#no repeats exercise

[robertasgym]

18 Abs Exercises for Belly Fat Loss – No Repeats

This set of 18 abs exercises is a great way to focus on trimming belly fat while keeping things fresh. Each move is unique, so you won’t have to repeat any exercises. This not only keeps you engaged but also challenges your core in different ways, helping you work towards a stronger and more toned midsection.

With no repeats, you’re more likely to stay motivated and avoid boredom. It’s an easy way to mix things up while still making progress. Staying consistent with this variety of exercises can help you achieve your goals without the frustration of doing the same routine every time.

Ready to challenge yourself? These 18 abs exercises will work your core from all angles without getting boring. Keep going, stay positive, and remember that every bit of effort adds up. Good luck and have fun!❤️💪

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[keferon]

Isn’t Vortex a fucking torture freak tho? 👀👀👀

Yep. He is. He is a lot of things actually. The more you learn about him the more fucked up it gets

[syqy]

rafflesia - a flowering plant which emits the smell of rotting flesh to attract that which feeds on the dead

[rinbylin]

top 5 dihua moments

HELLO ohhh goddd if i really really really have to pick... I'LL TRY (in tears)

in chronological order of the episodes:

(1) “你这个人最大的弱点就是喜欢当英雄。一个剑客不该有弱点。” your greatest weakness is that you like being a hero. a swordsman should be without weaknesses. (ep 1)

i'm as in love with the entire donghai scene as much as the next person but this dialogue is particularly special to me. so it was the first one i pinned down for this list. no hesitation. :)

it's a cornerstone of dihua's relationship; the thesis of lxy/llh's and their joint narrative. it prompts the deconstruction of the staple wuxia ideas of 侠 xia and heroism - which is what i really love lhl for. and dfs being the one to deliver this incredibly crucial and significant line is 10/10. he knew lxy even better than lxy did. he is the bearer and catalyst of lhl's story, lxy/llh's story.

"your greatest weakness is that you like being a hero. a swordsman should be without weaknesses." so what does it even mean to be a hero. is it more important to be a hero than being human. and i will become human. i am human and always have been. and i have weaknesses - i cannot win against fate, i am dying. but what ever is even wrong with being weak? being human is to have weaknesses. so i guess it's no wonder for the narrative to come in a full circle with dfs coming in possession of a weakness and be trapped in it. no longer the killer of di fortress. he's just a human being.

and llh bringing this up again in ep 11 feels to me that he had been carrying these words with him over the past 10 years. bicha and the battle have transformed him physically. but i like to think that dfs's words had an important role to play in an even deeper level of change.

all it took was this one scene to sell to me that this would probably be the kind of narrative i love.

(2) reunion in the woods (ep 8)

it's just so fucking good like literally every dihua scene. who doesn't love a good post-divorce first meeting scene. there's just a lot to chew on. most of all, llh just had to keep reminding dfs how well he knew dfs. we know the moon has always been this bright, alright. AND they were threatening each other. very sexy of them.

(3) whatever the heck was going between them in cailianzhuang arc (ep 11)

truly nothing brings out old married couple + parents vibes better than an inquisitive boy accusing you two of being up to something secretive behind his back. both their guilty expressions. :3 also dfs being the first person huahua goes to when he doesn't want to be alone. huahua being exceptionally chatty around dfs and dfs has no problem entertaining him. :3 they're totally on the same wavelength without having to say anything to each other and this arc brings it out so well.

(4) 腊月二十七 donghai anniversary wedding night (ep 38)

this is the last one i came up for the list after fighting a whole war in my mind over which 5 of the 100000 beloved scenes to pick. hate being predictable but. you just HAVE to give it to it. how do you NOT pick this for a top 5. all the 10 million other top 5 dihua scenes just had to make space for the anniversary scene. :'(

if i had to be even more specific, i think the scene of them in bed most likely takes the cake for me. llh literally saved dfs's life and helped him to become the stronger person he has always wanted to be. and perhaps no other moment exhibits the complementary yin and yang nature of their powers/energies in a more illustrative and palpable way. undershirts in bed just hits different from being fully clothed and one person literally having to keep the other person alive by touch...and this time it's llh for dfs despite the whole time it's dfs who was dedicated to keep llh alive. they have no lack of scenes that exhibit how in sync they are intellectually, and this is peak physical intimacy and tenderness, added with a brush with death/mortality yeah...

(5) llh/lxy's farewell to dfs (ep 40)

playing cheat here by combining two different moments :) but they are essentially connected. llh/lxy had to leave. and since it really had to be that way, i'm glad dfs was on his mind until the very end. what more can one ask for. there is really nothing more dear and tender in the world to be thought of

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tl;dr: /blows kisses to every dihua moment

[coquelicoq]

i still can't really have a conversation in french but i can read the french dictionary and i can translate 18th-century treatises on mollusks from french. that should count for something.

[howdoyousleep3]

11. “Louder. Let me hear you.” IS SCREAMING SENATOR/INTERN

Hell yeah. ❤️‍🔥 Tags: established relationship, manhandling, anal sex, rough sex, dirty talk, hinted at exhibitionism, daddy kink Word Count: 811

Bucky feels like he’s drowning.

Each breath is a gasp, his lungs desperate for the oxygen he’s purposely depriving himself of in order to muffle his noises. The pillow he bites into does very little to assist him in this matter, yet it feels good to bite down on something, to put something in his mouth.

Always forced to be quiet, always forced to hide. Secrets, secrets, secrets.

Never out of his head entirely, always leaving one foot within the clearer parts of his mind. He can count on one hand the times he’s been able to leave his mind in full, the times he’s not anxious about the what ifs, the risks.

Always good though, always as good as he can be for Daddy. Always—

A smack on his ass, sharp and stinging, forces his eyes to water, forces his teeth to clench. He chokes on his wail, chokes down the greedy moan that forces its way up and out of his throat. His dick aches where it’s trapped against the sheets, ignored and throbbing from the friction of Steve’s thrusts.

Another slap then, smack, right atop the first one, followed by a dig of the senator’s hips. It stretches his rim out around Steve’s girth even further, as if the senator is trying to impossibly force his cock further into Bucky’s body. He can feel the older man in his throat, feels as if his ass isn’t the only hole being brutalized.

Steve lets out the noise Bucky wishes he could, the depth and emotion of it nearly rattling Bucky’s own teeth.

“I didn’t bring you all the way out here…to shove your face into a pillow and just take it.”

Steve takes a pause from riding Bucky into the mattress and leans down, blanketing himself over Bucky’s backside. And it’s as if the senator can’t help himself, as if the temptation of being inside of Bucky is too much, because even then his hips rock.

Bucky’s eyes roll easily back into his head.

Fingers slip through his hair, tugging, yanking his head back and pulling the pillow free from his teeth.“You think I brought you into my home so you could cry into my pillows?” Bucky can feel the smile on Steve’s lips press against the shell of his ear. “Don’t get me wrong—you know I love it when this dick makes you cry. But if you don’t start wakin’ up my neighbors, I’m gonna call you a fuckin’ Uber, boy.”

Bucky listens blindly, obeys in the exact manner that makes the senator’s dick hard—immediately.

His groan feels more than just a noise; it feels like a release.

He embraces the way it grates against the front of his throat, leans into the feeling of embarrassment when the desperation of the noise hits his ears. His breaths are distorted noises, pleading and ugly, ones that jolt and bounce in time with Steve’s thrusts. With the noises he lets out, Bucky almost mourns for the loss of the lewd noises of his ass being fucked, almost wishes he could hear them again even if they make his cheeks heat up and his eyes well up with tears.

But once the first moan is out of his mouth, he’s unable to stop.

And once he’s unable to stop is when the senator seems the most satisfied, his own noises hitting a more feral pitch.

Satisfied but never not greedy.

“That’s it. Louder. Let me hear you, baby.”

Always the listener, always obedient, Bucky moans. “Daddy…Daddy!” He gets a hand wrapped around the front of his throat for his troubles, for being good. He hopes Steve can feel the rasp of his groan against his palm. The senator pulls his hips back further, gives him longer strokes, digs his cock into Bucky harder.

“Yeah, there it is. Ain’t anybody here gonna get’chu in trouble for getting a senator’s dick all wet. You can be as loud as you want here.”

“Oh fuck,” Bucky pants, shouts. “The senator’s…dick. Get his dick all wet.” Bucky hiccups, whining as he reaches for one of Steve’s fingers to suck into his mouth. “Steve…Steve, it feels so good.”

Bucky’s certain he’s wailing.

“Fuck yeah, Buck. Pussy feels so goddamn good. Gotta let Daddy know you love it, gotta be loud as fuck for it.”

Bucky just repeats what he’s hearing, making noise feeling too good to question the words he’s saying. “Pussy feels…feels so good. Gotta let…oh god, gotta let Daddy know.”

Steve’s guttural groan into his neck almost feels better than letting out his own.

“Fuck, baby. You get the cops called on us and I’ll double your pay, triple it. Want the neighbors thinkin’ you’re dyin’ in here. C’mon, honey. Gimme that pussy.”

Always good, always as good as he can be for Daddy.

“Give Daddy this pussy.”

“Good fuckin’ boy…”

[mirrortouchedsea]

Dear Father… 

Nagisa goes over the plan one last time, as much of it as he can before it sets into motion. When Priest arrives, Nagisa will have to play along with whatever he says. He won’t let the disguise fool him. 

Nagisa bows his head, closes his eyes as the door clicks open and a frantic “Hiyori” steps in. Nagisa lifts his head. The real Hiyori would have certainly embraced him by now. His body aches for the touch (just ignore it for now). 

We have to leave right away! Don’t you see what Crazy:B is saying on stage?! You could be arrested, Nagisa! Of course, but he must take responsibility for his actions if that is the case. Though, his fans might be disappointed. Nagisa reaches unconsciously for “Hiyori’s” hand, only for the fake to pull away, keep his distance. Nagisa feels cold. 

I’ll take you to the car, it’s waiting outside. Please, Nagisa! Yes, Hiyori, let's go. You’ll come with me, won’t you? Of course dummy, I wouldn’t be Hiyori otherwise. “Hiyori” stomps out of the dressing room, barely looking back at Nagisa. All according to plan. 

Even as the car pulls up and “Hiyori” tries to coerce Nagisa into it, they don’t touch for even a second. The warmth will return soon. Just ignore the cold for now. 

The car door opens and the driver signals that he’s ready. Nagisa tells “Hiyori” that he knows it isn’t him. Even the most perfect of disguises could never imitate the touch of a loved one. Priest’s cold hands could never replace Hiyori’s warmth. 

From shadows you are, and to shadows you shall return, as is the way of the underworld. Though Father was a shining light, you, Priest, were nothing but a shadow, a mere imitation of the real thing, you will never be human like that, but I suppose I should thank you for letting me experience the fullness of human emotions; rage, anger, hurt, these are all a part of being human. Do not underestimate me for being who I am, I was a member of fine who slaughtered the hopes and dreams of many, building a new life from the ashes, which is more than can be said of something like you. As your God, you will be condemned to hellfire for eternity. 

The man, now a fraction of his former self, sits in the backseat meant for Nagisa as the driver locked him in place. The Doorman is no longer on your side, Priest, and it would be foolish to assume I haven’t interfered with your plans now. The car speeds off as steps pound on the pavement behind him. 

Nagisa! There you are! Junkun told me you were doing something dangerous! Nagisa’s heart picks up at the sound. His Hiyori, the real one, warm and full of life. He pulls Hiyori into a hug for just a moment, inhaling the perfume Hiyori always wears and letting it settle over them. I thought we promised to always trust each other! Why’d you go to Junkun about this but not me? Nagisa smiles and allows Hiyori to drag him back to the venue, hand in hand. We’ll talk later, Hiyori, we have something to finish after all. 

[heartonthejindow]

i keep you right next to me 🫶🏻 only just in my dream... ☹️

[vv-ispy]

something something samsara cycles I don't think it's a coincidence that the overthrow of Decarabian involved Jean and Diluc's ancestor + Venti's lookalike friend -> Mondstadt archon quest the key players taking down Dvalin were Jean and Diluc + Venti

Is. Traveler Amos?

Or put another way, traveler is the one with the floaty friend -> bard has the floaty friend. Venti is friends with Dvalin the terror of the tower/Amos is friends? Lovers? Something? With Decarabian the tyrant in the tower. Venti -> Amos, Traveler -> Nameless bard, Paimon -> Venti?

[peaches2217]

I have so many varied and fun WIPs I could work on but my brain continues to scream “BE WEIRD ABOUT CHILDBIRTH! SURELY YOU WON’T WEIRD ANYONE OUT IF YOU KEEP WRITING ABOUT CHILDBIRTH!” and I’d like it to sTOP

[dreamdropsystem]

old communication cards we made

want to make and redo our communication cards. did this 2 card sets with Dream, but we want to make other communication cards. we're working on it. have the art ability, a laminator and our mum has a printer so we could work on these. we're redoing them with Cheese or something we're working on Cheese for the cards.

want to use more nonverbal communication in case our devices to communicate dies or something. low tech communication boards and cards. we have a couple pairs of communication cards, and we want to use them! we have been working in our book so we need to go back working communication cards.. we might work on questions for the cards aswell.. like asking for water or something.. wdk yet

[robertasgym]

30-Minute HIIT and Bodyweight Strength Blast Workout – No Repeats

This 30-minute HIIT and bodyweight strength workout is all about keeping you moving and motivated. With no repeats, you'll keep things exciting and avoid any sense of routine, making the time fly by. The mix of high-intensity intervals and strength-building moves will challenge your body from start to finish, helping you build endurance and tone your muscles, all without needing any equipment.

Whether you’re fitting it into a busy day or just want a fresh workout that doesn’t feel repetitive, this session is perfect for you. You’ll push yourself for 30 minutes, and by the end, you’ll feel accomplished, strong, and ready to take on whatever’s next. It's a simple but effective way to keep your workouts fun and challenging.

Get ready to challenge yourself with the 30-Minute HIIT and Bodyweight Strength Blast Workout – No Repeats! You’ll finish this workout feeling stronger and more energized, knowing you’ve pushed yourself without repeating a single move. You got this, and remember to enjoy the process! Good luck and have fun! ❤️💪

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[dan-whoell]

had a dream that my childhood best friend and i were sent to spy on an organization that was moving/unpacking shipping containers in the middle of the night. somehow (unsurprisingly) we got caught so we lied and said we were part of their community and were just curious/fascinated by the way everything moves. they let us stay so they could show off but then something blew up (?) so we were ushered into this room and put on lockdown.

we were sat at a long table with a group that included me, my childhood best friend, arasha from smosh, dan and phil (in tit outfits/with mics) and half a dozen other phannies. i didn't specifically recognize anyone, but i Knew. at first we were all freaking out bc of being on lockdown and not knowing if we were safe (plus she and i had lied and we didnt know what everyone else's deal was so we were even more paranoid about being caught)

time went on though and eventually we all relaxed and were just. hanging out. kinda had pre-show vibes. dnp were telling stories that i dont remember now, and it was a really lovely time actually. then arasha got a phone call from someone i used to know and they were asking for advice on a work issue. part of me was jealous bc she clearly knew them so much better than i did and i was wishing they would have called me. then they hung up and called phil, but dan answered and was like 'we're on literal lockdown, he'll call you back when we're not at risk of being blown to pieces'

i was still in my head about this person being so friendly with both of them, then dan made a joke about phil always accepting phone calls at the worst times, 'you should see him in the phedroom. im all 'hey babe you wanna? great' and then suddenly phil's on facetime with his mum' and there was just. Stunned Silence. they were laughing, and phil was defending himself and arasha and my friend were politely chuckling, but the rest of us had nothing

i turned to the person next to me and we clasped hands and hyperventilated together, it was also a really lovely moment tbh.

i think we were released shortly after but im not positive as i woke up and it started meshing with a different dream. but yeah hung out with dads after an explosion and being caught spying. 8/10 wish i didnt have to think about my own insecurities AND i wish i remembered more of the conversation.

[yukipri]

I feel like over the month+, I have like 1-2 hours a day max where I feel relatively awake, and every other hour I'm fighting bone-deep exhaustion. I'll bring it up with my doc at my check up on monday, but tbh i know the solution so idk if she can help

And I can work-work when I feel half-dead, or rather I force myself to because I don't want my cats to starve, but when it comes to creative stuff, it's like my mind is slippery sludge dribbling out my eyes...

The Solution, of course: just stop working 3~10 AM every day (and then taking a short nap, working during the day, and then taking another short nap, hours vary but repeat), and maybe get at least 6, ideally 8 uninterrupted hours of sleep at least every other day, ideally every day.

But do I see that happening? No.

Like rn I know I desperately need to edit fic and reply to comments and do several arts but I'm nodding off at my desk after boss DMing me work at 5 AM and dealing with repair people since 8:30 AM...

[coffee-without-anesthetics]

You make psychopaths, sociopaths, and narcissists all look like assholes by being an asshole, 100% not necessary and making everyone look more shit actively probably isn't what you wanna put out there but damn there it is and it's ugly 🤮

^ the context btw

[pa-pa-plasma]

i feel like a lot of people ignore the fact that in a lot of places, bicycling just. cannot be done for half the year, & that's why public transport being good is important. i cannot bike in 5 feet of snow & ice or in 40c heat. i can't even walk in that, unless i have the energy to snowshoe or a bucket of ice water to chug.

"but I can do it!" good for you. unfortunately i live in Berk (snowing for 9 months of the year & hailing the other 3) & cannot unless i want to die. also disabled people exist. & children. & people who live in a place where everything is no closer than 30 minutes away, & 30 minutes in -30c can kill you if you can't afford a good pair of boots & a good coat. i may have bike paths but the river floods past them every year. what do i do then? bike on the highway?? just let me take the train