#shoulder flexion end feel

[screampied]

Omg hi can I request like a loving, cozy, domestic pronebone with Suguru?? Like he’s just like “shh be quiet Satoru is in the room next door we can’t wake him up” while pressing adoring kisses to the back of your neck omg😵‍💫

trying to keep quiet with suguru ★

cw. fem! reader, prone bone, unprotected, finger sucking, dirty talk, praise

“. . . shhhh,” he’d shush against the corner of your ear, presenting you deep low strokes. a winded gasp wretches from your throat as a palm of geto’s glues against your mouth. he’s so deep, a free hand of his ghosts against the backsides of your spine. an eye roll overtakes your pupils as he’s giving you such righteous hits against your yawning core. geto’s weight just narrowly hovers over you as he’s pressed right up against you, spit slicked lips of yours gnaw and gnash together before you whine again. “gotta be quiet sweetheart. unless you want ‘toru to hear us. you want him to hear how sloppy you are f’me, hm?”

craning your head slowly, you shake a sweet little no and he chuckles, a kiss going against the crown of your head. “so cute,” he purrs in a husky tone, a hand of his gripping against the very edges of your arced hips. fingertips of his dance alongside the very curvature of your body — he takes pride in the way your body responds to him. you’re flinging back and forth, forward against the screeching mattress. geto’s skin, coated with a sweetened sheet of sweat sticks against your own m with each ruthless thrust. “ugh, h-hey, are you licking my palm? mhm, such a filthy girl.”

you were,

with the flatness of your tongue, it lathers against the very center of geto’s palm — tasting the insipid areas of his hand. it follows the creasing flexion lines that runs against his skin.

not before long, you dig your teeth into his hand as your muffled moans vibrate against his luscious tasting flesh. “ah, let me guess. you wanna suck on my fingers too, baby?”

“mmf, y- yes,” you whine as he momentarily departs his hand away. a nice trail of spit looks almost adhesive, its stickiness pastes against his hand as he pries his hand away from your wet mouth. geto’s sharpened hips still deeply drilling into you in the background. your loving hole flutters as you’re just vigorously being pounded beneath the sheets, each wheezing gasp that snatches from your lungs feels like it’s going to be its last. “pleaseee.”

“my pretty girl,” he whispers, the head of his cock never refusing to hit the right angle. with an easy direction of his fingers attaching to your hips, he makes you raise your torso upward to reach more bottomless areas. oh, your mouth forms into the letter ‘o’ at the way he’s stuffing you full of shaft. it’s almost mouth watering,

it is mouth watering.

as you bury your head into the crook of your elbow, geto leans in to place a few kisses near the indenting lines of your back. “look at this gorgeous body,” he purrs, his hips ultimately slowing its maddened pace down — yet despite his tempo suddenly losing its quickened haste, geto’s chest deflates. as he’s leaning up closer to you, his ravened locks of his dance graze up your shoulders as he moves.

back and forth, back and forth,

his rhythm was purely enticing. your jaw aches a bit from how it’s just idly hanging open before he showers you with more delicate kisses.

this time near your neck.

geto’s slow and precise. he starts by your nape, a tongue gradually rolling out to get a taste of your saline, salty skin.

“can never get enough of your taste, fuck,” he murmurs, you’re still plugged in with a good amount of his dick. geto’s so full, swollen rotund balls of his continues to cuff and cuff and cuff against your slick pussy. your ears knell from the never ending paps your own arousal sings as a response. “open wide, baby. get my fingers wet.”

not even seconds later, your lips happily part in preparation for geto to stuff his thickened fingers into your drooling mouth. he grins, already telling how eager you were—milliseconds leisurely passes by and you’re already relishing in the taste of two of his digits curling inside of your mouth.

“thaaat’s it, get it wet ‘cause i want a taste too when you’re done.”

your long lashes flutter against your own eyes as geto starts to pick up his pace again. his other hand still grips onto your waist as he feels your ass writhe against him. fuck, he’s getting closer and closer by the second. geto groans from how you stick against him — he’s already given you a sweet velvety load already. obsidian-black irises of his leer down at the lewd scene at bay. you’re trying to keep up with his pace, but his girth. the wide end stretch alone has you hearing plethora amounts of fuzz pour out of your ears. “s-shit, you’re so perfect arched over for me, sweets..”

with a tongue still lolling around, you merely prevent yourself from gagging once you feel the tips of his digits prod against the very roof of your mouth. just a few inches away from your uvula, a sheeny trail of saliva starts to dribble down your chin before he leans in to kiss you more against your neck.

geto even creates a little trail of kisses . .

numerous times, the warmth of his lips makes your cunt twitch up in total desperation.

trying your best to stay quiet, a loud roaring whimper tugs out of your throat at the head of his cock thwacks repeatedly against your g-spot. you gasp, two fingers of his falling out of your mouth before you’re just pornographically moaning again and again. “f- fuck, right there sugu. hngh.”

“this spot, yeah i know pretty,” and he’s heaving right with you. the undersides of the bed resumes to grate and screech in harmony. he pauses for a bit, popping his own two wet fingers into his mouth. he hums at your taste, relishing in it entirely. so sweet. as geto’s body lingers over you, your ass continuously rebounds against his. a sharp throaty rasp slides out of his lips and he hisses. “gonna cum, f-fuck, ‘m gonna stuff you so full again.”

“i- inside, sugu,” you whine as he gently delves his teeth into the left juncture of your collarbone. it was all exposed—he couldn’t help but leave a little piercing mark from his pearly white canines. geto loves getting carried away and smothers your entire skin with his own homemade moist, needy kisses. airy hot breath collides against your skin, sending you various shivers before you feel your pussy throb. it’s throbbing only divides and multiplies. he hits you in every angle, the curve of his dick ruptures through you and you moan as you feel the arch in your back perk upward. “don’t miss, wan’ it s’bad, want you.”

“i want you too,” he huffs, though with a deep voice — his voice sounds a bit shaky, a bit needy..

maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, but you were almost positive geto just whined for you. you had him so sensitive, his jaw tightens as he continues to ram his fat cock into your compressing, dense walls.

the bed’s sobbing from the hefty weight wringing against the furniture. the same creaking sensations reverbs throughout your ears and the room itself before within seconds. he’s dumping yet another oozy load into you.

with a sleazy wry grin, geto toots your hips up and he starts to grind against you.

your head’s pressing against the silky reddened crimson sheets before you grow quiet. huffs and puffs were the only noises that could be heard, as well as geto’s whimpering that subsides as he starts to finish his longing high. “god, you always know how to m-milk the shit out of me,” he hoarsely titters, wrapping a good amount of fingers around his twitching shaft. geto fists his cock as he’s still gushing a sizable portion of cum into your rapacious hole. still being a tease, you rub up against his lap as you’re still bent over, feeling his hands trail against the very curvature areas your ass. “huh, want more, do ya?”

“don’t stop, sugu,” you mewl out in a desperate plea, craving for more of his seed. it trickles down between your thighs, leaving you so sticky, a mess.

his mess,

geto can’t help but smear the fat of his thumb over your emitting entrance. the print of his finger ghosts against your gooey slit.

the gooey warm cum that streams down and outside your slit makes him groan. “i’ll never stop, baby. y-you can milk me for as much as you’d like,” he pants, preparing to realign himself again. “now let me,” he pants, the entirety of his lungs inhaling air from each second. his lips press against your neck for a final time before he whispers. “let me love you, baby. bend back over f’me, ‘m not done with this gorgeous body yet.”

[belokhvostikova]

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Oral (female receiving) and a really bad joke.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐃𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭.

It had been an hour of nonstop, "Eds... Ed... Eddie... Edward?"

But no variation of his name could pull his concentrated eyes from his beloved journal, tormented with the indenting stabs of a pencil, as the gears in his brain were proffering idea after idea for Friday's upcoming campaign.

Hunched, and creating a divot at the end of his bed where his body weight dug into, a whirlwind of wicked sorcery, turned dark wizards, eventually leading to battling evil cultists had captivated his attention, sparing him from the fact that a girl laid naked his bed.

In his defense, his freckled back had been turned to you, where you sat perched by his pillows, homework in hand. But when angular momentum and torque became boring and sprinkled moles on his skin suddenly became enticing, your teeth sunk into your puckered lip at the moistening realization that Eddie Munson had a strong back.

Large expanse, kissable skin, moving muscles toning at any flexion of his upper body; just oh so utterly, hypnotizingly, leg clenching worthy. So can you really be blamed when the bright idea of being rid of your clothes suddenly came about? No, you can't. In fact, a horny finger could always be pointed to the man, himself, for the reason as to why your underwear got sticky when completing Mrs. Wilson's physics homework.

Because it surely wasn't rotational statistics.

As quiet as could be, your thumbs dipped below the waistband of your shorts, hooking onto the elastic cotton of your underwear, where both articles made the journey down your legs, lifting your ass to make the movement smoothly. Your t-shirt quickly followed, nothing of any trouble, letting your breasts fall free as the universe intended.

You could audibly hear the pencil scribbling the chicken scratch that was your boyfriend's handwriting when you sat up to feel your knees shove into his lumpy mattress; probably some fantastical enchantment that you wouldn't understand, but so deeply care about if it meant seeing Eddie's shining face whenever he'd tell you about it.

Hushed movements led you towards him, where the gentle touch of your fingertips upon his broad shoulders elicited a hum of activation from him. But it hadn't been until your grip tightened, pulling his body back, that his attention was pulled away from his notebook, as he was abruptly being met with the surprise of your cunt hovering over his head, as he hit the mattress.

A book and pencil dropped, as no time was wasted when your body sunk onto his welcoming mouth. Eddie's large hands were quick to snake a hold onto the fat of your ass to have you seated on his lips, encouraging your hips to hump what was yours. That lingering fear of potentially crushing him that he hated was no longer being accepted on his terms.

You were sat.

"Mm, just didn't want- ugh," you gasped, as the sharp tip of his tongue parted your slick folds to pour your juiced into his mouth, "didn't want you to get tunnel vision- fuck, Eddie!"

"Uh-huh!" His moans vibrated through your pussy, as his lips latched onto your pulsating clit, only to abuse it with the suctioning shake of his head. Yours fingers clawed at his bare chest, where your palms found the support to gyrate your hips. "Only vision I see is me in your tunnel."

Unbelievable. Airy chuckles escaped your mouth, as your fingers were brisk to pinch his growing bulge through the stretching material of his sweatpants in retaliation. His legs jolted, attempting to squirm away, as he laughed into your pussy, only drawing more moans from you atop, as his boyish cackles only gave way for more tremoring sensations against your oozing cunt.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 | Short smut while I find the will to write long smut.

[lordy-lou]

and now you are and i am now

written for @tentoorosemicrofics, stretching the prompts of “edge” and “singing” beyond all possible recognition.  check it out on ao3 here.

As Rose stands, shattered-fixed-frozen and holding his human-sweaty hand on that blustering beach, the Doctor is suddenly reminded of poetry.

Not of any one specific poem, mind you, but instead of the idea of poetry as a whole: rhyme, meter, repetition and symbolism, all words and silences and spacing trying to express that which is too much to be borne.  All art aspires to the condition of music, he remembers, he knows, and poetry comes the closest, a gratifyingly representational element wrapped up in abstraction and inference.  A rhetorical bent, a meandering and cutting of thoughts wrapped up in syllabic precision, in artful chaos.  

He wonders what the poetry is like in this universe.   Different—new—connotations and allusions.  Perhaps a bluebird meant despair, a croaking raven upon a bust a harbinger of fortune.  A phoenix, death.  No stirring ashes here.

As under a green sea he imagines drowning.  Physical life as perpetual motion, and his single heart hares towards its conclusion contraction by contraction, his mind a tremulous wisp constantly reforming itself in the stream of blood and sense impressions.  His sense of time, of potentiality, the complex biology of a being capable of experiencing and witnessing and manipulating the block universe—oh, it’s all there, the shutter-slides of possible moments one after the other clicking past like a child’s image viewer.

Rose's eyes are wet and luminous in the afternoon sun, staring at the disappearing indented square where the TARDIS had parked in the sand, and when she finally looks at him, he is trapped in her gaze like a failing satellite in a deprecating orbit.

Poetry. He’s never been good with words, gob notwithstanding.  Couldn’t ever get the right ones out when it’d mattered most, couldn’t see the… the… not effect, not point, but necessity of something so intangibly small and terrifying as  I love you.   His people hadn’t had a term for it, in the end.  They hadn’t had poetry, either, not in the way that the others in the universe had in more-than-equal measure.  They’d had art in the most rigid and elegant of representations, with love and brilliance and joy expressed through equation instead of emotion, and even then so repressed and turned down to a low, bare simmer that it paled in comparison to the lightning-fast boil of humanity.

It’s what’d drawn him to them in the first place.  That potential, that passion.  That poetry, that intervallic and linguistic playfulness, from the tight-structured villanelles to the Modernist explosion, of faces in a crowd to lost watches to shared oranges to an old pond all wrapped in heavy symbolism and interpretation; but always, the common fellow-feeling.  That one can read through and see another and the self in words, individuals bound together by the great weavings of the human experience.  

He can see himself mirrored in Rose’s eyes, and he half-hates the image he can see there.  So he pushes past, looks at her: a thinner face, lighter makeup, a tense, straight set to her shoulders under her leather jacket—and oh, how he wants to hold the rounds of those shoulders in his hands, to pull them from their flexion and gentle them until they’re soft against him.  He thinks of the bare skin of her, under his hands—

—and his mind, that tremulous wisp drowning under a stream of blood and sense impressions, flickers, and he brushes aside his time senses, his training all screaming at him to stop, stop, this is beneath you and it’s frighteningly easy to ignore the entirety of it with this new human element in his system.  Nearly a millennium of self- and societal-imposed asceticism, up in flames for a woman who had looked at him with tender, brave eyes and offered her company to an old, broken man.  

He doesn’t find a single atom of regret in the ashes of his strictures.

His grip on her hand changes, fingers twining like he’s found home, and he steps closer to her, his brilliant, bowed human love.  She hasn’t stopped staring at him, like he’s something unreal.  Perhaps he is.  He doesn’t feel quite real, in this moment that continues to flow from could be to wriggly now to solid past.  Time is passing,  and he only has so many heartbeats left.

“Rose,” he starts.  She’s still silent, but she’s turned to face him, all tightly-wound limbs and runner’s grace kicking through her bones. “Rose—,” he begins again, and his throat closes up, so he snarls at the sky instead.  Her hand squeezes his, and he looks back to her.  There is something quiet and considering in her gaze, now.  He wants to give her anything, everything, all of him.

Poetry.  

He’s always been shit at it, honestly.

“Did you mean it?” she says into his tortured silence.  “What you said?”

He tilts his head.  Thinks of recitations he could give to her, arcing words of beauty he knows he could never really deliver correctly.  He brushes his thumb against hers slowly as he thinks, and he catalogues and revels in the shudder that rushes through her and then through him in return.  Thinks of—no, knows, his time senses and potentialities flickering back in at his bequest—growing old with her, grey and withered, and that self-same shudder at the rasp of skin on skin, of a growing TARDIS and comfortable mornings wrapped up in each other, house-rattling arguments, a child wild with laughter at a birthday cake, paired golden rings growing dull and scratched with time and adventure and love and death—

Gently, he steps finally, fully into her space, and his free hand cups her jaw.

“Oh, Rose Tyler,” he says, resting his forehead against hers.  Their breaths mingle and he can hear the blood rushing through his veins, pounding in his ears.  “I meant every word.”  For the first time since the golden fire of the time vortex embodied, he presses his lips to hers.  Beneath him, she hums, and there is a smile on her lips and tears on her cheeks as she kisses him back.

“Good,” she whispers between breaths.  Then she laughs softly as he chases across her cheek with kisses, and he wants to hear that sound forever. No weight of the universe on him now, only the comforting pressure of gravity and fatigue in his bones; only the sweet press of Rose Tyler against his chest.

His heart beats ever on.

[advancedrolfingfortworth]

Advancedrolfingfortworthdallas Rolf Movement Treatment 2

The amount of attention to detail can be observed and deeply felt with the second movement session. Integrating the spine, pelvis, and legs are the goals of this Rolfing session. Begin by having the client on hands and knees.

The integration of the pelvic girdle and spine is palpable when the articulation of the spinal complex transmissions smoothly from the sacrum to the mid dorsal hinge. With client on the floor, on hands and knees, and the practitioners thumbs are into the laminar groove from L5 to L1 the client can begin to articulate the micro movements of the spine. While forced exhalation engages transverse abdominus, movement happens when that forced exhalation and lumbar flexion is meet with resistance by pushing on T.P's. while client resists and pushes back. This will activate core stability and should be repeated several times for L5-L1.

The core stability is what we are ultimately looking for. The body responds to pain by drawing up and in, using tonic and phasic tissues to stabilize the area. These movement exercises are cultivating a new nervous system potential that is using only what is necessary to stabilize.

The client can lye supine on table with their feet at a 90 degree angle onto a wall or some thing of the like, bringing awareness to the four corners of their feet as well as the whole plantar surface. Awareness of shifts in sensation should be involved all the way up to the sacrum while alternating pressure through the foot in a guided sensory experience. This movement exercise takes the client out of gravity and on their back; this positioning is part of what makes this so profound to the process. The alternating of pressure continues cultivating contra-lateral potentials.

The client can come to standing and walk through gait cycle assessing movement at MDH and how that transmissions up and down to both or neither girdle. The final tool in attempting integration of the legs and pelvis is known as ocular decoupling of limbs of support and is experienced by the client supine while following the range of movement of femur in hip with their peripheral vision. This movement exercise is known to release bound energetic potential in the pelvis and enable a more fluid gait cycle.

When the client stands a new felt sense of integration typically emerges as they walk. The psoas extension and associated toe hinge is usually observed as the client explores the new freedom of contra lateral expression.

This is a great place to end the session. The Certified Rolfing Ten Series has the ability to reduce pain and release tension in the connective and myofascial tissue of the body associated with TMJ, CTS, RLS, Fibromyalgia, Sciatica, Fascitis, Bunions, Scoliosis, and Cerebral Palsy. Fascial asymmetries can cause foot, leg, knee, hip, back, shoulder, neck, arm, hand, and head pain; integration therapy is necessary. Orthopedic, Chiropractic, Physical, and Massage Therapist recognize Rolfing and Rolf Movement as premium pain management utilizing Structural, Functional, and Postural Integration.

#AdvancedRolfingFortworthdallas #painmanagement #orthopedichealth #fascia #Physicaltherapy #massagetherapy #chiropractor #airrosti #rolfing #structuralintegration

[thehealthyandwellness]

Firm Up: Effective Neck Exercises for a Toned Look

When it comes to fitness, most people focus on toning their arms, legs, and abs, but what about the neck? A toned neck can enhance your overall appearance and boost your confidence. In this article, we'll explore some simple yet effective neck exercises to help you firm up and achieve a toned look.

Understanding Neck Muscles

Before diving into the neck firming exercises, it's important to understand the muscles of the neck. The neck is composed of several muscles, including the trapezius, sternocleidomastoid, and platysma. These muscles support the head and allow for movement in various directions.

Benefits of Neck Exercises

Neck exercises not only help tone and strengthen the muscles but also improve posture and reduce neck pain and stiffness. Additionally, a toned neck can give the appearance of a more defined jawline and reduce the visibility of neck wrinkles and sagging skin.

Effective Neck Exercises

Neck Tilts: Start by sitting or standing with your spine straight and shoulders relaxed. Slowly tilt your head to one side, bringing your ear towards your shoulder while keeping your shoulders down. Hold this position for a few seconds, then return to the starting position and repeat on the other side. Aim for 10-15 repetitions on each side.

Neck Rotations: Begin in the same seated or standing position with your spine straight. Gently rotate your head to one side, keeping your chin parallel to the ground. Hold this position for a few seconds, then rotate your head to the other side. Repeat for 10-15 repetitions on each side.

Neck Flexion and Extension: Sit or stand with your spine straight and shoulders relaxed. Slowly lower your chin towards your chest, feeling a stretch in the back of your neck. Hold this position for a few seconds, then gently lift your head back up to the starting position. Next, tilt your head back, looking towards the ceiling, and hold for a few seconds before returning to the starting position. Aim for 10-15 repetitions of each movement.

Resistance Band Neck Exercises: Using a resistance band, sit or stand with one end of the band securely anchored and the other end held in one hand. Place the band behind your head, gripping it with both hands. Gently press your head against the resistance of the band, engaging the muscles in the back of your neck. Hold for a few seconds, then release. Repeat for 10-15 repetitions.

Source: YouTube: (qispine2946)

Safety Tips

Start slowly and gradually increase the intensity and duration of your neck exercises.

Avoid jerking or forcing movements that cause pain or discomfort.

If you have any pre-existing neck conditions or injuries, consult with a healthcare professional before starting a new exercise routine.

Conclusion

Incorporating neck exercises into your fitness routine can help you achieve a toned and sculpted neck, improving your overall appearance and confidence. Remember to perform these exercises regularly and with proper form for the best results. So, firm up those neck muscles and rock that toned look with pride!

[whatisthiswritingthing]

Forged - Tierna Davidson x Reader

Prompt: Could you do one where R is a part time black smither. Like R is making hand forged rings and stuff for the uswnt and Tierna absolutely loves it cuz it makes R very muscular and she’s gay. 

“You alright there T?” Alyssa smirked at the younger defender.

“What?” Tierna shook her head, dazed at the question, clearly distracted.

“I asked if you were alright,” the keeper smirked again, laughing this time.

“Me? Alright? You bet,” the defender tried to focus back to the keeper, blushing.

“You sure? You seem a little distracted,” Sonnett came from behind, slinging an arm over her shoulders.

The brunettes blush deepened, dropping her gaze to the ground, embarrassed at being caught staring.

“How the fuck do forearms look hot?” She suddenly took a step away, motioning an arm to Y/N on the other side of the weight room.

“Seriously? That’s the part of Y/N that you find the hottest?” Alyssa asked confused.

“I mean, it probably means she’s pretty good with her hands,” Sonnett winked.

Everyone on the team was well aware of Tierna’s feelings for the forward. Tierna didn’t hide her feelings for Y/N, but Y/N was oblivious to them. The defender had asked the forward out several times, the forward would agree, only for her to be unaware of Tierna’s intentions. How Y/N still didn’t know how she felt, was beyond everyone on the team.

“She just did a 48” box jump, and you’re interested in her forearms?” Ali joined.

“I mean, that’s hot too, but like, you’ve them, right?”

“Well yea, she would, she works with her hands. Don’t say it” Becky cuts Sonnett off with a firm glare and a pointed finger when she sees the blonde defender about to say something. “She’s a blacksmith.”

Sonnett snapped her mouth shut at the look Becky was giving her, but still smirking.

“I agree with Sonnett,” Ali smirked too. “Definitely means she’s is good with her hands.”

“Not helping!” Tierna dropped her arms to her side.

“Ask her to see some of her stuff between practices,” Alyssa tried to help. “She does really good work. “

“Yes!” Tierna whipped around to the keeper.

“She lives in Chicago with you! How have you never seen her work?” Becky questioned. “I think I figured out why you aren’t dating yet.”

Tierna blushed while everyone else smirked at the defender.

“Y/L/N!” Sonnett yelled out across the gym, getting the attention of everyone else in the room.

Davidson smacked the blondes arm, staring at her eyes wide.

Y/N looked toward the group, eyes squinting, cocking her head to the side, and awkwardly waving.

She took a few tentative steps to them as Ali and Emily frantically waved her over towards them.

“Uh hey guys,” Y/N started unsure, looking between each person, confusion evident on her face.

“T has something she needed to tell you,” Sonnett gripped the other defenders shoulder, turning her to look at the forward.

“Oh? What’s up T?” 

The rest of the group all muttered vague excuses and scrambled away, Becky and Sonnett pausing to give Tierna a thumbs up behind Y/N’s back, Ali mouthing you got this, Alyssa rolled her eyes at the groups antics.

“What are you up to for the day off tomorrow? Alyssa mentioned you might be working in your shop or something,” Tierna started shyly.

“I am! I’m working on something really cool for the  team for the end of the season. You can totally come check it out if you can keep it a secret,” Y/N winked, earning a blush from the defender.

“I can definitely keep a secret. I’ll bring lunch?���

“Perfect! It’s a date!”

The loud clap of hands could be heard behind Y/N as Becky and Sonnett high fived.

“Get back to work!” One of the trainers called out, noticing so many of the players not accomplishing anything.

 The next day, Y/N was already gone that morning, having gone home the night before for the day off.

Tierna nervously picked at her plate at breakfast that morning, she would be joining Y/N in her shop in only a couple hours.

“Why are you so nervous? You’ve asked her out before and she’s said yes before.” Alyssa glanced up from her own plate.

“But she has never actually referred to it as a date!”

Alyssa rolled her eyes at the defenders dramatics, going back to her plate.

“It’s going to be fine T, take some lunch, chill out with her while she works, tell her how hot you think her forearms are,” Ali rubbed a hand on Tierna’s shoulder.

Tierna nodded to herself, continuing to push the food around on her plate.

“Do you think she thinks it’s a date?” Tierna glanced shyly at the other defender.

Ali stopped her ministrations and squeezed her shoulder, encouraging Tierna to look up and make eye contact.

“If she doesn’t, this is the perfect opportunity to make your intentions clear.”

“Yea that’s true. I’m just starting to think she doesn’t feel the same way. We’ve gone out a few times, but she never seems into it or like she is just too nice to say no.”

 A couple hours later, Tierna approached the open shop door, hearing the banging of metal.

Entering, she paused. Y/N’s back was to the shop door, her t-shirt was tight across her shoulder, the flexion of her muscles apparent, jeans fitted and dirty. Tierna swallowed, this was going to be a long lunch, and this was just what she could see from behind.

Waiting for an appropriate pause in Y/N’s work, she knocked loudly on the door. If Tierna felt overwhelmed from seeing Y/N from behind, the front made her speechless. The t-shirt was stretched on her biceps, veins popping in her forearms while they gripped her tools. Sweat apparent on her forehead and forearms, causing the soot and dirt to smear across the uncovered flesh.  

“Hey! You came!” Y/N turned around, smiling at the defender.

Tierna opened and closed her mouth a few times, too stunned at the very attractive appearance of the forward. Y/N cocked her head to the side at the hesitation.

“Hey! Of course I came, you said it was a date,” Tierna shook her head and gave her a wink, holding up the bag of sandwiches she brought with her. “Brought lunch.

“Perfect, I’m starving. Just let me wash up.”

Tierna set the bag down on the cleanest portion of the work bench she could find, then wandered around the small shop.

“Sorry, not the cleanest place to work,” Y/N apologized as she walked back in.

“This stuff is all so cool,” Tierna looked back up to the forward.

“Thanks, why don’t we eat and I can show you what I was working on.”

Y/N grabbed a clean rag, wiping down the work bench, pulling a chair out for Tierna to sit down. Tierna brushed past Y/N, gently squeezing her arm in thanks as she sat down. Tierna began pulling out sandwiches, handing one off to Y/N before opening her own.

“Ahh you remembered extra pickles!” Y/N gave the defender a big smile, dirt still smeared on her face.

“Of course I remembered you weirdo, you put them on everything,” she teased.

The pair talked about everything, teasing and bantering, Tierna asking about all the tools within her eye site, Y/N eagerly telling her all about them and what they did. As soon as she finished eating, Y/N hopped up and turning the heat back up on her forge, gathering a few of the extra tools.

“Wanna try a little bit?”

“Absolutley!” Tierna took the leather apron handed to her.

Y/N set up Teirna in front of the anvil, bringing out a heated piece of metal and placing it on top. Pressing a hammer and chisel into her hands.

“I’ll hold it with the tongs, you,” Y/N guided one of Tierna’s hand with a chisel, “hold it here like this,” she adjusted it how she needed it, “and this one,” she shifted the other hand with a hammer, “strikes here.”  

Y/N used one hand to firmly hold the metal in place while guiding the hand with the hammer to strike the metal.

“What are we making?” Teirna asked without taking her eyes off their hands.

“Rings,” Y/N replied, shifting to readjust the brunettes hands.

Tierna’s hands stopped, “how is this going to turn into rings?”

Y/N took over before the metal cooled too much to work with. Once satisfied it was alright to leave it, she pulled away, taking the tools from Tierna’s hands.

“Come look!” Y/N tugged Tierna over to another bench, pulling out a small case.

Tierna took the box, opening and gasped.

“You made all these?” she gently shifted the rings, looking at all of them.

Y/N nodded shyly, “I made them for the team for after the Olympics. Kind of cheesy I know, just a little thing for how hard everyone has worked this year. 

“These are so good!” Tierna reassured, “they’re all different.”

“Yea I made one for each one, tried to make them all personal.”

“Which one is mine?”

Y/N took the box and placed it back on the work bench, pulling one out and holding it up.

Tierna gasped again; the ring was gorgeous.

“This is amazing!”

Y/N blushed at the praise. Tierna slid the ring on, then gently grasped Y/N hand with one hand, the other gripping the opposite elbow.

“I like you Y/N.”

“I like you too T,” Y/N cocked her head to side at the change in topic.

“No, I like you as more than a friend Y/N.”

“Well that’s good, or this would have been very awkward,” Y/N chuckled.

“What?” Now the defender was confused.

“I don’t normally date people I don’t like and I kind of assumed you didn’t either.

“What?”

Y/N laughed and stepped into Tiernas space.

“I’m going to kiss you now T.”

Y/N placed a hand behind Tiernas head, pulling her in for a gentle kiss.

The kiss remained gentle, Tierna pulled away, leaving her hands on Y/N’s arms.

“Wait, you knew I had asked you out?”

“Of course did? What did you think had been happening for the last couple weeks?” Y/N laughed again.

Tierna pulled away more and shook her head with a chuckle. “I thought you were just oblivious to me asking you out.”

“Anyone would be a fool to say no to you,” Y/N pulled her in for another kiss.

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Butterfly (Chapter Three)

Pairing/Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Thor Odinson, Wanda Maximoff, Steve Rogers

Warning(s): none??

Summary: Your powers just came in after a glimpse of the future startled you, is anyone who they say they are?

Word Count: 1079

A/N: This IS a shorter chapter, as I’m still suffering from writers block paired with the fact I’m doubting my writing skills. I’m hoping that with pushing myself to write a bit more helps with the writers block that has been stewing in my mind since, like, November. 

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Thor’s thick, accented words filled your head as you paid close attention to the burly man. The cracking of his knuckles and the tense flexion of his muscles under the zip-up sweatshirt he had on seemed to punctuate the true seriousness of the powers you had abruptly developed. The main points of his firey yet lengthy sermon was that, one; The Casket of Ancient Winters was a cherished relic and a weapon to these ice giants that used it during battles, two; that weapon could send any realm or world into a new ice age, three; all of its past owners were now all dead, and you possessed those powers. That it wasn’t ever suspected that such a thing could happen but when Loki had used it, or attempted to, half of the power descended to Earth and connected you to its icy confines which also awoken the powers that sat dormant. Shock bit at the blood that currently pumped through your body, the possibility of being a weapon those in NINE different realms ached over worried you especially since you truly had no idea who to trust now. All that was known was that the Asgardian was not his brother and that he wanted to protect you. He seemed oddly determined to keep you safe, to make sure that you weren’t going to be taken advantage of. Well, maybe he was just concerned for the powers of the Ancient Winters that lay beneath your skin. 

“Do not worry Little Storm, I know there is more than just the powers of the Ancient Winters that lay within you.” Thor’s voice broke the silence that was created, the anxiety in the room thick as your teeth tugged at your nails in a nervous habit. “Tony has a scan for you to take later on with Vision and Doctor Banner, it’s something that seems very, VERY, intimidating when I say it like this but it really isn’t. It’s actually painless minus for the blood sample they’ll have to take. They just want to figure out all of what your powers may hold.” Wanda noted, her hand cupping your shoulder sent a relaxing wave over you before you finally found the courage to speak. “So, my biggest question is why are we on the field? Just for me to get some fresh air?” The obliviousness that rested at your mind was hilarious to the two that stopped besides you, causing you to truly take in the situation. If you had paid an ounce of attention you would have noticed the fact that Thor was wearing relaxed workout gear whilst Wanda adorned something akin to stylish protective gear. “Oh no. No no no. I am NOT fighting the God of Thunder. You just told us the item that is the flame behind the majority of my powers can cause a fucking ICE AGE! I’m NOT going to test any of my powers on either of you.” With a huff, you crossed your arms across your chest while the two chuckled. 

“We are not making you use the frost on us, Little Storm. Red Witch and I want to know the extent of your powers and how controlled they are, or rather, uncontrolled. Now, focus.” Thor’s calloused hands cupped your shoulders, correcting your stance to a sturdy one so you would not lose your footing nor balance if anything was to shoot off. “This is how I used to gain control when I came here,” Wanda guided you with her gaze, instructing you to close your eyes and feel your center, “I would breathe, focus on my surroundings. Rather than focus on the noises of my mind, I focused on the noisy details of true nature.” Her calming voice as well the surprisingly helpful advice truly did help you center yourself. In fact, her notes to take in and listen to the nature helped all too well. The sounds of water molecules dripping into a tiny puddle from a freshly hydrated part of the gardens perked the hairs on the back of your neck. As suddenly as the noise of the water appeared to you, a ball of water formed at your hands in an orb. With eyes snapped open, amazement stilled you three before a smile overcame your face. “Now try to be gentle with it. Feel its energy, its purpose. Do what you need with it.” ---- Watching from the living room windows above, Bucky’s blue eyes trained on you while the orb of water traveled between your hands. To say he was shocked was a simple understatement, his metal fist slack for the first time since you’ve arrived. Seeing the relaxed state you were in as you toyed with the elements of the earth, the reality hit him hard that you’re no longer a mission, not a tagline he has to write down. Rather, now, you were his coworker. You were his equal on the level of bein a high stakes ‘Avenger.’ Suddenly everything shifted, if he were to act as he was already acting around you in front of everyone else, he knew that not only Sam, but Stark and Steve would be up his ass as well. With a groan, he didn’t want to build walls and act like an ass to the one person who wasn’t Steve that he let get so close. “Fuck” was all that tumbled from the long-haired man’s mouth before he jumped back. A ball of water splashed right at the window and in his shock he stumbled back with a shocked yell, scowling down at Wanda, Thor, and you. Yet, the playfully steeled frown with furrowed brows and crossed arms didn’t last long as he saw the joy you exuded. He could just imagine your laugh entwined with the larger man’s and the Sokovian woman’s, lighting up anyone’s day as it filled their ears with joy. “Bucky, you can stop watching over her. She’s safe.” The deep voice of his childhood friend filled Bucky’s presence, causing his spine to oddly snap straight rather than relax, like he was caught in the act of a crime.

“I know, Steve. Just making sure that they’re not goin’ too hard on her.” His Brooklyn accent never seemed to fade even as he was subdued into the soldier, though in reality, the soldier was the tail end of his coin. A side that he doesn’t want anyone to see ever again. Especially not you.

Especially not you.

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[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans Are Space Orcs, “The Parasite.”

Get ready for some more angst in the current arc my friends :) 

The light in the medical bay was dim tinted blue. All of the patients were asleep, the curtains were drawn. Light glinted gently on the metal implements, metal tables,

And the metal exoskeleton riveted to the Commander’s back 

Dr. Krill, Sunny and the ex admiral stood over hospital bed staring down at the figure who lay, unmoving, face down against the sheets. He looked eerie, almost ghostlike in the blue light 

“Perhaps you…. Made a mistake.”

“I don’t make mistakes.”

Sunny ignored the two and their conversation stepping up to the edge of the bed and placing her hand against his shoulder. It felt wrong, metal pressing against her hand, a poor substitute for real human warmth. His skin, blue in the overhead light was cold and damp with sweat. Where the spine of the machine was riveted onto his back, she could see rings of inflamed skin puckering up around the casings.

The machine bore down on him, like a parasitic infection sinking it’s way into his body, an alien monster intent on consuming him from the outside working in. In contrast to his pallid skin, the creature was a black mass of metal bone and silver joints.

“Shouldn’t he have woken up by now?” Someone wondered 

“Maybe it's best ...if he doesn't.”

Sunny turned, glowering down at the ex admiral golden eyes smoldering with anger. He closed his mouth and looked away shuffling his feet against the ground.

“You might want to at least block him off from the rest of the room. If he wakes up… well…. We don’t want the other patients to wake up to that.” 

That was at least a fair point, no matter how much Sunny didn’t want to admit it, so she stayed silent allowing them to do their work, as they grabbed the bed, and rolled it out of the room over to the next, vacant ward.

He still did not move, though his pulse was steady.

She sat with the others in silence listening to the beating of the heart monitor, and the quiet whirring over the ship’s overhead ventilation.

The doors at the far end of the room hissed open once or twice to allow in one of the bridge crew giving reports about the battle below.

It seemed as if the suggestions from the advisement team were correct. With conn’s help, they had managed to wheedle their way into the heads of their enemy, an enemy that knew full well it could win, with one single massive charge. They had made their base too close to the Gromm home city for overhead airships to intervene with the impending attack without destroying thousands of the Gromm and their own men in the process.

The more and more they looked, the more and more the commander’s decision seemed to make sense.

Of course there were other exo suits on the market, they were used for heavy infantry and for industrial work in factories carrying large objects.However,  The difference was in the wiring, the Steel eye suit was hooked straight onto the spine and nerve endings where other suits only responded to the muscular contractions of the wearer making them bulky, and slow, with a delay time that didn’t allow them for more than big sweeping motions during a battle.

The steel eye suit, not only enhances one’s strength and speed, but it did it on command amplifying the speed until the subject was more than a man and less than human.

Since operation steel eye became known to the scientific community, no one had attempted similar technology since.

And that is why they were here.

Because that suit could be their one salvation.

Sunny was just beginning to drift off to sleep carried downwards on the wings of exhaustion and her own disquieted thoughts  when something pulled her up from the dredges of her own exhaustion. 

She opened one eye.

Something about the room had changed, but she couldn’t tell what at first.

Everything looked the same. Dr. Krill bustling through the doors on a return visit from his other patients. The Admiral nodding off  where he lay on one of the vacant beds. One or two orderlies working to clean up the room to nervous for sleep and waiting on Dr. Krill to release them from their duties.

The overhead fan still whirred softly. A sink turned on and then off.

And the beeping…

Wait?

Hadn’t it been slower before?

Sunny stood from her chair walking over to stand next to Adam where she could see the heart monitor.

57 bpm.

Hmm it had been around there last time, Hadn’t it.

She glanced down at Adam’s sleeping face pressed down against the sheets eyes closed hands resting to his sides.

She glanced back up.

60 bpm

She glanced over at Krill calling his name nervously as she turned to look. The others, hearing the strain in her voice stood to follow, looking over her shoulder.

66 bpm

Krill was close by now checking Adam’s vitals.

Sunny knelt by his side, “Adam, Adam, can you hear me.” At the end of the room, the door hissed open, and she turned around to find Conn floating up behind them looking none the worse for ware despite having spent most of the past day gliding about in the vacuum of space. However, as soon as he stepped through the door, he stopped.

71 bpm 

His face contorted into an expression the likes of which Sunny had never seen on a creature before,  Immediately turning to flee the room with a silent scream on his face.

Sunny turned back to adam 

75

83

90

100

105

“Krill!”

Sunny was bent down her hand on Adam’s hand staring at his face, “Adam, Can you hear me?”

120

“Krill!”

130

The eye snapped open. 

Sunny watch in almost paralyzed horror as the bleery murk of confusion morphed rapidly, the small black pinpoint expanding suddenly as the eye widened, and his face screwed up into an expression that would plague her for many years after in the darkness of her own guilty conscience .

And then, he screamed.

Sunny had never heard a creature make a sound like that before, a raw outpouring of emotion that tore through the very fabric of the room shattering the silence into a thousand razor pieces.

His face spasmed, followed by his body, and even as his body moved the machine clicked with him whirring to life with a chattering hiss, like the mandibles of a clattering monster. His back arched and the machine responded throwing his head violently backwards seizing his arms to his chest and his hands into talons. He jerked onto his back so fast, and so powerful that it snapped the railing of the bed in half.

“Adam!”

He was on his back now and his spine arched again so violently that it seemed as if he would snap in half, only his head and legs touching the bed. 

“HOLD HIM DOWN!”

Sunny reached out grabbing him by the arms and hips trying to pin him down.

The machine hissed angrily as he screamed again shattering her eardrums, making her head ring. 

She was thrown about like a ragdoll slamming into the machines, tearing leads and forcing an explosion of unopened packages across the floor. 

“GET A NERVE BLOCK!” 

Sunny had him around the middle now trying to control him as his body jerked and spasmed against her. The machine clicked and hissed metal squealing. One of the orderlies was thrown backwards crashing into a table and falling violently to the floor.

Another darted in, and suddenly it stopped.

His body locked up, his eyes, still wide and wild darted back and forth between them though his body was frozen into a contorted abortion of human flesh and machine. Sunny, who had once vowed she would never weep again, found herself on her knees next to him, holding his clawed hand and shaking violently.

She thought she was going to be sick.

“What have I done,” Krill was saying, “I should never have gone through with this. I should have knocked you out and set you across the known galaxy goddammit!” Overhead the blue lights pulsed and flickered, something having smashed it during the row. The orderly lay bleeding on the floor.

Sunny didn’t even feel her own injuries.

“We are taking that thing off. Immediately. You, tend to James, the rest of you get back into the surgical suite and start preparing a room.”

“No.” 

The command came as a rasp, so quiet it could barely be heard but strong enough that it was just able to penetrate the silence.

They turned.

Adam lay on his back, lips half parted, body frozen under the nerve block, though his jaw could still move minutely, “No.” He said again.

“Adam… please.”

Sunny was openly weeping now, not in the way humans did of course.

“If…. you don’t listen to me…. I will never… forgive you.” His voice was distant fading in and out.

Krill straightened up lifting his chin high. The Vrul were difficult to read when it came to emotions, but the light quivering of his mouth was almost equivalent to sobbs for the little creature. His voice was quiet, “I would rather do than unforgivable than to watch this a moment longer.”  He turned away, “Get the suite prepped.”

There was a slight creaking noise from behind sunny, and then a light pop. She turned just in time to watch the flexion of 100 + pounds of titanium and steel alloy snapping the delicate plastic casing of the nerve block and sending it ricocheting across the room. Adam’s hands balled into fists against the bed frame. Plastic snapped and metal bent.

The man’s teeth were gritted so tight it looked as if they would shatter. 

His eyes were closed.

“Please, Adam, no.”

The entire room watched in horrified silence as he sat there trembling against what must have been excruciating pain.

“I… Can ...control… it.” he hissed through his clenched teeth.

Krill rung all four of his hands in agitation, “Adam, you can’t fight like this.”

“I can.” His voice was hoarse his breathing came in shallow gasps dry, tearless sobs against the pain.

The ex admiral remained silent, “there is one way.” 

They all turned to look at him, and he turned his head to the still open crate, and the last remaining piece of equipment inside.

“No drugs.” Adam spat 

“You won’t be able to walk without them.” The man said quietly

“Nerve…. Block.” He moaned 

Someone scrambled to find another, and once it was on the man relaxed marginally and through a paralyzed jaw was able to say, “Prepare a strike team, we go in quick, and fast, all the delta units we have…. Me…. at the front. I will be…. Fast enough…. To hold them off ...” Eve with the nerve block his body was shaking. His speech was barely intelligible.

“No.” Krill said emphatically

“You can’t stop me….. So you either…. Help me…. Or you get out of my way”

Sunny didn’t know what to say. There was nothing she could say at this moment that would take away the immense amount of pain. She didn’t know that your very being could hurt, but she was figuring it out now.

She had only broken for one minute, but that one minute had been enough to tell her all she needed to know.

“Get me down there, now.”

*** She wasn’t entirely sure why none of them had stopped him. She was sure there were ways though she couldn't think of any, now, there she was in the back of the shuttle cradled in darkness as they headed towards battle. 

ONce upon a time she would have been gleeful for the chance.

But now, she felt only nothingness.

Adam lay on his back beside her eyes closed mouth moving slowly as if speaking to himself, but perhaps counting the minutes trying to keep his mind away from the pain..

She couldn't bear to watch it.

So instead she walked over, slowly dragging him into her arms, the lower around his waist, and the upper around his chest. His body rested heavily against hers, metal pressing into her skin.

His head lolled against her throat, just under her chin. His skin was hot and damp, his hair a matted mess. His breath came hot and fast against the underside of her jaw. She held him closer, hoping, somehow this would help.

Help him, help her, she didn’t know.

But hopefully it would help someone 

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Quiet Strength

Category: Mild Romantic Fluff

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Characters: Katsuki Bakugo, Ochako Uraraka

Greetings, all~! Here is my next entry for the @bnhabookclub​’s Bingo Event, for the prompt “First Aid”! Kacchako stans, come get y’all food! \^u^/

Thundering howls of laughter rumbled from Katsuki’s throat as his gauntleted fist crashed through the solid boulder, sending pebbles and baseball-sized rocks sailing in every direction. Steam billowed from the magma seeping from the ultra-hot stone he had essentially liquified with the power of his explosion; the wispy white smoke kissed his sweaty, flushed face and tickled his tousled blonde locks before disappearing into the air. He yanked his fist from the crumbled rock, flexing his fingers experimentally, and hissed at the stinging pain that bloomed across his palm.

What had been the flame-retardant leather devised by the Support Course was now nothing more than a few tattered scraps barely clinging together. Dammit. Now I’ll have to submit for an upgrade. Who knows how long that crap’ll take? He scowled and shook his hand in the air. The bright pink skin wailed at the contact with the rushing wind, sending tendrils of fiery pain jolting up his arm and even into the junction of his shoulder. Katsuki ignored the sharp tingle, stepping over the destroyed piles of rocks to pick his way back down the slope to the floor of the gym.

“Wow, Bakugo!” Eijirou’s ruby eyes glittered in admiration. “You made short work of those boulders! Even in Unbreakable Mode, it took me a few hits!”

“Of course I did, dumbass,” Katsuki snorted and snatched his water bottle from the floor. He winced; in his lack of thought, he had grabbed the plastic container with his dominant hand- the burned one. The condensation littering the cold surface seeped into the singed flesh, making the raw meat there scream in agony. Katsuki only clenched his teeth and sucked down the water, then tossed the now-empty bottle into the garbage can in the corner.

“All right. You all have been at it for two hours,” Mr. Aizawa frowned while glancing at the screen of his smartphone. The gym echoed with exhausted gasps and reeked with the stench of exertion. “You’re done for the day.” Katsuki flexed his hand again, scowling as the pain rocketed through his nerves once more.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Fuck!” Katsuki exclaimed as the water cascaded down onto his wounded palm. He hadn’t anticipated the burn would be so severe. The skin over his fingers and palm bubbled up in several blisters, already filled with fluid though it hadn’t been thirty minutes. The water, though only lukewarm, felt like lava streaming over the injured skin. Katsuki fumbled to wash his body and hair with his non-dominant hand, keeping the burning flesh well away from the shower’s thundering stream. He didn’t even use it to towel himself dry.

“God damn son of a bitch,” he grumbled under his breath as he clumsily fumbled into his sweatpants and a tee-shirt. Why couldn’t it have been his other hand? “Fuckfuckfuck!” he cried as he lost his balance and began hopping around on one foot, his leg half-caught in the thick fabric of the sweats. An angry roar burst from his throat as he slipped in a small puddle of water and fell hard right on his rump. His tailbone wailed protest, spasming the muscles in his lower back, and he unleashed every curse in the dictionary and then some as he writhed on the damp bathroom floor. The skin of his palm pulsed with its own heartbeat, sending fireworks of pain up his arm with every drum. “Fuck me.”

Somehow, he managed to get his clothes on, finally. However, now on top of the burn, his lower back was aching something terrible. He limped into the common room, ignoring the content chattering of his classmates on the sofas to instead hobble into the kitchen. He winced at the stretch as he reached up to begin rifling through cabinets for painkillers and burn cream. He was too invested in his search to see Ochako meander into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of milk.

“Oh, Katsuki!”

“Jesus Christ-! Fuck, shit, fuck, damn it, ahh!” he cursed as he jumped and slammed his burned palm on the underside of the counter. Holding his wrist, he leaned over the granite and wheezed out an exaggerated whine. “What?!” he snarled as the girl scampered over to him.

“Your hand! How did you get such a terrible burn?!” Katsuki ignored the question. Ochako’s brown eyebrows knitted together as she inspected the bubbly flesh of his palm and the clear, sticky liquid oozing from the blister that had just burst. Katsuki clicked his tongue at her simpering piteous expression.

“Stop lookin’ at me like that. I’m fine,” he huffed. He glanced into the cabinet and found that he had been groping around the Silvadene cream the entire time. With a snort, he plucked it from the cabinet and struggled to open it one-handed.

“L-let me!” Ochako insisted and snatched the short, squat bottle of medicine from him. Katsuki turned around to rest his back against the counter, watching with critical red eyes as she quickly removed the lid.

“I didn’t ask for your help, Uraraka.”

“No, you didn’t, but you’re getting it anyway,” she responded coolly, making the corner of his mouth twitch. She slathered a healthy chunk of the goopy liquid onto her first two fingers before gesturing with her chin. “Open up your hand and spread out your fingers.” Though he loathed the fact that he required aid, refusing her now wasn’t worth the energy. Silently, he did as bid. His shoulders twinged with the flexion of his burned fingers. Ochako slopped the bright white cream onto the middle of his palm, and he melted into the countertop with a shaky exhale.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he breathed. Ochako smiled sweetly and began spreading the paste across his palm and up onto the undersides of his fingers. A cooling numb spread over the inflamed cells, quieting the piercing pain that had been pulsing in his hand since training had ended. He watched her careful motions with lidded eyes.

“You should be careful, you know,” she chastised him gently. “Even you have your limits. I know you want to get stronger, but nothing will come of pushing yourself to the point that it’s destructive.” Katsuki clicked his teeth at her, cocking his head to the side in a vain gesture. Ochako only smiled and applied a second layer of burn cream to his hand.

“You’re one to talk, Cheeks. What was that whole business with tryin’ to drop the stadium on my head, ah?” The Sports Festival had been months ago, but Katsuki still remembered their fight vividly. The way her body wobbled and sagged to the side, how she struggled with trembling arms to even bear her own weight, the glaze in her chestnut eyes as she struggled to keep her consciousness… His eyelashes fluttered to banish the illusion of the scene as she spoke.

“I have the authority to speak on it because I’ve been there,” she sighed. She stopped her ministrations to hold Katsuki’s hand up with both her own, Silvadene-coated fingertips smearing the medicine over the top of his hand. “Sometimes… everyone else just seems so great in comparison that it feels like I’ll never catch up. In that fight, I was so desperate to prove that I belong here… but it was destructive. I will grow stronger, but with time and effort, not with leaps and bounds born from destroying my body.” Katsuki’s eyes widened as he looked at her. The truth rang hollowly in him. Begrudged as he was to admit it, she was totally right. She smiled warmly up at him and then flicked him in the forehead.

“Hey,” he warned, and she giggled cutely.

“I don’t need another Deku on my hands! It’s bad enough that he’s broken half the bones in his body before the age of sixteen!” She exhaled deeply and retrieved a swathe of bandages. She unpinned the tan, thick fabric, then gently began rolling it around the palm of his hand. “You’ll get stronger, and I will too. We just both need time.” Katsuki frowned and looked away from her, debating whether or not to acknowledge the fact that she was right out loud.

“… All right, all right, I get your point,” Katsuki admitted after several seconds of silence. Ochako pinned the bandages with a small safety clasp and lowered her hands. The fabric was cumbersome around his hand and wrist, and he couldn’t even close his fist entirely. Still, the pain had been reduced to a dull ache that he could easily ignore with distraction. “Hey,” he said as she turned to retrieve her glass of milk, which still lay untouched on the countertop. When she looked back at him with an inquiring look, he blushed and pawed at his gym shorts, not really sure why he had stopped her.

“I, ugh… Thanks,” Katsuki fumbled and raised his bandaged hand. Ochako blinked at him, taking a moment to realize his gesture of gratitude, before smiling sweetly. Before she could respond, he abruptly grabbed her by the head and pulled her into his chest. She squeaked his name with her hands flapping about, not sure where she should place them.

“Hey,” he said softly. Ochako relaxed, and her hands drifted down to rest on his biceps. “You be careful, too. You think I’m stupid? I see you walking home every day wobbling like a drunk, and you threw up four fucking times at training today.” He felt heat bloom across his pectorals as her face heated up. He dropped his mouth against her hair, inhaling her scent of vanilla shampoo. “You be careful, too, dumbass. Who else is gonna take care of me when I go too far?”

“Hehe, okay,” she acknowledged with an eager nod. She pulled away from Katsuki to beam up at him with those big brown eyes that made his heart melt. Snorting at his sappiness, he lightly pushed her away, but the gesture was laced with affection. “Drink your milk, Cheeks. I’m goin’ to bed.”

“Aw! But we’re playing charades tonight!”

“Now I’m definitely goin’ to bed.” As he whirled on his heel, Ochako scampered up to hug his arm and bat her eyelashes pleadingly at him. Katsuki grimaced, but she grinned victoriously as a rosy haze spread over his cheeks.

“Please, Bakugo? Just a few rounds! You should see Kaminari’s impression of a crab; it’s too funny!”

“Agh, whatever, as long as you stop climbin’ all over me like a spider monkey!” he cried and shook his arm emphatically. She stubbornly clung to him like glue, cackling mischievously. “Come on! Let go!” he whined and pushed on her head. Finally, she relented, releasing him from her grip. “Bah, what am I going to do with you?” he growled and ran a hand through his ash-blond hair.

“Aw, Bakugo, don’t pretend you don’t like me!” she said coyly and stuck out her tongue. She gasped in dismay when he snatched up her glass of milk and drained it to the last drop. “Hey! That was mine!” she pouted and snatched the empty glass from him. Katsuki sneered and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes glittering playfully.

“That’s what you get for messin’ with me, Cheeks.”

“Ya big meanie!” she snorted, then smiled and nudged him in the ribs. She retrieved the gallon jug from the refrigerator and poured herself another, then skipped to the entryway. “Come on, let’s go!” she insisted and tugged the band of his watch. He allowed her to pull him along by jerking on the device. She smiled radiantly when they entered the common room, greeting their classmates and excitedly scampering over to the sofas to begin the game of charades. Bakugo leaned against the back of the couch, watching her with a tiny smile.

In his mind, Ochako really didn’t need to get stronger. She was plenty strong, but it was not the strength of a physical kind. It was a quiet strength of care and passion. Plenty strong for a reckless dumbass like me, he smirked in amusement. As she clapped happily to Eijirou’s comical rendition of a koala, she caught his eye and smiled warmly.

Plenty strong. Nothin’ frail about her.

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[for-a-muse-of-fire]

chivalry fell on its sword

the wench and the witcher

“chivalry fell on its sword”

Fandom: The Witcher (2019)

Paring: Geralt of Rivia x Fem!POC Reader

Summary: Geralt witnesses one of the many perils involved in your profession. It rattles him enough to try and do something about it.

Warnings: Mentions of blood and violence. Geralt and reader continue to be foul-mouthed little darlings.

A/N: Holy crap, guys, I wrote something that wasn’t smut. “You know what that is? Growth.” Full disclosure, there is no real, actual plan for where I’m going with this series, thing. I’m just here to write shit.

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“Geralt, is this really necessary?”

“Yes.”

You eye the dirk in your hand. “I cook with these, I don’t fight with them - I’ll fucking stab myself.”

“And that’s why we’re here – so I can show you how not to fucking stab yourself.”

You glare at him. ‘Here’ happens to be the courtyard behind your tavern. The witcher has been with you for three days, warming your bed and keeping you company – even your regulars have started to get used to him. Well, mostly. At the very least, they’ve graduated from ‘outright hostility’ to ‘passive distrust’.

Baby steps.

Your only problem with Geralt’s extended visitation is the fact that he’s become annoyingly protective. He mostly keeps out of the way, doesn’t expect you to change anything about your daily routine to suit him, but having a very large, somewhat menacing companion at your back takes some getting used to. No, you’re not exactly what most people would term as ‘threatening’, but you’ve managed the damn place for near-on five years. Belligerent drunks are simply a hazard of the job. You have a very particular way of managing people when they get out of hand at your establishment, and while it does work – most of the time, kind of – the previous evening was a wholly different story.

_-_-_-_-_-_

“I think you need to leave, friend!“

How the bastard had managed to get this drunk on your watch was beyond you. You were going to have a talk with the staff about over-serving. Right now, you’re more about getting the sod’s hands off the barmaid – he’s ignoring you in favor of trying to drag the poor girl into his lap. “Hey,” you bark again. “I’m talking to you – “

Your hand grabs his shoulder and yanks. The girl he’s pawing manages to worm free as the drunk reels about with a shout of indignation, “Get yer fuckin’ hands off me, daft bitch!”

You have to laugh at that, “I may be a daft bitch, but I’m the one who’s name is on the lease here. You’re harassing my waitstaff, now get the fuck out.”

The bastard scoffs at you and has the unmitigated gall to turn his back on you; you see red. Somewhere behind you, you here the rumble of your name – Geralt, trying to tell you to stand down. You ignore him, obviously, because who’s going to take you seriously if you can’t deal with one drunken shithead? With an irritated growl, you grab said shithead by the back of the collar.

“That’s it – “

“Get off, you fucking slut!”

CRACK. Your vision flashes white for a second, like a firecracker has gone off next to your face. The impact of the back of the drunk’s hand sends you stumbling into the nearest table, bell thoroughly rung. You manage to catch the end of the table before you go spinning to the floor.

Geralt shouts your name. Behind you, your assailant gloats, “Come on, girlie. More where that came from.”

There’s blood in your mouth. You spit, grimace, and grab the nearest heavy object you can find; one of your solid clay pitchers.

It’s makes a satisfying “thunk” when it cracks the drunk across the face.

“Fuck you, prick,” you gasp.

_-_-_-_-_-_

 You’d woken up this morning with an impressive shiner, but that son of a bitch had been dragged off with a shattered jaw, according to the gossip. By your standards, everything had been taken care of, but Geralt didn’t seem to be of the same mind. He’d grumbled something about men and fragile egos - ‘reprisals’, blah blah blah- then hurried you through breakfast, and promptly dragged you out of doors.

So, here you were. Staring at a knife. “Geralt, come on – “

“No, you need to be able to protect yourself – “

“ – I’ve managed just fine for most of my life, thank you very much – “

“You have a black eye – “

“ – and I caved that other guy’s face in!”

“That was a lucky shot and you know it!”

You startle so violently that you almost drop the blade on your foot; you don’t think Geralt’s every actually shouted at you before. He’s glaring at you while a muscle in his jaw ticks and you feel you’re your own temper start to bubble – he can’t just yell at you, and you’ve a mind to rip him a new asshole, because fuck him your goddamn face hurts and you don’t have time for this, but then he’s marching up to you and you give a small grunt of surprise when he grabs you by the shoulders.

“You can’t…” He growls, obviously frustrated, before he continues. “You can’t just hope for the best, sweetheart. You’re tough, and smart, I’ll give you that much, but if someone bigger comes along and decides you’ve got something they want…”

He trails off, lets you go, and paces away. You open your mouth to argue, but then he turns and pins you with those pretty golden eyes – oh.

Oh.

He’s worried.

It’s… unexpected? Yes, that’s the word.

But not unwelcome.

You drop Geralt’s gaze and look at the thin blade in your hand. It’s quite nice, actually – small and light enough to palm against your wrist. Hell, you could probably slide it down the front of your dress, if you ever needed to.

“… So I don’t just jab them with the pointy end?” you finally ask with a weak smile.

The witcher blinks, narrows his eyes, and finally exhales on a chuckle. You tamp down on your smile and do your best to keep your sarcasm in check with he begins instruction. He helps you find the balance point on the dirk, shows you how to hold it underhand, then overhand, followed by a breakdown of how to easily switch your grip.

Next is vital points on human anatomy. You learn that the fastest way to drop a man is to stab him through the neck and let him bleed to death. Stabbing for the heart his more difficult; if your blade glances off a rib, it can get stuck. Same thing with the kidneys in the back – hard to get to, but effective if you can manage it. Geralt shows you on his own torso. You stand in front of him while he guides your hand, keeping the sharp point of the dagger tucked to your wrist and away from his vital parts.

“Aim for the middle, if worse comes to worse,” Geralt tells you. “Stab the bastard and get the fuck out of there – he’s not going to be moving very quickly with a blade in his gut.”

With that, he draws a small-ish knife from his boot and moves to stand beside you. He slowly walks you through defensive stances, watching you like a hawk to correct anything he sees as a potential opening. Each movement is numbered and he has you drill through each one, first in order, and then in random patterns of his choosing. You only realize how long you’ve been at it when your arms start to ache. Tending bar can be hard work, but this is a different sort of practice – you’re a little winded, and a little sweaty, but you grin and shake your head when Geralt asks if you want to stop.

“No,” you tell him. “No, I think I’m getting it. Give me more.”

There’s a fierce kind of pride behind his eyes when he nods. Flipping the grip on his blade, he turns to face you and raises an eyebrow. He attacks with slow, even movements and you counter just as slowly. It’s like dancing. When you stumble or misstep, he stops, and the dance begins again.

You only make it through two sequences, at first, but then it’s three.

Then four.

Then five.

And then you realize that Geralt hasn’t stopped to correct your form in some time. He’s gained speed, as well, and you’re able to keep up. You find yourself watching not just the glint of his blade in the sunlight, but the tension and flexion of his arm, or the way he twists at the waist – all of it gives you a clue as to where he might go next. The dance flows back and forth over the cobblestone courtyard, accompanied by the whispering of your blades when then slide together and deflect. Geralt’s smooth, flowing steps push you back towards a wall, but you find an opening, spinning under his arm and back to the center of the courtyard. The witcher is hot on your heels, sweeping a wide arch that you duck under.

Then Geralt missteps. You swipe forward without thinking and leave a thin line of blood on his forearm. He swears and hops back.

Shit – you drop your blade immediately, let it clatter onto the stones below. “Geralt,” you gasp. “Fuck it, I’m sor – hmph!”

Geralt sweeps you up, careful of his unsheathed weapon, and kisses you quite thoroughly. You’re startled for a moment, but it doesn’t take long for you to relax; you melt into his touch and wind an arm around his neck. When he finally draws back, you’re more than a little breathless, and it’s not just from the training.

“Good,” he murmurs. Honey-gold eyes stare down at you, and he lifts one hand to gently push your sweaty curls away from your face. “You did good, sweetheart.”

You’re only a little sorry when he lets you go and picks up your knife, holding it handle-out for you to take. “Find a place to keep that,” he says lowly. “Your bodice, your boot, your garter – doesn’t matter, long you can reach it without fumbling. Understood?”

You smirk. “Understood,” you confirm.

Geralt gives you one of his almost-smiles, offers you one more brief kiss, and turns back for the tavern. “Just think how good you’ll get when we have you working at this every day,” he calls over his shoulder.

You blanche. Every…

Shit. “Son of a bitch,” you mutter as you follow the witcher inside.

[meditativeyoga]

Too Much Sitting? 7 Must-Do Stretches to Ease Low Back Pain

These days most of us rest too a lot, typically hunched over a key-board or a mobile phone. Resting puts our joints right into a state of continual flexion, which tightens the muscles that act on those joints. Sitting likewise compromises the back muscular tissues as well as can lead to persistent back pain. Doing these 7 stretches daily can truly aid. Hold each of these go for 30 secs. Make certain to take a breath deeply and also consistently.

1) Supta Padangusthasana (Hand-to-Big-Toe Pose)

This position assists extend the hamstrings.

Lie on your back, with your spine in a neutral placement, legs bent and also feet on the floor.

Raise one leg upward toward the ceiling.

With both hands, get to behind your hamstring (or your calf bone if you are more versatile). Making use of a band or belt to keep your foot can help you reach the foot without bending your knee.

Also, take treatment to position your leg to ensure that you can keep the rest of your body straightened on the flooring. As an example, avoid raising your shoulder blades off the flooring as well as turning your head back in order to reach your foot or leg. Make certain your glutes remain on the floor, as well as your reduced back is not rounding right into the flooring. Allow your body rest pleasantly on the floor.

Relax and also take a breath here for 30 seconds before decreasing your leg to the floor.

Repeat with the other leg.

Note: If you have diastasis recti, ensure you drop onto your back by decreasing to your side and also then surrendering. Do not undergo a problem setting to stand up or down.

2) Ardha Apanasana (Fifty Percent Knee-to-Chest Pose)

This posture aids stretch the glutes as well as lower back.

Continue to push your back with your knees curved as well as the soles of your feet on the floor.

Draw one knee in toward your chest. To prevent stress and anxiety on the knee, make certain you place your hands behind your knee as opposed to in addition to it.

For a deeper stretch, you can align your bottom leg, yet do not do this if you can not preserve a neutral spine.

Switch legs and repeat.

3) Supta Ardha Kapotasana (Reclined Fifty Percent Pigeon Posture)

This posture targets the piriformis muscle.

Place your right ankle joint across the left knee. Flex your right ankle joint, and also maintain it flexed throughout the pose.

Gently pull the left knee towards your chest, bringing the ideal leg in addition to it.

Relax and breathe for concerning 30 seconds.

Release the legs and also allow the soles of your feet remainder on the flooring for a few breaths.

Switch legs and repeat.

4) Supta Parivrttasana (Reclining Spine Twist Posture)

This spinal twist gently extends the muscle mass of the reduced and middle back.

Lie on your back with your legs extended onto the flooring.

Bend your right knee up, keeping your foot on the ground.

Lower the knee toward the ground on the contrary side of your left leg, allowing your right glutes raise off the floor.

Keep both shoulder blades on the floor. Permit your right knee to drift over the floor if attracting it all the way to the flooring creates your right shoulder blade to take off the floor.

Place your opposite hand on top of your knee to gently extend it further.

Relax and also take a breath right here for regarding 30 secs. Roll back onto your back and stretch both legs back out onto the floor for a few breaths.

Switch legs and repeat.

5) Prone Quadriceps Stretch

You can do this numerous ways, yet my preferred way is to exist in a vulnerable placement (revealed with support.) This is the healthiest way for individuals with minimal knee flexion to stretch their quads.

Lie face down on a yoga mat.

Bend one knee as well as order it with the very same hand simply below the ankle, and also delicately draw the foot down toward your butt. If you can not reach your ankle joint with your hand, you can loop a band around your ankle joint and hold both ends with your hand.

If you don't really feel anything try attracting the tailbone down towards the floor slightly till you really feel the stretch in your quadriceps.

You can do this stretch resting on your side (though I discover it can be hard to obtain in a straight line), or you could do it in a standing setting, with your back versus a wall surface to support your balance.

Relax as well as breathe deeply for concerning 30 secs.

Lower the leg to the flooring as well as remainder for a few breaths with both legs extended out on the floor.

Repeat on the other side.

6) Anjaneyasana (Lunge Pose)

This posture stretches your hip flexors, which often tend to reduce with continual resting. Tight hip flexors can influence your pose, triggering everything from neck discomfort, lower pain in the back, and also pelvic flooring issues.

To do this stretch, turn up onto your knees.

Step one leg onward to make sure that your shin is vertical. You may require to take a couple of actions to achieve this.

Place your hands just over your knee as well as flex the knee gently, bringing the whole body onward. Make certain to keep your spinal column upright and also your reduced back long.

Breathe deeply here for about 30 seconds.

Return to a stooping setting and also take a few breaths.

Repeat the other side.

7) Malasana (Yogic Squat Position)

This sustained crouching position stretches the top back.

Start in a squatting setting. If your heels do not get to the floor when you squat, position a folded up blanket under your heels.

Holding onto something reduced to the ground that will not move, e.g., under the bed or table leg.

Hold really low, as well as lean back right into a full squat. Your legs should be together with your head resting on your knees.

Relax back into the stretch.

Stay below, breathing deeply into your diaphragm, feeling a back body development on the inhalation.

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[cruelfeline]

All right, friends and neighbors. Let’s figure out Hordak’s elbows.

So, anon who brought this up: I, personally, don’t see a reason Hordak’s elbows shouldn’t bend. I think that it looks a little iffy because he’s got so little muscle mass, plus the radius and ulna are just kind of hanging out there, plus the ports in his arms; it all looks a bit odd, so I’m going to pull some screenshots out and label a few things for everyone so we all know where each bone is. And also go over what I think those ports are for. Aaaand compare with a diagram of a normal human arm. Okay? Here we go!

Okay, so, first and foremost: circled are the ports in his arms. Lines below them indicate were the elbows should bend. Labeled are his shoulder, humerus, and forearm bones in what I think is the correct orientation, but keep in mind that I’m used to dog/cat/bird/lizard limbs and not human. And also, I can’t tell from this picture what position his hands are in, making it a bit hard for me to see if the arms are rotated. So, take it was a smidgen of salt. Though I think I’m okay; the ulna should be more medial, the radius more lateral.

Continuing forward in this scene, we have Entrapta move his arms into outstretched positions, and we can again see the same ports, same bones. Here is where things look strange because the ports appear to be almost at the inner aspect of the elbow (which might be why his being able to bend there seems odd), but I think that’s just a trick of the art at this moment. In addition, because he’s rotated his hands at the wrists, it’s hard to tell whether or not the ports are on the medial aspects of his arms, or the lateral, or posterior, or anterior. In the previous screen, it’s clear that they’re medial. If we view a moment when his arms are bent at the elbow, we can confirm this and get a better look at where everything is.

As you can see in this screenshot, it’s very clear that Hordak can bend his elbows without port interference, and that said ports sit at the medial aspect of the distal humerus, immediately proximal to the elbow joint. Labeled are the forearm bones and the olecranon, AKA the point of the elbow. This view is unrotated, features bent elbows, and thus allows us to see a more clear anatomical picture than the previous views. The bony anatomy makes sense, and while Hordak is missing what appears to be pretty much every muscle in his forearms, there’s no indication that he is missing the upper arm muscles responsible for elbow flexion and extension, such as the biceps brachii, triceps brachii, and a few others. They are, as far as I can tell, present (though they might be atrophied and not very strong).

Now, the arm ports being at that specific location makes it look as if they’re anchored either at or very near to the medial epicondyle of the humerus. You can feel this part of the humerus yourself: hold your arm out, palm up, and palpate the point of your elbow on the back of your arm. Shift your fingers medially (towards your midline), and you’ll run into a sort of little valley where your ulnar nerve lives (this is what you hit when you hit your funny bone, leading to tingling), and then you’ll find this protuberance of bone right at the end of your humerus. That’s your medial epicondyle, and it’s where many of the flexors of your wrist and forearm originate.

Keep in mind: Hordak can obviously move his hands without his armor, which he probably shouldn’t be able to do with forearm muscles missing. I assume he can do this because of internal cybernetics. The armor he uses on his forearms likely gives him greater strength.

If Hordak uses his arm ports to attach synthetic muscles for stronger wrist flexion, then having them at the location of the medial epicondyle would make anatomical sense. Mind you, this doesn’t cover the extensors of the forearm, which I believe mostly attach to the lateral epicondyle of the humerus, but it stands to reason that he might use the port to handle both. The medial epicondyle is certainly the more prominent of the two, so maybe the bone there is just a better anchor for a port. 

So, in short: Hordak appears to have all that is needed for elbow flexion. His arm ports are also anatomically located in a place that seems to allow for attachment of appropriate synthetic forearm muscles for greater strength. May the gods bless his unfortunate anatomy and the analytical joy it brings us all.

[certainbreadgladiator]

How to build up your shoulders at home?

How to pump the shoulders at home? Home Fitness Magazine 14.4 to 0 Andrei Fetisov

Want to surprise everyone with your beautiful body proportions without going to the gym? In this article, we will consider what exercises for the shoulders can be performed at home. Proper organization of training

It is difficult to answer the question "How to pump the shoulders" without considering the anatomy of the muscles. The shoulder joint is classified as an articulated type. The globular head of the bone is located in the cavity of the scapula. Due to this, the shoulder joint is the most mobile part of the body with a wide range of motion. It can rotate in almost any direction.

The arm rotates thanks to the joint and deltoid muscle of the shoulder. Its name was received, because it resembles the Greek letter "Delta" upside down. The deltoid muscle has three heads:

Before. Average. Back.

They are responsible for the different trajectory of hand movements. Shoulder exercises depend on the head that works in a particular workout. When the arm moves back and forth parallel to the floor, the front and rear head is involved. The shoulder joint is quite mobile, so it is able to move along the entire trajectory. The front head can lift the arm up and bend it, turn inwards. The rear is responsible for extending and turning outward.

How to pump the shoulders at home?

Usually start with the gymnastics of the shoulder girdle. Also do stretching and learn to feel your muscles. After that, you can start doing exercises for the shoulders at home.

For training, you need special equipment: dumbbells, dumbbells, etc. it is Possible to replace them with improvised means-ordinary bottles filled with sand or water. Dumbbells should be of different weight categories for women and men:

For girls – from 1.5 to 5 kilograms. For guys - from 5 to 15 kilograms.

The best option will be folding dumbbells. They look like bars with interchangeable discs and have the opportunity to choose the necessary weight. Exercises on the shoulders at home for men and women practically do not differ in technique and varieties.

There are such rules for training the muscles of the shoulder:

The main thing is to work on the technique and not to chase the weights. It is better not to work quickly and in full amplitude. Thus, it is possible to feel the target muscles and improve neuromuscular communication. It is recommended to focus on the basic complex of exercises on the shoulders. Thus, strength will develop, which will help increase weight in other trainings.

Before classes, a warm-up is performed, which pumps blood to the target muscle group, warms the joints and ligaments.

Beginners should start with exercises with dumbbells. Perform such exercises for the shoulder joint:

Press the dumbbells in the lying and sitting position. They belong to the multi-articular type. When performing, the Central head and the front head are reduced. The load can be moved depending on the technique of execution-the angle of rotation. The Middle Delta sways if it is sitting straight, and the forearm is parallel to the body. If you are inclined-there is a displacement of 15 degrees and the front part of the muscle swings. Arnold's Press. Such an exercise at home on the shoulders is basic. All deltas are involved, when you turn the forearm, the back head is involved. Exercise is quite difficult. It is necessary to move the hands from the position in front of you to the side of the body. In this case, the forearm is turned. Beginners should start with an ordinary press. Lifting or lifting dumbbells to the sides. This movement is insulating. The whole Delta works, but the average is the most involved. Hands with dumbbells should be kept straight. A bend in the elbows, which includes the front Delta, is also possible. You can turn your arms inwards when lifting. The palms are parallel to the floor. The projectile rises only with the help of the shoulders, without swinging the shell. Lift dumbbells or mahi in front of you. Exercise for insulating shoulders and chest. The front Delta is working. Performed with straight hands with palms extended to the floor. Lift dumbbells or sloping mahi. The middle and posterior brachial muscle is involved. Mahi is performed from the position of the body parallel to the floor with straight arms. To facilitate the exercise, you can make a flexion in the elbows. The main thing is that the shoulder is always parallel to the body. For beginners, it is difficult to make a movement of two hands at the same time, so one is allowed. Such an effective exercise for wide shoulders can be combined with sloping movements. In this exercise, you need to dilute the dumbbells to the sides. Lift dumbbells or stretch to the chin. It is assigned to a multi-articular exercise. All deltas work, depending on the position of the hands. Stretching contributes to the roundness of the shoulder. With correct execution, the trapezoid is used. Push-UPS. In this case, the pectoral muscles are more involved, but there is also a load on the shoulders. On what Delta the emphasis will be on depends on the position of the hands. If they are close to each other, the triceps and the front of the shoulder sway. With a wide position of the hands-the pectoral muscles, the middle bundle of the deltas are involved. It is possible to perform the exercise with the help of a stool. The body is in a flat position, and you do not need to push to the end. The case is slightly lowered. Exercises on asymmetrical bars. The load occurs when you return to the starting position. When lowering it is necessary to make impulsive lifts. Pull-ups behind the head. The rear beam of the deltas is swinging.

Having considered the question "What exercises for the shoulders to do", it is worth doing a training program. You can use this:

The day of the premiere. Press the dumbbells in a sitting or standing position, move aside from the sides, pull on the chin, mahi in front of you. The second day. Press Arnold, mahi dumbbells in the tilt to the rear Delta, wiring to the side.

Perform exercises is necessary 3-4 approaches 8-15 times. Achieving a positive result without simulators for the shoulders will be difficult and it will take more time. But most of all, it is quite possible.

How to pump the shoulders at home? Tips for doing exercises

During training, it is necessary to take into account these recommendations:

The duration of classes is better to increase gradually. Such advice should be listened to by girls. They have a small muscle mass, so it's easier to get injured. You need to correctly perform all the exercises, even with proper preparation. Even experienced athletes can get injured. The load gradually increases. It is necessary to correctly choose the weight of free weights. Beginners should not do strength exercises during the first workout. It is better to perform light movements without using weight. First you need to work on the technique of weightless movement, and then with it. Weight gain should be done gradually. To warm up the joints, a warm-up is performed before exercise. Delta exercises should occur 2-3 times a week in the training program. Muscle pain can be relieved with the help of a salt bath with essential oil of lavender or tea tree.

Nutrition during exercise

Muscles develop during the recovery of the body. Therefore, rest, which should be between workouts, plays an important role. Proper Nutrition contributes to complete recovery. It is necessary to consume enough calories and nutrients. It is worth following a special diet. It involves the use of 1.5 - 2 grams of protein per kilogram of body weight.

This amount of protein is difficult to get only from food. Therefore, sports supplements are used. Among them are distinguished:

proteins and amino acids. They act as a building material for muscles and prevent catabolism. Omega 3 and multivitamins. Contribute to improving immunity and perform a protective function against stress. Creatine. Adds energy to muscle cells, strength and endurance. Pre-training complex. Gives motivation and energy.

Effective exercises for the shoulders and proper nutrition are the key to success.

[songspace6-blog]

Neck discomfort Xoxo

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[avengemebuckyy]

Statuesque 👠

Summary: 

‘“Uh, no, I can work on your arm.” You say, standing up. Your heart drops.

You’re taller than him.

You’re taller than him.’

or: You haven’t had the best of luck when it comes to dating. You don’t think Bucky will be any different.

Author’s note: This is a Bucky x tall fem reader. As a tall girl I kind of can’t relate when fanfics describe the reader being dwarfed by the love interest. I’m two inches away from six foot so I’m more likely to dwarf them. Especially in heels. So I thought it would be interesting to do Bucky with a tall girl. A really tall girl. I’ll do tags in a reblog since I don’t know if it’s safe to add links yet. Someone let me know if it’s safe lmao.

warnings: none

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“Thank you, sweetheart.” Bucky says shooting Clemence a knee weakening smile. Clemence giggles, tossing her shiny chocolate hair over her shoulders.

“No problem Sargent,” she purrs, leaning in slightly. Bucky had come in for his regular tune up on his arm. With strict instructions from Shuri the engineers working under the reformed Avengers had been preforming monthly tests to make sure Bucky’s arm was functioning properly. However recently the head engineer, Folashade, had been experimenting with some new functions for Bucky’s arm so he had been coming in weekly instead of monthly. Not like anyone on your all female team was complaining.

Whenever Bucky came into the workshop all productivity screeched to a halt. Even now you could see your coworkers not-so-subtly staring Bucky down. Not that you could blame them. The man was gorgeous. His brown hair looked absolutely touchable and the perfect amount of stubble lined his sharp jaw. But it really was his eyes and mouth that could do a girl in. Bucky’s eyes were large and piercing, even a simple glance from him seemed to be intense. And his mouth- it wasn’t necessarily his lips- although they were perfectly pouty, but rather his words that would make women melt. Apparently once he had been different, you had heard from some techs, silent and withdrawn, guarded and jumpy. But that was before your time. You had only been hired a few months ago, and the Bucky you knew was a massive flirt.

But under his smooth exterior signs of the broken and put back together man showed through. You could see it in the way he’d tense whenever touched him, how he constantly seemed to be scanning the room, how he’d always be checking the entrances and exits, and  in the way he’d avoid looking at his reflection in the full length mirror next to the table whenever he’d get his arm worked on.

Clemence closes up the panel on Bucky’s arm and shoots him a gleaming white smile that would have melted a lesser man. But Bucky simply rolls down his sleeve and gets up from the work table.

“It’s been a pleasure as always, ladies” He says giving a charming smile and heading out the door. As soon as the door closes girlish sighs erupt around the room.

“Is it just me or is he getting hotter and hotter?” Vanessa says fanning herself.

“He is,” Clemence says, smirking

“Clemence I can’t believe you got to work on him two times in a row!” Vanessa says and the other girls mutter their agreement.

“What can I say,?” Clemence says inspecting her perfectly manicured nails-which always stayed perfectly manicured no matter what kind of project she was working on.

“You smug bitch- I’m taking your stick out of the drawing next time.” Brittney calls out laughing. Every time Bucky was due to come into the workroom there was a drawing to see who would get to work on him.

You allow yourself to smirk at the girl’s lascivious comments for a moment before blocking them out and returning to your work. You hadn’t even written your name on a popsicle stick to be drawn. After all you were realistic. You would leave girls like Vanessa, Clemence and Ayesha to fight for Bucky’s affection. They were all beautiful, the type of girls who would be in the running to capture such a man’s attention. You on the other hand weren’t even in the race. Life had taught you that soon enough. Failed dates, dances where you did nothing but sit on the sidelines, girls nights out were every one of your friends got chatted up except you. You think your height is partially to blame. You were very tall. Taller than most women and even a lot of men. Even the men that were taller than you seemed to gravitate towards the cute, petite girls.

You eye Clemence’s tiny frame and hold back a sigh. The tallest girl in the workroom besides you was 5”5. You always felt gigantic around them. Unfeminine. In your personal life you feel that you had to compensate, and usually you do by dressing extra girly. But all engineers must wear the same army green jumpsuit when working. The other girls look cute in theirs while you feel like you look like a burly mechanic. You look at the time.

“I’m gonna take my lunch now guys” You say, standing up from your worktable.

“Okay, just be sure to back by 1pm, I want us to start on the launcher then.” Clemence says turning around. “Wow. You know sometimes I forget how tall you are,” she says looking up at you.

“Okay.” You reply, giving a tight nod and heading out of the room.

A week later you’re sitting out at your usual picnic table. You almost always take your lunch breaks alone. Work just requires so much brain power and digestion of information that you sometimes feel that your head is going to explode. So during your lunch break you like to sit alone and decompress. Usually you listen to music but recently you’ve started a book. A deep voice startles you, but you can’t quite make out the words that were said. You look up and are met with Bucky Barnes’ piercing gaze.

“Huh?” you say, feeling like a deer in headlights.

“I said do you mind if I sit here?”

“Uh, no, go ahead,” You say and look back down at your book. You stare at the pages, not comprehending anything. Finally you give into the urge and look up at Bucky. He’s calmly unwrapping a sub, looking delectable as ever in a tight navy long sleeve that shows off every contour of his biceps.

“What’cha reading?” he asks, taking a bite of his sub and looking at you.

“Girl in the snow, it’s a murder mystery.” You reply, eyes darting back down to the page.

“Interesting. To be honest I thought you’d be reading some book on engineering.”

You look up at him and find him smirking at you.

“No way! I eat out here to get away from work. Sometimes after being in the workroom for too long I feel like my brain’s fried.”

“I get that.” Bucky chuckles “I mean love the guy but if I had to listen to Steve practicing his inspirational speech one more time I’m pretty sure my head would explode.”

You giggle at the thought of the Captain practicing his renowned speeches.

“How many times does he usually practice his speeches?”

Bucky groans “At least 10 times.” He leans forward and in a conspiratory whisper says: “Frankly I think he just loves the sound of his own voice.”

The next day Bucky sits down with you when you take your lunch. And the day after that. And the day after that. After the second day you don’t even bother opening your book. You find it so easy to talk to Bucky. He makes you laugh with his sly sense of humor and surprisingly the two of you have a lot of things in common, you find you have to pull yourself away from the table at the end of your breaks.

At the end of the week as you listen to the girls drawing sticks, you can feel your heart rate picking up. You know it’s only been a few days and you don’t want to even admit it to yourself but you’re developing quite the crush on Bucky Barnes.

“Vanessa’s got it.”

Disappointed groans sound out from across the workroom.

“At least tell me you’re gonna be working on his upper arm today,” Brittany says. Vanessa picks up Bucky’s file and flips through it.

“We’re in luck ladies, today is the upper plates!” whistles sound out across the room. Upper arm means Bucky has to take off his shirt. You contemplate taking your lunch right now. You don’t think you’ll be able to sit and watch Vanessa charm Bucky. Vanessa always had the male agents drooling whenever they come into the workshop to be fitted with new weapons. Her chic jet black pixie and curvy petite frame seems to be like catnip to men.

Just as you’re about to step outside, the door opens and Bucky enters the workroom.

“Good afternoon” he greets, looking around the workroom.

“Afternoon, Sergeant Barnes,” Vanessa says, smiling widely. “I’ll be working on your arm today.”

Normally Bucky just nods and heads over to the worktable. But today he pauses.

“Actually I was hoping that y/n would be able to work on my arm today.” Every head in the workroom whips towards you. You look up, shocked. Bucky walks towards you, stopping in front of your table.

“Unless she’s too busy for lil’ ol’ me.” The soldier gives you a teasing smile.

“Uh, no, I can work on your arm.” You say, standing up. Your heart drops.

You’re taller than him.

You’re taller than him.

You suddenly realize that you’ve never stood next to Bucky. He always came to the picnic table when you were sitting down and you always left him sitting at the table. You had always been sitting at your worktable when he came in to get his arm tuned up and you had never interacted with him besides those moments.

You’re only taller by an inch or two but you know when it comes to guys it might as well be a foot. If you had any chance with Bucky before it was officially shot. You struggle to keep your face composed. Bucky seems unware of your internal struggle, shooting you a panty dropping smile and turning to walk towards the worktable.

You can feel every eye boring into you as you take the file from Vanessa and skim over it.

“I’ll be working on the front panel of your upper arm today, I’m going to be running through the flexion capabilities of the plates.”

Bucky nods, eyes never leaving your face.

“I-um I’m gonna need you to take off your shirt if you don’t mind.” You stammer and Bucky smirks. You can’t even enjoy this moment because you’re still fixated on the fact that you’re taller than Bucky. Normally you can tell within moments whether a guy is taller than you, even if you’re sitting down. Like a snake measuring it’s prey before devouring it. But you had been so taken by Bucky you didn’t even think about his height. You’ll admit, you’d always loved the idea of having a tall boyfriend, but if you were honest with yourself it was more so to fit in with society than your own personal mandate. But it didn’t matter in the end, most guys wouldn’t even entertain the thought of being with a girl taller than them.

Your thoughts are broken by the sound of Bucky pulling off his long sleeved shirt. You hear some muffled sighs and one ‘damn!’ followed by hushes and giggles.

Bucky is stacked. Every agent you’ve worked with is in shape, but the super soldier is on another level. Bulging defined muscles line every inch of his frame and broad shoulders taper down into a slim waist. You’re so busy staring you almost miss the nervous look in Bucky’s eye. You’re confused for a moment before you realize. You look at his shoulder, where the metal arm fuses with his shoulder. Even Shuri’s genius and the Wakandan doctor’s groundbreaking treatments hadn’t been able to heal the angry raised scars that covered his shoulder. You place a gentle hand on his shoulder, and rather than tensing Bucky seems to relax into your touch, his face relaxing too.

“Well just give me a moment to grab the tools and we’ll get started.” You say smiling at him and gently rubbing his shoulder. “It should give the ladies enough time to pick their jaws up off the floor.”

Laughter sounds out from around the workroom and Bucky joins in, fixing you with a full, happy smile.

Two weeks later you’re eating lunch with Bucky. It’s become routine for him to join you and you find your heart fluttering every time you catch his silhouette heading towards your table. A foreign sort of hope has started blossoming in your chest. ‘Maybe he kind of likes me? In that way?’

“Can I ask you a question?” he says suddenly, after you finish telling him about a new TV series you’ve started.

“No. People who like pineapple on pizzas are not allowed to ask me questions.” You say keeping your face straight. Bucky makes a expression of mock-hurt and whines your name.

“Come on, sugar, can you make an exception for me?”

You pretend to think for a moment.

“I guess. But you’re on thin ice Barnes.”

Bucky smiles and you try to ignore how your heart jumps.

“Say, what kind of flowers do dames like nowadays?”

You feel your heart drop.

What kind of flowers do dames like nowadays?

Dames. Not you.

Of course. Why hadn’t you seen it clearly? You’d been in this situation before. Guys always seemed to gravitate towards you when they needed help approaching someone else. ‘Who was it?’ you wondered for a moment. Clemence? Ayesha? Vanessa? Most likely Vanessa. It didn’t matter. You knew what was coming next, questions on how to woo his love interest and the cold shoulder once he succeeded.

You should have kept your feelings under control.

‘Fix your face’ you think to yourself and struggle to not let your emotions show.

“Well roses are always a hit.” You say, giving a smile that you hope doesn’t look pained “Although bouquets of roses and daises are popular nowadays. I thought it was an odd combination at first, but they do look really pretty…” your voice trails off. Bucky nods.

“Thanks sugar, I’ll keep that in mind” Bucky says giving you a soft smile. For a moment the two of you just look at each other. You feel yourself getting swept away in his gaze again.

‘Stop’ you tell yourself. ‘It’s no use anyway’

“Well, it’s time for me to head back.” You say standing and gathering your things.

‘You need to start cutting him off. Before it hurts too much to do so.’

Over the next two weeks you avoid Bucky best you can. You take your lunch in other places most days, in various spots so Bucky won’t find you. Still, you don’t want to seem like you’re avoiding him so you work on him when he comes into the workroom and asks for you and you sit at your usual spot two days out of those weeks, blaming work for your repeated absence. When you do take lunch with him you try to be impersonal in order to stop your feelings from deepening any further. But even in the short time you’ve come to know him Bucky Barnes is a hard man to forget.

By the end of the third week you’re sitting under a large tree on the compound, eating your lunch. You’re in the middle of  taking a massive bite of the puff pastry you packed when you notice two worn leather boots in your line of sight.

You look up and are met with Bucky Barnes’ piercing gaze.

“Hey,” he says

“Hey,” you reply, quickly shoving the rest of your pastry in your mouth , so you don’t have to say much else before you make your escape.

“Um so I was just actually heading out-“ you say quickly packing up your lunch box and standing. Bucky says your name softly, and something in his voice makes you pause. He sounds almost hurt.

“Are you avoiding me sugar?”

“N-no- of course not,” you stammer “But I really must be going-“ you say starting to walk away.

“Wait!” Bucky grasps your arm and you’re surprised by how gentle his touch is. He releases you and starts to shuffle his feet a bit.

“I-uh needa ask you something.”

“Sure,” you say, voice clipped. Internally you wilt, knowing a question on how to romance one of your coworkers is coming next.

“I was just wonderin’ if maybe you’d fancy going with me to Stark’s party next week. As my date. And uh maybe I can take you out to dinner beforehand?”

You just stare at Bucky for a moment shocked. ‘He’s asking me out?’

“Of course it’s alright if you don’t want to.” He says a blush working it’s way up his neck. The gears in your mind are slowly starting to turn. ‘Doesn’t he care about the height thing?’

“It doesn’t bother you?” you blurt out before you can stop yourself. You curse internally. ‘Maybe he hasn’t even noticed?’

“What?” Bucky asks looking adorably confused. You take a deep breath before deciding to say it. Better you know now rather than find out when he asks you to not wear heels.

“That I’m taller than you.” You mumble feeling embarrassed. Bucky looks at you for a moment before breaking out into a beautiful laugh, all full lips and white teeth.

“No, why would it?”

“ It’s just that most other guys seem to have a problem with my height.” You say looking down at your shoes.

“I never much cared about a gal’s height, it more mattered to me that she looked good.” Bucky steps closer, smirking “And might I say you are the best looking dame I’ve ever seen.”

You can’t contain your giggle at that “Stop flattering me Barnes.”

“There’s nothing to flatter sugar, I’m just speaking the God-honest truth.” Bucky says, leaning even closer, until you feel that you might due to his nearness. He smells indescribably good. Pine mixed with almost a smoky scent. “ ‘Sides I like your height. It’s sexy. Makes you look like some typa goddess or something.”

You can’t do anything but smile like an idiot.

“Shut up, Bucky,” you say turning your face away giggling.

“But I can’t, not when I’m around you,” he says smiling at you. He places a hand on your hip and gently urges you closer. You comply. “So, whattdaya say?”

“Yes.” You say still grinning. Bucky smiles back, smile threatening to overtake his entire face.

“Well that’s the best news I’ve heard in a while,” he says and steps backwards. For the first time you notice one of his hands is behind his back. “ You know, I have on good authority that these-“ he pulls his hand from behind his back and reveals a large bouquet of roses and daises “are the types of flowers dames like nowadays.”

You can’t help squealing a little bit. “You’re so corny” you say giggling “You’re lucky I like that.”He hands you the flowers and offers you his arm, taking your lunch bag for you. You clasp his bicep and the two of you start walking towards the compound.

“You know the only thing that would make this better would be if you wore those red heels of yours on our date.”

“When have you seen me wear heels?” you ask looking at him, surprised. You wore flat boots to work every day. Blush tinges Bucky’s neck again.

“The last company party.” You remember that party, it was a few months ago, a couple of weeks after you’d been hired. You normally stuck to flats but that night you’d been brave enough to wear a beautiful pair of fire engine red heels. But after the tenth ‘Why are you wearing heels? You’re already so tall?’ you had left early with one of your friends who was trying to dodge her agent ex. Bucky clears his throat “I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been plotting on you for a while now, sugar.” He runs a hand through his hair.

“Hmm…” you pretend to think, “I guess I can grant your request.”

Bucky grins at you, winding his arm around your waist.

“Well this day just keeps on getting better and better.”

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I would love nothing more than some feedback! Shout out to all my tall girls

[mensbodybuildingtips]

Top 10 Six-Pack Tips

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- Intercostals

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Abdominal muscles, due to the fact that of their sheath-like style, fill up with blood extremely swiftly. It's why you really feel the start of lactic acid burn far more swiftly. But just as they fill quickly, the blood additionally dissipates much more quickly and that implies that you can take much less remainder in between collections, potentially even moving continuous from workout to workout - one for your six-pack, then one for lower abdominals as well as iliac crest, then one for serratus and intercostals.

Learn to Isolate the Intercostals and Serratus

Keep everything from the midsection down ahead as well as completely still, enables you to utilize top wire sheaves to crisis down onto the serratus and also intercostal in a truly isolative fashion. Location one practical your intercostals/ serratus location and make them the hinge between your top hip and your practical an upper cord sheave accessory. It's a refined relocation calling for little variety, but is very effective.

Planks for Core Strength and also Control

Doing grinds is vital, yet it does divide the abdominal muscles from the overall core (hips, low back) of the body and compromise the back - which is why you should do slabs. Also without pivot movement, all the muscles of the spinal column, hips, hips and abdominals are working for the amount of time they are kept in fixed flexion. No ab routine ought to be without several variations of the highly intense plank which hires core stability.

Glycemic Carbs - and also No Dairy - for Sharper Abs

Dairy is a major 'ab masker' as well as may cover abdominal 'sharpness' by as much as 10 to 20 percent when body fat is reduced enough to actually see the abs. With little insulin activity, low-glycemic carbohydrates maintain the bloat from the stomach, and assist you get leaner faster!

Alternate Super-Lean as well as Fattier Protein

Some individuals have the suggestion that lean healthy protein is the only way to go. It's a wonderful way to go, and also it permits you to supplement the specific healthy fat you want in your diet regimen. Putting steak, salmon and also dark meat poultry into the diet regimen assists them look much better. Lean healthy protein and also low carbohydrates on a diet plan can squash out the most significant top. Given that your abdominals don't have the large muscular tissue bellies, you can bring them out with subtle dietary changes. The creatine in steak assists bring fullness and also vascularity to the stomach without the bloat!

FINAL TIP: Sleep, Recuperate, and also Warm-Up as well as Stretch!

Warm up in the past as well as stretch after every stomach exercise. Just heating your body with a fast 10 minute jaunt on the treadmill will help, as will certainly a couple of collections of unweighted crunches or slabs. Healing from a challenging workout is additionally important. Sleep will aid renew and minimize insulin feedback and also recuperation - allowing much better results.

Note: If you are sore between exercises, do light extending, or yoga, extending arms and also legs and lengthening the core in order to help removal lactic acid and also blood from the abdominal area.