#yet you spend all that time waiting and regretting not putting on some sunscreen protection?

[maybebanks]

He’ll Find Another

JJ Maybank x (kook) reader

You flopped on your bed, letting out a loud sigh as you fought the urge to giggle and scream like a little girl.

You look up at the your bedroom ceiling, staring at the painted stars that had been there ever since you were little.

“Why are you so excited?” Your little sister says, entering your room, plopping down at the edge of your bed.

You quickly get up, “Promise not to tell?” You whisper.

She raises her eyebrow, “sure! Pinky?” She offers.

You both lock pinkies and seal it with a kiss on your thumbs.

“Spill!” she demands.

“Shh!” You reprimand, closing the door.

“So...you know JJ?” You say, blushing.

“That guy who mows our lawn-“ your sister starts but you cut her off.

“Yes, but he’s not just that...he’s super sweet and protective...” you say dreamily.

“Oh my god! You have a crush on him?” She says surprised.

“We’ve been hanging out...in secret,” you explain.

“Holy shit! You know, I heard you climb out your window that one night-“ she begins but you cut her off again.

“Today he saved me from Rafe...and then...he kissed me!” you say, beaming. It was like you were a school girl, god you have to get a hold of yourself.

“Where? At the beach kegger?” She asks, confused on how you were describing the scene as super romantic.

“No! We were on the front path. He walked me home,” you describe.

“You are whipped,” she mutters.

“Shut up,” you roll your eyes, “I just...it felt so different. He’s so genuine, not like Topper, or Rafe...” you say, listing all the guys you’ve known, it was as if you were expected to date them, being a kook in all.

“Alright, well I’m going to bed,” your sister says, jumping up.

“See ya,” you reply, then tuck yourself into your covers, the butterflies in your stomach still evident.

—

“Good morning!” You say to everyone, your father, older brother Jason, and your sister were sitting at the table and your mother was cooking breakfast.

“Sit down, darling,” your father orders, gesturing to the chair beside him, he hasn’t made eye contact with you yet.

“No thanks, I am going to meet Kie-“

“Today is an important day for me, have a seat and join us for breakfast. I can’t have you going off today,” he said sternly. He was a business man with a reputation to uphold, and for some reason, he was restricting your privilege, he barely knew you were spending time with Pogues.

You roll your eyes and sit down, faking a smile to your father.

You grab a piece of bacon off the center dish and take a bite, receiving a scold for your mother.

You look up at your siblings, your brother Jason was wearing a polo, ready to golf or something.

You locked eyes with him and gestured to popping his color. He gives you a dirty look, and you laugh.

You look at your sister, you holds out her hand and kisses it, making loud kissing noises with her mouth.

‘Shut up!’ You mouth the words.

Jason looks at you funny, you shrugged at him as if you didn’t know what your sister was doing.

About half an hour later, breakfast was finally coming to an end.

Suddenly, the sound of a lawn mower starting erupts from outside, your brother has left the room and so has your sister.

Your heart started beating as soon as you saw JJ, he was wearing a grey muscle tee, looking hot as ever.

“Okay Dad, I’m going to Sarah’s,” you say quickly, getting up and about to head to JJ.

“Not so fast, young lady,” he stops you.

“Why?” You question.

“Your shoulders are burning from all that surfing. I’m not letting you leave the house without sunscreen,” he replies.

You roll your eyes.

“Listen to your father, honey,” your mother says.

“Alright, sorry,” you say and make your way towards the stairs.

Quickly ascending them and running to the bathroom where your sunscreen was, there also just happened to be a window, with a clear view of JJ.

When you peaked your head out to check, you noticed your father speaking to him, and JJ looking concerned.

You pushed open your window and listened closely.

“I’m regret to do this, but I’m going to have to let you go,” your father says.

“What-Sir..why? I need this job...” JJ asks, utterly confused as to why he was being fired.

“It’s a matter of safety,” your father explain.

“Safety? Who is unsafe?” JJ asks, raising his voice slightly.

Your father doesn’t answer his question, he just pulls out some money and hands it to JJ, “this is this weeks payment...”

You didn’t stop to keep listening, needing to confront your dad on the mistake he was making.

Once you arrived downstairs you were too late to catch JJ.

“Dad! Why did you just fire him?” You ask angerly, “JJ did nothing wrong or unsafe, what the hell was that bullshit!” You shout.

He approaches you equally as angry, then, in the heat of the moment, grabs your wrist tightly and pulls you closer to him, “no daughter of mine will speak to me that way! And I will surly not have you messing around with boys like Maybank,” he seethes.

You were frightened, “what-what do you mean?”

He lets go of you, “we are not having this discussion any longer, put on a skirt and cancel your plans with Sarah, you are going to the country club with Jason and Rafe Cameron,”

“No!” You shout, Rafe had always creeped you out, but at least Jason would be there.

He squeezed your wrist tighter, “this is not a choice,” he says, then finally let’s go and walks off. Leaving your wrist burning red.

You went upstairs, fighting tears, still confused and upset for JJ, your father didn’t know what it was like for a pogue, this job, was something JJ needed.

—

“What’s up with you, pretty girl?” Rafe asks you, looking back at you from the passenger seat.

“Nothing,” you mumble, rubbing your wrist, making sure to cover the newly forming bruise.

“Is this about that Maybank guy Dad just fired?” Jason asks, keeping his eyes on the road.

“Maybank? As in that pogue JJ?” Rafe scoffs, him and JJ were kind of enemies.

“Dad fired him for no reason! He needed the job,” you express, “it’s just fucking unfair,”

“Why do you care?!” Rafe asks, “a girl like you doesn’t have time for guys like JJ,” you could hear the hatred in his voice.

You rolled your eyes, and scoffed at Rafe, you didn’t think you were better then the pogues just because you were richer.

He leaned back and placed a hand on your knee, you gave him a weird look.

“Wouldn’t want that pretty face to get dirty, from associating with the Pogues,” he says, his hand inching up your thigh.

“Fuck y-“ you start but Jason cuts you off.

“Hey, cool it Rafe that’s my sister!” He says, punching Rafe gently in the chest.

“Alright, alright,” Rafe chuckles, winking at you.

“He’ll find another job, Y/n,” Jason says, trying to comfort you and end the conversation.

Y’all had arrived at the country club.

—

You practically hid in the locker room the whole time, trying to call JJ and explaining to Sarah what happened with your dad.

Soon it was around 5:00pm and time to leave, you wasted a whole day, a day where you could have been out on a boat, or surfing, or at a bonfire. You wondered what the pogues were doing.

When you found Jason, he was now with Topper too, Him, Rafe, and Topper all got in his car, you followed.

Topper sat next to you in the back seat, you tried to go on your phone the whole time, but it quickly died.

“Yo! I was just like...wham! Hit that pogue in the face!” Rafe shouts happily.

You furrow your eyebrows in concern as they all laugh, the music was blazing some rap.

“Topper? What are you..who did you beat up?” You say shuttering at the thought.

“That punk Pope, from the cut! It was damn easy too,” Tooper smiles, as if it would impress you.

“What the hell! He didn’t do anything!” You defend.

“Aw come on Y/n! It’s kooks vs. pogues, they hit us..we hit them!” Topper explains.

“But-“

“Y/n! Would you stop with the charity act! What are you, banging some pogue?!” Rafe shouts.

“I’m not.” You reply.

Jason turns down the music.

“Wait hold on! You were kissing JJ that one night man, that was you!” Topper says.

You raise your eyebrows, “No I wasn’t!” You lie, they would hate you if they knew.

“Is that why Dad fired him?” Jason asks.

“I-...no,” you mumble.

“Oh my god,” Jason says.

“Pogue slut! Jesus, you fuck John B too? Explains why you hang out with Sarah,” Rafe says.

“What?! No! Fuck you!” You yell.

“You just a fucking slut! Like Sarah! I thought you were different,” he pauses, putting a hand on your thigh, you squirm away, “but your just a little whore!”

A few tears involuntarily escape your eye, Jason wasn’t sticking up for you, these boys had their grudges, and now, you had yours.

At the stop sign, you quickly jumped out of the car and slammed the door shut. Then ran in the direction of the Cut. Where you thought they wouldn’t follow you.

You couldn’t stop the tears from falling as you ran farther and farther away, you had only been to John B’s house twice, and you really wanted to talk to JJ. And JJ never told you where he lived.

After a while of searching, your tears dried and you finally arrived at JB’s chateau.

You knocked on the door and Kie answers. Immediately you wrap your arms around her and start crying again.

“Hey! Y/n? What’s wrong?” She asks.

“They hate me, the kooks hate me, and I hate them!” You cry, your sleeve riding up as you hugged her.

“What did they do?” Sarah asked, coming from inside.

“Topper and Rafe. They beat up Pope, and then called me a slut for caring, they accused me of sleeping with...whatever. It’s not a big deal I just can’t deal with everyone trying to control me,” you explain.

“I’m sorry,” they say, hugging you again.

“And my dad-“ you start quietly. But pope interrupts you.

“Y/n?” He asks. You rush over to him.

“Are you okay?!” You ask inspecting his face, “those fucking bastards,” you mumble.

“It’s fine,” Pope says.

“No it’s not fine! They caved your face in!” You yell.

Pope looks at the floor, “don’t worry, we-“

“Pope!” JJ cuts him off before he reveals anything.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” JJ asks, he looked sad.

“I just needed, to talk to you...” you say, feeling as if they didn’t want you here.

“Did Rafe do that?!” He asks, pointing down at you.

“Do..what?” You ask, frightened. Pulling your sleeves down.

“You know what I mean,” JJ says, walking closer.

“Can..can we talk-outside,” you ask, shuddering.

“Yeah, of course,” JJ responds.

Once you are alone you pull him close into a hug, “I’m so sorry my dad fired you. It’s all my fault. I tried to stop him...but he got so..mad. I’m sorry,” you apologize.

“It’s not your fault,” he says, rubbing your back, then he pulls at your wrist, slowly removing the fabric of your sleeve.

“He did this?” JJ asks.

“No,” you lie, “I tripped on the..thing,” you lie, you were ashamed of what you made him do, JJ didn’t need to know.

“Y/n I’m not stupid. I’ve seen this before,” he says, tracing the finger marks.

“I don’t know what your talking about,” you brush it off.

“Y/n,” he says sternly.

“Don’t worry, JJ!”

“I do worry! I worry you’ll end up like me! The only way I can let go of my dad is when I’m high or..when I’m with you,” JJ exclaims.

“I-you...” you didn’t need to ask, you knew what he meant.

You cupped his cheeks in your hands and he lifted you by your waist, colliding your lips together.

“I’m going to get you your job back.”

PART 2

[captainkippen]

A tyrus swimming one shot??

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When TJ stepped outside that morning he thought the sky might never have been as blue as it was before. The day was sweltering, sun beating down on the world and creating heat waves that made the pavement ahead all wavy. He was grateful he didn’t have to walk anywhere, but even for the five minutes that he was perched on the porch to wait for the others to pick him up were nearly unbearable.

They head down to the lake in the beat up old pickup truck that Jonah had received for his birthday that year. It always made TJ laugh when he heard it coming, it was so loud and cranky you knew it was on its way before it was even in sight. He had no idea why anyone thought it was a good idea to have such a big truck in Shadyside, but it made him smile. They’d all hop into the back and hope they didn’t get pulled over because on days like this it just made more sense to carpool. Since the group was pretty big Walker would drive too. He’d go pick up Amber, Iris and Gus because as much as they all loved the truck they weren’t completely willing to die by cramming everyone in the back. Reed and Lester would take their bikes down because they could - TJ probably would have too if it weren’t for the excited way Cyrus looked at him when they were making plans.

It was the Fourth of July and the whole group planned to spend the day down by the water. They’d been planning it for a couple of months now, TJ knew for a fact that Cyrus had been stockpiling bags of marshmallows for the campfire, and it was all Buffy had been able to talk about the past few days. He’d been pretty excited himself but work after school and picking up extra credit was pretty exhausting so he hadn’t had much time to think about it. However, when Jonah pulled into the driveway he pushed all stressful thoughts from his mind and decided that today was a day for three things only; sunbathing, swimming, and copious amounts of junk food.

Obviously, they weren’t the only ones with similar plans, because when they arrived at the side of the was packed with cars. Fortunately, they’d anticipated that, and they surpassed the cluttered side of the lake and drove around to the side they knew would be less crowded. Most people wouldn’t bother going where they were because there weren’t toilets, but Reed had valiantly volunteered lifts around to the bathrooms when the girls needed them.

When they all tumbled out of the truck it wasn’t long before the others pulled up behind them. TJ watched in amusement as Marty and Lester both immediately stripped off their shirts and flopped down on the grass. At some point, somebody dug out a set of speakers and filled the air with poppy summer tunes. Cyrus laid out a blanket carefully and patted the spot next to him, indicating for TJ to sit down. He dug out the sunscreen instantly.

“I already put some on before we left,” TJ complained.

“Skin cancer is no joke,” Cyrus said seriously. “Shirt off, please.”

He sighed and made a show of rolling his eyes but did as he was told while the others snickered at them in the background.

“It’s like he’s your mom,” Reed laughed, then laughed harder when TJ flipped him off. He could pretend to be annoyed all he liked, but he had to admit it secretly made him happy to be cared about so much. Cyrus went through the same routine as nearly everyone else except Iris, who was just as prepared as him and lecturing the girls about taking care of themselves and didn’t relax until everyone was suitably protected and armed with a fresh bottle of water.

The afternoon stretched on for what felt like forever. They slipped in and out of the water, chicken fighting and doing handstands in the shallower part, then swimming out to see how far they could get before someone gave in and turned around. It was maybe the most fun he’d ever had in his life. It felt like a summer straight from the movies.

At one point TJ fell asleep only to be woken up half an hour later by Amber armed with glitter and nail polish. He sighed and let her paint his fingernails red, blue and white so he could “get in the spirit of the holiday”, stretching back and listening to Cyrus and Iris passionately discuss Komodo dragons.

When darkness started to fall late in the evening they pulled on extra layers of clothes (though they weren’t needed too much it was still warm) and dug out the blankets. Watching Jonah and Reed argue over how to start a fire, only for Iris to end up doing it instead, was maybe the funniest thing he’d witnessed all week. Cyrus draped an extra blanket around d his and TJ’s shoulders and leaned into his side, allowing TJ to slip an arm around his waist. They stayed like that as they roasted marshmallows. It was inevitable that Jonah would pull out his guitar but when he did TJ groaned teasingly. Marty prodded him until he agreed to play a shaky version of the national anthem, the others singing along as terribly as they could, and then Reed caused a fuss by announcing he’d brought fireworks.

Evidently, that was the moment Cyrus decided it was best to make a break for it. He leaned in and spoke low into TJ’s ear, sending shivers down his spine.

“You wanna go for a walk?”

TJ nodded and stood, holding a hand out to pull Cyrus up. He didn’t let go as they walked away. He could feel Buffy and Andi’s eyes on them as they went, but the rest of the group was distracted by the chaos of the fireworks. It would be at least half an hour before they had them all set up and ready to go, probably under the watchful eye of a concerned Walker. He chuckled to himself. He loved his friends but boy were they idiots sometimes.

He and Cyrus silently weaved their way through the thickening trees slowly, fingers still entwined, listening to the crickets chirp. Around them fireflies faded in and out of visibility, giving the world an almost magical atmosphere. Eventually, they came to another edge of the water. They could see the lake stretching out before them, lights flickering on the other side where other people had set up their own fires and barbecues. There was still a slight glow of light on the horizon from where the sun hadn’t completely finished its descent, but that hasn’t stopped the stars from starting to make an appearance.

“Nice night,” TJ commented inanely. Cyrus had been unusually quiet this evening. It seemed as though he may have been a little lost in his own head. TJ wondered what he was thinking about that had captured his attention so firmly.

Cyrus hummed in agreement, then dropped TJ’s hand abruptly and tugged his shirt over his head.

He stared at him, baffled. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going swimming,” Cyrus said simply, pulling off his shoes next. “You coming?”

“You’re insane,” he replied, shaking his head, but started stripping off himself and followed Cyrus into the water.

It has cooled down significantly since the sun had gone down, but it wasn’t cold enough to make TJ regret all his life choices yet so he took it as a win. The two of them swam lazily out too a deeper part of the lake and then stopped, flipping over to float on their backs. TJ stared up at the stat-dotted sky. In the distance, he could hear the faint sounds of raucous laughter and music playing. The crickets continued to chirp and the waves lapped gently at the shore. The whole night felt so serene. It was so beautiful. He was lucky to be alive.

He startled when he felt something touch his hand, turning his head to find Cyrus watching him with his own hand stretched out. TJ smiled and entwined their fingers once again.

“You okay?” he asked.

“I’m great,” Cyrus replied, shutting his eyes and leaning his head back. It didn’t sound like he was lying but there was an edge of something that TJ couldn’t identify to his voice. The thought of something troubling Cyrus troubled him, so he decided to distract him from his thoughts.

SPLASH!

Cyrus made an outraged noise, turning himself upright and wiping at his face. He huffed as TJ laughed.

“Trust you to ruin a nice moment,” he said accusingly, before splashing him right back.

It devolved fast from there. They flicked water at one another, wrestling rambunctiously and trying (maybe failing a little) not to choke on half the lake as they went. By the time they’d tired themselves out TJ’s sides were sore from laughter and he was completely out of breath. Around Cyrus, he found that was often the case. Nobody else brought him quite as much joy.

He didn’t realise how close their faces were together until he finished blinking water out from his eyes. They were only inches apart, Cyrus still clutching his shoulders, legs anchored around his waist.

“So I’ve been doing some thinking,” Cyrus said.

“A dangerous pastime.”

He flickered TJ on the ear and laughed. “Shut up.”

“Sorry, sorry. So you’ve been doing some thinking?”

He nodded. “About us.”

“Us?” TJ said in surprised.

The way Cyrus talked was like he was laying out a business proposal. It was almost endearing. “Yes. I’ve been thinking about us. We spend almost every day together, I know you like the back of my own hand and I know you know me just as well, and I realised the other day that with anyone else that would probably bother me because like… personal space, y’know? But with you it doesn’t.”

“So…”

“So I came to the conclusion I’m in love with you.”

For a moment the world stopped. TJ seriously considered the idea that maybe he’d drowned while they were wrestling and this is some weird side effect of the afterlife.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m in love with you,” Cyrus stated clearly.

Huh. There was no way that he could really misinterpret that. He didn’t know how to respond. It felt a little like his body and brain had shut down. All he could do was stare at Cyrus with his mouth gaping open like a fish.

The thing was… he’d been in love with Cyrus since they were fourteen years old. This as a fact he’d come to accept, paired with the obvious fact that Cyrus didn’t feel the same way. Apparently, he’d been wrong about that.

“Can you please say something?” Cyrus asked, a hint of worry to his voice. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I just thought I should let you know.”

There they were floating in a lake, the world around them suspended in time, and Cyrus Goodman was in love with TJ Kippen. A brief flash of annoyance hit him, did this mean that he could’ve been kissing Cyrus this entire goddamn time? Then that feeling gave way to one of excitement and realisation.

“Oh my God,” he said. “Oh my God. Of course, I feel the same way. I’ve been in love with you for years.”

“You have?!”

“Yes,” TJ rolled his eyes. “I’m pretty sure you’re the last to find out.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.”

Before he could say anything else, Cyrus was pressing their lips together. The kiss was tentative and unnecessarily wet from the lake water but somehow it still managed to be perfect. Above them, fireworks exploded to life filling the sky with thousands of colours. They looked up and laughed. It was the perfect day.

[alittletournesol]

Baby You’re My Rescue {JongKey}

commission for missrenebae: rescuer au!

Kibum is running in the streets, ignoring the burning of the sun on his shoulders. He knows he should have put some sunscreen on but he hates the smell of the one he has, yet he’s too lazy to look for another one. Two reasons to it, first, one never knows what kind of stuff they put in products nowadays ; second, his skin isn’t what most matters at the moment.

Without stopping his race, he quickly looks down to check on two small balls of fur he was holding tight against his chest, unmoving. He can barely distinguish that one of the pups is brown while the other one is black, since they’re both covered with dry dirt.

“Hold on boys, hold on.” He whispers as he runs towards the first veterinary clinic he finds in the city.

He enters the building and immediately rushes to the reception, asking to see a doctor as a matter of urgency. The woman behind the desk glances at the two animals he’s holding and asks him to go in the waiting room while she goes to warn someone. Kibum sighs because he can feel the pups being so weak in his arms... yet he heads to the room next door and paces up and down, the waiting seeming like hours.

When he hears the door open, he turns over and walks to the veterinarian who’s there ; he seems young, maybe the same age as him, with white hair and thin round glasses. His face is flawless and his expression as sweet as sugar, yet his furrowed eyebrows betray his sudden worry. He commands Kibum to follow him and they both go to his surgery.

“Please lie them here.” The vet says as he rolls out the paper sheet on the examination table. “Are they your dogs ?”

“No, no they’re not mine.” Kibum quickly says as he obeys the order, putting the pups on the sheet with an extreme gentleness. “I found them in the suburbs, in a waste ground. They were lying in a puddle of dirty water, I think they wanted to drink but with this heat... They must be dehydrated and from what I see they’re barely one year old. They must have been abandoned by this kind of assholes who can’t take care of their pets when they leave on holiday.”

“You seem to know a lot about dangerous situations with pets.”

“I’m a rescuer. An animal rescuer.”

“Really... Who could have guessed, though...”

The vet glances at Kibum, making a face before he focuses back on examining the dogs. The rescuer cocks an eyebrow, not sure about what was just insinuated about him. He just has the time to notice the white haired man’s eyes checking... his clothes ? 

He’s only wearing a plain white tank top and jeans ripped at the knees, with a double chained belt. He hasn’t put a lot of accessories since it’s hot outside, only a few rings, a bracelet, his watch and a necklace... and his cap. One of his favourite, black and reminding of leather ! And his sunglasses — he notices he hasn’t taken them off and immediately fixes it, hanging to his top’s collar. But really, he doesn’t understand in what way his outfit is that negatively outstanding to the vet.

Kibum rolls his eyes. Once again, he’s being judged for his looks by someone who doesn’t know an once of who he is.

“Actually I’m not on duty, it’s my day off.” He replies. “Is there a problem with my clothes, sir ?”

“You may admit that it’s not really convenient for a rescuer...” The vet says, not looking up.

“Not everyone wears a white coat, sir, but it doesn’t mean people who don’t are unworthy of respect.”

The white haired man raises his eyebrows at the harsh and firm answer, and he looks up to meet Kibum’s eyes. Considering his expression, he’s not used to be put in his place, and the rescuer can’t help but smirk — which doesn’t go unnoticed by the veterinarian, who somehow returns it.

“My apologies, then.” He says, the other man nodding as a way to accept. “The pups will be fine, you’re right, they’re dehydrated and need to be fed and cooled. Their blood pressure is a bit low but they will make it.”

“I’m really glad to hear that.” Kibum sighs with relief. “So what will happen to them ?”

“I will take care of them here, then call the RSPCA so they will take them to one of their centers. Their insurance will pay for the consultation.”

“Actually... I would be eternally grateful if you don’t call them.”

“I beg your pardon ? It is not a rescuer’s place to tell me what I should do for the sake of my patients.”

“Yeah, yeah, please keep that bullshit for someone whose brain is conditioned. Mine is not, and I know very well of which centers you’re talking. I visited them all, and none of them is good for animals.”

“Well it’s the law and —”

“Isn’t it your job to protect them ? Sure, you heal them when they’re sick or hurt, I saw your diploma on the wall. But I won’t believe you don’t have some human conscientiousness.”

“Sir, you don’t understand. I can’t keep abandoned dogs.”

“If you send them over there, they will spend their life being sad, mistreated and hopelessly waiting for someone to care for them. Is that what you want, doctor...?”

“Kim. Doctor Kim.”

“Doctor Kim. I won’t leave your surgery until we made a deal so these pups won’t be in danger once you heal them. And if I have to sleep here, watch me.”

The veterinarian raises an eyebrow, surprises by the other man’s audacity, yet a bit amused. He ends up smiling and lets a slight laugh out as he pets one of the pups who starts moving. 

“You won’t give up, huh ?” He just asks, even though he knows he’s not really asking.

“No sir.” Kibum affirms. 

“There is only one way to avoid the centers, but I’m not sure I can trust you for that. After all, I don’t know you and you just rushes here, kinda insulting my profession.”

“Well it’s only fair. You kinda insulted me because of my clothes, which is really asshole-like.”

“You... I will ignore that. So, I can propose you to take the pups with you. I have several certificates that allow me to grant adoptions.”

“Are you saying I must adopt two young dogs to save them from those centers of hell ?”

“Seems like the holes in your pants don’t reflect your brain.”

Kibum widens his eyes at the bluntness of the vet, and bursts out laughing, surprising the other man and even making the dogs jump with surprise and whine. Both men immediately caress their fur, between their ears to soothe and reassure them.

“Fine, I’ll take them.” Kibum accepts. “I’ve always wanted a puppy so why not two...”

“You’re an easy man, I see.” The vet smirks, pursuing before the rescuer can answer. “So I will take care of them for a week, then I will contact you so we discuss their adoption and fill some forms. I’ll also have to visit your home before the adoption, to check the hygiene.”

“We know each other for ten minutes and you already want to come to my place, sir ? Things go too fast between us, I may feel uncomfortable. I will make sure to wear pants with no holes when you will visit me.” 

The vet laughs and shakes his head before walking to his desk, grabbing a blue piece of paper and a pen. He scribbles something and folds it before coming back to the rescuer. Kibum slightly smiles and take the paper, unfolding it right away ; he then smirks a bit and looks up.

“There are two numbers on this memo, sir.” He states with a knowing tone. “I thought it was you who would contact me ? Moreover, whose person should I contact first ? Doctor Kim, with this fixed line number I assume is your office’s, or Jonghyun, on this mobile number ?”

“Some changes in my professional habits won’t hurt me, I will leave you the honor to call the office to take an appointment next week.” The white haired man explain with a smile, playing with his stethoscope on his coat. “Until then, if you ever feel like meeting this mean doctor who criticized you... maybe you can make him change his mind ?”

“I will think about it.”

Kibum winks at Jonghyun and puts the paper in his pocket. While the vet is getting a form printed — something the rescuer will have to fill before the next appointment to give a first notice of his home’s sanity and capacity to welcome two puppies — Kibum softly caress the aforesaid puppies who start to wake up thanks to the coolness of the room and the noise of humans talking. Somehow, the black one is more reactive, yet still a bit weak, and pushes his muzzle against the man’s palm ; he seems to recognize the voice of the one who took them, ran and rescued them.

In not time, the rescuer is soft and all fondled over the two poodles, and he definitely doesn’t regret to plan their adoption.

“Do you have dogs, sir ?” He asks out of the blue when Jonghyun comes back with the papers.

“I have one, yes.” The vet says.

“Nice, you will give me some advices then. I guess I will see you soon ?”

“It’s all up to you. I will let you go and give these sweethearts a good bath, then delicious food and fresh water.”

“Fine, take care of my future babies.”

The rescuer smiles and takes the form, petting the dogs one last time before walking to the door. Before leaving, he turns back.

“By the way... thank you.” He says. “I did most of the job but you were great too.”

“Just go now or your head won’t fit through that door. Some people have duty here.”

“Sure. See you soon... Jonghyun.”

Kibum smiles and leaves the surgery, then the building with a proud expression on his face. He knows he’s attractive, but it’s rare for him to get someone’s number after ten minutes. Though this vet is damn sexy himself... as he walks down the street, a little bird tells him he’s going to use that mobile number sooner than he thinks...

note: if you want me to write a drabble with a certain situation, feel free to ask me! only jongkey, minkey, onkey or jongyu!

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If you want to strip off excess body fat and build impressive levels of endurance while rewiring your muscles with the kind of primal power and control that repairs joints and prevents injury…

This letter will show you how one Disabled Marine did it…

And how you can do it too, without any fancy equipment, and in less time than you might imagine.

Hi, my name is Helder Gomes. And I’m a Service-Connected Disabled Veteran. Yet you’d never guess it from watching me train.

In fact, some of my clients call me “The Super Soldier”.

I try not to let it go to my head. But secretly, I kind of like it.

Imagine being told your body will never be able to do what it used to. Not even come close. And that you’ll have to settle for a life of “soft, weak and tired”.

Then imagine the looks on their faces when you not only prove them wrong, but suddenly…

When the odds are stacked against you, you can’t help but bathe in victory just a little.

Super Soldier? That’s an Army thing. But, yeah… I’ll take it.

Anyway, what does this have to do with you?

I want to give you my “super soldier serum”.

If you’re willing to put it to the test, I believe it will change the way you train forever.

And when put to work, these “machines” will prove — beyond a shadow of a doubt — your body’s best years are yet to come.

This underscores an important point…

See, you don’t need expensive gym memberships, functional training “circus tricks”, or puke-inducing workouts to gain an advantage over other men.

No. With what I’m about to reveal, you can unlock the hidden power in even the most basic exercises to revitalize your body and build high levels of fitness… with less reps, and no matter your age.

You’ll unleash a level of inner strength and confidence you may not know you possess right now… even if It’s buried beneath years of wear and tear.

So, if you suspect you’ve stumbled onto something unlike anything you’ll ever hear about from your average clipboard-toting trainer, you’re right. In fact…

What you are about to discover is the same secret training method I’ve taught to some of…

These are some of the scariest dudes you’ll ever lay eyes on… who have high fitness standards to meet for their jobs, but can’t afford to be fatigued and sore all the time.

I’m talking about members of the leanest and meanest fighting groups in South America and Eastern Europe…

Special Operations Units in the Middle East…

And First Responders, fellow Devil Dogs and former Navy Seals back in the States.

They have the resources to train in any discipline they’d like. And yet, time and again they contract me out for days (to weeks) at a clip to pace them through my system.

Why? One dead-serious reason: they need one of the good guys to expose and eliminate their weaknesses before the “enemy” does.

It’s kind of crazy when you think about it…

You throw out all the “rules” that Average Fitness Joes live by.

Let me give you some perspective…

See, when your body starts falling apart you’re slower to get going in the morning… fighting more aches and pains throughout the day… setbacks come more frequently, and motivation to exercise gets harder and harder to come by.

It’s nearly impossible to stick to a program when you feel beat up and blue all the time.

Worst part is, this screws with your hormones, eating away at lean muscle mass, and packing fat around your midsection and sag around your chest.

I was headed down that path.

Take a look at this picture…

Just don’t be fooled by the smile, because…

First, my wife isn’t hugging me; she’s holding me up. That’s why we’re standing so far apart.

Second, I’m covered in sunscreen and shame. And only one of them was going to wash off.

Third, I’ve lost all sense of purpose in my life.

The Marines had long since classified me no longer “fit to serve”. I’d fallen from bad-ass to fat-ass. I was just waiting for the day my wife could no longer stand the sight of me and finally wise up and hit the bricks in search of a real man. And I saw nothing but darkness in my future.

I remember sitting there not too long after this photo was taken. Just staring at it. Thinking, “Man, what a certified piece of dogshit you’ve become.”

I couldn’t get through a night without waking up in a cold sweat. Couldn’t put on a shirt without feeling like my shoulder was being ripped out of the socket. I couldn’t even make it from my bedroom to the bathroom on my own two feet, most days.

I cringed at the thought of being the dad that has to sit back and watch as some other guy teaches his kid how to play sports, or how to defend himself, or how to be an honorable man.

Why am I telling you all this? Not for your pity. But, because it’s important you know where I’m coming from if my advice is going to mean anything to you (even if that means being transparent to the point of risking embarrassment). Anyway, it should be obvious that…

And it wasn’t for lack of trying either. I’d easily drop money I didn’t really have on books and dvds and trainers. But, even beginner or “easy” workouts turned out to be anything but. In fact…

A lot of it was actually doing me more harm than good.

Most programs seemed to be created for young, able bodies. And most trainers didn’t know what to do with a body that had limitations.

So just about anything I put my body through left me regretting it the next morning.

And the doctors? Their only answer for my shoulder was: “Try not to lift your arm too high”. Their solution for my knee was to stitch in parts from a dead man to replace the parts that were missing; and even then I was told I’d still never walk in total comfort…

They told me to take it easy.

And that “acceptance” was the first step towards happiness.

And a bunch of other head-shrink stuff. Well…

They obviously didn’t know who they were talking to.

Because, able-bodied or not…

No one could give me answers, so…

I went out and found them on my own.

I knew I needed to take my research “off-grid”, and…

…on the darker corners of the fitness and human performance world that I’d spend my days and nights.

And guess what I discovered?

At an unconventional strength seminar I tracked down a bear of a man known as “The Crazy Russian”… who exposed me to weird “mental tricks” to elevating your strength simply by changing the way you THINK about how your muscles move your body…

I studied somatic exercise and other therapeutic modalities… looking for secrets to rejuvenating a body that’s stopped responding to exercise the way it used to.

I even ran into this “off-the-wall” body worker who believed most personal trainers should be charged with gross negligence — if not physical abuse — for much of what they subject their clients to. But…

And hesitant as I was, I even threw myself into the martial arts… in hopes of uncovering how some of these guys keep kicking ass well into old age. And to my shock…

Punching arts, kicking arts, grappling arts… knife, stick and weapons fighting… all of them… had a very real “magic” of internal power and body control that…

This is just the tip of the iceberg.

Once I dove headlong into the rabbit hole, I found myself mixed up in some controversial exercise theories and strange body disciplines.

The kind of stuff you almost never hear about in the magazines or mainstream media. This is why…

Look, as a guy who was once a complete and total mess, I can tell you I’m pretty darn vigilant about what I subject my body to. So when I started experimenting with all the secrets I was digging up, I kept close track of how my body responded. And guess what?

But it gets better because…

I started doing things with my body that not only shocked the hell out of the doctors who told me my best days were behind me… but gave my “glory days” a run for their money.

Imagine their surprise when I ran the New York City Marathon.

Or when they saw videos of me tossing around kettlebells like they were softballs.

Or when they heard I was rolling around on the mat with champion martial artists.

Best of all, my friends and family were now looking at me with a newfound sense of pride and respect, instead of doubt and pity.

And it wasn’t long before guys started talking…

…and word spread through back channels and I was getting cryptic messages from some dangerous dudes who wanted a peak behind the curtain.

They wouldn’t take no for an answer. And yet…

When I started letting them in on it, they couldn’t believe the simplicity. But I told them…

After years of putting countless moves, methods and strategies under a microscope, I discovered the most powerful secrets all had one thing in common:

Well, the first step of this is a simple mental shift.

That’s because you can’t separate your muscles from your nervous system (not unless your a dead man). No…

The key in this first step is simply understanding that your nervous system CONTROLS your muscles. Like a puppet master, it’s pulling your muscles strings. And it dictates what they do and how they feel.

In other words, it determines your strength, flexibility and pain. In ways that most guys are normally NOT aware of.

Anyway, the second part of this is to…

You can think of it like the difference between hammering the gas for more acceleration, and fine-tuning your engine for greater horsepower.

This is why I named my secret training system the Precision Fitness Operator System (PFO-Sys for short).

See, I figured out there are three “Power Principles” that separate Average Fitness Joes (AFJs) from Precision Fitness Operators (PFOs)…

…and allow you to train like the puppet master, instead of the puppet… so you can eliminate weakness and build combat ready conditioning at any age.

They understand that your mind drives your movement. Not in some airy-fairy “woo woo” sense. The science is clear on this. So much so that studies have shown your brain can regulate force production without you ever having to move a muscle.

This is why mental imagery can cause strength gains, it’s also why certain lower body exercises can increase the strength of your upper body, or why stretching one limb can increase the flexibility of another (unstretched) limb. So…

While AFJs train their muscles, PFOs sharpen their neural drive, and train their brain to send stronger, clearer signals to their muscles, which translates to more muscle engagement by recruiting more muscle fibers (or getting the fibers to work more quickly and efficiently).

This “reprograms” your nervous system so it activates the right muscle fibers with greater precision… granting you better muscle contraction/relaxation balance… and developing a primal strength and control that AFJs may never know…

They understand that “unified movement” makes every exercise safer, more efficient and more powerful. Don’t misunderstand me. This isn’t about “whole body” versus “isolation” training. Think of it this way…

Every good fighter pilot runs through a pre-flight checklist, eyes and flips a bunch of switches before his mission is a “go” and we have lift off. Well, PFOs do something similar with their joints, breathing, muscle engagement and form before cranking out reps.

More, they know flipping the right “switches” on and off as you move through an exercise can be the difference between a “ok” rep and a power rep.

AFJs train “harder” than they need to because they leak power. PFOs get more done with less time spent training simply by plugging their structural leaks.

By not leaking power, they prime their body to take advantage its natural, spring-like ability to load, absorb and redirect “shock”… keeping the pump on their muscles, and the pounding off their joints… smoothing out their movements so they’re less taxing on your body, but deliver more powerful results at the same time.

They understand the real measure of a man’s fitness is his ability to “keep it together” under extreme pressure. And, more important, older PFOs understand there’s a thin red line between your comfort zone and the danger zone. See…

Contrary to popular belief, pain is not weakness leaving the body… meaning “no pain, no gain” is a mantra of diminishing returns… and… stepping outside your comfort zone can often lead your body to protest and work against you.

This is why PFOs never train to muscular failure. That’s an AFJ approach, and it can lead to some nice mass gains. But, it can also lead to repetitive strain syndrome, tendon flare ups, chronic soreness, aches and pains… and fractured technique, exposing weakness. Instead…

PFOs train to technical failure. They know that, in the field, technical failure can be the difference between life and death. And their training reflects that.

By shooting for technical failure (and never missing their mark) under incrementally increasing pressure, PFOs avoid entering the “danger zone”, instead expanding their comfort zone from the inside out. Studies show this is an easier and less tiring way of increasing strength and functional capacity of your muscles, and therefore a highly efficient method of training.

These three Power Principles are so simple, yet so game-changing, that any guy can use them to turn even the most ordinary exercises into body re-building machines…

And yet, it’s easy to apply these principles the wrong way… because, quite often, applying them the RIGHT way requires LESS effort, LESS speed, LESS intensity than you might imagine.

This is something most guys have a hard time wrapping their head around. And a hard time nailing down on their own after spending so much time in an AFJ kind of world.

Which is why I believe my Precision Fitness Operator System is so valuable.

It’s proof positive that…

Making the simple shift from Average Fitness Joe to Precision Fitness Operator with PFO-Sys:

Saving your body undue wear and tear… IF that’s what you want.

Anyway, there’s a good reason for you to be excited about all of this. You see, for years the only way to learn PFO-Sys was to contract me out privately… and it never came cheap. In fact…

Because Fight Camps and Spec Ops Units usually booked me solid.

These were often several days, to multiple week-long contracts costing thousands of dollars in billable hours, plus comped travel expenses, room and board.

And being a Vet, Professional Warriors always got priority over Civis. So the little downtime I had for teaching locally was extremely exclusive.

See, recently a publishing house warmed me over to the widespread demand for something like this. Turns out the head honcho over there is a total badass… a real life Ninja.

With extensive studies in Bujinkan and other martial and fitness disciplines he travels the world as a writer and anthropologist…

…digging up some of the most effective health secrets known to man and sharing them with his readers.

With his kind of reach, I could connect with more guys than ever possible through private contracts alone. Obviously, that has economic and logistic benefit. Or so he tells me.

Which is why I’ve made a publishing deal: we could test this low cost offer in a few places, and if it does well we keep it on the market and go wide with it. If it doesn’t however…

That means, if you’re reading this message, the deal is still on. For now.

This is an unbelievably exciting package… designed you so don’t risk a single cent putting it to the test in your own home.

Here’s exactly what I’m giving you today:

It’s called the Warrior Zero Bodyweight Challenge. Check it out…

On my computer I have a “classified” folder named The Warrior Zero Project. It contains all of my research, tests, experiments and “top secret” programming.

The name stems from an attitude of self-reliance and survival… paired with an acknowledgment that the best comebacks start from ground zero.

Anyway, the heartbeat of every single piece of body re-building, combat conditioning advice in The Warrior Zero project is my Precision Fitness Operator System. And…

The foundation (and critical starting point) for learning, owning and mastering PFO-Sys is the Warrior Zero Bodyweight Challenge. And that’s what you’re getting your hands on today:

This is a PFOs bible… and now, it’s yours. Inside you’ll discover:

Most fitness gurus think it’s the WORST exercise in the world. Yet recent research confirms it may be the single most effective exercise to increase life expectancy. Plus…

Ask any Elite Operator, and they will tell you this exercise is MISSION CRITICAL.

The “Go-Muscle” secret of developing kinetic chains. (Bodybuilding athletes miss this critical training factor and suffer for it when called upon to use their “muscle” in the real world.)

The controversial power of “single rep cycling”. Ultimately, this will allow you to get more out of every workout, with less reps and without beating your body to shit.

— How to scale your training — safely and naturally — by deploying the same secret “symmetry” code Leonardo da Vinci used to create a perfectly balanced human in his famous Illustration “The Vitruvian Man”. (Ancient Greeks and Egyptians used it to design perfectly balanced works of structural art, and Bio-Mathematicians are now confirming this secret symmetry is encoded in living matter everywhere.)

— 3 “PFO Mission” Challenges. There are several weeks between challenges. And you can think of the weeks leading up to each challenge like reconnaissance — everything you’re doing is to put your mind and body in the best position to complete your Mission with flying colors. More…

You’ll know, in real time, whether or not you’re ready to “level up” or whether or not you’ve got a little more work to do before pushing your body beyond its limits and out into the danger zone.

This challenge system is a fire starter for guys who lack the motivation to stick to a training program.

And a whole bunch more…

These videos aren’t simple demonstrations the likes you’ll find on blogs or Youtube. They present a measured, “precision” approach to exercise that reveal:

Force transfer secrets… posture and alignment tricks… the overlooked power of ground reaction forces… selective tension… AND…

Why 99% of all Average Fitness Joes totally miss the boat when it comes to “ab” training.

3 priming switches all PFOs flip before each workout to make sure all systems are “go” for maximum gains. (Plus, one common switch AFJs flip that undermines the power in all their movements.)

The secret to freeing up a tight back almost instantly. (Sheds rust and stiffness — within minutes you’ll suddenly feel lighter and more energized than you might believe.)

The truth behind your body’s “linchpin joint”. (And why a simple positioning tweak can double — even triple — the power of every exercise you perform.)

The #1 exercise mistake Average Fitness Joes make that wreaks havoc on their knees.

The ultimate lazy guy’s exercise for strengthening muscles weakened and shut down by chronic sitting. (Plus, one simple adjustment to this drill that electrifies your core more than any set of sit ups and crunches will ever do.)

A seated movement that exposes “asymmetrical deficiencies” in your hips with just one rep. (These deficiencies are often the true source of a muscle ache or joint pain.)

How to get more mobility from any movement by changing the way you breath.

The vital coaching cues you can get from an inanimate household object that most clipboard-toting trainers will never tell you about. (And how it can correct dangerous — and painful — structural leaks within seconds.)

The Hollywood “Walk of Fame” secret to unlocking fully integrated, pressing power.

How to use the three-legged table test to determine whether or not your TRULY ready (and safe) to progress out to harder and harder pressing movements. (If there’s any “wiggle-wobble” here you know with 100% certainty you’ve got more work to do before moving any further.)

Why your shoulders determine the proper depth of push up for your body type. (And when chest-kissing the ground can set you up for a setback.)

A special 3-second, 3-point mental “checklist” for correcting your posture on the fly. (This is like hitting the reset button on your posture so that you maintain a safe, but powerful “exercise frame”, even when you’re bent over.)

A cadence secret most military guys know (instinctively) that helps your body draw power up from the ground, absorb and redirect shock like a spring.

The ancient “tribal trick” that accelerates your learning. (For many guys this is also a “short cut” to healthy knees, hips and lower back.)

The one “ab” exercise that melts away tension across your entire spine and strengthens your core in a way no plank could ever do. (Takes years off your body in just minutes a day.)

A sneaky little “recovery accelerator” technique. Deploy this post-workout to abate soreness, stiffness and restore muscle balance in a few short minutes.)

And many more PFO secrets that you’ve really got to feel to believe…

It’s like having me in the room with you, right by your side. I’ll coach you along with my student, Frank, as we move through each workout in real time.

You’ll quickly realize this isn’t BUD/S or some hardcore body-wrecking bootcamp insanity.

Instead, you’ll learn to use your body’s natural ability to load, absorb and redirect shock…

Turning simple movements into body-rebuilding machines and peak-performance-powerhouses…

While reinforcing your joints (saving them wear and tear)… and allowing your muscles to recover while in motion.

This keeps your muscles fresher longer… your metabolic fire churning… and your body operating as a single integrated unit.

Because I want to help you stack the odds of success even more in your favor…

Breathing is something you are always doing, whether you are paying attention to it or not.

Yet, learning how to pay better attention to and control your breath is an overlooked “nervous system hack” that can provide more powerful workouts, faster recovery, shots of instant energy and a wave of general stress relief.

Here’s some of what you’ll discover inside this module:

The one thing almost every new student does WRONG with their breathing during exercise that undermines their performance and increases risk of injury (plus an easy fix)…

A type of breathing that enhances the benefits of any exercises (bonus: it also helps rid the body of toxins, which can lead to faster weight loss)…

How to use your breathing to guide your training progress — instead of using reps, sets, resistance, or time (this is a wise alternative for anyone suffering exercise-induced pain)

How to use “geometric” breathing to expand your lung capacity and control your heart rate — this is especially important for resuming command of body functions when fear and stress stage a “military takeover”.

The ancient breathing technique that increases your antioxidant defense status (and combats oxidative stress) after hard training…

It also reduces the “fight-or-flight” response of the parasympathetic nervous system and could enhance vagal activity (which can reduce anxiety, anger, and inflammation)

A special kind of “explosive” breathing that energizes your entire body almost instantly… leaves you feeling amped, alert, and ready to tackle your workout.

How many times have you just wanted to throw in the towel and rattle off excuse after excuse as to why something can’t get done?

We’ve all been there. Yet there are times when if you do not accomplish the task at hand, it does not get done.

Getting your body into shape is one of those times. But, make no mistake… developing intestinal fortitude isn’t just about trying to be a “tough guy”.

Your Warrior Zero Intestinal Fortitude module goes beyond “gut checks”. I’m not simply barking orders at you to “pick your sack up and keep moving…”

No. It’s more than that.

Intestinal Fortitude is about developing the kind of situational awareness and “streets smarts” that not only develops toughness, but wisdom.

Which is why, in Warrior Zero Intestinal Fortitude I’m going to reveal 10 things I learned in the Marines that are guaranteed to make you a better man.

You’ll learn about the mental toughness Marines are known for, and the physical endurances it helps them push through. Plus, you’ll discover:

Insights on Overcoming Adversity… How to develop Unshakeable Self-Confidence… How to Control Fear, Stress & Anxiety… The Ultimate Guide To Self Discipline… How To Harness the Power of Positive Self-Talk… and more…

I think you’ll really enjoy this module.

You’ve got enough to focus on with your Warrior Zero Bodyweight Challenge. You don’t need a bunch of restrictive diet rules to follow.

That’s why, your Warrior Zero Supportive Nutrition module is based on 10 PFO “Fueling Principles”.

Much like the PFO “Power Principles” that guide your workouts, these Fueling Principles give you the flexibility required to make eating for your health feel NORMAL…

…and not like some crazed fitness freak.

You’ll quickly get your head straight about eating clean and making the right food choices for reducing body inflammation, fueling your workouts, and aiding your recovery.

This is NOT a diet. But a set of principles you can apply to your lifestyle, no matter how busy your day is, or selective your taste buds.

Now, I’m going to tell you what this costs and how to secure your own copy in just a second. But, first we need to get very, very clear on something:

In fact, there are some guys I hope never find out about it. No joke.

This stuff isn’t for hot-headed, young bucks who think an “old dog” can’t teach them a few new tricks…

…or for the kind of guy whose endgame is being surrounded by gym-bros strutting around stiffly with inflated, puffy muscle, a dumbbell in one hand and a cell phone in the other…

…or even the kind of blood-pressure-popping psycho who would rather die under the bar than dump out of a rep.

So, I’m telling you now — don’t even think about trying this program unless:

1) You are serious about eliminating weakness and building combat-ready-conditioning at any age… and want an advantage over other men… so you can step up to the plate and be the man you’re needed to be…

2) You are willing to slow down and shift your focus from training like an Average Fitness Joe to training like a Precision Fitness Operator… so you can reprogram your nervous system and rewire your muscles for an almost unbelievable primal control and power… without killing yourself in the gym…

3) You are sick and tired of feeling soft, out of shape and always doubting yourself… sick and tired of workouts that make you feel like something is wrong with you… or simply sick and tired of watching other guys do the things you should be doing… but no longer can.

Still with me? Good. I’m damn proud of Warrior Zero and this outstanding package I’ve been able to put together for you on this page.

Given the chance, you’ll find it’s got more integrity and value than what you’ve probably come to expect from most things in the fitness world.

You’re getting EXACTLY what I teach all around the world. Not some watered down “lite” version of my system. But…

And you need to know this before you make your decision. See, this isn’t some put-on Hollywood production… with slick stage design and hired guns who model for a living to huff and puff half naked on screen. No.

You’re getting quality video instructionals and follow alongs, filmed in HD, in my private headquarters. It’s me and one of my actual students walking you through every last detail of how to train like a Precision Fitness Operator.

I’m also delivering everything to you digitally, so don’t expect a big brown box on your doorstep.

I’m doing this for two reasons: 1) this allows me to offer this special Warrior Zero package to you at a much lower price, since there are no shipping and manufacturing costs and… 2) this gives you the convenience of reading and watching the material at home and on the go, via smart tv, desktop, tablet and phone.

If you can get past these “flaws”, you’re good to go, because…

Look, a lot of guys are going to be miffed at me for sharing this secret training system with you… especially since you won’t be paying even part of what they had to shell out for even a single lesson.

But, it is what it is. I’ve come to realize just how many guys desperately need an alternative to the type of fitness the mainstream is trying to force-feed them.

They’ve spent too much time and money on gimmicks and false promises to justify spending even a dollar on something new… even if it’s a simple system that will change their lives. I get it.

Listen, I’m a Marine and an Eagle Scout, and I stake my reputation on my promises.

Perhaps, more important, I’m just a guy about to eclipse 50 with a body that’s been through the wringer — and I honestly want to share this incredible new program with you, and I don’t want you to worry about getting scammed or “taken for a ride” or anything like that.

It’s hard enough to find someone you can trust in general, even more so on the internet. The least I could do is make it as easy as possible for you to try it out, without any risk. Right?

Click the ‘add to cart’ button below, fill out and submit the secure order form on the next page and you get instant access to everything with your own personal account on my private server.

This price wouldn’t even buy you fifteen minutes of private time with me at my regular coaching fees. Yet for less than the price of dinner and a movie, you can own my training system for yourself… with this Warrior Zero package that reveals to you everything you’d learn in private sessions.

And you know what? I’m so confident you’ll see impressive results that I’ll put ALL the risk on myself with a 100% unconditional, money back your-prerogative-guarantee:

Here’s how it works: Order your personal copy of the Warrior Zero Bodyweight Challenge. Download all of the manuals and videos, or stream them from any of your devices, whichever you prefer.

Put the secrets you’ll find inside to the test.

Take a full 60 days, if you want.

This way you’re not rushed, and don’t have to worry about life getting in the way, or any other excuses guys make for themselves when facing a new challenge…

Notice the difference you feel in your muscles and joints as you’re training like a Precision Fitness Operator.

Notice the fit of your clothes now… the difference in the way you start to carry yourself, and the way the people around you respond… and take a good, long look at the new man you see staring back at you in the mirror.

If you decide at any point that you’d like to go back to training like an Average Fitness Joe, give up your physical advantage over other men, and settle for anything less than your body’s best…

Simply shoot an email over to support@thewarriorzeroproject.com and let me know. I’ll have customer care process your 100% guaranteed refund straight away. No hassle whatsoever. Your prerogative. It’s your body and I trust your judgement here.

And, you get to KEEP anything and everything you’ve downloaded. Consider it a gift for giving the Warrior Zero Bodyweight Challenge a “test drive”.

So now all that’s left is to ask yourself one final question…

Maybe you want to be more attractive to your wife… instead of looking (and feeling) like a crippled old man…

Maybe you want to build the kind of endurance and all-day-energy that makes it feel like your body is running on rocket fuel…

Maybe you simply want to build (and maintain) outstanding levels of conditioning and develop real muscular power and control with less time working out and without pounding your joints…

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Undercover, Out of Mind

Title: Undercover, Out of Mind Summary: An enforcer for the Freelancer Gang Washington got more than he bargained for and paid the price. Now that he's out, Washington is put directly into the path of old ghosts and new enemies while navigating Blood Gulch's underworld with only Police Investigators Tucker and Caboose as backup. Rating: M Characters featured in Chapter: Agent Washington, Tucker, Caboose, Church (Alpha), Aiden Price. Warnings: None for this chapter

AO3 Link: Chapter 1: You’re Free

“That is the deal. Do you understand, David?”

 “As long as you stop calling me David then yes. It’s a deal,” Wash said bluntly. He peered at the Councillor. His lawyer—or rather he should say the Director’s lawyer—was in a suit despite the temperature. He hadn’t even pulled his tie loose despite the lack of air conditioning.

“You did well for yourself.”

 “Are you calling what happened to me a good thing?” Wash did his best to keep the bitterness out of his voice, but it tainted everything.

 “You got leniency,” The Councillor said. His voice never raised beyond an even calm. “Many of your former… associates are serving life sentences, on the run, or dead. With your plead of insanity you were only given eighteen months in a secure mental institution.”

 Wash realized he was tapping his finger on his leg. A gesture that the Council seemed to notice. He stopped.

 “You have made so much progress, David,” The Councillor seemed so empathetic, but Wash knew him. Really knew him. He was one of the constants of the aftermath. He was certain that rather than seeing Wash make any sort of recovery he made him worse. Gave instructions to the doctors as his legal proxy. Knew what they were doing to him in there.

 “I have. And I have accepted the deal. I’ll work with the local police. I’ll get information on ‘Meta.’ I’ll be an informant. And after that I’m free.”

 “You are free now, David,” The Councillor stood. “You have been deemed mentally competent and now you’re just a signature away from being released.”

 Wash didn’t say anything about deals with devils. He just did a quick signature with the name he was born with and would probably never use again.

 “Very good. I will send a car for you tomorrow—”

 “Don’t bother. I’ll take the bus. Cars hate me anyway.”

 -

 “Damn it Caboose!”

 “Tucker did it.”

 “You know, you can’t use that on me when I’m the one accusing you of something!” Tucker growled.

 “…Tucker did it.”

 “Goddamnit!”

 Church rolled his eyes, “I told you there was no point.”

 “Church! Are you coming out with me today?” Caboose asked in excitement. “I don’t want to work with stupid Tucker anymore.”

 Church rolled his eyes, “For the last time, I don’t do beat anymore Caboose. If you haven’t noticed it’s a LITTLE hard to get around after being shot in the back by my own partner!” He gave him a critical look. Caboose glanced to the side.

 “We all agreed that was no one’s fault.”

 “Ugh.” Church pushed Caboose aside with his cane. “The answer is no. I’m going home. Home! I’ve been working dispatch twelve hours and if I have to listen to you assholes a moment longer I’ll blow my fucking brains out.”

 “Whatever, dude,” Tucker rolled his eyes. “We got better things to do than stand around and listen to you bitch anyway, right Caboose?”

 Caboose looked unsure.

 Tucker made a face, “We have to see the new informant. Remember? The one that’s supposed to help us on the Meta case?”

 “Agent Washingtub, of course I remember,” Caboose rolled his eyes as if it was Tucker being the obstinate one.  

“Well then, let’s get a move on…” Tucker’s shoulder’s dropped. He glared at Caboose, “This is the last time you get to set up the meet point.” “I answered the phone I win.”

 “That’s not—I just—it’s gonna be creepy, dude!”

 -

 Surely this wasn’t the place.

 Wash looked back down at the address he had been texted on a new burner phone.

 “I seriously can’t believe you—hey I think that’s him!”

 “How could you know that!?!?!”

 Wash spun around already on the defensive.

Two men approached. One was tall and broad shouldered, an easy grin on his face. The other was shorter, his expression one of pure annoyance. His hair in neat dreads tied back and out of the way of his eyes.  

 “Because he’s the only adult here without a kid,” The annoyed one replied gesturing to Wash. Wash froze feeling caught out. What had he just stepped into?

 “I see… ARE YOU MR. WASHINGTON!?!” The big one shouted.

 “Shut up Caboose!”

 ‘Caboose’ frowned at his annoyed friend. “I was just checking to make sure it was actually him. Stupid Tucker.”

 “This is an undercover assignment,” ‘Tucker’ stressed. “You’re blowing our cover, dude.”

 Wash had a distinctively bad feeling about this.

 Wash carefully approached them. “Are you…” He paused for a very long moment and lowered his voice. “The cops?”

 The big one beamed. “SEE I WAS RIGHT.”

 “I’m the one that said that was probably him!” Tucker argued.

 “BUT I ASKED HIM HIS NAME!!”

 Wash wanted to shrink under the loud voices and exposure.

 “Uh, could we maybe go… in or something?” He looked around quickly. This was a joke right? The real cops would come in a few moments and shoo off these unlikely imposters.

 “Right, right,” Tucker wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. It was hot. Wash already regretted not spending some of his meager funds on sunscreen. He could feel his cheeks starting to burn and more telltale freckles had appeared on his arms.

 “Okay, you need to be quieter Caboose. Remember. Undercover. Right?”

 “Okay!” Caboose stage whispered.

 Tucker gestured for the two of them to follow him into the Chuck E Cheese. Wash didn’t understand. If they were trying to go for inconspicuous three grown men at a children’s party restaurant probably wasn’t how to go about it.

 “Man, this is so lame. This is supposed to be a cool assignment and you’re already messing it up.”

 “You like Chuck E. Cheese, Tucker,” Caboose was still stage whispering. Although they got a few suspicious looks from a couple of the parents, the waitress didn’t seem surprised. She even seemed to know Caboose and Tucker. After a few ill-conceived attempts on Tucker’s part to flirt with her they were taken to  a booth at least a little farther in the back farther away from the wholesome family fun.

 “So…” Tucker said looking at him.

 “So…” Caboose mimicked.

 Wash frowned at them. They didn’t seem to actually know how to start.

 “I’m Washington.” He introduced himself.

 “It is SO nice to finally meet you Mr. Washington!” Caboose brightened immediately, his volume rising again. He took Wash’s hand in his massive one and energetically shook it.

 “Uh, yeah.” Wash took back his hand and studied them again. He desperately wanted to ask if this was a joke, but was worried that the answer might be no.

 “We were told that you might have connections with Meta.” Tucker seemed to finally be getting to business. Wash relaxed a little. At least they knew that much.

 “Yes. Former associates of mine have been connected to the ring. I—”

 “Wait, so you’re a Freelancer?!” Caboose gasped.

 “You—didn’t know?” Wash frowned.

 “We did, we did,” Tucker cut in quickly, “Caboose, your deductive reasoning is FAN-TASTIC. You weren’t clued in by the State name?”

 “There are lots of Washingtons.”

 “Like who?”

 “…George Washington.”

 “Goddamn it—”

 “Focus,” Wash snapped. “How do you get anything done if you just bicker all day?”

 Tucker leaned back, “Church could handle him better,” He grumbled. “Alright.  Listen. I know how this looks, but we are here to be your support and contact, alright? You report to us when you can. We keep an eye on you. Give you resources. Make sure you don’t get fucked up.”

 You can’t trust them

 Wash stiffened.

 They won’t be able to protect you. You’re on your own. You have to do this yourself.

 “Right,” Wash said out loud. “I try to infiltrate. I report back to you. Feed you information.”

 “Right,” Tucker agreed. “In return you get a fee for your efforts and immunity to …” He glanced to the side as if trying to remember.

“The unavoidable for my cover,” Washington supplied.

 “Right, right.” Tucker seemed to relax a bit more. Caboose was colouring in a paper placemat. Tucker noticed him glance Caboose’s way.

 “I know how it looks, but he’s actually really good at his job,” It was the most complementary thing the other man had said all day towards his partner although he seemed to be trying to save face himself. “He just needs… a bit of guidance.”

 Caboose seemed annoyed by the comment. Despite his bubbly friendliness he and Tucker had a distinct tension with each other.

 “Right. Well… if that’s it then…” Wash made a move to stand up. Caboose grabbed his wrist before he could walk away from the table.

 “We haven’t ordered yet!”

 He jerked his hand back and grabbed the butter knife on the table before he was fully aware of what he was doing. He quickly dropped it.

“Don’t… don’t touch me. And—and next time pick a different location to make contact.”

 Before they could say anything else he left.

 They are the worst cops ever… of all time!

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OC OTP Questionaire

OTP Questions

 Here is my Jason x OC {Frankie} that no one asked for, my bad

 1.      Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

They take turns, but usually Jason has to navigate because on more than one occasion Frankie has gotten them lost…

2.      Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”

Frankie has a bit more time on her hands, so she is usually the one doing the errands – minus grocery shopping- , and Jason loves to annoy her by saying she forgot to do something.

3.       Who would wrap the other in a blanket when the other one has a bad day?

They both have, but it’s more often that Jason has done it for Frankie.

4.       Who in the OTP would be more ready to sacrifice themself for the other?

They both would.

5.       Who sings along with the radio?

Frankie, she loves to sing, sometimes Jason will join in.

6.       Who hogs the blanket?

Frankie, she loves to be warm.

7.       Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?

Frankie, she hates her glasses, but she can’t see well without them, Jason thinks she’s adorable with them.

8.       Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires?

Neither, but when they first met Jason said some stupid things.

9.       Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?

Frankie would go to a friend’s house or something, and Jason would sleep on the couch, but most of the time they still sleep in the same bed even when they are in a fight, a big part being because of Jason’s nightmares.

10.   Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder? / Who takes photos of the other while they sleep?

Frankie isn’t a big fan of selfies, but she loves taking pictures of Jason when he’s fallen asleep, when he doesn’t look like he’s trying to help carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. Jason loves taking pictures of Frankie when she’s fallen asleep on him while he’s been reading.

11.   Who is louder in bed?

Probs Frankie tbh

12.   Who knocks on the other’s door crying at 4am?

Frankie, Jason doesn’t normally cry unless they are alone or after a particularly bad nightmare/ptsd attack, plus he usually comes in through the window.

13.   Who takes longer getting ready?

Frankie, she has to start at least two hours before hand to make sure she’s ready in time.

14.   Who talks to the other while they are sleeping?

They both do, on the rare occasion that Frankie gets Jason back to sleep after being startled awake and having gotten him to calm down. Jason does it when she’s fallen asleep on him or when she’s asleep when he gets back during the wee hours of the morning.

15.   Who shops for groceries?

Jason, Frankie tries to, but usually cannot be trusted, she buys too may sweets.

16.   Who bakes the other a cake and puts a playful insult on it?

Frankie would try, but she’d either burn the cake, or it would be eaten before Jason got to see it, Jason might buy a cake from the store if he was going to though.

17.   Who cuts the others hair?

Frankie cuts Jason’s otherwise it won’t ever be done.

18.   Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?

Frankie isn’t even legal yet, so if she does drink, she’s usually the one to overdo it, Jason isn’t the biggest fan of her drinking.

19.   Who is sleepy and cuddly all the time?

Frankie is always down for cuddling.

20.   Who is horny all the time?

Jason, does that need to be specified?

21.   Who wakes up first?

           Frankie, she wakes up early even if she went to bed the same time as Jason.

22.   Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

Jason gives the piggyback rides, Frankie has tried, but it didn’t work out as planned.

23.   Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?

            Frankie can often be found in any piece of Jason’s clothing, Jason has tried to put on Frankie’s clothes though….. it was an experience….

24.   Who is the morning/night person?

           Frankie gets up early no matter what, she she’s more the morning person, especially since Jason is almost always out until the late hours of the morning.

25.   Do they like the food network channel?

           Yes, during times that they have down time, they often binge watch it.

26.   How good would your OTP be at parenting?

           Jason would probably be really worried at first, but they both would take their experiences and be great parents.

27.   Who wants to have sex at work/school and who is terrified of getting caught?

           Jason would have sex anywhere if Frankie would allow it, but she’s not too keen on doing it where someone at work or school could catch them.

28.   Who is a fussy eater and who will eat food even if they’ve dropped it on the floor?

           They are both a mix of both.

29.   Who’s prone to wearing socks indoors (or to sleep)?

           Frankie, she loves fuzzy socks and often wears them all of the time.

30.   Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)?

           They both forget and regret.

31.   Who would have 10 pets if they could and who is adorably shy around animals?

           Frankie wants to be a vet, so Frankie would have the 10 pets, but Jason isn’t shy around animals.

32.   Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?

           Neither really, though Frankie’s half-sister may have subtly mentioned something to Jason.  

33.   Who will have sex in any place and at any time?

As stated earlier, Jason.

34.   Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?

           Jason makes fun of Frankie often, and Frankie has to often remind him that they are dating.

35.   Who is more protective?

           They are both fairly protective over the other for different reasons.

36.   Who would accidentally set the kitchen on fire while cooking?

           Frankie.

37.   Who reads while the other snuggles up to them?

           Jason reads while Frankie falls asleep, sometimes he’ll be reading to her.

38.   Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?

           Frankie, but she doesn’t do it consciously, she’ll kind just be running errands and see a shirt or something, and buy it, not necessarily to shower him with gifts, but because she’l see something and pick it up without thinking.

39.   Who sleeps in the other’s lap?

           They have both fallen asleep with their head on the others lap.

40.   Who is incredible in bed and completely knocks the other off their feet the first time they have sex?

           Jason

41.   Who points at a dog when they see it?

           Jason points out the dog, but more often than not Frankie has already seen it and is either petting it or gushing to Jason about how amazing dogs are, almost crying.

42.   Who sneaks in cookies in the shopping cart?  

           Frankie

43.   Who starts the hand holding?

           Jason held her hand first, but it just kind of happens now, neither is sure who initiates it anymore.

44.   Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist?

           Jason often grabs Frankie’s butt, but she’s done it to him before as a joke, as for arms around waists, the both do.

45.   Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops?

           Frankie, really only when she’s in the mood.

46.   Who bugs the other while they’re trying to get work done?

           Jason bugs Frankie when he deems her paying too much attention to school work.

47.   Who proposes?

           Frankie actually, well, kinda, she says they should get married, and Jason then reveals that he was planning on proposing.

48.   Who is more likely to cry over a sad book or movie?

           Frankie, girl gets too emotionally involved in her favorite characters lives.

49.   Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

           Jason.

50.   Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen?

           Probably Frankie, she’s all about that stuff.

51.   Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?

           Jason because of how short Frankie is compared to him.

52.   Who is more seductive when they are drunk?

           I think             Frankie tries to be, but fails, so I would go more towards Jason.

53.   Who has an adorable sneeze and who sneezes so aggressively they pull a muscle?

           Frankie has the aggressive sneeze, where as Jason has more of the “adorable” sneeze.

54.   Who checks the prices while grocery shopping?

           Frankie isn’t used to having to look at the price, but she tries to.

55.   Who reaches for the other one’s hand while driving?

           Again, it kinda just happens, no one knows who starts it.

56.   Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had?

           Frankie likes her sleep, so unless it was something she felt she would forget later, she wouldn’t, but Jason may not wake her up about a dream, rather some story from patrol.

57.   Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?

           Jason definitely has more nightmares than Frankie, so Frankie usually tries to sing him back to sleep.

58.   Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them?

           Frankie likes to dabble in the poems and songs, but she doesn’t sing them to Jason unless he asks her to.

59.   Who is the more relaxed one?

           They both are in different circumstances.

60.   Who cooks at 2 in the morning?

           Frankie if she stays up waiting for Jason.

61.   Who picks fights for no reason just so they can have kinky sex?

           Both, but probably more so Frankie because Jason isn’t big on fighting.

62.   Who is the morning/night person?

           Morning- Frankie, night- Jason

63.   Which of your OTP gets emotionally attached to the characters in a show and has to be comforted by the other one when a main character dies?

           Again, Frankie gets very involved in her favorite characters lives, and Jason used to try to calm her down, but now it’s more like, “Favorite character die or something?” “Yeah” “Same”

64.   Who is always running late and always gives the other a running late quick kiss?

           Frankie takes forever to get ready, so she’s always running late, but Jason sometimes likes to procrastinate, so both.

65.   Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?

           Frankie doesn’t normally go on patrol due to school, so Jason often tells her not to wait up for him, she sometimes does it anyway.

66.   Who greatly exaggerates being sick every time they feel even a little poorly just so the other will take care of them?

           Jason.

67.   Who secretly admires the hell out of the other and thinks they’re the bravest person they’ve ever met?

           They both admire the other, but Jason voices it more.

68.   Who constantly tries to get the other to shower with them?

           Jason always jokingly offers for Frankie to join him, or if Frankie says she is going to take a shower he’ll joke about tagging along. So Jason.

69.   Who was popular in high school and who lies that they were just to impress the other?

           So since Jason was a class officer he was more than likely popular, at least more so than Frankie, so he’d lie and say he wasn’t? Or he’d at least play it down

70.   Who takes like 10 minutes of persuading to get out of bed each morning?

           Jason, Frankie doesn’t need any persuading.

71.   Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?

           Frankie would burn the food and Jason would say it was okay and make something else.

72.   Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?

           It was mutual knowledge, but Frankie said it first.

73.   Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?

           Jason does it to make Frankie smile, Frankie does it because she thinks she’s hilarious.

74.   Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?

           Neither mind taking showers or baths together, Jason would more often go sexual, unless it’s expressed that Frankie isn’t in the mood, but they both enjoy the relaxing option.

75.   Who would throw the other into a pool?

           Frankie isn’t keen on the deep end of the pool, so not Jason except once or twice, but Frankie has pushed Jason in the pool a handful of times.

76.   Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? Who’s more afraid of losing the other?

           Jason, he thinks he’s filled with too much darkness and doesn’t “deserve” her, and Frankie knows this, but doesn’t like to call him out on it and does more subtle things to help change his view. But Frankie does get insecure as well sometimes. They both fear the thought of losing the other

77.   Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry?

           Jason often thinks he’s a screw up, and Frankie is always there to prove him wrong.

78.   Who believes in astrology and who doesn’t care and just wants the other to make out with them?

           Frankie loves to read horoscopes – “Jay! It says our astrology signs make a great match!” “Yeah Franks, that’s great, but I don’t need some stupid astrology crap to know that.”

79.   Who is prone to road rage?

           Since Jason uses a motorcycle more often than a car he often goes around it, Frankie has road rage bad though…. oops

80.   Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothe? Or who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?

           Frankie will often forget that Jason shares an apartment with the Outlaws, so she’s been known to walk around in his t-shirt, resulting in Jason ‘yelling’ at her to put on more clothes.

81.   Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?

           Before Jason died, Jason said it first, but after Frankie said it in a “I still love you, no matter what” way. Jason is more prone to end their arguments/justify his side with the “because I love you.” i.e. “Why are you mad at me for going on a mission by myself?” “Because I love you” or something

82.   Who is super bad at sexting? Who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day?

           Frankie is bad at sexting, she’s still new to it and isn’t that great. And depending on if they know the other is having a bad day or needs to hear something good, they both sen words of encouragement.

83.   Who initiates cuddling sessions?

           Normally Frankie, but they both do.

84.   If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?

           It could go either way, Jason being all stealthy and shit, and Frankie just tagging along because he bought her chips, or Frankie could be attempting to be a bad ass and sneaky and shit, and Jason would just be strolling behind not really caring much because he’s not worried about being caught.

85.   Who kisses first? Who initiated the first kiss?

           Much like the handholding scenario, it’s kind of a mutual thing. Jason initiated their first kiss.

86.   Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

           Frankie, for no other reason than because Jason sticks to what he knows, compared to Frankie who tries something new all the time.

87.   Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?

           Jason, upon multiple occasions he’s had to convince her that just because she thinks that a fox would be a cute pet, doesn’t mean they have to have one…. Or twelve. So Frankie would be the one to more than likely bring home a dog or any animal really.

88.   Who rocks the Ferris wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop?

           Jason would probably rock the Ferris Wheel, but Frankie wouldn’t freak out, she’d probs just laugh.

89.   Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

           Both

90.   Who initiates duets and who is the better singer?

           I don’t see Jason as a terrible singer, but Frankie was in choir, so Frankie to both.

  There you have it, I have no idea if anyone is even going to like this, but I had fun filling it out, so, yeah. I also don’t know if anyone would want some more insight on Frankie, but if you do, let me know. And if you want me to do this with another character, whether it’s with you, a different character, or if you want another o/c of mine in it, tbh I’ll probs do it anyway, buuuuut there is the option. Hope y’all liked it!

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How to Fix the Sunscreen Mistakes We All Make

By Kate Rockwood

We’ve all been told we should wear sunscreen in the summer sun, but too few of us actually do. And even when we do manage to smear some on, we tend to put on much less than we should. Research(opens in new window) by the National Cancer Institute has shown that although 70 percent of adults try to guard themselves from the sun—cue the wide-brimmed hats and shady picnic spots—only about one-third of adults slather on sunscreen regularly. And in a two-year health survey, researchers from the University of Michigan and American Cancer Society found that 63 percent(opens in new window) of African-Americans never used sunscreen, though darker skin tones aren’t immune to skin cancer.

“People have all kinds of excuses—sunscreen is greasy or they forget or they don’t want to buy it. But there’s an epidemic of skin cancer in our country,” says Sherrif Ibrahim, MD, assistant professor of dermatology at the University of Rochester’s Wilmot Cancer Center. And when you pit the annoyance of remembering one. more. thing. against the reality of skin cancer, well, hand us your to-do list, because we’re going to scrawl “sunscreen” right at the top.

And (newsflash!) that doesn’t mean only on days you’re beach-bound. “The sun doesn’t care whether you’re lying at the beach or walking from your car to the grocery store,” he says. “Think of your skin as having a running meter, and every minute without protection costs you.”

Who should wear it

Everyone over the age of six months—and we do mean everyone. If you have darker skin, your skin contains more melatonin, making you slightly less susceptible to UV damage. But you can still develop skin cancer. In fact, a recent study(opens in new window) in the Journal of the American Academy of Dermatology found that while the incidence of melanoma is higher in the Caucasian population, it tends to be more deadly in people of color.

But people of color still get mixed messages. “I’m of mixed race, so I spent 25 years thinking the rules didn’t apply to me,” Nicole Ritchie recently told InStyle(opens in new window) magazine. “I definitely need to start wearing sunscreen more.”

Newborns and infants under 6 months old need sun protection too, of course, but the FDA recommends against using sunscreen because babies are more vulnerable to the chemicals absorbed from sunscreen, which might trigger a rash or contact dermatitis. Instead, rely on loose layers, hats, and shades for sun coverage, and keep them out of the sun as much as possible.

What you should use

Picking a sunscreen can feel surprisingly overwhelming. To start, you need to know that not all sunscreens work the same way, says Dr. Ibrahim. Chemical sunscreens (such as those containing avobenzone or oxybenzone) absorb damaging sun rays, while physical sunscreens (such as zinc oxide or titanium dioxide) sit on top of the skin and reflect those rays. “All sunscreens are rated by their sun protection factor (SPF), which is a constant scale whether it's chemical or mineral,” he says. “So choose what feels good for you and what feels good on your skin.”

In general, kids older than six months and people with sensitive skin tend to find physical sunscreens less irritating, says Larisa Geskin, MD, associate professor of dermatology at Columbia University Medical Center. Also look for labels like “for babies” or “child-friendly,” which signal the sunscreen is free of perfumes or dyes.

No matter which type you try, make sure the bottle says “broad-spectrum,” which means the sunscreen protects against both UVA and UVB rays. Only UVA rays cause sunburn—but both can increase your risk for skin cancer. Also scrutinize the sunscreen’s SPF. The American Academy of Dermatology recommends an SFP of at least 30(opens in new window), which blocks 97 percent of UVB rays, compared to just 93 percent with SPF 15. That might seem like a slim difference “because people tend to look at the bulk protection,” says Dr. Geskin. Instead, flip the focus to how vulnerable your skin is, she suggests: 7 percent is double the danger of 3 percent.

Want to go whole-hog and reach for SPF 50? Skin docs will definitely applaud you. “Every bit of added protection matters, especially because most people don’t apply enough of it,” says Dr. Ibrahim. Don’t worry about scouring the drugstore shelves for higher than SPF 50, though. Above that threshold, the difference in efficacy starts to get murky, and the FDA has long held that labels above SPF 50 are “inherently misleading(opens in new window).”

When to put it on

If you wait till you get to the beach or pool to protect your skin, you’ve already waited too long. “Chemical sunscreens should be applied about 20 minutes before sun exposure, because your skin needs time to absorb it,” says Dr. Ibrahim. You’re getting sun exposure as soon as you step outside—so your skin should be covered before you walk out the door. You also need to reapply protection at least every two hours—more often if you’re spending most of your time in the water or if you are really sweaty, says Dr. Geskin. (Go ahead and set an alarm on your phone to make sure you remember!) While no sunscreen is waterproof, those that claim to be “very water resistant” will stay effective the longest, about 80 minutes(opens in new window) of splashing in the pool, according to FDA regulations. Which is nice, but make a habit of reapplying sunscreen after a dip anyway.

How to apply

The only thing worse than not using sunscreen is not using enough of it, notes Dr. Ibrahim, because then people think they’re protected and will linger longer in the sun. “If you don't apply it at the intended concentration, then it's not really SPF 30, it's more like an SPF of 3.” How much is enough? You want to use one ounce(opens in new window) (about the amount that would fill a shot glass) on your entire body, and a nickel’s worth of that on your face. Bigger adults might need slightly more, and people without hair, or even those who style their hair with a part, should remember to apply it to the top of their heads as well. Don’t forget those often-overlooked body parts, either, like your feet, ears, and around your eyes.

“Most sunscreen bottles are maybe six or eight ounces, so imagine you're putting it on eight times,” suggests Dr. Ibrahim. If that bottle is still going strong at your tenth trip to the beach, that’s a clear sign that you’re not using enough.        

If you skimp on sunscreen because you hate rubbing it in, you’ve got more options than ever, points out Dr. Geskin, including liquids, aerosol sprays, and roll-on sticks. That’s particularly good news for parents, who might struggle to get wiggly, impatient kids the protection they need.

Just remember that it can be hard to see where the mist is landing, so you’ll want to use plenty and rub it in to make sure you’re not missing any areas, she says. If your kid doesn’t mind lotion, stick with that and avoid the spray. In 2011, the FDA announced it planned to investigate whether aerosol sprays caused lung irritation. Though it hasn’t released its findings yet, play it safe and apply the spray in a well-ventilated area. (Keep your distance from the bonfire or barbecue, though; the sprays can be flammable.)

Sunscreen may be a powerful protector, but it shouldn’t be your only one. Make wide-brimmed hats, sunglasses, and limb-covering clothing part of your regular routine, and you’ll shield your skin even better. Now you’re ready for fun in the sun—minus the regret!