#Wall Pilates Challenge

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Wall Pilates Challenge: How Effective is Wall Pilates?

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christmas-themed workouts 🎄

3 minute train vs. dance by pamela reif

10 minute christmas dance workout by pamela reif

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10 minute pilates to christmas music by lidia mera

10 minute christmas cardio by blogilates

10 minute christmas dance workout by pamela reif

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10 minute christmas cardio dance by emkfit

10 minute christmas workout by monikafit

10 minute toned arms pilates to christmas music by lidia mera

12 minute christmas dance workout by pamela reif

14 minute christmas challenge by heather robertson

15 minute christmas dance party by madfit

15 minute christmas hiit by growingannanas

15 minute christmas wall pilates by jenna collins fitness

20 minute christmas dance party by emkfit

20 minute pilates by lidia mera

20 minute pilates to christmas music by lidia mera

20 minute michael buble christmas dance workout by emkfit

20 minute disney christmas dance workout by emkfit

20 minute tiktok christmas dance party by emkfit

20 minute christmas strength & cardio by caroline girvan

20 minute christmas hiit by nobadaddiction

20 minute christmas pilates by callie jardine gualy

25 minute christmas hiit workout by heather robertson

30 minute christmas hiit by growingannanas

30 minute christmas cardio by caroline girvan

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– secret's out | jessie fleming x reader

content: fluff, Kelli Hubly's post-pilates Instagram story

word count: 1.1K

Black? Navy? What about brown? No, black, for sure. Your eyes flick back and forth between the workout sets in front of you. The black set was the most comfortable, although it was a little boring. You were loving the brown set you bought, but any core work caused the waistband on your leggings to scrunch down your stomach. Your navy leggings were a bit snug, but you haven’t worn them in–

“Y/N, hurry up! We’re going to be late!” Kelli shouts through your door. Black, it is, you decide. You quickly get dressed, knowing your best friend wasn’t afraid to barge into your room even if you were only half-ready.

“We literally get to every class thirty minutes before it starts,” you counter, throwing your hair into a ponytail as you walk into the living room. Kelli had started taking you and some of the other Thorns to her pilates classes, and she insisted on getting to the studio way too early. Something about having the best reformer to pick, or whatever. 

Kelli, ignoring your remark, nods at your sports bra, “It’s chilly outside.”

Not wanting to get nagged for taking any longer to get out of the door, you grab the first sweatshirt you see and slip it on, a grey crewneck sitting on the armrest of your couch. Adequately dressed, you follow Kelli outside to her car. “Is Jessie coming?” she asks as she pulls out of your driveway.

You smile at the mention of your girlfriend, but shake your head. “She has a meeting with her publicist this morning.”

“Stop, your little smile,” Kelli gushes, “You’re so cute. You’re welcome, by the way.” 

A few years older, Kelli took you in as her pseudo-little sister when you got drafted to Portland in 2021. She was your first friend on the team, having been partnered with you for warm-up drills that preseason. Jessie had been assigned as Kelli’s away trip roommate this year, and after learning about your growing crush on your new teammate, she made it her mission to set the two of you up. 

“You’re never going to let go of the whole wingwoman thing, are you?” you groan, despite being grateful for your friend’s help. Initially, you had been so nervous around Jessie that you could barely form proper sentences around her. Early conversations were followed by plenty of ranting and face-palming to Kelli and Sam. After some motivation from the two, and Kelli planting a couple seeds in Jessie’s head, you mustered up the courage to ask her out. Well, it went more like you telling her “I want to go on a date with you,” then immediately walking away without actually asking the question. Luckily, Jessie found your lack of game and inability to flirt endearing rather than embarrassing, and you’ve been dating since June, about six months now. 

“You’ll be thanking me at your wedding,” Kelli teases.

The forty-five minute class went by fairly quickly, focusing mostly on arms and core work. It was a decently challenging class, and you could already feel your abdominal muscles getting sore. Kelli waves you over to the mirrored wall as you put your sweatshirt and shoes back on. “Picture time, Y/N/N!”

You slide yourself in front of Morgan, in between Sam and Mallie, posing for Kelli’s post-class mirror selfie. It’s become a tradition of sorts, especially now that you’ve gotten a pretty consistent group going together. “We’re so cute!” Kelli beams, uploading the picture to her Instagram story.

Jessie had gotten out of her meeting early, so she headed to your apartment, pulling into your parking lot as you were stepping out of the car. “Hi, darling,” she greets, planting a quick kiss on your temple, “Hey, Kelli.”

“Cute sweatshirt,” Jessie grins, pointing at where the Canada Soccer crest laid on the right side of your chest.

Kelli’s eyes follow her finger and go wide. “Oh my god!”

“What? What’s up?” your girlfriend knits her eyebrows in confusion, “You okay?”

“My story!” Kelli gasps, realization hitting you at the same time.

You frantically unlock your phone to pull up Instagram. Tapping on Kelli’s story, Jessie looks over your shoulder. Front and center was you, an American, a USWNT player, wearing a Canada Soccer sweatshirt. A Canada Soccer sweatshirt that belonged to the now only Canadian on the Thorns, your very private girlfriend. 

“Oh my god, I am SO sorry, I’ll delete it!” Kelli says, her fingers flying across her screen. 

“Fuck, I wasn’t even thinking,” you turn toward Jessie, scared of how she’d react. You had agreed to keep your relationship off of social media for now, wanting to keep to yourselves. “I’m sorry, Jess.”

“Why are you sorry?” Jessie frowns, looking at you, her eyes soft.

“I should’ve thought about what I was wearing before we took the picture,” you shake your head and stare down at your feet, “I’m so dumb, we’ve talked about keeping us private, and I messed up.”

“Hey, hey,” Jessie lifts your chin up with her finger, “You aren’t dumb, sweetheart. We were bound to slip up eventually, but I promise it’s not a big deal.”

“You’re not mad?” you gnaw on the inside of your cheek. 

“Of course I’m not mad,” your girlfriend pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head, “I’m not mad at you, either, Kel.”

Kelli smiles meekly at the two of you, “I took my story down, but I fear everyone’s already seen it.” She holds her phone out toward you, her message requests filled with fans who had replied to her story. 

Y/N’s sweatshirt???

Are Y/N and Jessie dating?!

Is that Jessie’s sweatshirt?

Okay, traitor, I see you, Y/L/N.

Newest CanXNT call-up, Y/N Y/L/N?

“I think you’re about to break Instagram, or at least my DMs” Kelli chuckles. 

After a laugh and some catching up between Kelli and Jessie, you and your girlfriend head back into your apartment. Checking your phone, you see that your notifications are blowing up. Multiple notifications are flooding your most recent post, a photo dump from Christmas. Jessie comes up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and placing her chin on your shoulder.

“This person wants to know which one of our families we spent Christmas with,” you giggle.

“Well, are you going to answer?” Jessie jokes, a goofy grin on her face.

“I’m sorry, again, Jess,” you sigh, “I know we wanted to stay more private, but we weren’t able to do things on our own terms because of me.”

“Baby,” your girlfriend places a kiss on your cheek, “I promise you have nothing to be sorry for. Secret’s out, but so be it. If anything, this gives me an excuse to post the film of you that I’ve been wanting to share.”

“Making it onto an Instagram post? Big moves, Fleming,” you tease, “What’s next, a ring?”

“Don’t tempt me, love,” Jessie’s arms tighten around you as she peppers your face with kisses, “I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now, show me these photos you’re posting.”

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'Complicated' (part 8) - Kaz Brekker x Reader

Idea - Kaz Brekker hires a prostitute to overcome his touch aversion, and be a better man for Inej, but things take an unxepected turn. Pairing: Kaz Brekker x Prostitute!Reader, (had to use y/n because I'm bad at names) Genre: modern AU, slow burn word count: 7k notes: can't wait to hear what you have to sayy

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For days, Kaz was insufferable, and no one could figure out why. Even Inej was perplexed by his sudden mood swings and outbursts. Kaz's frustration boiled over one evening when he got into a fight with Inej, something that never happened before. She was bewildered and hurt, unable to understand what had changed in him.

Kaz's obsession with y/n's Instagram stories didn't help. He watched every update with a mixture of longing and jealousy—expensive dinners, shopping sprees, gym sessions, and nights out with her friends, but never at his club. The final straw came when she posted a picture of her legs in a car, a man's hand resting on her thigh. Kaz knew it was meant for him, a message that stung deeply. Enraged, he threw his phone against the wall, startling Inej.

Inej, for her part, was annoyed because Kaz was dragging her to a business dinner with his boss, who had insisted for everyone to bring a plus one. Even Jesper had managed to secure a date, and Kaz didn't want to go alone. The dinner was to celebrate a deal he had closed, though his boss was taking all the credit, adding to Kaz's irritation.

They arrived at the restaurant, seemingly the last to do so. After some obligatory small talk, Kaz, his patience wearing thin, asked in his usual harsh tone, “Are we waiting for someone?”

“Didn't I tell you, Brekker?” his boss said, circling Kaz's shoulders with his arm. “I invited my new flame.” He leaned in conspiratorially, “A wild twenty-something. Don’t even ask me how I convinced her to go out with me.” He laughed, and the other men joined in. “She’s a pilates instructor, if you know what I mean. Oh, there she is.”

Kaz didn’t need to turn around or look at Jesper’s face to know who had just entered. He sighed heavily, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. How was this even possible?

“Hi, baby,” he heard the familiar voice behind him, and for a moment he frowned, hearing the nickname, before turning to see y/n talking to his boss, a man at least fifty years old. She cupped his face and kissed him. “Sorry I'm late. I had to stop someone in the middle of the street to help me zip up my dress,” she said, laughing. Kaz had no doubt it was true.

They locked eyes for an instant before her new boyfriend started parading her around, introducing her to everyone. When they reached Kaz and Inej, he saw Jesper's smug grin, dying to see how they would handle this.

“Inej, we met at that chocolate tasting thing. Still a huge fan,” y/n said, kissing both of Inej's cheeks.

“Oh, yeah, of course,” Inej remembered with a warm smile.

“Do you know each other?” Kaz's boss asked.

“Of course, love. Inej is TikTok famous, and I spend too much time at the Crow Club. Of course, we know each other.” The man turned towards the others. “See? I don’t understand a word she says! Tik, what? Isn't she a beauty?” He patted y/n’s ass.

“You're handsy tonight,” she commented with a laugh.

“So, you're a pilates instructor,” Jesper chimed in, and Kaz already knew he wasn't going to like whatever came next. “Must be heavy. How was work?”

“You have no idea. I had a double shift today,” y/n replied, her challenging eyes not leaving Jesper’s.

Jesper leaned back, a smirk on his lips. “Double shift, huh? Must be tough, keeping everyone’s bodies in shape.”

“Oh, it’s a workout, for sure,” y/n shot back, her smile saccharine. “But then again, some of us are just naturally flexible. Unlike others who are just naturally... bent.”

Jesper chuckled, feigning a wounded look. “Bent, you say? That’s rich, coming from someone who has to stretch the truth just to keep things interesting.”

“Stretching the truth?” y/n’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “I guess you’d know all about that.”

Kaz could feel the tension ratcheting up with each exchange, and he knew he had to intervene before it got out of hand. “Alright, enough,” he muttered, but neither Jesper nor y/n seemed inclined to listen.

“Oh, come on, Kaz,” Jesper said with a grin. “We’re just having a little fun. Right, y/n?”

“Absolutely,” y/n replied, her voice like honey laced with poison. “Fun is what it’s all about. Although, some people might confuse it with a desperate attempt to stay relevant.”

Jesper’s eyes flashed, his smile fading. “Relevance isn’t something I need to worry about. Unlike some who cling to their... clientele for attention.”

y/n leaned forward, her expression deadly calm. “Better to have a clientele that appreciates my talents than to rely on cheap tricks to get noticed.”

Kaz felt his patience slipping away. “Seriously, can we just focus on dinner?”

“Oh, we’re focused,” y/n said, her gaze flicking to Kaz. “Just making sure we all understand each other.”

Jesper snorted, shaking his head. “Yeah, we understand. Just remember, flexibility only gets you so far. Eventually, you have to stand for something.”

y/n’s smile turned icy. “And some of us are just fine standing on our own, without the need for constant validation.”

Before Jesper could respond, Kaz stepped in, his voice firm. “Enough. Let’s drop it.”

“I didn't know you knew each other so well,” said nervously Inej, glancing between the three with a confused look, but no one bothered to reply to her.

They settled at the table. The boss sat at the head, of course, with Kaz to his right and y/n to his left, directly across from Kaz. He looked disgusted as the older man kept trying to hand-feed her, and she couldn't stop laughing.

“Baby, I'm vegan, you know that,” she giggled, shoving his hand away.

“I have no idea what you're saying,” the man insisted, trying to put an oyster in her mouth. y/n leaned back, dodging the oyster with a graceful twist, her laughter tinkling like a bell. Kaz clenched his jaw, unable to tear his eyes away from the scene.

After a few courses, y/n excused herself. “This is weird, right?” Inej whispered in Kaz’s ear.

“Absolutely,” he replied, his mind racing. If Inej found it unsettling, she had no idea how strange it was for him.

Unable to control himself, Kaz faked a phone call and followed y/n to the restroom. He heard the unmistakable sound of someone throwing up. After checking that the other stalls were empty, Kaz locked the door behind him. “y/n, it's me.”

“Are you here to hold my hair?” she replied between heaves, her voice shaky and weak.

Kaz waited, leaning back against the sinks, his mind racing with anxiety. After what felt like an eternity, she emerged, her face pale as she washed her hands and mouth. “What do you want?” she asked, her annoyance barely masking the exhaustion in her voice.

“Are you okay?” Kaz asked, his voice softer, more vulnerable than he intended.

“Why do you care?” she shot back, turning to dry her hands.

“You looked sick out there. I couldn’t just ignore it,” Kaz said, his worry deepening with every passing second.

“He kept trying to put dead animals in my mouth,” she said, proceeding to reapply her lipstick. “I had no idea he was your boss. You never talk about details of your job, and I don’t really listen to him.”

"Why are you dating him?" Kaz's voice was sharp, edged with an intensity that mirrored the turmoil in his mind. He stood firm, his eyes searching y/n's face for some semblance of understanding.

"I know you're not familiar with the concept, but I'm doing it because it's fun," y/n replied, her tone laced with defiance as she finally turned to face him directly.

Kaz clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. "Are you sleeping with him?"

"It's none of your business. Why do you care?" y/n shot back, her gaze piercing through him, challenging him to justify his concern.

A pang of something he couldn't quite name surged within Kaz. He couldn't believe that just a week ago, y/n was one of the people he felt closest to. They had shared intimate moments—shared a bed, watched shows together, kissed. Hell, he had probably kissed y/n more than his own girlfriend.

“I care because this is awkward.” Kaz admitted, his voice tinged with regret.

“It is for me too,” she said, stepping closer, “But I mean, it’s not like I married him. Even if he asked me.” Her smile became dangerous, “he asks me everytime that we are in bed.”

Kaz felt a surge of anger rise within him, his jaw tightening as he struggled to keep his emotions in check. The thought of her with his boss, a man old enough to be her father, made his blood boil. 

She stepped even closer, her frustration boiling over. "Why are you so mad, Kaz? Why does it matter to you so much if he proposes to me?"

“I just... I can't stand the thought of you marrying him."

"Why?" y/n pressed, her voice rising with intensity. "Why does it bother you?"

"Because," Kaz began, his voice strained, "because it's him. Because he's not right for you. Because... because you're better than that."

y/n sighed, shaking her head in exasperation. "That’s the thing that you don’t want to accept, I’m not better than this. Maybe I’ll say yes just to let him plan a wedding and leave him at the altar."

Kaz's jaw tightened, his frustration boiling over. "You don't mean that."

"Don't I?" she challenged, crossing her arms. "You have this idealized version of me in your head, but the truth is, I'm not the person you think I am."

Kaz took a step forward, his eyes pleading. "I know you, y/n. I know you're better than this. You don't have to do this to prove anything."

y/n's expression softened for a moment before hardening again. "You think you know me, but you don't. You see what you want to see. The truth is, I like chaos. I thrive in it. And maybe, just maybe, I enjoy watching you squirm."

Kaz felt a wave of anger and sadness crash over him. "Is that what this is about? Hurting me?"

"Maybe," she admitted, her voice cold. "Or maybe it's about me taking control of my life in the only way I know how. You have Inej. You have your stable, predictable life. This is mine."

Kaz shook his head, his frustration mounting. "You don't have to destroy yourself to take control. You deserve better."

"And who decides what I deserve?" y/n shot back. "You? You can't even decide what you want."

Kaz opened his mouth to argue, but the words wouldn't come. He knew she was right. He was torn between what he had with Inej and what he felt for y/n. "I just don't want to see you hurt," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh baby, it takes a lot more than a lovesick idiot decades older than me to hurt me,” she laughed, the sound harsh and unfeeling. “Look, you have your thing with your girlfriend. You two are like high school sweethearts or something. You're going to stay together forever and fuck only in missionary to stare into each other’s souls, repeating how much you love each other.”

Kaz flinched at her words, the biting tone cutting deep. He wanted to argue, to tell her she was wrong, but he couldn't find the words.

y/n paused, her eyes locking onto his with a dangerous glint. “I like it when things get ugly, Kaz. Accept it. Also, your girlfriend is right there, go be jealous of her! Don’t you have any shame left, Kaz?”

Kaz shook his head, a mix of anger and desperation flooding his chest, “Lower your voice.”. 

The girl didn’t miss how he tensed at the mention of his girlfriend, "How are things with Inej?"

Kaz blinked, caught off guard by y/n's directness. He shifted uncomfortably, the weight of her question pressing down on him like a lead blanket. "Static," he finally answered, the word tasting bitter on his tongue as he met her intense gaze.

y/n raised an eyebrow, her expression a mixture of curiosity and concern. "Static," she repeated, as if she could sense the underlying tension in his voice.

Kaz sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, static," he elaborated, his frustration seeping through. "We're... drifting. It's like we're stuck in this loop, going through the motions without really connecting."

y/n nodded slowly, her eyes searching his face for more than just words. "That doesn't sound good," she observed quietly, her voice edged with sympathy.

"It's not," Kaz admitted, his tone raw with honesty. "I thought I could handle it, you know? Keep things steady, maintain control. But..." He trailed off, unable to articulate the turmoil brewing inside him.

"But it's not what you want," y/n finished for him, her voice gentle yet probing.

Kaz hesitated, grappling with his own conflicting emotions. "I don't know what I want anymore," he confessed quietly, more to himself than to her.

She hummed, “Can I go? I don't want to stay around you.”

Kaz chuckled harshly, not moving from the door. “We could have been friends, Kaz. Why did you do it?” Her eyes filled with sadness and anger. He let her go, unable to voice his thoughts.

As she left, he stood there for a moment, feeling the weight of his decisions pressing down on him. Then, he grabbed her by her arm, “Break up with him. I don't want to lose you," he said quietly.

"You never really had me," y/n replied, her voice gentle but firm, going back to the table.

The dinner went painfully slow. Kaz saw an incoming text and grabbed his phone hopefully, but it was a message from Inej.

‘Can we invite her with us later? I can’t stand the thought of her going away with him.’

Why did she always have to be so kind and worried about other people? Why did she have to put him in that position?

‘No,’ he texted back.

‘Come on, it’s painful to watch.’

In reality, they looked really good together. y/n could play ‘faithful girlfriend’ really well. His boss was whispering in her ear, tracing patterns on her arm, and she looked sincerely amused. Maybe they really felt something for each other.

‘Looks like they’re having fun.’

He heard Inej sigh. ‘I’m asking her.’

“y/n, do you have plans for later?” asked Inej with her motherly voice.

“I don’t know, do we have plans, baby?” y/n asked, turning towards her boyfriend.

“I guess you could come with me, bring me luck in a few rounds of cards,” he said, eating her with his eyes.

“Why don’t you come with us?” asked Inej, full of enthusiasm. “I’m sure Kaz and Jesper have to go to the Crow Club. We could keep each other company.”

Jesper’s wide eyes fixed on Kaz, who pinched the bridge of his nose. Why was this happening?

“Oh, I don’t want to intrude,” y/n laughed nervously.

“Nonsense, I’ll be bored out of my mind. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

Kaz saw y/n completely caged. “Why don’t you come dancing with us, love?” she tried desperately, looking at her boyfriend.

He laughed, “I’m too old for this, but go and have fun, alright?”

y/n made a tight smile. “I guess I will.”

Kaz’s heart twisted as he watched the interaction unfold. y/n’s eyes flicked to his, a flash of something unreadable passing between them. He felt a surge of conflicting emotions—anger, protectiveness, jealousy. His mind raced with thoughts he couldn’t quite articulate.

“Great!” Inej said brightly, oblivious to the undercurrents. “It’ll be fun, I promise.”

Kaz forced a smile, his mind still reeling. As they all stood to leave, his boss leaned in to kiss y/n on the cheek, murmuring something that made her laugh, though her eyes didn’t quite match the sound.

Of course, Jesper invented an excuse about why y/n couldn’t go with him and his date, so she followed Kaz and Inej to his car.

As they left the parking lot, Kaz and y/n noticed at the same time that her phone connected automatically to his car system, and they shot a panicked look at each other in the rearview mirror. 

“Oh saints, is there a fire?” y/n shouted to distract Inej, who was seated beside Kaz. 

“Where?” Inej was looking outside, trying to find the source of the commotion.

“Oh, nothing, must have been something else,” y/n mumbled, while Kaz quickly disconnected her phone.

Kaz had never felt shittier than at that moment. Inej didn’t deserve any of this. The guilt gnawed at him as they drove in silence.

They settled at their usual table in the Crow Club, an awkward silence hanging over them despite the loud music. Kaz could feel the tension mounting, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts about Inej, y/n, and the tangled web he had woven.

A waiter approached, and y/n immediately assaulted him with her order. “How much vodka are you legally allowed to pour in my glass?” she asked with narrowed eyes. The man looked puzzled and made an approximate sign with his fingers. 

“Great, I’ll take three,” she smiled. The waiter hesitated, “Do you want something with it?”

“Oh yeah, uhm, those little funny umbrellas you put on fancy drinks,” y/n nodded, avoiding the weirded-out looks from the others at the table.

Kaz sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Make them six. Without umbrellas for me.” Inej shot him a side-eyed glare while the others proceeded to make their orders.

Jesper broke the silence, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “So, y/n, why don’t we talk a bit about your boyfriend? That was a surprise.”

“Don’t tell me,” she said with a tight smile, her fingers tapping nervously on the table.

Kaz glared at Jesper, his frustration mounting. There was  no reason to make the night even more weird, he thought.

“How long have you been dating him?” Jesper insisted, ignoring Kaz’s glare.

“Don’t know, three weeks, a month.”

“The age difference doesn’t bother you?” asked a concerned Inej.

Y/n shrugged, “No, it should?”

“Sorry, I’m not judging you,” said Inej warmly.

“Oh, I’m pretty sure you are,” commented y/n under her breath, finishing her first glass in one go.

Kaz tried to steer the conversation away from y/n, but Inej persisted. “I didn’t mean to offend you, really.”

“Mh, are we sure of this?” y/n said with a nervous giggle, studying her nails, the nails Kaz had chosen for her.

“Do you like them?” y/n stuck her hand in front of Inej.

“Oh, ehm, yeah, not my style, but they look nice.”

y/n hummed, locking eyes with Kaz for a second. Kaz quickly emptied all three of his glasses, his thoughts becoming more blurred. He could sense things going sour pretty fast. Jesper couldn’t stop making allusions to y/n’s job, Inej was still trying to repair what she had said about her boyfriend, and Jesper’s date looked too confused to intervene.

“I really like your dress,” y/n blurted out towards Inej at a certain point. “Did you choose it for her?” she said, turning to Kaz. “I bet he’s really good at picking outfits.”

Kaz rolled his eyes, and Inej frowned. “I don’t think he ever chose an outfit for me,” she said, puzzled.

“I heard you’re vegan,” Inej tried again, wanting desperately to befriend y/n.

“I am,” she confirmed without adding anything.

“You know, the other day I found vegan ice cream in Kaz’s fridge, and it’s weird because he always says that vegan stuff must taste horrible,” laughed Inej

y/n snorted, “Does he? I bet he even thinks that smoking is bad for you.” she retorted, leaving Inej confused.

Jesper shot Kaz an exasperated glare and asked him to step outside for a moment. “Vegan ice cream? Was she at your place again?”

Kaz sighed, feeling too tipsy to elaborate good lies. “Her AC was broken.”

Jesper’s face reddened with anger. “Oh, so now every excuse is good enough for you to hook up with her in the same bed you share with your girlfriend?”

“Nothing happened, Jesper. We just slept in the same bed.”

“Do you hear yourself?” Jesper's voice rose, frustration evident. “You’re crossing lines, Kaz. This isn’t just about Inej anymore. You’re messing with everyone’s feelings, including your own.”

Kaz rubbed his temples, the alcohol making everything blurrier. “What do you want me to say, Jes? I’m not going to see her anymore, so just save it.”

Jesper tilted his head, scrutinizing Kaz. “Did something happen between you two?”

Kaz hesitated, his mind swirling with confusion and guilt. “Nothing… physical,” he finally said, but the words felt hollow.

Jesper’s eyes narrowed. “But you feel something for her?”

Kaz nodded, defeated. 

“Does she—?” Jesper's voice softened slightly, but his anger was still palpable.

“She does, but it’s…” Kaz struggled to find the right words. “I love Inej. I’ll forget whatever this is, don’t worry.”

Jesper shook his head, clearly not satisfied. “Kaz, you can’t just ‘forget’ feelings. And what about y/n? She’s not just some random girl; she’s got feelings too. You’re stringing her along while trying to stay loyal to Inej. It’s not fair to any of you.”

Kaz looked away, feeling the weight of Jesper’s words. “I know, Jes. I know I’ve messed up. But I’m trying to fix it.”

Jesper’s anger flared again. “Trying to fix it? By ignoring it? That’s not fixing anything. You need to face this head-on, talk to them both, and figure out what you really want.”

Kaz clenched his fists, frustration boiling over. “It’s not that simple, Jesper. You don’t understand.”

Jesper stepped closer, his voice low and dangerous. “No, Kaz, I do understand. I understand that you’re scared of making a choice because you don’t want to lose either of them. But if you keep this up, you’re going to lose them both. And you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.”

Kaz’s eyes burned. “I can’t lose Inej,” he whispered.

Jesper softened slightly, seeing the pain in his friend’s eyes. “Then don’t.”

Kaz kicked a rock, the anger and frustration boiling over. “I went to her house while Inej was sleeping in my fucking bed,” he confessed, his voice thick with regret. “I made a fool of myself and she rejected me. There’s not much more to do or to say. She’s right, Inej is the person for me.”

Jesper took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. “I never questioned what there is between you and Inej, Kaz, but are you sure it’s still there?”

Kaz clenched his fists, the weight of Jesper’s question pressing down on him. “It has to be. I did all this mess for her, it has to work, we have to work” he insisted, though his voice wavered.

Jesper shook his head, his tone gentle but firm. “Just because you’ve done everything for her doesn’t mean it’s right anymore. People change, feelings change. You can’t force something that’s not there.”

Kaz looked away. “Inej means everything to me.”

“But is that enough?” Jesper pressed. “If you’re still drawn to y/n, if you’re feeling things you shouldn’t be feeling, then something isn’t right. Ignoring it won’t make it go away.”

Kaz’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He knew Jesper was right, but he couldn’t bring himself to accept it. “Y/n made it very clear that she doesn’t want anything from me,” he said, his voice tinged with frustration and sorrow.

Jesper shook his head, his expression serious. “It’s not fair to use Inej as a rebound, Kaz. She deserves better than that.”

Kaz’s eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and guilt. “Do you think I don’t feel bad about it? It’s consuming me,” he admitted, his voice breaking slightly. “Every day, it’s like I’m being torn apart. Inej means everything to me, but there’s something about Y/n that I can’t shake off.”

Jesper’s eyes softened, but his stance remained firm. He listened attentively, sensing there was more Kaz needed to get off his chest.

“She’s funny, Jes, she’s so fucking funny,” Kaz sighed, a small, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he recalled their time together. “And unpredictable. We spent an entire night awake smoking weed, binge-watching House, then out of fucking nowhere she starts cooking, and we ate at three a.m. half-naked with her roommates,” he paused, the frustration evident in his voice, “and I had fun.”

Jesper’s brows furrowed, absorbing Kaz’s words. “Kaz, you need to be honest with yourself. Are you really happy with Inej, or are you just clinging to what you think you should feel?”

Kaz looked down, the weight of Jesper’s words hitting him hard. “I love Inej,” he said quietly, as if trying to convince himself more than anyone else.  “Without her, I don’t know who I am.”

Jesper let out a long breath, clearly torn. "You owe it to both of them, and to yourself, to figure this out. Hiding from it won’t make it go away.”

Kaz’s mind raced, grappling with the conflicting emotions. “Inej deserves better than this,” he muttered, his voice filled with self-loathing.

Jesper placed a hand on Kaz’s shoulder, his grip firm. “Then don’t lie to her. Be honest.”

Kaz shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t break up with her, Jesper. I’ll figure it out.”

They made their way back just in time to spot Y/n quickly leaving the table, her face a mix of frustration and hurt. 

“Everything okay?” asked Inej, looking up at Kaz with concern. He leaned down to kiss her temple, a gesture that felt both comforting and laden with guilt.

“Yes, you?” he replied, his voice strained.

“Yeah, Y/n said she had to leave. She is a bit weird, right?” Inej commented, her tone uncertain.

Kaz’s jaw tightened, a surge of protectiveness for Y/n bubbling up. “Maybe she just didn’t like all of you questioning her all night,” he replied, his words coming out harsher than he intended.

“I wasn’t questioning her,” said Inej defensively, her brows furrowing.

“Come on, Nej, you were,” Kaz countered, his frustration slipping through.

Jesper, sensing the brewing tension, quickly intervened. “Hey, let’s not turn this into a fight.”

Inej looked between Kaz and Jesper, confusion and hurt evident in her eyes. “I was just trying to get to know her. If it came off wrong, I’m sorry.”

Kaz sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You knew what you were doing. You too, Jesper.”

Inej’s eyes widened in surprise. “What are you talking about?”

“You both kept pushing,” Kaz said, trying to keep his voice steady. “Maybe she felt like she was being interrogated.”

Jesper frowned, crossing his arms. “We were just curious. She’s new, and it’s not like she was very forthcoming.”

Kaz bit back a retort, knowing he had to be careful. He couldn’t let on how well he knew Y/n. “There’s a difference between being curious and making someone feel uncomfortable. Maybe next time, ease up a bit.”

Inej looked hurt, but she nodded. “I’ll be more careful. I really didn’t mean any harm. And certainly I didn’t know you cared so much.”

Kaz tried to brush off the tension, forcing a casual tone. “She’s the boss’s new girlfriend. Doesn’t seem like a good idea to piss her off.”

Jesper raised an eyebrow. “You’re right. We don’t need any unnecessary drama.”

Inej sighed, her expression softening. “I understand. I’ll try to be more considerate next time.”

Kaz Brekker had done a lot of awful things in his life, but making his girlfriend apologize for how she treated his... what? Other girl? was by far the worst one.

***

Kaz stood outside the workplace with his boss, engrossed in discussions about some upcoming deals. The atmosphere was serious, focused on business, until the abrupt interruption by y/n Mini's aggressive arrival. Her car screeched to a harsh stop in front of them, tinted windows hiding her expression from Kaz's view.

“Pray for me, Brekker, this girl drives like we have extra lives,” Kaz's boss joked, patting Kaz on the shoulder. Kaz felt his jaw clench instinctively. y/n began impatiently honking her horn, prompting Kaz's boss to gesture for her to wait.

“It really shows she didn’t have a father to teach her, let me tell you,” the boss remarked with a chuckle, clearly unaware of the impact of his words on Kaz. The comment hit him like a weight in his stomach. y/n had never mentioned her parents or their absence to him. Apparently, she had confided in his boss, which left Kaz feeling a mix of confusion and hurt. He thought about all the times they had spent together, the conversations they'd had, and the intimacy they'd shared. Yet, there was this significant part of her life that she had kept from him. 

The realization stung. Kaz had always prided himself on being perceptive and insightful, able to navigate the complexities of people's lives and motivations. But now, he felt blindsided and uncertain. He wanted to understand why she had chosen to reveal such personal details to his boss and not to him. But again, they were properly dating and Kaz had been just his client.

“But she’s worth it. She’ll be the death of me, wild little thing she is, let me tell you. I’m not that young anymore,” his boss continued with a conspiratorial tone, leaning in closer. Kaz's skin crawled at the familiarity in his boss’s voice. “Best thing is, all of her tastes like candies,” he added with a lecherous grin. “And the way she moves, Brekker, I’m not even going to tell you, but I mean, you are with the Wraith, I bet you know a thing or two about flexible women.”

Kaz's jaw clenched so hard he thought his teeth might crack. The casual vulgarity, the smug tone, the blatant disrespect—it all churned his stomach. He fought the urge to lash out, knowing that any reaction would only add fuel to the fire. He forced his hands to remain at his sides, his nails biting into his palms.

“You should see her when she’s in a playful mood. It’s like she’s got this spark, you know? Makes every moment feel like an adventure,” his boss continued, clearly enjoying the effect his words were having on Kaz. “And let me tell you, she knows how to keep a man entertained. Never a dull moment with that one.”

“Are you coming or are you waiting for me to reach your age?” y/n’s voice cut through the tension, her tone dripping with impatience as she leaned out of the car window. Her eyes, sharp and challenging, met Kaz's for a fleeting moment before focusing back on his boss.

Kaz's boss laughed heartily, either oblivious to Kaz's internal struggle or simply not caring. He waved off Kaz, already heading towards the car. “Better not keep the lady waiting,” he said, throwing a wink at Kaz.

As his boss and y/n sped away, Kaz was left standing there, grappling with a flood of emotions. He felt a pang of jealousy towards his boss for seemingly knowing a side of y/n that Kaz did not. There was a gnawing realization that despite their closeness, their relationship might not be as deep or transparent as he had assumed. He wondered why she hadn't shared this part of her life with him, and whether there were other aspects of herself she was keeping hidden.

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Kaz's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as he received Jesper’s text, ‘They broke up’. The message shattered the otherwise quiet evening he was spending with Inej. She was talking about something important, probably really interesting, but he lost focus completely, consumed by the sudden news. 

‘What happened?’ he typed back quickly, his fingers almost shaking with anticipation.

‘No one knows,’ came Jesper’s swift reply.

A small, involuntary grin tugged at Kaz’s lips. He would have given away his car and his house to know more. 

“Inej, love, something happened at work. I have to go,” he said, standing up abruptly.

“Love?” she laughed, a lighthearted teasing in her voice. “Who are you?”

Kaz cursed himself for letting the endearment slip out—something he never used before. He headed out fast, leaving behind Inej’s puzzled expression.

He reached his office, where he expected to find his boss. The man's angry shouts were audible even from outside. Kaz strolled in casually, pretending to look for something. As he had anticipated, the boss spotted him immediately and called him over.

The boss was already taking out two glasses and a bottle from a cabinet, gesturing for Kaz to sit. “Are we celebrating something?” Kaz asked, trying to maintain his composure.

“Celebrating? That bitch broke up with me,” the boss spat out.

“What? Why?” Kaz feigned surprise, leaning forward slightly, eager for more information.

The man studied him, taking a long sip. “You know, I trust you, Brekker. You’re my right hand. Hell, you're like a son to me.”

“Thank you,” Kaz replied, trying to look amused. He needed his boss to keep talking.

“I was just too old for her. I should have seen this coming,” the boss muttered, clearly annoyed. “She has this way of... I don't know how to explain it... making you feel light and special.”

Kaz hummed, knowing firsthand how right he was.

“Stay away from women like that, Brekker. When you become aware of what they've done to you, it's too late. You find yourself lonely and drinking, with your heart broken.”

Kaz couldn't believe what he was hearing. He hadn’t thought his boss actually fell for y/n; he assumed it was just the rush of dating a woman so much younger than him.

“I know you lost your father when you were young, so no one could teach you these things. Let me step in for a moment,” the man poured a third round. “You found yourself a good girl, Kaz. Even after everything she's been through, she's doing God's work around the world, such a good girl. I didn't think she would settle for a broken bastard like you. But you've been lucky. Those are the women you can count on.”

Kaz wasn't sure what to say. The man’s words were both insulting and painfully accurate.

“And well, let's be honest, the fact that she's always away lets you be more… Free, let's say,” he added with a wink.

Kaz frowned. Was he implying that he would approve if Kaz cheated on Inej? After all that praise?

“I don't think I'm following you.”

“Oh, Brekker, you don't fool me. I've known you since you were twelve. I saw you coming in here, walking three feet above the ground,” he chuckled, “What's her name?”

Kaz felt utterly exposed. “Sir, I don't know what you're talking about.”

His boss openly laughed, “You want to play it like this? Your choice. I thought we were having a man-to-man conversation, an honest one.”

Kaz hesitated, his mind racing. Was it true? Was it really so evident?

“I saw you happy, Brekker, the same smile you have when a few hundred thousand kruge go your way.” He poured more liquor, and Kaz drank it fast. “As I would tell a son, keep having your fun while your girlfriend is out there saving the world. You've never been a saint, don’t start now. But this other girl, don’t turn it into something else, something it’s not meant to be.”

Kaz sat there, the weight of his boss’s words pressing down on him. “I'm not cheating on Inej.” Kaz hoped that his voice was steady enough.

His boss smiled, a knowing glint in his eyes. “I'm not judging you, son. You're a man. Your girlfriend is always away. It's how things go. Whoever she is, she's good for you.”

Kaz nodded, lost in thought, wondering what his reaction would be if his boss knew the girl they were talking about was the same one who had broken up with him a few hours earlier. It was a twisted irony that left him feeling even more conflicted.

Kaz took a deep breath, the alcohol burning in his throat. “It’s not just a mistake,” he said quietly. “It’s more complicated than that.”

“Complicated, huh? So there is a girl.” His boss leaned forward, pouring another round of drinks with practiced ease. “Come on, Kaz,” he urged, his tone almost fatherly. “You can talk to me. I’ve seen it all—business and personal. You know I’ve got your back.”

Kaz hesitated, his mind racing. Apparently, the hesitation was enough to make the boss jump to his conclusions. “I knew it, good for you.”

“Kaz, you’re not fooling anyone. You’ve got that look—conflicted, torn. You don’t get that way unless there’s someone involved. This other girl—she makes you feel alive, doesn’t she?” 

Kaz nodded reluctantly. “Yes. She does.”

“Then put yourself out there, Brekker, but remember, serious relationships are for women like your Inej, not the wild ones. Don’t mess it up.”

Kaz’s heart sank at the words. He felt a strange mix of guilt and longing. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Look, Kaz,” his boss said, leaning in closer. “The wild ones—they’re exciting, they make you feel things you never thought you could feel. But they’re not the ones you build a life with. They’re a thrill, a distraction. Inej, on the other hand, she’s the kind of woman you build a future with. Don’t confuse the two.”

Kaz’s mind raced, the conflicting emotions churning inside him. The way his boss spoke about the situation made it sound so black and white, but to Kaz, it was anything but. He tried to steady his breathing, feeling cornered by the conversation.

“You don’t think you can make a wife out of a little slut you’re having fun with?” his boss continued, his tone dismissive and crude.

“She’s not a slut,” Kaz said through gritted teeth, his fists clenching on the table. “Don’t talk about her like that.”

The boss raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by Kaz’s fierce reaction. “Alright, alright,” he said, holding up his hands in a placating gesture. “I didn’t mean to offend. But you have to see where I’m coming from. There’s a difference between a good time and a lifetime.”

Kaz’s jaw tightened, but he forced himself to stay calm. “She’s not just a ‘good time.’ She’s... she’s important to me.”

“Important, huh?” His boss leaned back in his chair, studying Kaz intently. “Important or just good in bed?”

Kaz clenched his fists, struggling to keep his temper in check. “It’s not like that. It’s more than that.”

His boss chuckled, clearly skeptical. “Is it? Or are you just telling yourself that because she’s giving you something you’re not getting from Inej?”

Kaz looked away, feeling the sting of his boss’s words. He couldn’t deny that the physical aspect of his relationship with Y/N was intense, but it was more than that.

“I have to go.”

At a red light, Kaz texted y/n, 'Heard about the break up, how are you?' He didn’t expect an answer, but a few minutes later, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and nearly ran into a stop sign. It was a selfie from y/n, taken from the nose down. She was on a bed, and someone was biting her neck. Guess she was dealing with it pretty well.

Kaz's mind spun with thoughts. The image brought a mix of jealousy, curiosity, and a pang of regret. He wondered if they could ever revert to being just friends. They had blurred too many boundaries, making it hard to imagine a platonic relationship. Where would they stop? Would they be able to spend time together without succumbing to their intense chemistry? Could he even desire a non-romantic relationship with her now?

Their connection had always been more than just physical, yet now it seemed impossible to separate the two. The lines had been crossed, and there was no going back.

Kaz pulled over to the side of the road, needing a moment to collect his thoughts. He stared at the photo again, trying to decipher the emotions it stirred within him. Could they ever just be friends, or had they ruined any chance of a simple, uncomplicated relationship?

***

Weeks later, Kaz and Inej got into a fight. A big one. One that made them scream at each other like they never had before, leading to him storming out of his house. The words Inej had said echoed in his mind, and he couldn't believe the things she had thrown at him in anger. He got in his car and started driving, his hands gripping the wheel tightly as rage flooded through his veins. 

He drove straight to y/n's house, not caring that it was late, not caring about anything except the need to see her. The light in her apartment was on, which was a small relief. He was ready to wake up the entire neighborhood if necessary. He picked the lock on the door of the building with practiced ease, his movements fueled by a mix of desperation and anger. He went straight to her apartment and knocked on the door, his heart pounding.

After a moment, y/n emerged, her head poking out cautiously. At first, she looked scared, then puzzled when she recognized him. “I… I thought it was the police,” she muttered, her voice shaky.

Kaz's breath was heavy, and adrenaline surged through his body. Without a word, he took out his phone, opened his banking app, and turned the screen towards her. “Take whatever you want, empty my bank account, I don't care. I want you. Now.”

[hslllot]

A Soft Landing

2.2K words | harry x reader

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First, I’d like to thank everyone for their encouragement and patience when it comes to posting for ASPTF. Although I’m not finished the next part, I thought I’d share this blurb that was originally meant to be in part 3 (that hasn’t been posted yet). So, there are things that are mentioned in this that you might either think are a little spoiler-y OR a little bit of a sneak peek of what’s to come! Second, this was the sweet piece I had in mind for the Sweet and Spicy Fic Challenge that I started with @harry-on-broadway and @harrysblackcoat. I will post the inspo at the end! Enjoy!

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Harry considered himself a pretty athletic guy.

He was capable of running around stage for hours, engaging proper breathing techniques in order to sing and jump around at the same time. He worked out regularly, went on a run nearly every day, and often went to pilates classes. He liked boxing and was decent at footie (when he actually managed to get to a game). 

Even when it came to winter sports, he was pretty confident. He’d gone on plenty of ski trips before and managed to stay upright on a skating rink. 

Imagine his surprise when he realized he was shit at snowshoeing. 

It all started with dinner with you and your brother and a few glasses of wine.  In an effort to embarrass you, your brother brought up your stuffed animal collection. When he mentioned a stuffed elephant that you were extremely attached to, even as you got older, your mouth dropped in embarrassment. You smacked him in the arm before you admitted that you hadn’t seen your elephant, Bubba, since you moved to Vancouver. 

“He’s probably somewhere in the shed at the cabin.” Your brother said. 

It was nearly imperceptible but Harry noticed the way your eyes lit up for a fraction of a second at the possibility of finding Bubba. And at that moment, Harry commited to finding him.

In fact, after dinner he got back to the cabin and couldn’t get it off his mind. He stood at the back window and looked out at the large wooden shed, lit by the glow of the moonlight. He wondered what else was in there that might’ve belonged to you. Your old belongings, parts of you, waiting to be discovered. He bundled himself up, grabbed the flashlight from the closet, and trudged through the snow and out to the shed. 

When he started pulling boxes from the shelves, he realized it was basically a museum of all your old stuff. Books and old movies, scrapbooks filled with photos of your childhood friends, even old clothes. You probably didn’t even know what was in there, but if your mother was anything like his, she probably kept it all for its sentimental value “just-in-case” you might want to revisit your 2nd grade report card. 

He spotted the snowshoes on the way out of the shed. He’d seen snowshoes before and knew what they were, yet, it was an activity he’d never tried before. And, maybe, another reason to hang out with you. So he grabbed the contraptions from where they were hung on the wall, along with a few other things he discovered in the shed, and decided to ask you to show him how to use them. 

When you came around the next day, Harry chose not to tell you why he had been in the shed in the first place. And you chose not to ask (even though you had an idea why). 

You told him that snowshoeing was a fairly easy activity, basically a way to walk through the snow. 

“The large surface area of the shoe makes it easier to move on top of deep powder” you explained, showing him the way the straps worked and how it would attach to his boot. 

When he asked you if anyone could do it, you responded: “If you can walk, you can snowshoe.” And so he thought, how hard could it be?

The two of you planned to spend the afternoon snowshoeing. The sun was out and you claimed that it was a great way to explore some of the snow covered trails that he hadn’t been able to explore yet. 

“Are those ski poles?” he asked, as you pulled all of the necessary equipment out of your parents’ shed. You brought your own shoes from your parents’ house, but grabbed the extra set and some poles that were being stored at the cabin, figuring that they would be a better fit for Harry. 

“They’re snowshoe poles,” You replied. “We can adjust them for different snow heights. They’ll probably be helpful when we reach some steeper parts of the trail.”

Harry nodded, deferring to your expertise when it came to anything winter and mountain-related. He thought back to the hike the two of you did last week, the way you guided him through the rough terrain and icy scramble with ease. The way you squeezed his hand when the two of you finally made it to the summit. The way the icy wind painted your cheeks red and made your eyes water while you smiled down at the valley below. The way he couldn’t decide what he liked looking at more, the view from atop the mountain, or you. 

The glee you felt at the top of the mountain was contagious, and he couldn’t wait to go on another adventure with you. 

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Harry remembered how cold it was on your hike last week, so he made sure to wear some extra layers, along with the new puffer coat he bought at your parents’ shop the other day. 

“What ‘ve you got in there?” He asked, pointing at the bag you were strapping to your back. 

“Just some snacks. Figured we might want to find a place to sit along the trail and enjoy the sunshine. Oh, don’t forget your sunglasses.” 

Harry nodded and grabbed his sunglasses as you made your way out the door and into the winter wonderland. The pinpricks of the cold mountain air contrasted by the heat of the sunshine beaming down on you. You stopped at the end of the porch to strap into the snowshoes, your eyes on Harry’s hands and the way they deftly attached the straps across his boots, just the way you had shown him how to. 

You walked around the snow-covered land surrounding the cabin, encouraging Harry to practice walking around and getting used to the objects strapped to his feet. 

“Just like walking, right?” You asked him. 

“Yea, seems pretty easy.” You knew Harry would have no trouble walking around with the shoes on flat terrain.

“So when we get to some uphill parts of the trails, you’ll want to make sure you use your toe to kick into the snow,” you demonstrated, prompting him to mirror your movements. “And then strike with your heal when we’re going downhill.”

You asked Harry if he felt ready to hit the trail, and he felt pretty confident that it wouldn’t be much different from a regular hike. Besides that, he felt like you were really good at explaining things and knew you would guide him along the way.

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It was as the two of you made your way up a particularly steep part of the trail that he started feeling a bit hot. He bundled up extra warm, not realizing how much of a workout he would be getting with the snowshoes, or that you would be so out in the open under the hot sun. He realized wearing a long sleeve shirt, under the hoodie, under the NorthFace puffer was a bit much. It didn’t help that the muscles in his hips and groin area were starting to burn from having to walk with wider-than-normal strides so that he didn’t step on the insides of the snowshoes.

You were ahead of him on the trail, recounting the conversation you had with your boss yesterday. He tried his best to listen to your story, but was hyper aware of the sweat soaking his back. Why didn’t you look as tired as he was starting to feel? He wondered. 

“You ok?” You asked, stopping in your tracks when you noticed it had been a while since he said anything. You looked back to make sure he was OK.

“‘m fine.” He muttered, making an effort to catch up to you. If you were being honest, he looked like he was struggling, but you didn’t want to say anything. Instead you waited for him to meet you where you were and decided you would take it slower the rest of the way up. 

When the two of you were side by side, you eyed him to make sure he was actually fine before continuing up the trail. 

“So did you remember to FaceTime your mom last night?”

Your question didn’t fully register in his brain. It was like it happened in slow motion, the way his foot kicked out a bit too far and the heel edge of his snow shoe dug into the powder at the wrong angle. He flew backwards, the hiking poles useless when it came to helping him regain his footing. He let himself fall, knowing the fluffiness of the snow protected him, barely feeling the force of gravity in the collision.

You looked to find him on his back, and made sure to hold back laughter until you assessed the situation in case he was hurt. He took his sunglasses off and wiped the snow off his face, wearing a smile that indicated that he was fine - his face tinged a bit red, whether it was from the cold or from embarrassment you were unsure. 

After a few seconds, you couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst into laughter. Harry propped himself up, leaning back on his elbows in the snow. He shook the snow from his hair and you noted the stray wet curl that had fallen on his forehead. 

Could he get any cuter? You thought to yourself.

“Ah yes, very funny. Keep laughing!” He said. “You just gonna stand there, or help me up?”

“Hey, if you’re going to fall, it might as well be in a foot of powder,” you said as he jokingly rolled his eyes and reached his hand out to you. 

Taking his gloved hand in yours, instant regret washed over you.

You should have seen it coming. You should have noticed the glint in his eye and the devilish grin he wore as he reached out to you. By the time you did notice, it was too late, and instead of pulling himself up he dragged you down with him. Unlike him, you didn’t have the reaction time to catch yourself before faceplanting in the snow. 

“HA!” He cackled and you could feel the way he shook in laughter while you remained face down in the snow. When you finally turned yourself over onto your back, you feigned annoyance and he muttered an insecere “sorry” with the biggest grin plastered across his face. He could tell you were holding back a smile too, though, your face wet with eyelashes covered in snow. 

As his laughter died down he admitted, “if ‘m honest, this is harder than I thought it’d be.” 

You nodded. “I probably could have chosen an easier trail…” You didn’t want to admit that you chose the harder trail because it would take longer, allowing you to spend the entire afternoon together. You knew Harry was a fit guy, and that snowshoeing on a normal, flatter trail would have been too easy. Too quick. 

“Maybe now’s a good time for a break? Snack time?”

Harry agreed. “Do you have room in your pack for one of my layers?” 

Nodding, you pulled two prepared sandwiches out of your bag. You went to hand one to Harry when you looked up and found him undressing next to you. You couldn’t help but stare when he pulled his hoodie over his head, the shirt underneath riding up to reveal his tattooed torso. 

Harry caught you staring, but made a conscious effort not to say anything, so not to embarrass you. Instead he said, “trade you?” pulling you out of your stupor. 

You handed him a sandwich before taking the hoodie from his hands and stuffing it into the bag. He could tell you were a bit flustered, and he thought it was endearing. 

The two of you sat in the snow for a while, eating your snacks under the sun. He told you about the FaceTime call he had with his mother the night before, and asked you to retell the story about your conversation with your boss, since he’d been too distracted to listen before. And as you told your story animatedly, between bites of your sandwich, Harry couldn’t help but think: You were right. If he was going to fall, there’s no better, softer, place to fall than in a foot of powder… with you.  

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As random as it might seem, my inspiration for this was this photo…

Imagine Harry, leaning back like this, propped up on his elbows surrounded by snow and sunshine, grinning like that because he just dragged you into the snow with him. 

Anyways… Thank you so much for reading!! As always, please let me know what you think. You can read the first two parts of ASPTF here. I look forward to posting part 3!! It’s going to be a long one… (ps yes I changed all the ASPTF headers because harry was literally papped wearing the exact puffer that MC and her parents wear in the first two parts!)

COME TALK TO ME!

[timeless-fanfic]

Hey, I loved the pilate and Claudia talk but I was still wondering if you could do one with pilate and. Jewish girl

The Weight of Innocence

Word Count: 1285

Pontius Pilate x (Platonic) Reader

The midday sun cast a warm glow over the Roman palace, a stark contrast to the tension that simmered beneath its marble walls. Pontius Pilate paced his private quarters, his brow furrowed, thoughts consumed by the events unfolding in Jerusalem. The city, always a hive of activity, had become a battleground of voices, and at the center of it all was a man named Jesus.

Word of the supposed prophet had reached Pilate’s ears long before the Jewish leaders brought Him to trial. Pilate had heard of the miracles, the teachings, the hope that seemed to follow Jesus wherever He went. But now, as the religious leaders demanded His crucifixion, Pilate found himself in a position he could neither fully comprehend nor escape. The man was innocent—anyone could see that. But the pressure to appease the Jewish authorities, to keep the fragile peace, weighed heavily on Pilate’s mind.

As he stood by the open window, looking out over the bustling streets of Jerusalem, a knock at his door interrupted his thoughts.

“Enter,” Pilate called, his voice more tired than commanding.

A guard stepped inside, bowing slightly before speaking. “Governor, there’s a woman here to see you. She says it’s important.”

Pilate sighed, rubbing his temples. “Another complaint? What does she want?”

“She’s Jewish, sir. I’m not sure what she wants, but she mentioned… Jesus.”

At the mention of Jesus’ name, Pilate’s interest was piqued. He waved the guard away. “Send her in.”

Moments later, a young Jewish woman entered the room, her eyes cast downward in deference. Her dark hair was pulled back into a modest covering, and her hands were clasped in front of her, as if holding onto some unseen hope. Pilate studied her for a moment before speaking.

“You wished to see me?” he asked, his voice more curious than stern.

The woman raised her eyes slowly, meeting his gaze with an unexpected steadiness. “Yes, Governor. I… I wanted to speak to you about the man you hold prisoner. Jesus of Nazareth.”

Pilate’s brow arched. “You’re one of His followers?”

She hesitated for a moment before nodding. “I am. My name is (Y/N). I know you’re a busy man, but I felt I had to come. To speak with you.”

Pilate gestured for her to continue, intrigued by her quiet determination.

“I know you don’t believe in our faith,” (Y/N) began, her voice soft but firm, “but Jesus… He’s not just a prophet. He’s the Messiah. Many of us believe He was sent to fulfill the prophecies of old.”

Pilate crossed his arms, his gaze narrowing slightly. “And what does that have to do with me?”

(Y/N)’s eyes flickered with emotion as she stepped forward, her hands trembling slightly. “Because I know you don’t want to kill Him,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve heard the rumors in the streets, and I’ve seen the way you’ve handled other prisoners. You’re a just man, Governor Pilate. You can see that He’s done nothing wrong.”

Pilate stared at her, the words hanging heavy in the air. “You think I don’t know that?” he said, his tone sharper than he intended. “You think I haven’t questioned the charges brought against Him? The Jewish leaders are determined to see Him crucified, and if I don’t comply, there will be riots in the streets. You can’t possibly understand the weight of this decision.”

(Y/N) flinched at his words but stood her ground. “I understand more than you think,” she replied, her voice shaking with conviction. “I’ve seen what happens to those who challenge the authorities. But Jesus isn’t like anyone else. He’s changed everything—He’s healed the sick, raised the dead, shown us what it means to love and forgive. And I know, deep down, you must see that too.”

Pilate was silent for a moment, the weight of her words pressing against his chest. He had spent the past hours questioning his own judgment, wrestling with the decision that could alter the course of history. The truth was, Pilate had never encountered a man like Jesus before. Even in the moments when Jesus stood silent before him, there had been something unsettling about His presence—a quiet strength, a certainty that defied the accusations hurled against Him.

“What do you expect me to do?” Pilate asked, his voice quieter now, almost resigned. “You speak of faith, of miracles, but the people outside this palace, the ones crying for His blood, they don’t care about any of that. They want Him dead.”

“I expect you to follow your conscience,” (Y/N) said softly. “You’re in a position of power, yes, but that doesn’t mean you have to do what’s wrong just to maintain control. If you know He’s innocent, you must act on it.”

Pilate turned away from her, his hands clenched at his sides. “You think it’s that simple?”

“No,” (Y/N) admitted. “But the truth rarely is.”

For a moment, the room fell into silence. Pilate could hear the distant murmur of voices from the streets below, the growing unrest among the crowds who awaited his judgment. He knew what they wanted. But standing here, listening to this woman speak of a man who had touched so many lives, Pilate felt a stirring of something he hadn’t expected—doubt. Not doubt in Jesus’ innocence, but doubt in his own ability to stand against the tide of hatred and fear that threatened to sweep over him.

Finally, Pilate turned back to (Y/N), his expression unreadable. “You’re brave to come here and speak to me like this,” he said quietly. “Most people wouldn’t dare.”

“I’m not brave,” (Y/N) replied, shaking her head. “I’m just… I believe in Him. And I believe that you’re not the kind of man who would condemn an innocent person. Not if you had the choice.”

Pilate studied her for a long moment, his thoughts swirling like a storm. “Even if I believed what you say,” he began slowly, “how can I stop what’s already in motion? The people won’t listen to reason. They want blood.”

“Sometimes,” (Y/N) said, her voice gentle but firm, “doing what’s right means standing against the crowd.”

Pilate exhaled slowly, the weight of her words settling over him like a heavy cloak. He knew that what she said was true, but he also knew that the decision he made in the coming hours would define his rule—and possibly his life.

Before he could respond, a guard appeared at the door, interrupting the moment. “Governor, the leaders are demanding an answer.”

Pilate glanced toward the door, his jaw clenched. He looked back at (Y/N), her eyes still filled with quiet determination.

“I don’t know what will happen,” he admitted, his voice low. “But you should go. It’s not safe for you to be here.”

(Y/N) nodded, understanding the gravity of his words. She turned to leave but paused at the door, looking back at him one last time. “I’ll be praying for you, Governor Pilate. And for Him.”

With that, she disappeared into the corridor, leaving Pilate alone with his thoughts.

For a long while, he stood there, staring out the window at the bustling city below. He could feel the weight of history pressing down on him, and for the first time in his life, he wasn’t sure if he was strong enough to bear it.

But one thing was clear: this decision, this moment, would change everything.

Scripture Reference: John 19:12 - "From then on, Pilate sought to release him, but the Jews cried out, 'If you release this man, you are not Caesar's friend. Everyone who makes himself a king opposes Caesar.'"

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10 Important Benefits of Wall Pilates Workouts for Full Body

Wall Pilates is a form of Pilates that involves performing traditional Pilates exercises with the support of a wall. It is a low-impact exercise that can help you achieve a full-body workout. Here are some more details on the benefits of Wall Pilates:

Low impact

Wall Pilates is kind to your joints and muscles since it doesn’t include any high-impact movement.

Stability

If you’re a little wobbly with your balance, the wall will give you the support that you need.

Alignment

The wall can help with alignment, especially when you’re practicing at home without an instructor to correct you.

Free Resistance

The wall can provide an extra challenge that you wouldn’t get on a mat alone, making it a more advanced exercise than if you had your feet flat on the floor.

Muscle Strengthening

Wall Pilates exercises help lengthen the spine and decompress the vertebrae. They also strengthen the muscles that support the spine, which can help to prevent future pain.

Lower Risk of Injury

Muscle imbalances are one of the main causes of injuries. Wall Pilates can help to correct these imbalances. It reduces the risk of injury.

 Improve Posture

Wall Pilates can help to improve your posture by strengthening the muscles that support your spine.

Increase Flexibility

Wall Pilates exercises can help to increase your flexibility, which can help to reduce the risk of injury.

 Improve Balance

Wall Pilates can help to improve your balance by strengthening the muscles that support your spine.

Reduce Stress

Wall Pilates can help to reduce stress by promoting relaxation and reducing tension in the body.

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Oh nice! I’ve been wanting to try Pilates! Where do you get your workouts? And have you noticed any benefits so far?

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I'm on a journey.

I started on BetterMe and their 28 day wall pilates helped ease me in and built up flexibility. But after that I kinda found limited options.

Then I didn't realise I had a 6 month free trial for fitbit premium with my watch so now I'm using that and I enjoy their workouts and they have a lot of variety in length and type (not just pilates). I did a cardio with no running which was challenging but not horrible. Plus Indid a pilates with cardio. So I'm mainly focusing on pilates but mixing other things in.

I have lost weight for sure. I don't own a scale so I don't know how much. But I've also reined in my diet a whole lot. I eat a light healthy lunch and a large dinner with limited snacks. Maybe have a snack once or twice a week, and a dessert 1 a week.

I also do a 45 minute walk on my lunches on work days and 30 minute walks on the weekend with the pooch. The walks I've been doing for over a year but I'm really tryna feel better about my body.

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Best gyms in New York

New York City is a hub of activity, with people constantly on the move. Among the hustle and bustle, fitness remains a priority for many residents and visitors. If you're looking to get in shape or maintain your fitness routine, choosing the right gym is essential. Here are the top five gyms in New York City that cater to various fitness needs and lifestyles.

 1. Equinox

Equinox is synonymous with luxury fitness. With multiple locations across New York City, it’s a top choice for fitness enthusiasts who value premium services and state-of-the-art facilities.

- What to Expect:  

  Equinox gyms offer cutting-edge equipment, spacious workout areas, and stylish interiors. Classes range from yoga and Pilates to high-intensity interval training (HIIT) and cycling.  

- Perks:  

  Membership includes access to eucalyptus-infused towels, steam rooms, and spa-like locker rooms. Many locations also feature juice bars and personal training services.  

- Who It’s For:  

  Ideal for professionals and individuals seeking a gym experience that blends fitness with luxury.  

- Price:  

  Membership fees can range from $200 to $300 per month, depending on the location and services included.

 2. Blink Fitness

Blink Fitness stands out for its affordability without compromising quality. With numerous locations across the city, it’s a great option for budget-conscious gym-goers.

- What to Expect:  

  Blink focuses on providing a clean and friendly workout environment. The gym has all the essential equipment, including cardio machines, free weights, and resistance training tools.  

- Perks:  

  A positive and inclusive atmosphere, friendly staff, and a variety of machines make Blink appealing.  

- Who It’s For:  

  Great for beginners, students, and anyone looking for a no-frills, high-quality gym experience.  

- Price:  

  Plans start as low as $15 per month, with additional options for access to multiple locations.

 3. Chelsea Piers Fitness

Located in a stunning waterfront location, Chelsea Piers Fitness offers a unique gym experience with a mix of fitness and fun.

- What to Expect:  

  This gym has a 25-yard swimming pool, a 10,000-square-foot functional training space, and a rock-climbing wall. In addition, it offers group classes, including boxing, yoga, and dance fitness.  

- Perks:  

  The gym is known for its large, open spaces and diverse workout options. After your session, relax at their spa or take in the views of the Hudson River.  

- Who It’s For:  

  Perfect for people who want more than just a gym – it’s ideal for those looking for a comprehensive fitness and leisure experience.  

- Price:  

  Membership costs around $180 to $230 per month.

 4. Planet Fitness

Planet Fitness is a favorite for those who prefer a judgment-free gym environment. With several locations throughout NYC, it’s one of the most accessible gyms in the city.

- What to Expect:  

  Planet Fitness emphasizes a welcoming and non-intimidating atmosphere. It provides a wide range of machines, free weights, and cardio equipment.  

- Perks:  

  Members enjoy free fitness training sessions and access to massage chairs and tanning beds (depending on the membership plan).  

- Who It’s For:  

  Ideal for beginners and anyone seeking a casual and relaxed gym experience without breaking the bank.  

- Price:  

  Memberships start at $10 per month for a single location and $24.99 per month for access to all Planet Fitness gyms.

 5. The Dogpound

The Dogpound is a boutique gym known for its celebrity clientele and intense, high-energy workouts. If you're looking for a place to challenge yourself, this is the spot.

- What to Expect:  

  The Dogpound offers personalized training programs tailored to your fitness goals. The gym is equipped with premium equipment and has a reputation for producing results.  

- Perks:  

  Workouts are custom-designed by professional trainers, and the community is supportive and motivational.  

- Who It’s For:  

  Ideal for fitness enthusiasts, athletes, and individuals who are serious about achieving their fitness goals.  

- Price:  

  Membership and personal training packages are on the pricier side, with costs starting at $200 per session.

 Choosing the Right Gym

When choosing a gym in New York City, consider factors such as location, price, amenities, and your fitness goals. Whether you're seeking luxury, affordability, or a unique workout environment, one of these top gyms will meet your needs.

Make time for fitness and enjoy the best that New York City's gyms have to offer!

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Pilates: The Secret to a Stronger You

Have you ever wondered what makes Pilates so popular among fitness enthusiasts? Is it just a trend, or is there something more to this form of exercise that keeps people coming back? Whether you're looking to improve your core strength, flexibility, or just want to try something new, Pilates exercise might be the secret you've been searching for. It’s not just about sculpting a lean body; it’s about building a stronger, more resilient you.

What is Pilates?

Pilates is a form of low-impact exercise that focuses on strengthening muscles while improving postural alignment and flexibility. It was developed by Joseph Pilates in the early 20th century, originally as a way to help injured soldiers and dancers regain strength and control. But today, it's a popular workout choice for anyone looking to enhance their overall fitness.

Unlike other forms of exercise that might focus solely on cardio or heavy weightlifting, Pilates exercise offers a balanced approach that works on your body from the inside out. Imagine your body as a well-built house: Pilates works on laying a strong foundation, ensuring that every brick is in place and every wall is sturdy.

The Core Principle: Control

At the heart of Pilates is the concept of control. Every movement in Pilates is done with precision and care, focusing on quality over quantity. You might not break a sweat as you would with a run, but the deliberate movements challenge your muscles in a unique way. This emphasis on control helps to build not just strength, but also awareness of your body.

The Benefits of Pilates Exercise

What makes Pilates exercise stand out from other workouts? Let's dive into the specific benefits that you can expect when you incorporate Pilates into your fitness routine.

1. Improved Core Strength

One of the most well-known benefits of Pilates is its ability to strengthen the core. But what exactly is the core? Think of it as the powerhouse of your body, the central hub from which all movement stems. By focusing on the muscles of the abdomen, lower back, hips, and pelvis, Pilates helps to build a strong and stable core.

A strong core is not just about having toned abs. It’s about providing a solid support system for your entire body, reducing the risk of injury, and improving posture. Whether you’re picking up groceries or playing with your kids, a strong core will make these everyday activities easier and safer.

2. Enhanced Flexibility

Flexibility isn’t just for dancers and gymnasts; it’s essential for everyone. Pilates gently stretches and lengthens the muscles, improving your overall flexibility. Over time, you’ll notice that movements become more fluid and less restricted.

Increased flexibility also helps in preventing injuries. When your muscles are flexible, they are less likely to tear or strain under pressure. Pilates ensures that your muscles are both strong and supple, creating a balance that keeps you moving with ease.

3. Better Posture and Alignment

Do you often find yourself slouching at your desk? A common problem is bad posture, particularly for people who spend a lot of time sitting down. Pilates is a fantastic way to correct and improve your posture.

The exercises in Pilates target the deep muscles of the back and abdomen, which play a crucial role in maintaining good posture. With regular practice, you’ll start to notice that you stand taller, sit straighter, and move more gracefully.

4. Stress Relief

In today’s fast-paced world, stress is almost inevitable. But did you know that Pilates can help with that too? The mindful movement and controlled breathing techniques used in Pilates promote relaxation and stress relief. It’s not just about working out your body; it’s also about calming your mind.

The focus required in Pilates helps to shift your attention away from daily worries, allowing you to reconnect with your body. By the end of a session, you’ll feel both mentally and physically rejuvenated.

Finding Pilates Classes Near Me

Now that you're excited about the benefits of Pilates, you might be wondering, "Where can I find Pilates classes near me?" The good news is that most places have a good number of Pilates studios and classes that are suitable for all fitness levels.

Choosing the Right Class

When looking for Pilates classes near me, it’s important to consider a few factors:

- Experience Level: Are you a beginner or more advanced? Many studios offer classes specifically tailored to different levels.

- Instructor Credentials: Verify the experience and certification of the instructors. A good instructor will guide you through the movements safely and effectively.

- Class Size: Smaller classes allow for more personalized attention, which can be particularly beneficial for beginners.

Exploring Your Options

Many studios offer a free trial class, so you can see if Pilates is the right fit for you. Whether you’re searching online or asking friends for recommendations, take the time to explore your options.

Getting Started with Pilates

Ready to embark on your Pilates journey? Here’s how to get started:

1. Find a Class: Use your search engine or ask around to locate Pilates near me.

2. Start Slow: Begin with beginner classes to build your foundation.

3. Stay Consistent: Like any exercise, consistency is key. Aim for at least two sessions per week to start seeing results.

4. Listen to Your Body: Pilates should never be painful. If something doesn’t feel right, speak with your instructor.

Conclusion

Pilates isn’t just another workout; it’s a holistic approach to fitness that strengthens your body and mind. Whether you’re looking to improve your core strength, flexibility, posture, or simply reduce stress, Pilates exercise offers a wealth of benefits. So why not take the first step today? Search for Pilates classes near me, and discover the secret to a stronger, healthier you.

Pilates is like the glue that holds your body together, creating harmony between strength, flexibility, and peace of mind. Give it a try, and you'll see why so many people swear by it!

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Fitness can now be fun!

Are you ready to unlock your full fitness potential and have fun while doing it? Fitness doesn't have to be a chore, especially when you have the right guidance and activities to keep you motivated. Today, we're diving into some creative ways to make your fitness journey enjoyable, with tips from a personal trainer in Delhi.

Dance Your Way to Fitness - Who says workouts have to be all about lifting weights, running on treadmills, and exhausting yourself? Dance is a great way to get your heart pumping while you groove to some rocking beats. Modern trainers often recommend dance-based fitness routines, such as Zumba or hip-hop routines. These workouts are not only effective but also a blast, making you forget that you're even exercising!

Outdoor Adventures - Fitness doesn’t have to be limited within four walls! Delhi and Mumbai are filled with beautiful parks and open spaces perfect for an outdoor fitness session. From jogging around India Gate and yoga in Lodhi Gardens, to a brisk walk at the Marine Drive sea face, there are countless ways to enjoy nature while staying fit. Asad Hussain, a renowned trainer, suggests incorporating outdoor activities like hiking or cycling into your routine for a refreshing change of pace.

Fitness Challenges with Friends - Working out with your besties can be incredibly motivating too. Challenge your buddies to a friendly competition, whether it's a race, a push-up contest, or a month-long fitness challenge. Even the best personal trainer in Delhi emphasizes the power of community and support in achieving fitness goals. Plus, working out with friends makes the experience much more enjoyable and less daunting.

Mind-Body Workouts- Sometimes, the best workouts are those that also relax your mind amidst all the chaos around. Activities like yoga, pilates, and tai chi offer incredible benefits for both your body and mind. These exercises improve flexibility, strength, and mental clarity. Many trainers integrate mind-body workouts into their clients' routines to help them achieve a balanced and holistic approach to fitness.

Explore New Fitness Trends - Fitness trends are always evolving, and trying out new activities can keep your routine exciting. From aerial yoga to trampoline workouts, there's always something new to explore. As mentioned earlier, famous trainers like Asad Hussain are big advocates for experimenting with different fitness trends to find what works best for you and keeps you engaged.

Remember, fitness is a journey, not a destination. With the right approach and a bit of creativity, staying active can be both fun and fulfilling. So, if you're ready to spice up your fitness routine, take these tips from the best personal trainer in Delhi and start exploring the endless possibilities. Your fitness potential is just waiting to be unlocked!

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Discover the Best Home Workout Equipment: Elevate Your Fitness with Top Exercise Accessories

In the pursuit of a healthier lifestyle, having the right equipment at your fingertips can make all the difference. Whether you're a fitness enthusiast or just starting your journey, the best home workout equipment is essential for effective and enjoyable exercise routines. At Energie Fitness, we offer a wide range of exercise accessories that can transform your home into a comprehensive fitness hub. Let's dive into some of the must-have exercise accessories that can help you achieve your fitness goals.

1. Resistance Bands

Resistance bands are versatile, portable, and perfect for all fitness levels. They come in various resistance levels, allowing you to tailor your workouts to your strength and fitness goals. Use them for strength training, flexibility exercises, and even rehabilitation. Their compact size makes them ideal for home workouts and on-the-go fitness routines.

2. Dumbbells

No home gym is complete without a set of dumbbells. They are excellent for building muscle strength and endurance. With various weights available, you can start light and gradually increase as you get stronger. Dumbbells are perfect for exercises like bicep curls, shoulder presses, and lunges, providing a full-body workout experience.

3. Yoga Mats

A high-quality yoga mat is essential for any home workout routine, whether you practice yoga, Pilates, or general floor exercises. It provides cushioning for your joints, improves stability, and ensures a non-slip surface for a safer workout. A good yoga mat can make your exercise sessions more comfortable and enjoyable.

4. Kettlebells

Kettlebells are another versatile piece of equipment that can enhance your home workouts. They are great for dynamic movements that combine strength and cardio, such as kettlebell swings, squats, and snatches. Kettlebells can help improve your overall fitness by building strength, power, and endurance.

5. Foam Rollers

Foam rollers are essential for post-workout recovery. They help alleviate muscle soreness, improve flexibility, and increase blood flow to muscles. Regular foam rolling can also reduce the risk of injury by keeping your muscles healthy and limber. Incorporate foam rolling into your routine to enhance your recovery and performance.

6. Jump Ropes

Jump ropes are a fantastic cardio tool that can help you burn calories and improve cardiovascular health. They are inexpensive, portable, and can be used almost anywhere. Incorporate jump rope exercises into your routine for a fun and effective cardio workout that also improves coordination and agility.

7. Exercise Balls

Exercise balls, also known as stability balls, are excellent for enhancing core strength and stability. They can be used for a variety of exercises, including abdominal workouts, balance training, and even as a substitute for a bench in strength training exercises. An exercise ball can add an extra challenge to your workouts by engaging more muscle groups.

8. Pull-Up Bars

If you're looking to build upper body strength, a pull-up bar is a must-have. It allows you to perform pull-ups and chin-ups, which are highly effective for building back, shoulder, and arm muscles. Many pull-up bars are designed to fit in doorways, making them a convenient addition to your home gym.

9. Medicine Balls

Medicine balls are versatile tools for strength training and explosive movements. They can be used for exercises like wall throws, slams, and partner drills. Medicine balls come in various weights, allowing you to choose the right one for your fitness level and goals.

10. Ab Rollers

An ab roller is a simple yet effective tool for targeting your core muscles. It helps build abdominal strength and endurance while also engaging the shoulders and back. Incorporate an ab roller into your routine to achieve a stronger, more defined core.

Why Choose Energie Fitness for Your Home Workout Equipment?

At Energie Fitness, we are committed to providing high-quality exercise accessories that cater to all fitness levels and goals. Our range of products is designed to enhance your home workouts, making fitness accessible and enjoyable. Whether you're looking to build strength, improve flexibility, or enhance cardiovascular health, we have the best home workout equipment to meet your needs.

Conclusion

Investing in the best home workout equipment is a step towards a healthier and more active lifestyle. With the right exercise accessories, you can create a versatile and effective workout routine in the comfort of your home. Explore our collection at Energie Fitness and discover the tools that will help you achieve your fitness goals. Start your journey to better health today!