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Dude letting rip as he plays video games
and they say romance is dead
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Someone added audio to @cloudfountain amazing video, and this is absolutely amazing!
Michael having an accident :^0
did a small study for fun using pose references!Â
People of Earth and Space!
I have created a new audio, this time with fan favorite Yuki! Ever wonder how such a polite and angelic girl sleeps? Well one with gas like herâs not as peacefully as you may thinkâŠ
Download Link:Â https://drive.google.com/open?id=1zyMee9rCVi0_KFpNkPwwOpMaTJEs6sf9
ENJOY! :D
Absolutely love this Angel. đ But woe to whoever is with her, or in the house for that matter.
More sweatpants â€ïž
A quick drawing request done of Ochako, Tsuyu and Camie all farting on Izuku, whoâs tied up. All characters from Boku No Hero Academia. Originally just wanted to keep this as a sketch, but I decided to add some colours to it (though I am not gonna plan on working on this anymore). Wouldâve also included Melissa since that was also requested if not for visibility issues.
The Drunk Secret
*So, I decided to put off the prompts that were sent in for one more day so I could write something for myself, just this once đ **This takes place during that infamous GPF banquet. ***I DONâT do face-fartingâŠ.but just this once, for this story only, I wrote it. But it only appears for a moment here (Iâm just clarifying things because I donât want to receive any prompts about face-farting in the future. Itâs just really not my thing).
âKatsuki, let me take you to your room.â Victor offered, taking the drunk man by the arm and leading them out of the ballroom.
The Russian man couldnât remember the last time he felt soâŠfree and exhilarated. And it was all thanks to the Japanese man that was clinging on him right now.
Victor had been feeling so depressed and uninspired over his career and his future skating prospects, but all it took was one drunk but adorable Japanese skater to take him by the hand and pull him along as they danced the night away.
It was so much fun. Yuuri Katsuki was extraordinary.
Walking down into the empty lobby (all the employees must have been in the back or at the party supervising everything) the Japanese man moaned as he rubbed his face against Victorâs shoulder (he was still clinging onto the Russian, though Victor definitely didnât mind). âCall me Yuuurriii, Viccttooorrr!â Yuri groaned.
Victor chuckled as he nodded his head, reaching his arm over to grip the otherâs waist in a protective manner so he wouldnât slip off. âOkay, Yuuri. Can you tell me what floor and room youâre in?â
Yuuri hiccuped as he looked up at him with a dopey, silly smile on his face. âOn theâŠfour. Fourth floor. RoomâŠmhmâŠroom 430. 430 cause itâs Phichitâs birthday!â He slurred excitedly.
Victor blushed at the smile the other gave him, feeling his heart flutter in love. Yuuri was just too cute! âOkay, letâs go.â The other guided, half-dragged, the drunk man across the room to the elevator.
On the way, Yuuri managed to take one of the champagne bottles that was on the reception desk (probably for display) and before Victor could stop him, Yuuri expertly popped it open and gulped down about a third of the bottle in one go.
âAh, no no! I donât think you need any more champagne!â Victor cried, finally taking the bottle and placing it on a table far away from the Japanese skater.
The Russian watched with wary eyes as the other began to sway lightly from side to side. Suddenly the Japanese man froze and before Victor could ask what was wrong, Yuuri opened his mouth and let out a very loud and very wet belch.
BBBBBBBUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
Victor stared with wide eyes and jaw dropped as the other sighed in relief. The Russian man couldnât help it- he burst out laughing.
This cute Japanese man just let out the largest burp he had ever heard. If it were anyone else, Victor would have been completely put off. But since it was Yuuri, the older man couldnât help but find him even more adorable.
Victor cuddled the other man to his side, still chuckling as he move his hand over to gently comb back the drunken manâs sweaty bangs away from his face.
Yuuri grinned dizzily at the otherâs laughter and let out another wet burp before rubbing his face back into the otherâs side this time. âExcu-urrrpp! Me!â
Victor giggled as the other continued to let out smaller but still loud burps at his side. âItâs fine, Yuuri. Youâre so cute!â The Russian cooed, bringing them once more to the elevator.
As they got closer, Victor frowned at the âOut of order-wait 1 hourâ sign on the elevator. Giving an experimental press of the button, the elevator didnât light up and make any noise. The Russian wondered what to do now.
Yuuri started to let out irritated noises accompanied by more tiny burps as he became restless- not wanting to stay in the lobby anymore.
Victor bit his lip as he looked around for help. His eyes caught the staircase and an idea lit up in his mind.
âYuuri, do you think you can walk up the stairs?â Victor asked politely, hoping it would calm the other down. The Russian man also didnât want to wait in the lobby for an hour- he wanted to take his drunken dance partner to his (Yuuriâs) room so the Japanese skater could get some rest for his flight in the morning (he heard Celestino mentioning it earlier). With the other as drunk as he was, he needed all the rest he could get.
Yuuri nodded his head and let out another belch. âBuuurrrRRRPPPPP! Wanna go now!â He whined.
Victor chuckled as he tightened his grip on Yuuriâs waist and began to walk towards the staircase.
As they began to walk up, Victor was relieved that he didnât need to carry the otherâs entire weight since the Japanese man actually had some strength left to handle the stairs on his own with only a little needed help for balance. The Russian knew that he was capable of carrying the man up the four flights of stairs and to his room, but it was still a relief that the drunk man wasnât completely out of it.
As they started to descend up the third staircase, with Victorâs arm still wrapped around firmly around the otherâs waist, he could feel a rumbling inside the otherâs stomach.
âYuuri? Are you okay?â Victor asked the other worriedly, now hearing the actually rumbling sounding from the otherâs quite swollen belly.
Yuri let out a small whine as he touched his bubbling stomach with his right hand. âHmm-urrrpp!âŠmhmâŠâ
Victor looked on with worry as he saw the other screw their face up, clearly uncomfortable. âAre you feeling ill? Do you need to vomit?â Victor sneakily took a look around to see if there was something the other could puke in but unfortunately, they were in the middle of the stairs and there was nothing nearby.
But Yuuri shook his head, his hand still on his belly. âNo.â He denied quite clearly that it surprised the Russian a little.
Yuuri scooted away from Victor, his right hand on his belly as he gripped the railing with his other hand and began to walk up the rest of the staircase by himself. Victor let the other go, but stayed close behind him, arms out to grab the man in case the other lost his balance.
Halfway up the stairs, Yuuri suddenly groaned as he paused, an even louder grumble sounding from his belly now. âYuuri?â Victor asked alarmed, stopping right behind the other, two steps below so he actually had a good view of the otherâs ass.
The Japanese man let out a hitched breath as he bent forward a bit, his left hand gripping tightly into the railing as his right hand clutched more at his bloated belly.
Before Victor could ask again what was wrong, Yuuri suddenly let out loud groan as he pushed out a hot and bubbly fartâŠdirectly into Victorâs face.
Prrrrrrrrrtttttttttt!
Yuuri sighed as he rubbed at his aching belly.
Victor was completely shocked as he quickly pulled away from the sudden assault of warm air, his hand waving in front of his face at the stench that finally hit him.
Victor was completely flabbergasted because he didnât expect the other to fart in front of him.
And what horrified him was that he found himself not at all disgusted with the drunk Japanese skater- in fact, he found himself actually becoming excited from it.
Before the Russian could freak out about this new predicament, another fart bubbled out of the Japanese man.
Bbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrttttttttttttttt!
Hearing the other moan miserably, Victor decided to put off his disgust with himself for now and focus on helping the drunk man who was obviously in pain at the moment.
âYuuri, are you feeling bad?â Victor asked, walking up so he was besides the drunk man and wrapped his arm around the other once again. He could feel the rumbling in the otherâs belly even more now.
Yuuri gave off another short fart this time, *prrtttt* before slowly straightening up and looking at Victor with a painful expression. âWanna goâŠback to my room.â
Victor nodded as he helped the other once again walk up the stairs. As they were almost at the top of the third staircase, Yuuri paused as he grabbed at his stomach again. âAre you okay, Yuuri?â Victor asked worriedly.
Yuuri shook his head, his breath hitching. âI need toâŠfart againâŠ.â
Victor blushed at the confession and mentally berated himself for getting more aroused. Now was not the time for that. âGo ahead, Yuuri. Itâs fine with me as long as it makes you feel better.â He told the other gently.
That was all the assurance the other needed as Yuuri took a deep breath and proceeded to push out a series of wet-sounding uncontrollable farts.
Bbbrrraaaaaappppppppp!âŠprrrrrttt!âŠ.prrrrtt!âŠ.BRAAAAAAPPPPP!âŠ.pfffffffftttttttttttâŠ
Victor forced his face to stay straight as the other continued to pass more and more gas.
At the end, Yuuriâs farts started to get more louder and wetter sounding, making Victor more worried for the man and even more irritated at his lower half for not calming down.
After a few minutes of nonstop gas, Yuuri was finally able to move again. With the help of Victor, the pair made it to the top of the third stairs and were on the landing, with one staircase to go. As Victor let go of the drunken Japanese man for a second to see if anyone was coming up or down the stairs, he heard a sharp fart coming from the other.
Looking back, Victorâs eyes became wide when he saw a Yuuri trying to take off his boxer briefs. âYuuri! What are you doing?!â The Russian shouted, rushing towards the other to stop them.
Yuuri growled as he let out another wet fart, wrestling to get his underwear off. âGotta useâŠtoiletâŠâ
Victor choked at that as he tried to avoid looking at the otherâs privates while trying to keep the drunken manâs undies on. âHere?!â
âMhmâŠâ Yuuri mumbled, trying to lift his leg through the briefsâ opening. âCanât waitâŠgotta go now!â The Japanese was practically crying now as another wetter sounding fart left him.
The Russian skater bit his lip, thinking of what to do. They were currently standing on the stairs landing and there was no one around to see them. And Yuuri was looking and SOUNDING very desperate⊠âOkay, Okay. Iâll let you go do your business in the corner here but try to justâŠlet out a little, okay? You can finish off in the toilet when we get there.â Victor couldnât even believe what he was saying at that moment.
*Brrrpppppppppttttt!* Yuuri finally got his underwear off and with the help of Victor he began to do his business in the corner of the landing.
Even if Victor tried (which honestly, he didnât) he couldnât look away from the scene in front of him.
The Russian watched with fascination as Yuuri held onto the walls for support as he began to bear down, the loudest fart so far exited his body.
BBBBRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPP!âŠ
Yuuri grunted and a dark brown knob started coming out of his butt. With more gas and grunts, Victor watched as a long log of poop started to emerged out of Yuuriâs asshole and slowly made its way down.
Victor was pretty sure that Yuuri had to still go, but he watched as the drunken man cut off the log, making his poop land in the floor.
With a short *PRRT* Yuuri sighed. He looked up at Victor with tired eyes. âI wanna go back to roomâŠI still need goâŠâ His English at this point was failing him.
Victor heart ached for Yuuri as he nodded his head and moved to help the other put his underwear on again.
Grabbing a hold on Yuuriâs waist again, Victor managed to get Yuuriâs to the fourth floor with no more incidents except for a few more spluttering farts.
Luck was on their side as they managed to run into no one in the hallway as they walked to Yuuriâs room.
Inside the Japanese manâs room, Victor hurriedly directed Yuuri to the toilet- and just in time since as soon as the other sat down, a large fart sounded and a thud was heard from some poop landing in the toilet.
Victor gave encouraging words as the other farted/pooped out everything that he had eaten and drank. The Russian also decided to wrap up Yuuriâs soiled briefs (there were major skid marks on them) and discarded them in the trash- hoping they werenât the Japanese manâs favorites.
Finally, with a last spurt of pee, Yuuri indicated that he was done. With some help from a blushing Victor, they got him wiped up and cleaned.
Victor helped bring a pantless Yuuri onto his bed and after rummaging through the otherâs suitcase, he put on a fresh pair of boxers and a loose shirt for the other to wear (Victor had to keep his mouth from drooling at the delectable image the naked Japanese man made).
As Yuuri snored, Victor took some toilet tissue, disinfectant spray and an empty plastic bag and made his way back to the stairs to get rid of the âevidenceâ.
Coming face-to-face with the product of Yuuriâs disposal, Victor had finally admitted to himself that he found the entire act that the Japanese man had displayed to be very arousing.
God help him.
Using the toilet paper, Victor picked up the quite large log and put it inside the plastic bag. Using the rest of the toilet paper, he wiped up any poop that was left and placed that into the bag also before tying it up tightly. Then he proceeded to spray everything with the disinfectant.
Victor went back into Yuuriâs room (grateful that the Japanese man was still snoozing where he left him since the Russian had to leave the door open while he was gone) and disposed the plastic bag in the trash before washing his hands throughly in the sink.
After everything was finally cleaned, Victor was completely exhausted.
He walked up to the sleeping man, taking a seat on the side of the bed. He watched the other sleep for a minute or two before he felt a familiar rumbling happening in his own belly.
Blushing a bit, Victor decided to let it go- after everything that happened that night, there wasnât any reason for him to be embarrassed.
Shifting his butt to the side, Victor gave a small grunt as he let out his own bout of gas for the first time that night.
BbbrrrrrrrraaaAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!âŠ
As his fart got louder, Victor sighed as he pushed the rest of his gas out. Sighing when he was done, it took him a moment to realized that there was no more snoring sounds to be heard. He looked at Yuuri and flushed when he saw the other man look at him with sleepy but awake eyes.
But Yuuri just yawned and held out a hand to him. âSleep with me, VictorâŠ.â
Victor felt his heart melt once more as he grabbed the otherâs offered hand and snuggled beside the other in bed.
It didnât matter if he was a pervert with a newly discovered nasty fetish. For the first time in his life, Victor may have just found the one person whom he had been waiting for his entire life.
And for that, this night was still worth it.
Reeeeeeealllly Jealous Of That Shower Door!!đđ My Face Would Have Worked Better
hereâs an oldie
Fuck I love BOTW fart porn
Idk if I asked for this or not, but how about a couple is grinding and one accidentally farts on them. Theyâre embarrassed but realize the other one sorta likes it so they keep going đ đ
*This prompt is familiar, but I donât think itâs been asked yet so itâs all good đ
The Squeaky Fart - Sounds like âWheeekâ. Normally smells foul. Â
âOh, ĐĄĐŸĐ»ĐœŃŃĐșĐŸ.â Victor moaned as he felt his fiancĂ© grind their lower halves together.
The couple had been have a heated discussion about where they wanted to go for their honeymoon- Victor had wanted to visit Paris or New York while Yuuri wanted to just stay in their countries, between either Japan or Russia.
One thing led to another and now they were making out on their living room couch, thankfully with Makkachin nowhere near them and taking a nap in their bedroom upstairs.
âVityaâŠâ Yuuri panted, feeling the Russian beneath him harden at the nickname.
They continued to fool around on the couch, not removing their clothing as they jumped onto each other like starving dogs in heat.
âOhhhâŠYuuri, right there.â Vitya let out a delicious groan as the Japanese man pressed up against his erection, rubbing himself over and over on him.
As Yuuri began to go down on him once more, the feeling of a bubble suddenly dropped from his stomach down to his bottom.
When Yuuri realized what was going on, before he could stop it, a loud fart suddenly squeaked out of him.
Wheeek!
The couple froze as they stared at each other wide-eyed at the sudden surprise fart.
Then, Victor snorted once before bursting out into laughter.
Yuuri, on the other hand, was mortified as he covered his red face with his hands. âSorry!â He apologized quickly. He could even smell the stench of his emission floating around them right now.
Victor shook his head as his laughter lessened. He was still chuckling though as he removed his loveâs hands away from his humiliated face and gave the palms a light kiss each. âNo. Iâm sorry for laughing, ĐĄĐŸĐ»ĐœŃŃĐșĐŸ. Itâs alright and farting is completely a normal thing to do.â He assured the other.
Yuuri was still embarrassed, but the otherâs words did managed to cheer him up a little. âAre you sure youâre not disgusted by me?â He asked quietly.
The Russian shook his head as he gave his husband a tight hug. âOf course not!â He said, dismayed by the very thought.
âIn factâŠumâŠâ Victor slowly took his fiancĂ©âs hand and brought it to his still erected groin. âI may even find it a bit hot?â He admitted sheepishly. Victor himself didnât know why he had reacted this way, but he had no shame in admitting what his body liked.
Yuuri looked at him with wide eyes. âReally?â He said, his voice full of disbelief. He couldnât believe that his husband and figure skater idol could find being farted on arousing.
The Russian shrugged, a light blush on his own cheeks now. âI dunno. Itâs weird, right?â He questioned, feeling a little self conscious now as he realized just how weird this really was.
Although Yuuri still felt embarrassed, he was then hit by an idea.
With a shy look and bright blush on his face, he suddenly grinded down onto the Russianâs crotch and let go of a longer, equally smelly fart directly right on the otherâs erection.
BRRRRRAAAAPPP!
The couple both gasped- though Yuuriâs was in relief while Victorâs was in arousal.
Victor came to the revelation that he loved the vibrating feeling that came from his fiancĂ©âs farts, not even minding the rank smell that wafted into his nostrils right after.
Yuuri still looked unsure about this, but after seeing the lustful expression and dilated pupils on Victorâs face, suddenly the Japanese man found himself feeling more confident.
âDid you like that, Vitya?â Yuuri said softly, letting go of another equally soft fart, though still audible, as well.
PfffffffftttttttâŠ
If anything, Yuuriâs stomach was feeling much better as it was able to release all his pent up gas inside.
Victor groaned as he nodded his head fervently, grabbing onto the otherâs ass and literally forcing his fiancĂ© to sit right on top him, pressing down even farther. âKeep going, Yuuri.â He ordered, giving the other a wide grin.
Seeing how much his fiancĂ© liked this, Yuuri no longer felt any more embarassment as he gave the other a smirk of his own, giving a loud grunt as he pushed another louder fart on Victorâs lap.
PRRRRRRRRTTTTT!âŠ
âIâll go as far as youâd like, Vitya.â He promised, grinning widely.
A Day At The Beach (The Underwater Fart)
*SoooooooâŠ.I literally forgot about this blog đ I truly apologize greatly for my lengthy absence. Iâm still busy as hell, but I just wanted to let you all know that Iâm still alive and I still have my fart/poop/burp kinks đ - that hasnât changed and I already gave up on trying. Itâs who I am, so be itâŠ..
**Anyway, I wanted to let you guys know that I opened up my asks box again. But NO, this does not mean Iâm taking any requests- I mean, you can send me them, but I doubt Iâll actually write them (Iâm WAYYY too busy to write or post on a regular basis). Iâm opening the ask box in case you have any questions for me or just want to swap some scenarios/headcanons/ideas. Hell, if thereâs a story that you wrote but youâre too shy to post yourself, then you can send them here and I can post it for you- under anonymous, of course. The only thing I ask is that if you want me to post a story or headcanon for you, I will prescreen it first before I post it (since this is my blog, Iâll only allow certain things on here, I hope you understand).
***And just a reminder, if I receive any illicit or disgusting personal offers in my messages, then my ask box will be closed right up again. My kinks are for FANFICTION ONLY, not in real life, thank you very much.đ
***Okay, without further ado, onto my fic!
The Underwater Fart - Often done in the bath, or while swimming. Sounds like the engine of a nuclear sub. Can be smelt on rising to the surface, and experienced windbreakers will often catch the fart in an upturned jam jar, in order light them on fire.
Victor and Yuuri were currently at the beach for vacation!
To their luck, they managed to get the whole beach to themselves as no one other than them were around.
Which Victor especially loved since he loved to go skinny dipping (and seeing his husband spluttering as he stripped out of all his clothes was just a bonus for the Russian).
Yuuri opted to stay in his swim trunks as he started to build up an entire kingdom made of sand. Victor had also joined in to help the other out, but after a few minutes he got bored and decided to go and take a dip in the ocean instead.
Now as he waded in the water- the water was shallow enough that he could still feel the sand under his feet- Victor waved at Yuuri as his husband continued building his masterpiece.
As Victor played in the water, he accidentally let out a fart.
The Russianâs eyes widened when he heard a loud engine-like sound go off and saw a rush of bubbles coming up and popping on the surface of the water.
Fascinated, Victor let out another experimental fart and again, the same sound and bubbles appeared.
Giggling, Victor called out to his husband, âYuuri!â
The Japanese man paused in his castle-making as he looked out towards the other. âYes?â
Victor grinned as he gestured to the water below him. âLook what I can do!â
Giving a loud grunt, Victor pushed out an even longer fart this time, and just like his previous farts, there was a loud engine-like sound that exploded as the water bubbled around him from his large fart.
He even thinks that the water was also starting to smell around him.
Yuuri snorted, âDid you just fart?â
âYup!â Victor said proudly, his fart tapering off as the water around him settled down again.
Yuuri rolled his eyes but gave his silly husband a fond look. âWell, Iâm glad youâre having fun. Just make sure you donât pee in the ocean okay?â
Victor gave him a guilty smile as he had actually just started to release his pee into the ocean- all that farting making him leak out. âUm, whoops? Itâs too late.â He said sheepishly.
Yuuri sighed and shook his head, but let the other continue to âdo his businessâ as he turned back to his kingdom and started to build up another tower for his main castle.
Victor sighed as he continued to piss, the water around him turning a light yellow as he could feel his lower half become surrounded by a nice warmth as he peed.
Not wanting to stand in his own piss for long, Victor started to float off to the other direction, still peeing as he went.
When the last of his pee tampered off, Victor sighed as he let go of another fart.
After a few minutes of swimming around, Victor felt himself in need of passing gas once again.
Standing where he was, Victor grunted as he pushed out what he had thought to be was another fart.
But to his shock, he felt something solid poke out of his bottom instead.
With his legs held slightly apart as the head of his poop poked out of him, Victor frantically looked around to find a place where he could do his business.
But there was nothing but the vast wide ocean and the shore behind him. There wasnât even any rocks for him to hide behind.
He contemplated going back to the shore, but he couldnât go there with poop sticking out of him- Yuuri would surely see it! And he could tell that there was too much sticking out that he wouldnât be able to just suck it back in.
Panicking about what to do, Victor suddenly recalled when he had peed earlier.
Maybe he could just let it out there and hopefully his log would just sink to the bottom of the sand, with no one knowing what Victor had done except Victor himself?
Making his decision, Victor pulled his legs more apart as he grunted and proceeded to poop in the ocean.
He felt his first log snake out of him smoothly until finally breaking off. Immediately another log started to come out after it.
As Victor struggled to get this second one out, he let out a gasp as he saw that his first log had not sunk into the sand as he had anticipated.
Right there to his right, was the six inch log of poop that he had just pushed out.
Peeking back to the shore, he was relieved to see that Yuuri had not noticed what he was doing, still busy digging out a moat in the sand.
Victor carefully splashed the water away from him, making the floating log move away as well.
He then pushed out his second log and waited for that one to float up as well.
Moving that one away from him, Victor pooped out his last log before he finally deemed himself empty.
The third log was more thicker and stubby, but like the first two, it also floated up to the surface, as if mocking him.
Victor let out another fart, the bubbles making his last piece of poop move away also.
The Russian was just glad that he had a pretty solid bowel movement. He thinks that if he had let out anything softer, or even had diarrhea, then that would have been even messier and there would be no way he would be able to hide it from his husband.
Victor could still see his âproductsâ floating on the water a few feet away, but he hoped that they would float out towards the ocean and not to the shore.
Letting out one more fart, Victor sighed before deciding to swim back to the shore and join Yuuri once more to help out on building his castle.
And he would also make sure to keep his husband from swimming in the ocean, at least for an hour or so.
Remarkable
Imagine youâre sitting on Dallyâs lap, he kisses you and runs his hand through your hair, you can feel his tummy rumble against your fingers and he casually rips a long, wet fart⊠the heat rises between your legs, the smell up to your nose⊠and he gives you a shy, apologetic smile⊠heavenly <3
Lowkey based on that texpost I made~Â I just need gassy Dylas in my life, alright? Iâm sorry~
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