#weightloss tw

[ruinreigns]

going to make a genuine attempt to be around the rest of the week. new meds were doubled (appetite suppresants), and it has me feeling icky. worth it, though... I've lost 40lbs and have been able to walk without assistance for the first time in four years.

but yes! I want to try to be around. <3

[void-imp-archived]

random oc fact of the day

jeremy was a chubby toddler/kid. he was a really happy child too, but when he started in school he got teased for his weight

[alarrytale]

I remember those pictures the previous anon mentioned with Louis looking so scarily skinny. We know now that was when his mom was sick but at the time we didn’t. Makes sense with what Lottie said about Jay not wanting the family to say anything. I’m sure it’s weird of me as a fan but I look to see if he’s skinnier when we do see him because that clearly was a response to trauma. I’ve been here a while now and i remember seeing him like that another time when he was in the band. I can’t think of the year but he was wearing a green hoodie and while people thought he looked so good because he had such pronounced cheek bones, I kept thinking he didn’t look well at all. It’s good to see him beefier with muscles and abs now. With the alcohol, all the boys were very open with drinking while in 1D. With all the pictures and videos of fetus Louis drinking, it’s not an image thing. He definitely wasn’t a laddy lad then so it’s not that he’s promoting alcohol or using it as an image mask. He’s just continuing what he’s been doing since 18. Louis did talk about a time where he drank so much on stage he blacked out while in 1D, but he said he learned from that. I do find it interesting that last tour we saw him out constantly partying. This time we barely saw him out the entire tour, only very occasionally. Even in latam, we saw him out once or twice at a club (I can’t remember if it was the same night). He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. Absolutely miserable. Otherwise when we got the footage of latam after tour we just saw him swimming, hiking, motorbiking and then of course the partying after AFHF. God I hate his smoking though. It’s hard to quit, I know that from personal experience but I’m hoping he stops for so many reasons. We’ll see what happens after these festivals. I doubt anything will change for now but when he has free time, it will be interesting to see if he has any changes.

Hi, anon!

It's easy to see when Louis isn't taking care of himself properly or when he's sad and depressed. His weight has fluctuated a lot over the years. He was misrable during hay*or, and he was super skinny and pale in november 2014. Zayn was too at the same time, so i think that was due to exhaustion from touring.

November 2014 vs. June 2015.

I think we have to agree to disagree on the alcohol subject.

[druckkugelschreiber]

TW body weight talk

So after weeks of cleaning house for two hours a day (heavy lifting and lots of stairs) and then two weeks of sickness with terrible appetite, I have now hit under 70kg and I am thriving. Like that was my goal (not how I achieved it) but like a steady 68kg or below would be awesome. For reference I used to weigh 65kg but that was like when I was 20 so I’m not sure if that’s realistic but knowing my mom is build the same as me and is also aiming at 68kg that’s a good goal.

Now I have to really make sure I keep up the exercise (once I am fully recovered obviously) because just the feel of my body is different and I am really enjoying that.

Like that’s the important part here. I am enjoying how my body feels with the muscle I gained and the weight loss. Like I was tolerating my weight before bur I was unhappy with how out of shape I was, but now I am happy again and that‘s just nice.

Gotta find something low effort, maybe I’ll go running at first, now that we moved that‘s a lot easier

[pandemiceye4]

Over the past couple of years, I gained a decent amount of weight due to mental health reasons. After some time and help from my partner as well as my best friend with getting to a point that mentally I was ok, I finally found the motivation to work on myself and get myself to the weight I feel my best at.

[piggycyberwarrior]

Summary: After Task Force 141 got a hint that you gave important information to their enemy- the boys do not hesitate to chain you up and give you a taste of hell. You on the other hand are innocent but they do not believe you

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Platonic Task Force 141! x Fem!Reader (Simon Ghost Riley x Reader) a/n: pretty proud of that ngl.. enjoy guys love you!

Warnings: uhm this whole fic is basically a warning. Torture; Blood; Mental Health; Angst angst angst not proof read

genre: ANGST

+ 1,6k words

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6

You thought you were going insane.

Maybe you already were, but it was no suprise- seeing the circumstances you were in. Arms stretched uncomfortably backwards and up- chains rubbing your wrists painfully raw. The stress position Soap put you in wasn't easy peasy lemonsqueezy.

Tears brimming in your eyes at the thought. You felt fucking betrayed. You were fucking betrayed, for gods sake! by your own team- the people you cried with- the people that you loved more than yourself- the people you called your family. That one man you took a bullet for.

Fuck all that bullshit.

Those were the same people that didn't believe you when things got rocky. When some pricks pointed their fingers at you- they immediately treated you as an enemy. The same people that chained you up. The same man that made you fucking blind on one eye

Everything was a lie, apparently.

The cell you were in was shady- you didn't expect something different- i mean you just served the military for many years and did everything for your country- of course you didn't deserve something more decent.

In the end you didn't care. Just waited.

When Gaz interrogated you- you kept your mouth shut. What should you do? Lie? Fuck no, you had so much self respect left, even in this dehumanizing situation.

of course your facade broke often times- you were only human after all. And it hurt- you were in this situation before- tortured by your enemies knowing that you would probably outlive them anyway as your team would rip them apart in a few days.

But now- being here- seeing how your 'friends'- your family- spat at you with nothing more than hate made you feel even more miserable- knowing, that no one will safe you this time.

You cried- having panick attacks deep into countless nights-being triggered by any small sound that wasn't coming from you or that rat in the corner of the room. Yelling at them- telling them that you didn't do shit. They didn't believe you.

Spiraling deep in your thoughts- shoulders sore and numb hands from the stress position- still tasting a faint trace of your own blood-

the sensory of the dried up blood on your cheek was uncomfortable at the beginning- cracking everytime you opened your mouth- but it quickly got kicked to the bottom of your worries as Price's wodden bat flew into your face yesterday- tooth flying onto the ground as you spat the crimson liquid at his feet- earning another strike from your Captain.

Your Saliva turning pink with the blood, sticking to your chin- slowly dripping down- having no free hand to wipe it off.

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You were here for about 1 and a half weeks now- how'd you know that? because you could hear the guards mutter something behind that steal door.

You shivered, suffering from hypothermia, a consequence of being almost naked in this shithole. Simon himself stripped you down- ignoring your pleas and protests.

Simon.

The man you did everything for, took a bullet for, cared for and slept with. He was the love of your life- or so you thought.

You were never scared of Simon. Since the first day you met him- you were kinda drawn to that giant of a man. Always spawning in his near with hearts in your eyes- Soap always made fun of you- but he found it cute neverthless, he could see that Simon didn't hate you.

You stitched him up- knew his fears (being a therapists daughter was quite a help for having deep convos), you knew of his past- even if it took you years to finally break his many iron walls down

You saw his face- kissed his scars and showered him with your time and love- giving him your all- even your body.

You weren't in a relationship- but everybody knew that Simon 'Ghost' Riley liked you. Even if you didn't tell anybody from the Force.

In the end it seemed not be enough, as the same man nearly strangled you to death down here. At first you were desperate, scared- but you stopped pleading a long time ago.

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heavy footsteps shook you out of your trance- spiraling thoughts stopping for a mere second as you looked into his stone cold eyes.

Balaklava on his scarred face- making you inhale sharply- heart throbbing at his sight. The black paint around his eyes made them pierce through the dark even more.

The same paint you applied more than once onto his unique face. he looked beautiful in your eyes. Even after everything that happened.

You're in here since a few nights.- Clothes starting to hang loosely around your body- having not eaten in days.

"Simon-" you croaked out- voice not cooperating as it should- making you tear up. When did everything turned out to be like that? This nightmare? You flinched a bit- chains clinking softly at your slight movement when he came towards you- still not speaking.

He stared. Stared at your weak frame. The dark hole you were chained into- being in a constant state of fear- Anxiety pulling and clawing at your nerves.

You gritted your teeth- looking to the side with a defeated huff. Tears prickling in your eyes once more- threatening to fall as he watched you like you were a kicked stray dog. Maybe you were in their eyes.

"I-" you croaked out once more "I didn't do it, Simon, i swear" you whispered into the dimmly lit room- Still not looking at him. "I swear to god Simon, I didn't.." you weeped in silence as he just looked "Fuck why should I betray you!!" you screamed in frustration at his figure- tears falling as he only left- leaving you in complete darkness- letting you cry to yourself till you eventually passed out.

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Not even two day passed before he bursted through the iron door again- the loud sound ripping you out of your unconsciousness before he angrily grabbed you by your collar- hate flickering in those eyes that once held nothing but adoration for you.

"You fuckin' liar" he seethed through gritted teeth- behind that mask. Pushing you into the wall behind you- your head knocking against the brick wall with such a force that made you wince.

You could feel his anger. And you felt the danger that radiated from the man you gave your heart to.

His hands coming up to press against your jugular with a firm grip- picking you up a few inches into the air- chains clinking again. "Y'think you hav' it in you to lie into my fuckin' face" he growled while pressing down harder- you could feel yourself getting more lightheaded- gasping for air- choking for oxygen.

"Plea' Simon" you begged inbetween small gasps- scared what he will do to you. Hands tied together, wiggling in his painful hold like a suffocating fish- legs kicking to get him away from you- it worked- you gasped, trying to get in as much air as you could while your built up saliva ran down your chin-

he let you go for a second before his fist collided with your face. Hard- knocking the air out of your lungs once more "Jus' tell us the truth" he huffed, before hitting again- at first it hurt and then it burned. Your nose cracked under his fists-

Making you see stars and breath heavily before he took the knife out you gifted him for his birthday. Both your names engraved in it-

"'t will be easier for you" he said before popping the knife out of its sheath. "No, Simon" you cried out- whilst seeing the blade. "You don't have to do this" you gasped as he came dangerously close.

"No,no,no!!" you protested as he teared down your clothing, leaving you in a bra and your underwear. Feeling helpless as he teared down your clothes- ignoring your protest. The coldness of the room let goosebumps arise on your skin almost immediately.

He was quiet. That wasn't a good sign. You waited- staring at him, pulling at your chains as he looked at the blade. Fist tightening as he saw the little heart that was engraved into the hilt. Betrayal flushed his senses as he pushed the knife into your upper leg- making you scream in return.

Twisting the knife- hearing your agony but not stopping- he quickly hit you into your left eye socket with the hilt of the knife to shut you up. he didn't want to hear your screams.

Even if he didn't wanted to admit it- he was also teared apart- but his need to let his anger out was stronger - all the time he spent with a fucking liar- gave you his fucked up heart. All for you to be a fucking snake- a traitor.

He had to do his job- protect his family.

Another jab to the eye- hearing your muffled cries echo across the room- making you see red- the burning sensation was an ugly one. You couldn't see on that eye anymore.

"I fuckin' wish I could just kill you" he seethed before leaving you there in the dark- all beat up and bloody- head throbbing and surely a broken nose- making it hard to breath.

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You waited since then. Waiting for death to come. Waiting for Ghost to end it- but of course he never came back since then. Your wounds were starting to inflame- everything hurt and burned. Your eye swelling almost shut.

They all tortured you. Johnny, Kyle, John and Simon.

But they forgot something important. You were known for being patient. A fucking patient and stubborn woman. You waited. Yes you sometimes protested, and kicked and screamed and insulted them- but you neverthless waited for the day.

The day they finally see that they wronged an innocent. The day you would hurt them. Seek revenge.

Fucking. Revenge.

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[she-whodreams]

Im back fellas

[honeybunnylin]

Officially down 5lbs since December. I`m no longer satisfied by take out food, unless it's something healthy. We`ve been trying so many new foods and my diet has expanded more than its shrunk. I was so scared when we started that I would lose all my safe foods, but instead I've found foods I love just as much.

[c0mplex-heroes]

The grin accomplished nothing except to deepen Charlie's scowl. Still it is continually worrying how light Klaus is, she swears every time she sees him he's getting skinnier. Satisfied he's inside, she slams the door behind him still taking in the conversation as she clambers into the driver's seat.

"Hmmph I imagine there's a good reason for that. What did you do to piss her off this time? Sticky fingers again?" Charlie wouldn't be surprised. She'd learnt fast to hid her valuables around Klaus... Just in case. She didn't want to think the worst of him, but past experiences had made her wary.

"I figured. Fine, cheeseburgers it is." She sighs, starting up the engine. Noticing him looking in the back, she wonders which departed spirit he's arguing with. After their little stint saving Viktor from destroying the world, she wonders if it's Ben... But she doesn't ask. Leaving them to their argument.

Taking off into the night, she nods. "Good keep it that way. My car smelt of puke for a month." She was still a little bitter about it. Still she heads in the direction of the nearest drive through, playing to buy as many cheeseburgers as her brother wanted.

Grinning at her obvious irritation, Klaus didn't fight being half-dragged to the car. Despite the height difference, his frame remained light and bony. Spindly legs staggered his way to the passenger side door.

"Tell her!" he declared, speaking of Allison. "She won't... answer my calls anym--oof!" He fell into shotgun, landing with a huff. Head lolling against the headrest, unfocused eyes watched her circle the car, and get in. "Mhmm," he hummed absently, still puffing on his cigarette. "Sorry sis, no money today..."

"You might if you didn't blow every dollar on drugs. Maybe try eating a decent meal instead."

"Oh, shut up already," he grumbled toward the empty back seat. Of course, Ben barely looked up from his book. "I'm eating now, aren't I?" Seemingly unaware of his own eccentrics, Klaus turned back to the land of the living.

"Yup, no puking, got it," he said, giving a thumbs up. "Not like last time, I promise!"

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[juliafoxxx115]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING RN?

Do you want to be sk1nny?!

Use this inspo to get up and get those 10k steps you PROMISED yourself!!

[need2bthin4himx]

my motivations to lose weight!!

so i wont compare myself as much to others

so i will be able to always fit cute, small clothes

so i wont worry about my stomach

so people will like me more

so if a boy ever likes me ill be small and dainty for him

so people will be amazed at how small i am

so people wont even believe i can weigh so little

looking cute and thin in pretty dresses!!

summer/warm weather!!

so i can learn to love myself

so i can feel happy

so i will look effortlessly good because of how small i will be

so i can be guys' crushes

so people will admire me

so people will talk to me more

so people will worry about me

so i can be small and fragile

so people might be jealous

revenge on the guy who played w me (bonus!)

and also..

so i can workout without hating it

so i can be less hungry

so i will have more self-control

so i will be more active

so i will look good in photos and videos

I am determined to do this, even if I fail one day, I will get on track the next.

[knightsgirl]

Reasons to restrict/not binge

1. To have control over something. Life can get so messy, and change is inevitable. Let this be the one thing you control. Your body your weight.

2. Be motivated by the challenge. Get competitive with yourself and the race to weight loss. Setting a due date is a way to keep yourself motivated and focused on restricting.

3. nobody else is putting the fat on your body. It’s all you. You make the choice to look how you look. Change it. Go for walks and restrict.

4. You will LOOK and FEEL so much happier. Being attractive makes life easier. People pay for your drinks, you get compliments and stares from strangers in awe. It’s paradise. Being hot is the same thing as being a celeb.

5. No matter what you wear, you’ll look good in it.

6. Tip; think with the mindset of eating to live, not living to eat. Eating is a chore, it’s unfortunate. We do NOT like eating, but we will have a little to keep our bodies afloat. Eat to live. Never live to eat.

7. The relief of trusting yourself to get something done.

8. Tip; journal your emotions after binging. Describe in heavy detail how you feel and you’ll never do it again when you read it.

Be safe, be responsible, and happy restricting!

[hi-its-meg]

Getting closer and closer to getting my loose skin removed- less than 3 months now until surgery 🙊

I do think I’m going to want a second surgery removing the loose skin on my arms and especially my armpit area, but I’m getting a tiny bit of lipo in my armpit with my belt lipectomy so maybe I can avoid that second surgery, we will see 🤷🏼‍♀️

[the-ugly-ly]

can you even believe i’m the same person?? and that wasn’t even my heaviest on the right, that’s about 20-25lbs down. minus another fifty+ on the left

[laceand-bones]

besides everything else , it sucks being so overweight because you can lose 3 lbs in a week and it doesn't even look like you lost anything.

like, nobody is going to notice a difference until i lose at least 20 lbs.

but i guess that's motivation to just keep going .. one day i'll be beautiful and they'll all notice