We did One Punch May?
A fitness challenge where you do 100 pushups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups, and 10k (km or steps) per day.
(Based on the hilarious manga/anime One Punch Man–this is his daily ritual that makes him a superhero)
For the skam question thing, everything that ends in 3 :)
3. What are 3 songs you think fit skam perfectly?
okay so for s1: bonfire heart by james blunt
s2: just a fool by christina aguilera
s3: in my veins by andrew belle
13. What do you think about the music used in skam?
i adore it. whoever picks the music is doing an amazing job and i want to give them lots of hugs. theyre doing gods work.
23. What scene means the most to you and why?
as someone whos mentally ill probably the oh helga natt scene. it was just really really really important for me to see isak accepting and supporting even and making him understand that he wouldnt back away just because things are hard. idk it meant a lot to me.
33. Who do you like most?
i love noora with my whole entire heart shes strong and independent and kind and i love her
43. What is your most favorite kissing scene?
im a hoe for the kiss in the last scene of s3 because it was so domestic and happy and makes my heart happy
53. What do you think is most important about the friendship of the squad?
the boys squad: i love that they all supported isak 100% when he came out like….that is so important.
the girls squad: the fact that theyre so so so there for each other. like taking noora to the doctor when she thought she may have been raped….it was so important. everyone deserves a squad like the girl squad.
63. Would you want to live at Kollektivet? Why?
maybe. i love eskild and linn but i wouldnt do well with them eating all of my food. thats a no no.
73. What is your favorite fanfic or headcanon & why?
im a huge fan of any headcanon involving the girl squad + supporting each other.
you had been pacing your bedroom floor, the bottom of your sandals clacking against the hardwood as you rung your hands out of nervousness. you hated first dates.. and this was the reason why
you hated finding something to wear and hoping that it wasn’t too casual or too much. you hated wondering about the conversations, or lack thereof. you hated picturing the entire thing going down, and wondering what was going to happen when you left the house. you hated the awkwardness, you hated the nerves and the butterflies, and just first dates in general
but chris.. chris had pulled something out of his pocket right off the bat. after he politely rang the door bell, you were jogging down the stairs and to the front door, where you opened it to reveal him standing out the outside
he was wearing a pair of white shorts and a fitting grey tee. okay, good… he went casual too. that gave you a lot of relief immediately
but you noticed he was holding onto two bouquets of flowers. dropping your hand from the door handle, you looked back up at chris with a raised brow. “are those both for me?”
“no,” chris breathed out with a chuckle before you pulled the door back wider and he stepped in. “these are for you..” he trailed off, handing you a beautiful bouquet of orchids that he had in one hand. when he looked up from you, eyes scanning the open foyer for just a second, chris seen your mum walking from the kitchen. they met eyes and he spoke up again, “and these, are for you.” he said before taking a large step over, holding out his arms and shoving a vase of sunflowers towards your mum.
you felt your heart swell in your chest as you smiled, looking at your mum’s face to see the biggest smile and wide eyes possible. “christopher..” she trailed off, running her finger tips over the flowers. “you did not have to do that.”
she turned and looked at you, and you took a step over to show her the orchids in your hands. you noticed the flowers between you and your mum, and the thought that went into it- the day that you and chris met at the festival, you had an orchid tucked behind your ear. and he took note of the flower pots and standing sunflowers around the entrance of your house, in which he related back to your mum
feeling a hand on your elbow, you turned your head to look at your mum. she looked down at you with a smile before leaning down, “he’s a keeper.”
Who would have thought that so many girls would be looked at negatively for wearing makeup to the gym. People always seem to have snarky remarks about the girls who walk into the gym with a full face of makeup on.
I was one of these girls for years. I would wake up every morning and put on a full face of makeup, go to school, and then go right to the gym. It wasn’t that I was getting all dolled up just to go sweat it off, but some people believed that that’s exactly what I was doing.
And so what if I had? Did I become incapable of building muscle because I had glitter on my eyelids? Was I now incapable of burning calories because I had blush on my cheeks? Was I now there to simply get the attention of guys instead of work on my self esteem because I had eyeliner winged across my eyes?
I was treated so poorly by a group of guys that came at the same time as me that year. Because of these boys I actually stopped going to the gym altogether because they made me feel so uncomfortable. Do I think they treated me poorly fully because I was wearing makeup? No, of course not. But I noticed a difference on the days that I didn’t wear any makeup.
On days that I wore makeup to the gym I was constantly talked to. They would come stand at my treadmill and not leave me be despite my one word answers. They would watch me from across the room. If I went upstairs into a small room with spin bikes, some would follow and just stand there. One time I was trying to leave and the group of them blocked my way saying I did not get to leave unless I gave a certain one a kiss. It was a nightmare.
On the days that I didn’t wear makeup things were a bit better. Only a couple of them would talk to me, they wouldn’t look over at me as much and I’d be left alone when I went upstairs. It was almost as if they realized on those days that I was there to work on myself and not to flirt with them. It was almost as if I became a person those days, instead of just an object they wanted to fuck.
So please, from my experience of borderline harassment, just remember that the girls wearing makeup at the gym are the exact same as the girls there with naked faces. All they want is to be left alone.
so Katie McGrath is a giant geek, reads tons of books, studied history aka she’s a nerd, listens to rock music, likes weapons and knows how to use a sword… and (most importantly) I just learned she’s naturally a blonde.
I might just have to marry her at this point I have no choice
Can we have a whole episode with Supergirl and Lena collaborating to defeat a threat of some sort? Like, just them? Picture this: they get separated from the others and have to figure out how to defeat this threat, and in the meanwhile they bond over the fact that they both come from a shitty family, they are both trying to write their own story and they both aim to be good and help people. Obviously they win in a very smart, badass way, then get reunited to the rest of the folks, but from that point on they know they absolutely got each other’s back.
I’m asking politely, but seriously,let me fuckinghave this. … Please.