#anyway /I/ need to go to the gym and workout now and then i'll be back and maybe i'll gif ep 20 of swm tonight or tomorrow one of the 2

[usertoxicyaoi]

SH: Your dressing style is very street. JS: Not at all.

HIS MAN 2 (2023). Episode 8.

[lieutenantselnia]

Yesterday I've been doing some proper physical exercise for the first time since last year and I'm just imagining how proud my f/os would be of me🥹

[bunnihearted]

🚬🧸🧃🎀

[fitgirlfemdom]

✧∘* ✧･ﾟbigger guys✧∘* ✧･ﾟ

you meet me at the gym. maybe i caught your eye from the squat rack or maybe you watched as a downed a bottle of water during a break. it doesn't matter--we get to talking. eventually, you realize, i come to that gym everyday, and soon we get to exchanging numbers. i come across as this demure, young cardiobunny with a bit of an obsession for you, and maybe you're just looking to score.

it doesn't matter. i tell you that i like bigger guys. you ask me about my opinion of you, and i suggest that you could eat a few more calories. after all, it's bulking season. you don't really think that your 10% body fat is gonna maintain all the way to summer, do you? i suggest a mass gainer shake brand, and although you forget most of our conversation, on your way home, you couldn't help but stop by a grocery store and pick some up.

that's when i start asking you about it. i recommend, after our respective work-outs when we're downing out protein shakes, you take your mass gainer at the same time. it's efficiency, after all. you say you want to ease into it, but after meeting my eyes as the bottle touches your lips, something changes in you.

i go to the gym everyday, and when i see you enter, i ask about the shakes. you did bring some with you, right? you won't get any gains if you don't eat right after! didn't you know that? and that brand isn't even that good anyway. who told you to get that? let's head to your place after--i'll show you how to make a real shake.

that's when it becomes a daily routine--well, it started to, before your lethargy got to you. post-workout, i'd head over and whip up something special for you--gobs of peanut butter, mass gainer, heavy cream, protein powder, the works--all in the comfort of your own blender. you start to question if all of this is really necessary, but i did tell you big guys were better, and are you gonna tell me i'm wrong? look at you. don't get self-deprecating now. i like how much you've gained!

the daily work-out dates turn to me seeing you after, crashed out on the couch. you head to the gym a few times a week, but not as commonly as before. you've just been so tired lately, i get it. rest days are even more important for recovery, though. it's doctors' orders-you need more sleep, and you need more shakes. when you're not ordering DoorDash, i'm the one cooking for you. a shake goes with every meal--it's mandatory. and you love it. they taste good! why think so hard about it when i'm smiling when you do it?

in fact, going to the gym at all is just cutting down the muscle you already have, don't you know that? you need some time to regain mass. you might as well quit your job--it's so demanding, isn't it? i could support both of us easily, and why would i want you to risk burning more calories out and about? it'd be much easier for you to sit on the couch and regroup, watch some TV, watch some porn, and eat.

you quit your job, because it's sucked the soul out of you, honestly. you've moved in with me, because there's no reason to live separately when we spend all our time together. you can't go five minutes without one of my shakes or my meals, after all. you're honestly a real glutton now, if i'm being honest. whenever i return from my daily gym visit, i make sure to bring you plenty of take-out, or three pizzas, or a few Subway footlongs, just to make sure you're well-fed. you've added probably 100lbs of mass at this point. it'd be a shame for all that hard work to go to waste.

you barely move from the couch, and i think it's starting to get to you. your gym buddies are all wondering what happened, and you can barely get the strength to sit-up by yourself, but that mental turmoil seems to dissipate when you're eating. it just tastes too good, doesn't it, baby? you're so full, but you love when i bring a fork to your lips, or a slice of pizza to your mouth. you love when i nod affirmatively, smiling as i watch you down another one of my shakes.

you especially love when i ride you. all those past memories, memories of athletic prowess, of high school cheerleaders, of locker room chats, all seem to fade away. the rush of a new PR, the delight in pumping iron, it's all gone. you spread your thick, plumped-out thighs outward and i straddle you as the TV plays. it's hard to get a good hold on your cock with that gut in the way, but you're so hard, so needy, so hot--i plunge myself on it right away. you feel my tight, toned body squeeze the life out of you, hearing the wet slaps of your balls on my defined, perky ass. you might not be able to move as well now, but i certainly can. i'm the tightest you've ever had, and my tits are pressed up against your face.

you're sweating, and you're not even moving. well, not intentionally, anyway. your tits are bouncing more than mine, let's be honest. everything about me is perky and defined, firm--even my ribs are apparent. but you? you're a pig. your moans almost sound like oinks, that's how much pressure you've put on your body. you stare up at me riding your cock, and because of your porn-rotten brain and how pathetic you are, you cum almost immediately, like always. doesn't matter. i give you a hearty dose of Viagra with your mass gainer shake after, and i use your cock for the next few hours. i get horny after the gym, what can i say?

you've blown at least four loads into my wet cunt at this point, and although my stamina hasn't faltered, you're completely spent. your cock is so overstimulated, you wince at the slightest touch. i know this, baby, and i care about you so much, so i make sure i've licked every inch of it clean. i stare up at you from this angle, but i can barely see your face behind your gut. you've really let yourself go, haven't you? you're shaking, overfed, overstimulated, bound to this couch under your own poor decisions. why even leave the house? they're all just gonna make fun of you. you think your gym buddies won't have a few choice words to say about you when you make your return?

you don't care about this, about any of this. your brain is so melted from the constant dopamine, the constant pleasure, that you've lost all self-awareness. your daily schedules consists of cable TV, countless hours of porn and touching your pathetic cock, and, of course, eating everything in sight. you're a complete degenerate, but you're my complete degenerate.

i did tell you i liked bigger guys.

[littlechivalry]

Stranger Things modern AU, no Upside Down, pre-Steddie. Inspired by MacArthur Park by Donna Summer and those 'scrunch butt leggings' ads I keep getting

-

Eddie walks into the apartment to see Robin banging on the bathroom door.

"Come out of there, dingus. We have to go!"

From the other side of the door Steve, his voice muffled by the finest press board three minimum wage employees can afford, shouts, "Never!"

"I swear to God, getting you out of the closet was easier than this. Come! On!"

Eddie has been witness to more than a few Robin VS. Steve battles and he's always ready to jump in on whichever side is right, or has the best chance of winning.

Or whichever one is funnier.

"What's going on Buckley? His Majesty forget how doors work again?" Eddie raises his voice towards the bathroom, "You have to pull, Steve. Pull. Door opens in."

"Door doesn't open at all," he shouts back, prompting Robin to hit it again.

"Come on. You promised."

"I promised to go with you. I did not promise to humiliate myself."

Eddie's not sure whats going on but it's starting to sound serious. He lowers his voice and moves closer to Robin. "Hey," he says, softly. "What is this for real? Steve sounds pretty upset."

Robin turns to lean back against the door and shakes her head. "Its nothing, it's that charity thing Chrissy set up for her gym."

"Yeah, aerobics in the park, right? So what's the big deal?"

"It's..." Robin trails off and looks down at her outfit.

All Eddie sees is shorts, albeit a lot shorter than her usual, and a cropped tee shirt.

"So it's sexy aerobics," Eddie asks. "Well, what's the big deal, then. I still very fondly remember a certain someone's old jogging shorts before they finally gave up the ghost. This isn't much worse."

The bathroom door swung open quickly and Robin stumbled backwards. Used to Robin's newborn giraffe level of grace Eddie lunged forward to catch her.

Once he got her steady on her feet again they both turned to see Steve framed in the doorway.

He was wearing shorts similar to Robin's and a cropped tank top.

"Its not much worse," Steve repeated. "What are you even talking about?"

Eddie gestured to Steve's outfit. "Its short-shorts and a tank top. A little slutty but not that different than your usual workout clothes. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal," Steve repeats. "I'll show you the big deal."

Eddie knew Robin was saying something but as Steve turned around all he could hear was the rushing of blood in his own head.

They were shorts. Short-shorts. THOSE short-shorts. Specially crafted by - Eddie assumed - some kind of demon of temptation to sculpt and cling to every curve of Steve's not insubstantial ass.

A smack to his shoulder brought him out of his reverie. He snapped back into consciousness to realize Steve had turned around and now on further examination the view from the front was just as good as the back. If not a bit less... detailed.

"Are you wearing a cup," Robin squawked.

"No one at this event needs to see my whole dick, Robin," Steve pouted. His hands were on his hips which just lifted the shirt and exposed a tanned expanse of flesh.

Eddie... needed to sit down.

"So you can see why I'm not going," Steve said.

"The hell you're not," Robin answered. "We made a commitment and we are gonna follow through."

"You made a commitment," Steve said. "And I know you're more interested in getting next to Chrissy than whatever charity this is supposed to be for anyway."

"I am not," Robin snapped. "I care a lot about-- this."

Steve snorted. "Its on your shirt, Robs."

And in truth blazoned across the front of her tee shirt and Steve's tank in broad letters was MACARTHUR PARK CHARITY CAKEWALK.

"Oh," Eddie huffs. "I get it."

Now both of them are glaring at him and he gestures to their outfits. "Y'know. Cake."

Steve groans and pushes past the two of them to go back to his bedroom.

"Its not funny, Eddie," Robin hisses.

"And I'm not laughing," he replies. "Its a good cause, a good song, and a funny bit. Your girlfriend is significantly cooler than I thought."

"She's not my girlfriend," Robin snorts, heading up the hall after Steve.

"Skill issue," Eddie mutters. He idly notices the shorts don't flatter her quite as much but then he's biased.

Eddie debates whether he should try to mediate or let Steve and Robin fight it out. To be honest the result will be the same either way.

Eddie makes himself a sandwich and tries to ignore the fight.

Fifteen minutes later he's halfway through a peanut butter and mayo when Robin goes marching for the door, Steve trailing behind her.

"Have fun, kids. Hope it doesnt rain," Eddie calls out. Robin laughs and Steve gives him the finger.

Eddie hums to himself and bites into his sandwich. He wasn't planning to go back out but... he hasn't been to the park in a while. And it looks like a good day for it.

[pumpkin-patch-chronicles]

Trevor's Blowup

By: PumpkinPatchChronicles

Trevor always wanted to be a powerhouse and did everything in his power to get there. Crazy hours at the gym, extreme diets, anything that'd help him get massive. He'd been going at it for close to two years now, but wasn't seeing the progress he wanted in his growth. One day while at the gym he met a new member who'd just started about a week prior. They mainly stayed out of each other's way (not out of rudeness or anything like that) unit it was time for Trevor to work on his pecs.

Trevor: "Hey, mind if I squeeze in a few reps?"

Newcomer: "Not at all man."

Trevor and the newcomer got about three sets in before the newcomer noticed that Trevor had a disappointed look on his face. Little did Trevor know that soon the conversation to pursue that notice would change his life forever.

Newcomer: "Hey, I noticed you look a bit down. Anything you wanna talk about?"

Trevor: "Oh, nah. It's just I've been working out for close to two years now and thought I'd see more results than this."

Newcomer: "No worries my guy, it takes time to get bulked regardless of what you do."

Trevor: "Yeah I know. It's just...I wish there was a way I could kinda - ya know...skip a few steps."

Trevor smiled nervously thinking he'd made a fool of himself, yet to the newcomer it was a ripe opportunity.

Newcomer: "Well, if you're serious about trying to get gains faster I might be able to help."

Trevor: "Nah man, I'm not looking to shoot up or anything like that."

Newcomer: "No no no no no no, it's not anything like that. Here, take a look at this and see if it peaks your interest."

Trevor was then handed a bottle that had a small label on it filled with a pink powder that vaguely smelled like Pepto. He looked at it puzzlingly and then began to inquire about what was just handed to him.

Trevor: "Sooo... is this like a protein powder or something?"

Newcomer: "Nah, nothing like you'd find over counter."

Trevor: "Is it dangerous, cause I'm not about that shi."

Newcomer: "It's not dangerous at all. Having said that, it does have some...unusual side effects."

Trevor: "Bruh, you just said this wasn't dangerous."

Newcomer: "It's not bro, I swear. It's just that sometimes the side effects catch people off guard. Sometimes people like it, sometimes they don't."

Trevor: "That sounds 100 sus, what do you mean "Sometimes people like it?!" How does anyone "like" a side effect??"

Newcomer: "Look man, you'll just have to try it our yourself or don't. You seemed super interested in getting results quicker, this will most deff guarantee that."

Still unsure Trevor examined the bottle some more, ultimately giving into his desire to be massive.

Trevor: "Ok man, so how much is this stuff anyway?"

Newcomer: "Don't worry about it, you take it and see if you like it. If you do and want more I'll give you a fair price on it, if you don't then you haven't lost anything."

Trevor took another hard look at the bottle in his hands, ultimately agreeing to try it out that night when he got home.

Newcomer: "Awesome man, and I promise you'll see instant results like you're wanting. Just don't overdo it."

With that both Trevor and the newcomer finished their workouts and headed their separate ways. Unbeknownst to Trevor, the newcomer hid around the corner and watched him drive off with the bottle, then smirked to himself and went his way assured he'd gotten Trevor to do exactly what was expected.

When Trevor got back to his apartment he set his gym bag on the ground and took the bottle he'd taken to the kitchen sink. He read the instructions to see exactly what he needed to do to make sure he'd see the results he wanted.

Trevor: "Lets see...take two scoops with water to see results within the first 72 hours. Do not take more than two scoops at any given time or side effects may occur."

With that he looked for what those side effects would be, but found no other information to go off of.

Trevor: "Ppft, what a load a shit!"

As Trevor scooped the powder into a glass he let his thoughts get the best of him. *If I'm gonna do this I may as well go ham.* He threw the scoop into the sink and poured roughly a fifth of the bottle into the glass and mixed in the water. The amount he put in made it the consistency of a smoothie or shake, but he didn't care. He was already use to weird tastes due to his wild diets, so something with a smoothy consistency wouldn't be a big deal. As he downed the entire glass, he stood in the kitchen waiting for something to happen. After five minutes he scoffed and went to microwave a dinner.

Trevor: "Man I can't believe I let that guy work me up, and for nothing! Quick results my a-"

Without warning Trevor was hit with a sensation of numbness in his head and neck. He teetered from side to side a bit, but then stabilized himself. After waiting a couple of minutes he figured it wasn't a big deal, probably just over did it at the gym. With that he got his meal ready and went to sit in the living room. As he turned on the TV and got ready to take the first bite of his food, the sensation came back again. Fortunately he was sitting now, but it didn't go away like last time. As he sat, the numbness in his neck got worse and worse while his head felt like he was on a roller coaster. Within moments he was out like a light, and some time passed before he regained contentiousness.

That Night:

Trevor: "Fuck man, what was that all about?"

He groggily woke up to his head laying down on the couch with the TV still on. He hadn't any idea how long he'd been out, he just knew he went out like a light. In no quick hurry to get up he looked around and saw that his dinner he'd sat on the table was gone. He assumed he'd just eaten it and put things away. As soon as he was ready to get up he was startled by a sound coming from the kitchen.

Trevor: "Y-yo...is someone there?"

There came no response, yet he could still hear clattering in the kitchen just beyond where he was.

Trevor: "Hey man, whoever the hell you are get out!! I'll kick your ass up and down the hallway!!!"

Despite his threats, there was still no answer from the kitchen. With that Trevor immediately tried to get up, ready to throw down with whoever had the balls to mess with him. To Trevor's worry he found that he couldn't get up, in fact his body felt weird. He could still kinda make out the feelings in his body, but for whatever reason he couldn't move it of his own will or feel a major sensation in anything say his neck. In moments there was another clatter and the sound of footsteps coming from the kitchen into the living room, Trevor becoming increasingly frightened given his current state.

Trevor: "H-hey, I mean it! I'll-I'll mess you up!!!"

With each passing moment the sounds got closer and closer, yet at the same time Trevor could feel more and more of his body again, yet he couldn't get it to do anything he wanted. Then in that moment, there in the dark, a super hairy muscular jacked guy stumbled into frame. Trevor made out that he was white with grey gym shorts, white tank top, and white ankle socks, the same type of clothing he'd worn to the gym, but this guy was STACKED. Trevor could see that this dude's legs, arms, chest, everything was thicc thick, nothing like Trevor's appearance.

Trevor immediately got frightened and tried with all his might to get off the couch to run, fight, he didn't know, but for whatever reason even though he felt his body almost completely now he couldn't will it to move the way he wanted. As Trevor was getting ready to yell again the mystery man walked into full frame. Eyes wide, jaw dropped and silent Trevor looked on at the massive physique of the man who was in his apartment, wearing the same clothes he'd worn earlier, the same wrist bracelet on his left arm, and no head to be found in sight.

Trevor: "W-w-what the actual FUCK man!!!!"

Trevor to his surprise was now looking at his body, a body which had experienced a massive muscle growth spurt, a body that was headless and stumbling around trying to find where it was. Trevor felt everything now, his massive arms reaching out trying to find where he was, his thick legs fidgeting with each step as to not fall over, his voluptuous chest being held in place by his now tight tank top, all struggling to find where they were and what had happened.

Trevor: "Damn...this must be that stupid side effect that can happen. What the hell am I gonna do like this?!"

As Trevor contemplated his situation, he reacted to each bump his body made in trying to find any reference point of familiarity.

Trevor: "Bro-BRO! I'm on the couch!"

To his dismay, his body didn't react.

Trevor: "I guess coaxing you here isn't gonna work..."

For fifteen minutes Trevor watched his now massive unit of a body stumble around until (by pure luck) it made it's way to the couch.

Trevor: "Oh bro, thank God. Just a little closer and you got me bro."

Trevor's massive arms began to feel along the couch in every direction until his left hand brushed up against his neck. In a split moment Trevor's body shifted it's torso to face it's head, as if it was looking directly at him. Trevor's body then placed it's right hand to keep track of where it's head was as it sat carefully down on the couch. Firmly planted, it took Trevor into it's embrace, setting it snug between his newly thick right bicep and forearm and his bloated right pec.

Trevor: "Holy shit dude, we're stacked AF NOW!!"

Trevor couldn't help but ogle at his new body. Despite not being attached to it or having control over it anymore he could still feel it in all it's splendor.

Trevor: "Bro, wait until the others check you ou-...aw fuck man..."

Trevor soon realized that he wouldn't be going anywhere far if he couldn't control his body. Feeling it is nice and all, but still doesn't do much if you can't control it. As Trevor contemplated his new question to find a solution, his body now in possession of it's head began to react to having it in the area it was holding onto it. In moments Trevor's body began slowly shifting the position of it's former head closer to it's nipple.

Trevor: "Br-BRO, what are you even doing right now?!"

It was futile, with no body to control Trevor couldn't escape his own massive muscular captive. Within seconds Trevor's mouth was pressed against his right nipple, his tongue and mouth taking in all his new hairy pec. Trevor tried to fight it, but soon became enamored in what he was feeling. It felt good to have his newly bazooka pec suckled on, and he could feel the rest of his body falling in usual fashion to what Trevor did when he felt aroused.

Trevor: "This is straight up a bad idea...but damn does this feel good."

Soon Trevor took his whole nipple willingly and began to tease and suckle on his uncontrolled beef God teet. As he nursed his nipple, he couldn't help but feel that his cock, which had grown in size as well begin to peek out of his pant's leg, his balls drooping and making their way down the other. In moments Trevor was lost in his own body pleasuring it's nipple while it's cock grew more and more erect. Out of nowhere, Trevor's body moved it's former head from it's nipple to it's now flexed bicep, to which Trevor began licking, kissing and praising his body's new mass.

Trevor: "Bro, you taste so good. Yeah, flex that shit. Mmmnnn, let me lick your gains all over bro."

The attention to his hairy veined bicep didn't halt his body's erection in any way, and by the time his body had shifted his perspective again, his neck stump sat on top of his new tree trunk of a leg, the muscles, hair and sweat making him more and more eager to take the now raging mast that was his cock into his mouth. Trevor could feel every twitch of his new log, the glans alone looking to be the size of an average apple. As he prepped his mouth to take himself in, he looked over to see that his now pendulous balls, equally covered in a soft peach fuzz hung out of his shorts and graized the back of his thick hairy left calf muscle.

Trevor: "Uuuuhhh, yeah bro, bring that log in. Let me get all of that up in here."

Trevor soon felt the sweet release of his senses as his now runny glans entered his mouth. His eyes closed in comfort as he began to tease and massage his throbbing helmet, warm salty jizz running like water down his neck stump onto his right leg. His arms soon took their turn squeezing his hairy pecs and flexing their massive biceps in pleasure of what it's head was doing to it. Trevor's body willingly squeezing it's new low hanging kiwis into it's hairy under quad with it's equally soft calf. As Trevor began to bite down softly on the end of his glans where his shaft began his body squeezed it's pecs harder and flexed it's legs to the max as it could. Trevor could feel it, his body was about to erupt.

Trevor: "That's it bro..., just a bit more..., do it bro, do it BRO, DO IT BROUGH!!"

Before he could get out another encouragement to his body, it heaved and released it's entire load into Trevor's mouth. The force and amount was too much, and what didn't go into Trevor's mouth and throat blasted past his face onto part of his leg, the coffee table, the floor, even the entrance way to the kitchen wasn't spared. What did make it into his mouth quickly traveled through his sinuses and throat, causing cum to gush from his mouth, throat opening, nostrils and even up into what felt like his brain. His body arched in ecstasy as it squeezed it's pecs with it's hands and it's balls with it's left leg.

After five minutes of release, Trevor's body leaned back into heavy breath and exhaustion. Trevor's head was now over 90% covered in his own milk, his right leg, the table and floor equally soaked. With what little strength it could muster, Trevor's body reached down and pulled up it's still low hanging sack and began massaging it, pressing it into it's left flexing quad, causing runoff to flood Trevor's nursing mouth even more. Never in his life had Trevor felt such a rush of lust, or had felt his body in the way he had until then. As night grew, Trevor nursing on his softening cock head, he could only dream of what else he could do to service his new beefy temple.

*Two days later.

Eventually one of Trevor's friends did come to see him (and reasonably freaked when they saw the state Trevor was in), and within a short time Trevor had his body under "somewhat" control. Trevor still can't outright control it in any way, but with one of his friends as a handler it's manageable. Subsequently one of Trevor's friends (who is also openly gay) has taken to rooming with him now, helping Trevor out in exchange for wild explosive muscle and cock worship sessions. When Trevor returned to the gym, he ran into the newcomer who gave him the bottle.

Trevor: "Bro, how can I every repay you for this. I'm straight up living in heaven right now!"

The newcomer put Trevor's body's arm around his head and shoulder, kissing his body's hairy pit.

Newcomer: "I'm sure we can work something out."

With a grin from the two of them, Trevor's body was lead to the free weights to do chest exercises, Trevor's head with his gay friend talking about what they were going to try new this time, the newcomer starring down at Trevor's body, contemplating if he could get away with some alone time in the gym showers.

[inmyhealingera23]

three month countdown .ೃ࿐

it's october now and there are only three months until 2024 (yikes)

i'm sure a lot of us are feeling like we haven't accomplished all that we wanted to, but guys... three months is a long time. it's not too late to start. it never is. i personally felt like i could've been doing more, but honestly i know that i've been in a rough patch and that's on me. i feel like if we want to start again now, we have to be willing to forgive ourselves for not already being where we want to be. i have forgiven my self and now it's time to improve.

i want to build some good habits that'll allow me to kick off 2024 to an amazing start. here are my habits i want to build and some more that could inspire you!

habits i want to build

exercising 4 times a week

i used to exercise all the time because i was apart of a sports team. this year i decided to focus on my academics more, but as a result my fitness declined rapidly. i know i could have done both and my exercising would then benefit my academics, but what's done is done. i'm going to do 2 hiit workouts and 2 run/jogs around the block. i'm a firm believer that you don't need to go to the gym to be fit. it can be a money drainer for a lot of people.

clean my room every morning

i've become sloppy with this, it's kind of embarrassing. anyway, i'm going to start waking up and making my bed right away. when i come home i'm going to put stuff where it all belongs. just finding a place for everything will help keep it looking tidy.

read 2 chapters (at least) of a book a day

these habits are things i was doing at the start of the year, but kinda fell off track. to help with building this habit i'm going to put away distractions and go to my local library to keep stuff interesting.

other habit ideas:

waking up early (5-6AM)

going to sleep early (8-10PM)

morning walks

daily journalling

budgeting

drink 2-3L of water everyday (carry a water bottle around!!)

i'll be posting more content on exactly how to build habits so stay tuned!

-krys

[scumbagjaeger]

COLLEGE! PORCO HEADCANONS

starring: Porco Galliard

rating: sfw, 18+

notes: just some random ideas and headcanons I have for Porco, maybe something I'll work on more in the future! I'm a sucker for the enemies to lovers trope and I think there's a lot of potential with this one! Please enjoy, drop an ask for more!

I also wanted to dedicate this to @hangeslefteye for always being there and for getting me on the Porco bandwagon (: a true inspiration fighting for the cause (the cause being more Porco content hahah)

So before I get into these head canons (which predominately take place in a gym setting), here's some context

I'm a big fan of the Warriors being a soccer team? Maybe that's their college team! Meanwhile (y/n) is on a volleyball team, maybe just the intramural level team though because she's busy being a main character hahah :) my friends on the college team had no social lives but we're going to give (y/n) okay

But yeah definitely in one of those situations where the intramural volleyball games run late, which pisses off the Warriors who have practice immediately after? Cue Porco and (y/n) bickering a lot!

Okay so yeah they don't like each other

But just imagine that you're at the gym and you notice Porco there? With his beefy arms on full display

And you're kind of like "what?" y'know, giving him a look from across the room

You're just doing your thing, finishing up your reps on the machine and you look up again and Porco is walking towards you?

You roll your eyes at him when he's in close proximity and take your headphone out. "Can I help you?"

"It seems like you can help out the creep who's drooling over you across the floor," he scowls

You didn't even notice, but you glance behind Porco and see some random guy staring at you while he lifts weights

Porco just kind of just watches over you for the rest of your time at the gym? And it's nice? You don't want to strangle him for once?

He keeps an eye on the stranger, glaring at him whenever he gets up from his machines

But he also spots you while you're doing your chest press? And helps you set up for hip thrusts?

"You're doing your pull ups wrong, dummy. You should be angling your hips forward, not arching back," "Shut up, Porco, what do you know." "More than you, I'm minoring in kinesiology. Now here lemme--" and he waits for your nod before gently moving your hips forward.

It turns out he's finished his workout like thirty minutes ago but he's just hanging out with you now, pushing you to do one more rep and bickering to you about being able to do a heavier weight "What, you going easy today or something, (l/n)? You can add an extra 5 pounds, easy. I'll spot ya."

At one point he shows you how much he can bench because, yeah, he hates you, but he's a guy who will take any excuse to show off his muscles lmao we know this man is disciplined as hell in the gym

But when you lean over the bench to spot him, you notice the twinge of pink on his ears?

Unrelated but his hair from chapter 119? That's what his hair looks like while he's working out oh lord

Let's say you already did your cardio earlier? Too bad Porco is guiding you to the treadmills

Okay but let's say you suck at running and Porco gives you so much shit for it? You just hate treadmill-running though, and you don't really need to run much for volleyball anyway, just a couple laps to warm up

You're sweating and miserable and Porco offers to buy you a post-workout smoothie as a reward for running ten minutes lmao

"If you don't like treadmill-running, I take this one route through the town that ends near Liberio Park? My brother and I used to run that when he went here" (Marcel is a doctor and alive in this AU)

And you kind of look at him like * "I don't really like to run alone either?"

"What? Why not?"

"It's not really safe?"

And he gets kind of quiet and mutters to you, "Well, I usually go in the mornings, if you wanted to come with?"

And you just look at him, incredulous. And he looks away and sips his smoothie "--only if you want to, I guess."

And so you agree to meet him outside of campus the next day and you start your run together! He definitely has way more endurance than you as a soccer player though oops

It's so obvious that he could be going way faster but he jogs to keep up with you, and stops to walk with you when you need a break

You catch him smiling at you when you stop to admire some of the flowers that are blooming outside of the park. "What?"

"Your face is all red and sweaty," this man has W rizz

Turns out there's also a wellness-type cafe near the park so you both get post-workout smoothies again and walk back towards campus

Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this or if you'd like more! My dream would be to start a college series with the main boys, maybe even developing fics for each of them!! If this is something you're interested in, please let me know! Leave an ask for any ideas or requests for Porco or the others!

[toomuchracket]

Okay but post workout Matty + size kink

Just thinking of Matty coming home from the gym all hyped up and looking all sweaty, and you just seeing him and getting weak in the knees wanting to literally jump his bones. Like he would be so cocky about it too and literally manhandle you in any way he pleases once he realizes the thoughts you’re having

a very similar answer here but i will take literally any opportunity to discuss sweaty muscly matty healy so let's add to it with something i have yet to discuss on here - shower sex.

maybe matty comes in from an early morning gym session right as you're going into the shower, and he's all sweet like "no no, babe, you go in first, i'll just go afterwards". and not that you really need an excuse to shower with your man, but he left before you woke up and you woke up NEEDY that morning and almost cried when you saw he wasn't there to satisfy you (he did leave a very sweet note telling you where he was and that he loved you, though), so you just take his hand and drag him into the bathroom with you then start stripping off, which matty smirks at before he does the same because he knows the effect he has on you post-workout. so anyway, you both get into the shower and you stand behind him under the water, and for like two seconds you hug him and it's sweet, before your hands start trailing over his biceps and chest and stomach to feel his muscles, before you bite the bullet and just start stroking his cock and making him groan. and matty enjoys that for a minute before he gets desperate and turns around to press you against the shower wall, feeling you up and saying "mmm, you just love feeling how strong i am, don't you baby? love how i can just pick you up and do what i want with you, yeah? you want that now, don't you, beautiful?" and you kiss him and nod pleadingly and he says "that's my good girl" before lifting you with one arm, lining his cock up with your entrance, and fucking you senseless while holding you up against the wall, warm water streaming over you both as you kiss messily. even after you've both cum, matty still holds you with your legs wrapped round his waist, just hugging you to make up for the fact he was gone when you woke up, and you stay like that until the water gets cold <3

[cowgirlgazette]

a definitive guide to mastering the sex and the city aesthetic

PART 1!

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part one: disclaimer

sex and the city has to be one of the most absurd shows when it comes to realism, and i watched friends. four beautiful young women, single, with impeccable style and a seemingly endless amount of money parading around town all day as if they're unemployed. and yet, they are employed! all of them! i think that's the part that i find hardest to believe. nobody has enough time to do what they do, but, hey, that's the beauty of television. so, this is a disclaimer. while you can master the satc mindset and act, look, and feel (more or less) like carrie bradshaw, there's gonna be some disconnect.

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part two: style

now, i started watching satc pretty recently, but i know that what i heard most when bringing this show up for discussion was FASHION, FASHION, FASHION! this is definitely a huuuuuuge part of mastering the aesthetic, in my humble opinion. a key aspect of the carrie bradshaw effect is her incredible stylistic choices and her ability to pull them off (despite some obnoxious patterns). so, here's my two cents on how to feel like you're in the show--- through fashion!

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for one, they seem to wear a lot of tight fitting clothes. i don't see a lot of baggy jeans (or really jeans in general), or pants or even baggy tops. carrie, for example, wears a lot of tight-fitting tank tops, usually bra-less. they're usually paired with maxi skirts or shorts or something of the sort. what really struck me about their fashion choices was that they made sense. this might be an unpopular opinion, but i'll expand on it anyway. though the characters do explore with some strange clothing and pattern combinations, the types of clothes that they're wearing make sense for the activity they're doing. well, except for carrie wearing heels to walk around the busy streets of manhattan. but, for example, within the scenes that they're at the gym, doing pilates, running, or doing any other form of exercise, they're wearing that common 90's look that i saw a lot of in friends. this means tight tank tops and athletic shorts or sweats. pair that with a pair of old-school looking headphones (wired headphones, which are a staple of a lot of my outfits!), and you've got your workout outfit. to find clothes id probably go for a thrift or antique store (do they even sell clothes there?). as for more popular stores, i'd stay away from places like forever 21 and h&m unless you're looking for basics, because their clothes are gonna be stagnant in the TRENDY area. overall, just look at pinterest and curate a board that inspires your clothing taste. individuality is a huge part of the girls style. but, the main idea im trying to get across here is stay close to simple clothes, stay away from fleeting trends, and find pieces or patterns that call out to you!

if you really want to stay true to the show, look up common 90's trends. staple pieces i would recommend are:

dainty, classic rings

sustainable jewelry that doesn't turn your skin green. invest in your jewelry! (bracelets, simple necklaces, earrings)

basic clothing pieces without patterns (tank tops, graphic tee's, tube tops--- carrie is very fond of strapless shirts and dresses!)

dresses, simple and ones with patterns. stay away from fast fashion, invest in clothing that lasts!

maxi skirts!!!!!

shorts. shorts are good. jean shorts, athletic shorts, comfortable shorts, all of it! theres all sorts to fit whatever occasion.

buttons ups are perfect if you need a thin, fashionable jacket or an oversized shirt. they come in all sorts of stripes and patterns to fit your mood.

a few different pairs of sunglasses in different shapes

for charlotte lovers--- glasses with thick, black, circular rims. if you don't need prescription glasses, look into blue light glasses or glasses intended for fashion specifically. also pearl earrings!

heels, heels, heels! who cares what people are wearing now-a-days? I'm frankly tired of cute outfits paired with converse or air forces.

invest in a few "going out outfits". this means glittery dresses, short skirts, small, tight tops, and extravagant jewelry.

it's also important to remember that they look good in a lot of their outfits because they're VERY skinny. and very fit.

it's equally important to remember that they had a lot of money (somehow), and were spending it on expensive clothing from high-end stores. that's not to say that you cant replicate it under a tighter budget!

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part three: attitude

if i can get ONE idea across through this entire post, it's that attitude and mindset is the most important part of mastering any aesthetic. have you ever watched a show, and right after you feel like you're living in it? you act, move, talk, and think like the characters? yeah, that's because we mock what we see! so, see it! master that mindset! the best and easiest thing you can do to feel like you're a character in the show is to WATCH THE SHOW. take note of their actions and how they handle themselves. their mindsets, all of it. it's all key to acting and feeling like the characters you wanna be. if you wanna be like charlotte, focus on her. if you wanna be like carrie (maybe don't be exactly like carrie), watch how she handles herself. once again, i'll stress my love for pinterest. create BOARDS! create physical vision boards or collages or journals if you're more into working with your hands and having a physical product. cultivate the kind of person you want to be, there's about a million different images and thoughts that you can take for yourself out there.

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that's all for the first part, cause i feel like i've just talked about nothing for the entirety of this post.

[steelestallion]

hey there! ive been on t for almost three years now and ive been going to the gym regularly for almost a year although im not quite where i want to be in thay process ... i aim for three times a week mondays wednesdays and fridays sometimes i'll dip into weekends

its harder for me to be consistent because i have an autoimmune disease and it makes me disabled but idk... do you have any tips on motivation? somedays im just so tired like today, usually my sister is my gym buddy and she went today while i stayed home to rest some more but i feel immense guilt because i know i can push harder i know i can be a beast if i wanted to but something holds me back whether thats the disability or just fatigue i hate it i wish i could push through it

thanks man

I do have some tips!

But it depends on how your disability affects you. If you have a general lack of energy, it would be worth considering consuming energizing things. Preworkout, or healthier options such as green tea or coffee. If you can’t handle caffeine, sugars might give you a boost.

Additionally, understanding the biological processes helped me become motivated to go to the gym because it all seemed simple after understanding. Also, if you feel you need more rest it may be worth it to go to the gym anyway, even if you just stay in the car, to keep the habit up, or if you’re feeling better get half your workout in.

Have you been getting adequate gymming nutrition? Its just as important as gymming.

Depending on your goals and starting point, one year may not get you much farther. It also depends on if you’re doing an appropriate progressive overload.

Thank you too 💪 keep it up!

[midnights-wish]

since i started my new apprenticeship about two months ago i've been eating more & more like a pig; really, i've been eating whenever i had to pass time, which has been often, seeing as i currently need to 'travel' three hours almost every day & a lot of it is just waiting for the right train. i've also been working out & cooking less (also due to the time & just all in all being exhausted when i'm finally home). anyway, i'm not feeling very comfortable in my own skin because of it right now, so i've made up my mind — once i'm done with the moving process i'm gonna go back to the gym & let a trainer tell me how i get toned as quickly as possible, rather than to continue with my home workouts. v.v i'll also try to at the very least start preparing meals again so that at least that is somewhat under control.

please hold me accountable lol, i'm prone to change my mind on these things. though i'm honestly kinda looking forward to it: i really miss the feeling of sore muscles.

[kierancampire]

Also I treated myself :3

I saved up a bit of money the past 2 months, and I'm thinking of maybe trying to go to the gym on my non-gym days, just to use the treadmill for 30 minutes and get in my 6k steps, but I will see if my body can handle it, it won't be workouts, just to get my steps in. Anyway, I need more gym shirts if I wanna/can do that, and I also thought I'd just get some new shorts too in a different colour

I coulda got Primark ones, but that's the treat aspect haha, I hate how thin and see through the Primark ones are, and how they fit on my body, I much prefer the thickness and fit of ASOS shirts. I'll still be wearing my Primark ones, but least this way now I have 5 ASOS shirts, and 4 Primark ones. It hurts a bit spending money after recently getting the girls litter, their food, and Asda today, but I saved up enough I can afford it, it just sucks spending money :')

[gym-sesh-with-momo]

My personal favorites exercises (Chest Edition)

Hi everyone! So glad you're joining for another step in our journeys in fitness. Now, today is going to be a bit more of a different topic as instead of providing a more analytical piece, I'll be going over my favorite exercises to hit on chest day. Before I begin, let me clairify it one more time. I am not saying that you must use these exercises on your chest day, these are just my personal favorites.

#1: Incline Dumbbell Press

Now, this exercise is probably one of my favorite workouts in general because it targets the upper chest with ridiculous intensity and a burn that no other exercise can even come close to. Words cannot describe how much I love this exercise, the pump and the burn it gives are amazing and not to mention, it's amazing at building aesthetics as you want to get that nice popping chest.

#2: Dips

Dips are special as they're a compound exercise, what that means is that they target multiple muscle groups instead of just one. They target the chest along with your triceps and shoulders. That's one of the main reasons why I love this exercise so much. They're one of the best volume exercises you can do if you want to build an insane chest with gigantic triceps and shoulders.

Now, last but most definitely not least.

#3: Bench Press

This exercise needs no introduction, we all know what a bench press is but I'm giving one anyways. Bench Press is a exercise that absolutely brutalizes your chest in the best way possible, there's nothing like finishing up your set and just feeling like your muscles just got shredded to pieces. There is something better though, the feeling of setting a new PR, struggling to get the bar up as you feel every fiber of your muscles going into overdrive is truly a feeling like no other. That's why it's one of my favorites, the absolute destruction you feel in your chest and the king-like feeling of setting a PR are some of the most rewarding feelings in the world.

Thank you very much again for listening to me rambling about the gym and I wish you all great luck on your fitness journeys.

-Mo

[peachiebeann]

The Attack (All Smite x OC)

Just a snippet from my fic on Wattpad!

If you’d like to read it in full, just let me know and I’ll post a link! Enjoyyyy~

Tw: Gun usage, drugged, possible death

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A few days after that night, Hei had sort of been distancing herself from Toshi. She felt awful for what she did to him, despite his reassurance that he accepted her apology.

Hei was down in the apartment's public gym, doing her daily workout. She may have been pregnant, but she was still able to do a bit of exercise. She stared at her water bottle as she walked on the treadmill.

"There you are!!" She heard Toshi's voice boom before she noticed him behind her. "Have you been avoiding me?" He asked, tilting his head at her. "No, I haven't." Hei replied, turning off the treadmill and turning to get off. Furrowing his brows, Toshi grabbed her wrist. "Don't walk away from me while I'm talking to you." He grumbled. Hei stopped and looked back at him, her voice slightly quivering. "Why would you.. think I'm avoiding you..?" She asked, afraid of his answer. Toshi just tightened his jaw, staring down at her worriedly. "Because you keep running away from me. If something is bothering you, please don't hesitate to tell me, Butterfly.." He lightly squeezed her hand in reassurance.

He noticed her tearing up and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I'm always here for you, Baby." He whispered. "No more apologizing, Hei. You finish your workout and I'll go upstairs and set up a nice warm bath for you." He smiled and rubbed her head before walking away. Hei stood, watching him leave for a second. She sniffled and wiped her tears, deciding to just finish up for the day. She grabbed her bag and headed into the showers to clean herself up and refreshen. She didn't bother putting on deodorant since she would be getting a bath anyway.

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Hei, in her full red panda form, sat in the tub lazily as Toshi tried engaging with her. Her ears laid slumped forward and her eyes were glued to the bubbly water in front of her.

Lightly pushing a rubber duck in front of her, Toshi leaned in, smiling. "Lookie, it's your friend, Duckface!" He chuckled. Hei didn't react to him, but her nose did start to twitch. She could sense something was coming.. It was a feeling she just couldn't ignore.

Toshi frowned. "Hei.." He started, but was interrupted by the sound of door knocking. "Don't." Hei was quick to stand up, now in her human form and sopping wet. She quickly dried herself off as best she could, Toshi watching in confusion. "Hei? What's going on, you've been acting funny all this week." Toshi stood up, his muscles slightly bulging and his hair standing on end. "Toshi, for ONCE in your life, just listen to me! Do not open that door." Hei fussed, throwing her towel and dashing to her room to put on the quickest outfit, which would be her hero bodysuit.

Toshi followed her, grabbing her shoulder. "Tell me what's going on, who's at the door? Why are you acting like this?!" He furrowed his brows. "They found us. I can smell him from here." Hei finally replied, staring into his eyes. Toshi seemed to freeze before diving into the drawers. In less than a minute, he was dressed in his villain getup with a pistol in hand. He was going to protect his precious little Hei.. even if it meant ending the life of the perpetrator trying to harm her.

"Stay in here, stay away from the windows." Toshi warned her, loading the gun.

"Come on out, Toshi! We don't need you, we only need that wretched bitch." Shigaraki casually knocked on the door again, grinning. "Honestly, I should kill you for running away from me and disobeying my orders, but.. the fangirls like you, so I'll keep you around." He spoke loudly, two larger villains behind him snickering.

Hei glanced at Toshi. "Fangirls?" She whispered. "I can explain, but right now isn't the time. You need to get out of here, now." Toshi whispered back, glaring down at her. Hei, now fully in her hero suit, sighed and pulled him in. "Whatever happens, I love you, Okay?" She cupped his cheek and came in, kissing him. Toshi relished in the kiss for a second, resting his hand on her back, just above her ass. They broke it off and Hei grabbed her mask and opened her window, looking out and scooping the area out before slowly climbing out.

"Break the door down." Shigaraki commanded, standing back. Sure, he could have just broken the doorknob with his quirk, but where was the fun in that? The two bigger villains began kicking the door.

Toshi tensed up, holding his pistol close. He positioned himself behind the couch before hearing whining. "Fuck!" He looked under the couch, seeing a terrified Bear. "Come on. Come with me, I'll get you out of here." He whispered as the dog eagerly crawled into his arms. Now holding Bear in one arm and holding his loaded pistol in his other hand, Toshi waited eagerly for the door to bust down. With three more thunderous kicks, the door came flying down and Toshi unloaded his round right at the three figures.

"Shit!!!" Shigaraki and the other two villains ducked to avoid being hit.

"Stay the fuck away from her!!" Toshi yelled, standing from his hiding spot and still aiming the gun at the now scrambling trio of villains. "Where is she?!! It's her I want, not you!" Shigaraki stood, holding his shoulder. "Wh- Where are you two going?!!" He looked, noticing the other two villains, as well as residents running away. Still holding the gun, Toshi approached Shigaraki. "Like i'd tell you. She's MINE." Toshi hissed protectively before hearing a piercing scream. Toshi froze.. that was Hei. He must have concluded that she would escape from the window and had someone out there waiting for her. "You.. BASTARD!!!" Toshi shoved the pistol into Shigaraki's skull and pulled the trigger. But it only clicked. Not having anymore rounds on him, Toshi just snarled as he watched Shigaraki's grin grow wider. "The more you stand here, seething at me, the farther your pretty little princess is getting dragged away from you.. Toshi." He snickered.

"Stay still, little princess. We're not gonna hurt you. Yet." A smug, yet calm and sly sounding voice whispered in Hei's ear as he held his hand tightly over her mouth. Hei was too panicked to turn into the panda, the man had her cornered in an alleyway, there was nothing she could do but accept the fact that she was about to be unmasked in front of this ruthless villain. Her worst fear was coming to fruition right before her.

She continued to struggle, scratching and clawing at the man's arm, even biting his hand as hard as she could, but he was as immovable as a mountain. Tears pricked her eyes as she was suddenly jerked roughly against the wall. "Quit moving or I'll burn you to death here and now." The man commanded, his voice deeper now. Now vulnerable and afraid for her life, Hei did just that, just standing in place and sobbing uncontrollably as she awaited her torture.

She felt a poke in her shoulder and gasped. He was injecting her. She still didn't dare move. She didn't know what kind of quirk this man had and she didn't want to find out the hard way.

"We're almost done here! I think you deserve a sticker and a sucker for how good you've been for me, Princess." The man retorted with an amused chuckle. Once the injection was finished, the man roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair as he expertly capped the needle and shoved it into his pocket with one hand. "One noise out of you and i'll make you wish you were never born." He threatened, whispering in her ear again as he turned her around to face him.

Hei's breath slightly hitched upon seeing his face. She had seen villains with horrible scars, but this..?

"Mm.. Toshi's boys were right. You do have some soft succulent lips. I wonder how they taste~" He leaned in as Hei tried to turn her head away. The man roughly grabbed her chin, forcing her to stare at him. "Don't be shy, Babe. Come on, give Dabi some sugar.." He mused before pressing his lips to hers in a hungry kiss. His bottom lip tasted of rubber, and it felt incredibly dry and scratchy on her own bottom lip. He dragged his tongue over her bottom lip, humming. Hei expressed her whines and grunts of discomfort as she still tried pushing him away from her.

Dabi broke the kiss, struggling to open his eyes for a second. "Wow... my god, your lips are so sweet. I've waited months to do that.." He finally took his hands off of her, allowing her to roughly shove him away. "I know what you were probably thinking there. I don't do that shit. Even I, as a serial murderer.. have standards." Dabi mused nonchalantly as he shoved his hands in his pockets and began walking away. "You shouldn't assume every villain is a monster like that, Babe. It can be hurtful, placing that sort of stigma on someone you don't know." He continued before smirking and dashing off out of sight.

Hei stood there, her hand over her chest as she tried to catch her breath. She felt dizzy, lightheaded, confused.. tired..... Why was it getting so dark? And cold...? Her eyes slowly closed shut and she hit the ground, right as she heard her beloved Toshi calling her name.

"Don't you fucking dare close your eyes now, wake up." Toshi sounded frantic as he sat her up against the wall. He reached up and snatched her mask off, tossing it to the side. He needed to see her eyes. He needed to make sure she didn't leave him too.

"The ambulance is on the way, stay awake.. Talk to me, please." Toshi begged, checking her for injuries as a worried Bear whined, standing off to the side. Hei took a shaky breath, reaching up to cup his cut cheek, staring weakly at the trail of blood that dribbled from his hair. "You're hurt.. They hurt you.." She mumbled. "Don't worry about me, I'll live. Just stay awake for me." Toshi waved her off, rubbing her stomach. Hei didn't respond, just staring tiredly at him.

The sirens sounded closer as Toshi continued to examine her body for injuries. "Fuck..!!" He hissed in frustration, as he couldn't find the injury point. She didn't seem to be bleeding anywhere, either. Maybe she wasn't harmed physically. His eyes landed on her face.. and filled with tears. "Hang on, Hei.. please, you can't leave me. Keep your eyes open." He began shaking as Hei weakly cupped his cheek. "It's fine, Toshi." Hei whispered, her voice barely audible over the sirens. "I'm just a little tired.."

She laid her head back, her eyes fluttering closed and her lips falling slightly ajar. "Hei. No, Hei, wake up." Toshi's heart dropped and he cupped her cheek and tilted her head. "Open your eyes.. open your fucking eyes." His voice cracked as he hugged her tightly, breaking down into her shoulder.

This would now be the second person he failed to protect. The second person that he had lost to pure evil. He was worthless, how could he be a hero if he couldn't even protect the two people closest to him?

[annbourbon]

My diet & Workout Routine

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Well, it's not exactly a diet, but at the same time it is, kind of(?)

Sooo for those who are curious, I do ballet, and I'm really petite. About 5'0 (153 cm.) which means I need to lose a looot of weight and gain strength to be able to keep up with everything.

Couple of months ago I got really sick so I gained weight. And I struggled with that. Now I'm in a better place, and I can say confidently that I'm making a recovery. I still have a long way to go but hey! I'm getting a treadmill this month~ *♡*

Anyway, my rules:

I don't eat anything after 6pm (no matter how much I'm starving)

I started with this one first because I know how hard it is.

So I'm not saying it's was easy, but at first I started eating at 9 or 8pm, then I started eating my last meal at 7 or 6pm but nowadays I'm eating at 4pm

It takes time, discipline and training yourself to not eat anything.

I did notice some significant change after this. Mostly my muscles started to appear and I developed my ballerina appearance. Which still needs some improvement but I'm getting there!

If I'm really starving I might drink some water with lemon or soup without anything else.

No snacks between meals

This is not even a tough one for me but it's worth of mention because a lot of people do it and it's a way to self sabotage your progress. Don't do it. But if you do, make sure it's close to your meal time at least.

No lying on the bed after eating

I usually go for a walk or climb up some stairs, I recently bought my cats a transporter so I go out for a walk with one of them after every meal. I have three. It works puuurrrfectly lol

So I do that before going back to work or to study. I'm making sure my meal doesn't put me in a comma.

There's an old chinese saying~~

If you can stand. Don't sit. If you can sit, don't lay.

It has been working pretty good so far.

I drink water. Two to Four liters.

But that's just me. I tend to workout a lot so I definitely lose a lot of liquid and I need to keep myself hydrated. Do not over hydrate yourself. Know your limits. If you're feeling tired, drink water. Most of the time you need water.

Two meals per day.

Three if I'm really starving. But usually two. They're big ones so I don't really starve. Don't worry about it.

*I workout from 8 to 9AM (three days a week) and then from 4 to 7PM (admittedly, whenever I can instead of everyday, because I have to keep it up with my studies and projects)

* My last meal tends to be at 4PM

(From time to time my mom cuts me off rice, sugar, soda, mayo and bread. It's a torture but it's worth it! But since I have an ED I can't keep it for longer without going nuts. So she watches my intake.)

Workout Routine

* I'm not going to the gym but I do follow several routines depending on my stamina that day.

* I have ballet 3 days a week: Tuesday. Thursday. Saturday. I try not to skip classes but sometimes I have appointments at the hospital.

* I always take the stairs.

* I walk at least 5k per day (with low stamina) but good days can be up to 8k or 12k

I'll be posting my workout routine soon but here are some of the things I do:

♡ Routine #1 (still working through this because it leaves me exhausted)

♡ My Kpop Routine ✨