Plus sized women are never fantasized about in media (unless they’re a size 4-16. And even that is pushing it, according to the mainstream). We’re the sidekicks, in secret, the background, the jokes. We are never the lead, we never get the hot guy or hot girl, we are killed off in a show, even shows that are supposed to represent us and be the most for us - they always exclude us. There’s no posters of us on any characters walls. Hollywood builds itself around seeing worth in only thin people.
Media, and even other people do it. If you aren’t thin, you aren’t desirable, you aren’t human, you aren’t even clean, according to the standards of media/the world. Doesn’t matter if you are healthy or have a health condition. If you’re a fat person, you’re already on the outs.
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Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 12: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression
(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)
Yesterday's poll decided that The Adventurer should rest for the night in an abandoned barn ...
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Somewhat nervous about being out in the woods alone at night, he decides to try finding a more hidden sleeping spot, further off from the path. Though with his injuries, and his exhaustion, he knows he shouldn't walk too far. He tells himself that he'll just adventure a little, only an hour or so, and if he can't find anything better by then, he'll just give up and set a tent in some bushes somewhere......
After 30 minutes, he finally stumbles across an old barn. He can't see it very well with just a trickle of moonlight and the dull glow of his flickering lantern, but it seems to have not been used for many years. Structurally sound enough (at least he hopes), yet shrouded in moss and blankets of various overgrowth..
It takes a few moments to pluck away all of the ivy blocking his path, but he soon closes the rickety doors behind him to focus on the interior. There's no space to light a fire or set up a real tent, and he'll have to block a few holes in the walls so wild animals don't sneak in, but, there are a few surprisingly clear looking sections scattered amongst all the musty hay bales and cobwebs. He chooses a "cozy" spot in the corner, hidden behind a few dusty crates. Though he tosses about uncomfortably in his bedding for quite a while, he's eventually able to fall into a peaceful sleep.….....
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Suddenly, he's startled awake by rustling, catching a dark blurred movement in front of him. He's smart enough to always sleep wearing his backpack over his chest so nobody could just grab it without him noticing, but it seems for the first time in all his travels... someone is actually trying to. Still half asleep, he clings to the bag and yelps, pushing and tumbling away into a moldy wooden barrel after an initial struggle. He pulls himself up to face the hooded figure now looming above him, entirely obscured aside from their vague cloak-ish shape outlined by the faint moonlight behind them..
The Adventurer calls out in a shaky attempt at an aggressive tone, "Wh-wh.. whAT are YOU DOIng? WHo-whu..UHHH??? aahhhG"
"Give me the bag." The hooded figure speaks in a smooth, stern, yet calm voice, slowly taking a step forwards. The cat scrambles to The Adventurer's side, hissing and giving a low growl..
"w-WELL , uh,, sORRY , n-NO , I would rrrather not DO THAT, I h-- I uh-- I don't have even anythi- I don't even have ANYTHING, I mea- wh-wh HWaAt d-do I look RICH to you?? EUggh-" he gulps loudly, holding back nervous vomit, "B-BACK OFF!! you-.. f- uh.. THIEF!!!!!"
The hooded figure pauses for a moment, as if re-strategizing how to approach the situation. "Look, kid, I don't want to hurt you. But I need you to give me that egg."
"WHWh-what egg? I-I don.. DON'T have an EGG, I'm uh…aCTUALLY a-allergic to eggs, s-sso-"
"The egg that's in a wooden box. In your bag. Don't waste your time bullshitting me.. Come on, let's make this quick." The hooded figure extends their arm, motioning to be handed the egg.
Still desperately fighting not to throw up everywhere, The Adventurer simply sits on the floor, staring up at the hooded figure blankly as he tries to think.. Is he seriously being robbed for the first time? Is that like, a cool milestone, or a bad one? He's read about it in adventuring books before but... the reality feels so much different.. How can he get out of this? Strategies scatter through his mind, but he's too shaken to find any clear answers.. What should he do?
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Additional Information
the adventurer's current main quest: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has
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Adventures with Odessan: Bard, Meat Head, Hat Aficionado.
Pronouns: He/Him/They/Them. Drow, Bard.
Romance: Gale(?), Alignment: Chaotic Good
I like the idea that Ode has total mutism, and he communicates with others through a variety of methods. Sign is one, magic another, but the Tadpoles are, if unwanted, another method he can use among the group.
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My opinion on Brandon Sanderson was formed when I was reading Mistborn back when I was in college
I was happy about the potential of having a really prolific, established, mostly well-regarded new SFF author to read! Cautiously happy, because SFF Has Burned Me Before, but hopeful
I liked the beginning of Mistborn! I really did. I liked the protagonist a lot, and went ahead and dug in
here's the thing though: my first loyalty is almost always to female characters, esp in SFF, because way too much SFF (especially older SFF) has treated female characters so poorly
And as I kept reading Mistborn, I started noticing that...there weren't really any female characters besides the protagonist
And I kept going, "Well, maybe in the next group of characters that get introduced!"
And that kept just...not happening
Eventually, maybe half to two thirds of the way through the book, a second female character was introduced! Nice! Finally!
She ended up, iirc, being a maid or a servant with a bit part at one of the locations (a noble house), and was then never mentioned again
And look, it's been a while since I read Mistborn, and I wasn't inclined (though I was tempted) to go through the whole book to double check, so I can't swear by this
But iirc? That servant and/or maid was the only other named female character in the entire 600+ page book
So, yeah, that's right about when I lost interest in what Brandon Sanderson had to say
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