#or hindering it

[omgcatboi]

Just letting you know this belly has had his fair share of veggies and fruits

You can gain plenty and still eat healthy !

So don't turn down a deliciously cooked tender broccoli for another candy bar if you haven't had your share of healthy foods. My favorite snack is a mango, and my diet is extremely rich in garlic, onion, and tomato, which are all very good for your heart. Not to mention the carrots and celery I add to my super fattening stews.

You can absolutely meet your gaining goals with veggies incorporated into your diet. Not to mention, when cooked right??? Absolutely detectible. I've got a killer recipe for spinach fried in olive oil and minced garlic. That alone is something I can eat an entire truck load of.

Enjoy eating! It's about new experiences and nutrition, so branch out and try new things, it won't make you lose any of your progress! Not if you eat enough (:

Enjoy flavors, savor them, you can look in the mirror and admire your work later.

[aropride]

looks at the ethics board with my big wide autistic eyes and they say fineee you can do human experiments and i say YAYYY :3 !!!!!!!

[fefairys]

getting real fed up with my peers treating teenagers like shit. how did you forget so fucking quickly what it's like to be them. shame on you.

[kanonbea]

machine may we swap wings i need to feel pretty

[butchlifeguard]

we need to destroy the idea that girls should wear makeup. normalize bare faces on prom queens and flower girls and cheerleaders. no products at all instead of '7 product simple makeup routine.' no more 10 step skincare and regular facials and dermablading and gua sha just to be comfortable with yr natural face. i want to see eye bags on the funny librarian and acne on the swim coach and wrinkles on all our adult role models. i want to see a 16 year old girl that has never tried putting on eyeshadow. i want to see a 7 year old girl who doesn't have to go out and buy powder for her dance recital. i want to see trans women and girls everywhere to never have to wear makeup, regardless of how well they 'pass.' no more 'contouring to look masc' either. a post-beauty industry world is possible

reblogs are on but if you bring up the stage makeup point that i have addressed three times yr blocked on sight ☹️

[zivazivc]

my favorite barbie doll

[amielot]

unstoppable force, meet immovable object

Bonus: adding this alt dialogue gem because I liked it a lot. Even though I didn't have the strength to weave it in, it's canon in my head.

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[greenieflor]

Hey maybe a group of creatives deciding that they want control over their content and don't want to waste time and resources begging for ad revenue is like. A good thing

[mavigator]

i talked about it a little bit already but i have things to say about it. for context, i was born with amniotic band syndrome. the amniotic band wrapped around my left wrist in utero and stunted the growth of my hand. i was born with about half a palm, four nubs for fingers, and a twisted half of a thumb. i can open and close my thumb and pinkie joint like a claw.

yesterday at work i had a shift in the room with 5-10 year old kids. i had my left hand hidden in my sleeve (a bad habit of mine). a kid asked if he could see my hand, and even though internally i was debating running into traffic, i said “sure you can” and showed him my hands. he stared for a moment, looking disturbed, and then said “i don’t want to look at that anymore”. that hurt to hear, but i understand that kids are new to the world and he probably didn’t mean it out of malice. i put my hand away again, told him that it was okay, and that i was just born that way.

he then went on to talk about how he knows a kid with a similar hand to mine and called it “ugly”. i told him that wasn’t a very kind thing to say and that he wouldn’t feel good if someone said that to him, and he replied that no one would say that to him—because he has “normal hands”, and he’s glad he does because otherwise he’d be “ugly”. i tried to talk with him for a bit about how everybody is born differently, but he just started talking about a girl he knows with a “messed up face” and pulled on his face to make it look droopy. i went on some more about how it wasn’t very kind to talk about people that way, but the conversation moved on to something else.

i’ve told my supervisors about it and they’re going to have a talk with his mom. what i wanted to say is this: i’m genuinely not upset with the kid. kids are young and naturally curious, and he clearly simply hasn’t been taught about disabled people and kind ways to speak to/about others. which is why i am upset with his parent(s). i know he’s encountered visibly deformed/disabled people before (he said so himself!), yet his parent(s) clearly haven’t had any kind of discussion with him about proper language and behavior. i knew from birth that some people were just different than others, but my parents still made a point to assert to be kind to and accepting of others. i wonder if adults in his life are the type of people to hush him and usher him away when he points out someone in a wheelchair. that kind of thing doesn’t teach politeness. it tells children that disabled people are an Other than can’t be acknowledged or spoken about; which, to a child, means disability must be something bad.

i’m lucky enough that this was a relatively mild incident, and that i’m a grownup with thicker skin. i’m worried about the other kids he mentioned to me. has he been talking to them this way? when i was a kid, i had other kids scream, cry, and run away at the sight of my hand. or follow me around pointing at me and laughing at me. or tell me i couldn’t do something because i was ugly or incapable or whatever. one time a girl at an arcade climbed to the top of the skeeball machine, pointed at me, and screamed at me to put my hand away and wouldn’t stop crying until she couldn’t see me anymore. another time, a kid saw my hand, screamed at the top of her lungs, and ran into my friend’s arms, crying hysterically about how i was scaring her. that second incident made me cry so hard i threw up when i got home. i can kind of laugh it off now, but having people react to me that way as a child is something i’m still getting over. why do you think i have a habit of keeping my hand in my sleeve? it just irritates me to see children that have clearly not been taught basic manners and kindness—their parents Clearly missed something pretty important .

[blenselche]

He can't walk, he just had his boots polished.

[help-itrappedmyself]

Dead on Main AU

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Guys, I'm so sorry. But here's this!

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Danny blinks and he is somewhere else. He’s sitting at a dining room table, surrounded. There are so many people here. They’re all talking over each other, some yelling, some laughing. This scene comes as a great surprise to him, who -one blink ago- was trying and failing to do his homework at home in his room. Danny shoots up, his chair making a horrible noise as he pushes it away so fast it tumbles over. Everyone in the room turns to look over at him like he’s insane. 

“Oh my god, who are you people?” Danny did not mean to say this out loud, but at the sound of his voice he startles. Danny takes a moment to assess, and then, “Oh my god who am I?”  He is tall, and big, and this is certainly not his body, what is he wearing.

The boy sitting to the right of Danny, a little shorter than he is, with black hair and blue eyes (though now that he’s paying attention that does describe most people in the room),  starts chuckling lightly. “Uh, Jason? Are you good?” 

Danny turns to stare him right in the eyes. “What day is it?”

And he can tell the concern around the table is just ratcheting up every time he opens his stupid mouth.

“Did you hit your head on patrol?” The voice comes from the only blond and one of the only girls in the room, who's to the left of the person across from him. The person across from him is another boy with black hair and blue eyes who is studying Danny in a way that makes him uncomfortable, that under-a-microscope look that makes you feel like you’re failing at something.

“I have no idea if Jason hit his head.” Danny says. “I was just trying to remember if it was my birthday.”

And if he thought the room was busy when he first arrived here it is absolute pandemonium now. Everyone starts shouting and asking questions that he can’t even hear over the shouting. Someone with white hair in a suit just came through a door he didn’t even see earlier to stand by the only person not shouting, who -Danny would guess- is the only other adult in this room, witting at the head of the table. He also has black hair and blue eyes, and where almost everyone else’s reaction was panic, he froze instead. The person across from Danny also isn’t shouting, but the person next to Danny on his right has now fully stood up and looks like he might actually jump across the table to win the argument he ended up in. 

“Are you Jason’s soulmate?” is the main gist of the shouting that Danny can interpret but he’s more concerned with actual Jason at the moment. If they switched bodies... Then Jason might be in trouble…

“Hey, I forget, how long is this body swap supposed to last again?” Danny asks.

“Until you and Jason have physical contact. You have to actually meet.” The boy sitting across from him explains. He seems like one of the only ones that heard Danny talk, everyone else was still shouting. 

“Oh, that just seems terrible. What if we’re in different countries or something?” Danny complained. “Everyone in the world is just supposed to be able to drop everything and afford to fly across the world. The universe is really trying to screw people over now. Honestly, am I in a different country? Where even are we right now?”

“You’re in Gotham.” This voice was new, coming from the head of the table to Danny’s right. 

“Oh no. Nope.” Danny started backing away from the table, almost tripping on his overturned chair. “Absolutely not, no, how do I get out of here?” He starts earnestly looking for a door to get out of this place, but there are three doors he can see and he has no idea where any of them go, and doesn’t this room have any windows? What kind of a room doesn’t have any windows? Do they like to eat in a basement?

“Jason- not Jason. Uh, you need to calm down, everything will be fine alright, We’ll get you and Jason introduced no problem.” Danny swivels to track the voice and it’s the one who was sitting next to him, he’s walking towards him with his hands up and out in front of him. 

“I have to get home.” Danny breathes. 

“We can get you there, promise. Now, I’m Dick, can you tell me your name?”

“Your name is Dick? Who named you Dick?” Danny is so confused he’s stopped panicking. “How old are you for you to go by the name Dick?”

“Okay, rude.” Dick sounds like a petulant child so Danny’s estimations for his age are continuously dropping. “I’m 24.”

Danny snorts. “Okay.” The blond girl starts laughing over at the table. “I’m uh, I’m Danny.”

“Nice to meet you. Sort of. I’m Tim.” The guy from across from him had made it over to stand next to Dick. “There’s a lot of us here today so the one laughing like a hyena is Steph. That one there is Duke.” African-American, still with black hair but he has brown eyes and waves once introduced. “Damian is the short one next to him, and Cass was sitting across from Dick earlier. Our dad, Jason’s dad-” 

“Not my dad!” Steph interrupted. Tim waves her off.

“Everyone but Steph's dad, is over there, Bruce. Alfred, our butler is the one next to him.” Alfred gives a slight nod to his head. Bruce is just staring at him.

“So, names out of the way. You said you wanted to go home, where do you live?”

“Amity Park.”

[finnflann]

Motivational Jerry On My Whiteboard Planner . We’re getting a 4.0 with this one boys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[superkirbylover]

peppino and noise character studies

in this essay i will explain why i am the only one to understand these characters

[thatsbelievable]

[respectthepetty]

The Heart Killers' Colors Parallels? - Ep. 7

Before I watch the next episode of The Heart Killers in a few hours, I need to sit in my truth — as far as episode seven I am concerned, Style and Kant are a Red Rascal and a Green Guy, but they've been turning blue as they fall in love with Fadel and Bison, so they can help them calm down. Therefore, everyone is being tamed.

Kant and Style are best buddies who are worried about each other.

And they should be worried about each other since they are living the same life!

Several people have pointed out that Style and Bison get along because they are both brazen while Kant and Fadel are taking care of their younger brothers and willing to do anything for them. The characters are the same text, but different font.

Style and Kant's (hit)men are in love with them (and they aren't faking it as much as they would like to believe).

Which can be seen by Fadel and Bison being surrounded by their men's true colors.

But that's the thing that keeps throwing me off about Kant and Style because I don't think they've actually hidden their true colors. Kant is a tattoo artist with a record, a younger brother, and a fear of the water. Style is a flirty mechanic whose mom died from cancer. The only thing they've really hidden from Fadel and Bison is that they know exactly who their guys are - hitmen.

Bison, who carries his poison in his ring, gets a necklace from Kant.

Fadel, who carries his poison in his necklace, is presented a ring from Style.

Style and Kant not only know their guys well enough to find their balance jewelry, but Style and Kant are Bison and Fadel.

Or at least them-adjacent.

Bison and Style truly believe in the power of love while Kant and Fadel . . . not so much.

But Fadel and Bison don't really think they know Kant and Style because they believe everything that has happened was part of a con, which is why I think Fadel and Bison are making Kant and Style into (dis)loyal Blue Boys.

People have pointed out that Black Brooder Fadel questioned Red Rascal Bison wearing red outfits in the beginning of the series only to end up wearing a red shirt, but I want to take it further because I find it more interesting that Kant and Style ended up in a pool and a lake wearing blue with guns pointed at them by Bison and Fadel who were wearing blue and red.

It's fascinating that when confronted by these two fiery brothers

That these two turned blue in places that hold water.

Because I think that's the true taming!

We started with the heat.

But maybe we need to douse that fire (you see where they are, right?! bathtub, pool, eh?).

And a chill Green Guy and a wild Red Rascal only made the fire in Fadel and Bison worse.

But if we had two calming Blue Boys . . .

Fadel and Bison would be a hell of a lot cooler.

Therefore, everyone is being tamed.

[psychwarded]

The longer I exist, the more I realize I’m not built for this world or the way it works.