#caits little fics

[chelscait]

what about like a blurb on r being obsessed with just lightly smacking lessi’s butt whenever she walks past (jokingly or not 🫣) and then she does it one time infront of their teammates and all they get for the rest of the day is teasing from them

in the doghouse. | Alessia Russo (kinda changed this because I've done one similar with Alexia)

"Y/N, I can feel your stare, stop it."

You heard the distant voice of your girlfriends as she bent over to scrummage in the cupboard, looking for whatever cooking tool she needed.

"Not looking." You lied, cheek in the palm of your hand as your phone slipped out of the other, cheekily scanning your eyes all over her from where you sat at the kitchen counter.

She turned her head to face you, still bent over, and she caught you in the making. Your own eyes raising to hers before giving her a smile, she rolled her eyes and went back to digging for the item and you enjoyed the show.

She got what she was looking for out about 10 minutes ago, but you weren't that nice to tell her so.

Your relationship was new, the longing looks and insufferable pining had been going on for ages but you didn't make a move until it was announced she was moving to arsenal. The team you were currently at.

The statement is that you were friends with benefits turned; 'let's give it a chance, I really fucking like you and your ass is a bit of me.' (you didn't say that but that's how it went.)

The first training session, you both didn't entirely hide the concept around you both but you most definitely didn't make it obvious, you didn't want to make Lessi uncomfortable on her first day- especially when she barely knew anyone.

Your teammates had their suspicions though, you were always tagging along her side and they spotted your touch laid on her a bit too long for it to just be friendly, but again they took it as something else because they knew you liked to make a big deal of making people know that your girlfriend is yours.

Even though Alessia had put the no touching at training rule to the extent of serious, you didn't mind it as much as you thought. She was your girl and you were sure she knew it too. You loved watching her interact with the girls you had known all your life, but there were some that couldn't follow the rule that she had set up for yourself.

They were innocent, but it made your blood boil slightly. In training, at lunch, in the gym- any sort of closeness to her, that you couldn't get, made your jaw clench. It made you want to break the rule so badly, but you knew you'd get a lecture.

Throughout the first weeks, you were starting to get eggy, touch deprived (even though you get it at home.)

The gym was the worst time of day because Less usually liked the idea of having a spot whenever she was using weights, and she told you specifically no whenever you took up the topic at home. It was even worse when she was doing squats with them too, back facing you as you sat trying desperately not to watch as you couldn't be the one next to her.

You watched the eyes of your teammate spotting her, making sure they weren't suggestive around the activity as well as staring at Alessia- mind wandering to other things as you scoped out the scene.

Until a hand on the small of her back, that wasn't your own, caught your attention- your posture straightening up as you watched as they chatted, Alessia moving away slightly to let it drop but you didn't care, already moving across the room towards her.

"I'll take it from here, go do your routine." You looked the girl up and down, nodding your head for her to leave so you could take her place. She looked at you as if you had grown two heads, Less glaring at the side of your head also.

"No, don't go. Stay. Y/N.."

"What? I'm just letting her get on with what she needs to do, I'm taking a job off her hands." Exaggerating the grin on your face, you stepped back so she could leave- which she did in the space of three seconds.

"Why are you making this harder for me?" She scolded in a hushed voice, hair spilling out of the usual tight bun she wore.

"I should be asking you that."

"Give it a rest, its two hours." She spat as she went back to what she was doing, yourself groaning as you struggled to keep your eyes away, she knew what she was doing.

You saw as she struggled and you lightly pressed a hand against the small of her back and she stared at you in warning, knowing that the whole team was in here and has already seen you make a scene.

"I'm being serious, we are not alone." She huffed and you smirked, hand trailing down slowly and she had no choice but to drop what she was doing and push your wrist away.

"Stop!" She spoke through gritted teeth before leaving you where you were, an oblivious expression plastered on your face.

Alessia trudged over to where a few girls were sitting and snatched a water bottle from its place, her cheeks hot with fluster. She caught gaze of Victoria staring straight at her, lips curled in a smirk.

"What?"

She shook her head as she turned to the other girls, all giggling amongst each other. Alessia knew not to take it the wrong way but she felt one-sided at this rate, huffing as she turned to move elsewhere- finding that everyone else was watching her also, so she evacuated the room.

You were just as insufferable in training, unluckily for her she had been put in a group opposite you and of course football is a high-contact sport so she had your hands all over her as you tried to defend against her. You used the opportunity to all extent- if you weren't going to tell your teammates, you were definitely going to show them if they can't get the hint.

"Stop what you are doing, Y/N. This isn't funny." She spoke through gritted teeth as she has somehow found herself on top of you for the 3rd time, her neck flushing as you sat up with her still in your lap before she scrambled off of you.

She once again cowered as the girls looked at you both and she turned back to glare at you once more before returning to her position. You allowed her to slam a few goals in to release some steam, just so you weren't entirely in the dog house.

Alessia had began walking back to the changing rooms with no time to spare and you eyes followed her as she did so.

"Do you like her or something, Y/N?" Katie popped up beside you, a cheeky grin on her face as she watched your expression.

"Nah, she likes me.. isn't it obvious?" You joked as you crossed your arms over your chest with a smirk before moving to catch up with your girlfriend.

You attached your arm around the blondes neck, herself relaxing slightly before she recognises whom it was with their arm over her and she moves out of your touch.

"Stop making it obvious, I can't take the looks much longer."

"You're the one that's bringing it on yourself, honey. I'm just being friendly." You shrugged, noticing all the girls catching up to you.

"You're so annoying." She huffed before moving again and you couldn't help yourself but push her final button and do what you had been wanting to do all day.

She gasped as you committed the action, backing away as she turned around with an incredulous look. You snorted at what she looked like and she began to move towards you.

"That's it, you're on the sofa tonight!" She screamed as she ran after you, before her clumsy self tackled you both to the ground.

"It's funny how they don't know that we already know."

"Yeah, Tooney has a big mouth."

wowww me posting my request(s) from yonks agooo

[casuallivi]

Elriel Month: Week Three: The Garden

The finest singer could not compete with the sound of her voice. The melody alone had a way of relaxing his shoulders, luring him to turn on his sit and better face her. His attention was fixed on the small leather journal (her faithful companion) where she sketched a plan to expend the garden, her fingers running smoothly over the paper to point where the flower beds would go, the especial corner where she intended to grow an orchard, how the old shed would have to be enlarged before the renovations began. Azriel listen to it all, volunteering to help her with the woodwork, and when the last of the family disappeared upstairs, she slid closer to him, turning a blank page on.

There she vaguely outlined the garden once more, saving the detail for other features, such as enhancing the house and its surroundings forest. “I’ve been paying more attention to details.” She continued by tracing the streets near the Town House, naming shops and people that could be found there, along with what they did for a living and their family associations. “It helped me to center, like you said.” Her eyes darted to him amid the soft strokes of her pen against the paper, heavy with sadness that wasn’t there before the fight with her sister, mixed with the eagerness to control the images that plagued her day and night. Azriel was aching to be closer to her, to hug her and kiss her sadness away, to comfort and reassure her that everything would be fine. But she wasn’t his, so he simple patted her hair. “It takes time to master new powers Elain, be patient.”

“I will be.” She held his wrist, bringing his scarred hand to her face as if he was worthy of touching her like this, her fingers mingling with his. “I’ve been waiting already.” For a moment Azriel was frozen in time, lost in space with no idea where his body was, his heart trying to runaway from his chest and jump in her lap. Her luminous honey eyes held him there, motionless, and she said nothing else, because Elain was sure Azriel understand she no longer talked about mastering her visions, her words heavy with meaning, like the morning sun coaxing the shy sunflowers in his direction.  

One day Azriel would bloom towards her, and when he did, Elain would be ready.

For my bestie Cait, since our fantasies about their late night conversations match well 🤭🤭 @fawnandshadows

[justicecaballer]

breaking out the spreadsheet again

[mariahcarreyyy]

congrats on 2k!!! you deserve it and so so much more <3

can i request being overprotective of them in front of prospective partners with max ofc thank u very much -cait/@leclerced

# prompt no.10, being overprotective of them in front of prospective partners

mariahcarreyyy's 2k celebration announcement post

It was embarrassing.

Watching two grown men argue over who would drive you home from the lively, neon-lit bar led to a bashful flush, warming your body amidst the crisp darkness of the night.

Only minutes prior, Max had taken one look at you and decided home was where you should be. You didn't make any protests because he's right; you wonder if you looked like a book to Max—pages crinkled, broken spines, and easily read words in his favorite font.

"I can take my fucking girlfriend home, Max," your boyfriend, Scotty, seethes through gritted teeth, an ugly vein bursting on his forehead.

Scotty evidently did not like the idea of Max driving you home for a reason you had no idea of. You and Max had been friends for years, so if even an ounce of your yearning and want was reciprocated, he would've done something by now.

That thought did little to dwindle the stubborn 'what if's from gnawing at your soul, the twinge in your heart whenever you see Max with anyone but yourself.

And also the slight guilt at thinking of another man when you have a perfectly fine one waiting at home for you each night but. Whatever.

"I swear to fucking God if you get into that car with her--"

Eyes widening, you place a calming hand on Max's shoulder and ignore the daggers your boyfriend is glaring at your touch. "Okay, how 'bout we all relax, yeah?"

Max cranes his neck to look at you, his harsh facade melting when he catches sight of the worry etched on your face. Once his heaving turned into steady breathing, your face ducking shyly to look away from his gaze, your boyfriend cleared his throat loudly.

You hastily drop your hand like the Dutch had burned you, and Max lets out a disapproving noise at the loss of your contact. Yeah, Scotty did not look impressed. The murderous glint in his eyes did nothing to quell the uncomfortable atmosphere, his jaw flexing like he's capable of murder, of tearing Max's limbs off and letting the blood spill on the pavement.

"Scotty...to be fair, you did drink, and I don't really feel like dying tonight."

A hand creeps around Max's waist, your fingertips pinching the flesh after you hear him snort. A barely concealed yelp from the driver has Scotty scrunching his nose up in distaste, nostrils flared, and betrayal painted across his face.

You should probably side with your boyfriend, but. But the cool breeze makes the tiny hairs on your arms stand up, teeth chattering; you wrap the thin, barely-there jacket Max gave you at the beginning of the night and roll your eyes, walking to Max's car.

Fondly, Max observes the impatient tapping of your foot and flush on your face—from the cold, he tells himself, not for the same reasons as himself. He raises his brows tauntingly at Scotty before advancing towards your shaky frame.

"Fuckin' bitch," Scotty mutters into the air, lips pursed into a scowl and vodka overriding his senses.

Your ears don't quite grasp the words, but Max's do. So, when the world champion's fist paves the way for the colorful hues of a bruise to bloom on the bridge of your boyfriend's nose, you can't help but choke on a gasp.

authors note. anddddd scotty makes a comeback!!!! tbf in the og fic he was actually portrayed as a good bf. max & reader r js bad ppl. now i dont have to feel bd tho cus he's terrible in this🥰

[wosoamazing]

Pregnant

Summary: Katie and Caitlin are pregnant.

Warnings: Morning Sickness (throwing up), negative tests, pregnancy.

A/N: This is the first fic in the new McFoord Baby Series, its not the best, in my opinion (but they do get better). I hope you like it, I have some other stories in the works for this, but if there is anything you would like to see in this series let me know.

“Katie, are you sure you want to do this?” Caitlin asked her as they stood in the kitchen preparing for their first step to being Mums. Katie just nodded, keeping her eyes closed, she hated needles like really hated needles. Caitlin gave the injection to Katie and then wrapped her arms around her.

“That’s it, that's the first step, we might get to be Mum’s” She said, placing a kiss on Katie's lips. “I’m so excited”

_____

The next month Katie was moody, getting mad more often than usual, receiving a yellow card in almost every game. Jonas pulled Katie into a meeting about her behaviour and that's when he found out they were trying for a baby, he forgave Katie but told her to try and control her temper.

_____

Egg Retrieval Day and Transfer Day had been successful, which is what had led them here, standing in the bathroom, waiting for the timer to go off, to see if they were pregnant or not.

“This is so painful, why do they take so long,” almost as if the universe had heard Katie the timer went off, the two giddy women quickly flipped over the three pregnancy tests, immediately the mood in the room dropped, all three were negative. 

“I’m sorry,” Katie said before she burst into tears, Caitlin quickly wrapped her arms around her and held her tight.

“There is nothing to be sorry for, this isn’t your fault, and anyway, it's rare for it to work on the first try, Mini told us that remember, we can try again, but only if you want to.”

Try again was exactly what they did, which is how they found themselves sitting in the Kitchen, of Mini’s apartment, Katie had been feeling unwell for the past few days but she couldn’t bring herself to do a test, especially considering when the IVF clinic did the blood test two weeks after the transfer it was negative, they decided to not start another cycle straight away, deciding to go on international break and then talk about how they felt and the steps forward. There was not really any chance at all that Katie could be pregnant, and even though they both knew the pregnancy tests would be negative. They both still couldn't bear to flip another set of pregnancy tests for them to be negative, joining the other four negative sets. However Mini told them to just do one, that mistakes can happen sometimes and sometimes the blood tests are too early and that it would be better to know for sure rather than just assuming Katie wasn’t pregnant. She even offered to be there for them and find out herself to then tell them, which was an offer they took up, hence why they were in her kitchen. They brought Kyra with them to make it seem less weird as to why they were both visiting. Kyra, Harper and Clara were sitting in the living room.

“You ready?” Mini asked the pair who sat in front of her, they both tentatively nodded. She flipped over the tests and a small smile appeared on her face. “You’re going to be Mum’s” “Wait what,” “Really?” She nodded showing the pair the tests.

“Oh my God, we’re going to be Mum’s Cait,” Katie exclaimed as she pulled Caitlin in for a hug.

The three of them walked out into the living room. “Sad” Harper said as she pointed to the pair, “They’re not sad Harper,” “But crying”

“These are happy tears, Harps,” Caitlin said as she went to sit on the floor with Harper and Kyra.

_____

A few mornings after finding out she was pregnant, Katie found herself feeling very sick, as the pair of them sat on the couch eating breakfast.

“Cait, I’m just going to go to the bathroom real quick,” Katie said as she stood up, walking to the bathroom, Caitlin was a little concerned for Katie as she had been acting differently that morning, she also had been blinking hard which Caitlin had discovered Katie did when she was in pain or unwell, so the Australian decided to follow her into the bathroom. She found Katie leant against the wall next to the toilet, she had her arms wrapped around her stomach, and her knees were pulled into her chest.

“Katie, Babe, it’s just me,” the Australian said before sitting down next to her, Katie’s eyes were shut and she didn't want to startle her, Katie moved closer to Caitlin so that their sides were touching, resting her head on Caitlin’s shoulder, who moved to put one arm around Katie, “What’s going on?”

“I feel like I’m going to throw up. I hate throwing up, I don’t want to be sick, Cait.” Caitlin started to move her thumb against Katie’s arm, in a gesture of comfort, placing a kiss to the top of her head.

“It’s okay, I know you don’t like it, but I’m here, and if you ever feel this way please tell me, I’ll come and just sit here with you. We’re going to get through this together okay.”

The pair sat there for ten minutes before Caitlin spoke again, “How bout we get ready for training and head off, maybe some fresh air will help.”

They were standing in the locker room talking to their friends when Caitlin saw Katie's demeanour change, it was ever so subtle and no one else would have noticed but it was something Caitlin could’ve spotted from a mile away. She walked up to Katie and wrapped her arms around her waist giving her a hug from behind before whispering in her ear “Let’s go to the bathroom.” 

Katie followed Caitlin into the bathroom, they both walked into a stall and locked the door before finding themselves in essentially the same positions as they were in at home, except the only difference was this time after a few minutes Katie threw up, Caitlin rubbed her back as she did, saying encouraging words to her whilst she also messaged someone on her phone.

Katie stopped throwing up, and returned to her previous position, “Do you feel any better?” “A little bit”

They both heard footsteps as someone entered the toilets “Cait you messaged?” It was Steph, Katie’s eyes grew in panic, Caitlin held her tighter as she explained “It’s okay, it's just Steph, she knew we were trying, she found me one day after a negative and I was having a moment, I explained to her. She won't tell anyone, and she doesn't know about this yet. I just need to go and talk to Jonas quickly, she will stay with you, she is good, don’t worry”

Caitlin stood up and walked out of the cubical, “Can you just look after Katie for me quickly? I’m just going to go talk to Jonas, I’ll explain later.” 

Caitlin came back from talking to Jonas to find Steph and Katie sitting in the locker room.

“Sorry, I didn’t realise the girls had gone out, thank you for looking after her though, but you can go out now, it's all good”

“No its no problem I’ll wait for you”

“Katie, Babe, I spoke to Jonas and we both agree that you shouldn’t do any training today, he said we could go home if we needed but I didn't think you would want to go home, so he suggested that you could lie down for a bit on one of the physio beds or that you could sit off to the side and watch training. It’s up to you, but if you do want to go home I can take you home, that isn’t a problem”

“No, I want to stay, could I maybe go lie down?” “That sounds like a good idea, do you want me to take you down, or-” “No it's all good, I’ll go myself, love you.” “Love you too babe.”

“So I hear congratulations are in order” Steph said as she sat next to Caitlin who was tying her boots, “wait did she tell you?” “No, I kind of figured, but I asked and she said yeah. But seriously congratulations, you are both going to be fantastic Mum’s” “Thanks Steph, you ready to head out?” “Yeah. But why don’t you want to talk about it? Is everything okay? You guys have wanted this for so long, I thought you would be more excited” Caitlin let out a heavy sigh, and looked down at her feet.

“Yeah, it's just that, it's been hitting Katie hard, and I just feel so bad. I mean we both wanted this but like-” “Caitlin, its okay to not feel 100% sure about this, it's a big change.” Steph said cutting her fellow Aussie off before pulling her in for a hug.

_____

“Um, so we just had something to tell you all, um well….” Katie said, prompting Caitlin to pull out a mini Arsenal shirt, which had Little Teammate printed on it.

“Oh my god are you having a baby?” “Yeah, expected mid November”

“Congratulations you guys, I didn't know you were trying,” “Thank you, but yeah we didn't tell many people.”

“Oh that's why.” Kyra said a little louder than intended to Alessia causing everyone to look at Kyra who looked like a deer in the headlights, not wanting to reveal what this announcement had just answered.

“Um well….” Kyra stammered.

“Kyra thought Katie was looking fatter than usual.” Alessia threw Kyra under the bus, which caused the Irish women to cry. Kim and Leah directed the team out quickly, to give the two women some space.

“I’m sorry,” Katie said as Caitlin pulled her in for a hug, this was a symptom of her pregnancy Katie hated, maybe even more than the morning sickness, she was so emotional and kept crying.

“You have nothing to apologise for, after all you are growing our daughter.” The two women sent each other beaming smiles, they were going to have a little girl soon.

[calicoheartz]

Could I request a fic or hcs about cute moments with Caitlin and Reader that were caught by the media or fans (it could be either before or after they went public) I luv your writing (⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎)

On-Air Adoration ; Caitlin Clark ♡

summary : just sweet little scenarios when you & Cait were caught by the media / fans ! >.<

warnings : pure fluff :)

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : omg this was so cute! thank you for requesting anon ❤️ enjoy ◡̈

Surprise appearance ;

during a post game interview , Caitlin is pleasantly surprised when her girlfriend sneaks up behind her and gives her a playful hug 🫂

the genuine shock and subsequent laughter from Cait creates a memorable and endearing moment captured by the cameras, showcasing your playful dynamic

Cheering from the stands ;

during one of Caitlin’s basketball games , the camera catches her girlfriend enthusiastically cheering her on from the stands! They share a quick kiss during break.

the crowd goes wildddd with admiration for their support and love for eachother ❤️🥹

before you revealed your relationship to the public ..

Caught on live ??

a little bit before you both had officially made your relationship public , Jada was on live with the girls, Cait included. She was sat in front of the camera , just scrolling through her phone when the door behind her opened

You slowly popped into frame , quickly approaching to give you girlfriend a quick smooch on the cheek

caitlin freezes , giving you a look before Jada quickly ended the live. Everyone now knew that the Caitlin Clark, had a girlfriend. When I tell you the internet went wild to try and find out who you are , what you did , how you two met, and all the juicy details

The secret supporter ;

before your relationship was public knowledge , you attended your girlfriends basketball games disguised in both a hoodie and sunglasses. Despite trying to remain incognito, keen-eyed fans catch glimpses of you in the crowd, speculating about your identity and sparking rumors of a “mysterious supporter”

stealing glances ;

during press conferences or post-game interviews, you both exchange subtle glances and secret smiles whenever your eyes meet across the room. While the media is mainly focused on Caitlin’s performance on the court , some attentive observers might catch these fleeing moments of affection between you two.

Undercover date night ;

You both often like to enjoy a low-key date at a local diner , trying to blend in with the crowd. However , your attempts at discretion are foiled when a fan excitedly approaches them for an autograph, inadvertently drawing attention to you presence and sparking speculation about your relationship

Covert affection ;

During a televised game , cameras catch you discreetly blowing her a kiss from the stands during a break. While it goes unnoticed by most, some eagle-eyed viewers spot the tender moment and speculate about the identity of the mystery admirer

caught holding hands ;

while walking together in a crowded street , you and Caitlin were caught holding hands 🥴 th

e simple yet intimate gesture ignited a frenzy among fans , who eagerly speculated about the nature of your relationship and what it could mean for the future

tbh I might add more in the future since my brain is lowkey fried rn 🫥 anywhooo thank u for reading !

[greynatomy]

the diner

caitlin foord x reader

i googled some meet cute ideas and came up with this. been wanting to write a caitlin foord fic for a while, just didn’t know what.

let me know what you think!

-grey

———

Tossing and turning in bed, Caitlin couldn’t seem to get herself to fall asleep. Her mind not letting her rest. Instead of staying in bed, Caitlin put on some sweats and a hoodie, hopped into her car to drive around.

The neighborhood was pretty much dead, couple bars just barely closing at two in the morning. Driving a bit further, she comes across a small diner— an American style diner—one she’s never seen before. It looks to be open, also from the little light up ‘open’ sign, she parked her car in the small lot, heading inside.

She seems to be the only one there except for one other person. She didn’t know if she could sit anywhere or had to wait to be seated, but she didn’t have to figure it out for long.

“Hi. Sorry if you’ve waited long, but sit anywhere you please. Menus are already at the tables.” An American accent, Caitlin thought. made sense if an American owned the place.

Seating herself at one of the many small booths, she scans through the menu, suddenly becoming hungry.

“Now, I just made a fresh pot of coffee for you if that’s what you’d like, but how are you with the menu? Need more time?” Caitlin looks up to find you there with a little notepad in your hand, looking down at her with a smile.

“I think I know what I want actually. I’ll just get the pancakes with eggs and bacon please.”

“Alright. Now how do you want your eggs cooked?”

“Scrambled is just fine.”

“What about for a drink?”

“I’ll have a coffee please.”

“Great. I’ll go grab your coffee and start makin’ your food. Be back in a bit.”

As she waited, she looks around the diner, taking in the atmosphere. It looks like the diners you see on the television when watching some old time-y American film or show. Like the one show Caitlin had started to watch, Riverdale was it?

“Here’s your coffee. Cream and sugar for you if you want. And your food is almost done.”

“Thank you.”

Caitlin couldn’t help herself, but she thought you were beautiful. You have an aura that made her want to get to know you more, so she did what she thought she should do.

“Would you like to sit down with me? Like get to know each other and all that?”

You pause. Of course you’ve been asked by other customers to have a meal with them, but you’ve always declined. But you somehow couldn’t decline her invitation.

“Let me just grab your food and I’ll be right back.” You give her a big smile, making Caitlin smile just as big.

After the initial introductions, you and Caitlin had gotten quite along, conversation flowing very easily between the both of you.

You found out that she played football, not at all being a fan of the sport, or sports in general, but not your opinion would definitely change. She asked why you opened up a diner and you told her that you just loved the vibe diners give out and always wanted to open one. Also how there’s not many around England. It’s open twenty-four seven, you only come by when you want to or if there’s no one that can cover a shift.

Without realizing, two hours had passed. Your openers for the diner had just come in. Caitlin tells you that she should get going, picking up her wallet to pay, but you declined saying it’s on the house. Instead, she asked if she could ask for your number, hoping to hang out outside the diner in the future. You agreed, bidding her goodbye as she walked out.

———

Two months have passed. You and Caitlin have been texting and calling everyday, meeting up a few times mostly at your place as she didn’t want any of her friends just bathing in, wanting to introduce you at her own terms.

Her teammates, especially her Matilda teammate Steph, noticed how much she’s been smiling at her phone and cancelling plans with the team.

“What’s god you gigglin’ on your phone there Cait?”

“Nothing.” She brushes Steph off, finishing packing her bag to head back home.

“You’ve been a lot happier these days I feel like.” This got the attention of most of the team, interested in the conversation happening.

“Yeah. Just texting a friend.”

“A friend, hey? You sure they’re just a friend?”

“Okay, fine. I was supposed to invite you anyway, but I do have a girlfriend and I’d like to invite you all to her place tomorrow after training for a dinner. She’s cooking.”

“Foordy’s got herself a girlfriend!” Katie yells out. Everyone else cheering like they’d just won a major tournament.

———

“Alright. They’ll be here soon. Do you need me to do anything else?”

“Nope. Just stand there and be sexy.” You say, leaning up to peck her lips.

Moments later, you hear the sound of the doorbell, Caitlin’s friends trickling in one after the other. Settling down in your backyard, you start getting boba dyed with questions.

“How did you guys meet?”

“When did you guys meet?”

“How’d Caitlin get a hold of you?”

“Woah, guys! Don’t overwhelm her. She’ll answer when you quiet down.”

“Thank you, baby.” You kiss her cheek, getting aww’s from everyone, making you blush. “Alright. To answer all the questions at once, she came by my diner at like two in the morning, I was the only one working and she was my only customer. She was very shy at first, but we warmed up to each other very quickly, talking for two hours. We exchanged numbers, she asked me to be her girlfriend and now we are here.”

After swearing all the questions, everyone quickly dug into the food, complimenting you on the taste. Everyone was so easy to talk to.

Caitlin watched you bond with her teammates, laughing at something Leah had said. She was glad you were getting along with everyone and that everyone had gotten along with you, like they’d known you for quite some time.

She was grateful that she had walked into your diner that night.

[archangeldyke-all]

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👶: little fucker/pregnancy fic

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🦇: black vampire reader fic

🤠: cowboy sevika fic

💼: ceo amab sevika fic

*once i write 5+ requests for a certain topic/au, i'll assign it it's own emoji, so it's easy to keep track of the full story :)

[kentparsnipparson]

oh man, it's been so long since I've written check please fic that these one shots for Deck the Haus 2023 are going slowwwwwww. I forgot so many small details that made writing fic for it easier.

So much fact checking like wait what years were everyone in??? when did Lardo move into the haus????? Why can't I remember anything any more, /sigh

Still gonna write em tho....it's just....not what I'm used to, to have to take writing fic slow.

Anyway, shameless plug for my old Check Please fics in case you're jonesin. (and to maybe help give me some more motivation uwu)

Hello, Internetland - 32K, 16 Chapters, TW for mild homophobia Eric is an up and coming Youtuber. He's steadily gaining followers for his baking tutorials and vlogging about his life. But his mom and Coach find the vlog and give him an ultimatum: "Be straight" or leave. Thankfully, fellow Youtuber, Shitty, reaches out a helping hand.

Nobody But You - 1700, one shot, fluffy Cait/Chowder meet cute Cait got a job at the nearby children's ice skating rink and got to watch Samwell's Hockey team teach kids. Though one of the members stood out way more than the rest.

Holy Jeewilikers Batman - 1200, One shot Jack lets Bitty pick their matching Halloween costumes. Set during Bitty's junior year before they reveal their relationship.

Let Me Break On You Like a Wave - 1600, one shot, Zimbits meet cute AU Bitty gets roped into a beach volleyball tournament. At least there's a cute boy on one of the other teams to keep him occupied between games.

Pickin' locks and Hearts - 2900, one shot, zimbits meet cute AU Jack is a little confused by his (maybe) neighbor trying to pick the lock of the apartment next to him. But he looks a little too helpless to ignore.

Go for Broke - 2200, one shot, Ransom/Tater The next time Tater visits the Haus, Ransom finally gets his life together and talks to him.

Okay, shameless plug done. I just know these are older so they don't get seen as much on AO3.

[chelscait]

leah or alexia with fem!f1 reader? people assume r is straight until she HARD launches at the paddock kissing her gf. reader is also more of an intimidating, scarier driver who people see immediately melt w her gf!! could be at silverstone or barca?

just that person. | Leah Williamson

(I have not named what team and co the reader is with.. so, you can make it up- I felt that adding them to Red Bull would be controversial to you Mercedes fans or others who hate red bull- also, how can you hate red bull?)

"What's with that face, baby?"

Your eyes flickered towards your slumped girlfriend as you pulled yourself into your race suit, letting it hang at the waist as you focused on getting ready for qualifying. She huffed as she dropped her phone in her lap, laying her head back against the snug sofa that the team had put in your driver's room.

"They're talking about you, and you know who again.." She pouted at you when you couldn't help but smile at your jealous girlfriend, pulling your hair over one shoulder as you made your way towards her.

"You know nothing is going on.. I'm all yours, and best of all, you're all mine." You spoke as your fingers came to lift her head to face you in your standing position, bending down to place a soft kiss on her lips.

"They don't know that."

"I know, and I'm sorry I'm keeping you a secret, but you have to understand that anything could change everything in this sport. Especially for me." Your words didn't deem much of a reaction out of the blonde. Sighing, you placed yourself next to her while patting your lap to urge her to come closer to you. 

She shuffled over until her bare thigh met your clothed one and laid her head on your chest, your fingers finding home in her hair as they coaxed through her curled strands. 

"I love you." You whispered, your tone casually slipping into your loving one- the only one you use for the blonde and the only person you use it for. Years of trying to make it into the racing business changed your exterior into a hard, not-to-fuck with one, and Leah is the only one that encouraged you out of it. "I'm gonna secure P1 for you, my girl."

She raised her head to face you, biting her lip as she took you all in. The fireproofs you had on protected and shaped your every curve, and she couldn't help but place her hand down on your chest once she sat up, moving closer to your lips as she adjusted herself to straddle you. Her lips teased yours as you tried to connect them, smiling to herself as your hand gripped the back of her head and forced her towards you.

Both your hands roamed each other's bodies, trying desperately hard not to rip her outfit apart as she fiddled with the zip of your fireproofs. "I don't have long.." 

She moaned as you flipped to lay on top of her, "You can make it quick." 

Your movements sped up when she whispered in your ear, halfway pulling her trousers down when you heard a certain someone bang at your door. "Y/N! I know what you are doing, and now is not the time. Get ready!"

Lowering your head in embarrassment, you went completely still before flopping on top of the blonde underneath you. Herself giggling slightly as you tucked your face into her neck, "I think you need to go, my love.." 

You sighed and pushed yourself up, not standing before helping Leah get suitable. Only doing so when you hear your trainer knock on the door once again, "Y/N!"

"Kay!" You shot back before moving back to Leah, who stopped you in your tracks. "I'm okay; go and get pole for me."

You ignored her as you stepped closer, pressing a quick kiss to her lips before rushing out the door and leaving her in the hospitality, assuming she knew where she was going once she was decent.

Racing at Silverstone was your all-time favourite thing to do- the one chance you got to show your skills in front of a home crowd, and the one time a year you got to prove to them that you were a racing driver. A Formula 1 racing driver.

It took you gallons of blood, sweat, and tears to be able to get a position in the job you love, so every race was taken as seriously as you could make it. The British GP not any different from the rest.

This time, however, it wasn't just the crowd you wanted to be proud of but also the blonde footballer that was most likely making her way to the garage as you slipped on your helmet- never having felt so much pressure to make that happen. 

A pair of hands slapped your shoulders, knocking you out of your trance from where you stared at the telecoms in front of you. "Alright, Miss GB? Nervous?"

You scoffed jokingly, "Why would I be nervous? Come on now."

Turning, you came face-to-face with your team principal, raising an eyebrow at him as he adorned a cocky grin on his face- always so proud of his two star drivers. If there was one person you could trust with your life, it would be him, which is why you chose to sign a contract with this special team. 

"That's my girl. Go easy on your teammate this time, okay? It doesn't matter which one of you gets the pole, no matter how much I know you will be securing it." He whispered the last bit before tapping the top of your helmet and leading you towards the car, your focus drifting from his muttering when you noticed Leah at the back of the garage. 

She gave you a nervous thumbs up, which you returned with a curt nod before stepping into the car and getting with it once again.

As predicted, you took pole like a piece of piss- 2 tenths of a second clear of your teammate- and you couldn't have been happier as you jumped out of your car once you had parked it behind the bold number 1. Thankful for your helmet covering the vulnerable look on your face.

Stripping it off when you managed to contain the grin on your face, you placed it down on the little podiums and replaced it with your cap before you felt an arm wrap around your neck, jostling you around. 

Your teammate was just as elated as you were as he secured P2. His touch was uncomfortable around you, already knowing the millions of tweets that it was going to cause as you chatted with the two boys. Discretely, you knocked his arm off of your shoulders before taking the bottle of water and gulping it down.

"At this rate, we're going to win every race." He spoke as you were both left alone on the sidelines waiting to be interviewed, glancing at him as you watched it be held. "Hopefully equally.. you just have to let me win tomorrow, as you are currently on 5 wins and I'm on 4. It's only fair." 

"You wish." You smiled as you crossed your arms. "You just need to be a tiny bit better than you'll make it; you were too slow around most corners.. pussy."

"Hey, I'm just being cautious; I don't plan to retire any time soon because of medical reasons from a 100G crash."

"That's why I am better." You shrugged, covering your mouth as you elicited a giggle at his offended face, forgetting about the cameras around you.

"Just you wait.." 

You 'oooed' sarcastically as he was called up to his interview, himself sticking the finger up at you, before busying yourself by unzipping your race suit and tying it at the waist, waiting for your own turn.

With a pole position tyre in hand, you made your way back through the paddock towards your team's hospitality, occasionally stopping for some fans, before finding your girlfriend on her phone sitting outside with your trainer, deeply frowning at whatever she was looking at. 

"Hey. I haven't seen you." You spoke, your voice twinged slightly as you were out of breath, placing your new award on the table and sitting down. She glanced up at you as you sat waiting for her attention, "Congrats." 

Your eyes squinted at the blonde as she didn't give you the light of day, your head turning towards your trainer as he just shrugged- always without a clue and always not giving a shit before leaving you and Leah alone. 

"I got P1 just for you.." You mumbled, hesitantly pushing the memorabilia towards her with an awkward smile. "I think you're my lucky char-"

She sighed obnoxiously loud, leaning her elbows on the table as she stayed studying her phone. If there was one thing you hated more in the world, it was feeling belittled and ignored, and Leah was doing a damn good job at it. 

Pulling your chair in further, you lean closer to her. "What the hell is your problem?" 

"Nothing." 

"Then why are you being a brat and ignoring me?"

She shrugged as she kept eye contact with you before going back to her phone, not being able to touch the screen with her thumb before you snatched it out of her hold. "Hey!"

You didn't need to look twice before glaring back at her. "Seriously? I told you to ignore it."

"Well, I can't ignore it when it's right in front of me, in real life." She gritted, keeping the volume low to not attract the public's attention while seizing her phone back from your hand. "All over every single screen, all over every social media."

"You are so jealous. It's unbelievable. Tell me one good reason why I would have a relationship with my teammate- one good reason why I would cheat on you." 

"I don't know! Maybe you're just that person." Your mouth hung open as she spat back, shoving her chair away as she stood up and walked off. You couldn't let her get away with what she said. Well shouted, and with uncertain glances towards the people around you, you followed after her.

"Leah!"

She ignored you as she headed towards the exit, although you easily caught up to her and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer to you before you smashed your lips against hers. She immediately melted against you as she got what she wanted. Before she saw the look on your face as you pulled back, her smile completely dropped as she looked at you like an innocent puppy.

"You do make it hard for me; never say something like that again."

hi again it’s me, writing.. because that’s what this blog is for.. silly me.

[case-of-traxits]

WRO Reeve + Heartbreak

One who wears the crown, bears the crown.

For @here-be-ninjas | From a discussion on this post.

So I've been sitting on this for a few days now in my drafts. I kept trying to type it up as a reply on that fic, but the fact is... I just have too many feels and it kept getting way too long and I didn't want to slam out like, three half-thought out things. So here, I've done my best to outline some things that are going on for WRO that break my heart.

I have no idea if this is what you were expecting or wanting, but this is what you're getting.

Also, please excuse the gratuitous use of gifs, but like, I'm just delighting in the fact that when I search "Reeve Tuesti" in the gifs thing, I GET SOMETHING OMG.

(That wasn't true pre-Remake really. But thankfully, people are slowly realizing he's super handsome. So it's a win for me!)

Time to put my metal on Whose blood to spill? I don't know whose side I'm on. Two armies are coming at me. Their flags and weapons look the same. One tells the truth; the other's lying. And they're both calling my name.

-- "How Villains Are Made," by Madalen Duke

Canon Explanation

So at the beginning of Final Fantasy VII, we have three massive disasters occur in Midgar, all over the course of three days: Reactor 1 is bombed, Reactor 5 is bombed, and Sector Seven is dropped. It is certainly canon that all of these events deeply affected Reeve emotionally (if you want to see a video comparing Reeve's reaction to the Plate Drop plan, you can see that here).

Now, I don't think it's fanon to extrapolate that at the end of FF7, Reeve has lost basically everything.

Canonically, he's had to deal with the following:

The loss of Reactor 1.

The loss of Reactor 5.

The dropping of Sector Seven.

Tseng is nearly killed (how close Reeve is to Tseng is up for debate).

Cait Sith the First dies (as a sub-note on this one, not only does Cait Sith die, but the very thing that he dies for, to prevent Sephiroth from getting the Black Materia? Is immediately voided because Cloud hands it over to Sephiroth).

Aerith dies (how close Reeve is to Aerith is also up for debate).

Diamond WEAPON attacks Midgar, which is, of course, full of innocent civilians.

Reeve is dragged away to be imprisoned during this attack because he refuses to go along with Scarlet and Heidegger.

At some point, Reeve is freed (although, that's not important enough apparently to get a mention in the OG) and he organizes the evacuation of Midgar, which has to be evacuated through, canonically, a single train line and a single highway that wrap around the central pillar.

He shuts down all of the reactors in Midgar. I'll have to see if I can find a canon source for when, exactly, this happens; it happens sometime between when he is freed and when Edge is started, and I think there's mention somewhere that it's before the Lifestream surge that stops Meteor. However, per On the Way to a Smile, Episode: Barret, all mako reactors across the entire world have been shut down as of "several months after [Meteorfall]."

A few days after this evacuation process is started, his mother is killed when the Lifestream surges up to stop Meteor.

If he'd had any hope whatsoever of salvaging Midgar, or returning people to the city after the Meteor crisis, that's shot down after the Lifestream surge. So now he has a city full of people who refused to leave prior to Meteorfall, another city (Kalm) full of people who did evacuate, and no power for any of them. Again, you can see On the Way to a Smile, Episode: Barret if you want a little peek as to what some of the pre-Mako tech looked like. Spoiler? It isn't pretty. I'm talking coal-powered trucks kind of not pretty. This is a world without gasoline as tech. Mako literally powers everything, and they're now rationing what was left in the reactors. With that in mind, it's really no wonder that the WRO is militaristic.

As someone who has worked at an electric company (I want to add "canonically," but I mean IRL. XD), let me tell you, people without power? They are panicky. But okay, that's not addressed canonically, so let's disregard that side note.

Instead, let's just focus on everything else.

He's lost literally everything that he has clearly dedicated himself to: Midgar, his parents, one of his robot cats, and his entire livelihood. And suddenly, he's the only one with anything even resembling the experience necessary to run the world. The last standing member of the Shinra Board, and effectively, he's taken Rufus' place as the de-facto world leader.

And all of this starts on 12/9/07 and ends "the last third" of 01/08, according to the Crisis Core Ultimania Timeline.

So... all of that. In six-ish weeks.

And this is true before we even touch on the expanded canon and my headcanons regarding Reeve Tuesti.

You reach the battle lines Racing inside your mind A question for all time, is it you? So gravity defy And storm the darkest night Is it you? Is it you who will save us?

-- "Who Will Save Us," by Tommee Profitt

Expanded Canon and Headcanon Time!

Expanded Canon: The Inspire Thing

So. Cait Sith. Beloved fuzzy son.

First, let's look at Reeve's profile from the 10th Anniversary Ultimania:

The head of the Urban Development Department. Involved in the construction of Midgar from the very beginning, he watches over the town’s development like that of a child. By utilizing his special ability, “Inspire”, he is able to cause inorganic things to emit life; his “child”, the “cat”-shaped robot, Cait Sith can be controlled from a great distance. After Meteorfall, he became the director of the World Regenesis Organization (WRO), which is devoted to the purpose of restoring life to the planet.

So this is interesting for a lot of reasons, but there's two very important things that this profile does for us:

One, it clearly states that Reeve has been "involved in the construction of Midgar from the very beginning," and he "watches over the town's development like that of a child." So... That's a great character note and a problem, but let's put a pin in that and we'll discuss the problem part of that in the next section. So the thing you need to actually note there is that Reeve loves Midgar. Like a child.

And two, it defines Reeve's surprisingly controversial "Inspire" ability. I say surprisingly because here's the general breakdown. Reeve has literally always had this ability, but people will sometimes discount it because it's not "mentioned" in any of the games. And that isn't... wrong, exactly. Reeve is never, at any point in any of the games, 'outed' as an Inspire. However, let's look at the Ultimanias over the years:

Now, I wish I had links to all of these pages for you, but the simple fact is, I don't. I could probably get links to all of them, given enough time, but I'm still rebuilding my compiled FF7 References Google Drive folder. When I get everything in there, I'll post a link.

The point I want to make with this is that it isn't something new. This is not some detail they retconned in to make things work. They've literally always implied it in game. There's a few metas floating around periodically that talk about Reeve and Cait Sith, and maybe one day I'll sit down and write up my own, but I want to be able to link to certain things like the Before Crisis scripts and such, because there's evidence in there to prove that Cait Sith is not just a 'robot'. He's a plush cat, yes. He's an animatronic, yes. But he's also an individual.

Canonically, in the original game, he feels pain when he trips and falls in the Temple of the Ancients on his way to die. He begs Cloud and AVALANCHE not to forget him, even if another Cait Sith shows up. He reminds them all that there's only one him. (And then of course, they promptly forget him. T_T)

In Before Crisis, Reeve gives the player Turk a controller to use with Cait Sith, but Cait Sith has 'thought' dialogue in the game that cannot be attributed to Reeve.

In Dirge, you see Cait Sith and Reeve together at several points, and they always move fairly in sync, but there's no indication of a controller in Reeve's hand at any point. And okay, that could be because Dirge was really bad about character models. We never did, after all, get a pregnant Lucrecia model in that game. ... Or in any other game, for that matter. But that's a different problem.

The fact is, at no point is Reeve ever shown using a controller. How he controls Cait Sith is subtle enough that he can control Cait Sith actively during a board meeting that he lets AVALANCHE listen in on during the original game. That's the board meeting where Scarlet and Heidegger propose loading up the failed rocket in Rocket Town with materia and launching it into Meteor in an attempt to stop it. And none of the other directors (or Rufus, who is canonically aware of Cait Sith and Reeve's control of him) notice. So I don't think it's actually a stretch of canon to assume that Reeve doesn't have a visible means of controlling Cait Sith.

Which means... yes. It's magic. Some kind of mental connection to Cait Sith. And let's just... digest that for a second.

Imagine a mental connection to something you love like a child.

And you send it to be crushed to death in an attempt to stop Sephiroth from obtaining a materia that he will use to destroy the world.

And immediately after you've done this, you have to get the next version of that child to the same place, to the same group of people, who have already lost the materia you entrusted them with.

(And, as an aside, you were just using this second version of that child to rescue a dying coworker that, your own personal closeness aside, your good friend is very close to. Because Before Crisis makes it very clear that Reeve and Veld are close in some fashion. It's a little ambiguous about their exact relationship, but they're close enough that Reeve risks everything to help the Turks because he's sure they're helping Veld who is on the run from Shinra at that point.)

Now, all of this to say... Why am I rambling about Reeve's Inspire ability and Cait Sith? Well...

Headcanon: The Inspire Thing

My personal headcanon is that Reeve, with long enough exposure to anything inorganic (i.e., his car or reactors) can inadvertently form a bond with it. Even grant it a sort of ... half-life. Now, admittedly, this is entirely fanon. I make no arguments that there is any sort of canonical support for the Inspire abilities working with this way.

But the fact is... it's odd, isn't it, that the reactors are under Urban Development? Why aren't they under Science?

(And yes, that is canon. It's in the original game that reactor control is under Urban Dev-- Reeve Tuesti-- not Science.)

So this is something I play with, that Reeve is some kind of brilliant engineer, constantly tweaking the reactors, adjusting them to maximize every drop of mako energy as efficiently as possible. And in my headcanon, he manages that in part by directly interfacing with the reactors.

Which uh... makes blowing them up emotionally problematic for him. How emotionally problematic? Well, @ladykf-writes wrote me some amazing ficlets that feature my headcanons about this after much rambling with her about them. So I highly recommend checking those out if you're interested in this idea.

So, basically, in addition to the list up there? You could add that my particular Reeve is also suffering from some serious emotional turmoil regarding the "deaths" of Reactors 1 and 5 as well as Cait Sith the First. Those aren't just moments of, "oh it's tragic these people died," or "oh shoot, I lost one of my robots," for him.

He literally lived through their deaths.

Now. Let's move on from my headcanons regarding this ability and let's talk about Reeve's problem.

Broken pieces of a barely breathing story Where there once was love Now there's only me and the lonely Dancing slowly in an empty room Can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby Let you go and let the lonely in To take my heart again

-- "The Lonely," by Christina Perri. In particular with this song, the "you" that I imagine it being focused on is Midgar, not a person.

Reeve's Timeline Shenanigans

All right, back to Reeve's profile from the 10th Anniversary Ultimania:

Involved in the construction of Midgar from the very beginning, he watches over the town’s development like that of a child.

And from the Final Fantasy VII Complete Dismantled True Story (which while "official" is not necessary "canon" per the development team):

A capable engineer closely involved in the design and construction of the two-tiered city of Midgar and its eight mako reactors.

Now, unfortunately, Reeve's profile doesn't often get translated in other ultimanias-- or at least, not in places I've been able to find-- so we're kind of stuck with just these two interpretations of this side of him. Still, it's pretty clear, right? He was involved in the construction of Midgar from the beginning. Even in the Dismantled True Story version, he's closely involved in the design and construction.

It also mentions that he's 35 (like Barret) in the original game. Since the game takes place in 0007, we can say pretty confidently that he was born in '72; same year as Barret, for those who don't trust my math.

Now, let's look at Midgar's timeline, shall we?

From the 10th Anniversary Timeline:

[ μ ] – εуλ 9/23/1959 (48 years before FFVII) · Shin-Ra Works (later the Shin-Ra Company) discovers mako energy [ μ ] – εуλ 1/9/1968 · Construction begins in Nibelheim on the first in a series of power generation facilities, “mako reactors” for the purpose of extracting mako. [ μ ] – εуλ 6/24/1976 · Construction of the mako city, Midgar, begins. The Shin-Ra company relocates its headquarters to Midgar.

... Interesting. Okay. What about other timelines? Well, let's look at the Crisis Core Ultimania's Timeline:

[ μ ] – εуλ 9/23/1959 · Shin-Ra Works (later the Shin-Ra Company) discovers mako energy. [ μ ] – εуλ 6/24/1976 · Construction of the mako city, Midgar, begins. The Shin-Ra company relocates its headquarters to Midgar.

Now, this does change a bit in the Remake Ultimania's Timeline, from what I understand. They push Midgar's construction date back to 1969, per the FFVII Timeline, which for the record I like because they source all their dates wherever possible. However, I haven't really dug into the Remake stuff yet because it's my understanding that the Remake is the Compilation in a blender, so just because something is true in the Remake doesn't make it true in other aspects of canon (for example, they adjusted the ages of Rufus and the Turks, to make Rufus clearly older/same age as them, whereas he was always younger in the original canon).

Anyway, the issue with this timeline is this: Reeve's four when they start building Midgar. How involved is he in this construction project?

Now, over the years, I've seen a few interesting takes on how to handle this.

One, people just completely disregard it. Which, fair. It's an ultimania canon note, not something from in-game, but I always find it interesting when people say, disregard these dates but are happy to accept say, dates regarding the Nibelheim project as gospel from the same sources. But hey, I cherry pick canon too, so who am I to complain, right?

Two, people go with the architect of Midgar being another R. Tuesti (probably Reeve's father is the most common headcanon), and over the years, his work has been conflated with Reeve's own until people just forget that Reeve himself couldn't have been the one to do it.

Now, my personal headcanon-- which I am absolutely detailing because you asked me about why WRO Reeve breaks my heart, and I swear all of this is tied into that original question-- is that Reeve's father was the original engineer who developed the Nibelheim reactor. He was also slated to be the lead engineer on managing the complicated network of the eight (nine, technically, at least during construction, but who's counting?) reactors in Midgar. Except when Reeve was about five, he died in an accident. Probably in a reactor, let's be honest.

And when the Turks (and because it's my headcanon and I can, the Turks in question are Veld and Vincent) are sent to pick up Papa Tuesti's notes from his widow so that the other engineers can try to make sense of them, they discover that the five-year-old can decipher his father's unlabeled diagrams. So they take the boy with them to the Shinra Manor in Junon where the President pays to have him formally educated and put to work deciphering these diagrams and notes to ensure that the Midgar project goes as planned.

Of course, being brought up to be this engineer means that Reeve has access to basically the best level of education possible. So yes, he's deciphering his father's notes, but very quickly, he's improving them. And that, my friends, is why he ends up as Head of Urban Development. Because the simple fact is, he's been brought up for this, raised and trained to President Shinra's exact specifications of what he wants in a city.

Now, once again, all of that is just my personal headcanon, and I can't even cite some of my old sources because I just cannot find them anymore. So take this or leave it, it's where I sit on it.

That also means that he was brought up in the same house as (although almost certainly very separated from) Rufus. There's a ten year difference between them, of course, so it wasn't like they were close, but there's certainly room for some... understanding between them. If anyone understands how the President was (who canonically was extremely abusive towards Rufus per On the Way to a Smile: Case of Shinra).

Now, how does all of this tie into WRO Reeve breaking my heart?

Well, per my headcanon, Midgar is literally his life's work. It's his father's legacy and it is the city he has poured his entire life into, and it's gone. At the end of the original game, it's gone, and he has to look at her dead carcass on the horizon every time he is in Edge.

He was fashioned into the engineer who builds cities and lives and fantasies-- the floating city, remember?-- and he was desperately just trying to survive the President's reign of terror under the hope that Rufus would be better (I can't find a copy of the source quote in Before Crisis, but it's mentioned on his Ultimania profile). And suddenly...

It's all gone.

I am the son And the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular

-- "How Soon Is Now," by the Smiths, but the AG cover.

So. If you've made it through all of this, I just. I have a lot of feels about Reeve Tuesti in general, and in particular, in what state he's probably in after Meteorfall. I guess this is what happens when you've been writing him for 20-some-odd years. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The long and short of it is this: Reeve is an incredibly underrated character, and he's so often sadly overlooked by fandom, and he just... he's been through so much by the time he's head of the WRO. I can't help but think that he's got to be so worn down by it all. It's hard, saving the world, especially in a position like he's in.

He is, after all, the only man in the world who betrayed Shinra twice and lived.

But he's also the man who built the world's largest, most complicated city, and he's a man who has survived losing everything.

And what did he do the next morning?

He went to work.

You wanna take a drink of that promise land You gotta wipe the dirt off of your hands Careful son, you got dreamer's plans But it gets hard to stand Soldier keep on marchin' on Head down 'til the work is done Waiting on that morning sun Soldier keep on marchin' on

-- "Soldier," by Tommee Profitt

[xannytranny]

Blurbs for Paige Bueckers x Caitlin Clark x You

So, I've been going a little feral over certain WBB players, so these are some blurbs I've had stuck in my head. If you guys want, I'll turn it into a two-parter fic. 

PLEASE DONT STEAL (or at least ask first, please)

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It started with you and Caitlin at a bar with friends. Your friends were giggling over a Paige edit, talking about how attractive the UConn star was. They asked your opinion, and you agreed easily, not thinking much of it past the haze of tequila shots you were in. Caitlin was less than enthused. 

On your way home, she grills you about your thoughts on Paige. You brush her off, giggling. 

When you get home, Caitlin is all over you. She's rough and fast, like a post-game loss. 

When you tell her to slow down, she immediately replies, "You think Paige would fuck you nice and slow, hm? Is that it?" 

You jolt back in surprise, "Cait, wh-" 

She doesn't let you finish before she's on you again. 

Caitlin makes quips about Paige throughout the night. Saying things like, "You think her fingers would reach this deep?" and "Who's fucking you like this? Say my name, baby,"

You're shaking and crying from overstimulation by the time she's finished. 

Once things have calmed down, you reassure her that she's the only one you want. She tells you she knows and apologizes if she was too rough. You tell her you enjoyed yourself and wouldn't mind doing it again.

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Pt. 2: +Paige 

Caitlin tells you Paige is spending a few days with you for winter break. You agree, completely forgetting about the incident from a couple of weeks ago. 

You had met Paige a few times, and you liked her a lot. She reminded you of Caitlin in a lot of ways. She was a smart, beautiful, and funny girl who turned into a 6 ft beast when she got a basketball in her hands. It was hot, and in Caitlin's case, made you drip. (In Paige's case, too, if you were being honest). 

When Paige got there, you guys settled for a chill night in. Paige and Caitlin let you decide on the movie, so you chose a Twilight marathon (you found it pretty fitting). 

Halfway through "New Moon," Caitlin volunteered to refill the snacks. You get up to help her but get pulled into Paige's lap instead. Things quickly go downhill from there. 

By the time Caitlin comes back, Paige's hand is high on your inner thigh, and you're blushing up a storm. Caitlin scoffs at the sight. "I thought you were supposed to be the 'Ultimate Rizzler,' Bueckers."

They spend the rest of the night taking turns with you, trying to one-up each other. You can barely remember your name by the time they're done.

Bonus: 

Warning- Mommy and daddy kink

"You wanna tell Paige the special name you have for me, baby?" Caitlin asks you with two fingers stuffed in your mouth. 

You whimper around her fingers, blushing. 

"Come on, be good for me and tell her," Caitlin says, taking her fingers out of your mouth and wrapping her hand around your neck instead. 

"M-mommy," You stutter out. 

"That's cute, ma. Does that make me daddy?" Paige asks, grinning up at you from between your legs. 

You whine, keening. "P-Paige, please,"

"Ah, ah, ah." She tuts, stopping her fingers. "That's not my name, is it baby?"

"Daddy...." You say, blushing. Caitlin and Paige share a look before looking down at you. You shiver, knowing it means you're in for a long night. 

[browniefox]

Anyway, finished Rebirth which means I get to plug my FFVII Fics!

The Never-Ending Road Trip

Zack trying to get Cloud to Midgar, with a fun (and very long) time loop thrown in to make it all the harder!

Puppet, Off Stage

Cloud and Cait Sith, Post-Game bonding and discussing what it means to be someone’s puppet.

The Man Behind the Curtain

Short one shot of the gang meeting Reeve face to face for the first time.

All Along the Watchtower

In the same universe as Never-Ending Road Trip but can be read without it. Reeve’s Point of view time loops as he tries to figure what’s causing them, what he can do to save Sector 7, and also maybe getting to go a little crazy while he’s at it.

And if you like this one, check out the parallel Cait-Centric one Singing the Sound (That You Found for Me)

Meeting Behind Enemy Lines

Red XIII, while in Hojo’s lab, gets an unusual visitor in the form of a mechanical cat.

Death Does Not Us Part

My only ongoing fic right now! Post-FF7, Zack, Genesis, Angeal, Sephiroth, and a bunch of other Firsts and Seconds wake up in the Northern Crater. Sephiroth wants to destroy the world again, Zack needs to find Cloud, Genesis is avoiding confronting his actions, and Angeal is trying to just keep everyone alive.

[calicoheartz]

could you write something about being coach bluder's granddaughter but not having any interest in basketball but you show up tp practice one day to surprise your grandma and Caitlin immediately has a crush on you?

Unexpectedly Unexpected ; Caitlin Clark ⸝⸝ ♡

summary : you are coach bluders granddaughter , what happens when Iowa’s star player has a little crush on you ? 👀

wc ; 774

warnings : none

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : hey guys! so happy to be back posting my cait fics , tysm for requesting this! Enjoy ◡̈

As the granddaughter of Coach Bluder, basketball has always been a huge part of your life. The sound of dribbling balls and squeaking snickers filled your childhood, as you spent countless hours watching from the bleachers, absorbing the excitement and intensity that came with it.

But despite this, basketball never really spoke to you. Yeah you enjoyed watching it, but it never really captured your interests like it did for the rest of your family. You instead pursued other passions, carving out your own path outside of the basketball world.

Years went by, and you found yourself living your own life, one that consisted of being away from the court. You still stayed in touch with your grandma, visiting her whenever you can and keeping up with her team's achievements and progress. One day, you decided to surprise her by showing up to a team practice, something you hadn't done in years.

As you walked into the gym, you were suddenly hit by a wave of nostalgia, with the sound of sneakers hitting the squeaky gym floor and the smell of the basketballs bringing you back to your childhood, and you couldn't help but smile as you watched the team scramble across the court.

Coach Bluder soon noticed you, breaking into a wide grin and soon rushing over to you to give you a big and loving embrace. The players, who had heard so much about you, welcomed you with open arms. Incredibly grateful and eager to meet the girl their coach had spoken so fondly of.

Among the players was Caitlin Clark, Iowa’s star point guard. Her talent on the court was undeniable of course, but it was her charisma and charm that truly set her apart from the rest. When she saw you, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but be completely drawn to you. Your presence engulfing her entirely and pulling the point guard in.

Throughout practice, Caitlin could not take her eyes off of you. She watched you closely as you interacted with the other players, laughing and joking with them as if you had known them for an entire lifetime. There was something about your easy going nature that captivated her, but couldn't put it into words.

After practice, she approached you, with a nervous grin displayed across her lips. She struck up a conversation, eager to learn anything about you. As you spoke, you found yourself to be completely drawn to her as well. Her passion for the game was infectious, and the way she herself spoke about it brought you to see basketball in an entirely new light.

In the following days, the brunette had taken you under her wing as you started to frequent their practices more often. As she showed you the ins and outs of the game, and introducing you to her teammates. You found yourself spending almost all your free time with her, being drawn to her enthusiasm and passion. Despite your initial disinterest in basketball, you couldn't help in being swept up by the excitement of it all.

As your bond with Caitlin grew stronger, so did her feelings with you. She found herself falling for you in ways that she never expected. Almost kissing on numerous occasions, she finally decided to bite the bullet and ask you the anticipated question.

After a victorious win for Iowa, she again approached you with the never grin she did when the two of you first met. You had noticed that she had been acting a bit strange all day, and you were curious as to what was on her mind.

“Hey..” she said, twirling her hair between her fingers. “I was wondering if…uhm, if you'd like to go out with me sometime? Like on a date?”

You were taken aback, not expecting for Caitlin to ask you out so directly. You could feel your cheeks getting red, and your heart skipping a beat as you tried to process her words, with a small smile spreading across your face.

“I would love to,” you replied, trying your best to try and contain your excitement.

The guard let out a sigh of relief, a wide grin soon appearing across her face. “Great! How does Saturday work for you? We could maybe catch a movie and grab dinner afterwards?”

“That sounds perfect,” you said, feeling a wave of calmness and content wash over you.

You soon walked away from the gym, hand in hand with Caitlin, and you couldn't help but feel extremely grateful for a sudden turn of events. Who knew that one simple visit would lead to such an exciting and promising future?

omgggg this is sooo cute!!! I promise im gonna start posting longer / more vague fics as i do have some series’s in the works! as always, tysm for reading! 😊❤️

[blue-blugs]

headcanons for walls erode to dust

These are always kept as a running list in my head when I write fic. They help me stay on track lol.

During the fic timeline:

Though Vi may not see it very often, Jinx and Lux do get into conflict, especially when they first start dating. Jinx has difficulty sorting through how to respond when she feels hurt or rejected by Lux, and Lux takes issue with how Jinx handles it sometimes. But Jinx begins to learn that Lux really, actually likes her, and (in tandem with therapy) starts to ease out of more maladaptive behaviors

Again lmfao, Vi refuses to go to therapy. She just gives me the vibe of someone who's like “uh I'm fine. I'm fine for real. Brb I'm going to go rip a log in half”

Silco is less of a villain in this fic and more of just like. Vander's divorced husband that he talks shit about sometimes to Benzo in front of Vi and Powder lmfao

The few times Vi fucked in college and navigated penetration she was like “idk it's just not my vibe”. And then she took Caitlyn’s dick and she was like “oh. THIS is my vibe”

Jinx saw Caitlyn once and looked at Vi and was like. “Girl someone get her an autism screening”

Caitlyn is like “I'm not autistic. I just have standards. I like things done a certain way and that's okay. And doesn't EVERYONE have trouble navigating social situations? And doesn't EVERYONE fidget like this when they get nervous?” and Jinx is like. : /

Caitlyn takes the online screening questionnaire and it tells her she's very likely to be autistic and she's like “well it's not a medical professional so I'm taking it with a grain of salt” and everyone around her sighs

Post fic:

Don't ask me what law school Caitlyn goes to by the end of the fic. I don't know. But I do think she becomes a really incredible defense attorney, and Vi and Caitlyn end up permanently moving there

Caitlyn, Vi, Viktor, and Jayce go to the mall/on dumb touristy outings sometimes for fun (wlw/mlm solidarity). Caitlyn, Vi, and Viktor often gang up on Jayce during these outings when he's being obnoxious, except for when they’re getting food. Then Caitlyn and Jayce commiserate over how Vi and Viktor only ever want to get burgers

Jayce is very happy his friend Cait is in lesbo city with her lesbo gf

Cait’s dad (Asian coded) spoke a little bit of Cantonese to Caitlyn growing up, but she only knows a few phrases nowadays. Vi asks to learn a little bit and all Caitlyn can teach her is “wash your hands” because Vi very often does need to wash her hands

In my head, Caitlyn is an absolute freak when it comes to sex lmfao. Not that Vi isn't, but Cait is very blunt and often it's Caitlyn initiating “what if we did this” and Vi is like …..*gulp* ok

Jinx and Lux definitely fuck like crazy on the couch after Vi moves out

When Vi and Caitlyn come visit (they're able to visit pretty often since Caitlyn is rich/Vi has a good paying job w Hextech), they often meet up with Vander, Lux, and Jinx, and play dumb board games and eat Vander’s food and play with the cat the Jinx and Lux are not supposed to have

Through the dynamic of good cop/bad cop, Jinx and Lux somehow convince the landlord to let them keep the cat

Pre-fic:

Cait actually grew up in California before moving to the undetermined East Coast setting where she and Vi are at the beginning of the fic. That's why she knows all the local spots

Jayce also lived in California before moving to the undetermined East Coast setting and they bonded about it when they first met

Jayce got more than a few hasty text messages from Caitlyn when he moved back to California while Caitlyn was in college like “please help me Jayce I'm lesbian and I think I'm in love” and she sends like 38272 images of Vi smiling pretty

Ok as tagged, the neurodivergence in this fic isn't a big part of it or anything, but I think Jinx was diagnosed w/ autism/ADHD in her childhood (bc she could not stop being Like That and Vi and Vander were like “this CANNOT just be trauma.”) 

In general:

My conceptualization for the light cannon/CaitVi fic was: (1) jinx and lux are insane and way cooler than caitlyn and vi (2) caitlyn and vi are insane but on the down low and also they're fucking losers lowkey

Vi accuses Caitlyn of hating trying new things in the last chapter, which she does, except for when it comes to trying new ways to fuck Vi. Autism be damned, my girl can slut it up.

For every scene you see of Caitlyn and Jinx bickering, the only thing going through my mind at the time of writing was “autism on autism violence”

I was talking to my sister about how Caitlyn and Jayce are originally from California and move across the country to where Vi lives in an undetermined East Coast area because it's kind of representative of people from Piltover visiting the Undercity and i was like "but i dont know where they actually live geographically. I just know it's kind of trashy", and my sister is like "Topside is California and the Undercity is like... New Jersey" and I almost screamed

So yeah anyway Vi and Caitlyn live in Undercity, New Jersey when they meet in college. Thank you to my sister for enlightening me

*bows* thank you

[shrinkthisviolet]

I have a couple WIPs to share snippets for this week!

Barry POV fic:

“What’s the other possibility?”

Cisco smiled sadly. “You know it as well as I do, Cait. It’s that she doesn’t trust us.”

Barry scoffed. “Well, of course, it’s that one.”

“Yeah,” Cisco agreed, “it is. But Barry…Morgan’s known us for years. And we’ve known her for years. You have to understand that she’s never like this. So if she doesn’t trust us…”

“...then what did we do,” Caitlin whispered, “to make her feel that way?”

Cisco and Caitlin are so worried about their little sister 🥺 smh Barry get over yourself and BE WORRIED TOO

OCX Creator Bingo fic (well…one of them anyway, filling the “soulmate” square on my card):

“Sol-met.”

“Hmm. Soul-met is correct in a manner of speaking, I suppose.”

“Sol-met, sol-met, sol-met!” Morgan cried, delighted when Dad chuckled. It wasn’t often she could make him laugh like this…and she treasured it.

Context: Morgan’s 5 here, asking about her soulmarks for the first time. “Soulmate” would probably be a bit of a tricky word for a 5-year-old (or at least for her, if not for a typical 5-year-old), but she gets close

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