#tw boxing

[calkestis]

MANNY JACINTO, about playing the role of Qimir / The Stranger in The Acolyte (source)

[genderkoolaid]

I just saw a freaking take like "transandrophobia is erasure, transmisogyny is murder. Just admit transmisogyny is worse."

Crazy thought here but what if the whole erasure thing makes murders less likely to be seen as such?

People's understanding of erasure is, ironically, so clouded by erasure as a social force that it just reinforces itself.

Anyways. I have the Archive of Violence Against Transmasculine People for explicitly this purpose.

[unboundprompts]

If you’re still doing request, is it OK if you either

Describe writing a panic attack?

Or

Describe someone who has gray eyes?

-> a link for gray eye descriptions: x

How to Write a Panic Attack

Physical Symptoms of a Panic Attack:

pounding or racing heart

sweating

chills

trembling

difficulty breathing

weakness or dizziness

tingly or numb hands

chest pain

stomach pain or nausea

feeling lightheaded

tense muscles

dry mouth

constriction in the chest

feeling like they're being choked

Other Symptoms:

heightened vigilance for danger and physical symptoms

anxious and irrational thinking

a strong feeling of dread, danger or foreboding

fear of going mad, losing control, or dying

feelings of unreality and detachment from the environment

Triggers for a Panic Attack:

something unexpected (ex: a phone call)

a reminder (objects, smells, locations, specific phrases, etc. that can be tied back to a traumatic experience)

stress (from work, a relationship, family, etc. that has been building up)

silence (ex: being alone in a quiet room. The silence can amplify a sense of isolation)

flashbacks (a trigger that causes the person to flash back to a traumatic memory)

out of nowhere (sometimes panic attacks just get triggered by seemingly nothing)

Writing Prompts:

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

He couldn't breathe. Oh God, he couldn't breathe and he was going to die.

She knew the panic was building up, but it crashed over her like a tsunami that swept her off her feet. The pull threatened to pull her out to sea and it was all-consuming.

They felt the panic begin to wrap its arms around them like a shadow.

"Is it okay if I hold your hand?"

"Don't touch me-- don't touch me!"

Her mind was running at a million miles a second but she couldn't pinpoint a single thought.

"It's okay. You're safe."

An icy hand had reached through their ribcage and was squeezing their heart. They couldn't breathe and they didn't know what to do to regain their breath.

"My chest hurts. It hurts."

"I can't!"

They were a crumpled heap, stowed away in the corner as tears streamed down their face.

She felt like she was on a boat out at sea, the room swaying and adding to the nausea that was washing over her.

He felt like he was having a heart attack.

They gasped for air but each breath felt shallower than the last.

She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, beating like a panicked drum to the rhythm of her fear.

He felt like he was standing on the edge of a building.

They couldn't move. It was like someone was holding down their limbs, the panic rendering them utterly frozen.

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[cubbihue]

Have there been times the Turner parents have suspected something but shrugged it off?

They have never suspected Timmy Turner of anything! Despite often expressing regret or disappointment, they still very much love their son! And all the benefits he brings them!!

The Turners are a well established family in the neighborhood. It wouldn't bode them well to go around casting doubt against their own son. It'd affect their reputation terribly!

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[phrysic]

against one's will

[afterartist]

It’s badly layed out and the colours are wack but COMIC

Parallels between playable, blue coded, murder robots that drink blood and like coins

(I was thinking of also adding N from Murder drones here as well but i couldn’t fit the coin motif in with him :/ )

[bamsara]

what'd you do with the wasp

I'm gonna send it to @coffincrows :)

[nordfjording]

not to be Like That but i find it highly fucking disturbing that people reject the idea of individual men suffering under current societal norms when the male-female suicide ratio is somewhere around 4:1 in Europe and the US - almost 7:1 in some countries. also cant scrub my mind of that post that went around showing how men typically choose more violent methods for ending their lives, and the response was largely "so they care less about the trauma to whoever finds them, typical 🙄" get a fucking grip. show some goddamn compassion.

[doinkmaster5000]

Thinking Inside The Box

tw unreality (dark is a figment of chosen’s imagination)

angsty little comic about TCO and the devil on his shoulder

[elliotstalksprite]

based on this lmao

[solidwater-arts]

[ID: A digital drawing of Pearl, Etho and Tango peeking from behind a wall. Pearl is standing up, leaning away from the wall as if coming from behind it. She has red and blue scales, gills, and fins.

Etho is leaning to his left to peek, extending his left leg for balance. He has a bright green eye with black sclera, and a bright red eye with dark red sclera. He also has pointed ears and phantom wings.

Tango is crouching behind the wall and peeking, with his hands on the wall. His hair is drawn as fire, and he has a thin long tail that ends in a tuff of hair, also drawn as fire. He has pointed ears that look charred at the tips.

The wall says "pet!", and the letters are aligned with the character they represent. /End ID]

PET postal woooooo

I never draw cartoony stuff and I took a lot of inspiration from @/cherrifire's style, as you can probably tell. Very happy with this one

[yandere-wishes]

Qimir x jedi reader tasked with watching him? Bonus for sith / force user mastermind Qimir trying to turn the reader 👀

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I don't know why but something about Qimir makes me think of strawberries.

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You part your lips, slowly, sanguinely letting him push the ripe red fruit between your teeth. Qimir smiles eyes a little too bright in the half-rundown apothecary. You find that the golden flicker in his gaze reminds you of strawberry achenes shining under twin suns.

Odd how he's just like the old-world fruit.

"You know" Qimir's voice holds its regular loosened melody. A lyric lilt between each syllable. "these strawberries are really similar to the force. betcha didn't know the yellow freckles are the real fruit and the red part is just the housing."

You bite, severing the red thing in half. It's sweet and juicy yet oddly firm. You wonder if this is what Qimir's lips taste like. Maybe he'll let you have a bite. "It's kinda like us-..you, you force force users. All individual specks floating around the galaxy. Held together by the force."

The little not-seeds rasp against your throat as you swallow. You want so badly to feel his lips, suck the minimal force radiating off of him devouring it whole and letting his glaring darkness fester inside your stomach.

Maybe red and gold are better than the blue and green you've always known. Maybe the fickle words of a fickle man hold some mirth, worth engraving in your heart.

You watch tentatively as Qimir's teeth sink into the other half. He smiles through the bite and swallow. Oh, how you wish you were that particular strawberry sitting pretty between his lips.

You're a Jedi.

Some immovable force.

So why do you quiver and fawn for such a corrupted man?

He's closer now, snuffing the air from your lungs. You're on the edge of his hooded gaze, frozen as his berry-blemished lips come closer. "A Jedi shouldn't want this.." His lips taste like ancient starfruit, burning with flavors too strong to tame. His tongue parts your teeth slipping inside and feeding off your little moans.

"These pleasures are only for those who embrace the dark.." He finally says, the kiss now a distant memory. You close your eyes, trying to regain a fraction of your breath before bolting through the door.

On the way back to the Jedi temple, you palm the inside of your pocket. Feeling the soft pricks of strawberry. Your heart skips a rotting beat.

Master Sol = pears

Yord = Mango

Darth Teeth = coconut

[genderkoolaid]

expand on ur "mental asylum Marxism shit" thing about children & grief?? from what you've said im pretty sure i will relate from my own experiences as a grieving child. also it sounds interesting!!

so i was thinking about how weird it is that, when a child has to deal with the death of a loved one, they say something like "no child should have to go through this! no child should have to even think about death!" which strikes me as weird because i was a child who dealt with the deaths of multiple close family members, very close together. the first was my great-grandmother, who i lived with and who was my best friend. death was never foreign to me (my mom has always been very death-positive on top of all that). grief was just part of my life like everything else was.

but i realized that its because people think childhood should not have any flaws. you should be 100% happy and fulfilled all the time. any time a child experiences anything painful, its bad. not "children should have access to love and support," but "children should not have basic life experiences because the idea of childhood being anything other than fluffy purity scares me."

because children in society are fundamentally not people. especially in a society structured around christian beliefs in natural law theory, that what is natural = what is good, healthy, and Divinely commanded. so on top of children being the property of adults, they are also forced to be the symbols of Nature. whatever is the most useful to whoever needs them. which means we built up this idea of children as tabula rasas, pureness incarnate. like a magic mirror where if we look into it, we'll be able to catch a glimpse of the true face of humanity. every single thing children do can be scrutinized for some grand truth about humans as a whole. and then, the ways children are treated also reflect how we think humanity should interact with its own nature.

example: the idea of humanity as inherently sinful and wicked, with that urge needing to be suppressed through state violence (hello hobbes) = the idea that children are annoying and shitty on purpose and need to be forced via punishment into being Good Citizens.

this is also why children cannot be trans, even though all trans people must prove that we were trans children. being queer must be unnatural; and even if not, its inherently sexual, and sexuality is dirty and bad. so children can't be trans, and they also can't read books on puberty until their parents decide when and what exactly they are allowed to learn. child victims of sexual assault only matter to the extent that they can be used as a symbol of a cultural threat; calling Jewish or trans people pedophiles means saying that they are foreigners attacking basic human nature, and indirectly, Divine command. if you aren't the right kind of victim, or when you inevitably reveal yourself to be A Person with complicated experiences and opinions, you are no longer of use to the agenda.

it sucks that bad things happen to anyone. aspects of youth can exacerbate the pain sometimes, but sometimes it does the reverse: I wish I could have spent more time with the family members I lost, but I know other people who are glad they loss family members young, because they weren't really hurt by it. I think the main thing is that, even sometimes when we talk about our past selves, we project this cultural idea of Child As Purity and ignore the actual person having the experience. when we "empathize" with children by projecting Purity onto them, we aren't actually connecting with them.

[boimann]

emesis bloo medic

[etanow]

So since Jax was from a medicinal place, does he have medical trauma? Or like, did any of the things he was infected with leave lasting damages? Or did he manage to avoid everything? (Also if he was tested on, was any of the books he read a "reward"? Like: "Good job you managed to recover a fair amount from the disease we injected into you! Have this childrens book since you like to read 🥰 " /silly /lhj)

Oh definitely, Jax was easily bribed with candy as well as books since he has a bit of a sweet tooth. He can't run long distances without getting winded and still deals with migraine spells, he was one of the luckier ones!

Some researchers were kind enough to teach him, if anything just to fill the awkward silence that usually came with pumping chemicals into test subjects and observation. Jax was full of angst and rage in his teenage years

[wizardbuckets]

YEAHGHHH GET THEIR ASSES‼️ FUCK YEAH‼️