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sugarsprinklesoul · 10 months ago

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6 Months Till Summer: Your Ultimate 6 Month Glow Up Guide

As the new year unfolds, so does the countdown to summer. You might be thinking, what? This early? YES. Summer is about 6 months away at the time I’m writing this post. This is the perfect time to start thinking about what we want our summer to be like. The earlier you start, the easier it is to achieve all your summer dreams! So rather than feeling overwhelmed by last-minute transformations, let’s start working on our glow up together now.

In this post I will guide you through the next 6 months and what you can do to make sure you look and feel your best when summer arrives.

We are starting off super early. At the time I’m writing this post it is still January. For years I’ve always had goals for summer but I let life pass me by and when May came around I started to panic, thinking how can I look and feel my best when summer is already knocking at my door? This year let’s say goodbye to those feelings and make place for a more empowering approach.

Below is your ultimate guide for your best summer yet! <3 Each month you will be adding new habits to your daily routine. Make sure to keep doing the habits when the month ends. So all the habits you start doing 6 months before summer you will continue doing 5 months before, 4 months before, 3 months before and all the way up until summer! With each new month you will just keep adding more! It would be even more amazing if you could make them apart of your daily life forever.

Action steps:

Vision Boards: Create a few vision boards to visualize your summer goals. Make them inspiring and motivating. This way you have something to reference if you feel a little lost on your summer glow up journey.

Healthy eating: Start adding more healthy, nourishing foods into your meals. More dark leafy greens, vegetables, big nourishing breakfasts. Start seeing food as your fuel, if you don’t provide your body with the right kind and amount of foods, it won’t work in your favor! Healthy food is energy, glowing skin, health and happiness

Daily Walks: Begin taking daily walks to stay active and boost your mood! You can walk in the gym or at home on a treadmill but I would really really recommend for you to take your walks outside. The fresh air does wonders for your mental well being.

Reduce Greasy and Fried Foods: Cut back on ultra processed and unhealthy foods. Especially greasy and fried foods. Not only do these foods negatively impact your health, they also can cause hormonal and physical changes that can worsen your skin and complexion. We want that glowy summer skin! So cutting back on these foods early, will give you enough time to achieve that. Does this mean no more fries? Of course not. Just enjoy these foods in moderation!

Workout Routine: Find a workout routine that works for you and start incorporating it into your lifestyle. Personally I will be adding runs to my routine, Pilates and Yoga and some strength training. I like to have a variety of workouts so I don’t get bored so easily. By starting to build your routine now you can build confidence, resilience and the stamina to enjoy your summer.

Consistency: Start working on your consistency. Remember the promises you make to yourself and keep them. It’s time to let go of the “I’ll start tomorrow” mindset and start your habits today. Even if you think your whole day was a “bad day” you can still finish off strong by doing a evening yoga session for example. Think of the person you want to become and act like her.

Skin Care Routine: Start your summer skin care routine. I’m sure you already have a skin care routine you do daily. Start adding products into your routine that will give you that glowy summer skin! Think about Vitamin C, Niacinamide and hydrating ingredients. Also don’t forget to wear your sunscreen daily when going outside. It’s the ultimate secret to flawless, glowy skin.

Summer Aesthetic: What will your summer aesthetic be? Obviously you look amazing the way you are now. But to me, it’s so much fun to pick a type of aesthetic for summer and dress for the occasion. For example in summer I like to grow my hair out mermaid style and do fun mermaid type hairstyles.

Posture Routine / Stretches: Begin to add a stretch / posture routine to your schedule. Personally I like to do a little yoga each morning to wake up my body. You can do a special Yoga Posture routine to really get all the benefits. Improving your posture will work wonders on your confidence, trust me.

Wardrobe Refresh: Start building your wardrobe with key summer pieces! Maybe buy some new bikinis that make you feel confident. Hair accessories, new shoes, cute workout clothes. Everything that makes you feel amazing during summer and you can wear on your active summer days. Clean out your closet and look for your favorite summer clothes. This is the time to look at your visionboard and build on your summer aesthetic.

Get up Earlier: Now that the days are getting longer, let’s take advantage of the sun and get up earlier. This is a great habit to build for summer, it will make sure that you can enjoy the days and maybe even catch a sunrise. Make sure to start working on you sleep schedule. Early nights and early mornings are key. This will help you be more productive, energized and boost your mood and overall well-being.

Increase Workouts: By now you have been doing your new workout routine for 3 months already! Change some things up and level up on others. Maybe take a few longer runs, do a longer yoga workout, whatever feels good to you! It’s time to really put in the work and make yourself strong and confident. When doing this, make sure to also fuel your body accordingly! You don’t want to under eat and over train as this will hinder your progress and have you feeling dull and lifeless by the time summer comes around.

Fruits, Veggies and Salads: Now that spring is here let’s eat more fresh, cooling foods to keep your body cool and hydrated. Start adding even more veggies and fruits into your meals. Make big salads, fruit salads, protein smoothies and juices. All these antioxidants and vitamins will not only make you feel great but also look great too!

Body Hygiene: With summer just around the corner and spring in full motion, it’s time to take give our bodies a little extra love. When wearing a bikini we want to feel confident, fierce and beautiful. To make sure that happens we can give our bodies a little extra care. Think of getting a laser treatment for unwanted hair, body scrubs, lymph drainage, massages, a bikini wax, a little extra body lotion. Start doing all the things to get your body ready, glowing and looking amazing for summer.

Summer Prep: Start prepping for summer! Organize your wardrobe, add your favorite summer clothes and shoes. Prep your jewellery, bags and other accessories you want to wear. Get your bikinis ready, maybe buy some new ones.

Summer Body Routine: Personally in summer my body needs a little extra love. More sunscreen, more waxing (obviously lol) and I like to have a little more glow by using body lotions and scrubs. I recommend adding a weekly summer prep body routine so you always feel ready to take on the day. It’s the worst when we want to do spontaneous things and then we remember we haven’t shaved for a week. Nothing worse than a last minute shave (ouch). Also start to add cooling ingredients in your skin care routine like Aloe Vera and face masks. To keep our skin fresh and glowing.

Healthy Habits: Keep doing all the healthy habits you have done so far! Like your workout routines, daily walks, better posture etc.

I hope by the time summer comes around you are feeling the most confident you have ever felt in your life. Each time you finish a habit, feel those empowering feelings and use them to keep you motivated! All these tiny steps add up and will help you to have a massive transformation for summer.

Each month I will be going more in depth into what you can do until summer arrives with more examples and a few mini guides. For now, I hope this post has inspired you to take transform your life for the better and start working on yourself because you love yourself! <3

And remember, your summer glow up is all about making sure you have the best summer you have had so far! It’s NOT about being the skinniest or eating the healthiest foods or working out the most. It’s about you feeling amazing and comfortable in your body so you can go out and enjoy summer to the fullest!

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midnightmah07 · 1 month ago

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Small vent??? Well not really but idk maybe someone might be uncomfortable or something

As a psychology student I know I have to study the development of all stages of human life but my goodness does studying about old age gives me stress and anxiety. Like the idea of what's going to happen to me, to my body makes me really stressed

I'm someone who doesn't know how to start doing physical exercise and doesn't like doing it because I feel like there's always someone looking at me and judging my performance (and before someone says anything, yes, I'm aware that this is all in my head and no one actually cares, but unfortunately my subconscious doesn't know that). I also don't like exercising in general, like I said before I really hate doing exercises in front of people + I don't want to use my parents' money (since I still don't have a job) to put me in a gym but I end up hating it, my parents have a lot in their hands and I don't wanna add to that... I could exercise at home but like??? Idk how to do that????? And I lack motivation for it which SUCKS. My mom and I started walking together as a form or exercise a week ago on Friday, Saturday and Sunday... I don't think it's nearly enough but it's what I'm relying on

It doesn't help at all that I have TERRIBLE eating habits and Idk how to change it. I have the same taste in food as a 5 year old. I love sweets (specifically chocolate which is awful for my skin), I love meat but in return I hate most vegetables and I'm yet to discover a fruit that I enjoy eating. "Oh just force yourself to eat it" brother once I tried eating vegetables with my food and I nearly puked it was a horrible experience, idk what to do at this point to change my eating habits 😀

Basically. I have awful habits that I need to change but idk how. And it makes me even more anxious and stressed exactly bc idk how. I wanted to go to a nutritionist to see if maybe they could help me at least with my eating habits, but boy oh boy will I have fun trying to explain to them I hate 90% of healthy food👍🏻

Idk why I'm like this low-key like it's super frustrating but idk what to do to change at this point. Yeah. Just wanted to get this out of my chest bc I just finished reading about common mental diseases among seniors and now I'm terrified

#💙! mah rambles

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moon-child-goddess · 1 month ago

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Slice of Heaven

Summery: Reader and Carmy are roommates with feelings for each other.

Warnings: Nicknames used instead on Y/N (darling, baby) , some language, drinking, reader does act a little childish, I am not sure what this is, but here you go

The door to our apartment shut with an unexpected force, causing the picture on the wall above me shook. Carmy must have come home. He was back earlier than usual a full twenty minutes a head of schedule. I had hoped to have dinner ready and plated by the time he walked in.

“Hello, Carmy.” I called from the kitchen as I attempted to dice an onion.

His greeting was accompanied by the familiar jingle of keys as he tossed them into the bowl by door.

“I am making a creamy chicken pasta for dinner tonight. So, I hope you are hungry.”

It was our routine - well, my routine, really. After my 9-5, I would hit the gym across the street before coming home and prepping dinner. Camy would often get home late, especially with the restaurant renovations happening. On those nights, I would reheat the plate as soon as I heard him come home. I wanted to make sure he ate a full meal. Instead of just consuming cigarettes and snacks.

“I told you I would make dinner toni-” his voice trailed off when he entered the kitchen. His gaze became fixated on my hands, blinking slowly. “What are you doing?”

Carmy put a hand over his mouth rubbing back and forth while I continued to chop. He looked absolutely appalled.

“I am chopping vegetables. Obviously.” I replied, continuing my unconventional methods.

“That is not how you use a knife, darling. You are going to get hurt." He moved to the sink, scrubbing his hands vigorously scrubbing under his nails.

“This is how I always chop things. It's unorthodox, but it works for me.” I insisted, waving the knife around for emphasis.

Carmy clicked his tongue in disapproval, and I spun to face him. My witty comeback dying on my lips when I noticed he was standing only a few inches away. I could make out the different blues in his eyes. My heart rate increased, and for a long moment, I forgot how to breathe. He didn’t break the eye contact for a second.

“May I show you how?” He asked a small smile lighting up his face, and the air came back to my lungs.

Unable to form the word ‘yes’ I simply nodded in response.

Carmy placed a hand on my hip, gently spinning me around to face the counter. His body pressed into my back, and I felt his fingers ghosting up my side for a very brief moment before he took hold of my hands. My skin was tingling and very aware of his touch. He gently pushed my left fingers in, setting my knuckles on top of the onion. For a brief second, I thought I was going to combust when he reached across for the knife and placed it back in my hand. The contact felt electric, more intimate than what we were used to. It was as if we were one person, both our hands moving together in a rocking motion.

“Like this. It will prevent injury.” He whispered into my ear, his chin resting on my shoulder.

In that moment, all the emotions I had buried deep surged to the surface, but I shoved them back down, refusing to acknowledge them. We had something good here, and I haven’t felt more at home than in these last seven months. Carmy was my safe place, always so kind and supportive.

He didn’t pull away once we finished chopping the onion. He grabbed a carrot and continued. We chopped a few of them before he cleared his throat and released my hands. I immediately missed the feeling of his touch and had to fight the urge to grab his hands again.

I focused on the sounds of the kitchen - the clinking of glasses and the splashing of the veggies in the simmering sauce - to distract my mind. My body was hyperaware of him behind me and wanted nothing more than to feel his hands on me again.

I needed to find something else to do to keep my mind off the one-sided sexual tension.

“I am going to clear a place to eat. Watch the sauce, please.”

His head moved in a slight nod while filling a wine glass.

There wasn’t much cleaning needed. I moved the papers coved in Carmys restaurant notes to the side in a neat pile. I needed more to do. I couldn’t go back in the kitchen and face him yet. The urge to kiss him was becoming impossible to ignore after feeling his touch.

“Darling the sauce is done. Do you want me to add it to noodles?”

There was that stupid pet name again. He started calling me darling a few weeks after we moved in, and it never stopped. I had rarely heard my name; it was always darling this, darling that. When I had asked him about it once, he just shrugged and pulled out a cigarette.

“Yes, the chicken in the oven should be ready, too.”

Carmy sat across from me, staring at his plate with that small, rare smile of his. I waited for him to take a bite. It wasn’t that I thought the food was bad, but I worried it was mediocre for someone like him, a professional chef. He understood food like it was another language, and it was not one I spoke well.

He would often complement my cooking, but it never calmed my nerves.

We ended up drinking more wine than we should have, two empty bottles sat at the end of the table. I was giggling at every little comment Carmy made. Which was a sign I needed to stop drinking.

“This was really good, darling. You should come make family; they would love this.”

I flushed shaking my head. I had met his coworkers a few times and loved them. But the thought of cooking for them was a firm no.

“It could have been better.” I muttered staring in my wine glass.

He moved, so he sat next to me and leaned in, breaking all personal boundaries.

“It was good.” He ducked his head, making eye contact with me, and he held my hand, playing with my fingers.

We chatted more as the night wore on; it was Friday after all, so we wouldn’t be regretting this to much in the morning.

My head rested on my fist as I watched him. His curls had fallen out of place. I reached out, fixing the silky locks back into place.

His breathing became abnormal, and I leaned in clogging the gap between our faces. But as I did, he shifted away, and my lips brushed against his cheek. I pulled back quickly, embarrassment flooding my system. It override my drunken state.

“Sorry.” I murmured before grabbing the dishes and rushing to the kitchen sink.

“Hold on Darling.” He said, rising to his feet just as quickly.

“I will do the dishes in the morning.” I was making a beeline to my room.

“Not like this. We are dru—” Before he could finish, I shut the door and locked It. I was mortified.

The next morning, I made sure he was gone before heading to the gym to sweat out the slight hangover and work off the lingering embarrassment.

In the middle of my run, Carmy texted me.

Can we please talk tonight when I get home?

I rolled my eyes and increased my pace. What was there to say? Was this the end of us? Had crossed a line we could never get back from.

I won’t be home till Monday I am going to my sisters.

My response was cowardly.

He called instantly after my message went through. I declined it- how very mature of me. When he called again, I let it go to voicemail. He didn’t leave one instead he texted.

Darling, please talk to me.

I left him on read and called my sister. Who was more than willing to let me crash on her couch for the weekend.

I did feel a twinge of guilt for lying to Carmy but there was no way I could face him without having a panic attack.

After staying at my sisters, I spent the next two weeks avoiding him. It helped that he worked every day of the week. It was like I was in some twisted escape room (self-inflicted), I waited in my bedroom every morning until I was sure he had left before I even dared to venture out. I kept my schedule tight, leaving work right at five. I stuck to my usual routine and then retreated to my room until morning. Sometimes, Carmy would knock on my door, trying to get me to talk. But like the child I was, I pretended to be asleep.

Despite my childish behavior, I made sure he had dinner every night. He was notoriously bad at taking care of himself, and I did not want to be the reason he skipped a meal. But I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep this up. Moving out was starting to look like a viable option—a way to say goodbye before the heartbreak I knew was coming.

When I opened the door after my Friday afternoon run, the sound of clattering pots and pans filled the air, punctuated by a string of curse words. It was definitely Carmy. He must have gotten off work early today. Fuck.

No,No,No. I needed to leave. There was a bar down the road I could kill time at until it was late enough to avoid him. My sister was out of town for a work thing, so I couldn’t bother her. But I did have a key to her place.

When I turned to leave, I bumped into the table near the door, making a loud noise that he for sure now knew I was home. I hissed in pain. There was a throbbing in my hip.

Shit.

“Darling?”

I did what I did best and ignored the pet name hastily slipping my tennis shoes back on and attempting to escape before things could get awkward. The oven door was slammed closed while I yanked the front door open.

“Darling?” he repeated, his voice clearer this time. I froze, staring out into the hallway.

Turning back, I saw Carmy standing there. He had popped out of the kitchen, a towel slung over his shoulder, arms crossed, tattoos on full display. There was a look on his face I couldn’t quite decipher. It almost seemed like he was hurt?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I hadn’t meant to hurt him. I felt so selfish, being consumed by my own fears.

“Were you about to leave?” I squeezed my eyes shut and closed the door. Cursing what gods were out there. Why was he home early?

“I left my phone at the gym.” I lied, knowing it was in the side pocket of my leggings. Why was I lying to this beautiful, gentle man?

Carmy quirked an eyebrow, staring me down. He shook his head; his blonde curls were messier than usual. I wanted to run my fingers through them and set them back in place.

“You have been avoiding me.” His tone was a mix of anger and frustration, and I flinched.

“No, I have been busy at work. I am lead on a project, so I am putting in overtime at home.” It was a lame excuse, and we both knew it.

“Don’t. Don’t lie to me.” He spoke through his teeth tone tense. There was a curse under his breath before he continued. “I come home, and there is a plate of warm food on the counter. And you-” He gestures to me. “You are nowhere to be seen. I can hear you sneaking out in the morning. Your things are slowly disappearing. So don’t fucking lie to me darling.”

I scoffed and walked past him to the living room it was too cramped in the entryway to have an argument. He followed behind me hot on my tracks.

“I am not- ” I started, but Carmy raised a hand to stop me, his jaw clenched.

“Please.”

There was a crack in his voice, as if he might cry. It shattered the wall I had built for months now. In response to my silence, he whispered my name. It was a plea for me to talk. In our time together, I hadn’t heard him sound so broken.

“I love you!” I yelled out, the words escaped me without a thought. I flung my hands up. “I know that’s the last thing you want to hear, but I love you. I never should have tried to kiss you, and I am sorry.”

Carmy stood there a blank look on his face. For once, I couldn’t read him, couldn’t anticipate his reaction. Oh god, I had messed everything up. He was going to want me to move out immediately. There was a burning sensation building up behind my eyes.

“I am sorry. I-I thought I could find a way to fix this. I will stay at my sister's house for a while. I can move my stuff out over the weekend.”

He still stood there unmoving, almost a statue, but I could still see him breathing. His expression changed, though, to one of confusion.

“I will leave next months rent too, so you have time to find someone else.” I pushed past him, heading for my room to pack a bag. I also refused to cry in front of him.

I barely made it three steps when a warm hand grasped my arm, spinning me back around. Carmy pulled me into him. We were standing chest to chest; his breathing was heavy. The look of panic that was in his eyes softened as he stared down at me.

“Don’t.” It was all he whispered.

“What?” I managed to croak out.

The hand not holding on to my arm moved up and cupped my cheek. He didn’t respond to me, just stared down eyes, taking in every inch of my face.

I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch like a masochist, knowing this would make leaving so much harder. When I tried to pull away, he tightened his hold. His scent enveloped me, drowning out every rational thought. I should be running, but I found myself lowering my gaze to the ground, trying to factory reset my brain. The top of my head rested on his chest.

“Don’t leave.” He tilted my face up, locking our eyes together. Ensuring I understood every word. “Don’t leave."

I shook my head. A single tear falling. Why was he making this so painful?

“I didn’t kiss you that night because you were drunk. I have been in love with you since the moment we met at that awful coffee shop to discuss being roommates. You asked me point blank if I was going to axe-murder you, and if I was going to, I needed to tell you now. That way you could make an informed decision. The sparkle in your eyes told me you were joking, that you knew you could take me if it came to that. I was yours the moment you smiled. Then there was your laugh—oh god, your laugh—when I told that terrible joke to ease my nerves. That’s when I was completely gone. I wanted no one else. I want no one else.”

I was at a loss for words. My mind racing in circles. This was the kind of love confessions you only saw in cheesy rom com movies, not real life. Carmy leaned in closer, his forehead resting on mine.

He moved his other hand to cradle my cheek, and I was engulfed in his warmth. My eyes locked on to his. “So please don’t leave.”

“Carm.” It was a breathless whisper; I was barely able to form the word. He was so achingly close. I rested my palms on top of his white shirt.

“I know, baby.” His nose brushed against mine. We stayed like that for a moment, our eyes communicating to one another. Every unfiltered thought and emotion out there raw. His thumbs moved gently, caressing my face.

Then, without warning, he closed the distance that remained between us. Our lips met. I now understood what people meant when they said they felt fireworks during a kiss. Everything emotion and feeling erupted with in me. It was like my skin was on fire. Burning with the need for this man. This kiss was more passionate than anything I could have ever imagined. His lips moved fervently; almost demanding, and I surrendered to him completely.

A moan escaped me, and he briefly smiled into the kiss, breaking the rhythm he created.

His hands made there way down to my sides pulling me in impossibly closer, and I wound my fingers into his hair pulling at the soft strands. He bit down on my bottom lip swallowing my gasp wasting no time to deepen the kiss.

We somehow had managed to back up to the couch, and before we could stop it, we tumbled over the side. Carmy caught his weight before he could crush me. Both of us were panting, trying to fill our starved lungs. We were in a haze staring at each other, a delicious haze.

I broke out in a smile, letting out a giggle to which he smiled and placed another kiss on my lips.

“Let me take you out tomorrow a proper date. I made dinner tonight in hopes of cornering you.”

I gnawed on my bottom lip while nodding.

“I am free all day.” Carmy’s gave me the biggest smile I had ever seen from him. Instead of saying anything, he stood up, pulling me with him. He kissed me again like he was starved, and he needed to prove a point.

As if on que the oven timer went off, and he groaned pulling away.

#carmy berzatto #the bear imagine #carmy x reader #carmy imagine #imagine #writting

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blond-b · 1 year ago

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TW: €D

My new rules for myself

Try not to eat high cal foods unless it’s in front of someone else (you need to keep others thinking that you DO eat normal, but you don’t have to eat more than it takes to convince others)

No more than ONE sweet a day (you are a fat ass, and you will binge a whole tray of brownies if your not careful. Never eat more than ONE)

No excuses about exercising (aw, your a little sore? Get over it. Do at least 5 miles, unless your in extreme pain, or physically can not exercise, there is no excuse.)

Do more than cardio. (You KNOW that muscle burns more calories than fat, you also know that your tummy looks frumpy even if your skinny… unless you tone it up. Don’t be lazy, you have no excuses. Do your workouts)

Always be moving (sitting down? Wiggle your toes or bounce your feet. Laying in bed? Do leg raises, or side leg raises, and move your arms some. Standing in line? Shift weight from one leg to another. Even small movements burn more cal than if you weren’t doing them.)

Only binge on foods that don’t matter (your high and wanna binge? Okay, eat watermelon, have an ice pop, have some broccoli, or strawberries. NO JUNK, save your junk food for your sober mind to decide on)

Stay active on rest days (you get one day a week to not exercise, that however does NOT mean be lazy. Instead, clean your room, play with your dog, go swimming, clean the kitchen, do anything to get some passive movements in. Your resting your exercises muscles today, NOT your whole body.)

No lying to yourself. (You binged? You went over on cals? Ate too much of a cal dense food? LOG IT. Telling yourself “I know I messed up, I don’t need to log it to know it” has to stop. You need to be honest with your future self, she’ll ask “why didn’t I lose any weight this week??” And she deserves to look back and see why. That and lying to your app just sets yourself for failure. You won’t know how much to restrict to make it up.)

Fruit/veggie fast the day after a high cal day. (You fucked up. Get over it, and fix it. Only eat low cal fruits and vegetables the next day, you’ll feel full but still be in a cal deficit. You may be starving, but you don’t need to feel it.)

Rules I’ll be implementing when school (college) starts back up

At least one day a week, eat less than 500 cal.

Meal prep low cal high nutrient foods. (You need protein, you DONT need extra calories. Boil some chicken, shred it, add some low cal seasoning. Do NOT add unnecessary things like oils, mayo, ranch, cream cheese NO. You want the protein that why you eat. Not for enjoyment)

You have a free gym membership, use it. (Oh, it’s ‘embarrassing’ working out in front of others? Get tf over it. You need to use the treadmill, and the stair master can burn EVEN MORE. Get over yourself and do it)

Bad weather isn’t an excuse. (It’s snowing? Tuff luck. Walk your ass to the gym and go on the treadmill. Its raining? Same thing, walk your ass to the gym and work out. Excuses build fat.)

Eat within your calorie deficit every day. (you have roommates? Worried the will notice how little you eat? Say you eat breakfast in your room, they don’t know what you keep there. They start acting worried? Wake up before them, say you ate. Get home after them, say you ate out. Lie.)

Rules for once I hit my UGW (125lbs)

Don’t stop. (So, your skinny now? So what. You can still look better. You can still lose fat. It’s time to focus on BUILDING muscle. Of course, not too much you don’t want to look like a man, but enough that you could be a swimsuit model.)

Track with Pictures more than anything (the plan is to build some muscle while cutting fat still now, yeah? So the number on the scale won’t be a completely accurate reflection of your efforts anymore {this does not mean stop weighing yourself}. You can look skinnier and weigh more with muscle, and we care about LOOKS not numbers)

Don’t let the doc.’s know. (This is where building muscle can come in handy. You don’t want to be stopped, so weigh a “healthy” weight, but let that “healthy” weight come from muscle, not fat. They never have to know.)

Don’t get bulky. (Yes, we’ve now switched mindsets from LOSING weight to GAINING muscle. That does not mean get bulky. Your goal is to look like a activewear model. Toned, fit, strong, but still dainty.)

Don’t stop cardio. (Cardio is what will KEEP you lean. Adding strength training does not allow you to cut out cardio. Remember, we NEVER want to look bulky.)

#weightloss #pro for only myself #pro #pro for me #tw ed rant #tw edd #calories #tw disordered eating #i want to be weightless #tw ana diary #🕯️as a 🪶#pro annnnna #prøana

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casspurrjoybell-19 · 1 year ago

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CLAIMED - Chapter 41

*Warning: Adult Content*

|| 4 years later ||

"Theon, Echo! Assume attack position!" Beta Jaxson Cahill whisper-shouted, pressing his back against the wall closest to the front door as he clutched his gun close to his chest.

A bumbling chorus of little grunts responded and an impish smile pulled at my lips as he witnessed a flurry of black and bright red hair toddle into place from the corner of his eye.

"Okay, Daddy."

Once concealed behind one of the other walls in the foyer or more accurately, as concealed as two toddlers could be when their crazy hair and giant, oversized clothing constantly stuck out in every direction but up, Theon's high-pitched voice confirmed their completion of the task.

"Good job my mayhem minions. Daddy is so proud of you that once we successfully complete this mission, we'll loot the fridge and eat all of Papa's cheese straight from the bag," he praised, his chest puffing with fulfillment at how well his babies always took to their daily side quests.

Ever since he had been practically made into a curly-headed Rapunzel, trapped in a tower that he called his family home for the last few months of his second pregnancy, he'd been forced to find... unique ways to entertain himself.

At first, it just meant making pillow forts all around the house and watching a million and one movies while his rambunctious, adorable little three and four-year-old sons made his bulging stomach their own, personal jungle gym.

But unfortunately, there are only so many movies one can watch before you start going just a little bit stir-crazy.

He tried to wrangle in the inherently inescapable urge to wreak havoc, he really, really did.

And for a while it even worked, the bountiful, new vegetable garden that his youngest son, Echo Cahill, took to like bread to butter a testament to Jaxson’s herculean efforts to be a model father.

But unfortunately for his husband Alpha Corey Cahill's blood pressure, a pregnant man on medically mandated bed rest can only be expected to remain sane for so long before old habits begin rearing their gnarly heads.

So now, here the three of us all were, much smaller bodies swamped in any and all of Corey's clothing and training gear that they could pilfer from his side of the closet, nerf guns locked and loaded as they awaited the moment that said Alpha would finally walk through that door.

Just the thought of catching him off guard like this had Jaxson’s mischievous smirk kicking right back into high gear.

It was then that his enhanced hearing picked up on heavy footsteps, the telltale sign that Corey's combat boots were busy trudging their way up otheir roundabout driveway.

It was time.

"Get ready, my munchkin miscreants," he whisper-shouted once more, shifting his gaze to give a tiny, wide-eyed Echo and a slightly taller Theon an encouraging wink. "Nerf guns at the ready, our target is almost acquired."

"Daddy, what does ack-quaired mean?"

"Echo, we have to stay quiet," Theon whispered to his younger sibling and Jaxson couldn't help but grin in his direction.

What a wonderful accomplice he was turning out to be.

"Really? Why?" Echo pouted, bright green eyes blinking up at his big brother with confusion.

"Well, because we have to scare papa," Theon explained patiently, patting the crown of Echo's bright red shock of hair with the hand that wasn't holding onto his nerf gun.

"But I love papa," Ecko cried, at which point, lucky Jaxson, the front door knob simultaneously twisted, opening up wide to reveal the hulking form of his Alpha husband.

Naturally, Echo was the first one to defect.

"Papa, I miss you," Jaxson’s Omega son's soft voice cried and before he knew it, the little traitor was toddling right out of his assigned spot and making a beeline for his Papa, sparkling tears slipping from bright green eyes and tumbling down chubby, freckled cheeks.

The shirt Jaxson had dressed him in for the mission, one of Corey's, was practically a blanket as it trailed behind him, getting tangled up in his feet while he moved as fast as his tiny legs would carry him.

He held his hands up, a silent plea to be picked up by his larger father and of course, father-of-the-year he was, Corey immediately sabotaged Jaxson’s plans by indulging his wishes.

"Hello my precious pumpkin," he cooed, instantly crouching down to pull Echo's small form into his arms before swinging him back and forth. "I missed you too sweetie, more than words could ever possibly express."

Ever since they'd officially established their own pack on Alpha Raymon and Luna Daniel Cahill's old lands, Corey had somehow put on even more muscle as he assumed the daily tasks of a true Alpha.

And honestly, just the sight of him all sweaty and covered in black tactical gear while also depicting the ultimate embodiment of a doting Dad...

Jaxson had to admit that he may or may not have started breathing a lil' bit heavier.

Fuck, pregnancy brain could really be a bitch.

He needed to stay focused.

A very lick-able Corey picked Echo up to set him on his hip before raising a suspicious brow at his notably strange choice of attire.

"Now, what top secret mission did your Dad put you up to his time?"

Jaxson sucked his teeth, wincing at how quick his husband always was to catch onto his genius plans.

‘Was I really that easy to read? Speaking of, I seriously needed to get said genius plan in motion before Echo spilled even more beans and fucked up my entire operation.’

Echo sniffled, burying his face into his Alpha father's chest.

"Oh, Daddy is gonna..."

"ATTACK."

Theon, freakin' ride-or-die he turned out to be, immediately heeded the call, jumping out of his hiding spot and spraying Styrofoam bullets all over Corey's legs.

And Jaxson?

He was right behind him of course, sliding across the hallway on socked feet and aiming the muzzle of his nerf gun for the open spots along Corey's body that Echo wasn't currently occupying.

Jaxson barked out a maniacal laugh as Theon and he apprehended their target with flawless synchronicity, watching with glee as Corey's supremely handsome face, which had become slightly more expressive throughout the years, twitched up and into a faint smirk, also known as the sexiest thing Jaxson had ever fucking seen.

And then, before he could blink enough to register it, Corey was right there, sweeping both Theon and he up into his arms without so much as a single beat of strain to his bulging muscles.

No wonder I was barefoot and pregnant again despite declaring that Echo would be their first and last kid.

Like, seriously, who in the fuck would ever be able to resist this man and his supernatural sex appeal?

At this rate, Jaxson seriously needed to get his tubes tied if he had even a shred of hope of not fielding an entire football team by the time Corey and he reached middle age.

But anyway, back to the issue at hand.

"Unhand me, villain," Jaxson screeched, dropping his empty nerf gun with a clatter as he resorted to thrashing in Corey's stone-like grip instead. "This has gotta be against the Geneva Convention."

Theon giggled at the outlandish antics unfolding all around him, although he still mimicked his father’s squirming movements despite it, screeching a little.

"Let daddy go, papa," of his own.

Needless to say, Jaxson smiled over at him, immeasurably proud of his little budding troublemaker.

He wondered how he would take to a nice little bit of recreational arson when he got a little older?

Despite their incessant demands for release, Corey just chuckled darkly as he effortlessly hauled all three of them over to the living room couch and down into his lap.

Then, he turned his sizzling yet still undeniably soft gaze over to his husband.

Caught in the act, Jaxson could only chuckle nervously, flashing his Alpha husband his very best 'I'm the embodiment of innocence' face.

"Truce?" Jaxson squeaked as he batted his eyelashes, hoping that he could wriggle his way out of this one by utilizing his Omega charm.

Even after all of these years together, Corey still struggled to resist it.

So of course, Jaxson used it to his advantage whenever possible.

"Hmm..." the Alpha's eyes narrowed, holding Jaxson for a long moment as the gears turned endlessly in his head.

Then, he turned to Theon and Echo, who he was currently bouncing on his opposite thigh.

"Let's see. Theon, Echo, tell me. Do you think that I should forgive daddy?"

Both of Jaxson’s sweet babies immediately nodded at that, heads moving like little bobbles.

"Yeah," Theon shouted, to which Echo, in signature, little brother fashion, mimicked the exact same words thereafter, face still buried in the space between Corey's hard pecs. "Daddy just welcoming papa home, he do nothing bad."

Jaxson’s eyes watered as he listened to his two little tyrants defend his honor and he couldn't help but lean over and give each of them a big, wet, kiss on the forehead.

"Oh, my perfect babies," he cried, "Daddy loves you so, so, so, so, so much."

"It seems that Theon and Echo saved you this time, my Gift."

Corey's arms tightened around his family, holding all of them together in their own little bubble of happiness as he chuckled once more, pressing a kiss of his own to his husband’s forehead.

"But regardless of how adorable all of you look after playing dress-up in my closet, I cannot help but notice that these antics do not exactly count as bedrest, Jax," he scolded gently as he reached over to grab Theon's toddler-sized neck pillow, settling the ever-present item around his little brother's constantly achy neck.

"Okay, you're maybe, possibly, just a little bit right," Jaxson admitted with a wince. "But I'm seriously going crazy just sitting here all day, Corey! I can't really be expected to just lay around until this little demon pops out!" he gestured to his overdue stomach, onto which Corey immediately settled a warm palm, sighing with understanding.

Their little one gave a harsh kick in response to his father's touch and Jaxson sharply harked out a breath when the firm movement drove the air out of his lungs.

"Oh, fuck."

Corey's brow furrowed as Jaxson gritted his teeth against the pain, trying his best to suck in deep breaths just like he learned in the birthing class they attended together.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck.’

Jax?" the Alpha worriedly interjected, lowering Theon and Echo onto the couch cushions beside them so that he could use both hands to slide Jaxson fully into his lap and cup his face instead.

"Jax, what hurts? Are you alright?"

It took a few more moments for Jaxson to gather enough strength to speak through the pain while Theon and Echo watched on with little, worried expressions of their own.

"Is daddy sick?" Echo's petite voice muttered and Jaxson tried his best to smile at him around Corey's hold.

"No, sweetie, I'm not sick," he breathed, pausing once again to wince once a particularly sharp pain over came him. "I'm fine, I'm okay."

"Gift, are you sure?" Jaxson’s nervous noggin of an Alpha continued to press, calloused thumbs brushing against his flushed cheeks. "I can link Benji right now if..."

"I'm okay, really," Jaxson reassured, breathing a sigh of relief once the pain finally trickled away into a dull ache.

Eager to change the subject from 'dad is a damsel in distress' he plastered on a smile and turned to Echo, leaning over to grab the chubby toddler and settling him gently into his lap.

Or, as much into his lap as his gigantic stomach would allow.

"Hey, how about you tell papa about some of the other fun things that we did today."

With one last worried glance, Corey's lips ghosted upward into the faintest smile as he leaned over, resting his cheek atop his husband’s head and ushering Theon back onto his free thigh.

Echo squealed, leaning his own cheek onto Jaxson’s baby bump so that he could also look right up at his Papa as he spoke.

"Daddy maded a fort and then we saw movies," he started and Jaxson smiled down at him, bending over to blow a raspberry onto his cheek. "And then we planteded carrots in the garden and... and Papa. I even picked a million tomatoes," he declared with glee, to which Corey chuckled.

"You are such an amazing gardener, pumpkin. I mean wow, a million tomatoes?" he indulged, to which Echo nodded, his red hair flying around everywhere on my belly.

"Maybe even a bajillion."

"No, a trillimillion," Theon interjected, snuggling comfortably into both Corey's chest and his neck pillow.

"We are going to be eating nothing but tomato sauce for the rest of our lives, in that case," Jaxson joked, following Theon's lead and leaning back into his husband's firm hold.

Tilting his head up, Jaxson pressed a kiss to Corey’s jaw.

"And how was your day? Any new news on Cave Sands?" he asked, trying to sound more nonchalant than he truly felt about the situation.

Even though Jaxson was relieved from Beta duties during this stupid mandated bed rest, he couldn't help his desire to know if there were any updates about the feral pack who had made a point to test their Pack Territory Boundaries more than a few times over the past few months.

Dipping his head, Corey took the opportunity to briefly capture Jaxson’s lips, to which Theon breathed a quiet ‘eww..’

"My day is much better now that I am here with my boys," he began, squeezing all of them once more.

Then, his voice lowered by a fraction.

"Alpha Sephtis' men are still trying our borders. No one has made an effort to step a single foot past them though, which makes us think that it is likely some kind of territorial threat display."

Jaxson sighed, holding my tongue since our little ones were still well within earshot.

We would have to finish the details of this conversation later.

"I don't understand what he wants. Their Pack is a two-day's run away, why come so far just to target us for some stupid fuckin' shock-and-awe campaign?"

Corey shook his head, bouncing a sleepy Theon on his thigh when his eyes began to droop.

"Feral Packs are nearly impossible to understand from our point of view, sweetheart. In many cases, they have been so far removed from modern Pack life that their DNA has evolved into what some consider an entirely different species. Therefore, the best that we can do right now is stay vigilant with patrols and remain alert at all times."

Jaxson sneered, a flicker of anger igniting in his chest as he gazed down at the two tiny toddlers who owned every single corner of his heart.

"If he dares attack us, I will kill him," Jaxson whispered, fingertips dusting over the dense smattering of freckles that decorated Echo's adorable, pudgy face.

A muted, "Mmm," and a swift trickling of thick fingertips along my spine were the only indication that Corey gave to show that he'd heard me.

But through it, as Our Bond flared to life, Jaxson instantly knew that Corey felt exactly the same way.

"Daddy?" Echo piped up then, expression twisted up in confusion as he stared down at Corey's left thigh, on which they both sat.

"What's up, sweet pea?" Jaxson asked, rubbing his back in a similar manner to which Corey still did with Jaxson.

Echo looked up at his father then, tilting his head.

"Why Papa's leg wet?"

Jaxson’s eyes widened, hands flying down to pat at the thick fabric of Corey's tactical pants.

And, lo and behold, just as Echo noticed, the spot was sopping, dripping with what could only be...

‘How the fuck did we not notice this before?’

Better yet, how did Jaxson not feel it?

Wild eyes snapping up to capture those of his husband, Jaxson sputtered, seeking comfort.

"Corey. I... I think..." Jaxson closed his eyes, wrangling in his rapidly beating heart with a few, deep breaths. "I think my water just broke."

The Alpha, who was currently in charge of a pack of hundreds of wolves, the husband who had already been through a similarly stressful birth process before with Echo's premature delivery, could only blink blankly as his brain flopped around uselessly in his skull.

"Right now?"

"Right now."

"Our baby?" Corey breathed.

"Yes, Alpha. Our baby." Jaxson repeated once more, waiting patiently for it all to click.

And then, it did.

Everything was a flurry of motion as Corey stood up with Jaxson in his arms at once, eyes glazing over as he used the Pack Link to alert everyone that it was time.

Then, the world flickered as suddenly, a contraction hit Jaxson like lightning, tearing through his gut like a molten knife.

"Oh, fuck," he hollered, hands coming down to press against his protruding stomach as if pressure could halt the pain. "I forgot how totally not good this shit feels."

"I know sweetheart, I am going to get you to the infirmary as soon as I can, I promise," Corey bumbled, bending over to grab the baby go-bag that had been stashed near the front door for weeks now in preparation for this moment.

"What about Theon and Ecko?" Jaxson screamed out through another contraction, gritting his teeth hard enough to turn them to dust.

‘Breathe, breathe, breathe.’

"I'm here," a new voice interjected and out of the corner of Jaxson’s vision, he witnessed one of their wonderful Pack Omegas, Leonie, burst through the front door.

"Alpha, leave Echo and Theon to me. Please take Beta Jaxson to the infirmary immediately, Dr Benji is already waiting there for you."

"Thank you, Leonie," Corey praised and then they were out the door and flying.

Their home was separate from the Crescent Falls Pack House itself, a nice, medium-sized cottage closer to the forest that allowed us a bit of an escape from the constant chaos of leadership.

But despite the fact that there was typically a nice, two to three-minute walk between the two, judging by the way the wind whipped around them like severed ribbons, Corey was planning to cut that time into quarters.

"Corey, get this thing out of me," Jaxson hollered, biting into Corey’s pec since it was the only thing that he could think to do.

Corey grunted but otherwise didn't complain.

Smart man.

"I know it hurts, baby. I'm so sorry. We are almost there, I promise."

"Oh Goddess, I can't."

Jaxson was pretty sure that his next scream, closely followed by a raw sob, was loud enough to scare an entire flock of birds from the trees.

"You are never nutting in me ever again, Corey Cahill. I swear, I will never forgive you if you do this to me again."

Corey's lip twitched and Jaxson could almost see the memory that shot across his mind when remnants of it trickled through their Bond, Jaxson, face-down, ass-up and spread across their bed as he begged him to breed him within an inch of his life.

It was a particularly weak moment in the Beta’s existence, he'll admit.

But regardless, the fact that Corey possessed the innate ability to regularly turn Jaxson into a essence-hungry monster was still one-hundred percent his fault nonetheless.

Sooner than later, after braving more than a few more debilitating contractions that rendered Jaxson a floppy, rattled shell of a human being, he was finally deposited into an infirmary bed.

And Pack Doctor Benji, having used one of the multiple portals that his tiny Fae brother, Daffodil had created for them to quickly move between their and Alpha Oasis' Amador’s Pack, immediately jumped into action.

Meanwhile, Corey hovered by Jaxson’s side, pressing kisses all over his face and smoothing his hair back as he whispered all types of bullshit about how amazing, beautiful and wonderful he is.

Jaxson bets Corey would change his tune later though, when he told him that these juicy ass cheeks were officially closed for business, never to be opened up for his viewing pleasure again until the end of fucking time.

"Corey, I seriously can't do this shit. It hurts," Jaxson begged, vocal cords shredding with the force of his misery as Benji pushed the medication that would allow him to stay in human form for the birth, given the fact that he was nearly two weeks overdue.

"You have the baby, I don't want to do it anymore."

Large hands encapsulated both of his and Corey's brow creased, tears accumulating into globs of moisture along his lower lash line.

"Goddess, sweetheart... I am so sorry. You're almost there thoug, and before you know it, we will get to meet the latest addition to our family." he soothed, pressing a kiss to my knuckles. "You are the strongest man I have ever met. You can do this, my Gift," his voice was wobbly, as if he couldn't stand to watch Jaxson in such a state. "And next time, I will have our pup if that is what you need."

Somewhere deep down Jaxson knew that his words were impossible, that he was an Alpha and therefore, he would never possess the necessary physiology to carry a child.

But to Jaxson’s pain-riddled brain, nothing sounded better right now.

"You'll really have our next baby for me?" Jaxson slurred with a happy tilt in his voice, breathing heavily as his body succumbed to the delirious aftershocks that such intense pain carried in its wake. "That sounds good. Yeah, that sounds so good."

Corey kissed Jaxson’s knuckles again and he sobbed a little as his womb spasmed once more.

"Of course, my love. I will do anything for you," Corey whispered, the words unspeakably sincere.

"Okay," Jaxson whispered through a wince. "Okay, then. I can do this one last time."

And for the second time since Jaxson had met him, Corey's lips tilted upward into a true, blinding smile.

"Yes, my Gift. Yes, you can."

The rest could be described as nothing other than a blur.

There were definitely a few more times along the way that Corey had to reassure Jaxson all over again and he nearly ripped his Husband’s fingers from their Goddess-damned sockets when Dr Benji finally ordered him to push....

But through it all, nothing compared to the moment that Jaxson heard that very first cry, the moment that he was handed a bundle of scrunched-up baby or the moment that Corey held his husband tight and they gazed down at their perfect little creation, born only of their love.

"He looks like a naked mole rat," Jaxson sounded as he sobbed with euphoria, bending his neck to press a trill-million kisses to every inch of his newborn son's skin he could possibly reach.

"Only the cutest naked mole rat to ever live," Corey whispered back, voice hitching when their little one wrapped his tiny palm around one of his Papa's giant fingers.

"I want another one already," Jaxson sniffled, glancing up at his Alpha. "A girl next time?"

Corey only chuckled, shaking his head at all of Jaxson’s rampant indecisiveness today.

"Whatever it is that you desire, my love, you shall have. Your will is my want. Always and forever."

"What a fuckin' simp," Jaxson teased.

Then, eyes watering, Jaxson leaned up and kissed his Alpha husband silly

It took a few hours and a nice, long nap before they gave Leonie the green light to bring Echo and Theon to meet their new baby brother.

They both toddled across the infirmary threshold with a sweet cry of excitement, and before Jaxson knew it he was sobbing all over again, waving them over.

Corey lifted both of their boys up and onto the foot of Jaxson’s infirmary bed so they could easily crawl over and take their first peek and jaxson immediately pulled them in close so that they could get a really good look at the newest member of their family.

"Daddy peed out a baby," Echo exclaimed, shaking with excitement as he reached out a chubby finger to gently poke his little brother's rosy cheek.

"No, Daddy pooped out the baby," Theon countered and Jaxson couldn't help the laughter that bubbled from his chest at their adorable argument.

"Shh, my mini menaces. We don't want to wake him up," Jaxson whispered, to which they both nodded exuberantly.

Corey leaned over in his chair which was situated at Jaxson’s bedside, ruffling both Theon's black hair and Echo's red tendrils with either hand.

"Alright. You two are both big brothers now, so we have to make sure to take really good care of Daddy while he heals, as well as our new baby as he grows, right?"

"Yes, papa," Echo grinned, revealing his baby teeth. "I grow Daddy lots of carrots in my garden and if he eat them he will feel all better."

"Yeah and I have such big muscles so I can protect them all the time," Theon nodded resolutely, flashing both of us his mini biceps.

Immense pride shone behind Corey's eyes at his son's selfless display of devotion to their little family.

"Would you all like to know what he's called?" Jaxson asked, to which both of our boys perked up, nodding once more.

Shifting their sleeping newborn down further in his arms, Jaxson ensured that they had a good view while he told them the name he and Corey had finally settled on soon after his birth.

"His name is Nuri. Nuri Cahill."

"Wow. So pretty, daddy," Echo clapped, mouth stretched into a little 'Oh' as he stared down at his little brother with newfound adoration.

"I like my little brother," Theon whispered, leaning over to press a supremely delicate kiss Nuri's cheek. "When can we play with him? Does he like to build blocks?"

"Oh... I love all of you..." Corey suddenly interjected in a whisper, almond eyes momentarily flickering between all of them. "So much."

"We love you too, Papa," Echo and Theon giggled and Jaxson met his husband's watery gaze with a soft smile of his own.

"Always and forever," Jaxson promised, sending a shimmering shard of adoration directly through our bond.

Then, as they lay there in that infirmary bed, together and happy, Jaxson held all three of their lovely children tighter and tighter until his heart throbbed in time with their own.

And that was their life now.

Living in a wonderful place, dreaming wonderful dreams and loving one another through every wonderful moment of it.

It may have taken years for Jaxson to get here.

And yes, he still cries sometimes when life turns grey.

And sure, he still splits his gut with laughter so loud that it vibrates the heavens whenever curveballs are thrown in their path.

But through it all, whenever he walks outside and breathe in the fresh air of early morning, he has fallen into the habit of sending up a tiny prayer, an exclamation of thanks for the gift of never having to face this turbulent life on his own ever again.

Because always and forever, he has them.

Always and forever, Jaxson has a true family that he can call his own.

And, as two black butterflies fluttered, dipping and swaying behind the window pane of the infirmary room, there were no more apologies to be made.

Now, there was only gratitude.

Only sunshine.

Only living.

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whentherewerebicycles · 2 years ago

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weight talk under the cut

I got really out of my food and exercise routines during the months of the job hunt + big move + adjusting to new bleh work stuff (understandable) and my weight swung up quite a bit higher than it’s been in a while. but I did a pretty focused reset of my eating habits maybe six-ish weeks ago and I am starting to slowly see some of that stress weight come off. to be clear I like my body as is and while I have vague targets for where I’d like my ‘resting’ weight to be eventually I don’t diet or calorie count and I don’t stress too much about hitting certain ~milestones or whatever the way I used to in my lightly disordered eating youth. that said I think I do want to prioritize steadily and sustainably losing weight this year, for the following reasons:

health reasons (mostly my PCOS + family risk factors for diabetes and heart issues etc)

fertility reasons (moderate weight loss is supposed to increase chances)

🤰reasons (I’ve been reading about this a lot and if it’s within my control I’d like to make a concerted effort to not put on a lot more weight than I need to sustain a healthy pregnancy, especially since PCOS makes it really difficult for me to lose excess weight once I’ve put it on)

emotional reasons (this isn’t weight specific but: I feel a LOT better and sleep better when I’m eating well and getting a good amount of exercise. since I will have to go off most/all of my meds if I get pregnant I want to make sure I’m doing everything I can to take care of myself in other ways!)

I don’t know how long the IUIs will take, but I have budgeted for up to 6 cycles and I think I’d like to focus my food/exercise habit-building plans on a 3-6 month timeline. gonna return to this later today to do some more journaling and planning I think! but for now I want to stop & recognize that I’ve made huge progress towards the goals I set back in the spring 2020, when I realized I needed to change everything about my relationship to food/exercise. I eat SO many more kinds of vegetables than I used to and have learned to prepare healthy delicious meals. I’ve virtually eliminated processed foods + refined carbs and sugars from my everyday diet and have figured out ways to make that feel positive rather than restrictive or punitive. I’m curious about food and interested in new foods in a way I never was before like, age 27 lol. and I’ve experienced a couple stress-related setbacks (where I relapse into old eating habits) and been able to gently reset/get myself back on track. I consistently get 5-7 hours of moderate intensity exercise every week and I’m going to work on gradually building up to an additional 2-4 hours of higher intensity exercise at the gym each week. and while the scale isn’t everything, I’ve lost between 25-30 lbs (it’s fluctuated a bit with stress) in a little under 3 years. which probably isn’t as much as I could lose with crash dieting or whatever but my goal isn’t to lose fast but to lose sustainably in a way that gradually lowers my ‘resting’ weight aka the weight my body seems to kinda settle into. that feels really good to me!!! an average of 10 lbs per year seems doable and sane and not punishing.

it doesn’t make a ton of sense to set weight loss goals given the uncertainty of babymaking lol but if it does take me a while, I’d love to try to use careful food management + more exercise to slowly shed 5-7 lbs in the next six months, just to get myself comfortably into the 160s. the periods in my life where I’ve been the most physically fit my resting weight was between 145-150 and that 150 range has always felt like a good weight on my frame. soooo just gotta keep doing what I’m doing! working on building those good habits! tuning out the noise of weight loss pressure etc! focusing on what feels good for my body and self!

#i think what’s nice about long-term things like this is just like #it helps you see that you can change your life #it just unfolds over a longer timeline than I might like but #slow and steady etc

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krunchylegs · 2 months ago

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more yap 💔

i think i want to do a fast on the weekend, a 48hour fast spanning over the weekend, if my dad cooks then ill have to do OMAD to avoid being suspicious (cant not eat bc theres already an underweight person in the household 😓) she doesnt have an ed, maybe ed behaviors but not in the way thats intentional, i think its more of a sensory thing or something like that.

im not sure bc she doesnt talk abt it but she wants to gain weight and muscle and go to the gym last time i checked, so idk why she aint tryna get her protein in. she just forgets to eat..

but anyways after the fast ill do omad with tomato soup for 2 days lol and then ill go back to eating 800 cals (limit not goal) bc i tried 700 limit and i think that was too low for me bc it made me obsess over food more. im still leaning into it, tbh im lucky tho bc when i first started tracking calories i usually hit 1500, but its still hard lowering calorific intake 😓esp when ur used to just eating when ur hungry, now its hard to not eat when im not even hungry??? like that doesnt make sense, and then i feel full and gross but its not even like a binge type of thing, and honestly ive misused the word binge a few times on my blog which im tryna stop doing bc i feel like its not an honest depiction of whats going on, anyways why does protein powder lowkey have so many calories like wdym 30g is 117cals, like what the fuck am i supposed to add that to, and then its like fat free greek yogurt! but if i dont add peanut butter it taste so sad, but then its like way more cals than i thought it would be + the volume isnt even that much..

at least i get to make my own lunch and breakfast, idk if i should start skipping breakfast again but after eating an apple for breakfast for a few days, u get used to having that extra bit of energy, honestly i think thats why i keep eating actually, i keep trying to keep my blood sugar up or something, istg why cant my body be smart and energize itself from the literal stored energy?? like ermmm thats what its there for??

anyways my food for tomorrow

breakfast+lunch(bc im not bothered to separate the cals i calculated for my lunchbox that also holds my breakfast) - 555 (oh em gee angale numbar 🥰)

falafel things - 220 i think

and if i eat outside of this itll be my dads chicken stew that he made, which was actually nice, it tasted healthy? it had vegetables in it, which like why dont i eat vegetables that often? i should buy frozen broccoli, i actually love broccoli sm its so underrated. not sure how to estimate it but if i eat any itll be a small portion, i dont think itll be too high cal, since the ingredients were pretty clean looking and its only stew, most of it is vegetables

anyways goodnight im so tired

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40sandfabulousaf · 4 months ago

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大家好! The last time I stepped into a fastfood joint was 4 July 2023; it's been over a year now. How does life without burgers and pizza feel? 1 word: amazing. If these are foods you don't often eat, once you have some, the lethargy hits you like a ton of bricks almost immediately after the meal. I have no energy, I wanna sleep and I don't like wasting time like this. On the flip side, neither am I keen to obsess about macros. I'm already 47 and half of 2024 is over. There's so much more to life than tracking everything I'm putting into my mouth.

Which is why a moderately healthy life works for me. The priority is vegetables followed by protein, some carbohydrates and some fruit and nuts. The second priority is variety so as to derive maximum nourishment. Exercise-wise, I don't focus on gains, instead, I work on mobility, agility and balance on top of strength. There's much more flexibility - 1. I can eat noodles, rice, congee and potatoes, 2. Meals aren't restricted to salads, broccoli or cauliflower, chicken breast and protein shakes and 3. There's no need to spend hours at the gym.

People talk about the middle age spread and it's what I'm going through. I'll probably not wear US sizes 00 - 0 again and hover between sizes 4 - 6 but it's nothing to cry about. You probably wouldn't either if you don't go to bed hungry because you eat all the vegetables that you want and you're not foregoing delicious carbs. You're able to dance, jump, squat and run like someone in their 20s and you're as efficient at work as the younger generation. What's not to love about a life like that?

Another secret is, we don't follow 'studies' by 'experts' in the US. At all. If studies are funded by organisations specialising in unhealthy food, that's a red flag, period. We also don't follow 'wellness experts' nor 'fitness experts'. Do you have any idea how bad too much protein is for your heart and other internal organs? Do you have any idea how hungry muscle gains make you and how much you tend to overeat? Yeah, cardio works because this exercise leans you out, doesn't overly increase your appetite and it raises your body temperature to the point that you still sweat hours after your workout. Mrs T and KY were shocked during our catch up that every movement makes me perspire.

So many people wonder how Asians maintain our weight but in this region, it's no secret at all. Younger generations struggle to be lean, just like Americans do. If you examine the kind of exercise people prioritise over the decades, you can see a pattern emerging. The quest for gains isn't sustainable for many of us. And it makes us super hungry. Plus, do you wanna spend the rest of your life tracking macros? I don't. I just wanna eat delicious food that is also good for me.

So yeah guys, this is how family, friends and I remain a healthy weight. To us, there are no fad diets, no fad lifestyles. We eat well, live well and are very active. Hey, it beats having to track anything at all. 下次见!

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megan-loves-surveys · 5 months ago

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#39.

Your Life

name: Megan. sex: Female. occupation: Admin assistant. favorite people: My boyfriend, my Mum & Dad, my friends, Jon Moxley xD favorite place to be: NYC. favorite color(s): Purple, green, blue. three main interests: Wrestling, video games & music. your house is: Two stories, part of a complex of 21 with a gate, two bedrooms, right at the end of the complex. describe yourself in four words: Talkative, funny, kind, bubbly. best sex: Uh... any with my boyfriend? Haha xD

Rewind

most memorable memory: Oh, so many! worst memory: Getting hit by a car. favorite word of all time: Mox xD first best friend ever: Anna. first sex: I was 14.

Love?

love is: Great. are you in love: Yes. love or lust?: Love. when love hurts, you: Get upset but then work it out. true or false: all you need is love: False, it's great but you need more than just that.

Preferred Sex

turn ons: Good sense of humour, likes wrestling, likes to go out and have fun, has a car, dark haired, tall, nice ass, nice muscly arms and shoulders, goes to the gym. your parent's opinion on your bf/gf matter to you?: Not particularly, but my parents love my boyfriend, so that's nice. the sweetest thing a member of the preferred sex can do for you?: Surprise me with something small they know I'll like. tall or short: Tall! I'm short, so most guys are taller than me xD looks or smarts: Both. are you the type of person to HOLLA and ask for numbers?: LOL no.

Picky Picky

best pets: Cat for sure. short or long hair: Depends on who it is - for myself, longer hair. sunshine or rain: Sunshine. ink or piercings: On myself, neither. On other people, I like a few tattoos. hugs or kisses: Both. favorite drink: Water or Starbucks frappe. snail mail or e-mails: Email. playstation or nintendo: Nintendo. car or skateboard: Car. sing or dance: Both.

More About YOU!

if you were a crayon, what colors would you be?: Purple. ever OD'd?: No. what's the next CD you are going to buy?: I don't buy CDs anymore. what's the last drug you took?: None. what's the best advice ever given to you?: Always have fun, but be careful. what's the stupidest thing you have ever done?: Don't even ask. how many kids do you want to have?: None. plan on getting married?: No. what are you most scared of?: Spiders. how many TV's do you have in your house?: Two. The one in my room is broken though, I'm getting a new one for my birthday xD vegan, veggie or carnivore: I eat both vegetables and meat lol. who do you dream about?: Lots of people. who do you tell your dreams to?: Depends. your boyfriend/girlfriend is: He's great and I love him. your parents are: Amazing. your body type is: Slim, mostly. eyes: Green. skin color: White. in school: No. prejudices: None that I know of lol. pet peeves: Migraines, slow internet, cold rainy weather, hypocrites, when I can't fall asleep etc.

10 bands and singers you've been listening a lot to lately: 1) Madison Beer 2) Blue 3) Ayumi Hamasaki 4) Five 5) Girls Aloud 6) Namie Amuro 7) Taylor Swift 8) NewJeans 9) Spice Girls 10) Charli XCX

09 things you look forward to: 1) Weekly wrestling 2) Eating out 3) Hanging with my boyfriend 4) Traveling 5) Weekends 6) Going to the gym... most of the time lol 7) Getting paid xD 8) Buying Converse 9) Watching anything Jon Moxley does

8 things you like to wear: 1) Converse 2) Yoga pants 3) Wrestling shirts 4) My Mox hoodie 5) Short shorts 6) Tank tops 7) Flip flops 8) Push up bras xD

07 things that annoy you: 1) Migraines 2) Slow internet 3) Cold rainy weather 4) Hypocrites 5) Not being able to fall asleep 6) Idiots at work who don't understand that things can't be done immediately and take time 7) When I get stuck on a video game and can't keep playing it

06 things you say most days: 1) Haha 2) LOL 3) Hello, you've reached [name of company I work for], my name is Megan, how I can help? 4) Mox's name lol 5) Yay 6) Sure

05 things you do everyday: 1) Listen to music 2) Watch YouTube videos 3) Watch wrestling of some kind 4) Play Pokemon Go & Sleep on my phone 5) Waste time online

04 people you want to spend more time with: 1) My boyfriend, always 2) Ngawari 3) David 4) All my other friends

03 movies you could watch over and over again: 1) None, I'm not a movie person

02 of your favorite songs at the moment: 1) Angelina Mango - La Noia 2) Clea - Stuck In The Middle

01 person you could spend the rest of your life with: 1) My boyfriend

ABOUT YOURSELF name: Megan gender: Female height: 5'3" haircolor: Blue & purple eyecolor: Green location: NZ fears: Spiders, clowns, ladders, deep water

HAVE YOU EVER peed your pants: Not that I know of lol cheated on someone: Yes fallen off the bed: Yes fallen for a relative: No lol had plastic surgery: No failed a grade: Yes had your heart broken: Yes done something you regret: Only small things

CURRENTLY wearin: Black yoga pants and a Seth Rollins sweatshirt listenin to: Nothing chewin: Nothing feelin: Tired readin: Nothing in particular located: In my room chattin with: Nobody watchin: Nothing

DO YOU brush your teeth: Twice a day like anybody: Of course have any piercings: No drive: I only have my learner's believe in santa claus: No ever get off the computer: Yes lmao

LAST PERSON YOU… hugged: My boyfriend gave e-props: ??? IMed: Ngawari talked to on the phone: Someone at work yelled at: This guy on the phone at work, he was bugging me about his case and he wouldn't stop going on and on so I actually had to yell to get his attention cos he wouldn't STFU xD fell in love with: My boyfriend tripped: Nobody

PERSONAL what was the worst day of your life: Day I got hit by a car what is your most embarrassing story: Prob when I knocked over the light at the Warrior Wrestling show lmfao do you have a boyfriend: Yes if you had an extra set of eyes where would you put them: On the back of my head what you usually think about before going to bed: Depends

FAVORITE movie: None song of the moment: Angelina Mango - La Noia group of the moment: Blue store: Converse outlet store relative: Mum & Dad sport: Wrestling vacation spot: NYC ice cream flavor: Cookies & cream fruit: Banana candy: Gummies holiday: Christmas day of the week: Saturday color: Purple magazine: None name for a girl: Cheryl name for a boy: Nathaniel aka Nate

DO YOU like giving hugs: Yes like walking in the rain: No sleep with or without clothes on: With prefer black or blue pens: Black dress up on halloween: No have a job: Yes like to travel: Love it! sleep on your side, tummy, or back: Back want to marry: No have a goldfish: No have stuffed animals: Too many lol

ARE YOU single or taken: Taken simple or complicated: Both law or anarchy: Law mtv or bet: Neither 7th heaven or dawsons creek: Neither sugar or salt: Salt silver or gold: Silver tongue or belly button ring: Neither chocolate or flowerz: Chocolate color or black-white photos: Colour m&ms or skittles: M&Ms rap or rock: Rock stay late or sleep in: Stay up late tv or radio: TV hot or cold: Hot taller members of the opposite sex or shorter: Taller sun or moon: Moon diamond or ruby: Ruby left or right: Left 10 acquaintances or one best friend: One BFF kids or no kids: No kids cat or dog: Cat half empty or half full: Half full mustard or ketchup: Ketchup but I love mustard too newspaper or magazine: Magazine spring or fall: Spring give or receive: Both rain or snow: Neither a year of hot sex or a lifetime of friendship: Friendship happy or sad: Happy wonder or amazement: Amazement mcdonalds or burger king: McD's mexican or italian food: Italian lights on or off: Depends... duct tape or scotch tape: Duct tape candy or soda: Candy a house in da woods or city: City Converse or DC: CONVERSE!!! <3

#survey #surveys #random survey #personal survey

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luesmainblog · 29 days ago

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seconded!! it isn't just about feeling better for yourself; you genuinely do look better when you wear styles that make you happy, especially to the people who like the same aesthetics. The giddiest i ever felt about my appearance in school was when i convinced my dad to dye my hair black. also, genuinely, you will look much better if you do all the boring self-care stuff that adults are harping on you for. brush and floss, wash your face, take care of your hair, get a good nights' rest(or take naps if your schedule won't let you get 8 hours in a block), and eat lots of healthy foods. you can eat junk too, just make sure you're getting lots of fruits and vegetables when they're available! and get in a decent amount of exercise when you don't have a gym class to make you do it. it's not just important because it's healthy; you LOOK better when your body is well cared-for. one big tip is, learn what kind of hair you have and look into care for specifically That type.

but also, please remember that you are a Pre-Teen. you literally do not need to be attractive; your job is to Grow and to keep yourself healthy, and learn as much as you can. as puberty hits you are going to have things that make you feel ugly, and they might honestly feel like the worst thing in the world because your brain's developing and the parts that are supposed to regular emotions might be Smaller than the parts that produce the emotions. please, please be kind to yourself, especially about things like acne or height or the shape your body takes. i wasted so much time believing my bullies that i was ugly, and i look at old pictures now and i literally just looked like a middleschooler. we ALL just looked like middleschoolers. and because i remember what that was all like... here's my biggest piece of advice. practice understanding and accepting that something can feel true, but be wrong, and something can feel wrong, but be correct. learning to recognize those moments will help you be a more rational, even person, and it's a vital skill for your mental health. and it very much does apply to You; you can feel like you're unattractive and that's something you need to fix, while in reality, you may be pretty average for your age, and looking pretty is very much not important right now.

also, a little secret.... if you get or are getting bullied? nothing they say matters. none of it. don't believe them that they're being mean because of your looks, or what you like, or how you act; they are being mean because they are mean and they see you as a valid target. all of what they say about it is just excuses. don't bother trying to Figure Out what will get them to stop, they're not going to until they get bored and every single thing you do is going to be fuel. so, yknow... screw em!! they don't matter!! there is 0 point in caring about what they say! yes, even if it's your entire class.

stay safe, stay kind, stay weird, and have fun when you can ☆

Do you have any tips for a pre teen girl, to look better or pretty if I'm unattractive??

Hey, I want to start by saying I’m very sorry you’re feeling that way! I’m sure you’re very lovely, and I hope with time, you’ll be able to see that 🩷

It might be cheesy, but I’d say focus on doing things that make you feel better, inner happiness always makes people shine! Wear an outfit that you feel good in, try a new hair style, start your day with some stretches and music you love, eat foods you enjoy, take time away social media, try a new hobby, etc!

If you need some outwardly pick me ups; get some lipgloss in cute packaging, do a face mask once a week while watching something fun, and wear sunscreen when going outside to protect your skin 🩷

I’m sorry you’re feeling down, we’re always our own harshest critics; I’m sure you’re a wonderful person and I hope you treat yourself with kindness! ♡

#advise

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pvlshd · 2 years ago

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🍍 🍊 🍒 🍐

🍍 : how comfortable is my muse in their body ? how do they feel about their height, weight, strength, and body type ? how important is being attractive to them ?

louis has never thought about his physique too much, but he has thought about death. he wonders sometimes about his own relationship with his own mortality. how will he die ? will he be murdered by some crazed fan that thinks they know him through his films or ruined a story they cherished on the page via the screen ? will it be a heart attack by way of his lifestyle: booze, recreational drugs to take the edge off, stress, high blood pressure, too much red meat and cheese. or maybe he'll die like legends, found dead one day shot in the head by a lover wronged. how will he be remembered ? as he is now, looking more or less the same but with more grey in his hair and a lot more lines on his face ? or will the image that might haunt the paramedics that come to take his body away be grotesque. a distended belly, puffed features, knobbly knees, stick-figure legs ?

he is not an energizer bunny by any means and doesn't expect to be, but he doesn't like not having the energy or the will to make his vision come out the right way, it is a dealbreaker for him. if his life is somehow sapping the juice out of his bones, he'll look at his diet, maybe try meditation, go box it out with the punching bag in his personal gym. he doesn't need to feel as strong as a marvel superhero, but strong enough for his weight class will do.

these things inform how he eats, but not always ! he does not have a sweet tooth, he grew out of that in his teens, he likes his carbs and his cheeses and his """robust""" sandwiches, vegetables are rabbit food, unless you know how to cook them into something much heartier. he eats indulgently sometimes and neglects meals at others simply because he is too preoccupied, too obsessed to remember to. he curbs his habits when it occurs to him that maybe the result of high cholesterol or high whatever, wouldn't suit the things he wants to do. it lasts for as long as he's conscious, he'll make better choices, eat conservatively, stop at four martinis, try to get on the treadmill more often. regardless, louis is often pale and gaunt. if he gets some colour, he's been florence, or milan holed up in a friend's house. he likes what he likes, but he is not a foodie per se. the food is there to sustain you, and if you have the means to have it taste good, sure, have it taste fucking good, but that's all it's for.

while being physically attractive to others isn't consciously anywhere on his list, he does have an innate need to be able to recognise himself in the mirror. he has to have the same face, remain at the same size, can't feel too much heavier than he's used to or too much lighter. he dresses for function. he wears nicer things only when there is a need to. otherwise, he'd rather be comfortable, and if other people assess the people they meet according to this, he does not care.

🍒 : how much does my muse value companionship ? do they constantly keep people around them, or do they prefer to be alone often ? do they have or desire to have many friends ? do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend ?

a lot of people know louis and louis knows a lot of people. the crew of every set he's worked on, his mentors, his peers. he has a lot of acquaintances and good loyal ones too ! they can almost, be counted as friends. but his inner-life and personal life aren't shared with them so they can't be counted as those true good friends everyone aspires to have. he is okay with that. the companionship he values are the people he calls for input. the ones from brooklyn that will rag on him, that will tell him what's bullshit and what can get by, the people he's known for decades. he likes being around them. he likes having cigars with industry heavyweights that he can actually stand, those guys hold the experiences and stories that he would imbibe through osmosis if he could, it's a source of inspiration. when he is working however, he prefers to be alone. if they are on location and the cast and crew has a day off, if he throws a party, it is something that's heavily planned, and that he is mentally prepared for. mood management is important for louis, the people around him never forget it.

🍐 : how intelligent is my muse overall ? are they smarter than the average person, or less than ? are they primarily self-taught, or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school ? are they more street smart or book smart ?

louis is well-read. he counts on his street-smarts from when he was growing up more than his traditional schooling. schools are templated, rigid. encouraging ! sure, but true problem solving happens in the real world, where the stakes are high and there's no safety net. a lot of things are either self taught or observed from the tedious hours spent with various members of the crew from film sets and applied to his own knowledge, his own poetic views, techniques, technical details to supplement and enhance art, rather than things that create obstacles or restrictions. workarounds are a challenge for innovation, not an inconvenience.

#tw body image #tw food #SLEIGHT OF HAND & TWIST OF FATE /. * STUDY

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ellcrys · 2 years ago

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fb memories man

snapshot of joanna from 14 years ago looooool

Let others know a little more about yourself. Re-post this as your name followed by "ology" IF I TAGGED YOU, PLEASE PUT THIS UP ON YOUR PAGE AS A NOTE AND TAG SOME OTHER PEOPLE! ***********FOOD-OLOGY*************** What is your salad dressing of choice? Caesar What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? Dude, are you forcing me to choose? Food you could eat for weeks and not get tired of it? Anything that’s not a vegetable What are your pizza toppings of choice? Cheese and pepperoni What do you like to put on your toast? Butter! **********TECHNOLOGY*************** How many television sets are in your house? 3 What color cell phone do you have? RED! ***************BIOLOGY****************** Are you right handed or left handed? Right Have you ever had anything removed from your body? Umm… I don’t think so… What is the last heavy item you lifted? 30 lbs. during gym (weightlifting) Have you ever been knocked unconscious? Nope :D ************BULLCRAPOLOGY************** If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die? NO! That would be so depressing... If you could change your name, what would you change it to? Destiny (My fellow Keepers know why :D) Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000? No. Are you kidding me? You’re gonna die if you do that… I like life. ************DUMBOLOGY****************** How many pairs of flip-flops do you own? Way too many to count Last time you had a run-in with the cops? Never Last person you talked to: My mom Last person you hugged? My mom **************FAVORITOLOGY**************** Season? Summer Holiday? Christmas Day of the week? Saturday Month? January ***********CURRENTOLOGY***************** Missing someone? Not at the moment Mood? Relaxed What are you listening to? Everything Burns (artist: Ben Moody ft. Anastacia) Watching? The computer screen Worrying about? Well, since I’m relaxed, nothing at the moment but once I get off, prob gonna be SATs, scheduling, and college shit ***************RANDOMOLOGY***************** First place you went this morning? Bathroom Do you smile often? I would think so QUESTIONS 1) Do you always answer your phone? Yup! Unless I’m busy or whatever and can’t get to it. 2) It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it? Someone who is clearly crazy 3) If you could change your eye color, what would it be? I love my eyes the way they are 4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? Sonic? What the heck is that? 5) Do you own a digital camera? No, but we have a family one that we share 6) Have you ever had a pet fish? Yeah, but they kind of died on me… lol 7) Favorite Christmas song? Can’t decide 8) What's on your wish list for your birthday? Nothing at the moment 9) Can you do push-ups? Are you talking actual push-ups or crappy ones? 10) Can you do a chin up? Like, one. Hahahah, I’m so weak! 11) Does the future make you more nervous or excited? Um, depends on the topic 12) Do you have any saved texts? Yeah… 13) Ever been in a car wreck? Nope and hope I won’t ever be in one 14) Do you have an accent? My friends all say I do but I dunno… 15) What is the last song to make you cry? You expect me to remember this? 16) Plans tonight? SAT crap I have to do 17) Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? No comprendo la pregunta…. 18) Name 3 things you bought in the last week. Lunch (at school), and that’s about it 19) Have you ever been given roses? lol, nope 20) Current worry? Stupid college shit, SATs, what AP courses to take next year, and school in general 21) Current hate right now? STUPID COLLEGE PLANNING!!! 22) Met someone who changed your life? All of my dearest friends have in some way changed me. LOVE YOU GUYS! <3 23) How did you bring in the New Year? I think I was sleeping… lol 24) What song represents you? I don’t think I’ve found the right one yet :D 25) Name three people who might complete this? Don’t really know. I’m doing it just because 26) What were you doing at 12 AM last night? Sleeping 27) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? My weird dream that I can’t remember 28) What did you dream of last night? Again, can’t remember 29) What’s your biggest fear? Umm… honestly, I don’t think I have one right now

#my answers are a lot more abrupt than i was expecting #guess that was the mood back then?#i was 16 and angsty loooool

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bubbledumbbinch · 3 years ago

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Thank you so much for doing my ask(>0<；)

I LOVED IT. I kinda have a thing for shy characters if you could tell. If you don't mind, can I request the same oral headcanons for Ruggie, Jamil, Jade and Rook this time? The one who look like the service tops? Thank you so much💕💕

Eek hello again! I’m so happy you enjoyed my last one!! I had fun writing it! Ty for the request again, I’m v excited for these set of characters. And, I like the shy ones too 🙈

ALSO THESE CAME OUT MORE LIKE SCENARIOS JKSDKJNDKNAK

A/N: This piece of writing is for 18+ readers only. Minors DO NOT INTERACT.

Warnings: Mild story spoilers for Episode 4 for Jamil(?) , mentions of blood for Jade, slight yandere for Rook

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!

Ruggie Bucchi x Reader

Giving

Right so, it’s no secret that Ruggie is a real giver. He does so much work for Leona and is known for being giving in his community back home! He’s too sweet!

Ruggie playfully slaps your ass as you walk through the halls of NRC, making you gasp as you look around at your surroundings, making sure nobody caught him. Taking his squeezes on your body as a hint, he leads you to a hidden corner and starts to tease you more.

Ruggie also isn’t picky on location either, willing to find a hidden place around the school, a janitor’s closet, or an empty classroom. This man will please you anytime, anywhere.

The dirty blonde would definitely feel you up in preparation, knowing what spots to linger on, letting out his signature shishishi~ as he can hear you moan or feel you shiver at his fingers.

Ruggie pushes your form onto the door lightly, giggling at the way it rattled from the pressure.

Pulling your pants down, the smell of your sweat from throughout the day, permeates his senses making his cock and ears twitch. It’s a dirty pleasure~

I can also imagine him saying “THANK YOU FOR THIS MEAL” before going down on you

Ruggie is aggressively trying to make you cum, he’s rough yet so good with his tongue, keen on hearing those sharp noises from your mouth.

When you get close, you put your hands on his head, rubbing his ears and giving him so many praises. He feels his cock twitch in his pants as he starts sucking on your clit with more fervor than before - making you squirt on his face

The beastman laps up at your juices as you ride out your high, eating up the flavors and the noises coming from you~

“Shishishi~ Y/N, you couldn’t help those lewd noises from coming out hm?” Ruggie teases, as he helps you put your pants back on. “Careful though, next time, I don’t want to risk having anybody else but me hearing those noises, okay~?”

Receiving

You and Ruggie are in his bedroom back at Savanaclaw, after a tiring day of him running errands for Leona. You praise him for his efforts and offer to suck him off to reward him for being such a good helper!

Ruggie is not used to someone offering to service HIM instead of the other way around, so don’t tease him for looking so shocked!

He blushes, asking if you’re sure you really want to. Internally there is some doubt as if he doesn’t know if you really meant it or if you were just joking.

Once he realizes you’re serious, he eagerly strips down to his boxers, letting the tent in his pants be all the more obvious.

You wanted to service the hardworking hyena boy as much as possible, stroking him through the cloth of his undergarments until you could see a dark spot on the briefs where the tip of his dick was.

Suddenly, you felt your hands moving on their own. You looked up as Ruggie was controlling your hands, making you pull his underwear off, as he couldn’t take anymore messing around.

Eventually he lets control of you go, and he lets you bring his cock into your waiting mouth. He closes his eyes and lays into his pillow, groaning immediately.

After working his length in your mouth, he uses his hands to pull at your hair, his tail now wagging violently under him.

It doesn’t take long before he already starts to twitch in your mouth. As he gets closer, he asks to cum on your body, preferably on your chest

Ruggie lets out hot frequent pants as he releases, his ears twitching in delight as he paints your naked chest with his cum

He isn’t satisfied with one time, he is greedy and wants you to make him cum at least twice!

“Haanh- wow..! It felt so good, Y/N...” the blonde panted. He stroked himself back to hardness as he looked at his seed that served as art on your body. “Here, open your mouth, c-can you do it again for me? Please?”

Jamil Viper x Reader

Giving

Jamil has also been a giver for most if not all of his life. As we’ve come to find out, he isn’t extremely happy about being a giver and in turn putting himself and his desires after.

However, when it comes to you, Jamil wants to give you so much, at least as much as he can within his power. Nobody has cared this much about him romantically to a point where he can feel like he can be himself.

Jamil convinced to teach you how to make one of your favorite dishes of his in Scarabia’s kitchen, his hands grazing over yours as he stands behind you, fingers lingering over places all over your body, his touches ghosting over your ass. You hadn’t even gotten to the actual “cooking” part, only gathering the necessary ingredients and starting to cut vegetables.

Jamil’s offer to pleasure you with his mouth comes from him as he stands behind your smaller form, whispering in your ear about how he would love to taste you, making you whimper at the sound of his voice combined with his lewd words. You find yourself grinding onto Jamil, hearing a hiss leave his mouth.

After finding a clean table in the kitchen to set you on top of, Jamil makes sure to lock the door to the kitchen and make sure the coast is clear before he stalks back to your form with a mischievous glint in his eye, promptly pulling your pants down and licks up your clothed pussy.

Jamil moves the cloth to the side and skillfully uses his tongue to lick up and down your cunt, then directing his attention to flicking his tongue on your clit.

Jamil’s so good at this you have to wonder how many time’s he’s done it before, but a particularly hard suck at your clit is bringing your full attention back to him.

Jamil also knows how to use his hands, bringing his calloused fingertips from basketball practice and putting them to use on your nipples.

Maintaining eye contact with his dark eyes, Jamil works you up gradually to a slow but intense climax. He holds onto your legs as you squirm in front of him. You’re struggling to find something on the smooth table to grip onto so you bring your fingers to his head, feeling his smooth black locks in your grasp.

Only moans and slurping sounds can only be heard in the kitchen as you try to keep yourself silent. “Y/N...” Jamil’s liquid honey voice calls to you. “Let me hear those beautiful sounds you’re making, my jewel. Let me hear you scream out my name as you cum..!” was all you heard before losing yourself to the pleasure once again.

Receiving

Jamil was coming by to visit you at Ramshackle dorm after basketball practice. The way his tan skin glistened with sweat never escaped you, and your gaze trailed from his eyes, to his arms, down to his gym pants. His sweat seeped through his clothes and created multiple dark spots.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, Jamil was perceptive and smirked once he noticed where your gaze was at the moment, blush coating his cheek as he chuckled. He would never push you however to do anything sexual, if you didn’t want to.

Like Ruggie, Jamil would be a bit shocked about you offering to give him a blowjob. He knew you were bold but... the fact you were offering it to him and knowing who he was, what he’s done, and you still forgave him... Jamil is absolutely shocked but he feels a certain emotion that makes his heart feel warm.

He lets you take the lead as you both lay in bed, kissing him gently while stroking him through his pants. Every grunt and pant is like music to your ears.

You crawl down so your face is near his crotch, as you pull down his pants and free his member. After a few pumps and a very visible bead of precum comes to your attention, you stare into his eyes as you take him into your mouth.

Jamil releases a low sigh, as if he doesn’t want to be heard by a single soul. His expression can only be described as admiring as you bob your head up and down his cock, stroking what you can’t fit into your mouth in your dominant hands.

Jamil covers his face with his hood, cheeks visibly red and his hair splayed messily on your bed. Suddenly, he bucks his hips up when you tongue his head, causing you to moan in pleasure.

Jamil warns you of his incoming release, telling you to go faster. You answer his pleas and suck more of him and move your hand faster up and down his dick, causing him to groan loudly and release his hot cum.

You look up and see him staring down at you with piercing dark orbs, black bangs sticking to the side of his face as he’s panting heavily.

“Let me see it, my jewel. Open your mouth.” You obeyed Jamil and opened your mouth to reveal all of his cum on your tongue, allowing it to drip onto his limp cock. “Tsk, it looks you’re gonna have to clean this up now...” Jamil placed a hand on your cheek and lowered your head again, gently.

Jade Leech x Reader

Giving

Lord have mercy I’m boutta BUST

Jade notices how tired you are when you’re both working shifts in the Mostro Lounge, seeing how you stretch your back and move a bit slower than usual. He can tell you’re nearing the end of your multiple hour shift.

Once you’re both finished your shifts, Jade offers to lend you his bed to rest on. He smirks once you turn away hehe

While you rest yourself on his bed, you take off your blazer, scarf, and hat from your uniform. You close your and you hear Jade from across the room shuffling about - removing his shoes, the sounds of his clothes being placed into his closet, his steady breathing.

Jade was beautiful. 190cm of pure intimidation, yet he was always gentle and chivalrous towards you. His stunning eyes were unique and the way he smiled at you only served to send shivers through your body. Not with fear but exhilaration.

You moved your head to sniff at his pillow, inhaling his scent of light cologne and pressing your legs together under his covers. Suddenly you hear him leave the room and you take the bold liberty to remove your shirt and pants. If he finds you, you can just weasel your way into making him believe you were too hot, right?

After several minutes of imagining Jade’s presence and his scent, you nearly screamed when you felt a sudden dip in weight on the bed, opening your eyes to see Jade’s signature smile.

Once he rips off his sheets from your body, he smirks and trails his fingers lightly along your form - from your chest, your abdomen, then finally to the waistline of your panties.

Jade bites you lightly, on your plush thighs, drawing a bit of blood and licking the wounds, making you squeal.

“May I?” Jade looks into your eyes, voice as smooth as ever. After given the signal of approval, Jade removes your undergarments swiftly and gets to work on your leaking pussy, tongue changing paces on your clit.

After a few minutes, Jade eases off. “If you don’t mind, darling...” he simply mutters as he takes off his gloves and inserts his long middle finger into your hole, earning a throaty moan from you.

Jade feels his cock leaking from the actions and sounds coming from his partner - yet he only pays attention to you, focusing his energy on pleasing you.

It feels like electricity running through you as your orgasm rips through your body - you gripping onto Jade’s bedding as you still feel him on your pussy, slowing down his ministrations as you come down from your high.

“Oya oya~ what do we have here?” Jade whispers. “I could smell your arousal from the other room, darling. Have I been neglecting you?” He feigns sadness as he raises his eyebrows and licks his lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll service you soon so, please, allow me...”

Receiving

Jade was coming back to campus from one of his frequent trips to the mountains to gather some mushrooms. Some were questionable and some were edible, and Jade loved to find out which were which.

You offer to service Jade, teasingly, when he told you he was going to cook one of your favorite mushroom dishes for you with his fresh inventory.

“Oya? Don’t tease me like that, you’ll make me think you’re serious. Although, that would be nice.” He chuckled, patting your head. You huffed and started working on his pants, lowering them to reveal his still flaccid penis.

You started gently working on Jade’s length with your fingers, watching how the blood started to rush to it and make it harden. As precum leaked down his dick, you licked it from where it was on his length back up to his tip, taking him into your mouth.

Jade only offered a pleased “Hm.” as you started to move his girthy dick in and out of your mouth. You stared up to see his face, still the same expression as ever, but with a light blush across his cheeks. Were you not making him feel good..?

As if the eel merman could sense your feelings, he gave you firm praises telling you how good it feels and to keep going.

As you move faster, Jade starts meeting your pace by moving his hips to meet your mouth, chasing after his own release.

Jade makes light grunts and starts panting when he finally cums into your mouth, staring into your eyes. You swear his heterochromatic eyes glow, whether you have the lights on or not.

“Aah, darling... you were lovely.” Jade praises you and strokes your hair. “I wonder, how you’ll feel if you serviced me with your other holes...” Jade’s smile only grew as he bared his serrated teeth.

Rook Hunt x Reader

lord have mercy im boutta bust part 2

Giving

Rook Hunt is a romantic - he’s over the top, poetic, compliments you endlessly, gives you plenty of affection, what more could you want from a lover? Some may think he was too eccentric but you loved that about him.

You were in his room as he showed you his collection of photos. You knew Rook had a thing for taking candid photos of people, it was quirky and it made him unique! However, when you passed by a certain page, Rook quickly tried to take the album from you frantically.

After finally pulling it back, you open the next pages to see many photos of you from afar, close up photos of your clothed chest and photos of you in gym class, your shorts showing off your thighs shining with sweat. Around the photos were hearts on the photo covers and cute stickers.

Rook visibly grows embarrassed, furrowing his brows and looks away from you.

However, you take the opportunity to bring his chin back to face you, and plant a loving kiss onto his lips. Were you really not creeped out by him?! You already had a feeling Rook would have done something like this. In fact, the idea of him being so fixated on you only turned you on more.

“Mon amour... I’m sorry but you are so ravishing I could not resist.” Rook bites the bottom of your lip, making you gasp. He uses this opportunity to skillfully let his tongue slip into your mouth. Feeling the way his tongue moved over your tongue, you couldn’t help but whisper “I wish I could feel your tongue somewhere else, mon chasseur d’amour...”

Something inside of him awoke when you used what little knowledge of his mother tongue to speak so seductively like that. Swiftly, Rook lifted you from your position on your chair and brought you to his bed.

With your permission, he stripped you down fully naked to be able to admire your beauty. He sighed as his cock twitched in his pants at the sight of your nude form.

It feels like heaven once Rook’s mouth is kissing your lower lips. He moans into your cunt as he tastes your juices - making a show of his tongue working hard on your clit. Vibrations are sent from his throat through your body as he moans while sucking violently on your clit, making you scream in pleasure.

Yet, he doesn’t stop - after he notices you really love when he does that, he keeps going. Now, he slips a finger to your dripping pussy and uses his fingers on his other hands to play with your nipples.

The overstimulation has you screaming, panting his name and squeezing his head into your thighs. You’re cumming as a blubbering mess, only his name leaving your mouth as high pitched squeals.

“Ah, Y/N, mon amour...” Rook’s blonde locks stick to his face in a mixture of his sweat and your juices as he raises his head up. “You were amazing! I wish I could have recorded that so I could watch it over and over again... you won’t mind if I did that next time, right?”

Receiving

You and Rook hadn’t seen each other as often as you’d like, recently. Whether it was with his Science club’s activities, your assignment workload being too intense, or just misalignment of schedule free time, you felt down.

You missed your blonde lover and his affection. Therefore, you hatched a plan. You had ordered a bunny suit and ears and were waiting in his room. You admired the way your thighs and breasts looked in the suit, angled his chair towards the door, sat on it with your legs crossed, and waited.

After minutes that felt like hours, you heard his footsteps and humming from outside of his room. Opening the door, Rook stopped dead in his tracks as he caught sight of you waiting for him.

He dropped his backpack to the floor, closed the door, and practically dashed to where you were sitting, falling to his knees and kissing your pantyhose clad legs.

After a few heated kisses were exchanged from this position, you got up to lift the blonde up from the floor and push him to the chair you were just sitting in.

“Roook~ my love, I’ve missed you...” you whined, unbuckling his pesky uniform pants. “Let me service you today, mon chasseur d’amour~” he groans at the use of his self given nickname leaving your mouth.

Rook watches intently as you pull his pants down and kiss up his legs, stopping where his undergarments started. Gazing up at him with half lidded eyes, you took the fabric down with your teeth, causing him to breathe heavily and moan at the sight

You part your lips and lick his throbbing pink head, tasting the precum as you sink further down his length. Slowly, you bring your head back up only to come back down, sucking his cock eagerly.

Rook had a mirror on his wall that was, luckily, facing him so he could see the view of your back and the way your ass looked in the tight bunny suit you wore. He even fawned over the little tail that was on top.

Cupping his balls and stroking his cock with your free hand and your mouth, you could feel him twitch. Rook brought his calloused hands to entwine his fingers in your hair as he feels himself coming close to his orgasm.

Rook spits nothing but praises into your ears as he releases his seed into your mouth, listening to you gag lightly. You swallow his cum and he pulls you up high enough to kiss you, his greedy tongue tasting himself in your mouth.

“Mon amour, what a little trickster you are, no? I never expected to see you waiting for me... it’s like I got caught in your trap, oui?” Rook wiped his forehead of his sticky sheen of sweat. “My, bunny... you look like you’re in heat. Why don’t we take care of that together? I’ll help you this time...”

Anyways...

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