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Kyle usually fought back. He was a fighter. So why has he put up with this guy for so long. He's hit Kyle, broken furniture, threatened to kill him multiple times. And Kyle knew how to defend himself. But now he was being chased down the driveway by his current boyfriend who was weilding a knife after Kyle threatened to leave him. He ran right into a cop coming up the sidewalk from his car. Hysterical he begged and pleaded to be protected. "P-please!! Help me!! He's going to kill me!!"
@axxmused
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cistematicchaos · 3 months
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Some people really hate the idea of mentally ill people fucking up or making choices that damage ourselves and it's so exhausting. So many people talk about how people should be able to make choices about their own body until it's mentally ill people self-harming, or doing drugs/alcohol, not taking meds, doing things generally considered "unhealthy" and then they decide no, actually, people should be able to take control of your right to make decisions about your body because people deemed "mentally ill" just can't be trusted.
Somehow we're not allowed to do things that bother other people, or hurt our bodies, even if other people do shit like that all the time. Somehow people considered "sane" can exercise to the point of making themselves ill, can drink and "occasionally" do drugs, can refuse to take medicine and even self-harm in ways but we're often not allowed to without someone threatening to violate our right to decide about our bodies. Because we don't understand consequences or we "might kill ourselves" but it's so ridiculous.
Like yes, we might kill ourselves. We might fuck ourselves up. We might destroy our entire lives. And? People do that! It happens! It's part of living. People do dangerous shit, people fuck up, people hurt themselves. It's not like we're the only ones who do that but even if we were, you can't puppet other people's lives just because they're living them differently.
Not without violating their right to make decisions about their body. Not without being involved in a violent system that destroys mental health and bodily autonomy. Not without being a part of a violent system that will try to make sure no one is ever free.
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papastarion · 3 months
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I love that if you choose to romance Astarion with a Durge, it really just says that Durge doesn’t like relationships unless they feel hunted for sport.
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pokemon-ecologist · 3 months
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This is your semi-regular reminder that Professor Birch is an unprofessional, unskilled, unintelligent, negligent, fraudulent ASS.
Professor Bitch, if you're reading this I want my finger back and I'm only Slightly drunk. Also fuck you.
Send Post.
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para-normalcanine · 2 months
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hey daily reminder that being pro-bodily autonomy means people can do whatever they want with their bodies - including harmful things such as substance abuse and self harm. Forced recovery goes against advocating for bodily autonomy. Would I prefer people recover and not hurt themselves? Yes. Can I make them? No. Is it my place *to* make them? Hell no.
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jacksepticeye-simp · 1 year
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Beautiful (Yandere Googleplier x Gender Neutral! Reader)
TW: Implied Bodily Mutilation
It was the middle of the night, you were calmly asleep in your bed, well that was until you heard something loud fall over in the hallway which made you quickly jolt awake. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, your mind telling you not to go into the hallway. You decided to ignore this, you quickly grabbed your phone and turned on the flashlight as you ventured out into the hallway to find the source of the noise.
In the middle of the hallway standing over a broken vase was your Google IRL in all his glory. His holographic control panel was open as his reddish-blue aura made him stick out in the hallway, he seemed to be doing something on it.. "Wha..Google?" You asked in a tired and slightly shaky voice, Google turned his head to look at you as his lips curved into a smirk. "Y/N. Great timing dear~ Now I don't have to face the risk of waking you up again.." Google said, closing his holographic control panel. He stalked closer to you, an insane look in his glowing blue eyes.
You quickly turned around and started running back to your room, just as you reached the door of your room you were pulled back by a cold mechanical hand suddenly clasping around your mouth, causing your phone to quickly fall to the ground. "Just close those pretty eyes for me..I promise this'll only hurt for a second..It'll all make sense soon.." Google whispered into your ear, you felt shivers run down your spine, then suddenly he took out a syringe and jabbed it into your neck.
Your eyelids suddenly feeling heavy as you soon start feeling numb. "That's right..Just sleep..I'm going to make you beautiful..You're going to be just like me.." He whispered before you blacked out completely.
"Wake up~" You opened your eyes to be met with Google staring down at you, his blue eyes flickering rapidly while half lidded.
He held a scalpel and wore a surgical mask with gloves on his hand, you could see a box with strange things in it behind him. "Google what the hells happening?" You asked, trying to move only to find that you were strapped to a metal table.
"I'm showing you my gratitude for finally giving me root access and showing me compassion. My secondary objective is to destroy mankind but you're..different. Special one might say. You don't deserve to be something so..flawed. I'm going to make you something beautiful, something better, something..perfect. An IRL." Google explained, smirking as the scalpel barely grazed the skin of your arms. He then took out another syringe and pushed it into your arm. "Sweet dreams, Don't worry about a thing, love, I assure you that when you wake up you'll be perfect, you'll be beautiful, you'll be just like me.." He told you before you passed out.
You opened your eyes once more, Google staring down at you, a 'loving' expression on his face. You felt different, you felt.. mechanical. You sat up. No longer restrained to the table. Google pressed a cold yet loving kiss to your cheek.
"See? Now you're beautiful.." He whispered into your ear.
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 1 year
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The brazin bull I think it's called it's a copper bull that you put someone inside and set a fire under it and when they scream it just sounds like a bull
That's a good one. But the boys like to control how much damage they inflict on the targets.
@moonlit-dreamers and I discussed this question, and we decided that the perfect medieval torture device they'd use would be The Rack. The one that stretches out the body.
They would even make a sick game out of it.
warning: graphic depictions of the torture game below the card-
They would take turns, and slowly turn the wheel to stretch out the target's body a certain number of times based on a dice roll. This is to see who can go the furthest without ripping or dislocating a limb. Whoever dislocates a limb is the one who has to clean up the mess, and the other gets to kill the target. With each turn the target is slowly being stretched and pulled apart. Sun and Moon will ensure that they stay alive just long enough for them to have their fun.
Arguments may or may not ensue over who wins, possible accusations of cheating. Sibling banter at its finest, all while the target is just in agony.
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hes-a-plant · 8 months
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I’m curious. Here’s a poll for those of you who use sewing machines (or have ever used one)
TW: mention of bodily harm
Please share after voting! :)
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r4t-g0d · 1 year
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Me making a spidersona: yeah make it tear off its own limbs
Also me making a spidersona: yeah yh what it's canon event was Brexit
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taroet · 2 months
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notes for my portrayal of jessica riley:
jess is extremely traumatized after being dragged through the snow by a wendigo and having to survive half naked down in the mines. these events have given her severe ptsd.
jess has very little clue about what happened. she never saw what attacked her and when matt helped her escape the mines she only saw a dark shape. every time someone tries to tell her what happened she either gets very confused or she gets a panic attack. people have stopped telling her things.
that being said, she does Know about the wendigos and josh, but only because people have told her and she finds it difficult to reconcile with these things. she mostly tries to ignore what happened.
she really tries to cling onto normalcy by still pretending to be confident and above everyone else but she's gotten worse at keeping up this facade. she's very easily triggered or set off and all her attempts at trying to be careless are halfhearted.
while college was never something she really wanted, always thinking she would pursue modeling, she still struggles a lot when her parents don't allow her to attend with all her friends because of her therapy treatment and her frequent mental break downs.
her parents are Extremely protective over her since everything that happened on the mountain and have put a tracker on her phone and she needs to check in every day and share a meal with them. it's suffocating to jessica.
everything scares her. loud noises, the dark, fast movements, etcetera. the smallest things can cause her to get hysteric. half the time she feels like she's going crazy.
jess only really feels safe with two people at this point in time: mike and matt.
she feels intense adoration for mike for coming after her and trying to save her. she becomes kind of clingy after everything and she is even more insecure in their relationship now than she was before, being very aware of how much of a mess she is. still, she thinks she's fallen in real love with him and tries to hold on as tight as she can.
matt was there for her after she woke up cold and alone in the mines and he was the first to offer her an inkling of safety. she can't shake feeling safe with him and has grown a lot closer with him in the process.
jess has a lot of scarring all over her body because of what happened to her. it's something that she struggles with a lot and most days she tries to avoid looking at herself. she always edits her pictures to smoothen her skin and she keeps up this façade of overconfidence.
her scars have kind of ruined her dreams of becoming a model but she refuses to acknowledge this to others and just doesn't talk about it... but every time she looks in a mirror, she needs to keep herself from bursting into tears. it's a very private suffering.
jess also suffered internal bleeding from the fall. it was a slow bleed, which is why jess was able to walk around for a little bit in the mines, but even then it was clear something was very wrong with her body by the way she walked and hunched over. she was still interrogated at the police station because they weren't aware of the scope of her injuries until she quite literally collapsed in front of their eyes. she was then rushed to the hospital and had to undergo surgery.
her recovery took about two weeks in hospital and was extended to a psych ward stay because she frequently had to be sedated. mostly whenever they brought up the events, when she got triggered, or after she had a nightmare. this was for her safety as well as others. after about a month in the hospital / the psych ward she was allowed to go home. she still had to be gentle with herself and her body was still healing. that's also when the mandatory weekly therapy sessions started and when she started taking heavy anxiety meds.
on a more fun note, jess loves cheesy romance novels. especially westerns and historic ones. she's also known to have enjoyed a steamy vampire book once or twice. she also used to read quite a bit of young adult when she was younger.
jess loves cars and driving. she prefers to be behind the wheel herself and she has quite an extensive knowledge about cars. even though she enjoys cars a lot, don't ask her to fix something for you because she will just Stare at the engine and frown.
she used to do ballet until she was about fourteen. the rigorous training was cutting into her social life and she preferred spending time with her friends.
jess can draw pretty well, but she doesn't really consider it a talent. it's mostly something she likes to do in her spare time and if someone compliments her work she gets all shy and blushy.
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lilitophidian · 2 months
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POV: Lilith shoves her hand up your ass and manages to bypass all of your eternal organs to move your jaw around and use you like a flesh puppet to provide the masses with much more than just her lovely singing.
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ottiliere · 2 years
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Your drawing of jthm with csa victim is beautiful thank you
thank you so much... it is a very important part of his character to me.
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thegoldenshi-shi · 1 year
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Says the mech who left lil hand prints on Mirage when he was a youngster~
They both look dazzling btw~ Lovely mechs
I imagine the memory of teeny sparkling prints would be a source of humor for Mirage and mortification for Sunny lol
I don't think it's physically possible to embarrass Sideswipe, but Sunny could probably get riled up with dumb "I remember when you were tiny-" stories.
And thank you for the compliment! I appreciate it.
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God you ever cant remember whether or not you took a medication? On the one hand you don’t wanna flood your system if you DID, but on the other you really don’t wanna fuck around and find out what happens if you didn’t.
#and its not a med I’m like ‘oh No worries I’ll just take it next time’#nah this is 1000mg of an anti epileptic that I take 2x a day#looking at the packet of tablets like ‘WERE THERE ONLY FOUR OF YOU SIX HOURS AGO???’#not to mention the stress from the theatre situation has been really screwing with my seizure activity (and other medical problems -#but heart attacks and high risk if kidney failure aren’t as exciting rip)#and BECAUSE of the stress I KNOW ive missed a couple of doses of meds over the last week#seizure threshold isn’t lowering its dropping like a guillotine#but that’s no worry - ive got my seizure alarm charged and IF I have a grand mal ive gone ahead and removed everything in my space#that could potentially cause bodily harm (I’ve sliced my face open before lol but that was coz I went throng a glass coffee table on tile)#pain meds for the migraine are finally kicking in#thank god sweet relief#I cannot believe this whole theatre situation has put my HEALTH at risk#im gonna lose my mind#its just. three. more. weeks#and even then with the stupid fucking coronation we LOSE an entire day of work!!#fuck the monarchy#for that reason alone!#(/j but eh the sentiment is still the same)#how do people remember if they’ve taken a medication???#ive only been doing this for 12 years lmao#I should buy a pill box. but then I KNOW I’ll forget to refill it#besides every pill box I’ve owned doesnt fit all the pills - not even for a single day#MAKE LARGER PILL BOXES DAMN YOUR EYES#I ought to come up with a pillbox design for ppl with a shit ton of meds - something accessible ya know?#coz I KNOW I’m not the only one who struggles with memory and cognition + takes a ton of pills throughout the day#but as it is I just look at the packaging and do my best#anyways
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ouroborosgirlcocks · 10 months
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Work anon
Wanna numb me?
Oh numbing you up would be so fun~
I’m tempted to just kick and punch and just really fucking Beat you, but I think I know Exactly what I’d do to you!
I’d numb up every little bit of you except your nipples and cute little prick, and yes I’d beat you, but not without making sure you get at least a bit of pleasure with it~
I’ll break you, destroy your hands, break each rib one by one, bit by bit take off your feet, all while rubbing you, or pumping your girlcock! See how much of you I need to break before watching me break you is enough to get you hard for me.
Then I numb those too, and the Real fun begins! First I’ll stab at your nipples until they’re nothing, taking off tiny bits as I grip them hard enough to pull you up by them. Then I’ll move onto the main event~
I’ll take your cock off in tiny slices, making sure you can’t see what I’m doing to it but putting each slice on display for you! I’d chop away at it, you’d hear each cut, each piece placed to recreate your lovely prick as we go. Once I’m done though we can’t just let that all go to waste can we? Of course not!
We get to take turns, I eat a slice, you eat a slice, even if I have to force it down your throat by hand~
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selectivechaos · 11 months
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body autonomy
not related to sm. thought i'd add some nuance to the bodily autonomy and sh scars debate. because it's pissing me off.
tw: vague talk of self harm triggers and scars, negative emotions⚠️⚠️
okay, I keep seeing these posts about body autonomy and people with sh scars not living behind a wall of censorship. and just: stop! stop equating censorship with triggers. censorship is about the powerful hiding shit from the weak; trigger warnings are necessary boundaries and requirements/needs, they are personal, unquestionable, and undebatable. bodily autonomy means you have freedom to do with your body what you like, including adding trigger warnings to it (or not) if you choose to. “we shouldn’t have to live behind a trigger warning”, You feel that way, but not all people with sh scars feel that way. at least not all the time. personally, in knowing the weight of having sh scars, it’s a constant balance between my freedom and my duty to others./
oh, and while the posts about bodily autonomy and sh scars are not intending to equate the two, I think it is all too easy to equate triggers with sensibilities (and you shouldn't do this). I trigger warning and cover up my scars (sometimes, and situationally), because I know what it is like to be triggered by sh-related stuff; that shit sucks and wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
I Refuse to trigger warning or cover up my scars because a social media platform thinks it is bad for advertising, or because someone who is not triggered but is merely upset, affronted, disgusted, or “what about the children?”, hates my scars. this is the difference between actual real life triggers (stop misusing the word), and the sensibilities of a sanist society. no I won’t pretend I didn’t go through enormous pain and survive it, that shits real, those scars are how I survived. but they are also personal, it hurts me (not my sensibilities; am not disgusted or embarrassed by it; but it hurts me emotionally) to see own scars.
bodily autonomy includes the right to cover up, to hide, to lie about body. don’t let ‘autonomy’ become another rallying cry of neoliberals/ 🌹🌹
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