The air is getting thinner...

(Art from 2020)

I need to get tied up and made to suffocate in a plastic bag to the point I pass out

People who draw superheroes in super skintight outfits that show off every contour of their muscles and butts suggest that they (the artists) do not understand how fabric works or how uncomfortable it would be to have a permanent pants wedgie.

does anyone else find themselves really motivated and then you get some random health scare and suddenly you feel the urge to eat just to make yourself feel better

back to thinking about that worst timeline princess AU concept where luz and hunter end up with camila in the human realm when camila hasn't met vee and doesn't know about the isles. & so camila thinks that the two of them have just been held captive together for years.

i'm mainly thinking about my 100% certainty that luz would develop a Crippling case of agoraphobia for..... very obvious reasons. double-checked the definition just now because i was like "i'm pretty sure it's no longer referred to as a fear of being outside??" and yeah -- it's a fear of being in environments where you'll be helpless or unable to escape if something goes wrong. which. well. you guys know what she's gone thru.

that combined with the general confusion and sensory overload of the human world.... i think luz would get Very Very Very Upset if she was forced to leave the house. and going anywhere without hunter especially is a non-starter. like one of u guys said a few days ago, the sheer LEVELS that her separation anxiety would ratchet up to.... she's basically following him to the bathroom whenever he gets up and sitting outside the door like a lonely cat. i don't even want to CONSIDER the kind of breakdown she'd have if she was made to go out with camila to, like, a completely normal therapy appointment.

When are we going to acknowledge that making fun of young girls with EDs by directly attacking their symptoms and body is ableist and dangerous

I think it's really funny when fundies are also super into the crunchy lifestyle like bestie your whole system is based on a dude with magical powers born from a virgin you can take a tylenol and stop feeding your infant raw milk now

when i said i was into choking i did not mean my cat laying partly on my neck. stella this does not feel safe sane consensual

. anyway after writing the tags 4 this post i told my research partner i will no longer follow his dreams lmao. still helping w it but i need to engage in research that i find satisfying

hii not to vent on main but i kinda feel like my body is giving out

A few assorted doodles from around 2019-2020

I gotta say on the one hand it's kind of frustrating that I can't get diagnosis or treatment for my symptoms disease*, and on the other hand it's more than a little funny that the medication that just so happens to treat my symptoms disease** is also the medication given to me by doctors for asthma or allergy flareups. Also, the medication that's been like "doesn't fix it completely but sure as hell helps a LOT" was not actually prescribed for my endocrine issue! It was prescribed for salt wasting syndrome, a thing that is not actually a diagnosis (because two opposite things are called that)*** I am not a medical professional do not take any of this as medical advice, I'm just venting

*aka whatever is wrong with my endocrine system. I don't have an official diagnosis, just many different specialists going "yeah that's...not supposed to happen. Sounds like something is wrong with your endocrine system and it might be autoimmune" **corticosteroids ***there are two things that can be called salt wasting syndrome: cerebral salt wasting syndrome, and SIADH. From what I've heard from various doctors, the treatment for the two things are pretty much the complete opposite, even though the symptoms present the same.

someone’s probably already made this joke but i feel like vessel removing the titty strap was like the sleep token equivalent of rock lee removing his ankle weights. pecs are unconstrained and so is he

i drink a sip of red wine and boom there‘s the enormity of my longing that disgusts me

sorry to anyone the teacher picks to do a group project with me and i without hesitation immediately say “can i be alone?”