body-issue

imaginethat57  asked:

I remembered my prompt! Cat has always done her best to stay slim because of her awful mother giving her some body image issues. She puts on a little weight though for whatever reason, and Kara helps her cope with any stress surrounding the weight gain.

When Katherine strolls out of Cat’s office with a smug smile and a pep in her step, Kara waits thirty seconds and then leaps to her feet. She listens to the hum of the private elevator moving toward the first floor as she pulls the glass door open and pokes her head within. Cat doesn’t look up from her work, despite Kara’s quiet greeting. Finally, she drops her pen and huffs.

“What do you want?”

“Are you okay?”

Cat glares at her now. “I don’t pay you to meddle in my personal affairs.”

“No, I guess you don’t.” Kara hesitates. “But I know meeting with your mother can be–”

“Can be what, Kiera?”

Kara wilts under the sharp bite of Cat’s words. “It’s none of my business.”

“No, it isn’t.”

“I’ll just… I’ll leave now. I have to place your lunch order, anyway.”

Cat lifts her hand. “I don’t want anything today. Dismissed.”

“Nothing?”

“Did you not hear me?”

Kara slips inside, letting the door close behind her. “I heard you, Ms. Grant, but I… I think I need to meddle in your personal affairs, even if you aren’t paying me to do so.”

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This is for You

Plot: AU He’s self-conscious of himself ever since his crush turned him down. Your roommate threw a costume party just because but you had to miss out for a music test coming up. His friends dragged him to said party and he was ready to bolt until he heard a song he’s never heard before.

Rating: PG-13 (College party, minor language, body issues, self-doubt)

Characters: College Student!Jimin x Female Reader, feat. mentions of other members

Notes: The author was listening to her library recently and remembered that “Gold” by Britt Nicole was in there. Hearing that in real life Jimin has struggled with loving himself made me want to imagine how he’d react if he heard someone singing this song. If anyone actually does sing the song to him in real life, you are awesome and I want to hear all the details afterwards, okay?


“Why are you hosting a costume party? Halloween just ended!”

“Because costumes are fun! And second, why does Halloween have to be the sole reason someone can wear a costume?” your roommate Lea shot back. Her eyes narrowed and she gave you a look, daring you to challenge her reasoning.

You held your hands up and muttered that it wasn’t limited to one night a year. You picked up your guitar case and sheet music, glancing over at the backyard. “Guess I’ll be in the shed tonight.”

Lea pouted and you gave her an apologetic look. “Sorry, but I’ve got a performance test in a few days and it’s worth 25% of our grade.”

“Fine, but next party, okay?” Lea said as she pointed at you. “Do you want me to ban people from the backyard?”

“Nah it’s cool – I’ve got a sign I can stick on the door,” you replied. You slipped out through the backdoor of the house you were renting and used your key to unlock the shed. It used to be a playhouse that the owner’s kids had before growing up and heading off to school, but you and your roommate had converted it into a practice room for studying or rehearsing music without interruptions.


“You seem excited – got your exam back already?” Jimin asked as his roommate came in, dropping his backpack onto his bed.

Jungkook dug around in his bag and fished out a flyer, handing it off to Jimin before making a beeline for the closet. Jimin smoothed the crinkled paper and saw it was an invitation to a costume party, hosted by one of the soprano singing majors who was a year ahead of them. He sighed as he put the flyer on Kook’s bed before settling back into his seat, drawing his knee up.

“It’s an excuse to wear that costume I was torn between!” Jungkook blurted out as he tossed the pieces of the costume onto his bed. “You’re coming, right?”

Jimin made a face and shook his head. “Maybe I should stay home,” he murmured, rubbing the back of his neck.

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On a more personal note

So lately I’ve been struggling a lot with my body image. I’m in my 20’s and have had body image issues since I was a teen. Lately, it has more to do with the scarring from eczema that doesn’t seem to go away. I don’t usually wear clothing that show any of my scars and honestly it can be hard to do, especially when dressing up for a night out or party or something. Lately, I’ve been getting scars on my face that thankfully haven’t been lasting long but still make me feel insecure. I always tell myself to be thankful that I don’t have any other more severe medical issues, it’s just a “skin issue”. But I’ve learned that even a “skin issue” such as eczema, acne etc can all take a toll on someone’s self esteem. So anyway, I guess I just wanna say that everyone’s personal struggles, whatever they may be, are valid. Sorry for rambling haha. Needed to get that out.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any advice on just in general overcoming body image issues? I hate to admit defeat but i don't see myself ever being anything other than a skinny dude, and i hate it. I work out regularly and eat way more than i feel like i should but i don't gain weight and it makes my body image issues even worse because i feel like i put in effort for nothing. Not even asking for workout or diet tips, I've done countless hours of research already. Just wondering how i can stop hating my appearance

The reason you’re putting countless hours into trying to make a change and nothing is changing is because your mindset is stuck therefore your perspective cannot change. So you hate the way you look? Unless you start to reverse those self perceptions no actions are going to convince you otherwise. I can honesty tell you that no one has ever successfully made a change to their body my hating it.
Someone who is overweight may say they lost weight because they hated the way they looked. BUT they loved their body enough and believed in its ability to change that they made it happen. I may be way off base here but it’s my own theory based on personal experience. Action must first take the decision to try. The decision to try is enforced by the belief that the actions will have some benefit. Disbelief in those actions leads to loss of the desire to try. Belief in those actions leads to benefits that support your belief and keep you trying.
I don’t lift weights everyday with the belief that it’s doing nothing if I did why would I even be doing it. I do it with the belief that it is working maybe slowly and not very obvious at times but I tell my self it is and it keeps me going and as time passes it does! Your goals are different but similar. You’ve mentally blocked yourself into thinking you cannot succeed therefore no matter what you do it will feel like failure. It’s time to look at the flip side of the coin and find the reasons and beliefs that build you up and not tear you down. Every success story I’ve ever heard starts with a belief not a hatred.

people talk about the danger of violence or overt sexuality in children’s entertainment, but i swear that nothing, nothing fucked me up as badly as the totally family-friendly, g-rated trope of “woman who is not traditionally attractive flirts with our male lead; aren’t her romantic and/or sexual desires inherently disgusting, and thus hilarious?”

and like, at least when i was growing up, it was everywhere: disney movies, saturday morning cartoons–i think it was maybe even more common in stuff aimed at kids, because when you’re not allowed to go blue, there are fewer ways to get a lazy, cheap laugh.

i was freckle-faced and chubby as a kid (both, of course, common cartoon shorthand for “this girl is hideous”), and i literally cannot remember being too young to feel bad about how i looked. i’m sure my baby fat didn’t bother me when i was an actual baby, but my body issues are at least as old as my conscious memory. thank god i had access to feminism and cultural criticism from a comically young age; it rarely protected me from pain but at least i’d heard that it was wrong to send a message that beautiful princesses are protagonists and ugly girls are punchlines.

(as if we have to earn the right to even just want romantic love, to even just feel something for somebody else, as if we have to cash in tiny noses and perfect lips and tiny bodies like fucking arcade tokens before our heartsong is anything but a mean joke)

and granted, there were other issues at play; i’m not pinning all my baggage on, say, that part in aladdin where the fat lady with a gap in her teeth catches him while he’s running for his life and sings that she thinks he’s “rather tasty” and aladdin’s face is all “UGH, OH NOOO,” but i swear i didn’t start to internalize “no decent human being would be grossed out by your romantic interest, or even just find it so ludicrous as to be funny” until about six years ago

and i am five fucking days away from turning thirty

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NHL!Bitty, Part X - Body Issue(s)

ESPN Magazine comes calling. Eric makes a creative choice. Jack gets excited.

NHL!Bitty Masterpost!


Cold. Colder. Freezing.

“The Body Issue, Bits. You can’t turn this down, and if I did it for you, you have to do it for me.”

Actually, a three-hour naked photoshoot on ice is definitely something he can turn down, but he promised Jack he would participate if asked. Granted, it was a sleep-deprived, post-coital promise, but a promise just the same. 

A copy of the spread from Jack’s issue is already tastefully hung in the master bathroom of his townhouse. Eric will have to get his framed to match.

It’s not about the nudity, except, maybe it is a little bit, but he’s worked hard to get his body to look this good. His ass may never be in the same arena as Jack’s magnificent backside, but hell, if the whole world got to ogle Jack, why can’t Eric get some love, too? 

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Can we talk about Harry right after the war ends.

  • When it finally ends Harry is a mess.  He goes to stay with the Weasley’s; he only means to stay a few days but neither Ron nor Molly will let him leave.
  • He’s absolutely skin and bones from being on the run and Molly nearly has a heart attack.  Her relief at the war being over and her grief at her loss means she bakes and cooks a lot.  The main target of her attempts to heal with food is Harry.
  • The first few days he won’t eat, but his appetite slowly picks up.
  • After a few weeks everyone begins to come and go, except Harry.  He isn’t ready to leave, to be around people.  So he stays at home with Molly.  And she teaches him to bake and cook and many afternoons and evenings Ron or Hermione or Ginny find them in the kitchen having tea.
  • Sometimes when Harry has nightmares he can’t chase away the loss and the grief.  Those are the nights Ron finds him in the kitchen up to his elbows in flour.  He doesn’t say anything just waits for the biscuits and tea to be ready.  
  • After awhile Harry decides he’s maybe ready to venture back into the wizardng world.  He knows they’re going to gawk and stare.  He expects it as much as he hates it.
  • What he isn’t prepared for are the papers the next day splattered with photos of him at odd angles reading “Harry Potter The Boy Who Lived to Eat.”
  • He stays shut up in his room the entire day staring at the stupid paper before setting it on fire.  When he comes downstairs no one mentions the paper but they all stare at him.  
  • He tells himself it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t care what they think.

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People have taken pictures of him before. It started when he was a hilariously ugly baby with two beautiful and talented parents and it didn’t stop until Samwell. (“Hi Jack Zimmermann, You’ve been selected for the Samwell Swallow’s 50 Most Beautiful. When would be a convenient time for us to photograph you? You may bring any props you wish.” Upon showing the email to Shitty: “Shitty, NO.” “But Jack…” “SHITTY NO.”)

He’s taken pictures of himself. The hardest assignment to fulfill for photography class was the self-portrait. Jack ended up photographing his reflection on the Plexiglass above the boards. He looked like a ghost.

This is different. Jack consented to this. 

ESPN’s Body Issue. Naked.

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