#group excercises

[xtrablak674]

Rage: Not Easy To Articulate

[Originally published in Fashion Fag Magazine Volume 1 Number 3 October 1994, edited mildly for clarity]

People, wait not people, certain White Folke seem to think that I am very upset. Well Goddamnit their right! I've been given a reality check lately that opened my eyes to something I thought I had put on the shelf of problems & bridges to cross when I get there.

To survive being a young orphaned black self-supporting poor gay male, is not easy. Sometimes flirting with homelessness and starvation are my realities. I'm not complaining about the situation that I am in, I am just stating it for your information. So when you look at me as a person you paint a full picture with the many layers that I have, as we all do.

I recently participated in a workshop that was meant to sensitize people to the supposed non-differences of skin color. The instructions given were to get in line in order of skin color. Well the three main color groups split up, The Asians & Latino's, The White Folke and the people of African Decent. Well everything seemed fine until somebody said "Trevor you get at the end cause you're the darkest and Prudence you get on that end because you're the lightest." I felt my blood run to my face I didn't like this exercise, and at first I wasn't sure why. #😡

With that statement my memories were drawn back to my childhood and taunting friends "Tar baby, monkey-lip, Kunta-kinte, You so DARK and UGLY!" With friends like those who needs enemy's? All of that and growin' up in a world lackin' positive African images; made me believe that my ebony skin was ugly, dirty and unlovable.

My lack of physical attention from my mother left me to feel that my light skin brothers were better. It was not her fault, she was a product of her environment and she never believed that she was not her circumstance.

So up I grew, lookin in the mirror ashamed of the dark figure that peered back at me with the white eyes and white teeth, skin as dark as night. Would I ever get lighter?

I turned to sex for affirmation; the source of my agony for solace. The white male. 'But of course, if he finds me attractive then I must be.

Because he is white and everything white is right! The so called called gay community seemed to accept me with open arms unlike my African peers. I was considered exotic, unique, taboo, fetished, well-hung and desirable. I played into the stereo types of what they wanted me to be.

Yes pierce my chocolate mounds with your magic vanilla rod. Enter me, affirm me, take this dis-ease my blackness away from me. Anoint me with your seed, hold me and wash the ugly away.

I had run too long from my internalized racism and had tripped and fell flat on my face. Denying my very being and tryin' to define my beauty thru blond hair and blue eyes. Wake up Heather all the Esoterica and hair weaves in the world cannot cover your Nubian beauty.

Funny, it took a simple exercise and the help of a white man to make me open my eyes and see that I am beautiful. That I do not need affirmation from a community that says it includes me but doesn't. I stopped running away from my brothers of the boat, and I looked them dead in the eye. I affirm them and thus affirm myself.

Thats right white man I am angry I am sick of watchin' you sit around and flaunting your privilege. Ignorance is not bliss. I will call you on it. I've lived a personal hell for most of my life because you have sat back on your yellow behind and not took the steps to educate yourself about my people's issues. You call yourself my friend as you twist the knife in my back and smile to me sayin' that you are not killing me, but my own people are.

If I make you uncomfortable because I call you out on your privilege too fuckin' bad. You do not know the internal battles I have to fight on a daily basis so you can live comfortably. If you are not a part of the solution, you are a part of the problem.

You can never understand the weight & burden that a black child gets placed upon him when he first discovers, what racism is. His white friend jokingly tells him he's a nigger, which automatically scars that child, with where his place is in society, under the heel of a white man.

Yes I am angry. Yes I am bitter. I have a rage inside of me that threatens to consume me. As all black males do. If they do not harness that energy into something. We know no matter how far up we get, how well to do we are that in the eyes of that white cop we are still Nigger!

Do not look to me to affirm you when you finally began to see your privilege and work on it. It is your obligation and duty and I will not praise you for learning how to be humane.

To my sisters and brothers of color, queer, straight, or questioning. Do not look to define your beauty by a European aesthetic. Love your full lips and robust ass, Love your kinky hair and rich skin, be it the lighter shades of caramel of the darker hues of mahogany.

[Photo by Brown Estate]

[djevelbl]

Chat should I do a one-shot thing of the Inky Mystery characters doing the Hidden Treasure exercise I did for group therapy?? (It's fucking heavy, at least one of 'em is gonna leave crying. probably more than one let's be honest)

[little-escapist]

Why does something that used to be fun make me super sad these days?

[sunmisbf]

i think wayv should all be able to jump n kill chris lee together w no consequences

[towerologia]

Quiet! This discussion is between the members of a marginalized group you hold privilege over and definetly not the place for you to chime in camarada

[yuvaap]

Discover the Secret to Weight Loss Success: Join a Supportive Community Today!

Losing weight can often feel like you're climbing a steep hill all by yourself. The journey is tough, and the path can be lonely. But what if you didn't have to do it alone? Imagine having a community of people cheering you on, sharing their experiences, and keeping you motivated every step of the way. That’s the secret sauce to weight loss success—a supportive community.

At Yuvaap, we believe that no one should have to face the challenge of losing weight alone. Research shows that people who join weight loss communities are more likely to succeed. Why? Because having a network of support provides motivation, accountability, and a treasure trove of shared tips and strategies.

The Power of Community in Weight Loss

Being part of a weight loss community can transform your journey. When you’re surrounded by people who are also striving to lose weight, you share a common goal. This creates a bond and keeps everyone focused. Knowing that others are cheering for you makes it easier to stay on track.

Joining a community also means you’re less likely to give up when things get tough. Members of the group can lift your spirits, offer advice, and remind you why you started this journey in the first place. It's like having a team of personal cheerleaders rooting for your success.

How a Weight Loss Community Helps

Motivation: When you’re feeling down, group members can boost your spirits. Hearing success stories from others can reignite your own motivation and help you believe in your potential. Plus, a little friendly competition can push you to achieve more.

Accountability: Regular check-ins with your community can keep you accountable. Sharing your progress with the group helps you stay committed. Setting specific goals and tracking them together increases your sense of responsibility.

Shared Tips and Strategies: Everyone in the community brings unique experiences. You can learn new diet plans, workout routines, and even stress management techniques like yoga and meditation. This shared knowledge can help you discover what works best for you.

Emotional Support: Weight loss isn't just a physical journey; it's an emotional one too. Having a community means you have a support system during the tough times. Talking to someone who understands can make a huge difference.

Types of Weight Loss Communities

You can find weight loss communities both online and in-person. Online communities, like those on MyFitnessPal or Reddit’s r/loseit, offer the convenience of connecting from anywhere. They often have diverse memberships, providing a wide range of experiences and advice. Plus, you can join anonymously if you prefer.

In-person groups, such as local fitness clubs or Weight Watchers meetings, offer face-to-face interaction, which can create deeper connections. These groups often have structured meetings with activities, discussions, and guest speakers.

Choosing the Right Community

It’s important to choose a community that aligns with your goals and values. Look for a positive, supportive atmosphere and decide whether you prefer a large, active group or a smaller, more intimate one. Consider if you want a formal structure with regular meetings or a casual, flexible approach. If holistic wellness is important to you, find a community that integrates physical, mental, and emotional health.

Success Stories

Hearing about the success of others can be incredibly motivating. Sarah lost 30 pounds in six months thanks to her online community. Mike found the push he needed in a local group and developed a love for fitness. Emma’s holistic approach helped her improve both her physical and mental health. These stories show how powerful a supportive community can be.

Ready to Join?

Are you ready to experience the benefits of a weight loss community? At Yuvaap, we offer a holistic approach to wellness that includes community support. Click here to learn more about how Yuvaap can help you achieve your weight loss goals. Don't face your journey alone—join a community that will support you every step of the way.

[aloyslaststand]

I don't know if this is related to the topic, but one of the reasons I hated sports as a child is because PE is Hell for neurodivergent kids, fat kids or kids with coordination issues (i was those three), and it is because they insist on grading you for that. Teach your kids to enjoy movement, let them play, and let them advance at their own rythm, instead of giving a kid an F because they can run as fast as other kids, or because they don't get picked up for soccer. I think that putting PE in the same level as other classes where you fail or succeed is a quick way to make kids and adults lose interest in exercise.

more people would exercise if this culture didn't make it absolute hell

[justnatoka]

Love is in the air

Paul x GN! Reader

A/n: Hi there! I decided to experiment with some writing prompts as an excercise to try and write more consistently. Hope you enjoy them!

Word count: 826

Prompt: "You're in love." / "I think you're delusional." / "And I think you're in denial."

David is being observant. :')

Paul wasn’t hard to notice, his handsome looks and loud personality making him stand out in a crowd of ordinary people. But that’s the thing, he was far from ordinary, and not just because he was a bloodthirsty creature of the night. That was true for all of you. His magic was in how much effect he had on you. He had a way to bring a smile to your face regardless of the circumstances, his sunny and silly persona brightening up the endless nights of your immortal life ever since you joined this little ragtag group all those years ago. He made you feel welcome, warming up your long dead heart after decades spent alone and lonely, drifting around from place to place before arriving to the small coastal town of Santa Carla.

You found yourself reminiscing about old times as you nursed a drink in your lap, your face warmed by the bonfire the guys set up on a more secluded part of the beach. You could faintly hear the noise and cheer of the boardwalk from afar, but it was mostly drowned out by Paul’s boombox sitting a few feet away from you, playing a rock song you heard him hum so many times before. Speaking of Paul, he was currently getting chased around the beach by Marko after throwing a handful of sand in his face. An amused grin spread across your face as the smaller boy tackled him to the ground with a victorious roar, the two of them rolling around in the sand coupled with howls of laughter.

Dwayne was off with Laddie to get some food while you and David sat around the fire, enjoying the balmy night air and watching the boys’ playfighting. Being so absorbed in your thoughts, you almost didn’t notice the feeling of eyes on you. Turning to the right, you found David staring, blue eyes studying your face with a cigarette in hand. You raised an eyebrow in a silent question, but he just shook his head, looking back into the fire with a knowing smile on his lips.

“What?” you asked. He shook his head again, his grin growing bigger, like he found something incredibly amusing that he wasn’t willing to share yet.

“David, what is it?” you barked, getting a tad irritated by his lack of response.

“Nothing. You’re just very easy to read.” Now you were just confused.

“What are you talking about?”

“Knowing you, I’m sure you haven’t even figured it out yet,” he continued completely ignoring your question.

Hackles raised, you were pretty convinced he just called you dense, but then the rest of his sentence registered. “Figured out what?”

David slowly looked at you, that annoying smirk on his face.

“That you’re in love.”

You suddenly grew flustered, turning away from him and taking a swig from your drink. Your eyes subconsciously sought out Paul, who seemingly got the upper hand during the small window of time you weren’t looking. He was currently grinning like a maniac as he started tickling Marko, the curly haired vampire flailing his arm around, trying to punch his friend in the face to make him stop. Without even meaning to, a smile rose to your lips at his antics. It quickly melted off as you caught yourself, face turning hot in embarrassment. Sneaking a glance at David, his shit-eating grin made it obvious that nothing had escaped his attention. You swiftly averted you gaze.

“I think you’re delusional,” you stated.

“And I think you’re in denial. I get it, darling, our Paulie is a good looking guy. There’s no shame in falling for his charms.”

You were pretty sure your head would spontaneously combust if he kept up that teasing tone.

“It’s not like that.”

“If you say so,” he shrugged and took a drag from his cigarette, looking nonchalant, but that mischievous glint in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.

You brought the bottle to your lips with a huff, but to your disappointment, it was already empty. You dropped it into the sand, then just stared into the fire, pointedly ignoring David’s presence next to you. That was until you heard a screech. Looking up, you saw Marko now on top, his fingers at Paul’s sides, tickling the hell out of him. The rocker was shrieking with laughter, thrashing around, his legs kicking, but he couldn’t break free. Gasping for air, he turned his head in your direction and screamed your name in a last ditch effort.

“Help, he’s killing me!” Then he fell back into another fit of giggles. Shit, maybe David was right.

You let out a resigned sigh and stood up, feeling his eyes on you once again.

“Don’t even start,” you grumbled without looking at the leader, then went to save that stupid beautiful man. After all, who are you going to confess your potentially growing feelings to if Marko accidentally smothers him?

[academicfever]

100 Days of Productivity: What I Learned and My Tips for You

Here’s the thing about being productive: it’s not just about checking boxes and crossing off to-do lists. It’s about navigating life and learning how to work with yourself, not against yourself.

Don’t stay in your room 3 days in a row. Just don’t. Get some air, see the sun, touch grass—anything!

If stress shuts you down, don’t drink coffee. Seriously, it makes things worse. Trust me on this one.

Talk to a friend and work together. Sure, maybe you’ll chat all day and not stay 100% focused, but those conversations keep you motivated and positive in the long run.

Talk to your supervisor about your struggles. They’re there to help, even if it’s hard to ask.

Reach out to people who don’t include you in their group. Maybe they’re not being mean—maybe they’re just scared or unsure because you’re different from them. Don’t let assumptions keep you from trying.

Don’t over-schedule your day. Small, consistent steps every day are way better than big, scattered bursts of productivity.

Celebrate wins. Treat yourself. Go to that bookshop you’ve been eyeing. You’ve earned it.

Forgive people. It’s tough in the immediate aftermath, and honestly, I never thought I’d be the forgiving type. But when you step away from the situation, you’ll realize forgiveness isn’t for them—it’s for you and your mental health.

Take a few minutes every day to reflect on your mental health and journal. It’s not a waste of time, I promise.

Don’t break good habits on a whim. It takes forever to rebuild them. Whether it’s going to bed early or reading for 30 minutes a day, stick with it.

Follow the system that works for you. Don’t overrule it just because you’re tempted to. Getting back on track after derailing yourself is painful.

Oh, and stop comparing yourself to your more successful peers. (Still working on this one myself, but hey, baby steps!)

also take ur meds and excercise at least 3 times a week... otherwise u will crumble and u wont even see it coming...

Don't berate urself ... come on.. it doesn't work... work on eliminating that negative voice in ur head... ( I am still working on it)

My eating disorder is alright now... I dont force myself to eat anymore and just let my body decide when it needs food... I have been getting hungry so thats a good sign...

This challenge wasn’t easy, but it taught me so much about patience, resilience, and the importance of showing up for myself. I hope these tips help you in your journey, whether you’re just starting or somewhere in the middle.

Also I just want to say, I love u all... I really do... u guys r so sweet and encouraging... I am so glad I found this community😘😘

[natsvenom]

Angel

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!reader

SUMMARY: You’ve spent the past few days being distant with your boyfriend, Jason, after you and the liars are go to a coffee shop in town and run into his ex-girlfriend Cece Drake.

WARNINGS! Age gap, slight angst, alcohol ingestion, reader has an eating disorder (anorexia), body shaming, etc.

You and the liars walk into the Apple Rose Grill. Everything was stressful, per usual. Garrett had been let off the hook for murder and now Wilden was trying to make Hanna look guilty. There was currently a court order out for them to take a sample for Hanna’s blood. That would’ve been fine, knowing Hanna isn’t guilty. Except A has a way of making an innocent person a guilty one.

“Take it from me, you’re always better off with a really good lie.” A feminie voice said from behind you guys. You physically felt your heart stop in your chest. The voice was insanely similar to Alison’s.

“Is it just me or did that sound a lot like…” Emily mumbled. Younturned around to see a blonde girl standing at the register. There was no way that could be her, right?

“…Alison.” You guys said in unison.

The girl turned around with a smile on her face, but it quickly faded as she saw you guys staring at her like she was ancient relic, “Something wrong?” She asked.

“Oh, no, sorry.” Aria apologized, “You just sound a lot like one of our friends.”

“Hope she’s brilliant.” The girl said, “What’s her name?”

“Alison DiLaurentis.” You told her, staring at her like she was a lost dog.

She looked at you guys in realization, “You were friends of Ali’s.” She says, “Me too, I’m Cece.” You had heard that name before, you just weren’t exactly sure where from.

“Spencer.” Spencer spoke, greeting herself.

“Melissa Hastings little sister.” Cece noted, “Ali talked about you. She talked about all of you. A lot.”

“How do you know Ali?” You dared to ask.

“Before I moved to L.A our families rented summer homes in Cape May. We went through an intense couple weeks together. I dated her brother, Jason. She never mentioned me to you guys?” Cece explained. You suddenly felt tense hearing the mention of Jason. You could only imagine what she meant by an intense couple of weeks. But there was no need for you to be jealous, right? Jason was with you not her. But in the moment you couldn’t help but notice how incredibly gorgeous Cece Drake was. She had beatiful blonde hair, blue eyes, easily a size 4, and not to mention her confident outgoing personality. She was everything you weren’t.

For some reason this realization made you sick to your stomach. She looked perfectly healthy, while the reason you had looked the way you did was from practically making yourself sick. Almost your whole life you had been worried about your appearance; making sure you never ate more than 1000 calories a day, over exerrting yourself, and excercising till you felt your body break down.

You knew you were destroying yourself, but you wanted to be pretty. You wanted to be like the girls at your school who all the boys fawned over. You wanted to be the girl who was always picked first for group projects. You wanted to be the girl who wasn’t afraid to wear a crop top in public. You wanted to be like Alison, beautiful and destructive.

Alison had told you something that’s always stuck with you, “You’re pretty, but sweetie you need to drop a few pounds.” When she was alive you easily weighed 130 pounds. By the time your family moved back to Rosewood, you weighed 100, and now you weigh 110. everyone had noticed the dramtic changes over the years. Your family had done nothing but worry about you, the boys at school would whistle at you and make inappropriate remarks, Hanna was someone who you could relate to, and Jason was someone you could rely on.

Before you guys started dating, he found out about your eating disorder. At the time you and the other liars were still questioning if he was A, but after he had helped you get better you never once thought about him being A again, and dismissed the girls when every they tried to convince you he was just being friendly to get information. Luckily, things were different now.

You wondered why Jason had never brought up Cece Drake before. You silently wondered if there was any part of him that still thought about her. I mean she’s gorgeous, who wouldn’t be thinking about her.

You had been zoned out for so long you hadn’t even been paying attention to their conversation until you saw her about to leave, but she stopped in her tracks, “Do any of you girls know if Jason is seeing anyone? I hear he looks really good now-a-days.” Cece asked.

The rest of the girls looked at you subtly before turning back to Cece, “No clue.” Spencer said quickly, shrugging her shoulders. Cece nodded her head.

“Well if you see him tell him I say hi.” She said in flirtatious tone, making your skin crawl.

It had been two days since you last spoke to Jason. You spent the last couple of days worrying about your body, spiraling back into that same old self concious loop you had been so familiar with. He was starting to get worried about you. He had absolutely no idea what was going on with you.

You sigh, sitting in the driver’s seat of your car. You know you shouldn’t do this, but you really needed something to take your mind off Cece Drake.

Jason sighed as he sat down on the front porch of his house. He had absolutely no explanation for what was goingon and it was driving him crazy. He turned his head when he heard footsteps walking up to him. He had hoped it would be you, but was met with slight disappointment when he saw someone else.

“Hey.” Spencer greeted softly, walking up the porch to sit by her brother. He simply nodded at her, looking down at the cement floor, which suddenly became very interesting.

“I met Cece Drake this morning.” Spencer revealed. Jason looked up, a confused expression on his face. He hadn’t heard that name in so long, nor thought of it. Spencer could see the gears turning in his head.

“What?” She questioned.

“Was y/n with you?” He asked, looking at her desperately for answers.

“Yeah, why?” It suddenly clicked in his head what was going on with you. You weren’t ignoring him because you were mad at him. You were ignoring him because of something she had said.

You sat on a hard red stool at the bar, thanking Alison internally for getting you a fake id. All you had to do was flash it to the bartender and he came back with exactly what you thought you needed. Alcohol.

You had only drank a little bit, but you were already starting to feel tipsy. You were clearly a light weight, and almost everyone knew it.

“What’s a pretty girl like yourself doing here all alone?” A masculine voice asked from beside you. You turned your head to see a man sitting next to you, a glass of something that was defintely stronger than what you were drinking.

“I’m wondering the same thing myself.” You heard another voice say from behind you. You didn’t have to think twice about it to know who it was. You spun yourself around in the stool and were met with his warm green eyes. You groaned dramatically, pushing youself off the stool. You forgot that the stool was hightened, and practically fell right into Jason’s arms.

His arms wrapped around you quickly, pulling you back up straight. Well, straight as you could get in that moment, “I’m taking you home.” He said strictly, making you giggle. It wasn’t really funny, but right now everything seemed comical to you. You pushed past him walking out of the bar. You felt the cold night air hit your face. It felt good at first, but then it made you feel sick. You threw up into the bushes right outside the bar, right before warm hands pulled your hair back for you.

“I don’t feel good.” You mumbled, wiping your mouth off.

“Mm, I wonder why.” Jason quipped, rubbing your back as an attempt to soothe you. You groaned, shoving your head into his chest. He put one of his hands in your hair, rubbing your head comfortably.

“You smell good.” You mumbled into his chest, making let out a breathy laugh, “Can we make out now?” You asked, pulling him down by his jacket. He kissed the top of your head.

“Not right now pretty girl.” He said softly. You groaned, the annoyance making you roll your eyes. You pushed away from him, walking through the parking lot, Jason following closely behind you.

You stopped in the middle of the parking lot, looking at a group of trees intensly, “Hey, who put those there?” You wondered, observing the trees like they were the most interesting thing in the world. Jason came up behind you, shrugging his jacket off and putting it over your shoulders. He didn’t say anything, knowing that explaining the process of the life cycle of a tree to a drunk person would just end up with and endless amount of stupid questions.

“I think you should take a nap and then google it in the morning.” He said, intertwining his hand with yours as he walked you to the car, opening the door for you and helping you get in. The car ride home was relatively quite, but it wasn’t uncomfortable silence, it was nice.

When you got to the DiLaurentis house, Jason’s hands stayed on your waist as he guided you up the stairs. You plopped down on his bed as he pulled something out of his closet for you to wear. He helped you unzip your little black dress and pulled his hoodie over your head. You yawned as you threw yourself back onto his bed. He sat down next you, pulling the covers over you and placing a gentle kiss on your head.

��She’s pretty.” You mumbled into the cold pillow, grasping it in your hands. Jason sighed, knowing this conversation would end up happening one way or another.

“Whose the girl that I let sleep in my bed everyday and steal every single clothing item I own?” He teased, making you smile into the pillow. You knew he was right.

“But—”

“But nothing. I love you, and only you.” He assured, pulling you into him as he wrapped his arms around you tightly. You cuddled into his chest, grasping his shirt in your hands.

“I love you too, Jase.” You yawned.

“I know angel.”

[insanefemme]

Also if this doesn't help, you can still go see a physiotherapist, cause they might teach you another stretch or excercise that could help.

Ypu could try doing the stretches daily cause you might be able to loosen those muscles over time

Okay I’m currently furious that migraines are often so blindly easy to treat and I had to find this out myself at the age of 26 when I’ve been to a neurologist since I was 11 lol so I’m about to teach you two neat and fast little tricks to deal with pain!

The first is the sternocleidomastoid muscle, or the SCM muscle.

This big red section is responsible for pain around the eye, cheekbone, and jaw, as well as some temple pain. Literally all you have to do is angle your head down a little, angle it away from the side that hurts, and then you can gently pinch and rub that muscle. I find it best to start at the bottom and travel upwards. The relief is so immediate! You can increase pressure as you feel comfortable doing so.

Here is a short and easy video showing this in action

The second is a fast and easy stretch that soothes your vagus nerve, which is the nerve responsible for calming you down. The vagus nerve, for those unfamiliar, is stimulated by deep breathing such as yawning, sighing, singing, or taking a deep breath to calm your anger in a tense situation.

You can stretch this out by sitting up as straight as possible (this does not have to be perfect to work) and interlacing your fingers. Put your hands on the back of your head with your thumbs going down the sides of your neck and, while keeping your face forward, look all the way to one side with just your eyes. Hold that until you feel the urge to breathe deeply or yawn, or until you can tell there’s a change. Then do the same thing on the other side. When you put your arms down, you should clearly be able to turn your head farther in both directions. If the first session doesn’t get rid of your migraine, rest and repeat as many times as necessary. I even get a little fancy with it and roll my eyes up and down along the outer edge sometimes to stretch as much as I can.

If you need a visual here’s a good video on it. I know some of the language they use seems questionable but this is real and simple science and should not be discarded because it’s been adopted by the trendy wellness crowd!

I seriously cannot believe I didn’t hear a word of this from any doctor in my life. Additionally, if you get frequent recurring migraines, you may want to see a dietician. Migraines can be caused by foods containing histamines, lectin, etc. and can also be caused by high blood pressure in specific situations such as exercise, stress, and even sex.

If any of this information helps you I’d love to hear it btw! It’s so so fast and easy to do. Good luck!

[txttletale]

idk if you wanted a response for the "What if nobody likes xyz person, do they just die?" idea under anarchist thought, but i think the reason it's brushed off so often is because in a lot of areas with mutual aid networks, at least in my experience, this has happened and either there were people involved who didn't mind the shitty person and helped or everyone gritted their teeth to help anyway.

i don't have an answer to "Well what if they dont", because that hasn't ever been an issue in any anarchist collective ive been in that already exists. same with more strenuous tasks like medicine, there's some diy hrt communities in my local anarchist community too and specifically our bathtub joe has delivered hormones to her rapist with the protection of a few people she trusts and a pocket knife if they tried anything.

i don't know if a lot of anarchists interact with you in good faith, and a lot of tumblr anarchists are baby leftists at best, so i wanted to answer even if your reply to this was dismissive

to be clear: i know and talk to a lot of cool anarchists, including friends and mutuals and comrades. the vast majority of anarchists i know -- "the best of the anarchists", as lenin once put it -- are serious and intelligent people worth enaging with, and while capitalism remains the order of the day, my political allies.

that said, i think you've slightly misunderstood the point i was making -- i was not discussing the bathtub joe situation to say "no hierarchy means people die, checkmate anarchists" -- i'm sure my hypothetical scenario could be resolved happily! rather, it is to illustrate that in a system with no formal hierarchy, there are going to be material and mechanical reasons that put someone in a position of de facto authority over someone else. if you get something that you need to survive from someone (or a group of someones) that person has power over you -- & if you Live In A Society, you will always need things from other people to survive. even if they don't excercise that power maliciously, it still exists.

& maybe that isn't an intractable problem! but i think anarchists need to start from a position of acknowledging that power is real when they talk about how things should be organized & i think they very often don't

[things-that-weevils-do]

THIS IS HOW CHEMWASTE HAS WON

im sorry for focusijg on shipping immediatly, i went insane about the song in my friends dms so im going insane about this uere... im a bit. flabbergasted??? im not so much focused on the ship as much as "thats my guys .. thats my girlfriends ..!!!!!" if that makes sense?? or at least 'waow i had the same thought as weevildoing before they made their thought public...'

ofc kve got no definitive proof im the person to ever ship them, or that its canon but i do feel like their founding father ... i was in the delivery room for chemwaste ... theyre my baby

so first off, jordyn and joy are on treadmills together ... yay !!!! :]] theyre hanging out!!! god. i love the art in this mv so much btw like GOD!!!!!! just seeing them interwct like this is so sweettt !!! i KNEW rhis would happen to them. i knew theyd excercise together and disposable would suck ass at it. save her chemical. save her. idc if it a canon ship or not theyre hanging out and thaz makes me happy!!!!! like aughhh theyre chilling together...!!!

next up. in the updated journal entries. disposable says she has girlfriends. she says shes not quite ready to share who they are yet. however .. through my power of deduction .. ive noticed TWO other characters that say rheyre in a relationship ...

mind BLOWN ?!?!?!! this is completely speculative like, umm um . disposable saying she doesnt want to say who just yet makes me feel like its someone we know. fainéant's qpps and chemicals gf could def be someone that we dont know, just, like, someone. yknow? and even if they are someone we know, no definite proof theyre just these 3

but !!!!! theyre dots that i can connect. so iwill.

also AUGHHHB THE SONG ??? THE SONG ????? HEKLO???? THE MV IS SO!!!!!! GUHHHHH!!!!!! all the girls singing at the end ("disposable, but i dont have to be" and such) !!!!!! god !!!! fucking !!!!! Hello !!!!! Hello !!!!!! Speak to me nurse parallel !!!! Speak to me !!!!!! im also in love with irreverents updated page. its so everything to me. and taxi!!!! ouhhhgghhh,,..,..... REFRACTION!!!!! im so happy for refraction ouhhhhhhhgggg im sorry ill never call the girls by their real names im sorry. IRREVERENT AND SPLITTER!!!!! them meditaring n then in the group photo splitter ✌!!!!! with irreverent next to her .... GAHHHHH!!!!!! im DEAD!!!!!!!! godddd

i cant believe its. like. GOD. head in HANDS idont know what to say its 2am save me nurse parallel. if i survive tonight imigjt make a real post on my thoughrs about nurse parallel and tptm and studf any everything odpnt know. my head hits the pillow and iimmediatly fall asleep

[shewreckz]

Hey your art is pretty whimsical and radical my gender non specific broseph, per chance would thou be able to enlighten us on how you draw such bodacious fine art? Like how you draw bodies and fave and what have thee. (Fr tho your art really cool and I'd like to see how you make it)

okay i have whipped up a quick little visual of my thought process while drawing!! it might not be the best cause im not the greatest at teaching but if anyones curious ^_^

first lets start with how i draw bodies

a lot of people like to do the "skeleton" method which is where you draw lines and circles to plan out where the limbs should be. honestly i really dislike doing that because i like to always have volume and shape in mind when drawing bodies, but if it works for you thats great.

instead i separate the body into different pieces, kinda like an articulated doll. i think it helps visualize all the moving parts in a 3d space and makes posing and perspective a lot easier. i can also always add the detailed anatomy on top of this basic model like you see on the left. its always important to work from simple -> complex. drawing a pose while being too worried on anatomy will really hinder your drawing process.

to improve doing this it really just takes practice and observation. i could be here all day talking about proportions, and how many heads high a person is, and each specific muscle group, but i reccomend you go and watch videos and study professional artists on your own. as someone who has been drawing and studying these things for so long, i barely think about how many heads high a person is when im drawing a body. its kind of like learning how to play and instrument or driving a car. it becomes second nature eventually, but you have to apply those skills and work through that period of time where youre still trying to program it into your brain.

after you get a hang of the basics you can take this basic model and draw all types of body shapes with it. i say its always important to play around with making your body types diverse. its not only fun to do but helps make all the characters you draw unique and recognizable. (dont be like vivziepop).

dynamic posing can be the hardest thing to master for a lot of people. the best way to learn how to pose is to not think about it too much and just doing it. for example in my figure drawing class we had to sketch out gesture drawings from a picture in 15 seconds. excercises like that help a ton in making you feel more comfortable when drawing from a reference. you should definitely reference a LOT when it comes to poses, it helps build this visual database so that eventually you can get to the point where you can just draw accurate and dynamic poses from memory. after getting to this point eventually you kind of start thinking of your canvas as this tangible 3d space and considering your characters in 3d space helps make the poses feel a lot more realistic and interesting.

ok now a quick little tour into how i draw different faces yaaaayy!!!1!1!1

main thing with my art is that i LOVEEE drawing dynamic face shapes i think its so important to avoid drawing the same slim faces over and over. shape language plays a big role into this. like for example the face on the middle is more square, the one on the left is more oval and the one on the right is more circle. shape language helps communicate so much about your character without even saying a word about them and just helps differentiate people from a glance.

facial features also play a huge role into making your faces different. these are all drawn from the same exact face shape but look like entirely different characters by adding variety in the features. different noses, eye shapes, lips, etc. can make such a huge difference

i think before any of that its important to learn the anatomy of the face though. again im not gonna go into how many eyes wide a face it or how far the nose is from the mouth but like its always important to learn the fundamentals before stylizing stuff. again the face is a 3d space and if you dont consider your face a 3d plane the features will kind of just look like theyre floating on your characters face like soup...theres a lot of great resources and tutorials online take advantage of those!!! and reference from artists you like too it helps a ton.

and then you mix that all together and Boom you have cool and interesting faces. you will best that same face syndrome in no time if you take my advice Trust...

anyways yeah thats the soda design philosophy hit that like button if you liked it or douse me with tomatoes and kick me off the stage if you think i give bad advice ill leave the decision up to you