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Why I Stopped Posting Pictures of my Top Surgery Results

On December 14th 2015, after many years of waiting, I had top surgery. Like many people in the years leading up to my surgery I scoured the internet for photos for people who had had surgery with my surgeon. Being in Canada and mostly only operating in one province I wasn’t surprised to not find a whole lot. 

I also looked for results from other people of colour, other South Asian people, and people with body types similar to mine. Unfortunately, I didn’t find much. I found that the spaces dedicated to surgery results weremainly dominated by white, slim, and muscular folks. 

I was frustrated because I knew that that my results would look drastically different than theirs. Despite my best efforts I found myself feeling frustrated with other POC. I knew that slim, muscular white people would be celebrated and get more traction than POC but there was so little out there. I didn’t need the posts or Youtube videos to be popular I just needed them to exist. I thought I understood why those results weren’t as out there, and partially I did, but now I really get it. 

When I first saw my post-op chest eight days after surgery I was elated. My partner took a couple pictures of that moment and I happily posted them on the internet (even if I felt a little self-conscious). In the days and weeks following my reveal I kept posting updated pictures though I was more and more hesitant to do so each time. Every time I did I got negative feedback about my results, weight,and body shape; reblogs, messages from anonymous people on Tumblr, and comments on Facebook posts (almost exclusively from other trans folks) left me feeling shitty about my body and results. 

Before those comments I felt good about my results and while I had issues with my hips and stomach and lack of muscles I was working to feel better about myself and my body.  So I stopped posting about my results. When one type of body is the only type celebrated in a community anyone who looks different is going to feel excluded and self-conscious - when they are then met with negative comments it’s no wonder they stop posting. It’s not a coincidence that it is hard to find top surgery results from non-thin, muscular, white people.

Does posting these pictures mean that I am over my body image problems: hell no. In fact, I have been feeling pretty self-conscious for the last little while (thanks grad school for meaning I’m too busy and poor to work out or always eat right) but I want to share my results. While I know that I’m not plus sized and don’t really consider myself fat (and benefit in society because of that) I’m also don’t super thin or cut. I want other people who look like me to know that there are other people like them in this community. I want to fight the dominance of white people in these spaces by being present. 

I know that I’m opening myself up to those comments again but I hope that people reading this will realize this it is not okay to make negative comments about others people bodies - even when those people aren’t super thin, muscular and white. 

anonymous asked:

I would love to se top ten pranks Phichit and Yuuri pulled on each other?

Top Ten Pranks Phichit and Yuuri Pulled On Each Other:

10) Phichit once complained too much that the Viktor poster Yuuri had up was freaking him out and Yuuri refused to take it down so Phichit stuck removable googly eyes on it instead to make it less weird

9) The one mentioned in a previous top ten where Phichit took a video of Yuuri looking very cute while sleeping before proceeding to chuck a bucket of ice cold water onto him

8) As part of a revenge prank, Yuuri replaced Phichit skates with an identical pair owned by another skater at the rink that were just a bit too small and watched Phichit suffer the whole training session after convincing him that it was the same pair and Phichit’s ankles must just be getting fat 

7) Yuuri once stole Phichit’s phone and got into his Instagram. The day before Phichit had posted a picture of him looking good captioned ‘I woke up like this’ and Yuuri took and posted a really awful one of Phichit sleeping and drooling a bit after a long night studying passed out on his desk and captioned it ‘He didn’t wake up like that #embraceyournaturalbeauty’

6) Phichit replaced Yuuri’s workout clothes in his bag without Yuuri noticing until he got to the dance studio and was too embarrassed to be late by turning back. Since he couldn’t do a pole dance lesson in jeans he had to do it in booty shorts with ‘are you nasty’ written across the back. His instructor thought it was hilarious.

5) In return for the booty shorts thing, one day, after Phichit had been out to a party the night before even though they had early morning training the next day, Yuuri stole all his clothes including his sport clothes and hid them out of the apartment so that Phichit was forced to go to training in his party clothes. Celestino’s general reaction was ‘Phichit Chulanont if you think I’m letting you get on the ice in ripped jeans and a crop top you are very wrong and you are on fitness training for the whole day.’

4) Phichit did the classic ‘replacing the shampoo with hair dye’ except he did it two days before a big competition and Yuuri was very close to having to skate in public with weird, patchy, bleach blond hair. This was when Celestino officially banned the prank wars for good

3) Yuuri once stole Phichit ‘King and the Skater’ DVD and replaced it with a disk containing a compilation of videos of Phichit falling over on the ice. Phichit might have more recordings of Yuuri decking it but Yuuri had a few good ones too

2) Once Yuuri hit his head really badly after failing a quad flip and, seeing a perfect opportunity, convinced Phichit that by hitting his head he had forgotten how to speak English. Phichit spent the whole day fretting over him and trying to badly translate everything Yuuri said and it only ended when Yuuri broke character and started cracking up that night

1) Once, about a year after Phichit found out about Yuuri and Viktor, Phichit broke into Yuuri’s locker at the skate club and turned it into a typical high school crush locker with loads of pictures and posters of Viktor with little hearts drawn all over them and ‘Yuuri Nikiforov’ postits and stuff. All the skaters who saw it the next day thought it was hilarious but then a couple of years later Yuuri and Viktor actually got together and they wondered if maybe it was a sign

[ENG] 170528 Jun′s Weibo Interaction With Fans

Opening Post: 17’ Chinese Line

Opening Comment: Your Little Huihui, Jun is here

Fan: Please speak since you’re here🤷🤷🤷
Jun: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Fan: Please explain why you’re so handsome! If you don’t reply me, you will become fat!
Jun: As long as you’re happy…

Fan: I still really want to ask, did you all bring this back to play hahahahaha. (image below)
Jun: (doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)

Fan: It’s 11.07AM, you like Little Haohao a lot don’t you?
Jun: Why are you telling truths for no good reason (doge)

Fan: Wen Junhui, if you’re still not appearing, I’m going to start posting pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jun: (doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)(doge)(doge) 

T/N: a (doge) emoji on Weibo looks like this

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The RFA + V + Saeran comforting insecure, chubby!MC

this is inspired by the douchebag that told me on the bus station today that i “would’ve been hot if i was skinny, but big boobs and ass don’t matter when you’re fat”, such a nice thing to say to a stranger!!1! :)) so here you go, here’s all my insecurities bc i needed to rant


  • He thought you were really pretty! And you were great to cuddle with!
  • Would probably blush every time you hugged because your boobs were pressing against him he loved it 
  • The cutest thing ever was when you wore oversized clothes because you looked so tiny, making him feel big and manly
  • He lowkey really wanted you to steal his clothes, as that would confirm you were his possessive Yoosung is my favorite Yoosung, but you never did
  • A few weeks after you started dating, you went out stargazing
  • Because he had his arm around you, he could feel you start to shiver in the cold night air
  • “Baby girl, are you cold? Do you wanna borrow my hoodie?”
  • You wanted to say yes, but knew it wouldn’t really fit you as Yoosung was a lot smaller than you, so you declined
  • “Are you sure? I don’t want you to get sick”
  • You cuddled closer to him, burried your face into his chest and mumbled that it wouldn’t fit anyways, so he would just have to heat you up
  • He looked at you confused before he realized that you were calling yourself too fat for his clothes, when he held you even tighter
  • “You know I love you, right? I really don’t mind how you look, I-I honestly think you’re really really attractive, and I want you to feel comfortable…”
  • To prove his point, he gave your butt a light squeeze, blushed and kissed you
  • After that, he bought lots of big hoodies you could steal from him!


  • Zen had an extra long rehersal, and you had accidently fallen asleep while you watched tv and waited for him to come home
  • When he saw you sprawled out on the couch, he smiled because of how cute you were
  • Wanting cuddles and trying to avoid that you slept in a weird position and locked a joint, he kissed your forehead and scooped you up in his arms to carry you to bed
  • You woke up and instantly panicked, never having been picked up like that before
  • “No Zenny, put me down! I’m too heavy, you’re gonna drop me!”
  • He put you down in the hallway, confused because no one had ever complained when he had picked them up
  • “Do you really think I would drop my princess? I’m more than strong enough to carry you, it’s not like I’ve never picked you up before! You’re really not that heavy anyways”
  • When you didn’t seem to believe him, he put his hands on your hips and pulled you close 
  • “Want me to prove to you how perfect I think you are, hm? I would gladly show you, you know”


  • You already knew that she was skinny because she never had the time to eat enough, but it was unfair that she still looked amazing while you looked like a potato
  • When the two of you opened the café she was always the ones to make the pastries while you took care of the counter, as you didn’t want to get tempted, “taste” the sweet treats and gain more weight
  • At first she just thought you didn’t like baking, but when you told her over a dinner how much you liked to make food, she didn’t understand
  • “Why don’t you help me with the pastries, then?”
  • You hesitated, but told her that you were scared to gain weight, especially because she looked so perfect and a customer had told you last week that your dress was too short as no one wanted to see your fat and nasty legs, and that you “needed to cover up your fat arms”
  • Shocked, she took your hand and kissed it
  • “How could someone say that to someone as nice and pretty as you? MC, please don’t think badly of yourself. They don’t know you, and have no right to judge you! You’re beautiful as well, I actually quite like your legs”
  • She blushed and grinned cheekily, making you laugh


  • Having quite a lot of extra weight, you definitely had above averagely sized breasts
  • Jumin loved them and bought you clothes that would show them off (not trashy though, just classy and sexy), but he noticed that you never wore them
  • Actually, you usually just wore oversized clothes
  • He had read in some magazine that women always took of their bras at the end of the day and that it was their highlight, but you never did?? You even slept with both a bra and a shirt?? Even though you complained about them being uncomfortable??
  • He hadn’t even seen you without a bra yet, shirt or not - he of course respected your wish to not go all of the way yet, but you had already been dating for over two months and he was getting worried that he had done anything wrong
  • The next time your kisses got hot and heavy and he slid his hands under your shirt only to get stopped, he finally asked why
  • Did you not find him attractive? Had someone hurt you in the past? Did you even like him that way?
  • You felt guilty that he felt like that just because you were insecure that your boobs were saggy, and you admitted it to him
  • He assured you that he didn’t mind! It wasn’t like he was expecting your e cups to be that perky anyways, he understood basic anatomy enough to know that natural boobs would sag
  • “Kitten, I love you, but you are honestly being a bit silly. You have absolutely nothing to be insecure about. If it bothers you that much I can of course pay for you to get surgery, but I can assure you that you’re the most attractive person I’ve ever seen. More to bounce around is never a bad thing”
  • He winked, making you blush, before he kissed you neck in hopes of continuing where you had left off


  • As soon as he told you about the security cameras he had installed in Rika’s appartment, you asked him which rooms were safe from his spying eyes
  • You wanted to make sure that he didn’t see you change, so he wouldn’t see your embarassing stretch marks that covered your hips, belly, back and thighs, the very ones that had made people ask you at severel occations if you had been pregnant (actually the most embarassing thing ever)
  • Even though you managed to hide them from him when you stayed in that damned appartment, you knew he would notice when you had to stay at his house
  • The first few days were easy enough as he ignored you anyways and wouldn’t even let you into his room where he was working, leaving you with no other choice than to sleep at his couch to wait for him
  • That’s exactly where he found you when he decided that he probably needed some fresh air, and that he should check on you
  • Feeling slightly perverted by checking you out when you were at your most vulnerable, he noticed that your shirt had riled up and showed the stretchmarks on your tummy
  • He made a mental note to remember them before taking a short walk outside, having enough insecurities to know that they probably bothered you
  • As soon as he cut his tsundere crap and showed you some love, you noticed that he liked to rest his hands on your hips and rub small circles with his thumbs
  • “You’re so beautiful, you know? Good god, I love you so much”
  • You blushed hard as he slowly took of your shirt off, tracing the bumps from your marks with his hands
  • He thought they made you unique! He made sure to ask you for permission to kiss them as every part of you deserved love, and if you weren’t willing to give it, he would!


  • This nerd would take pictures of you whenever he could
  • His favorites were the ones where you didn’t pay attention to him - laughing, talking to someone, dancing around
  • But despite being an amazing photographer, not even he could change the fact that you had extra fat that showed from every angle
  • Double chin, back rolls, belly and thighs
  • Sometimes he would show you the pictures he had taken during the day and tell you his exact thoughts about you when he took them, how pretty you were in that dress, how cute your giggle was, but it didn’t make the fat less obvious
  • “Do I… Do I really look that fat?”
  • “What do you mean, angel?”
  • You pointed out all your flaws, and you could see his frown become more prominent with everything you mentioned
  • “This is what you look like, why would you want to change that? You’re beautiful and I know that you don’t really eat unhealthy, you just have unlucky genes. That doesn’t change the fact that you’re really pretty, and that I’m super lucky to have you! The world needs more plus size models anyways, don’t you agree?”
  • He kissed your head when he finished his short speech, and you looked at your blue haired boyfriend in awe
  • “If it means anything, just know that I really like how you look. I think you’re hot”
  • He started laughing when you jokingly nudged him in the shoulder, telling him to shut up and kiss you


  • As weeks passed and he got more comfortable with you, he gradually became more clingy
  • He really enjoyed holding and leaning on you/you leaning on him, as everthing about you was soft and comfortable!
  • Eventually he would become comfortable enough for kisses, and before you knew it he would have plopped you down on his lap
  • Insecure about your weight you tried to get off, explaining that you were a lot heavier than you looked and therefore was afraid of crushing his legs
  • He held you closer and refused to let you go or listen to you, as he knew far too well what it was like to have your insecurities take over
  • “MC, stop being ridiculous, you’re perfect. And you look really good seated in my lap, you know? I want you right here”
  • You saw a faint blush spread across his cheeks and felt your own face match
  • “O-okay…”
  • He would of course respect you if you wasn’t into it, but trust me when I say that this guy would not hesitate to leave hickies all over your neck just to remind you that you were his, and that he loved you


BTS Reaction: You cry from stress


You were currently studying your life away so you could get a good grade on your finals. Not to mention the fact that you had to balance your relationship, your part-time job, and other homework on top of it. 

You sat at your desk, head in your hands as you desperately tried to lull the lingering ache in your head. You let out a pained whimper as you slammed your pencil down, the loud snap that echoed causing you to whimper again. 

Soft foot steps pattered outside the doorway before you heard the faint creak of the doors hinges. Your head slowly turned, the pops from your spine aching your head even more. You spotted Jin and gave him the weakest smile you could muster. 

Jin gave you a pitied smile as he walked closer, cup and medicine in hand. Just the kind gesture made your eyes tear up. What seemed to make you snap was the soft kiss Jin placed on your temple. Your lip wobbled and Jin cooed as he pulled you close, tears now soaking the shirt he was wearing. “Oh, Princess… I’ve got you… Everything’s okay…”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


You swept up the floor for what felt like the fifth time today. Yoongi would always bring the boys over to hangout and they never seemed to clean up after themselves. Letting the broom fall to the floor, you covered your face and shook your head as you only imagined what the living room looked like. It pained you to peek out around the corner, and you regretted it immediately. Soda cans, empty pizza boxes, and pillows littered the floor. 

Letting out a pained sigh, you walked in and grabbed the closest things off the floor. You tossed the pillows back on the couch before moving onto the soda cans. After minutes of picking up, the room seemed to have not changed in the slightest. Your eyes stung and you blinked rapidly as you picked up another pizza box. As you stood up, the tear fell, then another, and another as you threw the box down and plopped down on the couch. 

Your face was still shoved into the same pillow when you heard voices and keys from outside. You cursed and shook your head as the gang of boys pilled in. You couldn’t help the strangled sob that left your throat that instantly silenced the boys behind you. 

Yoongi’s soft voice chimed in behind you. “Jagi?” Rushed footsteps sounded from around the couch and the next moment, you were curled into your boyfriends side. The tears fell freely now, the sobs rolling in like rushed tides behind them, followed by the waves of your cursing. “You guys never clean around here! I’m tired of it, Yoongi! I cook! I clean! All day! And you guys leave this place in such a dis-!” You were cut off by soft lips on your cheek. “Go lay down, Jagi.. Let the boys and I finish…” More soft kisses pattered onto your face as Yoongi kissed off your tears. “I’m sorry…”

Originally posted by hobies


Your feet dragged along the stones leading up to your front door, you fingers lazily sliding up the key pad. You shivered and sniffled as you typed in the code as fast as you could, attempting incorrectly a few times before the soft ding rang. You slid the pad back down and opened up the door, walking in and closing the door behind you as fast as you could. 

“Welcome home, Kitten!” Hoseok sang from upstairs. You could only grumble back as you kicked off your shoes and stepped inside. You walked to the living room and tossed your work bag onto the kitchen table. You walked around the couch and switched on the lamp before plopping down on the couch. 

Hoseok walked down the stairs apprehensively. “Kitten? Is everything okay?” He noticed your back tense and then your shoulders slowly start to shake. “Oh no..” He whispered out as he rushed over and kneeled in front of you. “I just don’t get it! I do all this work at fucking work! And they just send me home with more! It’s never enough! I can’t fucking take it!” You spit out as you sobbed loudly. 

Hoseok felt his eyes tear up as he listened to you. “Oh kitten… No more work.. I’ve got us now.. No more..” He climbed onto the couch and pulled you close. “I’ve got us..”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Propping up the final pillow on the bed, you backed away and cursed as you pulled at the sheets. You groaned as the pillow collapsed onto the bedsheets. You shook your head and sighed as you walked back downstairs, giving up on making the bed picture perfect. 

Starting with dinner, you set the ingredients out and turned on the burner on the stove. You hummed to calm yourself as you mixed the batter for the chicken. 

Namjoon’s loud footsteps echoed from the front door as he walked into the kitchen and gave you a sweet smile. “Let me change and then I’ll come help.” He disappeared upstairs and you continued to concentrate on the dinner you were making.

Thirty or so minutes later, Namjoon trotted downstairs and into the kitchen. “Hey, babe? Why’d you leave the bed so messy? Do you not clean?” Sucking in a harsh breath, Namjoon decided to continue. “And there were clothes all over the floor in the bathroom.” Your lip trembled and your ears turned red as you turned around. “Did you just.. ask me!” You pointed to yourself for emphasis. “If I don’t clean! Did you really just ask me that Namjoon!” Your voice raised and your tears followed, tears pouring out after your words. “That’s all I do! That’s all I fucking do while you’re gone! I make everything picture perfect and you ask me if I don’t fucking clean?!”

Namjoon seemed to shut up immediately once he spotted your tears. “Oh, babe.. I didn’t mean it like that.. Oh no..” He walked over and enveloped you with his arms. “Oh no… Everything you do for me is perfect… I’m so sorry…”

Originally posted by ksjknj


Soft music was the only noise that reverberated throughout the house. It seemed like it was the only noise the walls had heard for the past two months. With your boyfriend never home and refusing to let you work when he could take care of you both, your life had turned into an endless and boring cycle and it had definitely started to take a toll on you.

You laid in the middle of the carpet, your eyes glazed over slightly as you stared up at the ceiling. Your ears perked up however when the sound of the garage door opening cut through the endless cycle of the music. You didn’t make an effort to move however, afraid that it was just your mind playing tricks. Even when your boyfriend loomed over you, you still thought of it was a joke. “Are you crazy? Why’s all of the furniture on one side of the room? And why are you playing such shitty music?” Your bubble popped as you looked up at him. You instinctively blinked quickly as you stared at him. “Crazy? Shitty music? Well I wouldn’t have to listen to shitty music if you were home!” You sat up and huffed softly. “I wait day and night for you to come home and this is how you repay me?” You felt tears start to roll down your cheeks. “I can’t believe you, Jimin..” You whispered out as more tears fell down your cheeks. 

Jimin felt his heart squeeze and he shook his head with a frown. “Oh, baby… I’m so sorry… I love you so much… I didn’t mean it…” He walked over and wrapped his arms around your waist. “I know I’m never home… It’s so selfish of me..” He pulled you closer. “Why don’t we dance to your music, hm?”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


You sat on the couch scrolling through twitter, just seconds after Tae had posted one of his infamous selfies. You couldn’t help but giggle at some of the frantic and wildly inappropriate things that some people commented, knowing not long ago you were right by their side. 

You were about to give up on your scrolling frenzy until a few keywords caught your eyes. You scrolled back up, squinting your eyes as you read over the words repeatedly. They repeated in your head but you couldn’t help but to continue reading over them.

‘He’s so pretty. Why does he date such a fat pig?’

You set your phone down with a soft thud and looked at the blacked out TV in front of you, it seemed to accentuate your features making them large and misshapen. You stared your slight double chin and the roundness of your cheeks. You looked away quickly and sat there thinking to yourself. “Am I really that fat? I didn’t think I’d gained any weight.” In a panicked frenzy you ran to your shared bathroom. Tae was sat on the bed and watched you bolt by with a curious eye. “You alright, babe? Did you see my picture?” He teased.

Ignoring his comments you ran to the scale and stepped on, looking away before down at your feet. You sucked in a harsh breath as you read the numbers. You’d gained a few. You shook your head and started to pace, slowly stressing yourself out in disbelief.

Tae walked into the bathroom and frowned as he watched you for a few seconds. “Is everything alright? What’s wrong, baby?” He kneeled in front of you, grabbing your arms softly. “Tell me what’s wrong?” You refused to looked at him before letting the words tumble from your lips. “Have I gotten fat, Tae?” 

Looking at you as if you were losing your mind, Tae huffed and stood up. “Is that why you’re all stressed out? Of course not, baby.. Besides, if you did what’s the big problem? You’re still my pretty princess.” He scooped you up by your legs and tossed you over his shoulder. “Let us escape these bad thoughts, princess! We shall take a small vacation from this castle!”

Originally posted by piedpiper405


Sitting there and watching your boyfriend attempt another round of Overwatch had become exhaustingly repetitive. You understood that he adored the game, but he seemed to adore the game every second that he wasn’t in the studio recording or at dance practice. 

You let out another sigh of annoyance, hoping that making it louder this time would gain your boyfriends attention. It only gained you a sigh in return. Rolling your eyes and shaking your head as you crossed your arms over your chest and looked away from the computer, a rush of angst running through your body. Your eyes prickled with tears as you couldn’t even remember the last kiss let alone hug you and Jungkook had shared. 

You stood from your seat and walked out onto the balcony, the cold chill from the air relieving your eyes of the tears, causing them to roll down your cheeks. You shut the door behind you and leaned on the railing letting your tears fall freely. You covered your mouth and shook your head as you let out a weak and tiny sob. 

You were cut off by the door squeaking open quietly. “Babe? What are you doing out here? It’s freezing, come back inside and let me finish this round and warm up.” You shook your head as another ugly and gut wrenching sob broke from your lips. “No! I won’t sit there and watch you play another round! That’s all I ever do! I watch you play another round! We never watch movies let alone cuddle anymore! I wait for you every secon-!” You were cut off by the soft lips you had craved so desperately for. 

A weak whimper left your lips as you melted into his arms. You pulled away after a few more seconds. “I-I’m still mad at you..” A soft chuckle left his lips as he gripped under your thighs and hoisted you up before carrying you back inside. “We’ll see how mad you are after all these kisses I give you.”

Originally posted by jkguks

Tegu body condition, or: but they’re SUPPOSED to have huge cheeks!!1!

Tegu lizards can make fantastic reptile pets for the experienced owner, but because of their stocky build and highly developed pterygoid muscles (those are the jowls you see), it’s often really difficult to assess their body condition. I took these photos at a reptile show recently. The jowls of a tegu are the first thing people see, and that’s usually all that ever gets talked about. Somebody says “he looks fat” and then somebody else says “he’s supposed to have those cheeks,” but friends, let me tell you a secret: tegus store fat in places other than their jowls. So what I’ve done here is taken a couple of pictures that show you some other ways to assess tegu body condition… without using the jowl size alone as an indicator of obesity! 

These pictures are of a female. She’s ½ black and white, ¼ red, and ¼ blue. Phenotypically she has a mix of traits- because she was under a red light, it was very hard to get a picture of her showing her true colors, but she does have the blue’s “burnt” nose and seems to have mostly red coloration. She is three years old, she is not gravid, and her breeders had her for sale for one thousand dollars. 

The casual observer would probably say something like “dang, that’s a fat lizard!” The well-meaning tegu enthusiast would probably say in response “actually, no, tegus just look like that!” But that’s not true. We shouldn’t be promoting unhealthy animals and spreading misinformation. These pictures are a good example of some hallmarks of bad body condition in a tegu. To show you what those are, I’ve gone through and marked them in these edited versions. This tegu is basking, meaning she’s all spread out to maximize her surface area and soak up the warmth- but even in this position there’s hallmarks of ill health.

1.  A hallmark of obesity is the ear being obscured by fat. When a tegu is basking, the jowl rises to cover a little bit of the ear- but when the ear’s completely covered like that, it’s a bad sign.

2. The mouth should close all the way. If the mouth doesn’t close all the way, the owner should know what caused it and have taken appropriate steps to correct it if possible. Obviously for some congenital things, there’s nothing you can really do- and it can frequently be an injury or the scars of a poor diet that you can’t correct. You’ll see that in rescue tegus a lot. But that’s something a responsible owner is on top of! Jaw deformation can occur in the form of a lateral malocclusion (a side-to-side crossbite), an overbite, an underbite, or a droopy lip that’s dragged down by the massive fat pad the animal’s carrying.

3. There shouldn’t be folds of fat over the wrists and elbows. There should be a clear delineation between the upper and lower forelimb, but these should be strong and muscular. 

4. This is a very tricky one. Tegus are supposed to have a ridge of skin called the lateral line. When they’re obese, it shrinks and sometimes flattens against the body. However, it will usually flatten against the ribs while basking (that’s what it’s supposed to do, it maximizes surface area to let them take in sunshine) and when gravid. I include it here because the lateral line is something that you might not see on a healthy tegu- you have to consider a lot of factors when looking at an animal! This is especially true for females. If they’re gravid (pregnant), they’re going to be VERY pear-shaped and look really obese around the abdominal area. Tegus can lay up to 70 eggs at a time- of course she’s gonna look bulgy! But this girl? Not pregnant. I asked, and the breeder just kinda stared at me for a second, wondering what kind of clueless halfwit would ask if she was selling a pregnant trihybrid. 

Let’s take a look at this gal’s back half.

5. The tail shouldn’t be… for lack of a better word, puffy. A regenerated tail is another story, those can take a number of weird shapes- but this tail is way too fat.

6. There shouldn’t be fat rolls around the limbs. There should be a clear delineation between thigh and calf- there should be an actual joint there- but there shouldn’t be a bulging roll of fat.

7. The feet and toes shouldn’t be swollen. While the front toes- the digging claws- should be fairly stout and strong, the back toes should be slender and long. The foot itself should have a solid appearance and shouldn’t have dimples or rolls of fat going over the toes.

There are many other markers of health that you can see in tegus- some that show good health, some that show poor- and just as many that you can’t see. For a viewer who’s not super familiar with lizard body shapes, a tegu can be very confusing. They’re built for power, not speed or maneuverability. But when you are looking at an animal, these are some of the things that with a little observation, even the most casual observer can look at! Remember, the animal’s a complete being- it’s not just the jowls! 

ticklethepear  asked:

Hi! First of all - I love this blog. It's super helpful (and interesting!) to read the responses and linked articles on here! My question: I've been making some positive inroads with my dad on the topic of weight and health. He is really only persuaded by scientific studies and hard numbers (he doesn't often go for my social-cultural analyses). I've recommended he read "Big Fat Lies" by Glenn Gaesser, but that book is now a little dated. Any fairly up-to-date book/article recommendations?

I’m so glad you enjoy reading my blog! Here is a list of resources for introducing people to fat positive health science.

(1)  “Weight-loss is not the answer: A well-being solution to the “obesity problem.”

So for introducing people to the academic world of fat-positive health, I really like to recommend this journal article (available full-text on the link). It is short, written with a general audience in mind, and it really covers all the most cogent arguments in a succinct manner. It is scientifically very rigorous and reviews tonnes of literature too. I assigned it to students in my university classes last term, and the feedback was amazing. Many said it totally changed their views of weight and health. So, print it off and hand it to him! 

(2) Health at Every Size: The Surprising Truth about Your Weight

I mean, this book has it all! Dr. Linda Bacon is an amazing activist and ally to the fat community, and her book is required reading for anyone interested in fat-positive health. She spends the first part of the book dispelling all the lies we are fed about weight and health, and then outlines weight-neutral approaches to health. Must read!

(3) 11 Reasons your ‘Concern’ for Fat People’s Health Isn’t Helping Anyone

This is a short piece on the blog Everyday Feminism by Melissa A. Fabello and Dr. Linda Bacon and it really packs a punch.

(4) Junkfood Science 

This is a great fat-positive, health science blog written by Sandy Szwarc, BSN, RN, CCP . It is not active currently, but the archive is a treasure trove (look at the links down the right side of the page).

(5) What’s Wrong with Fat?

If he is more academically-oriented and you think he would enjoy a bit of a harder read (though still quite accessible), I really like Dr. Abigail Saguy’s book What’s Wrong with Fat? It really paints a compelling picture of the social and historical factors that led to the current negative attitudes about fat and the rise of the so-called “obesity epidemic” panic, and it also presents lots of hard data… graphs and everything!


- Mod D


I’m sorry, but I’m little confused about positions on Senior Class photo. It seems like Brooks has his elbow on Eric’s knee, right? But Eric’s legs look really funny, I mean, due to bottom of Eric’s combat boot, is it possible? Doesn’t make sense.

In the senior photo when they did the goofy picture, there’s a foot on the fat dudes (next to brooks) lap and I’m just wondering - is that Dylan’s foot????? And who’s knees is Brooks resting on?? I’m so confused lol.

I’ve studied and studied this photo quite a bit myself and and it’s not easy to figure out!  So, you’re not the only one that is coming up short over it! The thing that doesn’t make much sense is the body part in light blue denim jeans that I put a ‘?’ by. But, we can determine from the first photo, that Eric is wearing black BDU pants. Brooks and Zack have slightly nuanced shades of dark blue jeans so this means.. the light denim jeans have to be Dylan’s! His body is slopping forward and his looong thighs are kinda squeezed in together and all we can see are the tops of his knees  Brooks has his hand lazily resting on the top of Dyl’s knees.  I used to think that was Dylan’s boot..but I it seems too small given that Dylan had a size 12 foot.  It can’t possibly be Eric’s boot, because his body is leaning in the opposite direction. No way would he get his boot swung forward.  So, the only logical explanation would be Robyn’s boot. I don’t know what kind of rugged boots she has on but that would give her a fairly sizable foot for a girl - maybe size 9 or 10.  Which would mean that her right leg is bent, leaning on top of Dylan’s thigh (which we can’t see behind Zack) and she’s resting her boot on top of Zack’s leg.  That’s the best I can deduce of it presently!  :)  The photo really is a puzzle-like conundrum..   

And, by the way, Zack is not a “fat dude”, he is stocky, people, stocky. Sheeesh.  The poor guy…

Taking this body off to Fuerteventura tomorrow. Yesterday I got called fat, because I ordered a dominos. My first one in several months as I’ve been dieting and really focusing on keeping healthier. At the time I was stressed, not feeling very well and I just completely broke down. I took some pictures to help me feel better. And it worked. Yes, I’m fat. Yes, my stomach is a bit jiggly. But I’m not going to let other people’s opinions change my confidence. This fat body is gonna be sunning it up on the beach. This fat body is gonna be chilling by the pool. Don’t like it? Look away.

Something you may not know about my life is that I’m going to Belize on April 20 for 10 days 😄 so today I tried on some clothes that I wanted to bring since it’s still winterish where I live 😞 boy was I surprised when everything that used to fit is now too big and what used to be too tight now fits or is too big 😱
When I look in the mirror, with no clothes on, I still don’t really see a difference 😒 but tomorrow morning I’m going to take some pictures and compare them to when I first started. Hard, steady work pays off you guys 💪 and these results motivate me to keep working 👊
PS I am now smaller then I was 3 years ago 👌

haircuts - tom holland

word count: 1474
prompt: semi relevant, tom gets a new haircut and is super anxious to get your opinion of it so he keeps finding increadingly extra ways to hide it from you?xo via: @peterparkerrtrash
notes: the time frame is off but ya’ll get where this came from, ok!!! and to the requester, I hope this was okay :)

not edited

you were just as surprised as everybody else when tom tweeted, very ambiguously, bye bye hair.

it didn’t help that it was nearly nine o'clock for you, which meant for tom it was a solid two am. did that boy every actually sleep?

the second his tweet notification popped up your thumbs quickly tapped over to his contact and pressed the little circle for facetime. it took longer than usual, but soon enough you saw your smiling boyfriend and- were those boxers on his head?

“tom, what are you wear-” you started, only to have him cut you off midway.

“hello, darling!” he calls, and you can read the nervousness oozing off him even through the phone.

your brow raises slightly as you prop your phone up in front of you. “why are you hiding the new do, holland?” you ask in loo of a proper response, folding your arms over your chest.

tom, bless his heart, smiles lopsidedly and momentarily makes you lose your train of thought. being his girlfriend for a year and a half put no damper on the way he effected you. “what do you mean, love?”

“i hate you,” you mumbled, growing too tired to argue. it was hardly pushing on nine thirty but you felt exhausted. “i love you, goodnight.” you suddenly add and tom laughs softly on the other end of the phone.

“that’s contradictory-” before he can finish you hang up the phone and drop it onto your night stand, curling up on your side of the large bed.
tom texts you a very nice i love you daring to wake up to.

fast forward two days and tom is finally coming back home for a few days, hopefully a week.

you’re currently, with a fast vigor, rushing around your apartment to gather up all the take away boxes and bowls. tom didn’t like leaving you alone because you literally never took the time to cook for yourself. you lived off take away and cup noodles.

when the familiar sound of the lock clicking tipped off your senses, you threw the rest of the boxes and bowls into an empty cabinet and casually leaned against the counter, crossing your legs.

after a few seconds, and some rustling, tom appeared around the corner with a beanie and a hood covering his head. his face lights up when he spots you and he shuffles over to wrap his arms around your middle, peppering your face with quick little kisses. “hello, darling.”

you jokingly roll your eyes, a grin quirking up the corners of your lips as you move your head quickly to catch his lips. there’s a long moment of soft kissing before tom pulls away and you frown briefly. “let me see the hair.” it’s this moment you let your brows lift, humming. “shaved the stache?”

tom nervously nods and keeps his arms around you, smiling. “is it okay?” he asks.

“please,” you snort, pulling away to grab your bottle of water, taking a long slip. “you could shave your head and grow a full beard and it’d be fine. you don’t need my approval.” you softly laugh and tom seems to perk up a little at your words.

you then notice that one of the takeaway boxes hadn’t quite made it into the cabinet and the was sitting smushed between the bottom and the floor, and tom followed your gaze only to mockingly gasp. “y/n! you’ve been eating chinese?”

your face flushed as you snatch the box and go to open the cabinet to shove it in, only for the rest of the take away and the few bowls to fall at your feet. “i, uh-” you pause, scrambling to gather them up but you drop the large pile. “i have no idea how these got here.”

tom laughs but bends down to reach your height. “im gonna shower,” he presses a quick kiss to your temple before trotting off towards the steps.

“hey, let me see your hair!”

“join me in the shower?”

you look between the cabinet and the stairs a few times before sighing. “no, have fun.”

it’s the next morning when you wake up in your and tom’s bed alone.
your brain momentarily wonders if the previous night had been a dream, but when you notice tom’s suit case and backpack on the floor you grin and stretch out your tired limbs. “toooooooom,” you call out softly towards the bathroom, only to no avail. silence.

you breath out deeply and shift around in tom’s shirt, climbing out of bed to throw on a pair of sleep shorts. padding over to the steps, you lazily rub your eyes and walk to the first floor, hearing a loud commotion from the kitchen.
worried, you grab an umbrella from the front door and hold it in a baseball bat manner, moving quickly over to the kitchen, ready to strike.

then you see tom standing with a pot covering his head.

“tom,” you breathe out sharply. “what are you doing?” you drop the umbrella and walk closer to him, but he takes a step back.

“hey, woah!” he holds out his arms, pressing into the back wall of the kitchen with the pot still covering his head. “i don’t have my beanie on, shoo.” he snickers and you wrinkle your brow.

“i can’t see your hair either?”


“tom, i’m your-”

“we’re dating, love, yeah, but nooooooo.”

“do you not like it?”

“i like it a lot!”

“lemme seeeeee!”

you didn’t get to see it.

tom had snuck past you and into the living room to retrieve his beanie before you could catch a glimpse at his haircut.

maybe he was bald?

it’s later that night around midnight when you’re stumbling towards the bathroom to use the toilet when you open the door and hear a loud shriek.
tom could be very loud when startled.

you lift your tired gaze only to see tom with a wig poorly thrown over his head and the empty maniquin head rolling across the floor.

“tom, is that-”

“your halloween wig? why yes, my love, it is.”

you look between the mannequin head and your boyfriend’s flushed cheeks, shaking your head. “im using the downstairs bathroom.

the next morning he nearly broke his nose diving behind the counter when you unexpectedly came down the steps.



and things went on like that for about four more days.

the list of things tom had used to cover his hair escalated from a beanie and a pot to your cat sam and tin foil.

“why is sam on your head?”


but last night tom had posted some teasing on his instagram story when he was out with haz and he’d informed you via text that today was the day he’d show you, and his 3.9 million followers, his hair.

that text was four hours ago and, in the middle of chopping potatoes, your phone lit up with a notification from tom’s instagram. without thinking you drop the knife and grab the phone, successfully flinging the phone into your face and against your lips.

with a whine you scramble to grab the phone, pressing your fingers to your lips as your other thumb navigated through your phone.

you’d successfully given yourself a fat lip. wonderful!

you opened up instagram and swore that if tom posted another throwback picture you’d break up with him, you really would. but when you clicked to his page you saw the new post and eagerly clicked it to see the change and your heart rabbited in your chest.

fuck, you thought, he looked so damn good.

“oh my god” you vocalize, scrolling quickly to find tom’s contact.

to: luvr

it took only a few seconds to get a reply.

from: luvr
u think so?

to: luvr
how many times have i told you to stop using that emoji

from: luvr
seven 😂

to: luvr

from: luvr
none of that was spelled correctly
but soon
on my way

after an hour or so tom had come home and you’d absolutely attacked him with kisses and love, running your fingers through his shortened hair any chance you got.

“why did you hide this for days, you look so good.” you mumble into his hair as the two of you lay o the couch, his head nuzzled up under your chin.

“mm, i liked the way it looked. i just like teasing you.”

“you ass,”

“your ass”

“i hate you,”

“hey! where are you going?”

“away from this nonsense.”

and if tom was annoyed by the way you held his head to your chest and played with his hair for two hours before falling asleep, he certainly didn’t vocalize it.

You can change the type of person you find attractive. I’ve done it. It starts by purposely looking at photos of the types of people you don’t currently find attractive, due to your internalized and socialized notions of beauty and racism and ableism and gender norms. Really look at them. Notice the specific features you’ve been taught to find ugly. Hair, skin, facial features, stretch marks, fat. You’ll notice that no feature by itself is actually unattractive. If you look at a picture of someone, and you feel disgust or revulsion, look again. Why did you feel that? I look at those pictures twice as long, because obviously I need more training to overcome my societal conditioning. I’ve been doing this for 5-6 years, though, and it happens less often.

Now I find I’m having an opposite problem, where EVERYONE is so attractive, and I feel super gay all the time. The people who are supposed to be the exemplars of beauty, however, I just don’t see it, for the most part. The only thing is, I’ve been unable to overcome my revulsion at beards. That may have to do with my sexuality, because as I said before, I’m gay, or with my dysphoria, but I find beards really gross on any gender.

I’m not suggesting you try to change your sexuality with this method, but you can really overcome some damaging prejudicial attitudes that you have been taught your whole life by our shitty society.

Prompt List

Here is my prompt list! It is organized and labelled! Feel free to send in requests for the numbers and reblog and use for yourself, just give credit where appropriate ;) Enjoy! (I can always add more categories! But this is what I have for now!)


1. “I like your face.” 

2. “You’re too damn overprotective!” 

3. “Stop being so jealous will you?” 

4. “You’re my favorite.” 

5. “Come cuddle me.” 

6. “I just need a hug.” 

7. “I’ll kill the bitch.”

8. “Are you sure you like me?” “One hundred percent.” 

9. “You’re too damn perfect.” 

10. “Why do you send me porn audio messages while I’m in class?” “So you can meet me in detention and we can try that under the desk.” 

11. “Hold my hand so people know we’re dating.”

12. “Did you just lick the side of my face?” “I claimed you.” 

13. ”Okay but if my parents catch us, we’re dead.” 

14. “So we order a bunch of food and pig out?” “Pretty much.” 

15. “Come sit on my lap.” 

16. “Don’t cry, please?” 

17. “There’s no need to shove your tongue down my throat. I just wanted a kiss.”

18. “Your makeup is running. I think I know a way I could help. “

19. “You know I’m here if you need me.” 

20. “I can try to help you with your homework.”

Marriage/Relationship after wedding-

21. “Are you still sure you love me?” “A thousand percent.” 

22. “I can’t tell you enough how beautiful you look in that dress.”

23. “I can’t tell you enough how handsome you look as my groom.”

24. “So who will be the first to get cake smashed in their face?”

25. “We’re so having fun tonight after the ceremony is over.” 

26. “Just wait until I get you back to the hotel.” 

27. “Thank you for loving me no matter what, even though I piss you off a lot.” 

28. “Do you have to spoon so close to me?”

29. “I like this bed sheet.” “It doesn’t matter for me, you take all of the blankets and mattress space anyway.”

30. “Is walking around naked really necessary?”

31. “Watching you do you makeup still turns me on to this day.” 

32. “I still appreciate your lingerie.” 

33. “Can I help you make dinner?” 

34. “What do you want for breakfast?” “Is it pancake Sunday?”

35. “You’re sick, just chill out and let me clean for you.” 

36. “You mixed the reds and the whites! I’m never letting you do laundry ever again!” 

37. “So how about children?” “You think we’re ready for that?” “I’m ready for anything with you.”

38. “Join me in the shower?” 

39. “I’m taking you out tonight, go get ready.” 

40. “You know I’d do anything for you.” 


41. “So I have really good news…”

42. “So what do we name him?” “Girl…its a girl.” 

43. “I can feel it moving! Get over here quick!” 

44. “I’m really craving salt and sugar.” “I’ll go get you something from the store.” 

45. “Is there a reason you’re hunched over the toilet bowl?” “I should have told you this sooner…but I’m pregnant…surprise?”

46. “I feel fat.” “But you’re perfect.”

47. “This stomach just makes it harder to cuddle.” 

48. “I love the both of you with all of my heart.” “Actually, the three of us.”

49. “Twins? No that can’t be right.” 

50. “I skipped my period…” “What? No no no…” “Oh my god.” 

51. “So these are the pictures from the doctor’s visit?” “Yeah, that’s our baby right there.” 

52. “Every night at midnight I have to pee I swear.” 

53. “I can’t look at food all of a sudden.” 

54. “That sandwich looks really good right now.” 

55. “At least your boobs are bigger.” “Is that too much?”

56. “I hope the baby has your eyes because they’re beautiful.” 

57. “I think my water just broke.” 

58. “Can you feel it kicking?” 

59. “Um…we need to get to the hospital right now. This child is coming out of me.” 

60. “This hurts so much. We have to use condoms next time, you can never plan this pain as much as you plan for the baby!” 


61. “Don’t eat that!” 

62. “Mommy will be mad if you do that!” 

63. “Daddy won’t be too happy if you do that!”

64. “I can make you pancakes or waffles for breakfast.” 

65. “Be nice to your sister!” 

66. “Don’t treater your brother like that!” 

67. “No cussing in this house young man/young lady!”

68. “We can go to the park if you do your homework.”

69. “Mommy, Daddy, I want a little sister or brother.” 

70. “Where do babies come from?” 

Sex/Sexual Suggestions-

71. “So how about we take this…down the hall?” “No.” “Oh come on! Please?” 

72. “We haven’t had sex in like a month, you’re just going to tease me like that?”

73. “Aww you’re blushing, but I’d like to make another pair blush.” 

74. “Don’t bite that fucking lip.”

75. “You know you can go faster right?”

76. ”Did you just…really?! Inside me?” 

77. “You’re literally perfect.” 

78. “Did you dress like this all for me?” “You know I did.” “Well let me unwrap you.” 

79. “I could watch you ride me all day.” 

80. “Your head between my legs sounds good right now.” 

81. “If you dressed in a suit I would fuck you as an equivalent to you fucking me in lingerie.” 

82. “You have ten minutes, if my parents hear us or see us we are done for.” 

83. “You’re really cute when you’re bent over and waiting for me.” 

84. “My hand or the belt?” 

85. “Let’s get you cleaned up and I’ll buy you something to eat.” 

86. “What are you doing? That was my favorite shirt, I told you not to tear that.” 

87. “Keep the panties on, I’ve only dreamed of fucking you in that exact pair.” 

88. “Are you sure?” “Yes I trust you with my life.” “Well then get over here.” 

89. “Don’t make too much noise, we wouldn’t want everyone to hear you now would we?” 

90. “Why so much noise? Have you never been fingered before?” “N-no.” “Good let me continue to enlighten you.” 


91. “Why do your eyes look like that?” 

92. “No you can’t be, no no no.” 

93. “So how old are you really?” 

94. “My boyfriend/girlfriend is a vampire.” 

95. “How did you do that? I mean you just changed into something stronger.” 

96. “If we want to be together then you have to tell me the truth, that’s all I ask. I’ve been nothing but truthful to you!”

97. “Y-your teeth. What?” “It’s nothing.” “That isn’t just ‘nothing’ what was that?” 

98. “I think its best if you stayed away from me, you’re nothing but dangerous to me.” 

99. “I’ve thought it over…I want to be with you still. You being a vampire doesn’t change how I feel about you.” 

100. “Tell me everything. You know I soak up history like a sponge.” 


101. “What is with all the chains?” “You shouldn’t be here.” “I’m just curious. Is something wrong?” 

102. “No! You’re obviously in pain I’m not leaving you!” 

103. “That’s how you break the curse? Oh…my god.” 

104. “Isn’t this going to cause problems between you and I?” 

105. “Your mate? No way.” “But my wolf desires you.” “You’re crazy this isn’t real.” 

106. “I appreciate you protecting me but isn’t it getting to be a little too much?” 

107. “I’ll keep your secret.”

108. “Y-your eyes…they’re beautiful.” 

109. “How many…people have you hurt since you turned?”

110. “I’m not afraid of you. So don’t think I am.” “You should be, you’re stupid if you aren’t.” “I do a lot of stupid things and falling head over heels for a werewolf is one.” 

anonymous asked:

Dreamcast models or DX models?

Dreamcast models.

I think the Adventure redesigns with Classic proportions look really good. They’re basically Sonic 3 sprites with the longer limbs and quills (for Sonic) from the redesign - it works well.

I’ve got a lot of problems with the DX models:

  • A large number of technical downgrades.
  • None of the rolling models, ending pictures or other models that include characters (ZERO holding Amy etc.) use the updated models.
  • None of the other models in the game were updated in the same way as the main cast - making them look out of place in comparison.
  • I especially hate how Knuckles looks like an alien next to the Knuckles Clan Echidnas. Sure, you can argue about his fat DC head - but I’m fairly sure it’s based on this.
  • Amy’s proportions are messed up pretty badly - she’s weirdly thin compared to her DC model and her fingers are freakishly long.
  • Super Sonic doesn’t shine, and his eyes are too high - it makes him look like an angry dog. Plus, he’s kind of falling out of his bubble.

I would’ve much preferred if they were more faithful to the original models when they updated them rather than trying to mash them together with the CG renders or whatever it was.

Everything Except Us - Auston Matthews #4

Originally posted by brandoncarlo

about/request: Love your writing!!! Can you do an Auston Matthews imagine where the reader is his gf and she’s upset about the hate she’s getting on social media because the reader and Auston are public with their relationship? can you have Auston find out about it and comfort her, make it fluffy pleaseee

warnings: cursing and a little bit of angst in the beginning, you know the usual

authors note: thank you thank you for the compliments!! i really liked this one, it was cute

word count: 1234

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All I Want For Christmas is Santa Part One

(( okay so, I had this idea this morning of the Septic Egos celebrating Christmas without really knowing all of the stories, including Santa.

and Anti is not impressed when he hears the story.

Featuring lowkey Darkstache ))

“Who’s Santa?” Anti asked, glitching into the room where the other Septic egos were gathered, sorting through Christmas decorations and arguing over what colour scheme to go for.

They all looked confused - or jumped, scared by Anti’s appearance - and couldn’t answer him.

“Why don’t you just google it?” Chase suggested, righting the red hat with a white bobble on the end of it that was perched on top of his cap.

“I did.” Anti grumbled, “Just got pictures of a fat man. I’ll go ask Dark.”

The other Septic egos shrugged and left Anti to it, going back to the decorations and the arguments as to why they should go for a different colour than green this year.


“Who’s Santa?” Anti asked as he materialised on Dark’s desk, only to find it empty.

Turning, Anti momentarily forgot his question at the sight before him. Dark was wrestling on the floor with a very Christmasy Wilford Warfstache. The moustachioed ego was shouting something about Dark “would wear the antlers” and Dark was spitting “over my dead body” back at him.

“Ironic you should use that terminology, Darkiboo.” Wilford teased.

Dark snarled and flipped them, pinning Wil to the floor. “I am not something you can decorate for Christmas Wilford!”

“Aww come on Dark!” Wil pouted.

Neither of them had even noticed Anti arrive, and the Glitch was too amused by the fight to interrupt them. When it dissolved into wrestling again - and possibly something more if the way Dark’s legs wrapped around Wilford’s waist were an indicator - Anti rolled his eyes and glitched out of the room, back to the Septic egos.


Angus was in the room when he arrived, untangling lights and telling Robbie a story about his latest adventure as the zombie chewed on a suspiciously human looking finger.

“Who’s Santa?” Anti demanded, plopping down next to Angus and chasing the lights as they wriggled while he untangled them.

“Santa? You mean old St Nick right?” Angus laughed. All the egos stopped and looked at him, intrigued he knew who this ‘Santa’ was.
“I forget you mates are new, haven’t had a proper Christmas yet.” Angus continued, running a hand through his hair. “Santa is the man who delivers all the presents on Christmas day. Infiltrates the home through the chimney, takes cider, cookies and carrots - for his reindeer - and then scarpers off after leaving presents.”

“You mean someone breaks into our house?!” Anti exclaimed as the other Septic egos glanced amongst themselves, clearly just as concerned.

“Yeah, once a year on Christmas Eve, but I told you mate, he takes some
food, leaves presents, and goes.” Angus nodded, non-plussed by the reaction.

Anti’s eyes lit up even as they faded to complete black, a truly sinister smile splitting his lips.

“Not this year,” He laughed, twitching as he stood up. He had to make preparations, he had to go.
“I’m going to catch Santa.”

Boyfriend Moonbin
  • teaching you how to dance
  • waking up next him to find him awake and looking at you
  • “moonbin-ah.. why are you staring at me..”
  • “because you’re beautiful” >> LIKE, THIS CHEESY SHIT..<<
  • finding yourself belting out songs together and harmonizing perfectly
  • telling you how when he first saw you, he knew he instantly wanted to date you
  • dongmin forcing him to go and ask you out but halfway to you he turns around to dongmin and runs back
  • “why can’t you go ask her out?!”
  • “what if she rejects me?!”
  • “AISH”
  • moonbin watching you get ready and just smiling
  • him getting all bashful when you compliment him
  • “you look handsome today”
  • *his face instantly gets red*
  • cooking by moonbin is either real good or real bad there is no inbetween
  • “what is this”
  • “ramyun”
  • “… why is it like a board”
  • sneaks pictures of you and sends them to your parents like “she’s here with me safe & warm”
  • holds your hand under the table while introducing his parents to you
  • teaching you how to body roll properly
  • tries to get you up to dance
  • ends up picking you up and forcing you to dance
  • you could be like washing dishes or doing laundry aND HE’LL RANDOMLY COME UP BEHIND YOU AND THROW HIS ARMS AROUND YOUR WAIST LIKE MOONBIN
  • literally the flirtiest member out of the group hands down
  • has like 20 emojis next to your name consisting of inside jokes you two have and some hearts
  • waking up to a cup of coffee and a cute note
  • watching him dance and finding it the most entertaining thing in the world
  • trying to make out every time you two go to a movie theATER WHICH IS PARTIALLY WHY HE ALWAYS PREFERS THEATRES ON YOUR DATES
  • not letting any of the other members sit by you because he always wants to sit beside you
  • resting his hand on your thigh while driving or just sitting in general
  • moonbin always finding his way into your selfies
  • inviting you to take bubble baths together
  • thinking about how he wants to marry you 24/7 and getting so frustrated because he can’t tell anyone how much he loves you without sounding weird
  • moonbin then adjusting your hair bc it got real messed up in the process
  • watching you from a distance and just observing
  • when he finally does end up proposing, he’ll do it in a public place so he can finally confess how much he loves you

Okay, I’m worried we will be really good at the provoking part, but really, really bad at the evading part. 

Lance / Pidge / Hunk / Keith / Shiro / Allura / Coran

reflecting on my weight loss progression. I’ve come along waaay. remember, it’s so important to love yourself at every stage of your journey. laugh a bit too. every progress pic I take I’m either cracking jokes or talkn shit. I’m looking back at these photos and really taking myself back to that point in time. and it’s all love. I say that with a smile too. 😊 I’m literally lmao 😁 right now just thinking about it all.

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