I know a lot of guys wanna improve their strength, and summer is definitely a good time for that. Many of us have more free time now that it’s summer. Perfect time to try out the gym. If you’re thinking of working on getting go the gym more this summer, I have a few tips that could really help:
Starting off is tough. Get through 2 weeks, though, and you’ll probably be able to make going to the gym a consistent habit! The first week is definitely the hardest. If you can, find a friend to work out with. Put the offer out there, and you’d be surprised who might say yes. It’s definitely more motivating to go when you have a friend going with you. It’ll keep you both accountable, on track, and motivated. Trust me, it worked for me back when I first decided to get serious about exercising.
Start taking a multi-vitamin. Sure, you should be able to get enough nutrition from food alone, but some diets have holes in them and multi-vitamins can fill those in. If you don’t have proper nutrition, you won’t see results, and you might actually strain your body. I know not all of us make the best food decisions every day. This will help your body stay on track.
Increase your protein intake on days you work out. When you lift weights, this is especially important. Meats are all high in protein. Try and make choices that tend to be lower in fats. Eggs are your best friends! Fish is great, and omega oils are Good for you, yo. Beans, peanut butter, nuts, milk, and yogurt all have protein, too (and the dairy items have calcium! an extra plus!), so don’t stress if you can’t have meat! And while we’re on the subject of protein, this is extremely important to point out: Protein shakes are NEVER a meal-replacement. Skipping meals or eating less than 2000 calories (if you’re counting) will hurt you. Seriously. Don’t do that. Protein shakes are meant to be consumed after workouts, unless they are specifically pre-workout shakes. Whey protein will be tough on those of you who are lactose-intolerant, because it’s made from milk, so even though it’s typically cheaper than other plant-based protein powders, the extra money will help you not feel terrible. The easiest on the stomach, I have found, are rice-based protein powders. If the store has little individual packets, buy different flavors and different ones to see which one(s) you like best. I personally am partial to the generic CVS chocolate flavored whey powder.
If you are just starting out on lifting, do NOT go heavy. Your muscles will build p strength faster than your tendons, so you could hurt yourself if you try to go too heavy too fast. If something hurts, do NOT do the exercise. Know your limits, and never push yourself to a crazy degree. I know you wanna impress your friends you’re at the gym with, or even the cute person you’ve been eyeing across the gym, but if you hurt yourself, you will look like a huge fool. It will ruin you. Don’t. Instead, do lighter weights with higher reps. I usually go for 3 sets of 10 reps, but you can go for anywhere from 8-12 reps. Only after you have built up a certain degree of strength would I even attempt to go heavier and even target certain body parts and muscle groups more intensely than others.
Have at least 2 rest days! Rest days are important. Your body needs to recover, or else it will never grow. You’ll also just exhaust yourself, and that’s not good. Use your rest days to just chill out. Stay hydrated and stretch so the soreness from your gym days won’t make you stiff and will dissipate faster!
Split your lift days by muscle-groups. This will keep your workouts structured and keep your body’s development proportional. I divide my days up like this: pull day (biceps and back), push day (triceps and chest with some shoulders), leg day (and yeah, don’t skip it), and shoulder day (since I just really want mine to develop well lol). I do abs every time, after I lift, but you can also do them before. Don’t skimp out with abs. Sure, it hurts, but the results are great. Core strength will really help with overall strength! I do at least 5 weight-lifting exercises for each designated day. Stretch before, and then get going! If you are unsure about your form for an exercise, most gyms have personal trainers who are willing to help you. Don’t be afraid to ask them a question! Youtube is also a great resource for videos on form. I like AthleanX’s videos, as well as Gabriel Sey’s, and Buff Dudes. Proper form is extremely important, otherwise you could strain your body or even seriously injure yourself. It’s especially important for heavier exercises.
Cardio days are good for you! Have at least 1 cardio day in your week! Walking, biking, jogging, dancing, and the elliptical are great for cardio. Swimming is also good cardio, but as a poor swimmer myself, I don’t really get much of a workout from it. If you have friends who like to play sports, soccer, basketball, etc are great for getting in some cardio and also making it fun (because jogging is honestly boring unless you jog outside or have a killer playlist). Speaking of jogging, I know this may sound silly to some of you, but try not to jog at night, especially if you’re a younger guy. Safety is important, and believe it or not, younger men in their 20s are the most common victims of violent crime. Know where you are, jog with a friend or two, be aware of your surroundings (if your music is so loud you can’t hear the cars passing by, turn it down a notch), and have your phone available in case you need to make a call. If things look iffy, call it a night and go home. If you’re in a hospital (or freaking dead), you won’t be working out much anymore.
This may sound silly, but celebrate your results! Get excited over your gains. Take selfies, flex in the mirror, admire those veins that pop that weren’t there before. Also, little tip: the secret to getting arms that look bigger is working your triceps. They’re more of your arms than your biceps, so even though nice biceps look hot, good triceps will make you look stronger. It’ll make you look impressive! And being excited about your results from all your hard work will help keep you motivated!
Those are a lot of tips, so that’s enough for now. If you have questions that are more specific, my ask box is open and you can even message me if you’d prefer. Don’t be afraid if you don’t know anything about working out – that was once me, too. I ain’t gonna judge you, yo. Like I said, I don’t have any professional knowledge, but I figured some of what I know may be helpful. I won’t be able to answer every question you send my way, but if I can find a video or article that can, I will definitely send that your way instead. Have fun, and try and stay motivated! Best of luck on them gains, yo.
“could you write a steve harrington x byers!reader where steve ends up having to take the reader and will home from school cause jonathan and nancy had a date or somethin and will is super intimidated by steve cause he’s never properly met him but he realizes steve is really chill and nice (and good to his big sister) so he gets a friend bond with steve like dustin does?? i know that’s super specific and kinda weird but i nEED it u know!”
Warnings: Fluff, Dad!steve feels
Notes: Oh anon I feel you, I totally feel you - also this is set like two months after the events of season 2 :)
The second the ringing of the school bell entered her ears *yn* Byers leapt from her desk, so violently that the chair teetered dangerously before settling back onto it’s four legs. Grasping her school books into her hands she clumsily shoved them into her backpack whilst simultaneously running for the classroom door.
She let out a grin of satisfaction when she realised she was the first to slip out of the door and into the freedom of the bustling hallways. Hurriedly, she made her way down the hall towards her locker, twisting through the throngs of students who like her, were just as desperate to escape the confinements of school and enjoy the freedom of the weekend.
Clearly not looking where she was going, it didn’t come to her surprise when she smacked into a firm chest. Before she could open her mouth to apologise and move past, the voice belonging to the firm chest spoke.
“Someone must be eager to see their boyfriend Byers.”
I love how people continuously forget that Nintendo is a family oriented console and KIDS CHILDREN TINY YOUNG HUMANS are using these and as a company I to would NEVER EVER allow voice chat or text chatting because I don’t fuckin trust adults and some parents aren’t responsible and I care more about Children than some whiny entitled 30 year old who probs wants to yell curse words over Splatoon 2 where an 11 year old could hear
So like…. Nah??? Fuck that??? Fuck voice chat. Fuck whiny adults. Fuck creeps who would abuse these things to target kids.
Nintendo is in my opinion making a really good choice. Keep it chill and safe for kids. They need a safe place in video games.
so i was procrastinating on this for like 3 weeks but i finally finished it 2 days ago. it was originally gonna have a sketchy look to it but i decided i wanted to color it??? kind of inspired by a fic i’ve yet to write- kinda. i rlly like the clouds, i never draw backgrounds lmao. also tumblr destroyed the quality, plz click. also yes logan’s tie is undone because they’re relaxing ok let my nerd chill for once
only thing you had on me was i got sloppy seconds, but wait a second, didn't you mention? ten bars later there was a girl you banged after tobi, that taught you a lesson. it's mad! another girl that you tricked to your pad. promising fans but if they don't bang then you send them away all sad. it's mad! now onto another, your best friend is probably your mother. seen your dad's dick, you make me feel sick, and didn't you shower with your brother? (he did!) talk about j as a master, but he's not the one that i'm after, tweet about us on life support? bro that shit almost killed me with laughter (hahaha) two weeks, twelve vids, now which one has had the most hits? it's not the one where you sold out jj, it was the sidemen diss. now i think it's time that we switch up the scene picture deji olatunji and a drugged-up teen now some of your fans might now what i mean if i said that he met her in bethnel green and how many times did she scream "help me"? your hairline is fucked, you look like et, the last time you almost died like this ... was the time you crashed your tt. this beef was between me and you, but you wanted a few more views. 'i wonder what i could do, maybe diss the rest of the sidemen too'? notice how no one else has replied, tobi didn't pick a side, the others went for the more relevant bro, i guess you could say bigger fish got fried. pathetic! bro you just don't get it. comin at me and the rest of the guys, you were always bound to regret it. shouldn't it be your dad that i diss? (jide!) i mean your channel is pretty much his and bro, i just gotta ask are they your vids or your dad's vids? (oh man, oh man) now usually i'm benevolent but you were hella bent on gettin relevant so you went and sent 'cause we're all prevalent, do you know what that meant? (idiot) deep this, you're facetious, i'll leave you speechless, i know your secrets, you need jesus, i know your weakness, bitch i'm a genius. i used to go to his house, not once was the little bitch out (never!) sat next to him for four minutes, and suddenly this weirdo's aroused! (what the fuck?) says he's got loads of friends (liar!) but that there filled me with doubt (liar!) twenty-one years ago, i wish his dad pulled out!
“I’ll be honest, I never thought you kids would actually come through.” The man spoke with a smirk in his tone, slight disbelief coating his words.
“As I’ve said before, BTS is no joke. We have the connections and the resources, so you can let your people know that we’re the people to come to if they need to get business taken care of.” Rap Monster spoke in that cold, calculating voice that seemed to send chills down the spines of whoever he was addressing.
“And what does your father think of your little play group, Namjoon?” The man drawled, teasing the pink haired boy and pushing to see if he would break.
“My father has no part in this. Now I insist that you take your drugs and leave with BTS’ name in your ear before I ask my lovely playmates Jungkook and Suga to make you leave.” The threat dripped with venom, and Rap Monster flashed his best smile.
A new voice invaded the spacious office, that wasn’t unfamiliar but one that Rap Monster and the others hadn’t heard in a very long time. “Yes, won’t you all please excuse myself and the leader of BTS so we can have a little chat?”
The members all instantly straightened from their lounging positions dispersed around Namjoon’s office.
“My dear friend, how have you been?” The tall blonde had a friendly demeanor as he approached the desk, but the members only stayed tense, waiting for Rap Monster’s reaction who was keeping an unreadable face as best he could.
“I didn’t realize you were back in town.” Rap Monster ignored the question, standing to his full height in order to be eye level with Jackson. But the careless boy just took a seat in the chair across from him, picking up one of the trinkets from his desk to play with and replacing it with his feet.
“Cypher has relocated back to its origin city as you’ve probably guessed, I’m sure you had already heard the rumors.” Jackson answered immediately.
“I would ask why but I doubt you even know.”
Jackson looked wounded at those words. “You underestimate me, Joonie, I’m not the little kid you used to know.” Rap Monster just rolled his eyes and snatched the trinket from his hold. Jackson pouted before continuing. “I actually do know why, but of course that’s all confidential information. My boss should be back in town by the end of this week so I came to properly warn you, because, despite what think, I do care for you still just the tiniest bit.”
“Warn us of what?” Jin asked from his seat in the corner. He had been watching the exchange with quiet fury.
“He wants you out of our territory and to end whatever activity you’ve been conducting. Basically move or BTS will be forced into extinction.”
“It’s not your territory anymore, Cypher forfeited all rights to it when they packed up and moved across the globe.” Suga replied lazily, bored with the entire thing and in desperate need of some rap music and sleep.
“Maybe, but you know as well as I do that Cypher has the ability to take back what was theirs. So far you’re the only ones who have opted to stand in our way and, quite frankly, boss man ain’t scared of seven adolescent boys who have distant ties to Whalien.” Jackson chuckled, standing and readjusting his jacket.
“Distant?” Jimin suddenly jumped up, snarling and pissed, “If you call Rap Monster being the son of the leader of Whalien distant then you’re even crazier than we thought!”
“Last time I checked, Joonie wasn’t on such great terms with Daddy dearest.” Jackson raised his eyebrows in question but Rap Monster was getting tired of listening to his bullshit.
“Your warning had been dully noted, you may leave now.” Rap Monster’s statement was laced with poison and had an undeniable tone of finality in it.
“I really hope you take it to heart, for your own sakes.” And then Jackson was traipsing out of the office but the tense atmosphere wouldn’t let up.
“What are we gonna do?” V bolted up, shifting nervously from one foot to the other, the lollipop that was once in his mouth now long forgotten.
“Not a damn thing.” Rap Monster’s eyes glinted in fury.
You continued on the same way for the rest of the week: arriving late, keeping an uncaring demeanor, and sleeping through every single class. It was the best way to keep numb and it always seemed to work, so there was no reason to change a single thing.
Except that fight on your second day stirred up more drama than you were in the mood for. People stared and whispered now, and did their best to stay as far away from you as possible, which you didn’t necessarily mind. But this also resulted in some of the Bangtan boys taking an almost unhealthy interest in you, much to your chagrin.
The day after your fight, you were woken from your morning nap to find several desks pulled up to surround yours as several boys laughed and obnoxiously horsed around. Judging by the deserted classroom, it was lunchtime now.
“Ah, Y/N! You’re awake!” J-Hope noticed your lucid form almost immediately, that goofy smile stretching across his face. Your mind was still too foggy to come up with any kind of response. “Y/N, you really are hard core, huh? First punching Suga and then fighting those girls?” J-Hope was still the only one speaking, an incredulous look on his face. You noticed Suga ignoring the entire ordeal and looking out the window absently, a sleepy look on his face.
“You’re seriously amazing! Where’d you learn to punch like that?” One of the guys asked, “Oh I’m Jimin, by the way.”
You just stared at him, long enough to make his enthusiastic expression melt away.
“She really is cold.” One of the others shivered slightly.
“Shut up, V! She just doesn’t like the attention can’t you tell?” Another one said.
“Oh little Jungkookie knows everything it seems.” V retorted, earning a playful slap from the one they called Jungkook. Suddenly, they were all playing around and laughing.
“Go away.” You said, standing from your seat and gathering up your things.
“Y/N, you’re so cold!” J-Hope whined.
Just then, the pink haired monster strolled through the door, forcefully pushing you down into your seat before pulling up his own chair and sitting on it backwards. “Sit, Y/N.”
You arched a perfect eyebrow at him, rolling your neck angrily. “I don’t like being told what to do.”
“Yeah me either, guess we have something in common.” He flashed a toothy smile. “You’ve been stirring up a lot of trouble, and unluckily for you, you’ve now fallen under our radar.”
You sighed in exasperation, words leaving your mouth before you could stop them. “You guys really think you’re some hot shit don’t you?”
Most of them looked at you with wide eyes besides V who was laughing silently, and from his seat in the corner where you dared to glance at him, Suga had the ghost of a small smile on his face.
“Why did you move here?” The leader asked you.
“None of your goddamn business.” You stood again, gathering up your things once more.
“I think it is. Sit the fuck down and answer the question before I get you to answer through force.” He stayed calm despite your fighting stance.
You didn’t know why this such a big deal, but you remained standing as you answered through your teeth. “I go wherever my parents send me. This time it was Seoul.”
“Have you lived here before?”
“Not since I was young.”
“Where did you live before this?”
You lied through your teeth. “London.”
He squinted his eyes at me like he didn’t believe me. “Really?”
“Really. Are we done now?”
For a second he gave you a steely gaze which was more emotion than you had ever seen him express before he curtly nodded his head and you were out the door faster than they had ever seen you move.
You weren’t surprised that Jin was already lounging underneath the tree, an arm draped over his eyes to shield the sun. You tried your best to be silent so he wouldn’t notice your presence and you could sleep in peace, but he was much smarter than that.
“Never thought I’d see you here again.” He didn’t remove his arm or look at you, just remained still.
“You can blame your idiotic gang members for this one.” You grumbled, cozying up to the tree.
He chuckled, “Oh god what did they do?”
“You guys aren’t nearly as scary as you think, why do you want my information?”
Jin sat up then, a confused look on his face. “Rap Monster interrogated you?”
“More like asked a single question after threatening me.” You didn’t open your eyes.
“What did he ask you?
“Shouldn’t you know? Why don’t you go and ask him yourself.”
For once, Jin didn’t say anything else, too caught up in his own confusion and you were drifting off to sleep once again within minutes.
The rest of the week, the boys, as in Jimin, J-Hope, V, and Jungkook, returned to your desk at lunch time every day, surrounding you in laughter and horseplay. You tried your best to ignore it, listening quietly as you pretended to sleep. It was either this or the tree with the never ending stream of speech that was Kim Seokjin, so there was no winning either way. At least these four let you attempt to sleep as they engaged in their own ridiculous conversations and every once in a while you would peek over at Suga, who was doing the exact same thing as you all by himself in the corner.
On the way home one night, all you could think about were those stupid boys and their stupid gang. Whatever they were involved in, it took a toll on both Suga and Jin. That much was clear. You entered the long tunnel that spilled out into the city near your house and immediately noticed something was wrong. Cars were backed up and honking relentlessly. Squinting, you noticed that halfway down the tunnel, a large pickup truck was parked so that it blocked both lanes, stopping all traffic. There was hollering and excited yelps from every direction and you watched as the people in the cars got angrier and angrier. Your feet inched closer to the disruption and that’s when you saw them.
You noticed V first, crouched on the hood of a car with a spray paint can in his hand as he ‘X’ed out the windshield and laughed maniacally. BTS was in the road between cars, flying across the tops of them, and causing all sorts of mayhem. J-Hope spit his drink out at a window, while Jimin dumped his on the top of a car. They screamed and danced around, laughing and having so much fun. As much as you could tell that this was a huge disturbance, you were fascinated and watched in awe. They had each other’s backs—that much was clear. They all had a reason for what they were doing, like their youth was taking a toll on them and this was them fighting back. It made you dizzy with jealousy to see how much they loved each other, to see them creating memories right before your eyes.
You were broken from your reverie when J-Hope’s eyes spotted you, watching in silence. “Y/N?!” He shouted, jogging over to you immediately. Most of the others didn’t notice except for V who jogged over to join you. “What are you doing here?”
“I was…I was walking home…” You didn’t really know how to react about this.
“Come on, we’re having fun!” V exclaimed, tossing you an extra spray paint can and yanking towards the nearest car which he proceeded to jump onto and dance around on. You looked at the can dumbly for a second before J-Hope came over and closed his hand over yours.
“Like this.” And then he applied pressure and you were vandalizing a car together as his steady hands traced out the letters ‘BTS’. It was exhilarating, and you could feel your cheeks flushing with excitement.
Then you spotted Suga. He seemed drunk on the rush of what he was doing, and it made him he even more attractive than before. He chucked his cup at the closest vehicle, and that’s when the first person started to get out of their car. Suga called out a warning and they all started running for the pick up truck.
“Come on!” J-Hope screeched, grabbing your wrist and forcing you to run along. Everyone was climbing into the back of the truck that blocked the traffic, all of them screaming and shouting from the truck bed. J-Hope hoisted you up without your consent and all but threw you in before climbing in himself. Within seconds, the car was speeding away and traffic was continuing to normal.
You were breathing heavily, trying to calm your heart which was racing from the high. You hated that you liked the feeling, almost like you had a taste of what it was like to be really alive. You hadn’t noticed the six pairs of eyes on you.
“Y/N?” Jungkook said between heavy pants, “When did you get here?”
All you could do was stare wide eyed, angry that the image you had worked to create may have just been foiled for a single moment of exhilaration.
“She was walking home and saw what we were doing and I saw her so I pulled her in to join!” J-Hope explained happily, his face scrunching up into that ridiculous grin, you couldn’t help but grin a little bit at his expression.
“Did Y/N just smile?!” V shouted in disbelief, pointing his finger right in your face. You went to bite it, and he pulled away just in time.
“The more the merrier.” Rap Monster just replied contentedly, placing his hands behind his head and closing his eyes while leaning back. At that moment the tunnel opened up and your hair was thrust up by the oncoming wind, but you loved it, you always loved this feeling. Some of them lifted their hands up to the wind, still shouting and laughing at the experience. Your eyes found their way to Suga who was curled up in a ball, eyes closed in rest peacefully and they didn’t leave him for the rest of the ride home.
You didn’t regret that day at all, but it did lead to a slightly sticky situation. The boys now thought you were willing to be friends which most certainly wasn’t the case. You continued to ignore them at lunch, but now even Jin was showing up and they would try to get you to engage.
On Friday, you were sleeping away like normal while V and Jimin horsed around and Jin and Rap Monster shared a hushed conversation when someone burst into the classroom.
“It’s good to be back in school!”
At the sound of the voice, your head unconsciously snapped up and found the source. Standing there in all of his arrogant glory was Jackson.
Rap Monster was on his feet instantly. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I had a sudden desire to finish my education.” Jackson then seemed to notice your presence. “Y/N? Is that you?” You squeezed your eyes shut, as if that was enough to will the boy away, but instead you were yanked forcefully out of your seat by your arm and forced to face him. “I’m speaking to you.” He said cheerfully.
The second he had grabbed you, chairs were falling back and the boys assumed positions to fight. “Get your hands off of her.” Jin seethed, surging forward. Unexpectedly, Rap Monster held him back.
“How do you know Y/N?” He probed, that calculating look back.
Jackson flashed that impressive smile as he looked back and forth between me in his grip and them. “Oh that? Y/N is my fiancée.”
Note: Do I even have to add this anymore? It`ll be done in 3 parts. This is part 1, the BTS version! :)
Keep in mind that this is based around a healthy dose of jealousness. Being overly jealous is rather toxic for a relationship.
If you were a little jealous I think he`d quite like that actually. Boy would he be giddy. He`d be a sweety and reasure you that you don`t have anything to be jealous about as he only has eyes for you. He`d be more attentive to you after, sending you little texts making sure you know that his attention is on you and no other girl or boy.
“Don`t worry baby, you`re the only one who can catch my attention.”
I think he`d be the giggly type. Like he`d notice you were jealous and he`d start giggling and hug you tightly because he just can`t deal anymore. He`d find it extremely cute. Your jealousness and doubt would just completely vanish as he`d be a lot more touchy after. Holding your hands often and tons of hugs. You wouldn`t be able to escape.
“Aaaah y/n, you`re so cute! Come here!”
He`d notice your jealousness and wouldn`t be able to hold back a cheeky grin. He`d actually be quite into it. It would after all mean that you care about him that you don`t want to lose him to someone else. He`d probably put his arm around your shoulder or hold your hand acting all cool about it while inside he`d screaming.
“Aish y/n, are you seriously jealous? All these girls/boys have nothing on you.”
Doesn`t comprehend it. Confused. Like, why are you jealous? Did he do something? He wouldn`t get it because he thought you knew he only had eyes for you. He`d kinda like it though and would find it cute. Expect a lot of hugs and kisses from this boy after.
“Are you jealous? Why? You know I only love you, right?”
A mix of Hobi and Jin. He`d be confused as to why you would be jealous but would be all giddy about it. He`d ask you about it and when you told him why you were jealous he`d assure you that you don`t need to worry about anyone else. He`d probably end up suggesting a cute date so he could show you.
“Really y/n, there`s no need to worry. How about we go out tonight?”
Oh my he`d love it. He`d be confused of your weird behaviour for like 2 seconds before noticing you`re jealous and from then on he`d tease you about it. Of course only in a playful matter. After he`d done teasing he`d be the cuddlies little shit ever, making sure you know there`s no need to worry.
“Wait, are you jealous? Really? Oh my, I never knew you`d be this clingy y/n.”
Chill but like not really. I think he`d try to act chill infront of you but once you`re out of the room he`d be a puddle of OMG. He`d find it super cute but he wouldn`t want you to worry about him leaving you for someone else so he`d probably be a classy cutie and buy you some stuff you liked like flowers or something and add a sweet note every now and then so you`d be reminded that you`re the only one for him.
“Why would you be jealous? The only girl/boy I can see in this room is you.”
Would it be okay to have a white transboy dave who bleaches his (brown) hair relaxing at home with no binder on because you gotta protect the ribs. Thats something you need to do to be alive. Maybe chilling with his enby boyfriend Karkat ir some of his family? And just feeling wholesome and good? Its okay if this is too much and you just draw a headshot or something i just always have sore ribs p much so i can never wear my binder at home even when my mood is small and low and just idfk sorry
tfw yr tryin 2 support nd love yr bf unconditionally but he goes n pulls this bs…..
also small psa ik every1s heard but i fucked my ribs frm binding too much when i was younger so if i find out tht Any of my followers r bindin unsafely ill hav no choice but to eat their hands
I got my hair cut and the hairdresser was cutting my hair and we are chatting—awkward at usual because I don’t like chatting with people. And then, after replies I mostly stay home when I don’t need to work, he asked THE QUESTION: 24 and you never have a boyfriend? Why? Don’t you feel lonely? I told him I have friends. “But what if they’re with their boyfriend?” I just told you I’m gonna chill at home? I wish I can just told him I’m ace aro and he knows I’m not interested. (1/2)
(2/2) Yes some ace aro still wants/are in a relationship but like why focus on me still haven’t in a relationship? What makes you think I’m gonna waste my time to find a boyfriend and shit just to not feel “lonely”? I mean, being in a relationship means you love/care each other deeply right? And yes I haven’t “met the right guy” whatever. Human society is weird.
Lmfao it really is.Also completely unrelated but i never understood why hairdressers expect you to tell them all your life story and experiences lol .Maybe thats why so many of our haircuts make us regret it bc our hairdressers are more interested in knowing weather we have a bf or not instead of styling our hair properly
So, final thoughts on Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency Season 2:
Mona is the absolute cutest? How? She’s adorable and I need more.
What the frickafrack happened to Ken though. Boy needs to chill.
The Rowdy 3 has six members in it and I think that’s amazing. All of them are my bois.
Poor Bart. Seriously, she needs a hug. Or several. Did Ken ever tell her what he figured out about her connection to the universe? She needs to know that.
My one question from season 1 never got answered and I’m kind of upset about that. Why did the elevator stop on the 18th floor? No one pushed the button!
Ok, so the gay prince and his gay farmer boyfriend were adorable.
Suzie has issues. So many issues.
“Who could possibly stop him?” “Farah.” “Farah. “Farah, of course, I knew it as soon as I said it.” I’m paraphrasing, but this line was all kinds of gold.
Tina was great. Hobbs was great. They both kind of suck at being cops, but they’re such great cops.
I am super concerned about Friedkin and where he ended up. Like, not for his safety, although it was nice of him to do the right thing for once, but just the general ramifications of him being where he is.
Todd has grown so much as a person and I’m so proud of him.
So has Farah, I feel like she’s a slightly less anxious ball of anxiousness now. And maybe has some confidence in how badass she is?
Amanda. A m a n d a. Girl.
Dirk made his own world with his own family and I am so proud of him!!!
“Cases solved with arguable efficiency.” Yes. Yes they are. But they are all solved with the exception of the 18th floor button case.
I love the switch from SciFi to Fantasy, that was a great genre hop.
summary: you want her, you need her, and I’ll never be her. warnings: swearing, angst, injury word count: 1359
“Take off your shirt.”
“I said take off your shirt.”
The nerve of this man, to barge into your room, without so much as a knock, mind you, and tell you to take off your clothes. The hell does he think he is?
“Need I remind you that you have a girlfriend, Barnes?”
Bucky strides over to you and grips your arm. Despite the chill of the metal, his touch burns like a match against your skin, and you try to pull away, but his grip is firm. His jaw is clenched, and his stare is cold.
“Listen, Y/N, neither of us want to be here,” (Ouch), “but everyone else is on a mission and Bruce told me to make sure your bandages are changed so do me a favour, darlin’, and take off your fuckin’ shirt.”
His piercing gaze makes you shiver, or maybe it’s the fact that he’s standing so fucking close to you, and all you have to do is lean in a couple inches and then your lips would be on his and–
“I swear to god if you’re just goin’ to stand there then you can change ‘em yourself.”
You snap out of it and take a couple steps back. The back of your knees hit the edge of your bed and you take a seat, then peel your shirt off, taking care to not aggravate your shoulder injury. Bucky watches you, arms crossed, his weight placed lazily on one leg.
You look up at him. “Now who’s just standing there?”
He rolls his eyes and walks over, kneeling in front of you. Once again, he’s so close. So close that you can breathe his scent: aftershave and detergent and–
And his girlfriend’s perfume. You swallow, throat tightening and chest hurting with a pang of jealousy. You’re being stupid, irrational, and you damn well know it, but fuck, it just– it hurts. A lot.
Bucky’s fingers work painfully slowly, peeling away the bandage wrapped around your midsection. Every now and then his fingers brush against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. His breath is hot against your skin. You close your eyes, feeling your own breathing becoming shallower and shallower. You shouldn’t be feeling the things you do – he has a girlfriend, for fuck’s sake.
It’s been three weeks since the last mission. Bucky’s been avoiding you, and you can’t understand if it’s because of what he thought what your reckless plan to save his ass or because of what you’d whispered to him before passing out. Either way, above anything, you’re relishing the time he’s spending with you, however forced and guilt-riddled it may be.
He’s removed the bandage now, and he lets it fall away. Then the tips of his fingers brush your bare skin, just barely making contact. It’s a feather light touch, and you shudder. He feels around your injury, and then slowly his thumb skims across your stitches, and then–
“Fuck, Barnes!” He draws his hand back quickly from where his fingers slipped and poked your final stitch. You clench your fists, breathing in and out heavily. “Watch what you’re doing.”
“Shit. Shit, sorry.” He rubs his knuckles with his metal hand, draws in a breath, and reaches for the clean bandages. He works quickly after that. There’s a change in his demeanour; he’s tense again, shoulders pulled back and a frown on his face as his finishes bandaging your midsection and moves onto your shoulder.
It’s quiet after that and he’s careful not to touch your skin at all. He finishes in record time and when he’s done he hands you painkillers (“You couldn’t have given them to me before?”), rolls his eyes, and turns to leave to room.
He’s almost at the door when you speak up, “Hey, Barnes?” He stops, but doesn’t turn around to look at you. “Thanks.” His hand hesitates on for a fraction of a second around the doorknob, then he pulls open the door and leaves your room without a word.
“BARNES!” You’re storming through his bedroom door, not bothering to knock, and fuck, you’re pissed off.
He appears from behind the bathroom door, a towel wrapped around his hip, and wet hair dripping onto his chest. “What?”
You pay no regard to his appearance and barrel towards him until your finger is prodding him in the chest and you’re glaring up at him. (Damn him, for being so tall). “You told Steve to let me off this mission.”
You draw in an angry breath. “Don’t play dumb with me Barnes. You told Steve that I wasn’t fit for the mission.”
He shrugs. “Yeah, I did.”
Your hands grab him at the shoulders and shove him backwards. (He barely moves). “How fucking dare you.”
Then his hands are on your shoulders and he’s pushing you backwards until your back meets the wall and then his hands are on either side of you, trapping you. “Don’t touch me, doll.”
“I told you not to call me that.” You’re shoving his chest but he doesn’t move an inch. “You have no right– no right! – to make decisions on my behalf.”
He leans in closer. “In case you haven’t noticed, darlin’,” (You hate the way he calls you darling), “you’re injured.”
“You got shot a month ago. I ain’t goin’ to let you compromise another mission.”
You drop your hands in disbelief. Compromise? Compromise? How fucking dare he. “In case you haven’t noticed, Barnes, I saved your fucking ass last time.” You’re yelling now.
“And I didn’t fuckin’ ask you to.”
Unbelievable. “Fine then. I’m so damn sorry for saving your goddamn life. How stupid of me to think about someone other than my own damn self.”
Bucky clenches his jaw. “You’re not goin’ on the mission.”
You close your eyes. “You don’t control me.”
“Steve’s already said you ain’t goin’. You’re a liability on the field with your two bullet wounds and the last thing we need–“
You kiss him. Your hands are placed lightly on his shoulders and your mouth moves and he–
He doesn’t respond. He’s as still as a statue.
Fuck, Fuck, you’ve fucked up.
You pull away, eyes wide and heart hammering against your rib cage. “I – I shouldn’t have done that. Shit. Shit.” Your gaze drops to the floor. “I should go.” You nod once, “Yeah. Yeah, I should go.” And then you’re moving to push your way past him, but his hands find your arms and then they’re pushing you back against the wall and then his fingers touch your cheeks and then his lips are on yours. His lips are on yours.
They’re soft. Softer than you’ve imagined they would be, and the revelation alone drowns out the voice at the back of your mind telling you just how wrong this is.
You kiss him back, matching the hunger behind his lips as your fingers tangle themselves in his wet locks. His hands travel from your face, down your neck, brushing the sides of your arms before the settles on the curve of your hips. Then his lips move from yours to your jaw, and then further down to your collarbone, and your breathing becomes laboured and he’s kissing the joint between your shoulder and neck and this is all you’ve ever wanted and–
He pulls away and your eyes shoot open. His own eyes are wide and his breathing heavy, chest falling up and down so fast. Your brows knit in confusion as he steps away from you.
“You should go.” His voice is barely above a whisper; you’re straining to hear him. “You should go.” He says it more firmly this time, as if reassuring himself and not you.
“What? You can’t just–”
His hand grabs your arm and pushes you towards the door. “You need to leave.” And then he’s pushing you out of the door and slamming the door shut behind you.
You’re staring at the white door in disbelief, chest tightening with an ache more intense than you’ve ever felt before and throat constricting and eyes burning.
Fuck you, Bucky Barnes. Fuck you.
A/N: There will be a part 4, but I am a bit busy for the next few days, so it probably won’t be out for a while. Thank you so much for the response to this series!
I recently saw a post talking about how Murdoc's name was on 2D's necklace in one of the new drawings. Since this was coming from a 2doc account, I wasn't sure if it was legit. The post had a link to the pic in HD and yep, it was there but I still wasn't too sure that it wasn't edited or somethin. I found the same picture on the internet and since the quality wasn't high, I couldn't read exactly what it said but it def had a word on it. What do you think???
So I went to check the official site and there it was! If you zoom in, Murdoc’s name is there. Holy shit lmao. THAT BEING SAID, for the sake of playing devil’s advocate, there are a lot of instances where the band shares clothes…but still. They all need to chill lmao.
What are some cute/angsty head cannons you have for the horrortale bros (and some nsfw if you can).
Horrortale is my shit, but I’m sure you guys have realized that by now.
Also, it’s 2 AM. I need sleep.
I kinda wannna write a one-shot with Horrortale Sans x Reader, but I should be working on m i n e. Ugh.
- Self conscious af
- Touching skin keeps him grounded, makes him feel safe.
- Most possessive skele in my opinion
- Will go full Yandere if he has to
- Actually has no chill
- Likes being touched, makes him feel real
- Just never touch the crack on his skull. He’ll pull away and become distant from at least 2 hours.
- If he wakes up and his S/O isn’t in the bed, he might have a panic attack because he doesn’t know where they are.
- Actually a giant baby and wants to be loved.
- Is afraid of relationships at first because he’s unstable and is afraid his partner will get scared and leave him.
- If you try to leave him he will kill you and feed you to Papyrus. Just don’t.
- If he is in a relationship, he’s touching you as often as he can, and not just sexually, he just really enjoys physical contact.
- Bites and marks for days.
- Can’t have sex without marking his S/O
- If he gets to rough and starts to lose himself, pull at his eye sockets. The sensation is grounding. He’ll come back to you.
- Likes hair. It feels good between his phelanges.
- Okay he’s a huge Dom.
- Isn’t afraid to be rough, he doesn’t care if you’re sore, he’ll take care of your bruises later. It’s not like it’s gonna kill you.
- Cuddle monster. Especially after sex, you can’t get out of it.
- It doesn’t matter who’s around, if he wants to touch you he will, but he’ll stay appropriate.
- Clingy. Won’t let anybody touch you.
- Is terrified that you’ll be scared of him. He doesn’t want that at all. He just wants to protect and love you.
- I have so many just take these for now
- Will pick up his S/O and carry them around like a teddy bear.
- Sleeps with an actually teddy bear, but swaps it out when his S/O arrives.
- G e n t l e s e x
- Tries not to bite unless he’s in heat, which in that case he can’t help it.
- Loves hair. Wishes he had it himself, and he’ll constantly stroke yours.
- He’s a switch. He’ll be a Dom or a Sub, all up to you.
- Is afraid that one day you’ll realize he’s disgusting and you’ll leave him.
- If you leave him, he’ll cry and be crushed, which will lead to Sans ending your motherfucking lifu
- Has average self confidence. He just hates what he’s become. What the underground has become.
- To much contact can cause him to be antsy. Don’t get him wrong, he loves affection, it’s just to much can become overwhelming and give him a panic attack.
- Will test you with puzzles before he’ll be your boyfriend.
- Better be on Sans good side because Paps won’t date you if Sans doesn’t approve.
Whenever I see FR announcing a planned downtime part of me is like !!! new breed? !!! coli update?? new gene?? !!! before I remind myself to chill
The dumb child part of my brain jumps to NEW BREED because A: they said they’d never do a breed as part of a live update so planned downtime is the only release point that makes sense and B: they’re quite behind on releasing new breeds now that bogs are 2 years old
but it could also be background updates that are important and need time to be input but don’t really offer new content
S.Coups: DJ (that was actually just our geography teacher so the school could be sure the music would be pretty pg-13) who legit only played top hits of 2010 along with the occasional drake song and also the running man challenge but turned off lil Jon’s get low half way through because “if you guys scream every curse word, doesn’t that defeat the purpose of the edited version?” But he let us have 679 by Fetty tho so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Jeonghan: Good friend I got ready with, who even though she looked much more fancy than most in our group with a gold wrap and the most amazing dress I’d ever seen was also the first to suggest that we go to McDonald’s when the wait was too long at our first choice of restaurant. Kept about 10 mcnuggets in her clutch the whole night.
Joshua: My best friend’s boyfriend who, as the only sober one in the squad at the after party, lowkey became the mom friend who switched everyone to water after midnight hit, listened to everyone’s weird rants, but still hyped us up so he could get funny stories for black mail.
Jun: Penis confetti guy. Every year no matter what for about the past 5 years someone leaves tiny penis shaped confetti all over the dance floor. Whoever does it is a closer kept secret than the illuminati so they never get caught, but it’s common knowledge and now tradition that every year the task of getting the confetti and dropping it on the floor so everyone leaves with tiny dicks stuck to their feet is passed down to one lucky, anonymous senior every year. This year they really outdid themselves and got them in silver and blue to match the Winter Wonderland theme.
Hoshi: Cute guy that started three dance circles and two conga lines but also spent the rest of the time at the dance at the snack table seeing how many cookies he could fit in his mouth.
Mingyu: Guy that was seen with so many girls that no one knew who his date was, since judging from pics and time spent with each, it could have been at least 10 different people.
Wonwoo: The guy with at least 10 dates’ best friend who was the exact opposite and stuck with one girl just standing in one corner of the dance floor, but did get hella turnt at the neighborhood after party – and I know bc I legit watched him throwing back fireball like water while singing along word for word to Bad Girls Do It Well (not judging tho, that’s a bop)
Woozi: Tiny girl in the prettiest, poofiest dress who I only just met that night and thought was the most innocent cutie until at the party I accidentally put way too much vodka in a mix drink I was making her and went to pour it out but??? She? Drank? The? Entire? Cup? In? One? Clean? Chug? And smiled the sweetest dimply smile at me and walked away completely unfazed. Basically an actual Bambi eyed legend, I’m still shook.
DK: Football player that took such a hard hit at the game the night before that even though they decided he was okay that night, woke up with a major headache the next day and for a good hour didn’t only didn’t remember who his date was, but also that homecoming was even that day at all. He eventually remembered and got the okay to go after planning to get checked for a concussion the next day. Got super hype at the dance and the party, and whether it was due to just being super pumped or a little hopped up on pain killers is still debatable.
The8: Super chill and funny guy from another school that one of my friends took as a date. He came in a polka dot bow tie and suspenders and was so gentle and sweet to her, but later I found out that the reason we got security for the dance this year is because when the school found out he was coming they thought they needed back up since though he’s never started a fist fight at his own school…he’s finished many.
Seungkwan: Class VP who is usually super chill. but was a total over dramatic ham and slow danced with me all the time just bc I was one of the only people that would screech power ballads with him.
Vernon: The date I shared with my best friend (he’s our closest guy friend and 1. We were all going to go stag but decided to go as a group bc squad and 2. It was coincidentally also his birthday so giving him two dates was our gift) who was such a master of the aux cord on the drive back that we decided to take back roads home so we could jam. As the host of the afterparty, he was late to his own birthday bash because we were doing terrible car karaoke.
Dino: Guy in most of my classes who I usually don’t get along with but we bonded so much through talking shit about couples making out on the dance floor that we decided to meet up at Panera next weekend to spill tea about homecoming drama over pasta.
im entering into my junior year soon. a lot has changed both physically and mentally since 2 years ago. some of this stuff i didnt figure out until recently. maybe it will help some of you too.
figure out how to study. i know youve never done it before and that you don think youll need it, but you will. honors courses are hard, no matter how chill the teacher is.
those latin root word quizzes you take in english are stupid and probably not super necessary. but you have them every week so its important to get a good grade on them. as long as you do a few flashcards the night before and on the way to the class, youll be okay.
sometimes you have shitty teachers that dont teach you the material on the test or sometimes dont even teach at all. you have older friends who will help you and you also have the internet. there is no reason not to know something when the world is at your fingertips.
yes, this town is shitty. but that doesnt mean every single person is. branch out. that shitty friend who hates you is not your only option.
mom doesnt care if youre bi. she also doesnt care if you cut your hair short. live in the moment and do what makes you happy. hair grows out.
be braver. speak up in class more. take the lead in group projects. youre smart and you know what youre doing.
yes, college is important. but youre so, so young. you dont have to know it all right now.
dont worry so much.
people will come and go. be thankful for those who are constant. they are important.
spend more time with the family you like. they miss you and care for you.
spend less time with the family you dont like. theyre bad for your mental health.
dating is weird. thats okay. dont force yourself to date.
do the laundry without complaining. moms stressed out a lot.
walk the dog sometimes. shes getting old and just wants your love.
clean your room, it probably needs it.
theres always something that needs organizing.
spend more time with friends. its okay to take a break from panicking and stressing to go see a movie or hang out at the mall.
stop biting your nails. they look prettier when you grow them out and paint them. youll love it.
be nice to the new kids. they need it.
start learning how to cook basic meals. scrambled eggs and that one pasta dish you like are the best place to start.
start buying tofu. it tastes great and now you dont have to eat that meat you hate the taste of. plus, you can learn more simple things to cook it with.
take pride in what you love. dont apologize for having a passion or a hobby.
be nice to your teachers. not many other people are and theyre human beings too.
dance your heart out at homecoming. no one cares if you look like an idiot. have fun.
its okay to go to homecoming alone. dont force yourself to go with people you dont like just because no one else invited you.
buy quality pens. it’ll change your life.
stop worrying sbout what others think of you. youll leave this town sooner or later.
call your brother. ask how hes doing. you miss each other even if youre both too stubborn to admit it.
buy a heating blanket and that big fluffy white down blanket. theyre the only blankets youll need.