#daily exercises

[im-just-a-br0adway-baby]

Charlie: Okay, Goodness Lesson #1: you see someone drop their wallet. (whipsers to Angel Dust) Angel, drop the wallet. (Angel drops his wallet) Now, what would you do?

Sir Pentious: Excuse me, sir, but I do believe you dropped your wallet.

Angel Dust: Doesn't look familiar to me.

Sir Pentious: What? I just saw you drop it. Here.

Angel: Nope; it's not mine.

Sir Pentious: It is yours. I am trying to be a good person and return it to you.

Angel: Return what to who?

Sir Pentious: *facepalms* Aren't you Anthony Vincent Giovanni?

Angel: Yep.

Sir Pentious: And this is your ID.

Angel: Yep.

Sir Pentious: I found this ID in this wallet, and if that's the case, this must be your wallet.

Angel: That makes sense to me.

Sir Pentious: Then take it.

Angel: It's not my wallet.

Sir Pentious: *screams* YOU DIPSHIT! TAKE YOUR FUCKING WALLET OR I'LL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF!

*tickle belt activated*

Charlie: Wrong! (Sir Pentious falls to the floor laughing) Good people don't rip other people's arms off!

[fitnessmantram]

10 Minutes Daily Routine#shorts #ytshorts #fitnessroutine #fitnessmantram

The Power of a 28-Day Workout Challenge

[angerieque]

have the courage to align your actions with your desires, and not your fears.

[pinchan]

daily gojoken until one of them dies: day 57

THAT'S ALL, FOLKS!

[reactionimagesdaily]

[rotfront-cunt]

ACHTOBER DAY 2 CORRUPTED EULR I am going to try and do all the achtober prompts, they probably wont get done by the end of the month but itll be fun and itll be good drawing practice!!

[moonsun2010]

jonathan test (click for better quality)

[galaxy-fleur]

A short lil' blurb on Chris helping you with your exercise. I need him to motivate me to do my daily crunches. He'd probably make a great trainer.

700 words.

"Five... Six... Seven... Oh, come on, you’re the one who asked me for help, don't back out of it now. You're doing great. I believe in you. Just focus on your breathing."

You could only huff in reluctant defeat as you pushed yourself to raise up over and over despite your muscles protesting against it, begging you to flop back down onto the mat and stay there. Preferably for a good hour or two. You were never good at crunches. Even push-ups were more preferable in your books.

Granted, it was technically your own fault for skipping on your regular workouts lately. Of course everything was so much harder now. You hated how human body worked sometimes. Chris did tell you that consistency is everything.

Him being so sympathetic and understanding didn't do anything to boost your wounded pride either. But there was no denying that he was a good mentor. He was so well regarded among the new recruits for a reason, after all. Though, you guessed he was going real easy on you. A perk of being his partner. Although it was only a small fraction of the strength you knew he possessed, his hands applied just enough pressure to keep your ankles glued to the mat with no chance of cheating for you. You could see the corners of his mouth twitching upwards ever so slightly as he watched you huff and puff with effort, probably trying to not show too much of his amusement to spare your ego.

Well, not everyone was able to do fifty crunches in less than five minutes.

You panted out with exertion as you raised yourself up again, putting even more added strain on your core muscles as you tried to not get too close to him. Not that it would be a problem. You were just embarrassed. Especially when you were all red in the face and sweating buckets here.

"Stop. I can see you smiling. You think this is funny," you grumbled, shooting him a glare that lacked any real ire behind it.

"Maybe a little," he admitted with a chuckle, the sound light and a bit husky in a way that was so natural. It made your heart flutter, and not just because of the exercise making your blood pump. Damn it, you really wouldn't mind him laughing at your expense if that meant seeing him smile like that. You felt him pat your leg a little in a show of encouragement. "I can feel you tensing every time you go up. You're just making things harder for yourself, you know."

You wanted to groan. Of course he would notice, you weren't being very subtle about it, anyways. You knew he was just trying to guide you along and help you out with doing your best, but those sparks of amusement dancing in his brown eyes just made you want to ditch the exercise altogether and kiss that look off his face.

...Or maybe you just wanted to kiss him. Probably the latter.

"Ugh, fine, fine. How many do I have left, anyways?" You puffed out as you fell back down onto the mat with a small 'oof' escaping you from the air being knocked out of your lungs for a moment. You stared up onto the ceiling, gathering what strength you had. Oh, you were going to kick ass with these damn crunches, and then you were going to enjoy your well-deserved prize. If your muscles wouldn't turn into a jelly.

"Twenty."

"Twenty!?"

This time, Chris didn't hold in his laugh, shaking his head at your peril. "I already lowered it for you, dummy. C'mon, just take your time. There's no rush."

"You're torturing me here, Redfield..." You whined, rubbing your eyes with the heels of your palms.

And just as you were about to reach that cursed twentieth crunch, you felt Chris lean forward, meeting you right in the middle as his lips brushed over yours in a quick, sweet kiss. This time, you didn't fall back down. You didn't need to. Instead, you let out a sigh of relief and leaned into his affection as if it was the best way to ease the scalding tension in your body. And, in a way, it really was. With a smile, you realized that you just caught him slipping up on you.

"Twenty," you announced as you pulled back, giving him an excited but smug grin of your own. "You forgot to count it."

He blinked, seemingly a bit too phased out from that small kiss you shared, before breathing out an impressed laugh.

"Good work, soldier."

[snackugaki]

[j-jonah-jameson-official]

just clocked in sir! what do you need me to cover today?

YOU’RE LATE!! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO GET ME THAT INTERVIEW WITH THE HULK LAST WEEK! HE DOESN’T STAY BIG AND GREEN FOREVER YOU KNOW!!

NOW GET OUT THERE BEFORE *I* START GETTING ANGRY. AND TRUST ME, HEH, YOU WOULDN’T LIKE ME WHEN I’M ANGRY!

I GET ALL RED AND BLOATED. NOT A PRETTY SIGHT.

[freeonlineworkouts]

Core Workout

[see-arcane]

Poor Jonathan probably is all scruffy now without shaving

I bet Dracula compliments him on his 'choice' to go unshaven. It suits him and, more importantly, suits the place! He is right to embrace the custom here, as Dracula himself shall embrace London. Is this not so?

[hazey-haley]

🤍🤍🤍

[bacchuschucklefuck]

riz gukgak is SO distressing to have as a favourite character I can never funckign rest out here

[mod2amaryllis]

would like.. some weird thing that flips you move yhe baby? like those back stretching boards that tilt you back. idk much about babies

brother i am doing all that and more

[7mhb]

If your relationship doesn't make you feel loved, relaxed, and safe then it's not healthy for you. Your partner should remove stress from your life. NOT consistently add stress. Your partner should be your safe place. Not the root of your pain and fear and heartache. Know that.