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        The Pain
        

            
            The Pain
        

    

    

         
The Pain

    



                
                    
                    
                    
                    

    

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        Menstrual
        

            
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        A Kawaii Potato
        

            
            A Kawaii Potato
        

    

    

         
A Kawaii Potato

    



                
                    
                    
                    
                    

    

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    Pain: I too have felt this pain 😪
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: I too have felt this pain 😪
                
            

            
            
I too have felt this pain 😪

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: La Conquêste du Pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: La Conquêste du Pain
                
            

            
            
La Conquêste du Pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: ups-dogs:On a dark and lonely night in the hills outside of Newberg, Oregon…a forlorn, feeble, famished, freezing, four-legged figure falters slowly towards my truck, trembling gingerly on arthritic limbs in the icy winter air.His grey muzzle and sorrowful eyes tell a sad tale of many years of hunger, pain and despair. A faint and sorrowful whimper emits from his throat as he gazes beseechingly at my bountiful box of biscuits, hoping against hope that I might ease his pangs of hunger and grant him one more night of survival by sharing a small morsel of sustenance with him.My heartstrings taut with compassion, I dig deep into my biscuit box and gently place 4 biscuits into his quivering jowls, praying with all my might that I have arrived in time to prevent his imminent starvation.And then…the magic happens.Like Popeye eating his can of spinach, an incredible transformation suddenly takes place. He is cured! The pain in his limbs is gone! His eyes sparkle! In less than a second, strength and vigor have returned to his formerly weak and malnourished body! In one bound he leaps from the steps of the truck and proceeds to to zoomies all about the yard like a puppy 12 years his junior, his speed turning him into a veritable blur, before running into the house thru his dog door. Through the living room window I see him leap up onto his spot on the couch next to the woodstove, a veritable blizzard of biscuit crumbs flying all over the lap of his human as he chomps happily away at the bounty of goodness that I have bestowed upon him. With tears of joy in my eyes I proceed to drive away, feeling a solemn pride in the knowledge that my generosity has saved this once-suffering dog from what was most certainly an imminent death from starvation. And to those of you who claim that I have merely been bamboozled and bewitched out of biscuits by a canine con artist, I say this; I am a trained professional with years of experience. Do I REALLY look like a guy who could get manipulated out of treats by a mere dog?By Scott Hodges
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: ups-dogs:On a dark and lonely night in the hills outside of Newberg, Oregon…a forlorn, feeble, famished, freezing, four-legged figure falters slowly towards my truck, trembling gingerly on arthritic limbs in the icy winter air.His grey muzzle and sorrowful eyes tell a sad tale of many years of hunger, pain and despair. A faint and sorrowful whimper emits from his throat as he gazes beseechingly at my bountiful box of biscuits, hoping against hope that I might ease his pangs of hunger and grant him one more night of survival by sharing a small morsel of sustenance with him.My heartstrings taut with compassion, I dig deep into my biscuit box and gently place 4 biscuits into his quivering jowls, praying with all my might that I have arrived in time to prevent his imminent starvation.And then…the magic happens.Like Popeye eating his can of spinach, an incredible transformation suddenly takes place. He is cured! The pain in his limbs is gone! His eyes sparkle! In less than a second, strength and vigor have returned to his formerly weak and malnourished body! In one bound he leaps from the steps of the truck and proceeds to to zoomies all about the yard like a puppy 12 years his junior, his speed turning him into a veritable blur, before running into the house thru his dog door. Through the living room window I see him leap up onto his spot on the couch next to the woodstove, a veritable blizzard of biscuit crumbs flying all over the lap of his human as he chomps happily away at the bounty of goodness that I have bestowed upon him. With tears of joy in my eyes I proceed to drive away, feeling a solemn pride in the knowledge that my generosity has saved this once-suffering dog from what was most certainly an imminent death from starvation. And to those of you who claim that I have merely been bamboozled and bewitched out of biscuits by a canine con artist, I say this; I am a trained professional with years of experience. Do I REALLY look like a guy who could get manipulated out of treats by a mere dog?By Scott Hodges
                
            

            
            
ups-dogs:On a dark and lonely night in the hills outside of Newberg, Oregon…a forlorn, feeble, famished, freezing, four-legged figure fal...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Existence is pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Existence is pain
                
            

            
            
Existence is pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: pieprincess-andthe-fallenangel:

westotanu:

jeanjauthor:

ao3commentoftheday:

You’ve heard of lemons and the Citrus Scale? Well, what about KINKTOMATO?
KINKTOMATO is an important concept in fandom. It’s a humourous re-spelling of YKINMKATO - Your Kink Is Not My Kink (And That’s OK). This is the idea that if you don’t like a particular kink or ship etc, that’s fine but you don’t need to attack or shame the people who do. Just leave them alone to enjoy their fics and art in peace and ask that they do the same in return. 
KINKTOMATO is the “you do you” of fandom. It’s the “whatever floats your boat” of leaving other people alone. It’s an easy and judgement-free way of hoping that your fellow fans enjoy their content as much as you enjoy yours and understanding that different folks like different strokes. 
Having preferences is human. Having squicks is totally normal. Everyone has NOTPs or lines they don’t want to cross. But fandom is a large group of diverse people with varying tastes and interests and backgrounds. Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. Ship and let ship. Don’t like? Don’t read. Your kink is not my kink, and that’s okay. 

This, writers.
And yes, do bring back “squick” because if it makes you go “ew, ick” then that’s a squick, or a hard “uh no NOT for me” it’s a squick.  (Something that’s genuinely triggering will give you symptoms like hyperventillating, shaking hands, cold sweats, nausea, the feeling like you’re gonna faint, etc, but if it just makes you go “ew, ick” and scrunches your face in distaste, then that’s a squick, my friend.)

just to add on - KINKTOMATO is not easy, which goes against the usual ‘it’s not hard to just hit the back button’ narrative but I’m gonna say it. most people think they can do this stuff just fine but usually what 
they’re considering as ‘things they don’t like’ are things they feel neutral about. ‘I’m not really 
fond of X but it doesn’t make me want to run for the hills if I 
see it in a fic’ is not ‘oh wow I really REALLY hate that’. it takes conscious effort to be fair about it. you have to resist the urge to be like ‘this is disgusting and I want to yell at someone for subjecting my poor eyeballs to this’. sometimes you gotta leave and do other things for a few days or even weeks just because you read the tags/summary on something and were like ‘oh god nope no ew ew ew’. 
nobody really enjoys practicing this type of self-discipline. it is sincerely unpleasant to encounter kinks you are repulsed/squicked by. there have been times when i was lax in reading through the tags or when i assumed a tag represented one kind of take on a thing but no actually it was another, way less appealing one, and it’s not a fun time to get that particular cold glass of water thrown onto your soul. 
be mature and fair about it anyway. resist the urge to be the fandom equivalent of those white suburban moms who yell at underpaid (or volunteer, in this case) cashiers and demand to speak to the manager. ignore the people who will try and appeal to you by telling you that your aversion is a result of some innate Goodness on your part and that people who make things you don’t like are Evil.



And friendly reminder that both tumblr and AO3 have ways to filter out unwanted tags so that you can easily go about your day without seeing content for one of your squicks or notps. In fact, I find it good practice to do an AO3 search for all of my favourite ships, filtering out all tags and ships I don’t like, and then saving that page as a bookmark/favourite to make my future fic-browsing easier. That way, I never accidentally come across something that makes me squick. And whenever I come across another ship or tag that I hate, I add that into my ‘excluded tags’ list and resave it.
It’s really simple and saves me a lot of pain and effort!

    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: pieprincess-andthe-fallenangel:

westotanu:

jeanjauthor:

ao3commentoftheday:

You’ve heard of lemons and the Citrus Scale? Well, what about KINKTOMATO?
KINKTOMATO is an important concept in fandom. It’s a humourous re-spelling of YKINMKATO - Your Kink Is Not My Kink (And That’s OK). This is the idea that if you don’t like a particular kink or ship etc, that’s fine but you don’t need to attack or shame the people who do. Just leave them alone to enjoy their fics and art in peace and ask that they do the same in return. 
KINKTOMATO is the “you do you” of fandom. It’s the “whatever floats your boat” of leaving other people alone. It’s an easy and judgement-free way of hoping that your fellow fans enjoy their content as much as you enjoy yours and understanding that different folks like different strokes. 
Having preferences is human. Having squicks is totally normal. Everyone has NOTPs or lines they don’t want to cross. But fandom is a large group of diverse people with varying tastes and interests and backgrounds. Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. Ship and let ship. Don’t like? Don’t read. Your kink is not my kink, and that’s okay. 

This, writers.
And yes, do bring back “squick” because if it makes you go “ew, ick” then that’s a squick, or a hard “uh no NOT for me” it’s a squick.  (Something that’s genuinely triggering will give you symptoms like hyperventillating, shaking hands, cold sweats, nausea, the feeling like you’re gonna faint, etc, but if it just makes you go “ew, ick” and scrunches your face in distaste, then that’s a squick, my friend.)

just to add on - KINKTOMATO is not easy, which goes against the usual ‘it’s not hard to just hit the back button’ narrative but I’m gonna say it. most people think they can do this stuff just fine but usually what 
they’re considering as ‘things they don’t like’ are things they feel neutral about. ‘I’m not really 
fond of X but it doesn’t make me want to run for the hills if I 
see it in a fic’ is not ‘oh wow I really REALLY hate that’. it takes conscious effort to be fair about it. you have to resist the urge to be like ‘this is disgusting and I want to yell at someone for subjecting my poor eyeballs to this’. sometimes you gotta leave and do other things for a few days or even weeks just because you read the tags/summary on something and were like ‘oh god nope no ew ew ew’. 
nobody really enjoys practicing this type of self-discipline. it is sincerely unpleasant to encounter kinks you are repulsed/squicked by. there have been times when i was lax in reading through the tags or when i assumed a tag represented one kind of take on a thing but no actually it was another, way less appealing one, and it’s not a fun time to get that particular cold glass of water thrown onto your soul. 
be mature and fair about it anyway. resist the urge to be the fandom equivalent of those white suburban moms who yell at underpaid (or volunteer, in this case) cashiers and demand to speak to the manager. ignore the people who will try and appeal to you by telling you that your aversion is a result of some innate Goodness on your part and that people who make things you don’t like are Evil.



And friendly reminder that both tumblr and AO3 have ways to filter out unwanted tags so that you can easily go about your day without seeing content for one of your squicks or notps. In fact, I find it good practice to do an AO3 search for all of my favourite ships, filtering out all tags and ships I don’t like, and then saving that page as a bookmark/favourite to make my future fic-browsing easier. That way, I never accidentally come across something that makes me squick. And whenever I come across another ship or tag that I hate, I add that into my ‘excluded tags’ list and resave it.
It’s really simple and saves me a lot of pain and effort!

                
            

            
            
pieprincess-andthe-fallenangel:

westotanu:

jeanjauthor:

ao3commentoftheday:

You’ve heard of lemons and the Citrus Scale? Well, what a...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: We all know the pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: We all know the pain
                
            

            
            
We all know the pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: apocodinodraws:

I dunno I’m working through some shit and I’ve done nothing but cry for the past three hoursI needed some positivity accompanied with this emotionally crushing pain. 

    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: apocodinodraws:

I dunno I’m working through some shit and I’ve done nothing but cry for the past three hoursI needed some positivity accompanied with this emotionally crushing pain. 

                
            

            
            
apocodinodraws:

I dunno I’m working through some shit and I’ve done nothing but cry for the past three hoursI needed some positivity acc...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: failnation:

The pain is real
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: failnation:

The pain is real
                
            

            
            
failnation:

The pain is real

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Can’t even run for 2 Minute without having chest pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Can’t even run for 2 Minute without having chest pain
                
            

            
            
Can’t even run for 2 Minute without having chest pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Tell me about pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Tell me about pain
                
            

            
            
Tell me about pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: The pain is real.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: The pain is real.
                
            

            
            
The pain is real.

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: never have I felt so much pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: never have I felt so much pain
                
            

            
            
never have I felt so much pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Unforgettable pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Unforgettable pain
                
            

            
            
Unforgettable pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: You don’t know pain.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: You don’t know pain.
                
            

            
            
You don’t know pain.

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Pain 100
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Pain 100
                
                

                
            

            
            
Pain 100

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Meme dump for fellow depression fighters, freshly collected to ease the pain by laughing at it
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Meme dump for fellow depression fighters, freshly collected to ease the pain by laughing at it
                
            

            
            
Meme dump for fellow depression fighters, freshly collected to ease the pain by laughing at it

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: I Feel Your Pain Bro [OC]
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: I Feel Your Pain Bro [OC]
                
            

            
            
I Feel Your Pain Bro [OC]

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Here comes the pain train.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Here comes the pain train.
                
            

            
            
Here comes the pain train.

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Pain
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Pain
                
            

            
            
Pain

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                







    Pain: Humour gain with pain ;p
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Pain: Humour gain with pain ;p
                
            

            
            
Humour gain with pain ;p