Safe Vore Sanctuary

Warnings: None that I know of.

Technoblade slowly awoke. He winced; his head was throbbing. What happened? He sat up, taking in his surroundings. It looked like the SMP, but it was silent. No swords being drawn, no loud children screaming, not even the sound of the voices in his own head. Wait a minute... where were the voices? There was never a point in time where they were silent, but now there was no trace of them. Not even a whisper.

Techno stood up and started to walk around. He needed answers, but this place seemed to be a ghost town. No one in the castle, nor Las Navadas, nor Kinoko Kingdom, not even the blonde racoon he saw as his little brother taking refuge under his home. No one was here. He was alone. Thats when he noticed that when he was traveling, no matter where he went it was cold. Not unbearably so, but cold enough to show that there was definitely something wrong.

The boar hybrid started to worry a little. He had never been truly alone like this before. Had something happened to the others? Was there some sort of tragedy where he was the only survivor somehow? Techno sat down on his knees and rubbed his temples. “Come on, Technoblade. Remember. What happened before you woke up here?” he asked himself.

It took a good few minutes of trying to remember, but he finally pieced everything together. There was the sound of war, he wasn’t sure over what, but it was definitely war. He heard Wilbur’s voice calling out for Dream, he sounded angry. Techno caught sight of Wilbur rushing over to Dream, and in a panic, Techno ran over into the crossfire. He felt the blade rip his chest open, and he fell. Tommy and a few others screamed his name. Wilbur stood over him, horrified. And Dream stood there, slowly sliding his mask off to reveal his surprised expression.

Techno didn’t necessarily like Dream, but he jumped in front of the masked man because the voices told him to. The voices wanted to show everyone that he wasn’t just the destroyer of tyranny, The Blood God, or The Blade. They wanted to show that he just wanted peace. A world without government, without war. He hadn’t quite realized how low on hearts he was, until he fell. His last canon life being ripped from him. He was dead. This was his limbo.

...

He knew it had only been a few minutes in the real world, but he had been in limbo for a couple months now. He had met Shlatt, Ghostbur, some kid named Slimecicle, and a few others. He avoided most of them as much as possible but stayed with Ghostbur. The poor guy was sad, and they both knew that there was no second chance for him. So, Techno did everything he could to make his friend feel better.

He was just casually strolling through the empty SMP, when he saw something in the distance. He turned towards it and was met with a familiar smiling mask and green hoodie. “You saved me, so I’m bringing you back home.” Dream said and extended his hand outward. Techno stared at the man for a moment, before taking his hand. The man’s pale skin looked strange next to his own ghostly blue tinted skin. With that, Dream led him away. Techno’s vision started to blur, then it was completely clouded by white.

...

When Techno came to, he was laying on the ground. There were figures all around him, but he couldn’t make out a single one with how blurred his vision was. He sat up and slowly shook his head, clearing the fog from his mind. That’s when he noticed small whispers, they weren’t from the now present figures surrounding him, but from his own head. Saying things like “Rest” “Heal up” and so on.

Techno then dragged himself to his feet, with the assistance of a familiar winged friend. Who then hugged him when he was standing upright. He hugged back, having missed his friend during the months he was gone. He then was hugged by a few of his other friends and acquaintances. He then noticed Wilbur, standing nervously to the side. He might have just been killed, but he was still The Blade and one of the most powerful people on the server. He just sighed and opened his arms to Wilbur, who gratefully took the hug. Wil was obviously glad to not be on Techno’s bad side.

He then looked at Dream. They both just nodded at each other, and Dream walked off. The war had temporarily come to a standstill, not because the conflict had been resolved, but because Techno was a decent acquaintance to just about everyone. He was also very powerful and would have found out how to come back on his own for revenge one way or another.

As the sun set, Techno sat on the grass with Phil, Tommy, Wilbur, Tubbo, and Ranboo. With his long pink hair blowing in the light breeze, he tucked the white strand behind his ear and began to tell them the story of his limbo and the people he met.

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i think you should keep going with the manhunt series but also make new ones!!! ^v^

R.I.P Technoblade. Blood for the blood god. Fly high king

Note: You asked for it, and after a very long break, I delivered. Hope you all enjoy. Part 4, “Team Bonding”.

Warnings: safe vore, death mention, implied death/ digestion (none really happen), sorta willing and unwilling prey, a bit of DNF, swearing, and I think that’s all. Tell me if I need to add more.

“So... when did you figure out you could do this?” Sapnap asked. George closed the chest he was looting and stared silently at Sapnap, trying not to crack a smile. Dream didn’t even hear the question, he was busy trying to gather an army of wolves. George turned back to the chest and continued to loot it. Sapnap and Bad looked at each other. They had been prying at George for about 30 minutes, but George wouldn’t speak to them.

After a moment, George closed the chest again. He gave the two some of the stuff he had taken, because they weren’t even worried about winning the game. They just wanted to know about what they had seen last time. “George, come on. We want to know,” Bad tried, yet again, George just stared silently before walking past the two and out of the house.

He felt the communicator buzz. George took it out and checked it. On his screen was a private message from Dream “Are they even making advancements? Or are they just worried about what they saw?” He blocked out the noise of the two rambling on and replied to Dream “No, I’m working by myself. I have a feeling that with me one time more than you, and their lack of work is going to make this game go sideways.” Only now does George realize his teammates are reading over his shoulder. “So you do know what we are talking about, you’re just avoiding it,” Sapnap pries. George cracks a small smile and continues on his way.

...

After what felt like forever, they had made it to the Nether. Dream had slacked a bit for George, to make it at least somewhat fair, because Sapnap and Bad wouldn’t give up till they got what they wanted. Finally, George feels his communicator buzz. He checks it to see another message from Dream and hides the screen from the other two “I wasn’t gunna tell you this, but I have the potion. I can give them what their asking for”. The thought lingered in his head a moment, then he slightly chuckled to himself and replied “Go for it”.

It was an evil plan to say the least, but if the two wouldn’t shut up, he would gladly sacrifice his items to show them exactly what they’ve been asking about. It didn’t take long for Dream to show up to the Nether. George pretended it was no big deal, and just gathered blaze rods. George heard the slight sound of a footstep and smirked a bit to himself. He’s not even fazed when he hears the surprised shrieks of his teammates as glass shatters on the ground.

George shuts his eyes tight as his body compresses down. He only opens them when he’s snatched up. He sees his masked boyfriend in front of him, and he feels his teammates pressed against his back. Sapnap and Bad’s breathing picks up, obviously panicked. George just stays still, almost amused by the situation at this point. Dream reaches up with his free hand and moves his mask to the side “You keep nagging about it, so you’re getting a front row seat,” and with that, Dream puts the hunters in his mouth.

“What the muffin?!” Bad yells out in a panic. Sapnap was quiet but banged on Dream’s teeth in an attempt to escape. Bad brought out a torch and let up the mouth. He sees Sapnap panicking at the front of the mouth, George laying comfortably on the tongue, and Bad personally was to the side but not too close to the teeth. Dream’s tongue shifted and licked at all of them. Sapnap and Bad didn’t like it at all, but George didn’t seem to mind.

After a bit, Sapnap and Bad were pinned to the side of the mouth while George remained in place. Gravity shifted, and George made to move to fight back as he was dragged down the throat. Then Sapnap was taken to the middle, the same thing happened but Sapnap fought, hard. Then Bad joined them. When Bad’s journey ended, he fell right on top of someone. “Get off,” Sapnap complained, and Bad scrambled off him.

“Nice of you two to join me,” said George sounding amused. “What the hell, George. Get us out of here!” Sapnap yelled towards the direction he heard his friend’s voice. A light sizzling sound caught both Sapnap and Bad’s attention, making their hearts skip a beat. “Only one way out,” George replied. You could practically hear him smirking. Then they heard the sound of someone taking damage, then their communicators vibrated. George died.

Both the hunters groaned then reached out and touched the acid. They were insta-killed, and their vision went dark. After a moment, they sat up on the bed where they had set their spawn point. Both hunters looked at each other, then at George who was leaning against the wall by the door looking proud of himself. Then he says into the communicator “Thanks for giving me my team back Dream”. “No problem,” Dream replies with a slight chuckle. George grabs the extra gear he had put in the chest and distributed it among the three of them, then left to go after Dream.

do you have plans to make a part 4 to The Hunt? if not that’s okay!! i saw your post about how you’ve been doing recently and don’t want to pressure you into anything! your mental health is important! ❤️❤️❤️

Hello, my beautiful girls, gays, and non-binary they’s! I have returned from the abyss though I still have writer's block for some unknown reason.

And hello to you anon. I don't mind making a part 4, though I don't know who to make it about or anything. If I get some suggestions, I will probably do it.

Note: Go show some love to @splatsys-shenanigans for helping me with the ending of this story. Again, I don’t know how this will turn out. If it’s bad, I will re-write it. But for right now, I’ll try my hardest to make it good. PART 3, UH OH...!

Warnings: safe vore, death mention, implied death/digestion (none happen, well sorta. It’s kinda hard to explain. You’ll have to read it), sorta willing and unwilling prey, a bit of DNF, swearing, and I think that’s all. Tell me if I need to add more.

“George! We could really use that magic death trick right now!” yelled Bad. He wasn’t wrong, despite George telling Dream that they were even a few days ago, he had brewed the potion anyway just in case. And right now, he wished he used it. He had been planning to go after Dream earlier, but Sapnap and Bad were being stubborn and wouldn’t let him go off by himself again.

That’s why they were here now. They were all trapped in the End together with the dragon just below half health, and rapidly decreasing. Sapnap runs over and smacks Dream with his iron sword, breaking Dreams chestplate. The green man yelled out at that and ran, Sapnap and Bad started to chase him while George fought with a whole god damn army of enderman, but they got shot into the air by the dragon. 

George finally killed the last of the attacking enderman, when he heard the sound of death. His communicator buzzed, he pulled it out to see two messages. Sapnap fell from a high place. Badboyhalo fell from a high place. He heard water running, so he looked over to see where the two had attempted to MLG but failed. Then he realized, this is his chance.

With the other two not being around, he could save the game. The sound of something taking damage reached his ears. He looked over, and it was Dream hitting the dragon. George rushed over and hit Dream with his diamond axe. Dream inhaled sharply at the surprise attack. He tried to fight back against George, but fighting with low health, no chesplate, and almost broken armor wasn’t a good idea.

Dream ran and headed behind a pillar. Perfect. George could sneak attack again, with the potion. So, that’s what he did. George snuck around the pillar and saw Dream hunched over a bit, catching his breath. George took the potion out of his inventory, “Sorry Dream, I can’t let you win”, and threw the potion. The glass shattered on the ground, and completely soaked the masked man. Also unknowingly alerting the other two hunters that had come back through the portal.

Dream’s heart skipped a beat, as the shattering of glass jump scared him. He whipped around and was immediately grabbed in a fist. “Oh, come on! I was so close, and I thought you said we were even!” Dream yelled, obviously annoyed. George chuckled quietly, then said “Yea, but we can’t have you winning the manhunt. Besides you know as well as I do that it’s sorta comforting in a weird way.”

Dream stayed silent for a minute, then simply said “Just do it”. George chuckled, “As you wish,” and raised Dream up to his face. George licked the smaller man’s face and made him sputter. This amused George, but didn’t want to make Dream mad, so he placed the smaller male in his mouth. He licked at Dream for a moment, then tilted his head back. Dream just sighed, and relaxed, letting himself slide towards the throat. George gave a soft swallow, and the throat muscles pulled Dream downwards.

George had turned to leave the scene but was met with two figures. Both having a look of confusion and curiosity, but only Bad openly showed it. Sapnap on the other hand had the look in his eye, but his outward appearance looked somewhat offended. “Wow, you guys did this without me? I see how it is,” Sapnap said dramatically. Though no one could see Dream, him and George shared the same confused expression. And both simultaneously said, “Wait what?”

Dream didn’t know what was going on, so he quickly touched the acid and let his vision go dark. The others quickly made their way back to spawn, to see Dream sitting up from laying on the grass. You could tell he was nauseous, but that was normal when respawning. He opened his eyes, only to yell “Fuck!” and cover them. Bad, still awestruck, didn’t even say anything about the green man’s language.

George held his hand out to Dream, and when the blonde could see again, he took the offered hand. George pulled Dream up and close to him. Before their friends could ask questions, they gave the two mischievous looks then shifted back to reality.

Dream and George quickly got showers and changed into comfy clothes. Dream had ordered a pizza, and as soon as he got off the phone, George grabbed his hand and drug him into the living room. George cuddled up to Dream, and they turned on a movie while they waited for their food.

Bad would probably be a mix of confusion and curiosity, Sapnap would just be like “wow you guys did that without me?” but in like. a half-joking way lmfao

Dream and George proceed to just sit there like “you what” at sapnap lmfao

Note: @pleasentkai-gt, I heard a request for a part 2. Just so you know, I don’t know exactly how this will turn out. If it’s bad, I will re-write it at a later time. But for now, I will do my best. PART 2, GEORGES REVENGE! (Also, ‘lostpotatochip’ I swear to any God/s out there that if you read this back to me or make me aware that you read it, I will punt you into the motherfucking sun)

Warnings: safe vore, death mention, panic, implied death/digestion (none happen, well sorta it’s kinda hard to explain. You’ll just have to read it), sorta unwilling and willing prey, a bit of DNF, swearing, and I think that’s all. Tell me if I need to add more.

George gave off a slightly annoyed huff as he ran after Dream. He was the farthest behind because Dream started off by pushing him to the ground and taking off. Though, that was just another thing added to his reasons for his plan today. He wasn’t letting the masked man win today. Especially after last time.

The new mods they had added had made the manhunts much more interesting, and he was gunna use that to his advantage. There was one thought in George’s head, ‘get back at him’. Sapnap and Bad had asked nonstop what had happened, but he wouldn’t budge. This was between him and Dream. 

Eventually, Dream got away. That was ok though, since now he had time to put together his plan. George had asked his boyfriend for the recipe, but Dream would only brush off the question saying something along the lines of “That’s something I’ll take to my grave, can’t be giving you easy wins in manhunts now, can I?”

Since the blonde wouldn’t give, he had dedicated his free time to gathering every ingredient just to try it out. After hours of gathering and multiple failed attempts, George found it. His ticket to win and to get back at the bastard for the dirty trick he played last time.

If he was being honest, he was avoiding Dream. He knew that he was supposed to be hunting him, but that would just put a pause in his work and run the risk of dying and losing some ingredients. So, despite the two voices scolding him for slaking and the taunting private messages from Dream about being scared to lose that same way a second time, George pushed on.

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The Nether, why did it have to be the Nether? George barely had any armor, but the last ingredient was blaze powder. Maybe he should have stopped to some iron armor while he was working, but he was already here, so it would be a shame to turn back now. With half damaged leather armor, a stone axe, and a shield, he battled to blaze. He thought the game was bugged or something, why weren’t they drop-... BLAZE RODS! Yes, he did it!

Dream’s voice came over the communicator, “Why are YOU getting blaze rods? You have no use for them.” “I’m going to the End before you. I’m saying this, because you can’t do anything about it,” George responded, a smirk on his face. Dream made an annoyed sound and muttered under his breathe, “Oh my god, of course you are.” Bad and Sapnap’s voices came over the communicator again, “George, come back here and help us. We could have killed him already, if you were here.” George rolled his eyes and left the blaze spawner.

He blocked himself in a safer room and brewed the potion. He smirked and pocketed it, then unblocked the room. Knowing that the blaze spawner he went to is the closest one and that that’s the one Dream would go to if he was lucky enough for the blonde to come to this one specifically. The hallway he was in had a chest in the corner. If Dream stopped to loot it, George could ambush him. So, he dug into the wall and went up, right over the chest to wait.

And it seemed luck was on his side, the message ‘Dream has made the advancement [A Terrible Fortress]’ popped up. He could hear his teammates get upset over the message, but he could only smile to himself as he saw Dream’s gamertag coming his way. George heard the chest open, and quicker than he had ever moved before, he broke the block over the chest and threw the potion down. He heard the glass shatter and a surprised gasp come from the now smaller male.

George jumped down, landing on top of the chest. His gaze shifted to the tiny on the ground. A devilish grin spread across his face when he saw the familiar smiling mask. Dream tried to get up and run, but George was faster and snatched him up. The masked man wiggled and squirmed, trying anything he could to get out of his boyfriend’s grasp. “That won’t do you any good (any Legends of Zelda fans?),” George’s voice said from above him.

“George! Let me go!” Dream shouted out. “Sorry, can’t do that. I have to get my revenge first,” George chuckled, and lifted Dream to his face. George licked at the tiny’s face, making Dream groan and knocking off the mask. George then quickly shoved Dream in his mouth, making him shout in surprise. The soft click of teeth behind sealed Dream inside. George started to hum to himself as he licked at his miniature boyfriend.

Dream grimaced at the disgusting feeling of the tongue practically attacking him. He scrambled around, trying to get out, but he knew he couldn’t do anything. His fate rested in George’s hands, and he already knew George, being the petty person he is, wouldn’t have any mercy on him.

After what felt like forever of George licking him, the feeling of falling spiked in him, but he didn’t fight back. He let himself slide back and downwards with a loud gulp. It became a bit harder to breathe from the muscles that were surrounding him, but he didn’t really mind. The sound of the loud heartbeat vibrated through him as he passed by. And soon, he was pushed deposited into a larger space.

“No fair, you used my trick against me,” Dream called up. George chuckled, “You added the mods, and there is nothing against it in the rule book.” Dream just huffed. The communicator buzzed, George looked down and saw four new notifications on the screen ‘Sapnap has made the advancement [We Need to Go Deeper]. Badboyhalo has made the advancement [We Need to Go Deeper]. Sapnap has made the advancement [A Terrible Fortress]. Badboyhalo has made the advancement [A Terrible Fortress].’ George quickly dug into the wall and covered the path, crouching so no one would notice him. Sapnap and Bad’s gamertags came around the corner but stopped at the chest. The two looked at the miniature mask on the ground then at each other. “What the...?” they both said in unison.

Dream sighed as he heard the light sizzling sounds of acid. He crawled to the middle, accepting defeat and placed his hand in it, getting insta-killed and his vision went dark. He felt nauseous when he respawned, he hated that feeling. He sat up on the grass, and let his eyes adjust to the sun. Then he looked down at his communicator, ‘Dream was killed by Intentional Game Design’ and a private message from George “We’re even now”. The three hunters teleported to Dream, Sapnap and Bad looking confused and George who looked at Dream triumphantly then helped him up. “GG,” was all Dream said, pulling his respawned mask over his face.

The two ignored the questioning comments from the others, and just shifted back to their reality. Dream flipped George off, but he only got a slight playful chuckle from his boyfriend. Next thing he knows, he’s being tackled and then cuddled by the overly clingy brunet.