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agentmarcuspike · 1 year ago
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your fave is lactose intolerant: Orson Hodge (“Desperate Housewives”)
happy pride month <3
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lifblogs · 1 year ago
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Happy Disability Pride Month to
The GI issues! No one wants to talk about GI issues, but here we go! Some of them are:
Celiac Disease
Lactose Intolerance
Crohn’s Disease
Irritable Bowel Syndrome
Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease
Barrett’s Esophagus
Colon Polyps
Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome
Diverticulitis
Dumping Syndrome
Exocrine Pancreatic Insufficiency
Gastroparesis
Intestinal Pseudo-Obstruction
Microscopic Colitis
Stomach Ulcers
Ulcerative Colitis
Zollinger-Ellison Syndrome
If it seems like most of these were found on a list somewhere, you are correct, but I read up on every condition.
I invite anyone to use this post to discuss their own GI issues, and to add ones I have missed. Let’s get people talking about this! And let’s take stomach aches seriously. Many people go undiagnosed for a long time because of how abdominal pain and symptoms are brushed off. It’s important to listen to what you’re body is telling you, and to seek out help as soon as you can if it’s telling you it’s not feeling good. And going to a GI specialist can feel weird because who even wants to discuss excrement issues and vomiting? But come on, let’s do it. It’s okay to not feel well with your GI tract, and you’re not gross for it.
(A video I wanted to add to this post, but thought it would ruin the tone.)
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chaos-and-clowns · 4 months ago
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This is one of my OCs called Mouse trap! He is part of a species my friend made. I love him dearly. He's called mouse traps for a reason. It's like military nicknames. Lol.
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the-cheese · 5 months ago
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The cheese is gay every month.
The cheese will be rainbow all year round.
The cheese is better than corporations
🌈🧀🌈
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rome-theeempire · 10 months ago
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Ya know, you never notice how many of the things you eat have diary in em, until you become lactose sensitive.....now everything sucks
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catbookcat · 1 year ago
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I laughed in the face of the gods and i have no one but myself to blame
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givemebishies · 1 year ago
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Asked the Taco Bell worker to make my fiesta potatoes extra homosexual today happy pride
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frank-zhang-praetor · 4 months ago
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@repairboyy Seriously
Leo, glaring at Frank: I just don't understand why you guys keep beying friends with that guy
Leo: I mean, even if it wasn't on principle, all of us are gay
Jason: What does that have to do with anything?
Leo: He's homofobic
Jason: No he's not?
Leo: Yes, he is! I even heard him saying the other day as clear as day that he's intolerant! I mean, seriously, it's 2024
Jason: ...
Jason: Leo
Leo: What?!
Jason: He's lactose intolerant Leo. He doesn't hate gay people, he just can't eat dairy
Leo:
Leo: Oh...
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dira333 · 25 days ago
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You deserve to be cared for - MSBY Edition
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Meian is by no means a master chef, but he prides himself on being resourceful. So when he figures out that you're allergic to certain ingredients, there's never a moment where you don't have anything to eat.
He's not yet ready to admit it, but it's the way your eyes always find him, trusting that he'll have you covered. The way your eyes light up when you get your very own piece of cake or whatever snack he's prepared for today's team-building exercise.
He still remembers well how you shrunk in on yourself that one time you had nothing to eat. He's not going to let that happen again.
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Sakusa has always been serious about hygiene. But there's a reason why he has switched all of his disinfectant gels for another brand, why his fabric softener now comes unscented.
It's the way you always step closer to him now when the team gathers, how you have no fear of resting your head on his shoulder during bus rides, or how you pull on his sleeve asking for a handkerchief instead of anyone else.
It's a small thing, really. But it's never too small for you.
Now he only needs to be brave enough to offer you his jacket the next time it gets cold.
But he'll manage, he's sure. Because it's you, after all.
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Atsumu gets a lot of shit for being selfish and egocentric. He doesn't bother correcting them. It's not worth the effort, he thinks.
Let them think what they want to think, he tells you when you ask about it. Because you know the truth.
He might not always be home on time for dinner, but he has no problem triple-checking if that new skincare is really suitable for your skin or paying extra to make sure those new earrings he got for you won't make your skin react.
He wears in your new shoes - and he looks fabulous in heels - because he would never let you get blisters if he can help it and more than once have you tested your make-up on him before trying it out on yourself.
So if the world thinks he's selfish, he'll let the world think what it wants. As long as you're cared for, safe and sound, he can be as selfish as he wants.
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Hinata often forgets that he's lactose intolerant. More than once you've had to find a nearby toilet and hunker down with a book while he suffered. But he never forgets that you can't eat gluten. And he won't let anyone forget either.
"What about cross-contamination?" Is a sentence he's said so often, Sakusa has threatened to tattoo it onto him.
He's more than willing to try the first bite of your meal - though you suspect it's not just out of concern for you, he's still very much a growing boy - to check if it's really gluten-free and even though he's got a lot to learn in the kitchen, his gluten-free soup is a delight.
And yes, he had to give up beer for you and that sucks sometimes, but he'd rather not have beer at all than to come home and not be able to kiss you. He has his priorities straight after all.
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Bokuto has become a walking encyclopedia. At least that's what he seems to be trying to achieve. Today he's listed off all kinds of fruits that are suitable for an anti-inflammatory diet and he was only wrong once.
He's not trying to mansplain it to you, he swears. He's just showing you that he cares. That although memorizing stuff sometimes comes hard to him, he wants to make sure to never forget. After all, if switching one fruit out can help you manage your symptoms better, it's all worth it in the end, right?
And he's learning still. That sometimes, it's okay to eat what you've been craving for days, even though it might hurt you a little bit. That sometimes the pain will tie you to your bed even though you've been consistent with your diet all month. That sometimes all he has to do is lay down with you and kiss you, not because he can kiss it better, but because everything is a little easier when you get to kiss him.
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for @natoreo - Requests are still open
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shouts-into-the-void · 6 months ago
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Happy pride month to:
Cancer patients with a history of arson
Former detectives with attitude problems
Goth athletes forced to wear orange
Lesbians in the survival version of American Idol
Lactose intolerant gangsters with a napoleon complex
Female manipulators with anxiety
The sole living heir to a line of psychics
Autistics from Vegas with a special interest in math
Redheads who like antagonizing the FBI
Gay models whose crush will never like them back
Former cult members
Guys with homoerotic relationships with their nemesis
Monsterfuckers who actually have fucked a literal monster
Playwrights who give their OCs trauma as a coping mechanism
School headmasters with no teaching degree
Bleach blondes with questionable relationships with the police
People on the ace spectrum
Lobotomy victims
Cannibals
Stage magicians murdered by their assistant
And also the rest of you lovely queer people :)
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alienaiver · 3 months ago
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Hello Love, I would love to request a reader with IBS with Bakugo crushing on them
hi my love !!! i hope you'll enjoy this, thank you for sending in a request! <3
warnings: none, fluff + sfw wordcount: 1.3k notes: kept the specific IBS triggers as vague as possible. we all know bakugous a big fan of organizing and planning. impressing you is no less meticulous than his entire career plan. timeskip, semi-early prohero bakugou under best jeanist's agency!
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Bakugou prides himself in his cooking, always has. So when Best Jeanist gave him his own department in the agency with various heroes, sidekicks and support under him, he decided he’d build up trust in various ways.
One of them was to cook for his colleagues weekly, gathering them for lunch in the open office at the center of his department floor, only asking them all to provide their own drinks.
It’s popular immediately, everyone gushing over the homemade food by a rising hero like Dynamight. He takes the praise in stride and it motivates him to surpass his own dishes every week. There’s only one issue.
You don’t eat any of it.
It’s not like you choose to be anti-social when this particular lunch break rolls around. You just always bring your own bento box, even if he keeps insisting it’s all free and that he always makes more than needed so that no one needs to hold back.
He makes a variety of dishes; Asian, European, even American styled foods, and whenever he goes directly to your seat to personally present the dishes, you just give him this wide smile that turns his knees into jelly before you say, “that’s so kind of you, Bakugou! Thank you.” before you stab your chopsticks into your own lunch.
It ticks him off, but mostly, it makes him deflate. Of course Bakugou’s not cooking for eight people once a week only to impress you, but it had been part of his 12-step plan to make you fall in love with him. Though he won’t ever admit that he has specific steps set in motion.
First was to get noticed by you in the agency as a whole. Then, to be promoted by Best Jeanist from newly hired sidekick to established hero, and third's to get his own secretary – which you became, because you got along so well by the water cooler. After that was to get this department. A minor step in the right direction was also to get you a new desk that had more space for your trinkets.
His current step, the food, seems to be his Achilles heel. He hadn’t even considered the possibility that you’d have the audacity to be uninterested. You’ve gotten along so well for years now, it’s strange that you don’t even want to taste. He can’t find it in himself to see it as rude, because as earlier established, you dutifully show up and socialize.
He’s in his office, boots on the desk as he contemplates his next move. His food was supposed to have given him an in into your life outside of work, inviting you home to teach you a few cooking tricks, have a nice wine and fluid conversations that’d make you laugh and weak in the knees.
And yet, here he is, dateless.
For a few weeks now he’s been taken peeks at your lunches whenever he passes your desk, but it’s not like anything specific glares at him, like a heavy gluten allergy or lactose intolerance. There’s dairy some days, he’s seen peanuts in your bento, too – and meat. Your diet really doesn’t exude vegetarianism or like you have any other food restrictions. Before weekends, he’s seen you taste the cakes that Himiko, the support secretary, brings with her. But you declined the baked goods he was given once from a rescue mission on a Tuesday. They were both the same type of cake.
Are you just incredibly picky?
He shakes his head and hides his pout in the collar of his suit; he needs to go on patrol soon. He doesn’t have time to think about this all day.
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A few more grueling weeks of grumbling and groaning over how to make you eat his food, he notices a pattern in your lunches that’s taken him a while to put together. Certain items are never in the bento, like eggs or pineapples.
The other night he ate out with his parents, and his mother loudly talked about her colleague’s stomach issues, not caring that everyone in the restaurant was turning their heads to the conversation; Masaru kept trying to douse her noise level. Not only was the topic sort of awkward when everyone around you is eating (though husband and son were no strangers to such subjects during dinner at the Bakugou household), it’d be a bother if a patron recognized Bakugou.
Of course, Mitsuki paid no heed to anyone else but her family at their table, and explained about the condition she’d just learned about. About certain food triggering reactions even if no official allergy was involved; luckily, the healthcare provided by Mitsuki and Masaru’s company covered some very expensive allergy tests, and she’d then told Mitsuki that she had been diagnosed with IBS.
After being dropped off at his own apartment, he’d sat by his computer and googled IBS, which he learned stands for irritable bowel syndrome. He sucked up all knowledge available on the internet, scientific papers and healthcare provider’s talk about certain diets, testimonials from affected people and watched tons of videos from influencers creating awareness on TikTok. If the bags under his eyes were visible at work the day after, no one commented on it.
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Now his heartbeat’s through the roof as he puts out the food like usual on the center table, everyone gathering and complimenting him on the smell. His hands are sweaty; more so than normal. He keeps wiping them off on his pants, swallowing excess saliva. In the thermal bag, at the bottom, is a dish specifically made with you in mind. He wonders if you’ll hate it.
You walk in next to Himiko, laughing about a joke she made. You part when you go directly for a seat and Himiko comes up to the make-shift buffet, patting his back in praise.
While everyone is busy filling their plates, Bakugou grabs the last bento box and goes straight to you. He puts it on top of the bento you’re just about to open, “here.”
You freeze for a second, eyes locked on the box. Then you smile up at Bakugou, “that’s so sweet Bakugou, but I brought my own food.”
He almost rolls his eyes before he squats down to lean his arms and head on the table and look up at your eyes. Gently, he says, “it should be safe.”
He hopes his voice doesn't sound as raw as it feels.
The comment takes you back as your eyes are locked onto his. He searches them, drowning in the richness of the color. It’s like he’s at the deep-end of the pool, entranced by a spell, only able to keep himself floating. You raise your brow, “safe?”
He turns away from you with a pout, “I often put pineapple in my curry. And eggs in my bibimbap. This is curry without all the things I’ve noticed you avoid.”
Your eyes travel between the lunch and him, comically back and forth like a cartoon character. “That you’ve noticed I avoid?”
Bakugou blushes; shit. He’d really hoped you wouldn’t catch on to that part. He hides his face in the arms that’s resting on the table edge. “Yeah,” he mutters out, muffled by his hidden face. The silence stretches out, and he’s holding his breath.
After what feels like entirely too long, you let out a small laugh and he hears the lid clicking open. You inhale deeply, and let out a satisfied sigh, “this looks delicious, Bakugou. Did you make it all for me?”
He lifts his head, his eyes still locked to the side. His ears are burning, “mhm,” he nods. You almost coo at him, as you pick up your chopsticks, “this is very kind of you.”
Neither of you notices your colleagues standing around you, various expressions of awe and admiration. You’ve both been the office gossip for some months now.
Bakugou looks at you as soon as you’ve taken the first bite, determined to see your reaction through his embarrassment. Through your chewing you can’t help but smile, stars emerging glittering and shimmering in your eyes as you reach a hand to your cheek, “Bakugou, this is amazing!” you say, taking another mouthful as fast as possible. He loves the way his name sounds when it comes out from your lips; you use it so often it makes him dizzy.
“Can you teach me how to make this? Please?”
Step six completed.
He smirks, “sure. It’s a date.”
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delusional-fantasising · 2 months ago
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Kai Anderson headcannons (Random stuff on the top of my mind)
Sfw
- Got a pet dog for therapy reasons after his parents died
- Stuck a few marbles in his nose as a kid
- I wholeheartingly believe that Kai has detached himself from reality completely like a disconnected
- He hated when he shaved his hair and regretted it
-He internally folds when someone or anyone cooks for him because he can't cook for the life of him. Like it's either burnt af or undercooked
- He owns way too many books about cults and I feel like he craved it as a intrusive thought but went through with it after his parent's death
- Major lactose intolerant like he blows up the toilet like the fourth of July if he forgets to take Lactaid pills and he eats just like a sliver of cheese
- Despite being lactose intolerant he eats a shit ton of dairy
- He doesn't like labels because all his life of the torment of his father calling him names causing him to resent the name calling if its direct towards him
- He found out he liked men by accident when he was in his early years in the military when he saw one of his close comrades in the communal showers
Nsfw
- Has no issues jerking off in front of anyone and everyone, takes pride in it as well if someone watches. I just think he likes to be watched and doted over
- Refuses to allow anyone to stick anything near his ass
- When he's super angry it translates into his sex drive and pace, like its vicious hate sex unless he's jealous and will make sure no one can think of anyone besides him
- Likes getting sharpies and writing shit on people's body when he's pissed as a way to mark them without actually afflicting pain or doing something physical
- Secretly wants to be a bottom but he thinks that if he does he isn't in charge at all and he hates that thought of that
- Also has a fantasy when he became president he would want to get a blow job in the center of the Pentagon specifically. Doesn't know who to do it with but wants that to happen so badly
- He wants to try a certain type of swing once in his lifetime
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wwrenwrites · 1 year ago
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You know what would have been funny.
Jason Todd being lactose intolerant.
Like no one would actually expect this big-ass more than 6 foot of a man.
One of the best fighters in his family and the vigilante community. A big eater, a decent sweet tooth and is actually pretty good with spice. But has a fucking weakness for anything dairy.
Would say ‘fuck it’ if it comes to good ice-cream or gelato. But any good cheese in pasta?
Pain in the fucking ass.
Still good if it weren’t for the awaiting sleepover in his beloved bathroom. Which is absolutely hilarious cause it is only you who would figure it out when you notice the pattern of him being in the toilet for 20 minutes.
And him refusing to acknowledge it like you’re telling him he can’t indulge eating a greasy-ass 4 cheese pizza anymore? nor his go-to mac and cheese recipe he perfected with a good ole take-away of Wing Stop???
This would go on for months. No. Forever.
Till he dies again.
Completely convincing himself and you that it is just some stupid worm.
And that’s also a very Jason thing.
He would continually be stubborn and ignore the little lactose pills that would solve all his problems.
Cause he has pride.
A reputation, he says.
He’s a fucking ‘big boy’ he says.
Hell, his family doesn’t even know about it.
Not even Alfred.
So every-time there would be a family dinner in the manor. And the one time it’s Italian cuisine theme. Homemade pasta and different variations of salad. A big plate of fried calamari and special whole roasted chicken. Red sauce, white sauce, oil-base sauce. With complete sides and extra condiments, meaning plates of sliced cheese and shredded.
The fucking variety knowing Alfred.
And then there’s you, encouraging Alfred to add as much parmesan as he wants since you said “Jason loves it the most with that kind of generous amount.”
You knew he was glaring at you, even ignoring him when he pinches your ass. He scoffed at his other siblings who whined on him hoarding all the cheese.
Mind you it was good quality cheese. Imported from Europe, Alfred said. And you even told Jason, cheese from Europe won’t make you shit. You smiled with love to the side-eyeing handsome man; eating his share of plate clean.
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pjoxreader · 2 years ago
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PJO Characters Favorite Place For a Date
Leo Valdez
-Anywhere, literally take him anywhere other than the forges and he’s happy. He’d get too distracted if you did go to the forges.
-But if he had to pick somewhere it’d be the Argo ll, he spent so much blood, sweat and tears on it that it’s his pride and joy.
-It’d be just the two of you looking up at the stars enjoying the night sky, talking about how your days went.
-He’ll try to be smooth and put an arm around you but you end up flustering him by contently cuddling right up into him.
-You can’t really help it, he’s like a warm heater and seeing him go bright red was also very cute.
-He may have to pat out a few flames with an embarrassed apology. 
Frank Zhang
-New Rome, it’s somewhere he’s familiar with and knows that it’s safe so he doesn’t have to worry.
-It’d just be the two of you enjoying a walk, seeing the different sights and enjoying the moment.
-Once the sun starts to set you’ll both get a hot coco to keep warm. He wishes this moment could last a lifetime. Even with you teasing him about his lactose intolerance.
-Maybe one day you’ll both be able to grow old here and enjoy a peaceful life.
-The thought makes him blush bright red, trying to hide it in his hot coco heat.
-You of course notice and can’t help but tease the big guy. 
Percy Jackson
-Being home with his mother, he’s always been big on family and it’s very important to him that the two of you get along.
-Which you do, swimmingly of course. You don’t mind going to visit Sally, in fact you look forward to it.
-Don’t let the food coloring throw you off, her cooking is amazing and she’s always so kind to you.
-It’s like she’s your mom as well, of course you don’t know if Percy was ready to take that step yet, but you felt at home already.
-Sally would even give the two of you some space, letting you both cuddle up together and watch a movie after dinner.
-Sure this may be the thirtieth time you’ve seen the little mermaid, but you wouldn’t change it for the world. 
Annabeth Chase
-Camp Jupiter, she loves to take in all the architecture work. 
-She could easily talk for hours on end about all the different structures, honestly you have no idea what she’s talking about most of the time but you’re just happy to be there with her.
-You do have to admit some of the buildings are impressive to even you though.
-You love to listen to her ramble excitedly seeing her get so focused on her passion was amazing.
-You’d both get some hot coco when the sun starts to set and much to Annabeth's disappointment have to head home. 
-She promises you’ll be able to pick the next date but you couldn’t imagine a better date.
Hazel Levesque
-She loves to visit the Camp Half-Blood stables, she hardly ever gets to see Reyna’s pegasus at Camp Jupiter so coming to care for them here is relaxing.
-Sure it might not be a normal date, willingly offering the two of your’s time to well, caring for pegasi but seeing Hazel so content and relaxed while she worked was worth it.
-Sometimes you wish you could talk to horses to help with your skill, because you really weren’t the best.
-You had tried to show Hazel how you got a saddle attached all by yourself but as you made your way onto it the pegasi the horse darted and off came the saddle and you.
-Thankfully, you had landed in the mud and just cleaned the stable but you couldn’t help the groan of embarrassment.
-She did give you a little kiss on the cheek, after laughing at you of course but you considered it a win in your book.
Jason Grace
-The climbing wall in Camp Half-Blood
-He found it a good challenge and not only that he got to keep up his training while being with you.
-You two would have plenty of competitions to see who could scale it the fastest. 
-You would never admit it to Jason but you did plenty of training in your down time to try and beat him.
-You were competitive ok? Plus seeing his proud grin seeing you scale that wall like a monkey was like a drug.
-You found your inspiration for training that’s for sure. 
Piper Mclean
-The two of you would just enjoy a nice summer evening, picking strawberries in the field of Camp Half-Blood.
-The sun setting leaves you both in a perfect glow, you both enjoying the warm air.
-You know Piper was a daughter of Aphrodite but she had a natural beauty to her that made your heart throb.
-She catches you staring and laughs seeing how you get all flustered. 
-She’ll take your hand gently to reassure you, as you glance back you can see her lean in.
-Stealing your courage you lean in as well, enjoying your kiss as the sun sets.
~Masterlist & Rules~
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the-cheese · 5 months ago
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I love me some meat
✨happy pride🧀
Tell your local gay cheese you love them this month
Unless you’re a gay cheese too
Then
🫵👁️👁️
🧀🫴
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alaskan-wallflower · 5 months ago
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I saw your post about Soda feeling really down and self conscious if he eats too much and gets bloated because he takes pride in his appearance sm. It made me think of the like widely accepted headcanon (is it canon?) that Soda’s lactose intolerant and it made me think about him accidentally eating something he shouldn’t and he gets bloated and it’s sad because it’s not even his fault but it would make him feel so down on top of his stomach being upset :/ poor thing can’t catch a break when it comes to that. I feel like Pony and Darry would try to comfort him a lot if they knew about this though
this is a really cute scenario ngl- maybe his friends invite him to gf some ice cream or something and he doesn’t wanna be rude so he sticks it up but when he gets home he boles himself in his room with his flannel tied around his stomach. Pony and Darry figure it out but he doesn’t talk to them but his stomach really gives him away, also the fact he can’t stop hiccuping and burping (lowkey kinning him rn because this happens to me) and they eventually figure it out and he’s just upset. Pony can relate somewhat because he has an anxious tummy and it makes school nearly unbearable because of how vocal his stomach can be-idk if Darry would be able to relate though but he still does his best. They all cuddle him though and he’s happy in the end
if someone wants to make this into a fic or has their own scenario i’d love to hear!
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