#weightlifting but flirty

[kneelingshadowsalome]

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Oh my god….

And Kortac’s enemies don’t understand where The Terror™ went, what could possibly have taken down a monster like that…König’s been even more menacing and violent and awful for several months now, taking every mission possible like he’s determined to destroy and kill everything he can, and there’s rumors he’s started literally ripping his opponents in half on the battlefield, and now he’s just...gone? So oh god, is there something worse out there??? Who is this who got to THAT behemoth of all people?? The rumors! The suspense! The horror!

Quick camera pan to reader, just singing to herself as she bakes some goodies to take to the sweet giant Austrian soldier (lmao she’s too forgiving, maybe she chalked up the “cunt licking” incident to a fluke, she’ll just have to be even MORE careful about where she lets him touch, he seems to get too excited). She just wants to do something nice for him, the poor man has been holed up in his company’s sick bay with something (turns out having your brain, heart, and cock explode are not good for your health, but “Blue balled into oblivion” is not something you can actually get diagnosed with, so it’s like…blood pressure issues or something).

König really should be more mindful of his health, tsk tsk.  

Oh god this just gets better and better, she's worse than all his enemies combined, and she's baking for our poor broken soldier?! This is too cute 😭💞 (oh and 'tease mother'?? I want this to be my new middle name lol!)

Sweet innocent reader also heard König got into a weightlifting accident. On top of all the exploded body parts, dude sprained his back really bad trying to do a deadlift PR with all the 55 lbs plates he could stack on the bar.

Unfortunately the metal gave up before König, it broke in half in the middle of his lift, and rumours say the whole stunt was actually a cry for help, a suicide attempt, even… But no one will ever know because this man is not what you could exactly call a genius 🫡 So maybe it truly was an accident?

And of course sweet reader bakes him some yummy delicacies to cheer him up!

But oh uh. König almost cowers in his bed when he sees her. He goes completely still as sweet reader approaches him in her cutest outfit ever, smiling like an angel and with a box full of muffins in her hands.

She floats next to his bed like the most innocent butterfly ever, opens the lid so that the cozy scent of baked goodies fills the entire room. Then she picks the biggest, most plump chocolate chip muffin from that box and folds his mask over his nose to give him a taste.

Her movements are those of a ballet dancer as she brings the glorious treat to his lips… but it's her breasts his gaze falls to as she leans forward and gives him an abundant view of the two globes of pure sin, pressed together under the neckline far too wide for her usual wear.

Does this woman even know what she is doing to him...?

Is she fucking deliberately teasing him?

His mouth opens just for the sake of that mouthwatering view, and she takes it as a cue of him wanting her to stuff his mouth full of muffin.

"There we go," she says approvingly as he takes a bite while staring at her breasts, hovering there not even an arms length away. "I made them extra sweet for you…"

The ample view of her soft tits right there in front of him while his mouth is full of melting chocolate is truly a new plane of hell. Were she to turn around to look, she would see the tallest, most vicious tent forming there beside her as his cock juts up under the sheet in all it's glory.

The muffin is still warm, and she licks the extra grease from her fingers when she's done feeding him. He imagines she's licking his cum off of those fingers instead, and almost groans from the dull pain the mere vision sends to his crotch.

"Don't worry. I know you'll be up in no time, King," she chimes and gives him an exceptionally flirty smile. Whatever new torture methods are being used on him now, he hopes to all the gods that the sweet girl won't look behind her. He will just be shamed and scolded for being hard again.

It's absurd and kind of sad how much he has changed since he met her... He feels equal to the mighty Prometheus, bound to an invisible rock and being tortured night after night after night. It almost brings tears to his eyes.

"Oh. My sweet hero… Are you in pain?" She caresses his face through the mask with genuine pity and worry. A teary hiccup is trying to push up his throat, but he forces it down.

Plump breasts and overly sweet muffins and an innocent woman calling him 'King' and 'hero'? Fussing about his health, thinking it's his back that's giving him pain… A tiny little tear almost, almost escapes the corner of his eye as he gives her a tiny, miserable nod.

"Poor thing. You know, I've been thinking…" she bites her lip, takes a deep breath too, sending those breasts swell inside her shirt and giving his cock another demanding pull.

"I really like you," she continues. "And I've finally decided. I want you to be my first."

Was zur Hölle…

His eyes go wide, but otherwise, he's still. The girl dares to give him a peaceful smile while his mind goes slowly blank from the voiceless, internal scream.

What the fuck has he done to deserve this?

She's finally ready, and he has broken his back so profoundly that there will be no moving for weeks. No exercise, no sudden movements, certainly no pounding her sweet, wet virgin pussy to his heart's content.

"We just need to wait until you get better. Doctor's orders!" she chirps as she softly boops his nose.

[mitsuyeaah]

late nights, heavy weights.

— rindou haitani

cw: gym bro!rindou, fluff, shy reader, rindou being a supportive & flirty gym bro, gym jargon. spotting: when a person assists the weightlifter to make sure they do the exercise in a safe manner without any injuries. <3

a/n: i was at the gym earlier and i got this idea. have not written for mr rindou haitani in a while sooo here he is!

it was one o’clock in the morning, the cool air of the early morning engulfed your body as you made your way to the entrance of the gym—the door beeping as you placed your key tag against the reader. walking in, you were met with the quiet gym music playing in the background. the gym was mostly empty; no staff in sight, and maybe one or two people working out and minding their business.

you liked working out around this time to avoid the after work rush hour, plus, you could go on at your own pace with no one waiting on you to use the equipment next. after stretching your body, you headed to the open squat rack, ready to hit legs for today.

your workout was going well so far, you were able to steadily squat heavier weights while maintaining a good form and a straight bar path. you wanted to opt for a lifting belt after placing another plate on the barbell but noticed that you must’ve forgotten it back at home. mentally cursing yourself, you looked around around the almost empty gym to see if anyone had a spare belt you could borrow.

one woman was on the treadmill—no luck with that—while a man was on a weightlifting platform, doing deadlifts. his two toned hair was tied in a low ponytail, hues of blonde and baby blue securely wrapped in a hair tie. the man sported a black muscle tee and shorts but what caught your eye was his unused lifting belt on the floor next to his belongings.

mustering up the courage, you waltzed your way over to the man and gently tapped his exposed arm. damn, he had muscles. he turned around and took an earbud out, “yeah?” his chest heaved up and down from the exercise he was doing, sweat dripping down his temples while stray hair stuck to his skin. you smiled at him, “um, if you don’t mind.. can i borrow your belt for a sec? i’m just on my last set of squats and i forgot mine at home.”

the man nodded, making a gesture to you that it was okay to use his belt. you quickly thanked him but before you decided to head back to the squat rack, he introduced himself as rindou, and you introduced yourself as well. warmth bloomed in your chest at a possible new found friend at the gym.

it was pretty hard to make friends at the gym since everyone was caught up in their own little world, you didn’t really mind it but you just wished you had some friends at the gym.

“oh, uh, i know this is probably asking for a lot.. but would you be okay spotting me? i totally get it if you’re busy!” you asked rindou, suddenly feeling embarrassed at the sudden question.

but, your embarrassment quickly faded away as he nodded, saying that he just finished his last set of deadlifts and could spare you a little time.

securely wrapping the belt around your waist, you positioned yourself against the bar, taking a deep inhale. “i’m going to place my hands here, okay?” rindou came close behind you, his muscled chest near your back. he was polite. usually when other people spotted you for squats, they wouldn’t even ask you if you were okay with their hands being so close to your chest.

you nodded, making eye contact with him through the mirror. rindou’s hands made its way just underneath your chest where your ribs ended. you felt warmth creeping up your cheeks and to your ears while he did that, internally panicking that someone as handsome as him was kind enough to spot you.

“ready when you are.” you felt his hot breath fan over your nape but you shrugged it away and nodded at him through the mirror again.

lifting the bar off the rack, rindou’s hands gripped your torso tighter to steady you from the weight of the bar and the plates. you sucked in a deep breath before lowering yourself into a squat and powering up into a standing position. rindou moved with you, squatting down as well to assist the whole motion of the exercise—throughout the whole set, he showered you with encouragement and praises which helped get you through the exercise.

“alright, last one. up!” you braced yourself for the final lift, feeling his hands tighten around you, trying to lift you back up.

after successfully executing the whole set, rindou casually reached his arm around to your front to snap the lifting belt off so you could breathe properly. the act surprised you but it also made your stomach practically do somersaults.

“wow, you did so good! feels like you didn’t even need me there. you did it like a champ!” you shied away from his constant praises, shaking your head and waving your hands to deny it.

“no, no! you definitely helped a lot, rindou. thank you kindly spotting me.. and for that belt release.” you bit your lip after saying the last few words. you swore your heart raced faster but you blamed it on the pre-workout, no way the man you just met was already making you melt. rindou raised a brow, the corner of his lip tugging up, “yeah? i can gladly do it again for you after your sets. just ask me.”

your jaw almost dropped at that. you felt your knees almost buckle at his response, not expecting the man to be so casual and brazen about it. rindou blamed it on his pre-workout for being this bold; he usually wouldn’t even go as far as to make conversation but with you, it just came out naturally.

“i mean.. as long as you don’t mind, i guess.” you let out a small chuckle, trying to hide the fact that you were absolutely losing your mind. rindou was definitely trying to woo you and you had no complaints about it whatsoever.

rindou mirrored your chuckle, “i’m very glad we’re on the same page here. it looks like there is something else to look forward to when i go to the gym, huh.”

you blinked at him, not knowing how to respond at his advances. rindou thought you were cute trying to wrack your brain for a response, the way your lips parted but no words came out.

“..i-i guess so.. um, thank you for letting me use your belt!” you awkwardly removed the lifting belt from around your waist and handed it over to him. he chuckled at your awkwardness but nonetheless, taking his belt back.

“guess i’ll see you around then? call me over if you need anymore help with any of your exercises.. or other things, doesn’t have to be gym related.” you smiled at him, shyly rubbing your nape. “i definitely will.. for both of those reasons.”

the two of you exchanged a few more words before going to your respective workout stations. a wide smile plastered on both your’s and rindou’s faces as you two resumed your workouts.

you had one more reason as to why you loved working out very early in the morning—it started with the letter ‘r’ and hopefully ended in something much more.

© mitsuyeaah

[luckycharms1701]

I'M BACK BABY

@writinandcrying you have been waiting. so patiently. forever. thank you so much. hopefully this does your request justice

Leonardo

The leader in blue is taken aback when his first tentative foray into flirting with you is met with a never-before-seen blush. You have always been so forward and confident that he expected more of the same when someone flirted with you. He has to pull back and reassess his flirting strategy.

He quickly finds that he is charmed by it. Finally, a way to get under your skin and make sure that you notice him over everyone else. He also quickly becomes protective over your flusteredness, he doesn’t want to embarrass you too much. (He doesn’t want to share this side of you with anyone else.) So his flirting with you tends to be small moments in private.

Leo spends a lot of time coming up with a nickname that is perfect. Not just anything will do, it has to be tailored to you and to your relationship with him. He knows he’s found the right one when he calls you by it and you hide your face in your hands and start stuttering. He never calls you anything else in private, and you get bashful every time he does. His favorite thing is the shiver it produces when he comes up and gives you a hug while whispering the nickname in your ear.

He ramps up the flirting slowly, pleased when you seem to acclimate a little to his advances. He takes his time, enjoying the process. So it comes as a surprise to him when he finally kisses you and you are surprised. He spent so long making his intentions clear, how could you not understand? This is followed by his first lesson on communication in a relationship.

Once everything is ironed out and the two of you are official, Leo is again surprised when you immediately start flirting back. You are always surprising him. (He never liked surprises, before. Now they add light to his life. You add light.) The two of you are annoying, according to his brothers, with the way you snipe at each other with smirks on your faces. He finds that he likes flirty you just as well as bashful you. Of course, if he does miss your bashful side all he has to do is wrap his arms around you and whisper that nickname in your ear. Never fails.

Raphael

The first time Raph flirts with you is a complete accident. He hadn’t meant to say it out loud. The two of you stare at each other wide eyed for a moment before you bury your face in your hands and he starts stuttering. He doesn’t know how to fix this. Donnie walks in, sees this, and immediately turns around and walks back out. It’s a mess of stutters and blushes and carefully not looking at each other, but you manage to get across that it’s okay, you even liked it.

Raph thinks about that. He thinks about it a lot. You liked it? Does that mean that he has a shot? He thinks about the look on your face before you covered it and decides that he needs to try. So the next time he sees you, he very carefully, very deliberately, drops a line. When your jaw drops and you blush brightly, he feels a satisfaction not unlike when he meets a particularly difficult weightlifting goal. He likes that. He likes it a lot.

Now that Raph knows that you’re into it he gains a lot of confidence. Maybe a little too much confidence. He naturally gravitates towards more physical forms of flirting. He is always quick to do things that show off his strength in your presence. (He is always quick to do that anyway, but more so if you’re there.) If you need some furniture moved, he will be offended if you ask anyone else. You have never been picked up so much in your life. You have never been touched so much in your life.

Every touch sends a little electric shock through you, and it’s overwhelming. Eventually you can’t take what you think is teasing anymore, and you ask him to cool it a bit. Raph is taken aback. He had been so wrapped up in feeling wanted that he hadn’t realized what was happening. “S-Sorry doll, didn’t mean to upset ya. I just like ya so much I got too excited. Won’t happen again.” Hold on. Freeze frame, rewind. He likes you back? That much? Well, that changes things.

The bear hug you receive when you tell him you want a relationship (stuttering the whole way through) settles something in your soul. Now it’s time for the tables to turn. The next time he touches you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, you nuzzle into his hand. His eyes widen and it’s his turn to blush. Every time you reciprocate his touches, he gets flustered. When you initiate a touch? He loses it a little. You’re honestly a little disappointed when he starts to adjust to the reciprocation. However, the smoldering looks and slow smirks that replace his bashfulness are well worth it.

Donatello

He’s a genius, so why can’t he figure out how to approach you? You’re so fun and confident, you make him nervous. But Donnie has never let nerves stop him before, and he’s not going to start now. He does make poor Leo suffer through a lot of practice first. It’s worth it, though, when he does make his move and he gets to witness the soft blush that infuses your face before you hide it behind your hands.

What a fascinating reaction! He wasn’t expecting that. Ever the scientist, he starts to experiment. He figures out what makes you hide your face, what makes you stutter, what makes you have to leave the room and scream into a pillow. He figures it out and he uses it ruthlessly to his advantage. He might lose himself a little in the experiment (and enjoying your reactions) and forget why this whole thing started.

When he refocuses himself, though, he has a comprehensive idea of what affects you the most and how best to get through your defenses to your heart. Once this turtle knows what he wants and how to get it, you don’t stand a chance. It’s precision strike after precision strike. He tends to keep it more private so as not to embarrass you too much, but if the mood strikes him (or you’re just too cute for him to handle), he’ll smirk at you just right from across the room and send you spiraling. Sometimes, in private, he’ll pry your hands away from your face so he can see your pretty face. The tease.

It’s during one such moment when he decides that it’s time to take the next step. Carefully pulling your hands away from your face, he leans in to kiss your nose. (Eyes widen and snap to him, he notes internally as he pulls away a bit. Blush deepens.) Then he kisses you properly. (Oh… static. That’s an interesting reaction from himself. He makes a note to examine that later, when he’s not… distracted…) He is pleased when you begin to kiss him back.

After, when the two of you have discussed what comes next, he admits a little bashfully to the experiment. He’s not expecting you to grin at him. “Well, turnabout’s fair play, right?” It’s your turn to figure out what makes him blush. Unfortunately there’s not much, but that doesn’t stop you. Looking up at him from underneath your eyelashes? He’ll need to clear his throat. Being territorial about being the only one allowed in his space? It’ll lead to him ducking his head and rubbing his neck. The only way you’ve discovered to pull a blush from him, though, is to sit in his lap while he’s working.

Michelangelo

Mikey has, of course, been flirting with you from the very beginning. This means that when he wants to get serious about pursuing you, he’s not sure how to differentiate between his play flirting and actual flirting. Fortunately for him, you give him the clue he needs without him having to try anything… adventurous. Normally you take his play flirting in stride, even flirting back. But one time he gets a little sappy, a little lost in his feelings, and he lets his fondness for you show on his face. The second he sees your reaction, the way you can’t respond and immediately avert your eyes, he knows what he needs to do.

He is absolutely ecstatic that he gets reactions like this out of you. And all he has to do is let you see how he feels? Maybe brush his fingers against your arm as his eyes get impossibly warm? You hide your face with a groan and he grins. He didn’t think it was possible to love you any more than he already did, but this new side of you is proving him wrong. Mikey goes a little crazy with the power and looks to pull that bashful expression from you whenever and wherever he can. He’s a little obnoxious about it honestly.

While he’s not afraid to drop a smoldering look or a fond smile in front of his brothers to see your blush, he prefers to save some things for private. Like how the way he tugs on your sleeves brings a shy smile to your face. Or the wide eyed surprise when he picks you up and twirls you around. (You can’t hide your face because you’re using your hands to hold onto him. That is definitely on purpose.) Or the little giggle he gets when he says something over the top ridiculous. Those are his favorite reactions, and he wants them to be witnessed by him alone.

Eventually he breaks. He’s enjoyed the ‘will they won’t they’ stage, but he’s ready for the ‘they will’ part to start. So he asks you out. It’s second nature at this point to let his love show on his face, and you are overwhelmed. All you can do is nod. Mikey is overjoyed and picks you up and spins around like he has so many times before, but this time your reaction is laughter. And oh, he likes that too. When he puts you down, he doesn’t let go this time. He knocks your foreheads together, the personification of sunshine. The joyous smile on your own face takes his breath away.

Once you and Mikey start dating, both of you are walking on sunshine! The honeymoon phase is nauseatingly sweet, much to the disgust of his brothers. You can often be found staring into each other’s eyes, basking in the other’s affection. Mikey is not used to having someone match his energy like this. The fact that you meet him touch for touch, look for look, affection for affection? It means everything to him. Sometimes words and looks aren’t enough to express that, and he has to wrap you up in the biggest hug he can manage. It heals a hole in his soul that he didn’t even realize he had.

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Lyle being your flirty gym buddy headcanons

inspired by @xandy-toady17 and their HC on Lyle being the type to flex his muscles during sex 🫣

* Lyle is a total gym rat, the man loves his muscles and he knows the ladies do too

* Definitely one to focus on muscle building and cardio to feel the burn, no pain no gains and all that

* 100% drinks protein shakes every day, which is what he has instead of coffee in the morning

* Lyle probably got fit before he got into the marines so when he joined he was already a pretty stacked guy and it made him feel above the other newbies

* Loves his gym buddies and pushes them toward their goals via encouragement and tough love

* Will swap someone’s weights out without them knowing so they finally get to that next step in their workout plan

* This man’s mental health is influenced by how much he works out so he’s pretty adamant about working out as much as possible (without over doing it) because when he doesn’t work out he feels weird

* After getting his first time card punched and being reloaded into a new, bigger, stronger body he’s even more determined to work out

* You catch him shirtless and flexing quite often and whenever you see him looking so seriously at himself in the mirror you can’t help but snort

* “Falling in love with ourselves in the mirror are we big guy?” You call out as he turns around and flashes a toothy grin

* “Well Short Stack, I’m on the menu if you’d like a taste for yourself.” He smiles suggestively and follows with a “You know my mama told me not to cross anything off until I’ve tried it. Just so happens I have a free evening tonight.”

* You pause for a minute and bring your hand up to your mouth while making a point to check him out. You catch a glimpse of his tail swaying from side to side (which is what he does subconsciously when he’s anticipating something)

* You let a small flirty smile dance on your lips and you lower your voice to sound sexier and his tail picks up it’s pace. “I’m gonna have to pass on that one Champ, as tempting as those biceps are”

* His lips form a quick frown but he plays it off “Whatever, you’re missing out!” You let out a laugh and walk around him, tugging his tail as you step away. “Missing out on what? Protein powder?” You give a sharp pull on his tail before dropping it and walking away. He lets out a deep groan and tsks to your back.

* Calls after you smugly “Hate to see you leave but damn do I love to watch you go.” Which causes you to let out another laugh.

* Lyle is pretty adventurous when it comes to fitness so when he catches you doing some yoga poses after sitting at your desk for a few hours he asks if he can join you. You stop in the middle of a stretch and look at him confused. “Yeah I guess if you want to?”

* Lyle takes it surprisingly serious and follows your movements exactly. Lyle joining you for yoga/ stretching becomes a common occurrence during your day to day operations in the shack.

* This ends up turning into a way for the both of you to bond and he always comes back each morning with new poses he found from old databases. You always expect him to say “Syke! Can’t believe you thought I’d do pussy shit like yoga” but he never does. Instead he looks forward to it, and not just because your ass looks amazing in your poses.

* Eventually he gets you involved in more physical activities like cardio and some light weightlifting, which you didn’t have much experience with.

* He was an awesome teacher though, patient and always reassuring you that you didn’t have to push through the discomfort if it got to be too much. He made sure you always did your stretches and even snuck away a foam roller from the gym for you to keep at the shack.

* The moment that his attractiveness hit you the most was when you were on the foam roller rolling it down your upper back when he put his hands on your waist and guided you back up as you almost slipped off. His hands were huge compared to the size of your body and you did your best to hide your flustered expression

* If he could smell your arousal he certainly didn’t show it and you were thankful not to have any smart ass comments about how sexy he was. In fact he helped you up and said “You did a really good job today, I’m really impressed with how much progress you’ve made!”

* Of course your muscles would ache after each session and you’d be a little shaky in the legs but Lyle was always there to support you (literally). He make sure you’d stay hydrated, give you massages to the most painful muscles, and always encourage you to take it slow and cool down after each workout.

* After one particularly hard workout with you lifting a new record for yourself he starts hyping you up. “Hell yeah Short Stack! Show them how it’s done! One more, you can do it! Oorah!” You let the weights fall to the floor and give him a big smile, proud of yourself for accomplishing your latest goal.

* “You did awesome, pretty soon you’ll be able to kick my ass if I’m not careful.” He starts picking up the equipment and putting it back into it’s temporary home. “Why don’t you hit the shower, a hot soak will probably make you feel pretty good. I’ll make us up some grub”

* You bit your lip and stare at his muscles back. Damn he really was handsome and that avatar body was doing him all the favors. You had grown so close and you’ve seen a completely different side to him over the past few months that you finally give in.

* “Why don’t you come join me instead?” You see him pause and his ears twitch a bit at the tips. He stands up and turns toward you. “Uhh you wanna pass that by me again?” Now is your moment to either put up or shut up and you make the leap.

* “I said, why don’t you” you point at him, “come take a shower with me” you move your finger so you’re pointing at yourself. He seems unnaturally stoic for a minute but then he bring a hand up to his face and laughs as he drags his palm across his cheek. “If I would have known that getting you to work out with me was all it took to see you naked I would have done that from the start!”

* He strides over and picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, his huge hand resting on your ass. Your face was flushed not only from the work out but the sudden proximity you found yourself in. What did I get myself into you think as Lyle opens the bathroom door.

[sparxaf]

The Inscrutability of Alex

So I might be working on an S7 Alex fic. I mean, I'm probably not working that. But I could be. Maybe. Anyway, for mysterious reasons, I decided to replay the current episodes because I found myself confused by a couple things with Alex. And a second playthrough left me even more confused. I sent @mrsbsmooth a nearly three minute, babbling voice note, asking her if I was missing something, because I cannot figure out how to write him.

This character is described by multiple others as having "golden retriever" energy. Something he absolutely does not have. I'd say he's not even that playful. It's just bizarre for anyone to say that. Nothing about him is overly energetic. Both Raf and Bryson are much better described like that. Alex has the most whistle-whilst-mowing-the-lawn-in jorts-dad energy ever. Golden retriever he is not.

So okay, his energy doesn't match the description. That's not a huge issue on its own. But like...who is he? He says he's not cocky, just confident.

Hmmm. Never is a strong word, innit?

Now, a less cynical person might say that Fusebox is just writing a realistic depiction of someone who is unaware of his own cockiness, but since I am a cynical asshole, I'm saying that Fusebox is not in the business of nuance. They make the same amount of money whether they spend the extra energy to give it depth or not. So they're never gonna bother with that. This is just inconsistent writing. Now, we all know that Alex's most overtly acknowledged trait is his desire to "Take things slow." He says he's looking for the one, and he's not gonna rush that. He knows things move fast there, but he still wants to take his time. He didn't kiss Estelle on the first night. He was uncomfortable with Summer being so forward before he knew anything about her. So how does a guy who takes things slow answer a question from a virtual stranger about what he does for a living?

A dirty joke. Yes, very much setting the tone for his lack of cockiness and his desire to take things slow 🙄 Though I do enjoy MC responding with "Very presumptive, but good to know." 😆😆😆 Not to mention, when he finds out you can snog during the icebreaker, he's not like, "Um too soon." Instead his eyes light up like he can't wait. It's so baffling. So let's say maybe he's just a slow mover who is also really flirty by nature. That feels like he's sending mixed signals at best and manipulating you at the worst. Now this one really threw me for a loop. There's a gem scene where you can ask the boys to tell you something cute about themselves. Alex tells a story about having a crush on a gym bunny and how it led him to weightlifting in order to ask her out. But he kept putting it off and by the time he finally got the nerve, she was already dating someone. So he learned not to hesitate. He learned to just go for it.

Um... what? That's a strange perspective to have for someone whose entire ethos is "Take it slow." Now, I'm aware that he is very straight forward with MC about where his head is at, so perhaps he just meant that he doesn't waste time letting someone know he's interested, but he still wants to take the relationship slow? I don't know. Last, but not least, on night one, you couldn't even kiss Alex (unless I'm misremembering). You could only snuggle. But on night two, Alex says he still wants to take it slow, but he wants to a little something. So the game gives us some options. And the first choice was to do bits. Now, this might be my fault, but I assumed that "bits" in this case would be some kissing and making out. Heavy petting. Maybe some under the clothes touching. But, to my utter shock, no it's not just a heavy make out sesh. Nope. He finger blasts you. He straight up bypasses the face lips and tiddies, and goes straight to rubbing the bean and shoving a digit inside of your person. It's an awfully intimate act for someone like him who's only been alone with you three times, and beyond challenge smooches (if you chose to even take those), has still never really made out with, nor kissed you privately. I would like to clarify that I'm not judging how fast or slow anyone goes in their personal lives. But I am I'm judging this character's pace in relation to the things he's been saying about his pace.

I wrote most of this before the last batch of episodes so I'll only lightly touch on the fact that Alex seems nearly ready to ask you to marry him the day after bringing you to the villa. So "taking it slow" really went out the window altogether.

Long story long, there are aspects to Alex I like. I mean, I'm writing him right now (OR AM I?) so it's not all bad. But it's really hard to attempt any canon reinterpretation, when I can't even sort out what canon is.

It just doesn't make sense. Is he cocky or not? Is he a slow mover or does he believe in not wasting time? Is he an inner city gym rat bro, or is he a home-on-the-range papa who wants to build you a cottage, and make babies? Is his whole "slow burn" thing some kind of manipulation to hide that he's a fuckboy (which would be hilarious) or he's just very badly written?

I love a good, lively conversation, so go ahead and let me know your thoughts. But for those who are rather... overly invested in Alex, feel free to yell at me about his perfection and how wrong and dumb I am. I look forward to deleting your vitriol.

[invisiblequeen]

@squea Heard you got a sim that needs a friend. May I present...Elayne Tang?

(ExCUSE ME, miss n0body, I can introduce myself, thank you!)

No. We'll do it together. I'll lay out the basics and you can interject.

(LOL Like you could stop me! HI SQUEA!)

Name: Elayne Tang (they KNOW that already, girl keep up--)

Age: Young Adult (Don't let the 'young' fool you, though. I. Am. GROWN.)

Hometown: Windenburg (where the nightlife is the right life! ha! get it?)

Career: Aerobics Instructor (And it’s still not enough to tire me out!)

Status: Single (to all you hopefuls out there, the way to my heart is on the dance floor. ;))

Skill Stats: (BOOOOO how dare you try to quantify my value-- )

Fitness: 2 (weightlifting is so BORIING, let’s go pop lock and drop it instead!) Charisma: 8 (I mean, with a smile like this, how can I NOT—) Dancing: 5 (DANCE IS LIFE) Research & Debate: 7 (I have a page of bullet points on why the Jubislide is actually the work of spell casters making you think you as a mortal can do that shit—) Cleaning: 4 (I’m not DIRTY!…I’m just…messy. There’s a difference, right??) Comedy: 6 (Not to get cynical, but life is a joke, so why not roast it?) Cooking: 3 (You want a grilled cheese served with creamy tomato soup? I’m your girl. You want a five course entree go to that Ilama restaurant over there. Hmph.)

Aspiration: Trend Setter (Have you SEEN this outift? I AM the trend!) Traits: Clubber, Creative, Dance Machine, Flirty and Brave (Probably why I didn’t flinch when I saw that dude fall from the sky.) Lifestyles: People Person & Energetic (You tell your friends to get with my friends, and we’ll all be friends that dance on weekends!) Clubs: Founder Of The Club, “Two Steppers” (Where all you gotta do is DANCE TILL YOU CAN’T DANCE NO MORE!)

(In conclusion I am literally the best bestie you could ever ask for and CORRRRN, if you're ready to see the world and learn a few moves while doing it, I'd be happy to help you! xoxoxoooooo!)

sigh We hope you consider Elayne Tang as one of Corn's new friends. Thank you and goodnight.

(Now look at my shoes.)

[yehisi]

You and you'r lips - nishimura rk

In which your bestfriend took the chance he's been waiting for.

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: flirty bestfriend!niki x female-lead.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: kissing, fluff

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"ah, finally were here, our school is so far away." you said, sighing while sitting down on your couch in your room. "We only walked for 5 minutes." You bestfriend said.

"shut up niki, 5 minutes is alot." you said, "whatever." niki answered as he got on your couch and layed down on your thighs, making you flustered.

Nishimura niki, your bestfriend of 2 years but also your crush.

Niki recently picked up the habit of laying down on your thighs, which would make your heart beat every single time. And your feelings for him would not help at all.

"Y/n, you okay?" You came back to reality when a hand tapped your shoulders. "Huh? Uh yeah, I'm fine." You said, as niki just nodded.

your heart was beating so fast that it could explode any moment. Thank god he wasn't laying on your chest.

But what you didn't know, was that niki actually knew that him laying on your thighs made you nervous, flustered and made your heart beat fast.

He liked the idea of him being the cost of your heart beating. So he never missed the chance to lay on your thighs when you guys were alone.

"should we watch a movie?" Niki asked you, making you look at him. Meeting his eyes.

there was one thing that you absolutely adored about your bestfriend and that was his eyes. His eyes were the most beautifullest eyes that you have ever seen. And they never failed to make you sink into his gaze.

"y/n, did you hear me?" Niki asked again, taking you back to reality, "uhh yeah, what movie do you wanna watch?" You asked. "I don't know, you pick." niki answered as you nodded.

"well, we can watch this new kdrama, cheerup. I heard it's really sad but funny, or we can continue watching weightlifting fairy Kim bok-joo. Or maybe an anime?"

as you were suggesting things to watch, you noticed that niki wasn't even listening. You kept getting nervous as you saw him looking at your lips. You tried your best not to look down, as you would meet niki's eyes.

"So, what do you wanna watch?" You asked him, telling him to choose from those what you suggested. "I don't know which one to pick." niki answered. "Just pick, niki." You said.

niki suddenly got up, leaving your thighs, making you confused. "Don't we need snacks first." Niki answered with a smirk on his face, coming close to your face, making you lean away in flusterness.

"What snacks do you want? We have chips." You answered. "Do you have any sweet snacks?" Niki asked, "yes." You answered. "I can go bring them." You said, trying to get up but got holden down by niki trapping you with his arms. Making your faces just inches away.

"but I already have a snack infront of me." niki said, making you confused. "Where?" you asked as niki giggled cheekily. You also noticed that niki kept looking at your lips then back to your eyes.

Which made you 10 times more nervous then you already were. Heart deadass about to explode. "your lips ofcourse, dumbass." Niki answered making your eyes widen. "m-my lips?" You asked as niki nodded with a smirk.

"but how do you know that, if you haven't even kissed me before." You covered your mouth, realising what you just said, as niki's smirk grew even bigger. "Should i kiss you then?" niki asked, coming closer to your face, that if you move, your lips will definitely touch.

"w-what?" "You asked, not believing what you just heard. "I said, should I kiss you then?" niki said, repeating he's question. You stayed silent, too stunned to speak.

"Wel-" before you could say anything, you felt a pear of lips on you'rs. And they were no other then your bestfriends lips.

niki pulled away and looked into your eyes."So sweet." He answered, making you blush. He chuckled seeing you blush, which made you immediately hide your face with your hands.

niki took your hands off of your face, looking into your eyes. And without a word, he kissed you again. Longer this time.

You guys suddenly heard a gasp from your door, making you two to immediately look at the direction. You see your sister, standing in the door way looking shocked.

niki immediately got up from you, eyes widened. As you also got up, sitting up.

You two look at each other, knowing you guys are in so much trouble.

"I'm so telling Mom." your sister says.

------------------------------------------------------------note: this is my first story after a while, I'm so sorry for not posting. I've been busy with exams and homework, but I'm back now and back with a Niki story <333

[nautiscarader]

It’s dumb, but I have “asserting dominance” in my head and it’s not going away. Just an image of girls being aggressively flirty with their boys in hopes of the boys submitting or domineering. Wendy in a bathrobe on the couch, manspreading for Dipper. Amalia spotting some girl flirting with Yugo and wrapping her arms around him. Jinx stripping down for naked gymnastics while Cyborg is weightlifting. Roxanne letting her hands roam when she and Max are at a concert.

definitely approve of this mind bug :D

Love the idea of Wendy in a white bathrobe, spreading it just enoughto show her red, bush,wet not only from her recent shower... And once Dipper, being a good boyfriend helps her get dry and coil herlong hair, he gets to experience that wetness, with Wendy locking her legs behind him, so he will cum inside - she doesn't want to tale a second shower, after all...

The poor Ecaflipette only sees Amalia's arm coling around Yugo's shoulder in a more-than-protective hug,because she doesn't spot a vine around his ankle, and then going up his shorts, just to see if his thoughts have betrayed him. And if they didn't,well, now they will...

Jinx has perfect excuse to twist her body and show Cyborg her booty - the gym is open for everyone, and it's his fault for staring, even if she is arching directly above him, perfect for acrobatic 69, if only she breaks his spirit...

Roxanne was a bit sad that she will miss the final song of their favourite band, but with her hand sneaking into Max's pants, she started a series ofevents impossible to stop. They were now behind the stadium, her shirt lifted, her legs around him, as he took her on some crates. The music silenced the rattling, but not her angellic moan, coinciding with the big rock finish that made the crowd erupt with cheers at the same time Max exploded deep inside her. And when they heard chanting of "encore", Roxanne said the same, wanting more of him on that unforgettable night...

[sundotter]

♡ QUEER HOUSING OPPORTUNITY ♡

♡ 7 fun, flirty creatives looking for an 8th to fill a vacancy in our attic (outfitted w/ sink). sublet term 7/10-7/22 ♡

requirements:

- 420 unfriendly

- no olfactory sensitivities or asthma

- ontologically incapable of violence (afab)

- zygotically svelte (no weightlifters)

- no history of BPD (if diagnosed with GAD: cancels out)

- good w/ plants and cat litter underfoot

- literate

- social, yet independent QUEEN (i know that’s you)

- can operate loom (duties traded triweekly)

♡ email ccvanderbilt@gmail.com w/ personal recommendation (no parents or monogamous partners), alma mater, & handpoke portfolio to be considered ♡

[zerobaseonefics]

i'm glad to know i'm not insane because 😪😪 doom at your service ricky has taken over my mind

but i also thought for a bit about the other zb1 members and which kdrama male lead they'd be and i already have a few of them!!

so first of all the lil cutie park gunwook. HE IS LITERALLY THE LOVE CHILD OF HAN SEOJUN AND LEE SUHO don't tell me i'm wrong because i am RIGHT. he looks super intimidating and acts so confident just like han seojun but soon enough we find out both of them are just cute boys that deserve all the love in the world💔💔 and like suho, gunwook is academically smart and comes off as intimidating but he's just a lil awkward that's all.

the second candidate is kim taerae as this bro from while you were sleeping i forgot his name. BUT i just thought of it while on the toilet and everybody knows toilet thoughts are superior. like both of them are super attractive but they're also kind of losers (affectionate 🫶). idk but taerae just fits his vibe SO MUCH i swear!! i can see him doing whatever the male lead did in the show. the awkward things AND the brave/badass things 😽

and then we have your bias as kang chul from w two worlds. they're both the main characters from their shows and. idk. hanbin just fits the vibe toooooo much. he would be SO cool as an agent or whatever tf kang chul was but yeah millionaire hanbin, rlly smexy🤧 he cared so much for his friends and family, it's just. ugh. perfect.

and lastly, the last member is jiwoong but it's probably not as accurate. kang taemoo. IKIK ricky "young and rich tall and handsome" and all that blah blah but jiwoong just fits so much as well???? i can literally see him go "you know what my credit card and my love for you have in common? they both have no limit" and then send a wink your way. taemoo was flirty but unintentionally, jiwoong would do it intentionally 😪 also we know that taemoo was for the boys and the girls (he and his manager......... 🤨) and we know what jiwoong was doing before lol.

yeah that was all i could think of. i kind of think hao could be lee suho while gunwook would be han seojun but yeah gunwook fits the both of them ate the same time a lil too much. i haven't watched enough kdramas to assign all members a male lead sadly☹️

-anon_x2

ok im sorry that im answering this just now omg i read it yesterday but tbh i was so tired my brain couldn't speak english correctly....... and i wanted to give you a proper answer cUZ I LOVE YOUR MESSAGE

you're sooo right about gunwook and if i had to choose which one of suho or seojun i'll give him, i think i'd go with seojun bcz of his personality. ++ the way seojun respected jookyung regardless of whether or not she loved him back, and never left her side </3 this is a very gunwook thing me thinks

next omg WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING IS MY FAVORITE KDRAMA </3 i can totally picture him in jung jaechan cuz you said it yourself... :

AND HE IS ONE. A LOSER WHO ALWAYS ENDS UP WINNING BUT STILL.

i could've seen gyuvin in this as well BUT THEN. idk if you've seen weightlifting fairy kim bokjoo BUT HEAR ME OUT GYUVIN IN THE ROLE OF NAM JOOHYUK IN THIS ONE. IT'S SCREAMING GYUVIN THE MAN IS ALWAYS CAUSING TROUBLE AND JOKING AROUND BUT‼️‼️‼️ HE'S SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT‼️‼️‼️ bonus point : he is tall

now i have to correct you SUNG HANBIN IS NOT MY BIAS 👹👹👹👹 EVERYONE IS SAYING THE CONTRARY BUT MY BIAS IS GUNWOOK 👹👹👹👹👹👹 i've never finished W cuz the female lead was pissing me off but i can definitly see hanbin playing kang cheol ✋🏼 however . i have another proposition . idk if you've seen the korean movie 20th century girl (if you didnt, i recommand you to!! it's not long since it's a movie and i personally loved it) but hanbin is giving pong woonho

i haven't seen business proposal yet so idk the character you're talking abt for jiwoong </3 but with what you're telling me abt him, it seems quite correct and jiwoong is an actor anyways he better adapt to my anon² thoughts 👹

as for hao i could say baek inho from cheese in the trap???? or maybe i'm just saying this cuz he plays music and im in love with both of them

[trashyocstash]

profile for khutulun

Khutulun

(pronounced ku-two-yoon...i think)

Nickname: Khu

Age: 18 years old

Gender: Female

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Brown

Family: Doris(adopted grandmother), Kaidu Khan(biological father), unknown mother

Love Interest: Walt

Heritage: Mongolian 

Clone Mother: Khutulun(1260-1306), an undefeated wrestler and warrior from the Mongolian Empire 

Khutulun is the clone of the wrestler and warrior of the same name, and inherited much from her, namely her strength, beauty and height(the original Khutulun was compared to a giantess). She has a more quiet, calm personality in contrast to her strength and power.

As her clone mother was a princess, Khutulun is a part of the royal clones. Even with her being tomboyish, she is not ashamed of her princess title and happily embraces it.

Personality 

Khutulun is quiet, relaxed and calm, she rarely is angered and tends to appear stoic, even to the point of callousness to others. Her stoic personality, combined with her height and strength makes her come across as very intimidating to people, who tend to be scared of her.

Despite this however, she really is very sweet and kind, people generally just don't take the time to get to know her out of their fear of her. She is surprisingly gentle, with a loving, supportive, caring and understanding nature.

She is introverted, generally preferring to be by herself, or with a small number of people. Khutulun is happiest when with Walt.

Relating to Walt, Khutulun is surprisingly a hopeless romantic, she loves love and has always wanted it for herself, in contrast to her clone mother only wishing to marry the man who could defeat her in wrestling, which did not happen. Her clone prefers to have someone who loves her for her, but that didn't happen until meeting Walt, who she is romantic and loving with.

Khutulun also has a seductive side to her, and likes to tease and act flirty and mischievous with a man she is interested in. She is aware of her attractiveness after all.

She's also quite confident, tough, assertive and brave. Khutulun doesn't take others shit and stands up for herself and others.

Interests and Hobbies 

Khutulun is athletic, she enjoys sports and because of her clone mother, has always gravitated the most towards wrestling. Growing up, she watched wrestling on TV and liked to copy the moves she saw. Connected to her athleticism, she's also very strong, and likes to do weightlifting. She's also great at swimming, running and horseback riding.

Surprisingly, she has a feminine side to her. Khutulun likes makeup, skirts and dresses. She likes feeling pretty, and likes wearing pretty clothes, something a little connected to her technically being a princess, she also just genuinely enjoys it.

Khutulun did not grow up in either Mongolia or in a Mongolian family, which led her to seeking out things related to her heritage, which she has a deep fascination with.

She also enjoys watching Disney movies with Walt.

Relationships

Walt

Walt is Khutulun's boyfriend, and they have a very loving, close relationship. They balance each other out, with Khutulun's more relaxed personality able to calm Walt's short temper. They are the odd couple at Clone High.

They met when Jackie brought Khutulun over to Walt and Jim's house, and Walt was mesmerized seeing her for the first time. Things really hit off when Walt brought Khutulun to his room and showed her one of his theories, which made her laugh and she wanted to hear more. The two grew closer from there, slowly falling in love.

Walt accidentally confessed his feelings during a dinner at her place, which made Khutulun attempt to close herself off from him, which quickly failed. He knew her well enough to know something was wrong and attempted to mend things by seeing a movie with her, which worked, and they soon started dating.

Doris

Doris is Khutulun's foster grandmother, and they're very close. Doris was lonely, with no one around in her life and being infertile, she always wanted a child of her own and happily settled on adopting Khutulun, who has brought her happiness.

Khutulun helps Doris with her physical health problems brought on by age, such as helping her up and down the stairs.

Jackie

Jackie was Khutulun's first real friend, meeting her at the local stables and soon the two bonded, and their friendship led to Khutulun meeting her boyfriend Walt.

Jim

Jim was pretty scared of Khutulun initially, which hurt her. Once Jim found out, he apologized and they became friends.

George 

George is an ex-boyfriend of Khutulun, but their relationship ended amicably and they remained friends.

Pat

Khutulun was initially annoyed by Pat, with her obvious interest in Walt, but eventually, after Khutulun and Walt became a couple, they managed to become friends.

Joan

With their foster grandparents getting together, the two met and developed a sisterly relationship.

Toots

Khutulun was happy to see him with Doris, and they get along.

History 

Khutulun is a part of the government's clone army project, her clone mother was chosen specifically to be cloned because of her strength and combat abilities, with the hopes her clone would inherit these, which she did. She was adopted by a kindly older woman named Doris, who raised her in the town meant for the clones and their adopted families, Exclamation. A blissfully unaware Doris raised Khutulun, raising her to be good, kind and caring, and deeply loving her. After a life of loneliness, Doris found happiness in raising Khutulun.

Growing up, Khutulun was seen as scary by the other children because of her quiet personality combined with her skill and strength, which only worsened with age, making her lonely. But she remained kind in spite of it all, and focused on her athletic abilities, and eventually caring for Doris with the challenges brought on by age.

When she arrived in high school, Khutulun was noticed for her beauty and become the object of many guy's affections, but only for sex, with the exception of George, leaving her dejected and believing she couldn't be loved. This only changed when she met Walt, as he loved her for her and eventually convinced her of such, leading them to become a couple.

Clone Parent Information 

Khutulun was born c. 1260 to her father Kaidu Khan and an unknown mother. Her father was a powerful ruler in Central Asia, and Khutulun assisted him in battle, notably helping him fight her cousin Kublai Khan, ruler of the Yuan Dynasty in China. She was described by Marco Polo as "a superb warrior, one who could ride into enemy ranks and snatch a captive as easily as a hawk snatches a chicken." She was her father's favourite child, and he went to her for advice and political support.

She is most notable for challenging any man who wished to marry her to beat her in wrestling, if they lost, she received horses from them and she is said to have gotten as many as 10,000. Supposedly, she did marry, to a man who did not beat her, but his identity is unknown and varies, the only named possible suitor is Ghazan, the Mongol ruler of Persia.

Kaidu's favouritism towards Khutulun, according to some accounts, led to him trying to name her as his successor before his death in 1301, but her male relatives objected. Despite never becoming a khan herself, she is included in the book "The Secret History of the Mongol Queens". Khutulun guarded her father's tomb along with her brother Orus, and was challenged by her other brothers and a relative named Duwa for resisting their succession.

Khutulun died c. 1306, but her cause of death is unknown, only that she was either 45 or 46 at the time.

walt, jackie, jim, pat and george owned by @glampyra

[mx-julien]

cole is strong enough that the weights at dareth's gym aren't actually enough for the kind of workouts he wants to do. fortunately, zane is very heavy and willing to be picked up by cole specifically. cole may die of pure flustered energy but that's ok it was his turn to anyways.

Glacier; Gen

also read on Ao3

P.S. this is s2-ish Cole, who is younger and not very good with things. same with Zane, who is a bit more awkward. also my writing here is a lot more casual, which is not really my style usually just a btw.

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Dareth's Studio isn't the Monastery, but it's more training-friendly than most other places, so it does fine. It does have a big display window at the front, though, so it's better for showing off than being clandestine.

Cole pulls out weights from the rack, sliding them onto the bar one at a time. There's no one else in the main room; everyone else has hobbies to go to on their free days. He, on the other hand, drew this morning and lost all inspiration a few pages in, so weightlifting it is. He used to get a spotter for these things, but now that he's supernaturally gifted with strength, he doesn't need to worry about how much he can lift. The only concern nowadays is how much the gym has to offer him. The ones here total at 200 lbs, which is pretty good, but still a light workout.

Cole catches himself staring out the window. Jay and Nya are usually game for balancing on the barbells, but they're out on a date right now.

A door opens behind him.

It's Zane. The last time Cole had seen him, he'd been in pajamas making breakfast for everyone. Apparently those responsibilities never get the day off. Now, he's in a light blue button down with the sleeves rolled up and top button fastened. That and the khaki pants he's wearing are probably pretty hot, but he never seems to mind much with the temperature unless he's literally on fire or surrounded by lava.

Zane still has a hand on the doorknob, "I hope I'm not interrupting," he has that little side smile on and Cole's trying to figure out what he was even doing before- Weights, right.

"No no, of course not," he moves to lean on the wall, "I was just getting ready to-" he gestures at the bar in front of him, "What's up?" he looks up and attempts to smile nonchalantly.

Zane glances at the weights and walks into the room fully, "Oh, I was-" he stops for a second - probably thinking about whatever it is he's heading off to do - and then resumes, "You're the only one that's off on their own today, so I figured I'd see if you wanted any company."

"Oh yeah! That'd be great, I'm- um," he looks around the room, "Well, I'm working out right now, but-" He can't just invite him out somewhere, can he? It'd probably be too forward. Cole shuffles his feet and glances back at him.

"I don't mind," he moves sit on a chair next to the wall, "I just thought I might keep you company. No need to stop," he crosses his legs, "For me."

He'd do a lot more for him, honestly, with sharing the gym equipment being somewhere close to the bottom of the list. He stares for a moment, "You know, if you want to lift weights, you can use these. They're not enough for me to workout with, anyways, and a day off won't make me deflate."

Zane smiles at that, setting his hands on his knee, "I'm not interested in working out. I'm just here to keep you company," he cocks his head a little to the side, "Like I said."

While he's working out? Why would he do that? It's nice, maybe, but a little awkward for the both of them. He relents, though, because Zane might be using this as an excuse to be around others if he can't admit it to himself. Better awkward than lonely, so he bends down to grab the bar, "Okay. Cool. I'll just," Did these things get heavier since he last used them? "Get started then."

~*~

After twenty minutes or so of lifting, he's sweaty, drops tickling his chest and soaking the back of his tank top. All his black ones are in the wash right now, so he probably looks disheveled in his sheet white top. He's not as tired as he should be after lifting 200 pounds, and the empty weights rack mocks him from across the room.

Zane, however, is still sitting there and seems to have spaced out when he was looking over at Cole. He shifts his gaze to Cole's face as he sets the bar down, though, so he's not out of it entirely. He smiles a little again, "Water?"

"Yeah, I've got some," he grabs his water bottle and sits down on the floor near Zane's chair, "Not that tired, though," he sets his bottle down, having drained it, "Dareth doesn't have enough weights for that," he looks over and smiles at Zane. Now's probably the most casual time to bring up something else to do. Maybe the park or the bookstore or-

"That's about 200 pounds, isn't it?"

"Yeah," where is he going with this? He's considerate, so he might've ordered new weights to be delivered or looked up gyms in the area with a serious lifting area.

"I could help, if you'd like. I'm about 400 pounds, after all," he's tapping his chin in thought, a habit he's picked up since they watched some old black and white detective movies, and doesn't notice that Cole's frozen in place, "I have a great sense of balance, too," he smirks, locking eyes with him.

He's messing with him. That's all. He's gotten more of a sense of humor now, that's all. Even though he didn't always know when to use it. Like now, he's just using his sense of humor in a weird context, that's it.

Cole's probably sweating again, though this time it's not from exercising, "I mean- you could- I would probably-" He couldn't just ask him to balance on the bar, he'd practically have to hold it vertical for that to make sense and then Zane would just be wrapped around it like a- a koala. He'd look ridiculous. The only thing that would make sense would be-

"For this to work," he stands up, brushing invisible dust off his pants, "You'll need to pick me up." He's looking down at Cole, who has set his water bottle down.

"Um," very eloquent and, he can feel a slight warm tingling in his cheeks, subtle. What's going to happen next? Accidentally asking him on a date?

Zane's eyebrows pop up and he starts laughing, "Is that so strange? I figure it's not so strange since we're frequently in close quarters."

Of course he'd see it like that. "Close quarters" aren't the issue here. It's the little bug Cole's caught that, when in some situations with Zane, make him turn red and limbs suddenly have minds and directions of their own.

"Well, only if you really don't mind, I guess," he's weak, so weak. It's just been a bit since they got to hang out, is all. He looks over at his water bottle again, smoothing his thumbs over the drops of condensation.

"I don't mind," Zane stands up and Cole scrambles the tiniest bit to join him, willing away the blush.

"Of course, yeah, okay," he stands still for a moment, then realizes that Zane can't initiate being picked up, "I'm going to, uh."

Zane walks over to him and hesitates slightly before putting his arm around Cole's neck, though he avoids his gaze at the last second, "This better?"

Well, maybe he can. He just initiated something. It's probably unintentional, though, so Cole doesn't try to make it weird. Zane's probably just been watching Dareth's collection of Schwarzenegger movies. He nods, trying to avoid saying anything since his voice would sound as dry as it feels. He wraps his right arm around Zane's waist and bends down to pick his legs up from behind the knees.

He stumbles for a moment and takes a second to catch himself. There's saying 400 pounds, and then there's picking up 400 pounds. Forgetting about his poorly-timed complexion change,  Cole closes his eyes, focusing entirely on breathing.

~*~

It's only when he feels like his arms are starting to shake that he sets Zane down again. He would go longer, but dropping a 400 pound person isn't great for the person themselves or the floor beneath them.

Cole grunts; he walks over to the water bottle refill station and leans on it. Looking at Zane, he realizes that he's trying not to laugh, "What? I'm thirsty."

"You said you weren't tired beforehand. I've seen you hold up a half ton for ten minutes and then take down half an army."

He groans, "Okay, so maybe I was tired," he chugs the whole bottle, then places it back on the refill place, "Two hundred pounds isn't nothing, you know."

"That's not what you said earlier," oh, so he's being obstinate now.

"We haven't had the right equipment for months, now. You can sue me."

"I'll consider it," he nods and walks over to the door.

Now's the time. Cole stands up straight, failing to look more composed but he does feel the slightest bit more confident now, "Hey, um-"

Zane stops and looks over his shoulder, a little flustered. It occurs to Cole that there's a chance that Zane might've thought that he wouldn't want to spend more time with him after that. That needs to be corrected.

He smiles slightly, "Once I'm done showering, if you don't have anything else to do, we could go to the bookstore?"

Zane turns fully around and Cole sees his eyes widen a fraction.

"I mean, you just kept me company while I was working out and I figured- since you helped me that we could go to the bookstore and I could pay, if you'd like."

At that, Zane cocks his head to the side, wrinkling his nose a little, "You don't need to repay me," he sounds like he's referring to some inside joke, a payment that he received that they're both aware of, but all Cole really did was work out in the same room as him and use him as a weight. On what world is that fun?

"Yeah, but I want to," he downs the refilled water bottle, "Okay, I'm going to shower off and we can take the 3 PM bus to the shop, that okay? You don't have any other plans?"

"Nope," Zane puts his hands in his pockets, turning to examine the scene out the front shop window. He's back to his, more quiet self. His personality seems to fluctuate a bit these days, as he's absorbing more media and seeing others experience more of the emotional spectrum. It's really endearing.

"Great," Cole grabs a fresh towel and jogs to the bathroom door, "Be right back!"

He jumps into the shower and who can blame him if he rushes through it? He has somewhere to be, after all.

///

did Zane just walk in because he wanted to ogle Cole on his day off? yes, yes he did. please let him crush on Cole in peace. and, oh Cole, sometimes you're really aware and other times you're... not.

next fic is longer (and actually in my writing style, unlike this abomination) and about Zane and Lloyd's methods of being strategist and leader, respectively. sometimes they have to be creative when it comes to plans. again, Zane is very heavy and occasionally that can come in handy. there's a dick joke! Sensei Garmadon! elevators! it's here!

[ahundredtimesover]

December 2020 Reads

Wow ok I was on a break for 2 weeks so enjoy all 56 of these wonderful fics! Again, note the angst, fluff, and smut descriptions and don’t forget to give love to all these writers (reblog, comment!!) and of course, our lil bun jk 🐰

1. Tinder 2.0 by @tayegi (s) - e2l, workmates au (read if you want something funny, awkward pretend masturbation, and good smut)

2. Looks red, tastes blue by @kookoosbunnynose (a, f, s) - f2l, cop au, bad boy jk (read if you want a small town vibe, heavy - involves character death - a sense of healing, and something painfully beautiful)

3. Late fee by @1kook (a, f, s) - f2l, college au, soft fuckboy jk (read if you want to laugh, dream about flirty and soft fuckboy jk, a dash of angst, and a really cute dining hall scene)

4. Sweets&ink by @extravaguk (a, f, s) - s2l, tattoo artist jk (read if you want the sweetest jk and something written so painfully beautiful and lovely sex. I have anxiety and this story was really healing for me)

5. The Boyfriend Shirt by @triptaech (f, s) - f2l, college au, friends with benefits (read if you want adorable and hot college jk and something light and cute and fun)

6. Talk to me in Korean by @softyoongiionly (s) - boyfriend au (read if you want cute but sexy smut and adorable English-learning jk)

7. Calculated pt1, pt2, pt3 by @whatifyoulivelikethat (s) college au (read if you’re still drooling over long-haired/undercut/all-black/Dicon jk and are into cocky jk and some gloriously delicious smut)

8. Melomaniac + Make it right by @jungkxook (a, f, s) - f2l, band au, exes au (read if you want the right amount of angst, fluff, and smut rolled into each story)

9. Snow and ice pt1 + pt2 by @hayjeon (a, f, s) - e2l, friends with benefits, sports au (read if you want something soft and emotional plus a bit of angst, or a Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo type of fic, just in Olympic setting minus the brother drama + smut)

10. Banana milk by @kimnjss (f, s) s2l? (read if you want peach-haired jk driving with one hand on a sports car + really good smut and a fun ending)

11. After hours by @zibermuda (s) - ceo au, boss au (read if you want sexual tension and glorious smut)

12. Overtime by @cupofteaguk (s) - ceo au, boss au (read if you want petty and guilty but hot and smitten boss jk and office smut)

13. Azaleas by @randombtsprincessa (f, s) - f2l, lawyer au, workmates au (read if you want cheeky and cocky but actually smitten jk and some good smut)

14. Not quite lovers by @junqkook (s) - ceo au, boss au, sorta friends with benefits (read if you want glorious and hot and delicious smut and good characters and a dash of angst thrown in there)

15. Matching hearts by @arcticguk (f) - exes au (read if you want a soft exes au with a sprinkle of angst)

16. Transparent by @kingsuckjin (s) - boyfriend au (read if you want a really quick self indulgent read of cheeky little shit jk in a bun and undercut)

17. Rocket to the moon by @roseok (f, s) - f2l, roommates au, workmates au, adulting (read if you want a feel-good, fun, and domestic fic with great smut and lovable, entertaining, silly, and fun characters and their families)

18. Canceled pt1 (ongoing) by @zibermuda (s) - college au, nerd jk (read if you want to laugh at bratty and sexy characters and also enjoy glorious smut)

19. Won’t you be my neighbor by @btsarmy9593 (f) - s2l, neighbors au (read if you want a feel-good, relationship-focused fic with flirty but shy jk and fun sexual tension)

20. Sprout by @v-hope (f) - husband au, parents au, dad jk (read if you want a quick but heartwarming and soft and adorable read ft. BV4 jk as dad)

21. Feed me, fight me by @yeojaa (a, f, s) - boyfriend au (read if you want angst, fluff, and a bit of smut all weaved together beautifully in a short well-written fic)

22. Chapstick by @softyoongiionly (f, s) - idol au, boyfriend au (read if you want something soft and light)

23. Ace by @hijoonie (a, f, s) - s2l, college au, jock jk, fuckboy jk, artist jk (read if you want a romcom-type fic, a fuckboy-jock-artist jk, and some fun and really hot smut)

24. Endgame by @minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong (a, f) - s2l, college au, fake dating au, jock jk, sort of fuckboy jk (read if you want something angsty but soft with well-thought out backstories and just something good)

25. You’ve got mail by @minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong (a, f) - college au, exes au (read if you want something angsty but ends on a good note)

26. Stranded by @gguksgalaxy (a, f, s) - e2l, college au, fuckboy jk (read if you want some gloriously delicious smut and college boyfriend-look and sweet and mature jk)

27. Fall for you pt1, pt2, pt3 by @kimvtae (a, f, s) - f2l, college au, friends with benefits, jock jk, fuckboy jk (read if you want glorious smut, a really fun ensemble, lovable characters, and perfect angst finished off with perfect fluff)

28. Popular-ish series by @hansolmates (a, f, s) - f2l, college au, friends with benefits, jock jk, workmates au (read if you want a light and fun drabble series with the right amount of angst, fluff, and smut and really enjoyable characters)

29. Bad influence by @noteguk (s) - bad boy jk (read if you want glorious car sex and if you want to be turned on)

30. Hush by @aureumjeon (s) - college au, boyfriend au (read if you want horny and needy college boyfriend jk and if you want to be turned on)

31. Drunken proof pt1 + pt2 by @v-hope (f) - college au, boyfriend au, ex-fuckboy jk (read if you want something so sweet, cute, and soft ft. mature individuals and whiny and in love jk)

32. Fast and definitely furious by @parkmuse (s) - boyfriend au (read if you want a quick read of adorable and fun car smut ft. horny but funny couple)

33. The next by @kpopfanfictrash (f) - parents au, dad jk (read if you want a quick scenario of adorable dad jk)

34. Epiphany pt1, pt2, pt3 by @nightbts (a, f) - e2l, college au (read if you want classic e2l storyline and want annoying but actually cute and sweet jk)

35. Don’t ever let me go by @thedefinitionofbts (a, f, s) - bf2l, friends with benefits (read if you want your classic bfwb with minimal angst and soft smut)

36. Blush by @jhsbrat (a, s) - bf2l, fake dating au (read if you want a fun jinkook+YN dynamic, classic bf fake dating storyline with good angst, and a nice ending)

37. F is for drabble series by @1kook (s) - college au (read if you want fun fucking around drabble series with cocky and hot jk)

38. Try hard pt1 + pt2 by @hobibliophile (f, s) - f2l, college au, jock jk (read if you want soft and sweet jock jk)

39. In the moment pt1+ pt2 by @letholojimin (a, s) - f2l, college au, frat boy jk (read if you want really good sexual tension and smut and just sexy frat boy jk)

40. Hate me by @themfchase (s) - e2l, college au, fuckboy jk (read if you want well-written smut and extremely hot cocky fuckboy jk)

41. Hard to get pt1 + pt2 (ongoing) by @namfine (a, s) - college au, fuckboy jk (read if you want well-written angst and just something painfully beautiful)

42. Sound by @kooksea (s) - college au, fuckboy jk (read if you want ridiculously good smut and fun premise and if you want to get turned on)

43. Lose somebody by @kooala (a, f) - exes au, camping au (read if you want well-written angst between exes and cocky but sweetheart jk)

44. Love alive by @jamaisjoons (a, f, s) - exes au (read if you want really good storytelling and beautifully written angst and longing and good smut)

45. Bad habits by @sugarjaee (a, s) - fuckboy jk (read if you want sexual tension and some good smut)

46. Savage love + Still want that by @whatifyoulivelikethat (a, f, s) - jk going for yg’s ex (read if you want well written angst and smut and are still drooling over ponytail jk in gray sweats)

47. Just the girl + spin-off 1, 2, 3 on ao3 by obiwrites (a, f) - e2f2l, childhood friends, adulting au (read if you want a beautifully well-written novel/romcom type of fic with loooong pining, lovable characters, witty dialogues, and the cutest and most satisfying ending)

48. Five dates by @kpopfanfictrash (f, s) - arranged marriage au (read if you want a good twist to the arranged marriage trope, lovable characters, and great storytelling)

49. Golden hour by @tteokggukk (s) - boyfriend jk (read if you want something really sexy)

50. Untitled by @junghelioseok (f, s) - boyfriend jk (read if you want a quick read of soft lazy sexy and something so beautifully soft and heartwarming)

51. I’ll be home by @wwilloww (a, f, s) - f2l, fantasy au (read if you want a well-written and vivid story about magic/fantasy and a little town, lovable characters, and a sense of adventure)

52. It takes two by @junghelioseok (f, s) - f2l, roommates au, fake dating au, soft jk (read if you want all your favorite tropes in one well-written fic ft. really hot and soft and sweet jk)

53. Krampus for Christmas by @ddaenysus (f, s) - parents au, boyfriend jk, dad jk (read if you want a quick read about lovable and idiotic and adorable dad jk)

54. In the frosty air by @gukyi (a, f) - roommates au (read if you want short fic with the right mix of softness and angst)

55. Desiderium by @jeonggukingdom (f, s) - husband jk (read if you want lovey dovey fluffy shower sex and something beautifully (poetically) well-written)

56. Hearts on fire on ao3 by obiwrites (f) - s2l, first responder jk (read if you want something so funny and sweet and light and adorable and if you just want to have a good day ft. soft and shy jk)

(monthly reads masterpost)

[its-nebula]

Flirty Fights

Kazuichi x Fem!Reader

You took a deep breath as you exited the locker room, ready to get started on your training. It was your favorite part of the week, honestly. All the anger and stress of the week seemed to melt away as soon as you got a chance to hit the punching bag. You took a sip of your water as you strolled over to your usual spot, waiting for your trainer and friend, Nekomaru. 

“Guess I should get started on my stretches.” You mumbled to yourself, placing your water bottle down next to you. You rose your hands up to the sky, stretching them as far as you could. You then bent down, placing your palms on the table.

You failed to realize that just along the way, you were being glanced at by none other than Kazuichi Soda, who was increasingly annoying his friend.

“Seriously, Kazuichi. Don’t tell me you’re just going to be a perv to anybody you find attractive.” Hajime squinted his eyes at his pink-haired friend, and Kazuichi almost immediately got offended.

“H-Hey! This isn’t me being a perv! I just admire her looks, that’s all.”

“Yeah, and I guess that’s also why you just happened to look over at S/O the second she started doing her stretches, right?”

"Heh..." He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck nervously. "Hey Hajime, didn't we come here to exercise? What are ya doin' lazing around?"

Hajime frowned at Kazuichi. "We were walking over to the weights!"

Kazuichi sighed in defeat, but ultimately shuffled over to the weightlifting equipment alongside Hajime. Still, he couldn't help but look back at you, and how good you looked when you were stretching. You didn't even glance over his way, unfortunately, but he silently wished you would take notice of him.

As you finished your warm-up, there was still no sign of your friend. He was either running late, or he'd gone to the bathroom. Either way, he might not arrive for a short while, so you were left to your own devices. You made your way over to the punching bag, intending to practice. You'd been training for a couple weeks under Nekomaru to learn self-defense, but now he thought today he would bring a person for you to spar with. As nervous as you were, you were excited to see how your skills compared to another person's.

Taking a deep breath, you landed a roundhouse kick on the punching bag. "HIYAH!"

Kazuichi watched in awe as you did varying moves on your imaginary sparring partner. It was then that he'd made up his mind.

"Hey Haji, do you think I have a chance with S/O?!"

Hajime didn't answer, instead scowling.

"I'm gonna go talk to her! Wish me luck!" Kazuichi practically skipped over to where you were standing. Hajime just shook his head and went back to doing his arm curls.

"HIYAH!"

You were interrupted when you were tapped on the shoulder. You were surprised to be face to face with a man with neon pink hair, beaming widely at you with shark-like teeth.

"Name's Kazuichi Soda! I assume you're the very beautiful S/O?"

You got out of your fighting stance, and looked him up and down with a confused expression on your face. "I'm...sorry, do I know you?" You honestly didn't recognize him from anywhere.

"You fight really good!" He exclaimed.

"Um...thanks?"

"Has anybody told you you're really pretty?"

"No... uh, how do you know me again? Just wondering."

"Oh yeah! You're a friend of Nekomaru's, right?" He put his hands behind his head. "He's mentioned you once or twice before, so nice to meet ya!"

"You know Nekomaru?" Your face lit up. "Cool! You must be my partner! I wonder where he is, though..."

"P-Partner? That's a little forward, don't you think?"

"Alright, he told me you're really good, but don't hold back. Hit me with your best shot!"

A light blush dusted across his cheeks, and his eyes widened. "Miss S/O, surely you're not referring to-"

"HIYAH!"

You gave him a good old kick right in his chest, expecting him to block. Instead, he flew back, groaning. You were a little surprised, but nonetheless, you punched him in his face, right in his nose.

"OW! A simple no would-"

You kicked him in his face, causing him to fall down to the ground. Just as you were about to land another punch to him, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked over your shoulder to see Nekomaru, and you smiled at him.

"S-S/O! What did Kazuichi do to you?!"

"Huh? What do you mean, we were sparring."

"HE'S NOT YOUR SPARRING PARTNER! I brought my friend Akane here! We had to stop to get some food!"

"W-Wait, what?" You worriedly looked back at Kazuichi, who was holding his now bloodied nose. Immediately you jumped up. "Oh. My. God. I-I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!"

"I'm... just great!" He weakly held up a thumbs up.

Nekomaru rushed to get him a tissue, while you knelt down next to him. "Oh my God, I'm such an idiot! I'm so, so sorry!"

"It's...fine."

"No it's not, look at your nose!"

"Well, maybe you could make it up to me... by letting me by you dinner?"

"...What?"

"I'd love to get to know the pretty lady that almost beat me to a pulp."

Your eyes widened and you felt your face heat up. He was on the floor in pain, and yet he still had the energy to flirt with you? Well...damn.

"Well, I could at least buy you the dinner."

"No way! A badass chick like you should never have to pay for anything! This one's all on me." He smiled up at you, and you couldn't help but giggle like a little schoolgirl. He might be a little awkward, but you his cheesiness was something you began to admire.

"Okay, we'll make it a date. I'm free tomorrow at 7, if you feel so inclined."

His face lit up as you accepted. "AWESOME!"

Nekomaru rushed back with tissue paper. Kazuichi took them from him as he smiled weakly at you.

"You've got a great student, Nekomaru."

Nekomaru beamed at him in response. "Yeah, she's pretty great, isn't she?"

"Yeah...yeah, she is."

[bearificationtransformations]

Michele and Fransiscu were young, uninhibited, and in love. The couple met online and quickly fell for each other. Franciscu was new to Milan. He had grown up in the mountains of Sardinia and it took time for him to get used to life in urban Milan, but Michele helped him adjust.

The two went everywhere together. They moved in together after only a few months of dating and shared everything. Michele had their occasional fights but it seemed fairly smooth sailing.

The two would exercise at the gym together, and Michele especially wanted to build more muscle. Fransiscu was less enthusiastic but went to support his partner. Despite his lack of interest in lifting weights, Franciscu was remarkably strong and had a fair amount of solid muscle. Farm work, he explained, but Michele wasn’t so sure. There were aspects of Franciscu’s family that were a little... mysterious. For one thing, there was an outstanding rumor that the people in his Sardinian village still practiced witchcraft. It was a story Michele only came across when reading up on his partners home town.

Franciscu did have some odd habits and rituals. His affinity for herbs and candles went beyond a regular passing interest. He also sported the supposed the “mark of a warlock” on his arm. A myth maybe, but with all the talk online about the town Franciscu was from, Michele kept this in the back of his mind.

Michele also knew not to take any of that too seriously. Michele was beyond thrilled to have such a warm, passionate man in his life, even if he came with some odd rural traditions and a sometimes strange way of speaking.

After a year together the Michele had fallen deeply in love with his boyfriend, and yet he couldn’t resist the attention other men sometimes sent his way. The mood in their relationship went sour after Michele recieved a text from his ex. When Franciscu found out his boyfriend was texting with his ex, he was furious. His full blown hot blooded Mediterranean jealousy came into its own.

Michele relented and agreed not to chat with his ex anymore. Three weeks after the fight, while Michele was showering Franciscu saw another flirty text from Michele’s phone pop up. Enraged, Franciscu barged in and screamed at his boyfriend. “ Its over!” he yelled, and “you’ll regret this!” And stormed out.

The two split. Michele tried to make amends but Franciscu wasn’t having it He moved out that night and Michele’s texts went unanswered.

It was a week later that Michele noticed something odd. His clothes felt a little snug. He had a lot of energy when he went to the gym before, but now he was positively bouncing off the ceiling. Despite his grief over losing his relationship, Michele was hitting the weights harder than ever. Soon he could see changes in the mirror. He was starting to fill out... everywhere. All of a sudden his body was starting to pack on weight. His ass, his legs, his belly were all thickening up. He stepped on the scale, only one week since his breakup and instead of the 75 kgs he expected, he was up to 80kgs. That was 5 kgs in around a week... there was no way that was possible. He hadn’t changed his eating habits...

In the next few days the weight continued to pile on at an alarming rate. Four days after he first noticed the new weight, he had baloooned to 90 kgs. Every morning he could see he looked a little bigger in the bathroom mirror. By the time he would get to the gym the mirrors there would show him a little bigger still.

Michele hit the gym harder to try and compensate for his sudden and extremely rapid weight gain, but it didn’t slow it down. His strength and energy was high at the gym, and he could feel muscle was growing, but his body fat was increasing fast. It was less than two weeks after the breakup and suddenly Michele had developed a belly. His clothes were getting very tight and his pants and shorts were impossible to button.

Each morning then routine became to examine his body for the changes and growth from the night before. Each morning he saw new weight, and more mass added to his frame. As he sat up from his bed Michele now felt a belly in his lap. His thick legs and ass now could barely fit even in his athletic shorts. He approached the mirror in shock at his enlarged reflection. Every day was bringing more changes, more fat, more bulk, more weight. He had to buy new clothes to fit over his new size.

And that next morning, Michele looked himself over again. 100 kgs and growing. He pawed at his increasingly rounded belly and thickening arms. He was blowing up. Day by day, hour by hour. Even his two hour lifting, cardio sessions and restrictive new diet were doing nothing to stop the weight from piling onto his body. It was relentless. Part of was terrified by how big he would get. Another part of him was excited by how he had bulked up into one of the biggest men in his gym.

In less than two weeks he’d gained 25 kgs and had to buy an entirely new wardrobe. He was getting huge. His face was filling out, growing chubbier. He was ashamed to meet with his friends when going out, so he just stayed in. Wouls they even recognize him now that he was growing into such a thick chunky bear?

Michele continued to hit the weights in hopes of building more muscle and combat the fat gains. It worked, his arms and shoulders broadened, his pecs rounded out with thick brawn and a layer of chub, and his legs became huge and powerful. Suddenly Michele was benching 100 kgs with ease, then 120, the. 140... and he grew stronger still. He looked like a rugby player, or even a powerlifter. Anxious and self conscious as he was, he had to admit his newfound strength in the gym and thick powerful arms were bringing him a surprising new confidence. He didn’t hate how wide his shoulders were getting. He filled out his shirts in a way that seemed to emphasize his powerful build.

A few days later when he saw the scale turn to 110 kgs, Michele recieved a text from Franciscu “you said you wanted to get bigger, well I hope you enjoy getting bigger then”

Michele’s mind raced. He looked at his thick build in the mirror. Has Franciscu actually done this to him? Had his rapid weight gain been some kind of curse? There was no way his transformation was natural. Were the rumors about that town true?

Michele didn’t respond. He ignored Franciscu. Maybe he had been watching him. Still, he was getting self conscious of his growing size.

Finally, around the time his weight hit 120 kilos it the gains seemed to slow down. It had been a hell of a transformation over the month. 120 kilos on his 1.75m frame was a lot. He started to get used to aspects of his new bearish body. He felt heavy, thick, chunky, but strong as hell. He could bench 200 kgs without much help! He curled 25 kgs easily.

A few more days passed, now at 123 kgs, Michele braved the world of scruff and posted his profile with his updated picture, weight and profile.

Much to his surprise men hit him up from all over much more than before. Texts like “sexy bear” and “fuck me big boy” started coming in. It turned out that a lot of men online really appreciate his new muscle chub build and he began getting together with men who loved his bearish body.

Michele embrased his new bearish identity and powerlifter like build. He was probably the strongest man in his gym now, and frequently pressed weights that grabbed the attention of other gym goers. Franciscu may have tried to get revenge on him, but it backfired. Michele.

And Michele has no idea to what degee it had backfired until a few weeks later. He recieved a text from someone identified as Franciscu’s sister, who urged him to see Franciscu. Apparently his ex had returned to Sardinia to the village for a time after they broke up. As his sister told him, Franciscu’s spell had rebounded shortly after his trip home and franciscu was now back in Milan and scared to leave his house in his new size.

Lonely, and eager to know if this was true, Michele finally wrote back to Franciscu and asked him if he was ok. Franciscu surprisngly wrote back. Asked Micheles forgiveness and if they could see each other.

Michele paid a visit to Franciscu at the new address. The wooden floors of the hallway creaked against Michele’s 125 kilo bulk. When he walked into the darkened apartment he was shocked to see his former lover.

Franciscu had blimped up enormously! He was more than fat, he sported a new enormous gut. Unlike Michele, who had built muscle by his agressive weightlifting, Franciscu looked like he had just grown rounder and rounder with fat. Instead of going to the gym as he gained, Franciscu had just moped around in self pity. He should have known that spells like that would rebound.

“Wow Michele” Franciscu began “you look... good!”

Michele just stood there in silence at this fat man with Franciscu’s face. Motionless.

“I’m sorry I did this to you Michele” Franciscu said in a sorrowful tone. “You can see I did it to myself. It... bounced back on me. It was wrong. I know it was wrong. I’m so sorry”

There was silence as a Michele looked on stunned at the fat bear his ex boyfriend had become.

“Look at you, such a sexy bear now” Franciscu continued. “Look at those arms. You’re huge! But in a good way! Not like me... I just got fat. Goddamn, I’m so fat” he continued.

“I swear to you I will never do anything like this again. I know it was wrong” Micheles fattened ex continued “can you ever forgive me?”

Despite his hugely overweight new frame, Michele still found himself lost in his former boyfriends eyes. He was still in love with this man, even transformed. Even after the transformation he had put them both through.

“I don’t hate you Franciscu” Michele finally said “I’ve missed you” he continued. “And... I don’t... I don’t hate what I’ve become” he said. Franciscu smiled.

Franciscu was the first to embrace Michele, but Michele didn’t resist. Michele pulled off Franciscu’s tight shirt to get a good look at the fat man Franciscu had become.

Soon the two were together again, only much, much larger. Their huge bodies pressing against each other in a new sensations. The bed creaked in protest at the 300 kilos rolling around on top of it.

The two now huge men had found each other again. Michele woke up the next morning to find his fat bear of a boyfriend laying in bed next to him. He realized with a certain satifaction that he could definitely get used to Franciscu’s new fat body, just as he had already gotten used to his own new beefy musclechub frame.

“You still love me, even like this? “ Fransiscu asked in a self conscious tone.

“I love you like this” Michele replied quickly.

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Ben Miller. Gym sex. Can’t just drop that so casually wtf…

Ok so is this going to be sex in/at the gym? What kinda gym? Boxing gym? Lifting gym? In the ring? We talkin steamy sex in the actual gym? In the ring?!…or like meet-cute at the gym and then we build a flirty lil rapport around our mutual disdain for bench day? Look, I love weightlifting so this is a dream in my book. Just taking notes for later. Don’t mind me. ✍🏽🥸

In the actual gym, in the ring, hence the ring in the New Year comment. Honestly I might just write this y'all ¯\_(ツ)_/¯