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OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH I stage doored at A Bronx Tale n the lead didn’t come out til the very end and I was shaking and he looked REAL COOL N SUAVE and I gave him his art and he devolved into “oh my goooSHHH I’ve never gotten fanart before!!!!!” and he was in such shock and he was so sweet anD he used my chosen name (Giuseppe!!!!) a few times after looking at my signature and he was so sweet and I was almost crying because I’m in the closet and no one has ever called me Giuseppe irl before!!!!! and he called out to me before I left and went “Giuseppe!!!” and gave me a thumbs up and I started crying when I was walking away and my dad had to take a walk w me.

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Everyone deserves to grow some juicy thighs!

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(Feanorian Week 3: Celegorm) Strength and Beauty

Celegorm slid the last hairpin into place, smiling with satisfaction when his hair remained secure after he removed his hands.

It was considered a bit disgraceful to wear all of one’s hair pinned up by Noldo society’s standards, but an exception was made for the Hunters of Lord Oromë. Beauty and all was important in day-to-day life, but having long hair kept unbound when it came time for the chase was incredibly unwise. (Sometimes, the very youngest acolytes of Oromë tried leaving it loose on their first hunt; none ever made that mistake a second time.)

Some of the most devoted hunters even cut their hair to a scandalously-short chin length, a hairstyle that traditionally only the very young wore. Celegorm was a bit too vain for that, but he respected the elves’ dedication to their calling.

No, Celegorm was far too aware of his own beauty to despoil it like that, even if it was remarkably freeing to braid his hair up and pin it into place and off of his neck.

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I’m speechless. I’‘m hurt and sad but also angry. It’s been six days why did everyone else look so put together. I’m upset that not a hair was out of place and I want to know why. 

Stephen though did such an amazing amazing job. In the present day and the flashbacks.

Whoever goes to see Stephen at HVFF give him the blanket Oliver deserved to get in this episode and a really really tight hug.

My gosh that episode was phenomenal.

Quick fact. Ready?
There are 3 separate layers of Abdominal muscles. Each layer has muscle fibres running in completely different directions! This greatly increases support to the Abdominal muscles, as well as more effective increasing of intra-Abdominal pressure.

if you see this, post a section of your WIP

“Wait,” Harry gasps, grabbing Niall’s wrist before he can turn the page. He lets his eyes roam the photo hungrily, heart beating wildly in his chest.

It’s a family portrait, that much is obvious, the Earl and his wife smacked right in the middle, in front of the foyer, ornately decorated. The picture is black and white but Harry can easily imagine the way her jewels shone brightly, red stones or maybe green, a reflection of the lady’s social status. Next to them are a gaggle of girls, toddlers and children and teenagers, all of them dressed as impeccably. But that’s not what catches Harry’s eyes. No, there in the right corner, next to the Earl, is the ghost. The man he saw, who yelled at him for invading his property, and it’s proof right there… This man existed, a creature of flesh and blood from another century and definitely not somebody that Harry imagined. Harry’s eyes drop to the bottom of the photograph where the inscription reads Lord & Lady Tomlinson, surrounded by their children Louis, Charlotte, Félicité, Daisy, Phoebe, Ernest and Doris. Christmas Day, 1921.

“It’s him,” Harry whispers, letting his finger fall on the page, stroking the tiny image of the man he saw.

“That’s the man you saw?” Niall asks, bending so close to the book that his nose almost touches it. “You’re sure?” he adds, dropping the book and turning towards Harry.

Harry nods, suddenly feeling overwhelmed, as he sneaks another glance into the serious face of Louis Tomlinson.

He’s real.

He’s right there. He existed. And Harry has never felt more terrified.

“I’m sure,” he says with gulp. “I could never forget that face,” he admits. He could never forget those cheekbones and that nose, the way he stood, confident and regal but not without kindness. And those eyes… Harry sighs. He could never forget those eyes.

“Harry,” Niall says slowly and Harry shakes his head, not quite ready for what this implies.

“Louis Tomlinson,” Harry whispers.

“Yeah.”

“What happened to him?” Harry asks, reaching for the book, starting to turn the pages frantically, looking for more information, but there is nothing but pictures, pages and pages of pictures and whoever said a picture is worth a thousand words clearly wasn’t thinking straight because Harry would kill for just one line about how this man died.

“There’s no point,” Niall says, grabbing Harry’s hand, stopping his fidgety movement. “We don’t know what happened to him after the Estate was sold.”

“What?” Harry gasps. “How is that possible? How can we not know? He was an aristocrat, surely that’s against the law to forget about them?”

Niall laughs. “Unfortunately not. We know a bit about some of the sisters but that’s it.”

Harry frowns. “You’ve looked into this before, right?”

“Yeah, but just because I haven’t found the information doesn’t mean it’s not out there. With your help, we might be able to find something new.”

BUST THE SEAMS

It’s that time of year to get BIG again!

You know, the time where I try and assemble some eager test subjects, outfit them in full powerlifting gear, try to run them through some lifting programs that promote size and strength (with an emphasis on size of course) and everyone kinda falls off the wagon a few days, weeks or months into it!

LOL.

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Anyway…

Who’s among my female followers is currently looking to bulk up and wants to add some size and strength? I have several followers who went with my suggestions last year and ended up with sizeable gains (you know who you are) that can vouch for the results (once I get in touch with them again.)

This would be a free PDF with an intro hypertrophy-specific phase, a power-hypertrophy phase and a final phase that’s a sort of powerbuilding program.

Get at me if you’re currently lifting, want to add some size and would like to test it. I will complete it before the end of the month.

I won’t be trying to keep track of everyone on it this time. While I will answer questions, the results, tracking and everything else are up to you.

I know it really sucks when the guest you were going to see at a convention cancels. The same thing happened, like jeez, 12 years ago at Fangoria in Chicago with Jaren Padalecki and he had to cancel last minute after the convention already started. There was literally a room full of us (like 40-50 fans) that were solely there for him because it was one of his first conventions. Yeah, it sucked, but it was still great because I got to meet other Supernatural fans (it was only in its second season at that point) and the convention actually turned out to be really awesome. Also, as a token of his apology, Jared signed something like 500 portraits of him and Jensen and overnighted them to the convention so we at least walked away with something from him. So, really, y’all, it happens a lot and you should not blame the actors. It’s rarely, if ever, their fault or decision to cancel an appearance.

ooc. // starter call.

like this post, and i will write up a medium-length thread about our muses first interactions with each other. 


this post has been queued for three set occasions, and 30 minutes after the third iteration of this post has circulated, no more likes will be accepted. at that time, i will begin to message each blog to plot out a base for our thread.

i’m looking forward to speaking with you all!