#brandy eats

[brandycranby]

soup log: chimken noodle

broth not too salty but thin

noodles are a lil thicc 🤔

mm chimken breast n carrot

6/10

[chiaberries]

[stinkybrowndogs]

Contemplating a bee

[neo--queen--serenity]

I’m personally devastated that Mori and Fukuchi never got to meet. Not only would it be THE pettiest bitch-off the world has ever seen, poor Fukuzawa would be just sitting there in between them with no expression whatsoever as the Hunting Dogs, PM, and ADA just watched them with growing horror, unable to look away.

[dollykiller]

[mommylonglegs-xo]

whole foods run🥬🍅🥦

[envelopandkissme]

margot robbie in atelier versace aw94 for barbie press! ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

[broz0neglitters]

The way you look is not an issue 🍊🧃

-Bruce went back in time to talk to his younger self and there were so many things that he would have told his younger self being the heartthrob he had to maintain that abs and would go to that extreme diet that john dory would made him and he would only eat oranges or drink orange juice soon spruce started having a eating disorder but when the band broke up everything change but bruce had that change to actually travel back in time and actually talk to his younger self-

Warning: Eating Disorder mentioned

Bruce Went into the old tree pod where all of his brothers lived with their sweet grandmother; bruce saw how hard his younger self, spruce, was working out. There was lots of blood, sweat, and tears put in there as it was dinner time all the other brothers got to eat food spruce was stuck with orange slices for dinner he was used to it at this point he didn't complain

Spruce; would often eat in the bathroom so basically locking himself in the bathroom and chowing down the orange slices

Bruce, was a ghost figure at this point so he could see what his younger self was doing because he was just visiting his old life as bruce saw what younger spruce was doing bruce started to spoke to himself

"stick it down your throat I'm watching from the bathroom Making sure I don't choke from the words he spoke." Bruce said to himself

As young Spruce struggled to continue eating, he choked on the orange slices. With every bite he took, he was shoving clementines and orange bacteria. Down his throat about a dozen times just For another 'round of his bulimia as young Spruce was super afraid to gain a single weight if he did John Dory would punish him As Bruce saw how much his younger self was struggling, he couldn't believe what he had gone through to look his best...

-Fast Forward-

Bruce didn't brother to disguise himself because there was no way his younger self would know that it was him in the future as spruce was just out on his own getting away from john dory for a while as bruce approached him All bruce said to his younger self was this "You turn oranges to orange juice. Into there, then spit it out of you Your body is imperfectly perfect Everyone wants what the other one's working No orange juice." Bruce told his younger self 

"Who are you?" Young spruce asked looking surprise

"I'm you in the future." Bruce reply with a warm smile

"But-But you gain so much weight is john dory mad?" he asked "No-no I felt happier when I gain this weight." bruce told him

"You shouldn't keep doing this to yourself you're perfect just the way you are dude I wish I had somebody telling me that I was perfect the way I am when I was your age." Bruce told him

"Every night, I would just hear my stomach growl out of hunger, and I barely have energy, and john dory would make me do extreme work out while living on orange juice and slices for a diet. I was hurting a lot, but most of all, I was starving so much I craved to taste at least one bite of a cookie that grandma would make for us after our concert and her sweet pies every Friday night, but I couldn't." Spruce said sobbing

As bruce held his younger self hand ", I believe you chose To blow it on the reading carpet That's what happens when you're starvin'." As Young Spruce tear up as bruce wipe his tears

"Please say that you won't continue Ordering oranges off the menu Stuffin' up your mouth like tissue The way you look is not an issue." Bruce said

"I have too, if I gain just one pound john will punish me and I will be ugly." spruce said sobbing "You're not ugly, and screw what john dory think look at me when I left john dory ass look how happy I Look with my body I don't care what john says about me and Hey I tell you this You will find a wife who will love you just the way you are not about your looks." bruce also added in

As Bruce saw the portal open, it was time for him to head back to his own timeline. But Bruce couldn't help but ponder, if his younger self had heeded his advice and stopped eating oranges, would this have altered his future? Would he no longer be with Brandy and their 13 children? The struggle with body image, a battle that had plagued him even as a young kid, was still a part of him. Yet, here he was, talking to his younger self, reassuring him that he was perfect just the way he was...

Ever since the band broke up when he met Brandy, she was the one who helped him recover from his eating disorder. She never gave up trying to get Bruce to eat up, and once Bruce gain weight, he had mixed feeling but Brandy told him "Honey, The way you look is not an issue." she told him which made bruce smile.

Then, it snapped back to Bruce before he could return to his life. He looked at his younger self, who was innocently eating orange slices. Bruce walked up to him and gave him a hug, breaking it with a smile. His last words to his younger self were, 'I wish I could give you my set of eyes, for I know your eyes aren't working. I wish I could tell you that you're fine, but you might find that disconcerting.' Bruce's journey of self-acceptance had begun.

As Bruce threw his oranges slices far away, hitting another trolls, which happens to be king peppy himself, as he looked back at his younger self "Trust me you will see in the future, you will soon understand what I meant. You will no longer eat oranges." bruce said

As Spruce saw his future self walk through a portal, Spruce struggled with body image. It was hard for him to expect to gain a single weight. He was scared of john dory punishment, but he knew that floyd would always sneak in food for him and how clay, branches, and even his grandma would ofter him to eat a little.

As Future Bruce made it back to his time after having a talk with his younger self, he also realized that his younger brothers and grandma would always offer him real food and sneak food for him even when John Dory wasn't around. Ever since he met Brandy, he has started to accept himself for who he is, and he wishes his younger self would have done the same thing as well.

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Note:

 Everybody is perfect just the way they are everyone is different all body is different and unique no need to feel ashamed of being different I was always the fat one in my family I have struggled with my weight and body image I wish I had someone to tell me that I was perfect the way I was over the years I have lost a ton of weight I felt like a different person but I kept gaining on and off but I'm still struggling with my weight and I have still not accept myself after all these years of trying to lose weight so I stop being the fat one in the family....

So if you guys are struggling with body image you're not alone you're all perfect the way you are <3 Cause the way you look is not an issue the only issues is the people they are just jealous that they don't have your confident so just shut them up and go live your live as you please eat what ever as you please no one can tell you what you can or can't eat like everybody said

"My Body, My rule"

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[cherrycokeandkisses]

The day I can wear Brandy Melville clothes without them looking small/too tight on me is the day I will feel more accomplished than ever.

For those of you who don’t know, Brandy Melville is a Swiss/American clothing brand that only sells one size clothing. Most clothes are tiny and you need to be skinny to wear them. (i hate that they are not size inclusive, but thats a different topic for another time)

[brandycranby]

WHY SAD

[chiaberries]

[blackmarquer]

KinkTober day 6 : Size Difference

Bruce loves his very tall soulmate and Brandy loves her very small husband

[oflights]

wip snip 6.2

it's wednesday my dudes!! so i have a preview of chapter 2 of my bloodweave fic Glory ready to roll as with last week, the full chapter will post on friday; i'm already super excited about it. here's a bit from that chapter! enjoy!

Gale clears his throat slightly and starts, “Further to making amends—”

“Further? Darling, you’ll spoil me.”

“That’s all right,” Gale says easily, with what he probably thinks is a very charming wink. It’s just awkward instead, and highlights the wispy black veins running down from the corner of that eye. Astarion suddenly desperately wants to ask about them, but Gale speaks again before he can. “I would like to invite you to stay the night here.”

Alarm flares through Astarion immediately, and he curses himself inwardly for growing complacent. “I’m not sure your knees could take that.”

“That’s not—not for that,” Gale says, sounding a bit frustrated. Then he spits out, “And you’ve no idea what my knees could take—but that’s not the point.”

“What is, then?”

“The point is you are welcome to stay the night in this room and do—whatever pleases you. I’ve a lanceboard set, if you’re up for a match, and innumerable books for you to read, if that’s your sort of thing. If you’d like to—to just sit and exist in this room, not drawing Cazador’s ire, that’s all right too. Whatever you’d like, the choice is yours.” Gale spreads his arms wide to demonstrate the breadth of choice Astarion has, giving him an encouraging smile.

Astarion stares at him, baffled once again. “You’re inviting me to just—stay here, with you, for the entire night.”

“Yes? And for other nights, if you’d like—I’m planning to ask for your siblings’ assistance with my work around the palace during the day and stress that they be well-rested for it, hopefully forestalling the, erm, other nightly activities you all partake in. And no judgments here on that, I know it’s a ghastly service that you’ve been pressed into, but—anyway. You can forego that if I continue to request your presence in my room at night, right? You can just stay here and—”

“Play lanceboard,” Astarion says flatly.

Gale brightens for a moment, then deflates slightly as he picks up Astarion’s tone. “Yes. Or—read. Or watch me read; whatever you want, really.”

This man is an idiot, Astarion decides abruptly. His titles must be fake, or Mystra has truly terrible taste in Chosen—there is no way Gale of Waterdeep is any more intelligent than even Petras.

“Really,” Astarion says. “And what if I want to drink all your brandy and pass out in your bed?”

To his annoyance, Gale simply shrugs. “Sure. I’ll push these settees together and kip here when I’m done with my research. Do you sleep, though? Forgive my presumption—I thought you were an elf.”

“What gave me away?” Astarion asks, gesturing up at his ears. He grabs up the bottle of brandy, too, and gets to his feet, watching this idiot of a wizard the entire time. “Passing out is a figure of speech. I just want your bed.”

“It’s yours.”

“Without you in it.” Astarion eyes him warily as he heads over to the bed in question, making a big deal of turning down the covers, kicking off his house shoes, and climbing right into the center of it, spreading each of his limbs out as far as possible. He tries not to think about the dozens of times he’s been in this bed otherwise, intent instead on pushing Gale as far as he’ll go with this.

Gale just shrugs, the absolute idiot. “Make yourself comfortable. I have some notes to finish compiling; you won’t even know I’m here.”

“Fine,” Astarion snaps, taking a deep swig of brandy straight from the bottle, staring Gale down. Gale smiles back at him, then gets up and moves as if to actually go to his desk and write.

Astarion lets him for a moment, taking another angry gulp of brandy, before spitting out, “Are you some kind of simpleton?” suddenly enough to make Gale jump.

[thehozierpoll]

Work Song with Brandi Carlile

Eat Your Young with Maren Morris

[zippiedippievippie]

Brandy would be one of those freaks that owns an army of guinea pigs

[softpine]

do you have any theories or things you'd like to see in s2 of yellowjackets?

crazy cannibalistic lesbian orgy death match when they all reunite