#solidcore

[ivyandana]

PILATES, YOGA, BARRE, AND SOLIDCORE!!!

Hi girlies! lets talk wellness. I love working out and moving my body so naturally I have been a gym girlie, to a pilates girlie, to a yoga girlie... ive done it all! I swear lol. trying all these different workouts out gave me the best workout routine ever!

3 solid core classes/week

1 hot vinyasa yoga/week

1-2 at home pilates inspired workout/week

SolidCore is my FAVORITE. it's a Pilates inspired workout that gives you one of the hardest challenges in your life! I can definitely say after 5 classes you feel super strong and your body just feels so much better! since its a core focused workout, ive noticed a huge decrease in bloating and overall helped me achieve toned stomach, arms, and legs! it is most definitely a lot harder than pilates!

when I was in my yoga era, I fell in love with vinyasa. basically a practice of yoga that involves a continuous flow. my local yoga studio, offers a HIIT Vinyasa in a 99 degree room. its the best strength building class that will make you sweat and stretch at the same time.

to keep the consistency, I do a couple workouts at home in between my classes. ive done barre and traditional pilates at a studio but ive noticed that those workouts can easily be done any home AND WE ALL KNOW THESE CLASSES ARE EXPENSIVE ASF!!! so I barre/pilates inspired classes at home! these are some of my favorite videos to follow along! I promise they work just as great!

-ANASTACIA

[dear-shinji]

Exterior Vinyl in St Louis Large, one-story, traditional gray vinyl home design with a shingle roof.

[hondmetsjaal]

i have become the south park city people stereotype. that one where they all go around saying "wifi" and "pilates." well!!

[dhaaruni]

I can't wait for the Ozempic fad to die out (which it will given how expensive it is and how many side effects are already showing up) so I don't have to be subjected to it. (x)

[petertingle-yipyip]

MISS POSSESSIVE - JOAQUIN TORRES

Pairing: Joaquin x Reader // Word Count: 2,061

Summary: So what if you were a little possessive? No one got hurt. (fun fact: the biting story is a true story)

Your relationship with Joaquin was no secret.

You two didn’t necessarily shove it down everyone’s throats, but you didn’t hide anything either. You arrived at most trainings together, sat next to and against each other, went to lunch together, left together. The only time you were really apart was when he went on a mission with Sam and you went with your recon team.

You noticed the new set of eyes in the training center one day. You were doing your planned solidcore routine while Joaquin did weights on the other side of the center.

You saw her when you took a break between exercises. You sat flat on the machine’s pad and breathed deeply, glancing around the relatively empty center. You and Joaquin were there, as part of your usual schedule, along with Nat and Yelena sparring in the far corner. Kate was doing some yoga routine with the blonde that was actively staring at Joaquin, who was oblivious as he began a set of lat pulldowns.

You stared at your boyfriend for a moment as well. Admittedly, the blonde had a fair excuse to stare, and she was new. Or you hadn’t met her at least. Maybe she didn’t know.

You pushed a headphone aside, ready to snap at her, when Kate smacked her friend’s arm. You could barely hear her say to pay attention and that he was taken. Kate met your eyes a moment later and she offered you a thumbs up with a nod, a not-so-subtle confirmation that she had your back.

You smiled at her as you chuckled. Replacing your headphones, you went back to suffering through solidcore.

Later that week, in a more packed training center, Joaquin’s newest fan was watching him again. You two were jogging the track and conversating, and he decided to show off and jog backwards. You caught the woman over his shoulder and you fixed a glare in her direction. Her eyes met yours and she changed from basically undressing Joaquin in her head to daring you to stop her.

“Hello?” He waved a hand in front of your face and your attention slid back to him. “What was that?” He was smirking slightly.

“Nothing.” You shrugged. “You’re gonna fall.”

“I’m not gonna fall.”

“You’re gonna fall.”

“I’m not gon-“ He began before nearly tripping over his own feet.

His arms flailed slightly and you caught him, which caused you to stumble with him. You couldn’t help the laugh as he righted and you two resumed your easy pace.

“Don’t tell Sam.” He said quickly.

“I already saw!” Sam called from the other side of the track.

Joaquin groaned in embarrassment and you nudged him slightly with your elbow. He frowned dramatically at you and you giggled before jerking your chin, daring him to keep up as you increased your stride.

By the end of that week, his watcher had built up some courage.

You were at the cubbies near the door, rifling through your bag for your sparring gloves. Joaquin was leaning against the wall near the cubbies, casually mentioning how he had his already and you were putting your session behind. You mocked him quietly as you dumped the contents of your bag on the floor.

“You set me up.” You blamed him.

“Me?” He laughed. “I’d never do such a thing.”

“Yes you would, because you know I can kick your ass.”

He sighed dramatically and knelt beside you to help you look. You filtered through your scattered items while he checked the zippered pockets. He was the one to find them, which only added on to his guilt in your mind, and you shoved everything back away.

He offered you his hand to get up and you made a show of your reluctance as you took it. He laughed, pulled you to his chest, and kept you close with an arm over your shoulders.

She wasn’t there when you two began your session. You would’ve felt those baby blue eyes following. By the time you were taking a break, she was there, lingering at the edge of the sparring area. She pretended to be focused on her own workout  when Joaquin glanced in her direction but she didn’t hide her blatant stare when you looked at her.

You didn’t give a warning before storming over. You knelt to be at her level and she propped herself up on her elbows. She opened her mouth but you cut her off.

“Funny how you think I don’t notice the way you undress him with your eyes almost everyday.” You said flatly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She rolled her eyes.

“Look at the floor. Or the ceiling. Or anyone else in this place. Just keep your eyes off him.” You forced a smile that was anything but friendly. “Got it?”

“I’m so scared.” She said sarcastically, craning her neck to see around you.

“Listen. I can only be nice about this for so long. Some fights you’re not gonna win. And him?” You nodded towards him once. “No way.”

“May the best woman win then.” She shrugged and returned to her sit ups.

You kicked her braced feet away before heading back to Joaquin, earning a muttered “bitch” as you left. His brows furrowed but you waved him off. With a new anger in your veins, you knew you’d hit someone you shouldn’t soon, which made the next portion of your sparring more intense than necessary.

You were both covered in sweat by the time you were done. You had also both removed your shirts by then. Your muscles were burning with the effort and you assumed Joaquin’s were too, but by the way he was talking your ear off you wouldn’t have guessed.

“You’re pretty chatty.” You teased with a grin.

“You wouldn’t let me get a word in over there!” He sounded offended as he threw a hand towards the sparring area. “Anytime I tried to talk, you pounced.”

“I pounced?” You laughed. “What am I, a cat?”

“A feral one.” He muttered and you smacked his arm before you both laughed. “Definitely feral.”

“If I was feral, I’d bite.”

“You do!”

“I do not!”

“Didn’t you bite a kid in second grade?”

You whirled to face him and jabbed a finger into his chest. “You know good and well that I had a good reason!” You defended.

His hands went up in surrender but the grin was still plastered on his face.

“I felt threatened.”

“And biting was the only answer?” He tried and failed to keep his laughter contained.

“Yes! I was playing my own game, he tried to make me the prisoner in his war game with some other kid. You don’t put your arm-“

“Around someone’s neck and not expect to get bit.” He finished and you glared lightly at him. “At least you didn’t get suspended.”

“I cried in the principal’s office because I was scared of getting in trouble.” You deadpanned. “I don’t think I ever apologized to the kid, though.”

“And you still went on that field trip.” He shook his head, clicking his tongue. “I’m so disappointed in you, Y/N/N.”

“Oh no, whatever will I do now?” You dramatically put your hands to your heart.

“Just don’t bite me.” He shrugged, which earned another smack to his arm.

“I left my water. Grab my bag?” You began backing away towards the sparring corner.

“Yeah.” He nodded and went towards your cubby.

As you were grabbing your bottle, Kate and Yelena were stepping into the square. Kate waved enthusiastically at you and Yelena held a fist towards you. You bumped your own against hers and smiled towards Kate.

“How’s it going?” You asked. “Feeling stronger?”

“Today’s the day.” Kate nodded firmly.

“Ha!” Yelena responded loudly and you turned. “You think you’ll beat me?”

“Okay, you say that like it’s a joke.” Kate frowned.

“Was it not?” Yelena laughed. “C’mon, Kate Bishop.”

“Why do you still do that? Stop saying my name like that!” Kate urgently whispered.

“I don’t know, Lena. She might.” You added. You gave Kate a once over glance and then nodded slightly. “Yeah, I think she actually has biceps now.”

“See?” Kate threw an arm towards you. “Wait a second.” She furrowed her brows.

“Staying to find out?” Yelena asked, bouncing side to side on the balls of her feet.

“No, Joaquin and I are gonna try to catch a movie.” You nodded towards where you left your boyfriend. “Just came back for my water.”

“Oh!” Kate announced. “That reminds me…”

“You’re stalling.” Yelena complained.

“It’s important!” Kate insisted then turned to you again. “Sorry about before. I tried to tell her.”

“The new girl?”

She nodded, almost looking embarrassed, but you shrugged.

“I told her today in the nicest way I could to back off.” You waved a dismissive hand.

“What if she didn’t get the memo?” Yelena asked, focusing on something over your shoulder.

“Oh shit…” Kate looked at the same thing behind you.

“What are you two-“ You mumbled and turned to see for yourself. “Oh.”

You crossed your arms and watched for a moment. Joaquin was sitting on the floor with the new girl kneeling beside him. They were involved in some sort of conversation and you were just glad he had put his shirt back on. She exaggerated a laugh and he was confused for a second. Apparently, what he said hadn’t been that funny.

“I think you should start planning your friend’s funeral, Kate Bishop.” Yelena said flatly as the blonde reached out and put her hand on Joaquin’s forearm.

“No, it’s…” You began.

You knew Joaquin. You knew his mannerisms and body language better than anyone. He didn’t care to be talking to this girl, not in the way she was trying to talk to him. He had his phone in one hand and judging by the way he kept looking down at it, he would’ve rather been scrolling than talking to her.

“You’re better than me.” Kate offered. “Two warnings and she still acts like that? Friend or not, I’d slap the hell outta her.” She laughed slightly.

Her other hand landed on his forearm and her other moved to his upper arm. Your brows rose and as if that expression sent a signal, Joaquin looked over towards you with wide eyes.

“Pray for her.” Kate said simply as you took long strides to get back to Joaquin.

He stood as you got closer and she bounced up beside him. She stepped closer, one of her hands on his shoulder and the other reached for his hand.

“Ready to go?” You made a point of only speaking to and looking at Joaquin.

“Yeah.” He sighed in relief and shifted to get away from her touch. “We leave now, we’ll have enough time to shower first.”

“Did you get the tickets already?”

“I thought you were going to stick around and spot me.” The blonde pouted.

“I’ve got ‘em.” Joaquin answered. “And your bag, m’lady.” He bowed slightly as he offered you your bag.

You laughed slightly and slung the strap over your shoulder.

“But Joaquin!” She cried, grabbing his hand with both of hers. He immediately pulled away and she pursed her bottom lip in another pout.

“He already said he’s busy.” You snapped. “Go see if Kate or Yel have time to babysit.”

“I didn’t realize you were his mommy.” She said sarcastically.

You turned to face her fully but Joaquin pulled on your bag to force you back a step. He tapped his knuckles against your thigh and you shifted your weight closer to him.

“Seriously.” You threatened. “Get your hands off my man.”

“Scared?”

“I’m gonna kill her.” You ground your teeth and looked to Joaquin.

Quickly, he put his arm around your shoulders and guided you out the doors. She called after him but you lifted your hand to give her the middle finger. After a string of curses were directed at you, Joaquin closed his hand over yours with a laugh.

“Told you.” Joaquin said proudly as he opened the passenger door for you.

“Told me what?” You raised a brow.

“Feral.” He grinned.

You opened your mouth to argue then closed it. Maybe he was right, at least where he was concerned.

Feral. Possessive. Protective. Same thing, right?

[vexwerewolf]

*reactor bootup*

YOU'RE LISTENING TO

*servo whirring*

102.3

*Nelson ramjet igniting*

REAL LANCERS FM

*Apocalypse Rail charging*

WHERE WE PLAY NOTHING BUT METAL, METAL AND MORE METAL

*ZF-4 Solidcore firing*

*Siege Ram impact*

THIS AIN'T SECCOMM'S STATION

[plays My Chemical Romance - Welcome to the Black Parade]

[lovemyromance]

Bro I'm sorry but not EVERYONE's idea of romance is allowing their loved ones to go headfirst into the weaver's cottage or dive into a Bog full of predatory creatures???

"SJMs love interests trust each others abilities"

Yeah, you know where Elain's abilities lie? In her Seer powers - not at the hilt of a sword. I have no doubt - literally ZERO doubt - that Azriel will have full faith and trust for her Seer abilities.

There's undoubtedly going to be a scene like when Bryce traveled to Hel(CC3) in the next ACOTAR book, where everyone's trying to get Elain to snap out of a vision but it's Azriel who forces them to wait because he trusts in her abilities.

Elain does not need to pick up a sword. She doesn't even have to know what a punching bag is. She does not need to be dropped into the weaver's cottage or fight a wyrm. That is not the arena where Elain Archeron will be tested.

Also - Not to mention - people are fucking allowed to be worried for their loved ones? Cassian was losing his mind when Nesta was taken to the BR and Rhys was losing his mind when Amarantha snapped Feyre's neck, when Feyre was dying while giving birth.

Elain Archeron has had zero training. She does not do any of the life-threatening stunts we've seen from Feyre, and now Nesta. Why the fuck SHOULDN'T Azriel be worried about her? Of course he's worried - she's had no training and been kidnapped twice by the cauldron?

Y'all will really say anything trying to spin Azriel's concern over Elain's safety to be a BAD thing. Get your head outta your ass!!

If someone threw me into the hunger games right now, despite my banging bod (thanks Ashley F @ Solidcore) - I WOULD DIE.

And I'd 10000000% expect my bf to be worried sick about it. I got lost in IKEA once and mans was freaking out like someone had snatched me up 🙄 that's what people do when they love you - they worry when you're in danger

IDK WHY THIS HAS TO BE EXPLAINED

[blairwitchapologist]

took a friend up on her offer to take me to a solidcore class soon, have been hanging out with my grandma a lot, have been crying a lot, have been walking a lot, sold some books to my favorite bookstore and they always tell me i have good taste when i do that, helped rescue some orphaned baby bunnies the other day, still trying to trap the baby cats at the abandoned house next door to my parents, im still reading sky daddy and it’s really fun, it’s crazy how the worst things can be happening to you but life still goes on and good things still happen too

[kazsartcorner]

A customised "Szhatie" pattern Sherman, the "Szhatie" pattern makes use of a chest mounted solidcore array with an subarray on the head, a set of exhausts and vents allows for quick release of any harmful gasses from the chemical lasers.

[cozzymandiart]

The HA "Hannibal", an aftermarket refit of the Sherman frame.

"With the Sherman’s widespread popularity comes a profusion of aftermarket kits. One of the most common such kits is the “Hannibal” pattern group, a design characterized by the removal of the ZF4 SOLIDCORE unit and a massive increase in reactor output. With the additional power funneled into the frame’s mobility and weaponry, the “Hannibal” enjoys explosive speed and weapon discharge, making it very popular among reckless outer-rim jockeys."

You can grab the rules and .lcp file for this Sherman variant here: tinyurl.com/h8nut4h9

[ghost-proofbaby]

modern!steve with a little bit of a following on tiktok/instagram

was an athlete all the way through high school, played intramurals or maybe even club basketball or swim in college, still consistently goes to the gym to lift and do cardio, thinks of himself as being in pretty good shape even as he’s turning 30

reader pops up in enough videos that folks know who she is and he’s got a whole series going where he picks her up from her workout class with a different treat as a surprise every weekend

he gets egged on to do a “I try my girlfriend’s workout” video but it’s something like Solidcore or SLT or Rumble and he’s absolutely dying while she’s crushing it

oh my god i love this. just steve with a girlfriend who may not bench press more than him, but he wouldn't dare challenge to seeing who last longer on the stairmaster.

god. him dramatically falling to the ground after trying the workout too, all red in the face catching his breath, and you just lean down over him and kiss him sweetly on the lips upside down. a la spiderman kiss except he's flat on his back. just a peck and a "you tried your hardest, baby!" as he groans and grumbles about not moving from that spot for an hour. 😩😩😩

[terkmc]

I am reminded of the upcoming Tagetes and had to make Trooper incompatible with it because it makes other weapons into rifles.

WHY YOU WANT RIFLE TYPE FOR ANDROMEDA? IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH AS PROCURED FROM RAS SHAMRA? YOU THINK NEEDS IMPROVEMENT? THEN MAYBE YOU FIND JOB WITH LEGION OF ARMORY! YOU HAVE DRINKS WITH THINK TANK, TRADE STORY OF MANY WEAPONS DESIGNED AND DETAILS OF SCHOOL FOR ENGINEERING!

OR MAYBE YOU NOT DO THIS. PROBABLY IS BECAUSE YOU NEVER DESIGN WEAPON IN WHOLE LIFE. YOU LOOK AT SUPERIOR BY DESIGN HARRISON ARMORY CANNNON, THINK IT NEED CRAZY SHIT STICK ON ALL SIDES OF WEAPON. YOU HAVE DISEASE OF KARRAKIN TRADE BARONIES, CHANGE THING THAT IS FINE FOR NO REASON EXCEPT TO SHOW OFF AGAINST OTHER NOBLES IN CLASSROOM. YOU PUT BOOTLEG SEEKING PAYLOAD OF SSC MONARCH ON ONE SIDE, YOU PUT OVERKILL ON OTHER SIDE, YOU PUT TROOPER III SO YOU ARE LIKE CRADLE MOVIE GUY JOHNATHAN RAMBOLI. MAYBE YOU PUT SEX DILDO ON TOP TO FUCK YOURSELF IN ASSHOLE FOR MAKING SHAMEFUL TRAVESTY OF CANNON OF HARRISON ARMORY, NO?

CANNON IS FINE. YOU CRACK SHOT IT, IT ONLY GET IMMOBILIZED AND YOU STILL NO HIT LARGEST SIDE OF MOON. GO TO FIRING RANGE, PRACTICE WITH MANY SOLIDCORE. THEN YOU NOT NEED DUMB SHIT PUT ON SIDE OF ANDROMEDA.

[dhaaruni]

It's obviously true that the people posting Sydney Sweeney is fat slash ugly are doing it for engagement but all the people agreeing with them in the replies/QTs genuinely believe that because they're porn-brained losers who hate women lol.

Anyways, I like Sydney Sweeney because I feel like she’d be down to go to a [solidcore] class before brunch!

[elesheva]

(30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21)

at 31, i got into press-on nails the way that most women chop off their hair to feel, for just a moment, in control, and now i can't type as quickly, so i probably should have just gone with the haircut. at 31 i actually did not get any haircuts at all. i took a solidcore class and went back for another. i read enough romance novels to bring the cost per use of my kindle unlimited subscription down substantially. i cooked more and saw my friends less that i could have ever imagined. i moved into a home where i wake up with the cool brooklyn air coming in through the window.

at 31, i did not feel intellectually stimulated. i did not have one ounce of creative energy. what i mostly felt was tired, in ways familiar and ways new. i ran my second marathon and trained for my third. i was a fun employee and a varied friend and a pretty good wife and family member, but above all i was a tremendous parent to a person who was two and then three. there are times in my life -- many of them catalogued above -- when that would have sounded flimsy or wasteful, and maybe it is. you'll have to check in at 41.

[lottieweiss]

CLOSED FOR: @celestinadelacruz

LOCATION: lottie's house

"I think I prefer pilates after all, that felt really weird. Ambience music was a bit too much." Lottie mumbled as she sat down in one of the lounge chairs around her pool, next to Celestina, and still in their workout outfits after trying a yoga class for the first time. They often went to workout classes together, but seemed to like suffering through SolidCore, it felt more rewarding the more you suffered, or so Lottie told herself. She thanked the private chef after she'd left their smoothies in their hands and then turned to look back at her friend with a raised eyebrow. "So, the podcaster ambushed you out on the streets. Does she know you can fight?" Lottie asked, her tone staying leveled despite feeling annoyed that someone could have so much reach in such a short amount of time.

[bohemianlayaboutdisorder]

My mom wants to go to solidcore for Mother’s Day.

I got her some expensive almond butter from some boutique food shop. Small batch, with honey.