#LowerBack

[thepowerofpositivityblog]

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[nulemon]

Reverse Corpse the Advasana

Reverse Corpse the Advasana

The Reverse Corpse pose, or Advasana, is an inverted yoga pose with enormous benefits. It helps to relax and release tension in the lower back, improve circulation in the abdominal area, and balance the adrenal glands. It also increases flexibility in the hips and abdomen and can aid in digestion. Advasana is one of the relaxing yoga poses under the category of restorative poses. The inversion opens a space in the belly that can help to release grief and trauma, leading to a sense of peace and grounding. It has the ability to dissolve stress and can be calming and calming even in times when stress levels are high. It's an excellent way to re-energize yourself and start the day with a sense of rejuvenation. Read the full article

[fitnessmantram]

Hip and Lower back Workout for women with dumbbells #shorts #hipfat #dum...

Read more: Hip Thrust Machine: The Secret to Growing Your Glutes

[paramountchiropracticc]

Paramount Chiropractric - Chiropractor For Lower Back Pain

Paramount Chiropractic is a Gold Coast-based chiropractic clinic that provides a variety of treatments beyond traditional back and neck pain relief. They believe in maintaining a healthy spine to improve overall physical health, including boosting the immune system and increasing vitality.

Paramount Chiropractic’s experienced team of chiropractors can help relieve mental exhaustion and improve your body’s natural ability to fight germs and illness with a simple adjustment. Contact them today to schedule an appointment and start your journey towards optimal health.

Website- https://paramountchiropractic.com.au/

Find us- 7/12–14 Executive Dr

Burleigh Waters, Queensland 4220

Phone- (+61) 406 796 998

[fitliferegime]

12 Best Lower Back Strengthening Exercises To At Home

Do you ever experience difficulty bending forward due to lower back pain? Have you noticed that you feel stiffness and pain in your lower back when you stand up after long periods of sitting? Are you looking for ways to strengthen your lower back at home? Then you should read this blog.Here will guide you through a series of simple yet effective exercises for the lower back that include strengthening and stretching exercises.These exercises will not only make your lower back feel better, but they will also protect it from future injuries. The best part? You can perform them conveniently within the confines of your own home, making them easily accessible and adaptable to your busy schedule.

Importance of a Strong Lower Back

Wouldn't it be great if you could lift your child or even a bag of groceries without as much effort? If you answered “yes” to any of the above, you might benefit from workouts that help strengthen and improve the flexibility of your lower back.The importance of a strong lower back cannot be overstated when it comes to overall health and well-being. Here are some key reasons why developing strength in this area is crucial:The stronger your low back is, the better your posture, athletic performance, and mobility. You will be less likely to suffer from back pain. 1. Spinal Stability The back, or lumbar spine, is crucial for supporting the weight of the upper body and ensuring proper alignment. A strong lower back provides stability and prevents excessive strain on the spine. This stability is essential for maintaining good posture and reducing the risk of injuries, such as herniated discs or muscle strains. 2. Pain Prevention Lower back pain is a prevalent issue that affects millions of people worldwide. Weakness in the muscles surrounding the lower back can contribute to pain and discomfort. Studies have shown that doing exercises to strengthen the lower back muscles can help relieve existing pain and prevent future occurrences by providing better support and stability to the spine. 3. Core Strength and Balance The lower back is an integral part of the core musculature, which includes the abdominals, obliques, and pelvic floor muscles. Strengthen the entire core for more stable movements and ultimately less pain. It also improves posture and contributes to a more aesthetically pleasing physique. 4. Pain Free Life The strength of the lower back acts as a protective mechanism against injuries during physical activities and everyday movements.Whether you're lifting heavy objects, participating in sports, or performing household chores, having a solid foundation of lower back strength reduces the risk of strains, sprains, and other musculoskeletal injuries. Read the full article

[disgruntled-lifeform]

Can someone lock me in a room with no possibility for Activities so I stop accidentally over taxing my body please?

[th3lightyougaveme]

0/10 dont recommend hurting your back trying to put shoes on. if i cough too hard the pain returns

[bikashdas]

Is It Good To See A Chiropractor For Lower Back Pain?

[returnofeternity]

hear me out, tattoo artist nat getting freaky when a new customer comes in and wants to get her first tattoo on her lowerback or like on her cleavage (plus, if possible the dear customer looks too innocent to get a tattoo?)

you searched for only the best (and cheapest, you're on a bit of a budget here...) tattoo shops in the city. the name that kept popping up on almost every search was natalie scatorccio from 2525 tattoos.

she had the best reviews by far. barely any negative ones, and if they were low, they always ended with how nice she was and how she gave them a discount if they disliked the end result.

so you booked her. talked to her a bit on the phone and explained what it was that you were going for, and soon enough, you were walking through the front doors of the shop, nervous as fuck, and looking for the most "natalie" looking person in here.

you shuffle up to the front where some guy is. "hi, i have an appointment with natalie at 2."

after giving him your name blah, blah, blah, you follow him to the back where he tells you to sit and get comfortable while he fetches "nat."

you sit nervously on the black tattoo bed, looking around at all the picture frames and tat supplies as you try to calm your racing mind. you're intimidated. this place might be too cool for you.

just as you reach over to inspect a stencil on the table, a dark-haired girl walks in, making you jump back in embarrassment.

she chuckles at you and you flush, especially after getting a good look at her. gosh, she's handsome and gorgeous at the same time.

"you're my 2 o'clock?" she asks skeptically while placing down some ink. "the cleavage tat?"

"yeah..." you mumble, gulping hard as she walks around you to set up. her perfume makes you dizzy. "why, did you have someone else scheduled?"

"no, you just don't seem the type. too innocent looking." she smiles and bites her lip, snapping the black gloves on her hand. "i like it."

· · 𖦹 · ·

thinking about nat touching your body after telling you to scoot up on the bed just so she can feel you... nat who says "good girl" when you scoot to where she wants you.

nat who helps you out of your shirt and undoes your bra for you, nat who accidentally brushes her gloved hand against your nipple as she places it to the side.

nat who tells you that it's perfectly fine if your nipples get hard and not to get embarrassed.

nat who's in for a long ride when you whimper the second she starts inking you up... she loves it. but you need to relax so she can do it without fucking it up. she's whispering for you to take deep breaths while her thumb is rubbing your hips, just as affected as you are because as she looks down at you, face flushed and lip trapped beneath your teeth, you look so innocent.

nat who has to hold onto your breast as she does the tattoo. nat who jokes about how hard your nipple is while she subtly gropes it.

nat who notices how you're trying to rub your thighs together.

nat who has to stop what she's doing to hold your chest down because you keep arching your back the closer she gets to your nipple 😵‍💫 you knew it would be somewhat ticklish plus painful getting this type of tattoo, but you didn't know it would turn you on so much... you feel so pathetic.

nat who asks if you want her to apply numbing cream... you agree because you think you might die of embarrassment if you let out another whine disguised as a cough. it happens again when she rubs it on your nipples :(

nat who gives you her number after she's done, telling you to text/call her if you need something like advice for aftercare. thinking of her face when you send pictures of your chest, asking if bleeding is normal. she has to touch herself to it...

nat who is very excited when you book another tattoo appointment with her :)

[fitnessmantram]

Yoga for Stretching and Flexibility #yoga #flexibility #stretching #vira...

[dixonsgirl93]

What Daryl Dixon would be like in a relationship:

I can’t remember if I’ve done one of these before or something similar but oh well

Looking at how he was with Connie, he’d be a lot more smiley with you. Just seeing your face, knowing you’re safe and happy is what keeps him going.

He loves your laugh, no matter what it sounds like. Your happiness warms his heart. Even better if he’s the one to make you laugh.

He loves just touching you. Holding your hand, touching your lowerback as you walk, when you’re alone he’ll trace his fingers over your arms and back.

He’s extremely protective but not to the point you feel suffocated. If you wanted to go on a run he won’t stop you but he will make it known to you that he wants you back safe, even going so far as to almost threaten who you’re going with that you make it home to him.

He’s also more anxious each day, that you’ll be taken from him in some way. He can’t stand the idea but sometimes it’s all he can think about. You have to keep reassuring him that you aren’t going anywhere.

At first he was worried about another man trying to steal you away, always having an eye on you incase they tried anything on you. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, just that maybe they’d be successful at luring you away somehow.

He’d teach you how to use his crossbow, letting you wear his wings and even riding his bike with him behind you.

He doesn’t care if you guys don’t have sex regularly, even if you didn’t have it ever again. He enjoys it with you of course but he’d never pressure you, only ask if you were feeling okay.

He’d be rubbish in the bedroom, let’s be honest. You’d have to teach him, show him how to make love. He’d take every lesson to heart, wanting to make you happy.

He loooooooves going down on you. It’s his favourite thing. The first thing he learned how to do well and he cannot get enough.

I feel like he’d eventually be comfortable enough with you to be really chatty, talking about the old days with Merle or some random story that just came to him and you’d listen because he feels so comfortable and safe with you.

If something were to happen, and you broke up or if you died, he’d never move on from that. Anyone after you would be a pale comparison to you, no matter how hard he might try to move on.

[withwritersblock]

More Hearts Than Mine-She Visits His Family in Michigan

~More Hearts Than Mine by Ingrid Andress~ Author's Note: I started this on the 4th and then I gave up so this is all I got lmao Summary: she visits his family in Michigan Warnings: Swearing? I honestly don't remember Word Count: 3,131

It was the week of fourth of July and Luke had invited her to spend the fourth with his family in Michigan. It would be his parents and his brothers, so it wouldn’t be a huge group. Luke and Y/N were walking side by side, each dragging their carry ons  behind them. 

Luke shifted his gaze towards her, taking note of the small frown on her lips. “What’s wrong, Baby?” he asked as he used his free hand to rest on her lowerback. She took in a sharp breath.

“I think I need to go shopping when we get there,” she mumbled. His eyes squinted slightly, he chuckled. “I’m serious,” she said while laughing. 

“You have enough clothes for the trip,” he expressed, “But I’ll take you shopping. They have a lot of shops you’ll like,” he explained.

“Will they have swim suits safe for vacation with boyfriend’s family?” she asked with a teasing smirk on her lips. He chuckled, his cheeks pinking up. 

“I’m sure they are fine,” he mumbled, he shifted his gaze to see his dad waiting for them near the main entrance and exit of the Detroit airport. He leaned towards her, whispering into her ear, “Why don’t you show them to me later and I can be the judge?” he raised his eyebrows and a smirk toyed to his lips. She rolled her eyes playfully as they continued towards his father. 

Luke broke away from Y/N as he excitedly hugged his father. “Lukey!” his father let out excitedly.

“Dad, I saw you last week,” Luke let out smiling. He pulled away, excitedly reaching over to Y/N for a hug. Her eyes widened, shocked at the sudden attention. She accepted the hug excitedly. 

“I know but any chance I get to see my sons, I better be excited,” he said pulling away from Y/N. “How are you, Y/N?” his father asked. She smiled as Luke wrapped his arm around her waist.

“I’m doing good, I’m glad we got such an early flight,” she mumbled.

“Oh, me too,” his father said as he began guiding the pair out of the airport. 

The car ride back to the lake house went by faster than Luke was originally anticipating. They pulled into the driveway to see Ellen, Jack, and Quinn sitting outside on the front porch. Ellen excitedly stood up walking towards Y/N as she climbed out of the car. Luke took a hold of his bag as well as Y/N’s. “I’m so happy you’re here, Y/N. Come inside, let me show you around,” Ellen said as she guided her towards the entrance to the house. 

“What? We’re not allowed to say hi to our future sister-in-law?” Jack teased. Y/N’s eyes widened, a nervous laugh leaving her lips. Luke shook his head as he fought of the grin forming to his lips. 

Ellen continued guiding her inside. It was bigger and more beautiful than Luke described. “Oh wow,” Y/N let out as her eyes danced around. 

“This is the living room,” she explained as she pointed to the huge TV alongside the two couches that took up the large space. “The boys did a good job, right?” Ellen said excitedly as she pointed towards the kitchen area. “I’m not allowed to cook, Quinn does all the cooking,” 

“Really?” she said slightly shocked. The boys all entered the house, Luke was carrying both bags. “Maybe he can teach Luke to cook this summer,” she mumbled. Luke gasped dramatically. Ellen chuckled as they continued down the hallways towards Luke’s room. 

“I can cook better than you!” Luke shouted teasingly as he stumbled down towards the hallway. “She’s burnt Mac and Cheese before!” Luke offered as he followed them towards the room. They stepped inside, Luke placed the bags down before he faced his mom. She smiled towards her youngest boy, hugging him happily. 

“Now you be nice to Y/N,” Ellen mumbled as she pulled away from her son, “I’ll make sure Quinn gives him some pointers,” Ellen offered as she squeezed Y/N’s arm before she walked out of the room. 

Quinn appeared at the door shortly after his mother left, “We’re going to go get some groceries, Jack has a few meetings, so if you guys want to relax for a bit; we’ll go boating later,” 

Luke simply nodded as Quinn, polietly shut the door for the pair. Y/N smiled towards Luke. “This place is incredible,” she expressed. He nodded.

“Get used to it, you’ll be here a lot over the next summers,” he explained, reaching towards her wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her towards him, she rested her hands onto the base of his neck. 

“Oh will I now?” she asked teasingly. He nodded as he leaned towards her, kissing her. She pulled away, he pouted his lips as he reached his hand up pulling her face towards his once more. She returned the kiss for only a moment longer, “Later, Lukey,” she whispered before she slowly slipped away from his grasp.

“Right because I think I am getting a fashion show, right?” he asked in a hushed tone, in case there was wandering ears from his family. He watched her shyly smile as she slowly started unzipping her bag. Luke eagerly sat down in the small beanbag chair in the corner of his room.

“You have to close your eyes,” she offered as she slowly pulled out the bright pink bikini. She didn’t look when she packed her bikinis, she simply took a handful and tossed them into her bag.

“Really?” he asked, a grin to his lips. She nodded dramatically. He huffed as he tilted his head back, pulling the hat from his head. He placed it over his eyes, aiding in covering his gaze from her. 

“No peeking!” she teased. He laughed as he adjusted the hat on his face a little lower. 

She began tying the top, realizing how low cut this swimsuit looked. It definitely made her body look good but it was definitely too sexy for a week with his parents. She adjusted the matching bottoms, she spun around, looking in the mirror. Her body looked incredible with the bright pink barely covering her frame.

“Okay,” she mumbled, letting out a small breath. Luke excitedly lifted the hat away from his eyes, his eyes were open and wide. He bit his bottom lip fighting the grin forming to his lips. His cheeks instantly darkened to a shade of red. He held up a finger, spinning it. She smiled shyly as she slowly spun around showing the rest of the swimsuit.

“Yeah, you might be right,” he let out, with a huff of air. “You look really hot,” he muttered.

“See! I need to be cute, not sexy or whatever,” she pouted. He chuckled as he leaned forward, adjusting himself. 

“What other options do you have?” He asked, trying to be helpful. She sighed as she spun around, looking at the eight swimsuits on the bed. She didn’t entirely plan her outfits when Luke last minute invited her. 

In all honesty, the eight swimsuits were all pretty much the same style in different colors and patterns. He watched her lean forward slightly, the swimsuit was showing off her curves in the most beautiful way. 

He stood up, clearing his throat as he walked up beside her. He stared towards her options, a small grin on his lips. “I guess we’re going shopping,” he let out, a dry chuckle leaving his throat. She let out a long dramatic breath as she began collecting each piece of swimwear. “Hey, I thought I was getting a fashion show,” he said protectively, taking a hold of the dark blue set. He loved the way this color looked on her.

She laughed, “How about you help me pick out a few safer options when we go shopping,” she offered as she put the rest of the swimsuits back into her carry on bag. He pouted as he dropped the dark blue one into the carry on as well.

“I guess that’s fine,” he said as she turned to face him. She had a teasing smirk on her lips.

“You’re so dramatic,” she mumbled. His lips slowly curled up as he scanned her frame. He leaned down, lifting her up from her thighs and tossed her onto the bed. “Luke!” She let out while laughing. He climbed on top of her, his lips hovering over her own.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” he mumbled as he brushed his lips against hers for only a moment before he fully kissed her. Her hand ran through his curls, his hair was a lot shorter than they have been in months. His lips slowly pulled away from her own as his lips started to kiss down her jaw, down her neck.

“Luke,” she mumbled out as she arched her back into him. “We have to get ready to go,” she mumbled out as she continued to run her fingers through his hair. He hummed against her skin. He slowly guided his lips back from her neck, towards her jaw, and back towards her lips. He connected their lips for only a moment before he reluctantly pulled away.

“Fine,” he let out dramatically. She laughed while rolling her eyes, he stood up from the bed. “I’ll let you get changed and we can take my mom’s car. I’ll text her to let her know,” he glanced down towards her, smiling for only a moment before he stepped out of the bedroom. His gaze was on his phone as he typed. 

~~~

It was only a ten minute drive towards the shops in town. It was all decorated in light pastel colors, it was gorgeous. Luke parked the car as close as he could towards the walkway of small boutiques and tiny souvenirs shops. Her eyes were wide as she admired each small entrance and the light green plastered everywhere. 

“Ready to go?” Luke asked as he pulled the keys from the ignition. She hummed as she opened the car door and stepped outside. He followed in pursuit, locking the car in the process as he adjusted the hat on his head. “This one right here has some stuff I think you’ll like,” he mumbled.

She smiled softly as they stepped inside. It was a beautiful shop, that sold mostly clothing. Many of the clothes were themed to their location in Michigan but it was still aesthetically cute. “Oh wow,” she mumbled as she instantly stopped at the first rack of clothes. Luke smiled politely towards the cashier who was also the owner. 

“How long is the family visiting this time?” the owner asked. Luke lit up as the owner spoke.

“We here for the week but my brothers and I will be back in a few weeks,” he explained. 

“And who’s this?” the owner pried, Y/N lifted her head from the rack of clothes; she was already eyeing the yellow sundress. 

“This is my girlfriend, Y/N, this is her first time coming to Michigan,” Luke explained, his cheeks pinking up. 

“I hope you guys have a good time then,” he said.

“Thank you, Michael,” Luke smiled towards him. Y/N pulled the dress out and held it to her body. Luke admired the soft smile on her lips. He watched her glance down towards the price tag, her entire demeaner faltering. “Get it,” Luke mumbled, delicately resting his hand onto her arm. 

“Luke,” she scolded quietly while shaking her head, “You are not paying for another thing while I am here,” she mumbled, placing it back onto the rack as she walked towards another collection. 

“You like the dress, I want you to get it,” he whispered into her ear as he stood behind her, watching her pick up different items. 

“You have spent way too much money on this trip and me already. We haven’t even been here for a full day yet,” she explained.

“There is never too much money spent on you, Darling, I will buy anything and everything you need,” he whispered into her ear, pressing his lips delicately to her jawline. 

She spun around, meeting his gaze. She frowned as she scanned the small cocky grin on his lips. “Just because you don’t know what to do with your money doesn’t mean you get to waste it all on me,” she expressed as she slowly slipped from his grasp, “Besides we came here for swimsuits, remember?” she offered as she wandered towards the shelves with different swimsuits. 

Luke chuckled slightly while shaking his head. She pulled out a handful of different bikinis and one pieces that she felt were safe enough. “Is there a fitting room?” she asked Luke, he nodded as he pointed towards the back room. She took a hold of his hand as they walked towards the small room together. 

A small bell rung as a handful of tourists stepped inside, a few were young children. She opened the fitting room door, walking inside. Luke tried to follow her but she delicately pushed him back. “Hey,” he let out teasingly. 

“You sit and I’ll show you each one,” she mumbled as she pointed to the tiny bench behind him.

“There is no way I’ll fit on this bench,” he protested. 

“Sit,” she said as she shut the door to the fitting room. He laughed nervously as he slowly sat down on the bench, he swore would break the second he sat down. His knees were practically held up to his chest. 

Luke kept his head down as he saw one of the young kids wearing a Redwings shirt. He wasn’t sure if the kid knew who he was, he still wanted to avoid the awkward encounter. 

It was only a few minutes before Y/N opened the door. She was wearing a navy two piece swimsuit with a more high waisted bottoms but still had a bit of a revealing top. It was better than the swimsuits she brought with.

Luke instantly smiled, tilting his head back against the wall as his eyes scanned her frame. She slowly spun in a circle as she showed off each inch of her body. “Safe and hot, a winner,” he mumbled. She rolled her eyes playfully as she brushed a few pieces of hair away from her face. 

“You sure?” she asked. He nodded dramatically. 

For the next four swimsuits, Luke gave the same answer but it was the truth each time. She could wear anything and he would think it was attractive. 

She stepped out of the fitting room, in the original clothes she came in with. Luke pouted slightly, “No more?” he said sadly. She rolled her eyes playfully as she held out her hand. Her other one was holding three swimsuits.

“You still have the ones at the lakehouse you haven’t seen,” she whispered as they walked towards the counter, in the much more crowded shop.

“That is true,” he mumbled as he handed Michael is card to pay for the new clothing items. Y/N’s eyes widened as shes tared towards Luke frustratingly. “Don’t argue it,” he said with a teasing grin.

~~~

They were sitting on the boat together as Quinn continued to go around the lake in different patterns. Y/N was sitting at the back of the boat, beside Ellen, as Luke’s head was rested on her lap as he was laying in front of them. The sun was starting to go down, and they were all getting tired. Especially Luke. He refused to put on sunscreen and now he was starting to feel nauseous as his skin was pinking up. 

His arms were crossed over his chest as he kept his eyes shut, starting to doze off. Y/N kept running her fingers through his hair nonchalantly as Quinn started guiding the boat towards the house again. 

The rest of the family was talking, randomly. There was not a specific set of conversation. Quinn glanced behind him, seeing Luke half asleep on his girlfriend’s lap. He chuckled as he shifted his gaze back towards the lake. 

“He’s obsessed with her,” Quinn mumbled towards Jack. Jack began nodding dramatically. Ellen frowned slightly towards her older sons. Y/N dropped her head shyly, looking towards Luke. Cringing slightly at how pink his cheeks were getting. 

“Good, you’re supposed to be obsessed with your partner,” she defended, meeting Y/N’s gaze. “You should learn from your brother, you might be able to keep a girlfriend,” she said. The entire group started laughing. Luke eyes slowly opened as he chuckled, he tilted his head back, meeting Y/N’s gaze. She rolled her eyes playfully as she continued running her fingers through his curls.

“Who said I want a girlfriend?” Jack said while raising his eyebrows dramatically. 

“Oh my god,” Jim mumbled while rolling his eyes playfully.

“I had a long term girlfriend, way longer than Lukey,” Quinn countered.

“Where’s she now?” Luke muttered, a teasing grin to his lips. Quinn pursed his lips forward while nodding slowly.

“Got me there,” he muttered. The group starting laughing again. 

“Can you hurry and get us back to the house, my body fucking hurts,” Luke complained as he shut his eyes harshly, his lips fall into a pout; beggin for sympathy. 

“Oh please, and who’s fault is that?” Y/N said while she pressed her hand against his pink shoulder. His skin felt like fire. Ellen began to chuckle. Luke let out a huff of air.

“I don’t think we even have aloe,” Ellen let out. Luke’s eyes widened as he sat up slightly, staring towards his mom. “You should’ve listened to your girlfriend,” Ellen teased. 

“Yeah, probably,” he mumbled as he laid back down onto her lap. He tilted his head back, meeting her gaze. 

“Probably?” she asked teasingly. He rolled his eyes crossing his arms over his chest.

It took a few more minutes before Quinn put the boat to a stop and began tying it to the dock. Everyone started piling out of the boat one by one. Luke got off as he held out his hand for Y/N to help her off the boat. She gladly took his hand and stepped off, resting her hand onto his chest for stablity.

“Oh dude, it’s so bad,” Quinn started laughing as he stared towards Luke’s sunburn. Luke rolled his eyes playfully as he tugged his swim trunks lower slightly. The very red harsh line was dramatic and looked very painful. Jack started laughing with Quinn as they all started walking towards the house together.

“Suprisingly I’ve had worse,” Luke mumbled as he leaned towards Y/N and kissed her cheek briefly.

[baby-taurus]

SFW boyfriend!chris headcanons

୨୧ chris never believed in love until you came into his life, and he always manages to show you how much he loves you. getting you flowers for any occasion (or just because), showering you with compliments or just getting you gifts in general

slowly opening your eyes you turn to your right, noticing your boyfriend already gone, still looking over confused and wondering where chris went you turn back on your back, realizing that he had told you yesterday night that he had to leave early to go filming. you swing your legs out of the bed, taking your phone in your hand and head into your kitchen. on the counter stood a vase with a flower bouquet, you smile to yourself already knowing who put these there, next to the bouquet is a little folded white piece of paper. you walk over and pick up the note. "i'm sorry that we can't spend the day together, i'm taking you out tonight, i love you baby"

୨୧ chris always has his hands on you. he always has to touch you in some kind, doesn't matter where you are or what you are doing.

"chris, stop i can't concentrate." you laugh. you were sitting on chris' bed, leaning against his headboard and doing your college homework which needed to be done by tomorrow. chris couldn't stop laying his head on your shoulder or poking you in the sides so you would pay attention to him. "can't you do them later?" he takes your face with both his hands and gently kisses you all over you face. "I'm almost done!" you laugh while he kisses you. you try to free yourself from his grip but he started to tickle you, making you unable to protect yourself. "okay,okay! i'll do them later" chris finally stops, proud of himself that he got it his way. he pulls you into a tight hug, laying down and pressing your head against his chest while he gives you a forehead kiss.

୨୧ chris is jealous. he doesn't want anyone near his girl and gets furious when someone crosses that line

"his hand is on your fucking ass y/n!" chris said irritated. you were at one of tara's parties yesterday, without chris. chris didn't want to let you go out alone at first, but since he had a meeting today morning he decided to just let you anyway. the reason why chris wasn't so sure of it, is because he doesn't like carrington. he always thought that carrington had a thing for you. chris send you a screenshot today morning, it was a picture someone took of you and carrington, however according to chris, carrington's hand was a little bit too close on your lowerback, your ass. he immediately got an uber and rushed to your house. "i didn't even noticed." you took the phone out of chris' hand to look at the picture. chris looked mad, really mad, not at you but at carrington. "you will never go to one of their parties alone again, gotta show him who you belong to"

[littlelalaland]

things I love that cg's do pt 3 <3

-when they order for you

-when they rest their hand on your lowerback to lead you somewhere

-them opening doors and boxes for you

-them not letting you handle anything with a knife because they don't want you to hurt yourself

-when they take care of you while your too out of it, ie drowsy/drunk/high. them carrying you to your bed or moving your limp body carefully while your *faintly* aware of what's going on

-when they fix up your outfit/hair (buttoning my shirt or fixing my hair)

-them glaring at other people who look you up and down

-them patting their lap for you to come sit on it

-holding!hands!everywhere!

-them asking if your okay in a soft voice if you have injured yourself

-when they pick out your outfit

-when they rest their head/arms on your shoulders

-when they point to water or food for you to drink/eat it

-when they can tell your getting overwhelmed in public and start to rub circles in your back or your hand with their thumb

-being told to breathe while overwhelmed/panicking, and them talking you through a panic attack

[4wkjun]

rude | lhs

pairing: lee heeseung × afab!reader

summary: heeseung has never loved anyone as much as he loves y/n. y/n’s father has never hated someone as much as he hates heeseung. but it doesn’t matter, heeseung’s gonna marry y/n anyway.

contains: heeseung riding a motorcycle (🥵), smoking, cursing, toxic father, sugestive.

obvious note: inspired by magic!'s rude (don’t kill the magic, 2014).

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“marry me” heeseung said, looking at you. you were laying on top of him, his own body occupying at least 80% of his mattress. you laughed, covering his mouth with your hand.

“stop saying that!”

“i’ll stop when you say yes” he said in a muffled tone behind your palm. his long fingers wrapped around your wrist and he kissed your palm before removing your hand from his lips. his other hand held your lowerback as he turned the both of you on the mattress, laying your head in his arm. “you know i can make you happy.”

“you already make me happy, lee heeseung.” heeseung sighed, frustrated at your answer. you chuckled and lifted your head a little to peck his lips. “it’s getting late. c’mon, i gotta go home.”

“why can’t you sleep over?” heeseung asked and tightened his grip around your body, not letting you get up.

“you know why...”

“your dad is not a good reason. gimme a good reason.”

“well, when he is the one who pays for my bills, he is a good reason.”

heeseung pouted.

“i can pay your bills” he said, smiling. you laughed, shaking your head. “if i give you my credit card, will you stay?”

“oh, please. i already love you for free” you said. he smiled big. “hee, i want to stay” you said and your thumb circled his bottom lip when his smile faded. “but you know i can’t, my dad’s gonna kill you.”

“worth the price” he sighed.

you smiled, getting rid of his grip. heeseung groaned when he saw you reaching for your purse sitting on his chair, knowing you’d walk home by yourself if he didn’t drive you. he got up behind you, upset because he couldn’t even spend the night with his girl.

heeseung parked his motorcycle in front of your gate, waiting until your feet reached the floor before getting out himself. you smiled when he took his helmet, fixing his smooth hair – or at least trying to, because the wind wouldn’t stop blowing. he looked so good like that, still holding onto his helmet, his leather jacket zipped up to his chin, trying to protect him from the cold wind announcing the autumn was coming to an end. the sunset was so pretty, reflecting golden streaks of light into his beautiful skin.

“are you cold?” he asked, his gaze fixed on your face. his hands fixed your sweater, pulling the collar up to protect more of your skin. “i know you hate the wind when riding, i tried to come as slowly as possible...”

he pouted, now focused on fixing your wild hair post-helmet. you smiled, holding his waist. your hands felt cold inside of the gloves and your face hurt as if all of your blood disappeared, but your heart always felt warm next to heeseung.

“i love you” you said, your eyes fixed on his. he lowered his gaze to meet yours, smiling.

“and i love you, silly.”

in your tiptoes, you reached his neck and pulled him closer to kiss his lips. he kissed you back, his hands holding you in place for a little longer than needed. you chuckled when he let you get away from his touch.

“go, get inside and take a warm bath. i’ll wait you get inside” he said.

as always, you waved to him while closing the gate, his smile never fading until you closed it entirely.

heeseung sighed, leaning against his motorcycle and taking the cigarettes pack out of his pocket. with the cigarette between his freezing lips, he searched for the lighter inside of his pockets. it took him a while to find it and when he lifted it up to his face, he saw your dad’s car pulling over.

“fuck” he groaned, finally lightning his cigarette. the smoke filled his insides, warming up. heeseung watched closely as his lovely father-in-law got out of the car, closing it behind him. he let the smoke out of his mouth, making a cloud. “what’s up?” he grinned.

your father sighed, clearly annoyed.

“what are you doing here?” he asked, cutting to the chase.

“just passing by” heeseung shrugged. he couldn’t tell your father he just dropped your by, he didn’t know you spent almost everyday with heeseung in his house.

“if you’re planning on taking y/n out, drop it. she’s not going anywhere with you, specially at this time.”

heeseung checked his clock between his puffs. 18:02. he laughed.

“don’t worry, old man. before you notice, we’ll be a married couple” heeseung started, taking his time with his last puff. he let the smoke out slowly, directing it towards your father’s face. your father tried to fan the smoke away with his hand, his eyebrows frowned. “i’ll let you visit us, though. even past six.”

heeseung smimed at him, throwing the rest of the cigarette on the sidewalk. as your father filled his lungs to start speaking, heeseung grabbed his helmet, ready to leave.

“she’s not gonna marry someone like you. i’ll never get you my blessing.”

“we don’t need your blessing, we need a priest” he responded, getting on top of his motorcycle again. he laughed at your father’s facial expression before actually leaving.

it was half past three in the morning when heeseung finished his shift at the bar, tired as hell. he drove straight home and doze off without even a shower, completely worn-out. he woke up around noon, his phone blowing up with random texts you sent, just like every morning. he smiled at his phone, finding amusing a specific text you sent: “did you see my father yesterday?” he opted for speaking about this when you got out of class. heeseung took a long shower and cooked a quick meal for the both of you before taking off to pick you up.

you felt like you could almost drool at the sight of heeseung riding that motorcycle, with his usual leather jacket and skinny jeans. unfortunately, the other girls waiting for their rides also could drool at the sight of him. you almost lost your shit when one of them said “i wish he was picking me up like this.”

heeseung knew the thirsty girls around you made you go nuts, so everytime he parked to wait for you, he would take his helmet off so he could peck your lips, allowing you to show them he’s yours.

the drive back to his place was chill, he would rub your hands around his waist at every red light, trying to keep you warmer. you waited until he properly parked the motorcycle in his driveway before throwing yourself in his arms, kissing his lips.

“i missed you” you muffled before kissing him again. heeseung chuckled, kissing you back. he caressed your hair when you let go of him, smiling.

“i missed you too.”

he held your hand as you walked into his apartment complex, taking a good look at your ass while you walked in front of him in the stairs.

“so” you started, taking your shoes off and placing your helmet inside of the tiny closet in the hall. “did you meet my dad yesterday?”

“it’s more of he met me” heeseung answered, laughing behind you. he followed your steps, putting his helmet away along with his shoes. “i was outside and he arrived, that’s all.”

you hummed.

“why?” heeseung asked, reaching for his pack of cigarettes on top of the table. “did he say something?” he mumbled, holding that damn cigarette between his lips.

you sighed, walking towards his mini kitchen – pretty much delimited by his counter. you reached for the top shelf while scolding heeseung:

“what do i have to do for you to stop smoking?”

heeseung laughed, letting go a cloud of smoke towards the opened window he was standing next to.

“say you’ll marry me and i quit right now.” you sighed again, placing the plates you just grabbed on the counter. “won’t you answer my question?”

“to marry you?”

“hmm, i was talking about what your dad said about me, but... y’know” he said, puffing the cigarette again. the nicotine rush made him feel completely calm and relaxed, but he meant it. if to you said yes, he’d quit immediately.

you turned around with a plate in your hand, opening the budaejjigae pan. as you filled your plate, you said:

“he said something among the lines of my boyfriend being disrespectful towards him and i should leave him, just the usual” you shrugged. heeseung laughed, shaking his head as he exhaled the smoke again. “did you say something i should worry about this time?”

“no” heeseung said before inhaling and exhaling again. “just told him he won’t have to worry about controlling the time you go out with me in a while...”

“let me guess” you said, putting one of the plates on the counter and grabbing the other one to fill with food. “because we’re gonna get married?”

“yeah” heeseung smiled. after two seconds, his smile faded. “i mean... you’re always rejecting my “proposals” and i assumed you were joking because we’re young and... i don’t know, do you actually want to marry me someday?”

you turned around, only to face heeseung with a worried expression on his face, still sucking onto that damn cigarette.

“of course i do, heeseung” you said, serious. “i just can’t run away and marry you right now, but i dream about the day i’ll be able to say yes.”

“oh” he said after exhaling the smoke for the nth time. “i thought you were like bella in eclipse.”

you let out a loud laugh, walking towards him. ignoring the smoke on his tongue, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. he smiled during the kiss, throwing his cigarette down the window to properly wrap his arms around you. he loved you so much.

you were only officially “allowed” to see heeseung during weekends. he would call an uber to your place and pretend as if he didn’t give your personal helmet as soon as he bought his motorcycle so you could ride with him. he would get inside, greet your lovely mom, your annoying younger brother, pretend he could deal with your father and leave as soon as possible, desperate to kiss your lips. however, when you and heeseung were walking towards the door, your father stopped you.

“we need to talk.”

“right now?” you whined. “we have thirty minutes to be inside of the movie theater, dad.”

“the movie can wait, y/n. i pay for your credit card, i can afford to lose the money of a ticket.”

heeseung fought the urge to flip your dad off and tell you to get your stuff upstairs so you could move in with him.

“sit down” your father pointed to the couch in front of him. you and heeseung took a seat, heeseung already running out of patience. “you know, y/n... i ran across heeseung smoking in front of our house a couple of days ago. he said something about marrying you. did you accept marrying this man without my approval?”

“i didn’t. not yet.”

“not yet? do you want me to ground you?”

heeseung took a deep breath and bit his cheek. he needed to smoke immediately or at least punch your dad in the face, otherwise we would lose his shit.

“ground me?” you laughed. “i’m 21. you can’t ground me.”

“i can stop paying for all of your crap and let you starve while you do that shitty university course – which i pay for the tuition.”

“she doesn’t need your money, mr. choi.”

you tried your best not to slap heeseung and say: i do, actually.

“oh, yeah? and who’s gonna provide for her? you? a barman?”

your blood boiled inside of your veins. “stop talking about him like this, dad. you’re no better than him.” your dad scoffed.

“that’s ok, love. he wouldn’t understand what it means to really love someone” heeseung said, caressing your head as he always did.

“no, this is not ok. i’m in love with heeseung, dad. i’ll go anywhere he goes.”

heeseung smiled at your sudden confession. your mother and brother watched the whole show from the kitchen, afraid to step in.

“oh, yeah? then grab your things and go.”

“fine” you said, getting up and pulling heeseung’s hand. he followed you towards the stairs, proud but worried. you slammed the door behind your back and locking it. heeseung stood there, confused. “help me get that bag on the top shelf” you said, sliding the door of your closet.

“babe, wait...” heeseung started. he grabbed your hands, stopping you from walking around the room. “take a deep breath. are you sure you wanna do this?”

“why? aren’t you the one who asked me to marry you literally everyday?” you asked, confused. heeseung pulled you close, hugging your tiny torso.

“yeah, of course. i dream about marrying you everyday, baby. but... your father provides you a lifestyle i won’t be able to continue. i am a barman at the end of the day, love. i’m afraid i won’t be enough.” your eyes filled with tears as you hugged him back.

“you are enough, hee. i don’t need a fancy house or diamond earrings as birthday gifts. i need you. only you.” heeseung smiled against your hair, kissing the top of your head right after.

“ok, then... let’s make your bags and leave, hm?” he said, slowly getting away from your figure. as you turned around, heeseung searched through his pockets inside of his signature leather jacket. you heard the sound of the leather rubbing against itself, turning around.

“you’re not gonna smoke right now, are you? we’re gonna asphyxiate here.” heeseung laughed, kneeling down.

“i’m not looking for my lighter, babe” he said, pulling a tiny box inside of his inner pocket. “i’ve been keeping this around for a while now, waiting for the right moment... honestly, this seems like a point of no return of our lives, so... y/n, will you marry me?”

the next three weeks were though, but you loved them. heeseung lived in a tiny apartment – really tiny with only one bedroom, a single bed, a bathroom of the size of your actuall mattress and a kitchen you could barely cook in – but now that it was also your apartment, everything felt different. you enjoyed the nights you spent smashed against heeseung’s chest, and enjoyed even more the nights he smashed you against that mattress with no intention of sleeping at all. you loved coming home, taking a shower and dressing your clothes that were tidy inside of heeseung’s wardrobe. you loved cooking and cleaning the tiny house while heeseung worked at the bar of the club, saving all of his tips for you. you loved that he actuall quit smoking right after you said yes.

right after you shoved all of your bags inside of his small living room, heeseung drove you to the official registry so you could pick a date to get married. heeseung paid for the fee right on the spot, surprising the employee behind that desk. the two of you called your closest friends to attend the wedding at witnesses and now you were ready to take this step.

“maybe i should be at jay’s right now” heeseung said, zipping your white dress for you. “the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride before the wedding!”

you laughed, putting your earrings on in front of the mirror. “we don’t need any of this superstition, baby. we’re gonna be happy no matter what, remember? you’ve been telling me that all of the time since we started dating.”

“yep, saying the same thing for about four years paid it’s price” you laughed, turning around to kiss his lips.

three hours later, the both of you signed all of the papers you needed and exchanged your rings. with a lovely kiss and weird applause from your best friends, you and heeseung were officially married.

“i told you i was gonna marry you anyway” he whispered against your lips. you smiled, kissing him again.

he did say it, a million times. and you realized as time went by that he was actually right. you moved out of that tiny house, he got a more stable job, you graduated and started working in your field. sometimes the money was indeed a problem, but by the end, everything was worth it.

heeseung is worth it.

[hhhijk]

★ : Jealous Boyfriend

“ : ‹ mdni | nsfw fic | bottom reader › ”

Warning — Implied Size kink . Degradation/ Humiliation . Public/Semi-Public Sex . Possessiveness. Con . Multiple Orgasm . Bondage . No mention of readers' genitals .

Note — Can be read as gn!reader or male!reader

— `‹: helo, it's my first time writing, so please excuse any grammatical errors and, I'm open to advice on writing fics !! I want to learn more hihi <3 I hope u enjoy this nonetheless.

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