#best pre-workout meals

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Maximize your workout potential with these key pre-exercise steps: warm-up to prevent injury, hydrate for peak performance, fuel up with the right nutrients, and mentally prepare for success. Get ready to crush your fitness goals with these essential strategies

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[immunity-supplements]

3 People Who Should Drink Protein Powder

The best protein powders on the market can give your body all the essential amino acids to thrive. These dietary supplements provide a slew of benefits. They can promote muscle growth, help repair tissue after a workout and even promote better weight management.

Contrary to popular belief, protein powders aren't just for fitness enthusiasts. Here's a quick list of the types of people who should consider drinking protein powder.

Athletes and Fitness Buffs

Let's start with the obvious. Of course, people who love to stay active have a lot to gain from drinking protein powder drinks. Protein is an essential macronutrient for all humans. But people who want to bulk up or maximize performance output can take protein powder to get even more.

These powders can significantly improve muscle size and strength. Plus, they help with workout recovery. Whipping up a shake to enjoy after your workout can reduce muscle soreness. It doesn't matter what your goals are. Whether you're trying to bulk up or slim down, the best protein powders will help you get there.

Seniors

As you get older, your body will experience sarcopenia. Sarcopenia is the progressive loss of muscle mass and strength. It starts earlier than most think! For many people, muscle loss begins in their 30s!

Muscle loss can affect a person's health in many ways. A lack of muscle increases the chances of injury, so many health care providers recommend increasing protein intake to counteract sarcopenia. What better way to do that than by taking protein powder?

Vegans and Vegetarians

If you live a vegan or vegetarian lifestyle, protein powders can help you maintain good health. While many plant-based proteins exist, they don't always meet your dietary needs. Protein powders can bridge the gap.

The great thing about modern protein powders is that you can easily find vegan formulas. Several brands offer powders with soy, pea or hemp, allowing you to get the protein you need without sacrificing your lifestyle.

Doctors may also recommend taking protein supplements to manage certain diseases or conditions. For example, protein powder can help improve the effects of malnutrition.

Read a similar article about low calorie snack crisps here at this page.

[todaynewsonline]

20 Satisfying and Healthy Breakfast Ideas for Weight Loss

Healthy Breakfast Ideas for Weight Loss

Healthy Breakfast Ideas for Weight Loss:- Making healthy breakfast choices can help set your day up for success by giving you energy, keeping you full until lunch, and preventing you from turning to sugary snacks or fast food as an alternative. If you’re someone who wants to prioritize protein in their breakfast, egg recipes are a great choice. Breakfast scrambles, omelets, and plain fried eggs…

[haesunflower]

moments that makes everyone think you're dating (zb1).....₊˚⊹♡

genre: fluff/comedy

pairing: reader (mostly gn) x zerobaseone

about/tags: you're not dating, but everyone seems to think you are? hmm i wonder why?

just cute things hehe...

⠀⠀♡ kim jiwoong ♡ ⠀⠀

for some reason, you are always invited to movie night at the dorms

the boys initially teased jiwoong, but you cleared the air and told everyone that you were just childhood friends and you've never dated

the boys reluctantly accept the story

but your legs are always intertwined at the couch, and your head is always finding comfort on his chest, and his arms are always draped around your figure

members are dumbfounded, confused, then disgusted. friends??? always holding each other like that??? in front of us????

taerae who was getting popcorn, throws a singular piece to the both of you after he sees jiwoong nuzzling his nose into your hair

"the both of you...get a room please we're trying to enjoy the movie"

"you're just jealous taerae" you snipe back, throwing back the popcorn piece

jiwoong giggles and says "taerae-ya if you wanted to be cuddled you could have just said so"

everyone in the room is laughing except for taerae

⠀⠀ ♡ zhang hao ♡ ⠀⠀

you're his lockscreen in one of his many phones

when members would ask who that is – gyuvin, ricky, and yujin (the ones that have known hao the longest) would snicker and giggle, egging the question on and insinuating that you're hao's significant other

"oh, that's y/n. my best friend from when I was in school"

"best friend huuuhhh" gyuvin teases, raising his eyebrows up and down

hao throws a pillow at gyuvin to get him to shut up

one time, ricky caught hao going through your old pictures together and compiling it for a sweet birthday message he was gonna send to you

best believe that ricky immediately informed gyuvin and yujin about what he was doing and he got teased relentlessly that day

the 3 other yuehuaz end up gossiping to the rest of the members that they have in fact, met you in person and that you are in fact, insanely gorgeous that hao is out of your league and that in fact, gyuvin said he found you stunning and hao in fact, gave gyuvin the silent treatment for 2 weeks.

⠀⠀ ♡ sung hanbin ♡ ⠀⠀

hanbin asks for your help often to meal prep and cook at the dorms with him – it's mostly stuff that can be frozen and reheated for the week so that the boys have healthy homecooked meals to enjoy

it's grossly domestic, you'd think the both of you were in a long term relationship

sometimes, the members catch you feeding each other

hanbin would blow gently on the spoon before catching your attention by tilting your chin upwards, "how does this taste?"

he brings the spoon to your mouth and he beams when you smile and give him a thumbs up

in the summer, the kitchen gets too hot so you find yourself dabbing at hanbin's forehead sweat while he stirs the sauce

he shoots you a grateful smile, cheek dimples on display

"god, are you two married or what?" jiwoong grumbles as he passes by

you two just chuckle

⠀⠀ ♡ seok matthew ♡ ⠀⠀

you're his gym buddy and actually no one knows that you exist up until a few members started asking matthew if they could join him at the gym

you always greet matt so cheerfully, giving him a hello hug (you're both foreigners)

every time you finish a set you guys high five one another, and if you lack motivation he'll say something like: "one more set and i'll give you a reward"

"oh yeah like what, matt?"

"guess you'll have to finish up and see" 😉

harmless flirting is an effective motivational tool for the both of you

the rewards range from: a pre-workout smoothie treat or a signed photocard of himself haha

gunwook and jiwoong once caught matt staring at your ass :D not his fault your ass so fat :D

so it comes as a shock to gunwook when he hears you answering a phone call from your boyfriend, right after the three of you finished a circuit

when you leave, gunwook turns to matthew and says "she has a boyfriend? i thought you were the boyfriend!"

matthew has a shit-eating grin plastered on his face and says "nah we're just friends" and takes a sip of his water

⠀⠀ ♡ kim taerae ♡ ⠀⠀

he's like your driver, and you're the ultimate passenger princess/prince

taerae rushes out of practice the moment it's over "sorry guys gotta go, y/n is waiting for me to pick them up from school"

matthew calls taerae out for being a simp, while hanbin scolds matthew to leave the loverboy alone :(

taerae has no time to correct hanbin and just rushes out of there

he doesn't like making you wait after all!!

whenever it starts to rain too, he would leave the dorms telling members he's running an errand, when everyone knows he's just going to where you are so you don't have to commute in the rain

one time, taerae and hao were out to run an ACTUAL errand when you called him in a panic to ask if he was in the area – you were drenched in the rain and your phone was about to die

taerae of course, said he would come get you :) he also made hao move to the backseat so you could be right next to him :)

⠀⠀♡ ricky ♡ ⠀⠀

he's always on his damn phone, grinning from ear to ear or giggling to himself

when members ask him what's so funny, his face goes back to neutral and says "nothing"

the members don't know who he's texting and facetiming

while you were talking on facetime, ricky left his phone on the kitchen counter so he could make himself some food, and gyuvin took this as an opportunity to snatch his phone to figure out who you were

gyuvin was so quick, ricky didn't even realize it happened

gyuvin brought the phone to gunwook's room where they eagerly said hi and introduced themselves, then continued to ask you a bunch of questions like "how did you meet?" "how long have you been dating?" "what do you like best about ricky?"

i mean, you could answer all the questions but you had no time to – as ricky busted the door open and snatched the phone back

"sorry about that y/n, my members obviously don't have any common courtesy"

"haha it's fine ricky, they're very cute"

"cute??? cute you find them cute???" ricky sounds offended as he walks away from the two other members, shooting them a look and faking a punch

⠀⠀♡ kim gyuvin ♡ ⠀⠀

any free time he gets, he visits home so he can spend time with eumppappa

both you and gyuvin were the dog sitters and dog walkers for your building before he debuted

but he's getting a little busier nowadays, and his visits to his family home have been less frequent

you decide you'd walk eumppappa and your dog aiki to gyuvin's dorm for a quick visit, which has then become weekly tradition

the members just assume you're his significant other with how often you visit with his dog

that, and the fact that gyuvin refers to you as "eumppappa's eomma" and you refer to gyuvin as "aiki's appa"

the members don't know it's because you bought the dogs together

whatever tho, everyone thinks it's so cute

⠀⠀♡ park gunwook ♡ ⠀⠀

he's inserting you in the conversation any chance he gets

like when the boys are just playing overwatch or league of legends gunwook goes "ahhh i should invite y/n to play"

or when gunwook is trying food from a new restaurant he would excitedly take a picture and say "y/n would like this i should send some to her"

or when he's out shopping he would say "this would look so great on y/n"

or when he's helping yujin with school and he surprisingly doesn't know the answer, he says "y/n would know this, hold on let me ask"

again, every chance he gets. your name is mentioned. he's like an excited little puppy when your name gets mentioned by other people too

example, "gunwook i got ice cream - maybe you can share with y/n" and then he's bolting to his phone asking you to come over

the older members thinks it's adorable, how much he likes you

and when you actually meet the members clad in gunwook's sweater they all come to the conclusion you feel the same way for him

A/N: i missed writing and being delulu

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[lolasimms]

hcs about your married life with abby pls 🙇🏽‍♀️

wife abby headcanons pt.1

part 2 part 3

౨ৎ she’s an early bird and is almost always up at 6 am.

౨ৎ starts her morning off with cuddling you and then she’s off to the gym.

౨ৎ you wake up to an empty bed most mornings which usually you rant to her about.

౨ৎ your breakfast is usually simple, overnight oats and fruit, which she bullies you for.

౨ৎ she on the other hand insists on eating a high protein breakfast, for “gains”.

౨ৎ she’s a certified gym rat, which you find super hot.

౨ৎ when you’re really horny she takes pre-workout to make sure her stamina is up for you.

౨ৎ this usually leaves you saddle sore and aching for the next two days

౨ৎ she gets off on your overly domestic nature, especially when you take care of her.

౨ৎ if she’s got a cold or a throat infection you always pamper her and insist on feeding her soups and tea.

౨ৎ most weekends are spent lounging around the house as she’s not a very social person, neither are you.

౨ৎ some weekends are also spent at her father, Jerry’s place.

౨ৎ the three of you make dinners, play board games and he loves breaking out the photo album to embarrass her.

౨ৎ she earns a lot (she’s a doctor) so she’s always spoiling you.

౨ৎ loves to wine and dine you, especially when you both have time off work.

౨ৎ she can only cook staple meals, so she’s always impressed by the food you make for her.

౨ৎ she tends to overwork herself and usually comes back home tired.

౨ৎ despite the fact that she comes home exhausted she still insists on pleasing you.

୨୧

“Abs we shouldn’t, you just got off a 12 hour shift, you need to rest.” You press your wife but she’s ignoring you and pulling you into her.

“Doesn’t matter baby, I’m perfectly fine. Need to please my wife, you know what they say.” Both her hands are griping your thighs and pulling you towards the end of the bed.

“What do they say?” You question, accepting defeat, and allowing her to manhandle you.

“Happy wife, happy life.” In one quick motion, she’s tugged your pyjama shorts, along with your underwear off.

“What if you fall asleep mid eating pussy and I crush you to death?”

“Trust me baby, death by your pussy would probably be the best way for me to die.”

You tried scooching up toward the pillows , but Abby’s hands had a tight grip on your thighs. She wasn't going to let you get away. You were all the way at the end of bed now with her head in between your legs. She was tasting every bit of you, nibbling and marking you up. Your hands made their way to her hair, grabbing handfuls as her tongue swiped over your clit. All feelings of exhaustion from her taxing 12 hour shift were thrown out the window once she got to taste you, and you were fucking enjoying it.

You gasped. "Mmm...Abs..." Abby was loving every minute as she lapped you up. She pulled you closer, practically burying her face in your pussy. Your moans only added fuel to the fire burning inside of her. She was sucking your clit now and you could hear how wet you were for her. As she worked your cunt, two of her fingers were deep inside of you, fucking you for all you were worth and drawing a whimper from your throat. She was so fucking enthusiastic about eating your pussy and damn good at it too.

"Fuck, you taste so sweet." She panted, her breath like fire against your skin. "Gonna make you cum for me."

୨୧

౨ৎ The two of you love watching tv shows together, though she has a habit of not paying attention.

౨ৎ You’ll be well into a show and she’ll be wondering where a certain character went, when they got killed off like 5 episodes ago.

౨ৎ Falls asleep in your lap while you’re watching movies and shows because the poor thing works so hard.

౨ৎ Your name in her phone is ‘wifey’

౨ৎ Once again, she loves to spoil you, against your will of-course.

౨ৎ Buys you things if you look at them for even a second too long.

౨ৎ Her anniversary presents are always the best.

౨ৎ She insists that you don’t buy her stuff simply because you being her wife is enough.

౨ৎ On your 5 year wedding anniversary you open a box that has a pregnancy test in it, as you’d been discussing having children.

[ndoandou]

Ikevamp bois playing modern games part 2

Vincent

Vincent is way into.. gartic phone

Qnd perhaps skribble.io

Like way into it

He would sit down 12 hours in front of the computer and guess what HES BEEN PLAYING GARTIC PHONE AND SKRIBBLE.IO IN A LOBBY OF RANDOMS

12 HRS IN HES STILL NOT DONE WITH BOTH GAMES

Hed obv speedrun a drawing in a short period of time and manage to make it look *chefs kiss*

Imagine if skribble.io had a vc feature tho

No no, like imagine if people were actually toxic in this goofy ahh game

They would yell down vincent down the mic telling him to go play with photoshop

Randoms are salty that vincent can draw and portray even the most ridicilous prompts which results him with the highest score always

Not to mention hes really good at guessing even the shittiest drawimgs from other ppl

"Broer how- that persons drawing looks ridicilous, even arthur's dog could draw that"

"Don't be mean theo! I could guess the drawing from the emotional connection i felt from it"

Jean

Jean has a shitty brick nokia phone

And he really loves playing snake II

No im serious

Well i suppose momte doesnt trust him with any other phones than that

the last time he was given a smartphone he downloaded some hack and slash game

took the word slash literally and then proceeded to cut the phone into two

comte was too stunned to speak

momte didn’t want his kids to miss out on gadgets but he cant have jean destroying his smartphone

BINGO! a nokia 3310 it is! 

jean didnt know how to react at first, but he found it easier to navigate and thats when he found out baout snake II

found it a bit pointless at first but despite saying that, he doesnt realize that thats the only thing he does besids fencing

snake II is his pre workout

the only thing he will be doing before his fencing practice

before meals

and before bed

‘‘jean are you sure you haven’t had enough of snake II..?’‘ comte asked causiously as he never know how his son Jean would react

jean looked at comte and stayed silent for a hot minute

‘‘no’‘

Napoleon

OK FLASH BACK TO MY E BOY NAPOLEON FANART FROM 2021

its official

He plays league of legends

Napoleon is deffo a jungle/top main

Jungle preferabbly

Bros actually cracked coz hed turn any non meta champs into an absolute beast

I see him being especially good with pantheon jungle

Hed play league with jean tbh

And jean would be a dedicated top

But i dont see jean being the best player..

No, like imagine napoleon defending jean from "top troll" and getting spammed "?" On his lane

Napo would literally go to that persons lane just to steal their minion last hits

If hes feeling extra hed even use pantheons ult to yeet over to that player to ks all the minions on that person's lane 😭

"Jgl troll gg"

Ok napo is actually not toxic and is rly nice to play with

Hed even supp for you if ur learning a new champ

Hes only toxic to people who are toxic to his buddies

Comte

Ill be honest

Comte looks like someone who would download all games from every ad pop up he gets

And im talking about anything gacha related

He does not care whether the game is explicit or not as long as he can collect pretty characters

Is he interested in the gameplay??? Probably not.

"For what reason did you spend $$$$$$ on xxx game???" Leonardo asked as he scrolled through comte's in game billings, cocking an eyebrow

"Hm? Well i simply wanted to collect all of these lovely looking characters."

"Without leveling up your characters?"

"Non"

"Do you understand how to play this game?"

Comte only looked at him with his unwavering smile

"honestly this is the most ridicilous spending ive witness from you, heh" Leo snorted

"Much appreciated, but i dont recal asking for any input, old friend" comte retorted

Leo looked at him and sighed

"Honestly at this point i shouldn't be surprised"

.

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This took me forever to upload because i coulndn't figure what type of game comte would play then one day i was like AHAAAAA

Also i didn't proof read as always so pls dont chop my head off :"))

[bmodiwrites]

I hear it's @thefreakandthehair's birthday... happiest of days pal, enjoy the fluff!

Eddie is nervous.

There's no getting around that fact. He's been planning his surprise for days, knows all the ways it can go wrong, even has a couple of back up plans if it all goes to shit. Yet, the nerves in his gut bubble up and toil around in his gut like bad food.

See, Steve's birthday is something special. It's the day he was born, so Eddie is especially glad for the occasion. Steve, on the other hand, is not. Up until meeting Eddie and being honest about his dislike of the day, Steve never celebrated. Between shitty parents and an overall lack of interest, the big day rolled by every year without a single present, balloon, or muttered 'happy birthday'.

It's the sort of travesty that Eddie's going to spend the rest of his life remedying.

So, there's a bit of pressure (all self-applied) for Eddie to make the day a little extra special. The first year, he threw Steve his very first family birthday party. The one following, Eddie took Steve to a Tears for Fears concert in the city. That trip is still one Eddie looks back on fondly - the gift ended up being amazing for them both.

This year, Eddie's decision to keep things on the down low is driving him a little mad. While he knows it's the right decision after the last few months they've been through, Eddie's still trying to come to terms with his very small, though still big and heartfelt, gestures. He doesn't want Steve to think any less of a day that's more important to Eddie than his own day of birth. His husband isn't that sort of person, yet Eddie feels the sting of nervousness all the same.

Instead of something big and flashy to start the day, Eddie gets out of bed a little early and makes breakfast. He's careful about the color of Steve's toast (because if it's too burnt, he'll eat it out of petulant stubbornness, not actual enjoyment). The good orange juice is sitting in Steve's favorite cup and the eggs are just about ready. Everything is going perfectly when the creaky floorboard gives Steve's presence away.

"You're cooking, babe?" Steve asks as he wraps his arms around Eddie from behind. His nose settles into the curve of neck and shoulder - Eddie still loves the feeling of Steve breathing him in there.

"Yes! And you're supposed to be in bed. I was going to bring this to you." Eddie tries not to let the pout leak into his voice, but Steve's arms tightening around his waist give him away.

"I think I like this better. I can hold you while you finish up and then we can eat together."

It's so sweet and beautifully mushy that Eddie lets this ruined surprise slide. He can't be disappointed when Steve beams at him like they're still newlyweds throughout the entirety of the meal.

Except, the rest of the day is pretty off, too. Eddie gets caught in a meeting at work that blows up his plans to take Steve lunch. He employs Dustin to head to the sub shop Steve likes to pick up the food, instead. He's late to get home and misses Steve before his husband takes off for his evening run, so the pre-workout blow job is off the table.

By the time dinner rolls around, Eddie's feeling less than and so disappointed in himself. Steve finds him at the kitchen table with his head in his hands after his post-run shower.

"Baby, what's wrong?" There's that sickeningly sweet care in Steve's voice that have the tears in the corner of Eddie's eyes finally falling.

"Today's been all wrong, Steve. You deserve the best and today just wasn't it. Nothing went as planned." He swipes at the rebellious tears but more fall in their place. "I wanted your birthday to be perfect."

Shower-warm hands frame his cheeks; Steve uses his grip there to tilt Eddie's head up so they're looking eye to eye. "Eddie, I love you but my birthday has never mattered to me. It's just another day. You love me so well all year that an entire day of spoiling me is just gluttonous. I'm a happy man, baby. Let's celebrate that together, instead."

Eddie is too moved to say anything, so he leans in to seal their lips together. The kiss lingers long enough for Eddie to forget about his troubles and simply enjoy the moment.

Later, when they're tangled up in the sheets together, blush and sweat still marring their skin, Steve rolls over to press his lips against Eddie's ear. "Best birthday ever," he whispers, a smile in his voice.

It's real and genuine and Eddie knows he means it.

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Lonely Nights 4/4

Set in 2009, Bradley is ~26 and Jake is ~22. Hangster PWP. AU where Bradley went to the USNA and has a better relationship with Maverick, however DADT still exists. This 100% fits in with the much longer Nepo!Baby-Bradley fic I am currently writing (the angsty one).

PART ONE PART TWO PART THREE

                His entire body is aching in the best way, muscles unused to this particular type of workout and his thigh muscles are going to let him know their displeasure later and he won’t have any regrets. His shower is quick, his stomach grumbling at the fact that it’s nearing nine and he still hasn’t eaten anything for well over twelve hours and that’s something he needs to remedy soon. He towels off again and then realizes he’s going to have to dress in the clothes he was wearing last night. Eugh. Okay, maybe clean clothes are slightly more important to him than food. He steps back into the bedroom and starts picking up his clothes. Jake is lying with the pillow over his head, like he’s pre-empting Bradley’s intention to get him out of bed but he lifts the corner and peers out, his face scrunching in displeasure.

                “What are you doing?”

                “I need to go and get a change of clothes, plus I’m starving. As good as the sex is, I can’t survive on it. I’m guessing this place doesn’t have room service?” Jake snorts and gives him a look that tells him he’s guessing correctly. “Okay, I can go and get food and come back…”

                “Or, uh, we could go together? What else do you have planned for today?”

                He feels a little relieved that Jake seems to want to spend time together not in bed, and he refuses to think about it more than that. He pulls his underwear and jeans on, not bothering with doing the zip and button quite yet.

                “Uh… well. I was going to go and see the new Transformers movie.”

                “Oh, yeah, I wanted, to, uh see that too…”

                “And I was going to get a haircut. You probably need one,” Bradley adds, because while his hair has been growing for over two months, he has no idea what style Jake normally has but it’s too long to be regulation right now. He hopes it’s not a buzz; Jake likes having his hair pulled and the idea of it being cut so short Bradley can’t tug at it anymore makes him mourn for it…

                “Um, are you okay with… hanging out with me? I mean, getting food and going to the movies and… fucking getting our hair cut…”

                He sounds unsure suddenly and Bradley wonders what’s caused it. He walks over to the bed and pulls his tank over his head. Hmm. He likes the visual of being dressed and Jake being naked in front of him. He sits and reaches out, runs his fingers through Jake’s very messy hair.

                “Jake… I’ve never been to the movies with a guy I’ve had sex with. Hell, I’ve never shared a fucking meal with a guy I’ve had sex with,” he pauses then, wonders if sharing a mess hall with a carrier squeeze counts and discounts it immediately. “And none of that is because I didn’t want to. It’s been to protect myself. Protect my career.”

                “Oh.”

                “But I do want to go out and get some food with you, and then go to the movies… and then get my hair cut. And then come back here and have sex again. If you’re interested.”

                “If I’m interested? You want that?”

                “Yeah,” Bradley says, not wanting to say anything about wanting to maybe play pretend for the next day and a half that he’s going to have to shove all this back into a small space inside of him that he ignores for the most part. “Jake… do you want me to go and check out of my hotel and come and stay here with you for the rest of the weekend?”

                “I… yeah. If you want to?”

                “I wouldn’t be offering it if I didn’t want to.”

                “Then yeah, go and get your things.”

                “Okay. I’ll be back in… thirty. Probably? Have a shower and get dressed and then I’ll be back and we can go out and start with breakfast. Brunch I guess. Deal?”

                “Yeah, deal.”

                He leans down and gives Jake a kiss, softly gentle carrying the promise of later.

…             …             …

                Part of him wants to keep his hotel room, plausible deniability and all that when he’s got three nights paid accommodation all sorted out. He wonders about maybe changing it to two nights, but then the logistics of trying to check out tomorrow just seem unnecessarily convoluted. He’s looking at having a solid two days and nearly three nights with the same guy. Yeah, he’s going to have to leave ungodly early Monday morning, but he was planning on doing that anyway. He changes into clean clothes and grabs his things and packs them, efficient from years of practice; eyes his hanging garment bag containing his service dress blues. He’ll leave them in the car and change half-way to Pensacola. That’ll be fine. He drives back to Jake’s motel and parks in the numbered carpark associated with Jake’s room. He wants to know how Jake is getting to Pensacola if he doesn’t have a car here, but he also doesn’t want to ask. Doesn’t want to offer him a ride because that would raise too many questions when they’re seen arriving together.

                He grabs his bag and heads to the door, raps on it and waits. Then Jake is standing there, grinning and letting his eyes travel up the length of Bradley’s body and he’s never felt quite so desired. Like he’s been the thing Jake has been coveting for years and he’s finally within his grasp. Who knows? Maybe he is.

                “Brad Bradley Bradshaw.”

                “That’s not my name…”

                “Close enough, still sounds just as ridiculous.”

                “God, you’re kind of a shit head aren’t you.”

                “Yep.”

                “Come on, we had a deal.”

                “I made that deal before I knew the other conditions. Because that shirt is also ridiculous…”

                “What’s wrong with it?” Bradley asks, looking down at his shirt. It’s one of the Hawaiian ones the Ice had brought him back from a work trip.

                “Uh… it wasn’t a gag gift?”

                “No. My uncle got it for me when he went to Hawaii. I wear quite a few.”

                “Well, I guess you aren’t perfect after all.”

                That makes Bradley laugh in shock, that anyone could think that he’s perfect. And that apparently Jake is judging him for his style of clothing.

                “I don’t want to be perfect, I want food,” Bradley says, pushing past him to drop his bag inside, letting his empty hand trail over Jake’s stomach.

                “Well, if you insist on wearing that then I guess I have no choice.”

                “How about I promise to let you take it off me later?”

                “Okay, that’s a condition of the deal I can accept. Let’s go.”

                They find a diner easily enough, Bradley happy to drive them, happier that Jake doesn’t ask any questions about why his garment bag is hanging on a hook in the backseat of his car rather than inside his motel room. Some subjects they just seem to mutually avoid. They figure out a movie time and then figure they can find a barber to walk into before or after. They discuss movies they’ve seen, talk about shared experiences having both gone to USNA, let each other’s calves rest against each other under the table. They finish and pay up, walking back when Jake asks about his car.

                “Why an Audi?”

                Bradley sighs, because he’s already had this conversation multiple times, with multiple different people.

                “It’s the safest apparently. My dad is a little overprotective. Tries to be anyway. It was a graduation gift. Wasn’t going to turn away a free car.”

                “Hell of a gift. It ain’t no Bronco though is it…”

                Bradley snorts.

                “No. I don’t need to drive a Bronco…” Not when I fly planes he wants to add; doesn’t. “So, anything you want to do today?”

                “Uh… well. I kind of did some looking before I came here. I want to go dancing.”

                “Clubbing?”

                “I mean, we could, but I mean… line dancing. I miss it.”

                “Okay…”

                “Can you carry a tune Brad Bradley Bradshaw?”

                “I was in the D and B for a bit, I can follow and carry a tune fine.”

                “Then you can learn some line dancing easy. I’ll keep it nice and simple just for you.”

                “Oh yeah? That a challenge?”

                “Always. There’s a casual session happening early this evening. I was going to go, unless I get a better offer…”

                “I’m sure we can fit both in…”

                “Don’t make promises you can’t keep…”

                Bradley rolls his eyes and gets him to direct him to the cinema duplex, they buy tickets but pass on food, both still full from their belated breakfast. They make themselves comfortable and Bradley can’t remember the last time he went to the movies with just one other person. Maybe high school? He feels Jake’s hand on his thigh and lays his own hand over top, lacing their fingers together. It’s nice and innocent. Until Jake pulls Bradley’s hand to his mouth and sucks a finger into his mouth, grinning at him when he gives him an elbow.

                “Fucking behave… I’m not getting kicked out of a movie I want to see.”

                “Would it be a different story if you didn’t want to watch the movie?”

                “Uh…”

                Jake laughs and Bradley pinches his thigh just above the knee joint tight enough, making him flail a little. A couple of other people turn around and frown at them, but it’s dark, the pre-movie advertisements and trailers unimportant enough that Bradley cannot bring himself to feel even remotely guilty. Jake seems to settle though, so Bradley leaves his hand on his thigh, lets himself enjoy the weight of Jake leaning against him as they settle in to watch the movie. It feels nice.

                Once the movie is finished they both walk out stretching, Jake is already looking something up on his phone and then he showing Bradley directions to the nearest barber that accepts walk-ins. It’s a fifteen minute walk, but they both decide it’ll feel good to stretch after sitting for nearly three hours.

                “So, how do you normally get your hair done?”

                “Uh, usually it’s just a three all over.”

                Bradley can’t help the little sound of distress and Jake looks at him in disbelief.

                “So… not a buzz all over?”

                “No.”

                “You wanna tell me what you want…?”

                Bradley doesn’t bother saying anything, just stops them and steps to the side, wraps one arm around Jake’s waist and pulls him close against him until they’re pressed close together. Then he runs his other hand into the hair at the back of Jake’s head, nails scraping and he kisses him, softly really, not wanting to make people around them uncomfortable. He tightens the hand in Jake’s hair ever so slightly and just tugs gently. Jake’s entire body responds, hips rolling forward, quiet moan emanating from his throat and eyes fluttering shut. Yeah.

                “That. That’s what I want for the next twenty-four hours. You cut it too short then…” he shrugs, because Jake gets the message. It’s his hair, he can cut it however he wants, but he can also get it cut shorter on base.

                “Oh. Yeah. Okay…”

                He lets Jake go in first, explaining he needs to ring his dad, which is true, Mav expects a Saturday afternoon check-in and always prefers a quick phone call when Bradley can. He does make it quick, explains he’s about to get his hair cut which makes Mav laugh. He doesn’t ask about his time and Bradley doesn’t offer up anything. He says he has to go when Jake appears back in front of him and he hangs up and gives Jake a proper once over. His hair is styled, still long enough to run his hand through on top, but the sides and back are definitely short. Well within regulation.

                “You look… good.”

                “Only good?”

                “I think I preferred it a little longer.”

                “Yeah, same.”

                “It’s okay, I still wouldn’t kick you out of bed.”

                Jake laughs and pushes him inside, tells him it’s his turn to make phone calls and Bradley lets him have his privacy.

…             …             …

                He wakes up Sunday morning and his body is itchy, and this is not the hard-rooted desire to fuck or get fucked, but rather the need to burn energy through exercise, something that has become a deeply ingrained habit. Yesterday he’d written off as a rest day, because not even great sex and an intense line dancing session can replace a good hour of running or weights. He rolls out of bed and moves to his bag, grabbing out his running gear. Pulls on his underwear and running shorts. He sits down on the edge of the bed, pokes at Jake who seems to hate waking up, which makes Bradley wonder how the fuck he got on at USNA.

                “Hey. I’m going for a run…”

                “Ugh. You want company?”

                Bradley blinks. He hadn’t even thought that was a possibility.

                “Uh… No? I mean, I like running, so I don’t want you to come if you’re going to bitch and moan the whole time.”

                “I mean, I will. But I’ll also enjoy the view more than usual. You look good all hot and sweaty. Just think there are better ways than running to achieve it.”

                Bradley laughs then, lets himself shuffle and push Jake into the bed.

                “Yeah, be that as may be, just imagine the shower afterwards…”

                “We can shower after sex too.”

                “I’m going for a run. Join me, or don’t.”

                Jake groans, grumbles a bit, but does join him, and Bradley’s fucking glad he’d maintained his training regime throughout his leave, forced to really because Mav wouldn’t ever let him slack off. Jake is competitive, but Bradley is too, and they probably shouldn’t be trying to push each other like this. Neither of them stop though, and it’s not until they’re both back at the motel, chests heaving and gasping, Bradley gulping back a bottle of water without stopping, his entire body screaming out as to what the fuck was he thinking. Jake is laughing though, collapsing onto the ground and Bradley can’t help but grin.

                After that they decide to take it easy for the rest of the day, showering separately because there’s no way they can both fit in that cubicle. They walk to a different diner for breakfast and buy sandwiches to eat in bed later. They have sex again and afterwards Jake naps while Bradley reads a book. It feels surreal, like he has somehow stepped outside of his life for this little window of time. Able to enjoy everything he’s always felt like he’s missed. He’s just not sure if it’s a good thing to now know what he’s been missing. They go out for dinner to a steak house, Jake insisting on playing footsie with him under the table while he makes up either tragic or hilarious back-stories for the other patrons and wait staff.

                Their last time together is slow. So slow. Bradley wonders if Jake feels the same. If he wants to drag it out for as long as possible and make it seem like time has stopped for them, that tomorrow will somehow not come. He lets himself run his fingers over the odd mole here and there on Jake’s body, places little kisses on them, tries to commit them all to memory. Wants to know he’s traced and mapped as much skin while he can, doesn’t want to have regrets later about not taking the time to touch Jake everywhere. Jake’s hands are likewise occupied and Bradley wonders if his fingertips feel as sensitive as Bradley’s skin does from where Jake’s touched him… His body shudders when he comes, aching and deep, different again from the previous orgasms and he can’t believe he’s developing a catalogue system. Can’t help but smile as he feels the aftershocks and he licks at Jake’s neck, kisses little taps up to his ear, nips at the earlobe.

                “God Jake…” He doesn’t know what to say, what he wants to say is just too much. Far too much for something that is only a couple of days old, far too much for something he’s going to have to pretend has never happened, far too much to shove down and ignore. But he will do all of that anyway. “Let’s just say the memory is going to get me through a lot of lonely nights.”

…             …             …

                He leaves at four the next morning, pauses to press a kiss to Jake’s forehead. He’s pretty sure after this his nights are going to feel lonelier than ever before.

THE END

(The angst of this is resolved in another WIP, but it's a couple of months off being posted).

[alienpossession]

Part 3: Spread a Little Wider (Jeff)

Aiden decided that its best to continue the construction of the house to not raise any suspicion. So he, Ricardo and Max decided to stick around in the property to also ensure the safetiness of the rest of their being while instructing the rest of the workers to go back into their respective after-construction life. Of course Aiden cannot let them leave without a handful of souvenir from the extraterrestrial world, and when they are ready, he set those infected puppet to the outside world ready to wreck a little havoc to the rest of the human population

Jeff White sidelined by injury in his sophomore year of university and his career simply never returned after that. In order to keep up the study despite losing his football scholarship, he worked in construction owned by his father's friend. Too bad the place that simply became the source that continued his uni life also ended his life as he knew it when the alien goo infected him just a couple hours ago. Now, he's more than ready to make the rest of his college friends turned into the same cause as him with the little help of the things stored in his massive carry-on

He lived together with some friends that has been living with him since freshman year. The rule is for upperclassmen to no longer use dorm facilities and since Jeff is in his senior year, he's clearly not eligible for dorm any longer. But he and his dorm-mate and 2 juniors managed to rent a rather decent house fitting for 6 college kids who all love to workout and have frequent guests so they have no complaint whatsoever.

Trent just finished his classes late into the afternoon at 5 PM when he arrived in the house, but it seemed a little quiet, except for the lulling yet deep baritone voice of what he recognized as Jeff's voice coming from the kitchen. So Trent decided to swing by and take a peek on what his bro's doing before headed to his bedroom

"Hey bro, meal prep?"

"Oh hell yeah, you wanna come and have a taste?"

"Hmmm, I guess it's not gonna hurt,"

But Trent came for a little surprise as Jeff turned around and shown him a rather stuffed belly while smiling awkwardly

"Glad I could share this with you bro,"

And just like that, Jeff grabbed Trent's head and then lodged copious amount of black slime right into Trent's mouth. The junior year student couldn't put up a fight as he eventually overtaken by the invading goo that quickly gained control of his body.

After the sloppy takeover/kiss from Jeff, Trent simply swiped the goo around his lips with his hands and give it a lick

"Umh so nutritious. Okay, now this makes the two of us. Shall we wait for the others or should we search them and give them a little surprise?"

"Don't you have a party to attend?"

"Oh yeah, Phi Kappa Alpha. But it's still tomorrow though. It's daytime pool party,"

"And who said that they wouldn't have a pre-game tonight? You know how Pike rolled. Infect the brothers before tomorrow's party and I'll wait here to get the rest of the housemates,"

"Sick, I like it,"

"What the fuck you two been talking about?"

A sharp and slightly terrified looking sound comes from the front of the kitchen. It's Gary's voice, and beside him, is Jae, the other two housemates,"

Jeff and Trent glared at the two smaller yet still muscular guy and decided that play pretend won't cut it, so they just simply do a full-front attack to the two that tried to run the quickest they can to exit the house. But the alien enhanced Jeff's and Trent's already insane physicality and stamina and that left both Jae and Gary subdued in less than a minute. The two writhed on the floor fighting for their dear life when both Jeff and Trent simply smiled wickedly and opened their mouth to let black shiny goo sludged down from their mouth to fill and overrun Jae's and Gary's system. Not long after that, the two also taken over by the alien sludge

"We should clean up. My girlfriend is coming,"

"And a nerd is going to tutor me,"

"Hm, the more the merrier. Okay then, Trent, change your clothes and go to Pike. Take control of as many frat boys as possible. You two take care of your own subjects and I'll handle the two housemates, sounds solid?"

"Totally,"

"Okay then, disperse,"

The alien inside Jeff runs the memory to really make sure what he spot in the human's memory was correct. And yeah, the two housemate left are two fucking muscle monster.

Well, he can certainly take them down, but this might be the toughest battle he will have to face so far

***

Meanwhile, 10 minutes later, Trent is already standing outside Pike, ready to spread out a little blessings to the blissfully unaware frat bros of Phi Kappa Alpha

[femmefatalevibe]

How to survive having a job that you don't like? (Sadly. It's not the vibe. But quitting is not an option)

Hi love! I empathize with you on this one. Spending your entire day and mental energy on tasks you dread doing (and need to execute well) can be overwhelmingly draining. I'm hoping that this job only takes up 5 days of your week! Here are my best tips:

Keep Your "Why" Top of Mind: Even if a job doesn't align with your interests and passions or is in a bad working environment, you have to focus on the short-term purpose the job provides. Relish in having a steady paycheck to give you food to eat and a roof over your head. While long-term you deserve to find more purpose in your work, having a semblance of financial security will always top having to constantly worry about where your next meal is coming from – even if you hate every moment of being on the clock.

Plan Ahead: Mentally work through the following day ahead of time. Plan the tasks, meetings, and logistics right when you're ending your work day. This framework allows you to overcome the mental blocks and dread before you can go into decompress mode, so you can just wake up and go through the motions the next day. Taking the emotional aspect out of the daily work you hate is the simplest way to avoid burnout (at least in the short term).

Systemize Your Days (When Possible): Creating systems for different tasks or even your entire day can help you be more productive and lighten your mental load. This practice can help you to get your dreaded work done in less time while allowing you to feel less drained at the end of your shift. It's a win-win strategy. Create email templates you save for different types of messages (client-facing, different types of projects, scheduling meetings, presentation notes, etc.), have a folder organizing your different projects, program different Excel formats, and have outlines of decks saved – almost like a pre-made template that's actually useful (and potentially unique).

Focus On Skill Building Over Purpose: Consider the transferable skills you're acquiring while enduring this position – even if they don't pertain to your desired industry or role. Some of these universally-helpful transferable skills include writing a killer email, building a convincing case or admirable deck, learning how to speak to clients or stakeholders with confidence and grace, team-building and collaboration, organization, interpersonal communication, or simply prolonging your attention span. Reflect and dive deep to consider all the life lessons you can leverage later on by holding down this occupation.

Find Ways To Network Outside of Work Hours: Follow & connect with colleagues and influential figures in your industry on social media. Thoughtfully engage with the content they share. Ask about treating them to coffee for an informational interview. Go out to industry-related events, conferences, etc., and make sure to connect with those you met on LinkedIn the next day with a personalized connection message. Connect two of your mutual connections whenever possible. Allow karma to work in your favor.

Lurk, Research, & Study To Optimize Your Job Search: Set aside 20-30 minutes a day to search LinkedIn, job boards, social media (Twitter, Instagram), etc. to see potential next opportunities and evaluate the current market, trends, and most in-demand skillsets within your field/industry. Always tailor your applications and messages to mutual connections or hiring managers when applying to new roles. Be aware of your desired role/industry is evolving. Upskill whenever possible to increase your market value.

Incorporate Simple Pleasures Into Your Days: Make your favorite coffee every morning, have a go-to playlist that improves your mood to listen to before work, incorporate your favorite healthy meals into your week, find a workout you enjoy to add into your day either before or after work, indulge in a favorite book or TV show after work as a "reward" for making it through the day. Practice self-care – do a face mask or specialty hair treatment on a weeknight. Invest in an at-home massage tool or luxurious loungewear to wear in the evenings.

Indulge In A Creative Outlet: Find an opportunity for growth and self-expression outside of a workplace setting. Write, read, paint, draw, cook, bake, take a dance class, learn a new language, how to play a new instrument, or about interior design. Create Pinterest boards, poems, new playlists, and new recipes to celebrate your desire for variety in your otherwise mundane life.

Have Plans To Look Forward To Every Week: Whether it's hanging out with friends, going to a museum, watching a movie, or taking a walk along your favorite local route. Ensure you enjoy how you spend your days off. Don't waste time worrying about a dead-end job when you're off the clock. Spending your leisure time on your own terms. Take this time to do what you love.

Romanticize The Lifestyle It Provides: When motivation or your morale hits a low point, take time for gratitude and focus on the resources this job allows you to integrate into your life – whether that's a roof over your head, the opportunity to eat meals you enjoy, wear outfits you love, or even just provide you some sort of daily routine.

Consider your current job as a chapter in your life and career. Acquire the lessons, skills, relationships, and resources you can as preparation for the next stage in your ever-evolving journey.

Hope this helps xx

[hagelpoint-3821]

And They Were Roommates

Summary: Brandon Hagel and Anthony Cirelli, both star members of the Tampa Bay Lightning, are living together. After building a strong bond and friendship on and off the ice, Brandon's feelings start to grow stronger for his now roommate. The question Brandon has to keep asking himself? How much longer can he hide his now growing feelings for his roommate? Notes: This is a male/male fic. I have many more things planned for these two in the future, but I want to see how this fic will play out first. Feel free to comment and leave suggestions for what you would like to see! Word Count: 1592

“Ugh why is there never anything good on TV?” Brandon says with a huff as he tosses the remote to the couch and goes into the kitchen. “Because you watch the same three shows and refuse to watch anything different.” Tony says, a slight snicker in his voice as he tries keeping a straight face. 

Brandon gives him an annoyed look, “I do not watch the same shows over and over again thank you very much.” “Then how come when I first started staying here, all you did was watch Austin Powers. I mean my god bagel you went as him for Halloween!” “And your point is? At least I had pants on, Mr. Fred Flinstone.” That comment causes Tony’s jaw to click shut. Brandon has a smirk plastered on his face, “I’m going to go work out since there is nothing else to do. You coming or not?” “No, I think I’ll pass, can actually watch what I want to watch.” Anthony now wears a teasing smirk on his face as he sees Brandon roll his eyes in defeat. “You’re so annoying.” Brandon says with a scuff as he throws his shoes on and walks out of the front door. Brandon made sure his workout was long and intense, not only did he go because he was bored, but because he needed to get out of the house and away from Anthony. The way Brandon started catching feelings for Tony, it scares him. He doesn’t want to lose his best friend if Tony finds out the way Brandon is starting to feel towards him. The way Tony’s calming presents has helped Brandon stay calm, always being there for each other. Anthony was one of the first people to help Brandon get settled in Tampa after the trade. Brandon knew the second he looked into Tony’s soft brown eyes that he was smitten, he was only too afraid to say anything and ruin the friendship that had formed in their time together. As Brandon finishes his workout and takes a shower, he checks his phone and sees there is a message from Anthony on their: C: Don’t grab dinner tonight, made Nonna’s Chicken Parm since it is game day tomorrow. B: You cooked? That’s a shock.

The boys were both a stranger to the kitchen, most of their nights they either ate with the team for pre-game meals or grabbed something on their way home from practice. Neither being what someone would call a cook. But that was okay, that is how they worked and it has been working for a couple months now. When Brandon walks through the front door and kicks his shoes off, the smell of chicken in the oven and his stomach growl at the thought of being able to eat soon. “Thank you Nonna for teaching Tony the only thing he knows how to cook.” Brandon says as he walks to the kitchen and grabs a water from the fridge. “Do you need help with anything?” “Please, since when do you want to be in the kitchen?” Anthony turns from the stove and raises an eyebrow at Brandon. “Uh, never? Just thought I’d be nice.” He gives him a mocking expression. “Get the plates ready, please?” Tony offers him a soft smile, which causes Brandon to relax and grab the plates from the cabinet. As the two settle into the kitchen table, both quietly eating other than the occasional small talk, their dinner was peaceful. And for two star players, peace was hard to find. So when they had even just a moment, they soaked up every bit of it that they could. Brandon finishes his dinner first and pushes his now empty plate away, “I know we don’t cook much, but that is one of my favorite things that we do cook.” A small smile comes across Tony’s lips at Brandon’s praise, “Thanks B.” “Here, give me your plate, I’ll do the dishes since you made dinner.” His hands reach out to take Anthony’s plate. “Are you sure? There isn’t that much to clean, I don’t mind doing it.” “It’s only fair since you made dinner that I clean up the mess.” “You’re impossible some days Hag’s, you know that?” “Oh bite me.” Brandon says dryly as he takes the plates back into the kitchen and gets to work on getting the dinner mess cleaned up.

Once finished, he dries his hands off and sits down on his spot on the couch, he grabs the remote before Tony has a chance to take it. A teasting look on his face. “Brandon James, I swear if we watch another Austin Powers movie..” “Come on, just one? It’s getting late anyways and I know your grouchy ass won’t stay up past 10:30 anyways.” Branon looks at his phone and sees that it is already 8:30, just enough time to watch a movie before Tony heads to bed. Anthony reluctantly sighs and sits deeper into the couch, “fine, but don’t expect me to pay much attention.” “Oh you know you’ll get into it, just like every time that we watch one of them.” About midway through their movie, Brandon would look over at Tony, admiring his features. The slope of his nose, he sees himself leaving gentle kisses on it, especially after Tony would get to feeling self conscious about it. The way his t-shirt fit snugly around his strong shoulders. The curls that fall loosely on his neck, oh what Brandon wouldn’t do to just be able to run his fingers through them after a long day. He signs and tears his eyes away and back to the screen before Anthony notices his staring.

Once their movie ends, it is a little past 10 pm and Tony stands and yawns, “I don’t know about you, but I am heading to bed.” “I think I am going to stay up a little longer.  I am not tired yet.” “Do you ever get tired?” “After dealing with your ass all day long, I don’t know how I am not exhausted by the end of the day.” “Are you always a smart ass?” Anthony rubs his eyes, sleep taking over his body. “Go to bed, old man.” Brandon says and chuckles. Tony flips him off before heading off into his bedroom down the hall. Once Brandon hears his door click shut, he turns on another movie and mindlessly scrolls through his phone, even after his big workout today, his mind doesn’t get as tired as Anthony’s does. Their sleep schedules being the only thing that doesn’t match up between the two. Brandon stays up much later and can function on just a few hours of sleep, where as Tony needed more sleep and more time to let his body recover. Anthony also having a longer career in the NHL than Brandon has, two back to back cup winning seasons and a third trip to the cup finals. Brandon was still getting his feet under him and hasn’t had as many times put on his body yet. As the nights goes on, it is now a little after midnight and Brandon hears the bedroom door open. Odd. Tony usually sleeps through the night. Anthony snuffles out into the living room, “What are you still doing up? It’s late.” “You know I stay up late, I should be asking you the same thing, why are you up? You usually don’t have a problem sleeping.” “Been tossing and turning all night. Hopefully getting some water will help.” Brandon offers him a sad smile, he knows Tony is lonely, so he tries to be there the best he can for his friend. Once Tony returns from the kitchen, he leans against the back of the couch where Brandon is sitting, “this is going to be a long day tomorrow if I don’t end up getting some sleep tonight.” “C, it is one night, it isn’t going to kill you. I will make sure to stop at Starbucks tomorrow before we head to the rink to make sure you get your coffee.” “I appreciate it man,” he lingers on the back of the couch for a few minutes before stepping away, almost awkwardly. Brandon quickly picks up on the sudden changes and gently lifts the blanket up that is thrown over him, “come here.” Anthony gives him a confused look, “Brandon, we can’t. You know how wrong that would be?” “How would it be wrong?” “Because we are teammates and almost brothers.” The worry grows on Tony’s face. 

“I’m not forcing you C, just offering. You can turn it away, go back to your room and fall asleep alone again. Or you can put your pride aside for just one night and let someone hold you while you sleep.”

Anthony’s feet disobeying his mind as he makes his way around the couch, as he lays down against Brandon’s chest, his body instantly relaxing into Brandon. 

“See there you go,” Brandon says softly, covering them both as his hands gently run up and down Tony’s back. 

As they lay together in silence, Anthony realizes just how tired he had become, and Brandon was right, he was tired of sleeping alone every night. Anthony knows he shouldn’t be enjoying this, the tender and loving touch of his teammate. The way their bodies fit perfectly together, the slow steady beat of Brandon’s heart in time with his own, but he also knows Brandon has a point. Plus, it’s a simple cuddle. What more could it possibly hurt?

[skwistokgetalongshirt]

Going to the Gym with Dethklok Headcanons

Skwisgaar

-He’s worried about his hands so he’s only going to do leg work -Even then… He’d rather just watch you do your thing -He’s rooting for you though, he’ll give you some encouragement when you need it. -That is until he’s focused on just fiddling with his guitar again -Wears workout clothes to the gym, looks good, but he isn’t working out. -Every attempt to join you in an exercise lasts about 5 minutes at best. 

Toki -Has a lot of stamina - Says the exercise you’re doing looks hard, but ends up doing it. Easily. -Easily lifts more weights than you without even meaning to. - Breaks some equipment without meaning to. - His favorite part is a post-work out smoothie. 

Murderface

-There was so much complaining before, on the way there, and finally getting there. -Says he’ll work out with you but he’s just bullshitting -Don’t mind him pulling out some greasy food and eating it right in front of you -Gets scolded several times for eating at the gym. Says this is why the gym is bullshit. -Ends up leaving and waiting for you outside tbh 

Pickles - Hypes himself up to go to the gym with you -Wants to stick to the ‘easier’ machines -Takes a lot of breaks -Thinks it’s best to pre-game before the gym… He’s going for some protein…. Realizes he needs alcohol to wash it down. -Probably put vodka in his water container

Nathan -He hates the gym -He feels like everyone is staring at him and it feels awkward. -Also he hates that most people seem to just be sitting there and not really working out - like they’re just socializing or whatever. -He thinks you look really cute in gym clothes though. - He’s easily annoyed by all the show offs, especially the people who just seem to be making noises like they’re working out hard but they don’t seem to be doing much of anything. -Always thinks about his post-work out meal during the work out. 

[asinfullangel]

13 Gambit

“So many ideas for those who tried their luck.”

There are all sorts of people and characters these days, even those who like to play tricks for a laugh or to get a little leverage. Playing a game of cards, maybe in a race, studying for a test and many other kinds of situations where a person just wants a little assistance with ease. Let's talk about a few for this story.

A jock at a highschool trying his best to study for a test he was not really studying personally. He got a tuttore that he hopefully will learn a few things from to get a decent grade on the test. This nerd was not so helpful in teaching the concept to this jock and maybe he was skipping a pre workout meal just so he can get this nerd to tuttore him. The more this nerd tried to teach him as if he knew a handful of the subject the more his anger was building up. His hunger did suggest an idea and it soon got him dragging the nerd underneath the table till he resurfaced with a stomach packed with a nerd. He told the nerd simply that he is going to sit inside his stomach and he will complete the test with at least a B to C+. To say his plan worked or not is hard to say since this is where I cut this idea off, hehe.

Another idea would be in a competition where a wrestler just needs to move up one more ranking in order to move onto the next part of the competition. So why not remove the one person that is above him to get into the needed ranking. A little break period in the gym should be all that is needed to strike, but how to remove someone in a way that it appears like they simply aren’t around. You know who suggested the idea and his stomach needs protein. This would be a bit of a challenge since there was a reason this wrestler was one rank below him though his hunger as motivation this wrestler overpower then packed away the protein bar where he should be.

One more idea that I can think of with ease is a classic horse race with some betting involved. Someone was bold or dumb enough to bet his life that the horse he picked would win. If he lost his life belongs to the loan shark he is betting with. There are a few ways to turn this race around in someone's favor and this man feels lucky enough after adding a little something to the horse feed. (note, no horses were endangered nor would I dare do so, just sleeping meds). So the race began with a slow start… even the horse the man bet on was drowsy because of a mistake. With the loan shark distracted by this odd sight the man made a run for it to exist. But loan sharks are pros in catching and of course there would be one of these bear in size man waiting in case they have a runner. At least their boss will enjoy another tasty prey as this runner was swiftly caught, expected to sit out a long time for the amount he owes their boss, hehe.