human, encounters a biiiiig feral, shenanigans ensue. I mean this as in like,,, humanoid with human emotions just running around in the woods, not like animals.

Slime prey feeding themselves to preds who may not be too eager but haven’t eaten in a while so appreciate it in the end

Tiny wants to go to concert but even if they wore ear plugs the noise would overwhelm them. Hide in pred’s belly, noise cuts through just enough.

Pred who works at a kind of “rent a pred” gets a crush on/emotionally attached to one prey. When the prey changes it up and tries another pred they get jealous… maybe even possessive

Pred and prey watching a horror movie. They’re both a little unnerved but by the end the prey is hiding themselves burrowing as close to the pred as possible. Pred offers to nom

Alternatively they’re fine until they go to bed but the prey gets anxious and overthinks so the pred downs them so they can both sleep.

Royal mer transported across land protected descreetly in a pred’s tum

Prey comes home from a long day at work, just trying to get back on their feet again. The observer keeps an eye on them for a while before asking the pred to have them since the prey seems so blue

Borrower/mouse hybrid desperately missing their den and climbing into a kind preds belly since it’s warm and small and dark.

Tinder but for pred/prey. Totally platonic.

Duo that have wanted to try Vore for a long time and always fantasize about A being pred and B being prey. When they finally, finally have the chance to try it feels all wrong… until they swap their long held roles

[nompunhere]

Consume me.

I want to be enveloped in your warmth, held right in your very core, surrounded by one I love so dearly.

I want to be next to your heart, trusted to be so close to what keeps you alive. I want to listen to your body working around me, the everyday functions that allow you to persist in this world. I want to be right in the middle of it all, not helping, not harming, not being harmed, simply observing.

I want you to know that I’d be right there with you. Not beside you, but within you, the closest I could possibly be. Maybe not a part of you, but if I’m quite literally inside of your body, wouldn’t I be, in some way? If only for as long as my stay would last?

I want to be fully wrapped in your presence, unable to leave it by myself even if I wanted to, though I know I’d only have to ask and you would bring me right back out.

I want to feel your affection from every direction. I want to return it tenfold, though with how much you give, I fear that such a task may be impossible. I want to make you as happy as you make me.

I want to be yours. And I want you to be my entire world.

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[randomvorethoughts]

Drive by noms:

Prey is just chillin minding their own business until a pred walks by, scoops them up, and pops them in their mouth before swallowing them whole.

Of course, the prey is surprised and probably not happy about it. The pred doesn’t care, they got a full tum for the time being.

[celestialmango]

so imagine stubborn cuddly sleepy pred and exasperated prey.

Like they're laying in bed pred the big spoon and prey the little spoon, prey wakes up first and trys to get out of press hold because they got somewhere to be, maybe a job, college or they just want to go make breakfast, but press not having that, grumble and tighten their grip and prey stops for a moment, waits for the pred to loosen their grip then tries to get up again with the same results, this happens several times with pred grumbling louder each time till prey finally gets free, sitting onto the beds edge and just about to stand when they hear an annoyed growl behind them.

Then half-asleep pred grabs them from behind and noms them then flops back down in bed, at first prey is panicking thinking pred mistook them for food and struggling and protesting till thet feel the pred pat their stomach and mumbling still half asleep what basically amounts to "shh, go back to sleep" then prey is silent for a moment be fore going "REALLY?! I have go (insert thing)" , now it they had to go somewhere like a job or college then they feel pred move and hear them call in for prey,but either way it ends up the same.

pred half asleep but affectionate goes "now you don't" then falls back asleep and all prey can do is grown because this is like the like the third or forgot time this week this has happened but there's not much the can do about except wait for pred to wake up or go back to sleep themselves.