#a-phobia

[rox-and-prose]

i love the french, i love the way they pronounce Rs like they're disgusted with them

[botanicalbasilly]

I hate being a person who loves bugs, I can't say anything without the person I'm talking to reacting with disgust. Today I had to literally beg a coworker for the life of a spider, and then after I put it in a nook outside she thought it'd be funny to show me a video she took of her killing one. Like idk man. Birds scare the shit out of me but I still get why people love them. They come in pretty colors and they sound nice and they're interesting to observe. I don't understand why people don't feel the same about bugs. The rich amber color of a cockroach, the iridescent glow of a fly, the intricate hydraulics that power their little legs, the chirp of a beetle, the art of the spider's web... It's all so beautiful. Why is it the habit of so many to destroy?

[lesbianfakir]

You’re placed in a room with an animal. The door is closed and you cannot leave. The animal is completely calm and has no intent of harming you. You are in no danger unless you provoke the animal in some way.

[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[xulips]

なにその目やっぱその目

[foldingfittedsheets]

Before my sister and I stopped talking she sent me a photo of an old aquarium her family had left on the porch that had filled with rain. Wild frogs had taken advantage and filled it with eggs, and the photo she sent had little tadpoles in it.

I immediately spotted a problem, but I knew my sister would hate any correction.

I tried to ask, “Have you ever had tadpoles before?”

This was not diplomatic enough, because her instant response was, “I’m not an idiot, I think I can handle watching some wild tadpoles. It can’t be hard.”

“Oh, no,” I reassured her. “I’m sure you already know about giving them branches and platforms to crawl onto to rest when their lungs develop. I was gonna tell you about how Mom learned that one the hard way when she did a tank for her classroom. All their tadpoles drowned because there were only in water. They couldn’t rest once their gills went away, it was so sad.”

She was silent a moment, contemplating her all water tank which would surely become a death trap for the little developing amphibians if she didn’t add some bridges out of the water.

“Of course I already knew that,” she lied. “We’re gonna get branches later this week.”

I said that sounded lovely and asked to see picture updates. The tadpoles thrived and later crawled free of the tank as frogs journeying out into the world.

[rawangaza]

I want to tell you more about me and why this campaign has taken a toll on my mental and physical health. I'm sure you understand me if you also suffer from social anxiety. I am living through introvert hell and I just want it to stop 💔

My exhaustion can't be described with words. Every day I wish I had died when this all started. Everything exhausts me. Please help, please. I'm constantly annoyed with my family because we've been packed in the same room for months while we're all on edge, but they're still my family. I can't let them die. I can't let my younger siblings and my grandmother down🥹

My campaign is now vetted! So please don't hesitate to help me anymore.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #347 )✅️

Forgive me, tagging for reach again, please share I beg you @timetravellingkitty @deathlonging @briarhips @mahoushojoe @sar-soor @rhubarbspring @schoolhater98 @pcktknife @sawasawako @appsa @anneemay @commissions4aid-international @wellwaterhysteria @mangocheesecakes @kyra45-helping-others @7bittersweet @tortiefrancis @ot3 @amygdalae @ankle-beez @communistchameleon @dykesbat @komsomolka @neptunerings @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @heritageposts @watermotif @stuckinaprill @mavigator @lacecap @determinate-negation @deepspaceboytoy @paper-mario-wiki @kibumkim @neechees @socalgal @chilewithcarnage @ghelgheli @sapphic-dino @rooh-afza @shesnake @totallynotsilversora @nabulsi @gazavetters @gaza @gazanarchive @palestine @palesttino @palestinianliberator @palestinianrose

[rawan-soso]

I want to tell you more about me and why this campaign has taken a toll on my mental and physical health. I'm sure you understand me if you also suffer from social anxiety. I am living through introvert hell and I just want it to stop.

My exhaustion can't be described with words. Every day I wish I had died when this all started. Everything exhausts me. Please help, please. I'm constantly annoyed with my family because we've been packed in the same room for months while we're all on edge, but they're still my family. I can't let them die. I can't let my younger siblings and my grandmother down.

My campaign is now vetted! So please don't hesitate to help me anymore.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #347 )✅️

Please forgive me for tagging all of you again, but it seems that this is the only way I can be heard... @timetravellingkitty @deathlonging @briarhips @mahoushojoe @sar-soor @rhubarbspring @schoolhater98 @pcktknife @sawasawako @appsa @anneemay @commissions4aid-international @wellwaterhysteria @mangocheesecakes @kyra45-helping-others @7bittersweet @tortiefrancis @ot3 @amygdalae @ankle-beez @communistchameleon @dykesbat @komsomolka @neptunerings @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @heritageposts @watermotif @stuckinapril @mavigator @lacecap @determinate-negation @deepspaceboytoy @paper-mario-wiki @kibumkim @neechees @socalgal @chilewithcarnage @ghelgheli @sapphic-dino @rooh-afza @shesnake

[finleycannotdraw]

I don’t have the capacity to be coherent right now but. this movie is so good

[luna-azzurra]

A list of phobias that your OC (original character) can have

Arachnophobia: Fear of spiders.

Acrophobia: Fear of heights.

Claustrophobia: Fear of confined or crowded spaces.

Ophidiophobia: Fear of snakes.

Cynophobia: Fear of dogs.

Trypophobia: Fear of clusters of small holes or bumps.

Social Anxiety Disorder (SAD): Fear of social situations and interactions.

Glossophobia: Fear of public speaking.

Hemophobia: Fear of blood.

Nyctophobia: Fear of darkness or night.

Thanatophobia: Fear of death or dying.

Mysophobia: Fear of germs or dirt.

Entomophobia: Fear of insects.

Aquaphobia: Fear of water.

Astraphobia: Fear of thunder and lightning.

Dentophobia: Fear of dentists or dental procedures.

Selenophobia: Fear of the moon.

Taphophobia: Fear of being buried alive or of cemeteries.

Xenophobia: Fear of strangers or foreigners.

Atychiphobia: Fear of failure or not being good enough.

Consider which phobia fits well with your OC's personality, background, and the story you want to tell. You can also explore how their phobia influences their behavior, relationships, and journey throughout the novel.

[velvetvexations]

thinking about this post i saw once that said trans women were more justified in reclaiming the f slur than trans men because of "how they were raised" like. okay. for the record idc if a trans woman wants to call herself a faggot but imagine telling a gay man he cant bc he happens to be trans

trans men are exactly like cis men except when they aren't

[batmanshole]

i have two phobias and idk i dont see many people talking about phobias despite them being fairly common in my experience.

i have pyrophobia (fire) and turophobia (cheese)

also please dont be rude in the notes of this post ok?

[canisalbus]

in the machete growing up compilation I noticed the little snail appears in two drawings, does it have any meaning or significance?

I love the compilation btw, its so cool to be able to see!

Nothing too grandiose, I just find snails cute.

Machete is so easily grossed out by so many things and a lot of people think snails are nasty and slimy. I thought it would be a fun inversion of expectations if he happened to secretly like them.

I surmise he has a fondness for snails for the same reasons he doesn't feel comfortable around horses. Snails are tiny, extremely predictable, silent and nonthreatening.

[greseadraws]

dungeon meshi meets fear and hunger!

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

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[housecow]

seeing you outright mention you have death feedism tendencies is like a shotgun to the chest (positive)

i have a medical phobia that’s somehow twisted itself into death feedism ngl. also, evil feeders. 😳

someone hellbent on keeping me as fat as possible for as long as they can—knowing what cocktail of drugs keeps my heart pumping, dumbing me down and keeping me pliant with edibles hidden in my food, waking me up every few hours for feedings and funnel sessions instead of letting me sleep so the weight piles on faster than it should..

somewhere deep down i know it’s not good for me. maybe my feeder tells me about all the health problems i have while the feeding tube is in my mouth and i can barely think, but i can’t focus on what they’re saying without getting overwhelmed. if i don’t remember later, it doesn’t really matter, right?

maybe occasionally i’d “come to my senses,” during a lull in the feedings. when my feeder is busy and away for a while, after i’ve made my way through a small mountain of snacks and the mini fridge (full of shakes laced with THC to keep me docile) is just out of reach. maybe i’d try to get up, only to collapse back down because my knee problems finally caught up to me and fuck, it hurts to even try to walk. maybe then i’d finally take a look at where i am, how i’ve given up my life for someone’s (and my own, let’s be real) sick pleasure.

i’d have to deal with that realization for a while. maybe i’d start to cry, unable to handle the reality. eventually, though, my feeder would come back. they’d find me in this state and console me, getting the funnel ready because they can hear my stomach rumbling and it’s been too long since i’ve eaten. they’ll coo into my ear about how it’s all okay, how i asked for this and it’s what we both want.

they’d give my belly a shake, grasping the lowest roll in their hands and enjoying the way it makes my entire body wobble. they’d press a kiss onto the vast expanse of fat above my belly button, an area they were so excited to see expand under their care. they’d struggle a bit to lift one of my tits, eager to see how my breath hitches at the thought of their mouth on me. these are all distractions. they’ve mastered this game of manipulation and there’s no way i’d be able to find my way out of their control. their touch, the food they offer me, even those moments when i’m not high or in a haze of fullness and pleasure, were meant to further ensnare me and ensure i’m theirs for as long as i live.

my health, my life, is in my feeder’s hands. they know what’s best. as long as i keep eating, keep taking the pills they hand me, keep ignoring how hard it is to move and breathe, it will all be fine. or, that’s what i’d tell myself.