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adviserbabycom · 4 months

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Babyzen YoYo² VS Bugaboo Butterfly Comparison

In this review, I provide a detailed comparison of the Babyzen YoYo² and Bugaboo Butterfly strollers, focusing on their design, functionality, and suitability for different parenting needs. Babyzen YoYo² vs Bugaboo Butterfly: Main Features Comparison Table Babyzen YoYo² Analysis of Performance: - Design & Build: The YoYo² is a compact and lightweight stroller but is reinforced efficiently, making it sturdy. - Ease of Use: Features like steering with one hand and an integrated shoulder strap make it convenient for daily tasks and traveling. - Travel Compatibility: With IATA compatibility and the ability to fit in most overhead compartments, the YoYo² is ideal for parents on the go. - Durability & Maintenance: The stroller is designed to be low maintenance and can stand up to regular use by multiple children. Bugaboo Butterfly Analysis of Performance: - Design & Build: Designed with a growing baby in mind, it offers extra space for a toddler's comfort and has a rigid construction to ensure longevity. - Ease of Use: Comes with added features like an adjustable leg rest and a rain cover for the baby's comfort and protection. - Accessories Compatibility: Can be accessorized with most Bugaboo products. - Durability: It is meant for all-day usage and has a solid construction ensuring it lasts without any issues. Babyzen YoYo² - Lightweight & Portable: Weighing around 6 kg (13 lbs), and folding down to compact dimensions, it's quite travel-friendly. - Load Capacity: While it's lightweight, it can comfortably hold 22 kg and even has additional storage for essentials. - Material & Build: Made of sturdy materials, its overall design has proven to be durable, at least for the duration I've used it. - Wheel Design: The front wheels may feel a bit lose initially but offer decent stability, especially for urban environments. Bugaboo Butterfly - All-day Readiness: Designed for rigorous everyday use, this stroller can handle your day-to-day journeys with ease. - Rigid Construction: It's built to last, ensuring there's no breaking or shifting, providing a sense of reliability. - Additional Features: Comes with an adjustable leg rest and rain cover which, in my experience, has been more essential than the YoYo²'s travel bag. - Off-road Capability: Its standout feature is its ability to handle off-road situations effectively. So, which stroller should you get? In most common situations, if you're a parent always on the go and require something lightweight yet durable, especially for urban settings, the Babyzen YoYo² might be your pick. However, if your lifestyle demands a stroller that's both sturdy and versatile, suitable for a variety of terrains and daily rigorous use, the Bugaboo Butterfly could be a better choice. Remember, the right stroller should cater to your specific needs and the environments you frequently find yourself in. Always consider factors like your daily routine, travel habits, and how often you'll be using the stroller when making a choice. Comparative Analysis: Babyzen YoYo² vs Bugaboo Butterfly - Decoding Performance Metrics for the Best Buy Babyzen YoYo²: - Weight: Approximately 6 kg (13 lbs). - Load Capacity: Designed to hold up to 22 kg in the seat. - Dimensions when Folded: Compact enough for easy travel. - Backboard Height: Not specifically mentioned but might be an issue for taller kids. - Wheel Design: Suitable for urban environments but with some initial looseness. - Price Point: More budget-friendly for parents, offering value for money. Bugaboo Butterfly: - Seat Space: Features an extra spacious seat with a high backrest and extra padded inlay. - Backboard Height: Longer than the YoYo², catering to taller toddlers. - Base Width: 34cm wide, providing more room for your child. - Handle Height: Stands at 102.4 centimeters. - Basket Size: Designed for easier access to stored items. - Price Point: A bit more, but offers longevity and durability that could lead to cost savings over time. Personal Opinion: Upon analyzing the specific measurements of both strollers, it's evident that the Bugaboo Butterfly offers a more spacious design tailored for growing children. It may come at a slightly higher price point, but its durability promises a longer lifespan, which can be a cost-effective choice in the long run. The Babyzen YoYo², on the other hand, shines in its compactness and affordability, making it ideal for parents who travel frequently or are on a budget. Both strollers have their merits; it boils down to what specific features align with your personal needs. Comparing Babyzen YoYo² and Bugaboo Butterfly: A Deep Dive into Parental Experience Babyzen YoYo²: The Compact City Walker Impressions and Strong Points: The Babyzen YoYo² is impressive when it comes to its lightweight and compact design. Living in a bustling city and having to frequently hop on public transportation, a stroller that can be folded up with ease and doesn’t eat up a lot of space is a godsend. Plus, its stability and sturdiness surprised me! The harness system and deep recline feature offer both comfort and safety, which are paramount when choosing products for our little ones. Room for Improvement: The sun coverage is good, but I've been in situations where I wished for just a little more shade for those peak sunny hours. Maintenance is minimal which is great, but you should always be on the lookout for wear and tear just to be safe. Bugaboo Butterfly: The All-Day Companion Impressions and Strong Points: The Bugaboo Butterfly is quite the marvel when it comes to the space it offers. It ensures that toddlers have plenty of room to grow into it, which is crucial for longer usability. The 34cm wide base, adjustable 19 cm leg rest, and long backboard show how much thought has gone into ensuring children’s comfort. And let's not forget the textiles - they feel luxurious and offer a gentle touch which is ideal for sensitive baby skin. Room for Improvement: Even though it's lightweight compared to many models out there if you’re frequently on the move or traveling, you might find the Babyzen YoYo² more portable. Final Thoughts: Both strollers offer something unique and choosing between them boils down to what suits your lifestyle more. If you’re an urban dweller always on the go, Babyzen YoYo² is your pick. But if you're someone who enjoys long walks in the park and needs a stroller that can keep up day in and day out, the Bugaboo Butterfly might be the one. Exploring Brand Resources for Better Decision Making - Bugaboo's Official Website (https://www.bugaboo.com): Offers detailed product specs, videos, and even user guides. But what I personally appreciate the most is the transparency – they list out not just the features, but also address some of the common concerns users might have. They've got a dedicated section for customer reviews as well, which gives you genuine insights from parents who've been there, and done that. Oh, and don't miss out on their blog. They share some pretty neat tips and tricks there! - Babyzen's Official Website (https://www.babyzen.com): For those leaning more towards the YoYo², Babyzen's website is where you should be heading. It's user-friendly, and sleek, and provides in-depth details on their stroller range. One feature I found super handy is their comparison tool, where you can directly compare different models and see what suits you best. Plus, they've got a plethora of tutorial videos. For someone like me who's more of a visual learner, this is a boon. And guess what? They also have a dedicated section with real-life stories from other parents, which adds that personal touch and trust factor. Essential Accessories for Babyzen YoYo² and Bugaboo Butterfly: A Detailed Comparison Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs): Babyzen YoYo² VS Bugaboo Butterfly Comparison Read the full article

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dinosaursmate · 5 years

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#went through quite the journey with my bff tonight #through old photos and stuff #and went back through my mfp #it was all a bit of a wake up call #at my lightest i was 4 stone lighter #and i still have clothes from then that i kind of fit into but not well #i went from being very depressed at how ive let myself get #all the way through to knowing i can lose it again #i know we don't like talking about weight loss and that kind of thing #but im feeling optimistic #i mean i was going t the gym at that point and im totally not going back #because i have no actual job lol #but i had a lot of success on the wii too so im backon that #i realised these past couple of days that actually #im a yoyo dieter and i didn't even realise until now #anyway #gtg to bed so i can work out in the AM! and cook my food!#crap i forgot to cook my damn food #diet tw #weight loss tw

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tsarinatorment · 3 years

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If you follow my fic blog you might have seen me grumbling about rl, but that’s my fic blog so personal stuff doesn’t get a dedicated post there. So the grumbles are going to happen here, because the last week or two have been hard, and... yeah. I think I’ll do this via bullet points, because I haven’t broken down crying yet and I’m doing my best to keep it that way but I also just need to vent, a bit.

I can’t go home for Christmas. I’m 200 miles away from my family and the journey’s too much of a risk. Too many people in my family are in the high-risk category.

My Grandmother’s in and out of hospital like a yoyo at the moment. (I said goodbye to her before I left because we knew it was a possibility I won’t see her again but it still scares me)

My dog (still young, supposedly fit and healthy) had a stroke a week ago. He appears to have recovered, but that was terrifying. (I’m scared he’ll have another and I’ll never see him again)

My flatmate was supposed to be staying here with me over Christmas because he also thought the journey was too much of a risk. He changed his mind on Sunday. I got all of five minute’s warning before he left. (I kept smiling for him until he was gone so he wouldn’t feel bad about leaving me to spend Christmas with his family like everyone should be able to)

An old reoccuring health problem no-one ever found the cure for seems to be back. (I think it might be stress or anxiety but no-one knows)

I’m going to be here alone for Christmas.

Everyone else I know has gone home. I know no-one in the country.

I can’t go home.

Yes, it was my decision. Yes, I would rather have a lonely Christmas this year than do anything to increase the risk to my family.

It still hurts.

(I don’t want to tell my family just how much so they don’t worry)

Any Scott, or TAG, or even just something simple. Just... something? (Some of you are already talking to me and/or throwing Scott at me and thank you so much; you know who you are and quite frankly I’m not sure how I’d have got through yesterday without you).

I feel like I’m constantly on the edge of tears, and I’m lonely, and it hurts. I don’t want to be alone but I don’t want to be the cause of anyone else’s misery, either. Not ever and definitely not now

#personal #vent #thunderbirds are go #i shoved most of it under a cut this time #don't feel obligated to read #tl;dr my life sucks please send Scott

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flabotanum · 4 years

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The AoS Finale - Where Everyone Ended Up

A Positive Review:

I’m just gonna preface this by saying: I don't think this was a perfect end to the show but in my opinion it came pretty close and I'm happy with it, so this is a positive outlook on where all the characters ended up. I’m not super interested in dwelling on what could have been and this show means a great deal to me so the fact that I’m overall happy with where everyone ended up is something I was hoping for and glad came to be. (This also ended up being way longer than anticipated hence the “keep reading” if your interested in my rambling)

The Nature of Family:

“Yet, this is the nature of families; I have seen it countless times on countless worlds. People arrive so we celebrate, and people leave us so we grieve. We do what we can with the time in between but the cycle is always there - no-one escapes it, not even me.” - Enoch (7x09)

The found family has always been my favourite aspect of the show, so finding out that the team wouldn't be together at the end (ever, because Deke stayed behind but also just them not staying a team) hit me hard. But after seeing it and how it was done, it honestly feels like a pretty realistic and bittersweet ending that fits the characters’ progression without ruining what I loved about their relationships. Because it doesn’t feel like they've really broken up the family – in fact, they feel like they're practically an actual family despite being apart now. That VR meeting they had was very reminiscent of an awkward family reunion, except we can clearly see that they all still love each other and aren’t interested in losing contact – there's no longer an imminent threat and so life goes on; the team members have their own lives now and those lives involve them not being together beyond meeting up every so often.

(Also, the spirit of a found family isn’t lost with the addition of Kora and Alya into these characters’ lives - sure, Daisy now has a biological sister and Fitzsimmons have their own kid but that doesn’t negate any of their other relationships to the team but instead makes it so that Kora and probably more so Alya are extensions of this larger family - like Deke was)

Happy Endings and New Beginnings (Each Character’s Ending):

LMC!Coulson: I fully expected LMC!Coulson to deactivate himself at the end of the season, but I actually like what happened with him in the end. Real Coulson being denied a peaceful death is what started this show and so when season 5 came, I was honestly happy that they ultimately let him die and it was a major concern for me that LMC!Coulson would take away from that, so seeing that in the end he was given full autonomy over that choice made me very happy. He's still with SHIELD but is also being allowed to do his own thing, and he is finally being left in charge of his own fate: the team obviously wants him to stick around but they are respecting his choice to decide that for himself. Plus, ending with him and Lola 2.0 flying off felt like a very good and satisfying bookend for the show to me.

May: I'll start with Philinda – I couldn't see any way for Coulson and May to end up together because the real Coulson had died and LMC!Coulson is ultimately not him; as much as I enjoyed their scenes together this season, it wouldn't have felt right to me for them to end up in a relationship together (and as for saving Real Coulson – they didn't go anywhere near that time and honestly saving Coulson would've been unfair to both him and LMC!Coulson, so I don't think it would've worked properly, especially with only 13 episodes)

So for May's actual ending: I think it's great. Over the course of the season it seemed to me that she was getting semblances of emotion back and in the VR meeting it looked like she was almost back to normal (I’ll admit that this should have been confirmed explicitly and overall explained a bit more but I digress). And as for being a teacher, she has been a maternal figure and S.O. for the majority of the show to several agents (primarily Daisy) and so ending the show with her retired from active field duty and becoming a teacher for a whole new generation of SHIELD agents (at Coulson Academy no less) felt like a wonderful ending for her character. It also felt - to me at least - like she and LMC!Coulson still have a bond (her offer was the only one he really responded to) and I think leaving it open was the best thing they could’ve done.

Daisy: I was always one of the fans that wanted Daisy to be the director at the end but given the character’s progression, I’m happy with what we got. Daisy has always been shown to be a good leader for small teams; we saw that with the Secret Warriors and the Space Team at the start of Season 6, so giving her a team and her own Zephyr to go out and explore space felt appropriate. She's in a place where she's comfortable with who she is and so allowing her to fill the role that Coulson had in her life with Kora brings her story full circle. She's "loving the journey" with Sousa and seems to be actually happy with her smaller space family. She was definitely the least comfortable with leaving the team for good, as shown by her looking at all the empty chairs at the end of the VR meeting and everything she said to Mack in 7x11, but I think it was important to show that despite the team splitting up, she still has that family - it’s just that she doesn’t see them all the time and that’s okay because they’ll still always be her family. (Also, Coulson asking her to give him a call when she got back felt a lot like a parent who’s kid had moved away which drove home that idea for me)

Fitz and Jemma: Not much to say for these two – they got their happily ever after with Alya and I think that's beautiful. Fitz fully retiring felt like the right call given that being a SHIELD agent was the cause of a lot of pain for him (I'm not saying it didn’t result in a lot of pain for everyone else because it definitely did, but I've always felt like Fitz would be better off living a peaceful and uneventful life since he's never really much enjoyed the good parts of being an agent like the others did). Jemma sort of retiring but helping Daisy with some stuff was also great. Honestly, just the two of them raising Alya is a good ending for them (not to mention Alya having this massive extended family that spoils her - it just warms my heart)

Deke: Deke probably has the most bittersweet ending because he doesn't get to see the rest of the team again. I have no doubt he'll look after the versions of the people he loves in his new timeline (like he told Mack he would) and he also has his own little found family with the Deke Squad (if I recall correctly, they said they’d be at the Triskelion after a few weeks so I don’t think they got killed when it went down) so I think he'd ultimately be happy. Sometimes you don’t get the girl but Deke made a major sacrifice for the girl he liked and the family he'd grown to love, and that’s a testament to how much he had grown from the guy we met in the future who didn’t understand how people would be willing to sacrifice like that. (Also, as much as it'd be nice for Alya to actually be Deke's mum - they kept saying “maybe” so I think they know the odds are extremely slim and are just being very hopeful - this ending made it so that messing up another timeline had actual consequences that Deke has to deal with and I can appreciate that)

Mack and Yoyo: I don’t have much to say for these two either. I was surprised that Mack remained at SHIELD but honestly, he's really grown into the job so him being the Director of a fully re-established SHIELD and getting to continue working with Yoyo, May and Coulson (and Daisy I think) in some capacity is nice – it also seems like he's enjoying it so that's great. Yoyo being a highly decorated agent, getting her own team and working for an institution she trusts (in no small part because Mack is in charge) is also a great ending for that character, because when we met her all she wanted was to make a difference which she can continue to do with SHIELD. (also Yoyo usually seemed to, for the most part, enjoy being an agent so that’s a happy ending I think).

All in all, I think that the way in which the show ended and where we see all the characters after a year was handled well. They’re all pretty happy but there’s a bittersweet realism in that they’re no longer all together and sometimes you have to embrace that life goes on. As far as I’m concerned, they’re still a family but they’ve entered new chapters in their lives - like Mack and Daisy said in 7x11, it’s not the same but that’s okay.

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fishiousdev · 3 years

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First Post : An Introduction

Ahoy, reader! Welcome to the first post of my blog!

Throughout the coming weeks, I will try to regularly write about my current journey as a video game developer. My posts will include progress on my game development, the thought processes and concepts towards the creation, and various other game dev related topics including inspirations, research and the indie game dev scene.

To properly introduce myself and what I am, allow me to talk briefly about my ongoing large game dev project, Fish Sword.

Fish Sword is a 2D side-scrolling action game currently solo developed by me. The game’s code is written in Game Maker Studio 2, the latest and current version of the long running series of Game Maker game engines by YoYo Games. In Fish Sword, you play as a human girl named Jun and her green fish friend, Kv, as they take on an army of nasty frog minions. As the title implies, Jun takes on her foes by swinging the fish around like a sword. The concept sounds like it makes for a relatively simple game doesn’t it? A good old 2d platformer where you occasionally whack away at enemies? Though, simple as it may seem, Fish Sword strives to be a more complex game focused on mastery of its mechanics and tools given to the player. A term more fitting of the genre this game aims to become would be “character action”, a sub-genre of hack-n-slash action games where the gameplay is more centric to the main player character who is given a large variety of actions to be played with by the player, creating high potential for intense combo-driven gameplay and creative expression through the player’s actions in-game.

The player is given a wide range of actions. Here, they are able to perform an attack, jump, an aerial attack, dash and attempt a grab. At the surface, it’s a simple kit of moves, though as you delve deeper, multiple branches of actions open up from singular inputs. By pressing the attack button, you can follow up with another attack, or by holding up before pressing attack again, the character will throw out a launching attack that sends enemies upwards, which creates a potential for juggling enemies in an air combo.

When a foe is sent into the air, it becomes up to the player to dictate their next course of action on how to continue attacking. Do they jump and attempt to continue their barrage of attacks in the air? Or do they continue the onslaught on the ground? The game forces the player to make quick decisions based on their understanding of how the game plays and as a result, creates intense, exciting moments with satisfying game feedback.

The game’s visuals are done in a pixel art style hand drawn and animated by me. Using pixel art, I aim to deliver a cute simplistic art style to the game while still being able to do snappy action animations that emphasize the overall game feel.

I think that makes enough for a brief introduction to Fish Sword. Are you hooked yet? If you’ve been snagged, then I’ll see you in my next post.

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thewritewolf · 3 years

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Old Ways, New Age Chapter 4

A major akuma attack hits and Ladybug has to seek out heroes to wield the miraculous if they will have any hope of stopping them.

@marinettemarch

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

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“As much as I hate to say it… the best place I can hide it is in my own room for now.” Ladybug sighed and looked at her partner with a serious expression on her face. “Do you think you can hold off the akuma long enough for me to take this back?”

Chat Noir was staring off into the distance, where the head of… something… was poking over the buildings. His tail swished behind him, low and lazy. He nodded.

“I’ll do my best to keep it distracted.” His eyes landed on her. “Hurry back though, okay?”

“I promise. Now get going, and I’ll meet up with you as soon as I can.”

With a grin, Chat Noir gave her a quick salute and leapt off the roof. A moment later, he soared back into view, propelled by his extending baton. She watched him go for a few seconds longer before taking out her yoyo and swinging away.

On the way back, her mind was racing. She had been banking on hunting down Namdak to keep the miracle box safe - but now she was going to be distracted by the akuma battle for who knows how long. Would he be bold enough to try again? If she hid it somewhere else in the city, would he be able to find it? Or would she end the battle only for it to have vanished?

The thought of some random civilian - or, even worse, an agent of Hawkmoth - finding the miracle box outside during the coming battle sent shivers down her spine. No, she’d tuck it in her room and hope that the same paranoia that made the Guardians so cautious would keep the box safe for tonight. At least then if it disappeared, she could be sure it hadn’t fallen into Hawkmoth’s hands.

She’d hidden it away the best that she could and was about to leave her room when she got a call on her yoyo. Lowering her hand from its throwing position, she backed into a corner before opening the yoyo to answer the call, ensuring that the view of her room was minimal.

“Something up, Chat?”

“Uhhh yeah I don’t think-” A wall of noise from an explosion nearby on his end drowned him out. “-and we’re gonna need some help on this.”

“Help?” Ladybug blinked down at his video image. “How much help?”

“Um…” The scene behind Chat was a blur thanks to his running and even her partner was a little hard to make it with how the screen was shaking. “How about two? Someone strong—” He cut himself off to duck and the wall behind him burst into rubble. “And maybe some insurance, too. Are there any healing miraculous?”

Ladybug cupped her chin and narrowed her eyes. “I’ll see what I can do. Can you keep it busy for a little while longer?”

Even in the middle of a fight, he took a second to flash her a grin. “For you? Anything.” A shadow fell over him and his grin evaporated. “Gotta go, LB!”

His screen went dark and she put the yoyo back on her side. Her mind racing, she pulled out the miracle box from its hiding spot and looked over the miraculous at her disposal.

This was the first time they’d had to call on new miraculous heroes since the Miracle Queen fiasco - everyone she’d already brought out was out of the running for now. At least with the miraculous they’d used before.

Someone strong… The physically strongest miraculous was Stompp, the Ox kwami. Hopefully that was what Chat meant. On the bright side, since she had never called on it before, she could give it to practically anyone she wanted.

As for insurance, well… she wasn’t aware of any healing abilities outside her Ladybug Cure, but the ability of the Snake miraculous, Second Chance, was a good runner up. Although that did mean that Luka and probably Adrien, too were out of the running.

Her eyes widened with realization. The two she had in mind might not be the perfect fit for the miraculous, but they would be the best fit she had. After checking her notes for her friends’ schedules, she hid the miracle box away as best she could and hoped that she could bring down this akuma in time.

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Ladybug landed at the front door of a gym. Quips and puns could just barely be heard above the explosions and maniacal laughter of the akuma of the day, none of which was all that far away from where she was standing. Even more worrying was the occasional tremor that shook the city - was it a giant amok, or a tunneling one? Practically everyone with any sense left was long gone.

Which just left those who were too caught up in their own competition to worry about something as trivial as an akuma attack.

Upon entering the building, she peered into the various exercise rooms looking for her duo of potential heroes. Despite being inside, the sounds of battle still reached her, driving her to move faster in locating them. As much as she wanted to keep them separate for identity purposes, she had no idea if Chat would be able to hold on that long.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she opened the door to a basketball court to see the two of them locked in the middle of a game. One which only had a passing resemblance to basketball, judging by Alix’s rollerskates and the obstacles set up on the court.

Alix noticed her first, giving her a double take as she tried to dribble across the court.

“Ladybug?!”

The price for her inattention came immediately when she collided with Kim. Ladybug watched the basketball bounce forlornly past her and hit the wall. Clamping down on the last minute doubts she had about them, she walked over to the pile of athletes as they were trying to get to their feet.

“Woah!” A grin spread across Kim’s face. “Did you come to coach our match, Ladybug? Pipsqueak over here could definitely use some pointers.”

Finally getting her skates under her, Alix shot a glare at him. “You wanna try that again, airhead? Cuz the scoreboard sure as hell doesn’t agree with you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Kim snorted and crossed his arms over his chest. “Not my fault you’ve got all those dirty tricks to get ahead.”

“You-!”

“Cut it out and listen to me!” Ladybug had enough of their bickering at school - she wasn’t about to tolerate it now. “There is a big fight going on and we need help. Who’s in?”

“Oo, oo, pick me!” Kim raised his hand and put the other on Alix’s head and shoved her back slightly. “I, uh… Let’s just say this isn’t my first lap around the pool.”

Kim gave an obvious and exaggerated wink to Ladybug, who could only pinch the bridge of her nose in exasperation.

Alix rolled her eyes. “She said she needs help, not someone that she’ll need to babysit. Besides,” Alix added with a knowing grin. “I’ve been hoping to hop into a fight for ages now. Know what I mean, LB?”

Ladybug put her hands together to cover her face, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. When she felt a little more composed, she looked back at them.

“I’ve got two miraculous here - the fight is going that bad. Are you still interested?”

Alix and Kim looked at each other for a moment before nodding. Ladybug gave them each her usual speech and handed them the miraculous - the Snake for Alix and the Bull for Kim. Both seemed surprised at the specific miraculous they got, but took it in stride.

With two new heroes in tow, Ladybug rushed out of the gym and hoped that she would make it in time.

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As he examined the locking box trap that had captured his hand, Master Namdak took a moment to respect the chosen of Creation. Fire and boldness were likely pairs when dealing with those who wielded the miraculous, but deviousness and cleverness were a rare pearl.

Sadly for her, mere tricks were not sufficient to guard the miracle box - another reason why it needed to be returned to the order.

Tapping the box twice with his staff, the hinges flew open and the trap dropped to the ground, leaving the miracle box securely in his hand.

He leapt out of the room and stood on the rooftop. Deep in his bones, he knew that he needed to leave for Tibet soon. The journey was long and the return home would be equally as arduous. He stood still, quietly taking in the scenery. His eyes roved the horizon, taking in the sight of a city from two hundred years in the future.

Which was when he saw the villains that had been so helpful in acquiring the miracle box. They were locked in a desperate battle against the heroes of this city. Despite himself, Master Namdak was drawn closer to the fighting. Even setting aside his time spent removed from the world, it had been long decades since he had last seen the miraculous in action. Curiosity could not be ignored.

He watched from a rooftop as a team of four heroes battled against the puppets of the butterfly and peacock, saw the ebb and flow of the battle.

Master Namdak had long years of experience - he could see the clash of personalities apparent on the heroic team. By all rights, a lack of cohesion ought to have been enough to destroy them.

And yet... despite that, Tikki’s chosen held them firm. They followed her instructions without question, no matter how baffling they might seem. Her knowledge of the miraculous strengths was astounding as she used each power of her allies like a familiar tool in her armory. If circumstances were different, perhaps she could have been a Guardian as well. Perhaps even risen to the rank of Master, like himself.

But they fought a losing battle. Even with aid, Master Namdak knew that they were on the backfoot and edging closer and closer to defeat.

He turned to leave.

Long moments passed, but he could not take a step forward.

He looked over his shoulder at the heroes battling against evil, his heart torn between duty and compassion.

#Miraculous Ladybug #Ladybug #le chien kim #max kante #Chat Noir #Marinette March #ml fanfiction #my writing #Old Ways New Age

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flippin-fins · 3 years

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All I Want is to Fly With You

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Summary: When Chat suggests a change during patrol one night, Ladybug is happy to oblige

The wind whistled past her ears as she swung from building to building.

Nights like these were her favorite. Just her enjoying the evening, just the moonlight to keep her company. Sure Chat Noir would be there soon for a joint patrol and then take over for the last lap of the night, but right now it was just her.

Ladybug rolled the yoyo between her fingers, adjusting her grip as she decided which rooftop to take a breath on. She didn’t want to stop, but Ladybug was sure that Chat would want to race, to push her as they lost sight of the world around them, and she needed to prepare herself.

Finding a slanted roof that she knew would be comfortable to wait on, Ladybug twisted, changing directions towards her new destination. She landed quietly, hoping to go unnoticed by any occupants below. A common rooftop for them to take a break at, she figured Chat would be able to find her easily.

Thoughts of a different blond haired teenager filled her mind as she laid back on the rooftop, but she shook them out of her head. She was less concerned about being distracted and more focused on making herself move on. If she couldn’t work things out with Luka, why would she think that it could work with him? Dating just wasn’t in the cards for her at this point. At least she had a certain kitty to keep her company.

“Bugaboo, where are you?”

She smiled at the questioning voice, her partner always arriving right when she needed him.

Before she could form her next thought, a black blur sung towars her, green eyes cutting through the night. He came to a stop next to her, offering a hand to help her up.

“Ready?” She asked, standing to stretch and stifling a yawn. Maybe she could finish the last of her homework in the morning.

His eyes glowed against the shadows, mischief ever present in his gaze. She wanted to blush, or even wilt from him, but she didn’t want to give him any ideas. If dating as a civilian couldn’t work, dating her partner, someone she could never know the identity of, was impossible. If only there was a way around it.

Grinning, they took off, wordlessly agreeing to race.

Ladybug focused on the goal, quickly losing sight of her partner. She was sure he’d turn up at the Eiffel Tower, hopefully after she’d beaten him there.

The iron structure was within view, and as she finished her final swing it would be within reach.

Suddenly, she felt the wind knocked out of her, her tether coming loose from where it had been leading her.

Not yet registering what had hit her, Ladybug threw out her yoyo, hoping it would catch something, anything, to pull up against.

It found purchase, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hang around here often?” A familiar voice whispered in her ear, and Ladybug had to suppress a shiver.

“I thought the purpose was to be the first one to get to the tower, not to throw eachother around,” she grumbled, annoyed at how close she had been to winning.

“I thought we could try something new tonight,” Chat Noir replied, and Ladybug was sure he had that apprehensive grin on his face.

The rest of their short journey was silent as she worked toward the nearest rooftop. Finally, they landed and stepped away from eachother.

Ladybug crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, signlaing for Chat to continue his thought.

“It’s just that I was watching a movie earlier, and it gave me an idea. You have your yoyo that you can swing, but I have to rely on extending my baton, and I always feel like I arrive at emergencies so much later than you.” Chat paused, rubbing the back of his neck.

Ladybug stood silently, waiting for an explanation.

~~~~~~~

She grinned, enjoying the moment. Maybe he was right. Swinging together, holding onto eachother, it was as if everything fell away. It felt so right, making it hard to ignore her feelings, but instead gave Ladybug hope. She could see a future with him, more than just a crime-fighting duo.

She didn’t realize how long she had been lost in her thoughts until they landed and Chat Noir wouldn’t meet her eyes.

“It was just an idea, we don’t have to-”

“What are you talking about, that was amazing!” She cut him off.

“It wasn’t too uncomfortable or heavy? We don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

Ladybug couldn’t help herself, laughing at his expression.

“Sure it was a little awkward, but we just need a little practice, and then we’ll be pros,” Ladybug replied, wanting to comfort him as the hurt clouded his eyes.

She watched as Chat’s face lit up in excitement.

“In fact, we could practice more now.”

Chat smiled, checking the time. “Are you sure? It’s time for me to take over and I don’t want you missing any plans you had for tonight.”

“For you, Chaton, I think I can spare some extra time tonight.”

~~~~~~~

The duo settled in a comfortable silence as they swung together.

Her crush on Adrien wasn’t going anywhere, but being with Chat felt so right. Not just right now, when they fit together so comfortably, but even when they could communicate with a glance, no words needed. The synchronicity they fell into during akuma attacks, how he always knew what she needed when her lucky charm came into play.

Even those times he had met her civilian alter ego, it had been a comfortable camaraderie. Sure it had been awkward with her parents, he was so trusting, so willing to go along with her. Those nights he had appeared on her balcony, blissfully unaware that he was visiting his partner, sharing secrets, hopes, even dreams.

She wasn’t sure if there was anyone she was closer to.

But how to talk to him? How to approach her feelings, how to approach him, without getting his hopes up? It wouldn’t be fair to lead him on, intentional or not.

He deserved the chance to move on to someone worthy of him, to someone more realistic than his mask concealing partner, someone he didn’t know the real name of.

Even if she was the new guardian, Marinette couldn’t risk their safety, the risk attached to knowing eachother’s biggest secret.

Sneaking a glance at him, Ladybug smiled to herself, realizing that maybe nights like this, nights with his company, were the nights to enjoy. For now, it could be enough. Maybe someday, after Hawkmoth was defeated, they could have a future, they could be together.

Until then, she could enjoy the wind blowing her hair back, the freedom and confidence Ladybug and the mask provided, and the support she got from her partner, a partner she could always trust to be by her side.

#miraculous fanfic #miraculous lb #miraculous ladybug #ladynoir #My fic

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skinnyishappiness · 4 years

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Quarantine and lockdown fucked me mentally really up. I had no energy to do sports or care about what I ate.

I gained weight.

I hate my weight so much.

Today will be a new beginning in my weightloss journey. I've updatet my current weight although it hurt like a hell.

I will fight for my weight goal. I know I can do this.

I will step on the scale everyday to watch my progress. I will regain control over how much and what I eat. I will do workout at least 5 times a week.

Muscle pain and hunger pain can never be as bad as hating the own body. Looking down on oneself and hating what you see.

There are so many beautiful things waiting for me at my weight goal:

Actually cute outfits

Finding clothes in any store

Being able to wear oversized shirts while still looking good in them

Not being the thickest person in the friend group anymore

Having control over my life and body

Increased fitness

Never needing to worry again if the outfit makes me look thick

Being considered as attractive

I will keep these perks in mind. I will keep my goal in mind. And I will fight for it.

I can't set myself really hard rules like fasting because the people I live with would notice. But I worked out rules that should work still, although a bit slower (perk of this: decreased likelihood for a yoyo-effect!).

5 workouts per week with a minium of 15 minutes (20 if they are easier)

50 k steps per week.

No weekday without moving. Means: eather a workout or at least 5000 steps.

No meals after 8 p.m.

Three meals plus one snack per day. Never more. (Sadly I can't calculate calories because I am often not cooking myself...)

Always getting a small or medium sized meal. Only getting a second plate when it's salad or vegetables.

Only one small treat/comfort food per day. If it is a bigger portion, it counts as full meal.

Looking at thinspo at least 2 times a day (morning and evening) to keep my motivation up.

Drinking at least 3 l of water or a sugarfree beverage per day.

Coffeinated sugarfree gum all the time when I don't eat (or sleep, obviously). It keeps me awake and from snacking.

I'm vegetarin so I don't need to limit my meat comsumtion. Cheese consumption limited to three times per week.

I am starting this with monday and I will post my progress and my updates as often as possible!

#thinspo #thinspii #ana #mia #not pro anything just using the tags #weightloss

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itskizb · 3 years

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From the moment I entered into this world I have always remembered being the “chubby” one. There was never a time I forgot what my figure looked like as I would constantly be reminded by the names family and others would call me- pumpkin, dumplin,chuf chuf and fatty to name a few. As a child I believed that these names were symbols of endearment but deep down it only made me feel “othered”. The feelings of being ‘other than’ never faded despite being called ‘cute’ names followed by unsolicited advice about weight loss and weight management by my family and their friends. I remember that first feeling their looks gave me as I was seen as the cute chubby little girl who needed to lose weight. The experience of always having your body examined and mentally deconstructed by others led me down a rabbit hole.

By the time I reached Primary school, standard age of 10 be exact I became painstakingly aware of my body and the effects my physical appearance had on the opposite sex. Older men would heckle me in the street yelling ‘cat calls’, “thick sauce thick sauce”. I tried increasingly hard to never show my discomfort especially after being made aware that my chubby frame made me look older than my age. This first bout down the rabbit hole of my body propelled my discomfort into action especially noting that I was ‘chunkier’ than my pairs. At 10 I decided that I didn’t want that kind of attention of feeling so I would do something about it and that thing would be exercise. I started working out at home and registered for the school track and field program- which I took viciously serious. I committed myself to do one hundred sit-ups and fifty push-ups daily and as the days progressed so did the numbers of my strength workout increased. My muscles would become sore but I didn’t care because I was finally becoming the “SLIM GIRL”. However, despite all the hard work and time I dedicated to the achievement of body perfection I still wasn’t happy because no one noticed-people constantly compared me to my older sister not for any other reason but my weight which was discouraging but I was determined to get to my gold weight and size.

Since my efforts in primary school was not enough as I entered secondary school the first decision I made was signing up for the volleyball team. I fell deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole of dieting and exercise. I would spend most summers playing and dieting because I had to lose t of those extra 5lbs to be perfect. However, with all the changes I still wasn’t small enough and the comments from my family and friends about my gains became so loud that I gave up on my dreams of gold. After being down the hole so long I decided it was time I came up for air. But as my life was changing and the transition to a new school came into being so did a new body- a staggering gained of 20lbs. I decided it was not a good look for me (surprise, surprise).

As the remnants of past weight loss dreams were being served to me in the years moving forward so it seemed as though everything was connected to my lack of a tiny waist and dainty arms. Form 3 and 4 were the years of high school relationships and star-crossed loves, but for me there was no one in my line of view and the words “you are getting too big” rang so loud now that I couldn’t ignore it. The idea that no one likes me because of my weight became my distorted reality. So I introduced myself to another attempt of my “slim girl” dreams. I dedicated my year at form 4 to a vegetarian lifestyle and the parameters of having one meal per day and if that didn’t work I made it a double strike by taking a chance at volleyball again. At this point my plan had to work and I mean how could it not I was giving it everything I had and it paid off. Guys, I’m finally at my ideal weight and I see abs forming not to mention-yuh girl now has her first boyfriend. But, it wasn’t enough (do we see a theme here). Every time I think I can let go and focus on living my life rather than shrinking my jeans size I would be reminded by my family and the mirror that I couldn’t and in the final year of school when I should be focused on CSEC exams I was back down the rabbit hole again.

After my years at secondary school ended I felt like I not only graduated with the grades I wanted but a Masters in weight loss and dieting for kids. I felt like I cracked the code and I wasn’t ready to let go of that life yet and climb out of the rabbit hole so I starved myself the entire summer before starting college because thin and sexy was the gold now. My years at University started off amazing- I was snatched. But as the school load increased the all-nighters got longer so did my weight. I was fluctuating like a yoyo and when I finally looked at the scale I was 50lbs heavier, diagnosed with PCOS and disappointed that I let myself get this far out of the rabbit hole that I wasn’t even sure I could even fit down there anymore- it was a mess. Despite all my internal weight wars and body image I managed to garner some amazing memories and a decent gpa to graduate.

As I transitioned out of student life and into working something snapped and I no longer wanted to be tied to the judgements others made about myself and my body so I did the most daring and drastic thing yet- I moved. Moving to Tobago allowed me to leave all the emotional baggage I collected all the years before- or so I thought. I felt like I was finally being granted the cosmic opportunity to life an authentic life and be who I truly am but I never considered that whilst I spent so many years managing my weight that I didn’t spend the time discovering who I am. So I birthed this concept that I must adhere to a journey of self-discovery and strength despite hearing the whispers of ‘chuf chuf’ and ‘dumplin’. I became determined to try to treat my body with love instead of diet and for me that meant I had to start with letting go of the thoughts of inducing vomiting , starvation, diet culture and succumbing to people’s view on what my body should look like.

I can say now as the present Kiz that every day is a working progress and body hate has become a price I am unwilling to pay to achieve my family or society’s decision on what beauty and sexy looks like.

P.S. PCOS sucks but in this battle you have many soldiers and I for one will remind you that you are beautiful and beauty has no size.

#weightloss #pcos #consciousawareness #growth #becomingme

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3cf · 4 years

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AoS Finale

It is the end and I have too many things in my head and too many feels, so I am just going to put out there a “few” things I really love about 7.12 and 7.13. I tried to kind of sort it out by character.

(Warning: forget proper English, it does no exist here, or at least probably even well less than usually).

Mack

This is the end and we get to have the iconic association of Mack and his axeshot gun one last time.

Love his sassy answer to the chronicoms coming for their faces: typical Mack one-liner (and Sousa’s comment afterward).

Him bounding with Sousa and showing him appreciation.

“Find me some duct tape”. I guess I appreciate comic relief Mack a lot.

Reunion at the bar with YoYo. awww

Director Mack building a Lola for Coulson, being with YoYo, being uncle Mack and all. Always there to be the SHIELD, leading his man. Love to see it.

Deke

When he imitates Fitz !!! Especially considering the fact that the posture is something that Deke actually unconsciously do quite regularly (something that many amazing “like Bobo like grandson” gifsets show perfectly). The scene takes very little time and it is cute and funny and a proof of the FitzSimmons Family bond. I love it so much.

When there are vibrations to open the door, Deke is in defense position to protect Nana in no time. Protective Deke

And then so sweet, and caring with his beloved Nana who is so lost.

Him figuring out what is the machine and proposes the plan to bring the chronicoms. Well played Deke.

CEO mode, I’m in charge of the operation vibe.

Mack telling him he is a great friends, thanking him, calling him agent Shaw and all.

Staying for the team and especially for FitzSimmons to have their happy ending and because he is competent with the tech. I wish we had more of a goodbye but time running out and all... He expressed that he could actually like being stuck in the 80s (7.8 I think), he found his place in this time and so he too can have a happy ending there, even if he does have to sacrifice seeing the team.

the new guy in charge *what? oops* “yeah!”. It is SO Deke.

(I really love what they did with Deke in s7, especially as his writting has been a diffucult journey sometimes).

They did mentioned him being in another timeline and being missed at the bar ...

Sousa

Well, AoS is really good at dynamics and relationship but they really nailed wrtting ships. In only 11 episodes they manage to make Daisy & Sousa love interests in a way that neither felt forced or rushed. I was a bit skeptical at first but I have to admit they made it work. Partly thanks to the whole loop in 7.9 as it gives different opportunities and less risk on Daisy’s part as he will not remember. So I did like the Sousy part of the episode.

“Impressive” “Thank you” I just found it hilarious.

Gentleman and very smart man: chronicoms becoming missiles. Hell yeah!

He got to be a part of SHIELD, see the universe and be with Daisy, so he is a happy man.

Coulson

Throwback to s2 (with the hand and) with Fitz’s tech against Gordon (Science biatch!)

We got to hear him say on last time the classic: I am Phil Coulson Agent of SHIELD

Smug Phil agains Sybil and all. Plus Coulson interacting with the villain is always good.

His relationship with May getting better by the minute.

Well, good news he does not feel like “dying” just yet, he enjoys the world, is crazy about Alya and all, I was expecting so much sadder but no! He got to be around quite happily!!

Coulson Academy!!!!!!!

LOLA !!

May

Phil & Melinda sorting things out. Both wondering who they are, because they have been through so much changes, expressing their appreciation for each other even after all of those changes... It was time they had a bit of time to address it and I’m happy they made it and it was in a very Philinda way.

Huging Daisy !!!! and once she felt like it might have been to impulsive, Daisy reassuring her. (Daisy is so happy, smiling so much).

Her banter with Coulson

The Cavalery !!!! My fav thing about May in the finale. So much trauma, so much fights but she made it, she can own that name now, make it mean something else. That’s just... woaw powerful and beautiful moment.

someone other than Coulson calls her Melinda during the bar/annual reunion scene ! (i was shocked but happy they are family after all).

Saying she hates her job and complaining is such a May moment. But like Coulson says she loves it and somehow she seems to be stuck to find and take care of her own little ducklings from now on. FitzSimmons and Daisy gone well there is an academy full of potential agents to form and help becoming their best version of themselves.

She really insists about Coulson passing by and it seems like she really wants to be closer to him.....

YoYo

YoYo killing it is always a joy to see.

Her little exchange with Sousa

I think we got one last turtle man from her at the bar.

She got her happy ending, things going well with Mack, kills it as an agent. She does what she always wanted, changing the world for the better, saving lives, giving hope. It fits her so well. I love that she works with Piper and Davis. (7.8 was such a great episode and it gives her her time to shine, the whole bouncing back storyline is so beautiful).

Daisy

Her being all happy about the kiss with Sousa, she simply radiates joy and excitement and there is a playful side too.

Happiness and hug when she sees Deke! Okay her moto was saving my sister Jemma (SISTER JEMMA!!!!) so I was very pleasently suprised by her relief and warm welcome of Deke.

Any scene where she uses her power.

Talking about Jiaying and being lost with Kora.

Going straight to hug Coulson at the bar and then to May. I love when she embraces her daughter status

That fight against “Mister I am always in the tag”. Pure Agent Quake. And the last quake... damn. (Thank you Kora on this one though.)

Happy Sousy building a relationship. Still with SHIELD, helping Kora to find a place. The series is in a good part about her leaning who she is and relearning when everything changes, finding a family, a place and she does it for Kora... Happy Ending for Daisy !!!

That last talk with Coulson

Fitz

That he is THE threat to the chronicoms, the one constant that make them loose.

When Fitz appears! and then his joy and the whole team’s joy.

He is back with his accent and gestures. Trying to explain stuff and all.

He asks Deke to team up with him on the machine. awww

Fitz was so well prepared for the whole memory thing. It was geartly done.

we had time flashback and FitzSimmons scenes.

the whole she remembers a bit of Fitz but not her feelings for him and then Fitz issaying that she forgot something that matters way more !!!!!! I mean he is hopelessly in love with her and he says that !!! Seriously such a magnificent proof of love for his little monkey. (because that left no doubt that they had a baby).

OUR EVERYTHING !!

Happy loving Dad Fitz !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When Fitz arrived in the bar having trouble working I was so disturbed but it is just his little monkey. and LITTLE MONKEY like it is everybody’s headcanon about Dad Fitz but we got to hear in the show !!!!!

Jemma

Costume and can I have one stuff when she saw Daisy (+ Daisy and Deke’s yes). Cute and funny bit in the episode.

Smell his hairs!!!! When she says UNSTOPPABLE!!!

She called Z1 home !!!

two becomes one and three becomes one when putting the 084 together because no way they don’t have a child. so yes I love it/

Jemma’s ring beeing the key is such a Fitz and FitzSimmons thing to do.

we had time flashback and FitzSimmons scenes.

When she remembers,” what we are fighting for” ahhhhh

every scene with or about Alya. FitzSimmons Family in Z1.Mama Jemma ! I want it all.

Enoch

loved every single mention of him or small apparition I love both.Enoch

when the chronicoms say as we have always been... that punch in the gut. (though it does not make that much sense)

His ending is way less happy but 7.9 gave him a beautiful one no the less and it took the time to do it properly, it makes me cry so much but it really is a special moment and they did no rushed the scene for which I am very grateful.

Piper & Flint

I was so happy when they appeared on the screen, even if we did not see them much, I was expecting less, so good suprise.

Just all the Piper in 7.13, felt good to have her back.

anything you want -> Davis !!!!!!!!!!! Damn !!

Flint at the academy !! (May is going to have to take care to new ducklings).

Alya

Well I love that she exists. The little family is the cutest, they are so happy to be a little family, all the uncles and aunt seems to love her so much too. FtzSimmons as parents are adorable (and unstoppable).They are just so happy with their little life together and their own perthshire cotage. And she seems a bit special in a very FitzSimmons way so... I love it!

Also, the whole doing her own fish is so funny and cute. Especially with Little Girl Jemma talking about her project to study some special kinds of fishes in inescapable and the little ref to it when her memories are still a mess.

Other stuffs

Young John Garrett (I like him in his few episodes in s7).

Kora “redemption” but like mainly because she was very clearly being manipulated and because of Daisy. it is less heavy on Daisy like that and in some ways she got another chance with her biological family and she can do for her what other have done for her.

084 scattered through time and in pieces to not be seen by Sibyl & cie. It’s smart, 084 is also a classic of early seasons (one of the first mission, Skye, the whole obelisk...) and Enoch

I like that they say “what we are fighting for several times” but never really explicit it. (I think)

Happy endings for everyone !!! Honestly that does feel great. Plus, they are just happy to see each other again.

#Agents of SHIELD #aos #aos ramblings #aos 7.12 #aos 7.13 #aosspoiler #aos spoilers

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losingpoundsplease · 4 years

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Hey tumblr I'm back!

So brief history of me, I've been on and off tumblr for 9 years I believe. I have a history of anorexia and binge eating disorder so completely yoyo in weight.

In the past 10 years I have been underweight 3 times and overweight more times than I'd like to count.

And yes, this is one of those times.

This will be a positive blog, no relapses this time. I just need to lose a lot of weight to be healthy and fit again.

I used to be a runner! 2 years ago I even placed in some races. But havent ran in 2 years and starting up couch to 5k as of yesterday.

So. How will I be losing weight?

Daily running. 🏃‍♀️

1 healthy veg and fruit smoothie per day after run. 🍌🍓

Daily food tracking and recipe hunting. 🥕

Healthy vegan meals, protein rich and healthy fats. Salads. Soups. Veg. Fruit. Nuts.

NO calorie counting and NO daily weigh ins.

But I will post progress pics to keep myself motivated.

Follow along on my journey, I can promise I will give this my all.

#diet #weightloss #beforeandafter #losingweight #losinginches

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thestarrythoughts · 4 years

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Confronting My Anxiety Around Food

After all these years, I have finally come to accept that I do struggle with food. Growing up, similar to many other girls out there, I used to go on ridiculous fad diets, restricted my food intake while increasing the frequency and intensity of my exercise and would purposely avoid eating with people just to make sure that I get to eat something “healthy”. Somehow, I was able to sort of convince the people around me that I was just into healthy food and that i managed to find a balance. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a picky eater and naturally, I do enjoy my whole foods like vegetables and grains! I avoid fast food and fried food because I do not enjoy them for they are oily and they get my quiet bloated at times. However, I realised that my anxiety around food started to change as I started to get older. Allow me to share my story with you; In my teenage years, say around 13-15 years old, it was the era where tumblr was the prime website where everyone was on. Instagram started getting more popular too. During those period, I started seeing more photos of other girls out there with picture perfect bodies. Victoria Secret was a big thing as well! The Victoria Secret runway show was something that we all looked forward to! Seeing those curvy and long bodies sure made me realise that my body looks nothing like theirs and I really wanted to look like that. With that, there were many different “influencers” and platforms that were promoting and advocating fad diets, the ones who were meant to be quick and effective. The trending diet culture was already screaming at us to EAT LESS!!! RUN MORE!!! EXERCISE IS KEY!!! So, I started exercising more and eating less. At that time, i was also in a physically demanding team sport, netball, so I was training two to three times a week. On top of that, I would add on my own physical training. During recess, I would try to eat as little as possible by buying fruits or yoghurt or I would bring a tuna wrap from home to munch on. What I did not realise is that this led me down to a road of binge eating and a lot of self-hatred. Whenever I stood in front of a mirror, I was never satisfied. I never got that 6 pack abs or that thigh gap and it would always be my fault. Being in an all girls school also did not help. I was constantly surrounded by girls who were skinnier and prettier than me. I guess I just wanted to look like them as well. I could not help but to blame myself every single time that I failed to adhere to a diet.

As I grew older, as a result of training harder for sports, I realised that I had to eat more to fuel myself for the intensive trainings. I started educating myself with regards to food. I came to an understanding that I needed to eat more in order to perform better. The struggle was that I did not want to eat more but I knew that I had to. So instead of trying to restrict my diet as much, i became obsessed with eating healthier. I became very conscious about the way that the food I was having was being prepared. Also, if i ate out and ate something unhealthy, I would make it up the next day by eating super clean. And this would be the current struggle.

Growing older meant that my body was going through changes, changes that I did not welcome. I started to get slightly bigger, my hips definitely got bigger and generally, I started putting on more weight. In university, I started to become less active because I was no longer playing team sports as often and I was just overall physically less active. I was staying on campus which meant that I did not really have access to “clean” food and to save money, I ate whatever was offered. I had a bad coping mechanism with stress as well. Sometimes I would take the healthier route by exercising and going for runs, but other times, it was easier to grab a snack. On some days, I would be super conscious on what I was eating. On other days, especially when I felt like shit, I would just eat whatever I wanted to. I faced multiple set backs in university and I was very stressed. It’s not surprising that I gained so much weight but yet I was very surprised because I rarely ate supper (like less than 10 times in my whole 2 years of university) and I still tried to exercise regularly. As a result, whenever I could, I would try to be super obsessive about the food that I was eating because I wanted to take control. I wanted to feel like I was in control. Unfortunately, I was bouncing back and forth between restricting food intake, binge eating, self-blame, trying to eat clean, breaking the diet... I was devastated and tired.

Right now, by being in quarantine, I am forced to confront my unhealthy eating habits. I realised that I get super stressed out about food and I’m always thinking about how to make my next meal the “clean meal”. I get super uptight when my parents would buy food from outside. Choosing the healthier option is not wrong, but it was more than just that. It was the guilt that came with that. I celebrated my 21st birthday in quarantine which meant that I had cake at home. My lovely family and friends delivered cake and cupcakes to my place and that led to the fridge being full of sweet treats. Because I did not want to waste the food, I started snacking on the sweet treats here and there. Though it felt great at that moment, it would not be long before the feeling of guilt would consume me again. In this period, I felt like i was yoyo-ing between different mentalities. Sometimes i would be forgiving to myself for being a little less restrictive, sometimes i would be super uptight about it. I would skip full meals just to have a cheesecake... well because the calories do add up don’t they? During this period, a lot of “fitspo” influencers started speaking up as well. People were saying things like “oh don’t put yourself under a lot of stress, just be kind to yourself”, and others were like “now is the best time to watch what you eat! Transform yourself in 1 month!”. As well-meaning as the latter were, it did not help that a lot of them were promoting short term gains and fast results! I could do a whole post on this! But anyway, in the first few months, I was constantly in a bad mood because I was so fixated on my food intake! What am I going to eat? How can I make this healthier? Blah blah blah. And every morning, I would go and check myself out in the mirror!! Is that even healthy?

I realised that I had to confront the anxiety when my mood started to affect my family members. The people around me were very conscious that I was in a bad mood. But it was weird because I was normally someone who is cheerful and joyful. I realised that I did not want to affect my family like that because being stuck in quarantine was difficult already, what more with someone who was constantly in a bad mood! So I realised that I needed to change. Firstly, I started eating the food that my parents bought. I became more free with the choices that I ate. WOW, roast pork is REALLY good. I would still avoid the fatty parts, but allowing myself to take a few pieces was already a step of improvement for me. I also started to allow myself to be a bit more carefree with the snacks I ate by limiting my portions and spreading them out over the day than finishing everything in one shot. This really helped me to portion my food and to stop when I was satisfied. Next, I also started to watch more youtube videos by different fitness youtubers who focus a lot on science and nutrition. By watching more people, I had a better understanding of how science and nutrition comes hand in hand! A few of them would be like natacha oceane and jeremy ethier! I also started allowing myself to order foods that I wanted to eat when I started to crave things like noodles. As I said before, my food choices are naturally more on the healthier side, but I would now allow myself to eat more carbs like noodles! Even though from time to time, I still struggle with the way that I eat, I am thankful for the journey that I have gone through so far.

I may go into deeper details soon as I consolidate more thoughts but this is the gist of my journey around food. I am determined to overcome my fear and anxiety around food and I am determined to do so in a healthy way as well! This post became slightly messier than I expected but it felt good to be able to vocalise the thoughts on my mind. I hope that to those of you who stumble upon this page that you would have a safe quarantine period. To those of you who struggle with food, you are not alone. We are in this together :)

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twdmusicboxmystery · 4 years

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Thoughts and Predictions for What Happens Next

Okay, I said I’d talk about predictions today. As always, know this is all conjecture. This last episode, though not as heavy on the symbolism, just really got me thinking about how this might all play out. And a lot of it comes from foreshadowing we saw last season. Just know that this is all conjecture on my part. Nothing I’m at all convinced is written in stone. Just some possibilities I’m seeing.

Some of this I’ve said or alluded to before, so it might be just a bit repetitive. But some of it is new as of this last episode as well. A lot of these come from foreshadowing we saw last season.

So I think the big question everyone has right now is how Michonne’s departure will play out. I’ve always leaned toward someone showing up to tell her where Rick is, but I’m not so sure anymore.

Something about her and Judith heading to Oceanside felt suspicious to me. And I’m not the only one. My inbox and message threads are full of people telling me they felt the same way. It’s a setup for something.

So, I keep saying that people will be taken captive, right? I’m leaning toward it being Connie, and perhaps some others in Magna’s group. But maybe Michonne is, too. I’m just thinking that, even if someone shows up to tell her about Rick, I don’t really see her taking off without going back to Alexandria first, saying goodbye to R.J. and making sure Judith gets there safely.

Now, if Michonne doesn’t leave until closer to the end of the season, we still have time for all of that. But if her going to Oceanside will lead to her departure in the next few episodes, then we definitely don’t. So we’ll just have to see what happens. But I think it’s possible she’ll actually be taken by whoever the Oceansiders saw skulking around.

And no, that doesn’t explain the sailboat scene from the trailer, but we aren’t 100% sure she’s on the sailboat (even though I think she probably is) and if she is, there are obviously just some details I’m missing.

I went back and watched the first part of 9x06, where Michonne finds the van with the cigar box in it. Inside, she finds a sheriff figurine and a red and green yoyo. I see now that all of those were symbols, not only of Rick being alive and his death fake out, but because she also has toilet paper that she takes with her on the horse (which shows a long journey – Toilet Paper Theory)

it shows she’ll go on a long journey to find Rick. That foreshadowed her journey to go to him. None of it suggests exactly how it will take place, but I’ll be on the look for similar symbols to what we saw in that sequence. It’s also important to note that her scene here is juxtaposed with the one where Daryl sees the bird and the worm. Just saying.

So let’s say Michonne IS taken by someone. So what happens to Judith, then? Well, my first thought was that maybe Judith gets taken, too. But probably not. We haven’t heard anything about Caylee leaving the show. But something else occurred to me. Remember last season, during the winter storm (9x16) when Judith ran after Dog and Negan went and saved her?

I said HERE that there were major Alone parallels in that scene, and I stand by that. But it’s especially significant that Judith went chasing after Dog (DOG; as in Sirius symbolism) and kind of got lost and then Negan saved her.

So even if I’m wrong about the details, I think there’s something to the fact that Negan is now (as of last episode) on the outside and Judith went with Michonne. I think that sequence in 9x16 was foreshadow of Negan somehow saving Judith in a bigger way this season. And this last episode definitely set that up.

Besides, if something happens to Michonne (taken) and Judith isn’t taken with her, then she’s an eyewitness who can go tell Daryl and Carol what happened. So unlike Rick, that will give them some direction about what happened and possibly where to look.

And I don’t know how Luke will fit into that either. I said before it felt like he might die. Some of my fellow theorists have pointed out that it might have been a little TOO on the nose with Luke. Like maybe it’s misdirection. And now we have this situation with Kelly in the next episode.

I can see that being the case. I think Magna’s group is headed for tragedy in some way, but I can get behind it not being Luke, and maybe one of the others instead. We’ll just have to see.

I know there were rumors of Kelly’s death that were never confirmed. After watching the opening minutes of next week’s episode, I gotta say, I don’t feel like she’s dying just yet. I won’t say that she won’t die eventually or at the end of this sequence, but it ends with a walker reaching toward her. To me, that doesn’t signify her being bitten. More like being taken. Probably by a Whisperer.

So I guess this is all just to say that our theories about people from TF being taken are pretty on track.

Also keep in mind the three Whisperers Carol saw in the woods. No one believed her, but the end of 10x03 suggested she really did see them, and we don’t know who they are or what they’re up to. Now, Oceanside has said they’ve seen something similar. So obviously that’s a setup for something.

I already talked a bit about Negan, and how I think him leaving Alexandria is a fulfillment of the foreshadowing we saw last season. We took a compass with him. From Judith’s room. We saw lots of Still and Alone callbacks, including dogs. And even a “bad water” reference. Also, it’s Judith that finds him out there and takes him back to Alexandria, which supports my above theory.

So all of this still points to Negan’s arc, when he leaves Alexandria, leading to Beth in some way. I’m not sure how, yet. But if he and/or Judith know about people being taken, where they’re being taken, or somehow cause them to be taken, I think that will fulfill the foreshadowing we’ve seen pretty well.

I also think it’s significant that it was sort of up to Father Gabriel to save Negan in this episode. The deciding vote rested on him. As I always say, because FG is the embodiment of the Sirius symbolism, I think that’s important.

(Note the X/Coda symbol window behind him in this pic.)

And it’s not the first unique interaction FG and Negan have had. They were trapped together in the trailer that led to Gabriel losing his eye in the first place. So while I don’t know exactly what it means, I think it represents some kind of Beth/Negan interaction.

Perhaps it’s also important that Daryl said in this episode that if it was him vs. Negan in a room together, there would be no one to save Negan. I’m kind of feeling like at some point, Daryl will have the chance to kill Negan (much like with Dwight) and Beth will stop him from doing so or something. Again, just spit-balling here.

The last thing I’m gonna throw out there is less about predicting the plot and more of a possible parallel. It’s something @frangipanilove pointed out. In episode 10x03, Daryl tells Michonne that Carol isn’t sleeping. He says she’s out every night looking for “them.”

When I heard that in the episode, I just assumed he meant the Whisperers. So, just like Daryl asked Carol when she got off the boat if she’d been looking for Alpha, and she said no, I just thought he meant that she was out looking for the Whisperers.

But those are two glaringly different ways of saying it. Why wouldn’t he just say that Carol was out looking for “her” again in 10x03, as he did in 10x01? So @frangipanilove thought maybe when he said this, Daryl means that Carol is looking for the bodies of the pike victims. They had the heads, obviously, and I’m sure they buried them, but we didn’t see that they ever actually found the bodies.

Do you see why that could be important? Because just like Rick, there was no body and someone was searching for them long after they were gone. And we think that’s exactly what happened with Beth as well.

And don’t get me wrong, we obviously don’t think Henry is alive or anything. But he had a lot of parallels to Beth last season and this is another one. Just pointing it out.

Again, none of this is set in stone by any means. I think there are a lot of details I have no inkling of. (And yes, I’m looking forward to a LOT symbolism this Sunday with the Negan/blond walker/bus sequence). These are just some things rolling around in my head at this point in the season. I’ll be keeping an eye on them as we move forward.

Thoughts?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

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Triggering topic

But one I feel ready to talk about on my blog.

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-if mentions of eating disorders and related things upset or trigger you please do not read this post-

So I mentioned briefly in a previous post that I struggled with disordered eating. And I wanted to do a proper post about it. Some of my followers know as I have spoken to and tried to help other individuals too. I have struggled with eating disorders since I was 7/8 years old. Yeah, young I know.

I went to a boarding school. For those of you who don’t know this is where the school is your house. You sleep there and see your parents like 3 times a year. I was overweight as a child. 8 and 8st. I’m not proud. (14 years later I would find out this was due to a gluten allergy cause by an autoimmune disorder but this isn’t massively relevant to the story at the moment).

My house parent, the mother figure in your life at boarding school, put me on a highly restricted diet (without telling my parents). For 4 years I was only allowed 1 piece of break a week, my tuck (sweets and snacks my family gave me) was locked away and I was allowed one piece a week, my dinner comprised of half a jacket potato one individual pack of butter and one spoon of tuna fish with a small side plate of salad. No puddings. I was 7-11 years old and watching all the other kids eat whatever they wanted whenever they wanted with no restrictions knowing that I was restricted because I was fat.

I did what any normal kid would do and took advantage of being at home. Usually the day after I flew home my family would go out to a restaurant or the cinema to have a nice family outing- so I would eat, taking advantage of the lack of restrictions, and I would EAT until later that night when I would puke everything back up again. This developed into a subconscious binge eating disorder and purging routine. I wasn’t making myself sick but it was how my body coped and even now I still suffer from it not being able to eat the same meal for more than 1 or 2 meals without being violently sick.

I was VERY active as a child; I was on every sports team, did street/pop dance over my lunch break, extra curricular ballet and horse riding and I worked my socks off at everything because I never wanted to let anyone down. (This should’ve been the first sign that something was wrong other than just me eating too much) during the holidays when I was home I would join the middle aged mothers on my compound when they went for runs and when they did aqua fit in the pool; as well as all the usual running swimming cycling rollerblading and trampolining that kids do. But I was still big. When I moved to big school the teachers where more lax about my food; and eventually when I was 14 no one was controlling my food anymore, but I was putting myself on diets and workout programs to lose weight because I was the fattest person in my school. I was 10st (140lbs). Not really that fat considering I was 5”5-5”7 but I was a late developer so I was still kinda build like a toddler where everything was just kinda barrelly (does that make sense? Like no curves just a stick with a distended tummy) I tried juice fasts and high carb veganism, vegetarian diet (but I’m not allowed to be veggie coz of health issues), just salad and chicken, soup diet, 7lbs in 7days- you name I tried it. And nothing was working. I was not losing weight. At 15 I was literally hoping I would’ve comatosed so I could wake up skinny.

Then I was in my final year of school and I got a boyfriend. I stopped worrying so much about what I looked like (though I wasn’t completely comfortable with him seeing me fully undressed for nearly a year) I put on a bit of weight and ended up at 160ish lbs. Then I moved in with my mum and started university, I was in charge of cooking instead of paying rent so I was making healthy home cooked meals. I very rarely used oil in cooking, it was full of veggies and flavour and was balanced and a good portion. I was eating out with my friends on lunch times or having sandwiches, toast and fruit in the morning or a McDonald’s breakfast while on the bus to uni. More fatty foods than I was used to but not an obscene amount, and I was still quite active. But I ballooned. I went up 3st (51lbs) in less than 3 months.

I went to my gp and requested bloods to be taken as I was worried that I possibly had a hormonal imbalance caused by PCOS as that sort of stuff runs in my family. He took note of the bloods request but basically told me not to worry. I mentioned I had put on weight rapidly and he told me to eat less and work out more. So I did.

I spent the next 3 years yoyoing dieting, paying massive amounts of money on gym memberships, personal training, fitness classes.

And.

Still.

Got.

Bigger.

My body image plummeted. I started fasting and dieting again. Eating healthily to have my body reject it because I was so anxious about eating and gaining. I was looking at thinspo and girls who were about 100-110lbs and wishing I could just be like them. I would watch biggest loser, supersize vs superskinny, my 600lb life all this programs to get tips on how to lose weight. I bought diet pills (they don’t work) I cried and screamed and threw my entire wardrobe into charity bags because nothing fit or looked good. I was working out 13hours a week and eating about 500calories a day. And still gaining weight.

So after a hellish and emotional final year (some of which I’ve spoken about on here) I gave up watching what I ate and exercising. I was up over 221lbs and I found out due to an accidental blood test (taken when I went for a ecg to check I wasn’t having heart attacks) that I had a thyroid condition which was why I had gained so much weight so quickly and why I couldn’t lose it.

But by then the damage was done. My binging and purging had turned into obsessively counting calories and fasting and binging until my body purged itself. However I gave up completely caring for the couple of months while I was in a very bad place mentally, this was actually my first step in recovery. It was the first time in a long time not caring and I needed that as it helped break the cycle.

Over this past year I have been working so hard on having a healthy relationship with food as well as my own health and fitness. I have bad days where I have to force myself to eat to accommodate for the energy I have used. And I have good days where I don’t have to fight the urge to step on the scale 15 times a day. It hard, on days where there is a lot of pressure or I have to relive some of the events from the past years it’s hard to not control that one little aspect. It’s why I sometimes forget to post weekly weigh ins because I’m trying to get out of using the scale a bit more and think about how I feel instead.

Running has helped me a lot over this past year. And I only track my calories occasionally for like a week at a time to make sure I’m not massively under eating. I’m hoping to work with a wonderful personal trainer when I’m back in the UK who specialises in female body conditioning and nutrition; my goals are NOT to lose weight (though I’m still aiming to get into that healthy bmi range) my goals are to get stronger, and develop and enhance my body’s natural shape with muscle, and get better with my food, what I should be eating and how much I should be eating.

I know my journey is very specific and there were a lot of bad events in quick succession that actually affected my view of things but I’m hoping this story can resonate with some people and help them to get help to recover or just look at themselves in a bit of a different light.

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