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(detail from ‘Bacchus’ c. 1638-1640 by Peter Paul Rubens)

Me in the morning when my f/o still hasn't magically materialized in my bed overnight

Here is your mission.

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

This

I love you saggy boobs i love you "apple shaped" bodies i love you big belly and chest small hips and ass i love you bellies that droop

I hate you "how to dress for your shape" i hate you "make your waist look smaller" i hate you weight loss ads i hate you european beauty standards i hate you "fixes for saggy boobs" i hate you only seeing representation of hourglass and pear shaped fat people

(This isn't a terf post. I cant stop terfs from reblogging, but know that i hope you grow up and unlearn your transphobia)

something different about seeing a selfship positivity post that’s all like “selfshipping is awesome! we all support each other! your f/os love you no matter what!”

and then at the bottom there’s a big fat dni that insults proshippers

love that 💔

Night Lover

Pairing: Yandere Regulus Black x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY:  Regulus wants to see you, even if it’s in the middle of the night while you’re sleeping. 

WARNINGS: Stalking; Non Consensual Touching; Somnophilia; Obsession; Stealing Panties 

AN: Please, reblog and give me feeback.

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“Lumus.” the tip of his wand lights up, allowing Regulus to see the disposition of your dorm. 

It’s filled with darkness and the sounds of a girl lightly snoring are the only sound that he can hear. What he’s doing is risky but he needs this, to be close to you. It’s a desperate need, a burning desire that won’t let him rest in peace.

Regulus is quick to find your bed, immediately heading towards it after shutting down the light from the spell. He doesn’t want to wake you up plus your bed is right next to the window, the moonlight casting its dim brightness over your bed.    

You're sprawled out on the bed, sheets laying half on the floor as you sleep on your side. You sleep soundly, the night gown raised enough to allow him to have a good view of your panties.

A few hair strands are glued to your face and he reaches out to remove them, his fingers taking the chance to lovingly rub your cheek. You look adorable while sleeping. 

His hand lowers down, running his fingers through your body. A pleasant warmness fills him when he comes in contact with your clothed chest, the round shape of your breast is too inviting and Regulus can’t stop himself from giving it a light squeeze.

His dark eyes immediately look at you but you remain blissfully asleep, completely unaware of his presence. He takes the chance to trail downwards towards your legs but as soon as his hand touches your skin, he’s taken by a dangerous urge.

Regulus quickly puts his hand inside your gown, pulling down your panties in a swift movement. With the lack of light, it’s hard to decipher what color they are but it doesn’t matter, they’re yours and now, his. 

A proud smile makes its way towards his face as he approaches the panties to his nose, taking a deep sniff. They smell like you and to have such intime piece of underwear of yours, makes his cock feel alive.

Regulus wants to do something, the desire to jerk off right there with you sleeping is strong but a ruffling noise of a girl moving in her bed makes him weary. 

Not today. Regulus decides as he stuffs your panties inside his pocket. He can’t stay too long, he doesn’t want to get caught in the girls dorm while holding your panties. 

Leaning down, he presses a kiss on the skin of your leg before turning around and silently leaving. 

He’ll come back another time. 

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incase it wasn’t clear - i am and my blog is anti-terf 👍

diet culture is so fucking sad.

i once played the asking game with my mom when she was talking to me about her diet plans.

why are you dieting? because i've gained loads of weight recently. who cares? everyone does. i don't care. but i do. why? because i don't want to be fat. why don't you want to be fat? because it's embarrassing and i don't want to be an ugly pig. is being fat hurting you? not especially, but it's not nice for other people to look at.

at this point i looked at her and said "don't you think it's sad that you're spending your whole life putting these rules upon yourself, rules that naturally skinny people aren't expected to abide by, all for the effort of trying not to be fat?" and she looked back at me with suddenly wet eyes and said, with an amount of difficulty, that yes, it is sort of sad when you think about it.

she's been fat ever since i, her eldest child, was born. she was always super skinny in her youth, but pregnancy changed her body shape and her metabolism, and i only ever knew her as a very fat woman growing up. chances are, she will never be thin again. her lifestyle is no different to how it was before my existence; her body just works differently now. she sees it as a personal failure. she doesn't eat her favorite foods anymore, doesn't go out dating, doesn't make friends, doesn't go to events, doesn't allow anyone to buy her clothes for her birthday because she can't bear anyone knowing her size. she lives a lonely life, unwilling to do her favorite things. she elected for a gastric bypass surgery which, over the last few years, has introduced multiple complications that came very close to killing her, and yet she doesn't regret the surgery because it helped her lose a few pounds. she basically does not have a stomach anymore and she still believes her fatness is because she's been doing something wrong for the last 20something years.

diet culture is deadly not only because of the self-starvation and malnutrition but because it rips away pieces of your life that you're supposed to enjoy. relationships and sex are only for thin people, a glass of wine and some chocolate at the end of a difficult day is an indulgence only allowed to thin people, cute clothes are only for thin people, family photographs are only for the thin relatives, riding a bike on vacation with your kids is only for families with thin parents.

doesn't your soul ache? doesn't it hurt you to see people doing this to themselves, to inflict this on YOURself? you can do all of these things. your life can be lived fully and joyously and with love, but you distance yourself from the things that make you happy because you feel like you aren't good enough for them. it breaks my heart.

fatphobia is something oft inflicted upon people by others, but it comes from inside too. kill the part of you that thinks you aren't good enough. your body is perfect already, my love.