yoga in the bathroom

50 Things To Do Between Your Study Sessions

1. Go for a walk
2. Get some snacks
3. Do some cleaning
4. Text someone you haven’t talked to in a long time
5. Call your parents/siblings
6. Get a coffee/tea
7. Read/watch news
8. Short dancing session
9. Draw random sketches
10. Work in your bullet journal
11. Plan out the next meal
12. Do yoga
13. Go to the bathroom
14. Watch one episode of your favorite TV show
15. Take a 20 minutes nap
16. Plan out the next day
17. Call a friend
18. Stretch a little
19. Go on tumblr
20. Watch YouTube videos
21. Make some funny snapchat pics and send it to your friends
22. Read some quotes
23. Write a blog post
24. Go grocary shopping
25. Water your plants
26. Write down 10 positive facts about you
27. Reflect on your week
28. “I’m grateful for…”
29. Post an instagram picture
30. Clean up your desk
31. Write a letter to a friend/family
32. Listen to audiobooks
33. Cook something delicious
34. Play a game
35. Make a new profile picture
36. Set the alarm for the next day
37. Fill out your habit tracker
38. Make a smoothy
39. Write a short story
40. Go jogging
41. Catch uo with your favorite blogs
42. Fine an outfit for the next day
43. Take a shower
44. Read
45. Look over old letters or photos
46. Reorganize you supplies
47. Make some new room decoration
48. Listen to music
49. Sing
50. Lay on your bed and daydream

Overwatch Headcanon:

Being a celebrity, D.Va has a whole bunch of endorsements and products and stuff with her face on it, but since she doesn’t want her fans to get screwed over, she insists on approving the products herself. So like, her manager will send her a box of new merchandise that’s going to have her face on it and stuff, and D.Va will call her manager, tell them what she does and doesn’t like, and technically she’s supposed to send the merch back but she doesn’t bother or she keeps using the products herself so the result is her apartment is filled with all of these products with her own damn face on them. Like she will answer the door in a shirt with her own face on it, welcome her guests in, turn around and it turns out her yoga pants have “D.Va” printed on the butt, they go in the bathroom and she’s on all of her own shampoo and hair product bottles. and she’s so used to seeing her own face and logo everywhere that it doesn’t even faze her. She even has a few bootleg D.Va items that her manager sent her like “Can you believe this garbage?!”

Hana: If you need to crash here I can get my couch set up for you.

Guest: ah.. do you have any extra pillows?

Hana:  *tosses her guest a Dakimakura of herself*

Welcome to the Cabin: Josh Washington x Reader

Josh let out an excited sigh as you emerged from the bathroom, hair wet, in a pair of yoga shorts and a sports bra.

“Where’s the rest of that?” He asked as you shook your wet hair back, behind your shoulders, and crawled over his side of the bed.

“Why?” You asked as you covered your stomach to hide the scar vertical to your abdomen, “Is it off-putting?”

He leaned up from bed and smiled, “No, it’s hot. Almost…drool-worthy.” You smile and scoffed, “Stop it, the guys can probably hear you.”

Josh grabbed at your waist and rubbed his face against your stomach, “So let them.”

You and Josh invited all of his friends up to his parent’s winter cabin. You’d never met any of them before and, as the obvious outsider, you resided upstairs rather than get acquainted. Sure, it was bratty thing to do but since Josh had never told any of his friends about you. Since the bath, all they heard was your relationship echoing through the vast cabin. So now, all there was left was the actual deed.

Josh ran his fingers over the vertical scar on your side and kissed it, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled as he wrapped his arms around your waist and sat you down on the bed.

               He ran his fingers through your hair and brought you into kiss.

“Hey guys!” Sam yelled from the staircase, “We were gonna make some popcorn and watch another movie. Do you want to join?”

You rolled your eyes then glared at Josh, “Your other girlfriend wants to spend time with you.”

“Well I want to spend time with this one.” Josh whispered as his lips turned up into a smile.

“Nice save.” You whispered as you planted your lips to Josh’s neck and took a nibble at his smooth, tan skin.

He gripped at your thighs as you made your mark on his neck, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m marking my territory.” You whispered as you took a lick up to his ear.

“Noted.” He smiled as he rolled you over onto your back.

“Guys?” Sam questioned as she made herway up the staircase.

“Sam, leave ‘em alone, they’re probably in the bone zone.” Chris added in a know-it-all tone.

“Ugh.” You groaned as you sat up slowly, “Do your friends ever stop cockblocking?”

“Only if they know that they can’t stop me.” Josh smirked as he managed to pull his boxers down to his knees, “They can’t stop me, those goddamn shorts already have me wanting seconds.”

You gasped in excitement, “Is it my birthday? I’m getting spoiled.”

“Mhmm.” He leaned in and locked lips with you as he worked you out of your shorts.

*I might make this a full thing since there’s some things that aren’t cleared up but I’ll figure it out*

IT’S HARDER THAN YOU THINK. NO USING GOOGLE. EVERY ANSWER MUST START WITH THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR MUSE’S NAME.

PLEASE REPOST, DON’T REBLOG.

Tagged by: @twincourts
Tagging: no one

• NAME. Yoshiki
• ANIMAL. Yak
• BOYS NAME. Yasuhiro
• GIRLS NAME. Yuuko
• COLOR. Yellow
• MOVIE. Young Guns
• SOMETHING YOU WEAR. Yoga pants
• DRINK. Yoo-Hoo
• FOOD. Yakimeshi
• SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM. Yukata
• PLACE. Yemen
• REASON FOR BEING LATE. Yelling

IT’S HARDER THAN YOU THINK. NO USING GOOGLE. EVERY ANSWER MUST START WITH THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR MUSE’S NAME.

PLEASE REPOST; DON’T REBLOG.

• NAME. Yuna
• ANIMAL. Yak
• BOYS NAME. Yuri
• GIRLS NAME. Yeeun 
• COLOR. Yellow
• MOVIE. You’re My Pet
• SOMETHING YOU WEAR. Y…Yoga pants!
• DRINK. Yakult
• FOOD. Yorkshire Pudding
• SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM.  Y…your stuff…
• PLACE.  Yeosu
• REASON FOR BEING LATE. Yelling at the person who mixed their recycling and garbage.

Tagged by: @latibulx & @signiferi (( thank you! )) 
Tagging: @leeveu @heavevie @jaewz @stilledsouls @wvrchild

Shit We’ve Said In Skype Calls Part One -- Starters

SPOKEN

  • What’s the plant version of a furry?
  • A planty?
  • Why would you purchase a home on Elm Street?
  • No, don’t fuck Hitler.
  • He’s got little backpeas!
  • WHAT THE FUCK IS GUCCI MANE?!
  • So just give them some Listerine and tell them to go fuck themselves!
  • Dorito facing downwards – sounds like a weird yoga move.
  • Does the hulk go to the bathroom?
  • If i’m gay and you’re gay, then who’s flying the plane?
  • _____, because he/she/they’re actually straight.
  • _____, did you steal fizzy lifting drinks?
  • Seriously, did you? You don’t want Mr. Wonka to get you!
  • YOUR LEGS ARE YOUR BAAAAAAALLLS!!
  • Fuckin… snart, man, am I right?
  • That sounds like a porn Hello Kitty knock off, Titty Kitty.
  • I’m gonna yiff Chuck E. Cheese!
  • How did you not know Africa was really big?
  • Aw, I feel bad, I just pooped on that old lady’s face.
  • If you keep eating those chips on camera, I’m gonna shove them up your ass!
  • I’ll yiff the fucking chicken nugget if I have to.
  • OH MY SHITSTAIN, IT’S CHEF BOYARDEE!

TEXT

  • [txt] what if instead nipples they were called nopples how fucked up would that be
  • [txt] dont meow at me you slut
  • [txt]  *bends over for _____* ring ring ; )) ) )
  • [txt] RING RING LETS FUCK
  • [txt] Netflix and chill more like Netflix and KIL;L AM I RFIGHT
  • [txt] *HOLDS UP BOOM BOX BLASTING “BABY COME BACK”*
  • [txt] Ag [txt] Ag [txt] FuCK
  • [txt] oh my hod [txt] giod [txt] GOD
  • [txt] we’re matching lesbians now, nice
  • [txt] _____ I AM NOT GOING TO EAT THE FUCKING WASHING MACHINE
  • [txt] _____ YOU HAVE TO EAT THE FUCKING WASHING MACHINE YOU HAVE TO TEACH IT WHO’S THE BOSS
  • [txt] what did I just fucking say you god damn walnut
  • [txt] FREAKADOID
  • [txt] deez snuts (snail nuts)
  • [txt] ass cheeks flapping at mach 5
  • [txt] very big, very chunky, a+
  • [txt] ( ͡   °     ͜    ʖ ͡  °)
Open Vivi Starter

Arthur’s gone to work, so she knows he won’t be back until far, far later in the day. At first, the day off is nice. She can relish in it, enjoy the silence and fill it with her own soft music. Florence and the machine soothes her mind as she finally sets herself to clean the bathroom, wearing a pair of bleached yoga pants, some tied ratty tee and tying up her long bangs into a simple kerchief over her forehead. She sets herself to scrubbing at the tiles and organizing the cupboard, cleaning out the corners of grit and dust. 

Inside is a strange basket she’s never seen. It’s a plain pink, and a glance at the blue and yellow baskets tell her it’s not their usual kits. Poking through it, there’s some lavender scented hair care, two bottles of expensive seeming shampoo and conditioner, some scrubs and nail care but… for the life of her Vivi can’t place where any of these things came from. Did… Arthur get a girlfriend? Without… telling her? 

Vivi grit her teeth and shoved the basket into the furthest corner of the cupboard, angrily stacking everything back inside before calming her head. He’d have told her. Arthur would never keep such a secret from her. He’s a slob! Vivi would have seen…. some evidence, somewhere. Wouldn’t she? Her head throbs a little, the smell… somehow familiar but it hurts too much to think anymore so she scraps her routine and heads to the kitchen for ice cream instead. 

Opening the freezer, she’s bobbing her head along to her song, peering around for her box of  Black Cherry ice cream and tugging it out. Something she hadn’t seen on top falls with a nasty crack and clatter to the floor and she’s peering down upon a bag of small, dark coloured pebbles. Huh? Vivi leans down, stretching her yoga pants to their maximum flex around her thick thighs before picking it up. Running her fingers over the objects, eventually she sees the pepper stems, and the red surface… beneath chocolate. 

No one in this apartment ate spicy things, what was this doing in there? Again anger settled in her chest, and Vivi threw the bag as hard as she could into the back of the freezer and slammed it shut. Fine! If Arthur was going to date some tall, blond bimbo and keep it to himself what was Vivi to do? Cry about the boy she lived with who didn’t care enough to tell her? She snarled angrily, grabbing her favourite ivy curled spoon and stomping off inter her room. 

Music playing still, she turns on her television and watches a re-run of Carrie on her screen, scooping her ice cream rapidly and kicking back. Her head felt like it was pounding with a coming migraine, but she no longer cared. Her feelings were muddled, she was lonely.