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Conan: How does he respond when you show these to him?

Will: The other day he was in, um, Atlanta. He was, like, working. He was directing. I knew he was super busy, so it was the right time to send him a picture. And I sent him this picture and all he simply replied on the chain… “You’ve ruined my day.”

The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot: The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.

Warning, this chapter contains strong sexual language and is smut.  It contains fingering. 


I had never really felt something so disguised by love. A feeling that betrays my mind and feeds my body, and in return my heart becomes vulnerable. Lust. I had never really felt it once in my life, up until now. But I still don’t understand it. The very feeling of it, the desire that bubbles up in your stomach, clouds your judgment and erases any of your critical thinking skills.

Oh, how he flooded me with this feeling, the dopamine he released within my brain, the endorphin’s that acted out of pure desire for pleasure, one that he could create and expect for me to return. I had always seen it as a sin, but he makes me see it as an addiction.

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Concept: I become who I’ve always wanted to be. I’m not afraid to say no to people when they ask too much of me, and I can cut toxic people out of my life with no trouble. I put my health first. I don’t beat myself up over small things and I understand and accept that mistakes and failures are a natural part of taking risks and trying new things. I am unapologetically myself and confident.

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Here are 10+ minutes of my heart just beating. No skips or premature ventricular contractions, my heart just beats and beats and beats with a steady rhythm, changing speed only with my breathing. I just let my heart do its thing inside of me. You may notice that my heart begins to beat faster the longer the recording goes on–it’s because my heart was so excited to have this much attention lavished on it that it wanted to show off. I’ll make another recording after I’ve been exercising regularly again for a few more weeks and also after my meds have worn off, so you guys can hear some slower beats of mine. But for now, followers, enjoy all these heartbeats of mine. As always, feel free to comment on my heart sounds, telling me what you think about my heartbeat. After all, I’m here to share my heart with you guys. FYI, I had to compress this file for it to fit on this post, which I hope doesn’t compromise the quality. If it does, let me know and I’ll do my best to fix it.

Tony’s Shirt - Tony Stark x Plus Sized Reader - Fluff

Request: 

@thekrazykeke said: 

a Tony fic with a plus sized reader.

A/n: Let me just quickly say, i loved this prompt because I am a plus sized woman. And reading fanfiction (smut or fluff) always leaves me thinking, “Wow, i automatically imagined myself thin.” And that can sometimes leave me with insecurities. Especially if it’s a story about wearing a celeb’s clothing, cause i’m like “Well, that wouldn’t happen for me…” And that’s so silly! Is it a fact that i wouldn’t be able to fit into, let’s say, RDJ’s t-shirt? Probably, but that shouldn’t leave me feeling insecure, because there are a million other ways to be sexy and beautiful and confident! So, I want to take this moment to say something to the young men and women who are plus sized and might be feeling insecure:

You are every bit as beautiful and sexy as people like Chris Hemsworth and Scarlett Johansson. Don’t ever think that you can’t be sexy because of your size. That’s a damn lie. And the only reason you should be losing weight is for one of the following reasons: your health is at risk or YOU want to slim down. Don’t ever try to fit into society’s beauty standards, because even celebrities don’t fit those standards. They have photoshop and makeup artists working on them 24/7 in all their movies and photo shoots. You are beautiful and sexy and wonderful, and don’t ever let anyone try to tell you otherwise.

Ok, now that that’s done. Please enjoy the story :)

Originally posted by duckbuttt

               Tony walked into the Avengers compound and dropped his keys on the table beside the door. He heard soft music playing somewhere in the house. It was obviously your music because it wasn’t his rock play list, or Banner’s opera, or Rogers’ jazz.

               “Any one home!” he shouted. No one answered.  He decided to follow the music and see if he could find you. He followed the song all the way to the kitchen. As he got closer, he recognized the song as one of your favorite “sexy times” songs.

You know our love would be tragic (oh, yeah)

So you don’t pay it, don’t pay it no mind, mind, mind

We live with no lies

Hey, hey

You’re my favorite kind of night

               “Y/n!” He called again, but you didn’t answer.

               As he got closer to the kitchen, he smelled something burning. It almost smelled like a mixture of burned beans and over boiled pasta. What on earth compelled you to create a dinner using those ingredients, Tony didn’t know. When he finally reached the kitchen, he was slightly shocked to see that you weren’t there. He’d fully expected to walk in and see you swaying your hips to The Weeknd while you attempted to salvage whatever concoction you’d created.

               “F.R.I.D.A.Y, scan the compound. Who’s here?” Tony demanded.

               “I’m only detecting two heat signatures, sir. Yours, and Ms. Y/l/n.” The AI’s voice replied.

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anonymous asked:

How would svt react if their s/o (almost) fainted on stage from overworking?

Seventeen Reaction to Their S/O (almost) Fainting on Stage 

Dear, please read the guidelines ;A;; I don’t do reactions!! Nevertheless, because you’re one of my very first requesters, I’ll let it slide, just this once. Please don’t request a reaction; the ask box isn’t open for that yet!!

S.Coups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Woozi, and Wonwoo would worry half to death after they received the news from your loving fans about you nearly collapsing on stage. They’ll know that sometimes, you skip meals and lie about your health just so you could make your next performance perfect for the camera and for the naked eye to see. None of them could ever stop you, because, you were young, and you were too darn stubborn for your own good. 

“Y/N, did you eat yet?” 

“Oppa… yes, I did.” 

“… You sound fatigued Y/N… what did you eat?” 

“That’s not important jagiya… I need to practice the choreography a few more times; I’ll see you tomorrow alright?? I need to stay behind at the studio again… this comeback is really significant; don’t be concerned about me!! I’ll be fine.”  

All five of them would scold and fuss over you once you two met again. “Being an idol is hard work Y/N, but your health comes first. No more late nights, understand?”

Vernon, The8, Mingyu, Jun, Dino and DK would jump out of their seat once they hear the undeniable truth on live broadcast. You were fairly popular in Korea, so reporters couldn’t help but talk about this entire fiasco; not that the six boys didn’t know already. They watch every single one of your performances, cooing to themselves and to the other members how absolutely amazing you were up stage… but for this last one, which was the comeback you prepared for for five months; it didn’t show all of your abilities. Your voice was strained, your movements not as sharp, and then they realize, after your eyes roll back and your head bent down and swept the floor, that you’re exhausted. You’re mentally, physically, and emotionally deprived of all available energy. You’re staggering around the stage, blinking furiously under the blinding lights the crew provided, and you’re struggling to remember the lines and dance moves to your song. They’re heartbroken; they want nothing more than to jump into the tv screen and reassure you that it’ll be alright. “Y/N… I’m here for you.”

Hoshi and Seungkwan would freak out after the news were delivered. “Oh my god, please don’t let this happen to her, please… please she worked so hard for this!” They’ll break down in the middle of practice, and Seventeen members would crowd around them, asking what’s wrong, why he was on the floor, sobbing his eyes out. They knew this comeback was extremely important, who didn’t? Even your fans warned you to not overwork yourself; you’ve had always performed some kind of witchery up there; you’ve had always mesmerized every living soul that heard your voice. Babbling, they would tell the members everything, and they’ll all be anxious about your recovery in the hospital, even if they never met this S/O. Seventeen’s heard all about you; Hoshi and Seungkwan frequently told them stories, and their eyes would lit up like fireworks once your name was mentioned. They’ll be busy phoning your company to check on your health status, and they’ll beat themselves over not looking after you enough, and not being there for you when you needed their support the most. “Y/N, rely on me more, please. I may not be the best boyfriend, but I’m trying. I love you so much; you mean the world to me.”  

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I’m home again today because Isaac is running a temperature after his shots. But I decided when he went down for his long afternoon nap I would get a workout in at home. I started with 30 Day Shred, level 1. Once I finished cursing out Jillian Michaels, I decided I wanted to do a little more. I have found that I really love the Burn To The Beat videos with Keaira LaShae. She’s fun. The videos aren’t super long and they get me sweating. I love working out to music.

So now I’ve got my movement in for the day. I can shower and know I did something good for myself. That’s always a great feeling. Part of me wishes I could just stay at home with Isaac everyday. I think my health would benefit and I would be much happier. But alas, bills call.