#anyway i'm gonna go do some ab exercises

[pwrsavingmode]

testosterone puberty needs to calm the fuck down tell me why i just looked at my bathroom floor tile and saw a naked body

quick sketch to make my vision clear and immortalize the day my bathroom floor got me horny

[invisibleraven]

one getting something in their eye and the other trying to help by blowing it out (hands on the cheek and everything) - Kinda feeling Bobby with this one. Bobby and... Reggie? (feel free to make it someone else if that's not speaking to you)

'This is so stupid,' Bobby thought.

"On your mark...get set...GO!" Reggie yelled gleefully. Luke and Bobby took off running, amidst the cheers of their friends.

Bobby usually wasn't one for exercise-he didn't mind yoga, but that was only because it was something fun to do with lola in the mornings. Otherwise sports and the like was just another thing his father was disappointed in him about, since he had been a football legend.

However, Luke had challenged Bobby to a foot race, winner got to pick the setlist for their next gig, and Bobby was determined to win. There was no other way some of his own songs on the docket.

Out of the four of them, Alex was the track star, so Bobby was glad he wasn't racing the drummer. Reggie was part of 4H, where he regularly got to ride horses and did a fair bit of physical labour. Even Luke actually participated in gym class, was even on the weightlifting team since the competitions paid for guitar strings and street dogs.

The most Bobby lifted was the amps from the garage to the van and then into the gig before reversing the process. Sure those amps, cords, and pieces of the drum set weren't light, but it didn't result in him having bulging biceps, rippling abs, or a large amount of stamina.

Needless to say, Bobby was a bit winded by half way through the route they were taking, panting and puffing, but kept pushing because dammit he wanted to share Black & Blue Heart Break with the world, or at least the great LA area who came to Sunset Curve shows.

"Eat my dust Shaw!" Luke yelled as he passed him.

"Fuck you Patterson!" Bobby wheezed back. Then coughed as he literally got a cloud of dust in his face.

Then stabbing pain, because just his luck, some of it got in his fucking eye. "Ow fuck!"

"You okay dude?" Luke asked, having wheeled back to check on him.

"The dust was supposed to be metaphorical," Bobby sneered. "Got in my eye."

"Don't rub it!" Luke chided, swatting his hand away. "Lemme see."

Bobby blinked repeatedly, trying to clear his eye, then grunted as Luke's hands grasped his cheeks. "What the fuck?"

"I'm trying to see your eye doofus," Luke replied, moving his face back and forth, tutting. "Ouch, that looks bad."

"Totally your fault," Bobby replied.

"Fair," Luke replied with a shrug, then blew a stream of air at him.

"What are you doing?" Bobby asked, trying to jolt back, but Luke had too firm a hold on his face.

"Trying to get your eye clear," Luke stated. "Either by blowing the dust out or getting your eye to water and clear it that way."

"Who taught you this miracle cure, Nurse Ratchet?"

"My mom you jerk," Luke retorted, blowing again.

Bobby stopped struggling at that-Luke didn't mention his mom much since leaving home, even though they spent most every night together given Luke was living in Bobby's garage. Bobby had offered his guest room, but Luke felt bad squatting and stealing food from the fridge, he didn't want to have lola put him up in the house. Besides she would probably call Emily right away if she knew.

Luke looked at Bobby, lips pursed as he blew, his eyes glowing gold in the afternoon sun. A little sweaty from their run, a streak of dust on his cheek, which Bobby reached up to wipe away.

"I-I think I got it," Luke stammered, letting his hands fall away from Bobby's face.

"Thanks," Bobby replied, looking away, eye feeling better but face flushed. "You wanna keep racing?"

"Nah, there was no way you were gonna win anyways," Luke joked.

"We'll see about that!" Bobby declared, taking off running.

Luke laughed, then ran after him-and maybe, just maybe, he let Bobby win. But only by a little.

[skinny2tb]

€d vent and life update:

Sooo... I'm really upset rn because I managed to fast for 5 days without anyone noticing and it felt GREAT. I mean it's kinda sad that my parents just simply don't care anymore. They used to encourage me while I was in recovery and actually getting better but oh well that's how it is sometimes I guess. I once weighed 43kg that's why I originally went into recovery and as I began to gain some weight back they just assumed my €d was magically cured. But that just wasn't the case and here I am once again. Without anybody noticing or actually caring. Sadly my eating disørder is even worse this time and I'm feeling no will to live anymore.

Anyways, I'm thinking of another liquid fast right now because as I said I'm really upset that I just broke mine 20mins ago with some leftover noodles (230 + 55kcal for the cheese) and I'm freaking out atm because I'm afraid I'll gain weight after eating those. But I can't work out because my parents and their friends are downstairs and I don't want them to hear me doing some exercises. Although I know they probably wouldn't even care.

Lately I've been pretty busy studying (literally lol) because of my finals this and next week. I've already completed three out of four and I just have to pass the math test and honestly I'm shitting myself even thinking about it. But as for the others I'm pretty confident.

My hot guess:

• english: 1-2

• french: 1

• german: 2-3

• maths: 4?

Only thing I know is that this years final math exam will include exponential functions which I hate.

I also wanted to say hello to everybody new following me, just wanna let you know I do appreciate it<33

Btw I managed to book my first ever nail appointment for next week and I'm kind of excited?? Let me know if you guys have any cool design recommendations. So far I really fw acrylic, stiletto shape, classy french nails with some gems and tiny rhinestones..

(not my pic btw)

Prom is also coming soon so ofc I'm hella nervous because I haven't fully opt which of my two dresses I'll wear but eitherway it's gonna be navy blue with sparkly details and an open back. And when I tried the dresses on infront of my mom I could clearly see the disbelief in her face of how thin I have gotten again. She didn't say anything tho. I just looove the feeling of clothes that have gotten too big on you and would slide down your body if you didn't use a belt or hairtie.

Yeah, also there's this cute guy in my class. Same age and we went to the same elementary school but back then we had nothing to do with each other. You're probably asking what that has to do with me. Well, at the beginning of the school year when I was the new girl in my class he asked me to go to prom with him and I agreed but now I'm scared, because I do know and everybody always tells me that he has a huge crush on me. But I just can't handle that much affection yk?? The dance course will also start in a few weeks and we both can't look each other in the eyes... Everytime I think about him I'm like what do you even like about meee, I mean why me when there's a bunch of other beautiful girls, right? But well, what can I say at least I pull? Seems like I got that shy rizz*~*

Don't get me wrong, I'm totally happy but at the same time I feel like I don't deserve this kind of love. He's so good looking too with his hazel eyes, big lips and dark brown hair, plus he's way taller than me. So literally my dream guy? I even got to see his abs and stuff when our class went on a trip to a water park. Since then I'm head over heels.. I catch him often secretly staring at me but as soon as I gaze in his direction he pretends to be busy doing other things, like sir I SAW THAT

Ugh, I'm sorry that was pretty much about my personal shit but also pretty much needed.

(Lastly I wanna say that you guys DESERVE recovery and if you feel like you or anybody you know might suffer from an eating disørder don't hesitate to see professional help. You're loved♡)

I'll probably post again in a minute cuz I'm bored rn and want to avoid a b¡nge.

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

1.23.24 Tuesday

8:34 am

In the house now, travelling with Mr Turtle... Thank God, we're done on nesting... Next phase again on Wednesday... It is my off today and will stream later...

Thanks to Boss Sho for the trainings and the rest for being professional. There is no perfect relationship but there is professionalism and being responsible to the situation.

Huh? This tumbler will be dismissed??? That is totally unfair... I will definitely leave Cavite if that happens... I will stay away from human most specially human behind this... According to the post Tumbler will be closed by tomorrow, that is totally unfair... How can I transfer my entries in 1 day?? My details are all important here, angels...

8:49 am

Anyways, I will stream to get dates but I'm really having a hard time to like someone... Liking someone for me it is timing and feelings.

Like the Black American Man that I saw in Conduent from the past days... I told him here and on some classmates then Ray said why didn't you approach him. I said coz it will not work that way... I mean he must reciprocate if he likes me but I told them that man is my type these days on being black...

Why, I like him coz he looks mature and I know he is an adult... He looks very manly... I find him cute when he slightly smiled at me... My past bf's were somewhat same body built or same height. He looks manly that he can protect me... I told Ray, you think that black american man is just here in Conduent? Probably,working here as well... Ray said it is possible coz the vicinity of Conduent is big and it is like a maze... Probably one of the upper leaders or client in Conduent...

From the past months there were so many black american and arab men there in Conduent but just simply working as an agent and one of them is also a big boss... I got this information from ate Wena, one of the securities in Conduent.

Where can I get a Daddy-bf? Someone who can be mutual with me,someone who can accept my ugly situation and someone who is truly into me or likes me... Oh! Daddy,where are you??

9:18 am

Meet Mr Turtle... If I can't find a Daddy-bf then will be with Mr Turtle or Snoopy...

9:54 am

For Daddy....

6:29 pm

Done,eating dinner later night will stream... Will do some task here... Hoping I can set it up easily,oh angels help me...

For Daddy who likes me... Still missing? I'm self-pitying, somehow... But I'm glad I have a job that I need to keep until June and hoping I can save money... I don't know if I can get the regularization, anyways if not I hope I can get in easily again on other call center. Hoping for money and career growth...

I wanna travel and for my son-dog our dog show and vanity. I need to save money...

But for my Daddy who is still missing... Hopefully to meet him, in a lil while...

I need to diet and exercise my abs coz other people in Conduent are exercising in the gym. I have no extra for gym and no time to go to gym, no car as well...

I need to diet.... Will find my Daddy...

6:50 pm

I still have windblow... I want Daddy to know me better that I'm looking for a bf who is tall, black and handsome... But it is hard to find the one I want like last week but I know there will be more Daddies along the way...

It is important to keep a job...

I want black this time,angels... I want someone who can speak English or really american....

6:59 pm

I still have windblow... About Mitch, did she give me a simple battery??? I don't have any guilty emotions on her.

What did Mitch do to me since 2007? A simple battery? Mingling with people???

I'm gonna put here if I like someone like I like someone a black from last week... It is hard for me to like someone...

I feel bitterish coz of my situation... 17 YEARS I feel so ugly and fat and in a lil while I wanna be Manila Girl!

7:22 pm

I feel that something is wrong on Mitch... Why? Why,Mitch?

Why, you have a group? It is a weird windblow... What did she plan on me,that Mitch???

7:34 pm

I want my own crew... I don't want them to change me... Why, Mitch is creating her own group? Is it against me??? I have windblow...

Is Mitch will be an artist there, that I don't know??? Did she give me a simple battery???

7:41 pm

Did Mitch give me a simple battery?

You owe me Mitch... Is she famous somewhere here in Cavite, her own group that they gave me a simple battery??? Am I a victim here?

I don't like the cheap cavitenyos... I don't like their crew that they will make me cheap or they chose Mitch to be their actress here in Cavite? 17 years Mitch... You created a group without me...

8:58 pm

I really wanna be Manila Girl again... I have windblow here in Cavite.

I feel self-pityish.....

[dzpenumbra]

6/12/23

Starting to feel a bit run-down now at the end of the day, but today wasn't half bad. A big change from the big waves of physical anxiety shit I've been dealing with the past few days.

I slept through an entire sleep cycle (I think). I improvised yoga again since I just... hopped right back into RP streams again. I did a workout that I was kinda dreading because I was worried it was going to be the one that kicked my ass. 3 sets with 2 minutes rest in between - 10 sit-ups, 20 punches at the peak of a sit up, 10 flutter kicks (x2 per set) So, that was a total of 60 sit ups in one workout today, plus all the other shit. And I'm not even that sore, like... just a little on my sides. I'm actually surprised. I did get that thing where my muscles just wouldn't pull me up, so I'd have to kick my legs a tiny bit, but only towards the last few sit ups. I remember doing this exact routine before and really struggling with the ab stuff, to the point of actually just quitting the exercise early. So, I guess lately I've been putting on weight a little, but I've also been getting stronger. I'm okay with that.

I spent some time looking at diet stuff. It's still weird, but I'm trying to see the good in it, specifically by trying to get myself excited about cooking again. It was actually the first thing I did today, still in bed. I came to the conclusion that fiber = good and animal fat = bad. And I'm kinda piggybacking off this dietary thing to just... go ahead and trim meat out of my diet. I might as well, I barely consume it anyway. That's the long-term plan, anyway. Wouldn't be the first time, I was vegetarian for 3 years in the past. For right now, I'm re-introducing more homemade chinese food to the menu. I actually stopped making my fried rice when I stopped getting chinese takeout from the place next to my building. It was just too goddamn expensive. I can't be shelling out $50 for takeout for one fucking person. And I was making my fried rice from the rice they gave me, so... that went on hold for a bit. Hoping to make a comeback here.

The new additions to the diet? Cold Sesame Noodles, Chicken and Broccoli, and Rice + Bean Burritos. Should be good additions, I don't think there's really anything bad in there besides cheese and maybe sour cream. I guess the big no-no's are... cream-based stuff and animal fats, that's what I'm kinda gathering. So like... fatty meat cuts, butter, sour cream, whole milk, stuff like that. 3 of those things are in my fridge right now... XD So, gonna fix the milk thing soon enough, which is not really the end of the world honestly. Cheese is my fucking vice though, that's the one I really do NOT like the idea of parting with. I will part ways with ice cream way before I get rid of cheese.

On that note, I made 3 baked potatoes with pepper jack, about 1/3 the butter I normally use, a tiny dab of sour cream and a bunch of scallions. Really good. Probably not a regular meal from here forward though, we'll see. Quantity is relevant.

I should probably talk about this. I am trying to balance out... taking these test results seriously... and freaking out and becoming a paranoid health nut. Because I have a very clear genetic and habitual predisposition that leans me towards that specific obsession. My dad has been obsessed with his fitness and nutrition as far back as I can remember. I think my mom told me that it started around when they had kids, around when he was my age. Maybe he even got a test like this, and he just went full-tilt obsessed with it. That and work, of course. And... because he spent all of his time and brainpower fixated on work 24/7 and his own fitness and nutrition... my brothers and I grew up without a father. So... despite not having kids myself, I know the toll that can be taken from having good intentions that are rooted in obsessive fear. And one of the first things I did was let my therapist know that stuff about my dad, so that if I start rabbit-holing and freaking out... he'll know why. It's so relieving to have someone understanding on deck who I can just give a heads up like that, even if it's not necessary. Very glad I took giant swan dives of faith with my vulnerabilities and shameful stuff in the past so that now... it's pretty damn easy to just go - "hey, just letting you know that I have a really deep-rooted insecurity around that thing we talked about today, and it's because of _____. Just for the record, in case it becomes relevant in the future. Have a nice weekend!" Shallow "friends" and emotionally detached people hate it when I do that, they even see it as aggressive (somehow?), but being able to share openly and honestly is an invaluable social asset, I think.

I am pretty proud to say that I didn't work today. I took the day off. I started up a new Rimworld colony because... fuck it... and just kinda chilled and watched streams and played Rimworld. I was so fucking locked in on work yesterday and I got so much more done than I expected that I thought it would be a good idea. I really do think it was, I feel a lot more calm and recharged. Even tired at 4 AM.

Honestly, that's pretty much been the day. Chill Sunday, throwing together recipes, playing Rimworld, throwing together a grocery list that I'll hopefully get delivered tomorrow. Lots of exercise, and now... I'm a bit run down. My stomach's upset, which doesn't happen often for me, so my body is just like... "what the fuck is happening, PANIC!"

Luckily it's right at the end of the night, so I can just finish up here and just go curl up and pass out and all should be well. I'll wrap up with some tarot, of course.

Past - Eight of Swords (Feeling trapped and powerless. Being conditioned and complacent, not being able to see objectively.  But if you can, this is an opportunity to remove yourself from that trap.) Present - Four of Swords (Rest.  Taking time to recover and seek respite.) Future - Three of Pentacles, inverted (Teamwork, accomplishing more together.)

Alright, these are all new cards tonight, so that's a big accomplishment in itself. Some surprisingly simple and easy to interpret ones, as well.

The thread starts with the Eight of Swords. The symbol immediately struck me powerfully, because the card is an image of a bound woman surrounded by swords. In the image, she is bound by ribbons. This struck me because... I used to have a recurring image that stuck with me - in dreams, in intuitive sketches, in inspiration - of a bound woman... but the binding was sorta... coming undone. In my... I never really evolved the language to communicate what these... flashes of images that just come to me and then I turn them into art, what to call them... I often just call that inspiration. So, in that... the woman is bound with black ribbon or electrical tape, something like that. And she is bound usually in a manner that aesthetically resembles clothing, so around her breasts and hips. And the ends of the binding material sorta flap in the wind. And she was often being pulled up towards the moon by her heart, and levitating with outstretched arms. I ended up adapting this character into a tattoo that takes up the entirety of the outside of my calf - she has long hair and a fire tattoo on the side of her torso, and is armed with a handgun. A lot of... let's just generously use the term "sex-positive people"... have looked at this image and superimposed sexuality onto it... which has upset me a lot over the years, but... you know how people are. The binding is very directly symbolic of being trapped and constrained, and yet that constraint being something that keeps you safe from vulnerability to the world, being symbolically naked. Most of that symbolism I speculate to be emotional vulnerability. And due to that trap, she developed the need for self-protection. But her gun is lowered, and her face is calm. She was always a sorta... guardian angel figure to me. I don't really know how to describe that fully, but that's always been my attachment to her and that tattoo; she's a protector, a guardian. Maybe she remains bound... so that I no longer have to be.

Huge backstory to say... this image in Eight of Swords is a very similar and familiar figure. But the gist of Eight of Swords is... from my understanding... that this is something that appears to be a trap or constraint... but from other perspectives actually is not. An illusion, of sorts. And perspective can set you free.

This image is connected to the Four of Swords. This is, quite simply... rest and recovery. Plain and simple.

And this is connected to... inverted Three of Pentacles, which is a representation of teamwork. Many hands making light work that benefits everyone. But... that's in disorder.

So... in short... a shift of perspective that breaks a trap or illusion that I am (or was) stuck in... leads to a state where I can finally recover... but that creates the snag where I'm disconnected from others, and won't have helping hands. Something to prepare for. And this definitely seems to be a cycle I fall in a lot. I finally realize I'm stuck in this Chinese Finger Trap situation where I realize "oh, I can just walk away from this toxicity"... and then I finally get the balls to do it... and I revel in the bliss of peace and rest and recovery, and take care of myself alone... and then the second I realize I can't survive in this world alone and look around for a helping hand? No one to be found. Yeah. So... this is a good reminder of that.

Birds are chirpin, time for bed. Imma take a short relaxing bath first. Have a good one!

[wingedgirl]

DAY ONE: intense HIIT and standing abs

I was sooo winded halfway through the first exercise and had to take some little breaks but I got through it all and I'm really proud of myself. I took photos of myself after the workout to compare at the end of the challenge, and usually I get so nervous taking photos of myself but today I was just excited abt my future progress!

Anyways, the HIIT had a lot of squats and it totally killed my hamstrings at the beginning. I had to stop halfway through and just stretch for a couple minutes because my body really isn't used to working that way. I'm an ex-ballet dancer, so I'm used to a routine where stretching is mixed in with the exercises, i.e. doing pliés and then doing a port de bras which stretches out your thighs and back. With these exercises, the focus was on just working the muscles the whole time!! I don't operate like that so I stretched a lot throughout it lol.

The standing abs were great, and even though the focus was on the abs I felt like I worked my whole body and it felt really good. I can tell I'm gonna be really sore tomorrow :'( but it's so worth it, it's only been one day and I already feel better. I'm hoping that these exercises will build up my strength so when I go back to school I'm ready for all my theatre classes. I'm taking stage combat, which is obviously super intense physically, and I'm going to be dancing a lot, so I want to have my stamina and be as strong as I can to be a better dancer and performer. I find that it's so much easier for me to simple things like pirouettes and jumps and stuff when I work out for a little bit outside of class, so hopefully these exercises will help with that!

Alright, that's all for today, see y'all tomorrow ✨✨

Chloe Ting workout journey ~~

I decided on a whim today that I'm going to do Chloe Ting's 2023 weight loss workout challenge for a week and document the process on my blog. The whole program is four weeks, but I've never been good at keeping routines, so I'm giving myself a smaller goal. If I get through a week, then I'll go for another and see if I can make it to the end!

Even though it's technically a weight loss challenge, I'm not going to focus on losing weight, and while I'll be keeping track of my progress and writing about it, I am NOT going to weigh myself or focus on that at all. The truth of the matter is that I just want to exercise more and this workout challenge is a great way to do that. By the end of this, I don't care about how much I weigh--what I do care about is whether or not I'm taking care of myself, and helping myself become a stronger and more energetic person in my day to day life!

So I'm going to be writing little diary entries here every day to reflect on my exercise and take note of what I ate so I can track my progress over the next week. I'm really excited about this, I can't wait to see how it goes!

[wheeloffortune-design]

re: weight surgery, and harder efforts in the moving and the cooking

just in case you worried about me mentioning bariatric surgery yesterday, i just want to reassure you that i'll research the shit out of it before even trying anything.

i already messaged two of my doctor friends about it, and talked to my therapist. answers from the doctor/pharmacist friend (yes, BOTH THE SAME GUY, overachiever)-- so no red flag per say, but many side effects. answers from therapist-- "that's going to require more therapy." (as in, you have to be followed mentally too if you go that way).

So yeah, I'm not making any harsh choices for now.

I'm still walking, trying to find a way to add 4k more steps to my daily walk so i can get the 10k required. When you work from home you can't get a part of your steps done just by going to work. So it's all extra effort.

Gotta figure out how to get some sun, too. Now I'm running out the door the minute I'm done to catch some sunlight.

I bought a third yoga matt and piled it on the first two ones and finally lying down is not an excruciating pain. Put them next to my bed, in the minuscule space left in my room. Looked into some easy core exercises to start with.

(google is not kind to people who want to do slow and soft abs exercise to strengthen their core slowly, with accommodations for fat body shapes.) But I'm gonna find the ones I need and print them and stick them on my wall, so executive dysfunction doesn't get in the way of my efforts.

Gonna try a handful of them everyday, gently, and at some point i'll be able to do the dishes without my back hurting.

(good news though! apparently waking is good for the core because I surprised myself with what I could do!)

Walking still goes well. Gonna get better running shoes (the last ones are still shit). So I can try to jog. Oh, wouldn't it be wonderful? Going fast?? 😭

Hmmm. ah yeah! The Hello Fresh thing. Is wonderful when I'm feeling well, and immediately crashed when I'm a teeny bit stressed. I feel horribly guilty for the ones I lose. So, I changed from 4 recipes x 2 people to 3 recipes x4 people so I can have next day's dinner too.

Again, I'm not complaining about the boxes accumulating, we still have to move, later next year.

--

Told all I was doing to my therapist.

Her: And are you proud of your efforts?

Me: I'm so focused on doing things that I often forget to have feelings about them.

her: Yeaaah that's gonna be the entire next session.

..

Anyway, yes, I am proud of all that. I'm also tired, and annoyed that it doesn't change fast enough. Like starting to push an enormous boulder. Inertia is a powerful force of nature. Well, bitch, I'm also a powerful force of nature.

[lesdreams-author]

6 am in the morning Jean ends her workout routine and dials her fiance

J: good morning baby

Lisa sleepy voice comes through the phone: why in the goddess name are you calling me in the middle of the night!?

Jean:... Baby it's morning.

There is silence for a few seconds and then: 6 am is still night for me.

J: okay...How many times are we going to have this conversation?

L: how many it takes to you stop waking me before 10 am!

J: if I don't wake you up, you will lose your job. You know your shift starts 7 am.

Lisa groans on the other side.

L: I'm gonna resign

J: we need the money so we can do our wedding.

L: we don't need a ceremony

J: It was what I said six months ago but you insisted. So...

L: ugh...I just want to sleeeep

Lisa whines and Jean chuckles already used to her fiancee antics.

J: well you can...When you come back from work.

Lisa sighs and mumbles something before ask: where are you anyway?

J: just finished my workout

L:...

L: workout you said?

Jean smirks. Lisa never stops amuse her.

J: yes, workout.

L: mnn ...Are you coming back home before going to work?

Jean chuckles.

J: unfortunately no. I just received a call and I need to go asap to the headquarters. There are some emergencies to be deal with.

She hears Lisa groans and in a pout voice say

L: But I love you so much more after workout sessions!

Jean laughs. She does know Lisa loves her post workout. She doesn't see the appeal but Lisa says she likes Sweaty Jean and the way home her muscles are just more prominent after the exercises.

Well, Far from Jean to dislike it though, because every damn time they end up on some furniture, naked and panting.

J: Sorry, baby. I can't do anything.

L: hmmm, I think you can

J: Oh?

And it's how she ends her early morning, taking a photo - requested by her fiancee - in the gym's bathroom of her abs.

Jean feels shy later, kind embarrassed because it's such a out of character thing from her. But when she finishes her shower and is putting her work clothes she gets a text from Lisa, opening it she feels better about her selfie. Because there, in Lisa's text is a photo of the brunette, laying on their bed,small nightdress up her hips, breasts barely hidden by a generous neckline, hand between beautiful and full thighs.

The downside is that she goes to work with a annoying ache waiting to be satisfied.

[allexday]

Can you write some Jean from aot & fem reader

Pretty Thoughts

Pairing - jean kirstein/reader

Contains; yandere themes, mentions of passing out, very light yandere, in love jean, soft pining

Note; I hope this is alright! I didn't get into really good yandere bits, I just started writing and it ended up as more of an introduction of their relationship. I'm sorry this isn't super yandere, but I hope it's a nice read for you anyway :)

The morning heat warmed your skin, the sun gently kissing the marks on your arms as drops of sweat glistened down your temples. The dirt that coated your white pants and brown boots now stained your hands and face, leaving behind evidence of your exercise and hard work.

The training field was full of moving bodies, the cadets all exercising while using different workout techniques and regimes. The few that weren't paired with another and doing hand-to-hand combat training—a so-called useless activity and requirement—were doing a variety of different activities.

Some were doing push-ups, burning the muscle in their arms and shins, while others were doing solo situps, working out their abs and core. A couple of people were sprinting around the fenced-off area, getting in their cardio and moving quickly under the relentless sun. You were one of those few.

After forgetting the number of laps you had already made, the burn in your feet and ache in your lungs begged you to take a break. And with that you collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily as your body struggled to intake enough air to keep you conscious and alive.

Your hair was sprayed out, a complete mess to compliment the wrinkled and dirtied fabrics of your clothing. The bubbles of black that sprinkled your vision and buzz of white in your ear silenced the hustle and noise of the other cadets in the training field, leaving only you in your mind as you stared up at the blue, cloudless sky.

This is what you get for slacking during training yesterday.

"You alright there, babe?"

A person appeared in your vision as a smooth and deep voice flooded your ears. You blinked to see if the handsome face would go away, but he still stood there, a concerned look pulling on his features. You let out a long sigh, his appearance having had pulled you from your thoughts and slowly approaching sleep.

It was as you returned to reality that you noticed the hand he had outstretched to you. You grabbed it, taking note of the rough callouses, and allowed him to pull you up with his strength. Now being placed on your feet once more, you noticed how tall he was, and how broad his shoulders were.

"So, are ya alright?" He voiced once more, his hazel eyes looking over your face and form to spot any injury. You simply blinked at him for a few more moments, allowing yourself to adjust to your surroundings once more. "Yeah, thanks,"

You felt very dizzy.

"Woah woah," He caught you as you almost collapsed, securing you in his arms. "Liar," He scuffed, but you could tell by the tone of his voice that he was more worried than annoyed. "I'm gonna take you to the infirmary, yeah? Try to stay awake, stupid,"

He lifted you up into his arms, one arm securing your back while the other held you under your knees. You nuzzled yourself closer to his body, shielding your eyes from the burning hot sun. He smelled like the comfort of oak wood and a forest after rain, which aided in lulling you to sleep.

You awoke later beneath white thin sheets, your feet sore and your head pounding. Surprisingly, your throat did not feel dry. Someone had helped you drink water sometime in between your conscious and unconscious states. You squeezed your closed eyes before opening them slowly, adjusting to the hazy lighting filtering in through the windows.

"Careful," That voice. There it was again.

You titled your head, rolling it over on the plush pillow to look to your side. You spotted the same guy as before, getting a more clear look at him now that you weren't on the verge of passing out. He was pretty.

"Hey,"

"Hey," He chuckled, looking down at you with warm eyes. "You feeling better now?"

You blinked at him, studying his features. "Who are you?"

He seemed surprised by your question. "Jean. Jean Kirstein. I thought you knew me,"

"No, I haven't seen you before," You mumbled, resting back into the bed. It was softer than the one given to you in the girls' barracks. "I would've remembered you,"

He smiled, a charming look flirting in his eyes. "Is that so?"

You glanced at him before snorting, rolling your eyes. He immediately dropped the smile, almost offended. "Hey, what's that for?"

"I didn't mean it like that, idiot. I just meant that horse face of yours isn't exactly forgettable,"

He gaped at your words, clearly insulted. "Excuse me? This is the thanks I get for helping you?"

You suddenly remembered the incident from before. You reached a hand up, pulling it out from underneath the covers and holding it up to where he sat beside the bed. "Thanks,"

Jean looked at you for a few moments, not able to stop the smile from forming on his face. He took your hand in his, shaking it. "Y/n, right?"

"Yeah, that's me," You answered, deciding to try and sit up. "How'd you know?"

He tensed up at the question as if he wasn't prepared for you to ask it. He stumbled over his words a bit, unsure of how to answer. "Oh just, well, I saw you during the lineup the first day. I'm good with faces and names, I guess,"

You giggled at him, making his cheeks heat up a warm red. "Don't hurt yourself now. It was only a question,"

"I... I wasn't," He mumbled looking off to the side.

Jean stayed with you for the rest of your time in the infirmary, which was only a few more minutes before the nurse checked you out. Apparently, you were dehydrated and barely escaped having a heat stroke. The nurse mentioned how kind Jean was to skip out on meal time to come to check up on you, but he insisted that it was only so he could avoid his cleaning duties.

Jean had been worried about you all afternoon, ever since he watched you collapse during training. He'd never tell you that, of course. He also lied about knowing your name. He couldn't give a shit about all the other idiots trying to play solider. But it'd be hard to ever forget your face.

You and Jean naturally grew closer after that, becoming more aquatinted with each other as the training days went by. He was a fun and flirty guy, who'd always tease you with an arm over your shoulder or around your waist. Although you knew about him being overprotective, you had no idea the glares he'd send guys who checked you out or the people he's beaten to a pulp for talking about you.

He thinks about you all the time. You haunt his dreams at night and appear in all his thoughts during the day. He's friendly with others, but he doesn't save seats for anyone else. He only sneaks extra meals for you, and he only sets up nice picnics by the oak tree you two visit for you. He doesn't sneak out at night with anyone else, risking punishment for precious memories of hearing your sweet laugh and feeling your hand in his.

It's clear to everyone he's in love with you. Everyone but you.

He gets angry sometimes, knowing that you're not his. Because although you talk with him the most, fall asleep with your head in his lap, and go to his barracks to stay up all night talking, you're not his. He hasn't kissed your sweet lips yet. He hasn't felt you tremble in his arms from the pleasure he gave you. You haven't hugged him tightly, mumbling notions of love to him.

Not yet, at least.

No, to you he's just a friend. It's torture for him, but he knows it'll change one day. It will.

[rpmemesbyarat]

RP meme from Scream Queens Ep 11 "Black Friday"

"Be careful. I'd really like to kiss you again."

"I'm saving my energy for Black Friday doorbusters tomorrow morning."

"How about you do the honors?"

"Oh, the holidays. That festive time of year where everyone's decked out in their Christmas finest."

"The season of joy and love and presents begins when the clock strikes midnight."

"I thought you got all your clothing hand-delivered by A-list designers."

"Black Friday is about buying deliberately cheap, totally forgettable Christmas gifts for friends. The obvious cheapness of the gift makes them question our friendship and makes them way easier to manipulate as they try desperately to get back on my good side."

"Is this black toilet paper?"

"Amazing. A pair of mink albino boy shorts."

"I bribe the dude who deals weed off the loading dock to let me in a half hour early."

"Torturing these soulless manatees of senseless consumerism brings me so much joy. And isn't joy what the holiday season's all about?"

'At first I was like, "What a weird turkey." And then it clicked. Like... "Damn, that's a head."

"When you agree with me, it makes me question whether I actually agree with me."

"I am gonna take this opportunity to be the strong parental influence you have never had."

"You are gonna march over to that sofa right now and you're gonna sit down because you are in a time out."

"I'm sorry. Did you just put me on a time out? You do realize I'm not seven, right?"

"Well, behold how badly you've failed."

"I think it's pretty safe to assume that your career is over."

"Now, if you'll excuse us, we're going to the mall to exercise our patriotic right to join hundreds of thousands of our fellow out-of-breath Americans in sweatpants as they make frenzied, ill-thought-out purchases of cheap, crappy garbage they can't afford and don't need. To deny us of that right would be un-American."

"Let's go, sluts."

"I want to know what I'm being charged with."

"You drove your pickup truck through the front window of a Best Buy."

"You killed or maimed people. Let's go."

"Sounds awful, but I'd keep that to yourself."

"You're not really helping yourself."

"Most of the uniformed cops out there are working on a volunteer basis because they get backed up inside if they don't crack a few skulls every day."

"There's a killer on the loose and you're telling us this town has no police force?"

"I don't understand why you have to get us the crappiest gifts possible and then make sure we know about it beforehand just to ruin the surprise."

"I mean, that's like bringing pineapples to Hawaii."

"So would you feel the need to waste $13,000 buying me something I already have?"

"Maybe instead of using my disgusting wealth to buy my friends crap, I should use my disgusting wealth to buy my friends things they would actually enjoy."

"The mall is deserted."

"Oh, go on and shoot me, hag. It'll just make me young and skinny forever and you'll still be old. Come on, finish me off, you shriveled, old crone!"

"First day on the job and I caught a killer."

"Wait, you have a gun?"

"Damn! Why didn't I shoot him when I had the chance?"

"How's your crossbow wound?"

"The arrow missed all major arteries, and I'm currently rolling on some sweet painkillers."

"What exactly are you proposing?"

"I've always had this vision of a band of sisters who stand together like an impenetrable community of shields who kept everyone safe and secure."

"Sometimes, instead of shields, we need swords."

"No one is going to help us."

"No one is going to stop this until we are all dead."

"Well, I'm sorry, but she is a vindictive, amoral woman who no one is gonna miss."

"I say we poison her."

"Did you ever do it in my bed?"

"So you were gay lovers?"

"No, we were not gay lovers."

"I'm an investigative journalist."

"Well, you know, I really love the idea of a bunch of guys from different backgrounds getting together and forming a brotherhood for life."

"Have you ever been to a driving range?"

"What sort of ab regimen are you rocking, bro?"

"I guess the fact that you and I cannot stand one another is finally out in the open."

"Name your weapon."

"So pick your weapon. You can choose sabres, guns, baseball bats, small pebbles, spoons, doesn't matter to me. What does matter, is that we will fight, and we will fight to the death."

"Well, I am sorry that took so long, but, you know, a watched pot never boils."

"Being a millennial feminist means growing up listening to Taylor Swift say she doesn't like to think of the world as boys versus girls."

"That's not what feminism was about."

"How come all the pictures on the wall are selfies?"

"Oh, it smells amazing."

"Where did you get puffer fish venom?"

"I want to be there when she dies."

"That's bliss!"

"Is it nutmeg?"

"I am like a soldier at war. I am killing to stop more killing. It's totally justified."

"But what about moral law?"

"Oh, that would be hard for you?"

"I don't "rage" on Tuesday nights or have competitions about how many girls I can have sex with in one day."

"What I'm trying to say is guys join fraternities to get a sense of structure in their lives. Problem is the structure

they're buying into is antiquated. It's misogynistic and hierarchical and dangerous."

"It's misogynistic and hierarchical and dangerous."

"I don't think I'm in the right headspace right now."

"You're a rare breed, one of the true good guys."

"That's the weirdest explanation for anything I've ever heard."

"We need to think of new ways to kill her!"

"I'm really gonna cherish our time here together."

"Killing is wrong, but, under this circumstance, I don't know what other choice we have."

"Hold on, sluts."

"When I was your age, I was thoughtless about sex."

"If you don't think you're ready, you probably aren't. And if you aren't, well, then no good can come from doing it, anyway."

"The main thing is you have to be perfectly dry. The cryosauna is set to 200 degrees below zero, so any water on your skin freeze instantly."

"How come there hasn't been any screaming?"

"No, we need to get away while we still can."

"Hey, hey, it's enough. The point has been made."

"Why do you want to continue taking this any further?"

"Yes, I feel guilty!"

"Don't you ever call me again."

"I heard about these Buddhist Monks that found a way to meditate, so they can sit outside all night, way, way up in the Himalayas in weather that would kill a normal person, but their core temperature stays totally normal."

"You're thinking of the movie Teen Wolf, you brainless gash, which is not, in fact, a documentary!"

"Uh, Rasputin. He was a mystical Russian peasant who became a close advisor of Tsar Nicholas II because he could magically cure Prince Alexei of his hemophilia."

"Okay, this seems totally not germane to what we're talking about, so can we please just skip ahead?"

"Maybe she has some magical powers that make her unable to die, like some horror movie villain, like Michael Myers, or Jason, or Dr. Giggles."

"So, maybe try on a size zero."

"Okay, I'm not gonna try on the size zero because I won't fit into the size zero."

"This is discrimination!"

"Look at her. Give her something. Give her something to be happy!"

"Come on, what is wrong with these idiots?!"

"Why did you ask me to meet you here? And why are you carrying a bag clearly filled with chains?"

"I thought we could talk about bondage and go for a swim."

"You're all packed up. I thought you were staying until you cracked the case."

"I was just gonna go to the woods and write or something,

like Thoreau, but with WiFi."

"I mean, maybe I could come with you. Might be kind of romantic, you know?"

"I could bring a slow cooker, and we could talk about the case all night over short ribs?"

"Well, I do love short ribs."

"I'll always be able to say that my first was with a great, great, great guy."

"I am a sentient grown woman who has been through

hell the past few weeks, and I'm sitting next to you, now, with open eyes and an open heart, telling you that I want to give myself to you."

[cattles-bians]

damie vibecca exes au part 8

post directory

obsetress: now i just want fanart of damvibecca at the gym

em: well. pitch it to me comrade ghostfucker

obsetress: idk that's about as far as i got i just reread that bit about vibecca in their matching gym outfits and my brain got stuck

em: hypothetically do u have a colour palette in mind bc i associate gym outfits w like. bright loud colours and

em: idk if it works w our earth sign queens

[em note: emily is a liar and did NOT draw fanart of damvibecca at the gym]

[em note 2: we have the gym art now [x] [x]]

obsetress: i was imagining like charcoals tbh, or jewel tones

obsetress: i could see them in like jewel tone purples or that jewel tone blue green color

obsetress: yeah viola jewel tones or blacks n charcoals

obsetress: becs pastels and camels but jewel tones at the gym

em: it’s about Matching

em: And Destroying Ur Ex (platonically)

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: viola's feeling particularly smug about it but then

obsetress: dani's in an old school tshirt and shorts and jamie's in............ one of dani's old school tshirts and shorts

em: YES

obsetress: not intentionally, she just grabbed whatever was there

obsetress: dani chirps "oh you two look so cute! baby look, they have a matched set"

obsetress: viola arches an eyebrow "and so do you, it seems" and dani laughs "not on purpose, jamie just grabbed whatever was on top in the drawer"

viola: you two... share... a wardrobe?

dani: yeah?

em: god cute

obsetress: cute n dumb

em: they can share nearly everything except pants

em: well. pants as a treat

em: haha pants

em: trousers

obsetress: also rly nice rly clean smooth funny juxtaposition in my brain of vibecca being the ones who intentionally match and damie the ones for whom it just accidentally happens

obsetress: hahahah pants

obsetress: they can share pants but................ should they

em: idk miss chapter 12 danis thighs jamies pyjamas

em: should they

obsetress: PLEASE

obsetress: that's exactly what i was referring to THANKS

obsetress: anyway

obsetress: rebecca just laughs

obsetress: viola huffs and bex is like "sorry, babe, but it is kind of funny"

em: dani jamie wearing like

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

em: poor viola

obsetress: thinking about dani's ass in those

em: yeah....

em: violas huffing until jamies exercise flush lasts a little Too Long

obsetress: big blush jamie taylor

em: she’s still like ‘oi dani close ur mouth’ but then she

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: just ogling each other

obsetress: (they briefly pause to ogle vi and rebecca passing a medicine ball back and forth as they do squats and have to acknowledge that, yeah, they've all done alright by themselves)

em: funny montage of the gang doing exercise while surreptitiously taking Peaks

obsetress: omg all i want

obsetress:sometimes having friends as a lesbian means they're all your exes except one, who's your gf, and you're all checking each other out always anyway

em

And That’s Beautiful

obsetress

obsetress: dani: checking out viola's biceps, rebecca's abs

viola: checking out dani's thighs n ass

rebecca: minding her business

jamie: scowling n scrawny

obsetress:(n also checking out dani's thighs n ass, viola's biceps, and begrudgingly peeking at rebecca's abs)

obsetress: every other woman at the gym: checking out jamie, trying to figure out the entire dynamic here

are they a polycule? what

em: jamie probably like

em: maybe she gets really into running bc she just checks out and listens to her audiobooks but like

em: slow twitch vs fast twitch fibers so stays scrawny

obsetress: i can see that

obsetress: just gets on the treadmill and zones tf out

em: jamie ‘why don’t i have biceps’ taylor vs jamie ‘no u gotta lift w ur hips’ taylor

obsetress: she hates it but her psych told her it'll be good for her routine so you know she was like yes ma'am every day ma'am

em: cant believe safe lifting procedures screwed her over

em: ‘yes ma’am every day ma’am’ ur just Going for it arent ya anshdjdh

obsetress: sorry but don't tell me you can't hear it

obsetress: jamie's the person who takes notes in therapy

obsetress: jamie, in the locker room after their workout: do my biceps look bigger?

dani, patiently, already knowing where this is going: bigger than what, baby?

jamie: than yesterday

dani: mm, rome wasn't built in a day, you know

jamie: do they look bigger at all?

dani: well

em: i mean not to perceive her too much but mattresses scene indicates AE/jamie like. at least some muscle in the leg area

em: poor jamie

em: not playing to her strengths

obsetress: yeah she does

obsetress: i mean ae has toned af arms

obsetress: she's just wiry

em: how could i forget the benchpressing dog gif

obsetress: dani's like "jamie, baby, come do squats with me and vi" "m'good" "baby, c'mon, you'll like it" "don't wanna do squats" "it could be good for you" "don't wanna do squats with you two"

em: dani: you gotta like. eat more

jamie: i eat plenty

dani: no u graze all day and then u don’t eat dinner

obsetress: dani: five biscuits spread out across a day doesn't count as eating more

em: dani: protein jamie it’s abt protein

obsetress: dani: you need more protein, which is why i think some lentils would really––

em: jamie thinks protein shakes are Nasty

obsetress: jamie does think protein shakes are nasty but dani will make her a smoothie and sneak it in like she's a child

obsetress: viola and rebecca, with their matching monogrammed blender bottles, just staring

obsetress: becca's like "jamie, just drink it, really, it's fine"

obsetress: viola just does this haughty sniff at her and that's what finally gets jamie to start

em: jamie can deal w being a brat but the idea of viola having Anything over her drives her Insane

em: Drives Her Fuckign Nuts

obsetress: she hates it

obsetress: just the absolute fuckin worst

em: do u think dani ever like

em: like they REALLY need to clear out storage but it’s a boiling frog situation where it’s increased so gradually that

em: like jamie thinks it’s Fine storage is Clear Enough

em: it’s Not

em: danis like. should we invite rebecca and vi over

em: just be Idea of A Snide Viola Comment fills jamie w a burning rage

obsetress: oh my god

obsetress: i'm obsessed with this

obsetress: i would read a whole oneshot about this

em: eventually dani comes clean abt it n jamie thinks it’s v funny bc yknow; open and honest communication is a v important part of their dynamic

em: jamie: next time just tell me my storage looks like shite dani or i will be grumbling abt viola for a Week

obsetress: inevitably

obsetress: when they do have to come over to clean

obsetress: dani offers them takeout and wine ("step up from pizza and beer at least," jamie grumbles) and viola's like "jesus, dani, let's just go out to dinner. my treat"

obsetress: at dinner, viola's like "if you want more storage, i have some wonderful properties––"

obsetress: rebecca's mouthing "sorry" from next to her across the table

em: every time they go out rebecca takes vi aside n is like ok sweetheart so you promise you’re not gonna try convince them to sell the apartment again

em: and violas like (mock horror) of course i won’t. ye of little faith

em: and every time

em: every time she does

em: she’s tryna HELP

obsetress: she would too she'd be like

obsetress: "i'm just trying to HELP"

obsetress: "they're our FRIENDS"

em: i’m on a mission to figure out like

em: this is way way down the line

em: but i wanna believe eventually viola and jamie start to, at the v least, Tolerate each other

em: jamie might even be fond of the crazy bird but she’ll NEVER admit it

obsetress: god like vi's on business or some shit in like

obsetress: the UAE

obsetress: negotiating some Deal

obsetress: and so dani and jamie get dinner with just bex and they're driving home after and having a perfectly mundane conversation and then jamie's just blurting like

obsetress: "i think i miss vi"

em: she’s HORRIFIED

em: she tries to play it off as like um

em: she’s Too Comfortable

em: things are Too Boring

em: which is weird knowing everything we know abt jamie

em: but actually she just... maybe misses viola

em: danis like god i wish i was recording this

obsetress: jamie's passed out next to her at home later (it's ten pm) and dani's chattering happily away on the phone with vi (drinking a martini in her dubai hotel room at one am since, y'know, no bars) in bed right next to her

obsetress: "jamie, uh, said she misses you. i know. no, i KNOW. don't tell her i told you. yeah, yeah, you win, vi, we know. uh-huh. uh-huh. i'm gonna pretend you didn't just ask me that"

em: CUTE

em: u can’t lord it over her vi it’s a little secret

em: vi's like when have i EVER

em: she does

obsetress: once they're good again, dani and vi absolutely just. lose time (there's a metaphor in there) talking to each other still

em: this is wholesome tbh

em: i really like the damie stories where like

em: look it’s nice when damie have each other but it’s also nice when they have their own friends and stuff

em: dunno how to articulate that well

em: it’s a balance! it’s a balance

obsetress: yeah! exactly

obsetress: because that's part of the love n possession thing too yk

obsetress: not to say either of them would ever be like "no friends for you" but

obsetress: wanting to have a life outside of your partner yk

obsetress: they're meeting vi and rebecca for dinner after vi gets back and vi's just grinning and sweeping jamie into a hug "i heard you missed me"

em: she gets jamie a souvenir t-shirt

em: it’s too big

em: OR

em: child’s t-shirt

obsetress: (jamie sleeps in it that night)

obsetress: oh childs might be better

obsetress: she's like "you're a little scrawny, so..."

em: jamie sleeps in it.... soft bitch

em: she feels too much

obsetress: jamie taylor softest bitch

obsetress: dani watches her pull it on and raises an eyebrow and jamie's just like "wot"

em: jamies like (grumbles) i knew she was comin back i’m just

em: shouldn’t you be HAPPY about this development dani

em: ‘s’a gift... s’rude not t’....’

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: dani just grins "mmhm"

em: it accidentally makes its way into jamies workout clothes pile

obsetress: oh my GOD oh my god

obsetress: viola's shit eating GRIN when jamie shows up at the gym in it

em: jamies like fok

em: mental maths tryna figure if she wants to just. work out in a sports bra

em: she Doesn’t

obsetress: she Doesn't!

obsetress: (she's shy)

em: god it’s one of those shirts that’s like

em: someone who loves me went to UAE and got me this t-shirt or something

obsetress: dani corners her in their empty row in the locker room "you could've just taken it off, you know" "dunno, not everyone needs to... see that, you know?" "i'd certainly like to see it" jamie rolls her eyes but she's grinning "you can see that any time" "well maybe i wanted to see it during my workout" "dani......."

em: jamies embarrassed bc of her gnarly farmers tan means her tummy is at least five shades lighter than the rest of her

em: crisp tan lines

obsetress: god jamie's farmers tan

em: once again i am bringing my tan lines jamie agenda

obsetress: dani loves jamies dumb farmers tan so much

obsetress: she giggles

obsetress: but it's the most loving giggle possible

em: and then when she gets into running...

em: god when i was rowing there were a couple ppl w like what i called a neapolitan icecream tan which is

em: gimme a second

obsetress: jamie gets all huffy when dani giggles at her tan but then dani's like "baby, no, i think it's cute" and jamie gives her a look and dani grins mischievously and ducks her head

obsetress: and then she's licking and kissing and nipping her way along jamie's dumb tan lines

em: there it is

obsetress: it was inevitable

em: so caught up in the joy of jamies dumb farmer tans i forgot abt her gnarly scar she keeps under wraps

em: baby

em: the most baby

obsetress: baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

em: jamie decides the only way to claim the stupid t-shirt as hers is to cut off the sleeves

em: it’s abt the ritual of the thing

obsetress: she shows up at the gym wearing it and

obsetress: that's viola's "oh no she's hot" moment

em: YEAH BABY

obsetress: literally just like

obsetress: world stops

obsetress: viola stares

em: jamie finally gets to do an exercise that shows off her sinewy manual labor grip forearms

em: viola’s probably just as horrified to find jamie hot as every time jamies like oh no

em: violas hot

em: and once again jamie CANNOT know she’s hot bc she will be insufferable

em: she will be the Worst

obsetress: viola's tugging rebecca aside "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "what?" viola waves a hand and rebecca just furrows her brow a little and is like "that's just... what she looks like, vi"

obsetress: viola corners dani next "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "i did" "oh. right" viola pauses, then "why didn't you make sure i was listening?" dani just gives her a look and walks away

obsetress: dflksdjfldaj god the way jamie and viola are. the same

obsetress: kind of incredibly, in the same ways dani and rebecca are the same

em: “hey baby, did viola seem different today? seemed off”

em: jamies like. is she mad at me. did i break another social taboo.

em: rebecca ‘jamie looks like jamie’ jessel vs dani ‘my gf is so hot i can’t stand it’ clayton

obsetress: "i tell you how hot she is at least three times a week, vi"

em: danis tryna goad her into making the damn shirt a crop top

em: jamies like yeah but isn’t that a step too far. i feel like i am destroying this shirt too much

em: she does it anyway

em: so jamies workout clothes are danis endless grey baggy school t-shirts and this one ugly souvenir shirt that like

em: psychological warfare and she doesn’t even know it

obsetress: i would........ like to see it

obsetress: also crop top jamie is one of my favorite jamies

obsetress: she is severely underrated

em: crop top jamie is

obsetress: and we do not talk about her enough

em: jamie wear More crop tops

obsetress: viola and rebecca in bed, in matching facemasks, after going to the gym post-epiphany that Jamie Is Hot

obsetress: viola: are dani and jamie hotter than us?

rebecca: what?

obsetress: and like

obsetress: viola is NOT insecure

obsetress: she is constantly confident that she's the most attractive woman in the room at any given moment, but

obsetress: she's just so staggered by this realization

em: some neutral third party (ms grose and mr sharma probably) are like well. u guys definitely have a little more of a scary thing going on

em: i’m imagining rebecca and viola at brunch w hannah and owen v seriously discussing this

em: viola brings it up and rebecca GROANS but then she gets invested in the convo

obsetress: GOD yeah

obsetress: she's leaning forward and gesturing with her fork "when you say 'scary'..........."

em: owens like scary is a compliment

em: hannah grose sips her tea knowingly

obsetress: rebecca just narrows her eyes at hannah grose and hannah raises her eyebrows and shrugs

em: after a week or so viola bursts into a room w stupid big sunglasses and a tray of take out coffees and she’s like Don’t You Worry Jamie I Have Concluded You’re Hot But I’m Not Threatened By It

em: jamies like sorry WHAT

em: you’ve been thinking about WHAT

em: viola leaves without ever following it up

obsetress: dani is entirely unfazed

obsetress: doesn't even blink

em: danis like neat she remembered the oat milk

em: everyone in this au is insane

obsetress: any lesbian in 2021 is insane

obsetress: par for the course

em: was gonna protest but

em: Yeah

obsetress: this lesbian meme account i follow on insta is doing “stop asking who’s the top and who’s the bottom. start asking...” posts

obsetress: and one of them is “start asking who’s baby and who’s fuck around and find out” and it just makes me chuckle

obsetress: jamie taylor baby

obsetress: viola lloyd also baby

em: dani is baby passing and jamie is fuck around faking

obsetress: oh my god that’s why that’s why i think we cracked it

obsetress: dani (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: rebecca (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: the reason they could never cross further even tho per the transitive property dani (so similar to vi) should be able to date beccs and jamie (so similar to beccs) should be able to date vi is because

obsetress: you can’t have two babies and two fuck arounds in a relationship together

em: oh of course. i see. i see

em: however in the rare rare crack ship of the ‘jamie viola hatefuck’ a similar phenomenon to ‘social anxiety mum friend ordering food’ instinct takes over and someone fucks around and finds out

em: this is just my unhinged jamie viola hatefuck bulkshit which is. it’s ironic ok it’s ironic it’s ironic it’s

em: ok one last thought bc i know it’s super late for u but

obsetress: omg i also have a last thought let’s trade

em: what if mikey is about isabels age n jamie ends up looking after him for one reason or another for a bit

em: and viola absolutely Dotes on him

obsetress: omg

obsetress: that’s what does it. jamie seeing viola w mikey

em: grumble grumble i guess she’s not that bad

em: except then she’s like god what if mikey likes her MORE than me

obsetress: “dani what if mikey gets one of those weird first crushes on vi”

obsetress: dani doesn’t even look up from the laundry “who hasn’t had a crush on vi”

obsetress: jamie’s like “mE” and dani just gives her the most withering look

em: danis like It’s Par For The Course Jamie

em: danis a teacher she’s like it happens don’t sweat it

em: anyway

em: what was. what was ur last little thought

obsetress: i was just thinking more about viola also baby and how also she’s been so privileged her whole life that sometimes there are just some things she can’t do for herself because she just doesn’t know how

obsetress: like she’s never had to learn

em: rebecca gets um

em: freeze dried coffee

em: nescafé

obsetress: but like

obsetress: rebecca genuinely loves taking care of vi for whatever reason (it’s because she loves her) when she really needs it but

obsetress: rebecca also takes no shit and is like “i’m not making the nescafé for you. you’re 36 years old, vi, you need to learn to do it for yourself”

obsetress: and she’ll stand there and watch her do it and then she makes vi do it at least three more times for posterity

obsetress: “i’ll make a plebeian of you yet, viola lloyd”

obsetress: (god only the two of them would think a line like that is funny)

[btsfan15]

Workout

(One of the best and most high quality pics we have of Jin's abs. You're welcome).

I headed into BigHit Entertainment building with Jin's favorite meal. I worked so hard to cook it for him and I'm hoping he likes it. I'm nervous because I'm afraid he won't like what I made. I don't really cook that often.

I step on the elevator and press the button for the third floor. When I arrive at my destination, I step off and look down the hallways. I check the practice room first.

Jin isn't there, but Jimin, Jungkook, and Hobi are.

"Navya?!" Hoseok grins.

"What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks.

"And what's in that bag?" Jimin asked, licking his lips.

Jungkook's eyes go wide when he sees the bag and a mischievous grin spreads across his face.

"This is for Jin." I said, pulling the bag protectively towards me.

"Aw." Jimin and Jungkook frown.

"Sorry. Maybe I'll bring some for all of you next time. Where's Jin at anyway?"

"He decided to go to the gym today." Hoseok said.

"Oh really? Maybe he'll be hungry. I worked hard on this. It's his favorite dish."

"If he's not hungry, Jimin and I will eat it." Jungkook said.

"Nice try." I chuckled.

He sighed.

I said goodbye to the boys and headed to the gym. I approached the doors and peeked in.

(A gif just because it's ICONIC and we don't get to see videos of Jin working out)

I let out a gasp when I saw Jin lifting some weights. I watches as his muscles flexed with every move. He finished up and stood, stretching his arms. I saw him fanning his shirt in an attempt to cool off. He raked his fingers through his hair, thanks to all his sweat, his hair stayed slicked back, exposing his forehead.

He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head causing my eyes to widen. He moved over to a pull up bar and started doing pull ups. I felt like I was gonna start drooling as I watched his back muscles flex.

"Whatcha doin'?" I heard a voice behind me.

I jumped and let out a small squeak before turning around. Taehyung stood there, with a bright grin on his face.

"I'm here to see Jin." I said.

"Then why are you standing out here, gawking at him?"

"I-I wasn't gawking."

Taehyung looked past me into the gym and saw Jin exercising.

"Oh, you were totally gawking." He laughed. "Navya is nasty." He teased, poking my side.

"I-I'm not nasty! Jin just looks really good."

"You mean really hot?"

"Yes! I-I mean no!"

Tae started laughing.

"Go away!" I shoved him down the hallway.

"Toodles!" He waved at me before disappearing around the corner.

I sighed and turned towards the gym. Jin had stopped working out and was staring right at me. He smiled and waved really big. I waved back and headed inside.

"Navya!"

"Hi, Jin!"

"How'd you know I was here?" He asked.

"Oh, I stopped by the practice room and had to abs- ASK Hoseok, Jungkook, and Jimin where you were."

"Ah." He chuckled, a small smirk on his lips indicating he heard my slip up. "So, what are you doing here?" He asked, throwing a small towel over his shoulder.

"I made you something." I grinned, holding the bag up. "It's your favorite. I hope you're hungry."

"Are you kidding?! I'm always hungry!"

"I think you should wait until you're..." I stopped talking, my eyes raking his exposed torso. "...uh...not...shirtless...and hot."

"What was that?" He asked.

"Ah! N-nothing."

"I thought you said something about me being shirtless and hot."

"No...y-you obviously misheard me."

"So, I'm not hot?"

"You are!"

"I am?"

"I mean...sure I guess." I shrugged.

He smirked and took the bag of food from me, setting it aside. His arm wrapped around my waist and jerked me forward towards him, making me bump into his chest. I let out a gasp at the sudden action. He was still breathing heavily from his workout.

He tilted his head a little, eyes darkening. I gulped nervously. He placed one of his fingers under my chin and tilted my face up towards him. He leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

"Maybe I should have dessert first." He smirked before diving back in for another kiss, this time it was more forceful. My arms wrapped around his neck as his plump lips moved perfectly against mine. His hands gently started squeezing my waist.

A loud banging on the gym doors made us pull away. Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook were standing outside the glass doors, smiling.

"WHAT THE CRAP, YOU GUYS!" I shouted.

They walked into the room, acting as if they didn't catch Jin and I making out.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, my face hot out of embarrassment.

"Jungkook and Jimin wanted to see if Jin would share his food." Hoseok sighed.

"Absolutely not." Jin said, grabbing the bag off the floor.

Jimin and Jungkook frowned disappointedly.

"Alright, you heard him. He's not sharing. Now, c'mon, let's go." Hoseok grabbed the backs of the two younger member's shirts and pulled them out of the room.

"Let's head to the lounge, we can hang there." Jin said.

I nodded.

He grabbed his discarded shirt and slipped it back on before we walked out.

We got to the lounge and sat on the couch. Jin put the bag on the table and opened it up, pulling out the food container.

He grabbed a pair of chopsticks I put in there and opened the container. He dramatically wafted the smell up towards his face and sniffed the air.

"It smells amazing. Let's see how it tastes."

He took a bite and chewed, looking as if he was deep in thought. His eyes widened.

"Wahh~" He clapped. "My girlfriend is a cooking genius!"

"Stop acting like it's good." I laughed.

"I'm not! It really is delicious! You did really good!" The seasoning is perfect."

"It is?"

"Mhm!" He nodded and shoved another huge bite into his mouth.

I smiled as I watched him.

He really is enjoying my cooking.

"Here." He shoved a bite of food towards me. "Have some."

I tried it when I cooked it, but I can't refuse since Jin looks so cute giving me puppy eyes. I leaned forward and took the food.

"You should cook more often."

"I don't know...I'm not that good at it."

"If you're not confident in your cooking skills, I can always help you out."

"No, you're busy with schedules and stuff."

"So?" He shrugged. "I'll find time."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'd love to be your cooking teacher."

"I'd love that, too."

After Jin, finished eating, he was kind enough to put the container back in the bag. He scooted over next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I could feel him eyeing me, so I glanced over at him.

"What?"

"I didn't get to finish dessert earlier." He smirked, licking his lips.

"Oh?" I quirked an eyebrow. "Why don't you finish it then?"

"Gladly." He leaned in, pressing his lips to mine.

[thewealthywitch]

5th day into the 2 week shred challenge and I decided to weigh myself today. After trying to do everything I possible can (drinking tons of water, sleeping on time, exercising) I thought I would lose some weight on the scales. Checked and I went from 68.7kg to 69.1kg. What the scales don't show is how I'm getting stronger with each exercise. I think from now on I'm gonna focus on getting those 11 line abs and slender waist look instead. Muscles weigh more than fat anyway so I should really forego looking at the scales for as long as I can go for. Until I can to without looking at scales anymore and live happily knowing that I have a fit and strong body