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BELLA RAMSEY

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ISABELA MERCED

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DINA WOODWARD

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KK HARVEY

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© 𝙢𝙖𝙭𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 - 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦. 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯!

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better boyfriend - c.clark

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: yn is definitely straight…

-> !! cheating, kissing, implied smut !!

-> i’m back.. kind of

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I HAD APPROXIMATELY four hours to get my last assignment of the semester done.

had i started the essay at all? nope.

was i making up the entire thing? yup.

good thing it was only my elective, plus the professor liked me. i was sat at my desk, procrastinating and staring at the screen, willing words to come to my brain.

eventually, i was furiously typing away, suddenly acutely aware of the minutes ticking down. the four hours seemed to go by in the blink of an eye, because now i was saving and submitting my entirely half-assed essay and praying that i had sweet talked my professor enough to get a passing grade.

in celebration, i grabbed my phone, flopped on my bed, and checked all my messages. i had four from cait, ten from the hawkeyes chat and only one from ben, my boyfriend.

“u should come over.”

i scrunched my face at the short text, not liking the way it made me feel.

“i can’t, i have practice tn.”

i typed the message and sent it. within a second, he was typing back.

“just skip, i wanna see u.”

“i can’t skip practice ben. we have finals next week.”

surely he knew this. although at this point i wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t. he’s been distant the last month, only talking at night or when he sees me in class, and not paying attention to me at all.

“who cares, it’s just girls with a ball.”

i started typing out an angry message telling him that it was more that. girls with a ball, when he called me. i picked it up and answered curtly.

“what?”

you could clearly hear the irritation in my voice.

“woah, calm down princess. that time of the month or something?”

it took all my strength not to yell at him.

“don’t be a dick. what do you want?”

“just want my girl to come see me tonight. wanna see your cute little ass again.”

his voice made me want to gag. he was trying to hard to be ‘cool.’

“i’m not going to come see you, i’m going to practice.”

“aw, babe. c’mon. you would choose your silly little sport over your own boyfriend?”

he was pushing my limits, and i was about to snap. tears started to pool in my eyes and i willed them back, but the fact my own boyfriend would treat me like this, like a piece of meat.

“yes, i would. and if you actually knew me, or cared about me, you would know it’s more than just a silly little sport.”

i hung up the phone and all the tears came flowing out. this was a long time coming, and i knew he was a piece of shit before this, but i could never bring myself to break up with him.

as i lay on my bed for a bit, i felt lonelier than ever. i just needed a hug. so i did the one thing i knew to do.

i called cait.

she picked up on the first ring, “hey yn, what’s up?”

“can you come over?”

my voice was quieter, slightly wavering from the crying i’d done. cait didn’t hesitate, telling me she’d be right there and hung up.

it was barely five minutes before there was a knock at the door, and cait walked in.

“what’s wrong? who made you cry?”

she questioned me as soon as she saw my tear-stained cheeks. sitting next to me on my bed, she pulled my closer to her until i was sitting on her lap, straddling her waist.

“ben. he doesn’t care about me and only wants me when it’s good for him.”

my voice was muffled through caitlin’s shoulder but she understood what i was trying to say. her hands started drawing patterns on my back while she held me, calming me.

“love, i told you he was no good.”

her words were soft, reminding me that, yet again, i’d chosen a bad apple. i didn’t have anything to respond with so i left her words hanging with a grumble.

then cait leaned down so her mouth was next to my ear.

“i could be a be a better boyfriend than him”

my body stilled, as her hands still held me close. i knew what she was saying was wrong but i couldn’t help but feel a bolt of adrenaline rush to my core.

“you think?”

i was teasing her for sure, raising my head to look her directly in the eye. she stared right back with that smirk of hers.

“i know.”

i grin, leaning closer, not quite close enough to touch but close enough for her to want to.

“kiss me, cait.”

i broke the silence again, daring cait to step over the line of friendship we’d drawn all those years ago.

her lips were soft, but she kissed hard. passionately. intensely. like she wanted to take you right then and there. i wasn’t objecting, almost moaning at her lips alone.

i moved my hands down to her waist, gripping it tighter and moving my hips forward against her.

“pretty girl, if you do that again i might have to take you right here, right now.”

the fire in her eyes conveyed that she wasn’t playing. part of me wanted to do it again and get just that, but this was a new step for both of us and we hadn’t talked about the feelings side of things just yet.

“maybe i will.”

i still wanted to tease her though.

cait kept kissing me and i kept kissing her back, until we had to break apart again for air. she moved her lips down to my neck, littering little pecks everywhere.

“you should just get rid of him.”

cait spoke in between pressing kisses all over my neck and whatever exposed skin she could find, as her hands roamed with free will. i hummed, finding it hard to focus on anything but her touch.

“i will.

but he can wait until i get my fill of my girl.”

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!! this is not a drill !!

jonas has left the arsenal.

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my masterlist and inbox are playing up 🤦🏼‍♀️

apologies for the inconvenience it causes, but if anyone knows how to fix it please dm me. it’s driving me crazy 🙏🏼

OKAY edit: i fixed the masterlist & links, just gotta do it on my laptop.

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coaches daughter II - p.bueckers

summary: paige always was a rule breaker, taking her coaches’ daughter on a date

• part 1 • part 2 •

-> my one appearance for the month <3

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𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗦𝗧 for my nerves to handle. i was a wreck, buzzing around my apartment and waiting for the right time to start getting ready. paige and i had been talking over the week leading up to the date, and we’d decided on a quaint restaurant not too far from uconn.

my phone vibrated with a message, and i almost jumped at the thought of it being paige.

from: paige

just got off practice, i’ll pick u up in an hour <3

i smiled at her name popping up on my phone, typing out a response and heading to get ready. all week i’d been thinking about what i should wear and managed to come up with a fit that i thought to be decent enough.

i’d paired my favourite jordan’s with a denim skirt and a simple cropped tank. since we were only going for lunch and it was nearing 35 degrees outside, i opted for no jacket. light makeup finished off the look and i was ready to go.

just in time too, apparently, as i heard a knock on my apartment door.

i grabbed my phone and keys, shoving them into my bag and racing to answer the door. paige was stood on the other side, looking very attractive in her jeans and crop top.

“hey, pretty girl. ready?”

she offered her hand, which i gladly took, and we walked down the flight of stairs to her car.

she handed me the aux cord to play some tunes, and turns out we have very similar music taste. she pulled into the parking lot, and before i could register much, she’d hopped out and appeared on my side to open the door and help me out.

i thanked her with tinted cheeks, as we walked into the establishment.

the waitress sat us at an empty table, leaving us with two menus. paige looked directly at me with a gentle smile, like she was studying my face.

“tell me more about you.”

we spent most of the night talking about ourselves, our families, what we liked and didn’t like, all the classic ‘first date’ stuff. i learned that she’s been injured for most of her collegiate career, but she’s finally back playing. and that paige had a younger brother, drew, that she loved dearly.

i told her about how i’d been studying abroad in spain in for my degree. she seemed really interested and that made me happy, so i showed her all the pictures i had gotten.

we talked more about me studying and then spain, before the food came out.

after

paige drove us back to the university dorms, which we were both staying at.

“which room is yours?”

“why, you wanna stay the night?”

i teased the blonde girl and her cheeks immediately turned a shade of pink.

“i- no, maybe.”

she stuttered out her words which i immediately felt bad for, grabbing her hand and pulling her close.

“oh paige, no, i only meant it as a joke. you can stay over if you want.”

her cheeks turned an even darker pink colour as she looked deep into my eyes.

“it’s okay, i was just going to walk you to your room.”

she gives a small smile and does just that. when we reach my room she leans down and gives me a peck on my forehead.

“i’ll see you round, pretty girl.”

then she leaves to go to her room.

i’m left standing in front of my dorm room, breathing hard and staring longingly after the tall blonde walking off. i make mental note to myself to text her tomorrow to meet up again.

never mind the fact that geno would have my head for going out with one of his players.

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breeding kink with paige!!

𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 - 𝙥.𝙗𝙪𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨

summary: yn + babies = horny paige.

-> !! strap use, breeding kink !!

-> i’m sorry i’ve been mia for ages !

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“𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗚𝗘! 𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗨𝗣 we gotta go!”

i shout at my girlfriend from the bottom of the stairs. we had to leave if we wanted to get to my parents house in time.

“i’m coming!”

the tall blonde came hurtling down the stairs, still pulling her shirt on.

it was the family dinner/reunion, since i hadn’t seen all of them in a while. my family all knew of paige and most have met her, but my sister and her husband had been away overseas and haven’t had the chance yet.

we finally made it to the car and paige hopped in the drivers seat, she always drove us around.

when we got to my parents house there was already cars parked in the driveway. i grabbed paige’s hand and walked up to ring the doorbell. it was my mother who answered the door, grabbing me in a big hug when she saw me.

i stepped aside to reveal paige and my mother hugged paige enthusiastically.

“so nice to see you again, paige!”

“nice to see you too, mrs. yln. thank you for having me.”

she invited us in, rambling about how happy she was to have the whole family here. that’s when my sister came to see who had arrived, and in her arms was a tiny baby.

my gasp was audible as i stared at the little human.

“when were you going to tell me you had a child?”

my sister only laughed and handed the baby over to me. i cradled the thing in my arms, staring down at it lovingly.

“her name is celia. we only had her a couple months ago.”

i let out a breathy ‘aww’, turning to paige.

“paige look! it’s so tiny and cute.”

i looked up at my girl to show her the baby, which she was already doing.

“oh also paige this is my sister, charlie.”

paige reached over to shake hands with my sister and her husband who was standing behind her. my mother interrupted then, telling us all to go to the dining area.

we all moved towards the table, taking a seat as my mother and father brought out the food. i passed celia back over to my sister while we ate, not wanting to injure her.

after everyone was done eating we all sat and talked, chatting about everything. paige was asked about her basketball which she seemed to like. she had a hand resting on my thigh, edging upwards every so often.

almost an hour later and it was time for me and paige to go home. we bid farewell to everyone, waving as we exited the house.

paige took my hand as we walked to the car.

she didn’t say much on the drive home, occasionally humming along to whatever song was on the radio, but she was abnormally quiet.

even after we had gotten through the door, paige was still quiet.

“p, what’s going on?”

“you drove me insane today.”

“mmm?”

“when you had celia… it made me think. i want to have babies with you. badly.”

“ohh. y’know you should’ve said something earlier, p. we could’ve left early… had some fun.”

her eyes grew visibly darker, bordering on possessive.

“yea? care to show me what kind of fun we’re talking about?”

i threw a devilish smirk at her before walking to the closet, reaching for our secret drawer. opening it to grab the newest addition to our collection, a purple strap.

i walk it back to paige, handing her the toy and simultaneously dragging my hands up her toned arms and stomach.

“want you to put your babies in me, p.”

i speak in a low, sultry tone.

paige doesn’t miss a beat, walking me back to fall onto the bed. she strips down to her sports bra, taking her boxers off and stepping into the harness. i take the hint and remove my dress to reveal a matching lingerie set, purple to match paige.

she catches sight of it and immediately grins.

“all dressed up for me, ma?”

i nod vigorously, desperate for paige to touch me. she takes her eyes over my semi exposed body, skimming her fingers over the lace bra i had on.

“take it off.”

her voice is quiet but i still hear her. my fingers are quick to remove the piece and paige latches her mouth onto my nipple immediately after.

“mmm.”

the sensation sends shocks to my core.

paige only pulls back after she’s given ample attention to both tits. she promptly grabbed my ankles and dragged me to the edge of the bed.

running a finger through my folds, gathering the forming wetness and sucking it off her digit. the sight made me wetter.

paige lined up the strap with my entrance, holding my legs wide. when she finally pushed in i let out a sigh at the pleasure. we started with a slow pace, before paige thrusted faster. the sounds of skin slapping echoed through the room, the feeling of the strap hitting just the right spot pushing me closer to my first orgasm of the night.

paige had hooked both my legs over her shoulders, picking up the pace even further. she had incredible stamina, barely breaking a sweat.

“p-paige, i’m close.”

she kept her pace, adding her fingers to rub against my clit.

that surely sent me over the edge as i cried out paige’s name while i came.

paige slowed down and pulled out, careful not to jostle me too much. i came down off of my high to a grinning paige.

“no rest for the wicked, baby. i know you’ve got one more in you.”

i wanted to laugh at how horny paige was even after what we’d done. paige guided me onto all fours and easily slipped back inside me.

she started thrusting slowly, allowing me to adjust to the pace. soon she was quickening her pace, harsh thrusts hitting just right inside me. it was overwhelming, the pleasure rushing back in waves.

i moaned out, arching my back so my ass and pussy were up in the air and pushing back on paige’s strap.

“that’s it baby, keep fucking me like that.”

her hands grabbed my ass, guiding me back and forth through her thrusts.

“oh, paige! i’m cumming!”

her thrusts became harder, more determined.

“‘m gonna pump my babies in you. such a pretty mama.”

and with that i was spasming around her plastic cock. i moaned out in pleasure, telling paige not to stop, to fuck me through it.

she slowed down eventually and pulled out, this time discarding the strap on the bedside table. i collapsed onto my side, thoroughly fucked out.

“do you think you’ll have my babies now?”

paige grinned cheekily at me with that glint in her eye.

“if i don’t then we always have tomorrow to make up for it.”

paige took that promise literally.

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she’s getting time 🥹

so proud of em rn

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so proud of em rn

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reblog if u want caitlin clark to rearrange ur guts 🎀

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ARE YOU JOKING

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guys i swear im still alive, i’ve just got uni.

coaches daughter pt.2 will be coming soon tho !!

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i’m dying, this is so cute

WAG ERA INDEED 👑🤭

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THIS WHOLE SHOOT BELONGS IN A FUCKING MUSEUM

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idk how to feel about this…

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more irene paredes smut?

𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙭 - 𝙞.𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙨

summary: a hard launch on instagram leads to some harsh comments from fans. irene shows you just how much she cares about you.

-> !! angst, fingering, oral sex !!

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𝗜𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗔 hard day.

i had a couple of pictures from a day off yesterday that i chose to post to my instagram account. one of those pictures was of irene kissing me. since we weren’t ‘official’ to the public yet, that was a pretty obvious hard launch to everyone.

irene was happy to come out to everyone, so long as i was sure that was what i wanted. i was content with the post, and how i looked in the picture, but clearly some people had other ideas.

i’d come home from a stressful day at the office, and a shit tonne of paperwork that i had barely finished. just to check my phone and find a few comments on my post degrading me, my looks, and worst of all: my relationship with irene.

irene hadn’t seen the post, nor come home yet, so she had no clue what she was walking into.

i had showered, changed, and was now curled up in our bed crying silently while scrolling through more and more heartless comments. i couldn’t have stopped even if i wanted to. realistically, i knew i needed to stop, that reading everything (good or bad) was not good for me.

the sound of the door opening cut me out of my momentary depression as irene walked into our apartment.

“mi chica, i’m home.” (my girl)

i quickly wiped the tears off my face, trying to keep my face normal. i didn’t want irene to worry when she saw me, like i knew she would.

“baby- oh there you are.”

then,

“are you okay? why are you crying?”

my efforts to return my face to normal were in vain, irene could see through it immediately.

“i’m fine.”

she dropped all her bags by the door of the bedroom before climbing on the bed with me, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

“you’re not fine, mi vida. tell me, what’s wrong?” (my life)

i was silent, debating telling her about the comments. i knew she would find out anyway so there was no point in hiding.

“i posted us yesterday and now people are being mean. to me.”

i handed my phone over for her to see. she scrolled through, her face scrunching up with each insult.

“do not listen to these people. they are wrong, so wrong, and they will never know how perfect you are. how much you mean to me.”

i gave her a teary smile.

irene leaned in to give me a soft kiss, punctuating how much she loved me in a single action. we pulled apart, irene hovering slightly over me.

“let me show you how much i love you.”

her voice was lower, huskier, my sadness morphing into need. i pulled her down into another kiss, hungrier this time as our tongues fought for dominance.

her hands started roaming, slipping underneath my shirt to find my bare breasts. she gently massaged the flesh before rolling the sensitive nubs between her fingers.

her hands started trailing lower, down to the waistband of my sleep shorts.

she pulled back from the kiss,

“can i?”

i nodded, and she pressed her lips back against mine while simultaneously hooking her thumbs to pull the fabric off my legs. she was met with with my bare pussy, no panties and almost soaking wet.

“mm, so wet for me baby.”

one hand dipped into swipe some of my arousal on her finger while her other hand returned to my chest. her finger slipped into my mouth, which i instinctively sucked on.

“taste good?”

“mmm”

i moaned in response.

irene pushed me back against the pillows, sliding down so she was face to face with my core. without wasting a second, she had attached her lips to my clit and sucked lightly against it. the moans she elicited from me were loud.

that’s didn’t deter her however, if anything it spurred her on. she added her fingers, slipping two fingers in without any warning. a gasp left my mouth which quickly turned into a pleasured groan, as it’s started pumping her fingers in and out of me.

my hands gripped the sheets as waves of pleasure wracked my body and pushed me further and further towards the edge of an orgasm.

irene switched it up then, pulling her fingers out and replacing them with her tongue. while she worked her mouth against my pulsing entrance, she used her hand to rub against my puffy clit. the friction became too much and i knew i was going to cum any second.

“irene, ‘m cumming.”

my hand held her head in place while the other was still gripping the sheets.

and just like that i was pushed over the edge, my core spasming around irene’s mouth.

she gently eased off the pressure, placing small kitten licks on my clit until i’d come down from my high.

“so good for me, bebita.” (baby)

i hummed in response, hugging irene and nestling my head into the crook of her neck.

“i love you so much. more than you will ever know.”

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someone write this !!! i’m begging

Y’all i have big brain energy rn but….

imagine ur fav wbb player is your girlfriend and begs you for sexy polaroid pics so when she plays at away games she has something to look at

or even better, ur part of the staff that handles your favorite team which is how you met ur wbb player gf and to help motivate her, before a game you would give her a sexy polaroid pic of you and you bet your ass she plays better bc of it, considers it her lucky charm at this point

SOMEONE WRITE THIS PLS IF THEY CAN JUST GIMME CREDIT FOR THE IDEA OK ILY BYE

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𝙞'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 - 𝙣.𝙢𝙪𝙝𝙡

summary: when nika is drafted for seattle, some of her teammates aren’t very welcoming. but yn was always there for her

-> not saying her teammates don’t like her, this is just for the story !!

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“… 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙈 select nika muhl.”

i remember the night vividly, the cheers rippled through the crowd as i clapped for my new teammate.

at the draft night was me, jewell and gabby who came to represent the storm. i was overjoyed when nika was called as the rookie for our team, i knew her from uconn, although she may not have known me. i was in my senior year the same time she was in her freshman year.

and while i thought that nika would fit in well with the girls, apparently i thought wrong.

it had been a couple of weeks since she first joined us, and as the rookie, she was the new kid. jewell and gabby were welcoming enough, but as far as the rest of the girls went, they made no move to make her feel like she belonged. so i stepped up.

“hey nika. how you doing?”

i’d wait for her every morning before practice outside the doors and we’d walk in together.

“i’m good. how are you?”

and every morning her face would light up a little more when she saw me there, waiting for her. it wasn’t until after practice that day that i found her sitting on the bench by herself.

“hey niks, what are you doing?”

“nothing..”

she sounded dejected, like she’d been crying.

“are you okay? you look sad.”

i sat down next to her and grabbed her hand, gently rubbing circles with my thumb.

“i’m okay.”

she sniffled a little then, and i knew she wasn’t really okay. the nika i knew was happy and smiley, not sad and depressed.

“nika, hey. look at me. you’re not okay, i can tell. what’s going on? has someone said something?”

“i don’t think the team likes me.”

she didn’t speak very loudly, and she refused to look me in the eyes.

“why do you think that?”

i moved to sit down in front of her, my hands resting on her knees and my chin on my hands. i spoke a little quieter, aware of some of the team that were still in the far corner of the gym.

“they don’t speak to me much. and they never say hi to me like you do.”

“oh nika. i’m sure they do like you, they’re just not sure how to show it. i’ll always be here for you, whether they like you or not.”

i stood up and gave her a hug, which she reciprocated. she tucked her head into the crook of my neck and whispering a small,

“thank you.”