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momentary bliss : ch. 5

TW; MAJOR ED MENTIONS

You know, he never did answer Stan’s question.

‘Have you been eating??’

And did it worry him? Yes. It did. A lot; actually.

He cared about his boyfriend so much more than he did about himself, and just the thought of him suffering like that internally killed him.

And he thought.

‘You know, maybe Kyle feels the same way about me.’

But he didn’t care. He didn’t matter as much as Kyle did.

Meanwhile, Kyle was busy in his head; counting and tracking his calories throughout the entire day. He made sure to eat breakfast, but skip lunch and dinner as to even out his calorie intake.

To make himself proud, he would wrap his pinky and thumb around his wrist and smile when they touched. The feeling of his stomach applauding him was better than any food tasted. He couldn’t explain it in words.

Seeing himself become thinner and thinner overtime boosted his own confidence by a million; Being able to see his own ribcage was satisfying in the oddest way possible. He couldn’t explain the euphoria he experienced whenever he lost weight.

It was such a delightful feeling. Yet he couldn’t share it with anybody.

Not even Stan. He would be too worried.

Nobody knew that his own way of eating wasn’t ‘unhealthy’, it was just.. different. Some would say he was sick in the head, others would say he had an eating disorder.

But Kyle said, it’s just dieting!

He’d always been a fairly skinny guy, he was never picked on for being overweight in any way shape or form, but it was just for his own personal image.

Also, it made him feel in control of at least one thing in his life.

He’d lost control of his intrusive thoughts, his temper, and basically his whole life. This style of control he had over himself helped him balance out the fact he didn’t feel as though he was in charge of anything in particular.

Nothing tasted as good as hunger felt.

He would wake up, examine his figure in the mirror, brush his teeth, go downstairs and skip breakfast. His excuse for doing so was that in the morning he was nauseous and food just made it worse.

Then he’d walk to school. Not without almost passing out at least twice though. The lack of nutrients and energy in his body wasn’t exactly the most healthy thing to live with; especially with how active he usually was.

When he was at school, he never ate. Never touched- never even looked at food. That was his rule. Don’t eat at school. No matter how hungry, no matter how tempted he was; Don’t.

Even when people came to check up on him.

‘Hey, I’ve noticed you don’t really eat a lot.. Are you doing alright?’

‘Do you need me to bring you something to eat?’

‘You feelin’ okay?’

Yes, no, yes.

These two answers were ones that he got used to repeatedly saying due the people asking him about it. Nobody needed to know. Nobody besides himself.

(nobody needs to know)

Then, he’d arrive home. His stomach screaming at him for something like always; but the screams were ignored. His body was a neglected crying child, and he was the parent.

His temptations almost took over some of the times, but he would just pinch himself in hopes of shooing them away.

(get out of my head)

(im finally in control of something for once and youre taking it away from me)

Sheila would make dinner. She would offer, Kyle would refuse. She would insist, he gave in. He asked to be excused, she excused him. She thinks he’s going to bed, he threw up all of the food out of his body and into the porcelain toilet bowl.

He would then proceed to lay down in his bed, curled up in the fetal position as he hugged his stomach. The growling went on and on for what seemed like hours before it finally subsided, leaving him with a mild feeling of bliss in how empty he felt.

His phone buzzed, but he didn’t hear it. He payed no attention to it. His attention was instead on the sound of cicadas outside his window. He rolled over to stare at the ceiling, his brain fuzzy as he began to grind his teeth together anxiously. Millions of thoughts raced in his brain yet he couldn’t seem to pinpoint even one.

Something that helped him was chewing gum. He would chew and chew and chew until it became the illusion of food. He would trick his mind into thinking he wasn’t hungry since he was just chewing something!

Gum was also handy because it had zero calories. He would chew gum for hours and hours until it lost all the flavor, and it just felt as though he was chewing rubber; and then he would chug ice cold water.

The cold water seeped down his throat, giving him a nice feeling from the lack of things he’d been swallowing recently..

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a fond farewell, southern belle, christian brothers, st ides heaven, i’m fucking losing it someone help

peeing!!!!!

rip arthur morgan you would’ve loved elliot smith

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rip arthur morgan you would’ve loved elliot smith

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so basically greaser remer? absolutely

would anyone here be interested in a bad influence! remer one shot? (corruption, cigarettes, leather jackets, gelled hair etc.)

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sookie mothafuckin stackhouse

um you guys remember when i said id go back to posting normally? well yeah i lied i got the true blood books and now i’m back on my true blood grind um anyways

#trueblood #sookie stackhouse #digital art #bill compton #eric northman #😻 #she’s so pretty #love her #doodle

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no way, feastingmaggots is posting art?!? anyways it’s twerk and crong

(this art is like. 4 months old. spare me i have artist block.)

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look at you posting bangers on tumblr all independently

dude i REALLY wanna shag jason stackhouse

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look at my girlfriends stuff RIGHT NOW

momentary bliss (sneak peak! go follow me on wattpad to stay updated: @/feastingmaggots)

tw - suicide

Stan didn’t show up to school the next day. Kyle was trying not to show his panic on his face, but apparently he failed. Because many people came up to him asking if he was feeling okay. To which, he responded with something along the lines of: “Yeah, thanks for asking though!”

All throughout the day, Kyle texted him. Anytime he had even a few seconds of free time, he pulled out his phone to text him.

Kyle:

“Hey!! Where are you?”

“Stan did you come to school today?”

“Are you alright?”

“Stan”

“Did something happen stan??”

“Helloooo”

“I miss you”

“Are you okay”

“Stan please be okay”

Kyle cringed once he looked back and read all the messages he sent Stan in only a few hours. God, he was clingy. Kyle made a vow to himself to not ever do that again.

Once the final school bell rung, signaling that class was over, Kyle instantly packed all his things together and left the classroom, leaving the school as fast as he could. He walked out of the front doors and down the street, turning a few corners and walking past the bus stop.

He had memorized his path home a long time ago. Conveniently enough, Stan did not live that far away from Kyle. So, Kyle stopped at home to drop his things off and let his mother know he was going to go to Stan’s house, then he left.

He walked down the street and passed by a few houses, before reaching Stans. There were no cars in the driveway. Odd. He walked up to the front door, and knocked, but nobody responded. He checked to see if the door was even locked in the first place, and to his surprise, it wasn’t. He walked into the living room anxiously. Randy did not seem to be home. Nor was Shelley or Sharon. Kyle walked up the stairs, and into the hallway. He reached the door to the bedroom that belonged to his boyfriend, and knocked lightly.

..No response.

Kyle’s heart began to beat a little faster than it did previously.

He knocked one more time in an attempt to be polite. Maybe Stan was asleep.

….Nothing..

Kyle thought he was going to puke. He took ahold of the cold metal doorknob in his hand and twisted it. He felt his guts churning.

What Kyle saw behind that door was something that will be imprinted into his mind for the rest of his life.

Stan Marsh hanging from his ceiling.

Kyle fell to his knees and let out a blood curdling scream. Instantly, tears began streaming down his face. He pulled out his phone as quick as he could and dialed 911 with shaky fingers. An operator picked up.

“911, what’s the emergency?”

Kyle couldn’t even speak.

“Please- please hurry it’s my boyfriend he’s fucking dead please.”

He said in between sobs. He told the woman over the phone the address and then hung up as she told him to. He just sat on his knees on the ground sobbing in front of his dead boyfriend.

A few minutes passed.

Kyle stared at the ground, not moving, not blinking and not crying. He didn’t want to remember that his boyfriend was dead.

He slowly glanced his head up, and saw him again. Then, he let out a sob that shattered the silence in the room.

i’m not dead see guys

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finally finished rewatching true blood back to my normal posting schedule

#baseketball #doug remer #joe cooper #matt stone #trey parker #doodle

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every time tumblr gives me a notification saying “check it out! we’ve noticed they’re one of your favorites!” i have to prepare myself for whatever outrageous shit one of my mutuals just posted about what they want to do to trey parker and matt stone

#baseketball #doug remer #joe cooper #matt stone #trey parker

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happy (late) birthday !!!! <3

thank youuuuu!!!! :3 🫶

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watching my gf react to the first bill/sookie sex scene was better than the actual scene itself (she lost her damn mind)

#trueblood

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY OMG I HOPE U HAD SM FUN

THANK YOUUUU 🫶🫶🫶

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(it’s just me)

guys PLEEEEEASSEEEE comment oneshot ideas wirh like south park characters or baseketball PLEEEASSSSEEEE i want to post so bad but i have no ideas

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do it perhaps

guys PLEEEEEASSEEEE comment oneshot ideas wirh like south park characters or baseketball PLEEEASSSSEEEE i want to post so bad but i have no ideas

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birthday chronicles because i already posted a face reveal and i wanna post some more

me and gf + ugly ass cake

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE BIRTHDAY WISHES i love you all <333

also go follow my girlfriend she doesn’t post much YET but she’s working on it @feastingmaggots

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HEHE THANK YEW 🫶

happy birthday to my beautiful girlfriend <3 i love you so so so much @pooppantsginger