#Women in Nike sports bras

[skinskisurf]

[thedeadathlete]

[athleticscorpion]

3. Brianna Hughes, 25

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Pro Dri-FIT Indy Sports Bra & Pro Dri-Fit Mid-Rise 3" Graphic Training Shorts in Red from Nike (n/a)

[bras-r-great]

Nike sports bra size large

[beforeimdeceased]

please write toxic fgirl ellie🙏🙏🙏

TOXIC FGIRL!ELLIE HEADCANONS

i wish i was normal so badly. i keep fucking with these toxic evil women and it’s actually gonna put me back in the mental hospital, but here’s some fun headcanons based on the insanity of my love life.

texts “you’re coming over.” and it’s not a question or a request. you are coming over.

“we can watch a movie.” turns into “just spread them a bit wider for me baby.” reallll quick

only messages through snapchat ewww

takes mirror pics with the bottom of her shirt between her teeth to show her abs. also takes pics at a low angle to show off her nike sports bra

fucks you sooooo good it’s ridiculous. like you cannot continue to be mad at her when her tongue is slowly circling your clit and she’s knuckle deep in your wet cunt making you drip and squirt all over yourself.

“oh shit my ex is calling hold up…”

loves night drives especially when the sun is setting. will take you to grab food and drive up to the beach to enjoy the sunset. (don’t get attached don’t get attached don’t)

she may have other bitches but you CANNOT. sees you’re talking to somebody else or you post with someone on your cf and she’s texting you non stop “where are you.” “who is that?” “answer the fucking phone baby i’m not playing with you right now.”

will make you cry and lose your mind a lot. those intimate make out sessions with her will especially do you in. hands on your waist while she guides your slow sloppy kisses. peppering some on your neck, but only leaving hickies in between your thighs and on your chest because you’re not hers, but you are, but you’re not.

eventually you tell her to fuck off and that you’re done but she shows up at your door telling you she needs you and she’s sorry and she’s got flowers and your favorite fast food order in her hands. how can you say no?

a smoke sesh with her is life changing. always makes sure you’re comfortable and that you have whatever you’re craving. gives you soft pecks on the cheeks and on the lips. rubs your arms and kisses your hand while she looks up at you with those pretty puppy eyes.

[female-malice]

AMELIA STRICKLER: Trans TikTok star Dylan Mulvaney's offensive parody makes a total mockery of female athletes like me 

It Is so offensive, it reminds me of a routine by a chauvinist male comedian from the 1970s. Dylan Mulvaney, a TikTok influencer and performer, leaps around wearing Nike leggings and a sports bra. Their exaggerated movements seem to me to parody a woman’s exercise routine.

Mulvaney, a biological male who first openly identified as ‘transgender’ in March last year, has been signed by the world’s biggest sports company to promote women’s clothing. I am a GB shot putter who has won the British title twice and competed in the Commonwealth Games. I am a European finalist and world championship finalist.

I know how many years of training it takes, often at great personal cost, to reach the top levels of sport.

And I know what it is to be a woman.

In the video advert, Mulvaney frankly appears to be laughing in the face of female athletes like me – and any other woman or girl who wants to better themselves physically.

I’ve been a shot putter since I was ten. Life in professional athletics requires grit and determination. It doesn’t involve dancing around, grinning inanely.

It means getting up at the crack of dawn to train, keeping going when every muscle in your body is screaming at you to stop, forgoing time with friends and family and being utterly single-minded. And because so few female athletes attract sponsorship from giants like Nike, we often have to fit training and competing around other paid work.

For many years, I had two jobs to support my shot putting career. Recently I found a private sponsor through my athletics club Thames Valley Harriers, which enables me to keep competing.

But most female athletes don’t have that advantage. Women get 1 per cent of all sports sponsorship money – and yet to see Nike willing to shell out however many thousands it is to Mulvaney – who, remember, has not fully ‘transitioned’ to female – is utterly demoralising.

Nike likes to harp on about how it champions women: last year it announced an ‘Athletes Think Tank’ to help ‘serve today’s women athletes’, while a 2021 campaign praised mums for being ‘the toughest athletes’.

All well and good – but contrast these warm words with Nike’s actions towards the female athletes it actually sponsored. Women such as Olympic runner Alysia Montano were subject to ‘performance-based reductions’ – amounting to a 70 per cent pay cut – when they were unable to race due to being pregnant or having just given birth. In other words, penalised for being a woman.

Following a public outcry, Nike amended its policy to allow women 18 months off around pregnancy, but this latest publicity stunt reveals just how little the company really cares about women in sport.

It would be better to invest some of the money given to attention-seeking influencers such as Mulvaney to develop better sportswear for biological women.

In nearly a decade of competing at the top level, I have yet to find a decent sports bra: I have to wear two at once.

Modelling a bra on someone who has a male torso is an insult to those of us with female bodies.

At the track yesterday, many fellow female athletes were deeply upset by Nike’s apparent contempt for our sport. As one said – and I agree – ‘I’m glad Nike isn’t my sponsor.’

Women are still fighting for true equality in sport – we’ve made progress, but there’s a long way to go. We don’t need a big brand such as Nike to bring it down with crass campaigns. I agree with Sharron Davies – women should boycott Nike. If they refuse to support women in sport, then why should we support them?

[skinskisurf]

[athletictaipan]

[thedeadathlete]

[everygayhere]

May the fun commence

hey this the first fanfic i've ever posted so like if you could give any notes that would be really appreciated and also go a little easy maybe... possible pls.

summary: Y/N a college student who is traveling to Malibu beach and have a fun vacation and maybe get to know her crush Marlow a bit more, while also avoiding Tara the most annoying person. Little does she know that maybe more interesting paths await her at this beach house. Tara carpenter a free spirted women who likes to have her fun drinking and hanging out with friends and avoiding the one person she knows won't be here Y/N.

Part 1, Part 2

Loud sounds of pelting rain hit the roof. As Y/N sits in her room with the murmurs of the television in the background which has been forgotten. Scrolling through her Instagram mindlessly noticing everyone enjoying their summer, FOMO at an all time high. She has a long exhale of breath as she sees her crush Marlows’s post. Jealousy consumes her as she analyzes the photo of a random girl’s arms wrapped around their body. To close for her comfort she thinks. Quickly scrolling past to see her friend Alva’s post about her lavash vacation and the summer sun, wishing she could be there.

Yet here she lays in the comfort of her bed wasting the day away. You see it’s not like she wasn’t invited to come along with them on their vacation. She just said no. Her parents didn’t mind her going, it's just that sometimes they embarrass her. When she told them that her friends wanted her to come along on their vacation her parents were fine with it; they were actually happy. They couldn’t wait to get their daughter out of their house for some alone time and so their daughter could have fun.

To Y/n credit she was packing to get ready to go but then her mum pulled the stunt of giving her condoms and a sex talk and that just made her not want to go. So now the envy of her friends having fun, well she was stuck at home once again was on her this time, but maybe it was for the best since Tara Carpenter was there. A part of her didn’t mind that she wasn’t on Malibu Beach sun tanning and basking in the warm air but the other part was so pissed off.

A knock was heard at Y/N’s door, “darling hey I was just coming up to see if you were okay or needed anything?”. Her mother questions at the closed door. “Ah no i’m good thanks though mum” Y/N heard her mother sigh as her footsteps became distant. Is it possible for my summer to get any worse she thought to herself. *DING* the sound of a notification rang out into her room, her screen lighting up from the right of her. Of Course it could, why the hell would it not. There on her locked screen lit up a notification of a post Marlow  just uploaded and in the tagged mentions was Tara Carpenter insta. As Y/N clicked the notification the image of Tara and Marlow was brought up to her face. The two of them grinning into the camera with their eyes covered by sunglasses. Marlow was wearing a wife beater while Tara had an unbuttoned Hawaiian style shirt and a Nike sports bra underneath.

Now normally Y/N would be smiling at this photo like a kid in a candy store but she couldn’t seem to hold that expression not when Tara was in it arms crossed over her chest, abs on display her biceps popping out with the sweat that dripped from her arms. Ugh why the hell did Tara have to ruin everything. She just had to be friends with Marlow. I mean who cares if they were friends since the start of college, maybe Y/N didn’t want Tara to ruin her only chance with Marlow. 

That’s it this is how my love life is going to be something or someone is going to always get in the way. No matter what. I am just destined to be alone forever. Y/N thinks to herself as she continues to see her mutuals all hanging out and having fun, couples kissing each other and posting about their life while on vacation. She then decides to get up and leave her room and go somewhere. I mean she has several more weeks before she’s back at school. Maybe she should just go to Malibu and hang with her friends. They did say that she could fly over and stay at their villa when she was ready, and this is her being ready.

Y/N packs her bags once again and heads down stairs where she sees her parents in the living room. They both turn when they hear her footsteps coming down the stairs. “Hey honey, what are you doing with those bags?” her mum asks.  “I’ve decided to get ready to leave for that vacation with my friends in LA” Y/N says looking at her mother with her head held high. “Well that’s wonderful news, but how are you going to get there darling? Flights are already fully booked for the next 2 weeks” her father responded with a confused look on his face. Amelia nudges her husband. “I was just going to drive there, nothing says great freedom like taking a 9 hour and 53 minute drive from here to LA, well LA Malibu beach”  Y/N responded. “ Well okay then have a fun message when you get there and remember safe sex is the best option besides no sex but you know what i mean” her mother smiles at her giving her a wink. “Ew mum like I said I am not going to have sex i’m just going to hangout with Alva and the others” Y/N responded while walking out the front door towards her car. “Okay well don't forget that you have to wear protection when you get a little frisky with girls honey and also, please understand you could still get an STD!” her mother shouts out towards her. “Yes, I know mum, I take health class!” Y/N  responded back, packing her bags into her car.

She hops into the front of her car and puts the directions on her GPS and connects her phone so she can listen to music on her way there. As she’s driving off she decides that this time is probably the best to get herself a coffee. So she pulls up to a cafe and off onto the road she goes. 

Several hours of driving and great playlist’s later she arrives at the villa Alva messaged her when she was driving down. At this moment she second guesses herself on whether or not she should be here. Then she sees Alva on the balcony and texts her telling her she's here, she can see Anika read it since Alva bolts from the balcony 2 minutes later she’s running out of the front door and towards Y/N’s car. “You actually came!!! Oh my god, holy shit I really thought you were bullshitting again.” “At this moment I really do wish I was too.” Y/N responded with dread filling her face.

“Oh come on, it's not that Y/nn” Alva responded by wrapping her arm around her shoulder and dragging her along with her. “Not that bad?... look how many people are here.” as Y/N scans the driveway jammed packed with cars like a goddamn puzzle. With the music blasting out to the where the two stand outside facing the front entrance. “Look it’s really not this packed all the time we just so happen to have a party the day you arrived….” Alva says well looking away from Y/N to the house. Y/N turns back to face Anika and gives her a raised eyebrow “oh really? You know that's pretty weird considering you’re good at planning ahead of time and you knew I was going to be here today.” Alva doesn’t look at her as she response “what… that’s not-” in the middle of Anika responding she turns to Y/n to explain and see the really? Face Y/n is giving her “okay maybe i did know… but it doesn’t matter now you're here and you are going to have fun with me.” Alva gives Y/N a big smile and drags her to the house by her forearm.  ‘May the fun commence.. I guess’ Y/n thought as she entered the front door.

[xhollandlilsx]

Handmade - Leah Williamson x Reader

Warnings: N/A

“You can’t just throw glitter on it”

Lucy argued as we were making posters for each other, for the game against America, they wanted posters of us up around the stadium.

Handmade ones.

“Well Luce, it’s not exactly winning any awards is it!” I half shouted playfully, as I slapped some glue on there and just dumped a handful of glitter on it. I’d tried to make her look a little less intimidating, but it started to go downhill so glitter was my saviour as much as I hated the stuff, “Not my fault your photo looks like you’ve taken Liam Neeson’s daughter”

A few of the girls burst out laughing, as I fanned myself with my hands as all the arts and crafts business was making me sweat. I only had a zip up thermal jumper on and my Nike sports bra underneath, so when I ditched my jumper, and returned to the table I saw a few almost shocked faces.

“Damn Y/L/N, since when do you have abs?!” Kiera heckled with raised eyebrows. In the corner of my eye I saw Leah’s head shoot up, as I shot a wink to Kiera and laughed. Nobody knew except Georgia and Lucy that Leah and I were together, we hid it the best we could, not wanting all the interrogation, and wanted to keep it private in the first few months.

“No seriously I can count them, drop the workout routine” Lauren laughed astounded. I shook my head looking down with a slight laugh. I never knew how to take compliments so I usually just laughed them off or replied with my usual cocky comments. There were a few more comments thrown around about my figure and a few flirtatious comments that were purely a joke. Things like:

‘Wouldn’t kick you out of bed’ and ‘Damn It’s a good day to like women’.

I carried on trying to save the poster of Lucy, to no avail as it looked like a mess but I loved it either way.

“Tah-Dah” I held it up to the camera with a big toothy smile, “So for my artwork I did the amazing Lucy Bronze, I added some of these, and those, whatever they are. And yeah. I’m proud of it. She now looks a little less crime documentary-ie”

I laughed as I walked passed Georgia who was complaining about Leah’s poster of her.

“Y/N look at this. So this is my picture, I went with, everything you can see, that’s really nice and quite truthful about Leah” Before she then reached over to grab hers that was on the table as Leah was cutting something out.

“No no I’m not done!” Leah protested making me laugh slightly, “I’ve got to rearrange things”

“Leah’s altering it because I wasn’t very satisfied. I got devil horns” She moaned looking between the camera and myself, I let out a laugh and nodded crossing my arms.

“I think that’s quite cool” Leah argued, nobody else would be able to but just from the way she avoided eye contact with me I could tell something was up.

“Yeah it’s cool but… I give her, a tiara.” She told me expecting me to tell my girlfriend off, to which I just shook my head patting Georgia on the back twice.

“I mean you’re not exactly an angel on the pitch Stanners” I laughed as I walked back to my work bench, where Ellie had leaned against it and started talking to me, we were just talking about going for food tomorrow but with the hushed tone and the closeness I could see where Leah came from when she stood up, dusting her hands off and walking out of the room.

I looked at Georgia with a frown asking her what’s up, to which she shook her head and nodded toward the door where the blonde had just left.

After dusting my own hands off and grabbing my shirt again, I excused myself and followed after her, I searched the first corridor not seeing any sign of her, as I pulled my shirt over my head.

But spotted her when I turned the next, she was leaning against the wall in a sort of squat position with her hands on her knees looking down.

“What’s up?” I asked walking over to which she looked up and me before standing up straight, I tried to make out the look on her face but I couldn’t.

“Nothing, Y/N” She shook her head going to walk past me when I stopped her placing a hand on her chest.

“Leah.”

“I’m sick of this.” She blurted out, to which I looked at her as she motioned between the two of us, my heart sinking.

“What?” I asked trying to keep my voice steady, as I now crossed my arms, swallowing hard.

“This, the sneaking around, the secrecy” She sighed, looking down.

“Leah…” I whispered before taking a deep breath and looking up at her again trying to be strong, “Do you wanna break up?”

“No! No god no.” She looked at me with wide eyes, to which I let out an audible breath I didn’t realise I was holding, “I just. I don’t wanna hide this anymore. I can’t sit there and be quiet when people are saying things like that about you”

“They were only joking Leah” I smirked at her jealousy, trying to hide the grin on my face.

“I didn’t find it funny.” She argued, “I wanna tell them.”

“Are you sure?” I asked with an almost wince, as I looked into her bright blue eyes.

“I’ve been sure since the game against Japan, I wanted to run over and kiss you when you scored with that bicycle kick.” She smirked, a goal I’d never live down, and never be able to recreate. I smiled slightly at her proud face.

Letting out a small sigh smoothing out my ponytail, and swallowing hard, “Yeah… yeah okay”

With that she finally let a small smile wash over her features as she pulled me into a kiss, her lips soft against mine as I felt her hands go under my shirt and against my abdomen, trailing down. One of my hands was on her cheek as the other placed itself on the small of her back.

“Don’t be shy” I rolled my eyes sarcastically, making her take her hands from my stomach. With a smile I placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Now come on before Georgia decides to do her own poster” I laughed taking her hand in mine and kissing the back of it as we walked.

A/N:

Only a short one but here you go 🤗

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Tiffany wears the Impact Sports Bra ($42.50) & Impact Shorts | 4.5" ($49) in Light Rose Pink from DFYNE with the Air Max 90 Futura Sneakers in White from Nike ($108.97)

[alter-ego-xxx]

I think that a genderbent/sapphic jartylus would go crazy would you do smut headcanons for them pretty please 🙏🙏🙏

nsfw

I'm not really into genderbent ships, but I saw some people (mostly @fromagony) talk about mtf Regulus so in my head its just a t4t(4t) mtf jartylus...

- Jamie wears those gray calvin klein underwear sets

- Reggie wears lace lingerie

- Barty wears boxers and nike sport bras

- they love to spice up their sex life with toys, I'm talking mostly rope and vibrators.

- James and Regulus get soo weak if you call them good girl

- James LOVES to toy with her girlfriends bralettes.

- Eventhough it's very stereotypical, they bought a lot of things for their bedroom in pink or labeled for 'women' because they found out that they have the best (and longest) sex if they're gender affirmed

- they NEVER talk about dicks or assholes but rather use the words clit and pussy.

- BARTY HAS A CLIT PIERCING AND I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL.

thanks for the ask, I tried my best <3

[kicksaddictny]

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[askthebutch]

Im kind of like, new to lesbian culture and butch culture. Im 15, I've known I liked girl since I was like, 9 or 10. And I spent most of that time convinced I was bi or pan because of comhet or whatever. Anyway, I wanna know if you have any advice on how to start dressing more butch? And just like more butch media I can interact with and go through to learn more about it

Be cautious in online spaces that are geared towards lesbians and butches, since most of the folks on there are adults and will be discussing adult themes.

Dressing butch, and butch media. When you try on a new gender expression, most folks start with undergarments. That way it's private and you can decide if you feel more confident before you start changing stuff people will notice. Most butches I know wear sports bras, boxer briefs, and ugly ass crew socks. Sports bras weren't an option for me until after my breast reduction, so I wore minimizing bras. I likes Hanes womens' boxer briefs and their white crew socks (ugly I know but trust they are so comfy you'll never go back).

For clothing, it's all about the fit and hem lines. You'll have to try on a bunch of clothes to find what really works for you.

For shorts, try women's soccer shorts because they have a lower hem line than shit like nike shorts, but they won't swallow you like men's basketball shorts. For pants and jeans, tighter is going to read as feminine but that doesn't mean you should wear parachute pants. (google mc hammer and don't tell me you've never hear U Can't Touch This) Go for bootcut or straightcut jeans. You might have formals or dances or something in which case I recommend getting a women's tuxedo.

For shirts, get you a multipack of t shirts from the men's section. Great place to start. Men's t shirts aren't as clingy as women's, they're cheaper, they have pockets, and they're a little longer in the torso. Pair a t-shirt with a casual open button up (like a flannel) and you've got yourself a look that killed it back when I was in school with my fellow dinosaurs. I tuck the t shirt into my jeans and wear a leather or recycled bike tire belt with a buckle I found at an antique store.

Ultimately, it's more about what makes you confident than what aligns with the gender expression you're aiming for.

If you saw me at a coffee shop, I'd be wearing crocs or beat up work sneakers, Levi 401 jeans, a big hoodie, and maybe a baseball cap. I also like to paint my nails black and wear the same two necklaces I've worn since I was like 12. That's what makes me confident.