#idk I think so

[rivangel]

//disordered eating

wondering about levi and his relationship with food. because he spent 20 some years of his life with it being something of a luxury / scarce resource. then he gets aboveground and even as far as s4 goes, he’s still survived underground longer than he’s been a soldier (20ish years vs 11yrs).

like especially in his early years. he’d be overwhelmed by the amount of food available. and totally disgusted by people who throw food away when they’re full and don’t finish their meal. sure military food is shitty, but it’s a fucking feast compared to the rotted shit levi was used to. he’d eat as much food during a single sitting aboveground that underground it’d take days to gather.

it’d be difficult for him to process that he doesn’t have to starve anymore, maybe hoarding food in his room / quarters or unable to help himself from practically stuffing it in his face because he used to always be on the move, there was always a chance it could be stolen from him. so he eats too fast and makes himself sick.

even bingeing at the mess hall where you can just “pick out” your food because it’s so implanted in him that he doesn’t know when he’ll eat again. he knows it’s illogical and that’s why he’s ashamed of it, and prefers to eat alone. people watching him eat gets him on his guard.

which would as time passes, turn into a self-punishing relationship? times on the battlefield where a dozen soldiers die because Levi wasn’t quick enough, or slipped up the tiniest bit. he’d think, there’s so much food around, who cares if I don’t eat right now? I’m fucking privileged. I deserve worse.

maybe forgetting to eat. he’d be so so used to feeling hungry that it barely occurs to him when he’s on duty and distracted by other things. it’s not purposeful, it just slips his mind, and only when the world wobbles when he stands, only when hard tremors appear in his hands does he remember.

[an-innocent-peep]

Guess who got their claws on sprunki info

Mee :3 and brud is my fav (ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟʟʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ɪɴ ɢᴀᴍᴇs)

[clingylilhoneybee]

I am being so goddamn brave

[fabdante]

a while ago i'd crafted a lovely life is strangesque zutara au like i plotted the whole thing it was great i was so happy about it

then i forgot all the details immediately and i have been trying for months to get them back but they're not coming back

much like the plot of life is str-

[stinastar]

I have an envelope in my backpack that feels a bit like shroedinger’s cat in the box

[landrinha]

Actually the bite wasn't that bad the problem was Armand separating them abruptly

wow louis really took a big chomp outta daniel's neck

here i thought the shot of the scar from the pilot was the entire bite, but no, it's just the puncture wound from ONE of louis's fangs

[mroddmod]

the queen of the disco or whatever

[wormspoodle]

compiled some things

[sheepydraws]

The secret Dungeon Meshi sauce that's getting people to eat better is that it's so non-judgmental. Senshi and the rest of the gang never talk about what not to eat besides things that taste bad and literal poison. They don't even talk about "health" that much besides the importance of a balanced diet. It's so much easier to eat well when you think of food simply as something your body needs, and that it's often worth the extra effort to make it taste good, especially when you understand how to connect "things your body needs" with "things that taste good"

[starridge]

puppet hour was brutal

[blorbopolis]

im cooking

[starrysharks]

ghanaian miku

[gayvampyr]

asking people to be mindful of others when sharing a communal space (especially one you cannot just up and leave from) is not selfish or misanthropic. come on now

[frankierotwinkdeath]

Y’all want Taylor Swift to be gay so bad but you won’t even write femslash about her

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[datcravat]

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