#AND probably today at the gym we'll run again

[bruhnze]

After the game baby - part 1

This is Part 1, here is Part 2.

Summary: Lucy Bronze and Ona batlle are in love. They are having a great time but then Lucy doesnt think Ona is competetive enough and thinks of a way to fix that.

(Warning: first thing i wrote ever, was inspired by the other people that write these fics, note: english is not my first language. Feel free to correct/feedback me!)

Minors dni

After the game baby - part 1/4 (18+, smut)

It was matchday -2.

After training they had another meeting off analysing. Jonatan was a bit more serious than usually. Lucy and Ona chose to not sit next too eachother, wanting to focus on the information that was coming.

Jonatan said that theyd had seen a significant difference between morning games and the usual night time games. This next game would be played at 10am, "so," said Jona in spanish, "i need you all, to just go to bed early today and tomorrow, we can take them easeally, but we want a lot off goals, the goal is atleast 10 goals." "So we cant have sleepy heads on the field"

Everyone in the boarding room laughed, the staff because it was usual for them, always having to start early to put everything up for the players, before theyd arrive for training. The players more so laughed at eachother, at Lucy and a few other players who were known for not being morning persons at all.

The meeting was ended and the players went further with their individual sceduals. Mapi and a few otherz went to the weight room, "u coming too Bronzey?" Mapi aked.

"Nah sorry, i have to meet up with physio, probably will go after that for a bit" anwsered Lucy

"Ofcourse you will" laughed Patri who came from behind and pushed Mapi in the direction off the gym "we'll be long gone then, we dont live in there" "unlike some" Mapi laughed with her.

Lucy shook her head , then felt a shoulder against her own "hey" said Ona.

"Hi baby"

"I have physio too, theyre gonna massage my neck, i swear all these headers made my neck 55years older"

"Aw, i know Ona" said Lucy whilst grabbing Ona's neck and kneeding it with her fingers.

Ona relaxed into the touch and whimpered.

Lucy smirked, Ona shouldve known the images running trough her mind right now.

Walking to the physios office on the other side of the facility, Lucy had recollected herself again. They ended the conversation they were having, needing to go to different physios. "Okay ill see you at home again then" said Ona, "then ill take the dogs out, cause ill be home earlier" Lucy nodded and went in to give Ona a quick kiss. They broke their kiss and Ona said "dont stay out in that gym too long Luce, the dogs and I dont want to wait 3,5 hours again!" The last bit came out half jokingly but Lucy knew it was true, she just lost track of time when she was exercizing. Lucy went in for one more kiss and said "i'll wont make it too late, you heard Jonas, we have to get to bed early" Ona pushed Lucy away knowing Lucy wasnt gonna stop with her stupid flirty jokes if she laughed to much about them and went to her physio.

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Matchday -1

They had trained today at the same time the match would be tomorrow. Lucy had been actually pretty allright, Ona and her were kind off tired last night, so after they'd eaten and watched a movie, Ona had gotten into bed. Whilest Lucy went on one more quick stroll with the dogs. The supposed quick walk had became a walk of 65 minutes eventually so when she came back she just brushed her teeth and quietly stepped in to bed with an allready sleeping Ona.

Now it was noon, the team ate togheter after their morning training. After the late lunch, the team were allowed to go home for their siesta time, only a few players that needed some injury therapy stayed at the training ground.

Lucy and Ona drove home, or at least to Lucys appartement, but they were basicly living together. Coco and Narla loved being home alone togheter, as Lucy could see them cuddled up togheter true her doggy cam on her phone. And her appartement was a little bigger and closer to the training ground aswell.

Ona put her hand on Lucy's thigh, Lucy smiled and put hers on Ona's thigh. "I love you" ona smiled " i love you too".

They pulled in to the parking garage.

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(To be continued)

(First post, and first time writing anything, also sorry for my poor english, its not my first language)

[bigwishes]

hi! I just found your blog recently. he's amazing! I love the topic of desires and what they can turn into :) Can I ask for one wish too? I am a 24-year-old Slavic guy with an ordinary build who has just graduated from a medical university. I've always dreamed of working in traumatology, but unfortunately, I'm not strong enough to move injured patients or perform operations that require strength and endurance. Could you make me more suitable for such a profession?

that is definitely a noble wish indeed. Wishing for strength and muscle not for vanity or but to help others, truly inspiring. I like to think I help others myself, giving them what they both ask for and need, even if it isn't exactly what they want. So I think I'll help you out too.

You said you had an ordinary build? well I think its time we push that to more of an extraordinary build. That means packing some meat on your bones bro. Don't worry nothing too ridiculous (unfortunately) but you'll find yourself headed into the gym after each shift, on your days off and hell you'll probably be doing push ups and sit ups in your break times too, we gotta make sure your body stays in tip top condition for work.

Looking good, but we can do better and by better I of course mean bigger. Again we need to keep your mobility in mind but I also want you to be able to lift up any patient on your own. Ive also done a quick change to your work place uniform policy, you are nolonger required to have your shirt buttoned all the way up and that's just so you don't get written up. Your pecs are gonna make sure the top buttons on your shirt can't close, and don't try to force it I'd hate for a button to fly off and hit someone in the eye.

there you go, bulging biceps and pecs to handle anything your work throws your way, but I think it's time for one final change. You made this wish to dedicate yourself to helping people and I think we'll ad an insurance policy to make sure you don't run off to make money with your body, or get too distracted having as much sex as possible.

You might feel a butterfly sensation in your pelvis but don't worry about that it's just the magic shrinking your dick all the way down, not much bigger than a one inch hard on I'd say. That should keep you from getting too horny and will definitely keep you from fucking every nurse on your floor, but what about them fucking you? hmm all that muscle did give you an ass that fills out those pants. Well to solve that I think we might add some more muscle there, make it as tight as possible, so tight a guy wouldn't be able to get his dick in there even if he had the jaws of life trying to pry it open.

And we're all done with your own operation today bro, the perfectly muscled body to comfort and lift any patient and do anything your job demands effortlessly, and as a bonus the forced sexless lifestyle to go with it to make sure your selfless wish stays that way and you remain dedicated to your job 24/7. enjoy.

[redflagsandbanners]

#Ronancetober _ Day 3

"This happened then. You -"

"Robin -"

"I mean, listen -"

"Robin, I swear -"

"You're not so different from a wet cat -"

"I will murder you, Buckley, this is it for - Stop laughing, for the love of God!"

Robin bends in half, clutching at her stomach, and it is so very awful of her to be mocking her best friend where she is dripping a little pool of water on the bathroom tiles. Something about the car dying in the middle of the stupid road, something about missing first period, something about getting caught in the storm and something about -

"This is not funny!"

"You kept walking, why did you keep walking?!"

"Shut up. Shut up, shut up, Buckley, my god -"

She tries to swallow down the giggles, she tries to focus on pity and stop laughing at the sight of Nancy Wheeler scowling at the mirror over the sinks while standing defeated. Hair dripping, jacket thrown on the counter (also dripping), sweater clinging on her torso like a foot towel in front of a bathtub, pants and boots squeaking with each shift of her.

"You're gonna get sick, man".

"Well, what the fuck am I supposed to do?"

"Want me to call Steve come get you home to change?"

"As if he'll let me sit on his car like this".

"If he wants to live another day, he shall do so".

Nancy stills, meeting Robin's eyes through the mirror. Sighs a deep, depressed sound, and runs a hand through the wet curls of her hair. Her hand comes back just as wet and by now, she is starting to shudder, rough chills snapping through her spine.

"I'm gonna get sick, man", Nancy repeats and Robin chuckles, going to lean on the counter next to her.

Something bright is glimmering in the deep blue eyes. Nancy glares at the lazy smirk.

"What, what, what is it?"

"I may have a solution".

Dread. This is what Nancy feels when her best friend smirks like this. Her heart is pounding by now and she cannot - she cannot take her eyes away from the glimmer in Robin's eyes. The next shudder has nothing to do with the cold and she - she thinks of Pennhurst, suddenly. Of bad ideas. Of them sticking together through them.

"What?"

"So tonight was supposed to be the very first football game of the semester but it is raining so, naturally, it got canceled -"

"Nope".

"- meaning my band uniform -"

"No, no. I'll be fine".

"- it ain't gonna be used by anyone today".

"I'm alright, really".

"You're already sniffing, Wheeler".

She groans, an even deeper sound, letting her head hang and letting her soul leave her body, so only a casket of useless bones is left behind.

"Fuck me", she mumbles and Robin chuckles again, the smirk spreading into an excited grin.

"Do I bring it over?"

"If I see you carrying the hat, I will kill you".

"Yes, ma'am", Robin bounces off of the counter and goddamn races out of the bathroom to her locker.

Nancy hangs her head again. Closes her eyes and fights to keep from shuddering even more. Everything needs to go; sweater and undershirt and underwear, pants and socks and boots. A towel is needed. A cup of tea with an obnoxious amount of honey, is needed too. She keeps sniffing and she keeps feels a scratch at the back of her throat and goddamn, goddamn -

The bathroom door slams open. And, suddenly, Robin looks incredibly nervous. Folded green and white clothes are held close to her chest; white shoes held by two fingers. A gym towel is on the girl's shoulder.

Nancy could kiss her right now.

"Listen, calling Steve is probably a better idea anyway. I mean there isn't a lot for you in this school to get you warm right now. You probably need a warm shower or something - "

"Robin. These are enough. Thank you".

"Sure. Sure thing. Here, the towel is clean and everything. Do you want me to go? I can find you a plastic bag for the wet clothes -"

"No, I'll only take a minute. Hold on, we'll go together".

"Sure, sure..." - Robin is fidgety. Why is she fidgety? - "...I'll be right here".

From the stall, Nancy can hear her pacing across the length of the room. It is not like this is the first time they exchange clothes for Robin to be this nervous, but Nancy guesses the uniform is another territory.

It doesn't feel much different than the rest of Robin's clothes. The green pants are incredibly soft against her legs and they're long. She has practiced the way of folding them over around her ankles. Socks and shoes slightly bigger than her own. Shirt brushing thick over her chest, big enough to hide the fact she won't be wearing a bra for the rest of the day.

It smells like cotton and like Robin. It takes her a moment to get the buttons lined up. It takes her another moment to slip the jacket over without messing the decorating pins and chains hanging from the pockets. She sighs in relief as it hangs from her shoulders, buggy and warm and so so comforting. Her fingertips curl around the edges of the sleeves, tugging it in loose fists and, god, it feels like sleeping in Robin's bed.

"Nance, you good in there?"

She has closed her eyes. She has nuzzled her face in the soft collar, breathing in the girl's scent.

Her voice is hoarse. "Yeah. I'm coming out".

On the other side of the door, Robin snorts a laughing sound. "Been waiting for that for a while", she teases and, despite not being able to see her, Nancy rolls her eyes with a smirk of her own.

Robin leans against the wall in front of the stalls, and, even when the girl's motionless weight is supported by the bricks, at the sight of Nancy stepping out of the stall has her stumbling.

Knees wavering and jaw dropping open and cheeks flushing bright red and a strangled sound escaping her throat. At the reaction, Nancy lifts both eyebrows.

"You good?"

"No".

Nancy smirks. "Some drool on the side of her mouth, Buckley".

"I'm... Listen. Listen, Wheeler, you - you know you're a gorgeous being of a girl. You know it and this - you look even better in my... I mean -"

Nancy's eyebrows are up to her hairline by now. She is blushing just as much but - but refuses to look away from Robin pressing further against the wall. Clearly affected by what she is seeing. Clearly nervous about it. Clearly unable to hide the emotions from her face.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Nance, I'll - I'll go. I'll go, I don't want you to feel, like, uncomfortable or - or - or, like -"

"Hey, no..." - Nancy frowns and comes closer to press a hand on Robin's arm. The girl jolts at the touch, wide eyes snapping down to find Nancy's own.

"You'd never make me feel uncomfortable".

Robin gulps but doesn't nod. At finding her so overwhelmed, both wonder and fear in her gaze, Nancy feels her chest both tight and loosen.

She jumps forward, wrapping her best friend in the tightest of hugs. Immediately, both arms fly around her too, embracing her right back, and when standing this close, Nancy feels the relief leaking through the girl's shoulders and chasing away the fear.

Against her skin, the uniform rubs comfortingly stiff. Warm. Nancy shudders, heart pounding so fast she is sure Robin can feel it.

On Robin's denim jacket, Nancy whispers, "You like me".

Both arms tighten when Robin starts to tremble.

"You're my best friend".

"But you... you like like me".

"I'm - I'm - Nance, I - "

Nancy presses harder against her shoulder, closes her eyes tight as her heart threatens to jump out of her mouth. "Can I kiss you?"

"Nancy, I - I'm - I don't want this to just be - be, like, just a moment. I don't..." - when Nancy pulls back to look up at her, Robin's breaths catch at her throat - "...I want this to - to be a full thing".

Nancy cannot stop looking at her lips. "Really?"

"I - I - I mean..."

"I want that too. The full thing. Everything. I want it too, Robin".

"You - Really?"

Nancy smiles up at her. Robin exhales a long, overwhelmed blow of air, some tension slacking out of her.

"So... can I kiss you?"

"You can kiss me".

Robin sucks in another breath, nervously licks her lips, and the sight is enough to have Nancy's knees ducking in longing.

When Robin reaches over, smoothing out the collar of the green jacket, her hand is trembling and another blush is raising to her cheeks. Fingers curl softly around the edge of the stiff fabric, tugging Nancy just a bit closer.

They both gulp.

[f1-disaster-bi]

More 911 inspired au because my insomnia is back ten-fold:

"And where do you think you're going?"

Lando sighed and dropped the pen in his hand as he looked at Linda, the nurse he had become all too familiar with because of his frequent trips to the ER.

"Do you think I could make a run for it?", Lando whispered as he looked at her, sliding his discharge papers closer fo her.

"With that ankle? Fat chance", Linda snorted, taking the discharge papers before looking over his should, "Might want to grab him, Gasly. He's about to try hobble away"

"Of course he is", Pierre gave Lando a look. Not just any look but The Look. It was the one he gave Felix when the five year old was being particularly stubborn about something and it made Lando duck his head as an arm wrapped around his waist, "I've got him, Linda. He isn't going anywhere but home with me"

"Good. Keep an eye on that ankle, and his head. He discharged himself with a slight concusion", Linda rolled her eyes and Lando gave her a little glare but she didn't flinch, "Don't give me that look Norris, and stay out of my ER. I'm sick of seeing your face"

That got a laugh out of Lando because he got it. He was sick of being here, too. It just seemed as if he had run out of luck lately. Today it was a slight concussion and bad sprain. Last time it was an allergic reaction to a new spice Sebastian had used when cooking lunch for the firehouse. Few days before that it was a spider bite.

Next, with his luck, he was probably going to get struck by lightening.

"Were you really leaving alone?", Pierre pressed a kiss to the side of his head and drew Lando out of his thoughts, "I told you I'd come get you"

Lando just shrugged and leaned into his boyfriends side for a moment. He had hadn't slept at all when they had kept him in last night for observation, and he'd been most of the way through a twenty-four hour shift before the accident. Honestly, when they'd tried to keep him in for another night, Lando had signed himself out against medical advice because he wanted his own bed.

"Felix had the science fair today. Didn't want to take away his Papa", Lando muttered, looking up at Pierre who just kissed his head again.

"It got moved to next week, babe. The gym flood during the storm over the weekend. So you're coming home with me, and we'll go pick up Fee after school", Pierre smiled as he reached for the crutches the hospital had given Lando as they untangled themselves "If you behave, and let me check you out when we get home, we can take him for ice cream"

Lando took the crutches and rolled his eyes at the way Pierre hovered as if this was Lando’s first rodeo with crutches (it was his seventh this year thank you very much).

"I always behave", he scoffed.

"You literally just discharged yourself against medical advice with a concussion. Is that what you call behaving?"

[acatinafancyhat]

Watched Chess Netherlands today because... well, I can 🙃 It was surprisingly not all horrible. Definitely flawed and problematic but it had some parts I really liked! Of course I had lots of thoughts again so here is me venting them. 99% sure no one else cares about Dutch Chess but what the hell, tumblr is for screaming into the void right? ✨️

Act I

- You can instantly tell this is a Dutch production because the championships take place in what looks like a school gym. I mean we do our rubiks cube tournaments there. Is fine for chess, no?

- Explaining chess to the audience bc that's what the show is really missing

- Many Svenska Vibes

- Anatoly with an i is the most Dutch Soviet Russian i've ever met. Just, no nonsense. 'go take care of my children woman.' Calling each other names is how we show affection <3

- I will say the boys (Anatoli's kids) playing chess during the opening is a nice touch

- Story of Chess also has very to the point lyrics. "chess requires reticence so u don't kill each other" see now this actually sets up the show real well :)

- Awkward humor no one laughs at ✅️

- Anatoli's kind of a downer

- Freddie's sort of charming but his relationship with Florence is gonna be garbage i can tell

- strike 1: ableism

- (honestly he just reminds me of every Dutch white guy on tv)

- strike 2: assault

- Florence is already so done with his shit good for her

- also "with me there, he is brilliant" tru tru

- Singing Nobody's Side while random people have a lil party behind her?

- oh it's an excuse for karaoke ONIB

-Are they really gonna do the whole song though do we really need that

-lol Freddie pushes karaoke guy off stage so he can finish the song. honey this is a little early in the show to be getting this drunk what are you doing she hasn't even left you yet

- Arbiter leads morning exercise... ok well why not

- No dancing during the chess game. It's cool we can just watch two guys play chess from a distance for a couple minutes. Fun times.

- Freddie sticks his gum under the table real subtle like he hasn't got multiple cameras pointed at him right now

- Actually on second thought i think the chess game might be better without the dancing. Characters are doing interesting things. The contrast between Anatoli sitting stiffly at the table while Freddie is prancing around fistfighting the cameras is Most Amusing :)

- Did he just try to make Anatoli's move for him omg 🤣

- Freddie @ arbiter "uh it might be time u keep things under control around here" and off he runs HE'S SUCH A LITTLE SHIT ngl i kinda love him here

- However Florence's defense of him just seems completely unreasonable considering toli literally just. sat there. the whole time.

- Anatolyi gets the 'i'm ridiculous' monologue like in Svenska

- 'Hey my people killed your people oops now let me sing a song in the language you probably don't remember and it's somehow romantic and not creepy or overstepping any boundaries at all :)'

- Running away from Molokov in a shittier version of Svenska. Meh. But again they are aware of the lack of embassies in and around Merano which I do appreciate bc i'm pedantic like that

- Freddie: hey what's she doing with that Russian

Freddie: hmmm idk

Freddie: they're definitely talking abt me tho 🤨

- Flo & toli have a healthy conversation about the fact that he just left his kids behind i support that!!

- However this timing/setting for Anthem sucks. He's just singing it to Florence. And it's literally about how he misses his family? Weak. This needs to be an epic declaration of love for his homeland to all the world not whining to your girlfriend. Ugh can't believe they fucking ruined Anthem!

- So far all of this strikes me as discount Svenska but without the investment in Flonatoly and the only thing it's really got going for it is a handful of good lines BUT we'll see about act 2...

Act II

- Why the fuck would you start your second act with Merchandisers?

- Nice audience interaction though, it doesn't completely not work

- But following it up with Heaven Help My Heart is hmmmmmm really not ideal pacing-wise.

- Freddie's woman verse is even more cringe in Dutch i can't accurately translate it but it's so..... yikes..... The word he uses instead of "woman" ("popje") literally means "little doll/puppet" (but with slightly different connotations). It's sometimes used as a term of endearment but in this scene it is very much derogatory and ew.

- "here I stand wondering / if I ever knew you / have I ever really known who you are?" I like this translation!

- Pity the Child pulls no punches (does it ever?) He's so pathetic, he's such an asshole, and as a teacher I weirdly feel this one (at one point he talks about how no one ever noticed him at school either and just... oof don't get me started). Also the desperate rapid-fire chess game he plays against himself in the musical break and during the final verse--that needs to be in more versions holy fuck go watch this bit it's GOOD!!

- The Deal but without a political angle. Fascinating.

- No

- no. no no no i hate this i hate this Freddie wouldn't sacrifice his game not even for Florence NO. CANCELED.

- Interestingly instead of honey/parner, Freddie uses the same word as in the woman verse when he's talking to Florence during The Deal but this time it's the endearment variant. That's a little bit problematic.

- Molokov's plan is still to bring Flo and Sveta together even though Anatoli is now supposed to win 🤷‍♂️

- Anatoli casually downs several shots of liquor (vodka?) during Soviet Machine. not sure this will help him win the game but at least he sleeps through Russian Guy screaming that final whoooooooo high note in his ear

- Florence tests Freddie's chair... demands they bring a different one... is she still working for him? idk. I'm guessing it's meant to be sweet but it just looks silly to me idk

- Fuck reverse I Know Him So Well honestly. "he wants me / no he wants me" boo fucking hoo. You two deserve each other.

- Oh! Oh! Talking Chess, yay! 😁

- Gosh this is actually really cute?!? Freddie literally just came to discuss this random chess gambit he came across and thought was interesting? Nothing even to do with their current game just 'hey found this thing i thought you might like and i like and can we be friends now i really like chess 😶'

- Unlike in Svenska and RAH, I actually don't know for sure who is going to win this game. They do a good job of making this really about chess in the end. I like it.

- Freddie reminding toli it's about chess even during their match now that is the freddie i came to see!

- He calmly sips his water as Sveta and Florence are physically removed from the premises

- It is Quite Unfortunate that this production hates women...

- Really they seem to only be here to get in the men's way. Ugh.

- I don't support any of the relationships except Freddie and Toli being pen pals and playing long distance chess for the rest of their lives.

- Ending feels a little OOC but still nice to see some healthy Freddie & Flo interaction for once 😌

tldr; not the worst production out there, worth watching if you've already seen Svenska and don't mind Freddie being the most likeable character. (okay likeable is not the right word he sucks but, you know. He reminds me of RAH Freddie but slightly more yike.) PTC and Talking Chess are highlights!

[dausy]

My copic crate came in. My plan was to open it for christmas because I wanted the surprise of it. Little kid me would have been happy with it. I think it was fine.

otherwise, I'm procrastinating putting my Christmas stuff away. One of my decorations already fell off the wall so might as well. This time of the year is my least favorite. Winter post christmas is so drab and depressing. My husband does turn 40 in January and I feel weird saying I'm old enough to be married to a 40 year old, but here we are. My little sister just turned 30 also and thats even stranger.

The tree in my backyard finally lost all of its leaves and I dont feel like raking it all up. I'm overdue for some laundry and dishes too.

I had to take my dog back to the vet for a follow up appointment. She finished antibiotics for a UTI right before christmas and her urine was super bloody today at the doctors. It wasn't bloody the last time. They said they'd do another urinalysis and if it comes back bad we'll do a culture...I was like "just please send the culture off now". So no abx until that comes back. On the bright side this is the nicest (as in they're friendly) vet office I've been to here. However, his place is friggen expensive for them not being able to do an onsite UA and for that I miss my old vet in Georgia. I did treat Edie with a pupcup afterwards. I then had to run to the post office and send some more stuff out to my husband overseas.

He sounded like he actually had a decent Christmas himself. He did a 3 day trip to rome with a buddy and they said it was awesome. So that was really nice and a relief.

My workplace is a bit a shitshow. I spent all week training a new girl and my other girls got their ACLS so now they can do conscious sedation so I had to train them on that too. Since I'm the only person who can train people, I'm there everyday all day and I'm..tired. Theres another new girl starting on tuesday and I guess I'll train her too. I just really want some free time to go back to the gym.

I also have to pay over $1000 for our insurances renewing and now I'm looking at tax season and wondering where I put my POA so I can even file taxes and has that POA even expired yet..?

2024 is going to be wild I think. My husband is starting the retirement process when he gets back here in another 4-5 months. We'll probably be looking at moving again at the end of the year. We're going to be stressed out figuring out what to do with ourselves. Also its the lion kings 30th anniversary so I guess I'll just continue working so I can pay for merch I dont need.

just rambling...

[tavarillasgalen]

some wins today:

made it to the gym, did my quad-focused leg day + abs. felt cute. had on the COMFIEST leggings, top, shoes, it was great. (yesterday, i was able to grab a bench for chest & shoulders! that never happens!). had a lime & blackberry energy drink that my personal trainer turned me on to, and it was delicious, as always.

my horse had her farrier appt. she was a sleepy girl throughout the whole thing. i turned her out and she didn't want to run, she just wanted to nap, it was so cute.

had a protein pizza (the quest brand). and normally pizza makes me sad, because it's one of my favorite foods (basic, i know), but... i can never, ever keep it down. so, whenever i have pizza, i know i'm always immediately going to regret it. but with this brand, that isn't the case. i think it's because it has over 100% of your daily recommended fiber intake (in addition to like, almost all your daily protein, i think?). so all that fiber probably keeps my body from rejecting it. which we love! plus, protein = gains.

i did the basic adult things, like laundry and grocery shopping, but they always make me feel so much better.

did some shopping for holiday decor and decorated my room. i got some of it over 50% off, so i spent less than i was budgeting for!

did some moodboard manifesting for 2024.

did some job hunting for a side-hustle/another job, and was astounded to find some options that pay either a little more or over twice as much as i currently get paid, that i meet all the qualifications for. so i applied, and we'll see what happens.

looked into modeling/acting again and options for dipping my toes back into those waters.

my skin seems to be clearing up!

i hit 300 days on my Duolingo streak!

had kind of a breakthrough moment with my mental health, thanks to a reddit post i saw. and listen, i'm someone who is good at not letting my emotions get in the way of my doing things (now, anyway, i didn't used to be.) but because i'm bipolar, i do really struggle with just... how INTENSE they are. like, if something makes me mad, i feel like i'm fuming the entire rest of the day, and yes, i can hide it and act like i'm fine, but internally, i'm not, lol. but the post was basically like, do you control your emotions or do they control you, but worded much better than that, and in a way that made me be like, you know, i don't HAVE to be mad right now, i can CHOOSE to focus on changing my thought patterns, and while there's no guarantee it will help, it's worth trying. And it did help a bit, so hopefully with practice, that will continue to improve.

i saw a journal prompt for dealing with imposter syndrome that was like, list reasons why you are incompetent on one side and reasons why you are competent on the other, and i... couldn't really come up with anything for the incompetent side other than "i feel this way". so... that's gotta mean i'm competent, right? the mind-boggling thing about that is why, then, do i feel so woefully incompetent, lol.

my mouthwash is whitening my teeth in a pain-free way!! they're noticeably brighter!

i saw an orthodontist about my snaggletooth, and not only did he say that it could be fixed with invisalign, but that the treatment likely would take less than a year. and the payment plan option was very reasonable, for what it is.

[casspurrjoybell-24]

Sugar Punch - Chapter 8

*Warning Adult Content* SUGAR🥊 🥊PUNCH

Maddox Zane

After a depressive week of working my ass off with training for next month, I had time to fit Theo in for a session with me.

To say it wasn't the highlight of my week I would be lying because right now, he's the only guy I stand being around, apart from my personal trainer and friend, Jorden, who I had known since I was just a brat, not much older than Theo.

I had made up a schedule for today for what I could do with Theo, it wasn't anything too bad as he had just recovered from exhaustion, no thanks to me, so I was taking today slow and had just planned to work on the machines on the top floor with him.

I waited patiently for him by the front desk, occasionally checking my watch for the time as each minute passed, ignoring the looks of a group of girls that came through the doors and started checking me out.

One of them caught my eye but for whatever reason, my dick just wasn't reacting to her the way it would've done if I liked the look of a girl, if anything I've never been softer.

"Hi Maddox," they all say in union as I smiled at them once them passed me.

The girls weren't dressed for breaking a sweat and sometimes we got girls like that, that only came inside to see me or take photos just to say on social media that they showed up and 'slayed'.

Girls like that were too fucking exhausting to be around but of-course, those girls were also not bad in bed either.

I looked at my watch again and saw it had just turned 4:05 and he was now five minutes late but if anything, I was more annoyed that he hadn't shown up yet, rather than being late, which I hated more than anything.

I see a shadow behind the door and just as I suspected from the floppy head of hair, Theo opened the door looking like he wasn't trying to make it obvious that he just ran here.

He looked out of breath as he tried to straighten himself up, unaware I was watching him as he fixed his hair before coming further into the gym, only then did he notice me as his eyes go wide, like he was caught stealing.

With a blush rising on his cheeks, he made his way over to me as I waited, biting back a grin as I stared at the nervous guy dragging his legs over to me.

"Sorry I'm late," he said, standing in front me, his eyes nervously looking at me and then behind me.

"I missed my bus."

I figured it was something like this, so I dropped it and leaned off the front desk.

"It's fine Theo," I said looking at him, red in the cheeks and still trying to catch his breathe.

What I had planned for us today was probably a good idea, looking at him now, already worn out just from running from the bus stop to here, which is what, five minutes away?

"Grab a drink then we'll start with some stretches before we hit the treadmill," I told him, as I started walking over to a machine at the back of the room, Theo following behind me.

"Um..." he starts, walking next to me.

"We're not working out in the basement?" he asked, his brown eyes looking at me shyly as I simply shook my head.

"Today we're stamina building, then I'll put you on a proper schedule once you've built some energy."

He nodded before looking around, his hand gripping the bag I gave him.

"Um..." he started, whipping his eyes back to me.

"I'm just going to put my stuff in my locker..."

With that he was off and all I could do was watch him amused, he was fun to watch and I'd admit, I had wanted to bully him about it more than once, especially when he's all over the place at once.

I started stretching whilst waiting for him, a few minutes later he came out of the locker room and walked over to me, his eyes on the floor as I waited for him on the treadmill.

Once I made him stretch it out, we both got onto the treadmill and started a light walk together, before I chose to pick it up into a light jog until he was at a comfortable pace that wouldn't tire him out quickly.

After ten minutes on the treadmill, I worked with him on other machines and taught him how to properly use them, I knew Rick had probably already done it, but the fucker likes to leave things out, so I told Theo how to do it safely.

He was a weak guy, with my help he could push 15, maybe 20k but on his own he was struggling to lift 10k on each arm, which amazed me as I could probably bench press him until I got old and wrinkly without stopping once.

Our time together flew over and Theo was drenched in sweat, which I was proud of because he had worked hard and not complained once when I told him to try something, even when I corrected him more than once.

Honestly, he was easy to work with, I only wished half my guys were like him, it would make my job so much more fucking easier.

"Let's hit the showers, you could use one," I say, tapping him on the back as he paled and looked at me.

"Um... it's fine I can just do it at home..." he said as I looked at him hard, not going to take no for an answer.

"Fuck that, I'll drop you off if you miss your bus," is all I said before I started walking towards the showers.

I could use a shower myself, before he came here, I worked out with Rick on the second floor, I didn't smell bad but I also didn't want to walk around without feeling fresh either, so I decided I'd just do it now with Theo.

The guy was a nervous wreck as he followed me in, he looked everywhere but me as we walked into the changing room and I started to take my top off.

"I didn't bring anything," Theo said quietly as he stood beside me, as I looked down at him, grinning.

"I'll lend you mine, now come on get undressed," I said, handing him a spare towel I kept in my locker.

I got undressed as I started peeling my shoes and socks from my feet, and then my shorts, I couldn't help but watch from the corner of my eye as Theo turned around and started getting undressed, the back of his neck red.

Was he shy getting undressed around me?

It was only the two of us in the changing room but this sort of reaction, he was more like a girl then a guy, with how red his neck was.

It was pretty fucking cute, if I'm being honest.

Taking my underwear off, I wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for Theo, as he did the same, before I peeked at his ass, not giving a fuck if he saw me or not at this point.I

t was impossible to hide my growing erection if he saw me, so why should I care?

His butt was nice and round without a single bit of hair on it, it looked tempting enough to bite into it was so pale and it looked so smooth, it made my dick come alive at just the thought of biting into another guy's ass.

I knew what I was turning into and I knew it was fucking disturbing, which is why I walked in front so he wouldn't see just how badly I wanted to mess with his ass.

Listen to me, sounding all gay and shit for this guy, I couldn't believe myself.

Once inside the showers I drop my towel and hang it up outside the stall I stood next to, Theo got in next to me as I turned on the water, it was only then that I noticed that this was the first time I saw him without his t-shirt on.

Theo always wore long sleeved tops, but now I saw everything and despite the old bruises on his arms and back, he looked fucking beautiful, his skin was pale and smooth and his butt was nice and perky for a guy.

I was just getting harder by looking at him, so I turned around and tried to think of something disgusting, anything to distract me from taking advantage of this guy right now.

"Here."

I hand him my shampoo bottle, which he accepted shyly as I started to wash my body with gel.

Theo was quiet as I showered, I was almost done and he was still on washing his hair, I noticed from looking at him that his neck was still red and his cheeks were a bright shade of pink as he kept his head down, probably to hide how shy he was around me.

I knew how he felt around me, I was used to it after all with the number of women that threw themselves at me, but seeing it on a guy, a guy I jerked off to, it was fucking refreshing.

There was no damn way I could walk out of here right now with my large erection just not going down, now I know it was probably a mistake coming in here with him, I don't know what it was but I just really wanted to touch him.

The more seconds passed, the more frustrated I got with myself, so fuck it, he could always push me away if he didn't want this, right?

Screw it, I'm making a move.

Swallowing hard, I turned my water off and then stepped closer to him, noticing his body twitch once he noticed that I was standing next to him, under the shower water.

The moment I stepped next to him I saw it, being stood next to him I hadn't noticed but now, now I saw that I wasn't the only one feeling like my dick was about to burst as I saw that Theo was also hard and trying desperately to hide his erection.

"Turn around," I say, standing behind him, my raging hard on inches from touching his perky round ass.

"Theo, look at me."

Theo flinched and stood there, his head down before I grew impatient and grabbed hold of him and turned him around to face me as I put my hand on his shoulder, making his back hit the wall of the shower.

Looking at his face now, it was a miracle I didn't just fuck him then and there, he was bright red with tears in his brown eyes that looked up at me with panic and fear in them but not because of me, no...

He felt the same, as just as I did, he wanted this to happen.

Most importantly, he wasn't going to push me away.

I reached out and slowly wrapped my hand around his erection, making him moan out surprised, before he covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes staring widely at my hand as I gripped it tightly, moving my body closer to him until his back was pressed up against the shower wall.

I leant my head against the wall above his shoulder and touched him, his soft whimpers drove me crazy as I continued stoking him, my own erection, moments from bursting free, as I clenched my eyes shut.

Fuck, why did this feel so good?

And he wasn't even touching me and I hadn't even touched my dick either but just being able to do what I had and only thought about doing, not a day ago, right now in the showers, felt crazy to me.

"Fuck," I hissed out as I grabbed hold of Theo's right hand and wrapped it around my thick hard member, his smaller hand sending shivers down my spine.

How did this fucking happen?

I'm the hardest I've ever been and it's all because of a guy, of all people.

Without so much as a word, he began touching me and the moment his hand started moving, I was riding on cloud nine because, it felt even better than it did when I sat and thought of him alone in my shower.

Suddenly, I heard voices come closer to the shower room but there was no way I was fucking stopping this for anybody so before they walked in, I closed the shower curtain and then turned to Theo, who was looking at me nervously, his hand still wrapped around my junk.

"They won't see us," I whispered, just as the door to the shower room opened and I heard a few guy voices come inside.

I pressed my finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet as he nodded his head, a mischievous grin forming on my lips once I see the panic in his eyes.

"Fuck man, I'm beat."

"I can't feel my fucking legs, I hate leg day man, I'd rather just skip this shit but you know my girl, got to keep this up if I want to get laid."

The guys laugh out as I kept my eyes on Theo's face, grinning once he started to blush and bit down on his lip hard, to stop from moaning out as I began stroking him faster.

This was risky but none of us were planning on stopping as he kept the pace around my length, eventually I felt Theo cry out quietly before I covered his mouth with my hand, to stop him from making any more noise as he came into my hand.

I was close, so fucking close and any moment now I was going to go through the fight of my life to not make a sound because fuck, I could feel it coming as his hand started squeezing me tighter as he rested his forehead on my chest.

There was no way I could hold it in anymore, I pulled my head back and held back a deep groan as I felt myself explode into Theo's smaller, paler hand, my whole-body twitching as I tried to hold myself together.

Both breathing heavily, I catch Theo's eyes in mine and as the guys around us started to shower and talk loudly amongst themselves, I leant down and took a chance, after all, he could still push me away.

So, fuck it, I wanted to know how it felt.

I closed my eyes and captured his lips in mine, ignoring everything around me as I focused on what I was doing, after-all, it was a perfect opportunity to see how he felt about me. 

[21smashedpotatoes]

Side Cabell back cable hip thrusts with and without weight just pushing weight with feet attempted dead lofts with bar

Eliptical 281 chocolate 440 and strawberries

A gang of chips when you consider it caloricly. Kind of thinking today was pointless. Didn't read today, or do laundry yet again. I'm very all or nothing with absolutely no balance. I'd like to work on doing everything but I guess that means not doing everything? Like here and there but with everything so that the ship doesn't fall apart of your busy overdoing it with The sails but your boat part has holes in it. I think I can get Maddy to do yoga with me tomorrow lol probably not but we can try. Got my "period" today at the gym even tho8gh it's not time for my peri9d so that's fun weird and awkward. My period actually went away last m9nth when I started dieting. Hair loss isn't anymore than when I was eating like ahit so I don't really blame life changes but yeah, it's still like crazy and haven't really have any time or money to get the plan I need. I'm thinking olaplex. Might as well. My laser treatment seemed less effective last time than this time. I'm hoping I can get up tomorrow and just start cleaning. I'll have to do laundry at 7 when I wake up to go get Joey breakfast then dishes while he's eating but of course he won't be eating unless I'm there basically shoving it down his throat. The child has my diet goals. And goal weight. Dear God do we have anything yellow? He's having spirit week. I'm worried about what I'm going to do for excersise tomorrow. Maybe we'll do the gym with Joey. I'm wondering if I fucked up by eating the chocolates, of course I did but even before that I felt full all day just really tired. I'm not getting the correct amount of anything and I'm sure vegetables are one of those things. Where are baby carrots when you need them. I need to make a grocery list. Not sure if we should go to CO. Jpe makes these random plans and I don't think he realizes wha the have to do and sacrifice so that he can live life on a whim. I'm really tired of it but yet I sit here and let him deteriorate my life. The way he runs life is similar to watching a Sim walk into a wall. Like they're still walking but it's just movement. They're not going anywhere. Just straight into a wall.

[nicoleheichou]

You can't help but feel out of place as you enter Kazutora's gym. It was definitely for the elite, not the kind of gyms that you were normally accustomed to. You were tempted to just turn around and leave, but it had been awhile since you worked out and you really needed to relieve some stress from the past weeks. "Okay, maybe we'll do a half hour of cardio and then I'll leave." You mumble to yourself as you look for a treadmill away from everyone else.

Putting in your earphones and selecting your workout playlist, you finally get to warming up on the treadmill. You lose yourself while running that the anxiety and nervousness of feeling like you didn't belong had disappeared. "L/n?" You're too focused on running that you don't hear the voice calling out to you. "L/n?" Still no response from you. You're startled when a male appears in front of you, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. "Baji-san!" You exclaim while clutching at your chest, surprised to have someone pop into view so close.

"Sorry. I called out to you twice and you didn't respond." You slowly decelerate before hopping off the treadmill, having been on for thirty minutes already. "I didn't know you came to this gym." He says while walking over to the weight area. You shake your head as you trail behind him. "It's my first time, Kazu gave me one of his guest passes. I needed to relieve some stress and I can't exactly go back to my old gym." He raises a brow at you before grabbing some weights from the rack.

"Why can't you go to your old gym?" You let out a sigh before grabbing some weights for yourself as well. "Hanma works out there too. I don't want to risk running into him." He nods as he watches as you do your squats with the weights. "Baji-san?" The black haired male eyes you through the mirror in front of him. "What's up?"

"Is it okay if I workout with you? I feel so out of place here. And there's this guy that has been staring at me since I walked in." You say looking at his reflection. "Which guy?" You notice him eyeing everyone through the mirror. "Blue shirt and black shorts, pretending to be on his phone right now." He turns around to glare at the guy which seems to do something because he puts his phone in his pocket before heading towards the lockers. "Yeah. You can workout with me."

"Oh my gosh that's hilarious!" You say while trying not to choke on your pastry. "Yeah, we did a lot of stupid shit when we were younger." He says while taking a sip of his drink. After your workout, Baji had invited you to a café so that you could talk more. You didn't have any other plans for the rest of the day so you happily agreed. It was easy to talk to Baji, probably because he reminded you so much of Kazutora.

He offered to take you home, seeing as you had opted to walk to the gym. You tried to turn him down but he wasn't taking no for an answer. He even goes so far as to walk you to the front door of your apartment building. "I had a really good time today y/n. It was nice." You can't help but smile because you felt the exact same way. "I enjoyed it as well Baji-san. We should do it again." Looking into his eyes you notice that it looks like there's something else he wants to say.

"Is there something on your mind?" You question, giving him a little push. "I've just been stressed the last few weeks and today was a really nice change of pace. I really needed it. Thank you." He looks so tired and defeated that you instinctively pull him towards you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, before you wrap your arms around him.

"Forgive me, but I find that what helps me relax, even if it's just for a moment, is when I'm being held. The physical contact helps me to know that I'm not alone." He wraps his arms around you before giving you a squeeze. "Thanks. I really needed that. I didn't realize how touch starved I was." He says sheepishly and you can't help but think of just how cute he looks when he's shy. "I enjoy giving hugs, so don't hesitate to ask, Baji." His eyes widen at the lack of honorific used. You can't help but grin at his expression. "I think we've gotten pretty close today that I'm comfortable enough to drop the -san." A smile creeps onto his features and you can't help but smile along.

Meant To Be - Chapter Twelve: A Good Time

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Summary: You become the assistant to one of, if not, the most successful businessmen in all of Tokyo and while working for him you meet his 2nd in command. How will things unfold when one is a hopeless romantic and believes in the idea of a soulmate while the other doesn't care for it and has already made up their mind not to give their soulmate a chance?

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[little-spoiled-brat]

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pairing: levi x reader

cw: high school love, mentions of minor injuries caused by sports

- team captain and head cheerleader -

"y/n. a word please, honey" your coach called as you were about to head to your class. you jogged over to her and she handed you a piece of paper. you scanned it and it was the routine along with the assigned flyers and such.

"i'm gonna be gone for the week, family emergency. i should be back in time for the basketball team's game but for now, you're in charge of the team" she said as you gave her a reassuring nod. you've done it before, lead the team, so this was nothing foreign to you.

"training starts later, the girls already know. i'm counting on you" she added as you smiled in return, giving her a crisp nod before walking to part ways.

"oh and y/n? the basketball team is also going to be practicing later so take advantage of that motivation" she added, emphasizing the word 'motivation' as you shook your head at her after understanding what it really meant and she gave you a teasing smirk.

great, you thought. the team would probably end up teasing you more than training for those two hours later. there was this rumor, that the basketball team's captain, levi ackerman, has been crushing on you for a while now. you and levi were friends and you talked from time to time but you didn't want to get your hopes up since you too had caught feelings for the team captain and besides, rumors are just rumors, right?

the bell rang, dismissing the entire school to go home or to tend to their extra curriculars but you were dreading the training you were about to go to. mostly because, you're gonna have to endure seeing levi all sweaty and a panting mess for those two hours.

you put away all of your things and headed to the girl's locker room to change into your cheerleading uniform before heading to the gym. the girls were already there, watching the basketball team do their training from the other side of the court.

"okay, that's enough goggling at the basketball team and get to stretching" you said, snapping them out of their amazed states as they scrambled to get started on stretching. the team had managed to learn and almost master the routine for the game within an hour of starting.

"alright. take five and we'll run the routine a few more times to fix the few mistakes here and there" you said as the girls nodded, you grabbed yourself a bottle of water and sat on the floor of the gymnasium. you took sips while your eyes wandered to the basketball team who hasn't rested once since they started training.

your eyes landed on levi, sweat covered his forehead as he panted to catch his breath before running again to steal the ball from his team mate. he looked absolutely gorgeous and you almost wondered what he would look like catching his breath while underneath y-

your rather indecent thoughts were cut short when levi's eyes locked with yours and he winked at you, heat rushed to your cheeks and you quickly looked away as a small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips at your reaction. damn it, you thought.

snickering from your team mates filled your ears as you snapped your head at them and rolled your eyes at the teasing smile plastered on their faces.

"shut up" you mouthed as they giggled and continued to watch the boys. after a few minutes of resting, you were back to training. with the remaining time before everyone had to go home, you finished the routine and fixed up every mistake.

"that's all for today, same time tomorrow" you said as you dismissed the team and they gathered their belongings before leaving the gym.

"oi, brat. good job on the routine, is that for the game?" you heard levi say as a small smile curled up on your lips upon realizing that he complimented the routine - and levi ackerman was not known to give compliments.

"it is, actually and i'm not gonna get credits for the routine it's all coach" you said with a smile and you sworn levi smiled a bit at you too.

"cheer extra loud for me at the game will you?" levi said with a wink as a blush rose to your cheeks again and looked away.

"y-yeah" you stuttered as levi clicked his tongue before going back to his training after he was called back. you watch him return to his training briefly before turning away to leave - asking yourself what the hell just happened.

the week went by with a blink of an eye. the routine was pretty much perfected and ready to be performed at the game. you and levi also had little interactions throughout the week, you're starting to think that maybe that rumor was true - or maybe he was just playing with your feelings.

you were in the locker room, getting changed in your cheerleading uniform and stretching. the girls suddenly started squealing, you looked up and saw the basketball team walk by from the small open space of the door. you saw levi walk by and you half expected him to look at you and send you a smile or something, but he didn't.

your coach nudged you on the side gently after seeing you frown and you looked up at her. a teasing smirk on her face as you rolled your eyes and she laughed.

"oh shush" you said, continuing to stretch as she began to give her usual motivational pre-game speech to the team. once she was done, the team was out in the court and getting in formation for when the basketball team gets out of the locker room.

the announcer announced the starting list of players as they ran out into the gym one by one to be met by the cheers of the crowd and the cheer team from both schools.

"number 25, the heartthrob, the captain ball of the team, levi ackerman!" the announcer said as the entire gym erupted into screams as the stoic team captain walked out into the gym.

levi looked around, seemingly searching for someone as he walked across the gym. his eyes landed on you from the sidelines as his eyes lit up so subtly that it wasn't even noticeable from the public eye.

"looks like the heartthrob has eyes on someone, is that the head cheerleader i see?" the announcer said but your head wasn't able to process his words, you attention was solely on levi's eyes that were locked with yours.

he smiled slightly at you before breaking eye contact, a blush dusted your cheeks as you bit your bottom lip to somewhat stop yourself from smiling like an idiot. at that moment, you were the definition of a school girl fangirling over her crush.

the rest of the players were announced and the game was started. the team cheered the boys on throughout the first quarter up to the second quarter. with the support from the cheer team and the audience, the team was ahead by 2 points - 25 to 27.

you were getting some water and patting down the sweat that built up on your forehead when someone tapped you on the shoulder. you turned around to see your team mate pointing to someone. you followed her finger to see levi looking at you then motioning for you to come closer.

"i just wanted some water, brat" levi said, grabbing your water bottle from your hands once you were close for him to reach. you watched as he drank from your bottle, a bit of water dripping down his chin afterwards.

"i-i'm pretty sure coach gave you some w-water" you stuttered, cheeks flushed from his little show in front of you. walls, what was this boy doing to you?

"tch. don't act like you didn't like it, brat" levi said, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as you looked away and blushed profusely. damn you, levi ackerman.

you were at loss for words, staring at him. the whistle was blown, indicating the start of the third quarter. levi stood up, winking at you before heading back to the court to play. after composing yourself, you went back and grabbed your pom poms to start the routine for this quarter.

after doing the routine, you and the girls went on to cheer for whoever has the ball. jumping up and down and yelling your support at them.

"levi has the ball and he's quick to run to the ring!" the announcer said excitedly as you watched him play like a hawk. levi quickly ran to the other side of the court, dodging every player who attempted to get the ball from him.

"go levi!" you yelled at the top of your lungs, everyone's attention turned to you for a split second before turning back to the game.

"looks like mr. levi ackerman has a personal cheerleader" the announcer teased as you rolled your eyes but chuckled. levi heard you and went to shoot a three point shot, everyone was on the edge of their seats but erupted in screams when the ball went in the hoop.

"that was for you, brat!" levi yelled, pointing at you before continuing to run. you smiled as the girls nudged you on the side teasingly, you got started on the next routine before they could get carried away with teasing you.

you got ready to do a cartwheel to a backflip, taking a deep breath before doing the running start. you successfully did it but when you landed on your feet, you heard a crack from your ankle. pain shot through your body like electricity and your face contorted in distress.

"y/n! you okay?" your coach called as you turned to her, she quickly run towards you and scooped you in her arms. "i think i sprained my ankle"

"what's this? looks like the team's head cheerleader got injured. y/n is sitting on the sidelines" the announcer said as coach set you down on a bench. she called upon the team doctor to check up on your injuries and the girls came to your aid too after finishing up the routine. the team doctor gave you some ice to put on your ankle as you breathed heavily to somewhat lessen the pain.

with the amount of bodies blocking your view of the court, you had managed to peek through and saw levi's worried eyes searching for you after hearing that you got injured.

"nothing is broken, thankfully but you do need to stay off your feet for the rest of the game and ice the area" the team doc said as you nodded, the girls helped you prop your foot on top of a chair so you could ice it without having to hold the ice pack.

"levi has the ball again, he's running! he's running and oh no!" the announcer said as you looked back at the court to see levi still frantically searching for you and losing his focus in the process. the ball was taken from his hands as he lets out a frustrated sigh and continued to search for you in the sidelines.

"levi's losing his focus, he's looking for you" your team mate said as you frowned. you watched as the opposing team got multiple scores in a row, ultimately taking over the scoreboard - with levi losing his focus and with the other boys losing the guidance of their team captain, you could lose this game.

"we're gonna lose this game. it's 44 to 35" your team mate said as she looked at the scoreboard. you clicked your tongue in annoyance and looked towards your coach.

"coach. get me out there, levi's losing his focus. we're gonna lose" you said as she looked at you, considering your words before shaking her head.

"your ankle needs to rest, y/n" she said with a frown as your eyebrows furrowed and stood up from your seat, limping as you walked on your good foot while dragging the other one. you winced in pain but pushed through.

"another 3 points for the opposing team"

"i promise i'll take a break until my ankle heals after this but just now, please get me out there" your pleaded with your coach as she looked at you, thinking. she called two of your team mates and asked them to support you while you continue to cheer for levi for the rest of the game.

"fine but you're taking a break until that heals" she said as you smiled and nodded at her. you wrapped your arms around your team mates as they supported you around the waist. you were back to the sidelines with a blink of an eye.

your eyes found levi as he practically walked to get to the other side of the court, you could see how out of focus he was.

"levi! get your shit together and win this for us!" you yelled as his eyes snapped towards you once your voice reached his ears. as if you flipped a switch within him, he immediately got his focus back and went back to his game. you cheered for him despite being injured, the team was taking over the scoreboard within minutes afterwards.

in the end, your school won the game. the team celebrated the win but levi ran towards you instead. he engulfed you in his arms, being careful with your injured ankle. you were a bit taken back but wrapped your arms around him, leaning your weight a bit on him to support yourself.

"are you okay?" levi asked, pulling away but kept his arms around you. you nodded and giggled. "why? were you worried about me?"

"tch. m-maybe" levi stuttered, looking away from you as a blush tinted his cheeks. you smiled and pinched his blushing cheek softly.

"this is probably so obvious but i l-like you, a-a lot. a-actually. i didn't want to tell you since i didn't want to get my hopes up because of this rumor tha-" you rambled but got cut off by levi pressing his lips passionately against yours. you were frozen for a split second, mind turning to mush as you processed his warm lips on yours. after composing yourself, you kissed him back with the same amount of passion.

"you're an idiot, brat. you do know that, right?" levi grumbled once you pulled away from the kiss to get a much needed breath of air. you giggled, resting your head on his chest.

"yeah, sure" you said sarcastically as levi rolled his eyes and kissed the top of your head.

"i'm gonna go take a quick shower then i'll drive you home" levi said, sitting you down on a bench and you nodded. he pecked your lips one more time before heading to the locker rooms.

the girls squealed excitedly at you after levi was out of sight and crowded around you as you chuckled at them.

the team captain and head cheerleader. a damn perfect match.

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restart | four

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summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you’ve become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.

pairing: reader x fiancé!kth

genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.8k

warnings: cussing/mature language, jealousy, lots of insecurities and overthinking, angst, crying, bar scene, alcohol consumption, flashback scene in the middle of the chapter, a lil sprinkle of fluff, implied sexual content, bickering/arguments

note: honestly, this was ALSO not supposed to get this long but like… 🙃 here we are lol

tags: @enchantaeduniverse​ @thedarkwinterrose​ @sapphirejeon​ @jwlmnbt​ @bluesharksandfish​ @ra-mun-e @brightcolorsoffendme​ @jungcrookthecookbook​ @sunniejinnie​ (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Okay, I think that's it." You said, hands on your hips as you and Jungkook walked through your door for the final time.

"What are you selling, the world?" He huffs and puffs.

"For someone who works out often, you complain a lot." He rolls his eyes playfully.

"Where's Tae?"

"Sleeping still." He nods.

"Oh, okay. Ready to go then?" You nodded silently as you grabbed your bag to hitch a ride to the café with Jungkook since he was working today. He starts to talk about the girl who works with you two and how he thinks she's a little cutiepie. He has such a silly crush on her that his cheeks are lightly rose tinted every time he talks about certain encounters they've had. You're happy to see him happy, and you tell him to keep pursuing it since she's a super sweet girl. However, part of you is sad solely because you couldn't say you were 100% happy at this moment. You wish you were, but these problems were hindering you from feeling complete. You just wanted to get past this page in the book.

As soon as you both get to the cafe, you start unloading his trunk and getting everything inside. Jungkook claims he has the last two bags covered, so you walk to the back and take breather just to gather yourself before setting up. But you truly didn't expect to lose it right then and there.

"Okay! I got all the— Y/N?" Jungkook instantly worries when he sees you crying into your hands in the backroom and hurries over to you. "Hey, woah. What's going on?" He gets in front of you, gently trying to pry your hands off of your face.

"Fuck, I'm sorry." You continue to cry as he successfully removes your hands from your face.

"Sorry for what? What's going on?" He wipes your tears with his sweater and lifts your chin to look at you in the eye.

"Nothing."

"The day barely started and you're already crying in the backroom." He says softly. "Don't try and lie to me."

"I just don't know what's going on between me and Tae and it's stressing me out."

"What's going on? Same stuff?" You nod, tears still streaming down your cheeks. You tell him about how he had been super weird about taking Jimin's help and how you both got into a huge argument about it. Then, you told him how last night ended [sparing your poor bestfriend the details] and how you couldn't help but feel used because he simply dismissed you, which is very unlike Taehyung when it comes to arguments and disagreements. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I know he's going through a rough time, but Tae also needs to respect you and look at you as his partner, not someone who's also attacking him or against him. Do you want me to talk to him?"

"No." Simply, no. Because you never get your friends involved like that. You just don't, no matter how much they wanna help. "He looks at me like I am, especially after this whole Jimin thing. I don't wanna say it's stupid because I don't wanna discredit his feelings, but god. Like, should I just do this on my own? Tell Jimin to forget it?"

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. "You're already getting a good start on your goals, Y/N. Don't let that go because of everything going on. Give him some time and space."

"I have been. For awhile now." You sat, feeling completely defeated already, tears still coming down your cheeks.

"Here, I'll go set up and I can take over the table for a bit. I'll ask Isabella if she can cover for a quick second." He stands in front of you, hands out to help support you as if you had lost your footing.

"No, I'll be fine—"

"Y/N, just sit. Okay?" He gives off a small sigh. "Just sit for a second and let yourself take a breather." He gently sits you down and makes sure you don't get up by slowly backing away from you.

"Kook, this isn't Marco Polo."

"I'm just trying to make sure you don't run off because you're stubborn!"

"Hey!" Isabella comes running in, a little confused as to what's happening.

"Hey, can you cover me at the front for a bit?" Jungkook stands back upright in a normal position to ask her sweetly, hands tucked behind his back as he bounced on his feet. This boy.

"Yeah, of course Jungkook." She blushes.

"Thanks. I'll be right back." He gives you a quick look before dashing off. You lay your head onto your arms as they rest on the table, a small headache forming at the center of your forehead.

"You okay, Y/N?" Isabella asks softly as she puts her things away.

"Yeah, sorry. Just a really weird day yesterday."

"I'm sorry." You feel her hand caress your back. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" She says before shuffling herself out of the room. To be honest, you had no idea what was going on with you, and why you were feeling this way. You were just so sick and tired. Sick and tired of being sick and tired.

This was slowly taking a toll on you, and you weren't even sure if Taehyung realized what he was doing was hurting you in the process.

He can't say he does.

Tae set the weights down back onto the rack aggressively before sitting on the bench, watching Jimin finish his set. They had been working out after lunch, Jimin calling him shortly after Taehyung had fully woken up.

"Are you gonna go to the café after this?" Tae shrugged.

"I don't know, Y/N said she didn't need help and wouldn't be there all day."

"You won't even visit for a bit?" Jimin asks. Usually Tae was rushing to get back to you, but he knew everything that had been going on had been affecting your relationship to an extent.

"We'll see."

"You two coming to the bars tonight then?"

"What are we celebrating again?"

"Nothing. Just getting together like old times. I told Kook, Hobi and Yoongi. They're down." Tae nodded.

"Joon, too?"

"Joon, too."

"Me and Y/N will probably go but I don't think we'll stay long. She has to do that thing at the school—" He scratched his head. "The thing— the exhibit and talking to incoming art students or whatever." Jimin chuckled at how Tae couldn't get his words out.

"It's not whatever."

"You know that's not what I mean." Tae rolled his eyes at him, annoyed all over again at how Jimin had been kissing your ass lately. Cause fuck, the way Jimin had been painting himself as a knight in shining armor, an angel even, was pissing him the fuck off. It made him feel like he wasn't doing enough to support you, or like you couldn't turn to him for help. He hated that feeling, even though he had been rude as hell and showing it in a different way.

"That's fine. Just come out and hang out for a bit." Jimin sighed as he sat on the bench next to him, drinking some water before placing the bottle back down on the ground. "You two doing okay?"

"Yeah, what makes you think we aren't?" Tae asks, getting defensive. Jimin quickly eyes him, reading his body language. He knew Taehyung so well - so fucking well that he knew almost immediately when things were taking a toll on him. Things liiiike.. his parents. As a prime example. Jimin knew Taehyung and his parents obviously didn't have the best relationship, and he knew he took things to heart whenever his father got on him about stupid shit [just like he did over that dinner]. Taehyung wasn't one to show emotion much; he liked showing people he was mentally tough and that he could handle whatever came his way. For the most part, it was true. But, Jimin and Namjoon also knew he wasn't always like that, especially when it came to things that mattered the most to him - his family and you. Taehyung hated to admit it but his family's opinion of him was important no matter what. He was hard on himself because he wanted them to be proud. He wanted to actually feel like he had been doing something good for once. He was still longing for that feeling no matter what he said or did. It was a never-ending battle; like a plot with no happy ending in sight.

"I'm just asking." Jimin threw up his hands, showing that he wasn't suggesting anything behind the harmless question.

"We're fine. I know she's been stressed lately because of work and her art."

"Mmm."

"It's funny." Taehyung chuckles at himself.

"What's funny?" Jimin laughed a bit, confused.

"I didn't expect to be caught up in her like this. After Hana, messing around with all these girls. She's my fucking fiancé."

"Yeah and you better not fuck that up." Jimin stands to gather his things.

"You sound like my dad." Tae jokes, even though he was pretty offended.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to." Jimin instantly apologizes, knowing everyone had been walking on eggshells around Taehyung lately. "She's a good girl, you've got it good."

Taehyung softly smiles at the thought of you, but he wasn't gonna lie, he was hurt by Jimin's statement. Call him sensitive or whatever, but he wasn't feeling the fact that people were constantly looking at him as a fuck up and hinting at it. It seemed to be a reoccurring theme lately. "You ready?" Tae sighs before grabbing his stuff. They get into his car, departing from the gym to make their way to Jimin's so he can get dropped off before Tae heads home. Taehyung replays yesterday's events in his head, which instantly irks him all over again. But, he has such a soft spot for you that he feels terrible for having been too harsh about it. He was still upset, and he wasn't gonna let up on his feelings. But he knew he should have been better about how he approached it. He knew better than that. He's learned to do better.

➤ FLASHBACK

Taehyung excitedly parks his car at the café to surprise you for your pop up today. He had been working endlessly to finish off finals strongly, and he had been so busy that he hadn't really gotten a chance to help you or support you. He felt terrible about it because you were his babygirl and he wanted nothing but to spoil you for all the hardwork you've been putting in.

He creeps up behind you, bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back. "Excuse me, miss." He says lowly near your ear.

"Holy fuck!" You say as he startles you. "Babe, what the hell! Don't do that!" He laughs.

"What's cookin', goodlookin'?" He wiggles his eyebrows, making you chuckle. "These are for you." He smiles toothlessly as he hands you the pretty bouquet. "And your favorite!" He hands you a Mcflurry cup.

You squeal. "Oreo Mcflurry! Aw, thank you baby." You place a quick kiss on his lips. "But don't ever scare me like that!" You playfully hit his chest, causing him to erupt in laughter.

"You should've seen your face."

"Ha-ha, very funny." You rolled your eyes, causing him to pinch your cheeks.

"How's it going?"

"Welp, I'm almost out for the day." You giggle. "I, uh, may have underestimated." You look down at his hoodie, realizing it was one of the hoodies you had made for a previous collection you sold at Jin's. "Waaaow, cute sweater, who made it?"

"Mm, I don't know if you know her. Her name's Y/N."

"Uh huh?" You nod, hand on your hip, waiting to hear more.

"She stands about this tall." He lowers himself close to the ground, causing you to laugh. "Cute, right? She's beautiful, incredibly smart and sexy. Brilliant visual designer and illustrator. Packed with hella attitude." He pretends to ponder on his thoughts. "I could go on about her, really. She's one of a kind."

"Cute. She must feel lucky." You smile.

"I know, I'd feel lucky if I knew me too." You roll your eyes and playfully hit him. "Ah, I'm kidding." He pulls you into a hug. "I keep this sweater in my trunk."

"Oh, so you keep it in your trunk just for emergency wear?" You sarcastically ask as he holds you from behind.

"Yeah, and cause it's the only sweater I'd choose to wear out of the hundreds I own." You smile up at him. "Mhm, not gonna try and win that one." He places a big, sloppy kiss on your cheek before pulling away. "Show me. How can I help my pretty baby today?"

➤ END FLASHBACK

"Hey, I can't stay out late tonight because of the event tomorrow."

"Yeah, I know." Taehyung says softly.

"Please don't drink too much."

"I wooooooon't." He whines with a small sigh, also slightly offended at that statement. He didn't know what it was, maybe it was the fact that his own father painted him in such a negative light that everything seemed off to him lately. Like people were just out to get him or constantly looking down at him and his actions. A personal attack at who he was. It was slowly piling up for him and he wasn't sure how much more of it he could take.

You prepared a quick dinner while he hopped in the shower. You set his plate aside before taking a look at the mail that had come in today.

Bills, bills and more bills.

You sighed to yourself as it felt like you had just paid things off, but clearly not. Moving into Taehyung's wasn't the greatest idea, being that his space was much more expensive than yours. But, he did have the space you needed for your work. There was money left, but you knew it wouldn't last forever. You hated tapping into your savings and whipping out your credit cards because you wanted to keep yourself clean as much as possible. However, that was proven difficult as of late. It was a sacrifice, especially since Taehyung had cut off his mother's help. Taehyung's pride was such a curse sometimes.

You shook your head, already finalizing the fact that you would deal with it later. You had began to set your things aside for the new student event tomorrow morning. You figured you'd get there early to set up and make your table at neat and cute, so you didnt have to worry much about it right now.

Taehyung comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair slicked back and wet. You turn to face him, your eyes wandering down to his chest and bottom area. God, why was he so beautiful? It wasn't fair. You loved him so much that you could crumble even being upset. He talks a whole lot about you being the death of him, when really, this man is going to be the death of you. Truly. There's no debate about it.

Getting to the bar, you both immediately spot your friends in the corner, a huge tower of beer decorating the center of the table. Jimin is the first to stand, coming towards you two with a huge smile on his face.

"Friends!" Jimin yells. "Drink!" He says, holding up two shot glasses.

"Fuck, man." Taehyung says taking the glass. "We just got here."

"So! Y/N needs to be home early remember?" He watches wide-eyed as you two take the shot and make sour faces at each other.

"Okay, I'm good." You say, being that you were the DD tonight. Taehyung could enjoy himself if he wanted to [to an extent], but you definitely needed to be in tip top shape to be a good role model to those incoming art students tomorrow.

Throughout the night, the bar starts to get packed from end to end, you and your friends staying at the table and keeping to yourselves. You could tell Taehyung was crossing the line of pretty fucking drunk, which somewhat bothered you. You literally just told him to take it easy tonight - just for one night - so you could do what you need to do tomorrow.

"Hey." Jimin comes next to you, swinging his arm over your shoulder like he always does. "One more shot?" You give him a toothless smile. Ugh, why the hell not? Your man was drunk, and Jimin had only been helpful lately. You could at least return the favor by taking a shot with him.

"What are we drinking to?"

"You." He smiles. "Your shop. Your art. It'll only go up from here, yeah?" He rose his shot glass up before clinking it against yours and taking it to the neck.

"Mkay, that does it for me." You chuckle. "Thanks for the shot."

"No problem. You doing okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good." You looked at your watch. "Should probably get out of here soon, but Tae looks like he's enjoying himself. I don't wanna drag him out of here."

"We can just bring him home." You shake your head worriedly.

"I don't wanna leave without him." Jimin chuckles and looks over at Taehyung.

"He'll be okay and you'll be just fine tomorrow. Besides, you can make up all the bullshit in the world to tell the incoming students, they'll believe it either way."

"That's mean." You chuckle.

"Come. Let's dance!" Jimin says, leading the way to the empty space near the table. Everyone gets up to dance, Taehyung slipping himself behind you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

"Can I at least get one minute with my lady without Jimin interrupting?" He says in your ear.

"Taehyung." You flatly say, looking back at him.

"That's your mad face." He holds you tightly from behind as he sways you from side to side.

"I'm not mad."

"Mhm." He kisses the back of your head. "Why don't you have fun with me for a little? We'll go home after this." You couldn't even stay mad at him, with that fucking frustratingly handsome face of his. He was definitely drunk though, you could smell the whiskey lingering on his breath as he danced with you for a bit. You let him be, just so you wouldn't trigger anything within drunk Taehyung. Everyone around you was having a good time, the feeling of nostalgia hitting you pretty hard. You missed the days where you could get together and go to parties after a long week of school. Or, when you would tease the fuck out of Taehyung as his fuckbuddy during parties, or at the clubs. You know, before graduation and responsibilities happened.

But as one hour turned into two, and two turned into three, you found yourself getting restless. It was nearing 2AM and you had to be at the school by 8am - even earlier just to set your table up. You made your way to the bathroom, hoping Tae would get the point and start getting himself ready to leave.

Right.

Once you were out the bathroom, he'd realize you had been gone for a little and start saying his goodbye's. He'd realize time got to the best of him. Right?

"It's a fucking good time tonight!" Jimin tells Namjoon, laughing with him as he watches Joon act a fool with his dance moves.

"I'm sure it is, since you've been in Y/N's space the entire night." Taehyung says it jokingly, but he doesn't realize it only comes off that way in his head. Jimin furrows his brows at him, his high quickly dying with Taehyung's unnecessary comment.

"Don't start with all that. Not tonight. Everyone's having a good time--"

"Or what, Jimin?" Taehyung chuckles like the petty ass he can be. "You know it's true. Don't you think it's a little disrespectful to be crossing boundaries?"

"Hey, let's step back for a bit." Jungkook lightly tugs on Taehyung's arm as he hears the conversation going south quickly. But Taehyung breaks from his grip, stepping forward towards Jimin.

"You really think I would do that to you?"

"Haven't you already? Swinging your arms around her and shit, being all angelic--"

"Tae, come on. That's enough. Don't." Namjoon steps in the middle. "Let's go outside to get some air."

"You really wanna make me look that bad in front of my own girl?" Jimin lightly pushes him away, Taehyung getting too into his space.

"Enough." Namjoon shakes his head, aggressively stepping in the way to create distance. Taehyung shakes his head and walks off, the rest of the group watching as he walks. You finish off in the bathroom, assuming Tae was already getting ready to go. However, you realize your assumption of leaving by the time you're back is absolutely incorrect because when you get to the table, Taehyung is nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Tae?" Kook looks at you frazzled, before his eyes begin to pan the room again.

"Look, don't freak out, but him and Jimin just got into it and he walked off."

"What the hell do you mean they got into it and he walked off?"

"It's nothing, Tae is just drunk—" Kook squeezes your wrist and shakes his head.

"No, it's not just nothing because you and I both know how he's been feeling lately." You run your hand through your hair. "What did he say?"

"He just got into it about Jimin getting close to you lately, and how he felt like he was disrespecting boundaries." You sigh heavily.

"Fuck."

"We have an issue." Namjoon comes back from out of the blue. "He's not around."

"What do you mean?! Where did he go?" You run your hand through your hair.

"Okay, let's not panic." Jungkook tries to relax you. "Let me go check the bathrooms." Namjoon nods as he continues to look around the room.

"Please? We should get home." He nods to you before he's off to check for Tae in the bathroom. You stand near the table awkwardly, worry filling you quickly the more time passes.

"Hey, you okay? What can I do?" Hobi squeezes your arm, his face flushed with a red tint from how tipsy he is. You give him a small, reassuring smile and nod to try and keep calm.

"I honestly don't know anymore, but I'll be good. I think. We're just gonna look for him and head home."

"Is Kookie looking in the bathroom?" You nod. At this point, you catch a glimpse of Jungkook coming back alone.

"Jungkook?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find him in there. I swear I tried."

"So, where the hell is he?" Jungkook shrugs.

"Lets check around again. I won't leave until we find him."

"Have you tried to call him?" You had already beaten Yoongi's question, calling Taehyung's phone only to see his phone vibrating and ringing on the fucking table. "Hm, okay. Maybe not."

"Fuck." You snatch Taehyung's phone from the table. "Is he serious right now? It's about to be 2:30AM. How the fuck can he get lost at this time?"

"Y/N just go home, we'll find him and bring him home." Jimin says, coming back from roaming around the place.

"No, I'm not leaving here without him."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." He says, looking at you in the eye. Although he was pretty fucking pissed, he couldn't help but worry about him either. No matter what, that was still his bestfriend. He didn't want anything to happen to him.

"It's not your fault."

"We need to check around the neighborhood." Jungkook suddenly comes back and grabs your arm. You follow him, Yoongi, Hobi, Namjoon and Jimin outside of the bar, the cold hitting your skin harshly.

"Let's split." Namjoon says. Jimin and Hobi split, Namjoon and Yoongi sticking together to go down a different path. You kept yourself close to Jungkook, knowing there were all sorts of drunk ass men out at this hour and you weren't helping wearing a tiny ass skirt and a deep cut shirt.

"Cutiepie, let me come holla!" A dude yells as he tries to swing his arm around your waist. Jungkook easily pushes him off, glaring at him.

"Back the fuck up." He spits out, your bestfriend coming to your rescue amongst the sea of men you're encountering on the sidewalk right now. He throws his jacket over your shoulders, hoping to shield you from them and the cold. "Your outfit." Jungkook frowns, a little worried.

"I mean, I didn't expect to lose Tae tonight." Once you had gotten to a quieter part of the street, you come from behind to walk beside him. "Where the hell could he have gone?" You whine. You're more worried for his safety and wellbeing right now more than anything and all you wanted to do was find him and bring him home, even though you were slightly worrying about yourself and how things would go tomorrow. You could give him an earful later. It could wait.

"He couldn't have gone far." You both continue down the street, heading towards your car, hoping he may be around the area. Jimin calls to check in, saying him and Hobi hadn't caught sight of him yet, and the same thing goes for Yoongi and Joon. You almost want to cry when you don't see Taehyung near your car, but Jungkook ends up walking further down towards the park near your parking spot. "Y/N! Here!" He calls out, running towards an individual slumped over on their knees on a bench. "Taehyungie?" Jungkook sits next to him and shakes him a bit.

"Shit dude, I just kept walking then I suddenly had no idea where I was at." He drunkily says as you sit next to him and sigh heavily.

"No one said you had to do that, Tae."

"I just needed some air."

"Yeah and look where that got you, it's close to 3AM." You respond, irritated.

"Y/N." Jungkook says softly, shaking his head at you as if he were signaling for you to quit with your attitude. "Let's go back to the car." Jungkook watches him stand up and wobble a bit, but eases up when he realizes Taehyung is capable of walking himself to the car. You three get back safely, letting the others know that you had found him before driving Jungkook back towards the club so he can meet with everyone else. You quickly thank him for his support before driving off to head home.

The car is incredibly cold, and silent.

"Love, I'm sorry. I just needed air and got lost." He breaks the silence.

"I see that." You say softly as you drive home, keeping your eyes glued to the road in front of you.

3:23AM.

"Please don't be mad." He gives your thigh gentle squeeze. "I just got a little into my head tonight." You sighed, gently removing his hand from your thigh.

"Taehyung, I'm your fiancé, I'm doing this with you and only you. Do you even understand how worried I was? You just walked off, without your phone. Without saying anything to me. Just cause you got in your head for no reason."

"I'm sorry." He repeats at a whisper. You don't say anything else for the rest of the drive home. You silently park the car and head to the apartment, Taehyung sluggishly following behind you. He knows you're bothered, knowing it's closing to 3:30AM and you had an early morning. Honestly, he didn't realize how drunk he was until he had gotten himself into that argument with Jimin then got lost, especially without his phone. The fact that he had made you worry and stress like that made him feel terrible, especially after these past few days. You could have easily left, but you didn't leave without him even if it was this late. He instantly just wanted to cuddle you and tell you how sorry he was.

You quietly get ready for bed and line your things up by the door, just so it would be an easy quick and grab as you head out in the morning. You slip yourself into the sheets, Taehyung following shortly after he gets himself ready for bed. He shuts off all the lights and grabs himself a water bottle to sit by his nightstand before slipping in next to you.

"I love you." He whispers against your ear, wrapping his arms around you. But you don't respond. He peeks over to see your eyes shut, silently sighing to himself as he nuzzled his head against the nape of your neck. He knows you aren't fast asleep yet, and it hurts him that you hadn't said it back. You both just knew exactly how to love each other well, but also push each other's buttons. But, maybe, it was true - he was just fucking up left and right lately. Enough for you to go to bed without saying 'I love you' back.

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'cause baby if i find a way, i'm sure of it, this love won't stray; just give me a chance to say i love you, and i need you. now are you here to stay, or fade away like every other day? you're the reason that i lie awake

track two: 3AM - finding hope

[euphoricimagination]

International Love-Haikyuu x foreign reader Pt 39

The week of exams finally passes, despite being stressful, everyone felt confident enough about passing. They gave us all of our grades on the last class of the day, right before the class ended.

- I better see a good grade on English – I say to Ken while going out of the classroom towards the gym

- Thank you – he says passing me his grade, with a 100 on it while I take his hand – I never got a perfect score on English

- Congrats pretty boy – I say giving him a quick kiss on the cheek – come to my house today? I wanted to cook something

- S-sure – says with a little blush – Samu send you a new recipe?

- Yeah, it looked good. Take it as a congratulation gift.

- Sure, I’m not your guinea pig or anything – Says smiling at me

- Whaat? Noo, what makes you think that? – I say smiling to him, making him chuckle. As soon as we enter to the gym, we hear a loud scream

- chibii-chan!! – says Lev, running to me and hugging me, alongside Inouka and Shibayama – I got an 86 on English!! Is my highest grade!!

- Yn-san, you’re the best tutor ever! – says Inuoka showing me his grade, a big 91 on it

- Thank you so much! – says Shibayama with his 87 on it.

- Congrats, congrats. You guys did good – I say clapping my hands – you guys can all participate tomorrow

- What about you chibi-chan? Everything good?

- Yep, everything good

The guys go to practice like normal, while the coaches give me some indications of what exactly I should do tomorrow. Outside of having to cook lunch, dinner and breakfast for around 60 boys with only 6 managers, it wasn't out of the ordinary.

Saturday morning arrives, and with that comes the beginning of the training camp. The other schools were arriving by 8 am, and since it was in Nekoma this time, we had to arrive early to prepare the gym. Everything is ready when the first school arrive. I was talking with Yamamoto and Yaku when Fukurodani arrived.

- Chibi-chaaan! – says Bokuto running to me, crushing onto me as soon as he arrives – How are you??

- I’m good Bokuto-san, how are you?

- Good! I’ve been waiting for this!! Get to practice volleyball AND see one of my best friends? It’s amazing!!

- I’m happy to see you too, Bokuto-san. Seeing you play it’s always awesome. Shouldn’t you say hi to the rest?

- Oh yeah! Kuroo, hi! – says leaving going to where Kuroo was

- Bokuto is always so … excited – says Yuki – Hi Yn-chan, it’s nice to see you again

- I know, you have no idea how happy I am to have more women around.

I continue talking to the girls while the other schools arrive. I met the manager of Ubugawa, who apparently was also on second year like me. I tell the girls to go inside the gym alongside their teams so they could get ready while I waited for Kiyoko and Karasuno with some of my team.

- Tetsu!! Do i really have to wait here? I feel like I’m melting – I say while taking the jacket off due to how hot it was

- You offer to help the coaches when th-

- YOU offer ME to help them, I didn’t want to

- Details, chibi-chan, details. Besides we told you that you could wear shorts if it helped you to deal with the weather. Tokyo is much more humid than Hyogo or your country.

- With 60 horny teenagers around? Hell no. Specially when I only know and trust you and Fukurodani to wear them.

- You know it’s going to get hotter, right? – says Kai

- Don’t remind me, I hate being outside this time of the year

- You're so dram- look Karasuno is arriving – says Kuroo - Hello there! How...

- Hi - I say approaching to the coaches, who greet me politely - Coach Nekomata should be waiting in the gym alongside the other coaches.

- Thank you so much, we'll be going right away - says the one with the glasses. I turn around only to find Kuroo laughing his ass off with his hyena laugh

- Don't you have towers in Miyagi? Chibi-chan! They thought that the tower was the Skytree!

- They're probably excited, so shut up. Hi guys, is nice to see you - I say to the third years of Karasuno

- Likewise. Kiyoko wanted to ta-Oi you two! Stop staring at her!! – says Suga, the last part probably going to the shave head guy and their libero.

- Yn-chan, hi - says Kiyoko, I go to where she is to get away from the chaos

- Kiyoko-san hi! Oh... hi - I say when I see a blonde girl slightly behind Kiyoko

- Yn, this is Yachi our new manager She's a first year, so she's still learning - says Kiyoko - Yachi, this is Yn, Nekoma's manager, she's on second year.

 - Hi Yachi, nice to meet you

-  N-nice to meet you too - says while looking at me

- Let's go inside, it's much cooler there - I say to them - I don't see Shoyo or Tobio, what happened?

- They failed an exam, they should be-

- Aggh, one is the sexy kind and one is the cute kind – says Yamamoto on the floor, interrupting Kiyoko

-  Tora, don't be creepy - I say at the boy

- Is our chibi-chan not good enough for you? - says Kuroo ready to tease Yamamoto, passing his arm through my shoulders. I notice that Yachi is surprised by the interaction

- N-no, I didn't say that!

- Tora, I'm hurt. Is this what I get for all my effort? - I say trying to hold my laugh

- Don't worry chibi-chan, the rest of us think you're the best manager out there. Maybe Yamamoto doesn't need your help

- No, I didn't mean it like that! Chibi-chan sorry, you're the best! – I start giggling by this

- Go to the gym now

- Yes! – Kuroo takes his arm off laughing and goes to the Karasuno boys, who were also laughing at the scene

- Yn-san – says Yachi – ehh…are you two dating? I-Idon’tmeantobeinvasivebut

- Me and that rooster? Nah, I just don’t mind skin ship that 6. And I’m good friends with my team so I joke around a lot too – i say entering to the gym with them – anyways I leave you for now, if you need help with anything tell me, okay?

- Okay

I go to where Nekoma and Fukurodani are, they seem to be done with some basic warm ups and now were talking. I arrive next to Kenma, who gives me a small smile.

- Where’s Shoyo? – he asks me

- He and Tobio failed an exam and are retaking it.

- They’re the ones with the weird quick? – says Bokuto joining the conversation – Agh all they have to do is study more

- Bokuto-san, you almost failed math – says Akaashi making me giggle

- Akaaashi! You shouldn’t say that – whines Bokuto – everybody has a bad subject, right chibi-chan?

- Yeah, that’s true

- You asked the wrong person Bokuto – says Kuroo arriving – The lowest score of chibi-chan was an 83

- Whaat!? chibi-chan you’re a genius!! – says Bokuto lifting me up to hug me – I’m so proud!

- Thank you, Bokuto-san – I say laughing at his antics, giving him a hug back. He puts me down gently and pats my head

- Bokuto-san let’s go, our coach is calling

- Ok. I’m gonna win against you!

- Sure, sure – says Kuroo back. When he left, he looked at Kenma, teasing smirk on – aren’t you jealous Kenma?

- Not really, I know that they’re friends and that Bokuto-san doesn’t have any other intention – says Kenma.

- Let’s go too, our coach is also calling – I say taking Kenma’s hand to pull him away, going to the coach – you’re the best, I hope you know that

- S-shut up – says blushing

The first day goes by quickly, Nekoma winning most of the time. By the afternoon, with a few matches left, we hear the door open showing a tired Shoyo and Kageyama. They get ready to play against Ubugawa, doing their quick attack and surprising many players.

I focus on our match, noticing that Lev goes for a broad surprising Kenma slightly, however is able to hit passing the blocks of their opponents.

- Lev is doing much better at spiking – I say

- And he’s mostly working on instincts, once he learns, he will be unstoppable

Nekoma match ends up with them winning, coming back to where I am with their bottles. As soon as Kenma finished drinking and drying his sweat off, he passes his arms through my waist and put his head on the crock of my neck. Despite being a common position when he was tired, he only has done it when the rest of Nekoma is around. This was the first time that he does it with so many people around.

- You did amazing today, Ken – I say playing with his hair

- Thank you – says arms tighten a little.

- Akaashi, look at our chibi-chan! – I hear from behind

- Bokuto-san, let them be and focus on our game

~~~~~~~~~~

Part 38 - Part 40

Cursive words/sentences are in Japanese

Bold words/sentences are in English

[ssamie]

ten. “greatest desire”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide, guns & cementaries

masterlist.      suicide freak!

"uh hi.. i know we don't really know each other that much.." atsushi started off. the boy had a nervous smile on his face as he stiffly waves at kenma, with tanizaki and naomi by his side 

"but have you seen y/n-san?" atsushi asked 

"y/n? why, what happened to her?" kenma asked worriedly 

atsushi, tanizaki and naomi were stood in front of nekoma's gym, trying to look for the girl, as per the president's wishes. "its been about a day since you guys went out to the arcade, right?" tanizaki chimed in "has she shown herself to you, or atleast texted any of you?" 

kenma frowned as he shook his head no. he looked back at the team who were trying to act like they weren't eavesdropping. 

"no.. i just assumed she was busy with work" kenma muttered 

"hmm, i tried to ask ranpo-san but he's too busy" naomi chimed in as she hugged tanizaki's arm to her chest 

"oya oya, sorry to barge in on the conversation-" kuroo interjected. the captain had a sly grin on his face as he walked towards the group. "but we just so happen to overhear something about our manager going missing?" kuroo mused 

"yes, sorry if we're intruding" atsushi bowed 

"but y/n-san went missing again, and the president ordered us to find her in under four hours" tanizaki sighed 

"or else we get our asses handed to us" atsushi shuddered 

kuroo and kenma gave each other a look and nodded along. "we'll try to look for her later" kuroo said "we'll let you guys know" 

"thank you so much!" atsushi exclaimed with a smile "would you mind calling the agency if you find her?" he said as he handed them a piece of paper with the agency's number 

"its really hard tracking her down" tanizaki says with a chuckle "when she chooses to disappear, it's like she never existed in the first place" 

"anyways, we'll be on our way" atsushi excused "we've troubled you long enough" 

"its no problem.." kenma muttered 

naomi waved them goodbye as they walked away. the duo waving back meekly as they watch their retreating figures disappear. 

"hey, you okay?" kuroo nudged his friend kenma nodded and looked down at his shoes "yeah.." 

"i think i'll go look for her now" kenma muttered "eh? kenma, we could just go later" kuroo said with a raised brow 

"im going. bye" kenma muttered, completely disregarding kuroo as he went straight out the door 

"where's he going?" yaku asked as he peeked his head out the gym doors "he's gonna look for y/n" kuroo answered 

"damn. what a simp" yamamoto sneered 

"wow. that's rich coming from you." 

"i swear to god.." kenma grumbled "if she ends up getting found in a ditch and i wasted all that time running around for nothing.." he scoffed 

he's been running around the streets of tokyo, passing through every street and alleyway to try and look for the girl. so far he hasn't seen a single trace of her, not even a single person who has managed to pass by her. 

"y/n.." kenma huffed out. he was currently by a riverbank, leaning against the metal railings of the bridge while he tried to catch his breath. 

"you called?" 

kenma jumped at the sudden emission of her oh-so-familiar voice, and turned around to face her "what the- y/n?! where did you come from?!" kenma shrieked out 

"also, where have you been?! atsushi-kun and a bunch of people from your job came to the school today looking for you" he said 

y/n chuckled and strode over to his side, jumping over the rails and sitting on the flat surface of the bars. "if i told you that the port mafia took me hostage and threatened to execute me, would you believe it?" she mused 

"no." 

"then i won't bother to say" she shrugged 

kenma eyed her warily. her port mafia story could actually be believable, now that he thought about it. given as, her bandages were loosened and torn, almost as if they broke off with too much movement. and along with the dried blood resting upon her cheeks and hands. 

"are you okay?" kenma asked worriedly 

even if it was believable, it could've been just her trying to kill herself yet again. not that it was any better

"of course" she smiled "though my body is a bit sore.. chuuya really doesn't hold back"

kenma froze and slowly turned his head towards her with a blank and emotionless look on his face. 

"chuuya doesn't what." kenma spat out "did you seriously disappear to hook up with that dog? that-that man child? that eyesore? that-" 

"what are you talking about?" she laughed

kenma huffed and propped his elbow on the cold metal, resting his chin on his hand as he pouted 

"you're really funny, kenma-kun" she mused 

"really? cause im not laughing." kenma grumbled "i ran around the whole city for you, only to find out you ran off with some guy" his honey hued orbs eyed her down, watching her chuckle softly as the golden rays of the sun illuminated the surroundings around her

"y/n.." he mumbled "why did you really disappear?" 

"i already told you" she replied with a sigh "the port mafia is truly a force to reckon with" 

"that's why you gotta stay safe, kenma-kun" she mused "you never know who and when they'll strike next" 

kenma sighed and nodded along. it was old news -- the port mafia, that is -- its been stirring up the whole city for the past few months. 

"ne, kenma-kun" she called out "if we do end up dying alongside each other, i suggest we drown ourselves in this river." she said 

she stared down at the flowing water, the golden colour of the setting sun reflecting off of it. "its clear and pretty, not much people are around.. its quite tranquil." she hummed

"i never really understood this.." kenma muttered "but why are you so intent on dying?" 

"and i never understood you, and so many others." she replied "tell me, kenma.." she turned to face him, her bandaged hands loosely gripping the railings, as her legs and feet dangle off the ledge. 

"do you really think there's any value in the act of living?" 

kenma didn't answer. instead he stared at her, and her clouded eyes, each orb holding an unforgivable amount of sin and deciet that he could only imagine. 

"well.. is there any value in the act of dying?" he asked back 

she blinked dumbfoundedly at him, fairly shocked at his question. 

"isn't there anything else you desire? life is kinda cool too yaknow?" kenma said in a sheepish tone 

she stared at him a few minutes longer before averting her gaze. she chuckled and closed her eyes as the cold wind breezed past. "man fears death, and at the same time, man is drawn to death" she said 

"its a singular event in one's life that no one may reverse" she hummed "and that is my greatest desire." 

kenma didn't know how to reply to that, so he didn't. he simply looked down up at the setting sun, letting silence wash upon them both. 

"hey kenma" she called out. kenma looked at her, curious and wary. "yes?" he asked 

"wanna hang with an old friend with me?" she suggested with a soft smile

"me? won't that be intrusive though? i don't really know them.." kenma muttered nervously

"it's fine. he'd probably be happy i even talk to people my age" she said with a chuckle. she jumped off the railings and landed on the ground with a grin. she stretched her aching arms over her head and patted kenma's back. 

"he's a lot like you" she mused "always saying life is worth living and all.." 

"okay then.." kenma agreed reluctantly "but if i sense that person doesn't like me one bit, im leaving." he groaned out

"im pretty sure that won't happen" she chuckled sheepishly 

"why are we in a cementary?" kenma grumbled 

"is this where you kill us both?" he scoffed playfully "i wouldn't be surprised if you already have a hole dug for us" 

she chuckled and shook her head "no, no" she mused "were just taking a small stroll" she cooed as she looked around the awfully empty surrounding  "ah! there it is" she perked up "it's been so long since i went here that i almost forgot my way around" 

kenma followed her as she skipped away, though he was quite confused, he didn't question her. 

"hurry, kenma" she called out as she watched him struggle to walk faster "i hate you" he grumbled back, which she chose to ignore 

she smiled softly as she stood infront of the oh-so-familiar grave. 

"geez." she mumbled "its been so long since we hung out, odasaku" 

"shame we couldn't meet at the usual place" she chuckled and sat down on the grassy ground. she leaned back on the gravestone, resting her back against it as she waited for kenma to arrive 

"y/n?" on cue, kenma chimed in. he was panting slightly, most likely from running and walking around for so long "what are you doing?" kenma raised a brow at her 

"kozume kenma-kun.." she called out

"yes?" he asnwered

"do you know whose grave this is?" she mused, pointing her thumb to the gravestone she was leaning on 

kenma eyed the name engraved on the stone and shook his head. "no..but it's someone dear to you, right?" 

"what makes you think that?" she hummed out in amusement 

"i've never seen you pay visit to a grave before" kenma muttered. the pudding head hesitantly sat down infront of her, bowing at the grave before settling down on the ground. 

"does it look like im visiting a grave to you?" she asked with curiosity 

"it does.. why?"

she smiled softly and leaned her head back, letting it fall and her eyes to land straight at the cloudy sky "well, i thought of it as hanging out with a friend but.." she trailed off 

"i guess that works too" she sighed out 

kenma frowned as he watched her close her eyes. her smile faltering as a wave of comforting silence washed upon them. "im sorry" kenma muttered "i shouldn't have said anything.." 

"its fine." she chuckled "its been years since he died." she smiled bitterly "i guess it's time someone snaps me out of my daydreams" 

kenma didn't respond. he simply toyed with the grass on the ground and the few flowers littered around. 

"yaknow, kenma" she said with a smile "you're the first person i brought here" 

"me? why?" kenma asked in surprise and confusion 

"because this friend of mine was a good man." she said "he told me to try and look for my reason to live."

"and i think i found it" she whispered as he looked into his eyes 

kenma blinked in shock as he basked in her awfully heartwarming words. 

"my reason to live is to die with you." 

"of course. its gonna be about suicide again." kenma sighed dejectedly.  "but y/n, if you think of me as your reason to live.. then i'll take it upon myself to keep you alive" kenma smiled at her, tucking his blond hair behind his ears as he kept his honey hued orbs trained on hers. 

"kenma.." she teared up 

she blinked repeatedly as she opened her mouth to speak. 

"i.. I DON'T WANT THAT! I WANNA DIE WITH YOU!" she whined loudly "i already had our suicide planned! i even suggested the whole river thing a while ago!" she exclaimed 

kenma deadpanned as he watched her ramble on and on about her ideal double suicide. "i really don't care." kenma groaned out "i don't want you to die." he whined "why do you keep trying to kill yourself" 

"just because, okay?!" 

"just for that, im gonna call your agency and hand you over" kenma sighed as he dialled the agency's number 

"traitor!" she shrieked "kunikida-kun will undoubtedly beat me up" kenma ignored her as he started speaking on the phone. 

"yes, she's with me.." he muttered "is she behaved?" he repeated the question as he sent her a pointed glare 

"no, not really" he scoffed 

"kenma, you're heartless!" she shrieked in horror 

"cmon. let's atleast pay respects to your friend before we leave" kenma said with a sigh "dont worry, kenma-kun! i already thought this through" she grinned. she then pulled out a bottle of sake and a book and placed it on the ground. 

"you brought him alcohol? seriously?" kenma furrowed his brows 

"hey, it's two of his favourite things, okay?" she defended with a laugh 

"do you know how ridiculous i looked while buying these things at the store?" she chuckled "they thought i was a madman or something!" 

"i would've too" kenma answered back 

"you're so mean to me, kenma" she pouted "anyways, we should go." she said as she dusted her pants and unravelled a thin layer of her torn bandages. 

"i can't wait to tell you about this suicide method i learned about." she beamed. she tugged on his arm and pulled him away as she continued to blabber on his ear "apparently this one does the job right away!" she exclaimed 

"can you believe it, kenma?" 

"wow. crazy." he replied dryly 

"yeah, and all we gotta do is shoot ourselves with these guns-" 

"no." 

"oh my, this almost feels like a welcome home party!" she cheered. she gave the detectives a close eyed smile while they simply stared back at her with a look of agitation and worry 

"where the hell were you?!" kunikida exclaimed angrily as he tapped his foot on the ground 

"the port mafia!" she answered back nonchalantly 

they all perked up in surprise from her claim. "huh?! the port mafia?!" 

"hai hai! but don't make a big deal about it!" she chuckled as she waved her hands dismissively 

"you could've died!" kunikida exclaimed  "now, now! i'd like to think of it as akutagawa-kun needing some attention that's all" she joked 

"jesus christ" kunikida sighed as he adjusted his glasses "that boy could kill you and you still won't take him seriously" 

"anyways, why is he here?" he asked as he pointed to kenma, who simply ignored him and avoided their eyes as he played on his phone 

"oh! he's the one who found me, so i thought it'd be right for me to repay him" she smiled brightly as she squeezed kenma to her chest, all while he unbotherdly continued on with his game

"i've thought of so many fun things we could do back in my dorm, hehehe~" she chuckled mischievously as kenma's face paled. she only gripped him tighter when he tried to scurry away. 

"i- i see.." kunikida stuttered out. he looked at them with wide eyes as she started squeezing him tighter while kenma tried to pry her off 

"y/n, you're strangling me!" kenma huffed out "i know!" she grinned 

"we'll leave you two alone then!" kenji said with his usual smile as he ushered the others away 

"they're worse than tanizaki-kun and naomi-san.." atsushi shuddered "that's because she's trying to kill him" tanizaki sweat dropped 

"and herself, as well" yosano sneered "go get your man!" she cheered as she sent y/n a sneaky wink 

"yosano-san! don't encourage her!"

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

Love On-Set (Pt. 05 of 10)

Pairing: Dacre Montgomery X Reader

Word count: 2.9K

Summary: You knew acting on Stranger Things season 3 would be a challenge, and you also knew, from the start, you'd have to work closely with Dacre Montgomery. But is wasn't a big deal for you, since this is your job and you're determined to act professionally. You had it all figured out, or so you thought, until the moment you were out face to face with Dacre. Then, this job became a lot harder than it was supposed to be, since you can't seem to focus whenever you're around Dacre. And you'll have to be around him a lot until the end of production.

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All The Right Signs

“Gaten, get it together! It's fake raining!” Finn yells as Gaten messes up the scene for the fourth time. Everyone just laughs as you brace yourself.

“Five minutes everyone!” James shouts and you follow the kids as they run out of the rain as the water is turned off.

Today, you're glad the scene is outside, with all the main actors. It's always fun, and you need to keep your mind away from what will happen tomorrow. You thought the kissing scene was too far away, but now it's just around the corner. And you didn't do as James said. Every time Dacre showed up to work on that, you'd just sit, watch something and talk. And you always have fun together. The director never asked about the video though, so you just decided to let it go.

But now, it's tomorrow. And you're trying hard not to think about it until it's inevitable.

“Are you cold?” Dacre comes to stand before you, messing up your train of thought.

“A little, yeah.” You answer, removing some hair from your face.

“Well...” He steps closer, his hands rubbing your arms. You immediately feel warmer, but you don't think it's because of the gesture. “If Gaten manages to say his line without bursting into laughter we'll get out of the cold very soon.”

You can't help but blush, staring into his blue eyes. “He is–”

A camera flashing gets your attention, and both you and Dacre look at the source. Millie tries to hide her phone as if the bright light didn't startle you.

“I can't wait for tomorrow.” Natalia comments.

Unfortunately, they will have to be here, because the kissing scene isn't the only one scheduled. You still don't know if it's good or bad. Probably bad.

“Alright, let's get it done.” As James speaks, the water is turned back on and it starts raining again.

“Let's go.” You say in a low voice, accompanying Dacre back to your positions.

It takes another four attempts for Gaten to finally say his line without messing up, and the rest of you are free to finish the take. Afterward, before you can run to your dressing room to shower and change out of the soaking clothes, the guys decide to make some silly pictures with everyone soaking wet. In the middle of the commotion to strike a pose, Dacre finds he's way to stand next to you, an arm either on your shoulders or around your waist. You try not to give it much thought, hoping Millie's phone camera won't get your blushing cheeks.

When it's all done, you take a warm shower before heading to the van and an hour later you're at your hotel room. But the day isn't over yet. The guys are coming here to finally start working on the Battle of Starcourt scenes. But you still have some time before they show up, so you make yourself comfortable on the couch, a blanket around your shoulders as you watch Jaws since you're in the mood for a classic movie.

A knock on the door startles you a little, and you notice you were too immersed in the movie. Dragging the blanket with you, you walk over there after checking your phone. There's still an hour until they come and you didn't order anything. But you unlock it and swing it open, biting your lip when you see Dacre. “Hey.”

“Hi.” He furrows his eyebrows when he looks down at you. “I absolutely love your dress.”

“Really? It's the last fashion in my living room fashion week.” Giggling, you step aside, closing the door shut when Dacre comes in. “You're early. Nobody got here yet.“

“Yeah, I know.”

Raising an eyebrow, you shrug your shoulders. It's not like you would send him away. “I'm watching Jaws. So we can either watch it or put on something else.” Making your way back to the couch, you watch as he does the same, settling down beside you. “You want the blanket?” You decide to ask, just to be polite.

“Sure.”

That you weren't expecting. It's not cold. Well, not that cold. You just took the blanket to feel more comfortable since you're wearing shorts and a light blouse. “Ok.“ You mumble as you take the blanket from around your shoulders, fixing it on both you and Dacre.

Then you focus on the movie. Or you try to focus the best you can. Why is Dacre here? Millie's voice comes back to your head, her lastest advise making you bounce your leg nervously. She told you Dacre is giving all the signs he's into you. And you should do the same, or else he'll get the idea you're not interested and step back. Natalia assured it'll happen because Dacre is a gentleman, always have been, and he won't keep pushing you into something you don't want.

Taking a deep breath, you think about your options. You feel how Dacre's arm is touching yours, and you have an idea. Feeling the butterflies in your stomach going insane, you lean closer to Dacre. “Can I?” You ask, laying your head on his shoulder.

“Sure.” He answers, and after a few seconds of the most uncomfortable silence you've even been through, Dacre moves, putting his arm around your shoulders, what makes you snuggle closer to him, your head resting partly on his chest and neck. Your whole body is frozen for a moment, wondering what this is. Then he moves again, his arm sliding down to embrace your waist, and you decide to just end the small distance that was between your bodies, completely leaning on him. “Is this ok?”

“Yeah.” You nod, eyes tightly shut as your cheeks start burning. “The shark is attacking.” Trying to ease the tension, you gesture at the TV.

“It is,” Dacre mumbles, and you feel his chest vibrating as he speaks.

As the minutes pass by, you feel more comfortable. And it feels good to finally allow yourself to do this. It's something so simple, so silly, but still, it feels right. You've been dying to do this and you didn't even know.

Unfortunately, the hour passes by, the knocks and the chattering announcing that your time alone with Dacre is over. Sighing, you leave the blanket behind and go open the door, hoping nobody will notice that Dacre was here already.

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“Ok, ok. Positions...” Joe says after the coffee table and couch were pushed aside, leaving a free space in the middle of the room. You stand beside Millie, script in hand as you wait to find out what scene they'll start with. “You there. You can be... There.”

“Why do I have the feeling we interrupted something,” Natalia whispers as she walks by, tilting her head at Dacre, who's discussing something in the script with Sadie.

“Dacre just came to...” To do what? Did he even come to do something specifically? “He came a little earlier.”

“I didn't know you could get this red,” Millie exclaims, staring at you. “Oh, my God, I'm so happy I'll get to see the kissing scene.”

The kissing scene. Nobody in the freaking universe will let you forget it. As if you needed them to remind you that Dacre's lips will be on yours by tomorrow night. “I want to get it done on one take, so don't screw it.”

“You should ask us to ruin it as much as we can so you'll get to kiss him more times.” Natalia sing songs and you Millie laughs, nodding.

“It won't be Dacre and I. It'll be Billy and Amy. It's a scene, it's our job.” You don't know what gets to you, the words just roll out. And they're all true. It won't be a real kiss. It's not like you don't want to do it. You want to kiss Dacre, and this is making you nervous, but it just won't be real. “Let's just focus here, ok?”

The next hours are tiring. They were right to do this because the Battle of Starcourt will be chaos, and it'll be a lot better if you kinda know the dynamics before having to actually shoot it. But you're distracted, forgetting your lines so many times you have to just keep the scrip in hand and read it. You're thankful for the kids being so crazy because they make you laugh and forget your anxiety for a while.

It's past midnight then they leave, and as you're saying your goodbyes at the door, you notice Dacre falling behind. When he's by the door, the others are already disappearing down the hall.

“Guess I'll see you tomorrow.” You mutter, looking down at your feet. If it wasn't for a meeting James called with the whole cast in the morning, you'd have the whole day to deal with before going to the set. It's better this way though, you think.

“Yeah. I'd be down for another gym date but I have this job that won't let me.”

Giggling, you bite your lip. “You think it'll be about changes in the script?”

“I'm sure it will,” Dacre mumbles, giving a look at the hall. When you follow his gaze, you see three blurs in the shape of heads, vanishing into the corner. “We're being watched.” He lowers his voice as if you were in great danger.

“Hope it's not the Demogorgon. I'd hate to save your ass. Again.” When you look back at him, you find his blue eyes already set on you. It makes you sigh, wondering why your legs won't work, and make you step back, returning to the normal distance you should put between you and someone else. “I'll get some sleep... Rough day tomorrow.”

“I agree.” Another glance at the hall, but you don't have time to check if anyone's there this time. Dacre leans closer and places a kiss on your cheek, as he usually does. Only this time is different. It lingers, for far too long, and at the same time, it ends too soon. And you're sure you felt the corner of his lips on yours. “Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night.” Whispering, you stand by the door as he makes his way to the elevators, giving one last look back before disappearing in the corner.

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Your hands are shaking a little, and you blame it on the cold wind. But the wind isn't that cold. Is it?

You're already in your position, at Hawkins Community Pool's parking lot, next to this random car and your stylist is finishing with your hair and giving the final touches on your make-up. No lipstick. You can't imagine why.

On your left, you see many pairs of eyes set on you. After this scene, James wants to shot the sequence, when the kids find a Demodog in the pool, so everyone is here. But you can't think about that now, you have to focus. Amy needs to come to life today, and you need to act like a professional. You knew acting in Stranger Things would be huge, and difficult, but you'd never guess it would be this hard.

You take the deepest breath you can when you see Dacre coming your way. Mullets were an atrocity to humankind, you think, but damn, he did make it look good. How is it even possible? He shouldn't be allowed to do that.

“Hey. You–”

“Everyone ready?” James' thunder voice cuts him off, and you have no idea if that's good or bad. No time to figure out. “Clean the set, let's do this. Dacre, (Y/N), are you ready?”

Nodding, you force your mind to remember the lines. You're Amy now... Which sucks because by now, Amy is already in love with Billy. Nothing will help you, you just need to get it done, give the audience the show they want.

“Great. Alright then... Ready and... Action!”

You're not ready for that, but you move anyways.

“I can't believe you took almost an hour to get here, Hargrove!” Amy yells, walking fast to end the small distance between her and Billy. “There's a freaking Demodog in the pool!”

“It's dead. So why the hurry?” Dacre keeps the smug smirk, the one that makes you want to slap Billy. Just a little bit. “Chill.”

“Don't tell me to chill. Can't you miss one single date? Not even when there's an interdimensional monster involved?” You punch Dacre hard on the chest, well not so hard, but he does give a tiny step back. This is Amy's jealously attack, and you make sure to make her look frustrated because despite the emotions overflowing, she knows she shouldn't be doing this.

“Why the hell you always think I'm with some girl?”

“Because that's where you always are.” Jumping to conclusions. That's the way Amy found to keep her heart away from Billy. Didn't work though. “You know what, it doesn't matter. We have a bigger fish to fry.”

When you turn around to leave, Dacre gets his cue, grabbing your arm and forcing you to stop and stumble back. “The damn thing is dead, it can wait.”

“Let go.” Amy pleads, stepping backwards as Billy comes closer. That's the moment where she gives up trying. This thing with Billy has been going on for a while now, and, as in real life, there's just this point where you stop fighting it. “Seriously, I'm tired of this shit so let's just–”

“I know you're jealous.” He mutters, just when your back hits the car. James loves to have you trapped like that. “Just need to figure out why.”

“I've said it once, and I'll say it again.” It's hard to follow the script, it's hard to keep breathing normally. It's so damn hard to keep eye contact with Dacre right now. “I won't be one of your flings so back the hell down.”

It comes out too low, and you wait for James to stop the scene. And you want him too. You can't do this. You can't stop looking at Dacre's lips, you can't control the butterflies in your stomach. This is just a goddman scene, why can't you get it together?

“Who said I want you to be a fling?”

That's it. It's happening. Dacre leans closer, so close that you have no choice but to close your eyes. He's saying something else, but you don't hear it. Your hands find their way to his chest, grabbing his jacket as if to steady yourself, to get a grip of reality. When his lips brush on yours, Amy is gone and you break character, taking a deep breath before pulling him closer, eager to end the small distance and finally–.

A loud noise, an explosion, makes both of you jump. One of the cameras near you come crashing down and if it wasn't for Dacre pulling you away, it would hit you. The whole thing moves like a domino effect, knocking a few more cameras with it. You barely hear James's voice, stepping further back, making sure you're far enough. The rest of the cast abruptly stand up from their chairs, worried.

“Everyone back off!” James shouts.

“Are you ok?” Dacre asks and you simply nod, a hand on your heart.

James dismisses everyone while he and his assistants check what happened. You silently walk beside Dacre until you reach the rest of the crew, looking down and trying not to think about the kiss. Or the almost kiss.

“What the hell happened?” Joe asks, and everyone starts talking at the same time.

There isn't much to talk about. Four of the five cameras are wrecked, and the director is pissed. But still, you're too far away, your mind stuck in the phantom of the kiss you craved for so desperately. Dacre stands by your side, but you can't look at him right now. So you engage in the conversation, ignoring Millie's and Natalia's stares, hoping nobody will notice your blushing cheeks.

An hour later, the big news arrive. Well, they're big news fort he cast, not for James. After analyzing the damage, James will have to suspend the shooting for five days. Which means you'll have five days off. Everyone starts making plans, and the ride back to the hotel is filled with happy chattering about who will go where. But you already know what you'll do. You'll fly home and use these days to rest. And think.

“Hey.” Dacre gets your attention, following out of the van when you reach the hotel. “What are your plans?”

“Uhm... I'm flying home.” Shrugging your shoulders, you keep his pace through the main hall.

“Oh, you live in LA, right?” Giving him a quick glance, you nod. “I'm living there too, I don't know if I told you.”

This lights up a spark in your heart, and suddenly, you're not so excited to stay away anymore. “No, you haven't.”

“We can book our flights together... If that's ok.”

His hesitation gets you by surprise, but then you notice how distant you've been acting since the kiss. Damn, he might be thinking you didn't like it or something. That he made you uncomfortable. That's exactly what you don't want him to think. “It is. When do you wanna leave?”

“Tomorrow morning?”

“That's fine by me.” You finally decide to look at him, and you immediately regret avoiding his eyes. Being nervous is... Normal. Maybe. But his eyes give you the reassurance you need. “I'll stop by your room in an hour so we can buy the tickets.”

“I'll be waiting.” His lips break into a smile, and you can't help but bite your lip and smile too.

“I'll be there.” You say as the doors open on his floor. Dacre mutters a goodbye, and right before the door closes again, you see when he winks at you.

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Some wholesome mother and son interaction between melony and allister?

yessss big brain <3

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Ship: Platonic! Allister and Melony

Characters: Allister, Melony

Warnings: N/A

Summary: Allister doesn't remember his biological family, he only has his Pokemon. Until Melony starts caring for him more than usual.

*I HC that Allister doesn't have much family outside of the gym leaders/his Pokemon. He's like...the baby of the Galar leaders, everyone is somewhat protective of him. Is Melony being Gordie's mom canon? Idk but it is here.

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Allister is somewhat of a mystery to most of Galar. The Gym leaders know the basics, that he's young and shy, his mask is a comfort item, and he rarely speaks of any human family. He usually hangs out with Bea, although Kabu is sometimes seen watching over him as well. Melony finds him cute, in his own way. She's a mother, so she thinks part of it is maternal instinct. The other part of it is his age. He's so young looking, surely he at least has a few family members to look after him? She's had a few conversations with him, enough to establish a bit of friendly trust, but nothing more than that.

She doesn't truly get to know him until Bea walks out of her Gym, stoic as ever. There's a small, hunched over figure walking beside her. Melony quickly figures out it's the Ghost Gym leader. "Mrs. Melony? I have to attend a meeting with the Chairman, but the people who usually look after Allister are gone today, so I was wondering if you could look after him for a bit? If it's no trouble, of course." Bea doesn't show emotions easily, but Melony can see the nervousness in the way her posture is slightly imperfect and her fingers are twitching.

Melony looks over at Allister, who has his expression hidden by his usual mask. None of them have ever pressured him to take it off, he's explained that it helps him with his social anxiety and nervousness in front of crowds, but she can't help but wonder how he looks under it. He's surely young, but is he as young as she thinks, or just short? Either way, she smiles softly at Bea. "I'd be happy to, Bea! We'll be okay. Now, run along to your meeting, you know the Chairman's assistant doesn't like waiting."

Once Bea is gone, Allister looks up at her. He tilts his head slightly as he looks up at her. "...So, you're going to be watching me for a bit?" He asks, his voice is soft and quiet, but it's clear enough for Melony to understand each word with ease. She bends down slightly to reach his level and nods, trying to make herself look as casual as she possibly can. Melony doesn't consider herself intimidating, but she knows that someone Allister's age might appreciate the gesture.

"Yes, I suppose so! Is there anything you usually do around this time, Allister?" The boy raises a hand to rub the back of his neck. "It's alright if you don't, I'm sure we can think of something." Bea didn't leave her with many instructions, but Allister seems smart and polite, so it shouldn't be too much of an issue. The boy shuffles slightly before meeting Melony's gaze again.

"Uh...I usually let my Pokemon out to explore a bit, but we visit a graveyard so it's...okay if you don't want to do that." Melony supposes that makes sense, Allister specializes in ghost Pokemon after all. She's never spent much time in a graveyard, but it can't be that bad. She has her Pokemon with her, and Allister will have his as well. She smiles down at him and then stands to her full height again.

"Well, we better get going then! You probably know the way better than I do." Allister perks up and turns, mumbling something under his breath before beginning to walk. Melony follows after him, noticing how he's walking a bit more confidently. It's not much of a change, but it's still nice to see. They follow a path Allister seems to know like the back of his hand until he finds a particular spot. It's a nice, clear patch that, if not for the graves surrounding it, would look like any other clearing.

Allister sits and takes out his Pokeballs and tosses them in the air, releasing his team. They quickly start spreading out, but never leave the child's area. Melony sits next to him, despite the white fabric of her outfit. She has extras anyways, so it's not really a big deal. A cool breeze brushes past and she's once again thankful for her warm clothing. Allister doesn't even seem phased by the temperature, watching his Pokemon cause mischief among each other.

They stay there for a while until Melony feels a weight against her side. Allister is leaning against her slightly, his hair brushing against her arm. She doesn't say anything, figuring that he's tired. The sky is darkening, after all. Still, knowing he feels safe enough to do something like that makes her feel warm inside. She lets him sleep until Bea arrives again. "Ah, I knew I'd find you here. This is his favorite spot."

She gently shakes Allister awake, the boy blinking and sitting up with a slight yawn. He puts his Pokemon back into their Pokeballs and lets Bea take his hand in hers. She mumbles something to him and he turns back to her. "Thank you for watching me, Mrs. Melony," he mumbles sleepily.

"No problem, Allister."