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ayeforscotland · 11 months
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Fucking Christ.
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mosscoveredpawss · 1 month
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This might be one of my "weirder" rants but I think I came to a realization that the way I eat has been a pretty big sign my therianthropy.
Ever since I was little, adults in my life have been nagging me that I "eat improperly."
The biggest thing I got told off for (and still get told off for) is that I eat too fast, or a I take too big of bites when I eat. I never have understood why people thought this was such a big deal. I'm eating the way that is most comfortable for me and somehow that's the "wrong way."
I am eating like I should .
To me, this has been part of my disconnect from "the human experince." I don't eat like a human, I've always been eating like an animal; even without realizing it. Subconsciously eating as fast as I need so that my competitors don't take my food. Big bites, like a bear would. Sometimes even large portion sizes, like a bear would.
I would like to know other alterhuman's experience with food and/or eating habits. Does anyone else feel like they were eating a certain way or only eating a certain type of food and not realizing they were doing it?
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bingeblogging · 1 year
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my random homemade meals found in my camera roll so I can remember them later ☺️
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dragonflavoredcake · 11 months
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Grian: Hey Mumbo, wanna go get lunch? Mumbo: Oh, I already ate with Iskall, but what do you want? Grian: Grian: Loyalty.
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swampstew · 6 months
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Killer, I-30 ~ Cum Eating
Summary: Hiking through the ancient lands of old and you get to experience a rite of passage - staying overnight in a real life wilderness hut - that will keep you safe from deadly terrors and beasts during the night. Does it work?
Warnings: Spicy, modern monster au, Killer as Biasd Bheulach with female reader, risky sex, fingering, oral (reader receiving), failed pull out method and cum eating, dead dove do not eat for ending cause murder is implied. Word Count: 863
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Biasd Bheulach is a monster or spirit that supposedly haunts Odal Pass on the Isle of Skye in Scotland. It is said to be a nocturnal shapeshifter, sometimes a man, sometimes a beast. It’s believed to be the source of the frightful shrieks and outcries heard in the night. If you’ve ever asked what’s hiding in the dark, don’t be surprised to hear it’s the Beast of Odal Pass. There are accounts of travelers claiming to have been attacked by the beast as they traveled through the night. One alleged victim was found dead on the roadside with gory wounds. There have been few actual accounts of what the creature looks like so it is generally advised not to travel at night.
The handsome stranger had flirted with you all night and you had fallen for his charm. His big, muscled body was a delight to look at, his long and gorgeous mane of hair was enchanting, and every time you caught a peek of his crystal blue eyes, you could feel yourself swoon. Like a fairy tale prince handsome.
You and your friend group had been hiking through the land when it began to grow dark. And once the deep hue cleared the sky you’re spines prickled with fear when you heard wild shrieking that nearly sounded like laughter. Crazed laughter.
Finding a local wilderness hut, called a Bothy, your group tread quickly to the basic shelter in the hopes to avoid whatever that foul sound was. When you crossed the threshold none of you expected to find it already occupied by the handsome stranger. He introduced himself and explained he sought shelter when he heard the howling shrieks. He lived in the next town over and was travelling by foot but decided that for safety he would spend the night.
His name was hard to pronounce and didn’t have an easily international equivalent, so he settled for Killer when your friend’s boyfriend called him drop dead gorgeous. Killer was kind, gentle and well-articulated. It was easy to get along with him and feel comfortable around him quickly. Between the four of you, you had food and water for about a day and a half.
Killer informed everyone that there was a fresh water stream nearby and offered to go with her boyfriend, but your friend insisted she would go with as there was no bathroom in the shelter, just a spade to dig in the dirt.
As soon as you were left alone with him, he pounced. You eagerly accepted his brazen advances and soon you were both rushing towards the shoddy second story loft space for privacy. Despite the…rugged…quality of the shelter, it served is purpose.
You were writhing in pleasure as Killer removed his thick, calloused fingers out of your weeping cunt. You whimpered at him with pleading eyes and gave him a satisfied hum when he unbuckled his pants. He fucked you raw and you loved every second of it. Dripping in sweat and huffing the humid air with each breath you shared as he pistoned into you and harshly bit where your shoulder met your neck. With a cry, your pussy throbbed and clamped on his cock making him grunt loudly, panting through grit teeth as his hips stuttered.
“Sh-shit!” you heard him moan as he pulled out, jerking himself over your body and covering you with white. You closed your eyes as you felt the warmth splatter against your skin, your hips shifted and you realized you could feel warmth dripping down between your thighs.
“Did you—?” you asked quietly.
“Eh I might have, sorry don’t think I pulled out fast enough. Don’t worry I’ll clean you up, just sit back and get comfortable, this won’t take long.”
Confused, you laid on your back as he lifted your thighs over his shoulder. He buried his tongue into your pussy and you let out a squeal. You felt the muscle work your core, licking your walls clean, licking your ass cheeks and inner thighs clean as well. You were in a daze as he left your core, trailing his tongue up your torso as he thrusted his fingers into your pussy once more. Pumping you as he licked clean the mess he made on you.
When he cleaned the last drop, his fingers worked overtime causing your final orgasm to strike you like lightning. He swallowed your screams as your pussy crushed his fingers, pumping you through the intense rocking that wallowed in your body as you rode the train of ecstasy. You don’t remember anything else from the night, except one final moment as sleep dragged you to its depths, the way he looked at you with almost guilt as he kissed your forehead.
Quietly murmuring, “If only in a different life.”
You remembered wanting to ask him what he meant when you woke up. However, you awoke to a nightmare. Walking groggily down the steps, your movement faltered when you realized the Bothy had been destroyed from the inside out. No trace of your friend, her boyfriend, or Killer.
All that was left was splatters and puddles of blood strewn about the ruined interior.
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5 tiles to go, 59 calls made so far.
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beegoould · 3 months
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Recently my therapist dropped something on me that is hard for me to wrap my head around. We’ve started talking through my issues with food and eating, and after a couple sessions she said “I think you may have a form of anorexia” And I’m like “You may not have noticed this but I weigh 250 pounds” and she was like “nah dog, you don’t have to be underweight to have it” and this made NO SENSE to me. And I said “I don’t have the willpower or the strength to be anorexic” which made me stop and think, and made her raise an eyebrow.
I realized in that moment that there had been times in my life when I was jealous of people with this devastating, potentially deadly illness. I felt like they had an ability I knew I would never have. And that’s a super fucked up way to think about it.
We talked through it and she told me that my periods of obsessive calorie counting, punishing myself for eating foods I felt were off limits, measuring things to the ounce, and thinking about food pretty much all the time was the issue. The first time she brought this up was when I told her I used to berate myself for eating something I shouldn’t have when I actually hadn’t eaten it, I’d just thought about eating it. Also when I was drinking too much I would plan my day around it, making sure I had an empty stomach and weighing what I drank on a kitchen scale. And I did research to find out what alcohol had the least calories with the highest abv.
So she tells me she thinks I have atypical anorexia. I still have the obsessive thoughts, but I don’t follow any self imposed restrictions. I still think about them, I just got too tired to keep following them. I still punish myself for eating “bad” foods.
We’re going to continue talking through this and navigate it, hopefully find ways to change some of my thoughts and behaviors. I’m still surprised at myself for my initial knee jerk response of thinking that it’s just like me to have this disorder but still be overweight. That’s not me anymore. I felt that way when I was a kid up to my 30’s, that being overweight made me useless and less than. I don’t feel that way now, but I guess it’s hardwired into my brain at a subconscious level.
To be clear, I have never had negative thoughts about people I knew or met who were overweight. They were different. I was the problem, no one else.
I wanted to share this because I’d never heard of it before, and while it’s not life changing to know this is a thing, it is helping me understand myself and some of my behaviors in a way that I haven’t before. It is also helping me be kinder to myself, at least a little.
I hope this post wasn’t upsetting or painful for anyone. This is just me sharing my experience and thoughts, I don’t know much about this topic and I’m probably shitty in a lot of ways as I’m writing about this since I don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m sorry about that. I’m going to tag the fuck out of this.
Anyway. My wish for all of you is that you can be kind to yourself however you can in whatever way you need to be. ☀️☀️☀️
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notcruvusmemes · 7 months
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Murderbot-universe textpost from Ratthi with a reply from Three.
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(Not shown - Murderbot responding along the lines of "What is wrong with you all???" but with more swearing)
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sluggybasson107 · 3 months
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Image Description: A digital drawing of Lopmon's dark evolution in bad lighting. They stare directly in the camera with a ripped up green jacket and dead hand sticking out of their mouth. Blood stains their fur and horn at the top of its head. Their mouth is slightly open with their dead stare expression. The background is black. End Image Description.]
Day 6 of @surviveweek: Loss
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meldelamel · 1 year
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Comic by @nakakabaliw .
Voices made by me.
Click the images for better storytelling!
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pillowspace · 11 months
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salubri-outcast · 1 year
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so much ED helping and recovery stuff is based on acquired EDs. Talking about being happy in your body and the like.
This is, of course, a good thing.
However it's entirely unhelpful for working through ARFID.
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dragonflavoredcake · 1 year
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Pearl: I'd like to enter Impulse into the soup-eating contest next time. Grian: Is he pretty good at that? Pearl: He's doing his share! Gem, to Impulse: Didn't you finish a bowl not that long ago? Impulse: I'm still eating. Pearl: He's on his—he's on his nineteenth bowl.
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heartless-aro · 1 year
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For any Muslim aros out there who are observing Ramadan: Ramadan Mubarak! For those who are able to fast, I hope your fasting goes well (and that, assuming it is Halal, you are able to have some delicious garlic bread at Iftar) <2
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beegoould · 9 months
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thatchainsguy · 1 month
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Be mindful of the tags on this one.
Been in some serious autistic burn out the past couple of months. A variety of reasons, as always, but one big one has been a shitty interpersonal conflict where I’ve been trying to exit a situation of coercion, manipulation, and power dynamics that allowed the other stuff to happen. Amongst all this, I’ve lost a significant amount of weight in a short time because I’m having trouble feeding myself.
If anyone remembers me going through my major eating disorder era when I was a pro sparkle pony, you’ll know that losing weight unintentionally has triggered old brain gremlins that want me to lose more. And of course, I show up in aerial spaces and people compliment me on losing weight… I’ve been struggling every time I’ve lost weight (and could’ve killed myself and my duo partner back in 2017).
I don’t have a point here, just really frustrated.
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weirdlet · 2 years
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A thinky-thought for our collective Cad Bane nonsense- what if part of his biology, as a reptile, to infrequently eat larger meals and then sleep them off?  What if part of how he gets his jobs done is to literally be a little bit lean and hungry to stay keen and motivated- then when he’s in his off hours, enjoy a more luxurious schedule of good meals and cozy naps?
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