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Kpop Boy GROUPS in 10 Years

BTS: After giving two years worth of paychecks to Namjoon, Taehyung gets a slot on Cypher pt.14. It becomes their lowest selling single, but BTS doesn’t notice as they are too busy trying to cover up the fact that Suga’s soul departed 8 years ago and they’ve been using his corpse as a puppet to still milk Army dry. 

Exo: Kyungsoo quit to become an actor after getting tired of grinding canes. Suho left to go “find himself” in the Bahamas, and Baekhyun currently leads the remaining members as they perform the Chinese version of “Wolf” at Norwegian birthday parties for pay.

Got7: Currently only has 6 members. BamBam was kicked out in 2017 after pulling down his pants and playing “helicopter” at a fan meet. Currently tours with Jay Park while Got6 has 23 reality shows and 14 movies under their belts.

NCT: Johnny resigns to become a DJ after debuting only once. Haechan is jailed after it was discovered he had been slowly poisoning Mark for years. WinWin tries to leave SM, but is offered a solo career under Yixing’s company. Cracks immediately under the pressure of singing more than 2 words.

Day6: After pleading with JYP for years, finally get to have all of their social media accounts back. Jae immediately begins posting pics of Chihuahuas in taco costumes while Sungjin and Young K start a new petition to stop including the word “day” in all of their album titles.

Infinite: Sunggyu never came back from the war. Woohyun is pretty sure he’s actually just hiding in the basement. The fairies came to reclaim Sungjong to their magical kingdom, and Dongwoo asked them to give him a ride to Africa on their way.

Big Bang: Somehow GD has 5 kids by 6 different women. Taeyang opened a gym. Top moved into a museum. Seungri is a happily married soccer dad, and Daesung disappeared in Japan with 3 geishas and a bottle of soju 4 years ago.

Super Junior: Henry and Kyuhyun perform at Karaoke Taco Tuesdays every week, while Leeteuk and Siwon try to get everyone to come together for one last concert that Heechul refuses to attend, because that’s his dogs special grooming day.

Block B: Will leave Seven Seasons and start their own company with Zico as CEO. P.O. has been revealed to have had a secret wife and child in Brazil for the last 8 years and Taeil will have to resort to tattooing his eyeballs from lack of skin space.

Vixx: 4 of the members married fans while Hyuk and Hongbin enjoy the crazy bachelor life. Still continues to do deep concepts and just wrapped up their video where they portray vulnerable, voodoo veterans from Vermont.

Monsta X: banned from Korea after performing naked in hopes of a number 1. Comes back with cute concept through Youtube and gets an all kill. not allowed in Korea to accept award. Award goes to Seventeen instead.

Ikon: hasn’t made a comeback in 9 years. Everyone has had 4 solo projects. Bobby and B.I. moved into Seungri’s abandoned man cave and are refusing to come out until they get a clothing line and matching miniature poodles.

Astro: After a dramatic image change after all becoming adults, Rocky is now modeling for Calvin Klein, Sanha has his own line of hair products, and they all just released a sensual love album called “Baby Let Me Rocket All Night”.

Seventeen: After teasing Carats for 10 years, finally does a dark concept but 11 of the 13 members are in the military so it’s just Jun and Minghao tap dancing in leather jackets while whistling “Mansae” in a warehouse.

B.A.P: Jongup and Yongguk and Himchan promoting together as a hip-hop group called BangHimUp, while Daehyun and Youngjae make a living off of soundtrack singles. All decide on a whim to dye their hair straight blonde again and all of Zelo’s falls out in the first 5 minutes.

Knk: First male group to be the spokesperson for a stiletto company. Has 3 albums devoted to the best of their ballads. No longer allowed on ASC ever since the “incident” and Seungjun and Jihun being forced to live in separate cities after the rumors become far too great.

SHINee: Everyone has split up for their own solo careers, but still come together for dinner every night. Minho is currently homeless after betting his house in an intense Monopoly battle with Key. Planning a reunion tour where the truth will finally be revealed about Jongtae.

Up10tion: Rebel after their 53rd comeback in 10 years. Tie Andy up and hold him for ransom until he agrees to let them rest and never perm their poor hair again.

Romeo: Decided to change their name to something that would bring them up on Google. Now debuting as “Hamlet” they continue to do cute concepts even though they’re almost over the hill and have mortgages and light bills.

24K: Has found global fame after creating the world’s first rational storyline….realizes most of the fame came because everyone was googling Bruno Mars. Accepts fame anyway.

Winner: Reunites again with Namtae. Quits YG after leaving a steaming pile of dog poop on his desk. Produces music that heals and restores all of our broken souls.

Being Roommates with Overwatch Characters:

Genji: Very quiet and respectful, never eats your food. But he never sleeps, so that can get awkward. Sometimes he does his ninja training in the living room at like 3am. When you go down to yell at him he has mysteriously vanished…

McCree: Super friendly, super messy. He will always invite you into his room to watch this cool video he found on YouTube that you’ve certainly already seen, but he just found it. He thinks the fridge is more of a communal zone. You can take his food, and he can take your’s. He prefers to cook meals to share though, not that he’s any good at cooking. Is often hungover in the mornings.

Pharah: Isn’t home a lot. She’s very focused on her career. Her interactions with you are very formal at first, kinda stiff and awkward. It will either stay that way forever, or one night of drinking and video games will break the ice and give you a million inside jokes.

Reaper: Just the worst roommate ever. The second he’s done with something, he drops it on the ground. Beer bottles? Check. Towel? Yep. Laundry? You once found a pair of his boxers in the refrigerator for fucks sake Reyes, why is this here? NEXT TO MY MILK! He always claims he was the last one who did dishes. He never does dishes.

Soldier 76: The weird roommate you met through Craigslist who seems quiet and reserved at first, but once he gets going on his conspiracy theories and how THE SYSTEM IS BROKEN he will never shut up. Constantly plays CoD on the couch. Never seems to go to work, but always pays rent on time. Does the chores with military precision.

Tracer: Lives outside of time, quite literally. So be prepared to remind her of appointments, when rent is due, that it is not in fact the weekend so could she stop playing Just Dance so loud past eleven? It’s frustrating, but she’s so much fun to be around you forgive her.  She is on first name basis with all the bartenders in the neighborhood, and drinking with her is always an epic adventure.

Bastion: You bought this old thing on eBay. They said it was non-functional, but it immediately sprang to life in your apartment. It spends all its time out on the balcony, where a flock of birds have made it their home. Every once in a while you wake up in the middle of the night to find it crouched in the corner of your room in turret mode. Then you realize someone was being loud outside and it got scared.

Hanzo: There are two Hanzos. Calm, collected, brooding Hanzo, and I’LL TELL YOU WHEN I’VE HAD ENOUGH SAKEsshdhshjkfk Hanzo. Hanzo is normally very organized, his room his spartan and he made a chore schedule that he treats like it is law. But about two times a week he gets shit faced on expensive sake, cries about his brother, tries to fight a house plant (claiming it knows nothing of honor when he falls on his ass), and ends the evening on the balcony, pegging passersby with perfect precision with YOUR HOTDOGS THAT HE STOLE FROM THE FRIDGE, HANZO COME INSIDE.

Junkrat: Just, an absolute disaster. Your apartment has become a junkyard. Scraps of machines all of the place. And it smells terrible because he’s constantly mixing weird chemicals in the bathtub. You’ve started showering at the gym, and are terrified when you have to pee. You’ve had three minor fires in the place since he moved in, and you’re pretty sure he’s a criminal. You’d call the cops, but his… boyfriend? You’re not sure. His giant man partner keeps coming around and staring at you silently and you’re just trying to stay alive, okay?

Mei: Is terribly sweet and friendly, but messy and forgetful. You can’t get mad at her, because she always apologizes profusely when she forgets to do the dishes or take out the trash or that this is her week to buy toilet paper. She’s often wrapped up in her work, and loves to go on exuberant explanations of the science involved that you don’t even half understand. But you smile and nod along. She’s just so excited, you can’t interrupt her. Her bedroom is cluttered with items she collected from her travels and adventures, mixed with scientific equipment and climbing gear. She always wants you to come on nature hikes. They are beautiful but exhausting. That girl has boundless energy. The only time she gets mad is if you try to throw away a recyclable.

Torbjörn: He is constantly making noise, hammering, laughing like a maniac, riveting??? WTF is he doing in his room???? He’s very cranky and opinionated (do not bring up Omnics, trust me), but after a few beers he has some of the most amazing stores you’ve ever heard. He keeps his mess to his room and only forgets to do his chores every once in a while. But food in the fridge is going to disappear and he’ll get very defensive when you ask him about it. Also, long golden beard hairs! EVERYWHERE! in the bathroom! Clean out the drain when you’re done!

Widowmaker: The most intimidating person you’ve ever lived with. Hell, ever met. She will walk around in nothing but a towel, but it’s actually kind of terrifying? Like she’s daring you to say something to her??? You’re pretty sure she’s killed at least two people in the neighborhood. No one can prove it. You feel like she’s constantly watching you in your room… you’ve looked for cameras and found nothing. She leaves for days at a time, and then suddenly appears silently in the middle of the apartment. You didn’t hear the front door open????? WTF IS HAPPENING???? She leaves all the chores to you, will pretend she only speaks French if she’s not in the mood to talk to you. You’re pretty sure you’re going to be found dead in the bathtub and there will be no records of your roommate…

D.Va: Almost never does chores, acts like she did you a favor when she finally washes a single dish. Is constantly live streaming from the couch. You haven’t been able to watch TV since she moved in. She invites you to play games just to utterly destroy your ass at them. She got sponsored by Doritos and Mountain Dew so now the apartment is full of that crap. She acts like that’s her contribution to groceries because she saw you eat a chip. You thought she hated you until someone on her stream called you a loser and she tore them a new asshole. Is this what having a sister is like???

Reinhardt: Snores like a freight train is rumbling through the apartment. You can hear it through the walls. Through your earplugs. Nothing helps. He is incredibly helpful and friendly though. Always does his chores, does a few of your’s if you don’t stop him. Loves to cook dinner, but will always make the weirdest German fusion food. Any nice thing you do for him gets the most enthusiastic thanks that it makes you want to do nice things for him all the time.

Roadhog: You’ve seen some shit, man. Shit you can never tell anyone. Mostly because it would damage Roadhog’s bad ass reputation, and you will not make him angry. His room is full of plushies. He sleeps on them in a big pile. He spends all day playing Animal Crossing and he helps paint your nails. His weirdo boyfriend? You don’t know, small manic man partner comes over sometimes, but you managed to get them to not set off any explosions in the house(by claiming to protect the plushies). When Roadhog first showed up, you were terrified. But he’s turned out to be a really sweet guy. When you’re not on his shit list. You will do anything not to get on the shit list… A UPS driver damaged his limited edition Rainbow Sparkle Bear, and you heard the screams……..

Winston: Spends all his time in his room on his computer. He’s nice enough when he comes out, but that’s usually only for more peanut butter. He’s kind of shy and awkward around you at first, but one day you ask about the glory days of Overwatch, and you get a story hour of epic proportions. After that he is your buddy. Tracer comes by sometimes, always bringing a fresh batch of bananas. Winston tries to act insulted, but you always catch him eating them later. He forgets to do his chores, a lot. He always promises he’ll get around to them. After this experiment is finished… It never gets done.

Zarya: Your living room is now a gym. She moved in a professional looking weight set and bench. “This is just for casual,” she tells you. She constantly makes “helpful” remarks about your physique. She thinks if you just did some deadlifts, your legs would be much stronger. Much more solid. You are like noodle. She tries to train you on the weight set in the living room. She proves that she can benchpress you, and then gives you some fifty pound weights “For a warm up”. May god have mercy on your soul.

Lúcio: Just the nicest roommate ever. He will sit on the couch with you until 3 am talking through your problems. He baked you a cake on your birthday. Is it your day to do chores? He saw you weren’t feeling well, so he just did them this morning. Don’t worry about it, fam, I got you. He only asks you for things on behalf of others. Will you help him organize a fundraiser for the local kid’s soccer organization? Come to a protest to improve the working conditions in factories? Could you maybe drop off this extra portion of dinner to the old lady next door on your way out? Say hi to her cats for him. The only thing that can be annoying is he can get lost in his music and forget that it’s super late. But when that wakes you up, you usually just go and sit down in his room and watch him work on his latest tracks.

Mercy: You really won’t see her that often. She is an incredibly overworked doctor. She is a very kind and patient person, but you can tell she is constantly bone tired. You don’t even ask her to do chores, you just do them all yourself. She barely ever uses dishes or makes a mess anyway. She leaves you little cakes she bought at the bodega as a thank you every now and then. Most of your communication is through post it notes, as you are often on completely different schedules. She seems nice, but you don’t really know her.

Symmetra: Everything has to be just so. She doesn’t even let you do chores, she doesn’t trust that you did them right. She will say the bathroom is filthy when it looks sparkling to you. She is constantly creating little robots to do work for her, so you don’t feel too bad letting her clean? She is incredibly sheltered, and can get hostile when you challenge her world view. But at the same time, you can tell she’s lonely and hurting. With small gestures here and there, maybe you can become friends.

Zenyatta: Just, the chillest bro you have ever met. He floats around the apartment and doesn’t eat anything so he doesn’t cause messes. He still helps with the chores, because it is more balanced that way. When you go through a break up he will listen and give you advice that honestly makes you feel better. He invites you to mediate, and makes it sound like a really great activity. His pupil, Genji, is always coming around. Zenyatta is so happy to see him. Neither of them eat, but Genji makes you ramen sometimes and its SO GOOD. They are both cinnamon rolls, and your life is better for knowing them. Occasionally Zenyatta knocks something over as he floats by, but that’s about the only drawback.

Steam, part 1

A/N:  Thanks as always to my brilliant betas:  @little-black-dress-24, @emulateharry and @niallandharrymakemestrong!  Couldn’t do this without their ongoing support and encouragement.  

“Excuse me,” you mutter, as you push aside the young men and women to get to the gym entrance.   Shouldering the next person gently aside as you approach the gym door, you hear an “Oi!” in return as he moves his gym bag, but you don’t stop to acknowledge the voice.  He notices you, the way you move, and the way you casually ignore the situation.  “Excuse me,” you respond wearily.  

Harry pauses in signing autographs to check you out.  Today, you saw a string of patients, and your shoulders are weighed down by their troubled souls.  Your grey pencil skirt, black knit shirt, and high heeled black ankle boots mask the heaviness of your spirit as you stride with purpose.  He can’t help but observe the sway of your ass in that skirt as your heels make it wiggle from side to side, although it’s mostly your exhaustion and the fact that your feet hurt that moves your hips rather than any desire to be seductive.  His mouth and throat dry as he watches you reach for the gym door handle, shifting your bag higher on your left shoulder, pulling open the door with your right hand.  Inside his jeans, he feels his cock twitch; the woman standing in front of him prods him with a salty “Sign it to Char, please,” as she flashes him a look at her cleavage in the push-up bra and low-cut shirt, drawing his attention back to the crowd around him.  Why he bothered to start signing shit tonight escapes him at the moment.  Now he’ll never get his full workout in.  Taking a deep breath, he tells the group, “I’ll sign five more, and that’s it.”  Over the years he’s learned to set boundaries.

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anonymous asked:

YoOOoooOoOo know anywhere to get cheap but decent gym wear? Just recently started at planet fitness and I need me some workout wear I can't stand wearing this tank top and big ass sweatpants 😂 And any gym advice? Stuff to bring and whatnot

Alright, so I’ve had to ask my peeps for help with this ask! Thanks @growup-gloup and Girl With Glasses for the input!

Cheap Gym Clothes

Amazon: If you are confident in what your shirt/shorts sizes are, Amazon is a super convenient way to shop for clothes. If you are a student you are eligible for 6 months of free Prime membership! That’s six months of free two-day shipping! Buy shorts, sneakers, and assorted gym wear here.

Walmart: Yeah, I know. But still. Walmart has inexpensive but durable workout gear. Shopping in person gives you the ability to try on different sizes and outfits, which is always a plus. Make sure to do some stretches in any clothes that you’re considering buying, to ensure your comfort level. Buy shorts and shirts here.

Target: Ladies- this one’s for you. While Target can be slightly pricey and does not have a large array of workout clothing options, they do have an incredible selection of sports bras. Buy sports bras here.

Poshmark: I have personally never used Poshmark, but a friend of mine who visits the gym multiple times during the week informed me that it is the place to find affordable big name brands. 

Your Gym Bag

  • Your gym clothes
  • Your sneakers
  • Bandana or hair tie for longer hair
  • A water bottle (at least 16oz)
  • Your jams (check that your headphones are secure before you start running on the treadmill)
  • A sweat rag (optional) 
  • A protein bar (my favorite are CLIFF and LUNA)
  • A small first aid kit (bandaids and disinfectant are fine) 
  • A couple dollars on the off chance that you need to buy an emergency something

Remember to checkout my Gym Membership post.

Sorry for the wait and I hope this helps!

Sorry about the lack of updates the past couple of weeks! All my stuff is finally moved out of my old place so I will be getting back into the gym tomorrow, and I have started eating more fruits and veg again 😊 thanks for sticking around during my absence! I hope you’re all doing lovely. I’ll start tagging for Selfie Sunday again this weekend!

5/19/17

Make today count 💪🏻 Of course we all want working out to become a habit, but the only way to do that is to intentionally make the effort every single day. It isn’t easy. Live less out of habit and more out of intent. Set goals. And every day make the choice for a healthier life. Eventually fitness will turn into a habit.

- Rebecca

Beat It (Jeff Hardy imagine)

Jeff and the reader are best friends and the reader runs to Jeff when she breaks up with her scumbag boyfriend who beat on her. So,Jeff beats him up and admits to reader that he’s been in love with her for years.  Fluff!! 

Warnings: cursing, mentions of an abusive relationship, mentions of fighting, fluff, angst

Tag List: @flawlessglamazon @wwesmutdonedirtcheap
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You knocked timidly on the hotel door, knowing good and well that not only would Jeff be there but Matt and Reby would be there as well but you really didn’t care at this point. Your cheeks was flushed and stained with tears, your shirt torn, and a busted lip, not to mention,you was sobbing. “Hang on,I’m coming!” Jeff shouted, and I stifled the cry bubbling in your chest, only to begin losing your mind again once your best friend opened the door. He cursed at the sight of you and all of your horrendous appearance then growled,“What the hell happened? What did that dickface do to you?”

“C-can I come in?” you whimpered, rubbing your arms to keep warm. It was pouring down rain when you begun walking to the hotel from your apartment, which explained why you was soaked to the bone.

“Hey Jeff, who is it?” Reby questioned, obviously asking the question that the both she and her husband was wondering the answer to. Jeff wrapped his arm around your shoulders and cursed at the feeling of you flinching before he called back to his sister in law,”It’s (Y/N). I need the first aid kit.”

“The first aid kit? Is she okay?” Matt asked, coming towards you two, only to freeze at the sight of you limping along with the help of Jeff, “Christ,.. Baby, we’re gonna need a towel and the first aid kit. Hurry, she’s hurt bad. Fuck, (Y/N), what did that bastard do?!”

Jeff shook his head and lowered you into a chair then wrapped your loose hair into a bun at the base of your neck and stated,”I need you to tell me what hurts the most and where so I can clean you up and do what I need to help you.” You nodded and motioned towards your ribs then murmured, ”He kept hitting me in the stomach. M sorry for being such a problem.”

“You’re not a fucking problem,dollface, and if I hear that one more time I swear I’m-” Jeff trailed off when he saw that your eyes widened with fear and you slinked away from his touch. He groaned and he caught his head in his hands then mumbled,”I’m sorry,dollface, I didn’t mean to say it like that.” 

“S’okay, I know you- Fuck!” you cursed, body rolling away from the peroxide that he poured on your open wounds. Jeff mumbled an apology then the three of you all three turned to face Reby as she gasped at the sight of your torn skin. You smiled softly then muttered,”Just get it over with,please. How bad is it?” 

“Oh, so bad that I’m going to delete his ass from the world.” Matt promised, eyes locked on the wounds. Jeff taped the gauze down then instructed Reby to grab one of his shirts from his room and Matt offered up a pair of his sleep pants for you to sleep in. 

“Thank you so much.” you stated softly, walking into the bedroom area where the three of them was waiting for you to return from changing. 

“Dollface, I only care that you’re fucking okay. Now sit down and tell me what the fuck that bastard did so I can decide how to murder him and how Matt and Reby is going to hide his body.” Jeff replied,allowing you to sit beside him on the full size bed. 

“Well, I went out to hang out with Gallows and Anderson and he didn’t like it from the start…” you begun explaining. 

“Baby,I’m going out with Luke and Karl.” you yelled, fixing your hair in the mirror. He grunted and took a chug from his beer then grumbled,”Don’t fucking understand why you go out with those pricks.”

“Those pricks are married,babe. It’ll be fine.” you reassured him,kissing his lips then you turned and started towards the door,only for him to grab your hair and yank you against him,pulling a yelp from your throat. 

“Listen,bitch,don’t do anything stupid while you’re gone, ya got me?” he growled, the alcohol on his breath heavy and disgusting.You nodded and he let you go, yea.“ stumbled and fell against the wall then walked out of the apartment. 

You had a wonderful night with the former Raw Tag Team champs then returned to your shared apartment where you thought your boyfriend has gone to bed only for him to shove you against the wall,using your tank top strap to do so, then he spat in your face,”Where the fuck have ya been, whore! I wanted to fuck and you weren’t fuckin’ here!”

“B-But babe, I told you that I was going to out to hang out with Luke and Karl.” I gasped, as he pressed his hand to your throat, then he snarled,“I fucking told ya,bitch. Ya don’t go any-fucking-where, unless I’m there with ya.”

“I-I told you that I was going out. Please let me go.” you begged, clawing against his hand. “No!” he shouted in your face, spit flying everywhere and you nearly gagged at the heavy smell of alcohol on his breath. 

“Jesus,I fucking told you where I was going before I left, now let me fucking go!” you screamed in his face as you fought against his hold,only to get nowhere with it. So you went with the option that got you into worse trouble than you was already in. You reeled and slapped him, him stumbling around like the drunk idiot he was. You went to run away but he grabbed your loose hair barely then yanked you back to the floor before he began beating you like you was nothing short of trash. 

 "Please stop!“ you sobbed, fighting against his every punch but your pleads fell short of his hearing. You felt the pain slowly overtaking your body, numbing you, as he moved on from your ribs and began slugging you in the mouth. 

 "You fucking whore! I told you to stay home!” he roared in your face after delivering the harshest slap that he had mustered up. He threw you against the couch like you was nothing then stalked away, leaving you to cry and practically rot away. 

 "Christ, (Y/N),I’m going to fucking kill him.“ Jeff swore, jumping to his feet. You launched yourself in front of him,only for your ribs to creak in protest, then collapsed onto the floor, groaning in agony. Jeff helped you up by an arm under your armpits then laid you under the covers of his bed and ordered, 

“You don’t move. I’m gonna sleep on the floor next to you if you need anything,okay, dollface?” You nodded and turned to Matt and Reby,who looked both purely pissed off and horrified at the same time then declared softly as your eyes began to close,“Thank you so much again. Make sure he doesn’t make any rash decisions while I’m sleeping.”

 Matt shot a glance to his brother then smiled at you ans replied,“Don’t worry,kiddo, I’ll keep an eye on him. You just get some sleep.” You nodded and fell asleep much quicker than you expected. But little did you know, Matt and Jeff was plotting a plan to get back at your ex while you was sleeping just fifteen feet away from them. 

“She can’t find out what we’re doing in the morning.”Matt declared, turning to his wife who grinned in return and stated,”Don’t worry.I’ve got this covered. I’m thinking a great breakfast in the morning,come back,dance off our fats to some Michael Jackson, and wait for you guys to get back.” Jeff smirked and kissed Reby on the cheek then declared,”This is why you’re my favorite sister in law.” 

She snorted in annoyance then grumbled,”I’m your only sister in law,you idiot.” He chuckled and laid down on the little makeshift bed that he made before he stared up at you in amazement then fell asleep.

When you woke up, you half expected Jeff to be waiting for you to wake up. But instead, he was nowhere to be seen and neither was Matt to be exact. The only person besides you that was in the room was Reby was looked behind bored, staring at you. 

“Oh look, she’s awake.” she joked, standing up. You shot her a sheepish smile and replied,”Sorry, I was exhausted from everything last night.”

“I know. I was joking. C’mon,get dressed so we can get some breakfast.” she instructed,throwing you an outfit. You smiled and dressed in the bathroom then brushed your teeth and walked out to join Reby in the hallway. 

“So where’s the guys at this morning?” you asked, shifting to look up at her.

She shrugged then replied,“Hell, who knows? Probably at the gym. I think Jeff mentioned something about you and me having a girl’s day to let your head clear.”

You nodded once and returned your focus back to your favorite breakfast, feeling a little disappointed that you probably wouldn’t see Jeff all day but then you noticed that Reby was staring at you with a small smile on her face .

“What?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at her,only to get a small laugh in return. She shrugged and leaned back a little in her chair then declared,“I never realized how he felt about you til last night.”

“Who,my ex?” She smiled at you and shrugged before she replied,“Sure, that’s what I meant.” Her unlying tone told you that she meant something else but you wasn’t willing to question it. Instead, you just wanted to go back to the hotel and relax.

“Can we go back to the hotel room please? I’m really tired.” you asked, laying your silverware over the now empty plate. She nodded and replied,“Yeah, I just gotta call Matt real quick, if that’s okay.”

You nodded and checked your phone to seen if anyone had texted you and sure enough, Jeff had, asking if you was okay. You smiled at the text then went to reply, only for your phone to begin ringing. You giggled when you realized it was your best friend calling, “Jeff?”

“Hey,dollface. How’s your morning going with Rebs?” he sounded out of breath. You didn’t think anything of it and when you heard Matt give a shout of annoyance and anger, you figured that they was probably at the gym, trying out new moves. 

“Oh, yeah,we’re having a great morning. We’ll be heading back to the hotel soon.” you informed him,tapping your fingertips on the tabletop. He took in a deep breath then declared,“That’s alright with me,dollface. You guys stay our of trouble….” He went silent for a minute and you begun to get offended, thinking that he hung up without telling you he loved you like always, only for him to pant into the phone,“I love you, (Y/N). See you when we get done here.”

“I love you too. Stay safe.” you murmured in return before ending the call. Just as you did so, Reby returned from her bathroom break slash call with Matt with a slightly worried expression. Your eyebrow raised towards your hairline then you asked,“Everything okay?”

“Yeah,I’m fine. Was that Jeff?” she asked,laying a twenty dollar bill on the table with a five dollar tip for the waiter. You nodded and slipped your jacket on as you answered,“Yeah. You talk to Matt?” She shook her head and turned the car on before she replied,“Got no answer.”

“Maybe he couldn’t hear his phone. It sounded like he was frustrated at the gym.” you suggested. She groaned and hit her head against the steering wheel for a little while growling,“That fucking idiot. I fucking told him - ugh! Hopefully they won’t be in too bad of a condition for me to kick their asses.”

“Why would they be in a bad condition? Are they not at the gym?!” you demanded, turning to face her. She jerked up then insisted,“No,they’re at the gym, it’s just Matt has been working on this new move and if Jeff doesn’t help him, I feel like he’s going to break his neck or something.“

Nodding, you turned away from her to stare out the window, taking in the different scenery, then she asked,“Are you okay?” You scoffed and asked,“Honestly? I feel like such a weight has been pulled from my shoulders since I left his sorry ass.”

“That’s because you was always dragging him along behind you. But now you’re free to do whatever you want. So what do you want to do when we get back to the hotel?” she asked, taking a left. You shrugged then tapped your chin with your fingertips and replied,“Honestly? I feel like sleeping for the next few hours. I didn’t sleep the best laat night.”

“I told the guys when they left that you kept waking up. Idiots didn’t believe me. To be honest with you, I’m glad you said that because I slept horrible last night and its my turn to drive tonight.” Reby pointed out so you grinned in return then asked,“So naps when we get back?”

“Sounds like fucking heaven, girl.” The two of you remained silent, except for when you or Reby would begin humming a tone then you guys would burst into full on concert mode, jamming out on air guitars and drums all while shrieking out the lyrics. But that’s when you realized that your windows was down and everyone in a five block radius was staring at you two in shock.

You stripped off your shoes then pulled off your jacket and curled under the blanket before your eyes fluttered shut. The rattling of the doorknob and the grumbles following it was what woke you up. But you didn’t dare budge. The bed was a perfect temperature and the cool side of your pillow allowed enough chill for you to be comfortable.

It was no surprise when that it was Matt and Jeff. However, what was surprising was how beaten they looked. You yelped and scrambled from the bed then forced Jeff to look at you before you demanded, “What the fuck happened to you? Was you attacked by thousands of rabid squrriels?!”

Matt chuckled then replied,“Yep, (Y/N), they was everywhere. We couldn’t seem to escape. So we fought off, tooth and nail, until we could get away.” You swatted at thrm and grumbled, “Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, ya know? I’m serious,what happened?”

“If you think we look bad, you should see the other guy,Princess.” Jeff assured me, kissing my forehead, causing me to freeze. Princess? He never called me that before… You grabbed his arm and refused to let him walk away from the conversation, “What the hell do you mean, I should see the other guy? Who exactly is the other guy, Jeff?”

“No one. It’s a figure of speech, babe.” You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest then ordered,“Jeff Hardy,I demand you tell me right now who the hell it was that you two beat the fuck out of so I can send them a fruit basket or something.” He scoffed in return then grabbed you up by your biceps and shook you back and forth as he demanded,“ Why the fuck would you send a fruit basket to the bastard that best you senseless last night? He got what he deserved; what Matt and I gave him.”

Your jaw dropped open and I heard Matt groan in annoyance as he exclaimed,“You had one, MOTHER FUCKING JOB,JEFF!” You was in too much shock to reply to what Matt had said. Instead, you was focused on processing what Jeff had admitted to doing. He had beaten up your ex?

“Well, we’ll be going. We have things and stuff to do. Love you, bye!” Reby rushed out as she practically rolled Matt out of the hotel doorway. Jeff dropped his hands, allowing me to turn away from him, then begged,“Please, you gotta understand. I did it for you! I was so fucking mad and when I saw how bad you was, I couldn’t handle it. So me and Matt went and kicked the shit out of him.”

“Why the fuck would you do that?” you demanded, whipping around to face him. He gripped my cheeks then shouted in return, “Because I fucking love you! Because I’ve been in love with you for years now! And you’ve never noticed…” You froze then slowly made eye contact with him before you whispered, “Are you serious?”

Jeff nodded gravely and pointed out, “I’ve always been in love with you, but every time I’ve tried to tell you, you’ve been dating someone else. Are you aware how hard it is to try and not grab someone up and kiss them til you and them can’t breathe? Cause I have since the day that I’ve met you.”

“Jeff-” He shook his head then snapped,“No! I’ve kept my mouth shut about this for fucking years! Years that I’ve pined and crushed on you and been in love with you and I’ve gotten nothing in return! So I’m done. I’m not keeping my mouth shut anymore.”

“Jeff,would you shut the hell up?!” you cried out, gripping his forearms to force him to look at you. He heaved with pants then you stated, “I’ve felt the same way, you idiot. But you never would listen. You’d brush me off.”

“Oh.” Jeff muttered softly, cheeks slightly pink with anger and embarrassment. You nodded then replied,“Yeah, oh. So, I’m sorry for getting upset. I didn’t know.”

“It’s my fault. I should’ve told you the truth on where we was going.” he declared, scratching the back of his neck. You laughed and pulled him into a slow and sweet kiss before you murmured,“Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I love you.”

Jeff laughed and returned the kiss then said,“I love you too, dollface.” That’s when you heard Matt and Reby yell,“Hey, can we come back inside,you lovebirds?”

The two of you shared a loud laugh as you kissed again then cried out,“Yeah, you’re good!”

  • In the morning
  • Izuru: “Nanami, why didn’t you look at me during?”
  • Souda: *spits out juice*
  • Fuyuhiko: “H-Hey! Watch it!”
  • Izuru: “During our walk today. You seemed preoccupied.”
  • Chiaki: “Sorry, the new gacha started for this new mobile game I’m playing. I’ll promise to make it up to you later.”
  • Fuyuhiko: *looks to Souda* “They’re just having a normal conversation.”
  • Souda: “How I was I supposed to know?”
  • At Gym Class
  • Izuru: *moves in swiftly towards Chiaki* “Nanami, are you wet?”
  • Hiyoko: *disgusted* “Is he for real??”
  • Izuru: “From earlier. It seems the sprinklers went off unexpectedly.”
  • Chiaki: “Hmm… I’m a little damp, but it feels good for a warm day like this.” *laughs*
  • Mahiru: *looks to Hiyoko* “What did you think he was talking about?"
  • Hiyoko: "I didn't know!"
  • Next Day
  • Chiaki: “Izuru-kun, I didn’t realize you were so hard…”
  • Teruteru: *nose starts bleeding* “Oh my…” “Didn’t realize these two were already in that stage~”
  • Chiaki: “....To beat. I really need to step up my game.”
  • Teruteru: “…” *falls dramatically to the floor*
  • Chiaki: *notices Teruteru* “Hanamura-kun, are you alright?”
  • Teruteru: “Will you two stop playing with my emotions?”
  • Izuru and Chiaki: *exchange confused looks* “Hmm?”
Size Isn’t Everything - 4/4

Summary: Kurt’s got a bit of a size-kink. Based on this prompt from the @prompt-a-klainefic blog.
Chapter: 4/4  Read Chapter 1 here, Chapter 2 here, Chapter 3 here
Words: ~4550 (this chapter)
Warnings:  I guess? PWP, Size kink,

Complete

Many thousand apologies (again) for the long delay in between chapters. Blink and weeks disappear. The final chapter should be up before the end of the week, and thanks for still reading!

forever thanks to @mshoneysucklepink for the beta!

Blaine woke the next morning with a serious case of dry-mouth and little recollection of what had happened the night before. He remembered playing the gig, and that it went well. He remembered applause and a decent sized crowd. Despite that, he knew he still didn’t want to join the band full time, no matter how many times Sam asked. (Okay good he remembered Sam asking again last night.) He remembered drinking a lot (too much), and his friends putting him into an Uber. He didn’t get sick in the car (but wasn’t so lucky once he got home).

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Sparring Partner

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1088

Summary: You need to practice your fighting skills and Steve is more than happy to be your sparring partner. 


Your chest was heaving with each breath as you rolled across the foam mats set up in the gym, moving back to your feet quickly and punching out at the open air. You’d been down here practicing since dawn, practicing kicks, hits, jumps and rolls; everything really. You needed to be better and if better came by spending every day down here than that was what you were going to do.

You’d taken it to heart the other day when Steve had told you that you were behind the others during a mission; he hadn’t been cruel in the way he told you but you could read between the lines well enough.  You didn’t have the past training like Natasha or come equipped with a suit like Tony and Sam, nor did you have any inhuman abilities like Wanda; you were just you and you needed to up your game by a lot.

Kicking out in front of you, you felt yourself lose your footing, your elbow taking most of the punishment as you came crashing back down onto the floor. You gasped, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes as you cradled your arm to your chest, angry at yourself for having failed a kick you’d watched Natasha make dozens of times before.

“You’re trying too hard.” Your head snapped around to find Steve leaning against the back wall, his arms crossed over his chest and his lips held in a thin line. Scrambling back to your feet you hastily wiped away the tears with the back of your hand, hoping that he hadn’t seen them. “Your moves should be fluid and natural, almost like you’re dancing.”
You nod your head, swallowing around the lump in your throat harshly as you watch him walk towards you, kicking away his shoes and stripping off his shirt. Your eyes widen as he steps onto the mat opposite you.
“What are - what are you doing?”
“If you want to get better y/n you need to practice with someone else, you can’t keep punching at

thin air and hoping for the best next time we’re out on a mission.”

Steve lowered himself into a starting position and you felt the heat prickle at the back of your neck as you mimicked him. Being down here by yourself was bad enough but embarrassing yourself in front of Captain America was ultimately a lot worse. You’d only been harbouring a secret crush on him since day dot, finding it hard enough getting your mind to think straight whenever he was around you let alone coordinate yourself properly while sparring. You could already see that this wasn’t going to end well.

Steve didn’t give you much of a choice though as a second later he lunged towards you; you tried to block him with your leg but he used it against you and brought you back to the floor. Balling your hands into fists you got back up swinging out at him. It went on like that for a while, Steve would knock you down and you’d get right back up, managing to make a few good hits yourself. Each time you did he would praise you and you felt that heat at the back of your neck go up by a few degrees.

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30 Things to Love About Exercise (None of Which Have Anything to Do with Your Weight, Your Size, or What You Look Like)

I got this from the book called  “ The Unapologetic Fat Girl’s Guide to Exercise and Other Incendiary Acts” by Hanne Blank. I found it both enlightning and motivational, so I decidd to share :)

1. Working out is an immune-system booster, which is great since no one actually enjoys being a mobile snot fountain.

2. Exercise builds ferociously sturdy little old ladies (and men): it’s fantastic for your bones, reduces the risk of Alzheimer’s, and improves balance and coordination.

3. Exercise reduces symptoms of both depression and anxiety. Organic, legal DIY mellowness is a pretty sweet side effect.

4. Working out helps regulate your blood pressure, reducing the effects of things like traffic jams and not being allowed to strangle that one coworker who really, really needs it.

5. Exercising makes you smarter: research shows that exercise incorporating complex movement, especially, makes people learn better and faster.

6. Working out hath charms to soothe the savage metabolic system, encouraging insulin sensitivity and making diabetes management a little easier.

7. Regular exercise tends to generate major mojo. And by mojo, I mean increased sex drive and sexual responsivity. Yeah, baby.

8. If you suffer from insomnia, exercise helps, and not just because it tires you out; it also helps your body regulate its own rhythms.

9. Workouts boost levels of neurochemicals like dopamine and serotonin, which is like getting a biochemical massage in terms of counteracting stress.

10. You’ll be able to sing louder and dive deeper with your improved lung capacity.

11. Your joints get stronger and less prone to injuries and diseases, including tricky ones like repetitive stress injuries and arthritis.

12. It enables you to satisfy those urges to reenact dance numbers from Broadway musicals. So what if you’re in the grocery store?

13. Will you be able to snatch a speeding bullet out of the air? Maybe not, but working out does improve people’s reaction time.

14. Endorphins—mmmmm, sweet, sweet endorphins: the “runner’s high” isn’t just for runners, ya know.

15. Outrunning the zombies.

16. It makes you strong. You never know when you’ll need to be that person who can carry the suitcase full of gold bars through the airport without anyone being able to tell that it’s so heavy.

17. Your body and your brain get superbly and thoroughly oxygenated, which tends to make you feel peppy and full of mischief.

18. Most of us like to think we’re flexible people who can roll with the punches. Exercising makes it more likely that it’ll literally be true, not just figuratively.

19. If, God forbid, you should get sick, being a regular exerciser can help reduce the length and severity of your illness. It has even been shown to reduce cancer mortality for some kinds of cancer.

20. Exercise can help pregnancy and labor go a lot more smoothly. Afterward, it helps you keep up with the kid.

21. Probiotics and antacids have their place, but if you want to give your digestive system the best possible advantage, there’s nothing like fiber, water, and exercise.

22. Physical competence—just knowing you can count on your body to do stuff effectively and without trouble—is pretty damn nice.

23. It makes your heart happy and efficient to the point that your resting heart rate may get lower.

24. Four words: Exercise-induced mitochondrial biogenesis— exercising can increase the number of mitochondria in your muscle cells, which is just completely geeky cool.

25. Stamina: “Another ten rounds? Sure,” you say. “Bring it … if you can.”

26. You’re much less likely to fall and much more likely to be able to get right back up and brush yourself off if you do.

27. It’s kind of nice not to think twice about getting down on the floor to look for that thing that just rolled under the entertainment center or about how you’ll get up again.

28. It’s eco-friendly. No matter how much you sweat or howhard you breathe, you will not produce toxic waste or greenhouse gases.

29. It gives you a bulletproof excuse. “Sorry, Aunt Linda, of course I’d love to hear all about your colonoscopy, but I have to go or I’ll be late to Pilates.”

30. Juicy ideas and spicy epiphanies seem to be attracted to sweat and gym socks. Moving your body is a fantastic way to jump-start your brain.

Some men carry you to bed with your boots on.
Some men say your name like a verbal tic.
Some men slap on an emotional surcharge for every erotic encounter.
Some men are slightly mentally ill, and thinking of joining a gym.
Some men have moved on and can’t be seduced, even in the dream bars you meet them in.
Some men who were younger are now the age you were then.
Some men aren’t content with mere breakage, they’ve got to burn you to the ground.
Some men you’ve reduced to ashes are finally dusting themselves off.
Some men are made of fiberglass.
Some men have deep holes drilled in by war, you can’t fill them.
Some men are delicate and torn.
Some men will steal your bracelet if you let them spend the night.
Some men will want to fuck your poems, and instead they find you.
Some men will say, “I’d like to see how you look when you come,” and then hail a cab.
Some men are a list of ingredients with no recipe.
Some men never see you.
Some men will blindfold you during sex, then secretly put on heels.
Some men will try on your black fishnet stockings in a hotel in Rome, or Saran Wrap you
to a bedpost in New Orleans.
Some of these men will be worth trying to keep.
Some men will write smugly condescending reviews of you work, making you remember
these lines by Frank O’hara:
I cannot possibly think of you/other than you: the assassin/of my orchards.
Some men, let’s face it, really are too small.
Some men are too large, but it’s not usually a deal breaker.
Some men don’t have one at all.
Some men will slap you in a way you’ll like.
Some men will want to crawl inside you to die.
Some men never clean up the matter.
Some men hand you their hearts like leaflets
and some men’s hearts seem to circle forever: you catch sight of them on clear nights,
bright dots among the stars, and wait for their orbits to decay, for them to fall to earth.
—  “The Matter,” Kim Addonizio

Day 1 I was 205 lbs. set back after setback I went into a downward spiral and made food and beer my crutch for when things got bad. I completely changed when I got home. I made a change in my life for the better and worked my ass off. 7 months later I’m down 51 lbs. I haven’t weighed this much since I left for college. Things will get better and so will I.

Perfect // Jack Maynard

Word Count- 859

Summary- based off ‘perfect’ by ed sheeran

A/N- 1) this song is one of my faves atm 2) I couldn’t not write about it 3) dedicated to liv, thanks for crying with me last night about this song and jack. also sorry it’s short, but i didnt want to overdue it

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Jack never planned on falling in love so young. He never planned on bringing a girlfriend let alone, the same girlfriend for two Christmases in a row. He never planned on finding his soul mate so young. He never planned on moving in with her after 2 long years. He never planned on buying a ring. He never planned on being the first buttercream to get married. He never planned on getting married at 21. He assumed he’d grow up and go on crazy adventures and sleep with countless girls throughout his twenties. He assumed it’s what he was supposed to do.

But then he met you.

You had just turned 17 and when he first saw you, he knew right then and there. He was going to fall for you, hard.

It was rough in the beginning. You guys were still kids, you still made mistakes or forgot that relationships took more than just saying ‘I love you’. You had to show it.

But after the first year or so, you both knew; you knew that what you two had was forever.

And Jack couldn’t be happier. He had found his soul mate, his person. He never thought he’d actually find the person who was waiting to spend the rest of their life with him. He wasn’t fully sure that person existed.

But you showed him that you did. And now, five years later, you were still the only one who had a spot in his heart.

So, in this exact moment, as you swayed around your living room, you two were both thinking the same thing.

I love you.

Jack let go of one of your hands, flinging you out and then twirling you around and around.

You giggled as you spun in circles, causing Jack’s smile to grow.

When he pulled you back in, you buried your face into his chest.

“Perfect,” Jack whispered as he stared at you.

“What?” you chuckled, looking up at him.

“You look perfect tonight.”

“I’m a mess right now, and this belly’s not helping.” You said, staring at your protruding belly that currently housed your unborn baby girl.

“Hey,” he stopped dancing, putting his hand underneath your chin.

“You look absolutely perfect right now. You are growing a child, our child. And I couldn’t be happier right now, because I’m with you.”

“I love you Jack,” you leant up to kiss him.

“I love you too, Y/n. So bloody much,” he kissed you back. “Now, where were we?”

“I believe you were about to spin me,” you giggled, extending your hand.

“Why of course!” he took your hand and spun you around, smiling as you laughed.

He was truly so happy when he was with you. You were always there to help it. If he was sad, you knew just what to say, or do. If he was happy, you were there to celebrate. If he was angry, you were there to help him cool off. If he was confused, you were the light to guide him. You were the answer to all of his questions. No matter what, you would always be there.

“Wait,” you stopped. “This is our song.”

You smiled as I Can’t Help Falling in Love with You by Elvis Presley emitted through the speakers. This had been your song since forever. It was song that was playing when walked through the doors of the doors of your secondary school gym. You had just moved to town and your parents insisted you go and make friends. Jack was sitting at one of the tables joking with his friends. But when he saw the doors open and you walk in, he knew he had to meet you.

“I know,” he smiled. “Want me to dip you?”

“No, you wouldn’t be able to,” you said, mtion towards your belly.

“If my wife wants me to dip her, then I will. Plus Baby Maynard won’t mind,” he squatted. “What do you think sweetheart? Do you care if daddy dips mommy?” He stood back up, smiling.

“See? No protests.”

You smiled, “Just don’t drop me.”

As the lyrics poured into the room, Jack grabbed you by the waist. You put your arms around his arms, and he slowly dipped you. Faces inches apart, he sang to you. He only ever sang to you, no one else. Because no one else deserved to see that part of him.

“I love you Y/n,” he said has he brought his lips to yours. “And I couldn’t see a future with anyone else but you, you are absolutely perfect. I don’t deserve you because you are perfect. And I make it my duty to show you just how perfect you are to me. I have a lifetime to prove why I’m the one for you.”

“Jack, you don’t need to prove anything. I know you’re the only one for me. And I can’t tell you how much you mean to me.”

He pulled you back up, “You don’t need to tell me, because you show me every day love.”

“You are amazing, Jack.”

“And you, are perfect Y/n.” he said, spinning you once again.