[LET ME IN!!!] [LET ME IN!!!] PLEASE!!!

slow summer eve 📺🐀🎇 (jun14 twt backlog)

outfit concept design

Ew ew ew throwing rocks at them

His greed sickens me

Got a lil crazy when drawing DFN SN3O. This will probably be the highest quality thing on this page

Strokin his nothing

On the topic of DFN I uh. Also have vore. Who woulda guessed.

It’s kinda nothing burger, I just wanted to draw DFN Ten being a lil pathetic.

Tenna's participation and win (yay!) in tublr sexymen contest brought me back to life

I just didn’t feel like making larger posts for all these

I call this one the vore of doom and despair

I think a lot about Sp4m knowing about the prophecy and stuff and his strange ways of coping with that. I’m very normal about that.

And then we have some add1son yuri freakery

And last but not least, this scrapped lil thing that WAS gonna contain vore, but then they kept talking too much and it just turned more into dialogue practice than anything. Oh well. I’ll draw Ten eating that puppet at some point.

Also yayyyy this stuff is newer, so it’s my updated design for him yippee !!!

Okay time for me to get weird about it

Ouhh it's hard to think of any specifics off the top of my head. Like, I'll usually take anything as long as it's safe, soft, and involves at least one of my favorite little guys.

I will say, I do tend to enjoy when the first time experience is a lil unwilling and scary on the prey's part. There's no real danger, obviously, but either due to the pred being a bit of an asshole at the moment, or just stupid, there's that bit of miscommunication. Like, usually when I imagine first time vore with sp4mt3nna in particular, it's that. Because they fucking suck at communicating and T3nna is stupid when he's hungry. I dunno, something to do with the bit of an adrenaline crash after learning it's safe, and now you're reassessing your surroundings and realize "oh hey it's actually comfortable as hell in here" and then the prey and pred go to sleep and everyone's happy and cozy, the end !!

I also really like comfort vore, on the more willing side of things. Sometimes I like to think about Spam having a hard time for whatever reason, and T3nna just scooping him up and eating him and just hiding him away for the rest of the day because I am Spam and I wish T3nna would do that to me.

Most of my go-to "I think about this a lot" vore scenerios I've already drawn/wrote about. Like Spam with his weird add1son instincts and pouch stuff. Or that first drunken mishap. It's always sp4mt3nna I cannot think about vore without thinking of AT LEAST one of those two, they pollute my mind.

WAIT I JUST THOUGHT OF A SPECIFIC ONE !! THAT I REALLY LIKE THINKING ABOUT!! Like, post-reunion Sp4mt3nna. But like, early post-reunion, so Spam still isn't doing the best. And like Ten offers to let Spam store him, and they do that, and like, the whole time Spam is blissed tf out cuz it's been so long since his pouch has been that full, let alone had T3nna in there, his most precious treasure. And he's shaking and crying and shit and it's really sappy and comforting and yeah. I love hurt/comforting that puppet. Can you tell I like hurt/comfort.

As I am most of the time, I was just thinking about lying next to Tenna in bed. You're snuggled up on his mattress, head pressed against his side as his other hand lazily rests along your hip.

He's warm. Really... warm. It’s a perfect contrast to the frigid snow that's always falling in TV World. His silicone is rubbery, but soft. Smooth in some places, slightly textured in others. You nuzzle gently against him as you focus on the soft whirring of his mechanical components. Steady. Rhythmic. Almost like breathing. 

Then, there it is…

The star of your show tonight.

A soft, grumbly little growl escapes from the confines of his belly. Low. It’s more vibration than sound at first and almost blends with his constant hum. Hopes his chassis muffled it. 

You’re glad it didn’t.

Without hesitation, your hand shifts, fingers running little circles over the silicone of his belly. It dips gently with the pressure. When was the last time he ate something? He must be starved. He looks down at you, screen pink and flushed. The glow reflects along your face, and you smile. A knowing one. It’s not like you haven’t encouraged this side of him before. He knows just how much you love to watch him eat.

He turns his head from you with a huff, pretending to be embarrassed, but he doesn’t push away your hand. You continue gently moving your hand across the expanse of his belly as it lets out another low groan. He leans back. Accepting. Blush all over his face.

“Is someone hungry?” You murmur, lips pressed against his side. His stomach answers for him, as an even louder grumble escapes from his middle. He lets out a soft laugh as you motion to the kitchen.