Special Dish: Sea God’s Catch
Base: Sashimi platter
❛❛ The fish and garnishes seem oddly cut, but nonetheless the meat is chilled, tender, and its fragrance holds a sweet zest to it and an odd hint of spice from the side made to go with it. With Danae’s usual lack of culinary skills, it seems she must have put lots of practice into this. And been a bit overeager in her efforts, the overwhelmingly hearty portion considered. Your expression seems to fluster her. “What?! A proper meal’s good to keep up your strength! So eat up! Wh–you want to share it?! I...ugh, fine, I’ll help you finish– ❜❜
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not really my typical poetry but i wrote about my progression in gender and sexuality since it's been on my mind all month
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ur getting thinner , while she’s getting fatter & doesn’t even realize it.. keep going it’ll be worth it i swear.
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I feel like people should understand that not every person with an ed is always underweight or even at a normal weight. People with ed's are all shapes and sizes and still suffering
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"A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips" being said like that's a bad thing. How beautiful is it that the memories and experiences my body has gone through will be etched into me, even if temporary, even if it isn't "flattering"? Why would I want to be alive if it meant that I am not permitted to live? And why should I avoid myself like I am a sin, like I am a curse, worse than death and pain?
I will envelop myself in layers of care and love, even if it means that I am slightly different. I will continue to do so even if I am alone. I have survived long enough. I will rest now, I will find peace.
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when i found comfort in :
being cold
being weak
dry lips
dizziness
irregular or no periods
losing my voice
looking dead
the numbers finally started rapidly dropping .
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