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tangledinink · 5 months

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hey, it's that rat and his daughter again!

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bunnyjesters · 6 months

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FREAKSHOW - pages 3-4

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inkalight · 2 months

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Let me care for you part 19

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lazycats-stuff · 6 months

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Could you do batman x son reader, where the reader struggles with an eating disorder. Maybe reader faints on a patrol or maybe he just trys to hide his Ed behaviors (like skipping meals, over exercising, purging, ect...) from the family, but one day the family just figures it out.

I completely understand if you don't feel comfortable writing this. You're writing is just really comforting to me so I thought I'd give it a shot. Have an awesome day. You're writing is amazing. Remember to take care of yourself first

Alright... I'm not uncomfortable, but I don't want anyone getting triggered by this or have someone relapse and fall back into the disorder. I had to be in the right mindset to write this so my apologies for the wait. Take care of yourselves everyone too.

Summary: (Y/N) is struggling with an eating disorder. The family figures it out.

Warnings: symptoms of eating disorder, EATING DISORDER, read with precaution and on your own risk!

(Y/N) has been struggling for a while now, but he made sure to hide it from his family. Nobody needed to know what he has been struggling with. (Y/N) went to the extreme lengths to make sure that his family didn't find out about his problem with food.

He knew that they would be all over him if they found out. He struggled with food for about a while now. He hated the way his body looked and he just wanted to have a perfect body.

It has started with over exercising. Even after everyone was done, (Y/N) would do it until he could barely walk back to his room. He did everyday and when just that didn't give the results that he needed, he started skipping meals. The skipped meals were normally dinners, saying that he was full from lunch.

He didn't do it often, he didn't want to raise any suspicions with his family. If he did anything that would raise suspicion, they would be all over him and they would probably bench him from the patrol. If that would to happen, then he wouldn't be happy.

If there was one thing holding him together, it would be patrol. The only thing.

He often found himself looking at the mirror, looking at his body. He noticed his hair and skin were dry beyond belief. He noticed that he got sicker more often, which didn't happen before. He always had strong immunity.

His teeth got sensitive and that was one of the reasons why he skipped meals sometimes. It has gotten to the point that he got dizzy whenever he stood up.

All of this was getting out of hand, but (Y/N) didn't see it. He has only one goal in mind and that is a perfect body. Something that doesn't exist. There is no such thing called a perfect body. There is no perfection either.

There is nothing in this world that is perfect. Nothing.

Other problem was the lack of concertation. He couldn't focus on anything for longer then 15 minutes before he just had to drop everything and just rest. It was difficult, considering that he is in a family full of detectives who solve cases daily.

Speaking of rest, he had problems too. Sure, being in a family that goes out every night to fight criminals and protect people of Gotham will mess up your schedule to a certain degree. But add an eating disorder to the mix and you have a recipe for disaster of a sleeping schedule.

Not to mention the control of his emotions. He found himself often having very extreme mood swings sometimes, but over time he learnt to control his emotions better. Somehow he managed to do it. But he didn't do certain things with his brothers and dad anymore.

He didn't have energy to do anything he used to do anymore. Only for patrol when adrenaline kicked in. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug when it came to patrol and some other things. But the fact is that adrenaline could only go so far.

Of course, there were close calls when it came to his family, but he managed to steer the attention away, keeping his disorder a secret for longer. If only (Y/N) knew what was going to happen soon.

Everything came to a head when all of them got back home from patrol. (Y/N) was freezing in his suit. Despite the suit being good at both heating and cooling, (Y/N) was shaking quietly. He could hear everyone talking, but he felt dizzy.

He blinked a few times before everything went black right before his eyes. Bruce has never turned around faster and Damian tried to catch him, but couldn't. Bruce ran over and quickly picked his son up, calling for Alfred to prepare the medical area.

Jason, Tim and Dick watched horrified from the side. As Bruce ran with him, he noted how light he was. Extremely lighter. Significantly. But that didn't matter now and Bruce didn't piece it together yet. Alfred watched as Bruce laid his grandson down.

Bruce had to step out to let Alfred do his thing. The boys were waiting patiently to hear what has happened to (Y/N).

" B, what's happening? " Jason asked and Bruce shook his head.

" I don't know. He just lost his consciousness out of nowhere. " Bruce explained to Jason and Damian just thought about certain things.

" Did anyone notice how often he worked out and for how long he did? " Damian asked and everyone got quiet for a moment. Dick nodded, snapping his fingers. " He does. He works out 2 hours after us too, just overworking himself. I thought it was stress. " Dick added to Damian's thought.

" And did anyone notice how often he skipped dinners? " Tim jumped in and Bruce had to think about it. He did skip dinners often.

" Or the fact that he doesn't do anything with us anymore? " Jason jumped in too and Bruce paled as he connected the dots.

" Also, his mood swings somethi- OH! " Dick said and Bruce sighed quietly.

" What are we thinking? "Jason asked and Bruce took a deep breath.

" I think that (Y/N) might have an eating disorder. " Bruce said quietly and everyone was shocked by it. But... it made sense.

" What do we do? " Tim asked and Bruce, probably for the first time in his life didn't know what to do.

" We tell him. We see how he reacts. And if he does have an eating disorder, then we are going to help him. One way or another. " Bruce declared and Dick quickly went to the Batcomputer to look into the symptoms quickly.

Just in case.

And to confirm their suspicions.

" How were we so stupid? " Jason asked and Bruce wondered the exact same thing. He did. He is his father, he is supposed to see when something is going on with his son. He is supposed to know it. If not know it, then sense it.

The dad sense! Bruce looked at the medical area where Alfred was making sure that his son and his grandson is okay.

" I was so blind. " Bruce muttered to himself as he rubbed his face.

" No B. " Dick said from the Batcomputer. There was a solemn look on his face now, eyes directed towards the medical area. " We were all so blind. But we can't stay on it now. We need to look for the ways to help (Y/N) if he does have an eating disorder and I think he does. " Dick said and Damian rubbed the back of his neck.

He couldn't help it and Jason had to sit down for a moment. Tim was just quiet. Dick looked down at the floor and Bruce just wanted to hug his son, but beat himself up at the same time.

His son has been suffering and yet they all were blind. Everyone moved to Alfred who exited and everyone was buzzing with excitement and sheer curiosity for their brother and son.

" He is skinny beyond belief. I can see his bones protruding and I nearly started crying right then and there. Oh I have been so blind. " Alfred said and the boys quickly brought him into a group hug. Bruce hesitated before joining in.

" We are going to help him. " Bruce said both to everyone and to himself. It is a promise and an oath. And does Bruce intend to make sure he fulfills it. No matter what.

#dc comics #dc x male reader #x male reader #batfamily #bruce wayne x male reader #batman x male reader #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #damian wayne x male reader #robin x male reader #tim drake x male reader #red robin x male reader #dick grayson x male reader #nightwing x male reader #tw disordered eating #eating disoder trigger warning

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nerves-nebula · 1 year

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Funfact! Alligator snapping turtles will gladly eat younger, smaller turtles, even of their own species :)

#tmnt #tmnt raph #teenage mutant neglected turtles #cannibalism tw #starvation tw #disordered eating tw #lmao i love to hurt them #tmnt au #tmnt iteration #nnstuff #nnart #neglected art #tmnt comic

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wynsvre · 7 months

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tw // eating disorder

messy comic about messy stuff

#samposting #my art #comic #tw disordered eating #recovery

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shuunnico · 4 days

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Love to Eat. Eat to Live.

This one is a really personal piece of art to reflect what I've been going through in my life.

BTS (serious) stuff:

This is regarding my struggle with food and eating disorders.

For most of my life I've had a complicated relationship with food. I liked food, but I was instilled guilt for eating and I had severe body image issues.

I developed some serious bad habits that eventually blossomed into an eating disorder. I had convinced myself for years that I wasn't actually suffering, despite my weight tanking and actually destroying my sense of hunger.

It got to a point where my weight was a serious concern. I was constantly told that if I didn't put on weight, I'd start suffering long term complications.

This only got worse when I developed serious depression. With no energy, I just ended up forgoing food for days at a time. I would attempt to put on weight, only to fall off and lose the weight again.

For the better part of 5 years, I've been trying to fix my issues with limited success. This year, I really tried.

This drawing is to celebrate the 10 pounds I've put on since the start of the year. I'm hoping to put on a total of 40 pounds this year to get myself to a better weight.

I'm eating every day. I'm pushing how many calories I put down every meal. I buy food dense in calories to try and compensate for how little I eat.

I'm trying very hard to love myself and to love eating. I want to love food again.

#my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #art #recovery #comic #food #eating disorder #personal growth

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thunderc1an · 1 month

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2 comic wips

#mod rambles #tw eating disorder #tw: eating issues #tw eating issues #tw: eating problems #tw eating problems #The crookedpaw comic is very much so a personal vent art #just spent a week of vacation with my mom #vacation was fun but man can she really affect me #Meeting my therapist on Wednesday!#yay!#highly recommend therapy #anyways hope you have a good rest of your day!

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khalemchurstcomics · 4 months

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THE SECRET (AKA DIET CULTURE)

It is amazing to me how early we are indoctrinated. Even as tiny children, we were taught that there are 'good' and 'bad' foods. But food has no actual moral value. Certainly different foods affect us in different ways, but they are not inherently good or bad.

As people socialised as women, a certain amount of self loathing seems to be expected of us. I already had the building blocks in place simply from existing as a girl in society, so once I developed an eating disorder it was only a small step to lean into the 'pro-ana' websites that taught deeply unhealthy ways to stay not just thin, but dangerously underweight. At the time it felt validating, like these websites were telling me some truth that the rest of the world wanted to hide from me. I learned some awful behaviours, but most of all, I learned that at the centre of it all was hating myself as much as possible.

I'm still unlearning, even after being eating disorder free for 7 years. It takes daily work. But every now and then, when I eat ice cream without feeling guilty or exercise to feel good instead of as a punishment, I am astounded by my progress.

(this was originally posted to my socials - you can find me @khalemchurst).

#comic #ED recovery #eating disorder #diet culture #mental illness #mental health comic

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ashleyrguillory · 1 year

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A comic about lesbian gender feelings featuring @redgoldsparks. Originally posted on my patreon.

#comic #autobio #demifemme #lesbian #lgbtqia #eating disorder mention #homophobia mention #nudity cw

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annasellheim · 1 month

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Part 7

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inkalight · 5 months

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Let me care for you part 16

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dyxnamicart · 8 months

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some day are harder then others and nick tries his best to help ✨❤️ another heartstopper post cant stop wont stop

#tw disordered eating #heartstopper #heartstopper fanart #osemanverse #alice osmen #charlie spring #nick nelson #charlie and nick #nick and charlie #heartstopper comic #gay art #queer art #i never do comics #so ehehehe #hope its okay

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behindthesefangirleyes · 8 months

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I know we all talk about how painful it will be to watch Kit and Joe’s season 3 performances … and it’s 100% real. However, I raise you another painful performance in the future:

Joseph Balderrama as Julio Spring

Think about it. Think about Julio comforting Charlie in the car after the party. Think about how worried he is during drop-off and pick-up at the movie theater.

Worse still, think about the sadness in his eyes as he listens to Nick confront his father about not taking an interest in his life.

Now picture him as Charlie tells his parents about his struggles with eating. We are not prepared, or at least I’m not.

#julio spring #charlie spring #nick nelson #joseph balderrama #joe locke #kit connor #heartstopper #heartstopper comic #heartstopper spoilers #heartstopper season 2 #tw disordered eating

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bananonbinary · 3 months

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every day i think about the friend that kept me from developing a full blown eating disorder. we went to pride together, and i didnt eat all day, and by the end of it she sat me down and told me i had to eat something before i left her house, and wouldn't leave me alone until i agreed to eat an apple. she told me that she wasn't sure that i had an eating disorder, but that i definitely had disordered eating. i wasn't restricting solely because i wanted to lose weight, it was more of an anxiety issue with eating food in front of other people (..which WAS related to body image, but also had to do with autism and what i hadn't yet realized was texture/flavor issues with lots of foods), but i definitely justified it because i was fat and could "afford" to miss a few meals.

we havent talked in years but like she literally might have saved my life there. food became a big topic with my therapist, and now i'm mostly able to eat in front of people again, although i still have trouble noticing when my body is hungry. that one apple literally changed my entire relationship with food.

anyway i guess the point is give ur friends that apple if you notice this shit. eating disorders come in many forms, with complex and varied motivations, and everyone deserves to eat.

#eating disorders #sometimes just having a single other person express worry #is all it takes #like the comic i just reblogged said: now your self-harm is hurting THEM too #it makes you think twice

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bambiraptorx · 11 months

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Draxum's hands were shaking. Badly, Raph noted, staring at the noticeable tremors in the yokai's hands.

[TW: self-destructive behaviors, eating issues/implied disordered eating]

He'd seen Draxum's hands shake before, back in his own time, when the Hidden City was first discovered by the Kraang and quickly overwhelmed with all the hounds and mechs and zombies they could throw at it, and the Resistance had to declare the ruins unsalvageable, not worth trying to win back.

He'd seen them shake when Casey had returned a month after being declared missing in action (declared dead in all but the use of that word; all M.I.A. meant anymore was that there was no body to bury), not only alive and minimally injured, but hauling a four-month-old baby in a makeshift sling.

He'd seen them shake when he'd woken up from an artificial, anesthesia-induced slumber, a grey, lonely night with no stars, to see the face of the man who'd had to amputate his hand and tell him, "you barely survived as it is, Raphael," a heavy guilt weighing down his shoulders and carving new lines into his face.

He didn't know why they were shaking now. He focused on the vials Draxum held, ingredients for some chemical or other he needed to synthesize, seemingly vibrating as a result of the trembling hands that held them. Was it exhaustion? When did Draxum start working today?

When was the last time he had a meal?

Raph voiced his thoughts.

"I'm not hungry," came the answer, not enough in and of itself to give Raph what he needed to know, if not for everything he knew about the person Draxum was. Is. Would one day be?

"Draxum. That's not what I asked you." Raph reached out hesitantly, ready to withdraw his hand if it was rejected. The scientist didn't respond, at least not immediately, his back to Raph even as his hands still shook.

Something in Draxum's shoulders relaxed--not truly relaxed, so much as lost the tension holding him stiff and upright--and he sighed. "I can't stop now. There's too much I still need to do." His hair lay limp and matted against his back, greasy from lack of washing.

How long had Draxum been doing this? Destroying himself? How long had Raph not noticed it?

"Just a quick break," Raph tried. "Get a small meal in and get back to work after that."

A sharp headshake. "I can't--I can't. If I stop now, I'll lose all momentum--I have so much I need to do tonight--and I've gotten behind over the last few weeks, I can't fall behind my schedule any further, and besides, I haven't earned it yet--"

Suddenly Draxum whirled around, the vials in his hands dangerously close to spilling. "All of yokai-kind is depending on me. I can't let them down. I can't let more lives be lost! Too much is at stake here to simply take a break!"

The picture was familiar, heart-achingly so. It only took a flicker of imagination to superimpose Raph's own brother, to replace Draxum's desperate, bloodshot eyes with Donnie's wide, worried ones. The concerns were practically identical: the certainty-laced fear that rest now would be paid for later in agony and blood.

"What's yokai-kind gonna do if you work yourself to death?" Raph replied, as gently as he could, reaching out for the vials Draxum gripped so tightly. "Whatever you're doing here, who's gonna do it if you can't? Me? You know I'm not a science guy, Drax."

There's so much weight on your shoulders, Dad, Raph thought. Let me help you carry it.

Raph took hold of one of the vials, tugging gently. At first, it seemed as though Draxum wouldn't let go, that he would hold on even tighter, chase Raph out of the room and return to killing himself slowly. But after a few seconds, the scientist's trembling hand loosened, allowing Raph to slide the glass from between his fingers and set it back in the holder. He took the second with no resistance, and did the same.

Raph allowed himself a small smile, a tiny flicker of the ever-present tension between his shoulders melting away. "Okay, Draxum. Let's get you some food, maybe a nap, and see how you're doing after that."

This mad scientist at least, he could help.

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