#pepto

[somegaymernerd]

creechurs!

(piepoe belongs to @awakenthebeing)

[kittenhawkk]

Me with a tummy ache.

Pepto coming in to save me.

[gummi-stims]

🧻🚽🩷Pep-gloss🩷🚽🧻

From cornwithslime.com's weird scents collection!

[samthesoupman]

HOT TO GO but it’s the pesto bismol jingle

[asktheartpone]

Two girls just chatting it up in the fall. :)

A commission from @peptobismolpone on Twitter. ^^

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[juanbilly]

Pepsin Bismol

Fake Goods 2023

[obsessionnostalgia]

forgot that i spend literal stressed out years with a bottle of pepto on my desk that i would drink from before heading to class

thanks to The Bear, got to have a satisfying flashback of the perpetual tummy ache years

[just-a-little-bit-of-sugar]

Holy trinity

[redlumasarts]

Pepto found a bee!

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[somegaymernerd]

I have been drawing A Lot lately lmao

[shushmal]

Eddie sits and watches Steve’s kitchen clock slowly count closer and closer to their movie time—closer, then past. It’s 30 minutes gone from showtime when he hears the bathroom door upstairs close and shut, and Steve’s bedroom door quietly doing the same.

Wincing, Eddie counts down slowly from 100, lets Steve wallow for a bit, before he gets down from his stool to head up.

“Hey,” Eddie murmurs, sitting beside the lump under Steve’s blankets. The lump does not reply. “Baby, you okay?”

“No,” it whines, and Eddie’s glad Steve has shoved his head under his pillow because Eddie can’t help cracking a smile. “I’m dying, and I’m a shitty boyfriend, and you’re going to dump me.”

Eddie scoffs. “The day I dump you is the day you send me to the funny farm,” he says, mock serious. “You do shit a lot though, babydoll.”

Steve whines louder. “It’s not fair! You eat expired hotdogs! Raw! Straight from the fridge!!”

“Guts of steel, Stevie! Your upper middle class suburban tummy would shrivel and die in the face of things I’ve eaten.”

“It’s shriveled and died already, thanks.”

Eddie laughs, and rubs his hand along Steve’s arm. He knows better than touching him anywhere else when Steve’s stomach is upset. But the fact that he’s in bed, under the covers, must mean the worst is over.

“You want me to get you anything?”

“New organs and a surgeon to put them in.”

“I was thinking more like water? Toast? Pepto?”

“A quick and painless death?”

“I’m afraid I can only offer you kisses and cuddles when you feel up for it. And the aforementioned consumable items.”

Steve’s head comes out from under the pillow and he squints at Eddie. His hair is standing up in wild spikes, and Eddie chews his lip to keep himself from laughing.

“Who the fuck says shit like aforementioned, you absolute dork.”

“You love me,” Eddie says, grinning.

Wrinkling his nose, Steve sighs, flopping back down on the bed. “I guess,” he admits, looking up at Eddie through his lashes with a little, miserable smile, and taking Eddie’s breath away. Even when he’s miserable and whiny, Steve remains the prettiest person Eddie’s ever had the luck to lay eyes on. “I guess I’ll take a water. And a kiss, if it’s not too much trouble.”

Eddie grins, leaning down. “Anything for you, princess.”

[beezii]

raven team leader fortnite because I have no self control

[catmask]

#playing #splashing #frolicking

[juanbilly]

Alien label

WIP pixel-art label for 3D series "Fake Goods"

[grundoonmgnx]

Leah Gardner, Romanticize Your Life, 2022

[bocchidaily]

Day 60: Melted Bocchi is being frozen back into shape