#these are GODS with neverending stamina

[11queensupreme11]

i’m almost afraid to ask 🫣… what kinks will each yandere have?

we're going to hell together, bestie 💖

Daddyseidon

daddy dom

daddy kink (are any of you surprised?? 💀)

breeding kink (percy better not ask for little siblings hfegrvfjhv)

size difference

dumbification

humiliation/degradation (but with him doing the humiliating and degrading ofc)

sadism

overstimulation

worship

biting/marking up

monsterfucking?? cuz he has a mer form and all (does that count as monsterfucking?)

anal

begging

brat taming

edging

punishment (he's her daddy, it's only right to punish his misbehaving daughter! 🤗)

cockwarming

pregnancy (meaning he doesn't mind fucking her when she's already pregananant)

exhibitionism (usually he wouldn't like it, but everyone wants a piece of his kid so it's only fair he shows everyone who she truly belongs to 🥰)

dacryphillia

bdsm

somnophilia

TOTAL: 21 kinks

Hades

gentle dom 🥰

NIECE FETISH SIESHRG H V LMAO

breeding kink

size difference (he is over 7 feet....)

dumbification

body worship

dirty talk

overstimulation

begging

pregnancy

biting/marking up

cockwarming

praise kink but it's him giving and her receiving 💖

somnophilia

brat taming but he'll be very sweet afterwards 🥺

edging

TOTAL: 15 kinks

Apollo

switch!

breeding kink

exhibitionism (he bathes with nymphs in front of his own dad and brothers, he is definitely shameless)

dirty talk

dumbification

anal

overstimulation

dacryphillia

praise kink (HE is the one that wants to be praised, but he'll praise her too! 😍)

body worship (again, he wants it mostly centered on him lmao)

begging

pregnancy

bdsm (his divine weapon are THREADS... perfect for naughty times hehe)

edging

TOTAL: 13 kinks

Beelzebub

switch leaning on dom

breeding kink

pregnancy

corruption kink (he is the literal devil so duh)

bsdm (mans was tying her up on the second day they've known each other)

dirty talk

dumbification

humiliation/degradation (but he'll be a softie afterwards 🥺)

cockwarming

dacryphillia

sadism

overstimulation

body worship (but with him giving)

praise kink (he's the giver, but if she praises him he'll literally cream his pants 💖)

blood.... he'll happily lick it off her body

biting/marking up

somnophilia

drugging (... yup 💀)

brat taming

punishment

pain play

edging

TOTAL: 21 kinks

[b1mbodoll]

hi sweetie! ill kill every mean anon🫶 hope ur doing okay ><

thinking about the hyungs trying to get won in no nut november and hes just like “i am not doing that shit when i have a hot gf go die”😭like sorry that man gets obsessed with u and u cant convince me otherwise!! dancers hips and stamina too u dont stand a chance 🤭

pairings: yang jungwon x f! reader

warnings: silliness + no nut november + creampies + praise + breeding + pregnancy ment ?

💌: thank u for defending my honor, lovebug <3 and thx to u im havin so many NNN ideas T_T help

thinkin’ about you challenging wonie to hold out for no nut november ‘nd he can’t believe his ears like !!! you expect him to hold out for a whole MONTH?? he’s so infatuated with you he can’t go a day without burying his cock ballsdeep in your cunt <3

but you have him wrapped around your pinkie so he decides to try for you! he’s so dramatic n down so bad, he’s at the gates of hell 😭 texts you every day begging for spare pussy bc he’s a weak man! and you know he loves stuffing you full of his cum n breeding you, so you just tell him to wait n that it’ll be worth it because he’s saving his cum for u and it’ll “def be a thick load, wonie!” n the giddiness in your voice at the thought of him knockin’ you up nearly makes him cum </3 but he holds off for you !!!

well he tries to. at day 15 jungwon starts getting too handsy after seeing you walk around in nothing but one of his oversized shirts and panties, pawing at your tits and pulling you on his lap whenever you walk by him, grinding his clothed cock against you and moaning at the stimulation. his voice is whiney and breathy and so sexy, you can’t deny him any longer.

he doesn’t even bother going to your bedroom, he just lays you beneath him on the couch, hands clumsy as he undresses himself and tears your panties off, cock leaking so much precum it leaves a wet sheen on his length. wonie slips his dick inside too quickly and it makes you hiss, his thick cock stretching you out nicely after being empty for so long. “fuck, i missed this pretty pussy,” he groans, dizzy at the feeling of your tight cunt sucking him in greedily. “don’t know how you expected me to hold off for a month, i can’t live without this.”

his praises make your tummy flutter and he’s so pussydrunk they come out like word vomit, his eyes squeezed shut as his pace becomes sloppy, not even pulling out all the way anymore, just grinding his hips into yours while continuing to moan out sweet words.

“so fucking wet, your poor cunt missed me too, huh? missed me fuckin’ my cum into your womb and breeding you? ‘m so close, princess — oh god — need to fuck a baby into you.”

jungwon thrusts into you one last time before his orgasm washes over him, the feeling of his hot cum shooting directly into your womb causing your own climax, shaking and whining as he fucks you through it. he cums so much it feels neverending, painting your innerwalls a creamy white.

you were right, his first load after weeks of not cumming is so insanely thick it spills out of you as soon as he pulls out, globs of his seed making a mess of your cunt and it’s quite a sight, making wonie’s cock twitch.

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

the workout previews AAAAAAAA

xavier is so the type to have u lay underneath him while he does push ups so he can kiss u every time he goes down for motivation. definitely gets tired after like 50 push ups and collapses on top of you like the big baby he is 😩 (but somehow his stamina when he’s fucking the daylights out of you is neverending) i can’t wait for the update to come out!!!

- 🍒 anonie !!

🍒 anonie holy shit bc this is SUCH a good hc?!! i think xavier in reality has a heck lot of stamina, he's just, you know... selective... so he could totally use that to make you believe he needs motivation to get through those 50 push-ups 😭😭 he'll be so close to you and breathing heavily and grunting into your ear and it just becomes so needlessly intimate of a workout and we all know it's completely intentional on his part????? guaranteed he'd also have that knowing little smirk on his face everytime he goes in for a kiss... god i want him to do that to me so bad

[sakumasmut]

Yes I know this is late, but what kind of event runner would I be if I didn’t participate? hopefully the other fics I have planned will be a bit more on time (this is unlikely)

Day 1 of Es x reader nsfw week!

Hiyori x Jun x Fem!Reader

ao3

tags: threesome, double penetration, vaginal sex, creampie, breeding, degradation

“God, you’re such a slut.”

Hiyori’s mean words went straight to your cunt, and his mouth curled into a smirk when he felt your walls clench harder around him. Maybe you could’ve denied his statement, even been a brat and talked back about his own sexual habits. But the fact was that not only was Hiyori’s cock pressing right against your cervix, but joining it was Jun’s equally girthy length, the duo’s simultaneous penetration stretching your pussy out to its limits and turning your brain to mush.

“To think you were a virgin when we first met, and now look at you, letting the two of us fuck you at once.” He squeezed your breasts, accentuating his point with shallow thrusts upwards, the small movements making you cry out in pleasure.

“H-Hiyor—AH!”

A particularly hard thrust from behind made you squeal, hands shooting out against Hiyori’s chest to break your fall. His skin was so soft and warm, covered in a sheen of sweat. You would’ve admired the view more, but the way Jun’s cock was rubbing against your sweet spot just right forced that thought out as quickly as it popped up, replacing it with static as you squealed again.

“So fucking tight…” Jun moaned, hands gripping your hips so hard they were sure to bruise. “Can’t get enough.”

He was definitely exerting more effort than Hiyori in pounding your insides. Not that the latter was enjoying it any less, he simply preferred to watch, getting just as much pleasure from the friction of Jun’s cock against his, combined with the way your warm walls squeezed him.

“Now, now, Jun, don’t go finishing before me.” Hiyori tisked, wagging a finger at him. “Put that stamina training to use~”

Jun panted in acknowledgement, too focused on the slapping of his balls against your ass each time he pushed inside you. Your slick folds tried their best to cling to their lengths, only for them to futilely slip out and crash back into you like a neverending barrage of attacks. Their thrusting being out of sync also meant that you couldn’t relax for even a moment, your body as tense as a string of thread being pulled on both sides by these two, just waiting for it to snap.

“You really are a cute little thing.” Hiyori sighed in admiration. “All ours to use. How lucky are you that you get to be Eve’s personal slut? I wouldn’t put this cute pussy of yours to better use, wouldn’t you agree, Jun-kun?”

“Y-Yeah.” He groaned. “Fuck, I’m so close.”

“Careful about finishing inside,” Hiyori teased, “unless you want a little Jun-kun running around. Then again, /name/‘s been such a whore. She surely won’t mind carrying a baby or two, am I wrong?”

The sudden suggestion of getting pregnant certainly wasn’t something you previously considered, but maybe it was the daze from how horny you were, or Hiyori’s voice just had that magical effect on you, because you found yourself not minding the idea of carrying their kids. It wasn’t just a want though, in your lust filled state it had turned into a need.

“If you want us to pull out, just say the word. Otherwise…” Hiyori tilted your chin up to meet his eyes, the lust contained in them indescribable.

“We’ll make sure to stuff your womb to the brim.”

You felt the thread pulled taut inside you finally snap.

“Please!” You were almost sobbing from the pleasure. “Please, I need your seed inside me! Hiyori! Jun!”

Responding to your request, they sped up even more than before, and with Hiyori’s fingers on your chest and Jun’s hands on your hips, your climax was reached in no time. You cried out a barrage of pleading and begging as they fucked you through your orgasm, making sure they knew just how much you wanted this, to be used like a cum dump. You weren’t sure who came next, you just knew that after a few more seconds both stilled inside you, letting out pretty moans of their own as a flood of warmth entered you. The amount pouring in from the two idols was immense, you could feel their cum seeping out of the gaps between you and their lengths, the sticky release trailing down your thighs.

“Mm, you like that, don’t you?” Hiyori looked over your dazed form, happy with the result of his and Jun’s efforts. “Well, we’ve only just begun.”

[cyancherub]

Cassie... cherub... my sweet little pixie angel... stop doing this. Stop reading fics. There's too many, sweet thing. You are melting under him, his heavy gaze all spun out with fogged gaping pupils. You can't tell which way is up, or which is down, you aren't sure it matters not when he's balls deep in you biting at your shoulder blade like a wild animal. His thrusts are sloppy, uncoordinated, he's been humping into your for hours now, you don't know what orgasm your on but you know your thighs are coated in both Yuuji's and yours cum. "Fu-uck, baby, feels s'good," he's slurring, hissing from overstimulation but he doesn't show signs of slowing down.

i am crying there are so many i want to read.... so many my read later list is neverending . i will get to them all one day 🤚

KLSDLFKLSL IM GOING TO DISINTEGRATE 😭😭😭😭😭😭 what are u doing to me !!!

yuuji king of overstim .....i just know he will clap cheeks all night dear god the STAMINA

[itsmoonphobic]

✞︎𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕻𝖎𝖓𝖐

"𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔,𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆,𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅."

𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚/𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐛𝐲 @chandelier-s-notebook :) 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭!𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡,𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

❗TW:𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 | 𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘀 & 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 | 𝗕𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 Long text below☟︎︎ "𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔥𝔦𝔪!𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔥𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱!"

"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔷 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔗𝔢𝔠𝔥𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔢?"

"ℑ 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 '𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔤𝔬𝔡' 𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔫."

"This is your fault you know?You made him this way Calvin." "So I created a monster huh?Let's see how far he comes."

He was known as ruthless.

He was described as somebody relentless and triumphant. A bloody minded killer with a grand sense of pride.

Wholesale and ambitious.A monster that leaves behind a trace of deep,red crimson liquid everywhere it goes.

Rascal and unattainable,he was confident.Powerful and dominant,somebody who seemed to have no trouble intimidating others around him.

The Blood god.He didn't even remember when people started calling him that.But that name had always belonged to him,didn't it?

He was a god afterall wasn't he? He had always been one. That title belonged to him in the first place,he was chosen to be the holder of that name.It was destined for him.

-

"Phil!Phil!Can you tell us the story again,please?" A boy with pale blue eyes questioned his older brother in curiosity and high expectancy for a satisfying answer.The older man,who seemed to be getting ready for sleep himself,tiredly ruffled his pale blond hair.He was about to blow out the lantern placed next to the excited twins comfortably positioned in their shared bed.He smiled gently in a amused manner at the childish behavior coming from his younger siblings,they were eight afterall what else was he supposed to expect from them?Phil carefully put aside the lit up,metal object he just picked up,and gingerly shuffled on the beige,slightly dirty looking sheets until he found a comfy position.His olive eyes were droopy and half lidded as he struggled to keep himself awake for long enough to finish telling the story,cringing slightly at the thought of falling asleep in the middle of his storytelling.

"Again you two?I told you this story so many times before, shouldn't you be bored of it?" Phil asked with interest.His green eyes meeting shocked sapphire ones and confused ocean ones.The older twin,Tubbo,hugged his bee plushie closer to his chest,looking as if he was thinking of the right words ro say.Tommy on the other hand blurted out: "How could we ever get bored of Techno?!He's the most amazing person ever!When I grow up I wanna be just like him,right Tubbo?" The younger boy side glanced his twin,intensely waiting for his response.Tubbo nodded,his hazel locks falling over his glistening eyes: "Yeah,what he said!" He clutched the soft,black and yellow stuffie in his hands tighter,now moving on to hysterically nodding his head, wildly messing up his brown hair in the process.

Phil chuckled,shaking his head in faux disappointment. "You two are such a hand full!" He exclaimed,lovingly pinching both of their noses.The two young boys whined in annoyance and discomfort at the gesture they received. Phil changed his sitting position once more tonight and finally settled on crossing his legs.Tommy and Tubbo exchanged a happy glance between eachother,unable to contain their excitement.The two brothers,that looked and acted nothing alike,dragged the warm blankets closer to their necks,wanting nothing more than pure comfort.

"Once upon a time..."

-

There once was a boy who lived away in the far lands,you could call his home the outskirts of Bladestrom,the kingdom he and his rather large family resided in.They didn't have much,not that they necessarily required big wealth and power.He and his family owned a potato farm. He loved tagging along with his dad,helping him out wherever and whenever he could in the out stretching and seemingly neverending green fields.The dirt,sweat and unbearable heats got his adrenaline flowing,he loved the feeling of a cool,summer breeze gliding over his sticky and bruised skin.He loved all the scratches littering his pale fingers,the prickling in his fingertips coming from the big amount of harvesting.The way he collapsed onto his bed after an exhausting day of hard work,his mom's homemade pumpkin soup always returned back the strenght and stamina he spent outside on the fields.He felt happy,most kids his age would hate the idea of helping out their parents,when they could instead be playing carelessly with their friends.He felt free,like he could run for hours and never run low on his energy.Like he could get away with everything he did and nobody would be able to catch up to him.He felt alive,like he had a purpose.Yes,maybe potato farming didn't seem like a highly spectacular or interesting purpose in ones life but for this certain boy it was the most greatest opportunity he ever received.

On the days he wasn't at school he would be outside from daybreak to nightfall,nonstop digging around in the wet soil of the yet to be farmed crops.Doing this for most of his life made him pretty much imune to the fear or disgust of such things like insects or mice.He saw many creatures,some smaller and weaker others bigger and tougher,boars had to be his favorite out of all the critters he cought sight of.Not only did the farming calm him down and bring him happiness in his somewhat dull life,but it distracted him. Distracted him from the horrible days he has to spend at school.A place where you are meant to be respectful towards eachother and take care of one another,and not a place where you get blamed for inconsequential actions. Actions he never did and never would think of doing.He got framed for things he never did,behavior he never showed. The farm boy got punished for many different things,he was told many times that he is a problem.He was told that he was in the wrong,he was told that he wouldn't amount to a productive member of society.

He was told that he is dangerous,somebody people could never love,becouse his soul seeks blood.

The boy never knew what gruesome crime he commited for people to throw those types of phrases at him.He didn't understand many of the meanings behind messages he received from both his teachers and fellow students.Thus he began to pile up the questions in his head,questions if all of those venomous words directed at him were true?

With all of that reinforcement,was it really a surprise when that's what he became? Somebody dangerous? A problem?

Every four months,the young boy would travel along with his father to the port,so they got the opportunity to sell and distribute their potatoes.He loved traveling to the town center,there were many harbors and coasts,shores and beaches lining the outer city walls.The seagulls were usually pretty annoying and loud during the time his father an he arrived at port,considering the fact that this wasn't his first time on the port he managed to block out the pesky noises with time and experience.Though he had to recall the time when he threw a rock at one of the white ravens and his dad scolded him for doing so.He didn't like birds that much,they seemed to provoke him every time he payed attention to them.With their weightless feathers and their noisy chirping.He envied them in a way.They could just fly away whenever they felt like it,start a new life,a new beginning in places he will never be able to explore. Dragons on the other hand,fascinated him.Sure the similarities between them and the feathery nuisances were countless but the flying reptiles were far more interesting. Instead of having the feeling that the beasts provoke him, he feels as if they follow him and keep him under control. He always loved watching them soar high up behind the clouds,somewhere they could be themselves,be free.

The boy would gladly help his father load the stock from their carts onto the ships.Some of the sacks were more heavier so his father needed to lend him a hand so that they would be able to transfer all of them before the deadline.Port wasn't a long trip.It's only half an afternoon's trip from their farm with the horses.There are rarely moments where the two family members get stuck in some sort of clumsy situation,such as an accident.But they always stayed the weekend,the boy couldn't really complain about that,it only reminded him that he is able to spend more time by the docks which made him smile.To give the horses a reprise and give his father a chance to catch up with his old friends.He didn't mind their company, most of his dad's mates brought him caramel candy,which was his absolute favorite type of snack.Plus,easily got invested into their conversations.One of his dad's friends, Noah,owned a fencing club just a little to the south outside of the capital city.The boy would always perk his slightly unnatural pointy ears up in interest and curiosity when they brought up the mysterious club he only keeps hearing stories about.

On one such trip,the father and son duo finally payed a visit to the local fecing club.The small boy couldn't hide his nervousness and excitement from his father,his foot was constantly tapping in impatience.His eyes were darting all over the place,as if he was expecting the building to be located behind every possible corner they passed by.His father himself,couldn't contain the love filled smile that started to creep up onto his lips.The club was a nice place. The red-eyed boy could immediately point out that he is going to feel good here,it's as if he decided his safe space. There were many sorts of weapons,the majority of them being swords with different forged blades.From wood to diamond,there was no material or ore that went unused. His was allowed to explore the setting by himself,the sudden,unexpected confidence boost he felt running through his blood must have been caused by the club's atmosphere and vibes.He came across many faces,some greeted him kindly while others payed him no mind and continued with their training,completely unbothered by the pink haired boy's presence walking around them.

He stopped infront of one particular door.It was an old spruce door with old,rusty iron handles.The room wasn't closed,he could pick up the sound of metal clashing against metal,probably a practice fight.He could identify two very unlike voices,one was smoother and more cocky, while the other one came across as more timid and sly.The farm boy peeked his head through the small crack that was left open,his bright pink hair instantly making itself visible. His blood red eyes watched the scene intensely,just like he predicted from the noises and sounds it was indeed a fight. Two boys,about five or six years older then him were both trying to get the upper hand,their silver blades dancing with eachother in destructive harmony.One of them had a large cut across his left cheek,probably a stupid mistake,if he had the right strategies and methods something like a cut that could make you go blind shouldn't happen.The farm boy eyed the other boy,without the wound,closely.

He fought in a way he had never seen before.He made it looks so simple and easy,yet so professionally complicated. He came across too confident for his own good,but at the same time he managed to cover that confidence up with sheer knowledge and intelligence.A smirk that screemed victory ghosted his lips,his nose ever so slightly scrunching up when his fighting partner came close to gracing his tanned skin.In a split second,which almost went unseen by the pink haired boy,the dark skinned boy had his opponent on the ground,sharp and shimmering blade carefully poking his tender flesh around his chin.Red eyes widened in awe and shock,when did he manage to-?

"How long were you watchin' kid?" The pink haired boy tensed up,it was the familiar voice of the curly haired boy that he was just observing with amazement.He didn't even lay his eyes on the farm boy but still cought him in the rather uncomfortable act,he wouldn't like it himself if people just creepily watched from a distance in a corner. He slowly emerged behind the wooden door and shyly made eye contact with the defeated boy on the floor.

"Go on,speak up.Don't think I didn't catch your sneaky glances." The winner held out his hand towards his fallen friend,retrieving his sharp sword away from his face.The farm boy didn't say anything,watching as the loser happily accepted the stretched out hand and pulled himself up.He dusted of his pants from the impact they made with the dust covered ground,the grey particles flowing through the air.

"Don't like to talk much huh?" The dark eyed boy figured, sternly locking his eyes with deep red ones.Almost taken a back by the dangerous crimson orbs the dark skinned boy felt a chill run up his spine when he caught a glimpse of something terrifying swimming in the eyes that were the color of pure blood.The small,pink haired boy didn't know about his scary aura,the experienced boy could clearly tell. But there was something unsettling in the eyes of the innocent boy standing infront of him,something unsettling. Pushing aside the unnerving thought he hoped that the strange boy didn't notice his confused appearance.

Finally,the pink haired boy spoke up:"I'm sorry,I didn't mean to interrupt anything,or make you feel uncomfortable." The way his voice laced itself with hidden,deadly poison was another thing the dark eyed boy noticed.The statement on it's own didn't come across as anything threatening,but there was something horrifying lurking inside it.This little boy,who looked to be around the age of nine,couldn't possibly do these actions on purpose,he probably had no clue that people around him see him like this.

"It's fine kid,don't worry about it.Just get going,the exit is back down the hall." The older boy wanted him gone,the dangerous aura of the pink haired boy strated to grow and he felt like it was suffocating him with how intense it was. The younger individual nodded,he was about to step away and make his way back to his dad and call it a day but he changed his mind mid walk and turned around one more time:"One more thing-",he began "you're really good with a sword that big!" A wide grin grew on his chapped lips.

"What's your name kid?" The swordfighter in training asked. The farm boy answered him calmy: My name is Techno, what's yours?" The older boy,for a moment ignoring the highly questionable presence,huffed quietly:"The name's Calvin,nice to meet ya' kid." Techno's grin spread out,his dimples crawling out. "Nice to meet you too Calvin!"

[Part 2 coming out next week Friday,25th of September]

;)

[mistaeq]

Guido Mista: Just For Fun?

TW // nsfw content !!

Sssooo... this had to be a fic due on Mista's birthday, but I got killed by work and assignments and stuff, and could never manage to finish, but tonight I took a little time and concentrated on it properly before it was really TOO late. Enjoy~ ^_^

Guido Mista having a SPICY time with a neutral!reader

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It felt so good. Damn, it felt so good. You weren't even sure there was love for you, by his side. But you wouldn't have stopped him for any reason. The gunslinger had come to you to tell you about Bucciarati's orders for the day. You had to show up at Passione's headquarters in a couple of hours, so, just for the sake of not getting bored in the meantime, you invited Mista in your house to have a chat. Unfortunately, or maybe luckily, the two of you seemed to have other plans in mind.

The things about the man exploring your body with his gaze, wasn't new to you. You'd been noticing this before, at work, outside, and in general. And it wasn't like you weren't interested in Mista's attention, you just couldn't help but thinking that having relationships with colleagues wasn't the best choice you could make. Little did it matter in that moment, realizing the two of you would have had to make up a believable excuse for your late arrival at Passione's headquarters.

"G-Guido!" bringing your thoughts cruelly back to the present, the gunslinger thrusted inside of your spent hole for one last time, without either of you coming. It had been a strong thrust, without mincing words, not slow and definitely not gentle, rough enough to hear you raise your voice for him. You just liked this thing about Mista being so mercilessly rough, and you couldn't tell you weren't expecting something like this from a man like him. You had stayed still until you felt his shaft come out of your sensitive body. And despite that, you had remained folded on the bed, because you knew him, Guido Mista would have never let you in peace so easily. Oh, he still had so much to do, with your body, after so much time of waiting and pushing it back.

Just in general, he liked to insist and keep going, starting from the most absurd and almost useless things, in any situation, like telling everyone about the fact that Narancia - he had told about it at least five times, once for every Bucciarati Gang ​​member, him and Narancia excluded - had once scared him late at night during a sleepover by his house. The truth is, if we really want to keep a solid and actual comparison, that Mista guy's brains almost worked like his good companion's, Narancia. He probably soaked up some parts of his behavior, too. The most messed up ones, if I'm allowed to say that.

A kind of soul of the party, without them the boredom used to make itself easy to be felt, or in any case it made his absence noticed when nobody laughed or joked, but sexually speaking, to stay in the italian area, there is a valid and comparison with the loud mess you can find in Naples's markets and squares, too. People screaming, people yelling, someone laughing and a neverending music you don't even know where to locate. Oh, and food. Plenty of food. Don't ask an italian to skip a meal, folks. You were now being Guido's three course meal, rather than a snack.

You felt yourself being touched in a way that was anything but chaste by the strong hands of the curly, dark haired boy. It was the representation of a proper Gold Experience, to finally see the hair hidden under that hat of his, and you had to admit that sinking a hand inside of it was amazing. Plus, it perfectly represented his explosive personality. Mista's eighteen years of age - by now - surely influenced his amount of stamina and strength, he had arms that deserved the respect for which they had been designated by his genetic make-up, evidently. As if some foreplay and ministrations were necessary, after the previous hellish - or perhaps heavenly - hour in which nothing else had happened, other than the young italian roughly and ferociously pushing his length into your body, you felt his long and calloused fingers enter your needy hole, not so much time to waste and not many premises to make. Oh good lord.

"Guido..." your soft voice moaned, bending your head forward, then forced to pull it back up when you arched your back due to the sudden but perfect points that the boy's experienced fingers dared to touch.

"Right here...? You want it right here?" he teased. Oh, he had fun teasing. All the gunslinger wanted was to hear you beg for him to give you the pleasure you needed, and he knew where to touch to get you ruined for him. His fingertips grazed against a special spot, once, twice, and he laughed it over, looking at you curling up your fingers everytime, little moans coming out of your throat, your hands gripping on the bedsheets. "Damn tesoro, you're so sensitive..." he said in his hateful, proud, signature mocking tone.

"...O-Oh my god, Guido... this might be the third time you do it... right there..." but that sentence did not last long, considering the gunslinger's intentions, who bent down to use his experienced tongue where before only his fingers were. Fuck that guy and his stupid attitude. Fuck his behavior, fuck his warm tongue, penetrating your needy hole along with his fingers, leaving you speechless and breathless every second more. At least a dozen times, surely, you insulted him, cursing and groaning under the wet and beautiful contact of the boy's lips and tongue as they worked on you. You would have lied, if you said you hadn't dreamt of this before.

Given the position you were now in, when you were too quiet or too noisy for your dirty lover's liking, the size of Mista's hands came in handy, to spank you and startle you enough to react and oblige to his will. He wasn't very gentle, as a sexual character. Let's say that he enjoyed leaving his masterpieces incomplete. Like that orgasm of yours which was very little time apart from exploding, for example. When he withdrew his hands and tongue drom you, you couldn't hold back from complaining... probably too much for the man's liking. "F-Fuck! I was so damn close..." you squealed, disappointed, and let your tongue speak for yourself, shivering because of the current emptiness of your hole. "Why have I chosen to have sex with you... I could have paid someone from the street... or maybe a colleague of yours... hm?"

You had gone too far. At those words, you felt Guido grab your hair in a tight grip. Not too much to seriously hurt you, but enough to fuel your arousal even more. You can't say you haven't obtained exactly what you were looking for. "Excuse me, or better... excuse you, do you mind repeating what you just said, cara/o?" Damn, that turned you on so much. Obey him. Just obey him. You thought, until the brat part of you took over.

"N-no... I ..." you slightly turned towards him, and unexpected as it was, but incredibly hot, his member was right in front of the tip of your nose, right now. You stared at it, bouncing in front of you. Average length, but interesting girth, nothing to say. A good one. You wouldn't have minded to choke on it. "Nothing... I said nothing."

"Nuh-uh, I heard you, little fucker." he pulled you closer to him, his leaking tip now grazing on your cheek, leaving a slightly humid trail behind it. Mista's grip on your hair tightened. "Repeat for me, will you...?" he cooed, faking a soft and calm tone of his voice. Then, he clenched his teeth. "What could you do, you said?" For a split second, you thought about how Bruno was probably waiting for you at Passione's headquarters, and there you were instead, with Mista's cock hanging in front of your face.

"Nothing. I couldn't do anything..."

"Good. That's what I like to hear." with a further squeeze he made you moan and cry out, taking the opportunity to push his leaking member into your mouth. You felt yourself suffocate, Mista had no small one at all, to be completely honest, he was far from it. And you madly liked him, not only for that, also as a person. On a psychological and personal level. Nice, funny, serious when needed - maybe-, and absolutely beautiful. How many people would have sold their soul to the devil, to spend a single night with Naples's forbidden dream - or at least he said so. He probably made it up for his own self-esteem -? He also tasted good, to be honest. Details like those were important, too.

You soon understood that the only way to not to feel too bad with his strength and stamina, was to go along with his desires seriously, and thanks to this little thought that for an hour now had been helping you with Guido's sexual cravings, you brought a hand to the man's member, to help with your hands your work on him. You saw him start to move his hips towards your mouth and back, that choking sensation intensified even more due to the fact that Mista's hips thrusted forward as you bent down on him, yet as much as your eyes could water and tear up, the man's proud moans only hinted at how much it actually excited him, to see you struggle and choke on his length. "Dammit... don't give me those teary eyes... I'm gonna fucking cum." And, deep down, it was a good fuel to your own arousal. But you wouldn't have dared to tell Guido, or you would have made him brag for ages about it.

His movements got to a sudden halt, when the gunslinger reached his high, in the depth of your throat, as his own breath hitched with yours. "Fuck, y/n...!" It was very deep, and due to the choking sensation, your soft face already had two hot, heavy and salty tears running down your cheeks, not really from pain but from exertion, that guttural effort you usually make when you have to throw up, when you yawn and when you cough. Every action that, even if minimal, brings the eyes to that moist, thing layer that, straining even more those feelings, makes it become tiring and uncontrollable tears. You felt Mista's warm cum run down your throat. Still, you took the chance to taste it properly. It was so good. Another thing you wouldn't have told Guido.

It was a different sensation, compared to when you swallowed it down yourself. Or at least it was, in other experiences you had, but you were wondering if it wasn't Guido's presence, making you feel in some sorts of ways. Anyways, by swallowing down yourself, you were fast enough to not to feel the need to cough. But this way, the warm fluid flowed dramatically slowly, along the walls of your throat, down, while you only wondered when you would stop feeling it moving in your lower neck and upper chest. The satisfied look on Mista's face, who was now approaching you again, after having pulled his member out of your tender mouth, spoke by itself, and said a few simple and easily interpretable words on the line of "You will feel this warmth also somewhere else, soon." and perhaps you weren't even really complaining about it.

Even if you hoped for it to not to be that intense and strong. Too bad it would have been such, but Mista knew what he was doing, so you just chose to let him do his thing to you. "...If you do want it, it is." oh. The fact that he made sure you were still agreeing to it, caused a weird warmth to pop up in your chest. Dominant Guido was a good Guido, but respectful Guido was the best version of him. You just smiled, and quickly nodded. Of course you wanted more. You felt your legs get grabbed and opened by strong and calloused hands, you were still ready and sensitive for him, despite all the times you had come for him that evening. And despite all the times he had denied you an orgasm.

He slipped his hard length inside of you without hurting your sensitive hole too much, or maybe it was just you who were already too used to keeping that damned neapolitan inside of your body, for that night. And you thanked God for it, otherwise it would have been quite painful. A beautiful pain, in any case. First thrust, Mista groaned very loudly, clenching his teeth. One day you'll complain to him, about the fact that he'll be expecting too much time from you to dedicate to having sex. "But you can stretch your muscles like this," he'll insist, looking for a bright side or a diversionary way to respond to your grip on him against the wall. You held on the bedsheets and bit your lower lip, keeping a moan from coming out.

Second thrust, even stronger. You began to even pull on the bedheets because of the gunslinger's cock, grazing just on the right spots, the spots only him could brag about being able to find so quickly. Maybe you would have ruined or ripped your own bedsheets. Just maybe. Worse than that time when Narancia and him had decided to become the funny people of the situation, and by folding and shredding Pannacotta's bedsheets, they made some table doilies. Afterwards, Fugo didn't really want to punish them too much, to be honest. Just enough to cause the two of them three or four displaced fractures, but obviously Bruno and Leone wouldn't let him do that either.

Third thrust, Guido had started seriously moaning on his own breathy groans. He sounded like he had started to chuckle on his own voice, and that... well, that was kinda hot. "How... How do you keep on being so tight after all of this... you're just like I dreamt... or even better, I say..." you felt your arousal reach the stars, when you realized Mista had been dreaming of you. Well, you would have lied if you told him you hadn't been dreaming of him as well. But all you could do in that moment, was moan and chuckle with him. He was such a funny man, after all. You thought of that time when, together with Giorno, he had well thought about ordering a dick-shaped pizza for Abbacchio's birthday, the package labeled "For a pissing goth". How were you thinking of this while having sex? Oh my god.

Fourth thrust. You were now trembling, along with moaning. "Fuck, Guido... just like that..." you begged, clenching your teeth and not only. "Make me cum, please..." He was being so damn strong, Mista, in that moment, but thinking about that little, big, funny part of his personality, from the vicissitudes with the Gang - although he almost never admitted to be guilty of those - to his iconic tetraphobia, the fear of number four. This is why, he was pretty fast to thrust inside of you an essential fifth time. And the thrusts that appeared so strong at first, seemed now softer, slower. Slower. And frenzied, because of his own climax approaching him.

"Y-Y/n... cum now...! Fuck... cum for me." How could you even think about resisting to it? You let go and rode your high, followed by him. Witnessing such an intense pleasure and feeling of being filled in such a good way from the neapolitan gunslinger, your body trembled and shivered, your hands scratched and caressed the perfect and imperfect skin of the shoulders of Guido Mista, who, filling you with what was left of his tiredness, he let go and collapsed on your sweaty body. "Thank you... damn... thank you." in that moment, you really hoped he hadn't just took an occasion to have sex or to empty his balls. But your fear disappeared when he lay his head on your chest and let you sink a hand into his dark curls, which were sticking to his sweaty face.

For a while, you stayed there, hoping he wouldn't drift asleep. You wanted to understand what all of that meant for him. Because it genuinely meant a lot for you. You had been waiting for that. All you had to understand was if Guido had been dreaming of you to just get a piece of your ass or a piece of your heart. "Bruno's waiting for us, Mista..." you whispered, but your body language fooled you. Your voice sounded like you wanted to get up and get to Passione's Headquarters, but your legs wrapped around the man's waist told another story.

"I don't really care, if I really have to be honest." the gunslinger mumbled, with a sleepy voice. "I'd go there to just look like a mess. I can't possibly focus on anything else, after a good lovemaking." oh you liked the sound of that. You giggled, that was a hilarious answer, but mostly you chuckled out of joy.

"Lovemaking, huh..." you repeated, stroking his soft, curly hair once more. "So it meant something to you." at your words, you saw Mista's eyes widen and his head get up from your chest. He raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I... I was lowkey scared you just wanted to get a good time with my ass and let go."

"Me? Just get a good time with your ass?" he pretended to be deeply offended and pouted, making you giggle again. You didn't even mean to express that much joy, but you just felt your heart replenish with feelings. "Who do you think I am? I'm a gentiluomo, I'd never just use a babe like you for sex and nothing more. I'm... a responsible man and shit." yeah, that's just the answer a responsible man would give. But you were satisfied and happy. And amused.

"You know what, Guido... let's just stay here and rest. Bruno can wait." Maybe it was too early to talk about proper love, but you would have had a lot of time, to talk about it.

That is, if Bruno doesn't kill the two of you first.

[healinginprocess]

First

Used to blog close to a decade ago, and today I've decided to create my little space once again.

It has been too overwhelming, yet at the same time there were in-between spaces and time for me to realise all of these. So ironic.

I probably wouldn't expect that I would be like this when I was younger. I was ambitious, confident, mature, resilient, and also naive.

Today, I am none of those. God knows when I lost my stamina in this run, and I haven't got it back as much as I want to. I doubt myself everyday. I fear judgement. I feel lousy. I am lost. I can't see any hope in my future. I can't imagine that at all. I used to be able to pretend. Now I don't see any point to.

There were too many considerations and fear at this point of my life. Just like how my small business failed again and again, and it takes a heavy heart to try again. Yet I refuse to give in to my fate.

I don't know how people do it. Tolerating the neverending bs from other humans, and their pretence. What for?

[caspian-see]

Task 004 - Atlas

Guild Member Name: Atlas

Face Claim: Samuel Larsen

Age: 23

Species: Human (Soul and mind is bonded to Mt.Olympus)

Powers & Abilities: Greek Deity Physiology - Atlas has the ability to call upon the physiology of Greek deities. He is able to harness the power of a singular deity at a time, for example calling upon Zeus would produce electrokinesis, air manipulation, weather manipulation, and sky manipulation. If he wishes to call upon another deity then those abilities disappear and are replaced with the concurrent power of said god/goddess. The strength of the powers are not as incredible as an individual who has control only over that specific ability. Atlas has about average control over each of the powers. Using this ability for long periods of time at full power takes a toll on his mind and body since he has to drain the power from Mt.Olympus and his mortal being cannot take that large amount of pure energy.

Backstory: Félix Merlo, better known as the hero Atlas, began his life being born into a family without hero genes. He was the only child of two normal middle class working parents who spent most of their time away while Félix busied himself with knickknacks found around the house. He quickly took an interest in reading and began immersing himself in stories of wonderful adventure and moral dilemmas. The books would quickly pass time away until his parents arrived home exhausted, quickly fed him a healthy heaping of takeout, and rushed him off to bed. Despite his interest in fiction he loved history books about the Greek Deities and sought after any knowledge about them that he could.

When he was seven his mother took him on a trip to the library that he would never forget. He had been excited for multiple reasons that day, he got to go on a rare outing with his mom and got to rent more books to read. Though, Félix had wandered off and stuck his nose where he didn't belong. A section of the library that was off limits to normal visitors. It held large ancient texts that were written in languages the young boy couldn’t understand. But by a stroke of luck, he came across a table that had a book open to a page titled “Mt.Olympus” which Félix had noticed right away. He hopped up upon the chair and ran his fingers across the pages, though a corner sliced into his thumb and a drop of blood landed on the paper. Félix panicked. He desperately tried to wipe away the red but the spot grew bigger, and bigger to the point that even a seven-year-old knew the size was too large to be normal. He tried to jump off the chair and run away crying for his mom but he couldn’t move, a large rush of electricity bolted through his body and his eyes began to glow a brilliant shade of gold. The next thing he remembers was waking up in the hospital weeks later surrounded by his crying parents.

Not long after his release from the hospital did his ability begin to surface, and it came in large waves. Once his parents realized that their child had been granted an ability by some higher being above they forced him to give up his childhood to train in order to be the next great hero. Félix first appeared as Atlas when the invasion occurred, using his power to take out large groups and protect civilians from being hurt. At first, people feared that Atlas was another alien who would turn on them at any second but he quickly proved his loyalty (and species) by providing constant support. At 21 he was invited into the guild after the war had been completed, and he took the chance without a second thought. A part of him was happy to get away from the grips of his parents but he still reeled from the loss of his childhood.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Signature Move: Endures - Unlike most signature moves that produce a high-level attack that takes down opponents, Endures is used to restore all of Atlas’ stamina while also increasing the power of all attacks that come after it. This move is only used when Atlas has found himself unable to continue the battle through his own means and cannot be used again until he has let his body rest.

Extra Info:

Atlas’ sigil is a simple golden laurel wreath that looks as almost if it’s melting against a stark white background in order to make it pop.

Atlas’ costume is rather simple, a white aviator jacket with the sleeves rolled up, a laurel wreath that acts as a mask, and bronze jeans that are easy to maneuver in. Since some of his ability has him transforming parts of himself the design is simple enough to remake but also open enough to not be torn most of the time.

Atlas’ color scheme is gold, white, and bronze.

Atlas would have rather chosen to not have an arch nemesis because he finds people that have an obsession with him to be creepy. But, out of seemingly nowhere came a villain under the guise of Tartarus, which Atlas immediately thought was ridiculous because any self-respecting nerd would know that Tartarus worked with the Titans and would thus not go against Atlas. Tartarus’ goal is to sink society into a neverending hell as a punishment for all the wrongdoings in the world.

Atlas is the embodiment of the song: https://youtu.be/7I34zOUZCXM

Atlas is very aware of the age difference amongst himself and the other guild members, but he doesn’t let that stop him from expressing himself, which is usually done by jumping onto tables to dance or belting out a song. He does try to get the other heroes to join him and is ecstatic when they let down their guard long enough to play with him.

Atlas would never tell anybody but he’s constantly worrying about the safety of the other guild members and will get visibly excited once he learns that they have defeated a villain or returned safely.

[chuunibyou]

God I love when people ask me for advice about fruit or exercise. Idk I just love helping with stuff like that, it really makes me happy when people get curious and stuff about it. Because there’s a lot I learned/learn all the time, so I’m happy to share some of it! I encourage everyone to research what works for them too. Like I said, not everyone can have every kind of protein or food in general so you gotta find what works for you etccc. Some people have to start at a beginners level too so I encourage that too, never hop into something you aren’t strong enough to do yet, or if you don’t have enough stamina! That would only discourage you. You gotta start slow for a lot of stuff in life, and the results will come! Don’t let asshole meatheads call you weak or try to bait you, do what’s best for you tbh

Stuff like exercise is like neverending learning since you can learn new stuff everyday, or stuff gets disproved that people thought was good with science so it’s fun to learn more

[imjusttryingtoenjoymylongrest]

More post punk/grunge/goth Pennywise head cannon (sfw!!)

let me doodle with my mind for a moment.

-pennywise likes going to concerts. he reeeeaaaaally loves going to concerts

-but the kind that are in LA and less than 500 people go and its mostly 18-25 yr olds like LA youth sort of. 

-Loves to get all dark and dressed up for it. looking like a goddamn badass PUNK 

-maybe he wears a lil glitter on his arms cuz WHY NOT 

-pennywise with a mohawk (swooOON)

-boots. maybe a platformed boot. def would hurt if he stepped on u. spikes and buckles on the boots (more swoon)

-he fuckin moshes like a GOD. always in the middle of everything. the only way you can pick him out is from his sheer height and the damn orange hair

-he has a neverending stamina of cOURSE

-”babe. babe, babe you got to come in the pit it's so great you are going to fucking lose ur mind c’mon c’mon” as he starts to pull you towards the homogenous mass of sweaty bodies

-since moshing isn’t 100% ur thing you sort of hesitate but he drags u in regardless with the “do you trust me” smirk and eye look cuz he wants u to “experience the music the only true way” 

-he pushes you to go places and experience things and doesn't let you stay home ever. you never regret going out because he always says “do you trust me?” and the experiences always end up being legendary

-he laughs so damn hard when you emerge from moshing and you are so sweaty and breathless and he just jumps right back in, yanking you back towards the swarm

-if you get knocked over in the pit, he always picks you back up before you hit the ground and makes you keep going 

-he knows all the words to every song (cuz he knows everything...what do you think he does during his long rest? listens to all the music duh) and he yells and screams and is just so into it

-when and if there is a slow song, he stands behind you with his arms around your body and he’s swaying slightly and you can hear the vibrations of him singing thru his chest (he got a nice voice too)

- he looks so cool when the colored lights hit his eyes...they are always sparkling when he’s in his element

-he's always the first to be screaming for an encore, leaning over the barrier

-you wonder how the hell you will ever keep up with his energy and eventually succumb to it and just go and forget that tired is even a thing

- seeing him bounce around and dance and close his eyes and feel the music makes your heart just burst because he’s in his own little world and decided to invite you in

- the ride home, he drives and listens to the songs the band played in the car (on really low), hand on your THIGH and he's tapping his thumb to the beat and that makes u real tired and you drift off....

-when you get home, you are so exhausted and he carries you to the house and you open your eyes slightly to see him smiling and humming to himself 

-since you are so tired he just undresses u and puts you in an oversized tee that he got at the concert and u fall asleep before you even remember getting in bed. 

-he lays next to you all night inhaling ur concert scent (weed and sweat mostly idk why he would like this who knows it made better sense in my head)

-he puts the concert tickets up on the wall in his sewer cuz he had sooo much fun with you and he looks at them every once in a while and touches them and smiles (lil sentimental brat)

-he loves introducing new music to you and he makes new Spotify playlists

-when he picks you up from work or a public place he's always JAMMIN the fuck out to some obscure loud thrashy music and you cant even get embarrassed anymore cuz seeing him happy makes u happy

(I really like writing Pennywise in more modern circumstances and personally, I am partial to good style so I am not a HUGE fan of the costume but that's cool if you are. I like how everyone has their own lil niche of how they see him.  I hope some of y’all dig mine! im thinking of writing one about going to a carnival or staying in a cabin during winter, playing board games, grocery shopping...Im waiting for a good scenario to put him in and yall get freaky af but its still in the works because location is everything)

[svbjetarch]

             .• ♕ ┊          LET THE MUSIC PLAY.

          Drabble for @niiiightsky           THE SET UP

            Kwangmin ✗ Jie Lien       It had been but a moment in which Kwangmin had been gone to prepare and get some hot chocolate for her, with the tiny marhsmallows she loved so much especially once they were soaked with the chocolatey liquid and topped with some whipped cream and chocolate flakes - she had probably caused him to buy more sweets for her in the last weeks than he had ever bought for himself, at least it had been like this for the few weeks they had been dating now although she hadn't seen his family all that often even when she was over at his place, he somehow had made sure they kept their privacy at all times. But now he had left her alone and she had looked outside, leaning over the backrest of the couch so she could be closer to the window as she watched the first snowflakes fall down like frozen tears of the gods up above, the wintery white she loved so very much, it was making her excited like a little puppy knowing there would be some playtime now. She only tore her eyes off the window and what she could see outside when she felt his gaze on her, looking at him a bit surprised, she hadn't even heard him coming probably thanks to the slippers he was wearing but her eyes immediately darted down to the cup he was holding, grabby hands reaching into his decision but were only satisfied when he was moving closer to her, handing her the cup before he sat down next to her on the couch.       "Were you watching me?" A muttered question as she reached for his ears that had turned red, maybe the sight of her butt wiggling like an excited puppy's although the movement had been so very tiny might have been a bit too much for the inexperienced boy but she didn't even think that far ahead, had only felt his eyes on her and felt the heat from his ears beneath her fingertips, but they didn't last there for too long with the seductive calling of her sugary overdose trapped in the mug. Way too quick her fingers had taken hold of the spoon to get some of the whipped cream into her mouth, licking her lips afterwards.       "Were you watching outside?"       She nodded her head slowly and followed his gaze to the outside were the flakes were still slowly falling down, big puppy eyes soon directed at her boyfriend in a pleading manner and it only took him seconds before he asked whether she wanted to go outside, adding that, of course, they would only leave once she had finished her drink but it was enough to make her eyes sparkle in joy, and it seemed like the hot chocolate seemed to be gone a bit faster than usual, just so she could place the mug on the couch table and jump up, a quick stop by the bathroom before she rushed to the door to put on her clothes, Kwangmin already waiting there as if he had been able to read her mind, he had caught onto her idea in that little time, already wearing his jacket and bent down to tie up his shoes, making her imitate him in record speed, slip into her coat, steal his scarf, slip into her boots and in excitement she was wiggly on her toes until he opened the door for her, like a dog that needed to be taken outside since long already, she rushed out and only stopped at the pedestrian walk, tilting her head back to look up and watch the frozen flowers sparkle beneath the illumination of the street lights, smiling brightly just until she felt a bigger hand surround hers, gently dragging her on and it only took her seconds until she caught on as to where he was planning to go, the park nearby his house where they usually went with his dog, the one they had left behind for once because probably he had known she wanted to enjoy this bit of time outside with him alone.       A few minutes later and there they were, at the entrance to the park where some of the stronger falling flakes had already built delicate white wrappings on the ground, making her feel energetic in a second and she let go of his hand to go there, test how thick the layer of snow on the ground had already become or not and when she looked up, she could see Kwangmin a few meters ahead, his back broad in his jacket and his elbows sticking out, he probably had stuffed his hands into his pockets. But the sight of his back was inviting, making her bite onto her lower lip for a moment as she tried to gather her courage, he must have taken another ten steps until she had mustered enough of her bravery to quickly catch up, her hands on his shoulders as she jumped up and it had only taken him that split second and enough strenght of her arms to keep her up while her legs wrapped around his hips and he had his hands fixed beneath her thighs, holding her securedly so she could rest her chin on his shoulder. Each and every time again she was amazed by his strenght and the ease with which he was able to hold her up, warming her heart as she watched the weather get more intense in this comfortable way of hers, only once moving to loosely tie the ends of his scarf wrapped around her neck around his so he wouldn't get cold either. Both their breaths were turning into little clouds of steams rising up, his more than hers for he probably felt warm due having to carry her weight which was more like an exercise than not, promising herself she wouldn't leave him carrying her like this any much longer.       Soon enough she was down on the ground again, brushing her fingers over one of his hands to test how cold they had gotten by carrying her for minutes but reassuring enough it wasn't all that extreme, making her gently eye him for a moment. The sight of two dogs a bit further away racing through the cold weather got her an idea, pointing into their direction as she looked at him, "Shall we do that? Play tag and then go back and watch a movie or something?" She was sure he would agree, he always agreed to any kind of physical extertion and now he did so as well, nodding his head and it was all that she needed to get running but she was sure enough that she would lose anyways, her stamina was long not as good as his and although she used her natural agility to move through muddy earth and little placements of trees to throw him off until she couldn't hear another pair of feet moving anymore, slowing down a bit as she looked around, not able to see his frame in the dark and for a moment she considered calling out to him but first she would need to get back to the paved path, running back there but it seemed to be the very moment she was hitting the path, too busy to look around to look straight and she crushed into something - or someone as she realized when arms locked around her waist. It surprised her at first and her head was quick to shoot up, tilting back so she could look at her fielder but she soon calmed down when realizing it was her boyfriend.       "Caught you," he muttered and raised one of his hands, away from her waist to instead fish a snowflake out of her hair, brushing back that very strand behind her ear against which he was soon pressing his warmer palm, feeling hot against the frozen skin of her ears and it seemed like it was all this bit of closeness needed to make her feel as if time had stopped, as if they were caught within a snow globe, maybe the flakes were still falling but they were caught in a neverending state of affection, his hand sliding down, towards her cheek, gently caressing it, down to her chin, gently grabbing it. Her lids fell down on their own as she just let him lead until she could feel his lips against hers, setting her veins on fire that was rushing through her body within seconds, freeing a bunch of butterflies within her stomach, turning her heart into a hummingbird that was flapping its wings faster than anything else in the world, it was like an electric shock to turn off her brain and all its functions until all she could feel was his the gentle pressure of his lips against hers, moving ever so slightly, his arm wrapping tighter around her waist to pull her as close as possible and there could be no more she needed in this very moment.       It was the first time they kissed and it was the first kiss of her life but it seemed like the most perfect moment within all the time she had spent crawling and walking on this planet's surface, robbing her of all air until she was sure she would suffocate and it seemed like only then he was letting go of her. Twitching eyelids and blinking several times until she had her eyes open again, looking into his that showed the very same expression she had when looking at her favorite treats in a showcase, inhaling the cold air greedily until her throat was hurting. "Again..." A single word that was hardly more than a breath but enough of a signal to him to slide his hand into her hair to pull her head closer again, his lips pressing against hers again, more forceful, more direct and it were seconds of their lips moving until he caught her off-guard, using the tiniest of moments to slide his tongue past their lips, making her jolt within his arms but with no way to escape she had to get used to this kind of kissing immediately, making it so much harder for her to breathe, to gather a proper thought, he was stripping her naked within until all she could think of was every little spot at which their bodies connected.       It might have been minutes until they ran out of air and had to solve again, her legs weak after what he had done to her and slowly her hands made her ways to his, they were cold to her touch and it was all that was needed to make her think straight again, rushing him to get home already and she lead him there until they were back at his place and inside, stripped off their outside clothes and she had him on the couch, sitting down next to him with a blanket pulled over them and a movie started soon enough, making her sleepy all of a sudden, only distracted when she felt his lips on top of her head, her previously wet from the snow hair all dried up by now and just this little touch so she tilted her head back, pressing her lips tightly together but he caught on to her little silent plea and gave her a quick kiss to her lips, slowly but surely, she was growing addicted to taste and feeling of his lips on hers, enough to make her smile lightly, another kiss onto her lips was enough to satisfy her and she cuddled up against his side again, licking her lower lip as if that was the way to savor their last kiss for another few hours.

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Fittest Late Night Talk Show Hosts 2017

Late night talk show hosts can crack a joke and carry a skit, but can they run a few miles without getting out of breath? The nightly format of most of these shows means that these hosts are in our living rooms and on our Twitter feeds every day. They should use their large platform and extensive followings to rally people around healthy lifestyle.

At the HFR institue, we’ve emphasized the connection between entertainment and fitness since 2013. Our innovative lists of fittest celebrities hit all categories of entertainers, from comedians to rock stars. This is our third annual fittest talk show host list, with previous research ranking the fittest late night talk show hosts and daytime hosts. We used Samir Becic’s knowledge of over 33 years in athletics coupled with his experience as 4 times Number 1 Fitness Trainer in the World to scour all available information on the late night hosts to find the fittest of the bunch.

Samir Becic, author of ReSYNC Your Life, says of these late night mavens “Late night talk show hosts have a specific role in American society because of the tens of millions of viewers and followers on social media. They can be among the most influential trendsetters and can inspire millions of Americans to embrace a healthier lifestyle.”

We used a combination of internet research and interviews to create this list:

Andy Cohen – Watch What Happens Live

A post shared by Andy Cohen (@bravoandy) on Oct 27, 2014 at 11:39am PDT

Scuba dives.

Enjoys fly-fishing.

Rides horses- can even be seen herding cattle in Montana on his Instagram page.

Has said his rescue dog Wacha, has made him more of a morning person, and he regularly walks him.

Works out daily with a trainer for an hour.

Although he is up late for his live late night talk show, he always makes time in the morning to workout, something he enjoys.

Cohen eats a healthy diet and is big on healthy eating. He often eats toast and tea for breakfast, quinoa for lunch, and religiously eats the same meal every night of grilled chicken fajita meat when working.

Trevor Noah – The Daily Show

A photo posted by Trevor Noah (@trevornoah) on Mar 31, 2014 at 11:05am PDT

He’s well-aware of the prevalence of heart disease so Noah likes to stay moving when he’s at the office. He does so by spontaneously completing a set of moves with a colleague throughout the day. This can include 10 reps of lunges or squats per person.

Noah finds no excuse to be physically inactive and discourages chronic sitting. He’ll squeeze in some pull-ups, squats, etc. when he’s preparing for The Daily Show.

He believes jumping is a wonderful and easy way to spruce up your monotonous daily actions.

Was runner-up in a reality dance TV Show in South Africa called Strictly Come Dancing, where he trained 14-16 hours daily.

For Noah, it’s not just about being active, it’s also about being proactive in finding ways to include some sort of mini-workout despite your busy schedule.

He is a conscious eater when it comes to processed foods. In a GQ interview, Noah comments that American food “has too much added to it” compared what he ate in his native country, South Africa. To accommodate for these differences, Noah omits excess sugar from his diet and sometimes he’ll even avoid refined carbs for multiple weeks.

Stephen Colbert – The Late Show

A video posted by Late Show with Stephen Colbert (@colbertlateshow) on Nov 20, 2015 at 11:04am PST

A NASA treadmill for astronauts, Combined Operational Load Bearing External Resistance Treadmill (COLBERT), was named in honor of Stephen Colbert.

NASA named the space station treadmill after him- Jokes that his daily routine involves:

a protein shake thrown in the face of a jaguar

Crab walks for 25 miles and stabs a mountain

Finishes up with self flagellation and some catapult work

Attended the 2014 Shape & Men’s Fitness Super Bowl Party

In the 2010 Winter Olympics, the “Colbert Report” financially supported the US Speedskating unit as they competed in Vancouver

He used his power as TV show host to promote a fundraiser for the US Speedskating team after their sponsor collapsed during the financial meltdown. His efforts totaled to $300,000 that were used to cheer on the team on the less popular Winter Olympic Games.

He is a yogi in training.

In 2009, Colbert and Matthew McConaughey were ranked the same position for the sexiest Yoga Dork’s male celebrity yogi

Carson Daly – Last Call

A photo posted by Carson Daly (@carsondaly) on Sep 15, 2015 at 6:15am PDT

In 2015, his goal was to lose weight, Daly shed off 30 pounds through dedication and hard work and he continues to maintain his healthier weight.

Upon approaching his 30s, he reveals his growing desire to “eat healthy and be healthy”

Changing his dietary and fitness habits helps him concentrate on the important things of life and work.

Daly credits the blissful California weather for encouraging him to workout.

He’s been recognized as a Health Hero by WebMD in 2014 for his efforts to promote sustainable fresh foods by building gardens for children in Brooklyn.

He enjoys SoulCycle- a high-intensity spinning class

Daly enjoys going on bike rides to explore Santa Monica.

Jimmy Fallon – The Tonight Show

A photo posted by Jimmy Fallon (@jimmyfallon) on Feb 1, 2015 at 10:18am PST

He once had a fitness face-off with First aLdy, Michelle Obama, on his show and lost.

Jimmy is motivated to live a healthy lifestyle so he can stay ahead of his busy schedule.

His green juices contain spinach, parsley, and “God knows what else is in it,” Jimmy joked.

He likes a hearty bowl of salad and getting his omega fats from fish oil supplements.

Jimmy likes golfing.

He often hits the gym with a trainer.

After being the host of the Tonight’s show, he perceives his responsibilities like a boxer on a streak and going on multiple rounds.

Jimmy had to adjust his lifestyle to keep up with the demands of his show. Nowadays, he prioritizes self-care by swapping his night outs for more rest time.

Chris Hardwick – Midnight

A photo posted by Chris Hardwick (@hardwick) on Sep 2, 2016 at 2:11am PDT

He continues to practice abstinence ever since he stopped drinking in 2013.

Hardwick has shed an incredible 40 lbs since his commitment to giving up alcohol.

Being physically active and improving his diet has helped reset his mindset after going through a bump in his life. He no longer tries to make excuses for not being active.

“I humbly place my low point at your feet and tell you that if you’re thinking about making improvements in your life, TODAY IS THE DAY TO START. Quitting drinking, starting exercising, eating better, pursuing your passion, hugging more puppies–whatever it is. Don’t think about it. Just do it. Over-thinking the “hows” and “why comes” will put you in a neverending loop of inactivity. You have the power and ability to change the future with a simple “pro-you” decision” he has said.

Jimmy Kimmel – Jimmy Kimmel Live!

A photo posted by Jimmy Kimmel (@jimmykimmel) on Apr 9, 2016 at 11:44am PDT

Enjoys sport fishing

He multitasks by utilizing his treadmill desk at work ever since 2012.

His decision to get a treadmill desk came after he “read somewhere that sitting all day can cut 15 or 20 years off your life… [which is] worse than smoking.” He believes that “we weren’t meant to sit this much” so he decided to change this by upgrading his office.

Kimmel commonly critiques fad diets and workouts. He doesn’t take them seriously and promotes more sustainable approaches that place a priority on being healthy rather than solely losing weight.

Conan O’Brien – Conan

A photo posted by CONAN (@teamcoco) on Sep 29, 2016 at 7:34pm PDT

In a humorous segment, he did a workout session with fellow actor Kevin Hart and trainer Jen Widerstrom this year. Although he was not as fit as Hart, O’Brien demonstrated his impressive stamina at 53 years old.

He has a love for bikes and biking. In fact, O’Brien supported The Challenged Athlete Foundation and The Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation by participating in an online bike auction. These organizations were both cherished by O’Brien’s late friend, Robin Williams, who also gifted him a Colnago bike worth at least $2,000.

Good music keeps him going. You can find his workout playlist is available on the Rdio app.

Seth Meyers – Late Night: Seth Meyers

A photo posted by @sethmeyers on Aug 8, 2015 at 9:59am PDT

He sticks to a consistent routine of running an average of 4 days a week.

Meyers sets aside 3 days each week to weight train.

He likes to start his day with a refreshing glass/bottle of juice.

Instead of restrictive dieting, Meyers prefers to manage his weight and health by eating once every 4 hours.

Meyers participated in the 2012 Cycle For Survival to raise funds supporting rare cancer research.

He is a firm believer of hopeful perseverance after meeting many inspiring cancer survivors.

John Oliver – Last Week Tonight

A photo posted by Last Week Tonight (@lastweektonight) on Aug 15, 2016 at 6:43am PDT

Oliver has a soft spot for soccer and admits in a Rolling Stone interview that he still dreams of being a soccer player.

Oliver shuns the sugar industry and its unsustainable tactics that are detrimental to health.

In 2016, he bought and forgave $15 million of medical debt.

Despite the limited information currently available on his personal health regime, Oliver has a pivotal role in putting the spotlight on health. He has spoken on nutritional topics such as the chicken industry standards, Dr. Oz’s show, etc.

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Fittest Late Night Talk Show Hosts 2017

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Late night talk show hosts can crack a joke and carry a skit, but can they run a few miles without getting out of breath? The nightly format of most of these shows means that these hosts are in our living rooms and on our Twitter feeds every day. They should use their large platform and extensive followings to rally people around healthy lifestyle.

At the HFR institue, we’ve emphasized the connection between entertainment and fitness since 2013. Our innovative lists of fittest celebrities hit all categories of entertainers, from comedians to rock stars. This is our third annual fittest talk show host list, with previous research ranking the fittest late night talk show hosts and daytime hosts. We used Samir Becic’s knowledge of over 33 years in athletics coupled with his experience as 4 times Number 1 Fitness Trainer in the World to scour all available information on the late night hosts to find the fittest of the bunch.

Samir Becic, author of ReSYNC Your Life, says of these late night mavens “Late night talk show hosts have a specific role in American society because of the tens of millions of viewers and followers on social media. They can be among the most influential trendsetters and can inspire millions of Americans to embrace a healthier lifestyle.”

We used a combination of internet research and interviews to create this list:

Andy Cohen – Watch What Happens Live

A post shared by Andy Cohen (@bravoandy) on Oct 27, 2014 at 11:39am PDT

Scuba dives.

Enjoys fly-fishing.

Rides horses- can even be seen herding cattle in Montana on his Instagram page.

Has said his rescue dog Wacha, has made him more of a morning person, and he regularly walks him.

Works out daily with a trainer for an hour.

Although he is up late for his live late night talk show, he always makes time in the morning to workout, something he enjoys.

Cohen eats a healthy diet and is big on healthy eating. He often eats toast and tea for breakfast, quinoa for lunch, and religiously eats the same meal every night of grilled chicken fajita meat when working.

Trevor Noah – The Daily Show

A photo posted by Trevor Noah (@trevornoah) on Mar 31, 2014 at 11:05am PDT

He’s well-aware of the prevalence of heart disease so Noah likes to stay moving when he’s at the office. He does so by spontaneously completing a set of moves with a colleague throughout the day. This can include 10 reps of lunges or squats per person.

Noah finds no excuse to be physically inactive and discourages chronic sitting. He’ll squeeze in some pull-ups, squats, etc. when he’s preparing for The Daily Show.

He believes jumping is a wonderful and easy way to spruce up your monotonous daily actions.

Was runner-up in a reality dance TV Show in South Africa called Strictly Come Dancing, where he trained 14-16 hours daily.

For Noah, it’s not just about being active, it’s also about being proactive in finding ways to include some sort of mini-workout despite your busy schedule.

He is a conscious eater when it comes to processed foods. In a GQ interview, Noah comments that American food “has too much added to it” compared what he ate in his native country, South Africa. To accommodate for these differences, Noah omits excess sugar from his diet and sometimes he’ll even avoid refined carbs for multiple weeks.

Stephen Colbert – The Late Show

A video posted by Late Show with Stephen Colbert (@colbertlateshow) on Nov 20, 2015 at 11:04am PST

A NASA treadmill for astronauts, Combined Operational Load Bearing External Resistance Treadmill (COLBERT), was named in honor of Stephen Colbert.

NASA named the space station treadmill after him- Jokes that his daily routine involves:

a protein shake thrown in the face of a jaguar

Crab walks for 25 miles and stabs a mountain

Finishes up with self flagellation and some catapult work

Attended the 2014 Shape & Men’s Fitness Super Bowl Party

In the 2010 Winter Olympics, the “Colbert Report” financially supported the US Speedskating unit as they competed in Vancouver

He used his power as TV show host to promote a fundraiser for the US Speedskating team after their sponsor collapsed during the financial meltdown. His efforts totaled to $300,000 that were used to cheer on the team on the less popular Winter Olympic Games.

He is a yogi in training.

In 2009, Colbert and Matthew McConaughey were ranked the same position for the sexiest Yoga Dork’s male celebrity yogi

Carson Daly – Last Call

A photo posted by Carson Daly (@carsondaly) on Sep 15, 2015 at 6:15am PDT

In 2015, his goal was to lose weight, Daly shed off 30 pounds through dedication and hard work and he continues to maintain his healthier weight.

Upon approaching his 30s, he reveals his growing desire to “eat healthy and be healthy”

Changing his dietary and fitness habits helps him concentrate on the important things of life and work.

Daly credits the blissful California weather for encouraging him to workout.

He’s been recognized as a Health Hero by WebMD in 2014 for his efforts to promote sustainable fresh foods by building gardens for children in Brooklyn.

He enjoys SoulCycle- a high-intensity spinning class

Daly enjoys going on bike rides to explore Santa Monica.

Jimmy Fallon – The Tonight Show

A photo posted by Jimmy Fallon (@jimmyfallon) on Feb 1, 2015 at 10:18am PST

He once had a fitness face-off with First aLdy, Michelle Obama, on his show and lost.

Jimmy is motivated to live a healthy lifestyle so he can stay ahead of his busy schedule.

His green juices contain spinach, parsley, and “God knows what else is in it,” Jimmy joked.

He likes a hearty bowl of salad and getting his omega fats from fish oil supplements.

Jimmy likes golfing.

He often hits the gym with a trainer.

After being the host of the Tonight’s show, he perceives his responsibilities like a boxer on a streak and going on multiple rounds.

Jimmy had to adjust his lifestyle to keep up with the demands of his show. Nowadays, he prioritizes self-care by swapping his night outs for more rest time.

Chris Hardwick – Midnight

A photo posted by Chris Hardwick (@hardwick) on Sep 2, 2016 at 2:11am PDT

He continues to practice abstinence ever since he stopped drinking in 2013.

Hardwick has shed an incredible 40 lbs since his commitment to giving up alcohol.

Being physically active and improving his diet has helped reset his mindset after going through a bump in his life. He no longer tries to make excuses for not being active.

“I humbly place my low point at your feet and tell you that if you’re thinking about making improvements in your life, TODAY IS THE DAY TO START. Quitting drinking, starting exercising, eating better, pursuing your passion, hugging more puppies–whatever it is. Don’t think about it. Just do it. Over-thinking the “hows” and “why comes” will put you in a neverending loop of inactivity. You have the power and ability to change the future with a simple “pro-you” decision” he has said.

Jimmy Kimmel – Jimmy Kimmel Live!

A photo posted by Jimmy Kimmel (@jimmykimmel) on Apr 9, 2016 at 11:44am PDT

Enjoys sport fishing

He multitasks by utilizing his treadmill desk at work ever since 2012.

His decision to get a treadmill desk came after he “read somewhere that sitting all day can cut 15 or 20 years off your life… [which is] worse than smoking.” He believes that “we weren’t meant to sit this much” so he decided to change this by upgrading his office.

Kimmel commonly critiques fad diets and workouts. He doesn’t take them seriously and promotes more sustainable approaches that place a priority on being healthy rather than solely losing weight.

Conan O’Brien – Conan

A photo posted by CONAN (@teamcoco) on Sep 29, 2016 at 7:34pm PDT

In a humorous segment, he did a workout session with fellow actor Kevin Hart and trainer Jen Widerstrom this year. Although he was not as fit as Hart, O’Brien demonstrated his impressive stamina at 53 years old.

He has a love for bikes and biking. In fact, O’Brien supported The Challenged Athlete Foundation and The Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation by participating in an online bike auction. These organizations were both cherished by O’Brien’s late friend, Robin Williams, who also gifted him a Colnago bike worth at least $2,000.

Good music keeps him going. You can find his workout playlist is available on the Rdio app.

Seth Meyers – Late Night: Seth Meyers

A photo posted by @sethmeyers on Aug 8, 2015 at 9:59am PDT

He sticks to a consistent routine of running an average of 4 days a week.

Meyers sets aside 3 days each week to weight train.

He likes to start his day with a refreshing glass/bottle of juice.

Instead of restrictive dieting, Meyers prefers to manage his weight and health by eating once every 4 hours.

Meyers participated in the 2012 Cycle For Survival to raise funds supporting rare cancer research.

He is a firm believer of hopeful perseverance after meeting many inspiring cancer survivors.

John Oliver – Last Week Tonight

A photo posted by Last Week Tonight (@lastweektonight) on Aug 15, 2016 at 6:43am PDT

Oliver has a soft spot for soccer and admits in a Rolling Stone interview that he still dreams of being a soccer player.

Oliver shuns the sugar industry and its unsustainable tactics that are detrimental to health.

In 2016, he bought and forgave $15 million of medical debt.

Despite the limited information currently available on his personal health regime, Oliver has a pivotal role in putting the spotlight on health. He has spoken on nutritional topics such as the chicken industry standards, Dr. Oz’s show, etc.

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The Ultimate Cheat Sheet On Everwing Cheats.

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As described in our Perspective: Absolutely no Dawn evaluation, the PS4's newest exclusive is a magnificent success for Guerrilla Games. Game Not Offered: Game presents a Game Not Readily available" error message for sure individuals. Asked for attributes: One Struck Eliminate/ Greater Damages? No Skill Cooldown Time?God Setting/ Never ever Die. Till we saw that leveling up your partner dragons takes A LOT of time if you play in the regular raid. Each time, throughout the goals, when I'm motivated to have fun with a brand-new player I have not played with in the past, I key in, in the search, arbitrary numbers as well as letters such as 9df05 or dljkjj or lllto9 as well as I get accounts that I could play with and it doesn't even bother them. The game comes with different fairies, and also it is necessary that you know each of their benefits and also drawbacks, as well as the very best ways to utilize them in fight. This boosts our extravagance in the game as well as therefore we do not also notice just how much time we have actually invested playing this game. In our experience a Degree 1 Uncommon dragon would certainly need 10-12 hrs in Silverwind Desert to completely level up to Level 10. Carrier Notifications: When you play EverWing in a Facebook Carrier chat group, you could send some EverWing alerts to your buddies as you proceed with the game. We typically use this to max out Degree 19 dragons to Level 20 from Neverend. You'll should have fun with them to level them up, yet sending out a mix of dragons that give exceptional boosts will see the money you make increasing. You could get 280,000 coins for selling a level 29 dragon.

Why We Love Everwing Cheats (As well as You Should, As well!). http://n4g.com/news/2068540/everwing-top-17-tips-cheats-tricks-glitches-and-strategies

You can normally gain a lot of Coins and Trophies by just playing the game, but you can additionally gain extra coins by unlocking Guardians and also sending them on Missions. As well as today, Carrier upped its gameplay with a brand-new video games section, specifically where you could play games such as Pac-Man and Space Invaders against buddies. We'll additionally offer you some methods for getting the most from the moment you're playing the game, since we're pretty sure that you're going to be playing a horrible great deal after you have actually read all of this. Focus on collecting power ups: - Power ups makes your game easier in advance degrees. http://fifa17cheatstips.blogg.org/everwing-cheats-review-a131656988 When advancing dragons, you'll wish to evolve 2 dragons that have the very same zodiac indicator, as that's mosting likely to give you extra firepower. 17) Even though the unusual as well as epic dragons have their very own special powers, common dragons have one of the most brute stamina of any of the partners. If you favor to play EverWing in endless mode, you must maintain a couple of points in mind, consisting of the value of collecting shamrocks the moment that you see them. To advance these dragon a second time, you must have a two-star dragon at level 20 (the maximum level) and evolve it with one more two-star dragon at degree 20 of the same name. Arguably, the first point you should do after finding out the basics of the game is to find some close friends who might have an interest in EverWing, and ask to help you out in the raid employer fights. The second Sidekick used to progress the Sidekick chosen initially should additionally have the very same zodiac displayed, but it does not matter if the second dragon has a zodiac reward or not. When these 2 things are combined with eye memorable graphics and an excellent gameplay you obtain an extremely addictive game like Everwing. Don't forget to use the Everwing Cheats too. Put them to use versus raid managers specifically, as they are the ones that will certainly frequently add one of the most damaged, especially when leveled up or developed.

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Fittest Late Night Talk Show Hosts 2017

Late night talk show hosts can crack a joke and carry a skit, but can they run a few miles without getting out of breath? The nightly format of most of these shows means that these hosts are in our living rooms and on our Twitter feeds every day. They should use their large platform and extensive followings to rally people around healthy lifestyle.

At the HFR institue, we’ve emphasized the connection between entertainment and fitness since 2013. Our innovative lists of fittest celebrities hit all categories of entertainers, from comedians to rock stars. This is our third annual fittest talk show host list, with previous research ranking the fittest late night talk show hosts and daytime hosts. We used Samir Becic’s knowledge of over 33 years in athletics coupled with his experience as 4 times Number 1 Fitness Trainer in the World to scour all available information on the late night hosts to find the fittest of the bunch.

Samir Becic, author of ReSYNC Your Life, says of these late night mavens “Late night talk show hosts have a specific role in American society because of the tens of millions of viewers and followers on social media. They can be among the most influential trendsetters and can inspire millions of Americans to embrace a healthier lifestyle.”

We used a combination of internet research and interviews to create this list:

Andy Cohen – Watch What Happens Live

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Scuba dives.

Enjoys fly-fishing.

Rides horses- can even be seen herding cattle in Montana on his Instagram page.

Has said his rescue dog Wacha, has made him more of a morning person, and he regularly walks him.

Works out daily with a trainer for an hour.

Although he is up late for his live late night talk show, he always makes time in the morning to workout, something he enjoys.

Cohen eats a healthy diet and is big on healthy eating. He often eats toast and tea for breakfast, quinoa for lunch, and religiously eats the same meal every night of grilled chicken fajita meat when working.

Trevor Noah – The Daily Show

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He’s well-aware of the prevalence of heart disease so Noah likes to stay moving when he’s at the office. He does so by spontaneously completing a set of moves with a colleague throughout the day. This can include 10 reps of lunges or squats per person.

Noah finds no excuse to be physically inactive and discourages chronic sitting. He’ll squeeze in some pull-ups, squats, etc. when he’s preparing for The Daily Show.

He believes jumping is a wonderful and easy way to spruce up your monotonous daily actions.

Was runner-up in a reality dance TV Show in South Africa called Strictly Come Dancing, where he trained 14-16 hours daily.

For Noah, it’s not just about being active, it’s also about being proactive in finding ways to include some sort of mini-workout despite your busy schedule.

He is a conscious eater when it comes to processed foods. In a GQ interview, Noah comments that American food “has too much added to it” compared what he ate in his native country, South Africa. To accommodate for these differences, Noah omits excess sugar from his diet and sometimes he’ll even avoid refined carbs for multiple weeks.

Stephen Colbert – The Late Show

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A NASA treadmill for astronauts, Combined Operational Load Bearing External Resistance Treadmill (COLBERT), was named in honor of Stephen Colbert.

NASA named the space station treadmill after him- Jokes that his daily routine involves:

a protein shake thrown in the face of a jaguar

Crab walks for 25 miles and stabs a mountain

Finishes up with self flagellation and some catapult work

Attended the 2014 Shape & Men’s Fitness Super Bowl Party

In the 2010 Winter Olympics, the “Colbert Report” financially supported the US Speedskating unit as they competed in Vancouver

He used his power as TV show host to promote a fundraiser for the US Speedskating team after their sponsor collapsed during the financial meltdown. His efforts totaled to $300,000 that were used to cheer on the team on the less popular Winter Olympic Games.

He is a yogi in training.

In 2009, Colbert and Matthew McConaughey were ranked the same position for the sexiest Yoga Dork’s male celebrity yogi

Carson Daly – Last Call

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In 2015, his goal was to lose weight, Daly shed off 30 pounds through dedication and hard work and he continues to maintain his healthier weight.

Upon approaching his 30s, he reveals his growing desire to “eat healthy and be healthy”

Changing his dietary and fitness habits helps him concentrate on the important things of life and work.

Daly credits the blissful California weather for encouraging him to workout.

He’s been recognized as a Health Hero by WebMD in 2014 for his efforts to promote sustainable fresh foods by building gardens for children in Brooklyn.

He enjoys SoulCycle- a high-intensity spinning class

Daly enjoys going on bike rides to explore Santa Monica.

Jimmy Fallon – The Tonight Show

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He once had a fitness face-off with First aLdy, Michelle Obama, on his show and lost.

Jimmy is motivated to live a healthy lifestyle so he can stay ahead of his busy schedule.

His green juices contain spinach, parsley, and “God knows what else is in it,” Jimmy joked.

He likes a hearty bowl of salad and getting his omega fats from fish oil supplements.

Jimmy likes golfing.

He often hits the gym with a trainer.

After being the host of the Tonight’s show, he perceives his responsibilities like a boxer on a streak and going on multiple rounds.

Jimmy had to adjust his lifestyle to keep up with the demands of his show. Nowadays, he prioritizes self-care by swapping his night outs for more rest time.

Chris Hardwick – Midnight

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He continues to practice abstinence ever since he stopped drinking in 2013.

Hardwick has shed an incredible 40 lbs since his commitment to giving up alcohol.

Being physically active and improving his diet has helped reset his mindset after going through a bump in his life. He no longer tries to make excuses for not being active.

“I humbly place my low point at your feet and tell you that if you’re thinking about making improvements in your life, TODAY IS THE DAY TO START. Quitting drinking, starting exercising, eating better, pursuing your passion, hugging more puppies–whatever it is. Don’t think about it. Just do it. Over-thinking the “hows” and “why comes” will put you in a neverending loop of inactivity. You have the power and ability to change the future with a simple “pro-you” decision” he has said.

Jimmy Kimmel – Jimmy Kimmel Live!

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Enjoys sport fishing

He multitasks by utilizing his treadmill desk at work ever since 2012.

His decision to get a treadmill desk came after he “read somewhere that sitting all day can cut 15 or 20 years off your life… [which is] worse than smoking.” He believes that “we weren’t meant to sit this much” so he decided to change this by upgrading his office.

Kimmel commonly critiques fad diets and workouts. He doesn’t take them seriously and promotes more sustainable approaches that place a priority on being healthy rather than solely losing weight.

Conan O’Brien – Conan

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In a humorous segment, he did a workout session with fellow actor Kevin Hart and trainer Jen Widerstrom this year. Although he was not as fit as Hart, O’Brien demonstrated his impressive stamina at 53 years old.

He has a love for bikes and biking. In fact, O’Brien supported The Challenged Athlete Foundation and The Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation by participating in an online bike auction. These organizations were both cherished by O’Brien’s late friend, Robin Williams, who also gifted him a Colnago bike worth at least $2,000.

Good music keeps him going. You can find his workout playlist is available on the Rdio app.

Seth Meyers – Late Night: Seth Meyers

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He sticks to a consistent routine of running an average of 4 days a week.

Meyers sets aside 3 days each week to weight train.

He likes to start his day with a refreshing glass/bottle of juice.

Instead of restrictive dieting, Meyers prefers to manage his weight and health by eating once every 4 hours.

Meyers participated in the 2012 Cycle For Survival to raise funds supporting rare cancer research.

He is a firm believer of hopeful perseverance after meeting many inspiring cancer survivors.

John Oliver – Last Week Tonight

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Oliver has a soft spot for soccer and admits in a Rolling Stone interview that he still dreams of being a soccer player.

Oliver shuns the sugar industry and its unsustainable tactics that are detrimental to health.

In 2016, he bought and forgave $15 million of medical debt.

Despite the limited information currently available on his personal health regime, Oliver has a pivotal role in putting the spotlight on health. He has spoken on nutritional topics such as the chicken industry standards, Dr. Oz’s show, etc.

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