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Some Richter doodles w some BLRT

[cyberphuck]

I just think it’s SO important to realize that gfna frentnf mtl knnpip

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EKFL: Kutse konverentsile "Mis saab edasi? (olukord kinnisvaraturul)" 02.11.2022

EKFL: Kutse konverentsile “Mis saab edasi? (olukord kinnisvaraturul)” 02.11.2022

Eesti Kinnisvarafirmade Liit ja LHV Pank kutsuvad Sind 2. novembril Park Inn by Radisson Meriton Hotel Tallinn konverentsikeskuses (Paldiski mnt 4) toimuvale konverentsile. „Mis saab edasi? (olukord kinnisvaraturul)“ Jahtuva majanduse mitu tahku Kristo Aab, LHV majandusanalüütik Kinnisvarainvesteeringud kriiside keerises Kristi Saare, investor Diskussioonipaneelis: Karin Vinkel, Janar…

[downforthegas]

The late night hor//niness struck me again and I was given this idea out of no where:

The Welc//ome Ho//me cast of characters except they’re all farting on you

Ok byyYYYEE-

Yooooo you know what? This post gives me the perfect opportunity to reveal my fart headcanons of the characters: how they fart and their attitudes towards it (and how they would feel farting on you) (long post)

Number 1 is Wa//lly Dar//ling🍎

This little guy doesn't fart around anyone unless he's really close to them, like Ba//rn//any or Ho//me. He likes to be a gentleman about it and maybe sneak off to a quiet place to toot if he's around other company. But more often than not, Wa//lly let's it slip accidently. He's such a little guy, if he has too much gas, he can't possibly hold it in for so long, which in itself is kind of embarrassing. And what do his farts sound like, you might ask? There's no sound! Just a gentle breeze *Fffffffffffffsssssss...* that smells vaguely of rotten apples. You almost wouldn't know he farted, only his blushing face giving him away. Sometimes he'll let out a particularly smelly one that makes a noise. A tiny noise like *Blrt.* or *Prt.* That'll make you go "aww." If he was asked to fart on you, he'd be a little confused. He's been taught that farts are rude but knowing that you find them delightful makes him feel good about it. But he's more comfortable doing lap farts. Face farts (especially bare butt face farts) get him so flustered.

Number 2: Ba//rn//aby B. Be//ag//le🐶

You wanna talk CONFIDENCE? Cause that's our be//ag//le! Man will fart anywhere, but will make sure his little buddy doesn't get caught in the wind storm. He does think it's funny to fart on Fra//nk though. Sometimes he'll use his farts in his gags or jokes, like farting into his microphone (and potentially blowing out the speakers), or saying things like, "That sure was a gas!" right before ripping a loud one. He would do the fart in a jar gag, but his farts are so powerful, he just breaks the glass. Yeah, his farts are loud, and burn your nose with their potent stink (as dog farts do) and given his size, they sound a lot like *BBBRRRRRPPPBBBRRRRRRRTTTT!* You'd be lucky to not pass out. Or at least get into a coughing fit. If you wanted Ba//rn//aby to fart on you, for one, you'll be buried under a huge, furry dog butt that stinks, but you'll be hit with enough gale force winds that'll knock you unconscious on the first fart. Still, he'll do it anyway. He's not one to yuck anyone's yum.

Number 3: Fra//nk Fra//nkl//y🦋

Just the OPPOSITE of Ba//rn//aby's attitude. Knowing him, he'd be WAY TOO embarrassed about farting, way more than Wa//lly. I imagine he's not a very gassy person, but whenever he gets gas, he'd try his hardest to hold it in until he's home. Or at least sneak off to a private spot. Because of this, he ends up getting bloated, his stomach distending enough to stretch the buttons on his vest. Ed//die has to be the one to rub the farts out of him, since Ed//die's the only one he's comfortable farting around. But he does get embarrassed when he needs help. But Ed//die doesn't mind. His gas usually gets held in a lot, so it's usually very long, like *Fffppplbbblllrrrrrt!* sounding a little wet and a little airy. Sometimes he'll try to *ahem* spread his cheeks to fart quieter, but sometimes that only makes it come out more wet sounding. If you wanted him to fart on you, it's gonna require a lot of convincing. But if he knows this is your thing, he'll happily do it, but only if you don't talk about it afterwards (unless you want to fluster him).

Number 4: Ed//die De//ar💌

Such a clumsy, scatterbrained mailman, I can't imagine it's easy for him to hold in his farts. Anytime he needs to, it just happens no matter what, and leaves his face burning with shame (but Fra//nk thinks it's kind of cute). He'll be holding a huge stack of packages and a huge fart, and trust me, neither of those are gonna be held for long despite his efforts (poor guy). They're not much, just little *BRRRRT!* or *FLRRRRRBBBBTTT!* mainly from his jeans. They do stink pretty bad though. But it's ok cause he's shame free about it around Fra//nk. If you wanted him to fart on you, he'd be a little awkward about it at first, but he'd still comply. He'd be more comfy lying on his stomach with your face in his butt, since he'd be scared of crushing you.

Number 5: Pop//py Par//tri//dge🦚

Ooh, the resident worrywart. She's the kind to think she's got something deeply wrong with her when her stomach hurts, only to be relieved (in both ways) if it's just gas. Like Wa//lly's, they're quiet and airy, but have a slight sound and only last one to two seconds, like *Ffft.* and *Ppprrt.* and they gently blow the strings on her apron. They also smell a lot like bird seed, since that's what she mostly eats. She'll also often wave her wing behind her after each one, despite how little they stink. She's very close to Sa//lly and Fra//nk, but its still hard to get comfortable farting around them. When asked to fart on you, she'll need heavy convincing just like Fra//nk, but when she's comfortable enough, she'll be gentle with you. She's a big bird after all.

Number 6: How//dy Pi//ll//ar🐛

Oh jeez, it's almost like we're talking about Ba//rn//aby again, except it's not as bad (but they're still pretty bad, trust me). I feel like it's implied he's vegan (he's a caterpillar so...) so I imagine he mainly has veggie fueled farts. They're not as potent as Ba//rn//aby's but they're still very stinky and powerful, and blow his apron strings so hard, they twist together, something like *BRRRRRPPPPPPRRRTT!* He's only really comfortable farting around Ba//rn//aby (who I imagine have fart contests together). He tries to keep his farts from slipping so as to not scare off his customers, but it's hard when all you eat is leaves. But it's mainly to keep the customers around. If he wasn't in his store, he'd be a little more comfortable farting in public. When asked to fart on you, How//dy would totally go for it, even if he does think it's a little weird. He'll even make a deal with you that if you can sit through his smelly farts while standing the weight of his body, you get a 50% off discount at his bodega.

Number 7: Ju//lie Joy//ful🌺

Being a rainbow monster, I feel like she actually has lovely scented, fragrant farts. Like the smell of strawberries or lovely flowers. It just seems like something a rainbow monster would do, but I like to think certain foods (maybe eggs or dairy) can turn her farts rotten. Her fragrant farts can be used to set a pleasant aroma in the air if there's no incense to use, and if she farts on a wilted plant, it'll be revived. Because of this, she's 100% confident farting in public, it doesn't matter who it is she's around. Sometimes her farts flutter her dress, being a little forceful and not as gentle as you may think. Farts typically sound like *Ffrrrrrraaaapppp!* a little wet, a little loud, and mainly high pitched (sometimes they hurt Ba//rn's ears). If you want her to fart on you, it won't be much trouble. She's totally down to endow you with her flowery scent and leave you feeling fresh.

Finally number 8: Sa//lly Star//let☀️

Let's end this long post with a bang. Sa//lly's a star, stars are made of gases, stars are also hot, therefore, Sa//lly has some loud, hot bubblers, like *SPPLLLRRRRBBBBBRRRRTTTSH!* and she has them a lot. But you'd never notice cause she's an expert in hiding her farts. No one's ever heard her fart (except maybe Pop//py), and if anyone heard it, they would never think it would come from Sa//lly. And when I say hot, anything she sits and farts on is left feeling hot to the touch. It's pretty embarrassing for her, even in private, considering the star she is, and believes she is. She also gets some pretty bad stomach aches from holding it a lot, but she won't dare go to anyone to relieve the pain. She'd much rather do it herself, even if it takes a while. Her farts are also full of helium so she's able to inflate balloons with her farts. And if you do want her to fart on you, you better be ready to be yelled at for even requesting something so disgusting. You'd have to either piss her off enough to warrant such punishments, or hide in her dressing room and wait for her to blow off some hot steam. Just be prepared for the room to get hot and stinky, and for your voice to get higher in pitch

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Ahh, to be with a gassy puppet! Sorry this post was so long, but your message made me so excited, so I just had to get these headcanons out. I might release more headcanons soon, but they'll be more situational based and not general like this one. Anyway, thanks for the post! Currently thinking about the neighbors all farting around me in a circle, all the different smells and sounds ringing out... it's nice hehe

[gatzilksis-2]

Today's Holiday: The Intern Pt. 2

July 28: National Interns Day Night

Donnie's (un)lucky day

18+

Donnie sat on the end of the motel bed closer to the door. It smelled like cheap cleaner, cigarette smoke, and dust. The walls were paneled and the floors were covered in old shag carpeting.

A disgusting motel for a disgusting event.

His boss, Michael, stood in front of the mounted mirror. The big man started undoing his belt. When his slacks were unzipped, he began unbuttoning his shirt one at a time. "You look scared."

Of course the intern was scared. Donnie was afraid of how far his boss would push him. He was already starting to regret this. "Do I have to take my clothes off?"

"Are you farting in my face?" Michael asked with a hefty chuckle. He pushed off his shirt and pulled off the undershirt. Donnie couldn't remember seeing a man more buff or more hairy.

Donnie dried his palms on his pantlegs. He slowly lay back on the bed. Michael's belt buckle hit the floor. "Good boy! Seems like you're getting the hang of this. You sure you haven't done this before?"

Donnie was trying not to have a heart attack as Michael flopped onto the bed beside him. "I'm sure. I would never do something like this."

"Yet, here we are. Look!"

Donnie didn't want to. He could already see Michael's big ass in tighty whiteys inches to his right. He closed his eyes and envisioned his personal office, pictured being on some tropical vacation without worrying about missing work.

He turned his head.

"Eyes open, intern!" Michael commanded teasingly.

Donnie opened his eyes, and Michael puffed out his ass. VWRRRRP! BWRRRRRT!

Michael grabbed the back of his head and pushed him in. Donnie already wanted to throw up: the smell had been vicious from the first second. His face was in another man's ass, a place he'd never, ever thought it would be. Donnie groaned.

"Oh, is it bad?" Michael laughed, keeping Donnie's head in place. "Wow, that was only one. This is gonna be a good time."

BLRT-BWRRRRRRR! BWOWRRRRRRR!

Donnie's face shook from the loudness of it. It was warm and brought so much more of the stink with it. Donnie tried not to breathe through his nose, but he could taste it through his mouth. He fought against Michael's strong grip.

"Yeah, that's it," Michael said in a moaning fashion. "Fight it, but I'm stronger than you, little man!"

PRRRMP! VWAAAHT!

Michael's wind felt heavier than normal air. Donnie winced against it, and Michael rubbed his ass on Donnie's face in circles. Finally, the hand left his head.

Donnie rolled over onto his back, urgently gasping for cleaner air. "Fuck! I...I can't..."

"Too late! You already said yes, and we already started." Michael stood and flexed, the veins on his arms bulging. Donnie wanted to punch him in the face, but that wasn't a fight he would ever win.

Michael flopped back down, resting his head on his pillow and his ass in the air. He stretched his legs in Donnie's direction, spreading them far apart. "Lay down and plant that lil' face right there."

Donnie sat up to avoid Michael's right foot. He gave the ass a long stare. Michael looked down over a furry shoulder. "Plant your face or you stay an intern and your desk gets moved to my office."

Donnie's mouth fell open, and he fearfully closed it again. He exhaled out his nose, money on his mind. Slowly, he flipped over and lowered his head towards his boss's ass in underwear.

"There's a good boy." Michael stayed facing the headboard.

Donnie regrettably remembered to keep his eyes open and held his breath. His nose met Michael's crack.

BLRBLRRRRRRRR! BWAAAAP! VRRRRRRR-WRRRRRRRRrrr...

Donnie breathed in, and his stomach lurched. He slid off the end of the bed, got to his feet, and bolted to the bathroom. He went to throw up in the toilet, but the lurching ceased. He inhaled, finding the smell of gaseous death trapped in his nostrils.

Michael leaned in the doorway, the outline of his huge dick at half-mast in those cursed briefs. "You're really gonna puke? Damn, I thought you were more used to it than that. You know I gotta punish you, right?"

Donnie turned away from the toilet and turned the faucet on to splash his face. He came across as calm, but inside he wanted to run. "Punish?"

"You can't just stop whenever you feel like it. That's my job." Michael stood behind him and put both hands on his shoulders, leaning close to his ear. "You gotta be in a Dutch oven all night."

Donnie gaped, freezing as he dried his hands. He didn't want to do it, but he didn't have a choice in the matter. Michael had all the power, and Donnie was going to be breathing his concentrated farts all night.

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okay I'll believe you. for now. (/j)

dirk please don't ambush me with a shitty katana i have a shitty wobbly plastic sword and im not afraid to use it /j

[everynicorobin]

Blrt! 

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Iyami in church choir as a 1st soprano hitting the high notes for all the ladies to surf on: SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHH!!!🎇🎆💥🔥🎵🎶

Dekapan on the organs: Brrrt-le blrt blrrrrrrt. 🎹🎵

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EKFL: Kutse konverentsile "Mis saab edasi? (olukord kinnisvaraturul)" 02.11.2022

EKFL: Kutse konverentsile “Mis saab edasi? (olukord kinnisvaraturul)” 02.11.2022

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[gatzilksis-2]

The Unbreakable Smell Spell, Pt. 2

A commission

Part Two: Need (18+)

(Part One)

Living with The Brad was miserable. There was never a moment of clean air for Danny. His nose, mouth, lungs were all constantly filled with the smells of dirty gym socks, sweaty clothes, and of course, more farts than a human should naturally.

Nothing compared to a day two weeks into the year.

Danny came into the dorm room with a bag full of books. He avoided going "home" at all costs, so he spent a lot of time at the library.

He dropped the bag.

The farts were thicker than ever before. Danny's stomach turned, his eyes watered, and he covered his nose and mouth with a hand. "Oh my god."

The Brad was sprawled across his bed, giant bare feet hanging off the end. He slept, breathing heavily.

Danny had to do something. The Brad was scary, but he needed clean air. He stepped over a pile of soiled gym clothes and leaned closer.

BLRT! BWRRRRRRRRRRT! BRRWAAAAAA!

Danny backed away as soon as the disgustingly long fart began. His face heated, reddening with fury. Danny grabbed one of several half-empty bottles of water on Brad's nightstand and threw one at the sweaty, farting man.

It collided with his crotch.

The Brad jumped up at once with a great snore and another explosive fart. He grabbed his crotch. "Dude, did you really just throw something at me?"

Danny hadn't been aiming for his nuts. Looking the man in his angry face, Danny regretted his action. "I--Please don't kill me."

The Brad's face turned from red back to white. His royal blue eyes developed a spark, and his mouth spread into a smile.

That wasn't a good sign.

"I'm not going to kill you, but what the fuck is your problem?"

Did he not smell his unbelievably disgusting gas replacing every centimeter of oxygen?

"All of this!" It came out of Danny's mouth without him pushing it. His frustration had returned with the stupid question. "It fucking stinks, and I'm really sick of it."

Brad wasn't listening. He walked through piles of clothes and trash to his laptop. The towering man leaned to open a window on the screen.

"You're not gonna say anything?"

"Working on it." The Brad scrolled through what looked like emails. "There it is!"

"Whatever. I'm going to get my room changed." Danny walked to the door.

"Continua magicae. Odor pedum, odor crepitu, odor sudore. Liga per lunam!"

Danny stopped and turned back. The words were Latin, and they flowed in a rhyme that could only be one thing.

He laughed. "Nice try. Do you actually think you can cast spells?"

"All I needed was a full moon. You looked at the sky tonight?" Brad's grin returned, and he straightened up and crossed his arms. "You don't believe, that's fine. You will."

"Okay, then." Danny couldn't stay here any longer. He grabbed the doorknob and walked out of the smelly room.

The Brad was completely insane. He actually believed he could perform magic spells. The thought was ridiculous. Someone would have heard about it by now if magic was real.

Danny reached the steps and opened the door. The stairwell air was clean. Too clean. The smell of floor cleaner intensified with his first step.

His stomach lurched, and he covered his mouth, holding back vomit.

"What the hell?" Danny backed out of the stairwell.

The hallway of his residency building smelled old and dusty, like an old hotel. The dust odor became extreme, just as the clean smell had.

Danny tried to breathe through it, but he couldn't take deep breaths. The air was making him sick.

"No."

He threw up on the carpet. A door opened, and The Brad stepped out of their shared room. His smile couldn't have been bigger. "Something wrong, Danny?"

It was the spell. It wasn’t possible, but here he was. "What the hell did you do to me?"

Danny walked back to Brad. The gross guy grabbed his shoulders and pushed him to his knees. "Brad, no!"

The hulking Brad turned and pushed Danny's face against his red gym shorts. Danny took an unintentional breath as he struggled. The musty, sweaty smell of his ass wasn't bad.

Wait.

The spell...

BRBL-PLLLLRRRRRT!

The fart shook Danny's face. He tried to get away, but Brad was too strong.

The odor filled Danny's nose. It was better than clean air. As soon as the smell was inside him, he felt worlds better. His stomach was immediately relieved. He could take deep breaths--

The spell was real.

He could no longer breathe clean air, only the various stinks of The Brad.

To Be Continued...

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