MLP Head-canons

MLP Head-canons

(Warning: vore)

Applejack is the tallest, Pinkie and Twilight are the same height and are up to AJ’s muzzle when she’s sitting down, Fluttershy and Rarity are also the same height and come up to AJ’s shoulders, and Rainbow Dash is teeny tiny and is half of AJ’s size sitting down

AJ is bulky and Muscular, second most thick

Pinkie is pudgy and soft, most thick

Twilight is slightly pudgy, fourth

Fluttershy is scrawny and feeds her animals more than herself, fifth

Rarity is curvy and looks like a healthy model, third

Rainbow is toned and sleek, sixth

OTPS are Twidash, rarijack, Flutterpie, Sciset, Startrix, and Octascratch

Scootaloo was an orphan before being adapted by Twilight and Dash on Hearth’s Warming Eve

Preds are Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Twilight, Sunset, Starlight, and Vinyl

Preys are Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Sci-Twi, Trixie, and Octavia

Rainbow Dash has dread anxiety where she dwells on her mistakes, bullies, and overall horrible moments in her life when she’s alone, until it blows into a full on panic attack

Both Rarity and Applejack lost their parents and are able to empathize with each other

Pinkie has abandonment anxiety because of her cold parents

Sunset is Sci-Twi’s emotional support and comfort pred

Rainbow gets jealous very easily, but will deny it

She also will not let ANYONE have her pred

Geez there’s a lot. I have my own story for MLP called Warrior, but these are just general head-canons

Splatoon vore headcanons

Marie, Shiver, Marina, and new agent 3 are preds

Pearl, Frye, and agent four are prey

Captain 3 and Agent 8 could be either depending on the situation

Callie could be either as well, but mostly ends up as an emotional support prey

Marie has a siren like voice that she could use to soothe prey

Big Man isn’t really into vore, but supports his friends anyway

Pearlina, Shirye, and Agent 24 prefer to keep their interest private and for cuddles

Marie and Callie keep it to the Squidbeak Splatoon

Shiver is actually pretty soft, but only shows it to Frye and Big Man

The preds can purr

Frye is actually really smart, but has trouble understanding social cues

Despite her love of food, Frye can’t be pred due to her oversized fangs

Agent 3 and 4 are best friends and 4 loves playing with little buddy

Little buddy has no understanding of what vore even is and has the personality of Monchi from Mitchell’s vs the Machines

I have an idea for agent 7 and a whole story with them and the canon characters

do you have any vore hc's with splatoon?

Absolutely! In fact, my last post was a list of my vore headcanons for Splatoon. Go ahead and check it out! I do plan on making a separate post where I talk about my OC, Claw or agent 7 and how he deals with vore. I’ll say this though, Claw is a pred and a sweet one at that. He has a more built body (due to him being a hybrid of a slug and inkling) so he can carry prey a lot easier than others.

Ghosts as Preds

Who else thinks that Ghosts would make excellent preds? Friendly and comforting ghosts that would nom you to soothe you.

Like, you feel alone and depressed and your ghost friend comes to help you. Mmmm just yes.

I’m totally not thinking of a specific little ghost wolf

Yes just Yes

*taps mic

giants being able to purr

mmm, maybe try writing a splatoon vore fic? (maybe with shiver and frye?)

(I hope you enjoy the fic! First time I wrote any form of angst. If you have any feedback to make it better, I would love to hear it!)

Ghosts of the past

( A Shiver x Frye Comfort Vore Fic)

(This is based off of an idea where Deep Cut’s pirate job might have gotten them into some trouble in the past)

Warning: angst, implied violence, swearing and soft vore

“Status check on prisoner 1879.” She could hear the bellowing voice slicing through the darkness in her mind. “Status: aggressive behavior.. Prepared for deconstruction of hardware and isolation.”

Shiver slowly opened her eyes only to meet blazing white overhead lights speeding past her. She could barely feel her limbs due to how tight the restraints were on the cold, metal table where she was laying. She could barely make out the two large slug soldiers who were pushing her along the eerie hallway.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” One of the soldiers growled. “Right when the Squidbeak Splatoon finally found us, little miss rebel over here managed to break free of her cell!” The other soldier shook his head. “Just give her some time in the isolation chamber, then maybe she’ll think twice before getting restless.” As soon as he said this, the soldier bent down to face the petrified octoling.

He was wearing a gray and muck green gas mask which concealed most of his features. “Who knows if that’ll work! We’ve done this Fifteen times before!” The other soldier yelled. He was wearing a red gas mask, contrasting his partner’s. “Well, look who’s awake?” The gray soldier snarled. “Thought you could get away from us again, didn’t ya?”

Before Shiver could mutter a word, the two soldiers stopped the table in front of a rusty, steel door. “You should know by now how we punish thieves, but for some reason we can’t make it sink into your thick head!” The red soldier growled. The gray soldier opened the metal to the isolation chamber.

“No..please.” Shiver whimpered. “Quiet!” The red soldier shouted. The two soldiers hastily untied the restraints holding the octoling in place. Their large arms squeezed hers as they picked her off the table and threw her into the cold metal room.

A gasp escaped from her as she hit the flat, concrete floor. Hot tears began to swell in her eyes. Shiver turned to see the soldiers standing in the doorway. The gray soldier had his large claw on the door and was about to slam it shut before his partner stopped him. “Hang on a sec. We need to make sure that she never forgets what happens when you cross us.”

He then proceeded to make his way over to her. The soldier strength and size were able to overcome Shiver’s weak struggles. The red soldier lifted his enormous claw and…

Shiver lunged out of her bed, screaming and crying. “Get away! Get away from me!” The octoling started scratching at an invisible enemy, the one who haunted her nightmare. Her eyes were held tightly closed in fear and panic.

“Shiver!” A worried voice echoed through her mind. One that was familiar. “Shiver!” Finally, the octoling was able to break out of her trance. She turned frantically, heart throbbing and still filled with fear. “Shiver?” The voice came again, but softer.

The octoling turned to her left to see Frye, her inkling girlfriend, gripping onto her arm. A face of pure terror looked back at her. Shiver lowered her arm’s safely onto the soft bed. “I’m sorry.” Shiver whispered, still full of fear.

Fete’s face softened. “It was the land slugs again, wasn’t it?” Shiver nodded, unable to prevent the flow of hot tears. Have been through this a few times before, Frye wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. The octoling then proceeded to sob uncontrollably into the inkling’s shoulder.

“It’s going to be okay, Shiver. Just breathe. I’m right here.” Shiver weakly lifted her head up from Frye’s shoulder. “Please don’t tell anyone about this.” She whimpered. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anybody.” Frye gently lifted the octoling’s tentacle from her scarred eye. Then the inkling softly kissed the scar.

Shiver couldn’t help, but smile at her lover’s caring gesture. “Thank you. I don’t know why that nightmare keeps coming back.” Frye sat back down in front of the octoling. “Well it’s hard to forget something like that. No matter how hard you try.”

Shiver nodded, took one of the small blankets on the bed, and wrapped herself in it. Frye leaned forward and lightly patted the octoling’s head. “Do you want some tum cuddles to help you get back to sleep?” Shiver turned to look at her girlfriend. “Yeah.” She whispered.

Frye lightly smiled at her before turning into her squid form. “I hope this helps.” She said. Shiver picked up her girlfriend and gently kissed her. “It will.” With the upmost care, Shiver eased Frye into her maw and began to swallow.

Shiver’s throat gently pulled the inkling down deeper and deeper into her body. The dark blue walls provided warmth and security. However, Frye could hear the octoling’s inner workings and she could tell that Shiver still hasn’t fully recovered from the shock.

It only took a few moments before Frye settled into her girlfriend’s belly. Once there, she began to gently message the plush, blue walls around her in an attempt to comfort Shiver. After a few seconds this seemed to work. The octoling’s heart began to slow and became more steady.

“Do you feel better?” Frye’s muffled voice asked. “Yeah.” Shiver replied. Having a full stomach always managed to calm her down after those dreadful nightmares. She able to enjoy Frye’s company and take solace knowing that she’s always there for her.

Shiver curled up on the bed and gently rested her hands against slightly enlarged tummy. Then, she wrapped the blanket around both of them. “Hey, Frye.” The octoling whispered. “Yeah?” The inkling replied. “Thank you for trying to help me.” Shiver smiled to herself. “Don’t worry about it, it’s the least I could do.”