#cw ed mention

[collaredkittyboy]

Well it's come up multiple times today so I'll make a post about it.

I think the popularization of the word "twink" has ultimately been really bad for people in general.

I know it's hard to track the positive and negative effects of language but I don't think it's hard to see how creating a word for a group of people wherein the most consistent qualifying trait is "being skinny" is healthy for people's self image. Obviously people have lots of ideas about what it means to be a twink- gay, lacking body hair, feminine, beautiful, young, white- but the most consistent descriptor I've seen is "skinny." Hell, it's even a body type on Grindr; the size below "average."

So it kind of functions as a code word in the gay community: anyone can say that they're only interested in twinks and they don't have to look shallow by saying they only like skinny guys. It's such an accepted attitude that no one really bats an eye when they hear it.

I'm not even going to get into how it's become part of the larger issue of people turning "top" and "bottom" into gender roles 2.0, but that is closely related, because people with any internalized homophobia can look at a skinny, feminine man and turn off their fag alarms by viewing him as a woman or not a "real" man, and it makes twinks more acceptable to society at large.

No, ignoring all of that, one of the biggest issues is that gay men are taught by society that they are only attractive while they are skinny. Just having the label "twink" reminds a boy that people are looking at his body and judging it. There were countless times when I was growing up that people would tell me, "You're such a twink," or argue about whether or not I qualified as a twink because I had body hair. People around you, unpromted, judge your body and give you a label based on it, and that label has a large influence on whether or not you're seen as objectively attractive. I know many other gay people who say they wish they were a twink so they could be more attractive to guys.

So think, you have all these kids growing up being told whether or not they qualify as a twink, and then we have the gay community as a whole where it's completely acceptable to say you're only attracted to twinks. I think its because of all of this pressure to be a twink (in other words, to have a below average weight) that many of the gay people that I interact with struggle with a negative body image or eating disorders.

I mean, people talk about "twink death" like it's an actual event that makes a gay man much less attractive, and no one thinks that, maybe, it's harmful to tell a guy that the very day he stops being young and thin and pretty, he will stop being attractive and celebrated?

I'm not qualified to speak on fatphobia in physical queer spaces because I don't have the ability to frequent them where I live, but I can't imagine that these aren't issues at social gatherings as well. I also can't speak on my own experiences with weight discrimination because so far in my life I have had a naturally thin body, but I have experienced a lot of outside pressure to be thin that have caused me to pick up unhealthy eating habits to reduce my weight in fear that I could become fat later on. Thankfully that is something that I've mostly been able to work past. I'm not an expert, but idk, I just wanted to rant on my silly tumblr blog.

Obviously it's impossible for a word to be inherently bad. I'm not trying to imply that saying "twink" is a magic word with evil powers. Obviously the real issues at play here are fatphobia and harmful beauty standards and body shaming. But in my opinion, the popular use of the word twink has made it much easier and acceptable to express fatphobia, etc, in the gay community by turning "skinny person" into a "type of guy that you should try to be so you can be attractive."

[lilcowzia]

I forgot if i asked this before but im a new feedee. I recently am pushing 240 (am 5'6). My family fatshames me a lot and while i tune most of it out. It still left a few brainworms. How do you stop feeling guilty from stuffing your face. Repetition?

the most effective way to heal from fatphobia is to dismantle your own fatphobia! so essentially my advice would be to learn as much as you can abt stuff like fat liberation, engage in fat community, and curate your social media experiences around fat people, follow fat creatives, fat intellectuals, seek positive fat representation, etc. ofc, experiencing fatphobic abuse like fatshaming can still hurt because you're a person and dont deserve to be talked to that way, but once you have a framework for rejecting fatphobia in its entirety, you have the skills to try and avoid turning that abuse inward towards yourself, which is what fuels shame/guilt about eating. i feel like i should note that feeling guilt for eating is disordered, sometimes ppl dont take it seriously bc they think that it "makes sense" to feel guilty for indulging but that is a dangerous POV imo. overall, the most important thing to remember is to be kind to yourself, nobody deserves to be fat shamed and nobody heals from it overnight. good luck, i hope thats helpful!

[emistoast]

Maybe something with timothee (or any of his characters) x anorexic fem reader who’s feeling bad about what she ate? It would really comfort me rn 😭

hello lovely thanks for requesting! i realized after finishing that this wasn’t *exactly* what you requested, but hopefully it’s good enough

CW for discussions of ed and ed thoughts, NOT romanticizing or glamorizing ed’s in any way !! (gender neutral) reader with past ed/in recovery

word count — 450

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“Stop thinking so loudly.” Timothée’s voice startled you, having not realized he noticed your zoning out. He rested a hand on your leg, his thumb rubbing soothingly over the fabric of your pants.

“Sorry.” You murmured back, dragging your gaze away from the plate of food in front of you to look up at him.

Timothée shook his head with a soft, empathetic smile. “No need to apologize.” His gaze traveled from your face down to your plate, a flicker of sadness crossing his face too briefly to really notice. “Want to take it to go?”

The question surprised you slightly, though you quickly nodded in response. The restaurant was starting to feel suffocating.

✮⋆˙ ✮⋆˙

The car ride home was silent, your mind racing with a combination of guilt and disgust. The to-go box sat in your lap, warming your hands and legs as Timothée drove the two of you back to his place. He kept his right hand on your knee, a light and comforting pressure that made sure you knew he wasn’t upset, despite the silence between you.

“Do you want to try and finish it now or later?” He asked once you’d made it into his apartment, nodding to the to-go box.

The question floated around in your mind, neither option really sounded good, but you opened the box anyways and sat down at the kitchen table. “Now.”

Timothée nodded, a small proud smile gracing his face as he went to grab you a glass of water. He tried not to stare as you managed a few more bites, though his hand rested on the small of your back and rubbed comforting circles every now and then.

“I feel like shit.” You mumbled, letting the fork fall from your hand as Timothée turned towards you with a frown. “Why?”

“I— I can’t…” You took a deep breath, desperately fighting off the tears threatening to spill over, “I just can’t finish it.”

He nodded in understanding, his hand never pausing its movements in your back. “That’s okay, mon cœur.”

“But… but I—“

“Hey, hey, don’t cry.” His hand came up to wipe away the few tears that had escaped your eyes. “You’ve been doing so well lately, and I’m very proud, but it’s okay to have bad days.“

You nodded, knowing he was right. Recovery wasn’t easy. It wasn’t straightforward. But goddamn you wished it was.

“We can try again later, okay?” Timothée said, standing up and reaching for your hand. “For now let’s get comfy. Maybe watch a movie—what was the one you mentioned before?”

Despite the tears still sticking to your cheeks, you couldn’t help but smile at his distraction. A movie sounded nice, especially with him.

[g0ne1997]

Guys my commissions are still open as i havent gotten any, its urgent lol, I'm literally dying" . Im so low of weight im not even kidding, ive been feeling more weaker and faint, ever since the hurricane some stuff in stores increased price, and its so bad. I feel dead when i walk I can't pick up milk jugs, please spread this . Haha, and keep positive too , i always wish that to me and everyone 😊👍🪽

[strawberrystepmom]

I feel like im the only one who remembers when Ariana grande had a whole ass ed/thinspo tumblr account so seeing people shocked about her weight rn confused me at first

[slveepyscwrs]

actually unhinged crk headcanons bc pure vanilla STILL needs that hug (part 2 of pure vanilla eating issues edition)

-the MOMENT the other ancients hear that pure vanilla is in danger, they rush to the dark cacao kingdom

-hollyberry is the first to arrive, and her worrying about pure vanilla causes her normally jolly personality to turn into yelling at raspberry cookie and wildberry cookie the whole way there

-however, raspberry and wildberry still put up with it, because they were NOT going to let hollyberry go anywhere alone after... the incident. *cue eternal diabetes cookie slowly fading in with a vine boom*

-white lily cookie insists to her followers to go on her own, because she doesn't want to burden them—after all, she feels that she's the one who has failed pure vanilla cookie

-golden cheese cookie doesn't even tell anyone she's leaving, she just peaces out

-this is abnormal for her, usually she loves helping her kingdom prosper, but let's just say... she's planning something.

-okay back to the dark cacao kingdom

-when hollyberry arrives at the dark cacao castle, she pushes past dark cacao cookie before he can even greet her and marches straight to pure vanilla cookie

-she breathes a sigh of relief when she realises that pure vanilla cookie is awake, but is again disturbed when he refuses to talk to her

-white lily cookie arrives next, and she takes one peek at pure vanilla cookie but then moves away, not because she doesn't want to help him, because she still believes it's her fault for not noticing the signs earlier

-she doesn't say this aloud, but dark cacao cookie knows, and after reassuring her that none of this is her fault, he turns to hollyberry cookie with a look that says "ik you know something and if you don't tell me right now i'm going to crash out"

-she's hesitant at first, because pure vanilla trusted her with this secret and she doesn't want to betray him by revealing it, but she decides to confess because now his very life is at stake

-hollyberry reveals that it's not that pure vanilla doesn't have enough to be fed, but rather he's the one who's not feeding himself

-dark cacao IMMEDIATELY marches up to pure vanilla looking furious, but not at pure vanilla, but at himself

-he DEMANDS pure vanilla to tell when he last ate

-pure vanilla's silence tells everyone all they need to know.

-dark cacao keeps muttering "why... why..." to himself, and hollyberry turns her head down, because frankly, she doesn't know either

-white lily speaks softly—she had done some research before coming here, and she says that what pure vanilla is experiencing may be an actual disease that's more complicated than just eating more, called an eating disorder

-hollyberry gently asks pure vanilla how long he's been experiencing this disorder, going like "a week? a month?"

-looking away ashamed of himself, pure vanilla confesses that this has been going on for years

-hollyberry knew this already, so she only looks on ashamed as dark cacao sheds the first tears he has in ages, and white lily goes back into her spiral of self-doubt

-trying to distract everyone and take some of the guilt off pure vanilla, hollyberry casually mentions "hey has anyone seen golden cheese cookie?"

-and at that moment, they hear a train whistle

-hollyberry, dark cacao, and white lily run to the train station only to watch in shock as golden cheese cookie casually hijacked the bear jelly train, bringing in A WHOLE LOAD of all kinds of jellies from the golden cheese kingdom

-white lily's jaw drops, while hollyberry and dark cacao wave their arms in the air while screaming "STOP THE TRAIN!! STOP THE TRAIN!!"

-golden cheese cookie dismounts the train and proudly declares "here i solved the food problem :DD i might not share my gold but i will always share resources with a friend in need"

-hollyberry awkwardly explains "i love you golden cheese bff but OH MY GOD THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS-"

-she's like "wdym?? he didn't eat, so i bought food, right?"

-after they fill her in on how pure vanilla starved himself on purpose, golden cheese becomes just as serious as the rest of them, and becomes determined to find a way to help pure vanilla

-dark cacao suggests talking to pure vanilla about how he's not a burden, hollyberry suggests going out to eat and taking pure vanilla so he can learn to enjoy food again, and white lily suggests doing more research into his condition so they will know how to help him

-however, golden cheese isn't pleased with any of these suggestions, and says that the situation is far too dire to do all this trial and error

-she reminds them that there is ONE cookie who knows pure vanilla better than any of them

-not wanting to say his name, she refers to him as the creature.

-the others immediately know who the creature is, and dark cacao yells "oh HELL no, you know what he can do, we are NOT calling him"

-hollyberry expresses concern that the creature might manipulate pure vanilla into getting worse

-white lily agrees, adding that the creature will probably just trigger another trauma response in pure vanilla

-golden cheese rejects all these warnings, saying that they have to take risks, and proceeds to send a messenger pigeon anyway, much to her friends' horror

-the creature might be their last chance at saving pure vanilla... or he might make things worse, but it's now or never.

(to be continued!! although i think we already know who this silly billy creature is-)

[enemywasp]

The most horrifying part of getting hate comments isn't the fact i get them, it's the fact a 14 year old said it:

Kids are cruel. And I'm so concerned they think it's okay to say stuff like this.

[princeloww]

alec hardy ARFID. please understand

[radioactivecoinz]

CompetID / CompetiID

A term for any ID one has due to competitiveness. Examples include wanting a more severe eating disorder/lower BMI to compete with others on edtwt, or wanting a higher alter count due to a system they know gaining members.

originally coined on july 27th 2024, first posted online on jan 30th 2025. there might be similar terms at this point but at the original time of coining there wasnt any i could find.

coined with transids in mind but anyone can use

(this post does not support the glamorization of eating disorders and this term does not INHERENTLY support getting worse)

[purlty23]

If any of you were in the early 2000s and 2010s emo scene you KNOW what I mean when I say the fucking pro ana, pro starvation culture was just fucking atrocious, and thanks to other outside sources I always fell in hook line and sinker. I wanted to be the skinny emo boy, but it was killing me. Im always so happy to see kids and even adults now who are happily in alternative clothes and confident in their weight, it warms my heart

[alpaca-clouds]

I really gotta say, I have been testing a couple of doctor's recently on one little thing, and oh boy, many of them failed. And it is god darn concerning.

(I am overweight. I said things that are considered signs of ED - mostly because I accidentally said something like it with one doctor and got shocked when she was like: "lol, you could loose a few pounds". Out of all the doctor's I did, ONE picked up on it being signs of ED. So... basically, if you are overweigth and are showing signs of ED, doctor's will go: "Yeah, this is fine.")

[amrv-5]

Actually not sorry about doing this on main it should be a general discussion at this point. Insane to single out one kink community BY NAME (not even the right one. of course) as somehow Specifically Bad out of the rest of the kink communities on here while also equating it with self-harm and pro-eating disorder content. Making “feederism” (sic) a reportable / bannable offense is such a hard left turn into fascistic ideas about bodily autonomy and what constitutes normative vs ‘aberrant’ sexuality that it should concern everyone. It’s the same reasoning used to go after trans women just for being on here. It’s an essentially undefinable standard that can and will only be used to punish fat people for existing publicly.

[shpoink]

fuck you *projects my severe arfid onto my own ocs to cope*

sorry the composition is ass I drew this while half asleep and very stressed like my eyes were literally fighting to stay open but I needed to draw gay people…….. ok gn

[number1yisuchongfan]

I think often about how Thaddeus states in Episode 3 that he grew up on a farm, and more particularly on how he describes how it was like:

Transcription cuz I can’t get the actual clip myself:

“… [I] bet you, uh, seem some things, huh? Being a knight… I’ve seen some things [too]. I grew up working on a fly farm. I was a shitter, so they’d feed us and then they’d feed our shit to the flies. Mulch ‘em up and sell it as protein. Anyway, that’s why I’m so fat…”

And I think that scene is so fascinating…

//Warning for mentions of Child Abuse + Endangerment, Eating Disorders, & Unhealthy Self-Worth problems ahead.

First off, it shows Thaddeus trying to show “Titus” (Maximus) that he’s tough and not easily scared by, that he’s seen things just as bad and possibly worse as the Gulper they just faced, yet his voice trembles ever so slightly as he speaks. He wants Maximus to know that he is strong, but most of, but he also wants to bond with him.

And second off, by his tremble, whatever he’s seen isn’t something he doesn’t like to think of often. As if it’s painful connected into the next part of this story.

He very explicitly states he grew up on a fly farm, and by how he describes, it wasn’t the best environment for a child like him to grow up in. He (and others by the fact he uses “us” instead “me”) was forced to eat constantly, which likely led to him and his siblings to suffer from nutritional deficiency, dehydration, nausea, and one thing we know he got from that experience, an eating disorder that affects his body image. That environment of living on a farm whose sole income depended on you and your siblings eating as much as you can must have been rough…

He calls himself fat as well despite being thinner and lankier than Maximus and other squires his age, practically makes a joke out of it before getting sentimental about it for a moment of quiet thought, and throughout the episode he always offers up his food to Maximus and is never seen eating himself.

I also believe this is why he’s so desperate for safety and security of his wellbeing though out the show that he does anything to get, because if I was forced-fed and abused my entire childhood to keep working while you and your family barely make enough to survive in the Wasteland (and who are implied to have died at some point by his “rule of the wasteland” line later), I would also try to seek anything that didn’t put me at the bottom of the pecking order of the social hierarchy.

[lastoneout]

CW: Discussions of weight loss, fatphobia, eating disorders, and cancer.

I still cannot get over how when I dropped 30lbs in part because I had a massive IBS flare for like two months that was so bad I was going to get multiple tests to make sure I didn't have cancer and yet I could not and STILL can't even mention it to a doctor(or most people) without them congratulating me. Like there are a few things a doctor can say that piss me the fuck off but congratulating me for dropping 30lbs during a period of my life where I thought I might be DYING instantly makes me hate them. I'm STILL having to say "I got really sick and lost 30lbs" to make people shut the fuck up. I was getting skinny so fast it was scaring my family AND me but whatever I guess being skinny is SO great and I should be thankful I went through hell that permanently changed my body in a way that I genuinely don't like!

'Cuz that's the other thing, I don't like how I look now. I gained like ~8lbs when I was in bed with the blood clot and ngl I started actually liking the way my body looked again. I don't like how I look rn, my fiance does(he loves how I look 100% of the time and I appreciate that endlessly) but even he admits I looked happier and healthier when I weighed 160lbs and now I kinda just look like I'm exhausted. When I got up to 143lbs I was looking in the mirror like "oh, I almost look like myself again, I forgot what it felt like to be happy with my body" like I looked healthier!! But nah the weight is already falling off because 135lbs is my new baseline and there's nothing I can do about that. (Also I hated how I had to get new knee braces made because my old ones don't fit anymore and I had to buy new clothes because the ones I enjoyed don't fit anymore and augh the only thing that is making me like my body rn is dressing butch, if I didn't have that I'd be going insane.) And I still have to deal with people acting like this thing that has legit ruined years of body positivity work is a good thing. Because at least I'm skinnier.

Society is so sickeningly "skinny positive" it legit disgusts me. And like this isn't even a drop in the bucket compared to what fat people go through, and it's why I'm so fucking passionate about fat liberation, I've watched tons of people I love completely destroy themselves to look more like me and I have to sit here and not only feel awful because I love them and don't want them to have to go through this but also because I know even looking like me wont be enough. Doctors still tell me to lose weight because I'm like a couple of lbs outside of "healthy" on the BMI scale, which is insane I weigh less than 10lbs more than I did when I was SIXTEEN atm and I can't say anything because I know they won't listen if I explain that even just being this thin is making me hate myself and feel like shit.

Fatphobia is so fucking evil. It absolutely destroys people. I genuinely baffles me that most skinny people can't see it because it's being used against us too, just in an affirming way and to me that is genuinely repulsive. Every compliment on my weight loss makes me want to punch through a brick wall. Knowing my story is going to be used to bludgeon other people with my condition becuase I lost weight without doing anything so "everyone" should be able to makes me so angry I could cry. It actually makes me feel sick to be praised for this, to know I'm a "success" story, to be lumped in with people who hate the people I love for the way their bodies naturally are, who want my loved ones to destroy themselves, who think I'm better than them when I am absolutely not.

Fat liberation is what we need to work towards, not "skinny positivity" or whatever, this is a systemic issue just like sexism and racism and homophobia and ableism and it must be dismantled if we want to create a better world for us all.

[twistedshipper]

He dropped his arm from her shoulder, knowing that she would be just fine without him, that she was strong all on her own, and they, together, kept walking down the shoreline in such a fashion, determined to go wherever this life would take them, as the sea roared its triumph upon the sand.

-control (a bbc merlin modern au)