#Fainting mention

[sokkatheboomerangbender]

Hmm so it turns out that I accidentally fucked up my relationship with food so badly that I might have an eating disorder

Like I might not

But whatever it is i sure did faint from calorie deprivation last week and I've almost done it three more times since

Apparently human beings need wayyyy more calories to survive than I've routinely been eating and I genuinely don't know how to fix this

Any advice?

[sudokufag]

I really don't know how to put this more elegantly... But. We need to get kinder and more aware about phobias. I don't know why it's happening but over time I've noticed people using trigger warnings progressively less and less. And when this is brought up you hear the "we can't account for every little rare phobia out there!" true but you should do your best to try. And "trigger warnings dont exist in the real world!" true and I have throughout my life experienced many panic attacks which have led to me fainting and/or throwing up in public. This isn't an issue I want to worry about online as well.

I really don't want to list my phobias online as to avoid having them used against me by potential future online bullies but like... My most severe one of the most common ones out there, I used to almost always be able to count on it being hidden but now I can't. Tumblr has an amazing tagging system, please, God, use it!!!

[prlssprfctn]

Do you all know how sometimes people rewatch/reread solely their favourite media pieces to feel comforted by a familiar pattern, a well-known ending?

...What if Jason has an opposite effect after being brought back?

He can't stand to watch movies and shows that he once loved, doesn't touch books he loved to read. Because he remembers them very... faintly. The familiar plots should bring comfort, and yet, Jason is anxious at the thought of rewatching something because he knows these characters. He remembers watching it over and over again as a kid — and yet, he doesn't remember for sure the plot. He sits here, afraid, because he doesn't know anything now. And because if he makes a mistake, blurts out something that never happened, then he will only drown himself in more fear and existential crisis.

So, he skillfully avoids it over and over again, unable to face it.

[wiisagi-maiingan]

I've talked about this before but drink whatever you want to hydrate yourself. Water, juice, milk, hot tea, bottled tea, flavored water, Gatorade, lemonade, homemade electrolyte drinks, sparkling water, etc. Buy cirkul catridges or electrolyte packets, infuse your water with fruits or herbs or whatever, make seven smoothies a day, as long as it gets liquid in your body. ALL of that provides hydration because it's all made from water and despite some very persistent myths, it takes A LOT of sugar to cancel out water.

If you don't like plain water, and a lot of people don't and that is FINE, then it is a million times better to find beverages that you will actually drink than to be dehydrated because you keep trying to force yourself to drink something you don't like.

Obligatory disclaimer that this does NOT apply to alcohol. Another less serious disclaimer that caffeine is more complicated; coffee and energy drinks and the like will still hydrate you to a degree but less than non-caffeinated beverage and you should also be drinking other things too. Only getting your water alongside caffeine, especially if you don't eat a whole lot, can seriously fuck you up both mentally and physically. No, I'm definitely not speaking from years of experience, why do you ask?

[shokujin-art]

Was on the way give Whitney some milkshake, forgetting I was kidnapped for a week by Remy. Didn't expect the hug 🥹 —

[piplupfluffwritingstuff2]

Sick, Fainted Hero Request- Part 4

Holy smokes this series is ancient. But I refuse to let it become an abandoned wip so easily. Here is part 4, three years later! I hope you enjoy!

Part 3

Villain listed off the symptoms they had noticed Hero exhibiting. There was a tense pause over the phone.

“Medic?” Villain asked, “you still there?”

“I’m coming over,” came Medic’s reply.

“What!? No! Hero said no doctors! They’ll feel so betrayed-”

“It’s either a doctor or an undertaker, Villain. I’m coming over.”

The call ended with a beep. Villain lowered the phone to their side, standing still as a statue. Hero was not going to like this. Not one bit.

…

Hero coughed themselves awake. The TV was playing some hospital drama series. Hero looked down at the remote in their hand. How long had they been out?

There came a knock at the door.

“Hero?” Villain called, “can we come in?”

“Sure.” Hero turned the TV off, “wait, “we”?”

The door opened before Hero could take it back. In walked Villain and someone Hero didn’t know. They carried a large, black bag with them. There were no labels on it to indicate what the contents might be.

“Hero, this is Medic,” Villain said, “they want to check you over and make sure you’re getting better.”

Hero’s gaze flicked from Villain to Medic, Medic to Villain, Medic, and finally rested on Villain.

“I said no doctors!” Hero argued.

“No worries,” Medic said, opening their bag, “I lost my license years ago.”

Hero tried to scuttle back on the bed, coughing as they did so. As they moved, the blankets became rumpled, exposing them to the cool air. Chills wracked their body and Hero rushed to recover their source of warmth.

Medic shoved a thermometer in Hero’s mouth.

“Mm!?”

“No talking,” Medic said.

Hero huffed but became still and silent. The thermometer beeped in time with a blinking red light.

“One hundred and three,” Medic shook their head, setting the instrument down.

They pulled out a stethoscope. They rubbed the metal chest piece against their shirt in an attempt to warm it up. Hero still jumped when it came to rest against their skin.

“Breathe in,” Medic instructed.

Hero did as they were told, trying their best not to cough.

“Good. Out.”

Medic’s expression was unreadable. Hero did let a few coughs slip, but Medic didn’t seem to mind. They produced what looked like a wide popsicle stick.

“Say “ah”.”

Hero let their mouth fall open and rasped out a wheezy “ah”. Medic shined a flashlight into their mouth.

“Mhm,” Medic said.

Medic discarded the medical popsicle stick into the waste bin.

“Sounds like what I suspected,” Medic said, “pneumonia. How long have you been feeling this way?”

“I mean… it’s not unbearable-”

“How long, Hero?” Medic fixed them with a stern frown.

“…A few days. I think. I’ve kinda been passing out off and on…”

“When was the last time you ate something?”

“That would be this morning,” Villain chimed in, “I brought them some soup.”

“Before that?”

Hero wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes.

“You… have been eating regularly, haven’t you?” Villain asked.

“So, the thing is-”

Another bout of violent coughs, which sent pain surging through their chest and throat.

“I’ve been busy, and besides,” Hero croaked, “I saw somewhere that fasting is good for you!”

“Oh my gosh, Hero!” Villain shouted.

“Did you do any research into how you would try a diet change like that, or did you just stop eating?” Medic asked as their brow quirked.

Hero had to blow their nose before answering. They aimed for the trash can, but like all the other snotty balls of germs, the crumpled tissue wound up on the floor instead.

“I had a couple snacks here and there,” Hero admitted, “like this one kid gave me their fruit roll-up after I saved them from an incoming car.”

Villain had their face in their hands. When Medic spoke, it was with a practiced calm.

“I think it is in your best interest to check into a hospital. You need fluids, nutrients, and antibiotics.”

“But-”

“May I speak with you, Villain? Privately?”

Medic stood, packing up their bag and going out into the hall. Villain gave Hero a worried look before following.

…

“They need to get to the emergency room- now.” Medic whisper-hissed, “Their fever is only going to climb from here, and without proper treatment they could die. Who knows how much their malnutrition has weakened their immune system. I don’t care what you have to do- threaten to blow up the city or something if they don’t go, isn’t that what villains do?”

Villain sighed.

“You and I both know my crimes don’t involve civilian casualties. They won’t buy that for a second.”

“With the way their condition is progressing, they’ll be delirious pretty soon. You can tell them anything.”

Medic headed out the front door.

“Look, I know I’m not a goody-two-shoes or anything, but, Hero’s a good person. They’ve helped this city in more ways than I can count. Don’t let them die of their own stupidity.”

Medic got in their car and drove off. Villain glanced toward the staircase at the sound of coughing. They made up their mind. As they climbed the stairs, they started rehearsing what they were going to say to force Hero to cooperate. They’d do whatever it took to get them well again.

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[cheriecelestial]

i saw ur fic! very nice writing :D you fleshed out the parts i was too lazy to write because i didn’t want to draw more panels lol

rlly interesting mc, i admittedly did not give much thought as to who jacob was before he died

i’ll check ur blog for updates!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

STOP I’M FANGIRLING SO HARD RN AFSJSHAGSJSGV.

Ps: The MC has some traits that he will be using to his advantage in the future chapters. Also I’m half way done on pt2

[edlucavalden]

My joke hc is that the golden kingdom is OBSURDLY RICH. Thistle probably desired for like. A bajillion dollars at some point and it never really disappeared when the kingdom rose.

So cue yaad ofhandedly mentioning how they have a vault in a deep level of the castle thats just stashed with untouched money in the middle of dinner time for the horror of everyone (kabru)

think about the political and economic ramifications that having a vault with an impossible amount of money would do to their society. Who thought this was a good idea. Thistle did.

[kitamars]

enmi gintoki…………… orz

[ivoliven]

Reading classical literature, especially from the 1800s, has made me very aware of the fact how toxically masculine the world is now compared to that.

For example in Dracula, the men involved are so affected by the tragedy that they all write several heartbreaking passages in their respective diaries and openly cry at Lucy's funeral. Of course, this tragedy is Pretty Woman Dead, but still, the emotions these characters are capable of expressing! Incredible! I feel like these days men are only allowed to scream and cry in horror, not in grief.

Another example is Moby Dick and oh boy, Moby Dick is a whole other caliber. I read the first few chapters and thought I was seeing things, but no. Nowadays you could not publish that book without an uproar from the manosphere. You have Ishmael, an experienced sailor, wandering through the streets alone looking for lodgings, and the first thing he does is share a blanket with a shirtless, tattooed New Zealander because there is only one bed. It's literally the There Is Only One Bed fanfic trope. Later, Queequeg calls him his "wife" repeatedly and there's a chapter where Ishmael is dissolving lumps of oil in a vat with a few other sailors and every time he accidentally grabs one of their hands instead of an oil lump, he looks deep into their eyes and fantasizes about hugging everyone because he feels so spiritually connected to them. While talking about squeezing all the sperm lumps. You couldn't. You just couldn't.

[dwellsinthebog]

Rengoku Kyojuro headcanons you can pry from my cold, dead hands:

He has tan skin ...because honestly, I've seen way too much fanart of him with tan skin + that's how I draw him. It plays into his whole warm/sunny/fire theme, and frankly, I just think he looks better with a darker skin tone.

He's hard of hearing ...because this is another cool headcanon that fits pretty well with his canon mannerisms. There's nothing more to it, really.

He's pretty decent at cooking ...because after his mom died, he took it upon himself to learn. He's not great at cooking, but he's pretty good! He knows a couple dishes really well because they're easy to make, but he's not very adventurous (food == fuel, in his brain). Senjuro picked up his cooking hobby from helping out in the kitchen.

He cuts his own hair ...because he's usually doing it hastily on the side of the road. He knows it probably doesn't look that great, which is why he sticks to simple trims + puts his hair up a lot. He cut his bangs on accident one time, decided that it's actually really convenient while fighting, and kept cutting them that way.

He doesn't drink alcohol ...for obvious reasons. He might partake for social reasons, but you'll hardly ever catch him having more than a single cup.

He likes all animals, but he'd probably keep a cat ...because he'd sneak scraps to street cats when he was young, despite his parents' objections, so he has a bit of a sweet spot for them. He doesn't think he has time to care for a pet though.

He has insomnia ...and not just because he's a Demon Slayer. He falls asleep pretty easily so long as he's on a horizontal surface, but he has trouble staying asleep for long. He tends to wake up really early in the morning.

He looks like his mom ...which might sound a little strange. But consider this: just because he got his hair+eyes from his dad doesn't mean he got nothing from his mom! He's used to hearing from other people that he looks just like his father, but if you look compare pictures of him and his mother, you'd recognize a lot of similarities between their features.

He's got some fat on him ...because he eats like a goddamn horse, of course he's got some fat on him.

He likes singing ...but he's average at it. He hums/sings a lot to himself while he's traveling. He used to sing Senjuro to sleep at night sometimes after their mother passed away.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

We always talk about how Taylor uses “gorgeous” and “beautiful” to describe her muses, and those are very feminine words, but can we please take a sec to talk about “Baby doll, when it comes to a lover”…

like… Taylor, hun… the closet is glass

[sunlitlemonade]

i want to write jason & natalia but head so scattered.....

[pastelchad]

In yuri au after takano and onodera move in together takano is horrified to realize that the most beautiful women are often the most disgusting

[imtoast]

Imagine Will Graham or Abigail Hobbs making Hannibal Lecter watch Cutthroat Kitchen

[lizzybeeee]

Me creating an Inquisitor in 2018 to romance the Iron Bull with the faint hope of hearing some juicy details/codex entries/scathing tavern songs about their relationship in DA4 when we get to witness the Qunari/Tevinter War we've been building up to for three games.

Iron Bull betrayal, romance Many whispered that the Inquisitor was to blame for the Qunari attack, that he/she allowed him/herself to be blinded by lust and seduced into folly. The Inquisitor was mocked in tavern songs and scathing Orlesian plays for years to come. Trespasser Epilogue