what a perfect body

170606 baekhyunee_exo: 포토샵이렇게하는거에염?>.<#행사장풍선급 #다리길이야더길어져라얍 

Is this the way to use photoshop? >.< #as tall as a sky dancer  #legs grow longer yap

Chanyeol’s comment:

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Twelve.

Could you write like the smuttiest thing you’ve ever written please!!

I kinda want to blame this request for this sin but oh well… This is pure filth so please don’t read it if you aren’t comfortable with smut. This has not been proofread so I’m sorry for any mistakes.xxx

Y/N couldn’t believe how stupid she was when she agreed to this. She regretted it the moment she said yes. Now it’s been almost two weeks. Twelve days. 288 hours. Not that she was counting.
It happened during a night in with Harry. They both had a bit too much of red wine, their lips stained and their words getting slurred and silly.

“I bet you couldn’t go a week without sex.”
She looked at him with wide eyes for a moment, her deep red lips parted.
“What? I can totally go without sex. Unlike you, you’re a horny mess after an hour without sex.” she smirked at him.
“S'not true! I bet I can go longer without sex than you.” he stated proudly.
“A bet? You wanna bet, Styles?”
“Yes. We’ll see who can go longer without sex.”
“And what does the winner get?”
“Mind blowing sex.”


Exactly that was what she was craving for right now, mind blowing sex. It wasn’t that she was addicted to sex or needed it to function but when your boyfriend is Harry Styles and looks like a goddamn adonis and you know exactly what he’s able to do with his perfect body it’s hard not to get horny.
He was teasing her as well, every morning his hand would wander a bit too low when they were cuddling and every time he came out of the shower his towel was almost falling off and sometimes it really did fall off, accidentally of course.
She was teasing him as well though, only sleeping in one of his shirts and a pair of lace panties or wearing her favorite pair of jeans which she knew made her ass look extremely good.
It didn’t help her though, he noticed all her teasing and sexy looks but he never made a move on her. He wanted to win this bet.
She wanted to as well but if she was quite honest she didn’t think she was able to go another hour without his naked body pressed to hers.
She knew he was upstairs right now, in their ensuite bathroom, taking a shower. And she knew he would come down in a few minutes, showing off his irresistible body.
She couldn’t take it anymore, her body was going crazy. The constant ache between her legs made her feel dizzy and the fact that she just needed him made her go upstairs.
She entered their bedroom, smelling his shower gel. She wanted him. She needed him. She didn’t care about the bet anymore, it’s been too long.
He came out of the door a minute later, surprised to see her standing in the middle of their bedroom, looking all nervous and messy.
“You okay, love? You look a bit flustered.”
She shook her head, she was almost near tears now. The desperation and frustration grew inside of her, making her body move over to his and pressing her lips to his in a hard kiss.
She felt his shock, before he finally began to kiss her back and wrap his arms around her.
“What’s going on, hm?”
He knew exactly what was going on, she was needy. But he wanted to hear her say it.
“Want you. I-I need you. Harry, please, I can’t-”
“Shh, baby.” he shushed her rambling gently.
“What so you need, hm?”
“You, please.”
“What do you need from me?”
“Harry!” she exclaimed frustrated.
“I need to hear you say it, baby. C'mon tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me.” she whimpered.
He smirked at her, satisfied with her answer.
“But then you’ll loose the bet, darling.”
“I don’t care about this fucking bet, Harry! This was such as stupid idea. I just want you to fuck me, take me in every way you like.”
“So desperate? S'not even been two weeks, my love.”
“But it’s been too long.”
“Alright, s'true. Get out of these clothes, baby.”
She did as he said, immediately throwing her shirt to the floor and stepping out of her jeans and panties.
“Good girl. Now lie down on the bed for me.”
She lied down on her back, waiting for him to come to her. She heard his towel hitting the floor, falling beside her clothes. She looked up at him as he started to crawl onto the bed until he was hovering over her naked form but not touching her yet.
“Didn’t think you could go this long without having me fuck you, baby.” he whispered against her neck, his lips brushing over her skin and making goosebumps arise on her whole body.
“Didn’t think I could go so long without fucking you.”
He pressed the first kiss against her sweet spot, right under her ear and her bach arched off the back, pressing her chest against his. She heard him groan quietly when her naked tits touched his chest.
“I missed this so fucking much, baby. Never again, yeah?”
“Never.” she agreed.
His kisses wandered lower, over her collarbones down to her boobs. He nibbled on the skin there, using his tongue to lick over it. When he reached her nipples he sucked on each of them, licking over the pink flesh before he released it and wandered lower.
He took his time with kissing ever inch of her but this wasn’t what she wanted. She didn’t want him to be gentle and loving. She wanted him to be rough. Really rough.
“Harry, please.”
He knew that tone, the desperation and need in it. He knew he was torturing her right now but he won’t keep going like this. He’s going to give her what she wants.
He came up from where he was kissing around her hips, looking her in the eyes. He leaned down to press a kiss against her lips, covering her mouth in a sweet and passionate way.
“You went twelve days without this, right? Twelve is a nice number.”
His face moved to the side, his nose nuzzling into her hair and his mouth right over her ear.
“How about I make you come twelve times? A orgasm for every single day you didn’t have me.”
She whimpered at his words, wanting that. Wanting him to make her come undone as many times as possible.
“How’s that sound?”
“Please, Harry.”
“Yes? You want that?”
“Yes.”
“Gonna count them, okay? Gonna count every time you come for me, yeah?”
“Yes, Harry.” she nodded frankly.
He moved down her body again, until he was right between her legs. He grabbed her knees, making them bend and her feet plant on the mattress. He started to kiss down her left thigh, moving closer to where she was pink and aching for him.
She spread her lips apart when he decided it was enough of the teasing, groaning when he saw how wet she was. He glided his middle finger between her lips, gathering some of her juices and rubbing over her clit with them. A breathy moan left her lips at the contact, missing his touch too much.
He finally leaned down then, licking a broad stripe between her pussy lips and humming at the taste of her. He loved this when she filled all his senses, he was only able to see her, smell her, taste her and feel her.
He licked over her clit, lapping at it with the tip of his tongue. He circled the nub before he licked over it from side to side and then moved down to her entrance where he pushed his tongue inside and moved it up and down against her walls. She was moaning and groaning, her hands in Harry’s hair, pulling it and messing it up.
He hooked her thighs over his shoulders so he had better access to her and could bury his face deeper into her. His hands were sprawled out on her hips, holding them down so she couldn’t squirm away.
He licked her deeper now, right between her lips and massaging all the right places. He could feel her getting close already, her thighs beginning to shake, her pussy beginning to clench and the juices kept pouring out of her.
“Harry, I-I’m gonna-” a loud moan interrupted her words when he licked over just the perfect spot.
He sucked on her clit then, trapping it between his lips and massaging it with his tongue at the same time. She came within seconds, screaming out into the bedroom and pulling Harry closer by his hair. He groaned against her when he felt her come, loving the way she moved her pussy against his face and her cum dripped out of her. He knew she came hard, her voice breaking with every moan and her body shaking and trembling with the waves of pleasure that cursed through her whole body and made everything clench.
When her thighs finally fell open and Harry was sure he got every drop of her he sat up, breathing harshly. His lips were swollen and wet with her and his eyes dark and wild.
“You forgot something, my love.” he reminded her.
She wasn’t able to think properly, her brain probably jelly just like her bones. She remembered what he requested of her earlier though.
“One.”
“Good girl.” he praised her.
He moved up again, kissing her briefly.
“Sit up.”
She did as he said, sitting up and watching how he lay down on the bed.
“Over my face, darling.”
“What? Harry, no.”
He knew she didn’t like this too much. It felt amazing and she knew that but she hated the thought of sitting on his face. She was always scared of hurting him.
“Baby, c'mon. You know how good it’s gonna feel.”
She looked at him skeptical for a second before she sighed and gave in. She moved so she was straddling his face. He pulled her down immediately, making her sit right on his mouth. She moaned immediately when she felt his tongue on her again, dragging up the full crease of her.
“Yes! Oh fuck.” she moaned out and she knew Harry was smirking against her.
He moved one hand from where he was holding onto her thigh to her mouth, silently telling her to suck his fingers and get them wet. She wrapped her lips around them, getting them dripping wet. When he was happy with her sucking he moved them down to her entrance, immediately pushing two fingers inside of her, causing her to moan at the delicious stretch.
Harry started pumping his fingers inside of her, stroking that one spot she could never reach herself.
Y/N’s hands reached up to hold onto the headboard, moving her hips against Harry’s mouth. He moaned against her when he felt her starting to ride his mouth, letting her move just how she pleased.
He resettles her above him after a moment and then she feels the firm press of his hot tongue against her clit, licking it with just the perfect pressure.
Harry fucks into her with his fingers, twisting and curling them. His lips sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking over it and making sharp pleasure run up her spine.
“Y-Yes, oh shit.”
She was already so close again, almost overwhelmed with all the pleasure he made her feel.
Harry curled his fingers inside of her, pressing hard against her g-spot. She’s clenching down around his fingers, so close to coming. He hummed against her, the vibrations hitting her clit immediately and that was all it took for her to explode again.
“Harry, yes!”
Harry’s fingers fucked her through it, prolonging her orgasm and keeping her right there. His lips kept on sucking on her clit, making her come so hard she fell forward against the headboard. Harry held onto her ass cheeks then, moving her against his mouth in the same way he would do it if she was sitting on his cock.
“Harry, oh fuck!”
He kept on moving her against him with his hands on her ass cheeks, licking her so deep she came for the third time with a shaky cry and clenching thighs.
She whines when it gets too much and Harry lets go of her, helping her off him.
“What was that, my love?”
“Three.”
Y/N was shaking, a whimpering mess but Harry knew she wanted to keep going. Needed to keep going.
Harry needed this himself, he missed this over the last two weeks. His dick was standing to his full potential already, his tip a angry shade of red and leaking precum that made it look slick.
“Can you sit on my cock, baby?” he asked her sweetly, innocence lacing his words.
She nodded the tiniest bit, moving so she was straddling his hips. She eyed his dick hungrily, missing that body part the most. She took hold of his shaft, enjoying the fact that Harry groaned out at the feel of her hand around him.
She lined herself up with his tip, sinking down immediately. Loud groans left both of their mouths, their eyes falling shut with the pleasure that came with having each other like this again.
Y/N took him as deep as possible, sitting properly on his dick with her ass hitting his thighs. She began to rock her hips, making him rub against her favorite spot. Harry was looking up at her, not quite sure if he should look at her blissed out face or the place where his dick was sliding into her pussy.
Her hands were on his butterfly tattoo, bracing herself. She bounced on him then, making his dick fill her up with every movement of her hips.
“Yes, fuck yourself on my cock.” Harry groaned out, moving his hands to her thighs.
Y/N was moaning and whimpering above him, slamming down so hard on his cock that her ass created a filthy sound against his thighs.
One of her hands wandered to in between her legs, rubbing at her clit to get herself there faster. Harry felt his eyes rolling back in his head when he saw her touching herself right on his dick, the sight so overwhelmingly sexy that he was sure he could come right then and there.
He felt it when she was close, her walls squeezing his dick and her hips moving even faster. She kept on rubbing herself until she finally came with a hoarse shout, her whole body shaking with the pure pleasure her own fingers and his cock made her experience. She came hard, Harry could feel her slick coating his cock and dripping onto his thighs. Her pussy was squeezing Harry’s dick so hard he saw stars but he wouldn’t come, not until he got everything from her.
“Four.” she moaned out when she finally stopped the movements of her hips, her fingers still stroking over her clit to ride out her orgasm properly.
Harry sat up when she wanted to let him slid out of her, pulling her by her thighs tightly to him so she was still sitting on his cock. A surprised shriek left her at his movements, her eyes wide and her mouth parted.
He slapped her fingers away from her pussy, replacing them with his own and rubbing her bundle of nerves in hard circles. A high pitched moan left her, trying to squirm away from his fingers.
“Harry, fuck I-”
“I want you to come, right on my cock from only my fingers.”
She groaned disbelievingly, she felt his cock so deep inside of her, she just wanted to move and make him fuck up inside of her but he held her down on his dick, not letting her move the slightest bit.
His fingers were rubbing her clit so roughly but just the way she liked it and she came within seconds, still worked up from her last orgasms.
Her pussy clenched down on Harry’s cock, making him groan out but he kept still, only feeling her orgasm on him. He rubbed her through it, the way her pussy squeezed his cock making him moan right with her.
“Five.”
He removed his fingers from her, wrapping his arms around her waist and lying down with her on top of him, his dick still inside of her. He knew she would be sore the next day but it didn’t matter.
He bent his knees, planting his feet on the mattress. Her thighs were spread, her knees on either side of his hips. He gave her one experimental thrust, loving the way she moaned out loud at the pleasure.
He unwrapped his arms from around her, his hands grabbing onto her ass, spreading her cheeks apart before he fucked up into her. He held her down on his cock so she couldn’t move, his dick slamming into her hard and fast. She was screaming against his shoulder, his dick feeling so fucking good inside of her. Harry was moaning into her neck, this position absolutely wrecking him as well.
Y/N came so fast it was incredible, screaming and sobbing loudly against Harry, her nails leaving scratches on his arm. He slowed down a bit when she kept on crying out against his shoulder, now rolling his hips into her rather than thrusting with full force.
“S-Six.” she stammered out when she was able to think again.
“Such a good girl, baby. You still good?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
He pounded her pussy again, his thighs slapping against her ass hard. He slapped down on her ass with both hands at that was all she needed before she came again. She wasn’t able to count her seventh orgasm because it became her eighth right afterwards, growing into one mind blowing orgasm that made her shout out.
“Yes, baby.” Harry breathed out when her pussy got incredibly tight again.
“Eight.”
He made her sit up then, letting him slip out of her.
“Hands and knees, love.”
It took her a bit longer than usual to position herself due to the shaking of her limbs but she managed to within a few moments.
He lined himself up behind her, sliding into her immediately. He wrapped his arms around her, pressing her back to his chest. He spread her thighs a bit wider so he had more access before he began to fuck her again, her ass hitting his thighs loudly with every move.
She came again within seconds, her pussy now so sensitive that it only needed a few thrusts to explode. Harry moved one hand to her clit before she could finish completely, intensifying her orgasm with his hard circles against her nerves and making her groan out.
He fucked her right through it, not letting up on his pace and his rubbing.
“Harry! Oh!”
Another orgasm rocked through her body, making her fall forwards. Harry let her, leaning over her and still rubbing her clit with his fingers.
“T-Ten.”
He removed his hand from her, pressing her down on the bed completely and slamming into her so hard the whole bed moved and the headboard kept on hitting the wall with loud thuds.
He didn’t even feel her next orgasm, her pussy grew so tight around him that he wasn’t able to feel her clenching anymore. But she did come, he could hear it, her loud moans and shouts.
“Eleven.” she whimpered out.
She was completely fucked out, he knew she was but she had one more inside of her. Only one more.
Harry was right there, at the edge of his orgasm and he knew he only needed a few more seconds before he would come inside of her. Y/N was still lying on her stomach, her hands gripping onto the sheets.
“You gonna come with me, baby?”
She only moaned at that was all he needed before he began to pound away, paying attention to that one spot inside of her that would make her explode within seconds.
And she did come within a few short moments, coming harder than ever around him. Her juices came pouring out of her, drenching the sheets underneath them. Her scream was so loud it teared right through Harry, making him come deep inside of her and coating her walls with his hot release. He stilled inside of her, pushing as deep as he could go, his cock still releasing rope after rope of sticky white cum.
He was scared that she passed out for a moment but her moans and whimpers reassured him that she was still conscious. He pulled out of her finally, hearing her whimper at the loss. He looked down and saw her release mixed with his cum pouring out of her, onto the sheets.
He lied down beside her, his breathing harsh and ragged.
“You okay, my love?” he asked her softly, his hand stroking over her back.
She looked at him with half lidded eyes, her lips parted.
“How the fuck did you make me come twelve times?”
Her voice was wrecked, raspy from all the shouting she’d done.
Harry laughed out at her words, his shoulders shrugging.
“I’ve got no idea. But it was hot as fuck.”
She turned around finally, laying her head on his chest with a sigh.
“We are never ever going without sex again. Never.” she stated.
“Never.” he agreed.
“We need to change the sheets.” she whispered after a few moments, a bit of embarrassment audible in her voice.
“That we have to do, love. Never thought you could come like this. My dick really has to be amazing.”
She hit his chest playfully, scolding him with her eyes.
“Shut up, you wanker.”
“Oi! I’m very glad that I don’t have to wank anymore, thank you very much.”
“Oh god, Harry.”

Because everyone should love themselves, and they shouldn’t strive for perfection.
—  Harry Styles, after a brief pause when asked why the boobs on his mermaid tattoo were saggy. He could’ve been glib. He could’ve laughed. He could’ve just said, “I don’t know.” But he paused. And he thought. And he said this. And this is why he is so, so special.


Journaling is an incredibly powerful tool for many things, including self-love. It can be a daily practice you turn into a habit or ritual where you consistently build up your feelings of self-worth, esteem, and confidence. It’s an amazing feeling to have a notebook full of words that are generally positive about your mind, body, and life which can remind you of your awesomeness just by looking at it! 

I made a list of different kinds of self-love writing prompts which can be used in any way you decide. You can answer them in a notebook, in an art journal, on a Word document, or in an Instagram caption. The possibilities for how you express your thoughts and feelings to these concepts and questions are endless, and I’m really excited at the thought of you using them!

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Ok but rock climber Pidge tho

I can’t believe I haven’t thought of this yet?? It’s perfect and also works so well with her weapon

  • Sam started taking her when she was young cause he and Colleen felt she needed something physical to do with herself, something that would take her away from her computers for at least a little while
  • They tried all sorts of things in the beginning; soccer, swimming, gymnastics, ballet, figure skating, hockey, anything they could think of, but she was always unhappy, always dragging her feet to classes, always inventing excuses to get out of going
  • ((See the problem is Katie is too bullheaded to take well to structured lessons where she has to listen to a teacher and too independent to really thrive in team sports))
  • But the nice thing about climbing is when you start young you don’t even need to attend classes. So long as your parent/guardian/person accompanying you knows what they’re doing it can just be like “ok you’re tied in now go, climb”
  • It’s perfect for Katie
  • She gets to be independent, gets to do her own thing and find her own hand- and foot-holds, puzzling out the route up the rock face like she’d puzzle out one of her computer problems
  • Plus it’s an activity she gets to do with her family (because of course they all go; Matt won’t let his baby sister beat him at anything)
  • They start off mostly outside on real rock faces cause the gyms all have these stupid rules where children under 10 are required to take lessons and that would defeat the whole purpose
  • Katie grumbles and bitches and moans about being outside but once she gets to the crag she settles; she truly genuinely enjoys climbing, it’s the perfect sport for her. It’s good enough that she’ll forget to be annoyed that she’s outside
  • Sam lets her do this thing when she’s climbed well where as he’s lowering her back down he’ll just stop and hold her about 7 feet off the ground and she’ll bounce side to side on the rock face doing what she calls “the spiderman”
  • She has the perfect body type for a climber tbh–she’s small, which gives her a high weight-to-muscle ratio, which means climbing comes naturally to her
  • She’s also maybe just a bit of an adrenaline junkie (I think all climbers are to a certain extent). There’s nothing quite like the rush of reaching the top of a route, the satisfaction of making it, sitting in your harness and looking down at all the empty space below you, or looking out over miles and miles of land, that initial lurch where you go from holding onto the rock to sitting back in your harness to be lowered, that split-second of gut reaction “oh no I’m gonna fall” before your weight is fully supported by the rope
  • lmao I’m just rambling at this point but this idea came to me when I was–you guessed it–out climbing with my dad. And I had to take a moment because it’s literally perfect for Pidge
  • Also like, Pidge all decked out in climbing gear is my #aesthetic ok
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The Real You (Joker x Chubby!Reader)

Requested by Anon: “I was wondering if you could pretty please write a fan fiction were the joker falls for a chubby reader, btw your amazing!!!!!”

A/N: I hope this is okay, I’ve never written anything like this before. So, I really hope its alright! 


You’re eyes scanned over the models thin bodies as you flipped through the pages of your magazine. You sighed, closing the magazine and shoved it away from yourself. Standing, you walked over to the large mirror that hung on the wall. Your hands ran over your figure, pinching at loose skin as a frown slowly rose to your features. Your eyes glanced over at the discarded magazine, the model on the cover posing in such a way that showed off her thin figure.

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Big girl appreciation day February 19th- 20th 2016

Big girl appreciation day February 19th- 20th 2016 Soooo you guys Bgad was extremely successful. I been lowkey busy recently but ive known for awhile know that the 19th and 20th were the perfect days for the next one. What way to celebrate your body than a few days after valentines day! Im so excited to see all the cute photos and themes you guys think of! This is gonna be real cute.

Bgad will be seasonal. So well have some time between to prepare to get out best photos ready for these amazing days! Last time a lot of people couldn’t participate and that upsets me cuz yall are all so beautiful. So I cant stress enough how important it is to boost this and mark it on your calendars. A LOT of people didn’t even know about it until the day of. We can get this circulating better so more women can participate.

So Boost this you guys let everyone know whats up!!! .

Sweetest Thing

Pairing: Finn Balor (Fergal Devitt) x Reader 

A/N; If Finn Balor told me he wanted to punch me in the face, I would ask if he wanted to hit my left cheek or right

Summary: Finn Balor thinks you are just the sweetest thing. So much so that all he wants to do is drag you through a crowded room with his arm around your waist and a shit eating grin that tells everyone that you are only his to stare at. 

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“Ouch! Seriously Y/N, I’m not a damn voodoo doll”. 

“Piss off Lexi, you wiggle too much. Not my fault”, you grumble out with a mouth full of pins and a roll of your eyes. 

Alexa lowers her eyes and frowns as she watches you kneel in front of her, trying your best to hem the shit out of the gown that was obviously too long for her tiny stature. Between the two of you, it was no secret that Alexa Bliss was the hardest to dress for formal WWE events, but at the end of the day, as the stylist to the superstars, you had always found a way to make her shine. With that in mind, she should have been more appreciative about your grueling attempt to make the gown for this particular charity event fit. 

Everyone was going to be there tonight. It was a gala for one of the many charities the WWE sponsored which meant the most notable stars from both NXT and WWE needed to make an appearance. Now, as the head of the clothing and costume department, that meant that you and your team were in charge of making everyone dress like royalty. Particularly for you, that meant fitting and styling the best of the best. 

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Charlie + Looking Down (requested by gangstergish)

“Ever eat with that prick? He has his dinner, then he has yours.”

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Scarecrow in Batman/The Shadow #4

Take note DC, this is how your artists should be drawing Scarecrow. What a perfect mixture of lanky body parts and burlap. Gotta give this artist extra kudos for bringing back the hat as well.

Chamber of Secrets - Part 18

Originally posted by annutystan

Pairing: Bucky x Reader 

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I know I’ve been the worst in updating but I finally broke free from the massive block that had me frustrated for weeks, it’s not my best but I’m trying to get my groove back on so please feedbacks are greatly appreciated! 

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Jon x Female Reader

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Imagine working in a brothel and seducing Jon Snow into losing his virginity resulting in the two of you falling in love.

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Please some passionate Jon Snow smut!! There are not enough in this world

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anonymous asked:

Sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to write any kind of ideas of headcanons or anything you have about chubby Yuuri?? I'm literally just so desperate for any content because everyone acts like Yuuri has been ripped his whole life and never had problems with his weight, but I struggle with it myself and seeing content about it helps me realize that I'm not alone

No bother at all! Chubby Yuuri is my life!! (this gets a little down in the middle but I wanted to write about how he comes to love his body after disliking it. I wanted to keep it realistic and incorporated some of my own battles with body image)

  • Ever since he was young, Yuuri was just a bit rounder, never losing that “baby fat” that many of the other kids seemed to drop. Not that he ever minded though, that never kept him from doing the things he enjoyed or playing with friends
  • His family was always kind and supportive, and never said anything with the intent to make Yuuri feel less of himself. His parents never tried to stop him from eating because, hey, he’s a growing boy right? And since they’re a little fluffier too, who were they to judge?
  • It was the media that showed him that being fat was a negative. After watching x amount of television, he realized that thin people were regarded as pretty, and the fatter people were the butt of the joke. He smushed his tummy through his shirt. Was he not as beautiful as everyone else…?
  • One night after bathing, he notices his reflection in a mirror, angry red spidering lines creeping up his stomach and along his sides. He pokes and runs his fingers along them, slowly becoming angrier with himself. Tears start to well up in his eyes until his reflection becomes too blurred to make out. He hurries to his room and slams the door, tears falling freely now. Most days, he tried his best to block out when Takashi or other kids at school (jokingly or not) called him ”fatso”, but now their words were ringing in his head. His own ragged breathing His own ragged breathing drowned out the sounds around him, but then scratching and a whimper met his ears. He pads across his room to find Vicchan at the door. After letting him in, he returned to his spot on his bed and pulled the poodle onto his lap as best he could. Vicchan licked away the stray tears on his cheeks, and rested his head on Yuuri’s shoulder, letting him cry into his neck for as long as he needed too. 
  • It was around when Yuuri decided that he wanted to be serious about competing that he found a happy medium with his body. All of the training was building up a lot of muscle, which in turn helped to burn some fat. He still had some chub and a round face though, but it helped when he joked that his abs had a ‘protective layer’ over them. Those days, he didn’t necessarily find himself eating less, just incorporating more vegetables and less of ‘bad foods’. Every night he’d stare at himself in the mirror and try to decide how he felt about his body. He knew he wasn’t thin, but his body felt better. He loved the strength that his body had, even if the other people who were as strong as him looked more of the part. When he poked at the chub, he could also feel the muscle underneath. The more and more he stared, the better about himself he felt, coming to terms with the fact that he could like how he looked while also not having what other’s thought was a ‘perfect body’. It was good enough for him.
  • As his skating career progressed, he would constantly have to work hard to keep what was considered an ideal skaters weight. What was most painful was how easy it was for his body to hold on to that little bit of extra padding and pounds when he let himself slip for a bit, and that began to happen more and more while he was away at college.
  • It was Phichit who really helped him go from grudging acceptance to loving how he looked regardless of weight. When frustrated tears escaped from his eyes because half his clothes were a bit too tight that month, or the scale read a number he wasn’t happy with, or more angry red lines snaked their way across his skin, Phichit was always there to help remind him that he looked wonderful, incredible, amazing, and perfect as always. Over and over and over again until they began to sink in for Yuuri, until he finally started to believe it. 
  • Yuuri noticed after a bit that Phichit tended to hug him more when he was a bit heavier than usual. When he asked why, Phichit told Yuuri that he just loved the feeling of his hugs when he was like that. That Yuuri was so much more cuddly and warm and that he felt like home. 
  • The first time Yuuri found himself in an intimate situation, he felt himself shying away from his lover. Not because he was scared of proceeding, just scared of what they’d think of his body. He had dozens of stretch marks and pudge all around his middle, but they didn’t seem to care. In fact, they seemed to love running their hands over the smooth and grooved skin, pressing kisses to some of the marks and cuddling close afterwards. When he asked later on, they replied that they actually preferred him when he was chubbier, and was equally sexy either way.
  • Later in life, he lets himself be at whatever weight makes him feel happy and comfortable, and for the most part that’s to just let himself be proud to be chubby. After being in his prime, his body just couldn’t keep up with the stress of trying to stay at a lower weight. He finds himself the most happy with whatever his body decides is most healthy for him, and his healthy weight and body type doesn’t have to look like what other’s think it should be. And whenever he’s feeling a bit less of himself, he can always count on his husband to love his every single curve.
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Today’s bias is Xiumin!

He’s one of the cutest members of EXO when he wants to be, don’tcha think?

He’s going to get you to fall in love with his aegyo.

Originally posted by xiundeer

Xiumin: “Look, I’m a bee!  Don’t be scared, I’m a cute bee!”

Originally posted by addtidathida

Xiumin: “Chika chika”

Originally posted by markleesdoft

Xiumin: “LULULULULUWUWUWUWU”

Originally posted by theseoks

Xiumin: “I blew you a kiss!  Can you catch it?”

Originally posted by sehunpictures

Xiumin: “I’m really, really versatile~”

Originally posted by luedeer

Xiumin: “I can rock the sweater vest, pilot uniform, even a Santa outfit!”

Originally posted by xiundeer

Baekhyun: “Oh yeah? What else?”

Originally posted by baekhyuntella

Xiumin: “I can be cool.”

Originally posted by minniedeer

Xiumin: “I can do a perfect body roll.”

Originally posted by biiloved

Xiumin: “I can be sexy. ;)”

Originally posted by johnlock-saranghae

Luhan: “You did so good!”

Xiumin: “Thanks~”

Originally posted by artistzyx

Chen: “That’s my man.  My man.  All that versatility, I love it.”

Originally posted by luedeer

Xiumin: “Phew, that’s enough.”

Originally posted by theseoks

anonymous asked:

Please explain why Arima so beautiful.

Ah! My pleasure, of course, Anon !!

1. Massive and Sadistic Class A Booty: Do I even have to explain?

2. Luscious Lips 

3. Ambidextrous: He really knows how to efficiently use both of his hands at the same time. This can be useful in… if you know what I mean  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

4. Lenient Body: The man really knows how to stretch those muscles… again this is really useful for … if you know what I mean  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

5. Perfect Hair: Sure, his hair is white, but look at this fluffy hair! It even swings left and right during battle.

6. Face: It’s just perfect… 

7.Ripped Body: no matter what the view is..his body is perfectly sculpted.

8. Eyes: Glorious…to say the least.

9. Mysterious: No one knows a thing about him…which makes him even more appealing.

10. Erotic Bad Boy: He’ll transition to this state spontaneously and sweep you off your feet. Anyway… bad boys are always more appealing ;-)

11. Dork: He’s actually a giant dork.

12. Charismatic & Mysterious Expression: You’ll never understand his facial expressions… but they’re always captivating.

13. His Smile: When he smiles… the whole world becomes better.

14. The Strongest & The Best: Elites are always the most charming.

15. Hard to Get: let’s just admit it… he’s out of everyone’s league… which makes him more captivating.

I can honestly go on and on, Anon… I’ll stop here though ;w;