#puking

[spamgyu]

BEAUTIFUL // Hansol Drabble

They had been eyeing each other the whole night.

Her gaze catching his first when her friend had notified her that one of the groomsmen had been staring from across the room.

It started off as sneaky glances all while the bride and groom continued with reception program, but the one second glances soon turned into lingering stares – a smirk playing on his lips each time their eyes would lock.

"Oh my god, please just go talk to him." Her friend urged as she caught her sending over a wink to man standing by the edge of the dance floor; looking down to hide his blush.

"A lady never makes the first move." She joked, toying with the straw of her drink; leaning back against the bar counter – waiting for her friend to receive her margarita from the bar tender.

She had only taken her attention off of him for a brief moment, taking a sip of her Paloma as her friend went on to talk about the floral arrangements at the celebration.

"Orchids who would have thou– gotta go." Her eyes wide, scurrying away from her without another word – leaving y/n dumbfounded.

"Hey."

Y/n jumped at the low voice that spoke behind her.

He had enough of their silent game, finally finding the courage to approach her – all with the help of Chan's nagging of course. He nearly stumbled on his own feet when his friend lightly shoved him towards the direction of the girl, reaching up to loosen his tie as he made his way to the her.

"I uh– Hansol." He held his hand out, the same soft smile he had been sending her on his lips.

"Y/n." She took his hand in hers. "I thought I would have to wink at you another time before you made your way over."

Shyly rubbing the back of his neck, Hansol let out a soft chuckle. "I'm shy."

"Me too, but my drink gave me a little boost of confidence." She brought her glass up to their eye line.

"Glad it did." He hummed. "You look beautiful, by the way."

Now it was her turn to blush, looking down at her feet to hide the redness of her cheeks.

They were absolutely pathetic.

Flirting like two shy teenagers.

"You're beautiful too." She smiled, meeting his eyes once again.

God, his stare could easily melt her into a puddle.

"Thank you?" His held tilted at the compliment, being the first time to be called beautiful by anyone.

"Would you prefer being called cute?"

"Beautiful is fine." He nodded, his smile had now grown to a full one.

Yep, definitely putty in his hands.

"There's no plus one I have to worry about, right?" Hansol didn't know where this boost of confidence had come from, not wanting to miss another opportunity of getting to know the girl stood before him.

She shook her head no.

"No one will be mad if I asked for your number?"

"Not a single soul."

"Perfect.

[beatrixstonehill2]

"You want my chest to be like this?" Sophie asked her boyfriend, James, as he did some photos for her Instagram.

"Yes! Just like that.... I think you'd look incredible with a flat chest. I love seeing you press them down like that....."

"You're too much! So you love small boobs, like totally flat chested girls and you swiped right on me? A girl with a GG-Cup?"

"Why not? Your breasts can always be reduced, Sophie. Plus the way you smile when I talk about it tells me you're considering it."

"But we've only been going out a bit over a month! Don't you think this is a bit extreme.....? I have two million followers on Instagram and they totally love my big boobs..... If anything I'd want to go bigger."

"Come on, that's no fun! Imagine how riled up they'd get, especially if you taunted and teased them about getting a reduction."

"That does sound like fun, not gonna lie....."

"Come on, press them down flat, I'll take a few pics, you upload them and say something like 'Who wants to see me go this flat chested?' I bet you'll be surprised how many guys want to see you lose those fat breasts of yours."

Sophie bit her lip, doing as James asked, pressing them down as far as they would go, proudly sticking out her 'flat' chest, smiling. James took the pics and handed Sophie her phone. She uploaded them, watching to see if anybody would even bother reading what she wrote in the description. James told her to wait a few minutes, so Sophie did what any good girlfriend would do and sucked him off, letting him face fuck her as they waited. A couple minutes later she refreshed, skimming through the comments as he pounded her throat, puke now on her breasts, a string of it hanging from her chin as she eagerly let him continue to pound away, eager to satisfy his urges.

Her eyes lit up as he kept going, coughing up yet more of her lunch, dressing her boobs with this mess he loved to parade her around wearing, and she more than happily wore..... She smiled as he pounded like crazy, reading the comments. Two thirds were positive, mostly men telling her to chop off her boobs, to please record the surgery live, to go as flat as possible. The other third called her a useless slut or an idiot for doing this, that her boobs were the only thing that mattered about her.

James stopped, his cock still lodged down her throat. "Well?" he asked.

Sophie tried to speak but gagged another big strand of puke down her chin. So she eagerly nodded.

"I take it that means you plan on getting your big fat titties chopped off?"

She nodded even more enthusiastically.

James grabbed Sophie's pigtails and face fucked her super hard, finally cumming down her throat after another minute, pulling out as she gasped for air, covered in sweat, vomit, and drool. He slapped her face a few times in quick succession as she winced. "Now then, what say you and I celebrate you becoming flat chested, my new favorite pet? I was thinking a nice, sleazy bar to show you off in, and maybe if you're lucky I'll let you get fucked by a few bikers again."

She cough up a bit more and smiled. "Sounds perfect! Thank you so much for treating me so well! Let's find a surgeon who will make me flat chested as soon as possible! I can't wait to see myself with almost no boobs..... and I can't wait to see how crazy it drives you." She giggled as he took her hand, walking her out the door in just her panties, barefoot, her huge breasts, soon to be flattened, bounced like crazy, covered in puke, exposed for everyone to see.....

[foolsocracy]

(field medic voice) I’m full grown.. I’m full grown I’m full grown..

[sanesicksins]

made another 🤩 hope it’s better than the last one, at least mildly 😔

fun fact I actually made another few after the first one I posted and one I liked, but it’s too late to post it LOL rip!!

the size conversion I gotta do makes me violent.

[soullessjack]

hey girls I’m going fucking insane

[rubyreduji]

i actually screamed out loud and my frienxs thought i was crazy but LOOK AT HIM IM FHSJKAKA AHHHH FOAMING AT THE MOUT

EVERYONE STOP LOOKING AT HIM HE'S MINE

[thesewingmachine]

did you know that people can vomit hard/frequently enough that it can burst the blood vessels in their face and result in bruising?

[stevieinluv]

.🥂.

[emetosounds]

Please tell me what you think! I woukd love to know if people listen to these or enjoy them. Would love to make personal recordings for anyone interested. Please let me puke for you<3

And if you reach out describe what you like. I want to please you :)

For extra fun play all the recordings at once for a barfing choir!

[ghostly-penumbra]

DannyMay 2023. Day Thirty-one

"Free Day"

Ao3

Warning: (Continued) captivity. Puking.

- - -

When Jason was kidnapped by the Ghost King, less than twenty-four hours ago, he didn't think he would be sleeping for a while, but maybe the stress of the kidnapping and the subsequent thrashing of Danny's —his jail-mate, it seemed— room (with Danny's enthusiastic permission and encouragement) had left him drained enough for him to doze off briefly —or maybe dissociate, which would be understandable—, and he came to himself still sitting in Danny's sofa, whilst his jail-mate sat on his bed —out of arms reach—, hands on his knees and gazing at nothing.

Jason groaned, rubbing at his eyes through his domino mask.

"Good. You're awake."

Red Hood looked sharply back at Danny, who was now looking at him with the trace of an awkward smile on his face, when just seconds ago he had looked, well, dead.

"Are you- hungry? Do you need anything? Other than freedom, that is, can't give ya something I don't have myself."

Jason snorted despite himself, and that got him a more genuine, if still small, smile from his jailmate. He stood up and wobbled on his feet, taking a hand to his head and cursing softly at the sudden dizziness. "Shit."

"You okay, man? How are ya feeling?" Danny asked him, coming warily closer.

Jason ignored him and sprinted to the door that he had deduced led to the bathroom, and soon enough he was kneeling next to the toilet, barfing his guts out with an intense, burning acidic feeling going up his throat.

"What the fuck is that?" He asked in between heaving, ragged breaths.

Whatever the fuck had been inside him was a dark green mottled with red spots of blood and smelled of decay and rot.

"Ugh; not good, is what it is." Danny, who had been hovering a couple of steps away, said. "Is that all of it, or is there more?" He asked.

Jason was about to snap that he was fine, mind your own business very much, but his words caught in his throat, and a determined expression set itself in Danny's face.

He flushed the toilet, and knelt behind Jason, placing both hands on his shoulder-blades, sending a pulse of cool energy and something else to him, and said, his voice even, "Get it all out, don't hold a thing back. I got you."

And with that little push, Jason resumed throwing up, getting rid of that putrid ooze, with Danny's hands a balm that spread to the- to the very core of him, making it bearable.

Once he finished and Jason was back in his jail-mate's couch, taking hard, open-mouthed breaths and with said jail-mate pressing a cold glass of water on him, he managed to croak again, "What the fuck was that?"

Danny put the glass in Jason's hands and made sure he wouldn't drop it before he answered, "For the looks of it, rotten ectoplasm."

"... what?"

"Think of running water, if water had life-preserving, life-giving, and resurrecting properties," Jason's eyes widened in recognition, and with Danny looking at him, he must have seen it even with his domino on, "now imagine it going stagnant for, how long?"

"... centuries." Jason answered.

Danny made a face at that and recoiled. "Crude." He said. "How long…?" He asked again, and once again, Jason knew what he meant.

First, though, he emptied his glass of water, feeling the cold liquid sooth at his sore throat. "I was fifteen back then, so, four years."

Danny whistled low. "Dude, that's like- that's just- damn! How did you survive that long with that clogged in your system?"

"With unpredictable, uncontrollable bursts of blinding green rage, of course." Red Hood snorted with annoyance.

"That's… one way your body may have tried to get rid of it…"

"Dude, what are you going on about?" Jason asked now.

"Look, man, I'm really no expert, I'm not a doctor of any kind, but my parents are, and I've been around the Zone for four years now, so I know a wee bit about us halfas and-"

"What's a halfa?"

"... sorry, what?"

"Halfa. The other guy said it too, when we summoned him. What is a halfa?" Jason said it clearly, looking Danny in the eye.

Danny opened and closed his mouth once, twice, only to end up groaning in distress and holding his head in his hand.

"Four years without clean ectoplasm, it tracks, it tracks." He said, obviously to himself. Red Hood's jail-mate breathed in deeply and looked back up at Jason. "Okay, we're gonna start from the beginning, but I need you not to flip out, yeah?"

Nodding, Jason sat up, "Lay it on me." He said, determined.

And so, Danny did.

… later, if Danny was upset that his room now sported a fist-shaped dent, he didn't show it.

[ariseur]

no i’m like actually having an existential crisis this is not a joke i just saw a satosugu edit with 冬のはなし ( fuyunohanashi ) from given and i cant take this anymore that song genuinely made me cry i would do anything to experience given for the first time again

[sanesicksins]

ate ice cream and drank water 😛 i can never drink more than half a gallon at once before i feel it lol also idk how some people can vomit so much, i always struggle 😩 anyway also here’s a pic, hope to do more art soon 🫡

[hauntingyourself]

SOME tiktok trends are funny I don’t care what you say

[garmaballs]

everytime someone says lorelai gilmore and taylor swift are the same person i have the undying urge to drink 39 bottles of bleach

[soullessjack]

oh my god I’m gonna kill myself they gave Superman the living weapon complex THEY GAVE SUPERMAN THE LIVING WEAPON COMPLEX