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effallya · 2 years

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CW: food/eating; suggestions of disordered eating

Taste of Life - Zagreus seems off; Achilles is suspicious.

this took 1.5 years and it’s finally done omg!! onto the next one hahaha

PDF available for free on Kofi, link in pinned post (u can find me on Twt/IG @lianabnana)

#hades game #hades fanart #supergiant games #zagreus #achilles #cw: food/eating #cw: suggestions of disordered eating #spoilers #kinda #this took me 1.5 years to make #i am so tired #edited: i mispelled chthtonic chtong chthonic

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rawrsatthetree · 2 months

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I think one of Astarion’s ways of showing that he cares is making sure Tav is fully fed at all times.

Before he’s willing to admit his feeling for them, he tells himself that if they’re well fed that’s more blood they can feed him or they can’t protect him if they’re starving.

At meals he’ll push past everyone to make sure Tav gets plenty of food before anyone else.

He’ll sneak extra snacks into their pack.

He pays attention to what they like and makes sure to take it from the camp supplies and hides it in his tent. He also makes sure to look for it while they’re out exploring as well.

Living things need proper nutrients, so he always makes sure Tav gets the fruits and vegetables they find over anyone else.

If there’s a meat they particularly like he’ll be sure to hunt it and bring the bloodless corpse back to camp.

He’s the first to notice if they loose any weight or to spot any signs of hunger. He hates how it makes his gut twist with worry.

The threat of starvation always feels just around the corner, he needs to make sure they eat as much as they can while they still can.

And if this causes them to gain weight all the better! He loves the physical reminder they’re well fed and how they feel softer and warmer in his arms.

He never wants Tav to feel hunger like he has.

This is something that doesn’t change if he ascends. His Consort will always have to best blood and wine available, they’ll never feel the pains of vampiric hunger. What would be the point of all that power if he couldn’t even satisfy his favorite’s needs even if he has to force feed them.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #baldurs gate #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion x tav #astarion x durge #astarion x reader #tavstarion #astarion headcanons #astarion imagine #bg3 headcanons #baldurs gate 3 headcanons #cw food #cw weight #cw eating

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incognitopolls · 4 months

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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

#polls #incognito polls #anonymous #tumblr polls #tumblr users #questions #food #tw ed #eating disorder cw #disordered eating cw #tw disordered eating #polls about food

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its-stimsca · 7 months

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Wayneradiotv eating a raw egg stimboard

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#food #eating #cw #human hands #egg #gray #grey #slime #rtvs #stim #stimboard #Wayneradiotv #white #not request

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marksandrec · 6 months

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Marks and Rec: Misc #2608

*chews faster* (Dialogue is just made up, lol.)

#watcher #ghoul boys #marielle scott #ryan bergara #shane madej #demon shane #food files #ghost files #incorrect quotes #marks and rec misc #source: original #vid: ryan and shane drink too much milk food files seattle #eating cw #food cw

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okiroash · 1 month

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it doesn't wash away

#cw moldy food #cw gore #ghost trick #ghost trick spoilers #yomiel #can't get enough of speed arms yomiel... thanks shu takumi #unhappy birthday for yomiel.. my friend gave me the idea about yomiel getting himself a cake even though he can't eat...#a semblance of normalcy... a reminder that he's aging..#4th picture inspired by abuse-ken's song “Ikill” I don't know the lyrics but wow.. the instruments..#👁‍🗨!

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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?

#cw eating mention #cw food mention #therian #bearkin #alterhuman #otherkin #therianthropy #nonhuman #theriotype #otherhearted #bear therian

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thankssbutno · 2 months

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OMG GUYSSSSSSS I FINALLY REACHED MY FIRST GW !!!!!!!

i’m officially under 50kg (≈110 pounds) again😭😭😭😭 i’m so happy

i’ve been wanting this for a long time and at first it was harsh but it’s so worth it, now it’s even easier losing weight because i’m disciplined:)

next gw: 45kg (≈100pounds)

i hope i can reach it before april

I HOPE AND I WILL🍀🕯️

#4norexi4 #disordered eating cw #ed not sheeren #food restriction #st4rv1ng #st4rv3 #thinspø #ana trigger #black ana #tw ed diet

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sheliawolfox · 10 months

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I am bad at 2 things:

Having an ED

And not having an ED

(My life summed up)

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404-art-found · 3 months

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been thinking a lot about the masks

They're actually organic, and lie in a dormant state until someone holds it up to their face. A newly-possessed masked is clumsy and awkward; it has swiftly altered the victim's blood to make it a volatile substance to boil off the faces of future victims. They bleed freely when stressed and out of excitement when when seeing prey, before even starting pursuit.

Slowly, over time, a mask's roots grow into any and all available holes within the victim's face (mouth, nose, eyes, and in very old masked, ears) to gain a finer control of the corpse's movements and senses and to keep it in one piece longer, like a tree's roots in dirt. These masks have more restraint for when they bleed, to preserve their blood for the kill, and urban legend says that their blood burns hotter and eats through helmet metal quicker.

Masks are rather docile when not actively hunting. But when they finally get their hands on new prey, they melt off the victim's face and start the process making another one of itself, similar to budding in earth hydras. The new mask is deposited onto what's left of the victim's face, and boom, now you have two mimics!

You can in theory rip a mask off its host with enough brute force, but... well, now you have a dormant mask and a corpse. To actually kill a mask, you have to shatter it, whether it's on a body or not. Any good hammer will do.

#my art #lethal company #cw blood #cw body horror #they can also eat regular food but they hack up blood on it to dissolve it like a fruit fly #a lot of young masked decay away and get picked apart by scavengers but the older ones know to eat to sustain the corpse

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infelicet · 8 months

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dinner with hyunjin ✾ 230901

#hwang hyunjin #skz #stray kids #kpopccc #dancerachasource #usertsu #bystay #uservasya #userjinnie #.gifs #i was normal today so only an actually reasonable 4 gifs #eating #food #cw food

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dailyworldcinema · 1 year

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‘飲食男女’ Eat Drink Man Woman 1994 | dir. Ang Lee

#ours #by charlie #worldcinemaedit #eat drink man woman #taiwan #1990s #filmedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #chewieblog #userlenie #userraffa #usersavana #uservee #userwongkarawai #userpavlova #food cw

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choiyeonjuns · 10 months

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fill your mouth with as many gummy bears as you can in 15 seconds

#txtnetwork #soobin #choi soobin #txt #tomorrow x together #tomorrow by together #gifs #my first post as page.soobin ljrlkwekrwrkew hiii #wont be tagging mutuals bc idkk how you all feel about idols eating kljsdfsdfksd #tw eating #food cw #cw food #<--idj what to use the correct tw/cw

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b4kuch1n · 1 year

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this body of yores

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#comic #bakuspecial #long post #cw: blood #cw:body horror #ask to tag #hi! comic! this is that!#I am like not coherent anymore after sprinting the last 3 pages lol. so I'll leave elaborating on What this is in the tags for the #next reblog. now I eat something. fuck man I need food in me.#thank u for stickin around with me until I finish this! there will be at least two more comics of this size for this year! yahoo!#but for now. enjoy monster.

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jowoeyclaire · 3 months

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i wanted to do something a bit fun with the shading!

#deltarune #kris #myart #cw food #i always notice kris being associated with apples ingame so i thought i'd draw them eating one!

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mokulule · 1 year

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The Number You Have Called Cannot Be Reached 6

Part 1|Part 2|Part 3|Part 4|Part 5

Ship: Dead on Main (Danny/Jason) Warnings: angst/depression and canon typical violence

Bruce sighed, absently feeling the air on his hands folded in front of his face. He stared unseeingly ahead. His frowned deeply, at a loss of what to do. Worry picked at his self control.

Something was up with Jason. Ever since the other night, something had happened between the thief and Jason. It had left him unsettled and off balance, that much was obvious. They’d all been able to see it.

Now, today, Jason had lost control. He’d been agitated of course, but Bruce hadn’t expected the outburst. Jason was usually good at managing his anger these days, at least in the family. He didn’t get physical with them anymore in anger. Except today Jason had suddenly pulled him up by the shirt, and Bruce had honestly expected him to punch him. Jason had shaken it off, but then he’d fled.

The urge to move, to do something, itched at him. He wanted to get answers, but confronting Jason was out of the question. Their truce was fragile, and it seemed every time he spoke to Jason he said the wrong thing. He didn’t know what to do except control the urge to go after his son. He couldn’t fight his demons for him. He could only try not to make it worse.

And so he sat there, staring, unseeing.

Dick’s footsteps, came down the stairs, easily recognizable: light and almost dancing to a rhythm only he could hear, skipping a step every now and then.

“Hey B, thought you were going golfing with the mayor, keeping up the old appearances and all that” he greeted brightly, as ever immune to Bruce’s mood. Or maybe Alfred sent him down to deal with him, that was also an option.

“Oh I love these,” Dick reached forward over Bruce’s shoulder to grab a protein bar from the backpack. He opened it and started to eat it without hesitation.

“Dick,” Bruce sighed, “this is evidence.”

Dick snorted and leaned on the console so he could look at Bruce. “You’re serious.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow.

Dick snorted again, of course Bruce was serious, then he pulled the backpack over and started rooting through it. Much to Bruce’s exasperation he opened another protein bar.

“Dick, they could be drugged.”

“As if you’d have let me take the first one if that was the case,” Dick mumbled around the mouthful of granola. Bruce mentally conceded the point.

“Anyways,” Dick swallowed and continued, reading the name tag on the inside of the backpack, “Danny Fenton, who’s that?”

Bruce sighed.

“The thief.”

“The Ghost!?” Dick looked up in excitement, “so we have a name now?”

“Presumably, it may not originally have been his backpack.”

“True, doesn’t help much either does it? Danny is very common and Fenton may not be Johnson, but it’s not exactly unique.”

“I haven’t looked it up yet.”

Dick narrowed his eyes.

“This has anything to do with why you’re brooding?”

Silence stretched between them, but Dick could be surprisingly patient when he wanted to. There was no point in dragging things out, it wasn’t a secret, Dick could easily find out through the surveillance if he wanted, Bruce would rather he didn’t.

“Jason was the one who delivered the backpack.”

“Ah.” There was the worried frown Bruce would have liked to avoid. He leaned down a bit to better face Bruce.

“You had a fight?” The question was posed carefully, softly, not betraying any inkling what he thought of that, in a way to gently pry the answer from Bruce, but Bruce knew his eldest son well enough to know he was already mentally running damage control options. That was Dick, always trying to keep their family together tooth and nail. There was a soft pang of appreciation in his chest he couldn’t articulate, instead he focused on the problem at hand.

“He’s convinced the thief needs help, I don’t actually disagree.”

Dick sat back in realization, his eyes flickered to the backpack and its sorry spoils.

“But he could still be working for someone,” Dick recited with a sigh, it was an old lesson. One he knew Jason wouldn’t have appreciated, not if he felt Bruce was dismissing his concerns. “B.”

“I know.”

Do you? Dick’s eyebrows asked, but he had the grace not to actually say it. He clapped Bruce on the shoulder instead, squeezing slightly.

“He’ll warm back up.”

“You think so?” He asked unable to look up at Dick.

“Hey,” Dick said brightly in a way that naturally drew attention to him, “we’ve come back from worse.” And there was that bright smile and that pang of appreciation was back, along with another warm feeling in his chest: hope.

“Well, I gotta get going, I’ve got work tomorrow. Just gotta grab a few more of these.”

And the feeling was gone.

“Dick.”

“We shouldn’t waste perfectly good food, B, also they’re W-Mark exclusives, they don’t have them in Blüdhaven.” He grinned, pockets stuffed with contraband. Invariably reminding Bruce of a younger version with pockets full of candy he’d been denied. Brat already knew he had won. Bruce waved him off with a sigh.

Dick practically skipped towards the stairs. Then he paused.

“Oh and B, if I was you, I’d check the phone at the bottom of the bag. It’s not a brand I recognize.”

With that he was off.

Bruce stared after him. Pride warred with annoyance. He’d been so absorbed in his thoughts he hadn’t even noticed Dick checking out the bag more thoroughly than the cursory look he himself had done when Jason had handed it to him.

He grabbed the bag and rooted around a bit, and just as Dick had said, there was a phone.

He pulled it out, and turned it over in his hands. It was made from dark blue plastic. The logo on the back, a stylized V in front of a globe, wasn’t one he recognized. It looked old and scuffed, had actual buttons and a jarringly small screen when you were used to modern smartphones.

It was also out of power.

With how old it looked, it was unlikely cordless charging was an option. He looked at the bottom edge where there was an actual mini headphone jack, along with what he assumed was the charging port - it wasn’t a type he recognized.

He frowned and got up. He wouldn’t be too late for his meeting with the mayor if he left now, not something he couldn’t brush off as eccentric forgetfulness at least.

He could drop the phone off at Tim’s on the way. Tim would get the phone working one way or another.

Oo o oO

Danny stayed underneath the pavement long after the not-ghost had left. The feeling of almost giving in was a crawling like ants underneath his skin. The threat of almost capture was like a noose around his neck - if they captured him, if they managed to contain him, he would never get home.

Eventually the bone deep tiredness of using his powers too much hit him, and he dragged himself back to his haunt, invisibly and intangibly, because he’d had much too much excitement today. He was raw and empty inside when he dropped onto his blanket pile and rolled up. He would get food some other day. Never mind that he was completely out. It wouldn’t end his existence, just weaken him. Ghosts at the core ran on willpower, and Danny wanted to go home.

A small squeak and rustle, had him opening his eyes a crack and turning his head to look to the far side of the room. There the rat was going his trash, the packaging probably still smelled like food.

He huffed and closed his eyes again. If he got truly desperate he could always eat the rat - It wouldn’t be the worst thing he’d eaten.

Sorry, it's not the longest part this time, but we got to appreciate a few other characters, yay! Hope you enjoyed, cause Danny sure isn't enjoying himself.

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