#get hit with sleepy 💥💥💥

[chloesimaginationthings]

Y’all know that ancient Schmidt technique in FNAF

[keeps-ache]

bedtime story time!! [opens up local driver's manual]

[yokumirumerafan]

Do you think you could possibly do a fic about how some of the my hero academia characters would react to their (usually energetic, chaotic, and stubborn) S/O being hit with a de-aging quirk that turns their S/O into a child and notice that their S/O child self is the complete opposite very quiet, meek, always alittle scared and antisocial. If so could it be for (bakugo, Denki, sero, tsuyu, kiri and Hitoshi) if that’s too many or you just don’t want to that’s also perfect fine.

WOOO YESS FIRST REQUEST OF THE DAY COMING IN HOT LIKE BAKUGO'S EXPLOSIONS 💥💥💥

💥 Bakugo Katsuki At first, he’s like “TF?! WHERE DID MY GREMLIN GO?!?!” Sees smol Y/N hiding behind a couch and flinches when he yells 👉😦 Tries to tone it down, crouches and goes: “...Tch. You scared or somethin’?” Y/N nods. He short-circuits. “Shit…” Ends up speaking in the softest voice you’ve ever heard. Kiri hears and teases him for months. Lowkey very protective. Won’t let anyone near you. Gives you his hoodie to wear, it drags to your feet 😭 Cooks you mini food and grumbles the whole time while actually enjoying it. ⚡ Denki Kaminari “YO YOU GOT TINY!!! WAIT… why are you crying 😭” Instantly softens when he sees you shaking a little. Sits next to you with snacks and a coloring book. “Hey… it’s okay. Wanna draw Pikachu with me?” Let’s you hold his hand the entire time, you cling to his sleeve and refuse to let go 🥹 Tucks you in bed and watches you sleep with the fondest smile. “Wow, you’re cute no matter what age.” 🕸️ Hanta Sero “LITTLE TAPE GREMLIN?? Wait, you’re like... quiet?!” Lowkey confused but gentle. Offers you gum and gets heartbroken when you say “no thank you…” with the saddest little face 😭 Bends down to your level and asks if you want to make origami or paper airplanes. Tells the class “Y/N’s fragile now. No loud noises. Or else.” Wraps you in tape like a burrito if you get scared and calls you his “tiny sushi roll.” 🐸 Tsuyu Asui Gently kneels down, tilts her head: “You’re a lot quieter like this, Y/N-chan.” Gives you a frog plushie for comfort 🐸 Carries you on her back, lets you braid her hair while she hums softly. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. I’ll protect you until you’re you again.” Wraps you in a warm blanket like a little tadpole and watches over you with her calm, watchful eyes. 💪 Kirishima Eijirou “Woahhhh… you’re like, so smol now!! But why do you look scared, bro?? 😢” Reaches out, pauses. “Can I hug you?” You nod and instantly melt into him. He holds you like precious glass. “Don’t worry, I gotcha! Red Riot’s on full babysitting duty!” Takes you on piggyback rides, gently ruffles your hair, makes sure you always feel safe and seen. When you fall asleep in his arms, he whispers: “No matter the age, I’ll always protect you.” 💤 Hitoshi Shinsou Talks to you quietly while you draw in his notebook 🖊️📓 When you softly tug on his sleeve and whisper, “Do you still like me even if I’m not loud anymore?” 😢 → He FREEZES. Looks down at your watery eyes, heart completely shattered. He kneels down, gently pats your head and says in that soft, sleepy voice: “I like you in every form… chaotic or calm, loud or quiet. You're still you, and that's all I care about.” Refuses to leave your side. You fall asleep in his lap while he gently brushes your hair out of your face. 💤 Will genuinely lose it on anyone who tries to make fun of you or your timidness. When you finally go back to your normal age, he's like: “...You okay?” And you tease him: “Awww, you miss baby me?” He blushes. “Shut up.” (he 1000% did and still does)

[rivendellwatch]

🌸 Fluff Week – New Day, New Cuteness! 🌸

GOOD MORNING, FLUFF GREMLINS! HOW ARE WE DOING???☀️💖

We’ve made it to another day of Fluff Week, and you know what that means? MORE WHOLESOMENESS. MORE SHENANIGANS. MORE UNBEARABLY CUTE MOMENTS!!!😤✨

This week has been amazing so far—y’all truly outdid yourselves with the soft, the silly, and the absolutely heart-melting moments. I’m still recovering from how sweet everything is!!!!🥺💕 Seriously, your writing/arts/pieces are a gift, and I hope you know how much joy you’re bringing to everyone here!

Let’s keep the fluff train rolling! 🚂💨 Whether your characters are falling in love, being absolute disasters together, or just existing in their adorable little worlds, today is another chance to make someone’s heart grow three sizes. LET’S GO. 🥳

🌼 5 New Funky, Cute, and Funny Fluff Prompts! 🌼

The Ridiculous Bet™ Character A and Character B make a silly bet—whoever breaks into laughter first has to do something utterly ridiculous (like wear an ugly sweater in public, serenade their pet, or do a dramatic Shakespearean monologue in the middle of the grocery store). Naturally, chaos ensues because they both have zero poker face.

Stuck in a Tiny Space Together™ Whether it’s a broom closet, a tiny tent, or somehow getting wedged between furniture while trying to retrieve something (how did they even end up here??), Character A and B are way too close for comfort and way too flustered about it. Bonus points if someone sneezes. 🤧😳

The Ultimate Sneak Attack™ Character A has been trying to surprise Character B with a hug all day. But Character B is suspicious. Every time Character A gets close, they sense it. The result? An absurd game of cat-and-mouse where Character A keeps lunging out of hiding spots, and Character B is just barely dodging—until finally, A tackles them into the fluffiest, warmest, most victorious hug ever!💥

The Ice Cream War™ Character A and B go out for ice cream, and it’s all cute and fun until… betrayal strikes. Character A takes a bite of Character B’s ice cream without asking. Gasp. Character B declares WAR. Dramatic gasp. Betrayal. Cold revenge. A battle of spoon duels, dramatic speeches, and an absurd amount of giggling until both end up covered in ice cream and laughing too hard to continue. 🍦

Accidental Love Confession™ Character A, half-asleep, accidentally confesses their love to Character B. Maybe it’s a sleepy mumble, a drowsy "You're my favorite person ever," or an unconscious forehead kiss before passing out. Cue Character B just sitting there, staring at them like they’ve been hit by a truck while deciding if they should scream, cry, or combust on the spot. 🥺💖🔥

That’s it for today, besties! Keep the fluff coming, keep being amazing, and most importantly—have fun. 💕 Can’t wait to see what magic you all create! ✨

I am accepting works as fast as possible on AO3 for the collection and if you still haven't got an answer from me, feel free to dm me bestie!!!

[the-most-humble-blog]

She Was Just a Coworker Until She Yawned, Stretched, and Her Shirt Lifted. Now I’d Die for Her.

I saw three inches of belly and forgot how to do my taxes.

She wasn’t even hot.

Cute? Sure. Cool to talk to? Occasionally. Did I want to fuck her before this moment? Absolutely not.

But then?

She yawned.

Stretched.

Arms up, head tilted back like she was praising the god of HR violations… And her shirt lifted just enough to flash 3 inches of her belly.

Not the whole thing. Just the part between the navel and the hip line.

And now?

I would kill for her. I would put a hit on my 401k. I would legally change my last name to hers if she asked with morning voice.

🧠 This Wasn’t Horniness. This Was a Neurological Hijacking.

Let’s break this down scientifically, before your girlfriend reads this and has a full meltdown:

What happened to me — and to every man reading this — is biological ambush.

Because that stretch?

That flash of skin?

That lazy, accidental reveal of the female abdomen?

That is not just a “casual moment.” That is a subconscious fertility signal evolved over hundreds of thousands of years.

Your brain sees a bare belly and goes:

“She’s healthy.” “She’s soft.” “She’s not afraid of me.” “She’s been exposed.” “Sire her immediately.”

📜 Evolution Didn’t Give You Consent. It Gave You Instructions.

The reason I suddenly wanted to put a baby in her? Is because her body said:

“I don’t need to hide from you.”

When a woman stretches — especially in front of a man she’s not sexually engaging — and her clothing lifts even slightly to show her skin?

That’s pre-language mating language.

That’s her body flashing the vault without opening it.

⚠️ She Doesn’t Know It — But It’s Witchcraft

She didn’t mean to do anything. That’s what makes it worse.

She yawned like a sleepy raccoon, raised her arms, and now I’m planning a mortgage in my head.

The shirt lifted. My testosterone spiked. Blood left my brain like it heard a fire alarm.

And now I’m walking around the office like:

“Yeah that’s Carol. We survived Q4 together. I’d take a bullet for her now.”

🤯 The Belly Flash = Symbolic Access to the Womb

Let me say it louder:

You didn’t just see skin. You saw the threshold.

That soft middle section?

That’s the midpoint between her reproductive system and her protection systems.

You don’t need to see her vagina.

You just need to see where the womb begins.

And your brain, bless its idiot simplicity, assumes:

“If I can see her stomach, I can probably smell her soon.” “And if I can smell her, I can inseminate her.” “And if I can inseminate her, I must imprint.”

💡 Why It Hits So Hard (Even If She’s Mid)

Belly flashes are unplanned

They feel intimate without being sexual

They signal access without permission

They expose female softness in a world full of armor

And that’s the key.

Softness.

That’s what destroys men.

💥 The Male Brain Is a Simp Factory with a Pentagon Security System

Here’s what happens when you see 3 inches of her waist:

You get a dopamine hit

Your limbic system says “This is rare. Save it.”

You fantasize about laying your head there

You imagine her naked

You imagine you naked with her

You replay that moment 34 times before bed

You start calling her “different”

You fall in love with a woman who hasn’t spoken to you all week

It’s not thirst. It’s neural imprinting.

🥇 Women Think It’s Just Skin.

But They’re Carrying Nuclear Codes Under That Hoodie.

Men don’t want the whole thing up front.

We don’t need the full OnlyFans drop. We don’t need labia at dawn.

We need one flash. One accidental half-inch of hip curve.

And we’re bricked for life.

We’ll build emotional castles in our heads with a woman who just adjusted her shirt while laughing at a meme.

📚 What Science Says (Real Shit)

According to a mountain of studies in evolutionary psychology:

Subtle signs of fertility, health, and youth (waist-to-hip ratio, soft belly, clear skin)

Are more arousing than full nudity over time

Because they trigger reward-seeking behaviors without satiation

Translation?

You show us too much, we scroll. You show us a little? We lose our fucking minds.

This is why crop tops ruin friendships. This is why sweatpants cause breakups. This is why your ex still watches your gym stories.

He saw the flash.

He’s chained to it.

🩸 TL;DR: 3 Inches of Belly = Emotional PTSD

She was just a coworker. Until she stretched.

And now?

I’d:

Move a couch for her

Carry her groceries

Fake a family emergency to help her move

Defend her honor in a bar I’ve never entered

She doesn’t know it, but that shirt lift?

That was the mating call of the apocalypse.

🔁 CTA :

Reblog if you want more, or if one belly flash made you rethink your entire masculinity. Bookmark if you’re still lowkey obsessed with the girl who scratched her head and revealed sideboob in 2017. DM me if you just checked to make sure your shirt is covering your own damn belly before you ruin a man’s life at Starbucks.

[mstexalicious1961]

This really made me think. I hope you are enlightened by this as I was at this point of a hard day.

Awsome Conversation between God And a Man. Read it and don’t forget to share it with your friends.

Man: God, can I ask You a question?

😝😳

God: Sure

😌

Man: Promise You won’t get mad …

😒

God: I promise

😌

Man: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?

😒

God: What do u mean?

😒

Man: Well, I woke up late

😳

God: Yes

😒

Man: My car took forever to start

😳

God: Okay

😒

Man: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait

😳

God: Huummm

😒

Man: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call

😁

God: All right

😒

Man: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn’t work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?

😰

God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that

😊

Man (humbled): OH

😔

GOD: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.

😊

Man: (ashamed)

😒

God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.

😊

Man (embarrassed): Okay

😒

God: Your phone went dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered.

😊

Man (softly): I see God

😒

God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.

😀

Man: I’m Sorry God

👏

God: Don’t be sorry, just learn to Trust Me…. in All things , the Good & the bad.

♨💥

Man: I will trust You.

👏

God: And don’t doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.

♨💥

Man: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.

♨💥

God: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children…

♨💥

REPOST if you believe in GOD

♨💥

Why Do we feel sleepy in Prayer,

♨

But stay awake through a 3 hour movie?

☀♨

Why are we so bored when we look at the HOLY BOOK,

♨

But find it easy to read other books?

☀♨

Why is it so easy to ignore a msg about God,

♨

Yet we forward the nasty ones?

☀

Why are Prayers getting smaller,

♨

But bars and clubs are expanding?

♨

Why is it so easy to worship a celebrity,

☀♨

But very difficult to engage with God?

💥♨

Think about it, are you going to forward this?

♨💥

Are you going to ignore it, cause you think you will get laughed at?

♨💥

Forward this to all your friends.

♨💥

80% of you won't forward this.

☀💥

When one door closes , God opens two : If God has opened doors for you,

☀💥

send this message to everyone

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[the-acid-pear]

I'm going to sleep now alright but like i have to say it there's something so 💥 about both John and Gerome like they are some of the characters ever. Like they are so tragic and yet so chill and you love them and you hate them and when you think of it you just have to sympathize with their situation bc it sucks and in the end that man might die on you and his brother who was w you the whole journey doesn't even blame you he just mourns like god I'm going insane they are the characters ever they. They don't even speak or anything they are just there but GIRL IM GOING INSANE I SWEAR.

[infernalodie]

I’m gonna need more black dad sports reader NOW PLEASE💳💥💥💳💥💳💥💵💥 what about Sasha playing in the championships and completely fucking DOMINATING. and all the opposing teams parents are being bitches about it. Also more of the team parents flirting with them lmao, and Sasha being embarrassed about it. You’re literally such a nice writer and you get to requests so fast I love you omg <3<3<3

Thank you!!! I’m sorry if this is a bit rough to read tho... I tried my best!

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 (𝐩𝐭.𝟐) || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

"𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯'𝘴, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯'"

Inspo: Tyler, The Creator - I Ain’t Got Time! Bryson Tiller - Keep Doing What You’re Doing

Pairing(s): Maddy Perez x Black!Male!reader x Sasha Perez (oc)

Summary: A little bit of love and motivation can make things go far.

Warnings: Fluffy as hell with Maddy prepared to beat bitches ass for her man and reader being as outspoken as any father would be watching their kid play a sport.

Part One - Final Part

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Sasha hated to admit it, but she never saw much of what everyone saw in her. The praise never really inflated her ego, and it didn’t exactly encourage her to improve. Yes, she was amazing at Basketball and had been playing it for as long as she could walk, but she couldn’t see what you or her mother saw. Often times brushing off the pair’s praises during supper or training. Even when she and East Highland team continued to win games back to back consecutively. Leading them to be in the running of winning the championship.

But what she did see and feel was the massive weight be placed on her shoulders. Which led to countless nights of a sleepy Maddy accompanying her to the gym and watch her put up shots and do sprints. Having your support whenever she got home to help her study plays and tapes that you had taken of the team she would be going up against.

And through it all, both you and Maddy were there to stand by her side. Willing to make time out of your guys’ day to help her be prepared. She doesn’t think she ever truly showed how grateful she was for the constant support you two gave her.

Tonight though, she couldn’t focus on that. Especially with the anxiety that clouded and stung the inside of her stomach like venom. Ready to strike at any moment and cause her to throw up the small supper she had only an hour ago. Sasha always had this happen to her before every game she did. But this had her ready to instantly run away from this and leave it to her team mates to handle.

Spotting her hesitance, you placed a hand on her back and walked with her towards the gym where the sound of music blasting could be heard, with the faint out of beat rhythm of basketballs hitting the ground.

“Now, I know you’re anxious-”

“That’s putting it lightly, dad.” Sasha huffed.

“And I know you have a crush on Lexi’s kid, Jasmine, right?” Immediately, Sasha was already not liking where this conversation was going. Primarily ‘cause of the barely noticeable smirk that was on your lips when mentioning her crush.

“So, we invited her to come and watch you win- OW!”

You folded over, dropping to your knees with a groan, Sasha taking the chance to run away. But she couldn’t make it far before Maddy restrained her. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“My team can handle the game.”

“Sorry to break it to you honey, but your teammates fucking suck.” Sasha nearly laughed. At least her mother was being honest about it. “And you sure as hell aren’t leaving after punching your dad in the balls. No matter how funny it was.”

The both of them looked at you, smirking when finding you on the tiled floor. Reassuring a few dad’s that knew you from Highschool, coming up ask if you were okay. With you casually telling them that Sasha sacked you, which only earned a laugh in response before they carried on with their night.

“But you this fear you have isn’t going to be there the entire time,” Maddy reassured in her usual sweet motherly voice that made Sasha melt. “If anything, it makes you strive to do better than most. So, with us being here and Jasmine being here only gives you more of a reason to go out onto that court and make sure everyone knows this is what you’ve been training for.”

Sasha had held her breath during the entire speech her mother had just given her. Unable to restrain the large giddy smile that formed on her lips, arms shooting around her mothers neck and pulling her into a tight squeeze that was borderline suffocation. But Maddy didn’t mind, instead, she smiled and wrapped her arms around Sasha and kissed her cheek.

“Go out there and make me and your dad proud,” you muttered. “As well as Jasmine.”

“Mom.”

“Ok, ok,” Maddy laughed. “I’ll stop. But you’ve got this. No reason to be anxious. This is like any other game you’ve played, all right? Everyone knows you’ll do your absolute best.”

The girl smiled and nodded, beginning to walk away just in time with you finally getting to your feet. Hissing at the pain at the apex between your thighs. Mind focused on the pain you hadn’t even acknowledged the soft peck on the cheek you received from your daughter.

“Love you, Dad.”

“Love you too, sweetheart.” You leaned forward, hands resting on your knees, letting out slow and soothing breaths to try and ease the pain.

A soft pat on your back belonged to your wife, who found your distress far more amusing than humanly possible. Sometimes, you could mistaken the beautiful and enticing woman for a demon waiting eagerly to see you in immense pain.

“If I knew she punched that hard,” you groaned, “I would’ve set her up for boxing classes.”

“I’ll tell you what,” Maddy chuckled. “If you’re feeling a better by the time we get home, than you can call in sick tomorrow.”

The innuendo wasn’t hard to decipher and left you feeling a second wave of energy shoot through you. Standing up and straightening your posture with an arm wrapping tightly around her waist. Maddy only grinning at the feeling of your hand tensing around her hip as the two of you walked into the gym, showcasing the tiniest amount of affection.

“I mean, we could do it how we used to back in the good ol’ days.” You grinned. “You remember? Sneak out of class, find one another in the janitor’s closet-” You lowered your lips to her ear, teeth nipping at the shell. “-where I would fuck you stupid.”

Maddy brought her bottom lip into her mouth, hiding the grin that wanted to form as the both of you passed the fellow parents of Sasha’s teammates. Having noticed the hungry gazes they held for her husband, and she was more than willing to show them that you were off limits. Even if her methods may seem a bit inappropriate during this certain setting.

Seating yourselves on the benches with other’s, she did the classic move she knew had always worked on you, and that was to sit on your thigh. Pretty normal, but you knew exactly how possessive Maddy got when it came to you, and she wasn’t new to the constant flirty gazes the other parents sent your way or the hushed words they shared with one another about you.

So, when Maddy met Cassie’s eyes that had been boring into you for the past 2 minutes, she rocked her hips forward. And on instinct, you grabbed ahold of Maddy’s hips to stop her, but kept a hand high on one of her thighs. Showing the fearlessness you had when it came to giving your wife the pleasure she undoubtably deserved.

It seemed to work as Cassie looked away, finally paying attention to whatever Nate had been talking about. But one pair of eyes that had seen the whole thing and felt her cheeks heat up was Sasha, letting out a groan of disgust. “I’m sleeping with my headphones on tonight.”

Her eyes flickered away from her parents and landed on Lexi. She smiled, but felt her legs get a bit wobbly at the sight of Jasmine wearing an eager grin. In a brief moment of confidence, Sasha gave a wave and was returned with one by the enchanting girl who always helped her with her homework.

There was a brief section in time when warm up’s started with both Sasha’s team and the opposing team doing mini drills that they do during practice. The entire time, you watched with a keen eye, ready to tell her the tiniest of mistakes she may make and keep in mind when the game starts.

But what you hadn’t expected was Sasha’s coach to come up the bleachers and greet you. It wasn’t anything new though, the man had been your coach when you had been in school and you were sure this was his final year before retirement. “Y/n!” He exclaimed. “Can I ask a huge favor from you? It’s ok if you say no.”

“What’s up, coach?” You smiled, patting Maddy’s thigh to motion her to sit beside you, which reluctantly did, still feeling like women would be staring at you the entire time.

The old man propped his foot up onto the bleachers you sat on and sighed with a clip board in hand. “I’m going to be honest,” he started. “I don’t think I can coach tonight. I have this massive migraine and my back is killing me.”

“If you’re asking me to coach the team for this game, than I am already on board.” You, understandably, had been wanting to coach Sasha’s team since she turned 13. From what you had learned from your daughter’s nightly rants, the team needed a fresh pair of hands and mind to slip up into top shape. But you had decided to stay away simply because of the fact that you didn’t want to try and force yourself even more into Sasha’s basketball life than you already were. But tonight, the championship game, you were more than keen to take this offer up.

The coach let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Y/n. You do not know how much this means to me.”

After bidding a few short goodbye’s, you had made you way down the court. Sitting down at the chair’s where the East Highland’s water bottles rested. Already tracing out plays onto the papers attached to the clipboard. Even when the buzzer went off, alerting that warm up’s were done and that the game would be starting soon, you continued to draw.

The girl huddled in around you, none speaking out about the sudden change in coaches, especially your daughter. If anything, she was more reassured as she was sure her coach would have a heart attack sooner or later.

Clapping the pen against the clipboard, you sighed and looked up at all the teenagers. “All right, this is going to be an easy game, you guys just don’t realize it,” you began. “When we win the tip off, I want Ash to move and post up at the top of the key. Sasha, if you can’t get it to her, then I expect a nice screen from you, Ashley. That’s an easy lay up. If that fails, dish it out to one of the corners, but then I want you guys to pull your defenders away from the net.”

Most seemed hesitant on the idea, besides Sasha, which gave you the insight needed to realize that most of these girls weren’t used to a D1 player coaching them these types of plays. And to be fair, this wasn’t even that complicated.

“Listen, you all might be nervous, but trust me I will get you guys this win.” You stood to your feet. “Trust in me. Trust that I won’t let any shitty call the ref makes pass without me nearly tearing the guys head off, alright? I’m here for all of you and I’m going to stand by you all.”

Something in the air changed. Whatever hesitance that had been stirring in their bones or their nerves that been flaring since they stepped into this gym, had suddenly disappeared. So, with this new found state of extreme confidence, you placed your hand in the center of the small huddle.

“Highland on three,” you said. “One, two, three-!”

“Highland!” They all cheered before they made their way onto the court.

“Call your checks girls!” You told them. “I don’t want to see any of these fuckers open by the time we get the ball!”

Your use of vulgar language had earned a few harsh looks from the opposing teams parents, making you raise a hand in a sign of saying ‘sorry’. But if anyone knew you, they knew that you meant every word you said when it came to this sport. Especially now with you stepping up to the plate of coaching these girls. There was just as much weight on your shoulders as theirs.

As expected, when tip off happened, Ashley had managed to win it, knocking the ball back to Sasha, who slowly dribbled it up the court. You yelling out the reminder of the play, and they quickly set up. Just as you had explained it, Ashley couldn’t get the ball, so she set a screen against the girl guarding Sasha. In response, Sasha faked going left before blowing by to the side and made an easy layup.

“That’s what I am talking about, girls!” You yelled. “Keep that shit up!”

Each possession seemed to improve one after the other. Despite Sasha being a bit rusty at the start, she slowly started heating up. You could only compare her speed, dribble moves, and mind games to something like a magician. The girls also seemed to be feeding off that same energy because Ashley was bodying everyone in the paint, getting rebounds and putting it back up, with Lillian who was the power forward was frequently ready for the ball and she was knocking down her shots.

But on one specific possession, Kelly, the shooting guard, had started to drive in the net. Mid air, one of the opposing players had practically tackled her out of the air, and the impact of Kelly’s body hitting the floor made you wince. “Keep that same energy, bitch!” The girl had yelled at Kelly, who rolled onto her stomach, fist slamming against the court.

It took only a moment later before the whistle was blown and you were rushing onto the court, pointing at the other teams coach then the girl responsible for the attack. “Get this little shit off the court!” You yelled. “Sasha, check if Kelly is okay!”

Most of the girl huddled around Kelly, ready to help the girl, who was sobbing in pain on the ground. Whilst you were walking towards the ref who announced it to be a foul.

“Are you serious?” You exclaimed. “Did you not see what the girl did? She fucking close lined my player!”

“Hey, watch what you say about my daughter, asshole!” A voice yelled from the bleachers.

“What the fuck are you going to do about it, huh?” You questioned. “Teach your kid how to play ball! This ain’t wrestling, playboy!”

Before anything more could be exchanged, Sasha was quick to start pushing you towards the bench and sitting you down beside Kelly. Your anger stirred, but was overcome by worry as you were quick to start aiding the girl with an icepack. Muttering soft words with the girls parents coming over to see if she was okay.

“Sasha, c’mere.” The girl did as told, jogging over and leaning down slightly as you glanced over your shoulder momentarily at the rest of the players. Wiping the sweat from caramel skin and sighed. “No bars. Beat these kids asses. Get in their heads. Shut their shit down and give them no reason to stay.”

Sasha couldn’t help the smirk that formed on her lips, patting your back before making her way back onto the court. Adjusting the hem of her shorts as she waited for the ball to be inbounded. When it was, Sasha slowly strolled up the court. But just as she made it past the logo, she pulled up and shot the ball. Effortlessly, it swished and the crowd blew up in cheers. But she simply grinned, shrugging at the other team.

“Y’all ain’t shit!” She yelled. “You all are just a bunch of pussy ass bitches! This is my house! You on my turf now, motherfucker!”

This energy carried out through the game with Sasha making the occasional comments that would be far more vulgar than anything you had said tonight so far. Dribbling the ball with so much precision that you were left confused when she somehow blew past the defenders. She even used the move when you both had been at the gym.

After one of the shots, she got in her defenders face and nodded, grinning wickedly. But her words were drowned out by the crowd cheering in pure excitement. Although, you knew it must’ve been good considering the other player shoved her back, ready to start fighting, but the players from both teams were quick to stop any scuffle from happening.

There had even been a few times where you had been yelling at the other teams coach, and when Sasha immediately broke her defender’s ankles, you turned to coach and pointed at your daughter. “That’s my kid and she’s making your entire team look like a shit show!”

Maddy had even nearly got into a fight with a parent for saying some shit about Sasha. Which had ended up with Maddy being escorted out of the gym to wait outside. Everyone truly seeing the display the love you two had for your daughter and this team as a whole.

And it felt like minutes later that the buzzer went off, signaling the game was over. You hadn’t even been paying attention to score to realize that, because of Sasha, you guys had been 20 points ahead. An easy win that you had easily predicted. Allowing yourself to enjoy the win by giving the girl’s the trophy and letting them take pictures with you deciding to wait outside the gym with your wife.

When Sasha inevitably emerged from the locker room, you were engulfed in a hug. “Thank you so much!”

“Don’t thank me,” you said. “You should be thanking your team. You made them seem worse then they actually were, sweetheart.”

“They only did good because of you.” Sasha shrugged. “Ever consider becoming a coach full time?” You let out a soft laugh and gave a shrug in response.

Before the conversation could proceed any further, Maddy spotted Lexi and Jasmine emerging from the gym. “How about you spend the night at your girlfriends place?”

The comment made Sasha blush, ready to retort, but you cut in. “I wouldn’t even be surprised if she asked you out,” you commented. “She’d been giving you heart eyes the entire game.”

“We’ll swing by later and drop off some clothes,” Maddy added. “Give you two some alone time.”

Sasha gave up at that point as she watched the both of you turn away, hand in hand. “I love you!” She called out.

“We love you too, sweetheart!” Maddy said.

“And good job tonight!” You added over your shoulder. “You deserved this win!”

As weird, spontaneous, and downright gross you two could be, she loved you two more than anything in the world. Her life would be a boredom if she didn’t have you two, the best parents in the world.

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This really made me think. I hope you are enlightened by this as I was at this point of a hard day.

Awsome Conversation between God And a Man. Read it and don’t forget to share it with your friends.

Man: God, can I ask You a question?

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God: Sure

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Man: Promise You won’t get mad …

😒

God: I promise

😌

Man: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?

😒

God: What do u mean?

😒

Man: Well, I woke up late

😳

God: Yes

😒

Man: My car took forever to start

😳

God: Okay

😒

Man: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait

😳

God: Huummm

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Man: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call

😁

God: All right

😒

Man: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn’t work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?

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God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that

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Man (humbled): OH

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GOD: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.

😊

Man: (ashamed)

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God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.

😊

Man (embarrassed): Okay

😒

God: Your phone went dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered.

😊

Man (softly): I see God

😒

God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.

😀

Man: I’m Sorry God

👏

God: Don’t be sorry, just learn to Trust Me…. in All things , the Good & the bad.

♨💥

Man: I will trust You.

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God: And don’t doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.

♨💥

Man: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.

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God: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children…

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REPOST if you believe in GOD

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Why Do we feel sleepy in Prayer,

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But stay awake through a 3 hour movie?

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Why are we so bored when we look at the HOLY BOOK,

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But find it easy to read other books?

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Why is it so easy to ignore a msg about God,

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Yet we forward the nasty ones?

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Why are Prayers getting smaller,

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But bars and clubs are expanding?

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Why is it so easy to worship a celebrity,

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But very difficult to engage with God?

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Think about it, are you going to forward this?

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Are you going to ignore it, cause you think you will get laughed at?

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Forward this to all your friends.

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80% of you won't forward this.

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When one door closes , God opens two : If God has opened doors for you,

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send this message to everyone

including me....

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