#tw:puke

[weekendpassrevoked]

0/10 do not recommend somehow spontaneously developing a weird lidocaine allergy??

i got some fillings done yesterday and i had a whole freakout after they gave me the shot bcs i couldnt remember how to breathe and then i laid down 15 mins ago and woke up puking my guts up??? horrific, rip my bedsheets

[badger-brigade]

I was dumb

I let my cousin convince me to do the jelly bean roulette challenge. That was a mistake. I never wanted to know what moldy cheese, baby wipes, puke, and rotten eggs taste like.

[opal--moons]

On my way home from Sheetz

I was behind this old balding white dude, driving a convertible, with the license plate “ntguilty” I really hope he was a judge or something, cause if not, puke. 

[525600selfies]

STORY TIME: I accidentally swallowed face wash suds today in the shower which made me puke. Only I forgot that the only thing I ate was a red velvet cupcake so I had a minor death scare because I thought I was throwing up blood.

[drunkenspacewolf]

Drabble - Cracks in the Mask

Tiran is in his office, secluded away in his little fight club and surrounded by what little tech there is. Mainly just a 'vault' of sorts for baubles and some money.

He's told everyone he needs a moment alone. And he's not lying. This time he needs it.

Tiran's on his hands and knees having just lost his dinner all over the nice carpeting, coughing and struggling to breathe. He can't recall the last time he'd felt this vulnerable. Separated from his technology like this. It made him uneasy, and that twisted his stomach where he could hardly keep anything down unless he ate and focused solely on keeping it down.

The collar weighed heavy along his neck, bringing his face downwards with the physical reminder of his mistakes and shame. The collar he playfully told anyone who asked, was just an accessory. The same that would pop his head like a tomato should he fall out of line. And that was only after watching everything he loved burn.

Again, Tiran vomits and falls aside, panting and laying on the carpet. He'd be hyperventilating again if he wasn't to exhausted. The lack of sleep was evident in his eyes or under them rather.

Then there was a knock at the door.

He froze, unable to move, unwilling to move, but he forced himself to get up, each limb feeling detached and heavy as lead as if he were a golem of so many spare parts. Once he was in the chair, he took a handkerchief from a drawer of them (he thinks they're classy) and wiped his mouth.

"What?" Tiran replied in a hoarse tone.

The door opened to one of the event-runners, Ben. He looked a little worried and scrunched his nose a little. "The uh..the last bout's about to start Boss."

"Fine. I'll be there. in the mean time get a janitor in here." he swallowed and cleared his throat, taking a deep breath before getting up and heading out.

[neveth]

Food poisoning is the worst. This has been my 2nd most poorly timed case. Cause it’s the best when we have a house full of guests and I have to run for the bathroom to puke out not just my guts, but everything else out too.

Thankfully I have progressed to the flat ginger ale stage and I hope soon is the simple foods.