#core strenght

[foodhealthandscience]

Transform Your Core: An 8-Week Pilates Program

Are you ready to embark on a transformative fitness journey that not only enhances your core strength but also improves flexibility, posture, and overall well-being? An 8-week Pilates program might be just what you need. We will outline the benefits of an extended Pilates program and provide you with a roadmap to strengthen your core and boost your physical fitness. Why an 8-Week Pilates…

[glycolicacidserum]

pilates is such a good form of exercise but it's definitely NOT for the reasons it's promoted on social media lol

[fagatakonin]

My back is so fucking weak goddddd

[castleinthemist]

in the alternate world where live a live was the hot import game and not c.trigger....well we'd probably be getting way more complicated games and much more anthology type shit for sure

of course i have no nostalgia to tie to c.trigger (shit didn't even release here until the ds!!) but from what i recall of watching a playthrough of it, and from the perspective of from outside looking in, seems most stuff that tries to ride it's coatales goes for far too complicated story when trigger feels really simple in its execution...like that plot is straightforward as fuuuuck even the twist keeps it simple.

[ixloom819]

Includes: isekai-reader, non-MC-reader, mentions of death, obsessive behavior, unhealthy behavior, mention of death, violence, death, canon-divergence

Yan!Sylus who was completely thrown off guard when a random woman appeared at his home base. Who was even more surprised when the video footage showed her literally just appearing there.

Yan!Sylus who is unamused by your attempts to give an altered version of the truth to avoid the upcoming existential crisis. Who uses his aether core to find the truth for himself.

Yan!Sylus who is blown away to learn that you died, that you were from another world, that his world was a game where you were from, that you knew him both from his past and present life, and that because despite your knowledge, you cared for him. Not a fangirl crush, but genuine care.

Yan!Sylus who convinces himself that he has to keep you here. What if his enemies got a hold of you and got valued information his weaknesses? And you knew about his sorceress; he could learn more about her from you.

Yan!Sylus who takes into account your strenghts and weaknesses and decided to give you a small administrative job in Onychinus. Who's vaguely surprised by your dedication and efficiency. Who starts gaining some respect for you despite how weak and average you are.

Yan!Sylus who grows more... dissatisfied the more he learns about his sorceress from you. She reincarnates forever yet doesn't retain any memories of her past lives? She's had several lovers who's also chased her across lifetimes? In this life (the main game), her interest in him revolves around learning about the Aether Core in her body? How... displeasing.

Yan!Sylus who sends Mephisto earlier than normal to look after MC now that he can identify her. Who sees her with the other love interests and interrogates you about them. Who, after learning that they are the other lovers she's had over time, can't help but feel a bit of despair - what was his one life with her versus these other men who know her so intimately?

Yan!Sylus who watches you integrate into his inner circle. You enjoy Luke and Kieran's company, even when their pranks and personalities can be a bit much for you. And you adore Mephisto, giving him treats and trinkets while petting his plating and feathers.

Yan!Sylus who grows a bit frustrated when you are much more reluctant to grow closer to him. He's seen your desires, he knows you care for him want him, why do you push him away?

Yan!Sylus who through subtle maniputation coaxing manages to get you to open up a bit more. Who learns the little things that you like and what makes you who you are. Who finds that rather than making you more boring, seems to add to your charm.

Yan!Sylus who comes home after having a rough day with annoying people. Who is surprised when you see him in such a state and don't rush off to give him space like you normally do. Who is shocked when you offer to help him.

Yan!Sylus who finds his chin on your shoulder, his head cradled in your arms, and your fingers running through his scalp. Who finds your words of reassurance and comfort sooths a part of his soul he didn't know needed it. When has anyone ever held him so tenderly?

Yan!Sylus who finds himself craving that warmth, that unconditional love. Who finds himself seeking you out and opening up to you in hopes that you would show that side of you to him again. Who hopes that he can become that person to you.

Yan!Sylus who finds this opportunity when he finds you crying to yourself. Who holds you as you confess that you miss your old life, that you feel like you're betraying them by enjoying your life now. Who caresses your head as you share that you fear waking up and finding this to be an absurd coma dream... or not waking up at all.

Yan!Sylus who tries to ignore the pang he feels at your words as he comforts you. You shouldn't feel guilty about being happy here you shouldn't want to leave. You're only hurting yourself by wanting something you have no way of knowing how to achieve it you can't go back, he couldn't stand it.

Yan!Sylus who becomes your source of comfort when you feel homesick, when you have nightmares of waking up dead. Who feels a small thrill of having you so vulnerable to him.

And yet... you still keep your distance. Refuse to get close to him the closeness he wants. Why?

Yan!Sylus who finally finds MC in the N109 Zone, just as you said he would. Who notices that once he tells you this, you begin to withdraw again, to become distant why why why. When questioned, you tell him you don't want to disrupt the story if only you knew how much you already had.

Yan!Sylus who doesn't listen to your advice about being gentler or friendlier with MC. Who treats her like he does in the normal game maybe a bit harsher. Who tries whatever he can think of to force the memories back, frustrated with the situation between her and you.

Yan!Sylus who thinks about his love with Miss Hunter. It’s always surrounded with violence and selfishness. But with you… you’re gentle and giving. Even knowing everything he is, you accept him and treat him with a kindness he’s never known. Perhaps…

Yan!Sylus who finally manages to have her in his home, only to find you can be found nowhere. It's like you're avoiding him when he needs your comfort the most. Who feels like he's going insane.

Yan!Sylus who finally confronts you about your distance. Who is shocked (though he shouldn't be) to find out that you're avoiding him because you don't want to complicate things between him and Miss Hunter. You reason that trying to insert yourself in a love story you don't belong in isn't fair to anyone including yourself.

Yan!Sylus who demands to know what you want. Who uses his Aether Core again to see what you truly desire. Who sees that you want him, but you want him to be happy. That you think he's happiest with Miss Hunter. That you see yourself as less than her and undeserving of him.

Yan!Sylus who insists that you’re wrong, that you’re absolutely incredible in your own way that you make him happy. You smile and accept his words, but it’s clear you don’t believe him. Well, he’ll make you believe him…

Yan!Sylus who kills MC. Who takes back his soul. I suppose the dragon’s curse ended up coming to pass, didn’t it? Who makes her death look like an accident - innocent crossfire in the N109 Zone.

Yan!Sylus who knows you know what must have happened. After all, Miss Hunter is the main character of this story. She’s not supposed to die yet. And his mourning period was far too short for his beloved.

Yan!Sylus who knows he doesn’t have to worry about you running. The N109 Zone is a death wish without his protection. And the rest of the world won’t be accepting of someone with no records, no history, nothing. Whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with him.

Yan!Sylus who is unafraid of the consequences of his actions. He’ll regain your affection eventually. And he doesn’t fear what could happen if the Hunter’s Association, the Farspace Fleet, or her myriad of mythical lovers find out about the truth of Miss Hunter’s death. He’ll take them on and burn them to the ground. He’d pay the price over and over again to have you.

Yan!Sylus who doesn’t need his sorceress because he found his treasure.

This is my first time writing something like this so I’d appreciate any feedback (as long as it’s constructive)

Edit: Here’s the link for the master post of stuff I wrote about this concept :)

[foodhealthandscience]

Building a Solid Core: Pilates for Core Strength

A strong and stable core is essential for overall fitness and everyday functionality. If you’re seeking an effective way to strengthen your core while improving flexibility and posture, Pilates might be the answer. In this article, we will explore the benefits of Pilates for core strength and how it can transform your fitness journey. The Core of the Matter Your core, encompassing the muscles…

[realmsb4rbie]

"percy.. mmmhhh..."

safe to say your boyfriend being hungry was an understatement. percy was starving. like, really starving.

your legs shaked on top of his shoulders as he eated you out, hands leaving marks on your hips and thighs. his nose is caressing your clit in the most delicious way, and you could swear this is your imagination of heaven. even olympus can't match to being under percy, on top of his blue sheets, spreaded out and getting eaten like his favorite and last meal.

and he doesn't do that for your pleasure too. you could see his pretty teal eyes roll back just from your taste and scent, pushing his head even further like he wants it inside you at this point. you don't know how many orgasms he pulled out from you, but you were certain that he wasn't anywhere done.

"one more pretty, one more." he mumbled, sounding like a man on munch. you could only whimper, your tears of overstimulation falling into your hair and on his pillows next. "can't stop, so good..."

you whine from his words, tugging his hair. though you didn't know if you were pushing him away or pulling him in. either way, percy doesn't stop. he's a man on mission and no strenght can hold him back. his thumbs opened your folds further and your mouth falled open, hips shaking like they were being electricuted.

he groaned filthy against your wet core, moaning like he could cum right then and there—been there done that—just from the taste. "fuckin' mmmh.. jus' for me.." he rambled, squeezing your tummy like he's trying to make you understand he's going crazy.

"gonna cum," you breathed, hips already grinding his mouth instinctively. percy hummed another animalistic moan, his pretty eyes never leaving your face for a second.

"mhm, give it t'me," he murmured, like he needed this more than you. "please pretty, need it. need it on my tongue, come on. be a good girl, give it t'me."

the words alone pulled the billionth orgasm from you, making you whimper his name loudly. percy groaned and his eyes rolled back, not wasting a drop. his chin and lips were glistening with your juices, and he wouldn't have it any other way. he licked his chin, cleaning himself as much as he can.

"hmm.. thank you for the meal, pretty girl."

[tokoyamisstuff]

I’m absolutely in love with ur Prison! Mark !!!

He’s so overlooked, I adore my bald-headed freak ♡♡♡

Got any HC for him, regarding his scars and or his massaging specialty ? 👀👀👀

Omg sure! I'd love to write a Oneshot for him but I don't have any inspiration, maybe you got a scenario in mind? 👀

Don't be fooled, this man is just as ruthless and sadistic as his multidimensional counterparts.

The greatest difference between him and the others however is that he fully accepts and even cherishes his human side, since it makes him stand out even from the other Viltrumites. [Slight Comic Spoiler: Adrenaline, iykyk]

For that very same reason he sees his bond with you not as a weakness, but the very souce of his strenght. Many times before, his love for you has brought him to exceed his limits when it came to keep you safe.

The thought of harming or doing as much as leaving you never crossed his mind. You're his precious soulmate, meant to reign at his side and he'd be damned if he let any circumstance take you away from him.

He's a self-proclaimed 'liberator', once even siding with the Coalition of Planets just to betray them in the end.

His motives have always been selfish, aspiring to create his own empire after getting rid of Viltrum from the inside.

When the Viltrumites found out about his intentions, they forced Nolan to carry out the punishment to prove his loyalty.

I really have no idea how exactly they did it, but they literally cooked him alive and somehow slowed down his healing afterwards, so he remained with the proof of those injuries.

Seems like he also inhaled some of whatever burned him, which is why his voice is so much more low and raw compared to his variants.

After this agonizing event not only his body was left severely affected. But instead of fearing the fire, he grew to crave it. #pyromaniac

That incident, and especially the fact that Omni-man putting you in harms way several times, trying to use you as leverage in order to make his son cooperate, are the cause for Mark's deep-rooted hatred for his father.

When he first reunited with you after all of this, his scars didn't seem to have diminished his confidence at all. He never doubted that you don't care about superficialities, after all.

And yet during intimacy he prefers to stay clothed.

This guy is a fucking animal in bed. Like, the sounds that leave his mouth are more animalistic than human. If it wasn't for him holding back due to your fragile human physiology, you would've probably died a very blissful death already.

Kiss or trace his scars with your finger while calling him your pretty boy and this beast of a man will become putty in your hands. Blushing and giggling and hiding his face in your neck, the whole package.

He really is the embodiment of a 'bad boy', but one with a soft core that is genuinely devoted to his partner. He'll make entire civilizations subdue to his will and then come back home taking care of you.

I hope you like big gestures, because this man cannot be subtle about anything. He really enjoys seeing you in charge and always encourages you to go all out, since whatever you desire he'll provide.

He'll gladly grant your every wish and always prepares unique ways to be romantic. Like, really concerning things that probably involve murder and such, but it's the thought that counts.

Loves to infuriate other Viltrumites by shoving his worship for you into their face. They'd send diplomates and he'll have you sit on the throne while he kneels at your feet, ordering them to address any matter to you instead.

Oh, he absolutely allows no disrespect to his mate. It's one of the few occasions where he actually loses his nonchalant attitude, and the consequences will be dire.

In general the two of you are like Bonnie and Clyde but on an interplanetar scale. You live in the moment, do whatever you feel like on a whim and leave the mess you caused behind.

It's only a matter of time until he finds the source to immortality, really. Asides from his other goals, he is searching relentlessly for a way to extend your lifespan during his travel across the galaxy.

All in all, with this Mark you're in for a fantastic sci-fi adventure that'll have you make countless new aquaintaces and experiences.

[ladyoftheflowers-witch]

How do others perceive You 🌟

Pile 1

Pile 2

Pile 3

Pile 1: Ace of wands, The World, Six of spades.

Oh pile 2, you are dreamy in others eyes and you also inspire others in ways you can't imagine. People saw you make positive changes and that reflects in how you are more active and in control of your life and what you want from it. You are percieved as an adventurous soul, one that can bring strenght and sense of fight to those arround them and knows how to defend herself/ himself when feeling importunated by others. So you know how to make your rights respected and you have good and altruistic values. I'm proud of you pile 1.

People see you are a creative person, you put entusiasm in everything you do and people often gets carried away by this energy, because You make everything look easy and fun. Also people could come to You for advice sometimes. Pile 1 you know perfectly who you are and you know if you want to succed in life, effort must be made and so you go and do your work amazingly.

I know that others don't see your hustles and frustration, but you must recognize to yourself how strong and patient you are. You are almost stubborn in the face of difficulties, if life throws you down one time, you get up a thousand of times more.

How the opossite sex sees You :

Babe, you are like an angel. I see people dreaming about you and your beauty, you have long lashes, deep eyelids that could enchant the devil himself. People could write songs About You. The seer is lost in wonder, they could never compare you to anyone that they had met before.

You bring peace to others but also are capable of awaken the strongest passion without even realizing it, you are a temptation pile 1, it could be because is hard to get to know You for some reason. I sense that there are people who likes You but they don't even know your name. Or people can't spell your name outloud because they don't have anything bad to say about you.

Pile 2 : 10 of wands, Temperance, four of disk.

People see you are taking so much responsabilities, you are the type of person that are always working on something and when you are not, you are thinking about work, don't you? Your appearance changes a lot, You are like the seasons, always changing, one day you could be wearing the most coloured clothes and then You go all black, ir you could go for an androgenic style, one day you look súper feminine and the other the man in you is taking charge of the outfit.

Others perceive you as a social being, yet reserved and pacific, leaving an energy of antiphaty and detachment for those who only get to grasp an idea of you from afar. Because maybe You are social but selective, you tend to put tests to others, if they act with nobility and justice You accept them in your space, but if they fail to probé their core values to you, you don't even want them near you. As a result, people feel intimidated by you, those who don't understand you could feel envy, jelousy and doubts towards you. But you should really not pay attention to them, you are fine and protecting your energy.

For those who do know you, they recognize you as a caring person who is faithful to their frends, posess a lot of wisdom and maturity. Perhaps you are working in something that requires your concentration and action based on accurate calculation, like creating art or some other project that is not ready to be seen yet. Or recently you had a major glow up by exercising, changing your eating habits and taking more conscious of your body, you could lost some weight and your body is toned.

How the opossite sex sees you :

They see you as a goddess, you are elegant and your body shape is harmonious at sight, You look pretty without effort and people who likes You thinks of how sweet you are, you are even mistical ,your presence lights every room you walk in, leaving this ethereal energy yet so mundane in the air.

Pile 3: Death, Star, Moon.

Wow, You are the whole planetary system pile 3 Lol. People thinks that you have surmounted a Lot of loss in your personal life, they see You as a person who is sad but keeps going despite it all. I don't know what kind of loss you have suffered but the cards shows, and people see that You have changed for the better, if you lost a love relationship, don't worry, is their lost, they have lost a benefactor and an ally, I really feel bad for them, lots of karma going his way.

People who are friends with you thinks that you have greate intuition and that you search for answers on meditation, they know you are strong, but trust that they are there for what you need, you always will have their support, because maybe you helpped them in times of need too through spirituality, maybe you are a natural healer or you have inherited some specific psyquic habilities and you should be more confident about it . Let me know in the coments is so, i'm curious about what your habilities are.

People thinks you have a mysterious aura and intriguing personality, they sense that you can read the energy in the room and notice when someone feels off, this upsets people and draws them to you at the same time.

How the opossite sex sees you:

They feel attracted to you like a moth to a flame for this same feature, your mysterious personality and your spiritual aura tends to inspire and captivate the attention of others without you Even trying. You are sweet and delicate, you move with grace and your sense of fashion is eclectic. They think that despite you seeming unpredictable, you are wife material long way.

Oh and this is an edit, I forgot to tell you, that for some of you in pile 3 there is a new love coming that is destined, you will find this person when you lest expect it and once you get to know them you will find them so sweet and dear to you.

[apollonia4]

Fangs?! - MC turned vampire.

Cold blood, pale skin, red piercing eyes and sharp fangs, you have it all. Your transformation being the result of an unfortunate attack, the brothers try to help you however they can during your painfull times as a fledgeling.

Cw: slight angst, mentions of blood, pain, established relationship, gn¡MC.

Pt.2 pt.3

Pain. It is all you feel once your attacker sinks their teeth into your neck. You swear you can feel the sharpness of their canines in the very core of your soul. It is so overwhelming you can't even bring yourself to speak, let alone scream. Your eyes fill with tears as they feed on you, this surely must be the end.

Recalling what happened before this moment. There was a person following you around for quite some time. Everytime you would go out in the evening to the shop or back from your job, they'd be there. It send shivers down your spine. You lived in a city, you couldn't possibly use your magic here, even for self defence. This would cause an outrage all across the world with how fast news travel nowdays if only one person noticed. It could risk the sorcerer's society being discovered, you couldn't be that selfish. Not to mention you still couldn't controll your immense power properly. So when they suddenly made it upon themselves to make you their prey, you couldn't do much. You struck a few good hits, you weren't about to go down without a fight but their vampire power and abilities were not something a human strenght alone could match.

You could feel yourself drifting away, your mind becoming more and more clouded by the second when suddenly, you couldn't feel their fangs on your skin anymore. Seems they have reflected on their actions and thought it cruel to kill you now. It made you sick to your stomach as they hovered on top of you and dragged their pale fingers against your bloody face, telling you you're "Too gorgerous to waste" which only made you more angry. Once they brought their wrist to your teeth you'd practically torn their hand apart. After a moment, they took it away which earned them a low, almost feral growl from you. They giggled. They.fucking.laughed. And you wanted to tear that laugh right from them. And so you did. Your freshly grown little fangs that'd only grow bigger and sharper, found their way on their throat, draining the blood from their pathetic body. You were so fast and violent they didn't have much time to react before they were bleeding out to their unevitable death. Oh Karma got this one quickly.

Now bloody, in pain and actively dying, you hurried to your house before the sunrise. You thought it was for the best that you call Solomon who was absolutely fuming, not at you but at the atrocity that was done to his apprentice. He took you to the Devildom so you could be with the people you love and to protect you from the sunlight.

Where does the story go from here?

LUCIFER is absolutely furious but above all, he's very worried. He can't bear to see your pain as you cry weakly on the floor of your room from how crushing the transformation process is. He wants to absolutely demolish your attacker and make sure they beg for death before he finally gives it to them. When he learns that you did the job yourself though, he can't help but feel proud.

The firstborn walks along the corridors of the House of Lamentation making his way to your room to finally see you, be with you. You had returned from the castle after an inspection where Barbatos deemed you safe enough to return home.

"Hello, my love..how are you feeling?" He asked peeking his head through the door. When he got no answer he stepped into the pitch dark room. To see you, he turned on the little lamp set upon your table. When the light hit your face you winced and turned away from it with a frown. The photophobia was awfull to endure. Lucifer looked at you, his gaze saddened upon witnessing how much you struggle. He tried to get closer but you took a step back, quietly hissing at him through clentched teeth. You weren't mad at him, just worried you might hurt him. "Shh MC, it's okay. I'm not mad. And you won't hurt me, I know you." Oh he knew how to read you just right. Your gaze softened and then visibly sadened as you suddenly lept into his arms, breaking down in tears. You were suffering so much but it melted your slowly beating heart that he cared about you so tenderly. He convinced you to sleep a little, caressing your back and cooing any cry that you let out. He really would do anything for you, you know that?

MAMMON is so afraid. Not of you, for you. Just thinking about the horrors you went through makes him want to cry. All he wants is to hold and comfort you and tell you it's going to be okay. He's not as vengenfull as Lucifer at first. Of course he wants to destroy that person, he feels so guilty that you had been hurt under his protection.

You come to Mammon yourself. It's not that he doesn't want to see you, he's dying to do so. But he doesn't want to overwhelm or scare you. You walk along the same rooms you always did but this time, your eyes were stinging no matter where you looked, your hands were cold and you could hear your blood flowing slowly in your veins. You were so close to breaking down but suddenly you found yourself right before your lover's door. You didn't recall going that fast...could that be your new power? Nevertheless you decided to ignore it and knocked on the door. "Who is itt!?" He yelled lazily, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "It's me Mammon.." the door opened in a second and before you knew it you were pulled into the demon's embrace. "MC...I'm..I'm so sorry, fuck.." he held you close tightly, afraid to let you go. Your face was so close to his neck, too close. You burried your face in his shoulder, hiding your face from the light and trying to stop the bloodlust that was crowding you mind. He noticed and turned off the light. Now it was just the two of you nestled against eachother in the dark. He leads you to his bed so you can cuddle. Holding you close against his chest, he brushes his hand through your hair, murmuring soft reassurances into your ear. Who knows maybe he'll let you have a taste.

LEVIATHAN was shocked. And I mean it, when he heard the news, his felt his heart sink down to his stomach. He couldn't believe it, did this really happen? Were you really a vampire now?? He felt so sorry for you, but it wasn't pity. No you didn't deserve this, you were so strong and you handled it like a champ.

The third born was hesitant. He wanted to check up on you but he was afraid that you'd be too annoyed to welcome his presence. He tried asking the brothers who'd already seen you how you're doing. They told him you're agitated but that you would be happy if you saw him. So he took their advice and headed to your room after dinner one day. He hesitantly knocked on your door. "MC? It's me..can I come in?" as soon as he heard your hum of agreement he stepped in. You were laying on your bed, facing the wall. He slowly approached and sat beside you, the matterace dipping under his weight. You panicked a little, your thirst picking up. "Hey..um...so are you doing alright?" you shook your head "No, I feel awful Levi..". He sighed and leaned his head against your shoulder, letting you speak. "All of this is just too much, I feel so weak, everything hurts and I am so..thirsty." Leviathan shivered a little at the emphasis on the last word. He could practically feel the want radiating off of you. He shyly spooned you as he nuzzled his face into your neck. "I know MC, but we'll get through this together, I'm sure of it."

This turned out pretty long so I'll split it into two parts. Darn I love vampire hcs ♡♡

[anakinstwinklebunny]

TW: crazy Clayton Beresford because there's so little of him on this app

Author's note: reminding everyone interested about bunnycember :)

You sat on the floor of CLAYTON'S BERESFORD office, your heart pounding with nervousness. The air felt thick in your lungs with everything that had happened between you two over the last year. The sound of soft rustling of papers and the ticking of the clock on the wall opoosite you did nothing to calm your nerves..excitement

You were on your knees, the cool wood beneath you a stark contrast to the heat already building in your core. Between your lips, you held the report you were supposed to deliver..at this point, it was a tradition - you bringing the report in each the most sexual possible way and him in return, thanking you in the most pleasurable, delicious way the boss could thank his devoted secretary

oh, how you loved to be his secretary

Clayton's gaze was heavy on you as he sat behind his massive, sleek desk, his eyes dark with something more intense than any regular business interaction. His jaw clenched, those sharp blue eyes tracking your every moment as you began crawling towards him like a cat. His control was like a tightly wound coil, ready to snap at any moment. The muscles in his arms flexed as he gripped the arms of the chair, his perfectly tailored suit doing little to hide the strenght beneath

He loved to watch you like this - vulnerable, submitting to his silent command without needing a word. It was intoxicating to him - the power he held over you without trying, how he didn't need to say anything to make you do things, even the most disturbing ones

"Come here, sweetheart" his voice finally broke the silence, low and rough. That familiar, dangerous edge sent a shiver down your spine "bring me that report"

Your knees brushed against the floor when you reached the beloved desk and lifted your face to meet his eyes. You could see this familiar hunger in his gaze, how his nostrils flared slighty as you sat up on your knees, our lips releasing the file to carefully handle it to clay's hand

"good girl" he looked at the file that had lipstain of your lipstick you always wore to work before tossing it carelessly on the desk. His large hand reached out, cupping your chin gently, forcing you to keep your eyes on him "Is this how my reports are supposed to be delivered now? On your knees, like the obedient little thing you are?"

You could barely contain the heat pooling between your thighs when his thumb traced your bottom lip, smearing the lipstick over your mouth "yes, Mr.Beresford" you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. knowing how much he loved to hear you call him that

"good girl" he repeated the praise in a low, smooth rumble that seemed dangerously calm. The constant praise made your body tingle all way around with the thrill of it - you were his good girl. He saw you as his good girl..

His thumb pushed between your lips, and on an instant, your tongue twirled around the digit as if it was something else you would have in your mouth

"You like teasing me like this?" you swore you could see him getting already hard "walking into my office, looking like you want me to bend you over this desk?"

"Yes, Mr. Beresford" you whispered before he pulled out his wet thumb in your saliva

this was it.

"Stand up" he ordered

You obediently rose, legs a little shaky as if your whole body already was prepared what was to come, as if it knew perfectly what was about to come. Before you could actually take a breath in, Clay was behind you. His hands were on your hips, tugging your skirt up roughly over your ass, exposing the lace panties you knew would drive him insane. His touch was firm, his fingers digging into your skin as he pressed himself against your back, his hardness unmistakable against your butt

"What am i going to do with you?" he whispered his breath hot against your ear, making you melt, making you gulp, making you feel this delicious excitement mixed with nervousness pooling in your belly

One of his hands slid lower, slipping beneath the thin lace of your panties, teasing the slickness between your thighs with his thumb that just seconds ago, was in your mouth "so wet already.."

you moaned softly, your head tilting back against his chest as his finger slid through your folds, teasing but never quite giving you what you needed

"I've got a meeting in a few minutes" he murmured, pressing a kiss to your neck, then biting down gently, making you gasp "And here you were, on your knees, begging me to fuck you"

"I'msorry, sir.." you whimpered, knowing full well he didn't want an apology

"No, you're not" he growled, pulling his hand away just as quickly as he'd begun. He bended you over the desk, with no care about the papers and other stuff there was. He deliberately made sure your ass was exposed and in a quick moment his hand came down on your butt in a sharp smack, the sting of it spreading through your body like wildfire

you let out a soft cry, the sudden heat making you arch against him. He spanked you again, harder this time, the sound of it echoing through the office

"That's what you deserve, isn't it?" his voice was rough, a touch of amusement in his tone as he watched you squirm under his touch - no pulling away, no crying, begging him to stop - just arching yourself to him as if already inviting him to do whatever he wanted with you, that was your obedience

"You love it when i punish you like this" came out more as a statement rather than a question

You could barely form words, the sharp sting of his hand and the overwhelming heat between your legs making you already dizzy "Y-yes, Mr. Beresford.."

He pulled down your panties in one swift movement, the lace sliding down your legs before he tossed them aside carelessly. His hand came down on your bare ass again, the force of it making you cry out

"If you were mine" he whispered darkly, his hand roughly kneading your red ass cheeks "you wouldn't be able to sit down for a week"

You whimpered at his words, the promise of it sending a shudder through your body. But all you could do was cling to the desk, your breath coming in shaky gasps as he slowly unbuckled his belt behind you, the sound of metal clinking making your heart race. You could hear the sound of his zipper, the rustle of his pants as he freed himself, and then you felt him - thick, hot, pressing against your soaked entrance

He teased you for a moment longer, rubbing the head of his cock against your ass before pushing into you slowly - you were already trembling, every nevr ending on fire as he filled you inch by inch until you were sure you couldn't tale any more

He groaned low in his throat, his hands gripping your hips as he stilled, letting you adjust to the sheer size of him

"So tight.." he groaned, his fingers digging into your plush hips as he held you in place, stretching you until you were gasping, your body clenching around him so beautifully, so perfeclty like always "You feel so damn good, sweetheart.."

"Mr. Beresford.." you moaned, the sensation almost too much to handle

At the sound of his name, leaving your mouth as if you sang a prayer, he began to move, slow at first. His hips rolled into you with a steady rhythm that had you panting even more, eyes rolling behind your head in ecstacy. Each thrust made the desk creak beneath you, and you swore only him could make you feel like this. Like you were on the cloud nine, floating in the air, feeling so light, so perfect

His hand slipped around the front, fingers finding your clit and rubbing slow, lazy circles, just enough to drive you completely insane

"Such a pretty little thing.." he murmured "But so fucking bad, distracting me like this when i have meetings to attend"

"Mr.Beresford--" you gasped, trying to hold onto something, anything (which led to the papers falling on the floor) while he continued to take you, each thrust pushing you cloer and closer to the edge

"That's right baby.." he whimpered, his grip on your hips tightening as he pushed you harder against the desk "Say my name. Let me hear how good I'm fucking you"

"Mr.Beresford..Clay.." you moaned, your voice barely a whisper when your body began to trmeble, the pleasure building to an unbearable level

"You love this, don't you?" his pace picked up, moving in and out of you faster, harder "Love being fucked by your boss, righ here in the office"

His pace was relentless, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body, not mentioning his fingers that were touching your swollen folds. His free hand came down on your ass again, harder than the last time. You could barely think, could barely breathe, yet you still held to not to come until you get permission to - by CLAYTON BERESFORD himself

"come for me baby" finally "Come all over my cock"

that was all it took, all you needed to hear. Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, your body clenching around him when you bite your lower lip to not scream his name out loud - letting only a long, plesant moan. Clayton moaned almost painfully as you tightened around him (not really caring about making noise), his own release following soon after, spilling into you so deliciously before he thrusted one last time, burying himself deep inside you for the last time, as if to memorize how perfect your core hugged his lenght

For a moment, the only sound in the office was the heavy breathing of both of you. He pulled out slowly, his hands sliding over your hips, his touch now gentler as he helped you stand and even dress up. Your mind barely proceded the fact that he's no longer inside of you, but now tenderly helping you dress up on your shaky legs

He kissed the back of your neck softly, his large hands smoothing down your skirt as if nothing had just happened "Now" he murmured, his voice back to its usual calm, controlled tone "we have a meeting to attend"

You could barely think straight, let alone walk, yet somehow you managed a breathless smile "Yes, Mr. Beresford"

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learning how to work out with a barbell. a lot harder than I thought

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Its finally done. Hope you like it! Now i will hide my darkcardiophile side for a few months again XD. Comment what you think!

Bad luck Part 2, Hokage´s heart

Footsteps are heard on the grass, Tsunade appears running at maximum speed looking for her students that went missing a few hours ago.

"They should have waited for me..." She kept running until she started to feel a strong blood scent nearby... it made her feel a shivering cold along her spine. " No...Sakura! Were are you!" She found a trail of blood leading to her students.

"Wh...Wh.." the words wont come out from her throath, she couldt stop shaking, she placed her hand on her chest as she could barely breath... her heart was racing...Eventho she was able to overcome her fear to blood she couldt accept to see her students in that state... " I... Ho...." She could barely move but she tried to heal them instinctively.

Doton Shinjuu Zanshuu no Justu! Kakuzu appeared from underground binding inmediately tsunade with his tendrils...

1 Tsunade " You did this? I will blow your head with my bare hands...

2 Tsunade tried to free her self but she lack the strenght... "What...i...can´t". Kakuzu´s tendrils already invaded Tsunade´s body inhibing her chakra pathways...

3 Kakuzu: " what wrong Tsunade? You can´t gather your supernatural strenght? You won´t be able to use your chakra anymore...

Tsunade´s face was irrecognisible... the fear invaded her body... her heart was racing

Kakuzu: " All chakra is trapped on your heart, the core of the path... And it wil lbe mine... The heart of a hokage... i will be unstopable..."

4 Kakuzu: " Also... the black market has a big reward for your head... i cant believe it was so easy..." Tsunade stared at Kakuzu´s death eyes in fear... She know that this was the end. " How does it feel to fail so pathetically after letting your students die for nothing?"

5 Kakuzu: " You are really scared... what happened with the fire in your eyes..." . he started to pierce Tsunade´s chest

6 A crack sound got lost in the empty field.

7 Kakuzu grasped Tsunade´s heart and pulled it out...

8 Kakuzu ripped Tsunade´s beting heart...

9-10 Kakuzu: " This power... I´ve never holded something like this..."

11 Kakuzu: " Hashirama... i finally got my revenge, there goes your lineage"

Kakuzu assimilated Tsunade´s heart and made it his own.

12 Tsunade´s heart and chakra formed a new mask on kakuzu´s back joining her students Sakura, ino and Hinata.

13 Tsunade´s lifeless body felt as the tendril release it...

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I'm sorry @syndrossi I whish I could be normal but I can only let things I like consume me...

The other day I drew more art for the story "Resonant" and

yeah, it looks cute, but had no idea how big an y/o is until recently...

so I just speed googled some facts:

Can I trust google with this fact? probably not, but I need a sturdy frame of reference...

:P

Then I searched for average height of children in america this year (I suspect children in a medieval world will have less sources of nutrition and less height...but , meh, let's pretend)

Boy, that's big! they'd be almost at my shoulder!

(⊙ヮ⊙;)

...So I guess Daemon's current situation looks a lot more like this:

Someone needs to up their core strenght game...

Anyway! have a picture of Daemon embracing his sons again if he comes back when he comes back from war!

;P

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Hiii!!!Can i request a Jelous Izanaxf!reader??:3

I would love to see him so jelous !! Thank uu

Jelous! Izana x f! reader (NSFW undercut)

Izana would be the most jelous when you spend time with Emma or Mikey (when he still holds grudges against them)

He watches you from a distance as you spend time with the Sano's

He especially hates it when you spend time with Mikey, you're his not his

He hates it when one of the members of Tenjiku gets too close to you foe his liking, especially Kakucho

Since he expects his best friend to know to keep a distance from you, or any of the other capitans

If a simple member gets too close to you he kicks him out after beating him up, threathens to kill him as he watches him choke on his own blood, then leaves him be, warning the other members not to get close to you or the same thing will happen to them too

NSFW starts from below

He drags you home, while still covered in blood, and you already know what will happen as this wasn't the first time this happened

Even if he's scary you can't help but find him attractive

As the two of you arrive home, as soon as he locks the door behind him, get ready not to walk tomorrow

He's all over you, not caring if he's bloody or not, the only thing that matters to him is to show who you belong to

He's already tsking your shirt off, leavong lovebites and hickeys on your neck and collarbone

Lifts you up and carries you to the bedroom then throws you on the bed

You can already feel and see in his eyes that he won't let you go until he feels satisfyed with marking you both inside and outside

He pretty much rips the rest of your clothes off before trying you up to the bedpost

Leaves even more marks thruout your body

On your collarbone, breasts, slowly kissing and marking down to your core, teasingly kissing close to it as he leaves marks on your inner thights

As he gets closer to your heat he tells you to keep eyecontact with him, or else

You try your best to do so but the way his tounge darts into you and laps against your core with little kitty licks, you can't help but throw your head back in pleasure, your thights clasping around his head, then he suddenly stops and spanks your ass, making you look back at him with a whine

He tells you nkt to whine as you can thank this to yourself before putting his fingers against your clit, teasing it then entering it, thrusting in and out with them, still making sure you're keeping the eyecontact with him

He takes his fingers out of you just before you could finish, puts them agsinst your lips, demanding you to suck them like you'd suck his cock

You do as he asks, sucking his fingers clean as he free's his cock, undoing his pants with his other hand and kicking them off

He takes his fingers out of your mouth as he lines up with your entrance and slams himself into you without a warning, making your eyes tear up a bit, but still making you moan

He doesn't wait for you to adjust to him and continues slamming his cock into you over and over agsin

Your hands form into fists, nails digging into your own palm as he thrusts into you, turning you into a moaning mess

As you get close to your release again, he stops and tells you to not cum yet and to obey him

You try to do as he asks, keeping yourself together, but as he speeds up you lose it and cum on his cock before he lets you do so, making him stop with darkened eyes as he looks up at you

He fucks you all night until he feels it's good for him to let you go

The next morning you wake up alone in the bed, sighing to yourself as you brace yourself that you have to waddle to the bathroom, getting some strenght before standing up, but falling down to the floor

Then you suddenly hear a familiar little chuckle, looking up with a pout at Izana as he stands in the doorway with a smirk on his face

He walks uo to you, picking you up in abridal style as he walks to the bathroom with you, teasing you while doing so and reminding you to remember who you belong to or this might happen again

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so... what do we think of the new D5 characters?

Look at me ranting again :)

I wanna start off by saying that this is no hate towards the actors. My problem is with the writers.

Am I excited for Red to have a younger sister? YES. My personal headcanon is that Red has 3 younger siblings (y'know, in a universe where the Queen of Hearts isn't an absolute tyrant), and now I can't wait to see what dynamic the two of them are going to have.

My problem with Pink, is that her name is Pink. WHY? WHAT WAS THE REASON?? It took me forever to get used to "Red" and now that's what they go for when Rosa/Rose was RIGHT THERE????

I seriously don't understand why Disney's so lazy when naming Descendants characters. Sometimes, we get absolute bangers like Calista Jane and others we get shit like Pink/Li'l Shang/Herkie/Hadie and I'm like… couldn't you have at least tried? Couldn't you go to a baby name website like every author in the world has done at least once and look for something better?

How do you expect us to care about the story of those characters when you couldn't be bothered to give them a decent name?

And speaking of Hook, we have a Hazel now :)

This one surprised me because I don't think I had ever expected them to come up with another child of Captain Hook. To me, Harriet, Harry and CJ are perfect and enough.

My problem isn't even that I think it's out of character for Hook to have four children. Actually, he seems like the type that adores the sex part but doesn't give a shit about his kids and is an abusive parent. My problem is that WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HAZEL NOW????

I have such a perfect idea of how Harriet, Harry and CJ's dynamic is and now I have to worry about introducing a brand new sister. My second problem is that I love the idea of CJ being the baby of the family for more than one reasons.

Of course, I could just ignore her, but I'm actually curious about Hazel's character and love writing about the Hook family, so I've been trying to come up with my own headcanons for my version of Descendants in case Hazel lives and in case she doesn't and we're left with the original 3.

Max is... whatever. I hate that they're gonna have him be Red's love interest because she seemed so close to Maddox that it's weird to think she'd ever see him as anything other than a friend/brother figure. Also, I'm sure he only exists because they can't have Ace in the movies because it would contradict the book or something.

I just want glassheart to be canon, is that too much to ask????

Now (just let out the biggest sigh of my life), Luis Madrigal. He might actually be my new nemesis.

Again, no hate to the actor, but seriously?! They had to throw Encanto into the mix?? I would have no problems if their new character was like, Moana's son, for example, because I can see Moana existing in the Descendants universe.

Encanto, though? I love the movie, but no. Absolutely not.

It almost feels like those skits people post to make fun of Descendants with children of characters like Lightning McQueen and Buzz Lightyear.

Luis is not ever going to be a part of my fics but at the very least I hope Disney isn't so lazy as to make him have super strenght when that's not how gifts work in Encanto. It's not hereditary.

Honestly, I can't believe someone came up with his character and it got approved.

Everything points out to the new "core four" being Red, Chloe, Pink and Hazel, but since Rise of Red didn't do such a good job at developing Red and Chloe's friendship, I'm worried about how they're going to do that and introduce two new main characters and develop Red and Pink's dynamic because I'm sure Red isn't going to start off as the perfect older sister.

I think it'd be interesting if she felt resentment and jealousy towards Pink, because she didn't have a sister before the timeline change, but now not only does she have one, but Pink got to grow up with the good version of the Queen of Hearts and all the love Red never got.

Really nice room for angst, especially since Red and Chloe are the only ones who remember how things used to be and can't just go around talking about it.

Well, I don't know what else to say right now because I just needed to vent a little. At the end of the day, we can only hope that D5 turns out to be a good movie.