#i wanna eat this sprite

[sergle]

I was digging up my old pixel art bc my friend was asking me abt game assets and wanted examples of stuff I made-- and man I kinda miss it!! tbh! I should do pixel art again on occasion. like tell me these aren’t still kinda cute

#sergle.txt #sergle art #pixel art #like!!!!!! #these were good! #I think I stopped doing pixel art because deviantArt was the only platform that didn't Eat the crisp quality of pixel art #bc I was transferring my presence from dA to tumblr over time #and also on dA it was just more popular? #like pixel icon commissions and stuff. and sprite commissions #so I had more inclination to do it #but ENJOYMENT... I never stopped enjoying it #I look at these old pieces and they still make me very happy #it makes me wanna do some more!!!!

[synthaphone]

Finished the Royal Centibytes, in both pre- and post-conversion flavors!

I thought court jesters would be a fun change of pace from king/queen or prince/princess- there's a precedent for royals to occasionally be things like heralds and war(?)horses, and I wanted to make a royalgirl who isn't a princess, noblewoman, or queen. I got to learn a little about some historical female court jesters while looking for references, which was cool!

I agonized for a while over whether I should put eyelashes on the one that I arbitrarily assigned 'Royalgirl', but ended up deciding that they look cute.

#i'm happy with these but i feel like the proportions got away from me a bit #i was so focused with getting clear and energetic poses that fit all the limbs in that i kind of lost their lankiness #i think its partially the struggle of working with something i designed in 2018 that doesn't fit well into a 150x150 box #the lenny is also tall and gets away with leaving a lot of negative space in its circle/happy poses while not losing clarity #but its head is less complicated to draw on a small scale; there's less detail to lose #i could try to fuck with more extreme perspectives to get things to fit without sacrificing the proportions. like g1 pokemon sprites #well. that's enough outta me #my art #centibytes #neopets #i'll update my webbed site with them in a bit; i wanna eat lunch

[meownotgood]

HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN THESE AKI SPRITES UNTIL NOW HE'S SO CUTE GAAAAAHHHHHH

#I wanna eat him #look at how adorable he is #why is he so angry in all of these #it's okay his angry pout is cute #the way his..... his chest.......... #nuzzles my face into it #all I need is a blushing sprite and I can make an aki dating game #aki <3 #I forgot to say it's from the shironeko collab! #it was like 6 months ago lol

[rosewheresheshouldntbe]

Rose in the Lucky Luciano "you know I had to do it to em" sidewalk

> Rose: Do it to em.

#I know what I said about links but this was too funny not to lol #you can't see it but Rose is indeed doing the lucky luciano pose #no I'm not going to edit on hands omg this already took way too much time & I haven't eaten #also how do you draw hands?? I'm not the homestuck beyond canon team; that's their job; not mine lol #rosebot looks so good in this new outfit though I just wanna say like oh my god #ult!rose is so prettyyy; thank you hs epilogues & beyond canon folks #I'll post the edited sprite rip later as with my other hs rips; I need to go eat after I finish this request but plz send more! #or even submit some silly ones of your own; I still gotta come up with a tag for when people do #rosewheresheshouldntbe #rose lalonde #homestuck #originals #homestuck upd8 #you know i had to do it to em #lucky luciano

[churchydragon]

finally figured out how to get the Darkrai sprites working! they can both eat now :)

#had to put in the sprites from the starter option and not the regular option #but I didn't know that so for the longest time Flicker would be constantly posing while sleeping and just staring at their food #but they can finally eat and sleep now! #later I wanna figure out Skytemple more thoroughly cuz I would love to make a fangame #probably start with something short and easy but the dream is to make a playable version of Veil of Lies (which you should read) #I wanna get permission from the author first tho #churchy talks #pokemon #pokemon mystery dungeon #pmd #darkrai #larvitar #Opal the Larvitar #Flicker the Darkrai

[sieglinde-freud]

ive said it before and i’ll say it again but i sincerely think vanilla game miriel should be able to marry women because her hair color is just TOO GOOD to only be able to go to f!morgan… god…

#ann plays awakening #i just adore this shade of red #and i feel like miriels actual hair color on her sprite is a lot less… deep? than the color she passes to the kids #so like. i had no idea before this. but GOD. i j wanna eat it. #anyways ive done kjelle and now cynthia… who next… maybe severa? #yk i feel like nah would look really cute… #hmmmm

[sariel626]

Today, I realized I have a friend who, quite literally, is irl Dazai and a friend who is irl Chuuya. They both told me I was like irl Ranpo and now my college is scaring me.

#I just want to eat my chips and candy in peace #can I not hang out with my friends and drink 2L sprite and eat a bag and a half of sour cream and onion chips #it’s not my fault I forget to wear glasses that I only need to see far away when I’m not looking at something far away #I wanna be confident and not be judged #is that too much to ask? #bsd #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #bungou stray dogs dazai #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bsd ranpo #bsd rampo #bungou stray dogs chuuya #sariel’s complaints #bungou stray dogs ranpo #ranpo edogawa

[frostbite-the-bat]

i kinda want to eat the rot from rain world. It looks yummy

NO THE FUCK YOU DON'T????

#ITS ROBOT CANCER BUT ITS A... LIVING BEING. BUT NOT REALLY LOVING. IT WAS YOU WHOLE #I DON'T THINK YOU WANNA EAT THAT #BUT IT does look like blueberry Boba now doesn't it #Mmm #[answered] #No you're kinda onto something but NO YOU DONT #my dream rain world food is #probably the popcorn #Bc half the food u eat is BUGS!. tbh the orange centipedes look yummy and I'M A CENTIPEDE TYPE THING!!! those would no #be yummy irl but the sprites look nice #And bubble fruut #I wanna try that #Pop it in my mouth

[biteapple]

i need to make a comprehensive list of "bevs that give me the tummy ache + tired + bones hurt" disease. insofar ive got arizona green tea, apple or grape cider (any brand or type), apple juice (horrible version of this, #2 on the scale), and sprite (BY FAR WORST OFFENDER)

#eating a whole apple will also do this to me to a lesser degree unless its particularly juicy and large #i DO think it has something to do with apple juice in general like the sprite and tea are probably are flavored with apple juice #for sweetness and would fall under ''natural flavors'' but idk if sprite is one of those 0% fruit juice mfers #ive talked about this over and over but if i drink a glass of sprite it will make me completely bedridden for the rest of the day #it makes me incredibly lethargic and in whole body pain and tummy pain #i wanna bring this up to a doctor and their answer will probably be like ''? simlple. dont drink those things. 800 dollars plz'' #but i do want like a concrete answer to if this is a part of anything. i think this probably falls under ''suspected apple/grape allergy'' #which is made worse when the juice of the apple is drank in a concentrated form #but what perplexes me is im differently allergic to grapes and apples #like if i eat grapes they just make my mouth mildly numb and i thought this was just how grapes were supposed to be but apparently not #im honestly unconvinced that grapes ARENT supposed to do that still #but a normal apple doesnt USUALLY hurt me. a LOT of apples will give me the tummy pain and lethargy #cursed with the Adam of Eve gene unfortaunetly #but like i feel like its not a TRUE apple allergy. i feel like its something else #because it doesnt FEEL like an allergic reaction like. i dont get hives or itchy or anything i just get TIRED and in pain

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( dialogue prompts taken from the second season of hulu's the bear, created by christopher storer. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )

❛ you ever think about purpose? ❜

❛ i love you, but i do not have time for this, alright? ❜

❛ i have time for this. ❜

❛ you know what the fuck you're doing. you love this shit. it's fun for you. i don't have that. ❜

❛ i'm afraid one day, i'm gonna wake up and you guys are all just gonna just drop this ass. ❜

❛ if this shit is not fun for you, what the fuck is fun for you? ❜

❛ i'm not making the same mistakes i made last time. ❜

❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜

❛ sometimes, i look like february. ❜

❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜

❛ can i ask you something and you can tell me to fuck off if you want? ❜

❛ chef, that's way too much acid. ❜

❛ you, uh, making a sundae? ❜

❛ that actually sounds delicious. ❜

❛ because you're the bear and i remember you. ❜

❛ i love taking care of you. and i always will. you know that? ❜

❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜

❛ i gotta come up with three really great desserts. you got any ideas? ❜

❛ you ever made ice cream before, chef? want to? ❜

❛ it kind of tastes like a, um... minty snickers bar. ❜

❛ so how long you been a cook? ❜

❛ how’d you get good at this? ❜

❛ you can spend all the time in the world in here, but if you don't spend enough time out there... you know? ❜

❛ speaking of dead brothers, do you wanna go to a party? ❜

❛ it looks so pretty on you. you should keep it. ❜

❛ what's going on with you? i know there's something. just tell me. ❜

❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜

❛ you're not by yourself, alright? i'm right here with you. ❜

❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜

❛ i think time spent doing this is time well spent. ❜

❛ never too late to start over. ❜

❛ i just want you to know... that this is really nice. ❜

❛ i'm thinking you're very, very beautiful. ❜

❛ we just don't say hello anymore? ❜

❛ you're wearing a suit? ❜

❛ uh, yeah, i wear suits now. ❜

❛ i'm sorry if i took anything out on you and if I treated you like shit. ❜

❛ i actually do think that we could fit good together. ❜

❛ i could be good at things that you don't really wanna do. and you're obviously really great at a whole bunch of stuff that I don't know how to do, you know? ❜

❛ i'm wearing a suit 'cause it makes me feel better about myself. ❜

❛ i know that you're trying. i see that you're trying. ❜

❛ you just came from a funeral? ❜

❛ yeah, a funeral of all my enemies. ❜

❛ you want me to make you some coffee? ❜

❛ i just need your focus like you need mine. ❜

❛ you good? ❜

❛ what's your relationship with your mom like? ❜

❛ alright, chef, i need you to salt that like a sidewalk. ❜

❛ looks gorgeous, chef. ❜

❛ i haven't eaten yet. ❜

❛ oh, let me make you something. ❜

❛ yeah, i can make you an omelet. ❜

❛ that wasn't like an ask out or anything, was it? ❜

❛  i'm looking really good. i 'm thinking you should start calling me chef. ❜

❛ well, i'mma keep calling you jagoff, 'cause that's what you like. ❜

❛ you deserve my full focus. ❜

❛ i guess i'm scared that i don't have what it takes to not fuck this up. ❜

❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜

❛ i fuck things up all the time, like, every day. ❜

❛ you could do this without me. ❜

❛ i couldn't do it without you. i wouldn't even wanna to do it without you. ❜

❛ you make me better at this. ❜

❛ you still love to cook, right? ❜

❛ how's the wine? ❜

❛ yo. we're low on forks, chef. ❜

❛ okay, let's start firing some caviar, please. ❜

❛ i was just gonna say how special and cool and great this place is and how i'm the most proud of you ever. ❜

❛ i really appreciate you being so patient with me. ❜

❛ do i have time to go outside and scream "fuck"? ❜

❛ just don't tell them you saw me, 'cause this is embarrassing. ❜

❛ i love them so much. i don't know how to show it. ❜

❛ i don't know how to say i'm sorry. ❜

❛ i need you to say it's okay. ❜

❛ you are being so fucking weird, man. ❜

❛ i'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant. ❜

❛ i failed you guys and it's not gonna happen again. ❜

❛ maybe i'm just not built for this. ❜

❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜

❛ i'm really sorry you feel that way. ❜

❛ would you shut the fuck up and get me the fuck outta here, please? ❜

❛ i don't understand why you can't just let something good happen for once in your fucking life? ❜

❛ you wanna talk to me about my fucking kid? at least i got a kid. ❜

❛ where were you when i fucking put your brother in the ground, you selfish piece of shit? ❜

❛ i fucking love you! ❜

❛ you fucking need me. ❜

❛ i just had this sudden urge to tell you that i've always had this, like, massive crush on you. ❜

❛ i love you, chef. ❜

#the bear #sentence starters #roleplay memes #rp memes #dialogue prompts #inbox memes #ask memes #writing prompts #rp starters #tv

[lazycranberrydoodles]

its prosecutor jiang wanyin!!!! oh fuck!!! / gifs + au rambling below the cut / follow for more mdzs x aa crossover stuff :3

all the gifs i made (poses traced off franziska):

hes so similar to franziska when you think about it. theyre both deeply insecure tsundere adoptive younger sibling of successful main characters. who carry whips. something something edgeworth choosing death and wwx actually dying also

his share code is HWFEFF if you wanna use him in a trial! you can't share backgrounds but heres the scenery from the donghua i used.

the easiest way to put custom stuff into objection.lol is to send it in discord and then use the link from opening it in your browser :)

a whole lot of AU stuff

the art im making is for if mdzs was an ace attorney game, playing from WWX's POV to solve various mysteries/cases over the course of the plot. so this scene would be from turnabout goddess, which would loosely cover the dafan mountain mystery.

cases include:

Turnabout Revenge (Mo Manor, quick introductory first case)

Turnabout Goddess (Dafan mountain, the good times flashback)

Turnabout Saber (the man-eating castle (omg hiii nhs))

The Blind Turnabout (Yi City arc)

Turnabout Deviation (the Koi Tower conference, Empathy on NMJ ala turnabout memories or beginnings. opening cutscene is his qi deviation)

The Blood-Soaked Turnabout (second Burial Mounds siege, flashbacks: Xuanwu, Sunshot, YLLZ, Nightless City massacre)

Turnabout Lotus Seeds (testimony about JGY, tree scene, golden core reveal, bathtub scene. opening cutscene could be JGS' death but that would make it canon rather than ambiguous)

Turnabout Confession (Guanyin temple)

the problem with splitting novel!mdzs into turnabouts is that flashbacks are a huge chunk of the book but they don't have mysteries/ cases to solve so they've gotta be lumped together with present day stuff. imo? many of the flashbacks would likely have to be abridged so they could be retold ala DL-6, SL-9, or the fourth grade incident, where characters talk about it over some pieces of art. this is really difficult when theres a metric ton of unspoken, complex, and signifcant history between every character lmao

there's not as much of a problem with the cql timeline but i have not finished it. so.

the opening cutscenes in ace attorney always show the murder and/or the murderer plotting. the first cutscene of the game would be MXY summoning WWX, muttering about getting revenge on his family (it would also be good for him to mention the yllz being dead because that's how the novel starts.) cut to WWX's POV as he wakes up covered in blood and the investigation segment begins.

for investigations of monsters (goddess, saber, etc) the cutscene would be a scene of some poor throwaway cultivator getting their shit wrecked.

it would be cool to make a breakdown for JGY but again I need to review that scene cause I don't know who I'd base him on. maybe Vasquez or Dahlia.

tell me your thoughts!! i'm working off of a mdzs summary/ skimming the novel because i don't remember it too well so if i get anything wrong please yell at me

Jin Ling's sprites & Nie Huaisang's sprites / masterpost

#PLEAAAASE send it to me if you do actually use my animations in a case🥺 #here im adapting mdzs to aa gameplay rather than making a mdzs AU where they are lawyers #so jiang cheng is not a prosecutor in this hes just angry. and on the right side of the screen #that man has not graduated law school but then again no one in ace attorney has either #the names are based off of how ace attorney cases are either named after a distinctive item/location (bigtop bridge samurai etc) #or the main emotional/character type thing that happens (goodbyes reminiscence farewell) #the mdzs/aa au where the stories get blended (ie my tags on the nhs post) is very interesting but i would have to think about it very hard #and i dont want to . i would rather think about what the court record would look like (its full of severed limbs) #MDZS' EXPLORATIONS OF MORALITY MAKE ME CHEW ON ROCKS #urrgh i got carried away writing this post & wrote a couple hundred words comparing aa and mdzs' attitudes towards morality & public opinio #i could write an essay on this topic tbh. #can i call this an au? its the same story in the same universe just in a different format. hmm #mdzs #aa #art #mo dao zu shi #ace attorney #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #cql #the untamed #jiang cheng #jin ling #objection.lol #flashing image tw #pixel art #animation #my art #franziska von karma #i guess?? #mdzs aa au

[meownotgood]

THE AKI BLUE SODA... THE LITTLE POCKY KATANA.... THE WAFER TOPKNOT... I'M..... I'MMMMM.....

#IT LOOKS SO YUMMY AND CUTE I WANT IT SO BAD #I wouldn't wanna eat it... I'd want to stare at it #it's so cuuuuuuteeee.... #I'm not really sure what the flavor is but it says 'sprite' #so maybe it is similar to that? #with whipped cream and blue berries too.... aaaaaa.. #blueberries are fitting for aki #he smells like blueberries #aki <3 #gimme aki drink

[xozombiee]

“𝐍𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐄!” | S. GETO

✫ | synopsis: going to a halloween party with your friend, only to get high and fucked in a car after eating canes with a hot ass guy dressed as a priest.

notes: need priest geto so bad omfg like i would literally drop to my knees for five minutes w him! this is also heavy based off of seat taker by @/ coconutdays <3

warnings: dub-con? (they’re just a little high but i’m putting the tag just in case), praise :3 (sweet girl, sweetheart, baby, etc), handjob, riding, p in v without protection, geto eats coleslaw, gojo cause he needs his own warning.

partying was never your thing. you hated the smell of booze, the sight of two people grinding against each other while intoxicated made you wanna vomit, and every guy would stare at you like a piece of meat for sale, even the ones in relationships.

not even the infamous satoru gojo’s parties would lull you into going. just the idea of it was so..eugh. gojo was one of the many guys in a frat. him and his other friends were in it, and were mostly known for always filming themselves trying to drink an entire beer keg in one standing.

so it was safe to say you’d never go out to one. at least until now.

you stand outside a house that blared muffled music out to the streets. the purple cheerleading outfit (the one from jennifer’s body) you wore started to feel tight against your skin. any self confidence you once had started to fade when you took a single glance at the house.

the sound of your friends voice pulled you from your trance, the high pitched sound coming from behind you.

“girl, you’re gonna be fine!” she reassures, though the gleam of mischief in her eye wasn’t that reassuring. “i even got you a bodyguard in case i end up leaving with my man.”

you raise a brow, trying to think of who this bodyguard was. it had to be someone who wouldn’t be drinking. then it clicked. “oh, god. you’re forcing ‘nami to babysit me?” you frown.

she giggles, the feathers on her fembot costume swaying as she did. “he said he’s cool with it! he only comes cause haibara forces him to anyways.” she grins.

an internal groan filled your head as you squeezed your eyes shut. maybe you could pretend to be sick. that could work. nanami would probably fall for it and take you home.

before you could even begin to start pretending to feel ill, your friend grabs your hand. she drags you toward the house with a frightening pace. you wanted to protest, but figure there was no point in it anymore.

when you enter the house, all you see are crowds of people standing. some danced along to the music, which you appreciated that it was actually good.

as your friend drags you through the house, you end up in the kitchen. it’s filled with people either taking shots, smoking, or talking. your friend pours two cups of pink whitney before adding a bit of sprite into it. she hands it to you with a smile. “lighten up!” she says.

drinking your nerves wouldn’t be so bad, but someone would have to take the two of you home. nanami would already be handling haibara since they were roommates, so there was really no one else.

you take light sips out of your cup. the sprite wasn’t mixed well with the vodka, making you cringe on the inside. the sound of the music transitioning makes your friends eyes light up.

“I love this song!” she shouts before she quickly grabs your hand and starts to pull you to where everyone was dancing.

in the process of being dragged by her tiny figure on light speed mode, you accidentally bump into someone. your drink spills out of your cup onto them. with widening eyes, your gaze switches to an infamous white haired male.

of course you would be the one to spill your drink on satoru gojo.

you quickly apologize as your friend rushes back to the kitchen to grab a hand towel. when she comes back, she pats it at his bare skin that held suspenders along his shoulders. “i’m so sorry! it was my fault.” she apologizes once more.

a firefighter costume..honestly, what did you expect?

gojo takes in your friends appearance, smirking slightly to himself. “it’s alright, sweetheart. don’t sweat it.” he reassures.

you roll your eyes at his words. before you can make a snarky comment about his bad flirting, the sound of a low voice comes from behind gojo.

“having fun, satoru?” he asks with a raised brow.

the person wore a priest outfit, hair half up into a bun while the rest hung around his shoulders. you almost choke on your almost-empty drink at the sight.

gojo grins at his friend, “yeah. you?”

the man sighs, glancing at your friend. “if i had known all you needed was someone to spill a drink on you so you’d stop pouting, i would’ve done it twenty minutes ago.”

the white haired male laughs before bending down to your friends ear. he whispers something that causes her to giggle and nod her head in reply. she discards the small towel onto the kitchen island before attempting to turn to you.

“go get nanami! i’ll find you guys when i’m done!” she shouts as she gets dragged away toward the crowd of people dancing.

you watch them with disdain held in your gaze. it only took five minutes before she was whisked away. you’re not surprised though, any girl would’ve fell for that spell. even you.

“so, you’re friends with kento?”

swallowing the last drop of vodka, you glance at the priest-dressed man in front of you. “yeah. well, i have english with him. we became close friends when we got assigned a project together.” you answer.

he hums, nodding in amusement. “oh. you like him?” he asks out of curiosity.

you furrow your brows, shaking your head. “no, no. i mean, ‘nami’s handsome, but i’m not actively trying to pursue him or anything.” you reassure, feeling nervous underneath this guys gaze.

a laugh falls from his lips in reply to you. the song transitions, and he glances at you.

“wanna dance?”

your eyes widen a bit, brows furrowing in confusion. “me? now?”

he approaches slowly, taking one of the shots left unattended on the counter. “yes, you. the one dressed as a cheerleader. very cliche, by the way.” he teases.

scoffing, you place your cup onto the counter. “coming from the guy dressed as a priest. i’m dressed as jennifer check, by the way.” you retort before walking towards the crowd.

he follows you like a lost puppy, squeezing through the same gaps as you did. when you eventually find a spot in the crowd, you turn to see him there too.

feeling the amount of alcohol start to kick in, you let the music take over your senses. you sing along to the lyrics, some of it barely audible to hear since other people were doing the same.

“SHE DONT WANNA STRIP NO MORE, DONT WANNA HIT THAT POLE!” you shout, giggling a little when your words fumble.

the man in front of you grins, watching you bounce like you’re at a rave. more people begin to join the crowd causing you to stumble into some people behind you.

a hand latches onto you when someone takes a step back and almost makes you fall forward. your eyes meet the priest-dressed man, giving him an embarrassed look.

“you alright?” he asks, helping you stand fully.

you nod in reply, “yeah, thanks.”

when the songs over, there’s a pause within the music as it transitions. you glance at the dark-haired man.

“what’d you say your name was?”

he meets your gaze, “i didn’t. it’s suguru geto.” he answers.

you let out a small ‘oh’ when his name lingers in your head. it sounded familiar. “i’m-”

“i already know.” he interjects with a grin.

a worried look paints your face as you stare at him. geto almost laughs, but bites it back. “i only know because i have english with you, too.”

english? when was he..oh. he was in your english class.

“i’m sorry— i didn’t realize that was you.” you apologize, feeling guilty despite only ever seeing the back of his head. and it was usually in a bun.

he waves it off, “it’s fine.”

when a new song starts to play, your feet ache as you try to move. scrunching your nose up in pain, you glance at geto. “wanna get out of..this?” you ask, gesturing to the people around you.

he smiles and nods before taking your hand. geto leads you out of the crowd, dragging you to a less packed area. as you walked, slowly, you realize how big the frat house was.

geto leads you outside to the pool area where some people sat around. they all were either smoking, or just hanging out and enjoying the cool autumn air.

the dark-haired man sits you down onto the pool chairs. he sits across from you on the one beside it, grabbing your ankles. he takes off the uncomfortable boots (that you purchased for costume accuracy) slowly. setting them on the ground beside you, he lets your feet sit on his knees.

“better?” he asks.

you nod at him, “yeah. thanks.”

he gives you a smile in response. “we can switch if you want. i’ll let you wear mine for the rest of the night.” he offers.

one of your brows raise as you glance at his feet sitting on the ground. “i dunno if your feet will fit in my boots.”

geto laughs, “satoru and i are the same size, so i’ll take one of his.”

a small ‘oh’ falls from your lips, not thinking of that. glancing back at geto, your head tilts onto your shoulder.

“how’d you even become friends with him anyway?” you ask out of curiosity. “you don’t seem like the type to hang around him.”

“i don’t seem like the type?” geto questions with an amused expression. “well, if that’s the case, you haven’t really met me then, sweetheart.”

you let out an exaggerated sound of disgust, making geto laugh. “me and satoru have been friends since primary school. been stuck together ever since.”

“ohh..so you’re like besties?” you ask, giving him a grin. “how cute.”

geto rolls his eyes, matching your grin. “more like a brother. his family is kinda..rough, so i hope to bring some comfort for him.”

you nod in understanding. having someone like geto seemed nice. he seemed like the type you could be free around, which is what gojo probably needed from his silver spoon family. you’d hoped to do the same for your friends as geto did his.

the silence between the two of you feels calm. it’s not awkward, like you’d expected.

that was until a certain blue eyed male comes outside and interrupts.

“suguru!” he coos, coming over to the pool chairs with a blunt in one hand, lighter in the other.

your eyes widen a bit when you realize he was alone. where the hell was your friend who he just walked away with thirty minutes ago?

“where the hell is she, gojo?” you ask with a worried look.

the white haired man glances at you as he thinks. the nonchalance on his face then turns to a grin when he realizes, a small ‘oh’ falling from him.

“she’s with shoko.” he replies carelessly.

you sigh in relief, your body relaxing against the chair. your eyes dart over to gojo once more as his lighter flicks against his thumb.

when the flame ignites, he pulls the small torch to the blunt between his lips. he inhales it slowly before exhaling, watching the smoke fall from his mouth.

he passes it to geto, who glances at you as he brings it close to his lips. “you smoke?”

you’d smoked before, but it wasn’t something you did all the time. you always preferred edibles over inhaling the smoke since you’d embarrass yourself with a fit of coughs.

shaking your head, you politely decline. “i do, just don’t really like it. thanks though.”

you watch gojo pout a little at your refusal. “aw, come on, babe. just one hit.”

geto hits him softly, “she said no, satoru. don’t force her.”

a sudden feeling of anxiety began to pick at your nerves. you extend your hand to geto, gesturing to the blunt. he looks at you with confusion.

“i’ll do it just once.” you assure him.

he hesitantly passes it to you, watching as you bring it your lips. you inhale it slowly, that familiar burn scratching at your throat. pulling it away from your lips, you slowly exhale and manage to not choke yourself to death.

“atta girl.” gojo grins, coming over to take the blunt from your hand.

as he does so, you swallow harshly to hopefully relieve the pressure in your throat. geto spares you a glance. he nudges your foot to get you to look at him. “you good?”

you nod in reply, “mhm. s’just been awhile.”

geto nods, looking over at gojo who was smoking it like a pro. the white haired male passes it to him once more, the blunt moving into his long fingers. geto leans over to you before inhaling it. he pulls it back from his lips after a long hit, blowing the smoke into your face.

“that better?”

you nod slowly, eyes taking a glance at his lips. “still prefer edibles..but yeah, that isn’t bad.” you reply.

he grins, pulling away. geto turns his head to gojo, raising his brows as he takes another, smaller hit. “you still got them gummies from the other night?”

gojo nods, “yeah, they’re in my room.”

“go get ‘em for her.”

the other male raises a brow before getting up and doing as asked, walking off back toward the house. you watch him move quickly, as if ready to get back to the two of you.

turning your attention back to geto, you give him a small smile. “didn’t take you for a smoker either.”

“oh? how so?”

you shrug, looking over at the pool as the lights lit up underneath the surface. the blue hue it held was bright. “just a hunch i was having. too bad i was wrong though.”

he matches your small smile, looking down at his lap. “well, you’re not that far off. i don’t smoke like satoru. any time he gets pissed off, he’s gotta have a smoke. he swears it’s not an issue though..”

a small giggle falls from you as the sliding door to the pool area opens again. gojo appears and approaches the two of you with a small strawberry flavored gummy bag in hand. he waves it before passing it to you.

“anything else, my liege?” he asks geto, making the darker haired man chuckle.

gojo plops down beside you as you open the bag. the small gummies have a strong scent that immediately hits your nose. gojo beats you, putting his hand into the bag as it sits in your lap.

he pulls one out, popping it into his mouth. you mirror his actions, placing your own on your tongue. the sweetness takes over the ache in your throat, causing your tastebuds to go crazy. you go to grab another before gojo stops you, giving you a look.

“not too much, sweetheart. i can tell you’re a lightweight.” he says, sounding more harsh than he probably intended.

geto glances at him, “she’s fine, satoru. she can’t get high off one.”

you raise a brow at the white haired male, keeping eye contact with him as you dig back through the bag and pull another out. you open your mouth, bringing the sweet treat to your tongue. gojo watches it sit between your teeth before you close your mouth and begin to chew it.

as the two start to talk, you tune their voices out and look around in a daydream. the edibles start to kick in and you feel a little dizzy, which was normal for you when you got high.

a loud crash from inside the house interrupts them, and gojo gets up with a huff. “if these assholes broke my shit, i swear to god—” he mutters as he walks away.

geto glances back at him with a chuckle, the blunt between his lips (though it’s now smaller). he turns to you, watching your dilated pupils stare into his.

“you feelin’ it?”

you manage to nod in reply, making him flash his cat-like grin. “figured. satoru always gets the strong stuff.” he laughs.

an ache begins to run though you as he speaks. your back feels uncomfortable in the slouched position you’re in, and your legs are going numb from the odd position on top of getos thighs. you take your phone out of the pocket in your skirt, looking at the time.

“shit. it’s late.” you mutter, mostly to yourself.

geto glances at you, taking one last hit before pushing the bud into the metal of the pool chair to extinguish the fire. “you need a ride home?” he offers.

shaking your head, you shrug. “probably. i dunno where my friend is or when she plans on leaving.” you sigh.

he gently moves your feet from his lap, standing up with a small stretch. “i’ll take ya’ home. let me go grab a pair of satoru’s shoes and we can go, yeah?” he says, meeting your gaze.

you nod in reply, watching him enter the house. it only takes a few minutes before he returns, his black shoes held in his hands while he wore a white pair on his feet. when he approaches, he bends back down to your level, slipping his shoes onto your smaller feet.

he ties them as tight as he can so they won’t slip off as you walk. once he’s done, he stands, grabbing your boots in the process.

geto extends a hand to you, “let’s go.”

you take it, lifting yourself up from the chair. he leads you back into the house, pushing past some people to get to the front door.

the front yard doesn’t have as many cars in front of it as it did when you first got here. geto walks with you along the grass as he heads toward a black car with tinted windows.

he opens the passenger door for you, extending it so you have room to enter. you laugh as he slightly bows when you climb into the car. a moment passes before he reaches the drivers side, getting in himself.

when the car starts, you take in the inside of it. he kept it clean. there wasn’t any trash (except for a gum wrapper in the cup holder), and it smelt nice. you hum as his heated seats begin to warm your skin.

a soft tap at your thigh breaks you from your daze. you glance at geto with a half-lidded gaze as he holds his phone.

“what’s your address, babe?” he says quietly, not threatening to go an octave above what his voice was at.

you take his phone, slowly typing in the address before handing it back to him. he nods to himself, setting the phone onto the phone mount at his dashboard.

the car begins to move, and your eyes watch as the houses leaves your line of vision. getos music plays in the car at a low volume. you hum along to it, watching the street lights as you pass them.

“it’s only one. wanna go get something to eat?”

you turn your head to glance at geto. eating sounded good. really good actually. but you didn’t bring your wallet.

“i don’t have any money on me.” you reply.

geto chuckles, “i didn’t ask if you had money, i asked if you wanted food.” he says.

a feeling of warmth spread within you at his words. was food the way to your heart? ..possibly. you smile at him, eyes scanning his figure.

“fine, but don’t go to taco bell. they gave me food poisoning last week.”

he turns his head, giving you an amused expression. “noted. i was thinking more of canes anyway. that good with you?”

you nod in reply, leaning forward to turn the music up. childish gambinos voice plays out the speakers, your head moving to the beat.

turning to geto, you lip-sync to the song. he smiles at you, watching the way you lean closer to him from across the console.

“you always act like this when you’re high?”

giving him a small pout, you roll your eyes. “i’m barely high.”

“so you just act like this?” he shoots back.

“no.”

you enter town, the car driving by multiple buildings and restaurants. geto takes a left into the canes parking lot, driving toward the ordering speakers. a few buzzes from your phone catch your attention. you look at your notifications to see your friend spamming you with texts.

favorite slut<3 : WHERE ARE YOU?????

favorite slut<3: oh nvm satoru said you went with geto

favorite slut<3: OKK I SEE U🫣

you roll your eyes at her texts. fingers typing back quickly, you reply to ease her previous worries.

you: i’m good

you: also ‘satoru’??? u guys fuck lmfao?

she starts to text back after you hit send. she was probably going to go on a whole rant about gojo. a hand brushes your thigh again, causing you to glance up once more.

“what you want, hun?” geto asks, one hand on the steering wheel as he glances at you.

your brain goes quiet for a moment before you realize what he was asking. “uh- the three finger combo is good. get me some water with it.”

“you sure? i’ll get anything you want.”

if you had no self respect, you’d be dripping right now.

“mhm.” you hum. “that’s all i want.”

he moves back toward the window, saying the order to the worker. your phone buzzes again, but you don’t feel like answering at the moment.

geto pulls the car toward the window, sliding his card to the worker. they were surprisingly quick with your food, giving geto the bag as soon as he pulled up.

he hands it to you, thanking the worker before driving off. his eyes search for an empty parking space before slotting the car into one. he parks the car, turning to you as you sort through the bag.

you open one of the boxes, seeing a serving of coleslaw in the corner. with a disgusted expression, you turn to geto. “oh, you’re a freak. coleslaw? absolutely not.”

geto rolls his eyes, taking the box from you. “you gotta dip the bread into it. that’s what makes it taste good.” he defends.

“nuh uh.”

“fuck you mean ‘nuh uh’? i’m right.” he replies, matching your look of disdain.

you try to hold up a front, but fail as you giggle. “whatever.”

“no, seriously. just try it.”

he hands you a piece of his bread, coleslaw topping it. your face scrunches up in disgust as you take it from him. taking it into your mouth, you chew it quickly before swallowing it.

geto looks at you with anticipation. you glance at him with a defeated gaze.

“fine..it’s okay.” you admit, making him smile. “i’m still not eating that shit though.”

he laughs, “i won’t force you to.”

after sharing another giggle, the two of you eat in silence momentarily. you chew a piece of chicken, glancing at geto. the cross necklace he wore lowly hung from his neck. it shined in the streetlight next to the parking lot.

“what made you wanna go as a priest?” you ask.

he takes a sip of his drink as he thinks. “satoru and i dared each other to wear embarrassing costumes.”

you hum, stifling a laugh. “so the firefighter was your idea?”

“mhm. it was the cringiest in the store. well, besides the sexy pirate one.”

laughing, you take your own sip from your drink. “oh? that would’ve been a sight to see.”

he nods in agreement, watching you smile. you hold his gaze for a moment before looking back at the plate of food in your lap.

“i think the priest is a good look on you. definitely not something you would ever actually be though.” you say, a ghost of a smile on your lips.

geto raises a brow at you, “you think it’s a good look?” he asks.

you roll your eyes playfully. “do i need to repeat myself?”

he discards his plate into the plastic bag, shrugging a little. “the cheerleader is a good look on you, too.” he replies.

a wave of embarrassment rises to your chest. you glance at him, fidgeting with your cup. “you think?”

leaning back against his seat, he turns his head to you. his eyes look you up and down. “yeah. it’s cute.”

you slowly move closer to him, elbows resting on the console. your eyes drop to his lips, a small smirk on your own. “is that why you asked me to dance? thought i was cute?”

he copies your actions, leaning down toward you. your noses almost brushed as he looked down with his hazy, red eyes. “what’d you think, sweetheart?” he answers.

with a face as hot as the sun, you lean forward to connect your lips to his. they feel smooth against yours, the taste of his soda coming onto your taste buds.

one of his hands moves to your jaw, pressing you closer to him. he threads the other through your hair, feeling the texture between his fingertips. you let out a soft whimper when his tongue prods into you mouth for an opening.

you pull away for some air, inhaling quickly before moving to his neck. his flesh was burning on your warm lips. geto lets out a groan in response to you tugging onto the black dress shirt he wore to get better access to his neck.

“baby— hold on, yeah?” he says breathlessly.

geto moves away, hands falling to your hips. he pulls you into his lap, your legs dragging across the car as you sat above him. one of his hands move to push the seat back a bit to give you more room.

you waste no time to attach your lips to his neck again. he lets out another noise when you nip the skin between his shoulder and neck. you drop your hands from his waist, moving toward his belt.

pulling away, you look up at him. “can i?” you whisper.

he nods quickly, huffing like he’d just ran a mile. you undo his belt, listening to it jingle as you push it to the side. your hands dip into the waistband of his underwear, feeling the hardness of his cock underneath it.

geto squeezes your hips when you run your fingers over it, grazing over the tip. you warm him up a bit before pulling it out from the boxers he wore. he was big, bigger than you would’ve expected.

as you start to pump it gradually, geto hisses quietly. his precum oozes from the tip, soaking your palm. soft moans from geto fill the car, making the uneasy feeling in your stomach transfer to the cotton panties you wore.

he shook in your grasp, his fist bundling up the cloth of your costume. geto let’s out shuddered breaths and shaky moans when you speed up. his hips move upward into your palm, his eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure took over.

you can feel him get close as he twitches in your hand. he looks up at you when you release him, his eyes blown out with lust. you move closer to him, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

his fingers move underneath the skirt of your costume. he palms the front of your underwear, feeling the slick you held. “oh, sweet girl. i haven’t even done anything to you.” he coos.

the cool air hits your cunt when he steadily pulls them off after getting permission. he kneads the flesh of your thighs, looking up at you in admiration.

“you sure you wanna do this? we don’t have to, y’know?” he mutters.

a smile forms at your lips, feeling your heart swell a little. you give him a nod before leaning down and pressing your lips with his.

geto moves your hips closer to his, running two of his fingers across your slit. a shuddered moan falls from you and into his lips. he uses the slick to prep himself, rubbing it along his length.

he pulls away from you, moving his lips to your ear. “i’m goin’ in, ‘kay?”

you give him another nod as he aligns his tip with your entrance. when he pushes in a little, you let out a small sigh. inch by inch, he fully slides into your pussy as his hands caged around your hips.

the dark-haired man lets you adjust to his size for a moment, brushing the hair out of your face while you looked down at him with furrowed brows.

“it’s okay, baby. take your time.” he whispers, caressing your cheek.

god, does he even realize what he’s doing?

once you give him the ‘ok’ to keep going, you lift your hips slowly before easing back onto him. you watch him firsthand as his mouth drops open and his eyes rolling back as a broken moan pushed past his lips.

it was filthy and euphoric, and it made you lift your hips again and slam back down just to hear him moan. geto’s body trembled, his grip on your hips tightening as he surrendered to the pleasure taking over his body.

“suguru..” you whisper, mouth dropping as he manages to brush the sweet spot inside you without even trying.

one of his hands come back to your face, gripping your jaw to pull you down to him. he shoves your lips into his, a groan falling from him.

"so fucking perfect." geto manages to say between kisses, and you reward him with a squeeze of your pussy, making him lose the rhythm of his thrusts.

the intensity of the moment heightened as his grip tightened on your skin, his kiss silencing you completely. with each desperate thrust of his hips, he struggled to maintain the little bit of control he had.

he moves his thumb to rub at your clit, and the tip of his cock repeatedly nudges against that one spot that has you falling apart on top of him with a loud cry. your orgasm hits you hard and geto can’t hold it in any longer. he fucks into you for another minute, eyes squeezed shut as he groans out your name.

your pussy milks him dry, and he fills you up to the brim—to the point where you could feel him leak out of you. the both of you pause, your hands resting on his chest as you catch your breath.

geto rubs smooth circles into your hips, huffing out as you did too. “you alright, baby?” he asks, looking up at you.

you nod, catching your breath before leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “v’never came that quick before.” you murmur.

he smiles a little, running a hand into your hair. “wanna see if i can do it again?”

#xozombiee #i love men #this is a cry for help #jjk suguru #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #getou suguru smut #geto suguru #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #i love geto #men need to dress as priests more often #jujustsu kaisen x reader #i’m so normal #guys believe me i’m okay in the head #mental illness

[boopshoops]

ANOTHER PROMPT/CHALLENGE I AM HOPELESSLY LATE FOR BUT WANTED TO TRY ANYWAY WOOOOO

Prompt by @cyanide-latte!!!! Wasn't tagged, but I really wanted to give it a try accompanied by concepts for character sprites <3

Yuu Shi Alternate lines

Start: You're not as slick as you think, you know. It's kind of sad. / Oh? You think I'M harmless? Bzzzt! Try again! / I've met my fair share of dangers. Trust me when I say you don't resemble one at all.

Win: HAHAHA! That was pathetic! You're pathetic! / Awh. Cute. Nice try. / Maybe you shouldn't have underestimated me, honey.

Loss: G-Get away from me! / I had everything planned, so how... / UGH! I'm NOT weak. I'm not! / B-But I tried so hard... / Don't... Don't hurt me. Please.

Jocia Gains Alternate lines

Start: Looks like you want a new dent in your skull. / Shut your mouth. / I'll make you eat concrete.

Win: I shouldn't have... / Deep breath in, deep breath out. Calm down. Remember to count. One, two... / I'm sorry.

Loss: FUCK! No. I'm not don- okay. Stop. Calm down. Inhale, exhale. / You'll get yours eventually. It just won't be from me. I need to cool off. / It's over. Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Let's go see the nurse. / Another round. I'm not finished teaching you this lesson... No. No, I need to stop. It's done.

Prompt! V

Writing and art tag list! Just lmk if ya wanna be added @lowcallyfruity @cecilebutcher @skriblee-ksk @kitwasnothere @justm3di0cr3 @thehollowwriter

#also jocia in the nrc uniform wooo #i like designing alt outfits fjfbcbdj #boopshoopsramblings #twisted wonderland #twst #boopshoopsoc #disney twst #twst oc #twst wonderland #oc #original character #oc art #yuu shi #jocia gains #tcoav #digital doodle #digital drawing #digital art #digital illustration #character art #original character art #boopshoopsart #boopshoopswriting

[lorcandidlucienwill]

Who pulls the most bitches?

So I saw someone do something like this and I kind of wanted to do my own version with sjm characters. They get no bitches (besides that one girl who's a sucker for losers): Tamlin, Hunt, Ithan, Declan (only bc he's gay not for lack of game; he pulls ALL the men), Tarquin They get more than none but less bitches than you'd expect: Fenrys (bc he's with Maeve, poor boyo), Tharion (bc he's stuck with the river queen's daughter, oof), Aedion, Mor (because she has to hide her sexuality, rip) Now let's rank the remaining: Rhysand: for the supposedly most powerful fae guy to ever exist, he gets a surprisingly low amount of bitches. Perhaps it is due to his creepy evil reputation and the hatred for him within his own court: turns out a pretty face a male does NOT make. Even gold-diggers have standards! Cassian: I turned this over in my mind many times, but I realized Cassian pulls less bitches than Azriel after the line "I don't need to resort to poetry." He gets plenty of bitches because he's a bigass dude with muscles, but his shitty poetry is a turn-off to most eligible ladies. Azriel: he doesn't need to resort to poetry; he's a pretty boy with a cut body, but points have to be deducted for lack of game and pining over Mor for 500 years and being obsessed with having a mate (yuck). Dorian Havilliard: Come on, guys! He's a hot prince! Of course, he gets all the bitches. He's a little immature but he grows out of it! I mean he pulled the fucking man-eater, for God's sake. Points deducted for falling for Celaena wayyyy too fast (and getting rejected) and for his healer girl getting decapitated (rip Sorscha). Rowan: we KNOW this guy gets aaaaaaaalllll the bitches. Come on, he's Rowan-rutting-Whitethorn! Points were deducted for the whole Lyria thing AND serving Maeve for so long. Lorcan Salvaterre: He gets even more bitches than Rowan because... "Battles, riches, females- Lorcan always won, at any cost." And it's even said Rowan often allowed him to win. So yeah, he pulls a lot of bitches and participates in crazy orgies with his homie Rowan. Points deducted for being Stockholmed by Maeve (poor Lolo). Ruhn Danaan: I mean we already know the man's got game (evidence: CC2 chapter 3 plus all ruhnlidia chapters). He's also a young (by Fae standards) prince who lives in a fucking frat-boy house. And that sad-boy thing he's got going on? Girls love that. Eat it up. All the bitches wanna sit on him to take away his sorrow. Points deducted for crushing on a lesbian (oops). Tristan Flynn: Man gets even more bitches than Ruhn because he's just hornier and he's obsessed with his hair. Also, did you see the fire sprites becoming his cheerleaders? King shit. Points deducted for failing to rizz up Ariadne. Eris Vanserra: Come on, he's an Autumn Court male. Plus he's a Vanserra! It's practically in his blood! Points deducted for being rejected by Mor and Nesta tho. Chaol Westfall: Man gets a shockingly high number of bitches despite being a human character who until Dorian became king had a pretty lowly position. I mean, there was a literal PRINCE and his cousin hanging out and the girls were all drooling over Chaol. When he had a disability (which unfortunately due to prejudices that exist, often make you "undesirable" in the eyes of many) and he rizzed all those women, including Yrene, harder than Kashin. EVERY. GIRL. CHOSE. CHAOL. OVER. A. LITERAL. PRINCE. Both in Adarlan AND the southern continent. You're telling me he doesn't have the rizz??? A half a point deducted for being too hung up over Celaena (I don't blame him but still). But still, he pulls sooooo many bitches. Lucien (Vanserra? Spell-Cleaver? Cunt-Server?): Come on. Is there anyone else fitting to be number 1???? Man's got EVERYTHING Chaol has, PLUS he's the son of a High Lord and he's got that Vanserra rizz. Fuck it, he wouldn't stop at bitches. He'll pull every mfer to ever exist. If it breathes, it's into Lucien Vanserra. He is THAT guy.

#tamlin #ithan holstrom #tharion ketos #tarquin #declan emmet #hunt athalar #fenrys moonbeam #morrigan #aedion ashryver #rhysand #cassian #azriel #dorian havilliard #rowan whitethorn #lorcan salvaterre #ruhn danaan #tristan flynn #eris vanserra #chaol westfall #lucien vanserra

[ohnomytummy]

Hi, I have a story from this Thanksgiving that I thought this community would like, and I don't have a kink blog to post it to so I'm gonna share it here cause I know your box is always open. Lol

I'm relatively thin, severely underweight for a good chunk of my childhood, have always been poor so I've never gotten to indulge too much in feasting, not in this economy. But long backstory short, I had the house to myself for pretty much 4 days straight for Thanksgiving break, along with all the leftover food from the entire family thanksgiving.. I was asked to toss most of it because we didn't have room in the fridge and it would go bad, but I didn't want any of it to go to waste.. you can probably tell where his is going..

I have a pretty sensitive stomach since I get full pretty quick, and I'm also lactose intolerant and most meat makes me gassy (and sweaty for some reason?), but for some reason none of that mattered to me, I put a YouTube series I've been itching to watch on my phone and munched on everything that was in front of me which included:

-almost half of a turkey that had been sitting out on the table for a day

-a platter of cheese and cube/slice things and pepperoni/some other meat I forgot

-I wanna say maybe 20 small sugar cookies (the puffy Walmart ones with frosting)

-about 2 litres total of a miz of lemonade, sprite, ginger ale, and coca cola

- 5 bread rolls with melted cheese and butter

-uncounted handfuls old candy I still had from Halloween....

I didn't even realize I'd been eating so much, but I guess since it was all over the course of about a day (9 hours-ish?) It was gradual enough that I didn't realize I'd gone overboard until the end. I remember reaching for the next thing getting ready and thinking "wow i wonder how much ive eaten" and seeing that the answer was all of it. I was wearing an elastic tank top, and I looked down and holy shit I looked pregnant. The tank top is kind of long but there was maybe an inch of belly sticking out from underneath naturally, and the tank top itself was like vacuum sealed tight to my skin!

This is where stuff gets crazy. I put my hand on my stomach to rub it and I could feel it churning under my hand, from the inside ofc and through my belly. I'd been burping throughout the whole stuffing absent-mindedly, but now that it was all setting in, I felt like I was going to puke. I couldn't even feel nauseous at first, it was just PAIN in my middle and I could barely get up. I'm so glad I was alone because I was moaning and rubbing my belly with both hands, holding it as I tried to get up. I could feel myself bringing up burps with every exhale, they were like.. soft and quiet but also really deep and sick, coming out with every breath, like "... urrrrrrp.. hic-hurrrrrp... uurppp. ur-urrp... hic-hUuuurrrrrrrrrp..." and with groans after each one lmao. I made my way to the bathroom eventually and sat by the toilet, sure I was gonna be sick, but I wasn't. I almost wanted to be, but I think I was just too scared to puke. So I sat back against the tub, facing the toilet, my whole body was covered in a cold sweat atp and i was rubbing my belly, and I could feel every single rumble as it ripped through my stomach and rose up as a belch. I couldn't stop burping like I was just about crying on the bathroom floor, bloated as a tick, belching helplessly. After a few minutes the burps started slowing down, but they were much more wet when they did come up. I think the meat and lactose was probably digesting now because I actually started to feel queasy. I started holding in my burps in fear that the food might come up, but then the air started xoming out the back. Starting with small short toots, leading to nauseous farts that, much like the burps, WOULDNT STOP. I was uncontrollably farting, small short bursts every few seconds and idk how to describe it but the farts felt pukey somehow. My stomach was churning like crazy and I could hear it from the outside (still felt intense as I rubbed it too). All the while the original belches never really stopped, so I was just on the floor, gas from both ends pouring out. My stomach was so hard and tight it felt like a bowling ball attached to me and my shirt was so tight it was so hot in hindsight but I felt like I was dying in the moment. Anyways I eventually fell asleep on the floor, woke up feeling sick, burped and farted next to the toilet again and tried doing the doggy-style yoga pose (best that I could, anyways, with my bloated upset tummy still filled with rotting undigested Thanksgiving leftovers) and kept farting until out of nowhere I almost shat myself, I think the position I was in moved the air along but the air took some stuff with it, so now I had to abandon that and sit on the toilet with a trash bin next to me because I couldn't fit it between my legs (my tummy took up the room lol) and it was mostly just me being sick from both ends, along with super uncontrollable rumbly burps and farts that just would not ever fucking stop.

Once it was all out things went back to normal, other than me being really gassy for a few more days.

I will let my uh *cough* community have this 😳🥵

#thanksgiving #ask #wowowowowowoeow #your poor poor belly #but also not….whoopsie