#emetophobia mention? ///

[trekkerac]

Stanley's revival was a very sudden thing because no one wanted to check up on how the revival was going

[disabeetled]

reminder to all my disabled lovelies that "gross" symptoms do not make you gross or lesser in any way. incontinence, vomiting, irritable bowels, or gastrointestinal issues shouldn't be as demonized as they are. you are real, valid, and loved

[earhartsease]

we still get immediately shoved out of our immersion in tv shows or films when The Girl find a dead body and immediately shrieks - we just don't find it realistic because we're pretty confident most people would gasp rather than shriek (i.e. sharp inhale rather than sharp exhale) and it also feels unnecessarily (and predictably) misogynistic too, as men encountering corpses almost never do the same on screen

also of course please do tell us if you've actually encountered a corpse unexpectedly, because tumblr is absolutely a place where some people have done this thing and we love a good anecdote

suddenly imagining "burst into song" as a potential response

edit: since lots of people are still responding to this (we were amazed at the huge response over a just 24 hour poll), we want to make it clearer that we were never saying "of course nobody shrieks", we were railing against how on screen, women always do in an over dramatic way, and when men do it's made fun of like they've emasculated themselves by shrieking (so it's clearly a deliberate misogynistic trope)

meanwhile of course some people do shriek, as clearly demonstrated not just by the nearly 11% in the poll, but by all the tags we got inundated with - the main responses seem to be: gasp, swear loudly, vomit, grunt or make some other kind of other inarticulate noise, and shriek

anyway, thanks for playing

[genderqueerdykes]

had the consult for my gallbladder surgery. the doctor told me i need to "lose 10 - 15 pounds" before they'll perform the surgery on me, and that I would need to wait 2 - 3 months before they would schedule it. i told her i have PCOS which makes it difficult to lose weight. she told me that does happen, and offered to refer me to a bariatric surgeon who is used to bigger bodies who could perform the gallbladder removal instead. i asked her for the referral to them instead

i was very angry at her for this, as 10 - 15 pounds do not make any difference when you are 300 lbs. my weight fluctuates between 280 - 340 lbs depending greatly on what i've eaten, how much i exercise, and so on. this will also vary greatly depending on if the stone is blocking my gallbladder completely or partially- if it's fully blocking the neck of my gallbladder, i cannot get enough digestive juices into my stomach to properly digest my food, so i will begin violently vomiting to get the undigested food out, and to get bile flowing into my stomach again. i begin to lose tons of weight when this happens, and i put it back on during the periods where i can get enough bile in my stomach to properly digest my food.

i can't digest my food properly. eating "healthier" will not change this- i can't digest food at all, period. healthy or unhealthy, i can't digest anything, because a good half of my digestive juices are completely missing from my guts. there is a functional issue with the way my guts work, of course i will lose weight drastically and put it back on at times. of course the issues will be episodic.

both her and the student that was working with me kept assuming that i said that my pain got worse after "high fat" meals. both of them put this in my mouth-

the student did it first. she asked when the pain gets worse and i said sporadically, but sometimes after i eat. she literally asked me "so you said it gets worse after fatty meals, right?"

i got frustrated and said "no, it's really random." i didn't get to tell her that raw leafy vegetables and lightly steamed or cooked vegetables make me vomit. broccoli and cauliflower that aren't heavily cooked, salads, raw vegetables, lightly cooked carrots, applesauce and apples in general are all problem foods.

the doctor then came in and said "it gets worse after high fat meals, right? you said that" and i went, again, "no it just kinda happens."

i don't even eat a high fat diet. i cook at home now for every meal now that i have all the tools i need to do so. i make rice, fish, pasta, and certain vegetables that i can digest like potatoes, sweet potatoes, onions, mushrooms, and so on. i eat bread, seeds, nuts, dried fruits, and drink oatmilk. i don't eat land meats, eggs, or dairy. i don't have any of those things. i do eat french fries and fish sticks, but not for every single meal. i don't eat chips because they're too salty and irritate my stomach. i don't eat candy or sweets unless the food bank delivers them to me. i don't eat much sugar other than pancakes and certain fruits

she wouldn't listen to me and went "well when you eat fatty meals, your gallbladder has to contract more and it can cause you a lot of pain." you would not believe how many times she came back to "you need to eat a lower fat diet." "the pain gets worse after you eat a high fat meal, so eat lower fat meals and your pain will go down." "just eat a lower fat diet and it'll help."

i just kind of sighed. there were tears in my eyes. i felt defeated. they made a bunch of assumptions just because i was sitting there, being fat. i was wearing long sleeves due to it being cold and they didn't get to see that i have a lot of muscle in my body mass. quite a lot. i wanted to tell them that i'm on testosterone and physically active when and where possible, and that i frequently lift heavy objects and move, but i never got a chance. i wanted to tell them my BMI isn't what they think it is, but i just didn't bother to try

i despise that people assume that fat people are fat because they eat "unhealthy" foods. i ate high fat foods for a few months while i was homeless because i didn't have the resources to cook every single meal. it affected my liver, i'm dealing with some fatty liver. but my gallbladder has more important issues in the form of the literal stone inside. she would not stop pushing for me to eat lower fat meals. all because i was sitting there, existing, as a fat person. i wish i would've told her i can only eat fish and plant matter

i don't understand how a patient telling you they're vomiting and can't keep down certain foods does not sound like a more pressing issue than an arbitrary number. weight as a number means nothing, it tells you nothing about that person's actual body composition. i have trauma with vomiting and yet i'm going to have to keep doing it anyway despite the fact that it could kill me via dehydration or if i just. can't stop

either way i'm very unhappy with result as i already waited for a month for this consult. now i have to wait for a referral for another surgeon to go through, and to do the consult with them, too. all while being in pain and having GI issues the entire time. just because a surgeon doesn't want to take the time to learn how to operate on fat bodies. i'm tired. what a joke

[catamaris]

p.h.

[teaboot]

I've been stuck in bed all day today and I'm morbidly curious

[azurem]

This thing i got rq on the instagram...... I never draw them kissing for some reason??? Inherent freakiness subtext..... Evil stuff

[incognitopolls]

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[emetophiliax]

Post one after another but I feel disgusted by my own kinks

if I were to tell even my closest friends that I’m attracted to vomit I would get left immediately

its gross,, and I hate that when my friends/significant other get sick, I get turned on.

i masturbate to videos of people puking

thats gross

ew

but I was cursed with emetophilia since I was 6, and so

oh well

):

[villainousauthor]

The hum of the old box fan fills the small room, as Hero presses their face into the warm pillow. It's a hot and sweltering day, afternoon light shining through the blinds, Hero's clothes strewn about the room. An arm wraps around their middle, pulling them closer.

Hero is the first to break the silence, though they don't turn around to face Villain. "We can't keep doing this." They focus on the spot on the wall opposite the bed, not wanting to admit how much they enjoy the feeling of Villains splayed hand across their torso.

"Well you certainly weren't complaining earlier. Or the last two times." Villain's voice is soft, as they gently brush hair away from the back of Heros nape, pressing a clammy kiss there.

The sheets rustle underneath them, Villain's warm and sweat sticked skin pressing against them, the warmth so inviting that it chips away at Hero's resolve. They wet their lips before speaking. "People are going to start getting suspicious, if I'm caught with you my reputation would be ruined. They would think I'm working with you."

"Ah, this is a reputation thing, is it? Let them think what they want." Villain's face is buried in their hair, arms pulling them even closer. In truth that's only part of it. The countless crimes and atrocities Villain has committed play over and over in Hero's head until they feel sick, head spinning and stomach weak.

There's been more than one occasion in the past, where after one of these not well thought out hookups, that Hero found themselves emptying the contents of their stomach in the toilet, guilt clawing at their throat. They think of how much blood is on those hands that feel so nice against their skin, how much those same hands that brings them so much pleasure has brought untold amounts of suffering to others.

Villain's hands rub soothing circles into their skin, and Hero feels the bile starting to rise. Quickly, they sit up, pulling themselves away from that soft embrace and pulling a sheet around them.

"I can't keep doing this, I need to leave, and I don't want you contacting me again." Hero's words sound frayed, erratic and worried.

This doesn't deter Villain in the slightest though, their voice still honeyed, as if their tongue was a weapon that could disarm them immediately. "Darling, come back to bed. If this is a guilt thing, don't get worked up over it. Nothing you do or don't do would have saved any of them." Hero simply shakes their head in response, still not facing them.

With a sigh, Villain sits up and reaches over, firmly pulls them back. They bury their face into the crook of Hero's shoulder, pressing slow opened mouthed kisses against their pulse. Hero's stomach twists and they don't know what from this time.

"You wouldn't be able to stay away from me if you tried." Villain's lips trail down their shoulder, before traveling back up to their jaw line. Each kiss sends a spark through them, twisting another knife in their gut.

"And besides, I wouldn't let you leave me even if you could."

[supersuperdupersecretnerd]

Happy Holidays, take these quick silly doodles I've made today.

The third one is light heartedly mean, so I'm picking it underneath a readmore for in case this post ends up in the series' main tags.

[icaruspendragon]

god i wish i could easily identify nausea. i’ll just start feeling icky and think oh i’m probably just about to have a panic attack or i’m just having a mild one rn until a switch flips and i realize i’ve got about 15 seconds until i frow up but when i do, i’m totally fine after.

it happened earlier tonight while i was making jambalaya for dinner when i got the Icky and then had to dash to the bathroom, but once i emerged and everyone asked if i was okay i responded, “yeah sorry, i threw up, but we’re good now.” and everyone was flabbergasted so i said, “you know, sometimes you just have to yarf to feel better.” but out of the ten people i was feeding not a one of them knew what i was talking about.

[brisingr-sword]

throwback to when the mr beast dropped his weird fucking lemonade and i had nothing going on in my life so i was like “i want to try this lemonade!” and it arrived and i was slightly suspicious of particles in the bottom but i thought “it probably separated a bit in transport!” and i drank it and then 30 minutes later found myself immensely confused as to why i was uncontrollably throwing up for an additional 30 minutes

and then i tried to email feastables or message mr beast on twitter and, at that time, i literally could not find a way to contact them in a way that was answered

yeah that was interesting. anyways on unrelated notes be suspicious of the shit some certain people who are good at talking for a long period of time are selling

[salternateunreality2]

AGSZC when their SO/roommate/friend is sick with a stomach bug:

Angeal:

Hon? Can I get you anything? I have leftover bones to make stock, it may be a bit (24 hours minimum), but that's the best thing for you. Here, have some vaporub. No, I don't care that you don't have clogged sinuses. Rub it on your elbow to stimulate the healing nerve. Yes, it makes perfect sense.

You don't need fancy drugs, chew on this ginger root. Have some tea. My mother swears by these potato skins, put them in your socks. No, not my biological mother, she was a scientist; the mother in my soul. No, not like Sephiroth's, she recommends bloodshed.

No, it's not my fault I save any and all food scraps; you know your stomach is more delicate than mine. If you're concerned, leave it for me and I will eat it.

Sephiroth:

Loyally hangs around looking like a sad wet kitten on your behalf. He doesn't know what to do, because no one mothered him as a child. He won't get sick, he's certain, so he WOULD be happy to sit there and rub your back while you throw up and cry, but somehow he always gets an important call as soon as the horrible retching noises start.

He does come back in, calls Angeal, and follows only his most sensible directions. He's happy to get whatever you need, put a wet cloth on your forehead, and SIT THERE STARING AT YOU UNBLINKINGLY BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOO.

Cloud:

Uh, sorry you're feeling bad, um...*dumps a huge pile of as many snacks and drinks as he can afford outside your door* Let me know if you, uh, need anything.

*Hangs around, but not very close, checking every now and then to make sure you're still alive*

Zack:

If he's not also violently ill because he ate more of whatever it was or got more up close and personal with whoever was sick...

He's popping in every 5 seconds until you beg him to stop, at which point he calls Angeal for recipes, makes EVERY SINGLE THING recommended, then offers them all to you. You will be eating soup and ginger root for weeks.

He's also surprisingly patient and tender, once he gets past that first round of excitement. He cleans your bucket, bathes your face, feeds you crackers, and inevitably comes down with it because he can't stop cuddling you to make you feel better.

Genesis:

*screeching sounds of his boots burning rubber as he flees at the first retching noise*

He calls you on the phone, asks if you're ok, talks you through things, reads you bedtime stories, sings to you, orders a special medical basket from the most expensive boutique nursing center, hires a nurse for you, and STAYS THE HELL AWAY.

If you cry and say you miss him so much, he might (might) show up like this:

and hold your hand. Because he's a sweetheart like that.

[teslafactory]

you should read the vulture article, but if you can't, here is my summary of it. I will not go into the graphic details, but I will be mentioning sexual assault and torture in this thread. [Note the additional Emetophobia warning in paragraph 3]. Additional warning: CSA and child abuse.

The article has information about Gaiman's childhood and some of the abuse he suffered under his parents, such as being waterboarded.

Scarlett pavlovich, who was one of the first to accuse gaiman of abuse in the podcast last year, expanded upon the events which led to her staying in Palmer and Gaiman's houses. she was initially hired as a nanny by Palmer, but was never paid for her services. the assault in the bathtub we heard about last year was the first of many instances of assault, which became increasingly violent and in at least one instance led to her passing out during the assault, gaiman did not stop the assault.

Emetophobia warning: pavlovich was sick following encounter(s) and Gaiman forced her to do several unsanitary things with her own vomit.

When Pavlovich told Palmer that Gaiman had "made a pass at her", Palmer said "14 other women have told me the same thing". It appears that Amanda Palmer believed the accusers*, and would allow women to sleep in her spare room, though she does not appear to have offered financial help to them when they were trying to get away. Pavlovich was initially 'hired' as a nanny, but was never paid by Palmer. She was eventually paid by Gaiman, but only after signing an NDA.

*it is not clear how much Palmer knew, but she initially took steps to divorce Gaiman due to his infidelity

years prior to this, a woman named caroline was trapped on their property following a similar arrangement-gone-sour*, and was regularly assaulted by gaiman

*she and her then-husband had moved onto the Gaiman and Palmer's New York/Upstate property with their three children. Once Caroline's husband moved out of the property, Gaiman began acting inappropriately towards her, and assaulted her. she attempted to avoid him told him that he was making her feel bad. He replied "I don't want you to feel bad", but did not stop the assaults. She eventually moved off his property in 2021 and signed an NDA.

The article finishes by informing us that pavlovich has found support with some of the other survivors who came forward in the original podcast. None of them knew about each other before the podcast went public. Caroline and Pavlovich had to break their NDAs in order to speak to journalists.

i have tried to make this as emotionless as possible but there are some details I have ommitted. it is clear in the article that gaiman endangered his child, has likely traumatized his child, and has been a bad influence on him (the child began to refer to Pavlovich as their "slave", likely after overhearing Gaiman forced her to refer to him as "master").

The article does its due diligence in refuting Gaiman's claims that he was engaged in a consensual bdsm relationship with any of the survivors, and repeatedly stresses that bdsm relationships require more consent and negotiation than was ever present in these encounters.