Enjoying It While I Can

“What do you mean the fatties live longer? This CANNOT BE RIGHT DO THE STUDIES 15 MORE TIMES!”

And when they can’t figure it out, they simply say “it’s not worth reading” to keep anything POSITIVE about fat bodies from getting out into the public eye.

Because then folks might not but into the billion dollar industry for diet fads and weight loss scams that all of these obesity doctors line their pockets with.

“No one has been able to make the paradox go away”

They wanna get rid of that shit SO BAD. Because if fat people aren’t as OMG OBESITY CRISIS as folks love to scream, that means their fad diet scams and weight loss surgeries can’t make them millions anymore!

*points and laughs*

me, shovelling popcorn into my mouth with tears in my eyes:

Hey everyone! It’s time for another plush giveaway!! 

But this one is gonna be a little different, instead of giving away a ‘set’ prize, this time the prize will be a CUSTOM PLUSH BEAN! Meaning I will make a plush of a character of your choosing! They can be from a game, anime, cartoon or even OCs!! So long as you can provide me with a reference I can make you whatever you’d like!

Plush examples:

(On average most Beans are approx 30cm long, the overall height can differ).

You can also check out my Etsy if you’d like to order a plush at any point!

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Likes and Reblogs count, do it as many times as you want. But don’t overwhelm your followers.

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Deadline will be Midnight on 28th of February 2019, BST (UK).

The Winner will be randomly selected!

She tilted her head slowly. “By chance, are you afraid your family won’t accept how you look? Or do you think you’ll hurt them by accident?”

I’ve never had to worry about that, but I guess it makes sense he does. He did say he has little sisters. I’d had it if I accidentally hurt a little kid.

She made a face at him, grumbling unhappily at him as she shifted her stance a little. She stepped forward and went after him again, putting more force into it as she lunged at him. Technically speaking, her stance for fencing and her movement was well practiced.

However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.

She grit her teeth as she missed him again, before she quickly went into another attack. She started gradually easing out of practice, and into more of a fighting rhythm.

Letting out a chuckle, he kept stepping out of his way of her more clumsy swings, however, once she started to pick herself up a little bit, he decided that he’d humour her, and actually meet her blade with his own. However, after a few more moments, he sped up his movements, moving the blade from side to side, and making sure to meet hers.

At a few more swings though, he put more pressure behind his swing, enough to throw her off of her balance, and quickly get right up close to her, and point the tip of his blade just at the tip of her throat, with a small grin.

“I do believe that’s game set an’ match, Miss Luna.”

Why was he smiling so much around her? Perhaps he felt… Nice, for once, having some company of his own… That, and… Someone so close to his age as well! Very rare, for sure. Though he lingered for a moment. Just a moment… Before pulling away and clearing his throat, sheathing his blade.

“It may be this time, but I won’t stop until I win,” She said with a competitive sound in her voice, and when he pulled back the blade she picked hers back up. “… We’re already done…? After just one?”

Now the pout shifted a bit from cute to slightly disappointed. “Aw… when can we work on it again?” She paused for a moment, then felt a blush go across her face. “I… I uh… have to win my freedom after all, right?”

“You know… If I didn’t know any better, Miss Luna, it almost sounds like you didn’t want me to stop? Almost as if you wanted to continue working on your swordplay? I find it rather strange… Don’t you? After all… You seemed like you wanted nothing at all to do with this ship, nor I.”

Crossing his arms, he sighed softly, moving over to her and picking up his blade once again, but rather than challenge her this time, he instead took a stance next to her, grinning.

She huffed gently and side eyed him. “Under better circumstances, this would’ve been a fun experience since I’m not allowed to leave the castle very often...but because I was brought here against my will, I’m not happy.”

She made a face at him, grumbling unhappily at him as she shifted her stance a little. She stepped forward and went after him again, putting more force into it as she lunged at him. Technically speaking, her stance for fencing and her movement was well practiced.

However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.

She grit her teeth as she missed him again, before she quickly went into another attack. She started gradually easing out of practice, and into more of a fighting rhythm.

Letting out a chuckle, he kept stepping out of his way of her more clumsy swings, however, once she started to pick herself up a little bit, he decided that he’d humour her, and actually meet her blade with his own. However, after a few more moments, he sped up his movements, moving the blade from side to side, and making sure to meet hers.

At a few more swings though, he put more pressure behind his swing, enough to throw her off of her balance, and quickly get right up close to her, and point the tip of his blade just at the tip of her throat, with a small grin.

“I do believe that’s game set an’ match, Miss Luna.”

Why was he smiling so much around her? Perhaps he felt… Nice, for once, having some company of his own… That, and… Someone so close to his age as well! Very rare, for sure. Though he lingered for a moment. Just a moment… Before pulling away and clearing his throat, sheathing his blade.

“It may be this time, but I won’t stop until I win,” She said with a competitive sound in her voice, and when he pulled back the blade she picked hers back up. “... We’re already done...? After just one?”

Now the pout shifted a bit from cute to slightly disappointed. “Aw... when can we work on it again?” She paused for a moment, then felt a blush go across her face. “I... I uh... have to win my freedom after all, right?”

“Safe havens…because the navy from different countries chase you…” She mumbled softly in response and looked among them. “Do…pirates have a code of honor? Like…if you both go to an island to escape the Navy, is it forbidden to attack one another?”

She looked to him and blinked a little. Why was he asking this like she had a choice? Wasn’t she a prisoner on this ship? Wasn’t the point of taking her to make her do things against her will? This pirate was confusing.

Could it be that while he wanted revenge on her dad, he really didn’t mean any harm to her. “I’ll admit, I have been curious… I’ve never really left the island before.”

“.. Aye, we do. We may make bargains with each other, and if th’code be uttered, neither pirate may harm th’other ‘till negotiations are complete an’ a deal has been struck.”

Smiling again, he walked to the corner of his quarters, picking a spare scabbard from the wall, and holding it out towards her, with a grin.

“Then… Allow me t’place a little… Challenge on me, Miss Luna. I figure m’self rather savvy with a sword… Enough so that I would have me men challenge me. None have beaten me, an’ so… If ye so wish… If ye can best me in a dual… Then ye may have yer freedom. On me word as a pirate… Or may I be sent t’Davy Jones’ locker.”

“… My sword fighting isn’t…really for much more than show, I must admit to that…” She answered softly and shifted it in her hands. “If I were to beat you in a sword fight now, your men would laugh at you… That I’ll admit…”

She gripped it lightly. “But…I suppose I wouldn’t be opposed to fighting anyway… It’d be interesting having an opponent who would…fight me seriously.”

“An’ what if I were to tell ye that I could beat ye without leavin’ nary a scratch on ye? How would ye react to that, hmm?”

Perhaps his bragging, and his pride got the better of him, but his men could attest, he could defeat any one of them without even hurting them. What James wasn’t going to tell her was that he’d been practicing with his sword ever since his 14th birthday, requesting his father teach him.

“Now… As I said… If yer gonna be on this ship, ye need to hold yer own. If ye can lay a strike on me, then I’ll consider this battle lost.”

Gritting her teeth a little, she shifted the sword into her left hand, her hand wrapping around the grip with her thumb on top. She held it out towards him, stepping back into a wider and steadier stance.

“Bragging a bit?” She asked and tilted her head, getting more of a playful tone to her voice. “Remember, it’s not exactly impressive if you beat up a little girl… So don’t be mean when you do.”

And with that she stuck her tongue out at him, before she perried towards him, her speed a little slower than she anticipated with the added weight.

And like that, he stepped to the side, not even using the blade and avoiding her completely, before tapping her shoulder with the tip of the blade. Not slicing, not stabbing. Just tapping her shoulder with it, with the big, dumb grin on his face.

“… If ye have the skill t’back it up. At that point… It’s just fact.”

Tapping his left foot on the floor, he twirled his blade just a touch, almost trying to make her focus solely on the tip of the blade, while he just lightly moved from foot to foot, side to side, keeping his stance close to himself, leaving only the blade itself outstretched.

However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.

“Safe havens…because the navy from different countries chase you…” She mumbled softly in response and looked among them. “Do…pirates have a code of honor? Like…if you both go to an island to escape the Navy, is it forbidden to attack one another?”

She looked to him and blinked a little. Why was he asking this like she had a choice? Wasn’t she a prisoner on this ship? Wasn’t the point of taking her to make her do things against her will? This pirate was confusing.

Could it be that while he wanted revenge on her dad, he really didn’t mean any harm to her. “I’ll admit, I have been curious… I’ve never really left the island before.”

“.. Aye, we do. We may make bargains with each other, and if th’code be uttered, neither pirate may harm th’other ‘till negotiations are complete an’ a deal has been struck.”

Smiling again, he walked to the corner of his quarters, picking a spare scabbard from the wall, and holding it out towards her, with a grin.

“Then… Allow me t’place a little… Challenge on me, Miss Luna. I figure m’self rather savvy with a sword… Enough so that I would have me men challenge me. None have beaten me, an’ so… If ye so wish… If ye can best me in a dual… Then ye may have yer freedom. On me word as a pirate… Or may I be sent t’Davy Jones’ locker.”

“… My sword fighting isn’t…really for much more than show, I must admit to that…” She answered softly and shifted it in her hands. “If I were to beat you in a sword fight now, your men would laugh at you… That I’ll admit…”

She gripped it lightly. “But…I suppose I wouldn’t be opposed to fighting anyway… It’d be interesting having an opponent who would…fight me seriously.”

“An’ what if I were to tell ye that I could beat ye without leavin’ nary a scratch on ye? How would ye react to that, hmm?”

Perhaps his bragging, and his pride got the better of him, but his men could attest, he could defeat any one of them without even hurting them. What James wasn’t going to tell her was that he’d been practicing with his sword ever since his 14th birthday, requesting his father teach him.

“Now… As I said… If yer gonna be on this ship, ye need to hold yer own. If ye can lay a strike on me, then I’ll consider this battle lost.”

Gritting her teeth a little, she shifted the sword into her left hand, her hand wrapping around the grip with her thumb on top. She held it out towards him, stepping back into a wider and steadier stance.

“Bragging a bit?” She asked and tilted her head, getting more of a playful tone to her voice. “Remember, it’s not exactly impressive if you beat up a little girl... So don’t be mean when you do.”

And with that she stuck her tongue out at him, before she perried towards him, her speed a little slower than she anticipated with the added weight.