#I have a big sweet tooth and also love carbs

[artificial-condition]

I’ve been eating better* lately and I didn’t realize how much what I eat impacts how I feel and how my default feeling has been eh when it could be good

I’ve been building these habits for a while but they’re just really starting to take and I feel much better. I started changing my habits because I get headaches and migraines semi regularly and I was having migraines almost every day for 2-3 weeks; getting too hungry (and getting too little sleep but I’ve been working on that too) is one of my main migraine triggers so I have been trying to eat more consistently and better

Another reason I’ve been eating better is money. Before I’d spend a lot of money on processed food or whatever specific thing that day I wanted to eat but part of eating better for me has been eating big portions of the food I make for dinner (or whoever makes for dinner) and what we have in the house rather than buying expensive unhealthy things (I have been eating a lot of snack foods as my main foods for a while). So basically I have not been following the habit of “eating exactly what I want or nothing” and instead just eating the food I have

*by eating better I mean:

•eating bigger, fuller, more frequent meals

•eating meals of substance (not empty calories/just carbs and sugar) (so eating more fruits, vegetables, proteins)

•waiting until after I eat food of substance to eat the sweet/carby thing I was craving when I was really hungry (most of the time I find I don’t want it near as much after I eat) (this has really emphasized how much the cliche “don’t spoil your dinner” really is true)

•drinking more water over non-water drinks (okay I might sound like a child but my main non-water drink is milk. I love milk and could drink so much a day)

•snacking on fruit so I don’t get too hungry

•eating food from home and leftovers

[mega-punani]

For your Pirate AU, what are all the boys favourite food/dishes/treats/fruits/veggies and drinks(alcoholic and non alcoholic)? I don’t think anyone has asked this, but I was curious, for all of them? Sans, Papyrus, Blue, Stretch, Red, Edge, Razz, Cash, Bear and Cinnamon?

Also are people allowed to use your vers of AUs or even your AUs in stories with different twists?? Like say pirate AU(since I already mentioned them), and like doing the dragged from they’re universe of one piece to a total new that’s kinda modern time? Dealing with an MC that’s trying to keep them outta trouble as well as hide they’re secret but also it’s where a true pacifist route happened??

And of course give you credit but can they use your make, vers, variant, au, whatever you wish to call it in this case, in stories and other works?

Yaw! People can use the pirate stuff for whatever honestly. The au is kinda my idea but not really cause I'm just smashin 2 things together lol. I don't mind. Of course, designs are made by @the-skeleton-in-ur-closet so if you end up drawing or using the designs you GOTS to credit them (or I will hunt you down /hj) Also, the dragging the pirate au to a modern Y/N would be so FUCKING FUN. I loooove those tropes saur much.

FAVORITE FOOD AND DRINKS:

Sans: Anything greasy and bready. Bro loves his carbs. Is a big fan of Ketchup too! Favorite drink is a hot mug of cocoa.

Papyrus: SPAGHETTI! And a wide range of pastas. He is also a huge fan of anything tomato. Looooves drinking iced teas, refreshing and sweet!

Blue: Huge fan of sugary and carbonated sodas but hates sparkling water. Blue is also a great enjoyer of greasy foods loaded with meat (like tacos). Likes fruits that are sweet and tropical.

Stretch: A refreshing jug of beer and potato based foods. He also has a deep love for spicy foods, even if he can't handle them well.

Red: MEAT. Bro loves him some bbq, steaks, and grilled goodies. He doesn't really have a favorite drink, but he'll enjoy a cup of coffee in the morning. 2 cubes of sugar and a dash of cream.

Edge: The stronger Edge's morning coffee, the less he will yell at the crew. This man needs his caffeine NEOW. Pasta is his guilty pleasure but he tries to suppress the fact that he wants to eat it constantly. He must set a good example by eating healthy...

Razz: Tea, wine, and cheese. Razz's holy trinity. Will nibble on a block of cheese in the middle of the night (scaring tf out of Bear)

Cash: A lover of alcohol. Every to all, especially the strong ones. He's a little embarrassed about this, but chocolate. Just cause he didn't get much as a kid,,,

Bear: Spicy foods and dairy. Spicy foods cause he can feel a strong kick from the food and it makes him all warm on the inside. He likes his dairy because it is still pretty new to him. (unfortunately, he is mildly lactose intolerant-)

Cinnamon: Desserts of all varieties. He loves him some sweet pastries, and he loves him some fudgy brownies. Cupcakes, muffins, cakes, donuts. Cinnamon got quite the sweet tooth. All of it can be paired with a hot cup of coffee that is 4 times more cream than coffee.

[niktoes]

₊˚♡˚₊ a silly collection of general headcanons surrounding könig ₊˚♡˚₊

♡ because he lacks a name so far, i just gave him otto at some point b/c I like it. so! ♡

♡ on this blog, könig's name is otto, used while he's off duty ♡

Tags: headcanon, no pairings, general everyday life stuff.

♡ generally a laidback, mellow man with a playful streak and knack for mischief when the mood strikes him. tends to be more reserved upon first meetings, but loosens up with a little time and familiarity. he knows pretty quickly if he'll wind up friends with someone. very much the type of man that either clicks with someone right off the bat or doesn't at all.

♡ even off-duty, otto's professional moniker is unassuming enough that it became a silly nickname among good friends at some point after a little slip-up on his part, earlier in life. it's a bit cheeky, but it's all in good fun and doesn't really carry any risk. a night on the town among friends? there isn't a drink served to him that isn't followed by a dumb, 'your drink, mein König?', or some other variation of 'oh, my liege ordered the cake! feeling bad tonight, are we?'. yeah, his friends can really ham it up sometimes - and he's pretty tickled to play into it, too.

♡ he's blunt, and his humour tends to lean more into sarcasm than cheeky one-liners, though he'll definitely rattle a couple off if the moment lines up just right. he doesn't enjoy speaking just for the sake of speaking, so if he's roped into a conversation with no real direction just to fill the time, he's likely to politely disengage. he can get a bit stiff otherwise, because empty talk tends to leave him with nothing to contribute to the conversation - and that typically just makes him feel a bit awkward.

♡ man's got a sweet tooth that he works hard to compensate for in the gym. yeah, he's lifting to stay in the best shape possible for the field, but sweets also just love to stick to his bones if he doesn't have something to burn off the extra carbs. he loves some good apple pastries.

♡ the hood is not a permanent fixture on his head. at work? sure, but that's largely due to the fact that he is already an easily recognisable man, thanks to his juggernaut stature. if he's off-duty and milling around town, he's bare-faced and comfortable in his skin. he has social anxiety, but in this season of his life, it tends to manifest more as a manageable discomfort when he's shoved into the spotlight. like being called out in public by an oblivious stranger, 'so big! wow! how tall are you?', is both old and feels a bit rude when he's otherwise just trying to mind his own business.

♡ has plenty of hobbies outside of work, both outdoorsy and in. hiking, quiet walks in the market, he likes watching hockey - and he's liable to shred his buddies in football/soccer due to his natural competitiveness. working out to relieve stress, cooking, and reading is an especially dear hobby to him, too. he likes all kinds of genres. campy romance novels are not off the table - in fact, they're his fun little secret for quiet nights in.

♡ he isn't at all socially inept. the man's pushing 40 years old, and for what he lacked in his younger years he's learned to compensate for over time. direct communication is obviously his preference if he doesn't know someone well, because he sometimes risks missing the point if someone's being vague with the intention of making him read between the lines. tends to misconstrue more subtle flirtation as someone just being friendly, if a bit casual, so his dating life is definitely a bit slower than someone else's might be. doesn't help that his schedule is always pretty packed.

♡ buzzcut könig reigns supreme here! sometimes he lets it grow out a bit if he's off duty for a while, but it's really just easier to manage a shaved head in his line of work. less fuss over taming his hair, less time and money spent on maintenance - he just prefers a close, clean cut over letting his hair go wild. he refuses to deal with longer hair getting in his eyes when he wears his hood, or trying to ignore the weight of its fabric pulling on a ponytail. it is a pretty colour though, when it's a little longer. ash blonde, with a couple premature greys that've been kicking around since his late 20s.

♡ hyperaware of himself and his surroundings at all times. it's not even a conscious act on his part anymore to keep his head on a swivel and his eyes keen. he's always been this way, because growing up with social anxiety in his day was rough. he's damn good at reading people and their feelings, and as a result of that, he tends to be a fairly empathetic guy. if someone he cares about is going through tough times, he'll pick up on it relatively fast and he's overall happy to lend a listening ear or a helping hand if anyone needs one.

♡ memory of a goddamn elephant. otto does not forget what he's picked up through conversation, and because of that he tends to come across as the thoughtful sort. close friends and family get damned good gifts when it hits the holiday season or a birthday, because at some point he's heard what everyone would like, and he buys accordingly - he definitely makes the money to do so. however, his gifts are generally useful or sentimental rather than dust collectors. he really isn't a fan of useless gifts bought without any real thought invested into them.

[pvppystarv3s]

some things i’m worried abt for when i move in w my long distance gf

snacks - she buys a lot of snacks and has a pretty big sweet tooth and i’m worried i’m not gonna be able to stop myself from snacking too

hiding restricting - how i’m going to hide restricting/undereating, i don’t wanna have to directly lie to her so i might have to get into overexercising

noticing weight loss - part of me hopes i lose weight fast enough that she notices but at the same time i don’t wanna worry her and i also don’t want my eating and weight to be on her radar

munchies - were able to smoke (weed) inside at her apartment and i get the worst munchies, gonna be a lot harder to stop myself when im smoking inside and all of the snacks r inside

some things i’m looking forward to (other than the obvious)

semi-private gym - her apartment complex has a pretty small personal gym, but no one uses it so i basically have access to to a ton of workout equipment and a pool!! for free :)) so i can just workout for hours on end and not have to see anyone else or be anxious abt ppl looking at me in the gym

her cat loves junk food - he is kind of a pest when someone is eating, he mainly goes after bread, dairy, meat, and junk food so i think it’ll be good motivation to stay away from those

time for walks - i’m not gonna be working just going to classes so i’ll have a ton of time for walking especially to and from the library

getting to workout w gf - she works a pretty labor intensive job so she deals w a lot of soreness and pain, i’m hoping we’ll be able to go on walks together and stretch together in the mornings, ik it sounds counterintuitive but light exercise can be rly good for pain from manual labor

protein loading - have sort of decided to just invest in high protein stuff like protein bars and shakes, chicken, cottage cheese, eggs, tofu, etc to maximize my protein and minimize carbs and fats

If anyone has any advice on anything it is greatly appreciated!!!

[kennys-parka-jacket]

Today is all about food so I made a few picrews about my headcanons for the mccormick siblings and the meals they like. Also their diets are tied to their jobs so career headcanons too

Karen

Homegirl loves her sweets. With savory food she's more of a picky eater, so when she gets burgers it's just meat and bread and cheese for her. Not as big of an appetite as her brothers. She mainly supported herself as a freelance artist, so what went into her body was never too important.

Kenny

He's honestly kinda sick of all the sugary meals Carol makes at home and by the time he moves out he'd rather stick his head in the oven than eat cold cereal for dinner again. Before his career as a humanitarian took off he did a lot of manual labor and needed to pack in some protein in order to do his job without getting seriously injured. Lover of potatoes in any form and he'd eat them for breakfast lunch and dinner if he could. (For a long time I headcanoned that he has a major sweet tooth because of the meals he grew up with, but in canon whenever he has the option to choose his own food he mostly gets savory stuff, so I think the poptarts and bread sandwiches are something he only eats because he has to).

Kevin

Appreciates his carbs and starches. Leans more towards the sweet side. If his food isn't loaded with sugar or a beautiful golden color then he doesn't want it. The only vegetables he'll eat are the onion rings that come with his burger dripping with extra cheese. As an adult his jobs were mostly stuff like collecting garbage or working the dayshift at a laundromat; stuff that allowed him to be independent and didn't require a degree, but it wasn't super crucial for him to maintain a ton of muscle.

Picrews I used

[callhimnowmarisamylove]

Getting to know you meme

Thanks for the tag @jamlavender

Favourite time of year: I would have once said Autumn because it’s when my birthday is and I do enjoy the changing of the seasons into those colder months, when things gets crispy and the leaves turn and there’s this nostalgia to the air that’s inexplicable. However, it was a really long dreary winter this year, and we’ve just got into summer here in NZ and I’m really loving the longer days and balmy weather so I may have been converted recently into a summer-lovin person.

Comfort foods: To quote Oprah, “I love bread. I love bread!” I love carbs and pasta and cheese and pizza and I always always will. I also have a raging sweet tooth and chocolate is my downfall.

Do you collect anything: Not really in a deliberate ‘I’m a serious collector’ way, but I do have quite a stash of Funko Pops, although I don’t keep them safe in their boxes or anything. In fact, my little cousins enjoy playing with them when they come round, and the other day we had an epic game where I acted out the whole of ‘The Amber Spyglass’ with my Lyra, Marisa and Asriel Pops. I used Will Byers as Will Parry, and a tiny lego dinosaur as Lord Roke who my 6 year-old cousin renamed ‘Lil Rick’.

Favourite drinks: My go to alcoholic drink is a G & T, or a Pina Colada if I’m somewhere that does cocktails. I love anything creamy, milky and sweet, so if there’s ever the opportunity for a thick-shake, I will slorp that up.

Favourite music artists: Completely and unequivocally my number one fave is Cher. I’m absolutely obsessed with her. When I was 5 my mum sat me down to watch her big farewell tour which was on TV over Christmas. I don’t remember much except being utterly transfixed by her, and when my mum explained that this was the last tour she would ever do (ha!) my young brain thought this meant she would literally never be seen or heard from again (something akin to death), and I distinctly remember lying in bed that night wishing with all my might that she would come back. Skip forward 15 years and I saw her live in Auckland (a transcendent experience), so my wish really did come true! 

Current favourite songs: I’m still listening to Taylor Swift’s Midnights on repeat, my Spotify says that my most played song right now is ‘You’re On Your Own Kid’ which I loveee. I’m currently obsessed with Lorne Balfe’s ‘Love Across Worlds’ from the HDM S3 anthology soundtrack, it goes so hard. I’m also still really vibing with Michael & Michelle’es EP, especially ‘The Watching Silence’ which was apparently my most played song this year! It does crack me up that they’re just Lady Mary and Andy the footman from Downton Abbey though lol.

Favourite fics: Literally every single thing @jamlavender has ever written, we are sooooo lucky to have her bringing Masriel to life in all their beautiful deranged sexy messed up glory. My two greatest favourites of hers would have to be ‘Unholy Ghosts’ because it was something I requested specifically and Ellie was so generous in fulfilling my prompt better than I could ever have imagined. I’m also obsessed with ‘Aelysium’ which hit me so damn hard but gave Masriel a bittersweet and perfect ending.  

Favourite video games: I am not a gamer unless you count the childhood years of Poptropica and Neopets which were epic times!

I tag @a-whole-tempest-in-a-teacup @queenofnabooty @oceanssapart @cozcat and @andallthatmerrymishigas (and anyone else who’s interested!)

[caelcstis]

emoji headcanons. // @r3dblccd all the food and drinks questions + 😨 FEARFUL, 🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL &💌 LOVE LETTER (for Raph)

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

raph likes a more heartier breakfast to keep his energy going, especially if he has to be forced into his human form during the day - it still eats at his magic no matter how little it is. he likes a nice soft omelet with maybe some ground, seasoned sausage or bacon next to it. a biscuit or a scone will be nice to him as well, heavy carbs to keep him full. he'll also have tea with to wash it down. of course going through the process of making all that food can be a little tedious, so more often than not he'll be found with a biscuit and some jam or honey to spread or dip into before he's getting to his duties.

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

birthdays are kinda obsolete?? at least to an angel as old as he is - but i celebrate his birthday on September 9th, he's a virgo. because they're obsolete to him, he doesn't really celebrate it - nor do the others really. maybe he'll get a small gift from one or two angels - or homemade crafts from his fledglings, but he doesn't really go out of his way to make it a big deal. he'd rather people not bring it up only because he isn't entirely comfortable with attention on him like that. he doesn't like being taken care of despite he needs it.

🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?

gods, he's another foodie of mine. raphael has a more decadent palette. still probably not going to gravitate towards fattier things but he will try them and eat them if they're there. i feel like if anything's gonna get him, it's a good cobbler. the berries or fruits mixed in with that batter is just so fulfilling to him. it's also just?? warming to him if that makes sense. it's comforting, it warms him inside out and if it's a damn good cobbler, you will know. when he's happy with food - which doesn't take a lot on his end, his cheeks will flush a little and he won't even talk while he eats because he's just enjoying it.

🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?

now in recent more modern times, i can't say raph hasn't tried takeout, street food, fast food, all that and has enjoyed it - but he will always cook first. he has cottages, he has gardens. he has the resources to make things fresh even now. and damn is he good at cooking. there's very little at his age that gives him a hard time in the kitchen. doesn't matter if it's cooking or baking.

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?

he's grown up on tea and water p much, so he is a little fond of warmer drinks. he loves a nice herbal tea, but as hot cocoa came around he found himself enjoying that too. he can have it with some cayenne in it, or maybe some peppermint instead depending on his mood - but he's gotta have whipped cream on top of it witch extra chocolate shaved on top.

🍓 STRAWBERRY - do they eat their fruit & veg? what is their favourite fruit or vegetable?

he does eat them - again, never really been picky with any of it - but out of rule of thumb, he can habitually stray away from apples. he'll touch them and make them for your muse if they like them, but he doesn't really partake in eating them, more from heaven's influence. if he had a favorite fruit, it'd probably be pineapple or cherries. the tartness of a cherry and the variety of them are nice to both snack and bake with. pineapple because he is a fan of citrus, and it's refreshing to him. as for veggies, he likes leafy veggies?? like spinach, lettuce, it's a very nice base for him to use in cooking often and sometimes when the man just wants a quick an easy salad: clean it, throw it together with other shit.

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

honestly start the debate but he likes cheesecake the most lmao. raph amongst his sweet tooth has a very big palette for that sour along with some heat in his food. so cheesecake gets him a little weak tbh, put some compote or macerated fruit on there and he's down. but if you want a real cake and not a torte or a pie, however it's labeled as - a nice slice of carrot cake with cream cheese frosting will make him happy too. the warm spices and the sourness of the cream cheese just leaves him in heaven.

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

idk about childhood but raphael was still pretty young at the time when he lost ipos and orobas, and he was planning on giving the boys new cloaks as they were learning under his care and going through forests to forage for herbs and take care of humans - he wanted them warm and protected against the elements. he was never really capable of giving them to the boys, so he still has them: one white and threaded with gold, the other a deeper grey threaded with silver. they were also lined with thick wool for the colder seasons as they were approaching, something he took extra care into sewing together for them to not ruin the patterns he embroidered in them. they still hang in one of his wardrobes in his chambers in the throne - no one knows they're there, and he won't ever tell anyone. he doesn't want a certain angel finding them and would wreck havoc and his own sanity if he ever found them.

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

idk if raph really goes into either?? he won't fight or get ready to fight if he's scared, but he won't run either. his instinct is going to protect if he's around someone, or if by himself, he'll either cover or brace himself. but he tries to assess his situations and always tries to deescalate. he did even when lucifer fell and was scared watching michael and him fight, he tried to calm them both and to stop it - and wound up being blasted by both of them and two of his wings were broken, one sprained, in the process. it's just that pacifist in him. he'd rather let something bad happen to him than to cause more of an issues for others later. he just takes it.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

his raw anger. raphael has only ever been so angry in his life that it costed him: and that was ipos and orobas who were wrongly accused of sin in their young age. he had become so angry that he fought hand to hand with gabriel before he could touch orobas after orobas had pushed ipos out of heaven's gates before punishment could be dealt on his side. even being older, he was made weaker physically and was quickly held down by gabriel's angels. still angry, raphael fought against all their holds on him and dislocated his shoulder - but he never cared, he wanted to protect that boy. in the end he couldn't and had to watch his wings be ripped from his back, had to hear him scream and cry, something he never heard that boy do in all his life. the events caused him to fight with michael, they fell out for a while - raphael calling michael spineless, a coward, and he refused to follow an angel like that anymore. anything to break michael, and it did - but michael never revealed it to him, and in the end it broke raphael more. he stayed away from other angels as he healed and even a while after because he was angry, his trust was broken between two of his trusted brothers, his two angels in his care - he didn't know were alive or dead being so young. he never wanted to become so wrapped up in his anger and his wrath again, so his smile quickly became a mask for everything: his anger, his pain, his sorrow, his boredom. only he ever sees his emotions when he's alone.

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

raph does love those kinds of things because it's just those physical acts of affection for him that make him weak. words of affirmation on top of it? he's melting. they will also leave some in return, his are often more playful and lighthearted though. say if he's to be gone for a while, his partner can expect to find little stickies in places he knows they use a lot around the house; just asking if they're thinking of him bc he knows he's thinking of them, or maybe little puns to make them smile (or cringe beforehand), or wishing them a good day/good night and sweet dreams - and he'll meet them there if they do.

[kneeslesspenguin]

My weight loss journal was pavemented with good intentions and an endless list of unexpected problems.

I was never the thinnest girl, I was somehow thin but anything close to have a toned body. I ate a little of everything with a big sweet tooth and a deep love for fried food. Luckily back then I've lived somewhere without delivery food and fast foods were way too far for me.

Fast forward to 2020. I know what you're thinking, but sorry to disappoint you it was not the pandemic. Instead, during the three month do the first Italian lockdown, I've lost weight because I was working out every day. I got married that year in September and my weight problems started after that. After few months there was another lockdown. Me and my husband bought an apartment way smaller than my parents house so the place to workout was almost inexistent and I was working from home. I think that in those days I was doing no more than 1000 steps for day. Also having troubles with the heating connection for the first months didn't help either. I couldn't cook a proper meal so it was only take out (we had delivery at the new address), instant ramen and something to eat in the oven.

I've quickly gaining few kilos and in the spring of 2021 I've decided to try a diet that a lot of people that I knew.

PSA guys: don't do too extreme diet like I did. I'm not only talking about eating a 1/3 of your calories. The diet I've followed was made for me by a dietitian, but it was horrible. It was gluten free, dairy free, low carb, no sugar, NO SALT (even pasta) and it was mandatory to eat 3 course of vegetables for meal each one with a different cooking style. Plus I was expected to drop like 6 kilos per month (by the time my weight goal was 7 kilos down my current weight). Did it work? Yes. Did it completely destroyed my appetite and my capacity to follow a more reasonable diets made by another professionals? Also yes.

Of course after this catastrophic diet, an underlying health problem plus depression kicked in creating a spiral of weigh gain. I was 58 kilos and in 15 months I was 78 kilos (I'm a 1.65 cm woman so not ideal at all).

On October 2022I've started going to the gym and I was loving it, but I didn't seen so many results. I was at the gym twice a week (minus tel weeks off because COVID) until the first week of January. In Italy the end of the Christmas period is on January 6th which a national holiday. I went on the snow that day before going back to my routine... And I've broke the ligament of the knee. I couldn't walk for the weeks and going to gym for two months.

BUT FINALLY I'm finally seeing some results in my weight loss.

For me the biggest step was to control my appetite, because I would have a perfect eating day until after work and then I would eat the entire pantry. It was triggered by my thyroid and now the medication are finally working so my appetite came back to normal.

The gym is doing its thing too! My trainer is amazing and she did a program to gain muscle of my leg to help my injured leg plus she add a lot more of cardio.

Results 👍

I'm fitting in some workout pants that I bought but I couldn't wear ✅

I'm feeling stronger ✅

I can see myself leaner ✅

I can the muscle on my leg ✅❌

Yeah I don't know how too feel about that. Seeing my muscles growing is powerful but it wasn't my goal? I know that there's no way to become like an 90s model style without starving because I'm build to having muscles... I'd like to feel in a healt middle

Results👎

Muscle gain. Like I said before, I can see the muscle on the legs. I can't see muscle improvement on my back, shoulders and arms (I still have a thick layer on fat to cover them), but I definitely feel it. Now when I'm wearing a jacket or a shirt I feel like an outrage hulk ready to destroy my clothes. ❌

The results on the scale are literally 0 and it's kinda demotivating ❌

Well that's the story. I'd like to keep like a diary about this journey for accountability.

[rodeoxqueen]

I initially thought I wouldn’t really have a good request idea. I rarely send requests to anyone because I feel like I’m imposing. But I realized there IS something I could request, if you’re interested! I miss the food from my parents’ culture. Nowadays I find every opportunity I can to share it with my darlin’ when I find Chinese foods. So if I may, I would like to request: the twins and maybe also Nero on what kind of new foods they might come to like being introduced to. Doesn’t have to be strictly from China. I like the idea of an S/O introducing these to the twins, and because food is to be shared with family, Nero gets to discover new foods by proxy.

新年好！这个request很有意思。 我妈妈老是说我是一个吃货。我觉得我知道挺多有食物有关系的事情，当吃货写这个request很管用。

我希望你喜欢我写的request！

-Rodeo

For y’all who don’t understand Mandarin Chinese:

Happy New Year! This request was interesting. My mother always said I was a foodie. I think I know a lot of food-related things, so writing this as a foodie really came in handy. I hope you enjoyed what I wrote for this request!

(V was also included in here. I also added some pictures for reference.)

Dante

Cong you bing 葱油饼 or green onion pancake.

He likes 煎饼 Jian Bing, or fried pancake, even more as there are toppings on it like fermented bean curd and it’s wrapped up like a crepe. 

“It’s like a Chinese pizza burrito.” 

“请别再说话了。我求你了.”  (Please stop talking. I’m begging you.) 

Dante’s our local stunt devil, and would definitely try the spiciest things he can be offered. Sichuan-styled hand-pulled noodles have him gulping down milk tea but trying to play it off. 

“Damn. What’s the point of lip injections when you could just eat this.” He says while his poor lips are numbed and swollen by peppercorns and chilis. 

Catch Dante putting Lao Gan Ma (a very popular brand of hot chili oil) on his pizza. 

Dante loves being taken to dim sum places and choosing from the carts. He’s been adopted by all the aunties who work at the local restaurant. When his s/o takes him there, it’s nonstop questions about when you two are getting married. 

He can’t stand the smell of durian. 

You introduce to him strawberry tanghulu 糖葫芦 and he loses his mind about it. 

He tries to make it at home and he nearly burns the shop down. 

Can be found bothering the glass fish tanks at the Chinese stores. 

“Dante，那个鱼对你很不高兴了。 别再欺负他了。哎呀，别再把他们的玻璃打坏了！“ （Dante, that fish is already very unhappy with you. Stop bullying it. Don’t break their glass too!) 

Vergil 

This isn’t a food but given Vergil’s penchant for enjoying tea, and my personal headcanon that he has a sweet tooth, he would be a person to have Ba Bao Cha while reading his books. 

Ba Bao Cha 八宝茶 or Eight-Treasure Tea is a blend of bing tang 冰糖 (crystal sugar) sweetened black tea with an assortment of nuts, flowers, and preserved fruits. It’s good for endless refilling. 

Vergil can be found snacking on yue bing 月饼, or moon cake while sipping some tea. He won’t let Dante have any and guards his stash with his life. 

He tries the same noodles Dante tried to brave and taps out immediately. Spice tolerance: zero. 

Vergil can barely hold chopsticks but refuses to use a fork. 

He appreciates Peking duck wraps as he can use his hands and not be judged. However, do not put green onions in his wraps. Please.

Vergil is also sensitive to durian but he eats it to spite Dante. He actually comes to like it. 

Vergil confuses 白酒 baijiu with white wine and drinks it thinking it will be the same mellow and sweet-tasting alcohol. He nearly spews it out and a vein in his neck pops out at the potent alcohol taste. His s/o laughs and takes to the strong liquor with less issue. 

V

V likes hamburgers and quite frankly, 牛肉饼 niu rou bing, or beef pancakes would be to his liking. They’re filled with fried beef and can be held like a hamburger. 

If he sees a vendor for skewers, he’s already made a beeline. Streetside skewers are often heavily seasoned with cumin and spices, making them very fragrant and easy to eat. 

V also really likes yakisoba in hot dog buns. It’s double the carbs and exponentially more euphoric. 

Griffon is distraught at the sight of those hanging roasted ducks and chickens at the hawker stands. 

“That’s you.” V points as Griffon shakes in horror at the hawker bringing down a giant butcher knife on the neck of an ever-staring duck. 

He always has some herbal tea like Jia Duo Bao or a grass jelly drink in his hand. 

V also likes konjac jelly, the ones in little sippable packages. 

Takoyaki is another of his favorites, he’s often fending off his familiars from the round treats. 

Nero 

Don’t leave the baby Sparda in the corner, take him with you for some dim sum. 

Nero really likes 小笼包 xiao long bao or soup dumplings. The first time he had it, he didn’t know that it was full of hot soup and burned his mouth. He knows better now. 

He just likes dumplings in general. Whether it’s 包子 baozi (which has dough with yeast in it and is usually steamed) or 饺子 jiaozi( which is made with dough that has no yeast and can be boiled or fried), Nero will enjoy it. 

When in the van, you can catch him snacking on some in the passenger seat. 

Nero can fold dumplings like a champ, with the help of his devil breakers. 

Oxtail stew. Enough said. He’s a big fan of heartier home-made dishes and this suits him just fine. He’s not that great with spice so it would favor his sensitive palate. 

Nero can be found making competition with who can wrap the biggest spring roll with Nico and Dante. 

Nero also has a hidden sweet tooth, White Rabbit milk candies and Beijing nougat stuck in his many pockets. 

[honeygrandpa]

i think one reason i stay away from body positivity stuff is there is usually so much hate in the replies/notes/comments and i am too fragile for that! when assholes on the internet say that fat people are lazy and unhealthy and shouldn’t love their bodies, it really sucks but it’s all a lot more complex than that!!

it’s not really just that i dont love my body or that these strangers dont love my body, i’m upset about the ed that my mom forced on me and normalized since i was 12! i was encouraged to “fast” (starve myself while i was just starting puberty), take diet supplements, eat sugar free/diet food and snacks, count my calories, use an app to check my calories, check my weight weekly, and drink protein shakes instead of eating! all while my little brother was allowed to eat whatever he wanted and i was a kid with a sweet tooth so obviously whenever i had access to sugar, i would binge on it! it felt like it wasnt fair that i couldnt eat what other kids could and fairness has always been really important to me! i’m upset that i have never felt like i could wear the clothes that i wanted to, mostly because my mom told me i looked fat in photos! but i really really really love and always have loved fashion but i couldnt wear it like my skinny step sisters could! so then i stopped letting people take photos of me and only wore very baggy t shirts! i dont have very many pictures of myself from the age of 12-20 besides very edited selfies! if i let myself get in a group picture, i would be standing behind my shorter friends and you couldnt even see me! i don’t have a single picture of just me from my first trip out of the country except for a shitty selfie with the david because i wouldnt let anyone take pictures of me! i have felt like an outsider since i was 12 years old, i couldnt eat like my friends, dress like my friends, ididnt wear a bathing suit without shorts and a tshirt until i was 21! i would sit in gym class and look at how fat my legs were in my shorts so i started wearing sweats, even though i would get hot and couldnt participate as well! i would walk the mile run because i didnt want anyone to make fun of the fat kid for sweating and having a red face and being out of breath. literally didnt matter that i played soccer and basketball all year round, i was out of shape because i didnt want anyone seeing me a fat person breathing hard! i didn’t date because i didn’t want anyone to touch me and i wouldn’t believe anyone that said they were attracted to me! it is important to note that i wasnt actually what most people would consider fat for most of this!! i only started to get fat later in high school when my mom moved to a different state without me so i had to couch surf but i literally didnt know that i wasnt always fat because i was just starting to look the way i was convinced i already looked! i am still not sure that i know what i look like!!

i was older than all of my friends were when i lost my virginity but i was absolutely not ready so age is not a good indicator of that at all. i decided to lose my virginity to a stranger because i figured the worst that could happen would just be rejected by someone that doesnt mean anything to me because i didnt believe that anyone that was matching with me on tinder would actually be attracted to me if we met in person.

so yea now im losing weight and im mostly doing it because i cant explain all of this to people when they make me feel less than for being fat. i am not eating to enjoy the food i eat but im eating just enough to be full and im avoiding sugar and carbs and trying to be better about sticking to veggies and protein, and im walking my dogs and jogging and my job is very active. but the main reason im actually losing weight right now is because i am taking weight loss medications perscribed by my doctor that can have serious negative side effects on my health. but i just want to be able to enjoy food like everyone else without people looking at me differently. i really cant even tell how much of it is paranoia and how often people actually do judge what i eat because obviously i only know for sure when people verbalize it but i feel like it’s happening all the time. at work a client brought in donuts for everyone and i asked if they were for everyone and she said “for you??” in a very specific voice that said i shouldnt eat donuts because they wouldnt be good for me. this same coworker told me that my clothes were too big for me and i was like yes? and she said “that was a compliment”

i understand that i need to love myself no matter what body im in or whatever and im trying to but even if i change MY mindset, i cant change the mindset of everyone else around me. i also understand that i really need to work on my social anxiety because that would maybe help me care less about what everyone else around me has to say about my body but i really cant imagine getting there and im talking to my therapist and taking my antidepressant and it still seems very unrealistic

anyway!!! sorry for that!! just saw some really nasty fatphobic comments on a post about bmi and im not sure why i even looked at the comments! guess i just love suffering!!

[no-footprints-in-the-snow]

My Recipes

Resharing my recipes to help out some people looking for foods to eat low-carb, low-cal options! <3 <3 <3 

My favourite foods for meals are hard boiled eggs (72 calories a piece - a dash of salt or pepper, as snacks or sandwich filler), tuna (120 calories a can), tilapia (80 calories a fillet), frozen salmon fillets (130/4 oz), romaine lettuce (5 calories for two LARGE leafs/10 for 4) for salads or in replacement of bread.

For tuna wraps (two cans of skipjack drained (240 calories), tbsp of full-fat mayo (80 calories), pepper medley, (you can add chives or celery), wrap in lettuce (head of lettuce - 5 calories for two LARGE leafs/10 for 4) -- makes multiple 'sandwiches'. (325 calories - 205 calories for 1 can) Sometimes I just drain a can of tuna, throw on some Clubhouse ‘La Grille’ Pepper Medley and eat it straight out of the can with a fork. (120 calories)

Egg salad wraps (two-three-four eggs, depends on how hungry you are), tbsp full-fat mayo (80 calories), yellow mustard to taste (0 cals) -- you can add a dash of salt or pepper, wrap lettuce (5-15) around it to make multiple 'sandwiches'. (229-301-373 calories - 2-3-4 large eggs)

I typically boil an entire carton of eggs in one sitting, remember that it takes more time to cook a whole carton. I also get cartons of egg whites (two containers/250g a container/a cup a container), I use a whole carton, microwave for 2 minutes 45 seconds, and then mix in a big tablespoon of peanut butter. It's surprisingly delicious! And low-carb. (206-286 calories if you use 1-2 tablespoons of peanut butter respectively) Veggies with dinner or any meal: Simply Steam Green Giant items (like cauliflower rice and broccoli with cheese sauce, broccoli and cauliflower with cheese sauce, and brussel sprouts in butter sauce). All of them are low-cal and delicious. I avoid corn. I'm more a veggie girl than a fruit girl (I've never really been a fan. I don't know why). (40-50-80 calories for half a package - 80-100-160 calories for a full package) You can even make an egg white omelette with one of those 250g cartons and Simply Steam veggies! Just add one cup/250g of egg whites into a frying pan (115 calories), I typically use the broccoli and cauliflower with cheese sauce package and it comes to 215 calories.

Snacks: Large hardboiled eggs (dash of salt or pepper) - (72 calories a piece), cherry tomatoes, carrots, bell peppers, celery, (all great for salads as well), peanut butter, greek yogurt (don't get sweetened ones, they have a LOT of sugar in them). Sometimes, I just slice up a whole tomato (Beefsteak - 33 calories), and put some salt on it, and eat just that as a snack.

Get full fat dressing of your choice to dip or use as dressing. Smoked oysters (good healthy fat) with Clubhouse “La Grille pepper medley”. (130 calories) However, I get light peanut butter.

You can put peanut butter on your celery. Also, 15 almonds is about 100 calories – if you put them in water and in the fridge, they'll double to triple in size, much more filling that way!

Carbs: Whole grain brown rice (usually Uncle Ben's Express roasted chicken, vegetable medley, or mushroom), ready in 90 seconds! I typically only eat half a bag because the carb count can add up, for the second use -- you add a cup of water in the microwave, and heat up for 45-60 seconds. (130-140-150 calories) / (260-280-300 calories for a full bag)

Feel like pasta? They have low calorie options by Slendier – "Calorie Clever", which is gluten free, low carb, and a source of fiber. An entire package is 25 calories.

Feel like pizza? Get the whole wheat 7" tortilla wraps (the smaller size), a dash of tomato sauce spread around with the bottom of a spoon, mozza fat-free cheese slices (X2), top with low-cal toppings, spinach, chicken – 7 minutes in the oven at 400F. (235 calories)

Dessert or sweet tooth? A big spoonful of peanut butter (80-190 calories), or you can make a packet of maple oatmeal (Quaker), and a cup of cottage cheese, is REALLY good as a dessert. Mix it together, it's creamy-deliciousness! Great as breakfast/lunch/dessert, whenever. (271 calories)

Also, ICE CREAM. Plain. Chocolate. Vanilla. Nothing EXTRA in it, is what I mean. Chapman’s even makes a sugar-free, lactose-free kind. Chocolate and vanilla. And yes, Chapman's makes sugar-free chocolate and vanilla, and even ice cream sandwiches – so those are keto friendly! lol

I'm lactose-intolerant so I tend to avoid dairy products. I -love- ice cream, but ice cream does NOT love me. Chapman's makes sugar-free, lactose-free Chocolate, Vanilla, Maple Walnut, Butterscotch Ripple, and Black Cherry Ice Cream! And they taste AMAZING.

Not only that, I find I urinate most of it out, so it doesn’t add to the scale the following day for me.

Broth – I also like chicken bone broth with turmeric and black pepper. Easy to find on Amazon. I add a little bit of chicken bouillon and it tastes like a mug of spicy chicken soup. (75 calories)

I keep vitamins on hand: Essential Electrolytes, K2, Liquid Vitamin D (the pills don't absorb properly), B6, B12, biotin, and I have Apple Cider Vinegar pills (with 'mother') and Turmeric pills on hand. Keep in mind that for some people ACV helps acid reflux, for others it doesn't.

Turmeric is NOT a supplement. Do NOT take it on an empty stomach. I took two pills, then drank coffee. It was like I ate a ghost pepper, I could feel the heat in my mouth for the rest of the day and my stomach hurt. Only take Turmeric BEFORE you eat a meal. I also only take ACV before a meal. Never on an empty stomach.

Remember that the low-fat options typically have a LOT more sodium/sugar in them!

Drink LOTS of water, and don't count coffee or other liquids as your water intake. If you want to determine the exact amount you should drink according to your body weight, you can follow these steps: Take your weight and divide it in half and translate the lbs to ounces. Done.

Avoid sugar-free gum unless you're going to chew the same piece for 60 minutes + because that's how long it takes to burn off the calories in it by chewing it. If you’re going to exercise -- than sugar-free gum won’t matter, but it slows down your weight loss because it causes an insulin spike. You won’t stay in ketosis because of it. This is the same thing with sugar-free energy drinks unfortunately. I find changing your eating window around helps, because it confuses your metabolism. All of these things are easy to make, because I'm lazy. LOL

P.S. I'm a 'dirty faster', and put sweetener in my coffee, albeit I'm learning not to put sweetener in. And lime in my water (you can use lime or lemon), which is scientifically proven to kick your metabolism in the butt. Cool/cold showers instead of hot ones actually burns calories, and clears up skin from acne as well.

P.P.S. I've actually been clean fasting since early February. So now, black coffee, green tea, and water, are the only thing I intake while I'm fasting.

[lihikainanea]

Tiger wants to make a gingerbread house together. But Bill won't stop sneak-eating all of her building ingredients. Gumdrops: half gone. Frosting: there's a suspicious sugary dollop on the corner of his mouth. And why is there a bite out of the roof???

oh my god, Bill with an insatiable sweet tooth is the stuff dreams are made out of. How adorable is that? He’s usually pretty healthy, those good old Swedish genes of lagom dictating everything he does. His meals are usually pretty balanced--always some vegetable, only a few carbs, lean meats. Tiger marvels at his breakfast of plain yogurt with some berries and muesli, and she marvels because it’s like....every morning. He just doesn’t get tired of it. He’ll switch it up on the weekends because he knows that she’s always game for a big brunch, which is harder to do when she works during the week. And let’s face it, if Bill doesn’t boil her two eggs and pack some crisp bread and cheese in her purse on her way out the door, then tiger either skips breakfast completely or she grabs a phenomenal bacon’egger at work and then feels terrible after.

And don’t kid yourself--tiger also mocks him endlessly. Because he tends to eat pretty healthy, but he still smokes and tiger thinks it’s just the biggest hypocrisy ever.

I digress.

But look, I love this idea that like, his one Achilles heel is absolutely his sweet tooth. And the more manufactured and chemical the sweets, the more he loves them. He loves tiger’s homemade cakes and cookies, for sure, but Bill has also been known to go through an entire thing of Oreos with a whole bag of milk. Passion Flakies? He’s done for. The Little Debbie oatmeal cream pies? The whole box is one serving. Candy? Oh god. Tiger loves gummy candy, but Bill just loves...candy. Period. He blames it on when he had braces for years as a teen, and so many things were off-limits for him. He was scarred by it, so now he indulges.

So tiger gets the little house that’s already made. And she gets all kinds of candy and tubes of frosting to decorate it with. After the debacle of last year, she thinks maybe just one house for both to decorate is a better idea. And she hides it from him, because he’s been working away on a script all week and she figures it would be a nice thing to do together once he finishes his last audition later on in the week.

But she hides it in plain sight, because to her--that’s brilliant. So in his little office in the back room of the apartment, she stashes the little treasure in the back of the closet on the floor.

Bill spends a peculiar amount of time not emerging from his office. Like, he’s in there for hours. When he emerges for dinner one evening, his kisses taste suspiciously like cherry liquorice.

“Gum,” he says with a shrug.

The next day, he emerges at lunch and his fingertips are stained green and red from the entire mountain of M&Ms he was shoving into his cheeks like a squirrel.

“Festive cigarette filters,” he tells her. She wrinkles her nose.

The next day, he kisses her hello and she swipes a sugary, granular substance from her mouth that rubbed off from his.

“....Meth?” he says unconvincingly.

“Bill.”

“Sorry, you’re high now,” he tries.

“Bill.”

“I bought gum drops,” he mumbles guiltily. She holds her hand out and he reaches into his pocket, plopping the leftover four in her hand.

But like, tiger should have clued in. She should have clued in a long time ago. And it’s only once he’s done his audition, once she’s poured him a stiff drink that she excitedly goes digging into the closet for her secret art project.

Except she grabs the bag, and it’s....empty. Not only is it empty, but the gingerbread house is all unwrapped and there’s literally a huge bite mark through the roof.

“BILL” she bellows, and by the time she whips the door open he’s already  making a run for it down the hallway.

“I have a problem tiger,” he yells desperately, “I’m sorry!”

[bisluthq]

Hey! If you feel this is triggering or inappropriate, please don’t answer/post. I was genuinely wondering why you think that video has all the hallmarks of an ED? I see the sort of “healthier alternative” narrative, but there are also people who just feel that certain things like sugar etc are like bad for you in a health way, not due to body weight/image right? What gives it ED vibes for you?

So I’m not a shrink but I’ve seen a bunch of them. This is not professional advice though.

“One of my favorite things in life... is food” when uttered by someone obsessed with health and wellness is always a big red flag for me personally. Like genuine health nuts hardly ever give a fuck. They’re legit into health and that includes aaaalll sorts of shit and they’re usually not fussed about food tbh because they’d rather eat dried seaweed and drink kombucha and be one with their bodies and the earth or whatever. The moment people who care a lot about health start going on about food I side eye.

Also one of the ways people often mask disordered eating is by pretending to eat a lot or talking about food a lot. They’ll say things like, “oh I’m such a naughty girl I had pizza yesterday hahaha so I’ll just have a smoothie sorry” at lunch and go on about the pizza but they’re either lying (people with EDs lie a lot about food tbh) or they had like one slice and genuinely feel like they can never eat again.

“And two things I’m always thinking about is nutrition [...and...] my sweet tooth” girl you shouldn’t always be thinking about food. If you’re thinking about food “always” you need to see a therapist. I don’t mean this in a bad way, like again I’m in recovery, but it’s not healthy or normal to always be thinking about food and certainly not how healthy it is and how you can manage to “treat” yourself with something yummy without “cheating”. Like sure you can enjoy healthy snacks. I try and eat healthily, like I also have an endocrine thing which means I do have to be careful for health reasons (thanks 18th Century Ashkenazi inbreeding in Eastern Europe 🙄) so I try avoid masses of carbs for instance and limit sugar and stuff. But I would never describe myself as “always” thinking about it. Now. When I was peak ED all I thought about was food. I would think about what I ate before and feel guilty, I would think about how long I could go not eating and feel proud, I would think about what I was going to eat and like... long for it. It’s a very weird phrasing of a food related topic and it screams ED to me.

The actual cooking bit is mostly okay except for how she doesn’t actually talk about why it’s healthy. Again, health nuts love to go on about the benefits of their shit. She’s just cutting calories tbh and trying to stay skinny. Like she says some vague shit about allergies but she... doesn’t have any. So why is she making this recipe? Surely there are people who specialize in allergen free cooking who could? Why is it healthier for me say, as a person without a gluten intolerance? Or for her? If it’s just allergen free why is it called “everything’s nice” like what’s not nice about a normal cookie? (There are arguments to be made I’m not denying that but the point is she doesn’t make any because it’s not about health it’s about staying thin IMO).

Then her eating the cookies is SUPER weird. You can see she doesn’t want to eat either one. She makes a huge fuss over how delicious they are but like... you can see she’s gonna chuck them in the bin the moment she’s done filming. She takes two tiny bites and then tries to act like she had more with the line about “am I making a mess here” which ties back into how people with EDs are SO GOOD AT TRICKSING YOU. Girl, you hardly put it in your mouth. WHY WOULD THERE BE A MESS? It’s 100% a way to make it seem like she ate more and it’s... like to quote Tay “takes one to know one you’re a cowboy like me” tbh but I got help and I don’t think she did or plans to.

If you find yourself relating to any of the above please please try see a therapist or call a hotline at least.

[sphyrne]

What do you think Daud’s workout regiment/diet is? :0

ok so. I don’t think Daud actually follows any specific workout regime beyond like core training for his work as an assassin. So like he’ll practise swordsmanship, fighting and similar, but tbh I can’t see him practising running, climbing etc - he does that regularly for his job so he doesn’t need to go out of his way to do it if u get what I mean? Maybe some roof-top escapades if work is quiet, but not done with the intention of fitness itself but rather for the associated parkouring skills. I suppose fitness is a skill but he doesn’t view it like that. But through doing all those things he would maintain a very high level of fitness incidentally. And tbh he probably doesn’t have time nor care for like working out in a more general sense like we would, beyond job-related training. When he has free-time, I like to think he spends it doing something quiet, like reading...

Food-wise, given like the poverty stricken setting of Dunwall and low food availability, I’d say he eats when he’s hungry and it’s what the Whalers have at the moment, aka maybe less structured meal times and more “I’m hungry so I will eat”. Much of which is likely stolen or bought, and both depending on what shops have shipped in. Realistically, given like. His profession being an active one. Probably a lot of food. I’d imagine a priority would be given to high-carb and high-protein foods - carbs for the energy, protein for muscle building although you can’t build muscle without carbs as they are essential for recovery and yeah. BUT saying that, fats are also hella important AND energy dense - given the food-poor environment of Dunwall, I’d say high fat foods would be important, a quick load of calories and energy in little mass. Aka all 3 macronutrients lmao. Idk if he would get his 5-a-day of fruit and veg due to Availability and Storage (idk much about that in this sort of setting) but I can imagine big hearty meal like stews and so on being cooked for the Whalers as a gang in the evenings. I like to thing the Whalers steal a lot opportunistically from rich ppl when they have the chance - nothing high risk but it’s probably not that hard. Probably important to say he wouldnt care about what the foods actually are in terms of nutritional content cos I’d imagine that sorta thing wouldn’t be well known then, but just that those sorts of foods taste good, are filling, and keeps him full of energy when needed. Unrelated but also related but I headcanon he has a sweet tooth and loves pastries and tarts and cake etc. :)

tl;dr - I don’t think Daud has a workout regime in the sense of the term meaning to exercise for fitness. I think he would train skills relevant to his job as an assassin when needed, which keeps him very fit, but doesn’t do it for fitness but rather the skills. For food, I guess just whats available and lots of it, probably ends up being energy dense and high carb/protein/fat. Less adherence to traditional meal times and more just eating when hungry.

thank u for the ask i love daud and i love talking about him :)

[elfpuddle]

Get to know me tag

Tagged by @charmandersims, for whom I’m very grateful!!

Favourite Colour? Blue-teal...that sea greeny blue lovely brightness that those without words can’t decide if it’s blue or green.

Currently Reading? (I’m so glad reading more than one book is fine!) I’m re-reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix whilst I babysit my nieces during their big sister’s HS football game (niece the eldest is in the band, and her parents are footballaholics). I’m also reading four books on my kindle and have two more by my reading chair. Of these, the one I’m most anxious to get to is The Rightful Queen.

Last Song You Listened To?  Bits of the soundtrack of “The Man of La Mancha have been running through my head for about a week, thanks to my name-picking for Philippa and Dante. :)

Last Series You Watched? Hubby TMC and I are midway through Season 2 of “The Expanse”, and liking it a lot.

Sweet, spicy or savoury?  All of the above, with minimal sweetness. I like candy corn, but usually pick something savory for a snack. (My favorite food is carb+gravy or meat+carb. My sweet tooth is very small.)

Craving?  Meatloaf. Specifically, a leftover-meatloaf sandwich.

Tea or Coffee? Tea--I cannot stand the smell of coffee, and the taste is worse!!

Currently working on? Robin River, healing my feet without taking calcium, and taking care of my compadres.

I’m tagging @valiantlydecadentsuit and @roguebotanist. If you want to be tagged, let me know and I’ll add you, or you can just tag me and say I did it.

[pangtasias-atelier]

Could I please request a continuation of the Byleth and His Three Fatties story. But with a slight twist. Maybe we can get some insight as to how the three of them act when Byleth isn't around? With all the fun bedroom shenanigans!

And here we have the final request of this batch! Once again, thanks for being so patient, and especially for the kind words of encouragement in our talks! Had a lot of fun (as shown by the length anbdhbs) so I hope you enjoy!

All smut will be tagged #risque

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The long oak table currently seating one hungry diner, a bevvy of dishes rest in front of them. Caspar digging in, his heavy gut presses firmly against the table. Seeping onto the table itself, his sprawling gut also rests on his meaty thighs. Though his hefty lower body seems rather small with how much room his stomach commands and takes up. But his fleshy thighs twist and strain his ill-fitting boxers, the hem creating a concavity in his soft ample thighs. His ass, while dwarfed by the rest of him, still offers some extra height upon sitting down, Caspar no longer as seemingly short as before. Sporting two sizable jugs for moobs, Caspar’s tank top is more reminiscent of a sports bra. The black fabric clings and wraps around his breasts, the bottom hem of his shirt digging into the fleshy underneath of Caspar’s moobs. Food Caspar’s first order of business upon waking from his deep snore filled slumber, his hair is a tad bit more unkempt. The shaved sides of his hair are the same as always but the tuft of Caspar’s hair is a bit more grown, the surprisingly soft blue wisps splay out in all directions. His corpulent chins wobble with each heaving swipe he takes at his buffet for breakfast, Caspar cramming a mouthful with each hurried bite. Focusing on the hashbrowns, Caspar’s preference for loading up on filling carbs is no different from his workout days. The bottom flab of his stomach slowly firms up with every plate, the soft mass rounding out.

Letting out a yawn, Caspar leans back into his poor chair. The chair thankfully lacking any arms, Caspar’s stomach has enough room to rest and spread comfortably. Bringing a hand to his face, his doughy arms jiggle as he rubs the crust from his eyes. Caspar rests his free hand on his stomach. Rubbing it, he smacks his lips, the sweet sticky syrup from the pancakes still dancing on his lips. Decently loud snoring in the background, Caspar pays it no mind.

“Hey!” The second should be occupant of the table just now arriving, Ashe’s tidied appearance is in contrast to Caspar. His neatly kempt hair a new fixture from his old haircut, the medium length gray hair is still just as well maintained, Ashe’s hair still parted perfectly. Ashe’s body also contrasts Caspar, Ashe heavily pear shaped. A shelf for an ass wobbles behind him as he waddles. Bringing a corpulent thigh past the other, Ashe’s gait is slow. His sweatpants are unable to reach over his hill of an ass; instead, the upper fat of his ass sneaks out, squished by the tight waistband. His stomach jiggles to and fro with each step, the soft paunch contained by his gray tshirt, albeit snugly. His perky yet supple moobs shake as well. Huffing, Ashe carries two plates in his hands. The sleeves wrapped around his arms, they leave a notable indent. His arms quiver under the whopping food piled onto both. A large stack of pancakes topped high on each plate. A penchant for anything and all sweet, Ashe’s craving sweet tooth only intensified as more and more extra pounds piled upon his short frame.

Placing both plates on the table, Ashe takes a seat on the extra chair; Ashe’s ass covers the entire spot, both sides of his asscheecks hanging off. Clearing his throat, Ashe sits up straight. His paunch rests against the table. “Those dishes were supposed to be for all of us,” Frowning, Ashe keeps his plates of pancakes close by. Cutting into them, his arms admittedly feel tired from the taxing effort, so used to having Byleth cut them for him. Hearing the slumbering Sylvain snore away, Ashe ignores it in favor of his own food, doing the exact same as Caspar by worrying about his own hungry gullet first.

“I left you your pancakes, didn’t I?” Boh hands rubbing his massive belly now, Caspar lets out a burp before sighing. “Besides, there’s still tons more in the kitchen,”

“Well, yeah,” Ashe admits, taking a bite of his syrup soaked pancakes. “But you could’ve waited at the very least,”

“I gotta keep up my weight,” Letting out a chuckle, Caspar flexes his left arm, the flab from his arm instead sagging instead of flexing in any meaningful way. Resting his right hand on his nonexistent bicep, his right arm simply presses against his plush moobs, the overgrown melons seemingly larger. “Gotta make sure I give myself all the extra attention Byleth’s been giving me as of late,”

Mouth chock full of pancakes and syrup, Ashe takes a swig from his milk. Quickly washing down the food, a tactic Byleth taught him to eat faster, Ashe lets out a heavy breath. “Byleth has been giving me special attention too,” Ashe bristles, his tone a bit more forced than before, a frown marring his round face before he goes back to stuffing his face.

As if giving any sort of meaningful examination from his seat, Caspar rests a large hand under his chin as his eyes roam all over Ashe’s body. “Hmm,” Standing up, his bare skin wobbles, the soft billowing mass pulled down from gravity. Behind Ashe, Caspar sinks both his hands onto Ashe’s breasts. “Yeah, you are starting to fill out a lot more up here. I’ve heard how Byleth praises you while you’re underneath him and panting as-” Sporting a bit of a chubby down there, Caspar grins at Ashe’s flustered state.

Swallowing the bit of pancake in his mouth, Ashe feels his face burning. “Well, I can hear you too!” Ashe responds matter-of-factly. Caspar meekly grins. “I can hear how much you whine and beg for Byleth to keep his hands-”

A particularly loud snore rumbling through the large space, both Ashe and Caspar quiet down. The snoring still going, it dies down back to its usual level.

“But, you’re not as loud as Sylvain is,” Ashe whispers, his sweatpants as tight around his groin as Caspar’s boxers.

“Hah! He’s always complaining about how he’s still got it and whatnot,” Caspar grins, shaking his head as the thought of Sylvain’s incessant claims fill his head. “So,” Caspar grabs Ashe’s hand. “Let’s go see if it’s true,” Caspar, leading the way, the two waddling men make their way to Sylvain’s room.

“Wait, what?” Ashe bumbling behind, his paunch nearly presses up against Caspar’s portly rear. If their positions were swapped, then they’d be practically on top of one another. The scene reminiscent of the two’s semi common ‘get togethers’ Ashe rapidly blinks, Sylvain’s room closer and closer with each successive blink.

“You heard me,” Caspar lets out a triumphant hmph as they stand in front of Sylvain’s closed door. Sylvain’s snoring sounds much louder as well. “We’ve seen how we’re in bed, so let’s see how Sylvain compares,”

Caspar’s lack of tacit throws a wrench in the cogs of Ashe’s brain, words unable to leak out of his mouth as he looks on at Caspar wide-eyed. “W-well, yes we have been intimate with each other, and,” Collecting his thoughts, Ashe lets out a contemplative huff. Shifting his weight, his sweatpants struggle under the shift, sagging down some more.

“And?” Eyes purposefully not drifting to how Ashe’s ass sticks out behind him, his mind instead thinks about Sylvain’s the man’s prodigious figure more enticing. The exploration much like a brand new expedition to uncharted lands, so many unknown and new folds to touch and feel.

“And we should give him a surprise since Byleth isn’t here today,” Bringing a fist into his open palm, Ashe’s little lie to ease his conscience aids him in achieving his excited state, a cat-like grin adorning his face. Pushing forward, the unlocked door easily swings open for the two obese intruders.

Upon entering, his ass brushing against the doorway in the process, Ashe stands stupefied at the pile of blubber that is sleeping on the massively sized mattress. A big belly pushing him from behind, two hands then push Ashe out of the way.

“What’s the hold...!” Caspar whispers, before standing just as in awe as Ashe. “..up…”

“He’s huge,” Ashe whispers. He instinctively takes cautious steps towards Sylvain. Beside Sylvain, his huge stomach rises with each heavy snore he emits.

“Damn, he sure is,” Caspar on the opposite side of Sylvain, he licks his lips upon the sight,

Sylvain sleeping on his back, his titanic gut rises up into the air, the mass of fat shifting and quivering upon each inhale and exhale. The crest of his gut rising a good three feet, the rest of his stomach cascades down, blanketing his own body in a hefty dosage of fat. Rolls adorning his body, Sylvain’s meaty love handles splay out, each as thick as a pillow. Two monstrous tree trunk thighs popping out from underneath, the sheer width of them refuse to be outshone by Sylvain’s gut. Clearly demonstrating his lack of restraint, the fat from Sylvain’s cankles even overlap, the folds of his thighs folding. His titanic breasts larger than his own roly poly face, the two prodigious tits press up against Sylvain’s chins. Sylvains saucers for nipple take up a good portion of his chest. Arms pushed aside from the bundle of fat occupying his breasts, they rest useless to the side. Pressed up against the satin sheet, the bunched up fat seems much more tantalizing, Sylvain’s arms massive. A mitt for a hand attached at the end, those in turn have portly sausage fingers, the small bundles of fat close to one another.

Sylvain’s massive form puts both Caspar and Ashe to shame. Each priding on their stomach and ass respectfully, Sylvain’s figure is larger than both while being equally massive everywhere.

Snickering to himself, Caspar edges his way down the bed. Enough space, he climbs on the bed. A dangerous creaking filling the room with two large men on top, Caspar pays it no mind. His boxers tighten up further as he gets closer to his goal. In front of Sylvain’s stomach, Caspar takes great caution to not step on Sylvain’s rolls of fat with his knees.

Sylvain still snoring away, he keeps going strong even as Caspar rests his weight on Sylvain’s gut. Even still when Caspar worms an experienced hand in between his stomach and thigh folds.

Ashe aware of Caspar’s plan, he wastes no time in disrobing. T-shirt thrown to the side, he struggles removing his sweatpants before tossing those as well. Boxers the last to go, Ashe climbs the bed as well, the creaking much louder now. Sylvain’s hole hidden from lying down and his dick currently occupied by Caspar, Ashe paws at Sylvain’s fat, smushing and grabbing the abundant folds.

A wrist deep just to reach Sylvain’s dick, Caspar huffs as he hugs Sylvain’s stomach with his right hand. Giving a tentative touch to Sylvain’s flaccid dick, Sylvain pauses his snoring to huff. But only for a second before he resumes his snoring, still blissfully in dream land. Sylvain’s dick already chubbing up from the simple touch, Caspar moans. Despite Sylvain's fat pad surrounding his dick, Caspar can still feel it's girth, Sylvain well endowed.

“I’ve barely touched him and he’s already hard,”

Ashe removes his mouth from Sylvain’s saucer like nipples. “He probably can’t reach himself,” Ashe only aware of such a thing due to his and Caspar’s growing difficulty with said task, he resumes playing with Sylvain’s nipples, pinching them. An idea forming in his head, he gets off the bed and waddles out of the room, one of his hands fondling his own dick, his fat pad pushed back far from the exertion.

“Fuck…” Caspar groans from the realization. His boxers feel ready to tear apart, and not just from the pathetic size of them. His dick sinks into Sylvain’s stomach, the fat warping around it. Sylvain’s dick sufficiently hard, he gently wraps his hand around it. Easing into it slowly, Sylvain’s snores die out just as slowly.

Little moans sounding out from Sylvain, Caspar begins to pick his pace, a dribble of precum smears his hand. Using his thumb, he eases the tip of Sylvain’s dick; a particularly loud moan comes from Sylvain.

The creaking of wheels coming from behind his back, Caspar picks up his pace, mentally thanking Ashe. The cart full of nothing but pancakes, Caspar holds back his eye roll.

Reaching the shaft of Sylvain’s dick, his skin pulled back, seems to break the dam. A splooge of Sylvain’s cum splattering over Caspar’s hand, Sylvain huffs and groans as he wakes up.

“Byleth?” Sylvain yawns.

“Nope,” Ashe at the ready, he crams an entire rolled pancake inside Sylvain’s mouth before bringing his hand to Syvlain’s mouth.

Sylvain instinctively chewing, he goes to complain about the dryness of it, no syrup provided. Instead, his mouth ends up assaulted from Ashe squeezing the syrup straight from the bottle and into his mouth. The sweet sticky syrup piling up all in his mouth, his words feel slurred, so much more lethargic.

“Where’s Byleth?” Some sort of liquid smeared on his stomach, Sylvain pays it no mind, instead greedily accepting another pancake from Ashe. Feeling spent, Sylvain’s well rested brain connects the dots, his cum stained fat pad making the job easy.

“Went out, that’s all he told us,” Caspar appears beside Sylvain once more. Grabbing Sylvain’s hand, Ashe does the same. Both of them pulling with all their might, and Sylvain helping, he finally is seated on his bed, his fat now sagging forward instead of all directions.

“Thanks, and listen, I don’t mind, but if we’re gonna fuck, then I get to take charge,” Putting on his showstopping grin, Sylvain’s grin dies as Caspar laughs at him, Ashe snickering as well.

“We can hear how Byleth tops you,”

“And seen,” Ashe chimes in, remembering when Byleth took Sylvain right in front of them upon Sylvain’s insistent demands of getting to top Byleth.

“Yeah yeah. That’s ‘cause if I topped him, then he’d probably break under all of this hot bod,” Confident face losing the facade, Sylvain begins to feel rivulets of sweat form on his forehead as both Ashe and Caspar retain their grins.

"You are big as hell," Caspar grabs Sylvain's love handle, shaking the mass. A chain reaction occuring, Sylvain's body shakes like the ocean, billowing fat smacking each other. "You'd probably crush us too,"

The two grabbing Sylvain's hands once more, they use their other hand to help move Sylvain once more. Heaving him up, Sylvain's body tremors as they push him on his stomach. A good amount of adjusting to position him just right, Sylvain's hill of a dimpled ass rests high above him.

"H-hey!" Grunting, Sylvain's arms wobble as he attempts to lift himself up. Falling back down into his plush, supple moobs, he catches his breath. Ashe smacking his ass with a resounding slap, Sylvain feels his spent dick already firming up again. Taking charge was fun and nice, but to be fucked senselessly… Eyes closed, Sylvain shakes his head, forcibly yanking the thought out of his horny addled brain.

Unfortunately, an already lubed sausage finger tapping at his entrance shoves it back in, Sylvain whimpering. A fork brought to his mouth, Sylvain finds a now nude Caspar standing in front of him with a plate. Stomach grumbling, he opens wide, the still warm hash browns smoothly going down his greedy gullet. A bite turns into a couple before the entire plate of hash browns ends up devoured, Sylvain's blubbery stomach still craving more. Pancakes offered next, the heavy carbs trudge their way into their rightful spot in the pit known as Sylvain’s stomach. Crammed into his mouth whole, the vigorous chewing distracts Sylvain’s mind, his soft billowing gut ever so slightly firming up. Syrup poured down his throat, his adam apple bobs as he laps up the viscous liquid. Parched, a few mewls has Caspar at the ready, a pitcher of milk brought to his lips.

A heavy weight resting on him, Sylvain's hands cling and curl around the bedsheets, Ashe's dick at his hungry entrance.

"Still think you're a top?" Unwilling to hold off any longer," Ashe immediately goes to town on Sylvain's ass. His own fat body shaking, the quivering mass that is Sylvain's quakes. The bed reminds them all of its precarious situation, the frame not equipped to handle such a dangerously high weight. Fat slapping against fat, Ashe's engorged dick easily slides in-between the soft rolls of fat making up Sylvain's ass.

"Y-eah, of course…" Sylvain's back arches as high as he can, his stomach pressing deep into the mattress. "Yeah, I'm a-" Another forkful ready, Caspar has scrambled eggs now. His body shaking back and forth with each hump, Sylvain's body becomes increasingly hotter. Gut chock full of food, the stuffed sensation is no stranger to Sylvain. Despite doing none of the actual work, two large warm bodies pressed up against him as they have their way with him has him breathing heavily.

His dick left painfully unattended, the friction from his fat pad is sufficient enough. Balls churning, a shove forward from an eager Ashe has Sylvain ejaculating all over; the dried sticky fat pad adds some more fresh cum. A pair of brusque forceful lips on his own, Sylvain finds himself pulling himself forward to the gesture.

Caspar pressing his lips against Sylvain’s, his tongue darts inside Sylvain’s readily open maw. Stubby hand reaching under Sylvain’s chins, Caspar helps raise up his face, gazing at him with half lidded eyes. Breath required for both of them, Caspar pulls back, his moobs rising and falling with every labored breath. Bringing his hands to Sylvain’s cheeks, he pulls and squishes them. “You really are damn adorable,”

Sylvain mutters in response, his face just as flushed as before. A whine escapes him as Caspar stands up. Ashe pulling out only has Sylvain a bigger mess, the lack of warmth sending a chill up his spine.

Ashe still raring to go, he shifts on his knees. Hands slowly pumping his dick, his legs twitch as he almost cums. Slowly inching his way, Ashe finds his perfect spot. Touching himself, his legs slowly spread as he tilts his head back, Ashe growing louder. So painfully close, he unabashedly moans as he cums, his seed ending up all over Sylvain's side.

Taking his time, Ashe slowly eases himself off of the bed.

"W-wait!" Grunting, Sylvain's huffing and puffing face betrays him.

"We're not done yet," Casper gleefully announces. Making his way to Sylvain’s ass, Caspar traces his girthy fingers across Sylvain’s body before parking himself right in front of Sylvain’s entrance. Wasting no time like Ashe, Caspar girthy dick penetrates Sylvain's gaping chasm.

Sylvain's dick woefully spent, it still has blood flowing to it, his dick painfully hard. Reaching down, his hand barely makes it to the edge of his stomach. Too much fat barricading his dick, Sylvain grunts as he futilely tries to reach.

Ashe taking Caspar’s old residence in front of Sylvain’s face, the plump overfed face makes his heart swell, beads of sweat trickling down Sylvain’s  half lidded face as he attempts to catch his breath. Leaning down, his prodigious ass sticks in the air as he gently brings his lips to Sylvain’s. Squirrel cheeks pressing up against his own, Ashe holds his spot, Sylvain putty in his hands. Pulling back, Ashe huffs, his dick hard once more. “We should - we need to spend more time together,”

Sylvain finds himself humming in agreement, words unable to be uttered as Caspar continues to pound his ass.

Ashe finding it unfair how Caspar got to give Sylvain a hand job, he decides to do one better. Climbing on to the bed, he rests his belly on Sylvain's head. Positioning himself, the need is unnecessary, Sylvain happily accepting Ashe's dick.

Caspar still pounding away at Sylvain's ass, his sprawling gut makes it difficult, the blanket of fat sprawled over on the rolling plains of Sylvain's back. Balls smacking, Caspar grips into Sylvain's ass for dear life. "No fair," Caspar grunts, his breath shallow. Caspar picks up the pace, hands leaving imprints on Sylvain's ass now.

"Don't care," Sylvain expertly slurps away. His skillful tongue works wonders on Ashe as it happily licks at the tip of Ashe’s dick.

Unwilling to be left behind, Ashe takes charge, face fucking Sylvain. Hands gripping Sylvain’s fiery red locks, Ashe huffs. His knees shaking under him, the wide legs shake from their overuse, Ashe nearly ready to fall over and lie down.

Pounded away from both ends, Sylvain can only offer muffles mixed in with his small breathy groans, his brain unable to think of anything meaningful. His entire body jiggles, two fat men fucking the obese man. The quick yet heavy breakfast from Caspar resting heavy in his stomach, his wobbling from being pounded on both sides causes it to churn and gurgle.

All three ignore the treacherous creaks and splinters of the frame underneath them, their own libido of much higher importance. Now a race to see who finishes first, Caspar ends up the winner. Falling against Sylvain's ass, his dick slowly softens. His semen filling up Sylvain's ass, dribbles of it trickle out. Ashe not far behind, he once again makes sure to pull out seconds before. A bit ending up in Sylvain's mouth, he happily swallows the sweet semen. Yet most of his ends up splattered on his face, Ashe painting Sylvain in his cum. All three resting, the painful splintering of the bed rings in their ears, even their tired pants drowned out by it. A few seconds passing, time seems to move at a standstill.

Until a deafening splinter sounds out. The frame finally gives out from underneath the incredulous weight stacked on top of it.

Plummeting much closer to the ground, all three of their corpulent bodies wobble, all their flab smacking against each other. The room quakes from the crash, furniture shaking as a result.

"Fuck…" Sylvain breathily moans as he attempts to catch his breath.

Legs worse than jello, the effort of standing up feels like the hardest task in the world for Caspar and Ashe. Moving Sylvain proceso even more challenging, all three read to sleep without a care. Getting Sylvain back up, they bring him back down on his back.

Caspar too tired to give a damn, he goes to nuzzle against Sylvain's stomach, pressing up against him as much as he can.

Ashe much the same, he pats Sylvain's stomach. "We'll clean up," Yawning, his jaw feels painfully sore from how wide he opens. "after a nap,"

Sylvain already asleep, his loud snores fill the calm and quiet air, Caspar's and Ashe's little snores sounding out as well.

Ashe and Caspar having some splooges of cum on them, neither of them compare to Sylvain's cum riddled body, their semen marked all over him. Cleaning up the least of their worries, they save it for later in the day. A couple hours passing by, noon soon hits the day. All three still asleep, none of them notice the door opening. Byleth returning from his long retreat, he brings a new addition in tow. Ferdinand behind Byleth, the extra couple of pounds on his frame are given away by his tight outfit. Spotting the debaucherous sight, their acts present on their bodies and by the musty smell, Ferdinand blushes.

"Soon, you'll be in that huge pile," Byleth whispers in Ferdinand's ear, laughing as he blushes yet nods, eager for said day to come.