A continuation of this post because I don't have a life
- Remus's insides didn't used to glow, but the first time he ate Virgil the darkness of it all seriously freaked him out. Not wanting to give up his snack, but also not wanting Virgil to be panicking the whole time, he changed it so that his whole digestive tract was glowing. After that, he never really changed it back.
- Unsurprisingly, Remus started the whole thing, and was the first person to ever eat the others. Well, all of them but Logan anyway. The first person to eat Logan was Janus, because Logan requested to science his guts and figure out exactly how snakelike he is.
- The first person to eat Remus was Roman, and it was solely out of spite for Remus eating him and messing up a perfectly good hair day.
- Remus and Virgil both have claustrophobia. The less Virgil trusts the pred, the more uncomfortable he is. Remus, however, can be completely fine with it somedays and have a breakdown other days. The others have taken to asking beforehand.
- If someone is being particularly annoying, Janus eats them. No holds barred.
- Virgil is a very scrawny boy, and when any of the others are a tiny size they're comfortable with, they always make a decently noticable bump. He's very embarrassed about it, and absolutely hides in his hoodie to avoid getting any questions or looks.
This one's shorter but hey, it's been a while since I posted so yeet
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Logan gets sacrificed to a god with no escape, but it looks like the god was more merciful than he thought.
Ship: Pred!Patton x Prey!Logan
Word Count: 2.1k
tw: unwilling prey, death mention, human sacrifice
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A sharp throbbing pain ached throughout Loganâs body. There was a coolness that lingered on his skin as his eyes opened and a wind rushed through. It made the tall jungle treesâ leaves rustle making him wake up more. Where was he? Was this a dream? Another pang of pain shot through his body as he tried to stand up. He looked down, memories coming back to him. His legs were broken, and he was bound tight by some ropes. Birds chirped in the distance which brought him to look at his surroundings. Tall trees covered every square inch of the place except where he lay, helpless to the elements. Soon, he saw an enormous amount of food and other items scattered about where he sat, and it finally clicked. He turned around, looking up at the massive palace that was much too big for any human.
Tears flowed down Loganâs face, both from the sharp pain in his legs and from the horror that consumed him. They were real. The gods were real. He was so skeptical that he announced it to his village, and now he was stuck in this horrible terrifying mess. Another wind blew past him, making him shiver. It almost seemed like his body would go numb if it kept blowing. The cold surface he sat on didnât help either, except for maybe soothing his broken legs. As hazy as his mind was, he was able to connect why he was with all this food and items. He was a sacrifice. Now he knew why he was kidnapped. It all made sense now⊠but there was still a chance that this was just an empty abandoned palace. A very well kept giant palace, but it could just be a humanâs doing.
A thump rang in Loganâs ears and the ground shook under him. His heart sank as the ground continued to shake, each one progressively getting more and more violent, until there stood a giant. They towered over him and he cowered, terrified at what they would do to him. Their eyes pierced through his soul. The terror that trembled through him triumphed over the throbbing pain in his tied-up legs and body. He tried to stop shaking, do anything to calm himself down, but the giant godâs presence made him cry more.
âYou poor thing!â they said, âI told them not to give me human sacrifices!â
The giant godâs hands scooped up Loganâs tiny broken form. Their fingers towered over him and their shadow casted down on him. He blinked at what they said, still bawling but now equally confused. It almost sounded like this god was concerned for him. Though, there was no way theyâd miss the opportunity to hurt a skeptic like him! All of a sudden, the ropes disappeared at the snap of their large fingers. There were marks all over his body from how tight the ropes were and his body just ached. He tried to back away as far from their face as possible, but there was no strength left from his body as he tried to process everything that was happening.
âI canât believe it! After I told them no-âŠâ
Loganâs head started to spin at the godâs fast movements, and it was getting hard and harder to keep himself awake. Another sharp pain jolted through his body as they moved, making him scream in agony. His eyes shot open and his hands dashed to his mouth to cover it. It was obvious he was in pain, but he still didnât want to look vulnerable, even though he knew, logically, the worst was probable.
âOh dear! Iâm sorryâŠâ they said, looking at his broken legs, âIâm not gonna hurt you, kiddo. I promiseâŠâ
The godâs voice was soft and almost calming. It was confusing that they were so gentle with Logan, even though they could easily crush him if they wanted to. He tried to think logically through this mess. It was probable he would die at the hands of this god or be tortured. He tried to prepare and come to terms with his terrible fate, but he just couldnât stop crying, all his bottled-up emotions flowing out all at once. His eyes met with their giant ones for a brief moment, an expression of worry and concern painting their face. It was as if they were saying sorry.
All of a sudden, a warm breath rolled over Logan as their maw opened wide. Their tongue soon caught him as he started to slide into their mouth. More tears flowed down his face, his body shaking.
âPlease! Iâm sorry! Donât eat me, please! I believe now! Iâm sorryâŠâ His voice was hoarse screaming at the top of his lungs.
The god froze at his words, his tiny body lying helplessly on their tongue. Another warm breath rolled over Logan, the pain in his legs becoming a bit more bearable. Freedom was so close⊠If he could just climb out of their mouth, maybe they wouldnât just see him as food. Maybe he wouldnât look so weak. He tried to gather any strength he had in his body, but he was exhausted. He couldnât stay awake much longer, but since he knew heâd die, perhaps that was a good thing. The light that once illuminated the mouth disappeared as they closed their mouth, sealing his fate.
The tongue licked Logan all over, coating him in saliva. Their tongue curled on his tiny weak body. It almost felt like a massage though the god seemed to focus on licking his broken legs. Perhaps they tasted better since they were broken. He didnât care anymore what they would do to him now, his eyes starting to grow heavy. At least his body would be somewhat useful for them as food. He closed his eyes as he waited for teeth to start tearing him apart, but nothing came. It just made him sigh as he tried to fall asleep on the giant tongue he laid on. On what seemed like instinct, he hugged it as best he could, cuddling into the pink muscle. A hum rang through their mouth, making his eyes feel heavier.
Soon, Logan started to slide down into the entrance of their throat. His legs stung a bit since he went in feet first, but it was overall fine. The god was so gentle with him that he almost started to like this crazy experience. With one gulp, he entered their throat, the muscle pushing him down to their stomach. A thumping heart and their slow breath echoed all throughout the throat. Their throat embraced his tiny body every time he was squished by the soft muscles. It made him warm inside, as if he met an old friend. Now that he thought about it, he didnât have any friends. Perhaps that was what it feels like to meet an old friend.
Logan felt his body drop into a large space, which he assumed was the godâs stomach. He crawled over the best he could to one of the stomach walls, cuddling into it. There was a sense of calm that was in him now even though he knew he wouldnât see the light of day again. He rubbed one of his hands into the soft walls as he yawned. Another hum rang through the stomach as he cuddled more into the walls and closed his eyes. At least this seemed like a much more peaceful death than he imagined it to be.
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Loganâs eyes fluttered open as he felt something move. Soon, his eyes shot open, looking around, terrified and confused. He shouldâve been dead by now! There was no way his body could even last a few minutes in stomach acid. A shiver ran down his spine as he hugged himself, not sure what to make of the situation. Soon, he blinked. His skin was dry. He looked around the stomach to see no liquid at all in sight! But if there was no liquid, then where was he? He was certain he was still inside the god, but where? The walls prodded at him, making him jump up, walking into another wall on the other side, still so scared. Wait a minute⊠His eyes widened as he looked down at his legs which were fully healed. A muffled though loud voice rang through the stomach, but he couldnât focus on it as he dropped to the floor, in awe at his healed legs. For a while, he sat there very still and in shock at the discovery. There was more prodding at him, but he still didnât move.
âOh god, did I kill him? No, no, no noâŠâ
Logan finally fell out of his trance as he heard the frantic voice boom all over.
âIâm- Iâm fine!â He started to rub at the walls. There was soon pressure coming from outside, pressing where he was.
Soon, the walls closed in on Logan and he closed his eyes. His heart raced as he was pushed up into the godâs throat, into their mouth and out on to their hands. The air was freezing, and he hugged himself to keep warm. It felt like he was dropped into a snowstorm naked. He squeaked when he was wiped clean with a warm rag, though he was grateful to not be soaked in saliva. Soon, their hands curled more around him as they moved them to a giant warm compress. He smiled as he was placed on it, happy to be warm again.
âHey, kiddo, Iâm sorry I really scared you when we first metâŠâ
Logan blinked as he now looked to the giant god.
ââŠbut I couldnât stand to see you in pain. Iâll do whatever you want to make up for it. My nameâs Patton, by the way. Yours?â
âIâm LoganâŠâ He was stunned at how gentle Patton was and how they simply offered to do whatever he pleased. Soon, a spark went in his head as he looked down at his legs then back up at Patton.
âYou must be Patton, the god of healingâŠâ
âYep! It took me longer than what it usually takes for me to heal someone, but it was worth it now that I get to see you all better.â
Logan blinked. âHow⊠How long was I in there for? And where was I? I noticed it was fairly dry.â
âOh, you were in my storage stomach! Thatâs where I heal a lot of people. And you were in there for an entire week!â
âA week!?â
âYep! An entire week, kiddo! You were beaten up pretty bad.â
Suddenly, Logan hugged himself, curling up a bit. His heart sank and he couldnât look up at Patton anymore. A shiver ran through his whole body curling up more. Why didnât he just listen to everyone at the village? He wouldâve never ended up here, and even if Patton were acting nice, theyâd get bored of him eventually. Though, he couldnât just go back to his village! Everyone would notice him and his big mouth and beat him up again.
âHey Loganââ Patton kneeled down to Loganâs heightâ âI know Iâm really scary to be around with, but I promise Iâll do what it takes to protect you. I canât stand to see anyone in painâŠâ
âDo you see me as a pet?â Logan asked, curling up more.
Pattonâs eyes widened at the sudden question. âOf course not, kiddo⊠You are your own person just like me and everyone else. You mightâve been⊠brought here without wanting to be here, but I want you to know youâre safe here, kiddo.â
There was silence for a few more moments until Logan spoke.
âCould I stay here for a while? I doubt my village would be very happy seeing me againâŠâ He curled up more, waiting for his body to be crushed or torn to pieces, but nothing came.
âOf course you can stay here! Iâll make sure I have a room ready for you. And I can help you find a new village to live in, of course, if you want me to helpâŠâ
A small smile painted Loganâs face as he looked at Patton. He reached out to them, soon watching them come closer. He quickly hugged their nose, crying his eyes out. Somehow, he was in the godâs favor and something told him he would be for the rest of his life.
Patton had come down the stairs in the morning like usual, trying to cook breakfast like usual, but it seemed the kitchen was full.
"I am unaware if he likes to dunk prey or not." Logan stood at the stove
"How do you not know?" Deceit hissed quietly. "You've been hanging around with him since the beginning."
"I never noted it if he ever ingested me." Logan adjusted his glasses. "He's mostly been swallowed instead of doing the swallowing."
"Hey kiddos." Patton cleared his throat. "What's going on?"
Everyone jumped and turned to look at him.
Virgil glared at the twins, who had been fighting over an ornamental spoon. "I thought you were supposed to make sure Patton was still in bed."
"I was!" Remus growled. "Until somebody was snitching my spoon!"
"It was still in the drawer!"
"I claimed it for my dish!"
Patton tilted his head. "Why is everyone cooking? Did I miss something?"
"Well..." Roman glanced around. "We were fixing you breakfast, Patton. You've been doing so much lately and -"
"And we thought you would want to fill your belly!" Remus blurted. "With us!"
Roman glared and continued. "Yeah. We'd also be parts of the dish. We'd snacked so much while we planned it, we didn't need food."
"Aaaw, kiddo!" He squeezed the twins in a hug. "Thank you!" He squeezed Deceit and Logan in a hug, then Virgil. "Thank all of you!"
"You're welcome, Patt." Virgil squirmed in Patton's arms. "Watch the ribs."
"Sorry." He set Virgil on the ground and then glanced around. "I'm going to get dressed then." And he sauntered off.
After a little while, he heard someone call for him and he came back down, smoothing out a light blue sweater.
Virgil was folding his jacket, standing miniature on the table. He glanced up at Patton and then tossed his jacket on the other discarded clothes in the middle of the table before scrambling onto his dish.
"Oh. The food looks lovely." He smiled and sat at his seat, which they arranged the table around. "And you all look delicious."
Logan was closest, among eggs and toast, so Patton pulled him over first.
"Good morning, Logan." Patton started to butter a piece of toast. "What time did you all get up to do this?"
"About two hours ago. Remus and Virgil forcefully pulled the rest of us out of bed so we could prepare."
Patton glanced over. Virgil was sitting atop a pile of waffles, covering his face. Remus was lounging, shirtless, in a bowl of oatmeal. He nodded eagerly when Logan spoke.
"Yup! We arranged this whole thing!"
Deceit rolled his eyes, arms crossed across his chest where he sat among bacon and sausage.
Patton saw that and pulled Deceit over as well, cutting off a bit of egg with the meats to make an open faced sandwich.
"Thank you all for doing this for me." He started to eat off of both Deceit's and Logan's plate.
It wasn't long before the two sides were softly nudged together on a piece of toast. Logan had a bit of egg on his pants and Deceit was complaining about the grease on his clothes.
"Don't worry, Kiddo. I'll clean them up once you're out." He gently picked Deceit up and slid him into his mouth.
Patton barely licked at his little squirming body before gulping heavily. He did taste slightly greasy, but in a good way. Herby and warm and it was tempting to hold him in there for longer and fully taste of him, but he didn't want to upset Deceit.
He could feel the little side squirm all the way down his chest and then spill into his belly.
Logan was blushing slightly as Patton tipped Logan into his mouth off the piece of toast.
The logical side ended up feet first in Patton's mouth. He squirmed around so he was belly down on the tongue.
"Be gentle with him, Patty." Remus shouted as Patton licked eagerly at Logan, the taste of the eggs pairing well with his natural coffee flavour. "I have plans for him later."
Patton slightly nodded and tilted his head back. Logan slipped towards his throat, and then vanished with a smooth gulp. Patton sighed lovingly as his hands rested on his belly, barely bulging.
"The two of you taste wonderful together." He sighed happily, massaging his stomach. "Maybe I should make a dessert with you two delicious little things in them."
Deceit pushed a little on the stomach wall. "I will do no such thing..." But then he mumbled something, probably the condition on which he wouldn't mind being in a dessert with Logan.
Patton giggled and went back to his meal, pulling Virgil over next.
Virgil sat atop a stack of waffles, drenched in syrup and butter and the things Patton likes. He was looking anywhere but at Patton, who sat in front of him, one hand on his stomach.
"Don't be embarrassed. I'm thankful you did  this for me. It's very sweet you did."
"Don't mention it." Virgil rubbed at the back of his neck as Patton dug eagerly into the food.
The waffles were sublime. Crispy, fluffy thick squares of breakfast heaven. The young man was able to pack away a fair amount.
Soon, Virgil was softly picked up on the end of a spoon and brought up to Patton's lips. "Ready, Sport?"
"'Sport?'" Virgil snorted. "You're such a Dad."
"Then I'll just have to carry my kiddos in my belly." He chuckled before opening up wide.
Virgil took a deep breath before climbing in. He pulled himself in over the teeth, and he settled on Patton's tongue, facing out.
Anyone watching could just barely see Virgil's dark body on Patton's tongue as he closed up, Virgil's eyes the only thing that gave him away.
Patton softly licked the sticky off Virgil while stacking his empty plates at another place. Deceit and Logan were gently squirming in his belly, getting comfortable with the food in there with them, and Patton gulped heavily.
His hands softly settled on his belly as he felt Virgil snuggle between Logan and Deceit. He gently lifted the sweater to see his swollen belly. "Are you all comfortable in there?"
It seemed they all were.
He glanced between the twins to decide who was going to be eaten first.
Remus was nibbling on the oatmeal he was lounging in, Roman was absently picking st a piece of granola in his yogurt, fruit, and jam thing.
Remus was pulled over and he perked up excitedly. The spoon they'd been fighting over was in the bowl, and Patton eagerly started to eat.
Remus had dunked himself in honey so he'd fit in best with the oatmeal around him, trying to give himself a sweeter taste.
"How's that wonderful, gurgling gut?" Remus grinned eagerly.
"Full." Patton gently poked his stomach as he ate the oatmeal. "You all cooked so much."
Roman leaned on the edge of the dish, head propped up on his arms. "You don't have to eat it all, padre, if you're full."
"I don't want any going to waste -"
"Don't spoil my fun, Roman!" Remus hissed at his brother.
"You're just wanting an excuse to stuff Patton full to bursting!"
Patton thunked a spoon between them. "I plan on eating everything so your efforts and the food don't go to waste. So long as my stomach is comfortable for everyone inside." He rubbed his belly softly.
That settled everything.
Remus was picked up on the spoon and pushed in with a bite of food. He squirmed around for a bit before Patton swallowed him.
His belly gurgled with the strain of food, and Roman was pulled over. His eyes settled on Patton's gurgling stomach and he quickly looked away, clearing his throat.
Patton are a couple bites of the parfait and then pulled Roman out of it. He softly patted the miniature side's head and then eased Roman into his mouth.
His light, fruity flavour tasted wonderful with yogurt.
Patton softly rubbed at his stomach, sighing. Everyone tasted so good in his belly, and Patton had cleared the food prepared.
"Everyone comfortable?"
They were snuggling peacefully in Patton's stomach. It gurgled happily around all the sides as Patton stood up.
"Good. Rest up now." Patton started to clear the table. They cooked, Patton could at least clean up.
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- Deceit eats people to silence them instead of making them cover their mouths. In that same vein, if you eat Deceit you can only lie.
- If Virgil gets some serious flight vibes, he'll find the nearest person he trusts and ask to be eaten so he can get the heck out of there.
- Remus stress eats. Specifically, he stress eats the others.
- Patton does too, but he's a lot more polite about it. In other words, he actually asks and doesn't try to gnaw on the Side he's eating.
- If Remus gets an unusually upsetting intrusive thought about one of the others, he'll hunt them down and eat them so he knows they're safe.
- Virgil's not a huge fan of eating the others, he's terrified of something happening to them and it being his fault, but if someone's uncomfortable in a situation and they ask, he'll gladly do it for them.
- Remus really likes the way the others taste. ...A lot. He'll randomly come up and lick them, to the point where some of them aren't surprised anymore. Sometimes that's all it is, other times not so much.
- Logan, shockingly enough, actually very much enjoys fearplay. When he's the prey it doesn't really affect him, but when he's the pred expect lots of subtle threats and sudden grabbing. He's always careful to make sure the other knows this beforehand, however, and he's very aware of when he needs to dial it back.
- Deceit is cold-blooded, and while he would never admit it, nothing helps more when he's cold than being curled up in a nice warm tum. Eating others can also help with this, and he much prefers that. He likes the control. And he's protective af but shhh-
- Patton is the god of after care. He's always very very gentle getting them out, and has a way to get them clean on hand, and lots of blankets because it's always colder outside, and he's just very good.
- Remus is a squirmy jerk. He'll push all his limbs into the walls, wiggle the whole way down, and just generally cause a ruckus until he eventually tires himself out and settles down.
- Deceit personally loves this. He enjoys the squirming, and once Remus tuckers himself out, it means he actually gets a few moments of calm.
- Roman loves "saving" the other Sides from perfectly normal situations and tucking them away all safe and sound. Mostly he does this because he's lonely.
Yeah, that's all I've got for now
If this turns out to be something y'all like then I'll probably end up making more
Hey, do you think every pred! Side has a favorite prey? - shy anon
Hmmm... Well, I'm not sure if you mean a favorite side as prey, but that's the vibe I'm getting from this.
For which individual side he prefers in his belly, I'd say Roman probably likes to keep Patton in his belly. He's polite, gives amazing belly rubs, tastes normally like whatever sweet he was baking last, and settles down wonderfully. He'll talk to Roman and gush about how amazing his stomach is - and we all know how he loves praise. Besides, Patton is soft, and Roman loves protecting softies.
Logan, surprisingly, or not, likes Virgil as his prey best, but Deceit (depending on how much the trust is) is a close second. Virgil is quiet and will either listen to music or nap the whole time. He doesn't move or talk much, and that's what Logan loves in his prey.
Patton doesn't really have a favorite. There's something he enjoys about each side being snug in his belly.
Virgil either wants Logan or Patton in his stomach. He doesn't take in prey often, but it's mostly so he can calm down. Patton will comfort him and rub his belly, and Logan talks him through breathing exercises. In Virgil's secret opinion, he prefers Logan. Better taste, and much less squirmy. Don't tell Patton.
Deceit has Remus as his favorite. He enjoys strugglers, and Remus will go hog wild in a stomach. Besides, he likes knowing Remus is contained somewhere safe.
Remus will nom whoever he wants, whenever he wants, he is not picky at all. Roman is his official favorite because... Well... He loves tormenting his brother. He tastes good and the word play they can get into is perfection. Deceit is his secret favourite because it feels nice to know at least one person trusts him.