this is the year my lazy-ass starts regularly doing some form of exercise! walking does not count!
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the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.
— I'M DYING HELP.
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they spent 20 YEARS, and surprise, it also still looks like a fucking gym, with a roof about to rust through
like, look at the interior of this shithole
what the fuck were they doing for 20 years??
is that a goddamn drop ceiling? who the hell wants to live in a house with a drop ceiling? so you can throw pencils up when you're bored, like you're perpetually stuck in hell high school?
gonna start dunking turkeys at the freethrow line? I bet that kitchen smells like feet
I didn't think the plain, stanky old wood court could be topped until I saw this sad carpet. I bet it's just plain carpet directly over concrete. no insulation. all cold in winter.
why the fuck are you tired, you barely did anything
ick, it looks like it's definitely rotting
you don't say
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Sometimes, I'm sad about the hobbies I have abandoned or have been too intimidated to pick up. But... what good is it, to just beat myself up over that? My bass is sitting in the corner, patiently waiting, and so is everything else. My life isn't over, and I've got nothing to answer to. I'm wading through a sea of time, and I'll pick up the seashells that interest me, and it's okay to put one back in the sand. The current's waves will bring it back to me if that is to be destiny. I can not hate myself into productivity, so I must swim on.
I think the same can apply to anybody. It's okay if you have dropped something, such as a hobby or passion. Human beings are like that sometimes, it isn't reasonable for you to beat yourself into submission. You, too, can not hate yourself into being a well-rounded person. You must cultivate it like you would a garden - with patience, time, and care.
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It’s never overstated to me when people are like “work out bc it makes you feel better” bc it literally does. I think what I used to get hung up on is making the perfect schedule / wanting to know what I was doing right away. But it’s also okay to flounder at first and experiment w things and figure out what works for you and your body. The important thing is you’re starting out bc your body really will thank you for it later down the line. You cannot keep pushing it off it will add up
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kyle would definitely take you to the gym sometimes, preferably when it’s all empty so you could feel all safe and comfortable, sitting in a corner and holding his water bottle while he lifts up heavy weights in front of you, soft grunts leaving his lips while his chiseled biceps would bulge from the movements, causing your heart to race.
he was definitely showing up, wearing just a pair of a loose tank top and shorts so you could see his nice muscular form easily, his skin glistening with sweat, beefy thighs visible.
one could mistake him for a greek statue — sculpted perfectly and holding that strongly divine beauty that could only belong to a god.
“like what you’re seeing, babe?” his raspy chuckle snapped you out of the way you were just staring at your boyfriend, blood rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment.
“you’re pretty…” you mumbled sheepishly, hearing a soft thud once kyle put the weights down, walking over to you.
you would stand up and gently drape a towel around his shoulders, giving you his cold water bottle.
“should definitely bring you to the gym more often.”
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more from the reincarnated band au in the form of: sometimes you're just a girl who wants to have a nice lunch date w your partner, but then her incredibly rude coworker stalks in (bc he stalks everywhere) and then you realise you've miscalculated bc the shop is one block away from the gym and his appearance makes sense, he does leave the gym at this hour (you're annoyed that you know ouyang's routine). Some random jockman is trailing after him and ouyang appears as pleased as he is desperate to evade him, and they both sit down with you and you end up eating your noodles next to some sweaty guy you just met, while zhu and ouyang bicker gleefully at each other about music.
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