Aerbiscuit - I'm Lurkin' Ova Here!

The trouble with glittery gas is you can never get away with SBDs..

she’s a wicked witch, an evil temptress, a demoness who brought evil to this world… she’s, uh, wolfing down junk food and hasn’t showered?

don’t reblog to non-kink/fandom blogs ^_^

obviously gas alt under the cut is obvious:

Another centaur-based fart thought:

Centaurs pulling carts/carriages like horses is a slightly sensitive activity in the fantasy world I'm imagining. It's not taboo, and centaurs are free to do so if they'd like: most of them have the strength and stamina for it, after all. It's only considered a bit demeaning if non-centaurs just expect their centaur pals to pull the heavy loads for them, or to provide everyone else with breaks from walking while the centaurs get no rest themselves. It's all a matter of discussing what the centaurs in your party are comfortable with and how to make sure they're not getting overworked.

When it comes to romance with non-taurs, a centaur pulling their non-taur partner in a small carriage can be a fun, sweet activity. It's often seen as a way for the centaur to "spoil" their significant other by giving them special treatment. Some centaurs will scoff and find it demeaning, but most find it no trouble at all when they're in love.

Carriage rides also provide a little fun when the couple has a fart fetish. The centaur will "coincidentally" fill up on lots of gas-inducing fodder the morning before a ride, and just so happen to pick the carriage with a seat low enough so that the non-taur will be directly behind their partner's tail.

Remarks about if the non-taur is "enjoying the view" and if they can smell the "fresh air" are very common.

Person A and Person B only recently started dating, but A forgot to tell B about something important: they're a health nut, and their carefully curated diet happens to give them crazy bad gas. A tries to crack jokes about it, but that just makes it seem like they don't care about their award-winningly putrid farts, even as the stench drives other people away from them. Fortunately for them, B finds the contrast between A's nasty flatulence and their seemingly aloof reactions to it super hot. The two form a strong bond as B is consistently the only person to stick by A's side even after a bubbly protein ripper that could clear several rooms at once.

Bonus: A's diet also makes them belch loudly and often, but for some reason, they're more bashful and apologetic about them than their casual nuclear farts.

I've said this before but I think it's worth mentioning again - heat vision farts? like 👀

imagine having the ability to see heat signatures. there's no chance of anyone being able to sneak out a fart if you're able to see the plume of hot gas that escapes them. bubbly, muffled farts trapped in jeans would bloom heat all across their ass in a muggy cloud, while searing, airy farts would jet out of them in a rush. maybe someone gets up from a seat and usually there wouldn't be much residual heat from where they sat, but you can spot a particularly warm spot where all their gas was concentrated in the fabric. maybe you pass someone who is still lingering in a warm cloud while they're on their phone, casual as anything. you know?? 😵‍💫