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skinny ppl posting their body checks and skinny brags and borderline thinspo online who then pitch a fit when they get called out bc ‘skinny people aren’t allowed to just exist!!1!’ are so funny to me. like buddy you ain’t slick, every fat person in a twenty mile radius sees exactly what you’re doing
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opheliasflood · 8 months
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looked so alive, turns out I'm not real
tw body dysmorphia, tw eating disorder, tw body checking, tw ed, tw domestic abuse, tw violence, tw scopophobia
The bathroom lighting is harsh, cold in its illumination of pallid skin, overly-pale without a hint of rose pink to indicate life. That’s so easily covered up with foundation, a brush swiping the splodge off the back of a dainty hand and beginning to pat the tinted liquid all over a primed and prepped face, making sure to decant it down the neck to so the infamous line isn’t there. Her blonde hair is scraped back with a fuzzy headband that carries bunny ears, platinum locks no longer the stunning silver they once were but now rather a mottled yellow, the type not even a good toner can get rid of. If you look carefully, you can see dark roots coming through, the clear indication that despite her best efforts, Ophelia isn’t a natural blonde. She uses a wet sponge to pat the foundation out so it doesn’t look so cakey, yet it clings to her dried skin and displays every area of texture, every pore magnified like a crater on mars. Not even the brightness of a lighter concealer can properly disguise the dark circles under her eyes, exacerbating how dead Ophelia truly looks if you stared enough to notice. The sharpness of her cheekbones, once considered to be her most attractive feature, have begun to look unnatural, no longer well-carved and enhanced by artfully placed contour but instead by eating less. Still, she dusts them with peach to enhance a beauty she desperately tries to cling onto. What is Ophelia without that? Who if she if she is not perceived constantly by others, admired by men and women and envied to, an object of desire to all that gaze upon her? Ophelia is this – perfect blonde hair, long legs the colour of cream, skin without flaws and pearly white teeth smiling from behind painted lips. (Smiling – grimacing – they don’t know the difference. Long ago she taught herself to retain the sparkle in her gaze no matter what was happening. At some point Ophelia forgot where the truth and the lie began and knows she can no longer return to the former).
The mascara is old, clumpy but, it’s got that faded ‘CHANEL’ on the tube and catching it in the mirror makes Ophelia feel somewhat better. Like she still has money, like tomorrow she’ll just go buy a new one because she can. Her hands are shaking, she stops what she’s doing to take a drink to steady her nerves, then downs the small glass just to force herself to stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about everything. Just stop. Glitter encrusted lids and a shockingly bright pink lip-stain cover up the grey, patch up the widening cracks like some unloved for of kintsugi – however, it isn’t real gold, and falls into the fissures that Ophelia has been desperate to hide. When did it become so overwhelming? When that creature flung her across the bar? Or when she first stepped out on stage in nothing but heart nipple pasties? Or when they dragged her into a van and beat her half to death? Or when her husband smacked her across the room? Or when she was forced to drop out? Or when she sucked her teachers cock for better grades? Or when her mother pinched her thighs and told her that cellulite was not something pretty girls had? Perhaps it was just a lifetime of shit that had been building up, no longer was she able to bury such feelings of emptiness and rage under van cleef bracelets and birkins. She thought about it while scrunching up tissue into tiny balls, shoving it into the bra that now gaped on her tiny chest – fingers brushed the ridges of her ribs up, thumbing at the deep well left by her collarbone.
Just something else hidden, something else she doesn’t allow anyone else to pick up on. And if they do, she knows what to do – ignore them. Berate them, talk them down, roll her eyes and say she’ll deal with it without having to do anything because Ophelia has so carefully crafted her armour that nobody ever asks again. She is pristine in her clothing, the sheer long-sleeves under the silk slip dress, the kitten heels. The last stage is to pull off the headband, allowing her locks to fall around her face before pulling them back into a ponytail to hide the invasive roots, gripping hair hard enough that it lifts her face back to, giving the impression of smoothness, of no wrinkles from frowning all the time or smoking or whatever causes them. No wrinkles for O phelia, that’s what’s important. Her lips slip back, revealing a smile, as she stares at herself in the mirror. She’s wearing her skin now, carefully set to hide the ghoul underneath, the shattered shell of the youngest Spaulding.
Ophelia grabs her tattered Prada bag, and goes to meet her cousin for a day out.
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ancienthin · 12 days
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SW: 135 CW: 96.6
hi, apparently this is my “3 year anniversary” of this account but i’ve been on this site much longer, i wanna pour a bit of my heart out to you and how i got to this place now.
my natural weight for the past 4 years has been 115-120, that’s all i’ve known. when it got down to 112, i was so happy. my lowest weight was 106 but that was only for a week or two before a binge cycle.
how am i 96.6 now? losing 2 pounds a week, i assure you i don’t know for sure, but i think it’s just growing up and my body is finally not trying to hold onto the fat to sustain me.
when i went to the doctors a month ago i was 102 and that was a shock. i eat ice cream every night, i eat a good dinner, i can find the motivation to eat snacks, and i don’t count calories because then i become too obvious in my ed* and it is all i think about.
for the past year, i just haven’t been letting myself eat (holding out)ntil after 5-8 (fasting a bit until then), or whenever i find time. this is mostly because i want to be able to eat in front of my partner without feeling awful. recently, i’ve been trying to test my weight and eat a snack or something during the day, but i’ve always been calorie conscious, so the most i can manage is a pickle or a few breadsticks.
this isn’t the best photo of my ‘now’, but i used to not be able to see my feet in the shower no matter how hard i tried.
i’m really sad that my younger self wasted away all of my years by being so engulfed in my ed* rather than finding something in it that worked for me. i always grueled over the workouts the meal plans the calorie counting.
nowadays, i still drink soda in moderation and i’m still worried about big meals sometimes, but i hope this helps anyone that struggles with being on here all the time and feeling like they need to to keep themselves motivated. you’ll get to where you want to be
i started on here when i was 12 and i’m now turning 20, i just hope you all can find happiness with yourself without having nightmares about bingeing
i hope you’re all safe, i love you. we’re in this together always.
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restingcorpse · 6 months
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deathricedrawn · 8 months
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"Look in the mirror and one thing is sure," (1/2)
[collab with @koallebear ❤️]
Here's the version i made b4 koa's rendering! Just for fun :oD Their part really made it tie together!
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If anyone's curious to what the writing on the wall says (from left to right!):
> CALL XXX-XXX-XXX FOR HOTGUY! / dude
> BEWARE THE SCULK / it's sus
> GOD HELP ME / are you alright? / SOMETHING IS WRONG
> I Love Women!! / Me too! ❤️ :o) / ME 3
> Thoughts on Ren the King? / dont like him sry / he stole my diamonds :( / RUDE!
> has something been off with the cleaning lady lately? / dw shes normally like that / Hey! / hi
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actuallymagsdump · 5 months
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i miss the rage
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starkilla0 · 25 days
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I wish to be thinspo so bad 😭
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sk1neeoneday · 7 days
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Bonespo plssss like visible hip bones and hospital body checks please dw I'm not new to this I'm just relapsing HARD rn and my go to is bonespo but I can't find any that I haven't seen before
🦴 bonesp0 🦴
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i dont really post or look at at bonesp0 often so i hope this is good 💗
(all pics from 📌trest)
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diet-cranberrie-juice · 5 months
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went christmas tree shopping and was the skinniest btch there ⭐️
i caved and had a hot chocolate so i’ll be paying for that later
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behindthescreamz · 5 months
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megan fox as jennifer check on the set of “jennifer’s body” (2009)
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dailyflicks · 1 year
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JENNIFER’S BODY 2009, dir. Karyn Kusama
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goodie-vibesss · 26 days
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Weird ways I body ch3ck…
- run my fingers across my shoulder blades
- Quick Look at th!gh gap in shop window
- wrapping my fingers around my th!gh right above my knee
- seeing how sk!nny my legs are when changing into pjs or shaving in shower
- feeling how loose my legging are on my th!ghs especially siz3 0
All I can think of now
Comment your go to ch3cks
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killingrockstars · 3 days
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my spine in this picture makes me feel like a lizard person
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dollstarving · 1 month
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