gymnastics practice

Meet Erin: She trains hard in all kinds of gymnastic sports but most of all she loves yoga.

Very kind and chill, always likes to listen and help others but she could probably take anyone down in a second.

Tries not to go reading other’s people coffee and tea when she goes for her favourite pastries to the cafe but not always succeed.

I get the feeling I’m in deep
Troubled waters but they’re only thigh-high

Kaito has very under-appreciated thighs imo

Warframe but like in high school

Atlas: Senior. Workout buddies with Rhino. Has a rock collection. Surprisingly good at cooking.

Ash: Senior. Bros with Excalibur. Closet weeb. Thinks Banshee is attractive.

Banshee: Junior. Loves listening to dubstep. Headphones never come off…NEVER. Very quiet and shy.

Chroma: Senior. Has a large pet lizard that he feeds live chickens named “Draco”. Plays Dragonborn in Dungeons & Dragons. Has multiple dragon posters.

Excalibur: Senior. Plays Quarterback on the football team. Has high grades. Also closet weeb. Has a crush on Mag.

Ember: Junior. Has a thing for Valkyr. Throws lit firecrackers at people. Smokes weed.

Equinox: Freshmen. Creepy twins. Finish each other’s sentences. One wears black, the other wears white. ALWAYS together.

Frost: Junior. Has a thing for Ember. Is always wearing a hoodie because he’s cold…all the time.

Hydroid: Sophomore. Likes pirates of the Caribbean. Wears a pirate hat everywhere. Perverted. Tells terrible pirate related puns.

Inaros: Sophomore. Has a beetle collection. Timid. When threatened throws pocket sand. Nekros’ younger brother.

Ivara: Freshman. Loves Archery. Reads comics. Green Arrow and Hawkeye are favorite heroes. Pro Hanzo in Overwatch. Always falls asleep in class.

Limbo: Junior. Wears a Tux everywhere. Thinks he’s good with the ladies. Not very good with the ladies. Terrible at Math.

Loki: Sophomore. Ash’s younger brother. Plays pranks with Mirage. Has a criminal record for Vandalism and Public indecency. Also smokes weed.

Lotus: Principal. Knows everything about the students. Chooses to do nothing about it. Inexplicably always drinking coffee. Plays phone games during work hours.

Mag: Freshman. Trusted by Lotus to keep everyone in check. Never acts out. Straight A’s. Makes Nyx jealous because her boobs are bigger. Loves Astrology and Physics. Has science blog. Smallest in school

Mirage: Senior. Teases Loki with “Perverted acts”. Loves playing pranks. Blew up Principal’s bathroom and didn’t get caught. Rarely shows up for class. Likes to dress Mag up in outfits.

Mesa: Junior. Plays Overwatch with Ivara, mains McCree. Loves to tell you what time it is (you know damn well what I mean) Has a bunch of old Cowboy movies. Remembers every scene of Walker Texas Ranger.

Nyx: Senior. Small boobs, big brain. Everyone listens to her, Sorta the disciplinarian.

Nekros: Senior. Always wears all black. Never smiles. Childhood friendswith Saryn. Unaware that almost every girl and Limbo (excluding Nyx, Saryn, Ember, and Mirage) is afraid of him.

Nezha: Sophomore. Only Transgender in school, loves to tell everyone about it. Burned down the gym one time and didn’t get caught. Wrote his name in fire in the school courtyard.

Nidus: Junior. Owns every zombie movie ever. Likes to wear zombie makeup to school. Jumpscares Mag all of the time.

Nova: Freshman. Best at astrophysics…beats Mag actually. Has a weird thing for blowing shit up. Respected by Ember. Tutors Rhino and Valkyr.

Oberon: Junior. President of Nature club. Loves butterflies. Extremely dense but has an A in biology.

Octavia: Junior. Banshee and her are the female equivalent of bros for life. Made Banshee’s Spotify playlist. Makes her own mixtapes. Plays said mixtapes on morning announcements. Lotus would do something about it if she didn’t really like the music.

Rhino: Senior. Jacked! Pretty dumb. Great football player.

Saryn: Senior. Owns a Katana for God knows why. Pretty chill. Student Council president. Smokes weed and drinks. Developed feelings for Nekros. Created the dogmatic teaching of “Biggest boobs makes the rules”. Also not very liked by Nyx.

Stalker: Sophomore. Emo. Probably planning school shooting. Hates everyone but Nekros. Has a really creepy crush on Mirage.

Titania: Freshman. VP of nature club Huge crush on Oberon but will never say it. Even dressed up as a butterfly to get him to notice her only to be outshined by his butterfly costume.

Teshin: Gym teacher. Doesn’t give a fuck.

Trinity: Junior. Goody two shoes. Helps out the school nurse. Wants to be a doctor. Asked Volt to play Doctor. Volt thought she wanted to like practice medicine which they did…sorta.

Vauban: Senior. Engineer. In robotics. A’s in physics. Heard of sports at most. Always in charge of fixing everyone’s….everything. Lotus even bribed him to fix the computersin the lab rather than paying for an actual professional. Worked out in the end.

Volt: Junior. On track team. Listens to Sonic the hedgehog soundtrack while jogging. Crush on Saryn. Avoids Trinity actively.

Valkyr: Sophomore. Good at gym but not much else. Anger issues. Pummeled Hydroid to a pulp for looking at her butt too long. Rhino’s younger cousin.

Zephyr: Junior. Owns a pet hawk that creeps out everyone considering it follows her every command. Does parkour and hanglides.

Wukong: Freshman. Practices gymnastics. Practices martial arts with the Bo staff just to say he can. Showed up to practice drunk one time. Has a pet monkey named Pyjak that he puts sunglasses on and takes selfies with.

Clem & Darvo: College kids that hang out near the school. The suppliers of all of the contraband that goes around the school.

Amaryn (New Loka Lady): Vice Principal. Lotus’ advisory and all-around babysitter.

Cressa Tal (Steel Meridian Lady): English Teacher. Claims she hates men yet has a new boyfriend every few weeks. Every class is like a sad romance novel.

Arbiters of Hexis: Mean teachers I forgot to cover.

Ergo Glast (Perrin Sequence guy): Math Teacher. So boring he sometimes puts himself to sleep while he’s at the board teaching.

Red Veil dude: History Teacher. During class he makes random Conspiracy theories. Everyone thinks he’s crazy.

(Waiting for the Priestframe to get here)
The GQ Aftermath (Tom Holland smut)

post GQ photo release, you can’t keep your hands off him but if he’s not willing to be good, then he’s got to work for it. 

this is smut. it’s also my first smut so please be gentle with me lol. hope you enjoy

pairing: tom x (fem) reader

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we don’t choose our family (BATFAMILY/JASON TODD X READER) PART 2

You guys I honestly can’t thank you guys enough for the amazing feedback for “we don’t choose our family” I mean you guys are honestly the best people i have ever met and I love your guys comments. 

PS: guys I wrote this listening to you (don’t own me by grace feat. G-eazy) and I recommend you do to because holy shit it was awesome

AS PROMISED PART 2 OF “WE DON’T CHOOSE OUR FAMILY" ————————————————————————————————

You could feel your heart thumping against your chest and your palms sweating on the handles of your motorcycle as you rapidly approached the Jokers hide out.

Your fathers hide out.

You looked to the left of you and saw Jason looking straight ahead, arguing with one of his brothers, you could hear him all the way from the other side of the abandoned road.

You smiled softly knowing this would probably be one of the last times you would be this happy, for a very very, long time.

All of the pranks you pulled with Damian were going to be gone.No more practicing gymnastics with Dick until ungodly hours of the morning. You wouldn’t be able to talk about the latest gadgets that were coming into the tech community with Tim. The worst of all would be no more phone calls with Jason that eventually turned into a 9 hour call with both of you falling asleep and staying on to say good morning to each other. 

It took everything in you to not turn the bike around now and just vanish from Gotham. You had to meet him though, innocent peoples lives were on the line and you swore to protect them no matter what. Also you couldn’t leave the family heart broken like that.

In the superhero world if a “hero” vanishes  out of nowhere it means one of two things, they either got caught up into some bad shit and had to flee, or they were probably dead. You could never do that to Bruce, the man who helped you through so much shit and accepted you into his family.

You shook your head and let out a deep breath trying to clear your head as you saw the outline of the jokers warehouse or what he called it the “fun-house” fall into view.

“You ready over there (y/superhero/n).” Jason said through the com frequency that only you and him shared.

“Yeah, yeah i’m good.” You said in the most convincing manner you could muster. 

“Nothing we haven’t done 100 times before,right?” Jason said with a chuckle but you could still hear the sadness and anger behind his tone. He still hated the fact the Joker was running free and causing chaos all over Gotham.

“Hah yeah.” You said in a encouraging voice to him but you really thought ‘I have a feeling it’s gonna be different this time.’

You slowly killed the engine on you bike, as did Jason, when you were close enough to the abandoned warehouse that you guys wouldn’t alert the joker that you were closing in on him. You slowly blended into the darkness the night sky so graciously supplied for you and Jason.

“Robin to red hood and (y/superhero/n), the Joker has no men posted outside so be very cautious for traps and anything lurking in the shadows.” Damian’s rough voice came through the main com making you crack a smile by how professional the 13 year old boy sounded.

“Wait but aren’t we the ones who are lurking in the shadows.” Jason fired back at the teenager and you could practically feel the smirk that was hidden under Jason’s helmet.

“I’m actually going to murder you after all of this, you intellectually inferior sub par pass for a human.” You heard Damian growl out through the coms before Jason turned it off putting his finger up to his head in a crazy gesture.

You let out a small laugh and examined the area. You were standing in the middle of the Gotham city docks with countless storage units around you, in front of the doors of a huge industrial sized warehouse that hasn’t been in use for 12 years. Well technically it was still used, but not that the public knew that. 

You looked up and saw Tim and Dick on the very top of the roof probably looking into the skylights to see what we were going against, while you spotted Bruce and Damian on the opposite side on one of the ledges. Apparently you were right about what Tim and Dick were doing.

“There’s about 50 men walking around with AK-47s and the Joker is standing in front doing, yes you guessed it, laughing.” Tim sighed as he climbed off the roof and meet with you, Jason, Damian, Dick and Bruce. 

“Robin, Nightwing, Red Robin, you’re with me on the roof, the element of surprise is in our court right now and we’re going to use it to our advantage.” Bruce said in his signature rough gravely voice. Tim, Dick and Damian nodded as they grappled onto the roof to get into positions.

“Red hood you’re better at making a grand entrance so when I give you the signal come in with (y/superhero/name), and show them what you got.” Bruce said as he gave Jason a stern glare.

It was still very prickly whenever a mission concerned the joker and Jason. The one thing Bruce still didn’t trust him with, Jason’s finger “accidentally” slipping and hitting the Joker during a mission. Before Jason could get a word in to defend himself Bruce had already pulled out his grappling gun and shot up onto the roof.

“And they say I have communication issues.” Jason said as he stared where Bruce had been standing and slowly sat down on a nearby stack of wooden planks.

“Jason, I know it hurts when he does stuff like that but you have to understand that he loves you and just doesn’t want you to do something you might regret.” You said softly as you sat down next to him, laying your hand on his shoulder and watched as he slowly relaxed his tense shoulders.

“How do you do that?” Jason asked as he reached up and took off his helmet.

His hair was still styled perfectly with a grey streak running straight through the middle. His piercing blue eyes stayed trained on you softly, as the moon light his his face making him glow like some sort of fallen angel.

“Do what?” You questioned looking up to see Jason looking at you with a lazy smile on his face. You held in a breath as he reached down and brushed a loose piece of hair behind your ear.

“No matter how mad or upset I am, you always manage to say the right thing to make me smile.” He said as his hand fell down to you cheek and caressed your face softly, making a shiver go down your spine.

“Maybe it’s my superpower.” You whispered to him softly as you smiled and leaned in closer.

You wanted to remember happy moments like this. The smiles and laughs you shared with Jason before your world is turned upside down.The first joke you shared, the last joke you shared. The first time you sparred and the last time you sparred. The first prank you played and the last prank you played. The first time you stepped into the manor and the last time you stepped into the manor.

“NOW!” You heard Bruce shout in both of your ears making you wince and jump apart.

You watched as Jason put on his helmet with a load groan and you swore you heard him mumble ‘are you freaking serious Bruce?’

“I’m sorry Jason, I truly am.” You said and ran towards the building and kicked open the door.

Before Jason could even respond you ducked a handful of bullets that has been fired your way and you landed in a crouched position on the inside of the warehouse behind a shipping container.

You looked up and saw the monster of a man, who sadly had to be your father, standing on a railing yelling at one of his lieutenants. You shivered realizing this would be the first time you would ever see him, well with him knowing you were his daughter. Apparently those 5 years of solitary confinement at Arkham helped him to figure it out.

You watched as Jason ran in guns a blazing, quite literally. He was taking out everyone in sight,jumping from one spot to another in a perfect rhythm with his brothers. You looked to see Bruce working his way up to the Joker when you noticed something.

“Guys, GUYS!” You yelled into the com trying to pull everyone out of their battle modes and focus on the real world. “The men aren’t fighting back anymore, they’re not moving from there position there just letting themselves get hit.”

“She’s not wrong guys.” Tim said as he just stood in front of one of the henchmen and they just stared at him with a emotionless look.

“What’s going on here Joker?” Bruce said honestly just as confused as the rest of us

“Are you telling me the greatest detective in the world hasn’t figured it out yet? I mean it’s just so obvious it’s almost hilarious, wait thats because it is hilarious.” The Joker said letting out a maniacal laugh at the end.

You gasped as you stood up, when a hand came around your neck and pulled you flush against a mans chest. You rolled your eyes and quickly jabbed him in the ribs. He bent over and quickly let go, you spun around round house kicked him in the face watching as he fell down and 6 more men came to replace him.

You looked around and saw you were only being pursued. They were even running around the boys to get to you. You gasped as one of them managed to hit you right in the gut. The guys finally realized you were being targeted and quickly rushed to help you take them down.

“What are you talking about,why are your men only fighting her?” Bruce asked from where he was standing face to face with the Joker on the balcony.

“Well I guess I’ll tell you but only this once.” The Joker said with a smile plastered on his face, as always.

“You brought me my daughter.” He said looking straight at you. You dropped the last henchman to the floor and felt every single set of eyes in the room trained on you.

“Isn’t that right, (y/n)?” He said and looked dead at you with the craziest look you have ever seen. Ever.

“(Y/n) please tell me that’s not true please.” Jason said off to your left in the most heart broken tone you’ve ever heard.

“Where are the hostages?” You questioned completely ignoring everyone else. This was still a mission to you even if you had to do it alone

“ That’s the first thing you have to say to your dear old dad I though it would be a little more heart warming.” He said with a mocking frown.

“That implies that you actually have a heart, now where are the hostages.” You said as you pulled out your eskrima sticks from there thigh holsters.

“Oh now i’m hurt.” He said with the same frown and clutched his heart as he leaned over the side of the railing.

“Is he being serious, answer me NOW!“Bruce said at first but then slowly turned it into a yell at you.

“COME ON BABY GIRL TELL THEM, TELL THEM WHO YOU REALLY ARE.” The joker quickly yelled after him making you clench your teeth.

“Yes.” You said quietly to your self, noticing Jason had taken off his helmet which was hanging off one of his hands before it fell to the ground.

“I can’t heaaaarrr youuuu.” He said again in a sing song voice cupping his hand up in his ear.

“YES!” You yelled up at him and tightened your hands around your weapons, not daring to turn around to meet the faces of the batboys.

“There you have it folks my one and only superhero daughter.” He said and did a twirl before coming back to the railing

“I don’t have time for this, Where. Are. The. Hostages?” You said through your teeth as you walked over the bodies of the fallen henchmen to stand directly in front of you father.You were still on the ground while he smirked triumphantly on the railing.

“oh well if you really wanna know, they’re up there.” He said pointing up to the roof.

You looked up to the sky light and saw a large crane holding a shipping container over the Gotham bay.

“You sick bastard.” You said as you kept your eyes trained on the container.

“Wouldn’t that make you the bastards daughter?” He said teasing you with a wide smile.

“I WILL NEVER BE YOUR DAUGHTER. EVER.” You stated giving him a fierce glare.

“TO BAD DARLING YOU EITHER COME WITH ME OR I DROP THE CRATE AND I KNOW YOUR SUPERHERO MIND WILL GO ABSOLUTELY MAD IF THAT HAPPENS!” He yelled jumping over the railing and landing directly in front of you.

“what?” You asked in confusion. You wouldn’t go with him, not in a million years but you couldn’t let these innocent people die.

“And here I thought you were the smart one. Come with me, be my daughter and partner in crime or else they die.” He said reaching his hand out to you giggling like a mad man. Which he was.

You turned around to see dick looking at you with concern written all over his face. Damian had a hard glare set on you but his swords had fallen on the ground. Tim looked up to batman, who just had his emotionless stare settled on you. Finally Jason looked at you and was shaking his head slowly mouthing the word ‘no’.

“I’m so sorry.” You said to them all as you softly laid your hand in your fathers.

A loud boom sounded out from the roof as two ladders fell in from the skylight one for you and one for the Joker. You looked up to see a gigantic helicopter hovering over the ware house

“COME ON LITTLE ONE, DADDY HAS A LOT OF CATCHING UP TO DO!” The Joker yelled at you while he grabbed on to one of the ladders.

“IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY” You heard Jason yell at you but Dick and Tim were holding him back while Damian was on his back.

“LET ME GO, I HAVE TO TELL HER, I HAVE TO.” Jason said struggling against his brothers. He probably just wanted to tell you he would hunt you down for your deceitful ways

You looked up at Bruce who gave you a silent nod. You sighed dropping your eskrima sticks and tightly held into the ladder opposite of the jokers.

“See little one, father knows best.” The Joker said as the helicopter raised you both out of the building into the starry night sky.

The Joker babbled on about a bunch of nonsense while the only thing you could think about was the heartbroken family you had just left behind. As the joker started to cling the ladder you made a silent promise.

Know matter how long it took or how many times you had to fight, you would find your way back to them and earn your redemption.

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Part 3 coming out soon

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(also here on ao3, on the idea that Trini has a crush on Kim throughout the movie)

It was almost impossible not to notice Kimberly Ann Hart. Trini took notice on her first day at the school, staring from her seat at the back where of course – no one noticed her. She only learned of her name through the attendance call though based on the whispers in the hall later she would have learned it soon enough anyway.

She wasn’t sure what it was at first, taking note of Kim’s hair which was up in a ponytail that day since she had gymnastics practice later (though Trini wouldn’t learn of that fact until later), seeing how there were tiny whisps that dared to escape from the hair elastic and drew attention to Kim’s neck.

Trini was certain she was staring too hard, her face felt too hot but when she glanced around still no one was looking at the new girl. It was business, and her life, as usual. With a sigh she doodled in her notebook, refusing to look up at Kim again.

Except that she kept doing it much to her own annoyance. Biology class came around and Trini found herself always looking in Kim’s direction. One day Kim turned around and Trini stiffened, panicking slightly that she’d been caught but Kim was just turning to talk to the student behind her. Even this far away Trini could catch the light on her lip gloss.

She almost wished she’d been caught staring. Acknowledged somehow. But the day passed on and at dinner when her mother pressed her on what she did that day Trini just shrugged.

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Yondu X Reader (Injury)

Yondu X Reader . I think the writing may be gender neutral, but it may lean more towards where the reader is female. Sorry, I try to make them as gender neutral as possible, but it’s easier for me to make the reader female since I am female. I love many writers’ Yondu X Readers and I decided I’d make one myself to kind of return the favor. I’m a terrible writer, so I apologize in advance. Anyways, LETS GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!

AU: Where reader is a former gymnast/dancer and tries to practice whenever possible.


You have been a Ravager for quite a while now, and you and Yondu have been in a relationship for at least 2 years now. He loved you very much and cared for you, as you did for him too. You were in your room that you and Yondu shared, stretching to stay well practiced with your flexibility for dance/gymnastics. It was something you did back in Terra and you missed it very much, so you didn’t get the opportunity to practice very often due to doing Ravager business, but when you got the chance, you took advantage of it and danced your heart out to old routines you learned back when you were still on Terra. Well, today was one of those days were you had quite some time to yourself to stretch out your legs and get your splits. You extended your right leg in front of you and slid down low until you couldn’t anymore. “Well, I have been stretching for at least 10 minutes now, I think I can go a little farther.” You said to yourself out loud as you pushed your body to go down lower until… POP! You felt it, and there was no denying you messed up your leg, “FUCK!” You screamed out loud as you curled your leg into your body and you felt like the whole back of you leg was being cut open. You sat there, wincing tensely as you waited for the pain to dull down. After about 5 minutes, you extended your leg to see how it felt. It hurt a whole lot, so you traced the back of your knee towards your thigh area to see if your injury could be what you thought it was and… Sure enough. You tore a tendon. You cursed out loud, “Ah, fuck!” How were you supposed to explain this to Yondu? The next trip to steal some loot surely wouldn’t be too far away, and then what? You would get ready to leave the ship and suddenly chicken out to tell Yondu you hurt yourself from doing the splits? Can you imagine how dumb that would sound? No, you decided you would just be careful and let it heal on its own and hopefully Yondu wouldn’t notice.

Well, speak of the devil. As you were standing up, you heard the door to the Captain’s quarters open and your handsome blue boyfriend walked over to you and placed a kiss on your forehead, “Afternoon, doll. How are ya doin’?” He asked as he moved a strand of hair away from your face. You smiled sheepishly, “I’m fine, babe. How are you? I haven’t seen you all morning.” Yondu chuckled lightly as he walked over to his desk to grab a drink hidden in the cabinet inside, “Busy teachin’ the crew how ta properly catch loot from unsuspectin’ pedestrians. Nothin’ too special.” You nodded, “Sorry I wasn’t there. I was… Busy.” You tried to hide the pain in your voice as the stinging in your leg grew stronger. “Busy? Busy how?” Yondu flashed a toothy grin at you, “Just practicing my gymnastics stuff, you know.” You straightened your posture, “Well, I think I’m going to go take a shower now. It’s getting kind of late.”
You said as you started to walk towards the shower in your room, trying your very best to hide the limp in your walk, but it didn’t take long for Yondu to take note of it, “(Y/N)?” He said with all seriousness in his tone. ‘Shit…’ You thought to yourself. You turned around, trying to look as innocent as possible, “Yes, Yondu?” You asked, “What happened?” He looked at you straight in the eye, making you a little nervous, “I don’t-” You were about to protest when he interjected, “Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean. You know good and well what I am talking about. Did someone hurt you.” You sighed and surrendered, “No no…. I hurt myself… On accident.” You said looking away from him, feeling a bit ashamed. Yondu’ face turned from integrity to concern quickly as he walked over to you and picked you up, placing you on the bed so that you were sitting down, “How did you manage to hurt yourself 'on accident’?” He asked, cocking his eyebrow at you as he knelt down and placed his hands on your leg gently. “I was stretching and I pushed myself too far. I tore a tendon in my leg. I’m sorry, Yondu.” You apologized. When Yondu pressed into your leg a little, you winced and tried to pull your leg back, but Yondu had a firm grip and kept it in place, “Shit, girl. Ya really did fuck up yer leg. Wait right here, I’ll be back.” He said as he got up and headed out of his quarters.

When he returned, you saw him carrying what looked like some sort of gun, three rod-like objects, and some sort of casting wrap. Yondu knelt back to down to your leg and lifted it so you could extend it out, “What’s that?” You asked him while pointing at the gun. He placed it in his hands to where you could see it, “It’s a healin’ device Kraglin found in Knowhere. It acts like a filler to yer insides, like if ya broke a bone or if ya have internal bleedin’.” He explained as he then placed the gun along the back of your leg and ran it up and down your leg. You didn’t know what it was doing, but you could feel the pain already starting to fade. He then took the rods and placed them on your extended leg and wrapped them up so they’d stay in place, “Ya need to keep yer leg immobilized so yer leg can heal right.” He finished, and stood up, placing his hands under yours to help you get up.
When you stood up, you felt weird with the casting on your leg, “I feel like I have a peg leg.” You said as you wobbled your leg for dramatic effect. Yondu chuckled and wrapped his arm around your waist, “Ya may walk kinda funny for a while, but you’ll get used ta it. B'sides, it’s not like you’ll have it on long anyways, since that gun should heal ya up quicker.” You pouted a little, thinking about how embarrassing it’ll be when the whole crew will see you like this, “I guess that’s fine…” Yondu then gave you a smirk and knelt down to face your leg once again and placed a tender kiss on it, “There. Kisses make everythin’ better.” He grinned as he stood back up to face you. You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck, “God, I love you so much. What did I do to deserve you?” You asked as you placed a kiss on his jaw, then pecked him on the lips. Yondu smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist, “I think I should be askin’ the same thing. You’re the best treasure I have found.” He place one of his hands on the side of your face and stroked your cheek with his thumb, “But (Y/N)?” You looked at him, “Hm?” “Next time you want ta do yer stretchin’ stuff… Make sure I’m around. I think I’d like to see what your body can do that you haven’t showed me.” You giggled and nuzzled your face into his neck. God he was the best man you could ever ask for.
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(I hope this was good! Honestly, I’m not too good at writing fan fiction and to be quite honest with you, I’m not a big fan of writing in general. But I decided to write a fic anyways because I love my Blue Space Daddy and I know I’m not the only one, plus I decided, why not? Sorry if my grammar is terrible, I hate grammar so much and, like I said, I hate writing sooo yeah, it’s probably not the best.)

anonymous asked:

Omg can you do something with Jeremy where the reader is new to rt and she and Jeremy used to know each other through like gymnastics or something?

A/n Hope you enjoy xx

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Rooster Teeth had decided that with the success of Day 5 and Eleven Little Roosters, they needed another person to help organise their live action department. And here I was walking into stage 5, for my first day on the job.

“Hey Y/N, here’s your desk and a pile of work for you to start.” Blaine said.

“Oh, um thanks.” I respond.

“I’m heading out to set, so catch you later.” And with that Blaine was gone, and my job at rooster teeth began.

A few hours later, my stomach deemed it to be lunch time. I attempted to make my way to the break room and failed miserably.

“You okay?” A guy with brown shaggy hair walked up to me.

“Hi, sorry, I started today and I was just trying to find the break room.” I reply.

“Welcome to Rooster Teeth, where people apparently don’t show the fresh meat around. I’m Jon.” He says.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.”

“You’re a long way from the break room, but if you like I can give you a quick tour?” Jon asks.

“Sounds great.” I smile.

After making our way through stage 5, Jon showed me around the Bungalow and then we made our way towards large amounts of yelling and an assortment of bird noises.

“Do I want to know what is in there?” I ask.

“The yelling describes Achievement Hunter better than I ever could.” Jon replies. We make our way into a bright greenly painted room and almost trip over a British guy lying on the floor yelling “MICOO”

“So that’s Achievement Hunter…” Jon sighs, and turns to leave.

“Y/N? Is that you?”

I swing round to see a familiar muscled short man, Jeremy Dooley.

“Holy crap, Jeremy? It’s been so long.” I respond. He pulls me into a hug, so many memories of gymnastic practice, competitions and late night gaming session come back.

“We have a lot of catching up to do.” Just as Jeremy says this a blow dart lodges itself in the wall next to his head. “But not in here, want to get lunch?”

“Sure, why do you guys have a blow dart gun?” I ask.

“We also have, what feels like, hundreds of knives, swords, a couple of grappling hooks, and a chainsaw.” Jeremy says, pulling you from the room.

“Why do gamers need a chainsaw?” I inquire.

“A fan sent it in.” He replies.

“How do you get a chainsaw through the mail?!?”

“Come on, I’ll tell you over lunch.” Jeremy grins.

Handstand Kisses- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Words: 1100

Prompt: At the gym, Tom practices his gymnastics & attempts to do a handstand kiss with you.

A/N: For this, the gym is empty and it has gymnastic equipment (ie: mats, trampolines, beams, blocks, etc.). I did gymnastics when I was younger and I don’t remember any of the names of the flips, twist, and other things; so, if you’re a gymnast and reading this, I apologize for my lack of gymnastic terminology knowledge.

~~~

“How are you so good at all these flips?” You asked, sitting on top of a block. You watched as Tom did another double tuck flip, or whatever it was called. You didn’t pay much attention to the names of the flips and twists. He got up from the large mat and made his way over to you. He put his arms on either side of you and you pushed the loose, sweaty hairs out of his face. You had been dating Tom for almost two years now and always accompanied him to the gym, where he loved to practice doing gymnastics, although you were terrible at the hobby.

“I’ve been doing it a while.” He replied, leaning in to give you a quick kiss. “Do you want to try something with me?”

“I’m not going to do a twist flip thingy.” You stated, making him laugh. He took your hand and you hopped off the block. He lead you over to the empty area on the floor. When he stopped walking, you questioned him, “What are you doing?”

“Lay down. I wanna try a handstand kiss.” Tom explained.

“Don’t fall on me or I’ll kill you.” You said, laying down on the ground as told.

“You would miss me while I’m gone.” He replied with a smile. He walked to the end of your feet.

“Do you trust me?” Tom asked you.

“Yes.” You answered quickly.

“Don’t worry. I won’t fall on you.” He said, with a cheeky smile, “I’ll only fall for you.”

“You’re a dork, Tom.” You laughed at his cheesiness. He kicked his legs up so he stood on his hands by your hips. He walked on the palms of his hands up to your face. He grinned and leaned down to kiss you on the lips. You smiled into the kiss, attempting not to burst into complete laughter. He pulled away and fell back, a foot on either side of you.

“I told you I wouldn’t fall on you.” Tom smirked, standing up and helping you up.

“Can you teach me how to do a flip or something cool?” You asked.

“I can, but I won’t. I don’t want you getting hurt.” Tom said, holding your hand in his.

“I have you-I won’t get that hurt.” You reassured him, “Please? Just something basic. Not that full twist stuff, but something like a front flip.”

“How about we go on the trampoline for right now? You’ll be safer on there then doing a front flip.” He brought you over to the large trampoline and helped you on it. “You’re a klutz, baby. I’m only worried about you.”

“Thanks. Thinking about it now, I would probably break my ankle before the flip even began.” You laughed, thinking about the countless broken bones, fractures, sprains, and other injuries you have received over the course of your life. Tom began to jump on the trampoline and you bounced up and down with him.

“See? This is much safer.” He said.

“A little less exciting, but nothing sprained yet.” You replied.

“Watch out, I want to try something real quick.” Tom informed you. You hopped out of the way and he prepared to do some sort of flip. You rolled your eyes at your gymnast of a boyfriend. He began to do a twist flip; again, you had no idea what the actual name for the flip was. He didn’t stick the landing and instead fell over onto his knees, sticking his hands out to break his fall against the trampoline.

“Tom, are you okay?” You asked, going to him after he didn’t get up. You kneeled beside him. He was groaning while clutching his wrist in his other hand.

“I think I sprained it.” He said.

“Can you move it at all?” You questioned.

“No. It hurts.” Tom hissed, sitting up to look at you.

“We need to get you to the hospital and get it checked out.” You stated, helping him off the trampoline.

“And we thought you were the one who was going to get hurt.” He laughed lightly as you exited the empty gym.

“I’m sorry you injured yourself, babe, but all that teasing about my injuries just led up to this moment. It’s karma.” You smirked, getting into your car. Tom slowly got in on the passenger’s side, still clutching his hurt wrist close to his chest. You started the car and headed for the hospital.

“We start filming in a couple weeks too. The director’s going to hate me for injuring myself.” Tom groaned. “Spiderman can be a handicap hero, right?”

“Tom, if it’s really just a sprain, it will probably only take a week. You’ll just need to ice it and rest, maybe take some medication. Take it from me, I’ve had three sprained wrists before.” You laughed at your worried boyfriend.

“I just hope it’s not broken.” He replied. He pulled out his phone to inform his mother of the mishap. The trip to the hospital was mostly filled with you trying to lighten the mood as Tom moaned on and on about how Spiderman can’t have a bum wrist. The doctor gave him a sling and told him to take the next week off to rest it, giving him a long list of things not to do. Of course, that list was mostly filled with things that Tom loved to do, such as basketball and gymnastics.

“I still can’t believe that I came out of that whole thing completely unscathed.” You laughed as you entered Tom’s room with him following you. He laid down on his bed and you set his arm up on a pillow to keep his wrist elevated. You went on the other side of him and cuddled into his chest.

“I guess we can’t try to do anymore handstand kisses.” Tom said, wrapping his good arm around your waist to pull you closer. You looked up at your boyfriend and grinned.

“I could try to do a handstand.” You joked and he let out a laugh.

“Yeah, then we’ll both be injured.” He replied.

“Fine, I guess we can just do normal kisses.” You leaned up to give him a kiss. Tom went to put his hands on your waist, but groaned and whined after moving his bad wrist. You broke apart from the kiss and laughed.

“This wrist will be the death of me.” He said.

“You’re such a baby.” You laughed, “Give it a week and it’ll be better.” You snuggled into his chest and his good hand played with your hair.

Usually, when people say the first kiss I imagine something romantic and beautiful even tho I, personally, never heard of a romantic first kiss story. When reblogging tell me a story of your first kiss and let’s see if we’ll find one! 


Mine:

So, I was 13 and there was that boy that really liked me and was friend with all of my friends. He was nice, but I wasn’t into him (probably because I was 13 and I had no intentions of having a boyfriend). 

One day I was at a gymnastics practice and my friends realized that the boy was standing in front of the practicing room. As I found out later one of my friends told him to come because it would be romantic to watch me (?!). So they were all trying to make me go out and say hi. At the moment when the coach wasn’t looking they pushed me out of the room and told me they are going to hold the door until I don’t kiss him.

In that moment a quick kiss with a guy was nothing compared to the rage of my coach when realizing I wasn’t in the room. So I looked at him (he was frozen, poor little thing) just staring at me, kissed him quickly and run back into the room. 

Not so romantic, hm?

anonymous asked:

Hcs of the gang dating a gymnast 💕

-Going to all of her competitions and performances
-Actually attempting to learn some of her moves, especially Darry since he used to do gymnastics
-Sitting through her practices
-Memorizing her routines along with her and helping her remember them

So far this era has given us:
  • “Save Me” MV

Originally posted by kai-tastrophe

  • MC Jungkook
  • Triple Crown 
  • first ever win on Inkiago
  • solo concert at Olympic Gymnastic Arena
  • Fire dance practice MV
  • MC NamJin 
  • “Young Forever” MV
  • This
  • Birth of blonde haired Seokjin

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  • BTS Emoji
  • everyone crying because of BTS
  • celebrities being secret ARMYs 
  • RUNNING MAN 
  • “Fire” MV 
  • return of Yoongi x Trophy 

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  • the slap heard around the world 
  • AND FINALLY A FUCKING BAEPSAE PERFORMANCE 

and it’s only been a month

Voltron Dance Team AU

Ok so I love the Voltron characters as street dancers au but like. Imagine them on a HIGH SCHOOL DANCE TEAM

  • Matching duffel bags, leos, tights, shoes, scrunchies, everything 
  • Keith and Lance trying to do the most pirouettes/al secondes/leaps/whatever in a row until they’re both dizzy and sick 
    • Shiro beats them both at everything except al secondes bc the two of them will keep going and going through sheer willpower alone
  • Lance has rly good projection like his smile will BLIND you and his posture is 👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼 
    • He loves jazz and funk bc he gets a chance to be Sassy™ yooo
  •  Keith is practically a gymnast he just casually does back handsprings during practice and everyone’s like ok we get it Sto p ??? But also don’t
    • He’s rly good at breakdancing but he likes lyrical/contemporary the best so he can properly express his angsty ass ;)
  • Shiro being the Inspirational Senior Captain™ that gets so many solos but no one ever minds and every other team captain has a crush on him
    • He’s good at literally everything but kick line is his specialty lol
  • Hunk making literally every stunt possible bc he just. Lifts ppl up like they can stand and pose on his hands no problem. And he’s crazy flexible??? Wtf 
    • His fave is pom routines bc it’s like he’s cheering for the entire audience :’) <3
  • Pidge is super dainty and everyone thinks she should do classical or something but she’s actually BOSS AT HIP HOP and also can jump like a fucking kangaroo
    • One time she almost quit the team bc Allura made them wear glittery false eyelashes
  • Allura as the strict but loving head coach who makes everyone learn ballet technique and occasionally shows off her skills and blows everyone’s minds. 
    • Once she sent back a $3700 shipment of state costumes bc there weren’t enough Swarovski crystals on the left sleeve
    • She did the same thing with a box of hair pieces… which Lance couldn’t even wear since his hair is too short???
  • Coran is technically assistant coach but really is more like the manager and team parent who makes sure there are always enough Capri suns and those lil cheeses in the red wax
  •  They fight with the basketball team over gym space and it gets real ugly REAL fast
    • there’s still a red stain on the wall next to the drinking fountain
  • They put too much effort into getting cheerleaders to join dance team instead.. especially Shay ;3
  • The team performing at assemblies and it’s p much the only reason anyone attends them bc they kick ass every time
  • Spending so many long hours stuck in a van together on the way to competitions at powerhouse schools bc Allura’s too competitive to just choose the ones nearby
  • Chilling in their dressing room waiting for the round to start, eating granola bars and fruit by the foot 
  • Helping each other with hair and makeup. Hairspray makes up 50% of the air they breathe and they never want to touch eyelash glue ever again 
  • Lance is not allowed near curling irons 
  • Ukulele jam sessions with other teams during lunch (this is an actual thing my dance team did) 
  •  Starting rivalries with teams that are Confused and didn’t even know dance team rivalries were a thing 
  • They do novelty routines to shit like Bob the Builder and TMNT (also things that have happened) 
  • Pidge is the only one who ever wins at drill down. 
    • Lance gets pulled out after like one command bc he turned left instead of right 
  • Keith is good except he always gets called out for stuff like moving his thumbs or marching on the wrong foot 
  • The sweeper boys/girls hand out flowers and Hunk ALWAYS gets one 
    • Sometimes with a phone number attached 
  • Shiro usually ends up with some sort of individual dancer award. It doesn’t matter if he literally did nothing significant other than look good the judges will Think Of Something
  • Team sleepovers are frequent because they already spend at least 10 hours per week together anyway lmao
  • Shiro plans on being an assistant coach once he graduates bc there is no way he is leaving his adopted children behind <3

Idk what else?? Feel free to add on and if someone draws/writes something based on this i will literally die thanks