#you get so much of the fatty bits and skin that you don't need much to feel satisfied

[luncheon-aspic]

Yeah it's technically Monday, but I just slammed some myself.

it's saturday...

that means it's time to get salmon slammin'!

(grizzly-bear-official is not sponsored by Big Salmon)

[alwaysfoggyqueen]

WEIGHT LOSS STORY

(needed to make my own.. )

220lbs/ 100kg: You're officially obese. We all know you are even if you try to justify that you're just tall. This needs to stop now. People ignore you, grimace when they see your rolls. You're invisible to everyone who isn't like you. Your doctor has given you the ultimatum speech already about your future and actions..

200lbs/90kg: You're starting to lose weight. Your family is starting to notice and congratulate you. You can't notice much yet, but you push through.

180lbs/80kg: Your clothing is becoming baggy, and you've made a few new friends due to your new weight loss. They might not be the most popular, but at least you're not alone all the time now.

160lbs/70kgs: You're getting closer to a healthy BMI. Your family is so proud of your new healthy life style. You have made even more friends, even if you havent been invited to a party yet. No longer being one of the fattest people in school has raised your confidence ever so slightly.

140lbs/ 60kg: You're finally getting the recognitions you deserve. The popular kids invite you out now. You may be the biggest in the group, but they find you acceptable enough to chill with. Your first party was amazing even if you're the only one without a date. But it's okay, guys are starting to notice you and your curves (since you're not a fatty anymore) a little now.. so maybe soon.

125lbs/55kg: You look healthy, built, and an inspiration to all. Your old friends envy your dedication and ask for advice. Family members all ask you how you did it. Your doctor congratulates you on your successful diet. You had your first kiss.. and maybe more. You feel empowered by your weight loss.. so why stop?

110lbs/50kg: You are skinny. There is no doubt about it. One of the lighter people in the popular group. Your family tells you how much of a twig you look like now, expecting you to stop anytime soon. Guys notice you and hit on you all the time now. it's the norm. Anyone could assume your athletic ability to be high by just glancing at you.

100lbs/ 45kg: You are light. anyone can easily pick you up, and many guys take an interest in that. Your family is worried, and so is your doctor as you reach a measly underweight bmi. You are the smallest of your newfound group, always getting free clothing that happens to not fit them anymore (and maybe they are getting jealous of you too..)But something inside tells you that maybe you can push a bit harder..

80lbs/ 35kg: You are bones. Your veins stick out of your skin. You are like a piece of paper. Your family wants you to get help, your popular friends think you're too thin now.. But you don't care. You are the smallest person in school, and you love it. Guys dont flock at your feet anymore, but the ones who do love your small size. Your doctor wants you to seek even more professional help.. because we know if this continues, this might be the last weight post there is..

[a-roguish-gambit]

LONG AWAITED MINI MUTANT BIOLOGY POST

Cause apparently you wanted this!

Gonna get the weird stuff out of the way first. So mini mutants. What are they? Technically, they aren't considered living things. more biological sentient dolls.

This is because by whatever mutant physics defying powers the x gene gives mutants, like for instance allowing a certain mutant to have magnetic control over metals that are not magnetic in the slightest, they don't have a lot of the typical organ systems most creatures need to survive including a proper respiratory system, circulatory system, complete digestive system, or reproductive system.

Their stomachs are basically a giant power source that directly turns things they consume into matter for repairing their bodies and energy. This is why they prefer carb heavy foods as they are largely pure energy and are easy to convert.

They also have lungs but these only seem to provide oxygen fuel directly to the energy conversion source and vocalization ability. They have a functioning nervous, endocrine, and immune system, aswell as a pseudo skeleton, as what makes them up are not tecnically bones but more enamal bone like structures. They also have a fatty muscular system of sorts, but this substance is neither entirely fat tissue or muscle tissue, and is a lot like soft silicone in nature as shown here.

They also have an integumentary system (skin, hair, all that) that is very soft to the touch, a lot like flocking on a plastic toy. The Kurt's are more like velvet and Beast feels like fresh terry cloth.

This all only works because they are beings of Pure radiant mutant energy combined with biological material. They can pack away so much food to fuel their core, sometimes three times their own weight in one day!

But if the energy gets significantly depleted they can become lethargic and exhausted.

And if it's completely depleted or blocked with like a power dampening collar, they will cease to exist.

If one passes on, their form returns to a blank doll form.

They can absorb some mutant radiation from others around them including other mini mutants, leading to cuddle piles

but full sized ones give off more so they like cuddling up with them a bit more.

That all folks for now I think! Hope you enjoyed this!

[und3rcoverchaos]

Some men are so genuinely emotionally stunted and stupid that I don't know how the hell it doesn't qualify as some kind of disability. Like, there should be a foundation for them, with fundraisers. We could make little flashcard sets that teach them the basics of understanding and managing their own emotions, and then recognizing and empathizing with the emotions of others.

We can also teach them that having low Emotional Intelligence, or EQ, doesn't immediately mean you have high IQ, rationality or logical thinking skills. Because many of these men are fucking idiots who can't even solve basic problems, much less more complex ones. They aren't some kind of media portrayed stereotype, either, where they are STEM geniuses who are socially awkward but saving the world. Your inability to move out of an entry level IT job after ten years or do your own laundry doesn't impress me, Kevin. And no, that slop of fatty meat and butter you call "keto" doesn't make you a chef, either, though I'm at least proud that you are learning to cook for the first time in your 30s or 40s or whatever indistinguishable age your skin, untouched by moisturizer or SPF, has reached.

There is nothing like watching a smug little manlet deflate as he realizes that not only do you know more about literally everything than him, but you refuse to be condescended to by some barely functional Marvel-savant who unironically thinks he deserves a "trad wife," but gets upset and starts screaming "gold diggers!" when it's reasonably pointed out that that means he needs to be a "trad husband," and provide for a family on his salary, and that means he better start hustling.

ETA: I may have been on a bit of a rant on this morning.

[copperheid]

So I've recently gained a lot of weight

I got put on medication for my depression. Because my appetite was low and I was a bit underweight for my height my doctor prescribed Mirtazapine

And he told me I might gain a little bit but it should plateau after a while and it shouldn't be anything crazy.

It used to be that I struggled to recognise I was hungry until I was starving, but I rarely got to that point as I would be satisfied with a small lunch and a small dinner so long as I remembered to have them. I didn't have much need for snacks or breakfast.

Now since I started the medication I constantly feel like I'm starving. That painful, ravenous hunger that distracts from everything else until it is satiated, but it's never pacified long. I feel like I have to have breakfast, lunch and a sizable dinner as well as several snacks or else I'll be suffering terribly.

9 months later I've gone from a UK size 8 (US 4) to a UK 14 (US 10) and I've put on 20kgs / 42lbs, and that number is still steadily climbing.

I've started going to the gym to try to burn it off as often as I can, but I just wind up even hungrier after a workout.

I'm currently trying to muscle through it on willpower alone but I feel so awful. Food is literally all I can think about when I try to restrict my intake to what I used to eat. I feel like my whole body is on fire. And it's not working. Even restricting myself to eating the bare minimum needed to function I still see the number climb.

And while I have liked some of the changes that came with the weight gain- like bigger boobs and actually having an ass and hips...putting on weight in my belly has been very difficult to accept. Buying new clothes every couple of months even more so. Seeing the numbers go up on the scale, on the measuring tape and on my clothes...seeing the stretch marks grow in number and intensity day by day...it's scary. I worry it might never stop and I'll become so big that I can't lead a normal life anymore. That I'd need to buy a second seat on a plane. That I couldn't ride a roller coaster. That I couldn't dance. That I couldn't walk.

I worry that people are talking behind my back, saying I let myself go, that I'm ruined now. I worry my partner will stop finding me attractive.

I feel like I never have anything nice to wear because everything highlights my huge belly. I'm constantly bloated and could be mistaken for pregnant if you didn't know me. All my trousers dig in painfully and I heave over the top of them. Shirts are too tight and ride up to show off my pale, rounded skin.

And sometimes I find it sexy, in a strange way. Like my body is changing and growing softer, and soft bodies are sexy...but then the shame creeps in. Like I'm doing something wrong and taboo by finding my own bigger body sexy.

I feel forced to be more feminine than I am - dresses and skirts are the only clothes I feel comfortable in. Everything else digs in too much, shows to much, or adds bulk that makes me feel even bigger. I was never a girly girl - I'm not even sure I'm a girl at all.

I'm going to Japan next week and I had originally planned to buy clothes while I'm there. I had been excited about all the different styles I wouldn't be able to get back in Scotland. Now the idea fills me with dread. They won't stock my size in any of the normal stores there. I'll have to shop in stores with insulting names like Moo Moo Girl and Hey Fatty Boom Boom.

Maybe I'll grow to accept my body with time. Maybe I will even be able to lose the weight somehow. But i don't want to come off the medication. It's been the only thing that's made a dent in my depression and I couldn't stand to lose that. Maybe I could even be fat and happy someday - better than skinny and dead.

I just hope I figure this shit out soon.

[fayamn]

Happy Siren Feeder

You, yes, can you help me? I am looking for the way to... Do not be alarmed, human, I'm a Marai... Yes, a siren is appropriate for you to understand. Quit flopping around. I am on a mission for my clan and... What? Oh I see, you're trying to catch me. Do not force my hand. You're sure you still want to? Well, swim at your own risk. The sea hold fearsome creatures, and I'm one of them! High Tide! Have a drink. You're liking my staff huh? Controlling tides is pretty nice, it allows me to fill someone not nice with a ton of water for example. You like it so far? Legs giving in? It's fine, never needed any, but I didn't have to lug around that much weight. Feeling bloated? I bet you've never drunk that much, especially at once... Let me empty your stomach for you! Tidecaller's blessing!

See, empty stomach, you're just fuller everywhere else now, meanie. Magic is useful isn't it? I can convert all the water you ingest into warm heavy lard. It suits you being this fat you know? I hope it helped with pacifying you, I'm sure you won't try anything with any Marai you meet from now on... If you leave home after going back to it even. Huhuhu yeah, you're more whale than human now, with that insulating blubber you'd do great in the cold deep. Wecome to the deep end, I hope you don't shed it anytime soon. What? I can't believe it, it's arousing to you? Defeated in mere seconds and doomed to an humilitaing fate, yet you're getting excited now? I guess I can humor you a bit, I'll have a bit of fun for allowing me to train my powers, even if it was a pathetic challenge.

All right, I'll climb onboard your rowboat. Huh? Doesn't matter, I can summon water around me to move around. Afraid to get your feet wet? With that much blubber you're bound to be pretty buoyant. Relax, ride upon the waves, and you'll get the attention of a whaler ship eventually. Now that I think about it, you might not be big enough to get noticed. A whale needs to be really big to be worth it right? So drink up. Oh yes, I'll force it down your throat either way, but I'll do it slower this time, so I can play with that in the meantime. Oh, so soft and flowy... Human skin sure is more enjoyable than scales. But I'd bet not all of you are this massive and heavy.

Look at that, even with your stomach filling up with water there is still a big layer of lard on top, it's still flabby and soft. I really did a number on you. Just one of your legs is bigger than my tail fin. I could easily fit into one leg of your pants, if one that size even exists. You're swallowing good. You better train that skill, looks like it's the only thing you're ever going to do from now on. Aren't you happy I've given you a body to laze around? I hope you'll manage. I wonder how everyone you ever knew will react. What? Getting pretty full again are you? That pathetic pleading look... The sea has no pity. You got what you deserved. All right... Tidecaller's blessing!

Here you go, human whale. You're even fatter now. Your poor rowboat is on the verge of capsizing with that much of a load... Your massive arms aren't of any use anymore. Look at your pudgy palm and fingers, you won't be doing anything much with those. Groping yourself are you? I guess you have a lot of exploring of yourself to do, after all I gave you that much more body to play with. Legs are so weird. If you were a Marai like me you'd still be able to move around easily, but I'm truly sad I'm going to miss you trying to walk after being filled with so much lard. If you even manage to row back to the shore with your new pathetic blubbery arms.

Well, time to part ways, fatty. My quest beckons, and my people are counting on me. Unlike you I do have more important things to do, and the appropriate body to do so. I was looking for directions, but I'll find my path. You seem already out of breath, I don't want to tire you any more, you would look even more pathetic than you already are, it would be awful... Or even more enjoyable for you I imagine. But I've humored you enough. If i stumble on you on my way back because you were too fat to row, maybe I'll humor some more, or permanently... Have a nice fat time from now on, whale~

[yeenybeanies]

I don't really have a Twitter that I use other than just for following accounts I like, but I see you talking about your hybrid au and I have so many Thoughts.

I imagine that leopardseal!Soap might tend to overheat more easily than others, with that thick skin and likely dense layer of blubber. He probably also wouldn't visually hold his weight like regular humans. He's super muscular but would likely be padded in a way that just makes him look sleek? Dense?

As opposed to a normal human who might get stretch marks/visible cellulite/sag. I just like the interesting biology implications a lot

But it would also do a good job of protecting him. If he gets slashed with a knife he'll bleed but unless it's like deathly deep it'll just be splitting open that yellow fatty layer.

I wonder if he can also pinch his nostrils closed. Though you did mention he was more or less human looking

Sorry if that was a ramble ^^;

oh please i love when people share their thoughts!! helps me build upon my aus & worlds!!

for sure seal!soap would not love the heat. definitely a bit more sensitive to it than the rest of his crew, & he probably sweats more.

as for his physique, i'm picturing him built like something between a swimmer & a strongman. so, broad shoulders & chest, strong legs, but he's not trim at all. definitely has a healthy layer of fat on top of his big-ass muscles. definitely looks Solid, that's for sure. the kind of person you'd bounce off of if you tried to tackle him.

tbh i think he probably Would get stretch marks––esp since his body gained that extra bulk fairly quickly––but maybe not cellulite so much.

you're correct tho!! the fat does provide a lot of protection from serious damage too!! better cushioning from blunt force & concussive damage, & less bleeding from slashing/stabbing damage! it'd take a lot to get him down & keep him down. that GSW to the shoulder in las almas? hurt like hell, but didn't really slow him down (so he probably took a couple more bullets to be hindered like he was).

& yes, i've had a couple of people ask about/mention his nostrils! he definitely can close them! a little ways up inside the nostrils are flaps of muscle that pinch closed whenever he needs to shut his nose.

i think i did mention that his hands & feet are webbed, but i didn't go much into detail with it. so the membranes between his fingers & toes, when relaxed, aren't very visible. they lay pretty flat between his digits, thus allowing them to move freely as normal digits would. but when engaged, the membranes snap up & go taut between the digits! giving him webbed hands/feet for which to swim Very Fast.

[sporco-filth]

Superhero to Superslob - pt 3

two stories in one day wow

Honestly I would have just combined parts two and three but I wanted them separate.

Synopsis: Jupiter is now well and truly a slob and it doesn't look like he'll be going back anytime soon...

"Ugh…" Justin sighed, looking into the mirror. "What's happened to me?" It had been, what? two weeks? since his last fight with Corruptor and so he hadn't had any reason to wear his supersuit. But lately, Justin had been noticing some… unexpected changes. His pants had started to get a bit tight and his shirts were starting to rise up to reveal a mound of fat that had formed over his six pack. Now, he was standing in front of the mirror, in his supersuit, trying to see if the changes were really that noticeable. They were. Supersuits don't leave a lot to the imagination. He ran a hand along the curve of his belly, feeling the bulge beneath the thin, silky fabric of the supersuit. It wasn't a lot of fat, but for someone who took great pride in his fitness, it was a shock. And yet… for some reason, he didn't feel quite as disgusted with himself as he expected. He quickly pulled his hand away and shook his head. No, he needed to focus. Who'd ever heard of an overweight superhero?

He went to the kitchen and took in the slowly accumulating piles of empty take away boxes. He'd been developing an insatiable craving for all things salty, fatty and sweet. Plus, he was struggling to find the energy to put in the effort to cook proper meals, and buying take away or junk food was just so much easier. His stomach growled. I can start dieting tomorrow, he reasoned, going to the fridge. I mean, it's not like I'll get rid of this gut in a day, so what's one more or one less in the grand scheme of things? He pulled out a frozen lasagna from the freezer and grabbed a bottle of beer left out on the counter. With his superstrong teeth, he bit off the cap and spat it onto the floor where it joined other rubbish he'd let build up. Justin's motivation to clean had taken a nosedive lately, but focused on sating his hunger, he paid the mess no mind. He plopped down on the couch and, focusing on his frozen pasta, he used his heat vision to warm it up. Soon the scent of baked pasta and golden brown cheese wafted through the apartment. He went to take a sip of beer and frowned. "Gah, it's warm. I should've remembered to put it in the fridge." Justin inhaled and blew gently on the glass bottle, his freeze breath chilling it to the perfect temperature. He dub into his meal, enjoying the feeling of the greasy carbs as they settled in his stomach. He took a swig of beer to wash it down and let out a burp:

"BOOOOOAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPP!"

Being a superhero, Justin's belches were naturally amplified. He chuckled to himself and patted his stomach. "I'll scare the neighbours if I'm not careful." He continued to shovel down lasagna, wiping his sauce-covered fingers on his supersuit and using his cape as a napkin. When he was done, he simply tossed the tray aside and lay down on the couch. His gut bloated with pasta and beer, Justin noticed the bottom of his belly peeking out from under his supersuit's top. "Boy, I really packed that away," he smiled. "I guess being a superhero means I've got supersized stomach capacity." He brushed his fingers along the slither of uncovered skin, feeling oddly proud of himself.

Meanwhile, at the junkyard, the Corruptor and Glob watched on their monitor. "It's working!" the Corruptor cheered. "Look at him! He's becoming a fat slob!" "This seems to be confirming my theory," Glob jotted down some notes. "You see, my preliminary tests had suggested the ray might have a mental effect on the victim." "A mental effect? I thought it just weakened Jupiter?" "Yes, but it also weakens his mental strength, his ability to resist temptation. It seems it's reducing his ability to make good judgements when one of the options gives instant gratification and the other requires hard work." "What does that mean for us?" Glob smirked. "I think it means pretty soon, he'll start to enjoy being a lazy slob so much that he won't be able to stop himself." She looked at the monitor and saw Justin reach out for a pack of lollies which he proceeded to pour down his gullet. "Maybe it's already too late for him… Shall we start the ambush soon?" "No, no…" the Corruptor said, rubbing his chin pensively as he watched Justin make a pig of himself. "I was impatient before, but watching what we've achieved, I wonder if perhaps we had the wrong tactic. It seems we might not even need to strike." "We won't?" The Corruptor grinned. "No. I think Jupiter might bring about his own demise all on his own…"

[flayote]

I'm just starting out tanning and I currently cut the heads and feet off of my pelts because I'm afraid I'll mess up skinning them. And I fully intended to wait until I have more experience to try it, but.

I just got a possum in perfect condition and I've gotten super attached to him and I really want to keep his full pelt. I've been really happy with my tanning attempts so far, but am I overconfident? If I try to tan his full pelt will I ruin him? I know this is a bit of a strange ask haha but what would you advise? Should I just stick him in the freezer and wait until I know I won't mess it up? Exactly how tricky are faces and feet to skin, flesh, and tan?

go for it!! you may not skin the face and feet out perfectly the first time, i sure didn't, but if you're careful and take your time it's pretty unlikely that you'll totally ruin them. those parts are indeed a little more tricky to skin than the rest of the body but i wouldn't say they're super difficult in general. once you've done a few sets of heads and feet and learn the basic principles, it comes as naturally as the rest.

go slow, keep tension on the skin, and keep your cuts close to the bone. i have a skinning tutorial here that covers skinning the head and paws, and another tutorial here on skinning squirrel paws with more tips on handling those smaller, longer toes. also have a video here skinning out mink toes. i will say opossum toes are some of the more difficult ones, i still have a bit of trouble with them sometimes myself because they need a lot of force to pull the skin down which can lead to tearing if you're not super careful. and the final joint where you separate the claw from the rest of the toe at the end isn't as obvious as with other animals. usually what i do is, when i know i'm reaching that last joint, i'll take my little pliers and grip that last toe bone as close to the joint as i can, holding the end of the toe/claw firmly with my other hand, and twist it off rather than trying to cut in between the joint. that said, if you find yourself struggling with the toes, you don't have to skin them out all the way down to the claw. opossum feet are small enough that they'll preserve just fine if you leave the toe bones in. you just want to make sure you skin down the palm, to at least the first joint of the toes, so that you can flesh out the fatty foot pads.

as for the face, i have a tutorial for face prep here, and a video here. for opossums, don't worry about turning the ears all the way out to the edge, just go far enough that you can flesh off the excess tissue on the base of the ear. the face is a bit more difficult to flesh since you can't just scrape the tissue off like you can on the body, you need to slice it away with a sharp blade, but most of it can be done after pickling so you can really take your time. here is a tutorial by stardusttaxidermy that shows fleshing the face with a scalpel. i personally find a skife to be super helpful when cleaning up the face, but it does take some getting used to. whatever tool you use, it helps to keep your fingers of your other hand on the fur side, pressing up against the spot you're fleshing so you can better feel how much pressure you're applying with the blade and reduce the chances of going too deep and cutting a hole.

if you have your heart set on this opossum turning out perfect, i'd say keep him in the freezer while you practice with other animals you're not as attached to until you feel confident. but i don't think you will totally ruin him if you give it a shot; holes can be sewn, and if you're not going to mount him then it's no big deal if the face isn't perfect taxidermy quality. honestly i think he'll give you more trouble when it comes to degreasing than skinning his head and feet lol, at least that's how it was for me. good luck!

[damnfandomproblems]

Posting one compilation of replies in regards to Fandom Problem 5203, and ensuing replies.

Anon:

Re: 5203 some of you are have quite the “piss on the poor” moment. That anon was literally harassed, a commissioner asks for their oc to be drawn, anon said no, commissioner proceeds to tell everyone anon is fucking fatphobic. Learn to read. Also dying at 30-40 when you’re like 500 lbs is just unfortunate reality.

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Anon: (in response to this ask)

No it doesnt but do you wanna count how many fat positivity activists have died around that age because they've convinced themselves its okay to be obese and that they shouldn't try to be healthy or lose weight, or should i? And I don't feel entitled to peoples money. I was confused as to why they commissioned me of all people in the first place. Go ahead and give someone else your money. You cant guilt trip me into drawing fat characters with the "they exist and people draw them" argument. I am very well aware of that fact due to the fact that i have been fat before. Not just chubby, but literally over obese. You don't get to make me feel guilty for not wanting to draw something i view as harmful, something IVE LIVED THROUGH, just because you want to feel justified in harming yourself. I hope you get better and treat yourself better instead of giving up and allowing yourself to wallow in misery.🫰

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Anon: (in response to this ask)

No ones saying you can't have an unhealthy lifestyle when you are skinny, being under weight and not taking care of your body's needs is not healthy . Most of your weight is probably muscle. Not all fat is bad and if your are doing sports you need a bit of fat or else its gonna eat at your muscles. The human body cannot live without fat. But only having fat? Being a hundred pounds over? two hundred pounds over? And its aaall fat? Look I don't agree with a lot of weight loss culture. It's greedy and predatory and often has unrealistic expectations. But just watching your portion sizes, cutting down on fatty meat, eating more veggies, and filler if your body can handle it, cut down on sodas and candy and just taking a 3 mile walk every day you can, fix your sleep schedual, will do so much to improve your health. You may not lose all your weight and it will be hard at first, but you will feel a difference. You just feel better as a human being when you are taking care of yourself. The biggest reason people give up on weight loss is because they want instant and lasting changes. And you cant have both without keeping up with the effort. You didnt gain all your weight in a few months, so you cant expect to lose it in a few months. You have to put in the effort to find a lifestyle that works for you and that you can keep up with. It takes years and patience and self control. And its hard work. A lot of people arent used to living like that. Its legitimately life changing. You have to change, you have to change your life in order to lose weight and keep it up. Its the same for underweight people too. Its hard on them too.

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Anon: (in response to this ask)

I am the one that said im skinny now. Skinny does not mean unhealthily underweight. I'm not skin and bones but I don't have much belly chub now(some people can't help that though due to genetics). I walk a lot so my thighs have a lot more weight to them. I can move around freely and have more strength and stamina and honestly feel better than even when i was a child. I'm not starving myself to the point i can barely keep myself alive okay.

Anon:

"Lack of attraction towards fat people stems from nazi Germany" Just gonna point out that it's not a good look to say this, then have a post on your blog (among other things) that say "Turks deserve to be called donkeys." I dunno. I just see a bit of hypocrisy there. If you're not trolling and you legit think all this stuff, pleeease get offline and find a means to scrub it from your brain.

[koifishart]

I want to be Your Koi Fish - Nine Tails

Warning: +18 content, criminal underworld, intercourse, strong language - and so on

Fanfiction based on: "Baki" by Itagaki Keisuke

>4<

She could walk normally again! She could eat meat again! And most importantly ... she could hug her loving husband, whom she made him wait for eight long months. Kaoru had her clothes with him, and even remembered how much she loved ramen! With great joy again, after a long separation, Hanabi cuddled against his warm torso, letting him embrace and kiss, returning the caresses. Entering the apartment, she looked in the large mirror in the recess above the shoe cabinet. Something didn't match her own reflection. She decided to check her fears. Hanabi locked herself in the bathroom, uncertainly standing on the scales, waiting impatiently for the result. It finally showed up. She froze, hurriedly stuffing the glass device under the cupboard and even running out of the room. She ran to the cupboards in the kitchen. Remembered perfectly well that before they left for Akita's house, she had seen a full jar of chocolate. She reached for it and a large metal spoon. Sank a bit into the leather couch, tugging her legs up under her. She began to eat when her husband left the bedroom with unbuttoned shirt. She felt the mattress fall beside her, and his arm wrapped around.

- How much this time? - he asked bluntly.

- 10 kg. - She replied feeling tears under her eyelids. - Only skin and bones ... No wonder, it's hard to eat 6000kcal from just tofu and rice, especially with a stomach the size of a thimble.

- How much?! - he was surprised. - I have never seen you eat so much in my life!

- I consumed most of my food when you were out. Rationally unfolded it does not look so ... terrible. - she explained, leaning her head against him helplessly. - To make up for that, I'll have to eat 10,000!

In response, he just looked at her uncertainly. Most likely she didn't seem capable of overeating that much.

- I'm a hypermetabolic. I mean ... my body processes and uses energy very quickly. To store anything, I have to eat A LOT. - she said, sliding the spoon into the nut-scented mass. - That's why I'm so skinny. It's mainly by construction. Rarely, VERY, there are women with such a highly mesomorphic* composition. My body isn't very good at storing fat, and I must have it for my health.

The chocolate jar was slowly coming to an end and she was staring at him bright green eyes, hastily scribbling a plan to get back into shape quickly.

- You won't get away with it this time, Hanayama. - she muttered, licking the spoon. - You have to help me.

- In what?

- To quickly make up for lost muscle mass, I need a really big challenge, and it's hard to get bigger than you. - she explained, leaving a sweet smear on his nose.

- We've already talked about it, Hanabi. No way. - he replied imperturbably. - I don't want to hurt you by accident.

- Ueda's not fit! I need to gain 10 kg of dry meat! - she moaned, putting the jar on a low table, kneeling beside her husband pleadingly. - It's just a sparring ... baby ...

She clung to him with the expression of a sweet puppy. It always worked for father, and being in a fox's body probably only sharpened her ability. Rarely she asked him for anything, he had to soften up. He was holding on tough at first, but it took only a few blinks for her to finally hear a heavy sigh.

- Well ... okay ... - he muttered, taking off his glasses and setting them down next to the jar.

- Thanks! - she squealed happily, lunging at him with a juicy kiss.

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He thought. In fact, Hana looked a bit different than the rest. At first he noticed an eye-catching, typically female layer of fatty tissue that tantalizingly rounds the figure, but when he looked more closely, especially when comparing, there was less of it than the others. During periods when she exercised and ate more, she became tougher, but also much more ... angular? He wasn't sure how to put it, but he was sure that the previously healthy layer of fat was declining at an alarming rate, only to come back at some point, politely covering the muscle mass. But it has never been too much.

Kaoru didn't believe he agreed. After all, this is a completely unrealistic, irresponsible and unreasonable idea! She was three times smaller than him, one blow is enough to kill her on the spot! Nevertheless, the word was spoken, and she wouldn't let him finish. She sucked on with sweet lips while brushing his purple shirt with hands. Lost. He missed her, the more willingly he took advantage of the moment when no one disturbed them. Her hot body again resisted nothing he was doing, and she wanted more and more. After all, he didn't even notice when they fell asleep, cuddled against each other.

The next morning he woke up in front of her. Hanabi was still sleeping with her head on his shoulder, hugging his broad torso. He reached for his phone to check the time, and the date flashed right below it. Because of all this, he hadn't even noticed that it was April again, and with it - the birthday of young Mrs. Hanayama. He smiled to himself as he brushed back her hair and stroked the pale, tattooed back with his fingertips. She turned head yawning mightily. Even though she was only now legally an adult, he felt as if she had been long, since he had married her. She turned out to be surprisingly mature for her age, but maybe the process is actually faster in women? He had heard about it somewhere ... probably on TV. He awoke from his reverie to see pale green eyes staring at him. He missed that blissful expression on her face so much, the endless morning calm, the warm smile. She reached her hand gently to the slit cheek.

- Good morning, my bear. - she muttered sweetly, running her fingers along the cuts.

- Good morning, sweetheart. - he replied, kissing her. - I wish I had the whole day for you today, but I'm kidnapping you in the evening. We have to celebrate your birthday.

- Don't be offended, dear, but ... sisters have already invited me. - she replied with a contrite face. - I got the message yesterday on way home. I was so exhausted, forgot to tell you. They came here on purpose, especially Yui. Will it be a big problem if we postpone the joint exit until tomorrow?

- No. Of course not. - he muttered sluggishly, tucking a drooping strand behind his ear. - Are there any specific plans?

- I'd like to know too. - she shrugged. - They just said that they would take me SOMEWHERE and that it would be fun. Maybe they organized a simple binge. Or what...

Kaoru didn't like the idea very much, but he had nothing to argue with. He respected his sisters-in-law, believed that they wouldn't hurt youngest sister, and Hanabi wasn't a meek one either. Nevertheless, all day he wondered if she was okay. After all, he hardly knew what to expect, it bothered him. To ease his nerves, he pulled out the Tokkutai gang chief for a drink, as was their custom once a week. They had drained the entire bottle and had talked about a few things as night fell. He looked at the phone. Long after 22:00 and she gave no sign of life. He didn't even find a short message, not a word. Remembered what she had said in the morning: some kind of drink party... Kaoru had never seen his wife drink too much, but who knows? He couldn't concentrate. The foreboding had effectively clouded his mind. He had to go for a walk, immediately. Chiharu didn't even ask, he moved half a step behind him, with a brisk, but a bit unsteady step. He didn't expect to find her, and yet on one of the bridges he passed, the highest in the area, if he remembered correctly, three silhouettes loomed for him, illuminated by the glow of nearby lanterns. As they got closer, he noticed a fourth one, sitting on the railing, with her back to the river that ran into the bay. It chilled him, especially since it looked like they were going to push her away. He judged hurriedly, straining his whiskey-overloaded brain - it could have been up to 30 meters to the surface of the water! Quickened his pace, Shiba behind him, much more steadily. Looked sober. Hanayama returned to himself in seconds, seeing the tiny, slim figure being pushed straight down despite protests. He got to his sisters-in-law, arousing their considerable surprise.

- Are you crazy ?! - he was indignant in no joke.

- Oh take it easy, Kaoru-san ... - Ayame sighed intensely ruddy.

- She'll be fine! - The redhead chirped happily next to him, then looked at his companion. - Oh, evening, Chi ...

- SHIZUKA !!! - they heard a scream from below.

He was so concerned about his sisters-in-law that he forgot about his wife. He rushed to the railings, looked down. All he heard was a splash. She was nowhere to be found. Next to him stood a terrified blonde-haired friend and a red-haired woman.

- Oops ... here you go, I was a good ten meters wrong. It usually doesn't happen to me. - she said, too casually for his taste. - The rope is too long ...

- I think you gotta get her out. - Yui judged, looking the only sober one in the company.

- Leave it, Kitsune can handle it. - The blonde grunted, throwing her loose hair.

She was a little right, but he wasn't sure if Hanabi could do it in her present state. Weakened, thinner, still not quite "home", after eight months in the body of a small fox ... He looked down again. In the darkness surrounding the lower half of the bridge, it was hard to see, except for the tiny sequins sewn into the collar of her blouse, reflecting over and over again. He breathed a sigh of relief. She was climbing with astonishing speed, before they noticed, she was standing in front of them, completely drenched, with a fierce expression on her face, looking at the redhead.

- But honey, you're fine, aren't you? Don't pout! - the sister said meekly. - Mistakes happen. Maybe we'll go for sushi? My treat.

In response, Hanabi spat the entire contents of her mouth, shooting a tiny fish in the lovely face, eventually writhing on her hands decorated with long, colorful nails.

- Here, your sushi.

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She was really hoping for something as down-to-earth and downright downright as having a bottle knocked down together under a bridge. She would have come home hacked, barely on her feet, maybe not at all, she would have had a huge hangover in the morning, and Kaoru probably wouldn't have been happy with her condition, but that would have been enough for her. She had enough emotional memories from several previous "birthday meetings", which made her willing to let go of ideas such as barefoot climbing to the highest peak in the area for a birthday present, or sparring in other difficult conditions, for example in jelly. As it turned out, however, a birthday without a threat to life is not a birthday, from the very birth. Probably just because it looked so innocent on the SMS, she agreed without hesitation. She missed them, and even if she only had to see the sisters for a few hours, it always paid off. They kept her in sweet ignorance until the last moment. Even took her to the pub! They sat there for a good few hours, reminiscing about the old days, eating cake. Thanks to this, she knew that she would never be persuaded to buy colorful drinks again. From the amount of sugar in the liquid it scratched in her esophagus until she returned home, when she finally gargled her throat with pure mineral water. She was about to return when, allegedly taking her a bit away, they stopped on the bridge, Ayame spoke, and Shizuka nimbly, imperceptibly tied the end of the elastic rope to her leg. Plucked, she hid it all the time in a bag! The situation would have been hilarious and tempting, were it not for the blood alcohol concentration and the slight fact that it was hard for her to walk upright, even sober. Eight months she was forced to run on all fours, much less! When they pushed her away, happily wishing all the best on her first day of legal adulthood, she felt like grabbing them all and taking them with her for their perfidious cheating. Ayame would probably grumble all the way back, that she had been arranging her hair for half a day, Shizuka cried over the elaborate makeup. Only Yui would get the context, although who knows. Eventually, Hanabi ducked her head down into the cold water. A creamy, thin T-shirt with a black, sequined collar and dark jeans were a hell of a lot. Not to mention leather ankle boots. It is not enough to suffocate. How was she going to get home like this? What was she going to tell her husband?! "The party has moved to the pool"?! She climbed that damn rope, stood steadily on the bridge, spit angrily in her sister's face ... and pounded. She felt water dripping from every inch of her clothes, body, and after a while muscular arms, squeezing out more liters of moisture. Next to Hanayama was standing, as sheepish as she was, Chiharu, still in his immortal purple jumpsuit and tabi boots.

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*mesomorphic structure - a silhouette characterized by good muscles and a low level of adipose tissue, similar to the shape of an hourglass; quickly builds muscle and loses body fat;

[hwajin]

Hey, saw your post and I love skin care (though I have a long way to go to know my stuff lol)

just for context, my skin is mixed (?). It used to be really oily, and my pores were normal-to-big, especially on my cheeks, nose and forehead. The thing is that this oil came from my skin being really dry, which made it produce more oil to compensate it. Also, I leve in Brazil and it's always hot in here, so I sweat a lot, and naturally end up producing more sebum, so even now that my skin is more balanced, I still have days in which I get pretty oily. If it's colder, I get drier.

With that being said, I think that are two things that you should pay attention: Cleanser and Hydration.

For cleanser, I can say FOR MYSELF, that dry skin/sensitive skin works better on me. My skin isn't really SENSITIVE, but it can get dry easily if I use cleansers that are too strong, and this ends up sensitizing it a bit. I don't like Squeaky Clean on my face or things that are too refreshing, like mint-feeling. So I use a cleanser that doesn't give me any of that. It's way more creamy in the sensation, and I love it (but it's from brazil, so I won't recommend it to you. There must be lots of other products in your country that would do it for you if you keep that in mind)

One thing that IS your friend is OILS. Every dirt in your face has at least some proportion of 'oil', cuz it's hydrophobic. This means you'll need something hydrophobic to get it out eventually AND/OR a product that will control the size of pores/the amount of sebum you produce.

I have a facial soap (no idea if that's how I should say it, but that's what it is lol) and a cleansing oil from hadalabo (the yellow one). For the cleansing oil, I recommend you sit it in your skin for a few minutes, so it can dissolve the oils in your face. Then, gently rub it (be careful not to rub too much or else the friction can hurt your skin and leads it to produce more oil)

Before, I used to clean my face with Essencial Fatty Acids (We have some tubs for it to scars that we can buy at the pharmacy, I suppose it's something that you might find as well) and I saw BIG DIFFERENCE in my skin. It will depend on your preference, really. The EFA one must be taken out with soap and the cleansing oil can be taken off with only water, if that's what the product recommends.

Things that might help your case: Niacinamide, Retinol and/or BHA/AHA products. They're not a MUST but they might help reducing the oiliness and control its production. You have to be careful, though, cuz not everyone tolerates it. I'd try for a serum or toner with it, just because it's easier to find those ingredients like that, and it won't take too much of your time.

One with niacinamide that I love is the Cosrx snail essence. Would recommend it 10/10. It's hydrating (not enough for winter, but it's good for me on summer)

Then, you have to find a good moisturizer. I don't have any to recommend 'cuz I didn't find THE ONE for me yet. I skin the rice one from Cosrx, but it's heavy for me, so I can't use it during the day. IT'S AMAZING OVERNIGHT, THO. 10/10. What I think you should mind is your preferences and daily routine. If you don't like the heavy ones, you won't use them. Skincare must be enjoyable, it's a moment of self-care and you won't incorporate it in your routine if it's just an obligation.

I like having one for sensitive skin, for when I shave and stuff. It helps calm down my skin. And I have one that is heavier which is great for both when my skin isn't great and is sensitive (waso shiseido. I don't know if I'd buy it again cuz of its price) but I can't put make up on with that. I'm looking for one that is in the middle of the way now SUHAHUSAUHSAUH

And sun screen and tons of water

THat's like the range of a drabble SUHAUHSAUHSAHUHUASHUSAUHSAUHSA But I hope it's helpful somehow.

this is INSANELY helpful but i'm so overwhelmed with all these products why have i never heard of any of these 😭😭😭 i have a feeling that i don't rlly know my skin at all tbh like idk what's best for it because so far no routine i've tried has helped and that's why i hated skin care for so long because if you don't see any progress you lose motivation yk?? all the comments under my post are so helpful but now i'm like so fkekifje like where to start JFJEJFJE. thank you so much tho omg i will come back to this post and check out the products!! 🫶🫶🫶

[femmefatalevibe]

Hello Femme!

I'm thinking about becoming a model (I know a couple of them and they agree that I would make a good editorial model), and I know that you need to have impeccable skin, hair and nails for the job. The only problem is that I bit my nails as a kid and now they're super brittle, deformed and I have a ton of hangnails that I end up pulling. Do you have any advice besides going to a nail salon to get them fixed?

Thank you so much! I'm a big fan of your work.

Hi love! Thank you so much for your support. Your kind and encouraging words mean a lot to me <3

Here are some suggestions to prevent/treat hangnails at home:

Apply coconut oil, Vaseline, or a vitamin E-infused cuticle oil to your cuticles a few times per week (potentially daily in a colder, dry climate)

Use hand lotion at least twice a day or every time after washing your hands. Concentrate the product on your nailbeds and wear gloves after applying the lotion at night if needed (the CeraVe one with hyaluronic acid is a great affordable option!)

Cut (don't pull!) your hangnails off after getting out of the shower (or after soaking your hands in a hot towel). Gently file the nail with a glass nail file to smooth/straighten the edge

Incorporate whole food sources of Biotin and other B vitamins (like vitamin B12 and folate) as well as iron, protein, magnesium, omega 3 fatty acids, vitamin C, and zinc into your diet

Drink plenty of water

Hope this helps xx

[ftm2bbw]

I think it'd be so hot to be your friend and start casually encouraging you to eat more. You obviously don't need it, but it's still nice to have, a friendly voice not judging you when you're still hungry or shrugging it off and saying "It's fine! We can order another bowl of mac and cheese. I'll flag down the waiter." I make little comments here and there about how big your appetite is, occasionally mentioning how bloated your belly gets after a big meal and complimenting your belches.

But it doesn't stop with just encouragement.

After a while, once it fades into background noise, I start pushing. "C'mon, you're almost done! You can finish that bowl, can't you?" "Look, it's just one or two more bites! Gotta get your money's worth." "Eat it."

The forcefulness takes you off guard, startling you back into reality, seeing me holding up a fork full of delivered Chinese food. "Go on. Open your mouth. And eat it." Your tummy gurgles in protest, the waistband of your pants digging into your swollen, bloated body. Every last bit of you is screaming out that you shouldn't do it. Everything except your mouth, already salivating at the sweet and greasy food, and the part of your mind that you try to ignore, that's addicted to getting bigger. I bring the fork in closer, the scent filling your nose and making your eyes flutter. Your belly gurgles again, but this time you can't tell if it's pushing back against the food or crying out for it.

"Open."

Dutifully, as the food brushes against your lips, your mouth opens wide, letting me push the fork inside, tilting it forward and letting the foot spill onto your tongue. The flavors send pleasure coursing through your body, chewing instinctively. "That's it. Eat up. You want to get bigger, don't you? You're doing such a good job. Aaaand... Swallow." The command is so easy to follow, the muscles of your neck tightening, pulling the food down into your gluttonous, greedy stomach. It's uncomfortably full but in the best possible way. "Open up, let me see." Your puffy, fatty cheeks and your fatty chin/neck (they're really melded into one) don't allow your mouth to open far, but it's just enough for me to look inside and see that every scrap is inside you. "There we go! Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

You deserve a reward, setting the fork aside so I can play with your rotund belly with both hands. I glide across the soft skin, exploring every inch, even sticking my finger into your belly button and curling my fingers under your belly apron. I even reach up and give your udders a little squeeze, making sure your boobs aren't neglected. A haze of pleasure settles into your mind, making you whimper pathetically as my hands move away. You hear the telltale sound of plastic cutlery scraping along the sides of a takeout container, scooping up a bit more fried rice. Just as before, I hold it up to your lips, knowing that you're even more full now than you were with your last bite.

"Come on. Just one more bite. I know you can do it for me."

Mmm, it really doesn't take much to convince me to eat more. I'm very suggestible. A comment here, a belly pat there, it's all too easy to give in and mindlessly eat.

Naturally, it would only grow easier over time. Just dropping into that complacent space, where nothing matters beyond eating and obeying. Even if my belly aches it wouldn't stop me, all I'd be able to think about is more.

And of course, even at my breaking point, enough attention to my belly and my tits would keep me eating. The pleasure would be far, far too good to resist. Always just one more order, one more bite, one more pound. More, more, more...

And heh, my neck is already gone at this point. All I have is double chin now, let alone as I get even fatter.

[swagging-back-to]

massive update on the ladies!!!!

not anything super major but just how long it will be lol

ok so i got them a grapewood vine! they're kinda whatever about it. they don't climb it at all which is disappointing but they nibble on it. also ordered a birch tunnel (not the super skinny ones you can find everywhere, this one is more wide and short with two holes) which will be one of the very last 'landscaping' items i buy for the girlies! i feel happy enough to stop here :)

the company i bought it from (happyhamstery, good store) also included some free goodies! they got a cork mat, a little basket from this weird plastic material (i haven't put that in the cage yet bc i know my girls will chew it), and a flower lollipop.

the lollipop smelled soooo good but my girls don't like flowers tbh and even if tey did it was mostly hay and mice don't eat hay. so they just pissed on it.

my housemate keeps shutting the heat off in 38*f weather so i bought the girlies a heat pad ima put under their tank. also got a convection heater for the room.

but i changed up their layout and added a deep bedding section. their tunnels are crazy ngl even tho its just a small little section. im actually super happy with their layout rn and tomorrow im going to start recording videos about them. Im coming for your brand emiology >:)

but no i also got them some new treats---dried banana chips! i haven't given them banana before but i heard its a smash hit for a lot of mice and i need to give them something less fatty then a pepita.

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ok so onto the girlies!!!!! individual breakdowns <3

jasmine has glowed up so much, im so happy for her. she honestly isn't cuddling with the others most of the time but i can just see in her face that shes happier back in the colony. her weight is more stable too and she isn't just skin and bones from starving herself. Shes even warmed up to me a lot, will come into my hand willingly and when i give her antibiotics she doesn't bite at all anymore. I used to have to have five layers of gloves bc of how hard she bit. and it would take at least an hour to give her meds. now its like 2 mins.

pepper has also grown so much im so proud of her. she doesn't immediately run when she sees me anymore and she doesn't flee when i approach er with my hand. she outright expects me to give her a pepita now. Shes one of the few girls i know for a fact does not have the obesity gene, the only other ones being jasmine and poppy. THATS IT. all my girls at 50g<

peanut has finally stopped tilting her head! she had a bad head tilt for a while and i tried treating it with antibiotics but it only got slightly better. im glad it went away on its own. shes still really sweet and one of the my few mice who will bang at the glass to try to get to me.

poppy used to be my absolute heart mouse, she would wake up and just pace the tank for my attention and jump at the glass when i walked over. shes kinda backed off lately and its sad. shes still a lil girl tho.

dhal is doing a little better. her feet arent SO swollen (i think it might've been a wheat or aspen allergy?) and her coat looks a little better. even her ibs is a bit better. for a while she was looking real rough tho. im still giving her antibiotics for her raspiness i heard a while back.

split pea is another who was chattering a while back and is just generally acting sick.

ginger's eye seems to be doing a little better but im worried about this weird fatty lump o the back of her shoulders. it doesn't look like a tumor but im worried its an abscess from bites she got and I've been treating with antibiotics. shes soooo sweet tho shes such a babyyyyyy shes one of the only mice i actually dream about

clove is a bit worrying i wont lie. i thought i caught her having a relapse in seizures earlier but she was just dreaming. shes just really big. 90g. her fur is kinda patchy and her skins all red from how hot she is all the time. I've tried everything to get her to lose weight. the lowest i got her to was 84g two weeks ago but she shot back up again. it's hard to know if its heart related, and i cant know if she has a tumor bc shes just too big </3 i hope shes with me for a long time tho bc shes such a baby

mochi and sushi are both doing fine, they're my most skittish girls now and its because i never had a true bonding period when i first got them. sushi's tumor hasn't grown afaik.

peaches is also doing okay, she just vibes honestly.

[meditating-dog-lover]

Health update

I'm feeling much better. I have some inflammation and cuts on my left palm. My neck is still inflamed and I'm applying ketoconazole. There's some redness on my face, but it isn't too bad. My skin care products arrived today, so I'll be using those. They are gentle and soothing and do not cause inflammation and itchiness. Over the counter drugstore creams and moisturizers and lotions cause so much itchiness, stinging and discomfort. I have to resort to more expensive non-drugstore (sometimes non-American) brands with more natural and gentle and anti-inflammatory ingredients.

But I am seeing overall improvement in my skin, thankfully. It does not hurt to have a thick, high-quality anti-inflammatory cream for my face, neck and hands. I've been scared of using anything besides Vaseline, but this product was gentle and soothing on my skin. Plus it's anti-inflammatory, making it a steroid alternative (Vaseline isn't anti-inflammatory, it just helps prevent moisture loss from the skin). I'm going to couple the gentle skin care products with washing/cleansing/showering when needed and hormone balancing.

I've been reading online about how to eat, exercise, and fast based on a woman's cycle. Fasting is fine on day 1-10 and day 16-19, loose fasting (13-15 hours) from day 11-15 to support hormone production for ovulation, and no fasting during day 20+ (luteal phase). For women, fasting disrupts hormone production and can cause imbalances if done incorrectly, as well as inflammation and fatigue. Which was the case for me. For exercising, it is best to do gentle workouts like yoga and walking during week 1 and 4, and more intense workouts like cardio, HIIT, pilates, and strength during week 2 and 3. I haven't been exercising much recently, it's a bit hard to do when you feel fatigued and stressed.

I'm confident these new skin care products and hormone balancing are going to heal my skin. I do expect to experience more inflammation on week 1, but even so my skin recovered quickly. It's nice to see that my skin is getting better. My energy levels have been getting better too. I had a busy, energetic, and productive day at work today. I worked overtime and got groceries afterwards. No fatigue. I'm so happy.

My anti-inflammatory diet has been great. I had some nut butter this morning before work. I'm still trying to be loose with my fasting after all the stress and inflammation my body went through as a result of longterm rigid fasting. But the anti-inflammatory eating style has gotten easy. I haven't had a lot of junk and sugary foods in a while. I had some dark chocolate caramel pieces today, because I felt like it. But I had 2 small pieces and that was it. When it comes to "junk" and "sugary" foods, I'd rather have a small portion and eat my regular meals instead of having a larger portion as my main meal. I want to minimize the amount of sugar and inflammatory foods I'm eating, but I want a balance. I've gotten myself less used to sweets and sugar and junk in general. Sugar is hidden in a lot of foods, even if they aren't sweet. I know eating less inflammatory foods in general, even if they aren't sweet, reduced my cravings for sugar for this specific reason. I don't believe my skin inflammation was due to eating inflammatory foods, I think it's mostly due to my hormone imbalances due to my fasting. But an anti-inflammatory diet does absolutely help me feel better and healthier, even if it doesn't pertain to my skin. Same thing with my gut health. It may not be the ultimate cause of my inflammation, or at least it doesn't contribute as much as my hormones do. But it's important in the context of digestion and absorption of key anti-inflammatory nutrients like vitamin D, zinc, and omega-3 fatty acids.