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fit-journey:

fickspired:

thinsoundsgood:

This is a picture of me and my two gorgeous best friends. Clearly, we all have very different body types, and you know what? None of us is healthier, prettier or happier than the others because of it.
That’s me on the left. I’m short, super petite, and have about as much muscle mass as a blob of gelatin. Despite being naturally thin, I have always been far from in shape. Not even a month ago, running two minutes at a time was a struggle—now I can run without stopping for more than a half hour.Felicia, in the center, is probably the most active girl I know. The opposite of me, she’s one of those people that can build muscle just by looking in the direction of a dumbbell. She loves running like I do, and we’ve discussed running a 5k. She’s a big yoga enthusiast and has tried all sorts of different forms that I can’t pronounce, and she’s found free community yoga classes for us to attend together. Also, she has abs of steel, seriously. She’s helping me with my ab workouts. She’s also recently lost over 60 lbs through her active lifestyle and healthy diet.That’s my friend Maddy on the right. She’s curvy and feminine, but she’s a beast in the gym. Strength training is her thing. She could probably bench press two of me. Not only is she incredibly strong, she’s insanely flexible and an avid pole dancer. We’re taking classes together even though she can spin circles around me on that damn pole, and look gorgeous while she does it.My friends inspire me so much, and remind me that diversity is lovely. You don’t have to be skinny to be beautiful and confident, nor do you have to look like girls in Nike ads to be strong and fit. You don’t need to weigh a certain number, fit into a certain size, or have a certain appearance to be confident, healthy, or happy. I think that my friends prove that to me. I’ll never be long and willowy like a supermodel, or well-built like all those fitspo girls. I’ll never look like either of my friends, and they’ll never look like me. And that’s ok, because fitness is about being the best you can be, not comparing yourself to others. Embrace what you have, and help others embrace what they have. Fitness is funner with friends. Get them involved. Take a class, go for a walk, make a healthy dinner together. You’ll always have support and a fun activity to bond over.

this is one of the best things i’ve read on tumblr. Friends come in all different shapes, colors and sizes. May your friendships be everlasting 

I just can’t NOT reblog this. Everyone should read it.

This was absolutely amazing, well worth the time to read, wow. Beautiful.

gwenlightened:

fit-journey:

fickspired:

thinsoundsgood:

This is a picture of me and my two gorgeous best friends. Clearly, we all have very different body types, and you know what? None of us is healthier, prettier or happier than the others because of it.


That’s me on the left. I’m short, super petite, and have about as much muscle mass as a blob of gelatin. Despite being naturally thin, I have always been far from in shape. Not even a month ago, running two minutes at a time was a struggle—now I can run without stopping for more than a half hour.

Felicia, in the center, is probably the most active girl I know. The opposite of me, she’s one of those people that can build muscle just by looking in the direction of a dumbbell. She loves running like I do, and we’ve discussed running a 5k. She’s a big yoga enthusiast and has tried all sorts of different forms that I can’t pronounce, and she’s found free community yoga classes for us to attend together. Also, she has abs of steel, seriously. She’s helping me with my ab workouts. She’s also recently lost over 60 lbs through her active lifestyle and healthy diet.

That’s my friend Maddy on the right. She’s curvy and feminine, but she’s a beast in the gym. Strength training is her thing. She could probably bench press two of me. Not only is she incredibly strong, she’s insanely flexible and an avid pole dancer. We’re taking classes together even though she can spin circles around me on that damn pole, and look gorgeous while she does it.

My friends inspire me so much, and remind me that diversity is lovely. You don’t have to be skinny to be beautiful and confident, nor do you have to look like girls in Nike ads to be strong and fit. You don’t need to weigh a certain number, fit into a certain size, or have a certain appearance to be confident, healthy, or happy. I think that my friends prove that to me.
 
I’ll never be long and willowy like a supermodel, or well-built like all those fitspo girls. I’ll never look like either of my friends, and they’ll never look like me. And that’s ok, because fitness is about being the best you can be, not comparing yourself to others.

Embrace what you have, and help others embrace what they have. Fitness is funner with friends. Get them involved. Take a class, go for a walk, make a healthy dinner together. You’ll always have support and a fun activity to bond over.

this is one of the best things i’ve read on tumblr. Friends come in all different shapes, colors and sizes. May your friendships be everlasting 

I just can’t NOT reblog this. Everyone should read it.

This was absolutely amazing, well worth the time to read, wow. Beautiful.

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Reblog if you like the Riddick series, just curious how many people do.
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wossat:

blame-my-muses:

inkandash:

Someone asked me once, as a kind of dig at the movie, “Why someone like Zoe would have a dress?”
I looked right at him and said, “There’s only one white dress a woman like Zoe would keep. Her wedding dress.”

Well shit.

nO

this is not okay. Who gave you permission to make me cry?

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Zoom theartofmtg:

femtg:

SPOT ON

I hope cardboard crack never ends.

theartofmtg:

femtg:

SPOT ON

I hope cardboard crack never ends.

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In San Francisco last year, a man stabbed a woman in the face and arm after she didn’t respond positively to his sexually harassing her on the street.

In Bradenton, Fla., a man shot a high school senior to death after she and her friends refused to perform oral sex at his request.

In Chicago, a scared 15-year-old was hit by a car and died after she tried escaping from harassers on a bus.

Again, in Chicago, a man grabbed a 19-year-old walking on a public thoroughfare, pulled her onto a gangway and assaulted her.

In Savannah, Georgia, a woman was walking alone at night and three men approached her. She ignored them, but they pushed her to the ground and sexually assaulted her.

In Manhattan, a 29-year-old pregnant woman was killed when men catcalling from a van drove onto the sidewalk and hit her and her friend.

Last week, a runner in California — a woman — was stopped and asked, by a strange man in a car, if she wanted a ride. When she declined he ran her over twice.

FUCK YOU if you think that street harassment is a “compliment” or “no big deal” or that it’s “irrational” of us to be afraid because “what’s actually gonna happen.” Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more.
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luna-nix:

whoufflesoufflegirl:

the-treble:

willowpedia:

crazymolerat36:

ewitsmichelle:

not just followers, everyone.

same

I’m here if any of you need to talk<3

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The best part is, this post actually does something, it offers support, unlike one of those useless “reblog if you care” posts.

Exactly. Which is why I’ll reblog this one.

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221cbakerstreet:

ilvalentinos:

stevemcqueened:

I’m going to go through a list of your co-stars and you tell me what you think of them.

#the man. the myth. the legend.

my dream is to be called a motherfucker by samuel l jackson

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clintonfbarton:

ohromanoff:

clint barton shows up to shield 15 minutes late with a starbucks

image

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Zoom 007licensedkiller:

the-agent-25:

007licensedkiller:


"Are you accusing me of not being able to dance?" She gasped in much offence. "First of all, how dare you! Secondly, you sir are wanker." She pointed accusingly.

James simply laughed standing and turning the music on, he held out a hand to her, “do you want to dance?”

"To be honest, I really don’t." She sighed. "But you look so pathetic standing there with that expectant look on your face, so I’m going to have too." With a dramatic sigh she hauled herself up and moved over to James, taking his hand and letting him pull her in for a slow waltz.

James smiled, “I miss you Vla, I don’t see you nearly enough anymore, I want to know that your happy, that you’ll retire and have kids with Q”

Vla sighed. &#8220;I know. I&#8217;ve been busy with the Congo thing. Maybe we&#8217;ll get to see more of each other now I&#8217;m potentially getting benched. I don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;m ready for a family yet. Q wants one in the next five years but I just don&#8217;t know if I can handle that.&#8221;

007licensedkiller:

the-agent-25:

007licensedkiller:


"Are you accusing me of not being able to dance?" She gasped in much offence. "First of all, how dare you! Secondly, you sir are wanker." She pointed accusingly.

James simply laughed standing and turning the music on, he held out a hand to her, “do you want to dance?”

"To be honest, I really don’t." She sighed. "But you look so pathetic standing there with that expectant look on your face, so I’m going to have too." With a dramatic sigh she hauled herself up and moved over to James, taking his hand and letting him pull her in for a slow waltz.

James smiled, “I miss you Vla, I don’t see you nearly enough anymore, I want to know that your happy, that you’ll retire and have kids with Q”

Vla sighed. “I know. I’ve been busy with the Congo thing. Maybe we’ll get to see more of each other now I’m potentially getting benched. I don’t know if I’m ready for a family yet. Q wants one in the next five years but I just don’t know if I can handle that.”

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zuzuhiddles:

It’s official, I can drop out of school and go to Hogwarts. [x]

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benedictcumbvrbatch:

thats it, thats the show

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Zoom 007licensedkiller:

 

Vla shrugged. “Bad enough. Permanently disfigured for life she sighed and stood up, turning her back to him and pulling her shirt up to show him the deep third degree burns over her back, shoulders and down under the waist band of her pants. ((Burns are dark pink and follow a geometrical pattern similar to this. Think of Raleigh’s burns in pacific rim))

James touched her shoulder gently, “the scars I got from Russia have permanently left most of me disfigured, you can’t see it but my arms are deeply scarred and missions are becoming harder…I can’t believe that Q won’t ever touch you again because of these, if he doesn’t I will kill him for this” 

Vla flinched away from his touch and fixed her shirt. &#8220;It&#8217;s his choice to make.&#8221; She shrugged, sitting back down in front of the fire, picking up the bottle of wine again. &#8220;If he decides he can&#8217;t handle looking at me then it&#8217;s his decision to make. You won&#8217;t punish him for whatever he chooses.&#8221; He pointed an accusing finger at James. 

007licensedkiller:

 

Vla shrugged. “Bad enough. Permanently disfigured for life she sighed and stood up, turning her back to him and pulling her shirt up to show him the deep third degree burns over her back, shoulders and down under the waist band of her pants. ((Burns are dark pink and follow a geometrical pattern similar to this. Think of Raleigh’s burns in pacific rim))

James touched her shoulder gently, “the scars I got from Russia have permanently left most of me disfigured, you can’t see it but my arms are deeply scarred and missions are becoming harder…I can’t believe that Q won’t ever touch you again because of these, if he doesn’t I will kill him for this” 

Vla flinched away from his touch and fixed her shirt. “It’s his choice to make.” She shrugged, sitting back down in front of the fire, picking up the bottle of wine again. “If he decides he can’t handle looking at me then it’s his decision to make. You won’t punish him for whatever he chooses.” He pointed an accusing finger at James. 

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Zoom emilianadarling:

not-safe-for-earth:

vegandragon:

We used to be best buddies,
But now we’re not.
I wish you would tell me why…

OH MY HEART

#STEVE I WAS LITERALLY FROZEN FOR YEARS WHY WOULD I WANT TO BUILD A SNOWMAN #I AM THE SNOWMAN (via jaegermasters)

emilianadarling:

not-safe-for-earth:

vegandragon:

We used to be best buddies,

But now we’re not.

I wish you would tell me why…

OH MY HEART

#STEVE I WAS LITERALLY FROZEN FOR YEARS WHY WOULD I WANT TO BUILD A SNOWMAN #I AM THE SNOWMAN (via jaegermasters)

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Zoom 007licensedkiller:

the-agent-25:

007licensedkiller:

James had just gotten back from his mission, after stitching himself back together and drinking a significant amount of scotch, he called the one person that he wanted to see, Alec was out of the country. He smiled and called Vla, “hello, I’m back do you want to come over and drink?”

"That depends." Vla said around a yawn, stretching from where she’d fallen asleep on her couch. "What are we drinking?"

"Scotch, vodka, whiskey, you name it I have it" James said lightly, "what’s Q doing tonight?"

Vla scoffed. &#8220;I don&#8217;t know. I haven&#8217;t seen him in 78 hours. He&#8217;s been working on something big in Q branch. I&#8217;m on my way. You still got some of that wine I like?&#8221; She asked, standing up and groaning as the blood came back ot her feet, giving her pins and needles in them

007licensedkiller:

the-agent-25:

007licensedkiller:

James had just gotten back from his mission, after stitching himself back together and drinking a significant amount of scotch, he called the one person that he wanted to see, Alec was out of the country. He smiled and called Vla, “hello, I’m back do you want to come over and drink?”

"That depends." Vla said around a yawn, stretching from where she’d fallen asleep on her couch. "What are we drinking?"

"Scotch, vodka, whiskey, you name it I have it" James said lightly, "what’s Q doing tonight?"

Vla scoffed. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen him in 78 hours. He’s been working on something big in Q branch. I’m on my way. You still got some of that wine I like?” She asked, standing up and groaning as the blood came back ot her feet, giving her pins and needles in them

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