#motivational tank tops

[deviousdevilx]

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Ulterior Motives 1992

[walking-circles]

some fun (novelty?) outfits :^)

[raretiste]

BRUCE LEE - Work on yourself non-stop

Designed and sold by IMANOVA On @teepublic Store

[madebyhafizur]

This is designed for gym lovers. How do you feel about this design? Give your valuable opinion.

[ap5959]

I have created a motivational merchandise clothing line for the Overcomers, the goal crushers, the go-getters, and those that strive to do better day after day. Because I'm a firm believer that if you #JustKeepGoing, you will get to where you're trying to go.

[noxtivagus]

BRUH i'm just thinking of lancelot's bday greeting oh my god that man....

[brokeclothingaddict]

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[likirahub99outfitstees]

Bonjour Skyline Marathon Paris Crewneck Sweatshirts, Pillows, Kids Hoodies, Travel Mugs, Baby Bodysuits, Magnets, Long Sleeve T-Shirt, Posters, Tapestries, T-shirts, iPhone Cases, and Many More visit the shop now.

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[blaaaaask]

Etsy Tanks

Are you ready for the new year? Get some exercise gear to help ramp up your resolution.

https://spookyblend.etsy.com/listing/1634939548

Getting Waist-ed is a delightful play on words. Instead of hammering yourself with alcoholic beverages, try doing a deplorable amount of crunches instead. All the pain. All the gain.

[mjdesigns711]

(via Inspire ~ In A Script Purple Font ~ On White Background Racerback Tank Top by m. j. designs)

[raretiste]

Bruce Lee - Master of Martial Art T-Shirt

Unleash your inner dragon with our collection of exclusive designs of martial arts icon Bruce Lee, famous for his resilience, discipline and dedication to his craft, which made him become a global icon. Cultivate these virtues within yourself, and witness the tremendous power they unleash. Through disciplined effort and intense focus, you can overcome any obstacle and achieve greatness beyond measure.

[luvsupa]

a/n: thinking of sukuna all the time 😔

uncle!sukuna groaned as he got the call to pick up yuji from middle school. he would have much rather stayed at his tattoo shop, finishing up a piece for a client, but jin’s call left him no choice.

when sukuna arrived at yuji’s classroom, he stood at the doorway, scanning the room for his nephew. no sign of yuji.

“excuse me,” sukuna called out to you, the teacher’s assistant. the moment he saw you, he was struck by your beauty and, for the first time, found himself speechless.

you glanced at him, noticing his large, muscular frame and the tattoos adorning his arms. the most captivating was the large tattoo on his chest, partially hidden under his black tank top.

“i’m here to pick up, umm…” sukuna trailed off, momentarily forgetting why he was there. before either of you could speak, a ball flew across the room and hit sukuna on the side of his head. you gasped as you spotted yuji and megumi giggling from their hiding spot. sukuna winced from the impact, giving yuji a death stare. the boys sheepishly stepped out from behind you, clearly scared of sukuna.

“are you okay? i can get you an ice pack,” you offered softly, struggling to hold back your laughter. sukuna swore he fell in love with you right then, charmed by your gentle demeanor and the adorable way you tried not to giggle.

“my uncle’s blushing! he has a crush on you, miss!” yuji teased, laughing and pointing at sukuna’s red cheeks, making him even more embarrassed. you gasped at yuji’s words, glancing at sukuna as he rubbed his head and looked away.

“just go get your stuff. let’s go,” sukuna said, annoyed. but before they left, you handed sukuna an ice pack and a goodie bag filled with candy (which he later ate all by himself, giving none to yuji).

uncle!sukuna who told jin not to worry about picking up yuji from school anymore, insisting he would handle it from now on.

uncle!sukuna who started arriving early to pick up yuji, just to have a chance to chat with you.

“why are you always picking me up? you said you hated coming here-”

“shut up,” sukuna quickly interrupted, not wanting yuji to reveal his true motives, that is wanting to be in your presence.

uncle!sukuna who even made yuji stop taking the school bus in the mornings so he could personally bring you flowers and coffee everyday, just to see you. <3

[madebyhafizur]

This is an excellent t shirt for gym lovers. How do you like this design?

[forever-gifts]

(via I Reach for the Unreachable Tank Top by Forever-gifts)

[all-purpose-dish-soap]

02 / 627 words

You challenge Gaz to a pushup competition. And lose. What did you think would happen?

He keeps at it, though, maybe as a flex. Half-envious and half-curious, you lay on your stomach with your arms folded under your chin and watch him go. Gaz pushes himself up and down at the same even pace. You could always saboratge him, shove him over, but the satisfaction wouldn't last. Especially with his self-righteous ass taking it as permission to be a martyr about it. Wouldn't be the first time.

"Can you do those one-handed?" you ask him.

He glances at you. "Doesn't do much good for my triceps, but yeah, I can handle it."

"So what? Triceps, pff. The point of one-handed pushups is looking cool."

"If you can pull it off."

"Can you?"

"Obviously."

Gaz pushes up a little harder, repositioning one hand so it's centered under him when he comes down. The other hand he puts behind his back. To your disappointment, he continues with ease. He holds his body in perfect alignment despite the sheen of sweat glazing his skin.

"Wow, fine." You make yourself sound as unimpressed as possible. "Of course you can do it with your dominant arm. What about the other one?"

Gaz switches sides without missing a rep, making it look just as easy. You frown.

"That what you meant?" he asks.

"Yeah. Yeah. Okay, that was smooth," you admit.

"It's all in the form. Keep everything straight and taut. Can't do it properly if your body's all loose and jerking around."

"Uh-huh," you say absently. "What about weighted pushups? Like what if there were something on your back?"

"I've done it before. How come you want to know?"

"Just wondering what if I, like, sat on your back while you did it. Do you think you'd be strong enough?"

"Ah, is that it?" Gaz grins. He pauses his reps with his arm taught but slightly bent, bracing him in a plank. "Try it."

"Really?"

"I can take it."

"I'm heavy."

"Mmm, sure you are. Come on."

Gaz lowers himself to the ground. You hesitate, but he's not letting you back out. He's calling your bluff and he knows it.

"Chickening out?"

You huff and push yourself to your knees. "You wish."

You feel like a ton of clumsy bricks, lowering yourself down onto his back. You really try not to think about how your hand lands right above his shoulder blade or how his tank top leaves so much of his muscled back and shoulders exposed or how your ass slides against the firm curve of his lower back. You pray you're not too heavy. But Gaz either doesn't notice or doesn't mind. As soon as you're situated, draped over him sort of on your back and sort of on your side, he resumes his reps. Slower. Like he's accommodating you as you adjust.

You keep as still as you can. Gaz is as focused and professional as ever. But this is a bit more intimate than you anticipated. Damn him for forcing you to contend with the consequences of your actions. It's impossible not to notice and feel his back muscles at work. His strength is impressive. You're dismayed at the very idea that you thought you could beat Gaz in a test of arm strength. Hubris, that's what it was.

"Is this... helping? The weight?"

"Helping my training? Yeah, it seems to be working. You're good resistance."

"Oh. Thanks. Glad to be of service."

"Yeah? You feel alright on top of me?"

Your cheeks go a little pink at his phrasing. "Yeah. Best seat in the house."

"Is it?" Gaz wears a cheeky smirk, though you can't see it. "Keep it there, then. I like a little extra motivation."

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