#healthy for someone who needs more.. nutrients

[house-of-daena]

my doctor is a succubus!? [succubus.afab.baizhu x m.reader]

contents: he/him pronouns, subtop reader/powerbottom baizhu, nsfw, s3x with a LOT of feelings, virgin reader, overstimulation, praise, degradation, vanilla-ish, creampie, blood, fem genitalia/anatomy terms w/ baizhu (pvssy, cvnt, womb), mention of top surgery scars, ooc baizhu(? he's just really inlove w/ you), hurt/comfort, tell me if i miss anything. [wc. 5.2k]

꒰ GRAHHHHH finally able to post this... after 2-3 weeks posting the masterlist im . i can't with myself 😭 so sorry it took so long and im extra sorry it came out with this monstrosity. i very much like this imo buuttt i can't say the same for you guys. anyways, i probably wont write smth like this ever again unless y'all end up liking it!! (also this was supposed to celebrate 600-700 followers but uh. oops! ty for 800!) ꒱

let's fuck monsters tonight!

it was always peaceful at night. crickets chirping into the cool hours of darkness, fireflies lighting up as they flew, like the stars above the clouds, and the silent crashing of waves against the shore.

no soul could be seen wandering in the streets of liyue, except for some mililith patrolling to keep the city safe. but something lurked in the shadows...

something sinister.

hungry.

lustful.

he crept from house to house, looking for the perfect prey to feed on. he searched desperately, the hunger that had been ignored for treacherous years, leaving his monstrous instincts salivating and wild. the pain of starvation he brings himself to, in fear of hurting others, has weakened him, but his hunt didn't cease for a moment. it made him crave it, the essence of someone who could fulfill his devilish needs, and the warmth his insides long yearned for.

the mark on his pelvis had gone dull, and it ached more with each passing day.

baizhu usually relied on medicine he had made for himself. to keep his salacious desires at bay, and though it wasn't much of the real deal, it managed to keep his body relatively healthy without the base nutrients it required for his succubus blood, and it truly helped him for the longest time.

but it has been years since he had feasted on someone's precious essence, and baizhu has diligently refused to feed again. while his nature is uncouth, his heart remains pure, and he worries that if he tries to feed again, he will hurt them, despite hurting himself.

but this time, his hunger was different.

it was an ardent need. essential. his body reacted so negatively, rendering him unable to properly work for days. it was clear that his body was demanding him to go and hunt for food, so it could sustain itself properly. perhaps after feeding once, he could go back to his regular intake of pills.

for now, he searched for a feast.

and, indeed, he found it, inside a familiar house.

your home,

and you were sleeping inside your bedroom,

a succubus' meal.

if he were to do it with anyone, it would be you, as much as he didn't want to.

you were a sweet man, always visiting him and qiqi in bubu pharmacy and offering a hand whenever you were free. you get along with just about everyone in the pharmacy; being old friends with gui, helping qiqi with deliveries—even changsheng has taken a liking to you, slithering onto your arm when you step behind the counter with baizhu, giving you a warm welcome.

he can't help but find himself falling for such a man like you.

and he absolutely hates the fact that the only person he'd feel safe within such a vulnerable state is you. he could kill you, and he would never forgive himself if he got carried away.

you were too precious to him. but he was starving.

it greatly intensified once he took a step inside your room, almost salivating the moment he inhaled your scent. archons, he smelt you everywhere, it was almost suffocating. and he had never smelt something so divine, so pungent, he was slightly aware of how his thoughts were slowly getting muddled—he admired you as you slept, chest steadily rose and fell, soft snores from your parted lips. you looked so peaceful, and yet here he was, hovering above your unsuspecting form, biting his bottom lip and his hands trembling as he held back from touching you so soon.

you began to stir on your bed when baizhu turned off your lamp, a faint hiss that was dangerously close to your ear made you blearily open your eyes in the dead of night, the weight of your bed shifting to one side more as you felt something move right beside you.

quickly, you jolt from your bed, startled at the man beside you. a scream almost leaves your lips when he leans towards you, face inches apart, his hot breath hitting your skin. "don't worry," he murmurs, voice silky smooth, so sultry it made your skin crawl, cheeks flushed as he moves even closer to you. "i won't hurt you, i just... need some help, is all."

the man before you reassures, his cool fingertips tracing your jawline, sharpened nails digging slightly into your skin. baizhu knows that if he suggests that he needs help, even though he was a stranger breaking into your home, you'd assist him. perhaps the charm he was using in his voice also helped, considering your eyes have easily succumbed to his mesmerizing haze of seduction.

all it took for him was to speak with his voice in a low, alluring tone, press his lithe, and smooth body against yours, allowing your hands to glide onto the skin of his exposed belly and touch you like he owns you—teasing you with assurances of bliss, only to pull away. like bait attached to a string, luring you into his possessive hands.

baizhu almost lost himself in his desire for you, his heart pounding and the mark on his womb ached more than ever before. he craved to have you inside him, nearly jumping on you and just taking you then and there.

but gods, baizhu's love for you was the only thing that was holding him back, so he settled on peppering wet kisses on your quivering adam's apple, his hand rubbing your thigh. "you'll help me, right?" he hums, golden irises glowing faintly in the dark. he sees you squint as if you're trying to discern who he is—he was probably oddly familiar to you, considering his voice and the shape of his body were similar to the kindhearted doctor from the local pharmacy not too far away from your home...

your thoughts were chased away when his forked tongue flickered against your lips, suddenly aware of his... unnatural features. slitted, but gorgeous golden eyes, scales on certain parts of his skin, small horns, akin to bumps, that protruded from his forehead, a tail with a heart-shaped tip, and fangs that made your heart lurch at both fear and excitement.

"i've been starving for an awfully long time..." he whispers into your ear, his hand slowly creeping inside your shirt and card his nails onto your stomach, soliciting a small whimper from your throat. baizhu almost moans in delight at the wonderful sound. "you'll feed me, right? let me regain my strength?"

slowly, you nod, hand resting on his shoulder. "y-yeah," you manage to say, still trying to make out any of his features in the dark. "i can cook you something real quick-"

"oh no, you're quite mistaken." he purrs, licking his lips as his hand begins to lower itself down to your crotch. "you see, darling, i'm a succubus." he hears your breath hitch at his confession, his lips brushing against yours as he pins you against the headboard, straddling your lap. strands of his hair fall to your face, your hands feel as if it belongs on his slender waist as you grab hold of it, his eyes gleam brightly with lust as he looks down at you and lifts your chin to stare back into his bewitching face. "i'll need a different kind of sustenance...~"

even in the dark, you can tell that he is absolutely gorgeous as if the gods themselves carved him into existence. your grip tightens, so much so that your nails leave crescent-shaped indents.

baizhu was experiencing absolute heaven, and the both of you were still fully clothed. his heart was beating so hard against his chest that he was afraid you could feel it if he pressed his body against yours. he was smiling ear to ear in excitement, and he fought hard to hold back. his body was in a love-struck frenzy, skin hot to the touch and his cheeks flaming red, his tail flicking back and forth.

oh, he never would've expected to have you like this so soon. underneath him, looking up at him with those lovely eyes, lost, but still so eager to help. if you only knew the things you do to him...

he could see your hesitance, probably thinking about the risks of indulging in a succubus' request. it was understandable, honestly, even though baizhu was in complete control of his body, he could still put your life at risk. after all, he hasn't eaten in years.

"you won't die," he murmurs almost too sweetly, his voice making your poor, charmed mind buzz pleasantly. "that's a promise~" thankfully, you could still make coherent thoughts, shooting him a serious look, hands curiously tracing the sensitive mark on his pelvis that glowed in the dark. he hums at the feeling of your fingers, gently pressing and kneading, yet it burned ferociously with ardent need. gods, his body needed you now.

"if you say so...." you whisper back, nervous, "i put my trust in you, if it meant helping you..."

so as soon as those words left your lips, baizhu grabbed you by the collar and smashed your lips together, kissing you so hard that it felt like he was devouring you. teeth clashed against each other, his fangs sank onto the fragile skin of your bottom lip, making it bleed, and he sucks on your tongue, kissing and practically taking all the air out of your lungs.

baizhu was ecstatic, swallowing the lavish taste of your blood, drinking in all the whimpers and moans you make just from the addicting kiss. your hands were now on his ass, guiding his body and grinding his crotch onto your hardening cock. when he pulls away, he pants, moving his hips languidly to meet your thrusts, absolutely enamored at the string of saliva that connected the two of you.

"you shouldn't trust so easily," baizhu warns, cradling your head into his arms, his kisses never ceasing, making sure to attach his lips to every inch of your skin. he wants to savor every single second he spends with you, loving your body, getting a taste of something so sacred, you, that he would surely grow to yearn once this is all over. "if it were another succubus, you might not be treated as nicely as i have~"

his voice put you in a hypnotic trance, eyes trailing down his body as your hands moved on their own, stripping him bare from his clothing. fingers, featherlight and delicate, trailed the scars that adorned his chest, the tantalizing feeling of your hot breath on his nipple while your hand pinched and flicked his other. "there's just... something so familiar about you." you murmur against his skin, pressing the pad of your wet and hot tongue against his perky bud, making baizhu let out a pleased sigh, hand grabbing the back of your head. your mind was clouded with his drowning lust to recognize him, but still awake enough to think. "you know me, and... i know you."

baizhu felt his heart drop, the urge to run away and find someone else to feed him gnawed at his stomach. he would rather starve than let himself be known to you; him, a succubus, seducing you to do his bidding. baizhu longed to have you in his bed, to make love to you and have you all for himself, to call you his, and call himself yours. just—not like this!

and as if you could sense his inner turmoil, you gently turned your bodies, laying him down on your bed. you kissed the tip of his nose, down to the apple of his cheeks, the corners of his bloodied lips, and onto his chin. you kissed him like he was a masterpiece to be worshipped, hands stroking his supple skin. he could see the admiration in your eyes, sparkling from the slightest of light the moon provided that seeped through your curtains.

and while baizhu couldn't tell if it was all because of his hypnotizing charm, his heart skipped a beat.

then, you grab his hand, lips brushing against his knuckles and kissing the callouses that graced his fingertips. "i feel safe, for some reason." you continued, leaning back to take off your clothes. "like we have met before, and you are company i enjoy myself a lot with... isn't that weird, stranger?"

baizhu could hear the slight recognition in your voice, but his initial fear was forgotten when he felt your cock pressed against his thigh. his body immediately reacted to your warmth, moving his hips to feel more of you, against his desperate, aching hole. stars above, it is so much bigger than he anticipated, your drooling tip smearing pre all over this thigh, and baizhu gulps at the groans that rumble from your chest.

it hurt to have you so close, yet so far, so empty despite the promise of being filled. still, baizhu managed to find his voice to reply. "o-oh, certainly. i am a succubus after all," he tried to regain the flair in his tone, to keep you enraptured to his hidden beauty, delude you into thinking that he wasn't the same man you thought he was, "a demon, monster."

though it was dark, baizhu saw your lips curve downward, frowning at his harsh words. your hands slid from his waist, down to the back of his thighs, squeezing the flesh, before parting his legs and letting him wrap them around your waist, keeping the two of you connected until the succubus that lays before your bed decided he had enough.

you were completely at his mercy, and it made you impossibly harder.

gently, as if he was your lover, you pushed back a strand of his hair behind his pointed ear, fingers lingering on the shape of his concealed, yet beautiful face. "don't speak to yourself like that," you kiss his collarbones, and feel him squeeze you between his legs a little tighter, pulling you closer to him, "it breaks my heart."

"does it now?" baizhu quips, sharp, quick, defensive, and disbelieving. "you don't even know me."

"you still have feelings, don't you?"

baizhu's heart can't take it. it feels so full, about to explode, despite the agonizing emptiness of his hole, thighs quivering and hands clinging onto you. he feels breathless, heartbeat in his throat—you're treating him how you'd treat baizhu, the caring doctor of bubu pharmacy, not the succubus trying to get you to fuck him. you don't know who he was, he was certain of it.

but perhaps he was just in denial, too afraid to let someone as good as you be so close to him. you are deserving of more, someone who can be devoted to you, as much as you are to him. he can't bear the thought of you leaving him once he has taken grasp of immortality, growing old without him as he lives on. nor the burden you'll surely carry with him.

that is why he has never made a single move to you, nor acknowledged yours. he adores you from afar, breaking his own heart by keeping himself close to you despite knowing he can never be with you—his mission won't allow it. he can't let it happen.

but oh, when you hold him so tenderly in your arms, caressing his cheeks with your thumb and kissing him so sweetly, it feels like the walls he has built specifically to keep you away from his heart, fall apart so easily.

"if you're a monster, then why do you talk so gently to me?" you whisper, and the hairs of his skin stand, sharp nails digging onto your skin. "so careful of my body, asking me for consent, even though you're salivating in hunger."

the smile you gave him made baizhu fall in love with you all over again, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers with his. "i think you are quite nice, person that i totally don't recognize." a soft chuckle escapes your lips, and it eases him how comfortable you were, worries melting into nothingness. "so please, tell me what i need to do to help you."

ah, he was so weak for you. baizhu wraps an arm around your neck, pulling you impossibly closer to him, capturing your lips once against with his. "then you better start fucking me," he demands, his other hand scoops the slick his body has been producing wildly, copious amounts in his hand and coating your dick with it himself.

you lean down to his ear, letting him hear all of the lewd sounds that escape your lips as he squeezes your length, stroking it with his experienced hands, and grazing his nails on a thick, bulging vein that makes you whimper onto his neck. you quickly caught on that he enjoyed your noises. his wetness felt cool on your throbbing cock, the squelch of each movement of his hand making you tremble above him, burying your nose onto his shoulder as he coos your name and played with your cock.

maybe you were just extra sensitive because you were... inexperienced... but there was something odd about his wetness. it made your dick tingle, ache, and burned fervidly. you felt lightheaded all of a sudden, your mind and body screaming at you to just have your cock inside of him.

it must be one of his succubus traits, you gulped nervously.

you were so cute, so pliant, despite having him underneath you. a surge of pride swells in his chest, digging his thumb onto your weeping slit, thoroughly satisfied at the moan that came from your trembling lips. he felt himself grow hungrier when you moved your head back, gazing at him with enchanted, half-lidded eyes, flushed cheeks, and parted lips. baizhu has never felt so grateful for his night vision.

when his skillful hands lined up your cock to his hole, parting his glistening folds with your pulsating tip, you stop him for a moment, brows furrowed worriedly. "w-wait," you breathe, voice wavering, "what about you?"

baizhu merely laughs at your concern, cooing at you and caressing your cheeks, to which you leaned against his touch. "oh baby, you think i'd come here unprepared?" he chuckles, tone teasing as he pushes your cockhead into his awaiting hole while he thumbs your skin to soothe you, softening the creases that formed on your face. "now go ahead, put it in me, darling."

baizhu had bite down his bottom lip until he bled to stop himself from screaming, his back arched at the burning stretch as you slowly plunged your fat cock into his hole. no matter how much he prepared himself to take you, he still found himself getting split open by your sheer girth. he didn't expect you to be so big, his gummy walls fluttering around your throbbing cock.

you moaned, louder than before, when you bottomed out, patiently waiting for him to adjust to your length, like the gentleman you were, but you were grinding your hips against his. you clung tightly onto baizhu, overwhelmed at the warmth that surrounded your virgin cock as his pussy clamps down on you, sucking you in deeper.

all the while baizhu felt like he was high above the clouds, being stuffed full just by your dick inside of him—his body was elated, forked tongue poking out between his lips as he stared up at your eyes, full of lust and desire.

cursing underneath your breath, you grew weak on the knees, the blistering heat slowly spreading all over your body; from your stomach, crawling upwards and onto your chest, to the very tips of your toes. it was almost paralyzing, his insides squeezing your poor, sensitive cock, wrapped in mind-breaking euphoria.

"that's it," he sighs, pressing kisses all over your face, reassuring, though amused. "such a good boy, already so fucked out by just penetrating me?" baizhu smirks, his fingers playing with the curves of your face. you whine at his words, very embarrassed as you bury your face in his neck.

"hah- this feels-" you swallow a mouthful of saliva, panting and groaning at the foreign sensations, twitching and pulsing deep inside of him, "all i can think about is fucking you—it's your doing, right?"

baizhu bats his eyelashes innocently at you, tilting his head as he hums. "oh darling, you can't blame me for every nasty thought that invades your mind," he purrs teasingly, grinning playfully when you give him a huff. "i am flattered, though."

it didn't take long before baizhu told you to start moving. it started off slow, gentle, and unsure, eyes searching for baizhu's guidance. it made his heart soar at how adorable you were, pouting as you sloppily thrust into him, exerting much effort to not lose yourself in the pleasure. you wanted to please him, so attentive and caring to his body.

don't worry, baizhu is more than happy to tell you what to do. he taught you many things you never knew before, to angle your dick just right, hitting a spot buried deep inside of him that made him curl his toes and cry out in delight—to ram your fat cock into his sopping wet cunt as he clenches on you, bucking your hips fast and hard.

baizhu throws his head back, smiling and clawing at your biceps, leaving red, angry scratches on them. he moans your name, nothing but praise coming out of his plump lips and drowning your thoughts with addictive lust. "you're fucking into me soooo nicely, darling~" he gasped when you kept precisely hitting his sensitive spot, his walls spasming and convulsing around your ravishing cock.

you grasped his thighs, gripping on them so tightly it's bound to leave bruises as you follow his every order, fucking him just how he liked, the loud slapping of skin on skin filling your once peaceful bedroom. it turns you on further on how vile the wet squelch it makes at each thrust you give. you held onto him for your dear life, fucking him with all your strength, body trembling from the unbearable pleasure.

moaning and whimpering, your head hung as drool dripped down onto his chest, body compelled to keep moving. it felt so good, each drag of your cock inside of his velvety walls felt like fire onto your skin, each squeeze and grind, it's making you mad, completely hooked on the feeling.

"such an obedient pup," baizhu coos and you let out a whine at his praise, eyes wide and glittering with unshed tears, and his heart skips a beat when he saw how easily fucked out you were. "does it feel good? hm? my pussy feels good around your cock?" you nod vigorously, leaning closer to him and angling yourself to reach even deeper. it made baizhu take a sharp intake of air, moaning obscenely into your ear.

"f-fuuckk! hgnn~ c-c'mon, use your words~" he smiles when you choke on a moan, never stopping your movements even for a second. "you're a good boy, aren't you? i know you can do it, talk to me~"

"s-stop-" you heaved, voice garbled as you tried to speak between your filthy sounds, nails digging into his skin. his voice was like honey to your ears, drowning in the thick viscousness of his sickeningly sweet words, making it difficult for you to properly think. it was all too much, and he wasn't making it easy for you.

"oh? you don't like praise?" his golden eyes shone brightly, and his nails grazed your skin painfully, but you reveled in the pain, panting, and shaking as baizhu cupped your face into his hands. "how about i call you a filthy whore instead? wanting to fuck a succubus that could drain your life away~" he whispers into your ear with such a haughty lilt in his voice, tongue licking your earlobe.

even though he was getting fucked by your fat cock, drilling into his insides until it all felt like numbing mush, moaning in delight as he wraps his legs impossibly tighter around you, keeping you close and never letting you go, he has you under his control. it was as if he owned your body, and you would only obey him.

it made your head fuzzy just thinking about it.

"you like being told what to do, hm? like some mutt?"

his words were like electric shocks down your spine, you couldn't help but pound harder into his warm, addicting cunt, a cry leaving your lips when he clamped down onto your cock once more. like a hand, gripping tightly onto something he owns, and in this case, your cock belongs to his pussy.

"oh my!" he grits his teeth as he lets out a long, drawn-out moan, pulling your head to his chest as he rolls his eyes back. "shit, hnff- t-that god you more excited, huh? so pussy drunk that you're only thinking with your dick~"

suddenly, you let out a shout, squeezing your eyes shut and burying as deep as you could inside of baizhu, a tear rolling down your cheek as you shot thick ropes of your cum straight into his starving womb. and oh, baizhu took it all, a small, joyous yes yes yes! leaving his lips as he moved his hips against yours, not giving you a moment's rest as he fucks himself onto you.

you didn't know what came over you after you orgasmed into his welcoming pussy, but when the mark on his womb glowed a vibrant green, your body kept moving on its own, despite the sting of overstimulation overcoming your senses. you fucked him, again and again, pressing the pad of your thumb against his clit and fiercely rubbing it as you burrow into him, mind blank.

your body shivered, sobbing and drooling as you absentmindedly followed baizhu's every command, twitching and burning from the numbing pleasure, yet your body refused to stop, even after you've come numerous amounts of times inside of him.

baizhu's hair became a mess as he greedily took every load you'd spilled, absolutely obsessed at the warmth of your seed filling up his insides and forming a creamy ring on your cock. you looked so handsome crying, begging him for a break, and that you can't take it anymore.

despite this, you let him milk your cock for all it's worth, pumping him full until it leaks out of his hole, his ankles were now resting on your shoulders. you were so lost in the pleasure, hiccuping as you cum again for the nth time.

just one more, he promised, though he pushed you back, turning your bodies around so baizhu was straddling your lap. he began to ride you, with expert movements that had you mewling, your arm covering your face, moaning into the night, holding no regards for your neighbors through your thin walls.

his nails marked your chest, making it bleed along his scratches, grinding his hips onto yours. gods, you felt so fucking good, it was difficult for him to pull away. your length and girth were just perfect, his blood boiling in thrill and excitement just by having you inside of him. he wanted more and more, drinking in as much as you could give him. your essence was just so delectable, irresistible. it was all he could ever want to eat.

you moan in sync, watching baizhu as he arches his back so prettily on top of you, creaming around your cock. you could tell he was just as sensitive as you were, but his hips ceased to stop. shakily, you reached for his tail, which possessively curled around your fingers.

gently, as you always are, you kiss the heart-shaped tip of his tail, watery eyes, so unfocused, but stared into baizhu's eyes, so full of tenderness that it snapped him out of his frenzied stupor.

baizhu gasps, cradling your face into his hands as he frets over you when your head falls, catching your breath as if you've run a marathon. "oh archons," he calls your name, shaking you lightly, "are you okay!? im so sorry, i didn't mean to- i got carried away!" hearing the distress in his voice, you only put your hand atop of his, kissing his palms and giving him an adoring smile.

"m'fine," you rasp, and before baizhu knows it, there was a faint click! right beside him, and light engulfs your room. your eyes light up when you finally see him, his eyes wide in shock. "hah, knew it was you."

"you-i-" instead of reacting how he always thought you would, as all others have, you grabbed his hands, and pressed long, loving kisses on each knuckle. baizhu's stomach was doing flips at each kind gesture, and he was now acutely aware of how he could feel your seed sloshing in his womb whenever he moved. his cheeks flush in embarrassment. "y-you weren't supposed to see me!" he glares at you, fangs bared threateningly.

though you can't bring yourself to fear him—not when he's panting, covered in sweat that gleamed at the orange light from your lamp, his face red, and eyes still full of carnal desire. but you know, behind his hunger, was nothing but love, adoring and fragile. "it's okay," you whisper as you sit yourself up, leaning back against the headboard, "it's okay to be seen."

your fingers twirled around a loose strand of his hair, planting a kiss on it while your eyes were on him, other hand caressing the ever-glowing mark on his swelling tummy. "please, let me see you." you kiss his jawline, and baizhu groans when you press onto his abdomen, so full—both of your lust and love. "let me love you."

his eyes burned as he let you wrap your arms around him, engulfing him in a hug he has long yearned from you. "go ahead, love," his skin crawls at the pet name, rolling so naturally from your tongue, so heavenly to his ears. "i know you still need more. i can take it."

baizhu has a lot of worries, especially concerning you. but at that moment, when you held him so tenderly, connected, with nothing but love in your gaze and a smile on your lips as you kissed him—it felt like everything was alright.

the world was nothing, and it was just the two of you, in each other's arms, lips locked; nothing could separate the two of you.

he may have fears, ones that will probably never go away for as long as he lives. but with you saying his name so softly, caressing his sensitive skin, and telling him it was okay for him to keep taking from you, despite your creeping exhaustion—he wants to have you by his side for a little longer, if not, forever.

because with you, baizhu thinks that everything will be fine.

"...just say you want more of me," he replies, hiding his face from you, to which you merely laughed at. "you freak... letting a succubus fuck you..."

"please, stop ignoring my heartfelt confessions and countering them with something mean," you pout, your thumb wiping away the stray tear that trailed down his cheek.

baizhu just pins you down, grinding his hips and making you roll your eyes, mouth open from a breathless moan. "keep quiet pet, i'm not done with you." he threatens, but you just smile,

"i love you."

gods, he hates how this all feels so normal with you, his poor heart that was boarded up in the beginning, all so vulnerable and raw before you.

but perhaps,

"...i love you too."

everything will be quite alright.

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[olderthannetfic]

One thing I wish more people understood is that a calorie is not a real thing, it's a unit of measure. Calories are just a measure of how much energy a human body can obtain from digesting a food.

I've seen people talk about calories as if they're a contaminent, like mercury in fish or something. As if "zero calories" is both healthy and humanly possible.

With the right lab equipment, you could separate out the fat, sugar, protien, fiber, vitamins, salt, etc. in a food and look at them, weigh them, measure them, poke them a stick. These are real things that actually exist. You can't separate out the calories. You find out how many calories are in a serving by doing math about how an average human digestive system processes the components of a food.

A "low calorie" food is just a food that you get less energy from. That's all it is. It isn't nessecarily healthier, it doesn't nessecarily have more nutrients. It certainly isn't more "pure" or "clean". It's just a less efficient fuel, that's all.

Vegetable oil and refined sugar are high calorie because our bodies can wring an absurd amount of energy from them. They're less healthy than other foods because they have fewer nutrients in them, not because they're "full of" evil calories.

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This one poor youtuber I watch has to explain that her "healthy" foods are intensely calorie-rich because she physically cannot eat large volumes. She's got to be efficient. That doesn't make it a good approach for someone who wants the feeling of teeth crunching on a snack all day and night. Celery is ideal for the latter, but woe to the idiot who thinks eating mostly celery is going to make them healthy. You need fuel, people! Celery is an adult pacifier for people who can't stop clenching their jaw while they write. (It's me. I'm people.)

[fatkish]

I can’t get this idea out of my head so I’m gonna share it and feel free to use it. We know that Heteromorphs (people with mutant quirks) can have a very diverse appearance and abilities. Well my idea is kinda NSFW-ish, so here it is: a living armor quirk. Basically the character has a shapeshifting and transformation ability that allows them to become a living bodysuit that can protect whoever wears them. For example: if someone was wearing them, the wearer could ask the character to grow wings so they can fly. Since the character would have to be touching the skin of whoever is wearing them it can get kinda steamy.

The character is basically made up of microscopic wires and strings that weave together to make up their body. These wires can be bulletproof, fireproof and other proofs but it would depend on how healthy they are in mind, body and spirit. If they’re sick for instance, they won’t be able to hold themselves together enough to protect the wearer. The character can control each individual microscopic wire and re-weave them around the wearer’s body. The reader would of course need to eat and drink just like anybody else but their body is evolved to digest quickly and turn excess food and nutrients into energy. (So basically they don’t need to shit as much, since any excess materials they consume are quickly broken down and stored as fat or excess wire for when they take on damage and need to repair themselves)

The NSFW part and the part i can’t stop thinking about is how heroes who have the character as a sidekick would more than likely wear the character as opposed to their hero suits.

Imagine Aizawa learns about this character and decides that having them transform into a suit for him would be time saving and more practical. This would mean that Aizawa would only wear the absolute bare necessities since the character only has so much wire to work with. This also means that the character can feel every part of the wearer’s body. Which means the character can feel Aizawa’s dick and has to wrap themselves around it to support it. Now Aizawa could wear his regular suit over the character and just use them as an added layer of protection.

Or Endeavor hears about this character and decides that they would be perfect for him. We all have seen how big he is in height and musculature. This would mean the character has more space to cover making the suit thinner compared to someone like Aizawa. Now since the character has the ability to be fireproof Endeavor’s flames won’t hurt them but they can get really hot. (Imagine if endeavor had the character become a jockstrap or cup like article to help hide his bulge)

Or how about Dabi? What if he had the character act as a second layer of skin? Overtime the character would be able to build up a resistance to Dabi’s flames kind of like exposure therapy. Now Dabi basically wears them all the time since they help keep him from burning his skin.

And what about Edgeshot? With his quirk the reader would be the perfect sidekick (or should I say sidestick) literally, because the reader would be worn by him and literally be as his side.

Basically I’m a horny mess and I just want hot dudes to use me

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha #mha aizawa #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #bnha #aizawa smut #aizawa sensei #aizawa x male reader #endeavor #enji todoroki #mha dabi #touya todoroki #dabi todoroki #dabi x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #endeavor x reader #enji todoroki x reader #endeavor smut #dabi smut #bnha original character #mha oc

[zolanort]

Hyrule is a fine cook, you guys are just mean.

I will start by pointing out that Wild says the ham water is really tasty. Who is going to be a better judge of the ham water? The one who has eaten nothing but pastries and croissants his whole life?

The lord of pumpkin spice? The army guy who probably lived off of MRE equivalents? The rancher who chugs literal grubs?

Or the one person who is so good with food that he is universally recognized as the cook?

Kudos to you if you chose the grub chugger, nothing wrong with eating bugs, but the correct answer was Wild; Wild is the best choice for judge. Partially because he has 1000x more experience with food than the others (statistics taken from my own save files), but mostly because no one else in the group has any significant experience with cooking their own food. Twi did his best helping with that stinky fish for Yeto's soup but it doesn't count.

As the croissant eater points out, the meat looks old.

For it to be old but not have started rotting, it would have to be cured meat (we’ll say ham because what better way to spite Ganon than by eating pig for lunch). Hyrule has probably even upgraded since his first adventure and it’s not just your basic salted ham food (which already costs about the same as a magic shield in game), it’s probably the Hyrulian equivalent of Jamón Ibérico de Bellota from his buddy pal Zelda(s) at the castle. I know I’d give someone a fancy ham for saving my kingdom twice. Hyrule is basically a gourmet at this point. You need quality nutrients to grow healthy hair, as our traveler pointed out, and who has the bestest most fluffiest hair? Hyrule does. Look at the fluffy:

It is absolutely possible to make tasty soup from the most basic 100 rupee cured ham. That’s a real thing that real people do in real life. You can even do it with 50 rupee ham in a can if you’re desperate (I say 50 rupee instead of 25 because of inflation). Hyrule put the bone in too so not only is there the salty flavor from the cured meat, he very well could have been making a nice bone broth for his injured colleague (he could have put other ingredients in off screen too but that’s beside the point). Ever heard of ham bone broth or other broth based soups? Ham and lentils soup? Probably not if you are a croissant eater who never had to cook ham water for yourself on the road. Croissants aren’t even that good unless they have chocolate in the middle, and that’s just because of the chocolate. If you’re going through the effort of laminating all that dough you should just go all the way and make something actually good like pastéis de nata.

Anyway, Hyrule is implied to be a terrible cook and I love that for him. Mostly I just wanted to take this chance to complain about croissants.

#i actually do love lethal chef hyrule please don't be discouraged from writing him that way this was a joke #ham water appreciation #croissant depreciation #grubs aren't that bad either if you were wondering #lu hyrule #linked universe #linkeduniverse

[staytinyville]

Stay Alive (14)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: None

A/N NOT BETA READ (I did try the best to my ability) As normally! I love all your expressions over the whole chapter. Keep them coming! I love you guys!

While looking over some papers having to do with Jungkook and Namjoon, the other nurses were sitting around your desk area, idly working. Another nurse had walked in and started giving out trays of food meant for the patients. You gave her a thankful smile when she handed you Namjoon’s food. Jungkook had to get his nutrients through an IV due to him still being in a coma. 

“Eun Ae.” You heard the lunch nurse speak up. “You have to take Min Yoongi his food.” She told the other lady. 

You looked up from gathering your things, noticing it was the nurse who stormed out of Yoongi’s room the first day you met him. She gave the cup given to him a deadly glare before crossing her arms in defiance. 

“No!” Eun Ae sneered. “I refuse to see him.” She gave you a look. “Tell the new girl to do it.”

You raised your brows the moment they all turned to look at you. You gripped Namjoon’s food tray tighter from all the eyes. But lucky you, the nurse decided to spare you the attention. 

“The new girl isn't Yoongi's nurse.” She glared at Aun Ae. 

“Well I say she is now.” Eun Ae answered aggressively. She shoved some papers on her desk to the side, picking up the other lunch trays given to her. “I am done with his tantrums and sour personality. He is the devil's favorite and I don't need that kind of energy.” With that she strutted off to visit her other patients. 

The nurse turned around to face you with an irritated expression. However it wasn’t directed towards you with the way she sighed to calm herself before speaking to you.”(Y/N)?” She called. “Would you be a dear and take this to Min Yoongi. He's in room 2.”

“Yes.” You spoke up. She handed you his tray, filled with only a styrofoam cup with a straw on the side. 

The lid kept you from seeing what kind of drink it was but it must have been some kind of smoothie from how heavy it made the tray. From over the cap., you could easily make out the red color that swished around inside. 

“Is this it?” You frowned when you noticed how much more Namjoon seemed to have. You moved Yoongi’s cup onto Namjoon’s tray in order to not struggle so much. 

“Yes?” The nurse frowned, confused. “Why do you ask?”

“Well it's just a drink.” You explained. 

The nurse suddenly looked at you oddly. She was trying to figure out if you were serious or truly not in the loop about the whole thing. “Do you not know why he's here?”

“No?” You told her, tilting your head. “He's not my patient.”

“Right. Right.” She said, nodding her head. “Well that's because it's what he eats.” She added with a shrug.

“Just a drink?” You asked incredulously. 

“(Y/N),” She turned back to you with a questionable look. “Do you not know he's a v-”

“Hui Geom!” Someone rushed into the office, panting. “Mina won't stop screaming!” They called in a rush, hands covering their ears. 

“Aish, that girl.” Hui Geom didn’t get to finish what she was going to tell you. 

You sighed to yourself, deciding it best to just move on with your day. With Yoongi’s room being one of the first you would come across, you found it easier to just drop off his one cup. You knocked on the door–as one should–before entering when there was shuffling on the other side. The lights were turned off as usual the moment you walked in. 

“Yoongi?” You called out. “I got your food.” The night light from last time you were in his room was suddenly turned on and you could make out his silhouette walking over to you. 

Your lips pulled into a smile as you could make out his round cheeks and fluffy hair. When he was close enough, you handed him the regular size cup. He grabbed it from the bottom, trying to avoid touching your fingers. 

“Ya know, I don't think just a smoothie is very healthy.” You explained to him. 

His hands were quick to cover the lid, turning around to avoid you staring at it. “It's what I eat.” He shrugged.

“What is it?” You asked as he took a sip from the straw. 

With him turned from you, you hadn’t seen how his eyes rolled to the back of his head or how black veins turned up under them and stretched down halfway to his cheeks. 

“Cherry?” He spoke without thinking. He lightly turned to you, the dark room keeping you from seeing his face fully. “You just going to watch me eat?” He asked when he noticed you were still standing in the room. 

You tried to keep from frowning. His words stung but he didn’t mean them in a harsh way. He probably just didn’t like when people watched him eat like you knew a lot of others did. 

“Oh, would you like for me to leave?” You asked him, feet shuffling around. 

Your eyes were downcasted down, making Yoongi feel upset about making you leave the room. However he knew that he couldn’t have you watch him eat. He turned into a monster when he would eat. He knew you had no clue about their existence and he would rather keep it that way for the time being. 

Seeing you look so sad over leaving his room, had him speaking before he realized it. “I'll go get you when I'm done.” He spoke up, causing you to look at him.

“That's fine, I guess.” You smiled softly. He felt relieved you understood. Hopefully you just thought he didn’t like when people watched him eat. And that was exactly what you had been thinking. 

Just as you went to turn around and open the door, someone swung it open without knocking.

“Hyung!” Taehyung cried out, rushing forward without a care and turning on the lights. Both yours and Yoongi’s eyes squinted before they adjusted to the new scene. 

“I accidentally exploded while working with my energy and I gave myself a really bad gash.” The boy was holding onto his shit to keep it off his skin. “Jungkook obviously can’t lick it so can I have some of your bloo-” His eyes went wide when they landed on you.

“Oh. Hi, Jagiya.” Taehyung dropped his shirt, arms still held at a length away. There was a goofy smile on his face but you could see how he panicked inside by glancing between you and Yoongi. 

“Hi, Taehyung?” You questioned, eyes drifting to his torso that he seemed to avoid touching. 

He held his arms at his side but didn’t let them rest. He was probably in pain from the injury he supposedly got and didn’t want to touch it. 

“Why don't you ask Hobi?” Yoongi sighed, walking closer to the boy.

“You know he can't heal me.” Taehyung said pointedly. 

“Taehyung, your nurse is supposed to take care of your injuries.” You butted in, hands moving to hold onto Taehyung. “Let me see.” As your fingers moved to the bottom of his shirt, he allowed you to softly shift it up. 

You gasped, almost letting go of the fabric. You crochet down in front of him, trying to get a closer look at the injury. It covered the entirety of Taehyung's left side starting from just under his armpit down to waist. It looked like he had tried to move out of whatever hit him so it only caused a scrape. 

Due to this it did look like Tarhyung had just fallen onto cement on his side. However the thing that worried you was that it didn’t look like a regular scrap that would boil over with blood. The injury was black as his skin looked bruised as well. 

“How did you do this?” You asked incredulously. “What kind of injury even is this?” You wanted to touch his skin to get a better look but went against it for fear of hurting the man.

Yoongi sighed behind you as he leaned back from inspecting it. “I got it, (Y/N).” He told you, taking a hold of your body and moving you towards the door. “Thank you for the food, but give me a moment and I'll heal him.” He explained. 

His hand moved down to comfort you but the moment it touched your skin you flinched back. “Your hand is freezing.” You gasped, taking a hold of it. You brought it up to your mouth to blow on it and warm them up between your own. However, as your fingers danced down to his wrists you realized the rest of his arm was cold. 

You shook your head as you convinced yourself it was probably just the air conditioning. Like how Namjoon’s body was hot because of the shower. Your mind was playing tricks on you again. 

“Also how do you know how to heal Tae?” You shook your head, eyebrows furrowed as you looked up at him.

“Yes, my skin is cold.” Yoongi spoke quickly, softly punching you outside into the hallway. “Now if you'll excuse us.” He avoided your last question. You were brought out your stupor when the door clicked shut.

With Namjoon’s food tray in hand, you went back over what Taehyung had said. He mentioned Jungkook, but knew that he wouldn’t be of help because the boy was asleep. However his words did leave you stumped.

“Why would Jungkook lick him?”

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[thegnomelord]

was thinking about drawing Ifrit from "Hell has a basement floor" and had some headcanons on his appearance.

on one hand i was thinking to make him tall and burly, built big to store all the mana and power he has, make him built like a volcano.

on the other.... what if and hear me out.... Ifrit.... skinny. tall and gangly, long limbs, underfed, outlines of bones poking out from underneath the skin, sunken eyes for that extra unsettling factor. besides magic does have a cost. maybe it's just your body that needs to be exchanged.

now i thought of the second hc because tall and skinny isn't exactly associated with the kind of brute force Ifrit has but he's still strong even if his lifestyle is gonna put him in an early grave. now imagine when he's finally part of tf 141 they notice that he's not very well in the food and weight department for his height and the amount of energy he spends so... they start feeding him (especially Price and Soap because protect and care hoard/pack)......

i've also been getting into the trope where characters gain weight as a sign of health and living a better life. so yeah tell me what you think

and maybe share your hcs on Ifrits appearance because i don't want to butcher your creation on accident

Okay 1: you have no idea how happy it makes me when I hear ppl want to draw fan art of my stuff :DD, internally I'm like that dog video where the dogs happily tapping his paws lol bc he can't contain his excitement lol. And also yeah, I'm a huge sucker for the trope and your little idea with Price amd Soap tickles my brain.

And 2: man you did some mind reading bc your hcs are actually very close to what I've made up for the lore of the whole au. While I want to overall leave Ifrit's body type ambiguous to give readers some space to imagine themselves in Ifrit's place, Ifrit is 100% underweight with more of a volleyball/basketball player type build, as mages focus on stamina and endurance rather than raw strength bc that can be augmented with magic. Also has stretch marks because their weight fluctuates a lot lol

Okay lore spoilers so if y'all want to find out through the story skip this-

Okay so— magic is increadibly taxing on the body, not just by eating away flesh and creating mage marks as a Mage's power grows, but just by simply existing inside the body magic stresses the body. Because fundamentally magic is toxic to humans, and even mages who have the needed adaptations to utilise magic are no better than our ancestors when they were first learning to stand on two legs.

The best metaphor I have for magic is chemo drugs. They're used to kill a cancer but they also damage healthy cells. Magic, similarly, damages the body by existing inside it, but also is used by mages to heal the damage as soon as it happens. This uses a lot of calories and also why mages have really irregular weights, losing 10kg in a week isn't an uncommon thing.

Someone possessing even half of Ifrit's capabilities would need to eat 3x that of a regular human of the same height and weight. Mages are literally Shaggy from Scooby Doo lol. And that's only to get the bare minimum their body needs, caloric need becomes much bigger if they're active like Ifrit is. So you'll find that many mages, but especially military ones, are underweight and need to regularly get Iv fluids and nutrients to help their body recover from using magic. They also need to eat a lot of highly caloric food, which isn't easy when one of the most common side effects of magic use is puking your guts up.

Most military mages don't reach 30. The average life expectancy is around 25, with active duty (i.e. constant missions and daily magic use) mages lasting on average 3-4 years before their body basically breaks down, but they can last longer depending on how conservatively they use magic.

Now, knowing all that, Ifrit has been actively using strong magic on par with military mages since they were 14-15 years old and while they're not the healthiest, they're healthy as a horse when compared to most mages. The reason behind their continued survival — their mage marks.

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #hell has a basement floor series #hell has a basement floor lore

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Guide: Simple Tips For Healthy Eating & Exercising Habits

As someone who lost 30-40 pounds and has kept it off for over a decade, here are some practical ways to eat better and move more that still allow you to have a life and enjoy your food & workouts.

Tips for Healthy Eating Habits:

Adopt a healthier lifestyle out of self-love and improvement, not self-punishment or hatred

Shift into an abundance mindset: What foods and types of movement can you use to add/enrich your life? Focusing on what you're cutting out will only backfire

Prioritize produce: Find fruits and vegetables you love (a decent variety, around 5-10 options, is a good start)

Focus your meals on plant foods: While you don't need to cut 100% of animal foods out of your diet, making at least half of your plate fruits, vegetables, potatoes, or beans will help fill you up and support your vitamin requirements

Research & experiment until you find a rotation of healthy meals you love: Make your healthy eating routine as mindless and straightforward as possible. Once you find a handful of healthful breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack options you enjoy, it becomes infinitely easier and more enjoyable to stick to a healthier lifestyle

Cook 80-90% of your meals at home. Know what's in your food. Control the amount of any added oil or sweetener you incorporate into any dish

Decide on at least 2 sweet and 2 savory healthy snack options you can always have on hand to support hunger or a craving throughout the day (mine are fruit bowls, a small bowl of oatmeal [with or without a few almonds], plain popcorn, carrots & hummus, and frozen edamame)

Have fun tea, coffee, and water options available: Always eat if you're truly hungry. But, for the times you're bored or stressed, having a vanilla or cinnamon tea, a cup of cold brew, or a lemon/fruit-infused water can satisfy your desire for some palette simulation

Be mindful of potential vitamin deficiencies: Your hair, skin, digestion, mental health, and energy can easily be on the rocks due to a vitamin deficiency. Get your levels checked to every year or two to ensure you're in optimal health. As a vegan who lives in a seasonal climate, I take B12 and vitamin D daily to keep up with these nutrient requirements

Allow yourself a weekly indulgence and splurge on special occasions. Prioritizing your health, not deprivation, is essential to make your life high-quality and worth living

Tips to Make Exercise More Effortless & Enjoyable:

Create 2-3, 60-120 minute (1-2 hour) playlists with different upbeat, EDM, or dance party vibes: Use these playlists to set the tone for a long walk or a gym workout

Keep a "Workout Bank" on your Youtube favorites list: Curate a handful of 10-30 minute pilates, strength training, or dance sculpting classes to always have an option available

Block your workout or walk into your schedule: Make a meeting on your calendar, set a reminder or an alarm with an upbeat song on your phone. Make a movement date, and prioritize yourself. It's for your health – your most priceless asset

Book a workout class with a friend. If you want to go solo, book it a week in advance, and tell at least 2 other people about your plans. Describe the workout class you're taking in as much detail as you can. Pique the other person's interest to incline them to ask you how it was after the class. This social pressure can make you feel more accountable to follow through with your workout in the end.

Dance around your room for 10-30 minutes in the morning before work, after work before dinner, or as a nightcap. Any movement counts

Practice moderation: Don't try to work out every day. Maybe you can get some steps in or have a solo dance party, but don't try to overdo it and stress out your body. This practice will only lead to quick burnout and no long-term motivation. Sustainable routines win the race

#healthy habits #diettips #exercise #healthylifestyle #femme fatale #dark feminine energy #dark femininity #it girl #queen energy #loa success #success mindset #dream girl #glow up #level up #high value woman #high value mindset #female excellence #female power #femmefatalevibe

[pet-pet-peet]

Can I’m have the dorm leaders x male reader who have a rare sickness that let him only eat desserts nothing else vegetables meat fruits nothing if he eat will appear strange stain on his skin and start to spill blood over his mouth headcanons

Omg I wish I could eat desserts all the time..

Also, I casually involve Sam because honestly he’s a cutie and no one gives him attention

I am trying to go through my drafts and post the ones I had done, this will not be inspired by canon!

Tw: Description of prior mentioned food sickness/allergic reaction like symptoms

Pairing(s): Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x male reader who can only eat desserts (separate)

𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊

He thinks it’s a bit odd that you eat so many sweets all the time, surely it isn’t good for you!

He holds an intervention over dinner, where he serves you a healthy dinner for any other human

You look at it, then deny it while you listen to his concerns, which makes him sigh and keep explaining his concern

You tell him about the illness you have, that there’s no way for you to eat anything else, and he seems to understand..kind of?

He definitely asks a lot of questions, since he’s never heard of the such before; but when he’s satisfied, he’ll make sure you have a healthy amount of sweets at your disposal

𝕷𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖆

He’s very confused, but he doesn’t mention it at all; not until he notices that you deny any other food

He’ll ask Ruggie to bring some for you every now and then, and you end up just giving it away to someone else all the time

He’ll ask you why you deny literally everything that doesn’t have a sugar content, and you tell him pretty plainly that you can’t eat anything other than sweets

He doesn’t really do anything about it after, figuring that if you were lying about it you would cause it to backfire on you eventually

Accepts it more once he notices you don’t have any long-term effects, and you seem to be very healthy so he doesn’t care

𝕬𝖟𝖚𝖑

He’s been through a lot in regards to his weight, so he’s a bit cautious about calories and the kind of food he eats

He’ll probably think you weren’t being very honest with him..so he blended a bunch of stuff together that had nutrients and proteins he thought you needed

The poor thing was so scared when you started coughing blood, and when your skin started swelling and turning red-

Desperate, he takes you to Sam in hopes that he has some sort of cure or remedy in stock; luckily, he did

He apologizes profusely and promises he won’t do anything like that again, getting you all of the sweets you can eat to make it up to you

𝕶𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖒

He never questions you and accepts it at face value, he trusts you completely!

He makes sure the kitchen has all the ingredients necessary to make you whatever dessert or sweet you want to try or that you like

Makes you new desserts to try that he grew up with in the land of Scalding Sands, he likes being able to see how you react to them

Always has a dessert table just for you during his parties

Fine tunes his ability to sniff out poison for anything you can’t eat, too, as an extra precaution

𝖁𝖎𝖑

He’s very sus, but he’ll roll with it if it makes you happy and as long as you don’t seem to be crumbling in front of him

He does at one point do an oopsie, as he’s under the assumption that anything with sugar is okay for you to eat

So he decides to make an extra amount of his morning smoothie, just so he can share it with you!

He also panics, drops his smoothie all over everything when you cough out blood and swell up

Sam coming in clutch again to help a dying boyfriend due to his poor, distraught boyfriend’s mistake

𝕴𝖉𝖎𝖆

He doesn’t question you, either, just shrugs and says he’s fine with it since it’s how it is

He’ll try to do research on it when he can, though; it’s hard to find a lot because of how rare the disease is

He makes sure to keep snacks for you stored in his room when you pull all-nighters together

Might do some research into different desserts you’ve been wanting to try, then asks Trey if he can make them for you

Very supportive, especially since it gives him an excuse to stock up on candy

𝕸𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖚𝖘

He’s actually surprised; it’s very rare for him to meet someone with a condition he’s never heard of!

Might ask Lilia if he knows anything about it, but that’s an accidental curse as it influences the old fae to start cooking for you-

He likes to eat ice cream with you! It’s his favorite food, and it’s something you can indulge in together

Likes trying your favorite foods, some of them he’s new to since they’re not in the Valley of Thorns

His highlight is always when he’s able to sit under the stars with you, some sort of dessert in both of your hands; it lets him feel like a kid again

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader

[muffinsin]

👀 anon here again, really appreciate and enjoy your work! I have a different type of request this time if you were okay with it: a bit of hurt/comfort? Let's say their s/o gets hurt because of lycans or an attack on the castle or something, how would the girls react?

Oooooh they be going crazyyyy!

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Bela

You are her everything, and along with her family, a priority of hers

When lycans breach the castle, she is tasked with dealing with them

Her first priority is to clear the section she knows you’re in

If she can’t find you, she’s fast to freak out and go on a full spree to search the castle castle for you

Finding you struggling for your life on the floor, with a lycan on you, clawing and attempting to bite your jugular out, she sees red

Unbothered even if windows are smashed, she rips the mutt off you

Instantly, her pose is tense and defensive as she stands right in front of you, shielding you completely. You know nothing will get past her

It takes her only a moment to slay the mutt and have it howling at her feet, but she doesn’t grant it mercy. She ensures it will never hurt you again, so to speak

Whether small or big injury, Bela is the most worried she has ever been in her life, and this speaks volumes

She’ll scoop you in her arms and bring you to her room quickly, tend to your wounds as best as she is able to

The lycans aren’t her priority anymore, she knows they’re no threat to her family. She will, however, holler for her sisters to deal with them

And Black God bless them if they defy this command

Bela will be extremely tender with you, cleaning and fixing wounds, wrapping bandages around you

She will check your temperature and have you drink water, a bucket nearby just in case

She isn’t a healer by any means, but has educated herself enough by reading factual books regarding health and healing to have a general understanding of how to help you

For a week or so she won’t leave your side at all

She’s a little like a dog protecting its owner, and will snarl whenever someone gets too close. She is insanely protective of you, especially when you’re hurt

She will, however, allow Alcina near. She knows to trust her and is thankful whenever she offers information on how to treat humans and treat injuries- she knows she’s treated plenty

With her love and care you will be on the mend soon enough, and she even uses the opportunity to ensure you’re eating healthy and get enough nutrients

She’ll be sure you eat and even insist on feeding you at times, read to you and help you wash yourself, and, of course, cuddle you if you ask her to

Even once you’re back to full health, she is very reluctant to leave your side. Often she will randomly pop up next to you to ensure your safety

More often than not has she startled you by doing so, actually

In time, this will ease too, although Bela is always a tad more tense and protective whenever any situation could prove to be dangerous

Also, she has developed a deep hatred for Heisenberg’s creations. Not that she liked them in the first place

Cassandra

Cassandra is thrilled when she hears lycans have breached the castle. A free hunt? How exciting!

Then, however, she minds you. And more particularly, that she doesn’t know where you are, only that you aren’t locked away in her room for safekeeping

This makes her hunt a lot less enjoyable

Very much unlike her, she doesn’t take her time with her kills. She slays lycan after lycan, leaving behind a trail of blood and bodies

She’s full of adrenaline and worry, she needs to find you first

Despite feeling protective of her family too, it’s you who is her first priority. Her sisters have never expressed any difficulty dealing with the overgrown dogs, as she considers them. Her mother even less so. You, on the other hand…

When she at last hears your screams and quick heartbeat, her own increases drastically

She finds you, at last, bleeding a fair amount with a hand supporting you weakly. You’re pushed against the wall, blocking the lycan’s sharp teeth from closing on your skin with the leg of a broken stool

Before the beast has a chance to even break through the wood, she’s on it

A sickening crack is heard before the lycan falls and she pulls you to her

She’ll call out to you often and loudly, desperate to know you’re alive

Cassandra is quick to move you to the floor, and rips parts of the curtains to halt the bleeding slightly

She’s very careful with you, worried she will hurt you if she can’t control her strength. She’s angry at the lycans and it takes everything in her to be calm and precise with her movements

She has plenty experience with injuries, despite being the one causing them usually. Still, the sadist is familiar with the procedure of fixing humans up. Normally merely to ensure they keep living to be tortured more, but that is beside the point…

The room is completely blocked by her flies, killing any possible intruding lycans within seconds. She doesn’t even spare them a glance; despite being fun to taunt and hunt, they’re way beneath her

Once she knows the castle is cleared, she will move you to the large bed in her room, and properly tend to your wounds with gauze and bandages

All in all, you will be alright. She knows this, but still feels this insatiable worry, anger, fear for you and protectiveness

When she is assured you’re stable, she will ask her mother or older sister to look after you for a little while so she can blow off some steam in the dungeons.

Her hands are shaking with barely controlled anger

She provides you with water and baths, medicine and pain killers during your recovery

Also- she likes to be very close to you

Holding you is soothing to her. She doesn’t know what would’ve happened had she lost you. Those moments are likely the only ones she can be considered an overgrown teddy bear

Not unlike Bela, she becomes very protective. She won’t let maidens near you unsupervised and makes Daniela stay at the end of the bed, worried her younger sister might squeeze you in a hug and reopen your wounds (she most definitely would)

From there on out, she makes it a rule to stay where you are and lock yourself away during a raid. She knows she will find you in no time, but wants you safe and locked away until then

Cassandra might come across as harsh once you open your eyes, scolding you and yelling, though tears will soon enough dare slip from her eyes. She is always fast to wipe them away in hopes you didn’t see

She’s angry you got hurt, though not angry at you for getting hurt

She considers not leaving your side at all; although this ends when she attempts to tug you in the basement with her to tend to her “hobby” and you refuse with a pointed stare

Daniela

You are the first thing on her mind when she hears of the lycans

While normally taking her time to taunt and play with the mutts, she makes quick work of them this time

Being the fastest sister, she covers a lot of ground very fast, and in turn, smells your scent very quickly

She freaks out when she also smells the scent of your blood, however

Finding you tucked away in a corner of a hallway, brows furrowed in pain and holding your midsection, a lycan prowling towards you, she is quick to act

Your hair whooshes and your cheek feels cold as she is fast to grab the lycan by its fur

What must be hundreds of little flies pierce into it, eliminating it quickly even as it attempts to run off howling in pain

When she sees your state, her eyes are wide. She smells your blood, and hears your grunts of pain, and notices your injuries

And she has no idea what to do

She’s extremely caring of course, but caring for humans? Tending to injuries?

She scoops you up into her arms, shaking a little

Daniela moves so fast, you barely see what’s going on. Rooms and hallways blur, flies buzzing all around you is all you can hear

Being dropped on the large lap of Alcina Dimitrescu is shock enough to have you open your eyes again, though, no matter the amount of pain you’re in. And you’re not the only one. Shocked eyes stare down at you too

Daniela begs her mother to help, promises she’ll do anything if she saves her lover. She doubts you can understand her words

Alcina grants her her wish, naturally

Daniela feels at loss as she watches her mother work, but refuses to leave your side, even as all she can do is retrieve rags and bandages and alcohol and watch her the tall countess tend to your wounds

To her credit, Daniela tries to memorise what she does. She is an eager learner, and wants to care for you too

Thankfully, your injuries are treatable. Daniela wouldn’t know the difference, all she sees and smells is the blood covering your stomach

When she is told you will be alright, she is so thankful

So much so, she is held back from pouncing on you and cuddling you

She will definitely cry a lot, even during your recovery. She thought for sure you were lost

While on the mend, Daniela will just barely your side. It’s like she’s attached to you

She’s extremely cuddly and stays close,

Brings you food she knows you enjoy and bathes you. She tries her best to find you the medicine you want

Also, she has learned how to bandage you properly and change the bandages, and does so almost every few hours. She doesn’t want to risk an infection at all

Asides from this, she will shower you with gifts and cuddles. She’s so happy you’re still alive. She couldn’t lose a lover again, and she doubts she would ever recover from losing you

She definitely blames herself for letting you get hurt. She sometimes thinks it’s her fault for not getting there faster and taking the lycan out faster

The moment you assure her you’re well enough for it, she will hug you tightly and cuddle you properly

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #resident evil village #👀 anon

[macgyvermedical]

hii! what are the effects of prolonged tachycardia with fluctuating bpm ranging from 140-160 for around 30 minutes to a conscious patient? will it cause any brain damage?

The short answer is basically nothing and no.

Tachycardia is any heart rate above 100 in an adult. There are several different kinds of tachycardia, including sinus tachycardia, paroxysmal supraventricular tachycardia, atrial fibrillation with RVR, and ventricular tachycardia. Whether the tachycardia is bad for a person has to do with what kind of tachycardia it is, what the heart rate is, and how long the person is in that rhythm.

The first one we'll talk about is sinus tachycardia. Sinus tachycardia is a normal physiological response to the body's demand for more oxygen and nutrients. Sinus tach happens when someone has a fever, is dehydrated, has blood loss, is in shock, or is having a strong emotional response.

It's one of those things that doesn't need treated in and of itself, though figuring out and treating the cause is important. Once the cause is treated, the heart rate usually drops back down to normal.

There are also times when you intentionally bring the heart rate up above 100- for example, exercise. This is also considered sinus tachycardia. When you exercise, you want your heart rate to be in a target zone, which depending on age can be anywhere from 75-170bpm (the younger you are, the higher the target heart rate).

In the case of exercise, a heart rate of 140-160bpm for a half hour would be completely reasonable. In the case of dehydration or shock, you'd really need to fix the problem, but the heart rate itself isn't going to hurt anyone under about 60 who is otherwise healthy.

Paroxysmal Supraventricular Tachycardia (PSVT) is a condition in which the heart rate randomly increases into the high 100s-low 200s. This heart rate is so fast that the heart doesn't have time to fill with blood in between beats. Because of this, not as much blood is getting out of the heart to the brain and body, which means the person may feel faint, short of breath, or dizzy or even pass out.

People in PSVT may spontaneously convert back into a normal rhythm, or they may need a drug called adenosine given to change them back to a normal rhythm. Adenosine works kind of like a defibrillator- it briefly stops the heart in order to let it restart normally. If this happens frequently, someone may need an ablation- a procedure in which parts of the heart muscle that are causing the rapid heart rate are burned to permanently prevent future attacks.

In order to understand atrial fibrillation with RVR, you have to understand how the heart initiates beats normally. In the heart there are cells in a place called the SA pacemaker node, which send out small electrical signals that work to coordinate a beat across all the cells in the heart.

In atrial fibrillation, lots of cells outside this node try to initiate beats, which causes the top half of the heart to quiver. If a lot of these "beats" get through to the bottom of the heart, that's called Rapid Ventricular Response, or RVR. Afib RVR causes a rapid, irregular heart rate.

Afib RVR can cause the same problem as PSVT- namely that it causes the heart to beat so fast it can't refill with blood in between beats. Usually the first few times this happens the person converts out to a normal rhythm within about a week (or can be converted out with defibrillation or medications). Later this state can become permanent and has to be managed with medications that reduce the heart rate and blood thinners to prevent strokes and heart attacks, which happen because blood gets stuck and clots in the quivering upper part of the heart.

The last one, ventricular tachycardia, is the most dangerous because if not treated it can either become so fast virtually no blood is coming out of the heart (cardiac arrest) or become another dangerous rhythm called ventricular fibrillation (also cardiac arrest, but even worse).

This one is a life-threatening emergency and needs to be treated immediately with CPR (if the person is unconscious) defibrillation and medications.

This was a lot to answer your question, but all this to say that if your person is running 140s-160s because they're working out for a half hour, they're totally fine. If they're 140s-160s because of PSVT they're not fine but they're probably going to convert out of it with a medication or just time. If they're 140s-160s in RVR they're probably uncomfortable and need medical attention but they'll probably be alright. If they're in ventricular tachycardia, they need emergency care.

Of these, the only one that could really cause brain damage is the ventricular tachycardia, but it would have to be a lot faster than 140-160.

#whump reference #writing reference #heart stuff #tachycardia

[eatmangoesnekkid]

I don't realize that I possess a high level of confidence until I am around other women. I then get to witness how disembodied, timid or afraid many of us are, how scared we can be to share our real thoughts, especially to someone we may be attracted to, or do things alone. I get to see how we can be easily triggered or ungrounded based on what is happening in the environment. I also notice that women tend to pay a lot of attention to how others are perceiving them, observing who is watching, and easily influenced or altered by other people's emotions/actions. I used to be like that as well. This is actually a weakened, hyper-feminine, damsel-in-distressed state and building more harmony in our energetic makeup will be necessary for mind-body-spirit-economic thriving. I wasn't always confident that's for sure, not in my teens or early 20s. When I think about where my confidence rose from, it had a lot to do with me learning to unplug from the matrix, letting go the need to blindly follow status quo thinking, learning to adore my own company and do things alone, and strengthtraining my body. I stopped following the crowd and doing what was cool and popular in my late 20s and started training my body to open up my guardian wisdomkeeper within in order to bring my divine gifts into the world. The Core of the Body is the Original Brain "Most say the gut/core is the 2nd brain, but I treat my gut like the first brain." --India If you have the mobility, any kind of routine and ritualized bending, twisting, squatting, lunging, pulling/pushing, or walking/sprinting action sparks the flow/fluids/energy in your core area. Everything is energy and when we bring in more energy into the center of our bodies (our core/womb space/gut), we begin to solve our body's issues. I have a very "prissy" sassy, socialized feminine nature. It's how I was raised and what I saw modeled growing up in my home. And I have been to the most hood ass gym alone in Atlanta, "Lee Haney Gym" on Ponce de Leon. It was occupied mostly by big muscular men and a few women who competed in bodybuilding competitions and were on steroids in obvious ways. And I still was able to workout alone. This gym had the best high-quality equipment that I could afford at the time and I would put on my headphones, focus my gaze, and do what I needed to do. Overtime I found some of the men to be the sweetest, kindest souls and they embraced me like a little sister and the others --well--I pretty much ignored them. Plus doing exercises that work the center of the body (solar plexus or belly area) gifts you with a natural confidence that can't be faked. This area energetically corresponds to the solar plexus, or the spaciousness where non-arrogant warrior-level confidence is born. Anything from squats, pilates, to HIIT classes will help to bring more stability to your body which increases your knowledge of self and naturally inspires greater confidence. Taking l-theanine magnesium (regulates sleep and anxiety) and not treating your stomach like a 'garbage can' also help. Nurturing the truth of the divine feminine is deeply DEEPLY important but nourishing athleticism (in harmony with your unique and beautiful range of motion and mobility) and nutrient-dense cellular nutrition are also important. Always pray over your food as well. You can't be so feminine that you leave your body behind. And a healthy (or healthier) body is a naturally confident one.

India Ame’ye, Author

[soft-bellied-tannies]

Little Bite #33

Read here or on AO3!

Taehyung was finally going to do it.

His New Year's resolution was to gain weight, finally taking the initiative to indulge in his own kink. The lack of partner to share it with be damned.

He had failed relationships in the past where people just couldn’t understand his interests. He had moments where stuffings were attempted and didn’t work out, leaving him uncomfortable without warm hands to help settle his bloated stomach.

Hypnosis feeder audios and feedism porn only helped him get off, never had enough encouragement behind it to make himself eat.

Taehyung decided the way to go would be intentionally planning his meals in a way that could fit into his normal routine. Without feeder encouragement or affection, he simply needed to increase his intake strategy.

Searching online for the right opportunities to make it happen and he finally found it. A free NYE consultation with personal trainer, Jeon Jungkook.

He claimed the free online consultation to get a workout routine, lying about his current fitness and ability. Taehyung filled out the portfolio “looking” for a heavy weightlifting plan with intense goals.

Jungkook built him a year long plan to follow, honed perfectly for someone well beyond Taehyung’s skill level yet accepted with enthusiasm.

And the plan only continued to work when Jungkook recommended his business partner and highly renowned nutritionist, Park Jimin, who was also running a New Year’s special considering the rise of resolutions in early January.

Taehyung presented his new workout routine as what he will be following for the next year. Jimin built him an extensive plan for bulking and maintaining this rigorous lifting routine, making sure to emphasize the importance of increasing his intake and nutrients to stay healthy.

Like the good listener he was, Taehyung followed Jimin's bulking plan perfectly. Dense protein packed shakes in the morning, heavy carb loading lunches for his “demanding workouts”, and healthy fats piled high on his dinner plate for “recovery”.

He meal prepped and happily enjoyed his “necessary” diet plan while not lifting a single finger toward Jungkook’s thorough fitness plan, but Taehyung couldn’t bring himself to feel bad.

Not when the scale was finally going up in a way he never thought he would get to enjoy. Sure, it was a slow and steady gain, but it worked for Taehyung’s solo gaining journey and that’s what mattered.

Two months and nearly fifteen pounds heavier was satisfying, but it also made him want to push for more. It was only further encouraged by the unintended secondhand embarrassment he got from unexpected calls.

Jimin and Jungkook both check in one day, stating they want to follow up with their NYE promo clients throughout the year to see if they would like to return and pay for services. Taehyung declined and assured them that their plans were perfect and working well for him, feeling the flustered redness fill his face at the blatant lie he was telling.

Months continued to pass and Taehyung’s appetite increased. He got better at making Jimin’s protein shake recipes and started to up his portions over time, feeling pride in his gaining success.

By August, Taehyung had turned his slow fifteen pounds into a much more solid forty. With his interests finally fulfilled and such a nutritionally packed diet, he felt better than ever.

The weight packed on densely from his substantial intake and he was quite proud of his growing potbelly. He loved the fact that his gain stuck to his middle and how his large protein shakes left him bloated and round under his snug shirts.

However, Taehyung didn’t consider the fact that he did a virtual meeting with Jimin and shared a photo in his portfolio with Jungkook meaning they might remember his face.

When Chuseok comes and Taehyung was out visiting a local street festival, the last people he expected to see were his trainer and nutritionist. Here he was, nine months after meeting them, 50 pounds heavier with a growing gut and barely an ounce of muscle.

Taehyung would have felt the rush of humiliation no matter what, but it felt elevated considering that the pair was even more stunning in person - the definition of peak fitness and beauty.

And the heat in his cheeks and butterflies in his belly only grew more when he was met with the most unexpected reaction. As he braced for judging eyes and confused faces, Taehyung had to stop his jaw from dropping when he heard Jimin’s words.

“Looks like bulking is going well, Taehyung-ssi.”

Somehow, Taehyung with pink cheeks and stuttering words ended up at a table outside a food stall sharing an order of hotteok with the two who expected him to be a cut and trim bodybuilder by this point.

And sharing was said lightly considering how Jungkook kept placing them in front of Taehyung until the serving plate was empty.

The night turned out to be full of more and more surprises as Taehyung learned they were a couple and had some interests of their own that sway quite the opposite of what one would think they were attracted to considering their careers.

Interests that could not have aligned more perfectly with Taehyung’s - it felt like a dream.

Jungkook shared how handsome they thought Taehyung was from the beginning and Jimin admitted that they hoped he would fail his rigorous diet in hopes of returning to them in the new year once again.

Taehyung was speechless until he found his words and confidence, commenting that the diet wasn’t considered a fail in his eyes and Jimin’s diet was more successful than he could have ever imagined.

And the surprises didn’t stop there.

All of Taehyung’s confidence washed away again when the pair started to agree and compliment his efforts. They then offered their services for free again, however, this time with Taehyung’s real goals in mind.

When Taehyung left their impromptu date full of street food, he was harboring a renewed sense of excitement for his growing frame.

Especially when he thought about the likelihood of a new relationship too, remembering the rush he felt when they parted ways and Jimin told him that they liked the belly better anyway, sending him off with a wink and kiss on the cheek.

Later that night, Taehyung got a text from Jungkook inviting him to dinner with them, but also an invitation to the couple’s shared office for full BMI assessment and plan update.

Taehyung knew in that moment that his New Year’s resolution was certainly a success.

#soft bellied tannies #chubby bts #bts weight gain #bts feedism #chubby taehyung #implied feeder jungkook #implied feeder jimin #sbt little bites

[bangtanhoneys]

Insecurity - Jimin & Grace

Little warning beforehand - I don't know the full extent Jimin went through in his diet days and I don't know what made him change. I also don't know if a doctor was ever involved. Also, I'm not medically qualified to know for certain what would happen. Please take care reading below.

There seemed to be a telepathic message that went around what was known as the ‘elder’ line. First Hoseok had spotted it then the message got to Jin then Yoongi then to Namjoon who then told Grace, known as the mother of the group. It wasn’t hard not to see it when it was so plain in the face, even if Jimin thought he was being secretive and clever. 

He didn’t eat dinner, again. The last time he had eaten was nine days ago.

The weight was falling off him and the extreme diet he had put himself under for the new music video had started to worry everyone. Even their managers and staff had pulled Jimin aside to question what he was doing, whether he needed a nutritionist and offering alternative ways to help him lose weight but in a healthy way. Everything had been declined. 

So now it was time for Grace to take matters into her own hands. 

He had fainted yesterday. Dropped right in front of her and it had shaken her so much that she thought he had died. Lack of water, lack of sleep and lack of nutrients according to the doctor. They were ordered to keep an eye on Jimin and to implement a diet that wasn’t going to shock his system but to give him everything he needed. 

Soon roast dinners would be the future of every Sunday and even the food-shy Jimin would soon call for it to be a thing. But for now, he couldn’t look at food without turning green. 

How did you help someone who didn’t want to help themselves?

How could you convince someone they were insanely good-looking without the help of a diet? How could you convince someone they were everything and more when they didn’t believe it themselves?

Grace entered Jimin’s room he shared with Hobi and found him curled up on his side, phone in his hands and reading an article on the newest fad diets that would lose weight quicker. “Are you stupid?” Grace asked, closing the door behind her.

The sudden question made Jimin drop his phone but he said nothing, frowning at her. 

“Are you stupid? Because if you continue this, BTS are going to be seven members because the eighth one is in the ground, rotting like a corpse because he was too stupid to see what he was doing to himself.”

As much as Grace wanted to comfort and cuddle, hard love was needed as well. Jungkook hadn’t learned from his mistakes by Grace wrapping him in cotton wool. 

“Jimin, don’t you know how serious this is?” she gently asked, taking hold of his thin wrist and wrapping her fingers around it. “Look at this. Where is the strong Jimin who could bench press his weight in a few seconds? Where is the Jimin whose dancing background would tell him his wrists are going to snap? Why are you doing this?”

“Because I’m fat,” the whisper came.

“Fat? Who told you that?”

“It doesn’t matter because it’s true.”

“Fat,” Grace muttered with an angry growl. “Right okay.”

She gently pulled Jimin up and pulled out of the room, towards her bedroom where a full length mirror stood against the wall. 

“You are thin, dangerously at this point but you are not fat. Your body needs the fats to give you the energy to dance, to sing, to show off your incredible moves. Denying your body of that is going to cause you long-term damage,” she said as she stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his thin waist. He never lifted his head, just stared at the ground.

“Right, starting tomorrow, you and I are on the same diet.”

That jerked a response out of him as he straightened up, turning to look at his noona with a horror filled face. “Noona you can’t.”

“Why not? It’s good for you isn’t it? I need to lose weight so I might as well join you.”

“You can’t. It’s…” he trailed off and realised what he was about to say.

“Dangerous,” Grace finished for him with a small smile. “It’s dangerous. ARMY want to see you fighting fit, not skinny skeleton fit. They want to see those thick thighs and thick arm muscles. Comparing yourself to when you first debuted is pointless - you still were growing, you still had baby fat. So did Jin.”

She could see the cogs working in Jimin’s mind as all the strength he had accumulated by laying down suddenly left him and the only thing that was holding him up was Grace’s arms.

“Promise me that starting tomorrow, you’ll start to wean yourself off this. Me and Seokjin are with you all the way, we’ll look at portions and anything you need. But you need to eat. You can’t not eat for another 10 days.”

She felt Jimin’s head rest on her shoulder and she stayed silent, holding him close. Finally, the tears came so she gave him a squeeze. “I’m here, chimchim. Let us help you.”

The agreement came the next day at the dorm between the boys, Jimin, their doctor, management and Grace - the diet would be weaned off and small meals for Jimin would be prepped so he could pick at them until his appetite came slowly back and then they could take it from there. Finally, Grace could see the light starting to come back.

#gracechuasks #bts 8th member #bts additional member #bts eighth member #bts female member #bts scenarios #bts fic

[coquettecoregirl]

What do if you overeat/binge

Note: I am not a professional, these are just some things that have helped me when I overeat. I do not have an ed, but if you do, then please please visit a professional dietitian/therapist/etc. If you can’t afford one, then check out more healthy eating content on social media uploaded by actual professionals.

What NOT to do:

Don’t starve yourself. This is dangerous! Do not say “I’m not gonna have anything for an entire day because I overate in lunch” etc. Starvation is not the way, it only makes you feel deprived and all you’re gonna do is, overeat again. I do not care if you binged on a whole ass cake or 5 plates of mac n cheese. Do not starve yourself.

Don’t punish yourself through exercise. All you are going to do is throw up and develop an unhealthy relationship with workout because you’re only using it to ‘punish’ yourself. There is no point in going for an hour workout or 2 hour run, literally no point. You’re not helping your body, you’re hurting it.

Don’t Panic or shame yourself. Words and thoughts have an impact - don’t do it. A deep breath in and out. 

What to actually do:

Take a deep breath in and let go. Once you’ve binged or overeaten, there’s no going back. What’s done is done. The future is more important. Doesn’t matter if you had an episode two minutes ago or an hour ago, it’s in the past. We do not panic over our past actions, we learn from it.

Find our your why/ What triggered u? 

Are you overeating because you’re not getting enough nutrients like fiber and protein?

Or are you eating while being distracted by your phone?

Are you eating out of hunger or boredom?

Are you stress/emotional eating?

Eating because of undealt trauma?

Are you eating because it’s a childhood habit to?

Drink cold water. Seriously. This helps so so much, especially if you overeat on sweets or greasy foods. Just the feeling of cold water not only make you more aware but also help with the grease in your mouth.

Brush Teeth/Mouth Wash. This obv gets rid of the food residue in your mouth and makes you feel fresh again. You probably won’t feel like eating again because you’ve just brushed your teeth.

Take a shower. This is so so helpful especially if you’re someone who tends to either panic or depress over the amount you’ve eaten. A cold shower is especially beneficial since it makes you feel fresh, gets your mind off and removes any ‘sticky’ feeling you may have after eating too much.

Wait at least 4-5 hours to have your next meal. You can still eat, just make sure that this time around your food is more nutritious and is a healthy serving. If you’re having a pasta, add vegies to it. Or eat a salad, but make it filling by using plenty of veggies and protein. Make a air fried or oven fried fries. Literally anything but make sure it’s an appropriate serving - not too small but not too large either.

Go for a 10 min walk rather than a 2 hour workout. Put on some music, Rihanna or whatever makes you feel like a bad bitch. This time use exercise as a way to de-stress and help digestion, not to punish yourself. Do not tell yourself that you need to do it. Tell yourself that you’re doing it because it’s fun, because you’re going to have fun. 

#wellness #that girl #it girl #dream girl #dream life #Level Up #Levelling up #level up journey #leveling up tips #glow up #glow up tips #eating tips #healthy eating #wellness and health #wellness girl #pink pilates girl #pink pilates princess #green juice girl #overeating tips #diet tips

[i-love-southpark-milfs69]

I have a few more questions about pip's life:

- how do the people in the orphanage treat pip (both children and adults)

- do you think pip will ever be adopted (i would hehe)

- does pip get tutoring in subjects he doesn't know

- does pip actually have a cell phone if so which one? (every south park kid has one) if not how can you reach pip when Damien wants to see him?

- do you think pip is interested in fashion? Somehow he's the only one who doesn't walk around basic

- does pip actually cry because of the fact that he leads such a shitty life and if so how often and especially when or does anyone actually see that ?

- if pip cries, does anyone actually comfort him?

- is pip often sad

- how is it in winter or summer with his clothes, you only see him in one outfit and I wonder if he is not freezing or sweating

- does pip have a healthy figure?

- does pip have any physical impairments? If so which ones

- can pip actually swim or ride a bike?

- is pip a long or short sleeper?

- How does Damien pip show his love

1.how do the people in the orphanage treat pip (both children and adults)

Hmm I would say they don't treat him the best but they don't treat him like dirt since his clothes and his body always look clean

2. do you think pip will ever be adopted (i would hehe)

Yes I do believe that pip would have been adopted but I also like to headcannon that he was adopted a few times but was returned lmao

Like these two? Three? Idk

I like to think they were his Foster parents for awhile but returned him hehe

3.does pip get tutoring in subjects he doesn't know

Yea I think like all he would get tutoring for subjects he was failing in just like the other kids

4. Does pip actually have a cell phone if so which one? (every south park kid has one) if not how can you reach pip when Damien wants to see him?

When he was alive...no I don't think he would have had a phone

BUT when he died I would think he would have a phone but Satan would have had to buy it for him for the specific purpose of talking with Damien

5. Do you think pip is interested in fashion? Somehow he's the only one who doesn't walk around basic

Yes I think he would someone who's into fashion but...doesn't have a good fashion sense, I mean look at him

NOTHING MATCHES HERE, PURPLE SOCKS?!,RED JACKET?!,BROWN HAT AND A GIANT BROWN BOWTIE?! He good with dressing up fancy he just needs to learn how to match his clothes

6-8. does pip actually cry because of the fact that he leads such a shitty life and if so how often and especially when or does anyone actually see that?

If pip cries, does anyone actually comfort him?

Is pip often sad?

(I put these together because they're all basically the same question)

Yea I believe pip cries and is sad pretty often because of how shitty his life on earth was and in s1 e10 (Damien) pip says that he takes counseling lessons with Mr. Mackey whenever he's feeling lonely, which I would say is pretty often as he's seen sitting at lunch alone alot (except for damiens episode where he sat with Damien)

And lastly i don't anyone other than early seasons Butters, Scott malkinson (since he's apparently he's apart of butters group ig), Dougie, Damien and Mr. Mackey (big IF on that one) would comfort pip when he cries

9. How is it in winter or summer with his clothes, you only see him in one outfit and I wonder if he is not freezing or sweating

He's probably used to the cold and those socks are probably thick enough to keep his legs warm and in summer he looks like that kid that would always wear a jacket no matter how hot it is so he probably sweats alot

10. Does pip have a healthy figure?

Looking at pip's model compared to others

He's seems to be Skinner than average this is probably because he's doesn't really get a chance to eat, growing up very poor and when he does get something to eat his food gets spoiled most of the time

Poor kid's growth would have been stunted from not getting any nutrients :/

Like we see here

He is the smallest kid here 😭

11. Is pip a long or short sleeper?

Hmmm I would he's a pretty long sleeper (he would take a quick nap and wake up 3 hours later if he was in quiet area) but he would be a light sleeper so it wouldn't be that hard to wake him up

12. How does Damien pip show his love

I love to think that Damien has a hard time expressing himself through words so he would show his love for pip in actions rather than words buying gifts, holding hands, kisses, cuddles etc with the occasional "I love you" :)

#south park #sp pip pirrup #sp pip #sp dip #sp damien #sp damien thorn #south park headcanons #Milfy talks

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Would A Sunflora Be A Good Pet?

Sunfloras would indeed be a great pets! They are friendly and low maintenance, but they are very energetic, so those seeking a more sedentary pet should look elsewhere.

At 2 feet tall and 18 pounds, sunfloras are the perfect size for most homes. Interestingly, it seems that sunfloras photosynthesize, which means that you would not need to spend any money on food since they obtain their nutrients from the sun (Gold, Ruby/Sapphire). Those looking to adopt a sunflora must have an outdoor space for them to spend their time in so that they can take in a healthy amount of sunlight every day. When in the sun, sunfloras become really energetic and run all around on their silly little feet (Silver). It can take some work to wrangle them when they get loose, as anyone who’s done the Artazon gym challenge in the Paldea Region could tell you, so you would need to make sure they can’t easily get loose! This is another reason to give them access to plenty of sunshine, as they will seek it out and may break out if they’re not getting what they need (Black/White)

Sunfloras’ hectic daytime behavior is sharply contrasted by how they act when the sun goes down: at night, they close of their petals and remain still (Gold). They won’t be any trouble at night.

Sunfloras’ move pools are an interesting case. As far as move descriptions go, they aren’t capable of doing too much harm. Moves like Absorb and Leech Seed allow them to steal nutrients from targets, which is a little concerning. Many of their moves, while not sounding overtly dangerous, have really high power stats, like Petal Dance. Fortunately, they don’t seem very aggressive or quick to violence, so there’s a pretty low chance they would attack someone. They also have access to the move Ingrain, which allows them to heal themselves by rooting in place, making their ease of care even easier!

Sunfloras are energetic and potentially dangerous, so I wouldn’t recommend just anyone adopt one; different pet owners have different means and capabilities, of course! But for many pet owners who understand their behavior and needs, they would make great low-maintenance pets!

#pokémon #pokemon #sunflora #pkmn irl #PR-A