Collage 33: Screaming, Crying, THROWING UP

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Image description: A collage with a background image in red and black of butterflies flying up from tentacle-like fronds. The text "Feel those butterflies, I wanna vomit!" is writ large near the center. The rest of the collage is crowded with instances of Alastor experiencing nausea or throwing up as part of how he experiences intense emotion. The quotes from left to right, top to bottom are “bile starting to burn”, “Alastor made it into the adjoining warehouse before the bile spilled over his teeth”, ‘It frightened me. That anyone still had the power to alter my behavior the way you have done.’ The words tasted like bile in his throat”, "’Blowing you off is indeed what I've been doing, these last two weeks in particular,’ Alastor conceded past a rising gag reflex.”, “bile-sour certainty he must have flinched”, “violently ill at the very thought”, “laughter rising up his throat like bile”, "’Oh, cher,’ Alastor's organs catapulted themselves so violently into his mouth that he tasted the oily film of liver between his teeth. ‘I-’ IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIlove ‘I'm so...I don't quite know what to say! And I'm generally very good at that!’" “Alastor held onto Angel's wrist like a lifeline, and some insidious little knot inside of him came undone. He breathed. He had purged the bile from his guts, and though the acrid aftertaste lingered, although his throat was sore, there was immense relief in knowing that it was over. Better, better by far than holding it in.”, “Alastor wretched, truly, physically wretched, then bit it back behind his teeth and swallowed, tasting caustic bile all the way down to the pit of his aching, empty stomach-”, "’He's rather busy sulking at the moment,’ Alastor said, the crackle of static rising like bile under his tongue.”, “Black bile bubbled up between Alastor's teeth when it occurred to him that Vox had almost certainly masturbated to this ideal of him.”, “A hot bubble of wrath rose up out of the black sludge of Alastor's stomach acid, poised to pop in an explosion of toxic gas. He did not let it - because they had talked about this, the unhelpful nature of his outrage. But it hurt to keep that corrosive feeling inside.”, and “Alastor needed to change the subject before he gave in to the intrusive urge to spew caustic vomit in Vox's face.” End description.

"Feel those butterflies, I wanna vomit!" is from the song "Dinner for One" by BAYBE. The transcript I found online didn't include the exclamation mark, so I took it from Anguish of the Marrow, where all the quotes are from.

The butterfly art is by trOuble96 according to the signature, and you can see it without my red recoloring here.