#not @ my crying on the bus as i type this

[stinkypeanutbutter]

just know when you come on here and you see the battlefield of fanfic creators , just know , and remember I started it . I started it ALL . ME ! MEEEEE !!!!

[topicaltropic]

oops! all wips

[peonyleaf]

i just experienced a christmas miracle

[oxydiane]

that annoying moment in which i have a crazy idea and i don’t know whether i should just make a quick post calling it a headcanon now or write out a drabble and post it later

[roseband]

no contested convention thank godddddddddddd she officially has the nom accd to AP 1 hr ago

[shatterthefragments]

“Are you crying?”

Yes 😭 but fuck. Started crying when I called bc you texted me to call and NOBODY FUCKING ANSWERED.

At least I’m being picked up now.

[weareuniqueandimportant]

WE WATCHED HIGHSPEED ETOILE EPISODE 11... DAMN QUEEN IS GETTING HER ASS KICKED WHILE KING'S IS SQUEAKY CLEAN... AT THE SAME TIME THAT MIGHT BE THEY'RE GOING TO PULL SOMETHING REALLY IMPORTANT TO HER CHARACTER NEXT EPISODE... AND SHE MIGHT END UP MORE COMPLEX AND INTERESTING THAN THE KING IS... BTW HER REACTION TO RIN PASSING HER IS VERY CUTE AND FUNNY... COULD THIS BE... WLW X CAR RACE ATTRACTION PARAPHILIA REPRESENTATION...?!?! THAT WOULD BE FLAMES... INFACT I ALREADY DECIDED THIS... IF THERE'LL BE MORE SEASONS THERE COULD BE ALOT MORE SUCH CONTENT TBH... FIRE TO BE HONEST... SPY KYOUSHITSU GOT MUCH BETTER WITH SEASON 2... COULD THIS BE JUST ANOTHER SLOW STARTING BANGER...? COULD BE COULD BE... THEN... ALL THOSE OTHER SERIES COULD BE THE SAME... ALL OF THEM TBH... THAT WOULD BE FLAMES TBH...

[toastsnaffler]

SUDDENLY STARTED RAINING SO HARD WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

[monmontime]

I'm struggling so hard right now and I don't even feel like I can call it anything. Like regular tasks are hard to do and if I cook lunch it's the only thing I'll accomplish in a day, but any professional I've talked to so far has just told me my brain was fine....and it's mostly fine, but it also feels like there's something fundamentally wrong. Should life feel like this? And are things difficult or am I making them difficult? Am I demanding too much and selfish or is this reasonable ask or a reasonable boundary? Idk I quit therapy b/c my therapist frequently told me she was on my mom's side when I was in conflict with her(like every time) and a few other things as well :(

[jcbmcdrmtt]

Sorry if I am not as good about tagging stuff for the foreseeable future. I shattered the screen of my tablet (to the point where there are chunks missing and glass dust coming off under your fingers and you can see the electronics under the screen), and I normally use that + a keyboard case to browse tumblr. I’m using my phone now which means a.) no physical keyboard, and b.) I don’t have as much battery life so my time is more limited. I do not see a point where I can replace the tablet or get it fixed anytime soon either.

All that coupled with the fact that I normally use tumblr in a browser, not the mobile app, means it’s a lot harder to tag things now, especially if I can’t just tap to apply OP’s/the reblogger’s tags because they didn’t add any or i don’t like what they used etc.. Tumblr mobile is honestly tiny and kind of crap on my phone browser - the keyboard makes the screen elements squish together and some things like tag rearranging are broken.

TL;DR: You may possibly see more untagged posts from me in the coming weeks. I apologize, understand if you unfollow, and just. Yeah. I guess I just wanted to explain myself as I normally pride myself on my tagging etiquette.

[sh0ek0]

I feel so lonely

[onika-t-maraj]

……

[klipkillakai]

your alarm rings through your room and you open your bleary eyes, you lazily grab your phone, nails clackaling against against the screen to press stop, and you yawn as you open instagram quickly tapping through people stories.. you heart your friends story and decide that’s enough and you drop your phone on the bed and get up—

you scratch your hair through your bonnet and slip on your slippers as you make your way to the bathroom.. you look in the mirror and inspect your face… and deep down you don’t like what you see.. you look at your body with slight displeasure but you try to no to think about it.. you shake it off and start brushing your teeth.. you walk out your bathroom and turn on your tv, quickly going on the youtube app and turning on your playlist…soon after sza starts playing in your room and you’ve officially started your day—

you finish your repeated routine, skincare, hair care and finally some makeup.. just so you can feel okay enough to leave the house..

with headphones slipped over your ears you get off the bus and start walking into the school, you try to look down you try to avoid people’s gaze, you turn the music up all the way to block people out.. but you still feel the states you still catch the whispers.. and that makes you feel other.. alienated even..

“last year” you think to yourself.. a few months until you graduate..

while your at your locker you feel a presence behind you, you ignore it but you feel a tap on your shoulder and it’s johnathan.. a boy you’ve known since middle school and the same boy who’s made your life a living hell since then..

“whats up y/n” you stare blankly at him as you try to collect your stuff.. “why you gotta be like that..?”

“leave me alone fr” you say not in the mood today..

“nah i just wanted to say my boy likes you”

you know that’s a lie.. his boy comes up to him while he’s standing there and jonathan says “right you like y/n?” the friends face cringes in disgust “ew no nigga tf is wrong wit you?”

that sends a pang in your heart.. are you really that ugly? is it that impossible for someone to like you?

you simply close your locker and walk to class leaving behind both boys laughter and a piece of your pride..

you get to class siting in your seat in the back, you slip your headphones on and you look out the window..you want to cry, you want to leave, you want to crawl out your fucking skin if you could.. every diet you’ve tried.. every workout.. but it never works.. this how you are and you so desperately wished someone thought it was beautiful..

as class is going on, the door opens..

connie springer..

he walks in looking down at his phone, he has a folder tucked under his arm and he slowly walks through the desks not seemingly paying any attention to anything other than his phone..

he looks up for a sec looking for a seat and you realize the only one left is the desk next to you, you make eye contact with him and you quickly look away, he walks down the row of seats and slips into the desk, leaning back a bit and spreading his legs and he continues to type on the phone..

you inwardly think he’s cute and you keep that inwardly because you’ve never perused any crush that you had in fear of the rejection that you unsolicitedly receive daily..

you take the handed back worksheet and begin todo the work, and you softly nod your head to the beat of the music constantly playing in your ears,

you feel a tap.. you softly look up and see connie looking at you, you pull out one of your airpods and look at him..

“you got a pencil?” you nod and lean down and open the front zipper of your backpack and hand him one of yours, you hand him the pencil and he mumbles a “thank you” and you turn back and put the airpod back in your ear and continue on your work..

getting bored of the mathematical equations on your sheet, your eyes wander around the room and eventually land back on connie, you look at his buzz cut seemingly freshly cut, the diamond stud in his ear and the tattoos all over his arm, the rings on his finger and his relaxed nonchalant posture..

“he’s fine” you think to yourself..

catching you staring connie looks up at you, and you awkwardly smile and your about to look away until he speaks..

“is the pep rally tonight?”

you think about it

“umm i’m not sure but if you follow the school on insta it should tell you”

“what’s the @?” he replies and you pick up your phone and your open instagram, nails clacking against the screen while you look for it..

you feel him looking at you and you try not to squirm under it, there’s no point.. he doesn’t like you like that and never will, but you gon let yourself be delusional regardless..

“here it is”, you turn your screen towards him and he leans closer a bit, typing the @ in his phone..

“you going?” he says, you think about it,

“mm prolly not, you?”

“i might pull up ion no yet, jus checking”

“oh okay” you smile, and you look down at your phone thinking the conversation is over..

“what’s your name?” you look up..

“oh y/n” he looks at you and nods.. “i like that name”

“thank you” you say with a slightly bright smile..

he smiles back a bit, a bit and says “im connie”

“i know” you say.. “we’ve been in the same math classes for like 2 years now” you laugh a bit..

“ah my fault” he says with a slight laugh and rubs his jaw a bit.. “no your good, it’s okay”

you hate how he’s making you feel, this is the longest conversation you’ve had with a boy without him calling you a name.. or making you feel other..

connie on the other hand is just looking at you, all of you.. to be fair he’s noticed you before but not in this way, you were always sweet to the teacher, soft spoken and quiet.. but he’s never really seen you.. he looks at your body and your curves and your soft belly, he looks at your dark skin and nice lips.. he looks at your pretty hair and edges.. and fuck that smile.. that pretty little smile..

he wants to see it again, and again and again..

he smells you, sweet and clean, just like you are..

he’s heard the shit other people have whispered about you, comments on your weight.. he’s never understood it.. so what.. your gorgeous, he can’t believe other people can’t see that.. he wonders if you can see that..he knows he wants to talk to you more…

“what’s your insta” he says and you pause for a second, why does he want your insta? “ u-um here”

you open your insta and show him your account and hand him your phone, he types it in and follows you and hand it back, the bell rings and he gets up..

you grab your back and headphones and you start to walk out, he walks with you and you give him a small smile and before you walk out the door he holds out his hand and you dap him up before he smile and, walks out.. catching up with his friends and walking down the opposite end of the hall..

it’s lunch time and you grab a sandwich and a juice and you hold it in one hand as you look down at your phone and follow him back while walking through the cafe.. his profile is seemingly barren except for one highlight showing his car, and few faceless pics of him..

you swipe out his profile and you tap through your stories until you feel something snatched out your hand and your head snaps up..

it’s jonathan again and he’s letting out his dumbass laugh

“bro stop fr, that shit is not funny your always on my dick”

he smacks his teeth “you don’t need it anyway, your not gonna miss it”

“i payed for that bro, if your broke just say that”

that’s seems to anger him and he steps closer to you

“shut the fuck up”

“back up” you say angrily and you try to grab the juice back, he jerks his hand away and you push him, and he pushes you back nearly making you fall

“the fuck is your problem!” you say your voice cracking and you look around realizing you have an audience.. and you immediately want to cry and feel embarrassed.. he steps closer to you and before he can reach you you see connie walk up and shove jonathan to the ground with so much force you thought the floor broke..

jonathan quickly scrambles up and tries to punk connie, but connie towers over him, you watch as connie’s eyes darken and there shoving each other, a crowd starts to form around them and you start feeling hot.. and dizzy and you feel like your about to suffocate..

you hate when this happens, your eyes gloss over and your heart palpates and you start looking for a way out.. the teacher is here trying to separate connie and him and you start pushing through the crowd to leave..

“i just need to get out” you say to yourself.. “l-let me out” you think again.. at this point tears are rolling down your cheeks and your stumbling out into the hallway.. you need to go outside or something.. you feel trapped and you don’t know what to do..

connie realizes your gon and slips away from the drama in search of you.. he wonders if your okay, he say the sadness and anger on your face and he never wanted to see that again, he finds you walking down the hallway, broken sobs leaving your lips and his heart almost breaks, he catches up to you and places a hand on your shoulder..

“hey.. cmon it’s okay” he mumbles and he rubs your arm and looks at you, “don’t cry mama”

he cups your face and makes you look up at him, you avoid his gaze not wanting him to see you cry, and he simply uses both his thumbs and wipes under your eyes.. “don’t wanna ruin that pretty makeup” he mumbles and you finally look up at him with your teary eyes.. “there you are” he whispers

he pulls you into a hug and you hesitantly wrap your arms around him, you sniffle a bit and he smiles softly

“you wanna take a ride wit me?” you softly pull away..

“mm, y-yea” you say after thinking about it and softly smiles and nods for you to follow him..

he leads you out to his car, a shiny black hell cat with fresh raindrops all over it, he opens the door for you and you slip in, looking around at the inside and smelling his musky fresh scent, with a bit of weed..

he slips in with a sigh, and he puts his phone in the cup holder before turning the car on and reving the engine, and pulling off..

“where we going?” you ask with a soft rasp..

he softly looks at you “mm you hungry?”

you feel your face heat up and even tho he can’t see it he can tell that wasn’t the best thing to say

“you don’t have to worry about eating wit me mama”

“i want you to eat, that shit is important, don’t let anyone let you think otherwise”

you look up at him and almost cry at his words..

“so? you want sumn to eat?”

“y-yea” you say with a shy smile

“there you go” he mumbles and smiles before turning up the music a bit and he pulls into a chick fil a—

you feel a bit sad about what happened and you bite your lip in thought..

connie watches you, and hates how jonathan has affected you, he feels so sorry for the sweet girl next to him.. how long has she been bothered like this? how long has she felt this way? how many times did she cry like she did a few moments ago..

he pulls up to the drive thru and looks at you

“watchu want?” you look up and look at the menu

“ummm can i get the tenders and mac and cheese?”

he nods and hums before pulling up to the speaker, “lemme get 4pc tender and a medium mac and cheese, and a delux chicken sandwich meal large, with two large lemonades”—

he pays and he pulls off into the parking lot..

“wanna eat here?” you nod softly not really caring and he parks and grabs the bag from your lap and gives you your food..

y’all start eating at talking, getting to know each other.. while your talking connie reaches back and grabs a tin and opens it and pull out a blunt..

“you smoke?” “only carts” you say, which is true, your friend usually gets them for you when you hang out.

“mm- he hums starting to light up “you wanna try it?” you smile a bit “you trynna get me high?” he laughs throwing his head back a bit “nah mama it jus helps with anxiety nd shi.. jus to relax you”

you roll your eyes a bit, “yea ill try it” he takes his hit first and softly smoothing down the lifted ends and hand it to you.. you take it, taking a small hit than you usually do cause your not used to it, you ghost and connie almost feels his dick twitch watching you do that..

“you like it” he says and you nod “it’s smooth” you say with a smile and you hit it again..

after a while you both loosen up, the highs are hitting you and you both vibe to the music and talk, until you hear a phone ring and connie picks up with a slight annoyed look..

“yo” he says with a harshness in his voice that you haven’t heard before..

he silently listens before running a hand down his face and starting the car.. he looks at you and silently mouths “seatbelt” and you quickly start putting it on and he puts his on while pulling out..

“tell him to wait his ass there, do not let him leave that fucking house trey, i swear to god” he hands up the phone and plops it in the cup holder and speeds a bit..

you stay quiet mot knowing what’s going on, and he looks at you

“sorry mama, i’m gonna have to take you home”

“oh okay um.. do you need my address?” “yes ma’am, he mumbles and he hands you his phone and you type it into the map.. he speeds there and you softly hold onto the seat, but you trust him enough to know what he’s doing, he finally pulls up to your house, and he gets out the car.. you unbuckle your seatbelt and go to open the door but he beats you and does it for you, you grab your bag and your drink and he shuts the door and looks at you..

“did something bad happen?” you sweetly ask

“you don’t have to worry about that mama, im gon handle it.. aii?” “mhm” you hum and he nods

“gimme a hug” he whispers with a soft smile and you hug him shyly before he gets another call and you pull away..

“i gotta dip, you aii right?” you nod.. “words please”

“yes” you say and give him your best smile, “there you go” he says and presses a kiss to your cheek and picks up the phone and gets in the car, you walk up the steps to your house and notice he doesn’t leave until you step foot through the door..

|a/n|

y’all! that was the first installment of “young thug” im very excited to start my first series with y’all! i obviously choose connie since that was the winning vote and i’m so excited for y’all to read it, please forgive any misspelled words as my eye tend to skip over words when i proofread! i really hope you like it and comment some things you wanna see in the series! i really wanna hear y’all! i do this for y’all as much i do it for me! i wanted to see more fics with black girl! readers so i’m here to come through!!! ily 🩷

[fics-lovebot]

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gojo

gojo eating you out - ( @happybird16 )

gojo x dacryphilia - ( @happybird16 )

gojo loves fat pussy - ( @tohokuu )

sending gojo an accidental nude so he sends you a whole video - ( @satoruhour )

gojo tried to give himself a haircut and now wants to go bald - ( @enkvyu ) this is fuNNY ksksks, I love the banter

trying to break up with yandere!gojo - ( @peachsayshi ) yep, we´re talkin about lovesick toxic obsessed type of gojo, break up????? you know better than to tell him that sooo since you´re acting dUMB he has to fucc so sense into you bc, clearly, you forgot who tf ur talking to - LDKJSDFJDJFHLSHFLSHDF but he´s not rough bc he luvss you a lot

insecure bully!gojo - ( @saetoru ) angst, lil fluff, he´s a bully and he´s in love, but its not enough. part 2

the horniest - ( @arminsumi ) smut, ITS SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD, he´s horny af, pussy drunk, obsessed, borderline crazy for that wap

phone calls - ( @kingkonoha ) slice of life, hubby!gojo, dilf!gojo, his wife and his daughter are his only priority, this is so sdkfjskdjfh :´( i love it

best of the best - ( @saetoru ) smut, fwb! satoru, big sHIT talker omg, he lit asks you to be his gf wHILE he´s making you cum,,,,,best bf ever tho

love struck - ( @xxsabitoxx ) fluffy, ex-fuckboy!satoru, he´s experiencing love for the first time :((((( IT´S SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE

love dumb - ( @arminsumi ) fluff, blurb, you make him lose his composure, can´t even focus bc you´re over there existing, someone should make a longer version of this! so good

too much - ( @risuola ) ANGSTTTYYYY, fluff too, reader and gojo are in a situationship kinda thing where they live together and love each other but nothing has been said yet, they get into an argument bc gojo has a big mouth and says a lot of hurtful things, they´re both just so exhausted

i know you still think about the times we had - ( @saetoru ) angst, fluff, rich bf!gojo, his father makes you break up with him, it´s so angsty omg, they get into this HUGE argument bc gojo´s dad is a controlling mf

sanctuary - ( @arminsumi ) fluff, lowkey angst, weak!reader, bully!gojo, nah he´s just in love but doesn´t know how to say it

the road to falling in love - ( @itadorey ) fluff, strangers to lovers, it´s a collection o moments where keeps falling harder for you, I LOVE ITTTTT, sdkfjhskdjf it´s kinda slow burn but not boring at all

yuji finds out gojo has a family - ( @kingkonoha ) fluff, lowkey angst, hubby!gojo, dad!gojo, so,,, this made me cry, i love yuji sm he deserves the world :( this is part two and it also made me crY MY MF EYES OUT :))))))))

i´ll meet you forever in this memory - ( @gorejo ) fluff, college au, married life au, it´s so good, he lit has this big ass plan to make you fall for him, and i mean big, like planned way ahead lmao, 10 years later he´s still asking you to go out with him,,,,even if you´re already married sdlfkjkdfhlsdjh so so cute

can´t stop drinking - ( @kingkonoha ) ANGST, death, blood, dad!gojo, husband!gojo, mentions of wanting to die, a curse kills you and your son allegedly but in reality the elders had lied to him all these years, part 2 made me fucking cry, PLEASEEE I NEED PART 3

hype man - ( @satoruoo ) crack, fluff, supportive bf!gojo, he´s such an amazing bf :( “damn, my girl ran you over with a bus, reversed, then got out and shot you twice in the foot? what did you do?? sounds like a you issue.” LMAOOOOO this is so cute and funny at the same time, i love it, such a gojo thing to say

flicker of flame - ( @tteokdoroki ) fluff, nervous soon to be dad!gojo, pregnant!reader, he´s going to be the best dad ever

mirror´s pov - ( @teddybeartoji ) smut, "satoru likes jerking off in front of a mirror" YUP, a whole POV of him beating his meat to the thought of you BEAUTIFULLY written, very detailed

missionary - ( @babiexiao ) smut, fluff, THIS IS SO :(((( so beautiful

[caitlinsclark]

LOVE TRICYCLE ¹ caitlin clark 𝘤𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 | summary: kate becomes an accidental matchmaker and honorary third wheel. based on this request. wc: 2.3k PART TWO masterlist and tag list

“Who on the team are you not letting date your son or daughter?” The question was posed by Tiffany, asked loudly from the back of the bus. The team was traveling to Chicago for a game and the bus had taken to doing a fun trend to pass time.

Tiffany had her phone out, recording the interaction to post to her instagram story. You lifted your head thoughtfully, pondering her question.

A’ja, from the seat across from you immediately answers, “Y/N.” Without looking up from her phone as if she were speaking fact. 

You look into the lens of the camera wordlessly, smirking deviously and shrugging your shoulders. You couldn’t blame her.

When Tiffany pushed the camera in your face for an answer, you glanced over at Kate, the newest baby of the team. She immediately began pouting, a red hue going to her face at the attention, “Don’t look at me!” Her voice whined and you reached over to pinch her reddening cheeks.

You laughed at the sight of her reaction, massaging her shoulders lovingly, “Look at that face!” You instead used your hands to cup her cheeks, presenting it to the camera as both of your laughs echoed, “This is the face that haunts over protective middle aged fathers everywhere.” 

Kate looked at you adoringly, a sickly sweet smile forming as you continued playing with her face. You and Kate were the two most recently drafted players on the Aces, with her in ’24 and you in ’23, and had formed a bond that strayed from the professional team dynamics. 

“I promise, my type is more the MILFs,” Kate fluttered her eyelashes dramatically at you, a more flirty tone dripping off. Her lips expanded into a goofy grin, practically gushing her usual charisma.

You turned to the camera with a deadpan expression, as you squished her face, “See? My protective father is somewhere crying and throwing up in a corner right now. She’s trying to talk me out of my pants.” 

The two of you broke into fits of giggling, the happiness radiating within the team’s bus as you got closer to your game destination. You decided to get cozy, leaning back into your seat and dropping your head onto Kate’s shoulder.

With a heartwarming amount of care, Kate gently laid her blankie over your front to keep you warm. When she received a call a moment later, her free hand moved and grabbed her phone. The blonde immediately pressed accept on the call coming in from Caitlin.

“Hey, CC!” 

You smiled at the excitement sprouting in Kate’s voice at name but kept your eyes closed to give them their moment. 

“There’s just a,” Kate spoke the next word with emphasis to tease you, “child sleeping on me.” 

“You’re still the baby, rook,” You mumbled with little care as you got more comfortable. Your arm hooked through hers, focused on achieving maximum comfort. She patted your head and moved the camera to show your relaxed face to Caitlin.

A gasp rang through the speaker, which caught your interest and you opened your eyes to see none other than Caitlin Clark occupying the screen so close to your face. And you saw an opportunity.

“You’re so pretty up close,” The words came out smooth and soft, head still laying on its spot on Kate’s shoulder. You didn’t make any attempt too push away the camera. Her hair was straightened and splayed against her shoulders, framing her pretty face. Caitlin was a little taken off guard but quick to accept it and match your energy, “I think to be safe you’d have to test that theory in person.” 

Kate made a face, eyes shifting between the two girls wearing similar flirtatious grins. It wasn’t long though until they had turned the attention back to Kate.

“Wait!” There was a hint of betrayal in Caitlin’s voice, “Did you give her your blankie?” Her jaw was slack, drawing your attention to her lips. Yup, that was the reason you were going with. 

You cuddled into the fabric, allowing your ego to float a little, “Are you jealous, Clark?” A teasing tone laced your words as they traveled through the speaker.

Caitlin wondered if you sounded as sweet in person, because the phone must not be doing you full justice.

“Of the blanket? Yes.” She winked at you and her eyes fluttered as they scanned over your face. You chuckled and turned your head so the blanket would cover your warming cheeks. Kate used her arm to nudge you, a silent moment shared as you two exchanged a very telling look. You winked at her and closed your eyes, pretending to choose sleep. If you stayed up a little longer to hear Caitlin’s voice, no one had to know.

When you arrived at the hotel, you stretched and let out a little yawn, folding the blanket carefully and handing it back to Kate.

“Where did you get that? It’s so soft,” You made a passing comment as you grabbed your bags, helping her get hers as well. Kate started to laugh softly, feeling a little kiddish.

“I’ve had it since I was a kid,” She started to blush just from saying it, “and no, I’m not telling you its name!” The blonde started to shy away from you, the two of you sharing a laugh at her admission.

“It has a name!” The words were giddy and full of curiosity and she refused to indulge it.

But as a prime opportunist, you smiled smugly to yourself and reached to grab your phone. Get dirt on Kate and have a way into Caitlin’s DMs? Opening your Instagram app, it wasn’t too hard to find Caitlin’s profile and send an urgent message.

‘I need insider info about the name of Kate’s blankie. I knew you were the girl who could help me.’

It was only a few minutes of staring at your phone til her username lit up on your screen.

‘Information isn’t free :/‘ and you grinned, that sounded like an invitation.

The next time you got to talk to Caitlin is after an intense 1v1 with Kate. Your teammates watched, invested from the sidelines at the two of you battling it out.

“Don’t choke, rook,” You advised, dribbling the ball between your legs as you approached the hoop. You faked going right before spinning and taking the shot from the left.

“Damn, rookie on rookie crime,” One of the girls called out when you hit the ground, fouled a little too aggressively by Kate. She immediately kneeled down to offer you a hand as you milked out the injury. With a dramatic clutch to your ankle, you rolled over and played dead.

There was a few beats where you continued the act til you peaked one eye open and saw Kate’s unimpressed expression. Taking her hand to get up, you patted her shoulder in forgiveness when she checked to see if you were okay.

In the end, she had beaten you with a close score and the two of you relaxed on the sidelines as the next pair began to face off. You were eager to chug a few gulps of your drink, ignorant to the FaceTime call that Kate had accepted beside you.

“First I had to be jealous of a blanket, now a water bottle.” The words made you choke, and cough up the water in your mouth. You patted your chest and shook off Kate’s concerned look. The Caitlin Clark effect, truly.

It seemed cruel how quick Caitlin was to fire back at you again, “Not how I envisioned the first time you did that.” There wasn’t a moment to recover, but two could play at that game.

You bit your lip, taking the phone from Kate with an overdramatic twirl of your hair, “So what were you envisioning?” Kate rolled her eyes and pushed your head out of frame before taking her phone back.

“I just beat this loser at a one on one.” Kate stuck out her tongue cockily, rubbing her victory in your face.

With a nonchalant look, you rolled your eyes, “I won, but okay.” You winked at Caitlin over the phone, whose lips tilted up at the action. You definitely took a lingering second to appreciate that.

“She’s lying,” Kate exclaimed with dramatic emphasis on the second word, “to you, CC!” Her face morphed into disbelief at your dismissal.

“Would I lie to your pretty face, Caitlin?” You practically purred as you turned the phone toward your face and it had the brunette blushing behind the screen. Kate interrupted to pull the camera back to her.

“Yes! She only wants to impress you, Cait.” The blonde argued with a grin on her face, poking your side to get you to break. It didn’t take much for you to start laughing.

“I might be lying to impress you.” You shrugged shamelessly, raising your eyebrows at the look Kate gave you at the way you immediately backed down.

With a large grin, Caitlin shook her head as if the statement was insane, “I’d be impressed with you either way.” 

Kate tapped her fingers on her lips, quietly muttering, “Okay, so my 35 points mean nothing.” You turned your head over to her, grinning when you made eye contact with your friend. 

“Awww, no you did so good, rook.” You praised with your arm wrapping around her shoulders and a tilt of your head to rest on her shoulder.

Caitlin grinned from the phone, heart warming at the scene between both of you. 

When goodbye’s were said to resume practice, Kate stared at you with a smug expression that seemed to read into your soul.

“What?” You questioned defensively, scratching at your arm under her intense gaze. Though you could tell it was flooded with underlying amusement.

She sighed like an inconvenience, “Is this what it’s going to be like now?” And when you don’t answer right away she continues teasingly, “You two are sickeningly adorable.” 

“And you’re our little third wheel,” You squeezed her tightly, putting your cheek to her head, “That’s what makes it a tricycle!” You wiggled your eyebrows and giggled when she pushed you away.

The next time you talked to Caitlin was a pleasant shock to both of you, as if she wasn’t the one to press your contact. She wasn’t entirely expecting you to answer. The Aces had an uncharacteristically bad game, letting too loose on their defense and it was noticed by the TV announcers in your hotel room.

Kate had gone to her own room in favor of you both going over film and trying to correct the rough loss. You felt particularly defeated as you rubbed the side of your bruised hip.

As you went to grab an ice pack, you were annoyed to hear your phone ring with the FaceTime tone. With a sigh, you answered the call and waited for Caitlin’s face to appear on the phone.

“Hi, gorgeous.” She greeted with her usual charisma, a dazzling smile on that was slowly coaxing a similar happiness out of you.

But your voice was small and quiet, something she expected after a loss, “Hi, Cait.” 

She glanced at the ice pack in your grasp and frowned at the bruising skin underneath.

She wasted no time in asserting the reason why she called, “Are you okay?” But that wasn’t enough to show her care, so she continued, “I saw the way you went down. Fuck those refs, that was intentional.” The frustration you caught in her words seemed to rival the one you personally had earlier, and it was your game.

You set your phone down to adjust the updo your hair was held in. Caitlin watched, mesmerized by the simplest of tasks as you placed the hair tie in between your teeth.

She was trying to ignore the way your tongue poked out of your cheek when you caught on to her disorientation. 

With an urgency to change the topic and play it off, you continued, “Careful, you’re sounding a little obsessed, Clark.” The playful grin that Caitlin had gotten accustomed to graced your face. But she didn’t like that her genuine care seemed to be written off as a joke this time.

“I’m worried about you,” Caitlin furrowed her eyebrows, beginning to get passionate about the subject, “You’re a lot more than Kate’s teammate to me now, you know that, right?” The sudden seriousness of her words sobered you up and the goofy look wiped from your face.

“You’re a lot more than that to me too.” You whispered, letting the deeper meaning go unsaid. And by the soft look she sent you, you knew she got the message.

At the reassurance that she wasn’t just imaging the energy between you two, Caitlin seemed to perk up significantly. Cute. It was the human equivalent of a dog wagging their tail after getting a treat. 

“Guess I’ll just need a little motivation in the crowd to do better next time.” You pretended like you were being slick, like you weren’t asking her to make a sacrifice to come to your game. 

“And of course, for Kate too,” The words came seconds after, a clear attempt to play off the buzzing tension building up.

A genuine laugh left Caitlin’s chest and you beamed at the sound, “I think I’d be able to do that.” She mimicked your causality, but the giddy grins you shared were anything but casual.

And with that, you both hung up the phone. Caitlin leaned back on her couch with a dreamy sigh, finger hovering over Kate’s contact to gush about the overwhelming excitement you brought on.

In your own hotel room, you had the same idea and ran over to Kate’s hotel room. Kate from inside her room panicked at the double intrusion, knowing this was only the beginning of this love tricycle. 

[morgy-doo]

school bus graveyard realtionship headcannons

^ such cuties

Ashlyn Banner~

insanely protective

when you are in the phantom dimension this girl is mostly focused on making sure you don't get hurt/die

keeps you away from Aiden in that dimension so you don't end up getting roped into something stupid

Altho she isn't the most affectionate person, she will grab your hand and squeeze it tightly when she is nervous

she begrudgingly...after ALOT of begging, allowed you to play with her hair, when it is undone it is super wavy from being in those plaits all day

if you every get seriously hurt/die in the demon dimension, she will act calm and collected at first, but then totally lose it

she wont cry until she is alone of course

refuses to leave you alone until she knows you are better

after that she doesn't let you leave her sight

she just wants to keep you safe and close to her

Aiden Clark~

your more of a mother/father than a girlfriend/boyfriend-

CONSTANTLY bouncing off the walls

literally-

at one point in your relationship he would tell you he had a cute date planned....you had no idea that it was skydiving

he loved it

you not so much

in the phantom dimension he is using you to back him up in arguments

and he definatley tries to show off for you at one point

when they get locked in the mental assylum, he paints his face as you instead of the clown because why not

he found it endearing, you found it absolutely terrifiying

if you die then he will go silent, not as energetic or bouncy until he knows you are okay again, he constantly brings you things to entertain you with while in the hospital

he just wants you to never get bored of him

Ben Clark~

the most sweetest boyfriend ever

he will buy you flowers out of nowhere just to see you smile

sometimes he feels bad that he cannot say how much he loves you verbally

constantly has hand cramps from writing huge paragraphs about his love for you

the type of boyfriend to just pick you up and hug you when you are mad

you help him calm down when his temper starts to flare up

he really enjoys doing soothing activities with you such as pottery, painting, and baking

he is AMAZING at baking

he loves making you food

in the phantom dimension he likes to have you on his back

to reassure him that you are still there and safe, and also as a way to have quick access to you when you are in danger

if you die in the phantom dimension he will have this deeply disturbed look on his face

he honestly looked after you better than the doctor did

he brought you home cooked meals, your clothes, some things to cheer you up

he wants you to feel loved and to know that he will always be there for you even though you cannot hear him say it

Taylor Hernandez~

such a sweetie

she is so good at reading your feelings and can tell when you are upset/ when something is bothering you

she has pictures of you two together all over her wall so she always has something of you with her

she loves matching outfits with you

she 100% owns a shirt that says "i love my boyfriend/girlfriend" and has no shame in wearing it

she has this ritual where she kisses each picture of you before bed each night and saying "i love you y/n" over an over until she has kissed each picture

Tyler was just stood in the doorway of the room terrified-

in the phantom dimension you both make a vow to protect each other

and she will protect you with her LIFE is she has too

if you die in the phantom dimension she would never forgive herself

she would think its her fault as she didn't stick to her side of the vow

she let you get hurt

will sob infront of everyone

honestly needs more comfort then you do

when you are on the road to recovery tells you all these silly stories about her and Tyler to see you smile

she wants you to never leave her

Tyler Hernandez~

this one is a mixed bag

lets just say you will be very aware when he has entered the room

you slowly help him start to enjoy baseball again

he invites you to practice to show you off to his team

you are now lumped into his protection pile

congratulations, you are now one of his top priorities

he wont say it very often, but he adores you

and he misses you very much when you aren't around

he plays guitar for you when he is feeling especially loving, he teaches you the songs his dad taught him

when you are in the phantom dimension he gets very angry very easily

he is just so overwhelmed and worried about keeping you AND Taylor safe.

he is terrified he would of failed in his job of protecting you

if you die in the other dimension he would be angry at everyone but mostly at himself

he would close off, he wouldn't speak to anyone and he ends up flunking some of his classes to see you at the hospital

he is very aggressive to everyone else but when you are getting better at the hospital he is all gentle smiles and sweet tones

he owes it to you for letting you down

he wants to be able to feel that he can provide and protect you

Logan Fields~

he thinks he doesn't deserve you

why would you pick someone small and pathetic when you can have the full package like Tyler

despite his self doubts he treats you as best as he can

he is the most cliche person ever

has definately watched the sun set with you

study dates are a must

you both defo have this little potted flower that you have "raised" together

he tells you ALL about flowers as he has alot of knowledge about them

when you are in the phantom dimension he always has this dreaded feeling sitting in his stomach

as if he knows something is gonna happen to you and he wont be able to stop it

the feeling would eat him up inside

if you die in the phantom dimension, he would be determined to be the reason you got better, that it wouldn't happen again

he wants you to view him as worthy of your love, and he would do almost anything to earn that