#borborygmi

[sinfullapis]

Sybil's Appetite

All that running around and third-dimensional platforming is hard INTENSIVE work for Sybil! She's always burning energy and getting hungry really fast... Castle Sansa seems to have a handy surplus of cakes and sweets at least! To the detriment of her waistline~

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#hunger #hungry #starved #growls #gurgles #empty #hollow #grumbles #noises #stomach #tummy #borborygmi #Sybil #Pseudoregalia #sinfullapis #fanart #belly #chubby

[oxnardsart]

Hear is an OC ask from... Skunksune~? :3

#oxnards #ask box #foxune #skunks #buttons #belly #Borborygmi

[academyoftheheartandmind]

Borborygmi and Other Poems

Borborygmi and Other Poems

By Ken Gosse Borborygmi [Dictionary.com’s Word of the Day for July 5th, 2022: “rumbling or gurgling sounds caused by the movement of gas in the intestines”] They’re called borborygmi (the word rhymes with pygmy); not merely a figmy of imaginigmy, and come from a natural cause. They’re powerful sources which our gut endorses as we glean resources while food runs it courses— and yet, they’re…

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#academy of the heart and mind #academyoftheheartandmind #Borborygmi #Growing Old With Hazel #Ken Gosse #Lewis Carroll #Poem #poems #poet #Poetry #Robert Frost #The Thought Not Shaken

[sanddusted-wisteria]

A Builder, a Researcher, and a Rooftop, Ch. 10: Borborygmi

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The builder was admiring the rings and pasty colors of Saturn through the telescope, when all of a sudden, a strange gurgling noise came from their right, where Qi was standing. They looked up at him. “Was that you?”

Qi put a hand on his stomach. “It was. I haven’t had anything to eat yet tonight.”

The builder shot upright with widened eyes. “Huh? Well, what the hell are you doing here? It’s almost midnight! Go eat something!”

Qi shrugged. “I was planning on having my dinner after you left. Don’t worry, I’m not starving myself.”

“Uh…okay? Why not have it earlier, though?”

“I was busy with a diagram for Mi-an earlier. It took longer than I expected, and soon enough, you arrived at the usual time. Only then did I realize that I hadn’t paused for dinner, but I wasn’t about to break our routine without notifying you first.”

The builder brought a hand to their head. “Ah come on, Qi. We’ve both broken the routine before. You don’t need my permission to not show up if you’ve got more important things to do.”

“Is this not important? I can maintain my bodily functions at the pace of my own choosing, but this social engagement is for a specific timeframe. Naturally, the more restricted event takes priority.”

The builder felt like their eyes were about to pop out of their head. “Ju-just bring your food up here then! Do whatever, just eat!”

Qi’s brow raised. “Oh! Of course! Why didn’t I think of that earlier?” He turned on his heel and jogged down the steps. The builder could have looked back up at the sky then, but they continued to stare at the landing where Qi was just standing, tapping their foot nervously. They knew Qi. There was always a non-zero chance of him getting distracted by the work he inevitably put aside and completely forgetting about everything else.

Thankfully, he was soon back, blowing on a hot bowl of porridge. He walked back over to his place next to the builder, looking out at the sky as he took small sips. The builder still couldn’t bring themselves to look back up, staring at Qi with a vaguely puzzled look. Feeling their eyes on him, Qi glanced over at them. “Something the matter?”

“…You allergic to anything?”

Qi frowned. “Er…no. Why?”

The builder only nodded absentmindedly, and took a hold of the telescope again. Qi regarded them with confusion for a moment, but eventually turned back to the stars, seeing that there would be no answer from them. There was only silence on the rooftop for the rest of the night.

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A week later, Qi was seated on the roof as usual, waiting for the builder. They were about 20 minutes late compared to their average arrival time. Not quite as drastic as that one week during the water tower crisis, but still unusual. Was something else holding them up?

His nose suddenly picked up the scent of something warm and savory. Like freshly cooked rice and rich stock. That couldn’t have been coming from the saloon, could it? No, impossible. The research center was never downwind of it.

His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar-sounding set of footsteps on the stairs. Up came the builder, carrying two plates in their hands. They gave him a slight smile in greeting as they made their way over to him, careful not to spill what they were holding.

“Here you go.” They handed him one of the plates. It looked to be some sort of beef stew, neatly spread next to a fluffy bed of rice. The same aroma he picked up on earlier completely enveloped him. It was heavenly, almost hypnotizing. “You looked like you were gonna skip dinner again when I saw you earlier today, so I figured I’d save you the trouble.”

The only response from Qi was the growling of his stomach. The builder chuckled. “Looks like I was right!” A fork suddenly appeared in front of him, which he mindlessly took and started to eat. “I don’t exactly know what you like, so hopefully this’ll do.”

Thick, flavorful gravy, hearty potatoes…

“Tell me if you want anything in particular. I can bring it some other time.”

Tender beef, soft carrots…

“Pretty good, huh? I’ve been tweaking the recipe for a bit now. Think I’ve finally got the gravy down right.”

The builder kept filling the void in conversation, lightly talking about their day as they tucked into their own plate, not minding the silence from Qi. It was only after every last grain of rice was cleaned off his plate that Qi remembered that they were there. Seeing his empty plate, the builder grinned. “I take it you like it?”

“Oh. Yes. It was…good. Um. Thank you,” he said dumbly. They laughed, taking the dirty dishes out of his hands. “You made this yourself?”

“That’s what I said, right?”

“Oh. You…didn’t have to.”

“I know. But I wanted to.” A strange, serene smile crossed the builder’s face. Qi felt a small warmth grow from somewhere inside his body. From the hot stew, he figured.

“I see,” was all he could think of saying. “The quality of your cooking is…proficient. I’d even argue that it rivals that of the saloon’s.”

They looked away, a hand hiding their bashful expression. “Aw, don’t do Owen dirty like that. Or are you saying my cooking’s as bad as Grace’s?”

“Er–! No, no, nothing of the sort,” he blurted, shaking his head vigorously. “…Though, i-if we were to average the quality of the saloon’s food between the two chefs—”

His rambling was cut off by a laugh from the builder. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!”

“Oh,” he said for what felt like the millionth time. His mind was still a bit out-of-sorts, and the builder’s jesting wasn’t helping in the slightest.

“Well, if you like my food that much, I can bring more some other time. Anything you want? Oh, and anything you don’t want? That’s probably more important.”

“I’m not exactly keen on fish, but anything else should be fine.” With fishermen for parents, Qi had already eaten more fish in the first 2 decades of his life than any sane person should eat in their entire lifetime.

“No fish. Gotcha,” they hummed. “Heh. Maybe I can guess when you’re gonna skip dinner again.”

Qi raised an eyebrow. “How’d you manage to figure it out this time?”

The builder only shrugged. “Just a hunch.”

“...A hunch,” he echoed with a squint.

“Yeah, a hunch,” they said in a light, playful lilt. “Intuition. Gut feel. Uneducated guess. ESP. Whatever you wanna call it.”

Qi wasn’t sure how to respond to that aside from a funny look.

The builder simply let out an amused snort and stood up. “Well, hate to cut it short, but I gotta head back. Need to wash these–” They nodded at the dirty dishes in their hands. “–and I gotta sleep. Need the whole day for mining tomorrow.”

“Alright. Good night, then.” He waved absentmindedly as they disappeared back down the stairs.

It was only after a solid minute of staring at the empty landing that he realized that he had nothing more to do up here. He got up and walked down.

What a bizarre night.

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Qi’s mind kept humming as he got ready for bed. Even as he put his books away, it buzzed. Even as he brushed his teeth, it stirred. Even as he changed, it whirred.

He turned off the lights and got under the covers, staring up at the darkened ceiling.

His thoughts drifted to what had happened just above it only a few minutes ago. How had the builder known that he would miss dinner? Not even he anticipated it. Nothing he did or said during their morning visit seemed to telegraph that either, did it? And then they took the time out of their own workday to make him something themself… All because…

“I wanted to,” echoed the builder’s voice in his mind.

That odd warmth in his stomach returned, warmer than the blankets around him. It was almost like a response to his insistent thoughts. He gave up trying to find a suitable answer to his nagging questions, and let it drag him into a peaceful slumber, filled with dreams of moonlight and fresh rice.

And this time, he couldn’t blame it on the stew.

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[mollypaup]

I haven't eaten anything in the last 36ish hours due to being sick and when i drink water i can hear it being passed back and forth all the way through my small intestines.

#did you know the sounds your digestive track makes during normal digestion is called borborygmi #borbo from my guts

[minecraftbed]

borborygmi (natural sounds in the gut as a result of normal digestion) occurs more frequently when you have not eaten in a bit. your intestines are empty and you are hearing the involuntary contractions of the muscles because there is nothing in them to muffle the noise.

wrong. here’s an image of the human body

#i think i know the truth #minecraft

[sleaterkinnie]

tummy rumbling scientifically is called borborygmus and the plural is borborygmi this is not a lie

[ueberdemnebelmeer]

tmi but evidence had made me conclude cutting dairy sent my beautiful and previously efficient lactase production on permanent strike but i had pizza 2 days ago and it went fine, no sudden borborygmi or cramps announcing disaster so what's the truth 🧐

#girl who knows that refined sugars and milk protein make her sleepy af and fuck up her hormonal balance so she avoids them if possible #all worried about becoming lactose intolerant because what about ice cream and alpine identity #.txt

[horreurscopes]

borborygmi from my stomach

[sinfullapis]

Ardene's Premium Stomach Growls - 3

Commission done for Sherwoodboy of my ever so ravenous Starfinder Pahtra Ardene~ It's been a rough week of pinching credits and saving up earnings for some time, and Ardene's been slacking on getting herself some decent meat to eat... What with being a STRICT carnivore, getting good quality meat out in the fringes of deep space is a hassle without the right incentive. Lucky for her, someone's taken a KEEN interest to the ravenous grumbles and growls of her empty stomach, and offered to pay a generous sum of Credits just for a private showing! Ardene couldn't possibly say no... Just show off her tummy for a little while right?

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#hunger #hungry #starving #starved #growls #gurgles #empty #hollow #grumbles #noises #stomach #belly #tummy #borborygmi #Feline #cat #starfinder #ardene #marquet #oc #sequence #ripples #clawing #Pahtra

[bitchinbarzal]

What’s Mathew up to?

Playing scrabbles against his wife and losing miserably currently. Mama B’s vast medical vocab is being used against him.

“Borborygmi is not a word!”

“It’s the word used to describe your tummy growling Mat…”

“Fuck I wish I married a dumbass”

[growsagain]

Posted an intimate belly noise, burp and belly rub video… I had a lot of wind in my gut and a stomach full of rice, noodles and coke after making a video for my feeders so I listened to my belly with my stethoscope and had to record some of the noises to share with my patrons!

I let you listen to both my churnimg, busy, digesting stomach and my gassy, bubbly, squirmy bowels before sitying up and unleashing a couple of big gurgly burps and a couple of hiccups that rock my potbelly! Finally I give in and rub my belly as the small stomachache from the gassy build up gets to me and I have to massage my poor tummy a little

❤️ https://www.patreon.com/gurglegoddess ❤️

#stomachache #full Belly #digestion #digesting #digestion noises #digestion sounds #tummy noises #belly noises #stomach noises #bubbleguts #belly Gurgles #Borborygmi #gurgling stomach #tummyache #gassy #gassy belly #overate #stethoscope

[spinningvoices]

It's the release day for my new album Assemblage 23 and I'm very excited. So excited that I'm also releasing a remastered version of my very first release, 2008's Borborygmy. I found the LSDJ file on an old hard drive and worked tirelessly to restore it in high quality.

It's a free (name your price) download, so please enjoy. Download also comes with the LSDJ .sav file in question.

#spinning voices #music #electronic #chiptune #chiptunes #chipmusic #lsdj #Bandcamp

[sanddusted-wisteria]

A Builder, a Researcher, and a Rooftop [Ongoing]

GN!builder/Qi; mostly fluff w/ some angst

Warnings: Later chapters will have main story spoilers; detailed spoiler warnings provided in individual chapters

Summary: Some nights, the builder can spot Qi on the roof of the research center, gazing upwards to the skies. On a whim, they decide to join him one night. And then another. And then another.

The story of Sandrock, its newest builder, and its eccentric researcher, (mostly) told from the rooftop of its humble research center.

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Chapter List:

Note: Main story spoilers begin at Ch. 25.

Act 1:

Ch. 1: A Rooftop

Ch. 2: Polaris

Ch. 3: Polar Alignment

Ch. 4: Telescopic, Microscopic

Ch. 5: C8H10N4O2

Ch. 6: Mechanized Bipedal Heavy-Load Mobility-Enabled Suit

Ch. 7: Mentha spicata

Ch. 8: Outlier

Ch. 9: Vega and Altair

Ch. 10: Borborygmi

Ch. 11: Camellia sinensis

Ch. 12: Event Horizon

Ch. 13: Nebula

Ch. 14: Hypnagogia

Ch. 15: Literature Review

Ch. 16: The Perseids

Act 2:

Ch. 17: Asterisms

Ch. 18: Sebum

Ch. 19: Laceration

Ch. 20: Controlled Experiment

Ch. 21: Modus Operandi

Ch. 22: Malfunction and Maintenance

Ch. 23: Statistical Anomaly

Ch. 24: Potential Energy

Ch. 25: Terminal Velocity

Ch. 26: Exigent Circumstances

Ch. 27: Perjury

Ch. 28: Indoctrination

Ch. 29: Norepinephrine

Ch. 30: Adrenaline

Ch. 31: Emesis

#my time at sandrock #mtas #mtas qi #mtas fanfic #brr #i find it funny that my tag has to abbreviate it as 'brr' bc i can't put commas #quite literally blorbo thoughts go brr #shady's fics

[animalinvestigator]

After like a weeks worth of VERY pointed dictionary dot com words of the days borborygmi seems really bizarre.

I havent been keeping up with it but im laughing really hard looking at what you mean. You'd think they'd like taper off with the political words but to jump stragiht into borborygmi. Bold move

#i love that word thugh its funny

[darkisrising]

Use it in a sentence:

         There’s borborygmi in my blorbo’s tummy. 

#dark is thinking #blorbo #is that still a thing? #oh who am i kidding #its tumblr #fads are eternal