Tummy Torture Chamber 18 + Only

[tumtorture]

The Fairy’s Punishment, Part 1

A slender fairy, his body as tall as a standing rat, smelled sugar and blueberries on the air and followed the sweet scents to a cottage. He flew through an open window and saw a blueberry pie cooling on the counter.

He wasn’t particularly hungry but he loved pie—especially stolen pie. He pulled back some of the crust and dipped an arm in. It tasted as delicious as it had smelled. He ate blueberries by the armfuls until his stomach began to feel heavy. The pie was too good to stop eating now. Who knew when he would get this chance again?

He continued to stuff his face, trying the lattice-work crust and deciding it was the best crust he had ever tasted. After a little while, a ripple of pain shivered through his now tightly-swollen tummy. He burped and rubbed his grumbling stomach, smearing a circle of blue goo around his bellybutton. His big, overfilled belly throbbed painfully. Rubbing didn’t help at all. In fact, it rather hurt.

“Oohh,” said the fairy. “I have a bad tummy ache.”

He decided he needed to go to his toadstool home and lie down until he felt better. He flapped his wings and barely lifted off the ground. Then he fell right back down, falling in a heap and jarring his belly on the countertop, knocking the wind out of him. He grabbed his aching stomach and hugged it hoping the pain would subside. It didn’t. It only throbbed worse from hitting the counter. A loud moan escaped him.

He didn’t understand why his wings didn’t work. He took a look at his achy belly, and the mystery was solved. It was huge! It jutted out from his lithe frame—a large, swollen mass. He looked like he had swallowed a whole walnut.

He groaned and rubbed his poor tummy. At least no one could see him like this.

The creak of hinges announced someone entering the cottage. The fairy tried to hide behind a large jar of jam, but his stomach was too big. He ran for a potted ivy, but he tripped and landed flat on his heavy, swollen belly. He rolled over, his face squenched up with suffering, hugging his stomach with both arms. A glass, like a round prison, fell over him.

“Ah-ha!” said a man with a long gray beard. “I’ve caught a thief!”

“Please,” said the fairy, “put me out in your garden. I’ll trouble you no more. I promise.” He winced at a particularly bad cramp. “Please, sir, I have a terrible tummy ache.”

The man put his head close to the glass. “That’s certainly a big, fat tummy.” He lifted the glass.

“Thank you. I have quite the tummy ache. If I just go—“

The man plucked the fairy up by his plump belly. The fairy screamed. The man’s big fingers rubbed the fairy’s distended stomach between them, back and forth.

Waves of pain crashed through the fairy’s stomach. Lights dazzled his eyes. “Oohh! My tummy! Stop! Please, stop!”

The man grinned. He pushed the fairy’s back against the wall. He uttered words the fairy recognized as magic but didn’t understand. His arms and legs splayed to the sides. Vines grew from within the wall and lashed around his wrists and ankles. Another wrapped around his throat. It wasn’t as tight as the other bonds, but it kept him posed upright. In the middle of it all, hung his engorged stomach.

Terror overtook the fairy. He squirmed against his bonds, but they held him fast. “Let me go!”

The man, apparently a wizard, chuckled. “I don’t like thieves. Or fairies, for that matter.”

He poked his big pointer finger in the fairy’s bellybutton. It felt like a punch in the gut. “Oof!” Pain rocked through the fairy’s belly. It shook in rippling waves of torture long after the finger disappeared. All he wanted to do was hold his achy stomach, but he couldn’t move.

The man thumped him right in his bellybutton. “Ungh!” The fairy moaned. He felt as if he’d been kicked in the stomach. “My tummy,” he managed breathlessly. If only he could curl into a ball and cradle his poor tummy.

“Awww. Do you have a stomach ache?”

The fairy whimpered. “Y-yes.”

“Oh. Well, you know what’s good for that? Blueberry pie!”

The fairy looked at the wizard in horror. “No. I can’t eat anymore.”

“If you eat until I tell you to stop, I’ll let you go. If you don’t, I’ll slap you between my hands and feed you to my hog.”

Tears welled in the fairy’s eyes. “I’ll eat,” he promised.

The wizard spooned a bite of pie into his mouth. The spoon was too big for him, so some of it stuck to his face. He ate as best he could. Forcing it down. Trying not to think about how full he already was.

The wizard whispered a spell—words the fairy didn’t recognize. A hunger took hold of him. He gobbled the pie from the spoon, licking his lips whenever the wizard pulled the spoon away to gather more.

Despite his ferocious hunger, his stomach ached and ached. He could barely stand it. His taut stomach’s skin pulled tighter and tighter as his belly swelled. Tremors of pain roiled through his overburdened guts.

“No,” he managed weakly. “My tummy can’t take anymore.” The pain finally outmatched his hunger.

The wizard pursed his lips. He mashed his pointer finger into the fairy’s hard stomach, denting it slightly. The fairy cried out in pain. The wizard gave a small harumph. “Looks like there’s more room to me.”

The fairy, despite his ravenous hunger, began to cry. His stomach hurt so much. He had never had such a terrible tummy ache in his life.

As he ate more and more, his stomach expanded further. It groaned and strained to digest all of the food. Each bite became more of a struggle. His stomach felt so heavy. His skin stretched tight around his distended belly. It wobbled painfully as he struggled to swallow.

The wizard pulled the spoon away and flicked his belly. A massive explosion of pain pulled a groan from deep inside the fairy. “Ungh.”His full stomach swung back and forth, sloshing. The fairy moaned in agony.

The wizard grinned. “Who knew something so small could get so big.”

When the fairy looked down at his stomach, it was unrecognizable. It looked like he had swallowed a chicken egg. It was bigger than the whole rest of his thin little body. A blueberry circle, like a target, marked the center, but there were also bright bruises where the wizard had picked him up. The dark marks around the blueberry stain were also bruises. A red blush revealed where the wizard had just flicked him. No wonder he hurt so much. His poor stomach was so traumatized.

The wizard cast another spell, and the hunger left the fairy. Now there was nothing left but pain. The wizard grabbed the fairy’s abused belly as if he were plucking a plum and said a spell that made the vines disappear. The fairy’s head swam, dizzy with pain.

The wizard carried the fairy to the counter and plopped him down on it. Immediately, the fairy curled up, as best as he could, around his distended, aching stomach. He held it, his hands unable to meet, unable to rub the throbbing middle of his huge belly. He moaned and rolled from side to side. “My tummy. Oohh. My tummy.”

The wizard laughed. “I think I’ll keep you here a while, maybe a few days, maybe a few weeks. I’m going to give you a bad tummy ache every day. Maybe then you’ll never steal again.” As the fairy whimpered, the wizard jabbed his exposed bellybutton with two fingers. His fingertips not only struck the fairy in his bellybutton, but above and below it, hitting the generous curve of the fairy’s belly.

The blow increased the suffering of that achy tummy, causing the fairy’s eyes to bulge with the intensity of his pain. Air puffed through his rounded lips. Lights flashed before his eyes. Darkness embraced him as he lost consciousness, the grumbling of his abused stomach following him into the dark.

[boytumms]

Ok I haven't drawn any stuffing for a while so here u go

[boytumms]

Heyyy have you done any written posts on tube/funnel feeding? I’d love to see stoic vs cheeky character gettin tube fed cream or something until their belt buckle goes BOOM! Or their favourite pants go POP!

I've written a few here and there! I loooove funnel/tube feeding, its so good cause there's nothing they can do to stop the flow of food into their stomach. They can't close their mouth or throat and are completely helpless and under the control of their captor, no choice but to suffer and take whatever they're getting stuffed with. They can't even beg them to stop with the tube down their throat, only able to moan and cry as their belly gets tighter and tighter. The food just keeps coming and they feel their stomach reaching its limit, but their muffled screams go ignored as their tummy creaks dangerously. They thrash in their binds, trying to dislodge the tube, but it's stuffed deep down their throat and all they can do is watch in horror as their tight belly keeps swelling, swelling, swelling....

[boytumms]

Been having this idea of someone who can’t stop eating and/or drinking but is extremely oblivious about it.

Like they don’t even notice that their belly is so ungodly bloated as they chug down another glass of water, confused as to why their stomach hurts.

Their gut absolutely crying out for them to stop gorging themselves as they eat another slice of cake into their already overstuffed gut, but they are still somehow oblivious to it all, even as their stomach shows the first signs of rupture.

Oooo ok interesting :0 what if it was like a curse/illusion that made it so they couldn’t see how swollen their tummy was getting as they ate? To them their belly looks flat, so that must mean they’re not that full and they can just keep eating, right? They down plate after plate, happy to stuff themselves with all those delicious food, not questioning why their belly doesn’t look like it’s getting any fuller. Even when their stomach starts to hurt from how much they’ve eaten, it still somehow looks flat as a board, so the pain must be coming from something unrelated.

Only at the end of their meal does the illusion disappear, suddenly revealing their massively swollen stomach. They gasp in shock and confusion, hands flying to their tummy which is now digging into the table in front of them. It’s so big they look heavily pregnant, belly taut and swollen, skin flushed bright pink with angry red stretch marks littering their flanks.

The pain suddenly increases tenfold now that they realize what they’ve done to themselves. Their stomach creaks dangerously, so packed full with food that it’s on the verge of rupturing. They sob as they quickly begin frantically rubbing the tight skin, crying out in pain and fear with each ominous gurgle that rips from their swollen tummy, unable to move from the sheer pressure inside them. Now they’re helplessly trapped with their tummy stuck tightly wedged against the table, afraid that any amount of pressure or movement could burst their belly…

[tillystummy]

🌸 Just one more sip! 🌸

Tilly spoon animation/gif thing I was working on! May come back to it and work on it more later, but 🤷‍♀️

[tumtorture]

CW: Near bursting

The Fairy’s Punishment, Part 2

The fairy stretched his gossamer wings beneath the overturned drinking glass. His prison. He knew the wizard would come indoors soon, having finished slopping his pigs and working in his garden.

His stomach snarled as he wondered what today would bring. He clamped a hand over his growling stomach. For four days, the wizard had tied him against the wall and stuffed him with blueberry pie until he thought his poor tummy couldn’t possibly hold any more. Until his stomach ached more than he could take.

Afterward, the wizard spelled the food away, leaving him bruised and hollow. For the past two days, the wizard hadn’t fed him at all. Fairies were so small they needed to eat multiple small meals a day to have enough energy to fly. Although about the height of a standing rat, they were slender things who burned up food quickly.

The fairy’s stomach growled ferociously. His stomach twisted with hunger. He could no longer stand up waiting for the wizard to come into the kitchen to decide his fate. Faint, he drifted down to the kitchen counter and sat cross-legged.

No sooner had he sat down, than the kitchen door opened and the wizard entered. Perhaps the wizard would think he had been punished enough for stealing his blueberry pie? Perhaps he was tired of him and would let him go?

The wizard placed a small cloth bag on the counter next to the glass the fairy sat in. “Are you ready to eat now?”

“Please. I’m very hungry. But—”

“But?”

Did he dare say it? “Not so much this time, please. If—if—you don’t mind.”

The wizard shrugged. “I brought you some seeds.”

The fairy’s eyes widened. “I love seeds.” He eyed the little bag. It was much smaller than a pie.

The wizard poured some small black seeds out on the counter. “If I let you eat these yourself, will you stay put?”

He didn’t trust the wizard’s cruel magic to be gentle if he tried to get away. “Yes.”

The wizard lifted the glass from the counter and freed the fairy. The fairy ran to the seeds. Honestly, even if he weren’t scared of the wizard, he would have not tried to leave without feasting on the seeds. He picked one up and examined it. He had never seen its like before. It tasted sweet and delicious. He nibbled the first, but after that he crammed them in his mouth two or three at a time.

They tasted so good and he was sooo hungry. Once he had eaten every single seed from the countertop, he rubbed his full stomach with satisfaction.

“What did you think about those?”

“They were splendid! Thank you.”

“Would you like some more?”

The fairy rubbed his hand up and down his stomach, thinking. He was comfortably full now, but he had missed so many meals and the seeds were so good…. “Definitely!”

“Eat them all.” The wizard poured out more seeds.

This pile was bigger than the last. That didn’t matter. He would eat them all. Happily. Once he had devoured half of it, however, his stomach began to feel tight and heavy. He rubbed a circle around his tummy to make more room and found it was a big, hard bulge. He massaged his stomach until a burp popped out, then returned to eating the delicious seeds.

Eventually, he finished the last one. His tummy had fully rounded out. Not a bulge anymore, but a large marble. A dull ache had entered it. He had eaten too many seeds.

“Your mouth must be parched,” said the wizard. “Have some water.” He gave the fairy a thimble-sized cup.

The fairy was, indeed, parched. Despite his fullness, he drained the cup.

The wizard poured out the remainder of the bag. “Eat the rest of this and I’ll let you go.”

This pile was even bigger than the last. His stomach winced as he looked at the seeds. He wouldn’t have had so much water if he had known about this. Still, he missed his home. “Deal.”

He tried to eat as fast as he could, but his stomach started cramping. He had to slow down not quite halfway through. Doggedly, he pressed onward. His belly swelled twice the size it had been before he started. He clutched it as another cramp rippled through him, his face squinching up into a mask of pain.

He had thought this would be so much easier than the blueberry pie. Somehow, it seemed worse. He thought he could feel his tummy growing as he ate, even when he stopped between bites. His poor tummy ached terribly. He tried to quiet a cramp by pressing his hand against it. He felt his stomach stretch! He could actually feel it beneath his hand.

It was a large round globe sticking out from his slender body. It hurt all over. This is the worst tummy ache, he thought. He hadn’t expected the innocuous seeds to give him such a bad belly ache.

With a determined grimace, he attacked the seeds, trying to forget the terrible pain in his stomach. His intestines writhed within in him, fighting desperately to digest the seeds. His stomach swelled even more as he ate. When an especially powerful wave of pain hit him, he doubled over with a moan.

He looked down, and his poor tummy was huge now. He hadn’t noticed with all of his determined eating. It was easily just as large as when the wizard fed him blueberry pie—a round, full, bloated belly the size of a chicken egg. He didn’t know how he was going to fly like that.

He looked at the seeds miserably. He wanted freedom, but his still swelling stomach was in agony. How much bigger would it get?

He steadied himself. He would walk home if he had to. He lifted three seeds to his mouth and tossed them down. By the time he had almost finished the pile, his stomach looked like a goose egg. The skin was pulled so tight, it blushed. His arms couldn’t get around it to cradle it. Waves of pain spread through his entire, absurdly distended stomach. It was so tight, so hard. He rubbed his sides, wishing he could hold the middle of his aching belly. “Ohhh, my tummy hurts.” His distended belly groaned in response. His belly button popped out.

“Let me help you with the rest.”

Reluctantly, the fairy opened his mouth as the wizard spooned in the rest of the seeds. When, at last, all of the seeds were gone, the fairy held as much of his oversized stomach as he could. It gurgled loudly and quaked under his hands. “I feel like I’m going to burst,” he said, his voice fraught with pain.

“Well, let’s see.” He poked the fairy just above his pushed out bellybutton.

The fairy gave a strangled cry as pain exploded through his already aching belly.

“Hmmm.” The wizard took the fairy’s overindulged stomach between his thumb and forefinger and pressed as if testing a grape for ripeness.

The fairy screamed. The pressure on his distended stomach created unimaginable agony. “Please. Please don’t. I have such a bad tummy ache. My poor tummy can’t take anymore.”

“Humph. I don’t know about that.” He thumped the fairy in the lower belly.

“Oof!” The fairy fell backward, his aching, throbbing stomach like a great dome rising from his body. His abused belly shuddered and groaned. “I’m too full,” he panted. “I’m going to pop.”

The wizard bounced a finger on his prone tummy, causing ripples of pain to radiate through it. “I don’t think so. I think you’re going to be fine, for now.” He placed the drinking glass over the fairy.

“You said you’d let me go. Remember?” He didn’t know how he would leave, but he would drag himself out if need be.

“You broke the deal. I’m keeping you here.”

“What?! No! I ate all of the seeds—every last one!”

“You negated the deal when you asked for my help.” He laughed.

Somehow, the fairy’s stomach swelled more. He could do nothing but moan. The tight skin had reddened around his navel and created a blush over the top of his belly.

The wizard leaned over to peer at him. “You’re getting so big.”

“I don’t know what’s happening. My tummy just keeps swelling up more and more. It’s already so tight. I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“You’d better hope it can take much more. Those are magical seeds. When eaten or soaked, they swell up to ten times their size.”

“No! No! Please, you have to help me! You—you won’t be able to have fun feeding me if I burst!” As he spoke, his intestines chugged and writhed, too full of seeds to digest anything. He was absolutely stuffed with seeds. Swelling seeds, making his stomach puff out to grotesque dimensions.

The wizard smiled at him. “I have an errand to run. If you’re still alive when I return, I’ll take the seeds away and we can have some more fun.” He walked out the door to the outside.

“No! Wait!” he called to the wizard’s back. “You can’t leave me like this!” Tears slid down the fairy’s face as he lay trapped under his huge, aching belly. It stretched more, rising like bread dough in an oven. His skin felt impossibly tight. A new groan erupted from his gurgling tummy. As the swelling continued, his tummy began to creak.

[jack--jack]

Hit him hard, kiss him deep. The best kind of gut punching.

[horny-appropriation]

need to amend my pinned post but i'm gonna go ahead and send this out there for the sake of better circulation/visibility.

if you enjoy what i post and you can swing it, a coffee or two would go a long way. my current situation is dubious at best. i'm currently stuck living with my extremely overbearing and paranoid mother; i'm not allowed out of the house without her supervision (not even allowed into the neighborhood to walk my dog) and thus can't earn a steady income. what little money i do manage to get is immediately eaten up by my mother as long as she has access to it. i have no immediate family able to help, because my mother has completely cut them off from us. i'm desperate to get out, because this has been affecting both my mental and physical health at this point.

the bright side is, i'm able to open a savings account that only i have access to now. but, as you can imagine, the saving process is very slow-going for me right now. the minimum monthly rent for the nearest queer-safe town is around $1500, and it goes without saying that this is completely out of my reach right now, much less along with a deposit and pet fee for my ESA. my account balance is currently sitting at ~$20. there's plenty of rooms open out there, plenty of jobs hiring, just not here. any donations, via ko-fi, or any other platforms (dm me if you want) would be a godsend right now. even just sharing this post would mean a lot.

[drpeppertummy]

sorry i have been crazyyy about Near Bursting lately. dragon prevented from breathing fire after burning down one house too many

[ID: a drawing of a dragon laying on their back with their mouth taped shut, frantically clutching their enormously distended, red, rumbling belly.]

[morningstarlucemon]

elliott_stuffing

stardew valley elliott stuffing~  very messy

Posted using PostyBirb

[stuffednsnuggly]

A Quiet Comfort for a Full Tummy

The aroma of spicy ramen and slightly burnt popcorn still clung to the air as Shouta Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada stumbled back into their house. Date night had been a success—a marathon of a cheesy horror movie and takeout—but the aftermath was starting to set in.

"Ugh," Shouta grunted, pressing a hand to his belly as he locked the front door. "I think that extra-large coke was a mistake, Zashi."

Hizashi, ever the bright one, chuckled. "Worth it for the full cinema experience, Sho! C'mon, let's get you comfy."

Shouta shuffled into the bedroom and immediately shed his jacket, collapsing into the bed. The weight of the evening's feast was making itself known. His usually flat stomach felt distended, tight, and uncomfortably full—a distinct, heavy bloating that was pressing unpleasantly against his ribs. He curled slightly onto his side, a low groan escaping his lips as he rubbed his aching tummy.

"I'm gonna hit the shower, okay? Be right back," Hizashi said, already heading for the bathroom.

"Mmm-hmm," Shouta managed, eyes already drifting shut. He pulled his hands away from his stomach, then instinctively brought them back, pressing them gently against the prominent, solid dome of his overfull belly. The pressure was a dull, persistent ache.

A few minutes later, the scent of lavender and clean soap wafted into the room as Hizashi emerged, dressed in a soft, oversized t-shirt. He paused at the foot of the bed, his bright eyes softening as he took in the sight of his boyfriend. Shouta was a dark, rumpled heap of black clothes and hair, his expression tight, one hand clutching the swollen curve of his stomach.

Hizashi moved quietly, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Hey, love. Still feeling rough?"

Shouta cracked one eye open and nodded, a slight wince on his face. "It's… really big, Hizashi. Like a rock."

Without a word, Hizashi reached out, his hand hovering for a second before gently settling on top of Shouta's. His touch was warm and feather-light. He pressed softly, feeling the firmness of the distended stomach beneath the thin fabric of Shouta's shirt.

"Woah, you're right, rock-solid," Hizashi murmured, his voice dropping into a low, soothing register. He slipped his hand underneath Shouta's, his fingers slowly beginning a gentle, circular motion. This was familiar territory. He knew exactly what kind of comfort his partner needed.

"Too much pressure?"

"No," Shouta sighed, letting his head loll back onto the pillow. He felt a wave of relief wash over him as Hizashi's warm hand continued the slow, hypnotic massage. "It's perfect. Keep going."

Hizashi smiled, a soft, private expression. He moved his other hand to rest near the base of Shouta's ribs, adding a slight, sweeping motion there. "That spicy ramen just decided it wanted to stay and party, huh?"

Shouta let out a quiet, weak chuckle. A small, trapped bubble of air suddenly rose in his throat, and he let out a barely audible, soft burp. It was quickly stifled but earned a gentle squeeze of his belly from Hizashi.

"There you go, Sho. Let it out, sleepyhead."

Hizashi shifted, moving further onto the bed and pulling Shouta carefully closer, wrapping his arms around him. The change in position helped, slightly easing the pressure. He nestled his face into Shouta's neck, one arm tucked beneath the pillow, and the other remaining draped over the full, tight belly. He continued the belly rubs, his hand kneading and soothing the ache.

Shouta leaned into the warmth, the soft, rhythmic pressure of Hizashi's hand acting as a potent sleep aid. He sighed deeply, another little soft burp escaping, a quiet, gassy little sound that dissolved into the quiet room.

"Good job," Hizashi whispered against his hair. "Just relax. I've got you."

Under the gentle care and warmth of Hizashi's body, Shouta finally felt the tightness begin to subside. The cuddles were the best medicine. With his boyfriend's hand still moving slowly and patiently over his full stomach, he drifted off, a deep, contented sigh the last sound he made before falling into a ramen-induced, bloat-free sleep.

[hedonists-den]

Oh no, I had a bad day and the ONLY thing that will make me feel better is forcing sweets down your throat until you feel like you're going to burst 😔🥺

[deceasedandfat-deactivated20250]

I know this Is a page where ppl follow me bc of my body but, if anyone would like a commision done for them (watercolor, oil paint, whatever) im an art srudent beside this and i'd like it to be my job someday, so feel free to ask ♥️if you would like to see more of my art just ask or DM

[tumtorture]

My idea of a great day would be gut punching Musk for a couple of hours. I wonder how many times he would vomit or try to. It would be cool if he passed out from all of the trauma. I would try to count the bruises on his distended stomach, but there wouldn’t be so many overlaying others that it would be impossible.

#fuckbillionaires

[boytumms]

You know how those weird, shitty DIY channels are always making stress balls out of stuff that DEFINITELY shouldn’t be used as stress balls? (Like the ones that take a condom, fill it with toothpaste, tie it up and are like “Fun for the whole family! ❤️”) imagine that whole fiasco but with pocket boys. Videos of pocket boys getting 3X their body weight in slime, corn syrup, toothpaste, or god knows what else forced into their ass, getting plugged so they can’t push out a drop of it, and getting their bellies squeezed, feeling like they’re on the verge of popping from the pressure. When they aren’t being used, they’re basically paper weights; way too heavy to move on their own anymore, having no choice but to sit pinned to the spot ‘till their owner decides they need some stress relief. All of this is already bad for the pocket boys, but it’s nothing compared to what happens when the trend spreads to another crappy section of the internet. Obnoxious YouTubers start jumping on the trend, taking it to even more extreme lengths. Videos like “Pocket boy stress ball VS coke and mentos! 💥🍾 (NOT CLICKBAIT!)”, and “We made the world’s biggest pocket boy ball!! 🤯” start cropping up everywhere, leading many unfortunate pocket boys to burst after some insufferable dude bro pumped gallons of [insert substance here] into their guts.

nooooo not the youtube content farms 😭😭😭😭

[the-tired-tenor]

So uh….some dude apparently recreated Adobe Photoshop feature-for-feature, for FREE, and it runs in your browser.

Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!

[adv3nturelust]

Give credit to the 30-year-old who worked on this for free and offers this service for free!

[marsh-mallow-adopts]

WHAT?!

[triona-tribblescore]

I study graphic design and my tutor recommended and used this in his classes at art college last year, it’s so good it has SO many features for free, I really recommend it, even if you’re just trying to learn the basics of PS, such a wonderful thing <3

[honestlydarkprincess]

i love this character so much......i hope they get seriously injured and almost die