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lifechangingtips · 3 months ago
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How to Curb Sugar Cravings on a Low-Carb Diet
Effective Strategies to Curb Sugar Cravings on a Low-Carb Diet How to Curb Sugar Cravings on a Low-Carb Diet Introduction Starting a low-carb diet often means cutting back on sugars and processed foods. However, for many, the cravings for sweets can be the biggest obstacle to staying on track. Sugar cravings can arise due to blood sugar fluctuations, stress, and even habits developed over time.…
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longevity-live · 1 year ago
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10 Effective Supplements to Curb Sugar Cravings and Support a Healthy Lifestyle
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Excessive sugar intake can sabotage even the healthiest lifestyles. Sugar cravings stem from various biochemical, neurological, and hormonal imbalances in the body. Giving in to these cravings can derail your fitness goals, trigger inflammation and disease, and negatively impact your well-being. The good news is that certain supplements may help curb sugar addiction when combined with a clean diet and active lifestyle.
Specific vitamins, minerals, amino acids, and plant extracts can balance blood sugar, satiate cravings, and support a healthy metabolism. Nutrients like chromium, magnesium, cinnamon and green tea work synergistically to stabilize energy, control hunger cues, remove craving triggers and reduce the dependence on sugar. Supplements provide an effective tool for overcoming obstacles to a low-sugar lifestyle.
We've compiled a list of the top 10 supplements to tame sugar cravings naturally. From minerals that optimize insulin response to adaptogens that neutralize stress, these evidence-based options offer a holistic path to slaying your sugar demons long-term. Learn more about how each supplement works, recommended dosages, safety considerations, and optimal times to take them for maximum impact.
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smartweightlosstip · 3 months ago
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1️⃣ Encourages Fat Burning: "By cutting carbs, your body shifts to burning fat for fuel, leading to faster fat loss." 2️⃣ Reduces Hunger: "Low-carb meals stabilize blood sugar levels, curbing cravings and keeping you satisfied for longer." 3️⃣ Improves Insulin Sensitivity: "Lowering carb intake can enhance insulin function, helping your body manage glucose efficiently and reducing fat storage." Examples of Low-Carb Foods: Proteins: Chicken, eggs, fish, and lean beef. Healthy Fats: Avocados, olive oil, and nuts. Low-Carb Vegetables: Broccoli, spinach, and cauliflower. When a Low-Carb Diet Works: "It works when you pair it with consistent meal planning and proper hydration. Incorporating vegetables ensures you get essential vitamins and minerals without the carb load." When It Fails: "A low-carb diet may fail when it lacks balance—cutting out carbs entirely can lead to fatigue or nutrient deficiencies. It's important to stay hydrated and add fiber-rich foods to prevent digestive issues." Beyond Weight Loss: Additional Benefits Better Mental Clarity: "Many people report improved focus and concentration with fewer carbs in their diet." Steady Energy Levels: "By avoiding carb crashes, you experience sustained energy throughout the day." Reduced Inflammation: "Lowering sugar and refined carbs helps decrease inflammation, promoting overall health
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musclegoth · 11 months ago
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no caffeine today and im being so brave about it
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fattyfreya · 2 months ago
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STOP ENABLING ME!
Seriously, people of the internet, stop encouraging me to get even fatter. My poor little body can’t handle this much fat! I was really trying to rein it in and curb my gains for a bit—but when someone offers to buy me food, how could I possibly say no?
I’d been craving Shake Shack for weeks but told myself I’d be on my best behavior this December: no delivery, no overindulgence, no major gains. But thanks to one very depraved enabler, those plans are officially canceled. Raincheck? Let’s be real—probably not.
Now I’m hitting all my cravings: Shake Shack’s fried chicken sandwich, cheese fries, and a chocolate shake. Churros stuffed with fudge. Big, pepperoni-covered soft pretzels. Oil, dough, carbs, and sugar—just what my body doesn’t need but has been shamelessly conditioned to crave.
It’s like the internet has turned being fat into my full-time job. All I need is the tiniest encouragement, a single suggestion, or even a passing nudge, and I’m ordering enough food to feed a small army—except it’s just for me. You’ve all turned me into your pet project, haven’t you? Watching me grow, stuffing myself silly, giving into every impulse. And the worst part? I can’t even pretend I don’t love it. Curvage  🧨 VIP OF  🧨 FREE OF  🧨 C4S  🧨 ManyVids
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theambitiouswoman · 3 months ago
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Benefits of apple cider vinegar 🍏✨
• Skin toner: Clears & balances
• pH balance: Supports vaginal health in a diluted bath
• Face masks: Adds glow & fights acne
• Hair rinse: Boosts shine & reduces dandruff
• Salad dressing: Adds flavor & aids digestion
• Cleaning: Natural disinfectant
• Fruit & veggie wash: Removes dirt & pesticides
• Immune boost: Rich in antioxidants & antimicrobial
• Digestive aid: Supports gut health when taken diluted
• Appetite control: May help curb cravings
• Blood sugar balance: Helps regulate levels
• Sore throat relief: Mix with warm water to soothe
• Foot soak: Softens skin & fights odor
• Sunburn relief: Calms redness when diluted
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thewintersoldierdisaster · 10 months ago
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a/n: i hate this title but i LOVE this fic! i had so much fun writing it, obviously inspired by the tik tok trend lol. also when i started this fic last week, the cookies were different but then this week actually did include banana cream pie so i had to change them 😂 and then had to do a little rewrite obviously. but yeah, go check out the isles q&a on their favorite desserts bc they’re all adorable
tw: tooth rotting fluff, extremely minor insinuation of a daddy kink
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summary: you take advantage of mat’s sweet tooth to trick him into doing a tik tok video with you
“Hey,” you call out for Mat from your perch on the couch, one foot wedged in between the couch cushions and your phone resting on your thigh. You can hear him rummaging around in the fridge and the noise stops temporarily.
“Hey,” he calls back, “what’s going on?” The rummaging noises start up again and you grin to yourself. If he’s hungry, your little plan will work perfectly.
You crunch up into a sitting position and drape your arms over the back of the couch, watching Mat as he moves things around in the fridge, looking for something to eat. “Do you want to go to Chip City with me?” You ask. “I want to make like one of those TikToks, you know where they rate the cookies of the week?”
Mat’s nodding and closing the fridge before you even finish speaking. “Oh, hell fucking yes,” he grins, skirting around the kitchen island and stopping behind the couch. You reach out and tug at the belt loops on his jeans, laughing. “You know I’m always down for cookies.”
“I know,” you tease, unfolding from the couch and getting to your feet. “That’s why I suggested it. I can always count on you to validate my sugar cravings.”
He smiles his crooked little smile and readjusts his hat, the new Stay GOALd collaboration with Ralph Macchio, raking his hand through his hair before settling the hat on backwards. Your stomach flips a little at how good he looks. “Babe, we need to stop talking and start driving,” he says, totally seriously.
“Chill, Cookie Monster,” you follow him to the front door, stepping into your ratty Forces. The leather is more grey than white now and creased beyond belief, but they’re comfortable and you can slide them on and off without having to do the laces. “I doubt they’re going to run out of cookies in the ten minutes it takes to get there.”
“Never know,” Mat shrugs, tossing your car keys at you. You barely catch them, fumbling a little before your fingers hook on the beaded keychain. “Your car’s behind mine, you drive?”
You wrinkle your nose, when Mat’s home you’d rather be the passenger princess, but you also hate it when he readjusts your seat to fit his longer legs. “Fine,” you mumble, locking the door behind him, “but that’s the last bit of driving I’m doing all weekend.”
He swoops in to press a kiss to your forehead, “your wish is my command, Princess Squeaks.”
With a delighted smile, you hop into the driver’s seat of your car, turning it on while Mat buckles up in the passenger seat. He leans back in the seat, the brim of his backwards cap hitting against the headrest and popping the front of the hat off his head. “Damn,” he mutters, quickly fixing it and sitting forward. “So, wait, if you make one of those videos, what are the chances we get a Chip City influencer deal? Are we looking at free cookies for life?”
“Um, no,” you wince when you take a turn a little too quickly, clipping the curb. Hoping Mat will ignore that, you continue quickly, “I don’t think free cookies for life is a thing? Maybe some like coupons or extra point perks? Honestly, it’ll probably be nothing other than a comment and a like.”
“For life will be a really short period if you keep driving like a blind lunatic,” Mat teases you, laughing loudly when you lift your hand from the steering wheel to flip him off.
“You’re the one who told me to drive,” you counter.
Mat snags your hand out of the air and laces his fingers with yours, settling the back of his hand on the center console. “That’s only because I forgot what an insane driver you are,” he laughs, dramatically letting his body bounce forward and back in the seat when you come to a sharp stop at a red light.
You roll your eyes and make a point of driving exactly the speed limit and taking turns super carefully until you pull into the parking lot. When he hops out of the car, Mat wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you close to his side. You snuggle up, wrapping your arm around his waist, car keys jangling in your hand as you walk. “Babe, you can drive like Vin Diesel all you want when I’m not in the car,” he says as you walk up the sidewalk to Chip City. “Lou might consider it a breach of my contract if you drive like that when I’m in the passenger seat.”
“Breach of contract!?” You yelp, pinching his side while he lets loose one of his contagiously loud laughs. “You’re such a pain in the ass.”
“But you love me,” Mat states matter-of-factly, breaking contact with you to pull open the door and hold it for you. You hum happily, immediately hit with the delicious scent of baked cookies. Behind you, Mat lets out a quiet groan and you laugh at his dramatics. “Jesus, it always smells so good in here,” he falls into line behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.
“If I worked here, I’d be three hundred pounds from sampling cookies every day,” you comment, turning to the mirror on the wall and lining up your face with the milk moustache decal for a selfie. You nudge Mat into place next to you and he crinkles his whole face up into a cheesy grin just for you. You snap the picture and shuffle forward as the person at the register leaves, moving the line up. Mat shuffles behind you, stepping on the heels of your sneakers and mumbling apologies.
While you wait, you look at the merch on the walls, joking with Mat that you’re going to get him the cookie shaped backpack for him to put his stuff in on game days. Before he can retort, you’re at the case and the worker is asking you how many cookies you want.
“Um, let’s do six?” You say, voice ticking up in a question for Mat. He nods, barely listening to you as he squints at the cookies. They’ll be gone in two days.
“Definitely need the cookies and cream,s’mores and oh, fuck yes, banana cream pie,” he points at each cookie as he names the flavor. “Babe?”
“I’ll do the specialty ones,” you say, “dark chocolate peanut butter, white chocolate macadamia, and brookie, please.”
“I love bananan cream pie cookie week,” Mat comments dreamily, looking like Pepe Le Pew when the cartoon skunk’s eyes turn into hearts when he spots the female skunk. He grins at you when you stick your finger in your mouth, fake gagging.
“Ugh, disgusting,” you shake your head. “Your love for banana cream pie is your biggest red flag.”
The woman behind the counter boxes everything up and you tap in your phone number to get rewards points before stepping to the side so Mat can pay. He smirks at you, tapping his card against the reader, and quietly, so no one else can hear, murmurs, “say ‘thank you, daddy.’”
A laugh startles out of your chest and you shake your head, cheeks flushing hot. “No, nope. I’m not saying that, Mathew.” Your fingers tremble a little around the box of cookies.
Mat’s hand is huge and warm on your lower back as he guides you out of the store, the sudden cool air a relief to your cheeks. He chuckles and flexes his fingers against your back. “Worth a shot,” he teases. “One day I’m gonna get you to say it.”
“It won’t be of my own accord,” you wrinkle your nose at him, stomach flipping a little bit. You refuse to analyze the excitement building low in your stomach and instead march determinedly back to your car. You had a plan for today and it didn’t involve Mat being called ‘daddy’ in a public place. Or any place. Or ever.
“We’ll see,” Mat jokes, pulling open the door for you to hop in and then going around the front of the car to get in on the passenger side. You drop the cookie box on his lap and he immediately picks at the tape holding it shut with his thumbnail, ready to snag a bite.
“Wait for me to get set up!” You chastise him, flicking his fingers away from the box with one hand and pulling up TikTok with the other.
Mat keeps picking at the tape, “no one’s gonna notice, I’ll just break it in half.” He finally manages to get the tape off and pops the lid open, dramatically inhaling the scent of the cookies. “Oh, fuck yes. Babe, what a good idea.”
You grin at him and make sure your phone is set in the holder attached to your windshield so both you and Mat are in the shot. “I literally only have good ideas,” you pull the box of cookies back into your lap, ignoring Mat’s protests. “Ready?”
He nods and you reach forward to start the recording. “Hi guys!” You chirp into the camera. “Happy Saturday, Mat has a rare day off so I decided to rope him into my fun. Say hi, Mat.”
Mat looks up from his phone and parrots, “hi, Mat,” with a shit eating grin on his face.
“He’s the worst,” you roll your eyes affectionately and hold up the cookie box so it’s in frame. “Anyway, I wanted to do something different than the usual Crumbl cookie sampling, and since Chip City is in our town, I figured this was the best thing. I invited Mat, because, well, I’m not sure if you know this but my husband has the biggest sweet tooth.”
You fight to keep your face in a neutral expression, but can’t help the corner of your mouth ticking up when you see Mat’s eyebrows lift nearly into his hairline on screen. His own mouth tips down in a slight, curious frown, but he doesn’t say anything.
So you continue, “it’s not anything like my mother-in-law’s peach cobbler, but Mat will kill a chocolate chip cookie in record time.” You shift in your seat, turning to face him, and keep your gaze locked on a point in the middle of his forehead, because if you look him in the eye, you’ll crack up. “Which do you want to try first, babe? Wait, let me guess, banana cream pie?”
There’s amusement in his tone when he holds out his hand and says, “oh for sure. Hand it over!”
He squints at you and you avoid his gaze when you pass over the cookie. Pretending to think, you look down at the box, “I’m going to try the dark chocolate peanut butter first, I think. Unlike my husband,” you smile at the camera, holding up the cookie while you break it in half to show the melted peanut butter swirls on the inside, “I like my desserts a little less sweet. Lemon bars, carrot cake, cheesecake, that kind of thing. Last week was lemon berry, which is a top three cookie for me.”
You can see Mat jolt in surprise again on screen, his head swinging to look at you. His eyes are wide and his lips are fighting a laugh.
“Yeah,” Mat smirks at the camera, breaking his own cookie in half and taking a huge bite. He chews and swallows before continuing, “the wifey is pretty picky on her desserts.”
Mat’s words sink in and you do a double take, jaw falling open a little. Mat’s grin turns shit eating and he takes another huge bite of his cookie while you blink stupidly at him. “What-?” You frown, ignoring the way your heart is pounding and your stomach is clenching with the echo of Mat saying ‘wifey’ in your ear.
He licks a spot of whipped cream off the side of his thumb and your core throbs.
“Uno reverse, Squeaks,” Mat laughs. “Do you think you’re the only one with Tik Tok?”
“Oooh,” you scrunch your face up at him, “you knew what I was up to?” He nods and your hand shoots out to push at his shoulder.
“Hey!” He yelps, chuckling. “I figured it out when you referred to Mom as your mother-in-law.”
You put your cookie back in the box and tap the record button on your phone, ending the video. “I honestly thought you’d have a better reaction,” you laugh a little, pulling your left foot up onto the seat and turning completely so you’re facing Mat. You shift the box too, so it’s on top of the center console.
Mat talks as he swaps out his banana cream pie for a piece of the s’mores, a string of marshmallow connecting the broken piece from the rest in the box, “why? Not a secret that I’m gonna wife you up in the future. I like hearing you call me your husband.”
He says it so casually, so easily, that it shocks you a little. When you first met Mat, you had thought dating him would be a fun time, but you’d never imagined that you’d be here - with him talking about marriage as if it’s a foregone conclusion.
“Well,” you murmur, feeling warm and content, “for the record, I liked hearing you call me wifey. So I guess we’re even.”
Mat looks up at you, hazel eyes lit up and glowing where the sun hits his face. He looks even more edible than the cookies. “You called me husband twice, don’t think we’re even just yet…” he drags out the pause with a sly smile on his face and you think he may use the w-word again, but he just lets the silence linger, the possibility hanging in the air.
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iseestarswhenistandup · 2 months ago
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supplements that work for me!
these are just the ones that ive researched that help me reach my goals
magnesium 200mg twice a day
i LOVE magnesium, helps curb cravings, helps me poop, sleep, and digest. i dont crave chocolate or sweets at all.
2. niacin + inositol 500mg twice a day
its basically vit b, helps turn food and stored fat into energy faster. also helps heart and brain health and function. gives me energy and clears brainfog.
3. chromium 800mg once a day
essential to insulin and regulates blood sugar levels! helps me not crash when im fasting, and helps me stop binging when i do eat. levels hunger basically.
4. berberine (theres a bunch of stuff mixed so idk 2 capsules twice a day)
this one is GREAT! helps strengthen the heartbeat, kills the bacteria that craves sugar, AND regulates how sugar is used in the blood. it also reduces swelling. this one helps with bloating so so much!
5. finally, apple cider vinegar 2tbsp twice a day
this one is not really a supplement but it is literally a lifesaver. curbs appetite and makes me feel vaguely nauseous so i dont want to eat. it also helps my stomachs microbiome so i crave healthy food!!
HOPE THIS HELPED XOXOXO
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bilgiarena · 2 years ago
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Healthy - Platin
Introduction to healthy snacks and their importance in a balanced diet Healthy snacks play a crucial role in maintaining a balanced diet and promoting overall health. These snacks are typically nutrient-dense and provide essential vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants that support optimal bodily functions. They are also low in added sugars, unhealthy fats, and artificial ingredients, making them a healthier alternative to processed snacks. By incorporating healthy snacks into our daily diet, we can ensure that our bodies receive the necessary nutrients to thrive. Benefits of including healthy snacks in daily diet Including healthy snacks in our daily diet offers numerous benefits. Firstly, they provide a steady source of energy throughout the day, preventing dips in blood sugar levels and helping to maintain focus and productivity. Additionally, healthy snacks can improve nutrient intake, as they often contain essential vitamins, minerals, and fiber that may be lacking in other meals. Snacking on nutritious foods can also help curb cravings for unhealthy options, reducing the likelihood of overeating or making poor food choices. Role of healthy snacks in weight management and overall health Healthy snacks can play a significant role in weight management and overall health. When chosen wisely, they can help control hunger and prevent overeating during main meals. Snacks that are high in fiber and protein can increase feelings of fullness and promote satiety, reducing the desire to consume excessive calories. Additionally, incorporating healthy snacks into a balanced diet can support weight loss efforts by providing essential nutrients while keeping calorie intake in check. Moreover, healthy snacks are often associated with the Mediterranean diet, keto diet which has been widely recognized for its numerous health benefits. This diet emphasizes fruits, vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins, and healthy fats, such as those found in nuts and seeds. Studies have shown that following a Mediterranean diet can help prevent heart disease, improve brain health, and reduce the risk of chronic diseases. By choosing healthy snacks that align with the principles of the Mediterranean diet, individuals can further enhance their overall health and well-being.
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pluckyredhead · 23 days ago
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[But there were some weeks that Roy moved a little slower, talked a little softer. Weeks that he poked at the food on his plate, listless and uninterested. Jason knew those were the times that the past reared up inside of Roy and awakened cravings that no food could satisfy.
It wasn’t physiological, Jason knew. He’d done plenty of research on addiction: first as a grieving child searching for ways he could have saved his mother, if only he’d known how, and then again when he and Roy had started living out of each other’s pockets. It wasn’t the ghost of heroin a decade past curbing Roy’s appetite. It was just depression, as if that “just” made it any less pernicious.
They were in one of Jason’s safe houses in Gotham, and the black cloud had been hanging over Roy’s head for days. Now it was nearly two p.m., and Roy was still in bed. Neither of them were early risers, given the late night demands of the vigilante lifestyle, but this was late even for them.
Jason frowned into the open pantry. Roy had barely eaten anything yesterday. “Nothing tastes good right now,” he’d said with a shrug when Jason had pressed.
Jason took out flour, baking powder, and salt, and got to work.
Maybe it was the smell that finally coaxed Roy out of his room, or maybe it was just good timing, but he emerged right as Jason was turning the first piece over to cook on the other side.
“Is that fry bread?” Roy asked, sounding bewildered.
“Sit down,” Jason said. Roy obeyed, watching him in silence as the oil sizzled in the pan.
When the bread was golden on both sides, Jason laid it out on paper towels to drain and sprinkled it generously with cinnamon sugar. He carefully put a second piece in the oil before bringing the plate over to Roy.
“I can’t believe you made fry bread,” Roy said, a little line between his brows. “I haven’t had this since I was a kid.”
Jason knew that. Roy had reminisced enough times about burning his fingers on fry bread right out of the pan that Jason could picture it: little Roy, big-eared and sunburned, fingers and cheeks sticky with cinnamon sugar or honey as he angled for another piece.
But all he said was “You gonna eat it or what?”]
IT SAID 500 WORDS OR LESS & I EXPLOITED THAT I KNOWWWWW i just love this entire part soooo much tho
Lol taxing the ask character count to the UTMOST, I respect it!
But there were some weeks that Roy moved a little slower, talked a little softer. Weeks that he poked at the food on his plate, listless and uninterested. Jason knew those were the times that the past reared up inside of Roy and awakened cravings that no food could satisfy.
My inspiration for Roy's depression comes mostly from this heartbreaking page in Outsiders #45 (2003 series):
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(The other major source is, of course, his attempt at suicide by Killer Croc in RHATO.)
Roy is an extrovert who is very very good at masking, so the fact that he's even letting Jason see the depression - something he doesn't do for anyone else but Dinah and arguably Dick, although that was more PTSD than depression - is significant all on its own. He can let his guard down with Jason.
It wasn’t physiological, Jason knew. He’d done plenty of research on addiction: first as a grieving child searching for ways he could have saved his mother, if only he’d known how, and then again when he and Roy had started living out of each other’s pockets. It wasn’t the ghost of heroin a decade past curbing Roy’s appetite. It was just depression, as if that “just” made it any less pernicious.
Jason, meanwhile, is going to quietly do research on addiction and recovery and never actually say anything out loud to Roy. (Fun fact: Ollie did this in canon. What's that thing about how we gravitate to partners who are similar to our parents?)
They were in one of Jason’s safe houses in Gotham, and the black cloud had been hanging over Roy’s head for days. Now it was nearly two p.m., and Roy was still in bed. Neither of them were early risers, given the late night demands of the vigilante lifestyle, but this was late even for them. Jason frowned into the open pantry. Roy had barely eaten anything yesterday. “Nothing tastes good right now,” he’d said with a shrug when Jason had pressed.
Some of this may also be related to my own experiences with depression, as someone who usually loves food.
Jason took out flour, baking powder, and salt, and got to work. Maybe it was the smell that finally coaxed Roy out of his room, or maybe it was just good timing, but he emerged right as Jason was turning the first piece over to cook on the other side. “Is that fry bread?” Roy asked, sounding bewildered. “Sit down,” Jason said. Roy obeyed, watching him in silence as the oil sizzled in the pan. When the bread was golden on both sides, Jason laid it out on paper towels to drain and sprinkled it generously with cinnamon sugar. He carefully put a second piece in the oil before bringing the plate over to Roy.
I've never actually had fry bread so I read a bunch of recipes and watched some YouTube tutorials, trying to find recipes from Navajo cooks especially. Now I really want it but I'm intimidated by deep frying.
I always write Roy with a sweet tooth, hence Jason going for a cinnamon sugar finish instead of savory. Also, I love writing Roy catching Jason doing An Affection and Jason retreating behind grumpily barking orders. NO ONE CAN KNOW THAT HE LOVES ROY. ESPECIALLY NOT ROY.
“I can’t believe you made fry bread,” Roy said, a little line between his brows. “I haven’t had this since I was a kid.”
Roy does NOT know how to respond to being taken care of. I love his relationship with Ollie but I always headcanon it as being pretty much a partnership of equals even when Roy was 10, i.e. they were equally immature. Ollie was his best friend but he was not cooking Roy's favorite foods.
Jason knew that. Roy had reminisced enough times about burning his fingers on fry bread right out of the pan that Jason could picture it: little Roy, big-eared and sunburned, fingers and cheeks sticky with cinnamon sugar or honey as he angled for another piece. But all he said was “You gonna eat it or what?”
GREAT JOB, MAN OF MYSTERY, YOU HID YOUR FEELINGS IMPECCABLY.
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galaxyedging · 7 days ago
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Personal post TW:anxiety, depression, disordered eating.
I'm openly about my struggles with anxiety and depression. They stem from my ND conditions and my medical ones.
The one thing I'm not so open about is my disorder eating. I am a binge eater. I have a compulsion to eat sugar and junk food even when I'm not hungry. I plan my day around making sure I have access to junk food. When things are really bad, I will get stressed out if I don't have at least two different types of food to binge even if I have a large amount of one.
If I try to cut down on food, it is all I think about. It changes my moods. I become stressed and agitated. I can't rest until I eat again. I feel empty and starved even after food if it isn't junk or sugary.
I don't normally speak about it because I'm ashamed. I'm ashamed of my lack of self-control. I tried to reach out for help and was dismissed by my GP.
That was my rock bottom. That's when I decided to stop letting the battle overwhelm me. I stopped being ashamed and started being kind to myself when no one else would. I unpicked all my needs and health issues and put things in place.
For my poor interoception, 2-3ltrs of water a day so I don't confuse hunger and thirst.
For my ADHD: Ashwagandha to help curb my cortisol levels. A low dose of SSRIs to keep my serotonin up so I don't crave quick fixes.
I take medication and supplements to manage my medical conditions so I don't feel tired or sad and go for quick fixes for energy or to cheer me up.
I don't eat any of my trigger foods. (I've found that if I need a treat, ice cream doesn't set off my need for more sugar.) I prioritise protein to keep my energy levels steady.
I keep away from my usual 'all or nothing' mentality. If I slip, I get back to it as soon as possible. If I can't exercise, I don't let my nutrition slip.
Every day is still a battle. Some are worse than others, but I'm hopeful that it will get easier with time. Last time, I made it to 90 days without over half of these things in place.
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tr0ubledberry · 2 years ago
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Hi friends. I’m 21F and have been struggling with my body image since 2009 which led me to develop anorexia around 2014. I’ve been struggling ever since and have tried every trick and diet out there but have finally settled on my own so I thought I’d share it. First of all, recovery is a lie. There was a point in my life where I fully recovered but made me fat… it was nice not to worry about calories and all that but the pros outweigh the cons of an ED if done correctly. So think of your ED as a lifelong friend. In order to have an ED successfully for a long period of time you must go about it healthily. I know this is somewhat contradictory. I’m gonna include just some general tips, advice, and food alternatives. In a separate post I’ll be listing my favorite low kcal recipes so stay tuned.
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GENERAL TIPS
•Drink water before, during, and after meals. This is absolutely crucial.
•During this period it’s important to spend extra time and effort on maintaining your vaginal health, immune system, fertility, and skincare !! Really important not to neglect these things especially vaginal care >.<
•Calories matter but make sure to eat nutritious foods. Must have a good judgment on when to splurge on kcals or when to go for an alternative. For ex: splurging on healthy foods that are a lot of kcals vs unhealthy processed foods that are low kcal.
•It’s good to strive for 1200 kcals or less. If it’s a cheat day or you’re feeling lenient then aim for around 1600 kcals. Never ever go over 2000 kcals.
•if you’re a foodie like me then you *have* to find creative and unique ways to curb your cravings. Otherwise your mental health will plummet. If you’re not satisfied then you’re either gonna keep eating or be miserable
•Remember your brain needs at least 330 kcals to function properly so if you’re feeling slow or disoriented then definitely have a snack or meal.
•Best drinks to have are water, sparkling water, tea, and coffee.
•If you eat over your calorie limit don’t fret, it’s not the end of the world. Just either work out or purge. Keep purging to a limit and don’t do it more than once a day. Ideally less purging is better so keep it for emergencies.
•Using apps such as my fitness pal are great for seeing what nutrients you’re deficient in or going overboard in. However I’ve found I lose more weight when I’m not using the app because I’m thinking about food less. However everybody is different and I would recommend at least checking out the application if you haven’t already.
•Vitamins are your bestie too!! I take a couple supplements to make sure I’m getting the vitamins I need for longevity.
•Cut down on silly calories like sauces and drinks by using alternatives. Also you can pretty much find a low kcal version of anything these days if you look hard enough.
•If you love flavor then these simple things will help like ~ seasoning, low kcal hot sauce such as Tabasco or sriracha, soy sauce, etc.
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CRAVING ALTERNATIVES
•Juice or sugary drinks ~ low sugar Gatorade, fruit flavored teas iced with extra tea bags to give it extra flavor
•Soda ~ flavored sparkling water with powder or liquid drink mix such as crystal light strawberry lemonade drink mix
•Starbucks ~ just making my own mixed coffee drinks and sweet tea drinks saves so many calories
•Dessert ~ Gerber biscuits arrowroot (taste like shortbread), Gerber lil biscuits, cottage cheese, chocolate covered fruit or nuts
•Chips ~ Gerber’s Lil Crunchies Mild Chedder (basically cheese/ cheeto puffs), quest chips, or half a serving size of normal chips
•Ice cream ~ strawberry halo top
•Chocolate ~ alter eco or dark chocolate coconut fudge
•Mayo ~ miracle whip or vegan mayo
•Rice ~ cauliflower or broccoli rice
•Pasta ~ Chickpea pasta
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chibsandchill · 1 year ago
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The peasant dances in the pale moonlight
Pairing: Oliver Quick x Catton!AFAB!Reader (uses she/her pronouns)
Fandom: Saltburn
Warnings: Oliver, Grammatical and spelling errors, NSFW, MDNI, 18+, p in v sex, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, non-con voyeurism, degradation & humiliation, thoughts of death, Oliver needs a therapist ASAP, 
Summary: You seem to have moved on from what happened the night before, but Oliver’s left craving more. 
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Previous part  (Can technically be read as a stand-alone)                     
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Life on Saltburn moved on as it always had, but Oliver felt as though he was forever changed. How could he not when he had felt what it was like to be part of them, pure and unadulterated bliss brought about by being so wholly consumed. You had chipped away at pieces of him until his very core was laid bare but not even then did your hand stay. With each caress you showed him what to be, how to act, and he devoured every inch of attention. You had given him a finger,
 but he had taken the whole hand. 
It was not only his core that was revealed in the pale moonlight. Underneath those designer clothes and the easy smiles both you and Felix shared, there was a particular brand of cruelty. A certain sharpness to his words as you degraded him. It wasn’t about pleasure, 
not really. 
It was about dominance, 
humiliation, 
and he longed to feel it again. 
He found release like he had never before under the cruel ministrations of your fingers, euphoria as you whispered filthy, demeaning things in his ear with the same ease and familiarity as one would a pet name. 
Now his eyes sought you out from the shadows of the estate, eager to catch even a glimpse of that hidden part of you. Was it just him that you had shown it to? He held himself a bit taller at the thought. 
“Morning, Ol.” Felix slid into the seat next to him at the table. 
He instantly felt warmer. 
“Morning.” He ducked his head. 
Could he see the mark you left on him? 
He wasn’t just Felix’s anymore, just like the Earth belonged to both the sun and the moon, he sought to be warmed by Felix by day and be guided by you at night. You pulled and pushed and prodded at him until he bent under the weight of your touch. 
“Sleep well?” He raised a brow. “You’re a bit,” Felix gestures to his face, “red.”
Oliver cleared his throat. “Yeah, thanks. You?”
Felix shrugged his shoulders. “Couldn’t find my hairbrush. Venetia must have nicked it.”
The brush. 
“Must have.”
Images of how you had pushed it into him until he spilled himself into your hand played every time he closed his eyes. The noises rang in his ears even as Venetia and Felix’s banter started back up.  Oliver shifted in his seat, feeling his cock stirring in his trousers. He hid the brush in his room and sometimes it would catch his eyes and he would be transported back to that moment in the tub. 
He hoped Duncan wouldn’t find it. 
If that be his only memory of that night then so be it. 
It wouldn’t be, 
couldn’t be. 
You had given him a taste of belonging, of how it felt to be seen by something, someone, greater. It would be cruel, cruel even for a family of vultures, to open the door just a sliver only to slam it in his face when a speck of that warmth touched him. A man dying of thirst would drown himself in his desperation to drink, 
 and Oliver was parched. 
“Morning.” Farleigh slumped down in a chair next to Venetia. 
The Start boy nodded his head in thanks as Duncan placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. It shouldn’t have surprised Oliver that he took it black, as bitter a person as Farleigh was, but he’d imagined that a posh boy such as he would have milk or sugar, or sweetener to curb the bitterness. Rich people could afford to buy the finest coffee and add all kinds of things to chase away the taste. 
There’s a glint in his eye that sat wrong with Oliver. Did Farleigh see them? Did he know? 
A familiar sense of desperation blooms in his chest. It stings. 
Farleigh couldn’t know. He just couldn’t. How could he? His room was nowhere near Felix and his. Had Felix overheard them? Oliver knew he hadn’t been silent, but surely the walls were thick enough to drown it out. Wouldn’t you have told him if he got too loud? What if you had gone straight to Felix after and told him what happened. What then? No more Felix, Oliver imagined. He’d be banished back into the darkness. Thrown out like yesterday’s newspaper, discarded and used, and he’d have to go crawling back to Michael. 
Maybe he’d be even less than Michael then. Who would want to hang out with the person who got fucked by a hairbrush by his best friend’s twin sister while drinking his bathwater. 
A social outcast. Worse than before. 
He couldn’t go back to not having someone to speak to, to vent to and to marvel over. Tearing a lung out would be less painful than having to go back to staring at Felix from across the library, or catch a glimpse of him walking past his dorm window with the rest of his mates. 
Or maybe Farleigh was just a smug cunt. A shit-stirrer. 
Oliver spent the rest of breakfast waiting for you. 
But you never came. 
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No one seemed to question where you’d gone. 
No one except him. 
Didn’t they care? Didn’t Felix? 
“She does this all the time.” Felix had said when Oliver finally asked over the brim of his cup of exotic tea. The floral undertones and fruity aftertaste was as foreign to him as the silk that brushed against his chest, and the underwear that sat a bit too loosely to truly be considered comfortable. 
“Don’t you think it’s a bit… strange?” 
“Nah.” Felix snorted. His own cup stood forgotten on the garden table. “She’s probably in the library. Last I heard she found a new exciting book about some murdered knight from the 1200s.” 
Oliver let his head fall to the side. Felix looked particularly handsome from that angle, he found. The sun lit up his face in delicious golden tones and cast shadows along toned muscles. 
“Fun.” 
Felix hummed around the base of his ciggy before he threw it over his shoulder. No doubt a maid or something waited behind the hedge and had already picked it up before it could ruin the precious lawn. Oliver wanted to chase after it, to chase the traces of Felix on it. He’d inhale and inhale until his lungs turned black but Felix would be on his lips and death would be a small price. 
Did you smoke? 
Oliver didn’t see you as someone who smoked. Your room didn’t smell of it, or your clothes. Your pillow smelled of your expensive perfume –  the one you shared with Venetia – and Oliver knew how cigarette smoke lingered. First time in Felix’s dorm he had a coughing fit, had almost drowned in it when he laid on his bed, but it had been worth it because Felix patted him on the back, fingers lingering by the nape of his neck. 
His mind wandered to the library. 
Felix didn’t like reading. Not like you anyways. What was it in the library that caught your eyes so? Oliver was right here, did you not feel the longing as he did? Like a chord strung so tightly he couldn’t breathe without feeling it strain against him. There must be something. 
Were you fucking Duncan? 
Is that why the butler lingered outside the door, lapping at your heels like a man possessed? That glint in his eye when he caught sight of you… Oliver knew it well. 
“There she is!” Felix whooped as you rounded the corner. “Ollie was asking about you.”
Your face is blank as you look at him, the warmth you looked at Felix with drained away. “Was he now?”
“Join us.” 
“Oh, fine. Just for a while, though, I need to check on the roses. Mum’s gardener forgot to water them again.” You sit down on the edge of Felix’s chair, head lolling over to rest in the crook of his neck. 
“Get a new one then.” Felix said.
Oliver heard you chuckle. It was not for the first time he thought you callous, but Felix? He had only ever thought him clueless; sheltered. The sun provided warmth for all, it could not help that some strayed too close, but you? You were cold and glared from your high seat, and if they did not worship you as you deserved you turned the tide against them. There would always be another to marvel over you. 
They were replaceable, 
he is replaceable. 
Oliver realized then that he must carve out a place in the very stone of Saltburn, burrow into the very foundations so that you could never get rid of him. He must become the ground to which you always return. 
“Felix told me you found a new book.” Oliver said.
You groaned. Felix scolded you. 
“Yes, Ollie, Duncan brought it from when mum sent him to the Henrys’.”
“Wh-what’s it about?”
“A peasant addicted to sex.” You peaked out from under Felix’s hair. There’s that cruelty. Oliver shivered, and his trousers tightened. “He fucks and fucks and fucks some more. And then the king beheads him when he finds him in his sister’s bed. The end.”
Oliver gulped. 
“That’s… dark.” Felix flicks you on the shoulder. “Did Duncan really bring you that book? Fuck, didn’t know the old man had it in him!”
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Dinner came and passed, and the moon took its rightful place in the sky. It lit up his path as he stalked down the corridors to your rooms. For hours you had not so much as glanced at him. You had been inside him, forced him to release twice, but now he wasn’t good enough anymore? 
Oliver wouldn’t be a peasant. 
He wouldn’t be meek. 
If you would not give him your attention,
he would take it. 
All for himself. 
Him. Him. Him. Him. 
Deja vu hits him like a rock in the face. Your door isn’t closed. Through the crack he spots you, 
naked. Writhing on the bed with your hand working away between your legs. Moans spill from you, calling out to him. A soft sigh. He’s rock hard in his underwear. A roll of your hips against your fingers and he has to hold himself from moaning. Your eyes are closed, but you must know he is there. It was an invitation, but this time Oliver wouldn’t stop at the door. Wouldn’t force himself to stay and watch. 
Is Duncan in there with you? Looming in the corner of your room? Envy and jealousy combined in the pit of his stomach. He felt nauseous at the thought of wrinkled fingers staining your skin, tracing the edges of you like one would a beautiful sculpture. 
The door opens easy enough and then he’s there. He’s crossed the line – entered your space with audacity far above his station. 
“What the fuck!” 
You don’t bother to hide yourself as you hiss your venom at him. 
“Come back for more, did you? Fucking pathetic.” 
The words go straight to his cock. He doesn’t stop. His feet bring him to the bed where you’re still leaning against the headboard. You didn’t respect him enough to move. A lion staring down a sheep who thought himself one of you, who shaved his fur and mauled himself until he grew claws. Bloody and whimpering he laid himself at your feet, begging you to do anything, to touch him. Rub sand in his wounds, spit on him. 
“Just cuz I didn’t tell Felix about yesterday does not mean you can just walk in here.” You sneered. “You’re really fucked up, aren’t you?” 
The thought thrilled you. Oliver could see it in your eyes. He said nothing as he stood at the edge of your bed. 
“You’d let me do anything to you, and you’d thank me for it, wouldn’t you, you freak.”
“Not anything.” He protested, though the lie fell flat. 
You chuckled. “Leave.”
“Please.” 
He can’t let you go back to Duncan. Duncan wouldn’t let you do the things Oliver would. How could the old man keep up? Would he allow himself to be broken apart and put back together however you wished until he was your perfect toy. 
“Please.” You mocked him. “I feel sad for you, Ol, Ollie, Oliver.”
Oliver climbed into your bed, and you seemed amused by his bravery. 
“Go on then.” You said. “Prove me right.”
He fitted himself between your legs, eyes still staring into yours. Oliver lowered his head but refused to break the contact, and then he lapped at the wetness leaking out of your cunt. If it feels good you don’t let it show. Your taste is tangy, salty but wonderful. He could drink it for the rest of his life and never tire of it. 
You’re part of him now. And he’s part of you. 
Oliver flattened his tongue and ran it from the bottom to the top, snaking the tip in to prod at your hole, before flicking your clit. Your eyes flutter but you don’t shut them. Your lips remain in a smirk. 
“Is that the best you can do?”
Fire burned inside him. 
Dragging his thumb across your cunt produced a truly filthy sound, but the moan you let out when he used the pad of the digit to press down on your swollen clit almost has him cumming in his boxers. He flicked it. Traced it.  Experimented with shapes and pressure until your eyes fell shut, your chest heaved  and the smirk is gone from your pretty lips. 
His tongue worked diligently at the rest of you, lapping up the wetness no faster than more gushed out. Oliver’s face glistened with juices, and a stuttered moan was torn from him when you coated him with your release. It’s soundless, a sharp exhale before all tension leaked out of you – ragdolling in his arms. Eager to chase that high, you grabbed his hair and brought him closer, and he took his thumb off your clit, replaced it with his tongue so he could slip a finger into you. 
“Fuck.” 
His chest swelled with pride. You allowed Oliver to tear your pleasure from you, and he did not disappoint. He wondered which of you were the more eager for you to feel more pleasure, him in his all-consuming desire to serve, to press himself against you until he had ripped himself apart, embedded himself in your heart so that you would carry him with your forever, or you, who came so sweetly when he begged and pleaded. 
Oliver was about to press another finger inside you when his face fell on the damp sheets. His brain felt foggy, eyes unfocused as he searched for you. 
“Lay down.”
The command is sharp, laced with threat that send his heart rushing. He’s on his back within seconds, splayed out on your bed with hearts in his eyes. Would you tear them out? Grind it to pieces with your teeth, blood rushing down your cheek. He’d truly be with you then. But then you’d throw him away and he would have to offer another part of him, and another, until there was nothing left and you had consumed him all. 
He would give the last of him to you on bloody stumps and praise singing from his lips. 
“Hm. You’re bigger than I expected.”
Pride surged through him. 
And then you’re on him, grinding down your cunt on his stomach, manicured nails leaving crescent marks on his chest until he whined, shirt pushed up to his collarbones. But he doesn’t move away. He moved into your touch, arched his back to chase you when you left. And you indulge him. Blood wells up, and you dipped your head to taste it. it stained the corners of your mouth. 
Oliver throbbed. It was painful how hard he was. It felt as though he would tear through his underwear at any second, but then your hand pushed the fabric away and grasped him in your hand. Your hold is too tight, too dry but it tore moan after moan out of him all the same. 
Sweet relief. 
His heart sang when you guided him to your heat, and he never felt as full so that he might burst as he did when you joined together as one. To be inside you? Beyond words. Oliver felt as though he was floating. Did you feel the same? 
He would never let you go now. 
You were one now. 
The act itself is meaningless. The pleasure is background to the completion he felt, second to how he chased after your soul so that he could stitch himself onto you. He would tighten the stitches until they were seamless and no one would know who was who, for why did it matter? He was yours, always, wholly, all that he was was yours. 
He vaguely felt you rock faster against him, but your lips never pressed against his. You don’t seal the connection with a kiss. His spine ached, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. You licked them away with a throaty groan. You ride him ever so faster after that, fingers wrapping around his throat until he can’t breathe, 
but he doesn’t need to. 
You are his oxygen – all he needs to survive is but one glance. For the moon to see the Earth under the piles of bodies. 
When you climax, he does, and it is euphoria. Otherworldly pleasure times two. A golden string tugging and tugging until it snapped and left stars branded into his eyelids, scars on his heart from where it was torn out by your claws. He will forever bear your mark, 
but it wasn’t enough. 
Olive wanted more. He wanted you to take more. He was too whole, too alone, too cold, 
he couldn’t stand to look at himself in the mirror and not see you. 
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lionsongfr · 1 year ago
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Warrior's Way Snacks
Now this year is the lore it was mentioned that “We’d especially like to thank Arvelle for her generous donation towards our food budget”, and in the pamphlet for Warrior’s Way itself it mentions that “Food is available to participating warriors at all times throughout the course of the event.” So that got me thinking, what kind of food would dragons and beastclans eat during such an event?
Unfortunately, Warrior’s Way is during the summer and the heat can stifle anyone’s appetite- leading to warrior’s struggling to have the energy and hydration necessary to fight. Larger meals most likely would be served in the early morning and after sunset, and battles probably would be held off during the hottest middle of the day. But warriors would also need small meals and snacks to sustain them throughout the day. So, what kind of snacks could they expect?
Live Hornworms- a staple insect for insectivores, this import from the Mire is high in water and can be gut-loaded with either Fire Flower (for magic boost), Redblood Sapper (iron for blood), or Greenpod Bloom (calcium for bones and muscles). They are contained in large barrels with a cooling charm upon them, keeping the insects less active and from perishing in the heat.
Pickle Platter- while our most of our dragons do not sweat (I think maybe Light, Earth, and Ice dragons do), there are beastclans who definitely sweat. And with sweat comes the craving for salt. Pickled foods are high in salt, curb sugar spikes, help blood clot, and can provide the necessary electrolytes to relieve muscle cramps. The most common pickled foods are Basilisk eggs, Dubious Cucumbers, Wild Onions, Zeeba/Rambra sausages, Noxious/Leopard Caterpillar, and Kelp Beds Mackerel. Occasionally, Blacktongue Pepper is added for a spicy kick!
Cold Lume Daffodil and Spearmint Tea- every Fire Flight forge has a pot of tea cooling nearby in a large clay pot for refreshment. While Fire dragons typically prefer Cindermint, the cooling and refreshing combo of Spearmint and Lume Daffodil is a blessing on a hot summer day.  Peppermint tea may also be used for creatures having nervous stomachs for their upcoming battles.
Blood Red Smoothie- to many a Wildclaw’s sorrow this does not actually have blood. This smoothie combines Spinach, Blood Acorn, Strawberries, Blood Spath, Goat milk, and ice into a frothy, highly caloric, and nutritious drink. Sometimes it is easier to drink all of one’s calories than eat them, especially when it is hot outside. (Plus the Spirals brought these cute curly straws to drink them with!)
Cold Cut Wraps-unlike bread, flat breads can be quickly made and can be easily sized per creature.  Creating a wrap with cold cuts of meat, vegetables, and condiments makes for an easy to carry and customizable snack for busy warriors. Some favored cuts are: honeyed Featherback ham, smoked teriyaki Rainbow Trout, roasted lemon pepper Woodland Turkey, and spicy Flameleg Millipede.
Energy bites- the Longnecks are known for their Berry and Nut trail bars and the Centaurs for their Ration Pouches, and dragons have their own Elk pemmican tins and Cricket protein bars. Energy bites are a variant on this idea, mixing granola with a fat (Goat yogurt, Sunflower butter, Elk fat, ground Mealworm), Sugarbee honey, and dried fruit (Blueberries, Raspberries, Mushrooms, Butcher’s Fig) into round balls. The bites are then cooled overnight and put into bags made from Sweet Potato Vine (which is also edible), which can be carried about the event.
Shrimp and Potash Gazpacho- served by the cup or by the gallon (Imperial sized), this is a chilled soup for the seafood lovers. The base of the soup is the tangy and sour Miniature Potash Peach along with Cucumbers, Golden Peppers, and Wild Onions. And then anything seafood can be added to it! Most common is sweet Jumbo Shrimp, Pastel Scallops, and feisty Blue Swimmer Crab.
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raineyana · 6 months ago
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What is your normal grocery list? I’m about to be living at a dorm and I am looking for stuff to stock up on, I can’t really keep frozen foods though
i actually dont even cook all that much so i dont keep a lot of frozen foods either. this is my regular list when i go, usually weekly.
FASTING FOODS
okay so youre probably like. raine you arent supposed to eat anything when you fast. hear me out bc this is how i consistently fast a 20-4 schedule everyday, with a lot less binges than before, AND getting all of the benefits of fasting. and yeah, i still binge from time to time, but my binges are far less because my stomach actually cannot handle being fed over 1000 calories anymore, especially not all at once.
these are my ESSENTIALS so theyre pretty much the only things i consistently buy weekly.
cucumbers
chicken broth (0cal kind)
seaweed snacks
pickled ginger
tea (any, but i like trying new flavors ! my favorite is lemon ginger because it helps digestion, and green tea because it speeds up your metabolism. also a lot healthier than diet coke with the same amount of caffeine, also less likely to spike your blood sugar and kick you out of ketosis- which will make your cravings for food much worse)
...dont get me wrong i couldnt live without diet coke. but sometimes ill go for the healthier option.
why i eat these foods while i fast
these are foods that have extremely low cals and carbs (like less than 2 grams per/serving) so they wont kick you out of ketosis (which is the major benefit to fasting, where your body burns fat at a higher rate). when youre in ketosis, your body stops sending you as many cravings, which is why sometimes it feels easier to fast 24 hours after you last ate as opposed to 3 hours.
because i spend the majority of my time fasting, (and i would never be able to do that without these foods) i go through these items pretty quick.
but otherwise i only have to buy other healthy foods on a biweekly or even monthly basis, because i wont eat them as fast ! heres some things i rotate through depending on how sick of them i am lol.
regular food
built bars - essential for me. tons of protein, less sugar than other bars, and relatively low cal.
somebody on here introduced me to these and im soo glad they did. i dont remember who but if youre seeing this ilysm.
tuna creations packets - rly good for on the go, tons of flavors, lots of protein so they're really filling for only being 70-90cals depending on the flavor
blueberries + apples - so hard to over eat these two items, plus fiber
rice cakes - self explanatory
pistachios or sunflower seeds - great for curbing hunger, but im a little sick of them rn
a low cal air popped popcorn - i forget which brand i have rn, but its pretty good and has a lot of fiber.
chobani yogurt + yogurt protein drinks (50cal) - the fact that these r 50cals amaze me for how good they taste. the yogurt drinks are my favorite bc theres actually a shit ton of protein and taste pretty good without actually having to make myself a protein shake. the cookies and cream and peaches and cream are my favorites ive tried. good for breaking a fast with.
thats all i can think of atm ! sry for the fucking essay i hope this was a little helpful at least.
typing this out manically made me realize im a little crazy. i cant say with my whole chest that you should listen to me and my d1sordered thoughts, but i think everyone on here knows that already so... uh
please be kind to yourselves. take ur vitamins (even while fasting) i genuinely love you all every one of you fucked up bitches like me.
goodnight <3
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relentlessly-tired · 9 months ago
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how do I stop myself from eating? I hate looking like a pig but I always end up eating. I've tried gum but I always run out whenever I need it. any advice? thanks
Honestly my biggest piece of advice is DON'T stop eating. Literally, NEVER start dping fasts/OMAD. Obviously everyone is different and if it works for you yay, but for me personally fasting and OMAD has messed me up. Always led to more binges and uncontrollable eating bc if just make myself wait till i was sooo fucking hungry. And also I got used to eating rlly large volumes of food which even tho it was veg and stuff probably stretched my stomach out so the times I did binge it was way worse and also just in general took ages to start feeling full w small portions again. So yeah, anyway here are my biggest tips:
1- don't fast.
2- take it slow. Your body takes a little while to adjust to being in a deficit, so only slowly up your deficit every few days.
3- don't restrict too low. I've found much better results by eating 1k-1.3k cals and then being very active and burning 2k-2.5k cals a day. So a deficit of 1k or more. Rather than eating 500cals a day and only burning 1.5k cals (I'm short af might be different for u) and still being in a deficit of 1k. It's way more sustainable, haven't binged in a while, and mentally more clear most of the time.
4- protein and fibre. Yogurt. Fruit. Eggs. Cottage cheese. Chicken. Meat. vegetables. Eat those types of food and you'll feel way fuller for longer. I hardly get the urge to snack for hours after eating a meal now.
5- snack on low cal foods. Fruit. Carrots (my personal fav). Ham slices. My snacks is where ill let myself have a biscuit or piece of chocolate (roughly 150 cals worth). It stops the cravings.
6- don't completely cut out sugar, but limit it. This works for me. I don't eat sweeteners or sugar ever unless it is given to me, then I always accept and just budget it into my daily cals. Never drink anything other than coffee, water, tea. Your body gets used to not having sm sugar and it gets sm easier.
7- dont be afraid to eat at maintenance. Every few days after being in a large deficit, I always have a maintenance day and then the next day is lower than maintenance but still not as low as I usually go.
8- get away from the kitchen. Stop thinking ab food. Get hobbies. (The hardest thing for me tbh)
9- running completely curbs my appetite.
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