Imagine you’re me. It’s 10pm and I have 34 notifications and 11 pings. I’m scrolling through tumblr trying to enjoy ATLA memes and multiple pop up notifications suddenly fire, including
"wELL MX. COWBOY ANON *shows you 2:59 of Zeeky Boogy Doog)" I, uh... I don't know what'cha tryin' to show me. That's the part where TD consumes Nickle, innit'? What's that supposed ta show? - Cowboy anon
The things that I read online are numerous, surprising, but rarely ever shocking enough for me to be amused. I’ll see someone say they want to vore m/egamind and it makes me briefly reel at best. I want another h/ivliving scandal.
Beelzemon Fangirls: Oooh, he's so pretty, I love him!
Me, an OC-Beelzemon Kinnie: Thanks! I love me too.
Other Beelzemon Fangirls: Ooooh, if he's the Lord of Gluttony, he must be ~insatiable~...If you know what I mean, ;)
Me, an OC-Beelzemon Kinnie: Not really...? I mean it's not out of the realm of possibility for my species, but I didn't know of anyone, at least personally--
Other-Other Beelzemon Fangirls: VORE ME DADDY
Me, an OC-Beelzemon Kinnie: Nope nope nope nope...!! (Rides away on Behemoth)
Prompts open pog?? Anyway, G!Wilbur and H!Techno noms plz (if you’re comfortable with that (also anon asks aren’t on))
hopefully I got the anon ask thing situated lol, thanks for letting me know they were off!!!
im not the best at writing wilbur or techno but i will try my best! (This is being said before writing)
All the writing will be under the cut!!!
TW FOR: Soft, safe vore, unwilling, but still safe, vague digestion mention (though nothing happens), swearing
Unconventional Rescue Method
WORD COUNT: 647 WORDS
Techno growled under his breath as he gripped his sword. He was backed into a corner and surrounded by mobs, trying to think of something to do. He didn’t have a pickaxe on him and had no way to build out of the hole he was stuck in. The voices were going nuts as well, which didn’t help his thoughts in trying to get out. ‘Escape. Blood for the blood god. Cornered. Flee. RUN.’ Techno glanced around his surroundings as he attempted to block out the voices, huffing before tightening his grip on his sword and preparing to fight.
The piglin hybrid was quickly overwhelmed by the sheer amount of mobs, looking up as he heard a loud thump from the top of the cliff, grunting as the voices continued to shout. ‘No way out. Dying. TECHNOBLADE NEVER DIES!! Lost cause.’ Techno sighed, closing his eyes as he awaited death. His eyes shot open as he heard a loud thud in front of him, stumbling back against the wall at the sight of a giant hand reaching for him. He lost grip of his sword as the hand wrapped around him, struggling. “What the hell?! Let me go!” He swore under his breath as he was lifted higher, continuing to struggle as he glared up at his captor. The brunette giant looked down at Techno with an apologetic look in its eyes, bringing him towards its face and opening its mouth. Techno’s eyes widened as he was brought towards the giant’s maw, struggling in an attempt to escape.
The voices went wild as Techno was forced into the giant’s mouth, causing him to have to forcefully block them out as he tried to find a way out of the situation, cursing as he fought against the tongue starting to coat him in saliva. ‘Going to die. Being eaten!! PANIC PANIC PANIC. Fight back!!!! Trapped.’ Techno continued to struggle as the voices continued screeching, wincing as he started sliding towards the cavernous throat. He closed his eyes tightly as he was swallowed, the area around him tightening and pressing in on him as he struggled, trying to get the giant to choke and spit him out, trying to block out the loud sounds of its heartbeat and breathing as he passed the heart and lungs. The second Techno slipped into the giant’s stomach, he started fighting back extremely aggressively, punching and kicking at the stomach walls until he was exhausted. He heard the giant breathing heavily, having to cover his ears from how loud its heartbeat was, even with it being quieter now that he was in its stomach. He grumbled as he heard the giant speak, huffing. “Are you alright? I’m so sorry if I scared you, but I panicked and didn’t know what to do or-“ “Just- try to calm down man. Your heartbeat is stupidly loud when you’re panicking.” Techno interrupted the giant as it spoke, basically snarling the words. He was pretty relieved, to say the least when the giant’s heartbeat slowed down and seemed to quiet down. “Sorry, sorry. This is a really weird time to be saying this, but, uh, I’m Wilbur.” He huffed as the giant- now Wilbur- spoke, rolling his eyes. “Cool, cool. I’m Techno. So am I just gonna die in here, or-” “Oh god no, you’re not gonna die, you’re in my storage stomach. You humans, not knowing anything about giants.” The area around Techno shook as Wilbur chuckled, making Techno stumble. “I mean, the only thing we were taught is that if a giant sees you, you’re gonna die, we weren’t taught about the anatomy of you guys or anything.” He countered, earning another chuckle from Wilbur. “Nah, I’ll let you go once I get out of this ravine. Speaking of, why the fuck were you in a ravine without a pickaxe?” “I forgot it.” “Eh, fair.”
WOO! I FINISHED IT!!!
sorry it took so long! my adhd brain couldn’t decide on an idea (this oneshot’s title changed like 5 times in the writing process and i scrapped at least 3 half-written things before I finally settled on this one DBBDHDNDC) so it took a decade lmao. I really hope you like this
also you get a first ask award now lmao
alSO, first vore oneshot on this account lets goooo!
I left this out of the original Bo/ba Fe/tt headcanons cause I know people don’t usually like digestion (and I mean same boat) but
Imagine a guy who had tried to harm Bo/ba or something relating to him now tied up and trying to beg for their life. They then just so happened to ask “have you ever digested someone?”
Bo/ba, being the bit of an asshole he is, would be like:
And he doesn’t tell anyone if he is serious or not
"Composers might be able to vore each other, too."
He doesn't really understand what the term means, does he?
Joshua hopes not.
He clears his throat harshly. "I'll admit it'd be my pleasure to go down on you, and I'd be thrilled for you to eat me out, but that's not what the 'eating' aspect of vore means."