#improve range of motion

[drmilindcom]

7 Best Yoga Poses for Flexibility: Improve Your Range of Motion

Yoga Poses for Flexibility Why Is Flexibility Important? Flexibility isn’t just for gymnasts and dancers—it benefits everyone. A flexible body reduces the risk of injuries, improves posture, and enhances circulation. It also eases muscle tension and can even contribute to mental relaxation. Incorporating yoga into your routine can help unlock stiff joints and tight muscles, promoting overall…

[seosaniya]

Unlocking Flexibility: The Power of Passive Stretch Tests and Stretches to Relieve Body Pain

In today's fast-paced world, many of us find ourselves grappling with tight muscles, limited range of motion, and persistent body pain. Whether due to sedentary lifestyles, repetitive movements, or strenuous activities, these issues can significantly impact our quality of life. However, there's hope! By incorporating passive stretch tests and targeted stretches into your routine, you can unlock greater flexibility, alleviate body pain, and enhance your overall well-being.

Understanding Passive Stretch Tests:

Passive stretch tests are a valuable tool for assessing flexibility and identifying areas of tension in the body. These tests involve gently stretching a muscle or group of muscles to their end range of motion, without active participation from the individual. By observing the response of the muscles to the stretch, healthcare professionals can gain insights into muscle imbalances, restrictions, and potential areas of concern.

Stretches to Relieve Body Pain:

Once you've identified areas of tension through passive stretch tests, it's time to address them with targeted stretches. Here are some effective stretches to relieve body pain and 

improve range of motion:

Hamstring Stretch: Sit on the floor with one leg extended and the other bent. Lean forward from the hips, keeping your back straight, until you feel a gentle stretch in the back of your thigh. Hold for 20-30 seconds, then switch sides.

Hip Flexor Stretch: Kneel on one knee with the other foot flat on the floor in front of you. Lean forward slightly, keeping your back straight, until you feel a stretch in the front of your hip. Hold for 20-30 seconds, then switch sides.

Chest Opener Stretch: Stand tall with your feet hip-width apart. Clasp your hands behind your back and gently straighten your arms, lifting your chest and opening your shoulders. Hold for 20-30 seconds, then release.

Neck Stretch: Sit or stand tall and gently tilt your head to one side, bringing your ear towards your shoulder. Hold for 20-30 seconds, then switch sides. For an added stretch, gently press down on the opposite shoulder with your hand.

Tips to Improve Range of Motion:

Regularly incorporating passive stretch tests and targeted stretches into your routine can help improve range of motion and prevent muscle stiffness and tightness. Here are some tips to help you maximize the benefits:

Consistency is Key: Aim to stretch major muscle groups daily to maintain flexibility and prevent tightness from accumulating.

Focus on Quality: When performing stretches, focus on quality over quantity. Ensure each stretch is performed with proper form and alignment to avoid injury

Hold and Breathe: Hold each stretch for 20-30 seconds to allow the muscles to relax and lengthen. Remember to breathe deeply and steadily throughout the stretch.

Gradual Progression: Gradually increase the intensity and duration of your stretches over time to continue challenging your muscles and improving flexibility.

Listen to Your Body: Pay attention to how your body responds to each stretch. Avoid pushing into pain and respect your body's limits to prevent injury.

Variety is Key: Incorporate a variety of stretches into your routine to target different muscle groups and prevent imbalances.

Post-Workout Stretching: Perform stretches at the end of your workout when your muscles are warm and more receptive to stretching. This can help improve flexibility and reduce muscle soreness.

By following these pointers and incorporating passive stretch tests and targeted stretches into your routine, you can enhance and improve range of motion, alleviate body pain, and improve your overall well-being.

Conclusion:

Don't let tight muscles and body pain hold you back from living life to the fullest. By incorporating passive stretch tests and targeted stretches into your routine, you can unlock greater flexibility, alleviate body pain, and improve your overall quality of life. Start today and experience the transformative power of stretching!

Ready to take the first step towards a more flexible, pain-free life? Visit L'Anatomie to explore a range of stretching tools and resources designed to help you achieve your wellness goals.

[aprillikesthings]

It’s wild to me that some professionals can just figure this shit out

When I first started training for the Camino something started aching in my hip. I did so much googling trying to figure out the issue but nothing useful came up. So I finally said “fuck this” and paid out of pocket for PT. (Going through my insurance meant waiting six weeks.)

I was lucky and the first PT I saw just watched me walk across the room and back and was like: I see the issue.

You do?!

It was a muscle in my butt—not the gluteus Maximus, one of the little ones under it. My tight hip flexors were making the situation worse.

I got to do a billion bridges and clamshells and weird crab walks. And at my follow ups they loved digging their thumbs into the muscles of my butt (felt GREAT). But it WORKED.

My ankle journey

I am sharing this with all you good people on the dash because I am so fucking mad it took so long for me to learn it and if I can spare one (1) person the agony it will be worth it.

So for like...oh, 8 or 9 months, I've been struggling with pain/inflammation/tendinitis in my left Achilles tendon. I don't know what caused it. It just started up (welcome to middle age, this shit happens). It wasn't severe enough to be debilitating, but it was annoying and limiting. It was also intermittent, in that some days it would be very painful and other days hardly at all. The kind of shoe I was wearing affected it a lot.

Now, I have bone spurs on both heels (it's just a thing that happens as you get older sometimes). I'm also aware that heel pain is usually the result of tight calf muscles that pull and irritate the tendon. I tried stretching that calf muscle. You know the stretch, this bitch right here:

I did it all the time. I also iced the ankle after walking for awhile, hoping to avoid inflammation. Results were...unsatisfying.

I went to:

A chiropractor

A podiatrist

A physical therapist

A bodywork coach

They all gave me some variation on the "strengthen your calf muscle, stretch your calf muscle" advice. I continued doing this without results.

I was getting frustrated, and a little afraid that this was just my life now. Finally, I thought...maybe some targeted massage might help. I asked for rec on a local FB site and was pointed to a woman who specializes in therapeutic massage including cupping, etc.

I went to her a week ago.

She spent over half our first session working on my left lower leg. Within about 10 minutes of making my eyes water, she uttered the sentence I did not know I had been waiting to hear:

"Oh, it's your soleus."

Excuse me, what?

"It's your soleus that's the culprit. It's all tied up and stiff." She started digging into it and I felt literal sparks run up my leg as she released adhesions and got the muscle moving a little. When she finally put the leg down, it felt like it was on fire with all the blood rushing into it.

She said, "You'll need to stretch your soleus. It'll clear up, but it'll take a bit of time - tendons take ages to heal."

But I HAVE been stretching.

"No, you haven't. The usual straight-leg calf stretch only stretches the gastrocnemius, that's the big belly muscle in your calf. That's not your problem. That stretch doesn't stretch the soleus. Don't worry, I'll show you how to stretch it."

My mind is spinning.

So here are the muscles in question:

The gastroc (as the pros call it) just attaches down the back but the soleus runs underneath it from the knee around the side to the heel. The lower part above the ankle is where it typically gets tight and forms adhesions.

To stretch it, you do the same calf thing where you put your foot back and press your heel to the ground, but you have to do it with your KNEE BENT:

The bent knee keeps the gastroc from engaging. It's one of those selfish muscles (like traps) - if you give it an inch, it'll just take over and prevent other muscles from working or stretching. There are other ways to stretch the soleus but this is the easiest and you can literally do it anywhere. I've been doing it while standing and waiting for things (the elevator to come, the toast to toast). You just put the heel back and bend the knee. It's kind of like curtseying.

The minute I did this stretch, I could FEEL where it was pulling on my tendon. I knew that THIS had been the problem.

The massage therapist also told me to stop icing my heel. She said icing is for an acute injury, but a more chronic aggravation needs heat, to increase blood flow for healing. She recommended elevation with heat every day (I've been doing it in bed during "phone before bed" time).

I have been doing the soleus stretch at least half a dozen times a day for almost a week, and the ankle is at least 70% better. It is still a little tight and tender, but the improvement is significant. I think a few more weeks will have it feeling normal.

I am...blown away by this. This massage therapist was able to pinpoint an issue in only a few minutes that eluded all the other professionals I saw. I can't wait to go back to her and have her solve all my other problems, tbh.

[peachcarechiropractic]

Adjustments and Manipulation Augusta, GA | PeachCare Family Chiropractic

Chiropractic adjustments and manipulation are at the core of our holistic approach at PeachCare Family Chiropractic. These hands-on techniques are designed to restore proper alignment, reduce pain, and improve overall well-being. Our approach to adjustments and manipulation involves skilled and precise techniques from our experienced chiropractor, Dr. P. Scott Holder. These methods aim to correct misalignments, relieve discomfort, and promote the body’s natural healing processes.

[archerynmotion]

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[wellhealthhub]

Unlocking the Benefits of Stretching Glutes: A Comprehensive Guide to Enhanced Flexibility and Performance

Discover the profound advantages of glute stretching for elevated flexibility, performance, and overall well-being. Explore effective techniques and expert insights in this extensive guide. Introduction In the pursuit of a healthier, more active lifestyle, the importance of proper muscle care and exercise cannot be overstated. Amid the landscape of muscle groups deserving attention, the glutes…

[4theitgirls]

all about mobility

what is mobility & how is it different from flexibility?

mobility is the ability of the joints to move through their full range of motion, while flexibility is the ability of the muscles to temporarily stretch.

why do mobility training?

there are many different benefits of mobility training, including:

increased flexibility

reduced risk of injury

improving joint & muscle health

improving range of motion

improving posture

gaining muscle strength

balance & stability

reducing pain & stiffness in the body

when should i start?

now! there’s a common misconception that you shouldn’t need mobility training until you are in your later years and your mobility starts to decline, but mobility training is useful no matter your age. in fact, the sooner you start, the less mobility & joint problems you will experience as you age.

how often should i train mobility?

mobility training is safe and beneficial to do daily, but ideally, you should try to train mobility at least 5 times per week for at least 5-10 minutes each time.

routines:

10 minute mobility workout by growingannanas

10 minute mobility for neglected joints by julia.reppel

15 minute daily mobility routine by julia.reppel

15 minute mobility stretch by growingannanas

20 minute slow mobility & stretch by julia.reppel

20 minute full body mobility warm up by leanbeefpatty

20 minute spinal mobility by julia.reppel

20 minute mobility workout by julia.reppel

20 minute rest day mobility flow by julia.reppel

20 minute pilates x mobility by julia.reppel

20 minute full body mobility by julia.reppel

25 minute full body stretch & mobility by madfit

25 minute mobility workout by julia.reppel

25 minute yoga for mobility by jess yoga

25 minute rest day mobility by julia.reppel

25 minute low impact mobility workout by julia.reppel

25 minute mobility workout by marie steffen

30 minute full body primal mobility by julia.reppel

30 minute primal mobility workout by julia.reppel

30 minute mobility yoga for athletes by charlie follows

30 minute beginner-friendly mobility flow by julia.reppel

30 minute mobility workout by fitness__kaykay

30 minute active recovery workout by heather robertson

30 minute core strength & shoulder mobility by heather robertson

35 minute yoga fusion workout by heather robertson

40 minute mobility & dynamic stretching by heather robertson

40 minute abs & hip mobility by heather robertson

40 minute core strength & back mobility by heather robertson

40 minute core strength & mobility by heather robertson

40 minute core & shoulder mobility by heather robertson

40 minute abs & mobility by heather robertson

44 minute core & full body mobility by heather robertson

[pastel-charm-14]

a beginners guide to pilates

pilates is a low-impact exercise method that focuses on strengthening the body, improving flexibility, and enhancing overall fitness. it's suitable for people of all ages and fitness levels, making it an excellent choice for beginners who are looking to start a new exercise routine. in this guide, we'll cover the basics of pilates and provide tips for getting started.

what is pilates?

pilates was developed by joseph pilates in the early 20th century as a system of exercises designed to improve strength, flexibility, and body awareness. it incorporates a series of controlled movements that target the core muscles, as well as other muscle groups throughout the body. pilates emphasizes proper alignment, breathing, and concentration, making it a holistic approach to fitness.

benefits of pilates

strengthens core muscles: pilates focuses on strengthening the muscles of the core, including the abdominals, lower back, and pelvic floor, which can improve posture and stability.

improves flexibility: pilates exercises promote flexibility and range of motion in the muscles and joints, reducing the risk of injury and enhancing overall mobility.

enhances body awareness: pilates encourages mindful movement and body awareness, helping individuals develop a deeper connection between mind and body.

promotes relaxation: pilates incorporates breathing techniques and relaxation exercises, which can help reduce stress and promote a sense of calm and well-being.

increases muscular endurance: pilates exercises are performed in a slow and controlled manner, which helps build muscular endurance over time, allowing individuals to perform daily activities with greater ease.

getting started with pilates

find a qualified instructor: if you're new to pilates, consider taking a class with a certified pilates instructor who can guide you through the exercises and ensure proper form and technique.

start with the basics: begin with beginner-level pilates exercises that focus on building core strength, such as the hundred, pelvic tilts, and leg circles. gradually progress to more challenging exercises as you gain strength and confidence.

focus on proper alignment: pay attention to your alignment during pilates exercises, keeping your spine neutral and your shoulders relaxed. engage your core muscles to stabilize your body and prevent injury.

breathe deeply: practice diaphragmatic breathing during pilates exercises, inhaling deeply through your nose and exhaling fully through your mouth. coordinate your breath with your movements to promote relaxation and enhance concentration.

listen to your body: listen to your body and work at your own pace during pilates workouts. if an exercise feels too challenging or causes discomfort, modify it or take a break as needed.

be consistent: aim to practice pilates regularly to experience the full benefits of the method. start with two to three sessions per week and gradually increase the frequency and duration of your workouts as you progress.

remember that pilates is a journey, and progress takes time and dedication. be patient with yourself as you learn and grow in your practice, and enjoy the many benefits that pilates has to offer for your mind, body, and spirit.

[utkuerdemozerblog]

UTKU ERDEM OZER (3)

Welcome to our comprehensive guide on the latest advancements in orthopedic services available at Utku Erdem Ozer's clinic. At the forefront of innovative treatment options, we specialize in addressing common yet complex musculoskeletal issues, including injuries related to the anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) and hip labrum tears. Our expert team is dedicated to providing personalized care tailored to meet your unique needs, whether you're facing a sports injury or considering hip replacement surgery.

Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL)

The Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL) is a critical structure in the knee that helps stabilize the joint during movements, particularly in sports. Injuries to the ACL can be debilitating, often requiring thorough evaluation and treatment to restore function and reduce pain.

Understanding the symptoms and treatment options for an ACL injury is paramount. Common signs include:

Sudden pain and swelling in the knee

A popping sound at the time of injury

Instability during activities, especially when pivoting or cutting

When it comes to treatment, options may vary based on the severity of the injury. For minor injuries, physical therapy and rehabilitation exercises can lead to recovery. However, more severe cases may require surgical intervention to reconstruct the ACL. This procedure often involves using grafts from the patient or a donor to replace the damaged ligament.

With advancements in surgical techniques and rehabilitation protocols, many patients experience a successful return to their pre-injury activities, including sports. It is essential to consult with a specialist to develop a personalized treatment plan that best suits your needs.

Don't let an Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL) injury hold you back. Seek professional advice and explore your options today to get back on track!

Hip Labrum Tear

A hip labrum tear is a common injury that can result from repetitive motions or traumatic incidents. This focused damage affects the fibrocartilage structure that surrounds the hip joint, leading to pain and reduced range of motion. If you are experiencing discomfort in your hip, particularly during activities such as walking, running, or twisting, it may be a sign of a hip labrum tear.

Symptoms often include a persistent ache in the hip or groin area, stiffness, and a sensation of catching or locking in the joint. These can significantly hinder daily activities and overall quality of life. Early diagnosis and treatment are crucial to preventing further joint damage. Specialists recommend various treatment options ranging from physical therapy to hip replacement surgery, depending on the severity of the tear.

At our facility, we prioritize a comprehensive approach to your recovery. Our experienced team utilizes cutting-edge diagnostic tools to accurately identify the injury and tailor a treatment plan specific to your needs. We understand that every patient is unique, and we are dedicated to providing individualized care.

If you're seeking relief from hip labrum tear or exploring how anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) issues may impact your recovery, don’t hesitate to contact us. Our commitment to your health ensures you receive the best possible outcome. Take the first step toward improved mobility and comfort today.

Hip Replacement Surgery

When it comes to addressing chronic hip pain or serious injuries, hip replacement surgery stands out as a transformative option. This procedure is designed to eliminate pain and restore mobility, significantly enhancing the quality of life for patients suffering from conditions such as osteoarthritis or severe hip labrum tears.

With advancements in medical technology, hip replacement surgeries have evolved, providing patients with options such as minimally invasive techniques. These approaches not only reduce recovery times but also lead to less scarring and a quicker return to daily activities, ensuring that you can get back on your feet sooner.

Furthermore, the materials used in hip prosthetics have seen remarkable improvements, offering superior durability and compatibility with the human body. This means that patients can expect longer-lasting results and a significantly reduced risk of complications, allowing for a more active lifestyle post-surgery.

Choosing to undergo hip replacement surgery is a significant decision, but when performed by experienced professionals, the results can be life-changing. If you’re considering this procedure, don’t hesitate to seek more information and discuss your options with a qualified healthcare provider.

[youaintnothinbuta]

“I’m right here.” — feyd rautha x reader

Summary: you get injured while combat training and Feyd kills your instructor for causing it

Pairing: feyd rautha x fem!reader

Word count: 884

Warnings: Feyd fluff. Graphic violence, killing, blood, stab wounds depicted, probably typos

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You stood in the training grounds, sweat dripping down your forehead as you faced your instructor. Ever since marrying Feyd, you had been keen on improving your combat skills. You were a good fighter already, but Rabban had laughed at you once, calling you a fair fighter. That stuck with you. You didn’t want your fights to be fair. You wanted to be ruthless and brutal like the Harkonnen were known for. Feyd insisted that you did not need improve and that he would never let you be caught in a situation where you’d ever need to employ your already strong combat skills. Feyd as a husband though, was incredibly doting and indulgent, and whatever his wife wanted, he made sure his wife got.

Your fighting instructor was one of the (particularly stern) Harkonnen wards. Feyd liked to attend your training sessions whenever he could. He watched from the sidelines, two of his subordinates either side of him, his arms crossed over his chest as he observed your every move. He monitored your progress, but more importantly, was there also in case anything happened to you.

“Again,” the instructor barked, lifting his dagger to strike.

You ducked and rolled, narrowly avoiding the blow. Your heart raced as you lunged at him, your own blade flashing in the sunlight. The Harkonnens were known for their ruthless fighting style, and you couldn't afford to be caught off guard.

You parried his attack, the clang of metal ringing out in the arena. The dance of combat ensued, each strike and parry leaving Feyd impressed. As you sparred, you felt a sharp pain in your side. A piercing shriek rang from your lips, you cried as you reeled over in pain, the sound echoing off the walls of the arena as you stumbled to the ground. Feyd was by your side in an instant, getting you onto your back, cradling your head in his lap. You screamed and cried, your vision swimming with tears as you fought to stay conscious.

“Just breathe,” he murmured in between your screeching, “just breathe.”

The sound of your cry, especially one of pain, was the worst sound he could ever be subjected too. Like how a mother reacts to her baby’s cry, it was horrid, not because of your voice, but because he felt this unyielding compulsion to put an end to its cause in an instant.

He had one hand at the top of your head, holding it steady against his thighs. The other hand, he had firmly gripped on your chin, holding your head so you wouldn’t catch a glimpse of your wound, your vision pointed directly up at his face. Feyd knew that your injury was not that deep, nor in a fatal position. He knew he wouldn’t have made so much of a peep if he received the same one. If you were his student he would have punished you for reacting to your wound. That was irrelevant, though. He didn’t need you to be as good of a fighter as him. He just needed you to be okay.

Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to catch your breath. The pain was intense, like a searing hot knife cutting through your flesh. You could feel the warmth of your own blood seeping through your training clothes.

As the sound of hurried footsteps of medics and doctors approached, Feyd's demeanor shifted, his gaze hardening into steel.

"You are okay," he whispered, his voice barely audible, “I’m right here.”

He rose to his feet, his movements fluid and purposeful as he approached your instructor with a rumbling snarl.

"Women are not fighters," he spat as Feyd approached him.

“You commit treason,” Feyd growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "You are weak."

With a swift motion, Feyd drew his blade, the metal glinting ominously in the light. Before anyone could react, Feyd struck, his blade slicing through the air with deadly precision. Blood sprayed across the arena as the instructor's throat was slit open, a gurgled scream escaping his lips before he crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

Feyd stood over the instructor's lifeless body, his blade still in hand. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, you saw a flicker of fear in them. But then it was gone, replaced by a fierce determination.

“You will heal quickly, you are strong. I will protect you,” he said, his voice fierce.

And you knew he meant it. Feyd Rautha, the Harkonnen heir, had just killed one of his own to protect you. You had been cut free of your clothing, your wound was tended to, cleaned and stitched up and injected with pain killers in a matter of minutes, exactly the way the Harkonnen medics were trained to do. Feyd watched over as they did so. You could feel his hand on yours, his thumb tracing lazy circles on your skin.

“I'm here,” he murmured. “I'm not going anywhere.”

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled. He shook his head, arguing your apology.

Feyd was right, you did heal quickly. With his care and the help of healing baths, despite them being slightly disgusting. Feyd also made the decision that when you had healed, he would be your mentor, as he no longer trusted any of his wards to be.

[modernquackfare]

Hi, I'm hoping I'm in the right place to send in a request. I was wondering if you'd do konig taking a new rookie reader (female) to practice her aim as she sucks. (I like fluff, but if it can end in nsfw, all the better)

A/N: Thanks so much for the request! Sorry for taking a while to finish it up 😭Hope you like!

König/Fem!Reader - Aim Training

CW: Description of light violence, PIV sex, cum eating (kind of), bad jokes MDNI

A few inches. You missed by a few goddamn inches.

You didn’t know his name—had likely never spoken to him before. But you were to only one to watch as a blade sank into his ribs, snuffing out a life that you failed to save, because you missed your shot.

Eventually, you managed to avenge the poor man by taking the life of the one who took his—but the memory of the ordeal kept you up at night. So here you are, four weeks later, practicing your aim close to midnight when the lights have long since been dimmed, everyone in their respective barracks or rooms, or finishing up for the night.

Reload. BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM. Reload.

“I don’t mean to…er, be rude, but you seem to be missing more than you are striking,” a raspy, mirthful voice sounds out. You startle. In the midst of firing through your eighth magazine, you must have missed the sound of the door clicking, and König walking through.

König. You don’t know him well, what with him always being silent during briefings, off on a mission, or back home outside of deployment, wherever that may be. What you do know, though, is that he’s an absolute unit, a formidable leader, and always the most anxious one in a crowded room. Perhaps that’s what surprises you the most, seeing as how he’s so cavalierly speaking to you, as if you are his friend of years past.

Maybe you just don’t intimidate him. The thought, strangely, angers you. He’s not even your direct superior—what makes him so qualified to pick apart your abilities? You scoff softly. He can fuck off and do his own shooting, on the other side of the range.

“It’s why I’m here to practice,” you mutter, toeing the line of a snarky remark.

König chuckles, a stupidly amused laugh that makes you want to turn your pistol to him. Of course, you don’t. “Practice…only works when you practice right. Keep going like that, I don’t foresee any improvement in your aim.”

“Foresee my foot up your—“ You silently mutter before calming yourself. That too only elicits a breath of amusement from the man, and before you know it there’s a presence behind you. Unwanted, and yet overly willing to butt his head into what doesn't concern him.

“First—don’t think so much about missing. And shoot on the exhale, when you can.” König gestures towards the targets at the end of the range, "Bend your knees slightly, and don't fight the recoil. Here—like this." He demonstrates with a phantom gun, and you can't resist the laugh that escapes your lips, watching him pose beside you. König seems to take it in stride and laughs just as much, if not more than you, before releasing his pose once it seemed you had the hang of it. Still, mere poses don't seem to satisfy him. Before you know it, his hands are on your gun. "Adjust your grip, spatz, you're strangling it," he murmurs. Gloved fingers gently, deftly reposition yours, coaxing your angrily tense hands into loosening up. "Give it some room to move, and don't pull the trigger. Squeeze it, like, eh—a lemon."

He makes a motion with his fingers and hand, as if holding a taco. What a dork. You giggle in response. "You're gonna make me hungry."

"Then go have a snack, once you've learned." König's hand closes over yours, and for a moment you shiver. What's with that? You hope he didn't notice.

There's a presence on your shoulder before you can gather your bearings. His head, shrouded by that homemade t-shirt mask of his, peeks over beside your cheek. “The front sight must line up perfectly with the rear," König mutters, practically embracing you as he lays a hand on your shoulder, and moves the other to tilt up your arms, just enough for said sights to line up. "Focus on the front sight more than the target.”

"God, that bad?" You laugh as he moves your hands way farther up.

"Not bad. Improving. It's...how do you say...work in progress."

Even as he perfects your aim, König doesn't pull back. "Better," He rumbles, right in your ear, warmth curling around his words. That little hitch of breath sends you somewhere deep into a hole of imagery that you don't dare to follow down. He may not be your superior, and this may not be the military, but he still outranks you.

"Yeah?" You pant, helpless to your brain's trickery.

König's hand, still on your shoulder, his arm looped around you—still, you wouldn't dare to fantasize. But what a sweet thought that is, of his gloves catching on your skin as he—No. You won't do this to yourself. "You could be a very good shot, spatz," König nudges you, as if congratulating a student on an excellent test score. "A few more weeks in the range, some guidance, and you'll be cured of your Izzy-itis yet." "Izzy...itis?" You murmur, questioningly.

König waves it away. "Inside joke. She was a very bad shot, unless they were moving."

"Guidance, though..." You probe, perhaps out of a stroke of boldness from succeeding at hitting targets for once in your sharpshooting career. "Not sure if anyone's going to want to stick around and train me for that long."

König's gaze flashes just the way you pictured it would, his hand sliding from your shoulder, down to the middle of your back. If you visibly shuddered at the light touch, he made no sign of recognition. "Don't be silly," he claps at the delicate curve of your spine. "I'll guide you. I'm a better shot than half of KorTac, so do not make the mistake of seeking advice in faulty places."

"Now get to sleep, before you subject yourself to sunken eyes," König proceeds, taking just one careful step forward. "Unless you have other...issues I can help you with."

"Other issues?" You raise your eyebrows. Is he—? No, he wouldn't...but you are not an idiot. That look, that tone. He may be a superior, but he is also human. You stand straight, facing him head on. "Any issues, sure?"

"Ja," König nods, perhaps remembering that he is as much a man as you are a woman as he rolls his broad shoulders, chin tilted slightly to the sky. "I am versatile. You know the meaning of that word." It's not a question. You stiffen, far too conscious of yourself, of your body, leaning just a bit forward as König's gaze flicks up and down your face. Were you able to see more than just those crystal blue eyes, you're sure he'd be smirking. A stupid little smirk that only he could pull off and still win with.

"Well," You stammer, averting your gaze. Damn, if you look straight ahead, you only see his pecs. Curse his height. "I—I, uh, I've been having trouble...relaxing lately." It's the corniest, stupidest thing you've said all year. And somehow, it works. “Have you?” König tilts his head, draping hood shifting as he leans down to hover over you. Oh yeah. This is exactly what you thought he was getting after. Thank goodness you haven't embarrassed yourself and made a foolish assumption in addition to your lack of aiming skill.

“Mhm. You planning on sleeping anytime soon, sir?”

“Maybe,” König shrugs. “Are you, spatz?”

“Depends,” you breathe clever words hitching in your chest, “I might be willing to stay up a bit longer.”

***

There’s not an inch of hesitation when König all but crowds you into the first wall he can reach once the door to his room is closed behind himself. Your head knocks into the wall with a thud—nothing painful, but certainly a surprise. König reacts instantaneously, his large gloved hand reaching up to cradle the affected crown of your head. “Aisch,” he hisses. “Did that hurt? I am sorry.”

“No, didn’t hurt,” you pant in reassurance, too fevered and flushed to even process pain as you yank him close by the shirt. He moves with you, fluidly yanking up his hood to allow you access to the sharp line of his jaw and eager, plush lips in wait. Just enough to kiss. His lips crash against yours, and a gentle, satisfied rumble vibrates throughout your exchange. You pant against his lips—damn, could he kiss. For a man that never shows his mouth, König knows very well what to do with it.

He tugs at your shirt, a subtle request for you to pull it off. You do, and it lands somewhere you couldn't care less about. "There she is," König hums appreciatively, his hood falling back into place as you both race to shed clothing, letting the articles fall into pathetic piles by the door. At the very least, you won't have much issue finding your panties in the morning. "You're a pretty thing, spatz. Let me undress you?"

You nod quickly, allowing König's deft fingers to unclasp your bra and toss it aside, his hands—pale, scarred, now ungloved—caressing and squeezing the flesh hidden behind it. "So cute," König chuckles, running a thumb over your nipple. Unable to hold back a squeak, you glance away, eyes finding his bed.

A king size. Fitting. And oh-so comfortable to lay back on when his hands clasp around your waist, lifting you and setting you down on the mattress. Akin to a prowling tiger, König's hands press down over on both sides of your lap as he crawls closer, hovering atop your body.

"It is not prohibited," König murmurs, leaving gentle, nipping kisses at your neck, "for us to share a bed. But for your sake, and mine, let us not speak of this to others."

The request would rub you the wrong way, if you didn't feel equally as concerned about your own reputation. "Ashamed of me, sir?" You joke anyway, if only to soothe the small dash in your pride.

"Shame?" König laughs, familiar sharpness returning to his glinting blue eyes. "Ashamed, she says. Shame does not land you in my bed, spatz. Do not think so little of yourself, or of me."

Right. König is a cocky bastard, as much as he is quiet. You blush, which only serves to draw out a bemused click of the tongue from your paramour. He swipes a curled finger up your cheek, slowly caressing the soft skin there. "Sweet thing, won't you let me taste you?"

And how could you say no to that?

***

Fuck, if you thought he was good at kissing, König proves himself to be an entirely different beast down below. Both of his hands grip your thighs, pushing them up and apart as he goes down on you, his mask pooled just below your navel, and the only visible aspect of his face being those eyes—piercing, captivating eyes that command your gaze. Who know the quiet giant knew how to please a woman so well?

"Hah—nhh! K-König—" You gasp, helplessly squirming in place as his tongue flattens against your clit, passionate and embarrassingly lewd slurping sounds filling the room as he makes love to your cunt. "Fuck, I'm—I—ah!" All you can picture through the sparks behind your eyelids is his tongue, covering the entirety of your slit as he delves deep and suckles on the sensitive bud there. You squeal, legs involuntarily kicking, and he has the audacity to chuckle against your soaked pussy.

Still, König is far too preoccupied with pleasing you and enjoying those pretty sounds of yours to even tease you for your noises. Another slurp—and you finally cry out your orgasm, trembling as sweet nectar gushes out of you, thick on his tongue. König, the pervert, is all too happy to lap up what you have to give him like it's his goddamn dessert. "It seems you liked it," he grunts, as if he hadn't just taken you to kingdom come and back with the sole use of his tongue. "Gut. I am...not of average size. You will need to be wet and relaxed for this part to be comfortable."

He might've given you a mind-blowing orgasm, but you're not the merciful type when a man's annoyed the crap out of you, regardless of his sexual prowess. The joke's all set up for you—you can't help yourself. "Aw, don't worry, sir," you grin, adjusting your body to lay on your side. "You know what they say. The small ones find ways to make up for what they lack in size."

It earns you a smart smack on the rear, eliciting a mortifying gasp of surprise. "The little one likes to provoke. You will regret that," he points, mirth creasing at the corner of his eyes. König, for a man of his formidable size, is swift in his pounce as he climbs up onto the bed to hover over you. "Come here, sweet spatz."

You obey, laying back in earnest as he spreads your thighs once more and tugs your hips up, leaving enough room to slide a pillow under. "Is it comfortable?" König asks, to which you nod eagerly. "Gut."

A finger slips into your throbbing wetness—fuck, he's not average by any means at all—and then another joins it. It's all agonizingly slow, and yet delicious beyond words. Beyond sounds, even—or not, as you shudder involuntarily, noisily, when he sinks in a third to the knuckle. And of course, the man laughs.

"Do you think this is small?" He asks, leaning down, his hood tickling your chest. You weakly shake your head. "Ah, then I am not sure how well you will fare with me inside you. But we shall see, spatz, eh? You are a strong woman."

So he says. But when the flared tip of his condom-sheathed cock nudges at your slit, teasingly gathering the rivulets of slick there, you tense. "Sh-Shit," you whimper. "Go easy on me, sir?" "Easy, no," He mutters. "But I will not hurt you. You may punch me if I do."

"I'd—I'd rather have a word to say."

"Then, say cherry. If that is to your liking?"

You snort softly, gazing up at the man and his mirthful eyes of blue. "You like cherries?"

He nods happily, as if discussing over tea or coffee. "My favorite fruit. It's splendid in cake." König adjusts your hips, fitting them comfortably against his own. "Now, let us fill up this pretty little thing down here..."

Without further warning, his cock nudges past your labia, parting your folds and sliding—more like squeezing—in. You hiss in shock and slight discomfort before it eventually gives way to a sweet, warm ache in your core. "Agh—" König groans, the gruff sound pooling heat in your belly as he hunches over you, massive torso almost completely covering yours. "Are you—ngh—not hurt?"

"No," you breathe, chest rising and falling as he nudges deeper, deeper, until he's certainly at least halfway into you, if not more. God, he's thick, too thick to take easily. If you didn't know better, you'd say he's just under a soda can in girth. "Fuck, I shouldn't have called you—mgh!—small!"

"No, you shouldn't have," König agrees through an aggravatingly husky chuckle. "Consider it a—hgh—punishment, spatz."

"Sh-Shut up."

"Is that any way to talk to a superior?"

You make a noise intended to be a growl, which comes out sounding more like a whine than anything particularly threatening. "I'm talking to the man who calls himself king. I'm not trying to further inflate your giant ego."

König's hands find your waist, oh fuck, he's in, all the way in, and you've never felt fuller in your life. A cry of surprise leaves you just as he bends over to whisper in your ear. "So you know some German." Then, in a high pitched voice to match your cry as he ruts into you once, he mocks, "Ach, König, was hast du für einen große Schwanz!" Another rut, deeper into you, and he deepens his voice to a comical baritone. "Umso besser, dich zu ficken!"

Fuck, that was a stupid joke. You smack his shoulder, cackling and heavily gasping as he gathers speed with his hips. "Fuck you, that was—agh!" König's thrusts pick up in speed, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he pitches his hips up into yours. Like a feral dog, he pants, clawing at the sheets beside your head.

"Mmgh....sweet spatz, you choke me. Oh, Scheiße—" His hips stutter, long strokes ramming into you, one after another as you arch into his touch. "I'm going to come, spatz. So gut, meine Süße—!" König trembles above you, groaning as he finishes off with one hard thrust and stills, filling his condom with seed.

You whine when he finally pulls out, his monster of a cock softening, condom slipping off for him to tie up and trash. You're allowed just a moment's respite before the insatiable man before you thinks it high time to dive back down face-first between your thighs for more.

"König!" You squeak, sitting up to tell him that there's no need for you to come twice, but your protests fall on deaf ears. He's a man too far gone, with too big an appetite to be told "No."

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[loviestar58]

💚~Ekko bf/general HC's~💚

Just like everyone else, I'm in love with the boy who shattered time, so I made some HC's I have for him. Some are pertaining to him being your lover, others are just general headcannons

Enjoy‼️💖

⏳~Ekko likes to have "Work dates". Where you both either hang out in Ekkos workshop or down in the open Hideout and work on stuff together. It's mostly in Ekkos workshop though, him tinkering with something or trying to create or improve an invention for the firelights. You would help bounce ideas off of his own or would help with tool organization. When not talking about work, it'd be silent, music on an old record player playing in the space. You would hum the music and Ekko would join sometimes as he worked. Other times you just have small talk or make jokes with each other, just having some fun as you hang out together. And yes, many kisses would be stolen by each other during this

⏳~He has a bit of a short temper, and due to this you can get into small fights sometimes. Resulting in either you both being silent to each other for a day with some space from each other or a big argument that causes both to be stressed and can last for a good while. It never gets too bad, but it still hurts both of you. Arguments/reasons can range from being unsafe, pet peeves, mistakes being made, to stress getting the best of him

Ekko is usually the one to apologize first even if he's in the right. He'll usually make a gift for you to show his apology along with strong, meaningful words, owning up to his mistakes. You both always talk and make up. Never staying mad for too long, communicating effectively. It was a struggle at first, but it got better over time, more on Ekkos end

He can never stay angry at you or hold a grudge for too long

⏳~Some days Ekko is so dead tired that he'll go to your room, startling you, and before you could ask what was wrong, he'd flop right on top of you and zonk out. Yeah, you cannot escape. Once he's asleep, he's asleep. And he's heavy.

So unfortunately you just gotta lay there under his weight for like two hours, crushed ribs and rough breathing. But you don't mind. You'd'd just wrap your arms around him and try your best to shift him on his side so you could cuddle and hold him. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't

⏳~On the flip side, if the day has taken its toll on you, say if you're physically and mentally tired but Ekko isn't, you'd go to his room and ask for cuddles or just any kind of comfort. Ekko would always comply, even if he was working on some stuff, he'd allow you to sit on his lap as he worked, one hand writing things down while the other rubs your back in soothing motions, him rambling about his tech while turning his head to plant a kiss to your neck or temple every now and then for the added comfort before continuing to ramble

⏳~Ekko draws you all the time. We've all seen the murals and his sketchbooks. He has a specific sketchbook full of silly doodles and serious art pieces of you at pretty much every angle. Different outfits, expressions, poses, everything. You're his muse and he can't help but capture the beauty he sees when he sees it. It's not too often, but once he gets to drawing, there's no stopping him. You take notice of this pretty quickly, not like he hides it, he proudly shows you his art of you. It makes you blush and flustered every time, cause you never thought anyone would see you this way. Ekko relishes in that red face and goofy smile you get seeing a picture, smiling his gap-toothed grin himself, feeling proud of himself before starting to draw you again, you watching as his eyes flick to her every few seconds, both of your hearts beating hard in your chests. Oh to be loved by an artist

⏳~You both take turns being the yapper and the listener in the relationship. Some days it could be Ekko talking about his tech and how it works while you listen and barely understands a word, other days it's you rambling on and on about this cool book series you read, an artist you like, or something cool you saw. Or honestly just your day, he loves hearing about what you get up to in the Hideout. Ekko listens and gives his thoughts and commentary on what you say. On the days you both feel like yapping, get ready for quick back and forth banter and talking, overlapping ideas and media, and bursts of passion in the case of yelling. This, as well as nothing getting done that day

⏳~As a goodbye or a hello, he presses your foreheads together for a solid few seconds, eyes closed and relishing in each others presence. The most intimate gesture of affection for Zaunites. Each of you usually has a hand on the others cheek or neck to hold each other there. If it's a more dramatic/heartfelt greeting or departure, you'll kiss instead, wanting something a bit more intimate, desperate firm grips and bodies pressed together in a loving embrace

⏳~Ekko has a habit of staring. Not a glare, or even zoned out. It's always soft admiration and observation. His eyes would be soft and round, a subtle shine to them as his pupils dialte with love as he looks at you. His eyebrows wouldn't be furrowed as usual, down in a gentle and relaxed manner. He'd have the softest smile tug on his lips, maybe even sigh dreamily, just admiring the person he managed to call his own in this chaotic world.

⏳~Ekko tinkers and invents, so he's always trying to come up with silly little gadgets or items to make for you. His favorite things are making metal flowers, small toys, and accessories. He'd given you a small amount of metal flowers one time when he found you looking at the small flowers growing at the bottom of the tree. "They aren't as beautiful as the real thing, but at least these will last longer". Yeah, he's a bit cheesy, I said it. He made a small firelight shaped night light for you to use in case you got up in the middle of the night. And he has made multiple accessories for you: pairs of earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings for you to wear, if you like jewelery. You appreciate each and every gift, but always tells him he doesn't have to give you anything. He does anyways, it's one of his love languages. He can't help it. And even if it wasn't, he'd make you as many gifts as he likes cause he loves you, that's it

⏳~Ekko is ticklish on his neck and sides. You takes full advantage of this by poking his sides unexpectedly, which earns you a startled "Ah! Hey!" and Ekko curling up to defend himself, all while you laugh. You'd sneak up on Ekko and jump on his back, hugging him close before placing a kiss on his neck, he'd recoil like a turtle and try to get you off, but you'd hang on and keep going at his neck to make him laugh more, the sweet smooth sounds of it music to you ears. Plus it was funny to see him recoil like that

Likes/reblogs/comments are appreciated ‼️

This is new for me lol, I love him sm. I have a few more but this should be enough for now

Moots from other platforms and irls if you see this, no you don't 😁

Maybe more of this soon??? Idk we'll see...

Itty bitty scary tag uhhh @misswynters

[valleyofthelilly]

Texts With Katsuki but You're An Exchange Student: Part 1

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Tags: Exchange student!Reader x Katsuki, Female!Reader, Uncle Might, Bestie Izuku, SMAU, Traumatic childhood, University AU, characters are 20/21, war never happened for the sake of our happiness.

The walk to the training facility was quite peaceful. In the short time you'd known him, you'd noticed Midoriya was a talker. He was asking questions about your quirk, how you learned to use it given the circumstances of your childhood, millions of things.

Usually you'd feel inclined to tell someone to fuck all the way off upon being asked any of these questions. But the space between you and your new friend felt comfortable, which was something you couldn't say you'd experienced in a long time. If anything the tension in your life had been palpable the past few months, even if it was only between you and yourself.

When the two of you finally arrived at the training facility you were happy to find it empty with the exception of All Might. He was perched on the opposite side of the room, on what looked to be a spectators bench. He raised a hand high and waved both of you over.

"Young Midoriya, Young (y/n), lock the door behind you and come on over so I can explain today's exercise." He nodded in the direction of the door and Midoriya turned to lock it. You made for the side of the room All Might was sitting on with Midoriya a few steps behind.

While All Might explained what you'd be doing you took off your overcoat. You hadn't wanted it to be ridiculously obvious where you were going, especially not after blowing off your practical partner. So you'd opted to throw the biggest flannel known to man over your training suit.

The mock up of your current gear held up well enough for it to be a training suit, one comparable to the one you've used in combat. Though the gear itself was a little... ratty. It hadn't been updated in quite some time and would without a doubt benefit from some TLC. You made a mental note to visit the support department before All Might spoke.

"Alright, go ahead and show us what you can do kiddo." He nodded as he motioned for Midoriya to sit next to him.

You tilted your head in confusion.

"Huh? I thought we were supposed to-"

"Nope. If your enemy is to have a fair fight they need to understand the range of your abilities, and yours is quite wide. Regardless of strength, It would be both unfair and reckless to send Midoriya in blind, even in a sparring match."

"Fair point, but then what do you want me to do?"

"Simple, use your quirk in the best way you know how. Show off a little if that's what you want to do," All Might waved his hand flippantly, "I just want to see what you're capable of and where your limits are, so that you can surpass them. The last time I saw you use your quirk was years ago. I would imagine you've improved since then?" He quirked a brow. Midoriya sat beside him with a notebook in his lap, looking between the two of you.

"I have." You nodded curtly, beginning to understand what was being asked of you.

"Then the floor is yours Young (y/n)." All Might gestured to the expansive training room behind you. You turned towards the open space, calmly walked to the center of the room, and thought through your plan. If improvement was what was being asked of you, why not show just how many of your limits you've surpassed?

Overhead you counted six rows of ten high-powered lights, making for sixty total. With those, plus the air conditioning, plus the rest of the technology in here, you figured you should be set. Electrical energy seemed to be the safest route while still being impressive.

Taking a deep inhale you tightened your core, the very inside of your soul to be as hard as rock. "Siphon." You breathed out on the exhale, you made an effort to feel every molecule of electricity within your reach. The current expanse of your quirk was the training room. If necessary, you could triple your reach, but you didn't want to take power from any of the dorm buildings.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

Push your energy out, grab more of it, pull, compress.

You could feel your insides burning, but not in a way that hurt. They burned in the way that let you know you were sucking up every volt of energy available to you. In such a way that you could feel the energy building on itself and multiplying.

You didn't notice the way the lights went out, or the way the AC stopped working, or the electrical lock on the door come undone. You only knew you'd taken all you could when the breaker popped, then exploded with a resounding clap.

The way that you looked during was unbeknownst to you. But if you had to guess by the, "Oh my, oh my, what?" that Midoriya breathed out with wide eyes, you'd say terrifying.

If the way that All Might was looking at you like a proud father was any indication, you'd say you did your job.

Smiling softly you looked down at your, now glowing, skin. Electricity danced across it softly until you allowed it to dissipate. Simply deactivating it and storing it as potential energy.

"When I told you to show me what you got, I didn't mean to cut the power out. Jeez kid, what have they been feeding you over there?" All Might joked with a smile, one you returned to him proudly.

an: if you read all of this thank you??? and let me know what you thought please, it's always appreciated sm, i love feedback. i'm sorry this was so long. the next parts won't be this beefy i swear (unless y'all want them to be, lmk). i just wanted to get a scene of reader's quirk use in even though the description kind of sucked?? any guesses on what our quirk is? also it will be much more katsuki heavy in the future. just needed to get the setup done!

[peachcarechiropractic]

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[riding-the-sunset-bird]

I was in a Baxter mood today so I went swimming in GB Patch's blog for all the Baxter facts:

General

His personality, at least defined by GB Patch, is that he's sheltered and out-of-touch without being elitist or self-centered. He's preppy/posh, quite sociable, and hates conflict, but likes to go against what's expected of him. He grows out of being such a rich kid trust fund baby by Step 4.

His parents are bigots. He's the unlucky one in a sea of characters with supportive parents.

He has a distant French origin.

His birthday is the day his DLC came out, meaning May 19th.

He's 5'11" (180cm) in Step 4 (this was apparently reconfirmed on the Our Life Discord as well).

His natural hair color - a dark dusty gray that he hates - is uncommon to be born with (as opposed to aged into) in the Our Life universe.

He's right-handed.

Childhood

His dream job as a child was to get into investments, having a strong portfolio with diverse assets (he does not fully know what that means at the time).

He's a late bloomer.

Baxter's crush on Qiu from Our Life 2 is at its peak when he's 12 and 13 (13 being his age in Our Life 2's Step 1), but he's moving on by 14 (when he can potentially meet the MC in Soiree).

He met Qiu at their local dance hall (as they both took lessons there, just in different forms of dance) and also met Ren/Renee (Darren in Our Life 2's Step 1) through Qiu, as the two had known each other since they were very young.

He wasn't thrown off by his crush on Qiu despite Qiu being a boy, as Qiu was popular and it seemed "unfair" to Baxter not to be able to like him. He puts more thought into it as he grows older and what it means, deciding that he'll feel however he'll feel and not worry about what's expected of him. In Soiree, the MC can notice this if they're male or non-binary, as Baxter isn't bothered by dancing with someone who isn't female.

Abilities (or Lack Thereof)

He's a weak swimmer. He can swim fine in pools but would probably struggle in the ocean.

He can sing.

He's experienced in multiple types of dance (though his favorite is the waltz).

Step 3 Baxter is a lazy, bad cook who doesn't even want to bother with cooking, but Step 4 Baxter takes an interest in trying more fancy/restaurant-style food and is able to do so.

Likes/Dislikes

He likes things being clean, but isn't always motivated enough to maintain that.

He liked video games when he was a kid, leaning towards action/adventure ones, though doesn't anymore in his late teens and beyond. He would play life-based games (such as the Sims series) with the MC if asked, however, either playing innocent like he didn't know what he was doing while messing around with the characters or being blatantly obvious about it.

He doesn't like dancing in clubs/discos. He would try it once because he enjoys trying different types of dance, but would only go regularly if he had a friend/partner who liked going to such places.

He would absolutely approve of an MC who chooses to only wear black and white.

Romantic Inclinations

Beyond his crush on Qiu (who he never confessed to), Baxter dates people, but never for long or seriously.

The reason he backs out of asking out the MC if they say that he's their first crush (unless the MC is referring to his Soiree self) is that he feels they have idealized feelings for him and he'd disappoint them. He essentially panics, not wanting to get the MC's hopes up and especially on their very first feelings of romance.

The best way to romance him is to Not Let Him Escape.

In terms of how Baxter will/won't date in the future between Step 3 and 4 if he had a fling with the MC, answers range from him not dating anyone if the player intent was that they were both genuinely in love, but would otherwise to him trying to move on with others but the flings become even more surface level than before to the point where he's simply going through the motions. He ultimately hits a breaking point (whether he dated the MC or not) and ends up improving due to the MC's return in his life and/or support from other people such as Xavier.

When it comes to what he's attracted to in another person, he likes seeing nail polish, false lashes/heavy mascara/naturally long eyelashes, and full suits (especially if they're expertly tailored).

His love language in terms of receiving is Quality Time, but in terms of giving, he will happily adapt to whatever the MC wants.

Clothing Choices

When it comes to Step 4 Baxter's personal dress code, he's always meeting/formal ready (even when not working) unless he's doing anything athletic, in which case the button-downs get a break.

- Likewise, his closet is basically all button-downs and fancy suits with a few exceptions including clothes suited for the cold.

Assorted

Him skinny-dipping didn't happen in Golden Grove, and the Now & Forever main cast are not his friends by then.

He immediately finds the MC and Cove appealing (not necessarily crushing on them) at the start of Step 3 as "beautiful beach strangers."

He'd be flattered to hear from an MC that they love his laugh/find it charming.

He says "hallelujah" because he's pretentious.

He doesn't know French, but does occasionally drop a French word he knows during Step 3 to "add to his formal flair." His Step 4 self considers it embarrassing in hindsight.

While he started dyeing his hair black at 14, he didn't start adding white into the mix until he was 18. His Step 3 hair was likely something he only had for a year, at which point he changed it up with different attempts at black and white. He switched back to plain black after graduating college, feeling like he had to be "a serious grown up."

During the wedding in Baxter's Step 4, he will have Jude send along a vegan cupcake to the MC if they're vegan.

Semi-revealed during one of his mornings with the MC in Step 4, he has a multi-step daily skincare routine.

His Future

He has no preference over who he'd prefer to be the one to propose to the other in his relationship with the MC.

He would absolutely want to plan his own wedding (whether for or with the MC, depending on whether they want to be involved). He would not want another planner included.

He would forbid his parents from attending his wedding, but invite his childhood friends. Cove, Terry, and Miranda would also go.

He doesn't have a preference when it comes to last names during a wedding. He's just in awe that he's marrying someone at all.

He might consider having facial hair at some point in his life.

When it comes to having kids, he doesn't have any particular age he'd prefer to have them and is more of a "when it feels right" kind of guy. In terms of the number of kids, none is his default but he'd prefer to have two if the MC wants them, as he finds the relationship between the MC and Liz to be lovely and was personally lonely as an only child.

🍋 (below are asks that might be considered risqué - especially going to the posts themselves on some - but I wanted to include them for the sake of having all the information in one place; know that me and my prudish nature pushed through this for the people who want it and I hope you appreciate it! >:o) 🍋

This one definitely goes without saying due to being a love interest in a game where the MC can be she/they/he even down to being intersex, but Baxter is pansexual.

Baxter isn't good at being sexually active beyond being with an MC who wants that. He tries to bond with others but either fails to have his interest reciprocated due to being too forward or backtracks if he senses that someone is actually into him. His relationships are short/inconsistent for that reason.

He would never sleep with the MC during Step 3. He's already planning on leaving and wouldn't risk souring the relationship at any point even if the MC would want it. He wants company more than he wants sex and would not want to be remembered as the guy who slept with the MC and then just left without contacting them again.

Between chests and backsides, Baxter prefers the latter.

Baxter is a top (though is flexible on the matter), is into BDSM, and "kind of" has a sir kink.