body paintings by Karen Turner

So often on fat positivity posts i see ppl leave comments like "yeah being fat isnt bad! If its not harming ur health then why should it be a problem?" And while i get that theyre well meaning it really annoys me that STILL fat ppl cant exist without our health being a qualifier. Guess what: some fat people are unhealthy. So what. Get over it.

It's crazy how much fatter im getting now!

You deserve love now. Not once you lose weight. Not once you accomplish that thing. Not once you move. Not once you get on medication. Not once you start therapy. Not once you get that job. Not once you're more like them. Now. You don't have to earn the right to be loved. You deserve it right now, and always have.

Double your food portions today.

You already know this was going to happen anon 🤭

I’m ace in the

“I’m going to get so huge that my tiny little nub is so out of reach and hopelessly buried in my enormous pillowy fatpad that I can’t get off unless I beg someone else to give me a hand.”

Kind of way.

Bellies have a mind of their own

Looking at this pile of fat that has accumulated around my waist the last couple years, It fascinates how different it is than being athletic and muscular. Granted that memory is slowly fading, but it was just a couple years ago, so I can still recollect it fairly well to compare. I was in control of my muscles. I could flex them at will. I could freely make them hard or flexible. I could spring to my feet in an instant and dart across a room. They behaved well in clothes making me look sharp and conventionally attractive. But fat does as it pleases. It rolls out over my waist. It jiggles, wobbles, and rubs. It complains if I don't loosen my belt when I sit down (I'm so glad I discovered ratchet belts!). It excludes me from regular clothing sizes. It demands more food. I've noticed my appetite has directly increased with my weight gain. It pins me back down if I get up too quickly and won't hesitate to make me breathless and sore if I try to dart around too much. But it also rewards me in ways that muscles never could. Nothing feels quite like enjoying the fullness of a rich meal. I don't have to work out and stress out to maintain a fat physique. It's easy to stay fat. It liberates me from having my confidence depend on the perception of people I could never please in the long run anyway. It invites me into the world of fellow fat friends and those that love and appreciate a relaxed, fat man. It announces to the world that I'm a fatty, so there's no point in hiding it anymore. It lets me finally be myself. I turns out the mind of my belly was really my own mind. I just had to free it.

AI art is problematic, especially when it's for profit, but a far bigger problem I see on feedist tumblr is the massive number of stolen pics reposted with no credit.

I've seen someone post a full body pic and seen it reposted the same day with the head removed. I've seen famous old Gainer pics (e.g. one of Chubby Mikey currently doing the rounds) with the same treatment.

I'm guilty of giving a 'like' to some of these pics when horny brain is in charge, but I always check for credit when I reblog.

There are so many of these pics out there that there's not much to do about them (other than add credit when you do reblog them if you recognise them), but there are active blogs still creating 'new' stolen, uncredited posts.

You've seen them. Block them.

Oh to have someone grope and massage my chest with fattening magic to make me grow fat hefty moobs

praising weight gain!!

calling your feedee a good little baby, eating up their meal so good✨💕

peppering little kisses all over their chubby cheeks n tummy while saying how soft and lovely they are🍓🌺

petting their hair and giving them a smooch after each mouthful they’re fed💫🌸

“you ate everything! I’m so proud of you my baby, so so proud!“💖🍰

praising weight gain 😍

*Flirts with you by getting too fat for the stairs*

i'm moreso a contrast enjoyer than mutual gaining enthusiast but i love when feedees eating habits rub off on their feeders and they can't help but soften up a bit, it's so fun being a bad influence

Honestly, if I had a feeder or an encourager living with me I'd be ruined. One thing that stops me eating more during a day is just pure laziness. Having to waddle my fat ass down to the kitchen or door to pickup food that I'm craving and then back upstairs. I'd be able to consume so much more with little effort.

not to be a horny but i think we should hold hands and go on museum dates together ♡

It’s actually crazy that being fat is often looked at as an undesirable thing. You get to be big and soft and hot and eat absolutely everything you want. Where’s the downside?

As a sidenote, I’m hungry.