“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” (found here) I’ll include the poem under the cut, too.

I think this would work both ways? For the sake of character design I went with Elanna as the sun and Vena as the moon. @feynites

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November has been a hard month for me body/self esteem wise. I’ve felt pretty inadequate all round and frustrated with where I’m at. But tonight I’m feeling pretty good, despite still having a bit of a tummy and stretch marks and lumps and bumps and thought I’d do something different to celebrate that because my body is beautiful and I forget that sometimes

“My being thin did not make me happy. My having a six-pack was, well, me having a six-pack. Being a size 4 made it infinitely easier to shop for clothes and presumably to look "better” in clothes, because let’s face it, clothes are mostly designed for people who are a size 4. Being a size 4 made strangers’ heads turn. Repeatedly. It made men in the grocery store hit on me and doctors at the hospital propose torrid affairs. It made me obsessive about every detail of my body, from my stretch-marked belly to the definition of my bicep.

It made me a lot of things. 

It did not make me happy.

It made me obsessed with my workouts, with how much time I could fit in at the gym between taking care of three small kids and working 12-hour overnight shifts. It made me Google every food for its calorie content. It made me eat food I hated (rice cakes, spray-on butter) and avoid food I loved (mostly cake). All of that made me thin.It did not make me happy.

This isn’t to say that thin people aren’t happy (duh), but this is to say that being thin is not: A. A cure for sadness or B. A guarantee of happiness.“

– Being Thin Didn’t Make Me Happy, But Being ‘Fat’ Does by Joni Edelman 


I feel that nowadays there is an unrealistic standard of woman body shapes. I’ve been working out lately and when I’m standing up with posture I have a toned stomach (bottom pictures) but when I sit down it rolls into one. That’s okay. That’s normal.

My aim is to achieve a flat toned stomach, but when I sit down, again, it’s inevitably going to bunch together in some way.

There’s such a negative vibe on women with an ounce of fat on them, even if it’s healthy and it needs to stop.

Stop the fucking hate, it’s not nice 😇

11 Offensive Phrases You Didn’t Realize Are Fat Shaming

I spent the first 16 years of my life as a plus-sized girl. And during that time, I rarely ever felt like I was beautiful. I mean, it was hard to see myself as attractive when the media bombarded me with images of thin and beautiful women all the time. And it was hard for me to accept how I looked when I was pressured into going on diets to lose weight.