#lazy exercise

[bc-byron]

Wishercizing

I put on all the stretchy clothes,The ones that cost a lot.I mix up fancy powder drinks,The kind as thick as snot.I drive across the town to gym,The place that has a pool,Machines I don't know how to use,And weights for looking cool.It has a bar for smoothies too,A sauna and a hot tub,And fancy towels,And yoga goats,A meditation club.I visualized a thinner me,And lofty goals were set.I thought…

[sniixnn]

pspsps dangles this infront of lottienat fans

[idontmindifuforgetme]

The love will always hold twice as much weight as the hate btw. If you even care

[archfeykoi]

i'll try not to bring it back home with me

[billtober day 5—cave painting]

[farawaywiththefairies]

having non stop thoughts about dollification again

[rewordthis]

It just hit me but… Vash is training like crazy to be always on his A game (practically a jock) while Knives is always studying plants or something like… dude is a fucking GEEK!!!

[gaywizardzone]

i spend months hammering out the intricate lore of my universe where everyone i care about in this manga is a woman and then what do i do with all that effort? draw them in Outfits.

[catofaurora]

shirt for those who only cr candle cake realms

[doctorho]

Hello hi hope you’re doing well hehehe IFFFFFF you ever did wanna write for Jayce I nad an idea.....l've seen posts about people wanting more fics of a more buff fem reader LIKE HELL YEAH (Cuz | workout) and l just love the idea of Jayce being into a buff girl (or guy) (or gn because I know you write a lot of gn stuff!!) cuz we know this man is such a sub sometimes and I know he'd get so so flustered if he saw you working out. He'd definitely wanna feel you flex in his hand and maybe workout with you but he might combust if you ever asked him to join you. Even if you're shorter than him he'd feel so shy around you and he'd just be so CUTSEY and blah I just want a large muscular man to fall at my feet is that too much to ask for?

sorry it took me Literally Forever to get to this, but... yeah.

look, jayce got his muscles mostly from working at the forges (and... genetics, i guess), and logically, he knew that people who were muscular typically did something to get or at least maintain those muscles, and subsequently were able to do some work that required muscles, he knew that. he just hadn't, you know. considered it. before. in his head. he hadn't thought about it.

so he was not prepared to see you hauling some goddamn ten-feet-long steel beams around the lab like it was nothing. he has to wait for the cogs in his brain to do a full circle as he registers this, takes in the sight of your disgarded jacket and the fucking muscles rippling under your skin as you lifted another one of those beams up on one shoulder, already turning to apparently carry them on to the storage.

the beams are visibly heavy, heavy enough to slowly bend at the ends just a little under their own gravity, and then slowly waver with your movement as you straighten your stance. and you do it with the damn ease of lifting the coffee pot, just, you know, casually hauling these goddamn steel beams around for him, no big deal, just some light work around the lab.

those beams probably weighed like a good percentage of how much he did. and you're just! picking one up! and throwing it around! god, you don't even look like it's hard.

and he's just standing there, gathering the remains of his brains from the gutter.

"Viktor said these need to be moved," you tell him as a way of explanation over your shoulder.

"What?" he asks, with all of one brain cell sparking to life.

you smile at him over the beam, and oh, that should be illegal. "These were delivered today, Viktor said they should be in there," you explain, nodding towards the open door.

Jayce opens his mouth. and then closes it.

"Ah." he says. "Yes."

the pinnacle of thought, he thinks with an internal sigh, ladies and gentlemen, jayce talis, genius of the people. whose brain turns to mush at the sight of-

power.

well, can you blame him?

gods, it's not as if it's a leap to go from 'this person is attractive and demonstrates enough skill and strength and muscle control -because that was the difficult part, wasn't it, control- that they could probably throw you around like a sack of potatoes' to 'i think i would enjoy that' because-

he can hear you place down the steel beam with a clang that sounds like it wasn't the first of many.

and then you re-emerge from the storage room dusting off your hands against each other, cleaning them of what he could imagine to be metallic dust and leftover packaging fibres from the beams.

something in jayce, unfairly, purrs at the sight. curls into itself at the pit of his stomach. paws at him from there, tugging at the base of his spine.

he decides to ignore this as best as he can, and instead, takes a breath. "let me help you," he says, then shakes his head a little, "this isn't even your job in the first place."

you just shrug with a grin, and help him pick up one of the beams as he hauls it up on his shoulder. it was heavy, and, annoyingly, his brain decides to use this to cement his earlier hypothesis about your strength.

he hadn't thought you weak before, not by any means, he just... hadn't seen you in action, so to speak.

he takes a deep breath. steels his core, lifts with his legs.

"I just wanted to help," you answer, "besides, i could use the workout."

Jayce exhales a laugh, before composing himself again. "alright," he shrugs off the beam and places it on the pile of others, and you soon follow.

as you place down your own beam, he helps. it's easier to balance it with two pairs of hands, and the sound of it hitting the pile is softer this time.

he can see some oil stains on your shirt where the beams had rested against your shoulder, and a part of him winces at it. that'd be difficult to get out. the oil their metal parts usually came coated in was.

you're just straightening your shirt and smiling at him. like you're at home in their stupid storage room, helping him with this like it's a given. he didn't even ask.

"still," he says, taking a deep breath and trying to gather his brain into something in semblance of reasonable, "thank you." he exhales, and means it. "let me make it up to you," he continues, and he means that, too.

"do you want to like," he says, his words suddenly feeling sticky and stupid and too big for his mouth, "get coffee or something?" he exhales, then, "my treat," he adds, before he can even inhale.

you grin at him, and dust off your hands again, and oh, his spine is liquefying. cool. nice. great. he wanted to be a puddle anyway.

[lovesodeepandwideandwell]

Ok tell me why I just got back from a long travel day/family week, did not sleep particularly great last night, am PMSing slightly late (body saved it for after sickness and travel), my town is full of smoke haze from something or other—and I'm the calmest and most anxiety-free I remember feeling in months????

[mxwhore]

Woah you go to the gym? Honestly I'd love to go as well as a first-timer but I got a lot of anxiety about it, not to mention I wouldn't know where to start. How'd you start going?

I went a few years doing calisthenics at home and when i reached my perceived peak, i started going to the gym last year to build mass 3 times a week max

The first month was a struggle because i was figuring out which were the better times to go without triggering my social anxiety and i made the effort to go really early (7 am onwards). From my experience, both gymrats and normal people go super early and usually theyre kind. I got my routines from my own research so if you want to go, think first of what your objective is and if you can reach it within your own means first.

If you are struggling with anxiety, my advice would be to getting used to exercising in front of other people. Sign up for a dance class or start running outside. Which is very hellish but it gets you out of the house!

Know your limits and good luck xoxo

[starz4valen]

me when i realize the reason i dont feel like i can claim the term butch is cause i dont feel attractive enough

[rapidhighway]

I should start jogging again...

[thatveganfitblr]

It’s gunna be nice outside this week so my goal is to actually run outside.

[zombiesama]

Henry Fire Emblem is like the last character I'd headcanon to be hairy and fat (idk, being a skinny hairless twink suits him in my mind) but since I'll be cosplaying him he's a cub now