#dizzy 🪶

[homosexual-fast-dancer]

What if, what if....

[igohungryforlove]

fuck it, we ball.

*proceeds to down 4x the dose of laxatives*

[greenjuicelvr]

Vegitarian mealsp0 :DD

2 quorn fillets - 88 (44 each)

3 Yorkshire puddings - 120 (40 each)

Mixed veg - 60

Gravy - 30

[lgorstheme]

i miss the days where i could just boot up minecraft and go create an entire ministry of joy headquarters off of the top of my head. i am too much of a perfectionist now

[devil-in-hiding]

I have returned, my love.

I come with an apology drabble:

Omegaverse au where Simon, an alpha, usually goes to Johnny during his rut. The beta has always been there for him when he needed relief, so he’s never had to think about going to anyone else. Kyle, also a beta, would occasionally join the two of them but Simon knew Kyle belonged to their captain.

He gets so used to his ruts happening on schedule, when it comes a bit late, Soap and Gaz are off on a mission. Simon knows he could always fall back on a barrack bunny, but he also knows how rough he can get, so he decides to try to get through it on his own.

Yadda yadda, insert Simon locked in his room, desperately grinding against a pillow and Price walking past the room. He hears Simon’s growls and desperate whimpers, smells his scent seeping out from under the door, and knows immediately what’s happening. John ends up picking the lock and going in Simon’s room, hard as a rock, his face flushed.

When Kyle and Johnny come back a day later, their captain and lieutenant are nowhere to be found around base, so they give up and head to the barracks. Only to fine Simon humping John’s leg, his mouth latched on one of Price’s big ol’ man tiddies, and John stroking his back. The betas immediately drop everything and join in on the fun.

- 🪶 (I’ve missed you babygirl :3)

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

hi hi!! i missed you 🥺 and blessing me with more ABO? this morning, i’m spoiled

the thought of John, hard as a rock, crouched infront of simon’s door, trying his best to focus on that damn lock as Simon’s scent makes him dizzy, eyes unfocused and cock leaking heavily inside his briefs

[thatliminal-wanderer]

Dissociation ID Pack

Requested by Anon

Names

Achlys, Aud, Babel, Babylon, Barren, Blanc, Cassian, Cassius, Darcy, Haze, Hmone, Hollis, Hun, Inara, Itzal, Izhi, Kasumi, Kasumu, Ka’awa, Kgodi, Kiri, Kohu, Kora, Lilione, Mazin, Meglena, Miglė, Mihika, Misty, Mok, Muggur, Nebula, Niara, Nihari, Nihilo, Nihira, Nirav, Nix, Oytuman, Pujoq, Raven, Rinan, Rinku, Rūkas, Sanoe, Senka, Shunya, Sierra, Sumu, Suong, Taktuq, Terhi, Thoka, Tomanbikä, Tuban, Usva, Vacara, Vacio, Xihir, Yogiri, Zero

Pronouns

**/**s, -/-s, 0/0s, ??/???, _/_s, blank/blanks, blur/blurs, daze/dazes, dizzy/dizzies, empty/emptys, float/floats, fog/fogs, forget/forgets, gone/gones, gray/grays, haze/hazes, hush/hushes, miss/missing/missings, o/os, shush/shushes, space/spacey/spaceys, static/statics, stuck/stucks, un/uns, vague/vagues, void/voids, zero/zeros, 0️⃣/0️⃣s, ⏺️/⏺️s, ☁️/☁️s, ⚪️/⚪️s, ⚫️/⚫️s, 🌁/🌁s, 🌫️/🌫️s, 👤/👤s, 💨/💨s, 💭/💭s, 🔇/🔇s, 🔲/🔲s, 🔳/🔳s, 🕳️/🕳️s, 😶‍🌫️/😶‍🌫️s, 🪶/🪶s, 🫥/🫥s

Titles

A Foggy Thought Process, The Dizzy Thinker, The Fogged Up Brain, The Foggy Thoughts, The Lost Soul, The Lost Soul In The Fog, The One Who Isn’t Here, The One Who’s Mind Is Foggy, The One With A Foggy Mind, The One With The Lost Mind, The Spaced Out (Person/Creature/Any Noun), [prn] Who Doesn’t Feel Right, [prn] Who Doesn’t Know What To Do

Genders

Arutido, Blurslightic, Brainfoggender, Croafogin, Dissocialunarocera, Dullained, Dyscognigender, Existinaught, Fogfluidflux, Foggender, Foggyagin, Foggyenigmatic, Foggyvoidflux, Galain, Genderfog, Genderhaze, Hazeneu, Identityfoggender, IDKgender, Mevirasic, Mistigender, Mystxfoggic, Nebbiagender, Noconfusic, Nothinggender, Vaguelexic, Vagusgirl/Vagusboy, Vastspaceic

Other mogai

Alderpitch, Emproque, Vesivague, Voistaldernic, ∅ Omninoun, ∅perspesque

[candyheartedchy]

♡ TAG NAVIGATION ♡

「 GENERAL TAGS 」

☕️ chycore ☕️ - [posts that reminds me of myself]

💬 chy chatter 💬 - [personal posts]

🎨 chy creations 🎨 - [my art]

🖼️ artsit alley 🖼️ - [self ship & oc x canon art from others]

💌 letters 💌 - [asks]

💭 imagines 💭 - [self ship imagines]

📖 sweet stories 📖 - [fanfics from others]

💰 commissions💰 - [commission sheets from others]

💘 lovely dovey 💘 - [romantic posts]

❣️ reminders ❣️ - [positivity posts]

💗 self ship positivity 💗 - [self ship positivity posts]

🎁 gifts 🎁 - [fanart and commissions made for me]

📊 polls 📊 - [voting polls]

「 F/O(S) & SELF SHIP TAGS 」

ULTIMATE MAIN

👻 scratch 👻 / 👔 todd 👔 — ❤️ scratchyenne ❤️

[AUs]

🖤 paranormal romance au 🖤

🖤 mirror au 🖤

🖤 beauty and the beast au 🖤

🖤 magical girl au 🖤

🖤 ghostbusters au 🖤

🖤 frosty the snowman au 🖤

🖤 fisherman au 🖤 (Kinda old, but might bring it back!)

MAINS

🧽 spo.ngebob 🧽 — ❤️ coralbob ❤️

[AUs]

🖤 mirror au 🖤

🖤 pest of the west au 🖤

🖤 dunces and dragons au 🖤

🖤 kamp koral au 🖤

🥕 bugs 🥕 — ❤️ of course you realize this means love ❤️

[AUs]

🖤 duck dodgers au 🖤

🖤 carrotblanca au 🖤

SECONDARIES

🕹️ danger planet 🕹️ — ❤️ love machine ❤️

🏀 wilt 🏀 — ❤️ dream team ❤️

📚 brainy 📚 — ❤️ brainybeth ❤️

🦐 fethry 🦐 — ❤️ fethryenne ❤️

🦣 gazpacho 🦣 — ❤️ coffee fruit ❤️

🟢 baby ball 🟢 — ❤️ game of love ❤️

TERTIARIES

🌟 mickey 🌟 — ❤️ i’m all ears for you ❤️

🎩 frankie 🎩 (Other Frankie) & (Cartoon Frankie) — ❤️ sprung into my heart ❤️

📺 yes man 📺 — ❤️ wasteland romance ❤️

🧢 bloofy 🧢 — ❤️ dizzy with love ❤️

⚡️ hater ⚡️ — ❤️ pink lightening ❤️

⚠️ bill ⚠️ - WIP

👽 zim 👽 — ❤️ zacr ❤️

🧞‍♂️ norm 🧞‍♂️ — ❤️ i wish you love ❤️

🐶 dog 🐶 — ❤️ i woof you ❤️

🐠 minion 🐠 — ❤️ hugs and fishes ❤️

CRUSHES

✨ orko ✨

🌌 gatekeeper 🌌

🪶 papa g 🪶

💖 koosy 💖 — ❤️ hearts aglow ❤️

🐜 flik 🐜 — ❤️ love bug ❤️

🚪 mike 🚪

🚀 xr 🚀

💙 sans 💙 — ❤️ bonely for you ❤️

🍬 king candy 🍬

SEASONAL

❄️ jack ❄️ - WIP

[muttsmeats]

three days? that’s sad daddy. it’s ok tho i get it i’m just too tight to fuck myself most days. have to make do w rubbing my tdick on ur pillow and thinking abt big brother,,, u can grab my waist,,, hump against my ass until we both cum. i bet after that i’ll be wet enough you could finger me open while im still bent over w my face in the mattress. can’t fuck me for real yet, ur little bro is so not ready and your cock is way too big

make me whine and sob and fuck me open so i can take it like a good boy,,, just made to take big brother’s cock

‘dad-da-fuck please fuck it’s too much’

‘do you want me to stop’

‘,,,no’

‘then stop complaining kiddo, be a good pup and let me fuck you til i’m done’

(christ hi i’m new here does 🪶 work?)

fuckfuckfuckcj pls god you’d sound soo good, whining as i fuck you with my fingers, making a mess out of my hand probably,, godid i just get so dizzy reading this, i’m just rutting into my bed like a needy dog,,, but again with my baby brother calling me dad as i make a mess out of him,,, it’s such a dream 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[fishcalledsebastian]

So about that. [there is a large gash on their upper arm.] pandemonium doesn’t like me, I guess? I tried hiding but he wouldn’t give up and I’m getting dizzy. -🪶

'Oh my god. Go sit over there.'

[He pointed over to a beanbag that he'd somehow found as he grabbed a medkit.]

[purplefawnn]

My history of why I am fat ana and how I messed everything up.

(vent again, cuz like always I don't have anyone to tell about it all)

So my whole life I was kinda skinny (~50kg, 170cm / ~100lbs, 5'7), but I literally saw myself as obese, fat everywhere, big belly, double chin, etc. I barely had access to the internet, so I was so sad, confused and alone with all of that, i didn't understand calories, how to lose weight and what I do wrong. I always was in a fast - binge cycle.

Then my mental health was so bad I just wanted to di3, so I was eating everything cuz of emotions and mindset that "next year I will kms, so idc" + at that time my problems with thyroid started, my metabolism slowed so much and I started gaining weight, but I didn't noticed that, cuz of my body dysmorphia.

Around a year ago, when my mental health was getting better I was looking at my old photos and only then I noticed that I literally had a flat stomach, visible pelvic bones, skinny arms, absolutely no double chin and at that point I realized how much I messed up. I realized how many weight I gained and that I didn't looked the same that whole time. I cried and cried and cried and my mental health was at the lowest again, but I didn't want to became even more fat. I breaked the fast - binge cycle, trying to fix my metabolism and be pretty again.

I wish that I noticed this sooner, because now I would be a a living thinspø, but I do my best to achieve my GW even from that high weight.

ana gives me comfort in discomfort. I hate being dizzy from starving, but I love feeling of empty stomach. I hate waiting for results, but at the same time journey with ana feels so nice 🪶

[diedandgone]

Am dizzy light headed and only 16h in a water fast . Let's goooo

Felt very light , Very demor , very lightheaded 🪶✨️

🕸🕷🥀🕷🕸

[compulsivart]

Murder at the Mansion | An ASMR Atmospheric Mystery 👀☠️

🪶The night is dark and rainy. The heavy thunderstorm raged outside, with rain pounding relentlessly against the manor’s windows. After an exhausting day, Mrs. Cabanel cherished a moment of relief with a warm cup of tea while listening to the soothing melodies of Borodin, her favorite composer. Mr. Alexander, her loyal cat, never strayed far from her side these days, appearing more apprehensive than usual. “Nothing better than a cup of tea to warm the soul” she thought. As the hot liquid touched her lips, she found it oddly parching her throat. "This tea is unusually dry," she mused, but before she could react, a violent coughing fit seized her. Panic set in as she struggled for breath. She was feeling cold, almost trembling. Desperately, she reached for her phone on the nearby table and dialed for help. “ Hello ?!? I need your help ! Come to Darwin Plazza, please hurry !” she pleaded, abruptly ending the call. Her heart raced as she tried to remain calm, but dizziness and blurred vision overwhelmed her. Just as she fought to catch her breath, she saw it—his eyes, and his unwavering, menacing gaze pierced through the window, chilling her to the core. She gasped in terror and crumpled to the floor, her hand still clutching the telephone receiver...

[ibelieveinahappilyeverafter]

Bound by Choice - Chapter 1

A/N: I need you all to trust me. Yes, I am aware this is utterly self-indulgent and that I have four other books planned out after this one, one of the future books being already outlined and ready to write. I know this is not what I usually write, but, again, I need you all to trust me.

Plus, this was really, really fun to write and I started it when I was in my Peak Pokemon Submas Obsession about a year or two ago now, so it's some of my favorite writing in a while.

Fandom: Pokemon (Black & White, All Media Types, Legends: Arceus)

Characters: Original Character, Kudari | Emmet, Nobori | Ingo

Rating: Teen Audiences

Summary: Andy has always been afraid of pokemon and what it is that they’re able to do, which makes their life rather hard considering they’re twenty-two, live in Unova, and work in Nimbasa City; which is known as the battle capital of their region. Their closest friend and semi-adopted mother being a former gym battle leader also didn’t tend to help matters.

A panic attack on a subway car they thought was empty, however, leads to them meeting the infamous Subway Bosses and learning that pokemon, while terrifying, weren’t the monsters they had grown up believing them to be. Getting sucked up into the lives of the two Subway Bosses and their best friend Gym Leader Elesa might be even more terrifying than the pokemon, however.

AO3 Link: Bound by Choice, Chapter 1

Chapters 2-5 Immediately Available on Patreon

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Chapter 1 - Andy

It wasn’t the lack of noise to show the office was empty that had alerted him, or the way his head jerked up from a half-asleep state for the third time, or even how all light in the office had switched from sunny filled glass windows to cheap, flickering overhead lights. No, what alerted Andy to the fact that he had stayed far too late for the third time that week was the slap to his back with the annoyingly bright and cheerful accompaniment of, “Andy! Do they got you pulling doubles again? And on a Friday no less!”

“No, Anthony,” Andy said, forcing himself to not push the words through gritted teeth as his back stung from the ‘friendly’ slap. Anthony wasn’t even a bad person! He was just vaguely dick-ish like every other office coworker who didn’t want to be there. “I’m not pulling doubles. Just finishing up some sheets.” 

“Man,” Anthony sighed, Andy closing his eyes and just barely resisting the urge to groan. That was Anthony’s ‘nostalgic’ sigh. “I wish I had the energy you kids have today.” 

I’m twenty-two, first of all, Andy resisted the urge to scream. And second of all, you’re only seven years older than me! Why in Arceus’ name-?! Andy pushed the thoughts away, focusing on the fact that he was definitely treating himself to something sugary and unhealthy for how much resisting he was doing when it came to maiming his coworkers. 

As it was, Andy simply began disconnecting from his station, nodding and humming in all the right places as Anthony began yet another one of his monologues. If nothing else, Andy could at least be satisfied with the fact that he had finished inputting all the data into the National Dex that his team was supposed to have finished that week. A quick look at his xtrans showed that mercy did indeed exist in the world. If he booked it, he’d make it just in time to grab one of the last trains of the night back home. 

Standing up, and taking a minute to let the wave of dizziness roll through him that came from sitting in a chair for six more hours than he had wanted to, Andy looked to Anthony. The man was still talking. “-really, at this point you might as well just transfer to the night shift with how often you’re here- Hey! We could be desk buddies!” Ah. Anthony was attempting to lead him into the realm of eternal torment. Not today. 

“Something to definitely talk to Lindy about!” Andy fake chirped, pitching his voice into something as cheerful as he could manage when it was almost ten at night and he had clocked in at nine that morning. “For now, though, I should probably get going before they nag at me about overtime. You know how they are.”

Andy faked a laugh, nodded along to Anthony’s own joke that was basically a rip off of his own, and slowly backed away with his bag. The second Anthony turned to bring someone else into the conversation, Andy booked it. 

There was a time Andy would have felt bad about that, but as it was, he could only feel tired relief as he made it past a gauntlet of elevators and into the locker rooms. It was his only safe haven as the night shift workers had already clocked in and all the day workers were long gone. Like he should have been. 

“‘Oh, Andy, I have my bachelorette party tonight! You just have to cover for me!’” Andy mocked under his breath, tugging and pulling his lab coat off of him — Why did they even use lab coats? They worked in data entry! — before tossing it into his too-small locker. “Pretty bold to have two bachelorette parties in the same month,” Andy grumbled, pulling at the tie around his neck.

A quick tug of the clip-on tie and the blue fabric soon followed his lab coat, Andy happily grabbing and squirming into his worn, familiar blue and white hoodie that already made him feel more his age of twenty-two instead of thirty-five. The next time he was given a job recommendation, he would sooner change regions. 

Throwing his satchel around his shoulders and pulling on his old black-and-blue hat he had found in a thrift shop advertising some pokemon tournament from years ago, Andy shot a glance towards the clock in the room and booked it back to the elevator. The trains — especially those of Gear Station — waited for no man. 

Thankfully he made good time through the rest of the building, stepping out of the elevator and onto the bottom floor when the reverabting bark of a Houndoom had him feeling like his heart was about to throw up, give out, or both. He knew — he knew — that the Houndoom was tamed and registered and belonged to the security guard behind the desk who was quietly hushing him, but that didn’t mean anything. 

It didn’t mean anything because as always — as always — he heard his mother’s words whispering through his mind, sharp and cold and so, so true.

Pokemon are dangerous, darling. You’ve seen how much harm they can do, haven’t you? Your friend, Mandy? She was out of school for two weeks because her Houndoom burned her… and they can do a lot worse than that. 

“Evening, Andy!” The guard called — Rupert, if Andy could remember right, which he wasn’t sure that he could. “Don’t worry about the gruff old boy here, you know how he is.” 

“Right.” Andy snapped out robotically, trying to tamp down on his shakes as the Houndoom looked at him and remember, darling, Pokemon are dangerous. You can never trust a creature that could hurt you so easily. “Have a good night.” 

Getting out into the main roads, Andy closed his eyes and took a sharp breath. The Pokemon in Nimbasa were never wild. They all belonged to trainers that could recall them and hide them away in pokeballs. Andy wasn’t in danger in a city this big. He wasn’t.

But what if a Pokemon disobeys its trainer? They warn young trainers all the time, after all, that’s why the Gym Challenge is so important. You can never trust a Pokemon, darling, not even a trained one. You should only fear them-

“Not the time,” Andy muttered forcefully, pushing the old thoughts and memories out of his head as he sped walked towards Gear Station. Every cry and scuttle of a pokemon that he heard had his heart rate ramping right back up, already on edge from something like a Houndoom barking at him. “Not. The time.”

He was getting better, as Lenora liked to point out. Andy didn’t always flinch when pokemon were near him, after all. He sometimes could handle being right beside them and not even feel his heart race! It was just… the bigger pokemon that still set him back. The dangerous pokemon. The battles… 

“Almost home,” Andy cut his thoughts off before almost shoving his glasses off his face with how hard he rubbed at his eyes. It, surprisingly, did nothing to help the headache that was forming. Damn screens. “Almost home and then I can sleep all weekend.”

Getting into Gear Station proper, and with his heart still racing more than he would have liked, Andy did his best to block out anything and everything that had to do with pokemon and battling. Considering he was in Gear Station which was home of the Battle Subway, it was harder than he would have liked. 

Still. He was nothing if not stubborn. He managed to focus on the sounds of the buskers over those of pokemon cries. He managed to keep his gaze on the ground, eyes skipping to the shoes and looking away quickly when seeing paws, claws, or tails. It was when he was passing by one of the battle cars that he resorted to burying himself in his xtrans, muttering under his breath as he flipped open the screen to the keypad and began drafting a message to Lenora. 

The woman may not have been his mother, but she sure acted like it when worrying about him. It was nicer than Andy would admit to most times. Still, a message letting her know that yes, he was on his way home and no, he had not been mugged and left for dead by Team Plasma holdouts was in order. 

Dodging the influx of people — because Gear Station, one of the biggest parts of Nimbasa City, even when it was so close to closing, was never not busy — and doing his best to avoid eye contact with any trainers or pokemon, Andy just made it onto his train before the doors were closing shut behind him.

“Cutting it close,” Andy muttered to himself, lightly rolling his neck and getting a few cracks out before collapsing onto a blessedly empty set of seats. The train car was fuller than it normally was on a Friday night heading towards Nacrene City, but all Andy cared about was that he was sitting down, his tired eyes were finally shut and resting, and the familiar overhead announcements all blurred together overhead. 

And then, of course, the pleasant greetings and reminders faded for, “And remember that the Battle Subway tracks run every day except Sunday and Wednesday! Detailed schedules for the battle cars can be found all across Gear Station or-”

Andy, deciding that when it came to pokemon and battling he did not want to think about it, dug out his headphones. He crammed them in before he even had them turned on, the sounds of the announcements already muffled.

Familiar motions had his blessed, wonderful xtrans playing his usual music set, an alarm ready to go to wake him up for when he would definitely pass out on the train like he usually did, and his emails from the Nacrene City Museum and Lenora pulled up. He was almost certain he managed to get a full two sentences in about the de-extinction program Lenora headed when unconsciousness hit. 

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Andy startled awake by choking on an interrupted snore-turned-grunt as his back hit the seats of the bench he was sitting on, one earbud falling out as he blearily looked up at the ceiling of the subway. His first thought was that it was remarkably clean for being a subway car. His second thought was that the sudden stop of the train must have meant they were at one of the stops along the route — possibly his. 

“Okay, okay, I’m up,” Andy mumbled to himself, grateful his earbud headphones were the ones with a cord that rested around his neck. He did not want to have to go digging for a lost earbud- Ah, announcements. 

“-thank you for riding on the Yellow Line with us today and welcome to Gear Station. Please remember to take all belongings, items, and pokemon with you and have a safe journey to your next destination.” 

“Yellow Line,” Andy muttered, looking around the now empty car with utter bafflement. It wasn’t like the Gear Station trains to get their announcements mixed up and wrong. They must have, though, since Andy had boarded the Orange Line. “Weird.” 

Bringing up his wrist to check the time, Andy blinked at the empty screen of his xtrans, remaining black even as he prodded at the power button and tapped the screen. His xtrans was dead. Huh. 

Standing up, Andy shifted his satchel to rest more comfortably on his shoulder as he peeked out the door and looked at the outside of the train. Instead of a long, orange line that stretched out around the entire train, it was yellow. 

Another look around showed Gear Station, the normal Agents waiting to take tickets or standing at the counter no longer there. Stepping back onto the train, Andy slowly sat down and looked to the scrolling bulletin board above the doors to the next cart. It read their location, Gear Station, and the time, 9:48pm. 

“Huh. Alright.” Okay. Things were lining up and starting to click together. Andy had not boarded the Orange Line, but rather the Yellow. With how he had been avoiding the pokemon and trainers, he must’ve mixed up his trains since they sat right next to each other at the station. 

Another glance down to his xtrans, still dead, revealed why he must have not heard his alarm or any music, now that he thought about it. His xtrans had died due to a low battery. He vaguely remembered making a mental note to charge it before he left work. He hadn’t. Hence, no alarm to wake him up when he had drifted off.

Alright. That meant he was alone at Gear Station, which sat in the second busiest city in Unova, at night. It also meant his xtrans was dead and he had no way to contact anyone and, with the late night, he was most likely stuck there until morning. He had probably already missed the last train to Nacrene City. 

That meant he was stuck. He was stuck. He felt lost. He absolutely felt overwhelmed. There were no buses that went from Nimbasa to Nacrene, especially not this late at night. He didn’t have the money for any sort of cab service or hell, even a hotel room. He doubted his workplace would let him crash there for the night. He didn’t even know anyone in Nimbasa, let alone have anyone to trust to crash at their place for the night and-

He heard the cry of a pokemon from somewhere in the station, something large and loud and almost angry-The last coherent thing Andy was really aware of was his breathing speeding up, those familiar whispers seeping into his head and you really can’t do anything right, can you, dear? If you run off on your own like that, all those pokemon are going to just gobble you right up.

[luettaluna]

Starting a little later than intended because something came up. Tonight I try out the Calamity mod for Terraria for the first time! Going in blind as a dizzy raptor

I wasn't chasing my tail...🪶

Shoosh! Live on Twitch!

[nothings-wholey]

no

dont do it

especially if youre dizzy

-🪶

i gotta.

i gotta try. at least if you have my blood and glyphs, you might stand a chance.

[three-is-a-crowd]

ARE YALL OK??

-🪶

Ugh sorta I’m hella dizzy.

Yeah you should probably rest.

MY JAW HURTS DUDE OW!

Those strings left yellow residue on your face.

FUCK. *quickly wipes the yellow off*