the spot gym

Originally posted by ms-its-been-real

Originally posted by deryhana

Requested by the Anon whose request didn’t show up in my askbox. I’m really sorry that some of your requests aren’t showing, but I’m pretty sure they’re there, the counter shows way more messages than the displayed ones.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and thanks for the request (:

“Why does it have to be me accompanying you? Couldn’t you have picked someone else?” Stiles whined while you held his upper arm with excitement for tonight’s basketball game.

“Oh, shush!” You squeezed his upper arm slightly, your eyes looking up at him with a scowl. “Just because you love lacrosse doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy other sports too. Besides, we’re here to cheer for Derek. It’s been tough for him lately, and basketball seems to make him feel better.” You finally entered the gym, spotting the rest of the pack with two saved stands for you and Stiles. “Oh, and I did invite the rest of the pack.”

You greeted your friends when you sat in your seat and looked at the time on your phone, the game should start in a couple of minutes. Derek was with his team on the court, giving you a small smile that made your hear flutter and your cheeks become rosy. You turned to Stiles and sighed nervously. “I know I said we’re here for Der, but I have no idea how basketball works.”

Stiles stared at you blankly for a moment, before raising his right eyebrow and lowering just as quickly. “Okay, it’s quite simple: you take the ball and try to make a basket.” Your forehead wrinkled at his words, but then he explained it better. “The game begins with one player from either team at center court. A referee will toss the ball up between the two. The player that gets his hands on the ball will tip it to a teammate. This is called a tip-off.”

Derek was preparing with his team to start the game and stood at center court, ready to tip-off, but his gaze turned to you talking with Stiles. You were feeling hot with your jacket on and you hair down, so you removed it while Stiles was still explaining the rules of the game, Derek’s cheeks heating up as he saw you wearing a tight tank top.

“Focus, Hale!” Yelled his coach when he noticed his best player being distracted.

“Okay, so Derek is a center.” You said while pulling back your hair and tying it tightly in a high ponytail, feeling relieved that fresh air was cooling the skin around your neck.

“What the hell, Hale?!” The coach yelled again, angrily, when Derek didn’t tip-off the ball first.

The way your fingers were combing through your locks, pulling up loose strands and the ponytail swaying to the sides… These simple movement gave Derek goosebumps, his eyes entirely captivated by you, making him feel as if everything around him was in slow-motion, but it wasn’t, and he snapped out of his trance when he head his coach whistle at him, shouting for him to start playing instead of slacking off on the court.

Scott smirked and turned to you. “Guess, you make him nervous.”

“What- What do you mean?” You questioned, only to turn your head to Derek and him quickly moving to play the game, but his eyes would find you from time to time.

His team would win this game, and Derek was going to win for you.


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I Love You Baby

Anonymous Asked: Hey I hope you’re doing okay, I have an imagine pls if you could get round to it, it would make my year! I was thinking of you could do Bucky x reader getting to know some modern movies and watching 10 things I hate about you and then later down the line professing his love for them like in the can’t take my eyes off of you scene with all the avengers keeping the reader away until the moment and maybe joining in?? Sorry it’s so long I just love the scene and think it’s so Bucky! Good luck x

A/N: AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THAT MOVIEEEEEEEEEE. Okay, so I basically based it completely off of the scene but obviously made it more realistic to the Avengers universe and yeah. Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: fluff and cussing xx

Originally posted by in-perfectenschlag

Movie night was easily your favorite night with Bucky. Showing him modern films was always a joy, whether it be for his utter distaste for them or his fascination at far they’ve come visually in such a short amount of time. 

Today was one of your favorite movies, a true 90s classic and a rom-com that always left you in tears. 

“10 Things I Hate About You?” Bucky questioned, staring at the DVD case with his eyebrows raised. 

You nodded, crossing your legs on the couch and handing Bucky the bowl of popcorn. 

Bucky read the back of it quickly, “So this is like- a chick flick?” 

You threw your head back and giggled, “I guess, yeah. It’s cute though.” 

Bucky shrugged, leaning back into the couch and allowing you to cuddle into his side. 

You listened to Bucky’s soft chuckles as the movie went on, throwing his arms up in frustration at Joey’s plan to pay Patrick to date Kat, and watching intently with a smile on his face as Patrick sang to Kat on the football field. 

“Do you like the movie?” You asked towards the end.  

“Shush.” Bucky said, now leaned forward on his knees and listening to Kat’s poem. 

Soon enough, the movie ended and you sniffled as you heard the poem yet again. Bucky leaned back, “So he still gets the girl?” 

“Yes, because he fell in love with her and she with him.” You explained, putting the now empty bowl of popcorn on the table and turning on the lights. Now you could see Bucky’s facial expression a bit more clearly, seeing the pondering look across his face. 

You plopped down beside him, “Whatcha thinking about?” 

He broke out of his thought, “Nothing much.” 

Bucky and you hadn’t been dating long. A couple months at most, you weren’t really keeping track. With him, you just lived day to day without really over thinking anything. You were happy, of course, and you certainly missed him when he was gone. 

You enjoyed having him around. He asked you out not long after you joined the Avengers, and from there you two were practically joined at the hip. You went to bed that night with a smile on your face.

A couple days passed and you noticed Bucky had become slightly distant. You’d walk into the room and he’d walk out without so much as a glance your direction. You’d try to talk to him and he’d give you a nervous smile and walk away. 

“I think he wants to break up.” You said to Sam one night on the balcony, looking at the cars passing beneath you. 

“No, he doesn’t. Trust me. He’s just going through some stuff.” Sam said, scratching the back of his neck. 

“Why can’t he talk to me about it?” 

“You’ll find out soon enough.” 

At one point you walked in on everyone in the kitchen, whispering about something then stopping suddenly as they noticed your presence. 

“What’s going o-” your sentence was cut off by chairs scraping against the ground. 

“No time to talk, (Y/N). Gotta go train.” Bucky said, kissing your cheek and rushing out of the room. 

You went to follow him out but was stopped by Natasha and Wanda pulling you back into the kitchen. “Guys I-” 

“No, no. We’re going to go up to my room and, uh, you’re gonna help me pick out an outfit for a date I have tonight!” Natasha yelled, looking at Wanda nervously. You furrowed your brows, “Date?” 

“Yeah! For tonight. Come now, I don’t want to be late.” 

You felt them pulling you towards the stairs while your feet clumsily followed, still unsure about what was going on with Bucky. 

Steve and Sam avoided your eyes and stared down at the table as you passed, causing you to glare at them with your mind filling with unanswered questions. 

As you made it up to Natasha’s room, she threw open the closet and started pulling out various items of clothing that you hadn’t a clue she had. Wanda sat down on the bed, crossing her legs and leaning backward, “How about that cute blue one? With the open back?” 

Natasha shook her head, “No. It’s too bright. It’s look good on (Y/N), though.” 

“What do I have to do with anything?” You muttered, crossing your arms as Nat grabbed the dress they were talking about. You stared in disbelief as she handed you the dress with a smirk. 

“You don’t, but put it on anyway. For future reference.” Wanda said, her sentence thick with her accent. 

You threw your head back with a groan, slipping off your shirt and pants and putting on the dress. 

Natasha clapped with glee as you zipped up the lower back of the dress. “I thought you were the one with the date!” 

“This is more fun.” Natasha giggled, pulling you down and sitting you in front of the mirror. “Whoa! What’s with the make up?” You said loudly as she pulled out a dark brown liquid lipstick. 

“Shush. Let me work my magic.” 

Your mind was exploding as you puckered your lips and allowed Nat to apply lipstick. You didn’t know why you complied so easily, but the feeling in your gut told you to play along and maybe you’d find answers as to why Bucky was acting the way he was. 

Natasha quickly applied some mascara to your eyelashes and smiled brightly at you. “Will somebody please tell me what the fuck is going on?” 

When neither of the girls said a word, you stood up and promptly walked out of the room. You were confused as to why neither of them stopped you, but you furrowed your brows and walked down the stairs quickly. 

“Hey!” Steve stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking you up and down when he noticed your attire. “Wow- you look gorgeous.” 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m going to go talk to Bucky.” You said stiffly, feeling the bottom of the dress drag along the wooden floors with your feet. Steve ran quickly in front of you, “No!” 

You turned abruptly and allowed your eyes to turn to slits, “What?” 

“Do you know any recipes for banana bread?” Steve hands were out in front of him and his face turned into an awkward toothy smile.

“I’m gonna kill you.” You walked away and as you glanced back, you saw Steve pulling out his phone quickly and almost dropping it. 

You walked through the corridors of the building and towards the gym, the dress flowing behind you. 

Just as you rounded the corner to the gym, Tony stepped in your way. “Hey, how you doing babe?” 

“I’m attempting to find my boyfriend.” 

“I need help with something!” Tony said, blocking you with every step. 

“What? What could you possibly need that’s so important?” 

Tony’s foot tapped anxiously against the tile as he looked around the room. “Uhm…” 

You glared and crossed your arms over your chest. Tony gave a sheepish grin as he tapped his watch and allowed the hand from his suit to wrap around his flesh. “Does this look like it’s working alright to you?” 

Tony shot out from his hand, a ball of energy flying out from the circle and through the wall, leaving a perfect rounded shape with burnt edges. 

“Tony what the fuck?!” You said after you had ducked, staring at the wall. 

“Hm, I guess it works fine.” 

You stomped away angrily, wondering what exactly was up with everyone in the building. You spotted the gym doors and walked through quickly, noticing immediately the echos of your steps and the emptiness of the room. 

“Bucky?” You called out, furrowing your brows and spinning around to see he was gone. 

You sighed, rubbing your temples to get rid of your ache. You couldn’t wrap your head around what was happening with everyone, they all acted weird and you wanted answers. 

As if on cue, you heard a deep voice singing softly. “You’re just too good to be true.” 

Your head whipped around and you saw Bucky with a suit on and his, his hands holding a microphone and standing perfectly in the center of the room. “Can’t take my eyes off of you…” 

Your jaw dropped open as he continued to sing, his voice actually quite good and you hadn’t a clue he could actually sing. Images of the movie rushed through your head, a grin stretching across your face as you realized what he was doing. 

Wheels scratched against the floor and a chair swept you off of your feet that Steve and Sam pushed together. You laughed as the spun you around and the music picked up. 

“I love you baby!” Bucky rushed towards you, sliding on his knees and stopping at your feet. All of your attention was on him at this point, a smile across your face as you were completely oblivious to everything happening around you. 

The music continued to play as Bucky slid closer to you and finished singing, dropping the mic and taking your hands in his. 

“I love you.” Bucky said simply, his chest heaving and his forehead glistening. 

You looked around, seeing everyone standing nearby with sheepish grins on their faces. “Hey… you weren’t training.” You said, earning a laugh from everyone. 

Suddenly you were able to put everything together. The dress, the stalling, the distance from Bucky. You almost leaped out of your chair with joy as you realized that Bucky was saying that he loved you. He wasn’t going to leave you. 

Your heart bubbled with love as you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his shoulders and allowing a couple of tears to slip from your eyes. “You scared me, I thought you were going to leave me.” 

Bucky took your head in between his hands, “I can’t leave you because I love you.” 

You jumped forward again and pressed your lips hard against his, taking in his scent and loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. 

“I love you too.” 

Cheers erupted from everyone around you, causing a blush to grow on your cheeks but not caring as you had finally figured out what was going on with everyone. 

Bucky stood abruptly, causing you to look up at him with confusion before you lifted you bridal style off of the ground. A gasp fell from your lips as you felt nothing but his arms beneath you. “Thank you all for helping me set this up, but (Y/N) and I are off to celebrate. In private.” 

And with that, Bucky carried you out of the gym and towards the elevator, where his lips met yours once again. 

If you stay with me, I promise I will make every second count. If you stay with me, I will make you breakfast in bed, I will warm your towels before you get out of the shower, I will bake you your favorite desserts. If you stay with me, I will give you massages every night before bed, give you random kisses, and play your favorite video games with you all night long. If you stay with me I will listen to you talk about how horrible your day was after you come home from work, I will always come to the door to give you a hug and kiss hello, I will always be there for you. If you stay with me I will learn how to tie a tie so every Saturday morning I can tie yours up and give you a kiss, I will iron your shirts and make you chicken soup when your feeling sick. If you stay with me I will take you to places we’ve never been, show you parts of me that nobody has ever seen and seranade you with our favorite songs. If you stay with me I will take pictures of you constantly and put them on social media for the whole world to see. I will show you my favorite songs and listen to yours too. If you stay with me I will cuddle you tight on nights when your falling apart. I will spoil you and buy you the best brands you could imagine. I will hold your hand at every concert and music festival we go to. If you stay with me, I will spot you at the gym and scare off all the girls who walk by. I will talk about you with galaxies in my eyes. I will make all my friends jealous because of how amazing you are to me. If you stay with me I will make midnight runs to tacobell and rent a movie from a redbox machine on the nights you can’t fall asleep. I will light candles around the house and we will dance to slow music on our anniversary. If you stay with me I will book hotels along side the ocean for last minute rendezvous. I will chase you down the beach with a water gun and some water balloons. I will set up a bunch of blankets and pillows in the back of your truck so we can lay in there one night and stargaze. If you stay with me, I will find our favorite spot in the city to watch the sun go down. I will plan roadtrips to the mountains where we can snuggle and camp out by the bonfire. I will listen endlessly to you talk about all the things that make you happy. I will stare at you like you are made of gold. If you stay with me I will fill the house with helium balloons and your favorite things on your birthday. I will give you goodmorning and goodnight kisses. I will teach you how to smile through everything. If you stay with me I will calm your anger and kiss you hard when you’re upset about something. I will make you look in my eyes and tell you that we will get through this together. I will hug you untill I can put your heart back together. If you stay with me I will watch your basketball games and route for you from the side lines. I will practice with you and fill your water bottle for you. I will take you out for icecream after all your games and tell you how sexy you looked. If you stay with me I will prove to you that monster energy drinks actually taste like blended up green candies. I will take you through every little shop in the city so we can share all those memories. I will take you to unknown cafes and we will eat the craziest things. If you stay with me I will never go a day without telling you how much I love you. If you stay with me baby … I will make your wildest dreams come true.
—  She’s in love

I was chatting about Ford with friends today, and @snapback-gravity-falls​ mentioned a HC of hers that Ford started to exercise and actually take care of his body physically after Stan was kicked out, since he had to learn to defend himself from then on…

Soooo imagine Ford keeping up that exercise well into college and just… confusing the heck out of everyone there because here’s this guy they assume is simply a scrawny, all straight A’s nerd archetype. But then suddenly he’s spotted in the gym, and he’s pumping iron and doing box squats WHILE reviewing his biology notes and listen my new HC is that Ford multitasked in college and pushed towards those PhDs while getting buff

On The Ropes - Part 6

Reader is a cop that was shot in the line of duty. As part of her physical therapy, she picks up boxing at the local gym in town, On The Ropes, owned by two brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester.  She is drawn to the elder brother when Dean starts working with her on moving, coordination and finally hitting. Once they get in the ring, things don’t go as planned. Dean is just as taken with her as she is with him, but she thinks of herself as broken because of her job and injury. Can Dean make her see things differently?

Catch Up Now - On The Ropes masterlist

Word Count: 1498
Warnings: Hmm, Language, Dean shirtless…

Thanks to the ever amazing @just-another-busy-fangirl for being, well amazing, and @mamaredd123 for her help in pulling this out!


John Winchester had officially been charged with second-degree murder the day following his arrest.

Detective Redman was letting you ‘work’ the case with her. You were giving Dean the time and space he needed, so all the spare time you had was spent with her pouring over evidence at her home. Once or twice a week, you also picked up a pair of gloves and hit the gym, but it wasn’t the same without Dean; you just didn’t have the heart.

You sat at Dawn’s dining room table one night combing through the statements and forensic reports. Something wasn’t adding up. According to the coroner, the victim’s time of death, or TOD, was approximately 17:30, or 5:30 p.m., which matches the timeline that John had provided.

Nick’s statement was inconsistent with John’s timeline. Nick stated he picked up John up at four and dropped him off at Mary’s thirty minutes later. He also stated that he was nowhere near the vicinity at the time of death.

“Dawn! We need to pull traffic cam footage from near Mother Mary’s and the crime scene, as well as John’s apartment; this doesn’t add up,” you called to her as she carried a pizza to the table.

“I know what you are thinking, girl,” Dawn cautioned.

“No, you don’t. None of this adds up! The timeline’s are off. If we can prove one of them is lying, we can try to break one of them. And look at this,” you said excitedly as you pulled out the forensic report containing the fingerprints. “The pattern matches just like John said. And furthermore, the GSR report the lab ran did not find any trace on the passenger seat, only on the steering wheel, and Nick already admitted he was driving. So tell me, if John pulled the trigger, why isn’t there any GSR on the passenger door or the seatbelt?”

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Leon Draisaitl #4

Anonymous said:hi! I was wondering if you could write a leon draisaitl one about being shorter than him and being teased about it and something cute really, please? thank you!

A/N: sooo honestly i just got this idea of working out with leon for an imagine and since you sent in this request i just decided to throw it in somehow. sorry if it’s like not good enough or whatever haha :)) also sorry for saying chin up and pull up and not just picking one lol

Word Count: 1,406

Originally posted by mcdraii

Never again, like ever, were you letting Leon drag you to Rogers Place this early - to work out. Last night when you two were talking about it, you thought it’d be cute, but now you were on your back and sweating through your t-shirt. Definitely not cute, that’s for sure.

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Keep Your Eyes On Me

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Pairing:
 Buck Barnes x Reader
Request:
 So I saw a certain post on my dash and I thought it would make a great imagine and now I’m here! Could you please write a Bucky imagine where Y/N has to calm down Bucky from his PTSD, which is spiked, by the fireworks on the 4th of July? Love your writing 
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Hi lovely, I absolutely adore your writing you’re so talented. I just wanted to ask even though this might be a little cliché but could you write an imagine where the reader is also an avenger living in the avengers towers with the rest and the only one who can comfort and reassure Bucky when he has a nightmare? Thank you xxx 
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Hi lovely, I absolutely adore your writing and wanted to ask if you could write an imagine where the reader is an avenger and the team have recently rescued Bucky and try to help him overcome his fears with hydra and even small things like thunder and lightening set him off and the reader is the only one who’s able to calm him down and get him to relax? Thank you xoxoxo 
Warnings: Panic attack
Notes: Sorry for the delay on a lot of the requests but i had a really busy week, and am very busy next week aswell, things should pick up afterwards! Anyway enjoy!
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You knew tonight would be tough on a few members of your team, especially on the two ex soldiers. You had helped Steve a few times in the past during storms, when his PTSD would hit him particularly hard, however he never suffered from it terribly. Once you got him calmed down he could enjoy things like fireworks or thunder and lightning, he just needed to stay conscious of his surroundings. Bucky was a completely different story; you knew he suffered from nightmares, due to the fact that his room was just down the hall from yours, however Steve had always warned you to stay away from the ex Winter Soldier when he was having one of his fits. From what you could tell, from the noise, he seemed to become extremely violent and wouldn’t stop until he once again passed out from exhaustion; you guessed there would be a similar outcome if he did too suffer from PTSD.

 Anyway Tony was hosting another one of his huge parties, a belated 4th of July thing, since the Avengers got called out on a mission on the day in question, something about world domination, you know same old. The whole situation had you feeling very uneasy, you knew any one of you could calm Steve down if necessary, but of the members who had so far tried to calm down Bucky when he had one of the aforementioned fits, which was the majority of them, had all failed, with the situation often ending in injuries on both sides. You watched Bucky from across the room as he nervously tapped his foot on the wooden floor of the tower’s living room as Tony announced that the show was about to begin. You could see the worry in his eyes, he was just as concerned as you about what would happen to him once the noise started, however everyone else seemed completely oblivious to the panic that the two of you shared.

 As the first firework crackled along the skyline you saw the fear flash in his eyes as his fists clench at his sides. Immediately rushing over to the soldier you grabbed his arm and pulled the two of you out of the room. Hurrying to your room you gently nudged Bucky in and shut the door behind you. By the time you had turned back around he was curled up in a ball in the corner of your room, slowly rocking back and forth. You felt the tears spring to your eyes at the sight, he was such a strong man and to see him like this caused you such pain. Over time you had developed a strong bond with the soldier, with you both having similar situations with HYDRA. Rushing to his side you placed your hands on his cheeks and gently lifted his face up to look at yours. You could see the unshed tears gather in his grey-blue eyes and the look of utter pain that marred his expression. “Bucky… It’s me Y/N, I know you’re scared but you’re safe with me, I promise, I wont let anything hurt you.” You whispered placing your forehead against his. “Y/N?” He croaked looking into your E/C eyes. “Yes Buck it’s me.” You whispered with a small smile gracing your lips. “I need you to keep your eyes on me, okay?” You whispered, seeing him nod slightly in response you knew it wouldn’t be too long before the loud noise of the fireworks would cause him to relapse. Biting your lip you tried to think of a way to distract the soldier. Noticing his eyes flicker down to your lips you instantly got an idea.

 Placing your lips gently on his, you hoped that you could at least get Bucky thinking about something other than the continuing fireworks. He sat there for a few seconds rather stiffly, before relaxing into the kiss and landing his hands on your hips. Smiling into the kiss you leant back slightly to gage Bucky’s reaction, the look of fear had disappeared completely, replaced with that of gratitude for you managing to calm him down. As you both sat there, staring at each other in a slight daze from your kiss, Bucky made no move to remove his hands from your hips and you were quite content with them staying there. Standing up you offered him a hand and led him over to the bed. Laying down you patted the spot next to you, watching as he cautiously lay down next to you.

 Hours later Steve was roaming the halls of the tower, in a search for his best friend. He was slowly becoming more panicked as time went on, Bucky wasn’t in his room or any of his usual spots, like the gym or the entertainment room. Once again pacing up the hallway that led to yours and Bucky’s rooms he noticed that your door was slightly ajar. Deciding to check whether you had seen the soldier he pushed the door open, he never could have guessed what he would see behind the door. You were lying with your back to the door, with Bucky laying his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist. Steve could only smile at the view; he was glad his friend was okay and had found someone who could keep him calm. Steve couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his friend sleep so peacefully.

anonymous asked:

i'm now curious of everyone's workout routines (if they have any) in stepping stones. like does set do anything besides yoga? does atem do anything besides joining set? what does kaiba do exactly to be fit? and mahad? pls share some of your very merry thoughts abt this

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ok here we go (its long af)

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My long-winded take...

We did not get receipts, but we have gotten the next best thing, and it will suffice for me for now. Here are the little jigsaw puzzle pieces that fit so perfectly together. Magic? Coincidence? Or just that 98% chance that it is true?

1) Z’s first free weekend that we knew of. I talked about this a week ago saying how if they are a couple, she will take the first opportunity, which is this weekend, to go visit him before he starts getting into full 16-hr/day work mode. So, this weekend was just not ANY weekend.

2) Tom’s snap on Friday implying they were done working and the weekend was nigh. Everyone thought he was pretty much saying he is ready to enjoy the weekend, meaning he is free.

3) Ohh la la, what do we have here? Z snapped on a private plane on the day we said she would go visit him. She ran to the plane first thing after KC was done on Friday night. And when does she take private planes? For personal reasons (visiting family, visiting Trev on film set, etc). She also took one for her Daya clothing line pop up store openings but there has been no Daya related anything going on outside of LA lately. 

And if she went for a photoshoot, they would NOT pay for a long-ass private plane ride and she would not pay one for a photoshoot either. No matter who the shoot is for, the budget would never cover that. So, this was her taking the plane in the middle of the night for personal business. Also, Darnell travels with her EVERYWHERE, every time. My mutuals and I never thought she would visit Tom without Darnell in tow. If you do not get this, you don’t get how a celebrity PA life is like.

4) I have been following this girl for three months now. She is on twitter liking things first thing in the morning, regardless of if she is on KC set, on a photoshoot, etc, because at work she always gets time to kill. But now, we had her come on SM at 1:30 pm barely liking a tweet and disappearing again for hours. We had Tom liking only Marisa’s pic and not doing anything else. NO SNAPS from Z, which is her MO whenever she is with Tom.

Remember, if there wasn’t a pap chasing them, we would not have gotten her snapchat that day. But my mutuals and I KNEW she was with him that day, as it was his last day in LA, and voila, we were right. Sometimes if a pattern is established, you ignoring it is like ignoring a big road sign in front of you and you still wondering where the signs are.

5) Haz being spotted alone at the gym. But the kicker was not that, but that he said “Tom was up North training”…Hmm, if it was gym/boxing training, he would have done it in Montreal like he has so far. If it was any other training and he needed to go “north”, his PA would tag along. Haz has only been completely alone abroad when Tom and Z hang together. Otherwise he is glued to Tom’s hip, as he has been with all the other training they have done (horseback riding, dog training, etc). Also, what happened to Tom’s “hard work is done; the weekend is nigh” sentiment if he was gonna work on the weekend as well?

6) Sunday comes and we get Haz’s tweet that they are moving to a house.

7) Very few SM activity from Tom and Z on Sunday, the way it was Saturday. But no Snap from Z still during the day. Then in the evening when it is time for her to hit the road again, we have a snap from her from an airport runway. I linked you to the other plane’s activity. It arrived from Denver to LAR airport in Wyoming noon yesterday, which means they were at Wyoming, and it was a refueling stop, because what else would she do in the middle of fucking nowhere? (No disrespect to those who actually live there, lol). And it looked like they were killing time, goofing around while the plane was being taken care of.

8) Again around the time at night, we get a snap from Haz. Lookie here, they are in their house, and Tom is back “from North”. And we get more snaps from  Z in a good mood with some love songs playing.

The NORTH thing is MAJOR suspect. Open your eyes, if you think otherwise. Her flying right after work on Friday and going back at night on Sunday makes it  so convenient for him to also allegedly disappear to “North” for the weekend.

All the clues fit too perfectly.  And remember: