#but! i feel good I'm glad i was able to get through a workout without anything imploding in my spine

[karnalesbian]

ooghhh after a long fucking time I finally started working out with a trainer again now that my back isn't in the middle of an episode and i knew i was pretty out of shape compared to when i was younger but i severely underestimated the gap 😭

[lolasimms]

a lots gonna change pt.4

Summary: Married life isn’t great, infidelity ensues and things change.

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Your home felt lighter with the presence of your sister. She'd spent the better part of her visit getting her niece to warm up to her. The crisp spring weather allowed for the four of you to indulge in picnics, spend time at the beach and shop at different farmers markets.

Lila had taken an instant liking to your sister, and you were glad to see the two get along. While Nara was here, you're sure she attended at least 15 tea parties over the course of two weeks, who's to say she didn't enjoy them, after all she loved the role of Aunt.When the day came, you were sad to see her go, but nobody expected the outburst Lila was to cause when she caught wind of her aunts departure. She whined and whined, which made Nara feel guilty but you quickly promised that she'd be able to visit her soon enough. As a treat, Ellie agreed that Lila come with her to the airport to see off her aunt, and to your surprise she was happy with the compromise.

-

The house felt hollow without the extra presence of your sister, making you feel somewhat sad. The days following her departure felt like the feeling when you'd return from a vacation, and long to go back, home not feeling like it usually did. Except the vacation in question was Nara. You missed your sister dearly and the quietness of the house wasn't helping.

It was now 12 in the afternoon and you were sat on one of the bar stools, eating away at a tasteless bowl of soggy oats. Ellie had set out for an early workout around 8, so she would be back anytime now. You were surprised however, when you hadn't heard any noise from your daughter, which was weird, as she was usually up before you on most mornings. You shrug it off, thinking maybe it's just the hard work and play from preschool that's got her burnt out, after all she was still settling into the routine of consistently attending school. You gaze outside the window, that grants you access to the backyard and smile once you notice your cherry trees had begun to bloom. You'd make a reminder to show Lila once she'd awoken.

You're scrolling on your phone, looking through emails when you are startled by a set of hands grabbing at your waist and the loud sound of ...

"Boo!" Ellie laughs as you shriek loudly in fear.

"What the fuck, was that for" you groan as you clutch your chest , the rate of your heartbeat increasing from the sudden rush of adrenaline.

"I'm sorry baby it was the perfect moment, I had too" she laughs, bringing her head down to kiss you. You accept it and then pull back taking a look at her. Her hair is damp with sweat, and her face is flushed red.

"Whatever, I'll only forgive you cause you look really good right now" you roll your eyes at her as she gives you the biggest smirk.

"Really, you like me all hot and sweaty?" She's returned to kissing you, while also speaking into your mouth, which leaves you all hot and bothered.

"Yeah" you squeak, causing her to laugh at how much of an effect she has on you post workout.

"Where's Lila?" She questions, as she moves to the fridge, and reaches for the water pitcher.

"I think she's still sleeping"

"Really, she's usually up at like 6, that's not like her" she lifts the glass up to her mouth, her eyebrows remain raised.

"That's true, I should probably go check on her" you make your way off of the bar stool and rush up the stairs to Lila's room.

-

You open the door and hear her whispering, letting you know that she's awake. You enter, expecting her to stand from her crib and call out to you but instead, she stays lying down and you can faintly hear her gurgling.

"Lila?" You ask as you walk towards her crib. Lila turns her little face towards you, and you're immediately filled with worry. Her face is red and she's breathing heavily while small tears drip down her cheeks.

"Baby?" You rush to pick her up. Your baby's skin is burning hot, and you can tell she's got a fever.

You go into to Lila's bathroom as fast as you can in search of a wash cloth. Once you've found it you wet the cloth with cool water and dart back to the crib to wash your daughter's face with it. She murmurs quietly, but doesn't fight off the cloth, nor does she pull it to her face.

Pity swells deep in your belly as you watch your daughter tiredly yawn. Lila is usually picky with water, she either loves it or she hates it. So seeing such a neutral reaction from her is odd, this isn't like her at all.

You finish wiping her face, and she is coated in sweat. Her breathing is still ragged and she continuously takes deep breaths, fighting for air and that's the final straw for you.

Despite the weight of your daughter, you quickly make your way down the stairs, to the kitchen where Ellie is stood, looking down at the stove. "Baby!" you call out to her.

She lurches forward at the sound of your panicked voice and turns. "What's wrong y/n?" She asks, shocked. "What's wrong?" She asks, again, rushing over to you as you make your way towards her, with your sickly child in your arms.

"It's Lila," you say, trying to keep the stress out of your voice. "She's really feverish, sweaty, she seems to be in pain, she's struggling to breathe..."you say as you look down at her.

Her face goes ashen. "Let me see her," she says, already reaching out her toned arms.

Lila whines as you hand her over to Ellie and she takes her in her arms. She rubs a hand across her forehead. Her eyebrows creasing.

"I'm going to make a doctor's appointment" she sighs.

-

Lila's paediatrician came to the conclusion that it was just a common cold, and her breathing would be compromised because of some nasal damage she had endured during her birth. Both you and Ellie were instructed to keep watch on her and ensure she was medicated every few hours. You found that your daughter was extremely irritable when sick, refusing to let you or Ellie engage in any activities that did not include giving her attention. Unfortunately for her, the weekend was coming to an end meaning you'd be returning to work the next day.

"Sleep with momma ?" Lila asks Ellie as she carry's her up the stairs. Her head rests on her shoulder, giving you a view of your daughter's tired face, as you follow behind them.

"No baby, you've got to sleep in your crib and be a big girl" as soon as the words leave her mouth, she begins to whine. You couldn't wait until this sickness passed so her clinginess would stop. Ellie sighs and begins to rub her back, just as you make it to the top of the staircase.

"Fine, you'll sleep with us, baby. Don't cry" she gives in to her and she tiredly smiles over her shoulder. You make it into the bedroom, and Ellie changes her into a comfortable set of pyjamas whilst you slip into your night gown.

The three of you sleep together throughout the night, keeping your child calm and soothed whenever she'd cough, sneeze or heave. Lila's tears eventually fade, and she relaxes between the two of you, drifting into a restless sleep.

Ellie's eyes nearly gleam pure green in the dark of the room, as she lifts her head to look you in the eyes. "I... she begins. "I never knew it was possible to love someone this much" she whispers, so as to keep Lila from waking up. "I adore her so much, she's...she's the best thing to have ever happened to me, aside from you."

She reaches out to stroke Lila's face, and her sleeping form nuzzles into her. "I'm so lucky, so so lucky, to have the two of you in my life." She gives the statement, a pang of guilt surges throughout her body, seeing the irony behind her claims.

You smile at her and speak. "M-me too..."

"I never knew it was possible to love someone as strongly as I do you and her," you whisper, as you press your cheek against her hand. She strokes your skin with her thumb before letting go and smiling at you.

"I love you, so much" she whispers gently"

"I love you more" you reply, slowly shutting your eyes and holding a protective arm over your daughter that reaches Ellie. She takes your hand and you fall asleep this way.

Once you're beaten by sleep, Ellie slowly treks down the staircase and retreats to the outdoor patio. Your words cause guilt to spread within her, making her feel like a piece of shit. She was selfish and she knew it, the only thing that let her sleep most nights was denial, denial that what she was doing was wrong. She knew it was time. She had finally decided that tonight she would cut all ties with her. Her, the other woman that is. She contemplates on whether or not she wants to do it, looking down at the contact name with a sickness. The look on your face as you confessed your love and dedication to both her and her child pops into her mind and she finally presses dial.

"Ellie?" Her voice rings through her ears, she can tell she had been sleeping.

"Hi, I- we need to talk"

"Oh- ok... I?" she rambles on, and she can't help but feel even more guilty. She was destroying two lives and it never registered to her that Amelia too had feelings.

"Look, this needs to end, for real this time." Ellie finally lets the words come out of her mouth.

"You said that last time, and still fucked me the next day" she laughs, not taking her words to be serious.

"No, I - I mean it this time. I have a kid and a wife, who I very much love."

"If you really loved her, you wouldn't have cheated on her for what... 5 months straight?" She's being a smart ass, as she knows it will get to her.

"I don't care ok, I'm done. I realised now that this was a huge mistake, I love her and my daughter and I can't keep being selfish, we're done. I don't want us to be on bad terms, if you want some money I'll give it to you, whatever you want just leave my family alone" the silence is deafening and she sits their waiting for a reply from her.

"Fine. But just so you know Ellie, you're making a big mistake." She scoffs and ends the call immediately. Deleting her contact off of her phone and shakes her head, who did she think she was to threaten her? Although she's angry she also feels like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders, and she can now be the mother and wife both you and Lila deserve. Her affair was just a minor bump in the road, nobody needed to know about it. It was a secret she would have to carry to her grave.

She returns to the bedroom to find Lila fast asleep, with her hands gripping your nightgown, she slowly shuts the door behind her and makes her way to the bed. She sets herself down slowly, as to not wake the both of you up but you are risen from your sleep when you hear the rustling of the comforter.

"Honey?" You question tiredly as you squint, trying to make of her shadowed figure.

"Shhh, go back to bed baby" she whispers, while sweetly stroking your shoulders and you obey.

-

"She'll be fine, just go or you'll be late to work" Ellie is-currently shooing you from the house, as you're reluctant on whether or not you should call off work for Lila's sake. She assures you that she'll be fine and you finally give in and make your way out the door.

-

"It's very interesting, it's so good to have someone so passionate on this topic to talk to, all my friends think I'm a bore" Abby says, as the both of you chat away in your office.

"I 100% agree, my partner previously worked in this field but now she thinks it's a mundane line of work, which to me is quite offensive" you say, making sure to mock Ellie's voice at just the right pitch.

"You're kidding?" She feigns shocked.

"No I swear, she said it was boring. Which is why she switched to pursuing law, she always been good at arguments."

"She sounds pretentious" she says, with a smile.

"Oh she is, but in the best way possible" you say, a smile on your face just thinking about your wife.

Abby hums and the two of you are interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing, the vibrations coming from inside your desks draw compartment. You apologise to Abby for the interruption and pull your phone out to check on who was calling.

Incoming call, Ellie

"Speaking of the devil, she's calling right now, excuse me for a sec" she silently nods, at your request and you answer the call.

"Everything okay honey?"

"No, Lila won't stop crying, she says she wants you" she sounds exhausted and you can hear the sounds of your child crying in the background.

"Babe, I can't leave work right now" you retort, smiling at Abby as she looks at you with raised eyebrows, her way of teasing.

"So what do I do, she won't stop?" Ellie sounds desperate and you wish dearly to put her out of her misery, but you couldn't leave work, it was only your second week back and you wanted to make up for the year you had spent away.

"Why don't you bring her here, come for a little visit. It's almost my lunch break anyways" she sighs and agrees, and you're happy to come to a conclusion that benefits all.

"Everything okay?" Abby asks as you set your phone down on the desk.

"Yeah, just my kid. She's been sick recently and she wants to see me. Her moms going to bring her over... probably spend my lunch break with them" she gives a strange pout and you smile at her, confused.

"What's the pout for?" You question, bringing your hands to sit under your chin.

"We always spend lunch break together" you swallow at that, was she trying to flirt with you?

"Oh my god" you shake your head at her silliness.

"What? It's true. How could you put your daughter over me?" She pretends to act offended, which only makes you laugh.

"Your funny, plus I would never put my daughter over you, what kind of mother would that make me?" You play along with her joke and she can't help but smile bashfully at you.

-

Abby decided to leave you to complete some work, and you were certainly relieved when she made her way out of your office. Sure she was nice, but you couldn't help but feel like she was getting a tad bit too friendly. She knew you were in a relationship right? It's not like you hadn't brought up the fact that you had a wife and a child more than once, so why did she feel comfortable just openly flirting with you?

The sound of your desk phone rings and you reach for it and answer.

"Ms. Y/ln, speaking how can I help you?"

"Y/n, this is Uyen, your wife is here requesting to see you, should I let her up?"

"Ofcourse"

-

Your office door opens, and in comes Ellie, with a tired looking Lila sat in her arms, her other hand carries a bag of what you were assuming was takeout.

"Mommy" Lila reaches out to you and you happily walk over to Ellie and take her into your arms. You kiss her temple and lean forward towards Ellie. She meets you halfway for a brief kiss and then proceeds to kiss your temple.

"I got you lunch, figured it would be easier than leaving" she says as she places the brown paper bag on the coffee table.

"Thanks honey, how's her fever?" You ask as you sit down on the couch and press your hands on Lila's neck and forehead.

"Fevers going down but her nose is still blocked"

"Poor thing" you say, looking down at your daughter who's head is tucked into your chest. Ellie makes quick work at opening the paper bag and handing you three different boxes of food.

"Stir fry?" You question.

"And spring rolls and dumplings and a fortune cookie" she smiles, knowing these were your favourites.

"I could kiss you right now!" You exclaim.

"Please do" she smirks, before setting the wooden cutlery down and leaning in for a kiss, you lean towards her to grant her her wish. Lila whines again and you roll your eyes at her theatrics.

"Can I put you down on the armchair, so I can eat?" You question and she shakes he head, no.

"So I can't eat my lunch?" You feign shocked at the drama she's putting on display.

"Stay with mommy" she holds onto you tighter and you sigh. You'd be eating lunch with a toddler in your lap and there was nothing you could do about it.

"Lila give mommy a break" Ellie says and she simply looks at her and musters the best eye roll she can. Both you and Ellie are amazed at her attitude and can't help but laugh.

"Where did she learn that?" She asks, her eyes wide and bewildered by her daughters newfound display of attitude.

"I don't even know" you laugh, then cover your mouth. This wasn't the kind of behaviour you would want her to think was okay, but you'd let it slide only because she was sick and easily irritable. You continue eating, occasionally feeding Lila, whenever she'd allow you to. You take a sip of your bottled water, when there's a knock at your office door.

"Am I interrupting?" Abby asks as she walks into the office, with a grin on her face.

"Oh of-course not Abby, have a seat" you say, slightly glancing to Ellie who is seated next to you, expressionless. Abby sits on the armchair opposite the couch and smiles at Ellie.

"This is my wife, Ellie and this is my very grumpy daughter, Lila" you lift Lila's hands and wave to Abby. She irritably brings it back down and nuzzles deeper into you.

"Nice to meet you Ellie, and Lila, she's very cute" you whisper a small thank you. And Ellie finally breaks her silence.

"Nice to meet you to Abby" she says and Abby nods at her.

"I didn't want to break our tradition so I figured I'd bring you a cupcake from the cafe" Abby holds out the clear box and you delightfully accept the treat.

"Oh, thank-you, I was craving one of these all day" you inspect the cupcake and place it on the coffee table.

"What's your tradition?" Ellie interrupts, looking from you to Abby.

"Oh y/n and I spend our lunch breaks together, at the cafe downstairs, they've got great food" Abby says and Ellie nods.

"We'll, just thought I'd deliver the treat to you myself. But I should get going, wouldn't want to interrupt family time" she stands up and shakes Ellie's hand and then makes her way over to you, leaving a kiss on your cheek. If you could, you're sure you would be blushing from embarrassment. Abby leaves the office and Ellie's fists are clenched.

"I don't like her" she mutters, turning to look at you.

"Ellie, I-" you're cut off before you can even complete your sentence.

"Who the fuck is she to be bringing you TrEaTs" she mocks Abby's voice.

"Are you seriously mad?" You're laughing now, the fact that she found there to be any competition between herself and Abby was humorous to you.

"Yes and the kiss on the cheek, really?"  You shift Lila in your laps and continue looking at Ellie.

"Everyone does that it's etiquette"

"Fuck etiquette, this isn't France" you can't help but laugh at her clever joke.

"Enough of that, can we just enjoy the rest of our lunch break in peace? As a family" you make sure to add in the last part as you know it will coax her well enough to drop the subject of Abby.

"Fine" she mumbles, trying to suppress a smile. You shake your head at her pettiness and reach for your fortune cookie.

"Okay fortune cookie time, but remember we can't tell each other okay?" She reaches for her cookie and nods.

'Your road to glory will be rocky, but fulfilling'

"Oooo mine is really good, what about yours baby?" You question as you scrunch your fortune and make a mental note to remember it. Ellie opens her cookie and proceeds to read her fortune.

'A guilty conscience, needs no accuser'

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[thatssonanii]

Chapter Two

Warnings: Cursing, bit of smut, 18+ only

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Chapter One

The day started almost normally for the couple except Moriah usually joined him when he went to workout or went to class but this time he left her sleeping peacefully in their bed. Being in the performance center felt surreal to him, a part of him felt like he shouldn't be there and he almost turned back around. He spent most of his day seeing doctors and a couple psychiatrists before he even got to look at workout equipment and the rings. 

"You look a lot different without Moriah on your hip," Booker called out with a smile as he approached him, "Lot less nice to look at too. What's going on man? You good? "

Zilla chuckled accepting the hand slap. "I'm good, just got done talkin to the docs and everything. Finally gettin out here to see all this."

"Yeah? And how you feel about all this?" Booker asked, gesturing with his hands. 

He took a moment trying to think through the question, that was the third or fourth time someone had asked but he still didn't have an answer. 

"Honestly," he started with a huff, "I don't know yet. Ask me again at the end of the week, big dog."

"Alright but I want my answer. How's Moriah and your mom? I'm sure they've called a few times already today."

"My mom called this morning and just been texting me. Fat ain't called surprisingly, probably stressing herself out about applying to hospitals and shit."

Booker grunted out a chuckle. "You probably right. I gotta do a few things but ima come back around to check on you. Don't hurt yourself."

After Booker left him, Zilla found a corner to sit in and pulled out his phone. He checked his messages, responding to a few then called his girlfriend. 

"Hey, baby. You okay?" Her voice flowed excitedly through the receiver putting a smile on his face. 

"Yeah, I'm good. Glad to hear your voice, Fat. Thought you would've called me by now."

"I wanted to but I didn't wanna bother you or mess anything up on your first day," she sighed softly, "Plus my mom and dad, mostly my mom, bought a living room set for us and it got delivered a lil bit after you left."

He scrunched his face up at her words. "Living room set?"

"Yup. Sofa, coffee table, TV stand and another TV. My dad said he was tryna talk her out of it because I'd already told him that we had it."

"But Ms. Nadine just couldn't help herself," he chuckled, biting at his low cut nails, "Shit that's alright though. We can call her and thank her later."

"Um, that's okay, Zay. I can just text her a thank you for the both of us. "

He glanced around the empty room as he spoke. "Naah, we can call her. I'd rather say what I gotta say to her than text it."

The line went silent for a moment. 

"What you gonna say?"

"Ima thank her for thinking enough about us to give us a spot to get busy till we get our bed cause that air mattress ain't gon hold up if I fuck you on it."

He laughed loudly at her choking and sputtering that followed his words. While he was laughing and said it jokingly, Moriah knew that given the chance Zilla would absolutely say that to her mother to get under her skin. 

"Isaiah!"

"What?" He laughed. "Can't nobody hear me but you."

She laughed. "You're not talkin to my mama ever cause I know you and you will say it."

"It's the least I can do after she bought us condoms and a sofa. She clearly wanna make sure I'm able to give you what you need so she want me to thank her."

"And what does Zilla think I need?"

"Zilla thinks, nah Zilla know you need some dick. Been what a week? Yeah, that's too long, you gon get all grumpy and shit."

"I hate you, I truly do."

"I see you ain't deny it though. You know Zilla right. Ain't I, Fat?"

Hearing footsteps, Zilla looked up seeing an unfamiliar man standing there with his hands up near his chest,  laughing a bit. 

"My bad, man. Ain't know nobody was in here."

"You straight," Zilla stood from his spot, "I can move around if you needa workout."

"Ion wanna interrupt your call. I know what its like sneaking to make phone calls, them coaches do not play when you supposed to be working out," he chuckled, "Edwin but everybody call me Bronco. It's easier. You Zilla, ain't it?"

The two men shook hands while Moriah cooed into the phone. 

"Yeah that's me. Good to meet you, you like the first actual wrestler I met since I been in this bitch." He chuckled. 

Bronco laughed, going to sit his water jug down. "Felt the same way my first day. All I saw was them damn doctors. You wanna lift with me? It's gon be a minute for somebody else come talk to you."

Zilla thought for a moment then nodded. "Yeah, that sounds cool. Ain't doin shit else. Fat," He called into the phone, taking a small step away, "Ima call you when I get a chance but call or text if you need me. Aight?"

"Awwwee my baby making friends. I'm so proud of your mean ass. You go head I'll be okay."

He laughed, "Doin way too much. Love you."

'Love you too," she giggled, "Go lift with your friend and be nice. Oh and get his number and gamer tag thingy."

"Man," he laughed, "Bye, Fat."

The two set up the weights they were comfortable with on their own leg extensions before starting. Being able to hold a conversation with someone who not too long ago went through the same process he's going through felt like a breath of fresh air. He had talked to plenty of veterans and current superstars but they were far removed from his current situation. It didn't hurt that he was close in age either.

"That was your girl?" Bronco asked, glancing over. 

He finished his rep before answering. "Yeah it was. Was checkin on her since she hadn't called."

"Long distance or she around here?"

"Around here," he chuckled, "Her mean ass wasn't gon let me be too far from her. She like to be up under me."

Bronco laughed a bit. "She mean and clingy? How that work?"

"Honestly hell if I know," he laughed, "She been that way since we was kids. Was mean as hell to me but cried or had a attitude if I left her."

"Oh yall been knowing each other? That's what's up. Yall been together for a minute?"

He shook his head as he did a few more reps. "Nah, it's been a year and a half. We just known each other since we was kids.."

"Damn that's a long ass time and she been mean as hell that whole time?" He joked.

Zilla stopped his reps to laugh. "Man, hell yeah. That's my Fat though." Unable to help himself, he pulled his phone out to show Bronco his lock screen which had a picture of him, her and his mom. "That's her."

"Respectfully, she's beautiful, man. Better hold on tight to her."

"Oh I plan on it. Already told her she ain't goin nowhere."

As he was putting his phone back into his pocket notifications started coming through. When he saw the notifications his smile dropped into a frown. He opened each one, took a screenshot then put his phone away. Although Bronco noticed his slight mood change, he said nothing not wanting to get in his business. 

"Which ones you think look better, Ma?"

Moriah propped her phone up on one of the shelves to hold up three sets of drapes.

"I think my son is gonna get you when he gets home," she laughed. "I'm starting to think he's right about you being hard headed."

After getting off the phone with her boyfriend, Moriah ubered to Target to get more things for their apartment and just like she would if she was still in Texas, Moriah brought Leata with her. Only this time it had to be virtually. 

"Ma," she laughed, "Don't do that. You're supposed to be on my side. Which ones? My arms getting tired."

Leata chuckled. "The sofa is gray so the gray and white ones. Black and red for the bedroom."

She put the selected ones into her buggy then grabbed her phone, continuing her trek through the store and her conversation. 

"And you couldn't do this when he got home, Rye?"

"I wanted to surprise him with a semi decorated apartment, Ma."

"Oh you're gonna surprise him alright. You and I both know he's gonna care about the fact that you did something he asked you not to do."

Moriah thought for a second as she came to a stop to look at dishes. "No, because this is gonna stay between me and you. I'll tell him I had it all delivered."

Leata stared at her trying not to laugh. She was honestly just glad the two of them wouldn't be arguing in her house and she didn't have to play referee. 

"I'm not gonna tell him but if he finds out, I'm not getting in trouble with you, Rye."

Moriah laughed louder than she intended, pressing on from the dishes. "You the mama though. You can just tell him that everything was okay."

"I am but none of my boys know that. Especially not Zilla."

"Well," she laughed, "At least we'll be in trouble together."

"What am I gonna do with you?" She laughed. "Get condoms while you're in there, Moriah. I don't care how many you have, you can always have more."

Moriah felt her skin heat up and she mumbled an 'okay'.

"Oh now she's quiet," Leata joked. "You act like I have no idea what you and my son do. Like the two of you weren't in my house doing it."

She laughed. "Yeah but remember I said we call it Bruno and don't talk about it. We just act like it doesn't happen."

It was Leata's turn to laugh. "Oh please, Rye. Get the condoms or we're really gonna have to talk about you expecting."

"Aht. No. We would just call that immaculate conception and leave it at that."

In the hours Moriah waited for the arrival of her boyfriend, she put away the groceries she had delivered, hung drapes in their bedroom and living room, hung up their pictures around their apartment and put the decorations she'd gotten around their living room. She had gotten him a gift for his first day at the PC, left it wrapped on their new sofa while she started on dinner. 

It was a little after 6 p.m. when Zilla came through the door. He dropped his bag near the door then headed to the breakfast bar where he dropped his keys. Stopping what she was doing, Moriah went to him with a big smile on his face and jumped on him excitedly. He offered no movement to hold onto her nor did he kiss her back when she placed her lips on his. Instead he stared at her. 

"I missed you, baby. How was your day? You tired?" She smiled, her arms and legs still wrapped around him. 

"It was straight. No, I'm not tired." 

He tapped her hip, letting her know he wanted her to get down and she did. After staring at him for a moment, she grabbed his hand turning him back to the living room. 

"So this is what my parents got. My dad said he picked the sofa because she tried to be funny again and pick a small one. Like it?" Moriah chuckled. "I decorated a little to make it feel like a home for us. I got us drapes for in here and our bedroom. Our pictures are up."

Zilla looked around, nodding as he did. His nostrils flared slightly. "I see. I'm finna take a shower. I'll be back," he informed as he pulled his hand away from hers. 

She laughed a little, "Oh you're not gonna ask if I need anything before you get in?"

He chuckled a bit, rubbing his hands together. "Nah, you pretty good at gettin what you need. You got it."

With that, he went to their bedroom, closing the door behind him. She thought to go behind him but decided against figuring being at the PC conjured up some deep feelings and he needed time to himself. She grabbed his bag from the floor, took it to their laundry closet and deposited most of it into the washer. Once the machine was running, she went back to cooking Zilla's actions were mostly forgotten. She knew eventually he would apologize and explain himself, she wasn't exactly worried. 

Thirty minutes later, he was back leaning against the breakfast bar watching his girlfriend quietly. His phone sat unlocked on the bar in front of him. She turned around to grab a paper towel and screamed, her hand clutched over her heart. 

"You scared the shit outta me, Zay. You need a bell," she fussed, playfully. "Why you just standing there looking at me?"

He continued to stare at her, trying to carefully put his words together in his head. 

"Seriously, you're being weird. What's wrong with you?"

He took a moment before responding.

"How you got all that?" He asked gesturing towards the living room. 

She turned the pots down on low then gave him her attention. "My parents bought that, Zay. You don't remember me telling you that?"

"I ain't talkin about that. I'm talkin about everything else."

"Oh," she giggled, "Thought you had a concussion. I ordered it from Target this morning. And some stuff from Walmart when I ordered the groceries."

He stared at her. "Yeah?"

"Uuh yeah. The rest of the stuff was in the gifts we got before we left Texas."

Pulling up his earlier screenshots, he turned his phone around and slid it across the counter to her. He watched her look between him and his phone. 

"Swipe left," he requested calmly, "It's three of em." He chuckled watching her face go from confused to nervous as she swiped through the uber confirmation, her location notification, and the target transaction on their bank account. "Ima ask again. How you got that?"

She pouted. "I was tryna surprise you."

"Surprise me by doin some shit I asked you not to do, Moriah? That's a helluva surprise. If that's ya idea of a surprise then I don't want no more from you."

"But, Zay, it was quick and nobody bothered me. And I'm Fat."

He squinted at her. "You think I give a damn about that? I asked you not to fuckin do it and you did it anyway, Moriah. How you thought I wasn't gon know? You used our bank account not yours, we share the uber account and we share our locations." 

She played with her fingers as he fussed at her. She wanted to say something but didn't know what to say that wouldn't make things worse. 

"What if something happened to your ass and I was at the PC? Who was gonna come get you?" He asked, hitting the counter. "The fuck was I gon do and I wasn't with you?"

It finally clicked for Moriah. She had scared him. 

"I didn't mean to scare you, Zilla. I didn't think about it like that."

He stared at her, his jaw clenching and nose flaring. "I clearly said I ain't want you gettin in no strange ass car yet you did that shit anyway. Ain't no surprise worth ya life, Moriah."

"I know, I just," his voice cut her off.

"No!" He barked, making her take a step back. "You don't know cause you did it anyway! Your mom already think I can't fuckin take care of you and you go and do that shit! I ain't move us to the other side of the country to lose ya lil ass just cause you hard headed, Moriah!"

Taking a chance, she moved around the bar to hug him. She hugged him tight, her head laid on his chest but just as when he'd gotten home, he made no move to return the affection. He let her hug him for a minute then pulled her arms from around him. 

"Watch out," he said softly. 

She tried to hug him again, only to be stopped. "I'm sorry, Zay. Just let me hug you."

"Forreal, Moriah, watch out." He put her hands by her side then grabbed his phone and went to their bedroom, closing and locking the door behind him.

Lying across their air mattress, he facetimed his mother. He was pretty sure that she knew what Moriah had done but he still wanted to talk to her. She answered with a smile until she saw him glaring at her. 

"Well hello to you too, son."

"You knew she went?"

"Hey, mom. How was your day? That's what normal children say to their mamas."

He huffed. "Hey, Ma. How was your day?"

"It was good. Thank you for asking, son. How was yours?" She asked with a slight brow raise. 

"It was good till I found out your daughter can't follow directions."

She chucked. "I told her that you were gonna find out."

"So you did know she went."

"Of course I did. Who do you think she took with her?" She deadpanned. "I talked to her from the moment she started getting ready until she finished putting things up when she got back."

He felt somewhat relieved about that but he was still pretty upset. 

"I asked her not to do that, told her that she could just drop me off and take the car but no. Just had to be hard headed like always."

"So if you know she's always hard headed, which by the way so are you, then why are you upset?" She asked. 

"Because, Ma."

She stared at him. "Because what, son?"

"If something happened to her that would've been on me. What was I gon do without her mean ass?" He chuckled, starting to calm down. 

"Okay so when you asked her not to do it, did you tell her why you didn't want her to do it?"

"No but I shouldn't have to. Me askin her not to do it shoulda been enough."

Leata chuckled seeing the serious expression on his face. "Okay so knowing that she's hard headed, like you, you told her not to do something without giving her a reason. A reason that more than likely would've deterred her from doing it. I got that right?"

Huffing again, Zilla sat quietly thinking over her words. "When you put it like that, I get it but this ain't my fault, Ma. It's hers. She shouldn't have went."

"And that's true, she shouldn't have went but you also should've told her how you felt." She explained softly. "If you would've told her that you were afraid something would happen to her if she went, do you think she would've gone?"

"No."

"So then it sounds like you both have some fault in this, Zilla."

"I guess so, Mama."

"Now go talk to her and you're gonna apologize for yelling at her. You know better than that."

He frowned. "How you know I yelled at her?"

"Oh please, you think you're the only one who ran to me? She's been texting me this whole time," she laughed, "She knows her fault and now you know yours. Get in there and apologize."

"I'm goin, I'm goin," he said as he pushed himself up from the air mattress. 

"Thank God I'm not there. I love yall."

After hanging up with mom, Zilla took a second to get himself together before going back out to face his girlfriend. Seeing her curled up on the sofa in tears softened him up. He went to kneel in front of the sofa where she was, wiping the tears away from her face.

"Are you melting or are these tears?" He joked. 

She laughed a little through her tears as she sat up. "I'm melting. I'm also sorry. I should've respected your wishes and not done that."

He nodded, standing up from his position he pulled her up from the sofa and into his arms. He kissed her forehead, swaying them gently. 

"I accept your apology and I apologize for yelling and for my part." He spoke softly. "I should've told you how I felt. I can't lose you, I wouldn't know what the hell to do without your mean ass. I wanna keep you around for as long as I can, baby."

"I understand that now. Thank you for telling me."

He leaned down to capture her lips in a deep kiss. "You welcome. You still cookin'?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm finished. Hungry?"

He smirked as he lifted her up into his arms. "Yeah but not for that."

She gasped softly. "You don't wanna open your gift first?"

"If it ain't you inside that bag, it can wait." He responded, dropping her gently onto the sofa and climbing on top of her. "I'm more interested in breakin in this sofa Ms. Nadine got us."

Moriah squealed out a laugh as he buried his face in her neck. "You're still not talking to her. I didn't forget."

"Not yet I'm not," he responded biting her neck, "Gonna test this out first then give her a accurate review."

She giggled, "We need a condom, Zay."

Not stopping his kissing and biting on her neck, he pulled one from the pockets of his basketball shorts and held it up so she could see. 

"Always prepared," she joked softly. 

Moriah's moans mixed with the smacking of their skin and Zilla's groans and cursing echoed loudly throughout the apartment. He held a tight grip on her hip with one hand and the other landed smacks to her backside. 

"I can't hear you, Fat." He called out as he delivered deep strokes. "Say that shit louder."

With her face buried in the decor pillow, her voice came out muffled. He was sure of what she was saying but that was good enough for him. Keeping his hand on her waist the other traveled up her back to her neck and wrapped around her throat. He pulled her up, keeping the arch in her back, never slowing his stroke. 

"Say it again, Fat," he spoke softly into her ear as he squeezed her throat lightly, "And I might let you cum."

She groaned softly, meeting his thrusts as best she could. 

"Fuck, baby."

Slowing his strokes, he chuckled in her ear and held her hips steady to stop her own movements. "That's not it, baby. Try again."

"I'm sorry, Zay," she whined trying to move, "Fuck, I'm so sorry."

"That's my girl. Shit, there you go," he groaned. 

Quickening his strokes again, he reached down rubbing her clit to help push her over the edge. He spoke softly in her ear, talking her through her release. 

"After we eat, we can facetime Ms. Nadine." Zilla laughed, taking a bite of his taco.

"Isayah, I will knock that taco outta your hand," she laughed, "Stop that."

"What kind of son in law would I be if I ain't tell her how the sofa worked out for us? Enough room for both of us, enough room for you to run or try anyway. And this bitch ain't move at all and throw off my stroke. Shit, I give it a ten outta ten, Fat."

Laughing, he moved his plate when she tries to swipe it out of his hand. She pushed his shoulder playfully. 

"I really hate you, Fatu."

He laughed harder. "That ain't what you was sayin' ten minutes ago but I could be wrong. Maybe I should ask our neighbors cause I'm sure they heard you."

"Shut up talkin to me," she laughed going to grab his gift, "I shouldn't give your ass nothing since you like annoying me. But here, happy first day."

Sitting his plate on the coffee table, he took the gift from her and stole a kiss. He shook it playfully. 

"Mmm, my baby got me something," he said as he tore the paper off the box then opened it, "Damn … you ain't have to do this, Fat."

A proud smile spread across her face as she watched his face light up. Before they left Texas she got a blanket made for him with pictures of him and his family on one side and on the other pictures of him and her to give to him on his first day. 

"It's for when you're on the road and you miss us. We'll always be with you." She explained as she watched him go over each picture of him and his family, noticing he lingered on the pictures of him and his dad. "You like it, Zay?"

"Love it. I love it," he put it in his lap and pulled her into a tight hug, "I love you. Thank you, pretty girl. I appreciate this."

"You're welcome. So … can I know about your day now?" 

Chuckling, he held onto the blanket as he took her through his first day. He told her about the doctors he had to talk to, the tours and the talks he had with Hunter, Shawn and Booker.

"That sounds fun, like you had a good day, babe. Did you see your friend anymore?"

He laughed, "I just met em, he not my friend."

"But he will be, I already know. So did you see em or not?"

"You just gon make me be friends with em," he chuckled. "But nah I ain't seen em but he sent me his number on Instagram."

"Awwwe, see? Friends!"

"Anyway, you applied to any hospitals today?"

"I did. Three of them. There's one close to the performance center, I'm kinda hoping I get that one but they want at least 3 years experience."

He shrugged, "They want that but that don't mean they won't pick you. You got good references and shit. And if they don't pick you, I'll make em."

"Baby," she laughed, "You can't do that but thank you for offering."

"Of course. Don't worry about cleanin up, I got it tonight. You go get ready for bed."

She squinted, "You want something, what is it?"

He got up from the sofa, carefully placing the blanket on it then gathered their dishes. "Ion want nothin, fat head You just need to get some sleep."

"Why is that? I don't have nowhere to go tomorrow."

He leaned down to kiss her forehead then headed to their kitchen, throwing his answer over his shoulder. 

"Cause ima wake you up before I leave in the morning."

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Ahaha... hello again! I'm sorry for just appearing out of no where, but you may remember me as 🐻 anon, or new anon.

I forgot that i have an anon post here, but i do remember i have spoken to one and got a place for an anon place somewhere, but forgot who i got it from. But since i was able to dug through your post that i keep getting distracted at, because it's just so good. I finally remembered and found it, so here i'm again!

Anyway, how are you? Have you been drinking water a lot? Keep being hydrated and healthy is important a lot! Have you been getting a lot of sunlight? And please take a rest whenever you feel like it!

Well, i hope you are having a great day and please get some good rest and stay healthy!

Sincerely from,

🐻 anon

Referring to this anon post here

Hey 🐻 anon! I do remember you, and I'm glad to see that you're doing okay!

It's okay, sometimes it can be easy to forget where your anon post was sent. I also understand the distraction as well, especially when you forget what you had typed 😂

I'm doing better than I have been. Allergies have been acting up so badly that I had to go and see a doctor to figure out what's going on, but I think I finally found something to help!

I've been drinking water, though I've also been drinking more soda, so I gotta cut back a bit. Or maybe drink some juice too! The right amount of sweetness without being overwhelming, and it satisfies that craving. c:

Oh yes, there's definitely plenty of sunshine for sure! I've also been working out at the gym more frequently over the last few months, so that's been nice. Especially when you have someone to workout with! >v<

I appreciate it, thank you! I'll be sure to take care of myself, and I hope you and everyone else takes care too (\;;v;;/) 💞

[levi-supreme]

Hi, I'm the FTM anon and I wanted to clarify that FTM is female-to-male, which I realize would count as lgbtq material now that I think about it. So I want to tweak my ask: How would Levi be with a neutral or male s/o who makes a resolution to get shape and wants Levi to be their workout partner?

Anon!!! Hii!!! I am SO SORRY I took so long to reply this ask q_q maybe you aren't even active on tumblr anymore or something but ANYWAY!!! Thank you for sending me this ask too, I had so much fun answering it!!

Honestly I love to gym and work out LOL so this was was right up my alley XD and I hope you're ready for some verbal diarrhoea and lots of gym/work out stuff haha.

Warnings: SFW. Mentions of body image, weight, and food/diet. Reader has a sedentary lifestyle. Answering this below the cut since it might not be for everyone!!

Levi knows that working out and exercising isn't something you're familiar with, so he starts your training regime slow. To slowly get you started, Levi first asks you to go out for walks with him. It was hard at first, but it felt good to be walking under the morning sun, taking in fresh air and looking at all the scenery around you. It was initially a torture to wake up early in the morning, but Levi's company made the sleep sacrifice worthwhile. Furthermore, Levi and you end off the walk with a hearty breakfast as well to get the day started.

Levi also asks you to join him during his runs. Levi tells you to start with a slow jog first because he doesn't want to force you to run when he knows you probably can't. He will slow down his pace and jog next to you, encouraging you to keep jogging for as long as you can until you're exhausted. He would keep his runs short, and he will only gradually increase the duration once he sees that you're able to keep up.

When it comes to working out in the gym and building muscle, Levi is also extremely patient with you too. He teaches you everything he knows from the basics; such as the proper squat form, how to hold the barbell correctly, or how to use the lats pulldown machine. Levi makes sure to explain everything to you in detail so that you reduce the chances of injury, and you're working on the correct muscle group too.

Levi bought you a fitness tracker so that you can keep track of your physical activity. It also allows you to keep track of your workouts, and you can also track your progress and improvement as well. Levi also makes sure to spot you while you're using the gym equipment so that you have the correct form, and he also wants to make sure that he can correct any small mistakes he sees.

Through the weeks and months, you can see your vast improvement: you can run longer durations without feeling fatigue too soon, and you can also lift heavier weights as well. You can also see changes in your body: your arms look more defined, and your legs look more toned. Your love handles are gone, and your clothes fit better as well. Best of all was how greater you felt. Your mood feels better, your mind feels clearer, and you also felt livelier. Sweating it out and exercising soon became a part of yours and Levi's lifestyle.

Levi was also pleased to see your improvement, both physically and mentally. He was worried for your health because you didn't move around much, but he was glad you decided to change this unhealthy sedentary lifestyle. Levi also reminds you to not push yourself too hard, and you do not overwork yourself.

Levi also teaches you the importance of having a balanced diet, instead of calorie counting or starving yourself to lose weight. He makes sure you take enough nutrients such as your carbs, protein, and fibre, but he also allows you to have your 'cheat days' too. Levi emphasises to you many times that as long as you keep to a balanced diet, you do not need to fear gaining weight at all.

You were thankful that Levi was such a supportive partner and a great workout buddy, and his motivation and encouragement always pushes you to do your best. Now, you are the one who drags Levi out for morning or evening runs instead of the other way round.

[aff1uence]

𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑻𝒀  𝑭𝑨𝑰𝑹  𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺  ...  a  lie  detector  test . 

"  we're  going  to  be  taking  a  lie  detector  test  today.  you  will  be  hooked  up  to  the  machine,  and  we  will  ask  you  a  series  of  questions  -  whether  you  tell  the  truth  or  lie  is  up  to  you,  but  the  test  wil  be  able  to  snitch  out  any  lies."

broad - shouldered  and  lean  frame  settles  in  the  uncomfortable  seat .  he  already  regrets  agreeing  to  this .  his  chest  buzzes  with  nervous  energy  before  they've  even  started ,  though  his  expression  remains  stoic .  "  sure .  let's  do  this ,  "  he  flashes  a  smile .

"  to  start,  what  is  your  first  name  and  what  city  are  we  in  ?  "

"  my  first  name  is  dylan  and  we  are  in  new  york  city  today .  "  a  glance  passes  between  the  interviewer  and  the  operator ,  but  no  comment  is  made.

"  thank  you.  how  are  you  feeling  today  ?  "

"  revitalised ,  "  is  the  word  that  passes  through  his  lips .  the  operator  highlights  it  as  a  lie  and  dylan  forces  a  humble  chuckle .  "  alright ,  alright  then .  i'm  pretty  tired  still ,  but  glad  to  be  home  again .  "

"  understandable.  how  about  an  easier  one  -  what's  your  favourite  colour  ?  "

"  green .  "  the  needle  spikes ,  but  the  operator  doesn't  mention  it .  if  he  doesn't  get  his  emotions  under  control  everything's  going  to  flag  as  a  lie .

"  and  your  favourite  film  genre ?  "

"  i  don't  watch  a  lot  of  films .  but  i  like  biopics ,  i  suppose .  comedies  that  don't  make  me  think  too  much  as  well .  "

"  let's  see  -  what  is  one  thing  you  wouldn't  be  found  without ?  "

"  how  many  times  have  you  had  phone  as  an  answer  for  this  one  then ?  "  he  asks ,  attempting  to  get  his  groove  back .  "  i'll  pick  ...  good  workout  gear  instead .  can't  live  without  it .  "

"  keeping  it  light,  what's  your  drink  of  choice  ?  "

dylan  thinks  for  a  moment .  "  probably  a  good  whiskey ,  or  bourbon .  "

"  which  of  the  following  have  you  attended,  and  would  you  attend ?  "

bold  what's  been  attended,  italicize  what  would  attend  /  attend  again.

the  ballet.  the  met  gala.  the  horse  track.  the  race  track.  a  yacht  party.  the  opera.  the  orchestra.  a  broadway  show.  a  shakespeare  production.  a  concert.  a  comedian.  an  (  american  )  football  game.  a  soccer  /  football  game.  a  documentary  film.  a  film  premiere.  a  polo  game.  art  museum.  wine  tastings.  nyc  sightseeing  tour.  celebrity  sightseeing  tours.  haunted  tours.  charity  galas.  fashion  shows.  fashion  week.  disneyworld  /  disneyland.  a  basketball  game.  a  hockey  game.  a  baseball  game.  a  boxing  match.  a  cricket  match.  the  golf  course.  the  olympics.  

"  oooh,  we're  jumping  into  something  a  bit  heavier  now.  what  is  the  one  thing  you  want  to  achieve  in  life  ?  "

"  i  want  to  continue ,  "  he  starts ,  turning  his  gaze  directly  to  the  camera  for  a  second  – baby  blues  on  display –  "  despite  what's  happened ,  to  raise  awareness  for  the  horrors  of  war  and  how  entirely  unnecessary  it  is .  to  give  a  platform  to  the  people  who've  lost  their  voice ,  their  friends  and  their  family  to  the  violence .  "  words  he's  said  before  a  million  times ,  never  ringing  more  sincere  than  they  did  now ,  even  if  accompanied  by  true  terror  at  the  thought  of  returning  to  areas  of  conflict .

"  who  knows  what  the  fates  have  ​​​​​​​in  ​​​​​​​store.  ​​​​​​​how  do  you  feel  about  reputation.com ?  it's  ​​​​​​​all  ​​​​​​​anyone  ​​​​​​​seems  ​​​​​​​to  be  ​​​​​​​talking  about  lately."

"  i'll  be  honest ,  no  need  to  look  at  that  test  of  yours  –  i  didn't  realise  you  guys  existed  until  recently .  "  an  outright  lie ,  but  with  his  heart  rate  already  all  over  the  place  at  the  feeling  of  the  strap  around  his  chest ,  the  operator  doesn't  catch  it .

"  everyone  is  entitled  to  their  own  opinion,  i  guess.  what's  the  weirdest  /  craziest  headline  you've  read  about  yourself  there  ?  "

dylan  chuckles  softly .  "  the  whole  ' welcome  back  ,  mr.  hot  journalist '  was  certainly  something .  "

"  what's  something  you  are  currently  working  on  ?  "

"  i'm  currently  working  with  the  cnn  on  writing  down  my  full  account ,  and  in  discussion  about  my  timeline  for  my  return  to  work  overseas .  until  then ,  there  may  or  may  not  be  a  podcast  in  development .  "

"  i'll  look  forward  to  it.  one  last  official  question  -  and  it's  an  easier  one.  cats  or  dogs ?  "

"  easy  question .  dogs .  "

"  personally,  i'm  a  dog  fan  anyday.  anything  else  you'd  like  to  add ?  "

giving  the  interviewer  a  friendly  nod ,  he  pulls  the  strap  across  his  chest  loose .  "  nothing  from  me .  thank  you  for  having  me ,  "  he  says ,  getting  up  before  the  director  can  call  cut .  the  anxiety  finally  falls  from  his  shoulders .

"  well,  thank  you  so  much  for  joining  us  today  ​​​​​​​-  can't  ​​​​​​​wait  ​​​​​​​to  ​​​​​​​have  ​​​​​​​you  ​​​​​​​back  ​​​​​​​with  ​​​​​​​us  soon."

[humvlog]

Your Manifesto

MUSIC BABYYY.!!!! I came to the realization that my post on My Musical Theme has more than one meaning to it, I realize that music and this post in specific brings a lot more to my life than I realized. I can honestly say that music was really my first "true love" because in this post I have some of my favorite songs at the time that I wrote it and still to this day are my favorite. Listening to music is a hobby I can really do anywhere I want to. For example at home, or at the gym, or even when I'm playing basketball by myself or with my friends, since me and my friends share the same music taste, or even when I'm in the car on the way somewhere. This is where we connect my post of "My Musical Theme" to my post on "Architectural Interiors," because just like I talk about me being able to listen to music in my favorite places like home, the gym, when playing basketball, or when I'm on my way somewhere, I feel like talking about this post and how the two posts connect is important too because these places are my safe places, fro example my house is probably the safest place out them all because my family are the ones that understand me and support me through everything that I do and if I ever need their help their are there to help me or to give me advice on what I need. Other places like the gym, this is the place that I honestly need the most music because if it wasn't for music I wouldn't be able to get through my workout because it would just be a torture and I would honestly just walk out and go home and not workout. Other place that connects both of the posts is me playing basketball with my friends at the basketball gym or just at the park, I am glad I was able to find some friends that we all share the same taste of music and no matter which song anyone plays we all know the lyrics to it, and it actually help us out to get into a rhythm and can safely say that it makes us play better. I've been hanging around this dudes since middle school and obviously there have been some dudes that have parted ways from the friend group but that we still talk to them because music connects us. And last but not least, car rides, these no matter if its with my mom or my sister or my girlfriend, I blast the speakers to the maximum because there is nothing better than having a car ride full of music until you get to your destination, and there is times where I have to play what my mom likes because making my mom happy is always my number one priority. Another post I would like to connect to the other two mentioned is the one on "Poetic License" because since I've talked about basketball in the past two posts it would only be right to talk about basketball now and this post talks only about basketball and the history behind making jump shots which is what you have to do in order to put the ball through the basket and make some points. This post is on a article that talks about one of the rules of basketball which is "traveling," which it happens when the player that has the ball gives more than two steps without bouncing the ball. This rule is one of the most common rules to come in someone's mind when they think about basketball and the rules of basketball. Just like is one of the most popular violations to happen while playing 1v1 or 2v2 or 5v5. The poem talks about how a 1v1 is taking place and the people are playing peacefully enjoying the game and then all of the sudden a player yells "TRAVEELL" and then the other player starts smiling knowing that he had traveled. When this violation happens it can either get people mad because they believe it wasn't really a travel or it can happen like in the poem that they called it and they didn't care about it and they just kept on playing. The narrator of the poem, who is the author, makes a good point on explaining step by step on what is happening in the game and how it transitions on to the violation being called. Connecting these three posts is what Ive decided to do for our final post. I know I am no professional writer but I think this is a great final post.

[annieintheaair]

One day you'll just wake up laughing like did that even happen. No way out, only way is through.

We ended up having a lot of fun after I signed off last week. I got home super late and struggled to function all day Sunday but it was worth it. I watched church online and accomplished pretty much nothing all day but I'm working on allowing myself to rest when I need to.

Monday I got stuck in major traffic heading home from work. My GPS told me to go a different way because of an accident that shut down the highway that I take home. The alternate route ended up taking me an hour anyway so by the time I got home, I had just enough time to shower and rush out the door to go to the hair salon for content day.

I spent a few hours at the salon taking pictures for their social media pages, which was kind of fun and I am excited to see them posted over the next 6 months. It was actually really draining though so I was glad to go home and rest for the remainder of the day.

Tuesday morning I made it to a yoga class that I hadn't been to in over a year. It was nice to be back in that studio and feel like I was creating a new routine. In the afternoon, I went to see my therapist and it felt very mixed when I had to choose three emotions that I had felt over the last week.

Wednesday morning I made the decision to go to my first pilates class in a very long time. I am still feeling the aftermath of it because it was an intense workout. I'm hoping to make it to at least 3 pilates classes per week now.

Even though I had hoped to find a trip to work Wednesday night, it was actually nice to be off. I went to students and then had time at home to relax before bed. I never really mind going to work at night but on the nights that I get to be home, I enjoy them even more since they're so far and few.

Thursday morning I made it to bible study and a lot of the women in my group couldn't make it so it was super small. I almost didn't make it, too, since I was busy putting out fires at my other job and ended up being a few minutes late.

After bible study, I was really craving matcha from White Rhino and decided to stop and get a bagel from my favorite bagel place, too. I finished out the day with work but found time to go to yoga before that.

Friday was such a relief since I knew I'd be off that night. I went to yoga in the morning and then went to the nail salon for a mani/pedi. I got home just in time for my new phone delivery since it required a signature.

Shinayde and Brent came over in the evening and we went to Oktoberfest. It was fun and we ended the night drinking frozen margaritas at a Mexican restaurant. Back at my house, we played games until about 2am.

Saturday morning they headed home and I was supposed to go to my community group but I really wasn't feeling it. Instead, I allowed myself a slow start and then ran some errands. Around 5pm, Julie and I got an Uber and went to Tupps Oktoberfest, which was fun except for the fact that they ended up cutting off food sales since they couldn't keep up with the demand. We went to The Yard instead and got some appetizers there before heading home for the night.

Surprisingly, I woke up around 8am today, got ready, and went to church at 9:30am. When I got home, I attempted to finish setting up my new phone and then ended up without service on either phone, which required a trip to the Verizon store. They were able to restore service to my new phone but now my watch won't connect and I'm wondering if it's because it's too old. I checked online to see the status of my new one and it says it's supposed to be available for pickup this week. Hopefully, that's true since I kind of need my watch for work.

I stopped at Dilla's on the way home to get a quesadilla for lunch. It was really good and I'm honestly shocked that I've lived near Dilla's for a very long time and never tried it.

It has been somewhat of a lazy afternoon, just relaxing and going to yoga tonight before work. I could honestly use a nap at this point but part of me wants to go to the pool and soak up one of the last pool days of the season (who am I kidding, it's still 100 degrees).

xoxo

Annie

[real-life-umaru]

May 2nd

Thursday.

Back to work.

And I can't believe it's been 4 days straight that I managed to get through the day(s) without any workout done. I'm starting to feel guilty about putting it off for a while but also can't do anything about it since I haven't been feeling well the past few days. Tomorrow I plan on going back on track. I have to make sure I make up for the days I missed.

I cleaned my room too and made my bed. Work today was ok, not much of a pressure but I think I did well. I'd still struggle with my stuffy nose and cough tho. The good thing is, I enrolled in a new course from a well-known University here in the Philippines and I plan to take and complete it this month and by next week.

Anyway, I'm glad I was able to catch up on my entries. I swear this month I'm going to do much better in journaling and a lot of things.

[indigo474]

Sept 9- 2023

i have a nice caffeine addiction. Between the coffee, the energy drinks and the pre workout.. i couldn't sleep last night. i had to work late and decided to drink an energy drink late- it's ok- nothing a little caffeine can't fix. and it goes on and on. there are worse things i could be consuming. consuming- ive been tracking my food intake. not my favorite thing to do- but- it's something i need to do. weighing my food and planning my meals is something i have to do if i want to be healthy. binge eating is no longer an option for self comfort. ive been using food for comfort since i was a young child. its all good. we are made to change and its time for a change. protein protein protein.. my late friday nights at work usually end up with me eating a ton of candy to 1. pass the time and 2. satisfy my hunger. i tried something different this week. i don't eat candy at work but i collect it.. its all over and easy to accumulate.. i gave my candy stash away and i came prepared with food. so, it worked out and i was able to get through the night without doing what i usually do.

3 of my reps are being promoted. I'm excited for them. Jenna has been my most needy rep.. at times exhausting. great person, just really unsure of herself and she needed a lot of emotional support. I of course always made time for her, but in my head was like i have other reps and other work. I am sure there were times i was a little sharper than i intended to be with her and ive actually apologized.. like hey.. i cant get to you right now so just hang on and we will talk when i can. her goal was to stay on my team forever and become my lead. i convinced her to do price training. she didn't like it and was worried she was wasting everyone's time.. i dont want to leave you she kept saying. i wasnt sure if she would accept the promotion- she did- she has a huge problem with anxiety and it became clear pricing would be better for her anxiety. during the meeting when we offered her the promotion- she said if it hadn't been for me- she would have quit and i was the reason she stuck it out. she went on about how i supported her and gave her courage to try pricing. i was taken aback. she's grown so much in the 6 months shes been on my team and to hear her say it was because of me.. a good feeling. do i think her growth is because of me.. no.. she needed a cheerleader and i'm good at that. it wasnt easy and as much as i love her- i'm glad she is leaving my team.. i might regret saying that because i have no idea who im getting and what baggage they are bringing.. i sure am learning a lot- i had to sit with the ice queen and review a review i wrote. she tells me if me and the rep agree on things i dont have to write anything- you can if you want she says. i tell her i like writing. she laughed and said i can see that. a yearly review should be a big deal.. why wouldn't i write something? she made a good point- there may come a time when i have a bunch due at the same time and i'll have to cut corners and not write an essay.. ha.

I got into the triple digits on my front loaded squats. i lifted heavy heavy this week. I also ran. my body feels good- a little sore. i saw my girl kika- she absolutely fucking loves me. i would go and hang out with her if it wasnt weird. James did say i could take her to the park- maybe i will this fall.

[dancingazaleas]

𖨆. 04 / all for us

summary: a few weeks later, you’re finally allowed to leave your room. however, you notice something that you later wish you hadn’t.

note: i had the worst headache whilst editing, i apologize for mistakes.

taglist: @the-sun-baby @voltairelesecond @baelo80 @uniquepickle

warnings/notes: cursing, last chapter was the calm before the storm, brutal assault, abuse, manipulation, blood, slight mind break, drugging, use of alcohol

YOU were surprised whenever erwin and levi told you that you'd been good enough to venture the house a little more a few weeks later. you had been doing the same thing as before, sitting in your room and crying, hanging with the two men for two hours, and back to being lonely.

right now, you were stuck in your room. staring out of the window into the garden with dull eyes, silent tears running down your face.

you want to go home and sleep in zeke's arms. you want to tell pieck you love her and you didn't mean what you'd said to her. you wanted to play goofy songs on the piano with bertholdt. you wanted to lay in the sun with porco and reiner while they both commit to a workout routine.

you'd do anything to have that again. anything.

you wiped away your tears whenever you heard footsteps. the door opened to reveal levi followed by his bear of a boyfriend. erwin had on a gentle smile while levi looked the same; irritated.

"c'mon, you're playing for me today," levi grunts and your eyes light up at the opportunity.

you haven't played any instrument since you were taken. your hands missed their place on the objects, fingers delicately strumming the strings or pressing on the keys. they missed their home, just like yourself.

you're glad that they hadn't caught any signs of you crying. if they had, you would've had to stay in the room and talk it out with them.

you obediently follow behind them, nightgown swishing as you walk excitedly. you watch them unlock a door that leads to your quarters, and for the first time you're in the living room without crying.

the living room is big and clean, so much to where you wonder if it's even been touched. you turn your gaze to the left, eyes acknowledge the large, black front door. your eyes widened while the voice in your head screams at you.

'RUN!!!' it says, 'THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE!!’

your eyes dart down to look at the doorknobs and it's locks. the door was left unlocked.

you gulp down the ball starting to form in your throat and try to ignore how you've started to sweat. you look back at levi and erwin, who are not paying any mind to what you do. they made the mistake of not holding your chain and not having one of them walk behind you.

before you can even really think, you're gliding across the room to the door. swinging the door open just as levi and erwin turn to scream at you, and you almost feel your stomach drop at the view before you.

it's a long stone walkway with a gate sitting at the end, almost teasingly. you run quickly, ignoring how the rough stone scrapes roughly against the soles of your feet. the window is rushing through your hair and slapping against your face, something you relish in temporarily.

your legs are starting to ache from how fast you're pumping them, trying to get to the gate as quick as you can. the wind has you tearing up once more, but you reach up and wipe away the small tears.

you ignore the sound of levi's footsteps as well as his and erwin's angry screams, you're so close, you're almost there.

your mind flashes to porco and reiner for a brief moment. you thank them in your head, now happy with how the two would make you race with them during their workout routines sometimes.

you're almost there, your fingers even graze against the black metal of the fence. but your breath is being knocked out of your body as you're tugged backwards.

your chain. your chain was the cause of your demise, it had been loosely swinging behind you and over your shoulder as you ran.

your head along with your back slam against the stone, loud screams of pain bursting through your mouth. you're sliding towards the person your chain is being tugged by, nightgown now tearing apart because of the friction.

levi is above you, eyes looking almost animalistic along with an angry face that stares at you as he huffs to get his breath back. you lay in the fetal position, crying out at the tip of levi's shoe kicks into your stomach. it has you barfing, but as soon as you finish levi's hands are grabbing you by the hair and dragging you back to the house.

but halfway down the pathway, he lets go and it makes you nervous. his foot comes into contact with your nose, blooding immediately gushing out of it. you sob out after he kicks you in the same spot once more, you think you hear a crack.

his foot kicks at your ribs now, taking all the breath out of your body while your eyes go blank. you can't think, even as levi's knuckles connect with your jaw. you spit out blood and cry at the scratch you get from levi's wedding band.

his hand is tangled with your hair, and instead of trying to pull away, he uses it as leverage. he squats onto a knee, eyes widened as he slams your face into the stone. you screech, nails clawing at the rough terrain and look to erwin.

"HELP!!! HELP, PLEASE," you gargle out blood mixed with your spit, reaching a shaking hand to him.

"HE'S GONNA KILL ME, PLEASE," you wail just as levi hits you again.

"that's enough levi," erwin says, now standing behind levi and staring over his shoulder.

you look absolutely damaged. blood, spit, and tears smeared across your face and scrapes all over your fragile body. levi slams your head down one last time, detangling his hand from your hair and storming off.

erwin only sighs and takes you in his arms, ignoring how your whole body trembles the moment he touches it.

"you're ignorant," he shakes his head, "i told you that levi would hurt you if you tried to run, and you didn't listen."

he's placing you onto your bed after he's walked back inside, eyebrows furrowed and nostrils flared from irritation. his palm smacks you across your face, and you sob from the pain.

"let me tell you something," he murmurs into your ear, "even if you'd gotten passed the gates, we would've found you."

you're panting and sobbing, wanting erwin to step away from you.

"that little collar of your's has a tracker," he whispers, "you'll never be able to get away."

those are the last words you hear before you black out.

————

you sit in the bathtub a few days later, listening to the gentle singing of erwin as he drenches you in warm water.

it burns against your skin, something you'd pointed out, but they ignore. you supposed it's an extension of your punishment.

when you get out of the bath, erwin tends to your wounds. he puts on a new bandage over the cut on your face from levi's wedding band, and new bandages onto your arms and torso.

later that night, erwin finds you curled in a ball into the corner of your dark closet. hands protectively shielding your head and covering your ears, shoulders quivering as tears run down your face.

"darling," he frowns, "you've got to stop coming in here."

you don't answer, which doesn't surprise him, and only pull your hands closer to yourself. he knows you won't willingly get up, so he brings the tray into the closet.

"i have to feed you, i need you to comply," you relax, hesitantly taking your arms away from your head and lowering your knees onto the floor.

he feeds you in silence, the only noise being the air conditioner coming off and on as he spends his time in there. he notices how you struggle to swallow down your food, probably from how levi's kicks damaged your ribs along with your stomach. before he can leave, he hears your hoarse voice asking for an answer.

"erwin...," you say, "how... how did you guys kidnap me?"

erwin sighs a bit, deciding to get himself comfortable as he begins the story.

————

it was a rainy night, raindrops froze against your skin as they pelted towards the ground. erwin and levi, your newfound friends, had invited you to go drinking with them a couple of weeks prior. you accepted with hesitance, but the hesitance was thrown out of the window whenever you and pieck had gotten in a fight earlier that evening.

you needed to get your mind off of the heated argument, pieck told you that you're a fuck up while you said that you hate her. you knew that you would regret this in the morning, but right now you're way too sad to even give a fuck.

when you enter the club, you find levi and erwin sitting and talking to one another at the bar. they both already have drinks and look as handsome as ever.

you sing out a greeting as you take the stool between them, ordering yourself a fruity drink.

"glad you could make it," erwin smiled to you, bringing his transparent drink to his lips.

"i promised i'd be here! besides, after the night i've had, i deserve to get drunk. what are you two even drinking," you smirked while looking to levi, bumping your shoulder against his.

he rolled his eyes your antics, while erwin spoke, "levi isn't really able to get drunk, but he's drinking whiskey. i'm drinking bourbon. what happened?"

you sighed, but it's cut off whenever the bartender puts your drink onto the counter in front of you.

"my best friend and i got into a fight, something about the house we share and something her cat did. she said i was a fuck up, i said i hated her. we'll be crying and apologizing by tomorrow," you fanned your hand and take a swig of your drink.

erwin opened his mouth to say something, but you interrupt him with a hoot as you slam the glass back to the counter.

"that's strong!" you laughed, barely noticing how quickly you downed it, "can i have another one?!"

"you shouldn't drink too much," erwin said while he pats your back.

you can't yell at him since levi asks a question before you could, "wanna have shots?"

"yes, please! what should be get," you grinned, the both of you ignoring the disapproving look from erwin.

"kamikaze shots," he smirks, "unless you can't handle it."

"are you fuckin' kidding?! let's go, right now," you're overly excited, slightly buzzed as you move around.

said shots were placed before you and levi. you picked it up and clinked glasses with him as you laugh, slamming it back down to the counter and downing it with a grimace. you shouted out in excitement once again, throwing your hands into the air.

"let's fuckin' go!!"

"let's not," erwin pulled your hands back into your lap, which you giggle at.

levi orders you another drink, you don't exactly hear what it is even whenever the bartender puts it down in front of you. your words are slurring as you laugh and chat with the two of them, eyelids heavy as you feel yourself getting more and more tired.

"hey, (name)," levi pushed his knee against your's, spinning the liquid in his cup around.

"wh... what's up," you grinned stupidly whilst laying your head against the counter.

"we like you, romantically," the statement had you sobering up, eyes shooting open and head shooting up.

"huh? what'd you say? i think i'm really drunk now."

"i said what i said," erwin's slightly panicking over your shoulder, "would you want to be with us?"

you squinted your eyes, temples suddenly throbbing with pain. you came out to have fun, not this.

"no," you sighed sadly, "i don't like you guys like that. plus, i'd feel intrusive."

levi gave a drawn out hum as he takes your drink from the bartender and putting it onto the coaster before you.

"it's okay, don't worry," levi shrugged, hand retreating back to his glass of whiskey.

you sighed in relief and break into a smile, once again drowning yourself in the fruity drink levi's given you. when you slam it back down, you cringe and your face is pulled into a grimace once more.

the drink tasted weird, nothing like the name implied. you try to wrack what alcohol exactly tastes the way this one does, salty. it tastes salty. and it's not like it's only alcohol in the drink, at least you think.

your eyes shoot wide as you come to the realization. this is a rape-date drink. and you've just downed the drink within seconds.

your mouth opened, but nothing but gibberish comes out. the last thing you see before your eyes droop is levi's small smirk with arms opened wide.

————

the story has you recoiling into a ball again, tears streaming out of your face while erwin tries to put a hand on your shoulder.

levi inflicted so much pain. physical and mental. he's the one who got you drunk, he's the one who drugged you, he's the one who slapped you day one, and he's the one who beat you. and erwin helped. erwin ordered.

"don't touch me, please," you whisper, backing yourself further and further into the corner of the closet.

"please, i want to comfort you," he frowns, once again reaching his hand out.

"NO!!" you cry and slap his hand, immediately retracting from fear.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to," you fumble with your words and curl inwards more, "please don't hurt me again, please. i don't want to hurt anymore."

erwin's heart aches as you start to tremble, noticing how hard you were digging your nails into your scalp.

"it's okay," he says calmly, "i won't hurt you."

you choke out your words, "but levi will. he'll hurt me again."

erwin stays silent, knowing full well that you were correct. erwin was barely able to smack you without feeling bad, he couldn't imagine kicking you in the ribs. erwin can feel a ball in the back of his throat, picking up the tray in silence and leaving you alone.

you cry as you lay on the floor now, fetal position. you're going to fall asleep soon, and you're okay with you. you feel slightly more protected in the closet on the floor than in your bed.

your eyes are fluttering close.

you hope that you won't get hurt again.

[batgurl1989]

I Think We're Alone Now

Summary: You are making a mess in the kitchen when Henry comes home early.

Word Count: 1259 words

Warning: Fluff, some kissing

A/N: This came to me while I was listening to Tiffany on my way to work. Just another fluffy scene with Henry. Let me know if you want to be added to my taglist :)

Taglist: @rmtndew @princesssterek

The music was too loud, but you didn't care as you belted out the lyrics to "I think we're alone now" by Tiffany as you danced around the kitchen. Flour and cocoa powder covered the counter, and the smell of vanilla was strong in the air from when you spilled the extract earlier. But again, you didn't care. The music had taken hold of you and you had to dance while you baked brownies.

Hitting the button on the stand mixer, you danced away to do a lap of booty shaking around the island, still singing at the top of your lungs. You were home alone, so you were feeling extra bold and carefree. Henry wasn't due back for hours, and hopefully by then the brownies were baked and he could enjoy a nice treat.

"And so we're running just as fast as we can!" You stood in front of the mixer, still bopping along with the beat while you sang. "Holding on to one another's hand. Trying to get ahhhhh!"

Arms suddenly enveloped you from behind causing you to scream. Your heart thundered in your chest as you gripped the muscular arms that kept you standing. The chest pressed to your back was shaking as laughter reached your ears through your panic.

"Henry!" You smacked his arm once you realized it was your boyfriend. He loosened his grip enough to let you turn in his arms. You hit pause on your phone, causing the music on the Bluetooth speaker to stop. "What are you doing home?! And why didn't you warn me?!"

"Shooting finished up early today." Henry reached into the mixing bowl to scoop out some of the chocolate batter. Licking it from his finger, he gave your recipe an approving nod even though you were glaring at him. "To be fair, I called to you from the door, but your music was too loud."

"You could have texted." You pouted, crossing your arms as best you could while being held tight to your boyfriend. "Now you've ruined your surprise."

"Oh, I was very much surprised to find my girlfriend dancing around the kitchen in her sleep shorts and one of my shirts." Henry gave your outfit an appraising look. There was something about seeing you in one of his old t-shirts that just did it for him.

"Sorry about the mess." You looked around as if suddenly noticing the havoc you had wreaked while going about your baking. You looked back at Henry, trying to gauge his reaction, but he was an actor, so of course he was good at hiding what he was thinking. "Once the brownies are in the oven, I will start cleaning up."

"What else did you bake?" Henry looked around, trying to nose out where the rest of the treats are. Based on the mess, it seemed like the kitchen should have been stuffed to the brim with baking.

"Uhhhh..." You blushed as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "Just brownies."

Henry laughed harder, pulling you into him for a hug. The sound of his laugh made everything better. You tucked yourself into his chest as your arms went around his back, breathing in his delicious fresh scent. Placing a kiss over his shirt, you sighed, forcing yourself to pull away. Before he let you slip out of his arms, he cupped your face. Looking up at him, you smiled.

"Hi." You said quietly as a proper greeting. A soft smile spread his lips before he kissed your forehead. "How was work?"

"It went really well. We got all the scenes done without needing many takes." Henry rested his forehead on yours, closing his eyes as he decompressed from his work day. Even if the day went well, you knew he didn't let it go until he was home and could take a moment to breath.

You cupped the back of his neck, pressing tiny circles into the muscles at the base of his neck. He groaned in relief, relaxing his body against yours. You spent a several long minutes standing like that among the powdery mess that was the kitchen.

"Want to start the new season of the Umbrella Academy once I get these brownies in the oven?" You asked quietly. Lately, you had been bingeing the Umbrella Academy together, and were now on the second season.

"Is that what you are listening to?" Henry chuckled as he pulled away. He tipped your phone to see the screen, and wasn't surprised you had the soundtrack for the show queued up on Spotify.

Grinning, you hit play again. Tiffany's voice filled the large kitchen again. Looking directly at Henry, you started to dance. He laughed as you made your way up to him, but didn't deny you when you held out your hand to him. Joining in on your dancing, he spun you around the kitchen, keeping time with the beat.

You felt totally carefree and happy in that moment dancing around the kitchen with Henry. And you knew he felt it too as you watched the rest of his stress melt out of him. You both sang along loudly and off key, but that's what made it fun.

When the song ended, you poured the brownie batter into the greased pan you had prepared earlier. Henry tried to steal another taste, but you slapped his hand away. It was never good to indulge on raw eggs. You slid the brownies into the preheated oven, setting the timer.

"Ohhhh! One more song?!" You begged as Istanbul, Not Constantinople came on next.

Henry laughed, pulling you to him for a deep kiss. He spun you, so your back was to the counter as his lips slowly slid over yours. His hands reached for your waist, and he picked you up. Once he had set you on the counter, you spread your legs so he could stand between your knees. His hands balled in your shirt, gripping you tight to him.

As his tongue slipped past your lips, your hands tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck, holding him close. You shifted so that your torso was pressed to his, his one arm coming around your back to hug you while his other hand cupped the back of your head.

Kissing Henry would always be one of your favourite things to do. But eventually you always had to come up for air. Resting your forehead on his once again, your hands slid down his back and to his sides. He kissed the tip of your nose as you both caught your breath.

"Do you want to get drinks while I go get changed into something more worthy of lounging around?" Henry asked, reluctantly pulling away. He offered you his hands so you could hop down from the counter. "Meet you on the couch?"

"Absolutely!" You grinned. Lounging with your boyfriend was almost better than getting to workout with him, which you had done earlier before he headed to the set.

You quickly got together a couple of lemon waters and rushed to get the couch. He was already waiting for you, wearing an old t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. You handed him his water and cuddled into his side as he turned on Netflix.

"I'm glad I was able to come home early." Henry wrapped an arm around you as you both settled in to watch a few episodes. You smiled and nodded, kissing him quickly before you both turned your full attention to the TV.

[xpeachesncream]

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summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: jungkook x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.6k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, jealousy and slight possessiveness, making out

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish @photographic-girl @yonkoghan @moonchild1​ @thebeebi​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Should we go to that charity event the school is holding on Friday? It sounds kind of fun." Ryujin sipped on her drink, while you went through your closet, showing her different outfits over the facetime call.

"What's it for again?"

"I don't remember, but the Golden State Warriors dj is going to be dj'ing. He's pretty good."

"Yeah he is. I mean, I'm down, especially if it's for a good cause."

"Okay, I'll grab us tickets when I head to campus."

"You're not even gonna ask Jimin or Tae?" You chuckle.

"Why would I? They do everything we do, they don't know anything outside of us." You shake your head.

"Cut them a little slack."

"Boohoo, they'll say yes regardless. Bring Jungkook!"

"I mean, I'll ask, but I'm not gonna force him."

"Oh quit, I'm sure he'd be happy to spend time with you." She looked at you through the camera. "K, let me see that outfit."

"He said casual." You showed her your outfit in the full length mirror.

"Absolutely, yes! You're fucking hot." She squeals, automatically solidifying your outfit for tonight. It, thankfully, wasn't too cold in the Bay today, so you throw on a grey distressed denim mini skirt, a low-cut light grey longsleeve, a belt and some heeled combat boots. You ruffled and fixed your hair a bit until you were satisfied with your look, picking up the phone once more to turn your attention back to Ryujin.

"Thank you."

"No problem, babe. I hope you have fun! Did he say where you two were going?"

"Nope, it's apparently a surprise."

"Ugh, I love him already." She gushes, causing you to shake your head. You dabbed a bit of lip gloss and pressed your lips together to spread it out before spraying a perfume cloud for you to walk through. Sooner or later, knocks came at the door.

"Okay, I think that's him. I'll talk to you later?"

"Call me as soon as you get home. I want to know how big his dick actually is."

"You're sick. You sound exactly like Tae, you know that?"

"We're not talking about him."

"Love you, bye!" You abruptly hang up on her, unsure of why the hell you deal with her and Taehyung's crude comments. You grab your bag and open the door to see Jungkook standing there with a small bouquet of flowers. He peeks his head over the bouquet with the cutest smile you have ever seen.

"Hi." He slightly scrunches his nose and pulls you into a hug. Goddamn, does he smell good. "These are for you." He hands you the bouquet.

"Jungkook, they're beautiful. Thank you." You take it into your kitchen and place it into a vase really quickly before stepping out. You eye him from head to toe, and boy is looking like a whole ass meal in the denim outfit he has on. Like, who in the world could pull off this outfit like that?

"You look amazing." You blush. "If you ever get cold, just let me know, alright? I can spare my jacket."

"You're so sweet."

"Just want to make sure you're comfortable." He shrugs. "You ready?"

"Depends on what you have up your sleeve."

"Nothing extreme, if that's what you're thinking." He laughed. "I hope you enjoy it, though."

"Thanks for planning all of this, by the way."

"No biggie. I'm just glad to finally spend some time with you." He does a little run to open the passenger car door for you before hopping into the driver's seat. Immediately, he gets the car started and turns up the heat to make sure you're comfortable. The radio is softly playing Zayn's sHe, with Jungkook softly singing along.

"Wait a minute," You chuckle. "Do you sing?" He smirked.

"Maybe."

"Hey, that's not fair. Sing louder."

"No, now I'm shy." He chuckled.

"Why? It's just me."

"Yeah and I just wanna impress you and not make a fool out of myself."

"You won't! Please." You pouted, making him shake his head.

"Ugh, Y/N. That's going to easily become a weakness for me if you keep pulling that pout." You keep pouting. Eventually, he gets over himself and starts to sing a little louder than earlier, causing your heart to flutter at how angelic he sounds. He ends up laughing towards the end and shrugging it off, his cheeks tinted with a rosy tint as you shower him in compliments. Swoon. You were so into the moment that you didn't even realize Jungkook was taking you across the bridge to San Francisco. You and your friends don't come to the city much, strictly because there's too many goddamn hills, parking is expensive as fuck, there's too many one way streets and people just get crazy as hell [like crossing the street when it's not time to walk?!]. It was a little calmer back home and that's all you guys needed. You watch as he parks the car effortlessly on a steep hill before coming over to your side to open the door for you.

"Whew, that's gonna be a workout later." You look back at the steep hill that you're gonna have to climb after eating dinner, you assume.

"Don't worry, I got you." He laughs. There's actually a lot of people out for a Tuesday evening that you end up hanging onto his arm to get navigate the random sea of people. He walks into Brenda's French Soul Food - nothing too fancy, but nothing too casual. The waitress brings you both towards the back end of the restaurant and out into the patio, where there are christmas lights hung around the fence and outdoor heaters posted. He pulls out your chair before sitting himself down, the waitress putting down your menus and cups of water.

"Ohhhhh, my god." You say with heart eyes looking at the menu. You had heard about this place from so many people, and you were impressed that Jungkook was able to score reservations being that it's always so busy due to its popularity. "I'm so excited! I've been wanting to try this place."

"Goodjob, Jungkook." He says, patting himself on the back. "If you're happy, that's all I could ask for." The waitress comes back to offer recommendations, which you both include in your orders in one way or another. Although packed, the restaurant was able to pump out orders quickly and efficiently so you and Jungkook weren't sitting around for too long without food.

"So, how's Jin in class?" You almost choke on your food even though this is something you should have expected. You really wanted to avoid speaking about him tonight, but you knew it was inevitable being that you were out with his brother.

"Um, he's alright."

"Just alright?" He rose his eyebrow and chuckled.

"No, sorry. I mean, he's a really good teacher. Definitely better than our last professor. Everyone in class loves him."

"That's cool. Yeah, he's really smart and wise. I've always looked up to him."

"How long has it been?" You weren't sure how to ask the question, but Jungkook understood what you were asking.

"I was a sophomore in high school when my mom met his dad." You're silent for a moment, allowing him to continue on if needed. "I had a really hard time at first, you know? The whole stepfather thing. My anger was moreso directed towards my mom and my stepdad for awhile. But Jin helped me out a lot. He helped me come to terms with my feelings about everything and he stuck by my side, always had my back whenever I got into arguments or bickered with one of our parents." You nodded, suddenly feeling guilty even though you and Jungkook weren't a couple.

"So, you two are really close." He nodded.

"Yeah, we are. I really don't know what I'd do without him. He's taught me a lot and helped me grow. Plus, Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi have been around too. They treat me like their own little brother.”

"That's sweet. It's nice to have that kind of relationship with your sibling and their friends." You chuckle.

"It is." He nods. "Do you have any siblings?"

"Ryujin, Taehyung and Jimin." He laughs.

"From the club, right? I met your friends, they're fun people."

"They're too much, honestly. I'm the only child, but we've all been stuck to the hip since freshman year in college."

"That's cool that you guys have been together since then." You give him a toothless smile. "I think it's pretty awesome that you guys are tackling grad school together too."

"Initially, we all had different plans, but Jimin had some big goals for himself including grad school, and it played a huge role in my decision to do grad school, too. Then Ryujin followed, then Taehyung."

"Cute."

"Speaking of friends, there's this charity event at school on Friday." You look up at him, a small smirk growing on his face.

"Uh huh?"

"And I was wondering if you wanted to come along with us. They really want you there."

"That's sweet. But, what matters the most is that you want me there."

"I wouldn't be inviting you if I didn't, right?" You bit your bottom lip.

"Touché. Of course I'll go with you, beautiful." He does a small nod before sipping his water. "Should we show up in matching outfits?" He joked, causing you to snort.

"Honestly, that seems pretty entertaining. Cute, and entertaining."

"I'm down if you are." You stuck your tongue out playfully.

"I'm game too."

"Let me know what you're wearing then."

"I will, whenever I figure that out."

"Take your time. Just know you'll look good in anything." You blushed. You both continue to talk over the remaining bits of your food before Jungkook calls for the check. You watch as he scribbles his signature onto the receipt before standing and sticking his wallet into the back pocket of his jeans. While exiting the small and crowded restaurant, you hold onto his hand, feeling him grip it tighter as you both successfully make it out. The night isn't too cold, and you sure as hell knew it wouldn't be after you conquered the hill that Jungkook parked on.

"Fuck." You say as you stand on the street, eyeing the steep hill in front of you.

"Come on." He says, slightly bending down for you to hop onto his back.

"Ouu, I don't know if that's a good idea--"

"Y/N, I promise it's okay. Come on." He laughed. Hey, if he was willing to do this, then why not? You hop onto his back, his arms wrapping your legs tightly around his waist, while you clung onto his neck. "See, not so bad, right?" He says, sprinting up the hill, making you laugh and hold onto him tighter.

"Shit, I am so sorry. That was probably a workout. Right after we ate, too."

"Nah. It wasn't anything." He scrunched his nose. On the way back over the bridge, Jungkook is heading towards Lake Merritt. You both are singing along to songs and joking around about topics that pop up here and there. When he parks his car, you notice a whole crowd of people gathered by the lake, which was a little unusual for this time of night. He grabs your hand and gently caresses the top with his thumb as he walks you over towards the crowd. To your surprise, you realize people are gathered here for a water lantern festival. Your eyes light up, making Jungkook smile at how excited you look.

"Jungkook, what the hell! How did you know about this and I didn't?" He shrugs.

"I have my ways." He says, his voice low and deep. You playfully shove him before you make your way over to grab lanterns to decorate. You and Jungkook sit off in a more quiet, calmer part of the lake, silently decorating your lanterns and writing your wishes along with it. What exactly did you want to wish for?

Happy friends, happy family. Happy you.

Whatever happiness meant to you.

To have Chance look over you.

Jungkook is done pretty quickly, but he waits for you to finish, not questioning what you've written since he figures it's a private matter. He shows you his lantern and his cute little stick figure drawing of his family and friends. You giggle, watching him gently lay his lantern in the water, giving you leverage to do the same with yours. You stand closely to him, his body providing you some warmth as you watch your lanterns float off into the lake and illuminate the night along with the others.

"Ready? We have one more thing to catch." He snakes his arm around your waist and gives your side a gentle squeeze. You simply nod, following him back to his car. He takes you about 30 minutes away, exiting and pulling right into a lot two street lights down from the exit. He pulls up to the ticket booth, buying 2 tickets for Tenet at the drive-in movie. You squeal and clap in your seat excitedly, also not knowing this was still around.

"Did you really do your research to plan this date?"

"Yes and no? I've been here before, and I thought it would be fun to take you. The restaurant and the lantern festival though, yes." He parks his car as instructed, turning the radio to the correct channel in order to hear the audio. "Wanna hop in the back so we have more room?" You nod, getting out of your seat just to hop into the back. He leans over into his trunk, grabbing water bottles and assorted gummy candies for you to snack on in case you wanted some. "I hope you're having fun so far."

"I am." You respond softly.

"Okay, beautiful. If you say so." He chuckles. He moves the driver and passenger seats forward so that you both have room to spread your legs a bit. At first, Jungkook made sure to give you enough space so he wouldn't make you uncomfortable, but over time, you felt yourself sinking closer and closer to his body until he had his arm draped around your shoulder, while part of your body rested on his. His hand gently caressed your arm, occasionally sending goosebumps through your body at how soft his touch his. You glanced over, admiring at how focused he was on the movie. He must have felt you looking at him because he quickly looks over and blushes as he nibbles on a gummy worm. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just cute how focused you are."

"Damn, are you not into it?"

"I am, but it's kind of hard to follow sometimes."

"Yeah, it's definitely one of those movies." This time, his gaze on you is a little longer than before. You don't know what takes over you, but you plant a kiss on him, making him smile into the kiss. He doesn't say anything, but proceeds to rest his free hand on your neck, pulling you close and into another deep kiss. Your hand grips onto the side of his shirt, your tongues slowly fighting for dominance. The sounds of wet kisses fills the car and tunes out the movie audio. You can feel the moment intensifying, both you and Jungkook letting out breathy moans in between kisses. Suddenly, the thought of Seokjin quickly flashes in your mind, the past nights you've spent with him and the nasty shit you both have done to each other.

You lightly gasp as you pull away, but it wasn't obvious to Jungkook that something had disturbed your peace.

"Sorry, I—" He tries to save face just in case he was in the wrong about something.

"No, I just— I wasn't expecting it to get that intense." You lied. You knew damn well.

"It's okay." He chuckled. "I would never rush you into anything, Y/N. Okay? We can take this slow." He gives you a genuine, warm, reassuring smile that causes you to swoon. Why the fuck was he so good? Just why? How was this even fair right now?

All you do is simply smile and lean back onto him. He's back to caressing your arm and shoulder, giving you small pecks on the top of your head every now and then to reassure you. Part of you wondered if this is what Seokjin had taught him over the years - how to properly love a woman and be a gentleman. But then, that quickly fades when you remember the situation you're in with him.

Well no, you're not in anything with him. You needed to stop doing this to yourself.

When the movie ends, you both climb back into the front seats to make your way back home. You feel the exhaustion hit you, all the fun and adrenaline you felt today slowly come crashing down. Jungkook parks in the passenger loading zone, throwing on his hazard lights before walking you up to your apartment.

"Jungkook, thank you for tonight. I really enjoyed it and had a ton of fun with you."

"I'm glad." He cups your face and gently places a kiss on your forehead. You weren't satisfied with it though, so you tippy toe as you hold onto his hand and kiss him on the lips. He leans into the kiss, deepening it for a quick second before pulling away. "Let me know the details about Friday, okay?"

"Okay."

"I'll call you tomorrow. Sleep tight, beautiful." He smiles and licks his lips as he watches you walk in, feeling utterly content with how the day went. You feel the same way, smiling to yourself as you throw your bag onto the floor and prance into the bathroom to get ready for bed. You felt the butterflies in your stomach every time you thought about Jungkook and his smile, or his soft lips against yours.

Butterflies that kept your mind off of—

[jin] 10:04pm: Are you still with Jungkook?

You roll your eyes at the text. You hadn't pulled out your phone all night, so you're also seeing the numerous messages from your friends in the group chat, too.

[jimin] 7:45pm: have fun tonight, Y/N!

[taehyung] 7:50pm: ^ ditto. use protection, young lady

[taehyung] 7:50pm: think about mr. kim's feelings

[ryujin] 7:56pm: taehyung kim, shut the hell up. do you have anything better to do?

[jimin] 8:01pm: i really hope she doesn't pull out her phone during the date -__-

[taehyung] 8:05pm: lmfao you guys, chill out

[taehyung] 8:06pm: i'm sorry y/n, im just kidding. have fun tonight and be safe, love you

[ryujin] 8:10pm: CALL ME WHEN YOU GET HOME Y/N! i wanna know deets, remember! and ask him if he wants to join us on friday!

Unbelievable. Your friends were unbelievable, and that was an understatement. You don't respond to the group because you figured you'd call Ryujin in a bit and update the boys over the week. But to Jin's text - fuck.

You were literally just tucking him away in the far, far, far dark, deep depths of your mind.

[y/n] 11:38pm: I was, but now I'm home.

[jin] 11:39pm: Yeah, he just texted me back. Sorry.

[y/n] 11:40pm: It's okay.

[jin] 11:43pm: Okay. Have a good night.

He hates this. Why the hell would you do this to him? Grace is upstairs sleeping while Jin is trying to clean the kitchen up like he promised. Suddenly, his phone goes off, signaling a call coming in.

Jungkook.

"Hello?"

"Oh shit, yes! You're awake!" Jin chuckles a bit.

"How was the date?" Not only was he asking out of curiosity, but wanted to know how you were doing during the night. Completely none of his business but he couldn't help himself.

"God, she's fucking amazing. A-and-and beautiful." He yells into the phone excitedly. "She's so exciting. I can't wait to take her out again. I just wanna keep spending time with her." Jin is pretty unamused on the other line. Thank God he isn't on Facetime so he didn't have to fake this facial expressions hearing about Jungkook's feelings for you. "S-she- I mean, we kissed."

"Oh?" Jin asks, tongue pressed against his cheek. What the fuck.

"Yeah, we were making out during the movie. It got pretty intense, but it didn't get any further than that. I didn't wanna rush her into anything."

"You think it could have escalated?"

"Yeah honestly, but I wanna do right by her, you know?" Jin can tell how serious Jungkook was starting to become about pursuing you, and he had never felt more competitive until this day. He just wanted you to himself, and he wanted to be the one to kiss you and make you feel things you've only dreamed about.

Not his brother.

He, too, wanted you just as bad. If anything, more.

"It sounds like it was a pretty successful first date." Jungkook is beaming through the phone, he didn't have to see his face to know that.

"It was. It was such a good night." Jungkook chuckles. "By the way, I'm going to that charity event on campus on Friday. Are you and Grace going?"

"Probably not."

"Well, if you both are free, you should swing by. It'll be nice to see Grace."

"Yeah, I'll ask and see what's up." Jin sighs. "I should probably get to bed, I'm pretty tired. I'm happy to hear the date went well, kid."

"Thanks, dude. I'll talk to you later, get some rest."

"You too." Jin hangs up the call, silently hitting his fist against the kitchen counter as he lets out a deep sigh. More than ever, he wanted to keep you wrapped around his finger. He wanted to keep you there, no matter how selfish that sounded. There was no way he was going to let you unravel.

[konpithepuppy]

[TRANSLATION: POTATO 07.2021]

7 MEN SAMURAI

Proofread by aji10647731 (Twitter)/ @janiappend

Scans not mine

Neither an English nor a Japanese native speaker

Feel free to correct me, thanks

7 MEN 侍

Anyone must have an experience of breaking into cold sweats when accidentally leaving behind something. Trying to search for the members' "situations about leaving a belonging behind," episodes of a member leaving behind things came out, they were revealed...!!! (Interview was done during the first 10 days of May)

Questions:

Q1. An experience where you left something behind that gave you cold sweats.

Q2. I completely saw 〇〇 forgot something!

Q3. What will you do if you realized about your girlfriend's birthday after a day it had passed since her birthday?

REI YABANA

A1. When going to my destination, I have a habit of leaving behind things and leave like Hansel and Gretel, that's why I lose a lot of things. When I left in the classroom in my university the earphones that I got from Rinne-kun as a birthday present, since it was gone when I went back to pick it up, so I bought the same kind of earphones and use it.

A2. Daka-san (Motodaka) is really bad with forgetting things. All of the members must have seen him walking around searching for the other side of his wireless earphones (LOL). Just recently too, he forgot his coat at the studio where we do our band rehearsals and went home with just his turtle neck. Since he called me, "Is my coat in there? But I want to wear it for our YouTube filming tomorrow~" so I brought it home and gave it to him the next day (LOL).

A3. When I realized about it, I will immediately contact her and apologize first of all. If she can make time, I will bring her a present somehow or another and will meet her on that day.

[Recent Happening].

7 MEN 侍's blog in Johnny's WEB has started, and I am in charged of Wednesdays. *I ramble a lot that's why writing the sentences is fun, and I am happy that I can deliver my way of wordings without getting edited. They're long but please read them by all means!

TAIKI KONNO

A1. Basically, I don't forget my things. At home or at Jr. activities, I check my things before going out. Since the things that I must not forget like phone, wallet, pass case aren't a lot, so it's better if I check them before going. The experience that gave me chills when I forgot about it was about a homework during my school days. I do my homeworks properly until when I was an elementary student, but I started to forget my homeworks when I was a middle schooler, it was a lack of vigilance when I think about it now (LOL).

A2. The time when we went to Kyoto for our stage play, when I met with Katsuki to go to the convenience store, Katsuki forgot about the card key of his hotel room. It was a single room so no one is in the same room with him, that's why we had to ask for the hotel personnel to open it. I thought it is hard to be forgetful while looking at him saying, "I am sorry!" (LOL).

A3. That is bad, right? Yeah, it is really bad. I will call her immediately the moment I realized it and I have no choice but to ask for forgiveness. From there, I will wish her a happy birthday. As an apology, we will go on a date with everything she likes to do for a day.

[Recent Happening]

I had a long time of staying still at home, and I came to think that if I can freely go and play somewhere, where will I want to go (LOL). For now, I want to go to the sea. I approximately go to the beach every year but I couldn't go last year, so I definitely want to go this year!

KATSUKI MOTODAKA

A1. I cried losing a number of times my previous wireless earphones before having the one with GPS function, and even though I am using the lipbalm I am obsessed with, when I noticed it, I already lost it. It happened a lot of times and I really feel down over it. Recently too, I accidentally left behind the coat that I was wearing and went home, my mind and body got scared (LOL). For the things that I forget, I basically don't know where I forget it, *the hopelessness that I have lost them is tremendous.

A2. Honestly, I haven't seen anyone who got in trouble for forgetting things more than I do (LOL). Sometimes, when my family goes out, my mother forgets something and goes back to get it. But when she goes back to get it, the thing that she forgot is there at the house so there is no real incident that happened.

A3. That's the end our the relationship...I will probably freak out when I realized it.

But if I apologize, I will be busted for forgetting it, so I will make her the opposite by urgently preparing a grand plan and make her feel, "He planned all of these that's why he was late for my birthday." (LOL)

[Recent Happening]

The filter for kids of my phone got lifted. Since I have my Jr. activities when I was in middle school, so my father bought the phone for me and got the filter for kids be activated in my phone. Since for it to be lifted, I had to go to the store with my father so the filter for kids had always been activated in my phone. Because of the policies, I had a hard time not being able to see what others can normally see, but I have finally become a proper adult (LOL).

TAIKO SASAKI

A1. I forgot my key when I went out of the house, since it is an autolock, so I got locked out of the building. I contacted the control office but it seemed like it will take time for them to respond, so I took my chance and pressed the doorbell of a unit of someone who I don't know. I explained the situation but the owner of the unit is a foreign guy. I cannot communicate in complicated Japanese with him, I used a translation app in phone to explain and I got the door opened for me (LOL).

A2. When I went to have barbeque with my friends, even though I entrusted my cooler to the friend who was in charged of bringing the drinks, when I was about to hit the freeway, a person from the barbeque place contacted me saying, "you forgot your cooler." It seemed like for my friend, it was not his so he completely forgot about it (LOL). I'm glad I received the message before entering the freeway.

A3. This is a person who you must not forget her birthday, right? The moment I realized it, I will contact her immediately and I have no choice but to apologize. Or, I will think of a fancy surprise and and will tell her as an excuse that that have taken up my time.

[Recent Happening]

I am watching again the anime 「Dragon Ball」. When I saw a scene from it by chance, it made me want to watch the whole series again. It has around 300 episodes though (LOL). I've become absorbed at it when I was in 1st grade, but I still enjoy watching it now. It is interesting to think like, "What was this episode about again?" and also the way how my feelings [for the episodes] change.

REIA NAKAMURA

A1. I relatively don't forget things.

I think I don't have a story here that is a massive failure at least. It's just that, I may forget my promises with people. Getting a message, " You are not yet here!?" and replying "Huh? What was it about again?" kind of situation happens a lot. My excuse during those times is, "I overslept." Lately, I put a memo in my phone about my plans with people, I wonder if my mistakes reduced.

A2. Yabana forgot his contact lens and panicked, but no one can lend him, right? But, when Katsuki forgot his contact lens, the colored contact lens that I ordered with wrong prescription matches with his prescription by chance, so I gave them to him. Katsuki has a good luck, right?

A3.  I'll call her to my house the next day and will solve it through a surprise. I will adjust back the date of the calendar and the clock to my girlfriend's birth date, and I will tell her, "You are probably busy celebrating your birthday with everyone yesterday, right? Today, let's celebrate your birthday with just the two of us."

[Recent Happening]

Heading towards 「Johnny's Ginza」, I come to the gym at the office 5 times a week, and the trainer-san is pushing me to workout hard. The other day, I was told, "let's rest first because you've overworked" for the first time. Since I didn't feel that I overworked, at that time I realized that I am really looking forward to the live.

RINNE SUGETA

A1. When I remove the bracelet that I super treasure and wrapped it in tissue paper during a photoshoot, I completely forgot about it and went home. *When I realized that I left my bracelet, I immediately got it checked, but I felt uneasy until it was confirmed the next day. I kept thinking that since it was wrapped in tissue, it might be mistaken for a trash and be thrown away...and my heart kept pounding.

A2. Katsuki forgetting things might be a usual scene (LOL). Before, the members took Katsuki's belonging and attached to the white board that is in the room as a prank. And yet, since he didn't notice it, we also forgot about it and went home. It was left there for 2 days (LOL).

A3. I will send her a message saying, "happy birthday," like nothing happened, and I will write a sentence at the end saying, "The last birthday message you have received is from Rinne, right?" Moreover, if her birthday is on 06/07, greeting her at 6:07 or something, matching her birthday with a time that has a deep meaning and send the message to her is effective [as an excuse], right?

[Recent Happening]

The takeout box for Thirty-one Ice Cream (Baskin Robbins) is Yamada (Ryosuke), that's why I went to buy it yeasterday. It is embarrassing to be seemed aiming for Yamada-kun, so I brought along my little brother and made it looked like "my brother wants it so I am buying it for him" (LOL).

[ghoulciifer]

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notes: hi honeybun, thank you so much for your support ❥ i’m very grateful to have you and your wonderful brain as a mutual, you’re literally the sweetest person and you sound like an adorable little cinnamon roll. i hope you like your discount atsumu matchup! muah! ❥

why i matched you:

» okay, we all know terushima can come off as a bit of a fuckboy (*coughkiyokoscenecough*) BUT we did see how he acts on the court - this boy is just a big bundle of energy who wants to have fun! i firmly believe he uses that ‘ladies man’ act to hide just how much a dork he is. but, once he realizes you actually want to stick around, you’ll see firsthand just how much of a goofball he really is, and beneath that suave facade is a good guy who wants nothing more than to give his heart to someone who’ll take care of it. and that’s where you come in!

» terushima loves your creativity and how easy it is for you to express yourself through whatever art platform you use. he’ll beg you to let him read your writing, get a sneak peak at your latest sketch, ‘paint him like one of your french girls’, etc. he just wants to support you! he’s a firm believer in self expression and knows it’s a huge confidence booster when someone shows intrugue in whatever he’s doing, so he’s going to do whatever he can to make sure you know he’s genuinely interested in everything you do.

» baby, you’re almost too soft for this boy. he swears if you were any cuter you would be the death of him, but would he want to go any other way? absolutely not. he finds your love of all things pink and cutesy incredibly adorable. so much so that he can’t help but buy things that remind him of you when he comes across them, or even if you show the slightest bit of interest in them. that cute little gudetama pillow you saw online the other day? he’s got it ordered, it’ll be here friday. that set of kuromi and melody socks he saw in a store window at the mall? he swooped in and got ‘em for you. boy will spoil you to no end because he just wants to see your cute lil’ face light up when he gives you those gifts!

» teru is more than willing to drop everything and go anywhere you want, at any time at all. he also shares your wanderlust and eventually wants to see the world, whether it be watching the sun set over the glittering waters of italy’s canals or watching it rise above the mountains of peru, he’s gonna do whatever he can to make sure you’re by his side to share those experiences. because what better way to take in all the world has to offer than to do it with the one you love?

» like i said before, terushima often presents himself as a bit of a womanizer before pursuing any type of relationship, but once he finds someone he can actually see himself giving his time to? you’re stuck with him. boy will NOT leave your side unless you explicitly told him you never wanted to see him again. he’s going to be hesitant at first, but when he finally opens up, he truly bares his heart and gives you full consent to hold it within the palm of your hand. he’ll only get to that point when he knows without a shadow of a doubt he trusts you, and that you trust him. so as far as security goes? terushima’s got you covered.

» and again, teru’s a HUGE dork. like he almost rivals kuroo on this one because he craves entertainment 24/7, and never fails to make those around him giddy with laughter or anticipation of what’ll come out of his mouth next. he’s serious when he needs to be, but when it’s just the two of you alone, he’ll have you constantly gripping your sides in laughter, and you’re certain to get a good ab workout every time because he’s never not doing something that’ll make you giggle to the point of wheezing. sometimes he feels like he’s too much of a silly hooligan but you’re always the first to remind him that’s what you love about him the most. terushima is definitely one to keep you on your toes, so i hope you’re ready for that challenge!

drabble:

“Yuuji, what’s all this?” Your hand slides off the handle on your front door, eyes wide and skimming across your living room to take in the scene before you.

“Sh-Shit! Uh… Surprise?”

You were aware your boyfriend would be home before you, but what you didn’t expect was to walk into a cheesy, teenage romance movie.

Terushima was sheepishly rubbing the back of his head with a throw pillow in his other hand, casually tossing it onto the sofa already smothered in pillows and blankets that weren’t there before. The coffee table was piled high with an array of snacks ranging from your favorite baked goods to a partly opened box of pizza, and a tin bucket filled to the brim with ice and canned drinks sat flush against one of the table’s legs. The entire living area was bathed in a soft glow from fairy lights strung up haphazardly across the walls and the smell of strawberries and cream wafted in the air from the scented candles resting on the end tables beside the couch. It was all so much, and it made your heart melt just thinking about how much time and effort this must’ve taken your lover to set up.

“Baby, I-...” Your eyes finally return to Terushima’s nervous gaze and you instinctively bring a hand to cover your mouth, tears gathering below your lash line. The second he saw the familiar twitch of your furrowing brow he nearly leapt over the coffee table to reach you.

“Hey, heyheyhey, I can clean it all up, I promise I didn’t mean to make such a big mess. And I can take the lights down if you don’t like the-“ Teru panics when he catches your tears slipping down your cheeks, but you’re quick to cut him off with a quick, sweet kiss before he completely loses it. You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your nose into the space below his jaw, while his hands find purchase against your hips, pulling you impossibly closer to fully indulge in the sudden affection.

“Yuuji, I love it… how did you-...?” You pull back after a moment, hands rising to his neck and thumbing the curve of his jawline. You lose the sentence halfway through, the surprise finally settling in leaving you at a loss for words.

Your boyfriend smiles, nuzzling your temple with the top of his nose in relief, “You told me earlier how bad work was stressing you out, so I took the rest of the day off and put together a little movie night for you. I wanted you to be able to relax when you got home.” His lips leave a chaste kiss to your cheekbone, “I, uh-... just wasn’t expecting you to get here so soon.”

You giggle at his remark - of course the one day you manage to leave early you walk in on his surprise. But as you take another long look at the dreamy layout around you, you couldn’t help but be glad you got here when you did. You didn’t realize you needed this until it was right here in front of you. Now all that was left was to enjoy it.

“Thank you… It’s perfect.”

Too engrossed in your gift, you don’t seem to catch the loving look Terushima was casting down at you, smile growing wider as his response leaves his lips.

“Yea… it really is.”

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*Cracks knuckles*

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Idle was not a word one would use to describe your boyfriend. If it wasn't to sleep, sitting down and doing nothing irritated him. Being "a bum ass loser" as he liked to put it. That being said, most of your time together was spent studying or training.

You parried a blow meant for your face, simultaneously using your opposite had to grab your boyfriend's wrist and yank him closer, ending with a sharp jab to the sensitive ribs just beneath his armpit. He hissed as the punch made him stumble, rushing at you as soon as he caught his footing again.

The blows flying by your head came in such quick succession that you had a hard time dodging them all, and he inevitably landed a hefty strike to your chin that had such power behind it, it sent you to the ground.

As soon as you hit the floor, you slid between his legs and knocked his feet out from under him, causing him to fall as well. He cursed loudly, grabbing onto your arm as you attempted to stand and rolling the both of you until he came out on top, an arm around your neck.

"Ha! Gotcha now, little mouse," he gloated, no doubt grinning down at your prone form.

You gave a strangled yelp at a sudden constriction of your airway, weighing your options before admitting your defeat and tapping his arm. He was quick to let up on the constriction, but didn't move. Before you could question him, he sent a rolling jolt of butterflies through your stomach by planting a kiss just below your ear.

All at once, the atmosphere did a complete 180° flip and you were suddenly very aware of the position you were in.

You, helpless on the floor. Him, in complete control above you. The idea created a feverishly hot blush on your cheeks, fueling something primal within you to be completely and totally at his mercy. No matter the consequences of your thoughts, you couldn't keep them from coming to you rapid fire.

Finally, and you were ashamed of how disappointed it made you feel, he released you and stood, offering a hand to help you to your feet when you rolled onto your back.

"Fuck, you're red," he noted aloud upon seeing your flushed skin, the smirk falling off his face. The comment only served to deepen the blush in question, and you swallowed nervously.

"It was a good training session," you shrugged, rubbing your neck and hoping he didn't catch the way your voice cracked. Cold water. You needed cold water.

He studied your face for what felt like an agonizingly long time before turning and making his way to the bench where your towels and water bottles sat, "That's it for today, let's head out.

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Ever since then, you hadn't been able to train with him the same way. You found yourself anticipating the moment he'd wrestle you to the floor, trapping you beneath his strong body and setting you with a victorious gaze. The prey-like feeling of being caught by a powerful predator made your skin tingle and toes curl every time, and this time - your skin ablaze as he sat atop you and gripped your wrists to the floor - he finally caught on.

"You," he paused, scanning your face questioningly one last time before something seemed to click in his head, "You fucking like being pinned down?"

Dread washed through you at having been caught, scrambling to form some kind of excuse that didn't sound like a straight lie, "I, no- It just- you-"

"Have you been letting me win for this?" he growled furiously, the grip on your wrists tightening. You flinched, quickly shaking your head.

"No! No, I-" you deflated a bit, seeing no way around it, "You've always beat me fair and square, I just...," you fell into silence, shame warming your face once again.

He gauged your reaction carefully, seeing no lie in your words and the anger melted off his face slowly, "You just what?" he demanded, his voice considerably lower now but his hold on you remained firm.

The heat warmed your ears, and you squirmed uncomfortably, "..I uh, I dunno," you finished lamely, heart thumping away in your chest in panic. What would he think of you if he figured it out? Would he be annoyed? Disgusted? To want to be dominated by him the way you did, it was...well, if anything, it was kinky. And you weren't sure if he would be comfortable with it.

He gripped both your wrists in one hand, grabbing your face with the other to force you to look at him, "You want me to hurt you?" he asked. It wasn't a threat, he was simply asking.

You shook your head, "N-not really..."

Suddenly, he had flipped you to your stomach, pressing his weight into you and cupping your chin while he kept your hands secured behind your back. His voice was a low growl in your ear, "You want me to fuck you like this?"

You nearly squeaked as he trailed a hand down your side, grabbing possessively at your hip, "You want me to make you scream, little mouse?"

The whimper that left your throat was downright mortifying. Here you were, wiggling and moaning beneath him like some cat in heat, and he hadn't even touched you yet.

He sat up, releasing you entirely. For a second, you were sure you had put him off when he suddenly gripped your hips and dragged your ass into the air like he owned it. Hell if he didn't as far as you were concerned. He pressed into your back again, hands dipping into the waistband of your workout pants teasingly shallow as his lips ghosted over your ear.

"Tell me you want me to fill you up," he murmured, reaching down to pet you through fabric. Your thighs quivered violently at the sudden pleasure, your cheek pressed into the cold floor as you moaned shamelessly. Fill you up? Why did that do so many things to you?

"Tell me you want me to completely wreck you, baby," he said, fingers moving to pull at the tie in the drawstrings of your sweatpants and diving beneath to continue his assault skin to skin.

"Fuuuuuck," you whined pathetically, hips jerking spaztically at the feeling of his calloused hand working you so possessively.

"Damn it," he spat, yanking your pants and underwear down in frustration. You jumped, moving to sit up in surprise when his hand grabbed the back of your neck and forced you back down where you had been. The action might have alarmed someone else, but it had you melting needily under his grip.

"Don't you dare move," he warned, curling back over you and grinding against your entrance with his now unclothed cock. His voice in your ear was rumbling and harsh, vibrating in his chest against your back, "You're mine little mouse. Understand? Mine."

You nodded fervently, pressing back into him eagerly.

"Say it," he demanded, the tip of his cock now prodding teasingly into you, "I wanna hear you say it."

"Yours! I'm yours, Katsuki," you gasped, every attempt to push back into him and sink him deeper into you thwarted by his powerful grip on your hip and neck.

Pleased, he sank into you with a deep grunt, hips meeting your ass and thighs in a rough slap that jolted your whole body forward. The sudden pressure widening you and stretching your walls drew a startled yelp from you, but you were glad he didn't take it as a sign to stop, rutting into you hard and slow. He reached for your sex again, stimulating you roughly while he kept a hand around your throat.

"You belong to me!" he ground out, curling down around you until your body was caged in his own, completely under his control, "You're gonna take everything I give you like a good little mouse!"

"Katsukiiii," you nearly sobbed, so incredibly turned on by this new side to him. The rocking of your bodies sped up, and a sudden bite to your shoulder nearly made you jump out of your skin. You definitely hadn't expected it, but oh fucking god did you want him to do it again. Harder.

"Take it," he growled in your ear, biting the sensitive lobe there, "I'm gonna cum deep inside you... and you're gonna take it all! Every. Last. Drop," he punctuated each word with a harder than usual thrust, drawing a cry from you every time.

It was building so fast, you knew you couldn't last any longer. His hand gripped your throat tighter and you grit your teeth against the strain.

"Cum for me, baby," he gasped, spasming inside you already, "Cum while I get you pregnant!"

True or not, the words made you fall so hard. Your orgasm hit you with such force, you couldn't see for a second or two and when your vision faded back in, it was blurred. Without realizing it, you had screamed his name, thrashing as he held you down through the rolling aftershocks.

"Fuck, baby," he gasped for breath, littering your shoulders and neck with kisses and bites while you laid there twitching, drool dripping carelessly from the corner of your mouth to the ground below.

Your body kept jolting even as he gathered you in his arms and pulled you into his lap, petting your hair and back as you calmed.

"You should have told me," he huffed, a shit eating grin on his face and in his voice, "If you wanted me to get dominant like that, all you had to do was ask."