love the body you are in

anonymous asked:

any good rom-com's you can rec?

im a giant ass romcom lover yaaaaaas! They’re all good but bolded are my faves!!!!

  1. Bedazzled (2000)
  2. John Tucker Must Die 2006
  3. Wild Child (2008)
  4. Just Wright (2010)
  5. Heartbreaker (2010)
  6. Love Is in the Air (2013)
  7. Populaire (2012)
  8. Austenland (2013)
  9. The Bodyguard (1992)
  10. Two Night Stand (2014)
  11. The Age of Adaline (2015)
  12. Stardust (2007)
  13. Pretty Woman (1990)
  14. Warm Bodies (2013)
  15. She’s the Man (2006)
  16. 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
  17. Wimbledon (2004)
  18. Focus (2015)
  19. Love Actually (2003)
  20. Crazy, Stupid, Love. (2011)
  21. Bridget Jones’s Baby (2016)
  22. Bring It On (2000)
  23. For Love of the Game (1999)
  24. Shakespeare in Love (1998)
  25. Don Jon (2013)

Erejean week will run from March 30th - April 6th

March 30th - Pets

March 31st - Costumes/Cosplay

April 1st - Dancing

April 2nd - Apocalypse

April 3rd - Fashion

April 4th - Body Mods/Tattoos/Piercings

April 5th - Paint

April 6th - Mythical Creatures

We feel the prompts are all pretty self explanatory, but if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask! Any form of representation or art is acceptable so long as it’s self made. Artwork, writing of any kind, cosplay, playlists- anything your heart desires is absolutely perfect! Just be sure to tag your NSFW to protect the underage people that follow. 

Please tag all work #Erejean week 2k17 so we see and reblog your lovely creations!

Eyes like tombstones,
lilac bones protrude from translucent skin.
A grave sight indeed, skeleton.
You win,
you’re shocking,
you have everybody talking -
sick with worry over your sickness.
Falling away before them,
nobody can catch a feather -
they fall so erratically
when whisked away on the slightest zephyr.
Your head, so giddy with lightness
loves the feeling of weightlessness
that creeps in when vision fades black
and blood plummets to nowhere.
Wide, tired white eyes hold little slumber, telling tales of a desperate hunger.
You crave so much more than nourishment,
gluttonous for punishment;
Determined to make flesh disappear in your corporal defacing.
Where will they bury you when you disintegrate?
Will they even find a body?
Or will you scatter to the sky on the winds?
—  You’re disappearing // © @rarasworldbro

NARUTO: Akatsuki

“Look at those fools. They have no appreciation for art. “ - Deidara 

Deidara デイダラ: @arisatounox  | Sasori 赤砂のサソリ : @princemaru

Photo/edit: @arisatounox and @princemaru

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anonymous asked:

call me dumb for asking, but do you have any advice for someone who maybe isn't okay with their bod and wants to cosplay a character who has a great bod? you're a huge inspiration to me and the reason behind me cosplaying Prompto ; u ; have a nice day!

My advice is do what you love and love what you do!  I know it’s hard sometimes because of body image issues, but if you love what you’re doing, don’t let anyone make you feel any other way!

Was hoping to be back working on stuff today but in my hurry to hurry back to normal life I’ve rushed early so I’m going to be MIA longer than I expected. I will try my best to get back to any messages I have when I have the time. 

I also want to thank everyone who liked, commented sent messages on any platform etc. I’m feeling the love and if I didn’t reply I apologize I’ve read it but my mind isn’t 100% there so I might have forgot to send back. I’m very sorry. Hopefully be back next week some time :D 

Love you all and hope all is well with you.

It’ll Be Alright

Steve Rogers x Reader

Request: “hellohello!!! can i have a steve x reader where reader is very self conscious about her stretch marks and steve comforts her and stuff? tyty + i love your blog <3″ - @darlingbuchanan

Warnings: NONE


You had never been a fan of the beach. Of course, the blues and greens of the ocean always caught your attention, but there was always something about it that left a bad taste in your mouth. As a kid, you would stand in the middle of the sand, standing behind your friends, as they ran frantically towards the water. It wasn’t until your family members started pointing out your recent weight gain that it dawned on you: you were never a fan of the beach because you didn’t have the “ideal” body type. 


When Natasha asked you and your friends if you guys wanted to go to the beach, everyone responded before you could even open your mouth. 

“What about you, Y’N?” she asked, her eyes landing on yours. 

You didn’t want to be the person to ruin everyone’s day of fun, so you hesitantly nodded your head. “Sure, I could go for a swim,” you smiled. 


You had a multitude of bathing suits in your closet. You took out your best three and lay them out on your bed. Black, white, and red fabrics littered your cream sheets as you heard your door open. 

“Hey, Y’N,” you heard a familiar voice say.

You turned around to see sandy blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes. “Steve,” you said, your body turning to cover up the bathing suits on your bed. “What are you doing here?” 

“Nat told me to make sure you were ready. We’re leaving to go to the beach in about 20 minutes, so don’t take long,” he said before spotting a red bikini top and winking at you. You blushed and shooed him out of your room. 

“Get out, Steve, I have a lot to do.”


Cellulite and stretch marks decorated your thighs and calves that were almost always covered around your friends. Today, though, the universe decided things would be different. You walked out of your room into the compound wearing shorts and a t-shirt over your bathing suit. Everyone was in the room, sitting in front of the large flat screen TV. 

“It’s about time, Y/N,” Tony jokingly sighed. 


The ride to the beach was fairly normal. The only thing on your mind was your body, though. Sure, you had curves, but they seemed to mean nothing to the stretch marks on the different parts of your body. 

“Come on, Y’N, we’re here,” you heard Bucky say. 

You nodded and stepped into the sunlight, your sunglasses making their way to your face. You looked around you and noticed everyone ridding themselves of their shirts, showing off their toned and muscular bodies. You especially noticed Steve, though. He pulled his navy blue t-shirt over his head in one swift motion, exposing his abs and nearly perfect body. You realized you were staring when he threw his shirt at your face. 

“Come on, Y/N,” he said, “get in the water with me.”

This is it. 

You nodded, noticing all of your friends were already enjoying themselves in the water. You began to slowly peel back the layers you wore. First, your shirt slowly came off, exposing the top half of the black and white one-piece you chose to wear, ultimately deciding that you would wear the red bikini when you were more comfortable with your body. Next, your shoes made their way off your feet, and your shorts were on on the floor. 

You felt Steve’s eyes on you as your hands traveled to your legs and stomach, trying to hide what could never be truly out of sight. You felt Steve walk up to you, his hands moving over yours. 

“Let’s go,” he said. He started walking away and almost didn’t notice that your feet were still planted firmly in the sand. 

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asked, concern taking over his facial features. 

You felt tears brim your eyes as his words made their way to your ears. You never really cried over your physical appearance, so why did you start now? Maybe it was because you were surrounded by overly-confident people, or because you had never actually had your body out in the open the way you did now. Or perhaps, you were about to cry because someone finally took notice to your apprehension and doubt. Steve, the boy who always seemed to be able to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed it, was also the one (the only one) to take notice to you and one of your biggest insecurities. 

“Wait, why are you crying? Oh God, Y/N, did I make you cry? I’m so-” he started, before you cut him off. 

“No, Steve,” you said, before pointing to your thighs. “I can’t get in the water with you guys, though. Just look at me, for God’s sake, I’m disgusting! Can you see the marks on my legs? They’ve been here for as long as I could remember. Do you know what it’s like to feel like a stranger in your body? To see all of your friends look so much better than you when you work just as hard, if not harder than them to be fit and healthy?” you asked, your mouth letting the words slip out before you could have a chance to think about it. 

“Y/N,” Steve started before you turned away from him, picking your shorts up from the sand. But before you could turn around all the way, you felt fingers wrap around your arm. 

“Y/N, you are the most beautiful person I’ve seen in all my 96 years of being alive, and I can’t believe you could think that about yourself. You are far from disgusting, and no one is stopping you from getting in that goddamn water but yourself. Besides,” he said, his fingers tracing the marks on your skin, “these are what make you, you. No one else in the world has patterns like this etched into their skin, Y/N. And if you don’t want to get in the water with me, I won’t force you. We can get ice cream, too,” he smiled. 

Your arms wrapped around his waist as you smiled. 

“Let’s go,” you said, dragging him toward your friends screaming in the water. 

A/N: I’m sorry if this isn’t what you expected lol! I hope you enjoyed it, though. Make sure to request for any Avengers/MCU characters!!

anonymous asked:

How come you post so many Bikini pics especially booty pics? What's your parents got to say?

Because I work fucking hard for my body and I love myself. Suck it

anonymous asked:

I know this will probably get lost in your asks but I felt like I needed to send this. It takes 7 compliments to overlook an insult so here it goes: You inspire people like me to live authentically no matter the issues. Your body is goals to me, even if you don't quite feel like it. Your hair is good looking. You and your girlfriend are goals, the love y'all have for each other. You've got some gorgeous eyes. Your work ethic is phenomenal. And your company is empowering.

This message is so kind and was much needed. Thank you, truly.


To my Tumblr family.

Today we lost mom. I say we because every single like, comment, message and note has helped me on the eight year journey. I never in my life expected for my first video to reach so many people, just imagining how many people I’ve touched or informed them on Alzheimer’s gives me chills. That 15 year old girl expected to have such a loyal support group, now as a 22 year old woman I want to thank each of you for the love and support you all have given to me. Mom is now free, no longer stuck in that shell of a body, no more suffering, it’s hard to believe that her physical body is gone but I know in my heart she’s looking down right now with a smile on her face.

So thank you, it’s been a long 8 years. I couldn’t have survived it without you all. Now let’s find a cure. 

Brittany Carel

Seriously! Jaal is freaking adorable! He’s sweet and emotional and he takes you home to meet his family and his mom is all about “don’t let people give you grief about the inter-species thing because screw em, let me bake you a pie.” And he’s all still broken hearted about his first love until you come along and he sends you emails about being his dearest and darling. 

The folks who say they won’t romance him cuz the way his body looks are just crazy cuz he’s the cutest thing outside of the pyjak lol

anonymous asked:

Road hog would love you and your body, he'd punch anyone who made his princess upset

HOLY…. SHIT…. HIS PRINCESS IM…. FUCKING DEAD //////////// im blessed

anonymous asked:

Can you explain your "do I think 1d is dead? Not exactly" tag

Do I think 1D knows when they’ll reunite? I think they left the hiatus open-ended, even though they kept saying eighteen months to two years. So I don’t think 1D is exactly dead, but they’re in stasis for the foreseeable future. And I am excited to see what they’ll each be doing on their own. (I’m totally ignoring any stunt aspects here, btw.)

I had an amusing dream last night.

Sara came up to Jaal, hid her face in his chest and made a very loud (yet muffed by his body) scream. Then stepped back, relieved.
Jaal (shocked): … what was that? Dearest, are you all right?
Sara: Sure, just had to deal with an owerwhelming feeling of loving you more than anything in this world for a moment.