Ishidou Natsuo/Ninomiya Kei, Teppuu body horror, emetophobia
"I’ll find her, I think as viscous black liquid pours from my mouth, over my hands, burning my throat. The field of containers pools around me like a storm of malicious stars, all whispering my name. She’s in here somewhere, I can see her reflection darting across their surfaces. ... How could I ever forget her? How could I forget her taste, her scent, something as awful and beautiful as home?"
Prompt: Team Grandstand
body horror, emetophobia
"I’ll find her, I think as viscous black liquid pours from my mouth, over my hands, burning my throat. The field of containers pools around me like a storm of malicious stars, all whispering my name. She’s in here somewhere, I can see her reflection darting across their surfaces.
...
How could I ever forget her? How could I forget her taste, her scent, something as awful and beautiful as home?"
- Hungry Daughters Of Starving Mothers, Alyssa Wong