#limbering up

[savagegood]

welcome to the nhl bottom training camp. i mean biosteel training camp. i mean. i. i mean.

[broncoburro]

MAN OF A THOUSAND DEATHS

[corrodedcoughin]

Eddie wearing one of those candy necklaces that he just snack on from time to time. He would do that thing where you chew a bit away then use the elastic as a catapult to fling the candy pieces at someone’s head.

When he gets together with Steve it turns into Steve catching the pieces in his mouth during his work breaks. Robin is horrified (and impressed)

[tangerinequeen19]

Put the pain behind you now, you don't need it anymore

Angels Fly - Louis Tomlinson FITFWT 2023, Manchester

[frnkiebby]

stretchy bois~🎃

[cupophrogs]

I was listening to Djo and uh

Marionette Poppet upon thee

Some alt versions I liked and one without filters :]

[bluenotemagpie]

i have been here for [redacted] years on this bitch of an earth and it only just occurred to me that the reason my one shoulder is ALWAYS higher than the other when I do a body scan thing, whether for yoga or meditation, is because my fucking spine is diagnosed as Not Straight. "I can never get this knot out of my shoulder to get it to relax" that's not a knot girl that's your fucking bones

[damnedifivoodoo]

I managed to get some roll-around-on-the-floor type of stretching in for the first time in months. Idk what it is about floor time but it really just cannot be replicated

[ransomnote]

i can think of like three saw traps my hypermobile ass could get out of just fine.

[mermaidsirennikita]

the "reunited after two years of Win doing a Rocky training montage but Make It Victorian Girl in France with Kev burning her horny letters" sequence my god.

Win comes home and tells Amelia "hahaha you know after two years of Kev ignoring my letters I realized he's really not the guy for me I actually am seeing my annoying doctor" (Lisa Kleypas circa 2008: don't get with Nice Guys no no they're frauds save it for the giant angsty man who sucks on your nipples in public venues)

Amelia is all "aww yeah that's too bad well you know he just happens to be in town on this floor at this room number" while Win is like "haha well look at the time I'M GOING TO BED IMMEDIATELY"

Win sneaking out to creep to his room while wearing a cape and Kev assuming she's a sex worker he didn't order and going "well whatever I'm sad and horny all the time so we might as well"

Kev not realizing it's Win because the one good thing Doctor Nice Guy did was tell her to not wear a bra ever for medical reasons and That's Not What Proper Ladies Do so he bends her over the table and she's literally thisclose to just letting him plow her before she realizes he fucks OTHER LADIES like THAT and is all "OMG IS THIS HOW YOU TAKE YOUR WOMEN????"

him being all "WIN????" and commencing to dry hump her to near mutual orgasm while sucking on her nipples (in a less public venue) before he does the Kev Merripen Hurtling Himself Into a Wall Move (TM)

"YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME YOU WERE COMING HOME EARLY"

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

>catches a Purrloin

>game crashes

>loses my Purrloin

>falls in a big hole

>falls in a big hole

>falls in a big hole

>falls in a big—

[softquietsteadylove]

Soft and languid and spicy Thenamesh, pretty please 🥲🥲🙈🙈. You decide whether it happens in canon universe or one of your AUs. Thanks so much! ❤️❤️

Thena tried to roll over, but her rehearsals and performance had officially caught up with her. She groaned.

"Easy, Gorgeous," a familiar and soothing tone rumbled against her back. It was a little extra deep and rough from sleep, in a very sexy way.

She sighed as Gil kissed the back of her neck, letting his hands roam freely. "Good morning to you too."

"How're you feeling?" he whispered as he let his hands drift between massaging her tight, fatigued muscles to caressing her more gently. And of course making sure he could trail the sides of her breasts along the way.

"Exhausted," she sighed, although not unhappily. Between finally being done with this latest performance and what she and Gil got up to last night, she was plenty worn out.

"Good," he chuckled, kissing the back of her neck under her hair. He rolled over her more, careful not to crush her but letting just enough of his weight rest on her.

Thena groaned even more pleasantly at the solidity of him against her. "Impatient?"

"What can I say," she could hear how he was grinning as his hands slid down over her ribs to the curve of her waist, the front of him pushing against - and between - her buttocks. "I've missed my gorgeous swan."

Thena bit her lip as Gil ran his length between her legs, catching a trail of wetness there. She gripped the pillow she used to keep her shoulders from locking inward at night.

Gil continued teasing her with just the contact of his cock sliding between her lips, occasionally rubbing against her clit. He breathed roughly against the shell of her ear, "what do you say, Gorgeous?"

Thena drew in a breath through her nose as she lifted her hips slightly, "I missed you too."

Gil needed no further invitation, holding her hips and pushing into her slowly. He pushed in all the way, letting her adjust to him as his hips pushed against the plushness of her bum. He gave it a little pat, "lookin' good, as always, Miss Thena."

She rolled her eyes, still facing down/away from him. He started moving slowly and gently, mindful of the morning just starting to unfold around them.

He moved a little more, deliberately slapping their skin together as he thrust in from behind.

"Gil," she tried to admonish him and control her breathing at the same time (wasn't working).

"I like watching it ripple."

She groaned into her pillow; he said such embarrassing things so freely.

He picked a more steady pace, less about watching her ass in all its glory and more about actually making love. She did like positioning him behind her, though. It allowed her to appreciate the thickness of him more, as well as reach that sweet spot.

Thena bit into her pillow as he moved faster and more intensely. Here she thought maybe they would just fool around a little to no conclusion. But of course, her boxer didn't do things halfway; if they were going to be intimate, then she was going to finish.

Gil dragged her hips up just a little. Not enough for her knees to support her, just enough for him to be holding her up and well and truly fuck her.

"Gil!" she whined, dragging out his name on her tongue before burying her face in the pillow again. She was digging her nails into it too, her hair spilling around her. "Yes, right there!"

"Atta girl," he growled behind her, letting his hips decide their own pace now that he was more into it. "Or should I say-"

"Don't!"

"Yes, Miss Thena," he purred just for her, leaning over her bare back to do it.

She made some kind of sound in return, reminding herself of an animal in heat. She pushed her shoulders up to feel the warmth and strength of his against them. He wrapped his arm around her front to help her hold herself up.

"Fuck, sweetheart, I'm gonna-" he grit his teeth, obviously trying to hold on.

"S'okay," she gasped. She didn't mind if he came first. He always made sure she wasn't far behind. And she kind of liked the feeling on the odd time they were being more...impulsive.

He moved her hair away from her ear again, "reminds me of the locker room."

She grumbled in the back of her throat. He just loved bringing that up, especially any time they were doing things raw and bare.

He nipped at the shell of her ear, burning red at this point. He even used his teeth to pull of a cuff earring of hers they had forgotten about last night. He dropped it into the bed for the time being.

"Gil!"

"I'll find it later," he panted, drawing closer and closer. He pressed on her skin just bellow her naval, "I'm busy."

Thena squeezed her throat closed, whimpering as she felt him come first, that molten feeling of him spreading through her. In the same second Gil's calloused palm found her clit and dragged over it. "Fuck!"

He held her as she followed him, squeezing and pulsing with what little strength she had left after last night. He was careful not to drop her, lowering her down to the mattress again, turning her head so she wouldn't be face down in the pillow.

"Hm," she purred as he slipped out of her. Now she really was going to be a limp noodle all day.

"Hey," he whispered, pulling her around at her shoulders to kiss her, "love you."

She sighed against his lips, a little too blissful in the feeling of drowning in him, "I love you, too."

Gil grinned that adorable one he had that pushed the apples of his cheeks up, turning his eyes into happy little almond shapes. He kissed her again, his morning scruff against her cheek.

She whined.

"Okay, okay," he chuckled, leaning up and away from her. He did indeed find the cuff earring, tossing it in the general direction of her night stand.

Thena sighed as he replaced his warmth with the more flimsy warmth of her plush goose-feather duvet.

"You sleep a little more, Gorgeous. I'll go get us some stuff."

Like coffee, maybe some pastries, the morning-after-pill (just in case).

"And shave," she added from the bed, although she had rolled over to cuddle his pillow instead of her shoulder pillow.

"Yes, Miss Thena."

"Go!"

[ego-sum-arbor]

I love you air conditioning I love you oscillating fan

[scribbledquillz]

A conversation overheard during a brief moment of rest in the midst of the chaos overrunning the Circle at Kinloch Hold.

Zevran: Your brother is quite fortunate.

Revka: Nothing 'bout this mess is fortunate. Less you mean that he's still breathing.

Zevran: Mm, yes I suppose that is true, given the circumstances. The same might be said for anyone we come across here not turned into some terrible puppet of mutilated flesh. But that was not the meaning I intended, no.

Revka: What did you intend, then?

Zevran: That he is fortunate to have a sister such as yourself.

Revka: *scoff* 'S no shame in you, is there? Neck deep in filth and demons and you're still tossing 'round flattery.

Zevran: That is no flattery, dear Warden. Only truth.

Revka: Oh would you shut your bloody-

Zevran: Please, correct me if I am mistaken. But talented as the boy may be, it seems that if it were not for you and your heedless charge into a locked tower overrun by abominations, there would have been little hope for his survival. If the demons failed to find him, the templars and their rite surely would have.

Revka: I... Someone else might've-

Zevran: No. They would not.

[ghoulietbat]

pictures of acrobatics and stretching are great to use as references for really dynamic poses, plus they’re extremely easy to break and make more extreme for an even more fluid pose.