LummerTheGamerCat

I got my spiked brass knuckles ready! :D

NO PEDOPHILES AND ZOOPHILES!!!!!

HELLO!!!! to celebrate my silly return to this account, I’ve made some extreme cuddling bl1nkies!!!!! YIPPEEEEE ENJOY!!!!! anyone feel free to use, no credit needed (but appreciated js because I wanna see what u use these for)!! :]

feel free to send an ask if you have any requests btw!!!! I can switch up the aesthetic or put in dif msgs no problem!

I like it when your Pokémon get the zoomies then just conks out.

@lummercat

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this is probably some pacific northwest shit but who the FUCK calls these potato wedges

theyre called jojos you fuckin amoeba

those are potato wedges.

no the fuck they are not theyre jojos

why. are they going on a bizarre adventure????

jojo heritage post

mutuals stop putting this on my dash challenge

Every Friday. Every Friday i either see this post or live in fear of seeing it. I can’t wake up and say ‘it’s friday’ anymore without thinking of this post. I am living a nightmare and it’s your fault

Thank Gnome it’s Friday! Lol

Takes this gif but makes it Volo instead

Happy Asexuality Day 🖤🩶🤍💜

When your predcrush has no vore content made of them

friendly reminders:

Fun fact: I’m autistic I’m gonna do a thing inspired by another person

Reblog if your blog is safe for autistic people or is ran by an autistic person!

oh and

Reblog if you stand against Autism Speaks!

you've heard of preds purring after a meal- now, what about the prey purring?

imagine how cool that'd be! the prey relaxing in the warmth and comfort of the soft, squishy walls, laying down, hugging the floor beneath them, and...starting to purr. their purring sends small vibrations through the pred's gut... and the pred could hear the prey's purring too! the pred smiles, hugging their belly and relaxing too.

bonus points if the prey AND pred start to purr together! so cute gkoslfkskkg

making thibgs... to send people

have these treasures that I made on mspaint

moAR

Literally me

“And where do you think you’re going, little morsel?”

Their grip was a bit rough, but not terribly so as it came around you. They growled, and their stomach growled in turn as they looked you over. “Running around like that, trying to wear me out with a chase! Did you think you could delay the inevitable by running circles around me?”

You squirm, but their grip doesn’t yield. “I thought it was cute to entertain at first…but little things like you should know better than to think that’d work. This only made me hungrier.” As if to illustrate their point, their stomach made a low, rumbling groan. “That chase only served to irritate me and stir up my appetite. I ought to put you in your place…which lies beneath my skin. My throat will be happy to show you the way.”

Before you could so much as protest, jaws came down around you and engulfed your world in darkness. They weren’t lying about their hunger- slick flesh soon overwhelmed you, and the sound of quick gulps guided you down their gullet into their awaiting stomach. Spilling out into their stomach, it quickly got to work kneading around you as it burbled loudly to announce your arrival. Your captor sighed from above, already feeling much better with you inside.

“Mmm, that’s better…feisty little thing that you are, I’d like to see you keep up that energy in there.”

Wish I was just big enough to make a little moving bump in someone's middle...

Maybe a foot tall, just heavy enough where they have to pick me up with two hands, lowering me slowly between their lips, my kicking feet landing on their tongue before slipping back and heading towards their throat.

As my legs begin to go down they'd take their first swallow, slow, strained, and powerful since I'd be just big enough to make it difficult, they'd be so eager to get me down and I'd be the perfect size to make a bulge in their neck.

They'd look like they're swallowing a football, if a football moved on its own, my squirming legs slipping down and resting under their heart while my head is just outside their lips. Maybe they'd close their lips around my entire body, their tongue running over my little torso, making me nice and slick for their next gulp.

When it finally comes it would be the last one. My torso, arms, and head would be pulled down their tight throat, maybe I'd look back to watch the light from the outside get smaller as I slowly slide down to their belly in the slow, strained, continuous descent towards their tummy.

I'd arrive in their stomach slowly but with no lack of satisfaction on their part. My feet landing in my new home while more than half of me is still in their esophagus. Eventually my feet would slip on their slick interior and more of me could enter, stretching their entrance to it's limits as the rest of me slides through, and closing with a pop once my head ducks inside.

Their warm gurgling organ would stretch tight around me, holding me firmly in place, but leaving enough slack for me to move with some effort. On the outside they would see a small yet glorious difference in their waistline, a shifting, squirming, living presence making them just a little bit rounder as all sorts of wet, gurgling, happy sounds come from their rounded, heavy, full, and well-fed middle...