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coldfanbou · 5 months

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A Different Kind of Workout

Here's my first Sakura piece, I hope you all like it. She gets to use something special.

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Sakura x Mreader

“I wish I was back home,” Sakura whined to herself as she continued jogging on the treadmill. She cursed herself for saying she could take care of Kazuha’s job for the day. She watched the customers in front of her follow her lead as she led them through various exercises. This was the final one, and Sakura just wanted it to end. She huffed and puffed, tired but knowing she only had a few minutes left.

Once the time was up, she got off the treadmill and clapped to attract everyone’s attention. “Good work, everyone! That was the end of today’s class; your regular instructor will be back tomorrow.” Everyone packs up and goes to the exit. You wait by the door and walk once Sakura is the only one left. She falls onto her back, sweat covering her body. You walk over to her and lean down, kissing her forehead. “I’m so tired.” She says, between ragged breaths. You glance down at her body, noticing her white T-shirt is utterly soaked and becoming see-through. Her black bra is outlined and holding your attention. You reach down and squeeze her breast. “Ah, stop. Someone might see.” She moans softly. “I wish I hadn’t agreed to cover Kazuha.”

“I know, I know, but you did well.”

Sakura extends her arms, “Carry me home.”

“Actually, there’s something I want to show you. Kazuha mentioned she left you a gift.”

“What kind of gift?” Sakura says as she tries to sit up. You push on her back, helping her.

“I don’t know. She said she left it in her storage area.” Sakura reaches up, and you pull her onto her feet before you head into Kazuha’s storage room. There’s very little in the room, but Kazuha’s gift sat in the middle of the room and took up a lot of space. A sheet covered it, but with a sign teasing Sakura on it, you knew what it was.“Do you want to pull off the sheet, or should I?”

“You do it,” Sakura says, staying behind you. You step closer to the gift and pull off the sheet. You struggle to keep quiet as you see what it is.”What is it?” Sakura says, poking out from behind you. Sakura squats down and sees what it is; she covers her face and looks shocked. You start laughing, unable to hold it together. Kazuha’s gift to Sakura was a stationary bike with a dildo attached to the seat. When you look at Sakura again, you see her face becoming red.

“Oh, there’s another note here.” You walk up to the bike and grab it before handing it to Sakura. “Why don’t you read it?”

Sakura takes the note and remains squatting as she reads it. “Hi, Sakura. Do you like your present? It’s mine, but I thought you might want to use it. I cleaned it beforehand, so don’t worry about it being dirty. I know your boyfriend is going to pick you up, so why don’t you give him a…” Sakura goes quiet and hangs her head in defeat. You think about what Kazuha said and imagine Sakura using the machine. You start staring at her; it takes Sakura a moment to notice. “No, I’m not using it.” She says hesitantly.

“But you would look so good on it. It would be really hot, Sakura; just try it.”

“No, I-I…” Sakura stumbles over her words, trying to figure a way out of the situation.

You start to push Sakura closer to the machine. “Just get on it once. You can consider this an early birthday present for me.”

“Your birthday isn’t for six months.”

“Exactly. Now get on it.” Sakura hops onto the bike, sitting on the front end of the seat, leaving the dildo rubbing against her clothed ass. You get hard watching Sakura be so close to riding it. Sakura’s eyes move from your face down your body as she gets embarrassed; her eyes stop when they notice your bulge.

“You really find this hot?” She asks innocently. You nod to her. Sakura takes a deep breath and climbs off the bike. “I’ll ride it on one condition. I want to watch you jerk off to me.”

“Deal.” You reply immediately. You strip off your clothes, letting Sakura see how hard you are.

Despite having seen Sakura’s body a million times, she still turned around to strip off her clothes. First went her tight-fitting shirt, then her black bra. You looked over her toned back as she grabbed the top of her shorts, her fingers hooking around her panties. Sakura bent over as she pulled off her panties and shorts. You could see her pretty pink lips for a moment; once Sakura kicked off her shorts, she climbed onto the bike, her breasts swaying as she tried to balance on the pedals. She holds onto one of the handles for support as she uses her free hand to align the toy with her entrance. It pokes and prods her as she moves it into place. Once Sakura is ready, her eyes become glued to you. They would be anyway if she didn’t close them when she lowered herself onto the toy. A light gasp escapes Sakura’s lips before turning into a moan. The dildo slipped into Sakura easily, her walls coating it in her juices as it pushed its way inside her.

Opening her eyes again, Sakura begins to watch you as you jerk off for her. Her tits sway as she moves from one foot to the other, each time moving up and down the toy. Sakura begins to enjoy herself; she moans lightly and grabs at her tit. Squeezing it roughly, she finds her nipple and pinches it between her pointer and middle finger. Each time Sakura comes crashing down on the toy, her tits bounce along with her. You get closer to Sakura, getting beside her to start kissing her neck. You play with her other tit, feeling her soft flesh. Sakura moans your name and reaches down for your cock. Her fingers are around your base while the head rests in her palm; she moves her hand as best as possible. Sakura begins to sweat during her workout; her body becomes slippery. You lap at her neck, making her shiver as you lick up the sweat around her neck.

Sakura bites her lip and begins to whine as she nears her climax. She loses the pace she was going at, speeding up and slowing down erratically. “I’m going to cum.” She moans softly.

“Let me help you.” You whisper to her as you move your hand down to her cunt. You move your fingers along her lips before settling on her clit. Moving in small circles, you make Sakura cry out in pleasure as she continues to bounce on the dildo. She lets herself sink onto the toy as she cums. She leans against you and holds onto one of the handles as she rocks her hips against the seat. As she recovers, Sakura notices her other hand is wet, covered in your precum. You’re disappointed when her hand leaves your cock, but as you see her bring her hand up to her lips, you grow excited. Sakura drags her tongue along her palm, licking up your precum. She has hungry eyes and asks you to help her off the bike. You lift her off it, listening intently to her moan.

Once she gets off the machine, she turns to face it and bends over. She spreads her lips for you, her wet pink pussy for the taking. “I need it,” She says quietly. You get behind Sakura and rub the tip against her lips, teasing her before you push inside. Her lips spread for you, welcoming you as you fill her up. Sakura releases a guttural moan as she feels your cock bury itself in her deepest parts. You move your hands around her ass, feeling her soft ass before giving it a small slap. Sakura groans as she feels the sting from the hit, a smile forming across her face. You pull out, leaving the tip inside before slamming yourself back in. Sakura places her forearms on the side of the seat, the dildo sitting right in front of her face. She can see her juices flowing down the sides of the shaft. She couldn’t resist it; the pleasure was overcoming her senses. Sakura wrapped her lips around the dildo, tasting herself as she moved her tongue around the shaft. The muffled moans Sakura released still managed to fill the room, only challenged by the sounds of your bodies slapping against each other.

You enjoyed the feeling of Sakura’s tight cunt; you could feel her body naturally flex, making her feel tighter. While you were taking her from behind, Sakura pushed her head down to the seat, forcing the dildo into the back of her throat. It worked to quiet Sakura as she got closer to her second orgasm. You worked to make her cum, piercing her womb with every thrust while you rested against her back and wrapped your hands around her tits. Sakura’s sweat began to cover you as your bodies rubbed against each other; her hair was becoming matted to her body. Sakura pulled away from the dildo, yelling, “I’m cumming!” Her head swung back as she came; you could feel her walls growing tighter. You bury yourself inside Sakura, letting her walls massage your cock. You were getting close to cumming.

Sakura was running out of strength; she managed to lift her body, resting it against you. “You didn’t cum yet.” She says, looking around the room. Seeing a mat on the floor, she points to it. “Lay me down there, fuck me until you cum, baby.” You walk her over to the mat on the floor, laying her down. Sakura’s hair falls around her, the pieces around her forehead stuck to it. You spread Sakura’s legs and push yourself back in. Sakura raises her chest, moaning because of your cock. You watch her tits jiggle as you move in and out, they look soft. You lean down, taking one in your mouth. Sakura whimpers as your tongue moves around her nipple. At first, you get a salty taste; it was Sakura’s sweat, but it soon disappears. Her mouth hangs open, moans flowing out of her as her body is overwhelmed by pleasure. Sakura’s eyes roll into the back of her head as your thrusts quicken. Her arms wrap around your head as her thighs squeeze your sides. “C-Cumming,” Sakura moans. You were close, Sakura’s tightening cunt was pushing you closer. You give her a few more thrusts before you bury yourself inside Sakura.

You cum at the same time, Sakura’s walls squeeze the sides of your cock. Feeling your cum rushing into her cunt, Sakura's mouth hangs open, her tongue poking out as she’s filled. Sakura continues to hold you to her chest as she goes through her third orgasm. Her grip slowly loosens, allowing you to pull out and lay beside her. Sakura remains in the position you left her, legs wide open with her arms outstretched. “That was fantastic.” You tell her.

“I-I came so many times. Maybe we should do this again.”

“Are you saying you’ll get a job here instead of playing games at home?”

“I’ll buy my own machine that way; we can do this anytime.” She says, turning her head toward you. You kiss Sakura, her lips lingering on yours before moving back. The two of you lay there catching your breath. You don’t know how long you’re there before Sakura manages to pick herself up. “My body hurts.” She groans, struggling to stand.

“This is why you need to work out more.” You tell Sakura as you help her get dressed. You squeeze her ass as you leave the storage room, making Sakura groan. She smirks at you, “You better start looking at machines, Sakura. I want to do this again soon.”

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thenewausten · 3 months

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Quackity taking care of his gf who is depressed (like very depressed)

Thanks for the request!

Quackity taking care of a depressed reader HC's!

Quackity would be a very understandable boyfriend, and of course, a very patient one, especially when it was about your depression.

If you didn't have the strength to get out of bed, he would stay with you 'till later, talking, cuddling and kissing, giving you the support you need at that time <3

If you couldn't have the strength to take a shower, he'd hug you and whisper: "Let's take a shower together, amor? I can wash your hair if you want to, and you can wash mine." He smiles to you as you nod. "Let's go, then."

Whispering "Everything's going to be okay, amor. I'm here with you, don't worry. It's okay!"

If you don't want to be alone, you can always find your way on his lap!

Having a crisis means ice cream and long conversations on the couch. Also, he'd hug you, your head on his chest and his hand on your hair, making sure you're comfortable <3

Cooking for you and eating with you so you can be a little motivated!

Always telling you how much he loves you, how much you're important to him. "I love you so much, Y/N. You mean the world to me, we can fight it together, okay? I'm always with you."

Lots of kisses and hugs <3

Taking you to dates at your favourite place, maybe taking you to the beach so you both can watch the sunset together!

Of course he'd encourage you to start or continue treatment, to go to therapy and a psychiatrist (he'd drive you and wait for you there).

Helping you to take your medicine because it's very important!

Giving you gifts to encourage you to keep taking care of yourself even when you don't feel the strength to.

He'd also take you to bike rides because exercises are very good to do!

Defending you if someone judged you or called you lazy, he'd be so angry, man. "Shup up, you don't know what she went through, dude." He'd say.

Always whispering you're worth it <3

Surprising you with trips, taking you to a lot of beautiful places just so you can be in touch with nature.

Making you laugh!!!!!

Alex would have so much love for you, he's worried about you and you're the love of his life. He'd support you all the time, helping with everything he can, showing his care for you in the process!

If you're struggling with depression, anxiety or any other mental illness, seek professional help! Your life is very important and you're very especial to everyone around you. If you don't have conditions (whatever they may be) to seek professional help at the moment, hold on to something. A philosopher I really like said that "The literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourself." - Albert Camus. And that's very important. Art, love, philosophy or whatever you really enjoy can really helps you to save your life, to see something good in the middle of so much chaos.

I send to everyone who's reading this so much love, peace, self knowledge, light and happiness. My request box is also open in case you want to vent about something that hurts you. You are not alone!

❤️

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy the writing! :)

Requests are open!

#qsmp #quackity #qsmp brazil #quackity imagines #quackity imagine #quackity x reader #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackityhq #alex quackity #quackity fluff #quackity scenario #quackity fanfic #qsmp brasil

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farmerstarter · 10 months

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"Songs the Bachelors and Bachelorettes Listen To" Headcanons (Part 1: Bachelors)

This is inspired by @stardew-shitposterino ! I saw their post, where you can read here, and I wanted my own take on it. This was super fun to write. I'll have part 2 with the bachelorettes posted tomorrow. Also, the wildest shit just happened, I got into a biking accident lol! Anyways. Thanks for stopping by! All likes and reblogs are appreciated 🌷🤍

ʚ🏈ɞ ˚ · . Alex :

🏈 I'd like to imagine Alex would listen to the most bubbly songs while exercising. He plays Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY while lifting weights.

🏈 Half his music playlist is filled with music that Haley listens to because he can't be bothered to curate his own.

🏈 Hypes himself up before practicing gridball by listening to "Eye of The Tiger" by Survivor and ends his practice by listening to "The Final Countdown" by Europe.

🏈 Doesn't shuffle his songs so he knows he's supposed to do one exercise when a certain song plays. Like, "Oh it's 'OMG' by NewJeans, I should be doing push ups rn"

🏈 Knows old songs by Nat King Cole, The Ronettes, and Percy Sledge to name a few because his grandparents like to listen to them during the weekends.

ʚ📜ɞ ˚ · . Elliott :

📜 Knows Sea Shanties because of Willy. Elliott reads on the bench by Willy's Shop while Willy was fishing and the fisherman just started singing. It would be cute to imagine that it happened because Elliott was tapping his foot in a slow rhythm and Willy started singing along with it.

📜 Elliott's knowledge on sea shanties gets even more deeper the more he hangs out with Willy. Willy invites Elliott to join him on his boat to do some deep fishing and Elliott knows like ten sea shanties by the time they get back to shore.

📜 He knows some classical pieces and plays them on his piano when he doesn't want to write for the day. Sometimes he'd compose his own songs on the spot.

📜 Dude goes main character mode and listens to songs by Cigarettes After Sex, like "Heavenly" and "John Wayne", sitting on the sand while watching the sun rise.

📜 He's a hopeless romantic, he listens to a lot of love songs. Ranging from old to new love songs, Elliott enjoys listening to the lyrics to somehow get inspired by them. It's funny to think that some of Elliott's compliments are low-key lyrics. Like, "I wish you bluebirds in the spring and to give your heart a song to sing" ('I Wish You Love' by Lisa Ono) and "Mine to have when the now and the here disappear" ('Again' by Doris Day). And it's completely unintentional. He doesn't even realize he's doing that. He just listens to romance songs too much.

ʚ🛩️ɞ ˚ · . Harvey :

🛩️ Listens to The Carpenters. "Yesterday Once More", "Top of the World", "I Won't Last A Day Without You" all that stuff. He plays it in the clinic but only when Maru isn't there because he doesn't want to bother her with his song choices. Sometimes, he'd hum out the tune while examining patients. He just enjoys how soothing they sound.

🛩️ Speaking of soothing, he likes listening to slow songs to fall asleep to. Has a whole playlist for it too that's exactly 8 hours long. He goes straight to sleep when the first song finishes and wakes up just when the last song ends.

🛩️ He has a Walkman Cassette Player. He uses it when he does his aerobics classes. Listens to just about any song on it, really. Anything that makes it seem like time is going faster is great. OH. Wait. Maybe, the ladies end up having Harvey's cassette play on a stationary cassette player that Caroline has after Harvey lets them listen to it. They all found Harvey's song choices delightful.

🛩️ He offers music therapy. They're informal sessions at most but Harvey spends a lot of time making personalized playlists. Like full on carefully and heavily curated to match specific needs and moods for his patients. It skyrockets his music knowledge to the roof.

ʚ🎸ɞ ˚ · . Sam :

🎸 He has the most random and eclectic music taste. Ranges from Rock Music and Skate Punk to Vocaloid and Video Game music. He'd be listening to "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N' Roses for one moment then listen to the "Donky Kong Country Theme" the next.

🎸 He tries to copy the guitar riffs in some songs, not stopping until he can play it in one go. By the time he's done that countless of times, both Jodi and Vincent know what song he's playing based on the first few seconds of it.

🎸 Is the one to initiate a sing along in the Stardrop Saloon on Fridays. And he's always down to do karaoke. He's even suggested some more music-centered activities to do in town events. And he managed to convince Mayor Lewis to have him be DJ during the Summer Luau but only when he promised not to add anything disgusting into the potluck.

🎸 Teaches Vincent to play the drums when the kid doesn't have any classes. It all started with Sam letting his brother hit the crash cymbal for the end of a song he was playing. Then it all went up from there. Sam starts with the basics then lets Vincent play whatever. It's a noisy few weeks in the household but Jodi appreciates her boys spending more time together.

🎸 He has playlists for all situations.

ʚ👾ɞ ˚ · . Sebastian :

👾 This dude listens to Bonobo and Aphex Twin when programming. Better yet, Sam made him a playlist specifically for when he's programming and Sebastian doesn't skip any of the songs. That's a lie. He skips the songs that Sam put in there to mess with him like "CBAT" by Hudson Mohawke and Sam's poorly sung cover of "Fall For You" by Secondhand Serenade.

👾 You know how some of us would stay up until 3 am to complete a project before a deadline and listen to energetic songs while doing them so we won't fall asleep? Sebastian does that. Songs like "Caramelldansen" by the Caramella Girls, "Bumblebee" by Bambee, and "Superstar" by Toy-Box to name a few. Just the idea of Sebastian hunched over his computer with those songs playing while Sam is fully jamming in the background is great.

👾 Listens to the dirtiest songs with the straightest face ever.

👾 I'm all for villagers interacting with each other so consider Sebastian and Elliott being unlikely acquaintances after Sebastian showed Elliott the wonders of the synthesizer.

👾 When his mind wanders, he ends up humming out the tune that Abigail plays with her flute.

ʚ🐣ɞ ˚ · . Shane :

🐣 Sings to his chickens. He does, you know he does. Even sings in accents when he's bored enough. Jas found out he does that after going in Shane's coop, thinking a stranger was trying to steal her uncle's chickens. But no, it's just Shane singing "9 to 5" by Dolly Parton with a British accent.

🐣 Always has his headphones on during work at the Joja Market so no one would bother him. There wouldn't even be a song playing, he just wears them. One time Sam tried to get his attention but Shane outright ignores him even when Sam pointed out his headphones aren't even connected to anything.

🐣 I like to think that Shane is a fan of Indie Folk and he listens to songs by Bon Iver when walking to work. "Beach Baby" is his favorite song.

🐣 Since Shane's always the last one to leave the Saloon, Gus would let him pick what songs to play in the jukebox until the saloon closes. Even after Shane stopped drinking alcohol, he and Gus would spend time together at the late hours of the night talking, listening to whatever song Shane played.

#stardew valley #stardew valley headcanons #sdv alex #stardew valley alex #sdv elliott #stardew valley elliott #sdv harvey #stardew valley harvey #sdv sam #stardew valley sam #sdv sebastian #stardew valley sebastian #sdv shane #stardew valley shane #🌱 writing :: BACHELORS

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tfmybody · 1 year

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A Historical Change

You ever wonder how life might be different if you had made different choices in the past? What if you changed a single character trait about you, how would life change?

I did too, I wondered how might my life be different if I was born in Eastern Europe instead of the US. Turns out I don't have to wonder anymore. I was abruptly interrupted from my day dream when I realized I was not in my apartment anymore. And instead of the jeans and a t-shirt I had been wearing I was wearing tight biking spandex.

I quickly examined my new surroundings and clothes and began to realize my body had changed too. I was taller and leaner, there was more muscle on my body from years spent cycling and working out in the gym. Somehow I had become an Eastern European version of myself, and I wasn't going to waste this opportunity.

I took off my biking outfit to examine my new body more closely. As ran my hands over my new abs and felt my larger pecs and stronger arms I began to feel more familiar with my new body. As if it had always been mine. Which I suppose it always had been now. I quickly got dressed into a new tank top and shorts and left to go for a bike ride. The new me went for a ride at least once a day.

I found myself navigating the streets of my new hometown easily, as if it was second nature. With every mile I biked I was become the new me more and more. Stopping at my favorite spots to take pictures to post to my instagram.

As I was ending my ride I went straight to the gym, it was my usual routine, some aerobic work on the bike and then to do some weight training. I went through my whole training routine with the ease of having done it hundreds of times, even though many of the exercises I had never done before as my American self.

By the time my workout was done the memories of my old life seemed like a movie I had watched long ago. Faint, as I stood in the elevator and admired my body I felt the last traces of the old me fade away and embraced my new life.

#tfmybody #tf

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bradshawsbitch · 2 years

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Congratulations on the 300 followers 🥳 you deserve it! May I request ”Well this is awkward..” for Rooster? If not that then ”You’re jealous, aren’t you?” for Jake 🤩

Hey, thanks so much darling!!💘💘 I think I’ll go for Rooster, if that’s alright 🙈 and uh, oh my god I’m sorry it turned out so filthy!

Minors DNI - 18+

Warnings: SMUT! FILTH! Afab!reader, oral (f receiving), PinV, pet names!

Description: you, call sign Dove, have had a little crush on Rooster. Perhaps he’s had a little crush on you too, and it has pent up for quite a while.

It was sometimes hard, pretending not to have a ridiculous school girl crush on Rooster. You tried your best to hide it, but boy did he make that hard. You found yourself giggling at his stupid jokes, tucking your hair behind your ear as he talked to you - and sometimes you’d find yourself subconsciously mirroring his movements. It was embarrassing. Phoenix and Halo liked to tease you about it, especially after a couple of hotshots at the bar.

Rooster just was just impeccable in every sense of the word. He was sweet, funny, kind, and boy he was hot as hell. Flying with him was fun, and never stressful (not like flying with Hangman, he made you feel like you had Satan himself hunting your F/A-18). He was careful and methodical, and you admired that about him too.

In today’s exercise, you’d been his wingman - and unfortunately, he had been forced to save your ass from being ‘shot down’. You felt anxious about if he would be mad at you when you landed, so you’d spoken a soft “I’m sorry, Rooster” through the comms.

“It’s alright, Dove. What’s 200 more push-ups?” He sighed, but didn’t sound angry. You wrinkled your nose and offered to do half. He just laughed and said it was fine. So that’s how you found yourself staring at his sweaty, heaving chest as he sat down on the hard tarmac after his 200 push-ups.

You made some conversation about the exercise you’d flown, and he was really nice about you messing it all up. He said he knew you were an excellent pilot, and that everyone had an off day sometimes. That made your cheeks warm up considerably, and you felt abashed. You didn’t feel like you were, but you still thanked him. You watched as he rose to his full height, him patting your shoulder kindly as he said he wanted to cool down with a light jog (he was absolutely crazy).

Sighing, you laid down on the tarmac, covering your eyes with a soft groan before peeling yourself off the ground to hit the showers. You stopped on your way there for some water and a fruit, feeling a little faint in the heat. You took your time and slowly but surely made it to the locker room and the showers. It looked as if it was only you there, but you could hear a single shower running - so maybe Phoenix was still here washing off the day.

You started to undress, and only had your panties on when you heard a weird noise behind you that sounded an awful lot like “Fuck!” furrowing your brows, you turned around - only to be met by the completely naked form of Rooster.

“Oh, god!” You yelped, taking a little too long gazing at him before squeezing your eyes shut.

“Well… this is awkward” Rooster laughed “I forgot my towel…”

Fucking hell. The lord was testing you today. Bradley Bradshaw was going to be the death of you. You had your arms crossed over your chest, not being able to locate your towel with your eyes tightly shut.

“Y-you can borrow mine… uh, if you can find it by my things over here” you winced at your suggestion. Having Rooster closer to you whilst naked didn’t sound like a good idea. You bit your lip as you tried not to replay the vision of Rooster’s amazing body, little droplets of water running down his chest, down to his happy trail. God, you had known that he must be packing. And he was. Christ on a bike.

“Is it this pink, fluffy one?” You could hear Roosters purring voice near you, and you gasped at his sudden appearance. You hadn’t heard him move. You could only let out a high pitched “Mhm!” As you nodded your head. God his voice was lethal, and you felt your thighs clench together involuntarily. He seemed to do that to you. Make your body react so viscerally against your will.

“Are you okay, baby?” Rooster smirked, seeing you half naked had made his cock twitch. He’d wanted you for so long, and from the way your body was reacting - it seemed as if you might want him too. You let out another hitched breath of air at his words.

”Y-yeah, I mean— no, or— are you covered? Can I open my eyes?” Rooster decided to try his thesis. Being still mostly uncovered he said he was.

You opened those beautiful eyes of yours, and you noticed him standing so close to you, his broad chest right in front of you, and you did the unthinkable - you whimpered.

“Little dove, I think someone liked what they saw, hm?” He was full on smirking now, grabbing ahold of your chin to lift it so he could see your beautiful face. You licked your lips, barely being able to breathe as you stared into his handsome face. You whimpered again and nodded slowly. His smile widened. “That’s good, baby. I’ve been liking my view for a while as well…” he purred, his grip on your chin holding you steady.

“Can I touch you, little dove?” He whispered, his lips almost ghosting over your ear. A soft moan fell from your lips as you nodded, eyelids fluttering close as you felt warmth spreading through your core. “Need you to use your big girl words, my little dove” Rooster whispered, and you felt your knees grow weak as you almost collapsed into his chest.

“Y-yes, Rooster - please touch me!” You moaned, and as soon as the words were out of your mouth, Bradley’s lips ghosted over the warm skin of your neck, leaving small, teasing kisses. His big hands tugged softly at your crossed arms, asking if you would lower them for him. You didn’t hesitate for a second, letting them drop by your sides at his command.

“So beautiful,” Rooster murmured, kneading your breasts with both hands. Your head tilted backwards, a gasp drawn from your lips as he massaged and teased your breasts and nipples.

“Rooster,” you moaned, placing your hands on his strong biceps. He only smiled, bending down and connecting his lips with yours, eagerly wetting your lips with his tongue as he asked to taste you. You immediately obliged and sighed at the feeling of his tongue stroking against yours seductively.

Releasing your lips, he kissed his way down your neck, to your collarbone, and finally to your bare chest, latching his lips onto one of your nipples - sucking and licking you so good. This was when he let out his first pretty moan. Hearing a man moan was like hearing the angels sing, in your opinion, and it turned you on knowing he was enjoying this just as much as you.

“Is it okay if these come off, little dove?” He had kneeled down before you, and had his fingers near the edge of your panties. You licked your lips and nodded again. He narrowed his eyes at you.

“Y-yes, sir” you didn’t know where that came from, perhaps because of how he exuded dominance in the most delicious way - and his loud groan told you he liked it. He wasted no time in pulling your underwear down, grabbing your thigh and hoisting it over his shoulder, his mouth desperately tonguing at your core, kitten licking your clit, making you gasp and moan, your head falling back against the locker door. When his tongue started fucking you, you yanked hard on his hair and saw stars infront of your eyes as your orgasm crashed down on you.

“C’mere, pretty girl,” Rooster’s raspy voice commanded, as he picked you up with ease, putting your legs around his waist as he carried you. “We gotta wash you up,” he mumbled, stepping the two of you into a shower, shutting the drapes behind you. His mouth was soon on yours again, having you pressed up against the cool tiles, his large hands under your thighs as his body held you up. He switched the water on, groaning at the beautiful sight of the water trickling down your body.

“Please fuck me, lieutenant,” you moaned quietly and Rooster’s eyes fluttered close with a strangled groan “You catch on quick, pretty little dove,” he whispered, before fisting his cock once, twice, before he lined himself up and dove in, seating himself deep inside you.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so well” he groaned as he watched himself bottom out in you. You were panting, moaning, whimpering at the delicious stretch of him. He wasted no time, knowing someone could walk in at any moment, as he pulled out slightly before fucking back into you. His moans were so pretty, you never wanted him to stop. By now he was fucking you hard, fast and deep, his hands hoisting your hips higher to reach deeper into you. His hands helped you with the rhythm and you clung to him as if your life depended on it, a soft moan releasing from your lips as you heard the door of the locker room open.

“We have an audience, little dove. Are you gonna be a good girl and cum on my cock for me now?” Rooster whispered, and that was all it took for you to bite down hard on his shoulder to keep quiet, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as your second orgasm washed over you, clenching around Roosters cock as he fucked you deep, letting out a strangled groan as he too came, painting your insides with his warm cum.

He held you still, the water echoing in the space. He was still buried deep within you when you heard Hangman’s cocky voice say “Still burying your sorrows, Rooster?” And you thanked your lucky star he could only see Bradley’s feet.

Rooster smirked, huffing out a small laughter as he replied:

“Yeah, something like that” as he smiled at your flushed face.

#bradley rooster bradshaw smut #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #300 celly #idk where this came from omg #smut

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diamondluxesugar · 10 months

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Gifts and Being Spoiled - Non Allowance

Let’s discuss Gifts.

I’m not talking about $30 for a pedicure or a Starbucks gift card and tumbler. I’m talking about the jewelry, the cars, the thousand dollar bags and shoes, the stocks and bonds, the gold and silver bars, kinds of gifts. Unless you’ve grown up accepting gifts or have made enough money to buy these things for yourself, it may make you feel uncomfortable. Who wouldn’t? We’re talking about receiving thousands of dollars worth of gifts.

Hell, this is something that even the most experienced SBs have had to work to become accustomed to, and even now gifts of a certain caliber can make a lady a little bit nervous. The easiest way to become comfortable with receiving luxury gifts is by desensitizing yourself to the cost.

Note: this is not desensitizing yourself to just start swiping your credit card for whatever purchase you want. This is to remove the feelings of doubt, shame, and insecurity that surround owning expensive items while those around you may not yet share in your wealth.

One exercise I did was write down every single thing I wanted to purchase. I broke it into the following categories: useful, nice, frivolous.

The useful items are things I would use on a consistent basis. Think computer, KitchenAid mixer, exercise bike, spa passes, etc. These will be more tailored to your own needs.

The nice items are things that don’t make or break any given experience, but would be fantastic to have and would increase my quality of life. Think multiple pairs of running shoes, a $300 outdoor hammock swing, new matching bedroom set, etc. Once again, these are more tailored to your needs.

The frivolous things are anything else. Think of the Chanel bags, the jewelry, shopping spree at Bloomingdale’s. Items that won’t make it break your experience of life.

Throw literally everything you can on this list and include the prices. When you see something on TikTok, add it to the list. When your coworker is talking about that sous vide, add it to the list. Big or small, just add it.

At this point you’ll have an idea of what you like and want, and how your SD can best gift you. Maybe you aren’t a clothing girl, but will go crazy in the homegoods section. Your gifting doesn’t have to look like mine, and that’s okay. This is your time to be spoiled!!

This brings me to my second thought: using your belongings.

It can be nerve-racking and ostracizing being the only girl with real gold in your ears. You may want to leave your good items in a safe or only wear them on special occasions.

Don’t.

Shoes and bags and jewelry and clothing is meant to be worn, not to sit in a dust bag for admiration. Your exercise bike is meant to be used. Running shoes are meant to be worn down. Don’t be afraid to use your gifts, because you’ll appreciate them more and will become used to using your most expensive items.

The last thing I would like to leave you ladies with is simple: Gratitude. Be grateful for the gifts that come into your life. Be grateful for the person providing the gifts. Be grateful for the journey of becoming a woman who has the capacity to receive. It’s okay fantastic to thank your SD/SBF for gifting you with something. In fact, most of these men are surrounded by people that use and take from them. Say thank you and mean it and watch how your experiences change.

Happy Sugaring ✨

#spoiled heaux #askdls #black sugar baby #brown sugar bowl #sugar bowl #black tumblr #melanin poppin #black luxury #black girl beauty

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thethirdgenesisbooks · 6 months

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How to Put Words in Your Book - 5 Tips to Actually Start Writing

There is a problem among a great many writers and aspiring authors: so many of us never actually put any words into a Word document. Some writers will spend years developing a story idea. They’ll think of everything; the world-building, the characters, moving scenes, but never actually sit down to write the story.

Sometimes this comes from a lack of confidence. Writers think, “What if my story isn’t good enough?” These writers need to realize that the only thing worse than a bad story is the story that’s never written at all. For other writers, the reason why they can’t seem to actually get anything written is because while they know where the story has to go, they don’t know how to start. For still others, the problem is simply a matter of motivation.

Here are five tips to help you get your story rolling:

1 - Read the Opening of Someone Else’s Novel.

Sometimes, it can be hard to know what sorts of details to introduce first in your story. Do you start with a physical description of the character? A quote? A scene with characters in peril? Seeing how other authors started off their books can be helpful in this regard. I’d recommend reading the opening of a novel in a different genre from the one you’re writing. That way, you aren’t tempted to borrow too heavily, and can focus on putting out your own material.

2 - Listen to Music.

My wife and I developed this game that we sometimes play that utilizes her skills as a musician and mine as an author. I’ll sit or lie down on the couch with my eyes closed, and she’ll start playing an original, improvised piece of music on the piano. As I listen to the tune, I’ll start to describe a scene that the music brings to mind and tell a short story. Similarly, whenever I sit down to write one of my books, I listen to instrumental music that’s appropriate to the story I’m working on. I recommend that if you choose to use music to inspire your writing, you make sure it has no lyrics, as your writing may start to reflect the words you hear. I also recommend not using music that you associate with a particular scene. For example, when I tried writing while listening to “The Barber of Seville,” all I could see when I closed my eyes was Bugs Bunny shaving Elmer Fudd. You want music into which you can put your own meaning.

3 - If You are Spiritual, Pray or Meditate.

This piece of advice is pretty simple. If you are a spiritual or religious person, then before you write take a moment to stop and either pray or meditate. There’s a reason the Greeks thought goddesses called “muses” inspired art. The right side of the brain is associated with creativity, intuition, and spirituality. So, activate that side of your brain by doing something spiritual. Personally, when I was writing the first novel in my Third Genesis fantasy series, I prayed every time that “words would flow from my fingers to the page.” Most days, I wrote around 3,000 words in that book.

4 - When Stuck, Get Up and Walk.

You’d be surprised what even the tiniest amount of exercise can do for you. Do you have stairs in your home? Walk up and down a few times. Do you have a stationary bike? Ride it a little. Any form of exercise, however small, can get your mind going.

5 - Act Out the Scene.

Do you know your characters well enough to know how they speak to each other, what their goals are, and what they want out of life? Then play pretend for a bit, as you might well have done when you were a child. Improvise the scene, and pretend that you are all of the characters in the scene engaged in a discussion or struggle. You may find that you’re not good at improvising their dialogue, but that’s alright. When you say it out loud, you’ll get a better idea of what’s natural conversation. You’ll also gain some insights into what the characters would or wouldn’t do, based on what they want.

These are just a few things you could try to get the creative juices flowing. All of these have worked well for me. Good luck and happy writing!

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kaija-rayne-author · 8 months

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I went thrifting with the kids a couple of days ago and I'm still in so much pain it's making me teary. I don't cry easy. My therapist scolds me about it. 5 hours of shopping with two well behaved kids and I sat down through most of it. I could really use a wheelchair, but I can’t afford one. It would have to be electric, because my EDS is degenerative.

Guess I'm stuck in bed again.

I really wish people would understand that I would give so much to be able to just... live. Even the limited existence I had before covid was better than it is now. I can't go to a movie, or the zoo, or the aquarium. I leave the house for supplies and medical care. That is literally it. I risk my immunocompromised life every time I leave the house because people won't mask. I risk my minor children's lives and my partner's too. We're all immunocompromised.

I used to hike, ride horses, dance, bike, practice 3 types of martial arts.

Then I caught swine flu and my body gave up. I was diagnosed with me/cfs (which is now usually considered a post viral illness, meaning you got sick with a virus and never got better).

Then 3 years ago, I caught version 6 of the first wave of covid. I barely survived, but I never got better.

I honestly can't imagine how people can be so blasé about viruses. They can absolutely destroy your life. They've destroyed mine. I was healthy! I exercised and ate well! I was vaccinated! (Antivaxxers fuck off. I have science degrees, you're really badly misinformed.) I did everything right and it still took me down.

There's nothing you can do behavior wise that will guard you from viruses except masking, vaccinations, and social distancing. Setting up air cleaning options helps too, but since we can't even get people to mask, I'm not holding my breath on that one. (Har, har, I'm hilarious.) Vaccinations are imperative, but they don't do anything for transmission. They exist so that if you do get it, you have a better chance of survival.

And humanity could have defeated this illness 3 years ago. Except because selfish people wanted their 'normal' back... we didn't. PSA? Your 'normal' sucked a lot for disabled people already. It's worse now.

I do the best I can, but it has robbed me of so much. My scientific career, my ability to make a living that doesn't mean just scraping by well under the poverty line.

I can't hike anymore, or bike, the brain knowledge of my decades in martial arts and dance is still there, but I probably couldn't take a hit anymore. Being around horses again is an impossible dream.

Hell, just getting out of bed some days is an impossible dream.

I have nightmares of being without a mask, and people walk around bare faced.

I fucking guarantee there isn't a 'fun' thing on this planet that is worth living like I do.

The worst isn't when the virus kills you, it's when you survive it and have so little ability left.

And more people survive SC19 than die from it. They survive, but millions of people are already disabled from it and the numbers rise every day.

How are people not fucking terrified? How?

#SC19 #chronic pain #chronic illness #me/cfs #long covid #disability #my disabled life #kai's rambles #about kai

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What are some of your cherik as parents headcanons?

Hello @cinimionroll ! Thank you so much for this as! :D

Here are some of the head canons I have for cherik as parents:

- Charles would be the strict one- KIDS, YOU SHOULD EAT YOUR GREENS, DRINK YOUR MILK AND BE NICE TO ONE AND OTHER. Erik would be totally chill- He’d make the kids pancakes on demand, sneak in a few chocolates into their diet, and replace milk with soda cans now and then.

-Charles would opt to take the kids out to museums or parks- It’s educative and recreational at once. Erik would definitely think that such trips are boring and take the kids out to theme parks and permit them to go on roller coaster rides much to the fury of Charles. Charles: “What were you thinking taking them on roller coaster rides, Erik? Do you know how dangerous they could be?” Erik: “Relax, Charles. It’s not like I can’t control them.” Charles: “They’re FIVE for crying out loud!”

- Charles would not have it if the children missed out on their homework or lag behind on their studies. Erik on the other hand would be: meh...

When it comes to the teens and the older mutants of the house:

-Charles wouldn’t allow them to drink (because they’re underage, dammit!) or drive without a learner’s license and all. Erik distracts Charles (winks winks nudge nudge) when the kids want to go out drinking or raid the liquor cabinet. He’ll even let the teens take out his car or his motorbike for a spin now and then.

-Charles doesn't approve of the kids swearing. Erik would swear with them (much to Charles' despair)

-Charles would be the one the kids would go to for guidance and moral support. Erik would be the one the kids go to when they’ve fucked something up and they’re too scared to tell Charles about it. Erik would then go and fix whatever the kids screwed up. They’d all tell Charles... eventually.

But Erik would be strict with them when it comes to their trainings and exercises. He'd be a strict master on the grounds and push them till they'd fall. But he'd also be there to pick them up and help them start again.

Erik would call them brats or idiots or cockroaches and what not. He'd pretend that he doesn't care about them. ('I don't care about those brats, Charles! They're your kids, not mine', he'd say) But he isn't fooling Charles, or anyone for that matter, because everyone knows how he feels about the kids. There's one thing that's common to both Charles and Erik when it concerns to the kids: that both are supremely overprotective of them.

The effect it has on Charles deserves a separate fic altogether. Lol. Charles feels a strong tug in his heart whenever he sees Erik being tender with little Scott or helping a seven-year old Kitty arrange a tea party for her teddy bear friends. Or when he sees Erik bringing Hank out of his shell and coaxing him to ride the bike or teaching Alex to control his anger. Charles cannot lie that it's hot af and that he's turned on the thought of Erik being a hot dad.

Erik would be the cool dad. He really would. There’s an instance in the comics where the kids hear some noises (somewhere... I can’t remember where) and think that the place is haunted. Magneto takes one look at the place and knows that it’s not. Instead of assuring the kids, he eggs them on to believing the haunted theory by telling them that he, too, heard the noises (something on those lines. I read it a looooooong time ago...) He takes a good laugh out of it before revealing the truth.

To sum it up, Erik's a total teddy bear when it comes to the kids!! :D

P.S: I may or may not have written a fic about the difference in their parenting styles somewhere... here (https://archiveofourown.org/works/15178172)

Again... thank you so much for the as, because I can talk about these two for ages! :D

#cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #cherik headcanons #headcanons #I absolutely love them as parents #cinimionroll #thank you so much for the ask!#jacky replies #jjcherik

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do you have any tips for getting back into writing after a long break?

this may sound facetious, but you kind of just have to do it.

I don't mean like, sit down and spit out polished work. but you just gotta sit down with a document and write some words. it doesn't have to be a story. stream of consciousness that shit if you gotta, but there's muscle memory between mind and body here, between the brain that has the story and the fingers that have to write it. half the battle is always, regardless of writing consistently or coming back years later, having that connection be in shape.

You're riding a bike. it's not like you've forgotten how to do it, you just don't have the same muscle tone in the same places as when you did it previously. But it's not like the muscles disappeared off the face of the planet. exercise sucks, but you just gotta do it if you want to get the right muscle back in shape. in this case, it's just writing stuff and remembering how to get the brain words to be the font words.

if you have ideas already, scribble them down like you're telling a friend the story, but in a document. if you don't have ideas, go grab a prompts list from somewhere and write a couple paragraphs per prompt until something strikes. you don't have to finish them or post them. you're just doing writing crunches. idk what your writing style was, but like mine is heavily based on having a good outline, so that's what I would do first. Try 'n remember whatever your style relied on, and do some of that to get back into the swing.

#anon asks #asks #writing #also welcome back #i'm a terrible person to ask about writing because #I have no idea what I'm doing #but I've done it so much #it looks like I know what I'm doing

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lunasilvis · 10 days

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You posted somewhere you lost a lot of weight. I was wondering how did you manage to do that? :)

Hey thanks for the ask, this reply is gonna be lengthy, just a head's up.

But yeah, correct. I wasn't morbidly overweight, but carried around just enough excess body fat (3 chins lol) that it started to hamper me in daily life. I think at heaviest I weighed around 100 kg/220 pounds (I am 174cm/5'8ft - for proportion indication). I started gaining weight when I was 15 y.o. and started losing it when I was 22 y.o. Looking back, it never affected my confidence back then, because I realized I could turn the tide any day I'd like (since I was young). However, the shitty thing about that was, it was mainly emotional eating: just sedating myself with processed garbage. My deep-rooted trauma lie at the base of stuffing myself every night with sometimes 2 bags of crisps and pie and candy to finish it. Boy I was my dentist's fave client lol

I mean, I don't wonder why. During that time in my life I wanted to hide, not exist, abandon myself, was depressed and flat out suicidal. So instead of seeking professional help, I internalized everything. I resorted to very negative, self-undermining and unhealthy coping mechanisms (that up until today have affected things in my life). I pulled up iron barbed-wire walls so high, no single soul would enter. No one could see or come close. I had plans to end my life even, because I just wasn't enjoying time on earth any longer. Food was the only company. Luckily, the realization that I was still young and could seize control over myself/learn to take responsibility over my life (which I hadn't back then) got me through it. I felt hopeless, but the tiniest light in me flickered I could still change it all for the better.

So I found I had to start with kicking my butt into a better mental and physical state (+ seek therapy). I found a means of exercise that clicked with me and I genuinely liked: bicycling. I always had loved nature and figured a bike could take me to that, and boost my mental health at the same time. Cycling - combined with excruciating self-loathe as my fuel (I'd see the initial hunger pangs as some form of self-flagellation lol, I was in my early 20s and just very toxic + tough on myself :-) ) + a diet of whole-wheat knackebröd and lean meat or cottage cheese, water, no food after 7PM... made me lose weight in no-time from springtime 2016 on. I experienced an increase in energy and I started to gain control over my body, like for the first time it started to feel "mine", which was super cool. I managed to find myself by focusing on my own inner AND outer light, and kept that up until this day, knowing I never want to slip so badly again (and quite sure I won't will, the teen brain is a horrible thing, worked through the majority of trauma and I matured a great bunch ever since lmao).

#Got some gnarly leftover stretch-marks from that time over my lower tummy. still an insecurity but find it less hindering w age -#flaunting the bikini bod anyways #This is such a wildly different time and different self. I just feel sorry for myself now #ask #losing weight #I'd include a pic of fat me if I had one lol. but even my oldest archived pics on here aren't close to my heaviest

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How long is a normal length of time to work on an outline? (Sorry this kinda turned into a ramble) I decided to actually sit down and outline a novel I started in 2018 but dropped, mainly because I had no idea where I was going with it. During the pandemic, I discovered the wonder of actually outlining and sticking to a schedule-ish, and I managed to write a couple of short novels. Now, to myself, I call these "practice novels". They're not that good, but I needed something to practice with so I took really old stories I had discarded and just wrote them down, I had the time and needed something to write. Now, I wrote a short novel in January-March last year that came out really good, maybe the best I've written so far, and in November I started a sequel and finished it a little over a month ago. It also came out really nice. Now, it's normal for me to start thinking of my next project when I'm about to wrap up the one I'm currently working on, and this time I decided I was going to work on this 2018 project. It's also normal for me to take some time off to cool down when I just finished something, reread and revise, and basically get some rest before I get in the mood to write again. Now, a friend of mine has been asking repeatedly why haven't I written in so long and if something had happened. She even recommended me some books to get me inspired again. And honestly? I don't really feel in the mood to write yet, and I feel like my outline is still incomplete. I'm doing research and taking my time to properly develop the characters and the story. I already had a go with this one once and dropped it. This time I want to do it right, I don't want to rush it, I really like the story and the characters and want to make the best I can out of it. I kinda feel pressured by this friend but I also feel like I should just follow my gut and prepare the way I feel best.

Spending a While in the Pre-Write Phase

Every writer is different, and every project is different, so there's no right or wrong amount of time to spend outlining your story or in the pre-write phase in general. The only potential definition of "too long" there is would be spending so long outlining/in pre-write that you never actually write the story.

"Percolating" and Practice Matter

If you're not quite ready to work on this story because you feel the ideas need more time to percolate, that's absolutely fine. You should trust your gut on that and not friends who are pressuring you to write. But if you're not actively engaging in the pre-write phase of this story... for example, outlining, world building, developing characters, etc., it might at least be worth considering doing some writing prompts to exercise your writing brain in the meantime. Writing is a lot like bike riding in that you won't forget how to do it if you don't do it for a long time, but the required muscles lose their strength just a little bit. So things like reading, journaling, and doing writing prompts are some good ways to keep those writing muscles engaged. And you can even do writing prompts related to the story you're outlining, too. The first nine suggestions in Getting Unstuck: Motivation Beyond Mood Boards & Playlists has some story-related prompts you can try out. Getting Excited About Your Story Again has some other story-related prompts that are fun and can help you flesh out your characters and setting in surprising ways.

It's Okay to Politely Tell Writer Friends to Chill

All relationships take work, even relationships with writer friends, and those can be particularly prickly because part of being writer friends is to help motivate one another, but there can be a delicate line between motivating and nagging. Sometimes people don't realize they're crossing that line. So when you feel like a writer friend is putting pressure on you, don't be afraid to say, "Hey, I really appreciate your support and the motivation you give me, but right now I'm focusing on taking a little break to clear my head and let this old story percolate a bit before I start working on it."

I hope that helps! ♥

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pinkacademic · 1 year

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What worked for Me: Kinaesthetic Learner

When I was a child, my mum put sticky lables on all our furniture with the Irish word for those items or furniture, so anytime I was walking around the house, I would spot the word. Most of them are lost to time and disrepair now, but there’s still a mirror upstairs that says “scáthán” on it. Some people drive their families crazy with post-its all over the house, and they’ll walk around remembering the anatomy of the human body or the events leading up to WWII by saying things like “the ulna is on the fridge” or “hmm, I think England is in the living room,” and they’ll go to those spaces. I’m not the best person to explain the method as I didn’t really use it.

What I did was work out while I studied.

Take your notes into a space where you can get a good full-body workout going. For me, that was the kitchen because we have an exercise bike that we keep in there. What you’re going to do is make a little plan of exercises that you can do while reading (I advise reading aloud), and exercises to do while reciting.

Mine looked like something like this:

Reading

Exercise bike (replace with any other equipment that you have reasonable access to and can read from, the only other one I can think of is a treadmill, but whatever you can make work)

shoulder taps, press-ups, up-and-down plank, other plank variations, normal plank

V-sits, cycles, flutter kicks

leg raises- reverse crunches

Reciting

star-jumps, single leg jacks, side jacks, wood-chops

standing crunches, jog on the spot, march on the spot

dancing (this one can get confusing)

Arm circles, back presses, weighted exercises

You get the idea! Do five-ten minutes of reading aloud, and five-ten minutes of reciting, repeat. Remember to take breaks! This is always true, but especially if you’re working out body AND mind at the same time!!

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shamelesslymkp · 6 months

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weird post, but I promise I haven't been hacked or whatever

(I mean. as far as I know.)

I've been thinking lately about all the things I or friends or family found that cost a bit of money but have legitimately made tangible differences in my quality of life, and how I always want to recommend them to people, and then I thought about how it's the xian holiday season and people are buying things for each other and making wish lists, so this just sort of seemed like a good excuse!

MKP'S List of Literally Life-Improving Things That Can Be Bought

Brand:

Flare Calmer earbuds - these are astonishingly life changing if you're sensitive to certain types of noise; it doesn't dampen overall volume of sounds but specifically targets certain frequencies that are the most painful for people, like the sound of nails on a chalkboard, or a buzzing overhead light. you still hear them, but they're somehow magically not as bad? I don't understand how it works but I know it does - I can use the vacuum with these in, instead of having the immediate urge to cover my ears.

Flare earshades - their catchphrase is something about turning down the volume on your life and like. that's literally what it does - it doesn't block as much sound as actual earplugs (which they also sell), it just lightens it a little. for reference, I wore mine during my brother's graduation, where a pipe organ was playing in a not huge chapel, so loudly I thought they couldn't possibly be doing anything, as I could hear everyone talking clearly and normally, but then I took them off and no yeah they were doing some major heavy lifting there

Capeables weighted cape - it's a weighted blanket that you wear! they have a whole bunch of other weighted products but this one was ideal for me

Brita Rapidstream filter-as-you-pour water pitcher - so Kate kept hearing me complaining about periodically not really drinking water because my brita filter tank would be out of filtered water and it would take me forever to refill it, and she pointed me in the direction of this thing, which - full disclosure, I still sometimes get in a cycle of not drinking water because the sink's too full to fill the pitcher, but it's a lot better - allows me to fill the pitcher at the same time I use it to drink water, so it's done a lot to keep me hydrated

Revlon Hair Dryer Brush - YMMV here, depending on hair type. I have very thick but very fine hair, which hairdressers and my mother assure me they'd kill for, but is also an incredible pain in many ways. I am ... not precisely coordinated, and I have a lot of trouble drying my hair with a normal hairdryer - it takes forever, so my arms start to hurt, and I usually hit myself in the head with the thing at least once, and it's just kind of a long embarrassing ordeal, ok? so I don't do it. THIS hairdryer is also a brush, and can get my hair almost completely dry (and looking great!) in under ten minutes. It also detangles super tangled hair with very little pain and hair-breakage? I guess because of the bristles? so there's that too!

Deskcycle - a... bicycle for your desk?? yeah, that's all I got in terms of funny description here; it's literally a little pedaling machine you can put under your desk or in front of your couch or wherever and use as an exercise bike, without the full uncomfortable bike seat or anything like that. (OK this one only works if you actually use it, so like. this is only intermittently life-improving)

Warmies Microwavable Stuffed Animals - smol friend! heavy from lavender-scented flaxseed filling! can be warmed up in microwave or cooled down in freezer! also available in long friend style, which can wrap around your neck!

BeKool Migraine Gel Cooling Sheets (& Roll-On!) - these are not as good as a full-on headache hat or even most ice packs, but they are incredibly portable, DO stick in place somewhat (if upright and doing things, I recommend using a cloth headband on top to keep it in place - if you're lying down you'll probably be fine), and last a surprisingly long time! it's not actual cold, just the cooling sensation, and you may need to remove it briefly intermittently to continue getting relief from it. the roll-on is cool, because you can target specific places (the strip is kinda.. limited in that respect), but be careful about using it on your temples because you can easily accidentally get close enough to your eyes to make them start watering from the menthol effect!

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Shower chair - if you get dizzy in the shower! if you have migraines or cramps and use long hot showers to deal with them! if you sometimes can't sleep and take a hot shower in the middle of the night but are so tired you find yourself wobbling! then a shower chair might be right for you!

Weighted blanket(s) - there's a lot of mass-produced ones on the market now, at reasonable prices and with reasonable quality, but I have to shout out to mozaic weighted blankets specifically for being the source of my first and dearest weighted blanket, handmade to my directions. (note: in general, getting a weighted blanket cover is a good idea and will prolong the life of your weighted blanket, but if you DON'T use a cover, you can often get a secondary benefit of a cooling effect from the blanket itself! the heavier the blanket, the more effective this is - it has to do with the volume of weighted beads or pellets and how long it takes them to warm through from your body heat.) (I think.)

Migraine glasses lenses - what calmer earbuds do for your ears, these do for your eyes! (note: Zenni optical now offers ROSE TINTED migraine glasses as well as YELLOW TINTED anti-bluelight glasses)

Hammock and/or Hammock Chair - this one really depends a lot on your sensory needs but they provide some of the Best Sensory Input possible for me. I have this lightweight convertible hammock/hammock-chair stand which I adore. [amazon link, with apologies]

Headache Hat - an icepack that you wear! there are many different versions out there, with variations on how/where the cold is applied to your skull; since I like having cold on the top of my head and not just around the sides, I usually get the FOMI brand - more specifically, I like to get the one with neck coverage, because I flip the neck part up to layer on top of the head part and it makes the hat as a whole stay colder longer. [amazon link, with apologies]

10 ft+ Charging Cords - look, they seem silly when you look at them, why would you get a ten foot charging cable, but once you've used them you'll never want to go back, you can charge your phone from your bed, from your desk, in your indoor hammock, wherever, it really does just cut down on the nuisance of it all

#potentially useful things!#mkp recs stuff for fun and no profit

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