#sbd on crack
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Note
imagine being fyodor’s and dazai’s prison guard🫠 like bringing them food or smth like that. the tension!! the banter😩
😌💪💀💀Ahh yes it would be classic family drama show. BUT LIKE
Fyodor: ASHJDF2443221DDSF
Dazai: DSFHSDJI2343
Y/N: What the fuc-
========
Fyodor: pass me the salt *Dazai throws salt*
Dazai: Pass me the egg *Fyodor throws egg*
Y/N: What the fuc-
========
Dazai: Y/NNNN AM BOREDDDD
Fyodor: So am I
Y/N: I am not
Dazai: SDJF 32 AJ23K
Fyodor: YOU LIL SHI-
Y/N: 😃
====
Fyodor:😃👉🚪🙌✍️ 💅🐁 🐀
Dazai: 👉🙄👈 😡✌️ 🤞🕵️🐈
Y/N: How do you even talk in emojis?
Dazai and Fyodor: 🤷💁
=====
For all I know is that the talks wouldn't be pg.
---
Dazai: Y/N you look great in those clothes
Fyodor: Agreed but you would look better in
Y/N: 🤨
Dazai and Fyodor: Prision clothes *dazai fingerguns*
Y/N: I dont get paid enough for this
===
But if you find these mf attractive oh lord
imagination THAT IS YOUR CREATION🖐️😔💪💀
All i know is that all three of you need therapy🏃🚶👹
#bungou stray dogs#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bungou sd#bsd dazai#bsd headcanons#bsd x reader#dazai#imagine being fyodor’s and dazai’s prison guard#sbd's asks#sbd's cool anon duo#sbd on crack#dazai x reader#fyodor x reader#dazai x reader x fyodor#reader as prison gaurd
512 notes
·
View notes
Text
Honestly at this point I'm just playing with all the Kyrian like dolls
#Playing though Bastion abd hsving ti remind myself not to think too hard about SL lore#The Kyrian do have a bad habit of just saying things as facts that make no sence#like Kalisthene shrugging off mawsworn kyrian like idk maybe they got arbitered to super hell#like girl these are acended Kyrian hiw do they end up in super hell do you have corporate soul tests sbd James from yhe collectors did#crack on the job and is going to super hell?? abd how often does this happen for you to give thst as a reason#like i genuinely just choose to belive she thinks Kleia is like 5 and just gsve her the dumbest reason bc thid is a grown up topic#Fysh Talks
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Eprocto thoughts abt spooky creatures (。・//ε//・。)
Tw: Dub/con, Necrophilia ?(Cuz... Zombies)
Zombie 🧟
Literally unable to control their bowels, being dead you don't have the most control over your body...
That sloppy loose spinchter would absolutely collect air, causing constant windy farts, and even though they function as on-command farts the smell would still be HORRID from simply passing through zombie cheeks.
Skin is probably rotting which is gross HOWEVER... It'd be extra soft and elastic, you could knead it like dough, maybe help work some of that trapped air out??
Maybe they're sentient but still hungry?? Maybe you're a zombie lover and collect piles of rotting meat from the dumpsters behind grocery stores to take to your zombie pal?? Maybe they over indulge and lie down with a huge bulging gut that stretches way beyond living limits??? Maybe bubbly farts slip out of their ass as they groan and pant??? Maybe all the blood from that red meat sends them into a burping fit???
Werewolf 🌕
I think we can all agree werewolf diets are GNARLY, if not for being their soulmate/Luna/omega (and so on and so forth), they'd probably eat YOU if given the chance. Expect your freezer to be emptied out obviously, but also your refrigerator and cabinets. Raw meat, deli meat and nut bars will start to go missing, but soon it will be sauce bottles, leftovers with freezer burn, jars of olives and all kinds of pickled foods. Their breath will quickly smell like vomit if you don't own a werewolf proof kiddie gate.
Although they have stomachs of steel and likely wouldn't experience stomach troubles or bloating, you'll quickly become witness to the nastiest farts ever released into the atmosphere. They'd range from loud and quick duck quacks to long rumbling motor engine farts. The smell might not compare to rotting meat levels but werewolf stench will NEVER leave you, it will singe your nose hairs, coat your walls, sink into your fabrics, even soak into leather, like a skunk gone wrong.
Even if they're in their human form that ass is still going to be COVERED in hair, no matter the age, gender, sex, whatever, what's a wereWOLF without its fur? And how willing are you to spend hours helping a gassy werewolf wash the jungle in-between their fat cheeks?
If you're in its pack or are at least a candidate to join you HAVE to be scented, can't walk around like you're just anyone's human! Maybe it's a thrilling loving process where your werewolf lover sits on your naked form and carefully pushes fart after fart onto each and every body part of yours. Or maybe it's a secretive process from a werewolf that hasn't revealed itself yet, helping with the laundry just to rub your clothing against their crack, working up a sweat so they can drain the sweat drops into your body spray, shampoo and lotion. Taking a nap with your toothbrush between their ass so each bristle will be stained with their scent...
Vampires 🦇
Farts are quiet and SBDs are frequent but not mandatory, usually their gas releases in sort of a hum that vibrates whatever they're sitting on or laying against. Perhaps they have a form of fart echolocation, maybe you've planned a surprise party for a vampire as they got bored of birthdays after their 121st, and instead of reaching for the light switch they just begin to let out bubbly farts as they move around their home.
If you offer your neck to a vampire you better be aware of your diet, if the vampires lactose intolerant you better watch your dairy, if they're sensitive to raw vegetables you'd better cook yours thoroughly, and for the love of anything don't give a vegan vampire your meat eater blood, unless of course you'd like to see them grasp at their stomach and groan, releasing uncharacteristically loud farts and moaning shamelessly...
Suppose this is a vampire that's taken a liking to you, naturally you'll begin to bond with them and it'd intensify after each bite, but the thing is, there isn't exactly a limit to human devotion. One day a vampire could be nothing but someone you cross on the street who makes your heart flutter with no memory of what occurred the night before, and a year later that vampire could be your beloved owner that only speaks to you in commands, whenever they need a chair you're bending over before they can finish their sentence, and when the smell of their own gas begins to bother them how could you not dive between their cheeks and smell it?
#eprocto#pumpkinz#eructo#eproctophilia#fart kink#male farts#female farts#gender neutral#gender neutral farts#uh#hairy#tw necrophillia#zombie k!nk#do you have to censor that...#finally living up to my username GEE WIZZ#definitely gonna add on to this later with other creatures!!!!
54 notes
·
View notes
Text
The Little Men’s Toilet Slave Part 2
And with that he turned around and I got to see the most magnificent ass. It was big and round, muscular with a nice layer of fat and hairy as fuck! I’ve never seen an ass so hairy before! This is the type of ass that I ordinarily would have wanted to bury my face deep in and rim for hours but given what I knew was about to happen I wanted to throw up! This was made worse by the fact that when he bent over teasingly, I was assaulted by a smell akin to hot sewage mixed with garlic and there were stains and dingleberries all throughout his filthy forest of a crack. As he backed up to my face he reached back and further spread his cheeks allowing me to see his hole underneath a thick ring of fur and his hole opened and pushed out, releasing a nasty sbd before slamming his hole down on my nose. Fssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh “Ah, I need to get rid of some more gas before I open the flood gates or else I’ll drown our new toilet bitch and then he’ll be no use to anyone! Let me see the footage we’ve shot so far while I relieve myself!” he said rubbing his aching, bloated stomach. He sat there farting away with his filthy hair hole sucking my nose in and constantly dripping a sample of the sludge that was about to fill my mouth into my nostrils. It was getting harder with each fart for him not shit all over me. I could tell, but he wanted to drag this out as long as possible and to be quite frank I was in no hurry to get to the main even myself. Finally after half an hour he slowly stood up and groaned “Open your mouth toilet! It’s time! I really can’t hold it anymore! If I smell or spill any of this I swear to God I’m gonna vomit all over your cute face and i don’t want that so after I make you swallow I’ll let Josh (the hot asf blond guy from earlier) and his boys stomp the fuck out of you! This can go easy or it can be extremely painful! Your choice!” He gently patted my stomach and started to sit back down. I reluctantly opened my mouth and watched in horror as before he was even seated his hole seemed to spasm and out pushed the biggest pile of slop I’ve ever seen! It was soft, lumpy shit, not quite liquid, but definitely nowhere near solid and it stunk like rotten eggs that had been left under the burning sun for days! It quickly filled my mouth and with much effort Kyle managed to pull his hairy hole shut. “Hurry up and swallow that! There’s so much more inside me and I will let it out all over your face if I have to! Don’t chew, just swallow! You can savor my shit another time! I’m in too much pain right now!” I struggled to swallow, my throat burning and closing, gagging and trying not explosively throw up the toxic waste that was in my mouth and nostrils and felt like it was penetrating every part of my being. He slapped my stomach and said “Round 2! Here it comes in 5 seconds and remember what happens if it doesn’t end up in your mouth!” I hurriedly swallowed and opened my mouth right as the next blast came bursting out. This continued for 6 mouthfuls over the course of the next 40 minutes with many wet farts in between each torrent of loose, sludgy shit. Finally he exclaimed “Damn that felt great to let out! I can’t believe how much better I feel! You can’t imagine how much pain I was in! Now lick me clean!” as I sat there and thought to myself, You were in pain? What about me you piece of shit! You narcissistic asshole! What the hell is wrong with you? But I knew better than to say any of that so I just lay there licking his entire crack clean in silence before moving to his disgusting hole. He smiled down at me and affectionately rubbed my very full, very bloated belly. “I think you deserve a reward for being such a good helper! I can’t wait to give it to you later! I think you’ll like it! In the meantime I gotta get back to filming! Anyone else need a bathroom break with the new toilet?” Of course there stood Josh with an evil smirk on his face. Here we go again! (To Be Continued)
174 notes
·
View notes
Text

Cole’s Cavern
You were walking down the hall, on your way out of school when Cole stops you in the hallway. He was a popular dude in the wrestling team who won almost every match.
“I’ll give you $20 if you beat me in a match” He says cockily. “What if I lose?” You reply. “Then you lose. You don’t owe me a dime.” He winks at you and it’s hard not to accept his offer. You needed some money and worst case scenario you lose a wrestling match.
You follow Cole into the school’s gym and set down your backpack. You walk over to the wrestling mat setup in the middle and start to stretch
Cole is on the other side, already in position to start. You finish your stretches and also get into position. It’s a little awkward since Cole’s wearing his singlet while you’re just in some casual clothes
“Ready?” He asks you. You nod your head and he starts to count down.
3
2
1
Go!
Cole runs at you and immediately pushes you to the ground. He smiles as he holds you down for a couple seconds, then declares his victory. You couldn’t even put up a fight, he’s much stronger and faster than you.
“Alright, time for your side of the bet.” He starts to chuckle as he rearranges so that he’s stomach down kn the mat, and grabs your head with his thighs. You’re confused and try to escape, but he has you tight
“And for the fun part.” He laugh as he starts to unzip his singlet, revealing his nasty, sweaty butt. You try even harder to escape, but it’s useless.
Cole starts to lower your head into his crack slowly. The smell starts to hit you and you gag slightly. Cole just chuckles as your face gets closer and closer. Soon, the tip of your nose is touching his cheeks
Suddenly, he slams your face deep into his ass and laughs as he twists his hips left to right, sinking your nose even deeper. “How’s it smell? But it’s great since I haven’t showered since the last tournament.” You start to cough at his raw smell alone
“Just wait little dude, it’s gonna get a whole lot worse.” He chuckles and you can heart his stomach start to rumble. He twists your head as deep as it can go into his ass, and then-
BRRRRRRPPPPPPOO
He sighs in relief as he crushes your head with his legs. The smell is absolutely horrible and you immediately start to gag. You push back against him, but his legs hold you in place. It starts to get hotter in his crack “Oh no buddy, you’re not leaving here for a while.”
FFFFRRRRRTTTTT
Another fart hits you straight in the face. You feel your eyes start to water and you don’t know how much longer you can last. You start to claw at his chest, but he uses his hands to hold your arms down. “Double trouble for trying to escape bro.”
BBBBBRRRRRTTTTT
FFFRRRRRRPPPP
You start to get light headed from the fumes, and your mind starts racing. You try to figure a way out, but get distracted when a smell starts to hit your nose. It’s worse than anything from today and you realize he’s releasing a long SBD up your nose. You struggle to keep your eyes open until- “Lick my hole or it’s gonna get a lot worse” You’re shocked by his words and refuse. “You asked for it bro.”
BBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTPPPPPPPP
A powerful fart vibrates the tip of your nose, and you think it lasts 20 seconds. You refuse to stick your tongue out and he starts to countdown. “Come on bro, you’re not gonna like what’s next if you don’t. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1… Alright man, your funeral.”
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTT
A minute long fart comes from his ass and straight into your nose. You start to pass out halfway through but he continues. He keeps you in his cavern for a couple minutes, letting go of his gas. He groans and uses his hands to shake your head in his ass. He sighs as he stands up and takes off his singlet, stuffing it in your mouth. He chuckles as he takes a picture on your phone. He leaves you a text
“Meet me here every Friday until you win a match. Or else..”
You dread going to school for the rest of the year
181 notes
·
View notes
Note
would you ever be interested in having an ex-husband!jk and ex-wife oc from exes to lovers again? like they divorced for some reason, they're on good terms for the kid/s but they both still love each other and when jk returns the kids one night and they insist he stays until they sleep, jk and oc reminisce and things happen after the kids sleep? and it just continues until they both realise their feelings or maybe she winds up pregnant by him again for drama purposes idk ✨️
okay messy story come thruuuuu i see you lmao, jkjk but im highly interested in this, i haven’t really ever delved deep into a trope like exes to lovers given that my sbd au is simply a crack au more than anything lol bUT this captures my attention a lot. i can imagine jk and oc having really soft spots for eachother and their kids are like “can you guys just get back together already????” cute cute!
51 notes
·
View notes
Note
Ahhh I have to ask another that last Drabble was so good! For kiss roulette can you do number 38 please for fivesoka 👀💕
Thanks for another request! I hope you enjoy! 💙
Also posted on Ao3 here.
—
Prompt 38: A kiss while one party is carried
Fives’ heart pounded in his ears as he sprinted across the battlefield.
He’d been so focused on his own section of the firefight that, even though he’d taken note when the Jedi had engaged General Grievous, that piece of information had fallen to the back of his mind as he focused on the battle droids around him.
He’d been crouched with Tup behind the cover of a broken slab of concrete, when the flashing of green and blue lightsabers caught his eye. In the heartbeat that he glanced towards the Jedi, he caught the moment when Grievous struck and Ahsoka fell.
Fives felt as though his breath had been knocked from his lungs and his body subconsciously transitioned into autopilot. There was no longer time for precautions. Six SBDs remained in front of him and the ARC trooper swiftly dispatched them with six precise shots of his DC-17s.
Then he took off across the battlefield, his vision tunneling on the location where he’d last seen Ahsoka. Fives barely noticed the enemies that attempted to block him. He jumped, twisted, and discharged his blasters, disabling the oncoming droids without even thinking about it.
Finally, he made it to the open area where he’d last seen the Jedi. Grievous was long gone, as were Skywalker and Kenobi. Fives activated his rangefinder and frantically swept the clearing. There.
His breath finally returned when he spotted a figure behind a pile of rubble that matched the commander’s size. He’d found her, but that didn’t mean she was alright. He charged across the open area, not even bothering to check that there were no other enemies nearby.
Fives rounded the rubble pile and his heart leapt into his throat. Ahsoka was lying on her back, unconscious. A cauterized gash stretched across her right thigh and several cuts streaked her face.
Throwing off his helmet, Fives dropped to his knees beside her.
“Commander!” he gasped.
When she didn’t respond, he pressed two fingers to the pulse point on her neck and exhaled with relief when he felt her heartbeat.
The air around him had gone still, and Fives realized that the battle must have ended or at least paused for now. A quick glance over his shoulder confirmed as such when he saw that his brothers had emerged from their cover and he could no longer spot any standing battle droids.
“Kix, get over here!” he shouted, as soon as he spotted the medic, not even bothering to use their comm channel.
Without waiting to see if Kix heard him, he turned back to Ahsoka, who still lay unconscious in front of him. Carefully, he lifted her into his lap, cradling her upper body with one of his arms. His heart clenched when she still didn’t stir.
“Commander, wake up.” He felt his voice threatening to crack as he spoke. “Ahsoka, please.”
Suddenly her blue eyes flew open and she nearly jumped out of his arms, but he held her where she was. Her eyes darted rapidly around her, trying to determine what had happened. Then her gaze found Fives’ and she seemed to deflate; she likely would have fallen over, if she weren’t being held up by his embrace.
“Fives?” she asked weakly. “What happened?”
“Grievous got you,” he told her. Then he released a ragged breath. “You di’kut, Ahsoka, you need to be more careful,” he tried to scold, but he couldn’t control the shaking in his voice.
“Says the ARC trooper running around a battlefield without a helmet on,” she countered. She reached up to brush the backs of her knuckles against his cheek, sending shivers through him under his armor.
“Commander, are you alright?” Kix’s approach saved Fives from having to respond.
“I’m fine, Kix,” Ahsoka responded calmly, her voice now having regained some of its usual strength.
“That’s good to hear.” The tension in the medic’s shoulders seemed to ease slightly at her reassurance. “Will you be alright until we make it back to base?”
“Of course. Thank you, Kix.”
“Yes, sir. I can send someone over to help you walk back-”
“No, I got it,” Fives interrupted.
“If you say so, Fives.” The medic raised his hands as if in surrender, then turned to continue cataloging the company’s casualties.
“Can you help me up, so I can walk?” Ahsoka asked, glancing up at Fives.
He flashed her a half-smile. “Nope.”
He grabbed his helmet from where it had fallen beside him and clipped it to his left hip. Then, keeping one arm around Ahsoka’s shoulders and hooking the other under her knees, he stood, lifting her with him. He’d never carried her before, but he wasn’t at all surprised at how light she was.
“I was being careful, you know,” she muttered, as he began walking.
Fives couldn’t help but chuckle. “And not at all reckless?”
“Well…”
He laughed again when she hesitated and scrunched her nose.
Then he sighed. “Just try not to get hurt next time. Please?”
She looked up at him and something flashed across her blue eyes, though he wasn’t certain what it was.
“Fine,” she agreed, after a moment. “Only for you.”
“I’ll take it.”
An unfamiliar warmth swelled in his chest and he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. She sighed and leaned her head against his chest, and he held her a little tighter as he carried her the rest of the way back to their base.
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
He itched his scratch on his head. The one on top of the body and not his penis. He’s contemplating if nipple rings that look like door knockers; do you have to knock the knockers to come inside. Suddenly, she appears with legs like a giraffe with three knee caps. The essence of beauty exudes from her like a Hershey kiss plopping out of the machine.
“Henry” she said sultry, like she swallowed Bea Arthur’s voice. “What are you thinking?” He replies “titty knockers” in the most intrusive panic voice. “Never you mind, Froggy. Let’s sex.”
He peels his clothes off like a banana. She peels her clothes off like a grape. The fruit of the loom commercial invaded their thoughts for they are the fruit of the loom commercial but still sexed. The clapping of cheeks. The thrusts of boobs. The fruit hat that froggy was wearing. The SBD queef that punctured through the air. All was right in the world.
However, from the depths of the place that has no importance, came a loud crack of thunderous flatulence. Behold there can be only one queefer in the night; the father, mother, and the mohel. Cleoclappa and the flaps of terror.
Cleoclappa is The Clap.
Henry and Froggy finished doing the sex 5 times grunting like tennis players without the rackets. He pulls out his man meat hammer and runs in a circle to get the rest of the zoomies out from intercourse energy. She lays there pleasured and full of milk. Suddenly, Cleoclappa flaps in from place on unimportance. She proceeds to flap clap both Henry and Froggy with her roast beef sandwich. That was not an Arby’s special.
“You have been clapped™️!” She thunderously roared with a thousand voices of Gilbert Godfrey. Her voice is low and scratchy from all the menthol cigarettes.
Fin
0 notes
Note
DAMN </3
Okay uhh how about 3 for Akito :3c
3. Any appearance headcanons (piercings, hair, style, skintone, etc.)!
OKAY so pretty sure this man wakes up at the ass crack of dawn so he definitely has eyebags...
Ik he already has piercings but I'm thinking more of like his card from uhhh burn my soul
I think the green highlights from his sbd card look real good so I like to imagine he actually has it... OH and his fes card where the roots are darker looks good too I like to imagine his hair is originally brown like Ena's but he dyes it to look hip idk
Also they make him like paper white there's no way this man who's out like all day long doesn't have a tan come on now
1 note
·
View note
Text
Not sure if this got passed around on here already - but found some "remastered" tracks from DVDA in 2000. This is the first time I've been able to listen to them without it sounding like it was recorded from 100 yards away lmaooo
#dvda#audio#sgt baker#what would brian boitano do#chewbacca#now you're a man#david kelley#everybody loves crack#south park#matt stone#trey parker
84 notes
·
View notes
Note
Thinking about a student s/o whose friend see her with Chuuya when he’s doing something expensive or like idk and after that they’re like "Wtf aren’t you supposed to be broke ?"
not really a request I just wanted to say it somewhere.
Honestly, thats a cool idea if you think about it. Like??? Normal student Y/N to tired to self care makes her image broke and the next moment the mean girls trio see her and her boyfriend at idk? A 5 star icecream parlour?(Trust me, where I live, Icecream parlors ARE SO EXPENSIVE) Arcade? 5 Star hotel's resturant? OR A FUN PLAY AREA LIKE TRAMPOLINE PARK? MAYBE A BAND'S CONCERT???
Like hear me out: Chuuya literally never thinks a second for making a payment for you, and it breaks him everytime when you pay for your stuff but he DOESNT stop you from doing it because He wishes you would be independent and that he respects your decision.
yk those secretive meets with an artist and there are handful of ppl in the room with the artist? Yeah think of that and:
Singer: Thank you for coming today, Let me get my guitar.
People wishpering: BLAH BLAH BLAH (its not important here anyways)
Rich girl 1: wishpers Arent that Y/N???
Rich girl 2: She is???
Rich girl 3: Y/n arent you suppose to be broke to afford this smirks
Y/N: Yeah yall dumb
Chuuya: Sorry am late
Rich girl 2: Whispering She probably takes money from her boyfriend
Rich girl 3: Ngl he's hot
Y/N: Noo worries, Brother would be here any moment
Rich girl 1: Naw She's trippin
Singer: ANyways ThIS soNG is fOR mY SibLINg Y/N
ok so i lost creativity in the scene but HEAR ME OUT an alternative scene where Y/N and Dazai and Chuuya are there and the girls make comment smthg smthg and:
Chuuya: Do they know you work part time in the mafia
Y/N: If they knew, they wouldnt be alive rn
Dazai: YK, Its not illegal to murder someone if it means as an act of defense.
THIS THOUGHT WOULD BE THE TYPICAL FANFIC HC but dazai being like a sibling to y/n>>>>
Personally I think rather then the 'older brother' aura, Dazai would be a 'Younger Brother who cant spell apple' Kind of brother and 10/10 steal Y/N from Chuuya or rather kidnap her during their date.
Hide and seek Y/N edition.
#sbd on crack#sbd chuuya asks#bungo stray dogs#bungou sd#bsd headcanons#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bsd x reader#bsd dazai#bsd chuuya#bsd crack#bungou stray dogs chuuya#chuuya nakahara#x reader#chuuya x reader
87 notes
·
View notes
Text
Kora rot teehee 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 (eprocto warning fr fr)
Kora being the designated driver for Lavenrose's tour this time, and like having to drive the group up the country for a few performances on their tour
and the entire time he's bloated and gassy, his stomach keeps making constant empty low groans that sound like a dying whale, like bro prays to god several times that the layers of clothes he has on muffle the sounds of his upset stomach
then like while he's driving everyone's fallen asleep in the van and he's the only one awake and god he's so sore and stuffed and shit I can't hold it
and he's like "fuck I cant keep doing this anymore"
so he checks that the coast is clear before cracking the windows down a few (it's cold outside), turning on the aircon and carefully carefully starts ripping ass
it begins as small soft farts that sputter out against the chair and make small bubbly noises that kora can't help but moan at because it's so fucking relieving and it feels so good and shit
he keeps shuffling around in the chair as he slowly let's go while he drives, occasionally leaning forward in the drivers seat so that his poor tummy presses up against the wheel and he rips long hissing SBD's that make him feel all warm and toasty
occasionally fanning his nose when it wafts up because his brand suddenly becomes too overwhelming and groaning in disgust (fr this kind of shit makes me 😫😫😫😫😫)
his farts becoming more bassier and almost vibrating the chair as he continues ungh 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴
Kora's so whiny and huffy as he does, panting quietly so as to not disturb the other 7 sleepy lovers in the van with him
and sometimes he has to burp, so he muffles it with a closed fist as they rumble out very loudly against his hand before he moves it back to rub his sore stomach
pressing his fingers in and around and up and down into the bloated organ as he whimpers in pain because he doesn't want to do it alone but he'd rather not wake up the others and embarass himself for the sake of getting cuddles and much needed relief
and eventually he stinks up the van with the smell of spoiled milk, rotten eggs and burnt coffee and the windows are all fogged up and he's so embarrassed but he can't stop because there's just so much to get out of his system 😫😫😫😫😫
like nerves + coffee + most of the shit they're eating on the road does not go well for Kora's tummy the poor dude
but eventually he figures out how to unfog the windows and mostly vent the van of the stinkiness from his dumb ass
meanwhile Harper's at the very back of the van probably going like
"omfg 😳😳😳😳😳"
because Kora has never been this openly bloated and gassy in front of the members and she finds it kinda cute and endearing but also not really yknow
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
Blake trying to release a long SBD and for the first 30 seconds shes fine only for a sharp loud shart to ring out for the last 30.
"Okay textbooks, computer, 20 cans of red bull and an entire vending machine's worth of snacks... I think I'm ready to get this assignment knocked out of the way." Blake said as she did a quick checklist of her belongings before she sat down at a table in the library and got to work. The sound of munching and chugging was uncommon in beacon's library as many of the students spent hours hunched over their personal computers and scrolls working on assignments the shouldn't have saved till the last minute.
Blake herself was enjoying all the snacks she had acquired her pudgy chip dust covered fingers tapped away at her keyboard as she cracked out line after line of words onto the page. The faunus could feel her belly rumble but gave it no real thought. Her gas was always quiet so she wouldn't be heard.
As the gas inside her brewed Blake found herself growing more and more uncomfortable as her swollen belly pressed against the table. "Gods I gotta fart..." Blake muttered under her breath as she quickly looked around to see if anyone had noticed her stomachs audible gurgles. Gritting her teeth and leaning forward a bit Blake was confident she wouldn't be heard but after the first few tiny barely audible toots left her bottom the shit quite later hit the fan as a loud wet sounding fart echoed throughout the library drawing everyone's attention to the source.
Too late to stop herself Blake continued to void her bowels as she grunted and farted her gas blowing her skirt back revealing the thick padding underneath had grown brown and sagged over the sides of her chair as the faunus filled the "protective underwear" her mother had sent her. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment as she knew everyone was looking at her but her ass just wouldn't give up!
Her gassy performance lasted a whole other minute before it finally settled down and Blake felt a wave of relief wash over her body followed immediately by the revolting smell of her own mess hitting her nose. "Blegh~ Um... Sorry?" Blake said cheeks glowing crimson as she looked at the rather unamused faces of her fellow classmates. Maybe she should of just went to a Cafe to do her essay....
#muse: blake#anon ask#tw: soiling#tw: diapers#kinda#more like padded undies#but you get it#slob#tw: extreme slob
28 notes
·
View notes
Text
Aromatherapy (Continuing a Story from Nifty.org)
A link to the story I'm continuing: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/aromatherapy
Part 1
I waited 10 minutes before leaving. I was shaking with anticipation. i had never been so excited in my whole life. He was already pulled around waiting in a 2018 GMC Sierra Crew Cab. "Get in. This isn't a free ride by the way. You can either give me gas money or get down there and sniff my gas. It's a 30 minute drive, maybe longer since it's about to be rush hour. Your choice". There wasn't even a question. I quickly climbed in the passenger side and laid down while he rose up and lowered his basketball shorts. He was wearing stained gray boxer briefs with a wet stain on the back and a big golden brown streak going up the crack. They smelled like a sweaty toilet seat. He quickly sat down and ground his fat ass around my face until my nose was right in the middle of his crack. He reached back, spreading his cheeks and pressing down until my nose was pushing the dirty undies into his hole and his ass enveloped my face. "Ah, that's it. Your nose feels great in my nasty hole. I'm still sweaty from that sauna and I just took the most massive shit so your nose is going to have to scratch that itch." He ground his ass on my face some more as we pulled out of the parking lot. We stopped at every red light on the way to the highway. It took 45 minutes to get to his place. I could smell the fresh shit around his hairy hole and he kept letting out the worst SBDs the whole way laughing each time and rubbing it in on my nose. Finally we got there and he pulled up his shorts and got out. I sat up and made my way out as well. The house was huge and there were 3 other vehicles in the driveway, 2 SUVs and another pickup. We made our way inside and he took me straight to the living room. "I'm hungry so I'm going to make myself something to eat. Get down on the floor with your head in that seat over there and I'll be back" pointing to the comfy chair in the corner. I quickly obeyed and was waiting quietly in the dark when suddenly this handsome young man walked in texting on his iPhone Xr. He had on only a jockstrap that was bulging. He looked to be about 25 maybe and he had a perfect amount of muscle, nice arms, legs, firm pecs, with a little bit of a chiseled but bloated belly and a nice happy trail. He launched himself ass first into the chair I had my face waiting in and oh boy was it a nice one. Nice smooth golden cheeks with a very hairy crack that smelled like a long day with several unshowered before it. Once he had sat down he quickly realized there was something under him but instead of getting up he just farted loudly and wetly. PRRRBBBBBBTTTTTT. "Ah. That felt good. I don't smell a thing. Pops must have gotten a new fart cushion. Awesome! Especially after all those burritos had for lunch. The cheese and beans is really fucking my stomach up." He sat on my face for 10 minutes letting let out several sbds and loud wet releases while rubbing his sexy belly and really ground his wet hole into my face before spreading his cheeks to let out a huge shart. SSSSSSRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTT. My nose was sprayed with hot air and speckles of shit "Whew that was nasty. Think I felt a little shit come out on that one. Pops will have a fit if I stained his favorite chair! He might even make me his fart cushion again! Definitely don't need that torture!" He shot up and turned around bending down to make sure he hadn't made a mess of the seat. While he did I got to see more of his handsome face. He had a perfect chiseled jaw, beautiful mischievous eyes, and a thin, long nose (think Daniel Croix with green eyes). I licked my lips as he finally got to inspecting me. "Nice. It all went on you huh, cutie? Well plenty more where that came from" He said with a chuckle. He let out a bubbling fart into the air and sniffed. "Damn that's ripe. Why don't you open that pretty mouth for me this time just to be safe. I'll try not to take a dump in it". I shuddered at the thought as I'm not into that at all. He kindly wiped my face off looking down at me with a glint in his eye. I did as he said as he turned around and spread that perfect ass open.
257 notes
·
View notes
Note
Me whenever sbd says Azula got a chance to redemption in the comics but she wasted it all away bc she just can't resist being evillll

Whatever they smoke is much worse than crack my friend
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
wait it's a dead dove fic? omg i thought it's silly theme like sbd🫢 ok im not ready if gong yoo and jk is on duel
NOOOO okok so a lot of people thot it was gonna be a crack au but no it’s a full fledged “jungkook is a obsessive weirdo who blackmails his teacher” type of story
14 notes
·
View notes