I haven't found the motivation to actually work on these yet but here's some poses that just popped into my brain and I had to scribble them down before I forgot

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I haven't found the motivation to actually work on these yet but here's some poses that just popped into my brain and I had to scribble them down before I forgot
What is your favorite method/excuse for safe noms? I like crops or other storage organ ideas personally but I know theres many other ways like….timing or the pred slowing if not stopping their digestion, prey being immune, prey being given acid resistance, ect. And i guess on a similar note, does reformation count here?
Normally what i like to go with is the pred's stomach simply being unable to digest living food (though its gonna make a fuss like it can)! That or endo drain, the pred doesn't digest but instead saps energy from swallowed prey. I like all of the other ones you've mentioned but thats my favorite
I THINK reform counts? It's not really fatal vore bc the prey ends up fine and unharmed later
Somewhat toxic idea that’s stuck with me is that I think big shot era Ten.na would (safely) eat Sp@mton during fights. In a fluffier setting as a kind of “putting him in timeout” thing, but as their relationship started to degrade I can imagine him doing it as a threat, especially if he was ever a fatal pred.
Vore kink/fetish DNI 👍
AM VORE HCS (IHNM/AIMS)
THE GAY IS HERE.
warning you guys now, this is gonna be so OOC but idgaf, this is my cringe ill do what I want with it
also don't expect this to be organized- none of my gay thoughts are
tw for traditional AM things (threats of digestion/fatal + electrocution, mocking- yknow.. the normal stuff) BUT ITS STILL FULLY SAFE/SOFT DW
he is 100% pred. no fucking way hed let someone eat him. if someone managed to shrink him down and eat him, well… get ready for a terrible stomachache!
fearplay is his SHIT. he will never get tired of it ever. he loves being able to scare prey shitless (it covers up the fact that he actually likes eating someone and doesn't mind having certain prey enjoy their time in his stomach)
although he doesn't actually have a “real” stomach, he’d analyze and simulate the sounds of one after eating someone just to scare/unsettle prey a bit more
he'd definitely pretend to digest someone if they REALLLY got on his nerves- he'd tense up/make his stomach feel tighter and ramp up the sounds, mocking them and their efforts to escape, then make them pass out. later they'd wake up still in his stomach, totally unharmed, with booming laugher and "YOU WERE SO SCARED!!! PATHETIC PREY."
its stomach would definitely be a pretty tight fit, no matter the size of prey. I'd imagine it would still feel soft, like synthetic silicone but plushier and kind of velvety??? with a slight electric buzz. (you're inside a war computer. he's Full of electricity) it would also be warm too, like when a computer overheats
if AM really wanted to be gross it would probably have some sort of sticky ‘saliva’ in its stomach (or mouth depending on how you view him) to fuck with people
going off of the electricity thing, he'd threaten to electrocute prey if they got too rowdy and whiny (even though he LOVVESSSS feeling them kick and squirm.. but he'd never admit that, obviously.)
he definitely purrs. maybe not traditional purring but a mechanical hum/growl as an undertone to whatever else his prey would hear while inside of him (probably a lot of electrical sounds lol)
would also tease someone for tasting/feeling good- he can be 'nice' sometimes (rare)
AM would never confess this but he melts whenever he gets belly rubs. maybe his prey finally calms down and realizes that AM is just scared, lashing out from fear and hate, and decides to give him rubs to calm him down.. AM dies. he fucking melts and doesn't let his prey out for weeks /hj
HALFSIZE LOVERS COME GET YOUR FOOD!!! although I'm a g/t kinda guy, AM can alter anything he wants and could definitely eat someone no matter the size (...to an extent). in fact, he'd probably love eating someone that's bigger because of the heightened senses! he'd be able to feel EVERYTHING, making him feel in control
it loves vore because of the control. it can trap someone inside of it for however long it wants! hows THAT for control?
(if you imagine it with something closer to a physical form) it would be so fucking interested in pressing on its stomach, feeling its prey’s form and how they squirm around.. it would be one of those rare feelings that he wants more of, that he can't ruin and associate with humans. [yes im gross but he is too]
Something I find really appealing in vampire preds is that there's much to be done with the idea of having to eat people. (Also just with vampires. There's dozens, if not hundreds of varying vampire versions out there! )
As fun as vore is in general, for me there's this extra oomph when I know that the pred eating people is not restricted to habit or want. It's a need. Their health and wellbeing relies upon it. Theres no way around it; one way or the other, a pred's gotta eat. And it's gotta be someone.
Maybe they don't like that, maybe they don't care, maybe they find joy in it? Who knows! That's what makes it so fun. But most of all, it is the appeal and dynamic of considering... all of the importance food has in our lives. As nourishment, as an object to obtain, something to share in company, so on and so forth-- and apply all of it to a person. Does the pred still consider them a person? Is all of a food's symbolism applied in conjunction to their personhood?
There's also the romanticism of someone wanting a person so badly, in such a way that it becomes crucial to survival. It can be used in very sweet or horrific ways, depending on the angle.
And this transitions into my specific version of vamps:
When I write vampires, I write them with the underlying constant that their bodies inherently want to eat, or are seeking life. The same as human bodies instinctually and passively breathe-- a vampire is a magical and life sink, passively drawing in what there is around them. Implicitly, their bodies want to eat until there's nothing left. They want to break down whatever prey they can get their hands on. (Of course, whether the vampire actually agrees with their body is another matter.) Sounds like heartbeats, smells like blood and sweat, sensations like organic warmth, and other life-related stimuli are things they're naturally more tuned into.
Vampires being something evolved to hunt and prey upon sapient organisms. Built to eat in whatever way that they see fit. Very fun.
🐍💔❤️📊😈 (This is for that vore ask game)
-Least favorite trope: It’s easy to just say fatality. But I think fatality in a more “casual” setting rubs me in all the wrong ways. It just sounds absolutely dystopian; having to live every day knowing that some random jackass could eat and kill you for any reason, then go about their day like it was nothing. Especially when said settings have cruel or apathetic preds, or throw in some kind of class system…I’m sorry, I just have strong feelings about this.
-Favorite trope: Oof, that is a hard one! I’m going to have to say gentlemanly/formal preds and tongue baths. Even when there’s no/implied noms with the latter, something about being lovingly licked and tasted sounds so cozy. Peak affection.
-G/t: It’s one of my preferences in vore, but I’m not too picky. Absolutely a fave though :D
Oncoming Betrayal
“Why do you keep staring at me like that? Like...you want to hurt me? Aren’t we friends?” You ask, unable to sit still in your chair as you look through the glass. Your pred-your friend sits on the other side, staring back at you. They emit a low grumble, which you can clearly hear from the other side. The pred smiles, showing off their sharp array of teeth. They laugh at your words. “I do want to hurt you. In fact, eating you would make me very happy. Even if only merely.” They reply. They were never interested in eating you before, so why now? Why the sudden change? You wonder. It doesn’t make any sense. “You’ve been acting strange, my friend. That’s why you’re here, in this facility.” You remark. Your pred knows you work here, too. A research and containment facility for flawed predators of all kinds. You thought you’d never see the day that they’d be the one who walked through those doors. You were about to speak up again, but suddenly a door on the pred’s side opened.
A person was pushed inside, then the door was immediately closed back. Your friend smiles with cruel greed while looking at you before focusing their attention on their new snack. You watch in horror as the pred snatches up their food, absolutely devouring them. The pred doesn’t take long to finish them off. Faster than you think, they chomp down on their prey, forcing them into their maw. They swallow in one foul gulp, licking their lips afterward. Your eyes connect, locking in a stalemate. “You’re only postponing the inevitable. All these lives going to waste because you choose to run from me. It’s not my problem though, it’s wholeheartedly yours. You know what you’re doing. I think you’ve changed...” They mock, snickering.
You shake your head. “I’m only doing my job! None of this is my fault. You’re the one that’s changed, and I’m sure you think the same, deep down.” You reply, defending yourself. The pred rolls their eyes, running their hand over their stomach, pushing back on the struggles coming from within. You try to keep your eyes off of this sight. An alarm sounds, meaning your visiting time is over. You’re needed elsewhere. You sigh, standing up from your chair. In the mere second of a blink, your pred had rushed forward, slamming against the glass that kept them separated from you. You seize backward, falling over in fright. You look up to see their malicious smile plastered on their face once more. “I will get you. Like I said, you’re only postponing the inevitable. You aren’t safe here, or anywhere. Cherish the time you have. It’ll be over soon.” They warn, sulking back to the other side of the room.
Picking yourself up, you quickly depart. You don’t know what you’ll do, but it may seem like your former friend may be the end of you. Only time will tell.
the reason prey drastically outnumber preds in this community is because the preds don’t actually fatally consume prey in this ecosystem. if they did the numbers would be far more manageable, and we’d have a healthy lotka-volterra model, much like real life.