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tjkl895 · 1 year
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genghisfitness · 1 year
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Box Jump: The Ultimate Plyometric Exercise for Explosive Power and Athletic Performance
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Box jump is a highly effective plyometric exercise that has been gaining popularity in the fitness world due to its ability to increase vertical jump, explosive power, and athletic performance. This exercise involves jumping onto a box or platform with both feet and then jumping back down to the ground. Box jump is considered a high-intensity exercise that requires explosive power from the lower…
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frogteethblogteeth · 2 years
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Frog automaton, Switzerland, c. 1820  !
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yingyoyingsh · 8 days
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Origins poolverine save me
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obsessed with the prospect of Howdy Figuring It Out via the neighbors enjoying non-food items
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nina-scribbles · 5 months
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~'☁‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡ Happy (late) birthday Oboro! ִֶָ☾. ⋆。°•☁️.`~
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limited-hero · 2 months
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Be me, innocently scrolling through ur blog for the first time and then getting jumpscared by ur wild....
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why?
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jinstronaut · 2 months
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a taehyung a week until he's released ♥
week 6/52
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icaruien · 10 months
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more nanami content with top male reader pls 😩😩
You've got it, Captain!
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Nanami Kento was a man on the run.
It was an inescapable hell of his own making. The ghosts of his youth and his failures were a perpetual monster clinging onto his shoulders, curses designated just for him. Kento did not make a habit of being a coward, but he could not afford staying in a place like this.
So, he ran.
He ran, and ran, and ran and he kept on running until Time became a loose construct that could not suspend him; until Space became a volatile concept that could not keep him afloat. The Universe was at a constant state of expansion, and Kento ran as if he was trying to see how far it would go.
('It expands a pretty damn long way,' was what Kento would answer if he were asked that question. But no one did, no one was ever given the chance to. Kento always ran before they could stop him just long enough to ask.)
So, it must be some big cosmic joke that Kento found himself landed back here once again, at the centre of your gravity, pulled in and desperately trying to pull away from the boundaries of your magnetic field. You were his best friend, his favourite What If, his greatest Could Have Been.
You were not supposed to be here, buried hilt deep inside of him and moaning out his name as if it was a prayer worth worship over.
His nails dug into the skin on your back, threatening to break through and into the flesh, but you didn't seem to mind. Your mouth was still on his skin, teeth painting yearning all over the canvas of his skin in shades of purples and blues.
Fuck, he hadn't done missionary in so long. Hell, he hadn't even had anyone like this in a long time. He was always too cautious, too hesitant of what he would reveal. But it was you—you with your charming smile and bright eyes—and if Kento couldn't trust you with himself, then he couldn't trust anyone; not even himself.
Kento should be self-conscious. He had changed across the years since he had left you—gotten better; gotten worse. He was not the boy you knew, then. He had grown out of it, grown into it, grown up into something else entirely.
But you smiled at him the same, held him the same, and he could not find it in himself to grieve the boy he used to be.
Kento had become Schrödinger's Cat, trapped in his youth and in his present. You kissed him the same, but you fucked him different. You cradled his face the same, but your cock dragged against his walls. You liked him the same, but you loved him different.
Kento's back arched, feeling the tip of your cock hit his prostate, and he found he didn't mind it at all. He didn't mind it a single bit as long as you kept painting stars in the dark abyss behind his eyes. He didn't mind it a single bit as long as you kept fucking him as if he was a man precious, a man loved. He didn't mind it a single fucking bit as long as you would just—
"Kento." Your voice was ragged, fucked out, high off endorphins and adrenaline and sex and him. "Fuck, Kento, you feel so good."
And Kento couldn't say a damn thing back, because you were inside him, fucking him good, making him shake, and for a moment, Kento wasn't running anymore. He wasn't running, and he was neither here or there, but he was still in your arms. He still had you.
"Come on," he grunted. His arms tightened around you, forcing your body closer against him. "I wanna feel you."
He felt your breath fan against his skin, soft and incredulous, but you indulged. Your pace picked up, hands wandering from his hips up his chest over to cradle his jaw. Your mouth met his in a sloppy kiss—all tongue and teeth—while your hips snap against him harder.
Kento could barely think, pre-occupied by the feeling of your cock fucking against him, hard and rough, damnation and salvation all at once. You didn't seem to mind, though; tongue fucking into his mouth in rhythm with the way your hips moved.
Kento was not a religious man, but he would believe in the existence of god just for a moment; just for you, just because of you.
Kento didn't believe that he could be saved, but he would like to be for a split-second. He wanted to be divine, wanted to be beautiful all over again, if only so that you would not have to stain yourself with his filth. So that he could have you, over and over again, and there would be no sin in the act of it.
"Kento," you murmured against his skin, as if you still couldn't believe he was quite real. He let out an ugly sound at the way you spoke his name; half a sob, half a whimper. "Kento. God, Kento. You're finally here. I've missed you."
But for now—
For now, perhaps, he could have you. For however short the while, for however mortal the moment is.
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hitwiththetmnt · 2 months
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When does Donnie get his Dragon and do Karai Splinter And April get/Have their own Ninpo Dragon
So the non spoiler answer is soon ^v−☆
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I talk about splinter here, and April here
Spoilers!!! (???)⬇️
So in terms of ninpo/ mystic magic, Donnie is a very “seeing is believing”. Mans is logical and a scientist at heart. Seeing your brothers nab some magical weapons and get draconic copies of themselves that literally break every rule in the book, on top of everything that happens in the first episode of the show??? That’s a lot going on in bros head
So Donnie is too frazzled wrapping his head around the whole thing to even think about the possibility that he would be in the same situation. And when he does, he doesn’t have the same confidence/ situation as his brothers
He’s hesitant, curious, a bit jealous of how easily his brothers jumped into the situation, and a tad scared. To Donnie this is more than a cool weapon or little buddy. This is a discovery ✨
When it comes to Donnie, he needs to first accept the idea he might also have a connection to this “ninpo” and then connect with this new mysterious extension of himself
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Kari is a bit of a question mark for me. Her character is so interesting and unique in the rise show but she’s kind of there then gone quickly
It’s kind of to early to tell what relationship she would have with the AU, If I ever incorporated her into the story that is
Thank you for the questions! Believe me guys, I’m cooking and figuring out the AU (-v-)
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andythelemon · 2 years
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Shonen Jump's Big 3: 2 ambitious, sunshine kiddos ready for any and all adventure + 1 unpaid intern who didn't sign up for any of this
A little bonus print for all JFTS! zine pre-orders!
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apradonite · 5 months
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finished aa4 the other day. you know what this means
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mo-mode · 9 months
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Lin Manuel Miranda: He’s everywhere but no one really likes him. People think he’s selfish and annoying. A little shit
Hermes: ALSO everywhere but no one really likes him. People think he’s selfish and annoying. A little shit
Everyone: WHY IS LMM IN THE SHOW, NO ONE WANTS HIM HERE
Listen buddy, you wanted accurate casting-
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demifiendrsa · 2 months
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Weekly Shonen Jump 2024 issue #36/37 cover
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scribblepleb · 7 months
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It’s officially been a year since I drew them… so I’m BACK FOR MORE BABY
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