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sylviwatches · 1 year

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The history of wrist watches

Wrist watches have come a long way since their inception in the late 19th century. From humble beginnings as a simple means of telling time, wrist watches have evolved into intricate, multi-functional pieces of jewelry and technology.

The first wrist watch is credited to Swiss watchmaker Patek Philippe, who created one for the Countess Koscowicz of Hungary in 1868. However, wrist watches did not gain widespread popularity until the turn of the 20th century, when they became fashionable among women as a way to keep track of time while using their hands.

The first men's wrist watch was produced by Girard-Perregaux in 1880, but it was not until World War I that wrist watches became widely adopted by men as a practical alternative to pocket watches. Soldiers found that wrist watches were more convenient and easier to use while on the battlefield, and as a result, the wrist watch became a standard part of military equipment.

After World War I, wrist watches continued to evolve and improve. In the 1950s, the first quartz wrist watches were developed, which used a vibrating quartz crystal to keep time. This technology made wrist watches more accurate and cost-effective, leading to their widespread adoption.

In the 1980s and 1990s, wrist watches became more than just a means of telling time. With the advent of the digital watch, wrist watches gained new features such as alarms, stopwatches, and even calculators. In the 21st century, wrist watches have become even more advanced, with the development of smartwatches that can connect to the internet, track fitness, and perform a variety of other functions.

Sylvi watches were introduced in 2015 and have been a popular choice among fashion-conscious consumers in India. The brand offers a wide range of stylish and fashionable watches for both men and women, making it easy to find the perfect timepiece to suit your personal style.

One of the things that set Sylvi watches apart from other brands is their focus on high-quality materials and craftsmanship. Each watch is carefully designed and crafted to ensure durability and longevity, making them a wise investment for any fashion-forward individual.

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Since its introduction in 2015, Sylvi has been running successfully in India and has gained a reputation for offering fashionable and high-quality watches at affordable prices. With their focus on style, quality, and value, it's no wonder that Sylvi watches have become a popular choice among consumers in India.

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syoddeye · 3 months

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semi creepy little thing inspired by @pfhwrittes's incredible soap x reader roommate piece and this thought i had once upon a time. ~1k words. unedited, because i'm about to be dragged out to watch sports. gaz x reader. cw: dick pic, stalking, masturbation

“That one’s no good,” A tongue clicks.

You turn from your close study of the tube of tomato paste in your hand and find a man inches from your side. The aisle was empty save for you a second ago. Either he’s light on his feet or a ghost. A twinned tingling of your belly and spine fires off mixed signals to your brain: Are we scared or horny?

Both.

He's handsome—he knows it, too, judging by the hook of his smile and the slight crinkle of his nose. He sports a scar on his cheek and the right amount of stubble. He looks down at you, all smug, like he's saved you from an unforgivable culinary mistake. He tears his deep brown eyes off you to reach toward the top shelf and selects a beautifully branded sealed box of paste. It's artisanal, not within your price range, and he sets it in your handbasket like you're shopping for dinner together.

“You’ve got to treat yourself to nice things once in a while.”

Oh, he thinks he’s so quick with it, doesn’t he?

You smile so wide it pushes the apples of your cheeks up like a cartoon chipmunk. It usually does the trick of deterring smarmy little bastards like this one. “Wow, thank you, what a gentleman.” The feigned saccharine lilt of your voice hurts after a long day on the phone, but the look on his face when you swap the pastes is worth it. You leave the fancy one on the shelf and continue down the aisle for pappardelle.

He finds you in produce. He doesn’t immediately approach, giving you space while you grab an onion and garlic, but he circles.

“So, what’s on our menu tonight?” He asks, inspecting the leek as you place a vine of tomatoes into the basket. He’s too close again. His hand lowers the vegetable to his own haul, purposefully skimming your skirt with the spindly leaves, letting the texture catch the fabric before he drops it in. Nutcase.

“I’m making pasta for my friends.”

He chuckles.

The dance continues around the store. He’s clearly following you through the store, not trying to hide it at all. He ‘helps’ you at the dairy. Heavy cream’s better than light, don’t you think? The spices. Babe, we can afford name brand. The meat counter. Bacon? No, no, here. Pancetta. You want that meat. Trust me. He’s insistent and inappropriate, yet his voice drips with the weirdest charm. Calls you ‘babe’ and ‘sweetheart’. You let him continue. You should find an employee and tell him to buzz off, but he’s not really doing anything other than raising your grocery budget. Maybe you do deserve nice things, though. You sit on a seesaw, bouncing between sick interest and appropriate unease.

You’d always been a thrill-seeker, but stringing along a beautiful, perverted, and officious stranger? Were your last few dates so terrible?

By the time you reach checkout, you’re bored of his antics. He must be desperate to seal the deal and get your number, given how his approach escalates to trying to pay for your groceries.

“Is he bothering you?” The cashier asks bluntly, glaring daggers at your shadow. At the end of the counter, the bag boy’s head pops up, eyes wide at the question.

You glance at the hand, reaching past again to place a card on the counter. You catch half a name. Kyle. You look at the older man. “Yes, yes, he is.”

It’s a wonder what a few strategic smiles can do. They’re catnip to men like Gerald, the store manager who walks you out. He’s soft-spoken and apologetic and slips you a gift card. Your groceries are free, and so is next week’s haul if you promise to remain a loyal customer. If being followed by a harmless model of a man pays for your food, you’ve done stranger things for money.

Still, you take the long way to Alyssa’s and look over your shoulder. That night, over pappardelle alla Fiesolana, Grocery Kyle becomes a joke. A morbid fantasy you and your friends giggle over between glasses of wine. He becomes a real fantasy that night when you snake your hands between your legs beneath the duvet and imagine him smirking down at you. Condescending the whole time, he talks you through it. He’s the type that likes the sound of his own voice. Your fingers curl, and you cum at the idea of him scolding you for being so easy.

The following day, somewhat hungover on your couch, you warm your hands with coffee and open Instagram. One new follower. It's not so odd; you have hundreds of followers. Mostly bots at this point, but you're too lazy to weed them out. You don't post as often anymore, either, nor do you share exciting things. Flowers, cats you meet on your walks, and the rare selfie. So when you see that the new follower liked a photo from nine years ago, that sick little twinge sparks something in your belly. A spark that grows when another notification pops up. And another. They're on a liking spree, driving through your memory lane.

When they like your very first post on the account, an awkward self-portrait in front of your first-year dorm eleven years ago, you finally investigate.

‘Sgt141’ has no profile photo. No description. No followers. No posts. Only follows you. It’s another bot spamming your notifications for some unknown reason.

You forget about it until you post a selfie from the gym two weeks later. Nothing scandalous, just showing off your growing biceps. Sgt141 is the first to like it, and minutes later, you receive a DM request. You fully expect a generic chain, formulaic message about being your own boss. The dick is a surprise.

A very pretty and completely unsolicited surprise.

In an instant, you know whose dick you’re looking at.

You should be scared and report the message instead of screenshotting it. You should be disgusted, alarmed, and probably crying. Not stuffing your hand down your shorts.

Definitely shouldn’t respond.

> someone got a crush?

>> you have no idea.

> following me around the grocery store did it for you?

>> did a lot for me, actually.

> maybe you can follow me around the mall next time.

sgt141 changed the theme to Love.

#kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #cw stalking #cw unsolicited dick pic

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drewsbuzzcut · 9 months

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Body Electric

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

a visceral in doses fic

warnings: SMUT AND ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION

You watch, almost completely hypnotized by the guy on stage playing guitar. His hair is long and he’s built like a god. His muscles flex with each guitar string being pulled, and you can feel the fluttering sensation in your stomach while heat rises to your cheeks. His hands are big and he’s got a cute smile. You’ve had too much alcohol.

You down the rest of your drink, fixing to walk away to the restroom, but not before sparing one last look at the man with the boyish grin. You swear that you both make eye contact, making your cheeks redden and your breath catch. You just about stumble into everything on your way to the restroom.

You spend almost half an hour in the restroom, fixing your appearance more than actually using the restroom. You mess your hair up to make it appear windblown, you reapply your lipgloss, and wipe away the smudged mascara under your eyes. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you adjust your lucky brand mini skirt and your black tank top that shows the perfect amount of cleavage. Your heels are killing your feet, but you ignore the ache and walk your way out into the hallway as if you were on the runway. The same moment you’re checking a notification that popped up on your phone, you bump into someone’s very sturdy physique. Looking up, you gulp, throat suddenly dry and eyes wide as you look up at the man in front of you.

There he goes, sporting that sexy grin, looking like he owns the damn place.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He asks and you immediately nod your head.

Grasping your hand, he leads you to the bar, letting you take a seat on the lone bar stool.

“Two whiskeys, please,” he requested.

After receiving both your drinks, you eventually move off the stool, preferring to be closer to the man. You’re both staring at each other, almost daring the other to make the next move. Although the bar is loud, you can only hear your heart pounding. His eyes are sparkling as they explore your face, taking their time to memorize the perfect curve of your lips and the way your eyelashes flutter so flirtatiously. His eyes linger on your chest, your glowing skin calls out to him; the way your collarbones are begging to be bitten, and the way your chest moves up and down with each breath you take.

“Why’d you put on more lipgloss?” He asks, gliding his thumb along your bottom lip. You resist the urge to suck it into your mouth.

“I think it’d look good smeared all over you,” you tease, finishing off the last of your drink. A drop slips down the side of your mouth, he reaches out to wipe it away before sucking it off his finger.

A flare ignites in your eyes, licking your lips you smirk up at the man. His thick fingers hook onto the loops on your mini denim skirt, pulling your body closer to his. He takes a peek at the sliver of your revealed skin, the slopes of your baby abs enticing him. He lets his fingers trace the exposed area, grinning when your skin breaks out in goosebumps. The air around the both of you is thick and tension filled. There’s electricity in the pads of your fingers, snapping against each other’s skin with each small touch.

You get tired of the anticipation, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into your body. You don’t need to lean on your tiptoes as you’re wearing heels, so kissing him is easy.

“Maty, I want you,” you whisper hotly.

“Fuck let’s go home,” he says, breaking the act of you both pretending you weren’t already in a relationship, and meeting for the first time.

“No, too far. I want you now,” you respond, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the restroom.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he groans, head tipping back.

Arriving at your destination: the men’s restroom, you let your back rest against the door while Mat presses into you, littering your chest with kisses.

You card your fingers through his long hair, loving that it’s long because that means you can pull on it when he unravels you with his tongue or fingers. You let your senses pick up his cologne, one that you’re absolutely in love with. He wears it, knowing you’re down on your knees the second you smell it. Your hands travel their way up his shirt, feeling the muscles on his back. You have to stop the moan that wants to claw out of your throat when he bites on the skin of your collarbone; you’re not exactly in private yet.

You reach a hand behind you, opening the door to the seemingly vacant restroom, and you pull yourself away from Mat. You enjoy the blissed out look on his face, knowing that he loves touching you in any way he can- especially if it makes you moan. His eyes are glazed over, lips swollen, and hands antsy to hold onto you.

You smirk at him, pulling on the silver chain he wears everyday and pull him all the way into the restroom and into the stall. You connect your lips with his, sucking and biting on his bottom lip while his hands pull up your tank top to expose your boobs. He pulls your face impossibly closer to his with a hand on your neck, and sucks on your tongue. You swear that if you weren’t holding onto him, your knees would’ve buckled and you’d be on the floor. Moving away from your face, despite your pout, he attaches his mouth to one of your nipples, sucking and pulling on the bud. You hold his face there, not wanting him to stop. You can feel your heat pulsing and the wetness gathering. Too bad the stall is too small for him to eat you out in. Although knowing your husband, he’d make it possible. He’d probably lift you up so that your legs are resting on his shoulders, your pussy right in front of his face and he’d feast as if he were a starving man. The more you think about it, the more your hips start to grind into his own.

“Barzy, fuck me,” you whisper in a whine.

“You’re insatiable, baby. I want to taste you first,” he says and you shake your head, too impatient to wait to feel him inside you.

“No. Need you now. I want to feel you deep inside of me,” you say back.

He nods his head in agreement.

“Lucky me,” he muses, looking at the ‘lucky you’ tag inside the zipper of your mini skirt.

Before you can respond he’s pushing your skirt up and ripping your panties apart, leaving you a shocked mess. He gives you a wink when he shoves your panties in the pocket of your skirt. Lifting you up so you wrap your legs around his waist, he gives you a chaste kiss, quieting your rushed demands for him to hurry up.

Not even realizing that he had already pulled his pants down, he lets his cock slide between your folds, getting coated in your juices. You squeeze around him when he first sinks into you, you fist his shirt in your hands. He relishes in the feeling. You can feel him shudder against you as his head rests in your neck.

He whimpers whenever your heat clenches around his length, providing you with the insane urge to claw your nails down his back. He can feel your wetness dripping in between the both of you, making his movements falter a bit. He’s a weak man when it comes to you.

“I’m going to need a plan-b,” you moan.

“Why?”

“Because I can’t get pregnant again,” you warn him.

He only grunts in response, pulling your tank top all the way off and pressing dozens of kisses on your “13” tattoo on the swell of your boob. He loves that tattoo. He ends up leaving a very red bruise, but you couldn't care less.

You can feel the restroom starting to become hot and sticky, but you feel too good to care. You don’t even care about the possibility of you both being so loud, anyone outside can hear you.

The knot in your tummy is starting to tighten and you can feel Mat’s cock start to twitch. Your heart is beating so fast, you’d be surprised if he couldn’t hear it. Your fist is still wrapped tightly in the material of his shirt, and his movements are too slow for your liking.

You shift your hips up to meet his thrusts, hoping that he speeds up. He does speed up. His pace is rapid, practically pounding you into the door against your back and he holds onto the top of the stall door with a death grip. Your legs that are wrapped around his waist, pull him flush against you and your moan is so pornographic whenever you feel him so far deep inside of you. Sweat drips down his forehead but he couldn’t look any more beautiful.

Every time you lift your hips, you clit grazes against him, spending you higher and higher. Hands moving to his face, so that he’s looking right at you, watching the way your eyes shut close and mouth drops open.

“C’mon, baby. I need you to cum for me,” he whispers against the shell of your ear, sucking on your earlobe for good measure.

You moan out, head tilting back and your cunt squeezing him as that knot finally explodes. Your vision goes white and you swear you’ve never felt something so euphoric.

Desperate to reach his orgasm, his thrusts become frantic but prominent, his cock filling you completely. Your g-spot is getting hit again and again, and you know he’s watching the way your pussy contracts around him. You shriek at the overstimulation, feeling another orgasm taking over.

He moves to hold you up against the stall door, arms under the backs of your knees to secure your body from falling in exhaustion.

You can feel every ridge and vein of his cock drag against your slick walls. His finger starts to rub circles on your clit, sending your body arching into his. You wrap your arms around the broad expanse of his shoulders, nipping and sucking at his neck and lips. Your lipgloss all over his face. Of course, not hard enough to leave a noticeable mark, but enough to make his pace unforgiving.

“Maty, please cum in me. I need it so bad, baby,” you whine.

He continues to fuck into you, harder and harder, hands gripping your hips tightly and pounding you on his dick. He has you crying out in pleasure until he’s painting your pussy with his hot cum. His release triggers your second, making you milk him for everything he has.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he says, groaning at the end as you clench around him teasingly.

“I know,” you smirk before whimpering as he flicks your clit, knowing you’re extra sensitive.

You both take a few minutes in your same position, feeling the mixture of both of your cum drip from you and down his shaft. It’s erotic and so hot.

“We should probably go back out there before someone sends a search party,” you say softly.

“No. I want to stay here, inside of you and feel your warmth. I could live here forever,” he sighs out.

“I know, baby. Which is exactly why we need to start using condoms again, or get you snipped,” you respond, fixing his hair that’s a mess all over his forehead.

He just sighs, gently setting you down on your feet, and readjusts your clothing.

You pull out the torn fabric that was your underwear and dangle it in front of his face, watching him smirk and lick his lips.

“I think this belongs to you,” you muse, stuffing it in the back pocket of his pants.

You lean up, pressing a chaste kiss to your husband’s lips and walk out to the mirror- sans your top.

You fix your very smudged makeup and tame your hair all while Mat is glued to your back, and his hands are glued to your boobs. He’s always clingy after sex, so you don’t pay any mind as he kisses along the tops of your shoulders and the side of your neck.

“You gonna let go, or am I going to have to walk out there shirtless?” You tease, knowing all too well that he’d never want anyone to see you bare. It’s for his eyes only.

He easily hands you back your top and you smirk in response.

“Buy me a drink?” You ask, arms thrown around his neck.

“Only if you let me eat you out tonight,” he proposes, hands now glued on your ass.

“You can eat me out as many times as you want,” you say in a sultry tone, kissing your man in an obscene way once more before returning to the public eye.

y/nbarzal

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y/nbarzal Finally got to live out my fantasy of being a rockstar’s girlfriend (wife)

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y/nbarzal After I called you a rockstar, you out me like this!

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beatrice-otter · 6 months

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There is FINALLY a women's hockey league that pays its players a living wage. There's been women's hockey before; the National Women's Hockey League was founded in 2015, later becoming the Premier Hockey Foundation. They got bought out in 2023 and rebranded as the Professional Women's Hockey League. Unlike its predecessor leagues, PWHL players should not need to work second jobs to have an income to live on in addition to playing hockey; the PWHL has minimum salaries. All players must make a base pay of at LEAST $35k, which is crap but at least it's crap you could theoretically live on. But most of the players are going to earn more than that, because there is also a team average minimum. The salaries for the whole team combined have to average out to at least $55k, and the top six have to each make at least $80k. But these are base pay rates; they also get a housing stipend ($1500/month) on top of that and a "daily meal allowance" when traveling, and all of these rates are contractually obligated to increase each year (3%). It's still peanuts compared to men's hockey, of course, but it's something you could make a living at, at least. And when you add in the housing stipend, a full-time player is actually making a minimum of $53k/year.*

Anyway! The first PWHL game took place on January 1, 2024, and you can watch the games on the PWHL Youtube page. I hope they do well, because female athletes should be treated (and PAID) better and while "a living wage" might seem a low bar it is still one that women's leagues too often fail to clear. So far, they seem to be doing okay; the January 5th game (Minnesota vs. Montreal) SMASHED the previous record attendance at a women's hockey game. 13k people attended; the previous record worldwide was a game with 8k attendees in Sweden. The North American record was 6k, so this is double that.

The thing that interests me is that they are CLEARLY not branding the teams, they are branding and repping THE LEAGUE. None of the teams have a name other than the city they're from; none of them have a logo of their own, just the PWHL logo; the uniforms are pretty identical, just different colors. (each city name printed diagonally down the front.) I read an article that the teams are expected to each rebrand themselves next year, but I'm still surprised that they're not trying to build up any kind of team loyalty from the start, just league loyalty.

The closest I get to being a hockey fan is occasionally reading hockey RPF (there are a TON of great writers in that fandom, if you've never checked it out before). But I support women's sports, and with games being on Youtube it will be pretty easy to just stream it on my TV (muted) while I go about my evening. I know it doesn't ad up to much in ad revenue, but it's something that costs me nothing. (And it's not like I'd be going to a game in person even if I lived in one of the six cities that has a team.)

*If you're wondering "why do they pay base salary + housing allowance instead of just saying what the whole salary is up front" I'm guessing there are tax incentives to do it that way. It might be either tax deductible for the team or untaxed for the player, or both.

#hockey #professional women's hockey league #pwhl

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hadesoftheladies · 2 months

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men are so annoying my god. they have some of the dumbest takes on women's sports its obvious how disingenuous they are. "wnba players are jealous of caitlyn clark" and all most of them were saying was that caitlyn has a lot to learn playing professional basketball because it's a genuinely tough game and they hope she succeeds. men just keep belittling how skilled a lot of wnba players are and have been until caitlyn clark. they make fun of the wnba without watching it and then act like they know everything and declare caitlyn the sole saviour of the wnba like we haven't had legends like Elena Delle Donne or A'ja Wilson dominating the game. EMBARASSING!

ALSO they are RIGHT to complain about the racism since most brand deals and sponsorships for wnba players are white women. im happy that female athletes are winning and getting money, but it's telling when 70% of the basketball league are black women and most of the sponsorships are held by white women.

the way these goons take out the nuance and the humanity when discussing women's sports and reduce it to infantile squabbles of jealousy just shows how underdeveloped their brains are. like i know you men like inventing drama out of nowhere, but can you just stick to discussing stats? you're so cringe fr.

anyways!

I can't wait to see Stewie for New York Liberty on the court! Las Vegas Aces, Chicago Sky, Indiana Fever and the Washington Mystics are about to give us one hell of a season coming this May 14th. I'M SO HYPED!

Here are the women to watch out for (IMO because I'm biased and not in order of skill)

#1. Breanna Stewart (Stewie) (New York Liberty)

I pledge allegiance. Sincerely. She's so fun on court and weaves between players like that scene in Korra when she had to learn air-bending by evading spinning doors. I can't wait to see her play! (Next to her wife I'm her no# 1 fan don't joke around with me). Check some of her playing out here.

Also, here's a video of her eating spicy wings and barely surviving (while telling her story):

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#2. Angel Reese (Chicago Sky)

After an amazing career in college basketball, Reese finally got drafted to the Chicago Sky WNBA team early this year. She's gotten a lot of hate for being justifiably boastful about her skills but she's remained a strong leader for her teammates and had a positive impact on girls and women everywhere. This is her first season in the WNBA and you can expect a show from her! Check some of her highlights here!

Here's a video explaining why she's so freaking iconic:

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#3. Aaliyah Edwards (Washington Mystics)

One of the top picks of this year's WNBA draft, Aaliyah has been a star player for UCONN for years. She is one of the highest rated draft picks of the season! This will be her first season on the WNBA playing for the Washington Mystics. Her rebounds and offences are amazing to witness. Watch her highlights here.

#4. A'ja Wilson (Las Vegas Aces)

One of WNBA's modern GOAT'S. A'ja IS INSANE. She intimidates everyone on court and then the court itself. I literally saw the basketball hoop shaking when she looked at it during one of her games! I swear. It peed itself. Her wingspan and strength make her so formidable like y'all just have to watch herrrr!! Oh yeah, and she won the championship and several MVP titles. Check her out here!

#5. Caitlyn Clark (Indiana Fever)

Does she really need an introduction? Her career in college basketball has been spectacular and special for women's sports everywhere! She was breaking records in HIGH SCHOOL! This is going to be her first season in the WNBA and more eyes than ever will be on the game because of her! Check some of her highlights playing for Iowa here.

#6. Rickea Jackson (Los Angeles Sparks)

While playing small-forward on her college team, Rickea made a name for herself as one of the most aggressive offensive players in women's college basketball today! She's strong and fast and alert and is genuine fun to watch. You won't want to miss out on her debut into the WNBA for the LA Sparks! Watch her game highlights here.

#7. Kelsey Plum (Las Vegas Aces)

Kesley Plum is just one of my favorite athletes of all time! She's so dedicated to her team and the people in her life and it shows. Her joy is so infectious! She is also an incredibly, impressively strong and SKILLED athlete! And she was a big reason why LVA won the season last year. (And hallelujah she's divorcing her dumbass husband rn! hopefully the dead weight makes her an even stronger player!). Watch some of her highlights here.

AND CHECK OUT THIS VIRAL VIDEO OF HER THROWING A T-SHIRT TO HER FATHER WHO IS FAR UP IN THE BLEACHERS!

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#8. Sabrina Ionescu

Sabrina and Stewie are an unstoppable duo! Watching them play is electric for me! WHEW! Sabrina has made WNBA history with idek how many records! She is the top in the league in assists, triple-doubles, and steals. SHE'S INSANE!!! SHE'S FUCKING RABID!!!! See for yourself here!

Watch her break the all-time three point record like it's nothing here:

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#9. Cameron Brink

Cameron Brink debuts in this season of the WNBA for the Sparks! Cameron has had an amazing college career, but is especially known for her strong defence (and being the god-sister of Stephen Curry). She's bound to have a promising season. Watch some of her highlights here.

The strongest teams (IMO) seem to the Aces, the Mystics, the Sparks and New York Liberty. But there are also strong players in teams like Indiana Fever, Dallas Wings and Minnesota Lynx.

If you don't know which team to support, you could just pick your favourite athlete and choose their team. Some people like underdog teams and some people like top dog teams. Based on last season, I'd consider Indiana Fever an underdog team and Las Vegas Aces the top dog team (they won last season). In terms of best teams? LVA players are SEAMLESS. They move like water and it's magical to watch. But so are the Liberties and the Mystics! I genuinely don't know who to pick between those three.

If any of you gyns watch WNBA, please tell me who you're supporting this season and why!

Anybody who wants to start the season with me in May 14th, comment or reblog and maybe we can organize a discord for it! I'd love to watch this with you guys! And I'm all up for team rivalries.

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ACOTAR Headcanons - Gym AU Edition

Some just-for-fun and weirdly specific headcanons based on my own very regular observations.

Feyre: Feyre is actually pretty typical in terms of gymgoing, who tends to fall into her own zone once she has her playlist up and running. She usually starts on the treadmill and people watches before fully getting into her own zone and opting for intuitive workouts that feel right for her at the time rather than going for strict programs or plans. She doesn't sweat. She glistens. She keeps her attire pretty practical with classic, neutral leggings and a tank top. Often shows up with Rhys even though they separate to do their own thing. Honestly, everyone kind of just likes Feyre even if they don't really know her.

Elain: The Soft Gym Girl™ aesthetic incarnate and the social butterfly who makes friends with everyone in her group fitness classes. Is adored by all the older ladies who work out there and knows them all on a first-name basis, and they bond over gardening. Always has her yoga mat and shows up in paler colors and can fearlessly rock a white 'fit, often with a light wrap sweater or cardigan over her workout clothes. She somehow still always looks put-together and perfect after a workout, a low ponytail with curls/waves still intact and hint of color on her cheeks that makes it look more like she's blushing and less like she's just worked out for an hour. Don't underestimate her, though: she can hold her own in any group fitness class and loves the way they leave her feeling.

Nesta: Don't Talk to Me™. Grandmaster of the RBF, who pulls her hair back tightly in a neat, low bun or severe braid so that no strands stray from their place. She will glare at anyone who tries to speak to her/distract her and will usually completely ignore anyone who makes that attempt without even taking off her headphones. Also looks crazy hot despite it all and opts for sleek, plainer, dark outfits (usually matching sets) in cuts that show off her lean, strong form. Only shows up when she feels like it but somehow doesn't lose strength or stamina.

Amren: The Small But Mighty™, who like Nesta falls a little more into the RBF category but also gains a lot of attention by the absolutely stupid amount of weight she moves for her small stature. She's also the one you never quite know what you'll see doing: she might be deadlifting the weight of two Cassians, or she might be pulling some calisthenics in the corner. Nobody knows much about her. Nobody asks. Has been witnessed talking to Nesta; so far the only time the regulars have seen the former smile.

Mor: Bold Gear Girl. She has no fear when it comes to her wardrobe and will wear anything from unforgiving red leggings, to a bodysuit, to a one-strap sports bra. She knows she looks good and isn't afraid to flaunt what she's got, but she also gets in her zone and can keep up with the best of them in just about any type of exercise. She likes taking classes with others and absolutely kills it in Zumba, but she'll just as easily kill it in kickboxing. Also much stronger than her feminine, curvy frame gives away. When that belt goes on (and it's definitely pink), it's game time.

Rhys: Despite being called "out of shape" by Cassian and Azriel, Rhys is anything but. Like Feyre, he tends to not stand out too much aside from his looks and presence, but definitely still gets noticed for his beauty and sensuality by all the women (and a few men). Definitely dressed head-to-toe in name brand gear that fits his body beautifully to the point of being sinful. The Pretty One™ that's caused at least one gym girlie to walk into a wall or trip over something while trying to watch him. Often shows up with Feyre even though they separate to do their own thing. Has big Married Man and Loyal energy. Wears his wedding ring through every single workout. Silently judges really bad gym 'fits with Feyre. The old ladies who work out there are convinced he's the guy from their sexy billionaire romance novels and they absolutely talk fantasies about him over lunch afterwards.

Cassian: The Fit Pro™. The Trainer, unofficial or otherwise who has the training and education to know exactly how to train his body and others' to maximize both efficiency and benefits. This man is Strong™. He's also built a social media following and has accidentally become something like an influencer because of his funny, easygoing personality and wicked smile. May or may not be hypped up on pre-workout. He will program the perfect workout to meet his friends' goals but is also excellent at improvising. Always willing to train his friends. Unironically and completely intentionally wearing The Sweatpants™. The only man brave enough to ask Nesta how many reps she has left or crazy enough to do so while grinning. Will not do yoga or Zumba. Is convinced both would cause him irreparable injury. Surprisingly agile and quick with rock climbing despite his size. Cannot be left unsupervised for too long. Is universally loved by all of the old ladies and hugs them. The old men really like him too and like to share "back in my day" stories when they used to lift a lot more weight, too. Got kicked out of Planet Fitness.

Azriel: The Strong and Silent Walking Sin™, who always has his headphones on, is always wearing all black, and considers muscle-up ring dips a normal part of his warm-up. This man shows up in layers of black gym gear and is peak V-shape aesthetic, with the kind of shoulder-waist ratio that makes other guys simultaneously jealous and question their sexuality. Nobody knows much of anything about him, but he never misses a workout and he's too many people's gym crush. When that hoodie/pump cover comes off, it's all over. Hits the mat with MMA guys or Cassian on occasion and forces a submission with the former fast. He always knows more about you than you know about him and has probably somehow overheard every conversation you never wanted him to.

Lucien: Simultaneously the Endurance Guy™ and the Social Butterfly™ with a well-rounded, smart training plan. Sure, he's not as big as Cassian or as intense as Azriel, but he's also no slouch when it comes to strength training and is regularly underestimated in it despite his strong, fit body. King of bodyweight exercises with crazy stamina. He's the guy who will overlap you ten times over on the track without breaking a sweat while you're dying. He isn't as quickly noticed when he walks in, but the ones who notice him do so thoroughly. Aesthetics are his middle name. Will kick your ass in a Spartan--only Azriel and Cassian can really compete with him there. Lucien's top of the line in terms of speed and overall agility. Knows everybody's business, but keeps it to himself. Will tease you a little, but will also help you out if you have a question. Likes to wrap things up by lounging by the pool during the warm seasons. Seems like he's spent a lot of time outdoors. Can also handle the rock wall and bouldering like a pro. The old ladies absolutely adore him and keep trying to set him up with their granddaughters.

Tamlin: Pretty, But Distant. Tamlin keeps to himself and focuses mostly on strength training through weightlifting. He's strong as hell but isn't necessarily pushing himself too hard for a new PR. Never asks for a spotter and takes a few seconds too many switching through songs on his playlist. He does genuinely look good, but currently isn't putting off the vibe of someone you could get close to. Not quite getting those revenge reps from his messy breakup in yet, but he's getting there. Raises an eyebrow and stares at grunters with a look of mild annoyance, then ends up moving far more weight with ease and in silence. Unclear if this is out of pettiness or not (but it's low-key funny af).

Ianthe: The Influencer™ with a full face of makeup, a one-strapped sports bra, and the up-the-ass bike shorts trying to get the perfect selfie. Is sitting on the equipment far too long and is starting to annoy people. Spends more time finding the perfect lighting, walking around the gym trying to pick up men, and somehow always being at the front of the weight room doing hip thrusts or bent-over rows with 2 lb. dumbbells. Makes eye contact on the hip abductor.

Jurian: Slightly loud and a little competitive, but also can usually back up his talk and what he's able to accomplish. This guy occasionally disappears at random, but is overall consistent and somehow knows everybody's business (and will bring it up). Probably the one grunting at the same amount of weight Amren's deadlifting.

Tarquin: The Fish™. This man is in the pool at 5:00 a.m. every day and swims a number of laps so smoothly and quickly that Ryan Lochte is nearly able to construct a coherent sentence. When he's not in the pool, he's quietly drifting around the weight room and resistance machines. King of the lat pull-downs. He's pretty sensible overall and doesn't stand out too much outside of the pool even though he looks amazing. Also a popular choice among the old lady crowd. Had to kick Cassian out of Planet Fitness.

Varian: Amren's shadow and designated spotter even though she doesn't need one. Nobody's entirely sure what he does. He kind of just hangs out.

Helion: Gym Daddy™. Helion brings as much knowledge to the floor as he brings swagger. It's hard not to notice him and he's strong af, but somehow makes everything he does look easy and like he's not even trying. Has definitely messed with Cassian at one point or another by "easily" moving a close-to-max weight while carrying on a conversation. Somehow makes everything look slightly sexual even if unintentionally. Keeps thorough records of his training sessions and almost always has a small notebook or notepad with him to do so.

Thesan: The Machines Guy. Thesan likes a workout where he can focus and get into his own zone, and he likes to do so a bit more quietly and on his own time. He's not competitive. He's just here for his health, but is polite if approached. He's fit but isn't the heavy lifter or endurance guy that some of the others are. Pretty generally well-liked; isn't sure how to answer the sweet old ladies' comments about them "having a granddaughter!" for him but is polite about it anyway.

Sorry, I don't know Eris, Emerie, Vassa, etc. enough yet to include them, so feel free to add on!

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Haven't had a whole lot of time to write lately, but I really wanted to hammer out a little update on these two idiots (affectionate). Moar Tennis AU!

Part 1 | Part 11 | Part 13

Part 12! - Figured a change in POV would be fun for this

Blake sighed and looked despondently over to an equally over it Mike. At least he had a partner in this chaos. Because clearly he was put here on this earth in this moment to suffer.

Another breathless giggle punctuated the air and Blake watched as two grown men, two world class athletes at the top of their game in their respective sport giggle at dick jokes on a tennis court.

“You’re kidding me, that wasn’t even funny.” Blake complained, reaching an exasperated arm out to point out the problem just in case Micheal forgot or wasn’t paying attention. The roll of his eyes was all Blake needed.

The problems in question were on their knees in the service box, giggling so hard that they couldn’t breathe. To be fair, Blake expected this from Daniel. Daniel could hear the wind blow differently and start a chortle, sometimes (only sometimes) Blake wondered what went on between those ears. The mop of curls and bright smile disguised that the current world number one only had two modes; tennis and….whatever the fuck this was.

When they met Max, he seemed like a very straightforward fellow. Serious mostly, but clearly genial when he was ready. Unfortunately, he hadn’t anticipated that Max was truly the same brand of stupid. None of them did really.

Scotty didn’t warn them, Mark didn’t warn them. Hell, Christian could have said something. But no… everyone said them getting together was a good thing and everyone noticed how happy they both were. Apparently Max was a lot more agreeable on the track some days, and less snappish with media on others. And that was great, truly it was. Honestly, Blake was happy for them.

But did no one care that for that to be a thing and a benefit, Blake had to put up with……..this?!

Micheal looked over unhelpfully, they watched from the covered benches, figuring it was best to just let them tire themselves out like toddlers. It was summer break for Formula 1, and tennis also had a bit of a break going as well. But Wimbledon was around the corner, so there wasn’t that much time to fuck around.

But Max had invited them all on vacation to a resort off the coast of Italy, as both a way to congratulate Daniel and his team for Daniel winning Roland Garros, taking home the whole thing. And also as a way for them to all relax a bit before everything started up again.

Daniel had been all too happy to flex his rudimentary Italian muscles. Blake had drank that first night to forget the heated look in Max’s eyes at hearing his boyfriend hold a conversation with an older lady in a different language. Apparently, that did it for him, who knew.

They spent the first two days chilling and partying and generally having a great time. That ultimately led them here, at the tennis court of the resort because dumb and dumber thought it was a great idea that Daniel teach Max how to play tennis. There wasn’t much teaching or tennis happening, between the groping and giggling. It was like watching two teenagers poorly try to hide that they were sexually aware.

They haven’t even started drinking for the day yet and Blake felt like he already needed several shots. He wasn’t a babysitter damnit.

“What do you want me to do again?” Max called across the court, they seemed to be controlling themselves again.

“Just stand there and when I do this, you try to hit it back.” Daniel called back, mimicking a serve.

Max nodded, face focused. “Got it!”

They were quiet for a moment while Daniel presumably tried to regulate his serve to not actually kill or hurt Max when

“My name’s Jeff!” Max called out in a weird accent. The noise that Daniel released could only be constituted as a squawk, before he crumpled to the ground in tears. Again.

“The dick cannot be that good.” Michael muttered, which made Blake snort. He was massaging the bridge of his nose, not that it helped in any way, but it was useful to keep him from going over and strangling his friend slash client.

He cannot possibly suffer through any more of this. He wasn’t getting paid enough to. He wasn’t a babysitter, damnit!

“Hola todos!” Daniel screeched, which sent Max into another tizzy.

Michael and Blake released twin sighs of exasperation. They were totally babysitters because these grown ass men were children.

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do you have any tips on passing (or just looking more masc) for pre-transition trans guys?

sure, i do! =) i had to spend a long time in that phase!

cutting your hair is very scary and often times the hardest thing to commit to. do NOT force yourself to cut your hair right away if it scares you. work on your wardrobe, accessories, and how you act and talk first. if you want to chop all your hair off, however, i recommend doing it. go for the longest hairstyle you'd be comfortable with, then you can work your way down shorter if it's too long. you can experiment to find what you like, i just honestly recommend googling "modern men's hairstyles" or whatever to get a good idea

trying to push your voice ALL the way down into your chest at once is not going to work, but if you slowly start deepening your voice by speaking less out of your nose/throat area, you can begin to masculinize your voice and prepare it for T, if that's where you're headed. you can literally just practice talking like guys or people with husky voices. i also recommend listening to how guys and masculine people talk and just kind of practicing their mannerisms. it's okay to emulate someone from a movie, show, etc. and practice how they act

also watching how men and masculine people walk, sit, hold themselves, etc. goes a long way, even changing how you hold your shoulders helps. pay attention to if you sway your hips a lot when you walk.

as for clothes, like many other trans men, I preach the gospel of layering clothes! this is what helped me a lot when i was in school. I would wear tank tops underneath t shirts underneath a button-down shirt when the weather was appropriate, and it would create enough layers to draw away from the chest while i was still using sports bras instead of a binder

men's jeans actually have a wider variety of cuts than you'd think, and you can experiment with different ones you like. you can also look into men's slacks, shorts, and things like cargo pants. i love cargo pants, but i guess that makes sense as a butch lesbian LOL. i don't understand why people hate them, having pockets is literally a lifesaver. men's shorts are also really fun, honestly basketball shorts are a very trans manlook. we love basketball shorts

small masculine accessories can go a loooonnngg way. i used to wear a wallet chain, for example, and i used to stack masculine necklaces like thick chains, dragons, stuff like that. boots and hiking shoes are also very masculine, as well as most brands of sneakers. you can even get away with converse and vans if you're an emo/alternative boy. if you're into body modding, eyebrow and bridge piercings are very masculine.

some trans men do wear masculinizing makeup, such as painting on five o' clock shadow, putting mascara in one's eyebrows and/or facial hair if you have a natural/light mustache, contouring the face to look more rugged and masculine, such as making one's cheek bones look more pronounced and steep, squaring one's jaw, pronouncing and sharpening the brow ridge, and so on.

basically it's up to you how hard you wanna push it! hope that information was helpful! that's a list of things that can help you before you've transitioned or started hormones! if you'd like to know anything else feel free to stop by and send another ask, take care, stay safe! love yourself

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Friendship bracelets & fan-cams - The 'fangirlification' of Motorsports

It’s no secret that motorsports and sports in general are seeing a surge in popularity. Formula One enjoyed a crowd of 1.3 million watching the Las Vegas Grand Prix, a brand new track with no history. But is this due to organic interest in the sport? Out of these 1.3 million, how many turned the race on for the first time with no expectations except to see fast cars zip through a street circuit? Or did they watch with an expectation, with the basic knowledge that can only come from consuming content on social media?

Shows like Drive to Survive (Formula One) and There Can Only Be One (MotoGP) have a reputation to be dramatized, fans of the shows labeled as ‘DTS fans’ and not true fans of the sport. This, unfortunately, is a common occurrence in many fan circles, affecting mainly women and younger fans, pushing them away from the sport. Mention your interest in Formula one or MotoGP around a certain group and expect to be quizzed on what DRS stands for or on what happened in Sepang between Valentino Rossi and Marc Marquez. Name a popular driver and brace yourself to be accused of liking them for their looks.

But there has been a change, not a sudden one, but a change that has been long coming.

The online fan-spaces of sports have slowly filled by more women, sharing their opinions, ‘live-tweeting’ and ‘live-blogging’ their reactions. It’s become a trend to make races an event with bracelet trading and painted shirts. This isn’t anything new, Japanese fans are known to flood Suzuka with intricate hats, each bigger than the last. The Tifosi (fans of historic team Ferrari) are known to come dressed in elaborate costumes. Popes, Priests and many more religious figures flock to Imola and Monza to bless the Ferrari Drivers. You can joke that Charles Leclerc enjoys a fan-base of mostly younger women, but the dedication Italian men show to him cannot be topped.

Even the teams and the sport itself are embracing the new attention from their fan circles. Duracell, battery manufacturers and sponsors of the Williams F1 team, have jumped in head first, posting ‘fan-cam Fridays’ of drivers Alex Albon and Logan Sargent. Ferrari has even joined in, fans joking that the team posts ‘thirst traps’ of the drivers when they don't live up to standards. MotoGP takes a more subtle route, their latest campaign ‘under the skin’ an intimate look into the scars and tattoos of the riders. But the upturned eyes and soft lighting feels less than educational.

But is this a healthy path for the sport to go down? Should the sport rely on their drivers' looks and marketability to gain fans instead of pushing innovation and talent? It's a gray area at best. The days of proclaimed playboy Jenson Button prove that looks and talent can be balanced. But BrawnGP wasn't posting Jenson in an ice bath after a tough race.

If we are exploring the marketability of teams and its pitfalls we have to discuss Haas and Guenther Steiner. Moneygram Haas Formula One was once a pool of potential, the only American team on the grid. Haas could have been the envy of the grid, pride of the American fans. But Haas sits comfortably towards the back of the grid, known for Lego brick cars, the phoenix called Romain Grosjean and their Ex-team principal Guenther Steiner. Driver to Survive captured Guenther as a character in the paddock, with his colourful language and quotable sentences. Newer fans were swayed by his portrayal and then ultimately disappointed when their underdog lost to the dominant Max.

In the end, none of it matters. The sport is ever evolving and will always be evolving. The beloved Halo, saviour of many, was once seen as a curse. Only time will tell if the ‘fangirlification’ will bring the sport down or uplift it. It's not about the race to create the perfect sport, but more about the history and community built from it.

Yes Max Verstappen may be dominating the grid, but off-grid the real winners are the fans, watching history be made, and even be part of it.

#Pathanga's own #featured

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10 Sylvi Watches To Gift This Holiday Season

The holiday season is when people start gifting their close friends or family members presents to make them happy. Giving out gifts to people close to your heart is a sign of affection or love towards them. Therefore, if you are also looking to gift something to your friends or family this holiday season, then choosing to wrap a Sylvi watch as a gift could be worth your money. Watches are considered an ideal holiday gift because many people like to purchase different kinds of watches to add them to their collections. However, choosing the right watch among all the available options could play a big part for the person you want to amaze with your gift.

That is why here in this article, we have mentioned the top 10 Sylvi branded watches for men, which could help you pick one according to your preference.

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10. Sylvi vogue rosegold

The last type of watch which we have included in our list of the top 10 best Sylvi watches to gift this holiday season is the Sylvi vogue rosegold. Many options are available in the market regarding watch color, type, design, or even functionality, but none of them can match the proficiency of Sylvi vogue rosegold silicone strap watches.

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Conclusion

These are the top 10 Sylvi watches you can choose as a gift to people close to you as a friend or family this holiday season. The holiday season is meant to be the happiest part of the year which calls for presenting people with different gifts to make their year even more worthwhile and beautiful.

FAQs

1) Are the Sylvi watches water-resistant?

Ans. Yes, all of the Sylvi watches are entirely water-resistant. However, you should avoid pushing any buttons present on the watch while it is submerged in water. 2) What category of the watch movement is used in Sylvi watches?

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Ans. If you compare the rates of other categories of watches offered by different websites, the Sylvi watches would always come out on top due to their lowest price. 5) Which is the best sylvi watch to gift this holiday season?

Ans. It is difficult to pick one out of all the possible Sylvi watches that are available for gifting this holiday season. But if you want the best gift then trying out the imperial black silver could be suitable for you.

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Features of Specialized Road Bikes

If you see a group of riders or watch a pro race, you will find most riders using scott mtb. Specialized, a California company, is one of the biggest bike brands and has dominated the market since 1974. The brand has developed ground-breaking bikes, won countless races and created a large fanbase.

The company produces all types of bikes, from entry-level to excessive dream bikes. Its expansive catalogue covers all kinds of bikes for various terrains and uses. The ranking of the models from lowest to highest is Base, Sport, Elite, Comp, Expert, Pro and then S-Works.

How will you select a Specialized road bike with so many models? How do you decide which bike is right for you?

Know the purpose: You should be aware of what type of riding you’re planning to do on your new bike. Do you want to race? Or is it for casual daily use?

Specialized build levels

All the Specialized bike models come with different component build levels. These models vary in the element spec level and the quality of carbon used in the construction is different for carbon frames. When you look for Specialized road bike sales, you will find Base and Sport as the entry-level build and are less expensive with entry-level components. On the other hand, S-Works is Specialized’s premium offering with the lightest, high-end carbon and top-of-the-line features.

Distinct models for men and women:

Although Specialized bikes have specific models for women like the Amira, Ruby, Dolce, Era and Rhyme, nowadays, most of the features are similar and don’t deviate far from men’s fits. Sot, Specialized discontinued women’s specific models. Instead, the new models offer various sizes to suit both genders and have different men’s and women’s component builds to address particular touch points.

For instance, the road racing Tarmac bike now comes in sizes ranging from 44–61cm and is available in a Tarmac Men’s and Tarmac Women’s form. The model is race-focused and suitable for both genders but with gender-specific features like bridles and handlebars. Also, Specialized offers different crank lengths to accommodate female riders.

Aluminium vs. Carbon

Many Specialized models are available in both aluminium and carbon frames. Aluminium frames are often used for more budget-oriented models, while carbon is used for higher-end builds. A carbon frame is always lighter than an aluminium equivalent. Few materials can come close to carbon fibre’s strength-to-weight ratio. Using high-modulus carbon, developers produce carbon bikes that are very strong while being ridiculously light.

Rim vs. Disc Brakes

Most Specialized road bikes come with both rim brake and disc brake options available. Rim brakes are typically lighter, less intricate and more affordable. Disc brakes furnish more stopping power and work better in harsh conditions. However, disc brakes are more in use in most bicycles, while rim brakes are more common on entry-level options.

Road Bikes

Road bikes are the most delicate, quickest and efficient for riding on paved road surfaces. The specialized road bike is available in different strengths and each bike serves another purpose.

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A New Writing Series

Foreword: This is the beginning of a new series I'm starting on this blog, and maybe others. It's a series of stories that spawn out of my fantasies and daydreams. I believe fantasy is very important for the establishment of real change in the world. So i've taken my idle mental wanderings and polished them up to share with you all. They may seem disjointed or confusing. They may seem awful to some. But dreams often are. These may be a bit longer than you're typically used to, but i think they are worth a read. I hope you enjoy

Avis' Abstractions #1: Alpha-tizement

We open in a world of the future, where hegemonic masculinity has grown and become institutionalized. Muscle, Dominance, Virility. Power. It’s privileged. It’s the standard now, and like all standards it must be regulated, taxed, and authorized.

Every year hundreds of newly indoctrinated Alpha males must undergo their examination for certification. It’s exactly what you think it would be and more. All ramped up to 100. Those who pass are given access to a life of domination and hedonism that the masses could never even fathom. The highest in the region or state basically become living demigods based on the rights and privileges afforded to them by the system. They become sacrosanct in a clearly defined hierarchy. You can tell an Alpha, not just by his looks, but by the papers he carries.

But, even in a world where Alpha masculinity runs rampant as the dominant paradigm; corporations still hold so much power. More So than even our world, as the ruthlessness of their CEOs was now free to manifest itself in a testosterone fueled exploitation-fest. Business was a battle and these men, many of whom had passed through the certification system with flying colors, fought to the death. Didn’t matter who was crushed under their heel. Always wanting more.

The whole process started out as an advertising ploy. The Alpha Certification Exams were of course broadcast. It served as a propagandistic exercise, showing the masses in visceral displays of power why the hierarchy is the way it is. But it also functioned to placate them. Nothing does a nation good like watching virile young gods do what they do best. Fuck. Fight. Flourish and succeed. Everyone tuned in. The world couldn’t get enough of the young studs who made it through training to reach this peak. So naturally the corpos and networks caught on pretty quickly just how lucrative they could be.

The first companies to engage in “Alpha-tizement” were the sports gear companies. Underarmor, Gymshark, Optimum Nutrition. It was easy to see why. A lot of the boys in the running owed their progress to those companies already. You didn’t make it to the State Alpha Certifications without chugging truckloads of protein powder or getting your gym fit right on your way there. So when these companies offered to pay out the ass just for a couple square inches of skin showing their logo or slogan, of course the Alpha’s in training accepted happily.

In the first quarter after these exams were broadcast, all of the companies who went with this new strategy reported a 25.6% increase in net profit. Most of which went to the Execs. Turns out Sex and Superiority sell. Especially if it’s the raunchy roid fuelled sex all those Alpha breeders had mastered. The Corpos chose their horses well. Lotta preliminary research went into finding the best bucks.

Of the top 100 alphas across the country, around 40 of them were the first Alpha-tizement guinea pigs. And as soon as they got their certification all of them were instantly signed with exclusive advertising and modeling contracts with some of the biggest international firms. The world took notice for sure. It was making the Corpos money, so the process continued. Year after year. Getting bigger and more diverse. With more and more brands fighting for a place on these walking, talking billboards. The contracts and the prices the Alpha studs demanded got more and more lucrative. There were expected guidelines drawn up based on where or how big a branding would be. 10k for a Bicep logo. 45k for a logo and a slogan on your Pecs. 100k For a Tattoo on the asscheek. 250k for one right above the bulge. The Corpos didn’t care tho. By this point the Alpha contracts were pocket change compared to the dough they were raking in. In the State certification for California in 2076, Monsanto fully bought out the entire state’s cohort. A little in-joke perhaps about the modified nature of all the studs in that state. Cost about 400 million USD all told. They made it back in a month as everyone scrambled to stock up on oranges and corn. Real Alpha Produce. After a while the brands got wise. It wasn’t uncommon to see studs covered in brands of all kinds, active competitors on the same bulging, beautiful body. The top Alpha in West Virginia for 2080 was famous for his play of getting Coke *and* Pepsi tattooed on each Pec. Dr. Pepper had to settle for a simple slogan on the left forearm. Its market value dropped hard the next day. You could always tell which stud had some serious potential, He’d come out practically more ink than skin. But somehow it never ruined the look. It just got better and better with each Logo Carved into their thick, muscular bodies. And the masses ate it up. You’ve never seen a nation more eager and happy to be Advertised to. The people were enraptured. They’d take and buy anything an Alpha was selling. They didn’t didn’t even notice the Irony of the top performer for Florida being a Young, Catholic Hispanic dude with the Trojan Logo right above his cock. Miguel never let a rubber touch his meat in his life. But that didn’t fucking matter.

Eventually the corporations were sitting on so much money that they had to either spend it or burn it. So they did something that changed the game.

Instead of just going to already established alpha candidates to get brand deals. They would let the masses apply to them. And they would pick and choose from the lot. Everyone knew how even just one good sponsor deal could set up a dude for years. So of course it was a rat-race to get them them. But it turns out, the corpos had some pretty high standards. They made it clear who they were looking for, Alpha studs with bodies of stone and Cocks so large they would act as the perfect billboard for their product.

The companies always claimed it was just because of advertising, but..maybe something more. It didn’t matter though once it was announced half the male population was vying for it. They needed the money. After all so much of it had gone to ruthless Alpha execs and it never trickled back down. So they worked and sculpted themselves. A whole generation grew into living gods in the blink of an eye. Roids and SARMs were given out in university pharmacies. Gym memberships were on every dudes wishlist. No one cared anymore. They wanted their boys to have the best shot at life. And of course along the way that meant that the protein powder and gym gear companies kept making more and more money. Not to mention the sex toy industry for the bulls who needed to train their cocks to fuck for hours on end. By this point half the companies in the world shifted their product vision to cater to the new needs of the masses. Changing their branding to better reflect the new sentiments of their audiences too. The world grew massive. The companies grew rich. But still they wanted more. The alphas wanted more cash. The companies wanted new investments. And by now the first winners of the branded Alpha Certification Tests were old enough to be running those companies. And they brought along with them some pretty great fucking ideas.

2120, Every company announced it in tandem. No competition at all with this one. They were updating the offerings of their Alpha-tizement program to include the following: “Eligible Alphas may partake in a breeding program where they procreate with a Company provided female or Modified breeding Fag(™). Each successful breeding and healthy offspring produced entitles the Alpha to a Sum of 1.5 Million USD. The child will be turned over to the Company in question. There is no limit to how many times one can be eligible for this program” Men were made into Billionaires overnight. They fucked, forgot and flourished. And it wasn’t until 18 years later that they realized what it was all for. When Amazon released its first generation of “ALEX” models. A perfectly bred and trained fleet of delivery personnel. Strong as bulls. Capable of working for 20 hours straight with no breaks. Soon everyone else was fired and instead every amazon package was delivered by an obedient ALEX who as an added bonus would leave a few loads inside you finishing with a smile and spouting the company tagline “Work hard, Have fun, Make History” Every company produced something, a new ultra masc boy toy stud, programmed to serve the company line and to act as the ultimate final product. The Latest stage of capitalism. “PIERRE” by L’Oreal, genetically designed and modified to give cum facials that took 10 years off your skin, and trained so that their balls swelled with the perfect formula. $2000 a vial. Disney presents “KEVIN”, a park experience where one lucky guest gets to be fucked senseless by a gang of 10 almost identical looking blonde adonises until either they pass out, or it’s time to pay again. 3k for an hour. 1.5k if a non-voluntary participant.

RAWGEAR’s “TYLER” line where a sculpted stud stands in the window of your shop posing, repping the brand and pulling in customers. Once he gets them in they’re bound to buy half your stock. One down payment of 10k for one Tyler unit and an additional 15k for the training protocols to get him to stop leaving a mess on the showroom floor. Raytheon’s “JOHNATHAN” Armies that changed the face of the battlefield forever. Mindless blood thirsty unstoppable drones, pumped with so much testosterone and aggression hormones that they were classified as WMD’s by the UN based on how they decimated whole cities, nations, cultures. The world was a better place now. The economy was ruined. Megamonopolies selling sex and masculinity were the dominant force. People were products. What more could you want?

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cyantomatos · 2 years

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Wheel of Writing - Day 6

Prompt: “You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.” Pairing: Frankie Morales x f!reader

You should write a book.

101 Bad Pick-Up Lines: Life Behind a Bar.

Every weekend, without fail, you got at least one drunken idiot leaning up against your bar trying out what he certainly thought was a certified-gold pick-up line. More than one on a busy weekend. You’d counted thirteen on a weekend with a highly-anticipated sports event.

You didn’t remember what sport it was, working in a bar meant they all blended together eventually.

Tonight you were already going on three as a blond man sauntered up to the bar, just enough drinks in to bolster his confidence. You’d served all four of the men at his table, three different brands of beer and a handful of different shots, and they all seemed nice enough. You’d been able to feel their eyes on your several times tonight, so it wasn’t a surprise that one of them finally worked up the courage.

He leaned on his forearms on the bar, waiting patiently as you poured a drink for another patron before making your way to him.

“You come here often?” Okay, maybe more thank just enough drinks. Either that or there was definitely more beauty than brains there.

You stomped down a smirk, putting on your best customer-service smile.

“Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say yes.” You watch the grin slowly slide off his face as his friends explode into laughter, and a quick glance towards their table shows the other blond man snagging a wad of bills from one of the other men.

You turn back to the apparent victim of a drunken bet, softening your smile a little. “Do you want another beer?”

Silence for a moment, and then, “No, ma’am.”

He hung his head, trudging back to his laughing friends.

A moment later you're turned with your back to the bar counter when you hear someone clear their throat behind you. You turn to see one of the other men from the table, a wide grin on his face. He stuffs some money in your tip jar and hooks a thumb back at the table behind him.

"For putting up with Benny. And us, I suppose, since we convinced his drunk ass the line would actually work."

You raise an eyebrow at him, softening the expression with a slight smile. "Do you often set your friends up for obvious failure?"

He shrugs, glancing back at the table where one of the men has his hand on Benny's shoulder, the latter staring at the table dejectedly. "No, only the ones that spend the whole night bragging about how good he is at picking up women."

He turns back to you with a sheepish smile. "I'm Frankie, by the way. You met Benny already, and that's Will and Santi."

You give him your name and smile a bit more genuinely. "I've seen the four of you in here before. And don't worry, I've heard much worse pickup lines before. Practically a requirement of the job."

Frankie leans against the counter more fully. "Oh yea? What's the worst you've heard?"

You brace your hands on the counter, staring up at the ceiling as you think. "Off the top of my head? 'Are you an orphanage, because I'd like to put my kids in you.' except with a lot more slurring and stumbling over the words, he was very drunk."

Frankie looks shocked when you look back to him. "Seriously?"

You nod, grinning. "I could write a whole book of bad pickup lines at this point. Probably make more than I do working here." You snort, turning to pick up an empty glass a patron sets on the bar.

Frankie let's out a laugh as he straightens, and you have to keep from smiling like an idiot at the sound. "I'll save you from hearing one from me then, I don't need to be put on blast like that. Thank you again, for being so cool and putting up with us. We're usually in here every Friday, so…I'll see you around?"

You smile, widely and genuinely this time. "I think you might."

#WoW #Wheel of Writing #Frankie Morales #frankie morales x f!reader #triple frontier fanfiction

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hey bbgs it's me back again with a request

period headcanons for trans kings shirabu and yamagata ?? my period just started and i am suffering. hard.

anyways yeah just give me your thoughts

I'VE GOT YOU BABES good thing I just changed my pf theme to red, huh? ✋️💀

ANYWAYS TRANS! SHIRABU AND YAMAGATA + REONSEMISHIRA AND KAWAGATA PERIOD HCS LET'S GO!!!

- Yamagata's are the absolute WORST

- Shirabu's are pretty intense. But Yamagata's? Fully convinced that his period is gonna kill him one day

- BUT WE DON'T COMPARE PAINS HERE BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT PERIODS ARE ALWAYS HELL

- ANYWAYS

- They both wanna DIE it's just a fact

- Yamagata is starring at the clock, WAITING for the 6 hour mark to hit so he can take another painkiller cuz let's be honest, those things wear out at like 5 hours, 30 minutes

- They run out of products? They don't need to worry, not one bit

- Why?

- Because they either, borrow from each other

- Or two, send their respective boyfriends to the store (who have their sizes AND favorite brands MEMORIZED and WRITTEN in their notes. They're top tier men)

- They sit down, eat pizza, and suffer together cuz that's what real friends do ✋️😔

- They watch movies and huddle under blankets

- When everyone else is being irritating, they go to each other. They just really don't feel like dealing with people who don't understand

- They use heating pads for their stomachs and they are SO COMFY

- Just plug them bad boys into the wall and you are SET

- From personal experience 💀

- They're not exactly criers..? Well Yamagata kinda is. But Shirabu? If he's gonna cry it's gonna be silent and privately

- Practice is HELL

- Idk if anyone reading this has been to sports practice while you're on your period but leMME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS SHIT-

- GOD you are DYING

- You're hot, you're sweating, and if you wear a pad it's rubbing up against your sweaty thighs and may rub them raw. Like it is TROUBLESOME

- Wow, natural hate crimes, am I right?

- Now for a little bit of shippy stuff 🤭 nothing like fluffy stuff on shark week, ya know?

- Kawanishi ABSOLUTELY lays his head on Yamagata's stomach during his period. The slight pressure helps, plus his tummy is warm from the heating pad

- Semi and Reon surround Shirabu on his week because it keeps him warm. And idk what it is about being warm on the week, but it's just nice

- Yamagata's mood swings are pretty intense. During the first few times, Kawanishi is TERRIFIED that he'll make one wrong move and Yamagata will get upset ✋️😭

- ReonSemi have mastered the art over some time 💀 that in no way means they're perfect. They (*cough cough* SEMI *cough cough*) still set Shirabu off from time to time. (And it's not fun at ALL)

- Them being trans, I'm not completely sure whether they'd change in the locker room or just in the bathroom normally. But during their week they DEFINITELY change in the bathroom.

- Sets off a lot of body dysmorphia problems. Good thing they have each other to cry about it to 😪🤧

- OK THANK @yoom-ss FOR THIS SCENARIO 💀

- Ok,, but Shirabu stuck in the bathroom, NO PRODUCT

- He asks Yamagata for one but the mf doesn't have any either ✋️😭

- SO WHAT DOES HE DO? 🤔

- It's one of three things

- He 1) Sprints to the closest convenient store 😪

- 2) Throws some money at one of his TEAMMATES and makes THEM run to the store

- Or 3) runs around asking girl students for product ✋️😭

- I JUST WANNA SAY A+ SENIOR

- Shirabu gets his products in the end thanks to local super senior Yamagata 😪

- Before practices (especially practice matches) they usual take a painkiller in advance so that by the time practice comes it would have kicked in

- Shirabu probably reads a lot during his period. He doesn't feel like sitting at his desk he usually studies at, nor does he feel like studying at all. So he likes to just read, watch TV, or play on his phone

- Yamagata just lazes around, stuffing his face and watching whatever. (That's ok, he deserves it. Plus I do the same thing)

- Yamagata's go to "I'm dying" outfit is black sweats and a t-shirt/hoodie

- Shirabu's is some comfy shorts and a t-shirt/sweater/hoodie

- KawaGata usually orders a fuck ton of food and by the end they have a buffet. They eat it happily cuz damn periods suck and Kawanishi wants to see his boyfriend happy

- ReonSemi probably over worry 💀

- "Are you ok?" "Are you comfortable?" "Do you need something? Some painkillers? Some water? Anything?" "You know we'll get you Anything right-" "YES. I AM FINE."

- They're trying their best ✋️💀

- It's ok if they're suffering, because at least they can suffer together by crying on the couch with a bag of chips 😪

#shiratorizawa #stzw #shirabu kenjirou #shirabu kenjirō #yamagata hayato #kawagata #reonsemishira #transgender

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