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Poise & Progess: Formulating My Meal Plan

Firstly, I am not an expert or dietician or whatever. With the help of Chat GPT I’ve compiled a list of meals and snacks that I can incorporate into a meal plan and that will allow me to reach my fitness/body goals.

I will also mention that I mainly follow a pescatarian diet but I am not entirely strict with it. I find that cutting out meats, not including seafood, works well with my body and digestive system but I don't mind a grilled chicken salad every once in a while.

So below you'll find my balanced meal plan grouped by meals.

Certainly! Here's the balanced meal plan grouped by meals, without the days specified:

Breakfast:

Scrambled eggs with spinach and tomatoes

Greek yogurt parfait with fruits

Oatmeal with bananas, nuts, and cinnamon

Whole-grain pancakes with yogurt

Whole-grain toast with scrambled eggs

Smoothie (spinach, banana, berries)

Overnight oats with almond milk

Avocado toast with fruits

Lunch:

Grilled chickpea salad with quinoa or rice

Chickpea stir-fry with noodles or rice

Lentil and vegetable soup with a roll

Spinach and feta stuffed bell peppers

Quinoa and black bean bowl

Shrimp wrap with a side salad

Tuna or chickpea salad with whole-grain bread

Snacks:

Greek yogurt with nuts and honey

Hummus with carrot and cucumber sticks

Cottage cheese with mixed berries

Apple slices with peanut butter

Handful of almonds and dried fruits

Celery sticks with almond butter

Dinner:

Baked salmon with broccoli and sweet potato

Lentil burger with mixed greens and veggies

Grilled shrimp with quinoa and veggies

Tofu stir-fry with brown rice

Grilled fish with sweet potato and asparagus

Baked fish with roasted veggies and couscous

Stuffed bell peppers with a side salad

When I get my body right it’s over for you bitches

I love the DBF!Miguel O'Hara scenarios that have you sneaking around and fucking while your family is around and unaware BUT consider:

DBF!Miguel O'Hara who offered to let you stay at his place when you moved out for college. You don't have to worry about rent or anything because he'll take care of everything. He'll take care of you.

It all seemed so good and innocent at the start. You even got to have the place to yourself most of the days because of his demanding job. Miguel said you can bring your friends over but no romantic partners or flings allowed. Not that you had anyone in that way when you're so busy yearning for Miguel. You've had a crush on him since forever and every time you tried to get into a relationship or have sex with anyone, anyone your age, your mind always compared them to Miguel. For the longest time you were hopelessly yearning, convinced that he'd never return your feelings until one night.

You were lying in bed trying to catch your breath after fucking your pussy raw with your vibrator thinking about how hot Miguel looked that morning in his nice suit, ready for an important business meeting he had. You were about to fall asleep when you felt the bed dip and suddenly Miguel was pulling you close to him, your back against his chest. Your bare ass still wet from your own slick, flushed against his erection and the only barrier that separated you was the same sexy suit you had been fantasizing about. He was so big, he felt bigger than how you imagined him and your cunt throbbed, seemingly ready to be used and abused again.

He kissed your neck, licking and sucking, marking you as his while murmuring how long he had been wanting to do this. He heard you moaning his name when you thought he was going to come home late and he immediately called in his office to tell them he's taking a sick leave. He's going to spend that time fucking you, on every surface in the house, making up for all those times you teased him in the mornings just walking around in an oversized shirt and no bra. You didn't even wear shorts around him, gave him a show of your cute ass, trying to reach mugs from the high kitchen shelves. He had to go shamefully jerk off in his car just so he didn't have to go to work with a very obvious boner. How'd he explain that to your dad when he inevitably bumped into him in the office? His precious little daughter living under the same roof as this pervert?

Hearing you moan his name while you fucked your slutty cunt was the last straw, all his self restraint went out the window. He took your vibrator from your hand and let it overstimulate your swollen clit but immediately take it away when he feels you almost going over the edge. You whine and beg him to let you cum but he just laughs. He promised you'll cum plenty of times, more than you can handle.

Of course he eats your pretty pussy out and fuck you all night in so many different ways, in positions you never even heard of. Your pussy was swollen and oversensitive, and you're pretty sure your cervix is deliciously bruised. Miguel kisses your pussy as an apology but gets distracted and tongue fucks you and makes you cum again.

You slowed down some time in the morning. Miguel made you breakfast but soon enough you found yourself bent over the kitchen counter getting railed again. You don't know how this man had that much stamina at his age. You were getting close to cumming when you heard your phone ring. Your dad was calling you. You helplessly looked back at Miguel, expecting him to stop so you can pick up the call but he didn't stop and clicked the answer button for you. Your dad happily greets you over the phone wondering how you're doing and you tried to keep your voice steady and told him everything's good and uni was going great. Miguel leaned over, pressing his chest on your back and driving his cock deeper and harder into you. It took everything in you not to cry in pleasure and you wondered if your dad can hear the erotic sounds of Miguel's cock abusing your sopping wet hole and his balls slapping your aching clit.

nsfw ahead!

I NEED HIM🫠

hobie would be so used to just waltzing into your house without knocking on your door or calling beforehand that honestly it’s not even that much of a surprise when he walks into your room and sees you sprawled on the bed, fingers deep inside of you.

he stops as his eyes widen and his jaw slightly drops. might’ve been expected, but still embarrassing. you yell at him as you attempt to cover yourself, telling him to “get the fuck out, now!”. and he doesn’t mean to be rude. he doesn’t mean to stare. but fuck, aren’t you just gorgeous?

he just can’t help himself, not after he licks his lips and, with a smile, asks you “ya’ need help there, luv?” as if your face wasn’t already beet-red “wha.. what?!” you stammer as he comes closer, sitting at the edge of the bed. “you looked a lil frustrated.. mind if i help?” he asks in a weirdly calm, gentlemanly manner as he slides one hand under the covers, caressing your thigh.

oh.

OH.

you don’t even remember how it happened. you just remember muttering a shy “yes” and then it was all a blur. now, your brain was turning to soup as he pounded you into the mattress, whispering such sweet praises to you. you must’ve cum at least 4 times by now.

hobie’s back was filled with scratches as you dug your nails sharply into his skin, yelling his name “fuck, hobie! it’s too much!” you slur your words as he groans, fucking your own juices back into you “easy, doll. just one more. i promise” he says as he presses a sweet kiss on your temple. you bite hard into his shoulder as he goes faster, making him whine in pleasure “ ‘m being all lovey-dovey to ya’ and ya’ bite me? rude” he smirks against your ear as you let out a fucked-out chuckle.

“fuck, doll. with the way you’re squeezin’ me i’ll fill you up soon” he groans as you throw your head back with a long whine. he reaches for your neck, sucking more love marks on it. “oh my god! keep going” you breathlessly let out as he grins “yeah? ya’ like that? tell me how good ‘m makin’ ya’ feel” he purrs as you desperately scratch his back, trying to stabilise yourself.

“i’m gonna cum” you desperately say, too fucked out of your mind to listen to him. he laughs softly into your ear “cum all over me, pretty girl” and with that you’re fucking gone. your whole body violently shakes as he fucks into you, but he doesn’t slow down. why would he? he’s so ready to burst into you, god, his dick has never twitched so much, waiting to empty his balls into you.

as you try to stop your shaky legs from trembling, hobie stops, gripping the sheets tightly as his lips part and let go of a loud moan, filling you up with warm, thick layers of cum. his sweaty body falls limp on top of yours, carefully placing himself so that he doesn’t crush you. you’re both silent, the room filled with your pants.

after taking a few good gasps of air, you decide to speak “so…” you say, mind going blank “yeah” he says as he grins at the ceiling “i think our friendship is in danger” he chuckles “ya’ think?” he says to you before standing up on his elbows to look at you.

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Summary: Collection of smutty one-shots with your favourite Moon Boys. Originally based on prompts for Kinktober 2022.

Innocent

You and Steven have a night in watching nature documentaries when you get distracted by just how pretty your boyfriend is.

Merciless

Marc wants you to watch yourself in the mirror.

Full

you peg Steven, that’s it that’s the fic.

Keep me inside

Marc decides to punish you by making you sit still on his cock… it’s not as much of a punishment as he seems to think it is.

Say it too

Marc entrusts you with a set of the sparekeys and you stay over when he's out of town, only for him to come back home early, catching you in a compromising situation.

Killing Me

Jake takes it "easy" on you after a long night with Steven.

I Need Some Sleep

Steven is preoccupied by a research task for Marc that keeps him away from bed with you. You decide to keep him warm until he's done in the most distracting way possible.

Cherry Lips

Steven really likes your lipstick.

Rainy Days

Steven and you are caught out in the rain and you find a nice way to warm up.

Colorblind

The first time Marc makes you 🐱💦

۟ ✧ 𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟 ˒˒۪ ⠀⠀ .ೃ࿐

Pairing: Jake Lockleyx F!Reader Wordcount: 2.16K Warnings: Explicit AF. Rough smut. Gore. Public Sex. Oral. Marc has srs issues with him. squirting. Summary: And then he’s lunging for her, pinning her underneath him, tongue already in her mouth as he rips the blankets and sheets down and there is nothing between them. A/N: title from kings of leon's closer

Jake’s jealousy can be venomous at times. It can overwhelm him - shudder throughout his body while he tries to swallow the fact that Marc and Steven are the ones appropriate for the daylight. Jake does not do well with normalcy. He doesn’t fit into cafes or restaurants or long walks around a park. 

The jealous can be subtle. It can infect and nip and pierce. It grows until he unleashes on something or someone. Not her. Never her.

But, the people that Khonshu wants dead?

They’re fucked.

𖧧  ࣪    ִ 𓆩♡𓆪 ִ ׄ 𖧧

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- Jungkook pack !!

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pt3.

She had yet to figure out any answers about the Sullys, barely having any opportunity to ask her mother or father.

As the two adults came into their home, both laughing amongst themselves as Äoa said a cheesy line to Sänume, they were surprised to see their eldest sitting and waiting.

"𝘖𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘦" (Y/N) said as a sign of respect for her mother and father, doing the familiar hand gesture. They returned it, both stealing a glance at one another.

"My dear, (Y/N) is there a reason for this unexpected visit? Surely you must have a good one as you know your father and I—" (Y/N) cut her off, usually others would get a scolding from doing so, but they had a mutual understanding.

"What happened to Sullys mother." She said glancing at both of her parents who which shared a questionable glance. "Why do you seek this information out?" Äoa said.

"The boy touches this necklace all the time and Toruk Makto is without a mate. His youngest daughter is ten years of age, surely she couldn't have went without a mother that long ago." She was pacing, it was something she did when she got overwhelmed with asking an important question that she wanted to know.

Sänume moved over to her, placing a hand on her wrists where the coverings were still there, moving her over to their parents sleeping area the three of them sat down. "I hadn't know about what happened, you know we keep out of the war." Sänume spoke softly.

Äoa placed a hand on his daughters cheek, softly rubbing his thumb on a small scar she got when she was a child. "We went to our neighboring village to ask. Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite passed one moon ago. Why, they do not know. They know wherever the Sullys go, a war comes." Äoa was always gentle with (Y/N) being as she was his first born and a strong leader, but he knew her well and that is why he is always honest.

"Jake asked about us bringing them back from the dead." Sänume said. "He came to us yesterday before going out hunting with the party."

(Y/N)s eyes snapped up to her mother, shoulders dropping a bit. She wasn't attached or liking the latter in that way—she just knew how dangerous it could be and how different it was.

(Y/N) nodded her head, her white hair having been thrown up and tightly wrapped in a bun as she stood to make her exit, bidding a farewell to her parents, but before she did her mother stopped her with a final word. "I told Toruk Makto you would be helping him with getting his stillsuit and taking him to the neighboring vilage for the day tomorrow. I assure you know the way."

She had left, she knew she did this so (Y/N) could ask.

...

Jake once again couldn't stay asleep, he was having another nightmare.

"Neteyam?" He said rushing over to his son who was on the ground, Lo'ak who had been close by was pressing down on the wound. "Dad! Dad help, quick!" but he couldn't move, he was just stuck in one place watching his eldest slip away.

He heard another voice, this time it was Kiri and the two people in front of him had switched to the two females, "Dad, I-I think mom is hurt, she isn't waking up." Kiri didn't see the hole in Ney'tiris back from a gun wound, she only thought she was knocked out.

"Dad?, you have to help me wake her up, we have to go. Come on—" He was stuck. Looking down at his hands, they were stained with blood and on the ground was a gun. He blamed himself so much that his mind made him believe he did it.

"Dad? Hey, dad, wake up." A voice was starting to come through, it sounded like Neteyam, but when he opened his eyes it was his boy Lo'ak.

He sat up and immediately placed his hands on his shoulders with a worry look, "Are you okay? What's going?" He asked quickly.

"No Dad, you were crying again."

"... but the thing about happiness is it can vanish in a second."

"Lo'ak, I'm sorry." He said sighing, embarrassed his son caught him crying. Wiping away at his tears, he glanced outside to see it was still dark out. "What time is it?"

"Uh, the village life is about to start soon. Pretty early though." Lo'ak said as he moved to sit down next to his father, head resting on his shoulder. "I miss them too, every day." He said quietly.

The two just sat there, their comfort and warmth being not a lot, but just enough for the two.

....

A hour later and one stillsuit on Jake, (Y/N) bid the Sullys a goodbye and started to make her way over to the pathway that led to their neighboring village with Jake.

"Why do I have to wear this?" He asked as he adjusted the little piece that rested just barely outside of his nose.

"It will keep you moisturized on our travels, it's a distance away and there isn't any moisture when we walk. Besides, I want to take you somewhere after." (Y/N) said, having called out to one of her creatures that she was known for riding.

A thanator.

"Holy fuck—" Jake said, immediately stepping back as the creature got closer and closer to (Y/N), he reached out to pull her back, but was startled when he saw the creature roll onto its back for a rub.

"Fuck?" She questioned as she patted the thanators belly in a comforting gesture, she heard many bad words, but this was a new one.

"Yes, bad word, don't say it." Jake said as he got closer, he was thankful (Y/N) didn't push it even further.

As the two started walking, Jake next to her and (Y/N) now upright on the thanator, she would occasionally glance at the other before looking back. His curious gaze constantly making the two stop, one minute he was next to her and the other he was off looking at some of the trees that were burning different colors.

"It doesn't seen like the trees will die or fall down." He said. (Y/N) moved closed to the other as she stuck her hand on the trunk of the tree. "That is because our trees are very sacred here, they burn for centuries. My mother knows when they are ready to be taken down."

Jake nodded and continued to walk, "So, this neighboring village. You wanted to go, why?" (Y/N) asked, pushing down a branch so they could pass through a quicker way, almost reaching the destination.

"Your mother said there was a Shaman there that could help me see.. someone." He stopped, he didn't want to make the other uncomfortable with knowing the specifics.

"Your mate and son." The words came out like a punch to Jakes gut, he stopped moving for a second. He hadn't heard someone call Ney'tiri his mate in such a long time, always by her first name or the typical was your mate, so all he could do was nod.

"How—" (Y/N) lifted a hand before placing a hand on her neck, "Your son wears a necklace and you are raising the kids alone, I had assumed you lost someone." She said, choosing her words carefully.

Jake nodded and continued walking.

...

The two arrived and were immediately greeted with hospitality from the villagers. They looked the same to the ash tribe, but many of the villagers had cloths tighten around their queues and others had their whole queue completely covered.

"I will show you where the shaman is, then, I will leave you two alone. I won't be far, so don't fret if you don't see me." (Y/N) said, her tone that sweet honey he remembered from their first meeting.

Jake nodded and the two set out to find the Shaman.

It took less than a few moments, in fact, Jake assumed he could've found it himself seeing as she lived in the giant hut that stood on the edge of a small cliff, overlooking their village.

"Their name." Jake said as the two stopped at an entrance, (Y/N) tilted her head in confusion. "Her name is Toruka. Shaman of the eyes. Speaker of good and evil. Or, I know her as my sister." They entered the hut, both greeting the other and Jake was left alone again.

The women in front of him had to have been no more than ten cycles younger than him, on the tips of her fingers were very long nails that were a red color, sharp and super pointy. Her skin had coverings that were painted to look like dripping gold off her body, eyes the color of the sun.

She wore a traditional outfit that was imbedded with what seemed like dried up Lava, beads scattered across the lower half and as it closer to her front, it inter crossed into a covering for her chest to look like vines dropping from her body.

On top of her head was a decorative headpiece to look like the roots of a tree, but on the floor was dried up lava and leaves, she looked like a statue.

"Jake Sully, the great mother told me you would be here, I was not expecting you to be here so soon. You have a troubled heart." She said, "I assume my little sister has told you who I am."

Jake nodded, he could see that her queue wasn't covered. He hadn't meaned to be quite for as long as he was, but he assumed it became uncomfortable for the other as his eyes were strained on the queue.

"Some villagers here are cut off from Eywa, some having done bad things and others not wanting to believe in the great mother, but we aren't here to talk about them. You want to ask about Ney'tiri and Neteyam, correct?" Jakes ears flattened, he nodded his head and sat down where the other directed him to.

Inside the hut was small vines that glowed each time someone passed by them, different colors for different age groups of people who passed. If some were bright than others, that meant more of that age group had passed.

"Each color represents how young or old someone was, the white are babies. They see a bright, white light when they enter the world and that's the only thing some usually see. White represents pure spirits. Yellow for children who barely made it to their ninth year of living, yellow represents happiness. Children are always so happy." Jake bit his lip, he felt his heart break.

"Then we have purple, power. This has little color because the power here is the chiefs, they like to keep their burials sacred. Green is for spirits who have came back, new beginnings and growth. They are the ones who agreed to come back and cheat death. Blue is for sensitivity, for the older Na'vis who have passed away at an old age." Toruka looked over at Jake, having been showing him all the colors, she didn't realize his eyes were to the floor.

Moving over to the other, she dragged a grey vine over to him. "Jake, you never lost them. They accompany us , they never disappear from our lives. We are merely in another room." Toruka said.

Jake lifted his head, tears threatening to spill before he held onto the vine. Wiping both of his eyes before taking a deep breath, "What does grey represent?" He said, his voice a whisper.

"Balance. Neutral. This is where spirits go before they pass over. Connect your queue to one of the open spots, when you go. I will be behind you, but you need to understand they might not recognize you at first." Toruka said, Jake nodded and connected his queue. Pupils dilating as he took a deep breath.