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growingstories · 11 months

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Lab trials - part 3

Dr. Eric Mitchell, the renowned scientist, had successfully launched weight gain bars initially designed for underweight individuals. The bars were later found to be effective for muscle growth as well. In the lab trials, the bars were tested on inmates and soldiers, both of whom experienced no negative side effects, except for a noticeable increase in libido.

Curious to explore the commercial potential of his invention, Dr. Mitchell approached a prominent fitness equipment and supplement company. Jonathan, a sales representative who possessed an impressive physique and had a background in sports and fitness, was chosen to market the bars. As the account manager for major bodybuilding gyms, Jonathan ensured they had the best equipment and latest supplements.

After sharing the details about the new supplement, the gyms were instantly intrigued, viewing it as a safe and preferable alternative to steroids. One particular personal trainer even informed Jonathan about his significant muscle gain after consuming just three bars a day. Clients who tried the bars were also enthusiastic about the results.

Although Jonathan wasn't originally focused on becoming a bodybuilder, he was interested in developing a more muscular physique. Therefore, he decided to consume one bar a day. Notably, he experienced increased strength and received compliments on his growing size and lifting abilities. However, he failed to notice the gradual appearance of a protruding belly and love handles.

The gyms Jonathan had sold the bars to were highly satisfied with the product and began placing more orders. They also bought heavier equipment as their clients demonstrated increased strength. His success led to a promotion, with more responsibilities and more gym clients to handle. As a result, Jonathan neglected his running sessions, which not only hindered his endurance but also became more challenging due to his heavier weight.

Months later, one of the gyms arranged a strongman competition and invited Jonathan to participate. Feeling inferior to the other competitors, he decided to increase his intake to five bars per day, solely for the duration leading up to the competition. His strength and physique skyrocketed, attracting compliments from the hefty individuals at the gym.

Additionally, Jonathan noticed his intensified sexual desire, so much so that he had to indulge in self-pleasure multiple times a day. During the competition, he struggled with his bulging muscles, as his shirts became tighter and simple tasks like tying his shoes became bothersome. Now, he solely wore stretch pants.

Observing the immense strength of his fellow competitors, Jonathan grew frustrated. Placing tenth in the competition only added to his disappointment. However, he happened to strike up a conversation with one of the participants other who mentioned the bars, expressing their increased muscle mass and heightened libido – a sentiment Jonathan could relate to. They became workout buddies, with Jonathan's new goal to surpass his companion, Michael, and emerge victorious in the next competition.

Jonathan and Michael began to spend more time together, even outside of gym sessions. Their meals grew in size, topped off with two bars each as a dessert. One intoxicated evening, they engaged in mutual masturbation, considering it nothing more than an expression of camaraderie. This activity soon became a regular occurrence.

As they continued their intense workout routine, Jonathan and Michael saw their bodies grow stronger, more massive, and, inevitably, fatter. Although they embraced these changes, they faced confusion about their evolving relationship – were they gay, or was the connection purely based on their shared horniness? Eventually, they concluded that their behavior was normal for close friends who understood each other.

Finding it more convenient to sleep with Michael, as he comprehended Jonathan's busy lifestyle due to his successful job, dating women became a challenge. Their minds were occupied with thoughts of gym sessions, growth, and sexually satisfying each other. Despite the difficulties, Jonathan's business expansion flourished, and he achieved remarkable success.

Their routine continued, and as they added more bars to their diet leading up to the next strongman competition, they became absolute behemoths at the gym. Nonetheless, their heightened horniness posed a significant challenge. They now engaged in masturbation three or four times a day. Their bond with each other remained a deeply important aspect of their lives, for living this lifestyle was arduous without someone who shared similar experiences. But they didn't let anything or anyone deter them – Jonathan emerged as the champion in the competition, while Michael secured second place.

Having accomplished all their goals, Jonathan and Michael pondered their next target, contemplating the future of their physical transformations.

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The Weightlifter

CW: feederism, ssbbw, weight gain(F), muscle gain(M). It's a wholesome story this time, no humiliation or BDSM, sorry.

Mr. Bruce slowly made his way to the podium where reporters awaited to conduct an interview with him. The ground shook when he stepped as his gargantuan, muscular, and bulky body walked across the hardwood, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room. He couldn’t feel his muscular arms, legs, glutes, or core for he had just competed in the Mr. Muscle weightlifting circuit. There was, however, something that he could still feel; the gold medal around his neck.

Normally Mr. Bruce didn’t care for interviews but he was in a darn good mood today; he was a world champion after all. Despite his willingness to answer pretty much anything, he wasn’t quite prepared for the first one.

“Mr. Bruce, records indicate that you only began weightlifting six years ago at the age of twenty-four. How did you go from a novice to a world champion despite being so far behind the competition?”

That was not an easy question to answer, not that Mr. Bruce couldn’t have told the truth in a short and concise manner for the purpose of the interview (or just lied), but rather because the story of why was too beautiful not to tell.

Six years ago, he was about as skinny and frail as an old fallen tree branch at the mercy of termites and bark fungus on the forest ground. He was quite tall as well; you may have seen him before walking down the street and mistakenly mistook him for a lamppost. Additionally, his name was just Bruce; he had yet to earn his “Mr.” moniker.

Beside him was his girlfriend, Rose, whose body could not have been more dissimilar. She was short and round, very nearly two hundred and fifty pounds. Her weight was somewhat evenly distributed, although most of the weight clearly went to her belly, she had soft, supple, and plump arms and legs, large breasts currently hanging slightly over her too-tight sports bra, and a big, jiggling ass that bounced with each step. Her olive skin was soft, smooth, and nearly flawless, her auburn hair shone in the sunlight and hung just past her shoulders, her round and chubby face was adorned with light makeup, and her feet slapped against the soles of her flip-flops as she walked.

Bruce loved Rose and loved to show his affection in any way he could, especially by spoiling her with food; she was quite the bottomless pit. However, as they walked, there was something on his mind bugging him. As he walked, he noticed another couple on a stroll, both of whom were young and fit. The man picked up the woman and spun her around, giving her a big kiss as she laughed with joy. Bruce saw this and felt a twinge of envy. He wanted nothing more than to pick up Rose and carry her around like a princess but there was certainly no way he would be able to do so, he had never lifted a weight in his life.

As their stroll continued, Bruce spotted a gym nearby full of equipment that he had seen before but had no idea what they were for. He saw several men and some women inside who all had larger muscles than he did and were lifting more than he could. One man stood out as by far the largest; although he was by no means lean (his gut stuck out of the bottom of his XL t-shirt), he was busy putting away three-hundred and fifteen pounds on the bench as if they were nothing while his two spotters bellowed words of encouragement.

Bruce had seen enough. He walked into that gym, signed up, and never looked back. He began watching bodybuilding videos and guides as if they were religious doctrines. Five days a week he spent working on whatever part of his body wasn’t sore from the last time he worked it. Sometimes Rose would come along with him; not to work out, of course, to sit back, eat, and watch her lover get swole.

After a few months of working out, Bruce’s muscles had been beginning to show. For the first time, his chest wasn’t as flat and pale as an undercooked pancake. His arms and legs began to show some definition and although his abdominal muscles were still hidden, he could feel them with his finger. Most importantly, he finally surpassed a 250lb squat for 5 reps for the first time. Today was the day he was going to try and pick up his girlfriend.

Rose stood in their bedroom completely naked, her belly, breasts, and even her arms hanging down. She cheered him on as he knelt down and tried to pick her up; before she could get more than a half inch off of the ground, Bruce stopped. Rose asked him what had happened; Bruce answered honestly; she had gotten fatter. Her belly now hung over her fupa, she had gone up two bra sizes, and she had ripped two pairs of jeans and a dress just by putting them on.

“Oh no, now you’ll have to work even harder and get even stronger,” she cajoled sarcastically as she put her hands on his chest and rubbed his pecs seductively.

Bruce, who was just cursing himself in frustration, smiled instead.

By the end of the year, Bruce’s hard work had been really paying off. He finally managed to cross the three-hundred-pound mark on the squat rack and also surpassed two hundred and twenty-five pounds on the bench. However, Rose had surpassed three hundred and ten pounds on the scale, nullifying his achievement. She giggled to herself as she looked down at her belly covering her lover’s head.

“Looks like you’ll have to keep lifting,” she cajoled.

Bruce obliged. He would keep getting stronger, challenging himself to surpass his previous limits no matter how much pain he was in. He was building muscle so fast that stretchmarks began to show on his arms. Every month would bring a new personal record for him to be celebrated by his new friends he made at the gym.

Meanwhile, Rose was hard at work too; after all, she didn’t want her boyfriend to lose motivation. She lounged on the couch for hours every day gulping down sugary sodas, heavy creaming milkshakes, buckets of fried chicken and potato wedges, entire family meals from fast food restaurants, and whatever fatty, delicious treat she could get her thick greedy fingers on. Her weight always increased at a faster rate than Bruce’s strength, just as she intended. As his peck grew, so did her beasts that spent most of their time hanging down her chest with no bra to hold them back. While Bruce’s abdominal muscles grew to be more defined, Rose’s were further buried beneath her ever-expanding belly which was now so big that it split her thighs. While Bruce’s glutes and quads grew bigger thanks to the squat rack, Rose’s ass and thighs grew fatter, so fat in fact that Bruce has to lotion the latter every day to prevent his princess from getting chub rub. Her fingers and toes, which Bruce painted red himself, were getting thicker and fatter as if her wrists and ankles intended to swallow them. Even her neck got fatter while Bruce’s became defined and strong.

A year turned to two, which turned to three, four, and five. Although both Bruce and Rose’s gains would eventually slow down, they never stopped growing for each other. Bruce’s body was now approaching the size and shape of a WWE wrestler while Rose’s looked more like a sumo wrestler. The former was now breaking records at the local gym and state weightlifting competitions while Rose was breaking furniture and scales. While Bruce was guzzling weight gain shakes after his intense workouts, Rose was guzzling them after her intense naps. Eventually, Rose would finally be too big to move meaning Bruce had to finally catch up and carry her.

Rose and her six-hundred-pound frame stood up next to her future husband wearing nothing but the massive ring that he had given her. Bruce, now over three hundred pounds of muscle, grabbed Rose’s right arm and dragged it over his shoulder careful not to suffocate via arm fat, knelt to the ground to reach underneath her apron-like hanging belly and between her thighs each the size of an average person’s torso, and he braced himself; he was ready. He began to push off of the stone tiles beneath his feet and lift her into the air. Her arms, belly, breasts, thighs, and even her neck quivered, jiggled, and drooped downward as Bruce pushed skyward with all of his might.

Finally, he was standing and his future wife was now hanging over his shoulders.

The two celebrated like never before with food, drinks, and the absolutely nastiest sex they’ve ever had with each other. The two fell asleep together happier than ever, perhaps the only exception being the day Bruce proposed to Rose (by hiding the ring in a container of weight gainer for her to find).

It was now year six of the journey and Bruce stared down the reporter’s microphone as he thought of an answer to her question. He decided to keep it short and sweet.

“I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for my wife,” he answered. “She kept me on this path even when times were tough and I wanted nothing more than to quit. She was always there for me and I love her more than I could possibly express!”

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captainmalewriter · 2 years

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The Body Sculptor

Commission Story

"And now, ladies and gentlemen of the crowd...” the MC paused as he spoke over the mic at the International Body Sculptors Competition. The air in the room was electrified from the audience’s anticipation. Then, after teasing them long enough, the MC continued. “Let’s give a warm welcome to our next contestant Kim Jae Eon from Korea!!”

With that, Jae walked out onto the stage and was immediately greeted with loud cheers from the crowd. The young Korean man was dressed in nothing but a white pair of shorts and a generous amount of body oil. Although Jae was just a rookie in the bodybuilding scene, it was clear that he had the makings of a champion with the reception he had received in the minor leagues.

Jae stood at center stage with muscles fully flexed as the audience took in the glorious sight of his glistening body. Countless men and women were shouting their support for the rising Korean bodybuilder. Some even wolf whistled as Jae showed off his physique.

Although Jae was able to keep a straight face as he competed, he couldn't help but smirk on the inside. All his hard work and commitment had paid off. With a jacked body combined with a handsomely cute face like his, Jae had his first bodybuilding competition in the bag. With that thought boosting his ego, Jae struck a pose to show off his melon sized biceps. The audience's cheers only grew louder as the judges gave Jae perfect scores across the board.

While Jae Eon and the rest of the body builders were competing live in London, not everyone interested in spectating had the financial means to be there in-person. There were two people in particular who were very interested in the body sculptors competition.

One of those two people did not exist beyond official government records. No occupation. No known family. No social life of any kind. They preferred to live a life of solitude with minimal interaction with the outside world. Partially because they greatly valued their peace of mind, and partially because living under the radar made their line of work much easier to manage. This person was best known by their online alias The Body Sculptor. The title was self explanatory; they were self employed as a bodysuit maker. The price on their custom made bodysuits usually ran somewhere in the thousands, but the extremely life-like quality of the suits made every penny worth it.

But why would The Body Sculptor be watching the international bodybuilding competition? Simple. The Body Sculptor's latest client Val had requested a custom bodysuit of one Korean model Kim Jae Eon. Val was an ordinary guy with an ordinary life. Although Val had many man crushes, the muscular and cute Jae Eon never failed to catch his attention. After stumbling upon The Body Sculptor's hidden website, Val had been going back and forth on whether or not to get a bodysuit for well over half a year now. He had the financial means to meet the steep price, but he was always unsure and always ended up backing out last minute. In the end, Val made his decision and went all in. Now all he had to do was wait until his custom bodysuit came in the mail. Luckily, he had Jae's competition performance to keep him satisfied until it came. Seeing the buff model flex his muscles reassured Val that he had made the right choice.

The days went by quickly. Then, one day, Val woke up to a package delivered notification. He smiled, and hurried to pick up his mail. While he had a few envelopes waiting for him, he ignored them all once he saw the hefty box with his name on it. Val picked it up and hurried back inside.

Val wasted no time in getting out a sharp knife to open the box. He tore it open like an excited child on Christmas. Inside the package was a postcard that said ‘thank you for ordering’ on it. Val grinned as he picked it up and tossed it to the side. Underneath the postcard was a black pull string bag. Val proceeded to pull it out. The bag was surprisingly heavy, and Val could feel his fingers sink into it as he used his strength to pull it out of the box.

He then opened the strings and pulled out a life size bodysuit of Kim Jae Eon. Val propped up the bodysuit against the wall. Thankfully, the little air the suit had inside helped keep it standing. Val took a step back to admire the craftsmanship. He was impressed (as well as somewhat horrified) at just how realistic the bodysuit looked to the original. All the facial features and bodily details such as the tattoos were exactly as Val remembered them. If it weren’t for the lack of breathing, he would’ve believed it was the real Jae standing right in front of him!

A grin spread across Val’s face as he clapped his hands together and smacked his lips in anticipation. He used his fingers to trace along the sharp jawline of the bodysuit but quickly withdrew his hand when he felt the rubbery material. Val stood back with a look of contempt on his face.

“Man, seriously? $2000 for a rubber suit?”

Val let out a sigh as he stared at the replica of Jae Eon. He knew it’d be a mistake to expect actual synthetic skin on a bodysuit, but he also expected something better than just plain old rubber. He bent down to take a closer look at the bodysuit. No matter how much he scrutinized it, it looked just like Jae Eon no matter how much he stared it. But no attention to detail could change the disappointment Val felt for the building materials. He would have to send it back.

Val grabbed onto the rubber bodysuit, ready to repackage it. But as he held the replica in his hands, an idea had struck him.

“Well...” he thought out loud to himself. “I already bought it, and it’s already here... I might as well try it on at least once.”

After rationalizing his thoughts, Val proceeded to try on the bodysuit. He laid it out on the floor. He squeezed out any air it had inside. Val couldn’t help but feel like he was handling a giant pool ring, but he ignored the feeling and pressed on. Then, using his hands to stretch out the mouth, Val started to stick his feet inside. The rubbery material was cool to the touch, and although the bodysuit was tailored to his exact measurements, it slid on like a glove.

Val continued pushing the rest of his body into the bodysuit. It was a slow but steady process as the bodysuit accepted Val in its embrace. His legs filled in the bodysuit’s legs fully. The bodysuit's dick fit over his like a custom made sleeve. The rest of bodysuit filled in nicely too; torso to torso, arms to arms, and finally, face to face. Val pulled on the bodysuit head like it was a mask, and the entire thing snapped into place with a latex like sound. It was a snug fit, but Val could feel himself moving inside the bodysuit. But as he adjusted to his new body, the bodysuit sprung to life as it started radiating a human’s warmth. Then, Val’s vision shifted from seeing through the eye holes of a mask to literally seeing with Jae’s eyes. He had become one with the bodysuit, taking on Jae’s identity for himself.

“No way... it worked!!” Val shouted out in his new voice. It caught him off guard at first to hear Jae’s accented voice instead of his own, but he quickly accepted it. It was what he wanted after all.

He ran to his bathroom for the mirror. Surely enough, his eyes weren’t playing a cruel trick on him. The mirror showed Jae Eon staring back at him instead of his own complexion. Val smirked with Jae’s face, and it hit him that he was actually living out his body swap fantasy. All that was left was to admire the goods, but this time with a more personal perspective.

“Oh man... Check out these muscles!”

Val flexed his right arm while using his left to feel his new, hard muscles. He was in awe the entire time he fully inspected his body. With him inside, the rubbery feel of the bodysuit had transformed into actual skin. He took a whiff of the new him and was pleasantly surprised to smell the scent of a freshly cleaned man oozing with testosterone.

Val could feel the peach fuzz hair and bulging veins as he ran his fingers up his arms and down his torso. He cupped his new pecs and gave them a good rubbing down. He could the weight of the beefy pectorals on his chest as he bounced them with ease. Every muscle in his new body was well defined and toned to the max. Val already enjoyed the view from the outside, but with the bodysuit on, his pleasure only doubled. That cute face and muscular body were all his.

Val abruptly stopped his self worship session when that last thought crossed his mind. He had no problem keeping up the maintenance his new body would demand of him, but he began to question just how real the bodysuit was. Fortunately, he knew exactly how to test it.

Val went straight to his living room and kneeled in front of a storage chest he kept there. He opened it and pulled out a few dumbbells he kept in there. Val had bought them to do some light at home workouts, but he wanted to test his new body’s strength to see if it was just for show or not. Val noticed the difference right away. With his new muscular body, picking up the weights was as easy as picking up paper! But despite the successful experiment, Val wasn’t satisfied just yet.

With the heaviest weights in hand, Val proceeded to do the hardest work outs he knew how to do. These were the exercises he saved for when he was feeling particularly daring. But what was a challenge for his usual body was nothing but an ordinary workout for his new body. Val worked up a sweat and even built up a pump inside his new body, making the muscles bulge out even more than before. Only after the workout was Val fully content with his latest big purchase.

And so, the days continued to go by. Val continued to live his everyday life while keeping the Jae Eon bodysuit ready to play whenever he was in the mood. At first, Val kept the bodysuit as a special piece only to be used for special occasions. But then Val started using the bodysuit more regularly- to work, to eat, to socialize, to exercise, he even went to sleep with it on! He donned the bodysuit more and more until he spent entire days as his new identity Park Seo Joon.

"우와! 이 허벅지 근육 좀 보세요! 나는 거대하다!!" (Wow! Just look at these thigh muscles! I'm huge!!)

Val showered inside the bodysuit too. The flowing, warm water ran through his hair and onto his broad shoulders. All of his limbs were beefy slabs of muscle, and Val enjoyed slathering himself thoroughly with soap as he washed up.

The light dusting of black pubic hair coupled with a thick, veiny cock with a bright pink dick head was definitely one of his favorite parts of his new body. It would always harden whenever he showered, and occasionally he would indulge it by stroking one out. He could hardly believe just how amazing it felt to jerk off in the bodysuit. At first, jerking off in the bodysuit felt like jerking off but with a tight dick sleeve wrapped around his member. But soon enough, Val couldn’t even tell the difference between his own cock and the bodysuit’s. Jerking off was just like the real thing, if not better!

Once he was done showering, Val continued about his day. But as he sat down to watch his favorite TV show, he quickly became bothered by the fact that it was in English. As the time went by with the bodysuit on, his grasp of the English language faded away until he eventually got fed up and set everything to Korean. It was the language he was most fluent in after all.

Val fixed the language settings on his TV and sat back down on his leather couch. While watching, his phone rang. He hit the pause button and picked it up.

"안녕하세요? 말하는 박서준." (Hello? Park Seo-joon speaking.)

Seo Joon nodded as he listened closely to what the caller had to say. Then his eyes lit up. Apparently, his photos had been trending in South Korea's pop culture scene. Enough so that a social media agent from South Korea had reached out to sign him on as a new social media star!

He looked out the window as he thought about the enticing offer, though quite frankly, he already had his answer. He agreed to the offer and moved to South Korea under his new identity, leaving behind his old one Val. There, Seo Joon lived a comfortable life being adored by people who loved his handsome, muscular, attractive body just as much as he did.

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I don't realize that I possess a high level of confidence until I am around other women. I then get to witness how disembodied, timid or afraid many of us are, how scared we can be to share our real thoughts, especially to someone we may be attracted to, or do things alone. I get to see how we can be easily triggered or ungrounded based on what is happening in the environment. I also notice that women tend to pay a lot of attention to how others are perceiving them, observing who is watching, and easily influenced or altered by other people's emotions/actions. I used to be like that as well. This is actually a weakened, hyper-feminine, damsel-in-distressed state and building more harmony in our energetic makeup will be necessary for mind-body-spirit-economic thriving. I wasn't always confident that's for sure, not in my teens or early 20s. When I think about where my confidence rose from, it had a lot to do with me learning to unplug from the matrix, letting go the need to blindly follow status quo thinking, learning to adore my own company and do things alone, and strengthtraining my body. I stopped following the crowd and doing what was cool and popular in my late 20s and started training my body to open up my guardian wisdomkeeper within in order to bring my divine gifts into the world. The Core of the Body is the Original Brain "Most say the gut/core is the 2nd brain, but I treat my gut like the first brain." --India If you have the mobility, any kind of routine and ritualized bending, twisting, squatting, lunging, pulling/pushing, or walking/sprinting action sparks the flow/fluids/energy in your core area. Everything is energy and when we bring in more energy into the center of our bodies (our core/womb space/gut), we begin to solve our body's issues. I have a very "prissy" sassy, socialized feminine nature. It's how I was raised and what I saw modeled growing up in my home. And I have been to the most hood ass gym alone in Atlanta, "Lee Haney Gym" on Ponce de Leon. It was occupied mostly by big muscular men and a few women who competed in bodybuilding competitions and were on steroids in obvious ways. And I still was able to workout alone. This gym had the best high-quality equipment that I could afford at the time and I would put on my headphones, focus my gaze, and do what I needed to do. Overtime I found some of the men to be the sweetest, kindest souls and they embraced me like a little sister and the others --well--I pretty much ignored them. Plus doing exercises that work the center of the body (solar plexus or belly area) gifts you with a natural confidence that can't be faked. This area energetically corresponds to the solar plexus, or the spaciousness where non-arrogant warrior-level confidence is born. Anything from squats, pilates, to HIIT classes will help to bring more stability to your body which increases your knowledge of self and naturally inspires greater confidence. Taking l-theanine magnesium (regulates sleep and anxiety) and not treating your stomach like a 'garbage can' also help. Nurturing the truth of the divine feminine is deeply DEEPLY important but nourishing athleticism (in harmony with your unique and beautiful range of motion and mobility) and nutrient-dense cellular nutrition are also important. Always pray over your food as well. You can't be so feminine that you leave your body behind. And a healthy (or healthier) body is a naturally confident one.

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Buck & Eddie: 6x14 - Panic Attacks and Cheaters

Both Buck and Eddie made comments in 6x14 “Performance Anxiety” that were JARRING and after thinking about it, I realized why the things they said were so interesting. It seems like their comments about panic attacks and cheaters were callbacks to season 5.

Eddie

When Eddie told Hen, “I do not panic!” everyone sitting at the table with him knew he was lying and the viewers who watched season 5 knew he was lying too. So… that means one of two things, either Eddie has a severe case of convenient amnesia, which is UNLIKELY, or he lied in CANON to remind the audience that he has in fact had panic attacks.

It appears everyone at the 118 knows Eddie’s had panic attacks and their facial expressions after he said he doesn’t panic proved it. Chimney and Buck looked at each other because Chimney saw Eddie have an attack while they were at the air traffic control tower in 5x1 “Panic” but he didn’t say anything. Eddie admitted he had them to Buck in 5x2 “Desperate Times” and even though Bobby wasn’t at the table with them in 6x14, he knows about Eddie’s panic too since he saw Eddie have an attack in 5x1 during the same call that Chimney saw him have one. Chimney and Hen are both paramedics and best friends, therefore it’s very likely he told her about Eddie’s panic attacks too.

Why would Eddie lie about something so important?

It appears he may have lied to remind the audience that he did in fact have them which could have also been to prove that he’s been lying about something else. Since he lied and said he didn’t have panic attacks, even though he did have them, what else could he be lying about?

Hmmm… I wonder what it could be🧐🧐🧐.

His mess

In addition to the lie he told; his chin looked messy because it had spaghetti sauce on it. Eddie’s been shown eating before but he’s never left food just sitting on his face without him attempting to wipe it off. At one point, he held a napkin in his hand so it appears he left the mess on his face on purpose. Some people may think it’s normal but him leaving the spaghetti sauce there could be related to the lie he told the team about him not panicking too since his ex-girlfriend said, after he broke up with her, “Sorry about the mess... but I guess it’s your mess now” and Eddie replied, “Yeah, I guess it is.” Eddie’s panic was because of his mess and she left it for him to clean up.

While they were discussing Eddie’s blind date, he told them, “I have to figure out how to let her down easy”, Buck replied, “Ooo, you’re not good at that” and Eddie said, “No, I’m not” which appears to be another callback to 5x3 when Eddie told AF, “Maybe you should go home first”. He doesn’t know how to let a woman down easy but he’s never had any problems articulating himself when he’s talking to Buck. Also, Buck’s response to Eddie about him not being good at letting women down easy, proves that Buck knows about Eddie telling AF, “Maybe you should go home first”.

Buck

It’s unusual for Buck to get aggressive or for him to make an abrupt statement to a victim while the 118 is on a call. But in 6x14 when they arrived at the bodybuilders’ competition, he told the contestant’s father, “That’s probably why everyone is so angry. No one likes a cheater”.

Well… his comment was also a callback to season 5 because he cheated on his girlfriend and the viewing audience was NOT HAPPY about it. It seems like the show was letting the audience know they heard and read the comments about the way they made Buck a cheater when in the past he never would have cheated especially after he had been catfished in season 1.

In 5x11 “Outside Looking In”, LD kissed him and he kissed her back but instead of him telling his girlfriend what he did, he asked her to move in with him. While he and Hen were in the Uber, he told her that he stopped the kiss and ran away which was a big fat lie. He finally admitted to TK that he cheated after she had already moved in and she had given up her apartment. Even though he admitted his mistake and apologized to her, the damage had already been done.

Why did Buck tell the victim “No one likes a cheater”?

It appears his comment was made for two reasons. First, it was done to remind the audience that he did in fact cheat on his girlfriend and second, the show finally acknowledged the fact that they heard the audience’s frustrations regarding the decision they made to make Buck a cheater. Even though Buck’s comment was made in the same episode as Eddie’s, it seems like his comment about cheaters didn’t have the same effect as Eddie’s comment about him not having panic attacks.

Yesterday, my blog post included an explanation of the reasons why Captain Mehta and Chief Williams were in 6x13 “Mixed Feelings” (linked here) and it appears the show wanted to remind the audience about The Earthquake from season 2 and The Shooting from season 4. In 6x14, Buck and Eddie made statements to remind viewers about things they did in season 5. With only four episodes left in season 6, will Buck and Eddie make more comments that will be callbacks to previous seasons? Only the showrunner(s), writers and producers know the answer to that question.

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shannonsketches · 9 months

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Since that body types post is going around again I feel like y’all should know about one of my favorite cis women Renee Campbell, a 46 year old mother of two who is also a world champion competitive bodybuilder and Tiktok Thirst Trap

#She is obsessively beefy and someone you should check out if you’re researching for cisfem characters who practice hypertrophy #And yes she does have an onlyfans

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kirathecactus · 9 months

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There are X number of episodes pf Beetlejuice cartoon that I haven't seen until this summer. And the episode about how Beetlejuice fought for the rights of men to participate in beauty pageants touched my heart in terms of the number of screenshots that I would like to redraw. (I have a couple more, maybe I’ll post them later if you ask ;))

Did you know that until the end of the 90s, only women were allowed to participate in beauty pageants? A bodybuilding competition is not the same as a male beauty pageant.

I didn't know either.

#beetlejuice cartoon #beetlejuice #beetlegeuse #beetlejuice fanart #beetlejuice 1988

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xinyuehui · 11 months

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CRUSH OVER 2023 《我可以47》

No idea how many of you watch variety shows but I have to tell y'all my new obsession with Crush Over 2023 💪

↳ It's on Youtube and Tencent WETV with subs (the subs are little out of sync on yt, it's better on wetv)

Idol Producer, Youth with You, Chuang might not survived the purge but get ready for Produce 101 muscle edition with Donnie Yen as a host 🕺

(Gif of Donnie Yen dancing on the show)

47 contestants come together to compete in multiple challenges that will test their limits.

(Can't fit them all in but here's some screenshots of some of them)

The premise is a little apocalyptic cyberpunk-esque. Contestants will embark on "a journey for the true strength" upon boarding the Ark of Infinity. The voyage will last 21 days. The final ten people standing will get to fight the Infinity Ark Captain Donnie Yen Ip Man style.

And that is not true, I made that up , they are not gonna have a fight but it would be hilarious if it did happen 😂

One of the most enticing parts about this is that the contestants are all champions in their field. They are not influencers or traditional type of “celebrities” (apart from Santa (Into1)). They come from various backgrounds such as acrobatics, professional rock climber, firefighter, spartan, DEKA, CrossFit, MMA, UFC etc...

The women in this show are absolute beasts as well, I'm in love!!! This jiejie, Zhang Yuhan, Olympic competitive swimmer. Ranked 7th in the initial exercise, making her the only women team leader in round one.

Shen Yajie, professional bodybuilder. Did 100x20kg bench presses in one go, highest record amongst all players on the show.

First team challenge: Chinese chess (Xiangqi)

Director: What if, I get a bunch of meatheads to play a strategic based game 🤔

And he did exactly that 😂 However! This is no ordinary game of Chinese chess. They are given an "endgame" beforehand to practice at first, they do not know which side they are on yet. The actual game will be played out on a giant board.

The chess pieces' weight range from 150kg-200kg. All members are allowed to push the pieces.

Each team gets 15 minutes to play. Similar to timed chess, after each turn, the player will be able to stop the timer. The timer here is located on top of a climbing wall, one of the team members will only be allowed to climb it after a move have been made.

There's one catch! Each member also corresponds to a piece on the board (the opponents do not know which piece is who), if the piece is removed from the board during the game, the corresponding player will also be removed from the game. As the game goes on, losing players will slow the process of moving the heavy chess pieces.

It's a race against tactics, physical strength and time. Who will checkmate first? Who will run out of time first?

The show is incredibly hyped, keeps you engaged and invested in the players too. There's currently 2 episodes out (and each episode is split into 2). Do not worry that it might be tense the entire time! There's a good amount of humour laced into it!! And 6-packs obv 💪🦵

The later exercises supposedly will mimic natural disasters such as flooding, earthquakes and sandstorms. Can't wait to see how it turns out!!

#Crush Over 2023 #crush over #我可以47 #donnie yen #甄子丹 #caps #cdramasource #cvariety #cvarietyedit #chinese variety #chineseartistsinc #chinesemedia #i watched this bc donnie yen was on the cover but the players are the true mvp 😩💪💪🦵🦵 i root for all of them #it showcase them all in different ways like you might think they were weak on one challenge but the next challenge they rank no.1 #i love how chinese chess was incorporated in the first one makes it a lot more exciting and not just muscle muscle muscle

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