http://queerpunk.co.vu/post/92298685538/shout-out-to-the-fat-femmes-who-are-fatter-than

sweethardpunk:

shout out to the fat femmes who are fatter than just “plus sized”.
shout out to the fat femmes who are poor, disabled, and/ or poc.
shout out to the fat femmes who aren’t amazing at makeup.

we’re told that there are acceptable ways to be fat. but we don’t reach that abled white “plus-size” look in perfectly fashionable and flattering clothes (clothes from stores that don’t cater to us anyway!!) while sporting ~flawless~ makeup. that doesn’t mean we’re not ANY less deserving of dignity, of appreciation, of admiration.

y’all keep being amazing.

(via jaclynxhyde)

testimony

sulkspice-liqueur asked:

i know this blog was not made for posts like this. but as someone who benefits from thin privilege more often than not, it has certainly opened my eyes to the serious flaws of the system. i still deal with my mother saying i look pregnant anytime i gain any weight, but it is NOTHING compared to the prejudices of people who are ridiculed daily by people they. dont. even. know.

Big Fat Bushy-Headed Frisky Rose Answer:

testimony

To Fat People of Colour

totallytaba:

I am so so happy to see you. To see you in all your amazing, thick/chubby/fluffy/fat sexy glory. You show so much strength and thoughtfulness at all the bullshit that is constantly thrown your way. I’m sorry for the ways that I have hated you (re: me) in the past. But trust me when I say that veil has lifted. I see you. And I am heart eyes, fanning myself, needing to sit down because I am so so in love with you. I wanna live in a world where we see each other, desire each other, and support each other through all of it. I already see it happening and I am so excited for more..

"One of the most durable paradoxes of white supremacy - the idea that those who are closest to an experience of oppression are its least credible witnesses."
-

Walter Johnson, Soul by soul: life inside the antebellum slave market
(via drapetomaniakkk)

This is the type of violence—from microaggressions to epistemic violence to emotional/physical violence to enslavement/genocide—that gets justified by asserting that the oppressor is “objective” and “logical” and thereby “credible.” As if there is objectivity in choosing to oppress. As if the emotions of entitlement, indifference, greed or hatred aren’t involved. 

(via gradientlair)

(Source: guitarbains, via blackourstory)

quotes

Diabetes, high blood pressure, heart disease, yatta yatta

I have none of these things, but the most “fit”, weight-concerned, and “healthy-looking" people in my family do. Wow, isn’t that strange? I did not gain weight over the years—I have always been fat, which means in this case beyond the prescribed height-weight range for society’s standards of what is visually appealing and acceptable.

The biggest question of the day when I go to a doctor’s appointment is Why are you fat? in the form of “diet options”.

The night is still young. I can still be diagnosed with something to make all the FAT-HATING BIGOTS feel justified in putting their shit in my inbox and even then I’d still be doing what I do and being as fat as I am at the time.

So.

Kiss.My.Fat.Black.Ass.Losers.

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Fat Posi Sci-Fi/Spec Fic

Before I deleted Fatter than Fiction, a tumblog for fat creative artists to share their work (low submissions, low following, guess it was too small a niche or people didn’t care or didn’t know about it), I was serializing a sci-fi/speculative fiction/erotic romance short story featuring a fat woman of color as the main character.

I thought I’d never finish the story and it t took a lot for me to go back to it after FTF was such a “failure” in some regards. But I am back on this short story, being a serious writer and what not. Guess what though?

I still ain’t finished. But I’m very close. Most of the final bits are already written, I even added a new character who is being a doctor instead of making dire predictions about the main character’s health and trying to get her to go to another planet where breathing the air induces weight loss or something.

Since I’m self-publishing now, I have started outlining a collection named after that blog. However, I want to include this particular story in a collection strictly for erotic romance.

Problem is, I can’t seem to finish it. I think it has something to do with the main character, Micah, having a happy ending, or at least happy for right now ending. Fat girls are supposed to lose weight, get thin privilege, get with the program, and then (and only then) get the guy/love interest. That’s usually how it works, if it works at all for a fat woman. Right?

The only stories I’ve ever read about fat women/people: 

  1. includes them losing weight,for happiness,
  2. wastes a ton of time euphemizing their fatness,(She was round-faced but pretty, Poor pathetic fat lump but he had a heart of gold),
  3. using fatness as utility (at least the fatty serves a purpose or is useful—right, right),
  4. fetishizes fat people’s bodies
  5. humiliates, degrades, sometimes even torments the fat person right up until the very end,
  6. uses fatness as synonymous with wealth (because a portly fellow must of course be eating well and living the good life to be that fat),
  7. uses fat characters as a foil to thin characters (Dudley Dursley/Harry Potter)
  8. the writer plays the pity-the-fatty, they’re-beautiful-on-the-inside card,
  9. uses fatness as a metaphor for all society’s failings of infrastructure and decay of moral fiber (Wall-E, Rowling’s Harry Potter),
  10. or focuses entirely on the fat person’s appetite and hunger/need to eat. Because a fat person’s existence can be about nothing but consumption and the need and desire to consume.

I’m going to try to finish my story in one shot and just let it be what it is instead of being confused by its atypical nature. It hard because I’ve constantly had to ask myself what a fat positive story looks like to me, especially when I’ve never seen or read one before.

writing fat characters esal daily fat fiction fat posi

fatpeopleofcolor:

[image description: Ambrosia sits in a chair, phot is taken from the side. wearing a black top with netted detail and black underwear]
This is me BigBaby reinvented or Ambrosia a 33 year old single mother with the will to pursue her dreams the strength to raise her family and the beauty to show that being fat is not nasty or ugly it is sexy and powerful!http://bigbabypd.tumblr.com/

fatpeopleofcolor:

[image description: Ambrosia sits in a chair, phot is taken from the side. wearing a black top with netted detail and black underwear]

This is me BigBaby reinvented or Ambrosia a 33 year old single mother with the will to pursue her dreams the strength to raise her family and the beauty to show that being fat is not nasty or ugly it is sexy and powerful!
http://bigbabypd.tumblr.com/

Looked at myself naked in the mirror today. Didn’t hear anyone else’s hate in my head this time, just thoughts on why I had any negative feels.

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