Request:Â Idk if you are still taking requests but do you think you could do an imagine where a girl is the heaviest out of her friend group not really overweight but kinda getting close to it and she loses weight in time for fall. I think it would be cool if the friend group went to a pumpkin patch or haunted house and got coffee before or after. The girls crush could start flirting with her now that she is thin. Requested by @overcaffeinatedfatgirl
I ended up putting my own little twist LMAO and sorry if itâs kinda bad- I havenât written one of these in a looooooooong time! I hope you enjoy!Â
October
Your eyes trace the details of your hand holding a piping hot coffee as though it were a strangerâs. And thatâs because it was- who you were even four months ago was someone completely different from now. You hadnât known the first thing about being truly in control of yourself.Â
âHey- are you listening?âÂ
You glance up, eyes meeting with a beautiful group of girls you felt fortunate enough to call your friend group. Theyâre all giddy, trying to figure out the next spot for the afternoon. You had all already checked off the first two boxes on the list: 1. Get food (youâd successfully ordered a vegan plate and eaten less than half, putting the rest in a to-go box now sitting in your car) and 2. Get coffee (also a success- youâd done the math for the day and now allowed yourself to splurge a bit on your favorite coffee).Â
âYeah?â You giggled as they all playfully rolled their eyes, smirking.Â
âCan you stop daydreaming about your crush and help us decide if we should go to the pumpkin patch or a haunted house?âÂ
You let a small smile play at your lips before deciding on the pumpkin patch. âI say we should go to the pumpkin patch- that way we can take cute photos, and thatâs something you all want, no?âÂ
Your friends all nod in agreement before getting up from the park benches they sat on to head back to where the cars were parked. You, of course, had stayed standing, your beautifully thin and seemingly longer legs catching the attention of other pedestrians. You couldnât blame them- in your light-wash ripped skinny jeans, striped drop sweater (tucked into a black belt to show off your newly slim waist), and adidas⌠you were, undeniably, glowing with an aura of maturity and looked absolutely bewitching. Sure, youâd always been beautiful and yes, you had started at a relatively healthy weight. But now? You were a slimmer, more graceful version of the girl you had been at the beginning of the year. You no longer had rolls when you sat- they had been replaced with a tiny, flat stomach. Your thighs were now much more toned, your arms were so much smaller now. Your jawline was noticeable. Your skin was glowing from hundreds of hours of exercise you had put in, your collarbone shyly peeping from the collar of your sweater.
As everyone spoke of the breakups that had happened due to Quarantine and horny boys no longer having access to their girlfriends and deeming them troublesome and unnecessary while walking to the line of cars parked half a block away, you scrolled through Instagram for new petitions to sign before switching to Snapchat. You scrolled through all the people who had slid up on the mirror picture you had posted on your public story until you found one that caught your eye. It was them.Â
Them. Out of all people, your crush had texted you! You slide your finger over the chat to avoid actually opening it to find their response: wow đ absolutely stunning!
You canât help but smile before checking their location on Snap Maps; they were already at the same pumpkin patch you were on your way to! They seemed to be there with their own group of friends. The two of you exchange compliments, leading to flirting, leading to a date being planned for the next weekend.
You finally arrive at your car, carpooling with two of your friends, and adjust the mirrors and seat before setting on a route and driving to the pumpkin patch.
As you sit in the driverâs seat, awaiting for the red light to change, you notice the way your hands hold the steering wheel. How long and slim your fingers looked, the veins poking just beneath the surface. How your thighs sit neatly on the seat with plenty of space surrounding them. How skinny your arm looked on the armrest. They were right- nothing felt as good as being skinny. And you felt absolutely ecstatic.
LMAO I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD TEEHEE STAY SAFE EVERYONE AND STAY HYDRATED!!
my friend has ana n shes literally like,,,, the blueprint??? like,,, she doesnt fuckin binge, she apparently went a month w/o eating n she did it by c+s literally everything, shes underweight n shes literally fucking gorgeous
but shes one of my best friends. shes so kind n good to me n she let me rant to her for two months straight before she told me she was anorexic. shes literally one of the best things that happened to me n shes the reason im alive (which is,,,something ig)
shes in forced recovery rn bc her heart is LITERALLY giving out on her n she said (n i quote) "my organs are literally giving out on me" n im so worried abt her like i could lose one of m closest friends n the best person in the world
but i cant stop using her???? as thinspo??? n i feel so fat n ugly n im a failure compared to her n im using a fucking DEAD GIRL WALKING as thinspo
im fucking disgusting. she is one of my BEST FRIENDS. we're literally each others' closest confidants n im over here using her as thinspo. shes taken blood tests, scans, EVERYTHING bc her body is fucking dying n im just over here crying bc i feel fat next to her
i am horrified by myself n what my ed is doing. im watching her waste away n im doing nothing but compare myself to her. n i cant stop myself bc losing weight is my top priority n i spent 40 minutes b+p-ing today n all i can think abt is food n losing weight n being a "proper ana" like my poor friend.
i fuckin hate this disease i hate what its done to me n my friend n i hate how its made me somehow worse of a person than i already was bc i didnt think it was possible.
tl;dr: im a fucking monster watching their friend die in front of them n im doin nothing but comparing my ed habits
frozen berry smoothie bowl with lower calories than i expected, a big ass bowl for 75 cal!
180g frozen mixed berries- 72cal
sweetener- 3cal
instead of almond milk/milk i added water because it would be less calories, made no difference to the taste! i was craving ice cream and felt like binging but this is a wayyy better option to curb my cravings AND IT TASTES SO FUCKING GOOD, if i ate the amount i did in ben and jerryâs ice cream it would be well over 800cal LMAO iâm so happy i didnât binge.
miso seaweed soup with green onions and mushrooms- 60cal
instant miso seaweed soup- 15cal
light soy sauce- 18cal
2 mushrooms- 18cal
a bit of green onion- 9cal
ngl this was a wholesome, hearty meal that filled me up a lot and felt like i was eating way more calories, even though i overestimated all my calorie counts haha. it was so delicious for so little calories. 10/10 recommend to try it!
total calories for the day: 235
all in all, i feel satisfied and full. iâm still a little suspicious that i somehow measured the calories wrong because iâm not hungry likeâŚat all? it might be because i ate more nutritious foods when trying to restrict so it filled me up more, i even overestimated the cals for everything so iâm quite shocked at how low my intake is. iâm also proud of myself because i just broke out of an almost month long binge and gained almost all the weight i lost, so i hope i can keep this up without feeling dizzy and unmotivated.Â
You glance down at your legs. They are like sticks, stocking out from underneath your thin dress, flowing in the wind. You donât know if youâll survive the winter, but at least your thin. Itâs your first visitors day today. Earlier this morning you specifically asked your nurse to make sure your parents donât come, and she promised they wonât. At least some solace. But you really wonder whether your friends will come. If they, mixed up in the middle of homework, boyfriends and their own problems, will remember a stupid visitors day for a tall, thin, insecure girl. You are unsure. They were always there for you before, but then they got their boyfriends, one of them moved to the south and has gotten herself an instagram feed, one is studying to get into oxford. And your ânew friendsâ, from your ânew schoolâ⌠well, they never really liked you in a very deep way. After a few months you are forgotten. Your collarbones stick up from your loose t-shirt, a strand of hair finds itâs way in your eyesight. Your hair has gotten significally thinner since it started, but yesterday someone helped you dye it purple and put on a beanie to hide the bald patches. And as you anxiously look down the empty sidewalk, that someone sneaks up from behind and puts an arm around your cold, bony shoulders. Carefully she presses a kiss into your neck, and without a word you turn around and kiss her on the mouth. She looks surprised, then smiles a little. âShh. Not now. She might come, or she might not. However it is, is how it isâ. You look back into her deep green eyes, and curl up in her lap. Sometimes you gotta lose everything to be able to born again.
Most thinspo imagines are so disgustingly unrealistic. look, it's absolutely fine to post thinspo related things but let's not pretend like our goal to be underweight will be a damn success story with a happy ending.
We all should at least aknowledge that ed's are not glamorous and we will never have the energy to get out of bed early with a smile on our fucking faces, if anything, we'd miserably get up for coffee/tea and then go straight back to sleep feeling like hell. we will NOT have the brain power to study, dance our đźdAiNtYđźlittle bodies around to a stupid vinal all â¨aeshtetically đor be happy everytime we see our reflection with our "perfect" hair and "pOrCliNe" skin. Our friends will NOT be jealous nomatter how many times you tell it to yourself it will be concern and pitty and btw don't go thinkin' clothes shopping with them will make you feel confident. You're trippin'
Itâs been a while since I did one of these. Hello world? Lol, I canât sleep soooo Iâm writing thinspo. This imagine is mostly meant for me as a way for me to save more money and lose more weight, obviously a window to my hopeful future. If youâre reading this thank you for reading and remember that youâre a beautiful human being who deserves love and everything positive coming your way. Also thank you to everyone who has liked my first thinspo, itâs gotten around 100 likes and Iâm so shocked đ𼰠thank you so much, I hope you enjoy this one as well possibly.
L A T E N I G H T
So imagine, you live in a cozy 2 bedroom apartment and itâs 11:46 pm. You just finished doing an essay assignment for your women and literature class; even though itâs due in four days. Because of your lifestyle change, youâre much more organized and productive, making tasks in your pretty sky cloud planner that has white clouds painted on the top from you when you got bored and didnât want to binge.
As you walk from your study room that was the 2nd bedroom, you go to your kitchen and brew some decaf peppermint tea. As you sip on the tea, you make your way to your living room , you walk lightly pass the light brown couch that is layered with pastel yellow and white pillows to your large window. You sit on the swinging chair that you placed there with little fear of it holding your body weight because youâre so light now. As you swing on the chair you glance out the window and stare at the apartment next to you.
Itâs raining out and thereâs a party going on, it seems to be more of a lowkey party as faint pop music plays there. You smile a little at the people that are outside the party who is laughing and dancing with no care in the world. You take another sip of tea and go towards your record player that sits right next to your tv, on its rustic white tv stand.
You pull out your Frank Sinatra record and the song Fly Me To The Moon plays softly. You then dance along to the music carefree and blissfully. Youâre thighs barely touch as you swing your body side to side. Twirling across your living room with a soft smile on your face. You make your way to your bedroom.
Thereâs fairy lights that are still on due to you not wanting to turn it off, you glance at your easel that you have for painting and tap on your small chin. âShould I painting?â You wonder, you glance at your calendar and thereâs nothing really left to do this week since you got everything out of the way.
You then decide to paint, you pull out your acrylics and you grab the brushes you need. Putting a new canvas up, you then grab your pink rubber band that lays on your dainty wrist and put your curly hair up in a bun. You decide to do a sunflower in a brown pot by a window. As you start, you notice how small you are comepared to the huge canvas. You smile at this little detail that says a lot.
As you softly move paint across the canvas, time slowly passes by. By the time you finish, itâs 12:52, you feel a yawn come along so you start to do your night routine. Washing your blemish free face because you eat so clean that youâre skin stays clear. You then brush your teeth, staring at the tiny girl in the mirror who has a soft glow to her, her curly hair sits gracefully on her small head, a few strands escaped and sits softly around her face, showing off her cute skinny neck. Her collarbones show so defined now even without even trying. Glancing at the outfit you have on, a Victoria secrets night gown that is rose gold colored, even though itâs a small, itâs big on you.
You realize now how much of a model you look now. Being so small and yet still having a nice hourglass body shape. You then put on lip chap and your lips look so much bigger then when you were bigger because of that small face you have now with no double chin, cheek bone coming out broadly. You can hear your phone chime in the background. You walk towards it and see that someone has commented on your Instagram picture of you in your brown denim overall dress with a yellow and brown stripped shirt that is long sleeve under it. You have on pale yellow knee high socks and brown booties with it. Your hair is into two space buns and a few of your curly bangs come out. You have a small on your face with your eyes closed.
âWow.. you looks so much like a fairy. Like youâre so cute. How are you so tiny?â Someone says. You giggle softly. You then go back towards the window, and stare at the beautiful moon. Not realizing that some of the people from the party has taken notice of you. They stare in awe at the beauty admiring another beauty.
