As we move towards the summer months, this is a healthy reminder that:
BMI is misapplied at best and pseudoscience at worst.
That genetics have far more affect on body type than any other factor.
That a "healthy weight" varies wildly from person to person.
That your body's actual healthy weight shouldn't require constant dieting to maintain.
That some studies have shown that being slightly "overweight" based on BMI actually makes you more resilient against injury and illness.
That unless your weight is actually directly causing you mobility issues or pain, it isn't a problem.
That movement and food should be a source of joy, not self discipline and stress.
That everyone looks better in clothes that fit properly.
That being hydrated and well fed is far more important to your health than you realize.
That fed is best.
That chiseled abs are only really visible if you are dehydrated.
That feeling the sun on your skin and bird song can heal the parts of you that years of dieting and weight watching and self criticism has injured.
That you have no obligation to be sexy or beautiful.
That you should never say things about your own body that you wouldn't say about a friend's or a partner's.
That it is not a moral imperative to be healthy or mobile or skinny.
That the people who judge you for your weight are fighting their own demons.
That People are absolutely terrible at guessing a person's weight. How you dress and carry yourself has far more impact on perception.
That You don't have to be beautiful to enjoy a beautiful day.
Better happy than skinny.
Feeling good is better than looking good.
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jamil, who loves showing affection by cooking food for his loved ones, making sure the curry is seasoned to perfection and your favourite dessert to go along with the meal.
and you, with zero spice tolerance but so incredibly overwhelmed with gratitude and affection for how hard jamil's worked. and with your favourite dessert right there enticing you, you're determined to finish every drop of curry on your plate.
...
it doesn't go too well.
indeed, you have finished every drop of curry. but you've also downed around 12 cups of water, and the burning in your mouth is still unrelenting. jamil visibly looks concerned with how much water you're drinking and it's unavoidable you address your non-existent spice tolerance.
jamil sighs, and his eyes show a hint of exasperation you often see when he's following kailm's whims. you avert your gaze to the floor, upset at yourself that you've disappointed him and maybe he hates you now how could you not like his fo-
flick!
ouch! your hands reach up to shield your forehead, and your eyes meet his. not exasperated, maybe slightly, but amused and... loving??
"dummy, don't go forcing yourself to eat what you don't like," he sighs
you timidly explain you could never do that with how much time and effort he puts into his cooking
his smile widens slightly.
"for now, i guess i'll be making more desserts for you then,"
he chuckles at the way your eyes light up.
"here," he feeds you a spoonful of the chilled dessert. "is your mouth still burning?"
oh. you don't think it is anymore.
but your heart sure is.
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the plan
Wally Darling x Reader
Warnings: you are called dumb by frank lol (he refers to himself as the same GAHSGAH)
although it is not necessary, I highly suggest reading my fics in their recommended order for the best experience! here is the link to all my silly lil wally fics in order. this is #4 :)
Wally, desperate to get you to pick up on his feelings for you, sits down to try and sort out a plan with his wingmen.
“Okay,”
Frank set his hands on the table top, leaning over it. These were important matters!
“We need to brainstorm here,” he said, eyes roaming between the other two seated at the table. “Things Wally can do that our target might actually pick up on,” he stood at his full height, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Oh!” Eddie exclaimed, raising his arm with a smile.
“You don’t have to raise your hand, Eddie.”
“Right,” the mailman smiled sheepishly, hand finding the back on his neck instead. “We can go with the obvious option and have him write a letter or two?” He pitched.
“That did work on me…” Frank noted, nodding his head as he tapped his finger to his chin. “What do you think of that, Wally?”
“I've… tried that,” Wally piped in, his cheeks flushing slightly. He wasn’t very proud of his attempt.
“Oh. You have?” Eddie quirked a brow, puzzled. “I haven’t seen any letters between the two of you recently. Did you deliver it yourself?”
“...I got shy,” he admitted bashfully.
“Writing a letter made you shy?”
“When I write, I tend to overthink it... When I speak, my words simply flow,”
“That… actually makes a lot of sense for you in a way,” Frank commented, brow slightly furrowed. He shook his head, getting his thoughts back on track.
“But, what about the smaller things?” Frank then questioned. “You could try to be a little more physical with them?”
“Yeah, have you tried a hand on their knee when you're sitting with them? Your shoulders close when you're walking together?” Eddie asked.
“I do that,” Wally sighed. You guys were at the point of touching nearly every second you spent together. He would rest his leg against yours when you sat next to each other, he would rub your arm when consoling you, he would place a hand on your back when moving by or leading you somewhere, among any other thing he possibly could. He did all that!
“Eye contact obviously isn’t an issue,” Eddie giggled to himself.
Wally agreed with that fact. How could it be an issue? Wally couldn’t help but to gaze into your pretty eyes. He often found himself getting lost in them, losing track of the conversation sometimes as well.
“Treating them to something, perhaps? Maybe a sweet treat from Howdy’s?”
“Every Sunday. We’ve made it routine,” He said. He was fairly certain he could name all of your favourite snacks from there by heart, at this point.
“Compliments?”
“Constantly,”
“Hand-holding? Hugs?”
“Every moment I can find an excuse to.”
“And you already tried a kiss on the cheek..?”
“Yeah…” Wally deflated, his head resting against the table as nothing came of the interrogation. Was there no hope for him if all these attempts have failed already?
“Huh. They’re just dense, aren't they?” Frank deadpanned.
“Frank!” Eddie scolded.
“What? So were we,” he shrugged.
“Anything I try, they mistake it as me just being friendly,” Wally lifted his head, offering a defeated smile. “Is a friend all I’m meant to be?” He questioned, eyes like those of a kicked down puppy.
“I mean, I don't think so. It’s pretty clear they– ow!”
Frank had stepped on Eddie’s toe under the table, leaving the man pouting.
“It’s pretty clear they think you do these things in a friendly manner, " Frank took over the sentence.
“How do I make it so that they don’t think of it that way?” Wally asked.
“Well…” Frank began.
Wally was open to any suggestions at this point. He was done beating around the bush, and ready to face his feelings toward you head on if need be.
Wally had only one question on his mind. How?
hi!!! here is a lil snippet for today B) next is the one I've been most excited for! I hope that you guys enjoyed this lil inside thing for how Wally gets his advice lol.
here is a link to my silly lil wally fics in their recommended order if you would like :) these can also be found on my ao3 B) I also have a ko-fi if you'd like to support me!
thank you for reading, likes and reblogs are appreciated RAHHH DOPAMINE, and have a great day!!
Posted Sunday, April 30, 2023 at 10:28 AM
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